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A. UMrtMATt UjUIBIAIU
An acctnrrettoelias lately transpired at
Nice. A notorious-habitue of the Cas
ino, who had made bis money-principal
\f there, hatf set op a vehicle, a pair of
Horses, “ tiger,” anil all, and cut quite a
swell thriving in the neighborhood.
One day as he was riding in the envi- !
ions of the town upon the fine roads,
when his-etwaot sitting upon the raised
Box behind, who had been* feeling some
what uneasy at not receiving his wages
for some time, seeing that his master was
alone ventured to ask him if he would
not make it con venient to pay hitm
The master was in a good humor and
asked;
“ How much isit, La Fleur ?
“ One hundred and twenty-five livres,
may it please you monaier.”
Very well, here it is,” said the master,
spreading.the sum in paper currency
upon the seat of the vehicle.-
“ Now, La Fleur, have you a pack of
oards with yen ?”
“ Certainly,” answered the obsequious
lackey. “ Lai ways carry them,, mom
seur,” producing thocards at once.
“ That is well. Now I will be banker,
and you shall play against me, I will
take the front seat, the bacbshaLl serve
for our table..
The lackey assented to this, amused at
his master's- condescension. Luck was
rnther o> the master’s side, but both men
became quite eager in the game thinking
ofthaLand that onlv_
Little by little the footman’s money
was going,.until albtliat was left ot bis
wages ww live livres: He began to feel
anxious, whenisuddenly the - luck turned
au! he won the whole suuw back with
every soudiis master had about hi mi
Piqpediat his loss, the master wagered
siis horse, wliieli the lackey, wonj then its
mate, next the harness andl lastly the
carriage 'itself. Luck ran all one way
and the servant,.La Fleur, won- every
thing. The master took out his watch
and put ittdhwmagainst a' given sum.
r llhe card# were shuffled :.the lacky won.
lihare-nething more, La Fleur; you
Have cleaned me out,’ r Baidlthe-bfi.lt. des
perate-gambler.
Xl]eservant was in high spirits at his
strange run of luck.
Heroare n.hundred levres, monseur,
I!wtlLstake them;against your position,
if.you wimthejvare yours.. If you lose
we change seats?”'
“Agreed.”
Hie cardi wore shufilbd. la Fleur
won and the vehicle returned to Nic.*
with its former master sitting in the ser
vant’s box behind .La Fleur inside !
AWUKDEHFVL OLOt K.
Strolling through the streets of Labeck,
If happened.to pass St. Mary’s church
near the hoar of.neoßf-a.ncl entered to see
the famous dock perform its little tricks,
which it has repeated*day by day for
over three hundred years. This ancient
■piece of m ech.°.iical ski lid is- place near j
the main altar; , and has aduige and be- |
vrtldbring complicated dial, showing the
oecond, minute, hitr, day, month, year,
and relative position: of the moon and
planets all at once. Or a miniature
semi-circular gallery above the dial is-the
figure of Christ seated! on< a throne.
With the last stroke of twelve, melodi
ous chimes play a verse of some hymn,
and at the same time a little door on the--
right of the gallery opens, and a figure in
apostolic garb appears advancing slowly
until it reaches the throne, when it turns
and bows before the Saviour and then
goes ou again, disappearing through a
door on the left. Eleven apostles pass
through in this manner, but the twelfth,
who is said to be Judas only shows his
face, when the door is shut on him. I
oould not help pitying the poor wooden
apostle, who has been subjected to this
mortifying treatment for three hundred
years. St. Peter comes in for his share
of rebuke in the shape of a cock which
makes an effort to crow three times,- bat.’
though he flops his wings as lively as
ever, his voice was injnred by a cold
oaught in the severe Winter of 1724, from
which he never recovered.
JOSH BILLINGS IXai KES HIS LIFE.
I kum to the ■conclusion lately, that
life wasso onsartin that the only way for
me tu stand &. fair- chance with other
folks waz to get my lifeir.sured, and so I
kalled on the ageut of the “Garden An
gel Life Insurance Cos.” and answered
the following questions which wan put tu
me over the top ova pare ov gold specks,
by a slick little round gray head, and as
pretty a little- belly on him <ea a man
ever owned:
Ist. Ate yon mail or femail? if so
pleze state how.long yo thave been so.
2d. Are you subject to fiis, atsd if so,
do yu have more than one at a*time.
3d. What is yure precise fighting
weight ?
