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Master Johnny’s Next Door Neighbor.
‘ It was spring the first time that I saw her,
(or her papa and mamma moved in
Next door, just as skating was over, and mar
bles about to begin.
For the fence in our back yard was broken,
and I saw as I peeped through the slat,
There were ‘ Johnny Jump-ups ’ all around her,
and I knew it was spring just by that.
‘ I never knew whether she saw me—tor she
didn’t say nothing to me,
But ‘Ma here’s a slat in the fence broke, and
the lioy that is next door can see. ’
But the next day I climbed on our wood shed,
as you know, mamma says I’ve a rigid,
And she calls out, ‘ Well, peekin’ is manners !’
and I answer.:'] her, ‘ Sass is perlite !’
“ But I wasn’t a bit mad, no, papa, and to
prove it the very next day,
When she rail past our fence in the morning 1
happened to get in her way,
For you know I am 1 chunked ’ and clumsy, as
she says are all boys ol my size,
And she nearly upset me, she did, pa, and
laughed till tears came in her eyes.
“And then we were friends Irom that moment,
lor I knew that she told Kitty Sage,
And she wasn’t a girl that would flatter, ‘ that
she thought I was tall for ray age.’
And I gave her lour apples that evening, and
took her to ride on my sled,
And—‘ What air. I telling you this for?’ VTiy
papa, my neighbor is dead 1
You don’t hear one-half I am saying—I really
do think it’s 100 bod !
Why, you might have seen crape on her dooi
knob, and noticed to-day I’ve been sad.
And they’ve got her a cotlln ol rosewood, and
they say they have dressed her in white,
And I’ve never once looked through thetence,
pa, since she .lied—at eleven last night
‘And ma says it’s decent and proper, as I was
her neighbor and lriend,
That I should go there to the luneral, and she
thinks that you ought to attend;
But I am ho clumsy and awkward, I know I
shall be in the way,
And suppose they should speak to me, papa, I
wouldn’t know just what to say.
“ So I think I will get up quite early, I know 1
sleep late, but I know
“ I’ll he sale to wake up it our Bridget pulls
the string that 1 ’ll tie to my toe.
And I’ll crawl through the ience and I’ll
gather the ‘ Johnny Jump-ups ’ as they
grew
Bound her feet the first day that I saw her
and, papa, I’ll give them to you.
“ For you’re a big man, and you know, pa,
can come and go just whore you choose,
And you’ll take the flowers in to her, and sure,
ly they’ll never reluse;
But, pupa, don’t say they’re from Johnny.
They won’t understand, don’t you see,
But just lay them down on her bosom, and,
papa, she’ll know they’re lrom me.”
—Bret Harte.
IN LOVE AND IN DEBT.
“ Who is that, Carrie?”
“ Dionysius Harrington. Is he not
handsome?”
“Handsome! I should think lie is.
What a partner for the Lancers! or to
take one sleigh-riding, or down to sup
per, or, in fact, anywhere where a tctc-a
tete was a possible contingent.”
“ He is sure to be at the Nevilles’ ball
to-night. Perhaps you may be able to
test your opinion on that subject.”
“ If ho is there, I certainly shall.”
“ Provided you have an opportunity.
‘Handsome Dion’is in great request;
but then yours is quite a.new face, and a
debutante is always sure of a certain
amount of attention.”
Carrie’s tone was a little piqued, and
pretty Margery Heyvrood felt that it
was .just us well to drop the subject.
Fortunately Broadway affords plenty of
conversational resources, and some im
ported costumes in a window supplied a
topic of inter, st quite equal to hand
some Dionysius Harrington.
Perhaps in Margery’s mind there was
an unacknowledged connection between
the two. Dion and dress were not so
very far apart; for a man who attired
himself so elegantly was not, likely to be
indifferent to the toilets of the women
whom he delighted—or condescended—
to honor.
This point settled in her own mind,
Margery was full of confidence. She
had been brought up in a world where
the milliner and tailor
“ Are throned powers, and share the general
state.”
Ilerown dress was always perfect; her |
ribbons never chiffonnc, her gloves new, '
her general costume like a morning
glory before twelve o'clock— it had no
yesterday. Indeed, she considered neg
ligence in dress one of the deadly sins
nmong respectable people. So that, un
der any circumstances, she would have
trrepared carefully for the Neville ball;
nit it was certainly worth extra trouble
when she was hopeful of eyes that could
appreciate colors and combinations.
Iter reward was with her, for she had
a great success that night. Her toilet
was the rarest and richest in the room,
and Dion Harrington signified his ap
proval by the honor of three waltzes.
After such a mark of distinction,
Margery could repose, as it were, upon
the sense of her own perfections.
They were sitting chatting together:
and there was a look on Dion's face
Which absolutely indicated that he had
forgotten himself, and was admiring
someone else. Margery was certainly
doing her best to charm him, and site
instinctively found out the best wav—
she was making Dion talk in a manner
that really amazed himself. Among
men he wasasensible fellow.with plenty
ofnisown opinions; but among ladies
ha generally relied on his personal ad
vantages.
Besides, his object was to conquer
women rather than to amuse tliem, and
be had generally found a few sighs and
glances a very effective method or subju
gation. But this night he was .-venialiy
talking to Margery on every kind of
topic, and feeling, also, an obligation on
himself to say the cleverest thing he
could think of at the time. After their
first waltz he began his usual routine of
reir arks:
"We have had very bad weather
lately, have we not?”
Marge.y did not assent according to
rule and precedent* but said, " Really, I
wonder you should think so. If is
always changing. What more would
you have? There was once an old lady
who used to tell her grumbling nephew
tliat he ought to be thankful for any
w oathoat all."
“ I think nearly every one grumbles at
the weather."’
“ I have noticed that. If men are not
satisfied with a party, or if anything
goes WTong in their business or in their
view of politics, they grumble at the
weather. I don’t believe that any two
lovers, or any form of government,
could stand six weeks of settled sun
shine.”
Dion looked at this strange girl. She
had a metaphysical, dreamy look in her
eyes; there was no telling how she might
turn the commonest subject. He re
membered that he had another engage
ment, and made his most graceful apolo
gies. Still he was wondering, all the
time he was away fr m Margery, what
she was thinking a iut him, and tor
menting himseh w li the memory of
several good things hat he might have
said, and did not say.
Perhaps that was the reason that he
called upon Margery the next day, and
the next, and so on indefinitely.* In a
month the handsome Dionysius was no
longer at the general service; he was
devoted to Miss Hey wood. Then peo
ple began to talk. Some very good peo-
Oglethorpe Echo.
By T. L. GANTT.
i pie, professedly anxious to repress mali
cious rumors, propagated them; and
though they declared them to be incredi
ble, still, unfortunately, they believed
them to be only too true, g
It is easy to profess indifference - to
such ill-natured talk, but people cannot
be indifferent to the results of it. In
this case the rumors reached Margery’s
aunt at Heywood, and she sent a pre
emptory order for her niece’s return
home immediately.
At tliis order Margery was very cross.
She did not want to go back into the
country, and she did think that, in some
way or other. Dion might liave prevented
people’s remarks. And his little effort to
talk the matter over witli her only made
her more angry; for her loving, anxious
heart was waiting to hear something
more sweetly personal than:
“ I cannot imagine, Miss Heywood,
what pleasure people find in gossip.”
“You cannot?” snapped Margery.
“Well, then, let me tell you that all
pleasures are short-lived except that of
watching the mistakes of our friends,
and comparing them witli our own vir
tues.” A ’
“ Where shall we meet again? w
“lam no diviner.” She was pale and
angry, but the tears were in her eyes.
She knew that he loved her. Why could
he not—why would he not —say so?
