I t 1 . . " ""."". ; ' " - - 1 '- 1 ., .... . , . . i - S HENRY A. PAHSONS, Jr., Editor and Publisher- MIL DESPEEANDDM. Two Dollars per Annum. VOL. XI. RIDGKYVAY, ELK COUNTY, FA., THURSDAY, MARCH 31, 1881. NO. 0. V y The Indian Camp. Out from th Northern forost, dim and vast; Unt from tho mystery Of set more ohailowy times, a pathless rat, Uutraekcd by history; Strangely h cornea Into our commooplaoa 1'roHaic present: And like a failed star beside the bay's Silvery crescent, tJpon the curved shore of the shining lake His tent he pitches A modern ehlef, in white man's wide-awake And Christian breeches. Reckless of title-deeds and forms of law. He freelv chooses Whatever slope or wood-side suits his squaw And lithe papoose. Whynotf The owners of the land were red, Holding dominion Wherever rnnia'd the foot of beast or spread The cable's pinion And privileged, vntl! they welcomed hera Their Inir-tneeii brother, To hiint.t will, sometimes the bear and doer, Sometimes each other. How often to this lake, down yonder dark , And siuuo'i i river. The painted warriors railed. In fleets of bark, iKw I;! quiver ( This lank-haired chieftain is their child, and heir To a preut uation, And well uii'lit lix, yon tancy, anywhere His habitation. Has he too come to hunt the bear and deer. To trap the otter? Alas! there's no such creature stirring here, On laud or water. To hare a little traffic with the town, Onee more lie eliouses The ancient cami'inir-place. and brings bis brown S'juaw and papooses. No tent was here in yester-evening's hush; Hut tlin (lav, dawning, Transfigures witli a taint, a roseate flush. His ditiK)' awning. The camp smoke curlinp in the misty light. And canvas slanting To the green earth, all this is something quite 1'resh and enchanting; Tiewed not too closely, lest the glancing wings, The iridescent Soft colors ot romance, rive place to things Not quite so pleasant. . r The gossamers glistening on the dewy turf; The lisp and tinkle Of fiahing f 'itm-lH lis, where the placid surf iireaks on the hhiUKle; The shimmering birches by the rippling cove; A tivsh Ijreer.e bringing The fragrance ot the pines, and in the grove The thrulies running. Make the day sweet. But other sight and sound And od"i-s fill it. You find, as you apprnaeh their camping ground And recking skillet. The ill-fed curs rush out with w And. st;iriliL' at vou. olflsh ha'k; A slim young i:irl lea-, s up. miooth-limbed and dark Ah a bronze statue. A bare papoose about the camp-fire poles Toddles at rundoui: And on the ;'rntml there. ! the blazing coals, bits tho phi graudMii. Wrinkled and lean; her skirt a matted rag. In plaited collar Of beads-ami hedgehog quills, the smoke-dried hag bquuts in her squalor, - Dressing a marmot which the boys have shot; Which done, she seizes With tawn claws, and droi s into the pot I'll raw, red pieces. The chief m -anwlille has in some mischief found A howling urchin, Who know- too we ll, alas! that he is bound To have, a birching. The stoic of the woods, stem and unmoved, iMr n the linlit llli-ll nil Tickling the ii el uuhles iii appioved l'a! lierlv lasbinn. The boy slinks .ft", a '.vi a r I ov. 1 eleed W ise.' iMi'l surrici. And Is this h , he . l.it 1 ..i 1 . m we read, Thelie.iiati wiuTiorr Where han ):U toiraliiiwli? the fcalpeof tall Unv s stroeli in l.attley Why, bless o'i. - r. his band s not at all That kind oi l attlol In ceasing to be 'Savages, they chose t'n 1'iil uu.i' limits That suit t h: savii'-. ; even ilinse hickory bows AriMuer.-ly plaj things. For common use he rather liks, I think, 'i'he white man's rille. Hatchet an 1 blanket: and ol white man's drink, 1 loir, a tritle. With neighbors' scalp-locks, and such bagatelles. He never niedilles. Bows, baskets, and 1 hardly know what else, iio makes and peddles. Quite civilized, you see. Is he aware Of llis beatitude? Docs he, for all the whit, man's love and care, i'eol proper gratitude? Feathers and war paint he no more enjoys; Hut he is prouder Of long-tailed mat. and boots, and corduroys. And while man's powder. And he can trade his mink and musquash skins iia'kets of wicker, For white man's trinket ; bows and moccasins iir white plan's liquor. His Manitou Is passing, with each strange. Wild superstition: Ue has the Indian agent lor a change, Aud Indian mission. He owns his cabin and potato patch, , , . . And lai ins a little, industrious? juiu-. when there are fish to catch. Orshalls to whittlo Though all about him, like a rising deep. Flows the white nation. He has ami while it pleases us may keen His Ueservatiou. Hired with his tribe in such a paradise, ., "lis p.lst believing That thoy elmuM still be gitn to petty vice, Troachery ami thieving. Incentives to renounce their Indian tricks . .. ., Are snii ly ample, With white man's piety ami politics For their example. But are they happier now than wBen, some night. 