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By R. S. HOWARD.
VOLUME YI.
timely topics.
n.. 1. N. Brown, of Laurel, Ohio,
,' g that the distinct likeness of a
'!> eirl’s face has been photographed
/ "titning upon a window pane in
f Mown, and that the picture has
!?n recognized by a score of persons
_ the g ix year-old daughter of Thomas
f rs , who occupied ihe house in
V; ,h [be window is, a year and a hall
f ; There are, he says, three other
k "--:r,>3on the same pane, but no ODe
," v t recognized them; and there are
:.;, ari , 3 or: three other panes in the
‘ Washing and rubbing
; ?s does not remove the pictures.
The past year was not a prosperous
. sr far the shipbuilding industry of
ida, the number of new vessels
v/s ad registered being 265, of 74,227
/ jgainst 340 vessels of 101,506 tons
•jifiß, while in 1874 there were con
ned 496 vessels, of 190,756 ton-,
c'jisda. however, holds the proud po
..jon of the lourth ‘ maritime power
' the world, nearly equaling Norway,
yhieh ranks third. In 1877 Canada
fifth nmong the maid time States
ltt'y having the fourth place, but last
.jar that nation dropped back to the
ijxthplace. Norway during the past
.jo years lias increased her tonnage
11.194 t0n5, while in the same time the
tonnage of the dominion has been in
creased by 21,626 tons.
There is a,ways famine in s*me
aarter of the world, but the sufferings
ifthe starving people of Mosul, Asiatic
Turkey, are not paralleled by those
which afflict any other people. The
republic of the United States has been
so fortunate as to gain for itself,
nrnu.'hout the world, a reputation for
generosity c upled with prosperity.
Ihe archbishop of the Syrians has, ac
cordingly, addressed to the American
cation at Constantinople a remarka
bie letter describing some of the horrors
oithe famine in the Mosul district.
Ihe appeal is directed to the people of
fttUnited States, and is indorsed by
the American charge d’affairs at Con
stantinople. It is a petition which
writs the ready attention and gener
al response of a Christian people.
S<a girls predict storms by assem
bling on the land, as they know that
the rain will bring earthworms and
ip* to the surface. This, however
'merely a search lor food, and is due
It the same instinct which teaches the
fallow to fly high in fine weather and
iskim along the ground when foul is
win?. [They simply follow the flies
sad gnats which remain in the warm
Rrataol the air. The different tribes of
bditn; hints always migrate before
tin, likewise, to hunt for food. Many
birds foretell rain by warning cries and
actions, and swine will carry
Av and straw to hiding places, oxe:T
lick themselves the wrong way of
sheep will bleat and ski]>
hnit, hogs turned out in the woods
*• come grunting and squealing, colts
rub their backs against the ground,
:srs will gather in crowds, crickets
sing louder, flies come into the
jux>. frogs cry and change color to a
hue, dogs eat grass and rooks
•h uke hawks.
I,v ' n & to tne inability of the govern
"J ai to acquire a perfect title to the
‘H i under the act of Congress, spe
pa39ed in the Forty-fifth Con
die erection of the monument
* U T ’ :1 W:l3 authorized over the grave
oinas Jefferson at Monticello, his
;'^ ce . near Charlottesville, Va.,
f!. foa e ‘ a yed awaiting additional
Y?*ation. The State department has
13 addressed a letter to the
committee, submitting the de
•' , t^ie attorney general of the
ates has found in the title, and
J D , 2 ! " r SJC h legislation as will
C. lein afl d permit the United
' to proceed with the erection of
monu ®ent. Monticello, by which
of Jefferson is known, has
. :i itigation for a great many
and has only been settled within
past few months by a legal sale to
ti, ", nC *P For a long time it
- 'anioned and the mansion re
iE;: l :* w h°U, uninhabited; but it will
1 a matter of pride to the people
- nire country that the private
■r! ,) *' een reclaimed through pri
, ' f ' rts ’ an d that the grave, so long
-jaVt r aut hor of the Delara
v,. is to pass under
* r : rol of the government he was
- nent in forming and perpetuat
frehistorie Africa.
