Iiatos of Advertising. One Square (1 inch,) one Insertion - ! One Square " one month - - S 00 One Square " three months 6 00 OneHquare " one year - - 10 00 TwoHqnares, oneyear - - - 15 On Quarter Col. - - - - 30 00 Half " " - 50 00 One " . " - - - 100 00 Ijegal notices at established rates. Marriage and death notices, gratis. All bills for yearly advertisements col. lected quarterly. Temporary advertise ments must be paid for in advance. Job work, Cash on Delivery. )t -gmtm TEItMS, 11.60 A TEAR. No Subscriptions received for a shorter riod tlin.ii throe niontliH. Correspondence solicited troni nil part . "I'tlio country. No notice will be taken ot htiouyiuous communications. VOL. XII NO. 7. TIONESTA, PA., MAY 7, 1879. $1,50 Per Annum, Hit Republican. I ft PuhuSHEI) EVKRY WKDXE&DAY, BT ar. 33. WBNIC. H'TICE Iff R0BIN305 k BOUNEE'B BUILDrKO ELM STREET, HONEST A, PA. ' The Old, Old Story. The pastor's littlu daughter Sits smiling in the sun, Bonido her on the old Rtone benoh The story-book Just done, And lurking in hor wino-hrown eyne A story jut begun, Vor yonder, pruning the npplo troes, . Behold the fitrnier'a son. Slowly adown the pathway The pastor comes and goes, And settles with his long, lean hand llio glasses on his nose. Bur ever dry, brown branch bolore So beautiful a rose T All, he thinks his blossom only a bud, Though he watches it as it blows. 4 ih it the story of Moses In his rush-wrapped cradle found, Or of Joseph and his brethren T IlejJihiks as he glances round. " Yave finished your volume, Amy, Is it something scriptural and sound T" And his little daughter blushes and starts, And her book fulls to the ground. . Go on with your walk, good pastor, You do not yourself deceive; It has been a scriptural story Since Adam first kissed Eve. And never blush, little lassie, jy The tale was written above, "C o other so speaks of Heaven . J As the old, old story of love. London Header. AT SIMPSON'S. " Any letters for' F. F. Van Cleef?" in a nervous, anxioua voiee.'.was asked by a well-fed, well-clothed, close-cropped young fellow of the hotel clerk. "All! what name?" demanded that elegant functionary, not because he had not heard perfectly well, but to find time to lounge over the ten feet Intervening b 'tween himself and the letter boxes. The name was repeated in a sharp, quick tone.- , "No; nothing." Please look in '.C.'" The clerk stared; wondered what was up; reflected that the new comer had brought but little bargage ; mentally re solved to keep an eye on him; shuffled over the letters in the " C" box ; shook his headend then relapsed into an arm- chair ovjreome with the exertion. Frank ibok the elevator, let himself into- his room, lit a cigar, reflected, and then sighed. Eight years in Europe, home at last, summer well under way, a fair inherit ' nnce, prineinally in Chicago property, and a prospect of being independent ol liis brush for the rest of his lite such . 1 . .. .:m .wl ..M'I.nll(ili1iina limine Wi ll tilt' 1.11111." ClIIV! llVlllltQUlIlVl il UUULl which, lie found himself. Nothing to sigh at in that. But expensive living in Europe had exhausted the gold remaining in his pocket after he had paid his passage money. His lawyers and the executors of his late Aunt Miranda's estate had been instructed, however, by the previ ous mail to remit money to him at the Brunswick, so that was a matter of no moment. -But the remittance had not arrived. Most of his baggage had been expressed to Chicago from the hold of the big Cunarder,.and in it the address of his new lawyers. " ' My lawyers' sounds well," he re flected, " but I wish to the deuce they'd send me some money." Tuesday came, but with it no letters. It became, annoying, but still he could wait. Presently he went out for a stroll, found it warm, and deplored the luck that kept him from getting away from the neat ana aust io .newport, wuere ne wiw to join some friends with whom he had spent the winter in Rome. - - Entering the hotel, the clerk handed him a letter. Ah! money at last! No; it was a note, addressed tin an Anglo Boston ltfird : JDkarMh. Van Cuckf: Come and din with us to-night. We saw :..i :.. . . i.. !,;.. ...,... ;.. tlie morning paper, anu are anxious io Know how you are and wljre you are going to spend the summer. Come at seven. Dining by sun light is like " playing tea," .o we eat late. Yours, sincerely, Makib. " .No. 28 Went 44th street. "Now, who the deuce! Marie, Marie I don't know any Marie, especially any Marie who is particularly interested in me, and who writes a charming note, aays things which with women pass for ' wit, and,' smelling of the paper, " who uses extract of violet liberally. Well, I'll be sure to go : it may divert my mind from my pecuniary embarrassment. I'll have to 'make a clean breast of it to the clerk soon, and probably be arrested for a swindler. A man who expects remit tances and don't know his. lawyer's ad dress, who has no baggage and wants money to get