1 he chosen quotas Of tufted warriors sallii d forth to fight The ncrec Dakota? Still under that sedate, impassive port, , , That dull demeanor, A spirit waits, a demon sleeps in short. The tuiuv red biuuerl Within those inky )wols, his eyes, I see Keveuge aud pillage, The midnight massacre that et may be. The blazing village. When will he mend his wicked ways, indeed. Kill nioro humanely Depart, and leave to us the lands we need? To put it plainly. Yet in our dealings with his race, in crimes Of war and ravage, W ho is the Christian one might ask sometimes. And who the savage? His traits are ours, seen in a dusky glass And but remind us ' Of heathenism we hardly yet, alas I Have left behind us. Is right for white race wrong for black and red? A man or woman, WTiat hue soever, after all that's said, la simply human. Tiewed from the smoke and misery of his dim Civilization, How seems, I'd like to ask how seems to him The proud Caucasian? I shaie the question as he saunters nigh, but shame to ask it. We turn to price his wares instead, and buy, Perhaps, a basket, Bnt this is strange I A man without pretense ..... .V "' "r reading, Y here did tie get that calm intelligence, That plain good-breeding? With him long patience, fortitude unspent, I'utaught sagacity; Culture with us, the curse of discontent. Pride, and rapacity. Something we gain of him and bear away Beside our purchase. Wejjook awhile upon the quivering bay And shimmering birches- The young squaw bearing up from the canoes .t pome heavy lading; Along the beach a pictureaque papoose Splashing and wading; The withered crone, the ramp smoke's slow ascent The i.utfs that blind her: "em'. The girl, her silhmiet (e on the sun-lit tent Shadowed behind her; The stalwart brave, watching bis burdened wife Erect and stolid: ' We look, and think with pity nf a lift So pour and squalid ! Then at the cheering signal of a ben We slowly wander Back to the world, back to the great hotel Looming up yonder. V. T. Tnvibridgt, in Barptr'i Magartne, MABEL'S DREAM. "Well, petite, is it to be wine or conee f " Standing in Lis own doorway and looking out over the thousand acres of waving grain which surrounded the home where he had been born find reared. James Burton had rather dis dained the city, where men jostle each other, the strong mounting on the downfall of the weak, until a summer visit brought Mabel Aberdeen, a butter fly of fashion.to win his heart and con quer his prejudice, so that winter found him at her side in the city home, hold ing the hand that bore his ring, and saying with a smile : " I have been brought up to believe that wine is a mocker, and strong-drink raging,' but when one is in Home, ou know and I don't want to bring dis credit on my patroness by unconven tional singularity, which I believe is the greatest crime in your social code. So I leave you to decide wine or coffee. She looked at his strength. Of all men there could be no danger of him. . And women would think it a country prejudice should he decline wine. " Come to me the first thing in the morning, and then do as I bid you," was her decision. And five minuter later the crisp snow crunched under his firm tread, and she had gone to her own room to tell Cousin Grace what a splendid fellow he was, and afterward to dream of to-morrow's festivities. The frostv air seemed to fairlv dance with the jingle of bells. The reception-room was hko a hall in a fairy palace. " Wine or coffee 7 And with her jeweled hand she held a fragilo wine-glass brimming with the red blood of the grape, and looked into his eyes with a smile that a siren might have envied. " To the health of our fair hostess ! May her beauty never wane I" And for good or ill the wine had passed his lips. " Gentlemen, am I my own master or not?" " But, Burton, you are not fit to go to her now. Come, there's a good fellow ! we'll get you to bed, and in the morn ing you'll be all right again. You see you ain't seasoned like us old stagers, but the women don't take that into ac count, and she'll think you're on the high road to ruin, and all that." I promised her I would go to her the first thing in the morning, and I never fail in the performance of a promise when it is avoidable." "That's nil right as a rule, but vou can tell her that you knew she would be too tired to see you and all that." "No, I won't lie to her in the merest trifle. But, Blake, you're making a mountain out of a mole-hill. I tell you I am all right. Here, let me out of the carriage. I'll show you that I can walk as straight as any of you. Halloa,driver, pull up !" " We'll take that for granted. Burton. But if you are determined to go you must at least take a plain soda nnd give your head a souse in cold water." "Nothing of the sort. You've inti mated that I am drunk, and I'll prove to you that I am not. I shall go into Miss Aberdeen's presence, and she will not notice any change in me whatever !" They had to yield. When before all those present, he raised her hand to his lips aud said: "Mabel, I s'lute you !" It was tho first she had occasion to blush for him, and for the first time