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The Covington Star.
J. W. ANDERSON. Editor and Proprietor.
| The Bose Over the Door,
■cottage, all fitted and furnished,
fctands daintily over the way,
Kd here a young pair to housekeeping
tame promptly the first day of May •
fte place seemed to be home-like and cosy,
the sua shone bright on the floor,
It one dewy eve saw them planting
Ia rose to bloom over the door,
But love, - ’ they say, -‘flies out of the win¬
dow
hVlien poverty enters the door.”
ht against all trials and troubles
[These store, two young hearts garnered full
Lr when fell the hush of the twilight,
rriiey whispered anew love’s sweet lore,
love closer the bonds of affection,
|Neath roses that bloomed o’er the door.
pd then the ‘‘dark (Jays ’ closed around
them,
[And poverty’s waves overbore;
p keep (he dear home how they struggled,
[Where roses bloomed over the door,
hdnow, all their “trial time” ended,
[They dwell in (h > snnlight once more,
hd love brightly gleams on the hearth¬
. stone
■Mho: e roses bloom over the door.
b new-mated paira who are building
Your home-nests, now hee l, I implore,
lis l6<son: That love lingers longest
Where roses bloom over the door.
> ye who count home more than shelter,
Plant, ere the bright spring-time is o’er
; make homo the brighter and dearer,
A rose to bloo n over the door.
Vicks Magazine..
THE ORPHANS.
“Marian, dear, how is the morning:
[ir or cloudy ? inquired Ethel Ray,
[rning on the invalid couch, where she
y during the day as well as at night.
“Dark and cloudy, ” she replied, the
bid dreariness of the new day striking
chill to her sensitive, heavily-burdened
eart. A tired, hopeless look swept over
|r delicate, noble face, leaving a slight
P°P the corners of her mouth, a
ladow in her eyes. Ethel saw the ex¬
tension, and for a moment her own
•ew less cheerful and bright.
<< Never mind; there will be rift in
a
be clouds by and by,” she said with re
ewed hope.
i i I am glad you have such faith, pet,’’
aid Marian, still looking out on the
treet.
A poor beggar crept feebly along, his
ags fluttering in the bitter wind; and in
Bf'ri ^■lity for a lot sadder than her own, the
lost some of her discontent. She
^Burned from the window with a brighter
press ion, and put on her hat and cloak
HI,i start out on that weary round of mu
^^-io hssons, which were their support.
( ( I am sorry to leave you, Ethel ; aud
[it will be late before I can get through.’’
“Do not fret about me, Marian, Airs.
[O’Malley 'lunch, will come in and give me my
aud a fresh glass of wa’er, and I
have this beautiful lace to mend for Miss
Constantine, and that magazine vou
brought me yesterday to read. Oh, I j
shall be fuily occupied until your re- j
turn. !
Well, well, it is comforting to have so
brave and busy n little sister at home. I j
think of it often when 1 am out, and it I
gives me courage,” said Marian, bending j
over the couch with tender, misty eyes.
The crippled girl clasped thc slender
hand caressing her hair, and drew it
down against her check.
it Am I a help to you, Marian? Oh, that
thought makes me happy! I lie here
such a helpless, useless creature; some¬
times I have feared that I was only a
burden to you.”
“Never think of that again, dear one
—never. If it were not for you-”
She broke off, and stooping kissed the
sweet, pale face resting on the pillow;
but when she would have moved away,
Ethel held her a moment longer.
“Marian, darling, do not lose your
faith and hope. There will be clear sun¬
shine after a while, and all these dark
clouds will vanish.
«> I will try to think so,” she replied,
with a smile—a smile that vanished the
moment she left her sister’s presence, and
memory began to bring up one by one
the events of thc two years just passed.
The girls had been left orphans at an
early age, but with property sufficient to
supply all they could ever need, notonly
of necessities, but even luxuries. Their
guardian controlled and managed the
money, and they lived in his house,
under the care of liis good-hearted
maiden sister. E’hel had always been
lame and delicate, but Marian went out
into the world, seeing and enjoying its
beauties and pleasures.
