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GEHERH DIRECTORY.
Superior Court meets 3d .Monday in
May and 2nd Monday in October.
COUNTY OFPICKRB.
J. C. Allen, Ordinary.
T. W. Craigo, Clerk Superior Court.
M. L. Cox, Sheriff.
J. R. Kineiad, Tax OoHector.
Locke Langley, Tax Receiver.
1 Jas. M. West, Surveyor.
G. W. Ricp, Coroner.
Court of Ordinary meets Ist Monday
in each month.
TOWN COUNCIL. ' " '
E: W. Coleman, Intendant.
L. B. Greer, j
J.' R'cotffipjr. j Commissioners.
T. J. Long, J
M. T. Dooly, Marshall.
RELIGIOUS SERVICES.
Methodist Episcopal Church South—
Every 4th Sunday and Saturday before,
G. .W,. Grier.
Baptist Church—Every 2nd Saturday
and Sunday, by Rev. E. B. Shope.
Methodist Episcopal Church—Every
Ist Saturday and Sunday, by Rev. T. G.
Chase.
FRATERNAL RECORD,
Oak Bowery Lodge, No. 81, F. A, M.,
meets Ist Friday in each month.
L. B. Greer, W! M.
T. H. Tabor, S. W.
J. W'. Hipp, J. W.
R. Z. Roberts, Treasurer.
P. Qarren.S ecretary.
W. 8. Coleman, 8! D.
W. C. Allen, J. D.
8. Garren, Tyler.
R. T. PICKENS,
ATTORNEY at law,
ELLIJAY, GEORGIA. t
Will practice in all the conrts of Gil
mer and adjoining counties. Estates
and interest in land a specialty. Prompt
attention given to all collections.
; DR. J. R, JOHNSON,
Physician and Surgeon
ELLIJAY, GEORGIA*
Tender* hi* professional services to the
people of Gilmer and surrounding coun
tie* and asks the support of his friends as
heretofore. All calls promptly filled.
E, W.- COLEMAN,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
ELLUAY, GA.
Will prsctioe In Blue Bidge Circuit, County
Court Justice Court of ailmer County. Legal
bosiness solicited. “Promptness” is our motto..
DR. J. S. TANKERSLEY.
Physician and Surgeon,
Tenders his professional services to the eiti
sens of EtliJ&y, Gilmer and surrounding coun
ties. All calls promptly attended to. Office
upstairs over the firm of Cobb A Son.
BUFE WALDO THORNTON. 0.0.8.
DENTIST,
Calhoun, Ga.
Will Visit Ellijay and Morganton at
both the Bpring and Fall term of the
Superior Court—and oftener by special
contract, when sufficient work ie guar
anteed to justify me in tanking the visit
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THE ELLIJAY COURIER.
A _ ' A
OLD YEAR AND NEW YEAR
OM Yearandllew Year—
It la all God’s year;
His tame for tewing,
His time for reaping,
His time for growing.
For restand quiet sleeping;
His time for soaring
On wings of tbe Spirit;
His time for adoring
The Infinite Merit.
G world abovs! our world.
Our time?, and our places,
Are but as child's play
To thy marvelous spaces.
But if, as dear children.
With hearts full of ymruing,
We love and forget not;
Are docile for learning,
Then New Year and Oil Year,'
Their hoping, regretting.
Will all turn to God’s year.
With no time for fretting.
Wm/m. E. Butts.
Toe Lady of Lone'Lake.
One beautiful summer evening I was
row:ng with a friend on one of those ro
mantic lakes in the west of Ireland. The
day had been a hot one, and the mid
summer sun looked like a ball of fire, as
it slowly sank behind the horizon.
. It was a beautiful scene. The lake lay
like a sheet of silver. To the right were
high banks fringed with dark trees, aud
perpendicular cliffs almost hidden by
clinging vines. To the left stretched
level meadows, dotted with grazing cat
tle. Above us was the mellow sky, while
from the cast arose the full moon to re-
Elace the fierce rays of the day-god with
er mild radiance. In the distance we
could see *tne dark outlines of an old
baronial castle, almost hidden by inter
vening trees. This, my companion in
formed me, was Larrimoor Hall.
We laid aside our oars, and for a time
floated silently over the glassy surface
of the lake, enraptured by the beautiful
scene. I was a yonug artist, living in
London at that time, and now taking my
summer vacation. It was my first visit
to the “Emer.dd Isle,’and 1 have been
wandering with delight among the ro
mantic mountains, glens, and lakes, fill
ing my soul with beauty and my portfo
lio with sketches. My companion was
the young Lord of Glendale, whose ac
quaintance I had made while traveling
on the continent. Happening to meet
him in my wanderings, he had insisted
ou my accompanying him to his country
seat, assuring me that the scenery arouud
it surpassed anything I had yet seen.
