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BY T. L. GANTT. Written for the Echo.] THOUGHTS. “ FRANK/’ I know that memory loves to wake The thoughts of “by gone days,” And touch the string of Fancy’s lute To half-forgotten lays. No picture made by linner’s art, Though framed in jewels rare, Can ever charm both eye and heart Like scenes from “ hours that were.” The music e’en of Tara’s harp, Though wild and sweet its flow, Can never move our inmost soul Like songs of “ long ago.” Ah ! true we had our trials then— They now cause no regret, The fragrance of the rose remains Its thorns we soon forget. But is it well to call them back ? Those days forever flown, To drive the present from our thoughts And list to memory’s tone ? Our life to-day will seem as bright When time each wound has healed, And with his dreamy, mystic veil The rugged path concealed. The pictured past we’ll live no more, Then turn it to the wall, Since joy that’s gone forever more ’Twere folly to recall. For well and truly can we say We twine a wreJlSth of sorrow, In thinking of bright yesterday And dreading dark to-morrow. Ju,nc 19, 1875. Our County Line. The Commissioners appointed by the counties of Greene and Oglethorpe to run and define the disputed line between said counties have discharged the responsible duties developing upon them. The Com mission consisted of the following gen tlemen : On the part of Green—Jeffer son F. Wright, Esq., County Surveyor, and Wm. It. Wilson, Esq. For Oglethorpe —Thomas B. Moss and John Hurt, Esqrs. The line as defined runs as follows : Be ginning at Clay’s bridge on Little river, thence in a direct line S. 73° 15 / W. 4& miles to the garden of W. R. Wilson, at Bairdstown ; thence N. 67' W. 10i miles to the mouth of Falling creek. Leaving Clay’s Bridge, the line crosses Hurricane creek twice ; passing John Armstrong’s, it throws his residence and gin-house in to Greene, and runs through Bairdstown between the Church and Academy (giv ing the former to Green the latter to Oglethorpe) to Mr Wilson’s garden. Here the line makes a deflection to the north, and as before stated, runs N. 67° 45' W. to the confluence of Falling creek with the Oconee river. At Mr. Hurt’s the line runs between the dwelling and gin-liouse, thence by Walter A. Partee’s, Mr. Zuber’s —formerly Daniel Hall’s and Elijah Wheeless’. The dwellings of Messrs. Hurt, Zuber and Wheeless being in Oglethorpe, and the gin-liouse of Mr. Hurt and the dwelling of W. A. Partee, Esq., in Greene. This is no new line, but the old line newly defined* We trust the line is now sufficiently definite to relieve our fellow citizens of that section from the annoyance and inconveniences to which they have been subjected for some years.— Greensboro Heralds The Wrong Corpse. —A serio-comic incident occurred in the West End yester day. A still-born babe which came into the family of Mr. J , a few squares west of Central avenue, was swaddled up and laid on a chair to await the arrival of tlie undertaker. Meanwhile a lady of the house had been out shopping, re turned and laid a valuable package of goods on another chair in the same room. When the undertaker came be was shown into the room and by mistake coffined the dry goods, which he afterward bur ied with the sympathetic tears of mourn ing relatives. In the evening the lady shopper took a bevy of friends to exam ine her purchases of the day in the dry goods line. Imagine their Wrror when the bundle was unwrapped to find the dead baby instead of the silks and laces. Of course the newly made grave was opened and the bundles exchanged in a manner pleasing to all.— Cincinnati Enquirer. He Knew How. —At an auction of household goods on Harrison avenue the other day, when a woman had made a bid on an old bureau worth about $2, a boy slipped around to another woman and whispered : “ You see that woman over there with a blue bow on ?” “ Yes.” “ Well, she says that no woman with a red nose can buy anything at this sale.” Thq woman with the red nose pushed her way into the crowd and ran the price of the bureau up to sl2, and as it was knocked down to her she remarked: “ I may have a red nose, but no cross eyed woman with a blue bow on can bluff me.” — Detroit Free Press. A Desperate Indian Fight.