SII 7 1 hi ... fil hi I V B. P. SCHWEIER, TEE O0BST1T0TI0I-THE OTIOI AID THE EETOEOOCHT OP THE LAWS. . Editor and Proprietor. VOL. XXX Y. MIFFLINTOWN, JUNIATA COUNTY. PENNA.. WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 5, 1SS1. NO. 39. - . . i : IX THE LONG KUX. Id the long- run tame flnoi deserving man. The lock wight maj prosper lor a da;. But in good time true merit leada the van. And vain pretence, annotioed, goea tta war. There ia no Chance, no Destiny, no rate, Bui Fortune smiles on those who work and wait. In the long run. In the long run all ftxl'j aorrow par. There la no better thing than righteous pain ; The sleepless nights, the awful thorn-crowned days. Bring sure reward to tortured aoul and brain, Unmeaning Jots enervate in the end. But sorrow yields a glorious divide In the long ran. In the long run all hidden things are known ; The eye of Truth will penetrate the night. And good or til, thy secret shall be known. However well lis guarded from the light, AU the unspoken motives of the breast Are fathomed by the yean and stand contest In the long run. In the long run all love la paid by love. Though undervalued by the hearts of earth ; The great eternal Government above Keeps strict account and will redeem its work, Uve thy love freely ; do not count the cost ; So beautiful a thing was never lost In the long run. THE HMTiRALUS. Oue wintry afternoon in January, away np in tli bleak attic of a wretched tene ment house, a pale sad-eyed woman sat sewing. The garment upon which she was engaged was a very rich dross. The twilight closed in rapidly, with a blind ing fall of snow, with a bitter, wailing blast that made the windows rattle in the casements. Still the pale-faced wo man stitched on. "Mothwr," piped a sweet voice from the cot lneath tlie window, "will yon get the fine dress done ? Oh, mother, I'm so hungry ! If I only had some tea and a bit of sausage." She worked on steadily for a while, pausing only to brush away tear from her white cheek, then arose and shook out the glimmering robe. Tis done at last," she said. "Now mother's little girl can have her supper; only be patient a while longer, Flora. Ross, come, my lny." A manly little fellow came out from the bedroom beyond. "The fine dress is done, Boss, and yon must ran home with it as soon as you can. Miss Grace will be out of patince, I know. Tell her I couldn't finish it one moment sooner, and ask her to give you the money, we must have" it to-night And you can stop at Mr. Ray's as you come back and buy some coal ; and we must have some bread and tea and a bit of butter, and you must get a sau sage, Ross, for poor little Flora." "I'll get them all mother," he said, "and ie back in time. You shall have a big sausage, little sis," he added turn ing to the cot. The girl nodded her curly head and her great wistful eyes sparkled with de light "And you shall have half of it, Ross," she piped, in her splendid bird voice. "Hadn't you lettor put on your thick jacket my boy ?" continued his mother. "The wind cuts like a knife." . "Pshaw, little mother, I don't mind the wind," and away he went down the creaking stairs and out into the storm. Miss Gracie Fontenay was in a perfect furore of impatience and anger. Her dear 500 friends were assembled in the halls below, and her handsome dress had not come home, "What did that beggar woman mean by disappointing me?" At that moment there was a ring at the door and a voice in the halL "Please tell Miss Gracie my mother could not finish it sooner ; she want the money to-night" The servant took the handsome dress and message, "111 never give her another stitch of work," cried the angry beauty. "I ought to have had it three hours ago. Here, Fanchon, dress me at once there's not a minute to lose. No I can't pay to night ; I haven't time. He must come to-morrow." "But we've no fire and nothing to eat, and my little sister is sick," called the loy, pushing up the grand stairway. "Shut the door, Fanchon !" command ed Miss Gracie. And the door was shut in his face. From the porch at the parlor window Pnsie watched the whole scene, her violet eyes distended with childish amazement. "Poor little boy !" she said as Ross disappeared down the stairway, "sister Gracie ought to pay him. It must be dreadful to have no fire and nothing to eat" She stood for a moment balancing her self on the tip of one dainty foot, her rosebud face grave and reflective ; then a sudden thought flooded her eyes with sunshine, and snatching something from the table she darted down stairs. The servant had just closed the street door, but she fluttered past him like a hum ming bird and opened it On the steps sat Ross.bra ve little fellow that he was, his face in his hands, sob bing as if his heart would break. "What's the matter, little boy?" ques tioned Pansie. . Ross looked up half believing that it was the face of an angel looking down upon him thrcugh the whirling snow. "Oh, I cannot go home without the money," he sobbed ; "poor mother worked hard, and Flora is sick and hun gnr. "Here." she said, "do take this, little boy, and buy her lots of nice things. Tis worth a good deal ; papa bought it for my birthday present, but do take it and welcome." She extended her dimpled hands, and something like a shower of stars fell at - the boys foet, He caught it up in amaze- ment a necklace of emeralds, lustrous, gleaming things, st in tawny Indian gold. "Xo, no," he cried, running up to where she stood. I cannot take this necklace take it back." "Ton shall take it," she said imper iously. "I have lots of jewelry and fine things run home now and buy your sister something to eat" She'cloaed the door with a bang, and Ross stood irresolute in the stormy gloom. Should he ring the bell and re turn the jewels to Pansie's father, or should he do as she bade him? He thought of his mother and poor little Flora watching wistfully for his return. He could not go back and see them