Georgia Historic Newspapers

    C'ILEKAN & KIRBY, Btitirs aid Proprietor?.
ellijay wurier.
PUBLISHED FTVERY THURSDAY
' —BY—
COI EMAN & KIRBY.
” -ce in tho Court House
GENERAL DIRECTORY.
Superior Court meets 3d Monday in
Slay and 2d Monday iu November.
Hon. James TANARUS! Bioxvn, Judge.
Oevxge F. (Tol'cr, Solicitor General.
COUNTY COURT.
TTou. Thomas F. Greer. Judge.
Moultrie M. bcesions'.County Solicitor.
Meets 3d Monday iu each month
Court of Ordinary meets first Monday
iu each a'otlli,
TOWN COUNCIL.
J. P. Perry, Intended!.
M. McKinney, i. H. Tabor, Ip,
J. Huuuicuti, .1. R. Johnson, j Oom
W. H, Foster, Town Marshal.
COUNTY OFFICERS.
J. C. Alien, Ordinary,
T. W. Craigo, Clerk Superior Court,
H. M. Bramlett, Sheriff,
J. H. Sharp, Tax Receiver,
G, W. Gates, Tax Collector,
Jas. M. West, Surveyor,
G. W. Rice, Coroner,
W. F. Hill, School Commissioner.
The County Board of Education meets
at Ellijay the Ist Tuesday in January.
April, July and October.
justices’ courts.
850th Dist. G. M., Ellijay. Ist Thurs
day, A. J. Dooley, J. P., G. H. Randell,
N. P.
Saturday, J. C, Anderson, J. I*., J W.
Parker, N. P. \
907th Dist. G. M., Boardtown, 4th
Saturday, J S. Smith, J. I\, W. E
Chancev, N. P.
932d Dist. G. M , Cartecay, 4ih Sat
urday, S. D. Allen, L. M. S.mmons, N.
958th G. M., Monntaintowo, 4th Sat
urday, J, M. Painter, J. I\, J. \V. With
eroxv, N. P.
1009th Dist. G. M., Tails ' reek, 3r
Saturday, Cicero M. Tatum, J. P.,. bos.
Hatcliff, N. P.
lltHAth Dist. C*. AI., *3 eovher, Ist Sat
urday. Joseph \Vatkin, J. P„ Jos. P
Ellis, N. P.
leftist Dist. G. M., Ball Ground, 2d
Saturday. A. M. Johnson, J. P., JiJiu
P. Evans. N. P.
1135th Dist. G. M., Town Creek, 2d
Saturday, E. Bussell, ,T. P., John 1
Keeter, N. P.
1136th Dist. G. M., Cherry Tog, Ist
Saturday, John 11. Whittier, j. P.. J. M
Ward, IS. P.
1274ih Dist. G. M„ Ridgeaway. 2d
Saturday, John M. Quarle , J. P . \Y
I . 0. Moore. N. P.
1302d Dist. G. M., Coosawattee, 3->
Saturday, M. C. Blankenship, J. I\, A
J. Hensley, N. P.
13415 t Dist. G. M., Diamond 2d Sat
urday, W. D. Sparks, J. P., Jesse Hold
en, N. P.
1355th Dist,. G. M,, Alto, 2d Satur
day, Maxwell Chastain, J. P., B. H. An
derson, N. P.
RELIGIOUS SERVICES.
Methodist Ep scopai Church, South.—
Every 4th Sunday and Saturday before,
by Rev. C. M. Ledbetter.
Baptist Churcli—Every 2nd Saturday
and Sunday, by Rev. N. L Osborn.
Methodist Episcopal Church—Ever.
Ist Saturday and Sunday, by Rev. K
H. Robb.
FRATERNAL RECORD,
Oak Bowery Lodge, No 81, F. A. M.,
meets first Friday in each month.
W. A. Cox, W. M.
L. B. Greer, S. W.
W. F. Hipp, J. W. '
R. Z. Roberts, Treas.
T. W. Craigo, Sec.
W. W. Roberts, Tyler.
T. B. Kirby, S. D.
H. M. Bramlett, J. D.
J. W. HENLEY.
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
JASPER, GEORGIA
Wi 1 practice in the Superior Court of the Blue
Ridge Circuit. • l’romp*. attention to all busi
ne-B intrusted to his care.