Walking swiftly along to give her first
music lesson, she drew a sharp breath of
anguish, as memory too faithfully recalled
all the glory and happiness of a tour in
Italy with a party of friends, just before
the downfall of fortune. At the very
outset they met Mark Turner, handsome,
intelligent, and, to the young girl, a very
king among men. He joined the party,
and singled her out as the object of his
attentions. The routes they travelled he
had been over before, and he could point
out all that was beautiful and interesting.
It was a golden season, and, the girl’s
heart surrendered in spite of womanly
pride and reluctance, But she had
no cause to feel shame, or to believe
love unsought for.
One mellow, moonlit night, in an
Neapolitan garden, he stretched out
hand to her with sudden,
words of love ; and so eloquently did
plead for the sweet gift of her
that she could not withhold the promise
to be his wife.
11 You shall never it
shall be happy! regret } You
*> he cried with lover’s
a
confidence.
it I am happy now! ” she
flashed and shy, but whispered,
radiant.
They wandered along among the flow¬
ers, feeling that heaven lay about them;
but the next morning the girl received
bad news from home, She only made
out clearly that her presence was needed,
and with only one regretful sigh for the
bright dreams she had cherished, she
began preparations to return to England.
Turner earnestly begged to be allowed
to accompany her, but she gently re¬
fused.
it I shall come in few weeks, whether
a
you send for me or not. We must finish
this interrupted tour together, Marian,"
he suggested.
She returned homo to find their guar¬
dian dead, and their fortune gone —
swept away in some ill-advised specula¬
tion. The maiden lady sought a home
with relatives, and Marian Rnv found
herself among the world’s workers, and
with a helpless invalid to take care of.
Helpless, did we say ? Nay, she was
the only hope and comfort of poor Mari¬
an’s heart ; for her handsome, wealthy
lover came not, and the letter she wrote
to him explaining their reverses of for¬
tune remained u (answered. She tried
to think of him with contempt; to hold
the love that failed in the hour of her
bitterest need as valueless; but she only
succeeded in tormenting her own faithful
loving heart, which, in spite of pride and
reason, clung to that short, sweet ro
mance with a hold death alone could
break.
All day she walked from house to
house, through the bitter cold, while
the fogs hung dull and heavy over the
metropolis.
It was dark when she reached home,
and hurrying eagerly up-stairs, she
pushed open the door, anxious to be
with her sister as soon as possible. They
were careful with fuel, with everything;
necess.ty forced them to study economy,
and Marian expected to find the room iu
darkness, only a scanty handful of coa<
in the grate. She entered to find a glow¬
ing tire, and the table set with daintiessi
while the little tea-kettle steamed merri¬
ly on the hob.
“Ethel!” she cried, hastily throwing
-i* J i o -*-3 -.,,1
towards her sister’s bed:
“Oh, Marian, sister!" cried the invalid,
in a voice tremll ng with strange emo
tion.
Then Marian felt her heart leap in a
Ml (locating throbof pain and rapture, for
out of the semi-darkness of the corner
Mark Turner advanced, with outstretch
ed hands to meet her.
“Marian, have you no welcome for
me?”
A chilling remembrance of all his
silence and neglect swept over her, and
pride rose in arms.
1 Certainly, f—I welcome you, Mr.
Turner,” she said, stiffly, stepping back
a little.
“What! have you forgotten?” he
cried, in keenest disappointment.
“No, sir; it is because I remember,
that I can give you no friendlier greet¬
ing. I wonder that you can expect it, aft*r
such long neglect and coldness. I can¬
not pass over such slights.”
i. But Marian, he did not get your let¬
ter; and he could uot come when he in.
tended, for a hurt received among th»
Alps kept him a prisoner for several
weeks and then he had to search and
search, and has just found us, said Ethel,
half raising herself up, the crimson fire
light giving even her pale face a roseate
tint.
changed, and her eyes ,
Marian’s face ,
mutely questioned her lover’s.
“it is all true. Gould you believe I
loved you so lightly 1” he murmured.
And this time she did not shrink back
when he approached, but gave him the
welcome he craved.
