11 airship. Little store ql wealth hare I; Not a rood ol land I own; Nor a mansion fair and high, Built with towers ol fretted stone. Stocks, nor bonds, nor title deeds, Ftooks nor herds hare I to show; When I ride, no Arab steeds Toss lor me their manes of snow. I have neither pearls nor gold, Massive plate, nor jewels rare; Broidered silks ol worth untold, Nor rich robes a queen might wear. In my garden's narrow bound Flaunt no costly tropic blooms, Ladening all the air orou nd With a weight ol rare perfumes. Tot to an immense estate Am I heir, by graoe ol God— ■ioher, grander, that doth wait Any earthly monarch's nod. ileir ol all ages, I Heir of all that they have wrought; All their store of emprise high, All their wealth ol precious thought. Every golden deed ol theirs Sheds its luster on my way; All their labor, all their prayers, Sanctity this present day! Heir ol all that they have learned By their passion and their tears; Heir ol all that they have learned Through the weary toiling years. Ileiroi all the laith sublime On whose wings they soar to heaven; Hear ol every hope that time To earth's tainting sons bath given! Aspirations pure and high— Strength to dare and to endure— Heir to all the ages, I I*>! I am no longer poor! —Julia C. R. Dorr. ■ - An Unexpected Witness. George Rankin and family were at their summer residence in Berkton. It was a wai in Juneevening, and Mr. Ran kin was sitting on the piazza when his mail was handed to htm. It was so seldom that he received any communi cation of importance not contained in his daily letter from his business man ager in the city, that, after reading that epistle, he turned to the opening of the other envelop< s with no expectation of linding anything more interesting than a circular, or a statement of some local market. His surprise and interest were therefore considerable when he opened the following letter: Mr DEAR RANKIN—To day for the first time in fifteen years I have heard of you. I learn that you have passed your summers for the last few years in a secluded little village—a paradise of auictnees, called Berkton. I also hear l&t in your little hamlet there is a church but no minister. My friend, when wc were "chums," you could not believe that I would ever be solemn enough to b come a preacher. But a preacher I am, although at present with out a charge. I have been offered a po sition in your city, with large salary. For a certain reason, which I shall not mention, I cannot accept the offer. I desire to labor in the Master's service as long as 1 live, but I am compelled to work in some quiet section of his field. May I ask you to present my name as that of a candidate for the vacant pul pit in your neighborhood? Sincerely yours, JOHN RATMOND. It is doubtful if there had been for years in the feelings of George Rankin anything so near to sentimentallsm as there was during, and lor some time after, the reading of that letter. " 80 he really became a minister," ! said he, to himself, as lie folded up the letter a:.d put it in his pocket. For an hour be forgot to turn to his paper, the memories of those college days was all at once so absorbing. There was very little that Rankin knew about Raymond, though for a year at oollege, it so happened the two had shared a room; they were very good friends, though by no means very luti- 1 male. They were unlike in many re spects. The former cared little for society; the latter was loo! Ed upon, even then, as quite a society man. Ray mond's father was dead. His last re quest was that his son become, like him, a minister. Soon after his father died, leaving barely property enough to support his mother and educate him, young Raymond came into possession of considerable wealth, by the decease of an uncle. From thnt time he was to gratify his taste for elegant attire, pic tures and books; and to keep a team. Though possessing many good qualities, Rankin could remember bat one thing in the life of his schoolmate that seemed positively religious, and that was his invariable custom of offering a morning and evening prayer. A silent prayer, and not unfrcquently when offering it was be a long while on his knees. Tliis apparently sincere act of devotion made some impression upon Rankin, hut less than it might have done perhaps if other alleged acts in Raymond's life had not j seemed so strangely inconsistent with it. If certain impressions that prevailed among collegians at that time were cor rect. his course of life in one respect, in particular, was altogether inconsistent with such a life as that solemn practice implied he led. But as lias been said, there was