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ILOR Pitt.
SW All letters should be addressed to
J. A. NASH.
Huntingdon, Pa.
Ely Dusts' cober.
Lite's milestones marking year on year,
Pass ever swiftner as we near
The final goal, the silent end
To which our fated footsteps tend.
A year once seemed a century,
Now like a day it hurries by,
And doubts and fears our hearts oppress,
And all the way is weariness.
Ali me I how glad and gay we were,
Youth's sap in all our veins astir,
IVhen long ago with spirits high,
A happy careless company,
We started forth, when everything
Wore the green glory of the Spring,
And all the fair wide world was ours.
Tu gather as we would its flowers!
Then, life almost eternal seemed,
And Death a dream so vaguely dreamed,
That in the distance scarce it threw
A cloud-shade on the mountains blue,
That rose before us soft and fair,
Clothed in ideal hues of air,
To which we meant in after-time,
Strong in our manhood's strength to climb.
How all has changed ! Years have gone by,
And of that joyous company
Who—who are left? Alas, not one
Love earliest loitered on the way,
Then turned his face and slipped away ;
And after him with footsteps light
The fickle Graces took their flight,
And all the careless joys that lent
Their revelry and merriment
Grew silenter, and ere we knew ;
llad smiled their last and said "adieu."
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Hope faltering then with doubtful mind,
Began to turn and look behind,
And we, half questioning were fain,
To follow with her back again ;
But Fate still urged us on our way
And would not let us pause or stay.
Then to our side with plaintive eye,
In place of Hope came Memory,
And murmured of the Past, and told
Dear stories of the days of old,
Until its very dross seemed gold,
And Friendship took the place of Love,
And strove in vain to us to prove
That Love was light and insincere—
Not worth a man's regretful tear.
Ah ! all in vain—grant 'twas a cheat,
Yet no voice ever was so sweet—
No presence like to Love's who threw
Enchantment over all we knew ;
And still we listen with a .igh,
And back, with fond tears in the eye,
We gaze to catch a glimpse again
Of that dear place—but all in vain.
Preach not, 0 stern Philosophy !
Nought we can have, and nought we see.
Will ever be so pure, so glad,
So beautiful as what we had.
Our steps are sad—our steps'are slow—
Nothing is like the long ago,
Gone is the keen, intense delight—
The perfume faint and exquisite—
The glory and the affluence
That halved the enraptured sense,
When Faith and Love were at our side,
And--es ,, amanii a was fi ed.
Our shadows that we us - CTIO - throii
Behind us, now before us grow;
For once we walked toward the sun,
Rut now, Life's full meridian done,
They change, and in their chill we move,
Further away from Faith and Love.
A chill is in the air—no more
Our thoughts with joyous impulse soar,
But creep along the level way,
Waiting the closing of the day.
The Future holds no wondrous prize
This side Death's awful mysteries ;
Beyond what waits for us, who knows?
New life, or infinite repose ?
—Blackwood's Magazine,
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THE FAITHFUL GUEST.
A NIGHT OF DANGER AT MAPLETON
There was something, I forget what, to
take gptitifather and grandmother away
from home one day in October of the year
I lived with them in Burn's Hollow. It
may have been a funeral or some religious
meeting, for they both drove off dressed in
their best in the gig, with old Ajax har
ne:.sed to it ; and after I had tucked in
grandma's iron gray silk skirt and ran back
to the house for grandpa's spectacles, and
had seen the gig vanish in the distance, I
felt lonely. Burn's Hollow was a lone
some, rambling mansion, which might have
sheltered a regiment, and had a ghostly
air about it when one wandered through
the tipper rooms alone. _
There were but two servants in the
kitchen, Hannah Oakes and an Irish lad
Anthony. I heard them laughing merrily
together, for, though Hannah was an old
woman, she was fall of fun, and in five
minutes the do.)r opened and Hannah came
with the tray.
"Please, miss, - said :,:se, a. 4 she set it
down, "may I run over to Mapleton to
night ? My sister's daughter had a boy
last night, they say, and I want to see it,
nat'rally—it's the first I've ever had of
grand niece or nephew."
"Who brought the news ?" I asked.
"Anthony. miss," said Hannah. "He
met George—that's my niece's husband—
when he was out after the cow, straying
as she always is, and told him to tell Han
nah, 'she's a grand aunt.' "
"You way go," I said, "but don't stay
late. Grandpa and grandma may be away
all night, and I feel nervous. To be sure,
there is Anthony, but I never rely on him.
