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VOLUME XL NUMBER 33.
THINGS I HATE.
£ hate to see the world go wrong—
I mean the people in it—
t wish they would sit down and think,
If only for a minute.
And try to act like honest men
And faithful, loving women:
Oh, what a blessing it would be
To all in our dominion,
I hat® to see a churchman,
With face so long and grave,
With tears a rolling down his cheeks,
Fray God my soul to save.
If I ask him for a dollar
To buy my babes some bread,
He’ll very soon dry up his tears,
And shake his saintly head.
I hate to see a, man that looks
With longing eyes the while
Up in the boss’s face, in hopes
From him to draw a smile;
And if perchance the boss should laugh,
And that way turn his eye,
This miserable, crawling thing
With joy would nearly die.
I hate to see a checkweighman,
That is paid two dollars per day
By hi's humble fellow workmen.
Turning from them away,
And weighing for the operator,
At the very same machine,
For a dollar and fifty cents a day.
Does he think the men are green ?
I hate to look upon a man
Taking himself a wife,
And bringing her to his mother’s house,
To make her sad for life.
Saying, “My darling, you must do
All that my mother may say,
Because you took a solemn vow
four husband to obey.”
Wiiai fuall we do with all such men ?
’Tis enough to make one swear;
But it takes all sorts to make a world;
Then let us ail beware.
James Lavieiss,
THE SEYNE SAPPHIRES.
“Yes, sir, I worked twenty years ii
my last place, and a better mistress s
poor girl never had 1 Of course, she win
n bit hasty now and then, being o
French blood, you know, and when any¬
thing crossed her, why, instead of beinj
cool and dignified like a lady in her sta¬
tion ought to have been, she just scohW
like a fish-wife 1 And when the vexed
feeling passed away, or she found out
that she was wrong, Lor’ bless you, sir,
she was as humble and kind as could
be 1
“Her name was Bladame Seyne—the
rich Bladame Seyne, of Cedarcroft, di
you say? Yes, to-be-sure 1 You’ve heard
of her, I see ; but did you ever hear tell
about her wonderful sapphires being
stolen ? No ? Well, it’s no wonder, foi
they tried to hush it up. Even Bliss
F.thel did. But I just wish you could
have seen the jewels 1 Such a dazzling
bit of beauty I never laid my eyes on !
They were kept in a big silver box, all
fancy-work on the outside, and white
satin on the inside. And you don’t know
how lovely they looked against the pure
lining—those great, purple stones, every
drop like a bit of summer even¬
ing sky with a star set in it. A whole
sure—necklace, ear-rings and brace¬
lets, to say nothing of ornaments for the
hair. And madame did look for all the
world like a queen when she wore them.
“Let me see, the last time she had
them on was at the grand ball given in
honor of Master Ancel’s twenty-first
birthday. He was her only child, you
know, and heir to the big property. He
was the very apple of her eye, you can
better believe, and had been watched
over like a prince of the blood. He had
been educated at Eton or Oxford, or
other of those places, and a finer
man it would be hard to find—al¬
ways pleasant spoken to everybody, in
spite of his pride and dignity.
