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Clover wreathe xdorii—
Chubby, childish ftfurce 4
Playliif in the oo:l :
An end anted for* -t
*Tls to them, I ween.
With its golden treasures
Hid In shining green;
. 7 / w ' th i* tiny people
Oh its leaflet born -
Bright-eyed,.bonny figures
• t Flaying In the corn.
fladlv had I riaen.
By cold care oppressed.
Worn with weary watching,
Filled with vague unrest,
, But completely vanished
Every thought forlorn.
Watching those wee figume
Flaying in the corn 1
What has earth hereafter
In the way of bliss,
That in hearty pleasure
flan oompare with this?
With no sad forebodings
To restrain or warn—
Flitting, fairy figures
Flaying in the corn!
—■—^
MY SEHEHAHEB.
“ •. dear child,” said a maiden lady
of O' •• ■'iitam age, “you ueea not
blns.u#*o. I dare say the young gentle
man who has just passed the window
has no idea of your existence.”
'■‘But he passes every day, aunt.”
“Well, what of that?” retimed the
lady.
“ But he looks in at the window,’’said
the young lady.
“Ah, indeed I ” said her aunt
“And’he wears a sprig of myrtle in
his coat, aunt, and you know that means
‘true.’” '’ ' . 4 .
“ ReaHy yon amuse me, child I Any
thing more?” *
“No, aunt," was the reply.
“Then, my dear child, you are a bit
of a goose, and ought to know • better,”
sudd her aunt “I am afraid you are
too fond of reading idle tales when you
might be better employed. Well, well,
I suppose we cannot put an old head on
young shoulders, and yours are very
young yet;” and she might have added
pretjy ones, covered as they were with
lockout the softest and richest brown
sai~ t* . ne world'.
1- *v girls are so common. that I
' net- - .describe pretty Rose Arnold, as
.she- .Ac. Sunt were sitting before the
lire ill ta;.c_ magic hour when the glare
of day has passed, and twilight is only
Just coming; whop leudprueps touches
the hardest heart; when life seems
• more ideal, l ss dark, and cold, and
’dull / ’ . J- - (
. “Shall I tell you what happened to
mvsclf, Rose?”
“Yes, do, aunt”
■ “ Well, I will. You will see that there
vos once a time when your old aunt was
as silly as you are now.”
Rose laid her beautiful face on her
aunt’s lap, and looked up, and her aunt
began:
“ Miss Silkstone kept a select estab
lishment at Brighton for a limited num
ber of young Indies, from whom the most
unexceptionable references were re
• qhired." She frequently advertised in
the Times, and always had a vacancy for
one or two. But you know as well as I
that there never was a school for a lim
ited number that had not a vacancy for
u genteel and well-connected pupil. I
was that., and more. Why, then, was I
'' sent to Miss Silkstone's salubrious
abode? .Well, ;thp truth is, Dr. .Bolus,
’ otir family physician, hinted that a little
change of air and an occasional bath in
,the sea would not be amiss. ‘ The sys
tem requires bracing, ma’am,’ said lie to
mamma. .‘ We are getting,’added the
dear, fat old man, as ho contemplated
lily growing figure, * a little pale and
thin; our roses are not quite so red as
they might be.’ Girl as I was, I had
read Lord Byron’s ‘ Corsair,’ and his
lines in ‘ Cliilde Harold,’ bidding the
deep and dark-blue ocean roll on, and
. had by heart Barry Cornwall’s songs;
aim I loved, as girls of 17 do love, pas
■ sioaately, ’
The sex 1 the sex! the open sex!
, The evesr fresh, the ever freo I
and made no objection to the arrange
ment which for awhile transplanted me
from the paternal roof. It was not re
luctantly, then, that I journeyed to the
■>' scene of my future residence. I was not
bad-looking, and I knew that I- had a
love of a bonnet which would set all the
■ Kiris wild. I bad not lived at Clapbam
for nothing, you may be sure.
.“ Arrived at school, I did as the rest.
