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. COLD W1NTER8.
V Yhe Wlaler «r mS-M -The Cold Crldoy of
0 , rrbrmrr 7, 1007.
Th© winter of 1779-80, Bays tbo Al
bany A rffus, began ns tho winter of
1880-81 did. The cold weather set in
about the middle of November, and
continued until about the middle of
February. During that long period
there was not enough warmth in tho
sun's rays to melt % the snow on the
ground, nor to affect in the least tho fet
ters of ice that bound the creeks, ponds,
'and rivers. Ono snow storm followed
another until dually the groibid was so
covered, that it was difficult to£ofrpm
•place to place, and \l\i ice upon the
rivers at all convenient points was Used
bv men Aud teams and animals in place
of roads. The c*dd wfrtds wore so pierc
ing that wild turkeys were found frozen,
ty deatji in the forests and domes tie fojrls
fell frozen from their roosts. Tho aeer
and Imflhlo sought shelter from the
cabins Of the Bottlers, and all kinds of
wild animals iterished in tho forests for
want of food, whibli was bnried benoath
tho snow. The fieroo wolf and pantlier,
which usually skulked about tho bound-
arias pi tho settlements only by night,
now came near in broad daylight m
search of the 'bones aud offal thrown
from the cabins of the settlers. No rain
fell, the pioneers wero compelled to ob
tain water for driakiug, cooking, otc., by
melting ico and snow. The Northern
and Western rivers wore tightly bound
by-Jrost, aud even as far south ns Nush-
villfethfr Cumberland was frozen over
with ice thiok enough' for the safe pas
sage of emigrant trains. Tho Dolawaro,
at Philadelphia, had ice three feet in
thickness, and Chesapeake Bay and
Long Island Sound wore frozen over.
Another similarity between tho wipt$r
of 1880-81 and that of 1779-80 was the
mild autumn that preceded it. When
the cold began, in November, 173t»,l tlio
leaves had hardly fallen from tho trees
apd Shrubs were, putting forth new
‘ gvo./ih. Tho’same coiidiiidn of things
was witnessed Inst fall. The winters of
of 1783, 1784, 1785, 1788, 1792, 1790,
and 1799 are all voported as having been
very severe.
tt is stated in “Hildrodth’s Pioneer
History'! that on the 20th of. JJtecoinbci
1788, tno Delaware and Ohio rivers Orel
l)oth frozen over, • and navigation waa
suspended ju; “
the following
In lWJ, wl
the disastrous battle-field of General St,
Clair, to bury tjio bend, they eucampod
where Cincinnati now stands,- January
23. The snow was roported two feet
deep on the ground, and the Ohio River
was so strongly frozen that the soldiers
lode their horses across from Kentucky
on tho
w Hie 7tli of February,‘1807, was known
for years as cold Friday, and was tli
ground-work for jtoany a grandfather
tale. On tlio evening of the flth tho
weather was mild and rain began to full
as night sot in. In u few hours the ruin
.changed to snow, which foil to the depth
dflihtinches, 'after-which a lnm-icono
began to sweep over tho land. It grow
colder aud colder as tho night pro*
greased, and the next morning tho trees
iu the forests were cracking like the re
ports of guns, and everything was bouud
in fetters of ico. There was no ther
mometer to register tho cold, but tho day
comes down in history and tradition ns
cold Friday.
A Remarkable Story,
A correspondent of the New York
firming Pont, writing from Baltimore,
tells the following remarkable story: “1
sat a while by two ivy-grown graves—
neither very long made—but the story
of the youug people whose bodies lie iu
them is strange and terrible enough foi
u South worth novel iu the present pro
portions. This is tho tale as it was told
me: There was an ambitious Baltimore
mother, and a very rich and marriageable
young scion of a stately house, and tho
former had heard that the latter had said
that he would marry only a blonde—n
woman with yellmv-gold hair and dark
eyes if such ho could find. The mother
had a lovely daughter, but. her hair was
brown. As, however, modern art. could
change the spots of the leopard, that lit
tle difficulty could be compassed; the
mother took the daughter to Now York
and had her transformed into the goldcn-
rst of blondes. She tlieu went with her
to Saratoga, where the young man was
to pass the gay season. The result was
electric—the youug man beheld his ideal
—an arrangement was speedily made for
tho marriage. The sad feature of the
story is that it was ft real love match,
and the young man would have loved tho
lxinntifui girl brown-haired ns nature had
mndo her. Of course the blonde hair
fiction might have been sustained for
some time, but very soon after the mar
riage the young lady became very ill,
and an ugly and strange eruption ap
peared on her neck. The hair-dye had
wrought poison in tho blood. People
still tell how she was glittering with dia
monds when she was carried out in the
arms of her husband from the stately old
mansion in Baltimore aud placed in the
carriage to bo borne away to another city
for medical treatment, which was of no
avail. She died liefore the yenr was
ENTERTAINING PARAGRAPHS.
W. N. BENNS, JAMES D. RUSS. Editor.
“LET THi'.HE I3E EIGHT.”
Subscription. $1.50 in Advance.
'VOLUME V.
