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DEVILTRIES.
—A wink is as good as a kick to a so
da water man.
—Nevada’s the place to live in—every
body mines his own business out there.
—Natural humbugs—bees. Artificial
humbugs—girls. A big-bug—the cock
roach.
—Mrs. Partington notices that very
few persons are suffering from sugges
tions of the brain.
An eagle shot in Wisconsin the oth
er day was found to have twelve bullets
in him. It must have been a balled ea
gle.
—ln a Turkish newspaper office they
don’t allow' eight words to a line, as they
do over here, but allow eight lines to one
word.
—We don’t know that the gentle musi
cal mosquito was at all inclined to drink,
yet we see people putting up bars for
them.
—Wanted.—A collar for the neck of
a fiddle ; a cannon to blow up a piano
forte, and a spool to wind the thread of a
story on.
The police of Kansas towns have orders
to shoot all potato bugs found running at
large without a muzzle on. This is im
portant, if true.
—“Mr. Noun is a candidate for office
in Washington county, Missouri. We
trust he is a proper one, and won’t be
declined at the polls.”
—A Baltimore belle, just from Vassar
College, when told by the waiter that
they had no gooseberries, exclaimed :
" What lias happened to the goose ?”
—A fellow in New Orleans is said to
have eaten a a box of castile soap to get
rid of freckles. He still has a few on his
face, but inside he isn’t freckled a bit.
—lt takes longer to write “sage” than
any other word in the English language.
Because, after you make the first “ s,”
there is an “age” before you can add
the final letter.
—Said the little pet of a household, on
the last anniversary of her birthday:
“It’s a lovely doll, dear grandpa and
grandma ! but—hut—l’d been hoping it
would been twins!”
—“Miss, will you take my arm?”
“ Yes. sir ; and you too.” “ Can’t spare
but the arm, miss,” replied the bachelor.
“Then,” said she : “ I can’t take it, as my
motto is, ‘Go the whole hog or none.’ ”
—A man suddenly broke up a beauti
ful oratorical address from bis wife the
other evening simply by remarking that
Ben. Franklin once said that “ the worst
wheel in the cart makes the most noise.”
—A dear old lady presented her son,
on his departure for a sen, with a Bible.
On opening it during a gale it fell from
his hands, and out dropped a line tooth
ami the admonitory book niaik : “Search
daily.”
—The longest sentence on record was
constructed by a Western judge. He
sentenced a murderer for life, an after
ward slapped two more years to the sen
tanue because the prisoner called him
“ no gentleman.”
—A French chemist makes a pill on
which the name and the dose are legibly
printed. So the man who takes them
not only gets a needful medicine, but
also swallows a good deal of valuable in
formation.
—Last Sabbath morrning a minister
earnestly discoursing about Peter and
Paul, and said they were a “good pair.”
“ Good hand !” sleepily murmured a half
wakened sport in the hack pew. “ Take
tie pot; nothing here but ace high.”
—Michigan girls use dry corn husks
to fill out their bustles, and the young
men, until they learned what the mate
rial was, were filled with wonder by the
mysterious rustling that they heard when
ever one of the fair creatures stirred.
—“ Soak” is the only Japanese equiva
lent of “ baptize,’’and the Japanese Bible
consequently reads, according to a reli
gious paper, the Alliance: “In those
days came John, the soaker, preaching
to soaking of repentance, liepent and be
soaked, every one of you.”
—A New York clothing merchant has,
As we learn from the Tribune, excited
considerable curiosity by having a large
apple painted on bis sign. "When asked
foran explanation, he quickly inquired,
“If it hadn’t been for an apple, where
would the ready-made clothing stores
her
—A certain first Lord of the English
Admiralty on his first trip down the
Thames in a rather leaky vessel observed
the men working the pumps. “ Dear
me f’ he said, “I did not know you bad
a well on board. Captain; but I am
really very glad, as I do detest river wa
ter.”