very little that Rankin really knew about ills room-mate He him self had discovered no vice in him; and their friendship wns not of the kind that led them to make confessions to each other. Yet be had come to think that the opinion which existed to some ex tent, that in the fashionable circles whirh Raymond frequented, he was given to an excessive use of wine, was prolmbly correct. It was said that solic ited by one of the fair sex, whose beauty and accomplishments the time of many was spent hi praising, a daugh ter of one of the wealthiest rssidents of the town, he could not decline. And It was rumored that he hail become i . ] faluattd with this young woman. Ran kin once saw her portrait on the table in their room, where Raymond had in advertently dropped it. After leaving college and entering upon an active business career, Rankin ceased to think much about his friend, and at length quite forgot him Galled to mind again by the application lie had made, which vaguely hinted at some mystery In his life, Raymond seemed more of an enigma than ever to Rsnkinj and moro interesting. Still, as ntueh as Rankin desired to see the low "Rev." John Raymond, and learn more about him, at first he had doubted as whether it would be riglit and safe to ici ommend him ns a pastor to the people of Berkton. These double, how ever, departed after the matter had I rested upon his mind for a few days 5 owing, in a good measure, to the fact that Tor some time after that letter came, a vision of Raymond in the soberer aspects of his oollege life was constantly before liim. And then the letter was an appeal that lie could not disregard ; read ing between the lines lie came to the conclusion that Raymond was very anx ious to get the position he hast asked for. Rankin said nothing to rny one until he had deliberated the matter thoroughly, and the outcome of his thoughts was a confidence of consider able strength in the Rev. John Ray mond. Tnen he submitted that gentle man's application to some of the officers of the little church of the place. The officers decided to permit the applicant to preach two Sabbaths on trial. How lon . it would have been beforo the bell of that church would again have been heard, culling the people of Berkton to worship, if a mimstei had not offered himself, is uncertain The humble building had been so long closed and neglected already that cob webs and mold were seen inside of it, and outside briars and small tree half hid the lower windows, while grass was growing in the path way to the door. And yet within sight of the old-fashioned structure there were a score ol new cottages and more stately dwellings, owned by the people from the city who spent the warmer months in Berkton. There were signs of thrift in everything except the church. The tavern even had spruced up while the church wasclosed, and was able to make quite a respect able appearance among the stylish dwellings of the village. But before the first Sunday of the two that were to settle whether or not the Rev. John Raymond was to lie called to preach in Berkton came, the church received quite a thorough dusting and brushing inside; and the brush and weeds around it were cleared away. The audience that awaited the new minister, and that tilled the house that first Sabbath morning was a motley one, made up of city and country people. There were those in the height of fash ion as to dress; and there were many who had worn the same dri-ss, or bon net, or coal, for a quarter of a century, ami were not aware that their garments were out of fashion until they were worn out. As the Rev. .John Raymond came in and took his seat upon the ancient looking sofa back of the pulpit, two things In liis personal appearance were noticed; these were nn indescrihab.e sadness in bis hnndsome face, and his hair, which wiw very gray for a man less than forty. His sermon was a powerful one; the impression left upon the minds of nearly all his hearers was favorable. After lie had preached two Snbbaths, lie was asked to settle over the church. It was not necessary for George Rankin to say anything in his favor to secure the place tor him, and he did not; but his failure to do so was not owing to its not being necessary, but to the fact that when he saw Raymond enter the church, bethought lie discovered in that per son's melancholy face and his somewhat sunken eyes.unmistakahle evidences that lie was a victim to that appetite which, if rumors had been true, he was doiug all lie could to fix within himself dur ing the Inst year of his college lite. Rut Rankin, like all thereat, became a great admirer of the eloquent