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    BY W. BLAIR.
VOLUME 26.
'THE WAYNESBORO' VILLAGE RECORD
PUBLLMED EVERY THURSDAY MORNING
By W. BLAIR.
TERMS—Two Dollars per Annum if paid
within the year; Two Dollarsand
Fifty cents after the expiration.
of the year.
ADVERTISEIIIENTS—Cine Square (10
lines) three insertions, $1,50-, - f
each subsequent insertion, Thir-
Live Cents per Square. A liberal
discount made to yearly adver
tisers.
LOCALS.—ThisinessLozals Ten Cents per
line for the first insertion,Seven
Cents for subseauent insertions
,professionat (lards.
J. . AMBERSON.AVL_D.,-
P//I"6'/CELY ANI) SURGEON,
WAYNP.SBOIIO', PA
Office at the -Illaynesboro' "Corner Drug
0 . ' 'ane 29—tf.
lONN MIME ,
PHYSICIAN At.ND SURGEON,
Offers his profe-ional services to the pub
tic. Office in his resfelencc, on West Alain
street, Waynesboro'. april 24—tf
DR, BENJ. FRANTZ,
PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON,
-OFFICE---In the Walker Building—near
- the Bowden House. 11g ca s s iou e
-made at his residence on Main Street ad
outing the Western Sch - o — or
Iv- 20,
ISAAC N. SNIVELY, •
PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON,
WAYNESBORO' PA
Office at his residence, nearly opposite
he Bowden House. Nov •'—t£
- •
JOSEPH DOUGT 1A S
ATTORNEY AT LAW.
WAYNESBORO', PA.
Practices in the several Courts of Franklin
,and adjacent Counties,
N. B.—Reid Estate leased and sold, and
Fire Insurance effected on reasonable terms.
December 10, 1871.
DAL _AU May STRlAlillEnv.
(FORMERLY or MEncEnsatuto, PA,,)
PTER.S . his Professional services to the
N., citizens of Waynesboro' and vicinity.
Da. 6vatcittEtt has refinquished an exten-
Ave practice at Mercersburg, where he has
been prominently engaged for a number of
years in the practice of his profession,
He has opened an Office in Waynesboro',
at the residence of George Besore, Esq., ;s
Father-in-law, where he can be fount` at al
Hines when not professionally engagel.
July 20, 1871.-tf.
A. K. BRANISHOLTS,
RESIDENT ,DENTIST
' -
ALSO AGENT
for the Best and most Popular Organs in Use
Organs always on exhibition and for sale
IA his office.
We being acquainted with Dr. Branis
bolts socially and professionally recommend
/no to all desi ring the service:4 4d a Dentist.
Drs. E. A. 11Entsn, J. M. RIPPLE,
" A. H. STRICKLER, 1. N. SNIVEL Y,
" A. S. .BONEBILIKE, T. D. FILENcu.
juty 1 7—tf
x. H. FORNEY & CO.
Preanco co zainia,sion Merchants
:so. 77 NORTH STREET,
BALTIMORE, MD.
Pay particular attention to the bale of
Flour, Grain, Seeds, &v.
Liberal advances made, on contlgnments.
may 29-I f
D
llE.sulkeriber notifies the public that
lie has commenced the hairy business
and will supply citizens regularly every
morning w i t h Milk or cream at low rates.
lie will also leave a supply at 31. Geiser's
store where persons can obtain either at a
ay hour during the day.
at,. , 274 BENJ. FRICK.
.1-10P.SM RA_K.ES.
IVA:SONS wanting Spring-tooth Horse
Rakes can he supplied with a first-class
article by calling on the subscriber. 'He
continues to repair all kinds of machinery
at short noticeaud upon reasonable terms.
The Metcalf excelsior Post Boring and
Wood Sawing EcMhines always on hand.
JOIN L. METCALF,
Feb 27- 4 Quincy, Pa.
