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Anecdotes of Dueling.
The history of dueling has its comic and
romantic aspect as well as its tragic and its
diabolical. Somo of the excuses given foY
not fighting aro droll enough. Franklin
relates the following anecdote :
A gentleman in a coffee houso desired
another to sit further from him. " Why
so?" said tho person thus addressed. " Be
cause, sir, you smell." "That, sir, is an
affront, and you must fight me." "I will
light you if you insist upon it ; hut I don't
seo how that will mend tho matter, for if
you kill me, I shall smell too ; and if I kill
you, you will smell worse, if possibio than
you do at present." Amadous V, os Sa
voy, sent a challenge to Humbert II, of tho
aino duchy. Tho latter replied to the
bearer of the challenge : " That the virtue
of a prince did not consist in strength of
body ; and that if his principal boasted of
his strength, there was not a bull which
was not stronger and nioro vigorous than
lie could possibio be ; and, therefore, if ho
liked, one should bo sent to him to try."
The French poet, Voiturc, was a noted du
elist, but ho would not always fight. On
one occasion, having been challenged by a
gentleman on whom ho had exercised his
wit he replied: "The game is not equal ;
you aro brave, I am a coward ; however, if
you want to kill mo, I will consider myself
Anion g tho duels which deserve to bo re
corded is, that between tho celebrat ed Irish
barristers, John Fhilpot Curran and John
Egan, nicknamed " Bully Egan." The
latter was a man of immense size, while
Curran was slim and short. The chances
for being h it wore therefore in favor of tho
former, for (as Curran said) it was like
tiring at a haystack. Curran, therefore,
proposed to cxqualizo the chances bv chalk
ing lines on Egan's body, so as to mark out
(Currans) size thereon, and by agreeing
that no shot should count which took effect
outside of these lines.
Dr. Charlos T. Thompson reports in
the Lancet his motliod of treating scarlet
fever. In tho early stage of tho diseaso
the patient is immersed in a warm bath,
and this is repeated frequently as often as
the strength of tho patient w ill allow.
This has at first a soothing effect, but is
followed soon after by such an eruption
upon the surface of so vivid a color, as
to greatly astonish those who have never
seen it before. After tho first or second
bath tho appetite begins to return, and na
tntious food is erven. Dr. T. utatoa fl.nf.
lie lias used this treatment now for' flrWn
years, and lias not lost a single patient by
Z1T Chicago courts tried last year seven
hundred and twenty-threo divorce suits
and put asunder four hundrod and sixty-
nine couples. Of tho successful suits three
hundred and five were brought by tho wives.
TVoav XSloomlield, 3Pn., Tsiimiii'y 11, 1870.
Salth Tanl. " If eating meat shall cause my brother
No meal shall ever pass my lips till moral life shall
O what a blessing It would be, if Gospel preachers
Vi'ho chew their quid and smoke cigars would tliink
and net like a Pul.
Men's chief end ( they preach to us) is God to
And this to do each Christian man avers he'll al
Hut who can glorify the Lord, by breaking nature's
l'y poison sucked into his throat.or ground beUv;cn
All brandy, whiskey, gin and rum, with veivgoance
they persuo ;
r.ut chewing leads to drunkenness, and tliey both
smoke and chew.
For sake of missions and tho poor, your appetite
And what you lose thereby on earth you'll, gain
above the sky.
But If you have not grace enough to let the " weed"
Don't preach against your neighbors' sins till you
forsake your own.
LIFT A LITTLE.
Lift a little! Lift a little I
Neighbor, lend a helping hand
To that heavy-laden brother.
Who for weakness scarce can stand.
What to tho with thy strong muscle,
Seems a light and easy load,
Is to him a pondrous burden.
Cumbering his pilgrim road.
Li ft a little ! Lift a little !
Klfort gives one added strength
That which staggers him when rising.
Thou canst hold at full arm's length.
Not his fault that he is feeble,
Not thy praise that thou art strong s
It is God makes lives to differ.
Some from walling, some from song.
