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HENRY A. PARSONS, Jr., Editor and Publisher. NIL DESPERANDUM. Two Dollars per Annum.
VOL. VIII. BIDGWAY, ELK COUNTY, PA., THURSDAY, NOVEMBEB 28, 1878. NO. 41.
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Come Into the Hills.
Come up onto the bills thy strength is there
Oh, thou but lingered long,
Too long amid the bowers and blossoms (air,
With notes of summer song
Oh, sonl t why tarry there ? What though the
bird
Pipe matin in the vale,
The ploughboy whistle to the loitering herl
As the red daylights fail.
Yet eome unto the hills, the old strong hills,
And leave the stagnant plain s
Come to the gushing of the new-born rills
That Bing unto the main,
And thou with denizens of power shall dwell
Beyond demeaning care
Composed upon bis rock, mid storm and fell,
The eagle shall be there.
Come up unto the hills t the shattered tree
Still clings unto the rock,
And flingeth out his branches, steadfast, free,
To bide again the shock t
Come where no fear is known i the sea-bird's
nest
On the old hemlock swings,
And thou shalt taste the gladness of nnrest,
And mount upon thy wings.
Come up unto the hills : the men of old,
Tbey of undaunted will,
Grew Jubilant of heart, and strong and bold,
On the enduring hill ;
Where eame the sounding of the sea afar,
. Borne landward to the ear,
And nearer grew the moon and midnight star,
And Ood himself more near.
Elizabeth Oakes Smith.,
My Rich Uncle from China.
A THANKSGIVING STORY.
"My dears," cried Mrs. Chidleigh,
harrying into the morning parlor, where
Berenice and 1 sat, busy over Mne ana
pink tarlatan candy-bags, for the charity
fair, I've news lor you, the very best
of news.
It was the day before Thanksgiving,
and the fair was to be held that evening
at mv aunt s house.
" What is it ?" demanded Berenice,
scattering her candies. " Has Mr. Ever
leigh spoken at last ?"
My annt flushed and bit her lip.
"My dear Berenice," she said, "you
should not be so out-spoken 1 To hear
you, one would fancy you were exceed
ingly anxious about Mr. Everleigh."
" Well, aren't we?" interrupted Ber
ry, saucily, tossing her blonde hair.
" I'm sore we've been expecting him to
speak for the last month, and hoping
for it, too. Where's the harm in saying
what we feel?"
Annt was silent. I laughed, as I fill
ed a blue bag with pink bon-bons.
" You seem to take it for granted,
Berry," I said, " that when Mr. Ever
leigh does speak, it will be to propose
for yon. Now, you forget me. Who
can tell, which he may choose ? '
Berenice curled her red lip.
" He'll not be likely to choose yon,
Meg, at any rate," she said, with
sneer.
Now, I knew this to be quite true. I
was a poor orphan, my father died, pen-
. nuess, a few years before, we uvea in
a small eottage, with only four rooms,
that had once been the gardener's cot
tage, and which had been granted to us
rent free, by Annt Mary. In fact, we
were, more or less, dependents on her
bounty . Mother eked out our scanty
living by taking in plain sewing, and
earned a little by fine embroidery; but
I bad not much time of my own for
this kind of work, for my aunt was
sending for we, continually, to do this
and thnt; and I did not dare to re
fuse. I was. in short, a kind of maid
cf-ftll woik, up at the "great house,"
as we called Aunt Mary s residence,
Sometimes, I thought, with a sigh, of
the difference between mamma's lot and
Aunt Mary's. Then I remembered that
tho latter had sold herself for money,
marrying an old man, who was twice
her age, aud both jealous and exacting,
Fortunately, he had died, at last. But
Anot Mary had, long since, paid the
penalty, by growing harder-hearted and
more 'selfish daily, when my own dear
parents, who had married for love, had
been supremely happy ; at lead, while
father lived, I was not sure, recalling
all this, that, in spite of our privations,
we ought to complain. Yet Berenice
was correct, of course. What right had
I, a dependant, even to think of Mr.
Everleigh, who was rich, fashionable,
and a favorite everywhere ?
But I was human, after all, and this
taunt roused me.
" I can't see why he shouldn't marry
even me, if he loved me," I retorted.
"He's a free agent, at any rate."
Berenice tossed her head, till her ring
lets were in a shimmer,
" What a little fool you are," she said,
" for goodness' sake hold your tongue.
Mamma, love," and she turned her back
on me, "don't you mean to tell us your
good news?"
"Assuredly, when you are polite
enough to hear it. I've been waiting
now, some ten minutes. Are yon nod
Meg quite done with your absurd dis
cussion ? "
"Quite, mamma I It was Meg who
started it ; she's always chattering non
sense. But let us hear the news."
