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Newspaper Page TextPUBLISHED EVERY SATURDAY MORNING BY T.W.&T.L0I Editor*j,ndJW|l tor * : TERMS of SEBSORffTTON: Year,. - * ONE COPy f 7 sxr.sss.'o-^— Thr.tK»r C r.^^U»PP 1 y "here .uUcriptton J.IMl'cl sTRirTLV IN AnV<yCI1 - Jennie. BT AS OLD fUrilELOX. I non | l**ide the ruitic bar?, And uUtd twhile with Jennie, Who»e «l)ln' n » ee»P*ed the itan— The *iire»t irirl »f any; f>r ntill «om« daw each beaut; niara, And I nad n>urted man;. Or.y u*lr were sprinkled 'mid tuy locks, I'nuc’s strukes we cannot parry; M* life hwl reached its equinox, I dared*not longer tarry ; And age had giren me manT knocks— 1 felt that 1 must marry. Dear Jennie! she should be my wife, To her I'd grant this gladness; With tenderness her looks were rife, A touch therein of sadness ; I read the secret of her life— She loved mo nigh to raadnrs*. The moon came out with silvery glow, It was the time tor wooing; A MAP OF BUSY LIFE. No. 7.\ Athens, Georgia, Saturday, November IB, 1873. 5 OLD SERIES—Volume LH. I NEW SERIES—Volume II. dim aitottbduiog, *u4 bent *bov« her band, 1 know, For ber sweet fovor •ueiiv. .\ rosy flush swept o'er her face. Her cyei Here lit with »j*!eii<lor; i$bo paused just lor a moment'* space, Hut, oh ! her mien w.i* tender, And full of such a bashful gr.ue— l.knew she would surrender, llut, horrorthin was wlifit she said : You’re far too old to marry A R»ii like me! you’ve l*een misled; Indec* ci* in really sorry; but then I've promised, sir, towed Your youngest nephew, Harry. 1 stand no more beside the bars. And talk no more with Jennie, Whose shining eyes eclipsed the stars The fairest girl of any ; For still »ou)e flaw each beauty mars, i'vc courted far too many. Another Haunted House. Jokes for the Jolly. I want to be * Granger And with the Grangers »tand— A horny-fluted farmer, With * hay-stack In my hand. Beneath the tall tomato tree I'll awing the glittering hoe, Ana amlte the wild potato bug Ashe akima o’er the snow. I’ve bought myself a Durham ram And a gray alpaca cow, A lock-stitch osage orange hedge And patent leather plow. The bone of contention is said to be the jaw-bone. “ Spirit of the Georgia Press”—a glass of whiskey. Strike n boy in the eye with a ball and the bawl will come out at his mouth. It is now become a question as to whether a phrenologist xam tell what, m barrel contains by" examining "Its head. *" A Kansas lawyer was fined for pro fanity and contempt of court, the , , . . , , other day, for'quoting Latin to the| a , -1 ing a satchel, accosted A Ghastly Drive. Vincent Schaub, a young law yer of Cincinnati, a few days ago went on a fishing excursion. It is said he went reluctantly, and seemed to have a foreboding that something unpleasant if not dread ful would happen at' home during his absence. He had a wife and two children. Mrs. Lizzie Schaub had been a Cincinnati belle, and was still a beautiful woman of thirty. She had somehow imbibed a taste for wine and other strong drinks, which she sometimes could not govern within the hounds of moderation. It is said that ti weakness *'&ocasiorialiy* w eau trouble and unhappiness in the Schaub family. The other night at one o’clock The spiritualists must take great comfort in observing the frequency with which accounts of rcinarakblc spiritual manifesta tions, authenticated by the testi- tiniony of respectable witnesses, make their appearance in the press. In dull times, especially when there is little political ex citement and news is scarce, the rural newspapers fairly teem with stories of supernatural phenom ena, ascribed to spiritual inti li enees, many of which are of a character to make the llesli creep. One of the latest and most won derful of these stories comes from Kentucky, and is related at length in the Bowling Green JJemocrat. Some time ago an old man died at R i oscy, a village on Green river. I 'l'ing property to he divided among his relatives. He gave to his widow a life interest in his estate, which was to go after her death to a nephew. It appears that this nephew defrauded his aunt in cer tain business transactions, where upon she declared that she would live long enough to disappoint his expectations, and that in any event he should never enjoy her property after her death. The old lady was a very obstinate woman, and many of her rela tives, after hearing of her declar ation, predicted that she would Tv t<i bury the avaricious nephew. She did live until the expectant heir to the estate became an aged man, and then one day she died <'f old age, having previously given directions that her body - ■ .id be dressed for burial