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ENEIUL NEWS.
Av oil well was struck near Parkers
burg, West Virginia, Wednesday, which
is pumping at the rate of 400 barrels of 28
degrees oil per day. There is considera
ble excitement over the strike.
A St. Lutie river man, who is no hun
ter, talks of abandoning his place. The
deer lay waste his field, the alligatorsanil
catamounts take all his pigs and the coons
and possums decimate his j xml try. -
A vessel from Pensacola ihschageil a
load of lumlH-r at Boston, and in shaking
out to]'sails to depart, a huge water-moc
asin brought all the way from the Pen
sacola docks, fell to the deck.
T. Wadi,, Florida’s colored ex-
Congrcssman, now farming in Alachua
county, will realize between §7,000 and
§B,OOO net from his vegetable crop this
eenson.
Thf. longest trestle in the world is now
building across Lake Poutehartrain on
the Northwestern railway. It will he
21} miles in length, and requires besides
the piles 15,000,000 feet of lumber.
HrnsnirrrioNs amounting to SIOO,OOO
have been gnarmiteed in aid of the
World's Industrial and Cotton Centennial
Exposition at New Orleans next year.
The total amount wanted is $500,000.
St. At firsTivr. Ims ft century plant
which w ill hit torn in it fi'tv duytt. It in
alxiut thirty-five feet high, ntnl the stalk
upon which the flower will appear has
shot up to ti hundred feet in the last two
or three Aays.
Abbakoements are being effected for
continuing the Government work atArau-
Bas Pass. It is estimated it will reipiiro
$30,000 to complete the work to a twelve
foot contour. The Government funds
will be expended during the present
month.
A Number of whales, one <>t them 70
feet in length, went ashore recently near
Jupiter inlet, Florida. They are anew
dpecies of sperm whale anil a perfoet skel
etcin of the largest was obtained, and has
been purchased by the Smithsonian In
stitntute.
Con. Ed. Richardson, probably the
largest cotton planter in the world, lias
excellent crop. He lius about 17,000
acres in cotton. If this is an average
season will ship 15,000 bales. He has at
least 20 per oe”t more grain planted than
at any former season.
The dredging of South Carolina rivers
for phosphates is anew industry of con
siderable importance to tho territory
surrounding Charleston. Some of the
crude rock is shipped to Europe, hut
most of it is ground at home before it
goes to market. At the present time the
demand is great, and all the companies
are working on full time.
The managers of the “ Associated
Railways of the Virginias and Carolinas”
gave notice that after the Ist of August,
1883, no piece of baggage weighing more
than 200 pounds will he accepted for
transportation as baggage, nor will it he
transported in baggage-ears, but must
be shipped by Express or freight. All
baggage over 150 pounds in weight to
each person w ill be charged extra.
It is said that Mr. Tnkno will appeal
to the Louisiana Legislature, hacked by
the strong public sentiment of the State,
asking that the property generously
given by him to the eanseof education in
Now Orleans he released from the bur
dens of taxation. He has just added
property to his donation, which w ill in
crease the revenue of the prospective
Tulone University S2OO a day, bringing
the donation up to SOOO,OOO.
In 1870 there were hut twenty-four
ootti in-seed oil mills in the country.
During the past season about 300,000
tons of seed were eruslied, the product
of all being estimated at ever 350,000
barrels. As the product of seed for the
year was 3,500,000 tons, it may readily
lie conjectured that the stock of raw ma
terial will allow a considerable expansion
of oil production. About $10,000,000 is
already invested in the mills, which now
buiu euy of the important industries of
the South.
A queer accident happened to a little
girl in Atlanta, the other day. She was
working with a sewing machine, and
Wns running it at a good rate of speed
when the driving-rod,which was made of
wood, snapped in two, and one piece
penetrated the fleshy part of her leg be
low the knee, tearing the flesh in a ter
rible manner. As soon as tiio broken
rod entered the child’s flesh the machine
stopped, ufnl in order to remove the
wood the wheel of the machine had to be
turned by hand.
A gentleman near Danville, Gu., dis
covered a swarm of bees iu a tree about
forty feet from the ground one day lust
week, and his son, quite a lml, climbed
the tree to cut the limb and let tho bees
down, but unfortunately jarred the limb
and the bees swarmed again, this time
settling on bis bond, many of them sting
ing him wherever they could touch him.
He told his father ho would be forced to
fall, but his father urged him to find his
way to the trunk of the tree and get
down, lie did so, and brought the bees
down ou his head. He was stung in a
feariul maimer, and it was thought he
CCllld not live.
EDITORIAL NOTES.
A law of New Jersey, prohibiting p,,,
sale of cigarettes or tobacco in ony form
to minors under sixteen years of ago, has
just gone into eflVx t.
Judge Snell, of Washington, says:
“Jn the eyes of the law a byciele is a
carriage,, having in common with other
carriages equal lights in the streets and
highways, pr< te ted by the same laws,
and their riders are amenable to the same
road laws governing the drivers of other
vehicles. ” •
The bishops are so alarmist at the
storm of criticism evoked by their oppo
sition to the deceased wife's sister hill
that they are preparing to publish a
reply in justification, explaining their
motives. The royal family is much
vexed at the failure of the measure which
puts the intended marriage of the Prin
cess Beatrice to her widowed brother-in
law as far oft as ever, that prefect being
said to explain She warm advocacy of the
hill by the Prince of Wales and his
brothers.