“He was very fond of Miss Ethel. I
haven’t told you about her, have I? She
was a distant relative of the family. Her
father, Guy Seyne, had been an artist
and had gone away to France, and had
there married a girl who had nothing
but a pretty face and an aristocratic
name, for her ancestors—the most ol
them—had lost everything, even their
lives, in that awful fuss they had over
there in France—I mean when they cut
off the heads of the king and the poor,
pretty queen. get
“Guy and his wife managed to
along somehow; but, as ill-luck would
have it, both were taken sick and dii d,
and when on his death-bed he sent a
letter to madame, who was his favorite
cousin, begging her to take care of his
daughter
“It seems he had put the child in a
school called a pension in France, and
she could stay there until her education
was finished; then he wanted her
brought b to ‘ Cedarcroft. And madame,
■
who was, I must say, as generous as sun
shine, was perfectly willing to c o as er
poor cousin asked. »
Ethel only seventeen , "
“Bliss was n f
she came to us, but such a mere s.ip o
a girl that you would have thought her |
younger. Childish in her manners, too, ;
but very graceful and a perfect lady, I
from the crown of her shining, chestnut
hair to the tip of her dainty feet. |
“Handsome? Wen, one her wouldn’t face be {
likely to say so at first, for was
so small and brown; but when she began
talking, or got interested in anything,
’ a color as rich as a damask ri )Sfc
her cheeks, her pretty, white j
1 out from between-her red j
big brown eyes spark .ed
Hamilton 1 9
like diamonds. And when the grand
ball I told you about Was held she was
the most beautiful there, and that was
saying a good deal, because two of tin
belles of the county were there—Bliss
Adelina Plympton, a great, showy crea¬
ture, dork and rich as a Spanish lady,
and pretty pink-and-white Dora David¬
son,
“And, my, how grand they wort
dressed 1 Bliss Adelina blue in. ruby velvet
and Bliss Dors, in satin and loveb
’loiut-laco. Miss Ethel wore a plain
white silk, with ropes of pearls arouial
her neck, and a wreath of holly-green
leaves and red berrieB twined in her
shining, brown hair; but I can’t describe
how perfectly lovely she looked; there
was something just dazzling about her,
and young Blaster Aucei was bewitched
from the very first.
“Did his mother like this ? Bless yon,
no ! She looked as black as a thunder
cloud every time they danced together—
which was so often as to attract atten
ion, I can tell you.
“You see, she had planned for him to
marry either Bliss Adelina or Bliss Dora
—for both were great heiresses—and she
had never dreamed that the little brown
eyed lassie^ - the dependent, would over¬
turn her plan.
“But true love is often willful, you
know, and I rather guess that Miss
Ethel and Blaster Ancel both found out
,it that birthday ball that they loved each
other.
“And for the next month there wasn’t
much peace at Cedarcroft. you can bet¬
ter believe. Madame was so cross that
none of us servants knew whether we
stood on our heads er our feet. And ftu
ally, when Master Ancel was off in Scot
land hunting with some friends, madame
and Bliss Ethel had a dreadful quarrel,
which ended in the young lady packing
her trunk and leaving the house.
“And that wasn’t .the worst of it!
The next morning, early, I was called
into madame’s room by a sharp ring of
her bell. I knew the minute I got in
there that something unusual had hap¬
pened; for madame was standing in the
middle of the room, her face pale with
anger and her great, black eyes spark¬
ling.
“‘The daring hussy?’ she cried.
‘Look, Martha! The sapphires are
stolen 1’
“And with her long, lean fingers,
trembling with excitement, sho hold out
the silver casket.
“Not a solitary sapphire sparkled on
its white-satin lining.
“ ‘Oh, ma’am I’ I screamed out, for I
was dreadfully startled; ‘however do
you s’pose the thieves got in? There
wasn’t a door nor a window left unfas¬
tened last night—I saw to them myself !
And all the silver is untouched—not a
spoon gone!
“ ‘Don’t be an idiot, Blartha 1’ ma¬
dame snapped out. ‘It wasn’t a com¬
mon house-breaker that robbed mo. It’s
that viper I’ve been warming in my bo¬
som—it’s Ethel—Ethel Seyne! I’m sure
she’s taken the sapphires 1’
“And in spite of what everybody said,
she still stuck to this belief, and before
Master Ancel came back to hinder her,
she had sent for detectives to find Bliss
Ethel, who had gone, nobody knew
where.
“But, my stars 1 I never saw a mad¬
der man than young Blaster Ancel when
he returned and found out what had
happened!
“He was just as fiery-tempered as
his mother, only his was burned ti
white-heat instead of being only pipim
red!
“He told madame that if she didn't
dismiss the detectives he would lcav.
Cedarcroft and she should never look
upon his face again, and he fairly seared
tier into quietness.
“Of course, his next business was to
find ont the real thief. He questioned
and cross-questioned every one of the
servants, but he couldn’t find out any¬
thing that pointed to the guilty party.
“ ‘There’s some mystery about /I.
Martha,’ he said to me, oue day, ‘and 1
mean to find it out, even if it takes all
my life ! Poor Ethel 1 I wonder where
she is? I’d stake my sonl on beriuno
cence !’
