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BY BREWSTER & SHARP. The Cherokee Georgian 16 PUBLISHED EVERY WEDNESDAY BY BREWSTER & SHARP. RATES OF SUBSCRIPTION', (POSITIVELY IN ADVANCE.) Single copy, 12 months $1 50 Single copy, 8 months 100 Single copy 6 months 75 Single copy, 4 months 50 ADVERTISING RATES, Space | 1 in. | 2 in. | 3m. | 6m. | 12 m. 1 inch |1250 | $350 | $4~50 | S7OO I 'slo 00 SWa | 350 | 500 | 650 j 1000 | 15 00 Sine’s | gOO f 750 | 10 00 I*l4 00 | 2d 00 I inc’s j 650 j 900 j it 50J 18 00 | 25 00 14 col. I 10 00 I 12 50 I 16 00 | 25 00 | 40 00 Vs‘cfT.Ti2 50T 16 00 |2500 | 3750 I 5000 col. | 15 00 |25 00J 35 00 f 4500 | 65 00 CccTlT'2o 00 | 35 00 j 50 00 | 65 00 | 100 00 DIRECTORY- STATE GOVERNMENT. James M. Smith, Governor. N. C. Barnet, Secretary of State. J. W. Goldsmith, Comptroller General. John Jones, Treasurer. Joel Branham, Librarian. John T. Brown, Principal Keeper of the Penitentiary. Gustavus J. Orr, State School Commis sioner. J. N. Janes, Commissioner of Agricul ture. Thomas D. Little, State Geologist. JUDICIAL. BLUE RIDGE CIRCUIT. Noel B. Knight, Judge. U. D. Phillips, Solicitor General. Time of Holding Court. Cherokee —Fourth Monday in Febru ary, and first Monday in August. Cobb—Second Monday in March and November. Dawson—Third Monday in April and second onday in September. Fannin —Third Monday in May and Oc tober. Forsyth—First Monday in April and fourth Mo nd y in August. Gil'.ier —Second Monday in May and October. i Lumpkin—Second Monday in April and first Monday in September. Milton —Fourth Monday in March and third Monday in August. Pickens —Fourth Monday in April and September. Towns—Monday after fourth Monday iu Mav and October. Union —Fourth Monday in Mav and Oc tober. COUNTY’ OFFICERS. C. M. McClure, Ordinary. Regular court first Monday in each month. J. W. Hudson, Chrk Superior Court. M. P. Morris, Sheriff. E. G. Gramling, Deputy Sheriff. J-'hn G. Evans, Treasurer. Wm N. Wilson, Tax Receiver. Joseph G. Dupree, Tax Collector. Wm. W. Hawkins, Surveyor. * Wm. Hampley, Coroner. JUSTICE COURT—CANTON DIS. Joseph E Hutwni, J. P. R. F. Daniel. N. P. H. G. Daniel, L. C TOWN GOVERNMENT. W. A. Teaseley, Mayor. J. W. Hudson, Recorder. James 11. Kilby, Jabcz Gal-. J. M. Har din, j. M. McAtee, Theodore Turk, Alder men. COUNTY’ BOARD OF EDUCATION. James O. Dowda, President. James W. Hudson, County School Com missioner. Prof. James U. Vincent, Examiner. Joseph M. McAfee, Allen Keith, Joseph J. Maddox, John R. Moore. Meetings quarterly, in the court-house. CHEROKEE TEACHERS’ ASSOCIA TION. James O. Dowda, President. M. B. Tuggle, Vice-President. 6. M. McClure, Secretary. J. W. Attaway, Treasurer. John D. Attaway, Censor Morum. Prof. James U. Vincent, Association Cor respondent Regular meetings every second Saturday in tach month, at 10 a. m. RELIGIOUS. Baptist Church, Canton Ga., time of service fourth Sunday in each month. Rev. M. B. Tuggk', Pastor. M. E. Chinch, time of service, preachers iu charge. Rev. W. G. Hanson, fiist Sunday. Rev. B. E. Istdbelter, second. Rev. J. M. Hardin, third. MASONIC. Canton Lodok, No. 77, meets first and third Monday nights in each month. James A. Stephens, W. M. Joacpb M. McAtee, Secretary. Sixes Lodge. No. 283, meets first and third Saturdays, 2 p. in. C. M. McClure, W. M. O. W. Puttuftu, Secretary. * * GOOD TEMPLARS. Canton Lodge, No. 119, meets every Saturday, 8 p. in. B. E. Lcdlx tier, W. C. T. James W. Hudson, Secretary. GRANGE. CanUm Grange No. 235, Canton Ga. Jabva Galt. Master. , M. JkA&v, Secretary. The Cherokee Georgian. THE A UTUMN OF THE WORLD. The last wan petals leave the rose, The latest swallows plume for flight, The summer’s gone where no one knows. With dead men's love, and spent year’s light, And warm hearts buried out of sight Red roses are the crown of youth ; The warm light strike* on lovers’ lips ; Laiigh though, and fondle happy mouth, And yet, remember, sweet time slips, Death hurries on with full eclipse So short, so sad ! Oh, let not death Find only faded flowers and wine, When, hungry for the joyous breath That dreams not of the year’s decline, He lays his cold white mouth to thine 1 Cling to the flying hours; and yet Let one pure hope, one great desire, Like song on dying lips be set. That, ere we fall in scattered fire, Our hopes may lift the world’s heart higher. Here, in the autumn month of time, , i Before the great new year can break, Some little way our feet should climb, Some, little mark our words should make For liberty and manhood’s sake ! Clear brain and sympathetic heart, A spirit on flame with love for man, Hand swift to labor, slow to pait — If any good