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HER ANGEL.
Margery cowered and ohouohed in the door of
the beautifnl poroh.
Here were beautiful people in there, and they
all belonged to the church.
But Margery waited without! she did not
belong anywhere
Except in the dear Lord’s bosom, who taketb
the children there.
And through the open doorway came floating a
lovely sound;
She shut her eyes and imagined how the angels
Btood around
With their harps like St. Cecilia’s in the picture
on the wall—
Ah, Margery did not doubt that so looked the
singers all.
“Suffer the little children !” sang a heavenly
voice somewhere,
Or (he soul of a voice that was winging away
in the upper air;
“Let the children come to me !” sang the ange
in her place.
And Margery, listening, stood, with upturned
eyes and face.
“Let them come ! let them come to me i” And
np the aisle she sped
With eyes that sought for the Voice, to follow
where it led.
She did not say to herself : “I’m coming ! Wait
for me!”
But it shone in her face, and it leaped in her
eyes, dear Margery!
Up the stair to the singer she ran, she touched
the hem of her dress.
But the choir were bending their heads, the
preacher bad risen to bless
The reverent throng, and alas, bewildered
Margery,
Tlae Voice uae ceaxmi, and the singers have
turned their eyes on thee.
They look with surprise at her feet, and again
at her ragged gown,
And one by one they pass with a careless smile
or a frown;
But the sweetest face bent, near, and—“I
came,” said Margery,
“For I thought 'twaa an angel sang, ‘Let the
children come to me!’ ”
With a tender sigh the singer took tbo child
upon her knee;
“I sang the words for the dear Lord Christ
my Margery,
And so, for the dear Lord Christ, I take tbee
home with me!”
—“It was an angel sang !” sobs little Margery.
—Anna P. Bubnuam, in Wide Awake.
L0YE BEYOND PRICE.
BY LOUISE D. MITCHELL.
The farm of tho Willettes was a model
of neatness and thriftiness. Never did
the neighbors find a broken fence-rail
or an untrimmod hedge, for in spite of
the poverty of its owner and the want of
help nothing was neglected. Farmer
Willette was wont to draw himself up
proudly and declare that although he
had but one man, his son Tom, and him
Belf to run the farm, no one in Hillside
conld boast of a prettier place or better
kept fowls and animals than he.
In the old-fashioned farm-house his
daughter Jeanip made the domestic
wheel revolve assisted smoothly, in while his gentle,
deficate wife the lighter du¬
ties which Jeanie saw were even toe
much for her feebleness.
And so their lives ran on in one dull,
monotonous routine, until an event oc¬
curred which caused a sndden turn in
affairs.
Will Avery, the son of the richest man
in Hillside, came down from the city,
where he had been working, to his
former home on a visit. He laughed at
Tom Willette for plodding along on a
stupid farm when he might muke a for¬
tune in the city. And Tom (foolish hoy
that he was), ashamed to confide his in¬
tentions to his father, and leave home in
an honest, straightforward way, sneaked
off in the dead of night, leaving a note
which Jeanie found upon his he pin-cushion,
to tell his parents that was tired of
hard, country work, and had gone to the
city to seek his fortune.
When the farmer heard of the flight of
nis son his wrath was fearful to behold,
and in the heat of his anger he swore
that Tom should never enter his door
again; and he forbade any mention of
his boy’s name by cither wife or daugh
‘er.
They ebeyed him, and only when in
tho solitude of her own room did Mrs.
Willette speak of her absent boy to the
sympathizing Jeanie.
Nine months passed wearily by, and
only once did they hear from Tom, who
sent a letter to his proud father father's to crave
his forgiveness; but the anger
had not yet cooled, so he returned the
letter, saying that he had no son, and
be never wished to hear from the boy
who once occupied that placo in his
borne and affections.
Poor man ! He had placed all hopes
of fntnre greatness hard-working in his only son, farmer and
no wonder the
found it a difficult task to forgive Tom
for destroying his ambitious plans. He
was not the man to complain to another
of his misfortunes, and as he conld not
afford to hire another hand on the farm,
lie worked harder than ever.
