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ASa Europe unfst tffeetnnd eitbif Ooa- I »ack or x ‘imbUcuu.—Napoleon.. 4> — By as rahyh pp you love men, by eo — j mutjh is yuitr iiifMoiJoe.'t ’ ' ' ■ Tmre ^re sviw^dvds fO grand Til'll Ilw.tr tiit *l.tv .'.Mna il.nil **' * * VOLUME V, BUTLER. GEORGIA, TUESDAY. JULY 5. 1881. ~r NUMBER 40. I tarried t Sly e r and sublimity, vlUsrml bit,- n I watched my ships upon t Aud turrets pierced the ether i! blue above e to’my ' And then I dreamed I bad the poet'B magic touolu And tuned my lyre to Bongs of love eua peace; * l»y witMlnted dreams llko tlieie^-ever such— IUciMEhWls. fart whisper of t A RACE FOB A WIFE. “1 itill present you,” ho said to _ idw& will gd together to Mezieres’ I haveKiustory from a friend who was riear to tye.. He related it to me one day ae we. were talking on the hazards of life, m/>re ustonishing and more romantic a hundred times, than the inventions of fiction. 'He had seen Hubs littio drama develop itself; ,hs still knew the actors in “and _ w __ where we will find one of the heroes of this narrative ;itill living. All the ro mances havenqt yet been written; the ruost marvelous have still to he pub- lislied. And who' ktiotos liow many ro mances each one of us takes away with him profoundly buried ip -the secrecy of his conscience, painfully smothered un der the.tombstone?’’ Eugene Decary did not know how tfuehia words were, and the story of Jean Chevaucheux was the last, that he told me,' It is he who will tel^ yop the story. My father used to live at' Bethel, in the high street, in a house I can still see before 5^y eyos with its slate roof and •projecting beams, a hospitable house if ever there was one. . Poor folks new the way to It, - They entered- with tlieir wal let empty and wont away with it- full. We wei^.all want-ad ope night at fehe.fire- side; my father was smoking his pipe ■And watching the fire burn, my mother was ironing, and I was reading, when we heard a noise at the door, aud brw enter a boy with frightened looks, “Whit ip ttfe dfttter?”” - • i,! f • “It is a soldier very tired who has just fallen exhausted before the do«fc” My father loved soldiers, HeV rose brusquely, ran out, aud then? he was, before 1 had -takthi a 'st4j),> coming iu again vj^th a ypuug- soldier leaning upon him, or ’ * ' ' him up of < ly^Xfttliqr, Uuy father l^ad, taken ■and Vito carrying mtmlikc ft stick My irfather hastened (to draw -the! big nrra-ebuip. up t<| thy fire. The spidjer was maim to sit. or rather recline iu.it,. and myfttTher said, JooRiug 'at.thfe poor fellow :6$0 G ‘ .1' u x “Is it possible! Walking iu that state?” The fact-is that the soldier was very thin and pale, his hair flattened on Ins forehead, the veins of his templestyig'usj your littio finger, his face black witlu dust. W&. wore. thou .ip, the month of October, nm the i^dtllyi was beginning to grow i bpt'»thif fiioor fellow was nevertheless sweatllig mg drops us if it hod been dog days. He must have hod a long trauip. His shoes were iu shreds; you coijjf) Jseji where! the stones had torn the leather; the loft foyt wait bleeding. The sontmy'JHd nbt move, but remained iu the ahtt&lMiir, with his head thrown 1 bock, hia eyes half open and white as a sheet. ,. • | My mother had already put some soup on the fire and a panful of wine., “Bali/'J Raid toy father, - “the first thing to brooked after, is the feet” And, kuecling down, he begau to tear and cut away the shreds of leather. The soldier’s feet, all -swollen, and full of blisters, looked like the feet of the martyrt, swollen With ptrfu and weakened by hard ebpisu which we see in the pic tures of the Spanish painters. My father.Uipped his handkerchief in vinegar and Washed tile wounds. “You;* he said to me, “make some lint.” And i began to tear up some old linen that my mother had taken out of the big cupboard. Meanwhile tlte soldier had come to himself. He looked at us, at my father, my mother, and myself, a and the two or three neighbors Whh had come in, one after the otffen ' His Jwahdkr&g eyes seemed to interrogate everything. It was no lpqger thy road* the stones, the great deserted woods that he saw before him, but a gay rooqcR.wiUi a ceiling of shining oak, a cloth on the table, knife and forkIpRLanctA. hrawp earthenware soup-bowl .emitting a-savory sited of cab I) ago soup. *ie rail of the father, with confused'etnotkm “Ah! Monsieur. But you do not know me.” “Ah! well, that does not matter; we will become ^cquainted at tlm table/’ We liod alieady dined, but my father wished bear the soldier o'oinpany. He mtidottn to table opposite liim, as it were bfpodtog P?er him, and looking a| the l-ogimental buttons that shone on lijs cloak. Tile soldier ate, and ate heartily; for a little, and that tear puzzled mis. “Ah,” ho said with u movement in which there Was a little auger and a good deal of grief; “I shall not be ablo to walk until to-morrow morning.” “Walk!” cried my mother, terrified. The soldier shook his lieud. “You don’t know, you, I mtist.” It was a vOw. In our Ardennes those primitive souls have respect and faith. I saw my father look at the young man in the face with out astonishment, and with mute inter rogation. “Yes,” said the soldier, “I will tell you the whole story. You have, perhaps, saved my life; I ought, at least, to tell you who I am. My name is Jean Chevau- chi’.nx, and my father is a wood-splitter at Mezieros. He is ng honest man, like you, monsieur. Seven years ago, when I drew for tho conscription; I was madly in lovo with Marguerite Servftn, a good hearty girl and a pretty ouo. I hud already asked, her in marriage, and her father hud not said no; but, you see, Pierre.Puvioux lmd asked her in mar riage at the Bamb time that 1 did. Pierre Ptivionx is n man of my age, who carries his heart in his hand, as tho Haying is; gay aud well-lookinc. I ought to have dotested him, and he has remained ray friend. Well, Father Scrvah Said to me as he held out his hand: “ 'You are worthy to be my son-in-law, my lad; but first of all you must please my daughter. I will uSk her.' “Marguerite, when asked, said that she would gladly consent to be my wife. But she said the same when they talked to her about Pnvioux. She loved both of us, one', as much as the other; she hesitated—slio did not dare to decide. But still she could not marry both of us. Time went on. When the time o! the conscription came we drew Iota. Puvioux and I, on the same day. I had N6. 8 and he had No. 7, and so we both of us became soldiers. For a moment I was in a state of great fright, I confess. People at Mezieres said that Puvioux had a rich' aunt, and that she would buy him off. If Puvioux did not join the army, Puvioux would marry Marguerite, and I, knowing that I should be obliged to go on, for I was poor. I thought I flready heard the fiddler at the wedding, tonding my ears and iny heart.” “I mRst tell you that Marguerite Servan has not her equal. If I lost her now, after baving..waited seven years for Iter, hi Don my. honor, I think I should hlftwodtuly brains. ,, “Luokily, Pierre Purioux woe not bought off ‘His aunt'dieo, leaving debts instead of a foitiinb. He had not a pen ny any ‘ more; than I had. We wera obliged to shoulder our guns, and were expected on bur .way-bill « wrT moment. One night Father Servo tte eafch V>y tlio arm ftnfd'led iia to n and this is .what lid‘said to ub ns wo emptied a bottle of Moselle wine: “ 'My boys, you are good and honest Aideunais, equal in morit. I fovo you with all my Iveart. Orib of you shaJl.be myson-iu-law; that is understood. Mur- .gypvitQ wfil wait vjyon years. Khe has . no jRteferenco'eitherior you, Puvioux, or •for'you, Ohevftuoheux, but she loves both of you, and she fvill make -happy the one whom fortune ? slmll cliobsi •: Tliede a^e” tho doliditia|is on whiph qhe ojf yoq; shall piarry my daughCer; you start bn chair, And said to my latter, Suddenly, l took £ Fatbci’ Heryan, and pays: .. “Here I am, my time is out;” he, I swear, shall be the hhsbaud of Marguerite;' “I was astonished; I thought that I had misunderstood. I looked at Pierre Puvioux aud he looked at me, aud. al though we were sad enough at heart, we were certainly ready to burst out laugh- • ing. • 7, . “But Father Bervon was ndt joking. He Rad discovered this means of getting ont of the difficulty; nhd lie meant to stick to it. I held* out my hand, and sWote to act neither by ruse or Violence, aiid to let PieVre Puvioux marry - 'Mar guerite, if he returned to Mezieres i be-i fore I did. Pierre stood up and swore the same, and then wo. shqpk ponds while Father Sarvatt Ba:d: •“Now, the rest is your affair. Tho only thing is to esonpe bullets and to re turn safe apd sound. ’ “He filled our glasses once more, and we drank a parting draught. “Before leaving, I wished to see Mar guerite. Just as I was arriving under heTWindoW—it was at dusk—I saw;so*rie ohe in the shade coming in the saflle di rection. I stopped short. It was rioiTe' Puvioux. He seemed vexed to find me there. I was not particularly pleased to meet him. We stood there for a mo ment like two simpletons looking at the toes of our boots. Then with a move ment <4 courage. I said te Putvioux: '* TmaU*'we go in together ?’ “We entered and toqk our farewell of Mtirgherite. Shi listened to us without skying anything, but-there-were tears at the.tipp other blonde eye-lashes. Sud denly Pierre, who wag talking, stopped and began to sob and I to do tho same. Then Marguerite joined in, and there •Ne'ViSilfi'.idl^threo' shedding tear* and pressing each others hands. “When the diligence that took ns awky from Mezieres began to rattle on the pavement the next day, I felt in clined to throw myself down from the imperial and get crushed under the wheels. - The more so aa there was a Lorrgiuer at my Side who was nidging in talk of Mezieres, of Father Servan, and of Marguerite. Wo used to write to Mezieres often, but each told the other the contents of his letters. It was a, struggle, it is true, but it was loyal. When Margnerite or old Servan replied, the letter was for both of us. An equal dose of hope was given to each of ua, and so we went on hoping. “One day the Colonel took it into hie head to appoint me Corporal. I was vexed and proud at the same timo. You see, I was no longer the equal of Puvioux. My stripes gave me the right to oommand him, aud in the oyes of bur Ardennais, that was no small advantage. But I did not glory in m,t rank; on tho contrary, it made me ill at ease. I did not dare to talk to Purioux any more. Then I reflected that there were more ways than one of getting rid of my next rank. I neglected my duty and was forthwith degraded. But wlio should be made Corporal in my stead but Puvioux. But Puvioux was not to be outdone; at the end of a weolc he resigned. After that there was no danger of any proposi tions being made to us to make any change in our uniform. We wore con demned to remain common soldiers. “ ‘So much tho better.’ said Puvioux. 'Wlmt luck!’ said I. “When wo had served our seven years —for I do not mean to tell you our his tory day by day—I said to Puvioux: “ ‘Well, now is the time to start, eh?’ “‘Yes,’ he replieu, ‘we are expected. ’ “ ‘You know/ I said, ‘the game will not be finally won until both of us arrive at Mezieres, and until the loser has de clared that the combat has been loyal.’ “And so ouo morning, with good shoes on onr feet and Btiok in hand we set out for Mezieres from Angers, whore aye, were in garrison: At firritSve Wket! nlong in company, not saying much, thinking a good deal, and walking above every tiling. The weather was terribly hot and dmdy^Half way oa.-ono -of eser mavcljes T^ar©frn on the roadside over- whehned with fatigue. “*i^re you going,to stay there?’said Puvioux; to me, ' “ ‘Yes.’ “‘^dieu!’ he said continuing hia “ ‘.fu revoir• • ’ V'V?. ’ “I watched him m he went on with a: firm stop as if he had duly jusf started. Whenu saw him disappear at a band of the rohd, and when I wm once hi one, as it wen abandoned, I felt-a great ilehpair, I matte an effort. I rose and began to walk again.. That littio halt had .don*, me good; l talked, talked..dftd.Wlkfift until I liad caught up with Puvioux ana passed, him,. r “At- night, too, I was well ahead, Tint I was worn, ,opt. I filtered an inn, to sleep a little. -1 slept * nil night In the morning I woke up. I saw that tho day was getting on; I was furious and called some ouo, » * . , u ;: r.- . “ ‘Ytnrhavrf not somr a soldier pass ofi foot?” “ ‘Yes,, monsieur le milUaire, very late last night. He asked for a glass of water.’ “Ah! I was outstripped in my turn! I started hurriedly. At three o’clock in the afternoon I had not caught tip Pu vioux, nor at six o’clock either. At night-1 took my rest while l ate, aud -started to walk again. I walked a good part of tho night, but my strength had ‘limits. Once more I stopped. I knocked at an inn. The door opened, and thero sitting in a chair I saw Puvioux, pale as ilifiith.,. Ho make a movement of dis- pleasnro when lio Haw mo that was nat- [lual. We did not talk much. Wliat could wo say ? Wo wore both, tired. The great thing was to know who should get up first for the next morning. It was I. - “Tho next morniug was this morning, timeo this morning I have been walking, taking a rest now and then, but only a very short one. We arc gettihg close. Bethel is the last stage between Angero and Mezieres. I know my map of Franco now. The last stage! Great ^tcuvons, if I arrived too late!” choux, ns if he had been struck down. He repeated once more: “Ah! mon Dieu?” Then he buckled on his knap- N sack, and cried: “After all, wlmt you have told me gives me oourage. Jjet me bo off. ” In the room below, my mother, already tip, was filling a wallet with provisions for Chevatioheux. But ho refused. He was not hungry- Nevertheless ho let her fill him a flask of brandy, anil put ting on a pair of my father’s shoes ho started, blessing my mother and leaning on mv father’s arm to tako tho first ft, ? had • four years after this v heard no news of Ohevauelieux. We used often to talk of that evening when the soldier had oome into our house bleeding and weary. What had becomo of him? What had been the end of that romance of lovo so strangely begun? One day my father had to go to Meti ers on business. Ho took me with him. At Mezieres he wished to enter the first barber’s shop that he saw to get shaved. On the door-stop ft little child was sit ting with its legs apart, and smiling at the sun. “Will you allow ma to pass?” asked my lather, laughing. "No. I won’t,” replied the child with n little lisp. At that moment the door opened, and a man in his shirt-sleeves appeared—-the father—and took the cbila up in his arms, saying: “Pierre! Pierre! do you want to drive away the customers?” 1 recognized the voice, and so did my father. We looked at the barber. The barber looked at us. It was Jean Cliov- and held ont his hand. His face was all red and beaming with pleasure. “Wlmt, is it you? Ah! and to think r.thflt I have never written to you. All! you don’t know. It is I who married -inf; I arrived first. ” And rushing intotheback shop: “Mnr- gifcrite! Marquorite!” he cried, “Oome, Mel ” He was wild with joy. A young wo man appeared, blonde, pretty, blue-eyed, pensive and gentle air, a little l do not know?” said Chevau- to her. “It was this gentleman took care of me so well at Retliel tU<j night beforo I arrived at yourfather’s se. * * * I have often and often ed to yon about him. * * * This i^jthe gentleman.” Maignerito fixed lior huge, calm eyes upon, saluted us and thanked us softly; then, ns her husband continued to dvoke the past, she lbbked at him tenderly with a look tlmt Supplicated and was not without reproach. But Joan saw nothing. .“Ah! itistoyou that I owe all my happiness, monsieur! My child, ray littio hoy, look at him, my little Pierre! •It was my wife wlio wished tlmt ho should have that name. Isn’t lie a fine boy, and strongly built? And ray shop is going on first-rate. My: wife! 1 adore her! And all this I owe, to you! ” “And tho other!" asked I, impru dently. “The OtlieV?” said Clievnucheux. He curled his • lower lip, did-not see tlmt Marguerite turned her lurid away, aud answered’: » : • “Poor Puvioux? Poor fellow, hoar- rived second; utakttytte. vary made me cry,'I' can tuft ;you*-~lto. -i^hrite’ himself into the river.” . v- v r tk all over. ^ hnr igaifi/ k 'ell,’ you see, {fine passes! fthe seven years are over, and who knows? Perhaps I am not only going to see her again, but to marry her. J* , “There are, indeed, strange ci&tloeain life/’ continued' Jean Chevaucheux. “Pierce and I started on the same day, and at the sntn'e hour, and we were placed in tjie same regiment, At first I was yfiXV&J I should l*tYeUkcd : to ;h4v^ \ known that he was far away. As you* i may imagine, I could not lovo him much. BUt l kefleotod efterwara that 'If PuvioMt was fwith me I could at least talk aDout her. That consoled me. Well, •I.said to myeslf, J am in for seven yeara of it] After all, one gets over it; ; i A “In the regiment I became a fast - . .... friend of.PSdrce Pnvwtxx. i-Heprorndtof' passed-under onr window, going:along oua, dark ana with an energetic be an exfiellent good fellow, and at Dight, ns if tite devfli wctA after ; W YWSfW ROfi! |,All < » oh -'? ieu tin box that the soldier ttttMi ta*d, *<«%ou hav.