“And he brooded over the matter so
much that he grew pale and haggared
and his mother got real worried about
him. To tell the truth madame herself
was half-sick about it, and had begun
to repent that she had been so hasty.
“And now that Miss Ethel, who, wit!
her bright smile and merry laugh, was
gone, Cedarcroft was anything but a
pleasant place. It was so dismal day
times and had such strange noises nights,
that the servants really began to think
the house was haunted,
“One night, as I lay awake listening lo
the rain-drops pattering on the ro ,f,
there came a gentle tap at the door,
.< Th mking that it was Mary Jane,
jjje house-maid, who had been pestered
of late with an awful tooth, and who
bad now, perhaps, come for some cre
ogot ^ j hurried out of bed and opened
^
.<Th ere stood Master Ancel, Ms face
paJe an( j eIC -;ted.
Si ( Hush, Martha!’ he whispered;
*don’t make any noise. Slip on yonr
dress quickly and follow me. I think I
[, aV e found the thief who stole the sap
phires !’
“Hardly knowing whether I was awake
or dreaming, I did as he bade me, and
then followed him down the long hall to
the end where the door to the garret
W ML
HAMILTON, GEORGIA, AUGUST M, 1883.
** I We must go up tlie stairs,’ he whis¬
pered. ‘They creak a little, but be as
careful as you can, ami don’t make any
more noise than you can helm ’
“It was quite dal’k, but when we had
got nearly half-way up I saw a dim light,
and when we reached the top he pointed
to the farther end of the garret and there
crouching among old dusty spinning
wheels and trunks, boxes and barrels of
all kinds, was a woman, wearing a long,
trailing night-gown.
“I knew by the short, gray curls strag¬
gling from out the lace-trimmed night¬
cap, that it was Madame Seyne! But
what was she doing up there at that late
hour of the night ?
“It was a great mystery, and I stood
there staring first at her and then al
.Master Ancel.
“ ‘Do you see what she has in her
hand, Martha ?’ he whispered.
“I looked, and by tho dim light of the
uightlamp she carried in her hand I saw
something sparkling. It was a diamond
bracelet I
“ ‘She’s going to hide that away,
young master whispered. ‘See, she is
opening that old trunk 1 Now, look
and see if she has anything else in tin
trunk.’
“And, peering from behind the huge
chimney in the middle of the garret, w<
both watched, breathlessly, as slowly
and carefully madame unlocked tin
trunk.
“And wliat do you suppose we saw ?
Bits of lace and ribbons, and odds and
ends of all sorts, even to a china teapol
which, six months before, madame had
been ready to swear was broken by Mum
Jane.
“But, greatest of all, there, amid tin
rubbish, were the sapphires, flashing out
their purple splendor from the dingy
depths of the trunk 1
“‘Lord a massy!’ I gasped stagger¬
ing against tho chimney, ‘Madame
took the sapphires and hid them there
herself 1’
<< ( That’s just it,’ said Blaster Ancel.
‘My mother is a sleep-walker. I sus¬
pected it this week, and havo been on
the watch. But, hush ! We must not
wake her now, or it might do some injur s
to her brain. Como down quietly.
Martha.
“Of course, madame was dreadfully
angry the next morning when her soi
told her. Sho declared up and dowi
that she wouldn’t believe it. But whei
ho took her up to the garret, and tin
trank was unlocked and everything sin
had stored away there lay revealed be
fore her, she was forced to give in; and
then she broke out into such a violent
fit of crying that even Blaster Aneel was
frightened.
“‘Poor, poor Ethel!’ she cried. ‘1
can never forgive myself for misjudging
her 1 Do try and find her, Ancel. 1
want to ask her to forgive me 1’
“And did they find Bliss Ethel ? Oh
yes. She was a teacher in tho French
school where sho had received her own
education. But it didn’t take much
teasing on the part of tho young master
to get her home again.
“And madame never said another word
against the marriage, and even went, so
far as to have the pretty bride wear the
Seyne sapphires. ”— Mary E. Brush , in
Illustrated World.
A Poormastcr’s Joke.