sho was stricken with fear for herself. Ten years with their changes have come and gone. We pass from the fashionable thoroughfare down a disreputable street, through a filthy alley, up four flights of ricketty stairs to on attic. Through the small, dingy panes of glass, where they are not broken and stuffed with rags to keep out the cold you can see only chimney-tops and roofs covered with snow. In a small, badly-cracked stove, sup ported by two iron legs and a pile of bricks, there are a few coals over which a woman is trying to cook something in a saucepan. They do not give out warmth enough to dispel the chilly air of the room, and the woman shivers while she huddles as near as possible to the scant heat. Perhaps it was because she was so wretchedly clad, and so thin and wan. Want and sorrow were stamped on every lineament of the wasted frame and face. Her very hair seemed to hang gaunt on her cheek. Every once in a while she looked toward a corner of the room where stood a tumble-down bedstead. Her attention was attracted by the coughing of a boy eight or nine years of age, yet so wasted by privation that he was almost a skeleton. Out of his great liquid eyes looked starvation. " Mamma, I'm so cold," he said, in a shrill, piping voice. " Hush, dearest I Don t speak so loud. Huddle up close to papa. I'll have you something warm in a min ute." The child looked to the other side of the bed where a man lay in a drunken stupor. Gathering the ragged bedclothes more closely about his shivering little form, but moving no nearer to the man, the child said in a hoarse whisper: " Mamma, I'm afraid." At that the woman straightened up, her heart swelling almost to bursting. With the hard fearlessness of despair her eyes rested on the man, then sought the child, and last returned to the man, and from her quivering lips arose the invocation: "Oh, heaven!" His slumber disturbed by some hide ous nightmare, the drunkard tossed his arm so that it fell upon the shrinking child, who cried in quick terror: " Mamma I mamma ! Hush, dearest," continued the "wS: man again with her heart inner Hio-ril -desire of Mr Crosswho is himself very but to late, the dnjnkar44M'4fraWeU off?. ;'.. . -.,.' " Halloa, there ! Have you got any thing for me to eat?" he demanded. "No, dear, not a mouthful 1" said the woman, in a pleading voice, hastily set ting the saucepan under the stove. "What's that you say? Are you lying to me? I can smell something you've been cooking. What is that you are putting under tho stove? You're hiding it from me, are you ? Fetch it out this minute." He sat on the edge of the bed and glared at her angrily. "James, it's only a little broth for Harry. Remember he's sick and has had nothing to eat since yesterday." The anguish-wrung words fell from her lips in piteous, pleading tones that must have moved any one not insane with liquor. " Confound you and your child," cried the man, " you do nothing but cuddle him and he does nothing but whine. Why don't you send him out to beg or work ! He's old enough to. But no, he must sit in the house feeding on dain ties, while I starve. Bring that sauce pan here I "James, the child is starving 1 Look at him I" cried the mother, in despair. With an oath the man got up and ap proached the grate. " Husband, you must not take it. Oh, you cannot. Our child is dying dying of hunger and that is all I have to give him." "We'll see what 1 can do. Stand aside, I tell you." With on oath he struck her to the floor, and picked up the saucepan and deliberately ate its contents. "We'll see who is master of this house," said the brute. "That's only a beginning. Now this brat has got to go out and beg. He's played the drone long enough. Here, sir, come out of thut bed." And seizing' the frightened boy by the shoulder he dragged him out. " James, James ! what are you going to do?" screamed the mother, throwing herself on her knees and catching her child in her arms. "Take him out to the street corner and make him beg." "No, no; the child will freeze to death. He is already sick and starving. You shall not take him out into the cold you shall not 1 " Desperately she clung to tho boy, while his father wrenched at his arm, until the child fainted with grief and pain. Then with an oath at his weakness, the father hurled the limp body back upon her. "Have you got any money?" he demanded. "No. James. The last penny went to buy the broth of which you deprived our starving child. Oh, my husband 1 how could you ?'' " I wonder if these things would fetch anything in the pawnshop ?" And he tossed over the ragged bedclothes to find something that would bring the price of a single drink. "The whole lot wouldn't fetch a shilling," he growled, and then walked out of the room, slamming tho ricketty door, angrily. Then the" mother rose with her un conscious boy and laid him on the bed. There was a terrible look on her face as she drew from a closet a pan of charcoal and set it on a stove. With an icy calm she