in a plain white dress, and that no flowers should bo used. The family complied with her last wishes, and everything was going on well, when during the solemn funeral ceremonies a young lady who lmd not * heard of her re quests, innocently placed a small bunch of flowers on her breast. This was scarcely done when the corpse began to move, and pres ently the old lady sat bolt upright in her coffin and threw the nose gay spitefully at the young lady, who ran screaming from the room frightened nearly out of her sen ses. After this exploit the old lady lay down again and quietly submitted to be buried. The neighbors all predicted that the nephew would have a hard time of it after he came in possession of the property he coveted so many years, and they proved to lie corect. When he moved into the house vacated by the mortal Isody of his aunt, he found that her ghost had got there be- W him, and there it stayed, f nilcring his life a burden to him, and driving his children to the of insanity. He stood it ,,,r a while, but the sights pre- >( ‘iit(‘<l, and the sounds he heard, proved too tlreadful to be cmlur- • :i 'id he finally decamped, lcav- n 'K V lP ghost iu undisputed pos- sesslon. * The judge. A Michigan farmer has written to Mr. Bergh to know iff dding fmor* in hog-pens swill be the fashiou this sum mer. A Western repprt of a railway co - lision is headed “They Met by Chance.” On some roads this is, indeed, the usual way. A new case of divorce—incompati bility of temperament of the wife’s relatives—is recognized by the Califcr- nia courts. Persons who are liable to lie sea-sick are recommended on the eve of a sea voyace, to take mucilage with their food to keep it down. An intelligent bolter in Bulington, Iowa, in erasing the name of Mrs. Hager, wrote u|ion his ballot: “ Doant want no witnmen in Mine.” a hackman and asked him to take her driving. She said she had but two dollars in her purse, but would pay him in full the next morning, when she expected to be in funds. She showed the hackmau that she had in her satchel a lot of spoons and other silver ware which she intended to pawn in order to raise money. The hackman agreed to take her, and she got into the carriage. He not only did this act of accommo dation for a woman whom lie had never seen before, but he soon found a nineteen year old youth whom he knew, put him on the box and go’t into the hack himself. Then a very singular and disas trous drive commenced. The Two fatigued travelers, having to! carriage stopped at several saloons travel ten miles further, contorted I in town and in the environs, and themselves by the calculi: ion that it i the party drank several times, was only five miles each. • i ’['he driver always drank with the A private in the army recently sent j others. The woman stayed in a letter to his sweetheart, dosing with | the carriage and took tile. About May Heaven cherish and keep you j f our o’clock in the morning the driver turned carriage, and horses, and passengers all over into Mill creek, down a steep embankment of tiftecn feet. TJie police in the vicinity heard a faint cry of ” watch !” ” murder !” and pres ently the hackmau who was play ing passenger came up out oi the creek and told what had happened. He was much the worse for ii<j tor. from yours truly John Sniitii The editor of a Kentucky paper wa- tlirown into a pon l bv a prize-fighter, and is said in have swallowed some water for the first time -iitce his hov- liood. A Georgia “ darker” was offered four dollars per dav to 1-ihnr, w’kvi lie exclaimed. “ Sir. d’ye s’po-e I’d wmk w on I’ve ai-f discovered a fresh conn trick?” A California pap a of kite date eon- < said there was a woman in his tains the following advertisement. :j hack who was dead, and he wanted “ Born— in Eureka. Au<ru * 17. to the j help to get his carriage and horses wife of p Mail-,in, a son—a 15-! out of a very 1 >td fix. Tiia police 1*’ U! " **’ _ |tu k c.large o; ini. anil went to A man in Duluth is so mean that j the scene Hi ,ns nth-go adven- he quarrels with his wife about the p.,1-; L .,i .. , i, . i dies of the paper she stuffs her lm el ’ - ”- *- Bridge.