- iiuioiimt vuu> time, for there is your conge, 'then why do you kill yCurself by toiliug alimg the highway? jl see how thCVgwT stands^ rYm frtire no mone.^t^payMr the fiiligenee?” - ' “I?" replied the soldier! “I have re ceived my pay and my bounty, aud toy mother has sent me enough to pay for a jflace ii|^^Joupe r if I had liked ^ Bpt for another bottle of wine. When the meal was over the soldier tried Ho tottered, uttered a chair. / Ttheh saw a tear in his eyA f ‘ He look, And Pierre Puvioux,” asked my ifttner, “has he caught you up?” r •♦‘No,” replied Chevaucheux, “ T am ahead. If I could start now, l should be saved.” “Start ? In this state ? Impossible ! ” - “I know—my feet are swoRun aud cut—and provided; that, to-morrow—” “ To-morrow yon will be rested—you will be able to walk.” “ Do you think so ? ” said the soldier, with a look ardent as lightning. “I promise you.” My father then advised the soldier to. go to bed. Chevaucheux did not refuse. The bed was ready. He shook hands with us and wont np to his room. It was ten o’clock. “ I will wake yoil at five o’clbck.” said my father. It was fidtyet daylight, on the follow ing morning when my fathor, -already up, looked out of the window to see how the weather was. While he was at the window ho hcar$ some heavy footsteps on the road below, and iii the oliseiue twilight tlmt precedes daybreak' Ho prtr- oeivoil a soldiet who was walking in the direction 'of Mezieres. “ Up already 9 ” said my fathen Tlie soldier stopped. - “Well,” continued my father, “are you off?” The soldier looked up and fried to make out wlm was speaking to him. “ Yon are Jefln 'Cnevanoneux,' are yon not? ” asked my father. “ No,” said the soldier : “ T am Piarrq rtivioux.” j And as if that panic oi Qlievnuelimix had been the prick of a spur, he resumed his walk more rapidly, and was soon lost hi the obscurity. When my father could no longer sod him hq conld hear the noise of his shoes ; on the road leading to Mezteres. . - “Ah I ” said my father to himself, ** Chevaucheux must bo sharp if lie means to oatch up that man.” And he went straight to the room where Jean had slept. He was already np and look- i 'ipg at his feet by the light of a candle. “ Victory ! ” he cried, when Uo saw my father ; “ I feel fresh and strong, and I suffer no more. En route ^ “And quickly,” Teplied my father. “Puvioux has just passed through NEWS GLEANINGS. “Pierre Puribui?*' “I have jtiit spoken to him. AnAeeftat AU A most rt lioulons rainw church in Nerwiaatle passtng tho cliflkcn a out. The man jokingly accosted the policeman and said he was wanted in side, meaning that the minister would be glad to have him turn from the error of his ways, aud seek the truth and en joy a peace that passeth all understand ing. The stupid policeman thought there was some trouble in the church, so he went in. * The sexton, seeing a po liceman, was anxious to give him a favor able seat, so he Corge right in here,”.and he took him to a pew and' waved his hand, as much as to say, “Help yourself.” There was another man in thq prfw/a tteacon with a sinister expression as' the policeman thought, and he supposed that was the man they wanted arrested, so he tapped tho dea con on tho arm and told him to come along. The deacon turned pale and edged along as though to get away, when the policeman took him by the collar And jerked him out into tho aisle. The deacon struggled, thinking the police man was crazy, and tried to get away, but he was drugged along. Many of the congregation thought the deaeon had been deiug something wrong, and some ( of them got behind tho deacon and helped tho officer fire him out. Arriving a4 the look-up, tho policeman Haw tho man who told nim he was wanted in the church, and asked him what the charge was against the deacon, and he didn’t know, so the sexton was appculed to, and he didn’t know, and finally the pris oner was asked what it was all about, and he didn’t know. The policeman was asked what ho arrested tho man for, and he didn’t know, and after awhile tho matter was explained, and the police man, who had to arrest somebody, took the man into custody who told ho was wanted in the church, and he was fined $5 and costs. He says ho will never try to convert a policeman again, and tho policeman says he will never go _ to church again if they get to knocking each other down with hymn-books.