4th. Did yu ever have enuy ancestors,
and if so, how meny, and -of what sex ?
sth. What is yure legal opinion of the
constitutionality of the 10th command
ment?
6th. Do yu ever have and night mares ?
7th. Are yu married on single, or are
yon a bachelor?
Bth. Do yu beleave in a tutor state ; if
yu du, state it?
9th. What are yure private sentiments
about a rush of rats tu the head ? Can
it be did successfully f
10th. Hav yu ever committed suicide,
and if so,/how did it seem to effect you ?
£l)c #gktljorjje €c!|®.
BY T. L. GANTT.
TROt BLE lit’ THE CHOIR.
There was something so unusual in the sing
ing of the choir
That? the Elder looked up mildly from the
tenth of Jeremiah,
And with readjusted eyeglass looked along
the foremost row,
While a hundred necks were twisted-in a stare
from all below.
As before the rolling thunder comes a distant,
wailing moan,
There was pressage of disturbance in the very
organ’s tone.
Just the popping of the pickets, ere the bat
ties awfal din,
Or the tuning of the fiddles ere the orchestra
begin.
An unprejudiced observer might have seen
with half an eye
There was waiting an explosion that would
blow them all sky-high,
Or spontaneous combustion, to accept a mod
ern name,
That was waiting just a motion to burst forth
into llame.
The Soprano sat in grandeur, with her book
before her face,
With her back comb turned inianger on the
Alto and the Bass;
While the Tenor stood beside' her with-an
elevated nose,
And the Organist pawed madly at the pedals
with his toes.
How could any one but Angels sing when
they were feeling so ?
Though the hymn was “Songs of Gladness,”
they would make it “ Sounds of Woe.”
When we sing about devotion, some devotion
. we must feel,
Or our plaintive tones of worship will partake 1
somewhat of squeal.
But the Alto sang her solo, and then left it to
the Bass,
Who was gnawing at his moustache, and was
looking for the place ;
While the Organist in anger, sungthe leading
part alone,
And the Tenor tried to follow, but it ended in
a groan.
As the horror-stricken people heard the dis
cord rising higher.
It was patent to the simplest there was troub
le in the choir.
And the Organist, in fury, closed the organ
with a crasii,
And the Alto sobbed in anguish, and the
choir had gone- to smashj.
When the Elder .rent among them with a
view to reconcile,
The Soprano told her story with a sanguinary
smile;
It appeared the wretched Chorister had in
troduced a.girl
With a bran new style of singing, and a most
distracting curl.
But, to cap the’bitter climax, this usurper wore
a hat;
Just a cluck, a gem, a beauty, and it made the
rest look flat;
And the straw that broke the carnet's- back
and made the wreck complete—
She came early Sunday morning and usurped
the leading scat.
When the Elder asked the Tenor why he left,
he said : “ Because
The Soprano said his chest tones sounded just
like filing saws;
And he overheard the Alto one night whisper
to the Bass,-
That a man with such a moustache was a pal
pable disgrace.”
Ami tire Bass informed the Elder that he sac
rificed his views
When he came and joined the Elders choir,
to help fill up his pews.-
He was an Episcopalian, and if people thought
he'd take
Any nonsense from a Baptist, they had made
a great mistake.
Tfierrthe Organist and Alto both put in an
injured look,
Saying something in an undertone about a
change of book;
And the Elder overheard them; as he gently
closed the door,
Use the words, “ A poor old Fogy,” and “ A
sentimental Bore.”
AN EXTRAORDINARY SHIPWRECK.
It is a curious thing to find a wreck
due, not to the ship striking a rock, but
to a rock striking the ship, yet this is
what to have happened in the
case of the iron screw steamer Night
Templar, which, on February 23d, off
the Gulf ofTnnis, seems to have been
struck bv a*roek from a submarine vol
cano, while in 1,000 fathoms of water, at
a distance of ten mules from the nearest
known group of rocks, .
The shock was accompanied by a rum
bling noise and by a seething of the sea
into white foam all round: the ship, and
though the ship was nob stopped in l her
course, she soon began to fiH, aud had to •
be stared to the Island of Galita, where
the captain ran her onshore in a shallow
place, which he accomplished within four
hours of the submarine shock. When
examined by divers, and subsequently
in desk in Malta, it appeared that, at a
distance of about fifteen feet from the l
stem of the vessel, some nine or ten feet
had been torn out of her by something
which crossed her course at right angles,
and the ship had also been struck in a
similar manner on the after part from the
same direction, and a. good part of her
keel twisted.