Op Sunday we went.to church. Now the
church-service is rather long ; and, how
ever pious and proper one maybe dis
..posed do be, one cannot be always look
ing at the minister or at one’s prayer
book. .. In one of my. occasional peeps at
the congregation I found the eyes of a
young man intently fixed on me. It was
evident to me and all the rest of the girls
that his ardent gaze was directed to no'
other than myself. The next Sunday
the sipuc was;w6tneesedj'
• the head, it was the same. I was pleased,
yet annoyed. Mias- Rilkstone * g4*re me
■ mapy a private lecture in her own apart
ments.' Mademoiselle, a? we were taught
to call our French governess, was de
lighted; the girh all laughed; and, to
make assurance doubly sure, I had bees
informed that one of the maids had been
asked by a gentleman the name of the
new girl, whom be declare 1 to be a ‘ regu
lar stunner.’
“ Nowit was dear to me and all the
rest of us that this inquiry could have
come from no other than from the gentle
man whose optica had been ao regularly,
,and, tut it seemed, irresistibly exercised
ELLIJAY fijfe COURIER.
W . jr. C‘ • M Be >
BCt*r xad Pek'.lsher j
on myself. Presently another symptom
of his admiration was manifested. Every
evening at a cdrhiiu hour, under the walls
of our garden, were heard the dulcet
sounds of an accordion ; all said it was
■ my church admirer thus renewing on
weekdays the homage that, he had offered
me at church on Sundays. I thought
what every one said must be true, and
i
listened with peculiar pleasure to ‘Annie
Laurie,’ and ‘My Beautiful Star,’ and
Jeannette and Jeannot,’ and ‘ I Dreamt
that I Dwelt in Marble Halls,* and other
popular airs, all of which I had beard,
it is true, played before, but never, so it
seemed to me, with such pathos and
power as under tho present circumstan
ces. What a delicate way of being
courted 1 Of course I was not in lcve,
but, girl-liko, I was glad to think that
someone was in love with me.
“Just at this time I had to leave
school for a few days; at the same time,
by a strange coincidence, the serenad
ing ceased, and my admirer was absent
from his pew in church. Surely, then,
I was right in thinking that I was the
object of all these delicate attentions.
The more I thought about it, the mors
certain I felt. Suspicion was banished;
doubt now gave place to certainty. The
mystery was cleared up—the serenade
was for me. and the serenader was he
whom I had seen at church. I must
say, when I had come to this conclusion,
I became impatient of this serenading,
and wished either to change it into
sometliing of a more satisfactory char
acter, or for it to cease altogether. Mad
emoiselle and myself, without saying a
word to the other girls, resolved to bring
matters to a crisis. For this purpose
ws resolved to secure the first opportu
nity; nor was it long before one pre
sented itself.
“One dark night, when tho usual
serenading was going on, and Miss Silk
stone happened to be particularly en
gaged with the friends of anew pupil
who liait come to tea; wo hastily put on
an old shawl and bonnet apiece ; slipped
out of the house forthwith, quite nuper
ceived; rushed down to the end of the
garden, and olLcc found
opr way to fho fop of the wait The
night, as I have said, was dark; we
could see no one, and the unknown was
vigorously going through his accus
tomed musical performance. I fancied
I could see tho graceful outline of my
admirer as he swept bis fingers over his
beloved instrument, and told to the eold,
dark night and the sad silent stars
all the love and hope and purpose of his
heart I listened with an interest that
t lirilled my wljole frame. - There he
was, languishing for mo ;: dreaming that
I wag smiling ou his love. There could
scarcely bo any doubt that I was the
Annie Laurie for whom he would lay
him down and die 1 I was his ‘ Beautiful
Star, up in heaven so high,” no less cer
tainly. What was I to do? Did not
such touching love deserve some grace
ful recognition? Was lie to realize the
mournful fate of which he sang ? Was
I, so young, to be a cruel murderer,
and all through life to have my heart
bowed down witli a sense of the fearful
shock of such a crime ? Yet would it
not be imprudent to address a gentle
man to whom I bad never been intro
duced? I was iu a frightful state of
agitation; I could feel my cheeks get
ting red, and my heart jumped right up
to the top of my throat. What should
Ido?
‘“Why, speak to him, of course,’
said Mademoiselle, who was getting
very cold, ‘or he will be laid up with
influenza for a mouth,’
“ ‘ Oh, dear,’ said I, ‘ I wish he would
not oome playing here.’
“ ‘ Oh, nonsense 1 ’ said she. ‘ Speak |
to him; it willbe’capital fun.' *
‘“No, no; ariything but that,’ ex- j
claimed I, in an agony of fear.