Some days ago a well-dressed man, ap¬
parently in the prime of life, entered the
office of the poormaster and said he was
sick and desired, if possible, to obtain a
ticket to the general hospital. Clerk
Arnold, seeing that he was a stranger
and apparently in better circumstances
than the class of individuals who usually
make such applications, expressed regret
at not being able to grant the request, as
all parties receiving such assistance
must be residents of the city and come
recommended by a ratepayer, The
stranger admitted that he was not a resi¬
dent having only reached Buffalo that
morning from Rochester. H« wished it
understood, however, that he had seen
better days and that he made the appli¬
cation in good faith. After some
further conversation Clerk Arnold took
him to the Poormaster’s room and intro
iluced him to Blr. Kraft, who questioned
him closely, as he does all applicants for
assistance. With his usual good-heart
edness, Blr. Kraft hated to refuse a re
spectable person driven by the force of
circumstances to seek public charity, but
he did not know how he was to get over
the rule which requires all applicants for
admission to the general hospital to he
residents of the city. After puzzling
over the matter for several minutes lie
ugain began to question the stranger
and finally asked him what his narn
was. The stranger then replied, laugh
in j
“My name is Thompson. I arrived
this morning from Rochester. When at
home I am Poormaster of that city, and |
beingon business in Buffalo, I thought i
T would r call and l see vou.” i
A hearty laugh , greeted u, the recital, and * |
our worthy Poormaster, relieved from an
embarrassing situation, enjoyed the jok<
amazingly. Mr. Thompson was then in
;r. luce,1 to the officials and after a pleas
•nit afternoon chat returned home. If'
xpressed himself well pleased with th. ,
manner in which the Buffalo Poor De
partment is conducted and especially tin
-refill investigation which nil applica
ion -receive before relief is granted.
_ firs'
Adam and Eve established the
Appellate Court.
A New Type of Iron-Clnd.
Sir Edward Reed 1ms recently in¬
vented iiu improvement in armor-plated
meu-of-Wat which is expected to render
them to a large extent secure against
the attacks of torpedoes.
Instead of placing the engines and
magazine in the lower part of the hull,
where they could be injured by the ex
plosion of a torpedo, Sir Edward Reed
places them in the upper part of the hull
of his newly designed vessel. To this
vessel he gfves'great breadth above the
water line, and he Covers her with a
dome-shaped turtle-back deck, intended
to be entirely shot-proof—partly in con¬
sequence of its inclination. The hull of
this vessel is intended merely to float
the armored upper part, and is not to be
used cither for engines, stores, or quar¬
ters for the men. It is to ho furnished
with a vast number of small water-tight
cells, and even if the whole of it. is blown
to pieces by torpedoes the upper part ol
tho ship w ill float like a vast raft. The
hull can bo made with lines adapted for
great speed, and no matter what breadth
of beam may he giveii to tho vessel above
the water line it cannot affect her speed
except by the resistance its surface may
offer to the wind.
Of e nrse, the valuo of this invention
can bo determined only by experience
It certainly promises well, and it is of
peculiar interest to Americans just at
this time. As wo have neither ships nor
guns, we are accustomed to consolo our¬
selves by assuming that we can defend
our harbors with torpedoes against a
hostile fleet. If, however, a man-of-wai
can bo made practically impregnable to
assault by torpedoes, there is nothing
to hinder one of Sir Edward Reed's ves¬
sels from steaming up our Ray and bom¬
barding New York city at short raugo.
Ncw York 'l'imcs.
Xoveltles In Fashions.
Loug silk gloves that are worn out at the
tips of the fingers may be made into sty¬
lish mils by cutting off the fingers en¬
tirely, and also half of the thumb. The
top is then hemmed neatly, or else but¬
ton-hole stitched ayfound.
To keep kid shoes from cracking ap¬
ply glycerine w&ry lightly by rubbing on
with a hit of fUnnel boforo applying any
of the patent tflrossings used to give gloss
to the kid. ’
Gauze Balliriggan stockings of vory
light quality lire worn inside colored silk
dockings to protect the skin when the
color rubs off, to prevent the unplcsant
‘ creepy” feeling, and also to keep the
line stockings from being stained by poi
spiral inn. there two three sets of
When are or
narrow ribbon strings to bonnets, each
set should ho tied separately in order to
make loose-looking loops, and keep them
from matting together.