J. H. WELSH
WITTE
W. V. LIPPINCOTT Sc CO, ,
winmrs.u.s nuAt.r.ns
Hats, Caps, Furs and Straw Goods,
No. 531 Market Street, Philadelphia, Pa.
april '3-tf
BARBERING I BAbBERING
rip HE subscriber havin,g recopfiv re-paink
ed and. papered and - added new mrni
tare to his shop, announces to his custom
ers and the public that he leave noth
ing undone to give satisiliction and make
comfortable all who may be pleased to fa
vor Win with their patronage. :;having.
i;champooning, I lair-cutting, etc% promptly
attended to. A long experience in the bar
bering business enables him to promise sat
isfaction in all cases. W. A. PRICE.
sept l&-tf
THE BOWDEN HOUSE
MAIN STREET,
WAYNESBORO', PENN'A.
•T HE subscriber having leased this well
, known HJtel property, announces to
-the public that ho has refurniithed, re-pain
ted and papered it, and is now amply pre
pared to accommodate the traveling public
and others who may be pleased to favor
him with their patronage. An attentive
Jostlpr will nt nll timpq hn in fltten,l",,,.
31:ty :?.:1- t f
'lO E I
c selut Voctrg.
Do any hearts ache there, beyond the
peaceful river?
Do fond souls wait, with longing in their
eyes,
For those who come not—will not come
forever—
For some wild hopes whose dawn will
newer rise
s ariy_laste_there—stilluoyand-the-silen
river
The ones they loved in vain this side its
flow?
Does the old pain make their heartstrings
ac Te - ifin quiver
I 81.011 go home some day, go home and
know.
The hill tops are bright there, beyond the
shining river.
And the long, glad d.iy, it never turns to
night;
They must be blessed, indeed, to bear the
light forever;
Grief longs for darkness to hide its tears
Are tears turned to smiling beyond the
blessed river,
And mortal ain an
in its flow ?
Then al we who sit on its hither batik and
shiver,
Let us rejoice—we shall go home and
FAIR BUT FLEETING
I saw a little bird that was singing on a
tree,
And said "You sing so sweetly, will you
come and sing for me ?"
But he spread his dusky plumage, and
speed across the sea,
For the ditty he warbled was never sung
fin• me.
I saw the dainty blossom of a white and
fragile flower.
And I said, "Come and bloom for me in the
centre of my bower,"
But a white hand, bright as sunshine, came
and pitti.ked it from the stem ; -
And I trove that if was culled to grace a
princely diadem.
I met a kind heart, and a heart to, me said
"come;"
And mine went out to meet it, but 'was lost
in sudden gloom.
Wither %vander all these fair things? To
some, laid beyond Time's sea ?
Is there nothing glad and lasting in this
shadow-world for me?
Itlisiillautouii ,railing.
MORTON'S VENGEANCE.
BY JACK RATIN.
"Like ships that sailed for sunny isles,
And never came to shore."
So the Seamew, swinging in the tide of
the Delaware, with the "messenger" at the
fore, was ready for her outward voyage
to the distant East, and Archer Willison
standing on her deck, looked anxiously
out toward the land which held his treas
ure. He was young, and youth has its
priviledge of love and care as well as age
—but love is its glory. He bad seen care,
danger and grief; and now for the first
time, he tasted the sweets of love. Not
the love of kindred, but the love of man
to the woman who is not of his blood, the
love which is stronger than death ; and
that woman he lin made his wife, and
she was going with him on his voyage,
daring the dangers of the sea for his sake.
He heard the dip of oars and saw the
boat put out fi'r the ship and come down
at the full sweep of the bending ash. He
saw her father, gray-haired and bowed
with grief ; he saw her brothers, young
and strong; but his eyes dwelt most up
on the girl, who, a month ago, had given
him her hand before the altar. The last
farewells are said, the boat has left the
ship and lies at a little distance, and the
"heaving" song is beard as twenty stout
men walk the ship up to her anchor. The
music is led by a ponderous Dutchman,
who can sing nothing else, but who is no-
Hod for improvising "heaving songs"
"My Johnny's gone, and I'll go too, •
111 y Johnny's gone, what shall I do,
Stamp and go."
And, with there brawny bosoms press
ed against the bars, the anchor is torn
from the ground, tatted awl fished, the
heii,d sails fill, the yards qogrtered, and
with the wind on her quarter, the good
ship bore away for the China seas ; and
Mary Williston standing on the quarter,
deck looks out with humid eyes for the
last glimpse of her kindred. But her hos
band's arm is about her, and while his
eyes are sharp to see that the ship is right
ly worked, he finds time to whisper words
of comfort in the ears of his darling, who
clings to him Confidingly, for he is all the
world to her now.
