s iiiii f ?lt j(V 3 pii Jf ISIl lit illL B. F. SCIIWEIEIl, THE COKSTITUTIOir-THE UJTIOU" A1TD THE EirrOKOEMEHT OF THE LAVS. Editor and Proprietor. VOL. XXXIII. MIFFLINTOWN, JUXIATA COUNTY. PEXXA.. WEDNESDAY, FEBRUARY" 12. 1879. NO. 7. .1 I UXDZR THK SNOW. Softly the snow spreads iU mantle of ahite, Od the fresh gnn of my darling to-tii ;l.t ; NoiseleaslT driven and horning fast. Speed the white drifts on the wiuga of the blast ColJs fall ita tread on my grief-s-tncLeu breast. Where the dear head wax oft pillowed at rent O'er the lone couch. U je winter winda blow Sofdy my darling lies under the snow ! Taiuly I seek tby wise purpose to trace Lord, in thy merry. U grant me tby grace! Blinded through teara I can see but ths roaj. Dreary and dark, to my darliug'a abode. O for one smile, for one tender cares ! O for tby presence my spirit to bless ! Ah ! what delight can this heart erf r know, When it liea boric d deep under the slow. Courage, sad bean, nor indulge thy wild pain. Spring-time will come in iU beauty avain ; Sunshine and flow rs will lend as they pass Freshness and Lfe to the soft, springing grast. Birds in the branches shall warble above ; Nature's sweet voices shall whisper of love. Hoses will blossom and v olrta will How Over the grave that is covered with snow. In Disguise- II was the year IS , and I, a man of 37. dwelt in the seaport town of . I had done business there for ten long years. I was prosperous ami well thought of by my neighbor., but I can not say I wa a happy man. Ten year before I had had what is called a disap pointment in love. In my case it was a horrible be numbing blow upon the neart. The girl t whom I had plight ed my troth, and whom I loved w ith my whole soul, a young fresh beauty of 17, seemingly innocent as a child, had eloped on the eve of our wedding day with one almost a stranger a young man endowed with remarkable beauty, and with that air of gallautry which is ' most dangerous to woman's heart. Ten rears had passed. I hail been a resi dent of tor all that time. Although I had but reached the prime of man hood, I was spoken of as an "old bachelor." Often, as I sat alone in my library I used to w onder where the Mark AVil mot of the past had w andered, to ask myself if the imperishable soul was dual, or how I still could be myself and not myself in anything but name and station; but I troubled no one with these fancies not even old Taffet, my confidential clerk, who lived i.imy em ploy for nine years, and died very sud denly at last. I promoted the clerk next in order to his place. Then a va cancy being made in the office I adver tised for some one to All it. I sat in ruy library that night quite alone, when the servant announced "a gentleman. When, in oliedieuce to my nod he was ushered in I arose to greet him, and looked ujkiu a strangera slender young man with brown hair and blue eyes with a pale, Fad face. "Mr. Wiliuot?" he said "At your service," I replied. . "You have advertised for a clerk," he faltered. "I have called to apply." I asked him a few question. His re plies showed that he was capable of fil ling the post he desired. I asked him for references. He answered frankly : 'I have none. I have no friends who could vouch for me. I will tty to serve you faithfully if you will engage me." Again the eyes that were the color of Estella's looked into mine. Again I yielded to their influence without a re ference, asking only his name. He called himself Harry line. I engaged my new clerk. He came to my office the next dav, and no one louud fault with his work. I took a fancy to him. At last asked hiin to my house, having persua ded him to come one evening, it grew into a habit that we should spend the Jiours between 7 and 10 together. From liking him I learned to love him had never had a brother: I had never had an Intimate male friend. For the first time the perfect bliss of unalloyed friendship came to me. I had loved a woman, and she had deceived me. Xow toy heart gave all Its tenderness to a man. Friendship, I said to myself, ehould take love's piace friendship at would not fail me as love had. No woman should ever call me husband, but Heaven had none the less given me a son. W hen a year had gone by I resolved to make him my heir; but when I told him of my purpose, he fell on hi knees at my side and begged me to change my resolution. If you persist," he said, in tones that trembled with agitation : "I shall leave you forever. And I long to remain with you ; only I will not hae you talk of such a thing, you who will live longer than I." I laughed at him. I wondered at his exltemeut. I secretly made my w ill as I had intended. The mouths passed on. I had known him nearly two years. I felt that I could not live without him. I would have advanced him to any po sition In my power, but he refused all promotion. He clung to the little desk in the dark corner, and in public kept tils shy ways and anxious bearing. Once or twice, when some great burly man crossed the threshold, he hurried from the office and hid himself iu some musty storerooms in the rear. I kuew there was some one w horn be dreaded, and at last I put the question point black. JIc answered thus; "There is a man on earth from whom 1 hide nyself continually. I doubt if he will ever come to this place, but I had rather die than meet him. "I would te.Il you all," he sighed as I took his hand ; "but when I have told you we will part. You will drive me from your presence. ' Command me and I will speak; but then all is over. I admit to you that I am a very guilty . f i person, jicukuii, jv. I est sort for any man again. out references." I And if I have a hope it is to lie one Then 1 said to mvself : Jav. besj,e her under the simple stone J At some unwary moment he has been j ni;rteJ wUll her nau,e wllich is plant builed by Satin into dUhonesiy. 