BUTLER. GEORGIA, TUESDAY, MARCH 1. 1881.
NUMBER 22.
OPR YOUNG FOLKS.
‘HIHDft CANNOf COUJfTV*
is Mjgi there were, in the urst of the bird,
Under four brown wing*' protection.
' Now birds tun not count," said John,
nut m, without wring another word,
Ho took one for his collection.
Ive mi there were In the rohbtn's nest;
Karl knew from John's direction.
1 As I'trJs cau not count," said Karl, " 'tia be.
.'•• tHke one of these, to bo with the rest
Of the kinds In mr 0611(01100."
ore In the nest on the tree.
, V Upon reflection,
i not count, I tlduk it will be .
them, ami Jur.t right for me,
Totokepnefoi ii^y collection.'1
;jus were In that ham-wed neat:
lUoii’t kin>w.ffJu\t connection
was in the thoughts In the poor
i can not count; -but thor left the mi
in; body's collection.
Oh! ffcscollectors, don’t you suppose
Von might have some plight objection,
Though roil should forget uow to count. If those
ho look st your tnnsures, should, as they chose,
Each lake one from your collection?
As tdnls -
No
If blrdi
poor birds' breasts,
LITTLE WHITE THORN.
In a small villnge in Great Britain,
very many year* ago, there lived A poor
widow named Brigitte. She was A de
scendant of rich and respectable parents.
Her father bequeathed her a house and
lot, with the adjacent meadows, a flour
mill,’ it brick-kiln, twelve horses, twice
that number of oxen, twelve cows, and a
greut .supply of grain and linens.
But she was only a poor widow, with
out a protector except her brothers, who
were selfish and envious of her inherit-
Tho eldest brother, named Peter, took
{ mssession of tho homestead olid the
u>vsee. Francis,> the tyBpottd, 'took the
meadows and tho Hour-mill. The third,
George, seized tho brick-kiln and the
■oxen and shcop, leaving poor Brigitte
nothing but. a miserable barn, without a
door, to which, formerly, tlio sick aud
ailing battle had been brought.
As she was conveying her scanty furni
ture to its destination, Francis, who still
hnd some pity in his heart for his poor
sister, said to her:
“I will net ns a charitable and Chris
tian brother towards you. Aiqong my
cattlo 1 have a black cow. which is of no
use to me; for sho has not enough milk to
nourish a babe. You can take her with
you. Your daughter, White-Thorn, can
lot her graze on the moor.”
This was a barren pieqo ot pasturage
which had boon left to the widow.
\Vhite-Thorn, the daughter of tho wid
ow, hnd received this strange namo be
cause her face was always so very pole
and delicate.
So, Brigitte went with her pale littio
daughter, who was only ten years old. to
tlieir poor home. Day after day ‘White-
Thorn led the cow to its pasture on tho
moor; here tho cow lind difficulty iu
finding enough grass to satisfy her huu-
gor. Meanwhile, White-Thorn busied
herself iu whittling wooden crosses, skil
fully ornamenting them with white
daisies, putting them into tlir earth, and
singing pretty, plaintive songs. She
prayed God to help her mother iu this
hour of great need.
One morning, while thus employed,
half lost iu thought, sho was startled out
of her reverie by a littio bird that had
nliglitcd on ono of tlio little crosses sho
hnd put into the ground. Tlio bird con
stantly turned its head towards her,
winked aud twittered, ns though it had
something important to tell her. The
child looked at the bird iu wonder, ap
proached it, and listened. Try ns she
might, it was impossible for her to un
derstand n single word tho little robin
said. Tho bird seemed to know tlmt
White-Thorn did not comprehend its
language, but it twittered louder than
over, Hew to and fro, and spread out its
wings; still, she could not understand
rirnt the bird wanted.
In the meantime her whole attention
was so wrapped lip in tho bird that even
ing crept on unobserved, until at last,
when the bird How awnv, she looked up
and behold stars twiukling down up
her from tho sky.
Then she started up and thought of
the neglected cow, which, as she feared,
had strayed from the moor. She culled
to her with all her might, beat and shook
the bushes around her, descended into
tlio hollow where the brooklet bubbled all
the day—-but in vain.
At last she heard her mother calling to
her from a distance, as if some grant
misfortune had happened. She hurried
toward her iu great fear, and found her
in tho pathway that led to the house,
lumen ting and wailing over the skeleton
of the bluck cow. It hnd been devoured
hy hungry wolves. At this fearful sight
tlio blood curdled in the poor child’s
veins; she turned cold as ice, and could
not. speak a word, but foil on her knees
tho crown that pierced the brow of our
Saviour. For that service, God has givon
mo the jiower, to rnako ono poor child
happy each yew. This yenr you are my
chosen one.
“Is that true, Robin Red-Breast?”
said Wliite-Thorn, overjoyed.
“ It certainly is,” ho answered.
“And what must I do about it, my lit
tle pet ?” she asked.
“Follow me wherever I shall lead you,”
replied the bird.
White-Thorn said she would gladly do
60. Tho bird llew before hor across the
moor to tho river, on one of the Beven
Islands. Here ho seated himself and
said to her, “Do yon see anything be-
foro you ou the sand ?”