to Chicago with, looks like . a sublimely-cheeky conhdence.nian." " Evening dress claw-hammer coat. etc., but no gloves, no ties ; whyfc money is a momentary -necessity, bv Jove!" Said ' Frank, as he took these articles from his trunk " I can't go t6 dinner and find out my unknown friends if I don't have rhives. Oh, if there was only a Mont de lele in New York! By Jove, Simpson's! I will arise and go unto 'my uncle' and sav. ' Uncle, lend me 10.' " Frank lautrhed. then crew sober affain There was a sense of degradation in the mere idea. Then, with a shrug, he took out a box of jewelry none of it ex pensive, and turned it over. "Hello, here's just the thing," he thought, as he took out a locket. It was an odd cameo. Around it coiled a golden serpent, with brilliantly-enameled Beak's ana a pair of " pigeon's-blood" ruby eyes. Frank had picked it up in a little shop in London just before he sailed for home. It was one of the fancies in which he had begun to indulge himself when he re ceived the first remittance from his new lawyers and new property. ", This bauble is principally accountable or my houit. being short of money, he it remember "I will make me." On the back of the quaint old locket were the initials, V. D. V.," and below them, " M. E." There had been a picture in it once, but there was left only the marks of the knife with which it had been pried out. Jt was growing late, and calling a hack, Frank jumped in and told the driver to take him to the new courthouse. Arrived there, lie told the man to wait, passed through the building and out the other door, walked briskly to Simpson's, hesitated a moment, bolted in the door, and in a moment stood in a box at the counter, where a poor woman was pawning some clothing for food. Frank shuddered, drew out the locket and laid it down. A dark man took it up, looked at it, turned it over, scrutinized the initials, tested the gold on a corner, and said, laconically : "How rouehP" "Ten dollars." The man turned away, made out the ticket, handed Frank the money and his duplicate ticket, and turned to the next comer. With a sigh at the atmosphere of misery hanging around the place, from the dark corners of which the hollow faces of the specters of want and starva tion seemed leering at him, Frank passed quickly out the door, regained his cab, said to the driver, "Brunswick quick!" and rolled away. n. Two little red lips quivered percepti bly, and two big black eyes filled with tears. To be hungry - absolutely, un poetically and practically hungry was a novel experience to Bessie Prang. To be hungry in a fashionable lodging-house, with plenty down stairs in a well-filled larder and cool, pleasant dining-room, was absolutely absurd. Sitting in a pretty room, amid a mass of pretty femi nine knick-knacks and brick-a-brac, hearing the rattle of knives and forks come up on the air from the table below; and yet to be hungry was " positively, maddeningly incongruous," she thought. To be sure there was no reason whv she should not have gone to the landlady and explained tier situation and been sure of proper treatment, but they had been in the house but a few days, and hod been taking their meals out nt a neighboring restaurnnt. Bessie s mother hod been called away' to visit a sister who was ill, and she had left her little girl alone, not without misgivings, and tiie night before Bessie had lost Tier purse or had her pocket picked coming from din ner; at any rate it was cone, and with it the money which was to have bought her food for the next two days. A prac tical woman would have done the obvi ous thing and interviewed her landlady. nut Jiessie was even more thnn most women sensitive about going to stransrers when in trouble, especially about money matters, and feared to encounter suspi cion ; so she went without her breakfast, and at lunch-time was ravenously hun gry. What a curse a good appetite is at times ! Then it occurred to her that she had heard her cousin Tom joke about his " Uncle," and she knew that he was alluding to a pawnbroker. What a hor rid thing a pawnbroker must be. A kind of a crop between a Shy lock and a Fagin, she thought, and they would ogle lier perhaps. Oh, no! She'd starve before she would go there. But as the afternoon wore on and hunger increased, and with it her perplexity, she began to cry. But crying duln t help matters any; on the contrary, the pangs of hunger rather in creased, and with them her determina tion to find her cousin Tom's Uncle." She resolved that no one but herself should ever know of her perplexity, " not even mamma, nor of her visit to the pawnbroker's never that." From under a mass of ribbons and laces, artificial flowers and dainty lace hand kerchiefs, tumbled into a Bureau-drawer, she fished out a small box, aanl took from it a queer old locket. It was a carved cameo, Burrounded by a brilliant ly enameled snake with ruby eyes, and on he back the initials M. E., and under