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HENRY A. PARSONS, Jr., Editor and Publisher.
NIL DESPEItANDUM.
Two Dollars per Annum.
VOL. V.
EIDGWAY, ELK COUNTY, PA., THU11SDAY, JANUARY 13, 1876.
NO. 47.
Divorce.
Th law has spoken,
Ti law baa broken,
And men hare harkened lta stern decree ;
'The great world wondered i
Two lives are sundered,
Two streams have flowed to the sullen sea.
The past Is in ashes,
And memory dashes
The hopes that were born with the birth of
the years
Life's dream is relinquished,
Love's lamp is extingnisbed,
The futnre is laden with curses and tears.
Death's parting to sever
Forever, forever,
To breathe in a world without fraganoe or
bloom
Death's parting to wander
Alono, and to ponder
O'er dreams that lie buried in anguish and
gloom.
What demon has entered
Whoro angels have centered,
Whero life was as sweet as the glanoe of a
child ;
What flame has o'erpowered
The love so embowered,
The beauty, the bepe, and the faith unde
nted? Ah ! bright was the summer,
When ev'ry now comer
Poured gladness in bosoms of bridagroom
and bride ;
Ah ! pure was each meeting,
Each smile and each greeting,
Each tear that seemed sweeter than honor
or pride.
Their lips unrepeutiug,
Their eyes unrelenting,
They turn from the path that is fairest to
men ;
Hope weary and sighing,
Love bictorly dying,
The visions that were will oonie never again.
O heart ! once foreaken,
Once withered and ehakon,
The world is hereafter a woe and a shame ;
Cold pri lo may enstaia theo !
'Twill bruise tiice and oh fun thee,
'Twill mock thee with throbbings thou canst
not rociaiui.
NOTHING AND NOBODY.
Farmer Giles was rapidly arriving at
tho conclusion ttuit Nothing and Nobody
were tho two great curses of his life. He
was a fractions;, irritable man, but the
two N's had worried him past all irri
tation into philosophy. He meuitated
over a question, which every day seemed
more momentous, in this fashion :
"Either thtre's more lyiu down in
tliis world than I had any idea of, or
science is all humbug when it soys that
wrong (.'fleet 1ms a cause. Dominie's
hoy says so, but he's a varmint iind con
tradicts himself twenty times a day.
The fence was broken down and uobody
did it. I caught that Joe six yards from
the smashed forcing frame. He'd been
doing nothing and so couldn't have done
it. The cuts were tied together over the
clothes line, and fit till they clawed each
other up. Nobody did it. They must
have b eu born that way aud grown np
in a Siamese twin stylo, and nobody
know it. It brats me all to smash."
The farmer went out, still pondering
the problem. He was an educated man,
who took some pi ide in his education,
and didn't like to give it up all at once,
so he thought he would wait further
developments. To understand how the
matter puzzled him, it is necessary to
espl.iin that though occasionally soma
whnt high tempered, he was, when left
alone, rather a mild man, with a great
deal of open simplicity, and an instinct
ive luvo of truth, Ho always had an
idea that telling a lie was a punishment
of itself. He never did it, and it never
wonld have occurred to him, until it was
forced upon his notice, that anvboby
wonld rather lie than bear the blame of
a fault. His own honesty made him un
suspicious aud confiding, especially in
tho unsophisticated innocence of the
rising generation. His great fault was
that when anything troubled Limine
w.is in tho habit of falling into a reverie
over it, and then vanish mildness, and
woe betide tho individual who ventured
to break in upon hiin.
Hi.- went out, it had been said, his
mind a "still next Bermoothes," and
his ryes troubled and dangerous. On
reaching the stable door he spied the
housemaid Sue rushing out with flushed
face, then turning and creeping back on
tip toe. On seeing him she blushed
scarlet but tried to look demure.
'-MVhit are you doing here, Sue?"
"Nothing, sir."
" Who's with you 1"
' With mo ? Nobody, sir. "
"Hum. That's strange. The same
old story. Nothiug, nobody. Ah I You
here, Joe ! W'hat's brought you over so
eurlv V
" Oh I nothing."
"I see. You two are helping each
other. Takes two to do nothiug, eh,
Sue ? And this is Mr. Nobody, eh I I
call that more funny then civil ; but,
p'raps, he's used to it, and I don't know
that you're so for wrong after all."
With which growl he passed into the
stable. He went to where his own horse
was stalled, and turned in evident dis
pleasure to the saddle rack to find cause
lor an access to wrath.
"Dick! Dick! where are you?
Where have you been, and what are you
doing ?"
" Nowhere, nothing, sir.'
" So there's been three of those pre
cious youngsters at that that job this
morning. Well, I don't wonder they
want company, at least I always hated
doing nothing alone when I was young."