since time began, The soul can fashion, such souls can. And so, when we are dead and past. The undying w rid will some day reach Its glorious hour of dawn at last, And we across Time’s sunken beach May smile, one moment, each to each. * ’Cor firmat ion s S’ rong. ” Early in June, 1815, says L. B. P-octor in the Buffalo Cornier, Chancellor Kent and bis wife, in a private carriage, left their home in the city of New Y r ork on a tour to the “Country of the Genesee,” as Western New York was then called. At that time, though the distance did not exceed 370 miles, the journey was more toilsome, pro tracted and dangerous than a trip Horn New York to Kansas, Dakota, Oregon, Colorado or California now is. Canaoda’gua, or Canaibigna, as it was then called, was a frontier town, surrounded by an a'most in term'uable forest, and Buffalo a place that marked the most distant boundary of the far, far west. On the fifth day of their jomney the travelers reached then that wond-t fill struct ure, Cayuga bridge, pieced there fifteen years previously by the celebrated Manhat tan company of New Y’oik city. Crossing the biidge the travelers contin ued their join ney, hoping to reach Caniulai gua before n'glit. But unfortunately the chance’lor mistook the road he had been di>ec ed to fake, lost his way, and night oveitook hnn while yet many mi’es from Ids place of destination. As he was natu rally adventurous and daring, the d°ep, dink woodlands a.ound gave him no fetus. Not so with Mie. Kent. Iler life had been spent in the city of New Y’ork. The chan cellor urged his weary hoises onwa'd with the hope of gaining some place of safety :.nd sheber fur the night, wu’lc b’s w»fc clung in tenor to his a.m. But the daikoess became so deep that if was impossible to proceed, and the travel iis believed themselves doomed to spend the n’ght in the open forest exposed to all its ho ros and dangeis. But just as Kent brought his horses to a halt, a light suddenly gleamed out of interstices between the trees, a short distance ahead. Pushing onwaid once moie, the tiavelvs focud themselves in a few moments in front of a coin To. table log house standing rear the roadside. A woman apparently tbhty years of pge, with a lighted candle iu her hand, comes to the door. “My good woman, myself and my wife, the lady in with me, are uavel eis on our w.iy to Canadaigua, but we have lost the wry: night is upon us and we can go bo limber. Can you give us shelter for the n’ ;ht some supper and something for our hoises?” ssked Kent. ‘We ere poor folks,’ said the woman, end I'm a’one. My man is chopping over in the Eill'nt,B scSllement, three miles oT, and he won’t be home in an hour. Y’ou are Strengers, and I don’t—but you look like respectable people, and I guess you can stay he e. 1H give you something to eat, if it ria’t quite so good, and I'll fodder your hoises, too Y’our woman there had better g«t out and come in, while I put the horses io the stable.’ Ms. Kent obeyed. W'«h the help of Kent the horses w’ere unbainessed, led to the stable and fed. In a short time the wo man prepared a homely but acceptable supper for her guests. When the meal was finished she said: ‘I ’spose you’re tit ed and waut to go to bed. Thai’s our bed in the coiner there, but you can sleep in it to-night. I and my man can sleep oveihead. I’ll just set his supper on the table; when he conies he 11 eat it, but be won’t disturb you; then he 11 come up to be w here I am.’ So saying she placed her man's evening's repast on the table, lit another candle, then aset nded a ladder leading to a soil of scut tle hole, thiough which she crawled. In a few moments she w.xs in bed lost in sleep. TUv trawlers also retired to rest Tired CANTOxV, CHEROKEE COUNTY, GA, WEDNESDAY, NOVEMBER 3, 1875. Virtue and Intelligence—-The Safeguards of Liberty. nature hurried them swiftly on to the land of dreams. Suddenly the Chancellor started up, exclaiming: ‘Bessi ’, that outside door is not fastened. Presently the man of the house w ill return, and seeing me in bed here w’ith you, he will of course think you are his wife, and, Bes sie, he won’t relish that. B -ing a wood chopper, he will have his axe with him, and before I can explain matters, the Chancellor of this state will stand a pretty good chance to be chopped to pieces—not a pleasant thing to think of, Bessie.’ ‘lt is a bad matter. While he is chop ping you up he may include me in the ex ercise. ‘What can you do?’ said Mrs. Kent.’ ‘I tell you, Bessie, what I’ll do. I’ll push that table against the door. When the tn.an comes it will take him some time to remove it. YVlu’le be is doing so I can e.r plain maVe sto him,’ said the Chancellor. Accoidingly he arose, took hold of the tab’e to push it against the door. While in the ret he heard heavy footsteps approach ing; the next instant a man of gigantic size, in his shirt sleeves, wearing a bear-skin cap on his head, pushed the door open and en tend the room. The first object that greeted his sight was the Chancellor, with no cloth’ng on him bu t his shirt. Glancing nt the bed, he saw’, as he supposed, his wife there, and the situation became painfully apparent to him. Furious with jealousy, he exclaimed: ‘Who the devil are you. in my house in your sh’rt-tail this time of night? Damn you! I’ve caught you, whoever you are.’ ‘lt’s all light, my good sir,’said Kent, tiying to explain matters. ‘lt’s all right. I am— ’ ‘AH I'ght! AH right? You be d—d,’ thundered the man. ‘I sec—didn’t expect me home. Thought you’d fasten me out when I did come—was going to have things your ow’n way, hey ? But I caught you—happened round at the nick of time.’ ‘P.ay let me explain, si’,’ said the Chan cellor. and my wife there.’ ‘Your wife! Your w'fe! Good Gol! What a bold cus n - you are. I know who you a e now. You’re Sam Flickner, that use to couit my wife, a« I beard ted. Now, Fl'c’iner, what have you to say for you.seif, you cuss?’ “My name is no. Flickner. It is James Kent. lam the Chancellor of the state of New York. That is my wife, Bessie, that is in bed there. Your wife is up stairs all light There is your supper on the table. Eat it for gracious sake !’ said Kent in a binried manner. ‘Chancellor of the state of New York, hoy ? What the devil is the Chancellor of New Y’ork doing in my house this time of night in lus shirt-tail ? Damn pretty way to get out of a sciape—lay it to the Chancel lor of New Yon;, hey? If he had caught you in his house as I have caught you, he’d chancel you. I say you are Bam Flickner, and I’ll lick hell out of you,’ said the man advancing toward Kent with a fist that looked like a sledge-hammer. At this ciiiical moment his wife put her head down the hatchway, exclaiming, ‘Hold on, Jim ' I’m un here all right; he hain’t been near me, and I’m all straight and right. They have lost their way; I guess they are good folks, and I’ve given cm our bed ; eat your supper and come uirhere to bed; don’t make such a bear of yourself. If I hadn’t been sound asleep when you came all this fuss wouldn’t have happened.’ This ad dress brought things to a proper un.’er s anding. The man anologized for his hastiness; said he‘didn’t believe his wife was that kind of a woman, though at first things looked awfully against her ; besides that, he knowed Sam Flickner was a cuss.’ The Chancellor went to bed. The man sat down to his supper, and when it was finished retired quietly to his bed up stabs ; and soon all the inmates of the house were wrapped in slumber. The next morning the hostess prepared he- gucs‘3 a comfort able breakfast. Iler man repeated his apol ogies of the last night, gave them careful di rections regarding their toad, and with many good wishes,hade them adieu. A few hours’ ride brought them to Canadaigua, where they became the guests of John C. Spencer. Fridax Not an Unlucky Day.—Fri day, long regarded as a day of ill omen, has been an eventful one in American his toiy. Friday, Christopher Columbus sailed on his voyage of discovering America. Friday, Hemy VIII. of England gave John Cabot hi» commission which led to the discovery of North America. Friday, the Mayflower, with the pilgrims, arrived at Plymouth. Friday, they signed the August compact, the forerunner of the present constitution. Friday, George Washington was born. Friday, Bunker hill was seized and forti fied. Friday, the sun coder of Saratoga was made. Friday, the surrender of Cornwallis oc curred at Yorktown. Fi iday, the .notion w is made in Congress that the United States were, an J ought to ' be, free and independent Man Not Degenerating. There never was a delusion with less evidence for it, except a permanent impres sion among mankind, which is often the result, not of accumulated experience, but of an ever-ienew’ing discontent with the actual state of things. There, is not the slightest evidence anywhere that man was ever bigger, stronger, swifter, or more en during under the same conditions of food and climate than he is now. As to the bigness, the evidence is posi tive. Modern Egyptians arc as big as the nnimmfrs who were conquerors in their day, and modern Englishmen are bigger. There arc not m existence a thousand coats of aimor which an English regiment could put on. Very few moderns can use ancient swoids, because the hilts are