The printing of the result sot the tenth
census is well advanced, most of it being
now in type. Nothing but the compen
dium, ill two volumes, lias yet been print
mi and distributed. So far 11,000 pages
have been put in type. Volumes embrac
ing the following subjects are in type:
Population, manufactures, agriculture,
public indebtedness, valuation, taxation,
mining statistics, law, etc.; social statis
tics, fish and fisheries, fire and life insur
ance, cotton production, statistics of rail
roads. steamships, etc.; uewpaper and
periodical press, water power, steam
pumps and pumping engines, statistics of
quarry industry, meat production, petro
leum, Alaska l’ur Seal islands, etc.
A Louisianian writes: ‘‘The time will
soon come when, in our damp climate,
the thxirs of all the stores in New Orleans
and in other cities in the State will he
built of strong, water-proof and indestruc
tible paper tiles. The dampness permeat
ing our dwellings will be counteracted by
paper material of a suitable character.
All our eity cars will he built of paper.
The wheels of these will he mode of
paper. The rails of our street cars and
even the erossties, so liable to decay, will
all he renewed in the course of time, and
he replaced by paper material suitably
treated to remedy existing evils. Nearly
all the furniture of our dwellings, so lia
ble to swell or shrink in our damp climate
will he manufactured in an elegant and
artistic style by means of paper stock ca
pable of resisting effectually the sudden
changes of our temperature.”
Tins relative importance of t-lie oi
Helds of the world are succinctly stated
as follows, in the July ‘Century,’ by E.
V. Smalley, in his graphic and fully il
lustrated article on "Striking Oil:”
“Nearly all the petroleum that goes into
the world’s commerce is produced in a
district of country about a hundred and
fifty miles long, with a varying breadth
of from one to twenty miles, lying main
ly in the State of Pennsylvania, but lap
ping over a little on its northern edge
into the State of New York. This region
yielded, in IHHI, 2(1,950,813 barrels, and
in 1882, 31,398,750 barrels. A little pe
troleum is obtained in West Virginia, a
little at various isolated points in Ohio,
and a little in the Canadian province of
Ontario. There is also a small field in
Germany, a larger one, scantily devel
oped, in Southern Russia, and one still
larger, perhaps, in India. The total
production of all the fields, outside of
the region here described, is hut a frac
tion in tho general account, however.
Furthermore, the oil of these minor
Helds, whether in America or the Old
World, is of an inferior quality, and so
long us the great Pennsylvania reservoir
holds out, can only suply a local demand
in the vicinity of the wells,”
Earth’s Richest Gold Mine.
Tho property in tho Transvaal, South
Africa, from which enormous quantities
of gold—reaching in certain cases as
much us 1,000 ounces to the ton —were
likely to he taken, has been acquired by
an English company, whose engineer and
geologist, sent out to examine the pros
pects of the undertaking, have sent home
most satisfactory reports on the subject.
“Two diggers,” says one of them,
“employing seven Kaffirs, had just
cleaned up for the week seventy-three
ounces of gold, aud their menus of work
ing most incflicient. It is by far the
richest place I have ever seen, and the
amount it will produce is something
fabulous.”
One Inrge reef has been discovered
running through the property and traced
at the surface for over two miles. A
series of trenches, cut through it at the
surface, prove the width to he from 2
feet to 18 feet. This reef is composed
of quartz, strongly charged with iron,
some of which, having been washed, has
yielded very fair prospects of gold, suf
ficient, as estimated, to produce from
two ounces to three ounces to the ton.
The engineer is of opinion that this reef,
when developed to a depth of 50 feet to
100 feet, will prove of more value than
the whole of the smaller veins at present
being worked.
Some quartz reefs which have lieen
already partially worked, give, according
so the diggers, 200 ounces to the ton.
This proportion, indeed, is what they ad
mit having got from the quartz which
they pick out iu their sluicing. Besides
the quartz there is a largo quantity of
alluvial soil, some of which is reported to
contain the extraordinary quantity of
au ounce and a half to the cubic yard. If
these prospects are realized in practical
working the Lydenburg Goldfields may j
claim to take rank among t lit' richest in
the world, even if the exceptional return
iugs ou the “Lisbon” property have
been proved to yield the unprecedented
quantity of 1,900 ounces of gold to the
ton.
According to the certificate of the as
savers the average yield of thirty-eight
samples, taken under the supervision of
the late Gold Commissioner for the
Transvaal under the British Government,
is 48V ounces of gold and * ounces of
silver to the ton of ore. The refuse, till
recently thrown away by the miners on
he spot, contains sufficient gold to pay
a handsome profit on the working of the
stuff.
“ Neglected '.nit not forgotten,” is the
inscription on a tombstone that was or
dered many years ago from a marble
teller iu Milford, but ivbic.il was never
erected and is now lying against a garden
fence down town. Gave humor, that.