Then aloud :
" Who had my horse out ?"
"Nobody, sir."
" Then what's the matter with his
feet? and what's wrong with the har
ness ?"
" No othing, sir."
Nothing ? Can't I see, you infernal
idiot? Do you suppose I am blind,
mad, or what f Can't I tell that his feet
pro sore, and two straps are broken ?"
He eyed the youngster for a moment
with wrathful scorn, and then left, re
aspiog into his reverie.
" Wonderful, positively wonderful I
I've no doubt in the world that that
horse pnt on the saddle himself and un
locked the stable door without a key,
and went off for a solitary gallop by
moonlight. It's the most extraordinary
ease of instinct I ever heard of."
He sauntered along slowly in deep
thought, and nearly walked over his own
little boy, who stood right in front of
him with arms stretched ont to be car
ried. "Why, Harry, my little man, yon
shouldn't be so far from home at this
time of the morning. But, why, your
face is like chalk ; what's the matter ?"
Harry, with a child's acute perception
and retentive memory, associated a white
face with the castor oil bottle, and hav
ing a holy horror of that fluid, replied
innocently :
" Nozzm, papa."
"Ah, nothiug! Well, run home to
mamma ! Most peculiar, that, ain't it?
Now, when I was a young un and had a
face like that boy, I had bellyache and
went for the medicine bottle, and got
over it. But he's got nothing the mat
ter with him. "
He pursued bis way with head bent
down in deep thought, nntil a loud,
ringing, boyish langn brought him to
himself.
"Ha ! there's one of the boys. T'other
won't be far off, I guess, and they're
sure to be playing some little game. Hi,
Tom, what are ye up to?"
Tom, a graceless young Giles, the
mischief-maker of the district, pretend
ed not to hear his father's shout, and
seemed anxious to sneak off; but a
second call made him halt and turn
round.
" What are you up to, I say ?"
"Nothing, papa. I wasn't doing
anything."
"Well, if this wouldn't try the pa
tience of Job. I begin to think it's a
put np job among them all. Nothing
everlastingly; nothing but nothiug
everywhere. It looked like a joke at
first, but a joke played too often"
The worthy man had heard a loud
clattering, and his favorite terrier
sprang suddenly through a gateway in
front of him with an old coffee pot tied to
his tail. The farini r shouted, and tore
down the road, and the more he shouted
the faster ran the dog, lus novel ap
pendage dashing every now aud again
against some obstruction and setting
him off at still swifter speed. Breath
less aud gaspiug, Giles met and stopped
a man round a turn in the road.
" Did you see a dog with a coft'eo pot
at his tail ?"
The man laughed as he realized the
predicament of both dog and owner, and
replied:
" No, I ain't met nothin'."
It was too much. He had it at the tip
of Ins tongue to send the man and all he
met to perdition, but possibly reinem
liering that he himself would bo in
volved, he simply glared "upon him in
silence. The man was tho first to turn
and walk away, wondering whether a
mad man was chasing a mad dog.
" It 'ud be a rare hunt. And how he
looked with his red eyes and tongue
lollin' out ! Ef the dog's as far gone as
he is, thar'll be mischief. '
Meantime tho farmer sat down to ru
minate and cool off. His mind was in a
turmoil, nnd his blood was boiling. Ho
was not addicted to bad language, but
now, though ho struggled hard to kep
it down, his mind and heart were full of
it, and it would, in spite of him, hiss
through his closed teeth liko steam out
of a kettle at tho boil. He divined al
most instinctively what had passed
through the stranger's mind, aud in
view of his experiences of the morning,
it seemed perfectly inexcusable. Hut
he consoled himself.
" He's some idiot out of an asylum.
Look'ee here, Sol Giles, if that dog and
coffee pot ain't nyin' down the road liko
sixty, yon'll eat 'em for dinner. It they
are, then, accordin' to this fool, you're
as bad as the rest of 'em, for you're
chas-iu' nothing. Guess you'd better go
home."
He took refuge there, and finding the
wife of his bosom bustling about the
house, and feeling moody and depressed,
aud confident in her sanity, ho asked
her what was for dinner.
Ho liked a good dinner, and looked
to it for comfort,
" Oh, nothing in particular."
"Served with sauce, I suppose."
Mrs. Giles looked in amaze and won
derment after her husband as he banged
the door behind him, and heard him go
up stair3 and fling himself on the bed,
which creaked under his weight.
" In some of his tantrums, I guess. I
wonder what ails him. He ain't used
to lying down in the daytime."
Aud she anxiously followed him to
make inqniries.
" What's the matter, Sol ?"
" Oh, hang it all, nothing, madam,
nothing. My dinner don't agree with
me before I eat it, that's all."