starve. With a sudden feeling of des peration he thrust the glittering neck lace in his pocket and dashed down the street The gaslight blazed brilliantly in a fashionable jewelry establishment, and its bland proprietor looked down in quiringly on little Ross as he approach ed the glitering counter. "Would you like to buy this, sir ?" There was a tremor in the boys's voice as he asked the question, and the hand that held tha emerald necklace shook visibly. The lapidary took the gems, examining them closely for a moment, and then shot a sharp glance at the child. "See here," he said presently, his voice stern and commanding ; I want to know how you cume by this." The boy's clear eyes fell ; he blushed and stammered, evidently embarrassed. The jeweler put aside the emeralds, and taking the lad's arm led him into a smell ante-room. "You are a thief, sir," he said, "That necklace belongs to Mr. Fontenay he bought it of me not a month ago. You 6tole it ; you're a thief." The little fellow straightened himself and his brown eyes blazed. "I am no thief," he retorted. "A little girl gave it to me, and I knew it was wrong to take it, but but my mother and sister are starving." The jeweler hesitated. "You don't look like a thief,,' he said; "but I will send for Mr. Fontenay ; that will settle it at once." He despatched a messenger according ly and Ross sat down in a corner and sobbed bitterly as he heard the driving wind and thought of his mother and poor little Flora. In half an hour Mr. Fontenay came, bringing . his little daughter Pansie with him. The little creature darted toward Ross like a hum ming bird, her cheeks ablaze, her eyes flashing like lightning. "He didn't steal my emeralds !' she cried. "I gave 'em to him to sell 'em, and buy bread for his little sister. " Ross sprang to his feet, struggling hard to keep back his tears. He put out his little brown hand, which Pansie in stantiT clasped in her chubby palms. "I am not a thief, sir," he said at last, addressing Mr. Fontenay ; "I never stole anything in my life, I know it was wrong to take the necklace bnt but, sir, my little sister is starving." The merchant drew his hand across his eyes. "You are a manly little fellow," ho said, patting the lad's he id. "and I do not in the least blame you, but I will take Pansie's emerelds, and she shall give you something more available. Here Pansie, give this to your little friend." He put a gold piece into Pansie's hands, which she tendered to Ross, with the injunction that he should run straight home and buy lots of goodies for his sister a command he was not slow to obey. "I think we shall not lose sight of the little fellow," continued Mr. Fontenay, as Ross disappeared ia the stormy dark ness. "Shall we pet ? Let's see what we can do for him. He's a promising young lad and an honest one, I'm sure. Mr. Lenox, you are in ned of an errand boy ; why not try him ? I wish you would." The jeweler consented, to Pansie's great delight, and the next day Ross was duly installed as an errand lioy in the fash ionable establishment Fifteen years after, one blustering March morning, a young man sat behind the counter of a thriving jewerly estab lishment in one of the northern cities. He was a handsome man, a traveler, a man of taste, intellect and money, for he was a junior partner in the firm, which was a prosperous one. But, des pite his good fortunes, Ross Dunbar was not happy. His mother and little Flora had gone to their long home, and he was utterly alone without kith or kin in the world. Sitting alone oue morning with the roar of the March winds in his ears, his thoughts were running back to the days of his boyhood, to his mother's humble home. How vivid the past seemed, and how dear and sacred, despite its priva tions and sorrows. His eyes grew dim and his heart swelled. All were gone over the wide waters of time and change, A tender smile softened his sad face as he recalled the stormy night when he sat sobbing on the steps of Mr. Fon tenay's mansion. And little Pansie the remembrance of her sweet face, as he saw it through the snow wreaths, haunt ed him constantly. In all the fifteen years never for one hour had he forgot ten her. But she was gone, lost to him forever. His revrie was broken by the en trance of a customer, a lady closely clothed and veiled. She approached the counter with a jewel case in her hand. "Would you bny these?" she said simply, in a clear, sweet voice that stir red the young man's heart as no other woman's voice had power to do. He took the casket and opened it and spread out the contents. A watch, an elegant and costly diamond ring, two rubies and an emerald necklace, Ross Dunbar barely surpressed a cry of sur prise as his eyes fell upon it He turned it over with eager, trembling fingers, and there on the clasp was the name that had lived in his heart for bo many years, "Little Pansie," "You wish to sell them all ?" he anted, striving to steady his voice and the wild throbbing of his heart The lady hesitated an instant and then she pnt out her slender hand and drew the emerald necklace toward her. "I dislike to part with this," she said; it was my father's gift and and but no matter, take them all ; I must have the money." In her eagerness she had thrown aside her veil, revealing a lily face, lit by lus trous sapphire eyes. Ross Dunbar stood silent a moment, every nerve in his man ly form thrilling with supreme delight He had found her at last, the idol of his life. "They are very fine gems," he said, after a moment, "and I am willing to give you a fair price suppose we say one thousand dollars will that do ?" The girl flushed a dazzling glance of surprise from beneath her heavy veil. "So much as that?" she said, tremul ously. "You are very kind, sir. Oh, you cannot know how much this money will help me." The young man made a pohte reply, and proceeded to put aside the jewels and draw a check for the money. The March winds