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r IKHCtiniMl SATES One jr«r.. 2 ..l.i.l,...* 1 51 Hjx nionihs,. !. ...£, 75 Three mo&tha,. Vaa^iaprr Law Dedal am. 1. Any peripn who takes a paper repnlar Ijr from ttir poatofflce-whether dmciadto his name or another's, or whether he haa snb- aenbed or not— ia 1 eaponaible for the amount. 2. If a feraon ordera hia paper discontinued he muKtnny all arrearages, iff the publisher may continue to rtiAd It UntU payment ia made, and collect the whole amount,whether (he paper ip.ta^ep from tba pffioa-or not, 3. The cenrtt hare decided thAt refusing to take newspapers or periodicals from the poatofflce, or removing and leaving them unoailed for is pdoia facia evidence of in* natiotnel frauds :i THE BUTLER HERALD. Ml 09 T11E 14ST ROES®. 1 LsTfr Vos Hla Brlla M , oi ir BI T*. ' o i! -WuXStii •* 1 Oo along and do your duty, Atswanv; For all ^(ju^otdl your qwn Is Hjs. Go along and 40 your duty, •SSBpSf^t Alwa.ta near to holp and bleu yon, Btrenghcn you to do tho right; Look to Him when cares distress you, • He will uialto your burden light. Oh, JIoAs so gA>d and fsithflul I Yo» ran find no chrthfy fnond as true If you’ll only do your duty, among them when the fragile shell was to bo laid broadside to a monster nearly as long ns the ship. Once when the boat was stove in by a sweep of the awful flukes in the death-flurry, one of tho boys was crashed by tho blow and driven senseless under the water. When Chips came to tho surface he counted tlm heads and missed ono, and down in the bloody brine he went among the sharks and fished up the sinking body. He was a mighty swimmer, and, with only Ho will never turn from you. along and do VduV duty, That Is All OodVia of you) Do it arOU* Mlcm c ' Keep your heart ar * t aud conscience Keep tho great commandment* strictly, Trust Him wit a* strong, trovffaat. And you will flmTilis mtfrey Ixnnmless, You will find Him alwayi Just. Trust Him,whan life’s sky ia darkest, When Hope’s iW is hid from sight; He can change the gloom to brightness, Turn to duy tho darkest night ! CHIPS, PtE CARPENTER. BY jofl* fBOVXt O'nailiL'T. . “Chips,” whom I knew for months by no other name, was ship’s carpenter of the whaler Gazelle, of'Netr Bedford. He twenty-six yeurg old, Rirffcbt high, and strong as a tree. Ho was the favor ite of the whip—aud no wonder. He was tender and gentle, perhaps because he was strong; he was peaceful, beenuso lio was powerful. And the soft word which turneth away wrath, with thegentlo hand to soothe a sufferer, are often needed in the whale fisheries. Most of tho foremast hands of the Ga zelle were rough Portugese lads, from the Western Islands, on their first voyage. They were treated with coarse contempt by the few American seamen and by tin officers. Tho’only “white man”—os the Taiikeo sailor loves to call liimsclf—wild was kind and patient with the rude boys was Chips; and ho was never tired of show ing them or teaching them somotliing of what he knew. He was one of thoso unselfish fellows who did not believe in keeping knowledge to themselves. Ho bad never been to sea before, but dtiriug Iho first two years of this voyage he had attended to so -many things besides his own easy work, that ho was considered as one of tho best and coolest whales- men aboard. Although exempt from standing watch, I10 had insisted on doing the duty from the first day out. At night, if the weather were good, he would sit on tho main hatch, in tho center of a ring of the Por tugese lads, and with wonderfnl patience teach them to make splices mid knots, and to spook English. Ho never tired of doing thiij or any other kindly thing for them. • In flic duy time, if thero were work for him at his trade, he still hud them around him, cxplaining-everything ns he sawed or planed*-as ff-So wished to make, them as gooii cavpenlera Os ho was himself. On Sunday; when every ono brought his letters and pictures on deck, Chips showed the only signs, yf sadness we ever saw. He wiHj the only one on board —except myselte-'Vfho bad neither pic tures nor letters—neither face nor word to remind him of home. When tho ship touched at some port with n postoffioe, aud every one ran for letters, Chips remained aboard—he knew thero was none for him. An one of tho boys’ albums he found a picture of an old, white-haired woman—tho lad’s mother— and every Sunday afternoon he asked for that album, and always gave it back when ho had turned and looked nt that picture. The ship* Had boon two years out when I first saw Chips. Through strange and unhappy ciroWWBTShces I was afloat on the Indian Odofifti’ftn a small Joat, when to cling to, he held the senseless man out of water from noon till sunset. But, to the story. Tho Gazelle had been cruising for throe mouths a few hundred miles off the coast of Western Australia—the great nonol oolony of Eng land—and during that time had not fallen in with a single sperm whale. One raw afternoon, with a harsh breeze and a rising sea, at last we heard ♦he long sing-song cry, from the mast head, “ He blows! tlier—re—blo-o-wsj” Four times, at regular intervals of aliont forty seconds, tho cry was repented; and then he knew it was a sperm whale. It was about 5 o’clock in tho evening when the first cry was heard, and the sun wont down nt 6:30, with scarcely five minutes of twilight. As a rule, on board of American whalers, when whaler, Are seen Into in the evening, the boats are not sent down, unless circumstances, such as weather, moonlight, and so on, are very favorable. In most coses the course of the whales and the speed of their travel are carefully noted. When a coiirso ” a school of sperm wholes will move nt the rate of about six miles liour; when “ feeding” they keep on tho same “(pound” not moving W. N. BENNS, JAMES D. RUSS. Editor*. “LET Tlli.ltH HE EIGHT.’ Subscription, $1.50 in AiS.nce. VOLUME IV. BUTLER, GEORGIA, TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 28, 1880. NUMBER 52. than a few miles a day. When seen late in the evening, the ship is steered dur ing the night according to tho observa tions, and often finds tho school in sight in the morning, when the boats are at onoo sent down. Tliis course was not followed on the evening in question. It wns not a school we saw, but a “lone whale,” and one of extraordinary size. The night promised to be a rougn one, and tho whale’s mo tions were strangely irregular, os if he had lost himself in an unknown sea. There is something solemn and mys terious in the sight of “lone whales,” and marvelous superstitions are current among whalemen respecting them. Though spending year after year on the groat waters, whalers become more im pressionable to supernatural things than other seamen, and long observation of the shoals or schools of the vast creatures they pursue, tends to fill them with amazement and awe when they meet with a solitary leviathan who has aban doned all fellowship with his kind, who lives by his own law—lonely, mighty and the flukes struck out in rage and agony. Tho sun disappeared aud the gate screamed wilder in the rigging. Wa could no longer see the boats from the ship. Tho few men on board clewed up running the light sail and took a reef in tho top sails, and by this time the night was dark os pitch, and the gale had whipped and howled itself iuto a hurricane. It was fearful to think of the four small boats out in such a sea as was then running. We on the ship hod to cling to the roil of tho rigging; the terriflo strength of the waves swept the heavy vessel about like a cork. 1 saw the cap tain's face a moment as he passed the biuuaole lomps, and it was absolutely de formed with grief and terror—not for himself, brave old sailor, but for his boys in the boata. “Who’s at the wheel?” ho shouted; “send a steady man to the wheel.” “Ay, ay, sirl” answered in the dark a deep quiet voice; “I’ve got-the wheel" That was Chips, aud 1 walked aft to be near him. Just then a long hail came through tho darkness, and we saw the flash of a boat’s lantern on the lee quar ter. In a minute more a line was flung aboard, and we soon bad oqe crew safe on deck. It was the mate’s boat. “Where are the others,” waa the first question. I’ve put her about, and we 1 down again.” Thero was doad silence. Wo all knew the search was hopeless. No man could swim in such asea; and we had a thought, though no ono spoke it, that brave Chips 1.0,1 liAAn Irilfo/l V.t. 41,a 1!ma I..!/... had Been killed by the line beforo he touched the water. All night wo bent about the place where we thought it had occurred. Tho wind and sea fell, and the moon came out great beauty to holp our sad search. Every man on board staid on deck till the sun roso, and thon we looked far and inly over the heedless swell of tho sea. Chips was dead. The rough Portu- i lads found it hard to believe that kind heart and strong hand of their friend had gone forever. We all know that tho best man in tho ship was taken away. ■Fast to the whale,” was the answer, 'and there are no lanterns cm the boat” One of tho men from the boat relieved Chips at the wheel, and he went forward to ng lanternB at tho fore and main tops. When this was done we stood together on tho forecastle, looking and listening for tho boats. Suddenly he turned to me and said: “We’re going to lose some one to night, While I was at the wheel, It this Now BcdfbRtHvhsW hews in sight, and ran toward me. Tho first man tc spring ont in the mizzen chains, to help me aboard, Was stron^-han^pd Chijis, with tears of sympathy in lift oyes. On deck the captain met mo with open hand and heart, and for eight months I sailed with the whalemen, ami took port in the good and ill that befell them. Chips ami I were friouds from the in stant our bauds struck. Shading hands is one of tho best tests ofcharactcr. Some people shako your hand so politely that you feel they would care mighty little about shaking your acquaintance; some men slip their hands into yours and make you feel as if you were squeez ing a fish; some people’s hands are no thick, and fat, and cold, that yon might ns well grasp the. fingers of a leather dummy. Most people, and nice people, shake Lands as a preliminary to conversa tion; but now and fheh one’s hand strikes into a sympathetic palm, the fingers lake full hold, Iho thumbs inter lock and close—and when that friendly grasp is over, there is not a word to ho said—it spoke all friendly greeting in its own go<i<l language. Just such a kindly and grim grip did Chips give me tho first timo we met. / , When I hoarded the