She left him, according to her rule,
to let him come to himself. When din
ner time came he got up and went down
stairs. Something unusual struck him
about the table, and his daughter Mary
coming into tho room, he asked her,
curtly :
"Who's comiu' to dinner?"
"N-n-obody, pa."
" Hum I" he muttered, and sank into
a chair. The family dropped in one by
one, and among the rest came young
Stokes, a neighboring farmer and an ad
mirer of Mary. The old man greeted
him, but his fuco was thunderous,
though he was learning to bottle his
wrath. He uto his dinner, and under
the influence of tho good cheer his
wrathful mood was supplanted by mirth.
He was beginning to see a joke some
where. When the table was cleared, he
said :
"Stop, you youngsters, I want to
speak to yon all. Go, somebody, and
bring in Sue and Dick, and Joe Davis,
if he is here yet."
They all came, though much puzzled
as to what could be the matter.
"See hero, all of you, I want to tell
you something that puzzled me for a
while. I went out this morning, and
found Sue foolin around the stable.
She was doin' nothing. Who was with
her ? Nobody I That's you, Joe. My
horse is all mud and his feet swollen.
Dick said nobody had him ont, and he'd
been nowhere. Harry is lying np stairs
sick in bed, and nothing's the matter
with him. Now, hold on, wife, I'm tell
ing what he told me. I find Bus tying
a coffee pot to Pepper's tail, and he says
he's doing nothing. Pepper goos flying
down the road, and if yon ask where he
is, he.'s nowhere : for a man he mnst
have passed said he met nothing. I came
home to find nothing for dinner. We've
just disposed of it, and are, I suppose,
satisfied leastways I am, and would
take it twice a week without a growl. I
ask Mary who's coming to dinner to
find out that yon, Mr. Stokes, like Joe
Davis, are nobody. Now, I'm sick of
all this. I want plain speaking, and I
give you fair warning that ' nothing '
aint a thing I want done every day in
the year, and that if I find Nobody,
whether it's you, Davis, or you, Mr.
Stokes, loafing aronnd, I'll kick him
out, and you can blame them that call
you out of your own names."
How a Stage Coach was Robbed.
The Marysville (Cat) Appeal says :
The San Juan and Marysville stage, on
its way for this city, was stopped about
four miles from Smartsville, and on the
road between Finney's Hill and At
wood's new house, and robbed of Wells,
Fargo & Co.'s express box, which is
supposed to have contained but a small
amount of treasure. Hogau, the driver,
informs ns that he was a half an hour
ahead of time, and his team had just
got into a walk from a slow trot when a
masked man jumped np from behind a
bush on the lower side of the road, and,
presenting a rifle at his head, said :
"Stop and hold up your hands."
Robert Wiuans, who oconpied a seat on
the box, obeyed the summons, and the
robber repeated his command with more
emphasis : " Hold np your hands or I'll
blow your brains out." Hogan then
threw down his reins aud whip and held
up his hands. The robber then said :
" Hand ont that box, and be quick
about it." Hogan was some time in
getting the box ont, as there wos a
valise in the way, when the robber said :
"Hurry up." Hogan then threw out
the box, and asked : "Shall I drive on?"
"Yes," replied the robber. Hogan
said the robber spoke in a tremulous
voice, and gave orders with some space
of time intervening, as if a little lacking
iu courage. As he drove on he kept his
eyes on the robber, "with a view of
recognition. This the robber did not
like, and he said: "Drive on, or I'll
blow your brains out," keeping his rifle
leveled upon him. After proceeding
some distance and being out of sight of
the robber, Winars, who was armed
with a revolver, took a route across lots
to tho scene of the robbery to watch
operations. He reports he was observed
and told to stop. At this time there
were two robbers in possession of the
treasure box, Tho robbers broke open
the box with an ax, and soon left with
oil the contents but one paper. The
box was soon after picked np and taken
to Ximbuctoo. Five passengers were on
board the stage t the time of the rob
bery. Company Manners.
You have perhaps seen a sad-faced
wife remain silent while tnose around
her laughed at her husband's jokes, and
were inclined to voto her ill-tempered
and sulky. How could you know that
this genial gentleman, in company most
jovial, is at homo most morose and bit
ter? He is before 'oik hence on his
good behavior ; and his good behavior
deceives all but tlie experts und those
who have been behind tho scenes, where
they have seen the coarse foundation,
and tested the paint and tinsel. His
wile knows the artiUcial composition of
which his amiability is made, but the
stranger thinks it pure, and sings his
praises as a man more estimable by far
than lus neighbors. .Let us not throw
on him, however, an unduo share of that
hypocrisy which we all practice " before
folk." Before folk the poor will pre
toud to lie rich, aud the man who half
starves his family when tho house door
is locked, will make a display whereto
he invites his friends, which even one
wealthy and of high degree would
scarcely copy. Before folk opinions are
modified, dislikes concealed, principles
abaudoned. Before folk everything
which is harsh iu our nature is buried
out of sight. That which comes to the
surface is mild, genial, amiable, toler
ant ; while that which oozes out iu ob
scurity is too often rough, harsh, unami
ablo and tyrannical. Before folk we put
on our silken coats in morals and man
ners as well as in dress ; at home we are
not ashamed of the roughest frieze, and
we allow ourselves jags and tags that
would disgrace us forever if seen by our
more formal acquaintance. Before folk
we aro careful to please, anxious to
charm ; where folk are not we throw fas
ciuation to the winds, and so long as we
aro obeyed snap our fingers at esteem.