Mr. William Coppin, ex'SUFveyor to
the Board of Trade, who gives this ac
count at length, is evidently quite satis
fied that a rock, driven through the sea
by a submarine volcano, had struok and
wrecked the ship. It is hard for the
sailors that, at the very time when man
is contriving such frightful torpedoes
for their destruction, the earth herself
should begin exploding natural torpedoes
upon them, without even the warning
of a declaration of war.
LEXINGTON, GEORGIA, FRIDAY MORNING, JULY 6, 1877.
MARTIN HOLT S TEM
TATION.
“A mother-in-law is bad enough,” j
cried out Isidore Holt, holding up her j
pretty dimpled hands in comic dismay, '
“but a ‘ step- mother-in-law !’ No, no,
Martin; I won’t have her here to visit
me.”
“She has been kinder and more con>
stunt than au own mother to me, Isidore,” t
he said pleadingly. “ For my sake, dear, '
lay aside this foolish and unfounded
prejudice, and invite her down here.”
But Isidore shook her sunny head.
“Not I,” declared she. “ I know she’s
a horrid old cat by her very looks, and I(-
! for one, will not have the peace and pri
vacy of my home invaded by any such
dragoness. Let her stay with you cous
in, Georgina. Iks over a shop, to be
sure, but I'daresay it’s quite as elegant a
place as she has been accustomed to.”
“ Yes, but Isidore”
" I wonit-have her here,” reiterated
Isidore, stamping her little foot reso
lutely upon the bearth-rog ; “ and that'
settles the matter.”
Martin was silent a moment or tlvo.
He was too deeply wounded and hurt in
his tenderest feelings to venture to ex
press himself on the spur of the moment,
but he spoke presently in a changed
and constrained tone of voice.
“Atleast,” he said, “you will do my
mother the honor to receive her for a few
minutes, inasmuch as she has come all
this distance to see you.”
“Oh, certainly, I’ve no objection to
that,” said Isidore, lightly, as she rose and
laid aside her work.
And neither of the young couple knew
that Mrs. Simeen Holt, sitting in the
adjoining room, the door to which Mar
tin had neglected to close quite sufficient
ly. had overheard the whole colloquy.
Georgina Wade, who, as a mere gro--
cer.’s wife, living over the shop, was con
siderably looked down upon by Mrs.-
Martin Holt, shook her head when they
spoke of the young bride.
“ It may he all very well, Aunt Alice.”
said she; “but people do say Isidore
Holtis-living at a most extravagant rate,
considering-Martin is only a cashier, on
a limited I really think some
one ought to'reason with her.”
Aunt Alice shook her head mildly.
“ But I anrecarcely the one to do it,”
she said.
It was only the next day-, that Mrs.
Holt brought her husband aslip of pa
per as he sat at the breakfast-table.
“ What is it?” he asked, vaguely.
“ It’s a hill, dear, from Callahan and
North’s. Rather more than I thought'!’
bad spent, hut one never knows how
these things are going to count up. And
I wish you’d pay it at once, for they’ve
sent it in twice before, and they are
positively getting t quite insolent about
it.”
But Isidore did not add that’ she her
self had lasted ’courage until “now, to
confess to her husband how extravagant
she had been.
He looked at the bill with actual dis
may.
“ Three hundred ’dollars*!” he ejacula
ted. “In three months ! ’ Isidore,. how
is this?”
‘‘ I’m sure it’s notso very much,” said
Isidore, trying-to keep up the old defiant'
ring*in her voice. “To be sure, I might
have done without the/Indian shawl, but
Mrs. Ponsoby said it was such a bargain.
And no wardrobe is-complete without an
Indian shawl, and” -
“ Isidore,” said the husband hoarsely,
“areyou trying to ruin me? Where do
you suppose lam to get three hundred
dollars at a moment’s notice—for this
note of Callahan’s contains an insolent
postscript to the effect that if the ■ money
issio* paid within twenty-four hours,
legal measures will be resorted to !”
Isidore quailed before her husband’s
sbernly-reproaehful gaze.
“They—they-have sent it in twice be
fore,” confessed she.
“ And why was I; not notified of the
fact?”
