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Zlit Nom' ffletutr.
Luoille's Mistake.
The visit over, bidding her adieu,
I took my hat, and bowing low, withdrew.
Then, starting homeward, soon I missed my cane,
Retraced my steps and rang the bell again.
I heard a rush, the door flew open wide,
And with a bound Lucille was at my side:
Around my neck her lovely arms she threw,
Kissed me. ye gods ! she kissed me through and
through.
Stock still I stood, not staring to return
The glowing kisses that my lips did burn.
I tried to speak, and gasped, "I clean forgot—
I left my cane." She started as if shot,
And cried, with sobs she vainly tried to smother,
"Oh, dear! oh, dear! I thought 't was Dau, my
brother.
What shall I do ?" she asked me o'er and o'er;
I lacked the courage to say, "Do it snore!"
So, looking sheepish, seized upon my stick,
And forthwith homeward trotted double quick.
When on my conch, in vain I courted sleep,
I tossed and pondered. "What wealth of love
That girl possesses other girls above !
And if a brother she should hold so dear,
What must a husband to ber heart appear ?"
The idea grew, and—well, to end the tale,
I sought her often, and to such avail
That ere a twelvemonth its full course had run.
I wood, I won her, and we twain were one.
And once I told her that my love began
The night she kissed me in mistake for Dan.
"For Dan !" she said ; "why bless your stupid head,
Poor Dan was safe and snug in bed."
"You didn't know it?" "Why of coarse I did,"
And on my breast her blushing face she hid.
Through all these years I did not onceregret
My having fallen in the trap she set.
happy nm I, and happy, too, I've made her,
Although at times I laughingly upbraid her;
And then she says, "The moral, dear, of this is,
That girls don't often make mistakes in kisses:"
J. A. NASII,
In a Powder Magazine.
WE had nut been many days at sea be
fore my mind misgave me, and I began to
dread an unfortunate termination to our
I voyage, for matters had gone wrong from
the very beginning. There had been
trouble with the , crew, who seemed to have
an idea that perennial drunkenness was the
proper state of man's existence; and who,
as long as sixpence lasted, obstinately re
fused to go on board, in many cases, hav
ing to be hauled from the wharf over the
side like so much suspended animation.
Then when we had been warped out in the
river, and where lying awaiting the captain,
we found that he had been taken suddenly
and violently ill, so that a week's delay
followed, ending in a fresh appointment,
and the coming o a new captain—a man
of quiet, genial aspect, whose presence
seemed to augur a termination to our
troubles, and he was welcomed accordingly.
For a merchantman outward bound is by
no means the paradiseexisting in the minds
of ardent school boys, bitten with a long
ing for a life at sea. Twenty-four hours of
the life on boord and its discomforts effec
tually sickened me ; but then I had chosen
my vessel for reasons of ^^enomy, knowing
that every five-pound note would be, per
haps, of priceless value in my new home ;
so I made up my mind not to be discon
tented, but to bear all that fell to my lot.
I had taken my passage to Buenos Ayres,
with the full intention of roughing it for
some years to come, and therefore, I argued
that it would be cowardly to turn tail at the
first trouble that fell to my Aar. But
really it was trying work, in spite of the
strongest determination. The sailors were
soon in that pleasant state of despondent
mystery which succeeds a long debauch,
and, as if giving the unfortunate passen
gers the credit of being the cause of their
sufferings, lost no opportunity of visiting
the said sufferings upon their heads : I said
upon their heads, but the feet asfrequently
suffered, buckets of water being dashed
upon them—cf course accidentally—if we
ventured on deck during holystoning times.
We came to grief, too, over ropes, over the
stowing of cargo, and in a variety of ways
during those first days—our seagoingfriends
looked upon us as an inferior race of
beings, whom, as lubbers, it is their duty
to afflict. But by dint of good temper,
this was all pretty well got over, in time
for the rough weather we encountered
down channel, and right away across the
Bay of Biscay; sufficiently bad to confine
us all, sick and well, below hatches for
many a dreary day of pitching and tossing,
with the ship's timbers groaning and creak
ing to a degree that seemed to threaten
falling to pieces.
Picture to yourself, you who have not
been on shipboard, a gloomy, low-ceiled
prison, with stout beams crossing every
here and there, the light stealing feebly
through the little windows, the air you
breathe hot, foul and stifling, the hatch
above you battened down, so that, save at
special times, there is no communication
with the deck, and nearly every fellow
passenger either bemoaning his hard fate,
or else groaning as he lies in the helpless
misery of sea sickness. I think that if all
the miseries of a rough voyage could be
foreseen those who take trips to far off
lands would be greatly reduced in number.
A couple of days' respite came at last in
the shape of fine weather, and in the reac
tion produced by the bright sunshine and
the free brisk air we breathed on deck, the
troubles of the past were fbrgotten. The
captain still seemed all that was pleasant ;
but there was a flushed and heavy look in
his countenance that I did not hke, and
before long I had another opinion upon the
subject, for in conversation I found that
the second mate had been at the same
school as myself, and together we went
over the old days and compared notes, as
I walked the deck with him far into his
watch.
The weather turned foul once more, but
this time, through the mate, I contrived to
stay on deck, when, to mysuprise, I found
that the greater part of the duty was shift
ed•on the chief mate, the captain seldom
showing himself on deck.
