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THE HERALD. W, I. BENNS, Editor and Proprietor, “•ivET thebe be Light.” Subscription, $1,50 in Advance, VOLUME IX. BUTLER, GEORGIA, TUESDAY, OCTOBER 20, 188$. NUMBER 51. CALIBRE FIFTY-FOUR. “ g ay j general, say!” the courier said (A boy of thirteen years), “Our regiment’s scant of powder and lead; Most out, the colonel fears. The. nieri; they have held the ground, while I This message swiftly bore. Be quick, and send ’em a fresh supply! It’s calibre fifty-four.” “Now you are young,” the general said, “To run so stern a race; Some older man might come instead, Through such a dangerous place.” “They couldn’t be spared,” the boy began; “I’m youngest of the corps; An so—but, say! be quick, old man! It’s calibre fifty-four.” “Now you are hurt,” the general said; "There’s blood here on your breast. Go back to the rear, and take my bed, And have some needful rest.” “Not much!” said the boy, with half-hid sneer; “I can't be spared no more; My regiment’s nowhere nigh the rear— It’s calibre fifty-four.” “But where’s your horse,” the General said; “Afoot you cannot be?” “Oh, a cannon-ball tore off his head, And didn’t come far from me; And bullets warbled around, you bet (One through my right arm tore); But I’m a horse, and a colt to-let I I’m calibre fifty-four.” “Your parents, boy?” the general said; “Where are they!—dead it seems.” “Oh, they are what the world calls dead, But come to mo in dreams; They tell me to be brave alway, As father was before; 'J hen mother kisses me—but say! It’s calibre fifty-four.” “They’ll soon be there,” the general said; "Those cartridges you claim; My staff’s best horse you’ll ride, instead Of that on which yoii came.” AWay the boy, iiis spurs sharp set, Across that field of gore, Still shouting back, “Now don’t forget! It’s calibre fifty-four.” —Will Carleton, in Harper's Weekly. A BETROTHAL-RING-. “Marie, I am sorry to reprimand you again for your curiosity. I wish you would try to correct that fault.” The voice was peculiarly soft and gentle, and I was sure that I had heard it before. Turning, I saw two young women lean ing against the bulwarks. Their faces were turned from me, and although their figures were about the same in size, and their hair of almost thesamo tinge, there was little difficulty in distinguishing the maid and mistress. Presently they were joined by a plump, comfortable looking English matron and a tall young Ameri can, who was evidently the escort of the party. Then I remembered that I had seen them at a hotel in Paris, and had become very much interested in the young couple. I never saw an English girl with the delicately-cut features, the slender, graceful figure, and the air of refinement which characterized this one, and I certainly never met any man with the graceful bearing of this tall young American. I was glad that T had an opportunity of seeing mtut of them, and I found my- Eelf watching them with a great deal of interest as they sat on deck, the mother lying in a big arm-chair, the daughter seated close by, and the young American hovering around them with a gentle watch r ulness of every comfort. Occas ionally the mother would nod a little, her head would sink back, and she would draw some wrapping of delicate texture over her face to protect it from the warm sun-rays. Instantly the aspect of the young couple would change. An air of frank unconsciousness would yield to one of great reserve, and his eyes would deepen with tenderness, and his face grow more earnest and flushed as he leaned toward her and talked in low tones. I soon concluded that those young people were more than interested in each other, and one night I heard, or rather saw, the whole story. I couldn't help it very well. Beside, I was an old man, alone in the world, and I had such sym pathy with them that I am sure they would have cared but little had they known of my presence. It was the last night of our voyage. The stars were dimmed by the moon, which hung alone in a big dome of blue. The ocean had sunk into a smooth, quiet plain, broken only by dancing moon beams, and the steamer with its restless throbbing seemed an impertinent atom in the vast silence around. They came slowly toward me, as I sat smoking, from the bow of the vessel. She was resting on his arm, and occa sionally she would turn her fair face up to his with an air of mingled timidity and confidence. A little distance away they stopped, and leaning against the bulwarks, began talking. Presently Bhe turned her head for an instant, and looked thoughtfully out into the moon light, which seemed to gather around her head and leave its rich yellow tint in her hair. He was pleading very ear nestly now, and her face sank slowly down, as she tremulously plucked at her dainty nubia whose soft folds over her bosom rose and fell with the gentle tu mult within. Then he took one of her hands and paused. A moment later she raised her head slowly and turned her face frankly to his. I could see tears glis tening on her eyelashes, between me and the moonlight, but smiles were chasing each other around the sweet lips below. This was all the answer she gave him, and this was all he asked. When I looked again, he was holding a ring up in the