1 1 Jn t,jat rus(ie graVPT-ara hard by my willasK no more. maieer uc t have done, 1 love rum. i uo noiwisn to know his crime." And I said to hira : 'Xothing'can break our friendship. If you have siuned, it is not agaiust me. Why should a discovery part us?" Yet those words and looks haunted me, and I dreaded I know uot what. one night, In mid-summer, we were walking iu the principal street of our little town together, when a noise of laughing and talking attracted our at tention. I had said something about the voice which pitched itself above the rest, and hail a certain musical ring to it, coarse as It w as, w hen the revelers brushed passed us, and theownerof the voice a tall man, with a handsome, flushed face looked around at us. He glanced at me; but his eyes settled on my companion, a..d, dropping his friend's arm, he staggered toward us. "Who are yon?" he said grasping his sleeve. It's the most confound d like lier. I say, who are you ?" Then the other caught his wrist and he staggered off again. Harry Hue had made no resistance; hue I saw that he had turned deadly I'ale. He clung to my arm as well as though he had told me so that this was the man he dreaded. I knew something else, also. Changed as he was, this was the man who, ten years ago, had stoleu my sweetheart from me. This was the husband of Kstella Wynne. "Harry," I said, as we parted, "I have seen the man we met to-night be fore, l'laiuly his own worst enemy now, be was oi.ee mine." "I told you I had been a veiing fool once. He awakened me from mv dreams." "The girl I loved married him." "Since he has come to this, I doubt il she gaiued much by jiliug me." I'oor soul ! her life must have been very dark. Heaven knows what she may have suffered. Poor girl; poor, pretty Slelly " Oh, Heaven only kuows!" sighed Harry. "And you speak kiudly of her; you forgive her you, ot all men?" I caught his hand. "Harry," I cried, "come into the house with me. I must talk to you." You knew this man. You knew her. Sjieak: tell me truly: by our friendship tell me the truth." He yielded to the touch. Tue doors closed upon us. We were alone in the dark, qriet house. The moon shone through the library in. low, and tell iu abroad stream upon the floor. In its fiiil light he stood looking at me. You knew her?" I said. Yes;" he answered; "well." "Dut that you seem too young. I should ask you if you also loved her," I said. "I am not too young. I thought more of her than any other, but not enough for her good," he said. 'Let it pass," said I. "Tell me what her life was w hen you knew her." "A yeir from the time of her mar riage with that man, one of utter mi sery. "He married her because he fancied her an heiress, and w hen he found she was poor, he first neglected, then ab used Iter. "He. struck her- many heavy blows. He called her cruel names. "At 1.1-t sbe left him, and he is searching for her now."' "Ah, Heaven have mercy ou her," I sighed. "She left him. But tell me the truth she fled alone?" "I went w ith her," cighed the voice that had grow n faint as it went on. "Yet she fled alone, Mark Wiliuot. "I told you that when my tale was told, you would thrust me from your dour. "The time has come. Don't you know me now ? I am Estelle Wyune. 'Flying in disguise from hi in whose name I bear, 1 came to your house by chance; but having once seen you, I re mained. "IOng, long ago, I understood how true a love I had cast by, and now yo have revenge indeed, !or I have learnt your goodness. I kuew her now, disguised as she was. 'I he lair lace came back to me as it had looked iu the dead days, and the friendship I had felt for Harry line, and the love I had felt for Estelle Wyn ne melted Into one intense feeling. I held out my amis toward her. ' "Estelle," I cried, "I forgive you. Come back to me." She shrajik from me. "God bless you," she bobbed. "Ah, that I must refuse! Heaven, but you forget. I am his wife. I am not free." 1 had forgotten. I pressed a kiss upon her hand, nor strove to stay her as she glided through the door. I could not sleep that night. I paced the floor of the library until daw n. I heard the hours ring forth, and the sound of some distant street brawl reached me. At last it was day. The servants opened the windows, and breakfast was ready. When my servant brought in the coffee, he paused a moment. They 6ay there was a murder last night, and that the person that, was killed turned out to be a woman in man's clothe", sir." I started to my feet as he spoke, and at the same moment a policeman whom I knew well stood upon the threshold. "Your clerk, Mr. Wiliuot," he began, the young man they called Rue I have strange news about him." I had no need to ask what it was. She was dead ; and it was her hus band who had killed her. I had loved and lost her for the sec ond time. I scarcely knew w hether that second meeting was a blame or bane to me. Only I shall never love another woman, or feel friendship of the sweet- " " j10me . .... ' . .... ! -The cost of new building; built In j Boston during the year 1878 was $3,230,000. Where are the Police? Those gentlemen who mount a dry goods box on the Campus Martius of a Saturday evening to deliver a political speech have no gain in their hearts. They simply want to post up the work. ingnicn, brush up the idea of merchants and do good to all. They take no heed of the small boy lurking on the out skirts of the crowd, but thoughtlessly