Aunt drew a letter from her pocket.
"A letter," cried Berenice ; "then it
does not concern Mr. Everleigh, after
all."
"My dear, no. No one mentioned
Mr. Everleigh's name, but yourself. I
really wish you would try and be a lit
tle more guarded. The letter is from
your uncle in Shanghae, He is coming
home.
Berenice and I gave a simultaneous
exclamation. Since the earliest years
of our childhood, "our nncle in Ch'ina "
had been the center about which all our
romance had revolved. He was mam
ma' brother, and Aunt Mary's also.
Years before, when I was a mere baby,
he had gone abroad, become soldier and
.Bailor by turns, and finall had amassed,
. we had heard, a great fortune. Once in
a long while a battered box that smelled
of camphor and foreign spioes came
over seas, a reminder that Uncle Hal had
not quite forgotten either mamma or
Aunt Mary. But generally the gifts
were to my aunt "Those on whom
success shines," Bays the old homily
" are successful in all things."
" When your uncle ooraes home from
China, Berenice dear, we will do thus
and so," was always on my aunt's
tongue ; for, rich as she was, at least
comparatively, she was always wanting
more.
And now he was coming I Berry
soreamed with delight
" I shall tell Everleigh, sne saw, al
most instantly, and a little spitefully,
" I dare say he'll speak now.
" It doesn't at all matter whether he
speaks or not, my daughter," said my
aunt, loftily, " when your uncle arrives
and we may look for him any day next
week you will feel, my dear, that your
position in life is doubly secured.
Even Mr. Everleigh would hardly be a
match for you I So now yon and Maggie
go on with your worK. i m giaa our
oharity fair comes off to-night j we shall
be busy hereafter preparing for your
uncle. What a pity he couldn't be here
for Thanksgiving."
Having said this, my aunt sat down to
write out invitations and directions for
the charity fair. A devout churoh
member, and something of a philanthro
pist, was aunt.
"Mamma, mamma, I say," called
Jack, Berenice's hopeful brother, a lad
some dozen summers old, thrusting his
curly head in at the door, " Have you
got any stale victuals, or old clothes, or
anything to give away ? "
My aunt put down her gold pen, and
threw back the point-laoe lappets of her
brenkfast-cap, with an air of annoyance.
Jack was such a torment 1
" Why, Jack ?" demanded Berenice.
"'Cause there's a beggar out here.
Ho looks awful hungry ; and ain't got
uo overcoat. I say, mamma, can I give
him that cold turkey in the larder ? "
Mamma leaped to her feet
" No. I want that turkey to maek
sandwiches for the fair ; don t dare to
touch it, Send the beggar away ; yon
know I won't have tramps about the
place. Send him away, this minute;
and go straight up to the library, and
write out your Latin exercises."
Jack turned from the door, a cloud on
his sunny face. Looking out of the
window, I saw an old man, insufficiently
clad. Our big dog Carlo was snarling
at his heels. The beggar was so close
to the window that he must nave heard
every word my aunt said ; and he looked
crestfallen enough in consequence.
" It doesn't seem quite consistent,"
I remarked, lor once letting my indig
nation get the better of my love of
peace, "to have the house about one's
ears, getting ready for a charity fair,
wd a starving beggar walking from the
Joor unfed."
" A thieving tramp." cried my aunt.
hotly. " Keep silent, Meg, and .don't
interfere. It s none of your business,
anyhow."
I was prudent enough to make no re
ply, but my blood boiled, nevertheless.
Had I remained much longer, I should
have lost my self-control, I fear ; so I
got up directly, and saying that 1 had
promised to go nome soon, left my
aunt s.
Our cottage was at the edge of the
wood, just outside of the great gates;
but the avenue was half a mile long,
and before 1 reached the gates, I had
almost overtaken the beggar. He seerr
ed not only old, bnt feeble, and walked
with difficulty ; he was probably deaf
also, as he did net seem to hear my foot
steps. Just outside the gates, he met
my little sister, Kitty, who was return
ing from the wood, where she had been
to pick up sticks for our tire.
" My door," said the old man, address
ing her, " can yon tell me where I can
get a bit of supper and a night's lodging ?
I am old and poor, and haven't the
money to go to a tavern. Yon look as
if yon had a kind heart, God bless it I
I've just been turned away from the big
house here; but perhaps you are not so
hard-hearted as the mistress there.