“ I was —oh, Martin, do not m'
so—l was afraid you <would be vexed/’
“Vexed!” He bit his lip. “ Well,
it’s of no use to talk now. Of course,
the emergency must be met: Bat for the
future, Isidore, remember that a wife
should be a helpmate to her husband,
instead of a clog chained around his
neck.”
Never before, in all their married life,
had -Martin Holt spoken thus to his w ife,
aud Isidore shrank back as if every word
had hit her a blow.
“ Oh, what shall lido she asked her
self, wildly, when *the doov closed ‘behind
him. “I have no mother;'no ’ sister'to
consult. Whom shall Igo• to for help,
and sympathy in this strait?”
And oven when this unsyllabled ques
tion flattered - across her mind, the door
opened,: and M&rtin Holt’s step-mother
stood before her.
“ Isidore you are weepiog-r-you■ are in
trouble. My poor child cannot you cou~
fide in me?”
Her eyes-full of tender pleading, were
fixed upon the girl’s wan face—her open
arms were held out. Isidore flew to her
bosom and • hid * her face on the tender
shoulder.
“Oh ! I must speak to someone,” she
cried, “or I shall die.”
It was nearly-dusk, that evening, be
fore the last clerk was gone from the
gloomy eounting-bouse of Goldiemac &
Go., ill 1 whose firm Martin Holt held the
position of cashier. For some time Holt
had been leaning moodily back in his seat,
with folded arms-and eyes fixed intently
on the floor. But the instant the door
closed behind the latest of the lingerers,
he hurriedly unlocked the safe and tbok
out some bank notes.
“ Three hundred dollars he cluttered
to himself. They were paid in after bus
iness hours. Old Goldieman knows noth
ing of them—need know nothing, if I am
wise enough to keep my own counsel,
until I am ready to repay this temporary
loan—for it is only a loan, after all—and
with this money I can pay off Calahan’s
hill, and save my credit in the mercan
tile world.”
Looking furtively around, although he
knew perfectly well that there was no
one but himself imthe room, he slipped
the bank nctfes into his breast pocket and
slunk, like a criminal, from the building,
avoiding even that casual glance of the
night-watchman, as he gave him “good--
evening, sir,” on the stairs.
For Mhrtin Holt felt that he hadomssi
ed the debatable land that lay between
honesty and crime.- Within himself he
knew that he had taken the first step on'
life’s down hill and it was hirvrife that
had driven him to it.
Mr. Calahan met him with a‘ bread
smile as he entered the well-lighted’
shop.
“ I was going to send ray hoy to your
house with this receipt, Mr. Holt,” sim
pered'he obsequiously. “ Much obliged
for year prompthess. Shall hope for the
favor of your 1 future custom.”
Mhrtin'Holt took the receipted bill
extended'towards him- ami-scrutinized it
closely before he could convince himself
that it really was receipted. And then
almost believihgin'the miraculous inter
position of some supernatural power, he
turned and left the place.
/‘ Forgotten something, sir?” said the
night-watchman, as Holt brushed by him
on the stairs.
Ifc’wns’fche work of scarcely a 1 iwinute*
to unlock the safe, replace the bank notes,-
and lock’it,'again, and to Martin it seem
ed as if a thousand-ton weight was taken
off his heart with'the simple action.
“Thank Gni ! h?fr‘mottered luiskitv.
“ I am an honest man ayain.’-’
The temptation had heeU'terrible—the j
yielding to it was even worse. Bet liow-j
it was all past, like a dream in the night. I
*******
“ Wasn’t it good for your mother to
lend me the money to pay that hateful
bill ?” said Isidore, joyfully. “ She wan
ted to give it to me, but I’ll only take it
as-adoan, until I can pay it off by my
savings out’ of my monthly allowance.
Oh, she is so sweet, so kind !”
And Mrs. Holt the younger, stooped
to hug and kis-MFs. Holt, the elder, in
an**ecstaey of grateful affection.
“She’s to sttvy with if*, and show me
all about house-keeping,” added Isidore.
“ And do you know, Mkrtin, it seems as
if it was my own mother come to life
again.’”
“ Mother; I> thank' God for this,”
said Martin, in a choked voice, as he
clasped her hands in his.
And Isidore Holt dated her newer
and wiser life from the moment in which
she laid her tear-wet face upon the bos
om of her “step-mother-in-law!” But
Martinmever regained the self-respect
which''he lost by his criminal act. In
his secret soul be knew that he had been
a thief.
TURKISH' INFORMATION.
