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VOL. XXXII.
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Let 'a often talk of noble deeds.
And rmrer of the bad ones.
And sing about our happy day.
And not about the sad ones.
We were not made to fret and sigh.
And when grief sleeps, to wake it;
Bright happiness is standing by
This life is what we make it.
Iet's find the sunny side of men,
t T be belterers in it;
A light there is in every soul.
That takes the pains to win it
Oh! there's a slumb'ring good in all.
And we perchance may wake it;
Our hands contain the majic wand
This life is what we make it.
Then here's to those whose loving hearts
Send light and joy about them!
Tlianks be to them for countless gems
We ne'er had known without them.
Oh! this should be a happy world
To all who may partake it;
The fault's our own, if it is not
This life is what we make it.
My Uncle George.
I "suppose you wonder George, why
it is 1 have never married woudered
ami most probably rejoi"ed for, at my
deaili, you know, the old place will
come to you, as it came to me, free from
debt or incumbrance. I supo$e you
have attributed my confirmed bachelor
hood to some disappointment in love in
early life, eh?
Ah, well; I'll tell you the whole
story. It may serve as a warning to
you, I was going to say, only I do not
believe in one man's experience being
of any use to another. And as to warn'
ings hah ! they never serve. But
am in a retrosjiective mood to night;
s if you care to hear the story, you
shall."
My I'ncle George and I were staying
up at Barling, a small fishing-place of
his in the Highlands, to which we re
Mirted regularly twice a year for about
a fortnight, in pursuit of salmon.
had lost my father when I was four
years old, and since tiiat time his broth
er, my I'ncle George, had been my fa
ther in all but the name. Indeed, 1
think we were fonder of each other
than fathers and sons usually are iu
these days.
It has always been a wonder tome,
and to every one else, that Uncle George
had never married. Some people de
clared that he had been hopelessly in
love with the beautiful Duchessede
and that it was for her sake he had re
mained single; others hinted at some
entanglement; while some maintained
Kldly that Sir George Wyville wa
married, and that I, his nephew and
heir presumptive in the eyes of the
world, should leok very foolish some
day on the baronetcy ,and Wyville Cas
tle, being claimed by the son of my un
cle's old college bed maker.
But to all these s;ories I turned a deaf
ear. I knew enough of Uncle George
to feel sure that there was not a shad
ow of truth in all of them. My uncle
often spoke of the Duchesse de as
what she was one of the handsomest
women and most finished coquettes of
her day. But I felt certain that he had
never cared for her; he would not have
talked so much about her if he had.
And as to an entanglement or a secret
marriage, why, I knew all my uncle's
affairs as well as I knew those of Char
lie Baynsford, my bosom friend and
brother otlicer, who had been gazetted
as ensigu and lieutenant in the Fifth
foot Guards the same day as myself,
about two months before. X"; what
ever reason my uncle may have had for
remaining single, it was one that he
had carefully guarded from the whole
world. I was glad that I was going to
hear it at last.
I lit my pet pipe, about the coloring
of which I was so anxious,and drawing
my chair nearer to the tire, prepared
to listen in comfort.
"I was about thirteen, George, when
I first saw Xora O'Byrne. I was at
Katon then, and she was a flower girl
in the streets of Windsor. The first
day I eyer saw her I remember it as
well as if it were yesterday it was a
bitterly cold March afternoon, and she
was standing outside the then only lio
te iu the, place, sell:ng violets. To
this hour I cannot stand seeing a girl
selling violets in the street. I gave her
all the uiouey I had in my pocket, and
my heait with it. It is no use attempt
ing to describe her. All descriptions
of real beauty are futile. She was sim
plest the lovliest child, as she was af
terwards the lovliest woman, I ever be
held. Iay after day I used to see her.
I contrived to meet her quietly. I did
all I could for her, and it went to my
heart to feel that I could do so little. 1
used to give her food ; clothing it was
of no use giving, for her mother took it
away again directly, and pawned it to
buy gin.
'I ueed scarcely tell you that Xora
w as no common beggar-girl. Her fa
ther had been a well-to-do workman,
and during his life-time she had been
to school, and had learned how to read
and w rite; but after his death they had
been reduced to beggary, through her
mother's fatal propensity for drink.
For nearly tw o years of my life I sent
every shilling I could spare upon that
child, and I loved her as I have never
loved any other human being. And
what is more, I kept my boyish love a
secret from every one no easy matter,
as you may imagine.
"When I was fifteen I had a badat
tack of typhus fever. I was staying at
Wy ville at the time of the summer va
cation with my uncle, Sir Rupert. He
had a perfect horror of sickness, and of
fevers especially; and directly I was
taken ill he left the house to pay a visit
to some friends near Windsor. He
promised me that when the school met
again he would ride over, and give the
fellows at my house the latest accounts
of me, .
I did not return to Eaton till after
the Christmas holidays, and Xora was
gone where I could notleara. In vain
I made Inquiries of different people in
the town who knew the girl by sight.
All I could learn was that neither she
nor her mother had been seen since the
beginning of September. I was nearly
i ramie with anxiety. I give vou mv
word, George, that never but once
gain in my life have I felt i.el,i.,
like the utter grief and desolation of
mat tune, when I thoughtof Xora, with
her extraordinary beauty, thrown upon
tne w ide world w ith no other protec
tion man that drunken old mother.