—Advi ces from the West say that W. D. Jen kins, United States Marshal, and William S. Street, Indian scout and guide, had a desperate fight with a band of Cheyenne In dians in Rawlins countv, Kansas, a few days ago. Jenkins and Street forti fied themselves at the head of a ravine and fought the Indians four hours, kill ing seven of them and finally driving them off. Another Carpenter Puzzle. —No. I—Take1 —Take a piece of board 12 inches square and cut 4 solid pieces 5x7 and one 2 inches square. No. 2 —Take a piece of board 5x7 inches, cut twice and get 1 piece 3$ inch es, ana 1 piece lxf inohes. ©oldljorfK €c!)o. DEVILTRIES. —What holds all the snuffin the world? jSo one nose. —When a gentleman asks to kiss a lady she now replies, “ Tilt-on.” —Paper coffins only cost $4 apiece. This is almost enough to tempt one to go. —What word is always pronounced wrong, even by the best scholars ?—Wrong. —Jackson, Miss., is just now excited about a “ mysterious hana.” Five aces, prob ably. —When is a young man’s arm like the Gospel? When it maketh glad the waist places. —A smart Kansas woman, who wanted some hair for plastering, shaved her dog and got it. —What is it which has a mouth and never speaks, and a bed and never sleeps ? A river. —Ben Butler renounces the Devil and his works! This a striking case of filial dis obedience. —“ Is the Beecher trial over ?” asked one New Yorker of another, “ Yes, over in Brooklyn.” —There’s no reason Vinnie Ream shouldn’t be a good singer. There’s twenty choirs in a Beam. —Young McCusick, over on Tenth street, will never be pretty again. Cause loafing around the rear porch of a mule. —Young man, when your intended strikes at a croquet ball, and hits her favorite corn, burst if you must, but do not laugh. —A good-natured Westfield man fol lowed Tom Hamilton a block and a half to whisper to him his street sprinkler was leaking. —“ Hullo, Bub ! trying to get an appe tite for your dinner?” “Well, n-o-o, not exactly ; fact is, I’m trying to get a dinner for my appetite.” —A boy writing a letter to his sister, said: “ Sarah, Jane Gibbs is dead, and her mother’s got twins. They are girls, and this is awful weather for ducks.” —“ Ma,” said a little boy, approach ing his mother and exhibiting unmistakable symptoms of a severe pain in the bowels, “do green apples grow in heaven ?” —lt’s astonishing to see how little there is in some ladies in these days of con tracted skirts. And it is equally astonishing to see how much there is of some others. —“You need a little sun and air,” said a physician to a maiden patient seeking his advice. “If I do,” was the curt reply, “ I’ll have to wait till I get a husband.” —lt has been discovered that onions are a sure destroyer of worms in children. We suppose its puts them to sleep, in which con dition they fall an easy prey to the early bird. —lf the ladies take another reef in their dresses they will need to get outside them when walking. They now look like a pair of one-legged pants of a peculiar pattern. —“ If you want fun,” remarked old Similax, leaning over the gate and working the gravel with his hare toes, “you ougliter see my wife dig taters when she’s tearin’ mad.” —A good and true man who chews to bacco has invented a washable gutta percha shirf-front. lie will have a monument of na vy and fine-cut quids erected over his grave when he dies. —The postoffices are complaining of the great number of boxes of grasshoppers that Western sufferers are sending east through the mails. Thus far, however, not a post master has been lost. —The worst case of selfishness that ever has been presented to the public, emana ted from a youth who complained because his mother put a bigger mustard plaster on his younger brother than she did on him. —“Georgy,” said a benevolent old gentleman to the youthful son of a family he was visiting, “ what are you going to do when you become a man ?” “ Whale Joe Perkins,” was the prompt but sanguinary reply. —He held the old shirt up by the neck before discarding it forever, but he wasn’t mourning for the garment. lie only said thuslv : “ I wish I had all the drinks again that have gone through that old neck band.” —When you see a woman with a raw hide hid in the back drapery of her morning wrapper, and calling William Henre-e-e in a key about four octaves above high €, you may know that a whaling expedition is about to set sail. —“ Now, where’s my summer pants?” yells the impatient husband, after a fruitless hunt from cellar to attic; and his wife timidly points to a pair of china Samuels on the mantel-piece and meekly murmurs, “ they were so cheap.” —A married man in New Hampshire has adopted an original method of economy. One morning, recently, when he knew his wife would see him, lie kissed the servant girl. The house expenses were instantly re duced S3O per year. —A subscriber asks an exchange if there is “any way to get the hair out of but ter ?” And the editor says he only knows of one way, and