Be certain not to stay late." I repeated
this injunction with a sort of fright steal
ing over me—a presentiment of evil,
might say —and something prompted me
to add: "Be back by 9." Why, I can
not say; but I felt as if by 9 I should be
in some peculiar danger.
Hannah promised, and, after doing all I
required, went away, and I heard her
heavy shoes on the garden walk outside.
Early as it was, I had dropped the cur
taio and lighted the wax candles on the
mantel, and I sat long over my. tea, finding
a certain companionship in it, as women
of all ages will.
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I sat thus a long time, and was startled
from my reverie by a rap at the door—a
timid sort of rap, so that I knew at once
that it was not a member of the house nor
an intimate friend. I waited, expecting
Anthony to open the door, but, finding he
did not, went to it . myeelf.
It had grown quite dark, and the moon
rose late that night. At first I could only
make out a crouching figure at the bottom
of the porch ; but when I spoke it ad
vanced, and by the light of the hall lamp
I saw a black man. I bad always had a
sort of fear of a negro, and instinctively
shrunk away, but as I did so he spoke in
a husky whisper : "This is Massa Mor
ton's isn't it r
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"Yes," I replied ;
out."
I retreated as he advanced
"Please, Miss," he said, "Judge B. sent
me here Ile said Massa 'ud help me on.
Let me stay here a night, Miss. I's trab
bled five days since I left him.
like. I'se awful huogry, 'pears like I'd
drop, and ole massa's arter me. For the
lab ob heaben, Miss, let me hide some
where's, and gib me - jes' a crust. Massa
Morton 'ud help me, and it's kept me up.
Misses will, I know."
Companions on the Road.
"but grandfather is
HUNTINGDON, PAD, FRIDAY JANUARY 3, 1879.
I knew that grandfather bad given suc
cor to some of these poor wretches before;
but I felt that I might be doing wrong by
admitting a stranger in his absence.
Caution and pity struggled within me.
At last I said : "You havo a note from
the judge, I suppose, sir ?"
"I had some writin' on a paper," said
the man, "but I's lost it de night it rained
so. Ah I Miss I's tellin' de truff—Judge
sent me, sure as I's a sinner. I's been
helped along so far, and 'pears like I get
to Canadv. Can't go back nnways. Wife's
dare, and the young uns. Gut clear a year
ago. Miss, I'll pray for you ebry day of
my life of you'll be so good to me. Tank
you, Miss."
For somehow when lie spoke of wife and
children I had stepped back and let him
in.
It was the back hall door to which the
rap had come, and the kitchen was close at
hand. I led him thither. When I saw
how worn he was, how wretched, how his
eyes glistened, and how under hi 3 rough
blue shirt his heart beat so that you
could count the pulses, I ihrgut my caution.
I brought out cold meat and bread, drew
a mug of cider, and spread them on the
table. The negro ate, and I left him to
find Anthony, to whom I intended to give
directions for his lodging throughout the:
night.
To my surprise, Anthony was nowhere
about the house or garden.
Ilanaah must have taken him with her
across the lonely road to Mapleton.
It was natural, but I was angry.
Yet I longed for Hannah's return, and
listened very anxiously until the clock
struck 9. Then, instead of her footsteps,
I heard the patter of raindrops and the
rumbling thunder, and looking out saw
that a heavy etorm was coming on.
Now, certainly, grandpa and grandma
would not come, and Hannah ' waiting for
the storm to pass, would not be here for
hours. However, my fear of the negro
was quite gone, and I felt a certain pride
in conducting myself bravely under these
trying circumstances.
Accordingly I went up-stairs, found in
the attic sundry pillows and bolsters, and
carried them kitchenward.
"Here," I said, "wake yourself a bed'
on the settee yonder, and be easy for the
night. No one will follow you in such a
terrible storm as; this, and no doubt grand
in will assist you when he returns home.
Good night."
"Good night, and God bless you, Miss,"
still speaking in a very husky whisper.—
And so I left him.
But I did not go up stairs to my bed-
room. I intended for that night to re
main dressed, and sit up in grandpa's arm
chair, with candles and a book for company.
Therefore I locked the door, took the most
comfortable pu , ition, and opening a vol
ume, cotnpu,edtnyself to read.
Heading I f,AI asleep. How long I
slept I cannot tell. I was awakened by a
low sound like the prying of a chisel.
At first it mixed with my dream so
completely that I took no hoed of it, I?pt•
at loot I understood that some one was at•
work upon the lock of the door.