preacher; and compelled after a while to dismiss from hiß mind what he came to consider his groundless fears. Where before the Sabbath had been looked upon as a tire some, dull day, by the fashionable peo pl>- of Berkton, it was now thought to be almost equal to any of the other six days. To the old inhabitants of the town the sermon on Sunday was a great treat. If the Rev. Mr. Raymond was not very much in earnest he succeeded in S'ving the impression that he wss; and ie result was an increased religious in terest among all classes. Persons that had never or seldom been to church be came regular attendants. The church became uncomfortably full, and there was some talk of a new building. Church matters had now come to the front in Berkton. And yet, though as a preacher Mr. Raymond wns all that could be desired, there was some dissatisfaction at the stand he had taken In regard to a cer tain matter. When he accepted the call to settle in Berkton. he atated that Ills circumstances were such as to make , it impossible for him to call upon bis fiarishioners or receive callers at his lome. Dissatisfaction at this existed among both the old inhabitants of the Fliice and the sojourners from the city, t seemed a strange thing to the former . that the minister should not visit them, and to the latter that he forbade them I visiting him. Curiosity sprang up ns to the cause of such a remarkable state !of things. And that curiosity was not lessened by the fact that, instead of occupying the parsonage —a small house near the church—the new minister had rented a large mansion that was built by a once wealthy gentleman who, by the reverses of fortune, was at present unable to keep it up himself. It would seem ns though a person who was able to live in such n place might bear the bur den of entertaining at least those of his fiarisb who felt disposed to call upon rim. No one, however, attributed the couiae of the pastor to an unwillingness to bear the expense of entertaining, for though he did ask lor salary nil he could get, it was known that he gave for the benefit of the church and in ways of charity ns much as lie received for bis services. 11 was out of the question also to accuse him ol pride, for although nlwayadignified he was always humble. Diffidence had nothing to do with the stand he hid taken. He was self-pos sessed nnrt agreeable, and yet gravo. He isolated himself to the extent men tioned, and neither gave nor allowed any reason for doing so. He did do as much :ts consent to see all who desiied to ask advice of him, immediately after the service on Sunday, and a moment after the Thursday evening meeting. A man so interesting and about whom so little wns known, and so lltt:e could he found out, is sure to be talked about and watched. It was soon discovered thnt the lights in his house on the hill side, seen through the trees from the village, were often burning all night; another mysterious circumstance con nected wiih this gentleman. Did he find it necessary to study and write all night to prepare for the Sabbath? or did ho have strange visitors who came and went in the darkness of the night? A year passed away, and induing new came to light concerning htm. But what tor u season had liecn simple curiosity was now suspicion—a fear that something must tic wrung, based upon the profound secrecy in which the pastor's domestic affairs were kept, and the change that wan apparent in his looks and actions. His hair had grown whiter, his eyes more sunken, the lines upon his (ace deeper; and there was a look in his countenance that a person m'ght have who was almost at the point where hope is lost. This change Impressed no one so much as it did George Rankin on his return to Berkton in Juno to spend the summer. It be came tho burden of his thought. He was sure that the pastor was waging a fearful warfare with some great evil. He could not doubt what that evil was; and he felt that it was a contest in which the minister was losing ground, and that the time of his utter defeat and fall was near. His conscience con demned him for keeping buck at first what he had known of Raymond. He thought it his duty to go to the offi cers of the church at once ard tell them what he knew and what ho feared of the man who stood over them in holy things, and he did it. By Sunday the secret was generally known. Never theless, the congregation that gathered while the tolling of the bell sounded out through the beautiful valley and over the hill of Berkton to hear the pop ular preacher was as large as ever. Dountless many who were there had more curiosity than ever to hear him. And manv, too, felt genuine pity for the 1 man. The seats were filled, the bell ' ceased lolling. There was a silent, wait ing audience, but there was no speaker. | The pastor failed to come that morning. After remaining a little while the people j left the church; and outside, fir some I time after the congregation had broken j up, there were many little groups oi i persons discussing in quiet and solemn i tones the melancholy fate of their tal ; ented preacher. 