. _
Dan.4,'7l
"Now I don't think it's from coward
ice," said my friend to me, as we walked
the deck that night, when the gale had
somewhat moderated. "Of course this is
in confidence."
I nodded.
"Well," he continued, "I don't know
what to make of him ; sometimes I think
he is mad. How he got appointed to this
ship I can't tell. Mr. Ray don't say any
thing, but he is one of those men who
think all the more, and of course he'll be
particularly careful least the captain should
think that, as first mate, he is jealous be
cause the command was not placed in his
hand."
khls-tf
No more was then said, but beforemauy
days had passed we found that the man
who had been entrusted with a fine vessel,
a valuable cargo and, mere than all, the
lives of passengers and crew, was one of
those beings who, not content with the
enjoyment of the good things of this life,
are in the habit of having intemperate out
breaks, when the impulse to drink, com
mencing perhaps with the stimulants taken
in some time of peril, grows perfectly un
controllable, and culminates at length in
one of those horrible fits of mania known
as delirum tremens.
It was enough to make any landsman
nervous as to our fate should the heavy
weather continue; but there was still the
satisfaction of knowing that the two mates
were thorough seamen, who would, no
doubt, take upon themselves the manage
ment of the ship should there be any real
danger. The feeling did not trouble me
long, for, the weather again brightening,
hope rose, and day after day glided pleas
antly by. We saw but little of the cap
tain, and only learned that he was confined
to his cot by indisposition, the cause of
this indisposition being only known to a
few ; but. I could see that the first mate,
Mr. Ray, looked more anxious thin usual,
and, taking the opportunity of being on
deck one night, I had a long talk with any
friend, to learn that. the captain only recov
ered from one fit to seek the means for
bringing on another.
"Pity we did not leave him behind alto
gether," I said at last.
"I've thought so a dozen times," said
my friend, for the sailing with a madman
on board does not suit my book."
The days glided slowly by with varying
weather. The hot latitudes were reached.
There was a little horse-play as we crossed
the line; then a shark was caught, and ;it
times a dolphin or bonito • and at last,
panting with the heat, we fay beneath the
almost vertical rays of the sun, without a
breath of wind to fill the sails as they hung
from the yards, the vessel gently rolling in
the swell as the sea heaved and fell without
as much as a ripple visible. Rough cover
ings were rigged up; but in spite of all
that could be done to mitigate it the heat
was unbearable, beating down upon our
heads and reflected from the sea, which
shone like a Vast mirror of polished metal.
Gaping seams, with the tar oozing forth,
rails and stanchions so heated that a hand
could not be borne upon them, it was no
wonder that we were constantly longing
for the comparative cool of the night; but
even then there was no time for the tem
perature to grow much lower before the
sun once more rose, each day apparently
hotter than the last..
We were seated one evening, watching
the last glow of the setting sun, when An
derson, the second mate, made the remark
that be thought a change was coming, and
then our attention was taken up by Mr.
Ray passing close by us and descending as
if to the captain's cabin.
"How has he been to-day ?" I said, as
Mr. Ray disappeared.
"Worse than ever," was the reply. "If
I were Ray I'd make a prisoner of him
and take sole command. He'd be quite
justified in doing so."
Further conversation was cut short by
the appearance of the mate, who beckoned
hastily to my companion.
"Something wrong," he exclaimed as be
leaped to his feet, and quite as quick I fol
lowed him to the hatchway.
"Good Heavens, Anderson !" exclaimed
Mr. Ray, "what is to be done ? He is
raving mad !"
"lave you no medicines ?" I asked.
"Medicines? Yes; but how are we to
deal with a man in his state ? Just listen."
In effect, as he ceased speaking, there
came from below the sound of breaking
chair., smashing Oasis and a noise of some
one leaping from side to side of the cabin, fol
lowed by alremendous battering at the door.
"I have locked him in," said Ray, "for
he is not fit to come oil deck. But get
help and we will secure him and strap him
into his cot."
A short consultation was held, and then
it was decided to call one of the seamen, a
sturdy, quiet man, and to do all as quietly
as possible, so as not to alarm the rest of
the passengers and crew,,,
Anderson fetched the old sailor, who
came rolling up, turning the lump of tobac
co in his mouth, and from his remarks it
was evident that he bad been enlightened
upon the business in band. _
"Ah," he growled, "what a thing it is
us any one will go on wasting precious
liquors and turning blessings into poison !
I knowed this would be the end of it."
"Don't preach, man," said Ray angrily,
"but come along. Now, look here," lie
whispered. as we descended, "as soon as I
open the door all step quietly in together.
He'll dash at us the same as he dashed at
me a while ago ; but he can only tackle
one man at once, so that while he is en
gaged the others must secure him."
We had hardly nerved ourselves fim the
task, and the mate was holding up his hand
as a signal as he unlocked the door, when
we were staggered by the sharp report of a
pistol, simultaneous with which there was
a dull thud close to my ear, and I started
back with the knowledge that a bullet had
just passed through the cabin door and
whistled by my head. Then followed a
loud, harsh laugh, followed by a couple
more pistol shots, both of which passed
through the pannel of the door.
