The Ellijay courier. (Ellijay, Ga.) 1875-189?, December 16, 1886, Image 1

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OOUUI * HUT, Miter* ud Proprietor*. VOL. XI. ellijay codrier. PUBLISHED EVERY THURSDAY —BY— COLEMAN & KIRBY. IB* Office in the Court House Jtui GENERALDiRECTORY. Superior Court meets 3d Monday in May and 2d Monday in October. COUNTY OFFICER*. J. C. Allen, Ordinary, T. W. Craigo, Clerk Superior Court, H. M. Bramiett, Sheriff, J. H. Sharp, Tax Receiver, G. W. Gates, Tax Collector, Jaa 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. Hon. James B. Brown, Judge. George F. Gober, Solicitor General. COUNTY COURT. Hon. Thomas F. Gre6r, Judge. Meets 3d Monday in each mcnth. Court of Ordinary meets first Monday in each month. TOWN COUNCIL. E. W, Coleman, Intendant. L. B. Greer, 1 L. IL Cobb*,’ Jr. [Commissioners. T. J. Long, j M. T. Dooly, Marshall. RELIGIOUS SSBYICBB. Methodist Episcopal Church, South— every 4th Sunday, and Saturday before, Rev. C. M. Ledbetter. Baptist Church—Every 2nd Saturday and Sunday, by Rev. E. *. Shope. Methodist Episcopal Uhurcb—Ever. Ist Saturday and Sunday, by Rev, R 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, Tress. T. W. Craigo, Sec. W. W. Roberts, Tyler, T. B. Kirby, S. D. H. M. Bramiett, J. D. DR. J. R. JOHNSON, Physician and Surgeon ELLfJAY, GEORGIA- . Tenders his professional services to the people of Gilmer and surrounding coun ties and asks the support of his friends as heretofore. All calls promptly filled. E. W. COLEMAN, ATTORNEY AT LAW, ELLIJAY, GA. Will practice in B.u : Kiilge Circuit, Count, Court Justice Court of tiilmer County. Legal business solicited '‘Promptness’' is our motto. DR. J. S. TANKERSIEY. Physician and Surgeon, Tend-rs liis professional services to the citi sens of Ellijay, Gilmer and surrounding conn ties. Al> calls promptly attend 'd to. Office upstairs over the firm of Cobb A Son. KITE WALDO THORNTON, D.D.B. DENTIST, Cai.hodn, Ga. Will visit Ellijay and Uorganton at both the Spriug and Fall term of th Superior Court—and oftener by special contract, when sufficient work ia guar anteed to justify me in making the visit. Address as above. Tmay2l-li Young men Wuo wish a Thorough preparation fot Bnsinee*, will find superior advantages al MOORE’S BUSINESS UNIVERSITY, ATLANTA, GA. The largest and best Practical Business Schoo in the South. OWSludents can enter at an, time. for circnlsrs. WHITE PATH SPRINGS! —THE— 'Favorite and Popular Resort of NORTH GEORGIA! Is situated 6 miles north of Ellijay on the Marietta & North Georgia Railroad. Accommodations complete, facilities for ease and comfort unexcelled, and the magnificent Minetal Springs is its chief attraction. For other particulars on board, etc., address, Mbs. W. F. Robertson, Ellijay, Ga. CENTRAL HOTEL! Ellijay, Georgia. In the special popular resort for commercial men and tourists of all kind, and is the general home for prompt attention, elegant rooms and are second to none, in this place. Seasonable rates. Mr*. K. V. Teem will (five her personal at tention to gnesta in tbs dining hall. 1-14 Homtain View Hotel! ELLIJAY, OA. This Hotel ia now fitted up in excel last order, and ia open for the receptioa of guests, under competent management Every poaaiblo effort will bo made U make the Mountain View the moat popu. lar Hotel in Ulljoy. Aonomandattonaie •very department fleet aim limp, eels aid lead stabtmiaeoanectioa with hotel Ouaele lieiwlmil to eed from all trates ft* efthoafe. *4 ly THE ELLIJAY COURIER FOB GOOD JOB PRINTING —GO TO THS— COURIER OFFICE. Mopes, Business Cards, Statements, Posters, Pamphlets, Circulars, Bill Heads, Letter Heads, SATISFACTION GUARANTEED. Give us a call. Organ. Made. Unrivaled. Finish. of Popularity. ILLUSTRATED catalogues sent tree. Estey iDrgan i£o.