that is to scare the butter so bad that hairs will stand on end, and then pull them out individually. —When a dog bites a Tennessee man the man can recover one dollar damages from the owner, but the poor dog never recovers — which is doubtless owing to the inferior quali ty of whiskey imbibed by the man. And this is called justice in Tennessee. —A young fellow eating some Che shire cheese, mil of skippers, at a tavern one night, exclaimed: “ Now I have done as much as Sampson, for I have slain my thou sands and tens of thousands.” “ Yes,” retort ed another, “ and with the jaw bone of an ass.” —A most remarkable illustration has just been furnished of the overmastering force of genuine patriotism. Twenty newly-mar ried couples stopped at a Philadelphia’ hotel one night last week, and nineteen of the brides sat up until after 12 o’clock reading Centennial tracts. —Here’s a well regulated family for you. A husband and wife stepped up to a Troy bar the other day and had a drink to gether. She called for whiskey straight, he for whiskey straight; then they paid for the score, and ‘walked out arm-in-arm, as uncon cerned as if they were not the initiators of a great moral reform, CRAWFORD, GEORGIA, FRIDAY MORNING JUNE 25, 1875. THE TORPEDO OHIOKEH. Important, if True, to Owners of Henroosts. [From the Memphis Avalanche.] There is great consternation among a certain rather numerous class of our colored population, known as chicken lifters, owing to two very mysterious ac cidents which occurred to members of the brotherhood last Friday night. It is a fact as well established as that the world revolves on its axis, that nicely baked chicken pie, in large and frequent doses, is essential to many a darkey’s happiness. If the dishonest ones have not enough of Spinner’s autographs to get the chief ingredient honestly, they first discover a densely populated hen roost, provide themselves with a box of matches (liberally tipped with sulphur), and after bribing the dogs about the place with a nice piece of beef, spiced with strychnine, sally forth for a raids about the time when church-yards even grow sleepy and yawn. This trait of character is so well-defined that to pre sent any opposition to its free exercise almost amounts to a violation of that part of the Constitution which guaran tees protection to every man in the pur suit of happiness. It is even said that the late lamented Sumner at one time contemplated presenting a bill in Con gress, supplementary to the civil rights bill, whicn should make it a crime pun ishable with imprisonment for a man to keep a shot gun who was engaged in the Eoultry business. But, alas! he died efore his mission was fulfilled, and this fair land transformed into an Eden for chicken-lifters. No city in the country has suffered more from this class of vaga bonds than Memphis, but, thanks to French ingenuity, a panacea for the growing evil has been discovered, and its name is “the torpedo chicken.” This little machine is as near a chicken as human skill can make it. It is covered with feathers, with perfect head, legs and wings. It is soft to the touch, and the legs and wings are flexible and can be moved and placed in positions similar to those of a genuine chicken, and when set upon a perch the deception cannot be discovered by an expert. Like other chickens, too, if a burning match is placed near its nose it topples off the perch, and when it does it falls with the weight and destructiveness of a bomb shell. Inside of the automaton is placed a torpedo, which explodes if it is taken by the legs or struck with any force. Hearing of this ingenious machine a Front-street merchant recently ordered a number of them with which to experi ment. Some half dozen of them were secretly distributed Friday to persons who complained of annoyance from chicken-thieves, and about the time oth er chickens seek their roosts they were placed conspicuously in the hen-house, and the persons setting them retired to bed to await results. A widow lady named Mrs. P. Simmons, living in Fort Pickering, who has been much annoyed, and whose watch-dog was poisoned only a few nights since, was so anxious to know the result of the experiment that she sat up to await the coming of the visitors. About 1 o’clock she heard some subdued voices outside the fence which surrounds her house, and soon after the scrambling noise made by a person climbing over the fence. Soon there was a fluttering in the hen-house, a sub dued cackle, and then a noise like the discharge of a heavily loaded gun. An agonized shriek of pain and retreating footsteps told of the