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THE STANDARD AND EXPRESS. W. L niRsVuALK,} Editor* and Proprietor*. TO A VKKV OU) WOMAN. And thou w*-ri mil’s a maiden fair. \ blushing virgin, warm and young, With tnyrtlim wreathed in golden hair And gloaey brow that knew no care - Upon a arm yon hung. The golden locks are silvered now, The blushing cheek is pale and wen , The Spring may bloom, the Autumn glow, All’s one-in chimney-corner thou Sitt'st shivering on A moment—aud thou sinkfct lo rest! To wake, perhaps, an angel bleel. In ibe bright preeenoe of thy Lord. O, weary is life's path to all! Hard is the strife, aud light the fail, Blit wondrous the reward. MARK DILLON’S BOLD GAME. "I'm getting into terribly bad habits, Dora. Breakfast at half past time ! Just fancy mv indulging in such hours three years ago, darling, before the world made up its mind that I painted respect able pictures; and chose to pay nfo ac cordingly.” And young Melville Austin rose from the damtily-sr.read breakfast table at which he and his wife were sitting. “ I hope you are going to remain at home this morning,” Dora said, in a soft, coaxing tone, that well become her petite figure and blonde-haired, girlish beauty. " Do yon know, Anstin, that you have not painted an atom of cmvas this week ? There’s yonr new picture of An thonv and Cleopatra ” "Yes, my love,” the yonng artist in terrupted, “ I plead guilty to have shamefully neglected Anthony aDd Cleo patra ; but this morning’s engagement will not occupy much time, and I shall bo home in an hour, I trust, ready to be gin work. In the meanwhile, Dora, if that model of whom I was speaking shonld make her appearance, just ask her to wait in the studio.” “ I am anxious to see this divinity, Melville. Is she so very beautiful ?” “ After a certain type, yes,” the hus band answered, carelessly. Then, while his handsome face lit np with a sudden brightness, he added, in lower ‘ones, "You know there is but one woman in the world, Dora, whose beauty can thoroughly satisfy me.” For some time after her husband’s de parture that morning, Dora Austin re mained buried in what, judging from the happy smile that played about her mouth, and danced in the blue depths of her tender eyes, must have been thoroughly agreeable thoughts. “ Was ever woman so blessed ?” she murmured presently, as if asking the question of her own heart. "Three years to-morrow since we were married, and still the same devoted love from dear Melville. How foolish I was ever to dream that this worldly success would cool the ardor of that love! Nothing can ever chnngo him—noth ing!” “The young woman has called ma'am, and is now waiting outside. Shall 1 rliow her into Mr. Austin’s studio ? ” Dora’s meditation had been abruptly broken by the voice of the stately but ler who stood ait her elbow. " Oh! you mean Mr. Austin’s model?” the said a little confusedly. “ ics, .Tames, l believe your master wishes her to wait in the studio till his return. By the way, James, you may manage to let her pass through this room. I wish to Bee her.” The man bowed, aud departed to exe cute Mr. Austin’s order, returning pres ently, followed by .t poorly-clad woman, of whose face Dora merely caught a momentary glimpse as she hurried to ward the adjoining studio. "How beautiful!” the young wife murmured ; “ and what a face for Cleo patra ! She seemed anxious to escape my notice, poor woman ! I wonder if she is ashamed of her vocation? You told her, .Tames, did you not”—ad dressing the butler, who returned at. this moment—“that Mr. Austin would return very shortly ?’’ “ Yes, ma’am.” .Tames was not absent from the break fast room five miuutes before he again made his appearance there. A rather shabby man desired to see Mrs. Austin. Should he admit him ? but the ceremonious butler had scarcely finished speaking when a gruff voice sounded from the entrance of the room. A rough-looking, heavily-bearded man was standing on the threshold, directly opposite to Dora, who was seated near one of the windows. “You may go, my good fellow, ’ the man sn>d. “ I’ve particular business with Mrs. Austin.” “ Yes— James—you—may—go.” The words were gasped forth some how from Dora’s white lips. If the servant observed the agitation which had suddenly overpowered his mistress, he was too well trained to manifest the least surprise, and quietly withdrew from the room, closing the door after him. “ Oh heaven ! is it you, Mark Dillon ? I thought you dead —I ” She had risen while speaking the above words, but the hoarse whisper in which she uttered them died to silence before she had finished, and Dora Austin fell heavily forward in a dead swoon at the stranger’s feet. The sound of her fall was quickly followed by that of au opening door at ♦he further end of the room, as Mr. Austin’s model, wearing a startled look on her beautiful face, hurried in from the adjoining studio. But the strang er’s back was turned to her as he bent over the prostrate figure of Dora. Nor was he aware of the woman’s presence in the apartment until she touched him lightly on the shoulder, and in a rather timid voice, said, “Js the lady ill, sir? I was in the next room, and heard . Heavens, Mark! yon here ?” “Ellen!” The man had suddenly turned his face toward the speaker, while still stooping over Mrs. Austin’s senseless body. “ Oh, I recollect,” he continued, sternly ; “you told me that you went out as a model, and this woman’s husband is an artist. That accounts, perhaps, for you being here, and you may thank your stars for hav ing so good an excuse. If I thought .yon had followed me ” The angry flash of his dark eyes fin ished the sentence more powerfully than words could have clone. Trembling in every limb, the woman answered, pleadingly : “I had no thought of following you, Mark. I never imagined that you knew this lady. “ Leave this house in-tar.tly, Ellen! Don'r hesitate a moment, but go at once.” The woman