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HAMILTON. GEORGIA.
Inhabitants of Indian Territory.
An exchange says that ihe mhabi
tants of Indian Territory consist
of 76,000 Indians, divided into
forty-four tribes, The Cherokees stand
in the forefront with a population of
20,336 full-bloods and half-breeds. They
occupy a large country in the northeast¬
ern part of the Territory. The country
of the Creeks, next in the order of intel¬
ligence and push, numbering 15,000 in¬
habitants, is in the southeast corner.
The Chickasaws, 9,000 in number, are
west ot the Choctaws, on the Texas bor¬
der. The Seminoles from the savannahs
of Florida, the Sacs and Foxes, the
Pottawatomies, and the Wichitas are
in the center. The Osages, Pawnees,
Nez Perces, and Poncas are
in the North'. The Senecas, Wvan
dottesand Ottawa* occupy a small piece
of land on the southwestern border of
Missouri. The celebrated Modocs, of
bloody memory, from the lava beds of
California and Oregon, are here. The
Arapahoes and C heyennes aie on the
west. The Kiowas and Comaches and
Apaches, once prominently distinguished
for their copquest with tomahawks and
scalping-knife, are settled down to a
quiet life in the remote southwest part
of the Territory, and begin to bask in the
early morning twibght of their civiliza¬
tion. Of these, 76,000 Indians 63,000
have adopted citizens’ dress, and are
engaged in the various pursuits of hus¬
bandry and the mechanic arts. They
raise cattle, mules, hogs, corn and cot¬
ton. The Cherokees alone have this
year 67,400 cattle, 108,553 hogs, and
13,643 horses. This speaks of the in¬
dustry of that people. Three thousand
live hundred and forty-nine of them are
farmers, while only sixteen follow bunt¬
ing and fishing for a livelihood. One
district of their country exported fields 1,200
bales of cotton. Their cotton re¬
ceive especial attention, and raise more
than one bale to the acre. By the law of
the Territory, each citizen canTence in as
much cf the laud as he can use, and oc
cuny it as long as he likes, lie cannot
own the land, but he can own the use of
it and the improvements on it. He has
no taxes to pay, or any of the other bur¬
dens of government common to a life
among the whites. If Indians had the
energy, ability, and push of the white
people, they would speedily get rich in a
country of free and fertile lauds and no
taxes, and where soil, sunlight, rain, and
temperature all combine to make a peo¬
ple prosperous and wealthy.
Rebuked.
A few years ago, as a stranger rose in
one of our city pulpits to begin the ser¬
vice, several of the congregation began
to leave the church, He was a lame
man, and the pulpit was near the doors.
“Wait a moment, my friends,” said
the preacher, you.” till I got my hat, and I’ll
go with
Down the he church. came, limping, This hat in hand,
and left abrupt closing
of the services taught the people that
there was at least oue minister who would
not be treated with contempt.
On a certain occasion, the eloquent Dr.
E. H. Chapin, being sick, was compelled
to ask a friend to preach for him. As
the stranger rose to announce the open¬
ing hymn, This a clergyman score of persons rose to go
out. also was equal to
such an emergency.
“All,” he said “who come here to
worship Dr. C hapin will please leave
now; but those who came to
God will sing the forty-third hymn.”
That stopped the exodus.
'I lie Sweptent Bride.
“Do you believe it is true that June
brides are the sweetest?” said a Brooklyn
young lady to her best beau.
4 » Not necessarily,” he replied. “ ►H
think the sweetest bride is the one who -
—here he was interrupted by the sudden
appearance of his girl’s father, who said:
“You needn’t try to blush, young
man, for 1 know what you were going to
say. ”
i i Why, I was only about to remark
that—”
i 4 The sweetest bride is the one who
has the most ‘sugar,’ eh? Oh, I know
all about it, young man. My wife was
an heiress when I married her.” And
the jolly old joker chuckled till bis
looked like an auction flag .—New York
Journal.