Ethel fell softly back among her pil¬
lows, her delicate hands clasped, her eye*
radiant.
The reader can readily supply the
sequel .—Amy Waring.
He Knew His Business.
Spriggins—You are a society reporter,
aren’t you: * felic¬
Pennibs—I have that expressible
ity. write the fashions,
Spriggins—You up
don’t you?
Pennibs— That is one of my numerou*
functions.
Spriggings—Well, how much will you
charge for a paragraph stating that a
plain gold band is now the proper thing
for an engagement ring, ’ I have to buy
for Mamie to-morrow, and if I
one
could show her such a paragraph,
would be $100 in my pocket. -Ramb-er.
A Revengeful Artist.
Dauber, the artist, has a private grodg*
against Bondclipper. the banker, Oon
versing with a friend on this subject,
Dauber remarked:
. 4 I’d like to play him a trick that
would make him a perpetual object oi
ridicule.”
PU tell you how you can do it.
“How!” will mifct
“Paint hie portrait. That
him squirm.”— Btftmfi*.
COVINGTON, GE ORGIA, WEDN •AY, OCTOBER 13. 1886.
WITH THH ALABAMA.
A New Story of the Confed¬
erate Cruiser.
One of Her Grew Tells How She Once
Lost a Rick Yankae Prize.
“Master’s Hate” tells the following
story of his vessel, the Confederate
cruiser Alabama, in the Detroit Free
Press :—
In 1863, as the Confede.ate cruiser
left Bahia for Capo Town to prey upon
Federal commerce wherever found, she
captured the Justina only a few miles
east of the port mentioned. Then she
beaded to the south and picked up
the .Jabez Snow, the Amazonian, the
Talisman and the Conrad in succession
on that course. When below Rio
Janeiro aud ready to shape her course to
the east, she picked up the Anna
Schmidt, and four days later, the Ex¬
press. From that point we made the
long voyage to the Cape without secur
ing another victim, though we sighted
several which escaped us. My story has
to do with one of the latter incidents.
One afternoon, as we were holding our
course under sail, with the fires banked
and steam down, a sail was sighted to
the Dorth. After a time she was made
out to be a large ship, and was holding
her course for the Cape. For a long
time some of the officers held that she
was English, and as we were both gradu
ally nearing each other, the engineer re
ceived no orders to get up steam. There
was a good sea on, and the promise of a
nasty night, when, an hour before sun
down, the two crafts, running the legs
of a triangle, as it were, approached
each other within about two miles.
Then we hoisted the United States
flag, although by this time it was well
known that she was American. After a
few minutes the ball was run up to her
masthead and broke away to unfurl the
old stars and stripes. We hnd made
ourselves believe that we hated the old
flag, but when we saw it giveu to the
breeze above the swelling sails of a noble
clipper out there on the broad Atlantic,
we men felt like cheering.
Down came the flag of deceit from our
mast-head, and up went the flag of the
Southern Confederacy iu its place. It
must have been a great surprise to the
Yankee, and upon my word I felt sorry
*•*» 'Hf n.1, 4 lie fhe^winff J
mg given over to
was from the northwest, and breezing up
stronger alt the time. We cast loose a ;
gun and fired a shot across the the usual clipper order s |
course, and according to |
of things she should have heaved to and
submitted to thc inevitable. We all
looked for such action, especially as we
were now not over a mile apart and she
well under our guus. There was some
tbing like a flutter of excitement aboard
of her for a moment, and then her nosa
pointed up to the north, her men
swarmed aloft, and in five minutes she
was a pyramid of canvas and walking off
like a race horse. D uring
this interval we had been beat¬
ing to quarters and casting loose the
guus, and as it was seen that she meant to
runaway from us we opened on her with
everything that would bear. She was
now almost stern-on to us, and iu a
raking position, but we soon found that
the heavy sea running materially inter¬
fered with our gunnery. She had no
doubt calculated on this, and though
soma of our shots gave her a ciosa shave,
she gave her whole attention to getting
away. We soon saw that she could out
s ill us, aud orders were given to get up
steam. We kept pegging away at her in
hopes to cripple her aloft, but before we
had accomplished anything darkness
down We sent men alo f t w j t h
glasses to keep her in sight, and reserved
onr ammunition until we should get to
close quarters. We clapped on all the
canvas we could carry, and after a time
had steam to help us along, but before
the propellei had made a revolution the
men aloft had reported that thc clipper
was out of sight.
