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"Their avenge height is over five feet
aine, and their average weight about 175
pound*. The fattest and heaviest Senator
is Philetus Sawyer, who, though he is
short, will pall the beam at 2*o. Stan
ford, of California; Eustis, of Louisiana;
and Beck, of Kentucky, will aggregate
at least 600 pounds, while Palmer, of
Michigan; Jopes, of Arkansas; George,
of Mississippi, and the doughty West, of
Missouri, have each about 180 pounds of
solid flrsh in their anatomies. John
Sherman has not an ounce of fat, but his
bone, brain and muscle weigh about 160
pounds. Chace, of Rhode Island, the
Quaker, weighs 15Q, and John C. Spooner
about 125 pounds. John A. Logan has
grown fat lately, and he now weighs
about 180, while Ingalls, who sits back
of him, though he is sat feet tall, will not
weigh more than 140. It would take
twenty Mahones to make a ton, and the
weight of these twenty would not
amount to as much a; that of eight men
like Senator Sawyer. Mahone is the
leanest man in the Senate, though Eli
Saulsbury, of Delaware; Henry B.Payne,
of Ohio, and Ingalls, of Kansas, crowd
him very close.”
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“Mahogany,”says the New York Even -
ing Pent, “has beconc the leading and
fashionable furniture and cabinet wood
in this country, a* it is now and has been
for two centuries in England and Europe.
It is already largely used in house trim
femings and doors in our large cities. It
Is a wood which docs not crack, warp,
swell, or shrink, and is famous for hold
ing glue. It improves with age in color
or tone, and therefore gets more beauti
ful as it gets older, where is other precious
woods look their best when new. So
great has the increase in the use of ma
hogany become in the past few years in
this country, that many manufacturers,
especially in the Western States, have
been making goods of cherry, birch, and
Other cheap and inferior woods, and
staining them to imitate mahogany; but
these imitation goods very soon begin
to fade as well as to crack, warp, or
shrink, to the disgust of the purchaser.
"Walnut u very rapidly going out of
fashion, and as this wood is now very
ficarce, and getting more to every year,
its use is necessarily diminishing, and
mahogany is taking its place, as also of
rosewood. Mahogany should not be var
[dshed tm it has grown dark to suit one’s
taste, as varnish is said to stop the nat
ural coloring process,”
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The following GxXTfl Ordinary story
comes f rom"§l. George’s Bay, on the west
copst of Newfoundland: A French ves
sel put in there recently from St. Malo
bound to Port au Choiz for the purpose
of landing Miss Louise Journcaux, who
was picked up at sea about twenty miles
off the Island of Jersey. The lady, with
a gentleman named Fame, went boating
one Sunday. While rowing her com
panion let one oar slip, and in attempting
to recover it lost the other. Being a
good swimmer, he jumped overboard to
recover the oar. The wind, meantime,
was freshening, and there was a strong
current setting from the land. The boat
fast drifted beyond his reach, and he was
compelled either to swim for the land or
link. Miss Journcaux, alone in the boat,
drifted to sea. The boat almost filled
with water, and for forty hours she lived
in solitary agony. At length she was
rescued by the French vessel. The vio
lent off-shore winds prevented the
Frenchman from reaching Jersey, and the
lady was carried across the Atlantic to
"Newfoundland. Fame reached St. Hil
aires’ harbor safely, but his story was
disbelieved. People from the shore af
firmed that they heard cries of murder
from sea. Fame was arrested and in
dicted for homicide. His liberation, of
course, followed. Miss Journcaux having
tffc* ' •
cabled her miraculous escape, r** m.
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The season tf the year is here when the
body is subjected to many of the abuses
which actually invite disease, and a ref-
rence to a few of the plainer roles
for the preservation of health in the !