begin : " I rlends and neighbors, let me ask what cau-esthe hard times of which you are ail loudly complaining?" Want of continence in the mule! " yells the small boy, as the speaker stops for an instant. The hard times are upon us, want stares us in the face, woe and wretched ness are abroad, and the laboring niau, merchant and capitalist, ak each other the cause and the remedy." " Same speech he got off last n!ght w ith the poetry left out! " yells out the boy. "Some folks say that we have lived too fast as a nation," continues the speaker, pretending to have heard noth ing; "others say the currency has been contracted too much; others declare that there a re "There's yer 'clipse ou the moon Vulcan walking right over her !" breaks the f mall boy. He Is drive u away by a citizen w ho came there to hear a speech, but he merely changes his location for a better one. ".Some folks 6ny that there are too many men In this country," says the speaker. " Too many men ! Great Heavens! Can there be too many men in a country like this, whose fertile prairies " "I'll go home and kill my dad ! " solemnly puts in the small boy, and the speaker begins to lose part of his crowd. When he srts olf again he says : Wnat has made money so scarce, labor so scarce, and want and woe so plenty ? What Las tumbled the price of rof perity one-third ! W hat means these bankrupt sales? " "Means they are beating their creditors! " squeaks the bad bny, and a dozen more bearers t.od their heads in tlio tfllmiativc and start for the market. "Have we a currency?" tudJcnly deuia:iis the man o:i tiie box. " If we hadn't, how could I buy this "ere gun ?" replies the bad boy, retreat ing the before the cane of an olllt - e - seeker. "We buye a currency, but what Is it?" a-k the speaker. "Is it money orrags? hen the laboring nun ha a di liar in his pocket, is he certain tiia 1 You kin buy an immense big dorg for a do! lor!" Interrupts the boy. This is too much. The crowd make for l.im in a body, leaving the sj-caker alot.e aud they forget to return. If he can talk long enough he may draw some new ones, but he generally buttons his collar and goes down ou the market af ter an egg-plant for his Sunday t inner. Miootinc on the Wins;. Sol hern, the actor, is said to have devoted a part of each summer's vaca tion to fishing and hunting in Canada, r. G. de lontoiiie. in his inimitable biography of the ac'.or, relates a little incident which occurred at Quebec, when Florence, George Holland, and Sothern were rambling through the town waiting for the steamer. Thev had started down the principal street. Suddenly Florence commenced toyell "Hi, hi, there! You man with the birds! Hi, hi, come here!" aotueru ami iioiiauit turneti to see what the bluster was all about, and observed Florence gesticulating to man ou the other side of the street w ho was carrying a lot of birds on a string Sothern said : "Florence what the mischief is the Florence replied "Sh h-h-h ! Ilirds, my boy, birds. We'll buy them from this sportsman and take them d.iwn with us; it w ill be a pleasant change of diet broiled birds on toast, you know." By this time the "sjortsinan" had crossed the street and was standing before the trio. He wasratherasingu- lar sort of a fellow, ami withal a Ger man. His face was about as expressive as a bologna sausage, and though not deaf, it seemed to take minutes for each inquiry to reach his understanding. This at first made Florence think he couldn't hear. Bil!y oj-ned the nego tiations by asking; "Do yon want to sell your birds?" The Teutonic sportsman, after a long, dull look, replied, "Yot?" "I say," repeated Billy, much louder, "do you want to" sell your birds?" The same long, dull look from the man, and then he drawled out, "Well, yes, I diuks I sells dem." "Well, how much for them?" "Vot?" with the same stolidity as lie fore. "I say, how much lor them ?" howled Florence. "You buy dem ?" "Of course I'll buy them; how much do you want for them ?" "You buy dem all?" "Yes, yes, I'll buy them all. Come, now. lei's finish the bargain." "Yot?" with the same stupid look. "Oh, Lord!" said Billy, now getting red in the face. "What a stupid fellow ! Look here! how much for the birds?" . The vendor of game for the first time seemed to understand, for he com menced very slowly, and In the most exasperating way, to deliberately count his miserable bunch. Florence was getting impatient, and Just going to bawl out again, when the man looked at him as before, and slowly remarked " "Veil, I sells dem for two dollar." "All right," said Billy. "Now, where did you shoot them ?" "Vot ?" "I say, where did you shoot them?" "Vere I shood 'cm ?" "Yes; where?" "I shood dem out mit der woods. j Vould you dink I shood birds in my front barlor?" ratLer eJ Bn, ,uJ tjiey all commenced to langh at him, for he was now the color of a boiled lobster hut, yelling at the top of his voice, he replied "Why, of course; I suppose you shot them in the woods; but how did you shoot them ?" "How did I shood 'em?" "Yes, how? Did you shoot them on the wing?" "Vot?" "Dili vou shoot them on the wing? how ling in his ear. 