neath, V. I. V. "Poor old grandma; how horrified on would be if you only knew, and mdn't been dead these ten years !". she said to herself softly, as she put the locket back in its case, and ran down stairs in the late summer afternoon. It was a long walk down Broadway. the pavements were hot and scorched her feet, her face grew flushed with exer tion, and her black curls clung damply to her white forehead. Besides, she was weak from long fasting. She thought at last that she did not know were she was going, but she mustered up courage to ak a policeman. He eyed her curiously, but told her civilly enough where to go. Hot waves ol crimson dyed her face and neck as she passed in at the doorway under the trio of golden balls, and stood at the counter. She heard a poor woman refused the amount she begged for on an old shawl. It was moth-eaten, and they did not want it any price. Then a voice said : Well, miss P" She produced the locket. "HowmuchP" Alter a hurried ex tvminatron she was relieved to see that the man took to her novel situation cool ly enough, and she spoke for the first 11 men "Ten dollars, please." The money was counted out, she gave a dollar ol it to tne poor woman whose shawl had been rejected and who still stood in a dazed way on the side walk, escaped from her thanks into i 1 ourth avenue car, and was soon bath ing in her cool room, and forgetful, now that sne nad money, of tier hunger. Just then a note reached her. Deabbst Bbkbib: Do come over and dine. Fred and I are in town for a day or two. In haste, thine. No. 28 West 44th street. Maris. "Put money in thy purse' and thou Shalt be invited to dinner," thought lies eie, as she mentally resolved to go at once to her old school-fellow and her husband. III. "jur. van L4eei," said the man-ser vant, opening the door of the drawing room of No. 28 West 44th 6treet, and Frank was ushered into the cool rooms ard the presence of a tall, fine-looking man, whom he had never seen before in his life, a blonde, matronly little woman "that's Marie," he thought and a charming girl, in white, with great black eyes, and a mass of soft, black hair rolled upon the small, clean-cut head. For a moment the situation was em barrassing. Then Mr. Francklyn step ped forward, and Frank said: "There seems to be some mistake; I must have a namesake somewhere." "Oh, no; we are cousins to your late Aunt Miranda, who has just made you her legatee, and as you have come home at last we mean, now that you are here, to make you accept a cousin's place in our house and our friendship, said Mr. Francklyn. It is enough to say that the dinner was perfect, the hostess charming, the host ajolly good fellow and Bessie so betwitch- ing that Frank was in love head and ears before the dinner was finished. The letter from "my lawyers " was at the hotel when Frank returned, covered with the postmarks of half the "New Brunswicks" in the country, among which it had traveled while he was waiting for it at the Hotel Brunswick. The lost murmur that he made as he dropped off to sleep was, "Found an uncle,' two cousins and and " and he was dreaming of a black-eyed girl in white in another minute. IV. The phlegmntio clerk at the pawn qroker's turned over two lockets appar ently just alike and examined tnem curiously, then put them back in their wrappers and was about to put them away when a fellow-clerk approached and also looked at them. They changed them about a little and then placed them in the wrappers and in the safe. The next day both lockets were redeemed. They thought it curious at the moment, but odd thing9 are of daily occurrence in the office of a pawnbroker, the theater of t he daily tragedy of woe and want, pov erty, hunger and dirt. J Frank looked at the locket when he reached his hotel: it was the same. There was the little bright spot where the pawnbroker's acid had touched the corner of the case, but the rest was the same exactly. No he rubbed his eyes whereas when he took the locket to the pawnbroker the initials on the cose had read : . V. D. V. M. E. Of this he was perfectly sure; yet, here : now, they were plainly reversed, and read : M. E. V. D. V. He puzzled over it for some time. Then he went down in a cab and de manded of the pawnbroker an explana tion: Hie young man told rum of the two lockets, exactly alike, left within an hour of each other on the preceding day, each pledged for tlO, each redeemed in the morning, and explanations how they must have been changed. The young man hoped that tliere was no harm done; remembered that the other locket was left by a " young woman ;" really didn't remember what she looked like, and then went back to his work. Frank returned home puzzled. It really didn't matter ; it was only a cnance purenaseoi a unique trifle in jewelry j he hadn't the remotest idea whose the initials were, but he was superstitious aliout it, and it troubled mm. mat tne locKet nad a double in New York there could be no doubt, and so