“Why?” She asked herself this ques
tion all during the next summer. For
Dion, having discovered that Miss Hey
wood was with her invalid aunt in a
small village in the Pennsylvania moun
tains, abandoned at once the delights of
fashionable hops and drives, and de
voted himself to Miss Heywood and
Miss Ileywood’s aunt.
Ttwas a summer to date from all of
life afterward. Such glorious mornings
by the trout streams! Such evenings in
the moon-lit hills! Such walks, and
talks, and rides! “A young man so
handsome—so very handsome—a young
man so clever and polite, and so respect
ful to age,” Aunt Heywood had never
seen. Forty years before, she had
had a lover, who went to sea and never
came baek again, and she believed Dion
to be exactly like him. Yes, she was
certain that if ever she had been mar
ried, and had children, all her sons
would have been just iike Dion. The
old woman loved him, in her way, quite
as much as the young one.
This fair and nappy summer at length
came to a close. Dion found the ladies
one morning in the midst of trunks and
toilets. A sudden frost had set in, and
Aunt Heywood missed the comforts of
her own home. Dion lingered, silent
and sorrowful, till after lunch, and then
lie asked Margery to go into the woods
for a walk with him. He had a confes
sion to make, lie said, if Miss Heywood
permitted it.
Miss Heywood thought he might have
spoken wii hour her permission. “Too
much courtesy, too much courtesy,” she
whisnered her own heart; but she signi
fied lier assent by a little nod of her
head and a set, steadfast look in the
water.
“ Miss Heywood—Margery—l want
to confess to you what a ioolish waste I
have made of my life and fortune.
Hitherto I have squandered them in the
silliest of pursuits.”
Margery began to tap her foot rest
lessly.
“I have been so vain of my good
looks.”
She looked half slyly and half admir
ingly through her eyelashes at him.
“ And I am sorry to say that, in order
to do them justiee, I have been very un
just to others. lam very deeply in debt,
and—”
“ Deeply in debt!” Was that what he
had to confess? She colored violently,
and rose. “ Mr. Harrington, your debts
do not concern me, unless—unless—”
“ I expect you to pay them ? I suppose
that is what you think I mean. Miss Hey
wood. How can you misjudge me so
cruelly? I beg pardon for presuming to
imagine that you could feel any interest
either in the past or future of so worth
less a life as mine has hitherto been.”
He rose to go, and some dumb, evil
spirit possessed the girl. She longed to
smile, to sgeak. to detain him; but she
could not permit herself to do it.
“Good-bye, Margery— dear Margery.
When I venture to speak to you again, I
hope to be more deserving of a hearing.”
He out. out his hand, and she would not
see it. Oh, it was hard that he would
not understand the love and longing and
disappointment in her heart! She had a
right to be angry with a man so blind;
and as she could not for very shame go
into a good, womanly passion, she gave
vent to her feelings in a very unwomanly
exhibition of sarcastic indifference.
But when Dion had really gone, she
fell with passionate sobbing upon the
ground, until the pines talked sough
fully among themselves, and wailed
hack to her those melancholy tones they
learn I know not where.
Aunt Heywood was as broken-hearted
as her niece. She brooded on the loss of
the gay, beautiful youth, with something
ot both a mother’s and a lover’s anguish;
and when, a week later, they heard that
he had sailed for the coast of Africa as
supercargo of a friend’s ship, all the sun
shine died out of the two lives at Hey
wood Park.
A year later old Miss Heywood died,
and Margery was left sole mistress of her
person and fortune. There was some
rumors of a strange will made by Miss
Ileywood in her last hour, which it
was thought Margery would dispute.
But the rumor died, and the young
heiress apparently settled down to a
monotonous life, in which nothing
seemed left her but the “ having loved.
In the second year a little ripple was
made in Heywood by the advent of
Harry Lake. Harry had been Dion’s
great friend, and was probably even
then in correspondence with him.
Margery had always avoided Harry's
uncle hitherto: but now, with a sweet
ness that no old man could resist, sire in
quired after his health, his crops, and
whatever other subject seemed of im-
portance to him.
In fact, she quite won the old bach
elor’s heart. It was a great grief to him
that he could not hope to wed her for
himself; apd he halfdisliked his nephew
for his chances. But at any rate lie de
termined that such a nice girl—and such
a rich girl—should not go out of the
family; and he soon let Harry know that
the piospects of inheriting the Lake
estate rested very much upuji bis mar
riage with Margery.
“ But suppose the young lady will not
have me. uuele?”
“You are not to suppose failure, sir,
in anything. You have no rivals here—
but me,” the old man grumbled, not very
pleasantly.
Harry was in a diieuuaa, and lie sat
thinking long over it that niiffit. But
lie was endowed with a nature singu
larly lionest, and at th*s juncture it
helped him better than intrigue. He
simply wrote a little note to Margery,
.-isking permission to see her next day at
noon. He received, as he expected, a
cordial assent; and so. putting Dion’s
iast letter in his pocket, he wont almost. *
confidently over to Heywood Park.
It was a very pleasant meeting, but .
Harry was determined not to let their I
conversation drift into generalities. .
“ Miss Heywood.” hesaid, “ I nmgomg ;
to ask from you a very singular favor. ;
I—l want you. In short,! waul you to ,
refuse to marry me,’’.
Margery could not help a smile at
Harry's awkwardness. She readily di
vined*that be had something important
to say to her, and that he had. in his
eagerness to be perfectly plain about ifc.
begun at the end instead of the begin
ning. So she said, “ I shall certainly
refuse you—when you ask me, Mr.
Lake.”
“ Oh, that of course ! No fellow like
me expects to get a hearing, after poor
Dion could not succeed. But the truth
is just this: my uncle admires you so
much that he threatens to leave me noth
ing unless I marry you.”
••-And you prefer to he disinherited, of
course ?’
THE ONLY PAPER IN ONE OF THE LARGEST, MOST INTELLIGENT AND WEALTHIEST COUNTIES IN GEORGIA.
i
j “No, no, no; but. Miss Heywood, I
: am dead in love with the dearest little
j girl, and I am over head and ears in
i debt also; and if I vex uncle, he will
give me no money—and don't you see
| now the thingis?”
1 “Not exactly. Now what am Ito do?
H o!T, T siia’l write you a letter to
morrow— a real, old - fashioned Sir
Charles Grandison letter—and ask your
permission ejc., etc., to pay my devoted
duty, etc., etc., to you. And I shall
sliow this letter to uncle, and get Ids
suggestions and approbation.”
its “Yes; and then I am to—”
“To answer it,just in your loftiest
style. Miss Heywood. If you say a few
words a little down on the Lakes, I don’t
mind it at all, and it will finish the mat
ter. Of course I shall be cut up and all
that. If my poor Dion was here he
would find some clever way out ot the
scrape; but I can never think of any
thing but just going to headquarters, as
I have come to you.”
“It is the lx*st way. A straight line
is just as good in love as in geometry.”
Then the affair was talked over, and
Margery brought all her woman’s tact
and delicacy to its arrangement. Things
were planned so as to proceed more
leisurely; for the climax, instead of
coming the next day, as Harry pro
posed, was indefinitely put off. But
Margery thought herself well paid for
her complaisance; for in a very short
time Harry knew as well as possible the
true state of her heart, and many a pre
cious bit of news he brought her con
cerning Dion, and one day he managed
to forget a photograph of him and never
afterward to remember its loss.
So, with this fresh interest in life, time
did not seem so heavy to poor Margery.
She had Dion’s pictured face, and every
now and then a few words of informa
tion about him, or else a long talk witli
Harry concerning the manifold perfec
tions of one so dear to both.