'I shood 'em ou der wing?" "Yes, on the wing?" Here Florence went through a pantomime with his arms to describe a bird using its w lngs. The sportsman gravely looked at Hilly for a moment, and then replied "Yell, I ain'd barticular; some J slioods on der viug, some I sliuods on der iiead, und some I slioods on der tale. Id's all der same so long vot I got Viu." Ami then he looked at Itilly as though he was saing internally, "Vot idea; shoods birds on der vlng! Vot void man !" Billy bought the birds aad left in stautly, observing that ha felt sure that gunning as a high art did not flourish in Canada An Historical (ileaaios. ' The recent death of Mrs. Ann Hin man Kellogg, of Fairfield, Conn., in the ninety -third year of her age, recalls au unrecorded incident of the war of the Revolution. Mrs. Kellogg was the daughter of Captain Elisha Hinman, ol the United States Xavy, aud her mother was the only American who remained in .ew London when the town was destroye.l by the traitor Benedict Arn old lu 17S1. At that time Captain Hin man's ship was hourly expected to ar rive at X'ew London, and it was hoped that he might come in time to save the town. Mrs. Hinman was well acquaint ed with Arnold, as he had often dined at Iter house, and had been a friend ol her husband. Induced by anxiety for her husband's safety, she remained after all the others had fled, and watched the entry of the lirilish from the doorway of her house As Arnold rode up he saw and saluted her, and said that if she would point out her own property it should be spared. .She loiuted out the houses of several of her neighbors as her own and thus saved them from destruction Arnold remained on horseback near her house nearly all day, noting the battle I that was raging at Fort Griswold, on 1 Groton side of the river, where the bill monument commemorating tl event now stands, three times were the British driven down the hill by the deadly fire from the fort. Then the ammunition of its defenders became exhausted, and they were obliged to surrender. The British olllcer in com maud of the storming party was so en raged at the despeiate delenso of the fort that, as he entered it, he asked, "Who commands here?" Colonel Led- yard replied, "1 did, but you do now," at the same time surrenderingliis sword Tiie officer received the sword and in stantly plunged it into the heart of the gallant colonel. An American ollicer, standing beside his colonel, snatched his oh n sword from his scabbard, and in a moment the cowardly Briton lay dead beside his victim. Ail in.Iiscriin ate massacre of all within the fort fol lowed, and thirty of the wounded Americans were piled into a wagon that w as roiled dow n a steep hillside to the bottom, where it was dashed to pieces against a tree. Then hurried preparations were made to evacuate their position by the British, Arnold having learned of the expected arrival of Captain Hinman. Mrs. Hinman, having w ituessed these outrages from her housetop, became so incensed against the traitor that she hurriedly descended from the roof, took a musket from a closet, where it had been left the day liefore by an American soldier and leveled it at Arnold as he sat on his horse iu front of the house. Taking a a long, steady aim, she pulled the trig ger, but the piece missed fire. Hearing the snap of the lock, Arnold turned and asked her w hat the noise was. With great presence of mind shehaddropin-d the gun. so that he did uot see it. and she answered that it was he breaking of a cha'r. A T-st of C'onrtesy. The argument probably commenced in the custom house, and had been dis cussed for some time, the fat man was saying as he came down stairs into the post- llioe con i lor : I tell you courtesy exists in the hu man heart to-day, as much as ever. A civil request never biirgs a civil an swer." "Well, i don't know," mused the other. 1 do know, and I'm going to prove lt. My horse and cutterstand out here. I'll get into the cutter and a?k some stranger to pleare unhitch the horse for me, and he'll do it. You stand here and let me convince you." The fat man got into his cutter, tuck ed down the robes, picked up the lines and called out to a pedestrian : ''Say, Colonel, I'm little ahead of time. Won't yoa please unhitch my horse?" Certainly replied the man, and he ad vanced, pressed on the snap and walk ed on, leaving the horse free but the tie strap still fast to the bitching post. The fa: roan had to get down to recover it, and his argumeut teemed lo break n two right ther. The Xolao of the Finger. In the current number of the Medical Record Dr. Hammond says that when you poke the end of your finger In your ear the roaring noise you hear is the sound of the circulation in your finger. Which is a'fact, as any one can demon strate tor himself by first putting his fingers in his ears, aud then stopping them up with other substance. Try it and think what a wonder of a machine your body Is, that even the points of our fingers are such busy workshops that they roar like a small Niagara. The roaring is probably more than the noise of the circulation of the blood. It Is the voice of all the vital processes together the tearing down and building up processes that are always going forward in every living body, from conception to death. Thoy Killed Rim. The other night as old Blinks of Car son who presides over the case-keeper of a faro game, sat listening to the vari ous opinions expressed about our Ind au troubles he felt constrained to relate some of his own experience with th ludians, prefacing his remarks with he assertion that uot one man in ten thousand knows anything about the subject. Said be: "You give me one hundred men as biave as myself, who would rely on me for strategy and fol low where I would lead, and we'd w hip all the tribes between here and Alas ka.