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THE CONSTITUTION THE UNION-AND THE ENFORCEMENT OP THE LAWS.
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VOL. XLV.
A row of human forms,
With facea upturned, White,
arrayed in ihrouda and motionless,
I aaw one fateful night,
tht group who tat around
And talked on alight pretext,
ioM not conceal their questioning
AVho.e turn will happen nextT
Wa battle field In view,
Where shot aud ahell had ceased?
Dissecting room or hospital,
Where soul had been releaattdT
Wore tenanta of the Morgue.
Uplifting mute appeal
That charity' awilt burial
Mifcbt kuuctiun lu of zeal
Oh, no; 'twas none of theia
Iinp:itieut iraze enalaved
The forms were in the barber ahop
And .lowly being shaved I
A Fiendish Deed.
"Married ugain!" cried Miss F.uphe
mia Thorpe, clasping her Laud to
gether. "Married again!" echoed Misi
Clarissa, tipping over her basket of
Berlin wools in her consternation,
greatly to the delight of the kitten.
"At his aire!" cried Miss Phemy.
'Two and fifty, if he's a day and a
widower of tifteen good years' stand
ing I"
"And with us to keep house for
nim,'' added Miss Clary; "and dinner
always ready at 6 precisely, aud bit
slipper warmed by the fire, just at
surely as he crossed the threshold I"
"Men are fools!" sharply ejaculated
the elder sister. "How old doea he say
she is. Clary?"
"lie dont say at all," responded Mi si
Clary, scrutinizing the pages of the
letter that had brought such dismal
news. "He only gays that he was mar
ried ou the 3rd day of September last
to Miss Marian Kussell, and that he
will bring her houie on the 1st oi
October!"
But both the ladies were stricken
dumb with amazement and dismay
when, at the end of the honey
moon, Mr. Paul Thorpe arrived
at Thorpe Homestead, with his
bride, and they were pre
sented to a blue-eyed, timid-looking
child of seventeen.
"Brother Paul," cried both ladies in
chorus, "is this your wife?"
"This is my wife," said Paul
Thorpe, complacently.' "Come to the
fire, Marian, and warm yourself; it is
a chilly evening and vou look
cold!"
"Paul," she whispered, when at
last she had her husband to herself,
"I am afraid of them I 1 don't think
they like me!"
"Nonsense, my dear, nonsense!'
aid Mr. Thorpe, stroking down the
golden curls of his child-like wife.
"You'll all get along splendidly to
gether when you're a little better
acquainted with one another."
".Euphemia," said Miss Clarissa, as
he sat before the glas9 rolling her
scanty hair up in papers, "what do
you think of Mrs. Paul Thorpo?"
"I hate her," said Miss Euphemia,
opening and shutting the cameo box
wherein she kept her few jewels, with
a snap as if it were a guillotine and
Mrs. Paul's white neck lay under
neath !
"Hate her, Phemy ! cried Clarissa.
"I don't like her myself, but "
"Ah!" said Miss Euphemia, "but
yon didn't see ; you were getting out
my brother's claret, else you would
scarcely be surprised at my words."
"See what?"'
My false teeth slipped and came
out while I was trying to eat that crust
of toast," confessed Miss Euphemia,
turning red. "I'll never have dry
toast on the table again. I had to look
for 'em. And she she laughed out
right." "It was very rude of me," said
Marian to herself ; "but I will be so
good and loving that they shall be ture
to forget it!" j
But Miss Euphemia was not one
readily to forget or forgive.
Paul Thorpe had not been married
quite a year to his daisy-faced little
wife, when Miss Euphemia came to
him one day.
"Can I speak to you alone, Paul?"
''Of course, yo.. can, Phemy; but
what is all the mystery about?" he an
vwered, gaily.
"That is for you to judge," Misi
Thorpe answered primly, "when
you have read the letter."
"What letter? "Who wrote it?"
"One of your wife's admirers, prob
ably," retorted Miss Euphemia with a
tots oi her head. "1 found it in the
pocket of the white dress she sent to
the wash this morning!'' j
Involuntarily, although he knew he
was doing a base and dishonorable
thing, Paul Thorpe glanced at the let- '
ter. whoJA fiitrnarilfa hail tiann 4siin I
away a letter written in a bold, mas
culine chirography. It began thus:
"My Own Darling Marian: Your
letter of yesterday convinced me mor
and more that your love is still mine,
even though"
"Stop!" be cried, aloud, between
his firmly set teeth. "Who djires to
call my wife his darling? "Who
dares"
And then he stopped a second.
"Euphemia." he said, husk! I v. "
thank you for opening my eyes. I
was a mad fool for thinking that a
child of seventeen could ever care for
me. Perhaps it is not eo much her
fault as it is mine." j
He turned away, with a face like
ashes.
"Paul!" his sister called after him: '
"Paul!"
But the door had already closed be- 1
hind his retreating footsteps, aud Miss '
Euphemia felt that the hour of her
vengeance was near. ,
I'aul Thorpo returned no more. A
brief, cold letter to his wife announced
that business of importance would
necessitate a few years' residence in
Canada, and bade her farewell. i
"But why didn't he come himself?"
wailed Marian, wringing her little
White hands. "Why could I not have
gone with him? Have I offended him?
Have I done wrong in any unconscious
way?" I
Miss Euphemia made no reply. The
letter she herself had received by the
same post contained these words", anr
these only
"I can never see her again. "While
he lives I am an exile from my home.
i leare ner to yonr care. Be kind to
her, for perhaps she is the creature of
untoward circumstances. I will remit
all necessary funds regularly. Yours
truly, p. x."