„ urattieboro,vt. Automatic Sewing Machine Cos. 72 West 23d St., New York, N.Y. *f - We inviU special at tratlon to our Nzw wg Patest Automatic Ttr /vir non Machine, making 7 Attl precisely the a&xne stitch TV 4LW. m the Wilcox Ac Gibbs. it- XlHluii yet, if not preferred K the Wilcox & Olbbn Tendon Ma chine, ean be returned A an; tine within 30 dsjs and none; refunded. Bat what Is man remarkable 11111, we never knew a woman willing to do har own 4mnil; sewing on a shuttle machine after having tried oar Hew Patent AUTOMATIC. Even Shoe Manufacturers And It beet railed tt their work—lU elastic seems are mom darable. Truly Automatic Sawing Machines am tail enpemeding shuttls machines, and it la no naa to deny it. Truth is mighty and dost prevail. Shuttle Machines hare aeeu tbsir best days. INVALID ROLLING CHAIR^ (RECLINING) HraßunFS&XsnK Ban BMr Of,, N*w Haw* Ota*. "A MAP OF BUST LIFE—ITS TLVOTUATIOSS AND ITS VAST COSCEItXS.” ELLIJAY. GA.. THURSDAY, DECEMBER 16, 188 G. CHRISTMASTIDR Judea's hills are bleak and bar* And Jordan's stream runs low, Their richer, all mankind may ehare, Still have tneir endless flow. The star that shone in lonely ray Giowed for remotest ages, when It told the lesson all may say. Of “peace on earth, good will to men." Its golden glories still abide In love to all each Christmastide. Judea’s hills are bleak and bare And Jordan’s stream runs low, But east and west in every air Their incens: breezes blow, Outpoured for all with bounteous band From heaven’s fnll storehouse then, A golden text for every land Of “peace on earth, good will to men,* At once their hope, their joy, their pride, This blessing of each Christmastide. Judea’s hiils are bleak and bare And Jordan’s stream runs low, But lands more blest and skies more fair, Waves that as sweetly flow, Are not, and have not e’er been known, To History’s faithful pen Since that glad light upon them shone Of “peace on earth, good will to men!” Life's sin an i hate to override In love and peace each Christmastide. —Henry Armstrong. JIM’S CHRISTMAS. A HOLIDAY STORY. It was Christmas Eve, and despite a bitter, piercing wind, the Bowery was one moving mass of humanity, laden with baskets and packages containing ail sorts of good tilings, or bent upon pur chasing, or seekiDg one of the many en tertainments offered on this thoroughfare of all uationalitics, which has no coun terpart unless it may be found in the Whitechapel Hoad of London, England. Mingling among this crowd of buyers and pleasure-seekers, were many who could but look and long. Children whose only glimpse of Christmas was the gayly decked stores, or a whiff of the goodies permeating the frosty night air from some cookshop. Many a dirty, lit tle, eager face, was pressed tight against a window pane, taking in with evident satisfaction these meagre scrapings of Christmas vouchsafed them. Outside of one of these Lowery cook shops, where cakes, pics, etc., were being rapidly passed over the counter to their respect ive purchasers, st< od a boy of probably twelve or thirteen years, whose dark eyes appeared unusually large by i cason of his thin, white cheeks, and unkempt locks. How the few rags he wore held to gether was known only to themselves, lor the wind >ee ned as if determined to rend them t me it.took it' finto its bead tc blow in their direction. Hungrily the boy watched the t oothsome dainties, as he sniffed eagerly of the kitchen's odors that aro c from below, starving amid plenty. The throngs jostled each other as they passed to and fro, but the boy still kept his stand, as if fascinated by the sight of so much brightness and good . heer. Close beside him shivered the skin and bones of a cur, who was the owner of the scraggiest of coats, while one of his ears was en tirely gone, and if he had ever possessed a waggable appendage, the smallest apol ogy of a stub was all that remained to tell the tale. Yet no human eyes could have expressed more affection than those of this dumb brute, as he gazed wistfully at his young master, and strov e to heat with his warm tongue the bays’ chilled hands. And his love was not misplaced, for with a caress of the dog’s homely coat, the boy said : “It’s Christmas, to-morrow, Sandy, and there'll perhaps be no end of bones fur ye in the ash barrels. Do you re member the nice dinner we had last week?” The stub wagged a responsive yes and the boy continued, half to him self and half to his four footed friend. “I’ve often been thinking why there's so many folks that has such a heap of things, and others like me and you, Sandy, as has nothiug; but I carn’t coino at the bottom oft. Now there's Nat, he’s a prig and a liar, and he's to haye a regular blow out to-morrow, down at old Mother Mowleys. Now if I was a