Frank resolved not to tell the story, but to wear the locket on his watch- hain, in the hope that it would some time attract the attention of some one who could solve the mystery. " Mamma." cried Bessie the next dav when, her confession made, she hod re deemed her prscious locket and was ex amining it, " Mamma, this is not my locket. This is the other one. This is oor grandma's love token to her faith ss lover come back to her grandchild; see, see," she rattled on in wild excite ment. Mrs. Prayne looked sharply, saw the reversed initials, and was as excited n a moment as Bessie. Cousin Tom was lispatehed to the pawnbroker's for in formation. He learned but little more than Frank, and so the mystery was talked of and speculated upon for the next week. Grandma's love story was told over and over. Briedy it was this: Mary Emerson and Van DykeVedder were lovers years before. They exchanged lockets made for them. Vedder went sailing away out into the west nnd mar ried, leaving grandma, then young and pretty, to soon console herself with an other lover and husband. She always kept the locket and a warm spot in her heart, as every woman does lor the man whom she once loved. But she never saw or heard of him again in life. Bessie received her blessing, her little fortune and the precious locket from grandma on lier ueatn-Ded. And now, alter hlty years and without a clew, the lockets were changed by some mysterious agency. VI. Two months later Bessie and Frank met again at the Franklyns' pretty house at Newport. They had both forgotten the lockets, and soon forgot the world in each other. One summer evening Bessie promised to be his wife, and as two little white arms went up around his neck, Frank was guilty of a most unconventional pro ceeding. He actually was surprised out of taking immediate "advantage of his newly-acquired privileges. Among the lace about Bessie's neck rested the other locket. The love -tokens were love tokens still. Bessie told her grandmother's little romance, and the initials were explained to Frahk, who exclaimed, almost with awe: "Van DykeVedder, the faithless lover of your grandmother, Mary Emer son, was my jrrandfather." In a handsome house in Fifth avenue there hangs upon the parlor wall a velvet case. In it are two lockets, each as like the other as can well bo imagined a cameo surrounded by an enameled snake with ruby eyes. Over them hang three golden balls. Nw York Otar, TIMELY TOPICS. It may be interesting for some people to know that it costs twenty-five dollars to take a dog across the Atlantic, and that the animal is taken at the owner's risk, unless special contract to the con trary is made with the steamship com pany. One company will not take them on any terms, neither will it take corpses. Goldie, the naturalist, has found in New Guinea a tribe who suggested to him the origin of the rumors always current of a race of tailed men in some corner of the flobe. These natives wear artificial tails, hey are entirely nude, except for the caudal ornament, .which is a plait of grass fastened around their bodies by a fine string, and depending behind to about halfway down their legs. New Orleans is detererminfld that its filth shall not invite yellow fever to its raidst this summer. A sanitary associa tion of citizens is backing up the board Of Jiealth, and by their joint efforts the t-anals and gutters are being flushed, garbage removed, and the cemeteries, into which the city poor have been crowded Until the neighbors could hardly endure the stench, covered two feet deep under river sand. Quarantine regula tions will also be more strictly enforced than ever before. A correspondent at Ilarrodsburg, the oldest town in Kentucky the first cabin was built there in 1774, by Capt. James Harrod, after whom it was named has been inquiring into the murderous record of the immediate vicinity during the last seventeen years, and lias found that forty-three liomicides have been com mitted there, and only two persons sent to prison for their crimes. Some of the tragedies have been barbarous in the ex treme. Mrs. Tilford, a widow with seven children, having inherited her hus band's estate, married again, one Scott, a younger person than herself. He deliber ately provided himself Avith a small arsenal, and set about exterminating his wife's offspring. He killed three out right, and wounded others. The moflve was plainly to enjoy the property alone with his wife ; but the jury found him insane, f It was held that an act so dia bolical could not be done by a man in sound mind. Scott afterward went to Texas and married again. One Daven port, a deputy sheriff, had a writ for the arrest of Isaiah Gabbard, who armed himself, and with a friend sallied out in quest of the sheriff, and shot him and his brother dead. The murderers wero acquitted. Iater, a certain Henry Noel, having heard that Gabbard had threat ened his life, hunted him down, and find ing him unarmed, put