'warm weather, given by the Philadelphia
Call, is of special interest. The first
essential preventive of disease is clean- |
liness of body and of the surroundings of
dwellings. A good, nutritious diet and '
; Tegular habits of life are indispensable,
but temperance should be observed above
all other things. Too great care in the
avoidance of excesses of all kinds cannot
be exercised, and constant vigilance is
necessary to guard against the many
causes which at this season of the year
have a tendency to disturb the stomach
and internal organs, thereby depressing
the nervons system and diminishing the
power of the holy to resist disease. The
drinking of immoderate quantities of ice
water, and the keeping of the mind under
a constant strain should be especially
avoided. Continued excitement, whether
produced by business or otherwise, is a
dangerous thing, and an unruffled tem
perament shculd be cultivated. The
ventilation of dwelling houses, par
ticularly of sleeping apartments and of
i cellars, is also of great importance. Ven
tilation is as great a purifier as water,
and revir be afraid of a little pure air.
Fco >!e in their natural weakness arc
prone to indulge in excesses, and the
person who really appreciate i good
health should ever keep before his mind
the value ol temperance in all things.
I—
KThc first fire insurance company In
merica was the “Philadelphia (,'ontri
iionaliip,” organized in 1753. This
grew oat of 4 system of private under
writing through brokers, which began
at leavt a i early as 1721. It wis not until
1702 that the first marine insurance
company, ns such, was organized —the
Insurance Company of North America,
also of Philadelphia, which has just
published a history of beginnings of
underwriting in America.
English is taught in Mexico's public
K&ools.
GEORGIA HOME JOURNAL:GKEENESBORO. FRIDAY, JULY 23. ISB6.—EIGHT PAGES.
THE RING'S MCPI
The husband
'Together we shall share the grief,
happiness of life.
I give to thee
My hand, my heart,
Till death os part”
'Twns she that lifted now his hand
(Olove, that this should be),
Then on it placed the golden band
And whispered tenderly:
-“Till death os join
to, thou art mine
And I am thine!
s
“And when death joins we nevermore .
Shall know an aching heart,
The bridal of that better love
Death has no power to part.
The troth will be
Far thee and me f .
Eternity.” $•
So np the hill and down the hill, •f' 1
Through fifty changing years,
They shared each other’s happiness,
They dried oath other’s tears,
Alas! Alas!
That death's cold dart
Bucb lore can part.
But one sad day she stood alone
Beside his narrow bed:
She drew the ring from off her hat
And to the goldsmith said:
“Oh, roan who graved
With careful art,
‘Till death us part,’
“Now grave four other words for me—
‘Till death us join.’” He took
The precious golden band once more,
With solemn, wistful look,
And wrought with care,
For love, not coin,
“Till death us join.”
THE WHITE PEDLER.
BT REBECCA HARDING DAVIS. *'
The story of the White Pedler, which
is a family tradition, has at least two
merits: It is true, and it illustrates a
phase of life now forgotten, and almost
incredible in these more orderly times,
Thomas Hardy, about one hundred
years ago, was a younger son in a family
of prominence in the south of Ireland.
Bjyng a younger son, however, he knew
tnul t&fr estate of the family would go
15 KJs eldest broth F, win Id Jhe income
would be heavily taxed to give dovPSrs to
his sisters. He was destined to seek his
fortune in some post under government,
or in India. CfTT*^.
But n o "haste tdSSdc a
x ,g a handsome young
leilCw; and it was very agreeable to
lounge away life at home on the hunting
field or in ball-rooms. Popular opinion
had begun to set him down as a good
for-nothing fellow, when his elder
brother married the daughter of a neigh
bor. The bridegroom was the heir; the
bride had beauty and a fortune. Hence
the county joined in the festivities, which
were splendid and long protracted. Tom
continued to enjoy himself to the top of
his bent, umtil he suddenly discovered
that he had fallen in love with Isabel,
the younger sister of the bride, who was
just out of the school-room.
He went first to her father with his
Story, and then to his own, but was met
by both with indignant contempt. Isa
bel was but a schoolgirl, and seemed
destined some day to marry rank and
title. He was penniless, and a feather
headed trifler who, as it seemed, would
never be able to support a wife or family.
He was bidden to prepare to go to India
in a week, never to return.
Tom’s course under the circumstances
was not that which *we would set before
our readers as wise or right. But the
facts must bo told. He married Isabel
the next day. Then he went to an old
friend of the family, and told him what
he had done.
“I am going to work for my wife,” he
said. “I know no profession or business
but farming, and not very much of that.
I want you to lend me enough money to
rent a small dairy farm and to stock it.