"Well, time passed on, and when I
was eighteen I left Eaton and w ent into
me uuards. My mother took a house
on Hartford street, and I lived with
her. I went every where, and was made
much of. I was heir to Wyville Castle
and fifteen thousand a year to say
nothing of the baronetcy ; aud I could
have married as my uucle aud mother
was always telling me almost any
body I choose. But I did not choose.
Strange as it may appear, I never met a
girl I could care for never met any one
who could nia'.e me forget for one mo
ment my childish love. I grew tired of
everything sooner than most men, and
at twenty, having obtained several
months' leave of absence, I started for
a tour in the Eat with my old friend
Baynsrord. who was then Captain Fel
lowes. When we were at Smyrna I
received a letter from my mother, tell
ing me that my uncle was going to be
married. As I had been taught from
childhood to consider myself his heir,
you may fancy, George, w ith w hat feel
ings of disgust I received the intelli
gence. My mother wrote a Terv illegi
ble hand, and moreover always crossed
her pages, consequently deciphering
her letters was no easy task. I could
not make out the name of hit uncle's
fiancee, although Fellow es and I sat up
half the night trying todiscover it. My
mother said Sir Rupert had met her in
Paris, and I thought the word w e could
not decipher looked like a French name.
London w as no place for me now. I
decided, and determined to leave the
Guards and exchange into some regi
ment going to Canada a country I was
particularly anxious to see. We lin
gereu a good deal of the time on our
way home, and were a great part of
the time in out-of-the-way places w here
we saw no newspapers. Thus I missed
read i ng the an nou ncemeti t of my u ncle's
marriage. When I arrived in town I
heard of nothing but the extraordinary
beauty of Lady Wyville; aud many
were the warnings I received half in
jest half in earnest not to fall in loye
w ith my aunt. It was very odd, but I
felt no curiosity to see her. On the
contrarv, the idea of making her ac
quaintance was rather repugnant to
me.
I left a card for mv uncle iu Gros-
venor square, a day or two alter Ire-
turned home at an hour w hen i knew
she would be out; and I declined, on
the plea of a prior engagement, an in
vitation that I rsceived to dine w ith
them the following evening.
"A few nights afterwards there was
a large ball given at the Russian Em
bassy. 1 heard, directly I entered the
house, that my uncle -nd his bride
were there; but there was a great
crowd, and I never caught sight of
them. Towards the end of the evening
just as I was going away, the Duchess
de came up to me in the conservato
ry, and told me that my uncle and aunt
were just then on the staircase.
'You must come and see her,
George,'.she said to me; 'she is per
fectly beautiful.'
"I made some commonplace reply,
such as that it was only very pretty
women who ever admitted teauty in
others, and then, w ith the little duch
ess on my arm, I went to greet my un
cle and his bride.
"She was dressed all iu white not
the faintest trace of color about her
and her lovely face turned as white as
her bridal w reath, as the came face to
face with me. It was Xora Xora whom
I had last seen in rags, barefooted, ask
ing alms from the passers-by, and now
met again thus at an ambassador's hall.
and talking to a foreign prince !
"Mr uncle introduced me to his bride,
aud I made a profound how, and with
a face as white as her own, congratula
ted her on her marriage, aud expressed
the gratification I felt at making her
acquaintance.
he gave me such a look, poor girl r
I knew then that she had never forgot
ten me. I passed on witu me uucness
nto the ball-room, and I felt rather
than saw that Xora turned to look after
'Is the not beautiful?' my compan
ion asked me w ith levity. 'Ah, I was
right. I could see you were desperate
y apri with her. What is it you Eng-
hcall it? Love at first sight, laae
my advice, won ami, and do not see too
much of your lovely aunt.'
" 'I shall follow your advice, 1 said;
1 mean to see as little of her as possi
ble.'
'Something in my voice made my
companion glance up; and then, with
true tact and good breeding, she has
tened to change the subject. She was
a kind hearted little women, in spite of
her trifling language. I knew that
never again to me or any living being
did she recur to what she Had noticed
more than she chose to say I felt cer-
i.
I never saw Xora again so as to
siieak to her during uncle's lifetime. I
exchanged at once Into a regiment un
der orders tor Canada. There I re
mained three years, until the death of
Sir Rupert recalled me to England.
Xora had no 'children, so I was nown
Sir George Wyville. 'She might as
well have waited for me,' I thought
bitterly. I met her once at our solici
tor's upon business, just after my re
turn home, and that was the last time
I ever saw her in the world. She lived
entirely in London, doing an Immense
deal of good, I believe, among the Irish
poor. But her career of usefulness was
a short one. She only survived Sir
Rupert four years. To me she died the
hour when she became his wife. She
wrote to me once after she became a
widow, telling me all the circumstances
of the marriage-how that Sir Rupert
had rescued her from a life of beggary
in the streets, and sent her to school for
four years, an-i that then she had felt
herse'lf bound iu honor and gratitude
he c-oncluJed her letter by expres-
singa hopethat we might still be friends.
Friends! I had no more friendship to
ouer her than I had love to offer any
woman; ami mv uncles willow was
sacred in my eyes.
"I never saw Xora agaiu.
"I believe the world talked a good
deal about my strange conduct towards
my aunt, and pronounced It to be 'very
bad taste,' now that I had come into the
title and estate. . Only the Duchesse de
, gave me credit for having some
good reason for thus avoiding Ladr
Wyville.