1 The day passed and a dark night set in. That night was not soon forgotten Iby the residents of Berkton. The news that flew through the village the next morning was oi the most startling | nature. It was that a woman had been , found at about midnight near the pas tor's house in an unconscious state, with a knife driven into her body near her i heart. The two physicians of the place I were summered to attend her, and I though she still lived they pronounced her wound probably fatal. At the time > she was found the minister's where abouts was not known. About an hour : later he walked into the room where | the still unconscious woman lay. He I had a haggard look, and acted like a i person not fully conscious of what was going on. He asked no questions and i made no remarks: but preserved a per- I feet silence through the remainder of J the night. What his thoughts were as ! he stood for a long while at a time by ; the side of the bed, and gazed at the figure lying up -n it; or when be paced back and forth ia the corridor outside the chamber door, no one could tell, i The knife that bad been used for the dreadful deed was identified by the ser vants as one wbieli bad sometimes lain on Mr. Raymond's desk in his library, and was at other times carried by him. The country for miles around was searched, but no one was found who was suspected of the crime. In the light I of the events of the previous year, and i of present circurastani-cs, the people of Berkton soon discerned who must have j been the perpetrator of the awful act. i They came to tho conclusion that the Rev. John Raymond, while laboring under some dark delusion, caused by a long indulgence in that habit which it was now considered proved had mas tered him. had committed this crime. The once popular preacher bcrnune in their eyes a fiend. There was a deter mination that justice should certainly ! and speedily take its course. At the sug gestion ci some oi the citizens, the sus pected man was taken into custody by the officers of the law, and hurried to jail, to ws't the result of the woman's Injuries. The arrest seemed a great sur prise to Raymond. When the officers called at his house, and in the library informed him of their intention, he pre tended to think it was all like a horrid dream. "Is it possible," he asked, " that I am suspected of murdering my wife?" Then alter a moment's pause lie said: " If I must go and leave her, permit me to remain until an old family physfMan, whom I have sent lor, and whom I ex pect every moment, arrives." The officers waited, and in a short time the physician came, a stranger to all in Berkton outside of Mr. Raymond's household. He came in a carriage of the pastor's, and the horse showed he had been driven very hard and a long distance. Raymond was not permitted to see the new-comer alone. At his re quest one of the other doctors was called in and introduced to the stranger. Raymond called the latter I>r. Walden, and stated he had b"cn his medical ad viser for years; and that he wished him to take charge of the present case.while he hoped the other doctor* would give their aid and counsel. And then as he turned to follow the officers away, he remarked in a low tone: "Dr. Walden, teveal no secret that you know." There was general satisfaction in Berkton that Raytnomi was lodged in jail. And there was also a general ex pectation for days of hearing that his wife was dead. The sympathy for the latter, of whose existence up to that night no one in the place had dreamed, was as universal as the abhorrence in which her husband was at that time held. The announcement of Mrs. Raymond's death, so constantly looked for. did not come. For several weeks she hovered between life and death, and then grew better. The village doctor ceased to attend upon her. And as though the injunction of the Rev. John Raymond to Dr. Walden was meant for them also, to all who questioned them concerning the minister's private affairs they were dumb. While people were wondering at this silence on the part of f.hr*e medi cal men. it was found out that Raymond was at liberty and at home. The only explanation that could be found for his