Our only recourse was to follow to the
northeast in hopes of picking her up
when davlight came, but when day
broke after a long and weary night the
ocean was clear of sail. The day we
reached Cape Town we saw our fugitive
safely anchored in the harbor. Two or
three days laler, when I was on shore
leave, Iran across some of her crew, and
was told by them that as soon as she
was beyond our sight she turned on her
heel and ran to the south, thus crossing
our bows and making every yard we run
take us farther away from her. At
midnicht she bore to the East again, and
was in Cape Town four days ahead of
US.
A Fuzz ed City .Maiden.
A little city maiden, on a visit to her
uncle’s farm, saw a threshing-machine in
| operation for the first time.
“Oh, mamma!” cried she, rushing
j into thc house all out of breath, “there’s
j something out in Uncle Joe s bam with
j two horses in it, and they keep going
and going, and never get anywhere. —
i Bazar.
Watering place girls—■4bo§# on their
n iuth annual summer resort tour, and
still unmarried—are very fond of wit
I naming match games.
A Prince of Coachmen
The following is from a Lons ooh
letter to the New- York Hen 'fat
American coachman, whatever t ia e#
of his nativity, is the best paidVhn of
his class in the world. His wagHlmge
from $25 to $80 per month and “iouud."
The average is probably about $4§|| The
meaning of the word “found’? in the
contract depends largely upon iM&ends t}|sifiber
ality of the employer. Often
to the entire length of his good J || re as
welL Por example, one case dis
covered 0CCU P ied that a lar caused S e corner surprise. room, T®| fMshed jnau
wSth and 8evcral a comfortable chairs. spring His bed^iiano half flozen
eas y
of boot * and shoes were placid out
Bide the door at night to be bi^ie ned
alld 8 barber tame to his room ___ m every „„
morning "
morning tn to suave ska™ i,;- his face. Ipf only
overlooked the grooming of v |he six .
horses in his care. The work vAtdone
by menials in the stables, whom he paid
oui of his allowance. He affected hot
sea-water baths, and had his olothing
sent in a hamper once a week to a New
York laundry—“just like the family."
When a party of the proper kind could
be made up he had his little rubber at
whist or trifled with “that blarsted
American game of poker.” Now that he
could not form a combination with the
butler at the mansion in town to sample
kis master’s wines and liquo-rs, he drank
rather cheaper claret—but less of it. The
mota ent he returned from a drive he
changed his clothes and laid aside the
implements of his occupation. When he
knew the horses were cared‘for he lit a
c *g ar and strolled down to see Mr.
Drexel’s, Mr. Seligman’s, Mr, Curtis’ or
Mr. Kennedy’s men. In nearly every
case was telephonic communication with
these friends possible, and he always
availed himself of the latest advances of
science. Another idea of hiswasnevir
to place himself beyond reach by the
same means. Therefore he confined his
intercourse to such friend* as had tele¬
phones in their stables.
Big Ear.
Much of my observation is, of course,
as yet tentative and uncertain. But of j
the contour I may freely say that I am
convinced bv every one of many keen !
observations'll^ the man whose upper
ear projects and bends forward is iuvari- |
ably one who is either very tractable, or !
desirous of learning, or very diligent, [ i
^ haWt of attending or giving at .
tention tQ whftt passc3 aroand him . H e
, g t<) learn> easv ‘ to traill) provide d
^ ^ . g delicato aud faciIe enough
to do what required of him on occa _
.