moonlight, and both were looking at light which seemed to 3l^^^^^^^^^^gtone in its i evidently gntly she a d he my (sed, Ibin- It was after midnight, I suppose, when I was aroused by a shock which made the hug; ship tremble for an instant. I knew ah accident had occurred, and dressing hastily, I hurried on deck. Heavens, what a change had been made in those few hours. The waves were dashing against the ship and frothing over the deck, the lightning was flashing on ail sides, and the thunder seemed to shake heaven and sea. We had .struck upon a reef, and evidently I had not felt the first shock, for nearly all the boats had left the ship, and the captain and crew were preparing to launch the rest. Suddenly a succession of vivid flashes seemed to encirle the ship. The seamen fell prostrate, and a shower of splinters struck the deck for ward. A little pufF of smoke arose, little tongues of fire crept up a mast, and before any one could shout the terrible cry of “Fire!” one of the sails leaped into flames. The frightened people crowded shrieking to the stern of the ship, and among them I saw the tall form of the young American, with a woman fainting in his arms. A moment later I saw him again as lie disappeared down a hatchway, which was belching out smoko. The brave sailors worked with a will, and the last boat, was launched before the flames had reached the middle of the ship. Only one was left, ahd into this all of us who re mained clambered. The captain stood ready to push the boat off when the young American’s haggard face reap peared in the hatchway. “’fe r God!” he cried, frantically; “where is she?” “Get aboard! - ’ shouted the captain sternly, as he pointed toward the other boats. Tho young American shook his head. “Look!” he cried, suddenly. A woman with yellow hair streaming over her white garments was darting toward the bow of the ship. “Ellen!” The cry was too lnte. She looked once at the flames, which were leaping up the mast behind her, and, stretching out her arms toward the receding boats, sprang into the sea. I think he would have followed her had not the captain seized him and thrust him into the boat. “Save her! save her in Heaven’s name!” “We can’t save her,” said the captain. “We couldn’t save her in that sea. We must rave ourselves.” The poor fe low sank into the boat almost lifeless. “It may not have been she,” I said to him; “perhaps she went in one of the other boats.” He only shook his head mournfully. I believed it was the young Eng lish lady, however, for as she threw up her arms, I saw a ring flash in the light of the flames with the same peculiar tint that I had marked in the moonlight a few hours before. As we left the ship one of the sailors in his eargerness lost an oar. This im peded our headway, and we saw the other boats pass out of the circle of light into the darkness, and toward a lighthouse which was twinkling far to the left. Soon the wind shifted and the sailors did not attempt to row, hut mere ly to keep the boat out of the trough of tlie sea, as the wind would carry us obliquely to the shore. Against both wind and tide wc could not hope to reach the lighthouse, so we drifted. The flames had now spread to every portion of the ship behind us, and tho lightning was sweeping off to the hori zon in ■ great bands of purple light. Within an hour we could hear the surf breaking on land, and soon we could see the foam flashing along the shore like streaks of white light. In one place the breakers seemed to ride in unbroken, and this point we approached cautiously. It was, as the captian surmised, a cove, and soon we were borne into a little bay, whose waters were comparatively calm. Once in, though, we were unable to get out. The cove w-as circular in shape, and the rocks were high and steep. There was nothing to do but to wait for daylight, which was fast approaching. All this time the young American had lain iu the boat apparently lifeless. One tender-hearted sailor drew oil his own peajacket and threw it over his shoul ders, saying, as if to himself: “I wish we could ’a saved her. The tide wil bring her in, th, ugh, and the most we can do is to get her body. ” At these words, the young fellow opened his eyes and shivered slightly. Half an hour later there was light enough to find an opening from the cove, and soon we were all on the beach with our hearts full of thanks—all except the young American, who, without a word, started toward the sea. The captain tapped his forehead significantly, as I made a movement to follow him, and Slid: “He needs a friend to watch him. The lighthouse isn’t faraway. We’ll come hack for you.” The gray lights of the morning were just stealing upon the ocean, which was hissing and throbbing like some great monster in an agony of pain. The sands grew whiter and whiter in the morning twilight, and on he went, ahead of me, si swiftly that I could scarcely keep from falling far in the rear. How I pitied him, with his pale, haggard face, his staring eyes, and his hair .flying in the wind. Occasionally a sob .would burst from his lips, and he would turn like a madman and shake his clenched fist at the sea which curled mockingly at his feet. Suddenly he darted forward and ran like a deer. Ahead of him I could see some white