success of the ma chine. The lady, who before was filled with anger and thought only of ven geance on thejthieves who had so frequent ly taken her chickens, was now filled with alarm and half-way regretted having used the torpedo chicken. She did not have the courage to go out doors alone, but called to a neighbor who had been aroused by the report. He accompanied her to the hen-house, where a great noise was being made by the surviving chick ens. Several had been killed and some maimed by the explosion. A search was made for the torpedo chicken, which was finally found among the wreck of poultry. The body of the machine was blown to atoms; but its two legs were found intact, tightly grasped by a huge black hand, which had been literally torn from the arm. Death never held tighter to a dead nigger than did this negro’s dead hand grasp those two chick en legs. As before stated, the negro ran away as fast as it was possible in his wounded condition, and if any one finds a negro with a hand freshly shot off, let him inform Chief Athy of the fact. Another negro was brought to grief the same night, by one of the same in struments, in the eastern suburbs. Traces of blood were discovered leading from the chicken roost, and it is believed he will be arrested. This is, indeed, a great invention, and vastly superior to a trap-gun. Its gener al use will soon rid our city of the large number of chicken thieves who infest it. The inventor, when he dies, should be canonized. W —■ Out in Mount Vernon, Ohio, the wo men have now got things reduced to a system. Instead of being at the trouble to go around in the mud to pray and sing, they iust put'up a sentry box in front of each saloon, and station a lady in it to take down the name and note the condition of every man who enters or leaves it. It is said to work like a charm. The fair sentries delight in their duty, and do not welcome the sound of the peti eoat that indicates the approach of the relief. The occupation has an irresisti ble attraction for the feminine mind,com bining as it does the present charm of minding other folk’s business, the perma nent utility of laying up so reliable a stock of gossip as these observations afford, and finally, the comfortable sense of serving a great moral reform. Colored people in Georgia own prop erty worth $6,00,0000. A MYSTERIOUS BOOK. The Strange Works of Abertns Magnus and John George Hohman—How to Heal and Cure by Words and Signs. [From the Reading (Pa.) Eagle;] John George Hohman is not generally known as one of Berks county’s authors and writers,yet he published a work which found considerable sale throughout the county. It is a small volume of 72 pages, and is a “collection of mysterious and invaluable arts and remedies for man as well as beast, with many proofs of their virtue and efficacy in healing diseases, etc., the greater part of which was never seen until 1820.” The book starts out with a remedy for hysterics. The hand is to be laid on the heart and the following words spoken: “ Matrix, patrix, lay thyself right and safe, or thou or I shall on the third day fill the grave.” For hysteria and colds this remedy is given. It must be strictly attended to every evening: “It is to'put off’ your stockings and rub the flesh carefully be tween the toes.” To cure worms the following must be repeated three times. At the end of the first time the patient must be tapped once in the back, twice for the second, and three times for the third. The words are: “ Mary, God’s mother, traversed the land, holding three worms close in her hand; one was white, the other was black, and the third was red.” If you are being slandered and want to prevent it, “ take off your shirt and turn it wrong side out, and then run your two thumbs down to your thighs.” Following words repeated will cure colic: “ I warn ye colic fiends ! There is one sitting in judgment whospeaketh. There, beware, ye fiends.” The following is saidjto be a good remedy for fever : “ Good morning, dear Thurs day. Take away from (me) the "77 gold fevers. O thou, dear Lord, take them away! This must be used on Thursday for the fist time, on Friday for the second time, and on Saturday for the third time, and each time thrice.” “To attach a dog to a person, try to draw some of your blood and let the dog eat it along with his food, and he will stay with you. Or scrape the four cor ners of your table while you are eating, and continue to eat with the same knife. Let the dog eat the scrapiugs, and he will also stay with you.” Asa precaution against injuries it ad vises a person to carry the right eye of a wolf fastened