His tall figure began to stoop, and his
iron-gray hair became snowy white. He
•wonld go to the house at meal-time, but
was hurried and silent, then out again he
would go, having barely tasted a morsel,
and in answer to Jeanie’s anxious look
wonld say that be had no time to eat; he
had too much to do.
That set Jeanie to thinking how she
conld lighten his cares, and she finally
concluded to hnrry over her own work
and then take Tom’s place upon the farm
ns far as she was able; and it was a comi¬
cal sight to see the young girl with a
torn straw hat, faded dress, and with an
old pair of Tom’s stout boots upon her
feet, whip in hand behind the plow,
urging the old horses on. But Jeanie
didn’t care. Father had more time to
rest, and she fancied he was losing the
hurried, care-worn look that had settled
upon bis face since Tom had run away.
As for Mrs. Willette, the anxiety and
care as to how they should ma-age
through tbe coming winter, and the
feverish longing for her son, told and greatly
upon her already feeble frame, one
day Jeanie woke to the reality that her
mother was dangerously ill.
“Father,” Jeanie said, stopping the
farmer as he was leaving the house—
“father, I fear mother is sicker tnan we
know.”
“What!” shouted the farmer, unheed¬
ing Jeanie’s motion to be quiet, “your
mother sick ? Why, you must be crazy
girl! She told me this morning that she
wasn’t agoin’ to get up till after break¬
fast ’cause she felt tired like; but she
ain’t much sick, I reckon, else she would
a toid me;” and with a few more words
he hurried away, while Jean ran np to
her mother’s room and bent over the
bed.
“Mother, dear,” she whispered, anything ten
derlv, “doyou feel ill ? can I do
f ° r ‘Yhev’told me that my Tom had run
=3^?**’^. away, anditisn’ttaueillknowUmnot^
moan broke from her bps.
Jean was very much frightened, to
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VOL. XII. NO. 23.
she conld not understand how her mother
could have forgotten that Tom had run
away so long ago. cried, laying
“Mother,” she her cool
though hard hand upon her mother's
burning forehead, “don’t you know me?
It is Jean—your Jean. Oh ! what shall
I do ?” and with tears of helplessness in
her eyes she prayed thought for guidance.
Almost her. immediately a struck
Darting from the room and down the
stairs Jean entered the kitchen, and
seizing the old dinner horn she blew it
repeatedly, then waited anxiously. Yes,
her father’s voioe was hallooing to her.
Once more the hoarse tones of the horn
floated down to her father at work in
the pasture, and it was with a sense of
relief that she saw him striding rapidly
toward the house.
“What is it, Jean, girl?” he aeUoJ,
panting for breath, as ne neared the
house. In a few brief words she had
told him all, and bidding her run back
to her mother, he hurried to the barn.
As Jeanie sat by the bedside of her
mother she heard the clatter Of the
horse’s feet. Running to the window,
she village. saw her father riding rapidly toward
the
“Where is Tom? Why don’t some
oody bring him from the Mrs. field ? I must
speak to him,” oried Willette, ex¬
citedly. “Ishe dead? John, John, you
must forgive him—our boy—our only
one—oh, John 1”
Her last words would have melted her
husband’s proud heart, conld he have
heard them; but he was far away, seek¬
ing the village physician, whom he
fortunately found just stepping into his
buggy to make a professional call; but
Farmer Willette’s startled appearance
and urgeut entreaty caused tbe doctor to
change bis destination, and they were
soon driving toward the Willette farm.
Jean hurried forward to meet the
doctor as he entered her mother’s room.
“Is she very ill, sir ? Oh, tell me !”
she cried, grasping liis arm in her ex¬
citement.
“Be calm,” Miss Jeanie, he answered,
soothingly, pend “for I have Yes, only I you to that de¬
upon as nurse. fear
Mrs. Willtes is a very sick woman.” He
once more bent over the invalid, who,
having swallowed a soothing potion, now
lav quiet with closed eyes.
The farmer had stood eagerly watch¬
ing Jean, the doctor’s face, as he spoke to
and he now stepped forward. physi¬
“I say, doctor,” touching the
cian’s arm and speaking in an awe¬
struck voice, "you don’t mean to say
that my wife is very sick, do you ?”