too small for the’r hands. Endless wealth and ski l ! weie expended in picking gladiators, and there is no evidence that a man among them was as big or as strong as Shaw. No skeleton, no statue, no picture, indicates that men in general were bigger. The Jews of to day are as large as they were in Egypt, or larger. The people of the Romagna have all the bearing and more than the size of the Roman "oldiery. No feat is recorded as usual with Greek athletes which English aciobats could not peifoi m now. There is no naked savage tribe which naked Cornish men or Yorkshiremen could not s tangle. No race existed of which a thousand men similarly armed would de feat an English, or German, or Russian regiment of equal numbers. Nothing is recoided of our forefathers here in England wired Englishmen can not do, unless it be some feats of archery, which were the re sults of a long training of the eye contin ued for generations. The most civilised and luxurious family that ever existed (the European royal casts, for instance,) is phys ically as big, healthy, and as powerful as any people of whom wc have any account that science can accept. Thieis’s French men are equal to those in Caesar’s Gaul in all bodily conditions, and with an increased power of keeping alive, which may be partly owing to improved condition of liv ing, but is probably owing still more to developed vitality. There is no evidence that even the feeble races are feebler than they became after their first acclimatization. The Bengalee was what we know him twelve hundred years ago, and the China man was represented on poicelain just as he is now before the birth of Christ. No iace ever multiplied like the Anglo-Saxon, which has had no advantage of climate, and ti'l lately no particular advantage of food. Physical condition depends on phys ical conditions, and why should a race better fed, better clothed, and better housed thanitever was before degeneiate? Be cause it eats corn instead of berries ? Com pare the California and the Digger Indian. Because it wears clothes? The wearing of clothes, if burdensome—which the experi ence of army doctois in India as to the best costume for matching makes excessively doubtful, they declaring unanimously that breechless men suffer fiom varicose veins, as men wearing trousers do not —must op eiatc as a permanent physical tunning. Y’ou cairy weight habitually. Because they keep indoors? Compare English pio fessionals with Tasmanian savages, living in identically the same climate, but living out of doors. The conditions of civilization not only do not prohibit Captain Webb, who would have oit-walked, out-swum, or strangled any German that Tacitus ever romanced about, but they enabled him to live to sev enty instead of dying at forty-five, as two thousand yeais ago he, then probably a s!ave bred for the arena, would have done. That the human race, even under the best conditions, advances very little in phys ical capacities, is true; but then it is true also that those conditions are not fatal to the most poweifulof the old improving forces, the survival of the fittest. Still an advance is perceptible in vital power, and we question whether a Greek swimmer would ever have crossed ftom Dover to Calais, just as strongly as we question whether the ancient woild ever possessed a horse which would have achieved a place at Epsom. Why should men glow feeble in civilization any more than hoises. — [ London Spectator. Who is Rich.—The man with good,/hm health is rich. So is the man with a clear conscience. So is the parent of rigorous children. So is the editor of a paper with a big subscription list- So is the clergyman whose coat the chil dren pluck as he passes them in their play- So is the wife who has the whole heart of a good husband. So is the child who goes to sleep with a kiss on its lips, and for w’hose waking a blessing aweits. So is the maiden whose horizon is not bounded by the coming man, but who has • a purpose in life, whether she meets him or 1 not So is the young man who, laying his hand upon bis heart, can say, “I hive treat ed every woman I ever met as I should wish my sister treated by other men.” Dr. Pierce ou Pin-Backs. The Rev. Lovick Pi<-rce, D. D., has a long farewell address to ladies in the Southern Christian Advocate, in which he thus forci bly and impertinently pays his respects to the present abominable style of pin-back dresses: The graduates of the Wesleyan Ferna.e Colb go have fully verified all I ever plead in woman’s favor as to original mental en dowmen's. but have utterly failed to estab lish the moral evidence of a great mind by the despising of