'I 70 - Willi Two Dollars per Annum. HENRY A. PARSONS, Jr., Editor and Publisher. NIL DESPERANDTJM. ft VOL. VI. Lore. Love is older than his birth So a loving poet sung. How oan he be so old, so yon tig, Born every hour tbroughont the earth t Hearts grow cold, And bells are tolled His heart has never ceased to beat Still his feet are danoing feet. Blazing In his stroDg rigM hand Ib the hymeneal torch ; He lights the bridegroom from tlx poroh To where the priests and altars stand ; Leads the maid, Who, unafraid. Passes then from maid to wife Knows the eeoret of her life I Earth bath kings he kings them all ; Their rich palaces are his ; They were, and are not, but he U. He sees great empires rise and fall, Fall and rise, With eqnal eyes ; Nothing disturbs bis happy reigu, Bo oar kissing lips remain. When yon press yonr lips to mine, Wh t care I for time or fate t Death must pass me by, or wait Fcr a moment less divine. Heart to heart, , We caunot pari ; Henceforth we breathe immortal breath Love is mightier than death. JOHN CADY'S HONESTY. John C.idy was sixteen years old, tall for his ago, very thiu, with red hair and pale blue eyes, and altogether had a weak and sickly appearance. From the time he could remember, he had lived with his uncle, who was a drugpist. Left an orphan at a very early period iu life, hia kind hearted relative had taken him to raise, and when he was old enough he was Het to sweeping the shop And running errands. He increased iu altitude bo fast that his uncle, who was. a short man, was a good deal botheren in miking his wornout pantaloons lit the long legs of the growing youth, but he had an ingenious housekeeper, who discovered the art of making a passable piir of pants out of two old ones. To be sure, the legs did not always har mouizd ia color, but tho difference was no trifling that it was expected Johi. Cady would never be the wiser of it. John, at the age of sixteen, slept in tbe shop. Perhaps that was the reason the poor ftllow's eyeballs were yellow instead of white. And "hia comploxion anything but that of health. Every Thursday afternoon his uncle permitted him to have a holiday; tbe rent of the weeK he was expected t work with tho patience and regularity of a mule in a treadmill, and never com plain, even if he went to bed hungry. His uncle managed his house upon i plan so frugal that nothing was waster that could possibly bo eaten and digested by man or beast. Poor John Cady had many heartaches Ho used to watch the boys play, biv. never found time to join in their sports Gradually he became a quiet, melan choly youth, and grew tip with little idea of' how he was to make his mark iu the world. In the winter months his uncle sent him to night school, and by this means he acquired all the education he ever possessed. But he was honest, strictly so, and notwithstanding the rough lessons he was taught in life, he ever was conscientious in all he did. Like all boys, he had his dreams His uncle could not deprive him tbe pleasure of building air castles, and many such structures John reared while he per formed the drudgery of the shop. In various ways, however, he had earned a little money, which he had hoarded up, until the sum amounted to about fiifteen dollars. This wealth he had acqu red iu his afternoon holidays, assisting a milkman who lived hard by, and who had taken pity upon the unfortunate youth. By his advice John Cady had demanded a salary from his nncle, who bad promised to give him two dollars a week and his board when he should be seventeen years old. John never forgot his friend the milkman for putting him on the road to fortune; am as it wauted eight months of the time when he nhould receive pay for his services, he looked forward with the eagerness of a child to the coming M the happy day. It was a clear, cold afternoon iu Sep tember that John Cady stood at the corner of the street waiting for tho cars to take him out to Q town. Ho hud an old maid aunt who lived there, and he occasionally made her a visit. When the car came along, John ensconced himself in a corner seat, and gave him self up 1 1 castle building. Pretty soon the car stopped to admit an old gentle man, who took a seat directly alongside our hero. He was a man of some sixty years, dressed in dark brown clothes, the pattern of whioh went out of fashion about the time John Cady was URhered into life. A heavy gold chain, with an immense cornelian seal, hung on his watch fob, and a white fur hat sur monnted his white hairs. No sooner ha 1 he taken his seat than ho took out a well stuffe 1 pooketbook, and began counting the notes it contained. Just at this moment John Cady raised bis eyes, aud coming bajk to the realms of the world, gaze 1 at the old man with undisguised astonishment. The pooket book was crammed full, and the notes wre hundreds, five hundreds, and even thousands. Certainly there mut have been 820,000 iu that wallet, and the old gentleman thumbed them over so care lessly that John Cady was sure that he had thousands more at the back of them. He apparently made no more account of his wealth than John did the seventy five cents