Miss Phemy sat staring at the fire,
with the letter in her hand. .The mis
chief was all done; it was too late to
repair her oWii handiwork. She had
parted man and wife; she had mada
them both wretched ; for, in her heart
of hearts, she believed that Marian
loved Paul Thorpe as truly as if he
had been a gay young lover of three-and-twenty,
instead of three-and-fiftv.
"I dare not tell the truth now," she
thought. 'Udare not confess that I
myself tore the siguature away from
the letter, and that it was written by
that ne'er-do-well brother of hers, out
in Australia, that she never speaks of,
because, poor fellow, he forged a
tkeck once, aud had to flee the country.
But I dare say it will all come right
after a while and Marian ought to
suffer something to pay her for laugh
ing at me."
But even the callous heart of Miss
Phemy reproached her for her craft,
when she saw the- roses fading away
from poor Marian's cheeks, the elas
ticity deserting her light, graceful fig
ure, as day by day crept by, aud no
word or message came from the absent
husband.
"If I only knew what it was I hud
done!" sighed poor Marian.
But one day Miss Clarissa came
home from the Charity School, pale,
languid and heavy-eyed, and within a
day or two the disease declared itself
definitely small-pox of the most viru
lent type.
Servants fled the house, neighbor
discovered that they needed change of
air, friends and acquaintances content
ed themselves by sending cards of in
quiry through the post, and even a
professional nurse could not be ob
tained. "I'm sure I don't know what wo
are to do," said Dr. Maynard, when it
was discovered that Miss Euphemia,
too, was stricken down by the baleful
disease.
'I will take care of them,' doctor,"
said Marian, simply. "I have had the
disease, and don't fear it."
"Young lady," said the old physi
cian, "you are undertaking a great
care."
"They are my husband's sisters,"
said Marian. "It is all I can d for
him now.."
The doctor thought it was a singular
speech, but he could nt stop to ana
lyze words just then ; and so Marian
took her place at the pillows of the
two sick women.
Aud through long days and niirhts
of anguish and delirium she remained
constant to her charge until the bal
ance turned and they recovered.
"You would both of you have been
in your graves, under six feet of earth,
if it hadn't been for this girl!" said
blunt Dr. Maynard. "4l.e has nursed
you as tenderly and faithfully as if
you were babes in arms. Under Prov
idence, you owe your lives to her."
Misa PUriEM silently leaned forward
to kiss Marian's blanched countenance;
Euphemia only drew a sort of short,
quick sob and asked for her writing
desk. "I wouldiot try to write just yet,"
aid Marian, gently.
"Only one letter. I must!" said
Miss Phemy; aud Marian let her have
her way. So she wrote thus 1
"Dear Brothkr: I have deceived vou
about Marian, though I swear before
heaven's tribunal I didn't know at the time
bow much mischief I was working. She in
as pure and good as an anfel, and through
dolug good to them that apiiefullr used her,
she has wrought out her own aalration. t
lncloe the ij;nature I myself tore off that
fatal letter which baa estranged you hot li
the signature of Marian' own brother, Guy
Kusneli. Do not reproach me. I have
suffered enough already for my trim
Youra repentantly,
Ecthemia Thorpe."
Directed to the care of his lawyer,
the letter reached Paul Thorpe at Glas
gow, whither he had just arrived from
Canada, and three days afterwards he
stood upon his own threshold. Marion
herself chanced to open the door to
him.
"Paul I Oh Pault ily husband!"
she cried out wildly.
"My Marion!" was all that he an
swered. And then the reconciliation was com
plete. Neither of them ever spoke a word
of reproach to poor Miso Phemy.
"It is enough that we are happy
once more," said Marian simply.
The Girl with the Dagger.
The man of to-day' is not very much
to blame if he concludes that he is in
Corsica, and that all womankind have
declared a vendetta against him. The
reason why is easily discovered after
you have looked at several sweet young
things, who seem to think no more of
a dagger sticking in their belts than
they do of a ring upon their fingers.
Just how this fashion arose nobody
can find out, but I believe it comes
from a caprice of the divine Sarah,
who walks around statelv and statu
esque in her long, black widow's
gowns, with a dull silver-handled dag
ger stuck through the belt about her
waist. The daggers themselves are by
no means play toys, and not even the
bravest of men would care to have one
stuck into him. Indeed, some women,
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given to a imie dii oi norse-piay mm
inclined to flourish the dangerous
dirk, have been warned off by the ner
vous brothers about whom they per
form a war dance, dagger in hand, to
the tune of, "We'll stab hiin all over
until he is dead!" The enrio shops
are searched for the daintiest of weap
ons, and the man who has a Japanese
collection soon finds that his tiniest and
fiercest-looking daggers are seized by
his sisters, and that if he has enough
to go arouud even his cousins expect
to tret one.
Ifot His Lookout.
horse attached to a wagon loaded
with light wood was slipping and
sprawling along State street in the
heavy frost of Satnrday morning, when
a policeman halted the rig and -said to
the colored driver:
"Your horse hasn't got a shoe on
any foot."
"No, sah. lie's jist like de Lawd
dun made him."
"But how do you expect he's to get
along in this frost?"
"Dat's not my bizness, sah. If de
Lawd makes a boss wXlout shoes an'
den brings a frost to make him sHp
down, it hain't fur me to find fault.
Beckon dar's an objeck in it, an' it's a
good 'un. Hey, Douglass hole jrer
head up higher i"
MIFFLINTOWIN,
NAT TURNER'S CRIMES.
4. CHiPTER IN THE LIFE OF BEN
C. DUGGAR.
The Xovel Method by Which He Pat Eis
Enemies to Flight.
The career of Hon. Ben C. unegar.
as narrated in the Blue liidge Post, is
thrilling indeed: Durinsr the year
1M9 ii,. i..;ir r ' .