NOT AS I WILL.
B’indfoMel and alone I stand
Wito unknown thresholds on each hand;
) h 1 darkness deepens a» I grope,
Afrnid to fear, afraid to hope;
Yet this one thing I learn to know
each day more surely as I go,
That doors are opened, ways are made,
Burdens are li^ed or are laid.
By some great law unseen and still
TJnfathomed purpose to fulfil,
“Not as I will.”
Blindfolded and alone I wait,
L >ss seems too bitter, gain too late
Too In avy burdens in the load,
And too few helpers on the road;
And joy is weak and grief is strong,
And years and days so long, so long;
Yet this one thing I learn to knoiy
Each day more surely as I go,
That I am glad the good and ill
By changeless law are ordered still
“Not as I will.”
“Not as I will!” the sound grows sweet
Each time my lips the words repeat.
“Not as I will,” the darkness feels
More safe than light when this thought steals
Like whispered voice to calm and bless
A1! unrest and all loneliness.
“Not as I will,” because the One
Who loved us first and best has go
Before us on the road, and still
For us must all his love fulfil—
“Not as we will.”
—Helen Hunt Jackson.
PUNGENT PARAGRAPHS.
Very rash—A boy with measles.
A coat of paint has no buttons on it.
The proper dessert for an under¬
taker—Berry pie.
How can a ham be diseased when it is
cured ?—Stockton Maverick.
‘ ‘All I want is justice, ” said the tramp.
“Three months,” said the justice.—
Philadelphia Call.
The cyclone carries everything before
it in a giddy whirl. So does the railway
waiter.— Winnipeg Spectator.
HOPE.
It’s hope that cheers us with its l
And makes life’s pathway brigi.
It’s soap the washerwoman says
That makes’ her labor light.
—Boston Courier.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox sadly inquires in
pathetic verse, “Ah! what shall make
me laugh again?” Has Ella tried tick¬
ing ?—Boston Gazette.
A silver dollar weighs only an ounce,
yet there are times in the life of almost
every man when it looks as big as a cir¬
cus ring .—New York Journal.
Ladies are said to be apt scholers in
learning to play on the violin, This
perhaps comes from the grace and ease
with which they handle the beaux.
A California exchange says whales are
now killed with guns. 'Well, well!
When did they stop catching them with
bent pins and angle worms. — Graphic.
Street urchin: Shan’t I carry your
bag? I’ll do it for a dime. Traveler: I
don’t want it carried. Urchin: Wtiy
don’t you set it down, then?— Merchant'
Traveler.
DISENCHANTED.
He saw her glide adown the bea<
Clad in her bathing dress,
And vowed he never saw a sight
Of rarer loveliness.
She frolicked in the surf awhile,
And when she came ashore, made
The vow that he at first had
He made, ah, nevermore. Boston Gazette.
—
“I catch on,” was probably what the
fish said when he took the baited hook.
“He weighed five pounds” was probably
the lie told by the fisherman .—Detroit
Free Press.
The inhabitants of Burmah worship
idols made of brass, How they would
get down on their knees if only an
American commercial traveler were to
get around that way.
Brown— “What a sad looking fellow
Smith is! What is the matter with him,
I wonder?” Fogg—“Why, didn’t you
ever hear? He was disappointed in
love.” L Brown—“Got the mitten, ch!”
Fogg—“Oh, dear, no; he married her.”
Boston Transcript.
WHAT?
What causeth us to offer, free enough,
Our sage advice, and show that troubles
tough by mortals “up to snuff?”
Can be o’ercome balky
The horse!
Whattaketh wings and sudden, mystic flight,
While we at noontime snatch a hasty bite,
Returnetb ne’er to gladden heart and sight?
The umbrella:
—Neic York Cliox>er.
BELLS.
The I-.arge-»t Bell In tlie World-Old
liberty Bell— About Chimes.