But though the final letter was de
layed as long as possible, Uncle Lake at
last got impatient. “ Harry had spent
part of every day at Heywood for four
months; if boys and girls did not know
their own minds in that time, they never
would.” So the old gentleman wrote
the proposal himself, stated frankly
what lands and money he intended to
give Harry, and solicited for the young
man the hand of his fair neighbor.
The answer had been caiefully pre
pared by the two young people. It was
exquisitely polite, hut yet it contrived to
hit delicately several points on which
Uncle Lake was very sensitive; and, in
tine, it absolutely declined any alliance
with his house.
The effect was better than they had
dared to hope. Uncle Lake was greatly
offended, and for Margery’s sake recalled
the very worst of the stereotyped flings
at women and women’s ways so gener
ally familiar to bachelors young and old.
“ However, lie was sorry for me,
Margery.” said Harry, one day, a week
afterward, “ and lie has shown it in a
way that I thoroughly appreciate.”
A 01.Q',1,])”
“ Yes, for ten thousand dollars.”
“ Did you pine much, Harry?”
“No, I could not manage it; and, do
you know, that pleased uncle. He
praised my spirited behavior, and said
that was just the way.: lie took a saucy
woman’s No thirty years a|o; and then
lie gave me the check, and told me to go
to Paris for a season.”
“ And you go, I suppose ?”
“ Just as soon as the dearest little girl
is ready to go with me.”
“Will you have enough, after paying
your debts?”
“ I shall naturally consider my wife’s
comfort before my creditors’.”
“Oh, Harry! Harry!”
“Well, Margery, 1 never could keep
out of debt and out of love. The men I
trade with and the girl I love always
have a lien on me.”
After Harry left letters were long de
layed. Addresses were lost or changed,
and week after week and month after
month passed without bringing any
word from Dion, about whom he liaa
promised to write. In the third summer
Margery was so lonely that she deter
mined to join some friends in a European
trip; f;r site was sure by this time that
Dion had quire forgotten her.
So she wandered all summer in the
sunniest places of the earth, and was so
charmed and happy that she really be
lieved her love and her regrets were
buried deeper than arty memory could
reach for them.
She was sitting, one lovely afternoon,
cn the top of Richmond Hill. As she sat
musing someone suddenly stood be
tween her amt the sunshine. She looked
ii)), and instantly put out her two hands
with a joyful, cry to Dion.
“Oh, Margery! Margery! Margery!
Oh, my own love! my dear love! my dar
ling!” while in a minor tone Margery
was sobbing: “Dion! Dion! Dion! You
have nearly killed me! " Ilow could you,
Dion? You don’t know that you have
nearly broken my heart. Yes, you have,
sir.”
Then there was such an explanation
to be gone through that at ten o’clock
that night they had only got as far as
their unfortunate parting. And this
seemed to remind Dion of something,
for he said: “Oh. Margery darling, I
am afraid I must tell you the same old
story. I have worked very hard, and
all that, but I am still in debt.”
“ No, you are not. I have something
to tell you, also. Aunt Heywood left
you all her money provided you claimed
>t within five years after her death; if
not, it was to be mine.”
“ Tt will still be yours, Margery.”
“ No. I do not want both you and the
i money; I have enough of my own.”
; “ Then I shall get out of debt at last.”
| “No, you will not, sir. You owe me
i the price of three years of my life. You
will never be out of my debt, and you
. will never be put of my love.”
“ l don't want to, sweiei Margery! and
, they who are deep in love can afford to
i spend twenty out of an income of nine
| teen; for you know the old proverb:
1 -‘ There was a couple who loved one an
other. and they always -took what they
i had. and they never wanted.— Harper's
! IT sekly .
Making Them Eat Their Own Flour.
Relating his Indian fcXDeriences, Colo
nel Meadows Taylor tells of his being
beset bv hundreds of pilgrims and trav
elers, erving out against the bunnias or
floufrsellers who not only gave thr
customers short weight, but adulterated
| the flour so abominably with sand'that
cakes made of it were utterly uneatable,
j The colonel determined to punish the
cheats: and this is "how he did it.
I told, says he, some reliable man
of my escort to go quietly into the bazaars
and each bftiy flour at a separate shop. he.
ins careful to note whose shop it was.
I’hathmi- was (brought to me.' I tested
Iver-v sAmMe. and found it full of stfid as
s nussrd it under my teeth. I then de
ired all the persons named in my i; s t
to be’sent to me. with their baskets of
flour their weights and scales. Shortlv
afterward they arrived, evidently sus'-
pectjne nothing, and were placed in a
rowon^gr.-u*beforetent.q- Now.”
said I. graven*. aeh of you Is to wefoh
out * seer (ttro paunds) of yo U r flour:’
which was done.
“Ts if for The pilgrims?” asked one
“No." said I. quietly, though I had
much 'difaculty to keep countenance.
“ You mtfstcat it yoirfselvt*.’’
They saw that I Was in earnest and
| offered to pay any tine I imposed.
“Not so.’’ I returned; “you have
made many eat your flour: why should
■ von object to Mt it yourselves* l ”
They were horribly frightened; and
amid the screams of laughter and jeers
| of the bystanders some of them actually
j began to eat, sputtering out the half
moistened flour, which could be heard
crunching between their teeth. At last
, some of them flung themselves on their
; faces, abjectly beseeching pardon: and
j £O, witli a severe admonition, they were
* let off. No more was heard of the bad
1 flour.
LEXINGTON, GEORGIA, FRIDAY, AUGUST 22, 1879.
FARM, GARDEN AND HOUSEHOLD
Household nintiy - *
Black C!ash:s£|ke.- Place
the dress m strong* nor ax-rivater, made
lukewarm; let'ft femain. ini soak all
night, then take ontnfid hang on the line
to driqsiand when nearly Mry, press.
Do not rinse or wring.
I To Renovate a Black Chip Hat.—
i Add to one pint cold water teaspoonful
of spirits of ainnoniu; us<- with nfcoff
I tooth or nail brush; wlen clean rinse"
with cold water and place in suri lo ary.
Do not soak or scrub sufficiently to de
stroy the shape. It will look as good as
new.
Embroidery Silks.— The silk should
be dipped in weak ammonia before
using, in order to set the. color, and arti
cles embroidered or knit in worsted
should never be washed in anything
stronger than water. A little ox gall
mixed with water will keep the colors
from running unless the work is rubbed
or wrung.
To Wash a Fine Cambric Handker
chief.—lf embroidered in colored silks,
the colors will not run if washed in a
soap lather very quickly; wring
thoroughly and then iron, so that it
dries at ofiee. There should be no soak
ing, and the embroidered corner. should
be kept out of the water as much as
possible. A little alum in the water
will make the process sure.
A HaNGINO-G ARDEN OF SPONGE.—
Take a white sponge of large f size, sow
it full of rice, oats or wheat.. Place it
for a week or ten days in a shallow dish
of water; the sponge will absorb the
moisture and the seeds begin to sprout
before many days. When tliis has fairly
taken place tile sponge may be suspended
by a hook and cord at the top of the
window where a little sun may enter.
It will become a mass of green, and be
kept moist by merely immersing it in a
bowl of water.
Thumb-Slckin4.—l have observed
that a peculiar and rather common
deformity of the chest is caused by the
habit of sucking the thumb in infancy
and early childhood. The weight of the
arm on the thorax of the child during
sleep produces depression of the ribs in
the line occupied by the arm when the
thumb is placed in the mouth. As this
is a very important effect of “thumb
sucking” never hitherto pointed out, I
tnink it desirable to place this note on
record for the benefit of other observers.
— Dr. Dobell.