.UH muiu icviacu wii$res5,
and that body, instead of diiuiiiidiiiiir
the duties, as the people of the south-
ern states desired, and hoped it would
do, increased many of them. The
reprehensible act was very odious to
the touthern states, which they con-
sidered unjust and greatly militating
against tneir interest. They, ever
willing to submit to a tariff amply
sufficient for a revenue, but, for valid
reasons were utterly opposed to, and
with that genuine patriotism which is
an eminent characteristic of the
southern people, bitterly denounced
this obnoxious act. And this was the
cause and theme of that memorable
debate which occurred in congress be
tween the eloquent and sagacious
Colonel Ilavne, senator from South t
Carolina, and Daniel "Webster, of Mas
achusetts. The state of South Carolina, holding
the doctrine advocated by Colonel
Hayne in the senate and a convention
of the people of the state was held and
adopted the measure known as the
"Nullification Ordinance." Intense
excitement prevailed, and the dark
cloud of civil war was brewing. In
the meantime flagrant and incendiary
speeches were made in the north, and
circulated by the press; and civ Us
upon the southern people for not sub
mitting as vassets to the north. During
this time Xat Turner, a negro preacher
living near Jerusalem, Virginia, im
bibed the spurious doctrine which was
borne npon the noxious breeze from
the north, emanating from the slime
pools of depravity. Nat was a good
slave and a trustworthy negro until his
mind was poisoned bv the baneful
hetrodoxy of a meddlesome and fa
natic people of the north, who is a
source of aid upon whose shoulders
rest the heinous crimes of Nat Turner.
Nat Turner, only exhibiting that
short-sightedness aud brutish disposi
tion, which is characteristic of the negro
race, cherished the idea that the north
would stand to him and protect him in
whatever he did.
Therefore, styling himself the Moses
of the slaves' deliverance, and the
leader of a second Exodus from bond
age, gathered arouud him all the
negroes in the country.
The negroes armed and fortified
themselves, and would sally forth like
ravenous beasts to prey upon whatever
they could find. The number was in
creasing daily, and this insurrection '
would have resulted in a terrible con- '
fiict between the whites and blacks !
throughout the south, had it not . beeu !
for Colonel Duggar, who, although a (
subordinate officer at the time, was the
principal man in suppressing it.
Nat commenced his work by massa
cring in tbe most horrible manner a
lady teacher, and her school of twenty
five children. This most atrocious
crime, without a parallel in a civilized
couutry, spread like wild fire.
President Jackson, . being engaged
with the affairs of South Carolina at
that time, sent orders to Colonel Dug
gar to suppress Nat Turner's insurrec
tion at once; but before the order
reached Duggar he was upon the scene
and had Nat and all his men in chains
"When Duggar reached the place
where Nat and his men were fortified,
Duggar' s men wanted to charge right In
npon them and butcher them like sheep.
But Duggar, with the usual coolness
which he possessed at all times, quiet
ed his men. After thoroughly recon
oitering the place where they had
fortified themselves, he saw that he
could not take them without a heavy
loss, as there were several hundred
negroes, well fortified and well armed.
lie tried to induce them to come out
and give up, but without effect. So
he decided to besiege them in their
stronghold, and perish them out ; but
it was soon made know to him that
they had rations enough to last them
many mouths. Colonel Duggar then
decided to resort to strategem,
which he is an expert.
Duggar knowing that the negro is
the most superstitions race of people
living, and that even the name of a
ghost frightens them to death, resolved
to try his luck upon tactics hither"
uniracticed and unknown.
He hired twenty-six negro boys to
meet him in the woods some distance
from Nat's fortification that evening
about sundown, without telling them
what he wanted with them. This was
the number Nat Tu-ncr had massa
cred a few days previous.
Duggar gave orders to his men to
form on one side of the fortification,
and as soon as it was dark to intercept
the negroes as they came out.
During the day Duggar had twenty
six winding sheets, white caps and
face cloths prepared, and about sun- j
down he met the boys and had them I
put on their ghostly apparel. Duggar
had prepared for himself a black suit, j
and had gotten a large pumpkin and
cut out a mourh, showing big, broad .
teeth, and cnt out large eyes and place? j
for ears. I
In this pumpkin he placed cotton
and thoroughly saturated it with oil,
and fastened it upon his head.
When the last ve9tige of day had
gently died away upon the landscape
and all the air a solemn stillness held,
Duggar silently mustered his cadaver
ous host, and instructing them to make
cure their novel uniforms were in per
fect order, he then ordered them to
follow him. He proceeded to the
negroes' fortification. "When but a
short distance from it he stuck a match .
to the cotton in the pumpkin on his '
head and gave double time, and ad
vanced in a long Irot. Over the j
breastworks Duggar went with blue ,
sulphuric flames streaming from his j
mouth, eyes and ears, aud with no
weapon save an iron fork. His ghostly-like
host followed close upon his j
heels, and altogether presented '
frightful appearance. ;
There were about 500 negroes, some
of them fainted, but all who were able
to run dropped their arms and Mnt
pell mell, rolling and tumbling oyer
each other.
This so amused the young "coons"
with ,?oung Duggar they commenced
tmialling and clapping their hands,
JUNIATA COUNTY. PENNA.. WEDNESDAY.
I which frightened the negroes the more.
They ran right over the soldiers, as ii
seemed, without knowing they wer
( there. The soldiers shot, knocked
I down aud captured as many of thcra
t as they could, aud all was captured the
next day. Some of them - were cap
tured over in North Carolina, fortj
uutes away aud still running. )
Memorial of Invasion. J
xluuichen, the deaf and dumb land-
scape painter, whose death from an
a,irlunt t. inct AtinniinnAii YTtt.
9 .ununuu aivu. -
tenburg, was a walking- memorial of
'he horrors of the Kussiun invasion ol
Germany in 1813. .He was born in
1812 at Birkenbush, a village about
two hours journey from "Wittenburg.
