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VOLUME 4
BAINBRIDGE. GEORGIA,
TIMELY TOPICS.
Among the smuggling devices de-
at New York is the illicit impor
tation of ribbons hid in watoh-cases—
SCO worth in each case. Other articles
ha-e been smuggled in through Con
sular official mail-bags.
The drinking water furnished the in
habitants <n Washington must be a sort
of cannibal soup, thirty-one bodies of
infantile humanity having been fonnd
in cleaning ont the sediment of the res
ervoir iaat week.
Tiie government is going to send two
entomologists to the west to study the
grasshopper and his habits, with a view
to exterminating him. The people of
Minnesota seem to be mastering the
(H'st with clubs and other weapons,
without the aid of high science.
A hundred snd twenty Englishmen
pro|K>se to visit this country to shoot
buffaloes. How would they like to
have fifty Bionx and a score or two of
Utes encamp in their parks, and kill
deer and rabbits and such things? Buf
faloes are growing scarce, and tha wan
ton shooting of them should be prohib
ited by law. The shooting of elephants
merely for the fun of thet.hingis almost
ns inhuman as the murder of men.
Recent statistics, compiled by the
best authorities in Germany, shows
that Paraguay has actually decreased
in population nearly half a million. So
much for the infernal war waged by
Brazil and the Argentines on Lopez.
The Paraguayans were declared by all
authorities to be the most enterprising
and moral people in South Amerioa.
They are now nearly obliterated from
the earth.
The department of agriculture in its
cotton report for Jime states: The
threatened reduction in area has not
taken plnce uor lias the redneed area of
last year been much enlarged. The
comparison with last year is ns follows :
North Carolina, 102; South Carolina,
J06; Georgia, 9G; Florida, 99; Ala
bama, 104; Mississippi, 102; Louisi
ana, 191 ; Texas, 108; Arkansas, 101 ;
r ; iu.««ee, 92. The report, rjtf the con
dition is the most favorable in the" past
live seasons with the exception of that
of 1872.
The whales have had a comparatively
easy time since petroleum was discov
ered, but it seems that they are now
going to suffer again since whale oil is
coming in demand, for some cause or
other, and the New Bedford whaling
people are fitting out a large fleet for a
regular old fashioned whaling cruise.
For years the business has been as dead
as it well could be, but the old New
Bedford wharves are now said to be
alive with bnsy preparation. One hun
dred and eleven ships will soon be
started out.
Now comes a Frenchman who defies
drought and proposes to make farmers
free oml independent of the clouds.
His name is Paraf, and the Monsieur
ami his plan depends cu the fact that
chloride of calcium absorbs moisture
from the air. By mixing it with the
most unpromising soils, he has ascer
tained that a judicious proportion of
the familiar compound will more ef
fectually irrigate waste lands than any
present system of canals or wells. His
preparation retains moisture for three
days, where water application as now
practiced would evaporate in one.
The completion of the new Atlantic
cable has led to the recapitulation of
telegraphic and cable statistics of some
interest, as pre enting the rapid pro
gress made in the application of the
cable as a means of communication be
tween commercial countries. By these
statements it appears that, aside from
the cables between Europe and the
United States, which are now five in
number, of an aggregrate length of
'■',926 miles, there have been twenty-
nine laid bet veen other countries since
18(17 of a total length of about 26,661
miles. This gives a grand total of
nearly 38,000 miles.
381. The order at present has $89,000
invested in government bonds, and
$19,000 in cash on deposit at the finan
cial agency in New Torn.
Georgia is very fast returning to
that prosperous condition of ante-hel
ium times which gave her the enviable
t'tle of the Empire State of the south.
Laborers, both white and black, are
"orking with a will, and a very large
1 ortion of the males of the latter race
make as reliable and trusty laborers
"a the farms as they did when slaves.
It<*r crop prospects are magnificent.
Ilu-ie Las been but little corn aud
!Kcon f0 ld to her farmers this year, and
h-n;ick demand from the south gen-
•Ta'ly is oue cause of the failure of the
u ‘ls of tin- west to make a successful
corner in bacon and corn.— Union and
American.
Kentucky stands No. 5 as regards the
number of Gianges, having 1,550. In-
'Lana heads the list, with 2,027 granges;
Missoni i has 2,026 ; Iowa, 2,004 ; HU
1 °* B » 1,584 The total number of
ffranee* in the Hnited States is 23,560.
h" official aggregate membership is
.500,000. The official history of the
der, just published by the secretary,
^tows that the total receipts from 1868
,1871. inclusive, were leas than $5,000,
■ n * e ‘he receipts laat year were $216,-
An immense falling off in exportation
of commodities grown, produced and
manufactured in the United States is
exhibited by government statistics.
