The Ellijay courier. (Ellijay, Ga.) 1875-189?, February 23, 1888, Image 1

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WALTER S. COLEMAN. Editor and Proprietor. VOL. XII. ELUJAY COURIER. PUBLISHED EVEBT THOSDAX —XT— WALTER S. COLEMAN. seneralTdihectory. ■jr. . :. , •; Superior Court meets 8d Monday in Hay and 2nd Monday in Octolier. COUNTY OFFICERS. ' J. C. Allen, Ordinary. T. W. Craigo, Cleric Superior Court. M. L. Cox, Sheriff. J. R. Kinciad,- Tax Collector. . Locke Langley, Tax Receiver. Jas. M. West, Surveyor. G. W. Rice, Coroner. Court of Ordinary meets Ist Monday in each month. TOWN COUNCIL. R. T. Pickens, lutendant. L. B. Greer, "j A.' J. Huichison, ~ J. P. Cobb, Jr., (■ Commissioners. T. J. Long, J W. H, Foster, Marshal. RELIGIOUS SERVICES. Methodist Episcopal Church South— Every 3d Sunday and Saturday before. G. W. Griucr. Baptist Church—Every 2nd and 3d Sunday-, by Rev. E. B. Shopc. Methodist Episcopal Church—Every Ist Saturday and Sunday, by Rev. T. G. Chase. FRATERNAL record. Wi A. Cox, W. M. J S. Tnnkcrsley, S. W. W. S. Coleman, J. W. R. Z. Roberts, Treasurer. D. Gamn, Secretary. E. B. Shopc, S. D. fi. P. Whitaker, J. D. W.H. Foster, S. S. J. 0,-Kell, J. S. S. P. Garren, Tyler. R. T. PICKENS, ATTORNEY AT LAW, ELLIJA r, GEORGIA, Will practice in all the conrts of Gil mer and adjoining counties. Estates sad interest in land a specialty. Prompt attention given to all collections. _ ' 10-2185 DR. J. R. JOHNSON, Physician and Surgeon ELUJAY, GEORGIA. Tenders his professional services>to the people of Gilmer and surrounding ooun ties and asks the support of his friends as heretofore. All calls promptly filled. E. W. COLEMAN, ATTORNEY AT LAW, ELIJJAY, GA. Will practice in B!ii3 Ri<lge Circuit, Connty Court Juitice Court of Gilmer County. Legal husinesa solicited. ‘TiODoptucsa" ia oar piotio, DR. J. S, TANKERSLEY. Physician and Surgeon, Tend-rs his professional services to the .it. i rens of Ellijay, Gilmer r.nd surrounding cot-. ties. All calls promptly attend 'd to. Office cpstairs over the firm of Cobb & Son. RUFE WALDO THORNTON, D.D.S. DENTIST, Calhoun, Ga. Will visit Ellijay and Morganton at both the Spring and Fall term of the Superior Court—and oftener by specie contract, when sufficient work is guar anteed to justify me in makiDg the visit. Address aa above. Jjnavfll-is J e wel Job ? t^e^eß TANARUS, F. SEITZINGER, Agent, Dealer in Printers’ Supplies, 32 W. MiTcnßLTi Sr., ATLANTA, GA BOOKS, THREE CENTS EACH! The following books are published In neat pamphlet form, printed from pood readablo type on Rood Dar>er and many of them handsomely illustrated. They are without exception the cheapest books ever pub lished in any land or language, and furnish to the masses of the people an opportunity to secure the best literature of the day at the most trifline expense. In aDy other series these great works would cost many times the price at which they are here offered. Each one is complete in itself: Wonders of the World, Nattoal awp Other. Con tains descriptions and illustrations of tbs moat wonderful works of nature and of naau. 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By tbo viKor of " Dora t'.fcia. I >tl S, Mr.. M.T Vkhm. Jtmilrmttd. O.tk. Alwl. r, Mr. U..T niltaMHliMw * M.~i *r ur./ b, Mo.i.m., i Tk. t.llftw.l* ceu. A Novel. |l/ N. TANARUS, Calook. “A MAP OF BUST LIFB—ITB FLUCTUATIONS AND ITS VAST CONCERNS " MY FRIEND AND I. My friend and I, two souls agreed— His way I take as he doth lead, Or in some path he may not know He follows me, and thus we go, And mutual honor we concede. My friend hath moods; ah, strong, indeed, Asif an autocrat decreed His purpose; but we part not, though, My friend and L Myself as strong my rule to heed, As captives to each other freed We dare to each the answer “No,* Nor friendship ever break, and so We give to each love’s highest meed, My friend and I. —Dicijht Williams, in Home Journal. Witness for the Plaintiff. BT LUKE SUARF. Thetwo-mastel schooner T. F. Baxter was owned and commanded by Capt. Baxter. The season had been a good one and the Captain had made money. He needed what cash he made, for the seasons be fore that one had been very dull, and it was all the Capta.n could do to keep the vessel ink s possession. But