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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.