whaler I was in a bad way for clothes; all that belonged to mo in the world were tho few branded mgs that I had worn in the boat, Sailors arc used to such things; and they know tho remedy. Every ono eamo forward with his liilie offering: ’> One brought a ' hat, another a jacket, another a pair of sea boots, a jack-knife, a enko of to bacco. and so on. until Iliad a bunk full of marine necessities. Chips had least to give of all, for ho had shipped without a regular outfit. But when he saw all that had been given, smiling at the rough boys as each ono handed his offering, he drew mo off to liis own cubby-hole, and hauled round his own cheat,* Out bn his bed came the contents; and in a minute there was a fair division of all it contained—flannels, shirts, stockings and everything to a handkerchief. “These ore yonra, and these are mine,’’ said Chips; “and I’ll make yon a chest to-morrow.” That’s the sort of a terrible. Soon after the cry from aloft, we sow the whale from tho deck, only a short dis tance from the ship, and we mi^ht have seen him long before bail not his white, bush-like spont been lost in tho angry whiteness that was fast spreading over tlm sea. For a moAenVhll eyefc wcto fastened - on the long body, like a groat, black tube, oyer which the waves washed. Every face was wonder-stricken nt tho immense size of tho whale. Captain Clifford;’had been oxtvminiug him through h glass, which ho haudfed in turn to each of his officers. “What do you say, Mr. Hussey?’’ he inquired of the first mate, who glanced at the sun and answered: “Go down, sir; We enn doit.” “Mr. Joseph?" and the captain turned to the second mate, an old Portugese of extraordinary size, nnd perhaps tho most famous whaleman alive. “Go down, sir, if we want to get the fellow; we’ll never see him again.” The two other officers were younger men, and of tho snino mind. There was no time lost in furUier consultation. “Swing the boats I” shouted the “old Tlio lines and irons had already been thrown in by the crews. A “heave, oh!” and a straimng sound, and in one min ute the four boats struck the water, Ad tho men were settled on the thwarts with the long onrs out. The sun was low and large and rod, aud the whole western sea and sky wore magnificent in crimson and gold and black. Thepicture was one of the finest I ever saw. The rising sea was jet black, except where it was bloody; a broad road of crimson shimmered from tho ship to the sun; the long body of tho whale, even blacker than tho sea, was plainly seen in the ruddy glare; and life was added to the immense scene by tho four white specks—the whaleboats— closing to a point as they drew near tho motionless monster. It was not until tho boats hod left the ship that we realized how threatening the weather. Every moment the seemed to me as if something whispered in my ear that we’re going to lose one man to-night.” I said he was growing m superstitious ns old Kanaka Joe, and he answered: “I can’t help it. It did seem that I heard that whisper, and so plain was it that I nearly dropped the wheel in terror.” Another shout from the sea out off further talk, and we soon had two more boats at the davits. The absent] one was Mr. Joseph’s, nnd we knew that through thick and thin he would hold on to the whale. It waa hours before wo found him; and when we did he re fused to cut his lino from tho carcass. Tho captain cried to him that we conld not hold the whale in suen a sea, bnt the whaleman cried book: , ‘He’s a liundred-an’-flfty barreler; and if yon don’t take the line aboard, we'll stick to him in the boat!” Soon after, as the gale was moderating, the line wns token in, passing through a strong iron brace screwed on.to the atar- Two years afterward, when I found myself in Boston, I took from my sacred things a letter, whioh I had found in Chip’s cheBt. It was addressed to a wo man, with the name and number of a Cambridge street. I found tho pine©— a small framo house, with lots of Chip’s bandiword around it. His mother met me at the door, white-haired woman. See seemed to have been waiting and wntohing for somebody, A few words told the hopeless story. The tetter was for her, ana she read it over—tho letter of her only boy, asking forgiveness for his one great nnd only disobedience—and ns she rend, the white head bent lower and lower, till it met the thin hands; aud I turned and left the little room I had darkened,“with all ita poor ornaments, useless now, nnd, as I walked toward Boston, I could not help thinking that God’s ways are often wofully far from being our ways.