this particu lar year had been so fortunate that he paid off the mortgage on his boat and had something left over to carry the family through the winter. There had been a terrible storm in September, but the Baxter had weath eted it, through the skill of the Captain and (lie staunchness of the boat; but it had been a close call, and the Captain, who had up to tint time carried no in surance except whit he hud to put on when he mo.tgagod the l.oat to seerne the lenders, had effected ten thousand dollars additional, so that if the . good ship went down his family would not be left penniless. The September weather had worked greatly on his mind, and the anxiety he fc' ! during the gale, when he would think that if the boat was lost only a small amount would come to his family-, made him resolve never to take such risks. The insurance ran out on November 1, and the Captain expected to have the boat laid up by that time; but freights w ent higher and higher, and additional trips became more and more tempting, and when the storm of October 30 began it found the Baxter on the open lake, but just where will perhaps never be known. Part of a ship’s boat with the name “Laxter” came ashore, and that was all that was lo t to tell the storv of the wreck. “Went down V.ith all hands,” the papers said. Then came the question of insurance. The commutes .banded tognilicr and re solved to contest the case. They claimed that the Baxter was a stanch boat and that she had ridden out the two days* storm of October .10 and 31, and that she had been Joe *j>BJtho Ist or iTH-of XT., per when the insurance had expired, and it rested with tlife Jjlaiiitiff to show .that such was npnha-case. The lawyers for the plaintiff knew that they had a pretty poor chance to show this. They had not much hope of se curing a verdict. But they knew that their client was a widow who had lost her husband in that gale, and they trusted to a strong appeal to the jury, who are very apt in such cases to sympathize with the unfortunate and pije on the damages on a soulless corpor ation. What the chief couusel for the plaintiff feared was that the judge would so plainly direct the jury to g'vc a verdict for the com panies that those twelve gentlemen would have no chance of letting their sympathies take the place of good law. Write us for Illustrated Catalogue, Free. Mrs. Baxter’s lawyers were feeling l ather blue over the aspects of affairs on the second day of the trial when word came to the senior partner that a man wished to speak to him on important business. After a short absence from the court r„ora he returned with a per son who was evidently a seafaring man and said: “Your Honor, we desire to place an other witness on the stand.” The other side at once objected, and said it was very unusual at that stage of the case, and desired to know what his brother intended to prove. “We intend to prove the date of the loss of the Baxter. I wish to call Jacob Swanson, one of the survivors.” At this extraordinary announcement there was a sensation, especially among the reporters, each one of whom was be wailing his bad luck in not getting hold of Mr. Swanson him-elf and thus se curing a sensation for his paper. The Judge overruled the objections of the attorneys for the companies and elected to hear what Mr. Swanson had to say. His Honor added that ample opportunity would be given the defense to show that Mr. Swanson was an impostor, as they had rather plainly intimated. Jacob Swanson took the witness stand and was sworn. He wore a heavy beard, but that only served to emphasize the hag gardness of the uncovered part of his face. “What is your name?” “Jacob Swanson.” “Are you a citi/en of the United States?” “Yes, but I was born in Sweden.” “What is your business?” “I am a sailor.” “Were yon on board the Baxter when she was lost?” “I was.” “Where did you ship on her?” “In Detroit.” “How many voyages did you make on her?” “That was my second voyage.” “When was she lost?” “On the night of the bOth of October.” “Are you sure of that?” “Yes, sir." “That is all, your Honor.” The lawyers for the other side took the witness in hand. “Do you kfiow that a great deal de pends on your testimony in this case?” “Yes, sir.” “Oh, you do, eh? You know that my olients will have to pay a large sum of money if what you state is true?” “Yes, sir.” “You have some interest in the ver diet then?” “Yes, sir." “Oh, you have. I like a witness tha’ is frauk. You would not tell a lie, I suppo'O " "I nave dona so. ” ELLIJAY. GA.. THURSDAY. FEBRUARY 23. 