On the other hand, the man whose ear
buttons back to his bead— is close to the
»kull in its tip and posterior margi*,
evinces opposite qualities. He is intract
a ]ji C) inattentive, heedless; he i* accus
tomed t0 heari it is true, but not to mind
w hat he hears; to allow people’s cruel,
witty, w'se, and trenchant sayings to go
by unobserved. Nevertheless, such a
man may be handled, by reason of hi*
being unobservant. A good many ex¬
cellent public servants have such ears,
and must habitually be unobservant of i
many things, since so many uncomfort¬
able affairs encompass and engage them
that they would become quite miserable
were they to heed them all.
The pointed ear is the ear of the tur¬
bulent, intractable man; who breaks out
occasionally in an original vein, and who
has his days and hours of uneasiness.
The ear bounded in its superior margin
by a curved line, is that of the quiet,
easy, amiable man .—Phrenological Jour¬
nal.
Wholesale Poisonings.
The frequency with which people who i
partake of picnic ice cream find them¬
selves poisoned suggests the theory that
adulteration is being carried to a more
dange rous extreme than ever before. As
mos t 0 f these troubles occur in the coun
tr y w here the principal materials of w hich
ice cream is compounded are naturally
p Ure it might be worth while to subject i
I flavorings used in the to >
the cream a t !
critical analysis. These are put up in
cities as a rule, aud it would not be sur
prising it th?y were found to be the
cau8e cf the illnesses which are reported |
with such frequency.
| It is a well known fact that it is chem- ;
; ically possible to make almost any fruit j
flavor out of acids of various kinds, and
; it may be that some unprincipled manu
I fncturer has put on the market flavorings
made by similar processes. Aaultcra
j tions have become so common that no
effort should be spared to discover the
real cau-'' of tht numerous wholesale
poisoning rs which occur wherever food is
carelessly prep; ire ! for I irge numbers of
I people. One successful prosecution
against a swindling manufacturer would
i be wortli millions to the country.—
j u er ,ild.
It Matters How Us Spelled.
[ Office Bore H ‘doe It ‘scombe; you
! missed me dreadfully, I’ni sure.
Busy Editor- Yes. Mr. Graves.
“I’m just home from a little trip to the
Yosemite.”
“Ah, indeed! Well, I’m glad to see
you’re back.”
[It sojmded ail rilffit, but, the bore
wondered 1*’, 't f ! 1 : iiposlj'iphe was
there or not.
SCIENTIFIC SCRAPS.
A h reach botanist has enumerated 878
spea.es of plants growing in Greenland,
am! lie fluids that they resemble those of
Lapland more than those of the American
continent.
A lately deceased French doctor spent
his life in studying distorted mankind,
and made a large collection of skeletons
of deformed persons. This unique
museum is about to be sold in Paris, and
is expected to realize the sum of $6,000.
Tue active principle of cod-liver oil, of
which it forms from one and a half to six
per cent., has been obtained by Dr.
Lafarge of Paris, and is said to have
given excellent results when used in place
of the crude oil. The substance is called
morrhuol, , and , contains , . twelve , times ,.
as
much . iodine, . .. bromine . and , phosphorus , ,
as
, . . . .. . , , ,
* ’
A history of herbaria _ lias been written
^ r - Saint Lager of Lyons. From this
a PP ears tbat the oldest collections of
P resscd P' an ? s now extant, or partially
so ’ are those of Aldrovandi, begun about
1553> and containin g at least <5,000
s P® cimen8 i of Girault, of Lyons, dated
i ”’ 8 > and °f Cesalpin, dated 1653. The
coilections are now in Bologna, Paris and
* lorence -
In order to settle the question as to the
proper treatment for persons who have
< )uen frozen, Dr. Laptchinski has made a
series of very careful experiments upon
dogs. He found that of 20 animals
treated by the method of gradual resusci
tation in a cold room 14 perished; of i
20 placed at once in a warm room, eight
died, while 20 put immediately into a
hot bath recovered quickly and without j
accident,
Mr. E. Yung has been ascertaining the
.
nature of the influence of saltwater on
the development of the larvm of the frog.
The tadpole perishes in from three to
twenty minutes in the water of the Med
iterranean, containing four per cent, of
salts, and in a few hours in a solution of
marine salts in the proportion of one
psr cent. But it may be adapted to an i ;
existence in salt water by a gradual pre
paration through a series of solutions of
from two to eight per 1,000.
