v) XV X V t ... ..... AY? j h r.-u?o rs.';' Two Dollars per Annum. ENRY A. PARSONS, Jr., Editor and Publisher. VOL. VI. MDGWAY',- ETJC COUNTY rV TIIlTIlSD AY, NOVEMBER 23, 1876. NO. 40. 1 - i. - m v Vi St all Know. V When the mist have rolled in splendor From the beauty of the hills, And the sunshine, warm and tender, . Falls In splendor On the rills, We may read lore's shining letter In the rainbow of the spray j We shall know each other better, When the mista hare cleared away. We shall know as we are known, Never more to walk alone, Iu the dawning of the morninff, When the mists have cleared away. If we fir iu human I'lindneas, ; And forget tl at wo are 'net, , r we mips tl.e law ol kindness, -1 All the o in U.at clonds our day, lieu the weary watch is over, We shall know as we are known, Never more to walk alone, the (".Awning of the morning When th mists have cleared away. When the silvery mists have veiled ns From the faces of cur ovn, Oft we deem their love has failed us, And we tread orif path alone ; We should see them near and trnly, We should trust them day by day, Neither love nor blame nndoly, If the mists were cleared away. We phall know as we are known, Never more to walk alone, In the dawning of the morning, When the mists have cleared away. When the mists have risen above us, As our Father knows hie own, Face to face with thera that love us, We shall know as we are known. Love, beyond the orient meadows Floats the golden fringe of day ; Heart to heart we hide the shadows, Till the mints have oleared away. We shall know as we are known. Never more to walk alone, When the day of light is dawning, And the nr.ste have cleared away. LINLY'S ENGAGEMENT. " Folds of the silk and oream colored roses. Yon will bve the bats just alike, th"n ?" okf d Miss Lncinda Hmith, milliner. "Just exactly alike. It will please IL'rruione, ami tbere is nothing I like bo well as to please my pretty st-pmanima," answered Linly Thetford, lifting her sweet eyes for sympathy to the precise counte nance of MiHS Luciuda. ' Umph I so you are very fond of her, Linly ?" " Ten, indeed I She is my best friend since pupa dindt and being so near of nn a or a wm nrA nnnntftnt. nnmnaninnn. T lon't know what I should do if it weren't f'dr Hermione; Ryelands has changed so nineo papa's death." You have Mr. St. Charles' company a grent t-nl, I hear." A flush like suurise dyed the beautiful brunette fade. " Of course; he is Hermione's cousin, and and like a brother to me," an swered Linly, stooping over a box of silk violets to hide h r confusion. "Umph! yes well, it's all right, of course," remarked Miss Luciuda, pinch ing out a brier leaf, and setting the rose more firmly on its stem. " Bnt didn't it ever occur to you that folks would talk ?" "About wh t?" asked Linly, lifting her clear haz"l eyes to Miss Luanda's profile. " His being at Ryelands so much so soon after your father's death. Poor man! dead but six months; I should think your stepmamma, as you call her, would have more respect for his mem ory than to" "Than to what?" asked Linly, her bright eyes growing largo and blight with indignation. "Wuathave you to nay Bgaiust Hermione against my father's wife, Miss Lncindal" " Say ? oh, I say nothing. It's what other people are talking about. Bnt I must odd that it if i trange you are so blind, Linly. Now I have ki.own you ever since you were a child used to comi to Fyelnnds every spring to make caps iu your grandmother's day, and your own mother always bought her bounets of me and yon were always bright enough abcut other things. It's stranpe you can't see." , " What?" with a thrill in the young voire. " Why, of course, your stepmother married your father for his money, and to have a home and position. She was was only a district school teacher, down in Marshtlold, when ho married her, and everybody knew she did pretty well for herself when she married Dr. Thet ford. But she was dead in love with her cousin, Rupert St. Charles, and he with her ; but they were poor, and he working his way so slowly through col lege that hho thought there wasn't much chanoa there, and she gave him up for your father. And now he's a promising young lawyer, and she mistress of Rye lands, what is so likely ? Lor, you ain't goiner to faint, are yon, Linly T ' " Faint ? No I The day is warm, and your (.tore is close. It is foolish for mo to stay here listening to this gossip, I do not feel in the least indebted to you for repeating it to me, Miss Luoimla. My beautiful stepmother loved my father dearly when she married him five years of utter devotion to his interests, and her crushing grief at his death, proved it for me nor do I believe she loved any one else when she married him. And if she chooses to marry Mr. St. Charles now, Hhe is at liberty, for all in Cirolo ville"; and bowing with the barest civil ty to Miss Luoinda, Linly left the shop. The cool air of the village street cooled her burning cheek; but how her loyal young heart ached iu her burn ing bosom t Not for worlds would she have had Miss Lucinda confirmed iu her suspicions that she loved Rupert St Charles; bnt it was