walked about the room, stuffing rags in all the crevices, and when this was done, ignited the charcoal. She bent over the child to take a last long look a look of devouring love and pity. She kissed his lips, brow and emaciated hands. Then she laid down and gath ered him to her heart. "God cannot judge me harshly for this," she said. " It will end his misery and mine." But a throb of anguish convulsed her, as sho thought that she would never see her child again in this world, never hear his voice, never feel tho clasp of his aims nor the touch of his lips. As if her clasp awakened him, he moved and cried: " Mamma, mamma !" Then the poisonous vapors that rose from the charcoal seemed to clear away, and the voice became more distant, re solving itself into the words: " Mabel ! Mabel .' what is the matter with you V" Mabel Aberdeen shook off the night mare that held her in thrall. She was no longer a starving WTetch, courting death for herself and child, but a young laay m the full bloom ot health and happiness, surrounded by every comfort and luxury. And it was only Cousin Grace she held in such a convulsive grasp, while she trembled from head to foot and a cold perspiration oozed from every pore in her body. And this morning James Burton, no wrecked drunkard, but her noble James, so strong and good, would be there : and she was to decide whether he should drink wine or coffee. "Gentlemen, we have taken up with the new idea, and will serve you with coffee instead of wine. We hope that you will appreciate our motive, and be as well pleased." Politeness alone prevented some from elevating their eyebrows with a quiet smiie. as lor James uurt on, his eyes glowed with genuine pleasure. No one heard him when he whispered to her: "Mabel, I am glad very glad. I promise myself a brave little wife. But I am at a loss to know what influenced your decision." Ana wim arenness aasned with a vein of tenderness, she smiled upon his lace ana asitea : "Do you believe in dreams?" He said no ; but when she told him this particular dream, he repl:Hl that he would so far modify his opinion as to place implicit faith in all dreams that recommended coffee in the place of wine. There has been some surprise that nothing was left in her will by George Eliot to her husband. Mr. Cross, but that all tho money went to the family of ner nrsi nusuand. This was, however, an arrangement entered into previous to hersuwouii marriage, by'- tKe'e'pi-Ws FOB THE FAIR SEX. Vhnt Women Have Done. Ten rears ngo a woman who lived in a large New England village was left a widow with lour children and a little less than 5300 in money. Friends. after tho fashion that friends have at such times, advised her to "put the children out and perhaps she could snp- Eor herself by sewing or teaching;" ut, like the plucky woman that she was, she made answer : " My children shall not be separated while I have health and strength to work for them." She rented a house with a few acres of land adjoining, invested the greater part of the $300 in poultry, feed and "fixtures," and went to work. The friends predicted a speedy failure. " Did she expect to support a family of five on the profits from a few chickens ?" " Yes, I expect to do just that." she answered. " When I was a girl I always managed the poultry on father's farm, and as I made it pay then, I see no rea son why I cannot make it pay now." " lou II see, said the wise ones. It's our private opinion that vou have thrown away the little money that you had. Five dollars for a rooster I" and eyes were rolled up and heads shaken over the " shiftlessness " of the woman who paid " five dollars for a rooster." Last winter I met this woman at a poul try show, and she told me of her suc cess. She had educated her children, paid for her little farm (worth 8800), and had $300 in the bank. Another woman, whose husband fell from a building aud was crippled for life, took up poultry-raising because it was the only thing she could do at home; that was thirteen years ago, and to-day she owns a fine farm well stocked, has money in bonds and in tho bank. A young woman whose health failed in the close confinement of the school room went to raising poultry because she was obliged to do something for a living, and because the doctors advised mental rest, and as much active out door exercise as possible. In two years her health was firmly established, but in the meantime she had found poultry keeping so pleasant and profitable that she refused to teach again. She has been in the business five years, and is earning a fortune as fast as ever a pair of woman s hands earned one. Last vear the writer made a clear profit of almost 81,000 on a breeding stock of some 200 chickens, ducks and turkeys. I do not publish this to boast over my success, but to show other women what a woman can do under the most favorable circumstances. Tho fa vorable circumstances in luy case were a splendid stock of breeding fowls, healthv location, a thorough