During the first ten months of the cur
rent fiiscal year there was a falling off in
valne of exports of breadstnffs alone
amounting to $31,000,000, as compared
with iujifCkports of. those commodities
during the corresponding period in 1874,
when they amounted to $125,000,000.
Exports of wheat and Indian corn de
creased $12,000,000. The total exports
of cotton this year amounted to $167,-
000,000 worth, or $25,000,000 less than
last year; in other words, the exports of
cotton decreased more than 131,000,000
pounds this year.
Concerning the probable effect of
the English failures on the cotton mar
ket, the New York Bulletin sayB : “ This
bieak down in English credit argues an
unsound state of trade in that country,
which can be remedied only at the ex
pense of an inevitable collapse of gen
eral business, resulting in the return to
a generally lower scale of values ; and
with such a break the great cotton trade
of Lancashire must sympathize very
direotly. This is a matter which, to our
view, bears more influentially on the
future of cotton than even the consid
erations of supply; for Esgland is
clearly destined to experience an imme
diate reaction from a variety of influ
ences that have sustained an inflation
of prices in the face of movements
which have naturally called for lower
values not only in ootten, but in most
other raw materials.”
Cod. Long, the ex confederate officer
attached to Col. Gordon’s Central Afri
can expedition^ >vho not long since dis
covered a third great lake at the bead-
quarters of the Nile, has reached Egypt
on his return from a journey to the
country of the pigmies, discovered by
Schweinfurth. His journey has been a
successful one, and he has made discov
eries of very great interest to geogra
phers and ethnologists. As his term of
service has expired, and he proposes to
return home, a new volume of African
exploration inferior in interest and im
portance, to no recent work of the kind,
may be anticipated. The biavery and
enterprise displayed by Col. Long re
flect credit on the American name, aud
have already been rewarded by the offi
cial commendation of Col. Gordon and
the presentation by the sultan of a badge
of the Turkish order of merit.
We seem to be on the eve of another
grand era of inventions such as marked
the beginning of this century, annihi
lating time and space. Steam is to be
superseded by Keely’s cold water the
London Times is arranging to print
newspapers by electricity in a dozen
provincial towns simultaneonsly, and
now phonography or the art of short
hand writing is to be rendered supur-
riuous at one fell stroke. According
to the Revue Industrielle, of Paris, M.
Huppinger has invented a machine for
writing spoken words. The instru
ment is described as being about the
size of a man’s hand, and operates by
being placed in connection with the
vocal organs, the little machine re
cording their movements upon a band
of paper in dots and dashes similar to
the telegraphic alphabet. Hereafter
the reporter, instead of straining his
ears and fingers in the desperate ef
forts to keep np with a rapid speaker,
will merely attach ene of these instru
ments to his own lips and repeat the
words of his orator inwardly. The
lip language ” thus produoed on the
scroll by the movements of the organs
of speech, can be written out after
wards at leisure, and with great ac
curacy.than in ordinary phonographic
characters.
That New Motor.
The new motor, not only as a fact,
but. as a useful and enormous addition
to the sum-total of bnman happiness, is,
it is claimed, almost within the limits
of realization. It is confidently pre
dicted that, within thirty days, a train
of Pullman cars will be drawn from
Philadelphia to New York without
steam, electricity, hot air, or any other
motive power. This, indeed, is a sub
stantial promise, the basis of whioh can
easily and soon be examined. The new
motor, as we took occasion to explain
some weeks ago, was invented, or dis
covered, by John W. Keeley. Since
onr first statement some new develop
ments have been made. The whole
matter, it appears, is in the bands of a
stock company composed chiefly of
Philadelphia and New York capitalists,
who Lave paid in $250,060. and hold
stock to a nominal value of $1,000,000.
They are perfectly sanguine of the sue-
cess of the enterprise, bn ere not them
selves in possession of Keeley’s secret
There is reason to fear therefore, that
possibly the ingenious Keeley may not
be a public benefactor after all; and
tfcat the wonderful pressure of 2,000 to
15,000 pounds which has been attained
through a machine 36 inches high, 24
long, and 13 wide, will disappear alto
gether when u u ed in an engine of any
large size.—Chicago Tribune,
The London Builder suggests that
in order to prevent the wall of hospitals
from absorbing the miasma of disease
and in time becoming saturated with
tne foulness, they ought to be lined
with thiok glass, the edges of the plate
being oemented.
w» tasted,
And our heads were almost splitting with the
the cannons’ deafening thrill,
When a figure tall and stately round the ram
part strode sedate'y;
It was Pre 1 -cot, one since told me; he com
manded on the hill.