Worth’s newest sleeves have but one
seam—that outside the arm. Coat
sleeves, in order to be stylish, must now
be fitted as closely as possible.
Scotch plaid twilled silk is again used
in bias scarfs for neck-ties to brighten up
dark dresses.
Some of the new apron over-skirts on
french dresses are made entirely with¬
out gores, the five breadths of which
they are composed being straight—not
.sloped—-and they are thus as full at the
top as at the bottom, in order to givo the
appearance of large hips and voluminous
draperies. ynodistes de¬
The most fashionable
pend principally on the drapery of the
Irens itself for giving tho very large
toiimures which are now in vogue.—
Harper's Bazar.
SHE OBJECTED.
A Hudson County graveyard superin¬
tendent tells of a local widower that
wanted to be buried with his darling.
“He tried to jump into the grave, and
the men had great difficulty in restrain¬
ing him. As soon as tho funeral was
over he hastened to a marble-nutter and
ordered a $500 monument. Five weeks
later, he came to me and asked me b
accompany him to the marble-cutter’
I went, and when we reached there
wa(i surprised to hear him say to th
m arble-cutter, ‘I don’t think it neces
Bary to have so expensive a monument,
ip|, e cutter informed him that the block
t, a< j been purchased and the work com
m cnced. Still he insisted on cutting
,j own the expense. I took him asid<
alJ j asked him why such achange in fivi
W eks. ‘Well,’ said he, ‘I will tell yon
Last night I married my servant gi>.
au q s be objects to my spending
nmch .’ -
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He Left.
-
traveling . expres*
Two men were man
train in England between Sheffield and
Doncaster. Presently one got up and
opened the doer, with the evident inten
tion of jumping out. The other promptly
closed it. After doing so he climbed
over the partita into the next comport
ment, to avoid, as he remarked, any
blame olame attaching attacunig to v him if anything els.
Happened. His fe > traveler ■ left t<
himself, immediately jumped out of the j
'rain and was killed. I e survivor
»» ^ento have tie c-lam^ ^
»
avmg closely > *
maxim of “mind your own . j
Dining.—D inner giving in Washing
to „ is a good deal like “treating. When !
j„ ? man gives a dinner, everybody each ol pres- the
,„t has got to give one to
ot bcrs, and in the course of a winter that
tells on the human coustitutien.
THE LIME-KILN CLUB.
WISDOM DISPENSE!* AT PAUAIHSK
II AM..
A I.rsstin from Itroilicr Gardner on On*
tVny ot l,Irina.
[From the Detroit Free Press.)
“Am Purveyor Hopewell in do halldis
eavenin’?” asked Brother Gardner as the
meetiug was called to order.
“Yes, sail,” replied a voice from tho
back row of seats.
“Den please step dis way.”
Brother Hopewell shuffled forward
with a mixed look of liopo ami doubt on
his face. He couldn’t make out whether
he was to be rewarded for pulling a
stranger out of the river tho other day,
or court-martialed for having a wheel¬
barrow in his possession which three
different men claimed to havo been
stolen from them.
“Brudder Hopewell,” continued tho
President ns a great silence fell upon the
meeting, “do odder day I met you down
street an’ I shouldn’t have knowed who
you was if Pickles Smith hadn’t identified
you. You had ou a suit of togs dat mils’
have cost $40.”
“Yes, sail.”
“You had ha’r ile on yer ha’r, you
smelt of perfumery, an’ you carri’d a
cane."
“Yes, sail.”
“When you walked you acted like a
man who owned half de town, an’ when
you stopped you struck a pose to show
off yer Agger. Brudder Hopewell, how
nmoh money d os you nirn a week ?”
“Bout $0, sah.”
“An’ how much am you behind on
hoard?”
“I—I—I s’pects Ize ’bout ebon, sah.”
“Brudder Hopewell, you am in debt
fur board, fur cloze, fur butos, fur cigars,
an’ you has borrowed monoy which you
can’t pay. I has had my eye on you fur
do pas’ three months an’ I know all ’bout
it. Now, don, who am you ?”
“Purveyor Hopewell, sah.”
