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We left the crowded city far behind, And over hill and valley took our way; It was a morn fn early June, and we Were off together for a holiday. Now on a hiHsido, In a shady spot, A cool spring overflowed its mossy brim, And rippled down the vale, till, far away, It faded on the meadows' purple rim. Still further on, we reached a flold of corn, With tender blades jiiBt springing from tho ground ; While overhead a flock of noisy crows Kept watch from trees, or circled shyly round. For, near at hand, raised on r littlo mound, An image itood, clad in habiliments old; "The silly crows!" said Charles; "if they wore wise, They'd recognize tho choat, nnd be more bold! Yet 1 confess the scarecrow, as it stands, Is not ill calculated to deceive; Though it would make tho pose more natural To lower tho head, and readjust that sleeve. Think lor ouo moment on that ancient garb! That battered hat may once have crowned a head Within whoso dome a mighty genius reigned, , That moved tho minds of men, or armies led. " That sleeve, tricked in the semblanoo of an arm, ' Perchance has held within its warm embrace 'Die form of some lair woman, fond and true, With heart responsive to a plouding fuce. Would that tho power were mine to sum hero Him whom my fancy sees in tint disguise, Kven as the marble wanned to oonscious life Before Pygmalion's enraptured eyes!" The figure Blowly turned its head and spoke: " You are tho chaps thut run away, I allow, From tho insane asylum in the town; The keeper's out a-lookin' for ye now!" Philip Mort, in Scribntr. AN OLD PLATE. "There, that's a likely-looking house," cried Mrs. Hunter. "I would almost be willing to bet that we shall find and irons there, l'lease stop the horses, Mr. Freke. f L must go in." Mr. Freke obediently drew rein, and the glossy bays arrested their trot before the whitewashed gate, which hung, he noticed, by a single hinge. The house, shabby and defaced as it looked, was evidently no common farmstead. It had been somelxidy's " residence " once, and Mill wore that look of better days gone by which, to the experienced brie-a-brac hunter, suggests cobwebbed cupboards and low-raftered garrets full of cherished odds and ends. Mrs. Hunter tapped smartly onco or twice, then turned with a laugh to Mr. Freke, who, having tied his horses, had followed uo the walk. " It is no use," slio said ; " these country people never use the front rooms of their nouses. I shall go round to the kitchen door. I always try to make an excuso for getting into the kitchen, and this time we have a legitimate one, as nobody answers us here," So round the house she went, over weeds and grass tussocks, and low-growing briers which caught at her silken skirts as she passed, and knocked at the kitchen door, which was fastened only by a heavy iron latch. Once, twice; then boldly lifting the latch, she went di rectly into the kitchen a large square room, with windows on two sides, and a floor of worn, uneven boards, which sloped in unexpected rises and descents, and made walking uncertain pastime to unaccustomed feet. A tireless stove oc cupied the deep chimney, on one side of which stood a wooden settle cushioned with faded calico. Rows of milkpans tilted on their sides stood on the winnow sills; there was a sink painted red, a table, two or three cane chairs, and -mi the wall a fly-specked certificate of mem bership in the Bible Society, bearing date many years back. Over these am cldMrs tlnnter'sexnerienced eve darted in a second's space ; then- only pausing to ay, in a whisper, " mat s rattier a nice old settle, isn't itP" she walked rapidly acrosa the room to a cupboard, whose half-open door showed a glwni of crock- inside, ana presently exclaimed: "There, didn't I tell you.so,.Mr. Freke? Here is a find! Do you see that large plate on the upper sheltf- Old burnt china, as I am alive, of the finest kind, and a real beauty ! Who would ever have expected sueli a thing in a house .like this? All dusty, too; I don't sup pose they use it, or care for it in the last. People of this sort never do. Well, I call this luck." She had the plate in her hands by this time, and was turning it over to examine the marks on the bottom. It was rather a dish than a. plate, being large enough almost to merit ' the hijjh-sounding "plaque" of the modern jargon. Its pattern of blue, palo crimson, black and gold had a grounding of blue so light as to be almost white. A tiny heraldic shield, inserted into the design on one side, bore a twisted monogram in faint lines . of black, blue and cold, and altogether, despite a crack and more than one nick on its rim, the old nlato was uncommon enough to excuse Mrs. Hunter's excitement. She was still examining it. regardless of dust or gloved fingers, when a clear'young voice