two bullets through his heart. Noel was not even tried. Timoleon Bosley was shot dead while coming out of church, by James Lawson, who had an old grudge against him. No Junishment followed any of these mur ers. In several instances, where men of no social position exercised the privi lege of the commonwealth by shooting someliody, the shooters were hanged by mobs. ; The First Piano. The name first given the new intru- tlipnt. WAB tllA llnninmp.lini.nai1ilmi1 . next, its power of giving both a loud and a soft note procured it the name of forte- piano t. c, loud-sott; this next changed to piano-forte. In 1762 Mozart played upon the piano, at the age of six ; and liis letters in 1777 record his great delight in the pianos of Stein, a maker of that day. In 1767 the piano seems to have been introduced to the public in England, for a play-bill of "The lieggars' Opera" at the Covent Garden Theatre, May 16, announced that " at the end of Act I. Miss Brickler will sing a favorite song from "Judith," accompanied by Mr. 1 ibdin on a new instrument called the piano-forte." " The use of this kind of instrument," said Thallierg, " led to its peculiar capabilities being thoroughly studied and appreciated, and the com poser repaid their obligation to the in strument by writing for it many of the finest productions of music- and bv prac ticing the execution of these productions to such an extent as to be able to bring them before the public with the greatest possible eclat." Mozart, Haydn, Handel and Beethoven wrote especially for it ; and yet, although the note of the virginal-spinet-harpsiehord was called by Dr. lmrney a scratch with a sound at the end of it," the early piano was not much better. I he one on which Gluek com posed his " Armida," which was prob ably as good as any of the great com posers of the last century ever saw, was made in 1772. It M as exhibited as a suggestive curiosity in the Ixmdon Ex position of 1862, ami was thus described : "It was four feet and a half in length nnd two feet in width, with a small luare sounding-board at the end; the wires were little more than threads, and the hammers consiutetLaf a few piles of leather over the head or a horizontal jack working on a bridge." In his early life an important part of John Jacob. Astor's business was the im portation of Jxmdon pianos to New York. In 1800, Thomas Jefferson, in writing to lus daughter Martha, men tioned that a Philadelphian had invented "one of the prettiest improvements in the forte-pianos I have ever seen;" and he bought one for his Montieello house. It was an upright, and Mr. Jefferson said that " he contrives to give his strings the same length as in the grand forte-piano, and fixes his three unisons of the same screw, which screw is in the direction of the strings, ami therefore never yields ; it scarcely get out of tuue at all, and then for the most part the three unisons are tuned at once. Julius Wilcox, t' JIarper'a Magazine. Prof. Benjamin Pierce, of Harvard Col We, says the whole number of comets v hieh are capable of being seen from the arth, and which are contained in our un's sphere, may be fairly estimated at ver 5.000,000,000. Considering the hard ess of the times we should say that the in's sphere was pretty well fixed, as re ards comets. When Neptune is in Hn affectionate iood he throws an arm of the sett around waist of water and hufc'3 the shore. A Curiously Told Tiger Story. A paper published in India says: The following sensational story of an en counter with a tiger is supplied by Babu Doman Chundei Chowdry, Zemindar of Maldah: "On the morning, 0th Bhad dra, Kishen Ial and myself went with five elephants to the Kaduband jungle, four miles to the north of Ilohanpore. My howda was on Makhna Kishen Lai had his onDantal. At 9 a, M. we en countered a tiger, and bang went two bullets from my rifle, hitting stripes, I suppose, on the loin and the belly, and Kishen Lai hit him on the thigh. Most probably the bullets did not break the bones nnd the ' spotted foe ' took shelter at some distance in the water of a hol low overhung with long glossy jungle and was, of course, not visible. I at once followed the game with a couple of elephants, one being only a beater. Poor Makhna. on which I which I was mounted, unfortunately fell into the hol low, and, quick as lightning, the tiger was on his back, biting him. I lost no time in giving stripes two bullets in his body, and yet the fight between the ele phant and tiger continued. The moment was critical. The feat of remaining in the howda became extremely difficult. With his trunk Makhna dragged stripes down four or five times and the latter made the bulky body of the former shake right and left some fourteen or fifteen times. During this struggle the mahut fell on the ground frcm the elephant's neck but hod the dexterity to mount his back again nnd then to lodge himself on the back of the howda, which shook so fearfully at times it would