Emil Holub, the Austrian
1,111 a recent lecture [before the
-r, institute, on
: , !a; S°uth Africa tribes, men-
W ; , lt dad found along the
!llCan coasts clear traces of ex
n, r ‘ ) Hs w ho, judging from their
- .m tl other indications, must have
a very low type. Passingfur
•fn° Je lnte rior, there were evi
-103 °f quite a different stage of
r min ding him of the great
Hjjj. otn Phe which the Portuguese
W- °, n l^e^r ma P B at Monomatapa.
s iQe> ? 1?m Were wor ki n 2 s ancient
ef a ' s * m c even of gold, and the ruins
i olll U . kind of cyclopean fortifica
’-xtp U °k evi dences, he held, pointed
u J ll!mat “d tribes, and testiffed to
iu; e ! 'iuity of the average African
the r|j, Wur f ar<? . which destroys all
Ppuly* the victors as slaves.—
THE FOREST NEWS.
One Day.
Another day-one day;
And that is all;
A gilt lrom heaven sent down;
Men deem it small.
The great sun rose, to bring another day,
Earth traveled tar, and in no idle way,
That man might have, ot life, another day.
All worlds, all Buns, all spheres,
All seasons, months and years
Bring tribute; as to kings
Are brought rich ofierings.
The wealth ol ages—story, precept, rhyme—
Are gilts to thee, thou latest son ol time.
It comes lo- good-one day—
For highest gooc;
And lor it man should pay
Real gratitude.
Days do not last; and this day, crowned the
best,
Full soon will lade and soltiy sink to rest
In the rich chambers of the glowing west;
And all the wealth it brings
Is yours and mine. Proud kings
Would lay their crowns in dust,
And let them idly rust,
li, when once past, the sacrifice would bring
One misspent day lor one unhappy king.
It bringeth food—one day—
And houses, lands.
It giveth eyes to see,
And willing hands,
And ears to hear, and friends, and loving
words,
And sun and shade, and flecks and lowing
herds,
And fruits and flowers, and song of many
birds;
It lights up all the hills,
. And deepest valleys fills
With life and light and air.
It sends good everwhere.
It lilts the ocean, with a loving hand,
And drops its waters on the thirsty land.
It opens doors—one day—
Doors swinging wide
As human life can reach,
Or human pride
Can well desire. The realm of thought is there,
A mighty kingdom, stretching wide and tar
Beyond the light of moon, or sun, or star.
It opens this to thee,
Not as a mystery;
But something real, and lair
As costly temples are,
Built by great masters, with laith sublime
That art, like thought, outlasts the touch ol
time.
It giveth wings—one day
Wings ler the soul
To speed its flight away
From pole to pole;
To girdle faith, and still unwearied .rise
To greater heights, in clearer, fairer skies,
Until are seen the gates ot paradise.
Most holy, holy day!
Bow down, oh soul, and pray.
The spot where thou dost stand
Is hallowed, and God’s hand
Alone can guide thee through a single day.
Bow down oh soul, and for this guidance
pray.
—lra E. Sherman , in Independent.
“ROSES”
“Roses, indeed!” said Mr. Merritt,
with a dark frown on his countenance
—“a dollar’s worth of roses! I never
heard of such nonsense in my life.
What in the name of common sense do
you want of roses, I’d like to know?
Ain’t there lots of wild ones down in
the swamp?”
Mary Merritt stood crimson and con
fused beneath the lash of her father’s
sneering words. She was a slight,
pretty girl of eighteen, with bright
brown eyes, hair smooth and glossy as
a chestnut rind, and a complexion of
the purest pink and white.
“I —I thought I’d like a few flowers
in the door-yard,” hesitated Mary,
scarcely venturing to lift her eyes from
the floor.
“Flowers!” sarcastically echoed her
father. “ Wouldn’t you iike a set of
diamonds, or a black-velvet gown?
Or a carriage and four? If I’d known
vou was such a fine lady I’d have had
the house newly lurnished with red vel
vet cushions and a Brussels carpet.
You must have a deal of money to spare,
to go about ordering dollars’ worths of
roses!”
“ It’s my own money, father,” cried
poor Mary, fairly stung to desperation.