—Appleton's Journal. amidships, from wliich it was taken bad and made fast to the windlass bite at the foot of the mainmast. It wns a new line of stout Manila hemp, and its strength was put to a fear ful test. A hundred fathoms astern of the ship it held the monster’s carcass; and, as the vessel rolled heavily to the sea tho strain on tho liuo was terriflo. Standing forward of it I laid my hand on tho line ns tho strain came, and I felt it stretch aud contract like a rope of India rubber. Mr. Joseph’s boat hod come alongside, aud tho captain, standing on the star board rail, was shouting to him through a trumpet The line from the whale passing from astern to the brace forward. aud buck to the bits amidships, made an acute angle, inside of whioh the captain was standing. I saw and nntiood this as passed forward, and Inoticod, also, in tho dark, a tall 1 ’ u “ 1 — who seemed to be lean- p© he ia for- os I went on ing against the line. “I hop© he ia for- fard of it” I said to myself sens came wilder and heavier ogninst the vessel. Only now and again, as they were lifted on a sea, could we catch sight of the bravo little boats. The breeze grow stronger every minute, and before the first boot neared the whole, was whistling through the rigging in the wild way that tolls of n coming gale. The captain regretted tho lowering of the boots, nnd soon signaled them to return. But the men were excited, and refused to see tho signal. Filled to the gunwale, the sens lashing over them every mo ment, w they went whore only a thing so nearly perfect ns a whaleboat could keep afloat. As tho first boat swung round to run down to leeward of tho whale, the red sun stood fairly on the black field of ocean. Talk about the bravery of soldiers in battle, or of men ashore in any enter prise you please; what is it to the bravery of such a deed os this? A thousand miles from land, six mon in a little twenty- eight-foot shell, coolly going down in a stormy sea to do battle with the mightiest created, nnimnl! It is tho extreme of human ooolness and courago, because it is the extreme of danger. The soldier faces one peril—the bullet The whale man, in such a ease as this, has three mighty enemies to fight—the gale and the whale. — tho liarpooncr of each boat with* what I was about I hod not token six steps from the spot when something strange occurred. The ship steadied, as if the wind had ceased. There was no sound greater than the storm; but, instead, thero seemed to fall suddenly a stillness. I ran amidships and grasped for the line in tho dark. It was gone! A rush to the rail and all wns dear. ’Hie strain had torn out tho brace. The mighty pull of the whale ostem had jerked tho line straight, like the cord of a gigantic bow, and the cap tain, who hail been standing on the rail, was struck by the flying rope and thrown senseless for into the sea. AH this had been seen by the men in the boat before any one on board had realized the affair. In less that a min ute the cry of “Saved!” reached ns from Mr. Joseph, and, in a shorter time than can l>e imagined by a landsman, the boat was hanging at tho davits, and the Injured commander was being cared for in liis cabin. Rum and hard rubbing are the potent remedies on a whaler, and by dint r* these the captain opened liis eyes in quarter of an hour. Ho had been stunned, but not seriously injured. He was amazed at first at seeing the mate and myself standing over him with the rum botUo. But without a word he realized the situation. How is tljo weather?” he naked. “The wind lias gone down,” said Mr. Joseph. “We're under foresail jib and reefed topsails, and running right away from the whale.” “Gono?” said the old man. “Gone,"answered Mr. Joseph ruefully. “Stanchion dragged, and the line ported, onil eight thousand dollars went without an owner.” Tell Chips to see to that broken rail," said the captain, closing his eyes drowsily. “Ay, ay, sir,” said the old second mate, as he stomped on deck. I heard him stop at the after-hatch, where the boat-steerers and the carpenter lived, and call “Chips" two or three times. At Inst there wtis an answer in another voice—not Chips’; then a round of hurried feet on deck, a shout down tho forcnstle; and a shout bock in answer. Thero was no Chip there. Two minute* after, a heavy foot came aft to the cabin stairs, and Mr. Joseph, with a white face, entered. I knew what he had to toll. I knew —just as if I had scon it all—who th everything. No wonder the boys loved I s tand up as they camo within heaving tall man was whom I had seon leanin) him, and that the one word spoken in j distance, and send in Jiis two irons. All . against the line. the best tones of the ship was the name of the kind-hearted, many Chips. Ho was ns bravo as he was kind. When whales were chased, Chips went down in 0 boat, and there was no coolel head tlio boats were fast before the monster I The captain looked at the second mote, seemed to feel the first blow. Then “Chips is gs*e, sir,” said the old came the fight, the cruel and unnatural sailor, with a tremor in his rough voice Ua4.»aa« .mot tviwnr mwl lrnpn nkill. ••Gliim wns knocked over bv the line, fight between' vast power and keen skill. . “Chips was knocked over by tho lino, The black water was churned white os and we’vo gone four knots since it parted. Til*Lars* Owe© by Gsirrsmtsb. An ingenious statistician, who had been losing sleep in the pursuits of science, has added up the notions of the world, ond is distressed to find out that this poor old world is really bankrupt: that it owes more than it cun pay, and that, as the process of debt-making is continually going ** 41 “ 1 — A Model Girl. Do you want to read this word-picture a modest girl ? I wish more of her class existed, for tho sake of society at large. She is not what is called hand some, though possessed of a quiet at tractiveness all nor own. Her wardrobe is chosen for quality according to her financial circumstances ; the colors are selected with