H M. Sessions. E. W. C< liman.
SESSIONS & GOLEMAiI,
ATTORNEYS AT LAW,
ELLIJAY, GA
Will practice in Blue Ridge Circuit, Conn t
Court Justice Court of Gilmer County. Leg.
business solicited. '‘Promptness" is our motto
DR. J. S. TANKERSLEY.
Physician and Surgeon,
Tenders his professional services to tho citl
sens of Ellijay, Qilro-r and nurrouudiug conn
ties. Alt calm promptly attend-<l to. Office
upstairs over tbe Arm of Cobh A Hon.
4HFE WALDO THORNTON. D.D.B.
DENIIST,
Calhoun, Ga.
Will visit Ellijuv and Morgaoton at
both tbe Boring and Full term of the
Superior Court—end ofteuer by special
i outran, when sufficient work ia guar*
uuteed to justify ine in nuking tbe visit.
Address aa above. lauavlDl*
THE ELLIJAY COURIER
The United States government ts the
greatest printer and publisher irt the
world. Tbe number Of publications is
sued annually amounts to Abotlt 2.500,-
003, of which about 600,000 are bound
volumes.
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Mr. Osborn, the only cocoanut planter
in the United States, has recently re
ceived by ship from Africa 150,000 co
coanuts. These are to be planted this
, year along a strip of sea coast many miles
in length, toward the southernmost point
of Florida.
lij Jium
So well is tbe law enforced, says the
Mobile Register, that, “while there arc
some Southern communities where the
practice of carrying concealed weapons
still obtains, the majority, including our
I own city, are troubled with only a few
; offenders of this kind.”
Queen Victoria has received a present,
from the United States of a quarto
volume, bound in Sealskin, with linings
| of damask satin and a hand-painted in
| scription. The work is regarded as a
triumph of American book-binding, and
copies have been presented to the German
emperor and the emperor of Russia.
The queen’s copy has been placed in the
j library at Windsor Castle.
ALrtJS... - ! I ... ' ■
There is a marked contrast between the
temperature at the surface and in the
depths of the mines on the famous Com
j stock lode, Virginia City, New While
; severe winter weather is prevailing out
side the heat' is sp intense in the lower
levels of the mines that the workmen,
who have no clothing on but overalls and
heavy brogans to protect the feet, can
work only for short intervals.
The introduction of large quantities of
bogus butter and “oleo oil” in England
has roused the dairymen of Gretit Britain
to ask for legislation that shall insure the
sale of the stuff upon its merits and for
just what it is. Last year there were ex
ported from this country nearly 40,000,-
000 pounds of bogus butter and oleo
and England received ” a share of it.
There has been laid before the council of
the British Dairy Farmers’ association
: and referred to a special committee a bill
! providing that all imitations of butter
“shall be called by names clearly and
■ entirely distinguishable from the word
‘butter,’ and from any compound modi
fication or derivation of the wordthat
all manufactories of bogus butter in
Great Britain shall be registered; that
bogus butter shall not be colored in imi
tation of real butter, and that the bogus
products shall be sold under their right,
names. ,
The possibilities in the way of the
utilization of steam, it may be assumed, :
are pretty well ascertained. It has been
of incalcuable value in bringing civiliza
tion to its present point; but we do not. ]
expect any new developments from it. j
But the possibilities of electricity no one j
can gauge. New phases of its usefulness
are being demonstrated with great rapidi
ty. The power to send messages by in- i
duction from fast moving railroad trains [
is the latest valuable discovery that is
entering upon common use. This is done |
by throwing the words through the air, •
as it were, to the wires which take them !
to their destination, and the process is
reversible. Mr. Edison says that they
can be thrown thus nearly six hundred ,
feet, and through balloons, at an eleva- I
tion of a little over three thousand
feet, twenty-five miles. There is sd
much of the unknown quantity still
about electricity that it would be a rash i
undertaking to define its limits as a ser
vant to man.