prig, but ye see, Kandy, I don't know how it is, but I was never no good at stealing. They say I’m too afeered of the cops. It ain’t that, and I don’t know as I know what it is, but I carn’t do’t ’’ “Here, sonny, do you want to earn ten cents.” The boy's burst of confidence was cut short by the above question. As he turned, a comely, motherly looking woman confronted him. On her arm was a big basket bursting out all over with good things, while a tat turkey pro truded its long legs with a defiant air, and refused to allow the lid to be closed. A little boy and girl, aged respectively seven and live, cl ng to either side of the thick, warm shawl worn by this pleasant voiced woman, both hugging parcels with their disengaged hand. “If you'd like to cam ten cents, sonny, by helping me carry this basket to Sev enteenth street and Avenue B, why I’ll be right glad to have you. It’s a little more than I can manage alone, J. find, since I had the rheumatics in my arm. ” A look of genuine pity shone in the woman’s eyes as she notel the boy’s pinched cheeks and ragged apparel. Then as she glanced from him to her own warmly clad little ones, her compas sion grew apn< e, and she stopped him as he eagerly held out his hands for the basket, saying: "I'd be glad of the ob, ma’am.” A look c f intense disappoint ment eroded the boy’s face, ten cents meant so much to hi n. but in a moment it changed to oic of surprise, as the woman,turning into the cook shop, said: “I guess we ll all he the better for a bite, and sup of tom .thing this cold night. Come, sonnv, and tuck in a bit of strength so you'll be bitter able to bear a baud with the basker.” “Me, ma’am !” ejaculat'd tho boy, at this unexpected kindness. “Why, of course; come right along. Lor’, child, it's Christmas Eve, audit comes but once u ji ar.” Into the warmth and brightness and good cheer the lad stepped, closely fol lowed by bandy, whose bl ight eyes and •tubby nose wore an sir of puzzled in quiry. Keeling us if it were all a dream, and that he would nwnke in a moment to find himself ou side in the cold again, this poor wa>f siji e I his hot toffee and ate of the b cad and butter and meet that *m plentiful 1/ (applied bin, slyly now and again chucking bits to his dumb friend, who kept close beneath his mas ter's chair, until his kind benefactress, catcbi.ighim in the act, e aculated: “For mercy sake, child! what are you doing!”' It flashed across her that perhaps the boy was an imposter, and not being hun gry, was and sposing of the meat in that way in order to deceive her. But in his pale cheeks there crept tlf* quick color a?he answered: “If you please, ma’am, it’s Sandy. I couldn't eat and he go without.” At tho mention of his name Sandy crawled with a half apologetic air from beneath the chair. “Is that how it is? Here, waiter, bring a plate full of meet .and hones for this dog, ’’ and this whole-souled woman gazed compassionately upon the half" starved beast. „ a Such a thumping aa%aud/ thereupon set up with his stub of • tail, anv one to have seen it would h%ve doubted its ability to create such a gomnto iou. “Lor’bless me! the CriKir acts as if he understood,” and kidl V -Mrs. Chris tian patted Kandy’s rough coat, where upon he, being a very "intelligent dog who knew as well us lift betters how io appreciate a kindness, immediately of fered his paw, causing the two children . —Eddie and Kosie —to laugh merrily, in which their mother good-naturedly joined, and even Jim—that was the poor boy’s name—wnrrned by the good fare, found himself actually laughing heartily too. Before Avenue B was reached that night kind Mrs. Christian had learned the little there was to tell of Jim’s his tory. A New York waif, homeless and friendless, living as he best could. As far a< he remembered, no ono had ever given him a kind word until this night, and a feeiing of wondering admiration grew in his heart for this motherly woman who had so kindly befriended him. Up two flights of one -of the better class of tenement-house*Jim helped with the basket, and was rewarded with the nicest smile he thought he had ever seen, followed by the words: “There, sonny, there’s your ten eents and a bit over, seeing it*Christmas eve;” and while Jim stood gazjng at the silver quarter