Every woman’s heart grew bigger when we
saw his manly figure,
With the banyan buckled round it, standing
up so straight and tall;
Like a gentleman of leisure who is strolling
ont for pleasure,
Through the storm of shells and canuon shot
He walked around the wall.
At eleven the streets were swarming, for the
red-coats’ ranks were forming;
At noon in marching order they were moving
to the piers;
How the bayonets gleamed and glistened, as
we looked far down and listened
To the trampling and the dram beat of the
belted grenadiers.
At leDgth the men have started, with a cheer
(it seemed faint-hearted).
In their scarlet regimentals, with their knap
sacks on their backs,
And tbs reddening, rippling water; e» efier
sea-fights slaughter,
Ronnd the barges gliding onward blnehed like
blood along their tracks.
So they crossed to the other border, and again
they formed in order;
And the boats came back for soldiers, came
for soldiers, soldiers still;
The time seemed everlasting to ns women
faint and fasting
At last they're moving, inarching, marching
proudly np the hill.
We can see the bright steel glancing all along
the lines advancing—
Now the front rank fires a volley—they have
thrown away their shot;
For behind their earthwork lying, al the balls
above them flying,
Our people need not hurry; so they wait and
answer not.
Then the corporal, our old cripple (he would
swear sometimes and tipple)—
jje had heard the bullets whistle (in the old
French war) before—
Calls out in words of jeeiing. just ss if they
all were hearing—
And his wooden leg thnmps fiercely on the
dusty belfry floor:—
“Oh! fire away, ye villains, and earn King
George’s shillin’s.
But ye’ll waste a ton of powder before a “rebel'
falls ;
Yon may bang the dirt and welcome, they’re
as'safe as Dan’I Malcolm
Ten foot beneath the gravestone that you’ve
splintered with your balls!"
In the hash of expectation, in the awe and
trepidation
Of the dread approaching moment, we are
well nigh breathless all:
Though the rotten bars are falling on the
ricketv belfry railing.
We are crowding np against them like the
waves against a wall.
Jnst a glimpse (the air is clearer): they are
nearer—nearer—nearer.
When a flash—a curling smoke-wreath—then
a crash—the steeple shake—
The deadly truce is ended; the tempest's
shroud is rended;
Like a morning mist it gathered, like s thun
der-cloud it breaks!. '
Oh the sight our eyes discover as the blue-.
black smoke blows over!
The red-coats stretched in windows as a
mower rakes his hay: :
Here a scarlet heap is lying, there a head
long crowd is flying
Like a billow that bas broken and shivered
into spray.
Then we cried, “The troops are rooted!
They are beat—it can’t be doubted!
God be thanked, the fight is over!”—Ah! the
grim old soldier’s smile!
“Tell us, tell ns why yon look so ?” (we could
bardlv speak, we shook so)
“Are thev beaten? Are they beaten? Are
they beaten “ Wait a while.”
Oh the trembling and the terror! for too soon
we saw our error:
They are baffled, not defeated; we have driven
them back in vain ;
And the columns that were scattered, round
colors that were tattered.
Toward the sullen, silent fortress turn their
belted breasts again.
All st once, sa ws are gating, lo the roofs of
diaries town blaring!
RSDAY, JULY 1, 1875.
NUMBER 38.
village in an
GRANDMOTHER* STORY OF BUNKER HILL
BATTLE.
As She Saw It (m the Bettrjr.
BT O LIVES WENDELL HOUCKS.
Us like stirring living ambers, when, at
eighty, one remembers
All the aching* and the quaking* of the “times
that tried men’s souls
When I talk of Whig and Tory, when I tell the
Rebel story
To you the words are ashes, bat to me they’re
burning ooals.
I had heard the muskets' rattle of the April
running battle;
Lord Percy's hunted soldiers, I can see their
red costs still;
But a deadly chill comes o’er me, as the day
looms up before me,
When a thousand men lay bleeding on the
slopes of Bunker HQL
'Twas a peaceful summer’s morning, when the
first thing gave us warning
Was the booming of the cannon from the river
arid the shore;
“Child.” says grandma, “what’s the matter;
What i-j all this noise and chatter ?
Have those soalpiDg Indian devils come to
murder us once more ?”
Poor old soul! My sides were shaking in the
midst of all my quaking,
To hear her talk of Indians when the guns
began to roar;
She had seen the burning village, and the
slaughter and the pillage,
When the Mohawks killed her father with
their bullets through the door.
Then I said, “Now, dear old granny, don’t
yon fret and worry any.
For ril soon come back and tell you whether
this is work or play;
There can't be mischief in it, so I won’t be
gone a minute”—
For a minute then I started. I was gone the
live-long day.
No time for bodice-lacing or for looking-glass
grimacing;
Down my hair went as I hurried, tumbling
half-way to my heels;
God forbid your ever knowing, when there’s
blood aronnd her flowing.