In a recent lecture Professor Sumner y
expounded his views on the subject of
- which he regards as one of the jj
most important questions of the present ;
day. He is opposed on economic I
grounds to every form of socialism except i
that where co-operation is voluntary, j
The co-operative commonwealth, which
>s the. system that modern socialistic re- j
formers are advocating, where every one j
would be compelled to co-operate, he re
gards as a tyranny and a system that
could never under any circumstances be
established so long as human nature re
mains what it has been in the past his
tory of the world and is to-day. The
progress of the race within the last cen
tury has been greater than in any 1,000
years (reviously, owing to the invention
of labor- aving machinery and the dis
coveries it modern science. lie says
that moder civilization has make proba
bly 50.000,0*0 of the 1,500,000,000 peo
ple on the t'obe to-day comparatively
well off, an u adds that the socialists
want to wipe o: what little progress lias
been made hcca-se the whole work of
civilization lias 1114 been accomplished
and mode them a* well off. Tilings
must lie left to ad jus themselves natur* '
, ally, he thinks.
*’-A. Map of Busy Life—lts Fluctuations and its Vast Concerns."
ELLIJAY, GA., THURSDAY, APRIL 8 1886.
LiFfe IS LoO'bßlfeP'.
Is too brief—it seems to me—
Vo fight, fall out or disagree;
To fret the heart and waste one’s time
In warring words or angry rhyme;
To mourn fond hope.} before they flee.
To sit with folded hands—to see
The nether side continually:
Reproach a smile—ls mirth a crime!
Life is too brief.
Calm, kind, serene and peaceful bo,
And, growiug passe gracefully,
Accept time's kindly frost and rime,
The heart be merry as a chime;
Nor banish Joy and jolit.y—
Life is too brief.
j —Robert O. Fowler, in Detroit Free Press.
MY FRIEND MEURTRIER.
t.
I was at one time employed in a gov
ernment office. Every day from 10 until
4 o’clock I became a voluntary prisoner
in a depressing office, adorned with
yellow pasteboard boxes and tilled with
! the musty odor of old papers. There I
j breakfasted on Italian cheese and apples
i which I roasted at the grate ; I read the
j morning papers, even to the ttdvci'tise
[ ments; I rhymed verses, and I attended
to the affairs of state to the extent of
drawing, at the end of each month, a
I salary which barely kept me from starv
ing.
I recall to-day one of my companions
in captivity at that epoch. He was
called Achille Meurtrier. and certainly
his fierce look and his tall form seemed
to warrant that name. He was a great,
big fellow, about forty years old, with
out too much chest or shoulders, but who
wore felt hats with wide brims, short,
but ample coats, large plaid trousers, and
red neckties under rolling collats. He
wore a full beard, long hair, and was
very proud of his hairy hands. The
chief boast of Meurtrier, otherwise the best
and most amiable of companions, was to
trifle with an athletic constitution, to
possess the biceps of a prize-fighter, and,
as he said him,Self, not to know his own
strength. He never made a ges
ture even in the exercise of his peaceable
profession that did not have for its object
to convince the spectators of his pro
digious vigor. Did he have to take from
its case an empty pasteboard box, he ad
vanced toward the shelf with the heavy
step of a street porter, grasped tho box
Ycwdfy -wrrtnrttghi •tmfWi, j Tcnd
with a stiff arm as far as the next table
with a shrugging of shoulders and frown
ing of brow worthy of Milo of Crotona.
He carried this manner so far that he
never used less apparent effort even to
lift the lightest objects, and one day
when he held in his right hand a basket
of old papers I saw him extend his left
j arm horizontally as if to make a counter-
I poise to the tremendous weight.
I ought to say that this robust creature
[ inspired me with a profonnd respect, for
; I was then, even more than to-day, phys
i ically weak and delicate, and in conse
' quence tilled with admiration for that
[ energetic physique which I lacked.
The conversations of Meurtrier were
not of a nature to diminish the admiration
with which he inspired me. Above all,
in the summer, on Monday mornings,
when he had returned to the office after
our holiday, he had an inexhaustible fund
of stories concerning his adventures and
feats of strength. After having taken
! off his felt hat, his coat, and his vest,and
having wiped the perspiration from his
; forehead with the sleeve of the shirt to
indicate his sanguine and ardent temper
ament, he would thrust his hands deep in
the pockets of his trousers, and, stand
■ ing near me in an attitude of perpendicu
lar solidity, begin a monologue some
thing follows:
“What a day, my boy! Positively no
fatigue can lay me up. Think of it.