-" Blinks proceeded to state that I the early days of Texas he commenced the subjugation of an Indian tribe all on hisown hook. Ho was both infant ry and cavalry, and his courage and wily tactics appalled the ludians more than an ordinary army corps won! have done. He maintained this uneven warfare for several months, until one day he found himself some .'lot) miles within the Indian Territory, where no white man hail ever been before. A ho was passing through a defile iu the mountains 1,300 Indians surrounded him. They closed every avenue of es cape; abrupt mountain towered on either hand, their sides lined with avages; several hundred guarded the pass ahead of him, while an equa number had closed in upon his rear To escape wa impossible; the odd were too great to give battle, so he ma lestically surrendered and defiantly told them to deal with him as they pleased. The delight ot the ludiai.s a capturing such an imiiortant and dread ed enemy prevented them from killing liiin at once, aud they were two days in councel, trying to invent some more horrible torture and manner of death than they bad ever practised before. By this time Old Blinks had got himself hoplessly entangled, and the crowd a round the game seeing his dileeima, demanded to know how he bad got out of such a fix. Blinks coughed and 'sparred for the time," hoping to in vent some way to wind up the story but his imagination "fell down" on him ami the boys kept pressing him. He told ot his thirst aud described hi thoughts, trusting that some idea woul come to his rescue. The crowd becom ing morn and more aware of his pre dicament. Interrupted, distracted and confux'd him so much he could think of uo w ay out so bringing his fist down on the table w ith a thump, and w ith a look of earnest sincerity, said ; "By , boys they killed me. 8-th Oreen's Flrl Hunt. it was a Due morimig, the sun was bright, and I followed the shadows of the trees, and supposed I was going due west. I diil not know I was oa the wrong track until I had gone many miles to the north of my comrades. If I had not met with some game, follow ing the shadows perhaps as I had been doing, I might have come back in the neighborhood of where I started from There was some game however. At about 11 o'clock I saw a large black bear looking right at me. I threw my eyes up a small tree that stood near and thought If I missed the bear, and he came forme, I would make tracks up that little tree. I h id been taught to believe that a bear could not climb a roe, but I never was more misinformed n my lite, for thev can claw up a tree that isn't more tlutn three inches hrough. I ran my eye along that tree and along that ri lie-bar ret, and pulled the trigger. The bear fell. I loaded up again right quick, took another look up that tree, and then went, cautious- ikc, toward the bear. Xow, between me and the Wast there were Quite a nuiuler of small trees, but I kept my eyes on them all the time. I'rcsently I got near the bear, and dead for sure he was. He had fallen between two logs, and I had a hard time to pull him out, as he weighed .illy 300 pounds. When I went to look at him I found my bullet had ffone square between his eyes, and that I must have killed him stone dead. The arrangement with my companions was, that if any of us killed any large game, we were to fire, as a signal, three hots as quickly as we could load. I blazed aw ay, but no answer came. The reason was that I was many miles to the north of them. My position, as I made il out just then, was pretty much as follows: Here was a boy of 19 years old, 30 miles from any house, with 300 pounds of bear on his hands, and only jack-knife to skin it with. I did -skin im though, took the hide and one of the hams and started for the blaze-lme we had gone out by. My load was dreadfully heavy, so I had to rest most everv thirty rods. I kept on, though. iitil I thought I had gona far enough to notice the blaze. But there was no sign of a blaze. "May be," I thought. I have goue past it !" So I turned hack to look for it. but w ith no better uck. Then I just made up my mind that I would go straight by a compass. nd I did. I walked until It was most ght, when I looked around for camp g ground. I came across a big log which would make a first-class back for fire, and I found pine tree, full of ry knots which stuck out so that I could use them like rounds on a ladder nd shin up the tree in cae wolves were prowling around, for wolves were plenty in those parts. I built a rousing re and broiled some bear's meat, and had a prime supper. I lay roe down, and was soon fact asleep. How long I lept I don't know, but it must have been some time, as my fire was almost out when I awoke. I was kind of chilled with the cold, and set about raking in the ashes to get a brand to start a fire again, but before I had a blaze I heard some kind of an animal igh me. This made me so uneasy that guess I must have built up that fire with one hand and kept the other hand on the limb of the tree. Just then the animals began to snort and stamp their feet, and I knew that they were deer and that I need not be afraid of them Before I had my fire going well I heard a pack of wolves coming along, and the deer made tracks, but the wolves didn't follow the deer, for they stopped short ' near me, and commenced circling and circling around me at a distance ol some 13 rods. As my fire grew brighter the wolves lounged off somewhat fur ther. There they kept a-going round in a ring, a yelping and howling onlv in tiiat dreadful way aV naturally be longs to a pack of famished wolves. I kept throwing chunks into the fire until ( got myself warm. Then I began to grow sleepy. To keep me awake I cooked bear meat and ate it, until I coiildit't swallow a morsel more. 1 found it was almost Impossible for me to keep awake. Maybe it was the cold that was benumbing me. I rubbed tobacco in my eyes to keep them ocn. But it was of no use. Do