1 he scenery was indeed charming; but
as yet I had been more charmed with
my host’s fair sister Nora, who, as their
parents were dead, aud the heir yet un
married, was-acting as the lady of Glen
dale.
As we floated the glow'faded. and the
soft moonlight bathed lake and rocks
and meadows with silver. The lake was
quite isolated, being on the border be
tween the e-tabja of Glendale and Lari
moor, aud was seldom visited by any
one but the members of these two fami
lies. To-night we were its sole visitors.
Imagine my surprise after floating for
some time in .rilence, to see a small boat
rowed by a figure in white gliding
swiftly over the surfacli “We are not
alone,” said I, pointing to it.
“Ah,” said my companion, “that is
only a spectre.. Did you never hear the
story of tlje ‘f ady of Lcne Lake?’ ’’
“No,” said I, “but she rows remarka
bly well for a spirit; let’s chase.” I
seized the oars and rowed rapidly after
tho receding boat. A (soon ns the rower
perceived that she was followed, she
turned her boat toward the high banks,
and in an instant disappeared myste
riously among the ivv clad rocks. Out of
breath I dropped the oars and said:
“T?ll me the story of which you spoke.”
Aly companion, who had sat silent during
my rapid chase, smiled sadly as he began:
“The pre-ent Lord of Larrimoor, who
lives in the hall yonder, is a very hard,
stern man, aud he rules-everything in his
power with an iron hand. His wife, a
beautiful woman, has been dead these
many years. He married her to gain
possession of her large estate. While
wooing her he overca ne his harsh man
ners as much as his nature would permit.
But after the prize was fully his, he re
laxed into his natural, icy sternness.
Bhe lived a most secluded life, and died
in a few years, had one child, much like
its mother, only more high-spirited. Her
father id riizcd her, and. until she was
twenty years old, never crossed her by
word or deed. Then his avaricious na
ture got the better of his affection. lie
desired her to marry a baron nearly as
o’.d as himself, but possessed of vast es
tates. The _ high-spirited girl rebelled.
The father insisted and, in spite of her
remonstrance, preparations were made
for the wedding. The daughter said no
more and the father thought he was go
ing to have his way. The wedding night
came. The guest were assembled. The
bridegroom was waiting. The hour came
but the bride came not. Complaining
of weariness she had retired to her room
soon after dinner, promising to appear at
the appointed time if they would not
disturb her. At last her father sent for
her. She was not in her room. The
house was searched, tho grounds, the
neighborhood; but she could not be
found*.
_ “Next day a shawl belonging to the
girl was found down by this lake. As it
was the only trace of her, people con
cluded that, to escape a fate so repulsive
to her, she had drowned herself. A lit
tie afttr that the spectre you have just
seen began to frequent those waters.
Many have tried to overtake it as you
did, but it always vanishes among those
rocks: and so they think it is the spirit
of Lucia, the lost heiress of Larrimoor.”
The young lord seemed greatly moved
by the sad story he had just related, and
I could not help but feel that he had
taken more than a passing interest in the
unfortunate g rl. Aft r a moment of si
lence, during which he began to pull for
tho homeward shore, I said: “Had the
lady no oth'-r admirers?”
“Jb, yes; many,” he replied; “but
few dared to approach, and these her
father repulsed " After a minute be con
tinue I “It it useless for me to try to
conceal my feelings from you, f<r I feel
that you h ive a ready divined them. I,
also, loved the beautiful lady, though she
knew not of ray affection. My parents
were the only people in the country with
whom Lord larrimoor wm on friendly
to ms and during hi* lady's last sick
mm my Mother attended her constantly.
“A MAP or BUST LIFE—ITS FLUCTUATIONS AND ITS FAST CONCERNS."
ELLIJAY. GA„ THURSDAY, FEBRUARY 3. 1887.
After her deatl ihe took great interest
in the child, wi.o waa about the age of
my sister, and used to bring Lucia home
with her to stay a week at a time.
Theu we three -would have grand
times romping about the hall, aud
playing in the park. Some times we
were allowed to accompany I.ucia home
and stay to tea; but I never enjoyed
these visits. The old hall seemed so
dark and gloomy, and its mnster so steru
aud taciturn. As we grew older wc were
together even more, cantering over the
hills on horseback, or taking long ram
bles in the woods. But most of all wc
liked to row about on this very lake.
My father taught me to row ns soon as I
was large enough to handle an oar, and
I instructed the girls. Lucia became
very skillful, and could outrow both of
us. Afterward my mother died, and my
sister aud I were gent nway to school.