Alas for human nature that it should be
so, but this is a true bill against most of
us. Write the moral for yourselves,
friends,
Where Perfumes Coine From.
Our fair readers may be interested to
learn where, for the most part, the flow
ers grow, the sweet perfumes of which
are found in those pretty flagons on their
dressing tables. The chief places of
their growth are the south of France and
Piedmont, namely: Montpelier, Grasse,
Nimmes, Cannes and Nice ; these two
last, especially, are the paradise of vio
lets, and furnish a yearly product of
about 13,000 pounds of violet blossoms.
Nice furnishes a harvest of 100,000
pounds of orange blossoms yielding
about two pounds of Neroli oil. At
Cannes the acacia thrives well, and pro
duces yearly about 9,000 pounds of
acacia blossoms. One great perfumery
distillery at Cannes uses yearly 140,000
pounds of rose leaves, 32,000 pounds of
lasmine blossoms. 20.000 pounds of vio
lets and 8,000 pounds of tuberoses, to
gether with a great many other sweet
herbs. The extraction of the ethereal
oils, the small quantities of which are
mixed in the flowers with such large
quantities of which are mixed in the
flowers with such large quantities of
other vegetable juices that it requires
about six hundred pounds of rose leaves
to win one ounce of otto of roses, de
mands a very careful treatment. The
French, favored by their climate, are
the most active, although the most care
ful, preparers of perfumes ; half of the
world in furnished by this branch of
their industry.
Cabinet Members' Wives.
I mnst give yon, writei a Washington
correspondent, some idea of what an
arduous business falls to the lot of the
wife of a member of the Cabinet. Every
one, without limitation, is privileged to
call on these ladies on their reception
days, and as custom has made the re
turning of all these calls obligatory,
when three hundred additions at least
are made to their visiting lists every
Wednesday, the labor involved in mak
ing the proper acknowledgment is easily
imagined. From one thousand five
hundred to two thousand five hundred
names on their visiting list is the ordi
nary number. Several years ago a love
ly lady, since dead, who then oooupied
one of these harrassing 'positions, gave
me some idea of her daily life, and as her
successors of the present winter are no
less taxed, I will repeat her words : "I
order my carriage," she said, "for
twelve o'clock everyday, no matter what
the weather may be, and begin calling.
Noon is a little early to begin, but I
have no choice, and I continue on my
rounds nntil dark. On returning home
I have no time to rest, but, changing
my visiting costume for an evening
toilet, I go to a 'state dinner party,'
and immediately on the conclusion of
the feast begin my ronnd of gaslight
receptions and balls." So many invi
tations are showered npon these ladies
that they are compelled to keep a book
in whio'i to register their engagements,
not daring to trust the fulfillment of
them to an overtaxed memory.
In any one is amazed that ladies are
willing to undergo suoh fatigue, they
must remember that unpopularity is the
lot of those who are not rigorous in the
discharge of the duties long-established
usage has attached to the places they
hold in society by virtue of the official
rank of their husbands. And it is not
a matter concerning which the wife of a
" Mr. Secretary" can afford to be inde
pendent, for the unpopularity she pro
vokes will include her husband yes,
and the political party he represents as
well. More than one of these victims to
society are martyrs to a principle, and
offer themselves np on the sacrificial
altar rather than make the "administra
tion unpopular. The most heroic of
those tho administration has known is
the wife of the secretary of state, iho
fulfills her every social duty with a
cheerful courtesy which is a perpetual
surprise even to those who best know
her. State dinners on Monday, Tues
day, and Wednesday of each week, a
crowded, reception in the afternoon of
the last named day, aud a luuch for
about a dozen ladies on Thursday were
a few of her home engagements, and yet
the ceaseless round of visiting went on.
Nor does Mrs.. Fish employ a house
keeper, but superintends all the details
of her well oppointed household. Near-(
ly all our "leading bvlrvj," as careless1'
reporters are apt to style them, are ac
tively engaged in some of the niauy
charities a city tho size of Washington
is bound to support. With such a diver
sity of atduous duties how they find
tinio for even a portion of tho rest ex
exhausted nature demands is a conun
drum. I for one give up promptly.