I sat perfectly motionless, the blond
curdling in my veins, and still chip. chip,
chip, went the terrible little instrument,
until at last, I knew whence the sound
came.
Back of the sitting-room was grandpa's
study. There, in a great old-fashioned
chest, were stored the family plate, grand
ma's jewelry, and sundry sums of money
and valuable papers. The safe itself stood
in a closet recess, and at the closet the
thief W:l4 now at work.
The thief—ah, without doubt, the negro
I bad fed and sheltered.
l'erhaps the next act would be to murder
me if I listened. The storm was still
raging, but though the rotd was lonely,
better that than this house with such hor
rible company. I couldn't save my grand
father's property, but I could save my own
life.
I crept moss the room and into the ball
and to the door. Then, sillily as I could,
I unfastened the bars and bolts, but, alas !
one was above my reach I waited and.
listened. Then I moved a hall chair to
the spot and climbed upon it. In doing
so I struck my shoulder against the door
frame.
It was a slight noim, but at that mo
ment the chip of the chisel stopped. I
heard a gliding foot, and, horror of hor
rors, a man came in from the study, sprung
toward me, and clutched me with both
hands, holding my arms as in a vise, while
he hissed in my ear : —You'd tell, would
you ? You'd call help ? You aught bet
ter have slept, you had ; for, you see,
you've got to pay for waking I'd rather
hey left a chick like you off; but you know
me now, and I can't let you live."
I stared in his face with horror, mingled
with an awful surprise ; for now that it
was close to me I saw, not the negro, but
our own hired man. Anthony—Anthony,
horn had supposed to be miles away
.with Hannah. He was little more than a
youth, and I had given him niauv a present,
and had always treated him well.
I pleaded with him kindly
"Anthony, I never did yoii any harm ;
lam young ;lam a girl. Don't kill me.
Anthony Take the money; don't kill
me, for poor grandma's sake.
"You'll tell on me." said A.utlimty dog•
Redly; "likely I'd be caught. No, I have
got to kill you " •
As he spoke he took his hands fr An my
shoulders, and clutched my throat fiercely.
I had time to utter one suffocating shriek,
then I was struggling, dying, with sparks
in my eyes, and a sound of roaring water
in any ears, and then—what had sprung
upon my assassin, with the swift silence of
a leopard ? What had clutched me from
behind, and stood over him with some
thing glittering above his heart ? The
mist cleared away—the blurred mist that
had gathered over my eyes; as sight re
turned I saw the negro with his foot upon
Anthony's breast.
The fugitive whom I had housed and
fed had saved my life._
Then ten minutes after—ten minutes in
which but for that poor slave's presence 1
would have been hurried out of life—the
rattle of wheels and the tardy feet of old
Ajax were heard without, and my grand
parents were with me.
It is needless to say that we were not
ungrateful to our preserver; needless, al
so, to tell Anthony's punishment.
It came out during his trial that he had
long contemplated the robbery; that, the
absence of my grandparents appearing to
afford an opportunity, he had decoyed
Hannah away with a lie, and hid in the
study. He knew nothing of the negro's
presence in the house, and, being naturally
superstitious, had actually fancied my pro
tector a creature from the other world, and
submitted without a struggle.
Long ago—so we heard—the slave, a
slave no longer, met his wife and children
beyond danger ; and, now.that the bonds
are broken fur all itothis free land, doubt
less his fears are over, and he sits beside
his humble Canadian hearth when eventide
comes.
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Col. Ingersoll on Love.
Some people tell me, your doctrine about
loving, and wives, and all that, is splendid
for the rich, but it won't do for theOt.
I tell you to-night, there is more love
in the homes of the poor, than in the pal
aces of the rich. The meanest hut, with
love in it, is a palace fit for the gods and
a palace without love, is a den only fit fir
wild beasts. That is my doctrine ? You
cannot be so pior that you cannot help
somebody. Good nature is the cheapest
commodity in the world; and love is the
only thing that will pay. 10 per cent. to
borrower and lender both. Do not tell
me that. you have got to be rich! We
have a false standard of greatness in the
-United States. We think here, that a
man must be great, that he must be noto
rious, that be must be wealthy, or that
his name must be on the putrid lips of
Rumor. It is all a mistake. It is not
necessary to be rich, or to be great, or to
be powerful, to be happy. The happy
man is the successful man. Happiness is
the legal tender of the soul. Joy is
wealth.