Why have , Yellow Fevor? Singularly
flattering reports continue to be made
concerning Dr. Domingos Freire’s sys
tern of preventive inoculation in yellow
fexev. —A4ate one to the Paris Biograph- |
hot months in Brazil ending with Feb
ruary last, 8,051 subjects were inoculat- ;
ed in Rio de Janeiro, and not one had
the fever, whereas, in the same districts
and houses 278 non-vaccinated suc
cumbed to the disease, What is more
remarkable is that severe eases were
inoculated in the second stage of the
disease, and all recovered
Losing a I’ost-offlee.
In the early days of Michigan, when
many of the post-offices were carried in
the hats of the postmasters, a postmaster
in Livingston County was out in the
woods one day and lost several letters
from the hat. A day or two after that a
pioneer named Bailey came to his house
and inquired if there was any mail for
jjjuj
“There was a letter for you, Bill, but
I’ve lost it,” was the reply.
“When ?”
1 1 1 Tother day in thc woods.”
u Well, I want that letter 1”
n But ye can’t git It I’m sorry I lost
it. but that's all I can do.”
< « Then I’ll have you removed from of
fice! ’
“Look a-here, Bill Bailey,” said the
offic al, as he began to skin off his coat,
“I was appointed to hold thi* post office,
and <’ m bound to do it. As a private
citizen I have no hard feelings agin you;
as postmaster I lost a letter writ to you
by your sister in York State; as a repre¬
sentative of this great and awful govern¬
ment, I want to say to you that if I hear
tw0 more words of sass from y our tbraat
lnl sll PP ress the insurrection by hanging
y° u tbu ncarest tree i 80 < le <P n,e ® od >
sir!”
> lr - ^ wa8 ‘ however permitted to
make a hunt in the woods for his letter,
suppressed.— Detroit Free Press.
The Giant nnd the Pill.
A giant once engaged a pill in conver¬
sation, and becoming suddenly angry,
a ^ lised jj, dle mos t violent manner and
made the most sarcastic and insulting re¬
marks about its s : ze and seeming weak
ness Thc did not rep i y to the in¬
gultS( but on thc following morning it
fecro ted itself in the food that had been
prepared for the giant and thus obtained
an entrance into his inner temple, where
it straightway w’reaked a direful ven
geaacti.
Moral: This fable teaches that science
is often a match for superior muscle in a
pugilistic encounter.— Life,
Still in Want.
Ee Baggx “it is remarkable how
these mt. i tailors in do take a man in.
' . .
Bagley- *. 1 * 11 lne * ’
. .
bov. ft.i > I" it " it ■ t t r 11 ; e mi.
No, I don t ire an t at nw a i_n
the other day that lea . you wan a
L' i > '' '*’' t corae < n ere - went m.
good suit.’— Bhdailel
P
VOL. XII, NO, 47.
Facts About Life Preservers,
•‘Is it not strange that with so many
■ new inventions constantly being made, the
^ old-fashioned cork life preserver still re¬
ma i M j u vogue?” said a captain of a
steamer to a New York Mail and Exp rest
reporter.
“Are they not good enough, captain^
“Oh, yes. I believe they answer bet
ter than anything yet invented for using
quickly in case of accident. Although
it is simple enough to strap a life-pre¬
server on, yet many people are frequently
drowned by putting them on in a loose
way and getting their feet turned to the
air instead of their heads. Then, too, in
a general panic the preservers are often
tied or buckled carelessly, and a few
waves soon knock them off. The india
rubber ... suits cannot be 1 put on so quickly. ‘
-
That , is . one drawback , to them. _ What
good would a rubber suit do a man in
mid-ocean unless he has nerve and pluck
Boynton and those professional swim
m ers? Think of a lady incased in a rub
her armor tossing about in mid-ocean,
ghe would soon die from fright. Sailors
an( j seamen would be at home perhaps
in rubber life-preservers, and could pad
die about and keep up their spirits. But
in the hurry of leaving the ship after a
collision, for instance, who would have j
time to put on and inflate the robber life
preservers? The moment an accident
occurs, confusion and panic generally
follow, especially among the passengers,
As a rule the departure from the ship is a i
rush a ud deuce take the hindermost.