little things, especially rid iculous fashions, than which none more so has ever dishonored your sex than the present pin-back fashion Since 1807, at which time I was stationed in Augusta and when tight d’esses on young ladies was carried so far that covering was all they aimed at, concealment was ignored. This outrage upon womanly propriety went on until the lacerated sense of female mod . sty left to the surviving matrons of the day and the disgust of gentlemen who had a much higher sense of worn tin’s place in society than making herself the amusement of lib ertines, airested it by unmistakable denun ciation. These shameful dresses were na !e tight wittingly. The pattern was as scant as the dress. But the advance of mental culture for sixty-eight years, all th-t the fashion following women have gained, is plenty of goods for a fu’l flowing dress, but pinned back without any grace, for a graceiul pinning-back, eveiy candid woman will acknowledge, is a very natural impossibility. Hence, to make tight, so as to meet the most ridiculous demand of fashion ever imposed on women, it is by pinning-back an otherwise ample dress, so a to force a covered display of close wrapped joints and ankles. So has this mania seized upon our women, that even elderly ladies, that could not brook so glaring an exposure will, nevertheless, pin-back a little. How is this ? YVhy is this ? There is not a lady in Georgia in whom the normal has not been sacrificed as an offering to the abnor mal, but what will admit that this pinning back of dresses up to the tight point, is the most supremely ridiculous and ugly fashion ever taken on by our cuU’vated ladies. < A Good Story Spoiled.—Hon. L. B. Minzer, Solona, California, has spoiled that well-known little story about Gen. Taylor sayhig at Buena Vista: “A little more grape, Capt. Bragg.” Minzer was at a banquet of Mexican war veterans in San Francisco the other evening, and made the following statement as to what Gen. Tay lor did say : “Holding the position of interpreter on the staff of Gen. Taylo’-, I was seated on my ho se, immediately near him, when Captain Bragg dashed buiiiedly up, saluted the Geneial; ‘Ge.ieial, I shall have to fa'l back w'th my battery, or 1 >se it.” Severa' of his guns bed a’ready been d smoua e 1, a ]a ge poiifon of bis bo;sc kU'ed an I about tbiriy of bis men were p ositale on the heath. On receiving the repojt, General Tayfor tinned on bishoise and su’veved the situation for a few seconds—he required no field glass, fo r the scene of conflict was not far removed—and the reply was: “Captain Bragg, it is better to lo<e a batteiy than a battle ” This was the interview on which was based the famous slang phrase that was uttered bv the General to whom it is im puted. Captain Bragg returned to his bat tei v with renewed determinatfon, and, by the efforts of that gal’ant officer and his brave command, the tide of the battle was turned and the greatest victory of the war was won. Unfailing Weather Sicn. —For more than twenty-five years we have known a sign by which to determine the probability Os rain forthat day, which wc have not seen to fail in a single instance, and wc publish it that others may verify its certain ty, if they choose. Go out early in the morning, in the spring, summer and fall, and if the earth and field spideis haze, over night, woven their fresh webs over the grass, and about the bushes and fences, set it down for a fair day, even if it looks like the rain will pour down in five minutes The instinct of the spiders never fools them. They are wiser and surer than General Myers and all of his calculations of proba bilities. A knowledge of this fact may be a sure guide to the farmer as to his day’s work." —[Gallatin (Tenn.) Examiner. Masonry.—The universality of Masonry is well illustrated in the First Masonic lodge of Jerusalem, the master of which is an American, the past master an English man, the senior warden a German, the junior warden a native, the treasurer a Turk, the secretary a Frenchman, the jun ior deacon a Turk. There are Christians, Jews and Mahometans in the lodge. A tree in Ceylon is said to have been standing more than two thousand years. The Buddhist priests sell its leaves as a panacea for sin, and it is a real bonanza to these pious teachers. The three wonders of the world at pres ent arc: How fluff accumulates in vest pockets, where the pins go, and why when one woman passes another she invariably turns up her nose and looks back. VOLUME 1.