placed in his hand, too much surprised to speak his thanks, shendded; “Come round to-morrow about one o’clock, and I guess there’ll be a bit of the turkey left, and Sandy, poor doggie, he shall have his Christmas, too." ‘Tlease, ma’am,” Jim managed at last to blurt out, “perhaps if I come round a bit early I might be able to give you a hand at sumat. I can do lots of things, and—and Id like to fur yo.” Something in the boy's wistful face went straight to Mrs. (Jar'stian's warm heart, and smiling through the tours that clouded her eyes, she answered: • ‘That's, righiuvsluaynJKry to. work your way and be indepentwnt. So come early, and I’ll warrant you’ll earn your dinner.” Then with a nod and a smile she bade him good-night. It was late that ( hristmas eve before Mrs. Christian’s numerous duties were accomplished. So many little things there were to do that only a mother’s loving hands could rightly fashion. Then there was Tom, her husband, who had been woiking late at an extra job, he had to have his bit of supper and smoke, and of course hear ail his wife had to tell of poor Jiin and how her heart had gone out to him in his poverty and lonel ness. Mary,” said her “gudemaii,” Mth geuial face expanding in a smile, “you’re always right, and I guess you’re so* now. Howsomever, we’ll give him one good feed, and as ye say, it looks iveel for the lad a offering to eatn his dinner.” Only to God alone was ever-known oi how that Christmas eve a sorrowing mother lovingly pressed a little worn frock to her quivering lips ns she mur mured : * “.My baby Jim! and he would have been just abo.it his age, if he had’ve lived.” Then, as she tenderly ret imed her treasure to its hiding place, she con tinued: ‘Til do it, if Tom will let me. No home, no mother, no one to care for him. It might have been my Jim, or Ed die or Bose. Perhaps it's the name that draws me so toward him. Anyway, l can't help it—and we'll(never miss the bit and sup.” Such warmth and kindness and savory odors as Jim found himself amid that Chr'stmas day! He did his best, poor lad, in honor of the occasion by present ing himself with face and hands as clean as'soap and water could make them, anil hair in such a state of slicknes. that poor Sandy was forced to indulge in an extra sniff of his young master to convince him self that he ha i not made a mistake. How Mr3. Christian contrived on such short notice to procure a suit of clothes that, if they were a (rifle large and some what worn, transforped Jim into quite a handsome little t'eliow, was known only to her kindly heifi't. And the warm flannels—theie was no one to tell of the pitying fingers that had fashioned them so early that bright Christmas, morn. And Jim—did he ever forget that ( hri-tmas day, tho first real one he hnl ever known! And when he was told that he need never go back to the cold and the hunger again; that if he wished he e.)u!d become one of thri happy house hold. he was spec bless from sheer bc- I wil ierment at the da/zling prospe t, un- I til Sandy, perhapi. fearing it all boded j no good to him, gave vent to a prolonged howl; whereupon, with a big gulp, as if | to ch >ke back the iears that tilled his | eyes, Jim an w red: “Please, mi .'urn, don't think hard of me, but I could id do’t. Y< r see, he was sich a little 'tin. w ion I saved him from I being throttled by Mike i lint, and his j leg was broke: hut he was that smart. 1 and he's stuck lo me iver since. Bich i friends as we’ve been, m i’. rn, 1 < ouldn’t go back on him now. lie's all the friend ! I iver knew t.l. ceymi ma'am. I hope Iyo won't think me ungrateful, and if ye'll give me t job i own and agin I'll only I I e too thankful, mid fur all ye've duno, . 