One dav during the Kussian bombard-
nct of the town the villagers all left
their homes to watch the firing from
the heights, and Frau Hunichen, with
her infant was left alone in her rot
tage. Suddenly there appeared at the 1
door two brutal Cossacks, who asked
for money. The young mother trem
blingly told them she had none, where
upon they siezed her aud her child,
bound them together, and flogged them 1
with their knouts until they were both
insensible. . -ft
On the return of the villagers they
tr0rA Ik.f tst finnaitiniiDnada V, tr m ."W 1
x , ... ... - ... .1. -
, iL mu, uui, as a result m iub injuries
he had received, Hunichen remained
deaf and dumb until the eud of' his ir9- Marhall O. Roberts, the 'In-
days. His death was, indeed, a direct J M-,VU-,L-"
consequence of the maltreatment -ne'M. Andrew Cofliu
had received seventy-six years ago, in-1 m
asmuch as he was run over by a wagon, An Imperial Courier.
uieapproacnotwmcune was unaoie
louear. nuiiicueii was a very .pa-
oie painter ana was mucn paironizeu
by the German Imperial family. -
.
A Poet's Venerable Age.
a majw wu Miftcu mm icuufwa
recently," writes an English friend to
me. "It was at the annual flower
show at Hazelmere, Surrey, and ih
poet had been prevailed upon to leave
his seclusion for the botanical display.
It ti a lita ti r-at nnK h aniiAamnna ein.t.B.ln n V.... 7,1. ,...., V.n ........ ft '
his illness, and I had not seen him for
six months. That the poet-laureate ii
rapidly ageing I saw at a glance, and
this became more impressed upon me
during our brief conversation.
"lie is no longer the Tennysou of a
year ago; talk meant distress to him,
and references to persons very close to
him in friendship, which formerly en-
listed his interest, seemed to meet with
but little response. Iu his walk
h!
shufiled heavily, and the cane that
he
once carried as a companion to idly
swing in moments of thought had be
come almost a staff. He told me hi)
health was good, but his general ap
pearance scarcely verified his state
ment. The strong aroma of a pipe,
carelessly jammed into one of his coat
pockets, was about the only thing tiiat
suggested to me the Tenuvsou of o!d
there was certaiuly nothing in hi f
cnnvprEnlinn. niitnnr nr finiuumiini "
conversation, manner or appearauco,
-Philadel phia Times.
t "What Young People Want.
! Boys want pnges and pages about
I "Washington, Old Put, Old Hickory,
' the Three Militia Men, Commodore
Decatur, Commodore Perry, Admiral
Farragut, the Battle of Bunker Hill,
the coming over of Lafayette, Tecum
seh, Ben Franklin, the pioneers of tho
great "West, the building of the Brook
lyn Bridge, the jetties of the Missis
sippi River, and the oratory of Patrick
Uenry, Clay and Webster.
These things captivate the young
only when they are related in detail,
with simplicity and truth.
By and by they will want history of
another kind, which will relate few
storie9, pass lightly over most wars.
and dwell only upon events which
affected the lot of the people perma-
ncntly. Boys and girls want to know
what MajorAndre said when he was
captured, and how thick the rope was
with which Farratrut tied himself to
the rigging. Such facts are the vehicle
through which more important truths
find lodgment in the young ml.
After all, our boys and girls aro
already very patriotic. What they
now need is to be taught the. duties we
all owe to such a country as ours to
keep it pure and good. Youth's
Companion.
Talkative Parrot in a Car.
"Ah, there, baby!" screamed the
( parrot, hid behind a paper which Willie
i had placed over the cage.
I The old maid looked startled, says a
I Philadelphia paper, and a grin ap
peared ou the faces wf the bther passen
gers. "Oh, mamma!" croaked the bird.
The old maid glared at each passen
ger, highly indignant.
. " Where did you get that hat, I'd like
to know?"' went on the irrepressible
bird.
j The clerical passenger looked up in
alarm and then felt his hat iu hasty
J confusion. Every one noted the action
and a ripple of suppressed laughter
' went over the car.
"Ah, there, whiskers! "
The clerical man leaped to his feet and
i frowned at a smooth-faced young man
near the rront.
I won't be insulted!" he cried.
"Ding, ding; two more fares out of
the company's pockets."
The conductor flushed and hastened
nto the car from the back platform.
" Who said that?" he demanded.
Willie looked as demure as an angel.
"Johnnie, get your hair cut."
An old man with long hair made a
precipitate departure from the car.
At Bond street Willie lifted the
paper, grabbed the cage and got off the
car.
Then the passengers tumbled.
A Valuable. Animal.
A man, while crossing a lot, was
attacked by a young bull calf and was
severely bruised. Just as the victim
had landed on the safe side of the
fence, an old negro enme out of a
cabin near by, aud, calling the man.
6aid:
"Does you wanter buy dat animal.
sah?"
"No; I want to kill the infernni
thing, and I'm going to do it if I have
to walk ten miles for a gun."
"W'y, what is you got agin him?'
Didn't you 6ee him butt mo over !
the fence?"
"W'y, look here, he didn' mean dat
ter be buttin'. He thought ho wiu
'cominerdatin' you. sah, in he'pin you
ober. I's trained him to he'p folks
obcr de fence, an' dafs w'y he so val
uable. W'y las' winter w'en I haJ do
rhcuinatiz I couldn'ter got erlong wid
oot him." Arkansaw Traveler
.TAKE IOUB riCK.
Gere la a Mat or New York Helrec
and Their Matk.t Value.