-Milford, Pa., IVspafcA,
TIIE CIULDREH WE KEEP.
The children kept coming, one by one,
Till the boys were five and the girls were
three,
And the big brown honse was alive with fnn
From the basement floor to the old roof tree.
Like garden flowers the little ones grew,
Nurtured and trained with the tenderest care:
Vanned by love's sunshine, bathed in its dew,
They bloomed into beauty, like roses rare.
But one of the boys grew weary one day,
And, leaning his head on his mother’s breast,
He said, “I am tired and cannot play;
Let me sit awhile on your knee and rest.”
Bhe cradled him close in her fond embrace,
HL hushed him to Bleep with her sweetest
song,
And rapturous love still lighted his face
When his spirit had joined the heavenly
throng.
Then the eldest girl, with her thoughtful eyes,
Who stood where “ the brook and the river
meet,”
Stole, softly awr.v feiio Paradise
Ere “the river" had reached her slender feet.
While the father’s eyes on the grave are bent,
Tlie mother looked upward lxiyond the skies;
“Our treasures,” she whispered, “were only
lent,
Our darlings were angel's In earth's disguise.”
The yearß flew by and the children began
Witli longing to think of the world outside :
And as each, in his turn, became a man.
The buys proudly went from their father’s
side.
The gills were women so gentle and ftdr
That lovers were speedy to woo and win ;
And with orange blossoms in braided hair,
The old home w as left, new home to being.
So, one by one, the children have gone—
The boys were five, and the girls were three ;
And the big brown house is gloomy and lone,
Witli but two old folks for its company.
They talk to each other about the past,
As they sit together in eventide,
And say, “ All the children we kept at last,
Are the boy and girl who in childhood died."
The ISTew -Minister.
BT SOPHIA SWEIT.
Scragg En<l suddenly decided that
instead of occasional preaching by the
Ponkapawket minister, it was entitled
to a “stated supply.” No longer would
it go without “regular Gospel priv
ileges.”
Adoniram Hewitt, whose father had
been a deacon, was deputed to make
application to the proper authorities in
that denomination to which Scragg End
almost universally belonged for a minis
ter to supply the Scragg End pulpit, or
rather the school desk until a church
should be built.
Adoniram Hewitt received an encour
tging answer to his application. Avery
earnest and talented voting preacher,
lately graduated from a theological sem
inary, would at onco he sent to Scragg
End.
The minister was to board at Adoni
ram Hewitt’s, the Hewitts being well-to
do beyond tho majority of Scragg End
people, and being regarded as possessing
book-learning, which would make them
congenial companions for a minister.
Adoniram Hewitt’s house presented a
holiday appearance on that summer
afternoon when Lysamler drove over to
Ponkapawket station to bring hack the
minister.
As night came on Lysander drove up
—with only a girl beside liinj. What
could be the reason that the miuister
had not come ? The young lady was a
stranger. She had probably o'omo to
visit somehodwat Seragg Ipnd, aud as
there was nolwifjy to meet her at the sta
tion, Lysander "had brought her over.
But he was helping her to alight at their
own gate. She was walking up the path.
Mrs. Hewitt adjusted her glasses, and
satisfied herself that the face was unfa
miliar. She was a grave and dignified
young woman, with a self-possessed
manner, hut with a blight Hush on her
face. Why didn’t Lysander come up
and introduce her, instead of attending
to the horse 1
“I suppose you were expecting me,”
said the young lady, extendingjier hand
in a friendly way. “I min
ister—Miss Barton.”
As Airs. Hewitt afterward declared,
“you could have knocked me down with
a feather.” And her overwhelming as
tonishment wns so plainly shown that
the now miuister became very much em
barrassed.
“Of course you know—certainly yon
ought to have been told that—that I wns
a woman,” she said.
"Wo didn’t know. Why, we never
thought of such a thing. They didn’t
say a word about it,” exclaimed Mrs.
Hewitt, and in her astonishment and
dismay she utterly ignored the out
stretched hand.
The young lady had a strong and res
olute face, but Mrs. Hewitt suddenly
became aware that, the corners of her
mouth were drooping, and there was a
hurt as well as a weary look in her eyes,
and all her motherly compassion was
aroused.
“But it don’t make any difference,
child—l meim ma’am. I've no doubt
you can preach us well as half the men.
We know wlnit is going on in the world,
if we do live a good ways out of it; only
there never did happen to be a woman
preacher anywhere about here, so it took
me by surprise. We believe in giving
women a fair chance, here in Seragg End,
I can tell you,”
“I was afraid you might have objec
tions,” said tho young lady, a smile chas
ing the weariness out of her face.
“Oh, we shall think everything of yon,
I’ve no doubt—after a while. Yon don’t
know what it is to be without regular
preaching as long as we have. Come
right in and get rested, and have a cup
of tea, for I expect you’ve had a hard
journey.”
Before escorting her guest to her room
Mrs. Hewitt managed to slip up-stairs
and slyly abstract Lysauder’s new shav
ing set from the toilette table, where
she bad placed it for tlie convenience of
the-new minister.