“’Zaetly—’zactly. You am a single
man, 25 years old, a Beoond-class barber,
not wort $20; an’ out of de 25,000,000
people in dis kentry not ober 100 has
eher heard of you. Now, don, you divas
up; you swell around; you fling on scol¬
lops; you try to deceive people into tak
iu’ you fur a person of riches. What am
your objick?”
“I—I— dolin’ know, sail,” stammered
the victim.
“Brudder Hopowoll, let me tell you
sunthin’. When you flatter yerself dat
de people of dis kentry doan’ know de
difference between do bray of de mule
an’ de roar of de lion you am dreffully
mistaken. You have bin follerin’ de
lead of sartin white people. I knows
heaps of ’em who goes hungry an’
dorlge creditors fur do sake of blind¬
in’ people’s eyes. A woman whose
hnsban’ aims $20 a week has no
bizness wid silks and diamonds, a
$15 hat, or a $7 pa’r of shoes, but she
am de pussnn who'll have ’em for fear
dat somebody will think lie isn’t rich.
Half de kentry am in debt for cloze
which only de odder half kin afford. De
woman who w’ars de best cloze on tie
street has de moan’ holes in her parlor
ca’pot at home. Do man who swells de
biggest owes de moos’ to his tailor an’
bootmaker. You am a poo’man. You’ll
nebber have a hundred dollars in bank
as long as you live. You’ll nebber airn
mo’ dan 'nuff to run a small cabin in a
small way, an’ yet you am swelliu’
aroun’ as if a $20,000 mortgage wouldn’t
bodder you half an hour. What’s your
objick ?”
“I—I—doan’ know, sah.”
“Boy 1 take off dat s waller-tailed coat 1
Jump outer dein tight pants 1 Drap
dat silk necktie 1 Den you go to work
an’ fin’ a chekp boardin’ house an’ begin
to pay your debts. Let your cloze
match your salary. Let your board
match your cloze. Be wliat yon am—a
common sort o’ pnsson whose assets will
kiver his liabilities by hard pullin’.
You can't deceive anybody, an’ de less
yon try to, de better people will like
yon.’ -
A Falling Off In Revenue.
A comparative statemfent has been pre¬
pared at the Treasury Department show¬
ing the revenues of the Government for
the first eleven months of the fiscal years
1882 and 1883. It is as follows:
Eleven months ending May 31,1
From customs, $202,880,089; from ni
temal revenue, $133,322,682, from nns
eellaneons, $34,342,082, or a tota o
$370,545,353. Eleven months ending
May 31, 1883:-From customs, $ 92,
932,866; from internal revenue, $133,-
710,993; from miscellaneous, $36,728 054,
or a of $303,371,413. This shows
a (1(;crea8e uyxeceipts to'the present
fiscal year v >-June 1, of $7,173,940.
After the first quarter of the present
yea r ended September 30, 1882,
the receipts were about 35,000 000 in
exce8S of thi.receipts for to, coarespomL
■ period of the year 1881. There h,
a gradual reduction since that time
however which it is estimated will
mount to Dearly $10,000,000 by the end
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Fined> _ A number of Harvard fresh
h v Vieeri fined 320 each for thiev-
1 they
wb ;| e riding out from Boston
‘ragged ... a V, . flT , the wav be
n tobacconist’s
ing about to carry off a tobacconists
Lillian as a policeman appeared. Their
waH full of barber poles, gilt
walclle8 grocers’ signs, and so on,
$1.00 A YEAR.
WIT AND WISDOM.
Isn’t it strange that we never here of
dynamite being used in Egypt, where
thero arc more Nileists than anywhere
else in the world.
It is said that “if you play on accor¬
dion near an oyster the. oyster will open
its shell.” We shouldn’t blame it if it
got up and opened tho door.
Wise men tell us that a man weighing
150 pounds on this earth, if transported
to Jupiter, would weigh 45,000 pounds.
Let ns hope that David Davis will not go
to Jupiter.
The cost of stopping > train of cars is
said to ho from sir «y to forty cents.
When the train is stopped by another
rrain these prices become somowhnt in¬
flated.
Who can tell wliat. a baby thinks?
Who can follow the gossamer links
Jiy which tho mannikin fools its way
Out from the shores of tho great unknown
Into llii' light <if day ? —Anon.