object lying on the sand. v Then I saw him stoop, as if throwing sonj| oaide, and when I reaejai the ■ Was oh his knees in the sand, kissing the beautiful hair and the sweet face which some cruel spar had battered be yond recognition, and the slender white hand, with the ring and its curious stone —the same ring which he had given her but a few hours before. When he saw that, he threw himself face downward in the sand. While he lay there I took away the seaweed which had caught in her hair ami spread the torn drapery about the poor, bruised limbs. Then I sat down, and he lay there quite still, with his whole frame occasionally shaking with sobs. I knew it was useless to try to comfort him, so I waited. It all leemed like a cruel dream. Only a few hours before all was beauty, bright ness and love for them. Now one lay dead in the sand, and the other seemed near death's door. And the treacherous sea, which smiled so kindly on their be trothal-hour, now seemed gloating over its cruel work. Within an hour the coast men came and tenderly bore her away. Him 1 led along iilte a child. He said nothing at all. and just as We readied the light house he dropped senseless to the earth. All day and and all night he was lost in unconsciousness. The next evening, at the dose of day, he came to himself. The sea lay very calm under the red sun rays, and upon it his opening eyes first fell. He turned with a vhudder. This time they fell upon a sweet face which was bending tenderly over him—tha same sweet face which had glowed with I love in the moonlight on that dreadful night of file storm. He stared nervously, like one waking from a dream; the blood surged to his face, and he stared at her fixedly. I “Who are you,” he broke out, wildly. “Are you an angel?” “Don’t you know me?” she asked gently. He clasped his hands on his forehead, as if trying to recollect. “But—the ring—the ring—you were drowned?” She held the ring near his eyes, and bending her head low, she said, softly: “It was poor Marie.” Then she whispered that she had taken the ring off in her cabin that night and that, the poor maid must have picked it up, in a moment of idle curiosity. A smile broke over his face, and he placed both hands around her tenderly. She laid her face close beside his, and together they watched the quiet sea mirror the changingtints of the sunset. The Diet of an Athlete. No devotee of athletic sport need bo told wlio Wallace Boss is. One of the best known oarsmen in the world he is, though not yet thirty years old. known to more friends than he has hairs on his head, as a warm hearted, simple minded and honorable man, whose friendship is worth having, and whose enmity few persons have gained. Physically he is a sound, handsome specimen of what generous living aud rational exercise will (to for a man who is well started by nature. When he talks on the subject of food it is with no uncertain meaning. “I eat,” he said the other day, “and I have always eaten since I was a boy, a p'enty of nourish ing. generous food, and I am very wide in my choice, eating as a rule any good food that tempts my appetite, and that is hearty enough to be easily tempted For myself I am not specially foil r 1 what you cal! made dishes, hut preier food in its plainer forms. For meats, I eat chiefly mutton and beef, and I use a good deal of bread, of course being as careful as I can to get the best. My own idea is that so long as you have sound, sweet food, it doesn’t make so much dif feronce what kind it is, a3 how you eat it. I am very particular to eat slowly. I eat three times a day. Breakfast is a light or hearty meal, according to how 1 feel about it at the time. Lunch, in the middle of the day, is always light, and dinner, at G :30 or 7 is the principal meal of the day. I always take an hour for that. If I haven’t an hour to spare at dinner time I put off dinner till I have the time. “I find, though, that aside from meat and bread I must have a plenty of vege tables. No man can make any kind of an athlete without eating plenty of vege tables. I take all kinds, and pretty mi th of all fruit, too. Fruits are good! A man can’t slay without that kind of lood. He has no endurance. “Yes, I’m Scotch, and I believe in oatmeal, but I don’t think you ought tc eat too much of it. 1 have it at break fast about three times a week. I am j fond of milk too, and am specially care ful to drink it slowly. It’s excellent food, but it’s very bad to drink it fast, And it isn’t good to take much liquid any time, especially at meals. I drink I very little at my meals. I have a habit of alwa\ s drinking a glass of watar when i I first get up; spring water if I can get ! it. I don’t exactly know why I do it. I don’t know that it is very good forme. II guess it is because 1 like it. There’s no accounting tor taste, you know. “Tea is my greatest stimulant. I don’t drink much coffee, but I do take considerable tea—black tea always, I : never use green—and I take it with sugar and milk, aud never take iced. I i don’t believe in iced drinks.