the cruel truth. He was so kind and fine in his nature, so handsome and unspoiled by his rapid success iu life, no wonder the girlish heart worshiped him. She had never believed that there was anything be tween the cousins but oonsinly kindness and freedom. But perhaps others knew better; maybe she was " blind." A fouling of bitter desolation fell upon her as she entered' the broad gntes of Ryelands, whence her beluvcd father, whose pet she had always been, had been cariied soaroely half a year before. She loved Hermione, and had believed that Hermione loved her best of any thing in the world, but now it seemed as if she had no home in any heart. Mr. St Charles' beautiful mare, Sul tana, stood tied to a tree. For the first time the sight gave Linly pain instead of pleasure. She did not wish to meet him, and she turned away from the door and took to the garden path. The grounds of Ryelands were old and fine. The doctor's large practice and open hearted hospitality bad formerly kept much state there, but of late all was very quiet. . She saw no one and her path wound among shrubbery ; but soon she heard voices, and pausing to learn what direc tion they were iu, the following conver sation forced itself upon her : " I hardly know what to say." "But, Hermione, surely you trust me J" ' Yes ; entirely. B it, Rupert, wait a year. My husband has been dead such a short time, and I shrink from such a responsible act." " I cannot wait a year. You know how lonely I have been, and now that I love one woman with my whole soul and she is free, and I can at last take care of a wife surely, Hermione, you will not refuse ?" " Poor Rupeit, I love you so much, how can I ?" " Then you give your consent!" " I do." Breathless, and wild with pain, Linly tore herself from the spot. She sought the house now, and fleeing to her own ix-oin, cast herself across the bed writhing with anguish. Lost 1 Lost 1 They had all left her ! She had not one. The tea bell rang, bhe did not heed it. Inquiring voices called her name ; Bhe covered her ears with her hands. Twilight and darkness filled the pretty white room ; the whip-poor-will's call came on the dewy air, and the iano sounded softly in the room below. It was Hermione's touch, and Rupert .St. Charles was bending happily over the woman he loved with his whole soul," no doubt. Poor Linly ! She wif hed she could creep into her father's i-rave, and be out of the sight of their uappines3. By-and-bye, in the stillness, she heard : tepa on the stair. Was Hermione 'oLuiug t Yes, the door opened, and Hermione's voice syllabled: "Dear, are yon here 1 Why, we thought you had iiot come from town." She advanced into the room, putting i he light she carried under a shade in the corner. " You have come home with a head ache, I know the day has been so hot; imt you ought to have drank Bomo tm, Linly dear." Tho graceful fragrant form pressed :he oonch by tho girl's side; a tender arm fctole around her neck. " 1 am glad we can bejquiet. I have omething to tell you. lid I hurt you, Unly, with my ring? Why did you vinoe so ?" " No, Hermione, no," feebly. " Linly, something hai happened to day, which gives mo great hope and (luaMire. Shall I tell you ?" There was a little pause such a hard little pause. "Yes." "You have known my cousin, Ru pert St. Charles, a yi ar, and you feel mite well acquainted with him, do you m.t r "Quite well." " ll-i is all he seems to bo, Linly. I think you like him." No answer. ' I hope you do, dear, for he is just what a yonug man ought to be honor able, pure and steadfast and the wotniin vl.o has won his love is fortunate, in deed b( ssed, if Hhe returns it for he will make a devoted husband. Hhe could not have hotter fato tbau to be the wife nf Rupert St. Charles." Hermione Thetford heard her step daughter's quickened breathing, but could not 8 e her face." " I walked with him this afternoon in the garden, and surely, dear, yonr hea.l must be very had. . I heard you nioaD." Very bad. But never mind, Her mione." " He urged me to a premise which I was reluctant to give." " Yes." "I he it ate J to take the step he urged upon me, because your father has been dead such a short time, and others might think." " You need not think what others think, if you are sure of your own feel ings, Hermione." "It is because I am sure of them that I at last yielded. I have known Rupert from a child, and h.