“Yes,” she answered; “I see a pah- of
shoes and a long palm staff. ”
“Put tho shoes ou, and toko the staff in
your hand; Now run along until you
come to the first of tho Seven Islands.
On this island you will see a large rock
covered with rushes. Pick somo of these
and twist them into a rope. Then you
will bent against tho rook with your atnfl
mid ft cow will appear. Tie tho cow
with the rope and lead her home to your
mother. That will consolo her for the
loss of tho black one.”
White-Thorn followed the directions of
the bird exactly, and at noon she led a
beautiful while cow homo to hor mother.
The widow’s joy far exceeded her late
grief, but pleased and surprised ns they
A Strange Remedy.
Dr. Murrell tells this story: “An old
negro woman came to my office suffering
from rheumatism in one knee. Tho knee
was actually swollen, and sho hnd been
complaining for some time, and on this
particular morning it happened that
some brown curnigated paper was lying
on my table which I had removed from
some specimens of ranltine and pepsin
that had been sent to me for triul. She
asked mo what kind of plasters those
were. I told her they were ‘patent Chi
nese corrugated rheumatic plasters’ Hint
have been sent to me for trial, and if sho
wanted totryoneof them she might. She
concluded'to do so. Next day she came
back, and when I usked her how sho was,
she expressed herself as being a groat
deal better. Sho had been able to walk
up stairs, tho swelling was {*oue, and she
declared it drew so bard in tho night
that she had to take it off.”— Cincinnati
Gaiclte.
■Ella Whxoleb has written a poem
“>d -mat Are tlio Little Stars Say-
ingV They art probably .saying that
bad, cloudy weather gives them no
chance to shine.
aud would uot be comforted. The widow
was surprised at the bitter grief of her
daughter, and she said to her:
“ Although you were fond of the cow,
it is wrong to weep so bitterly fora dumb
animal. Bememlwr that it is God’s will,
and be contented, my innocent child.
Let us go home. ”
White-Thorn obediently followed her
mot hor; slio sighed nt every step, and
could not control the tears flint rolled
ceaselessly down her face. **My poor
cow!” she thought; “she is gono now:
sue was so gentlo and so willing to be led;
she even liegan to grow fat!” And in
hor grief White-Thorn went to bed with
out her supper, aud awoke several times
nt night, for it seemed to hor sho heard
the cow at the door. Iu her nnxiety sho
nroso before daylight, und ran bare
headed and with naked feet into the
meadow. Hero she saw the bird again,
and seated on ono of the flower-crosses.
His song seemed to cull her to tho spot.
Uufortunately the song was tho namo ns
yesterday, anil sho did not understand
his warble. She was about to turn away,
disappointed and sad, when she thought
she saw a piece of gold on the ground.
She turned it with licr foot, when, lo! it
was onlv an herb that gleamed like gold
tn the sunlight. But tho strangest part
of it was that she understood tho voico of
the bird now, whose twitter said to
her:
“White-Thorn, listen to me; I have
your welfare at heart.”
“Who are you?” ehe cried in sudden
surprise.
“ My name is Robin Red-Breast, re
plied the bird. “Iam tho bird that was
totunate enough to pluck o thorn from
when Brigitte began to milk the cow,
nhe found that sho had uot enough
earthen jars to hold tho milk, but hnd te
till every available vessel in tho house.
The milk was ns plenty as water in n well.
She hiul enough to feed all th© children
in tho villnge.
It was not long before overylnxly had
heard about the cow. Tho people woitld
assemble oil the. street and in thoii
homes, and talk of nothing but tho pool
widow’s wonderful cow. They were not
satisfied until they had seen it, aud
Brigitte’s house wus filled from morning
till night with people who came from fai
and near to get n glimpse of Morin—for
that was the cow’s name.
Brigitte refused many offers to pur
chase Gloria. Bor this purpose the rich
est farmers and dairymou visited her;
but bIio hnd no intention of parting with
her prize, until her oldest brother, Peter,
onmo and offered a largo price for it. At
first sho refused. He said;
“ If you are a good woman, you will
not forget that I am your brother. Lot
me havo Morin and I will give you uiiie
cows for hor.”
Brigitte answered: “ Morin Is worth
fur more than nine cows; she has
much milk ns all the other cows in the
village. Besides I cannot use your on
for 1 huye no pasture for them.”
“ Well,” said Pet or. “give her to me
and I will aivo you the homestead of
your fatlior, upon which you were born,
with everything belonging to it.”
Brigitte accepted this offer, and after
she had firmly established herself in her
new home and assured herself aud hor
friends that she was the owner, sho sent
Morla to her brother.
White-Thorn cried bitterly when she
saw Morla leave, and could not cat or
drink anything tlio whole day.
As night upprnachcd tho went into the
bam to see whether everything was iu
good order. She sighed wearily while
doing her work and pdiid:
“Oh! why isn’t Morla hero? When
shall I see her again?”
Sho had hardly uttered these words
when she .heard a noiBe behind her.