“I am afraid so, Mr. Willette,” was
the reply as the doctor rapidly wrote a
prescription and handed it to Jean.
‘ ‘Your wife was always a very delicate wo¬
man, and she should have never married
a farmer—least of all a poor one,” he
added in a low voice, yet not so low but
that the husband caught his words.
“No one knows that better than I
do,” the farmer mentally said, while
alond he asked:
“You will call again this evening,
sir?”
“Yes,” answered the other man as he
softly closed the bedroom door and
walked aloDg tho cold, carpotless hall
followed by Mr. Willette; “yes, I will.
But Mr. Willetto, to be frank with yon,
yonr wife has some trouble on her mind
over which she is constantly worrying;
and, indeed, I believe that this trouble
has partly caused the illness; and—” he
stood still, and the better to emphasize
his words, he laid a hand on the farmer’s
shoulder, “and until that trouble is
cleared away I can give you no hopes of
her recovery. I did not toll your daugh¬
ter of this, because I wished first to
make it known to you,” of this, Dr. Bar¬
“You are quite sure asked, in forced
low ?” the farmer a
voice.
“I am, sir. Mr. Willette, your wife
was very fond of Tom, wasn’t she?” Dr.
Barlow asked significantly; and without
waiting for an answer he sprang into the
buggy and was soon out of sight, leav¬
ing the farmer to awake to the astonish¬
ing truth that his wife’s life was de¬
spaired of, chiefly because had he disowned refused to
allow the boy whom be to
return to his home and his affections.
Slowly he donned his hat and returned
,4i his work, feeling weaker and more
unmanned than he had ever been before.
“Which means.” he said angrily, but
to himself, giving the old horse a sharp
ent with tha whip, “that I am to send
for that boy. Pshaw! the doctor is a
fool; he don’t know what he is talking
about. Send for Tom, indeed 1 No; he
has made his bed, so let him lie.” Thus
for a time he dismissed the subject from
his mind. to
That night Hannah Bnggs the came
the farm-house to attend to house¬
work, that Jeanie might give all her
time and thoughts to her mother.
Oh ! how wearily tbe days and weeks
crept by with no change for the better
in the invalid whose never-ceasing cry
was for Tom. Then she wonld imagine
herself conversing with her husband.
“Oh, John!” she cried, pita
“you don’t know; perhaps for
tempted to go; forgive him n
dear;” and yet for the sake of h
born pride her husband turned
ear to her cry.
There came a time, however, wnt.
.vas almost too late. Grouped a’
her bed that night were Jean, the
tor, and the farmer all waiting for t
life or death, they knew not which.
Without, the night was most bean
fa], so caim ana so solemn. The ger
breeze moved lazily through farm the leave
pon the tall trees near the hout,.
with a sound like the rustling of angels’ |
wings while near oy lay a soul battling
with deatk. f twp ir
As the ,
the dim light *1” in
hall below strue . . , ,
the - * ,
few minutes later aB
hushed footsteps ascending _ the stairs
and coming toward the sick room. Tne 1
door was pushed steadily open a “ d “j e
fignre of a young man appeared in the
theT^m, he° mcU towSd |
the bed and bent over the prostrate
o ia St
brokenly,- 1 T»! to :: mother, B0 ; te T r < %s speak to u. me, » a
Tom,” 1
HAMILTON, GEO&GIA. WEDNESDAY, JUNE 4, 1884.
That simple word had an effect that
all the doctor’s medical skill had failed
to compass. A smile, faint but almost
heavenly, curved the mother’s lips.
“My Tom—John, forgive him!” The
weak hand relaxed its hold upon the
large brown one, and with a little sigh
Mrs. Willette fell into a refreshing
sleep. is saved,” Dr. Barlow whispered,
‘vibe
thankfully, and involuntarily his beside eyes
rested upon the farmer kneeling
the bed, witli his face buried in hit
hands, while deep sobs shook his heavy
frame.
God’s mercy had overwhelmed him.
At last he arose, and with bowed head
and quiet footsteps he stole from the
room, and after a few moments’ hesita¬
tion Tom followed him.