inside of his right sleeve. “ If you call upon another to ask for a favor, take care to carry a little of the five finger grass with you—you shall certainly obtain what you want.” “To catch plenty of fish, take rose seed and mustard seed, and the foot of the weasel, and hang these in a net, and the fish will certainly collect there.” The root of iron weed tied around the neck will cure running ulcers, and will cure the piles if the roots are boiled in honey and drank; it also clears the breath. Children who carry it are easily educated, and grow up cheerfully and very well. For wild fire repeat the words: “ Wild fire and the dragon, flew over the wagon ; the wild fire abated and the dragon ske ated.” To stop pains or smarting in a wound : “ Cut three small twigs from a tree, all to be cut off in one cut, rub one end of each twig in the wound* and wrap them separately in a piece of white paper, and put them in a dry place.” To destroy warts: “ Roast chicken feet and rub the warts with them, then bury the feet under the eaves.” To cure toothache “stir the tooth with a needle until blood flows; then soak a thread in it; take vinegar and flour and make a paste and spread it on a rag. Wrap this rag around the root of an apple tree, and tie it with the thread.” To banish whooping cough cut three small bunches of hair from the crown of the head of a child that has never seen sew this up in an unbleached rag and hang it around the person’s neck. For burns, say “ burn I blow on thee;” it must be blown on three times in the same breath, like the fire by the sun. To stop bleeding, count fifty back wards and when you arrive at three, it will all be over. “ If you burn a large frog to ashes, and mix the ashes with water, you will ob tain an ointment that will, if put on any place covered with hair, destroy it, and prevent it from growing again.” A pow-wow for sore mouth reads: “If you have the scurvy, or quinsey too, I breathe my breath three times on you.” For consumption, say: “ Consumption, I order thee out of the bones into the flesh, out of the flesh upon the skin, out of the skin into the wilds of the forest.” Another cure for burn reads : “Three holy men went out walking. They did bless the heat and the burning ; they blessed that it might quickly cease.” To cure a snake bite, say: “ God has created all things, and they were good; thou on If serpent art damned, cursed be thou and thy sting. Zing, zing, zing.” Mr. Hohman goes on to give many more remedies of the above class. The words given are spoken over the patient, and if the ailment is a cut, bruise, burn, wound or sprain of any kind, the opera tor blows upon it at the same time re peating the words. The text of the book was first published iu 1820 in this country, and it is something like the book written by Albertus Magnus in the 17th century. Since those early periods the beliefs of the people have gently changed. Mrs. Mary Walker, wife of Joseph Walker, though entirely blind, can knit as nice a pair of stockings as any young lady in Carroll county, Ga., and not only this, but has pieced a quilt of different colors, and placed every piece to its prop er place. He Didn't Advertise in Newspapers. [From the Baltimore American.] No, he said, he didn’t believe in ad vertising in the newspapers. Didn’t think it did him any good—money thrown away. “ But don’t you advertise in any way ?” we asked. “ Oh, yes,” he replied’ “ I spend a good deal of money in advertising. Now here is a good thing I have inves ted in to-day. It is a tooth-pick with my name and business stamped on it. I have paid a man fifty dollars to have my business card stamped on every tooth pick used at the hotels in this city for one year. “ How does he manage it ?” “ Easy enough. He keeps an agent stationed at each hotel, day and night, furnished with a stamp, and when a man steps up to take a tooth-pick he dexter ously stamps one for him, and there is one on the tooth-pick : A. PU NKINHE AD, *• i GROCERIES & THINGS.; “ I am informed,” he continued, “that four hundred thousand eight hundred and seventy-two tooth-picks are used by the Cincinnati hotels every year, which is equal to that many business cards of mine distributed to the public. Now' fifty dollars wouldn’t buy that number of business cards and insure their distri bution.” “ Certainly not, but this inscription on the tooth-picks must be very small ; I don’t see how it can be read.” “Nothing easier, my dear sir. You see each agent carries a small microscope to assist people in making it out. But that isn’t the only advertising plan I am in with. You see this