Sinco sho had touched the golden weed
she could understand the language of nil
animals. One of the nhimalo-was saying:
“ Hero I am. mv mistress.” She turned
and beheld Morla standing in her usual
place.
“ Are you really Morin?” asked the
child.
“ Of eourso I am,” she replied; “ did
you think I could remain with such a
wicked man as your Uncle Peter? It is
ugninst my nature to remain with people
who have committed a crime. Thoreforo
I Lave returned to you.”
“ But now my mother must give the
homestead back.”
“No, no! all this belongs to your
mother. Her brother has only kept it
from her iu a shameful manner.”
‘ ‘ But he will seek you here and recog
nize you.’
“I can prevent that; go and pick three
leaves of tho golden weed, and come
back as quickly ns possible."
White-Thorn did os she was told, and
returned with the leaves. “Now,” said
Morla, place tho three leaves botwoon
mv boms ou tlio forehead, and say. very
softly, ‘Holy Bonnn of Hibernien. Holy
Bonan of Hilx*rnien. Holy Bonau of
Hibernien.’ ” White-Thorn did ns she
was required, aud at tho last words the
cow turned into a lieantiful horse.
The child was petrified with astonish
ment.
“Now.” anid the animal, “your uncle
can not recognize mo, and I shall not lie
called Morla, but Sea-horse.”
The widow rejoiced when she heard
what had happened, and was very glad
to send her grain to town on the now
horse. Imagine her surprise when, ou
loading the animal, she saw liis hook
gradually grow longer—so long, indeed,
that ho was able to carry more than ten
times the grain required. The report
spread rapidly over the whole neighbor
hood. When Francis heard of it. ho hur
ried to his sister, and after ho lmd seen
tho horse he wanted to buy it. Hho re
fused, however, until ho offered to give
she said this, and ho gave hor all hia
possessions in exchange for the precious
sheep. He had scarcely reached tho
rivers bank whou the sheep plunged into
the water and was carried by ‘he waves
to tlio smallest of the Seven Is.js. Hero
tho rocks unfolded tlieir arms in wel
come, and clasped him forever in their
embrace.
White-Thorne watched and waited
and waited from day today, but in vain;
the sheep returned no more.
The child thou turned her stops again
to tho meadow, and there sho found
Robin Red-firenst, who said to her: “I
hava lieen .waiting for you. my little
mistress. Your sheep has vanishod aud
will never come buck. Your uncles
have suffered for their avarice. You
liuve become u rich heiress, ns I promised
you. I have nothing more to do hero,
and will fly far, far away. Remember
always that once you were poor, and
that it wus n little bird sent by God that
made you happy.”
On the sjiot whore tho robin first
spoke to tho child, White-Thorne after
words, in gratitude, erected n ohapei.
The three brothers wero obliged in tlieir
poverty to earn their bread by tho sweat
of their face.
Little Breeelics.
“Yes, they used to have queer times
around here,” said the ancient citizen,
as ho stirred himself around ou tho up
turned soap box, whilo tho proprietor
shook down the ashes in the store.
Tho reporter perched himself on tho
bud of a Hour barrel aud patiently awaited
the outpouring of language that ho
knew was sure to follow.
“Yes,” said tho indent citizen. “My
father came here boforo tho trilobitcs
wore done drying. Ho saw sonio rough
times, tho old mail."
“Rightwhore the Court-house stands,”
continued the ancient citizen, “was tho
old block-house; and here were gathered
a mixed crowd of refugees just after tho
Pigeon-Roost massacre. Old man Booth
had his log tavern just outside, aud nt it
was always a motley gathering of back-
woodsmen.”
“Among those," and tho ancient citi-
zeen twisted his quid across his tongue a
turn or two, “was n character who made
fun of old Booth and said ho was
eowahl. Booth hated him cordially for
tho insinuation, yet could nevor prove
tho contrary, and tho old trapper mado
up his miml to test his courage. Tho
plan was successful.
“My father and two friends owned a
cabin just the other aide of Booth’s,
and one of these, u sinnH man, hnd $*>00,
coin, in a sack, when Bill tried his ex
periment on Booth.
“They hnd retired for the night and
laid tlieir buckskin pouts on the floor at
tho bedside. Have you ever seen any
genuine, buckskin V” wus suddenly asked
tho reporter bv the aucisnt citizen.
“I have.”
“Where?”
“On the buck."
“Well, then volt know it tits skin
tight, and that's just the way these
breeches did.
“About midnight Bill stolo up lwtwoou
tho block-house and cabins mid raised
tho war-whoop. My Geo, what a stir
there was. An attack from the Indians
hnd bi>6u momentarily expected, nml tho
whole garrison sprang to arms. Women
crept with their children into the safest
corners of tlio fort, while the men pre
pared for the expected skirmish. In tho
little cluster of cnbius outsido of tlio
block-house tho coining savages wero
awaited with dveud. Tho frightful
whoops continued, chilling the blood
of nil.
“My father’s friends hastily struggled
on with their breeches, and tlio small
one got on my father’s and hiul room
enough in them at the top to get in a
bag of coin. My father pulled at tlio
vacant pair of pants, bat it was like put
ting his legs into eout sleeves. ‘Hold on,
there!’ lio eried, ns his friends were
hastily leaving, ‘you havo got my
breeches!’