It is undeniable that at the first receipt
of tlie news a general dismay overspread
Seragg End. The older people were dis
posed to consider that a trick had been
played upon them, and were angry ac
cordingly, some oven going so far as to
wish to have Aliss Barton told that her
services could be dispensed with. But
nobody seemed willing to tell her, and
there "was a great curiosity to hear her
preach.
There were a few courageous spirits
who openly avowed that they saw no rea
son why a "woman should not preach, and
were glad to have one for a minister.
Many complained of Aliss Barton’s youth,
but acknowledged that they would not
have objected ou that score to a young
man of twenty-six or twenty-seven, wliic'.;
was lror age,
Tnere were some who thought she wa
too handsome for a minister, and others
who thought that since she was going to
set herself tip for everybody to look at, it
was a pity that she was not haudsomer:
some '>'! thought UoUiUi ought uol Vv
preach at all, and others who thought
some women might be allowed to, bnt
that Miss Barton was not of the right
kind.
It was tacitly agreed that she should
lie given a hearing, but a woman minister
as a stated supply was not what was
wantsd.
But in two Sundays Miss Barton con
quered Scragg End, except a few of the
most prejudiced, who would never own
themselves conquered. She was so sim
ple, so earnest, so sympathetic. There
were no long words, no far-fetched anal
ogies, such as Mr. Ericson used; there
was no rattling of the dry bones of the
ology; she touched the chords that vi
brated in their every-day life.
“She comes right home to yon, that’s
a fact,” said Joshua King. “She’s Scrip
tooral, too, and she makes as feelin’ a
prayer as ever I heard. I don’t like to
see a woman in the pulpit, and I ain’t a
goisg to say I do, but she’s edifyin’, and
no mistake.”
“I never went to meetin’ before when
I didn’t have terrible hard work to keep
from noddin’, but somehow her talk is
kind of plain and sensible, and keeps me
awake,” said Luke Pettingill, who was
wont to disturb the congregation by audi
ble breathing.
People flocked to Scragg End from
far and near to hear the new minister, at
first with much tiie same curiosity that
they would have shown to see a white
elephant, but soon for the sake of the
preaching.. Nobody could quite explain
Miss Barton’s popularity. Perhaps old
Mrs. Simmons came as near to the truth
as anybody when she said “she wasn’t
any riTtueif* than anybody else, but
somer uvane seemed just like own folks.
And shelcewjust bow folksfelt without
being told.”
Ponkapawket was scandalized. It was
a disgrace to the whole town to have a
woman preacher holding fortli every Sun
day, and drawing such crowds —drawing
half the congregation away from the
Ponkapawket church, too! The deacons
requested Mr. Ericson vo preach a ser
mon from the text: “Let your women
keep silence in the churches.”
Mr. Ericson was known to hold the
Woman’s Bights movement in contempt;
hut he hail lieen twice to hear Miss Bar
ton preach, when there were no services
in his own church, and he hail also called
upon her several times, and when the
deacons conferred with him about preach
ing that sermon they found it impossible
to obtain any satisfaction; he was very
polite, and lie did not say that he would
not, but “he smiling put the question
by ”
One day he surprised Alb s Barton by
inviting her to an exchange of pulpits
for the following Sunday; out that was
in hnrveattthne, and she had come to
Seragg End in June. Even I’onkapaw
ket h:ul begum e accustomed to the idea
of n woman preacher, if it did not ap
prove of it.
He had found her sitting on the piazza
on a warm afternoon in lute September.
She had a large basketful of stockings
beside her, and was darning them dili
gently. Some wore her own, some were
Aduitiram Hewitt ud Lysander’s, for
Boxy had gone away on a visit, and Mrs.
Hewitt’s hands were more than full. She
looked as housewifely as if she hnd never
aimed at any wider sphere.
The shadow of a smile flickered about
Mr. Ericson’s mouth as he observed her
employment. Although Alias Barton
looked up only as much as politeness
required, she saw the smile, and it
brought a flush to her cheek. Though
she looked so strong and resolute, it was
evident that Alias Bartou was keenly
fly-iaitiye, A,
He sat beside her, and immedi
ately proffered his request, perhaps as
an antidote to the smile.
“Your people would be shocked. They
don’t approve of me,” said Alias Burton.
“And I shouldn’t have the courage."
“I never suspected you of any want of
courage,” said Air. Ericson.
“I am a dreadful coward. I don’t
think I fully realized it when I began. If
T Inal been sent anywhere but to Seragg
End, I don’t know what I should have
done. Here they are humble-minded
people, without strong prejudices, and I
do seem to have found the way to their
hearts. But lam afraid I should never
dare to enter another pulpit—certainly
not yours at Poukapawket. ”
“You would soon conquer there as you
have conquered here,” said Mr. Ericson.
“I couldn’t endure their unfriendly
gaze. I should display all my woman
ishness. I should blush, I should trem
ble, I might faint. I should be a stum
bling-block to the women who are fol
lowing in the same pathway. I don’t
mean to be that. Aly work in Seragg
End suffices mo, and I am so thankful
for it.”
