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April 3, 1880.
Sandersville, Ga.
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May 4, 1880.
A Vengeance.
From savnge pass and rugged shore
The noise ol angry hosts had flo l,
The bitter battlo raged no more
Where flory bolts hnd wrought their soars,
And whore the dying and the dead
In many a woeiul heap were flung,
While night sbovo the vEgean hung
Its melanoholy maze of stars.
C. C. BROWN,
Attorney at Law,
Sandersville, Ga.
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Courts.
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•tore on Hartii Street.
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Sandersville, Ga.
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street, in the Meeonio Lodge building, from 9
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other hoars at has residence, on Church street,
when not prottaaionally engaged.
April 3 1880.
Watches, Clocks
AND JEWELRY
One boyish Greek, ol princely lino,
lAy Bplnslicd with blood and wounded soro;
Ills wan lace ill its anguish boro
The dalica'e symmetry divlno
Carved by the old Bculptors of ills land;
A broken blado was in his hand,
Hall slipping from the loiceloss hold
That onoe had swnyod it long and well;
And round his form in taltors fell
The velvet raiment flowerod with gold.
But while Iho calm night lator grow
He heard the stoalthy, rustling Bound
Ol one trailed on laggard kuoos
A shattered shape along tho ground;
And soon with sharp surprise ho knew
That in tho onoircling gloom prolonnd
A florco Turk orawlod by Blow degroos
To where in holploss pain he lay.
Thon, too, ho witnossod with dismay
Thnt from tho prone Turk’s ranoorous oyo
Flashed the harbario lurid trace
Ol hate’s indomitable hell—
Sncli hnto ns doath alone could quell,
As death alone could satisfy.
Closor tho loitering flguro drew,
With naked bosom red with light,
With ruthlessjflngors clutching tight
A dagger stained with murderous huo,
Till now, in ono groat luroh, ho threw
His whole Irnmo forward, aiming quick
A deadly, inexorable blow,
Hint, weakly tailoring, missed its mark
And loft tiie assassin breathing thiok,
Leveled by nerveless overthrow,
There near tho Crock chief, in the dnik.
Thon ho that saw the baffled crimo,
Hall cureless in his bin's release,
Since death must win him soon as prey,
Turned on his toe a smilo sublime
With pity, nnd tho stars ol Grecco
Bolield him'smlle, aud only they.
All night tho two lay sldo by sido,
KhoIi near to death, yet living each;
All night the grim Tnrk moaned aud cried,
Beset with pangs ol horrid thirst,
Save wlion his dagger crept to reach,
By wandering, ineffectual way,
The prostrnto Greek bo'yoarnod to slny,
And lailuro stung him till ho carted.
But wlion solt promises of morn
Hnd wrnppod the sen in wistful wbito,
A band «1 men with laces worn,
Clomb inland past a beetling hoight
To find llio young ohiel Ihoy adored;
Sought eagerly ninco lull ol sun,
And now In ghastly change restore 1.
Ono raised a torch ol ruddy Bbino,
And, kneeling by theii leader, ono
Set To his mouth a gouro ol wind.
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Machine Needles,
"Of course not; but lean sit on the
deck outside,” laughed Mollie, "and we
can cast languishing glances at each
other.”
And so it came to pass that I took pos
session of tho Mobilin’s pilot-house, my
boart glowing with love and pride—
with love, for there, juut below me, on
the little forward deck, sat my sweet
bride; with pride, because the Mobilia
was one of the finest of the beaUtilul
floating palaces of the Mississippi, and
to pilot such none had for years been the
height of my ambition.
The steamer was fitted up with a
double cabin, one above the other, the
upper one opening upon n small nock,
reaching out toward tho bow, near the
center of which, on a raised platform,
was placed the pilot-house.
This deck was always occupied by
(UBsengers, and this morning it was par
ticularly crowded; for tho boat was
heavily laden with people, taking ad
vantage of the beautiful weather to
make an excursion up the river.
Some rough fellows jostled rudely
against Mollie’s chair, after awhile, and
she rose and passed down into the lower
cabin, “ to get a drink of water,” she
whispered to me, as she passed; but I
suspect it was really to prevent the
bursting of the thunder-cloud she saw
gathering on my brow.
I saw that the insolent follows made
no attempt to follow my dear ono, so I
gave myself up to my own happy
thoughts; and, looking out on the far-
distant, pcacelul shores of the great
river, over whoso placid bottom wo
were moving so swiftly, there roso from
my heart a glad, silent hymn of rejoic
ing.