—The ° legend relates how a lerltun Gnmd I)„kc of Florence ’Ui t a bridge without expense to ie Nate. The Grand Duke is- r 1,c< a proclamation that every leggoi’ who would appear in the irnind plaza at a certain designated une should ho provided with a , * ew °f clothes free of cost. ‘ f appointed hour the beggars ‘• the city all «*asei»bl*4; where- P°U the officers caused each th. The idea of attacking n woman behind her hack. A watering-place correspondent writes “ that very few bathers bathe at the West End,” whereupon Mrs. Par tington says she had an idea that they bathed all over. A dry goods merchant, of Hartford, wa- asked how he spent his evenings. Hi* reply was, “at night I store my mind and during the day I mind my store.” He was alive at last accounts. Somebody in a Georgia court “ ap plauded,” whereupon the Judge, (we quote from the Griffin .Wits,) indig nantly remarked, “ Now, dry that up, I will let you know that this no camp meeting.” A lawyer hung out his shingle in Gownnus, L. I., for two years, and then left, as he had only one case in all that time, and that was inflamma tory rheumatism, and it nearly killed him. A your.g lady in Iowa recently whip ped out an incipient conflagration with hei stockings. She had heard of firemen’s “ hose ” in stopping fires, and is now satisfied that they are the proper things. Wc cannot be too careful how we plav with the English language. One <’qy this weekaa married lady of this cit v,while admiring the fall* from War- burton avenue bridge, remarked,“ Isn’t that dam nice?” An Oswego paper says; “ Seventy- one umbrellas were stolen from the Baptist church in Oswego, one rainy night last week.” This proves nothing save that Baptists object to being “ sprinkled,” a fact which all intelligent persons knew before. A little girl at school read thus : The widow lived n a small limhacv left her by a relative.” ‘i What di I voii call that word?” asked the teacher; * the word is legacy, not linibaev." •• But, Miw Johnson, mv sister says I must say limb, not leg.” Some wag at Fort Wayne mailed letters to a score of busines* men, t< fl ing them to look out for a man who would visit their houses that evening to see their wives, and twenty business men urprised their wive*, by coming home two hours ahead of time. Among American post-offices are the following: Ti Ti, To To, Why Not, Pipe Stem, Sony Man. Sal Soda, Shirk-shinny. Snow-shoes, Overalls, Daikout, Last Chance, Backbone, Marrow Bones, Sorrel Horse. Tally Ho nnd Tired Creek. to In, nose iu mud .mil water, and utterly uiiaoh'm extricate himself. He was finally pulled out, and could not stand when brought to bore. Drunk. There was four feet of water in the creek where the carriage was, and the box was about half tilled. The police at first could see no sign of a woman in it, but fishing they got hold of a dross. They could not raise the body. It was found that the wo man’s arm was caught under the carriage. She had doubtless put her arm out of the window when the vehicle was turned over. It was caught and she was thus held under water until drowned. The woman who met this terrible death was Mrs. Lizzie Schaub. It was altogether a most strange adven ture. The satchel and silverware were found in the carriage. Botli the hackman and driver arc under arrest.—<Sl. Louis Republican. Waiting for the Train Evening The Cause of Susan’s Tears. ,‘ 08ea ’ then compelled the beggars to strin thei r '' A ln tho old clothes thus collected enough money was found conceal ed to build a beautiful bridge ovei Br4r'“ m A lager I errhonse in Hudson couu t v, N. J was for erlv a church. The shrewd Teuton who keeps it was about to erase an inscription painted over the door, but on sewnd thought j tilled with the children; with the cmio qf jlj 0 pqJdie square to be he loft the last line untouched. j pleasure seeking and sorrow strick- olo«eU, and then ,s: "Dt hun nho a uhlrrt ^"1* B *■— " Waiting for the Evening Train.” The speaker was the oldest of the crowd of people moving restlessly about the depot, ilis form was bowed with the years of hard toil; his hair was white and his hand tremulous. There was that in his countenance and manner which always wins confidence and respect, and brings a pleasant tour dream of a substan tial farm house, a worthy family, and a life teaching of the princi ples of industry, integrity and honor. And the old man will not wait long, for the train is sweeping in on the down grade. The hours wear away. The sun is going, and the shadows are already thick ening over the track beyond. And there is but one change on the route—and by the deep river which rolls between this and the other shore. More than eighty years ago he received a through ticket over the straight and narrow way, whose terminus is the eternal city. Death is a mighty engine, and for thousands of years it has swept this down grade hourly with load ed trains. It stops at every sta tion. We arc all " Waiting for the Tram.” There are the morning and the noon trains; these are Susan and I sat side by side, and I couldn’t have talked if I had tricij. The light of the lamp was turned