-NUMBER 14. Eighteen Hnndred Years After* Death. A correspondent of Appl ton’s Journal writing of excavations at Pompeii says: Among the most interesting of the objects found recently are two skeletons, one of a somewhat elderly man, the other of a wo man. They were found in the Via Stabiw among the ashes of the last eruption, evf-- dently ovei taken in their flight and burled among the cinders. According to the usual method employe 1 to preserve the extenml appearance ot objects, liquid plaster was poured into the cavity, which, serving as a mold, a sac simile of the forms was obtained;; and thus perfectly preserved the statue-like bodies were placed in glass cases in the Pompeii museum. While appreciating all the horror of such a death, and the suffering endured, as shown by the postion of the’ limbs, one cannot but imagine what would' have been the astonishment of that man auaT woman had some prophet informed them that eighteen hundred years after their death their forms and even as much of their garments as were not consumed in the eruption would be placed in a museum for inspection by a multitude of sight-seers, seme fiom lands the existence of which they never dreamed of. The poor woman is lying on her face, and even the form 61 her hair, put up behind, seen. One arm shields her forehead, and she is supported by the other. Her stony limbs are well formed, and traces of a garment are seen passing in folds around her. The man, although placed on his back in the exhibit tion, vhen found was turned on his side. One arm rests on his hip; the other is up lifted. The face is somewhat distorted, but massive and smoothly shaven. Even the form of the fastening of the sandals around his ankle, and of the Jong button higher up on the leg to bold them, is cfoarly seen. The limbs are partly drawn up. The skel eton of a tolerable If.rgc dog, also recently found, is in the museum of Pompeii, his whole form preserved in plaster, in the same manner as those just mentioned. He is lying on his back, writhing in suffering, biting his hind leg. The rings in his collar are plainly seen. Paddy to the Front Again. —An> Irishman had sold his farm, and moved all* his personal property to one adjoining,, which he had purchased. He claimed that stable manure was per sonal property and not real estate, and commenced moving the same—a lawsuit ensued, and the court decided against him.. His final remarks to the Judge, after the jury had found a verdict against him, were a? follows: “Mr. Judge, a horse and a cow are pen* sonal property!” “Yes,” answered the Judge. “Mr. Judge, corn, oats, hay, and so forth, are personal property!” “Yes,” responded the Judge. “Then,” says Pat, “how in the devil can personal property eat personal property and produce real estate?” Tnu term of “grass widow” is said to be a corruption of “gr ace widow.” “Grace widow” is the te’m applied to one who be comes a widow hy grace or favor, and not by the death of her husband, and orMnateif in the early ages of European civilization, when divorces were granted but seldom, and wholly by the Catholic church. When such a decree was granted to a woman, the papal restrict stated “Vidua de gratia,** which, interpreted, is “widow of grace.” In' the law of the French it would read ‘Veuve de grace,” or “grace widow,” “veuve” being translated as “widow.” An elephant in Calcutta, completely blinded by a disease of the eyes, was treat ed with nitrate of silver, and gave a most extraordinary roar at the acute pain which it occasioned. The application partly re stored the animal’s sight, and the next day# when he heard the doctor’s voice, he lay down of himself, placed his enormous head on one side, curled up his trunk, drew his breath just like a man about to endure an operation, gave a sigh of relief when it was over, and then by trunk and gesture evidently wished to express his gratitude. TrrE whole number of locomotives in the world is estimated at fifty thousand, of which nearly fifteen thousand are in the United States, and nearly eleven thousand in Great Britain. The aggregate horse power is estimated at ten millions, and all the engines in the United States —locomo- tives, marine, and stationary—are supposed to foot up fourteen millions horse-power. It is sa>d that the game of chess was in vented by a tender woman, more than two thousand years ago. She was a queen, and played the first game with the teeth she had extracted from one of her slaughtered enemies. On the last day of 1874 the printing of the Old Testament in the Mandarin dialect was completed, so that now the Cbinetft, have the Scriptures entire, as the New Tes tament has been already published. To restore a common-place truth to its first uncommon luster, you need only trans late it into action. .