1 cannot say it rightly, but I feel it, ina’am. I do ” Here, with ft slight catching of his | breath, Jim paused, und hugging Handy, who had crept into Ins aims, cl se to his breast, he awaited h's dbrni^al. I Two mot he ly li uids we laid loving ly upon the Itoy's rii adder-, as in tones t iHt slightly tr tabled Mrs, Christian laid: I “Did you think, •uiiuy, we would be grudge th> bit sipt sop to the poor boast f Uf ours Ik's to t<y, too, Md U will be his own fault if he goes without, when there's plenty for him. Isn’titso, Tom?” And Mrs. Christian turned smilingly to her husband, who, holding out an en couraging hand to Jim, answered: “You do as the wife says, lad, and-ye can’t go far wrong.” And thus it was Jim and Sandy became members of the family. * * * * * Ten years had come and gone since the Christmas day that Mrs. Christian took Jim to her heart and home. Ijp in Harlem there is a cosy little house. This night the snow decks like a bridal veil each tree and shrub of the pretty garden attached, which, were it summer, would be gay with many a delicate blossom. Shall we peep in? The blind at the lit tle window is drawn up. Such a pretty, home like picture does it reveal this New Year's Eve. A sweet, kindly faced woman, whose silvery hair is par tially hidden by a soft mull cap, sits in a low rocker, busily knitting a zephyr-like article with bright colored yarns. The soft light of the student lamp j falls upon the bright, expressive face of a youth of about seventeen years, who is playing checkers with a very pretty girl sme two years his junior. A cottage piano stands invitingly opens, while be fore the grate, where glows a glorious fire, lies stretched a dog. Surely we have seen him before, although his red- i dish brown coat was not then thickly 1 streaked with gray. Suddenly the dog’s | one ear is cocked, and he rises and hob bles as fast as his stiff joints will allow , to the door, uttering a feeble bark. A ringing step sounds outside, then a latch key turns in the lock, and a second after ward a young man enters the room with: I “Well, Sandy, old fellow,” and as he stoops lo pat the dog, the young girl, with an impulsive cry, springs up, ex claiming: “Jh, Jim, tell us all about it! I’m dying to know.” Smiling, he gives her delicate little car a pinch, as he an swers : “The mother first, Rosie;” then, kneel j ing beside tho elderly lady, whose eyes j are bent fondly upon him, he continues, ! with: “Mother, congratulate your son; he is now junior member of the firm, and on the high road to fortune.” “R( sic, do you think we’ll be allowed to call him Jim any longer. I’m sadly afraid we shall have to take aback seat,” and with a lugubrious aigh ; the boy sank as if overcome into his chair. “How ridiculous you are, Eddie, just as if Jim, dear old Jim, would bo any different if ho were the firm itself,” re plied the young girl, half laughing. The mother’s trembling hands arc laid caressingly upon the broad shoulders of th ■ young man, as id a voice full of emo tion she murmurs; “God bless and prosper and reward you, my son, for all the loving care you have gvvou the children mid me the-* years since their father died, fori never can.” ‘ Mother! look back and think of the little waif you took to your heart and home. Can ho ever repay all the moth erly love you lavished upon him. Do you think it is nothing to him to have a home, brother, sister and you, my mother!” A peal of bells is borne lightly toward them on the night air, and as they die softly away, Jim cries cheerily: “A Haopy New Year to our home.” One Side of tho Question. “1 see,” said a man, addressing a com panion, “that a writer in the Scientiflo American says that laughter prolong* life.” “How does he explain his theory?” “Well, I don't exactly know, but he says that it starts into circulation little hidden particles of blood which would otherwis • remain dormant. Then he goes on humorously to say that tho time may come when physicians will prescribe so many laughs to be taken so many hours apart.” ‘ I dare say, but how do you suppose the physician could produce laughter at a stated time. It wouldn't do to give the patient laughing gas for that produces anger more often than it docs mirth.” “That's a fact. 1 Tow would it do to read extracts from political platforms?” “Migh do very well.” ' ‘coy. I believe .that laughing dors prolong life. I'll give you an instance, borne time ago. when 1 was in Sail An tonio, I saw two men engaged in a quar ter One of them, /ib Lock, drew a pistol and told Bob Foster that his time was come. In-trad of ?