come swing ing to tlie ground. Of course, now, the combat was ' hand-to hand.' and lasted for nearly an hour. The four remaining elephants followed me at first, but what with the struggle between their comrade andstiipes, and the roaring of the one and the cries of the other, they became uncontrollable, beat a hasty retreat and took their stand more than sixty yards off. Dear Kishen Lai tried his best to come up to me, but the Dantal was too much frightened to oliey the mahut. Chand Tare, poor creature, did after wards comatoward me, but she was only a beatqr and took her stand some fifteen feet behind. Poor Makhna was much the worse for this singular combat and fell prostrate on his right sitre, and stripes, too, fell on the ground. The tiger lay some four or five feet from me. Not seeing me, my followers were alarmed. They kicked up a row, Kishen Lai crying out 'uncle killed by tiger.' To see me was impossible. Lying on the ground I thought of God, pressed against the howda, handled the rifle and gave stripes 'a bullet. It told upon his neck, but yet he did not let go liis hld of the elopnant, which was still lying on his side, The contents of the other bar rel I emptied into the tiger's back. He then left Makhna and all was over with stripes in an instant. The elephant was on his legs. The mahut got upon his neck and I mounted the howda. Mak hna, poor creature, had been hurt in his trunk in ten or twelve places. The tiger measured thirteen feet from the tip of his nose to the end of the tail. This is but a faint outline of what actually took place. Many a tiger has fallen by my rifle, but never in my life did I witness such a larai." The Powder-Play. Several times during the year in Mo rocco, the Arab inhabitants of a town hold certain half-religious festivals called the Feasts of the Aissouia, which, in many ways, are as revolting as the orgies of the lowest savages. Though the Arabs are shy of foreign eyes at their rites, the tourist may get an invitation to these performances, If he happens to have a friend among the natives. Following his guide through a maze of tortuous streets, and up a great many flights of stone steps, he will final ly be conducted to a small hall of Moor ish architecture, with the characteristic horseshoe arches supported upon marble pillars, and no roof except, perhaps, a fragment of striped awning. Around the inside runs a gallery occupied by veiled Moorish ladies, and ornamented with a few flags, which alone relieve the glare of whitewash on all sides of this queer building. The floor is laid with octa- ! gonal tiles ot red and white, nnd upon ! red mats, around a small "altar" in the I center, sit the musicians and performers, while the spectators find places behind. The chosen performers will dance bare-footed upon red-hot plates of iron and on beds of living coals; will lick rods of red-hot iron; will take burning torches between their teeth nnd hold flami ng oi 1-wicks unti 1 the blaze has burned straight into the palms of their hands; will swallow nails and stones; will even snatch up a living scorpion and crunch it between the teeth, with as keen relish as that with which a newsboy eatsa shrimp. All this is gone through with (for money) to the harsh tumult'of half a dozen rude drums and horns, which make a lit accompaniment to these horrid remnants of pagan lire worship. A much more interesting, though no less noisv. recreation, is the nowdfr-nlav. a game that may take place on foot or on horseback, for these Moors, as everybody knows, are nearly as much nt home in the saddle as afoot. The horsemen en gaged in the game ride at an exceedingly rapid pace, carrying loaded guns which they discharge as they dash about in all kinds of positions above, below, on either side and straight forward. The noble horses seem to enter into the wild rush and noise or the fun as much as their in:usteis, and the celerity with which the various movements are exe cuted is wonderful. Not only do the younger men take part in the sport, bu old gray-headed men enjoy it with keen interest and equal spirit. Another kind of powder-play is performed on foot. The band strikes up a fearful din under the name of music, and in the midst cf the distracting medley two lines of men, that have formed opposite one another, rush together, and, throwing their bodies into wonderful attitudes, lire their guns, and shout and yell as though in actual buttle. The Arabs call this powder-play J.ab-el-barode. Ernest Iiyusull in ,Sf. Nicholas. ITEMS OF INTEREST. It is easy enough to make a shoi t ox stall There are more short young men than tall ones. To make your collar last Make your shirts first. The fuschia Is sometimes called the lady's eardrop. A rod, a line, and a poor worm at each end, typify patience. Wood is often found at a depth of forty fot at Oscaloosa, Ind. It is said about 1,000 settlers per day "boom into Nebraska." The army Bill William Tecumseh Sherman. Buffalo