being tree was that somehow the mat U'r had boon Drivntolv settled, nnd the court had ordered his release. There were great indignation and intense ex citement. If Raymond had ventured out among men he might have been severely handled. But he followed his old custom and remained at home. How, men asked, could such a grave matter be settled without a trial ? A trial it was determined there should be. The com t would not do Its duty, the church must not fail to do its down. Raymond was at once snmmoned to appear IK? lore a " council "of the church to answer certain charges. The trial came off in the church, nnd was—as long as R lasted—public. In his " best days" thn Rev. John Raymond never met a larger assembly there than ho now encountered on this, one of his "worst days." He was accus-d of intemper ance. and of making a murderous as sault. To be guilty of either of these unfitted him for the ministry. In sup port of the first charge, George Rankin was a reluctant witness. He testified as to Raymond's habits at college; and in an swer to a question, stated that he bail felt since Raymond had become the pas tor there that lie was n intemperate man. Though loath to say as'much, when nuked at such a t*mc lie must tell the truth. There were enough to testify as to the pastor's singular customs and manners while lie had been in Berkton. One member of the council contended that the bleached linir and sunken eyes of the accused were strong evidence of his dissipation. To sustain the last and gravest accu nation, one of the brethern simpiy stated what was universally believed to be the facts as to the cruel and almost fatal as sault upon Mrs. Raymond. The church closed the present it ion of its ease. Per haps the mnjority of the assembly were no more certain of the minister s guilt after hearing the evidence against him than before. They had no doubts about it when they came into the church; it was thought that Raymond would make a great speech in defence !.f himself. All eyes were riveted upon him, as with a pale fin ill e arose to answer the charges brought against liim. Instead ola long defense, he made a very briel one. "Brethren," said he, "before God, I solemnly aflirm tlmt, since I have been the pastor of this church. I have never J been intemperate; and that I have never made-an a.-ault upon ony person, j I speak the truth, hut I have no witness jto testify in my behalf. Men may have inferred from my manner heretofore I that some dark cloud overshadowed my j life, and one has, hut now, tiiank God, that cloud lias disappeared. Brethren. I I believe I am called to preach the gos pel. Permit me, I beseech you, to eon | tinue my work here, and make only j this demand of me, that, if henceforth ; my conduct shall seem unbecoming a : pastor, and these members of the church j so inform me, I shall resign my pastor ate at once; and lam confident you will I never regret that you gave me a chance to regain your respect and affection. The dead silence that reigned when the pastor had closed and resumed his seat, was in a moment disturbed by the rustling of a dress on the stairs that | led from the vestry up to the audience i room. A person ascending these stairs would, on reaching the ton, come into view of those seated in church, as Un seats face the stairs. The chairman of the council arose, but befon lie could offer what lie had to say, there came into the presence of the assembly a lady | veiled and elegantly dressed. Stepping | toa place in front of the men who con j stitutedthe council, she threw hack hr veil, disclosing a face which, though it j bore the marks of disease or indulgence, I was very beautiful. It was a fare whose portrait George Rankin remem bered to have seen. " I am here," was the quiet reply, "as a witness for the defense. My husband would not summon me, and I tome to give voluntary testimony in his favor. John, you must allow me to speak." The stranger—for she was such to nearly everyone in the place—then ad dressed the council as follows: "Gentlemen, you misjudge as noble a man as ever lived. The charge of in temperance you have made against him should have been made against his wife. The blow that nearly ended the earthly existence of that miserable wife, that yuu accuse him of giving, was ad ministered by Iter own band. I stand as a witness of his innocenee. And not only that, but, as 1 trust, a redeemed soul saved by the entreaties, ministra tions and prayers of my husband, whose patience and kindness have known no limit." A new church has been built in Berk ton, and the much loved pastor, the Rev. John Raymond, preaches to a larger congregation than the old build ing could hold. The pastor's wife has as warm a place in the hearts of the peo ple as her husband ; and is considered a very earnest Christian woman. It must, however, be owned that there are many who believe she is the possessor of still another important secret ol knowing how to he the most charming woman that Berkton has ever known.