>eroming excited, Foster said: ‘Mow wait a minute, Y ib, er h;nv, haw. Don t you—ter he, he— recollect the time when we went over to see old Miller's daughters' Well, sir— haw, haw—l thought I would kill my self laughing,’ and then lie laughed up ronrously. Zib, overcome by astonish ment at this untimely mirth, lowered his pistol, and. quicker than a bass striking a troll, Foster snatched the weapon and killed Zib. So, you see, this is ati argument in favor of laughter, for it saved Foster’s life.” “Yes, but it killed the other fellow, for, don t you see, it enabled Foster to shoot him.” ■ “That’s a fact. I expect, after all, it is a little dangerous. It’s the way with those scientific writers, though. They never take up but one side of a question. —Arkansas Traveler. It Never Failed Yet. They were old friends, and had been sweethearts in their younger days. There was silver in hci; hair and snow on his,' :nd they sat and talked of old times who i they were young. They did not say how ninny years ago tho adventures lm.ipencd. They did not speak of dates. Itwa. “when we were young." Their flr.-t meeting, their first quarrel, their last ki-s, their last quarrel were all gone over Pci haps they both warmed a lit tle over the recollections. At last he said; “Ay, Jennie, an' I bae na loved any body since you. I line never forgotten you.” “John,” she said with a little moisten ing of the eye, “you're just as big a leear ns ever—an’ 1 believe ye jist the same.” —Detroit A 're' l'res a An Object Lenaas. (school Teacher—“ Now which of you ian tell me what goes round and rouad and yet ought to be level?" • in tie—“l know.** .-cho l Teuliu!--“You may eutwer, Bertie ” . ikntie -“>u >;• pa's heed,"—fW BUDGETOF FUN. HUMOROUS SKETCHES FROM VARIOUS SOURCES. Not Her First Appearance—A Fa ther's Precaution—The Washing ton Dude—A Skeleton Feast— A Powerful Bottle, Etc. Lawyer (to timid young woman; — “Have you ever appeared as witness in a suit before?” Young woman (blushing)—“Y-yes, sir, of course.” Lawyer—“ Please state to. the jury what suit it was.” Young womnn (with more confidence) —“lt was a nun’s veiling, shirred down the front and trimmed with a lovely ; blue, with hat to match " Judge (rapping violently)—“Order in I tho court!” —Nets York Sun. A Father’s Precaution. Youth—“l nave come to ask you for the hand of your daughter.” Physician—“ You have?” Y.—“ Yes, sir. I have enough of this ; world’s goods to support her in comfort, : even in luxury.” P,—“YeS, I am aware of that; but' will you treat her kindly? Will you he a gentle husband?” V.—“ Sir, I vow ’’ P.—Oh, never mind vowing. Your ; intentions are all right, no doubt; but I must be sure that you won’t worry and I fret tho life out of you get her. | Take off your coat and let me sound you 1 to see what kind of a liver you’ve got.” Tid-Bits. The Washington Dude. Scene—F-street car, Saturday after- ! noon. Dramatis Persona)—Three young ladies, Treasury clerks, and an ultra-ex- . quisito dude, strangers all around. Dude, to yonng lady nearest fare-box —“Aw, may 1 twoublo you, Miss, to pwas my fwaiah,” handing the yoy,ng lady a quarter,, which she “dwops” into into the “bwox.” Dude fidgets about a few moments, 1 and then addressing the young lady, 1 says: “Aw, pawdon me, Miss, but that was a qwartah you dwopped in the bwox.” Y’oung lady, graciously—“Oh, was it! j Well, I guess they’ll let you ride for a quarter.” Dude sucks his cuuc and tries to thiuk. Washington Critic. A Powerful Bottle. The following Btory is told of the gen- j ernl trallic manager of a Southern rail- j road. Some time ago, as he was return- ] to New Y'ork from the South, the train ; on which he was riding stopped at Eliza-1 bethy and among the passengers wb boarded it was a richly-dressed lady, who ; entered tho car in which he sat anil anx- j iously glanced around for a sent. The train was crowded, and Mr. O. immedi- I ntoly arose and gave tho lady his, tho outer half of the seat, and stood in tho aisle near by. When Newark was reached the gentleman who occupied the other half got out and left the ear. The lady at once arose, as if to give Mr. O. his portion of the seat, shook out her skirts, seated herself again with her back to the aisle, and put her little hand satchel on the other half of the scat. By this timo many of the passcugers had become in terested in the situation. When the train reached that portion of the meadows between Newark and Jersey City on which the phosphate works are situated the terrible stench, so familiar