I Yesterday was the regatta at Joinville-le
! Pont, At 6 o’clock in the morning the
rendezvous at Bercy for the crew of the
Marsouin; the suu is up; we jump into
our rowing-suits, and seize the oir and
give way—one-two, one-two—as far as
•Joinville; then overboard for a swim be
fore breakfast; strip to swimming draw
ers, a jump overboard, and lookout for
squalls. After my bath I have the appe
tite of a tiger. Good. I seize the boat
by one hand, and call out, ‘Charpentier,
pass me a small ham.’ Three motions in
•one time, and I have finished it to the
bone. ‘Charpentier, pass me the flask.’
‘Three swallows, and it is empty. ”
So the description would continue—
•dazzling, Homeric.
“The hour for the regatta—noon, the
sun just overhead. The boats draw up in
line on the river before a tent gaudy with
streamers. On the bank of the mayor,
with his scarf of office, gendarmes in yel
low shoulder-belts, and a swarm of sum
mer dresses, open parasols,and straw hats.
Bang! The signal gun is fired, the Mar
souin shoots forward of her competitors
and gains the first prize, and no fatigue.
We dine at Creteil. How cool the even
ing in the dusky arbor; pipes glow in the
•darkness, and moths singe their wings in
the flame of the omelette au kirsch.° At
the end of a dessert served on decorated
plates we hear from the ball-room thecall
of the cornet. Take places for the quad
rille! But already a rival crew, beaten
that same morning, has monopolized the
prettiest girls. A fight! teeth broken,
eyes blackened, ugly falls and whacks
below the belt; in a word.apoem of phys
ical enthusiasm, of noisy hilarity, of ani
mal spirits; without speaking of the re
turn at midnight on crowded platforms,
with girls whom we lift into the cars,
friends separated, calling from one end of
truin to the other, and fellows playing a
horn u|Kin the roof."
And the evenings of my astonishing
companion were not less full of adventure
than his holidays. Collar-anti elbow
wrestling in a lent under the ml ■
light of torches, between him, simple
amateur, and Dubois, the iron man in
porson -rat cliasbs neki the mouth of |
sewert with dogs as fierce as tigers—sim |
guintiry encounters at night in the most I
dangerous quarters with ruffians and |
nose-'‘afore—were the most insignificant
episodes of his nightly career. Nor do I
dnre relate other adventures of a more
intimate character, from which, as the
writers of au earlier day would say in
nobfc style, a pen the least timorous
would recoil with horror.
Hfwever painful it may be to confess
an unworthy sentiment, l am obliged to
say that my admiration fot 1 Meurtrier was
not unmixed with regret atld bitterness, I
port A; ■ with envy. But the recitation
Of ltffi t marvcloug exploits nad never
aw:#'uv'd in me the least- feeling of in
cri'flfiility, and Arehille Meutrier easily
toolahis place in my mind among herbes
andjrdcmigodfl, between Roland ftitd
PirtEroUs.
*
At this time I was a great wanderer in
the suburbs, and I occupied the leisure of
my sfemmer evenings by solitary walks in
those distant regions, as unknown to the j
PariKinns of the boulevards As the cmin- :
try fig tho Catibboes, and of whose som
ber (Charm 1 endeavored later to tell in \
verse.
A* evening in July, hot and dusty, at
the hvur when the first gas-lights were
beginning to twinkle in the misty twi
light, I was walking slowly from Vaugi
rarcl, through one of those long and de
pressing suburban streets lined on each
side-by houses of unequal height, whose
porters and portresses in shirt sleeves
and calico sat on the steps and imagined
that, they were taking the fresh air.
Harjly anyone passing in the whole
street; perhaps a mason, white With
plasler, a sergeant do vflte, a child carry
ing some a four-pound loaf larger than
himself, or a young girl hurrying on in
hat and cloak with a leather bag on her
arm,-, and every quarter hour tho half
empty omnibus Coming back to its place
of departure with the heavy trot of its
tired horses.
Stumbling now and then on the pave
ment, for psphalt is an unknown luxury
in these places, I went down the street,
tasting all the charms of a stroller. Some
times I stopped before an enclosure to
watfjh through the broken btards the
fadifig glories of the setting sun, and the
black silhouettes of the chimneys thrown
against a greenish sky. Sometimes
through an open window on the ground
floor! caught sight of an interior, pictur
esqtjt and familiar; here a jolly-looking
IfiitfL'js hoidiae tint-iron to bed
cheek; there workmen sitting at tables
and smoking in the ground floor of a
cabaret, while an old Bohemian, standing
before them, sang something about
liberty, accompanying himself on an old
guitar.