care, suitable to each other and favorable to her oomploxion (you may call this taste, so is is, “ modest taste "); the style must, of course, be near the popular fashion os she dare ap proach, but nover quite up to the height; wheu out colling ot shopping sho dresses with neatness and core; if walking, she neither moves too fast nor slow, but glides along with a natural and graceful step which is very becoming, recogniz ing her friends by a polite bow or wel come grasp of tho hand ; but there are no demonstrative embraces or gusliiug words. She is striotly truthful. When any question is lieing discussed, and her opinion is asked, she gives it hesitating ly, not doubtfully, and, if not accepted, never allows hersolf to utter a contra diction, but calmly and quietly with draws from tlio discussion, although her opinion is not lost or defeated by so do ing ; on the contrary, it almost always carries weight aud effect. Her acts and words arc unobtrusive, but her influence great in the home which it is her hap piness to adorn. Novel Occupations. There are men in Paris who go from hospital to hospital collecting the linseed plasters that have served the turn of doc tor and patient, afterward pressing the oil from the linseed and disposing of tho linen, after bleaching it, to tlio popor- makers. Others mako a couple of francs a day by collecting old cords, whioh, be- TBE WOULD BANKRUPT. ^ . tho inevitable end will bo a universal smash. The gloomy view of the situation ia supported by the magnitude of tho figures—total amount e believe is some 820,000,000,000or 830,- 000,000,000—anil it is plainly true that, with tho exception of tlio Unif 4 United States, the civilized goverments of the world ore rapidly increasing their indebtedness. But we believe that this immense aggre gate of dobt is an evidence rather of sol vency thon of bankruptcy; a proof, not that the world is so poor as to be insol vent, but that it is so rich that no extrava gance can ruin it All the great public debts of the world aro the creation of the S resent century, and many of thorn of io past twenty or thirty years. At the irn with » ho “ Duck” Grant as a Financier. Gen. Grant’s election to tho Presidency of a mining company ft the outcome of a long-planned scheme upon tho part of Ulysses Grant, jr., or “Buck" Grant, as lie*is generally called. Buck Grant ft now twenty-eight years old, and ono of the most successful financiers of his ago in this country. His talent in that direc tion has been fully brought out during the last two years. Daring the closing days of his father’s Presidency ho acted as* Private Secretary. Grant doubted every one about him when Babcock fell, and would not allow any one but Buck to have access to to liis private papers. Buck was at this time modest, smooth- i to marry you: faced, medium-sized, slim in figure and | corn-planting ■Vow on Arkon ILIUU Rock GosstMTl ’ : ^ The peculiar (renditions upon wliich • matrimonial affair was based in South Arkansas have just como to light. Dick Anderson had just graduated between the plow-handles. It was said that he could run a furrow so straight that it would brook ft knock-kneed jpjm’s leg to walk hi it. This accomplishment was a kind of frontispiece to a future volume of agricultural success, mid ,um>» than one vottiigTadV lit tlio neighbor hoi*l litad her eye on the young catch. Dick wasu’t bashful, but he didn’t set’m to b« tic’ilarly impressed with .ilio dmruis scattered around him like falling drops of water that linger on leafy trees after % rain. But he soon met liis fate, a young Indy, Winnie Hogrow. Winnie was a buintiful girl .and conkl coyer «• mfioh and scrape as much' cot-’ .. the neighborhood. couple loved—devotedly, agricul turally. Hogrow had, raised lift fjtugh* , t t with great core, and now that she had attained her zenith of usefulness, it. grieved him to think of losing her. On Sundav Dick went over, and, going out whore‘the old mail was shelling corn to the pigs, said: , “Mr. Hogrow, J suppose— ’ t suppose anything. , then, you doubtli I don’t know anything.' That’s all rigid, thon. daughter, ill km h know—*" di looking. His modesty and ability, however, made him many friends. Some* powerful men in New York took up Buck when his father set out for Eurmie. Young Ulysses, who is a graduate of Har vard, thought liis future was to be devel- ojied in the legal profession, . / next imctkihfh' id 1 ing clcanod and pared, fetch, it is said, half a franc per hundred. A lady resi dent of the Faubourg Saint Germain is credited with earning a good income by hatching red, black, and brown ants lor peasant preservers. One Parisian, ac cording to the Continental Gazette, gots his living by breeding maggots out of the foul meats ho buys of the chiffoniers, and fattening them up in tin boxes. Another breeds maggots lor the special behoof of mghteiigftles; and a third merchant d’astioow Ixiasts of soiling between thirty and forty millions of worms every soason for piscatorial purposes. He owns a great pit at Montmartre, wheroiu ho keeps liis store. Every day his scouts bring him fresh stock, for which he pays them from five to ton pence per pound, according to quality; reselling tnem to anglers at jost double these rates; and clearing thereby something