But suddenly a cry broke forth lrom
the cabin behind me, that effectually
changed tho current of my thoughts:
"Firet fire! fire!”
A horrible cry nt all times, but most
horrible of all when it rings forth in
tho midst of gay, unsuspicious hun
dreds, floating in fancied security in the
midst of the waters.
An instant's awe-struck silence suc
ceeded that awful cry, and then three
hundred voices, of men, women nnd
children, united in fearful, heartrending
shrieks for help.
“Fire! fire! fire!”
Aye! there was no mistake about it,
nor false alarm. No one could tell how
it had commenced, but there it was,
creeping along tiro roof of the upper
cabin, witli the dcndly flames greedily
lapping up every scrap of awning and
curtain they could find upon their way,
ever and nnon darling long tongues of
flame down to the floor, to clasp the
light chairs, and tables, aud settees in
thoir fiery embrace
tlien tho young Greek, with wavo ol hand,
Showed tho swart pagan at his sido;
So, motioning to tho gathcred.banci,
That nono could chooso but understand,
Lot this mau drink,” he said, nnd died.
— Liipir.colt't Magatint.
THE PILOT’S STORY.
Wo had* grown up together, as it
were, Mollie and I, our parents being
nenr neighbors, nnd—winch does not
always follow—firm friends as well
They were poor, and I suspect that fact
had much to do with their friendship,
for opportunities were alwajs turning
up for helping one another; nnd I have
often noticed that, when nenr neighbors
are well off and have no need for mutual
help, there is very seldom any friend
ship botween them—there is more apt
to be jealousy and competition between
them!
Our parents being such good friends
it naturally resulted that Mollie and
followed their example. Wo went to
school together, read together, played
together; and somehow, when Mollie
was eighteen and I twenty, we agreed
to tnlvel together all our lives, and were
very happy in that arrangement; in
f ct, no other would have seemed right
or natural, either to us or to our par
ents.
From the earliest days of my boyhood
I had a fondness for the water, haunt
ing the palatial steamboats that floated
on tho great Mississippi river, on whose
banks nestled tho city in which we
dwelt, and, at the period to which I am
about to refer, I had just secured a posi
tion as pilot on a small freight steamer.
It was not mucli of a posit’on, to be
sure, nor was there much of a salary
attached to it; but small as it was,
Mollie and I decided that we could make
it answer for two people, neither of
them extravagant or unreasonable; be
sides which, I had hopes of better times
to come, as I had received words of
commendation from my employers and
promises of speedy promotion.
So, early one bright morning, having
obtained a day’s leave of absence, Mollie
and I were married, and, stepping into
a carriage I had hired for the occasion
we started off, having decided on a day i
excursion to a celebrated cave near by
this being all the wedding trip we could
allow ourselves; not that we cared in
the least, however—we were too happy
to be disturbed by any shortcomings of
As well seek with a sieve to scoop uj>
the waters of the great river on whic
the Mobilia floated os try to subdue tho
roaiing, devouring enemy that had
seized upon the ill-fated steamer.
The peoplo darted down from the
blazing upper cabin to tho forward deck
below, where as yet the foe had made
but little headway, and there our brnve
captain—who was that rara avis, the
"right man in the right place”—sue
cecood in partially quelling the panic.
“Keep quiet!” lie ordered—“ keep
quiet, and stay just where you are, or i
will not answer for the lives of any of
you! The steward will provido every
one of you with life-preservers; but
there Is no reason for any person to go
overboard, not yet awhile, at any rate,
suicide is desired. Keep quiet, 1
unless .
say 1 Screaming won’t frighten the fire
away. Pilot, head her straight for the
land, half a mile ahead.” (We were at
least twice that distance from the main
land on either shore.) "Engineer, put
on all stenm—crowd her on! We will
run it race with tho foul fiend that has
boarded the Mobilia.”
There was an instant’s pause, and
then, witli a groan and a surge, with the
timbers creaking and straining, and tho
windows rattling as though in mortal
terror, the Mobilia gathered herself up
to run her last race.
Each passing moment the flames
crept on and on and on, never pausing
in their terrible march. Fortunately
they leaped upward rather than down
ward, so that there was as yet but little
danger to tho panic-strickon crowd on
the lower deck.
But the pilot-house was directly in
the track of .’lie flames, and already their
advance guard was beginning to sur
round me, singeing my hair and eye
brows.
Suddenly there was a murmur among
the people below, and the next instant a
light form flew up the ladder leading to
tho little deck by the pilot-house, and
before I could say a word, my precious
Mollie had thrown open the door, and
closing it again,stood at my side.