As long ns my fether lived we spent our
vacations at home. Tut be survived my
mother ouly two years. After his death
we made our home with an aunt in Dub
lin, and Glendale Hall waa closed Af
ter I finished my course, we spent tli co
years in travel. After an absence of five
years I returned to Glendale to find my
playmate, whose memory I had cherish and
during all the years of our separation, a
beautiful and accomplished youug lady.
She and my sister resumed their f rmer
friendship; but she seemed shy of me,
and before 1 had an opportunity to open
my heart to her, she sought refuge from
her father's cruelty in a watery grave.”
During this recital wa had left the
boat, anil were now piciciug our way
along tbe uneven path which led to the
house. It was quite late wheu wo
reached the hall, aud we soon separated
for the night.
I lay down, but not to sleep. The oc
currence of the evening filled my mind,
aud banished sleep from my eyelids. I
longed to fathom the mystery. I had no
faith in the supernatural, and I no more
believed the boat we had seen was rowed
by a spirit, than I believed myself to be
a ghost. I could not help but think that
it was the unfortunate girl whom my
friend was mourning as dead; and that
she was in hiding somewhere among her
native rocks, though how she managed
to evade pursuit and vanish so suddenly,
was more than J could make out. My
convictions were strengthened by the
fact that tho body had never been re
covered, though the old lord had offered
large rewards, and every peasant in the
country had been on the lookout. Before
I went to sleep I had formed a plan, and
determined to investigate the matter the
next night; with my friend’s help if he
were willing; if not, alone.
When I disclosed my project to Lord
Glendale, he shook his head dubiously,
and tried to dissuade me, assuring me
that he had tried many times to capture
the mysterious rover; butalw&ysin vain.
But seeing that I wag determined to go,
he was too gallant to refuse to accom
pany me. About sunset we took our
way to tbe lake, ntiu embarked in sep
arate boots. I felt that little could be
accomplished by pursuit. It was this
mysterious,vanishing wo must prevent
if possible. So I determined to take
my place near where the boat had dis
appeared. Lord Glendale, who was a
rapid rower, was to wait on the opposite
side and, at the right moment give
chase, while I would stand guard over
the mysterious rock. The evening was
not bi bright as the preceding one had
been, for the sky was overcast by filmy
clouds which partially obscured tbe
moon. I pushed my skiff as much into
the shadow as possible) and waited
in silence. In a few minutes I heard
the sound of splashing waters. It
seemed to come from behind the rocks.
Presently a boat, rowed by tho most
beautiful creature I had ever seen,
parted the - vines which hung down
over the rocks hear by, and shot away
across the lake and down the stream. I
stationed myself at the exact spot
whence the boat had emerged, and
waited anxiously for my friend to act.
It was sometime before the mysterious
boat returned; but I waited' patiently,
oars in hand. At last it came slowly
back. Lord Glendale was on the alert
and immediately gave chase, and pursued
and pursuer shot towards me with in
credible rapidity. I tried t&keep down
my rising excitement, Ifelt that now
or never was the time, and I crouched
low, fearing that she might see me and
dart off in another direction. She was
evidently wearied with her long row,
for my friend was close upon her. She
did not see me until ,her skiff touched
mine. Quick as a flash she turned but
we were both upon her, aud, by some
unlucky ’movement, her frail bark was
overturned, and, with a wild cry for
help, she sank out of sight.
Glendale was in the water in an in
stant. He caught her the first time
she rose, and we soon had her in the
, boat. She was no ghost, but a dripping,
half-drowned, frightened girl, the re
proached us for molesting her, and
begged piteously to be released, Glen
dale wrapped the dripping form in my
coat, assuring her th at we were friends
and would be most happy to serve her.-
She seemed to recognize him, nnd I felt
sure from their conversation that she was
indeed Lucia, the lost heiress of T.arri
moor. As the other boats bed floated
away. Gleudaie explained to her that it
would be nece=sary for us to convey her
to her place of ab >de, and that we must
go quickly, for both of them were drip
ping wet. To this she seemed reluctant
to consent, but, being reassured of out
good-will, she showed us an opening in
the rocks entirely concealed by over
hanging vines. Through this we passed
into a shallow channel. It was a very
singular place. This channel, enclosed
between two high nhd rocky banks, was
about three rods long, and, perhaps, half
ns wide in themiddle, narrowing at each
end, its inner wall became continuous
with the shore of the lake. Our fair
g lide directed us to tho upper end,
where we found a natural landing, whi h
led up to a door in tho rocks In answer
to her call this door was opened by an
aged woman. She seemed very, much
frightened on seeing us; but after a few
words from Lucia she b ide us enter, and
busied herself making a fire and other
wise ministering to our comfort.