to those who habitually travel on the Pennsylvania and Morris and Essex railroads, pen etrated the cars. Quick as thought, the lady seized her satchel, got out a bottle of smelling salts and clapped it to her nose. Mr. O. saw this, and, leaning over, he said to a couple of gentlemen in tho seat immediately behind her: “QcntlemcD, what in thenameof heaven has that woman got in that bottle? ” The ladv instantly turned, and said: “It is not this bottle, sir, which smells.” Amid the universal laughter he retired to another car, but not until he had shot back: “Madam, as long as I live I’ll never forget the smell from that bot tle. ’’ —liar tier's Magazine. A Skeleton Feast. Bliggins—“Hullo, there’s Wiggins, Queer fellow, Wiggins. Do you know kim ! ” Spriggins—“No. lie’s a queer-look ing chap, though.” Hliggins—“Queer? Well, I should say so. And he’s al ways doing tho queerest, most eccentric things. Now, what do you suppose he did last week?” Spriggins—“Blessed if I know. What was it? ” Bliggins—“Well, now, you'd hardly believe it, but that man got up a skeleton feast.” Spriggins—“Skeleton feast? What’s that,!” Bliggins —“Why, skeleton feast, you know. Most eccentric idea. Had a big dinner down at his house—nobody in vited but me—and had seven skeletons arranged in chairs around the table.” “Spriggins—“Horrible! I don’t be lieve you enjoyed your dinner much.” Bliggins—“Web, I did, though. About as much as I ever enjoyed any dinner in my life.” “Spriggins—“You don’t mean it! What, with seven skeletons sitting at the table with you! Heavens, man, it would drive me mad!” Bliggins—“Oh, no, it wouldn’t, ! my old boy. It didn’t me. j Didn't you know that Wiggins had a | pretty wife and six lovely daughters! They made up the party. And they all , brought their skeletons with them.”— ! Summerville Journal. Motherly Firmness. Two boys in bed. Jim (to Tom) — “Take your old feet away, now.” Jim—“ Ain't hurtin’ you.” Tom—“ You are gettin' over on my place.” Jim—“ Ain’t.” Tom-" Are.” Jim—“ Story. ’• Mother—“l.'hil iren, go to sleep " Tom—“ Jim kuops on a puttin' his old feet on me.” Jim—“ Ain't, maw." Mother—“ Jimmie, taka your feet away." Jim—“ Ouch! Mow, Tom pinched ma," Tom -“Didn't, mow." Mother— “If you don't go to sleep I'll coma (bars au whip you both.” ONE DOLLAR Par Annum, la Adraaaa. Jim—“T ain’t flone—quit that nowl Maw, make Tom quite tryin’ to cut me with his old toe nail.” Mother—“ Tommie, behave yourself.” Tom—“ Ain't doin’ nothin’, maw.” Jim—“ Are too,’maw.” Tom—“ Ain’t—ouch! Maw, Jim’s a pinchin’ me.” Mother—“Go to sleep this minnte or I’ll come there and whip you both. Not another word out of you. Just another word if you dare.” Jim—“ Gimme my pillow.” Tom—“Tuke your old pillow. Onch! Maw, Jim's a kickin’ me.” Mother—“ Didn’t I tell you I’d whip you? Never mind, you shan’t go down town with mo to-morrow.” —Arkaneate Traveler. Facte About Wigs. The proprietor of a hair-dressing es tablishment which is very largely: patfun ized by ladies of this fit)’ wlaen asketh-. about wigs, said that witjtthe latest im provements in that artiefe whether worn from necessity or for appearances, it is possible now to coverings to take the place of hair which will baffle even a close inspection \Jn addition to this, convenience and coihfort are alto now taken into consideration bathe wig maker, and the “latest thinipiiia’r’Je scribed as “light, graceful ari<u\onven ient.’’ When asked if it wAs not neces snry to personally measure the head and take its shape in order to make a wig to fit “perfectly.” as is guaranteed, the re porter's informant said that it was not; that if certain measurements were fol lowed carefully, that was all that was necessary. These measurements are: No. 1. Around the bead, on a line where tbe forehead ends and the hair begins down -- over tbe earzfo the upper end of the neck. J No. 2. From the hair on the forebeazL straight back over the top of the bead to tjie nape of the neck. No. 3. From car to ear across the forehead. No. 4. From ear to car across the crown. No. 6. From temple to temple around the hack of the head. For gentlemen's toppers a paper pat tern should be cut the exact sftb of the bald spot and fitted to the head smoothly by taking in the paper on the edges and fastening the