from a doorway uttered these words : " I beg your pardon, but did you want any thing?" Mrs. Hunter jumped. Mr. Freke iumoed also. His "feeling" for china was feeble ; certainly it would never have led him to enter a stranger's house un bidden and rifle its cupboards, and i sudden sense of guilt sent the blood furi usly into his ice. In the doorway be hind them stood a girl in a gingham dress, with a white apron tied about a very slender waist, and thick rolls of bright hazel hair twisted round a pretty head, out of w,hich looked a pair of grave and astonished brown eyes. A remark ably pretty girl, and a lady too; voice and accent testified that, as well as the gentle se.f-possession with which she now confronted these uninvited guests. Mrs. Hunter recovered first. Women generally do on such occasions. " I beg your pardon," she said, with her pleosantest manner. "We knocked several times without being able to make any one hear, and at last we ventured to walk in. Then I saw this curious old flate on the shelf, and I couldn't resist o you use it, may I ask, or is it. of any particular value to you P If not, I might bo glad to buy it, if your mother were inclined to sell. It's a queer old thing, but I have some which almost match it, and I should like this." " It belongs to my aunt Mrs. Marsh," replied the young lat.y, briefly. "I don't think she would wish to part with it." There wits no invitation to linger in voice or manner. Evidently she ex pected them to go at once. " Is your aunt at home?" asked the un daunted Mrs. Hunter. "I should like to see her if she is." "No, she is not at home." The tone was perfectly gentle and polite, but still with the underlying reserve and sur prise which made Mr. Freke feel so un comfortable. Mrs. Hunter apparent ly did not share his sensations. " I must come ngain some day when she is at home," she went on. " It is really a delightful old plate. What are these letters on it; do you know? I can't make them out." " The letters are B. II. II. They stand for Barbara Holdsworthy Ilagen," said the girl, coming a step nearer. " Was she a relation of your aunt's?" "Her great-grandmother. Allow me; it seems to be dusty" taking the plate from Mrs. Hunter s unwilling lingers. And was your aunt very fond of .... . - ... . . her?" inouired that ladv. insinuatingly " She never saw her, I believe." And putting the plate back on the shelf, she closed the door with a gentle decision. " You must think us very impertinent to meddle with your plate without per mission. And indeed we are ; but please forgive me. It was all my fault; my friend Mr. Freke here had nothing to do with it, and the truth is, that I am so foolishly fond of old china that I cannot keep my hands off it wherever it is." Tho tone was very winning, and Raby's face relaxed in spUe of itself. Barbara Ilagen Glenn was my girl's name, but no one ever called her Barbara.not even Aunt Marsh, who had little tolerance for pet names or nonsense of any kind. Every body said "Raby," and the crisp little title seemed to suit her better than a longer and finer one could. She half smiled; and when Mrs. Hunter went on still in the same charming tone - ' What an odd, nnd curious, and- delightful looking old house this is ! It seems just the place for a story. I am" devoted to these old-fashioned houses, and they are pulling them down so fast all over the country, it is quite shocking, Do you think, if I came over some day, your aunt would let me go over it ? it would be such a treat !" the smile flashed into full, brilliant life, brightening the brown eyes so wonderfully that Mr. freke, quite dazed, said within himself, "It is the most charming face I ever saw." Raby was fond of the old house. It vexed her often that her aunt cared so little for it, and dwelt on its inconveni ences so much more than on its quaint nc.ss. No one save herself had ever seemed alive to its merits before. Mrs. Hunter had made a " hit." " I think aunt wouldn't mind it," she said, half to herself, then. " If you like I will show it to you now. But there is nothing to see but the house itself. That is really curious. I never met with an other like it." "Will you, indeed? How very kind!" cried Mrs. Hunter, with a rapid, raptur ous blink in Mr. Freke's direction. Her imagination was already at work cheap ening tlie treasures of the attic, as they followed their young hostess down the long entry which separated the kitchen from the front of the house. A large square room lay on either side of the entry. But here disappointment awaited Mrs. Hunter, for these rooms were altogether unfurnished. Up-stairs they met the same experience; in the two occupied chambers the simplest furniture; dust and bare emptiness every- where else. Even the garret held noth- ing to reward search none of the spin ning wheels, or antique