Kitty's honest little face showed the
pity that she felt. But she was only a
child, and shrnnR from responsibility,
" I don't know sir," she said, diffi
dently, I think mamma will give you
something to eat; and maybe we can find
a bed for you; that is, it sister Margaret
and I sleep on the settee; for you see
our house is small. But, oh, here comes
sister herself, she cried, as she diKcov
ered me, " and she'll tell you all about
it"
My heart wa3 still hot with indigna
tion at the brutality with which my
aunt and Berenice had treated the old
man. and I hastened to reply, warmly
" Yes, I will undertake that you shall
have supper and bed, although neither
may be as good as what they could have
given you up at the great house. But
what little we have, you shall share.
Stay, let mo carry your pack for you."
He hod a small one strapped on his back
"Indeed, indeed, I am fitter to do it
than you."
" Thank you," he said, slowly taking
a long look at my face, and then scru
tinizing that of Kitty s. "YouBeem.
both of you, as if you were good children ;
and your oner to take my pacK proves as
much. But 1 11 carry it myself, still.
Little one," and he turned to Kitty,
" what have you got those sticks for?
"For mother's fire, please." she said.
dropping a little curtesy. " I have just
been getting them in the woods."
" My aunt," I interposed, "who lives
in the great house here, kindly allows us
to pick up loose bits from under the
trees. We are poor, as sister says, and
so every utue ueips.
"And you are duly thankful. I sup
pose?" said the old man, sarcastically.
"Beggars must not be choosers, you
know, as I beard just now myself."
1 blushed scarlet with shame for mv
aunt. " Indeed, indeed," I cried, "you
must not judge Aunt Mary too harshly,
for I see, from what you say, that you
overheard her. She must have been out
of sorts this morning
"And I suppose that a voice which
answered her, and which I think
recognize," he interrupted, looking at
me keenly again, " belonged to some
one wuo was not out of sorts, eh ?
Before I could answer I heard the
quick gallop of a horse, and my poor
weak heart gave a great bound, for I
recognized in that elastic footfall the
step of the thoroughbred that Mr. Ever
leigh rode. In my embarrassment I
stepped quickly aside, thongh of course
there was no danger, and in stepping
aside my foot slipped on a stone, my
ankle turned, and with an unconscious
crv of pain I sank to the earth.
The rider was off his horse and at my
side, and had lifted me in his arms, even
before the old beggar who stood bo close
to me could stoop to assist me. " It is
only a sprain," I stammered, trying to
free myself, yet feeling, oh I so happy,
in those strong arms. " I am sure I can
walk."
But I know yon can't." said Mr.
Everleigh impetuously. 1 How shall I
ever forgive myself ? It was my rapid
gallop that made you start
"No. no." I cried. "I was talking to
this poor old man, and it came on me so
suddenly you are not a bit to blame
only I have been foolish. But do let
me try to walk."
My earnestness, joined to mv strug
gles, induced him to yield. He released
me from his arms. But the instant I
put my foot to the ground, the agony
was such that I almost shrieked. I bit
my lip till the blood came, however,
and kept silence.
Mr. Everleigh snatched me again into
his arms. " I knew it would be bo," he
cried, " and now you must, let me carry
you. John," and he called to a groom,
who had been following mm, "ride at
at once to Dr. Landor's. We must, my
dear Miss Chidleigh, have the foot ban
daged without delay."
" And I will lead your horse to the
cottage, " interposed the old beggar,
" and tie him there. Uome on. little
Kitty, you and I will follow."
When we got home the house was
filled with the smell of crullers, which
mamma was baking for the feast
that was to be given, up at Aunt Mary's,
after the fair. Poor mamma, she looked
tired to death ; and when she saw me,
she fairly gave up for a moment ; but
Mr. Everleigh, in a few, kind words,
put her fears to rest ; and long before
the physician came, my injured foot was
swathed and bandaged, bo that Dr.
Landor declared he had been " regular
ly taken in."
When evening came my foot was ever
so much better; so much bo, that, when
Mr. .Everleigh returned with a carriage,
and insisted that we should all go up to
my aunt's to the fair, as we had prom
ised, I was only too willing to consent
For the first time in our acquaintance,
there was something in Mr. Everleigh's
manner that made even me, humble as
I was, think that I was not without a
charm for hinu
The beggar had crept, unobtrusively,
iuto a corner while my foot was being
bandaged, but Kitty, remembering him,
left me when she found the hurt was not
serious. "Poor old man," she said.
we had tcaily forgotten you. You
must be hnLgry. Here, eat some of
these crullers, and when mamma has
.finished with Maggie she will make yon
a cup of tea."
The cup of tea was made iu due time.
and a substantial supper set before the
mendicant; in fact &U the sold meat we
had in the bouse. When Mr. Ever
leigh returned, and we proposed to go,
the old beggar rose to his feet:
" 1 am a stranger to you. ma am. ' he
said, addressing mamma, " and natur
ally you will notywish to leave me here in
vour house. 1 will wait outside till you
come back."