stowed away in the comer of his vest pocket. The longer our horo gazed upon the old gentleman, the more uncomfortable ho began to feel iu the proximity of a person who could sport with thousands in such a manner. Apart from the sense he had of the Titter incongruity between a man with a pocket full of bank notes, and another with only st veuty-flvo cents, he felt there was a practtoal danger ir sitting so close to exposed wealth. The pooket book by mistake might get into his pocket, a note might get entangled in one of the buttons of his coat, the old gentleman might conceive he had been robbed, and John might find himself suspected and accused. A shiver passed over bim as he thought of these things, and he hastily changed his seat to tue opposite side of the car. A poor and hungry looking woman, who was sitting on the other side of the old gentleman, and had been eagerly watching him count his wealth, immediately followed John Cady. When the old gentleman finished counting his notes, he took a small memorandum book from his pocket and made a note of something, probably the sum total. Then he put the book back in its place, and a few minutes later he crammed the pocketbook in his pocket and called in haste for the car to stop, as he had passed his street. He left the car, followed by the hungry looking woman, and John Cady was tho only pas senger left. Ho watched the old man across the street until he was lost to view, amid the crowded pavement, and then settled himself for another effort at castle building, when his eyes were at tracted by something lying in the straw beneath where the old gentleman had been sitting. John's heart almost leaped into his mouth ; he trembled from head to foot with agitation, and he felt a momentary faintness. It was the old gentleman's pocketbook. John Cady give a quick look at the conductor. Ho was gazing in another direction, and, with a rapid snatch the precious wallet was in John's possession. A hundred thoughts passed through his mind in rapid succession. What should he do with it ? Should he give it up to tho conductor ? Should he call a policeman I Should he keep it and advertise it, or wait until it was adver tised, and then obtain the reward I While these thoughts passed through his mind a sudden impulse reizod mm to get out, and he sprung from the car. "Perhaps I can find the old gentle man," he thought, and he forthwith dashed along the street. Pedestrians looked at hiu. as he flew on his way, and no doubt thought ho was crazy or" in a hurry. Far and wide his eyes wan dered to discover tho owner of the pocketbook, but the old man was no where in sight. After a half-hour's fruitless search he happened to cast his eyes across tho street, and perceived the old gentleman standing on the pave ment examining his pocket3, while his face exhibited much dismav. Ho had discovered his loss. I found it I found it!" cried John as ho dashed up to tbe old man and ex tended his treasure. For a moment neither spoke. It was a strange picture, the old man holding his recovered pocketbook, and John Cady, all eagerness and out of breath, from the haste in which he had been running. The old follow at length opened his arms, and John fell plump into them. The embrace was short, however, for the old gentleman immedi ately btgan to count his notes. When he had satisfied himself they were all correct, he spoke : "Worthy young man 1" he exclaimed. "Honest youth permit me" and he grasped a handful of notes. Then he paused, as if a new idea had struck liim.. "No," he ejaculated, " honesty like this can never be rewarded by a few dollars. I can never repay you. Such conduct as yours is not to be measured by money. 1 shall never forget you. Here,"and he presented his card, "come aud see me to-morrow at three o'clock. Sharp three, remember I'm precise. . Adieu, noble youth, adiou;" and the old follow turned away to hide the emotion which was choking his utterance. John Cady gazed at the card. It was inscribed Phineus Parsons, N t-troet, Q town. It was quite clear to John Cady that his fortuue was made. Here was an old gentleman evidently of great wealth, to whom he has restored a large amount of money. The old man was grateful, there was no mistake about that, for was he not on the point of giving him a handful of notes by way of reward ? He was going to do better, no doubt. Ho had given him his card and invited him to his house, " Come and see me to morrow;" these words rang in John's earn, and he could think of nothing else. He didn't go and see his aunt that day; ho couldn't. His heart was too full of unutterable joy for a commonplace visit to a relative. He turned back to the city, and went to a cheap restaurant to got his dinner. Ho hadn't much appe tito, however, and he soon was at his castle building again. No, it wasn't oastle building this time, it was some thing tangible. The card of Phineas Parsons told him it was tangible. "He means to make a friend of mo," murmured John. " He'll introduce me to his family to his daughter ah I that's it. I'm sure that's what he meant. He wishes me for a son-in-law. His daughter must be beautiful