Express. Eight hundred thousand base balls are made In this country each year. Two chunks of lead, weighing half a ton, have been mined at Washington, Mo. Henry Clay's voice was called a band of music; Webster's a trumpet; Chaa ning's a harp. New Haven turns out 3,000,000 corsets annually, half of the country's supply coming from there. According to the French newspapers there is general distress in the provincial manufacturing districts. What Is the difference between an old dame at the spinning-wheel and a young urchin chewing tobacco? One sits ana spins and the other spits and sins. The boxwood forests of the Caucasus, Armenia, and the shores of the Caspian Sea are rapidly disappearing under the constantly increasing demand for this valuable wood. The construction of underground tele graph wires is going on in Germany, and that country will soon be intersected with a complete network of this invisi ble and inaccessible means, of communi cation, which no thunder storm can de stroy and no roving enemy can readily cut. FOn WRITERS TO THE PRESS. Write upon pages ot a single size, Cross all your t's and neatly dot your i's. n one side only let your lines be seen Both sides filled up announce a verdant green. Correct yes, correct all that you write, And let your ink be black, yonr paper white; For spongy loolscnp of a muddy blue Betrays a mind of the same dismal hue. Punctuate carefully; for on this score Nothing proclaims the practiced writer more. The gallant who, when a young lady stepped on his foot while dancing and asked pardon, said, " Don't mention it ; a dainty little foot like that wouldn't hurt a daisy," not only told the truth, but doubtless felt more comfortable than the boor who, when his foot was stepped on, roared out, "That's right; climb all over me with your jrreat, clumsy hoofs." Boston TranscrifJ The cattle plagwis becoming more and more formidable in Bohemia. Sev eral hundred places have been attacked by the disease. They are surrounded by a military cordon, and as far as possible prevented from carrying on intercourse beyond its boundaries. The lost to the inhabitants of the district is very con siderable, and is not totally represented by that of the cattle slaughtered. Agri culture is in many places at a standstill, the cattle which serve as beasts of burden being locked up wherever the disease ap pears. - The "Tim FInnegan" Mines. A far-West study in nomenclature is given by the titlt ,ake Tribune. A stranger asks a miner why a series of nineteen claims have the name of "Tim Finnegan." The reply, in the vernacu lar, explains the phenomenon: "Well, stranger, it was at Pressott, an' me an' . Tuscan Jake was playing a game of cur sock, jes' for the drinks, you Know, when in comes one of them crazy, bloodthirsty bloodhounds that turns loose in mining camps sometimes, ripped out his six shooter and shot the barkeeper dead ; then, turning on me an' Tuscan Jake, said : ' Now, either of you move an inch an' I'll blow the top of your heads oft V We knowd he'd do it. There was the" barkeeper dead, an' thar was the pistol . pointed right at us. It was fearful ; we darsn't take a full breath, .fake's feel iu's worked on him so powerfully that he couldn't keep still; he hitched round a little. Quick as lightning a bullet laid him at my feet. The Bweat stood on my face like cobblestones. I even wished he would shoot me an' have it over- with. Jes' then a pistol flashed behind the wild beast, an' he fell dead in his boots. Tim Finnegan had got too much whisky early in the evenin', an' stretched out on some barrels in the corner an' went to sleep. The shots that killed the barkeeper an' Jake waked him; an' bein' sobered by his nan, he, unbeknownst to me an' the murderer, easily an' gradually drew his pistol an' sent the bloodhound to kingdom come. I hugged an' kissed Tim, an' I've named the claims after him ; an' if I die before my wife Tim's a bachelor I want her to be named Mrs. Tim Finnegan." Words of Wisdom. Surely half the world must be blind they can see nothing unless it glitters. He who gives up the smallest part of a secret has the rest no longer in his power. It is not what you have in your chest, but what you have in your heart, that makes you rich, The word knowledge, strictly em ployed, implies three things, viz., truth, proof and conviction. There is nothing lower than hypocrisy. To profess friendship and act enmity is a sure proof of total depravity. The best kind of revenge is that which is taken by him who is so generous that he refuses to take any revenge at all. It may serve as a comfort to us in all our calamities and afflictions that he that loses anything and gets wisdom by it is a gainer by the loss. It is when our budding hopes are nipped beyond recovery by sonic rough wind that we are the most disposed to picture to ourselves what flowers they might have borne if they had nourished.
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