How the lonely, helpless daughter 'of a quiet
household feels!
In the streot 1 heard a thumping; and I knew
it was the stumping
Of the corporal, our old neighbor, on that
wooden leg he wore,
With a knot of women round him—it was
lucky I had found him,
8o I followed with the others, and the corporal
marched before.
They were making for the steeple—the old
soldier and his people ;
The pigeons circled round us as we climbed
the creaking stair.
Just across the narrow river—oh, so close it
made me shiver!
Stood a fortress on the hill-top that but yes
terday was bare.
Not slow onr eyes to find it; well we knew who
stood behind it,
Though the earth-work hid them from us, and
the stubborn walls were dumb ;
Here were sister, wife and mother, looking
Wild upon each other,
And their lips were white with terror as they
said; The hour has come 1”
The morning slowly wasted, Hit » ^otael flfaa ReaiG-ttmmgti all ty flurry, “ Send for
They have fired the hi
hour it will be down !
The Lord in heaven confound them, rain his
fire and brimstone round them.
Hie robbing, murdering red-coats, that would
burn a peaceful town!
They are marching, stern and solemn; we
can see each massive column
As they near the naked eartif-iAound with the
the slanting walls so steep.
Have our soldiers got faint-hearted, and in
noiseless haste departed ?
Are they panic-struck and helpless? Are
they palsied or asleep ^
Now! the walls they re almost under! scarce
a rod the foes asunder!
Not a firelock flashed against them! up the
earthwork they will sarwm!
But the words have scarce ^Al i spoken, when
the ominous calm is bilked,
And a bellowing crash has emptied all the
vengeance of the storm!
So again, with murderous slaughter, pelted
backwards to the water.
Fly Pigot’s running heroes, and the frightened
braves of Howe;
And we shout, “At last they’re done for, it’s
their barges they have run for;
They are beaten, beaten, beaten; and the
battle's over now'”
And we looked, poor timid creatures, on the
rough old soldier’s features.
Our lips afraid to question, but he knew what
we would ask:
“Not sure,” he said: “keep quiet—once
more, I guess, they’ll try it—
Here’s damnation to the cut-throats!”—then
he handed me his flask.
Saying, “Gal! von’re looking shaky; have
a drop of old Jamaiky;
I’m afeared there'll be more trouble afore the
job is done:”
So I took one scorching swallow; dreadfol
faint I felt and hollow,
Standing there from early morning when the
firing was begun.
All through those hours of trial I had watched
a calm clock dial,
As the hands kept creeping, creeping-they
were creeping round to four.
When the old man said, “They’re forming
with their bagonets tied for storming:
It’s the death-grip that’s a-coming—they will
try the works once more!”
With brazen trnmpet blaring, the flames be
hind them glaring,
The deadly wall before them, in dose array
they come;
Still onward, upward toiling, like a dragon’s
fold uncoiling—
Like the rattlesnake's Bhrill warning the re
verberating drum'
Over heaps all torn and gory—shall I tell the
fearful story,
How they surged above the breastwork, as a
sea breaks o’er a deck;
How driven, yet scarce defeated, our womout
men retreated,
With their powder-horns all emptied, like the
swimmers from a wreck ?
It has all been told and painted; as for me,
they say I fainted,
And the wooden-legged old corporal stumped
with me down the stair.
And when I woke from dreams affrighted the
__gvening lamps were lighted—
On the floor a youth was lying; his bleeding
breast was narcl .. •
Warren 1 hnrty! hurry!
Tell him here’s a soldier bleeding, and he’ll
come and dress his wound!’’
Ah, we knew not till the morrow told its taJe
of death and sorrow,
How the starlight fonnd him stiffened on the
dark and bloody ground.
Who the youth was, what his name was,
where the place from wnich he came
was,
Who had brought him from the battle, and
had left him at our door,
He could not speak to tell us; but ’twas one
of our brave fellows,
As the homespun plainly showed us which the
dying soldier wore.
For they all thought he was dying, as they
gathered round him crying—
And they said, “ Oh how they’ll miss him! ”
and, “What will his mother do?”
Then, his eyelids just unclosing, like a child’s
(hat has been dozing.
He faintly murmured. “Mother!" and—I saw
his eyes were blue. _ -
—“Why, grandma, how yn’re winking!”—
Ah, my child, it **ts me thinking
Of asto^not like this one. Well, he some
how lived along;
So we came to know each other, and I nursed
him like a—mother.
Till at la6t he stood before me, tall and rosy-
cheeked, and strong,
And we sometimes walked together in the
pleasant summer weather;
— ‘ Please to tell ns what his name was ?”—
Just your own my little dear—
There’s his picture Copley painted; we be
came so well acquainted,
That—in short, that’s why I’m grandma, and
yon children all are here!