Hence a life-preserver must be easily put
on and have no complications whatever,
They would be perfectly useless other
wise. I have thought of all kinds of
new-fangled life-preservers, but none are
worthy of adoption, or rather they are
impracticable. My idea once was to
have a good-sized half-barrel, with strap*
80 placed that a peison could easily
buckle himself to it in the water. Then
on the inside of the barrel would bo a
little fresh water and something to eat.
By taking out a plug or a slide the food
could be reached. I have found nearly
everything impracticable. Presence of
mind in the face of danger is the greatest
life-preserver a person can possess,
Without this coolness the best preserver
is of little avail.
Old Apprentice Hays.
Workmen in former days worked from
twelve to fourteen hm»ra » .. si
imzed.few holidays, Daniel Wilson, the
pren’iced when a boy to his uncle in
Londoili an extensive silk manufacturer,
who was a hard worker himself, and ex
acted hard work from all in his employ.
Young Wilson said that some of the ;
bands were kept so busy that for weeks
they did not put their hats on, and had
no holiday for two or three years. Ho
speaks of his own round of duty:
i . My individual employment is not ,
laborious, but it is constant. Our usual
hours of work arc from six o’clock in thc
morning till eight o’clock in the evening
in summer, and from seven o’clock iu the
morning till eight o’clock in the evening
in winter.
“So vou sec I have but little time to
myself. After eight o c ock, in general,
I am at liberty to read or write alone till
supper-time, which is at half-past eight
o’clock, or a quarter to nine, and after
this I sit reading with the family till ten
o’clock, when my uncle calls them to )
prayers, and all go to bed."
There was no opportunity given to
form bad habits on the streets or in
doubtful company. But, in spite of
such long hours of work, young Wilson
managed to find two hours of study
daily, and thus to fit himself for the uni¬
versity.
Comfort in the Rain Storm.
The health-giving 1 properties ' of - ram
are not appreciated . , , by thc general , pub- ,
lie. t, Rain • • essential .. , . to physical , . .
is an
. localties , that have extensive . ■
vigor in any
population. , Man ,, and ... his occui ations .
lade the air with countless ., and , unclassi- , •
fied . . impurities. . .. The generous, i-ii kindly
'
rain absorbs , them, , even as a washer- ,
woman extracts the . dirt ,. from , soiled ,
clothes. The ammoniacai exhalation, the
gases resultant from combustion and de
j cay, are all quietly absorbed by a brisk
shower. People talk about a “dry
climate, but it is a snare and a delusion.
There is nothing in it. A very dry
climat ■ will never support a large popu
lation, lor it would soon become so
poisoned that it would be fatal to the
liuman race. A scattering few might in
habit it, but not the multitude.— Roches
ter Union.
B g Hailstone*.
After the hailstorm of the other even
; ng a spventy-niner met Amos Steck at
the St. James. “Biggest hailstones I
ever saw,” said the friend. “Oh, non¬
sense,” said the bluff Amos; “if you
hadn’t mentioned it I wouldn’t have
known we had auy hail, Just a little
frozen rain—that’s all.” • • You have
seen ]ar2 , er hailstones?” asked the
^ .. Look here ; jn ^
right . . . here in . Denver, _ over there at . that ...
old house of mine—it was in the country
then—1 have seen the hail so thick that
„ round was no t visible in any direc
and ag ^ { Uied two of the
hailstone-, tor a weight on my front gate
for over two weeks after the storm!”—
] s News.
A Simple Song.
I could stand,” the poet said,
“Upon yon mountain’s distant crest.
And catch the songs from overhead,
My soul would sigh for rast- n
no more
He stood upon the lonely height,
And heard the singing of the spheres.
He caught the music in its flight.
And sent it ringing down the years.
But no one listened to the strain
That echoed from the far-away;
“Alas!” he cried, “my toil is vain,
Too grand these songs for such as they.”
* id then he softly touched his lyre,.