piece of rag with my card printed on it? Yes; well you probably couldn’t guess what it is for. I’ll tell you. It’s for doing up a sore finger.” “ What has a sore finger got to do with advertising ?” “ Everything, my dear sir, everything. There are over a million sore fingers in America every year. At a very moderate expense an advertising firm in Philadel phia prints my cards on rags like these and furnishes them to victims of sore fingers free of charge, so they will use them in preference to all others. A mil lion of these rags are sent to all parts of the United States, and I am only requir ed to pay one hundred and fifty dollars for the privilege of having my name on them.” “ And you paid it ?” “ Certainly I did. I had to, in order to prevent any other man from getting the chance ahead of me.” “A sore finger, then, you consider a better advertising medium than an estab lished and popular newspaper ?” “ Well, yes, in this case. Been travel ing lately ?” “Yes; made a trip to Minnesota and lowa not long ago.” “ Then you must have seen my busi ness card painted in black letters on a white board and nailed to the telegraph poles ?” We hadn’t seen anything of the kind. “ Singular if you didn’t. A man came along last fall and collected one hun dred dollars of me for nailing such a board on every telegraph pole in the United States. That was his contract, and I paid him the money on his affida vit that the work was done. But per haps you wasn’t noticing the telegraph poles. No, I don’t believe I will put any advertisement in your paper this w T eek. You see I am advertising a good deal now.” Just then a man came in and collec ted a bill for sticking Punkinhead’s card on every balloon that went up during 1874, and effected anew contract for 1875 with what he called the “ diving bell suppliment,” agreeing to attach a card to all diving bells that go down in 1875 without extra charge, a compli ment, as he said, to their regular adver tisers. When we left another advertis ing agent was laying before Punkinhead the great advantage of investing in a patent stamp to be attached to the seats of boy’s pants when they go skating. When they get a fall his name and busi ness will be neatly stamped upon the ice, so that all who skate may read. When it comes to judicious advertising the race of Punkinheads are very nu merous. The family blacking box is a good deal like the widow’s cruse of oil, in that it never runs out. Salt is cheaper than blacking, the first cost considered, but one box of blacking will outwear a bar rel of salt. Blacking is the cheapest ar ticle of home consumption. It goes fast when the box is new r , but towards the last it becomes sort of perennial, which leads us to believe that the most endur ing of it is never put in the middle of the box, but around the edge. When worn down to the edge and not peeled off with a knife, a box of blacking will last an ordinary family for pretty steady use, for about ten years. In fact, we never knew a box thus treated to wear out at all; and it is only w’hen it becomes lost through some carelessness that the head of the house gets anew supply. With such a box and a bald-headed brush a family can look upon the approach of war or famine w’ith marked composure. The Growth of London. —The me tropolis of the British Empire,the largest city the world ever saw, covers, within fifteen miles radius of Charing Cross, nearly 700 square miles, and numbers within these boundaries 4,000,000 inhab itants. It contains more Jews than the whole of Palestine, more Homan Catho lics than Rome itself, more Irish than Dublin, more Scotchmen than Edinburg. The latest sensation in Twiggs county is a snake fight, in which a black runner vanquished a chicken snake. VOL. I--N0.38. Mrs. Gavett’s Box. [From the Detroit Free Press.] There is not a kinder-hearted, more benevolent woman in Detroit than Mrs. Gavett. Last year she was on the com mittee to canvass for aid for the grass hopper sufferers, and this year she intends to send them a large box of her own get ting up. She had Gavett bring up a box the other day, and when it had been S laced in the shanty she put on a calico ress, tied on a check apron and ram bled around the house to pick up enough articles to fill the box and have it sent off next day. Her greatest anxiety was the fear that the box was too small for one-half the things she wanted to send. Opening a closet door she took down an old coat, one that her husband threw away two years ago. “ I’ll send that for one thing,” she mused, as she held it up. “ I don’t know though—that’s a pretty good coat. Put a patch on that elbow and Thomas can wear it half the summer.” She placed it on a chair, and took down one of her old dresses. “ I’ll make some farmer’s wife glad with this,” she said, as she shook out the folds and held it up. “ Let’s see! Why, there isn’t a hole in either sieve—skirt all right—waist almost as good as new, 1 believe I can sell that dress second hand for enough to buy me a bracelet.’