—A woman was testifying in behalf of
her sou that had worked on a farm “ever
since he was born.” The lawyer who
cross examined her said: “ You assert
that your son worked on a farm ever
since he was born?’” rf I do.” “ What
did he do the first year?'” "He milked.”
The lawyer evaporated.
—Scene at a seaside hotel t Lean, lank
stranger—“ Why, look here, you charge
me in my bill for a counterpane,. $6.50.
Why the mosquitoes ate up that coun
terpane, imd why should I be charged
with it?” Hotel keeper—“Of course
you should. If you had been nice and
fat the mosquitoes would have tackled
j$S md let wy reurrterpSXiC alone!”
<XI)c #gktt)ofj €d)o.
BY T. L. GANTT.
Written for the Oglethorpe Echo.]
JEWIE.
BY FRANK O’LEARY.
In kneeling now,
With care-worn brow,
Above the lonely bed,
Where thou, my first, my only love,
Art sleeping with the dead.
Tis lonely here,
My Jennie dear,
My heart with sorrow riven
Is waiting for the angel’s call,
To bid me come to Heaven.
I wake from sleep,
And wake to weep
To find myself alone:
I’d rather rest with thee, dear girl,
Beneath this church-vard stone.
Yet I must bear
This weary care,
And bravely struggle on,
Until I reach that, happy realm
Where Jennie love has gone,
Then, hand in hand,
Throughout that land
Of ever-blooming flowers,
We’ll walk beside the Howry stream
And rest in fragrant bowers.
Then Jennie, wait
At Heaven’s gate;
I’ll surely, surely come—
Be thou the first to greet me there
And bid me welcome home.
I,ET ltY-UOXES UK UY-tiOXES.
Be kind to each other, for time is departing;
It may be that some of us see not the May ;
Oh, let not the thoughts of old injuries smart
ing
Prevent ye from doing kind actions to-day.
Too short, all too short is the time that is
fleeting
For man to nurse anger and wrath in liis
breast;
Give, then, to each friend and each brother a
greeting,
And give double portion to him thou lov’st
best.
Letby-gones be by-gones. What recks it that
broken
Last year was the rose by the tlmnder-king’s
dart?
See, she puts forth her white buds again as a
token
That, though she was stricken, yet sound is
her heart.
Learn ye from the flower that sweet is the
feeling
Of him who forgiveth his enemy’s ire;
Foe tnructh to friend, and inspirit low kneel
ing,
Blooms forth anew rose from the storm
stricken brier.
AS llli: WORLD x\\ves.
Farmers in 1825.
Men to the plow,
Wife to the cow,
Girls to the yarn,
Boys to the barn,
And all dues settled.
Farmers in 1850.
Men a mere show,
Girls at the piano,
Wife, silk and satin,
Boys, Greek and Latin,
And all hands gazetted.
Farmers in 1577.
Men all in debt,
Wives in a pet.
Boys mere muscles,
Girls puffs and rufiles,
And everybody cheated.
Correct. True bill.
The following suggests itself to a crab
bed editor as an admirable class ode for the
numerous commencement exercises now being
perpetrated by the female colleges throughout
the land:
Here as we stand in fair array
Upon this sad commencement day,
And bid each other long farewell
Our Paris muslin waists do swell.
Our painted lips breathe perfumed sighs
Upon the platform as we stand,
And each one grasps a kid-gloved hand,
(Twelve button: all the style they are,
Four dollars and six bits per pair).
Please tell me, if you’ll he so kind,
How does my filter look behind ?
And do you think the audience knows
I wear a pair of striped hose?
I’m sure they’ll see my white-kid shoes—
Threes are my number—these are twos.
Ax Extensive Suit.—A suit has
been instituted in Kanawha county, W.
Va., in which the plaintiff sues the de
fendant for the increase of 21 head of
sheep from 1852 to the present time, a
period of 21 years. Adopting the rule of
double increase yearly, and using geo
metrical progression to figure by, the de
fendant would owe the plaintiff 704,643,-
072 sheep ! And if lie is required to pay
money at the rate of $2 per head, he will
owe the plaintiff fourteeu hundred and
nine million two hundred and eighty-six
thousand one hundred and forty-four
dollars, or a sum equal to one-half the
debt of the United States.