brasses, or eight- day clocks with oroKen cogs, wnicn airs Hunter's soul coveted. Her taste for old uuum-n hhj uuh. " ""' reauy cuicu iui wwa uicu uuujuviiujiu contents, and failing these, her interest visibly flagged. In vain Raby, with a pretty graciousness, pointed out the real ly curious points about the old dwelling the wainscotings, the high carved chimney-pieces, the oddly paneled shut ters ; showed tne recess under tne noor- ing in which valuables might be hidden in case of need, the bedroom in tho lean to addition, here a shingled roof de scended to fora part of the ceiling; and even told a glost story, the story of a lady in a rustling skirt, which skirt she averred rustled still ot windy nights; she herself had lieardit. Mrs. Hunter listen ed without interest. Her thoughts were dwelling on the old plate, and she did not notice, as did Mr. Freke, how excite ment had quickened Kaby s bloom and brightened her eyes with positive beauty as she led tne way irom room to room with a cordial simple grace, from which all reserve and stiffness had fled. " And now about that piece of china." Mrs. Hunter said, suddenly, as they re gained the kitchen. " Do you think your aunt would be likely to bo in to morrow? I must come over and talk with her about it; or perhaps, Mr. Freke, you will come for me if tne Hol mans arrive and I am detained?" "With pleasure." Raby's face clouded a little. " I do not think my aunt will sell the plate," she said, in rather a constrained voice; "but she will piobably be at home." " We ran but try," laughed Mrs. Hunter. "Good-afternoon, Miss Miss Marsh, and thank you ever so much. She swept down the walk. Mr. Freke paused. " It was very good of you to take bo much trouble for us," he said, in a tone whose sincerity Raby recognized. " Very probably your aunt may not care to sell the plate I should not myself if I owned such a one but if Mrs. i lunter gives me the commission, I shall cer tainly come, for the pleasure of making another call upon you." He lifted his lint as he spoke, and with a courteous bow followed Airs. Hunter down the path. " That's a real gentleman," solilo quized Haby, as they drove off. "And she I don't know. SI.g's pretty, and her voice is pleasant, but somehow there's a difference. I don't think I like her quite." She had her own ideas about life, this little Raby, about " real " ladies and "real" gentlemen, and in stinct helped her surely to conclusions usually arrived nt only by the slow pro cess of'experience. Mr. Freke did drive over next day. He was received very grimly by Aunt Sabina Marsh, whom he found in trenched, as it were, in front of her cor ner cupboard, nnd resolved not to cede her plate, or listen to any arguments whatever on the subject. This refusal, sooth to say, caused no particular grief 1o the disloyal messenger. He cared little for the plate, but a good deal for the chance for another chat with Raby, who was more piquantly 'pretty than ever, in the effort to hide her amusement at her aunt's grim and defiant manners. Ernest Freke made one more call at the old house before he went back to town, but only one. "I could fall in love with that girl," he said to himself as he drove homeward; and he made a little picture in his mind of Raby in a fresh morning dress, pouring out coffee at the opposite end ol a dainty breaktast table for two, with sunshine streaming through an open window behind, and 14 - na..a I m . 1 nl mtn s-. rsv I I 'nil that touching with glints of gold all that beautiful hazel liair of hers a pretty picture. Ernest Freke was half artist, and liis imagination naturally conjured .mch scenes; but he shook his head. He could not afford to marry (that point was settled long ago),unless,indeed But here he shook his head again. The chances were against his falling in love with a girl who had money. He could not do without the money, and ho would not do without the love, so he dismissed the idea of marriage. He was nn hon orable young fellow at heart, however, and he would not go again to see Raby. "What's the use?" he told himself. "Better not." But Mrs. Hunter and her guests became wearisome to him after that, and presently he went back to town and to his business, in which he immersed himself. For a while Raby's face floated before his eyes; but the image dimmed as month went by, and in time would probably have faded out altogether, had it not been recalled oddly and unexpectedly by the tollowing cir cumstance. He was passing one day the shop of a taxidermist; an elderly man, with whom he had some slight acquaintance, when he heard his name called. "Did vou want me, Mr. BalchP" put ting his head in at the door. "I thought I heard your voice, " Oh. ves. Mr. Freke. I did want vou verv much, and I ventured to call and stop you," replied Mr. Baleh, hurrying out from an inner