“I am sorry you feel so about Ponka
pawket, because I have a proposition in
my mind much more audacious than the
one that I made,” said Air. Ericson.
Aliss Barton raised her eyes inquir
ingly, and dropped them again instantly
under the minister’s gaze.
“I thought we might unite the
churches.” Air. Ericson’s voice trembled
a little, ns if he were afraid.
“I don’t, see how it could be doue,”
said AUss Barton, frigidly.
‘ ‘Of course there is but one w ay,” said
Mr. Ericsofl, quietly. “I dared not ask
you to be my wife without suggesting to
you the fact that your work need not be
given up.” , .
The girl rose to her feet. Lysander’s
stocking fell from her hand, and was
blown away by the wind, unheeded. “I
don’t
this—this insult's it bought that at least
you respected me, and I thought my
calling made me sacred from such —such
attacks altogether.”
“I am sorry that you should think it
an insult. I can hardly see Jiow a man
could give yon a better proof of his re
spect than to ask yon to become his wife.
And ns for yiur calling making you sa
cred, we don’t believe in the celibacy of
the clergy, you know.” -In spite of his
evident mortification and distress, there
was a#ly twinkle in Mr. Ericson’s eye
ash 6 said that.
“But I—l am a woman,” said Miss
Barton, sitting down again, audcoveriug
her face with her hands.
“The more reason why you should be
married.” said Mr. Ericson, calmly.
“Yon need a protector.”
“I am perfectly sufficient for myseli.
And I shall never care for anybody—
anything—but my work.”
Mr. Ericson arose. “I am sorry to
have troubled you,” he said gently. ‘ “1
love you, and I have never known wha
it was to love a woman before; that is
all my excuse.”
Miss Barton watched him as ho went
down the road, with* the yellow leaves
falling upon him. She observed, as she
never had done before, how finely hit
head was set upon his broad shoulders,
what a manly grace there was about his
strong, well-knit figure.
“But he has no business to love me,”
she said, drawing her brows into a tight
frown.
Then suddenly she remembered Ly
sander’s stocking, and went down in the
grass to look for it. It had blown over
the fence into the field. She stretched
hot turn between the slats and drew it
back. As she .lid so the caught sight of
Lysander. He was feathering squashes
; and pumpkins on the. little south hill;
j she saw his figure i& silhouette against
the sky. He started t o come toward the
house, and she waited for him—waited
until a sudden thoug it sent a flame of
color over her false.
“It can't be—” sqe said, half aloud,
inquiringly. “I will (keep that out of
|my life. I won't failure ! I won’t
be!” And she isheLd up to her room
, and locked herself n. E
She came down a cfclm and grave as
ever when the teabiftl rang, anu after
tea she and Lysanuefr read their daily
quantity of Greek, -for Lysander was
i pursuing his studies with renewed
' avidity since he had a companion to help
him, and had not yt given up his long
cherished hope of studying for tlie
ministry, though there” seemed no
prospect of his being able to leave the
farm.
After that day Miss Barton devoted
herself more zealously than ever to her
work. She darned no more stockings.
When she was not waiting her sermons,
she was visiting the sick and the poor,
and making, or suggesting and inducing
others to make, improvements, sanitary
and moral as well as religious.
“ She was as practical and efficient as
if she was not a many people
said; and old Jeremy Grimes, who had
wished to tell her wften - she came that
/hey didn’t want a woman preacher, said,
“ They couldn’t liaye had such women
in St. Paul’s time', or lie never would
have written what he did."
But Mrs. Hewitt had a grievance.
Miss Barton didn’t seetti to make her
self one of the family as she used to.
She was shut up in her own room
almost all the time now, and she and
Lysander didn’t seem to get along to
gether as they used to. She never came
into the kitchen and wanted to help
make cake now, or sat with them around
the tire in the evening while Lysander
read aloud. She “didn’t seem to have
anything against them, bu'- she wasn’t
free and sociable auy more.”
Lysander was teaching school this
winter, and attending to the farm work
in his leisure time. His liabit of study
ing with Miss Barton had gradually died
out. To his mother’s persistent ques
tionings Lysander replied that neither
of them had any time for it now - .
Mrs. Hewitt could not make it out.
“Pa,” who prided himself upon being
long-headed, hinted that he could, but
he would not say outright what he
thought, and liis wife regarded hints
with lofty scom.
One afternoon, after school-hours, Ly
sander went down to the woods back of
the house to superintend the operations
of some men who were cutting timber.
Just at dusk Miss Barton, coming home
from a visit to a sick parishioner, encoun
tered four men carrying on an impro
vised stretcher Lysauder’s apparently
lifeless body. He was lying white and
rig'd, and there were scarlet spots upon
the snow all the way that he had come.
Down on her knees in the snow fell Miss
Barton, and threw her arms around
him.
“Oh, my love! my love! have you
gone so far away that you cannot hear
nre say Ido love you?” she cried. “I
was cold and hard liecause I thought it
was my duty, but if you could only come
back—”
Anil then they had to raise Miss Bar
ton, and carry her into the house, for
she hail faiuted.
“That’s just what I could have told
you a good while ago if I had had a
mind to," said “Pa,” as he rehearsed the
scene to his wife, an hour afterward.