“ ‘ Well, if you won’t speak,’ said she, j
1 send him a token.’ |
“‘A token 1’ Ah, that was a capital !
idea! There could be no barm in that.
He was just, beneath me. I gathered "a
few ’eaves and let them fall.”
’’ “Hush 1” said Mademoiselle.
“The accordion went on as usual.
The leaves evidently had produced no
effect, .
“ ‘ Try again,’ said she.
“ I did so. We listened—no acknowl
edgment The accordion went on vig
orously as ever. . -
‘.“Let, us. go,’ said J, ' not $ little
frightened. , -
’No, no,’ said he, ' try again.
“T did so. 'Th6' music stopped, the
serenader changed his position, but in a
moment recommenced bis amorous
strain. I grew quite frightened.
“ ‘ Oh ! do let us go,’ I whispered.
“ ‘ No, no,’ said Mademoiselle ; ‘ try
once more.’
“Again fell the leaves, again we list
ened, again the accordion ceased. There
was a pause, then a cough, then another
cough, as if the serenader was impatient,
and expected to ba addressed. We
strained our eyes, aud just saw the dim
outline of a figure.
ELLIJAY, GA„ THURSDAY NOVEMBER S. 18-1.
“ ‘ Gome ! none of that ore !' was his
1 exclamation.
“I could scarce believe my eai - My
j refined lover indulging iu mi. r
I and commonplace language ’ '
I knew whether to laugh or f> . ’
i ever, I did neither, but saiu ‘
]as my excited feelings woul,-% a
“ ‘ What did you say!’
, “ ‘Why, none o’ that ’ere. be sure !
j Pitching lots o’ dirt ou to a poor fellow,
i What do you mean ?’
“There was some terrible mistake.
My friend came to my rescue. Sum
i moning up her dignity and peering over
j the wall, she said, severely :
“ ‘ Young man, who are you ?’
“ * Me, marm ? Why, Joe, the butch
er’s boy, to be sure 1’
“‘Oh, mdeed!’ said Mademoiselle.
‘ And wbat do you here ?’
“ ‘ You see,’ he replied, ‘I hain’t got
no place at home to practice in; so I
come every night here, ’cause the walls
keep the wind off; and now it’s time for
me to be off.’
“And away he went off whistling,
leaving me disenchanted of my lovo. I
may only mid that I endured an addi
tional pang when, a short time after
ward, I found that the eyes that always
glared at me at church squinted. Since
then I have not boon quite so hasty in
jumping at conclusions.
“And now, Bose, dar, we had better
get.to work; ring for Ellen to bring in
iights, and now draw the curtains.”
Rose got up to do so. As slio ap
proached the window, the individual
with the myrtle passed. Rose thought
nothing of it, and it was well she did
not, as later in life she knew him well as
a married man and a friend of her hus
band and lier own.
the nnsauna or i vino.
In a paper before the American So.
ciety of Civil Engineers, Mr. O. Staler
Smith gives the results of many years
observations of wind pressure and its
effects. He had personally visited the
tracks of destructive storms, as soon as
possible after their occurrence, for the
purpose of determining the maximum
force and the width of the path of the
storm in every instance. The most vio
lent storm iu Mr. Smith’s records was at
East St. Louis, in 1871,\i ion the wind
* naJcoomott *Ai*.m.|:iraam
force developed in so doing being no
less than ninety-three pounds per square
foot. At SL Charles, in 1877, a jail wus
destroyed, the wind force required being
eighty-four and three-tenths pounds per
square foot. At Marshfield, Mo., in
1880, a brick mansion was leveled, the
force required being fifty-eight pounds
per square foot. Below these extraor
dinary pressures there were sundry
coses of trains blown off rails, and
bridges, etc., blown down by gales of
wind of from twenty-fom pounds to
tliirty-one pounds per square foot. Mr.