No one ever knew what passed in that
interview—no one but God and the two
men concerned in it. Suffice it to say
that Tom never returned to the city,
but worked humbly and thankfully upon
the Willette farm, for Tom became more
patient, more subdued than it had ever
seemed possible for him to be. And
gradually there arose a better under¬
standing between his father and himself,
for in the bitter lesson that they had
learned they found that above and beyond
all else there is to be desired that love
that Work. is beyond all price .—Christian at
a Texas Cattle (Jnecn.
A Galveston letter to an exchange
says:—There is a genuine cattle queen
in the person of Mrs. Rogers, who lives
between the King ranch and Corpus
Christi, about fifteen miles from the lat¬
ter place. Her first husband was a cow¬
man named Rabb. Right here I should
explain that a decided distinction and
difference there exists between a “cow¬
boy” and a “cowman.” The former is a
hired man who rides after the herd; tho
latter is liis employer who owns the cat¬
tle. Well, after Rabb from a small be¬
ginning and accumulated by good management and
thrift had a herd of 40,000
cattle ho died and left all to his better
half, who had been help-mate in every
sense of the word, and not only under¬
stood the business but had managed it
successfully during her husband’s long
illness. Widow Rabb was not only
thrifty, but she was pious and belonged
to the Methodist persuasion. A young
preacher along, by the name of Rogers came
under whose ministration she
grew in grace and the result was a mat¬
rimonial one, although the odds in age
were in favor of the parson by some¬
thing like twenty-five years. She had
no children and he had seven, but she
took the motherless bairns under her
wings and the alliance has turned out in
every way successfully. Rogers widow had
not long been married to the and
lier cattle when he acquired a bad ease
of bronchitis and was compelled to give
up preaching. Such cases are frequent.
But the widow gave him notice that she
was competent to run the ranch and has
kept the cattle in her own name, Rogers
knowing no more about them than any
of his neighbors. He took to politics
when he found his services were not
needed at the ranch.
Mrs. Rogers, although worth a round
million, lives in quite an humble home
and appears to have no ambition fur
ther than to carry on tho business her
husband left her and accumulate money
and cattle. She goes to Corpus Christi
every week or so to sell stock or pur¬
chase supplies, but has no taste for
dress or society. She is fifty years old,
but rides a horse like a cow-boy, and
does not even own a carriage. She
never entertains any one except the few
people who visit her plaoe on business,
and lives in the plainest possible man¬
ner.
Negro Property Uncertain.
Henry A. Wise told the following
story while he was in Washington during
tho Know-Nothing excitement: A ne¬
gro fisherman in Norfolk, Vn., came onf 1
day to his master and said, “Massa,
want to buy myself free. I got $300,
sir; I will pay yon dat down, and gib
you de rest when I mek nm." “Very
well, Tom,” said his master, “you have
been a faithful fellow, and I will comply
with yonr wish.” The money was ac¬
cordingly paid, and the inchoatf
freedom of Tom commenced. A feu
days afterward Tom went out to fish, in
company with a follow-servant, and
there came np a blow which capsized th(
fishing-smack and drowned Tom’s com¬
panion. The n<>xt day Tom came to his
master and said: “Massa, I changed
my mind, sir; I don’t want to buy my¬
self any more, sir.” “Why, Tom,” said
his master, “you have already paid s
large portion of yonr price, and by will in
dustry in your profitable calling you
soon earn and pay the residue, and yot
had better carry out yonr original inten
tion.” “No, massa,” was Tom’s ec*">om
ica’ rejoinder, “I r
back; nigger r
sir ” Math
7 «o, a
?“ dividnal th V tj £
finished his coi
gladly hear what he „*. xne
guest modestly declined; the hostess in
gisted. “I am certain it was something
0 { consequence,” she said. “AJas!
madame> ” be answered, “it was, indeed,
but now it is too late. I should have
bked a little more of that ice pudding!”
Yellow f ^ER.-Owing to the di^
^Ythi^^ SraS-SSnSiWE oJth^ d^^hy
* £ Uonlhhi
Dr Foote * m H 1 Unith h ”
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MARRIAGE AND DIVORCE.
JUSTICE DAVIS HEADS A PAPER HE¬
ED lilt T11E NINETEENTH CENTURY
CLUB.
f.oose nnd Inconsistent Laws—Uniformity
to be Secured Only Through tlie Consti¬
tution ol the United States.