Origin ov “Mollie Maguire.”—
The name of the Mollie Maguires comes
from Ireland. Some fifty years or more
ago a poor old woman in Ireland had
her cottage pulled down over her head
by a landlord. Her name was Mollie
Maguire, and she died of grief and ex
posure. Thereupon her sons and neigh
bor lads formed themselves into a society,
and vowed and took fierce revenge on
Irish landlords in general. The band
spread rapidly, and they called them
selves Mollie Maguires, and Irish coal
miners brought the name to America.
—The Eastern belligerents should use
spelling-books for aramoc-itroc.
LEXINGTON, GEORGIA, FRIDAY MORNING, JULY 27, 1877.
A SUMMER BOARDER.
People who have had experience will
agree with me that there is no position
more trying than that of a woman that
keeps boarders for a living, or for compa
ny, as some hypocritically declare.
There is a boarder who wants to sleep
on a hard mattress, and the one whom
nothing but a feather-bed will satisfy ;
the one who wants his steak just warmed
through, and the one who wants his all
fried up into rags; the one who must
have butter instead of lard in his pie
crust, and one who must have oatmeal
mush for his breakfast, and the one who
declares that “ it does him no more good
to eat it than to lie on his hack and have
the moon shine down his throat.”
I had all these varieties and even more,
at my house at Oakwood, when young
Roy Ellery came to board with me.
He came in one bright June afternoon
and left his valise, saying he would be
back to supper* Old Uncle Lubin Dorn,
who was eating his lunch at a side-table,
peered at him curiously through the gold
eye-glasses ; old Miss Florida Dorn, his
daughter, who had been twenty-five for
the past fifteen years, skewed around to
look at the address on his shining sachel,
“Roy| Ellery, Editor, N.(Y. City,’” and
said : “ What a beautiful young man!”
And he was handsome. Much as I
have disliked him since, there was no
disputing the beauty of the wax-like face,
with its large, long-lashed eyes, that
changed from blue to gray, from gray to
violet—a color coming and going like a
girl’s; a sweet, Byronic mouth, shaded
by an elegant amber mustache, and,
strange to say, his hair was quite black,
which, in this tall, fair youth, presented
quite a striking combination.
He was the only young man in the
house at that time, and he alit like a
bombshell among our quiet party.
The only eligible single gentleman
hitherto among us was Mr. Geasly, the
widower, a porkpacker, and reputed to
be worth a million and a half. He was
fifty, bald-headed and bristling like his
own porkers ; but for all that he was
considered a great catch, as Angie Barker,
who sat next to him at the table, said :
“ When you thought how rich he was,
he looked a great deal better to you.”
Angie was a young widow, pretty and
shallow, yet with a sort of charming
sprightliness about her that made you
like her," in spite of her nonsense aud
frippery.
Then there was a Mrs. Yetherby, a
very fat lady, with a very lean income,
whose husband traveled most of the
year; and, after you grew acquainted
with her peculiar pomposity to journey.
Then there was Uncle Dorn’s daugh
ter, Florida, who evidently considered
herself the one virtuous woman in the
world, as she had a spiteful word for
every one, specially young Emily Mills.
If I ever pitied any one from the bot
tom of my heart, it was young Emily
Mills. I kept a stylish boarding-house,
blit I took her to fill up one of the chinks
where a rich boarder would not go. She
slept in the corner attic, under the roof,
where the rain sounded so loud and the
wind sung in the corners, and kept books
in the cotton factory.
Her father was worse than none, and,
as near as I could find out, that girl had
done almost every kind of work to keep
from starving.
At first I disliked her—she had such a
way of twisting and turning everything,
and making things out of nothing—but
I grew to know there was no one in the
house so ready to help everybody, or so
liberal as she was with her limited
means.
People talked about that girl cruelly,
and I loved her because I pitied her, aud
knew* her to be pure as an angel.