and her name her name is May. I have no doubt of it. I always loved the name of May. May Parsons I What a charm ing name. The old gentleman will join our hands together and say : " Take her. oif. noble youth I She is thine 1" John Cady went straight to his home and took twelve dollars from the spot where he had hidden it. He then went to a clothing store and purchased him' self a new coat and vest. All the even ing he paraded before his little' cracked looking glass, and wondered how May Parsons would like his appearance. He slept poorly that night, and awoke at least a dozen times and wondered if it was morning. He dreamed that he owned a largo manufactory; had hundreds of hands in his employ; that he lived in a splendid mansion surrounded by every luxury; that May always stood in the magma cent saloon to welcome him on his re turn from his business. He dreamed that he had been elected mayor of the citv: that he bad been elected to Von- gross; that they wanted to make hia, a candidate for the Presidency. He dreamed that he owned a whole railroad and a half dozen of the richest gold mines in California; that he built grand churches all over the land and fed the noor bv thousands. He awakened with a shiver, for the window was open and it was (retting light. It was too soon for the shoos to open, but he hurried on hia clothes and ran over to his friend, the milkman, and imparted his good sews. His friend shook him by the EIDGWAY, ELK COUNTY, PA., THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER hand warmly aud congratulated him on his good luck. " I hope uncle will give me this day off," sighed John, "for I must go and see my benefactor." 'I'll attend to that," replied the milkman. I'll see your nncle for you and explain matters. Leave it all to me." How good you are, answered John. "We'll take milk from yon that is, when I marry Mr. Parsons' daughter, May. Oh I we'll be good customers, in deed we will. " The milkman saw John Cady's nncle, and made matters so easy that when he asked for leave it was granted at once, and a half dollar was also placed in the palm of his hand, with injunctions not to spend too much money. Oh I how wildly John Cady's heait throbbed as be got into the street car and begun hia journey to Q town. Three o'clock found him standing on Phineas Parsons' doorstep. Was May expecting him ? A servant opened the door; John entered. Tho odor of a fine dinner pervaded the house. Mr. Par sons was waiting dinner for him. What an excellent man 1 Walking into the parlor, which was beautifully furnished, John carelocsly threw himself on a cherry colored brooa tel fofa, and begun to build costlos. Presently the servant returned. "Are you the boy from Last's, the bootmaker !" sho asked. John wanted to brain her on the spot, but he didn't dare do it. " The what f " John cried. The blood flew to his face he was getting angry. He who had found a fortune and return ed it to the owner, been invited to his house evidently to dino, and ultimately to receive his daughter in marriage, was mistaken by a servant for a shoemaker's apprentice I Oh 1 this was too much for human endurance. Gathering himself up to his full height, aud extending his long, lank arm, he replied, with wither ing accent : " Woman, go and tell your master that it Ts the gentleman who, yesterday, found his pocketbook." Then he threw himself back on the cherry colored brocatel sofa, and gazed after the retreatiug servant with a se vere but triumphant expression of couutenanco. By degrees the indigna tion of John Cady became appeased: aud when ho heard a light footfall on tho stair And tho rustle of silk, he was sure that May was coming to take him up to her father. Gliding iuto tho room came a yonng woman with hair as red as his own. Her face was thiu and pinched, and she had evidently had tho erysipelas in her nose. Her voice was sharp and weak, and she was cross-eyed even if she was robed in silk. " Heavens and earth !" thought poor John; ' can this be May Parsons!" As soon as sue eyed John comfortably seat d on the sofa, her nose became more infUnied, and something liko a frown sat npon her brow. "Oil ! you aro tho poor young man who found papa's pocketbook. He is so much obliged to you, and ho desires me to give you this. John, who bad risen to his feet, mo hanioally held out his hand; astonish ment deprived him of the power of speech. Tho young lady deposited something in his hand and precipitately left the room. lie put his hand to his forehead like ono awakening from a strange dream. iio never knew how he found himself out of doors, but when ho got on the pavement ho examined the reward given him by Mr. Parson's daughter. It was fifty cents in fractional currency. Alus I alas I for the visions of youth; alas 1 for castles built in air; alas I for the twelve dollars spent iu now clothes. John C.sdv was but human. Humilia tion and anger took possession of him, and his face became as red as his hair. He gazod upon the earth and found a small stone. Around this stone ho wrapped tho fifty cent note, and tied it with a piece of string whioh he happen ed to huve in his