I need hardly say that we beat a retreat
directly, and as we stood once wore on
deck the first mate wiped the perspiration
from his forehead and looked from one to
the other, as much as to say, "What shall
we do ?"
It was, indeed a trying position, and foe
a few moments no one spoke. Then Mr.
Ray seemed to recover himself; and said
quietly and firmly :
"We should only be casting away our
lives if we were to go in now. The only
plan I can suggest is to watch him through
the sky-light and go in when he is asleep."
"I don't think he can do any mischief
in the meantime," I said, "but we must
seize him soon."
"Mischief !" said the old sailor, dryly.
"Well, I dunno ; but what if he keeps on
popping off that revolver thing ? We shall
be having a bullet in among the powder
and a blow up."
"Powder !" I said.
Yea; in the magazine.".
"Is there powder on board r I said, with
a strange tremor in my voice, as I turned
to Anderson.
"Yes, a heavy lot of it," he said, husk
ily ; and as he spoke he glanced involun
tarily in the direction of the boats.
Another shot made us all start, and now
passengers and crew began to collect,
eagerly asking what was wrong—questions,
though, which, in dread of a rush to the
boats, we forebore to answer.
The peril, though, was indeed great, for
in one small cabin, especially strengthened
for its reception, a large quantity of pow
der was stored, and if one bullet happened
to pass through, the chances were that the
heat evolved in its passage would explode
it all, and in a moment the whole vessel
would be blown to atoms.
There were two courses open to us : to
seize the boats at once, and push off, or to
make a bold and manly effort to subdue
the madman, in whose hands our lives
seemed to hang.
The same feeling must have pervaded
all our breasts as we stood looking at one
another, and then I saw the old sailor wet
the palms of his hands andrub them gent
ly together.
HUNTINGDON, PA., MARCH 20, 1872
"We must run in on him, Master Ray,"
he said.
"Could we not shoot him down through
the sky-light'?" said the chief mate; and
then. as if blushing at his own proposition,
he added hastily : "No, no; that would
be like murder. We must dash in upon
him at all risks. But what's that ? Look
out ! He is coming on deck."
As he spoke, we heard the cabin door
unlocked; then the rattling of keys and
the crashing of a door, when Ray cautious
ly peered down the hatch ; and as he
kneeled there gazing down, I could see a
tremor running through his whole frame,
and when at last he turned to us, his voice
was so husky as to be almost inaudible.
"He has got into the powder-room !" he
exclaimed.
I shall never forget his countenance as
he gazed up at us, fixed—rigid, to a de
gree. For a few moments, horror and dread
of impending death seemed to have robbed
him of all power. Then he sprang up, the
man once more.
"Quick !" he exclaimed, "fur your lives :"
Then leading the way, lie dashed down
the cabin stairs. We followed him, but
only to find our progress arrested by the
closed door, which resisted all our efforts.
"Listen !" whispered Ray ; and then he
continued : "Good heavens, if he were to
fire now !"
The next moment there was a sound
which seemed to make every nerve in my
body thrill, and I frankly own that had my
limbs obeyed my will, I should have rushed
on deck, seized a coup or grating, and
leaped over the side, for plainly to be heard
came a sharp, cracking noise, and it wanted
not the mate's word to enlighten us as he
hissed "Lucifers !"
"Here, quick, for God's sake !" exclaim
ed Anderson. "Look here; we are forcing
the wrong way at the door."
He dragged at it, but in vain, for a few
minutes, till, running on deck, the old
sailor returned in au instant with a couple
of marlin spikes, which were inserted just
as we once more heard the crackling of a
match.
"Quick I it's for dear life !" cried Ray ;
and the door crashed, gave way and flew
open, to reveal to us, standing perfectly
unmoved by our forcible entry, the captain,
holding a lighted splint to an iron-bound
cheat, which was already blackened and
charred at the edge,
For a few moments we could none of us
stir. It seemed as if on the slightest mo
tion on our part, the chest—which I after
ward learned was filled with - cartridges for
the supply of one of the petty armies en
gaged in the Paraguayan war—would ex
plode, followed by other chests and kegs
piled around. Then came the captain's
low chuckling laugh, and we heard him say:
"This will drive you out, then, strong
as you are."
Then, with a gesture of impatience, he
threw down the burnt-out splint, tool: a
fresh match from the box he held, and
was about to strike it, when with a cry that
did not sound human, Anderson leaped
upon him, and with one tremendous blow
struck him down, tramplinc , on him the
next moment as he applied his moist lips
to the charred and smoking edge of the
chest.
The captain was not stunned, though ;
and directly after a fearful struggle took
place amid these kegs , my part being con
fined to the securing of the match box,
which I tore , from his hand, trembling as
I did so, lest it would explode. Then came
the lond'panting breathing of the wretched
man as, held down by our four strong men,
he bowed his body up again and again
with a power that was almost super-human.
But the danger was now passed; and
without losing a moment, we dragged him
out into his own cabin. Water was abun
dantly applied to the charred side of the
box ; and Mr. Ray's first act was to make
the carpenter screw up the door in a way
that restored confidence as every screw was
driven in. I say his first act; for his sec
ond was to sit down on the deck and cover
his face with his hands, and remain in that
position for fully an hour.