There, George, you know tiow the
story of my life why I have remained
a uacneior all my days. I was not
aware that there is any particular moral
to be deduced from my talc, unless ij
is 'Only to fall in love in yourown rank
of life.' a piece of advice that was very
irequeuuy given to me when 1 was
young. I hope you w ill profit by it
better than I have done."
Tne Cat.
" What is this?"
That is a cat. Do you see the beau-
mui curve to ins back? If vou con
tinue to be a good boy you shall some
day have a thousand cats."
" Are cats a useful animal?"
" Yes, very. If it wasn't for the cat
every house would be overrun with
canary birds."
"Are cats very brave?"
" Yes. They'll hang around a corner
for four hours to get their claws into a
poor little mou.se, not one fortieth part
their size."
" What food do cats prefer ?"
"A $20 mocking-bird is their first
choice. If the family are not able to
keep a luockiiig-bird, the cat must put
up with an oriole or a German canary.
It is only when suffering tor food that
a cat will accept of a sirloin steak."
"Cats can't siug, can they?"
"Xo; but Idess 'em ! they keep try
ing to learn how ! They have got so
they can sound the first four notes on
the scale, and they are determined to
get the rest.''
"What time do they sing the sweet
est?" "At night, between the hours of 11
I'. M. and 4 A. M. You have probably
read items about bold, bad men flinging
bootjacks, sticks of wood and other
missiles at singing cats. Don't ever
associate with such people. Cats have
as much right in America as anybody
else, aud it is only the meanest kind of
folks who will try to keep them from
rising up in the world."
" Xobo.Iy knows, as no cat ever had
a fair show to see how nu.nv years he
could put in. After he has lain
around one neighborhood for fiften or
twenty years somebody murders him
cold blood."
" Io cats suck children's breath ?"
"They d,). Mothers should let their
children eat onions as a preventive.
Plug tobacco will answer the same
purpose."
A Four-Toa
frith that Stopped a Steam
ship. A collision between a steamship and
a gigantic fish, took place theothor day
in the vicinity of the 'l ong 'long Is
lands. The Messageries Maritime?
steamer Anadyr, on its voyage to shang
hai, was suddenly brought to a stop by
a violent shock. The cause of the collis
ion was found te be an enormous ray
or flat fish, estimated by those on board
to weigh from 8,000 to 10,000 pounds.
The monster was lying asleep on the
top of the water when its repose was
rudely disturbed by a "dig In the ribs"
from the stem of the steamer. After
the first alarm had subsided, efforts
were made to haul the creature on
board ; but, owing to its unwleldiness,
all attempts in this direction proved
fruitless, and the A h, doubtless even
more "shaken" than thfjssengers on
the boat, was reluctantly allowed to
move off and seek such remedies for the
injuries it had sustained, as are to be
procured in the mysterious deep.
Sayings from the Chinese.
Dig a well before you are thirsty.
The ripest fruit will not fall into your
mouth. Great wealth conies by destiny
moderate wealth by industry. The
pleasure of doing good is the only one
that does not wear out. Water does not
remain in the mountains, nor vengeance
in great minds. Let every one sweep
the snow from his own door, and not
busy himself about the frost on his
neighbor's tiles. Every to-morrow has
two handles. We can take hold of it by
the handle of anxiety or the handle of
faith.
Fat Man Hade Happy fcoses CI roiuiiu.
Prattvha. Ala- July 20, 1S78.
Botasic Medicink Co., Buffalo, X.Y.
Gentlemen. About three months ago
I commenced using your "Anti-Fat."
at which time my weight was zia
pounds. By following your directions
carefully, 1 have sucoeded in reducing
my weight to Ijs pounds. 1 pis is an
very satisfactory anu pieasam; uui jusi
previous to my commencing the use of
your medicine, I had purchased two
suits of fine clothes at a high price, and
find to my dismay, that they are entirely
useless to me now. n hen l put one oi
my coats on, my friends U 11 me it looks
like a coffee sack on a bean pole, and
when I put the pants on well, descrip
tion fails. My object in writing is to
ascertain whether you have not, in con
nection with yojr medicine business.
an establishment where your patrons,
similarly situated, could exchange these
useless garment lor omers tnai wouiu
fit. I think you ought to have some
thing of the kind, as it would be an in
ducement for many to use the Anti Fat,
who now object to using it, in conse
quence of the loss they would eustaln in
throwing aside valuable garments.
J ust turn this matter ever in your mind.
A "Clothing Exchange" Is what you
want In connection witn your Aou-tai
business. Yours, truly.
GEORGE BOYD
Who Is powerful f He who can con
trol bis passions. Who Is rich? He
who is contented with what he has.
Xever fall to tell the truth. If truth
ful, yon get your reward. You will
get your punishment If you deceive.
To-morrow Is tne day on wnicn iuw
men work, and fools return.
Driving Off the Fos;.
On a late passage of the steamer Ere m
on the Hudson she was detained below
Albany by a heavy fog. Captain Roe
was standing near the pilot bouse on
the lookout, when he was approached
by a venerable gentleman of 'rural ap
pearance. The boat was pushing for
ward with half sjeed and great caution.
"Captain," said the stranger, "why
don t you drive off the fog?"
"Just the thing I should like to have
you tell me how to do."