down quite low, and I felt, dear reader, exactly just so. Her little hand in mine did rest, and her waterfall laid on my breast. While my heart, beat fast, and I couldn’t stop it; and I was taking a pain in my left vest pocket 1 I chanced to look down in hepr gem-like eyes, and I saw big tears up in them rise; which made my heart heat taster and faster, and if she would have ifie I concluded to aslf. her. fnaiit**; -•-*> Wilst thou be my little wife,” said I*;” ”to make you happy I will try. Wilst bake me pancakes through this life, and never cut me with the carving knife ; Wilst get my dinner and bake my bread, and never throw forks and plates at my head? Wilst sew on my buttons and mj r shirt fronts stieh, all other things of a nature like sicli? I’ll not ask you to work, for you are not able, and I’ll buy a patent self-rocking cradle.” I kissed a tear from her rosy cheek, and Jerusalem jingo! but it tasted sweet! But still more tears came from her eyes, and from her breast came many sighs. "Wherefore those tears?” said I; " Susie, what makes you look so roozy and suoozy ? I’d give my life to make you happy, and have you first to call me pappy?” Susan’s eyes looked at her feet, and I'm lilowed if I didn’t just feel lead heat? I kissed those rosy lips once more, as I had done oft- times before, then I pressed her closer to my heart, and swore, by jingo 1 we’ll never part. But tears still flowed down her pretty face, and looked as though they were running a raee ; while sighs still came from out her breast, and she looked as if she couldn’t rest. " Speak, Susan,” said I, "speak once to me, and tell me what the matter can be. You have roused my inmost fears by shed ding those tremendous tears ; but 1 know, my darling, they’re shed for me, and I don’t see why this should bcu”. — Snooks,” said she, with a long, long sigh, and I was just afraid she was going to cry; ” those tears that I shed are not for thy sake, hut because I’ve got the stomach ache!” Then she arose and took a pill, and for all 1 know, she’s suffering still. Snooks, Jr. The Etiquette of Bowing.— The Home Journal thus discourses on the etiquette of bowing. The difference between a courteous and a familiar bow should be re membered by gentlemen who wish to make a favorable impression j A lady dislikes to receive from a man with whom she has but a slight acquaintance, a bow, accom panied by a broad smile, although lie was on the most familiar terms with her. It is tar better to err on the other side, and give one of those stiff, ungracious bows which some men indulge in. Those gen tlemen who smile with their eyes instead of their mouths give the most charming bows. As for men who bow charmingly at one time and with excessive hauture at another, according as they feel in a good or bad humor, they need never be surprised if the person thus speaking altogether. A man should always lift his hat to a lady. aTTRT tL. A Man-Woman. We know not the time when . . — »trip off their old ’‘Are you very fond of novels, Mr.! due, but with noiseless speed they clothes, and gave to each one, ac- Junes’” “ Very,” responded that | are coming. " AH aboard !” has a yOnling to promise, a new suit. interrogated gentleman, who wished ! startling thrill, and the gentle good tote thought by the lady questioner j night ^spoken not again, for no fond of literature. “.Have you, con-r ° 1 . ., ° tinued the lady, “ever «4d ‘Ten passenger returneth. Thousand a YearT “No, madam, I „ never read that number in afll my! Laura^ Keene, life.” /actress, is dead. The Miraculous Stocking.— If Rome is to be believed, the age of miracles is not over. The Pope is a little Lame, and he some times uses a crutch. The especial crutch that ho uses belonged to a young Frenchman whose crooked limb was a deformity and an an noyance the doctors failed to se- leive. A lady friend felt sure that if some cast-off garment of the Pope could he secured, relief would be obtained. 'The sufferer secured a stocking once sworn by the Holy Father. The young man put it on, and a cure was instantly effected. He visited*Romc with his father, to leave the crutch the Vatican as a trophy. In rela tion to the cure, the Pontiff said very naively: "Tis indeed a strange thing. I wore that stock ing two long years, and it never did me any good.” The Worst Place in* teii Would.