In four years I wUI pay you principal and
interest.’
“What security have you, Tom? Your
father?' 1
“Tom shook his head.
_ “Belle’s father?’* v
wr."
“If they will not trust you, how should
I?”
Tom laughed. He would have
laughed, probably, if death had faced
him.
“I think you will, Mr. Varens. I have
no security to offer but my own will and
strength. But I’ll pay you in four years
to the last penny."
The old gentleman pushed up his spec
tacles, and scanned the flushed, resolute
face before him.
“I'll risk it, Tom,” he said, at last.
“But, remember, this is a strict business
transaction. Not friendship.”
Tom proceeded after this with a caution
and good sense which amazed everybody,
lie sought the advice of skilled farmers
in choosing his land and in stocking it.
Th' re was a comfortable little farmhouse
on it, in which he settled his young wife.
At once they gave up society and took
their position as dairy farmers who meant
to earn their living by hard work.
Torn studied hartl to master every de
tail of his business; his wife, like other
matrons of that day, was busy with her
maids, spinning, weaving, “laying down”
jellies, wines and herbs. Unlike the
stores of other proud young housewives,
however. Belle's stores were not for her
self. Old Derry, the foreman of the
farm, carried them, together with the
butter and cheese, into the city to bn
sold. Every penny that could b; saved
was laid by to help Tom to me:t the
yearly payments to Air. Varens.
They were met. and at the end of the
fourth year, the full remaining payment
(about two thousand dollars in our
money) was ready. Shilling by shilling
it had been save 1, by dint of hard work
and Muall economies that had left Tom a
§ raver man. and had taken tn ich of the
loom and freshness from his wife’s
childish fate.
On the 1 tst day of the year, Tom wrote
to his creditor:
Dear Mr. Varens: I will bring over the
remainder of th: principal, with interest up
to dots, to-morrow afternoon. 1 am glal you
trusted we. I shall never forget it
Your ob t servant,
Th. Haroy.
P. S.—Belle helped me to lte>p my word.
Bella looked over his shoulder, and
laughted aloud at th : a But the tears at
the same time ran down her checks.
“Nevermind, little woman,” he said,
kissing her. “It has been a steep hill to
climb, but we are on the top now. After
we will stand on our own feet and
owe not a farthing to anybody. We shall
vtfitei ww* v*W>jt
They sat late that . evening over the
fiAplanning improvement* in the house,
and little comfort* which they had never
before been able to >affo:d. The next
morning there was a flutter of excite
ment all through the farm. Even Mysie,
the h 'n-wife, knew that “the master”
,-was going on a journey of importance.
It was a ride of thiity miles, through a
desolate tract, part of She roal running
along the ridge of an uninhabited range
of monnta’us, which were infested by
highwaymen.
Chief among these w.ts<onn known a;
the White Pedler, from the fact that he
rrtfic a gray mare, wo e white gieat-
CQ&, and carried a knapsack in shape
li.ke.a pedler's pack. Scarcely a week
passed which did not bring tidings of
some .traveler who had fallen a victim to
this rebber, who was as expert and polite
in hiocalling as Dick Turpin himself.
Tom, preparing to stut,;Kd the bag
of coin under the capes of his grent-coat,
and put his pistol into the holders, j
Belle clucg-to him, begging him to take
one of ; the men with him.
• 4 Me may kill you, Tom, if you meet
him!”
“Nonsense? Kill a poor dairy farmer!”
‘ ‘He may take the money, and we
shall have to begin all over again.”
“For sham?, Belle! I thought you
more ot a woman. No White Pedler
shall have the money,—if there he any
such person, which I very much doubt.”
It was a gray, cold day in December.
A light snow lay on the ground. Tom’s
road led him at first through villages and
farina where he was well-known. Friends
and neighbors ran out to meet him, and
stopping to chat with each, (he morning
slipped by. It was an hour past mid
day before ho struck into the lonely road
which led up to the mountains. Near
the foot of the first range of hills was a
bothy, or cabin, Tom dismounted, tied
his horse to the fence, and went in to
warm himself. When he came out, he
noticed that a gray mare was standing
at the back of the bothy.
“Some cottter on his wav to market,”
thought Tom, as he mounted and rode on.