—Bunker Hill Memorial.
The Mexican Border.
Wholesale and Barefaced Robbery-
Twelve Raider* Killed by Texan
Troops In a Battle above Brownsville.
A Brownsville dispatch of the 12th,
says Gan. St* ele and Maj. Dwyer left
yesterday for Rio Grande City. Capt.
McNeely and part of his company are
below watching for raiders now on this
si e. The Mexicans report the crossing
of fifty beeves below here Wednesday.
Sergeant Hall went to Bagdad to see
the beeves Gen. Cortina » shipping to
Cuba. Many of them have American
broods. A large pile of hides w th
American brands await shipment. The
man assisting to ship them says the
beeves were stolen from Texas. About
100,000 pounds of dried b ef are ready
for shipment, undoubtedly American,
as the Mexicans do not raise enongh
beef to supply their own market. Hall
was closely watched, and succeeded in
taking only about twenty brands. Sun
day morning Gen. Cortina left Bagdad
with eeventy-five men. Above here the
cattle stealing is terrible. Oxen are
driven off almost daily. It is reported
Gen. Cortina's resignation has been
accepted. The supreme government
has determined to remove him from the
frontier. Cortina don’t intend to go.
It is reported Gen. Steele gave orders
for rangers not to cross the Rio Grande
on account of the exasperated feelings
of the Mexicans and the danger that
they wonld lay waste the country be
tween Nencee and the Rio Grande
before a force could be sent there to
protect them. The war feeling is strong
on the Mexican side.
Capt. McNeelv, of the state troops,
with a few of his men, pnrsned and
after a forced march of twenty-five
miles overtook a band of twelve cattle
thieves about twelve miles above thia
place. They showed fight, and in the
engagement which ensned the whole
band of raiders were killed. McNeely
lost one man killed, Berry Smith, two
horses killed and. one wounded. He
recaptured 250 head of stolen cattle,
THE HORSE.
Useful Information Concerning Mode*
of Taming and Training Him
From the 8t. Louis Globe.
A few words, then, concerning George
Bartholomew, the
MAN OF “KINDNESS AND PATIENCE.
In 1854 he went into the show busi
ness, and then began to train horses.
His principal experience has been with
horses, and his speech and actions
show that he considers them intelligent
creatures, and entitled to as much con
sideration as human beings. In per
sonal appearance Mr. Bartholomew is
not remarkrble. A qniet, unassuming
gentleman, of medium height and
build, with raven black hair and dark
eyes, a well-shaped, intellectual head,
and an expression and a manner that
denote kindness and firmness—a man
who is absolutely devoid of fear, and
who would not hurt any living creature
unnecessarily.
His horse-training abilities were first
practiced upon a colt, which became
noted as the finest trick horse in Cali
fornia. He then turned his attention
to
THE BRONOHOS.
or wild horses, of Lower California.
These horses are descendants of the
Andalnsian animals that were brought
from Spain by the early Spanish con
querors. Until 1854, or thereabout,
they were very plentiful in Lower Cali
fornia, running in herds like the mus
tangs of Texas, with commanders and
sab-officers, and apparently governed
by a military code of their own. They
are of all colors, from the purest white
to the deepest black, and perhaps one-
fifth of them are spotted. One way of
catching them is to build a corral across
a canyon whioh forms one of their run
ways. The corral is made of brash,
and wings spreading ont from the
month of the canyon are formed by
cutting down trees. The herd is driven
into this corral, and, when all are in
side, or a sufficient number, the month
is closed, and the hnnters lasso the
horses at their leisure. Another way
is to “crease the spine,” whioh can
only be done by a sure shot, as the
bullet mast strike the spinal column at
the back of the neck throwing the an
imal, and stunning him for a few min
utes, during which time he is tied so
that he cannot escape. To accomplish
the feat of creasing the spine, “on the
wing,’' as we may say, requires that the
hunter should be no' slouch of a shot,
Another way is to creep np on them, or
to run them down, until the hnnter
gets near enongh to lasso the animal
which he has selected. In this way
Mr. Bartholomew has lassoed four
bronchos, which he had picked ont for
his purpose. Among them were Bravo
and Bonito, his two favorite horses,
and probably the best trained of any in
his exhibition. They were supposed to
be twins, as they were of the same size
and general appearance, and always
kept together in the herd.
the taming
of these wild horses is begun, says Mr.
Bartholomew, by himself and every
body else, by throwing them and pat
ting a Spanish halter on them This
halter is quite a severe means of re
straint, but is absolute y necessary for
a time. He then works upon them
carefully and gradually, the first neces
sity being to accustom them to his
presence, and to instill into their minds
—we Bpeak after the manner of Mr.