It is not necessary to be great to be
happy, it is not necessary to be rich to be
just and generous, and to have a heart
filled with divine affection. No matter
.whether you are rich or poor, treat your
wife as though she were a splendid flower
—and she will fill your life with perfume
and joy. And do you know, it is a splen
did thing to think that the w - iman you
really love will never grow old to you ?
Through the wrinkles of time, through
the mask of years, if you really love her,
you will always see the face you loved and
won. And a woman who really loves a
man, does not see that he grows old ; he
is not decrepit, to her ; he does not trem
ble ; he is not old ; she always sees the
same gallant gentleman who . won her
hand and heart. I like to think of it •in
that way; I like to think love i 3 eternal.
And to love in that way, and then go
flown the hill of life together, and as you
go down hear, perhaps, the laughter of
grandchildren, and the birds of joy and
love sing once more in the leafless branches
of the tree of age. I believe in the fire
side. I believe in the democracy of home.
I believe in the republicanism of the fain
ily. I believe in liberty, equality and
lave.
Never Forget.
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which u
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sful b u:ninrensea when h
sm antoi d m?
two was
eighteen, which were ever afterward of
great use to him, namely:
"Never forget anything, "never lose
"
Au old lawyer sent him with an im
portant paper, with certain instructions
what to do with it. "But," inquired the
young wan, "suppose I lose it; what shall
I do then ?"
"You must not lose it !"
"I don't wean to," said the young man,
"but suppose I should happen to ?"
"But I say you must not happen to; I
shall make no provision for any such
oc
currence; you must not lo,ie it :"
Tuis put a new train or thought inty
• the younr , man's mind, and he found that
if he was determined to do a thing, he
could do it. He made such provision
against every contingency that he never
lost anything. He found this equally
true about fogetting. If a certain matter
• of importance was to be remembered, he
pinned it down in his mind, fastening it
• there and made it stay. He used to say :
"When a man tells mo he forgot to do
something, I tell him he might as well
have said, I do not care enough about
your business to take the trouble to think
of it again."
I once had an intelligent young man in
may employment who deemed it sufficient
for neglecting any important task to say,
"1 forgot it." I told him that would not
answer in the case. If he was sufficiently
interested, he would be careful to remem
ber. It was because be did not care
enough that he forgot it. I drilled him
with this truth. He worked IZR me three
years, and during the last of the three he
was utterly changed in this respect. He
did not. forget a thing His forgetting,
he found, was a lazy and careless habit,
which be cured.
The Wife's Victory.
For half an hour before the circus
opened yesterday an anxious looking mid
dle-aged wan was observed walked around
nervously, as if he had a free ticket and
was afraid the show was on the pint of
busting up. When the ticket wagon
was opened he made a rush fur it and
bought a pasteboard, but while on his way
to the tent. ticket in hand, a woman
dodged into the procession, viva his col
lar, and for half a minute the air seemed
full of heels.
"Going to the circus. eh I' exclaimed
the woman as she slammed him around
"Sneaked out of the back way and made
a bee-line fur here did you ?"
"Let up on me—ztop—for hz.,aven's
sake! stop this disgraceful conduct 1"
-Gentlemen," she said to the crowd, as
he held up one foot and then the other,
•'see them shoes ? Iv'e worn 'em better
nor a year, and there hain't nothing left
but the heels and shoe strings. All the
children are just as bad off, and we don't
have half enough to eat That explains
why I'm bouncing him—Why I'll make
his good for-nothing heels break his good
i;n• nothing neck !"
They fell over a rope as she grasped
him, and in the confusion he broke away,
leaving the ticket on the ground, A buy
handed it to her, and wiping the mud off
her nose with an apron, she said :
"I hain't seen nu giraffes, nor clowns,
nor snakes, nor hyenas for twenty-five
years, and being this 'ere ticket is bought
walk in and view the gorgeousness.
and the children shall come to night if I
have to pawn the washtub to raise the
money !"
AN infidel is generally one who wants to
get God out of the way, so that he can have a
good time all to himself and no questions
asked.
THERE is something nice about the bal
ance cf trade. A worthy farmer who comes
to town loaded with new wheat almost
always goes home loaded with old rye.
WHENEVER you have ten minutes to
spare go bother some one who hasn't.
Tile Dying Tramp
Ll' MR. SMITH
The eve of day was being shut beneath its
western lid
When a guest arrived at a cottage door in a
wealth of ivy hid ;
No band was stretched to welcome him, no
voice was raised to greet
This veteran of the tireless host that live upon
the street.