It was an hour before he reached the
top of the hill-range. The snow on the
road was unbroken except by his own
horse’s feat. He had not passed a single
house. “This is the Pedler’s hunting
ground,” thought Tom, mechanically
taking out his pistols to examine them
again. The load was drawn, and they
were wet with a liquid which smelled
like sour beer
“This was done at the bothy!” lam
to have a fight for it!” flashed through
his mind, just as he heard the soft foot
falls of a horse in the snow, coming up a
by-path. He had scarcely time to thrust
the unloaded pistols back, when a man
mounted on a gray mare quietly joingd
him. lie wa§ a short, powerfully built
fellow, dressed in a white great-coaj and
low gray hat, beneath which looked oul
o ruddy face and humorous
blue eyes.' 1 j—i I mi I
morning, Mr. Hardy."
“Good morning,’’said Tom, heartily.
He took in the situation at the glance.
The man was armed; he, unarmed. The
pcdler was a stronger man than he.
“My only chance is to try my wits
against his.” He looked. The road for
a mile or two was wide enough for two
to keep abreast, then it narrowed, going
down the hill, so that they must ride
singly. “Ho will attack ra? there,”
thought Tom, while he exchanged the
news of the last market-day with his
CJmpanion.
Tno Pedler appeared to boas much in
need of society ns money. Hcsion made
a joke, after the usual Irish fashion of
those days. Tom replied with one of
his bost stories, and nobody, tradition
states, could tell a better story. The
Pcdler enjoyed it, and retorted with an
oth r, until their shouts of laughter rang
through the hills. Never at any state
dinner had Tom Hardy so exerted him
seif as now; anecdote followed anecdote,
and retort followed repartee. Never,
too, had he found a more appreciative
companion. The Ped'er’s face flushed,
and his eyes twinkled with enjoyment.
They had nearly reached the turn
where the road suddenly narrowed. In
a field, some twenty rods from the road,
stood another bothy. The highwayman
drew rein.
“I’m chilled to the marrow. The fel
low has excellent whisky, Mr. Hardy.
What do you say?”
“I’m ready to dismount,” said Tom,
dismounting quickly, without a trace of
hesitation.
The Pedler threw himself from his
mare, and started briskly to the bothy.
Tom fumbled, as if tying his horse, until
the highwayman's back was turned; then,
ISapllig intb his saddle, lw sejzed fchj
mare's bridle and galloped down Joe hill,
whipping thy Peeler’s noise until, when
he threw her loose, she fled wild with
terncr before him.
He heard a volley of curses from sev
eral voices near him. A bullet whizzed
past his ear, another tore the cloth from
h's side. The Pedler was a good marks
man.
Then came the clatter of hoofs behind.
The keeper of the bothy, who was an
accomplice of the robbers, had a horse
re idy sa Idled.
Tom put spurs to his horse, shouted,
called to him, patted his neck. He knew,
and the horse seemed to know, that the
race was for life or death. The Pcdler
would fiever forgive the trick that had
been played on him.
Turni -g a sh irp corner, Tom was for s
moment or two out of his pursuer’s sight.
He jerked the ctnvas big out from his
breast, and hurled it into ti c bog, near,
as he notire 1, to a dear! tree.
Then the mad race continued, th:
highwayman still behind, yelling breath
less oaths. Half an hour late.', Tom
dashed into the town of Doneraile. Tilt
Pcd er drew rein outside, not darin g tr
enter, as it wis still dayliph 1 .
The next morning. Tom, with a couph
of his men, found the canvas bag, hal!
burled in the b >g, paid liis debt an)
went home to his wife, lijhto' in pocket
but the richer by a goal story, which hi
del gh'f-d t > tail to t ie d:iy of iii death
l'r nth'* <'■ nnpn n io. .
Poetical Aid to Preuntiatioa.
“Ho>v They .ire Pronounced by Sensi
ble People.” is the hea ling gi ven to the
following rhymes, which we tied crc.litej
to the Bo tnu Courier-,
long time he'd been away from home,
Tli: Reverend Mr. Harris.
When he returned be told his wife
That he had been to Paris.
And when he asked his wife abjut
His little girls aud boys.