And a dark-bearded man standing a
mong the seamen as they hoist the heavy
sails mutters to himself, as at times his
black eyes fall upon the pair, and a mel
evolent light shows itself in his fierce
glance. When all is done, and the ship
is gliding on her course, this man, with
another is sent to helm. His chum is a
Lascar, a treacherous-looking dog, as are
most of his race, find the hideous grin
with wh;PII be t oo ls at hi?, tirltr.
something horrible in it.
A-FAMILY. NEWSPAPER-DEVOTED-TO LITERATURE,, LOCAL AND GENERAL NEWS. ETC.
WAYNESBORO', FRANKLIN COUNTY, PA., THURSDAY, JANUARY 29, 1874.
Yes, yes, my friend. Revenge and
wealth for' you—wealth for me. You
have the best of it, my good friend."
"You do not live in hell as I do, Las
car," replied the man in a low tone, full
of agony. To see them together, to know
that I have played the game and lost is,
something fearful to bear. Do I look
like a common sailor ? do I handle
the we 1 . 411 - ?"
"You couldn't do•it better."
"My yacht has given me lessons in the
art. I wonder if she will be on hand—if
I can depend upon the sailing master.—
If he fails me, woe be to him—that is all."
"No talking there at the wheel," cried
the mate, and the men were silent.
The ship passed out of the llay at
length, and spreading her wings, beaded'
away upon her course. For two days Ma
flffp-t-The cabin, and on the third day,
coming on deck suddenly, she met face to
face the bearded man who had talked
with the Lascar at the wheel. She star
ed ,nd looked a b'm
moment they were out of sight of every
one, and she put out her hands Ivith a
gesture .of repulsion.
"You here ?,'
"Yes, Mrs. Williston," he said, "I am
here, a common sailor before the mast."
"Do ; tell him — t - hat Harvey Morton
won your lore, and that you jilted him
for a new face."
"You speak falsely, sir. I gave you
up because you were a profligate, aban
c oned to all sense of shame. Myr - M and
_knows_about it, and you cannot injure'
- me - in - his - esteem — Why - did - you come
lere,:_unless_to_do_us_some_great wroin ?"
"Your husband does not know me,"
said Harvey Morton, "and the moment
you tell him my name and bring me face
to fate with him, I will kill him before
your eyes.
_There—enough has been said;
and as for my purpose, it is not for you
to know, except that I promise not to
lift my hand against his life. You and
you only are to blame, and you must
bear the penalty."
A few words of explanation only are
needed. Harvey Morton was a rich, but
wildly profligate young man who had won
the love of Mary Herbert before she knew
his real character. But when she learned
that he was a gambler, libertine and
drunkard, she tore his image out of her
heart forever. He had sought in various,
ways to regain her love, and it was not
until he saw her married to Archer Willis-
ton, master of the Seamew, that he realiz
ed how completely be had lost her. Then,
I think, he went mad, and we see him on
board the Seamew, shipped as a common
sailor, of what purpose only oue other
knew—his Lascar friend.
asslons
There was no peace for Nary Williston
from the hour she parted with Harvey
Morton in the shadow of the cabin. She
dared nut speak to her husdand, for the
madman had said he would kill him the
moment he suspected that the secret was
known. She grew paler day by day, and
Harvey Morton noted the fact with devil
ish glee: At times as the days passed,
this man would go into the top and look
ing out 'astern would note with a smile
that a peculiarly-shaped sail was visible
upon the distant horizon.
On the sixth day, just as the morning
broke, he came down from aloft and spoke
to his Luscar friend.
"To-night, ashen I give the word," he
said. "Remember, when the alarm is giv
en you must run up thoes red lanterns on
the fore."
The Lascar nodded and passed by. Night
came, a calm, peabeful night, and Archer
Williston and his wife were on deck.-
- Harvey Morton passed them and went
toward the forehatch with a lantern.
Where are you going?" cried' Archer.