“She's a terrible sight like a woman if
she is a minister. Asd Lysander—well,
I calculate he won’t complain of having
his foot cut, if it does lay him up for a
while. I can’t say whether she’ll let him
do the preaching, or whether they’ll
both do it, but you'll see them married
before summer.”
“I don’t want anybody to think it’s
because I'm a woman,” said Miss Barton,
rather iuconsequentlv, when Lysander
led her, blushing and tearful, to his
mother’s arms. “But I didn’t seem
aide to help it. And Lysander says t
needn’t give up my work.”
Had Heard Him.
A hard-featured man, dressed in anew
suit of very cheap black, called at the
house of a well-known minister, and,
upon giving his name, was invited to a
seat in the gentleman’s study.
“I have a few days to spend in the
•ity,” said Air. Prickle, the visitor, “and
l did not want to leave without calling
md paying my respects to you. I have
heard you preach many a time. I like j
your preaching, and, though I do not be- '
long to your church, yet I must say that
you preach the best sermon I ever heard. ” j
“Y*,” the good man repeated; and as
a hell tinkled lie arose and said: “Come
out, my friend, and take dinner with
me.”
AH. Prickle went cut, received an in
troduction to the preacher’s family, and
began to eat with an avidity that at
tracted attention.
“You say tint you have heard me
preach many a time?” remarked the
minister.
“Oh, yes," the man replied, shoving a
fork full of mashed potatoes into his
mouth.
“I don’t remember ever having seen
you at my church. I suppose you heard
me in the country.”
“No.” said the visitor, chewing a
mouthful of green peas, “not in the
country.”
“Certainly not in town.”
“Well, sorter yes and sorter not. Yon
know you preached at the penitentiary for
sometime. I was in there for stealing a
a wagon, and finished my time to-day.
Thauk you for the bread.” —Arkamaw
Traveller.
Some Good Advice.
Bob Burdette’s advice to young men of
tlie present is as follows: “Get away
from the crowd a little while every day,
my dear boy. Stand one side and let the
world run by while you get acquainted
with yourself, and see what kind of a
fellow you are. Ask yourself hard ques
tions about yourself; find out all you can
about yourself. Ascertain from original
sources if you are really the manner of
man people say you are; find out if you
are always honest; if you always tell the
square perfect truth in business deals;
if your life is as good and upright at
11 o'clock at l iglit as it is at noon; if you
are as good a temperance man on a fish
ing excursion as you are at a Sunday
school picnic; if you are as good a boy
when you go to "the city for a few day's
as you are at home; if, in short, you
cully are the sort of a young man your
father hopes you are, and your sweet
heart believes you are. Get" on intimate
terms with yourself, my boy, and believe
me, every time you come out from one
of these private interviews you will be a
stronger, better, purer man". Don’t for
get this, Telemachus. and it will do you
good,”
THE JOKERS' BUDGET.
WHAT WE FIND IN THE HOIOKOI'S
PAPERS THIS WEEK.
PECK S BAD BOY.
“You see,” said the bad boy, “we
moved yesterdiy. Pa told me to get a
vacation, and we would have fun moving
But I don’t want any more fun. I know
, when I have got enough fun. Pa car
i ried all the light things, and when it
! came to lifting, he had a crick in the
! back. I never was so tired as I was last
1 night. A drayman took one load over
on the west side, and delivered them to
a house that seemed to be expecting a
load of household furniture. He thought
it was all right, if everybody that was
moving got a load of goods. Well, after
we got moved pa said we must make a
garden, and he said we would go out
and spade np the ground and sow peas,
and radishes, and beets. There was
some neighbors lived in the next house
to our new one, that was all wimmen,
and pa didn't like to have them think he
had to work, so he said it would be a
good joke to disguise ourselves ns tramps,
and the neighbors would think we had
hired some tramps to dig in the garden.
I told pa of a boss game to fool them. I
suggested that we take some of this shoe
blacking that is put on with a sponge,
aud black our faces, and tlie neighbors
w ould think we had hired an old colored
man and his boy to work in the garden.
Pa said it was immense, and he told me
to go and black up, and if it worked he
would black hisself. So I went and put
this burnt cork on my fac>, ’cause it
would wash off, and pa locked at me and
sa.d it was a wliack, and for -me to fix
him up too. So I got the Dottle of shoe
blacking and painted pa so he looked
like a colored coal heaver. Actually
when ma saw - him she ordered him oil
the premises, and when ho laffed at her,
she was going to throw Idling water on
pa, but I told her the scheme, and she ,
let up on pa. Oh, you’d a dide to sec 1
u.s out in the garden. Pa looked like |
uncle Tom, and I looked like Topsy. j
We worked till a hoy tlirowed some to- 1
mate cans over the alley fence and hit j
me, and I piled over the fence after him, !
and left pa. It was my clium, and when j
I had caught him we put up r, job to get j
pa to chaso ns. We tlirowed some more
cans, and pa come out and my chum !
started and I after him, and pa after both :
of us. He chased us tw o blocks, and
then we got behind a policeman, and my
chum told tho policeman it was a crazy
old colored man that wanted to kidnap
us, and the policeman took pa by the
neck and was going to club him, hut pa
said lie would go home and behave. He
was offul mail, and he went home and
we looked through the alley - fence and
saw pa trying to wash off the blacking,
You see that blacking won't wash off'.