She said that they were visiting
An aunt in Illinois.
She saul she was in failing healt*
And if he had the means.
She'd like to take a trip herself
As for as New Orleau*.
He said: “My dear, you'll have the trip”
The proper thing to do is
To go together, and we’ll tike
The steamer at Kt !.ouis.
Anew meth >d of treating e nnlt-poi
with ether aud opium, the ether being
administered hypodermically and the
opium by the mouth, has been tried in
Paris with remark able success, area !■
WJ KYOTO ;ascj.
MAKING BRUSHES.
AS INDUSTRY ABOUT WHICH
1. ITT ME IS KNOWN.
; Various Brashes and How They are
Made— Preparations of the Ma
terial— Putting Bristles in
EJKht Hundred Holes.
It would appear, from careful inquiries'
i on the subject, that the ancient Greeks
i-nd Romans were totally unacquainted
with brushes and were compelled to em
ploy various clumsy substitutes for the
purposes brushes are designed to serve.
The comb, as is well known, was used
for dressing the hair, and this .continued
far into the Middle Ages. Modern in
dustry and manufacturers' invention
have, however, made ample amends for
this by the number and variety of brushes
now produced for all imaginable pur
poses.
Broadly speaking, brushes are made of 1
hair, bristles, or whalebone, and may be 1
divided into two classes, ample and com- j
pound. The former are brushes com
posed of a single tuft only, while com- j
pound brushes consist ot a number of j
tufts. When small the single tuft brush
is termed a pencil; when very large a
tool. Other materials, indeed, than those
enumerated above are employed in the
manufacture of blushes; those made, for
example, to scrub the surfaces of metal
beiDg composed of wire. Bristles, how
ever, furnish the great staple. Beside
bristles, the hair of the badger, the
squirrel, the sable, the bear, the horse
and other animals, is used for making
brustic*. For artists' pencils the hair of
the ichneumon is used, while a portion of
the supply is even furnished from the
hair cut from the ears of cows. When
the bristles are received by the manufac
turer they have to be properly sorted, ac
cording to their color. ’ They are classi
fied into white, black, gray, yellow,!
lilies or pure white. The white are
blearhed with sulphur or by other chem
ical agents, and the bristles are then again
sorted, according to their length and
quality. The process for doing this,
technically called “engining.” is simpler
I than it would s:em. A bunch of bristles
is taken in the hand and passed through
a piece of comb, which catches and re
moves the coarser ones. By repeating
this process,using each time a finer comb,
the Bristles are assorted into heaps of as
many different sizes as desired.
Tko general principle of brushmaking
is planting the tufts in orifices suited to
receive them, where they are securely
fastened by wire; and in the case of large
and coarse brushes a sort of pitch is used
for setting the brush firmly in the handle
or stopk. fijfflilgbor is
machinery,unless m preparing lus wood,
is unknown. Much depends on the indi
vidual skill of the workman, and much
again on the manner ia which the manu
lacrilTgr selects jiis applies
them to the best advantage.
The other day I chanced to enter a
local brusliraaking establishment, where
I was astounded at the stock of timber,
including splendid logs of mahogany,
rosewood, satinwood, etc., and consider
ing how limited is the amount of wood in
an ordinary hair brush and also that half
a dozen of them will serve to equip an
average home, it seems astonishing that
the firm should even have to import its
own timber, as though pianos or some
thing equally large were to be manufac
tured. In the mill room a very
complete set of machinery, driven
Iby steam power, cuts the wood
with automatic precision and marvel
ous speed. In normal brushmaking
for instance, the back is put on in rough
wedgelike shape, and then trimmed off
by means of a vice and a kind of spoke
shave. Here, however, a pattern being
first drawn in pencil on a block of wood,
the handles are cut out entire, half a
dozen at a time, by means of an ingeni
ous little band saw, which goes through
the hardest wood as thought it were only
butter. The molding of the rims, etc., is
effected by pressure against steel cutters
revolving at high velocity on an upright i
cylinder, and thus by an ingenius adap- ■
tation of machinery the brushes are given a
beautiful finish. The bristles go through
several stages of preparation. They
have to pass through combs of different
fineness, whereby they are sorted into
about six qualities, the best, of course,
being those which are stoutest. They
are then separated into different lengths,
from three inches upward, each length I
having a different value. Next comes
the process of cleaning and bleaching,
and finally of drying. Each of these pro
cesses adds, of course, to the value
of the material, Jt is in place to j
remark here that hair brushes made of j
bristles as imported would be simply un
salable—so great indeed is the differ
ence betw'cen the appearance of ths ma
terial dressed and undressed.