"The first mate told me to go down
and hook a cask of pork." replied the man.
"Be careful of your light, then."
"Ay, ay, sir." ,
Mary stood trembling while they spoke
together and whispered in her- husband's
ear, requesting him not to let the man go
into the hold with the lantern. But he
laughed at her, and Harvey went below.
Not long after he came up with a ghastly
face and closed the hatch. Half an hour
later the ship was in confusion, for a vol
ume of black smoke came rolling out of
the hatches, and they knew that a most
terrible calamity—a fire at sea—threat
eued them. All that men could do was
done, bat the ship's hold was a sea of
flame, and nothing could save her.
"You dog," cried Archer, fitcing Har
vey Morton "you have done this."
"Yes yes," screamed the madman—for
mad be was. "I did it, none but I ; and
as you go
down, remember Harvey Mor
ton. Lascar, come. I will kill' the man
that lays a finger on me."
The two darted up to the foretop, and
for the first time they saw those red lights
gleaming there. As they gazed the mast
was seen to sway abd totter, and before
they could come down it went over the
side with a crash. Harvey Morton was
seen to strike the water upon his back, and
wont down with a gurgling cry, never
mote to be been by mortal eyes.
The catastrophe had scarcely occured,
when a schooner yacht swept down and
hailed them. The boats were lowered
and the officers and crew of the Seamen,
with all their valuables, were cottyeyed
to the yacht.
"I don't know what to say to you, Cap
tain Williston,"
said the master of the
schooner. "My owner ordered me to fol
low you and close when I saw three Tad
lights in the top."
"Who is your owner?"
Mr. Harvey Morton."
"Then he has gone to his reward," e,aid
Archer, "for, as I live, he deserved his
fate. You will never see him more, for
in his paad thirst for vengeance he fell
into the pit his own hands had digged."
"Ile was ruatl," z.ald Mary, laying er
hand up:m her huzi) i amr:F 'A rm.
"Pary, my husband, that God, NVL 0 out
of this man's wickedness has worked our
salvation, may forget his crimes in their
atonement."
He pressed his lips to hetirtmd was si-'
lent. He forgave Harvey Morton in his
watery grave.
A Vision of Death.
saw—w et. er as eep or awal can
not tell, but this I know—l saw the dark
and dismal door of Death. It was nar•
row as the grave, and only one could en
ter at a time, and tread its winding steep.
Yet thousands passed the door. At its
threshold all left their earthly idols.—
Some cast a wistful look as they pushed
forward, and shrieked, some lingered
trembling and some rushed forward re
gardle.ss_of_consequences.—There-were-
seen all ages all ranks and all conditions
passing toward the door.
I saw the drunkard quail' his bowl of
poison, burst open the door of death, and
stagger-in—l-harrd - tvgroarcrt faint, o -
low, dismal sound, and all was silent as
the tomb.
Next came a voluptuary. He laughed,
he danced, and leaped the fearful leap.
The door closed upon him. I heard a
trembling cry. Spectators shuddered and
turned their eves away and nothing more
was seen.
A selfish miser came. His head was
white with care. His look was fearful
with despair.. Envy was his only atten
datrt--H-e—sta-ggered iu thre - doori - laid
down his gold, and wept. A dismal cloud
enveloped - him. - . -- Alaith was heard ; arid .
when the cloud wa-
_one _cid miser—
all had disappeared.
There came a man of honer. His step
was stately. At his nod many bowed
and fawned. He, too, must phss the gate.
He _touched the secred spring. The door
flew wide open. Darkness enveloped him
The multitude shrank back to follow
some other leader. And now nothing
was seen save a few dried leaves of lau.
rel.
There came a giddy youth. His eye
was sparkling, his step was light. Many
a jocund story bung upon his lips.—
While looking on the world he ran back
wards against the door, and fell. I heard
a piteous moan, a distant shriek, and
lence reigned again:
I saw one other come. Hope sat on
his brow. He smiled and wept ; but look
ing forward he traced the path. In his
hand he held a little book, which he often
read. I saw he hod a glass that penetra
ted the dark abyss. I heard him sing.—
'Twas not a song of earth, but soft and
sweet like the sounds of distant music.—
he passed the door of death ; and; like the
sun , passed down to rise more glorious
on the morrow.