" Wait outside ?" cried mamma. and
in the cold ? No, your face is an honest
face, if there ever was one. Sit down
again, here by the fire, and stay, and
sleep here to-night and take dinner with
us to-morrow. It will be a homely meal
for a Thanksgiving one. but such as it
is you will be welcome to it"
God bless you, ma'am." said the
old man, with a shaky voice, and I
I thought I saw tears in his eyes. I am
bure I heard him murmur, as he turned
away to hide his emotion : "Of such is
tho kingdom of heaven."
J. he charitv fair, as the reader, bv
this time has understood, was to be
held in my aunt's spacious apartments.
.everybody was to be there. The gov
ernor even, who was on a visit to his
brother, a near neighbor, was expected
to attend. One of the senators for our
State was also to be present. It was to
be a most brilliant affair.
So, when the dining-room was all
a-glitter with lights, and echoed with gay
voices, and shone with handBome dress
es, and beheld the presence of the most
distinguished society of the county ; and
was filled with stalls of pretty things,
the big, chintz-covered chair was
wheeled into the hall, and I, my sprain
ed foot resting on a cushion, sat in it,
with a table of pretty knick-knacks be
fore me ; and Mr. Everleigh by me.
My aunt did not look in a good hu
mor, however, though her fair could
not have been more of a success, and
though everybody praised her philan
thropy. Berenice, too, wore a scowl,
that spoiled all her blonde beauty.
Somewhere about ten o'clock, when
business was at its briskest, there came
a roll of wheels on the drive and bustle
at the door. Presently, Jack, who had
gone to see what was the matter, rushed
back, his gray eyes danoing.
"Oh! Berry, I say," he crk'd out
stifling a burst of laughter, " You know
the beggar ? The old man we turned
off this morning? Well, he's back
again; here at the door, and, oh I my
buttons, but he's our uncle from China.''
My aunt, in her black silk and point
lace, stood behind a stall of cakes and
ices. She turned sharply at Jack's
words. He saw her look of consterna
tion, and screamed with laughter again.
" I sav. now. mamma, it is true.
Don't von wish you'd let me give him
the cold turkey, instead of making it
into sandwiches?"
Mv aunt did not utter a word. But
she hurried to the door, and Berenice
fnllnwttl-
There he stood, our long-expected
uncle from China, a little, weauier
beaten old man, with a pinched, pale
face. A wioked twinkle lit his eyes.
My aunt rushed up to him at once, and
wnnM mvA smothered him with kisses.
Bnt h merelv gave her the tips of his
vellow fingers.
"I made acquaintance with your
inw this morning." he said with a
dry, chuckling laugh, turning to me, as
he came in, "and the little girl there,
too "indicating Kitty. "She is poor
Marian's ohild, eh? She's got ner
,v,o fair fane, and good heart
bi,. ... fha ViAffcar a welcome, which
r .Ka T know of. didn't Ah,
ii t ..mnnM its human nature. But
I'll make it up to her, all the same.
Kvr turn a needy man from your
LiMri. Chidleigh. You know what
the good book says about entertaining
angels unawares ?"
Poor aunt ? The look on her face was
too ludicrous? In spite of our relation
ship, I laughed till my sides ached.
But Berenice went to her room and
cried herself to sleep.
Well, there is little more to tell. It
really was our uncle from China, who
had chosen to come to us, wearing the
guise of a beggar ; and if only my aunt
had been consistent in her oharity, her
long cherished expectations might have
been realized.
As it was, the great China fortune
went to me and Kitty and Jack; and
Berenice got never a penny. And,
moreover, when Horace Everleigh did
speak (he had spoken that evening be
fore our uncle declared himself), it was
me he asked to be his wife.
Berenice takes it all bitterly to heart,
and my aunt is inconsolable; but I, be
lieving that in this life and in the life
whioh is to come we get only our just
deserts, have nothing to say.
"Yes," remarks my uncle, "Maggie
and Kitty and Jack shall inherit all I
have. They were kind to me when they
did not know who I was; that's the sort
of people I believe in." Peterson's.
How Operas are Composed.
Composers differ as much as authors
in their manner of working. M. Gou
nod is one of those whom composition
throws into a very fever, and who can
bear no interruption or domestio sounds
about them while they sit at the piano,
thumping the keyboard with one hand
and noting down their score with the
other. Poor Madame Gounod once
drove him wild by coming iu to ask him
for her thimble while he was endeavor
ing to link two phrases of an aria.
Meyerbeer used to compose methodi
cally, Bitting down to his piano as a
business man to his desk, and never
showing the least irritation if called
away from his work, which he seemed
able to take up and drop with the ut
most ease.