pocket. Then he took good aim at the upper windows, and the next moment there oamo a sound of crashing glass, as John Cady bounded away with the speed of a deer. The poor fellow went back to his drudgery in, the shop, and vowed that if he ever found thousands of dollars again ho would try and be more rational in his expectations; and should that money be long to Phineas Parsons, well he wouldn't say what he would do--but surely he would have his revenge. Origin of the Paletot. Count d'Orsay, during his reign as the king of fashion in London, was ono I day returning from a steeple chase, mounted on a racehorse, followed by a jockey, when he was overtaken by the rain a common accident under the ami able British climate, but against which ho found himself entirely unprotected. The jockey had forgotten to provide for his master the supplementary overcoat that he usually carried carefully folded and attached to his back by a leuther belt. The shower increased, and the king of fashion was threatened with tak ing cold, when he perceived a sailor dressed in a broad and long jacket of coarse cloth whioh enveloped him com fortably from the chin to the middle of his legs. " Hero, my friend," said Count d'Or say, stopping his horse, " will you go into this shop and drink to my health till the sho-.ver is over I" " With pleasure," replied the sailor. " Well, then, take off your jacket and sell it to me ; you will not want it while you are in the bouse, and yon oan buy another after it is done raining." "Willingly, my lord." The sailor threw off bis covering. Couut d'Orsay gave him ten guineas, put the clumsy jacket on over his frock coat, and, thus equipped, spurred his horse and rode into London. The rain bad ceased while the bargain was going on. It was the hour for prom enading in Hyde park, and here h made his appearance in the midst of the elegant crowd, with the sailor's jacket worn as an overcoat. "How original I how charming I It is delicious I" said the ladies. The next day all the fashionables of London had similar coverings, and- the Ealetot was invented the paletot which as made the tonr of the world, and which still flourishes after many years' wear. This was its origin. Don. A business man in New Carlisle, Ind., has issued a circular letter to his credit ors couched in the following terms : Mr Dear Sib I want to ask you a plain question in all kindness and sin cerity, and I would like to have yon an swer it honestly and candidly, not in two or three years or months, but now, this week. Supposing yon were as poor as Job's turkey and had invested $3,000 or $3,000 in an enterprise which you de signed to make an exclusively cash busi ness; supposing, as a matter of aicomo dation and good nature, you had trusted it out nil over the country, from Carlisle to Jericho; supposing you had kept add ing to your means and still putting it on the books nntil your funds were played out; supposing yon had claims against you in the hands of business men who had accommodated you in good faith and needed thoir money; supposing you had some pride in yon, and meant to be square toed and punctual, and hated to see the man you owed when you didn't have the legal tender in you trousers to pay hia just and lawful demands, worse than you would to see an Indian, and supposing those whom you had accomo dated felt perfectly easy and contented, shied the track when you went to see them, and told the wife of their bosom to answer " not at home," or come into town and left without even paying a part; supposing that they held your money and waited patiently for wheat to come up to ninety cents or one dol lar, or pork to bring five or six dollars a hundred, what would yon do f Would you let your debtors go and smile and be a villain, or would you sue every mother's son of them that did not pay, if it was the last thinar von did in town f If you were an honest man you would do tho latter, and that's jnst what I'll be compelled to do if there is a king in Is rael. I don't want money to look at; I can earn enough for that ; don't want any to salt down (I never could make it keep), but out of several thousands trusted out I humbly want a few hun dreds, and I'll be hanged if 1 won t have it or an execution returned nuua bona. I love you mveelf as a mother loves her first born, but I lovo to pay my debts better than I love any man, woman or child on the face of God Al mighty's green earth, and by the Great Jehovah and the Continental Congress I propose to do it, if I have to make costs for every man in Olive township or in St. Joseph s county owing inc. now, lei us have the " spondulix " and see how sweet aod pretty I can smile upon you. lours, courteously. A Soldier's "Wife. A correspondent of tho London Tele graph gives an interesting aocount of a Waterloo neroine wno reoenwy aieu. Mrs. Wilhelmina Giles was a native of Dantztc, and was in her seventeenth year wher tho city was besieged by the French. The assailants smashed every thing in her father's house, and even dragged a meerschaum pipe out of his mouth, declaring that it was too good for a " pig of a Prussian." Her parents died soon