—Hiring' field Republican. Stories from Colorado. It was nearly a year ago when I>ead ville was first showing what therp was in her. There were several new ly-n ade bonanza kings about Denver then, and among them was a man wiio had prob hly never had twenty dollars in his pricket at onetime previous to his strike. To him tlie possession of a watch was the natural evidenco tire Cary's court-mom. with the rim of his hat drawn down over his eyes, and remarked: "Do vou know me? f ' " I think." replied tlie court, meekly, "that you arc the chap I sentenced for stealing about a year a^o." "That's just the hairpin I am." re plied the other, "and here's f2O for my fine." " But you served your term in jail," said the judge, "and owe no fine." "That's all right, old boy; but I'm about to commit an assault and battery, and I guess I'll settle now. You're the man I propose to lick." "Oh,'that's it," rejoined tlie court, pocket ng the coin; " then you can start In, and we'll call it squsre." The young man advanced to the court and let out his left. The judge ducked his head and, rising up, lifted the in truder in the'eye with a right-handed and sent him over against the wall. In a moment the court WM climbing a 1 over the man, and in about three min utes his face was hardly recognisable. The man begged the court to let up, which he finally did. Asthelelh w was afwrat to go ont Cary went afler him with: "Boe here, young man. I don't think the fighting you did ought to be nssessed at any mom than *# SO—here's *l7 50 in change. I ain't charging vou anything for fighting, but just for ray time. Next time I won't charge you a cent." The rough took the change and the next train for Virginia City. Interesting Flgnre*. A diligent statistician professes to have compiled from official sources Uie following figures in regard to item* of national expense: Salaries ot all clergy men gG.000,000 Cost or .logs 70,000,000 Snp|iort ol criminals 12,000,000 Fees ol til igallon I .V .00 ,000 Cost of tobacco and cigars.... 010,000,u00 Importation ol liquor* <0,000,000 Support ol grog shops 1,<00,000 Whole cost of liquors 2,000,000,000 Tho internal revenue report of the United States government for the fiscal year ending .Tune, 1870, shows that the amount of government taxation for the whole country for cigars, tobacco and snuff, during 1070. was $30,795,330. The number of uigara on which duties were psid in the same period was almost t.000,000,000. Adding to these 110.000,- 000 of pound* of tobacco, manufactured for smoking and chewing, and we have an amount oj not less tl an $050,000,000 a year. Indian Treachery. A correspondent writinif irr.m u-, City, Montana, says: One of the** ** witragedies Whirl, In liUjy to permanently wov#n into the woofTr ..lie, jii.u.ry, I, d™,r,l„,"y l r &' ] wo white men. ingagcd InirJ '• the Mizpali creek H confluent oftfe*" river, were suddenly % nfronN u' party of six or right Indianr. On*V/ the men wasa-i "old timer" in Mont.V nyoicing in the title of "Catfish Rand"*- The other was hia "partner" i n [L trapping venture, and hi* name has raped uiy recollection. According t established custom in like case* i whites waved their hands to the I mil.,!* U, indirale thai they must 100 VUMHiIy. Iwo of the HiiVitj;. „ |„ - 1 upon laid aside their rifle* and kniv* and holding their hands ahove .1.2: heads to show that they were unarm/* drew up to the trappers, the rS' of the party looking on silently at a f ;/ tance. Sandy, who is a veteran Ir.HiLt tighter, remained on his guard not wit?? standing this parade of pacific p Ur J,"' and lie,d a firm grasp upon his rifle' Suddenly he was enveloped in the bam ket of the foremost savage, w | 10 .. tempted to follow up the surprise bv throwing him to the ground. Hut the latter ha/1 reckoned without his host With a powerful effort Sandy threw his hnlf-nakcd antagonist from him, relieved his head from the blanket, and in , another instant had shot the Indian dead at his feet. Meanwhile the other savage was overpowering Randy's part ner. and as the two were wrestling on tie ground, the white underneath, a second shot from Sandy's unerring rifle disabled the Indian, and, glancing, inflicted 'a wound in the arm of his rescued oppo nent. The other Indians fled