-- Peck'* Swa. v f Population of the West. At tho beginning of the, century the population of the groat West, which is now about 20,000,000. was a littio more than 50,000. The following interesting table shows the growth of that popula tion : Per cent, of Year. Poimlotim. Inara*. isao .!iE'i^’..v..!.'.”.'.’.!!!!. sv»y>7 m ffi-'-:::::;:::::::::::::: SS & uuo!!!! MdMia I vmm i* 1870 • \.W,l*7l,Wl 43 DM. 19,IiU,WQ ... 07. That table is a very, interesting, qne. |t is one of (l ,tRe ; most remar^ahto fcu|r in ert ;p tlus^ejp^rkabje pge. ; i . 1 Tennewiee will not make a large wheat crop. The peanut crop of Tennessee will be a failure. Gas in Nashville is Burnished at $1.75 per thousand feet. A company is organizing to manufac ture cars in Selma, Alabama. St. Autrustine, Fla., has a surplus of $2,740.87 in cash in her treasury. A fisherman at Pensacola caught 1,000 red snapper fish recently. Sc'saa, Alabama, has a population in its corporate limits of 7,529. The mayor of Montgomery, Ala., re ceives a salary of $1,(KK) a year. Western corn has killed a number of horses and mules in Alabama. By lowest estimate Mr. Davis h as al ready made $100,000 on his book. Boston capitalists are investing $300,- 000 in a cotton factory at Vicksburg, Miss. Baltimore capitalists have invested $1,500,000 in a Davidson county, N. C., gold mine. Two hundred thousand young shad have just been placed in the Congaree. The colored people of AbbeviUe, 8. , have formed a life insurance asso- eiation. . Y®ll«*j fewer was not known in Mex ico until 0.765., Volusia county, Fla., has t largest orange grove in the world—1,006 acres. Mr. Herzler, of Madison county, Ala bama, clipped 1,400 pounds of wool from 252 sheep. The sales of leaf tobacco in the Lynch burg, Va., warehouse for the present year segregate 13,297,307 pounds. An apple in LaGrange, Ga., has two or ttyrejf apples upwn its trunk. There is nbt/a sign of a twig or branch, but they arj growing upon the bark of the tree. A letter fnotn Southern Florida de scribes a flight of wjiite butterflies from the South that has filed the air like snowfllakes for six days, going North. A little uine-yenr-t)ld bqy at. Center, Ala., killed his uncle, named Brooks, by hitting him on the head with a rock. The uncle had' wipped the-boy, and the young reprobate took this means of re dress. ’ ■•• H Nine-tenths ,of the babies born in Oglethorpe county, Gn., this year are boys. This rule also applies to animals. The males afe undeniably on top this year. This preponderance at sex is said to be sign of obmuig war. The Spongers of Key West are making money. The Democrat says there were over $2 >,00,0 worth of sponges on the barf thero one day lost week, y. The Atlanta Constitution says there are many lunatics wandering around the country, because of the inadequacy of the present accommodations at the Lun atic Asylum. Georgia paper: The^reas of Geor gia is a unit Li the cruwo£ temperance. The bqy ft differ spm/whnt, however, in their id^as as Uythe proper mode of attacking the hydra-headed monster. We are for killing him vrith kindness and coerring him by persuasion! ■ Choke a dog to denth with buttet and he won’t know what killed him. , The San Antonio Express says: Last week was a good week for killing con victs who attempted to escape, though three were' laid out instantly and two others morttttlv wounded. When it ap pears to bo almost certain death for a 1 convict to attempt to escape it weiUR strange that the attempt should l>e so frequent! To remain must he almost worst than death tc a good many. The Puqblos of New Mexico believe that at death they will be carried away in some mysterious manner to a place beneath a vast underground lake, where melons and peaches and beautiful maid ens and horses and in never-ending sup ply for the good. Notwithstanding, all these inducement'?, ?ome of the tyj^Blos are as depraved »? if they had l*eq ^qrn in the ynited Stages. '• 1 The editor of Paris North Texan thus ___ defines his position on. the diqoar qiu** <toai*;<l toitoruitih okril tion:-fWe are not a rimtiioltemper/ anOe core nor a church member. Wei are a mush, tricked man. rffiff vre have drank’ Vliiskv, periodicMfr, oriri lift until last year, whon, recognizing the dunes of a father, remembered tlyit^ rro responsible for our example,‘ f wequit, the aceilfsed practice, and wv* are ih for f the war against tho traffic—not thdse who sell «hd drink it. .