Here is a list showing the market
quotations of the heiresses of New
York:
Misa SalHe rtargoua
Wins Mary Letter
Miaa Jeuuie Flood
.Misa Teresa Fair
.11,000.000
. 2,500."JOO
. 6,000,000
. 8,000,000
. 8,000.1100
. 2,000,000
. 600.000
. 1.000,000
. 6,000.000
g nuS.
Misa Celeste snuffer
Jjss Haveiueyer. .
Helen Goukl
,Mn Morgan....
Mi Corbin.I"!
1,000.000
2.ono,nio
1,000,000
600.000
750.000
2.0OO,l0
1,000.000
fxm.iKiO
600.000
600.1 KiO
2,000.000
600.0(10
1,000.000
2.10,000
300.000
1,000,000
Florence Pullman
fa HlwIitckSiA
jiis ;errT
Wu Eva Jlorris."."irJ!"."I
!" ,l,u Jaffray
Mt Sc"h7cffeun"I"
Slisa Marie Terrr...
Miss Extelle Schuyler..
The Missetlselin....,
Misa Lillian Nathan...
.-(.- Alice Scliguian...
Mis Shafer
Mis Grace Wilson
600,000
MiMsRemscn 850.000
Miss Louise betard 600.000
mih .tinriin, uaugnter or Bradley
Martin....
Misa Greeu, daughter ol lletty
Green
Miaa Edith Kin
1,000,000
1.000.000
250,000
1,000.000
The Aliases Jeanne and Mamie Tur-
' Tl 11 TP . .. .. . ... . ... ...... ......
Mis. Sallie Hewitt....
600.0" 0
4,O0O.00
M Frederick Neilaon
, Miss Van Wart
1,000,000
8.000.000
1.000.000
4,000,000
The Chinese papers describe the re-
CPplion of tbe imperial courier from
I Pekin, who conveyed to the Viceroy
of Canton the news of his transfer to
I another nrov!nn. Arrivinir at th
Vicerov's Yamen in the afternoon, he
wav receiveu wiui a saiute Ul niue
j guns. Every one of the doors from ,
j the outer gate into the sanctum saucto- !
rum was histautly thrown open, and ,
, the courier, dismounting from his j
" horse, was met by the Viceroy in rich
1 greetings, the courier was conducted J
. into the trreat hall of iustice. where a
j table with incense and candles was set
'facing northward. The courier
walked np to the table and took from
the folds of his dress the imperial
edict, gorgeous iu yellow satin, and,
with averted face unfurled the roll in
front of the Viceroy. Suddenly
one in the room, from the Vice
every
Vicerov to
the lowest attendant, fell down ou his
; knees aud performed the nine prostra
tions, at the end of which, all still
kneeling, the courier read out in a so
norous, eintr-song style the imperial
command. The Vicerov then rose, and
taking the edict in both hands, raised I
it aloft.
The courier then retired, not a word
having been spoken, but instead of
going out as he had come in, by the
front door, he went by an obscure side
! .1 . 1, 1 A V. I .. . . 1 . . . 1. ..
door suitiible to his rank, as, once the
edict was delivered, he reverted to Lis
ewtT-rttnkyand, being now without a
message, lost all his honors as an im
perial messenger. A few moments be
fore he was treated as all but an em
peror; now he was only a small offi
cial. London Truth.
. The Belle of Deadwood.
The belle of Deadwood is a young
and dashing girl who turned her 19th
year a few days ago. Her name is
Margaret Sanford and she is an orphan.
Who her mother was no one seems to
know, ner father entered a mining
camp about twelve years ago, footsore,
ragged, and almost starved, having
walked across the canons from Nevada.
The miners gave him food and cloth-
ing and began to constitute themselves
I Iiule Margaret's bodyguard. One night
' tlie old man was found dead before his
! door, which the drifting snow had
I fastened so he could not enter. The
I child was asleep inside. After the
funeral she became a sort of wanderer,
going and coming at will, and making
many valuable discoveries of ore. She
learned to use the rifle and revolver.
A year ago she struck an ore bed richer
than most in that vicinity, and again
led the miners to the spot. This time
they made a voluntary contract to give
her one-fourth of the yield. They kept
their word aud she is now a rich
woman. She is tall, slender, and good
looking, and wears long golden haU
streaming down her back.
What to do for Squeaking Shoes.
The squeaking of shoes, as the Liste
ner believes he once before explained,
is due to the rubbing of the upper upon
the under sole. This is prevented by
putting soapstone powder between the
two thicknesses of leather, which acts as
a sort of lubricator. A shoe which has
squeaked can be cured by the dealer or
a cobbler simply by ripping the soles
apart, putting in soapstone and sewing
or pegging the leathers together again.
Some people like to have their shoes
squeak ; it serves very much the pur
pose of an announcement of their pre
scence and takes the place of tho run
ner who, in India, precedes the great
man's carriage, shouting, "Make way
for the sahib!" The Listener is not
one of those persons. He prefers
mute shoes. But he can stand any
thing except a pair of shoes one of
which squeaks and the other does not.
To go down a room in the face of a
considerable company, with a pair of
shoes making unlike and alternating
noises, thus, "Squeak, clump! Squeak,
clump!" is one of the greatest trials in
the world.
Bumpy Came I'p.
"Boys, what's tho meaning of that
crowd down there?" he asked, as he
pointed down Congress street.
"Awful time down there," was the
reply.
"But what is it?"
"You know Jerkey, the boot-black?"
"No."
"Know Humpy, the newsboy?"
No."
" Well, you know, Jerkey was sit
tin' on tho hydrant eatin' an apple,
when Humpy cum up and "
"Oh, It was only a quarrel between
boys? Funny why such a thing should
draw a crowd."