At a meeting of tho Nineteenth Cen
hvered an address npoa the burning
theme oUjuniwi and d voice. In the
address Judge D' • •
But the fi^eatest evil in this ... country
grows out of the differing laws of the
several States touching the grounds «nd
effects of divorce I no tame to
point out these conjugal differences. infehci They run
the gamut adultery of do es, vary
ing from o l compati
bihty of temper, and m some cases even
to cold feet. Allwho think upon he
subject will agree that imiformity of the
grounds throughout of a dm the rce States o Jght This i o alone exist
wUl State prevent to State the of incessant seeking hegira to from
persons es
cape the bonds of matrimony, and that
v^t procession of evils that follows such
efforts. It is a men ous fact that a
person can leave the State of his resi
dence and in a bnef tame ootain in the
courts of another State a decree o
divorce entirely valid m tha State but
absolutely void in the courts lawful of other
States His remarriage is there;
it is felon v elsewhere, and his guilt or
innocence depends State upon he which side of
an imaginary line happens to
stand. This would be less important if
the status of his wife and children, past,
present and future, were not to be seri¬
ously aflected by the decree. Let us
illustrate:
PROPERTY AND HEIRSHIP.
A is married in New York, where he
has resided for years, and has a family
and is the owner of real and other estate.
He desires divorce and goes to Indiana,
where Upon complying that thing is cheap and easy,
with some local rule
and with no actual notice to his wife he
gets a decree of divoroe and presently is
married in that State to another wife,
who brings him other children. He
again acquires now estates, bn|, tiring of
bis second wife, he deserts her and goes
to California, is wliero, nnd in a brief space,
he again divorced then marries
again, starting a now family nnd acquiring
new real nnd personal estates. Ill a few
years his fickle New taste changes again and
he returns to York, where he finds
his first wife has obtained a valid di
voree for his adulterous marriage in In
diana, which sets her free and forbids
bis marrying slips into again Connecticut, in her lifetime. He
then takes a resi- .
denoe, acquires real property there and !
gets bonds. judicially He treed liom hither, WvOaliL-.ru takes 1“
returns some
new affinity, crosses tho New Jersey I
line and in an hour is back in New York. I
enjoying so much adjudged of his estate his as the |
courts have not to firs(
wife, and gives new children to the j
world. At length his master takes him.
He dies intestate. Now, what is the ■
legal status and condition of the various |
citizens be has given to our common 1
conntry? The first wife’s children are I
legitimate and heirs to his estate every- I
where. The Indiana wife’s children are
legitimate there and in New York
(that marriage having taken place after
his firat wife had obtained her divorce) :
but where, illegitimate while the in second Indians and of else- New j
Yorkers crop ,
are legitimate in Connecticut
and New York, illegitimate in Indiana,
and California. There is real and per
sonal property in each of these States,
There are four widows, each entitled to
dower somewhere and to some extent,
and a large number of surely innocent
children, whose legitimacy these and property
are at stake. And all legal embar
rassments spring from want of uniform
ity of laws on a subject which should
admit of no more diversity itself than the
question of citizenship
A constitutional amendment.
The only direct way is toanthorize the
establishment of uniformity by the only
power that It can needs have but universality words of added jnris
diction. two
to the fourth subdivision of section 8 of
the Constitution of the United States so
that it shall read: “Congress shall have
power to establish a uniform rule of
naturalization and uniform laws on the
subject of bankruptcies United *nd divoroe
throughout the told States.” holv horror this
But we are with
would produeo centralization (whatever
that may mean) and ought not to be doBe.
But it is one of the very subjects on
which centralization ought to exist;
cause, while it would leave theHtate
courts free to not in respective
of ,be hiilij"ct binding that in^gmtnt, and accepted, would ba
universally
^ch trade, man W.va . uidn’
the contract on the government buildin"
and blames Hale for it"
On election day Hale was beaten l,30v.
votes.
Plenty of room. Robert Griffin, of
London, is afraid that the earth will not
be large enough to hold the population If Robert
it will have in a few years.