ineonti ; nently upon beholding the death of their companion. ! A detachment of troops from Fori Keogh was sent in pursuit of the Indians j and captured three of them after a fight i in which one soldier was killed. Three of the Indians escaped a ross th< Cana ; dian border. A Lion limit in South America. In South America a party of English men recently rode out for a Ijon hunt. The South American lion is not r-x -actly like the lions of th<* old world, but he is ferocious, nevertheless. Accom panying the liunters was a peon, or farm lad. named '• Pristy," who was a good rider and as brave as he could be. In a thicket with water all around, the hunters eame up. luring with lassos, or ropes looped at the end. Trotting out of the thickets by himself, Pristy saw a lion, the father of tlie eubs. Tlte lion was moving here and there in the grass of the plain, sniff ing the air and growling. Pristy was such a bold fellow that he nid not cah for help, but rode headlong after his game. Pristy charged at a eaiiop, and the lion at the same moment charged with great bounds. Pristy hurled his iasso and the noose, true to its aim, fell around the animal's neck. Then Pristy put spurs to his horse in order tl might drag the lion, hut the latteT ran faster than the horse, and soon sprang upon the poor horse's flank. There was a terrific struggle. Pristy shouted for help, and the hunters in the thicket rushed in a mad gallop toward the cloud of dust that marked the scene of the combat. Pristy got out his knife and stabbed the lion several timrs, and finally horse, boy and lion tolled over and over on the ground. The hunters soon drew near and killed the lion. Pristy's arm was broken and be was very much bruised. The poor horse also suffered from severe wounds.—Ml adtlphia Times. 1 Ime for Reading. Many busy people declare they bare I no time for reading; but tliey are miw taken. They have all the time there is. and Rome of the world's busiest men ' have found that enough to make thro- Reive* accomplished in one or more de partments of knowledge. The troubk is no lack of time, but wasteful habits in regard to it. Many persons enter tain the notion that one must hare regular and definite hours of the day or week set apart for reading in orderto accomplish anything valuable. There never was a greater mistake. The busiest life has margins of time which may serve. like theborders of the old missals, to enrich and exalt the commonplaces written between. Kilteen minutes in fhe morning, and as many more in the even ing, devoted faithfully to reading, will add appreciably in the course ola few months to oner store of knowledge. Always have a book at hand, and [ whether the opportunity brings you two hours or ten minutes, use it to the full. An English scientist learned a language in the time his wife kept him waiting for the completion of her evening toilet; and at the dinner given to Mr. Kroude in New York, some years ego. Mr. Iteecher said that he had read through that author's brilliant kut somewhat lengthv history in the intervals of din ner. fiyery life has pauses between its activities. The time spent in ioeal travel in street cars and ferries is a golden opportunity, if one will only resolutely make the most ol it. It j not long spaces of time, but the single purpose, that turns every moment to account, that makes great and fruiWui acquisitions i ossible to men and women who have other work in life.—Cbidian I'nion. Breaking Hi* Son'* Seek. By parties just down from Trinity Cento we are informed that a few days ago, near Minersville, diaries Dsvi*. wliilc drunk, tlirew Lis tleven-year oid son out of a window, tlie fall breakint the boy's neck. Some weeks ago Davis wife died at the same place, with no one at liome but the boy, whoso death we chronicle above, and his twin brother, who also died soon after bis mother from the effects of exposure to the cold, his father having forced hnn out into the snow. Chaney PTIB is well-known liere, bavin* a cattle rsnf on Clear crock. It is said thai all the crimes he has committed were perpe trated when he was intoxicated, but that will not excuse their rnonnitv— drunk or sober he ought to null hemp. The corpse of a neglected wife in a chair before a tireless hearth, in a snow-sur rounded cabin, with no one at hand but her two children, suffering with con and hunger—one ol tliwe w?wl/-or phaned lioya thrust out into lbs frces ing storm and perishing from the ffwt of the exposure—the remainingbroinw tosed from a window and instantly killed—these arc the pictures for Charles Davis to contemplate and reflect over. —Saw f-Yanciteo Ckrinicl*.