Tbe apartment was low, but roomy,
and divided by screens Into parlor,
sleeping rooms and kitchen. While
Glendale dried hi* drenched garments,
and we drank tbe cheering cup of tea
prepared form by the old woman. Lucia
tohlhcr story, which was briefly this:
Despairiegfy e cape from the hated
alliance in any other way, she had ap
pealed to her old nurse for aid. This
women, then neatly e glity years old, wm
Wring with her ton la • oottege on •
neighboring estate, having quarreled
with Lord Larrimoor some) years before.
She and her husband, now dead, had
been servants to Lucia’s* grandfather.
The old woman readily 03$ousel Lucia's
cause, and, the day before the wedding,
she entered the hall unnoticed and found
her way to Lucia's room. ,Bhe disguised
Lucia as a (beggar, aud- in tho bustle of
preparation they managed to escape
The cave had been distmvered and oc
cupied by sorao English ffl|itives during
the troublous times of CromwelL It was
afterward occupied aud .enlarged by a
wizard hermit. But he (ad been dead
for half ft century and the'cave deserted.
Its entrance had been overgrown bj
vines, and those who had) known of its
existence, except the old nurse, were
dead or gone away. Even sho had not
thought of it for years, it mil her anxiety
quickened her failing mew ~>ry. Hither
she had conveyed her charge, and here
they had lived in seclusion for five years.
A lonely life indeed for a .beautiful young
woman; but she chose it mther than sell
herself for gold. She brought us not
to reveal her hiding-place. We reas
sured her of our friendship, and asked
'permission to visit her again. This was
readily granted, and we were invited to
return the next evening afid bring Nora
with us.
Great was Nora’s surprise when we re
counted our adventures ttf her. At first
she could hardly believe us; but, seeing
we were really in earnest, she gladly ac
cepted the joyful news, and expresed her
self auxious to visit her old friend in her
•trauge abode. After that we frequently
visited the envo, but always with great
secrecy. Indeed, it was seldom that
the gathering shadpws of the evening'
did not find Lord Glendale ou his way
thither, and his radiant countenance gave
us assurance that his visits wero not in
vain. As for Nora and I, we loved bet
ter to walk in the fragrant garden, or
wander among the grand! old trees that
surrounded the hall.
I had already extended hay vacation to
unprecedented length,and was beginning
to think seriously of returning to my
work, when Glendale one evening in
formed me that on the morrow lie would
wed the fair Lucia. It was a quiet wed
ding in the rocky cave which had shel
tered the beautiful bride for so many
weary years. An old priest performed
the ceremony, of which Nora, the nurse,
and I were the only witnesses.
A few days later I to >k my departure
with a light heart, for Nora was my
promised wife. The Lord and Lady of
of Glendale passed their honeymoon
quietly at Glendale Hall. The hard old
Lord had long looked upon his daugh
ter as dead, and was so overcomo to re-,
celve her again that ho forgave her on
tirely, and became from that time forth
a changed man.
All this happened years ago. Nora
and I are married now, and our home is
in London; but every summer we spend
our vacation with the Lord and Lady of
Glendale at their beautiflft country seat.
—Mary Krim, in.Chirjf.jo Current.
The First Denth nt the White House.
General Harrison, who was the first
President to die at the White House
(General Taylor being the second), was
only one month in office. Inaugurated
on the 4th of March, 1841,- he expired ou
the 4th of April following. His malady
was pleurisy, from which he suffered for
a week before his death.
Even after he went to Washington
General Harrison kept up his habit of
early rising. It was not unusual for him
to rise as early as 4:30 o’clock. On the
morning of the 27 th of March ho made a
visit to the. Washington market, whore
he conversed with the farraeis in regard
to the prices they obtained for their pro
duce, etc. There was a cold, drizzling
rain that morning which gave him a
severe cold that finally developed into
what would now be called pneumonia.
After somo days the physicians believed
they had conquered the malady, and
during Friday and until lute on Saturday
it was confidently asserted that tho Presi
dent was out of dangc*. About five
o’clock in the evening there was a change
for the worse, from that time his strength
rapidly diminished. Abont midnight
his waning powers seemed to revive, but
it was only the last flicker of the expir
ing flame. He died soon afterward
General Harrison’s last words: “rir,
I wish you to understand the true prin
ciples ot the Government, I wish them
carried out, I ask nothing more,” it was
said at the time were spoken as if the
dying President was addressing the Vice
President, who was to become his suc
cessor. General Harrison's funeral in
Washington was an imposing pageant,
in which Congress, the departments and
the people participated.— New York Jour
nal.