"I'll tell you bow an old German
frlerdof mine years ago did it," and
the passenger commenced by saying
"In the rich valley of the Mohawk
there is a quiet little village called
Spraker's Basin. Many years ago, be
fore there was such a thinga a railroad
in the State of Xew York, the veritable
Mr. Spraker, the patriarch and founder
of Spraker's Basin, was keeping a tav
ern a mile or so from the village, upon
the thoroughfare known as Johnstown
Road. Spraker's as it is generally
called, was in early times the great reu
dezvous for the Mohawk farmers, w hile
journeying to Al'jany w ith their wheat,
ud of the Jefferson and Lew is County
drovers. Xow and then a Xew York
merchant on his trip to the Xorthern
settlements was to be seen before the
great wood fire in Spraker's tavern.
This class of travelers were held in
much resjiect by old Spraker and the
honest Dutch farmers on the river.
One of this class accosted the old man
on the (torch one foggy morning, w ith :
Mr. Spraker, do you have much of
this sort of weather, down here in this
valley?"
' "Oh, yees, put we tout mind it. Mr.
Stewart, I has a way of triving it off
ish no matter at all, tih fog."
"How's that, Mr. Spraker, I should
like to know the process of driving off
a fog?"
"Well, I will tell you; I take a tram.
and goes out and feeds te pigs, and if te
fog dou't go off pretty soon, I take an
other tram, and den 1 goes out and fod
ders de cattle, and if te fog ain't gone
by dis time, I takes another dram, and
deu I goes out aud chops wood like
thunder, and if te fog don't go py dis
time, I takes another dram, and so on
Mr. Stewart, 1 keep a doin' till the fog
ail goes away."
"Well, upon my word, Mr. Spraker,
this is a novel uiode of getting clear ol
a log. now manv drams did vou ever
take of a morning before you succeeded
in driving off the fog?"
"Let me see; about two years ago, I
think I had to take about twenty trams,
but it was a tarn foggy morning."
-flie Kijtb F.lixlr.
A woman and boy slow Iy approached
the station.
They were mother and son.
The boy looked serious and the moth
er was doing a great deal of talking.
She said she'd heard that they hud
opened a museum at the station, and
she asked John Henry if he'd like to
go iu and see the animals.
"Spose they've got any snakes?" he
asked.
"Lots of 'em."
"And baboens?"
"More'n a dozen."
"And stuffed bridegrooms?
" Yes, heeps of 'em."
The boy had his suspicions, hut curi
osity overcame them, and he finally
consented to go in. As he entered the
parlor the mother winked at Bijah over
Ids head, whispered the one word
"Elixir," and she was gone before
John Henry could realize the situation.
"I am glad to see you, my boy," re
marked Bijah, by way of breaking the
ice.
"Where's them baboons?" demanded
the loy, a3 he looked around.
"My son, th e w ay of the trangressor
is hard, no matter whether the spelling
book sa3-s so or not."
'Where's that stuffed bridegroom?"
shouted the boy.
"He has gone out for a walk in the
mellow sunlight, Johnny, but come up
stairs and I'll show you the Elixir."
"You can't fool me!"
"There is do fooling about this. On
the contrary, this is a very solemn oc
casion. Come o;,."
The boy susjiected th worst, and
making a dive to get under the table he
upset it and came near getting out
doors. He was finally secured and ele
vated to the second story, the door
locked, and as he was placed in the big
chair labelled : "Meditatiou" he had
made up his mind to die in the last
ditch.
"Your mother didn't have time to
explain your conduct, or detail your
history," remarked Bijah in a fatherly
tone, ''but I think she w ants the Elixir
applied on general principles."
"Murder!" shouted the boy as he
tried to get out of the chair.
"I should like to sit here and study
your disposition, mused Bijah, "but
time flies, and I am leetle a bit anxious
to try this new spanker."
. "Dou't you dare !" shouted the boy,
having a dim idea of what was coming.
'You observe, my son, that I fasten
this sheet-iron pad around my left leg
as a protection. If you feellike biting,
bite away. Then I place the Elixir
handy, bring you out of the chair, so,
bend you over in this shape, and now
we are ready lor business. Let me re
mark at this stage of the proceedings
that my heart aches for you."
"Maw ! Maw !" screamed John Hen
ry Your dear maw is far, far away,
my son, aud I am now ready for busi
ness. Here I go."
He went. The sound of a shingle
striking a boy was heard iu the land.
It was also felt In the land, but from
the first stroke the boy snut his teeth
together hard and refused to utter a
sound. He had been there before, and
he didn't believe it was going to be
much of a shower.
"I hate to do It, but !" remarked
Bijah, as be worked his elbow with
more zeal, and the silence was broken
only by the deep-toned whacks of the
shingle. It wis shingle vs. boy, and
the boy had bet ten to one that he would
come in ahead- After two minutes'
steady motion Bijah let up and kindly
inquired :
"Jly son, do vou now feel a if you
owned this town ?'
"I feel as I'm a mind to!" was the
brief reply.
'What! haven't 1 got down to your
feelings yit ! Jist wait a moment !"
The lad was adjusted and the Elixir
again applied. The arm rose higher
and came down faster, and at the fifth
stroke a new stratum of soil was reach
ed. At the tenth the boy wasn t sure
which would beat. At the fifteenth
he concluded that he was a goner, but
just then Bijah halted and asked :
"My son, do you think you run the
house?"