"Mollie, Mollie!” I cried, "tor
heaven’s sake go back, go back! Don’t
you see how the flames are creeping to
ward us hereP Go, go, my dearest, my
own true wife! Don’t unman me by
making me fear for you. Go down
where 1 can feel that you have a chance
of safety.” .
“RobThorne!” she exclaimed, with
her eyes looking bravely, straight into
mine, “ am I your wifeP”
"Surely, surely, thank God!
uttered. “But go, go!”
" Mv post is here, just as much as
yours is,” she answered, firmly. “ i will
stay here, Rob, and if you die I will die,
OIL 2nd SHUTTLES
For all kinds oi Machines, tor sale. I will
also order parts oi Machines that get
broke, and new pieces
are wanted.
A. J. JERNIGAN.
A novel election bet is reported as
Having boon made by Hartford political
^nents. The loser is to black boots
at a designated corner on a given day,
the proceeds of his work to go to the
orphan asylum. The agreement also
Prov. es thnt all monev collected
-bouid be given to the asylum; that no
cnange should in i.ny case bo given to
tne party paying for the sliino, and that
one who docs the work shall pro-
11:, v o*n.?elf with a bottle of dressing
with which to black ladies’ boots.
time or purse. . , ,
We had scarcely driven beyond our
own street, however, when we were
brought to a halt. .
A messenger, whom I recognized as
belonging to our steamboat company,
lllil Keren's a note for you from the su
perintendent.”
"Am*sorry to have to recall your
leave for to-day, but you must immedi-
ately go on boardBieJobila^which is
ready to start up tho river. I he pilot
is too ill to attend to duty, and you aie
appointed to take his place for the
Pr "There goes our wedding trip all to
smash!” said I, as Mollie read tho or
der.
• Why so 0 ” she asked.
• You see I must go into the pilot-
. vf 15<i ”
house of the Mobilia. .‘Wowill
“Very well,” she replied. We will
just go up the river instead of to the
cave? Drive on, Rob; let us go down to
the wharf In stale.” , hnIlg0
" But you can t go in the pilot-house
with me, little goose.”
'No, sir!” I shouted back; "I shall
stick to my post; I shall stay here till I
run her clear on the shore, or die first.”
“My brave Rob—my noble UobP"
murmured Mollie.
At last, just as the glowing tongues fo
flame began to reach in through the
windows, a crash and a shiver passed
from stem to stern of the noble steamer,
and with a sharp quiver and a shake,
her bow ran high up on the shelving
bench, and in less time than it takes to
tell it every man, woman and child
sprang irom the heated decks and were
saved.
But, alas, for my devoted Moll e! alas,
for me. Not the pilot-house only, but
tho entire deck around it, was now sur
rounded by flames. It was loo late to
lower ourselves to the deck below. The
railing was all ablaze.
My arms, reloased from their guardian
ship over tho wheel, clasped Mollie close
to mv heart; but my eyes and brain
were busy seeking for some mode of es
cape from the death that seemed eaoh
instant more certain.
All at onco my gaze rested on the pad
dle-box. It had not taken firo yet; the
flying spray had saved it. I had only
to dash across the flame-swept deck and
fling open a little door in its side, which
afforded ready access to the wheels, to
lower my precious charge to the water
beneath in safely.
No sooner thought of than done.
“Takemy lmnd, Mollie,” I said, "and
run with mo. We shall be saved, aftor
all. Wrap your shawl across your
mouth. Now, now—run 1”
Leaping down on the deck, wo sped,
hand 1.1 hand, to tho paddle-box. 1
dashed open the little door, and, push
ing Mollie inside, passed in myself and
drew the door close again, thus shut
ting out the eager flames, whose angry
roar pursued us, as wo dropped gently
down into the shallow water, aud crept
out from beneath the wheel.
Our appearance was hailed with a
shout of delight and relief, for all had
;lven us up as lost; nnd we must have
jeen but for tho heaven-inspired thought
of the wheel-house.
Now that tho danger was over, poor
little Mollie laintea; and no wonder.
But she soon came out all right: and as
the people began to And out that the
"brave little girl,” as they called her,
wne really a bride of only a few hours,
and that we were on our wedding trip,
there was a regular ovation, followed up
by nine deafening cheers.
The island upon whioh the Mobilia
had been benched was low, sandy and
uninhabited, altogether not an inviting
place lor 300 people, without a particle
of shelter, to pass half a day upon, yet,
even in this plight, thero were few
grumblers in our midst.