Constant watching, binding, and the
use of potent drugs placed the captain out
of the reach of means to plaoe us again in
peril. But though a breeze sprang upthe
next day, and our well-manned ship pros
perously finished her voage, I never lay
down to sleep the rest of the time without
a shudder, and never once dropped off
without waking with a startfrom a horrible;
dream of seeing the captain, match-box in
hand, applying a light to the edge of the
cartridge box—Chambers Journal.
4Eading for tilt
Country Taverns
I like country taverns! That is, some
of them !
Some of them are good taverns for man
and beast. But not good for a beast un
less it had a man to care fin• it.
These country taverns where a big fat
man plays checkers and sleeps in the bar
room in a chair beside a dog, while his
pale, back-aching, sickly, over-worked wife
picks chickens, washes dishes, makes
dumplings, mends children's clothes, makes
beds, sweeps out rooms, empties slops,
patches her husband's breeches and scratch
es his back for her board and two calico
dresses a year.
There is fun in stopping at seine coun
try taverns—
- Where they have but one towel for two
persons, and that towel a cotton one.
Where the windows rattle like a bag
full of shin-bones struck by lightning.
Where there is a four-quart water pitchr
er full of settlings, and only a two quart
slop vessel, and no place to empty it ex•
cept in the stove.
Where the curtains to the windows
were only made by spiders, and all the
world can look in to see you pull off your
boots and things.
Where the pillow is soft and dimpled
like a fat baby's fist, and, if your ear be
not covered with a postage stamp, the
darned flimsey thing works into your head
before morning, making you feel like a
billy goat with the catarrh.
*ere the feather bed is filled with hens'
heads, pigs' toes; necks of parregoric vials,
butternut shells, broken up pitcher han
dles,-boot heels, spelling book covers, bro
ken goose quills, roosters' tails and bits of
carpet rags.
Where the bedstead weaves to and fro
like a timothy stalk with a bumble bee on
the top of it, and the entire contrivance
squeaks and groans when you get in, turn
over or get out, like a jackass with the
mumps.
Where the under sheet was changed in
June, and the upper one in January, all
in the name of neatness.
Where the covers are few and too short
everywhere, except in the middle, and the
wind blowing through a broken glass full
and furious on your threadbare head.
Where the stove in the corner is full of
ashes, the wood too long for the stove, the
sap not yet out of the wood, the kindling
in the barn, and the boy to build the fire
not yet hired.
Where the landlord comes into your
room without knocking, just as you have
your head hid in the folds of a night-shirt,
and says, "Never mind, it's only me ;" or
asks if you know of anybody who wants to
buy a good hotel.
_ _ _
Where the matches are not to be found,
and the only way to call a servant is to
throw a water pitcher down stairs, break a
door down, cry fire, and then take your
pick from the astonished folks who come
to see what is up.
Where the little slice of soap smells of
fish oil, so your hands washed with it
makes you think your grandfather was a
number 2 mackerel.
Whre there is not a nail in the room
on which to hang clothes, or a chair in
which to sit while your wife is letting
down her best back hair.
Where the only glass or tumbler in the
room is art empty soup•dish, and the water
for cleansing teeth is thick and ropy, like
the last will and testament of a drunken
politician.
Where they have rump-steak for ten
derloin, melted lard for gravy, soggy po
tatoes and fried pork in chunks, sailing in
a dish of grease, as raw as when it first
came into the world.
Where the pepper-bas lid drops off into
your eggs, the salt is at the other end of
the table, the vinegar bottle carpeted in
side with flies In soak, and the crackers
covered with periods—so called.
Where the pie-crust is a cross between
tripe and juju paste. •
Where the pancakes •Ire as white as a
soap suds soaked thumb, or half filled with
butter, like a boy's mouth with worms
when he goeth forth to fish for bullheads.
Where the table cloth is soiled and spot
ted like a map of the Indian Archipelago,
or a Chinese sailor just over the small-pos.
Where the molasses jug has not been
cleaned since the death of John Brown.
Where the piece of meat brought on
your plate is covered with grease, like a
cross-cut saw on a winter morning. _
Where the plates are colder than the
gable end of an ice house.
Yes—l like countr' faverps—.that js
some of them,
False Friends
The mean jealousy which hates the sue
cess and prosperity of others, eminates
from very narrow souls, and causes much
unhappiness. There are many who can
not endure to have others thought well of,
by those whose good opinion and admira
tion they crave themselves; and there are
many more who really intend to do right,
who are weak enough to, and be influenced
by slander against an old apd tried friend.
If one envies and secretly traduces, while
another weakly or vainly listens to slander
from the lips of a comparative stranger,
against a friend of years' acquaintance—
is either worthy of the sacred name
of friend Y Such flimsy creatures are not
capable of comprehening the gfeat signifi
cance of the term. Deceitful smiles and
caressess have something cold and clammy
about them , which an earnest nature al
most always feels ; but too often the snake
coils itself around an nnsuspecting heart,
with its deadly sting and poison, whithers
its sweetest flowers, and destroys its most
sacred treasures. It is unsafe to . open the
heart, and allow strangers to enter—un
happiness is so apt to follow.