"I kin run half of it," replied the
lad, suddenly taking courage.
"Am I growing weak in my old
age?" sighed the janitor, as he reached
for a new siKinker, "or is this an iiuus
al case?"
It was simply an uiisual aase. The
new spanker started off like a dose of
buckshot and had only got the regular
motion w hen the boy gave in. Before
the shingle let go he was ready to
promise anything, He took the most
solemn vow to stay in nights, go to
Sunday-school, quit fighting and earn
money for his mother and as a proof of
his desire to reform, he took a table
spoonful of castor oil w ithout a w ince.
"Don't you shudder when you rea
lize what a narrer escape you've hail
from the gal I us?" queried Bijah, as he
wiped off the sjioon oil his elliow.
"I do, and I shall always love you."
"One day longer aud you might have
turned out a pirate. 1 tell you, boy, a
shingle of the right size, la!-l on the
right spot, will put new and better
thoughts into a boy's mind as -lire's
your born. You can't mention a single
great man iu this country, frun l'eter
Cooper to Brother Gardner, who didn't
get his regular dose of the Elixir when
a boy. You can now sit w ith me down
stairs and learn a lesson in history
while I darn my socks."
vt lien the mother came sottly in, a
look of maternal anxiety on her coun
tenance, Bijaii was pusiilng a darning
needle threaded with pink twine
through an xl0 hole in the heel of
ky-blue woolen sock, aud the boy was
reading aloud :
"Is the hen on her nest? Yes, the
hen is on her nest. Is the sun up? Yes,
the sun is up, aud uo good hoy w ill
laugh at a man who is blind?"
The Elixir is a success. All order
by mail promptly attended to.
Aatonfelilng Jugglery.
Ill Ielhi, India, we saw the celebra
ted basket "trick," which Is sometimes
poorly imitated by professional jug
glers in this country. A native pro
duced a basket and a blanket, aud after
permitting us to see that they contained
nothing, inverted the basket on the
ground and covered it with the blanket.
We paid uoatteiitioii to his incantations,
but kept our eyes fixed on the basket
and the space around it, resolved that
no boy should be smuggled into it or
out of it without seeing him. What
made the triekfstill more wonderful was
the tact that the performer stood in a
clear space, and we could look dow n
upon him as he proceeded. He went
through the customary act of thrusting
a sword through the insterstices of the
basket, when the cries of a boy were
heard as if in mortal pain issuing from
the basket. Turning it over, there w as
a boy apparently unhurt and seemingly
enjoying the fun. Restoring the bask
et, with tiie blanket over it, to its for
mer position, w ith the boy under it.
the juggler went through the same in
cantations, and then running his sword
uinlcr. the blanket, tossed it away from
him. Turning over the basket, no hoy
was to be seen. So far as anything
could be observed there was nojiossible
place in which the little fellow could
be concealed. Another feat quite as
tonishing we saw iierformed in the
streets of Constantinople. An itinerant
magician showed us a cane which had
the appearance of being of wood and
very knotty. This he tossed in the air
as high as he could, and when it touch
ed the ground it took the form of a live
serpent, with blazing eyes and rapid
movements. It looked like a dangerous
specimen, and one which no man would
like to approach. Catching up. this
monster the fellow coiled it round his
neck and fondled it, while it writhed
and exhibited the most venomous quali
ties. Throwing it high up in the air it
fell to the ground the same cane w hich
we had handled at our ease.
Corn fttaik Nutfar.
A Westmoreland county, I'a., farmer
and scientist, has discovered a process
by which sugar can be made from the
common field corn-stalks, at a cost of
three cents per pound, and the plant
being only slightly inferior to the sugar
car.e of Louisiana, and containing two
per cent, more saccharine matter than
the beet root. The name of the discov
erer is Mr. F. S. Stewart, and his pro
cess, discovered after several years' ex
periment for crystalizlng the liquid, is
as follows : The costly bone black and
carbonic acid are no longer required.
The stalks are cut after the ear has ar
rived at an age suitable for drying or
cauning the full value of the corn
crop being thus obtained entirely inde
pendent of the sugar growth and sent
to an ordinary crushing mill. The
juice placed in pans, after being heated
to ISO degrees, is then heavily limed so
as to make it exceedingly alkaline. Af
ter being decanted and impurities re
moved, a liquid dioxide of sulphur is
then introduced in suflicient quantities
to make the syrup highly acidulous.
As impurities are precipitated, they
continue to be removed, and more dio
xide of sulpur added to keep the syrup
in its acidulous condition, until the
syrup Is reduced to the deusity ueces
sary to form sugar. It is then thrown
into a cooler and allowed to crystalize,
edraining being performed by a cen
trifugal machine, or other modern pro
cess. The color of this sugar as it
comes from the draining machine is
much better than that of ordinary cane
sugar, the syrup of the cane being red,
while this is nearly w hite.
A Mythical BarStory.
Hugh Dougherty was introduced all
around Carson the other day as a State
Senator from California. This reminds
one of a little joke practised by that
jolly San Francisco Bohemian, Dan. O
Council. Dan was on the train going
to Eureka, when he fell in with a
crowd of Englich tourists. If there is
one think particular that Dan likes to
manipulate, for practical jokes, it is a
British tourist. He opened the ball
by paying the porter of the train four-
bits to come along occasionally and ad
dress him as Governor." The porter
earned his money aud was earnestly
rushing up to Dan with :
"Governor, did you want anything,
sah !"