after the siege, and the girl went to live with; her aunt. Private Giles, of Colonel Macdonald's Rocket Troop, was billeted on them, and fell in love with her. She accompanied her husband to England, and when the war broke out went with him to Belgium. At Waterloo she was posted with the baggage at the rear of the army. To ward tho closo of the day she went for ward, mouuted on a donkey, to see how " her Giles " was getting on. A limber gunner, seeing her, advised her to at tach tho auiinul to tho carriage and mount up by the eido of him. This sho did; but a little while after suddenly discovered that the douk y had disap peared, and with it all her baggage. She never saw it again, and late iu tho eveu inc found herself alone on tho field of Waterloo, without food, and separated from her husband, who had been sent to Brussels with dispatches. A soldier gave her a llmket, in which sho made a hole so as to slip it over her head, aud tied it round her liko a cloak. This was but a poor protection against the tor rents of rain that fell during the night, and, added to the groans of the wound ed, kept the forlorn Prussian girl awake till morninar. when uer wisuauu returned from Brussels and found her. Mr. Giles remained in the army until his lima was up, and then, with tho savings ho had amassed while in the Ferviee, he built a little cottaco at E t Wickham. Ho died about fifteen years ago, Wolves Iu Russia Russia is still a good deal behind the rest of Europe in the matter of wolv'ts. These animal", whoso heads U3ed to bo a source of income to tho borderers of Wales, and of which tho last wore slain in Scotland by Cameron of Lochiel, make a considerable figure in tno ngri- . cultural returns of tho Russian empire. According to a pamphlet which M. Laz arevsky has circulated, the wolves in 1873 did nearly as much damage as a Tartar invasion might have inflicted. They carried off 179,000 cattle and 662, 000 smaller domestic animals from the forty-five governments of Russia in En rope. In the Baltic provinces fell 1,000 head of horned cattle, and in the Polish provinces 2,700 oxen, and 8, COO sheep, pigs, and goats. The Journal des De bals calculates that if a cow bo reckoned as worth thirty roubles, aud a fheep at four roubles, the gross sum of the trib ute levied by tho wolves in Russia must reach 7,700,000 roubles. This is an amount of money quite well worth look iug after, and it represents a number of wolves which must be dangerous even to human life. In the forests of Franco, aud in the Pyrenees, the wolvea lost winter attacked tome shepherds, and they now and then venture within the walls of lonely chateaus and farmhouses. But their numbers, of course, caunot be compared with the enormous hosts of savage beasts in Russia, which one may perhaps guess at frora the quantity of wolves which must band together to kill and carry off one able-bodied ox The writers of good little books, who invariably Illustrate the virtuo of eelf saonflce by the story of Eroi, the faith ful serf, who rescued his master's family by throwing himself as food to the wolves, will be pleased to learn that op- Cortunities of practicing devotion in the est ttyle will long continue to be found in Russia. A Remarkable Central African Dwarfs. Thfl prevailing indigenous races in central aud southern Africa are the Cof- fres, Negroes and Hottentots; the first two have woolly hair, while the Hotten tots grow their hair in tufts or bushes, while some of the these tribes are called Bushmen. Thev are closely related to the Papnas of the Polynesian islands, and evidently belong to the original stock. Another nearly extinct branch of this raoe are the dwarfs, found in the interior of Africa. The knowledge late ly obtained in regard to the reality of their existence is highly important in an ethnological point of view. Their pres ent existence was doubted for a long time, and was supposed to belong to the history of the past. Aristotle and Plipy spoke of pygmies in Africa, but their reports were interspersed with many in credulous fables. Herodotus, however, gave a description, founded on fact, of little men in Africa. In 1810, the mis sionary Krapt, in eastern Africa, was in formed that such a dwarfish people ac tually lived far iu the interior, and were there called Dokos. These Dokos aro only four feet high, of olive-colored complexion, living in a perfectly savage condition like animals, and Krapt him self saw such a Doko. Later, in 1864, the well known gorilla hunter, Du Ohaillu, saw not far from the shores of equatorial western Africa such a dwarf ish people, whose height was from four feet to four feet eight inches, and who wore called Obongo; they also had a dirty-yellow skin, and hair like tho BtiBumen. Further south, on tho shores of tho Loango, Bastian found dwarfs whioh he names Babongos, and which had been brought as slaves from the in terior to the coast. More interesting even were Schweinfurth's disooveries in 1871, when he found, three degrees from the equator, among the Mombuttus, a people among whom cannibalism was legalized, a few Akka dwarfs, who called themselves Ticki-ticki, and