were still blustering with out, and the girl shivered and drew her wrapper closer as she started out 'Won't you let me run down to the bank for you?" said the jeweler, catch ing up his hat "You can play shop lady the while, it won't be but a minute or two." "But I am troubling you so." "Xot a bit ; just take the warm seat, please ; youll not be likely to have any customers." And seating her beside the desk he took the check and hurried out Pansie Fortonay threw back her veil and leaned her head upon her hands, a puzzled, reflective look upon her sweet, sad face "When have I seen this face? she asked herself over and over again. "It is so familiar ; who in the world can it be?" His return broke in upon her medita tion, and after receiving the money she hurried away to her humble lodgings. The fallowing afternoon was even more blustering and stormy ; the wind roared and the sleet tinkled against the windows of the little room in which Pansie and her father sat Severe misfortunes and re verses had reduced them to poverty.and the old man being an invalid all the care fell upon Pansie's shoulders. She sat down with her father reading aloud from a new book which she had bought liim with some of the money received for her jewels. Her sweet face was wan and sad, and her future stretched before her, sad, hopeless and gloomy. There is a ring at the door, and a ser vant brought up a package for Miss Fontenay. An exquisite bunch of pan- sies, fragrant and golden-hearted done up in tissue paper, and attached to them a card, bearing the simple words : "Ross Dunbar has never forgotten little 1 an gle. Pansie sat amazed for a moment, and then a rich bloom darted into her cheeks. "Oh. father." she said. "I know him ! I know him I We have found Ross at last!" An instant later Ross was in the room clasping her fluttering hands in his, and into her blue eyes looked with a glance that brought a bloom to her face. And a few weeks later, when the blustering winds were over, and the golden-hearted pansies bloomed on the garden borders, little Pansie became Ross Dunbar s bnae and for a bridal gift he gave her back her string of emeralds. laexaf-t Bibles. During the Commonwealth, and even a short time before Charles I.'s execu tion, the printers, in order to meet the great demand which then existed, sent out Bibles from their presses as quickly as they could, regardless of errors and omisions. One of the Harleian manu scripts relates that tbe learned Arch bishop Usher while on his way to preach at St Paul's Cross a wooden pulpit adjoining the Cathedral of St Paul's, in which the most eminent divines were appointed to preach every Sunday morning i-went into a bookseller's shop and inquired for a Bible of the London edition. He was horrified to discover that the text from which he was to preach was omitted! This formed the first complaint to the king of the careless manner in which Bibles were printed; and, as one of the results, the printing of them was created a mon opoly. A great competition then arose between the king's printers of London and those of the university of Cambridge. The privilege of printing Bibles was at a later date conceded to one William Bcntly; but he was opposed by Hills and Field; and many paper altercations took place between them. The Pearl Bible of Field, printed in 1653, is per haps the most blundering Bible ever issued. A manuscript in the British Museum affirms that one of these Bibles swarmed with six thousand faults. In Gerrad's letter to the Earl of Strafford, it is said: "Sterne, a solid scholar, was the first who summed up the three thousand and six hundred faults that were in our printed Bibles of London." The name Pearl given to this book by collectors, and a copy of which is to be found in the British Museum, is deriv ed from a printers' name of a diminutive kind of type. It must not be supposed that those many "faults" were all print ers' errors only, for it is well known that Field was an unscrupulous forger. He is said to have been paid fifteen hundred pounds by the Independents to corrupt a text in Acts vi. by substituting a "ye" for a "we," to sanction the right of the people to appoint their own pastors. Two errata may also be mentioned. In Romans vi. 13, "righteousness was printed "unrighteousness;" and in First Corinthians vi. 9, a "not" wasommitted, so that the text read : ' The unrighteous shall inherit the kingdom of God." A Flerr Grave. The Westphalia papers give an ac count of a terrible catastrophe which occurred in the northwestern part of that province on the 18th of August There has been for some time in opera tion in the neighborhood of Solingen, not fur from Barmen, a strange phenome non. A part of the soil of a hilly heath became excessively hot, so much so that some people living dose by availed themselves of the beat for domestic pur poses. The explanation suggested was that some inflammable subterranean gas or perh .ps petroleum, had been acci dentally st on fire. Some water had been brought to the spot by an artificial channel; but its contact with the burn' ing soil had only produced violent ex plosions, which seemed to shatter all the ground around. Recently some persons drove out in a carriage from Remscheld to inspect the spot When arrived at a distance of about a quarter of an English mile, they heard a strange rumbling noise, which so terrified the horses that they had to alight and send the carriage back some distance. They walked on, discusing the likelihood of any danger, when suddenly a space of the hillside, about 100 meters square, opened, disclosing a gulf of- liquid fire and throwing np flames. The house where the family lived was at once surrounded by the flames, and was, before their eyes, swallowed up in the liquid fiery caldron at their feet, apparently feeding the flames. It is known that several persons were in the house; none were saved, but it has not lieen ascertained how many perish