Lift a little ! Lift a little !
Many they who need thy aid !
Many lying on the road-side,
'Neath m Isfortunes dreary shade.
Pass not by, like Priest and Levito,
lleedl ess of thy fellow-nuili ;
lint with heart and arms extended,
Be the good .Samaritan.
My First Patient.
A DOCTOli'S STOIiY.
IIIAD thought my patient ono of the
most beautiful women I had ever seen,
on tho night before, and tho cloar morning
light served only to confirm this first im
pression, foiynlike so many women who
seem only night-blooming flowers, she had
no blemish of complexion, no lines Of time
and care, for daylight to search out and re
veal. Sho was dazzlingly fair, -without
pallor, her abundant hair a perfect bronze,
with those lovely waves and ripples that
art seeks to counterfeit, and her eyes a
rich goldon brown, luminouc and warm.
Her figure was tall and full, and her ex
pression at once noble and feminine. Tho
old familiar quotation came at ouce to my
mind as I regarded her :
" A perfect woman, nobly planned.
To warn, to comfort and command."
Her peculiar conduct of tho preceeding
night puzzled mo, but sho was a woman
for whom it was impossible to entertain any
feeling contrary to respect.
When Tim had left tho room sho thank
ed mo warmly, blushing brightly tlrSnvhilo.
for helping mo on with her littlo play of
tho night before, and then dismissing the
subject, we fell into an easy, delighful con
versation, until, at length, I found myself
speaking of my business, or, rather, of my
Jack ot it, a thing which I had never bo
fore dono to any human being.
" There is (joniething wonderfully sym
pathetic about her nature," I thought, as 1
went homeward, and for tho first time in
many a day tho winter sunlight seemed not
to mock r.io with its brightness.
Wonder of wonders ! "It never rains
but it pours." When I re-entered my oilicc,
thero was an order upon my slate. This
was iudced quite a big sprinkle for nic a
call to tho house of tho great man of tho
Well, it is especially true in a profession
that " it is tho first step which costs."
My call to Miss Farnsworth, who took up
her quarters at tho Darby House and be
camo at once tho fashion, helped me ama
zingly, and I was quite suro sho aided me
whenever she could by mentioning me with
favor. Tho tide had turned with me
I had now only to turn my sails to tho pros
The people of Darley suddenly discover
ed that Doctor Launco was not only a iino
physician but a gentleman, and this gave
nio an entree into tho circle in which Miss
Farnsworlh moved. Of course I fell in
lovo with her. It would have been far more
strango had I not. Sho was a iino musi
cian, and of music I was passionately fond,
and I fell into a habit of dropping into her
parlor, when I was weary with long rides,
and resting, whilo she sung, in her deliri
ously modulated voice, songs sweet, and
soft, and low. I got a way, too, of telling
her of my hopes, my cares, my successes,
and one night, when I had driven all day,
and was, O, so glorisusly tired with hard
work, I told her what a mean, cowardly act
her chance call had saved me. from.
I looked in her beautiful eyes, half shrink
ing for what if I should read thero con
tempt and scorn? But thero were only
pity and ineffable sympathy in their lovely
" You do not despiso mo?" I said, ea
gerly. "No," sho said, softly. "I know too
well what creatures of opportunity we are,
to do that. No," she repeated, "I do not
Thero was somo wonderful light in her
eye, somo heavenly smilo about her mouth,
as sho spoke the word "despise," that
" No, you do not despiso mo, Nora Farns
worth. You love mo 1" I said, with a sud
den triumphant surety, and all in a mo
ment I held her mine, mine, in my arms.
Once before my love roturncd to her homo
in New York, I asked her what she meant
by her assumed illness.
" For that, and tho roasou why I left my
home and came here, you must trust mo
till you come on to New York. You can,
Launcelot ?" Sho laughed as she spoko,
but I could seo a shado of anxiety iu her
face lest tho secret troublo me.