“ ‘Hold on, h—I,’ answered his friend,
‘this is no time to chango breeches,’
and disappeared in the dnrkuess.
“My father hnd no mind to bo left, so
he ran, naked us lie was, in pursuit of
his friend. The nettles were as high as
your head, and l>eforo he had gone ten
feet he was fuller than a New Year’s pin- ■
cushion, but that horrid yell kept him j
going, and he didn’t stop * until shelter i
was readied.
‘Bill showed us how old Booth
SOUTHERN NEWS.
Joseph Jefferson has ordered 100,009
feet of lumber for his $34,000 house on
Orange Island, La. v
The managers of tht^Camberdown Cot
ton Mills at Greenv ijjfi 8. C., have de
termined to employ z30 additional opera
tives.*
The Supreme Court of MUsisrippi lias
decided that the city charter of Natchez
does not authorize the levy of a tax on
drumuierjj.
The \Vaycrot5S (Ga.) Reporter learns
that the fanners of ihut section are turn
ing their attention to the cultivation of
sea i-land cotton.
The government work at the mouth of
St. John’s river, Flu., is progressing, and
it is said that it will make that river cue
of the most important in the Union.
The contractors who have undertaken
to drain Lake Okeechobee in Florida are
to receive fifty per cent, of ail lands re
claimed now or hereafter belonging lo the
State.
In 187.5 there were 3,942 schools in
Tennessee, with an average attendance
of 186,805. In 1880 there were 5,522
schools, with un average attendance of
191,461,
Au Alapaha, Ga., correspondent of the
Savannah News suvs tlmt laud suitable
for truck farming can ber purchased iu
Berrien county for $1 per acre and up
ward, according to locality mid improve
ments.
The house where Sherman received
Johnston’s surrender fifteen years ago
has been converted into n town of 3,500
inhabitants and factories paying nearly
$900,000 annual revenue tax. Yellow
tobacco h:is done it.
Bishop Stevens presided nt the Charles
ton convocation • f the Reformed Episco
pal church. The work of that church iu
South Carolina is confined to the colored
people, among whom it has been very
effective, Nineteen buildings for public
worship havo boon erected during the
last five years.
Tiie Putnam county (Fla.) Herald
says that au agent of the Italian govo
nn nt has been in Florida and has just
turned to Italy. He advocates Flnr
ns a home for his countrymen, and a la
immigration to that .State may beexficcL-
cd. Arrangements are being perfected
with the Oriental Steamship Com puny
for tlieir passage.
Huntsville (Tex.) Item: Total con
victs on hand February 1, 2,140 (consist
ing of 2,111 State nml 29 United States).
How employed: in prison at Huntsville,
405; hired about Huntsville, 21 ; on Husk
prison construction. 198; in iron found
force, 99; in wood-cutting forces, 26,
in plantation forces, 946.
Speaking of the harbor at that pine
the Brunswick (Ga.) Advertiser an;
that, iu addition to the construction of a
line of crib-jetty for the maintenance
a deeper channel, dredging operate
have been carried on with a view of
tablishiug an improved navigable chan
nel eighty feet in width and twelve feet
in depth at mean low water.
The prosperity of Columbus. Ga., ac
cording to the Enquirer Sun. has been
remarkable. Tlio business of the city
has increased over 1,000,000 in live years.
The total sales of last year amounted to
$5,652,866 against $4,530,020 for 187!
#5,388,970 for 1878, $1,966,556 for 187’
and $4,517,986 for 1876. The increase
over 1879 is #122,846, and over 1876
#1,134.600.
The oldest living ex-mcmbcr of Con
gress is the Hon. John A. Outhbcrt, of
Mobile. Ho was liorn at Savannah, Go.,
1788; graduated at Princeton College
1806; served in the war of 1812-15,
and was a Representative from Alabama
sippi against the exodus. There is, he
declares, no demand for negro lalior in
tho State, and those unfortunate darkies
who havo emigrated there are suffering
greatly. The Shuhuta darkies have
a tip all idea of going North, and
of them as are leaving homo are
emigrating to Louisiana aud the Yazoo
bottoms.^
Jt is estimated, occur ng to elaborate
pecifieatioiis in the Memphis papers,
that to avert the plague und render Mein-
pl\l* habitable und to cnifble her to re
cover from ber now prostrate condition,
will require the expenditure of $1,750,000
for stouc; paving, grading aud curbing,
8100.000 for sidewalks, $5 >,00 * for bridg
i, und $600,000 for rawer connections.
Estimates for school and other taxes for
various State, county and municipal pur
poses show the necessity of a total to
llable annual tax for the next two
■nrs of $8 95 ou the 8100, to which, if
3 add the proposed nnnugl levy of fifty
cents to pay the old city debt, we make
tho total tax to #9 45. Truly Memphis
prostrate. Such a tax cau scarcely be
borne.
A Remarkable Calculation.
A curious illustration has boon afforded
by tho New York Journal of Comnu-rrc.
It takea up an utterance of tho Rev.