ed. btrauge Customers. Oace upon a time a spinster lady lived in Airth who could count as many golden guineas as ever " Tibby t owler did. Beside this spinster lived bachelor of somewhat parsimonious habits, and pas. sionately fond of the "yellow Goordiea" The two made it up and agreed to get married. Before the wedding, however. the man opened his mouth too wide, and boasted what he would do alter he got pos session of his wife's tocher. A good na Hired friend there are always plenty about cocvcycd this information to the bride, who opened her eyes and at once made up her mind how to proceed. When tbe a iuister came to perform the ceremo ny, and at the usual fetage requested the couple to join band, what was the aston ishment ot both clergyman and company to see the bride offer htr pocket instead of her hand. Thinking there might be some mistake, they were agaij requested to join hands, but this, as well as a third request, met with the fame pantomimic reply. The reverend gentleman was at hist under the necessity of akiug for an exp'anation, to which the bntle at once replied: "It s not me he wants, it a the pouch. lie can marry it if he likes, but hell nsver marry me." Then sue slowly curtseyed and left her astonished bridegroom in a state of com plete bewilderment borne of the spec tators expressed themselves in words akin tothoeeof the Glasgow bail lie when he said: "My conscience ! but women are strange customers." "Saccharin) Futurity." She was a dainty blonde, and was robed in spotless white, relieved only by a ceru lean blue knot at her throat and a double barreled sunflower at her belt and as she tripped into Ellis' she looked just too sweet to live. Harry Ellis smoothed down hair No. 79 as she came forward and asked, What ia it misst" The voice was as musical as an JBoliaa harp, and its dulcet tones vibrated upon his auditory nerve with frightful rapidity, bhe turned hsr heavenly blue eyes upon him and said, liave you the- yaa 'saccharine fu turity?"' I bee pardon," said EUij, "I dido t exactly catch the title." ' Saccharine i uturisy, repeated the beautiful vision, and as she uttered the words her hps looked so tempting that tbe young man immediately turned around and yanked down a folio marked in great trepidation. He looked all through the list but failed to find the song, and he ventured upon one more question: "Is it a solo or song and chorus?" "lea, I think it is," replied the (hunt, who seemed a little mixed by the question. Jost then Frank Rockar came in the back door and Ellis rushed up to him with the interrogatory, "What the devil does she mean? bhe wants a song called Saccha rine Futurity.' " "What!" exclaimed Kockar, and then, as he gazed at the esthetic appearance of tbe ethereal creature, be took it all m and said: "Go get her tbe Sweet By-and-By.' 1 he familiar song was rolled up for her and, smiling her thanks, she passed out A Florida Typhoon. On the approach of autumn tbe Flor- idian quakes with apprehension. It Is the dread season for hurricanes. Tearing through the West Indies, they often strike the coast with, scarcely a note of warning; houses are overthrown, rsilboaU blown from the wntcr, and orange groves swept bare of leaves and fruit some of the old hettler? say that they can detect the signs of the storm a day before it breaks upon them. " You feel it in the air before it comes, " rays one. This ia, however an indefinite sign. The devastation lining its track certainly proves that you feel it after it Conns." One of these typhoons visits the coast every year. The day may be bright and beautiful, and the floweis heavy with bees and humming birds. Shimmering mosquito hawks quiver in the air, and the scarlet cardinal twitters in the acacias. A cooling breeze plays through tbe leaves of tbe trees, and gently swings the unr'.pe oranges. Clouds of gulls soar above the dark green mangrove bushes, and the sand bars, w tide, are covered with pensive-curlews and willeta. The drowsy roar of tbe turf is heard, and the gentle swell of tbe ocean is rippled with golden rheen. Almost impercep iuly the wind dies away. Cries of ter s and water birds fall upon the car with painful distinctness. The mud hens in the marshes pipe an alarm Not a blade of salt grass moves. The blue sky grows hazy, and the eastern horizon is milky white. Fitful gusts begin to ripple the water and handle the green leaves. A low moan comes from the ocean. Smoky clouds roll into the sky from the southeast, and a strong wind whitens the ruflfcd water. Eveiy minute it increases in fury. An ominous yellow light tinges the atmosphere. The sun is gone, great drops of rain are hurled to the ground. V ithin nrteen min- utea there Is a gale, and soon the whole force of the hurricane is felt Great eagles and pelicans are swept through the heav ens utterly powerless. Sparrows and other small birds are lashed to death by leaflet twigs, and the tora bodies of showy heroas and wild turkeys lodge in the branches of tbe live oak and cypress trees. All living things disappear. Tall pines are twisted asunder. The lithe linibs of willows and oleanders snap like cow whip s. Lofty palmettos bend their heads to the ground, their great fans inside out hke tbe ribs of an umbrella. The force of the wind keeps the trees down until every green fan pops like a pistol shot The leaves of tbe scraggy scrub are wiped out, and their stems whipped into utile bushes. The tough saw palmetto is blown as flat ai a N(.t.hem wheat Held, and the dead grass of the savannas lashed into fine dust Boards ia the surf are struck by the wind and knocked hun dreds of feet hi the air. Tbe sand dunes are caught up and bodily sifted through the tops of pine trees miles away. The foam of the sea is blown beneath the houses on the main land and comes up between the cracks of the floor hke steam. Woe to the owners of sailboats and boat houses. At Lake Worth, the Cruiser, a heavy, round-bottomed