A Canine Sailor.
The schooner Arab, which foundered
a year or two ago, had a brainy New
foundland dog. He was 'taken on board
ship when a puppy, and during the many
years he sailed before the mast he made
hundreds of trips around the great lake:.
He was thoroughly familiar with all
nautical expressions, and when a storm
arose he worked as hard as any of the
crew. It was then th it be would sit
upon his haunches and watch the Cap
tain with a pair of big, luminous intelli
gent eyes. When ihe command to make
sail was given he would spring to the
throat of the peak halyards of a sail and
tug away at them until driven away.
Then be would watch the sails unfurl
wiih a critical eye, nnd if they wero not
clean and taut he would manifest his dis
appointment in many ways. Whenever
any of the crew put out in the small boat
the dog insisted on going along. He
would sit in tho how of the yawl and
lick his chops as though he enjoyed the
merry “hey-ho” of the oarsmen and the
bounding ride over the billows — Chicago
Herald.
A Cure for Laziness.
Tho following singular treatment was
formerly applied in 1 utch workhouses
to indolent and apathetic individual >:
The patient was placed in a sort of large
tub. into which water wss kept con
stantly flowing through a pipe, so that
in order to keep himself from drowning
he had to turn ur rank which pumped tlu
water out again. The water supply and
the hours or working ware nicely ad just
ed to bis strength and endurance, am.
the amount gradually Increased evert
day. In one report It says: “The inac
five limbs are soon brought to tho ri
qtlircd and gieo of suppleness, ami llm 111 I
veiy soon' la gin to n*k for some lest irk
some labor, wli'ch they aflsi wards iter
form In s mast satisfactory manner.
BUDGET OF FUN.
HUMOROUS SKETCHES FROM
VARIOUS SOURCES.
ReH They Fixed It—Discharged—
-Bt.il His Arm Taken Off— As
Stiff as They Could Afford,
Petrlfled, Etc., Etc.
O’er the silent, slumbering city.
Night bad spread her sable pall.
And a dense funereal blackness
Left its shadow over aIL
Smith and Jones and Brown together
Chauced to be that sombre eve.
And the darkness brooding o’er them
Could not fail to make them grieve.
"Ah, it’s sad to see this blackness
O’er our town.” they softly said.
Then they put their bands together
And agreed to paint it red.
—Minneapolis Tribune,
Discharged.
Magistrate—“ Tho young woman says
that your continued staring at her an
noyed her excessively.”
Prisoner—“l never intentionally an
noyed a woman in my life, your honor.”
Magistrate—“Then why did you stare
at her so persistently?”
Prisoner—“ Because she is pretty, and
I couldn’t help it.”
Young Woman— “ Let him go-, judge.”
— Life.
Had HU Ann Taken Off.
Brother Goorge—“Girls, did you hoar
what a sad thing happened to Fred
Jones yesterday?”
Girls (in alarm) —“No! What was it?”
Brother G.—“ The poor fellow had to
have his arm taken off.”
Girls —“O! how terriblel llow did it
happen?”
Brother G.—“ Well, it happened this
way. He was sitting by Miss Smith; they
were then alone, when he suddenly put
hie arm around her.”
Girls—“ Well, go on. What then?
What happened ?”
Brother G.—“ Well, it was then it had
to be taken off.”
As Bl* as They Could Afford.
That great conflagration in this city in
1872 made the fortunes of some and de
stroyed those of others. The family here
referred to were severely crippled by the
calamity and were forced to economize
in every practicable way until tho busi
ness that maintained them got on its feet
again. They moved into a small home
in the suburbs and the children of the
family were denied mnny luxuries to
which they had been accustomed.
A month or two after tho lire a baby
was born to the household and wa9 duly
presented to little Ellon, a six-ycar-old
daughter of the house.
“How do jou like him, Klleu?” sho
was asked. .
“Oh, he’s very nice, but— ’’
“But what?"
“Oh, he’s so awful little. But, then,
I suppose he’s as big as we can afford,
now.” — Boston Record.
Everything Was Petrified.
As an illustration of the “colossal liars”
of the West, General McCook relates tliq
following. He was traveling among the
Rocky Mountains, and straying out one
morning from the trail, stood for a mo
ment entranced by tho magnificent land
scape spread before him, when he was
aroused from his meditations by the foot
steps of one of the guides who had fol
lowed him lest he should lose his way.
“Is this not magnificent, Bill?” ex
claimed the General, anxious to share
his delight.
“It’s mighty purty, Gineral,” said the
guide, “but I km show you bigger sights
nor this. Why, onetime Kansas Jim and
me had been trampin’ three days and
nights, and we came to a plain, and right
in the midst of it was a forestall turned
to solid stun!”