“I earned it with my own hands,
binding shoes at night, after the day’s
work was done.”
“ And you’re mine, ain’t you—and all
that belongs to you?” said Josiah Mer
ritt, grimly. “ And if you’re able to
earn any extra money, it had ought to
be handed over to me. Give me that
letter with the dollar-bill in it?”
“ Can’t I have any roses, father?” said
Mary, with a sinking heart.
“Not on this here farm,” said Mr.
Merritt “All the spare money we can
raise goes to payin’ interest on the old
mortgage and keeping up the buildings
and fences. A dollar ain’t much,”
eying poor Mary’s precious bill, “but
a dollar will help along. Now go back
to your milk-skimming, or your bread
making, or whatever you’re about.
And if you want any roses or posies go
out into the fields arter them.”
He went out as he spoke, banging the
kitchen-door after him, and Mary sat
down and cried.
She was so tired of the plantain-weeds
and running white clover in the door
yard ; she had so longed for a few bright
spots of color there. And she had
worked so hard to earn the money that
her father had just coolly confiscated.
Josiah Merritt kept no servant, and
she was the patient household drudge.
So Mary washed and ironed, baked and
cleaned, made cheese and butter, raised
a whole colony of young turteys, geese
and chickens, and mended her father’s
shirts and stockings between times.
For poor Mrs. Merritt had been
‘worked ” out of the world years be
•JEFFERSON, GA., FRIDAY, JULY 9, 1880.
fore, and nothing remained of her but a
tender memory in Mary’s heart, and a
crooked tombstone, half-buried in
weeds and briars, in the village church
yard. Nor did she venture to plead
that one of the confiscated roses had
been “for mother’s grave!”
“ It s too bad,” said Joel Harvey,who,
from the back shed, where he had been
sharpening his sickle, had heard the
whole altercation. “Why didn’t you
lei the poor girl have her roses, Mr.
Merritt?”
“ Because I don’t believe in encourag
ing no such high-llown notions,” re
torted the farmer, stiffly.
“Yes, but—”
“It’s my business, Joel Harvey, not
yours,” said Mr. Merritt. “And now,
if that there scythe’s ready, we’ll go
back to the ten-acre lot. Time is
money, and we’ve wasted enough of it
already this morning.”
“Old savage!” muttered Joel, indig
nantly, to himself, as he followed his
employer. “I’d just like to serve him
out, that I would! Put him into a
kettle of boiling silver, and fire it up
with greenbacks. Money, money,
money! I believe he thinks the world
is made of money.”
That evening, when he brought in the
milking-pails, he slipped a little parcel
into Mary’s hand.
“ It is a sucker from mother’s big,
white rose bush,” said he. “Maybe
you can make it grow; and I guess I
can get you slips from Squire Aber
nethy’s great, red ‘ Giant of Battles,’
that fairly makes your head ache with
its color.”
Mary’s eyes brightened.
“ How good you are, Joel!” said she.
“Father thinks —”
“I know,” interrupted the young
man, contracting his brows. “He
thinks you have no right to a pleasure
or a luxury in the world—that it’s your
only business to grind out money for
him.”
“There are times,” said Mary, sadly,
“ when I think I can’t stand it any
longer. If I knew of any place where
they wanted a girl to help with the
housework, or—”
“ You’d avail yourself of it, hey ?”
sneered the hoarse voice ot Farmer
Merritt, behind her. A pretty serpent
I’ve been a nourishing of in my breast.
You’ll just stay at home, Mary Merritt,
and do your duty as you ought. As for
you, Joel Harvey, clear out of this!
Here’s your wages for the month.
There’s hired men enough to be had, I
guess, without having a fellow around
who puts your own gal up to rebellious
notions.”
“Just as you please, Mr. Merritt,’’
said independent Joel. “ I’m suited if
you are. I’ve laid up a bit of money
and I’ve an idea of investing it for my
self. Goou-bye, Mary!”
Mary burst into tears. Joel had
been her only friend; but Mr. Merritt
frowned darkly at her.
“Goand strain the milk, girl,” said
he. “ Here, you”—to Joel—“ take your
money and begone!”
And he flung it at him, as if he had
been a dog.