sailboat, thirty-two feet long, was picked up from her ways, rigg ing and all, and carried across the lake a mile away, without touching the water, and dropped into salt marsh eight hundred yards away. In the fall of 187 the Ida Smith, a large schooner running between .New Smyrna and Jacksonville, was torn from its anchors and stranded on a msrsh five hundred yards from the ship channel. The coast survey steamer, in a good har bor sheltered by sand banks, threw out three anchors and kept her wheels work ing againtj the wind under a full head of steam. She dragged her anchors several hundred yards and barely escaped destruc tion. The hurricanes last from seven to eight hours, even longer. During the lull rain falls in torrents. The tide rises to a great height carrying away wharves and boat houses, and flooding the country for miles. The ocean leaps tbe sandy barriers of the coast and floods the Indian and other salt water riverf, involving great damage. AftCr the storm centre-boards and jib stays are found in spruce pines, oleanders are loaded with cordage, and deadcyes and peablocks drop from leal leas orange trees. Gardens are destroyed, fences swept away, and the tormented Floridian has three months' work and no nay to repair damages. Dry Fruit ta California. W. B. West has started a fruit drver on Banner Island. San Joan run countv. The building now contains bnt a single riummer dryer, factory size with a ca pacity of from four to five tons ter dav. There are places for three more of like size, which will be put in as the business is established and thev are needed. The dryer occupies about seven feet square, it holds 60 trays 40 by 40 inches, with bottoms of cloth of galvanized iron wire, seven meshes to the inch, on which rests the fruit while drying. The dryer is in the upper story of the buil Jinir and directly alove the heater. The estab lishment runs two patent peach pitters, with a capacity of two tons eaoh ner day, and two apple parers, corers and sheers, with a hke capacity. From the pitters or parers the fruit is placed on the trays, thence to the dryer. thouce to the heat room, then sweat bins below, where it remains aud is shovelled over for five or six days. It is then ready for packing, and is pressed into 25 and 50 pound boxes for market The warm room has a capacity of 160 trays. Here the drying is perfected with greater care and in less heat than in the dryer. The heat room in this way greatly increases the capacity of the dryer, and at no additional cost for fuel In drying potatoes, the followinc is the process : They are washed clean placed in trays, and thrust into a steam dox. At the end of thirty-five minutes they are removed and the skins strinned oil by hand. Great care is necessary that the potatoes are not too much cook. ed, or they are worthless for drying. After peeling they are placed in a press with a tight fitting plunger and a per forated bottom and pressed through upon trays, which move on a tramway so as to Becnre equal distribution. They are then ready for the drver. ami after being dried hard are placed in a grinder and coarsely pulverised. They can then be cooked in fifteen minutes by a little boiling water. j.uere are over 2,000 dryers in opera tion on the const. They are made of different sizes. asuvvr. liner tart m-Kt ia a quired of them. Their coet is from $75 A. AsW . . . . to aouu, ana mey are 01 capacity to meet the wants of larce and amo.ll imnsn The fruit dried by them is worth from oo to iuu per cent more than sun-dried a :a. iruib But Bo Wanlrtol. When a man has been to Deadwood he somehow fesls called upon to lie about it There was a man from that region who came on to call upon us recently. He said be was from that city. "Ah," we said, "Pretty live townl" "Livel" he exclaim ed, "Why, it's the awfullest place in this country. I once got hard up there and went and made money by betting that three minutes couldn't pass without the sound of a pistol shot" "Indeed!" we said. He saw we were interested. He said "In the early days of the town the bartenders used to remember whose blood it was in the different spots on the floor. But fights got to be so numerous that folks lost interest in keeping track of it And besides the spots got so thick on the floor that you couldnt tell where one left off and another begun. When 1 first went out there such things used to make me nervous. I remember one night they wanted to lynch a man and my doorway came handy, was out and when 1 went home and foun the fellow swinging there, it kind of startle me!" We tried to look shocked, and be ing thoroughly warmed up the liar contin ued: " I recollect seeing 'em hang a man because he got euchred on a lone hand. He didn't object He owned up that he deserved it" And so oa the liar went on until completely exhausted. Then we atked him about how many killings a day it averaged there. He said: "About forty.'' "Poor Deadwood!" we murmured. "Poor Deadwood?" said he. "Yes," we replied, "Poor Deadwood. How stupid it must be. How it has gone down since the good old days when we were there! The days when we averaged eigh:y murders, seven lj ach ing, nine free fights and a cleaning out .of the Chinese, per dayl Then there was en terprise at Deadwood!' We paused. The fellow was blushing violently. "Sir," said he, "I am a miserable infant! J am asha-ned of myself! Will you do me tbe very neat honor to go and drink with met " But we wouldn't Ihe SJichlg-iui Horror. The late terrible fires in Michigan, by which hundreds of people lost their lives in the woods, appears to have taken its victims by surprise. It maybe thought strange that with forest fires known to be in the vicinity, with the losses of ten years ago remembered, and with other instances dally heard of, that any oue could be surprised. But there are wood fires yearly; they rarely amount to much. Then all hoped to escape and were will ing to believe that the worst was