She had pretty browm hair, and large,
soft eyes, and a color in her cheeks like
the heart of a May rose, and a mouth
that made you think straightway of kiss
es ; but such an old, old look in her face,
that I have often seen in girls into whose
life too much work has been crowded.
I noticed a marked change in the toil
ets at supper on the arrival of this young
Adonis. Angie had donned her blue
fichu, frilled profusely with the richest
of creamy lace, and stuck full of little
blue bow’s, over a silver-colored silk, that
rustled and shone like star-light. Her
husband had left her a little property,
which she privately declared she was not
going to work her fingers to the bone to
save, but should use it as a means to get a
second husband.
Miss Florida wore a purple silk, with
dead white bows, that made her, with
her dark eyes and skin, look like a lemon,
aud a crazy fringe of curls upon her fore
head, that made her look leaner and
more cadaverous than ever.
Mrs. Yetherby wore sea-green, with a
surplus amount of jewelry. Emily Mills,
who came late, and did not know of the
new arrival, wore white calico, with a
sprig in it, and the cotton factory not
being an overly clean place, the sleeves
were smutty. I saw young Ellery look
at her with his lovely dreamy eyes; and
when I saw her look up at him, I knew
it was all up with her, and‘l;knew as well
as I do now that she would fall in love
with him, and I did hope she would take
a fancy to my son, Watson, who, though
net a particularly brilliant boy, is honest
aud good principled. I knew enough of
the world to know that fine clothes aed
fine ways and a city-bred air would at
tract s girl where tha sober, prudent
ways of my Watson would make no im
pression. If ever Lucifer came down in
the form of an angel of light, it was
young Roy Ellery. Whenever I saw him
walking with Emily in the shady walks,
I shuddered ; I dreaded to have him un
der the charm of his magnetic eyes, and
his dazzling ways; but I dared not say
anything, being a widow and dependent
on my boarders for a living, and Ellery
was my best paying one.
“ Beware of a man, though he be your broth
er,
Who has hair of oue color, and mustache of
another,”
quoted Miss Florida, sharply.
Yet, for that, I noticed she did not
take her own warning to heart, for if
ever a woman threw herself at a man’s
head, it was Miss Florida Dorn.
In spite of the lack of so many front
teeth, she smiled in his face constantly ;
did he try to flirt with willing Angie
Barker in the parlor, she would be sure
to be sitting bolt upright near; did he
attempt to whisper any sweet things to
shy Emily Mills in some twilight corner,
she would contrive to wedge her knife
like blade of a finger between them.
So the summer crept away, and he
had likewise crept into the hearts of all
my womenkind. Angie had snubbed
poor Mr. Geasly, and devoted herself en
tirely to Ellery. I knew of the two, the
latter liked Emily best, but I felt sure he
would never marry her; the young men
of to-day are too cool-hearted and too
cool-headed, too keenly alive to their
own interests to marry so poor a girl.
So I watched her with dismay, growing
shyer and shyer, and coloring like an
Italian sunset whenever he spoke to her ;
and Mr. Geasly growing daily more
stolid crabbed, and my son, Watson, sad
der and more awkward.
I had a summer house built for the
boarders out on the lawn—it was no part
of the plan when it was built that almost
everything that was said in that sum
mer house could be heard almost any
where near. To-night Angie and Ellery
were sittiug on the rustic seat within it,
and Emily was leaning against my gar
den wall, among the gooseberry bushes.
I was in the woodshed looking over my
citrons when I heard Roy say:
“ What could have made you suppose
I loved Emily better than you? Why,
the girl is well enough in her way, but
what man would wish to marry a girl
who wore a sprigged calico and worked
in the cotton factory ?”
I saw Emily start aud pull her bou
quet of asters to pieces, then I saw her
turn suddenly and walk down to the
river’s edge. She stopped and looked
down into the green, shady water—how
pleasant it would be to lie there among
the lily pads and rushes forever; no
cruel world to face, no false lovers to
wring one’s heart.