Treatment of Gold Fish.—ln cases
where gold fish are kept in vessels in
rooms, etc., they Should be kept in
spring water. The water will require to
be changed according to the size of ves
sel or the number ot fish kept therein,
but it is not well to change the water
trio often. A Vessel that will hold a
common sized pail of water, two fish
may be kept in by changing the water
once in three weeks, and so on in pro
portion. If any food is supplied them it
should be a few crumbs of bread dropped
into the water once or twice a week.
The Curculio.
The habits of the pests 6f the plum
trees are thus described; The female
beetle cuts a sm:Ul cresoent-sliaped hole
in the skin of the plum, into wlyeh she
drafts an egg. The egg soon hatches,
ami the grub bores straight into the fruit
until it reaches the pit and then feeds
around this, causing the plum to drop
from the tree. The curculio? appear in.
spring soon after the plum trees are out
of bloom, and the depositing of their
eggs commences as soon as the fruit is
as large as peas, and continues for several
weeks, or until the plums are nearly or
quite full grow'n. Smoking the trees
with the fumes of burning tar is some
times resorted: to for the purpose of mak
ing the fruit distasteful to the curculio,
but jto be effective, the fumigation must
lie repeated once or twice a week. Some
—and perhaps we miglitsay many—fruit
growers resort to what is termed thejaf
ring process to save their plums. Sheets
are spread under tlie trees every morn
ing, and the cureulios shaken off upon
them, and then gathered up and killed.
The curculio, when disturbed, folds up
its legs and lets go its hold upon the tree,
falling to the ground, instead of attempt
ing to fly; consequently it is an easy
matter to catch them by tlie jarring pro
cess. A few yards of common muslin
will make a sheet large enough to cover
the ground under a tree as far as the
branches extend, and, by leaving one
seam open to the center, it may be read
ily slipped around the stem But this
jarring of the trees must be repeated as
long as any cureulios are caught, which
involves the expenditure of more time
than most persons are willing to give for
a few plums.
Rules of Health.
Nothing is so essential to health at this
season of the year as a proper observance
of sanitary rules. The following sugges
tions in this line will be valuable:
Drainage—A thoroughly drained soil
is all important. Sewers snotlld be prop
erly located and frequently examined, so
as to insure cleanliness and effectiveness.
Houses, cellars and yards should be
cleaned.
Water supply—“ Water, next to air,
is the Chief necesstiry of life.” We may
even place it before food, because all food
is largely composed of it. Cisterns should
be constructed of suitable material; its
water ought to be frequently examined
and kept free from color, odor and other
indications of impurity. Wells are the
most dangerous sources of water supply,
for few wells are free from surface pollu
tion. They should be properly located,
to avoid all possible risk of contamina
tion from their surroundings, carefully
built with elevated curbs and covered
tops. The wafer they contain should be
examined at short intervals. A simple
method of examination is by dissolving
a luniD of. loaf sugar in a quantity of sus
pected water iff a clean bottle, which
should have a close-fitting glass stopper.
Set the bottle in a window of a room
where the sunlight will fall upon if . If
tfie water' reiMins bright ami limpid
after a week's exposure, it may be pro
nounced fit for use. But If it becomes
turbid during the week it contains enough
impuritfes tone unhealthy. Such water
should noi be used for drinking purposes
until it has been boiled and filtered.
Dwellingst—Tbe prime condition of
health in a house depends upon cleanli
ness, pure air Land unpolluted water.
Good ventilation is absOhJtnV um%sary.
Rooms shouhFbe frequently aired and a
daily visit from Dr. Sunshine encouraged.
Overcrowding is a fruitful source of'air
pollution in dwellings.
A Rood Deed’s Reward.
It. was- in the job-room, xays the
Boston Tratiacnpi. The foreman Vid
just put info type an elaborate “job,”
and was stepping back to take a-eqmjt
at the “justification.” A little in. las
rear was an open elevator-way. The
•'ffice bpy, fresh from school, took in the
situation with the wonderful but ac
knowledged intuition of the newlv
gvaduated scholar. He had heard of
Sliehael Angelo, in the great dome of St.
Peter's, stepping back, back, all uncon
scious, in his rapt admiration of his
beautiful creation, that in another in
stant he would be over the staging's
, wree, to be dgriiwf to pieces jja
marble floor below. He remlmbered
tliat at this juncture an assistant flung a
, paint brush steeped in paint full drive at
1 the master's fresco, destroying its
Iteauty with one fell stroke. He thought
i how the great man rushed to save his
! darling .paintfcg, thus preserving his
i own life. Quick as office
boy seized a npiiet and threw it at the
1 laborious 5 ‘*job.” knowing ft wiio pi.
j But, alas! now differently are great
I minds affected by circumstances so
i nearly the same. The foreman didn’t
i rush 'at the upset type, crying, “ My poor
i job!” No, he turned right round and
, —discharged the boy.
Lemonade and Health.
The wholesome condition of the city
ms, we have little doubt, owing in a con
siderable degree to the moderate prices
summer of fruit and vegetables, and
: especially to the very low price of
Jmnons. Physicians appreciate more and
more the beneficial effects of lime and
flemon acid on tlie human system, and
we have heard of one who recommended
S’emons a day. This number made
lemonade in warm weather would
ery gratifying, and we doubt not very
ylesome, and it is therefore to be
noticed, with special approbation, that
good iced lemonade is offered at the cor
ners of the streets at from two cents to
five cents a glass, according to the
size. A three-cent glass is about as
much as anybody wants to drink hastily
in passing along the streets.
Limes are preferable to lemons, and
they are cheaper in proportion to
the amount of acid they contain. Lime
juice can be had at all times, and it bids
fair to supersede other summer drinks
in Britain, The Montreal Witness shows
how extensively it is used there:
“ Lime juice bids fair to do the work
of a dozen temperance advocates. In
England, which is not a very hot coun
try, it is, we are informed, both privately
and through the newspapers, largely su
perseding the use of alcoholic liquors.
It is tlie first really desirable and elegant
non-alcoholic dinner-table beverage that
has yet been prepared. Avery small
quantity of it, sweetened to taste in a
tumbler of water, makes a most delight
ful summer drink, and except for the
sugar, which many do not use, a very
inexpensive one indeed. The London
Lancet says the demand for lime juice is
so great that the publicans have to keep
it, although they would very much pre
fer not to, and accuse it of doing all
sorts of mischief to the human frame#
How strangely interested they seem sud
denly to have become in the weal of tlie
human frame! And it has, we learn,
equally established its place on gentle
men’s tables, those who have been ac
customed to use wine freely consuming
it in large ’quantities. It is popularly
credited with bein an absolute specific
for rheumatism and gout, as well as for
a variety of cutaneous diseases popularly
known under the general name of scurvy.
Many chronically troubled with the
first class of disorders find their general
health unquestionably better since they
began to use this instead of wine. Tlie
Lancet, while it does not question the
common opinion of its virtues, derides
tlie interested objections of the liquor
sellers, and advises everybody to take as
much lime juice as he wants. Canada
is a warmer country than England, es
pecially this year, and the success of the
iime juice is, we believe, proportionately
great. With knowledge we heartily en
joy the iMncet's advice.”
When oatmeal, Graham bread and
milk are substituted to a large extent for
meat, tea, coffee and white bread, and
when lemonades and lime juice take the
place of wine and beer in the family and
at tlie dining-table, a host of diseases
will have to go hurrying down to the pit
whence they come, and men and women
will not only live much longer, but be
much happier.— New York Witness.
Coddling a Streak of Lightning.