"For that, anything clso in tho world
you may chooso to ask me," I said, with a
fervor that reassured her. "And to New
York I shall como just as soon as I can
bring the money with mo to pay tho debt I
told you of, I can go to my old home then,
and meet Miss Orton without blushing."
" What sort of person do you supposo
she is?" said Nora.
" I never thought enough about her to
picture her," I answored, carelessly. " I
only know I thank her now for giving mo
the chanco to know what I was inado of.
And, yet, God knows, I cannot flatter my
self," I added, soberly. Success hangs on
very slight tilings, sometimes."
Nora slid her soft hand in mino.
"orget that night," she said. "You
never would have dono it."
Nora went back to New York, and I stay.
od behind, well content to labor with so
glorious a prize in view. Such letters as
wo wroto ! Nora has bcon my sweet, sweet
wire, this many a year, but I never think
of somo passages in those I received from
hor without tho swoet thrill returning that
1 1 know whe first I read thorn. I havo a
fancy that lovers who aro never parted loso
the most lasting sweet of courtship thoso
delightfully extravagant, dcliciously ab
surd, and j ot sacred things love letters.
Things went well witli me, and it was not
long before I had tho pleasure of bidding
Miss Nora Farnsworth expect mo in
New York on a certain day soon after tho
reception of the happily written letter con
veying this bidding.
I have no doubt but certain women with
babies, certain young and old, but aliko in
experienced voyagers, thought mo a most
obliging and accommodating traveller on
that trip from Darley, Indiana, to New
York city. Tho fact was, I was happy,
and I could afford to bo good-natured. I
had tho money in my pocket to pay tho old
debt which had weighed on me, liko an
incubus, so long ; I had a profession that
warranted mo in making tho sweetest wo
man in all tho world my wife, and I was
going after her now.
At tho New York station a pair of brown
eyes drew my own liko a magnet. There
was my own sweet darling waiting for me.
How tho blushes camo and went in her soft
round cheek, as sho sat beside mo in tho
carriago ! As wo rodo on, an agitation, un
usual to her manner, seemed to possess her
and grow more and more marked every
The quarter of tho city through which wo
were passing was near my old home. Wo
wcro even on the same street, and when
about to pass it, I couldn't help a feeling
of regret (only for her sake. I will affirm,)
that this lovely place was not indeed mine,
as Iliad ouco fancied. Why was tho car
riage stopping ?
A soft hand stole shyly into mine.
" Welcome back to your own, Launcelot
Launce," said a voice, bewilderingly sweet.
"To all your own," she repeated, with an
emphasis fervent and tender, and like ono
in a dream I entered my old home, where
old Aunt Rhoda received " her boy" with
"Alicia Farnsworth Orton," said my
brown-eyed darling, with a gleam of mer
riment in thoso brown eyes, while sho mado
mo an arch courtesy. "Aunt Hhoda sent
mo after you, didn't you, aunty ?"
"Yes, I did jistdat, honey. An' I reck
on ye've got him fast. Aint dat so, my
boy? Guess I'd better bo helpin' set on
dat supper." And breaking into a mellow,
unctuous laugh that mado her quiver like a
huge mould of jelly, Aunt Rhoda departed.
" Did you think I could come here, and,
driving you out, take that which was right
fully yours, I don't care what tho law says,
without a word?" said Alicia Orton, her
wholo figure expressing a prido that at least
matched my own. " When they told mo
you had gone West, without money or
friends, I determined to find you if it were
a possibio thing. Besides, to tell the truth,"
sho said with a littlo blush, "I liked your
cold, proud letters, and had a littlo curiosi
ty about you. I f und you at last, and
learned enough of you, no matter how, to
convinco mo that times wore none too good
with you. I knew you wouldn't let mo
help you, knowingly, you proud, foolish
fellow, so I had to dlsgui io my name. My
old days had taught tiio, long before, that
fashion rules everything, a choico of phy
sicians as well as musicians, so I adopted
tho littlo ruse you know of, for the double
purpose of soeing you and bringing you
into notice I don't believe that success is
always tho gua'go of a man's merit, but I
saw that you could improve opportunity.