Suddenly I stopped.
One of these personal pictures had
caught my eye by its domestic and charm
ing simplicity. She looked so happy and
peaceful in her simple little room, the
dear old lady in her black dress and
widow’s cap, leaning back in an easy
chair covered with green Utrecht velvet,
and sitting quietly with her hands
folded on her lap. Everything around
her was so old, and seemed to have been
preserved, less through a wise econ-miy
than on account of hallowed memories,
since the honeymoon with monsicr of the
high complexion, in a frock coat and
flowered waistcoat, wliostf oval crayon
ornamented the wall. By two lamps on
the mantel shelf every detail of the old
fashioned furniture could be distin
guished, from a clock on a fish of artifi
cial and painted marble to the old and
antiquated piano, on which, without
doubt, as a young girl, with leg of mutton
sleeves and with her hair dressed ala
Grecque she played the airs of Romag
nesi.
Certainly a loved and only daughter,
remained unmarried through her affec
tion for her mother, piously watched
over the last years of the widow. It was
she, I was sure, who had so tenderly
placed her dear mother, she who had put
the ottoman under her feet, she who had
placed her near the inlaid table and ar
ranged on it the water and two cups. I
expected already to see her coming in,
carrying the evening coffee, the sweet,
calm girl, who should be dressed in
mourning like the widow and resemble
her very much.
Absorbed by the contemplation of a
scene so sympathetic, and by the pleasure
of Imagining that humble poem, re
mained standing some steps from the
open window, sure of not being noticed
in the dusky street, when I saw a door
open and there appeared—oh! how far he
was from my thoughts at that moment—
my friend Meurtrier himself, the formid
able hero of tilts on the river and frays in
unknown places.
A sudden doubt crossed me. I felt that
I was on a point of discovering a mys
tery.
It was he indeed. His terrible hairy
hand held a tiny silver coffee-pot, and
he was followed by a poodle which
greatly embarrassed his steps—a valiant
and classic poodle, the poodle of blind
clarionet-players, a poor beggar’s poodle,
a poodle clipped like a lion, with hairy
ruffles on his four paws, and a white
mustache like a general of the gymnase.
“Mamma,” said the giant in a tone of
ineffable tenderness, “here’s your coffee,
I am sure that you will find it nice to
night. The xv a ter was boiling well, and
I poured it on drop by drop.”
“Thank von," said the old ladv, roll
ing her easy chair to the table with an
air; “thank you, my little Achille. Your
dear father said many a time that there
was not my equal at making coffee—he
waaso kind and indulgent, the dear
good man—but I begin to believe that
you are even batter than me.”
At that moment, and while Meurtrier
was pouring out the coffee with all the
delicacy of a young girl, the poodle, ex
cited no doubt by the uncovered sugar,
placed his forepaws on tbe Up of his
mhrtMis. „
“Down, Medof!” she cried, with e
benevolent indignation. “Did anyone
ever see such a trouWenoirte animal ?
Look here; sir! you know vAry xCrll that
your master never fails to' give you the
last of his cup. Bv fbe way,” said the
widow, addressing her son. “you have
taken the poor fellow out, have you not?”
“Certainly, mamma," he replied, in a
tone that was almost infantile. “I have
just been to the creamery for your morn
ing milk, and I put the leash and collar
on Medor and took him with me.”
Reassured on this {mint, important to
Canine hygiene, the good dame drank
i lidr coffe*, between her son and her dog,
I who each regarded Jlßr with an inexpres
! sible tenderness.
It was assuredly unnecessary to see or
hear more. I had already divined what
a peaceful family life, upright, pure end
i devoted, nty friend Meurtrier had under
his chimerical gasconades. But the
! sjH'ctacle With which chance had favored
; me was at once so droll and so touching
1 that I could not resist the temptation to
xvntch for some moments longer; that in
discretion sufficed to show me the whole
i truth.
“Yes, this type of roisterers, this
athlete, this despot of bar-rooms and
public houses, performed, sittiply and
courageously, in these lowly rooms in the
suburbs, the sublime duties of a sister of
charity. This intrepid oarsman had
never made a longer voyage than to con
duct his mother to church every Sunday.