Emily forced herself to turn from the
shadowy water and kept on wearily ; she
had almost walked into the arms of a tall,
gaunt woman, coming toward her, before
she had realized she met any one. The
woman, who seemed a mixture of brus
queness and cheap finery, asked her in a
course voice if that was the way to
Oakland. “ Yes,” said startled Emily,
“ I board there.”
>“ All right,” responded this cadaver
ous female, “ then you must have seen a
man there who calls himself Roy Ellery
—a very handsome man with black hair
and blue eyes, and a taking way with
him.”
“Is it possible you could have met
him !” faltered poor Emily.”
“ Possible I could have 4 met him !”
mimicked the stranger —“ he marred me
seven years ago, aud a pretty life he has
led me. lam no great thing to look at
now, but I was handsome then. You
marry a gambler and let him waste your
property for you, and break your heart,
and see if in a few years you have such
a sweet color in your cheeks and such
pretty flesh on your bones 1”
Poor Emily, blushing furiously, wailed
to hear no more, but, turning, fled home
across the field without another word.
The next day Roy Ellery was nowhere
to be found ; neither was Miss Florida’s
diamond brooch, nor five hundred dol
lars in bank-notes Angie Barker kept
locked in her bureau-drawer.
Old Mr. Dorn said: “he must have
found his proper level, and betaken him
self to his Satanic majesty 1” only he
said it an abbreviated form.
“ I suspected he was a married man
all the time,” said Miss Florida.
“ She must have an affinity for mar
ried men, then,” whispered Mrs. Yeth
erby.
But, with all our surmise, forethought
and searching, the diamonds and bills
and Roy, with his false, fair face, were
never found.
Angie, having spent most of her mon
ey, said, “ Yes,” at last, to patient Mr.
Geasly, and reigns over his big house
graciously, and is a richly dressed, prop
er, society woman.
Miss Florida captured a judge, at last,
a man as tall and dark as herself. He
wanted a housekeeper, and she wanted
someone to rule over, so they both toler
ated each other, and keep up a system ef
mild nagging the year through.
Emily is with me yet, with a pathetic
gleam in her large eyes and a tender
droop to her sweet mouth. Love goes
where it is sent, and she does not love
my son Watson, and will not marry him
under the circumstances. Still, I am
hoping brighter days will come for them
both sometime-
A Uliglitert I.ifo.
A few mornings since a Philadelphia
matron called to see her young married
daughter, who resides in North Eleventh
street, and found her weeping bitterly.
“ Oh, mother, take me home. My
heart is broke,” sobbed the daughter,
throwing herself into the mother’s arms.
After her tears had somewhat subsided
the mother said:
“ Hardly a year married, and here I
find you in tears. What does this mean ?
Has Henry been unkind to you ?”
“No,” sobbed the daughter, “hut he
loves me no longer, and my heart is
breaking.”
“ Come, come, child, cheer up. Tell
me why you think him untrue to you.
Does be show it?”
“ Yes,” was the heart broken reply.
“O, the scoundrel! O, the viper!”
gasped the mother. “My poor, dear
child,” she fairly sobbed, “ your mother
won’t desert you She’ll bring that vil
lain to his knees. What insult has he
offered you, my child? Speak, tell me
the worst.”
“ O, mother, I can’t.”
“You must, my child. Tell me,
though the heavens fall, what outrage
he has committed ?”
“He swore last night when I put my
cold feet on his back,” sobbed the
daughter.
“ Is that all ?” gasped the mother.
“ Yes, but he never did so before. All
last winter he never said a word when
I put my cold feet to his back, and now'
I know he doesn’t love me;” and then
the poor girl’s tears broke out afresh.
Before the mother lett she managed
to convince her daughter that all the
world was hollow, and that the hollow
of a man’s back was not the place for
his wife’s cold feet.
A Brave Woman.