That they do fiud somo moments for
recuperation is proved by the fact that
they do not die or willingly resign.
A Touching Iucident.
Tho Chicago Evening Journal says :
A great city is full of painful iucident.
Not only do wealth, fashion and refine
ment find hero their most conspicuous
expression, but want and wretchedness
stalk abroad in miserable guise, shock
ing the sensibilities of the humane, or
hide away iu cellars or garrets, where
cohl and starvation do their fearful work
upon t'jeir victims. A touching case of
maternal wretchedness and desperation
has been brought to our notice. A
Scandinavian woman whose husband is
dead, whose health aud heart are broken,
md who is without home or friends (as
si io states in a note pinned to the
blauket), laid her little baby a bright,
blue-eyed, lovely boy of four months
at the door of one of our elegant houses
on Wabash avenue a short time since,
the note beseeching the lady of the
house, of whom she had heard as " a
kiud hearted woman," not to send it to
the foundling hospital, but if she could
not keep it herself to secure for it a
home with somo other kind hearted per
sona. The lady is her-self huge hearted
enough to adopt the little one, but her
own health forbids the assumption of
the responsibility. She has kept it
nutil now, hoping to find some one to
adopt it, being anxious, if possible, to
comply with the mother s wisn.
Wait.
Wait, husband, before you wonder
audibly why your wife don't get along
with tno nouseuoiu auarrs "as your
mother did." Sha is doing her best, and
no woman can endure that best to be
slighted. Remember the long, weary
nights she sat np with the little babe
that died; remember the love and care
she bestowed upon you when you had
that long spell of sickness. Doyou think
f-he is made of cast iron ? Wait woit
in silence and forbearance, and the light
will come back to her eyes- the old
light for the old days.
Wait, wife, before you Bpak reproach
fully to your husband when he comes
home Jat, weary and "out of sorts."
He worked hard for you all day, per
haps, far into the night; he has wrestled,
hand in hand, with care and selfishness
and greed, and all the demons that fol
low in the train of money making. Let
home be another atmosphere entirely.
Let him feel that there is one place in
the world where he can find peace and
quiet, and perfect love.
English Butter.
Aa a measure of the extent to which
the adulteration of butter is carried on
in England, it is stated that from one
manufactory alone 4,000 pounds of doc
tored stuff are ascertained- to issue daily,
A om-ious method of sophisticating oys
ters is also practiced in England. There
is a French variety of the oyster in great
repute the Marennes, dredged in the
vicinity of La Rochelle, and the flesh
of which is of a deep green, said to be
produoed from feeding on the infusoria
of the estuary where the osyters ara
stored. An imitation article h alleged
to be produoed in Falmouth by watering
ordinary oysters with solutions of copper.
A Yankee in Syria.
The Damascus correspondent of the
American Iraveler sketches thus a
unique specimen of those few Americans
who have voluntarily gone into perma
nent exile abroad:
"Then he'll do it I exclaimed the
man to whom I had said that we had en-
?;aged Rolla Floyd to aocompany ns
rom Damascus to Jaffa. " You have
been fortunate in securing that mysteri
ous man. His name is worth a hundred
rifles against any tribe in Syria."
Floyd was one of a colony of Ameri
cans who left the pine forests of Maine,
in the United States, some ten or a dozen
years ago, to settle in the Holy Land.
But dissensions, bitter and irreconcila
ble, arose among them in Jaffa; they
were looked npon with hate and suspi
cion by Jews, Arabs and Mohammedans;
their crops were stolen as last as they
ripened, and many of the men, falling
out of work, took to drink. They lost
their lands, bordering the plains of
Sharon, near Jaffa, by a fine point of
Turkish law, and, through the combined
effects of death, ill-luck and licentious
ness, tho members became mad, drunk
and reckless, and of all that devoted
praying band, every member of which,
wnen leaving America, was jusuy iamea
for purity, piety, faith and virtne, there
only remains in Palestine, as far as I
could ascertain, Rolla Floyd and his
worthy and amiable wife.
Mrs. Floyd made friends among the
natives by her needle, her medicine and
her patient tenderness with all who
were afflicted, while Mr. Floyd started
the pioneer express of Syria by carrying
letters and packages between Jaffa and
Jerusalem, on week days.