This trainer of bull-dogs was the submis
sive slave of a poodle.
ni.
Next morning on arriving at the office
I asked Meurtrier how he had employed
the previous evening, and he instantly
improvised, without the least hesitation,
an account of a sharp encounter on the
boulevard, where he had knocked down
with a single blow of his fist, having
passed his thumb through the ring of his
keys, a terrible street rough.
I listened, smiling ironically, and
thinking to confound him; but, remem
bering how respectable a virtue is which
is hidden even under an absurdity, I
struck him on the shoulder, and said with
conxriction: “Meurtrier, you are a hero.”
—From the French.
Poppy Culture.
It is probable that very few owners of
flower gardens are aware that the pop
pies cultivated merely for ornament will
produce opium- When the flower petals
have fallen, leaving the seed capsule
barest im InjdffonbevnadfliSh'tte!)* bady f
a sticky juice will exude. This juice is
opium. It varies in certain chemical
qualities, according to the country in
which it is cultivated, and the variety of
plant from which it is produced.
Although the plant will grow in al
most any climate, it is in India that it is
most satisfactorily cultivated, the opium
revenue of that country being derived
from two sources, those of Malwa and
those of Bengal.
When the land has been plowed and
harrowed, the poppy seed is sown at the
end of October, or the beginning of No
vember. Six pounds of seed are suffi
cient for the third of an acre. As soon
as it begins to germinate, as it docs in a
week after sowing, the land is divided by
furrows into rectangular beds, about
eight feet in length by four in breadth.
These channels are used for irrigation, as
the plants need frequent Watering, some
times requiring it until the crop is ma
tured. About seventy-five days after
germination, the flower appears, and its
four petals are gently removed, on the
third day after their expansion, to be
pasted together with the leaves destined
to form the outer shell of the
opium cake. In course of eight or ten
days, the capsules are lanced at night,
and the juice which has exuded from the
incisions is scraped off in the morning,
with a small scoop, and transferred to a
metal or earthen vessel. This process is
three or four times repeated, at intervals
of two or three days, and the result is
crude opium. The bower petals and the
plant leaves and stalks have also a con
siderable value for packing purposes; the
thicker portion of the stalks are used by
the peasants for tire-wood. The crude
opium, having been gathered, is stored
by the cultivator, and watched, that it
may remain free from mold or taint.
At the end of March, or the beginning
of April, when the weather is furiously
hot in Bengal, the cultivators, carrying
their opium, obey a summons calling
them to meet the deputy agent of their
village. There the opium is tested, paid
for, and taken into the possession of the
government. Finally the opium paste is
made into cakes, dried, packed in boxes,
and removed to Calcutta, for sale by auc
tion.—Youth's Companion.
Sky-Higli Millionaires.
The young Vanderbilts —I mean Cor
nelius and William K., the present heads
of the family—have “gone at it” as if
they meant to double the fortunes their
father left them right speedily, writes a
New York correspondent of tne Cincin
natti Commercial Gazette. Indeed, I
don’t see how they can help it. Cor
nelius Vanderbilt is forty now, and he is
worth, I suppose, at least, $80,000,000,
perhaps more. This, at compound in
terest, should double every twelve years,
which would make it no less than $640,-
000,000 when Cornelius is seventy-six. It
would increase a good deal faster than
that at the interest which he is to-day
receiving on his stock and bonds, but
there will come panics, reverses, per
haps, and he cannot safely count on
making more than $460,000,000 in
thirty-six years. Cornelius is first vice
president of the New York Central rail
road and head of finance; William K.,
is second vice-president snd master of
tanrsportation.
There are 531 of the I’assamaquoddj
Indians now in Maine, all of whom an
farmers.
vor, xr. no. 4.
AN EASTItfWN APOLOGUE.
Melik, tbe Sultan, tired and wan,
Verirfori at noon on his divan.
fcekfethe fountain lingered near
Jamil, the hard, and tbe vizier—
Old Yusuf, soar and hard to please.
Then Jamil sang In words like these:
Slim is Eftftbsina —slim is she
As tbe bough* of the Araks tree!
“Nay," quoth the other, teeth bstwwo
“Lean, if you will—l call her leer
Sweet is Butheina —sweet as wkw,
With smiles that like red bubbles Shino’
“True—by the Prophet!" Yusuf said;
“She make* men wander in the head!"