"Only a quarrel! What ar' ye riv-
ln' me ! Quarrel ! Didn't Humpy git
in two square knock-downs before tho
copper got there, and didn't Jerkey
reach out with his right and get in a
blow over the heart which is goin' to
keep the other fellow in bed for two
weeks? Wonder to me that the crowd
don't number 10,000. It's the scien
tificltedest mill we hare had La a fear."
MARCH 11. 1891.
Appearances Deceiving.
Miss Mixon had just been listening
jo her neighbor, Mrs. Poppleton, re
late how she had been bothered by a
persistent chroruo man, who could
not be persuaded to go until he had
sold something. She made up her
mind to make things warm for that
man if he ever attempted to show him
self in her house.
When bhe got home again, however,
she had forgotten all about her con
versation, being so interested in fix
ing up her dress that she was to wear
to the parsonage ou the morrow.
There was going to be a high time
there iu honor of Mr. Todjnlt, the
. . , ; -
missionary from Japan, whose motive
m returning to this country was partlv
to get himself a wife.
Miss Mixon was in the midst of a
delightful revery, when a hoarse cough
suddenly interrupted her thoughts.
A neatly dressed individual, with a
round face and a bald head, was bow
ing in the doorway.
"The chromo man," she exclaimed,
half to herself.
"Madam," he began.
"'No, I don't want anything. w
awav I" she cried, angrily stamping
her foot.
"I beg your pardon, madam, but '
Miss Mixon bethought herself here
of a ruse.
"Here, Bose! Bose!" he called,
whistling to an imaginary dog. "If
you do not leave at ouce I will set ni"
dog on you."
Aaid then, fancying that she still
discerned in the intruder's dilatory air
an intention of remaining to dispute
the point, she canght up a broom that
fortunately hung in the corner aud
made toward the front door in such a
resolute manner that the chromo man
' turned aui fled
There!" said Miss Mixon, aloud,
as she saw him hurry through the
garden gate, without even stopping to
latch it behind him. "I only wish
Mrs. Poppleton could have been here
to 6ce how promptly I disposed of
him."
She went over that afternoon to
Mrs. Bruce', who lived in the next
farm-house, to get her to make but
tonholes iu the new dress.
"Did the chromo man como here?''
6aid she.
"To-dav?" asked Mr. Bruce.
"Yes."
"No, I haven't seen any chromo
man."
"I guess I frightened him out of
the neighborhood," chuckled Miss
Mixon. "He was beginning his im
portunities when I went at him with
the broom and chased him out of the
house."
Mrs. Bruce laughed heartily at the
idea of her sparrow-like little neigh
bor frightening any one by such mani
festations as she had described.
"But I'll tell you who I have seen,"
said she. "Mr. Todgilt stopped here
to inquire the way to the parsonage."
"Dear tne, did he?" said Mis
Mixon, with great interest.
"And I gave him a glass of my
gooseberry wine and a slice of cake.'
added Mrs. Bruce.
"Entertaining angels unawares,"
sighed Miss Mixon. "Oh, how I wish
it had been r.:a ! Do tell me how b
looks. Is he tall?"
"No, not quite what you would call
a tall man," raid Mrs. Bruce, "and I
think he is elderly, and ho doesn't
dress much. But he is a dear, godlv
man, with a fine flow of language."
"I will meet him at the parsonage
to-morrow," said Miss Mixon, com
placently. "How I envy you," said Mrs.
Bruce.
Miss Mixon, dressed all fn her best,
went to the parsonage the next day,
and Mrs. Hall, the parson's wife, came
running to meet her.
"My dear Martha," the said, "I was
so afraid you were not coming. He's
here ! Such a dear man ! Come right
into tho parlor. Mr. Todgilt, let me
present you to Miss Mion. Misa
Mixon, this is Mr. Todgilt from
Japan."
Mr. Todgilfs bow checked itsel
halfway in a stare of amusement.
"As-ton-ish-ing!" said he.
Miss Mixon turned very red.
"Well, I do declare!" she faltered.
For in Miss Mixon, the lady who
nad been especially recommended to
him as a saintly and appropriate help
mate, th missionary had beheld the
very female who ignominiously
pursued him from her door with a
broom when, the previous day, he
stopped to ask directions as to the
right road. And in Mr. Todgilt Mar
tha saw the personage whom she had
repelled as the obnoxious
chromo
man.
"I am sure I beg your pardon,'
said she, "but I mistook you for som
body else."
The missionary burst out laughing.
"No harm done," said he; "no harm
done."
And fortunately he spoke the truth.
Miss Mixon's genuine goo'd sense and
good feeling soon effaced the disagree
able first impresson which she knew
her broom had made. And Mr. Tod
gilt's second call was longer than bit
first.
To make a long story short, Mr.
Todgilt married Martha Mixon, and to
this day in Americo-Japanese circles,
the good missionary's fides will shake
as he tells how, ou his first meeting
with his wife, she pursued him off the
field of Cupid with a broom.
"Wasn't I a brave niau to take he
after that?" asks he.
And Mrs. Todgilt only smiles and
bays,
"Jeremiah, how ciiu you?"
Mrs. Mackay's Parasol Timepiece.
Among her jeweled knickknacki
Mrs. Mackav bad a dainty parasol with
a tiny open-faced watch 6nugly fixed ,
into the silver handle so that she could
know at a glance what the moment
wh9, for in such a life as a leader of ,
fashion pursues, her hours are as '
methodically apportioned to teas and '
dinners and the rest of the diversions
of society as those of a business man
are given to more, solid affairs. The )
watch could be wound up by turning
the silver knob which served as the
head of the handle.
A Literary Crank.
It is related of the late Colonel Tom
line, a very rich Englishman who col
lected books and pictures, that he
would not permit a book above a cer.
tain size to enter his library, nor a
book written by a clergyraui or
worn vt i
Why the Baby Came.
BT af 4BOA.BBT B. SANQSTrB.