“That which we call arose by another
name would smell as sweet.” If you be¬
lieve that just tell a hoy to sleep on at
5 am., nstoad of call, him to “arose,”
and see how much better it suits him.
“Did you over think what you would do
if you had Vanderbilt’s income?"
“Well, no; hut wo have often wondered
wliat Vanderbilt would do if ho had our
income,” says an exchange.
“ Was that, an Indian?” inquired a
countryman of his city cousin whom he
was visiting, as ho heard a blood-curd¬
ling “whoop” about five o’clock in the
morning. “No,” growled his relative,
“that was only a milkman.”
“I don’t object to codfish hr an oc¬
casional luxury,” remarked Mr. Old
boarder, at breakfast, “but for a steady
feed its saltogether too briny for my
blood.” But tho landlord told him lie
was too fresh.
When we wore ton years old wo used
to think, while gazing in tho window of
a candy store, how much wo would like
to work in such a place. Now we are
affected with a similar feeling while gaz¬
ing in the window of a bank.
“Yes,” said tho gilded youth, “I want
a wife to make home pleasant." “But,”
objected his friend, “you’d be howling
round tho town nights all the same."
“Yes, but now nobody cares, and it
would bo such a oomfort to fool that
lomebody was at homo mad about it."—
Boston Post.
CoNDNiiitiiM propounded by tlio De¬
troit Free Tress—" When six grown
men will sit down to divide a keg ol
powder, mid permit one of their number
lo continue smokinghis pipe, what right
lias any newspaper to abuse a boy ten
years old for snapping a gun at hissiHtot
mid bringing about a funeral?”
A Suggestion.
I have frequently suggested to tho read¬
ers, the young farmer of the Boston Jour
nal says, that those old fields which do
not cut more than a half ton to the acre
of poverty grass, daisies and other
weeds ought to bo turned over as soon
as possible. Out tho weeds and grass
early and cure them properly, and cattle
will cat them nearly as well as they
would hay. Then turn them over
and put on fodder, corn or turnips. 11
manure is scarce at this season, put what
you have in the drills, or use a little
phosphate, and get the seed in as Siam as
possible, and you will bo likely to have
as profitable a crop as upon any of your
cultivated fields. They cover the ground
so quickly as to require but little hand
labor to keep tho weeds down.
The corn fodder is iiko tho old fellow’s
rabbit, “good anyway” when you have
it, though those who have none may de¬
nounce it as “poor, dry meat,” as he
did tho rabbit when it jumped out of his
hands.
1 know that an acre of such land as 1
name, if put in fodder corn in drills the
last of Ju.ve, will feed more cows during
the winter than ten acres of such grass
would, and the cows will give more milk
and richer milk and keep in better condi¬
tion than on fair quality of hay, with
the same amount of grain.
Etiquette. —A point of etiquette re
oently decided a law suit in a queer way
A German traveler on a railroad trail
attempted to eat a lunch while on the
journey. While putting a piece o
Bologna sausage in his month tho trail,
stopped suddenly, causing his cheek to
lie badly cut on the edge of his knife,
which he was using. He sued the com¬
pany for damages, but his claim was no«
sustained, on the ground that it is 6
breach of etiquette to eat with a knife.
We understand that collars, rails***
ties, car wheels, boats, and numerous
other articles are now being made out o.
paper. This is a world of progress.
much surprised .
We should not lie very
at hearing before long that some on t
had discovered a way of making money
out of a i.ewspaper.— Yonkers Gazette
“What influence has the moon on tin
tide?” the teacher asked John Henry,
\nd John Henry said it depended on
what was tied: if it was a dog it mode
aim howl, and if it was a gate it untied
it just as soon as a cow or the young
i It 8UC h things as
this that make . school h ool teachers teachers lie im down clown
and die every day at four o clock.
The First Brooklyn Bridge.
One of New York’s oldest citizens lias
favored St. Nicholas for July with the
following account of a single span bridge
which was proposed for the East River
many years ago:
“Perhaps few, if any, of my young
readers are awaro that any attempt was
ever made to bridge the East River from
New York to Brooklyn before the pres¬
ent great structure was begun. Yet a
plan for bridging the river was made
and published ns early as 1811 by a Mr.
Thomas Pope, an architect, then resid¬
ing in Canal street, New York, a short
distance east of Broadway.