—New Tort \ Cook. OUR FIRST HERO, How the .Early Press Wrote tp Washington’s Virtues. The first oratioli pronounced fiver fi inilitary hero after the close of the Revo lutionary war was delivered by Alexan der Hamilton, before the Society oil the Cincinnati, in honor of General Greene. Hamilton was then thirty-one, and just eighteen years afterward he too was the subject of a mortuary eulogy delivered before the same body. The next funeral oration was occasioned by the death of Washington. It may interest some of our readers to see the manner in which the latter appeared in the press of that day, and hence I offer the following ex tract from the New York Museum, of De cember 21, 1799: Death loves a shining mark, a single blow, “A blow, which, while It executes, alarms; ‘‘And startles thousands with a single fall.” Died suddenly on Saturday last, at his seat in Virginia Gen. George Washington, Commander-in-Chief of the Armies of the U. S. A. MATURE IN YEARS, Covered with Glory, and Rich in the affections of the American People. “When men of common character are swept from the theater of , life, they di,e without the tribute of public notice or concern, as they had lived, Without a claim on public esteem. When person ages of exalted worth are summoned from the scenes of sublunary existence, their death calls forth a burst of general regret, and invigorates the flame of pub lic gratitude. In obedience to the wishes and to the voice of their country, the orator, the poet and the historian com bine to do justice to the virtues of their character, while tha labors of the painter, the sculptor and the statuary, in perpetuating their likeness, do homage to their memory. But when in compliance with Heaven’s high mandate tho HERO OF THE AGE lies numbered with the dead; when the reverend sage; the august statesman,the FATHER OF HIS COUNTRY-has re signed his breath, when the idol of an j empire, tho envy and admiration of dis-1 tant nations, and the BRIGHTEST ORNAMENT OF HUMAN NATURE; when WASHINGTON Is no more, let a sense of tho public loss be testified by the badges of general mourning; but Jet not the voice of eulogy be heard, lest the weakness of talents and the deficiency of language do injus tice to the luster and fame of the de ceased! From Vernon’s mount behold the IIEKO rise! Resplendent forms attend him thro’ the 6kies! The shades of war-worn veterans round him throng And lead enwrapt their honored CHIEF along. A laurel wreath the immortal Warren bears, An arch triumphant Mercer’s hand pre pares, Young Laurence, erst the avenging bolt of war, With port majestic guides the glittering car; Montgomery’s god-like form directs the way. And Greene unfolds the gates of endless day, While Angels, “trumpet-tongned,” proclaim thro' air, “Dne honors for the FIRSr OF MEN pre pare.” aaBBggsagBga^^HBBBB remain run down in the middle of a tune; neither the fly-wheel nor any part of the movement should be unscrewed unless it is certain that the instrument has entire, ly run down.’* “What is new in the music box line?” “Several things. Otie with inter? changeable Cylinders, for instance. Boxes' with only one cylinder play from one to twelve tunes, but we have just in troduced a class of boxes with in terchangeable cylinders of six tunes each. By means of these the Dumber of tunes to.abox may be increased i delin'’ ly. We keep these cylinders in -took and special tunes are often ordered for them. Another new thing is the ‘Marotte, ’ a musical doll made iu Paris. It is a doll’s head and shoulders attached to a stick in the shape of a handle, aud the child, by talang. hold of the stick and whirling it around in a small circle, makes the head move while the music box inside plays a tune. The whole contrivance is about a foot long, and the dolls have very pretty faces and are tastefully dressed in red, white and blue. “What tunes do people prefer in the boxes just now?” “Light operatic music and popular American airs. But there is no end to the variety tif tunes ia them. Our boxes are provided with ail the favorite dan ce^ marches, national airs ahd ballads as Well aS with the best selections from ihe moist popular operas, ballets, etc;” “What are some of the prices?” “You can buy a music box for ninety cents, and I have sold one in this city for as high as $5,000. But this was a dumber cif years ago. Some are as large as an upright piano and cost $2,000. These have an unlimited number of tunes, owing to the interchangeable cyl inders. The fiinety-Cteiit boxes have twenty-eight teeth, play one tune, are made round or square, of japanned tin, wood or papier mache.” The above mentioned “Laurence” was Washington’s brother (or, rather, half- brother), who fought under Admiral Vernon, after whom he named his estate. Washington felt an unusual degree of reverence for Laurence, whom he nursed during a long illness, and from whom he inherited Mount Vernon, Rude as these lines may be, the idea of Washington escorted by bis former warriors was very fine.