—We have read of the worst woman, but Vallejo, in California, must certainly be the worst place in the world, if what the Recorder, published there, says of it be true. That paper says it harbors men who " have become so saturated with the oil of condensed damnation as to commit an act combining all the horrors of a century of crimes into one.” ^ How few housekeepers know that tho expressed juice of garlic - Singular Character In Northmnberland ■i< ■■ ■ , County,Pa. , ■ Tjj A correspondent of the Episco pal Register gives the following sketch of a remarkable woman he met in Northumberland coun ty : Some few miles from Sham- okin lives a character that those nlanly people, the 1 " women’s rights women,” should certainly known, as she is* decidedly the champion. The singular being Is 8o$e . seventy-two yWfirS 1 ” ‘of and is aitofifpiher-. ‘ Ijhe most . wojflpn f ever' niei with. nant-at-will, she mis occupied for mimj* years the farm she cul tivates with her own hands and the assistance of hired laborers. She owns about forty-two head of cattle, some of which I saw, and which are really line stock for that county. She lives alone in her log cabin, her only companions being two shepherd dogs and her chickens, many of the latter sleep ing under the same roof with her, she calling them her children, and training them up in the way they should go, so as to cause the least inconvenience to her in their hab its of life. She is utterly fearless, and with her dogs and gun, which she ran use with unerring aim, Lize Schuler is a character that few would care to trifle with. Im agine, if you can, a woman of medi um size, dressed in men’s clothes, with a soft hat, variously indented, upon her head, no coat, barefoot ed, and you have this champion of "womans right’s’ before you. Wrinkled though her face is by the storms and trials of many* years, the strength and activity of this man-woman of seventy-two is somewhat wonderful. Voluble is hardly the term suitable for the expression of her powers of talk, and few men, however disposed for such perfection, may boast themselves superior to her on the score of profanity. Much and varied has been my travel, and strange sights and objects have I seen and met with, hut the Her mit of Shamokin, with her super natural powers of tongue and limb, far surpasses anything of my pre vious experience. Neoi o Barbarism.—In some districts of North Carolina the negroes seem to he sinking into a barbarism as heathenish and de graded as that of their African an cestors. Near Brown Marslr, a station on the Carolina Central Railway, atiout forty miles from Wilmington, lives a colored woman named Tcna, who is wor shipped by the negroes of the neighborhood as if she were a deity. Her sanctuary is a rude log cabin, in which she sits in Tur kish fiishion, while her followers are prostrate on the floor. Occa sionally she steps on the worship pers in order "to mash out their sirs.” She indulges in very r ungod like language, and is much feared. Tena is an ordinary looking wo man, about fifty* years of age, and was fora e ly member of a Metho dist church in Wilmington. Like the god of the Assyrians, she is supplied with food by her adorers. Santa An*n*a.—A late Vera Cruz paper states that Santa Anna is living in great misery, having sunk from poverty to complete destitution. It then proceeds to say that the veteran soldier did great evil to his country when it was in his power to do great good; hut that it should not be forgot ten that he was one of the heroes of Mexican independence : that I he was the first to proclaim the republic in Vera Cruz, and that be confirmed the freedom of Mexi co by defeating Barradas in Taini- co. * Premising that the Mexican people have pardoned many worse men, the Vera Cruz journal argues that they should terminate the sentence of expatriation which has been in force for eighteen years, and permit the octogenarian to seek a tranquil tomb in his native land. I An Obituary Editor. ' r. ■; . ■ Life Insurance Man. The St. Louis Republican has an applicant for the position of obituary editor. His letter ask ing for the situation gives a sample of his abilities. He says: Our parents were wealthy but honest, and of course we are now poor; but wc can live on a ’ very little, because Mary Ann and* I have made ourselves Into a grange and buy at wholesale prices. May be you have a full eofjbs to do yqur funny writing, so if you will engage} me I in the obituary line*.wtjT.jsuif and I have been i ly*. Great-grandmother Peck died last week, aged CXIX. She died once before, when she was ninety- six, but just after she was laid out she seemed to remember some how that she had forgotten to finish footing a stocking for her youngest boy. who was only seven ty-four years of age, so she came to again ; and as winter was coming on, and so much knitting to he done, she concluded to keep on for twenty years or so. The doc tors thinks