- ia one in a thou-aiid. So, dear, surely you will for give me if you are averse to thia " " Forgive I What Bhould I forgive, dear Hermione 1" " I yielded, and gave my const.nt that he thould tell you his love, and try to win yours, dear. For nothing could make me happier, my dear girl, than for you to marry my cousin." Hermione's voice died away. There was no sound in the darkened chamber. She libtened anxiously for Linly 's re sponse, but the girl realized nothing bnt the feelings of her own heart. Will yon speak, dear ?" What shall I say, Hermione t" " Are you pained or pleased by what I have told you?" " Hermione, I have been told that you aud Rupert St. Charles used to love each other." "I have always loved Rupert as a cousin nothing more. It was your father whom I loved, dear, and so you are next nearest my heart. I have pronised Rupert to urge you to give him a little sign of encouragement, and so he has sent you this blush rose. If he may speak to you, wear it in your hair when he comes to-night ; if you have no hope for him you need not see him at all, dear, as it may be painful to you, and will surely dash his dearest hopes to the ground. Bo I will tell him as gently as possible." " Give u.e the rose." Hermione unfastened the cool, fra grant thing from her own dark hair, and in tho darkness saw its whiteness lifted to the girl's lips. - Soon at Ciroleville all knew of Tiinly's engagement, and this is the way it was. ! J L' The Grasshopper and her Labors. A Western editor, who has visited the grasshopper stricken region of northern Iowa and in Minnesota, says : We have taken a square inch of dirt from the ground, and found nearly a thousand giasshopper eggs, each one of which is dead sure to hatch out. Grass hopper eggs differ from hens' eggs in the cii-euniMtanca that they never ppoil. The oldest inhabitant cannot remember of a single grasshopper egg that never failed to connect. The process by which grasshoppers deposit their eggs may be interesting to those who have never been out West to grow up with the country, so we will im part the information that has cost much labor and research. The eggs are found about an inch below the surface of the ground. The eggs are made by the female 'hoppers. When she feels as though she wanted to lighten her bur den, she stands up en her narrative like a dog and begins to dig a hole with her north end. She works patiently until she has a hole in the ground about the size of a lend pencil, an inch or so deep. The hole is so near the subsequent end of the 'hopper that should you take htr by the nap of the ueck to pull her out of the hole, she would break in the middle before she would let go. After the hole is teady the grasshopper spits on her hands and lays down her bundle, which consists of ma terial for a sac, which contains from thirty to seventy-five eggs, fihe covers up the hole and comes out looking as if she had leeu rnn through n clothes wringer, and with an appetite that would shame a free lunch fiend, and sho attacks anything that the ho grasshop per hab left in the neighborhood to eat. These eggs are laid late in the sum mer, and they do not hatch till the nest spring. Nothing on earth except crushing them to powder will prevent these eggs from hutching. They may be frozen as ctiff aa a mackerel, nnd they will come out all right. They may be drowned, and they si ill live. When the proper time comes, when the granger is looking the other way, and tbe sun be gins to sbiue for all, the eggs open, and out comes a tiny grasshopper, with his mouth open, and he begins to eat iu a minute, and keeps it up till death re lieves him. He will eat anything that grows, aud tho larger he gets the more lie will eat. After a few hours fooling around on the ground, the young grass hopper guts on a bush or stalk, hangs on ty his feet, and his wings begin to un fold, and iu ten minutes he is ready to Hy, when ho goes up in the air, winks at tbe farmer with one eye, and goes to ho r venting without money and, without price. It has been decided that the best way to destroy grasshoppers is to wait till spring, when he hatches out and when ho comes out of the egg, to burn every living thing on the prairie. With this object in view the farmers are saving the grass and everything that will burn, and uext spring the experiment will be tried, and tbe salvation of Minnesota nnd sev eral other States depends upon the sue ess of tbe experiment. So fearful are farmers that fires will be started this fall that meu are kept constantly on the sratch to prevent fires, and should any man start a fire there now the people would bo so enraged that they would .shoot him as quick as they would a murderer. The Belglau Railway Murder. The Belgian railway case now takes a new aspect. It was supposed that the officer Meerswas murdered in thecopartr ment oar by the prisoner Aubliu, but it now seems that the two were alone; that tbe prisoner watched an opportunity when the officer slept, and leaped from t ho train while it was running at the rate of forty miles an hour. The officer instantly awoke aud followed his pris oner, being killed by the fall. The pris oner, it seems, did not fall; he did not in any way injure himself, but he ran backward iu tbe direction contrary to that f .f the train that is to say, away from Ghent, and then he jumped over a hedge, which bounds tbe way, and walked along the side of it, leaving the marks of his feet, and afterward crossing i field, he was spoken to twice by a workingman, who was surprised to see him, and to whom he made no reply. The workman spoke Flemish. Aublin walked in front of him with a firm step, and with his bands in his pockets. It was about six o'clock at the time. Con tinuing along the road which he had en tered, Aublin arrived at Tronohiennes. He appears to have rested for a short time there in the