It is noble to rise above the attempted
injuries of grovelling people; but each
time one is deceived, each time a friend
proves false, the honest hearted becomes
a little more suspecting, with less ability
to believe in such a state of perfection on
earth, a real unselfish friendship
Women generally sacrifice each other in
the most wholesale manlier, if a man is in
the question. Hoping to stand first in
his estimation,• many women will slander
their own sex to a man—even their best
lady fi km].
They may not always lie in so many
words, but false insinuations often cut deep
er than any other weapon, and are the
worst kind of lies. A person can seem to
be just, so unwilling to injure another, and
at the same time drop the venom which
does its work effectually. Heaven defend
and protect all honest people from friends
who talk dreadfully mysterious things
about them ! They would not for the world
say anything against the friend, or reveal
the dreadful secret they know, but if they
were to tell, what earthquakes they mild
cause in some houses ! Knowing all they
do, they have often had hard work to keep
their month shut, when questioned about
strange appearances ; but they have done
it, and base always defended their friend.
They hope to be forgiven for the lies they
have told to conceal facts, for they never
told any for themselves. Oh, no!
If there is a place being kept warns for
the false and deceitful, there will be fresh
stirring up of the perpetual fires, and a
white heat produced for the purification of
such unclean souls, when they pass over to
the other side.—Elm °riot'.
Longevity of a Good Deed
Here is a neat little story from Ken
tucky : About twenty-five years ago a
young man from that State took a horse
back ride to Virginia, where his father
came from, and on his way he met a man
and his family removing West, who were
so poor as to be almost reduced to starva.
tion. He had compassion on the wretched
group, and gave them a $2O bill with which
to reach their journey's end. In about
fifteen years the young man received a
letter from the man he had befriended,
saying he was a prosperous merchant in
Southern Kentucky, and enclosing a $2O
bill to pay his loan. After another ten
years, which included the great rebellion
and its termination, he was elected to the
Lower House of the Kentucky Legislature,
and being a man of talent and influence,
was chosen Speaker, in the contest for
which he bad noticed that• a stranger, and
one of the other party was his strongest
supporter. His curiosity was aroused by
this, and he asked the man's motive, as he
never had, to his knowledge, seen him be
fore. "Sir," replied the member, "memo
ry will recall, when I mention it, a little
scene that occurred when you were a boy
on your way to Virginia. It was you who
saved my wife from starvation. She told
me time and again that never did a morsel
of food taste so sweet, so unutterably deli
cious as that you gave her then. She was
just six years old at that time; but when
she saw your name, during the late can
vass, among the prominent probable can
didates for the Speakership, she laid down
the law as to how I was to vote. This is
all. Neither she; nor her father and moth
er, brothers and sisters, nor myself can
ever forget you."
[For the JOURNAL.]
How Peter Green was Scared out of
Getting a Wife.
BY \V. 11. NV
The narrative which I am about to write
was told me, one bleak, cold night, in a
country parlor. It was one of those nights
in midwinter, when the wind sweeps over
the land, making everything tingle with
its frosty breath, that I was seated before
a blazing fire, surrounded by a jolly half
dozen boys, and an old bachelor—Peter
Green—about forty and eight years old.—
It was just the kind of a night without to
make those within enjoy a good story, so
each of us had told his favorite story, save
Mr. Green, and as he was a jolly old fellow
we all looked for a jolly story. We were
somewhat surprised to hear him say, "I
know of no story that would interest you,"
so we had to find other entertainment for
a while, when one of the boys told me to
ask him how it happened that he never
married. So I did.
"Well, gentlemen," he began, 'it don't
seem right for me to tell how that happen
ed, but as it is about myself, I don't care
much. You see when I was young, we
had to walk as high as five miles to church
and singing school, which was our chief
enjoyment. But this don't have anything
to do with my not getting a wife, but I
just wanted to show you that we had some
trouble them days in getting our spor t.— John Smith and I were lik brothers, or
like "Mary and her little lamb." Where
one went the other was sure to go. So we
went to see two sisters, and as we were not
the best boys imaginable, the old gentle
man took umbrage, and wouldn't allow us
to come near the house, so we would take
the girls to the end of the lane, and there
we would have to take the final kiss. That's
all we got for our eight miles walk. We
soon grew tired of that sort of fun, and I
told John, on our way to singing school,
one night, that I was going to take Sadie
home, and that I was going into the house
too: He said the old man would rum me
if I did. I told him I was going to risk it
anyhow, let conic what would. He said
he 'would risk it if I would.' So home
we went with the girls. When we got to
the cud of the lane j told the girls we pro
posed going all the way. They looked at
each other in a way I didn't like too well,
but said they Cthe old folks) would be in
bed, so they didn't care if we did. They
were more surprised yet when I told them
we thought of going in a little while, but
as all was quiet when we got to the house,
we had no trouble in getting into the
kitchen. Then and there we had our first
court, and I made up my mind to ask Sa
die to be my wife the next time I come.