Bossini composed best lying on his
back in bed ; and if once he was en veine
ho would lie abed all day, humming his
airs to himself until he had learned
them by heart, and scoring down a
whole act at a time after he had hummed
and rehummed it to his satisfaction.
His musical memory was prodigious ;
but his voice was so untuneful that once
an Italian inn-keeper, in whose house
he once hummed for three whole days
at a stretch, ran up to beg him that he
would desist, for that his "noise " could
be heard through the open window and
disturbed some English tourists dining
alfresco down stairs.
Anber, even up to an advanced age,
used to imagino he derived musical in
spiration from a glass or two of cham
pagne ; and' Wagner ean' 8ny compose
with the assistance of suits of clothes of
divers colors, which he dons and puts
off, according to the style of thing at
which he is working. For instance,
when spinning off a pastoral duet he
will array himself in primrose satin ;
wheu he oomss to a martial chorus,
quick he bolts off to his dressing-room
to don a pair of scarlet satin pantaloons,
with tunio and cap to match. These de
lightful antics were made known to the
public through the very distressing cir
cumstances that the author of the
" Tannhauser " was sued by his milli
ner for the cost of his composing vest
ments, and was made to pay an extreme
ly long bill.
Among those whom we may call minor
composers M. Lecocq is the most hap
pily endowed, for he can force solos and
choruses anywhere and at any time in
trains, in a hot bath, on the top cf a
'bus, in the rain, or in a dentist's draw-
iug-room while waiting to have a tooth
drawn. M. Yasser, composer of " La
Timbale d' Argent," who is an organist
by profession, contrives his liveliest
melodies by allowing his fingers to run
wild over the keys of his large organ
and he, too. is a fertile workman. M.
Offenbach, on the contrary, though he
has composed so much, is only proline
during the spring time of the year, and
while residing by the seaside. If he
tries to compose elsewhere, and at
other times of the year, his works are
worth little, according to his own testi
mony. .London Daily News.
The Sunset Bird.
While in Dominica, Mr. Uber, an
American naturalist, heard of a bird
whioh the natives called the " soleil
oouoher, or "sunset bird." He could
find nobody who bad ever seen it, but
every evening, at about half an hour
before sunset, its solemn, weird cote
was heard in the mountains. The sound
was of a soft, flute-like nature, and
plainly syllabled the words, "soleil
oouoher, 'soleil oouoher." A vast amount
of superstition is attached to this bird.
Among other things, Mr. Ober was as
sured that it existed only in song, and
had no visible body; that it was, proba
bly, the voice of a departed spirit Mr.
Ober started to search for the mysteri
ous songster, and hunted for two weeks
without success. He, too, heard the
note, however, and it was always his
signal to prepare bis camp for the
night, for in those latitudes there is
little or no twilight, darkness succeed'
ing sunset almost immediately.
At last he saw the bird, and after
some careful maneuvering managed to
shoot a specimen, It belongs to tho
same family as the king bird, but is of
an entirelv different species. - It has a
back of drab color, and a breast of sul
phur yellow. On its head is a crest,
whioh it can erect or lay flat at pleasure.
Mr. Ober afterward shot four other
specimens, and sent them, with most of
his collections, to Prof. Lawrence and
Prof. Baird of the Smithsonian institute
to be named. Soon afterward he re
ceived the information that the institute
had named the species after its dis
eoverer, calling it the "Myiarchus
upen.
"In my airly days," remarked tha
old man, as he shoveled coal into the
schoolhouse bin, " they didn't use coal
to keep us school young 'uns warm. I
in tell you." " What did they use ?"
asked a bov near by. A sad. far-awav
look seemed to pass over the old man's
faoe as he quietly responded ;- " Birob
TIMELY TOPICS.
Letters from persons desirious of
adopting orphans are pouring into Mem
phis, Tenn.
A Paris worker in metals finds himself
with a head of green hair from some un
known chemical cause.
Tho latAHt invontinn rnnnrted in F.n.
rope is a phosphorescent paper, writing
or print on which can be read in the
dark.
New discoveries of gold have been
made in Siberia, near the source of the
Konnisar and a nugget of gold weigh
ing 147 pounds, the largest ever dis
covered in Russia, and probably in the
world, has been found on the banks of
the Upper Toungouska, near the river's
mouth.
Twenty vears ago a girl was born
in Flemingsburg, Ky. Her parents re
solved to begin from her birth and de
posit ten cents a day in bank for her
benefit Bhe is now twenty years old,
and the sum amounts to $1,461. The
young man that marries her will enter
tain a secret wish that they had made it
twenty cento a day.
Boston polioemen are compelled to
wear leather collars, the intention being
to make them hold up their heads in a
soldierly manner ; but the leather rubs
their chins, and the restraint grows ex
ceedingly irksome after a few hours.