room. " Excuse me; I iust waited to put on mv coat. It's about Mrs. Morpeth's will. Mr. Freke "And who was Mrs. Morpeth?" asked Ernest, seating lnmsell on a wood en bench. " Mrs. Morpeth, sir! Why, you must know, I think, or at least you will know her house, the one with the queer steps, in Dun street the Railed House, as the neighbors call it." " Oh, that queer, handsome old house next to the junk-shop.'' idoremember. I have often wondered who lived there. And what did Mrs. Morpeth do about a will?" " Well, that s just it, sir. I'm in a great difficulty. Mrs. Morpeth left me her executol, sir, and I don't know what to do about it. You see, sir, there's a good bit of property a very itood bit She was clever, lor a woman, very clever. And she bought up real estate all over the city. And there a the Railed House and what it holds; fifty thousand dollars, I should say it was worth, at least; some tolks think it will foot up to sixty " That's a nice sum indeed. But wha is vour difficulty? Who aro the heirs? "That's iust it. Mr. Freke nolody can tell, sir. It is left to But I haye a copy of the will here; 1 11 show you Tho document, bneflv drawn, but in strict legal-form, devised all property of every description of which the testator might die possessed to tne child or children of my niece Esther Le Baron, eldest daughter of my sister Esther Piatt. I do not know their present name or residence." That was all. Nothing could be more indefinite. " Have you done anything about find ing these Platts I mean Le Barons?" said Ernest, folding up tho paper. " No, 1 haven t. 1 don t know how to begin about it. That was why I wanted to see you, Mr. Freke. Ought I to ad vertiser " "I should think so, certainly. But are there no letters or papers in the house to give a clew?4' " I haven't lit on any, sir. But then I haven t searched regular, Could you spare the time to step round there with me, Mr. ireke? l should be very grateful. " I couldn't to-day, but I might to morrow. So the appointment was made. The Railed House had been a stately mansion in its day, with other stately mansions about it. Now. with a junk shop on either side, and a row of sailors' boarding-houses opposite, it looked like the wreck of a fine old frigate aground in the mud of some ignoble harbor. In side, it held a mine of riches for the cu riosity-lover. Nothing had been addei and nothing taken away for a centur" past. No papers were to be found, how ever; as one receptacle after another was vainly searched, the little taxidermist grew disconsolate. " You would think the old lady burned up every thing on purpose to niako trou ble," he said; "wouldn't you now? What can a man do with all this eon fusion of Le Barons nnd l'latts and Mor peths? They have all married and got different names long ago, most likely. Why, Mr. Freke, what is it? what have you found, sir? " for his companion had uttered a sudden exclamation. There, on the shelves of a buffet which ho had just opened, were ranged in splendid row platters and dishes and cups of magnificent India china, blue, crimson, and gold, with on each tfie same little shield and monogram, in sharp, gleaming lines of color, which he had last seen in faded tints on the old plate in Mrs. Sabina Marsh's cupboard months before. It was certainly the same; he recognized it instantly. But how came it here? And what was the link between this rich and lonely woman and Mrs. Marsh and pretty liaby in then- quaint solitude and bare poverty!" He made no distinct explanation to the riuzzled executor, but advised him to o,ofer advertising for a little while; and tire next day but one found him at the gate of the old house again. No bright girl-face smilea a welcome tins time: Raby had gone back to her school-teaching, and Aunt Sabina, grim as ever, re ceived him. Her distant and suspicious manner gradually thawed as she discerned the meaning ot Ms questions. Mrs. Mor peth was her aunt, her mother's sister. Her grandmother's name was Piatt, and her mother was the Barbara Holds- worthy Ilagen of the china monogram. Yps. her mother did marrv a Le Baron. He was a i renchman. lie am not live very long after the marriage. Did he turn out badly P She could not say it wasn't for her to speak ill of her own father, but the family took offence and never would have anything to do with lier mother afterward. No, she never saw her aunt, and she never wanted to. In her opinion they treated her mother shamefully. Raby's mother was older than she, two years oiaer. one was dead now, and so was Mr. Glenn. Raby was the only "child. Prove it? Why, of course she could, but why should she P Everybody knew about the Marshes and the Glenns verybody that had any business to, that was. And pray why did the gentleman ask all these ques tions? what concern was it ol tiis, any way? So itaby was