—Cincinnati Enquirer. General Washington, the first Presi dent, took cold during a live-hours’ ride over his plantation the ,12th of Decem ber, 1799, during the last two hours of which he was ex pose 1 to a severe storm of snow, hail and rain. The col l de veloped the ltlth and he died of pneu monia the 11th. A few moments before his death he asked his secretary to have his body kept three days before his bur- rial. The secretary bowed. “Do you understand me?” the dying man asked. “Yes,” was the reply. “ ’Tis well,” Washington su'd. They were his last words. The body was buried the 18tb, a schooner being stationed off Alexan dria to fire minute-guns while the pro cession moved from the house to the vault. The troops, horse and foot, led the way; theu came four of the clergy, then Washington’s horse, with his sad die, holsters and pistols, led by two grooms in black; then the body, borne by the Masonic order (of which he was a member) and officers, followed by the family and several old friends, and the corporation of Alexandria. At the tomb the Rev. Mr. Davis read the ser vice and delivered a brief address, after which tlie body was deposited in the vault with Masonic ceremonies. Wash ington’s remains were deposited in their present receptacle in Mount Vernon in 1837.—Baltimore Sun. Facts About Flags. Flags form one of the most interesting subjects of study in the world, for the changes in them mark epochs of history. For instance, the present beautiful tri color of France, which succeeded the white field with the golden lilies, was formed by the combination of the colors of the city of Paris, red and blue, with the white of the house of Bourbon. Every schoolboy remembers that the founder of that house “bound a snow white plume upon his he'met crest.” What is now culled the “union” of the British flag once contested only of the cross of St. George. Then ilia cross of St.'Andrew was added to it, and finally the cross of St. Patrick, and as the first and last are of the same shape, the last change could only be denoted by the addition of the narrow white line to the edge of the cross of j St. George, which can be seen by closely examining the union of Britain’s “surly rag.” Many people fancy that the present German flag has some rela tion to the “German liberty flag” Of black, red and gold horizontal stripes, adopted by the German revolutionists, which in tuin is fancifully connected with the Holy Roman empire. As a fact the German flag is simply the flag of ihe North German Confederation, which was a combination of black and x\ bite of Prussia with the red and white of the Hanseatic league. The blue in our own flag aud in the federal uniform has as interesting a history as any na tional color. We got It from the Eng lish Whigs, our national champions in the colonial days, whose colors were blue and buff. It will be remembered that George IV., then Prince of Wales, was a zealous Whig, when at Mrs. Crewe’s garden party he gave as a toast: “True blue and Mrs. Crewe.” The Whigs were of course allied with the Protestant cause in Germany during the thirty yearB’ war, and got their colors from ! Sweden. The portraits of Gustavus j Adolphus, “The lion of the north, the Protestant champion,” as Major Dugald Dalgetty called him, represent him in a uniform of blue and buff, the same color which, with a dash of red in the union 1 to signify the coalition with Norway, still form the flag of Sweden.—Buffalo Courier. A cigar tester in New York says that a simple way to ease heartburn from smoking is to touch some of the ashes to the tongue. It is estimated that 750,900 people go into London by jail evert Music Boxes. “There are a good-many facts about music boxes that the public is not aware of,” remarked a dealer to a reporter . for the New York Mail and Express. In the first place they were invented one hun dred years ago and in Switzerland. They all come from that country, even at the present time. “Why? Because the labor required to make them is too costly in this country. The length of time a music box wiil play varies con siderably. They are furnished with one, two or four powerful springs and will play for four, six, eight, fifteen, twen ty-five or seventv-fivo minutes, accord ing to the size of the box and the num ber of springs it is divided with. As a rule the works are enclosed in highly polished inlaid cases of a variety of rich woods. They never require tuning, as many people suppose, but if the simple instructions which accompany each box are followed, they wi 1 last a lifetime, requiring, like a clock, only an occasional cleansing. There are a number of cautions which should be told lo every one who us a mu^^iox. ■ Under no circum- hnoved while it is allowed to MILLIONS OF MENHADEN. How Fish are Slaughtered for Oil and Fertilizing Purposes. An Atlantic City (?L J.) letter to the Philadelphia Times says: From the top of the light-house in this city, with a strong glass, one can see in deep water Outside the bar two steamers and several sloops Cruising about from Brigantine to Cape May, stopping doxy ahd then to send ofit { oats with nets, shrroufid and rope in schools' oi menhaden' and load them into the l irge carrying craft Oper ating extensively in these waters. As certaining that here is a head-centre of the menhaden fisheries, anxious to obtain information, 1 devoted two days to prac tical inquiry with th's result: On the salt meadow western edge of Great Egg Harbor inlet, between Long- port and Somers’ Point, are three so- ctilled fish factories, forming what is called Fish City., Hite rriillions of men haden are brought iii from the Sea each season. froth.MaV 10 to' Thanksgiving, and converted into oil and guano for market. The