Tho General smiled and remarked: “I
have heard ef petrified trees before,
Bill.”
Thegu'deexpectorated without chang
ing countenance, and continued: “But
that warn't all, Gineral; thar war a but
falo ou that plain, and ne War petrified
on the lean jump, and his htlfs had
kicked up a bit (of sod, and I'm
blamed ef that warn't petrified In tho
air!”
Tho General turned an amused counte
nance on the narrator and said: “Why,
Bill, the sod would have fallen to the
ground by the force of gravity.”
Without any hesitation Bill answered:
“Weil, Gineral, the gravity war petrified
too!”— Boston Bulletin.
An Insulted Fat Woman.
A woman weighing 880 pounds, wear
ing her haircut short, entered tbe office
of tho President of the Him Antonio
street railroad company, and in a voice
that was a betwenn a bass violin
and a bo ler shop, said :
“I came hc;c to complain of the driver
of one of your cars.”
“!\ hat’s h: been doing?” naked the
official.
“In crossing the car track ,1 had tho
misfortune to slip and fall, and I could
not get up right away, for as you see I
am not 8a ah Lernhardt. I’m fat all
over. ”
“Well, what next?”
‘ Tlicdriv r o( the street car stopped
his mule and insulted me.”
“What did he say;”
“He said if I would git up nnd let
him dtivc on that I could sit down
again on the enr track as soon as the car
had pas td.”
“I shall have him reprimanded,” said
the offic'nl. *
“Thank you, sir; thank you. I’ll pa
tronize your street car line hereafter,
that is i. the door is wide enough.
Goo I morn'ng. s'r.”
AsriiUpa 4 * and out, tlie official remarked
to a e'erk:
4 Bhe may not l: ‘all wool,’ but she
certainly it a yard wide."— Texas Hf
injs.
llow Oberly Became a Bllior>.
Tim lion, John < borly. Civil Service
Commissioner, is generally known as
Bishop Oberly, and the manner of his
acquiring his title Is rather sinusing. It
serins that the Hon. John beurs s strik
ing resemblance to Bishop McLaren, of
the Chicago Lio.-csc, and ono day a
tipsy frend of John’s overlook the
Bishop on the street. It was John, of
course, to Mr. Tipsy, and coming up to
: iilm he slapped him a sounder on the
bask
“John, old man,”hesaid, “dang your
soul, how d'y do? Haven’t seen you for
four days. Didn’t hardly know you.
Come in hero and let’s have a drink.
Best liquor in town right in this she
bang,"and he yanked the Bishop arcjAd
and pointed him toward a saloon.
“Sr!” roared the Bishop, “you arc
mistaken. I am not John, sir. 1 am
Bishop McLaron I”
Tipsy was sober enough to understand
tho gravity of his error, and he was so
earnest in his apologies that he was let
off with only a reprimand. Ho went on
his way, muttering to himself, slipped
into one or two places and fired up
again, and about an honr after meeting
the Bishop he met John. He went up to
him at once, extending his hand.
“Bishop,” he said, as straight a > he
could, “I hope you'll excuse me for that
bad break of mine a whilo ago. I’m
very sorry indeed that occurred, and
I wish you would forget it. Y’ou lo.vk
very much like my fnen 1 John Oberl j,
and being somewhat confused I made a
natural mistake and—”
By this time Oberly had recovered his
faculties.
“Why, you idiot,” ho interrupted,
“what’s the matter with you? Are you
crazy or drunk, or both? ’"
Tipsy looked at Oberly, put bis bands
on his shoulders, turned him around,
took a back view, fronted him again,
gazed into his face for a second and re
plied, briefly:
“Both, and got ’em bad.”
Explanations followed next day and
the friends of the parties called Oberly
Bishop after that. The title was gen
eralized later. At a public banquet, nt
which one of these friends presided,
somo one was requested to ask a bless
ing, nnd he replied: “Hishop Oberly
is the man for that duty.”— Washing
ton Critic.
Tile Awful Rite of Johitr.
Johur is an awful rite, says a Hindoo
in the London Pall Mall Ornette. A
whole tribe may become extinct by it, ns
is seen in several "instances recorded in
the history of the Rajpoot States. Whut
it signifies is the burning of women to
save them from enemies. The Ila poot
is profoundly jealous of his women and
to prevent their falling into tho hands of
conquerors, he has recourse to the Johur
—that is to say, the immolation of overy
female of the family. And the Rajpoot
woman gladly embraces such a refuge
from enptivity; or even if sho wero uot
in fear of being forced away as a captive
sho would preler it to living on n;a
widow.