The polioemen complain loudly, but the
commissioners say that something is
necessary as a check on the tendency to
slovenness.
Samuel Williams began his career in
the United States as a runaway from his
.English home, having obtained money
by forging his father's name. Hebe-
came professor of languages and applied
sciences in the University of Virginia,
and was rated high among college
savants, but has just finished bis career
as a peddler of apples in the streets of
Dallas, Texas, drunkenness having
mined him.
ItUUClll 1 UiaOli KU CU(JlUO'UlllCl V'l
Chester, England, was a steady man,
while his wife was of intemperate habits.
One day last July, as he lay on a sofa
with his gun behind him, she came
home drunk, struck him, and there was
a struggle for the gun, which went off,
fatally wounding her. The husband
shot himself, but did not cause mortal
injury, when they lay on the floor to
gether the man said, " It was your own
fault, now forgive me." He at the same
time held out his hand, but the wife
would not take it, saying, " You ve shot
me and you'll have to bo hung for it."
On trial the jury acquitted Parker, amid
much applause.
The king of Dahomey, on the African
coast, whom England has been trying to
civilize, has relapsed into his old ways.
tie recently attacked a village to the
windward of Whydah, and brought in a
great number of human heads, and also
many women and children captives. He
has carried off a Portuguese merchant,
Tgnatio Mayrattraes, and is cow detain
ing in custody the Portuguese consul
and t-eveu soldiers. He obliges the
soldiers to go through a variety of mili
tary maneuvers daily for his amusement
The king has re-established his grand
customs of annual human sacrifices, and
within the past month over 500 persons
have been slaughtered.
" He Playing She "(at College).
The night of the performance is al
ways one of excitement to the "young
women." The nimble fingers of a dress-
ing-maid are needed. " Tom, lace my
corsets ; don't dull 'em too tight I
" Bill, hook the back of my dress I and
the like orders would sound strangely
to the uninitiated ears. "Confound
that pinl" "Hang that string !"'
I've forgotten whether this is the
front or the back of this blank thing,"
and " Which is the top and the bottom
of these corsets ?" are no infrequent sen
tences. Bnt habit and care conquer,
and with skirts gathered about his limbs
he rushes across the college-yard to the
society rooms, the passing proctor bare
ly turning, fully understanding that
" she " is a " he." It is not until the
dressing-room is reached that the hand
some wig is put on, the rouge and lily
white and the line for the under eyelid,
and all the little arts which unite in
making the f aco fair and interesting. A
good make-up is sure of a good recep
tion, and the words ' ' You look stun-
niDg " will give a fellow more encour
agement before his entrance than can be
described. The eager plaudits of a col
lege audience, no one who has received
it can forget. Besides the smell of the
foot-lights, there is the aroma of alma
mater good-fellowship in the reception.
Then, the actor's audience is above the
average intelligence, and catcnes every
point, seconds every witticism, and ap
plauds every good bit of acting. And
after the play, when "Company 1 com
pany I company I" brings the actors and
actresses with a scurry to the front, it is
no wonder that they who have success
fully simulated gentler characters than
their own, should feel a particular pride.
It is worth while to hurry to one's room,
rltflP tV a ulriCi AAMAfo on1 At.itarAVQa
and don the male attire, and with pipe,
cigar or oigorette in mouth, to re
turn to the assemblage and meet the
audience. Tht graduates and older
classmen pay the highest compliment
possible in not recognizing the actress
in the nonchalant young man : the pro
fessors smile and nod benignantly, and
your own classmates say, " Jolly ; old
i enow up-top r louve aone your
self credit!" "Pretty as apioture!"
" xou never did better in your hie,
Buster r scnoner Magazine.
A carriage oomes suddenly noon
flock of geese on a narrow road, and
drives straight through the middle of
them. A goose was never yet fairly
run over, nor a duck. They are under
the very wheels and hoofs, and yet
somehow they contrive to flap and wad
dle safely off. Habitually stupid, heavy
and indolent, they are equal to the
emergency,
A River Filled with Sharks.
Entering Shark river we notioed the
light of Dr. Harris' boat ahead, and we
made fast to her stern. The entrance to
Shark river can easily be found by ob
serving the following directions: North
west from north Cape Sable, about four
miles, will be noticed a heavily timber
ed cane nroieoting into the gulf: round
ing this point and keeping the timber to
the right hand, the river will be dis
covered. As a heavy northeast gale was
blowing, the captain of the doctor's
craft had anchored a few hundred yards
from the entrance, where we were pro
tected from the storm by the giant man
groves.