Perhaps there is nothing so familiar to
us as the sound of bells, and yet there
is no sound that has such power over the
memory and imagination. Many the sound people
are peculiarly sensitive to of
bells, and become merry or sad, as their
memories may be affected.
Those evening bells! those evening bells!
How many a tale their music tells
Of youth, and home, and that sweet time
When last I heard their soothing chime!
So sang Tom Moore, and he only
uttered what every one feels.
Bourrienne relates of the first Napoleoa
that one time walking with him in an
avenue at Malmaison they heard the
village bell, Napoleon stopped, trembling listened
intently, and then, in a voice
with emotion, said: “That recalls to me
the first years I passed at Brienne.”
In one of the dormitories of the Irish
college at Rome there is a space on the
wail left ever unpapered and unpainted,
whatever repairs the rest of the room
may undergo, for there, carelessly
scrawled, is the first rough draft of
Father Prout’s “Bells of Shandon.”
What a flood of melody steals over us
as we read that immortal poem, though
we may never have heard those famous
bells, and have dwelt far enough away
from the church and spire of Shandon. -
With deep affection
I often think of
Those Shandon bells,
Whose sounds so wild would.
In the days of childhood,
Their°ma^ic “pondeT sDel£ dl0
On this
Wher’er 1 wander,
And thus grow fonder,
Sweet Cork, of thee—
With thy bells of Shandon,
The Of p1e“ant°w the 6 Lea. a r tera ° n
river
Twenty-five or thirty years ago the
Swiss Bell Ringers were all the rage, and
drew vast crowds to their concerts. Who
that heard them will ever forget “The
Wrecker’s Daughter,” “The Carnival
of Venice,” “The Monastery Bells” and
“Meet Me by Moonlight Alone?” The
music of those sweet bells has long been
hushed, but concert-goers of that time
will still maintain that we have no music
nowadays at all comparable to that.
The Russians boast of the largest bells
in the world, and the greatest number,
The great bell of Moscow weighs 144,
000 pounds, and they have one that was
cast 150 years ago that weighs That 400,000, would
but it has never been hung.
be as large as one of our two-story-and
basement dwelling houses. After the
Russians the Chinese rank as makers o_
large bells.
The most famous bell in the United
States is the Liberty bell in Philadelphia,
which has lately made a successful trip
to New Orleans and back. It was first
cast in England, in 1753, reached but cracked this on
the first trial after it coun
try. It was then recast at Philadelphia,
was hung at the State house, and on the
Fourth of July, 1776, rang out the De
claration of Independence. The inscrip
tiononitis: “Proclaim liberty through
out all the land unto all the inhabitants
thereof.” It continued 4o ring every the’ year
until 1848. In that year, on oc
casion of the reception of Henry Clay at
Philadelphia,it rang out so joyously that
it cracked,since which time it has rested
in honorable ease and retirement. Phila
delphia also boasts of the oldest set of
chimes in this country. They belong to
Christ’s church, and were cast in England
during the reign of Queen Anne. At the
time of the British advance on Philadel
phia during the revolution they were
taken down and sunk in the Delaware
river, where they remained until the war
was over. They were again rehung, and
still summon the devout to worship.
New Y T ork citv has three sets of chimes
-on Trinity, Grace and St. Thomas
churches, those on Trinity being the next
oldest to the PhiladelDhia set. As the
readers of the Herald well know, Chicago
possesses the largest and the most musi
cal chimes in the country. The chimes
on the Immanuel Baptist church, Michi
gan avenue, is the largest in the United
States in number of bells and weight of
metal. It consists of seventeen bells,
and has four distinct peals, and the
weight is 11,860 pounds. They were cast
in Troy, and put up in January, 1871.
Their cost was $S,000. These were the
first chimes Chicago -possessed. The
chimes on St. James church are the
sweetest and most musical. They are
composed of ten bells, whose aggregate
weight is 10,785. They give all the tones
in an octave, with a flat seventh anil a
tone abov»-
The music of chimes is called carril
lons, and the ringer a carrillonneur. He
does not stand amid a forest of rope3,
pulling oue and then another, as the old
time bell-ringers of England did, but
stands about thirty feet below the bells,
where he presides at a keyboard, or
range of levers, which are connected with
the bells by perpendicular rods. As he
strikes a lever the rod swings the bell
clapper and the desired note is sounded.