That interested mo, and then and then"
How celestially she blushed 1
"And then you fell in lovo with me," I
said, supplying her hesitating speech.
"And I with you, Nora Farnsworth. And
now again with you, Alicia Orton, and nov
er did a man before havo two such glorious
And I had just time- for tho kiss that seal
ed my second betrothal, when Aunt Rhoda
camo shuffling in with news that more sub
stantial sweets awaited us.
Somo curious developments in regard to
this disease have occurred tho past week
in the stables of Mr. Bickley, in Philadel
phia. Although tho developments have been
comparatively lo.'eiit, tho instigation of
them can bo traced back as, far as August
last, when a dog, supposed to be mad, found
its way into the yard of Mr. Bickley's prem
ises, was driven off, and shot at Fifteenth
and Market streets by a policeman. It was
not known that tho rabid canine had bitten
any of tho stock in the stables, but recent
developments havo proved that considera
ble mischief was effected.
About a month ago, a mule stubborn by
nature, but mado moro so from somo rea
son, refused to bo harnessed, and finally
went into spasms, and remained so for four
clays, at tho end of which timo death put
an end to tho sufferings of tho poor beast.
Mr. Alexander Montgomery, a workman
in the employ of Mr. Bickley, cared for the
mule, which, on once occasion, bit him se
verely on the arm. Tho animal held him
by tho limb so tightly that ho was unable
to extricate it, and but for Mr. Bickley
Montgomery might have been killed. The
latter seizing a pitchfork, thrust tho prongs
into tho body of tho animal, and forced it
to let go its hold.
After this two goats belonging to Mr. B.
became affected with the disease and wera
killed. Tho larger ono ran under a grey
horse, aud rising abruptly, threw tho ani
mal on its side. Ono of tho workmen un
dertook to battle with this goat, but was
chased from ono part of the inclosure to
the other. Ho sought refuge in a large
sized wheelbarrow. Tho result was that
the infuriated beast upset the wheelbarrow,
workmen aud all, and tho terror-stricken
laborer was only rescued by a gang of men
who managed to secure tho capture of tho
quadruped, which was killed after four
bullets had been discharged into its body.
On Monday morning last.a bay horse, worth
$200, died of hydrophobia ; and on Wednes
day last another animal was found dead in
a stall, from the samo causo.
John W. Crockett and James Gibson
wcro able lawyers, and in full practice, in
tho early days of Jackson's Purchase.
They resided at Fulton, in Hickman Co.,
Ky. On one occasion they wero employed
oppositcs of an ejectment caso, before a
magistrate. Tho court was held in a school
houso. Crockett was reading the law to
tho court, and when he got through, Gib
son asked him for his book, saying that the
statute just read was new to him. Crock
ett refused to give it to him on the ground
that it was his own private property, and if
Mr. Gibson wanted tho benefit of law
books, thnro wcro somo for sale. Tho
court ruled that the book was private prop
erty, and that Gibson had no right to see
it except with Crockett's consent. Gibson
was puzzled, but being a man of resources,
ho fell upon a plan which completely upset
Crockett's calculations. Ho stepped back
and found under a desk an old copy of No
ah Webster's spelling book, and in address
ing tho court, ho read from tho speller
bo it enacted by tho General Assembly 'of
the Commonwealth of Kontucky, that all
laws heretofore passed (hero fitting Crock
ett's law,)bo and they are hereby repealed "
Crockett sprang to his feet with, "Let me
see that book." "No you don't," savs
Gibson; "this book, sir, is private proper
ty, and I am not in the habit of packing
law books around for tho benefit of others
It is needless to say froekett lost his case,
Gibson having the cut at him.
tW A cynic by the name of Wright, in
Wrightsville, Wright county, outWest,
on recently writing on Woman's Eights
" It is so seldom that women do write
what is right, that it is no more than richt
that when they do what is right it should
bo rightly done."
Now, if Mr. Wright is not right then he
hd no right to write the above.