Griffin should come to this country, get
stranded somewhere between Omaha
and San Francisco and have to walk
back, he woulfichange bis mind .—1
delphia Call,
THE HIGH LICENSE SYSTEM.
WIIAT A BROOKLYN CLERG YUAN HAS
TO SAY ABOUT IT,
Mr. Tnlmnse will not Ilnvi" Glided Pnlncrg
nt the ExpcnHC ol (lie Cheap Logwood
Factories.
T
d Speakin B
^ from tbe text of Mat .
tbew> xxviij ,. It lg not j awful to
cover them into the treasury, because It
is the price of blood.” He said: “For
g 15 j udas i scariot bad gQ j d Christ, and
diggUited lnorft{ire because he had not made a
more , , be thpew tbe
pieces £ gentiment of silver on the flwr. There was
tbat tbe m could not be
nged f or governmental or religious pur
poses, fl’rst because it was blood-money, so
Potters’Field was bought for
the burial of paupers. We are at the
£ point in this oountry when it is proposed
restrict or stop ft the sale of ardent
/ iritg b compel * ng merchants to pay
bigb ii ct , liao of $.500 or $1,000. It is
thought this will have a tendency to close
the small drnnkeries, and help support
tb e poorhouses, ’ filled by * drink, ’ nnd the
* ri in whio b men re coll fined for
rime committed when drunk, and pay
tbe j„ dge s and the courts for trying
them, don’t yon see ? How any man or
womau CO uld be so hoodwinked as not
to gee that tbig wbole higb ljcenge move _
men t i g a surrender of the temperance
principle, would I cannot understand. It
make rum-selling highly respecta¬
ble, close the small stores and open the
large ones. The small establishments
are only the rash on the body politic,
the large ones gather tho pns and poison
in a huge carbuncle. There you’ll
have livered footmen, and pictures, and
mirrors, and velvet carpets like a Turkish
harem, and divans to rest on when a
gentleman is taken mysteriously sick by
drinking too much champagne. High
license strikes at hosts of the host homes
in America, and here in the presence of
my God I stamp it as tho monopoly of
abomination. It is anti-American, anti¬
common sense, anti-demonstrated-faots
and anti-Christian. How dare you pro
pose for $500 to let ono man sell eweet
ened dynamite, and deny the right to
the other because he can raise but $100 ?
I plead doing for tho rights of these men who
are a selling small, provident, economical
business in extraot of logwood,
strychnine and blue vitrol. High license
is the property qualification in its most
offensive shape. If rumselling is right,
let us all have the right—otherwise
license ig only a bribe to Government,
[Applause.] ward manifestation I do not wish for any out
of approval for what
I»ay.” ,wd””**L*»n Mr. Talmage went on to ridicule
llouuuea fur
theft, blasphemy and murder, and al
Judea to the profane address of the
Speaker stock by of officers a Legislature, of commercial the watering
of com
panics, ami the difficulty of fixing the
crime on murderers with money and in
fluenoe, and then continued : All irony
aside, if rumsel.mg is right, all should
} laV0 f*~“ 1 18 wrong, five million dol
J arR m hard , cash ought not to purchase
It is time to keep borne by
votes the drivelling pot-house politicians
Albany and Harrisburg. Men could
earn $4 where they now earn but $2, but
the liquor traffic. It is antagonistic
J otbe working classes. It is the swelter
fug and putrifying curse of the Nation.
High hocnae has been tried in Missouri
Kansas, and failed. It is the white
flag Prohibition of truce sent, make out by Alcoholism to,
to its army pause long
enough to allow the former to get Us
army of decanters ana bottles m bettor
2f..? r * Away with it, or 111 nre on it!
Eit her “ ust b ? ^teated or the
Church , of God and , civilization will be.
Better compromise with the panther in
bis jungle, the cyclone Pj in its flight, or
au a 8 ue jj 1 it* ravages I
tus flght it out on the old lines,
P a «le-Btnckon After pay
} b c imlers to H«; ttd n gH 1^11“/° pro^r
ri gbt) tbe jj q „ or interest is now trying
bave the Constitution amended so
that any prohibitory be declared law passed by tho
States may unconstitutional,
The temperauoe element is going to hold
the balance of power in this country,
and j expect to see a President of tho
United States elected on a Prohibition
platform. Alcoholism is imperial, a
conqueror; but will be broken before
the Conqueror of earth and heaven
_
An Old -1 Story Retold.