Joel stooped to pick up the dollais
that went rolling about the kitchen
floor.
“ Much obliged to you for your
politeness, Mr. Merritt,” said lie.
“ Perhaps I may be able to return it
some day.”
To which the irate farmer returned
no answer.
Joel stood unhesitatingly at the gar
den- gate a minute before he left the
premises.
“ I should like to say just one word to
Mary,” he said to himself. “But per
haps I’d better not. Old Merritt is in
such a white rage that he would visit it
upon her if I were further to offend
him. And I guess she knows my heart
and can trust me—just for a while.”
A month afterward Josiah Merritt
strode indignantly into the i-oom where
Mary stood, pale and careworn, mixing
up sponge for the morrow’s bread.
“What's the matter, father?” she
said.
“Matter enough!” roared Merritt.
“OldFolke has sold that mortgage of
mine, and the new man is going to fore
close right off! It’s a little overdue, to
be sure, but how is a man to raise six
thousand dollars at thirty days’ notice ?
I can’t do it no more than if it were
sixty thousand!”
“But what are we to do, father?”
Mary asked, with a troubled counte
nance,
“ We’ll have to clear out, that is all!”
said Merritt, sullenly. “ You must get
a situation or go into the factory, and I
shall have to take a place with Morri
son’s hands.
“Wfmisthe man, father?” tearfully
asked Mary.
“ I don’t know. I didn’t ask. He’s
coming here to-morrow with Thomp
son, the lawyer, worse iuek to him,”
Thompson, the lawyer, arrived in due
time, and with him came—Joel Harvey.
“Mary,” said he, “ I never could ask
you to marry me while I was homeless.
But now, darling, I can ask you to stay
on here in your own old home. I’ll
build out a bay window on the south
end of the sitting-room, and put anew
piazza along the front, .\nd a pump in
the kitchen, and I’ll hire a girl to do
the rough work. And I’ll try and show
you, dearest, that a farmer’s life need
not necessarily be a life of drudgery!”
“But,” hesitated Mary, “father—”
“He’s welcome to a home here if he
chooses,” said Joel, heartily. “ And
I’ll try and be a good son to him, for
your sake, Mary!”
But Josiah Merritt declined to stay—
nor was honest Joel very much grieved
at his decision.
And Mary was quietly married to the
“ new man,” and upon the wedding day
FOR THE PEOPLE.
a whole wagon load of rose bushes ar
rived—white, pink, yellow and vivid
scarlet.
“We’ll plant ’em right out in the
front yard, dear,” said the bridegroom.
“ For I mean that from this time hence
forward your life shall be all roses!”
Cooking on a Large Scale.
Harvard college owns a building fit
ted with ail the conveniences to cook
for several hundred hungry young men,
and there are now boarding in it a num
ber which must keep the cooks busy.
Here is a short account of the establish
ment, from the Golden Rule :
The Harvard Dining a° v. elation Uaa
ninety employees besides its steward.
A ten-horse-power engine, burning two
tons of coal per day, heats the building,
and supplies steam for the cooking and
baking; but when Sanders’theater is
heated, a third ton of coal is required.
The cooking apparatus is on a vast
scale. The great soup-kettle holds 226
gallons, and it is said to be the largest
kettle ever cast in this country. Only
110 gallons of soup, however, are re
quired for the daily dinner. The oat
meal kettle holds fifty-five gallons, and
that for cracked wheat twenty gallons;
but not quite, though very nearly, this
amount is consumed daily.
The great range, twenty-five feet long,
contains four ovens, and does all the
rying and heating plates, etc. There
are seven kettles for boiling meats and
five for vegetables, and none of them of
very small .size, while the great char
coal grate will easily broil steak for 650
men. But the most astounding parts of
the culinary arrangements are the two
great ovens, one for baking meats, and
one for bread and pies. The first will
cook 2,000 pounds of meat, the other
250 pies. They are not by any means
too large, however, since from 800 to
1,000 pounds of meat are consumed
daily, and some ninety loaves of graham
and sevemy-five of white bread. The
heat never leaves the pastry oven from
one month to another.
“How much flour do you use per
day?” I asked.
“We average at least a barrel and a
half,” was the reply.