knowledge of my business in all its branches, and nearness to a first-class market. Of course, some doubting individuals stand ready to declare that it is impos sible to make five dollars profit on every ail iilt fowl kept, but if they will stop am) consider that I get spring chickens iiMo market during the months of April ni'il .May, when they sell readily for one dollar each; that I sell ten and twelve pound capons for thirty cents a pound ; that I manage to have eggs to sell in winter when I can get from thirty to thirty-five cents a dozen, and that I sell a few trios of exhibition birds every year, they w ill see where the big profit comes in. Now don't stop right here and give up all thoughts of raising chickens just because you cannot get such prices in your locality, but wait until I give you a few hints froni my experience. I have kept poultry in tho West where eggs sold at the ' stores " for eight cents a dozen in summer, and poultry sold in tho fall for seven cents a pound, live weight, bnt I made it pay. We lived on a line of railroad, 200 miles from a city market, but I soon found out that all the poultry aud eggs from our place went to the city, and I could not for the life of me see why I could not ship such things just as well as the merchants, so I sent a thirty-dozen package ,of fresh eggs to a commission house in the city ; they sold readily, and there was a call for more. "These small packages of eggs, every one warranted fresh, are just what we want," wrote the commis sion man. I did some more thinking, and then put on my good clothes and went to the city. Once there it did not take me long to find a grocer who wanted thirty dozen fresh eggs a week, so I shipped the eggs direct to him, and saved the commission merchant's profits. In the fall I sold my poultry the same way. There was no thoroughbred poultry in the vicinity except that in my yards, and when people began to find out that my chickens were superior to the common mongrel fowls, they bought a great many eggs for hatching. There was not one pair of any of the improved varieties of ducks in the county. I sent a thousand miles for a pair ot Pekins, and within a month after they arrived everybody had the duck fever, and I was overrun with orders for ducks before a single egg hatched. I also procured some bronze turkeys that I raised at good prices. Every woman who goes into poultry raising may not be able to get in those "extras," but every woman who desires to earn money by raising poultry, and goes into the business with a determin ation to succeed, will be sure to make it pay, even if she sells every egg and every chicken ot market prices. Prairie Farmer. Fashion Freaks. Spanis lace, Breton, thread and steel, or jetted laces are used for garniture. Pink or blue muslin hems an inch wide are all around wide mull neckties. An effort is made to revive the old fashioned silver gray shades to use with steel and silver laces. Shirred cuffs of India muslin are to be worn outside the dressed sleeves, turned up from the wrists. The material for which the greatest popularity is predicted is the eatin mer yeilleux iu bayadere stripes. ; The poke with, higher brim and nar rower sides is arjiong the1 latest bonnets. It is-nlore conspiouous than even, . Lace braid will be combined with smooth braid in the straw bonnets this year, one being used for the crown and I the other for the unm. Tho round hats oro made in largo picturesque shapes with soft brun not j wired, and lined with a plaited lace frill, or else fully puffed satin. A great deal of ribbon is used for trimming pokes, and this is from five to seven inches wide; especially is it wide for strings, and all pokes have strings. Plaid and plain goods are combined in some of the summer suits, the plaids being used for the plaitings and for bordering the basque and draperies. Coiffures have just enough additional fullness, either from falsej hair or in genious arrangement, to make them very becoming. For black . round hats there are steel trimmings, and voluminous scarfs of Spanish lace put on to cover nearly all the top of the crown, as well as to sur round it. Dark gray shaded to silver gray is a favorite omber silk for bonnets, the trimmings consisting of steel and silver beads, steel and silver ornaments, and shaded dark and silver gray ostrich tips. Stockings must match the dress in both the color of tho ground and in the flower or figure embroideries on the instep, when the dress is composed even in part of flowered or figured materials. Long gloves reaching above the elbow have the length above the wrist oftener formed of alternate rows of lace and kid than of kid alone ; the tops are invari ably finished with a frill of lace above the elbow. Combinations of materials seem to be as popular as ever, aud spring costumes ore composed partly of plain goods and partly of brocade ; but when two fabrics are selected for a dress they are generally chosen both of the same color unless for very