tne neiress. There was a great deal of confusion in Ernest Freke's mind after this. He gave his best services to proving Raby's title and putting her in possession of her great-aunt s bequest, ana lor tms ena it was needtul they snouia meet ; out tneso interviews were of a 6trictly business character. Ernest kept them so. "I won't make up to a girl, now she is rich, whom I deliberately turned away from when she was poor," he said to himself. Raby was not a little aggrieved by this turn of affairs. " He won't even let me thank him comfortably," she told her aunt. " He iust bows and goes away." After a while she and Mrs. Marsh came to the city, ana men tney met oftener. There were plenty of people to show attention to a young and beautiful heiress. Mrs. Hunter, among the rest, was specially emvressce in her civilities. Mr. Freke was always encountering Miss Glenn at dinneror at parties, and after a while he ceased to fight against the new and sweet influence that had come into his life. He asked Raby to marry him, telling her the manful truth about him self, and leaving her to judge the matter. "1 dont think you were to blame much!" pronounced Raby, lifting her soft eyes with a look which sent a thrill to all his tense nerves. "A man can't al ways marry a girl even if he likes her. And you hadnx seen me but three times, vou know. It was much more honorable r . , . , in you to stop then than to go on a little nnrmr .nil tnflkn m( lt VH more" longer and make me like you more. This "more" was irresistible. It caused an inteiTUption. "There's one thing I would like so much to do," resumed Raby, a little later. " You'll help me manage it, won't you, Ernest?" I want to send Mrs. Hunter one of those big plates, like that old cracked one which sho wanted to buy. one, by an means ; Dtit mat oio one we will have framed, and hang up on our walls, and keep always, won't we, Raby?" And they did. Harper's Bazar. Rapidity of Thought in Dreaming A very remarkable circumstance, and an important point of analogy, is to bo lound in the extreme rapidity with which. the mental operations are performed, or ather with which the material changes on which the ideas depend are excited in lemisphencal ganglia. It would appear as if a whole series of acts, that would really occupy a long lapse of time, pass ideally through the mind in one instant. We have in dreams no true perception of the , inline i.i iniitr oiiui.Ku (."T' mi um ior u mil u up ln.f " i'"M-ij when entered into the eternal disem bodied state, time will appear to us eter nity. 1 he relations of spaco as well as time are also annihilated, so that almost while an eternity is compressed into a moment, infinite space is traversed more swiftly than by real thought. There are numerous illustrations ot this on record. A gentleman dreamed that he enlisted as a soldier, joined his regiment, desert ed, was apprehended, carried back, tried, condemned to be shot, ard at 'ast ed out for execution. After the usua1 prepara tions, a gun was fired; Ve awoke with the report, and found ths a noise ' i the adjoining room had ai, ta same moment produced the dream and awakened him. A friend of Dr. Aoereroiv bie dreamed he crossed the Atlantic and spent a fort night in America. ii embarking, on his return, he fell into the sea, ami awaking in the fright, found .bat he had not been in bed ten minutes. A worm two inches long and in size round as large as a pin, was cut out of a horso's eye in Streator, 111. 1 ltalr I i rvli f nnH I 1 I tn ln I r" Y a',', ? "18 "; p i V i V u T; steamers, and an army of 3,000 men only it to her?" It is a sort of debt, for if she on f ti , . ft , hadn't come eunosity-hunlmg t hat day . , battalionsbof infantiV, threVregi- M ,"B" ""V J"-"". "' ' limits ot cavalry, and two brigades of TIMELY TOPICS. The Russian papers tell a singular story of filial devotion. A woman in Stavropol, sixty years old, had repri manded her son, a full-grown man, and was excited to a still greater anger against him by her daughter. At last slie grew so infuriated that she raised her arm to strike her son ; but he grasped his mother's arm and prevented the blow. For this action the old lady made complaint against him before a judge, nd ho was ordered to appear in court. Whereuoon. filled with remorse for hav ing tried to avert the wrathful blow of his mother, lie seized an ax and chopped off his offending hand. The Rome correspondent of the Phila delphia Press quietly takes all the ro mance out of Italy by saying : " Out of the window just opposite mine, and only n fow ft from it, all day long there lolls an Italian girl, beautiful, dirty, lazy, badly-dressed, and always eating some i . . . f v. thing. Priest and soldier and beggar and donkey and tourist and sailor flow on beneath in a steady stream to slow music. She gazes hstiessly