1888. “Hare your” Did you evor perjure yourself before!” Plaintiff’s lawyer—“ That ia not a proper sort of question to ask a wit ness.” “I propose to examine him my own way." “But I submit thpt such a question is not a proper one.” “He has just confessed himself to be a liar and I propose to sec whether he will confess to perjury as well.” “I think many of us might confess to telling a lie, if we were only honest enough.” “I hope you speak only for yourself, sir; I must protest ” His Honor—“ Please to continue the case. The witness has answered very straightforwardly so far, I think. Mr. Bounce will not insist on the question.” “Very well, your Honor. Now, sir, was any inducement offered you to come here- and testify as you have done?!* “Yes, sir.” “Oh, ho! An inducement was offered. I hope the jury will take note of that. Now. my man, who offered it to vou?” Opposing counsel—"l object. ’’ Objection overruled. “Who offered you the inducement?” “Captain Baxter.” “Oh, indeed. Isn’t Captain Baxter drowned;” “No, sir.” Sensqtion in court. “Where is he now?” “At the bottom of the lake.” “I thought you said he was not drowned.” “He was killed.” “What inducement was offered you?” “An oath.” “I do not understand you.” “I swore sn oath to Captain Baxter that if there was a suit I would come here and tell the truth about what I was asked.” “Indeed. And this oath, I suppose, was administered during the storm?” “Yes, sir.” “Where?” “Jn the cabin." “Why were notbpth you and the Cap tain attending to the navigation of the vessel?” “Because the vessel was beyond help at that time." “Had she gone down:” “No, sir, but she was on her beam ends practically. The man at the Wheel had been disabled and the captain sprang into his place. The next moment and before the Captain was prepared for it, a big sea struck the rudder and the Cap tain was flung against the corner of the cabin. The vessel came round and the next wave tore off the hatches and partly tilled her with water. She heeled over so that we kueff- at once in such a sea we could do nothing with her.’- “ Was the Captain killed outright ?” ‘‘No, he staggered-or fell down the companion way into the cabin and called for me, and—” “ Stop a moment, you are going too fast. Don't volunteer inform,ition until HirMSeaftNgsSS** suggest that you let the man tell his story of the wreck and that you question him afterwards. I confess I would like to hear his own story of this tragedy. Now, Mr. Swanson, tell in your own way what happened.” •‘Well, sir, the Captain called forme and he said: ‘ Swanson, I’m killed and the boat is lost.’ I was going to speak but he wouldn’t let me.- ‘ Listen to me, Swanson,’ he said. ‘What day is this i’ ’ Thursday,’ I said. * Yes, but what day of the month ?’ ’’ “* I don’t know,’ I said. ‘ There’s a calendar in on the wall ’ he said, ‘look at Thursday and find the date—hurry, for God's sake—the boat is sinking ?’ 1 ha 1 hard work finding the date, for the cabin was partly full of water and the lamp was burning dim, and everything was sideways on account of her being keeled over, but I got it and saw it was the :ifith. ‘ Mow, you remember that,' c ied the Captain, ‘and remember my family. See if there is a book on that shelf.’ I looked, hut there wasn't. * There mint be,’sa : d the Captain p ‘look again.’ Then I saw a book floating in the water. ‘ls that it?’ I said. “Yes,’ said the Captain; ‘that is my wife’s Bible, be si her. Now, Jacob Swanson, you are fhe best man on this boat—the best sailor I ever had —put that book to your lips and swear that wind or wave will not keep yo.i from seeing that my wife and babies have their rights. Swear it before God, JacobSwanson,’ and I swore and I am here.” “Whatdid you do then!" “I went to help the Captain out —he had fallen on his face across the table, but when I turned him over he wns dead. Then we got into the boat and—” “How many of you 1” ‘ ‘Four. One was disabled and he died before we got far. Then the - boat was upset when we got among the breakers and the other two were drowned. I clung to the bottom of the boat and kept repeating my oath.” Mr. Bounce—“ Now, my man, what has kept you concealed all this time? Why have we never board of you' until now?” “I had no money, sir. I got here as quick as I could.” “But you seem to have told no one ol the wreck?” “No, sir.” “Why was that?” . “No one questioned me.” “That is a rather thin story. Do you know any one here?” “No, sir. I know the man whe shipped me. His name was Brownson.’’ His Honor—“ls there such a man iu the city?” I’laintid’a counsel—“ He is in th< courtroom, your Honor. He was ageui for ( apt. Baxter. ’ “It might be well to call h ! n.” “Stop a moment. Do yon recognize Mr. Brownson here?” “Yes, sir. There he is.” In the examination of Mr. Brownson it was shown that he remembered hiring Swanson. “ ow, Mr. Brownson, you ship a •_rnod many men in a season?” ‘Yes.’’ "Then how is it that you remember this particular one?" ••WeU,he is not the sort of a man that one is likely to forget. Besides, I thought he asked too much money, end we had a talk about that; but he seemed a good mao and I engaged him.” The jury fout and a verdict for the plain tiff without leaving thetr seats.—Detroit Fr* Prm. BUDGET OF FUN. HUMOROUS SKETCHES FROM VARIOUS SOURCES A Broken Heart—Only a Cyclone - Just So-Why They Slind dored A Domestic Scene, Etc., Eta “Pnpa,” she said as the old man came in late, “young Mr. Sampson offeied himself to me to-night and I refused him. And oh, papa, I am afraid his heart is broken.” “He told me about it,” said the old man. “Then you met him?” “Yes, ho is down at the Eagle playing billiards.”— New York Sun. It Was Only a Cyclone. “Did you ever see a cyclone?" “I should say so. Out in Kansas last summer, while I was eating dinner, a cyclone came along and turned the house completely upside down. Nearly killed all of us.” “What did you think about it?" “Think? I -think my wife had lost her temper again.”— Nebraska State Journal. Just So. Wife (pleadingly) “l’m afraid, George, you do not love mo as well as you used to do. ’’ Husband—“ Why?” W. —“Bccnuse you always let me got up to light the fire.” H.—“ Nonsense, my love! Your get ting up to light the tire makes me love you alt the more. ” — B/ston Courier. "Why They Shuddered. “No, Mamie,” said the fair haired girl with an air of tender melancholy, “I shall never love him again. It is all over.” “How can you say so, Gertie? He ia young, rich, iovos you dovotedly, and has such a beautiful, long, silken, heavy mustache ” “His mustache? O, don’t speak of it, I implore you. I saw him once, Mamie, just after he had taken a drink of butter milk 1” And the two friends shuddered nt they sat close together, looking silently in tho fire, while llicir shadows danced fitfully on the wall and the wind moaned'dis mally through the ghostly trees on tho outside,— Chicago Tribune. A Domestic Scene, The young mother sat in a low, easy rocker before the fire, her babe sleeping quietly on her knee, aud, although all was fierce and blustering without, every thing was quiet and cosy within. Gentle peace reigned in the household that night. “My dear,” said the lady, turning to her husbnnd, who was calmly eujoyiug evcuiUkL paper, “isn’t it a curious Us'-s-ff.thSlAE’i'ua tthouiasing the. are going loTlief' - r “No more so,” he replied, gazing at his infant's face with anxious fear, “than that baufes should smile just before they are going to raise the roof off with colic.” And presently all was fierce and blus tering within.— New York Sun. A Metle Otr. A German professor was remarkably absent-minded. Whenever he was busily engaged in his studio solving some ab struse problem, his wife wns iu the habit of bringing him his dinner. His favor ite dish was pancake and molasses. One day his wife brought him a lurgo pancake and a jug of molusses, and went down into the kitchen. I’retty.soon she heard the professor ring his bell. “Why is it, Gretchen, that you bring me nothing to eat except molasses? Why haveyou brought me no pancake?” asked the absent.-mined professor. “Acli Himmel!” exclaimed the wife “you have lucked the pancake around your neck, thinking that it was a nap kin.”