Presently one of the tourists re
marked :
"Mr. O'Connell, I see you are called
Governor; 'ave you the 'onor hindeed
to be hau hinciinibeut hoff th hoflice?"
"Yes, replied Dan ; "I have had the
honor of occupying the gubernatorial
chair of this State for five years, and
expect to be re-elected in the fall."'
"Hy ! hindeed; quite hextraordinary
for one a ha so young."
"Yes, I d look young, and I am
proud of the fact that for a men of 50
there are few better preserved speci
mens of physical humanity in this State.
I came to this coast in 'VX almost dead
with consumption, but the glorious cli
mate of California and the still more
bracing atmosphere of Xevada had the
delightful effect of rejuvenating my en
tire syttem. I now hunt the grizzles in
my liear park with as much ardor " j
ni beg pardon," interrupted one of
the tourists, "did hi understand you to
say a bear-park ?"
Yes," continued Dan, without mov
ing a muscle, "I have a range of four
hundred acres, well stocked with griz
zles, black bear and the Rocky Moun
tain varieties. It is but a small park,
but amply sufficient for w hat little re
creation I need. It is but twenty miles
from here, and if you can spare a couple
of weeks, my horses, dogs, aud guns
aud bow ie knivesare at your disposal."
'Really, though, your kind hoffer is
happreciated. But is there any danger,
you know.
"oh, yes, of course; an inexjierien
ced Land gets a tittle nervous when
closing iu ou the monster w ith the bo
wie knife, but if you do not care to
take risks, you can shoot them w ith the
rile. My hoy was killed last week, but
he was too impetuous by half, and it
was partly his fault. I might have in
terfered in time to save his life, but the
fight was a fair one, and I hadn't the
heart to fire at the brave beast from be
hind. A true Xevadanand '4t'er never
takes so noble an animal as the giizzly
at a disadvantage, even though his own
flesh and blood be at tuke. But to
change a subject, the recollections of
which are painful (here Dau wiped
away a tear), let me invite you to my
deer park at Elko, w here a thousand
bucks roam at large and my hounds are
the best iu the State."
The tourist promised to come and
spond a month, and are now doubtless
looking for the O'Connel preserve.
Game on the Hea Shore.
Wild geese and duck are the leading
game birds or. the coast in the vicinity
of Atlantic City, on the ocean. The
outfit to hunt these birds consists of a
light skiff or small hatteau, weighing
only about seventy-five pounds, so as to
be easily hauled over the meadows, not
exactly the perfect sneak box of Barne
gat, but similar in appearance and use;
a large lot of wooden decoy ducks, an
excellent double gun ; breach loading
preferred. Besides most of the duck
sportsmen own a yacht, or a chare in
one, tine, cosy, decked ami cabined,
aliout twenty-five f?et long, with one
huge sail. The boats are provisioned,
so that their owners can siend a week
at a time on board with three or four
companions, sailing along the creeks
and hays between the mainland and
the sea. The more stormy the weather
the greater the chance of plenty of
ducks. They are hunted to much that
they go to sea all day usually, but in
high winds and rains they remain in
the bays aud the ponds on the marshes.
At dusk and dawn each hunter ler.ves
the yacht iu his skiff, and taking separ
ate places, generally within hau of
each otiicr, they set out and anchor the
decoys, haul their boats on the marsh,
cover them from the sight of the wary
ducks by pulling grass and seaweed
and throwing it over them, and then
ecretc themselves along the bank and
wait for the flocks of ducks to approach
and settle among the decoys. Here in
the bitter, freezing weather and storm
they wait for hours, when a flock ap
proaches, imitating their cries to lure
them to settle among their decoys
within gunshot, and if successful iu
luring them near enough, shooting
both barrels among them and nimbly
slipping in fresh charges, and, if possi
ble, firing away again. They launch
the boat and secure the killed and
wounded game, and hide for another
shot. The ducks visit the fresh water
ponds and slashes for water. Hiding
near these the gunners slay numbers.
As they weigh about five pounds to the
pair, it occasionally becomes burden
some to get the ducks home. It is a
common thing here for gunners to
start for the inlet, the boat houses or
Higbee's, at midnight with a skiff, de
coys, gun, and go five miles to a haunt.
prepare for game and secrete himself
before day. The money value of a pair
of black ducks is generally seventy-five
cents, but the fascination and excite
ment of the pursuit attract many who
would not sell the catch for money.
Gunners are not always successful,
sometimes returning with none or but
few. Wild geese are not plentiful, and
very few persons have outfits here save
a few of the old-time gunners. Geese
were killed more frequently here years
ago. It is related that nocks of geese
used to lignt in a Dig, ueep pond where
the United States Hotel is now located.