It was now past the turn of the night, and
as we had four miles to walk, I told John
we would have to be going. So we stee
ped out oh the porch, but just as we did
so the sky was lit up by lightning, and
One tremendous peal of thunder rolled
along the heavens and crashed along the
mountain sides. Its echo had not died out
in the far off vales until the rain began to
pour from the garnered fullness of the
clouds. We waited for it to stop until we
were all sleepy, when the girls said we
should go to bed in the little room at the
head of the stairs which led out of the
kitchen, as their father didn't get up early
we mild be home before the old folks were
astir. So, after bidding the girls a sweet
good night, and wishing them pleasant
dreams, and promising them to come back
on the next Saturday night, we started for
bed. We didn't have far to go, as the bed
stood near the head of the stairs. John
was soon in bed, but as I was always a lit
tle slow, and full of curiosity, I was look
ing around the little room. At last I
thought I would sit down on a chest which
was spread over with a nice white cloth,
while I drew off my boots. So down I sat,
when stars of the east, I was plump into a
big egg custard pie! I thought John
would die laughing, for he said I bad
smashed that custard all to thunder and
the plate right in two. You see we had
to be awful quiet so that the old man
wouldn't hear us. I was now ready to
get into bed, so I put the light out, and
picked up my boots, thinking to put them
in a more convenient place, when down
my one foot went through a pipe -hole,
which had been covered by paper, up to
my very hip. Now one part of me was up
stairs while the longest part was in the
kitchen. As my leg was very long, it
reached a shelf which was occupied by
dishes, cans, coffee-pots, etc; and turning ,
it over, down they all went with a tremen
dous crash. As the girls had not retired
yet, I could now hear them laugh fit to
split their sides. I felt awful ashamed,
and was scared until my heart was in my
throat, for I expected the old man every
moment. I extracted my leg from the
confounded hole just in time, for the old
lady looked into the kitchen, from the
room door, and asked 'what all that noise
was about ?' The girls put her off as best
they could, and I went to bed, while John
was strangling himself, under the cover,
to keep from laughing aloud. We soon
went off into the land of dreams, with the
hope of waking early. I wish I could tell
you my dreams; but it would take too
long. For one moment I would fancy
myself by the side of Sadie, sipping nectar
from her heaven-bedewed lips ; the next I
would be flying from the old man, while
he would be flourishing his cane above his
head. This all came to an end by John
giving me a kick. On waking up and look
ing around I saw John's eyes as big as my
fist, while the sun was beaming in at the
window. What to do now we couldn't
tell, for we heard the old man having fam
ily prayers in the kitchen. John looked
out of the window and said we could get
down over the porch roof. 'Get out and
dress as soon as possible,' he said. So in
my hurry, my feet got fastened in the bed
clothes, and out I tumbled, head foremost,
turned over, and down the steps I rolled,
from step to step, until I struck the door,
which was fastened by a wooden button,
and it giving way, out I rolled right in
front of the old man! He threw up both
hands, and cried, 'Lord, save us!' for he
thought I was the devil. The old lady
screamed until you could have heard her a
mile. I was so scared and bewildered that
I couldn't get up at once. It was warm
weather and I didn't have any undercloth
ing on but a shirt. When I heard the
girls snickering it made me mad, and I
jumped up and rushed out of the door,
leaving the greater part of my shirt on
the old iron door latch. Off I started for
the barn, and when half way through the
yard the old dog set up a howl and made
for me. When I got into the barn-yard I
had to run through a flock of sheep, and
among them was an old ram, who backed
off a little and started for me. With one
bound I escaped his blow, sprang into the
barn, and began to climb up the logs into
the mow, when an old mother hen pounced
upon my legs, picking me until they bled.
I threw myself upon the hay, and after
John had slid down the porch post into a
hogshead of rain water, he came to me with
one of my boots, my coat, and one of the
legs of my pants. He found me perfectly
prostrated. Part of my shirt, my hat, one
leg of my pants, my vest, stockings, neck
tie and one boot were left behind. I vowed
then and there that I would never go to
see another girl, and I'll die before I will."
Crossing the Desert,
One might imagine that the arid Sahara
bad been the bed of some great sea, and
that wearying of its burden of waters had
refused to hold them, and been doomed for
its rebellion never more to know the bless
ing of its cooling and life-preserving pres
ence. The ancients imagined that the
desert was formed by wind spreading sand
over the cultivated soil, and that the oases
were spots of greater elevation and thus
escaped, as the knolls are swept bare of
sand which the drifting storm deposits in
the low places. But instead of beinc ,
higher than the surrounding surface, the
oases are depressions, and are of such a
geological formation that the water from
some hidden spring is retained, and a ver
dure nourished which has won for them
from the desert travelers the name of
Islands of the Blessed. Were it not for
these resting-places it would be impossible
to traverse the desert even with the aid of
an animal so wonderfully adapted to en
dure the peculiar hardships, as is the camel.
Supplied by nature with wonderful store
places for food and drink, it can sub
sist for a long time with but very slight
nourishment. The hump which we in
our childhood days imagined was especi
ally provided to afford a seat for a rider,
is a reservoir of fat from which the camel
draws nourishment, so that sometimes
when tho animal comes in from a long
journey, the hump is greatly diminished.
The countries adjoining the desert are al
most as effectually separated as if a sea
rolled between, and were it not for this
"Ship of the Desert," as the poetical Arabs
call it, the separation would be greater.
The desert is the camel's home, he can eat
the scanty herbage that springs up here
and there, and which no other creature
would deign to touch. His foot is so
adapted to the sandy ground that he can
travel without difficulty where a horse
would fall exhausted on the yielding soil,
before half his day's journey was accom
plished. But stranger still is the wonder
ful provision which enables these patient
creatures to toil beneath the burning sun
for days without drinking. They have
been used in explorations in New Mexico
and California, and the commander of one
expedition testifies that the camels have
carried water for the mules used by the
men sometimes for more than a week with
out tasteing it themselves.