Smith observes that in all his examples
he has taken the minimum force re
quired to do the observed damage, aud
has considered this as the maximum
force of the wind, although, of course,
it may have been muoh higher. Some
of the hurricanes were very destructive,
the one at Marshfield having cut down
everything along a path forty-six miles
long and 1,800 feet wide, killing 260 peo
ple. Mr. Smith has formed the con
clusion that, notwithstanding these ex
amples, thirty pounds per square, foot is
sufficient wind pressure to allow for in a
working specification. As reasons for
this conclusion, Mr. Smith expresses
doubts as to whether a direct wind or
gale ever exceeds this pressure. Whirl
winds may exceed it, but the width of
the pathway of maximum effort in these
is usually very narrow. Mr. Smith has
only found one example, already quoted,
wherein the path of pressures over thirty
pounds per square foot exceeded sixty feet
wide. This pressure is in itself very
unusual, and, referring more p rticularly
to railway bridges, it is stated that a
loaded passenger train will leave the
rails at this pressure of wind, and conse
quently not much oould be gained by
making tho bridge strong enough to re
sist a storm which would blow a train oil'
it— ScimUi/lo American.
MANHOOD AND RELIGION.
The disparity of the sexes in churches
is placed by Zion’s Herald, at two to
one in favor of the women, and the same
paper also makes the following rather
startling statement; “If we were to
take the churches right through the
country we should probably find that
not more than one-tenth of their num
,bers are men in the prime of life. The
other nine-tenths are men who have
passed their meridian, and yciuths who
have not reached their maturity. It is
also to be observed that in almost every
community the majority of the ener
getic, enterprising business men are not
avowed and active Christians <nd if ‘hey
are identified with the church at all, it is
usually only in the moet superficial
w -
The St. Louis Poat-Diapalch play
fully suggests that “as the owner of
i several great national highways, includ
i in'g the Mississippi river, we presume
j there is no harm in speaking of Jay
! Gould **“ a great national highwayman.”
’i'Hcite is red ami green as well ua
black 'ebony. ,
THE TABLE If HOT!. ABROAD.
Br< ekfaat ou the continent always
means only bread and coffee. To the
i tailoring people it means ..bowl of broth
*it of bread, or ci bread alone,
uerican, however, '.ill find him
. rved with butter an. eggs, or moat,
unless he has previously ordered “a
plain bi -akfast,” when ha will receive
tho usual bread and ooffi , The noted
table and” a. is perhaps tie least suscept
ible of c age. It is u iiially served nt
6 o’cloc*—an hour wlmuAhe day’s work
is over, and when the n ij.can lie taken
at leisu 3. It is the meal of the
day, aud all the guests '-/ti e hotel are
expected to meet at table. It re
quires never less than a’i hour—oftener
two; and unless your company is enter
taining it is a long and dreury process.
Perhaps yon have been told that there
will bo tea or fifteen . ourses; and, if
uninitiated, you have your mind made
up that for once you will have your
usual “square meal” But when the
waiter, with necktie ai l shirt-front of
immaculate whiteness, brings you a
small piece of bread, and a diali of
sligbtlv-colored water railed soup, you
proceed with quiet resignation, in tho
belief that you will havethe dinner pres
ently. Your curiosity 3 only the more
aroused when the plat< ; e are changed ;
and after a long, drearywaiting you re
ceive a very small bit of fish. Then the
table is cleared again, and you are served
with a bit of chicken. Like a true Amer
ican you have dispatohe.l your bread long
enough since, and you take chicken and
“ play it alone ; ” but you conclude that
it is “passing strange' when you learn
that buttered chestnut- uud nothing else
or a bit of cheese alonil will be'served
for a course. And so you continue for
au hour or two—in p |tient expectation [
of the meal that never tomes. My Yan
kee friend put it rig’4 when ho sajd,
“ There is a mouthful’ ; eat, ami then a.
squarp acre of sil incc ’’ I shall always
respect the America;: who, tho oth. t
day when ho had Xom patiently until
the meal was iieJmc/*. r, thundered out
to the waiter, “ raciouf ! Life is
too short lo be wijpv in * ils manner,
sir 1 For heaven’,luil. ,bn; me some
thing to eat 1 ” '?
~ cat.
They had a bilin’ old time at the West
End recently. Mr. Monkey’s boy took
the family cat nnd nibbed phosphorus
all over him. It was about nightfall
wlieu he completed his job and let the
cat go. The hoodoo began right away.