Pillowed on flowers, with a half-op
bud in his tiny hand, the baby lay, a
beautiful image of repose. Nothing
could be lovelier than the delicate face,
the little lips just parted, the white
brow shaded by soft, silken curls.
There was nothing of the repulsion
from death which some people always
suffer beside a corpse, to be felt by the
most sensitive here. As beautiful now
as he ever had been in his brief sweet
life, the darling seemed to be asleep.
Jut it was a frozen sleep. I he strong
man, pale witn suppressed emotion.
, was one wno nau leu me ionnuins or
fatherhood stirred for the first time.
who nad felt the fountains
when the little one uttered his first
feeble cry. The mother, leaning on
his strength now, because grief had
crushed ail her own, had been thrilled
with the highest joy of womanhood
when this nursling was given her, sis
nionthj ago. Everything was over
now. The little garments must be
folded np, and put away. There would
be no need of wakening in the night to
take care of baby. Baby was gone.
The minister said tender words, and
prayed a prayer of thankfulness and
trust. He had been to so many baby
funerals in the quarter-century during
which he had led his flock, the words of
comfort came readily to his lips, and
he meant them every one. He felt that
of such as this wee blossom were the
flowers fittest for the kingdom oi
heaven.
By-and-by, the last rites were per
formed. There was one little mound
the more in the cemetery, and one
more desolate house in the town. These
bereft parents were elect members of
the largest household under the stars,
the household of the mourning.
The world is full of sympathetic
hearts that are busied with their own
cares and perplexities. There are al
ways many to have a passing and very
sincere sorrow for those who have been
afflicted, yet after awhile, when in the
opinion of friends there has been time
enough for the recovery of cheerful
ness, even relatives and friends begin
to chide the persistently sad.
"Why did the baby come, if it was
so soon to be taken away?' say these.
You may notice that you seldom hear
this question from the bps of a mother.
She is glad, away down in the pro
foundest depths of her wounded heart,
that she had the child, though.it be re
moved from her arms. She is glad to
wear the mother's crown, though it be
a crown of thorns.
- To the inquirer may this answer be
made. The baby came for two great
reasons. One was that he might broad
en and enlarge the whole life-sweep of
all who loved him. Their care for him
gave them a comprehension of the mys
tery of childhood, and a feeling of the
fatherhood of God, that without him
thev might never have possessed.
The other was that the little spirit,
flying heavenward, might draw by a
slender silver-thread, invisible but
never slackening, the hearts of father
and mother, to the land where He
dwells, of whom the whole family in
heaven and in earth is named. The
baby came not in vain. Manfordt
May (nine.
A CBTiaD sioulJ" be taught to respect
other person's property, and not to
destroy it, especially not to injure or
mar any part of a hired house any more
than he would his mother's own house.
A child should be taught not to tres
pass on his mother's neighbor's prop
erty, in fact, he should be instructed
in all these things as soon as he begins
to understand the difference between
mine and thine, and that knowledge
oomes very early.
Theri are a few points on which even
small children could be instructed to
advantage that many mothers entirely
neglect, but of course these are not in
telligent mothers. A child should be
taught never to taste anything from a
bottle, lest he injure hinself. Never
to touch what does not belong to him.
Never to make bonfires. Never to tor
ment animals, for two reasons, one be
cause it is cruel, and the other is be
cause he might receive injury thereby.
Resenting th Outrage.
s Mr. Daniel, tbe man of parrots, In
the Klmba 1 House, made a queer deal
tbe other day. He has lately received
a very fine macaw, of gorgeous plum
age, and the bird has been greatly
admired.
But when one of the high muck-a-mucks
of the Comanches was saunter
iuz along the street and espied him be
became wild.
"How much feather?" he asked.
"No u an tee sellee fedder," replied
the dealer In his blandest Chinee, not
being able to talk Comanche.
"How much red feathe?" repeated
the Comanche.
"No wamee sellee led fedder," again
reaflAutaVl f r Dunlnl faialinr. varv ti 1 1 . V.
, embarrassed.
Quarter for red feather?"
"No."
Fifty cents?"
Mr. Daniel shook his head.
"Give you dollar."
That was Irresistible, and the dealer
agreed.
"Quarter for blue feather," said the
Comanche.
"Can't getee 'longee 'thoutee blue
fedder," said the dealer impatiently.
"Must have It. Half a dollar."
"No."
"Dollar?"
"It's a go," said Mr. Daniel, recov
ering his English, and taking the
macaw inside he carefully clipped off
the two feathers and handed them to
1 de'ighted Indian, who threw down
whoop aa he strode off down the street.
The macaw was so mad when he
looked around at his tall that he mut
tered several Brazilian cuss-words, re
fused to speak to his master and went
to bed without his supper.
Josh Billing-' Philosophy.
Thare lz nothing we are more apt to
parade before others than our kares and
sorrows, and thare iz nothing the world
tares so little about.
If you hav enny doubt about tbe vast
amount of virtew thai the last genera
shun possest, go and studdy the epitaSa
la the grave-yards.
Take affability, good sense, honesty,
and good breeding, mix them together,
and Bhake them well, and you hay the
Ingredients for a gentleman.
The good things a man duz are hard
to remember, the evil things are dread-
full easy.
The world seems to be governed bl
example; thare lz hardly enny one bo
low down the skale but what ha hai
biz immitators.
The best way to clear out aud straight
en the fringe of towels, doilies, etc.,
lefore ironing, is to comb it, while
d mp, with an Inch lei.g.n of oanea
toiial fremb.
NO. 12.
NEWS IN BKIEF.
Oliver Cromwell was the sen ef a
brewer.
America's first street car line deles
from 1S26.
The sewing machine Is only forty-four
years old.