Adriondaak Murray, who said to a re
cent lecture:
“Now tho .population of the earth is
1,000,000,000, and a generation dies
every thirty years. In every thirty years,
then, 1,000,000,000 human beings g<> out
of tho world and 1,000,000.000 oornc in.
Forty years ago the church taught that
tho world was 6,000 years .old. She
doesn’t to-day pretend to guess within
100.000 years how old the world Is. Yen-
well. what has been tho population of
the world since ill© race began? Who
can estimate tho number? By whnt
arithmetic shall you compute the swarm
ing millions? Take the globe and flat
ten it into a vast, plain, 21,000 by
twenty-four, and would it accommodate
but a fraction of tho human beings that
havo lived upon its suafaoo ? Where is
the locality of the judgment to bo, then?
Can it have a locality ?”
To this the Journal replies: “Now
make the widest conceivable estimates.
coward, lmt ho did uot loaf around there t
tlio next day. Tho settlers wanted to I .
see him, hut ho didn’t want to soo them,
so ho skipped.
“But my father was always called j from 1819 to 1821, sixty
■LilU,, Breeches' flom that day oil, ia stin hulc Rnd hoart
though lie never got too big for his
breeches, as somo jieoplo I know,” nud
the anciont citizen smiled contemptuous
ly as a youug man in a sealskin cap
camo into tho grocery and askod for a
“ 'dahk oigah,’ if you please.”
The minutes wero then amended, nud,
ns amended, approved. —Maditon (Ind.)
Star.
Cush Versus Credit.
Any retail dealer can buy closer with
cash than with credit. The closer ho
buys tho greater are his profits. Money
put down on his counter gives torn a
chnnco to discount his paper, meet his
notes and pay current expenses. Charges
on tho book menu cash next month, or
the month after, or next year. Cash asks
no favors except to lio waited upon.
Credit must havo a bookkeeper, n collec
tor and ft lawyer. If a retail dealer in
her all his part of the stolen inheritance, groceries asks tlio price of starch, ho is
So tho contract was made. Brigitte told that ho can have it nt so much credit,
took possession of the mill, while Francis I or so much for sj»ot cash. If n consumer
took Sea-horse home with him. But in the ( asks tho price of tho retailer, it is on*
evening the horse came back to White-! prico to Cush Down or Dead Bent.
Thorn. Ho told her to take tho three ] The more ono thinks this matter over
leaves again aud repent tho magic words, j tho more ho realizes the force of tho rc-
The horso changed into a sheep, cov-, mark of a promiuent Western financier,
ered with long scarlet wool, ns fine as who lately observed: “The man who
linen. Sea-horse wus called Scarlet- j pays cash whou ho can get credit is n
fleece. j fool.” And so suy we all. If Dead
Tho widow was more surprised than J Boat is to have tho same price as Cash
ever at this transformation. Sho said to ; Down, with nil additional advantage of
ber daughter, “Get tho large shear3, j sixty-six days’ time— which means ninety
for tho auimal can not carry all this ; in nineteen cases ouj of twenty—why do
wool.” I any of us pay cash? Why not nil take
While shearing sho noticed tho wool ! credit?—Detroit Free Frees.
kept on growing under her hand, and ' ■ ■ — -
sho said to White-Thorne: “This sheep Some wires are merely burdens to
is worth more than twenty others, for 1 j their husbands. But a wife who can
cau shear it every day and tho wool will i keep the house warm enough for her
not decrease." Her youngest brother, husband without a stove ought to be a
George, happened to be present when I greut help to him.— B\(ffalo Express.
isted on this earth lOO.OOOyeurs, that tl
population has never from the tirst day
been smaller than this estimate for the
present time — namely, 1,000,000,000.
For tho sake of easv calculation, instead
of tho estimate of thirty years to u gen
eration, call it three generations to i
century. There will apjx»nr to have beer
3.000 generations of 1,OIK),000,000 each,
who, being assembled, require standing
room. For a crowded meeting of men,
women, nml children, it would be nm-
ple estimate to give each two square
feet of room. A square milo contains,
to round numbers, 25,001),000 square
feet, and 12,500,000 persons could stand
on it. Therefore, eighty square miles
would hold a generation, and 3,000 time
that spaco would hold the population of
100.000 years. That is to say. 210,000
square miles would eoutuin them, and,
gathered to a parallelogram, they would
stand in a space 600 miles long by 400
broad. They could easily lie accommo
dated in ono or two of our States.
“Dead aud buried, side by side, they
would requiro fivo times tlieir standing
space, or (say) 1,200,IKK) square :
and tho Guited Htates has nuiph
lands, ns yet unwanted and unoccupied,
to give tliom a cemetery. If any <
wishes ho may estimate how many tin
sand years of generations could 11ml
graves in this country without crowding
each othei. Whoever will may imagin'
tho ]K))>ulntion assembled iu a circle, o
in a vast theater, with floor above floor
each floor diminishing the surface arc:
of the building. It will do people o
vivid imaginations good to reduce suel
imaginations to tlio facts of figures, nml
any school girl can do it..”
Ono of Charley Thompson’s Jokes.