The general ignorance concerning the
whole continent of Africa, and especially
the desert portion of it, has afforded a
strong temptation to such as have-penetra
ted into its secrets to exaggerate them,
and as we are becoming better informed,
some of the traditions of the past are los
ing their terror. Desert journeys are cer
tainly not luxuriously comfortable, but
they are probably attended with no severer
suffering than has been experienced in
mountain climbing, But men are less in
clined to defy obataclos under a scorching
sun whose enervating rays, reflected from
the burning sand, acquire terrible power,
than amid a cold and bracing atmosphere.
Monsieur Ponehet graphically describes
his approach to one of the deserts of upper
Eypgt
"The eye only sees an unbroken sheet
of burning sand. And yet upon its bor
ders I found, having
the heat of the sun,
and never refreshed by a single drop of
rain, uumeroua tufts of an asclepiad, the
large, moist, velvety haves of which glist
ened with freshness. It was an inexplica
ble problem. But this last effort of life
soon disappears, and we see before us only
an ocean of sand and a horizon of death.
Not a cry, not a murmur is heard, and
scarce even a loitering vulture devours the
last fragments of some camel which has
fallen on the sand, and the bleached skele
ton of which will soon be added to so many
others now marking out the desert routes.
Not a cloud tarnishes the azure of the sky,
not a breath refreshes the air; a sun, the
ardor of which nothing moderates, pours
down its sparkling light and fiery rays,
burning even through one's clothes. The
motionless and heated atmosphere tortures
the face with its fiery breath, and even
the sand attains an extreme heat. My
thermometers being broken, I tried to as
certain the temperature by plungino• ' my
hands into the superficial layers, but at
the end of a few seconds a stinging pain
compelled me to withdraw them. The soil
also, by reflecting the solar rays from the
sparkling fragments of mica and quartz,
sometimes becomes insupportably dazzling
to the eye.
"Instead of the rolling waves and the
cool breezes of the sea, this funeral region
only gives out burning gusts and scorch
ing blasts which seem to issue from the
gates of hell; these are the sintoon or
poison wind, as the word signifies in Ara
bic. The camel driver knows this formid
able enemy, and as soon as he sees it loom
ing in the horizon, he raises his hands to
heaven and implores Allah; the camels
themselves seem terrified at its approach.
A veil of reddish black invades the gleam
ing sky, and very soon a terrible and burn
ing wind rises, bearing clouds of fine im
palpable sand. which severely irritates the
eyes, and makes its way into the respira•
tory organs. The camels squat down and
refuse to move, and the travelers have no
chance of safety, except by making a ram
part of the bodies of their beasts, and cov
ering their heads so as to protect them=
selves against this scourge."
It is said that entire caravans have
sometimes perished in these sand-storms,
and it was one of them that buried the
army of Cambyses when it was traversing
the desert.
The oases vary in size from such as are
just large enough to afford a halting place
for a small caravan, to those which are re
ally kingdoms. Of the latter, Fezzen is
one of the largest and most noted. Its
population is variously estimated at from
75,000 to 150,000. The inhabitants are
a mixed race, speaking a langua g e corrup
ted from the Arabic. Far behindsurround
ing nations in civilization, they devote
themselves to raising and manufacturing
the most indispensable necessaries of life.
Caravans from the interior of Africa to
the coast make here some exchange of mer
chandise. Their chief traffic has been the
slave-trade, Muzzuk, the principal town of
Fezzan, being the great starting--point from
the north for the interior of Negro-land.
The most interesting
of the oases which
border on Egypt is that of Siwah, the an
cient Ammonium, made famous in history
by the visits of Cambyses and Alexander
the Great. It is about six miles in length
NO. 12.
and two or three in breadth. The ground
is highly impregnated with salt which in
ancient times was purified for sacrificial
purposes, and for the royal tat*, yet the
production of fruit in sufficient quantities
to form an important article of merchan
dise, indicates a remarkable fertility of the
soil. The ancient inhabitants who came
partly from Egypt and partly from Ethio
pia, brought with them the worship of the
God Amnia, and an oracle was established
there, to which kings repaired for counsel.
The ruins of the temple are still to be seen
and near them is the famous Fountain of
the Sun, of which so many wonders have
been related. Marvelous tales of its boil
heat at night, and its icy coldness by day,
come from the simple truth that like
many similar tepid springs, retaining its'
own temperature while that of the sur
rounding atmosphere changes, it seems
during the warm hours of the day to be
quite cold, and in the cool hours of the
night to be warmer than it really is.
Although there is so much that is dis
agreeable in a journey across the desert,
there are some sights of beauty which can
never be seen elsewhere.
The mirage which entrances while it
deceives the traveler, is no where else seen
in such perfection,
and the aurora of the
desert is described as gorgeous in the ex
treme. So there is no spot in this won
derful earthly home of ours, so barren that
God's touch bas not left its impress in ex
quisite charms of color and outline.— Owls
tine Weekly.