Wild geese aommand about one dollar
each, and are superior in flavor to
ducks. Other game is abundant here
iu its season
In May and August im-
niense flocks of bay birds abound, aud
coinpri.e every variety of snipe species
common to this latitude, among them
curlew, willct, plover and yellow legs,
Gunners come purposely in May and
shoot them in numbers. They are also
attracted by decoys, painted to resem
ble them, and are supported by sticks
to w hich they are fastened, being run
on the mud flats ou which they alight
and feed, the runners lying near at
hand. A nice bed of grass or trash I
made, from which the gunner shoots
and loads at will. To show the attrac
tion of these decoys, and the iiuuiilation
oi ineir wnisinng, large nocks are
sometimes enticed back, and settle to
me aecoys again ami again, ivillcues
do this, but they are the simplest birds
and most easily deceived of all. Blue
heron are among our game. They are
seeu standing on the marshes, or flying
about and slow ly settling down. Thev
are a large crane, of a bluish or dark
dove color, and standing w ith bent
neck they are about five feet high, aud
when flying with head and legs
straight are nearly six feet, with about
five feet spread of w ings. They are all
along this coast.
A Mueer old Fwr.
I he Karl of Dysart, who died last
week, ied a curious life. Like the Duke
of Portland he was averse to being seen
He had lodgings in Norfolk street ; no
one was ever admitted into his room,
and all correspondence with the outer
world was carried on by means of a
small slit, cut in the door, through
which, messages and their answers
were passed. As he was rich and pen
urious he managed to accumulate an
enormous sura of money, a large portion
of w hlch he had invested in the deben
tures of the London Southwestern
Railway Company. The title of Earl
of Dysart was originally granted to one
William Murray.who was the whipping
boy of Charles I. The lad rose to be a
Gentleman of the Bed-Chamber, w hen a
committee of the House of Com moos
memorialized the King "to remove that
vile person from his councils." William
Murray left one daughter who received
a patent as Counters of Dysart. from
Charles IL, and married Sir Lionel
Tollemache, and on his death, the Duke
of Lauderdale. The lady used to boast
to her second husband that she had
saved his life, when taken prisoner by
the Parliamentary forces, by "submit
ting the to familiarities of Oliver Crom
well." Before I had heard of this, I
confess that I had never thought of the
great Protector in the light of a filrt
The father of the Earl just deceased was
engaged.before he inherited his peerage,
in some curious electioneering practices.
He bought a number of small houses at
Ilchester, which then returned two
members. In 1802, most of these ten
ants were bribed to vote against him, so
he pulled down 240 houses and erected
a workhouse, iu which their late occu
pants w ere lodged. In IMS, a majority
of the remaining electors voted against
his candidates, on which he turned 100
of the inhabitants out of his workhouse
in mill winter into the streets, "pour
encourager les autres." At the next
election there was still a majority
against his candidates, when he gave up
the struggle. His will is to be contested
on the ground that the late Lord Hunt
ingtower made a will during Lord ;
Dysart lifetime, bequeathing all he
could to his illegitimate family. The
law of wills is some what complicated,
and It would require a dozen columns
of this journal to explain why Lord
Dysart.s will should be attacked because
of the testamentary dispositions of Lord
Huntingtower. Everyday Lord Dysart
had sent to him, in Xorfolk street, the
number of cabbages cut, of peaches on
the trees, of eggs laid, and of chickens
on his estates. He made his investiga
tion through an aged domestic servant.
One day an oid la iy walked into the
Southwestern Railway Company's office
and asked whether there was not aii
issue of some sort of guaranteed stock.
The clerk said there w as not an issue of
some sort of guaranteed stock. The
clerk said there was. "Quite safe?"
said she. "Oh, yes, old lady; you need
not be afraid of your money. Do you
want to put your quaiter's wages in
it?" "Well," she answered, "if you
please, be good enough to give me J.G0,
000 worth of it, aud here's the money";
and with that she untied a big pocket
from under her dress containing notes
to that amount, and presented the
pocket to the clerk. A year or two ago,
his Lordship thought that he would go
out, a thing that he had not done for
many a long day. "Bring me my
boots," he said to the aged domestic.
She brought him the only pair that he
had. They were Hessians. "Xow call
a hackney coach," he continued. When
he went down and found a cab before
his door, driven by a man with a large
cape, he was in a state of utter amaze
ment. He directed himself to be taken
to Hauipstead. When he reached
Regent's Park he insisted that the driver
was going the wrong direction. "This
is not the way to Hauipstead." he said.
"Where are the covers in which I used
to shoot pheasants?" Sad and astounded
be returned to Xorfolk street, from
which he never emerged alive.
How to IMaronrajEe a Minister.
Go to church only occasionally, and
when you go, go late; take no part in
singing, but keep up whispering.
Find all the fault you can; point out
his deficiencies before your children
and others. iHui't aid his work, but
despise his lack of good sense. Tell
tales to him about the people and their
criticisms of him. Tell him how much
his predecessors were thought of. Keep
away from week-day meetings. Get
up gayeties, particularly some enter
tainment near the communion season.
Require him to be present everywhere.
Keep back his salary. Keep talking
about general dissatisfaction.
Patient continuance in these prac
tices will surely drive away both the
spirit and the minister of God.
Show me a people whose trade U dis
honest and 1 will show you a people
whose religion is a sham.
Vomiting Yesurio.