For many a man of his turn of mind had been
that way before,
And the little woman had often vowed she
never would heed them more.
He leaned against the arbor, heaved a subter
ranean sigh,
And asked, with the air of a broken man, "if
he might lie down and die
Beneath that rustling :vv, mid the tun's de
clining rays,
And close his eyes in a spot so like the home
of his early days.
'Twas on a distant river's bank, my mother's
home and mine, •
In a village whose name you may have heard
—'Old Bingen on the Rhine.'
But my mother married a nobleman, and I
was set adrift
To earn my bread by the sweat of my brow
in many a grievous shift;
And when I arrived at man's estate I turned
to the golden West
When the Star of Hopes seemed beckoning me
across the Ocean's crest.
I've struggled mid encouragements, I've strug
gled with despair,
Wheo the only hour I spent in paace was the
one I spent in prayer.
I've prospered and I've failed in turn, with
Fortune's fickle breath,
Till now in seeking the land of my birth I fear
I've found death.
Right over yonder, gentle friend, that house
in the locust trees,
Where the Universalist parsoti lives, they gave
me poisoned cheese,
I suppose it's a part of their creed to think
'twas better for all concerned
To give me a boost to the only bourne whence
a tramp has never returned.
I know my life-work's ended ; there's a rattling
in my throat,
And my vitals feel as though I'd swallowed
an animatad goat.
Tell nay sister—"here she stopped the man,
and soothed him as he lay,
"I'll go and get the doctor, just half a mile
away."
The sufferer rolled his bloodshot eye—
more than he could ask ;"
And the gratitude of that hollow voice would
sweeten a vinegar cask
Though her feet were tired, she hastened on,
fur her strength was from above,
And a labor of pity is nearly or quite as light
as a labor of love.
The professional man began to frown at the
mention of the case,
And taking her in, they started off at a more
than professional pace.
It was all too true, his spirit had fled,. but his
carcass had done the same,
And the missing silver testified he had won
his little game;
But that wasn't all, on the kitchen door they
found an inscription in chalk,
Which showed that the vagabond knew how
to write as well as he knew how to talk,
fwas true my life-work's ended, but death
I still decline ;
It ain't so easy to kill a man from Bingen on
the Ethir.e.'
The average Bingen s r, with a half-inch
lithe .
Can reel off a dirge of fourteenrhymes with
out once taking a rest.
Then how could you think that a• seasoned
tramp, who can live for a week on grass,
Would yield to a spoonful of arsenic or au
ounce of pounded glass ?
We're not that sort, I'll go you, now, my
spoons against your stamps,
Twould ruin a wholesale druggist to poison
a dozen tramps."
The evening "blacked the eye" of day and
hung out her silvery lamp,
And the Man in the Moon with a kindly leer
looked down on a prostrate tramp
In a sheltered nook by an old stone wall,
where the snakes and wild flowers grew,
With his mouth wide open and eyes well shut,
he hauled in the evening dew.
Though the spoons were his pillow, the earth his
couch and his garments covered with dust,
Yet his sleep, if not sweeter, was certainly
deeper than most of the "sleep of the just."
Treatment for Consumptives.
The illedo'cal Rec'ird contains the de
tails of a treatment for consumptives that,
eo far, has been very promising in its re
sults: The theory of cure is to clear the
lungs by a mechanical efFirt, chiefly man
ipulating the muscles of the throat so as
to cause more forcible breathing; second,
to establish perfect digestion; third, to
promote a process of healing the tubercles,
so they shall become chalky or calcified
masses; fourth, to compel the patients to
take plenty of fresh air, sunlight and out
door exercise. To secure Ferfect diges
tion, a special diet is ordered in every case,
and the food is changed as the power of
assimilating it improves.
To promote the calcifying of the tuber
cles, the salts of lime, which are found in
most vegetable and animal food, must be
supplied in a soluble condition ; the theory
is that too much heat in ordinary cooking .
destroys the natural combination of these
salts with albumen and renders them in
soluble to a weak digestion. Out-door ex
ercise is regarded as so important that the
patients arc instructed to go out in rain,
snow, dampness, or even night air or dew,
the habit thus acquired neutralizing the
danger of catching cold from such ex-
posure. Only strong head winds and ex
creme hot weather need be guarded against.
The patients sleep with the windows open,
summer and winter.