The cat got into a barrel and began to
yowl, and that attracted ( he attention of
a bull-dog, and he camo along and
danced about and barked and got terri
bly excited. It was a case of “dog in
the light, cat in the sliadder, dog full
of fight, cat growing madder.” Pretty
soon the dog upset the barrel and went
in after the cat. Bus it was a surprise
party for liim. The phosphorus glowed
in the darkness, and he beheld a cat of
fire. He came out of that barrel and
went off howling as though a policeman
had stepped on him. Then the cat went
up on the roofs, where other cats do
congregate, and tried to chum round
with ’em. But it was no go. They fled
from him as if he wore a bootjack. He
didn’t understand it and gave chase,
and, as there was about forty cats on
those roofs, and as they were all scared
and fled from him, howling dismally,
the noise was something fearful, so that
folks in the vicinity who iieard it were
scared and had cold sweats. The cats
continued to tear around and yell so
that it couldn’t be endured. Mr. Mon
key and others got up and wont upon
the roofs with clubs. And at first the
sight of the fiery cat frightened them,
and one lady who saw it screamed and
fell through a skylight and nearly killed
a man sleeping beneat it, and made him
think Mother Shipton was right.
Finully, Mr, Monkey and his friends
made a desperate charge on the fiery
eat, and the poor cat took a flying leap
to the street. Ho hit on a policeman,
saving his life, but nearly scaring the
officer out of his, as ho thought he was
struck by lightning. The cat jumped
to the ground, and an astronomer came
along and took him for an aerolite and
tried to pick him up. To his amazement
the aerolite ran. Then he was scared, too.
Finally, tho cat got into a haymow and
somebody thought the bam waa afire,
and they called out the engines and got
seven streams turned on him He
fought well, but they fixed him. And
then investigations showed no fire, but
only a dead cat. And they told the
stableman he was a cross-eyed fool to
mistake a cat’s eyes for a fire, and so
they left him. And all the West End. is
talking df the mysterious fiery oat, and
only young Monkey understand* th
mystery. —Boston Post.
Amekica has for years been sending
negro minstrels to England. A retalia
tion is about to be made by Sam Hague's
company, of Liverpool, who will make a
lour of this country next winter.
Up to the time Emerson thoughtlessly
wrote, “Every natural action is grace
ful,” no woman had ever eat on the edge
of a t© tisli.
OUR JUFKSILES.
Ftoff'n Quest ion*.
Robin, In the cherry liva
filnf x Mttlx toug to utc;
Toll mx, RxdbrcxM, 1k i w you go
" ben tfcA.groi.nd is xrh tx with Know?
When the flower* lie buried deep,
When the brookt xrx xll xeleeyT
Robin Redbreast, txll me true.
When tie winter, xhere ere you TANARUS
To loir# fxir land do you fly,
WTiere the flowers never die T
Where the brooklets gently flow,
Where the softest breeder blow?
In x distent sunny clime.
Where ’tie eiweys summer-tune.
Do you sing your sweetest song—
Bing end slug the whole day long?
Tell me, Robin Redbreast, deer.
How you know when spring U hereT
How you know the time hoe come
For your airy voyage home
To the dear old cherry tree.
To tho laby and to mo?
Sing and tell me, Robin, sing.
How you know wheu it le spring.
Do the fairies of the flowers
Which have bloomed in Hummer hours
In their sung homes underground
llonoyenckie-trumi’etfl eounl T
Do they ring the lily-bells,
kinking music sweet, which telle
All the pretty birds that sing
Spring is comini > , *-moiry t-pring?
YouUi’d Companion.
Horroirhiif a Quart or.
Till *eo c ’ty liovs were on their way
homo from school, aud, as there wore at
least two hours before dark (and before
supper-time), they were quite ready to
stop and look at anything, from a circus
to a dog-figlit.
“Oh, boys, just look !’’ cried Clmrlio
Thorn.
“What? Where?” exclaimed his
couq anions. They wore now in front
of a second-hand book-store ; and, point
ing to a thick green-covered volume iu
the window, Charlie exclaimed :
“ Why, there’s tho ‘Arabian Nights’
—real good, not tom a bit, marked,
‘only 25 cents!’ Full of pictures, tool”
“Oh !” said, or rather sighed, Edgar
’Denny and Will Farnham.
Three faces were pressed close to the
bookseller’s window, throo pairs of eager
eyes gloated aver the treasure ; for to
what 10 or 12-year-old boy is not the
“Arabian Nights” a treasure?
Neither Edgar, Charlie nor Wiil lmd
ever read the wonderful book ; but one
of the latter’s cousins had done so, and
had retailed one or two of the stories to
Will, and he in turn hod repeated them
to his two friends. And to think that
all this—roc’s eggs, eue-eyed caliphs,
spariding jewels, genii, palaces—might
bo obtained for 25 cents.