“Thomas Pope’s specialty was bridge
building. He proposed to put one across
I lie river on the line of tho present Ful¬
ton Ferry boats—namely, from Fulton
street, New York, to Fulton street,
lirooklyn—- a bridgo of a single span,
sufficiently high for tho largest sailing
vessels to pass under. Mr. Pope made
a model of his bridge, published a book
with an ongraving of it, and solicited aid
to enable him to fulfill his object. Had
he" succeeded, New York long ago would
have bad a bridge-way to Brooklyn.
Hut tho enthusiastic engineer was
doomed to disappointment. Not only
was aid denied, but he was assailed with
ridicule. No man in his senses, they
said, would seriously propose to bridgo
that river, though, doubtless, if such n
thing could bo done, it would fond to
mako Brooklyn building lots quite valu¬
able.
“I was a playmate with Blr. Pope’s
children, saw him often, and havo heard
many pretty anecdotes of him and his
bridgo. It is said that ho, in company
with Robert Fulton, the inventor of the
steamboat, and a largo number of other
distinguished New Yorkers, ou a certain
day made a trip around the city in one
of the new steam-boats. Tho afternoon
was showery, and just ns the boat
rounded Gastlo Garden the rain ceased,
and thero was seen a rainbow spanning
tho East ltiver. ‘Sec there 1’ says Ful¬
ton tapping Pope on tho shoulder,
‘thoro’s your bridge, Pope. Heaven lav
ors i you with a good omen.’ built, however,
“The bridgo was tlnwtinjmd.” not
anil tlie mnJelww
The Continentals in Boston.
Tho Boston Laneors gave the Con¬
tinental Guards of New Orleans a right
royal time. In the course of his aildross
Gov. Butler said:
A word to our guests. You come to
us with tho best pledge that you belong
to us. You como in the uniform of our
Revolutionary fathers, as they were
clothed who fought ou Bunker Hill, and
we could not do otherwise than receive
to our hoarts that uniform, whomsoever
may wear it. You como to us with tho
pledge that, between North and South,
all combat is ended, all rivalry crushed
out, except tho rivalry in well doing,
springing from the arts of peace and the
prosperity of our several sections, no
one of which can bo harmed without
assailing tho other. You come to me
with peculiar relations. You came from
the city of Now Orleans, where once I
entered as your enemy, but I left it your
friend. Read, if you will—if you have
not forgotton them—the words of our
parting, when I told you that there was
hut one curse which hail been the bane
of yonr prosperity, and that was tho
curse of slavery. You doubted me then.
You know it now; for New Orleans,
under free institutions, with equality of
all men before the law, is now springing
into that position which belongs to her
as the chief metropolitan city of the
South and this nation, which ought to
and will soon rival the metropolitan city
of New York.
Tho Governor’s remarks created a
furor of applause among the guests.
How They Married In Boston.
The Boston Gazette says:—Tlie statis¬
tics of marriage in Boston the past year
are interesting. The number of mar¬
riages registered during the year was
4,031, an increase of 261 over the pre¬
vious year. The most marriages oc¬
curred in November and the smallest
number in March. There was 3,998
grooms who were married for the first
time. Of this number 245 married wkl
ows, and 3 married brides who had been
twice widowed. There were 583 grooms
who were married for the second time.
Of these 418 married spinsters, 160 were
united to widows, and 6 married
brides who had been twice widowed.
Of the *6 grooms who had been twice
widowed 28 married spinsters, 14 mar¬
ried widows, and 4 were united to brides
who had lost two husbands. Of the
4 remaining grooms who were over
70 years of age,i2 married spinsters and
o married widows. Of the 84 minor
grooms, 4 were 18 years of age, 26 were
19 years, and 61 were 20 years old. Of
the 62 minor brides 4 were 15 years of
age, 18 were 16 years, and 45 were 17
years of age. There were 114 marriages
of which both grooms and brides were
colored, 23 of which the grooms were
colored and the brides white, and thero
an instance of the marriage of au
Indian to a colored bride.
Boston.— The annual statement of the
Treasurer of tho City of Boston shows
the debt to be $41,184,358, an increase
of about $1,105,000 in the year.