_ The loss of a battle or the capture of a
city during the Mohammedan invasions
was usually the time when this dreadful
rite was practiced. At the end of the
famed siege of Chcotore, the ancient
Capital of tho liana of Odeyyoro, by
Ala-uddiu in 1803 the Rajpoot chief,
after an arduous day, passed the night
in pond -ring the means by which he
might save from tho general destruction
one at least of his twelve sons. Eleven
of them fell during the next few days,
and when but one sou remained to the
liana he proclaimed the Johur. The fu
uerol pyre wa* .Lighted within subterrane
an chambers where the sun's rays had
never entered, and the defenders of
Cheetore beheld the Queens, and their
own wives and daughters to the number
of several thousands, pass in procession
to the fire. The beautiful Puumani, the
consort of the liana, who was beliovod
to be the chief object of attraction for
the conquering Tartar, came last in tho
throng. The door of the caverns closed;
the fires raged within, and the Rajpoot
women were saved from the conqueror.
When afterward Ala-uddin entered the
Capital on tbe death of the Ratm and hjs
surviving son, who fell in the conflict, be
found it strewn with the bodies of its
defenders, while smoke yet issued from
tho recesses where the women had per
ished.
Again,during tho second seige of Chce
tore by Hahadoor, Shah of Gujrat, in
1530 t when the bravest had fallen in de
fending the breach caused by bis artil
lery (it was served by Portuguese ad
venturers), the Johur was proclaimed.
There was little time to build the pyre.
Combustibles were heaped up in hur
riedly-made hollows in the ground and'
magazines were placed around them.
Tha mother of thecinfant Prince led the
procession of willing victims to their
doom and, 13,0C0 females were thus im
molated at once.
In the Johur on the occasion of Firoz
Shah’s attack upon Jcs ulmir, somo
years after the event above described,
1(1,000 females were de troyed.
Hysteria anti Mesmerism.
In these days when mesmeric, hysteric
and other pathological or psychological
phenomena are made to play so largo a
part in fiction, it must be consoling to
the practical mind, to find them for once
eonne ted with fact. The chief French
•suygeons and medical profes-ors have for
some Fine been carefully studying the ef
fects of mesmerism on the female patients
of the Sa : petrie:e hospital, nnd M. Ba
binski, a clinical surgeon of that (-stab
le hment, bus just effected a sr.c* of ex
periments, the results of v. hi h would
sc.m to o. en tip anew future Jor me li
cal science. M. L'nbinskl tried to prve
that certain hysterical symptoms could
be transferred by the'nid of the magnet
froniine patient to another. He took
two nth cct--, one a dumb woman a‘Acted
with liy term', and the ot era feraae
wild was in a state of hypnotic trance.
A screen ,w is pla, cd between the two,
and the hysterical woman was then put
under 111) influence of a strong magnet.
After a few moment* shewn* rend:: el
dumb, whilo speech was suddenly ro
stond to the other. M. l.'nbiuski also
eTcctcd to-nporary cures of paralysis in
the same manner. Luckily f>r hi*
ben'thicr patients, however, their bor
rowed pains nnd symptoms did not last
long.— Paris Utter.
A Queer Tax Itetiim.
Many years ago the following curious
return was sent in by a suppo*>d public
debtor to tho Commissioners of Taxes of
an Eastern city:
t. A. 8., lie iore:
I have but little money to spam
1 have
1 little bouse,
1 " maid,
2 “ bov,
3 “ ti a ie,
2 44 lend,
2 44 money to command;
Rather little W my li'.tlr all
3 supp'y with -oitifoi t my little equal!
Ami 3 little t* pay taxes et all.
Bv this you tie •
I have obtiJren three
Deii-ndlng on me.
—Pry Goods Chronicle.
OHB DOLLAR Pr Aanu, la Utimi
TWO FRIBMD3.
We have beelde os ever two oloee friend*,
Who walk on either hand thro’ aQ oar live*,
One with gay laughter take* oar eager hand.
And leads us through youth’* wondrous
Pleasure Land—
Which with a tale of fabled glory vice;
Then guides us to the Shade of sylvan grove,
Where love is blushing in the twilight sweet,
And all the air is filled with song of bird*—
And heavy with the weight of tender words
From lips that melt together as they speak.
But with us, In our journeying with ’
The other walketh with his head bowed WW,
A guest unwelcome is he, and unsought,
And when, by chance, we turn with merry
thought,
A glance from him falls on oar hearts Hht
snow.
Yet, silent walks be. . On our shrinking
hearts
He lays no hand until his hour has ooma
Then leads he even to tbe vale of Death,
And In the shadows there, with shuddering
breath,
We recognize his feature* and are dumb I ’
Both friends t-Ah 1 yea The name of (M
is Joy—
Our heart strings quiver with his notes ee
gay.