“ I say,” remarked Edgar, doubtfully,
“has any fellow got a quarter?”
No fellow had; what was worse, tho
united wealth of the three “follows ’’
amounted to just 7 cents.
“ Perhaps, if I toll papa about it, he’ll
buy it for ns,” suggested Charlie.
“ Pshaw! Somebody’ll snap it up be
fore you can got to your father’s store.
A bargain like that isn’t to be had every
day.”
“ If Tom Baker sees it lie’ll buy it,
sure pop. He’s always got money,”
sighed Edgar. “If ho hadn't been kept
in, like as not he’d have bouglitit before
this.”
Suddenly Will’s face brightened. Put
ting his hand in his pocket he drew out
a? 1 bill, aud announced his intention of
buying the book.
“ A dollar ! Where did you get it?”
asked Charlie, in amazement.
“ Tisii’t mine jit’s Aunt Mary’s. Sho
gave me ft dollar this noon, and asked
me to pay 60 cents that she owed to Mr.
Jennison, the apothecary, you know.
She will not he home until late this
evening ; and in the meantime I can run
up to grandma’s and get a quarter she
owes mo for some eggs I sold her—my
little bantam’s eggs I Aunt Mary will
not, mind, if I do borrow a quarter from
her for a little while.”
So the treasury of marvels passed into
Will Farnham’s possession, and the
three happy boys made immediate, ar
rangements for reading it aloud, turn
and turn about. At every street corner
they paused to look at “just one more
picture,” and it was with a violent effort
that Will tore himself away to “run up
to grandma’s.”
“ But you boys may look at it while I
am gone, if you’ll bring it to mo before
supper,” be remarked graciously as he
left them.
Unfortunately he got to his grand
mother’s just a little while after sho had
left home for a two days’ visit to one of
her sons; so the little bantam’s eggs
could not be paid for then.
“Oh, well, it can’t he helped now,”
Will sa’d to himself. “ Grandma is
certain to give me the quarter in a day
or two, and I’ll tell Aunt Mary, about it
as.soon ut>*Tre comes in.'’
When he got home his mother told
him to put iiis aunt’s change on her
bnrean, and then run to the grocer’s and
get some sugar for lea. After supper he
betook himself to his new book, and
soon was a thousand years and a thous
and miles away. He dimly heard some
one usk him about Aunt Mary’s money,
and he gave a dreamy answer ; and his
father had to speak to him three times
before he realized it was bed time.
Of oourse he for a moment forgot all
about the borrowed quarter. Conscious
n~>< -mi* 1 it i\
St .no q-i Annnui
if “ good intentions," he fr.lt no anxiety
nUml the matter.
** but it too bad, Will, that onr new
cook, who makes Mich nice cake and pie,
is not honest, uml mamma has got to dis
charge her? ” said his sister Jennie, the
next morning.
“ Yes, it is a pity. What has she
taken?”
“ Not very much; but, ns mamma says,
it allows that her principles are not good.
She or some fairy (for there was nota per
-1 son but her in the room from the time you
went there until mnmnin went in and dis
covered it) took a quarter out of Aunt
.Mary’s room. You put the change on her
bureau ? ”
“Yes, on a little blue mat.”
“ That was where I saw it,” said Mrs.
Faruliam.
“Then it was lucky for your purse,
Aunt Mary,” said Will, with a laugh,
“ that I borrowed a quarter of JVnt, or
you would Ik? 50 cents jioorer instead of
25.”
“ Wlmt do you mean ? I lent you no
quarter! ” was the surprised reply.
“ No ; but I borrowed it.”
“Did you lay but ouo quarter on the
bureau ?” asked his mother.
“Yes, ma'am. I iKirrowed the other.”
“ Oh I” exclaimed Mrs. Famhatn, with
t. sigh of rohef. “ Then the cook is not
dishonest, nud I have unjustly suspected
Iter."
“ I am very sorry that I did not a
- sooucr,” said Will, earnestly.
“So you ought to bo! But
you explain now,” interposed his ff/her,
a little sternly.
And Will told the whole storj / add
ing, “ You see, Aunt Mary, J didn’t
know that grandma was goinj, away,
and J. thought I could get the money
at once.”