“ And how many pies at one lunchP”
“A hundred and twenty-five, for
which three barrels of apples are
needed.”
Some delicious-looking butter was
unpacking from a huge box, and 1
learned that seventy-fiye pounds are
here daily used for the tables, and about
the same amount for cooking. That
the students had not gone hungry on
that day, was conclusively shown from
the fact that at breakfast 450 pounds o
rump steak and sixty-five pounds of
fish had been consumed ; that the larder
contained for the dinner 300 pounds of
turkey and 500 pounds of beef; that 160
gallons of milk (the daily allowance),
and forty puddings of large size, were
in stole, while twelve immense pans of
gingerbread were being prepared for
the oven.
A Young Ladj’s Crickets,
Miss Lucille Clinton, a handsome
young artist, who leads a kind of hermit
life in her studio at Broadway and
Eighteenth street, is in love with
crickets and cats. About ten years ago
Miss Clinton, being then a young—very
young—school gir), read Dicken’s story
of “ The Cricket on the Hearth.”
Miss Clinton was so affected by the story
that she determined to have a cricket
at any cost. She hunted the fields for
days and weeks before she even heard
a cricket, and it was a very long tim
after she did hear the first cricket that
she was able to find and capture one,
so deceptive is the voice and so shy are
the movements of the cricket. Then it
was a long time again before the young
admirer of crickets learned enough
about the wants and habits of those
sprightly creatures to be able to carry
them through tht winter alive and
bring up the young in the spring. She
wa3 very patient, though, and now
what Miss Clinton doesn’t know about
crickets isn’t Worth knowing. She has
a large fernery full of crickets, and a
large quantity of eggs, that are expected
to produce a good many more crickets,
if no misfortune happens.
Last evening Miss Clinton gave a sort
of cricket soiree, having invited a num
ber of persons in to hear the crickets
“ sing.” The concert was given by
about 100 stalwart crickets. The listen
ers, all but Miss Clinton, were ready to
maks affidavit that all the crickets sang
exactly alike and dreadfully out of tune.
But Miss Clintou was equally positive
that each cricket had a voice that differ
ed from ali the other crickets; and she
ought to know.
“Every time 1 go to the country,’
said the interesting young artist, “1
spend most of the time cricketing, I’m
glad I wasn't in the country yesterday
and the day before, for I would surely
have been sunstruck while looking for
crickets. I have already been prostrated
twice while cricketing. When lam
riding through the country, whether
it is in my own conveyance or in a stage,
I always have to stop if I hear a cricket.
Sometimes I make the other passengers
awfully angry by making the driver wait
while I go off into a field to look for a
cricket. They will say lam crazy, and
that there is no cricket there at ail. But
I always find him, and when I bring
him back they say I was right, and then
they all begin to like crickets from that
time. I often tame them so that they
will creep up my arm to the shoulder—
I mean outside, you know. My cat likes
the crickets almost as well as I do. I
couldn’t go to sleep if I couldn’t hear
them singing.”—New York Sun.
FOR THE FAIR SEX.
Fashion ’Votes.
Soft fluffy white fringe is now used
on snowy wool goods.
Cashmere straw is extensively em
ployed for children’s hats.
For weddings creamy white satin is
being used for the entire dress, with
lace and tulle for trimmings.
Fringes of white pearl edging, quaintly
cut basques, and poufs of satin on the
sleeves, are on imported wedding
dresses.
Dark green Surah silks are brightened
by borders of foulard of gay colors in
striped pattern, such as a cream
ground with figures of pale blue and
red.
Heliotrope shades of cashmere of
light weight are combined with satin
de Lyon of lighter or darker shades
or dressy costumes for the seaside
resorts.
When the Alsacian and Languedoc
laces are used to trim foulards, they are
gathered double as full as the lace
can be massed down the front edge of
the basque and around the neck and
wrists.
Turbans for little girls have the plain
brim of cashmere straw, with the crown
of satin damask, gathered to a cluster
in tne center, and garnished with a
deep silk tassel, after the fashion of the
Turkish fez.
Nearly akin to the nun’s veiling in
effect are the delicate mull batistes.