over $1,500 a year. , beginning of tho oontury France had no debt at all and England only a trifling one. Italy, which is quite active os a debtor, did not exist os a nation thirty years ago and the United States had no public or local debt of any amount twenty years ago. If, in the course of eighty years, the nations of the world have succeeded in loading themselves up with a burden of debt to the whole of the estimated wealth of tliis oountry at tho last census, it ft a proof that their material prosperity and accumulated resources have reached pro portions which would have been consid ered impossible anil mythical in any previous era of history. France, which now thrives aud prospers under an enor mous debt of $4,700,000,000, on which it pays an annual interest of $203,000,000, would have found it impossible 100 years ago to borrow the amount which nuolly paid for interest. England a debt of some $4,000,000,000, the foun dations of which wore laid in the attempt to prevent the French from being ruined by a sovereign of their own choosing. But if England had had any idea at the outbreak of the Napoleonic wars of the outlay which would ho incurred, we may be sure the ablest fiunciers would havo said that there was no credit of gover- meut or power of authority which would suffice to carry so lnrgo a debt. Now, triumphant Germany asks France for a trifle of $1,000,000,000 as coolly as if it were a bottle of wine, anil totally mort gages tlio resources of a nation before a nation ft established. Was the world any richer 100 years ago, when its lack of credit prevented its borrowing money? Is it any poorer now, when it has bor rowed bo much that a demand for pay ment would bankrupt it ? A very simple auswer to the question may bo had by merely considering where all the money camo from which is now invested in tho Graud Livro or ledger of France, the consols of England, and tho Ixmcft of other countries. Before the country could borrow there must have been capitalists who had tho money to lend—and to spare. The nations could not have borrowed unless tlio peonlo were able to lend, and if the world is able to lend $20,000,000,000 or $30,000,OIK),000 it can hardly bo in danger of immediate bank ruptcy. In fact, the debts of tho nations arc merely tho surplus of the people^ a small part of tho accumulations which have been made in a century of industry and of progress. Steam, electricity, and patent inventions have accumulated in tho world such a mass of wealth os tho old world never dreamed of; and, os tho pro cess of accumulation is going on faster than tho process of borrowing, tho world is growing richer every day, richer in spite of wars and armies and kings and tariffs and tax-eaters, anil other obstacles, and there ft no coll for any learned statis tician to sit up of nights in despair over the future of an insolvent world. after admission" to the bar, assigned to do duty in the United States District Attor ney’s offioc in New York. There Secre tary John Sherman has thrown special business in his way. Buck Grant, after accumulating a small capital under influential and jiowerfol auspices, began making ventures iu Wall street He succeeded so well that he abandoned tho law for more profitable fields of specu lation. Becoming interested, finally, in mining stocks, he paid a visit to the Pa cific coast, where the great bonanza firm of Flood & O'Brien took him under its wing. Mr. Flood tossed young Buck a few points, nnd he made such a good use of them that the great speculators backed young Ulysses iu bis cruise around the world of speculation, acting ns liis men tor nt every point. The docile pupil so inodo use of liis skillful training that at the cml of two years lie had $300,000 placed to liis credit. It was only when this sum was reached that the young proposed a matrimonial alliance with the great firm. Buck bus now as sociated with him os partner lift brother Jesse D. Grant. Buck himself promises to become one of the most brilliant oper ators in the country. Besides the fortune that he has made for himself he has made several special speculations for his father. Just beforo Gen. Grant went to Mexico lie intrusted to Buck Grant $85,000 for the purpose of seeing wliat could be done with it. Buck Grant, during the absence aken, Mr. Hogrow?’ ••'See here, yoitug feller, I c to low? my giu. I have hail bad luck tliis season. The aufcwortas began on the corn by the time it’ealne up, anil the bugs pitched iuto the cutta»; and, to make tilings worse, my best mule and one of mv cows got into a fighith ■ other day. The cow hooked the Vuul* and the mule kicked the cow. untiPboUi of them (lied. Ho, under ciriAn- stances, I’ll rather you’d marry soanel ’ - else." , \ “I don’t accept your misfortunes m excuses. I’m going to marry the girl. ’ “I’ll tell you what I’ll do, Dick. I’ll make this arrangement: Wo’ll wrestle, nnd if you throw inc the girl’s your’n; if I throw you she’s mine. If you marry her against my will, I shall pleasantly exterminate you. I! you throw me nnd marry her, this form, together with the gal, ft your’n. I’ll give three trials—one to-day, one three weeks from now, and the other six weeks." Dick was eonqielledto agree, although the old man was recognized ns the best wrestler