Dear is Butheina—oh! more deer
Than all the maidens of Kashmaerl
“Dear," came the answer, quick as thought—
“ Dear—and yet always to be bought,"
So Jamil ceased. But still life’s page
Shows diverse unto Youth and Age:
And—be the song of ghouls or gods—
Time—like the Sultan, sits, and nods.
—Austin Dobson.
HUMOR OF THE BAY.
Business in astronomical circles is look
ing up.
The latest instance of absence of mind
—The dude.
The heaviest mash on record was when
truth was crushed to earth.— New York
Journal.
It seems a little strange that when we
are tired we can best rest easy by retiring.
—Merchant- Traveler.
In Missouri they call a brass-band con
cert a success when the leader escapes
with his life.— Puck.
Lemonade may help a man along fairiy
well, but it is the “stick” in it that causes
him to stumble,— Life.
“All men are bom free and equal,” but
the difficulty is that some are born equal
to half a dozen others. — Life.
The “fresh" young man finds consider
able difficulty in earning his salt because
he needs so moch of it.—New York Jour
nal.
A student of human, nature says any
thing can be sharpened. Put a lead
pencil in a woman’s hands and see.—Bing
hamton Republican. 1.
The end of the week comes Tolling^ound
To mend her hubby V^nts.
, —Kaleidoscope.
Architecture is called “frozen music,"
but some buildings look as if the orchestra
had been struck with a heavy frost when
they were tuning their instruments. — 800
ton Bulletin.
PATIENCE PERSONIFIED.
He never spoke a word;
Bnt with a look of deepest melancholy
He sat, like Patience, on an ottoman,
Watching for his wife to put her bonnet on.
—Lynn Item.
“Mr. Smith,” asked the professor of
natural history, “which animal exhibits
the greatest susceptibility for attaching
Itself to the human race?” Smith re
flects: “Ah-er-r-rcr-I think the leech,
professor. "—New York Mail.
“Does your wife talk in her sleep!"
asked one married man of another one
day when they they were comparing
notes. “I don’t lie awake to see,” re
plied the heartless husband; “but she
talks all the rest of the time, so I rather
guess she does. —Somerville Journal.
“Ahl” remarked a young rat, as the
steel trap closed on his leg, “I was afraid
we would have a cold snap before morn
ing.” “True,” said a wise cat, who hap
pened along, “and we may now look for
considerable activity in the for market.”
And, sure enough, the fur began to fly
at once.— Brooklyn Eagle.
SHE WOULD.
Deep in her eyes of bonnie blue
I saw the love light shine;
“Sweet love,” I softly asked, “will you
Be miner
She raised her head and breathed a
Her eyes with tears are wet,
And biushingly she made reply,
“You bet.”
Money’s Worth.
, “Does it ever occur to you,” said a
cash bookkeeping man to his friend,
“how much more you are getting for your
money now than when xve began on sls
a week, twelve or thirteen years ago?
Look at it. You had to dress then pretty
nearly as well as you do now. I will
venture to say you couldn’t get a pair of
trousers then that suited you for less than
$lO or sls; you get the same thing now
for $8 to $lO, and you can get for $5
trousers that would have cost at least $lO
then. The suit you had to pay S4O to
SSO for then costs you S3O to-day. You
can buy all the New York papers—if you
are a newspaper man and read news
wholesale—for twelve or fourteen cents,
and the bundle left nothing of a quarter
then. As for books—well, there weren’t
any books that cost less than $1 in 1872,
• and now a dollar bill covers a fairish
library. Just look at the way good
ready-made shoes have come down in
price, and as for shirts and good under
clothing, you ought to find out what
they cost ‘before the panic.’” “Well,”
rejoined the non-cash bookkeeping man,
who promptly gave up these conundrums
in price, “what I want to know is what be
comes of the money I am unconsciously
saving?" “You had better go home ana
look around and try and remember how
bare houses were before 1876 brought in
art decoratiou, for one thing; and for
another, notice that you see ten drew
coats where thero was one a dozen years
sgo. You are living better for the
same money, my boy. That ia all."—
Philadelphia Press,
Queen Msrgueriu, of Italy, makes reg
ular vialu to the charitable asylums named
iu her honor.