* The dress was laid beside the coat,and she hauled out Gavett’s boots. The heel of one was run over, and there was a hole in the toe-of the other. “ They’ll do for someone to plough in,” she soliloquized, as she took them over to the light. “ Some farmer—ah I Whv, these are good boots ! I believe I could get them fixed up for 50 cents so that Thomas could wear them half the win ter. I don’t believe in throwing any thing away even if we are well off.” The boots were set aside, and she took down a bundle of children’s clothing. “ Ah ! I can send these and make lit tle hearts glad 1” she whispered as she un tied the bundle. “The children have outgrown them, and they will be a prize to some Kansas Sakes alive 1 but these garments are almost as good as the day they were made up! I believe I can sell them to the washerwoman for at least $2, and as soon as I get $2 more I can buy me anew braid.” She tied the bundle up and stuck her head into the closet and brought out an other dress. “ A hole in each elbow—skirt torn half off,” she mused as she turned it over, “ I’ll send this anyhow. Some mother can take it and get enough cloth out of the skirt to make her little girl a bran new- . Here, what was I thinking of ? Why, this is exactly the stuff I want for the blue stripe in that new rag carpet. If I’d known this dress was in the house I’d have cut it up last week.” She unlocked another closet, peered in and hauled out Gavett’s old overcoat one worn out and stained and kicked around for a year. “ That will do splendidly!” she said, as she held it up. “It isn’t very nice, but some farmer can wear it to chop in. Ah! hold on! I want that lining to made a cushion for my rocking chair, and Jennie will want these buttons for her string, and the rest of the coat’ll make a beautiful rug to lay in front of the lounge. I’d like to send it, but proba bly it wouldn’t be appreciated, or proba bly someone else will send a better one.” She rummaged around for a full hour, and when she got through the chamber her floors were piled high with old “ duds.” Those she meant to keep were placed on the right—those she meant to send away on the left. On the left w-as a wall-basket made of hoop-skirt wire. She hasn’t sent the box yet, but she means to. She knows that all should contribute to the relief of the suffering and distressed. The Ages at which People Marry. A comparative statement has been pub lished of the ages at which marriages are legal in the several States of Europe, which is interesting and suggestive. There is it is to be observed, a mark difference in regard to the legal restric tions between the Northern and South ern countries, being the result, no doubt, partly of moral, but mainlv of physical reasons. The Danish or Russian youths are several years slower than the Italians or Spaniards in reaching physical puber ty. In Russia marriage cannot be legal ly contracted until the males are eigh teen and the females sixteen, and in Denmark until the males are twenty and the females eighteen. On the other hand, Spanish youth marry at fourteen and twelve, and it is the same in Greece and Hungary, Italy, at a comparatively recent date, has become more liberal and progres sive, and the standard has been raised, being now eighteen and fifteen respec tively. The highest standard is found in Baden and Hesse Darmstadt, where a man must be twenty-five and a woman twenty-one before they can legally mar ry. The marital legislation of the south of Europe seems to nave been generally based on purely physical considerations, while that of the north has taken into account mental and moral maturity and the capacity to engage in business, and thus support a family. The paternal care of the German governments for the social well- being of their subjects is es pecially apparent. France has, like Italy, raised the standard of age, which is now placed at eighteen and fifteen respectively, and this is the general ten dency. Villainy of the most atrocious type is not confined to sections. The body of Miss Ada Marble, a young lady of irre proachable character, who went out alone to take a walk Sunday, near Harmony, Maine, has been found in the river. In dications point to-outrage and murder.