BatthoLomew—the belief that he is not
sssssf:—When they-1»_. first
caught, they have only two ideas oF
emotions—the fear of man, and the de
sire to get away. The sight of a man
produces in them paroxysms of fear and
anger, and they will kill themselves, if
not restrained, in their blind and furiotiw
straggles for liberty. Their tuition, at
this period of existence, requires not
only extraordinary patience, but a great
deal of nerve. In fact, the training of
wild horses is a decidedly dangerous
business. We may qniet ntavage dog
by feeding him ; but it is useless to at
tempt to tame a wild horse by means of
his stomach. At first they will eat
nothing, and they cannot be persuaded
to touch salt, which plays such an im
portant part in tire domestication of
animals. There m nothing for it bat
patience, kindness and equanimity. A
horse trainer most
NEVER LOSE HIS TEMPER,
and mnst never show fear. There is no
animal that will not discover in a mo
them, in explaining his meaning by
motions, pushes and signs, and in ju
diciously worrying them with the whip,
until they catch his idea. When they
once begin to understand what is ex
pected of them, it iB astonishing how
rapidly they will learn. The expres
sion of their faces shows that they are
studying, that they believe that some
thing is wanted of them, and are anx
ious to understand dearly what it is.
When they reach this stage, their edu
cation will be limited only by the ability
and perseverance of their trainer. Mr.
Bartholomew’s animals are so perfectly
trained, exhibiting such remarkable
docility and such amazing intelligence,
answering to their names, obeying the
word of oommand, and apparently in-
duenoeu m all their actions by intellect
hardly below that of the average human
being, that the curiosity of the specta
tor is naturally excited to learn by what
method these astonishing results have
been produoed. His curiosity is fur
ther stimulated by the foot that these
animals were originally wild, having lo
experience of servioe with man or edu
cation under him, and no traditions of
servioe and education, except such as
mnst have been very remote.
Making Glass Elastic.
a Wonderful Invention that I* Kept a
Profound Secret.
At a meeting of the New York acad
emy of science, Prof. Thomas Eggleston
of the school of mines, gave a brief ac
count of his experiments with M. La
Bastie’s new elastic glass. The process
whioh removes the brittleness of ordi
nary glass consists in immersing it at red
heat into a bath of fatty substances,
whioh the inventor keeps secret, and in
slowly cooling the glass therein. The
lecturer threw three pieoes of prepared
colored glass on the floor, as well as
some watch crystals, nether of which
broke, although thrown vigorously ten or
twelve feet. Various glass plates sim
ilarly projected remained entire; but
the professor showed the only way of
breaking them, by spinning one four
teen feet high in the air, and allowing
it to impigne horizontally and with its
whole Bnrface, when it shivered into
thousands ef pieoes. In the experi
ments recited by the lecturer it required
thirty-six shocks of a pointed steel
cylinder falling from ten to twelve feet
high on the same point of a prepared
glass two-onnee ball to break it. On
prepared glass plaoed at angles in hot
houses the falling cylinders had no
effeot.
In resistance to direct pressure the
prepared glass far surpasses the best
ordinary, strips of the latter on knife
edges bearing at the ntmost a weight of
twenty-seven pounds, while narrower
strips of the new did not break under
sixty pounds weighty but often requiied
much higher pressiute. With ordinary
supports a half-inch tempered glass
three inches long broke only at 210
pounds. The resistance of the new
material to fire is remarkable. A plate
on which a heat of 3,000 degrees was
brought to bear only began to bnlge
after three and a half minntes of such
intense heat, while ordinary glass broke
within five seconds. Its applicability
to optical purposes has as yet not been
fnlly tested, but, although extremely
elastic, La Bastie’s glass is so hard that
it resists the diamond.
“ As Dull as a Hoe.”
The expression should never have
passed into an adage. There are as
good reasons why a hoe should be sharp
_ as why an axe or a scythe should be.
Aff-are used for cutting, and conse
quently all should iiave a sharp edge,
u a hoe does not have a sharp edg(?j
put one on it before it is put in the
ground. Use a grindstone, a whetstone,
or a file to take off the blnntness. For
use in most sorts of soil a hoe needs to
be sharpened every day before com
mencing work. It is also a good plan
to have a file along in one’s pocket to
use in sharpening the hoe “between
meals,” or whenever it is dull. It re
quires sharpening as often as a scythe
or an axe.