what I could I went asleep, and w hen I awoke iy fire was nearly out and the nack if wolves not more than three rods from me, their tongues lolling out and their green eyes blinking at me. I saw my danger, and seized my wooden poker in one hand and a limb of the tree Iu the other, expecting to draw myself up the tree if the wolves tried to lay hold ol me. My fire luckily began burning, aud no soouer was it in a binze than away scurried tiie wolves, making a terrible snarling and howling. The chances would have been dead against me if I had been asleep five minutes longer. Then, jK-rhaps, somebody else in another country would hae doiie the fi-h-hatching. You may bet I didn't go to sleep any more that night, for it was nigh on to morning before those wolves cleared out. I started again for the clearing, w hich I expected to reach by that night, but I was mis taken. Xow, I hadn't had a single drop of water since tiie morning of the day before, save the little I had licked off the leaves of the trees, when a slight rain had fallen. My tongue just stuck in my mouth, and was as dry as my hand. I travt led along until 3 o'clock, when I struck a little stream of pure cold water. I w as never more tickled in my life. I w as very much pleased when I saw my first shad wriggle in the eggs and hatch out at Holvoke ou the Con necticut river, but it was of small account when compared with the sight of that pretty stream. I thought w hen I lav down to drink I would fill mv mouth with water aud just spit it out, but I could not, it went down too quick, so I took a dozen great gulps before I was through. Then I made the woods just ring with my laughter. I hen I tried the water again, and must have kept up drinking for about au hour. After that I started ou, and had uot gone fir In-fore I killed a yearling buck. I cut off as large a piece as I thought would last me to eat while I was in the woods. It was a big chunk of venison you may Ik sure of that. Soon it was night again. I built me another fire. turned in, and hail a good sleep, w ith nothing to disturb me. Xext day I traveled ut.til three o'clock, when I heard the sound of an axe. I followed up that sound, and found a man cutting wood to burn and mike ashes. Tiie man told me I was nine miles from the road. He started me right, and I found it at last. It was night then, and rain ing. I rolled myself in my bear-skin. and went to sleep. About three o'clock in the morning I thought I heard a wagon coming along, aud so it turned out. I did not see anybody in the w agon guiding the horses, so I stopped the team, and, as it was going my w ay, I got in. To my surprise, in the bottom of the wagon lay a big man. sound leep. The man was full oi"some'nd of liquor, and, as he was lia's-v to sleep some time, I took the lii and kept the horses going. I h as much as sixteen u.iles to go ve- Now, thought I, if I an get to my journey s end liefore that drunken man wakes, it would be ever so much of a help to me If he wakes, maybe he will tell me he isn't going as far as I want to go, and will put me out. So I kept pretty quiet, vou may believe, pushing the horses all the time. It was daylight after awhile, ami I arrived at Fort Haven before my sleep ing friend awoke. I was getting out of he wagon as prudently as I could when the man awoke, ami, as he said he wanted to go to l'ort Haven, it turned nit all right after all. My two com panions I found at l'ort Haven. 1 hey w ere mighty uneasy about me, and said they were preparing to go back and have a look for me. They didn't go. ItHa Arabic as Food. lit Morocco, about the middle of Xo- ember, that is, after a rainy season. wliich begins in July, a gummy juice exudes spontaneously from the trunk ud principal branches of the acacia ree. In about nitcen nays it inickeus the furrow, down which it runs. either in vermicular (or worm) shape, or commonly assuming the form of oval and round tears about the s(ze of igeon's eggs, of different colors, as they belong to the white and red gum tree. About the middle of Iiecemiier the Moors encamp on the borders of the forest, and the harvest lasts six week. The gum is packed in very larg sacks of leather, and brought on the backs of bullocks and camels to certain ports, where it is sold to the French and English merchants. It is highly nu tritious. During the whole tune or harvest, of the journey, and of the fair, the Moor of the desert lives thuost en tirely upon it, and experience proves that six ounces of gum are sufficient for the support of a man twenty-four hours. Connterfrtt Cold Tiroes. Xow that gold pieces are likely to circulate once more, other people be sides the Government have made ar rangements to meet the end in view. The counterfeiters have done their best to get up good Imitations of the coming coins, and are reported to be remarka bly successful. They have produced a five dollar gold piece that almost defies detection by any except experts. It has the full weight, has an outer cover ing of gold and has the clear ring of the genuine article. These will, no doubt, be sent over the country broadcast, and it will be well for people who handle money to look out for them. The Color of Clothes. The eolor of clothes is not a matter of in lifference. White and light-colored clothes reflect the heat, while black and dark -colored materials absorb the heat ; hence it is that in summer we war light colored dresses. But, af:er all, tight colors are really best at all seasons; for though black and dark substances absorb beat best, they also radiate or give it off soonest. There Is no doubt that white clothing retains the heat