dressy even ing toilets, the difference of texture producing sufficient variety. Why the Monkey Was Sold. I haven't any monkey now, and I don't care what becomes of me. His loss was an awful blow, and I never expect to re cover from it. I am a crushed boy, and when the grown folks find what their conduct has done to me they will wish they had done differently. It was on a Tuesday that I got the monkey, and by Thursday everybody began to treat him coldly. It began with my little sister. Jocko took her doll away and climbed up to the top of tho door with it where he sat aud pulled it to pieces aud tried its clothes on, only they wouldn't fit him, while sister, who is nothing but a little girl, stood and howled as if she was being killed. This made mother begin to dislike the mon key, and sho said that if his conduct wns sm li ho couldn't stav iu her house. I ' cnll this unkind, for the monkey was in i vited into the house, and I've been told i we must bear with visitors, j Alittle while afterward, while mother i was talking to Susan on the front piazza, i ihe heard tho sewing machine upstairs, and said: "Well, I never; that cook has I the impudence to be sewing on my ma chine without ever asking leave," So she ran upstairs and found that Jocko w as working the machine like mad.' He'd taken Sue's nightgown and father's black coat and a lot of stockings, and shoved them all under the needle, aud ms sewing them all together. Mother boxed his ears, and then she and Sue sat down and worked all the morning trying to unsew the things with the scissors. They had to give it up after awhile, and the things are sewed together yet, like a man and wife, which no man can put asunder. '.All this made my mother more cool toward the monkey than ever, and I heard her call him a little beast. The next day was Sunday, and as Sue was sitting iu the hall wailing for Eiother to go to church with her, Jocko gets up on her chair and pulls the feathers out of her bonnet. Ho thought he was do ing right, for ho had seen the cook pull-' iug the feathers off the chickens, but Sue called him dreadful names, and said that when father came home either sho or that monkey would leave the house. Father came home early on Monday, aud seemed quite pleased with the mon key. Ho said it Mas an interesting study, and he told Susan that he hoped that she would be contented with fewer beaux now that there was a monkey con stantly in tho house. In a little while father caught Jocko lathering himself with the mucilage brush, and with a kitchen knife already to shave himself. He just laughed at the monkey, aud told me to take good caro of him and not let him hurt himself. Of course, 1 was dreadfully pleased to find that father liked Jocko, and I knew it was because he was a man and had more sense than girls. But I was only deceiving myself and leaning on a broken reed. That very evening when father went into his study after supper he found Jocko on his desk. He had torn all his papers to pieces, except a splendid new map, and that he was covering with ink, and mak ing believe he was writing a President's message about the Panama canal. Father was just raging. He took Jocko by the scruff of the neck, locked him in the closet, and sent him away by express the next morning to a man in the city, with orders to sell him. The expressman afterward told Mr. Travers that the monkey pretty nearly killed everybody on the train, for he got hold of the signal cord and pulled it, and the engineer thought it was the conductor and stopped the train, and another train just behind it came within on inch of running into it and smashing it to pieces. Jocko did the same thing three times before they found out what was the matter, and tied him up so that he couldn't reach the cord. Oh, he was just beautiful ! But I shall never see him again, and Mr. Travers says that it's all right, and that I'm monkey enough for one house. That's because Sue has been saying things against the monkey to him; but never mind. First my dog went and now my mon key has gone. It seems as if everything that is beautiful must disappear. Very likely I shall go next, and when I aui gone let them find the dog and the mon key ' and bury us togethe.--ifa-n(sr' .1. :.$;-.. Mf.-Z. VACCINATION. Wlint the Ilcst French AmhorltT Una to fnr About It. We givo below tho conclusions of Dr. Froussagraves, o celebrated French writer on smallpox, regarding vaccina tion: 1. Vaccination has preserved nnd still preserves an incalculable number of lives. 2. Tho number of blind and deaf has considerably diminished under the influence of vaccination. 3. Vaccination preserves human beauty. 4. The charges made against vaccina tion, when sifted down, are bound to have no foundation. C. Vaccination does not cause en feebled constitutions nor destroy the health. 6. It does not make typhoid fever more prevalent. 7. It does not increase the number of consumptives. 8. It does not transmit scrofula and skin diseases. 