largest establishment here has two stout schooners—the Absecon, thirty-two tons, and the Morris, thirty- eight tons, registered—each built and equipped with a deep hold midship, into which fish are thrown alive by the thou sands as taken in nets. The two other factories are supplied by sloops, one having three, the other one, Oii the waters six days of the week. The boats leave the banks for the fishin; S ounds from 4 to 6 A. M., according as gh tide will let them over the bar, cruise around one or two days and return when the water-is right. At 5:39 in the morning the Morris crossed the Thor oughfare to Longport, took on board two ctifioiisly inclined voyagers and put out to sea. Astern were two stout yawls, into which about equally was a stout net, nine hundred feet long and sixty feet deep, as It hung suspended from its cork floats in the water. The Absecon fol lowed, similarly outfitted. Each boat has a captain, pilot, engineer, cook and crew of about ten men, all used to this business. Breakfast at 6 o’clock, at sea. Then up Ihe rope ladder to the look-out sta tion, high aloft, went the captain to re- connoiter—to scan the water all about with practiced eye, and wtfen a school of fish is seen to direct the steamer how and where to run and stop. Our course was north, out in the ocean, till opposite Atlantic City. We saw what appeared like a huddle of several thousand nut-brown, reddish apples bob bing up and down—a “bunch” of men haden feeding. Occasionally up would jump Or “shower” a line of them across the bunch, indicating the presence of a sn.i-k„ the manner of getting a break fast and the anxiety of the menhaden t/» get out of his way. These fish are about nine inches long, five years old when taken, and measure twenty-two cubic inches. They have no teeth, will not bite at all. They feed by sucking the scum and animaleuliE of the ocean into their mouths, catching this food in their gills. They are a handsome white-scaled fish, Bpotted as are brook trout. In the early spring they are eaten and would be later, after other fish come, but for their bones, which are in eachfishabout as numerous use, they are valuable only as food for sharks and a few varieties of edible fishes and for oil and fertilizing. They come by the millions from somewhere' south, remain during the summer, re turning south about the time ice forms. They are from five to seven years old when taken. A s summer advances they grow fat. They yield from three to fen gallons of oil per thousand fish, accord ing to fatness, and about 200 pounds of scrap or guano per thousand. The oil ranges in price from fifty down to twen ty-five cents per gallon. The guano oi refuse is woTth from $30 to $40 per ton, as the season and quality run. At the landing or factory the boats are run close along shore. By means of & small engine, an iron tub or bucket, suspended from a crane, is lowered into the hold. Two men jump in upon the dead fish. They wear long-topped rub ber boots and, with iron network scoops, 3hovel the fish into the buckets, that hold each 750 menhaden, counting twenty-two cubic inches to the fish. As the dead fish are slimy you cannot heap the bucket. When full, hoist away, and up goes the bucket out of the hold to an elevated platform where, into wedge- shaped boxes four buckets are dumped. These make a carload of 3,000 fish, tally. They are then let out kerslush into a car that is by rope drawn up an incline to the factory or boilers. Doffing the HaL All Jewish organizations worship with their heads covered; so do the Quakers, although St. Paul's injunctions on the matter are clearly condemnatory of the practice. The Puritans of the Common wealth would seem to have kept their hats on, whether preaching or being preached to, since Pepys notes hearing a simple clergyman exclaiming against men wearing their hats on in the church; and a year afterward (1772) writes: “To the French church in Savoy, and where they have the Common Prayer Book, read in French, and which I never saw before, the minister do preach with his hat off, I suppose in further conformity with our church.” William the Third rather scandalized his church-going sub jects by following Dutch custom, and keeping his head covered in church, and when it did please him to doff his pon derous hat during the service, he invari ably donned it as the preacher mounted the pulpit stairs. When Bossuet, at tho age of fourteen, treated the gay fellows of the Hotel de Ramboillet to a midnight sermon, Voltaire sat it out with his hat on, but, uncovering when the boy preacher had finished, bowed low before him, saying: “Sir, I never heard a man preach at once so early and so late.” As a token of respect, uncovering the head is one of ’be ^idesi. o 0 urtesics. Lament ing the decay of respect i. a g e> claren don tells ns that in his young j„_. i.. never kept his hat on before his elders, except at dinner. A curious exception that to modern notions of politeness, but it was the custom to sit covered at meals down to the beginning of the eighteenth century. Sir John Flnett, deputy mas ter of the ceremonies at the court of King James I., was much puzzled as to whether the Prince of Wales should sit A polite way of dunning a delinquent debtor is to send him a bouquet oi for get HSe-nots.