But ere the wondrous symphony’s complete,
Pale Sorrow’s hand across the chords most
sweep
To tune in perfect time life’s melody.
—Grace D. Roe, in Detroit Free Press.
PITH AND POINT.
“This beats me,” as the egg remarked
when it saw the spoon. —Boston Butts
tin.
It is said that the coming cow will
have no horns. In that case the coming
man will take none.— Picayune.
There is no oleomargarine about n
goat. He is genuine butter every time,
and gives tufl- weight. —Drakds Maga•
einr.
“Nerve Food” is advertised In differ
ent papers. We suppose it forms the
chief diet of book-agents. —Pith and
Point.
“How many women marry a good,
sensible man?” asks Kate Field. Only
one, if the man can help it .—North
American.
It is the (illy man who slings aside his
paper with tho comment that “half of it
isn’t worth reading."—The wise man
reads the other half. —Philadelphia Call.
“Every lassie has her laddie ”
To whisper words of love—
But every lassie has a daddy
To knock ou tbe floor above.
-Ufa
A Western farmer has had his infant
son christoned with twenty-six names.
It is Seldom wc hear of a man cherishing
such bitter enmity against his offspring.
(frhphic.
WUene’y tho small*l)oy makes a racket
ur annoys his mother with his tunes
Bbo Is sure to say she’ll warm bis jacket,
Though she always warms his pantaloons,
— ludge.
Why do. wc always talk about putting
on a coat nnd vest? Who puts on a ednt
befoie the vest? Wo also say shoes and
stockings. What’s the .matter with us,
anyhow ! — Phi/adelphia Call.
Kate Field says she is tired of the
world, and “would' like to live apart
from tho fashionable bustle.” Why don’t
you take it off, then, Rate, and give it
to the hired girl? —Minneapolis Iribnns
That the oyster is nutritious,
Quite exquisitely delicious,
Is a statement that rah never be denied,
But he suddenly grows vicious;
Towaril your stomach quite malicious
When he’s fried. *
—Merchant Traveltn
Bricks That Will Float
“Floating palaces” are often spoken
of, but mostly by a figure of speech to
describo certain splendid steamships.
But now it seems that ihodern improve
ment lias made -ib possible to build a
brick house ou the sea (?). Floating
bricks are now successfully produced in
France, the material of which they am
composed being a kind of earth found in
Tuscany, consisting ot fifty-five parts of
sandy earth, fifteen of nlagnesia, fourteen
of wati-r, twelve alumina, three lime, ona
iron. It exhales a clay-like odor, and,
when sprinkled with Water, throws out a
light, whitish smoke. 'lt is infusiblb in
the fire; and though jt loses about an
eighth part of its weight, its bulk b
scarcely diminished. Bricks composed
of this substance, either baked or un
baked, float in. the water, and a twen
tieth part of clay may be udded to their
composition without taking away their
property of swimming, These bricks re
sist water , unite perfectly with lime, are
subject to no (.iteration from tbe heat or
cold, and the baked differ from the un
baked only in thjMW O, 'Ous quality which
they acquire from tnefire. Their strength
is a little- inferior to that of common
bricks, but much greater inrproportion to
their weight. Thus a floating brick,
measuring seven inches in breadth, and
one inch eight linos in thickness, is said
to weigh only fourteen and one-fourth
ounces, whereas a common French brick
was found to weigh five pounds and
nearly seven ounces.— San Francisco
Call. ________
Burial Place of the Booth Family.
The burial place of the Booth family
is Greenmoiint cemetery, Baltimore, ana
Edwin Booth always visits the spot when
he is in that city and lays flowers on the
graves of his mother and sister. A plain
inouuuicnt stands in the lot. One side
of it has these words: “In the same
grave witli Junius Brutus Booth is buried
the body of Mary Ann,"his wife, who
survived him thirty-three years.” On
t Opposite side is inscribed: “To tha
memory of the children of Junius Brutus
and J.nry Ann Booth—John Wilkes,
Frederick, Elizabeth, Mary Ann, Henry
Byron.” On Ihe east aids is found:
“Junius Hiatus Booth, born May 1,
. nnd on the opposite side, “Died
November :W, 18.VV’ Close to the mon
ument, on *he south side, is a grave cov
ered with i y, said to mark the spot
where lie the remains of John Wllkm
Couth Oie small rose bush is growing
nt the head of the grave aud another at
the foot, i ilwiu Booth defrays tbe ss*
pome of keeping tho tot in order.
About too babies hive been named
after the present I‘TMldentof the baited
Ham.
NO. 47.