It may be said that this sort of usage
will wear ont a hoe. So does grinding
and whetting wear ont aDy cutting in-
strament. Hoes are cheaper than men,
and one or the other will be worn out
in work. Supposing a hoe is worn out
in work. There is economy in keeping
it sharp, for a man will do at toast a
fourth more work with it, and do it
better and easier. Hoes should be
raent the slightest indications of fear or made of the best of steel, and kept
doubt, and no animal that will not take sharp and well polished. There is a
advantage of smh a discovery. The poor economy m using a dull hoe or a
—Charles Dickens said that any man
who would eat tripe was only one peg
below an heathen, and now lot some
body climb on to that statement,
horse-tamer is continually liable to be
struck, kicked and bitten; hut ho must
never strike back. Mr. Baitholomew
carries severe scars upon his head aud
other parts of his person, bat believes
that he has never struck an animal that
was under Lis tuition a blow in anger.
The great truth is, that a man who de
sires to train horses and stock generally,
must have thorough control of himself,
before he can hope to properly control
his four-footed creatures. Thus endeth
the first lesson, and a long and difficult
one it is, for both man and beast.
In the course of time, by the exercise
of patience, forbearance and familiarity,
Mr. Bartholomew gets acquainted with
his horses, and they with him, and they
become comparatively gentle and docile.
Having tamed them, the next thing is to
train them, to educate them not only to
do his will, hut to understand his lan
guage. This is like treating a child,
“ only more so.”
THE RULE OF KINDNESS
must be continued, but the occasional
nse of the whip is a necessity, although
it must be used sparingly and judicious
ly. Mr. Bartholomew’s horses show no
marks of thelash. There is agreat deal
intheproperuseof the whip. Thetrainer
must know jnst when and where and how
to touch his animals with this reminder
and persuader, and must never apply it
in anger or with violence, or he will be
likely to lose all the ground he has
gained by a long course of patience and
kindness.
Toe great desideratum in horse edu
cation is to get the animal to understand
the meaning and purpose of his trainer.
To accomplish this object it is neces
sary, if not to change the nature of the
horse, to instill into his mind—Barthol
omew, again—new ideas and aspirations.
This is a work that requires almost
boundless pains and patience. The
trainer must persevere in talking to
dull scythe or a dull axe. Many farm
ers do not know what it is to handle a
hoe in the condition it shonld be before
it is put in the ground. If they did
they would not be so reluctant to use it.
“That Ere Planner Howled.”
The Fort Wayne (Ind.) Sentinel re
lates as follows the experience of a
Hoosier who heard Mme. Carrena-San-
ret play: After the concert was over
he quietly took us aside and gave vent
as follows to his pent-up feelings: “ I
told yon, mister, she was a slasher.
Our Gennie couldn’t hold a candle to
her. When she first set down she looked
kind a wild, then with a howl dug her
finger nails into them ere rough notes,
and shut ’em like lightning up iuto the
thin ones. Then she paused for are-
ply, mister. She then commenced at
the right hand side, went a rippin’ down
hand over fist, till she got clean down,
matin’ a noise like thunder. She then
yanked a handful out of the centre, and
planted them at the end, then wiggled
around with two fingers, grabbed np
another fistful, punched right and left,
went ripety-hopety-sooichy up and
down, and I tell you that ere pianner
howled. She then gave another snort,
and when she went she basted in like
mad, raised up off her chair, stuffed
three fingersfnl theje, caromed six more
in the corner, gobbled np a few more
tunes, and settled their hash in about a
minute. After that she tackled it with
her left band alone. Between you and
me, mister, the man that owned that
'ere pianner went shiftin’ around on his
chair as though he bad a carpet taok
under him. Good night, mister.”
—A party of ragged Chinamen re
turned to San Francisco the other day
from Nebraska where they bad been
farming and mournfully and confiden
tially told a reporter: “Too ipqohee
boppee all around like hell.”
FACTS AND FANCIES.
—Whan one looks aronnd and sees
hundreds of doughheads getting rioh
doing nothing, while he is working like
a slave for his daily bread, we tell you
what, it makes a fellow feel as thongh
the batter of this world was spread by
a step-mother.
—Australia has a big tree, too, and
it is gratified to think that there is not
time for an American vandal to go over,
chop it down, and take it to the centen
nial. It is 480 feet long—an announce
ment whioh will shake the midriff of
hundreds with envy, hatred, malice and
all unoharitablenees.
—Nervous old lady—policeman I po
liceman 1 there’s a strange dog that will
stick to me, and wor.’t leave me, and 1
can’t get rid of hiinf Couldn’tyou take
him in charge, or something? Police
man (who doesn’t like the job)—Very
sorry, ma’am, but we can’t interfere
with any dog so long as he’s a follerin’
o’somehody!
—A man rushed breathlessly into a
lawyer’s office in St. Pan], and ap
proaching the legal luminary, excitedly
remarked: “ A man has tied a hoop to
my horse’s tail 1 Can I do anything ?”