There was no room in our hearts for
any feeling but that of thankfulness for
our preservation from a fearful death,
and after tho peril of the last hour or
two, it seemed n small matter to wait
patiently lor the coming oi the relief
boats that wo knew were sure to arrive
before many hours w f re past.
Though some miles from any large
city, we knew that the burning stcumei
must have been seen from the farm
houses scattered sparsely along the
river bank, and that from these notice
of the disaster would be sent to the
nearest town.
And so it wns.
Before nightfall several small steam
boats arrived, ant after thnt. but a few
hours elapsed before wo found ourselves
safely at homo, and our adventurous
wedding trip nt nn end.
ButitB results were not ended by any
means. The terrible nervous strain 1
had endured, combined with the severe
burns on my face and hands, threw
me piostrate on a bed of sickness.
When I was nblo to report for duty
again, two weeks later, I learnrd that a
noble gift from the Mobilin’s grateful
passonger —no less a sum than two
thousand dollars—lay in the bank await
ing my order.
Not only tkfs, but the steamboat com
pany hnd voted me a gold medal and the
appointment of pilot of the finest
steamer on their line.
Years have gone by since my brave
wife and I hnd so nearly journeyed out
of the world on our wedding trip. From
pilot I have come to be captuin and part
owner of one of those beautiful floating
palaces that used so to excite my envy;
but never do I pass without a sickening
hudder tho little island whore the Mo
bilia won the stakes in the last race—a
race of tire against steam, of life against
death.
by
too. We will make our wedding trip
together, my dear husband, even if it
be into the next world. Keep to your
duty, and never mind me, Rob. There
is hope for us yet, and if it comes to the
worst, why”—and a brave, sweet smile
crept round her lips—“we arc still to
gether, dear love!”
1 saw it was of no use to urge her any
more, and besides something swelled in
my throat so that I could not utter a
word, so I just gripped the wheel hard
and looked right ahead, though every
thing looked very dim just then, nnd my
devoted darling stool calmly at my
side, watching the flames, that were
creeping closer and closer upon us, leap
ing around the pilot-houso like hungry
demons impatient of their prey.
"Thorpe!" shouted tho captain,
"comedown. Lower her and yourself
over the rail. We’ll catch you. You
cannot stay there any longer. We are
very near the shore now, and the rest
we’ll take our chances for."
It was an awful temptation. I knew
that, did I follow the captain’s advice,
both Mollie and I would be safe, for i
was a good swimmer, and should the
boat not reach the shore I could save
her and myself; but then, if I did this,
would I not deliberately expose every
one of the three hundred souls on board
to destruction? True, the bor.t might
keep to her course during the short
space remaining to be passed, merely
from the rapid impetus of her approach;
but again, she mhht not—and then?
A Forest Disappears.
An occurrence, which may be par
tially or wholly attributable to the rude
shakings which Switzerland has re
cently undergone, is reported from
Quarten, in the canton of St. Gall. A
short time ago the people in the neigh
borhood noticed signs of uneasiness
about the Schnebelbcrg. The summit
of the mountain appeared to be in a
precarious position, and it was feared
that it might slip down and overwhelm
the Schneoelwald, nn extensive wood in
tlio valley below. In anticipation of a
possible catastrophe, great efforts were
made to cut down and carry away as
many trees as possible, though the men
engaged in the work wrought at the
peril of their lives. A few days ago,
when fortunately thero was nobody in
the wood, a deafening report, like the
firing of heavy ariillery, resounded
through the valley, and the mountain
was hidden from view by a thick cloud
of dust. When it dispersed the Schne-
belberg was seen to be shorter by a few
meters, nnd the beautiful wood in the
Murglhal had disappeared beneath
huge avalanche of stones and earth.
Profits n Wall Street.
I looked at my dear wife, inquiringly.
~ ‘ !” she said.
" Stick to your post, Robl” i
A THRILLING ADVENTURE.
FARM, HARDEN AND HOUSEHOLD
Frenchman Vniterso.s the Tanner
Teat Involuntarily In a Canon of
the Yellowstone — Thirteen Daye
Without Food—A Remarkable Epi
sode.
l case of involuntary fasting is related
a gentleman who recently arrived
in Chicago from Montana. Tho name of
tho narrator is Louis Cohn. He is
connected with a system of post trader-
ships in the northwestern Territories,
ami visits Chicago once a year. lie
camo here direct from Fort Keogh,
whioh is situated on the Yellowstone
river. Mr. Colin descended the Yellow
stone and Missouri rivers to Bismarck
on a small steamer that had delivered a
cargo of military supplies at Keogh.