>tii i' Tiie^o^peranpf men ^of Vlirginik krtf thorougjilj’ organized. “It'WiiM a« : moment, more then .. a most profound trutlr in tba A1J suushinq makes ship burner of New Orleans, from time to time, as his case progressed, to reveal the names of a number of prominent citizens who he claimed were the real instigators of the numerous ship fires, one of which he received his sen tence, have at length been carried into execution. He stated that he would be willing to furnish $25,000 security that he could, within twenty-four hours, bring the real culprits to the baf of jus tice a.id furnish such proofs that would convict them. . Tkeru - j proverb |/jm desert!” $Wi\T3x gossip spriilgilig free and Chcferyj from a human heart, is a kind of vetr acity and speech much preferable to pedantry nud inaue gray hazo.^ (Jarlytc, , , Livo to sr.mo purpose; m»ke tby life A olft of had to lliev; A Deed Two Hundred Years Old. In the office of the Recorder of Deeds Wilmington is perhaps tho only deed of land from an Indian to a white man in existence in this county. It is the only me that has been found there, at any •ate, and is the docket which contains a number of deeds and confirmations by Sir Francis Lovelace, Governor-General of these provinces under the Duke of York. The deed is from Mechmcksitt, Ohief Sachem of the Coliansink Indians, 1 ‘solo Indian owner and proprietor of all tlmt tract of land commonly called by the Cliristians Bompies Hook, aud by the Indians Newsink.” For the con sideration of one gun, four handfuls of powder, three “matscoata," one anchor of liquoi and one kettle “in hand paid by Peter Bayard of New York,” the land ado over to Mr. Bayard, his heirs and assigns. Tho Biguatures are an interest ing part of the document. The old chief made a mark tlmt looks more like a turtle than anything else one can think of. After this mark comes the line, "This is the mark of Moissappcuackin, son of Mechiecksitt,” and the mark is that of a ’s hand. The seal is set at Now Castle in Delaware on May 4, 1679.— Wilminyton Every Ewniny. A Heavenly argosy. —Barry CornvcAll. There is a new heraldry. The future forces are those of brains; and even mil*; liounires will soon realize that they must know something before they attempt to ridicule others. The king eommnndA iia, and thr doctor qiuicki ua, l lie |>ru*t Instructs, an<l so our life rxlialya; A hole breath, love, wine, atn'jition, fame, l- i.,htui>5, devotion, dust—ticrbajie a uunte. —Byron. Women* among savages is a beast of burden; in Persia she is a piece of furni ture; in Europe, ebe is a spoiled cfbild; in America slio is an honored wife and mother—tho queeu of her household. If you cannot speak well of your neighbors, do not speak of them at all/ A cross neighbor may be made kind by kind* treatment. The true way to be happy is to make others happy. To t>o good is a luxury. If you are not better and wiser at the end of the day that day is lost. To have a consciousness that every thing we lack aud really need is in him, aud that he does exceeding abundantly more than we ask or think, apd does it for his own sake—that is, out of his own very nature, which is to make abundance; just as it is the nature of the summer to make flowers and fruit—liow blessed it is! With sn average price per annum of $7.83, and an aggregate daily circula tion of 8,581,187, the people of tho United States appear to pay out annually the sum of $26,250,100.71 /or their daily newspaper?. These totals aro subject to certain obvious qualifications. Every newspaper bos a free list, more or less large, tne chief item of which is iu its exchanges.' Allowance must also bo ! An* excii made for a small percentage of papers .) girl i J >tinted regularly, but not sold or circu- the kind ated and including tear mid waste. On ij., the other hand, and especially • iu the ge]vcf> large cities, a considerable per cent, of people the total