if she ain’t disturbed she is gone for good this time. Me and Mary Ann sat up with her to the last, and she was cheeked off into the full fruition of all her faculties. I could’t help moraliz ing as I sat by her bedside how lean a person can get and yet con sume so much gruel, she heat any thing all hollow that I ever saw. Poor old soul, she was so lean that the musquitos had ceased to be a burden; they used to light on her and hammer on her skull with their bills till the room sounded like a telegraph office, then they would scratch their heads with their hind legs and sail out of the window, worn out. She seemed to gain a little flesh after we came here from Chicago, and got new spirits; blit somebody* told her that her name was accidentally left out of Edwards’ directory and she fell oil' again. She hadn't walked any to speak of for the last twenty-two years, and it used to console her to think how much she had saved on shoes. When I look at the old calico cushion with its faded roses that she sat embowered in since she was 104, I heave a sigh at the transitoriness of all subluuarian comfort. Her eyes got so weak that she wore seven pair of glasses for a spell, but they* warnt strong enough for her to get the sense out of her Scriptures, so we had a pair of opera glasses mounted so that she could wear them on her nose. She sat up the heftiest part of the day before she snuffed out, and told me many things confidentially. She remembered distinctly* when Gcn’l Washington got the check cashed that Oakes Ames gave him for signing the Pacific railroad bill— RATES OF l ADVERTISING t *ojt—. ■ ’'X ■ -1 i 1 Square (one inch) Slat insertion $ 1 oO Each subsequent insertion «... ?.*, .Square, r- H Column 1 “ iu 00 ^ * •><.„msc«Aw,JImswhsmsMuh 15 UO at “ 3 " (X) g •" w » nr:32r.zczzr*S K “ i || jo oo m •* 5 *• «oo ?a *’ 0 ... .75 00 q I! ’I ” —... ioo oo * " * “ —"L~ioo oo U “ — .._1.V) oo would ever date to come. I got on a mule, and paid , a guide to Never, neve* has that fearful | lead me to the summit of Popoca creature, the life-insurance man, tapeti. We arrived at the foot been more thoroughly hit off than j of the mountain at noon.' Wo by a Philadelphia newspaper gen-1 toiled upward for about four hours. tleman,who,in the following heart-! Just before reaching the top f rending maimer, describes what j heard the sound of voices, and nearly every* healthy Aiiicriean upon rounding a point who should citizen citizen has had the misfor- I see but Benjamin P. Gunn, seated on th,e very* edge of the crater, explaining the endowment time to experience: “His name was Benjamin i\ lift nnU\A ’ nu,.,a*.rl 4- „ * ill Cyrus Field and Hendrick Hudson brung the Atlantic cable over in the May Flower. What is home with out a great-grand-mothcr. sand feet below with a heavy thud. As he hit the bottom I lpeard a voice screaming out something about ” lion-lbrfeitiire but there was a sudden convulsion of the Gunhl m; citihc around to ihj* j P 1 * 11 *hd 'sttpcfylhg office ffourteen thhes in one morn- j , a Wfirtality table, whHe iog to see if heeq^d hot jicraiyidcj i the doc **»:’had/ the ‘other guide a me ta take .out a. life-insnmncA ! “s? yards,off, examining him to me to, take out a, life-insiiraiicq I --*■v.-aurarse^ r_-r policyun hisoqjpipanv. - me '*iartlie streets( ^ said.OkJW*' church, in mv own house, and mt *‘ weanse how eoh’fcr bore me about* that policy. If i j over that business about the policy went to the opera, Gunii would - w,tho,,t fear of interruption. In buy the seat next to mo, and sit P’ l ™xysm of rage I pushed him there the whole evening, talking ^ ,c crater; and he fell a thous- aliout sudden death and the ad vantages of the ten-year plan. If I got into a street-car. Gunn would come rushing in at the next corner, and begin to explain how I could beat his company out of a fortune. : W»ount*in, a cloud of ashes, and 1 If I sat down to dinner in a res- 1 hcard no more. • I was confident tnurant, up would come Gunn, \ ll was 5 that I had no right and, seizing the chair next to me, \ to murJer (i ' mn m that manner; he would toll a cheering anecdote ; l,ut 1,0 f<,rm * nu> to do it in self- about a man who insured in his defence 5 I hope his awful fate company for fifty thousand dollars ! W,H 1>e :l "'arning to other insur- only last week* and was lmried : an ™ a .? ents wll() remain amongst yesterday*. If I attended the fune- ,,s * . t nil of a departed friend, and wept j . as they threw the earth upon his j Growing Old in One Night, coffin, I would hear a whisper. I t., , 7~ 0 , T ,, and turning around, there would ! ™ c , s , ex £ n of , St .’ Jo8e P hg be the indomitable Benjamin P . : ( »thed«l, Vienna, being a man Gunn, bursting to sav: “ Poor I ° f ^traord.nary nerve and bold- Smith! knew him well. Insured i ^ M ’: wa8 “^/tomed to stand on for ten thousand in our company. | thc P" ,,,aclc of thc to . wcr when T Widow left in good circumstances. cv ? r l . u emperor made a grand Let me take your name. Shall I?” I ont £’ to th ° CI ?’’ and , | as the pageant passed. When, •it . , me « everywhere; i however, Leopold, who had just until I got so sick ot Gunn s per- chosen emperor at Frankfort, was seditions that I left town suddenly a h out to enter the city, the loyal one evening, and hid myself m a sex ton, still anxious to be true to secluded country* village, hoping the ()ld 0U s t om, hut finding that to get rid ot him. j years had told against his nerve, “At the end of two weeks I | declared that anv one who would returned, reaching home at one in take his place successfully*, should the morning. I had hardly* got j w j n his daughter. Gabriel Pcter- into bed before there was a ring at sh eim, who was disliked by the the door-bell. I looked out, and scx ton, but loved his daughter, at there wns Gunn, with pother. (HK .e accepted the offer, to the person. He asked if Max Adder t l| S g Us t of the soxten, who then was at home. I said I was the | arranged with two villains to close man. Mr. Gnun then observed ! the trap-door of the upper stair- tliat he expected my return, and . W ay*, while Gabriel was above, thought he would call around thinking that its the emperor was about that insurance policy*. lie said he had the doctor with him, and if I would come down ho would take my name, and have me examined immediately. I wa* too indignant to reply. I shut the window with a slam, and went to bed again. After breakfast in the morning I opened the door, and there was Gunn sitting on the steps, with his doctor, waiting for me I He had been there all night. As I came out, they seized me and tried to yndress me there on thc pavement in order to examine and she was quite a big girl when m ?:. 1 . ret / l eatcd ’ « nd ^ kcd W' 1 — - - — - self up in the garret, with orders to admit nobody to thc house until I came down stairs. But Gunn was not to he baffled. He rented How.—The man who answer ed an advertisement to the follow ing effect, says his curiosity is sat isfied : - 7 If you would learn how to make home happy, send a postage stamp and twenty-five cents to P. O. Box No.—, Cincinnati.” He did send tho necessary* cash, and soon received the answer: " If y*ou are as big a fool as wc think you must be for giving us your money, yon can make home happy by leaving it and going West by yourself.” the celebrated Ouphan*8 at Memphis.—A late Memphis dispatch says it is the Athenians estimated that there arc now be- ' tween seven hundred and a thou sand poor children left orphans and homeless by the ravages of the disease, and much anxiety* is felt for them. -The orphan usy*- The Max-Dog.—"We had in our hands y*estcrday,” says the France, "a very* curious photo graph, being the portrait of a Russian who has just arrived in Paris, brought by the director of a theatre at St. Petersburg. His head is that of a Scotch terrier, with a regular snout, long silk hair, and pendant ears. As to the rest of thc body*, it is that of an ordinary* man. Thc voice is per fectly* human; he converses well and is not devoid of intelligence. The monster is married and has a child, which he has brought with him, afflicted with the same defor mity ; though in. a rather less marked manner. The face is more natural, the hair is scanty, and the ears are shorter than those of the father. Those two phe nomena were discovered in the environs of Nijni-Novgorod.” Panic.—Herodotus tells us that when Darius, with his vast army, were threatening Attica, the Athenians sent a messenger into Sparta to beg help. The God Pan met the herald on Ills, way, spoke to him, and desired him to return and inform the Athenians that he had often rendered them assistance, and would again do so, provided they returned him suita ble worship. The Athenians then consecrated a cave under the Acropolis to him, and paid him due adoration. At thc battle of Marathon the Persian soldiers were seized with a sudden fright, without any visible cause, and thousands fled from the field. Hence all such sudden frights come to be called " panic” from the name of the God who helped is an everlasting cement for broken j lurns are already crowded, and china, glassware and the like, leav- J the relief commissioners are doing John Taylor Grant, after serv ing in Auburn five years as a for ger, has been found to be innocent of the crime and discharged. A New York editor says sugar . i __, r j ( o has gone up so high as to induce ing no mark of fracture if neatly j all in their power to provide for I a slight increase in tho price of. and find some wild spot, in some dong,' ' * them. 