An American lady writes: At night
my husband comes home with a rush,
hangs his hat upon the floor, throws his
coat upon the first chair, sends his boots
flying in another direction, works bis
feet ,into his slippers while unfolding
his paper, reads, eats, reads again until
bedtime, throws his paper down for
someone else to pick up, and rushes off
to bed. This is the programme, with ex
ceptions, until Saturday night. Sunday
morning he bolts his breakfast and teai-s
around while getting into his “ Sunday
(best ” and rushes off to church; comes
[home and bolts his dinner (never eats),
jyeads a little, sleeps a little, and away
he goes again. When he tries to keep
quiet he is sure to make the more noise;
if he starts to go around a mud-puddle
lie is sure to step flat into it; if he crosses
the room carefully he is sure to kick the
table leg or failover a chair; and let
him go to a table where a spare clean
cloth has been spread and you will soon
see more of “ decorative art ” in live
minutes than you ever dreamed could
be accomplished in so short a time. He
is temperate, naturally kind-hearted, at
tends strictly to business and pays his
debts like a man; was once chatty and
domestic, fond of his family and home,
but has allowed himself to drift with
this rushing, reading habit, until now
nothing could break it up short of break
ing bis neck. Fancy a wife trying to
coddle such a streak of lightning.
Talntage in London.
The most remarkable case of lionizing
on record, says the Cleveland Leader,
is that of the Reverend Mr. Talma? 0 at
Ixmdon. The famous preacher ■ Lie
Brooklyn Tabernacle went abroai, i s
lie expressly explained to his congrega
tion, for recreation and rest. He had
been worn down by years of labor, and
his fatigue had been further aggravated
by the excitement and strain of his re
cent trial upon the charge of hetero
doxy. But no sooner did the weary
minister land in England than appoint
ments were made for him to preach in
the largest churches and halls of Ixm
don, and such hasfoeen the rage to hear
him that even ,'ve great Agricultural
Hall, where Weston won his. recent pe
destrian victory, is totally insufficient
to hold the multitudes which throng
to do honor to the new wonder. The
cble special to the New York Herald
describing the scene on a recent Sunday
says: “Thousands upon thousands of
people thronged the streets leading to
the hall for miles, almost blockading
the passage of vehicles and pedestrians;
many people were crushed, and Dr. Tal
mage’s carriage was almost demolished
by the great crowd, every individual in
which was anxious to see the distin
guished American preacher.” So in the
master of sensations, the eccentric
Brjokfjn clergyman will hrfrre to be
tflided to the 'rapidly lengthening list of
Americans who by- their skill and en
durance in various specialties have set
I/mdon agog.
A Breath-Sucking Cat.
A correspondent writes to the New
York Tribune, saying: I have always
supposed that the story that cats were
addicted to the habit of sucking the
breath of persons while sleeping, where
they coula get access to the apartment,
was nothing but a nursery fiction with
which to frighten children from the
practice of taking pet eats to bed with
them; but a case in point has just come
under my notice, with which I thought
it would be well to acquaint your
readers, to guard them against a similar
occurrence. A young lady of my ac
quaifttaiHse, residing in Bedford avenue,
Brontlyn, was awakened last week dur
ing the night in an almost exhausted
and strangling condition, withjust suffi
cient consciousness to throw from her
breast a cat whose mouth was thrust
for into hers. She had scarcely strength
fe (tail for help, and link since bee* very
ill from prostration aad ulcerated sore
throat. For several mornings previous
she had awakened with very peculiar
sensations about the throat and chest,
and it is now supposed they originated
from the same cause. The cat was a
strange one. as none is kept about the
L boose, and must have gained accejs to
*tle apartmentthrorfeha window (which
j opens on a balcony) near the bed.
Would it not be well to caution the
i public, against this danger?
* Tennyson has been kiliwn to re-writp
i thirty times before l>ejag suffi
, ciently satisfied with it to give it to the
] printer.
Original Matter.
He was a friend of mine, and used
frequently to drop in and give me advice
as to liow I should run my paper.
He was a minister, and consequently
thought I should devote it a little more
to the cause of religion and not quite so
much to politics.
He said it could be made a power for
good in the Western land in which we
had both east our fortunes.
He was a lover of the original, too,
and said he disliked to see reprint, and
thought I should write more—take the
time, in fact, to fill the paper right up
with good stuff. It seemed such an easy
thing for him that one day I ventured to
say;
“ Brother, you had a glorious-meeting
at the sclioolhouse. I hear. Suppose you
write it up for me?”
He, didn’t seem to act as though he
wanted to.
I urged.
He flushed a little and stood around
awkward like. He had never been hon
ored with an invitation to write for the
press before.
I still urged.
Then he took off his gloves and his
hat. Then I gave him a seat at the
table, with paper and pencil.
He sat down to editorial work.
He was always talking about how it
should be done, and now he was at it.
He started in.
I went about my work, and, having
written up a column or two of matter
for the paper, left him still writing,
while I went out to solicit some adver
tisements.
I was gone an hour or two, and when
I came back he was still at it.
He was sweating awfully.
The table and floor were white with
copy paper, and the pencil in his hand
was much diminished in length.
1 went to dinner.
When I returned he was at it yet.
The pencil was shorter and he was
wetter. It was summer.
Tlie hours dragged along into the
middle of the afternoon.
Great cords stood out on the preacher’s
heated brow.
His eyes were bent on the dazzling
white paper before him and his pencil
was a stub. I began to grow frightened,
i knew I had only a small weekly paper,
and that its fourteen columns of space
(one side was patent inward) would
not hold the contents of the Bible and
supplemented messages from heaven
besides.
At last the man looked up and timidly
advanced with a piece of paper in one
hand, and suddenly went back to change
a word.
Then he came on again, and, like one
who had passed through a vision, held
out a piece of paper and boldly asked:
“Will that do?”
I looked at it.
There were just seven lines of it,
advertising measure.
He was a large man, weighing over
300 pounds then, but when I met him
three weeks later he weighed less than
155.
He had been sick. *
The seven-line nine-hour effort was
too much for him.
Neither did lie compose for a paper
again.
It was hard work for him to write,
and he saw he was not cut out for an
editor.— Chicago Evening Journal.
Visit to the Zulu King.
On the following evening, writes an
English correspondent, I again visited
the king, wiio had especially invited me
to witness a review of liis troops, two
regiments of which, one of “white
shield#” and the other of “ black
shields,” were stationed at Nonduengu.
These troops formed a large circle in the
open central space of tlie kraal, while the
king walked, or rather trotted, about as
well as he was able, within tlie circle,
closely followed by his sliield-bearer and
other attendants carrying his snuff and
his beer. The shouts that arose from his
assembled warriors became deafening as
the king, calling upon one or other of his
more distinguished soldiers by name,
and pointing toward him, summoned
him to perform his feats of agility.
Every arm was extended and every
finger pointed toward the man thus hon
ored, who leaped from his place in the
ranks, and commenced running, jump
ing, springing high into the air. kicking
his shield, flourishing his weapons anu
performing the most extraordinary man
euvers imaginable. All this time the
“ imbongas,” or praisers, recounted the
deeds of the king amid the shouts of the
multitude. After his majesty was tired
of moving about —for his extreme obesity
rendered it no easy matter —his chair of
state was brought to him, in which lie
sat and regaled himself with a copious
draught of “ outchualia,” or beer made
of fermented millet, often taking pinches
of snuff.
Then every soldier passed in single file,
before the king, each one bowing to the
dust, and lowering his shield as he passed
the august presence. This ended the re
view, and the king was borne back to his
harem amidst the shouts and din of the
multitude. Nothing can be imagined
more truly savage, yet picturesque
withal, than the appearance of these
Zulu soldiers when arrayed for battle.
With kilts formed of the tails of the
leopard and other wild animals, their
heads adorned with the plumes of the
crane and the ostrich, with long stream
ers of goat’s hair attached to their arms
and legs, and holding in front their huge
bucklers of hide, which almost cover
their, bodies, and above which protrude
the bristling points of their well-sharp
ened assegais, they present a most strik
ing aspect, and one not easily forgotten.