house of a carpenter. Then, avoidiug the great roads and tak ing a footpath which runs along the Lys, behind the great Jesuit establish ment, he reached the second iron bridge over the Lys, and the stone bridge of Tronchiennes. There he tried to make a bargain with the guard, who was alone, for the sale of his watch. They came to an agreement, bnt the guard had to take back Aublin to his house, a quarter of a league from the place, in order to get the twelve francs he had agreed to give him. By a singular coincidence Aublin re turned toward midday in this way to the very place where the workingman had spoken to him in the morning, and at a distance of a few hundred yards gen darmes were at the very time examining the spot where the body of Meers had been picked up. It was not known at the time that a prisoner had escaped. The sale of the watch, however, gave rise to suspicion. Aublin protested in the most emphatic manner that it was not stolen property. He received the twelve francs, and went away without being followed. The escape of the prisoner Aublin is said to havo been a source of much ex pense to the publio Belgian treasury. In fact more than six thousand dis patches have been sent from Brussels alone to foreign countries, inoluding Amerioa, in order to circulate the de scription and other information relative to the tragedy at TroohienBes. To be added to this are the traveling expenses of persons employed to make inquiries, and the expense uf correspondence, printing, eto. - j MR. LINCOLN'S TOMB. ' The Dantnrdlv Atteupt ! Venvoll ItThe . Kobbers Interrupted by Accident. A letter from Springfield, 111., gives the following details of the, attempt to Steal the remains of ex-I'resident Lin coln : An attempt was made to perpe trate one of the most infamous outrages which the mind of man can'' conceive of that of stealing the bones and ashes of Abraham Lincoln. ' , Unfortunately the perpetrators escaped, leaving, how ever, the evidence of their erime be- bind them. Somehow or other no one knows exactly how 3. 0., Power, the custodian of the Linoolu monument, be came impressed with tho idea that there were designs upon the remains, and he communicated his suspicions to Leonard Swett and Robert Lincoln. They could hardly believe that any one could con ooive such a thing. However, they con cluded to adopt precautions, even should there be nothing in the feeling. . Ac cordingly, Mr. Swett wrote Col. Stewart requesting him to station a guard at the monument. This was done, but no one come to disturb the corpRe. Detective Tyrrell, of the United States secret ser vice, was requested by Swett and Lin coln to see Mr. Power,' and to look nro&nd town for suspioiouB characters. He arrived nnd commenced a vigorous shadowing of several of the small hotels, but snw no one whom he recognized. Mr. Power came into town in a hurry and hunted up Tyrrell and informed him that two very hard looking cases hod been out to tho cemetery looking around, nnd he felt assured that they were there for no good purpose. One registered as from Racine, the other from Kenosha, Wis. Their names are suppressed, since they have had nothing to do with what occurred later. An effort will, of course, be made to find out who they are. Mr. Power, not being used to detective work, could give but meager descriptions of them. ' The result of the interview with Tyrrell is nnknown, but he must have oonoluded that electionnight was an excellent one in which to rob tbe tomb. iV -, An evening train brought from Chica go ex-Chief of the Secret Service Elmer Washburn, who, it seems, hod been re quested by Messrs. Swett and Lincoln to come hero and aid Tyrrell. About half -past six Washburn. Tyrrell, and three other men went out to Oakwood aud concealed themselves in Memorial Hall, insidtf the monument, to await de velopments. One man was posted iu the labyrinth in the rear, so called because of the walls running in different direc tions and making numerous passage ways, these walls supporting the terrace. His object was to hear the noise made in tbe vault, if any were made. After pa tiently waiting for nearly three hours, and when about tired out from standing still, the utmost silence being impera tive, he koartl - gr&tin noieo, vhiok lasted perhaps five minutes. Then, in a little while, came several successive thuds, as if somo one was hammering. T!w time having arrived for action, Washburn and his men slipped out of the door, with cooked revolvors in their hands, determined to shoot to kill if any resistance was made, Just as they were turning the corner to the left one ot the men accidentally exploded his revolver. The noise was very loud, so still were the surroundings, and though there were but ubout 120 feet to go over, when the officers got to the door of the vault the men wero gono. They must have had some one watching to give them the signal of danger or else had come out side for a breath of fresh air and heard the snapping of the cap nnd ran into the . jods which surrounded tbe monu ment. It is but a short distance, and a man could get within shelter and be un observable in a