“ A widow on the lower coast of South
Carolina, with ten children—nine at
home and a worthy girl, a lady whom
Col. Aiken, the agricultural editor of the
News and Courier, characterizes as ac
complished and refined, writes that gen
tleman what follows in the extract sub
joined. The Southern women have dis
played in the poverty aud misery brought
on so many of them by the war, a patient
heroism beyond all praise:
“lam living on a single acre of land,
which I oxpect to buy if I can raise the
money; price SSO. This acre I have had
ploughed, for which I paid, and with a
wheelbarrow, chip manure and rotted
pine straw, I myself have made so many
Irish potatoes that after grabbling for six
weeks to supply my table, where I had
nine children sit regularly, I have in the
past few days dug over three barrels. I
have corn taller than my head, early cow
peas, tomatoes turning, okra in bloom,
and over one hundred head of beautiful
young cabbage, some squashes and cu
cumbers destroyed by my neighbor’s
pigs, lam not in despair, however, for
as soon as my friends finish sitting out
their slips I will buy enough for quite a
patch, and pay for them in labor return
ed, by working on the sewing machines.
Some persons say lam fanatic. Be it so;
better that than gadding about and con
suming precious time in idleness. In am
quite indifferent to the taunts I hear of
such work being unladylike. lam only
doing work that has to be done, and I
would like to have it nicer, but there is
no alternative. With all my striving I
find but little margin for clothing, and
none for the education of my dear chil
dren.”
Part Payment.
At last a man there has been found
who has got even with the demon debt
collector. One of the hideous tribe took
a trip up the country this spring to try
and get a debt of $l5O out of a small
hotel keeper who was in arrears to his
liquor merchant. Boniface received him
politely and said that he would give him
something on an account the next morn
ing, as he expected a gentleman then in
the house, to pay him a bill. The dol
lar-squeezer, of course, staid over night,
got up next morning, called for his bill,
paid three dollars for his board and
lodging to the clerk, and then went for
the proprietor to get the promised coin.
After hanging round all the forenoon,
the smiling debtor held a consultation
with his clerk, which resulted in three
half dollars deing extracted from the
drawer and duly handed to the impatient
dunner. “ What’s this?” he yelled. “Dol
lar and a half,” returned my host; “ you
are the party I expected to pay me a bill
this morning, and I think I’ve done a
pretty square thing in giving you fifty
per cent, of it. Hand me a receipt for
the amount 'and credit me with it on
the bill,” There is a small potato deal*
er now on the City Front who makes a
modest competence by the sale of his
tubers; but ever and anon as he wanders
among his sacks he murmurs sadly:
“ How that hotel-keeper did elineh me,
to be sure !” It was the last bill be ever
tried to collect.
The Seven Wonders.— The seven
wonders of the world in ancient times
wore reckoned to be the Pyramids of
Egypt, the Hanging Gardens of Semira
mis at Babylon, the Temple of Diana at
Ephesus, the statue of Jupiter at Athens
by Phidias, the Mahsoteam, the Colos
sus at Rhodes, and the Pharos ©f Alex
andria. This cycle of seven wonders
originated among the Greeks after tbe
tiaoe of Alexander the Great
VOL. Ill —NO. 42.
A NIGHT OF HORROR.
The Earthquake and Ttdal Wave at
Antofagasta. Bolivia, as Reported !*>■
an Eye Witness.
Valparaiso, May 20.— 1 t was Wed
nesday evening, May 9, 1877. The day
had been excessively close and foggy.