It is neither light nor easy work.
The town crier’s bell and its doleful
sound has vanished, but we still have a
variety of street bells, the most amusing
of which is the ding-a dog dell of the
scissors grinder. That lively tintinna¬
bulation is daily a welcome sound to
many a housewife whose cutlery needs
repair.
But it were vain to try to enumerate
all the bells that in one way or another
affect us. We are their subjects and are
moved to tears, or laughter, to fear or
hope, to wild surmise or calm repose, as
their varied sounds fall upon our ears.
One bell there is affects us all alike,
described by Byron as
That all softening, overpowering knell,
The tocsin of the soul—the dinner bell.
He who is not moved by the sweet
concord has lost the birthright of Adam’s
sons.— Chicago Herald.
Dervish Worship.
Dr. L an clsell, during his recent tour
through Russian Central Asia, had many
opportunities frenzied of witnessing the excited
and worship of these strange
Oriental fanatics. He says: “At Samar
kand the m0S( l ue was wel1 fllled with an
audience seated on the floor, whilst op
posite the entrance, near the Kibleh,
were with eleven cries men, and ejaculating violent prayers
loud movements
of ^ 18 Body. They recite texts, some of
cm w “ tones, ch are Ranted first m a to low various voice, semi and musi- ac
companied the by shoulder a movement toward of the heart; head
over left the
then back; then to the right shoulder;
and then down, as heart, if directing all the
movements to the
“Sometimes I observed a man, more
excited than the rest, shout a sentence,
throw out his arms, dance, jump, aud
then slap his left breast with such force
as to make the place ring. These texts
are repeated several hundreds of times,
till the devotees get so exhausted, and so
hoarse, that their repetitions sound like
a succession of groans, and we could see
the perspiration running obliged through give their
clothes. Some were to up
and rest, while others were pushed and out
by the Ishan, who was conducting,
who called some one else to till up gaps
in the ranks.
“When their voices have become en
tirely hoarse with one cry another is be
gun. They sit at first in a row, but later
on, as the movement quickens, each puts
his hand on his neighbor’s shoulders, and
they form a group which reminds one of
players during a ‘scrimmage’ in Rugby
football, as they sway from side to side
of the mosque, leaping about, jumping Allah
up and down, and crying, Hai!
Hai! like a pack of madmen, till the
Ishan gives them a rest by reciting a
prayer, or a hafiz recites poetry; or again,
as at Samarkand, we hear a dervish sing
a solo in a fervid, thrilling voice,
“One curious part of the service, as I
saw it at Constantinople, was that per
sons apparently sick were brought to the
minister, to be stretched on the floor,
while he sets his foot on their shoulders,
breast, etc. In one case, eight laid men, in
women and children, being a
row, side by side,he deliberately planted and
bis elephantine foot on the first,
over them all, one woman, I observed,
making a terrible grimace as she received
his whole weight. After this ordeal
they all went up and kissed their bene
factor’s hand!
“Can this practice, ’ adds the doctor,
in a footnote, “be in any way illustra
tive of an Oriental procedure, as hand in Isa. of
li- 23, ‘I will put it into the
them which have said to thy soul, bow
down that we may go over; and thou
bast laid thy body as the ground, and as
the street, to them that went over’?”
The canning business along the Gulf
coast, between New Orleans and Mobile,
is attaining to large proportions and
steadily increasing. The Gulf oyster is
driving the Baltimore bivalve out of the
South, and there is a very large demand
for the shrimp, both in the South and at
the North.
Vegetarianism is making rapid strides
in England. One restaurant-keeper says
he has supplied 1,500 poor women with
vegetables at six cents a pound.