—Chicago Sun. A diamond merchant may speak of his goods being of the purest water, but the milkman may not.—Boston Courier. It rains upon the just and the unjust alike; but the unjust are generally pro vided with borrowed umbrellas, which they do not return. A writer says: “The American girl thinks for herself.” And after marriage she frequently thinks for her husband. Norristown Herald. How a woman makes up dough puz zles a man until he tries it himseif, and then it puzzles him more than it did be fore.—Stockton Maverick. The 51,252 postoflices in the United States are the cause of metre blighted hopes than all the love-making on the habitable globe. —Merchant- Traveler. The Chicago Ledger thinks that if Alexander were here now r , it would do him more good to see a boy dive under the canvas at a circus thau it would to conquer a kingdom. “What are the last teeth that come?” asked a Lynn teacher of her class in phy siology. “False teeth, mum,” replied a boy who had just waked up on a back seat.—Lynn Union. A Connecticut boy won a pair of boots f^r constructing 8,032 words out of “Congregationalist.” A boy who does that sort of thing evidently needs boots more than he does hats.—Graphic. There are thirteen widows living on one street about 300 yards long in Ameri- cus, Ga. The city authorities propose to put up at each end of the street a sign, “Dangerous Passing.”—Somerville Journal. covered or no at dinner in the presence as are candida'tes “f'or'post offices. They ! of the sovereign, when a foreign ambas- feed in bunches, with their noses and j sador was one of the guests; since the open mouths well out of water, till « thc representative of a king, r - was not expected to vail nis bonnet. scared, when down they go hundreds of feet, wait till the danger is passed, then bob up serenely and go at it again. Our steamer stopped within a quarter of a mile of the bunch. Quietly the two boats, side by side, carrying the large net. shot out as propelled by the stout, skilled rowers. When within two hun dred yards of the bunch the centre of the net was dropped into the sea and each •boat pulled away in opposite directions on the Kremlia gateway , where describing a circle and coming together ^ government official used to stand to on the opposite side of the bunch, with . , , . t-nmnnl nnssers-bv to remove their hats, nine hundred feet of net suspended to Giving James a hint of his difficulty his majesty disposed of it when the time came, by uncovering his head for a little while, an example all present were bound to follow; and then, putting on his hat again, requested the prince and ambassa dor to do likewise. “Hats need not be raised here,” so, it is said, runs a notice in one of Nuremberg’s streets. “Hats must be raised here,” should have been Queer Partnerships. One of the most interesting examples of intelligence among the sea crab3, is that of a hermit-crab, which seems to have a perfect understanding with a sea- anemone, that fastens itself upon its shell, and shares the food the crab may capture. This might be considered an accidental occurrence, were it not that the crab proves its friendship by assist ing the anemone to move to its new shell, when, by reason of its growth, the crab has to change its quarters; and if the anemone is not satisfied with one shell, the crab tries others until its friend is suited. A similar friendship exists between another hermit-crab, found in the Med iterranean sea, that is also accompanied by an anemone. In this case the friend ship is not altogether disinterested, as the anemone is used as a decoy by the wily ciab, which gives it board, lodging and traveling accommodations, in return for its services. The crabs called Dromise ei the growth of various auimaj upon their backs, and the our own shores, knowjj is invariably found a thick growth of sj by itself. The parent that pr them, and being they readily ungry fishes. - the depth of sixty feet from the surface. Then began the task of closing in, the fish not greatly disturbed, but keeping away from the boats. At last away they darted just under water to bring up against the sag of the meshes away from the boat. The boatmen worked hard to gather In and pulled themselves along by. the net, pursing it the while. That is, drawing a puckering line that runs through iron riDgs at the lower edge of the net, as one would tighten a purse. Soon as the net is pursed and the catch secured the steamer is signaled and run up alongside. The men in the boats pull the net iu, piling it the while and steadily decreas- the “bag of fish, which, trapped as they are, dart about, bunt against the net, doing their best to escape. The net is two inch mesh diagonally, so that small fish can slip through, while the menhaden and other fish caught remain. The steamer alongside the net, attached to a pole a scoop-net holding five hundred fish at a dip is let down and filled, then worked by machinery so that the fish are thus hoisted from the water, swung on and dumped flopping and wringing into the hold till the large net is emptied and the catch is 3ecuied. Forty-four baskets, 22,000 fish, total in this bunch. With them wetj‘.