quarter of a minute. The men at once scatter-d, and went in the direction the thieves had gone, and, while dodging behind the trees, two of theru exchanged shots, each mistaking the other for one of the fugitives. After shooting at each other they cried : Wash," "Wush," indicative of a friend in such an emergency, and then they fouud out their mistake. The bullets whizzed close to both, and it was mi raculous that they escaped injury. No traca of tbe thieves being dis covered, the party returned to the cata comb. Tho body is inclosed in a lead casket. This is surrounded by a cedar case, and the receptacle of these is a marble sarcophagus. The latter had a double lid, the upper one not being as large as the other. Both had been pried off with a chisel cr an ax, and somewhat chipped in the operation. The under lid was liid crosswise on the cas ket, the headpiece on the floor, and the upper lid standing against the wall. The casket itself was pulled out about a foot from the body ot the sarcophagus, ond a 6mall piece Lad been taken off on the floor, where an ax with the edge fnll of marble dust, an ordinary chisel, and a pair of nippers were. The other tools had evidently been taken away since the look on the iron grated door had been sawed off. It should be stated that the sarcophagus was in the catacomb and not in the crypt, being thus placed in order that visitors might see it. The damage done is comparatively little. Only one motive can be attributed to these despoilers of the grave, and that is the hope of a reward for the restora tion of the remains. If they had suc ceeded in carrying thera off, it certainly could not have been their intention to take away tho casket, for it must weigh from five hundred to six hundred pounds, i nd half a dozen men could not have carried it to the fence for transfer to a wagon in the road. It ia more than likely that they intended to cut open the catket, and gathor up the bones and duet and carry them away. A Fatal Love. At a lata meeting of the board of health of Reading, Pa., the following statement was made of the manner in which a young man caught the small pox : He met his sweetheart on the street in the evening and accompanied her home. On the front door was a red patch, bnt she siid nothing of any mem ber of the family having the smallpox. She conoealed the faot from her lover, and conducted him into the bouse by a side door so that he could not see the red patch on the front door. He caught tbe smallpox from tbe infected bouse. and was the means of communicating l.o u sease to bistatbcr, who died. The Great Exhibition. Six months ago, nnder a bright Mny day sun, the International Exhibition of 1876 was inaugurated, in the presence of the highest officials of the nation, a throng of distinguished guests from abroad, and nearly 150,000 people. The term of tho great enterprise has reached its appointed close, which was signalized by ceremonies no less appropriate and imposing. Between the two memorable days of opening and closing lies a period of singular importance to our country, and of direct interest to the whole civi lized world. The chief obstacles to the success of the exhibition had been over eome before it opened, aud its increas ing popularity from that day to tho close was to have been anticipated ; but its true value as a vact educational in fluence will remain a permanent legacy to the people. In its extent, complete ness, beauty of location and general ar rangement it has been equally a surprise and an enjoyment, impressing foreign visitors with a new sense of our Ameri can civilization, and encouraging our own citizens by the contrast of their art and industry with that of the world. Thn attendance reaches a total of about 8,000,000, and the receipts amount to nearly 84,000,000. But we chiefly rejoice in the remark able material success of the undertaking, because it represents snob a total of op portunity, such a widespread use of rare advantages. It has stirred tens of thousands of remote communities with the sense of fresh knowledge of the world and its races and nations. It has, moreover, brought EaBt and West, South and North familiarly together, obliterating narrow local prejudices, Knitting a web of pleasant acquaintance ship over the whole country, and insen sibly teaching lessons of patriotism, tolerance and humanity. In this vast intermixture of tho four quarters of tho republio, not a single jarring tone seems to have been struck; even the in evitable inconveniences of travel over crowded lines were borne with patience and cheerfulness. There have been de lays of trains, but only one serious ac cident; tbe predicted extortions aud privations have been few and far be tween; the arrangements made to ac commodate the publio ou the Exhibi tion grounds have worked to the ad miration of the world; and never before have so many millions of spectators gone home so well satisfied. This year marks the beginning of a correct knowledge of our country and people among foreign nations. The Exhibition represented, both in its cha racter and arrangement, and in the per sons of its millions of