in the country. Ho had chal lenged everybody, and had thrown every one who hail accepted. After eating din ner tlie old man announced lift willing ness to take the first ballot. Dick was willing. The contestants, including tho girl, went into the yard, tlio girl took the hats and the mon grappled each other. The signal was given and Dick went over the old man’s head and plowed a short furrow in the ground. “Give mo my hat,” he said to the girl. “Don’t give it up,” «ho remarked, handing over his tile. “Go away nnd practice.” Dick left discouraged, but, of bis father, cleared for him from tho canital some $40,000; so Gen. G™nt, upon liis return, found a dispatch placing $65, - 000 at liis disposal by lift thrifty sou. With this profitable simulation added to lift oredit, Gen. Grant ft worth to-day in tho neighborhood of $180,000. Tliis lat est mining scheme of Buck Grant’s in placing his father at the head of tlio Ban Pedro Company, ft based upon a plan of tlio youthful UlvBses to realize the wild est dreams of Monte Christo. The union of the Grant aud Flood families is to bo followed by an aggregation of wealth that will make the families among the most formidable in point of influence in this oountry. Floasnnt Life in Bengal. The daily lifo of tho fapiily is a series of pictures of Arcadian simplicity. At daybreak, when tho crows begin to caw, the whole household is astir. The two cider brothers arc off to tho fields, while Gayaram is seeing after the cows. Tho women arc busy m the huts and court yard Sometimes tho men come home to their mid-day meal, and sometimes it is carried to them in tlio fields. At sun set the luhors of tho day are brought to a close. A mat is spread in the court yard and the men sit down cross-legged Detecting a Witch. A singular instance of belief in witch craft, a superstition supposed to bo ex tinct, is reported from Norristown. Pa. Some days ago a young married woman was taken ill, and her sickness was at tributed by her husband to the fact that bewitched. Anxious to diocover the guilty party, he procured a now horseshoe from a blacksmith shop, — pared it in some way to uotlike a chi and then threw it into the fire. Not long afterward he heard one of his neighbors complain of a burning pain in her chest, auil believed that ho hod found tho witch. To make sure ho placed some salt under the carpet at the doorway of his house and awaited tho result. Several neighbors came to see the sick woman aud crossed the thresh old without difficulty, but the suspected ono stumbled in passing over it. He in tends to try further experiments re ported to be effective in discovering witches. Polishing Furniture. To clean furniture, especially tho sur face of a finely-polished piano, wo will (rive our laily friends a receipt better than any in the books. Take a wash bowl half full of tepid water and a lit do fine toilet soap ana ft table-spoonful of sweet oil. Dip a pioco of old flannel in this, and apply it to the wood, rubbing gorously for a while ; then exchange tins for a piece of old, soft, fine cotton, not linen, us that leaves its fibers of lint, and rub with this a while, finishing with a fresh piece of tho same rag until the liquid application is thoroughly re moved. All these successive applica tions to be made to ono particular spot of the wood no larger than can bo worked with a shingle stroko of the arm, and that to bo finished beforo a fresh place is to be treated. When tho whole piano has been done over in this way (it shonlcl take two hours, Rt least, to do it well) it will look as good as mew, anil far Letter than if refinishod by an or dinary workman. This ft the boat ap plication for that purple cloud that comes over a polished wood surface in damp weather. Of course a judicious person will l>o very sparing of the liquid, although she has a wash-bowl half full of it, and will not use enough to drip on tlio carpet, or to penetrate to tho in terior of the piano. He Has Given Up That Trick. “You see mo load tliis musket with powder and ball," said a Spanish juggler to au audience at Summit, Plumas County, Cal, last Sunday night. Ho then put the musket in tho hands of Pat Burns, of Reno, who works on Cunning ham’s ranch, in that neighborhood. “Now,” said tho juggler, extending his right arm, “wheu I count throe, fire at it arm, ' wneu x uuuu* uuw. *»»«> «• my hand, and I will catch the bullet. Pat fired at the word, and with such quickness and good aim that tho ball passed through the Spaniard’s wrist. The performer ran howling through the audience and out of tho hall. This ended the pcrfiffmance. When T. V. Julien came by there yesterday tho Spaniard a wound was doing well, but ho said, “I Beady-Made Dimples. And now has turned up an inge Jious artist who advertises to furnish ladies with ready-made dimples 1 Ho thus de scribes the process : “I make a punct ure in the skin ut tlio point where the dimple ft required that cannot bo no ticed when it lias healed, aud with a very delicate instrument I remove a slight portion of tho muscle. Then I excite a slight iullammntion, which at taches tho skin to tho sub-cutaneous hollow I havo formed. Ii. a few days the wound—if wound it can be called-- has healed, and a charming dimple is the result.” and smoke their