Dear reader, how will it be with you ?
Were you dying to-day, would death o
pen the door of endless bliss in heaven or
everlasting woe in hell? Which?
A Bewildered Father.
Gillingham was in Williamsport the
other day, and while attending to his
business there he had a strong premoni
tion that something was the matter at
home; so, in order to satisfy himself, he
determined to run down to Philadelphia
in the next train. In the meantime his
mother-in-law sent him a dispatch to the
effect : "Another daughter has just arriv
ed. Hannah is poorly. Come home at
once."
The lines were down, however, and the
dispatch was held over, and meanwhile
Gillingham arrived home, and found his
wife doing pretty well, and the nursethm
bling around with an infant a day old.
After staying twenty-four hours, and find
ing that everybody was tolerably comfor
table, he returned to Williamsport with
out anything being said about the dis
patch, his mother-in-law supposing, of
course that he had received it. The day
after his arrival the lines were fixed, and
that night he received a dispatch from
the telegraph office dated that very day,
and conveying the following intelligence :
"Another daughter has just arrived.
Hannah is poorly. ,Conic home at once."
Gillingham was amazed and bewildered.
He could not understand it. Daughters
appeared to him to be getting entirely too
thick. He walked the floor of his room
all night trying to get the hang of the
thing, and the more he considered • the
subject the more he became alarmed at
the extraordinary occurrence. He toiik
the early train for the city, and during
the journey was in a condition of frantic
bewilderment.
When he arrived he jumped in a cab,
drove feriuusly to the house and scared
his mother-in-law into convulsions by
rushing in, in a frenzy, and demanding
what on e arth had happened. He was
greatly relieved to find that there were no
twins in the nursery, and to learn how the
mistake occurred. But he is looking now
for the telegraph operator who changed
the date of that dispatch. Gillingham is
anxious to meet him. He wants to see
him about something.
OCCUPATION. — What a glorious thing
it is for the human heart! Those who
work hard seldom yield to fancied or real
sorrow. When grief Sits down, folds its
hands, and mournfully feeds upon its own
fears, waving the dim shadows that a lit
- tle exertion might sweep away into a fun-
A dispatch from Greensboro,' N. C. etal pall, the strong spirit is shorn of its
gives the announcement of the sudden might, and Sorrow becomes our master,—
death of the celebrated Siamese Twins When troubles flow upon you dark and
on Saturday morning last, the 17th instant, heavy, toil not with leaves, and wrestle
which occurred at their residence at Mount not with the torrent ; rather *seek by oe•
Airy, Surrey county, IC C. Chang was cupation to divert the'ityk waters that
partially paralyzed last fall, since which threaten to overwhelm you into a thou
time he has been fretful, very much debili- send channels, which tile duties of life
tated, and strongly addicted to drinking al.waY,iipresent. Before you dream of it,
liquor as a means of alleviating his suf- these f*ters will fertilize the present and
ferings, which terminated in his death on give birth. to fresh flowers, that will be-
Saturday morning,. Eug was so overcome come pure and holy in the sunshine
with horror and grief that he died about which penetrates to the path of duty in
two hours later. They were nearly sixty- spite of every obstacle. Grief, after all
three years of age, were both ma - fried and is but a selfish feeling,. and most selfish
had large families. "In dea , fh they were is the man who yields himself to the in
not divided," but it is hoped, fer the bens- dulgence of any passion which brings no
fit of science, that their b&liea will be. env to his fellow mnn
Lent commences February lath. , wt. Valentine's day is coming.
TO A CHILD.
Never, ray child, forget to pray,
What e'er the business of the day,
If happy dreams have blessed thy sleep,
If startling fears have made thee weep,
With holy thoughts begin the day,
And ne'er my child, for get to pray.
Pray Him by whom the birds are fed,
To give to thee thy daily bread ;
If wealth His bounty should bestow,
Praise bin, from whom all blessings flow;
If He who gave should take away,
0 ue'er, my child, forget to pray.
The time will come when thciu wilt miss
A father's and a mother's kiss;
___And-then,-my-child,perchance - yorell'see -1
Some who in prayer ne'er bend the knee;
From such examples turn away
And ne'er, my child, forget to pray.