The costume of the king consisted of a
copious kilt formed of leopard’s tails and
the skins of the green monkey. On his
forehead he wore a large ball of closely
cut feathers of the blue roller, and round
his neck Irung a quantity of very large
white beads. His arms were nearly cov
ered with bracelets of brass and gold,
while fillets of beads encircled his body
and Ms legs. In aspect he was dignified,
and his skin was of a lighter color than
that of most Zulus.
Bead and Her Eyes Full of Tears.
In the sad account of the suit-ide o
Mrs. Josephine Oolton, whose journal
has been published in the city papers,
and which a reason for the act
jealousy and neglect, occur these words
of her landlady : ‘ There she lay, her
head on the pillow, and two shots in her
breast and one in hey lemplp.. In her
right hand was the pistol. Her eyes
were op<* and full of tears. I never saw
such a tiling in a dead person.” One of
tli#laws 01 nature is that w# come -into
the world tearless and go out of it tear
less. When Dickens died tears poured
down his cheeks, which was no-doubt
owing to a sudden expansion erf the
lachrymal glands. The glands were dis
eased, perhaps, from over-labor. In the
case or poor MrJ. Colton, bitter suffering
and almost constant weeping must have
diseased the ,glands which pour out
serum to wash and moisten the bails of
tlie eyes. One passage in her melancholy
ioum'al makes dear enough her Tarty like
sensitiveness. It is dated the 15th of
, October last: “ I walked until I was
almost dead, trying to‘get "some sewing
to do at home. Walking anve me an
appetite, the first in weeks: but I had no
money, and I did something tliat made
me feel mean. I went over to Mrs.
C ——’s about supper time to see if she
would not ask me to stay. She did, and
the supper tasted good.” A woman so
keenly alive to honor as to “feel mean ”
because she lingered at a neighbor's in
the hope of appeasing her hunger with
out being suspected, "would weep from
neglect until her eyes even in death
would show traces of grief. No more
pidful story of love, disappointment and
wifely sorrow has ever been given to the
public.— New York Mercury
Marvelous Story of A Woman’s Life.
! The romantic vicissitudes of the early
I life of the Countess Solange de Kramer
1 has once more become the talk of Paris,
i and they aie, it.deed, so extraordinary
1 that, used as materials for a novel, they
1 would spoil the book by their lack of
probability. One night, many years ago,
a little girl about one year old was de
posited in the drawer of the foundling
hospital at Brest. She was dressed with
much dnery, and a note attached to her
skirts told that her name was Solange,
and that she would'be reclaimed by her
father. The claim was never made,
however, and in due time tlie child was
transferred to the orphan asylum, to be
educated there. As she grew up she
developed a most extraordinary beauty,
but her intellect appeared to be very
weak, and she suffered from frequent
nervous fits. When she was twelve
years old she was sent out into tlie streets
to sell flowers, and her beauty and
modesty attracted many people’s good
will, but she grew weaker and weaker,
and at lastshe died. According to French
custom, she was buried in an open
casket, and as it was winter and tlie soil
was frozen, she aas laid into the grave,
only covered with a thin layer of sand.
During the night she awoke and, push
ing the sand away, she crept out from
tliis grave. Not exactly understanding
what had taken place, she was not so
very much frightened, but in crossing the
glacis between the cemetary and the
fortifications, she was suddenly stopped
by the outcry, “ Qui vive," and as she
did not answer, the sentinel, fired, and
she fell to the ground. Brought into !
tlie guard-house, her wound was found j
to be very slight and she soon recovered, j
but her singular history and also her I
great beauty had made so deep an im- I
pression on a young lieutenant of the
garrison (Kramer) that lie determined to
be her protector, and sent her to one of
the most fashionable educational estab- j
lishmentsin Paris. During the next few
years Kramer was much tossed about
by the war, but when in 1818 he returned
to Paris, he .found Solange a full-grown
woman, not only beautiful, but accom
plished and spirited, with no more trace
of intellectual weakness or nervous fits.
He married her, and for several years
the couple lived happily in Paris. Mean
while, investigations were made con
cerning the girl left in the foundling
hospital at Brest, and as these investi
gations were made by the Swedish am
bassador and in a somewhat official
manner they attracted some attention.
Captain Kiamer heard about the affair
and sent a note to the ambassador, and
a month later on the ambassador came
in state to bring Madam Kramer a for
mal acknowledgement from her father,
the former General Bernadotte, the
present King Charles XIV. of Sweden.
Captain Kramer and his wife went im
mediately to Stockholm; they were en- j
nobled, and their son has just now been
appointed attache to the Swedisli lega- |
tion in Paris.
Hints to Letter Writers.
Many persons, in writing to relatives,
sign their name in such a manner as to
prove of no value in tracing out the
writer, should the letter be unclaimed.
Letters containing money are thus fre
quently lost. A parent writes to “ Dear
John,” incloses §lO, and signs, “Your
loving mother.” John can’t be found;
the letter is sent to the dead-letter office,
opened, and, no address being given, the
contents go to enrich the coffers of the
department, unless, perchance. John or
the loving mother sends to Washington
and succeeds in establishing their iden
tity. Persons who forget or else do not
consider it necessary to write the name
of the State on their envelope will do
well to note carefully the following facts:
There are in the country twelve Bostons,
twenty-live Springfields. eighteen Brook
iyns, five Baltimores, sixteen Buffaloes,
seventeeji Burlingtons, seventeen Charle
stons. four Chicagos, eight Cincinnatis,
ten Clevelands, nineteen Columbuses,
twenty-five Daytons, five Detroits, two
Indianapolises, fifteen Lowells, eight
Mempliises, three Milwaukees, fourteen
Nashvilles, five Omahas, eight Pitts
burgs, seven Philadelphias, fourteen
Portlands, fourteen Quincys, twenty-two
Richmonds, fifteen St. Louises, twelve
St. Pauls, seven Toledos, thirty Wash
ingtons, thirteen Wilmingtons, and
twenty-eight Williamsburgs.
Vegetable Ivory. '
The Colonies and Inilia furnishes some
interesting particulars respecting the
so-called vegetable ivory,” which is
now so much used as a substitute lor
ivory. The vegetable ivory nut is the
product of a species of palm found wild
in South America and Africa. Inside
the hard shell is the white kernel, which
being softer than ivory and easily carved,
as well as readily dyed, and being less
brittle than bone, is largely used in
making buttons, etc. The unripe fruit
consists of a green shell, containing a
watery fluid, which as the nut ripens
gradually thickens until it becomes a
pulpy mass, and eventually hardens into
solid matte.. The water, though bitter
to the taste, is wholesome, and often
renders invaluable service to travelers,
who cannot otherwise obtain water to
drink. The tree on which the fruit
grows is unlike an ordinary palm, hav
ing little or no stem and drooping down
ward, especially when the weak
branches are overweighed by the six or
seven bunches of nuts, each containing
six or seven seeds, inclosed in thick
heavy shells and outer sheath, and
weighing altogether from twenty to
twenty-four pounds.
Is it Going to Rain ?
The old signs seldom fail—a red and
angry sunrise, or flushed clouds at even
ing. Many a hope of rain have I seen
dashed by a painted sky at sunset. There
is truth in the old couplet, too:
“If it rains before seven,
It will clear before eleven.”
Morning rains are usually shortlived..