'sand. I elevated resrion. where no Gunn the house next door, and stationed himself in thc garret adjoining mine. When he got fixed he spent his time pounding on the partition, and crying, "Hallo, Adder! Adder, I say! How about that policy? Want to take her out now?” And then he would tell me some, anecdotes about men who were cut off imme diately after paying the first premium. But I paid no attention to him, and made no-noise. Then he was silent for awhile. " Suddenly*, one morning, the trap-door of my garret was wrenched otf; and, upon looking up, I saw Gunn, with the doctor, and a crow-bar, and a lot of death- rates, coming down the ladder at me. I fled from the house to the Presbyterian church close by, and paid the sexton twenty dollars to let me climb up to the point of the steeple, and sit astride of the ball. I promised him twenty more if he would exclude every body* from that steeple for a week. Once safely on the ball, three hundred feet from the earth, 1 made myself comfortable with the thought that I had Gunn at a dis advantage, and I determined to heat him finally if I had to stay there a month. About an hour afterward, while I was looking at thc superb view to the west, I heard a rustling on the other side of the steeple. I looked around and there was Benjamin P. Gunn creeping up the side of that spire in a balloon, in which was the doc tor, with the tabular estimates of i the losses of his company from the Tontine system. As soon as Gunn reached the ball he threw his grappling-iron into the shingles of the steeple, and asked me at what age my father died, and any of my aunts had consumption or liver complaint. Without replying, I slid down the stee ple to the ground, and bounced the first train for the Mississippi Valley. "In two weekq I was in Mexico. I determined to go to the interior, to enter toward evening, no one need be the wiser, nnd the lad would certainly fall before morn ing. Thc two accomplices did their foul work ; and their intend ed victim, finding his way* down again barred, was confronted with the alternative of -clinging to -the spire through a cold, wildly night, with his feet resting on a sur^ico hardly ten inches in circumference, or of precipiating himself to tho pavement at once, and thus end ing thc matter. Gabriel was a youth of firm will and hardy con stitution ; he clungto the cold col- till morning. But the story goes that his rescuers were amazed to observe that his curling locks were white as show; his wonted rosey* cheeks were yellow and wrinkled ; and his eyes, before so bright, were now sunken and dim. One night of horror had placed him forty years nearer his grave. A Touching Devotion.—The world is full of touching incidents. How little do wc know of the poignant sorrow myriads of oili- fellow creatures are compelled, to suffer. The following touching incident is from thc Boston Jour nal: "An expressman, upon reach ing his office one very cold, rainy* morning, observed down the side walk a long heavy box, which*his practised eye at once identified as containing a corpse. Under the end of the box shivering with cold sat a half-clad boy about seven or eight years of age. Addressing him kindly, he said: "My lad, don’t sit there, you will freeze; come in and sit by the stove.” Bursting into tears, the little fel low replied : "No, I can’t come ; my mother is in this box,, aud 1 promised her I would not leave tier until we got home.” Deeply affected with the touching devo tion of this brave little fellow, he finally succeeded in convincing him of the entire safety of his pre cious charge; and taking him to restaurant, gave him a warm breakfast, and then learned 'the particulars of his story. His fath er died about a year previously, iu a remote village in Minnesota, leaving his mother in poor health and nearly destitute. £jhe died but a few days before .the bpy’s journey, charging the little hero with the duty of conveying ‘ her remains to her frichds in* ai distant State, and furnishing him ’with a sum of money (all she had! bare ly* sufficient to carry them both by freight cars to their destination. The-little fellow had actually rid den night and day in a freight car withehis melancholy tryst—^qeypr, for a monaent, losing sight of it.” . - • < > . A Kingston (N. C.). horse' lived to be 3tv, years, 5 months and 12 days old.