A Minneapolis physician, whose cin
chona, recipe for the cure of drunkards re
cently attracted attention, recommends this
highly carbonaceous mixture in the treat
meat of consumption . One-half pound
finely . cut up beefsteak (fresh); one dram
pulverized charcoal; four ounces pulverized
sugar ; four ounces rye whisky ; one pint
boiling water. Mix all together, let it
stand in a cool place over night, and give
from one to two teaspoonfuls, liquid and
meat, before each meal. The value of this
method of supplying a sufficiency of car
bon in a form that may be readily appro,
priated is obvious.
"WHERE is my angel ?" asks a poet.—
Ten to one she is lying on a lounge read•
ing a sensational novel, while her mother
is frying slap jacks for supper in the
kitchen. Poets' "angels," are that char
acter of girls.
lIE was a countryman and he walked
along our busy thoroughfare and read a
sign over the door of a manufacturing es
tablishment, "Cast Iron Sinks." It made
him mad. He said that any fool ought to
know that.
THE spirit of emulation in funerals is
in strict obedience to public sentiment.
Coming from the funeral of a friend,a Dan
bury young woman said to her mother : "Did
you ever see such a cheap-looking corpse ?"
AN exchange asks : "If there's a s place
for everything, where is the plaeo for the
boil ?" It has been said that the place for
such an ornament is on some other fellow.
And we don't think a better location can
be discovered!
The Effects of Stimulants ,
The action of stimulants in so far as
they effect the system and tissues, says the
London 7elegraph, is but imperfectly un
derstood, and the question of its elimina
tion from the body or its retention and
oxidation there, has been angrily debated.
It was long supposed, even by experienced
chemists and physicians, that alcohol
passed from the system wholly unchanged,
acting while there only as a stimulant.
Some valuable scientific evidence was given
a short time ago upon this point before
a committee of the House of Lords. Ac
cording to the opinions expressed by the
eminent authorities examined, the view
that alcohol is eliminated from. the organs
unchanged is now no longer held, but is
wholly refuted by the result of experi
ment. Prof. Binz, of Bonn, Germany, has
conclusively demonstrated that, to the ex
tent of two ounces, pure alcohol is ab
sorbed into the system, and oxidizes there,
this oxidization producing the agreeable
feeling of warmth and comfort which in
duces many persons to drink spirits. To
this extent, too, it may be regarded as
food, producing, as it does, a definite
amount of certain fluans of force. Accord
ing to Dr. Brunton, alcohol in stnall
doses, increases the gastric secretion, and
thus promotes and aids digestion. As a
theraputie, agent, medicinally used, it has
a powerful and beneficial effect. In faint
ing of the heart, constitutional or tem
porary, owing to shock or otherwise, al
cohol stimulates and rouses the process
of circulation. Contrary to expectation,
it lowers the temperature of the body
when administered to persons suffering
from fever. In the form of pert wine it
has a valuable, sofothing effect upon the pa
tient, reducing the burning heat of the
blood, end calming the delirium of' the
brain It has also the power of arresting
fermentation and preserving animal mat
ter, while it seems to binder the develop
ment of organic disease germs in certain
zymotic maladies. This fact is of the ut
most possible importance, though, as yet,
but insufficiently understood and investi
gated. There can be little doubt that the
use of stimulants—of' course, in modera
tion—does, as Dr. Farr implies, act as a
preventive of infection and contagion with
those who temperately indulge in good
wine or even pure spirits. On the other
band, an excessive indulgence in these
powerful and stimulating beverages pro.
duces the most disastrous effects. Caus
ing a rush of blood to the surface of the
body, it leaves the internal organs cooler,
the cooler the external air, the greater
the liability of the system to be chilled
down. It further contributes, when taken
regularly in large quantities, to the de
generation of the tissues which compose
the principal organs of the system, such as
the liver, the heart, the spleen and the
kidneys. When the degeneration has al
ready commenced, owing to incipient di
sease, it hastens the destructive process,
and, of course, shortens considerably the
lire of the drunkard or dipsomaniac. The
tendency of dram drinking to produce di
sense among the poorer classes is addition
ally enhanced by the fact that the spirits
they drink are adulterated, and, the vile
concoctions they occasiGnally swallow are
a frequent cause of illness, apart from the
indulgence itself. Even middle-class peo
ple should be careful of the wine they are
in the habit of' drinking ; for M. Pasteur,
in his work Maladies des Fins, shows that
poor wines undergo a peculiar change, of
the nature of a disease, and this, Dr. Farr
points out, accounts for many of' the sad
consequences of excessive drinking.