—Tata* SiJtinrjH. Not to be Frightened. Tramp—“And you won’t give me the price of a supper and bed?” Kieh Man—“lf I gave you money, you would not use it for supper and bed.” T.—“ You’re a rich man, ain’t you?" It M.—“ Yes.” T.—“ Well, dye know the Scripture says, its easier for a camel to go througli the eye of a needle than for a rich man to enter the Kingdom of Heaven?” It M- —“Well, what of it?” T. “What of it? You’re a rich man; where do you expect to be when you’re dead?” It. M.—“ Where do you expect to be?” T. —“In Heaven, of course. I’m poor.” It M.—“ Well, after I’m dead I’ll be as poor as you are. Good evening.”— Bouton Courier. The World ot Matter. “Into how many classes is matter divided?” asked a Detroit teacher of a small boy Friday. ‘.'Three.” “What are they?” “Animal, vegetable and mineral.” “Namean example of animal matter?” “Beef.” “Of vegetable?” “Electric lights.” “What do you mean by saying that electric lights are vegetable? That is nonsense.” “Well,l heard my father say that the city ought to buy an electric, light plant and generate its own electricity.” During the progi e-s of the same lesson a youngster, after the lines defining the three kingdoms bad l.eei fully cx> plained, held up his hand. “Whatis it, Tom?” asked the teacher. •‘Please, what is hash?”— Detroit Free. Frees. The Way to Brooklyn. A sun burned old.fellow, with an oil cloth travelling bag, was sitting on a bench in the Fulton 1-erry house the other day. suddenly be arose from his seat, ac costed a pasting gentleman, and in quired : “Eh—kin you tell ms what time the boat lasvaar “Why, tbara's boats (saving every few minutes or te,” was the reply. “Every fsw minutes er so. hey ? W’l, whut't the 'teson this boat dm't etert then?” “What boat?” “W’y, this ’ere l-oat.” “Man alive! This ain’t the boat; this is the ferry house!” “Yew—don’t —sav so!” slowly ejacu lated the sun-burned old fellow. “The ferry house,” he went on with a foolish smile, “An’ here I’ve been a-waitin’ three hours for the blamed thing to start for Brooklyn!” And he rubbed his chin reflectively and walked on.— Travelers' Magaeine. A Grea’ Mistake. “Why didn't you get up and give her your seat or permit me to give her mine?” said a woman to her husband. They had just got off a car. The wo man's face expressed great anxiety of mind. “Why should we give her a seat?” the husband asked. “Just because she was so richly dressed, I suppose,” he added. “Is it possible, that you did not know her?” the wife exclaimed. “Of course. I am not supposed to know every well dressed woma-i who comes along.” “Oh, James, sho is our cook, and I am afraid she will treasure up against us our lack of courtesy.” “Why didn’t yoa tell me?” the hus band exclaimed. The woman did not reply, but trem bling violently, leaned heavily upon his arm.— Arkansan: Trareler. A Change of Tune. “William!” said tho old gentleman at tho breakfast table. “Sir!” .“I am not pleased to see you so much in the company of young Jobson. He is a dissipated young man, and he gambles. I should prefer that you avoid his socie ty.” “He gambles, father, I suppose. He can afford to. He has just made $ 100,- 000 in the wheat corner. ” “Well—still—you had better be care ful.” After a little while William rises from the table. “William!” “Sir!” “If Mr. Jobson is disennged this even ing you can bring him up to dinner. Per haps a little good example may save him —and, William, you can just tell him something about tho new mining com pany I am floating.”— San Francisco Chronicle. A Lake Disaster Retailed. Tho Lady Elgin, a lake stenmor, col lided with a sailing vessel named Augus ta, and sunk in Lake Michigan, Septem ber 8, 1800. There were 21)7 persons lost, many of whom were from Milwaukee, (.inly about one-fourth of those on board were saved. A song commemorative of the acc dent is given be'ow. It was sung, sn s tho Detroit Free Pres:, from Maine to California, ar.d will Still be a sad re minder to many who lost friends and relatives with that ill-fated steamer: TUB LADV MAI IN. L 1 p ird t JT linxrr rxj: ' LITgU, Forth fi-omlbe mansion door; Sweeping across the water And echoing along the shore; Caught by the morning breezes. Borne on the evening gale— Cometh tho voice