visitors, the ma terial and intellectual development of the nation, during a hundred years of republican government. It seems trite to call the picture unprecedented ; but, by the wower of favoring oiroumstanoes. it is really placed above the reach of any historical comparison. To have offered it to the world, eleven years after such a war as no nation has endured for cen turies, aud at the end of nearly three years of severe financial depression, is indeed a triumph worthy of this centen nial year. We will not now refer to the stimulus given to all forms of our native industry. That it will become gradually manifest, to our lasting improvement and advantage, is quite certain ; and we believe that the mutual interchange of knowledge and skill, introduced as a new clement in the industry of the world, will benefit all nations aliko. A Conscientious Esigiuccr. A'cribner's Monthly has the following item : Mr. Peter A. Dey was the engi neer who purveyed and located the first hundred miles ef the Union Pacific rail road. He estimated its cost at not over thirty thousand dollars a mile. When this estimate was shown to the directors it was returned to him with orders to re touch it with higher colors, to put in embankments on paper where none existed on eaith, and to make the old embankments heavier, and to increase t he expense generally ; and then he was requested to send in his estimate that it would cost fifty thousand dollars a mile. When Mr. Dey found that this part of the road was to be' let to parties at ?50,0QO per mile, for work which he know could be done for $30,000 this difference of $20, 000 a mile amounting to two millions of dolhvs on the first hun dred miles, and to five millions on the two hundred and forty-six miles he re signed his position as chief engineer, with a letter to the president of the road. He otosed that letter thus : "My views of tho Paciflo road are, perhaps, peculiar. . I look upon its managers aa trustees of the bouuty of Congrees. You are, doubtless, informed how disproportioned the amount to be paid is to the work con tracted for. I need not expatiate on the sincerity of my course, when yon re flect that I have resigned the best posi tion in my profession this country has offered to any man I" The Last Time, . Tbere is, says Bishop Foster, a touch of pathos about doing even the simplest thing "for the last time." - It is not alone kissing the dead that gives yon this strange pain. You feel it when you have looked your last time upon sone soene you have loved when you stand in some quiet city street where you know that you will never stand again. The actor playing his part for the last time; the singer whose voice is cracked hopelessly, and who after this once will never stand before the sea of upturned faces disputing the plaudits with fresher voices aud - fairer forms; the miniater who has preached his last sermon these all know the hidden bitterness of the two words "never again." We put away our boyish toys with an odd head ache. We were too old to walk any longer on our stilts too old to play marbles on the sidewalk. Yet there was a pang when we thought we had played with our merry things for the last time, and life's serious, grown up work was siting for ns. Now we do not want the lost toys back. ' Life bas larger and other playthings for UA ' May it not be that these too shall seem, in the light of some far off day, as the boyish game neems to our manhood, and we rhall learn that death is bnt the opening of the gate into the land of promise f A Thrilling Pcrne. Says a writer : It was at a military review, held in Vienna, on the occasion of tbe fiftieth anniversary of the estab lishment of the military Order of Maria Theresa. Not far from thirty thousand cavalry were in line. A little child a girl of not more than four years, standing in the front row of spectators, either from fright or come other cause, rushed out into tbe open Held just as a sqnairon of hussars came sweeping around from the main body. They had made the detour for the purpose of saluting the empress, whose carnage was drawn up in that i art of the parade ground. Dowu came tbe flying pquadron, charg ing at a mad gallop down directly up on the child. The mother was paralyzed, as were others, for there could be no rescue from the line of spectators. The empress uttered a cry of hotror, for the child's destruction seemed inevitable and suoh terrible destruction the tramping to death by a thousand iron .hoofs I Directly nnder the feet of the horses was the little one another instant mnst seol its doom when a stalwart hussar, who was in the front line, without slack ing his speed or looseniDg his hold, throw himself over by the side of his horse's neck, seized and lifted the child, and placed it in safety upon his saddle bow ; nnd this he did without changing his pace, or breaking the correct align ment of the squadron . Ten thousand voices hailed with rap turous applause the gallant deed, and other thousands applauded when they knew. Two women there were who could only sob forth their gratitude in broken acoents the mother and the empress. And