hubble-bubbles; and nt such times it is tho joy of Badan’s lifo to listen to tho childish prattle of his little daughter Malati. Occasionally the brothers pay visits to their neighbors, or neighbors drop iu and join iu the smok ing. Tho conversation ft nearly always the same—tho weather, the bullocks, the crops, aud the cows; the plowing, har vesting, sowing or irrigating. But money ft ever the burden of the talk; rupees, annas, and pice; tlio zemindar's rent; tho interest paid to tlio money lender; tho cost, profit or loss of every transaction connected with the form or household. The wholo fumily is relig ious; indeed all Hindus ft religious. They may l»c everything that ft good or bad, but they are ucver wanting in fear of tho gods. They are constantly utter ing tho sacred names, anil they offer a portion of every meal to tlio gods of the earth, water, and sky. They see deity iu everything that exists, anil omens of good or evil in everything that moves. If they meet a cow or a wedding they re joice over their good fortune; if tlioy see a widow or a funeral they aro down hearted at their ill luck. Thoyengngo in no business, or journey, or transac tion of any sort or kind, without a pray er to the goddess Lakshina or on invoca tion to the elephant-headed Ganesha. Every family or group of families has its own Purohita, or domestic Brahman, who performs endless ceremonies of propitia- tion.-consecration or purification »t births, deaths, marriages, feasts, festivals, re ligions celebrations, and family incidents of every kind. In return, tho Purohita receives all tho 'offerings of rice, fruits, and vegetables that aro made to the gods, with occasional presents of a like character. Every year the Guru, or re ligious teacher of tho sect or district, makes his appearance to receivo his shil ling fco from every household, and to confirm younger neophytes by whisper ing into their respective cars the name of the god that each one ft to worship as his own individual deity. This name is known as tho “seed prayer,” and is tol»c uttered by the worshiper one hundred and eight times every day until the ond of his earthly career .—Macmillan'8 Mayazinc. taking tho girl’s advice, wrestled with steaimx >at mon and farriers until tho time for the next train (, atre. At the np pointed time, Dick appeared nt Hog- row’s residence*, “Feel like vou can cut your cajiere putty well V” asked the old man. “I think so. I feel that mjr cause is just, and, w ith the aid of kind Provi deuce, I li<»r© to pile you." “Providence cornea in putty hkndy At tunes," said the old map, pulling off lift coat, "but it’s a harder mutter to buck agin an old stoker. Get outen yer jacket If I fall, the gal aud the farm ft your’n. Four hundred neres. and all Hnder fence. Gal weighs one hundred and fifty pounds. Big inducements." The two men grap pled, and again Dick plowed up tho earth. “Don’t give up,” said the girl. “No," Haiti the old man, “for the land is under fence, aud the gal weighs ono hundred and fifty—can handle a hoe wonderful!” “Dick went away and pondered. It was evident that the old mini could tJirow him every time. To lose the girl wns to wreck his life. An idea struck him. Ho smiled. He left the neighborhood and remained until the time for the third fall wns nearly up. On the appointed day he visited the old man. “I have agreed to everything," said Dick, “and now I ask a favor. Hitherto I have been embarrassed. Let the filial trial take place to-night iu the dark. I will meet you here at 10 o'clock." “Any way suits me," replied the old man; “Pll'meet you anywhere.” At 10 o’clock the old man stood ill the yard chuckling, liis combatant climbed the fence.and approached. Without ex changing a word the two men grappled. The struggle was short. The old man went up into the air, came down and struck the ground witli a force that almost took his life. He lay for a mo ment almost Unconscious. Dick rafted iiim up and assisted him iuto the house Tho gal aud the farm is ynur'n," said the old man, and the young couple em braced each other. The next day they were married. Shortly after tho cere mony wns over, a large negro mun*op pearecl at the door, and, attracting Dick’s attention, said : “I wants my $10. 1 flung tho ole man hard ’uongh to'kill him. Where's my money?" Dick gave him $10, and, turning around, received a searching look from the old man. “I’ll explain,” said the bridegroom. “ Real izing tliat I couldn’t throw you, and at the same time realizing that my happi- depended upon this marriage, I re sorted to a bit of treachery." Hero he stopped to buckle his arms around his wife. “ I found a big negro that I knew could throw you, and offered him $10. That’s why I wanted the wrestling to take place in tho dark. After he had thrown you, I rushed forward aud raised you When Dick had finished, tho old man looked at him for full five minutes, and re marked: “It was a mighty moan trick, but the farm anil gal are your’n. Four hundred acres under fence, aud tlio gal weighs ono hundred aud fifty.” Tub following process is recornr for cleaning white Shetland the soiled article into throw’ over it half a “dry," rub thoroii| then thoroughly no play that trick any more, "—Jlcno this process Lyet/,1 Gazette, \ long as therj / <r