Tho Newbmyport Herald tells the
following story of one whom it describe
as a famous wit of tho Essex Bar: “i
liquor case was being tried in Court, air
n» n part of the evidence a pint "t whisk,
was j'lodnecd by the (%'nnnonwfnlth,
nml it was clearly shown that tho identi
cal whisky was seized from the promise•?
or the defendant, who had it there witli
intent to sell, and whom wo will call
Michael McCarty. It was not n very ex
tensive seizure, lmt still tlio intent wn»
just n.» bad. When the District Attorney
arose he stated the ease, nml said tlmt
he had no doubt but that his brother ou
the other side would make fun out of it,
as was his wont, and ended by oharging
the jury to dispassionately try tho case
simply* on its merits. As he snt down
Mienncl’s attorney arose. 'G-g-gentlo-
men of the ju-iury,' he said, 'the learned
D-d district Attorney s-snyn he w-w-
wisiieh you to t-t-try this c-cnso on its
in-in-merits. So do w-w-wo. M-M-Mi-
chnel McCarty, t-tnko the stand.’ Mi
chael did ho. Ho was a great burly
Irishman, with n jolly countenance and
exceedingly rod uose. ‘M-Miohacl,’ con
tinues! his lawyer, ‘1-1-look upon tho jury.
G-gentloinon of tho jury, 1-look upon
Michael McCarty. No-notioohisb-l>eum-
ing count nance, his jolly, rubicund face;
ami now, p gentlemen of tho j-jury, do
you believe, and are you pro-prepared to
state ou your oaths, W-vond a r-reasona
ble doubt, th-th-thatif Michael McCarty
hnd a pint of whisky In* would soli it?'
It is needless to say thev didn’t.”
Wno says there nro no clairvoyant in
tuitions in dreams? A young lady in
Dubuque, la., saw, several years ago, in
tho watches of the night, tho face of the
stranger whom sho was ono day to marry.
| Hho waited patiently, happened to go to
New York a short tirno ago. and met him
! on the parlor floor of tho Grand Central
of Shubuta, Mw-- got the Kansas craze Hotel. Sho fainted; ho applied a bowel
la»t year, ann appointed one of tteir j °t water; eho told lum all; lio was not
whether it was advisable for them to go i dynamica and fate; tho dream has come
there. The emiss-ary has just ret*mod j true.
to Shubuta, after a thorou e h inwatiga- Luass , honla rom „ m b« that the
lion Kalians, nud i* dumping MIbu«. j Up* are loopcst chapped.
Some men are never sweet on thtfr
wives except at a masquerade ball.
A Brsnnn of wheat, woighing sixto-
two pounds, contained 550,600 kernels.
A Boston paper charges certain acton
with “fulminating trite faculties.” No
arrests were made.
It is estimated that a freight train now
enters New York every fifteen minutes,
each train averaging 35 oars.
Boston servant girls always ask for
pom* molasses at the grocery, because it
takes longer for it to run.
The world is filling up with educated
fools—mankind read too rnuoh and leant
too little.—Joeh Billing*.
A man tumbled with sleeplessness oan
euro himself by pretending to do duty os
o night watchman.—Xeto Orleans IHca-
t/ttne.
A La Crosse, Wis., minister prayed
for tlioso “who were smitten with ill
ness, and those who have gono a-tishing,
nud also tlioso too lazy to dress for
oh Arch.”
An old conple in Maine havo been
married seventy-five years. What a shud
der this item will create when it gets to
circulating in the Indiana papersl—N. Y.
Commercial.
The obstinancy, observes a London
journalist, with which old smokers cling
to life is really marvelous; they teem
altogether to ignoro tho fact that tobaoco
is a deadly poison.
Lavater was a good observer when ho
wrote: “Mistrust tho man who finds
eryfhiug good, tho man who finds
ery thing evil, aud still more, tho man
10 is indifl'oreut to every thing.”
An epitnph on a recently cut tomb-
stone reads:
" Hero lira Snra.inllia IJarrirt Jonea,
W h.*r maiden nume was Sli’klrs,
Most p.tooua were her dj-lnx imwn-,
Tho cans'* of Joath nas-ph'klra."
—Sew Yb'k Commercial A'frertiter,
Wfien a Buffalo Btrcet car conductor
is told by a lawyer tlmt ho had fallen
Loir to a legacy of §100,000, tho man
simply asked tho loau of fivo cents to buy
n cigar with. He wanted to find out if
tho lawyer was lying to torn.
person who had an important case
in court sent two very haudsome and ex-
pensivo flagons to tlio Judgo. Ho or ;
d them to be filled with costly wine
sent back to the donor. The Judge
n pagan, however, and didn’t know
better. Suoh foolish stories can’t be
told of the courts of nowadays.
Slavery is still a recognized institu
tion of Arabia, and nn active trade in
blacks is carried on in some of tho larger
towns. Arab custom enfranchises a slavo
ot tho end of seven vears’ faithful ser-
i, and on leaving his muster presents
him with one or more camels nud an out-
Tlio manumitted negroes marry and
> nn even chance in lifo with thoir
former owners. There is no prejudice
against a negro in Arabia.
