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OOLEKAH A UkBT, Editors ud Proprietors. VOL Xl* ELLIJAY COURIER PUBLISHED EVERY THURSDAY ■—BY— COLEMAN & KIRBY. Office in the Court House 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 Address as above. . Tmayfil-li Young men Who wish a Thorocoh preparation foi Business, will-find superior advantages at MOOBE’S BUSINESS UNIVERSITY ATLANTA, GA. J The largest and best Practical Business Schoo: in the South. can enter at anj tinle. ' for circulars. WHITE PATH SPRINGS! ; -THE- Favorite and Popular Resort oj NONjTH GEORGIA! Is Situated 6 miles north of Ellijay on the Marietta & North Georgia Railroad. Accommodations conjplete, facilities for ease and comfort unexcelled, and the magnificent Mineral Springs is its chief attraction.- For other particulars on board,.etc., address, Mas. W. F. Robehtson, ’’ Ellijay, Ga. GENTfIAL HOTEL! Ellijay, Georgia. In the special popster resort for commercial men and tourists of all kind, and is the general house for prompt attention, elegant rooms and are second to none, in this place. Reasonable rates. Mrs, 11 T. Teem *4l giro her personal at tention to guests in the dining hall. 1-14 Mountain View Hotel! ELLIJAY,, QA. '• This Hotel is bow fitted up in excel lest order, and is open for the reception of guests, under competent management Every possible effort will be made te make the Mountain View the most popu. Jar Hotel in SUtyay. Accommodations it every department first-class. Livery, salt and feed atehtes in connection with hotel. Quests transferal to and from all trains free of charge. fiMiy 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.