over. The people did make preparation; they often packed their valuables to take away; they set back fires; they plough ed furrows about their farms; they re solved to fight bravely for their homes. The danger sent out forerunners; the earth was parched, the air heated, every thing dried up generally. There had been brisk minds, but as the fire approached the winds died away, creat ing a delusive hope of escape. Then, finally, preceded by showers of burning cinders, the fire, after lingering long on its road, perhaps, suddenly rushed for ward with the speed of a fast trotting horse and the roar of a railway train. The dead wind sprang up and blew a hurricane just in front of the flames. Every barrier was leaped, the very air seemed all on fire. There was no re source, save in swift flight for the lake or the nearest living water. So awful was the heat, and the shower of cinders that a man placed in the centre of a newly ploughed field of twenty-five acres would inevitably burn to death in a short time. A dense and deadly smoke clung to the ground. In flying for life along the roads, the falling trees made it necessary to abandon teams, even if the frightened animals could be managed. The dense smoke made it dark as night in the day time, and awful in the night, but the roads were the only paths to safety. One man, riding toward the fire, found it suddenly behind him; and only escaped by abandoning his horse and buggy to the flames. Those who escaped cmae in with their clothing scorched and often with blistered hands, faces and feet On a space of seven miles on oue road six persons dead and dying were found. One family consist ed of the husband, nearly dead, with hair and whiskers gone and face and hands peeled, but his feet protected by high boots; his wife, lying near, had her clothing burned off up to her waist and her legs singed; their two children, which they were trying to save, were dead. Prolnbly a number of parents could have saved their own lives but they died in trying to save their children. The awful fury of the fire is shown in its effects upon the earth. In places, the soil is actually burned to a depth of several inches, acres and acres of land have leen divested of every living thing, clear down to the very roots in the ground, leaving the country as bare as a desert and strewn with ashes. In many cases one cannot tell by the looks the difference between a ploughed field and one on which there was a dense wood. There are square miles of lands all ready for the plough, cleared as thoroughly as if years of labor had been expended upon them. And there are other square miles where the pioneer can now make a farm by removing a few scattered chunks not wholly con sumed and putting up fences. There are places where the telegraph lines were so effectually destroyed that one cannot even find a vestige of the iron wire. One experience iu escaping is also typical The wife was confined to her bed, sick; the husband was tired with fighting fire. There nrere several children. At noon on Monday it was evident that they must fly for their lives. It suddenly grew dark, so dark that the man had difficulty in getting the horses. By the time he got them it was so dark from the smoke that he could not see to harness them, besides, the smoke blinded the eyes and oppress ed thelungs. He got the horses harness ed to the wagon; then he went into the barn for a ncckyoke, and when he came out he could not find the wagon and team. For a minute or two he had to feel about for them hke a blind man. Then he went into the house and carried his wife out on her bed, bed and all, and put her in the wagon. The children got in and a girl of fifteen drove the team off three miles, in the darkness and blinding smoke, over a bad road, with trees falling and horses perfectly frantic with terror. How she did it she hard! v knows. The man being left behind, to make a last effort to start his cattle, escaped on foot Before he left the barn and farm were literally covered with flying cinders, the glass of the windows broke with the heat, the bellowing, moaning cattle gathered together and staggered aimlessly about, and as he got into the road the buildings, fences, stacks the whole place burst into flames, which made an awful yellow glare in the smoke. With all this the wind blew with frightful violence and varying gusts, sometimes the smoke settled down about him in dense dark ness, so that he staggered from suf focation. Then the smoke would rise before a gust of air, an awful blistering heat took the place of smoke. The woods along the road took fire behind on each side and in front of him, but he got through safely, happy to find that the wagon with his family had successfully preceded him. In some cases the intense heat killed the fish in the river and they rose to the surface by hundred. In Eckland a cow mak ing for the river became mired, ami was so thoroughly cooked that Bhe fell in pieces when the attempt was made to pull her out The use of the name Puritan began, according to Fuller, in 1564. Queen Victoria has no carpets on her floors only India matting. A Rid oa a Windmill. I want to tell you about somethipg that happened many years ago in the town of Nantucket Quite on the brow of the highest hill stood a curious old-fashioned mill, the sails of which were so long that they nearly touched the ground, and of course they rose almost as high shove the top of the mill when they were whirled up by the wind. Near this old windmill the miller lived, with his wife and two children. John was a sturdy, sun-browned boy, two years older than Dorothy, but he was very good and gentle to her, for be loved his sister dearly, and spent much of his time playing with her. They were always happv together, and in summer, when tbe weather was fine, they used to sail a tiny boat on one of the many ponds. Their little craft was not a trench toy with painted hull and eay streamers, but