W e have wandered considerably, ana
sailed over many oceans, but never saw
even an approach to the number and
size of the sharks at this point Their
movements in every direction rendered
the water luminous. Until we retired
for the night they were visible, here,
there and everywhere. They were
dashing hither and thither with a rapid
ity that surprised me. They would
dart like lightning and double up on
A1 1 1 fl 11. .1 A 1-1 3
tneir iracas witn an ease mai aBwnmueu
me. Their movements and size could
be determined by the phosphorescence
of the water. Mullet pass into the
rivers with the tide and out with the
ebb, and it is probable that the sharks
were enjoying a feed of these toothsome
fish. The water was eighteen feet deep,
and looking over the side of the boat,
flashes of light not larger than the
hand could be noticed, probably pro
ceeding from these monsters many feet
below the surface.
About eight p. m. one of the brutes
struck the bow of the boat a severe blow
in one of his rushes to capture his prey,
and I denounced hisa for his stupidity.
Although I had beat across Florida
bay in a severe gale, my boat was com
paratively tight, and made but little
water. For another hour I enjoyed my
pipe and watched the voracious mon
sters as they forwarded four, chassed and
turned corners. At nine p. m. I ar
ranged my bed and stretched myself for
a snooze. I was just about to bid fare
well to this world, and exclaim with
Sancho Panza, "Blessed is the man
who invented sleep, for it wrappeth one
like a cloak," when bang came one of
the monsters against the starboard side
of the boat, and the dory trembled
from stem to stern. Satisfied that the
boat had received some injury I turned
out lit my lamp, and examined the well
to ascertain if the boat was leaking. I
made a hasty examination, and fancying
that all was right turned in. I awoke
at 4 a. M with a sensation of moistness
about my hips, and found that the boat
was leaking badly, and that the water
was over the floor. I attributed the
leak to the butting proclivities of his
aharkship, and an examination at a later
date developed the fact that the blow
had started a plank.
Lire in the Arctic Regions.
Dr. John Bae recently delivered an
interesting lecture on this subject in
Dublin. Tbe lecturer, after having
stated the necessity of those taking part
in the Arctic expeditions being previous
ly accustomed to exposures to cold and
privations, pave a vivid account of two
voyages which he made to those regions.
He described how the Esquimaux built
huts of blocks of snow in which they
lived perfectly warm, how the seals are
killed bv a harpoon being suddenly
plunged by the hunter into the breath
iug holes they make in the ice, and re
lated several amusing anecdotes showing
the sagacity of foxes Some of these
animals he had known to scrape away
oil the snow which covered the traps set
for them, and then approaching at the
back, steal and eat the bait, He had
plso known a fox to scrape a trench by
the side of a piece of bait and then get
ting into the hole pull the meat down
and so discharge the gun. to tbe trigger
of which a string one end of which was
attached to the bait was tied. Having
thus avoided the shot and defeated the
intention of the hunter it would eat the
oait. He did not agree with Mr. Bo-
manes in thatgentlemau's opinion about
animal intelligence ; but he believed
that some of these foxes showed that
they possessed something more than
mere instinct Having referred to the
sufferings of Sir John Franklin's party,
he mentioned some of the privations to
whioh he (Dr. Bae) and his men were
subject They had to Bleep in the snow
houses together iu their clothes, and
were unable to wash, being only able to
rub themselves with enow. At times
they depended upon their hunting for
food, and they were bo hungry that they
devoured the whole of the birds shot
except the bill and claws. Their drink
was tea. water, chocolate, etc, but they
took no grog. In conclusion, the lec
turer mentioned that on his return he
and his party, consisting of eight, were
given the 850.000 granted by govern
ment for the discovery of the remains of
those forming the t rankiin expedition.
Words of Wisdom.
We must have a diet of company, as
well as one of books.
Even the weakest man is strong
enough to enforce his convictions.
Few persons have courage enough to
seem as good as they really are.
Grant graciously what yon cannot re-
fuse safely, and conciliate those you
cannot conquer.
As we must render an account of ev
ery idle word, so must we likewise of
our idle silence.
Logic is the essence of truth, and
truth is the most powerful tyrant; but
then, tyrants bate the truth.
Children have neither past nor fu
tnre; and, what scarcely ever happens
to us, they enjoy the present.
I hate to see a thing done by halves
U it be right, do it boldly; if it be wrong,
leave it undone altogether. (Jiipin,
Truth is the most powerful thing in
the world, since notion can only please
us by its resemblance to n.
The most phlegmatio dispositions of
ten contain the most inflammable spirits,
as fire is struck from the hardest Hint
I think the first virtue is to restrain
the tongue: he approaches nearest to
the gods who knows how to be silent
even when he is in the pht. caw,
Winter Time.
LOOK OS THIS PICTURE.
I sing the merry winter time
The snow-olad hills,
The froien rills,
The bare brown woods of winter time.