The night was dart ; lights were lit in
the private places, and the
streets were remarkably quiet. At 9:30,
without noise or warning, the first per
ceptible shock of an earthquake was no
ticed, coming from the north and travel
ing southward. Gradually the force in
creased, with an oscillating movement of
the earth, and during the three minutes
the first shock lasted the scene was ap
palling. The bells rang out mournful
notes of themselves; the timbers of the
buildings crushed against each other with
a horrible grinding sound ; walls tum
bled down, and with the horrible din men
and women rushed forth from their hab
itations screaming with terror, and oc
casionally a loud prayer for mercy would
be heard. It was scarcely possible to
keep one’s feet. The mind was bewil
dered, and the darknass added to the
awful effects of the surroundings. Other
small shocks followed, but gradually the
people began to recover their senses, and
with pallid, ghastly countenances, began
to busy themselves in discovering their
losses and the whereabouts of their
friends, when suddenly flames broke
forth from the ruins and shot high in the
sky. The alarm of fire was given, and
men hurried to the spot to prevent a
spread of the conflagration. While thus
engaged, the sea, which had been turbu
lent, was noticed to reeede from the
shore and the cries of “tidal wave!” re
sounded from all quarters. Then a per
fect (panic took place. Over six thou
sand men, women and children rushed
screaming up the hillsides; mothers be
came separated from their children ;
husbands from waves, and even the
lover forgot his betrothed in thoughts of
self-preservation. Soon were heard in
the distance mutterings on the mighty
deep, which swelled into terrific thun
dering, rolling sounds, and as the wave
rushed on it gathered force with resist
ance, until it reached forty feet high.
Dashing headlong upon the beach it
rose and swept the city, tearing all be
fore it. In retracing its path it carried
with it dwellings, merchandise, and all
obstructions in its course. Twice was
this repeated—the last time with lesser
force; and for many days after the sea
rose and fell in less proportions. When
morniug broke what a scene presented
itself for devastation. That which the
earthquake and fire had not destroyed,
had succumbed to the tidal wave. The
beach was strewn with broken timbers
of buildings ; launches and boats had dis
appeared, goods were floating about, pro
visions had been carried away, and the
water distilleries were useless.
Famine and thirst stared the people in
face, and what had been a happy popu
lation twelve hours since were reduced
to misery, want and suffering. Fortunate
ly the Chili man-of-war hastened to the
scene and supplied the place with water
and provisions; and other steamers,
thanks to the prompt action of the gov
ernment of Chili, came in time to prevent
further disasters.
This was but one of the many heart
rending scenes which occured on the coast
from the effect of the eruption of the vol
cano San Pedro.
Who Ate linger Williams?
Roger Williams was a native of Wales,
was a Puritan, and founder of the colony
of Rhode Island. He died in Providence
in 1683. Many years afterward the pri
vate burying-ground where he was in
terred was searched for the remains of
himself and wife, for the purpose of erect
ing a monument over them. Very little
was found. The shape of the coffins
could only be traced hy a black lino in
the earth. The rusted hinges and nails
and a round wooden knot alone remain
ed in one grave, while a single lock of
braided hair was found in the other.
Near the grave stood an apple tree, the
larger root of which had pushed its way
to the precise spot occupied by the skull
of Roger Williams, and, turning, passed
around it and followed the direction of
the backbone, to the hips. Here it divid
ed into two branches, sending one along
each leg to the heel, when the roots turn
ed upward to the toes, the whole bearing
a striking resemblance to the human
form. These roots are now deposited in
the museum of Brown University. It
was thus found that the organic matter
—the flesh, the bones, of Roger Wil
liams had passed into an apple tree,
transmuted into woody fibre, bloomed
into fragrant blossoms, and bore luscious
fruit, which from year to year has been
gathered and eaten. Those, therefore j
who ate the apples from tb tree ate
Roger Williams.
Philosophy. —A love-smitten gentle
man, after conversing awhile with his
dulcinea on the interesting topic of mat
rimony, concluded at last with a decla
ration, and put the very emphatic ques
tion of “ Will you have roe?” “lam sor
ry to disappoint you,” replied the lady,
“ and hope my refusal will not give you
pain; but I must answer noi” “Well,
well; that will do, madam,” said her
philosophical lover, “ and new suppose
we change the subject,”
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Did you see that old man, out there?
He carries oft bad children that cry.
Diird't you sec that basket lie carries
children off in'.’ \\ lien a boy Cries, a bird
whistles, and he comes and takes him
right off, I saw him take a boy off the
other day. He cried, and became and
took him in his basket, and away he
went. Now, if you cry- any more, £
will whistle for him, and he will come
right after you.”
I his is just what I heard a lady say
a little boy four years old.