Mr. Cohn vouches for the trutli of tho
story ot suffering which ho relates. It
was by the hardest work that tho
steamer reached its destination at all.
Tho June freshet, as it is termed, was
on at tho time, nnd tho Yellowstone wns
swollen to bursting. In the gorges,
where, on account of the perpendicular
walls of rock—in places 1,000 feet high—
the torrent could not spend its enormous
force in overflow.tho current hnd appar
ently a force of thirty miles an hour. In
ono of these chutes the ticroio little
steamer, trembling and creaking ns if
ready to burst nnd fly into a million
fragments, breasted tho rapids for iivo
hours, in which time it had moved up
stream just three-quarters of a mile.
Hnd anything happened at thnt moment
to deprive the pi lot of his control of tho
cratt, tho boat, cargo and crow would
havo been smashed against tho rocks ns
a fly can be smashed against a wall.
Ono evening as the boat was emerg
ing from ono of the narrowest canons
in tho river, a man named Riche, a
Fronohman, who was working as n
roustabout to pay for his passago to tho
post, caught his foot in the rope, nnd
stumbling, pitched over the guard into
the water. lie wasn’t muoli of n mariner,
nor was lie Bwimmcr enough to cope
with a current ns tumultuous and barbar
ous nsthntof tbe Yellowstone; so, while
as n swimmer he didn't make any percep
tible bend way,as a floater he made won
derful time. Oi course tho crew made
a show of trying to rescuo tho poor
Frenchman but tho pilot had too fresh
a sense of tho difficulties of navigation
in that region to think of dropping back
down the canon after having nearly
worn out a boiler and rnglno in getting
througli it. So, in ten seconds, more
or less, the mnn overboard had been
swept down into tho neck of the gorge,
nnd soon disappeared altogether from
view. The crew said, in chorus, “ Poor
fellow I” and the boat went grinding on
up against the bounding tide.
Thirteen days from that time, at about
the same hour in the evening, the
steamer, on its return trip, with a light
cargo of pelts, shot down through that
same canon nt a fearful rate or Bpeed.
tho current alone, without the help of
steam, carrying the light craft witli
lightning-like velocity. In Die deepest
part of the gorge, upon n patch of beach
that seemed ’to have been formed of
tho debris perpetually dropping from
the stupendous walls of granite, a mnn
was espied in the attitude of signaling the
boat to stop. For a signal he used his
flannel shirt. As soon ns possible the
boat was brought to n landing near
by where the man was standing.
In the meantime the stranger—no not
stranger, for, despite his changed ap
pearance, ho was instantly recognized
by every man of tho crew— had fallen in
a heap upon the strip ot beach. This
nrtnt* irna RSohj tlin “ rnnafn Iron i
Which Pear Trees »o Plant,
Most pear cultivators, writes a corre
spondent, hesitate whether to plant
dwarf or standard trees. We have tried
both and are satisfied tlmt for the or
chard the standard is the better tree.
If any ono wants to cultivate a few pears
iu his garden, the dwarf isj ust the tree
he wants as it comes into benring early,
occupies but little ground, nnd shndes
comparatively a small space. The
dwarf, However, is short-lived, and the
quince roots, on which it is generally
grafted, are especially liable to the at
tacks of tho borer. Whenever and
wherever this miniature tree is planted,
it should be put so deep in the ground
as to entirely cover the quince stock,
and let the pear stock shoot out roots of
Its own. This will promoto longevity
in the tree and lessen the danger from
borers. Good as tho dwarf is in tho
srnnll garden, wo should never plant it
in tho largo orchard. Hero wo plant for
posterity ns well as ourselves, and are
content to wait a fow years before
wo harvest tho fruit. Nor do we havo
to wait so long ns is generally supposed.
Our fathers planted stray coed lings or
root-suckers from somo favorite tree,
and, of course, they were a long time
coming into good bearing condition:
but modern nursery stockB arc grafted
on budded scions or buds from trees al
ready in fruit, and moro is to be appro
bended from too grent than too little
production in their youth.—Exchange.