The actual crater of Vesuvius Is
ploced almost i&.an amphitheatre, three
fourths of which are enclosed, while
one-fourth is open. The enclosing
walls rise above the bed of the crater
from 230 or more feet, in some part
apparently composed or sulphur. The
diameter, judging by the eye, from ou.
side to the other, is about 3J0 yards,and
the whole of this area is filled with
lava on Are, but crusted on the surface
with a skin some inches deep of lava
that has been chilled. All who have
crossed the Mer de Giaoe, at Chamouni,
are aware of the character of iu for
mation ; the deep, intensely blue lints of
the crevasses, the huge boulders of ice,
the uncertain and irregular character
of tho blocks, and sometimes the fantas
tic shapes; assumed. Imagine jnst the
same formation, but substitute heat for
cold, intense fiery red color for the
blue, and the appearance of the crater
may be realized. The surface of the
lava blocks is black, contorted into
myriads of forms, hor, rough, aud
somewhat brittle, and lying more or
less at one level. Looking between the
cracks or down the "crevasses," how
ever, the glowing fires a few incle.
below our feet, an I in t e blocks
whereon we were standing, were seen
W hen the mouth of the volcano shower
signs of movement, ten mouths since
it was not raised much above ;he rest of
the bed. Its ten months activity, how
ever, has enabled it to raise a cone
almost in the centre of the crater, at
least a hundred feet in height, very
wide at the base, converging at the
summit like a sugar-loaf, but with the
summit of the loaf removed. With a
pulsation as regular aud as marked as
that of the piston of a steam-engine in
full motion, did the huge mountain
carry on its work, so that now we were
clearly able to understand w hat was
meant by "every puUation of the vol
cano being duly registered at the obser
vatory." Clouds of smoke aud fumes
were Issuing from the summit of the
coue now densely dark, as if a fresh
supply of coal had been heaped on the
hre; then intensely light, as if the
engine were blowing off steam; tneu
most beautifully aud delicately tinted
with the tenderest rose piuk, as if an
artist were testing how best to combine
the loveliest tints of his art ; then a pale
salmon a little while; and then, as if
five thousand torpedoes were simulta
neously exploded. The hue mountain
seemed to heave, and forih from its
mouth issued immense quantities of
molten lava, shot scores of feet high up
into the air apparently, at tho mouth.
all in one body; but, there, separating
into millions of pieces great and small,
all glowing with most intense red heat
that can possibly be seen. With a
powerful opera glass we silently
watched the visiblo operations of the
volcano. Each piece as it asceuded
into the air was separate; no piece was
partly red and partly black, but was on
fireman d at red heat throughout; mostly
the lava emitted fell back again into
the bosom of the heaving mass, but with
every emission, quantities, large or
mall, fell on the outside of the mouth,
and thus we saw readily, how the coue
had gradually, but continuously, in
creased iu sizi and neight. Every now
then, a huge mass would drop out
"'de, and then would be heard an im
mense crash, followed by va-st quantities
of lava rolling dowu the sides of the
eone. As we stood watching, at inter
vals there seemed to be the tiring of ten
thousand guns of mightier calibre than
Krupp's, and we -oou found that this
was i be precursor of. a grand display.
Up rose, possibly one hundred feet
above the cone, an immense mass,
spreading in the shape of a lady's fan,
and presenting one of the most niaguill
cen sights the eye of man can ever see.
Aud this upheaval was not a thing for
which we had to wait till our patience
was exhausted, and to wonder if ic
would be repeated or not, but was con
tinuous and incessant and almost seemed
as if every renewed expulsion were
grander than its predecessor, or as indi
cating a trial of actual strength prior to
the great event proposed to be com.
pleted. As we descended to the crater,
the rain had ceased; vhilst there It
again fell heavily lor a time; then the
whole surface seemed "frizzling, aud
hissing and steaming," as the two
bodies came into contact; the thunder
overhead was pealing like the roar of
fifty parks of artillery in concert, and
the lightning flashed with intense viv
idness; then the rain and thunder and
lightning ceased, and there was a per
fect calm, nothing to lie heard beyond
the "machinery" in full vigor aud
"steam up," then the sunlight light
eued briefly the whole scene, deepening
impressions that time cai. never erase.
As the day was drawing ou. It at last
became necessary to think of returning
to Xaplee. With much effort and the
aid of our helfjer, we again uot out of
the crater to the summit, but our descent
was to be by another way from that by
which we ascended. It w is down the
side of the mountain, at a far uiore
acute angle than that now proposed for
the roof of St. Alban's abbey, but being
of loose friable material?, similar to
those we have previously described,
there was little danger of rolling to the
bottom. Stepping out bravely, ami
making long strides, with the foot and
leg half-way up, plunging into the mass
at every step, our American friends
made the descent of the outer cone in
nine minutes; we traveled it more
leisurely, and took from twelve to fif
teen. The Hermitage was soon reached
and at once taking carriage we started
for the hotel.
Think little of yourself, and you will
not be injured when others think little
of you.
I HiTBforM'ny yars past I'scl In my own
faiallv, ant recoruiue"l- d to the families i.f my
conKrx"'". s liie best reoieilv I ki.ow of for
I'oiitflis. colds aud liicplerit Cnusntiip Ion, Dr,
Jnyue'g Kxp-torant, sml also Ja- ner- sanative
llLs as a remedy for cusiivencas. Biliousness
and Impurity oj the Bluod. M . cniitldenee In
Ibeifre t value of tee 'LMiMic-s, increases
tne loujfrl ue tltein and nus rve their won
derful beaiui-reM.'rtnir effects. They have
IP ren umverMl i-altslu-tlon In all tlie InuUlea
to w m 1 have recommended ttiern. ke u.-.
Dcwllur, late P of hereau Baptist Church.
New York.
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