Irrespective, however, of all medical
and scientific testimony as to the beneficial
• , "Twere
effects of stimulants when taken in modor
ation, there is one decisive test which has
long ago settled the question. The uni
versal experience of mankind throughout
centuries in various c , editions and under
all circumstances is conclusive as to the
necessity of a beverage partaking of the
nature of a food and stimulant. It is only
reasserting a commonplace truth to say
that the 5,000 individuals who annually
kill themselves by indulgence in excessive
drinking are merely so many cautions
against intemperance, and furnish not a
single argument in favor of total absti
nence. As reasonable would it be to pro.
hibit the employment of chloroform as an
aesthetic because, if carelessly administered
it is sometimes fatal ; or, forbid the use of
strychnine as a medicine because, uneau
tiously taken, it is a virtual poison. To
abstain wholly from the use of wine and
fermented liquors through fear of becom
big a drunkard is about as logical as never
going near or on a river f.,r fear of drown
instead of learning to swim. Besides
this, the implication that a man must be
either a hltal abstainer or au habitual
drunkard is tiischievouia:ol this!, editible
to rational being, , . Tac w sest or myn and
the most renowned of nations h:►v,; e ve r
enjoyed in mo feral ion the "goods the gods
provide." Ffoin the sy of Pl a t e
tr.► the meetings at the Mermaid, where the
assembly included Shakespeaae au:l li?ti
Jenson, the wisest, wittiest ; and worthiest
of mankind have ever foand inspiration,
while they derived pleasure, from a genial
cup of wine. 'Mn,".i says Dr. Farr; has
many wants. • Ile requires water, but only
a certain quantity Ho requires meat
and bread, but in definite quantities. Ile
requires wine; but also only a certain
quantity precisely as a steam engine re
quires water and fuel in certain propor
tions Man supplies these needs automat
ically. Ile has appetites:and desires, and
ho measures his wants. But all these have
to be regulated by a higher faculty. He
must guage his wants by his reasons, and
judge of what is necessary fir him by re
pealed experience. Herein too, lies the
remedy for intemperance and excessive in
dulgence in all fleshy appetites and s2n
sual excesses. Improved education, tend
inn to a higher degree of intelligence, will
continue to reduce the proportion of
deaths from drink, and, for the rest, most
persons will agree with Dr. Farr's asser
tion that "the present mixed dietary .of
wines and ales, in due proportion with
vegetable and animal food, while yielding
the maximum energy of life, is conducive
to its duration."
AN old Irish soldier who prided him
self upon his bravery, said that he had
fought at the battle of "Bull Run." When
asked if he had retreated and made good
his escape as the others did on that famous
occasion, he replied, "Be jabers, those that
didn't run are there yit."
"SPELL love," said a young man to his
girl one night. "Y
-o-u," she timidly es
sayed. The courtship had been a pro
tracted one, but they are married now.
IF falsehood paralyzed the tonne, what
a deathlike silence would pervade so
ciety.
Singular Superstitions.
HOW SOME MINERS THINK THEY ARE
FOREWARNED OF DEATH.
T here• are wonderful things to be studied
in the vast labratory where nature has
stored her treasures. The men who kg
in the caverns of the ground and tread the
endless windings of the drifts have their
presentiments of coming calamity, nod si
times feel the touch of death in the very
air. A Chronicle reporter was talking
with an old minor a few days ago who im
plicity believed that no death ever took
place in the mines without ata, warning of
some kind. "You see," he--said,- "death
never comes of a sudden. upon thtt ipm in
the mines. You reporters writcxp acci
dents and tell how something gave way or
fell quick and killed somebody. Now, this
ain't so. There's always some warning.
When I see my lantern begin to burn low
down and blue, I know there is danger
ahead. If it keeps on for a few days and
then begins to waver and flicker, I'll watch
it close to see where it points. Now, you
may set me up for a fool, but what I'm
tellin' is gospel truth. When the flame
leans over (as if it was being worked by a
blow-pipe) and points to a man, death has
marked him. Some years ago when Bill
Hendricks was killed in the Savage, the
flame of my lantern pointed right to him
for over an hour, and when he moved the
flame would turn, just as if Bill was a load
stoac and the flame was a mariner's needle.
I knew he was gone, and told him to be
careful about the blast. Well, he got
through that all right, and got on the cage.
As we went up, the candle kept acting
strangely, and at times would stretch out
long and thin towards Bill. At length it
gave a sudden flicker, and Bill reeled to
one side and was caught in the timbers.