a proud and happy moment must it have been for the hussar when his emperor, taking from his own breast the richly enameled cross of the Order of Maria Theresa, hung it upon the breast of his brave and gallant trooper. An Actor's Life. There is much to admire about Bouci cauit, the dramatic author, says a cor respondent. Of his real life the public, although so much indebted to him, know but little. lie has four children two boys aud two girls. His eldest son, one of the victims of tbe railway collision at Huntingdon, in England, lies buried tbere. The father was deeply attached to tbe young man, purchased a large piece of ground in the cemetery and in 1 1 sed it as a garden. There i- no tomb, only "the name of the boy "Willie" in sea shells is inscribed on the lawn among shrubs aud flowers. Mr. Boucicault, desirous to make the town of Hunting don itself a monument to his son, offered to erect in his name any publio building the corporation should consider most -cqoiTfid.-. Tho people of tbe town were convened to decide the matter, and they nsked that the grammar school should be rebuilt. Mr. Boucicault is now rais ing a noble pile of buildings on the marketplace of Huntingdon, capable of accommodating one hundred and fifty boys. The school will be furnished and inaugurated on the tenth of May in next year, his son's birthday. It is given to tbe citizens of Huntingdon as a bequest from Willie Boucicault, whose portrait will hang over the head master's desk, and on tho tenth of May in every year, tbe pupils will elect among themselves ' ue of their number, " not selected for proficiency in studies," but "for ami ability, honor, and good nature" for, svid Mr. Boucicault, "these were the qualities that distinguished my dear boy." The head master will confer on the elected boy a modal, on one side re cording the honorable distinction, and n the other the words : " With Willie's l')ve." The tenth of May will remain a wnole Holiday forever iu that school. A Boy's' Sad Fate, A boy about thirteen years of age has for tne past three months been working for a lamo shoemaker in Detroit, the Free Preta says, but was thrown out of a job and upon a cold world through no fault of bis. J. ho shoemaker sent him down town to hear " the latest," and the hid connultcu a bulletin, and went back and said : "Kellogg saysthnt Louisiana is sure for Hayes by 8,liU0." " That defeats Tilden 1" said the shoe- mater. Iu about an hour he sent the boy dowu again, and the lad reported : " Wado Hampton carries South Caro lina. "That elects Tildent" said the old man. A third timo the boy was sont for uows, and this time bo reported : " Florida Democratic, New York Re publican, and both parties claiming the election I You ore discharged ; you are not re liable I" said the old man, bnt yet the lad had closely consulted "latest dia patches. " A Base Proposal. " Considering that the mosquitoes are making their full raids and are particn larly lively just now, my dear," said Jones to his wife, "don't you think it would bo a good idea to bring the baby's crib into our room ? We might divert the attention of tho voracious insects a littlo from ourselves. I hate to be de prived of my rest, and baby can sleep all day, you know." Mrs. Jones went in search ol tue lire tongs at once. ' They were giving " Pique " at a thea ter one afternoon lately. Two young ladies, living at a distance, having to take the train at an early hour, were obliged to leave before the representa tion was finished. Selecting, as they thought, a very quiet time in the play, they were passing down the aisle, when an actor suddenly appeared on tne stage, and. repeat in ar a part of . his role. exclaimed: "There they go ; the only two women I ever loved. One I couldn't have, and the other I can't get." Step up to a citizen and tell him that his father and grandfather were lunatics. and toe how quickly' he will crook his elbow. Yet, let that citizen shoot some body, and he will bless you if you 11 help him prove that all his ancestors wero not only crazy, bnt the biggest fools iu the neighborhood. A Pigeon Roost. A Southland (Mo.) paper describes the pigeon roost thcie this year as fol lows: . Pigeon have come into this part of the country by millions. Of evenings , the sky is darkened with them in the neighborhood of Dr. Dodeou's, on the lnglaize. They have made Dodson's farm their headquarters, and at nights the trees nnd underbrush are' loaded down with multitudes. As this roost is but a short distance from our house we have hurl nmnla ormnrtunitv to watch their manenvers, anl to hear the inces sant noise they make. A little before sundown large armies of pigeons are seen coming from different points of the compass, but each army passes on ward as if they intended to change their roosting place. After awhile they re turn and settle on the trees around the roost, not many of them nearer than a mile of the place. They make sudden flights from these trees, and the sound of their wings is like that of a great storm. There is a constant roaring in tbe air as myriads of the birds fly to and fro. About dark they