“Era feeping" is the now game. Two
holes are made in a screen. The per
formers stand behind it and place their
eyes iu tho holes, whilo tho persons in
front guess to whom tho eyes belong.—
Xcw York llci'ald. They havo tho
same gamo, modified somewhat, out
West. “Eye openers” nre drank, a fight
ensues, in which gouging prevails and
thou tho person who sweeps up tho floor
guesses to whom the gouged eyes be
long.
Rrssnr.L Sage is said to bo tho vorj
model of frugality and domestic econ
omy. His household coucerns are con
ducted with systematic attention. lie
weighs out tho sugar, ten, coffee, aud
spices, and measures tlio liquids required
by his housekeeper and exacts a rigid ac
count from that usual pet tiooatod ty
rant. After this the old mail drives down
town and sets to w ork to checkmate Jay
Gonhl on Western Union or to get owaj
with any stray Now York Central Mr.
Vanderbilt may not bo able to carrj
off.
ago.
He
und practices
law in the courts of Mobile.
It is estimated that thero nre above
29.000 terrapins on Mulford Dorian's
terrapin farm, on Mobile bay, ubrmt
thirty miles below Mobile, Ala. He
purcha-es of the country people on Mis
sissippi Sound about 8,000 n year, at
about#B perdozpn, und adds them to his
farm. lie ships about 12,000 per year
lo New York, where they bring $8 to#18
j»cr dozen. The cost of feeding them is
about #1 per dozen |M?r annum.
The inland fisheries of eastern North
Carolina yield #500,000 per annum and
employ 4,000 men. Ono hundred miles
from tho coast is said to bo the finest re
gion in the United States for garden
truck, jt is too lew for late frosts, and
gains an artificial earliness of spring
Cupt. K. A. Hhotwell, editor of the
Farmer and Mechanic, says, from the
warmth of the Gulf stream. Double
crops can l*e marie—$124 worth of green
peus per acre or #100 worth of potutoea,
followed hy #50 worth of cotton. The
growing season lasts from February to
November.
New Orleans Democrat: The negroes
A Legislator’s Littio Joke.
Two Fairfield County members of the
General Assembly met at Hartford, to
engage eating and sleeping accommoda
tion s for tho time they should bo in at
tendance upon the session. Ono of them
is one of the representatives from this
city; the other represents a shore town a
few miles west- Both nre heavy weights
•—one of them posse-sing ft oorporoBity
nothing short of ponderous; lioth are al
ways beaming with good nature, and
both dearly love practical joking. They
decided upon the Allyu House ns thoir
stopping place, and called thero to se
cure rooms. Tlio big legislator went
ahead to look nt tho eligible npartmonts,
ping bit ’ 4
iuto do’
i stairs o
prut.
i.tlu
r guess these will do," remarked tho
btg legislator, as tho affable clerk showed
him-a pleasant sleeping apartment with
a sitting-room adjoining, “there's a clos
et, 1 suppose.
“Yet
3 it v
cturued the clerk, showing
“Ah, yes,” observed the legislator,
surveying it critically, “and ifchas hooks,
too. ‘Tlmt will just suit my friend down
stairs. Jle will walk iu overy day, you
know, and bring his dinner, and one of
these hooks is just tho thing to hang his
dinner pail ou. No objection to having
him do that, I suppose?’ 7
TUo affable clerk assured him there
was not tlio least objection.
"lie’ll appreciate that,” said the legis
lator, “and now there’s another thing:
lit may got caught over night by a storm
or something, and as ho won’t want to
hire a room, I suppose I shall have to
take him in with me. You can rig up a
cot lied or provide him with blankets to
sleep on tho floor, ns lie isn’t particular
about auythiug of that kind. Think wo
can fix it?"
Tho clerk looked a littio dubious, but
said ho giiossod it could bo arranged sat
isfactorily, and tho legislator closed the
bargain for the rooms nt once.
Meanwhile the Major was waiting
down stairs for his friend. “I have fixed
it nil right, Dave," said tlio latter on
coming down stairs, “let’s go.”
“But I vo got to get my rooms yet,”
said the Bridgeport representative.
“All right, 1’Jl wait for you,” rejoined
tho other, winking expressively to tho
clerk.
The Bridgeport man wont on to trans
act his business, but couldn’t understand
the cool unconcern with which ho was
treated by the clerk at tho outset, until
liis friend explained matters later. Then
ho laughed and said ho must get even
before tho session was ovor.—Bridge•
port (Conn.) Farmer.
Destroying tlio Unman Stomach.
The manufacture of cheap candies
from white oarth, or terra alba, mixed
with a little sugar and glucoso, is earned
an extensively in Now York. A oonsnn
taker, who investigated tho confectionery
business, reports that seventy-five per
sent of somo candies ia composed of
these substances, and some candy,
notably “gum drops,” contains still less
sugar/ What is called a lino brand of
cas+ild soap has been found to be com
posed chiefly of this white earth and
grease. —Boston Journal.
A man never looks so much like a red
1 handed villain as when he is told by the
photographer to “look pleasant.”