His fine athh tic form, and ms wonder
ful strength, coupled with his invariable
kindness of heart and mildness of tem
per, soon created a marked sensation
among the natives, for, when finding
them in personal quarrel, and rolling
in the dust like fierce mastiffs, he fre
quently rushed into the crowd, aud,
grasping the two combatants by the
napes of their necks one in each hand
slowly walked down to the sandy
shores of the Mediterranean, and soused
them into the briny surf until promiso
of peace and reconciliation had been
given. Frequent attempts were made
to rob his express of valuablo packages,
but he always managed to capture one
or both of the bandits, and, compelling
them to listen to an impressive sermon
on honesty, he always lot them off on
receiving promises of reformation. By
this kindness, in not turning his prison
ers over to Turkish vengeance, aud his
entire fearlessness, he in time became as
great an idol among the desperate thieves
and cutthroats a, ho was among the
most upright.
With a memory that seems to bo with
out limit, he shortly became entire mas
ter of the Arabio, so that he speaks it
with an accurate fluency acquired by
few not born on the desert. In his
familiarity with the Bible, ho surpasses
all men I have ever seen, quoting from
memory almost any verse that runy bo
called for between Genesis and Revela
tions. It is asserted by those who have
known him intimately for years, that
they have never seen him display nnger,
surprise or boisterons mirth. Traveling
as a missionary throughout the entire
length and breadth of Palestine, and bo
comiug familiar with every lake, hill,
valley, cave, stream and mountain men
tioned in the Bible, he is to-day the best
informed in biblical history und typog
raphy of auy man living. The American
government has twice offered him a con
sulship ; but his reply has been: "I
shall make less money, but perform more
labor among tho poor children of God,
by remaining in the field."
Once every mouth he regularly makes
his appearance in Jerusalem, and takes
his seat in the East as the W. M. of the
Royal Solomon Mother Lodge, F. A. M.,
which position ho has long held by tho
unanimous vote of tho members.
M, Quad's Free Press Currency.
The owners of the steamship L'Amer
ique had better make a canal boat of her.
A Brooklyn woman whose house had
been robbed made out an inventory for
the police, and finished up with " A
box of good matches and some salt in a
bag."
One handsomo girl in a dry goods
store will make every man in town fuel
like buying Ins wife a dress.
" How tall is a tall girl ?" asks an
Eastern paper. Foot up her millinery
bill and multiply it by the cost of her
mg bing stockings.
Let's go to raising ostriches. A clear
profit of 100,000 a year just as soon as
you get enougU ostricnes.
French judges have decided that no
oorpse can be oremated unless tho de
ceased, wnen living, expressed a distinct
wish to be ashed up.
People would be much healthier, we
learn from Hall's Journal of Health, if
they ate more onions. The American
nation has one leading trait. They peril
their health out of respect to other peo
ples noses.
Love and Labor,
Love lives to labor ; it lives to give
itself away. There is no suoh thing as
indolent love. Look within your heart
and see if this is not tnrc. If yon love
any one truly and deeply, the cry of
your heart is to spend and be spent in
the loved one's service. Love would die
if it could not benefit. Its keenest suf
fering is met when it finds itself unable
to assist. What man could see the wo
man he loves lack anything, and be
nnable to give it to her and not suffer ?
Why, love makes ouo a slave 1 It toils
night and day, refusing all wages and
all reward save the smile of the onennto
whom it is bound, in whose service it
finds delight, at whose feet it alone dis
covers its heaven. There is no danger
that language can be too strong or too
fervently used to portray thes ervices of
love. By cradle and couch, by sick bed
and coffin, iu hut aud palace, the minis
tries of love are being wrought. The
eyes of all behold them ; the hearts
of all are moved at the spectacle.
A wornout parent in Chioago has
named his baby Maobeth, beo:tMi b
hath murdered sleep.
The Pope and the Centennial.
Archbishop Wood, of Philadelphia,
has received from Cardinal Anton elli
two letters in response to an application
to the Pope that he allow the display at
the American Centennial exhibition of
works of art in the galleries at Rome.
In the course of his second letter uar
dinal Antonelli says: The weighty and
manifold cares involved in tho govern
ment of the church throughout the
world, and his untiring solicitude for
spiritual interests, have not hindered the
holy father from devoting himself to the
encouragement of the fine arts. Hence
he wonld have cheerfully taken part in
the international exposition to be held
in Philadelphia, under the auspices of
the United States government, in order
to celebrate the centennial anniversary
of American independence, and, at the
same time, to encourage competition in
the imitation of whatever is beautiful in
art and in perfecting whatever is suscep
tible of improvement.
But, unfortunately, despoiled of his
states by the political vicissitudes of
which he has been the victim, he is una
ble, as he has done before on similar oc
casions, to send many articles to enrich
the Philadelphia exhibition. He mnst,
therefore, limit himself to the sending
of a few works from the only establish
ment that yet remains under his sover
eign authority and protection, and which
is fostered by his munificence, notwith
standing his financial straits. Conse
quently he sends a few specimens of
mosaio worn irom tne lamoua vaucau
workshop. To these will be added a
piece of tapestry lately finished by order
nnd at the expense of his holiness:
I trnst that this token of the l'ope s
regard, esteem, and good will to the
United States of America, will draw yet
closer the bonds of agreement happily
existing between the holy see and the
American people, and will testify the
affection which he, the common father,
bears to all the nations of the earth.