Sultan-*—The sovereign of the Turkish
Empire—The recognized organ of all
executive power iu the Stales. His head
quarters are at Constantinople.
Port6--The Government of the Turk
ish Empire.
Sublime Porte —The official name of
the government, so called‘from-the gate
of the Sultan’s palace.
Graud Vizier—The chief minister of
the Turkish 'Empire.
Dfvan—-The Turkish Council of State
—the “ Cabinet.”
Grand Mufti—Chief interpreter of the
Mohammedan'law and head of the “wise
men”—jurists, theologians a.nd‘literati—
who assembled for' consultation • on his
order.- He is mostly style the" Chief of
the Faithful. - A'writer says-a fetwa or
decree from'him'would summon around
the standard af-tfae Prophet all the fanat
ical hordes of Islam to fight to the death
against the “infidels, in the firm belief
that death on the battle-field is a sure
passport for paradise:”
Pasha—Governors, Viceroys, Com
manders, civil and military rulers of
provinces.
Deys—About the same as Pashas.
Sheik —The name given to the heads
of Arabian tribes or clans. It means
elder, or eldest in dignity or authority.
Osmandi —A Turkish official.
Islam—The religion of Mohammed.
Islams—Mohammedans themselves.
Mussulman—A follower of Moham
med.
Ottoman Empire —Another name for
the Turkish Empire, and derives its
name from Osman,-its founder.
Osmanlis —The Turks proper.
followers of the Prophet
are Turks.- In European Turkey- there
are, in round numbers, five million Mo
hammedans, less than half of whom are
Osinanlis, the rest being of Slavonic de
cent, but none the less ardent worship
ers of Islam.
AJf IWOOAT M A3f IMIVOEB.
TUB I,4ST fr'tntus trF IK//,A T J.
.nonhis o.v fire seu Frot.n.
“You Riirder me; Yon Jtnrder me;
You Murder uie!’’--A Criinfe fora*
milted by Hankeye Bill’s (ianjf—l'n l
buried Bones.
From the Chicago Times.
Kaxkakee, 111., June 19. —in July,
1859, There lived near Pontiac, in Liv
ingston county, a well to do farmer and
his family, nalned Mutphy. The family
lived near Rook’s creek, on the lllife of
the Chicago, Alton and St. Louis Rails’
rGad, and their eldest daughter, Mary
Mhtphffiy'v'aA einployed’as a domestic in
Pbniat, a dlsthnfce of five'of six miles
from her home. She had spent Saturday
at home, and on Sunday afternoon* left
her father’s house to return* to her place
of service at Pontiac, following the rail-'
road track, and walking the distance
alone. She was afterward, and on the
same day, seen within about two miles
from Pontiac, going in that direction.
This was the last seen of Mary Murphy
alive. Her body was found* eighteen
days later, lying near the railroad 1 track
and hearing evidence of’ having been
mufdfered.
In Bloomington there' lived a negro
named Wiley J. Morris. He was an
unfortunate negro. OH* the Saturday
prior’to the Sunday when Mary Murphy
waft-last seen alive, he got into a fight,
and Morris whipped* his antagonist so
bad that he (Morris) jumped Blooming
ton, bearing some'blood stains on his
clothes which he gfff'iu'tke fight’. lie
was seen walking on the railroad track
toward on the fatal Sunday,
about one mile behind Mary Murphey
when she was last seen alive. He was
seen the same evening in Pontiac, when
he told that be had been in a fight at
Bloomington, and was escaping from
the officers. From there he went to Jo
liet wearing the blood-stained garment.
From Jbliet l he went to Michigan. Af
ter the body? of Mary Murphy had been
found’tbe facts concerning; Morris were
learftedj and the theory was formed that
he had overtaken the girl on the railroad
track and murdered her, and it soon set
tled into a firm conviction in the minds
of the people. Morris was- traced up and
arrcsteii in-Michigan in-ih* early part of
ISGUj' and’takeili to Bloomington for safe
keeping. At the next Grand Jury of
Li vingston county he was indicted for
the murder of the girl, having previously
undergone" a- pfCtiiwifiAry examination
before Justice Streamer, who held him
on the charge of UiUrder ’.Vitbout bail.
Morris protested his innocence from the
moment of his arrest.' He bad ixO money
and had difficulty in-obtaining his wit
nesses and in getting them to attend court
from Bloomington, Joliet, and from
Michigan. A. E. Harding of Pontiac
became interested in Morris and became
convinced that he was innocent, and he
wHs almost the only person in Pontiac
that was not ready to hang him. Mr.