And sang a song so wild and sweet,
{ bleeding hop 2 and dead desire—
And lol the world was at his feet.
■ —James C. Rockwell in the Current.
HUMOROUS.
The great noose of the day—the mar
dage & knot.
. > Shows the breadth of the man”--hi*
rest .—Burlington Free Press.
No rogue e’er felt such terror of the
/aw as docs a man whose wife knows how
*,o jaw.
Why is a man who can’t learn by ex
P erience like a hmrei? Because he is au
Fish is good brain-food, except in in
stances when it doesn’t find anything to
assimilate with.
Some men are like toads—you have ti¬
poke them with a stick before they naakr
their biggest jump.
“There’s very little change in men’s
trousers this year, ” remarked a tailor as
he failed to collect a bill.
The greatest mental effort that a dude
makes is when he has to determine
whether to take out his cane or his um¬
brella.
Thc mule has the ful1 al J° wance ot
vertebra in the backbone. ere are
Gmts when it ^ has more t ana ula ow
ftn< e °i Hray.
There don’t seem to be much use foi
miiffs in this sort of weather, but, ac
cord < n 3 to all reports, the base-ball
P< n y ers < lllvc them in abundance,
A Western firm guarantees a wife to
every man who purchases of it a suit of
clothes, and it guarantees fits. If you
don’t get them in the clothes you’ll get
’em from the wife.
Annie and Emily were enjoying them
first bftth m the gl™s surf at Old
Orchard. It began to rain while thev
ssvie. “Where are you going ?”
Emily.
lie Soli led the Business Thoroughly.
McCoy, when he came to Scott coun
ty, went to work for a farmer named
Hitt, who had a very charming daugh
ter Emma. A young man whom Fanner
Hitt had repeatedly driven from the
place continued to come around, paying
his addresses to the daughter, until
finally the farmer, despairing of keeping
him away by any milder means, hired
McCoy to thrash him every time he came
near. Once or twice, or may be more,
the young man came, saw the girl, took
his thrashing, and departed. But one
day there came the end of this sort of
thing. McCoy, returning from town,
where he had gone as driver and escort
for the daughter, approached the father,
saying:
• . Well, Mr. Hitt, I’ve settled this busi
ness of that young fellow’s coming
around here to see Em.
<. What do you mean?” asked the
farmer.
“I I mean that he won’t come any more,
an’ you can bet on it. >>
4. Why, Mac, you haven’t killed him.
have you?” asked the farmer, fearfully.
“No. Better than that. >1
“What then?”
„„ “I’ve married . . Em.
The old ,, farmer , flew „ into a dreadful , ,
rage, , but McCoy „ „ , had , the .. girl, . , and , there ___
& ’ ;
her from , him, , . 80
was no getting awav
Farmer Hitt, ... like a sensible ... man, made
the most of it and gave , his . son-m-law . , a
piece 1 of land, „ ’ Which .... he is now tilling,
win e “Em” _ minds . . the , , babies ... like a duti
fui , wife .—Chicago _ .
Mews.
Ho Asked Too Much of It.
Marvelous as is the telephone, its util
f, as made it as common as grocers’
sugar, and in consequence it does not get
cred jt it justly deserves. People
jj 8Ve cease d to wonder, and find them
selves unconsciously demanding more
than the little instrument can perform,
This was the case of a well-known archi
tect the other day when telephoning to
the stone-yard about a certain piece of
work. He had asked the stone-yard
if he knew the exact shape of the stone
that had been ordered, and on receiving
a negative answer had promptly replied,
j “It is just this way,” drawing the shape
of the stone on the wall alongside of his
telephone. He looked silly when he dis¬
covered his mistake, and quickly told
the stone man he would call down and
tell him about the stone. —Rehoboth Sun¬
day Herald.
Proverb rs. Proverb.
Father—“I wish, John, you could be
i contented to settle down and live like
other people, and not go roving all over
the country. You must remember that
a ‘rolling stone gather* no moss. y
Son—“True enough. Governor, but ‘a
setting hen never gets fat .’”—Fret
I Press.