Prince Albert's Windsor Pigs.
A visitor to Queen Victoria's farm
says: Passing Irom tno bull stalls wc
camo to tho piggery whore these- beauti
ful small white pigs are bred, and where
we saw breeding stock of all ages. This
breed is remarkable for fineness, small-
ness of bone and offal, and for easy fat
tening, being moderately long bodied,'
rouud and well shaped, having very short
dish faces, small, thin ears, little curling
tails, full ronnd hams, and a thin hide
fairly haired. The pen, in which there
were a number of pigs, was as clean as
a parlor. We walked in, ladies and all'
through the paved yard into the sleep
ing room, tho grunters makiug w for
us lazily. Here the inmates roused up
and moved about in the deep straw us if
expecting to be fed whenever they were
disturbed. Several were so fat that they
could no longer open their eyes ; yet
they seemed to have no difficulty in
moving about. We saw packs apparent
ly stuffed with hay and sowed up lying
about iu the straw, and on inquiry,
learned that they were pillows, one for
each pig, for them to rest their heads
npon whon asleep otherwise they are
in danger of suffocation. They soon
learn the use of the pillows, and then
never neglect to lay their heads upon
tuem if they cau. The snouts of these
pigs were just about at right angles to
the " facial line," and certainly did not
project much further than their ears,
small a wore tho latter. The most ex
travagant picture of English prizo pigs
seemed to have in thes8 their accurate
counterparts.
Bull Bun Battlefield.
James Robinson, tho owner of the
"RobiuRon House," on the Bull Run
battlefield, near Manassas, Va., died a
few days since. He witnessed both of
the memorable battles, remaining on his
place with his family during these terri
ble scenes of blood. His house received
hundreds of bullet, and one solid twenty-four
pounder, which went through a
bedroom, carrying away one post of a
bed, upon which lay a sick Confederate
soldier. He witnessed tho death of Con
federate Generals Boo and Bartow,
which took place within a hundred yards
ot his door, lie saw tno marble monu
ment erected to their memory, and saw
the Federal soldiers destroy the oamo at
the second battle. He gathered up the
fragments aud preserved them, and np
to tho time of hi3 death would give to
visitors to the battle held, who desired it,
a small piece of the marble as a memento.
A Sheep Ranch iu Texas,
All that is needed to start a sheep
ranch in Texas, says a local paper, is two
juckasses, two Mexican boys, ono Mexi
can man, one sack of frijoles (Mexican
beans), soma coffee and a few extras,
1,500 ewes, and twenty to thirty bucks,
and a gun to kill game. The Mexican
ewes, if bought in August, will cost
$1. 50 to $1. 65. A Mexican boy will cost
88 to $10 a month, and the man about
$20 a month ; jackasses 925 each ; the
frijoles three cents a pound altogether
for the first year about $3,500. The ewes
will yield from two and a quarter to two
and a half pounds of wool eacu,
which will bring about twenty-four cents
per pound, aud then come the lambs,
which will double the herd if properly
taken care of. A man then has from his
investment of $3,500, 3000 sheep, and
upward of $900 from the sale of the
wool.
Indians for the Centennial.
Director General Goshorn, of the
Centennial exposition, has received a
communication from a Sin Franciscan,
named McDonald, which communication
bos been referred to the commissioner of
Indian affairs. McDonald has for a long
time been drilling a band of Indians
from nearly every tribe, and desires to
bring a detaohment of hU troops, con
sisting of nine members, male aild fe
male, to Philadelphia for tho purpose of
exhibiting them at the centennial; and
he challenges the world to excel them in
military science and drill. His object
in exhibiting them is to demonstrate the
fact that poor Lo cau, under proper dis
cipline, become an expert in military
science, and can be utilized for border
defence. Mr. McDonald has, doubt-
final destination of his communication
will probably b the watt basket.
Items of Interest.
When a man thinks the world owe)
him a living he generally quits working
for it.
The professional contortionist leads a
hard life; he has to twist every way to
make a living.
In Waterloo, Iud., recently, a milk
man found a bunch of shingles in his
cowyard one morning bearing the in
scription : " Shingle your cows."
"Go out, young man; she's not
here 1" said an Owego preacher, in the
midst of his sermon, to a youth whom
he saw standing hesitatingly in the door
way. During the past year free high schools
have been in operation in one hundred
and sixty towns in Maine, to which
State aid was granted to the amount of
$40,000.