were only four aud a half feet high. These peo ple lived eighty to ono hundred miles from Lake Nyanza. Schweinfurth at tempted to bring one of them to Eu rope, but ho died on the way. At last Mmui brought from bis tour in this re gion two Akka dwarfs, the arrival oi whom in Europe, after Miani's (?eath, settled all doubt about the existence of the pygmies. Anthropologists enter tain tho opinion that these African I war f s are related to the Bushmen, and are the remnants of a peoplo originally largely diffused through the interior of Africa, and, being of very low intel lectual development, wero oppressed and almost exterminated by the larger and more powerful Negroes. However, be fore having studied the anatomy of these dwarfs, with their language and the re lation of these to the bodies and lan guages of other races, it is impossible to form definite conclusions. The Geysers of California. A California correspondent says : After tea, accompanied by tho old Ger man guide, we armed ourselves with stout Alpine staves, and went down tho ravine at the side of the house to the springs. A gulch only a few feet wide, aud some half a mile long, contains steam, smoke, boiling springs of all colors, and rocks covered by salts and minerals of various hues. Copperas, alum and sulphur lio i;i thick powder around some of the springs, and cinna bar and magnesia color the ground under our feet. We passed all tho weird places which have been so often described. We walked over ground from which steam was spurting, and which was so hot it burnt our shoes; the steam keeps puff ing from the subterraneau engines, and some day the boiler will burst aud t-oat- ter these rocks and visitors to tho four winds of tho heavens. A short distance from this smoking gulch may be seen tho crater of this ox tiuct volcano. Tho ground was hollow beneath our tread, and on ovory hand were pioces of lava which had in past time issued in a molten state from the orater. It is truly a fearful and won derful place. All night our ears were sainted by the strange muffled sonnd of steam and water forcing their way through the fissures in the rocks just back of the house, and in the morning wo saw f rest volumes of steam rising from tho gulch aud floating upward iu feathery lines. Of course, tbe volume of steam increases in proportion to the lowness of the temperature of the sur- touuding atmosphere. Computing Jnteieiit. For finding the interest on any prin cipal for-any number of days. The an swers in each case being in cents, sepa rate the two right hand figures for dol lars and cents. Four per cent. Multiply the princi pal by the number of dayrf, separate tho right hand figure, and divide by nine. Five per cent. Multiply by number of days, and divide by seventy-two. Six per cent. Multiply by numbor of days, separate right hand figure, and di vide by six. Eight per cent. Multiply by number of days, and divide by forty-five. Nine per cent. Multiply by number of days, separate right baud figure, and divide by four. Ten per cent. Multiply by number of days, and divide by thirty-six. Fifteen per cent. Multiply by num ber of days, and divide by twenty four. Twenty per cont, Multiply by num ber of days, and divide by eighteen. Gave Him bis Preference. " If you prefer the keg of lager or the bottle of wine to me," said-Mary, " just take- them down to the magistrate and got married to them." " What do you mean t" said John. "Jnst what I say. I don't want a young man to come here evenings chew ing cloves to hide his breath and his habits of drinking. If you like lager more than yon do me, just marry it at once, and don't divide your affections be tween woman and wine, for a woman and lager, love and liquor have no af finity." "why. Mary, how you talkl" ex claimed John. " Yes, I mean just what I 6ay. Un lets yon sign the pledge and keep it you had better not come back here again." John did sign the pledge, and he kept it, and he married Mary. 28, 1876. How the Smile Came, An old man died the other night died iu his bed. The papers said lie waa a poor old man, friendless, living on charity, and that his life had been drear and full of bitterness, ine oiii man died alone, the darkness of night hiding the darkness of death nntil his eyes opened to the brightest, fairest vh ion human eyes ever beheld. There was a kind and tender smile on his pale face when they found him dead. Men wondered at it, knowing how sadly and hopelessly he had fought tho battle of lue, and women wnispered vo taoa other : " Perlmps an angel s hand smoothed down his gray looks as the dampness of death gathered on his wrinkled fore head. There were men there who had given him money, and women who had fed him. They knew1 that he was old and weak and poor, but they had not thought of bis dying, and his white face shocked them. They had not stopped to think that one could not go on fighting hun ger And bitter poverty forever. The old man's heart was like a flint He did not seem thankful for the good given him, and sometimes he was harsh to the children as they blocked his path. But, when men and women and children walked softly in to