“Olil it is all right. Yot are wel
come to the money,” answered tiis aunt.
“I disagree with you, k'.nry,” ex
claimed Mr. Faruhmn, quickly. “ I
think there is a greut principle at stake,
and that Will Aid not do right. There
is but one stop, one very little, step, be
tween borrowing without itn owner’s
permission and stealing.”
“ Oil, papa !” cried Jennie, horrified
at the word, “our Will wouldn’t steal 1”
“ I sincerely hope and firmly believe
that he would not; but no one can tell
what ho limy do under strong tempta
tion, The clerk who borrows In's em
ployer’s funds fully intends to restore
them. Yet how often we read of a clork
or cashier involving himself beyond re
call, just by ‘ borrowing’ a few thou
sands to speculate with. I once know a
gentleman, highly educated and very
intelligent, whom I would have trusted
with my whole fortune, such implicit
confldeneo did I and all who knew him
have in his thorough integrity. He had
a few hundred dollars invested in real
estate, and felt himself honest (as our
Will did; when he ‘ borrowed’a less sum
from his employer’s funds to invest in
some stock that was sure to sell at a high
price. Even if lie lost all lie knew ho
cotiUl repay it in a day or two, long be
fore his employer needed it. Unluckily,
he did not lose. Soho ‘ borrowed’ again,
and won; and yet again. And bo oil,
until, one line morning, the tables
turned, awl lie lost—lost 87,000!”
4 ‘ Poor man ! What did he do?”
“ What could ho do? He confessed
his dishonesty, but he could not make
restitution. Bo ho was sent to Btate
prison, and died there, overcome with
humiliation and contrition. You see.
Will, what an honest man may he led
into by borrowing another man’s goods
without permission.”
“ Father, lam veiy sorry I did it. I
felt so sure of being able to pay ic at
onto 1 But I cau understand now wiiy
you say there is such a little step l>e
tween borrowing without leave and
stealing. O 1 mamma, did you accuse
tlio cook ? ”
“ No, I only suspected her. I waited
to be very snre.”
“Tlioro it is, Will! You came very
near being the innocent cause of great
injustice to cook, and of great trouble to
your mother. It is easy to commit an
apparently trifling fault, but difficult,
nay, impossible, to fotesee what calami
ties may result trom it. ‘Abstain from
all appearance of evil,’ is a good motto
fop boys as well as men.”— France E.
Wadteiah, in Christian Register.
a risH-rnoPAOATiNO company of Oali
toruia is experimenting withe, frog farm.
New Brunswick furnished the material
to start with, 130 frogs being sent from
'there packed in fresh moss in a box plen
tifully supplied with perforations for the
admission of uir. T 1 i moss was fre
quently moistened on the way. On the
arrival of the box at its destination only
110 frogs were found, and of these ten
were dead. It is supposed that the
eighteen that were missing had been eat
en during the journey by their compan
ions in confinement.
The total population of Austria-Hun
gary by the late census is 37,741,113, or
about 1,000,000 larger than that of
France, and 2,000,000 larger than that
ot Great Britian. The increase in Hun
gary during the decade was very small
—only one-ninth of 1 per cent.
War is a turnpike gate like a dead
dog’s tall? Because it stops a waggin’.
VOL. VI.-NO. 3‘.
riMAMA/rrmaa.
A mas is known by tbs itimp—y bs
kttjM ant at
Wan ha came horns ttfiy ba toU Ml
wife be had !•**€> oat sharfyMJia*
To miss a Bucocsafui ran for oCm a
man must imitate snow. Ha si mat ootas
down occasionally.
“I wish I was a pudding, mamma.”
“ Why ’’ “ ’Causa I would have e lot
of sugar put into me.”
“ It is only after long reflection that I
go to an entertainment with any young
matt,” said the maiden to her minor.
Whan a woman leaves a man who has
not earned bis salt for years, he immedi
ately advertises that ha will pay no debts
of her contracting.
A certain gentleman must have been
very proud of his wifo when ho des
cribed her as “ lieautiful, dutiful, youth
ful, and an armful."
Eli Perkins says Texas is the largest
•*tate in the Union. Now the State will
have to be surveyed all over again-to
ascertain if that is so. —Texas Siftings.
“This is a sad commentary on our
coasted civilization,” a tramp despond
ingly observed, when he discovered that
(lie ham he had taken from the front of
a shop was a wooden one.