The process of drilling the boards in
tended for brushes is paiticulnrly inter
esting, and very remarkable for the
speed with which it is accomplished,
about one hundred holes being bored
per minute at each machine. The pro
cess is remarkable, too. for the great
care taken to insure entire accuracy and
perfect precision in the pattern, every
hole in each brush being at a different
ansle from the neighbor, while all radiate
more or less frrnn the center. The
method employed for filling up the holes
with bristles also claims special notice.
When it is stated that an ordinary brush
will sometimes contain 800 holes, and
that each hole has to be filled separately,
some idea, perhaps, may be formed of
the vast amount of work involved. A
large staff of women is constantly em
ployed at this work, which, morover, ic-.
quires considerable experience.—Brook
lyn Kayle.
A Curious Formation.
To the eastward of the Upper Sink ol
the Carson River, it* the valley in which
is situated the Sand Springs salt marsh,
is a curious formation, covering a large
area of ground. Here, after passing
through from two to five feet of sand and
clav. rock is reached. This lock is full
of rents and ti-s ires, through which rise
steam and hot water. Above these crev
ices are in places sin ill pools of water,
which are said to rise and fail as regu’arly
as the ocean tide with the change of the
moan. On the s irface of the marsh arc
scju small ridges and hillocks By
digging in them an ope nng is always
found. The ridge on the surface shows
the exact extent and shape of the rent in
the rock below. In this curious region
springs of cold, drinking water are found
in proximity to such as arc hot, aud
highly charged with boraeic acid and
other'inineral substances. In this valley
are about two thousand acres that can be
profitable worked for borax, as is shown
by the work already done there. When
one incrustation of the mineral is re
moved another soon forms. At Sand
Springs, in the same valley, salt is the
principal product. In the early days
much salt was packod to Virginia City
on the backs of camels. It was found to
be a good article for use in the mills, but
when railroads were built supplies from
other places could be more cheaply ob
taiaed.—Galveston AVtrs. ...
NEVER MIND.
Sever mind if your clothing is threadtx*
and worn,
And the colors beginning to fade; .
Such trifles are easier by far to be bon
Than the thought of a bill to be paid f
For debt is a master relentless and grim.
He grants you no rest or repose;
: R once you are sold into bondage te hina.
No pencil can picture your woes.
Never mind if your neighbors wonder ana
guess
Over things yon don’t choose to make
known,
hour motives and action* wduld trouble
them less
If they would attend to their own.
There’s naught to require one to make hit
affairs
Of neighborhood gossip the theme;
If a man breaks no laws, what he eats
and wears,
Is his own special business ’twould seem.
Never mind, let the world move along as it
will,
Life’s changes are certain we know;
And the man that's to-day at the top of the
hill
May soon grope in the valley below.
Live rightly, and slander and gossip will fail
To hu m you, and soon you will find
That the very best armor whene'er they
assail
Is to say from the heart; “Never mind!”
—Palmer (Maes.) Journal.
PITH AND^ POINT.
A fine writer—Clerk of the Police
Court.— Si/ tings.
When painters and tailors go on strike
new coats become scarce.
It would be a cold day for Ireland it
she should lose her Ulste r.
The most effective carpentry of modern
times is a lie nailed.— Bouton Herald.
He—“lf you had the sense of a donkey
you would 1 isten to me. ” She— ‘‘lft ar I
should, my dear.”
The baseball motto for to-day is: “Be
it ever so humble, there’s no place like
home.” —Free Preis.
“That wasn s*i blow,’’ exclaimed the
man whose house had been overturned
by a eye lone.— National Weekly.
It requires a million years to form a
coal-bed 100 feet thick, and yet people
complain about the price.— Puck.
A tired speculator says he finds
nothing increases now except the yo ung
men’s trousers. — Boston Bulletin.