Renrarkable - 0 - p - e - ta
Benj. Franklin made his name famous
when he flew his kite and brought down
lightning from the clouds which had been
flying around without paying its way.—
Now we not only flash through on wires,
but science has crippled electricity and
used it to perform miracles. The reader
will remember when GeneraLKil satrick
returned from Chili, three years since, of=
his having a remarkable operation per
formed upon him by a physician in New
o -removed-a-largel y - fleshy-for
mation from the General's neck by fillinr
- and
it fii . tre - edief and then attaching - a'
galvanic battery to it. Ten minutes af-
er curren o eec rim y was eon
the bunch had entirely disappeared.
A remarkable operation was performed
by a Whitehall physician a few days ago.
A gentleman who had been suffering from
superabundance of adipose tissue consult
ed a physican, asking for relief from its
burden. The gentleman consented, and
with the medical practitioner entered a
telegraph office. The fat man was reques
ted to remove his coat and vest, after
which the physican surrounded him with
wires, attaching the ends to a powerful
galvanic battery.
At a signal from the doctor, Manager
W. B. Eddy, let on the current. The pa
tient writhed and twisted when he felt
the current passing around him, still he
stood like a martyr. Presently be'began
to shrink ; he grew smaller and smaller ;
his clothing hung in hags about his fast
diminishing fbrm. The doctor felt much
pleased with the result of his 'experiment,
while the formerly fat man's joy was ve
ry great, although he seemed to be suffer
ing most acute pain. All of a sudden
there was heard a loud clicking at the
instrument, as if Pandemonium's great
hell had been let loose. The operator
sprang quickly to answer the call. He
ascertained it was from the New York
office. He quickly asked, "What's up . ?"
Au answer came back as if some infuria
ted demon was at the other end of the
wire. "What in thunder are you about ?
Cut off your mites. quick I You are fil
ling the New York office with soap
grease
Swift Retribution.
A Belgian journal gives the details of
a peculiar frightful tradgedy which was
perpetrated last month in one of the vil
lages of that kingdom. A young girl in
service at Brussels had saved quite a lit
tle fortune of eighteen hundred francs,
and, hearing that her mother was ill and
required her care, left for home by rail,
alighting about a league distant there
from. To reach her destination she would
have to pass a gloomy wood ; so, fearing
the dangers of the way, she resolved to
pass the night at •the house of an uncle
who lived near. She accordingly knock
ed up her relations, and, having told her
story and her fears she was put into the
room of a female cousin who was away at
work. ,While lying awake in the middle
of the night, she heard a conversation
which filled her with 'horror ; her hosts
were planning to murder her for the mon
ey she carried. Thereupon she leaped
from the window, and lied, half naked,
until utterly exhausted, she met two
gendarmes. After she had told them what
had happened, they led her back to her
uncle's house, where a light was observed
in a distant part of the garden. The gen
darmes approached the spot silently, and
found that both the uncle and aunt were
engaged iu burying a body enwrapped in
a bloodstained cloth. The victim was
their daughter, who, having come home
late, had crept up stairs quietly so as to
not awake her parents, and had been kill
ed in mistake for hr.:cousin. The aunt
went mad on the spot, and the uncle stab
bed himself from remorse and dread of
the consequence of his crime.
What am I Going to Do.
One morning a young lad set off to go
with some thoughtless companions to a
place of Sunday amusement. "What am
I going to do? he asked. "I am going to
break the Sabbath. Suppose God should
punish me for my wickedness." This so
alarmed him, that he turned back and
spent the day in a'becoming manner.
A boy saw a person drop his purse,
which he picked up, and was walking off
with it and the money which it contained.
"What am I going to do?" came to his
mind, and the answer followed. lam a
going away with a purse of money that
dose not belong to me. This is not hon
est; God has said, "Thou shalt not steal."
In another moment he ran after the per
son_ amigave-uvthe-purse.--The -man
gave him a half-a-crown, and an honest
half a-crown is worth more than a great
many dishonest pounds. "What am I
going to do?" asks the Sunday school
-chola - r — on - his - way - to - th - e - Su .