-‘ two shoveled-nosed sharks, each atfoht three feet long; two large king ej abs, a skate or stingeree, with a tail tyiat would do for a cane if dried, verai smaller varieties of crabs and ait es. In, the steameT so to scoop in ai and another, each she hail\ about it. The |es and ltooss ies. butt! for ta compel passers-by to remove their hats, because, under that gate, the retreating army of Napoleon withdrew from Mos cow. Whether the regulation is in force at this day is more than we know.—Hat ters' Qasette. The Discovery of Gold. The man who first discovered gold in California died there recently in poverty after making many rich. His name was James W. Marshall, a native of New Jersey. The discovery, according to one' account, was made in February, 1848. at Coloma, Cal., and was accidental, Marshall, who with a man named Wei- mer owned a saw-mill, was working in the race-way which they proposed to deepen to get more water for their wheel. “What is that which shines so, just_at the toe of your boot?” said Marsh'-it to his partner. They first though- it was brass, but remembering that n r metal of that kind had been brought there they decided that it might be gold, and to test it they had Mrs. Weimer boil it all day in lye she was making from ashes. The little nugget was then taken, with some more that they, picked up in the mill race, to the fort .near what is now Sacramento. Colonel Sutter,, who was in command, Indian Corn. Our national escutcheon displays an eagle. Now, if it were required to choose an emblem from the vegetable kingdom to bespeak the hope and hardi hood of the new world, where would the selection fall? The plant to be promoted to the place of honor must possess tha virtue of accommodation, growing readily north, south, east and west; be notable for its fruitfulness; a rigjitnana reliance of the pioneer; afcf.ve all, it must be an immemorial occupmt of the soil. The western continent has pro duced the potato, the pumpkih, aid tho tobacco plant; also maize. The first; prone in its ways, and fruiting subtenan- eously, would do wrong to our national genius; the second, a gojden braggart, with its earth-embracing habits—afar be its suggestion! The third would _ conjure up g vision of Colu in nicotian haze a"- 1 _ t jj e Lions to smoke with her ...mains only the maize, and how can we do better than to adopt as our ar morial device the Indian’s own plant? No other species in the list of cultivated cereals appears to such good advantage in the isolated individual. A single full grown plant of Indian corn, though but a fleeting, annual growth, possesses presence and dignity no less than does the oak itself. It stands erect, poised, sufficient, its green blades sweeping right and left in the curve of beauty, and ready at the wind’s excitation to engage ?n mock battle of scythes with its neigh bors.—Atlantia. A Managerie in His Slomach. Dr. Rowles, of the marine hospital. Chicago, tells of a singular occurrence in connection with an operation recently performed at the hospitaL Some tji ago a sailor applied for admission. . was tall, lank and cadaverous, an suffering from an almost perp in the stomach. At some, would be seized with frig sions, and nothing seeine sufferings but food. He hail appetite, and could eat a lie dozen times a day. The doctors, after a long course of treatment, succeeded in taking from the man a tape worm and also a snake thirteen inches long resem bling a monstrous angle worm. Tho phvsicians were somewhat astonished at finding so strange a resident as the snake in the man’s stomach, but they were quite dumbfonndedVby the startling phenomenon that presented itself soon after. While examining the reptile, tho physicians found that it was actually giving birth to another claimant for the vast quantity of food devoured by the unfortunate Jack tar. They could ac count for the appearance of the snake in the man’s stomach, but that a reptile, WAdUf wnen qiuu> way there should increase to its present size, and also have young- was a problem which they were unable to solve. says: was in bed and it was about b o’clock at night. I heard some one ride up ’to the fort, the horse running at the. tyb of his speed. Then a banging ajthe rtrate; then I heard the clank of the spurs bn the brick floors of the fort; then a pounding at the door of my room, and Total. when I opened the door in rushed Mar- ^ c# shall, shouting: ‘It’s gold Pit's gold!”’ loW3: Marshall made money very fast.and 1 was one of the best prospectors on the coast, but he lent and gave away all his acquisitions, and he.who had opened the door for the world to gather the' Russo A Century of War am! Lives Lost. The record of a century of war and the fatal result and-expenses are given below: Years. 5 Loss of Hen. 1796 to 1815—England and France.. 1,900,000 • lg28 —Russia and Turkey... 120,000 1830 to 1840—Spain and Portugal.. 160,000 1S40 to 1847—France and Algeria... 110,000 1818 —Civil strife in Europe. 00,000 1854 to 1856—Crimean war — 013,000 1859 Franco-Austrian war 63,000 1861 to 1865—American civil war.. ■ *. 1866 — Austro-Prnssia war.. 1666 —France and Mexico... 1864 to iSTO-^Brazil and Paraguay. 1870 to 1871-JSSmnco-German war. 1876 to 1877—Rfisso-TurIrish war... 803.000 51.000 65.000 , 330.0004 290.0 180.0 4,913,() fecent wars was as