A perfect jam is mails of plum, and
vet a perfect jamb ia never out of plumb.
“Think of it,” says the Emigrant Gaul,
“and yet Frenchmen are expected to
write good English just the aame.”
“ A good husband makes a good write,”
says a pnilosopber, but he stops there,
and don’t say what he makes her do.
Probably build the Are for him in the
morning and sit up late for him at night.
“ What kind of a mark is that ? ” said
Magrady to his friend Talthorpe, point
ing to a scar on his face. “ It’s a ques
tion mark,” replied tne other; “got it
for asking a man ‘if it was hot enough
for him.’”— Puck.
Soenk : bridal rception. Several of
the guests, after shaking hands writli the
bride, and oil speaking at the same time:
"Whore is the bridegroom?” Bride (
naively: “Oh, he's up stairs watching
the wedding presents.”
“I sat, when docs this train leave? ”
"Wlmt are you asking me for? Go to
the conductor ; I'm the engineer.” “ I
know you're the engineer; but you
■ might give a man a civil answer.” “ Yes,
but I'm uocivil engineer.”
Relation -hips are rather far-fetched
sometimes, both in Belaud and Scot
land. “Do you kuow Tom Duffy,
Pat?” “Know him, is it?” says Pat,
“sure lie's a near relation of mine ; he
once wnuted to marry my sister, Kate.”
The following lacouio correspond
ence is reported in a Maine pai>er:
M. Y.—“ Do me the favor to lend me a
dollar to get my cow out of the pound.”
GA. D.—“ I would, but I. paid my lost
dollar to the boys to take the cow to the
pound.”
A toono couple have just begun
housekeeping and wish to engage a
nmid-of all-work. Josephine presents
herself. After detailing the duties re
quited, the lady of the house remarks :
“Well, my good girl, I think you will
be suited; the work is light, aud we
have no children.” Josephine (with a
gracious smirk) —“Oh, madam, do not
put yourself out on my account, I beg.
I adore them.”
The locomotive commenced running in
1325, and at the beginning of 1880 tho
railways of the world had reached the
enormous aggregate of 219,804 miles,
representing a capital investment esti
mated at about $19,000,000,000 I The
estimate for each gytnd division of tho
globo at that date is as follows :
Capital
Mihn. invented.
En rope 102.59$ $12,1 iO^KK)
North America tM.GuT 5,0:13,000,000
Smith America T,900 465, 0 i,UK)
Auntra ia 4,3 J* 230,000,000
Africa 3,024 200,000,000
Afiu 8,083 G 19,0 iO,OOO
Total 210,804 $19,065,0.0,000
The estimate, if brought down to the
present time, would undoubtedly give
the full round number of 240,000 miles,
or ten times tho circumference of the
globe. _
Con. Henry T. Titus, who died at
Titusvillo, Fla., a few days ago, had a
renmrkahly-adventurous career. He was
born in New Jersey, and in his youth
went to Florida, where he joined the
Lopez expedition. In a hand-to-hand
encounter at Cardenas ho cleft the skull
of a Colonel ot lancers’ at a single blow.
He essayed another landing in Cuba,
but was unsuccessful. He was in tho
thick of the quarrel in Kansas in 1859,
and once hud a souffle with Ossawatouiio
Brown. He served in tho Confederate
army, joined the Walker expedition to
Nicaragua, led a wild life in Mexico,
Arizona and Colorado, and in his old ago
founded the flourishing Florida town
that bears his name.
Fob some unknown reason the Cld
neso Government recently issued a de
oree-eomniamling its subjects to abstain
from shaving the head for a period ■■?
100 days. Detected in the act of dis
obeying this arbitrary injunction, nearly
sixty persons in the city of Foochow
alone we*e sentenced to receive a casti
gation with bamboo rods, and to pay a
line amounting to about $6.25 apiece.
Before liberation the heads of the of
fenders were carefully painted and var
nished, as a warning to other rebellious
ly-inclined citizens.
Thebe are 111,387 illiterate persons
in Maryland. Of this numlier 90,172
are colored. The State has 2,020 ele
mentary schools, and 390 schools for
colored children; these schools are con
ducted by 2,692 white teachers and 389
colored ones. The average salary paid
ia £31.89, and the average number ot
mouths during which the teacher* on
employed is 8k 12.