Better wait till ten o’clock. When the
clouds are chilled they turn blue and
rise up. When the fog leaves the
mountains reaching upward as if afraid
of being left behind, the fair weather is
near. Shoddy clouds are of little ac
count, and soon fall to pieces. Have
your clouds show a good strong fiber, and
have them lined —not with silver, hut
with other clouds of finer texture—and
have them wadded. It wants two or
three thicknesses to get up a good rain.
Especially, unless you have that cloud
mother, that dim. filmy, nebulous mass
that has its root in the higher regions of
the air, and is the source and backing of
all storms —your rain will be light in
deed.— John Burroughs.
Justice In Albania.
One of the curious facts related of
Albanians is their strict adhesion to the
lex tdUfmis. An assassin is killed by the
friends or relatives of the victim, and if
they cannot find the criminal himself
they have a right to kill l*is.father, his
son’and brother or his cousin. A thief
is forced to pay double the value of the
stolen goods to the person robbed, and a
fine besides to the tribunal of justice.
Adultery entails the same punishment as
assassination. If the betrothed girl re
fuses to keep hey promise the deceived
lover may kill a member of her family.
A guest is sacred; and a man who vio
lates the laws of hospitality and kills or
wounds his guest is chased from his
tribe, and no one is permitted to have
any communication with his family.
The same dishonor falls upon the man
who kiHS a woman. Ail his relatives
receive the surname of “ Woman-slayer.”
The Albanians number about 2,000,000
souls, and in the portion of their terri
tory claimed by Greece there are 650,000
inhabitants.
The merchant who employs young
saleswomen is continually having his
goods miss-represented.— Yonkers btates
man.
VOL. V. NO. 46.
TIMELY .TOPICS.
A Russian paper gives an account of a
plague of locusts near Elisabethpol.
which forced a detachment^ of troops on
the march to retrace tfieif steps. The
insects settled so thick on the soldiers’
faces, uniforms and muskets that the
commander, driven to desperation, or
dered firing at them. This was done for
half an hour, but produced ntreffwt, and
the soldiers were obliged to march back.
The swarm covered an area of twenty
two square miles.
The Louisville Courur-JourmU bundles
together its advice to profane men in this
wise: “To all who are afflicted with the
habit of profanitv. and who are desirous
of curing themselves of it, we would sug
gest that, as a beginning, tfjey resolve,
and rigidly adhere to the resolution, that
whenever they feel adisposition to swear
they will take no other name in vain ex
cept that of the Aztec god of war. Huit
ziiopochtli. That will give their anger
a chance to cool and to aisappear before
they get to the other end of the word, and
they will rfot thus be guilty of the sin of
a complete oath. And if Iluitzilopoch
tli won’t break them, then their-cases
are hopeless.”
The trade in glass in the United States
within the last few years has reached
enormous proportions. Pittsburgh, Pa.,
is the great gkiss center of the country.
More than half of all the glass produced
is made there. The productions rfggre
gate over $7,000,000 annually", employing 1
a capital, winch includes buildings, ma- !
chincry and grounds, of nearly, if not
quite, $3,500,000. There are seventy
three factories, containing in all 690 pots.
Each year $3,000,000 is paid in wages to
the hands employed, who number some
5.248. One can form some little idea of
the magnitude of the business by ascer
taining the amount of material consum
ed annually. Last year there were con
sumed 2.925 tons of German clay. 360
tons of lead, 250 tons of pearl ash, 2,760 \
barrels of salt, 6,055 tons of straw. 4,025
cords of wood, 4,525.760 bushels of coal.
793,500 bushels of coke, 1,218 tons of
nitrate of soda, 48,340 tons of sand and
150,000 fire brick.
Of the successful pedestrian, E. P.
Weston, the Rev. J. C. Fletcher, of
Indianapolis, says that when a child
Weston was the cleanest, sweetest little
blonde boy lie ever knew. He always
had his Sunday-school lesson perfectly,
and was well trained at home, in Provi
dence, by his small, slender mother.
“But,” added Mr. Fletcher, “E. P
Weston was the most uneasy bright boy
I ever saw. There was no keeping him
still. His father was a man restless in
his brain, and finally died insane The
mother of E. P. W. was a woman of
intellectual parts, and at her husband’s
death, in order to support her family,
she wrote a number of interesting books
for children. These were printed and
then, instead of being published, were
hawked about Providence and elsewhere
in the State of Rhode Island by Edward
Payson, who walked from house to
house all over the State, and thus early
acquired the habit of walking.”
Sergeant John P. Finley has investi
gated the cyclones that swept over Kan
sas in May. He traveled in a wagon
and rode altogether five hundred miles,
visiting thirty-five towns and villages.
“I starred out in making observations
by first.finding the center of the truck of
the storm, and then making correspond
ing observation on both sides to ascertain
the effect of the wind on each. I found
after a great deal of questioning that
these tornadoes were always heralded by
the appearance of hailstones and rain,
which only ended when the funnel dis
appeared. The funnel, which resembles
a water spout, was generally seen ap
proaching from the northwest and south
west, and has the embodiment of the air
currents coming from both the direc
tions. The northwest clouds always re
sembled heavy rain-clouds, while those
in the southwest were a light, fleecy
color, indicating wind. After their ap
pearance the inhabitants would notice
between the two, near the apex, a terri
ble commotion, and in a few moments
this would be followed by the funnel ex
tending gradually from the clouds. It
was this funnel-cloud that always did
the damage. The majority of these
storms travel about thirty miles an
hour, and while they are on the ground
their force is great enough to destroy
everything within their reach.”
The Captive Balloon at Coney Island.
Not the least of the many attractions
of Coney Island this summer is Mr.
King’s captive balloon, “ Pioneer,” the
first ascension of which was made on
the afternoon of July 1. This balloon is
not as large as the fliffard captive bal
loon at Paris, but is said to be much
more perfectly constructed. It is sixty
five feet in diameter and lias a capacity
of 150.000 cubic feet. The material is
Irish linen, in two thicknesses. The
basket, or car of wickerwork, weighs
476 pounds. Above, the balloon is
white, to reflect the sun’s rays; below it
is ornamented with dark red and green,
to make it a conspicuous object against
the sky. It is inflated with hydrogen,
and in calm air shows on the dynamom
eter a lifting strain of 1,400 pounds. The
gas is made on the spot by Mr. A. O.
Granger, by passing steam over hot
iron. "Wound about the druir of a very
large windlass is 1,215 feet of one and a
half inch rope, through the ecn,er of
which runs a telephone wire. An end 1
of tins rope is carried through a trench
to tlie center of the inclosure, where,
after passing around a pulley, it is fas- 1
tened to the balloon. The pulley is at- i
tached to the foundation by a universa I
oint of iron, so that, in whatever dim?- !
tion the balloop may pull, there will be I
no side strain on tlie pulley. A good
hold on the sand is secured by the use
of four sticks of ydjow jiine, each twelve
feet long and twelve inches square.
These are planted horizontally njnc feet
below the surface, and above them is a 1
well, made of concrete. Across the top •
of the well lie two other similar timbers,
which are strongly fastened to their fel
lows below by long and thick iron bolts.
Mr. King says this foundation will resist
a strain of 106,000 pounds, while the ut
most strain thatwTnd awl as k'ur.itcd can
exert on the connecting rope of tlie bal
loon will not exceed 22,000 pounds.
On its trial trip the balloon ascended
three or four hupdred feet, and shortly
afterward a second trip of 700 feet was
made. At this height tlie view was pro
nounced magnificent by flic small party
making the first venture. All the ocean
approaches of New York harbor were at
their feet for a radius of thirty miles,
and inland they could see the numerous
towns and cities a Mint the hay of New
York, along the Sound to Flushing, up
the Hudson river as far as Tarry town,
and tlie Orang* vailey and other parts of
New Jersey a* far as Batorson, Perth
Amboy and Long Branch.— Scientific
American.