"I am going where the young are trained
up to fear God, and keep His command
ments. May I be a studious, attentive
scholar, and pray God to make me one of
his obedient children."
Often ask yourself—and never be afraid
to ask—" What am I going to do?" A bad
act will not bear reflection as a good one
Will - . — "er fife — path — a — thy feet, and
let all thy ways be established. Turn not
to the right hand or the left, remove thy
foot from evil."
le~iri OW
The Judges of the Supreme Court of
Massachusetts,-as-late as 1772,_w0rP rob- -
of scarlet, laced with blaCk velvet, and in
summer, black silk gowns. Gentlemen
wore coats of every variety of color gener
ally the cape and collar of velvet, of a
different color from the coat.
In 1782, Governor Hancock received
his guests in a red velvet cap, within
which was one of fine linen, turned up
over the edge of velvet one or two inches.
He wore a blue damask gown lined with
silk, white satin small clothes, white silk
stockings, and red morocco slippers.
In 1770, Gen. Washington arrived in
New York from Mount Vernon, to assume
the duties of the Presidency. He was
dressed in a full suit of Virginia home.
spun. On his visit to New England he
wore the .old Continental uniform, ex
cept on the Sabbath, when he appeared in
black.
John Adams, when Vice President,
wore a sword.and walked about the streets
with his hat under his arm.
At levees in Philadelphia, President
Washington vas clad in black velvet,
his hair powdered and gathered behind
in a sil k bag, yellow gloves, knee and shoe
buckels. He held in his hand a cocked
hat, ornamented with a cockade, fringed
about an inch deep, with black feathers.
Along sword in a white scabbard, with a
polished steel hilt, hung at his side.
VENTILATE YOUR CHILDREN'S ROOM.
—Most parents before retiring make it a
duty to visit the sleeping rooms of their
children. They do so in order to be sat
isfied that the lights are extinguished, and
that no danger is threatening the little
ones. But if they leave the room with
close windows and doors, they shut in as
great an enemy as fire, although the rava
ges may not be so readily detected. Poison
is there slow but deadly. Morning after
morning do little children awake weary,
fretful and oppressed. "What can it
mean? what can it be?" the mother cries.
In despair, she has recourse in medicine.
The constitution becomes enfeebled, and
the child grows worse. The cause, per
haps, is never traced to over-crowed sleep
ing -rooms, without proper air; but it is,
nevertheless, the right one. An intelli
gent mother having acquainted herself
with the principles of ventilation, will not
retire to her room for the night, with out
having provided a sufficiency of air for
her children, in the same manner that
she provides and regulates their night
covering, or any other requisite for refresh
ing slumber.
Sometimes, by judiciously lowering a
window,. and at other times by leaving a
door open, this end may be attained. In
many houses the day and night nurseries
communicate. When this is the ease, the
window of the further - room should be o.
pen. Even in severe weather, young chil•
dren can bear this arrangement if they
are not exposed to a direct draft
HAPPY EVERY DAY.—Sidney Smith,
it is said, cut out the following from a
newspaper and preserved it for himself:
"When you rise in the morning, form a
resolution to make the day a happy one
to your fellow creatures. It is easily
done ; a left off garment to the man who
needs it, a kind word to the sorrowful, an
encouraging expression to the striving—
trifles in themselves as light as air—will
do it, at least for twenty-four hours.
And if you are young, depend upon it, it
will tell when you are old ; and if you are
old, rest assured, it will sand you gently
and happily down the scream of time and
eternity. By the most simple arithmeti
cal sum look at the result. If you send
one person, only one, happily through
each day, that is three hundred and six
ty-five in the conrse of a year; and
pose you live forty years after you com
menced this course of medicine, you have
made fourteen thousand beings happy—
at all events for a time.
Experience is the packet compaa®e few
think of ,consulting they have lost
their way.
One of the attractions at a Tennessee
fair was a prize of one bushel of potatoes
for the ugliest gia,n rider.
Washington's birthday, Feb. 211, is
the next holiday.
Wait null Znmor.
What word in our language is made
shorter by adding two letters to it? Short.
A New York lady has invented a cor
set
set which will squeeze a woman to. death
in five minutes, if she feels likd
ome men are lik ow candles : they
ps
always will smoke w they are going
out.