of the body longer than dark clothing. The coachman will tell yoa that his white duffel coat is warmer in winter and cooler In summer than any other kind of coat, and the brewers drayman will wear his white stockings ail the year around. Th true reason for our preference of dark-colored clo thing in w inter and during bad weather is economy. It Is a question of soap aud washing, not of comfort, which decides us to choose those colors iu materials which do not uecd constant washing, such as wool and filk, which show the dirt least and retain their color longest. In the summer, when ladies wear linen and cotton fabrics, which do uot suffer in the wash-tub, they can indulge in their love of white and delicate tints ot color. Fsets about the tiuniwn Body. The skill contains more than two million opeuiogs which are the outlets of an equal number of sweat glands. ! lie human skeleton consists of more than two hundred distinct bones. An amount of blood equal to the whole quantity in the body passes through the heart once every minute. The full capacity of the lungs is about three hundred and twentv cubic inches. About two-thirds of a pint of air Is in haled and exhaled at each breath in or dinary respiration. The stomach dally produces nine pounds of gastric juice for digestion of fool; its capacity is about live pints. There are more than five hundred separate muscles in the body, w ith an f qual number of nerves and blood vessels. The weight of the heart is from eight to twelve ounces. It beits one hundred thousand times in twenty-four hours. Each perspiratory duct is one-fourth of an inch iu length, which will make the aggregate length of the whole alwiut nine miles. The averag man takes five and one-half pounds of food and drink each day, which amounts to one ton of solid and liquid nourishment annually. A man breathes eighteen times a minute, and three thousand cubic feer.oraboutthree hundred and seventy-five hogshe.ids of air per hour. Tall Stories. A Xew Yorker visited Ireland during the past summer, and of course viewed the lakes of Killarncy. He set out for theGapof Dtinloe, which is a wild moun tain pass, intending to walk through it to the upper lake, which is the usu al mode of approach for the tourist. While thus proceeding, the little hut or cabin occupied by a tlecendant of the f jrfamed Kate Kearney, that dangerous beauty long ago, and situate at the base of the mountain, was pissed. As our friend approaches it, the guide a yci uiiiespecinien of that race whicb-'PfinK'' j green and vigorous from lh "hrst Dow er of the earth and ti r n of t"e !M !4" be-:in his lc"eiJl about the locality: "Do you that mountain ?" sai.l he "behind 'nr cabin there? I mane Kite K. ny's desxiiidant'acaMn. Well, it , no less nor two thousand five hundred : feet high, and it is well known that j whin Kate Kearney from the top of it ' unclosed her hair, it touched the bac there fornmint ye." i "Is It possible ?" said our friend. "Unlade, thin, It is, ir; r.ut shure l see you re from Amanca, and as for stories it's not worth w hile to be tellin' them to one of yonre people. Didn't I come wid some gjntlrmlti from the States to this place a short time and the divel such stories I ever heard in my life as they gave me. I wonder If they could be thrue? And wondher- Ing I have been, eversince I heard thim. You must have ahert ! I w ondher If the stories were thrue?" again said the guide, as if carried to the depths of doubt and reflection. "What are the stories?" said our friend. "Shure," said the guide, I couldm't be tellin' all the stories in a short ride like this; but one of thim has struck my heart and I'll niver forget it uiver nlver! I woudiier If it can be thrue!" "Well, let us hear it," said our frh-nd, "and we will decide." "Well" said the guide, "aflher I told thim some of my tales, shure they be gan to give back wondhers, and one of thim a very dacent-Iookin man he was. and not given, I should think, to coortin the devil by lyin' began to tell of the spliudid hotels yez have in America, and I'll niver forget ir told that there was one in Xew York called Fifth Avenue Hotel, an 1 that it was three miles aud a half long, not only that sir but that the waiters roado round on ponies sarviu, the guests! I won tlher If that was thrue !" A IHth Tree. The tower of the court house at Greensburg, Indiina, is 140 feet in height. Or.e hundred and five feet from the ground Is the water sheet of the tower, aud above that it is covered with dressed stone, made to fit closely, in slabs 2 by a feet, Inclining an angle of about 30 degrees from upright. In the summer of 1S70, a cit z;u of the place was examining the tower with a glass when he observed, springing from the third crevice about the water sheet on the east side of the tower, one hun dred and ten feet from the ground, a little twig. But little was thought of it, and i was scarcely difccrnable with the nake ,eye. The next spring some Interest was exhibited to know if tiie miniature tree in Its strange and ex posed position, bad survived the win try blasts. It had survived, and when sun and spring showers cama en, put out its leaves plentifully and grew lux nriantiy all the season. By this time it was easily seen with the eye, but as It could not be approached la any ordi nary manner nearer thaa the roofs of buildings on the opposite side of the street its species could not be ascertain ed. The third spring it put forth again with renewed life, vigor and siae. In stead of dwindling and drooping from the effects of the the Winter's cold or the Summers heat and draught, the at mosphere of justice from below