The bright and cheery winter time
The hoar-frost's rime,
The Christmas chime,
The glitt'ring stars of winter time.
The ruddy oheeks of winter time t
The tinkling bells,
The langhing bells,
The ringing skates of winter time.
The long crisp nights of winter time i
The Bilvery snow,
The grateful glow
Of blazing hearts of winter time.
Etc., etc., etc.
AND OS THIS.
I sing the gloomy winter time t
The plumbers' bills,
The drugs and pills,
And aches and ills of winter time.
The sleety Btreets of winter timo t
The ups and downs
And broken crowns,
And slush and drifts of winter time.
The howling winds of winter time :
The falling sign,
The bleating kine,
The shiv'ring poor of winter time.
The melting snows of winter time :
The " busted " pipes,
The much-used " wipes,"
The leaky roofs of winter time.
P. R. And other disaereeable things too
nnmerouB to mention. Arorrifc'"i Herald,
Items of Interest
Kentucky's coal fields contain thirteen
thousand square miles.
The first printing press in the United
States was introduced in 1629.
The first chimneys were introduced
into Borne from Padna in 13G8.
This is the season of the year for de
fective flues and defective flies.
B. H. Stoddard, the poet, writes with
is left hand, the other being paralyzed.
Italv produces 7l3,:i8tJ,UUO gallons of
wine and 87,179,400 gallons of olive oil.
A nuptial tie : When husband and
wife have both married for money, and
neither have got any.
"I don't like winter," said one pick
pocket to another. "Everybody has
his hands in his pockets.'
After the four great powers of the
world come the hind powers, as illus
trated by the kicks of a mule.
Every man is made better by the pos
session of a good picture, if it is only a
landsoape on the bacs oi a uimcirea
dollar note.
Ypsilanti. Michigan, is one of the few
of the immortal American towns that
cant't poke fun at the Afghanistan war
names. Oil City Derrick.
The idea of omnibuses can be traced
ack as far as 1662, when seven car
riages ran through certain streets in
Paris, carrying passengers at the rate of
five sous each.
The improvement in roads during the
sixteenth century was very marked in
England, and was owing mainly to tne
system of tolls, which was found to
work admirably.
The item being circulated throughout
the country, that Christine Nilsson lost
eight thousand pounds in two months,
is believed to be an ingenious advertise
ment of the Anti-Fat mau.
A Sew Cave Discovery in Kentucky.
Another wonderful cave has recently
been discovered near Glasgow Jnnction,
Ky. It has already been explored for
a distance of twenty-three miles in one
direction, called the long route, and
sixteen miles iu another direction, called
the short route. The avenues are very
wide: a span of horses can easily be
driven through for a distance of eleven
miles. Three rivers, wide and very
deep, are encountered on the long route.
One of them is navigable for fourteen
miles, until the passages become too
narrow to admit a boat. This forms the
third or river route, which has to be ex
plored in a boat
The cave is wonderful beyond descrip
tion, and far surpasses in grandeur the
Mammoth or any cave ever before dis
covered. Several mummified remains
have been discovered in one of the large
rooms. They were reposing in stone
coffins, rudely constructed, and from
appearances may have been in this cave
for centuries. They present every ap
pearance of the Egyptian mummies.
Ureat excitement prevails over this
very important discovery. Mr. Edwin
Mortimore, of Chestnut street, Louis
ville, Ky., purchased three of the mum
mies, and he has them now in his posses
sion. Major George M. Proctor, of
Glasgow Junction, Ky., purchased the
remainder of the mummies from the
owner of the cave, Thomas Kelley . The
latter is, or rather was a few days ago; a
very poor man, struggling to make a
payment on a farm of twenty-four acres,
upon which, by mere accident, the en
trance to this wonderful cave was dis
covered. He obtained about $400 for
the mummies, and is now offered $10,000
for the cave.
The entrance to the cave is with
in the town limits, and is only about two
minutes' walk from the depot, whioh
makes it very valuable indeed, as visit
ors will not be oompelled to travel five y '
miles in a stage coach: as they'do it
desirous of visiting the Mammoth cave,
whioh is five miles from the town. In
fact all the celebrated caves of Kentucky
are in - this immediate vicinity. The
surface is very muoh broken, full of
great elevations and depressions, with
everything to indicate that there were . .
volcanio eruptions or violent upheavals
of the earth at some period.
The newly discovered cave has been
named the Grand Crystal cave, and is
as beautiful as its name implies. Lad
ders and bridges are being constructed,
and Mr. J. R. Puokett, a capitalist of
the town, announces his intention of
having a small steamboat constructed
expressly for the purpose of navigating
its wonderful rivers,-Cwofnnai Coin-tnerclal,
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