a plain affair which their father bad made for them in the long evenings, and it had a coarse bit of cotton for a saiL But that did not matter. No, indeed! They tied a string at either end, and as the ponds were very shallow, they waded about pulling it merrily from sine to side, using all kinds of real ship names and words, which they had learned from the sailors. So the summers flew away until, alas ! Jobs was thought old enough to be sent to school, and poor little Dorothy was left to play all alone. She was a helpful little girl, and saved the mother many steps. Still she found her playtime very dull, be cause she didn't care 'any longer for the boat At last she began going with her father to tbe niili; and all day she flitted abDut.as t)nty as a bee, and humming as cheerily. Sometimes she would lie on the grass and watch the mill sails as they swept slowly down and rose again on the other side thinking all sorts of odd thoughts about them. One day while she was lazily watching them she had a bright idea. What tun! Springing up, she waited for a sail to come within her reach, and caught it holding on until it lifted her off her feet and then she let en and seized another, un til she was tired. Day after day she amused herself thus; and when Salurdav came she brought John down to see the sport she had become too well acquainted with her great friend, the mill, to have any fear of It and each time she trusted her self to its arms she let them carry her a httle higher, so that she began to sen a losg way off, over tbe land and tbe ocean. VY hat a heroine she must seem to her brother she thought for he had never tried it not once. Elated by her success, she sprang upon the sail for a last ride, as it was diuner-tinie. Looking back over her shouldier to see the effect of her daring upon John, she clung a little longer than she meant to, and in a twinkling she found that she could see farther away than she had ever dreamed. There was the harbor, with its white sails set to dry. She could look away down into the town, and see the people in the streets There, too, was the Sankety Head lights, so far away; now she must be as high as the tall light-bouse. Thoroughly fright ened, yet not dariag to let go at this dizzy height she began to cry. bhe saw her mother coming to call them to dinner, and she thought poor httle girl, 1 shall never sea my mother again I " Higher and still higher she flew, her dress floating out on tbe wind, and her poor httle heart nearly bursting wi'h terror and grief. She did not see Juhn, so pals with tear, nor did she hear her father cry ; "Oh, my child will be killed! My poor httle girl!" bhe bad now only eyes and ears and thoughts for that terrible journey, and once she wondered if she were going to Heaven, for she was sure it could not be much higher than she had risen. Still she clung tightly, and at last shut her eyes. The top once reached, slowly the sail, wl'.h its precious burden, began to deseod. How they all watched it! Nobody spoke, and tney hardly dared breathe. Lower and lower it came, until within a few feet of tbe ground, when Dorothy opened her eyes, and, overcome with a sense of safety, her little lingers unclasped, and down she came. Sue fell pretty bard, but luckily, there are no stones in Nantucket, so no bones were broken; but her head had such a bump that she srw bright lights flashing, and heard a hum of strange sounds; and soon her back began to ache, and her head felt sore, and she opened her eyes oace more to find herself safe in bcr dear father's arms; and then they all wept together for thankfulness. And this was the last ride that Dorothy ever took on the sails of the old windmilt Knfflish Groiuo-Shoottng. Grouse-shooting, hke most forms of sport, is chiefly for rich men. Moors that range in rent from 4.2,000 to i.3,000 are not within the reach of every one, and sportsmen accustomed to large bags natu rally despise small ones. As indolence in creases, and as grouse become wild, the pastime of driving becomes popular, and driving can only be practiced on large moors with a small army of beaters, in stead of the usual plan of marching over the ground, preceded by setters or pointers, tbe guns are comfortably settled in affuU behind stone walls. The beaters go round in advance, and then cross tbe moor shout ing and making as much noise as possible. The grouse, which perhaps could have been approached in no other way, then fly with astonishing rapidity over the beads ot the men lying in ambush, and a good deal of experience and skill are needed to bring them down. When should one shoot? be fre the grouse reach you and how much before! and how far in advance by way of calculating for pace? are questions the novice asks, but only practice can answer them. As this sort of shooting demands no exertion, no walking, except from one ambush to another, it is deservedly popu lar with the lazy gunner. But even poor men, though they cannot aspire to large bags and to driving, ma) get a little shoot ing and plenty of walking fur their money on farms in the Scotch border counties, especially, perhaps, in the neighborhood of the Cheviots. A stock ft rmer may have taken the shooting on his farm, and may sublet it, or a farmer who owns a Utile estate of bis own at a distance from the place where he lives may be ready to let tbe shooting. There is generally a diffi culty about getting accommodation, bat young and earnest men do not disdain a shepherd s hut and are even ready to ride on ponies ten miles or so to the scene of action. They make small and excessively mixed bags three brace of grouse, a couple of snipe, two or three hares, and the like but then they pay very Utile for their pleasure, and they lay in a large stock of health, and find themselves in picturesque places and scenes famous in border history which otherwise they would not have visited. With youth and eager ness on their side, perhaps