seemed to cause it to flourish extraordinarily. This season it w as decided to be a silver maple, sprung no doubt, from a seed carried by a bird or whirlwhind, and lodged In that exalted place. By this time the tree bad become famous. Ac counts of it bad appeared in the papers; but the story was not generally be lieved. But, nevertheless, the tree liv ed and grew. It was there and no mis take. And so it has continued until this day. It is now more than twelve feet high, and is thought to be three inches in diameter. The top is quite bushy, aud in the summer season, the leaves are numerous and luxuriant. It can be seen for many miles around, and the stranger approaching first sees the tower, and this phenomenon. The rap id growth of the tree is forcing the stones apart. This can readily be seen with a glass. Ere long the ambitious maple will have to be brought lower. or damage to the building follow. The Sheriff has already had several x pli cations from expert climbers to take it down, but the people will not permit their tree to be removed yet. An artist representing a Xew York illustrated paper called to sketch the curiosity, but the leaves were off and he postponed it nntil a more favorable time. Persons approaching the place from Cincinnati get a good view of it, by looking from the north windows as they draw near Greensburg. Of course It appears to much greater advantage when in full leaf, and at such a time It Is Indeed a strange curiosity. Keeping Faith. Sir William Napier w as one day tak ing a long country walk, when he met with a little girl about five years old. sobbing bitterly over a broken bowl. She had droped and broken It in bring ing it back from the field to which she had taken her father's dinner, aud said siie would be beaten on her return for having broken it. As she said this a sudden gleam of hope seemed to cheer her. She innocently looked up into Sir William's face aud sai.l : "But you can mend it can't you ?" lie explained that she could easily, by the gift of a sixpence, buy another. However, ou opening his purse, it was empty of sil ver, and be promised to meet his friend on the spot at the same hour next day, and to bring a sixpence with him, bid ding her meanwhile to tell her mother she had seen a gentleman who would bring her the money for the bowl next day. The child, entirely trusting him, went on her way comforted. On hi return home Sir William found an invi tation awaiting him to dine in B'h ' the following evening, to meet some one whom he especial' desired to see. He hesitated for some little time, try in to calculate the possibility of meet ing his fViend of the broken bowl, and still be in time for the dinner party at Bath ; but. finding this could not be, he wrote a letter declining the invitation on the plea of "a previous engage ment," saying: "I cannot disapiioiiit ! her; she trusted ma." To Accommodate the Lauv. A w oman with three bird cages and a little girl has just got on the train. she arranges three bird cages on a seat and then she and the little girl stand up iu the aisle and she glare around upon the ungallant men who mi,ailI to lhelr ana dreamily out of the window. I bend my face down , tlie tilbIet aml writr furiously, for I feel her eyes fastened upon me. Somehow or other I am always the victim in cases of this deli cate nature. Just as I expected. She speaks, fastening her commanding gaze upon me : "Sir, would it be asking too much if I begged you to let myself and my little girl have that seat? A gentleman can always find a seat so much more easily than a lady." And she smiled. Xot the charming est kind of a smile. It was too trium phant to be very pleasing. Of course I surrendered. I said : "Oh, certainly, certainly. I could find another seat w ithout any trouble." She thanked me, and I crawled out of my comfort ible seat, and gathered up my overcoat, my manuscript, my sbaw . strap package, my valise, and my over shoes, and she and the little girl went into the vacant premises as soon as the writ of ejectment had been served, aud they looked happy and comfortable. Then I stepped across the aisle ; took np those bird cages and set them along on top of the coal box, and sat down ou the seat thus vacated. I apologetically remarked to the woman, who was gazing at me with an expression that boded trouble, that "it was much w armer for the canaries up by the stove." She didn't say anything, but gave me a look that made it much warmer for me, for about five minutes, than the stove made it for the canaries. 1 don't believe she likes me, and I am uncom fortably confident that she disapprove of my conduct. Portable Gas. Whatever may be the eflect of the electric light, a wide field is opening for the gas companies if they have the spirit and enterprise to occupy it. For many years portable gas has been iu use in many parts of London, aud has been sent in copper vessels to all par. of the country adjacent. Private house and small shops having gas fixtures could have gas served them in vessels resembling those charged with sod; water as regularly as they were served with bread by the baker or beer by the pot-boy. Xow the German railroads are using compressed gas on ail their lines and in all their passenger cars. The English government has also adopted compressed gas to light buoy with the buoy itself being, so to speak, the gasometer. It is believed that with the improvements now projected, one of these buoys can be made to show a light visible" at three miles, and that will last without replenishing the gas ometer three months. ' A
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