I heard his dreadful cry as he disappeared
down the shaft, and while he was bound
ing from side to side, dashing out his
brains and scattering his flesh down to the
bottom, my light went out. I never lit
that lantern again. It bangs up is my
cabin now and it always will. There's
more in a candle flame than people think.
I'd rather see a cocked revolver pointed
at me than a candle-flame) a revolver
sometimes inissts, but a candle flame is sure
to kill when it starts towards a man. I
must start for my shaft now. Don't give
my name to anybody. There are some
who would laugh at me." The man here
picked up his bucket and walked away.
There are plenty of miners on the Com
stock who have just such superstitions.
Some believe that bad and good luck come
in streaks, just as quartz and propbyry.
For three years past there had been no ac
cident in the North Consolidated Virginia
until a few days ago, when Champion bad
his thigh crushed. The miners said at
once that a "bad streak" had been struck,
and more accidents might be expected.
Yesterday two men were injured by fall
ing thirty feet into the dump. This was
caused by the breaking of a two inch plank
that seemed able to bear a dozen men.—
Virginia (Nev.) Chronicle.
Give me the Lower Berth. .•
' The evening of the third day of the .
case an intoxicated man, smelling like a
' horse blanket, and carrying a dyspeptic
' carpet bag, stopped a street-car at the cor
' ner of Water and Wisconsin streets, and
stumbled in. It was one of' those summer
cars with canvas-back curtains, one of
those ref' igerator cars that make cold chills
run up your tronser's legs to look at them.
A colored barber was standing on the
back platform, and the intoxicated man
handed his carpet bag to him and went in,
reeled up into the corner as though look
jog for something. "Gimme a lower berth
in the middle," said he to the colored
man as he felt around in the corner for
the door-knob to the drinking fountain.
The colored win laughed and told the
man to take a seat in the middle of the
car. There were only a few people in the
car—an old man going to the depot, a
young couple going home from a picnic.
and an old maid going to—the Lard only
knows where. The drunken man, who
was evidently from the country in attend
ance upon the pool box ,at in the races,
pulled off his boots and said to the colored
man. "Ain't yer going to make up my
berth ?" The old maid took up her smell
ing bottle and acted as though she was.
going to faint, llis stockings were old
enough to vote, and his feet would have
been condemned by the Board of Health.
He pulled off his coat and vest, tried to
hang his hat on the bell cord, When the
driver saw him, and leaving the mules he
came in and took the man by the shoulder
and said, "None of that - Boss!" The map,
who evidently imaginetl he wts behind the
curtsies cf a sleeper, said "zihay, eon
(hie) ter, i want to be woke up at Camp
Dug's sur!," and he began to make the
preliu►inary movements toward taking off
his trousers. Sliding his suspenders over
his •hc,ulhlers, his hand had just reached
his waistband when a scream struck him
dumb, and the old maid pulled the bell
strap, and as the car slacked up she jump
ed of yelling flu- a policeman. The driver
reasoned with the man, told him he was
in a street-car and get his clothes oo and
pointed out the depot to him. As he took
his carpet bag and went on, with one boot
in his hand, trying to bowie up his vest
with the other hand, ho muttered : "If
that old won r ►n had kept her curtain pull
ed down, wouldn't have been any tr (hic)
ouble at all. And he wandered off into
the night.—Milwaukee Susi
Manufacture of Hair Cloth.
Hair cloth is wade from the hair of
horses' tails, which is brought, some of it
from South America, but wore from Ras
sia. In the latter country it is collected
at the great fairs of Nisni Novgorod and
Isbilt. It is of all shades of color, and fur
use is dyed black. The poorest quality
sells for about 50 cell's a pound ; the best
for $4, the price rapidly increasing as the
length exceeds twenty-four inches. In
the fabrication of hair cloth the hair is wet
with water, and when well soaked is put
in the loom to be woven with a cotton
wrap. The weaving mechanism is so per
fect in its operation that- Wane of the hairs
forming the weft is missed, the devise set
ing upon it continues to work until it has
grasped it, all the other parts of the ma
chine standing still.
IN blissful ignorance of the recent visit
of the stencil marker, he sat down on a
cotton bale to watch the passing, atlizzerz.
Now he is more puzzled about mailing
the color of his pearl eassimerea than lie is
to aceount for theirdbeins bearing a five
inch D in a nine intik anal .
.
PKitaA ps there is Dan* she wide
world so insocept umbras
that has causectsq mash'iiiiiiiikerated sick
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