A Jersey newspaper - describes a man
as being "as sociable as a batch of candi
dates two weeks before election."
Just the reverse—When a clock is
-wound up it gam — When u firm is
it stops.
If you feel depressed over the finan7itlN
situation, try lighting fires with kerosene'
1-oil--
The fellow was pulled baldheaded by
his wife who said, "Dry goods are wor
shipped more in this world than the
Lord."
- -- What is the difference between a farm
er and a bottle of whiskey ? The farmer
hustutmds-the—c-o-rn-and-the-bottle-citwhis
key corns the husband.
A Washington
had been notorio,
rastonts
divorce.
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to belong to the vi
When long experi
sage.
If you want to know what a man thinks
of you get him mad. We never know
what is at the bottom of a stream until
it is stirred up.
An .editor in Fort Scott, Ark., annoutic
el
es that he has se q kes in the sun, but
he fails to say how ny wiskey smashes
he took to accomp h it. .........../
"I've no mother now, I'm weeping,"
was sung with great pathos by a sevent3-
five year old orphan, who- had attempted
to drown his grief in copious draughts of
lager, in a Toledo saloon the other night.
The same mule that killed a man 'at
Lexington, Ind., was permitted to haul
the widow to the funeral. Several mar
ried women have been trying to purchase
that mule, but the widow will not part
with the beast, as she thinks of marrying
again herself.
A negro preacher bolding forth to his
congregation upon the subject of obeying
the command of God says: "Bredren,
whatever God tells ma to do in dis book
holding up the dat I'm gwine to
do. If I see in it dat.l must jump trop a
stun wall, I'm gwine to jump at it. Going
trop it, long to God, jumpin' at it 'long to
me."
A Portland gentleman crowded him
self into a seat in a horse car, next to a
young man, who remarked, "You wouldn't
be so anxious to have that seat if you
knew that I had just gotten over the
sraall-pox." "That's nothing," was the
reply; "this is the first time that I have
been out since having it myself." The
young man started. for the front plat
form.
"Mr. Snow, I've been studying lately."
"Studying what, Bones ?"
"Why, I'm land& surgery."
"Surgery ! Now, rn ask you a ques
tion on that subject, and I'll bet you can't
answer it."
"Well, go 'head Snow."
"What is the most difficult operation
in surgery ?"
"Dat's .nothire to answer."
"Well, let me hear you answer it."
"Why, take dejato of a woman."
SAVED HIS WHLPPENG.-A little ur
chin seven or eight years old, in a school
where Miss Blodgett was teacher, -com
posed the following and wrote it on his
slate at prayer time, to the amusement
of the boys :
"A little mouse ran up the stairs
To hear Miss Blodgett say her prayers."
"The teacher discovered the rhyme,
..,
and called out the culprit. For punish
went she gave him his choice to ratikef, 4?
another rhyme in five minutes or be
ped. So, after thinking, scratching his 0
head till his time was nearly out, and the"
teacher rms lifting the cane in a threat- 2. f!1
ening manner, at the last moment he ex
claimed
"Here I stand before - Miss Blodgett ;
;.41- l e's going to strike and rut going to
dodge it."
Harry is a good-natured fellow but hell
one failing, which is this—that when ho
goes to his home at night lm is often under
the influence of contraband fluids.—
Thanksgiving night he started home with
a nice turkey, safely done up in strong
writing paper, under his arm. Harty
found the read to his house uncommon
rough that night. He several times
stumbled and fell over all sorts of obstruct
Owls in his path. ..Each time 1 r fell, he
dropped his turkey, but contri% d to pick
it up again. On entering his Wise he
steadied himself as wt.ll as he was able,
and said to his wife:
- - -
"Here, , situ I've got ievcn turkeys for
you. ,
"Eleven turkeys ! What do you inea.n.?
There's only one.'
"There mu,4 be laven tiakcp, irey—
for r ft:!! "tevcn evf. ry time
found a tn. key. 'l;au tur
key,!"
$2,00 PER YEAR.
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is a sure cure or .sa ness.
ady who all her life
for infidel notions late,____
v praying—for
etable kingdom ?
has made him