A Washington ) et ter to the Boston
. Gen Belknap, who wac
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IS AND ABOUT WASHINGTON.
\ Few Ntxes of (Jrnsrnl interest About
Unci." Sam anil Ills Employees.
[Prom tlio New York Sun.]
Estimating Congress to be iu session
200 days a year, the salaries of Senators
and Representatives amount to about
$10,000 a day. $187,000
It costs the Government a
year to maintain lights and buoys on tho
Ohio, Mississippi and Missouri rivers.
The Pension Office expends more than
$60,000 frauds. a year investigating alleged pen¬
sion
Pennsylvania has a larger number of
postoffioes than any other State.
To wait upon the 76 Senators tliero
are 242 employees, and not counting police,
watchmen librarians.
Seven hundred and fifty the persons are
constantly Congress employed (while in by session) two Houses in and
of
about the Capitol, Postoffice Department
Last year the
used $11,000 worth of ink for stamping
and canceling letters.
The Government has sold more than
two hundred million dollars worth of
public lands in eighty years.
Virginia now lias the same 1790, number when of
Congressmen she had in
there were only 65 members of the
House.
There are several postoffices in tho
country at which the annual salary of
the postmaster is only one dollar.
Postal cards cost the Government 54
oents and 4 mills a thousand.
• It costs $30,000 a year to light the
Capitol and grounds. $80,
The Postofflce Department useB
000 worth of wrapping twine a year.
There are 419 typesetters, besides ap¬
prentices, in the Government printing
ofllce.
Nineteen thousand seven hundred
and eighty-eight dollars of the public
funds was recently expended in the for “ma
ohineiy and experiments manu¬
facture of sugar.
To supply the public with buildings fuel,
throughout the country
light and water requires an expenditure
of $1,000 a day. five New York,
From the States of
Pennsylvania, Illinois, Massachusetts
and Oliio, the Government derives one
half of all its postal rovenucs.
In the last twenty years the Govern¬
ment has paid for interest on the public
debt tbo enormous sum of $2,089,000,000.
More than one-half of the internal
revenue receipts of tho Government
comes from the four States of Illinois,
New York, Ohio nnd Kentucky.
Making a Reduction.
A ]j fe insurance agent who had been
porkina m> Kj-., a considerable business »i>p»onoWl in
Port Scott, watt o». <J«y who want
))V a tough-looking $5,000 onstomer policy. Hein
jd to take out a
, u jred about the cost and other partiou
| arg and finally remarked:
“Well, stranger, whon yon kin put the
Iggers down* about one-half you kin
end fur me.”
“Ob, I couldn't do that.”
“Mebbe not, but them’s my terms.”
When the man hud departed the agent
went out to inquire who lie was, and a
jtizen replied: that’s Bill Callahan. What
“Why, want?”
j idbe
«‘Wanted somo insuranco at half
t(lg »
“Give it to him 1”
.qji gee b ,- m bn ngod first! Why
lbon id I make a reduction to him?”
“Because you have got insurance and on
] ( , atd twonty of ns here, if yon
- n , t to Bill’s figures he’ll kill a
f u u dozen of ns heforo the year is out!
Better consult tho interests of the com
n and mak() n reduction.”
rp b( , I10I t day William had n policy on
wb ” ; cb a shake-purse paid the first pre
him ._ De , roi t Pree Press
Tho New Gold City.
Eag i e City is the name of the now
towuin the lately discovered Idaho gold
regions Its site a few weeks ago was
covered with tamaracs buried beneath
snowdrifts. Now it is a “city” of log
bu t g and tents, it has a newspaper,
known as the Nugget, a nd other oon
comitants of fresh-blown civilization are
a bo tel theatre, dance house and several
so .„ a )iJd “saloons,” from which $200 lioast, to some "
„f them of'liquor of selling business
worth a day—a populatir.
. keep tbe entire
numbering 3 000, as well as the h
^business pr9 pretty 'constantly employe. mi-’
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ODDS AND ENDS.