You have to wear it off. Pa would wash
his face with soap suds, and then look in
the glass, and he was blacker eveiy time
he washed, and when ma laffed at him
he said the offulest words, then he washed
himself again. lam going to leave my
burnt cork on, ’cause if 1 washed it off
pa would know there had been some
smonging somewhere.”
WHERE THE DIFFERENCE WAS.
An Arkansas man had located in
Texas on a few rich acres and after a
year or two of Southern effort at farming
got discouraged, packed his household
goods iu a wagon and started back to Ar
kansas. His dilapidated team, consist
ing of a Afexican pony and a Texas
steer hitched together were pulling the
load leisurely along the road when lie
met a neighbor who saluted him.
“Holloa, Clayton’ Which way ?”
“I am going bac* to Arkansas.”
“What for ?"
“Ob, lam tired and discouraged. I
can’t raise any crops here ; the country
ain’t worth a cuss for farming. It is al
together too hot.”
“Well, Clayton, this man appears to
have mighty fine crops,” said the neigh
bor, pointing to a neat hojise and the
clean tidy-looking acres surrounding it,
that were carrying a line stanu of differ
ent kinds of small grain.
“Y'es, that I- so,” said the Arkansas
traveler; “but. confound it, Perkins,
tiiat man is a Dutchman.” —Detroit Tree
Press.
A PATIENT.
Two ladies living some distance from i
each other in Boston own in company 1
one of flic “ dummy” figures of life-size
over which' they drape their overskirts!
and arrange tho trimmings of new I
dresses. This partnership necessitates |
the conveying of tho figure quite often ,
from one house to the other, the “ dum- J
ray” being known us “Aliss Grace.”!
Miss A. had engaged anew coachman, |
but forgot that he was not acquainted
with the transportation of the “lay fig
ure,” and so told him “to go over to Aliss
B’s and get Miss Grace. ” also impressing
upon his mind the fact that he was to '
hurry, as the dressmaker was waiting.
The man was gone about an hour and a
half, and gave as an excuse for his delay j
that he had to walk the horses every
step of the way hack for fear that the
sick woman inside would get shaken up
too much, as she seemed to be so bad
when they put her in.
SQUIBS.
Does a man make a rye face when he
asks if it is good for a drink ?—There is
very little lamb in the meat market or
the stock market just now.—lf you want
to see a man indulge in the maizev
dance, tread on his pet corn.—Louisa
Stephens is the President of the Na
tional Bank of Mahon, la. We do not
know the lady’s name who is cashier
hut probably when Louisa has any or
ders to give she has to go to the cashier
and tell 'er.
NOT RUNNING NOW.
An Austin man has been thinking
seriously of running for mayor of the
city at the next election, hut he has
given up the idea, upwards of sixty
voters having said to him:
“Ah. Colonel, if you only knew how
much I respect yon.”
“Wlmt, then?”
“Well, then, you would say : ‘Can’t I
lend you five dollars ?”
On reflection, the Colonel has come
to the conclusion that he has serious
doubts about his being the proper man
for so responsible an office.— Texas
Siftings.
IITTLE DOLLIE’S DEDUCTION.
“ Mamma what did Uncle John mean
by the apple of your eye ?” asked little
Dollie of her mother, as they were re
turning home from a visit to her uncle’s
house.
“ Oh. he was referring to the pupil of
my eye, dear. It is quite a common ex
pression. ”
“I thought perhaps he saw some
m'een in your eye and thought it was an
apple.”
By thb Pound. —As Maud S. weighs
995 pounds and SIOO,OOO has been offered
for her. horseflesh is worth a trifle more
than SIOO pound.
AGAIN OVER ALAMO.
The Scene of the Srrnf-ple of a Heroic Hand
Against Overwin Inline Odds.
A dispatch from San Antonio says that
the flag of Texas is flying over Fort Al
amo, the property of which it forms a
part having been annexed to the State by
the Catholic bishop after purchase. Al
amo is known as the Thermopylae of
America, from the heroic defense of the
fort made in 1836 by a small bodv of
Texans against a force of Mexicans fully
thirty times their number.
Port Alamo was an oblong structure '
of about an acre in extent, on the left
bank of the San Antonio River, near the
town of San Antonio. The fortifications
of San Antonio had been recently dis
mantled by Houston when (February
23, 1836) the Mexicans tinder Santa An
na belengured the Alamo, into which
Travis withdrew with 140 Texans while
the Mexicans, 4,000 strong, occupied the
town and bombarded the fortress Pom
batteries on both sides of the river. Not
one man was hurt by the shelling, how
ever, and the garrison picked "off the
Mexicans with their unerring rifles, or
when they ventured to charge the wall
repulsed them with disastrous loss.