look npon the dead, they forgave him everything, forgot everything, and said : " He was a poor old man, and we sorrow that his life was not full of sun shine." It was not strange that the face of the dead woro a smile. When .the human heart has been imbittered against tho world when an old man has been wronged by men, followed by hunger and il riven to despair, he cannot die with the burden on his soul. Heaven's gates must be opened a little to let the glorious light of paradise shine into tho dying man's eyes and soften his hoart until he will oay : " Men have not dealt by me as they should, but I forcive each and all." When the old man awoko in tho darkness and felt the touch of death at his heart, there were no tears in his eyes, and ho grimly rejoiced that his icliing limbs were to find rest at last. He did not core whether any ono missed him, or what men would say when they entered his desolate room and found his corpso on tho bod of straw. Then tho angels threw back the gates and the light came. Then came with it, singing so sweetly and tenderly that the old man started up in fear that he might Jose a single note. They walked around him they floated above bim, and all tho while his hard heart whs growing softer and filling with such feelings as it had not known for years. "Men have sneered at your gray looks and trembling limbs, bnt you must forgive them," whispered the angels. "I do 1 do 1" he replied. " Poverty has oppressed you-mis- fo.tune has walked with you-woe and you must net blame the world," they whispered. " I forgive all meu !" he answered, "Behold the light from heavt-n listen to the musio hioh is never beard outsido the golden gates except by tho dying look yonder and toll us what you see. Peering into the glorious light, whilo the him of death gathered over his eyes, the old man read "None so old and poor and hopeless that heaven's gates are. shut ugainst them. A spirit soared away with the flood of light, and it was only clay which tho men and women looked upon the noxt day. They wondered nt the tender smile on the white face they had not heard the musio nor seen the flood of glory which lighted np tho bare old room. Detroit Free Prets. Fruit for Food. If a child's digestion become impaired and the gsstrio juice become weakened or defective iu quantity by over-eating or bad food, the whole alimentary canal booomes clogged and filthy, and furnishes nests for such worms as will brood there, Iu this weakened condition of tho sys tern they cannot bo destroyed by tho process of digestion, aud hence groat hnrm comes from them. Now, it is an interesting fact that fresh, ripe fruit is the best preventative for this state of things. Dr. Bonjamiu Rush pointed thiii out ono hundred years ago. Hemado a series of experiments on earth worms, which ho regarded as more nearly allied to those that infest the bowels of child ren than any other, with a view to test tbeir power of retaining lifo under tho influences of various substances that might bo used as worm medioines. Tbi results proved that worms often lived longer in those substances known as poisonous than in some of the most harmless articles of food. For instance, in a watery solution of opium they lived eleven minutes; in infusion of pink root, thirty-three minutes ; but in tho juice of red cherries they died va. six minuteB: black cherries, in five min utes ; red currants, in three minutes gooseberries, in four minutes ; whortle berries, in seven minutes, and rasp berries, in five minutes. From these experiments Dr. Rush argued that fresh, ripe fruit, of whioh children are very fond, are the most Bpeedy and effectual poisons for worms. In practice this theory has proved to be correct. Wauted it Shot. It is the custom of the workmen in the various departments of many large iron works to subscribe and buy the morn ing papers. The pciotioe is followed in a small rolling mill, about five miles south of Gateshead, England. When ever there is a cessation of work, or "spell," as they term it, the men gather together, and one of them reads the latest news. Daring one of these inter vals, a workman commenced to read a paragraph headed: "Fearful Earth qurte in ouin America; xjoss oi iuu Live3." Receiving encouragement, he proceeded, and finished the account. His fellow hearers sat amazed, contemplat ing the awful details. One of the num ber, and the first to speak, exclaimed, seriously : " Aa wonder they let a beast like that gan aboot, killin' ae mony folks, and deein' bo much damage; they owt to get a gun and shut it." NO. 32. , Items of Interest. ' It was said of a certain judge that he was so reserved in his manners that one would never suspect that he had any. That was a neot satire of Rabelais, on ostentatious charity: "I owe much; I have nothing ; I give the rest to the poor. A city young man who read " Now is the time for husking bees, chased a bee fifteen minutes to ascertain what kind of a husk it had on. A noted desperado who was killed the other day out West is aid to havo caused the violent death of no less than two hundred human beings. The Boston Methodist ministers voted forty