Three Things.
Three tilings to do—Think, live, act.
Three things to cherish —Virtue, good
ness and wisdom.
Three things to teach—Trutli, industry
anil conten f ment.
Three things to govern—Temper,
tongue and conduct.
Three things to love—Courage, gentle
ness and affection.
Three things to contend for—Honor,
1 country and friends.
Three things to hate—Cruelty, arro
gance and ingratitude.
Three things to delight is—Beauty,
| frank Bess and freedom.
Three things to admire—lntellect, dig
i nity and gracefulness.
I Three things to avoid—lllness, loqua
| city and piopant jesting.
Three tilings to like—Cordiality, good
humor and cheerfulness.
Three things to wish for —Health,
I friends and a contented spirit.
THE OGLETHORPE ECHO.
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ITEMS OF INTEREST.
. After dinner —A hungry man.
The way some farmers put up corn is
shocking.
Boston has fifty-four banks and 70J
policemen.
| There are 2,200 rag-pickers in New
i York city.
! To advertise well is an art. It is the
i art of money-making.
I The si tv per reposes in the lapse ol
l time.— New York People.
t In Xew York city there axe 102 whole
| sale and 4,180 retail growers,
i The roads and inns in Spain are as had
as they have been for cenmries.
The average yield of wheat in France
is about fifteen bushel* periuaxu.
According to the Yonkers SltUcfpian
a lighthouse is a bright outlook.
Money is very clothes, said a man who
owed his tailor.— Wheel in// l.tadr.r.
Chicago claims a population of 537,000
on the basis of the new directory list.
It is forbidden in England to take
casts of the heads of executed criminals.
Ifpoveity is a disgrace, mended stoek
! ngs are a darned shame.— Picayune.
“ I say. Biggs, how’s business? Mad
anything lately? “Oh, yes; I made an
assignment last week!”
The amount of money already expended!
on the bridge between New .York and
Brooklyn exceeds $10,500,000.
The United States usee up 1,000,000,000
paper bags annually, and several manu
facturers report increasing demands.
A gentleman in one of the Western
towns is so much opposed to capital pun
ishment that he refuses to hang his own
gate.
One thing that continually reminds a
person of the value of little things is a
young man’s first mustache. — Salem
Sunbeam.
Have you ever thought how exceed
ingly kind it is of the average murderer
to forgive everybody before lie is swung
off?— Puck.
The evening the young man hasn’t
money enough to take his girl into an
ice-cream saloon he sends her a note
stating he is sick.
A ltitle boy came to his mother re
cently and said: “ Mamma, I should
thiuk that if I was made of dust I
would get muddy inside when I drink.”
A story is going the rounds of the press
called “ A son turns up after twenty-five
years’ absence.” We have seen a son
turn up after an hour’s absence, often,
and never thought anything of it.
Qrisicold.
The name “ tabby cat ” is derived from
Atab, a famous street in, Bagdad, inhab
ited by the manufacturers ot silken stuffs
called Atabi, or taffeta, the wavy mark
ings of the watered silks resembling
pussy’s coat.
Quite a number of names have been
taken in response to the advertisement
on page 8. Everybody can avail them
selves of the opportunity, and have a
good dictionary at but little cost. Send
in the names.
The two sons of the Prince of Wales
are now passed midshipmen, and their
pay lias been increased to thirty-seven
and one-lialf cents per day. There is no
longer any fear of their suffering for the
necessaries of life.
The old gentleman looked out of the
front window the first warm, moonlit
evening, and the faint vision of two forms
down near the sidewalk caused him to
remark with a sigh, “All! they’ve struck
their old gate again.”
■When two women meet at the fence
there is no harm as long as tlie talk is
loud and the tones firm, but the moment
the head begins to nod, the voice drops
to a murmur, and the tones sound
hushed and muffled, then you may know
that scandal, or someone s character, is
made a sweet morsel for the occasion
Every good man sits down and weeps.—
Dooley.
On the farm of Alvin Tallman. of
Perry, N. Y., may lie seen an alum
spring, a sulphur spring and a peculiar
shaped rock, from the top of which pe
culiar shaped stones resembling turnips
can he plucked. The stones vary in size
from a walnut to a stone live inches in
diameter, and each one a perfect shaped
aurnip. with ridges and tops. • They are
a decided curiosity.
Science says that a mosquito has
14,600,000,991 pores in its skin. It strikes
us that science would bebetter employed
if. instead of counting the pores in a mos
quito’s skin, it would invent some way
to kill a mosquito without slapping
yourself in the eye, knocking the stuff
ing out of a pillow or two and wrench
ing all the vileness out of 14,600,000,991
bad words. — Courier-Journal.
Two Arizona miners. Freeman and
Hill, recently played a huge lioax upon
their fellows. They represented that in
tlie country 400 miles to the north of
Prescott could be found large quantities
of gold. Fifty six men, witli 112 ani
mals, banded together and followed the
two from Prescott. Water could not be
procured, and the whole party nearly
nearly died from thirst. Freeman and
Hill finally admitted that Jlie affair was
a joke. They were hung in just 10ft
seconds.
Samuel Childers, of La Crosse. Wis.,
has a rat in bis boot and shoe shop which
lie has trained to wonderful perfection.
The rat comes to him at bis call, no
matter how many are present. It has
been trained to jump up on Mr. Childers
band, where it eats its regular meals. It
will run about Mr. Childers while at
work, jumping on his shoulders and
head, diving into his pockets as familiar
ly as pet kitten. When told, it will
sit up in the middle of the floor and
squeal and perform many more tricks.
Troops Attacked by Locusts.
A detatohment of Russian troops,
bound for General LazerelTs expedition
against the Turcomans, met with a
curious misadventure near the Georgian
town of Eiisabethpoi. At a few versts
from the town the soldiers encount: red
tile wing of an armv of locusts reputed
to be twenty miles in length and.broad
in proportion. The officer in charge '".id
not like to turn back, repelled by mere
insects, and, pushing on, soon became
surrounded by tlie locusts. These ap
pear to have mistaken the sohliei*s for
trees, and swarmed by thousands around
them, “crawling over their bodies,
j lodging themselves inside their helm ts,
penetrating tittiir clothes arid their kn. p
| sacks, filling tlie barrel- of tlc.-ir rif'-s.
I arid striving to force rhemsrrvM-fnto the
i unfortunate men s ears and noses. fuc
j commander gave orders for the troops to
! push on double- quick for Eiisabethpoi,
j hut the road was so blocked with lo
custs that the soldiers grew frigiit
-1 ened. and, after wavering a few min-
Uteg, a regular stampede took piace.
l>-d by a non-commissioned officer of
; keen .vision, who hail observed a few
j huts a short distance from the road,
j ijie troops dashed across the fields,
“slipping about over the crushed and
: greasy hollies of tlie locusts sis though
I they had been on ice.” The liuts were
soon reached, and the officers rushed
inside, but tlie refuge proved to ho of
little value, as the lyuie al
; ready in the possession of the enemy'.
The peasants told the l-orrespoiidenl of
| the Karknz that for dayn they had
been besiegatafai tbggfttmin. the in
sects filling the wells anu tainting the
water, crowding into the ov. ns and
; spoiling the bread, and pm-venting any
fnod being cooked ijr stored At in
' tcrvals the villagers issued from their
liouses and made onslaught" on the lo
custs, killing them by thou .aids, and
carting them away afterward to the
fields for manure.; Tlie. soldiers were
detained prisoners bv the inserts for
! forty-eight hour*, and on their maicli
to Eiisabethpoi, in the rear of the lo
cust army, they found every blade of
grass arid green leaf destroyed and the
peasants reduced to beggar*.