fly toward the roost, and for a long time they fly round and round, and have the appear ance of bees swarmb g, although the vast number and tornado like roaring they make surpasses anything in the power of man to describe. After a while they alight on the trees and bushes, and the limbs are bent downward, often are broken off. The pigeons keep np a con stant chattering which can be heard for miles away. They are never still during tbe night. So far as sleep is concerned, such a thing is out of the question with a pigeon. They are disturbed by them selves, suoh throngs assembling in a spot that none can be still - for a mo ment, and the incessant discharging of firearms among them causes them to change their location almost constantly. This roost is visited every night by crowds of men, some with guns and others with poles, which they use in thrashing down the pigeons that happen to be at the point struck. Hundreds are killed every night; but when light ap pears the vast armies again go forthwith apparently as much vigor as ever. Pieeons have been killed in JNew lorn with undigested rice in their crops, which they had evidently gathered in the ricefields of tbe Carolines. From these and other circumstances it has been estimated that a pigeon flics at the rate of a mile a minnte. Imagine, then, millions upon millions of these birds, all on the wing at the same time, over a scope of country not more than two miles square, and a faint idea of tho noise they make may be obtained. But no one cau ever fully imagine what a pigeon roost is or how much noise they make until one is seen and heard. There is an abundance of mast here now, and we suppose the pigeons will remain here until it is all cone. One curious circumstance is that in the neighborhood of this pigeon roost we never see a pigeon from the time they leave in the morning uutil they return in the evening. They are not eating tho mast here at all, but somewhere they are all feasting luxuriantly, for they are all fat. Pet Prairio Dog. We have great frolics with our little prairie dogs, says a correspondent. One village, which was started by the intro duction of six or eight m our iront yard, now consists of more than twenty funny little craatuves, whose nutics and gambols are equal to tho'-eof our house hold pet, the kitten. ihey still fear strangers, and always seem to keep out a picket guard to warn of the approach i-t a foe. This guard changes, but is al ways one of the okl dogs. Ho remains upright, watching while the others are playing or feeding, and sounds his note of warning by the utterance of a succes sion of rapid squeaks or barks. At the first sound the others immediately scamper like mice down their holes, where they remain until the barking ceases, when they timidly venture forth agaiu. Having habitually fed them, tley regard me as a constant friend, and my approach is the sigual for the rally ing of their forces around my feet. They climb iu my lop, up on my shoul der, impudently nibble my buttons or fingers, while their inquisitive little noses are sniffling vigorously for the cake or ct acker which they know I have somewhere concealed for them. ' The latter they are very fond of, and one of the liveliest frolioa was caused by giving them some ginger snaps, which they ate eagerly at first, but were quite dis gusted at the burning sensation pro duced by the ginger. They scolded and chattered, struck at thoir noses with the hands which they ueo so cleverly, and utterly refused to eat any more, thongh they were very hungry. One of them has been named Billy, and will always come when called, even from the depths of his hole; consequently he gets the first bite, an 1 is at once attacked by all the others to take it from him. They scramble aud tumble over and over, five or six after the same morsel, chattering all the time like so many monkeys. Milch Cows in Euglaud. Tn a dairy show opened at Agricul tural Hall, London, a novel and in teresting addition is made to the agri cultural exhibitions periodically claim ing metropolitan attention. The dairy farmers constitute an important section of the community, tbe returns of last year showing that in .England .alone there were 1,000,000 milch cows, of which number it was calculated 1,200, 000 were iu the hands of 50,000 persons. The value of the milk produced by thete cows, putting the price at sixpence per imperial gallon, and estimating that each cow yields four hundred gallons a year, would amount to twelve millions sterling. With the facilities afforded by the railways and the operation ot the Adulteration aot, the milk trade is ra pidly increasing, bo that there is as much excuse for an annual exhibition of dairy produce as of horses, poultry, dogs, cats, barmaids, donkeys or babies. If the dairy show leads to the vending of pure milk and the total annihilation of "Simpson," "calves' brains," "the eow with the iron tail," and other adul terants, until recently said to form com ponent element! of " London milk," tbe British Dairy Farmers' Association will not have lived in vain.
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