to eight, " that we hereby ditapprove of the policy of ( holding camp meetings on the Sabbath." A writer in Blackwood's Magazine says that the moon has no more effect on fie weather than red herrings have on the government of Switzerland. Cotton piokers in Georgia aro now paid forty oents per hundred, without rations; in Mississippi and Arkansas, sixty cents, or fifty cents and rations. Between May 1 and August 11 there were shipped from the various fish eries on the Columbia river, Oregon, to San Francisco, 105,309 cases of sal mon. A man, in his hurry to assist a fainting lady, got a bottle of mucilage instead of camphor, and bathed her face with it. She was a good deal stuck up with his attention. Colored persons, who havo heretofore been considered exempt from the at tacks of yellow fever, form a large pro portion of fatal cases in the epidemio in Savannah. About 150,000 persons in tho United States are constantly employed in pro ducing sawed lumber, and 1,395,000 laths, 2,265,000,000 shingles, and 12,760.000,000 feet of lumber aro manu factured annually. A three-year-old boy in West Wards boro, Yt., wandered into a field re cently, where he met and played with two wild bears. The beasts did him no harm, though they had been killing sheep in the region. A noel mortem examination of the bodv of a German who died recently at Plainfield. N. H., revealed the fact that the principal internal organs were in a L ... . i i i il 1. J. reversed position, tne near on tuu rigut side and the liver on the left. While a party of Chinese miners were building a dam across the Monolumne in California, two of tnem were arowueu, and tho rest immediately abandoned the claim, although it was a rich one, for they felt that the spot was cursed. " Wherever you find many men, you find many minds," exclaimed a publio speaker. " 'Tain't so. by jingo 1" re- sponded one of the auditors. " If you d . this whole crowd out to take . ,& finJ .em all of ono mind. An Englishman, regretting the pres ent uselcssnoss of Mount Vesuvius, sug gests that tho crater bo converted into a receptacle for dead bodies, and proposes the formation of a company which will run funeral trains from different parts of Europe to the volcano. Some one says : " Learn this lesson : Ti one cares about the size of your feet except yourself ; therefore be com fortable." But a yonng man who is going to see a girl who has an eccentrio father cares more about the size of her parent's foot than ho does about his own. Few persons net familiar with geo graphy will believo that the Pacifio ocean boundary of the United States has a greater extent of coast line than the Atlantic line. The BKKregate of our shore line on the Pacifio is 12,734 miles, while on the Atlantic it is 11.800 miles, and on tho gulf of Mexico, 6,843 miles. Of 13.000 lettors received at the dead letter office in Waohington daily, fully one-half cannot be returned to the writers or persons addressed, because tbe lottera themselves do not contain any clew to the names of the places from which they are sent, the names of the writers or those of tho parties ad dressed. A teanher asked one of his pupils who sat on the extreme end of tbe bench, whore the sun struck with lull force all the afternoon, what business he'd like to follow when be grew up to be a " Wtll," said the lad, "lather wants me to be a lawyer, but I guess if I've to sit in the sun all my life, I'd rather drive au ioe cart." The Erio railwav furnishes section masters with blanks to fill out in case of accident, so that the utmost accuracy may be had in following np the case. A cow was recently killed, and the sec tion master in filling up the blank came to the words : " What disposition. After chewing his pencil a while he wrote : " Mild and gentle. A Providence boy went to a birthday party, and describes it as follows : First, we all had some bread and butter ; then we had some lemonade, cold enough to freeze us ; then we had a piece of birth day cake ; then we had lots of ice cream ; and then we all had the stomachache ; then we all lay down, and the big girls avo ns some peppermint ; then we all w6nt out to play. A gentleman of Arbroath recently beat 'his wife after his champage. In the morning he forgot all about the quarrel, and oalled to his wife : "Jean, gie me some water." Ay, will I, gude man." Rising and seeing his wife's face in such a state, be said : " Lord preserve ns a', lassie, whaur have ye been!" So he was told it was himself that did it last night, on hearing whioh he exolaimed, in agony : " Oh dear, oh dear me ; it's awfu' thing ye winna keep out o' harm's way." The Burlington Hawkey e says: The thoughtless man who, in the wild, reck less irenzy of pain and rage, hurled all the stovepipe from every room iu the house into a disjointed mass in the wood shed, last spring, weeps over the rusty scrap heap and wishes be had blacked them and put them carefully away in a dry place. But what good does it do to repine I He will stand on the back porch and shoot them all out into the woodshed again next spring, all the same.
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