It is the brokers who make money in
the street, says a New York correspond
ent. Margins may come, and margins
may go, but commissions go on for
ever. The average of a day’s bust
nose nowadays is 300,000 shares. The
broker that sells 100 shares gets an
eighth per cent, of the par value, or
*12 50 for doing so, and the broker who
buys gets the same commission. It
costs, therefore, *25 to turn a hundred
shares, or *75,000 to turn 300,000 shares,
and this sum is about the average paid
for commissions daily. It is distributed
between about eight hundred active
members of the exchange, which gives
an average of nearly *100 apiece. Of
course some of the larger commission
houses get the bulk of the business, but
even the modest brokers make a fair
living. I saw tho balance-sheet of a
firm of smart young fellows who oc
cupy a New street basement, for the fis
cal year ending July 1, and it showed a
clean profit of *80,000; but last year
was the liveliest ever known in Wall
street.
man was Riche, tho " roustabout,” who,
to the surprise of His rescuers, had our
vived the dive nnd dash through the
perilous canon, nnd, by no particularly
effort of his own, had stranded on the
beggarly patch of rocky beach, with a
terrible river on two sides of him and
ernnite walls on the other twoshlus. Ho
remembered falling overboard, and,
moro vividly still, lie remembered roll
ing up saloly on the rocks, somewhat
bruised and with throat and nostrils
gorged witli water, but ho could give no
idea of the time spent in tho water, nor
of tho number of days that had elapsed
since the crow had cruelly abandoned
him to his fate.
Mr. Conn says that Riche’s condition
was wretched to the lastextreme. When
found and taken aboard the boat he
could not articulate his words intelli
gibly. He had taken nothing but river
water into his stomach during the thir
teen days of his isolation. When, under
the judicious application of stimulating
feed, lie was restored sufficiently to be
able to converse, he told them that his
only hope had been that a steamer
would come along ind that he would be
able to make himself discovered. As
the pinching pangs of starvation in
creased, he would lie for hours with
ear close to the water, momen
tarily imagining that he couid hear the
pulsations of a steamer breasting and
braving the rapids. After a few days
his stomach rejected water, and, as that
was the best and only offering he had to
give, it was forced to feed upon itself,
and it was doing this at a ruinously
rapid rale wiien succor came. Riche
who, apparently, had been a man of 160
pounds weight, was a skeleton when
rescued, ami had uot stiength enough
to lilt both hands to his face at once. He
said that several times fine, large trout
disported themselves iu the shallows at
bis feet, and once he threw himself
sprawling into the water and thrust his
hands along the graveled bottom in the
hope of clutching one of the fish, but
they eluded his desperate grasp, and lie
was left to the despairing reflection that
there were millions of fish within reach
and not even a minnow to eat. He was al
most hopeless one night—a dreadfully
black and tempestuous night. The bolts
of lightning seemed to fill the gorge from
wall to wall. The wind blew so hard
that the river lashed the rocks with a
fury that terrified him, for he expected
every moment to be swept from his
mooring and carried out to certain
death. He explained, as a reason for
not taking to water and swimming to a
landing whence he could escape from
the canon, that ho was not certain that
there were any other place near at hand
where he could effect a landing at all,
and prudence suggested that, inasmuch
as he was only an awkward swimmer
at best, he liad better stick to his moor
ing, desperate as it was.
Recipes
Dyspepsia Bread.—Ono pint bowl of
gralmm flour: dissolve one-half tea
spoonful of soda in two-thirds of a cup
oi yeast and add to the mixture ono ten-
cupfql of molnsscs; pour In sufficient
warm water to make it somewhat thin
ner thnn flour brend.
Lemon Pudding.—Tho peels of two
large lemons grated on sugar, or boiled
ana boalcn in a mortar, half a pound of
sugar, the juice of p. large lemon, halt u
)ound of butter, ten eggs, leaving out
lalf of the whites. Bear ail together,
and putting n puff pasto in tho bottom ot
your plntc, bake it.
Gingerbread Nuts.—Ono quart of
molasses, three pints of flour, one pint
oi corn meal, one pound of butter, half
a pound of coarse brown sugar, nn
ounce of nllspicc, a teaspoonful of
cloven, a teaspoonful of cinnamon, and
two ounces of ginger. Put tho molasscB
in a mug, men add to it tho butter and
sugar; have on the Are a saucepan of
The Little Ones.
Ob, when at dawn tho children wake,
And patter up and down the stairs,
The flowers and leaves a glory take,
Tho rosy light n splendor shares
That nevermore those eyes would see,
If my swoet ones wore gone from me.
And whon at eve they waloh and wait
To told me in their arms so white,
My burdens, whether small or great,
Are charmod away by calm delight;
And, shotting out the world, I live
Tho purest moments life can give.
But when at bed-time round me kneel
Woo, tender, loving, white-robed torms,
With hand upraisod in lond appeal—
Alt, then are hushed file’s weary storms,
And heaven seems vory near to me,
With my swoot darlings ronnd my knee!