There are twenty-four Portlands in
this country,
4,732 books were published in Eng¬
land last year.
Mouldy and unventilated cellars will
spoil butter or milk.
The West is now supplying New York
with hotel furniture.
Athens, Ga. , expects to become the
Cottonopolis of the South.
Claremont, N. H., still rings “the
curfew” at 9 o’clock.
In Chicago there are 3,777 saloons, or
1 to every 35 families.
Robins with mushrooms is the latest
dish in Florida hotels.
Bell Telephone stock earned 17 per
cent, dividend last quarter.
A narrow gauge railroad is being built
to the top of Pike’s Peak.
Thebe are 330 colleges and universi¬
ties in the United States.
Fence cutting lias been made a felony
by the Texas Legislature.
In Australia people never boast of be¬
longing to an “old family.”
Dakota has 775 post offices, an in¬
crease of 167 during the year.
Illinois has 255,741 farms, Ohio 247,-
189 and New York 241,058.
The papers of Texas think that a di¬
vision of the State is inevitable.
There are now residing in the United
States nearly a thousand Japanese.
The manufacture of needles and pins
is one of the industries in Germany.
The City Clerk of New York gets
about $75,000 a year out of his office.
The Savannah. Ga., cotton exchange
does a business of $35,000,000 annually.
Archibald Forbes, the newspaper
correspondent, has been made au LL. D.
A woman has been elected president
of the Indiana Bee Keepers’ Association.
Germany has increased its boat crop
in ten years from 3,000,000 to 8,500,000
tons.
An Englishman sold threo Horeford
cows to au American breeder for $3,400
each.
San Franotsco will put up buildings
costing $1,000,000 for her world’s fair in
1887.
In Franco there are now 4,575 milos
of navigable rivers and 2,900 milos of
canals.
During the Ohio Valley flood eggs
retailed there as high as 75 cents o
dozen.
William H. Vanderbilt’s art gallery
contains 170 oil paintings, 111 by Frenon
artists,
Europe and British India consume
about 150,000 gallons of toilet perfumes
annually.
London policemen nre not allowed to
carry revolvers lest they might use them
carelessly.
Men aged 21 to 65 may bo soon play¬
ing marbles in the streets of Angel’s
Oamp, Oal.
6,000 boys and 2,000 girls under thir
leen yoars of ago uro employed in Chf
oago factories.
A woman of 77 yoars in Belfast, Me.,
is suing a man of 79 for $3,000 damage!
for breaoli of promise.
A mechanic of Kittory, Me., lias dis¬
covered a process by which he welds
copper os securely ns iron.
The Kentucky House of Represe nta
tives passed a bill prohibiting roods. bicyclists
from using tho public
Tney Di(?nH Fight.
A veteran newsdenlor of Washington which
gives tho following about n duel
wftfl onco anticipated between Martin
Van Bnren and Henry Clay: It was be¬
fore Van Buren was olocted to tho Presi¬
dency—when both I 10 and Oiay were in
the Senate. One day be and Mr. Clay
had some hot words in debate, and the
word went forth among Washington gos¬
sips that a duel would be tho result.
That night the matter was discussed ovei
tea tables and in tho hotels, and it was
expected that the duel would tako place
the next morning. Some even went so
far as to give the names of the seconds,
the weapons and the place of meeting.
When the Senate crowd opened at the the next Capitol. day
there was a great filled and
All the galleries were every
eye was strained in watching the door
and tho seats of Clay nnd Van Bnren.
As the President’s gavel fell neither was
present, and the spectators off. A were moment sure
that the duel was going and
later, however, Mr. Clay came in
took his seat, the chaplain prayed, As and tho
still Van Bnren was absent.
amen was said, Mr. Clay arose, turned
slowly around, and walked down the
aisle. As he did so, Van Buren, dressed
in his usual white duck suit, entered the
door. The galleries held their breath.
Mr. Van Bnren, reaching out hiH band, and
said: “How do yon do, Mr. Clay?” “Verv
Mr. Clay, taking it, replied: look well,
well, Mr. Van Buren; and you
I wish '
too. you were
inside an yon s-**"
side.” The au
was to be no du
cleared at oner
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