Harding agreed to defend him.
The trial came on at the September
term, 1860. A jury was selected in the
county where the murder was committed.
The evidence was all circumstantial, and
far from-convincing, yet the jury par
took of the popular prejudice and belief,
and eleven were for conviction, but one,
Mr. Russ, a cool-headed and clear mind
ed man, held -out, reach to the disgust of
the detectives, and disappointment of
the people.
A change cf venue was applied for by
Mr. Harding, and behalf of his~ client,
on account of the prejudice of the people
of Lividgston'county. The court grant--
ed the change of venue, and the cause
wassent-to Kankakee county for trial,
and Morris was sent' to the Kankakee
jail. The cattee came on for trial at the
April term 1861 j the same Jtldge presid
ing that presided over the former trial.
The proof did not shew that the accused
was seen within a mite of the murdered
girl. The theory was that he was walk
ing in the same direction with the girl,
and was walking faster than she was,
and had overtaken her. The facts were
that he was seen a mile from her by some
railroad-laborers, and there was a pos
sibility that be might have overtaken her
at about the place where her body was
found.- He proved that he had a fight
at Bloomington on the Saturday pre
vious, and got the blood on his clothes
that vva3 seen at Pontiac and Joliet. The
people of Pontiac were so firmly con
vinced of his guilt that they brought
every witness who knew any fact that
was against'the negro.’ Many came here
as spectators.-- The story of the girl’s
murder was in every mouth.' Morris was
fouud guilty. The court refused to dis
turb the verdict of the jury, and Wiley
J. Morris was condemned to be hang os
the third Friday in May, 18611
His counsel fought desperately- for
him, and the fact that so many people in
Kankakee either believed him innocent,
or that he was not proven • gei-lty^. gave
him a renewed incentive to try and I 'save
his life. A petition for a reprieve or
communication of sentence 1 ’ to imprison
ment was circulated, and received the
| signatures of a great many of the citizens
of Kankakee who heard the trial. When
! it was carried to Springfield to be laid :
before the Executive, the Governor had
been called away to Washington, and
- did not return to examine the petition
until the day after Merrk - was hanged.
The last words of Wiley J-' Morris, with
the cap over his head, the rope around
! his neck, his hands tied, and liis fort
VOL. IM----NO. 39.
pinioned, were, “ You murder me, you
nlUrder me, you murder me,” arid with
these words he was launched 1 into etter-'
nity.
Many of the citizens of Kankakee who
vrere here in IS6I will remember C- 6.
Hilderband. He was the son-in-law of
Mr. Houston, who kept the old City
Hotel in 1861. He went from here to
Galesburg, and was engaged in the burn
ing of a livery stable and robbery of a
store or bank, in the winter of 1862.
Fromthere he was sent to the peniten
tiary at Jbilet. He escaped in less than
a year arid werit to lowa and joined
“Hawk-eye BillV’gang. He is now in the
Jeffersonville prison, Indiana; He has
late ly written to the Louisville Courier-
Journal a history of the crimes that
“"Huwkeye Bill” ahd|his'gbrighave com
mitted in the West 1 .-
After narrating mkny dtsperate actk'of
these desperadoes, he says:
Three years before this, in the ffcll of
1859, “ Hawkeye,” in company with Bill
Britt, Joe Montana, alias “ French Joe,”
a half-breed Indian named Blouse, and
Charles Logue, alias “ Big Curtis,” were
ruhning some horses from lowa to Mich
igan; Hurkeye being-along for the pur
pose of “doing a jbb of work” at Grand
Rapids, Mich. They remained in the
woods, near Pontiac, 111., three or four
days, resting their horses, and while
there committed a teriible crime. Cap
turing a young woman that was walking
on-the railroad track one dnv, they kept
her twtPdftys, and then murdered- her;
The name of the young lady was Mary
Murphy, and for'tbis crime a negro was
arrested, tried,.cOf’FV-ifcted and*bring at
Kankakee, 111. f hav'e ft letter riow frbm
the Sheriff residing at Fontifcg/cWrobbfa
ting this statement. A short distance
east of Pontiac, at Oliver’s Grove,.-the
same party committed a similar crime.