of mourning, A sad and solemn wail. Chorus. Lost on the Lady Elgin, (Sleeping to wake no more; Numbered with that three hundred Who failed to reach tho shore. Oh, 'tis the cry of children Weeping for parents gone; Children who slept at evening But orphans woke at dawn; Sisters for brothers weeping, Husbands for missing wives— Such were the ties dissevered By those three hundred lives. Stanch was our noble steamer, l’recious tho freight she bore; Gaily sho loosed her cable A few short hours before; Grandly she swept our harbor, Joyfully rang her bell— Ah. little we thought e’er morning She would toll so sad a knell. How Chinamen Handle Hattlesntikes. While strolling through South Main street this afternoon a Tribune reporter was accosted by tbc keeper of a stand with the remark: “look here! Beauties, nin’t they?” holding up to view a raisin box, he rapped on the wire screen cover ing the top, and immediately was heard the well-known whirring noise made by tho California rattlesnakes. Coiled up in the box was a mass of snakes from three to six feet long, nearly tilling the box, wriggling and gliding into ap parently inextricable knots and constant ly in motion. This was explained to the reporter as anew industry which some boys living in the Santa Monica Mount ains have started. The “ rattlers” are caught by means of a slip-noose of cord and dumped into a tin box, and when the sport fails the tin box is covered and brought into town. The market man said that there is a fair commercial de mand for “rattlers” from the Chinese, nho use them as medicine, and they readily command from 50c to $1 each. The Chinese arc said to handle them with impunity, and a purchaser yester day thrust bis hand into the box and drew a large rattlesnake out, which he grasped by the back of the head with one hand and pulled open the snake’s mouth with the other hand, and ex amined his teeth with the shrewdness of a horse jockey in a horse trade —Lot Angeles (Oil.) 'J'rVnine. Extraordinary Hear Shooting. Mr. Jeff Smith, boss of the Sm't ranch on the Frio canon, while within five miles of his house in the mountains near Uvalde, Texas, encouutere 1 a large black hear in his path. Tying his horse to a tree he killed the bear, and hardly had the bear fallen when another came upon the spot, which with a bullet he dropped over the other. A third and a fourth appeared in succession, which he killed likewise, all falling, it is said, within s space of twenty feet. Hearsare so plentiful now that the meat is abundant,and our tables arc also supplied with venison. —Oal ettjii S'os. Thomas W. Malone, an old ste/imboat man, of Gallipoli;, <>., has invented a machine which he claim- will tohe the problem of p* r|etu*l motion it i* con structed on the principle of the inertia of (entrifugai force, A man may t-anigreMM truly by bolds log his tongue as by speaking onmjvir >4ly with hie lips SI.OO Per inn, la Adraiee. THE TWO WORDS One day a harsh word, rashly said. Upon an evil journey sped, And like a sharp and cruel dart. It pierced a fond and loving heart;' It turned a friend into a foe. And everywhere brought pain and woo, A kind word followed it one day, Flaw swiftly on its blessed way; ’ It healed the wound, it soothed the pain. And friends of old were friends again; It made the hate and auger cease. And everywhere brought joy and peaoe. But yet the harsh word left a trace The kind word could not quite efface, And though the heart its love regained, It bore a scar that long remained: Friends could forgivo but not forget Or lose the sense of keen regret Oh, if we would kut learn to know * ) How swift and sure our words oan go, How would we weigh with utmost care Each thought before it sought the air, And only Apeak the words that move Like white-Winged messengers of love? —L. E. Diektng , \ • PITH AND POINT. A land grabber—A steam shovel. Knows the ropes—The hangman.— Pittsburg Chronicle. The farther a man gets away trom a dollar the bigger it looks.— Statesman. The people of the territory of Dakota believe in a future state. — Washington Critic. Somehow men really seem to enjoy It when their tailors give them fits. —Detroit Free Press. The most elastic imagination fails to discern any beauty in city snow.