The old man to whom she referred way
a poor old negro, who had lost his feet,
and was walking along the streets on his
knees.
When the man came creeping along v
he became frightened and ran into the
house. And this lady, taking advantage
of his fears, told him all this to try and
make him a better boy. I pitied the
little fellow but I pitied the lady mare.
No doubt she will be greatly shocked
when he begins to lie in earnest, when
she can put no dependence in his word,
Should this ever be the case, she may
blame herself for it, for she set him the
example.
Children expect the truth, and if they
are themselves 'deceived, it not only
shakes their confidence in others but they
being very apt scholars will soon learn
to lie and deceive too,
God loves truth, and we should never,
under any circumstances, tell an untruth.
The Apostle Paul says we must be “girt
about with truth.” It is au important
part of a Christian’s armor.
“ The Lawyer anti the Farmer.’*
A sharp old Quaker who had road the?
story of the lawyer and the farmer and
the goared ox, called upon a neighboring
lawyer and said:
“ Friend Foxcraft, I very much desire
to ask thy opinion.”
“I am all attention,” replied the law'
yer, putting down his pen.
“ Supposing, friend Foxcraft, that my
dog hath gone into thy pantry and stol
en a leg of thy mutton, what ought I to
do r
“ Pay for the mutton : nothing can bo
clearer.”
“ Exactly, friend Foxcraft; and non'
know thee, that tliy dog, ‘ Piclicm/ whom
I well know by hath stolen a leg
of mutton from my pantry, worth exact
ly one dollar, and now what art thou go
ing to do?”
“ Pay for the mutton, of course; here
is the change.”
The Quaker took his dollar, and was
about to depart, when he was stopped by
the lawyer with:
“ Hold on a moment, my friend. I
have a little bill against you, which I
hope you are ready to pay.”
“ Bill against me, friend Foxcraft?
Thou art certainly laboring under a mis
take. lam sure I owe no man a shil
ling.”
“No mistake at all. I charge you my
regular fee of five dollars, for profession
al advice in this case.”
“Then verily I must pay thee; but
allow me to give it as my opinion, friend
Foxcraft, that I have touched pitch and
been sadly defiled.”
A Wan Devoured hy a Dear,
A shocking story of devouring by a
bear comes to us from Frederick Junc
tion. An old man named Thomas An
derson on Tuesday last, was chopping in
Hardwood ridge, but not returning at
the usual dinner hour, the people with
whom he boarded felt some anxiety fo?
his safety, he being a very feeble person.
Night came, but with it no tidings of tho
absent man. The following day the set*
tlement was alarmed and a strict search
instituted, revealing the horrible fact
that the old man had been devoured by
a bear. Bear’s footprints were found on
the ground, which was bespattered with
gore, and near the foot of a tree was
found the boots of the unfortunate old
man with that part of his legs in them.
Not far from this was discovered a por
tion of his head dreadfully mutilated.
From the footprints, plain in the soft
soil, and the blood along the tracks, the
horrible way in w hich the remaining por
tions set j med to have been torn from their
parts, there is no doubt but the unfortu
nate man became a prey to a bear. An
derson was one of the oldest settlers in
the place and was an unmarried man, —
Montreal Herald.
The State of Oude-”
How Dade county came to be called
State of Dade is explained by a corres
pondent of the Chattanooga Times thus
The commonwealth owes its existence
to the following circumstances; During
the canvass ef 1850-51, when McDonald
was runniug as the secession candidate
for Governor of Georgia, and Cobb as
the Constitutional Union candidate, a
large meeting of Union men was held in
the wareroom adjoining Che storehouse ef
Benj. Hawkins, in Trenton, the present
county seat.
The following resolution, drafted, 'oy
Julius Beeman, on the head of a vjdsky
barrel , was offered and unanimously
adopted .
Resolved/ 1 That in the event ©f the
election of Charles J McDonald, Govern
or of Georgia, and Georgia Recedes from
the Union, Dade eoiutty-wiil secede from
Georgia ana cU©&rher?elf ja independ
ent Stats*.”