These are generally of the unbleached
or the pale ecru tint, and are in plain
patterns, and robes with embroidered
flounces and other trimming.
Pearl-colored brocaded satin with
plain satin and point lace is again the
favorite dress for the mother to wear
when accompanying her daughter to
the altar. There are, however, depart
ures from this conventional color, and
pale blue, gold brocade or very dark
maroon with flounces of white lace is
worn.
Long searf-like pieces of point lace
are imported with lace trousseaux, to
be used first as bridal veils, and after
ward as mantillas or as overskirt
drapery; the bride has one end of this
scarf fastened far forward in her coif
fure, then caught up on each shoulder,
and falling thence low on the train of
her dress. /
Black grenadine made up over black
satin, is relieved by floriated damask,
or satin foulard, and garnished with
plain satin, in one or more high colors.
Some models incorporate satin as the
foundation, prononce effects of floriated
grenadine, with relief of foulard or
damask inmille fieurs pattern, garnish
ing of plaited amaranth red satin, and
trimming of plaited black French lace,
and bows of red satin ribbon.
We have noticed some stylish cos
tumes for misses, made of zephyr cloth
and handkerchief plaids. The skirt
was made of the plaids, laid in kilts;
this, of course, attached to a lining at
the top. The overdress of zephyr was
a round, wrinkled apron, caught high
at the sides, and looped quite fully in
the back. The jacket was closed to the
waist line, and then cutaway in points.
The overskirt, jacket and sleeves, were
trimmed with plaitings of Languedoc
lace.
Flora Me Flimsy's Dresses.
A New York correspondent tells how
Miss Flora McFlimsy’s gorgeous
dresses happen to be described in so
ciety papers:
We met the other day the reporter
of a “society ” paper. She assured us
that the thirst of the public for names
was something remarkable. The more
names that filled the columns of a so
ciety paper the more entertaining it
was considered. Her account of her
quest for society information was not a
little amusing, and showed a curious
side of human nature. The scene is
that of a brilliant party, all the re
markable dresses of which are to be
described in the columns of the society
paper. The following dialogue takes
piece:
Reporter to showily-dressed Flora
McFlimsy—“l would like to describe
your dress. Will you allow me? lam
the reporter of the Swiety News.”
Flora —“Oh, mercy, no; you must
not do anything of the kind; mamma
would dislike it so much.”
Reporter, turning to go—“ Very well,
it makes no difference.”
Flora, hesitating—“ Dear me, did you
really want to write about it?”
Reporter—“ I had thought to make
some mention of it, but it is not neces
sary.”
Flora—“ How awfully odd it would
be to stand up and have you look me
all over, and then write about my
dress. No, I am sure mamma would
not like it.”
Reporter bows and turns to depart—
“Very well, just as you say.”
Flora, hastening after the reporter —
“Come back and write about my dress
if you want to. Ma won’t care—any
way, I can't help it if she does.”
It is thus that the public learns the
important information that Flora Mc-
Flimsy was at Mrs. Blank’s brilliant
ball and wore an elaborate dress, made
so-and-so, and trimmed so-and-so.
In the Territory of Arizona, with a
population of 50,000, there are only five
Protestant ministers and fou - Protestant
churches. The churches have a total
seating capacity that does not exceed
2,000.
About Diamonds.
No stone, however precious, says a
New York correspondent, has ever been
discovered to take the place of the
diamond. It is among the earliest
known in history, including Scripture
mention. “ Diamond” is derived from
the word '* adamant.” This is sugges
tive of Its h?u'dness, and yet it is only
carbon, and when burned disappears as
carbonic acid gas. London is the great
diamond market of the world. New
York being supplied from this source.
The finest diamonds come from Brazil,
but generally reach the market through
London. Africa is also an important
source, ...id they ar j shipped from Cape
Town to the Britiiii capital, where they
are cleaned and prepared for use. The
Oolconda mines have long*since ceased
to be productive, and hence are aban
doned. African diamonds occasionally
reach forty-five carats weight, which,
in point of size, equals a walnut.