folds with a pinf The in structions that must accompany tho measurements are Interesting. Ladies’ wigs arc always made with the parting or seam in the centro unless especially ordered otherwise. Gentlemen must bo particular to state at which side they desire the seam or parting, and it must, always be remarked whether the hair is to be curly or straight. The cost of a wig varies from $8 to S2OO according to color, length, fineness of hair and quality of workmanship. The most costly are made on a foundation of hair lace. Each hair is carefully selocted and knotted to a mesh of the lace. Such a one is an “invisible wig." It can be parted any whoro-liko natural hair. An extra fine full wip( with twcntyjnch hair naturally j curly, costs from s>2o to SSO. A lady's \ invisible day wig cost from SSO to $l5O. j ! A lady’s full invisible wig, in fine ' blonde, drab, auburn, gray or white, of any length of hair up lo thirty six inches, costs from $123 to S2OO. A fea ture of tho business is the Indies' half wig. A. great many women, itis staled, have an abundant growth of hair on the back of the head, while little or none j remains in front or on the top. To part with the natural hair on the back of the : head, so as to admit the adjustment of a wig, very few feel inclinel to do. It is in order to accommodate ladies thus af ; dieted that the half wig has been made. They cost from $lO to S3O. —New York Mail anil. Express. Split Ten-Dollar Notes. Anew departure in the matter of coun terfeiting money was brought to light at the United States Sub-Treasury in Haiti i more a few days ago. A somewhat worn ten-dollar Government bill, was pre i sented at the cashier’- window with are -1 quest for change, which was given. Tho (notewas sent to Washington as muff . lated currency, and was returned the information that one side of the note * was gojd, but the other side was a well . execute’! counterfeit of the original. It was found that a genuine ten-dollar bill had been split, the face being separated 1 from the back, a seemingly impossible undertaking. The original face with a counterfeit back had been used, audit is quite likely that the genuine back with a well executed counterfeit face has been passed in some other quarter. More re cently another ten dollar “front” was presented at the cashier’s window with a similar request for change. The clerk at the window, suspecting the bill, told the man who handed it in to wait * mo ment until he could consult Dr. Bishop; the Sub-Treasurer. Dr. Bishop recog nized in the note the familiar game, and said it was worth just "f?.. When the clerk returned to the window, the man j had left without waiting for his chaaga. The Sub-Treasury, which was out $5 on the first transaction, was evened up by the second. —Baltimore Bun. Unml Qualities of the Oyster. “It is all nonsense about a steady diet on oysters being injuriousto the system,” said a wealthy Thirty-fourth street phy sician to a reporter the other day. “>!any persons think so, however. It may be true that oysters do not produce the most plea ant results when cooked in a rich style and eaten just before going to bed. Whe" taken with wine late at night, of course, if there is any bad ef fect the next day the oysters are blamed for it. Oysters have excellent medicinal qualities, " are nutritious, and when plainly looked or eaten raw are very wholesome, csiiecially so in cases of indi gestion, and that is something that can not be said of any other alimentary sub stance. During my experi nee 1 have i found in several cases where oyster* have been taken daily they have aone much ! toward curing the patient. Invalids have discovered in oysters the required ali ment, beedee being by far the most agreeable food to take. Haw oysters, ; too, are said t > be good for hoarseness, j although I have never tested their merits on that point. It is my belief that the oyster i* the most healthful article of food known to man.”—Ain* York Mail . and Kr/ii-ett. .V newly-formed church among the Zulus has tho following among its regu lations : “So member sh ih be permitted to drink ths w bite man's grog or native beer, nor to touch It with hi* Ups." Crater Lake in Houthern Oregon, U over two thuuniyjd feet deep— the deep* , eel in America. JiO. 40.