9. It is only dangerous in the hands of ignorant and incompetent practition ers. 10. The innocence of tho practice is so marked that in many countries vac cination is obligatory. 11. Vaccination is not infallible. 12. Kevaceinotion is necessary when tho initial vaccination has left poor marks. 13. The fact of an interior variolic eruption does not dispense with a revac eination. 14. It is necessary to revaccinale at ten years, at twenty years and ot forty years. 15. Beyond the age of forty it is not necessary to revaccinate the fourth time, only during periods of violent epi demics. 10. It is necessary to vaccinate as soon as possible. 17. Vaccination cau be practiced at tho date of birth. 18. Vaccinations can be practiced at all seasons. 19. The period of dentition should not prevent vaccination if tho urgency of the case demands such a step. 20. No age is safe from variola, pro vided the subject be unvaccinated. 21. Vaccination and rovaecination should only be performed by a physician. 22. Well-chosen vaccine matter ex poses the subject to no transmissible disease. 23. Animal vaccine has no superiority over well-chosen humanized virus. 21. Well-choseu vaccine, from the cow or cow-pox, must be carefully gath ered to make stock for human vaccin ation. 25. Living vaccine, inoculated from arm to arm, must always be preferred to vaccine iu tubes and on quills. 20. All vaccine on points coming from an unknown source must bo re jected. 27. It is necessary to place the value of vaccine iu the following order: First Spontaneous cow-pox vaccine. Second Human vaccine transmitted from arm to arm. Third Humau vaccine trans planted on heifers. Fourth llecently preserved vaccine from a pure source. 2S It is is prudent to make a eeita:u numoer of incisions. 29. Tho impression of variola may be made until the fifth day of vaccination. 30. An infant is not enfeebled by vaccination. Bl. lievacelnations recognize the same rules as vaccination. 32. Pregnancy and nursing oro not impediments to vaccination. !i;i. It is altogether an advantage to vaccinate or revaccinale in times of epi demic. The End of the World. James M. Sworrustedt has figured it out that the world will come to an end at midnight of November 12, 1881. Ho closes his wonderful and fearful predic tion as follows: "It is a very remarkable coincidence that at midnight of November 12 the seven stars from whence Christ will de scend, and Jupiter, tho earth, and the sun will be in a direct lino with each other. The comet will, I think, come straight from this line. The most dire ful effects will follow its contact with planet. Both bodies traveling at the rate of more than a thousand miles per minute, there can but ensue the most disastrous consequences. It will produce tho most awful eorthquokes, volcanic eruptions, whirlwinds and tor nadoes tho world has ever witnessed. Tho mountains will flow down with lava, also with torrents 'of water, caused by the melting of the accumulated snow of centuries. Whole cities will be swept away by these floods. Other cities will be thrown down by great earthquakes, and still others will be destroyed by tornadoes and whirlwinds. Many others will be destroyed by fire and brimstone, like Sodom and Gomorrah. "Isaiah xxiv tells us the earth will 'reel to and fro like a drunkard' under the mighty bombardment through which it will have to go. St. John says: 'The heaven will depart as a scroll when it is rolled together.' This indicates that the force of the great concussion will be so dreadful and produce such a tempest that the cloud which surrounds the earth will be 'rolled together as a scroll' and carried off by the comet. The earth will present a wretched and ruined appearance as it emerges beyond the comet's train. According to St. John, the world will become panic stricken as the comet approaches the earth. Kings will desert their thrones, great men tlieir estates, rich men their wealth, tho chief captains and the migh ty men their armies, and all other men their occupations, and will flee to the caves and rocks of the mountains for shelter. And after they reach those places, their terror will be so great amid the appalling calamities that herald the approach of the Christ they have so long rejected they will call for the mountains and rocks to fall on them, and hide them from the face of Him that sitteth on the throne, and from the wrath of the Lamb. "All Mho give themselves wholly to God now, and seek the shelter pointed out in the (list Psalm will receive the supernatural protection prornisod iu this isalm.nd.will be. jnatle immortal at the- faung of the Son of Godv'i-rtVv A rolnt of Etlqnette. A cat one day a sparrow caught; About to eat it up, "Stop !" cried tho sparrow; "gentlemen Should wash before they snp." Grimalkin paused; to be presumed So fine was rather nice. " Quito true," he said, and dropped the bird . To follow her advice. Off flew the sparrow. " Ah, you rogue t" Cried pussy, in a rage, ' So that's your game ? But I'll be wise