“ Yes,” replied the attorney, “ go and
tfntie it. ” That was good advice, and
didn’t cost the man but five dollars.
—A young lady was standing on the
wharf, waving her handkerohief at a
schooner lying in the stream. “ Know
anybody aboard ?” queries her compan
ion, as he oaime along. “ No, I don’t;
but they’re waving their handkerchiefs
at me,” she replied. “Hand (ha 1) ker
(hoo) chiefs!” he exclaimed, dropping
his basket, and leaning against a wood-
pile ; why, < hem’s the men’s shirts hung
out to dry.” She waved into a ware
house.
— Prince Gortsohakoff makes great
nse of the ladies. He is one of the
most polite men in Enrope, and in the
midst of abundant small chat he may
be gathering in great information. In
his own country he knows every thing
that goes on in every family of impor
tance. No mean spies, no policemen,
no vile paid agents impart the informa
tion. It comes gently, delicately,
doubly distilled in letters from innu
merable lady correspondents.
—Motley, the historian, is still very
feeble from the paralytic stroke which
disabled his right side several months
ago. He is said to be much changed
by his phvsioal misfortune and the loss
of bis wife. His friends fear he will
never be r ble to resume his literary
pursuits. He spends his time partly at
his own honse near the Hague, and part
ly at the residence of hiB son-in-law in
England.
—“No, grandmother; it’s all of no
use 1 I love him, I’ve loved him for
years, and he loves me. and they may
part us, and it may knl me; btit lTl
never care for any body cist*, and I’ll
think of nothing in the world but him,
morning, noon and night, until I die !”
“ Poor darling 1 Now, take my advice.
Come and spend a few weeks alone with
me at Little Peddington, and lead a
qniet life, you know, and look after the
geese and poultry, and all that, and
yon’ll soon forget him !’’
—A French traveler, who is shortly to
start for Africa in charge of an explor
ing party, is »3id to have contrived a
novel way to improve the barbarian
mind. He carries an electrio battery in
his pocket communicating with two
rings on his hand, and with other ap-
p«atae~gea4tersd KiK-ut bte **»«on. -
When- he shakes hands with a savage
chief that ehief will be very much as
tonished, for an electrio shot will run
up bis arm, and he will see lightning
playing about the bead of his visitor.
—They were standing at the gate.
The yonng man spoke sadly and soberly
of hard times, high taxes, and of getting
work at the rolling mills. He-beauti
ful eyes filled with tears that glistened
like pearls in ocean’s depths, as she
softlly answered: “John, let ns get
married and trust in the Lord for the
rest.” “ All right Mary,” replied the
young man, bitterly, “if you will buy
your hats and dresBes of the Lord, 1
will stand the rest.” A prolonged si
lence followed, and we went on onr
way.
—The following is a man’s opinion.
The female lip that h jb been profaned
by the tonch of any man, unless it be a
relation, ought to lofe all boDor and
respect. What remains for the hus
band if the lips—the very outlet to the
soul—have mingled their breath of life
with others ? When a lady becomes a
prodigal of her kisses we are instantly
forced into one of two conclusions, that
either she bolds her virtue by a very
slender thread or that she is incapable
of drawing the nicer distinctions,
which is one of the characteristics of a
pure woman.”
A Paris paper tells how an ingenious
wine shop keeper has adapted himself
to the exigencies of the hour, which
demands in everything a spice of poli-
itics, by banging conspicuously in his
parlors a placard inscribed : “ Sooner or
later he will return.” The Bonapartists
look up at it and say, “Ah, ha, that
means our boy ”—the young Napoleon.
The Orleanists think the allusion is to
the Count de Paris; the legitimists
opine that it can only mean the Count
de Cbambord; whilst the republicans
are convinced that it refers to “ little
Thiers.” So all are pleased, and the
honest quiz, when questions are asked,
merely smiles, winks, and shrugs his
shoulders. “ He ” really meant his
zomve boy on African servioe.
—Mrs. ftiscett, in her new novel,
tells of a precocious infant who devel
oped a marvelous originality in extem
poraneous prayer. When she said her
prayers at her mother’s knee, having
been told that she was not to learn any
form of prayer, but to ask from her
heart for whatever she most desired,
she prayed for “a red cloak wiv velvet
buttons, ’xactly like Amy Grey’a. Yere
is anover at ve shop.” Then, when in
structed not to ask for material, bat for
spiritual blessings, her interpretation
for a spiritual blessing was that there
might always be short sermons in
church. When she had scarlatina, and
her mother had begged her o pray for
her recovery, she having been told that
ween she was beginning to get better
h r akin would peel off, and whan it was
all off she would be quite well, joined
her little bands in bed, and said in a
pft voice, “ O God, peel me quick-”
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