These three parties, Bill Britt, “French
Joe,” and the half-breed Indian, “Sioux,”
were hung in the West, and Chas. LoguL,
alia* “ Big Curtis,” was “sent up” after
this-last offence for 23 years in-the Alle
gheny prison, -Pa,, and there died.
Ihe mnfder mentioned as committed
near Oliver’s-Grove by this gang was the
murdei of a*cattle drover by the name of*
Patton. This-gang made Oliver’s Grove,
Kankakee, a*id Beaver Lake, Indiana,
regular stopping- places while stealing
horses and running them-East.
It is-needless to say that the same evi
dence at any other time, against anv
other man than a negro, would not have
led to a conviction. The bones of Wiley
J. Morris demonstrate anatomy in a phy
sician’s Pontiac. Justice to the
memory of the unfortunate fellow who
onee owned them woulddictate that they
be* decently.- buried.
i’KTittno Boitflir. •
Eighty Acres or Fossil Remains Jfcr
Silver Lake, Oregon*
For several months past we have heard I
some of the stoofc men of this valley speak
ofa boneyard some thirty miles east of
here, on the edge of the desert. Rufus
Drllurd, Jack-Patten • ad Andrew Fos
ter, •stockmen,- came in from there listd
Monday and brought in a large quantity
of teeth and seme large bones. I will'
give you their description as near as I !
can recoHect’it- These bdnes are found |
in low volcanic sand ridges - aud ; alkal
flats, and extend over a distance of four
or five miles in length and' about one
mile in width. The bones'Cftn-be found-’
on top-of the earth ars'd sticking up
through the drifting sands by hundreds
and thousands, from tbe size of a mouse
upwards. My informant has no knowl
edge of what lies buried beneath the
sand and alkali flats, and all tbe speci
mens were taken'froin the tap of the
ground. They say there is a small
alkali pond at- the edge of the main de
posit of the petrified ‘bones',' and over an >
area of about eighty acres these bones lie
on the ground. The largest bone meas
ures thirty inches in length, with uosign
of the knuckle on either end, and from
the shape of the ends we judge must have
been-twelve or fourteen inches in length.
It is perfectly straight and nearly round
in the middle.’ Tlie circumference ofthe
large end is sixteen inches, and the smat
leris twelve and a* h'alf- inches; The
next one is slightly curved and ; rather
flat, and has two knuckles on the upper
end. We judge it to be in length,
straight across from tip to tip, twenty
four inches ; around the curve, twenty
eight inches. This bone is as perfect as
it ever was, and it is petrified. Now
comes the nicest fossil of the whole, a
part of an under jaw bone, thirteen inch
es long, six inches wide at the widest
end, and four inches at'the other." One
srd’e of the bone has been split off and
shows six perfect teeth, -firmly-set in the
jaw and beaatifully petrified. They
measure across one and one forth by one
ineh. There is-another tooth, 5 though a
jaw tooth, that'measures two and one--
half inehea one way, that has been split
open ; 1 could not get the arse the other
way. It is five and one-half inches long.
Now comes one of the strangest of this
strange bone deposit. Vast quantities of
stone arrow-heads, such as were used by
Indians, arfrfound through these bones.-
It looks -as though the animals were sur
rounded toy-water, and perhaps get-‘pois
oned by the water, and perished by the'
thousands* then some chemical proper
in the water or ground petrified them.
There are thousands of bones that are
: not petrified.— Ban Francisco ,Cb."tniclt
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"EVCOrHSS or ilihrt*, ea6h„..... 1.50*
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unless renewed.
HW A TEX 001.1.4 R BILL PAID*
SHWTY imU.AKS OF DEBTS.-
i MV. Brown kept' hbardars. Around*
his table sat Mrs. Brbwu, Mrs: A\th&ws;-
the village milliner; MV. Black,the ba
ker; Mr. Jordon,a carpenter, and Mr.-
Hadley, a flour merchant.
Mr. Brown tortk out ot his
a ten dollar noth, and 1 handed it to Mrs,-
BroWni'sayiriJf:
“ Here, triy dear, arc ten dollars toward*
the twenty I promised you.”
Mrs. Brown handed it to Mrs. Andrews)*
the milliner, saving;
“ That pays lbr uty bonndt^’
Mrs. Andrews said to Mt. Jbrdon as
she handed him the note;
“ That will pay for your work on my
counter.”
Mr. Jordan handed it to Mr. Hadley,-
the flour, feed and lumber merchant, re* 17 '
questing credit on his lumber bill!