The term “ carat” is very common in
the jewel trade, and yet is so little un
derstood that a brief explanation may
be appropriate. The “ carat ” is an
imaginary weight, and is applied to
both diamonds and gold, but with dif
ferent meanings. When applied to the
former it means size, but when to the
latter it refers to purity. The value of
gold is estimated by dividing it into
twenty-four imaginary parts called
“ carats.” If twenty be pure gold then
there are four parts alloy. In the dia
mond trade a "carat” is eqally imagin
ary, but it is reckoned at a little more
than Troy weight. The value of dia
monds is s‘2s per “ carat.”
The art of diamond cutting was in
vented in Holland, and for a longtime
it was limited to Amsterdam. It has
of late years, however, been introduced
to this city. The process is very slow,
being done entirely by hand, and hence
it may require three months or more
to finish one stone. The famous Pitt
diamond required two years’ to go
through this process. There is a score
of diamond cutters in this city who can
make SIOO a week, being the best paid
mechanics in the world. John street
and Maiden lane are the centers of this
class of workmen. The price of dia
monds here varies from seventy-five
cents to SIO,OOO. The former will pur
chase tiny specks too small for setting,
and only useful to form initials or
figures.
Tiffany & Cos. are said to have a capi
tal of $3,000,000, on wtiich they carry
double that quantity of stock. They
have some very pretty trinkets which I
looked at with much interest, but omit
ted purchasing, “ having left my
poeketbook at home.” Among these
was a pair of earrings priced at $5,000,
and a pair of bracelets quoted at $4,500;
also a pearl necklace and a pearl pend
ant, each at sl,( 00. They had recently
sold a pair of diamond earrings of un
usual value for $16,000, but they have
still on hand a “lace bow” of small
diamonds, being anew Paris style, imi
tating thread lace, the price of which is
$5,000. A tiny imitation of a peacock’s
leather was offered me at $7,000. It is
composed of diamonds, with a large
one for the eye of the feather. The
latter is yellow in color; had it been
white the price would have been $lO,-
000. Diamonds, however, are not the
only costly stonei. I saw what was
called a “ cal's-eye ” sapphire, priced
at SI,BOO, and an opal, with branch and
pendants, held at $47,000. The sales
man informed me that the highest price
ever paid for one set of diamonds was
SIOO,OOO. It included a necklace, ear
rings and pendants, and must have
been a rare thing in its way.
Washington Monument Corner-Stone.
In excavating at its base for the pur
pose of strengthening the foundation of
the Washington national monument a
part of the original corner-stone, which
was laid with such impressive cere
monies on the fourth of July, 1848,Jhas
been exposed to view. This stone, which
lies at the northeast corner of the struc
ture, our readers of the present genera
tion may be interested in knowing, is of
white Maryland marble, composed of
the large sparkling crystals which so
strongly mark that formation. Only a
portion of the north side and a little of
the top of the stone is visible, and no
portion of its inscription is to be seen.
The cavity or receptacle, which contains
the numerous articles deposited in the
corner-stone at the time of laying it, is
socurely covered by a thick stone slab
hermetically sealed and secured still
further by iron bolts carried through,
and no doubt strongly fastened on the
lower side. This slab or cap contains
an inscription, cut in not very legible
characters. The only part of this legend
that could be seen reads: “ Rutherford,
Washn,” and doubtless is the name or
part of the record of the stonecutter
who presented or prepared the cap.
This is, we believe, the third time the
corner-stone has been exposed to view
since the work of excavation and
strengthening the foundation of the
monument has been going on; and alter
it is hidden from sight by the stone
work and concrete it is not likely that
it will ever be seen again by mortal eyes
until in some far future age, when the
vast structure shall have fallen to ruins,
through the action of time and the ele
ments, or been prostrated by some ex
traordinary convulsion of nature.—
Washington Star.
There is one reason at least why type
setting machines ought to become very
popular with editors. They cannot yell
for copy .—Rome Sentinel.
PRICE—BI.SO PER ANNUM.
NUMBER 5.
A Night Watch.
“19 it not morning yet ?” From side to side
The sick girl towed, hot-browed and heavy
eyed,
And moaned with feverish breath when I
replied,
“ It is not morning yet."
“ Is it not morning yet ?” Oh, leaden hours,
How slow they move! The night more
darkly lowers,
Cold on the wan leaves strikes the sudden
showers;
“ It is not morning yet.”