these bumble gunners ersj y themselves as much as ten ants who pay thousands for moor and forests. XEWS IN BRIEF. The excavations of the ancient city of Hercalaneuni were begun in 1711. Genera Fitzhngh Lee will marshal 300 Virginia militiamen at York town. The canary bird was introduced into Europe early in the sixteenth century. The real name of the Tunisian lead er, Bou Amena, is Eadoura Beuhanina. The dog tax this year brings $12t3 to the public library fund of Springfield, Misss. A great portion of Macaulay's lib rary was picked up at second-hand book stalls. English cities are refunding their debt at 3 J per cent, against 5 per cent before, The Emperor Justinius, not being able to write his name, invented the stenciL Five hundred aud fifty thousand cases of salmon will be packed in Oregon this season. In St Louis 15,729 German cliild ren and 4,851 Americans have been studying German. During the siege of Sevastopol by the English 258,042 rounds of shot were thrown into the city. The present Princess of Esrvpt. tho Khedive's onlv wife, is a cultivated and liberal-minded woman. Large number of Mexican families are leaving New Mexico and Arizona for the northern states of Mexico, Elihu Stevens, of Belgrade, Me., aged ninety-two vears, the other day walked eleven miles in three hours. A new oil field ia anticipated in Elk county, Pennsylvania, whers the oil bearing rock is fonnd in abundance. The eggs sold in Cincinnati will this year nndonbtly reach the figure of 5,000,000 dozen, or 60.000,000 eggs. There were 88,480 classes of beer drunk during the third day of the re cent Philadelphia Canstatter festival. San Francisco has alreadv spent $3,500,000 on its new City Hall, and it will take $!,000,000 more to complete it Some $1,000,00 have been added to the wealth of the nation by the mines of North Carolina within the past five years. A gap of only thirtv-five miles re mains to lie filled on the Canada t'at-itic road to connect Winnii)eg with Lake Snperior. Cfcptam W illiam L. Hanseom. a re tired naval constructor, is dead. He built '.he famous donltle-tnrreted moni tor Monadiux-t. The tooth of a M:istodon, weighing six and a half xuuds, was fonnd by a Ettle boy iu the Kentucky rivr, at Marion, Ky., recently. Coal has leen discovered in excel lent quality aud large quantity in the State of Oajaca, Mexico, along the route of General Grant s new railroad. Dan. Holly and wife, of Edgefield, S. C have 11 children, five daughters-in-law and thirty-seven grandchildren, making a grand total of fifty-five. Mr. John W. Garrett, President of the Baltimore and Ohio Railroad, in tends to give to the city of Baltimore a beautiful fountain to cost $20,000. A Saratoga hotel employe has found $3000 duruig the past four years, which he returned to the owners. His rewards for his honesty amount to $1 50. Maud S. has traveled over 4,0iX) mdes aud won $20,000 during the past season, which was not much more than half finished, on account of her sprainetl leg. The house iu Holliorn, Loudon, wherein lived Haydn, the composer, is aliout to lie torn down. In this house he is ltelieved to have written his "Crea tion." Miss Braddou has in hand a curious project, an abridged edition of the Waverly Novels. Each novel in its abridged form will be published at a penny. Pore Hyacinthe has written a letter on the deatli of Dean Stanley, in whom, he believes, the moment of which he is a representative has lost one of its best friends. A man recently sold a timlier-right on a track of land in Cambria county. Pennsylvania, for 45,000. He bought the land and trees a few years ago fur $1,000. The portrait of ex-Geveruor Leland Stanford, of California, which was re cently pointed by Meissonier, cost 50, 000 francs, and uieosnred about ten by thirteen inches. Herr Bubinstcin will not wholly re tire from the stage, in spite of his fail ing sight. Bnt he will pass several mouths in quiet at St Petersburg, en gaged in composition. The New Capitol of Minnesota, to supply the place of the one destroyed by fire last winter, is to lie built entirely of Minnesota hri.k aud stone. The inter ior will be finished in natural woods throughout An edict has been published by the Chinese Government extending to Pro testant Christoins the exemption from assessment for the benefit of heatheu ceremonies which was accorded to Ro man Catholics ia 1S62. Congressman Rolert Vance, of North Carolina, has a beautiful home on the French Broad River, near Asheville. Here Mr. Vance every night holds pa triarchal service, reading the Bible and leading in family prayer. Massachusetts, with 1,800.000 iu habitants.lias 600 divorces in a year. But England has only 800 with 21,000,000 of people, It is astonishing how much wickedness those English people will en dure for the soke of appearances. Dr.Qninn,ane of Califoniia'smillion aires, keeps twenty ships busy transport ing his wheat to England. He owns 55. 000 acres of rich grain land, 45,000 of which were in wheat this season. One continuous furrow is seventeen miles in length. Professor Pictet, the discoverer of the liquefaction of oxygen, has invent ed an improved steam vessel, with which he expects to attain speed of thirty five miles an hour. A model vessel ia being built, aud will be tried oa the Lake of Geneva. Wooden Thread. The manufacture of thread from wood for crochet and sewing purposes has, it Is said, recently been commenced in the mid dle of Sweden. Ic is wound in balls by machinery, either by band or steam, which, with the labeling, takes one minute and twelve seconds, and the balls are packed np in card-board boxes, generally ten in a box. Pleanty of orders from all parts of Sweden have come in. but as the works are not in proper order, there has hardly been time to complete tbem all. The pro duction gives fair promise of success, sad it is expected to be very important for home consumption.
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