—Phila delphia Times. The dishonest butcher is always wilt ing to meat his customomers half weigh. —Boston Transcript. Although he covets it from birth, And covets it through lifc’B brief span, Man never, never gets tho earth. It is the earth that gets the mam No man who sits cross-legged in a crowded street car cun ever be picked out by an admiring populace for a patriot.— Baltimore American. The man who has not anything to boast of but his illustrious ancestors is like a potato—tho only good belonging to him is under ground. When ice is thick, and deep's the snow, And winter days are drear OI Man wants but llttlo hero below Zero. —Boston Courier. Bobby (who lives iu an east side Har lem fiat) —“l J n, why arc they called ‘Apartment’houses? ” Father (a victim) —“Bocauae they come apart so easily.” — Epoch. A bride may be robed in yellow nnd stand with the bridegroom in a boworof yellow flowers and all that, but no amount of decoration will prevent the discovery of the couple’s greenness at tho firsthotol they put ua at- ■ Spring ricld Union. OK LY A LITTLE It was uoifgisr\ _ That the silence at rred. But an import sad had it— A knoll of despair To a loving pair— ’Twns her father’s one word. * Git!” —Hnslon Baitget. First, bottle-nosed man—“McGuffy, Ihere’s too Much money in the Treasury, I tell you.” So' ond Ditto—“Well,now, between you and me and the Secretary, I wish I could on,y get tho twist of me thumb on to about 23 cents av it.” —New York Journal. A Creston lover who addressed a love scented letter to the object of his affec tion, acting the young lady to become his partner through life, iuicribed on one corner of the envelop#: “Sealed proposal.” Tho result was he was awarded the contract. —Omaha Bee. “ llow bright the heavenly stars ar# to-night, Mr. Sampson.” “Ah, yes, Miss Smith, but th y arc dim nnd lusterlesa compared with certain earthly ones,” he said, looking into her eyes. “And the wind,” she went on, “how soft and low, as it gertly moves the chestnut trees.” Hour Glasses and Half-Honr Glasses. Long before hour glasse*, or sand glasses were used in churches to indi cate the time occupied in the delivery of sermons, they wero used in tournaments to limit the' duration of combats and prevent them from being really sanguin ary encounters. Of two adversaries en gaged in “a gentle passage of arms,” he was accounted victor who obtained the greater number of advantages before the sand had run from the glass turned at the commencement of the combat. Sand glasses were employed, also, in scholastic discussions. Pascal, for in stance, in one of his letters, mentions a discussion in which he took part in the Sorbonhe, when ho spoke for half an hour by the sand glass or sable. And they were, eventually, so identified with scholarship, as well as preaching, that artists frequently placed an hour glass as well as a book in the background of their portraits of eminent scholars. They were also made use of at sales. But though thus used in the fifteenth and sixteenth centuries, it was in the pulpit of the seventeenth century that they obtained their wider popularity, and on tombstones of the same period that they were most fre quently delineate 1. The high pew. or “puc,” as it used to be written, the long sermon and the hour g ass by the pulpit, are as vivid a presentment of Queen Anne's time, too, as would be the snuff - box, the clouded cane, or the fans and brocades of the fashionable folks who took fheair in the Mall. Precise and gentle George Herbert wrote down liis convfction that nn hour's duration was long enough for a sermon. Those are his words: ‘'The parson ex ceeds not an hour in preaching, because til ages have thought thata competency, snd he that profits notin that time will belike afterwards the same affections which msdo him not to profit before, making-him then weary,and o he grows from not relishing to iolbing." But w, must not assume that all sermons wero of a length that required an hour's atton tion. We may be sura, on tba contrary, that the sand in tha hour glass with which so many pulpits wera furnUbad was not always mu out b-fort tbs preacher brought hia discourse lose and— Th* gotosr, Dignity dots aoTcooliitl# poasaastag honors, but to deserving than. NO. 49.