A church In Beading, Peun., boasts
that It has just paid on its debt In 80,
000 pennies.
The height of the tower of Babel aa
completed by Nebuchadnezzar is geu
eially given at COO leet.
A New York leather firm la about
to start a kangaroo fai iu ul Waning
ton, York county, Peun.
In Mankato, Minn., milk is deliv
ered in pint and quart bolt es instead of
being peddled about towns in big
cans.
The medical faculty of Yale Col
lege was so fouuded iu IS. 3, t e theo
logical In 1822 and the sued title iu
1840.
The falls of Niagara carry down
10,000,000 cubic feet of water per min
ute, equal to about 3,OtO,000 hore pow
er. There are cat collars lu trade made
of a braided pattern in blue teads for
white Angoras, and garneU for the
graceful throats of tabs and toms.
Whalebone Is found in the mouth
of the Greenland or right wl.ale, where
It forms the substitute for the teeth, of
which otherwise the auiiual is desti
tute. Louisa Bankburr, a domestic who
dwells in Buffalo, N. Y., devours near
ly pound of soap a day, aud hasaiued
nearly twenty pounds in weight since
she began to Indulge in her sinenlar
taste.
-The Perlsclans are the inhabitants of
the polar circle, v hose t-hadows, daring
some portion ot the Summer, must iu
the course of the dav move eutirely
around and fall towaid every point of
the compass.
A new machine makes paei boxoA
It has recently beeu found thai cer
tain fungoid growths have the power of
removing gold from water containing
it iu suspension.
Contracts for the new Cunnrd
steamships of the Atlantic service stii
nl ite that they must make not less than
twenty-two knots an hour.
It Is state! that as a result ot the
recent experiments several Italian war
ships are to be altered to eimblu them
to burn petroleum iu their furnace in
stead of coal
-Celluloid in solution i3 now ex
tensively used as a lacquer for all kinds
of fine metal work and as a w ood v,.
nlsh with results that are said to Uj su
perior to the old methods.
A little armadillo, the muhta, of
Uruguay, Is mentioned aa the living
representative of those antediluvian
giants, tbe mylodon, mastodon, uietM
gatlierium, etc.
From the source of the Missouri to
the mouth of the Mississipi tne distance
is 419-1 miles. The lower Mississippi
from the mouth of the Gulf of Mcx c
Is 1230 miles in length. The Amazon U
3000 miles In length.
A Connecticut boy is famous jutt
now because he has a tin whistle one
and a half inches lu diaiue.er nu.l sev
eral Inches long in his stomach. Re
swa'lowed the toy while pluytug ou i' .
Occasionally theieturn ol li.sul
low or the nightingale may hf some
what delayed.but iuo tsea tv) nj.tv tv
trusted. It lz said, as the alinuiiac it-sell .
Were they satellites revollnp aroi.ud this
eirth ihe'r arrival could i:;u i:v lm moie
surely calculated by an as ro::oiuer.
General Du Temple, wU s- iath
in Paris is announced, obtained h s gen
eral's star in a curious w.iy. lie u - a
Captain in the French unvy in l-7u,
and was accidentally pa, tu d (j-:ieiul
by Gambetla, who mistook h m t"i his
brother also a naval oaptian.
Two citizens of i'a!;i:vr.t. Ma.,
have bad so many quant-la l.mi a tew
dajs ago a contract was dr.iu u n be
tween them that In future they would
have nothing to do with ea.:li otiu-i.
During the Illness of the late "Em
peror Frederick, of Uermany, it lit came
so much the fashion to consult Dr Mo
rell Mackenzie that his professim ai in
come rose to an average of jUoU a day.
Some of the conspicuously painted
milk wagons of Brooklyn, N. Y., bear
a new label. One side panel ha.- the in
scription: "Sterilized milk, guaranteed
absolutely pure and free from germi."
We makes some very flu- raz is at
the present day, but we cannot in. ike
any finer steel than that coatained in
the Damascus swords and knives which
the aucieut used several thousand yaio
ago.
All the mechanical power, the
screw, the lever, pulley, incline p':i!i,
wedge wheel and axle were kuown to
the auclents and ueJ In everyday lite.
They were expert builders, as exwiitii
relics testify.
The Ural Mountain, in Hus!i,
were anciently the subject ot vai lutia
myths. The Slavonians Mho, in the
eleventh century frequent y vt.-iied the
region of the Ural for trade, described
them as mountalus reaching the sky,
Intersected by terrible precipices, aiad as
being Inhabited by a populallou of rave
dwellers.
Observations seem to show that a
decrease In the earth's latitude Is in pro
gress, implying an alteration in the di
rect of the earth's axis. The fluctua
tion is thonght to be due to a nnnuto
oscillation causi by some changes in in
ternal wars of tbe earth.
Cotton in the Southern S attain plant
ed after the last frost in the S. ring a:i.1
is picked In July, August aii't pt em
ber. It is not a native ph-nt ot Ameri
ca. There Is not a mouta In the year
where cot' on is not picked aouurit here
on theg obe.
A colored woman named t'aroliue
'Jenkins, living neir Houston. Texas. Is
a veritable Samson. Four police oilic
ers went to arrest her, whtu Mie took
them one by one, thiew them out of t. a
bouse and locked the doors upon thsui.
She can break a half inch rope with e-j e
by s' retching it from baud to baud.
When a wise man said, "Discretion
Is the better part of valor," all the cow
ards in tbe world found a in at to for
their caps.
There Is quite a difference between a
luminous and a voluminous writer,
although many authors confound the
two.
Cunninz men are sure to get caught
at last; and when they ure canght, they
Ma llkea fox In a trap thesii.it si look
ing fox you ever see,
The object-glass of the Lick telescope
In California has an area of 1018 square
Inches. The next biggest baa only 709
square uihe.