—Baldwin,’» Monthly.
m
ITEMS OF INTEREST.
ng water, in which set tho mug and
its contents. Lot it stand until the but
ter nnd sugar nro dissolved. In tho
meantime mix the spices, all pounded,
witli the flour nnd meal. Afterward
knead the whole together, ana cut into
cakes not Inrgor in circumference than a
silver half-dollar. Bake them about n
quarter of an hour, but be careful not to
let them burn.
Vienna Roli.s.—Have ready in
bowl a tenspoonlul of butter, made
soft by warming a little und stirring
with a spoon. Add to one partot un
sifted flour two heaping spoonfuls of
baking powder, mix nnd sift thorough
ly together, nnd place in the bowl
witli the butter, with sweet milk add
ed, form a dough of usum stiffness, stir
ring into the milk first a half teasnoon-
lul of salt. Knead the dougii ana then
roil it half an inch thiok, and then cut
with a largo round cutter; fold each one
over to form a half round, wetting n
little between the folds to mnke them
stick; place them on buttered pans, so
as not to touch each other: wash over
on top with milk to give them a gloss,
and bake immediately in a hot oven
about twenty minutes. It will do them
no iiarm to stand half an hour before
baking, if it is dCBired.
Household Hints.
To cleanse ivory ornaments, rub thorn
well with f esh butter—t. c., without
salt—and put them in the sunshine.
To remove lime from teakettles boll
potatoes in the skins in the kettle till the
deposit of limo shells off, then to keep it
off boil a kettlo full once a wcok.
A cemented cistern should bo left for
a wock or ten days for the cement to
set nnd harden before the water is let
in. If the bottom leaks after that the
cement must have been of poor quality.
If water in which quassia chips have
been boiled in is put upon the exposed
parts of the body and left to dry there,
mosquitoes and flies will not trouble the
surfaco bj protected. Quassia water is
harmless to children aud grown people
but death to insects.
To keep a stove free from rust in any
atmosphero you have only to rub off all
the rust you can nnd varnish it with
common varnish. In the autumn when
you wish to put it up again the varnish
will ail burn off in a very short time
and all odor irom it will go with it.
The parasites which effect canaries
may be got rid of by merely placing a
clean white cloth over the cage at night.
In the morning it will be covered with
very minute red spots, almost invisible
without a microscope. These are the
vermin so annoying and so fatal to the
birds.
Oh, wad somo power thegiitio gio us,
To treat tho mosquito as tho mosquito
treats us,
It would Into manifold Bufferings freo us,
And give our noils a ohanoe to grow.
—Sanrlle Slone.
When Jemima went to school she was
asked why the noun bachelor was singu
lar. " Because,” she replied, " it’s so
ve^r singular that they don’t get mar-
All endeavors to bring the domestic
fly to that desirable state of tameness
whioh would prompt him to sit on the
window-sill instead of your ear, have
proved futile.
The largest cotton-seed oil mill in the
United States is being erected in Little
Rock, Ark. It will have a capaeity lor
using 300 tons of cotton-seed per day.
The work will employ 650 men.
At a celebration back in tbo country
a female orator arose nnd begun: " This
is our 104th anniversary.” A wicked
young mnn away back in the crowd
yelled out: “ Good gracious! you don’t
lcofc that old."—Modern Argo.
An Atlanta girl who reads the news
papers was proposed to recently by a
nice young mnn. She reflected a mo
ment and then asked for time to pre
pare her letter of acceptance. Evidently
she proposes to formulate her own
platform.
" lias the cooking book any pictures?”
inked n young Indy of a bookseller.
“ Not one,” replied the denier in books.
"Why,” exclaimed the witty miss,
"what is the use of telling us howto
make a dinner it you give us no plates?'
—Lou.-ell Hun.
The other day a swarm of bees lit on
a pear treo, and tho boy who barsained
todri ve them off with a horsewhip hasn’t
got eyesight enougli to see whether his
Bister’s fellow kisses her on the porch,
or hurriedly deposits the thing smack
on her lips.— Oweqo record.
For a few brief days the orohards are
white with blossoms. They soon turn
to fruit or else float away, useless and
wasted, upon the idle breeze. So will
it bo wi.li present feelings. They must
be deepened into decision or be entirely
dissipated by delay.
Little Robby came home with his new
hat limp ns a dishcloth. “For good
ness’ sake 1” cried his mother, “ where
havo you been?” Robby began to
whimper as he replied: “ A feller threw
my hat into tho frog pond." " Oh,
Robby I” exclaimed ills sister, " you
threw it in yourself. I saw you doit!"
" Well,” said Robbv, contemptuously,
ain’t I a feller?’’—Boston Transcript.