Travis was re-inforced by thirtv-two men",
who forced their way through” the Mexi
can lines, but the garrison was too feeble
to take the initiative, and though it
nexer abated its spirit, hard work and
ceaseless watching so told on it-, feeble
numbers that by the 61h the Ti xav, cause
was desperate. Without provisions and
with hut a scanty supply of ummunilionp
the garrison yet made a gallant stand
against the ov< rwhelming force which
assailed it at daybreak from everv side.
Twice repulsed with great loss, the
Mexicans at last made good their attack,
I ut it was only when the defenders of the
Alamo numbered six men and their un
loaded rifles were shattered clubs in their
hands. These, including Crockett, ,-vir
l ondered to Castrillion, upon a promise
of protection, bnt being taken before
Santa Anna they were ordered to be
hewn down. Crockett fell, mangled by
a score of swords; the wounded Bowie
was dragged from his lied and butchered,
i hough not until lie had shot several of
his murderers, and Evans was slain just
as he attempted io blow np the magazine.
Ibe bodies of the Texans, horribly mn
tilated, were piled up in the centre of
the fort and burned, a negro, a woman
and a child, alone being spared. On
the 21st of April, however, the dead of
the Alamo were bloodily avenged. It
was 1 o’clock in the afternoon and the
Mexicans, confident in their numbers,
were enjoying their siesta on the field
if San Jacinto, where Houston, forming
his little force in line under cover of the
foi e h advanced npon their works. At
2(H) yards the hastily mustered Mexicans
tired upon the approaching Texans, who*
received the volley in grim silence ; then,
with the shout. “Remember the Al
amo!” burst upon them. In instan
taneous panic the Mexicans fled, pur
sued l>y the relentless victors. Houston
lost eight lueu killed and twenty-five
wounded ; the Mexicans, 680 killed, 208
wounded and 730 prisoners. In the at
tack upon the Alamo they had already
lest 1,600 men. Its defenders had been
avenged.
LOST THEIR LIVES.
The Story ot Two You ns .lien Who wire
Lynrlird an SqnaUero.
A envious mold ling story is that which'
eomfes from Devil's Lake, m northeasten?
Dakota. About half a mile from the
town of Creel City there, which is com
posed of half a dozen houses, was a
quarter section of land located upon by
a man named Bell. The vicinity has
never been regularly surveyed, the occu
pancy was hut little more than nominal,
as often happens, and two brothers
named Ford, in Bell’s absence took pos
session, built a second shanty and began;
living there. One night recently Bell
went to the place, found tins intruders,
and ordered them off. They refused to
go, whereupon Bell roused the people of
Creel City with the report that his claim
whs being “jumped,” and returned with
12 other men to drive the Fords out.
Just how the proceedings began is not
very clear, bnt there appears to have
been some firing on both sides, and at
ttie close both tlie Fords were killed.
One report says that a member of the
attacking party was wounded iu the arm,
but that is not certain, and none were
killed. The plain truth of the ease is
that a party of men in the vicinity de
liberately attacked and murdered two
men for “jumping a claim,” and the part
of the business most comprehensible to
eastern people is the fact that the out
rage was justified by the community.
An inquest was held, it is said that every
one of the 13 testified, aud nobody con
cerned hesitates about admitting the
general facts as stated, but the verdict
was simply that the Fords were shot by
some unknown persons; no arrests were
made, and the killing is regarded upon
all hands as a rough hut necessary ap
plication of justice. And yet the com
munity is quite up to the average of those
on the western frontier, and its senti
ment in this matter is merely the one
common under all similar circumstances.
Precisely as horse-stealing is reckoned
worse than murder on the plains, claim
jumping is considered the greatest of all
crimes in places like this. The land is
open to all, there is no immediate way of
getting legal title, and an unwritten law
has grown up that he who first takes a
tract of 160 acres shall hold it, and death
is the penalty for its violation. The
Ford hoys were new to the frontier and
seem not to have known the risk they
raD. They were nephews of Congress
man Farwell, of Chicago, and there is
some talk that he may try to bring their
murderers to punishment, but that
would he no easy matter.
The Capture of Davis.
M. Quad, during his visit to
made an early morning call upon Jeff.
Davis. He tells about it as follows -
In the State Library at Jackson, Miss.,
is a crayon portrait of Mr. Davis as he
appeared when captured. I asked him
if ho was correct, and he replied:
“ I will tell you exactly how it oc
curred. I had lain down without remov
ing a garment. I had high cavalry boots,
pantaloons tucked into the tops, a gray
blouse and a soft hat. Upon the alarm
being given I stepped out of the tent
and saw a Federal cavalryman thirty or
forty feet away. Ho ordered me to halt.
At the same moment Mrs. Davis threw
over my shoulders a folded shawl. I saw
that my only chance of escape was to se
cure the horse of the Federal. I advanced
straight upon him, feeling that he would
fire at me, but believing that he would
miss his target. Had this occurred,
there would have been a struggle for the
possession of the horse. As I approached
the soldier he lowered his carbine as
if to sboot, and at the moment Mrs. Davis
rushed up and threw her arms around me.
The soldier hesitated a moment, turned
his weapon aside, and I walked back to
the fire and stood there until made prison*
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