In future, I'll engage ! I'll never wash before I eat, But after." Which is still A fashion that the cats keep up,l And, doubtless, always will. Our Animal Friendi. HUMOROUS. Gift-takers think there is no time like the present time. A young lady at a ball called her beau an Indian because he was on her trail all the time. The mournful cry of the merchant who does not advertise is: "No sale from day to day." A'ome Sentinel. Mr. Edison is now perfecting an in vention to draw cold water from a watch spring. Philadelphia Chronicle. How dotli the learned editor Delight to clip and write I lie gathers items all day long, And writes them up at night. Au exchange tells of a man who says he has invented perpetual motion. But it doesn't tell how he got out of the asylum. A hen is more opt to have a higher appreciation of the value of an egg than a human being has, because she sets more on it. A Boston physician who advised a dyspeptic patient to take plenty of exer cise was quite taken aback when the patient told him that he was a letter carrier. The Detroit Free Press states that the average time consumed by men in buying hats is seven minutes. The average time of the other sex is 177 minutes. We see it stated that it is impossible to get warm in cold weather with undi gested food in your stomach. Jones says it is all humbug. When he goes home from a hot supper, somewhere in tho neighborhood of 1 a. m., with his stomach full of undigested food clear up to his esophagus he finds it warm enough. This is about the time Mrs. J. gets her tongue a-going. Boston Tran script. Eminent Shoemaker. Perhaps it was Coleridge who first re marked upon the great number of shoe makers that have become eminent in various walks of life; and certain it is that magazines and newspapers have found iu men who sprang from this em ployment to higher things many sub jects for interesting sketches, obituary notices and special urticles... There was a man some years ago- in Portland probably a shoemaker, but, at all events, too modest to give his name who published a book which he called "Eminent Shoemakers," and the recent news that John Mackintosh, a shoemaker of Aberdeen, has written two volumes of a " History of Civilization in Scotland " will give interest to some of the celebrated names which the Portland shoemaker succeeded iu bringing to getl er. William Gifford, tho founder and long tho editor of the London Quarterly Iteriew, and thun whom probably no shoemaker ever had " one sutor" thrown at him more often or with better effect, toiled, we are informed, six long years at the trade which he said himself he " hated with a perfect hatred." George Fox, whom, by the way, Carlyle has celebrated as one of the noblest men in England, " making himself a suit .of leather," divided his time between making shoes and caring for sheep until ho began to preach those sermons of his, and to do that Chris tian work which finally gave unto the world the first organization of the So ciety of Quakers. Robert Bloomfield, the poet, made shoes, and of him it was once said that he was " the most spir itual shoemaker that ever handled an awl." Hans Sachs, the friend of Luther, who wrote five folio volumes in verse that are printed, and five others that are not, was a most diligent maker of shoes in quaint old Nuremberg, and, for all he wrote, never made a shoe the less, he said, and virtually reared a large family by the labor of his hands, inde pendent of Jus poetry. Among oiuers this author mentions no less a name than Noah Worcester, ltoger Sherman, too, is on his list, and Thomas Holcroft. Others might be Henry Wilson one of them. Indeed, it should not be forgotten that the father of John Adams, our second president and the father of our sixth, made many a shoe in his day during the leisure which his farm-life gave him. .. Little Johnny's Pos-unt. Possums has tobacco pouches on their stomachs, and one time there was a pos sum which was a show. A feller come to see the show, and he had a bunch of nre-craekers, 'cause it was the Fourth of July. The feller he took one off and put it in his mouth, then he lit one of the others and held 'em out to the pos sum, and said: "Have i cigarette?" The possum it snatched them, and crammed 'em in its pouch, and wank its eyes like it said: "Now you can just whistle for your old cigarettes, for I am a regular savings bank, I am ! " But bimtby the crackers went off wild and you never 6ee such a busted bank like thut possum 1 Mr. Lancaster, near London, has forty-six acres of celery, and his celery commands the highest prices in mar ket. His plantation, at 10,000 plants per acre, requires 460,000 plants. They are Eet in trenches, and vast quantities of manure are used. Seven hprsea are' used in his ' eighty-acre vegetable gar den. Radishes between the celery bring about 140per acre, aud" the eel-.-etj i250 jJewaci.- The labor, comes-to' .$250 per week in eumm$iTpVkitp5v
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