A poet says: “I listen for the coming
of his feet. ” We suspect the girl’s father
do sn’t tqckle to him kindly.—Norris
town Herald;
A naturalist has discovered that the
tpad is juft its musical as the frag. This
destroVs what little musTciu reputation
the toad ever had.— Minneapolis Tribune.
A Texas fanner says that three good
bull dogs roaming the yard at night will
do more to keep a man honest than all
the talking in the world. —Texas Siftings,
The blue-jay squawks upon the tree,
The lambkin gambols in the lea,
And the rasping circus band
Is heard throughout this great broad land.
—Puck.
Even the tramps have caught the pre
vailing craze. They have resolved to
boycott thoec houses where the only bite
they get when they apply for fowl is
given by the dog. —Norristown Herald.
“What are chilled plows, papa?” asked
the little son of an agricultural professor.
“Oh, my son,” was the wise reply,
“they are plows which have stood out
in the furrow all winter.” —Boston Budget.
Scene. Night—Mrs. Jenkins—“Do get
up,Henry,and hold this child.” Jmkins
—“Not much ;we have just decided that
eight hours per night should constitute a
night’s work—that’s the kind of a union
naan I am.”— Bambler.
In a Paris cafe—A patron pays his
score. “Well, how about the waiter?”
asks the garcon who presents the bill.
“The waiter!” replies the customer in
astonisment; “why, I don’t icmember
having eating him I” —Paris Paper.
Professor—“Mr. 8., can you teU me
with what faculty we could most easily
dispense?” Student—“ Yes, sir.” Pro
fessor—“ Good! Now, speak up loud;
what is it?” Student (soberly)—“The
college faculty.” —Roxbury Advocate.
“Economy is wealth.” If the person
who invented the proverb will call at this
office any afternoon we will present him
with a goodly supply of economy for half
its face value in wealth. We have more
economy than we really need. —New
Haten Newt, -“fjp ■-$ -
Mamie—“Mamma, I had the funniest
dream Tast night. I actually dreamed
about Thomas,the new coachman.” Fond
Mother —“Henry, my love, I wish you
would discharge Thomas at once. He is
getting entirely too familiar. The idea
of his allowing Ma ine to dream about
him. Such an insult!” —The Rambler.
The other morning at the Tombs, be
fore one of our most courteous police
justices, a war of words waxed hot and
furious between two distinguished law
yers of that locality. “Sir,” said one, in
a vigorous aside, “you are a liar.” “Sir,”
responded the other, “you are a fool.”
“Gentlemen, gentlemen,” entreated the
courteous judge, “you will kindly address
your observations to the court. —New
York San.
No more the post times his lay
To sing of "gentle spring,”
For unpoetic people say
He’s overdone the thing.
But he is not put out a bit;
He revels still in ryhme,
And dress’s up his lines to fit
The goldtn summer time.
The winter, summer, autumn, sprl-g
To him are all alike,
Whenever he's inspired to sing
The lyre he's bound to strike.
—Boston Courier.
How to Disappoint a Balky Horse.
The Fitchburg (Mass.) Sentinel tells
how a Lcomiuster farmer c.ired his
horse of a balky freak by gentle means.
He drove him, attached to a rack
wagon, to the word lot for a small load
of wood. The animal would not pull
pound. lie did not beat him, but tied
him to a tree and “let him stand. ’ He
went to the lot at sunset, and asked him
to draw, but he would not straighten a
tug. “I made up my mind,” sad the
farmer, “when that horse went to the
b.ira, he would take that load of wood.
I went, to the barn, got blankets, and
covered the horse warm, and he stood
until morning. Then he refused to
draw. At noon I went down, and he
was probably hungry aud lonisome. He
drew that load of wood the first time I
asked him. I returned, got another load
before I fed him. I then rewarded him
with a good dinner, which he eagerly
devoured. I have drawn several loads
since. Once he refused to draw; but
soon ns ho saw me start for th: house, he
startid nfter me with the load. A horse
becomes lonesome ami discoutcutcd when
laft alone, as much so a< n person, and I
claim this method, if rightly used, is
better for both horso and man than to
boat the animal with a club."
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