Fiji Cannibals
A private exhibition was given yester
day by four Fiji island cannibals, at room
No. 14, Astor house, under - the auspices of
Mr. Barnum. to one hundred and fifty
friends. He has obtained three of these
by depositing $15,000 with the American
consul as security for their return in Au
gust 1873, to Throkambau, the king of the
largest of the Fiji islands. In the event
l of their return they are to suffer death and
possibly to be eaten alive by peacemeal, ac
cording to cannibal custom. Mr. Barnum.
however, disclaims any intention of send
ing them back to satisfy the demands of
Fiji justice. A woman who had been ed
ucated by missionaries, accompanied the
agent to this country, through the advice
of the Missionary society. She read r ai
sages yesterday from a copy of the Bible
printed in the Fiji language. The captives
were liberally daubed with paint, and dis
played ostrich and peacock feathers on
their heads. They performed war dances
to the accompaniment of monotonous songs.
The dwarf. Ra Biau, who has the most
fierce and treacherous aspect of them all,
varied the entertainment by playing on a
flute through his nose. The tune was as
enliving as variations on two notes could pos
sibly be. Mr. Barnum has lost none of his
customary zeal in providing rare and ex
pensive novelties for the patrons of his
last great achievment. His Sea Lions, liv
ing Giraffes, RIDING GOAT "Alexis,"
Black Leopard, ABYSINIAN VLACKE
'ARK, Moving. Musical and Mechanical
Automatins, and last, though not least, the
four FIJI CANNIBALS, and the Mueseuni
Collection of Curiosities from the South
Sea Islands, are sufficient of themselves to
make a great show. But these are only
a few of the many thousands of extremely
rare and reherche attractions with which
this show prince proposes to regale his
customers throughout the country during
the travelling season of 1872—New York
Tribune of Feb. 24th.
Lulu's Lesson
"Here it is, mamma I Lu and 1 have watch•
ed it every day. It is sweet as sweet can be.
You will wear it mamma ?"
Thus spoke the little pleader, bringing in
her hand a timid pansy, the first spring nurs
ing that she had watched, and now brought
for mamma to wear.
"And mamma, Ln says she wishes she had
another, a prettier one, perhaps. Would it be
wrong, mamma, would it be wrong tQ carry
violets to Jesus T.
"I cannot think it wrong, darling. The
firstlings of the spring belong to him. You
bring them to Jesus because you love him,
because you desire him to wear them for your
sake. Is this it, child ?"
"Yes, mamma, " and the blue eyes filled.
"I'll look close f or the next one ; and will he
know if 1 bring it? Will he care 7"
"Yes, child. lie will know, and he will
care. The first of everything we should bring
to Jesus. We may love him, and we may tell
him so. He never tires of hearing us."
"The first of everything I" ;vested the
child. "Was that the reason you gave him
Jessie, mamma ? If I had known it at the
time, I shouldn't have felt so bad. Jessie was
such a good little thing, I didn't wonder Jesus
wanted her."
A pang shot through the mother's heart.
Jessie was the eldest of the group ; a timid,
delicate child. Had she given her? Was it
an offering that she yielded with a cheerful
heart, or was it wrested from her? She could
but own that since Jessie went, she had tried
to walk closer ; the lamb in His bosom had
won her to keep the path.
"I've found a bud, there'll be another in a
few days !" cried Lu, springing along the
path.
"I've asked mother; she says we may bring
'em to Jesus. He'll know."
The mother's arms closed around the little
ones.
"Bring your flowers toJesus, and with them
bring your hearts. The sweet fresh love of
your childhood."
- , lf he was only here to take them, mamma.
Could we see him wear them," said Lu.
"Bring your books, children. Let us read
what he says."
"Then shall the King say unto them on his
right hand, Come, ye blesseOf my Father, in
herit the kingdom prepared for you from the
foundation of the world : for I was a hunger
ed and ye gave me meaf; I was thirsty and
ye gave me drink; I was a strang er and ye
took me in ; naked and ye clothed me ; I was
sick and ye visited me; I was in prison and
ye came unto me. Then shall the righteous
answer him, saying, Lord, when saw we thee
a hungered, and feed thee lor thirsty and
gave thee driak ? And the King shall answer
and say unto them, Verily I say unto you,
Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the
least of these my brethren, ye have done it
unto me."—Christian Weekly.
"I Would Rather Be Scolded than
Tell a Lie."
This was a noble reply which Augustus
made, and one which we wish all boys would
remember, when any one asks them to tell a
falsehood. One day when Augustus was sent
to a dairy by his mother, to get some milk in
a pitcher, Robert wanted to go in his stead;
and when they got into the street he tried to
force the pitcher out of his brother's hand.
Augustus held the pitcher fast, till at last it
was broken in the scuffle, by falling on the
ground. A person who was in the street, and
saw how :t happend, came up and told him to
say, when he got home, that the woman who
sold the milk had broken the pitcher. Augus
tus wiped his eyes, and looking steadily in
that persoti's face, said, "That would be telling
a lie ; I will tell the truth, then my mother
will not scold me ; but if she should, I would
rather be scolded than tell a lie."
Facoatrrr mairie term - al the daughter of
prudence, the sister of temperance, and the
parent of liberty.
EVNRY man has his weak side ; and it is
very often the case that his weak side is the
best part of the man.