on the hu man current forever, but takes no hu man interest in it, and shows signs of intelligent me out about once every half hour, when she retires to a cupboard to fill her pockets again with cake. It is Italy only the bulk of the people do not have cake, and get along with garlic. The tornado that recently swept tnrougn ioincsviiie. ill., has directed attention to me singular iaci mat cy clones in temperate latitudes have be come much more frequent in recent years. They were thought to be the pe- cuuiii (jiuuucib oi uupicai climates, a quarter of a century ago they were un known, or at least unnoticed, in the val ley of the Mississippi river. Now they have become very frequent. Last year Mount Carmel. in Illinois, was visited by a cyclone, just as Collinsville was this year. It is certainly worth the while of our meteorologists to take uo this matter and try to unravel some of the mystery connected with their pro duction. Ihey have done a very great deal in the prediction of storms, but as yet very little has been done in the way oi learning me causes mat lead to the destructive wniriwmos, ot which no year now passes without bringing to the great central vauey 01 tne country a con siaeraDie numoer. Abraham Brown, aged fortv-five. died recently in the Charity Hospital, New York city, of leprosy. The man's bodv was covered with ulcers, the fingers were eaten off, and the feet had become swol len and shapeless. Dr. Leon, who first attended Brown after his admission to the hospital in the latter part of the month of June of last year, said that he had applied remedies to alleviate the sufferings of his patient, but he believed the disease incurable. Brown did not, however, seem to receive any benefit from the remedies. The afflicted man had related contradictory stories as to his disease, lie told several, however, that he contracted the disease in Cuba, but he declined to let them know any thing about his family relations. There is still another patient in the hospital afflicted with leprosy. His name is Charles Hinkle, a Mexican, about forty- hve years, lie also states that lie con tracted the disease in Cuba. The doctor says that his case is not so bad as Brown's was, and that he seems to experience re lief from the remedies applied. All the doctors at the hospital say that the dis ease is not contagious. I xu lutiunriiii: nLi:uui b UI lories Ol the belligerents in the war now going on I , r, .,D . . . . The following account of the forces of in boutn America, between Peru anil Bolivia on the one side and Chili on th other, is given in a letter from La Paz to a German paper: " Peru, with a super ficial area greater than that of Germany and Austria-Hungary, nnd a population of 2,700,000, has four ironclads (a frigate, a ram nnd two monitors), six wooden snips, tnree training ships, live river population ot 2,117.000) has two good ironclad corvettes and four wooden war steamers, besides some other ships which are unserviceable for war pur poses. The armament of the Chilian navy consists of forty-four guns, and the personnel of 973 men. The Chilian army comprises 1,500 infantry, 1,200 cavalry and 410 artillery, besides 6,000 national guards. Bolivia has no navy, and her army consists of 2,000 men; hut it could easily be increased by the system of re cruiting prevalent in the country, under which young and strong men are torn from their families to serve in the army. The population of Bolivia is 2,325.000." The Champion Fat Boy. In a letter from Illinois to the Rome ins son, Mr. David Navarro, Jr. : He is Jr. n()w seventeen years i old and weighs over six hundred pounds, we don t weigh him any more (or have not for more than a year), as it gives him the blues. He fears that lie will get so large that lie will be helpless. We show him for his size, and let others form their opinion of his weight. The tailor has just finished a suit for him. The vest measures seven and a half feet around, and the largest part of the body measures eight feet one inch. So you will see he is quite a lad. He has measured with men who weigh more than three hundred pounds, and they did not measure as much around the chest as he measures around one thigh. He is sound arid healthy and growing stronger as lie grows older. He can get around better now than when younger, but doors are growing smaller and car riages weaker. He broke the bottom out oftwo barouches last season. " Scth Spicer " affirms that if a man blows his nose in public nowadays he is likely, within twenty-four hours, to re ceive two dozen sure cures for catarrh. A'. JT. Ktws. The Deceitful Reporter. MERCHANT. Kind reporter, I've important inlorniation, Sing hey, the kind reporter thnt you are. About, a certain dry goods inundation, Sing hey, tho cheapest goods in town by fur. noni. Tho very cheapest goods in town