A man may bo as wiso as King
Solomon in all IDs glory; he may
achieve fame in the highest walks of
life; his eloquence may resound through
tho halls of Congress, and lie may be the
most honored man in the whole coun
try ; he may be all and havo all this,
and yet when he wishes to ascertain
how many days thero arc in any certain
month, there Is no help for it, he must
repeat with the least of us the ancient
rhyme beginning: "Thirty days hath
September."—llomc Sentinel.
“Knowledge is Power.”
In some paits of Germany, instead of
smoking meat to preserve it, it is hung
up in a dry, well-ventilated room, ana
painted over with wood vinegar (pyro
ligneous acid), an acid distilled over
when wood is burned in air-tight stovos,
or any other place where there is not
free access of atmospheric air. The
painting three or four times with this
vinegar answers every purpose of smok
ing. It protects tho meat from insects,
fungi and putrefaction.
In a crowded city street an ill-natured
mastiff seized a little dog by the throat,
and threatened to strangle him. A
crowd soon gathered, full of sympathy
fjr the little sufferer and of anger
against the mastiff. Words and blows
wero freely used to compel him to let go
his hold, and stones and clubs were
brought os additional arguments. But
the ugly brute hold on the more tena
ciously, and the case of the poor little dog
seemed hopeless.
When everybody was at his wit’s
ends, a dandy, exquisitely dressed,
happened along. Looking with a sort
of contempt on the mongrel crowd, he
said, in a consequential tone, “ Leave
him to mo.” The laugh was general at
his expense.
But, with admirable coolness, draw
ing from his pocket a golden snuff box.
he held two or three pinches of anaff
under the nose of the mastiff. While
the mouth was closed the mastiff could
breathe only through tho nostrils. In a
moment tho snuff did its work. Tho
brute began sneezing vigorously,
dropped the little dog, and, half fright
ened, took to his heels. The dandy,
looking around complacently on the
crowd, said, “Knowledge is power,”
and went on his way.
William L. Stein undertook to kill a
man at Petersburg, 111., but in the fight
that ensued his weapon was accident
ally discharged, the ball entering his
own skull nnd causing almost instant
death.
New York Cities.
The following table shows tho popu
lation of some of the principal cities in
the State of New York, as returned by
the oensus, with their relative standing
and their population in 1875 and 1870:
Cilia. 1880. 1875. 1870.
Now York 1,209,561 1,041,886 942,292
Brooklyn 554,693
Bulla o 154,706
Albany 90,713
Rochester 89,887
Troy 56 498
Syraouse 51.217
Utica 33,927
Aaburn 21,018
Oswogo 21,102
Elmira 20,678
Poughkeepsie .. 20,203
Cohoes 21,122
Yonkers 18,924
Nowburg 18,075
Kingston 17 489
Binghamton..., 17,110
Rome 12,045
Hudson 8,779
Lansingburgh.. 7,760
482,493
134 567
86 511
81,722
49,531
48,255
32.436
19,649
22,428
20.436
20,022
17,493
17,232
17,322
20,445
16,518
12,251
8,784
0,924
396,099
117,714
69,422
62,386
44,633
43,051
28,804
17,226
20,910
15,863
20,080
16,367
17,014
12,692
11,000
8,615
0,802
Strangling Widows in Fiji.
There is no uniformity of custom in
Fiji, so that no description of what is
done by any one tribe can be taken as
applicable to ail the others. The strang
ling of widows, however, that they may
be buried with their husbands, seems to
have been everywhere practiced. Thi
widow’s brother performs the operation
and is thenceforward treated with
marked respect by liiB brother-in-law’s
kinsfolk, who present him with a piece
of land, over whiciithe strangling cord
is hung up. Should he, however, fail
to strangle his sister, he is despised.
When a woman iB about to be strangled,
she is made to kneel down, and the cord
(a strip of native cloth) is put round
her neck. She is then told to expel her
breath as long as possible, and when
she can endure no lomrer to stretch out
her hand as a signal, whereupon the
cord is tightened and soon all is over.
It is believed that if this direction b?
followed insensibility ensues immedi
ately on the tightening of the cord,
whereas if inhalation has taken place
there is an interval of suffering.
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The ToUet or Elegance.
For preserving the complexion—Tem
per nnce.
For whitening the hands—Honesty.
For sweetening the breath—Truth.
I’o remove stains—Repentance.
For improving the sight—Observa
tion
A beautiful ring—The family circle.
For improving the voice—Civility.sffj
The best companion to the toilet—A
wife.
.Tokeep away moths—Good society.