“Is it not morning yet ?” The clock tickson,
The sands lall slow; not hall the night is gone,
Again I answer to the restless moan—
lt is not. morning yet.”
“Is it not morning yet?’ With .ender care
I bathe her brow and smooth her damp fair
hair,
And try to soothe her with soft words o
prayer.
“ It is not morning yet.”
<la it not morning yet ?” II she could sleep,
If those tired lids those burning eyes could
keep!
God knows the thorns are sharp, the road is
steep!
“ It is not morning yet.”
“Is it not morning yet?” “’Tis coming dear.”
And while I speak, the shadows press more
near,
And all the room grows colder with my lear.
“ It is not morning yet.”
“Is it not morning yet ?” How laint and low
The piteous accents! Do not tremble so,
My heart, norlail me, while I answer, “No-
It is not not morning yet TANARUS”
“Is it not merni ng yet ” I bow my head;
God answers while the eastern sky glows red
And smiles upon the still lace on the bed—
“ Yes, it is morning now!”
ITEMS OF INTEREST.
A dead language—Cold tongue.
The square man is the best to hat e
’round.
A leading hotel in Dundee, Scotland,
is furnished throughout with furniture
made in Grand Rapids, Mich.
In Germany fruit trees are planted on
the sides of public roads and are pruned
and watched by tire road makers.
The island of Elba, Napoleon’s first
exile home, has been devastated by an
army of locusts from Africa.
The money spent for tobacco in this
country, according to the Betnikr, ex
ceeds in amount the expenditure for
bread.
A society has been organized in
Brooklyn composed exclusively of resi
dents who have lived there fifty or more
years.
The print in a newspaper that is paid
for looks a good deal clearer than in one
that has run on credit fora year.—Syra
cuse Times.
When Artemus Ward was exhibiting
his show in Salt Lake City, his compli
mentary tickets to the city officials read
as follows: “ Admit bearer with one
wife.”
On a recent Sunday Canon Far ar
preached what is known as a “flower
sermon,” in Slough parish church,
London. There were 1,000 children
present. Each child brought a nosegay
of flowers, and at the close of the ser
vice these were deposited on the steps
of the chancel, the offerings being in
tended for the children who are inmates
of the Westminster hospital.
Astonishing the Natives.
Mr. Whymper won the admiration of
his Alafkan friends by the exhibition of
a few ot those amusing pyrotechnic toys
termed Pharaoh’s serpents. Sir Samuel
Baker found a galvanic battery a sure
source of astonishment in savagedom.
At parting with Rot Jamar, of Fatiko,
the traveler placed the two handles of
the apparatus in the hands of that poten
tate, which gave a shock, and sent him
away surprised and delighted; and
nothing pleased the king of Unyoro so
much as witnessing the effect of electri
city on the members of his court and
household, every one of whom wa<
compelled to undergo the operation;
Kamrasi insisting upon the operator
putting the battery to its utmost power
and going into roars of laughter at the
sight of his favorite minister rolling on
his back in contortions, without the
possibility of letting the torturing han
dles fall from his grasp.
The author of “Two YeersinFiji’
found a scarifier (a kind of cupping
glass) of even greater service to himself,
while yielding unbounded delight to
the natives. “ Nothing,” he writes,
“ was considered more witty by those
in the secret than to place this appar
ently harmless instrument on the back
of some unsuspecting native and touch
the spring. In an instant twelve lancets
would plunge into the swarthy flesh.
Then would follow a long-drawn cry,
scarcely audible amidst the peals of
laughter from the bystanders. As soon
as the native recovered from the alarm
consequent on the suddenness of this
attack, he would ask to have the appli
cation repeated perhaps six or seven
times. The reason of this was not very
evident at first, but I found by-and-bye
that the operation was considered a
wholesome one, and also that the regu
larity of the marks left on the skin was
much admired. At a time of great
scarcity, when the natives refused to
sell any food, I bethought myself of the
scarifier, and by exacting a taro-rco
from each person who wished to be
operated on, succeeded in collecting
enough supplies to complete the jour
ney. Journal-