by far. rkpohtf.r. Good lellow, in conundrums you are speaking. Sing hoy, the mystic merchant that you are; The answer to them vainly I am seeking, Sing hey, tho cheapest goods in town by iar. BOTH. The very cheapest goods in town by (nr. MERCHANT. Kind reporter, on to-morrow I'll be going, Sing hey, the boss reporter that you aro, To New York, and soon then I'll be showing The biggest stock but take you this cigar. BOTH. Tho very cheapest goods in town by lar. REPORTER. Good follow, you have given timely warning, . Sing hey, the thoughtful merchant that you are; I'll whoop you up lively in the morning, Sing hey, the merry flft eon-cent cigar. BOTH. The merry, merry fifteen cent cigar. P. S. It was the reporter tliat got the puff. Cincfnnati Enquirer. ITEMS OF INTEREST. Chinese never eat oysters in their fresh state. The train that beats electricity The train of thought. Draughts which are never cashed Those of a drunkard. Oats that will grow in winter as thrifty as in summer. W lid oats. If vou wish to know how to compose yourself, learn the art of type-setting. The axe was an ancient weapon used in the most remote periods in warfare. The full capacity of the lungs is about three hundred and twenty cubic inches. In sitting for a picture the person who winks at the camera gets a reply in the negati e. There are more than hve hundred separate nerves and blood vessels in the human body. I fear that you do not quite appre- 1 hend me," as the jail-bird said to his baffled pursuers. If a man wilHell me what he thinks ov his nabors, i kan tell him what his nabors think of him. Josh Bdhngs. The laws of Oermnnv are stern. For speaking disrespectfully of the Crown 1 lince in a puonc piace oi cnici uviu nient. a teacher of languages has been sentenced to four months' imprisonment. The Rome Senliiicl asserts that the healthy Indian is a well red man. II you were to see him licking molasses out of the bottom of a government bucket, you'd think he was a pnil-faced man. Ottawa uepubacun. Tissue paper napkins, with colored ornamented border, are used in the cheap dining-saloons of Berlin. They cost about two dollars per thousand. They are used because linen napkins were so frequently pilfered. Perhaps the lunniest object is the man who spends his first day in a newspaper office. He tries to appear as if ho had been in a newspaper office all his life, but somehow he doesn't seem to feel easy. There seem to be too many bones ,. in his shad. New York Herald. The amount of cnpital employed in cotton manufacture in the United States in 1800 was $89,000,000, yielding a return of eight per cent.; in 1870, $111,000,000, yielding a return of seven per cent. ; in 1878, estimated at $208,000,000, yielding five per cent, return. THE t'AIl.M. God bless the larm, tho dear old lurm, God blecs it every rood, Where willing hearts and sturdy arms t'an earn an honest livelihood, And trom the courxe and fertile soil Win buck a recoinpenwe from toil. There is a tremendous dispute raging in Madras over a hair from the prophet Mohammed's beard. This holy relicts inclosed in a case, guarded by an official who has a government pension of 100 rupees per annum, and six Mussulmans are disputing before the Madras high court for its possession. Prof. Benjamin Pierce, of Harvard Col lege, says the whole number of comets which are capable of being seen from the earth, and winch are contained in our suu's sphere, maybe fairly estimated at" over 5,000,000,000. Considering the hard ness ot the times we should say that the sun's sphere was pretty well fixed, as re gards comets. The Sawdust Magnates. The wane in the circus business is noted in the New York Mail, and the whereabouts and occupation of many onco famous therein are given. Dr. Spaulding is living on his money in Saugerties, N. Y. Yankee Robinson is an actor in Western theaters. Ben. Maqinley, Tony Pastor and Frank Pas tor, formerly clowns, are also on the theatrical stage. Andrew llaight, once owner of the Great Eastern Circus, is keeping hotel in Chicago. Of other pro prietors, Joseph Cuslnng is farming in New Hampshire, J. M. Nixon is manag ing a theater in Chicago, Montgomery Queen is interested in Brooklyn street railroads, Ivi North is also living in Brooklyn, W.J. Metchear keeps a hotel in Providence, George K. Goodwin runs two theaters and a dollar store in Phila delphia, Eaton and Daniel Stone are farming in New Jersey, R. E. J. Milas owns a Cincinnati theater. Burr Rob bins is lecturing in the Weston temper ance, and the Cooper of ('(Miner & Bailey keeps a horse mart in Philadelphia; Dan llice, after many ups anil downs, is building a floating theater to run on the Mississippi. R.iriium, Forepaugh, Rob inson ana Lent are the only old proprie tors who are still in the business.
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