A factory is to be started in Nevada
City for the manufacture of a newly in
vented explosive, compared with which,
it is said, giant powder is an insignifi
cant destroyer.
" Look here, Jim, there's a hole
knocked out of this bottle you gave
me." "Why, not at all; there's the
hole in it now. If it was knocked out,
how could it be there ?"
The shipments of buttei from St. Al
bans, Vt., for the year 1875 aggregate
51,963 tubs or about 2,598,150 pounds.
The shipments of last year exoeeded
those of the present year by 4,010 tub
or about 200,000 pounds,
If tnrnips or cabbages are fed to
milch stock at all, it should always be
when they are being milked, or just
after, for then the odor is completely or
nearly evaporated (probably through the
lungs) before the next milking.
Charles Francis Adams Bays, in a letter
to the Quincv (Mass.) Patriot, that
three-fourths of the books iu brisk de
mand at the public libraries are " vapid
and sensational." He thinks that pa
rents ought to guide the children's taste
in the choice of reading more than they
do.
There wore 19,289 deaths in Ireland
during the first three quarters of 1875,
in a population of 5,300,000 tho greatest
morality prevailing m Ulster. Immigra
tion has greatly decreased, 5,000 immi
grants less having been reported than in
tho corresponding period of last year.
A considerable decrease in pauperism
and crime is also recorded.
A New London connoisseur of liquor,
understanding that rum improved by
being sent to sea, intrusted a cask to an
old captain who did not return for three
years, when the New Londoner found
that all the rum had been absorbed.
Affectionately seizing the sailor's hand,
he naively gave thanks, asking; " Can
I ever forget your goodness in bringing
back my cask ? Never, neyer 1"
M. Schneider, the great iron manu
facturer, -who died recently at Paris at
the age of seventy, began life as a bonk
clerk, whence he rose by degrees to be
come solo director of the great iron
works at Creuzot, which supply nearly
all tho French railways with their rolling
stock, rails, and machinery. He hod
50,000 workmen in his employ, and eu
joyod boundless popularity in his dis
trict, which ho had earned by his devo
tion to the social and physical comfort
of his employees.
A dog was bereaved of his master, nnd
became old and blind, passing the dark
evenings of his existence sadly in somo
corner, which ho hardly ever quitted.
One day came a step like that of his lost
master, nnd he suddenly ls:t his plnco.
Tho man who had just entered woro
ribbed stockings ; tho old dog had lost
his scent, aud referred at once to tho
stockiugs that ho remembered rubbing
his face against. Believing that his
matiter had returned after those weary
years of absence, he gave wy to tho
most extravagant delight. The man
spoke. The momentary illusion was dis
pelled ; the dog went sadly back to his
place, lay down wearily and died.
The American Flag.
The flag unfurled at Cambridge, Mass. ,
on January 1, 1770, by the commander-in-chief
of the colonial army, was not
spangled with stars. It consisted of
thirteen alternate red and white stripes,
with tho British emblems of the crosses
of St. George of -England and St. An
drew of Scotland emblazoned on the blue
canton iu place of the stars, which now
shine with so much luster. That flag
was first thrown to the breeze on the
second day oi January, 1776, one hun
dred years ago. The first legislation by
Congress in relation to a flag for the
United States was on Jnne 14, 1777, and
an official declaration that it should con
sist of thirteen alternate red and white
stripes, aud thirteen stars on a white
and blue field the union representing
the thirteen late colonies. This flag is
said to have been first hoisted by tho
erratio and gallant John Paul Jones, on
his ship the Hanger. Captain bamuel
0. Reed, of our infant navy, first recom
mended to Congress the adoption of our
present flag January 2, 1817, which was
nnally acted npon by Congress, April
4, 1818. The designer fixed the num
ber of stripes at thirteen, and the
arrangement of the stars into one large
star, a new star to be added on the
fourth of July succeeding the admission
of a State into the Union. Congress
formally adopted Reed's suggestion, but
left the stellar arrangement out of the
resolution. However, 'the stars and
stripes were hoisted by the President on
the thirteenth of April, 1818, on the
oapitol. Without any legal authority
known, the stars in the union of the
flags used by the War department are
arranged in one large star, while on
naval flags they are set in parallel lines.
It is to be regretted that so little is
known of the history of the banner now
used, or rather that so much of its origiu
is involved in obscurity. Exchang i.
His Amusements. Bays Rev. W. H.
H. Murray: You ask me, "Is pleasure
the legitimate and proper end of life ?"
I answer that it ia tho proper and legiti
mate end of life, provided it transgresses
no law, and injures no person. That is
the limitation and the only limitation
tluit I put touching my own pleasures ;
that is the only line which I allow any
man to map in front of my feet touohing
my amusement.