Mr. Hadley gave the note back to Mr.'*
Brown saying;
“ That pays ten-dollars on board.”
Mr. Brown passed it to his wife with*
the remark that that paid her twenty
dollars that he promised. She in turn
paid-it to Mr. Black-to'settle her bread
and-pastry account, who'handed it to Mr.
Hadley, wishing credit for the amount
on his flour bill, he again- returning it to >
Mr. Brown with the remark that it set
tled for that month’s board. Whereup
on Mr. Brown put it back into his pock-'
et book, exclaining “ that he never
thought that a ten dollar bill would*go so--
far.”
5 Thus-a ten dollar greenbdek'WfcSnrfkde •
to pay-ninety dollars indebtedness inside'
of fifte minutes*.
This demonstrate beyond a doubt that 1
iif monew.'is keptin*cifculatiotrthat a lit-'
tle cffit will pay adaTge amount of debts,-,
and-relieve the necessity of many.
fix w s.
The Florida'AgHetrlturalist want* ad-'
ditions to these old sawk—many, of them’ l
will be found correct and useful.'- Sind*
]them on postal cards.
When pigs pick up straw and run
about it'ie a*sigb ! of rain.-
Wirerrffowls'beglfj'to’oil their 1 feathers •
look out for raid 1 . 1
Look 1 fbt' rain also ‘When frogs begin to -
jeroak very loud, smhke hangs near the'
ig-fbond, objects look near you, and swaN*
fly low.
Soapa'nAi!‘to•dfive intbhard wood.'-.
! Grease afcaw and 'it will no in easy. .
Sprinkle starch in a tight boot to get*'
it on.
For a felon roast a sour orange, or lime, •
cut a small bole and stick yoaf'fiWgeir in*,
as hot as yon'ean bear.
For a cold'Briix the juice of a aour"
orange that haS'beety'ba-ked with sugar,-,
and take a teaspoonful when* tbe coogfe->
is troublesome.
S&ks of old shoes will mAke hinges for'
light gates.
For chafe on your horse burn leather-'
and cover the sore spot with coal, or
cover with gunpowder and-vinegar made'
into paste.
AlCrcuriial continent rubbed on a guns
barrel will keep it from rusting.
To cure a-child of colic rub the back ':
gef’tly between the shoulder*:-
Tomwtb juice or borax, and* sugar or"
honeywill cure thrush in chrldtefl. Dip •
a rag in'the mixture and* let’* theiwsaek .
ifct
Sugar'mfjfed with salt, when you have
not'saltpetre, will give meat a fine color. .
A DF.LI6E OF LIEN. .
The Washington Star- has the follow-<--
ing report of a 1 lecture ’ by old Tunis
Campbell, in that city.r
T. G; Campbell, l eX*Btate Senator of 1 -'
Georgia, lectured-in the John Wesley*
chnVch lat night. He gave an account*
of his sufferings in the South, stating;
that he was arrested four times in one
day on trumped up charges ; that he had
business in Washington in 1875, and ;
when he returned home his family was
out of doors, his house bunerd down,,
and he was arrested on a..bogus charge.
The judge charged-the jury to bring in a
.verdict-of gnllty;-they did se; the judge ■
refused f to accept*! 1 bHI of. exceptions, ,
and the speaker-wa.l went to jail for two
years and twenty days. . He described
how they got up mobk in Georgia, and*
said the colored ■ people of. that' State*
never had any ptVSCectfon; they have ■
none to day. He spoke well of General
Grant and said that to him he owed bis
life. The colored people of Georgia were
to-day in the bands of tbeir enemies, to *
do with them as they chose. Colored l .
ministers were put in jail for merely
preaching the gospel ; he had told this to
the President and the Chief Justice of
the United States. He called Georgia j
the Empire State of Rascality in the
South ; said it is a hetifce of bondage;,
thafc-the-bowdage of tbe present day was
more degrading than it was in the days
of slavery, for then their masters protec- -
ted them ; now they*liave no protection*
whatever, and in some sections of Geor
gia did not dare to say they were free.
Killed by,a Scokpiox’s Stixg, —
William P. Wallace, of.San Francisco,.
died June 8, from the sting of a scorpion..
Mr. Wallace had been an inval and, and
was in the country for . his heaitllh-. He
was in the vicinity of the river When he
was stang on the necfcsand aWo.cn .the
finger- as he picked the scorpida>o&.
Medical aid was ui atafti'-ig.