circulation is disposed of by the ! single copy at tho retail price. While , >Ha the average cost to the annual subscriber j j )e ^. Several years ago, at Asylum, tho superintendent writer that so far as he knew *’ had been a single case of a of inebriacy at the asylum, i was some wife,, mother or si mule friend, riho had through .evil report and had suffered for him pi sistontly, aud by her kept him anchored 1 titudo, and fin to nmknntnhemeii to suffer f< which in justii suffering for of life, and it Binghamton i 2} cents per copy, the averngd retail prioe per copy for the country is nearly | * i, tho lai then 4J cents, tho largest average for a State being Nevada, where it is twelve 1 cents, and the lowest iu Delaware, whero lit ift 1$ cents per copy. It is probable that ! the added ; cost of the pitpebi sold at'j retail is quite sufficient to offset .tho de-**. “Mart ductions which are to 1 bo made iu tho total cost given on account of tlio oatisbe enumerated, -In the census year -the number of daily papers throughout the Unitoll Rtoto.q vnu (llW-LninNiliirt 1 United States was 962-^morning, 1 4$#;' evening, 626. Of this number Npw York has 115, Pennsylvania 98, Illinois 78, California 54, Missouri 42, Indiana 40, Massachusetts 85, Texas 82 aud Vir ginia 21, and so on, day u to 3 in West Virginia. During the year 114 were established aud 8G auspouded. The ave rage circulation was 2,800, aud tho aggro- gate circulation 3,581,187. In the sanio year there were 682 weeklies and 138 Sunday papers runuiug. Wooden Hollers. The almost incredible feat of milking steam boilers bf wood was accomplished seventy-six years, ago in Bhiliuhluhiu,, where tboy we're u^jrtorarnish hte.iin to the pumps for pmupiug up the rivor water for the use of the city water-works.. They, however, lusted only two years’, when it.became so difficult to keep them steam-tight tliatthey were ubamlouetl fur iron boilers. Blow was it possible to lu at water in wooden boilers V It wnsaccom plished by having an iron Urc-bqx.Uv. olvo feet'long, six ftet wide; and two'foot deep, placed inside a l ec.trtnguliu? w ooden - cheat, fourteen feet king nud nine fy/4,, aquure, madoutf jffitnK hdarly half a loot ‘ thick, securely bolted together by iron’ rodfe passing through ;|ht> planks. The, iron fire-box hud eight vert it :d flues ot one foot in diameter,’ through which tlio water circulAe.d,, aud aiuund whiph th« • fire noted, and passed Lpward tjiriiugli an oval flue, first above tho fire-box, carried from the back of the boiler to neaf. the frogt nud back again, when it parsed out into tho chimney. It was expcettrtltliut three ho.ilera would be very ceuyoiofcal, on Hccouhl of tho non-conducting prop erty of wood ; and so they wero to a cei«- tain extent, os tho bailors did not^nued any protecting covering. William Htuart’s Okrn Soup. A funny story conies from Eastern Oonnocticut, which is well vouched fr During the war William Stuftrt^.. theatrical manager and vpit give a dinner party at his " iq Pequoi at New lx>nd ' names 'quest. |Pap , ‘‘By t “they armin' - evciy The of drin Op women sessed. tolce j or aotin Texan ox-horn 1 holding i to curry, V> horn, and y Advr}b t a pretty ham churn her konsehol so much how by hard, v ket—Aosta Thu or Inmb” w« atone, of ltoulstone, ing seliool tho owner Tyler, of So The Phila to give this i ootiesponae this country, troduoqd to tends 1 lady v ‘boxing ,< 1 Rcsi iu \ <S'6nsc QH7 Lynx' youn- tonisb you,” remarked a'leadingtotii- pera nw l “to know the ntffhbfir of leading men among itopuWican*, /^ad justers and Democrats who arc hekrtily is accord with our nio»cttt$iit, bht' we Were anxi,qiu that iit/tldii^ shotild' be said about It uiitftViu* l»lans “Werb qibre tftbfislied.^’ j ^ v ^ a vjSSunMi ^ this tally ml a big bulletin t- by the Union fordea l > Okra!"—Springfield, can. Anofb A Sharp Par bos A Chicago olergymtui explained to committee of deacon^ that tho wiuow was so'pr^tty no man could help {lirtina; with her, and each of the emutnittee : p 0( E 'y called round to see if he toM'ifhc •with,. a^d theh nt>t <u»o of. ’em homo, k to rise up m meeting, with hor , i v avail present, and fflfeolerr- I righti'- ^'By shkrpMriitutlget jury ot ddMopp h*; ham WVm t ; the uecdld , hyon a ( wrought by the w ’*‘ • upon the wardrobe.— 1