shuddered, and turned toward the door leading into the studio. “ I may explain this matter to you some other time,” the man continued, “ but remember, I warn you against remaining iu this house a moment longer than you can help.” When the studio door had closed be hind the woman’s retreating steps, Mark Dillon onoe more bent over the white face of Dora Austin. A faint shiver convulsed her frame at this moment, and while bis gaze was eagerly fastened upon her countenance, the silken lashes slowly lifted themselves from her eyes “ Then it was no dream,” she mur mured, hoarsely, rising from her fallen posture, assisted by the man she ad dressed. “ You have come,” she pres ently continued, “ to reveal all to Mel ville Austin.” She Bank back into an arm-chair now, with a weary, gasping sigh. “ I haven't come to do auything of the sort, Dora Dillon,” the man said, with a kind of sullen emphasis in his gruff tones. “I don’t wish to claim you as my wife. You believod me dead, three years ago, and married Melville Austin; there’s nothing particularly culpable about your conduct as far ns I can discover. I shall be the last one, depend upon it, my dear Mrs. Austin, to rvveal any thing disagreeable concern ing your antecedents.” “And why will you reveal nothing? Let there be no disguise between us, Mark Dillon. I know yonr brutal na ture thoroughly. You came here this morning to sell your silence. Is it not so ?” “ You are perfectly right, Mrs. Aus tin—or Mrs. Dillon. Which is to be, by the way ?” His tones were defiantly supercilious; bis keen, cruel eyes were fixed upon the agonized woman with something of a serpent’s pitiless gaze when the prey is within easy distance, and possession has become a certainty. But Mark Dillon started back with amazement, as Dora answered him, calmly, scornfully and decisively, in the following words: “ I shall not deceive the man to whom I owe all the happiness I have ever en joyed in this world—the man whom I love, honor and reverence, as only a nature like Melville Austin’s is worthy of being regarded. When I married him, Mark Dillon, I acted upon my firm conviction of your death. Now, I know myself to have been in error, and a single course remains to me. The in stant that Melville Austin returns home, I shall inform him of the truth.” “Are you mad, Dora Dillon?” he exclaimed, every trace of his supercil ious manner gone, and nothing but a sort of furious surprise remaining. “ Are you uad, thus to throw away the position you have won ?—to make of yourself a beggarly outcast ?—to ” “Enough of this, Mark Dillon,” she interrupted haughtily. “Your game was a bold one, but it has proved a failure. Ah, my husband !” Melville Austin had suddenly entered the apartment. Glancing at the ashen pale countenance of Dora, a look of amazement overspread his own. Then, turning toward the stranger, who stood beside the chair in which she was seated, Mr. Austin said, “It strikes me that I heard your voice, raised in rather disrespectfully loud tone, as I stood in the hall a moment ago. Were you addressing this lady, sir ? Dora, who is this person ?” A slight tremor shook Dora Austin’s frame, and her ghastly lips quivered for ail instant. But only for an instant. Sue had risen now, and was addressing Melville, who listened silently until she had ceased speaking, stupefied, doubtless, by the droadful import of what she uttered. “ That man, Melville, is my husband. Five years ago, before yon aud I ever met, poverty had reduced my mother ami myself to the last stages of want. On my mother’s death, and while I was still almost a child in years, Mark Dil lon asked me to become his wife. We wore married, and I soon discovered that my wretched, friendless position had been exchanged for one of still greater misery. 1 had became united to a man from whose vile, wicked life my whole nature turned in loathing. One eveniug, in a fit of drunken fury, he struck me. Teat night I lied from his house. During the year that fol lowed, 1 succeeded in supporting my self comfortably on the proceeds of my needlework. Two months before chance had made me acquainted with you, Melville,l had learned accidentally of my husband’s death in France. You know what followed. To day I learn, for the first time 6iuce our marriage, that Maik Dillon lives.” “ Oh, God, can this bo true?" The xvords seemed wrung from the very depth of Melville Austin's agon ized sou!. Staring first at his wife, and then at, the moody, crestfal en man be side her, his face*expressed the keenest intensity of mental suffering. And now the icy calmness with which Dora had spoken melted to a passion of sobs. Stealing toward her husbaud’s side, she murmured, brokenly : “ Before we part, Melville, say that you forgive me for being the cause of so much future wretchedness—for haviDg brought to yoirr noble heart a sorrow it has so little deserved. ” “ Part Dora ? We must not—we shall not part !” He had drawn her to his breast, with a wild, impulsive movement. At the same instant the door of the studio was suddenly unclosed, and a woman’s voice cried out in clear, ringing tones, “Mark Dillon lies, Mrs. Austin, when he dares to call himself your husband ! 1— wronged, deserted, outrpged as I have been, am none the less his lawfully wedded wife, married to him seven years ago in Manchester. Let him deny it if he dares. You need not scowl and glare at me,” the woman went on, hotly; “what I speak is the truth, and I do not fear to utter it.” A low cry of rage escaped Dillon’s lips, as he sprang toward the woman who had spoken. But with a blow of iron Melville Austin’s band hurled him backward. For a moment the villain stared at his wife’s protector with a tigerish fierceness in his dark, danger ous eyes, and then, like the coward he ronllv was, slunk from the apartment. And from the house, too, never en tering it agam. An hour afterward his wife, Ellen Dillon, followed him, against the earnest entreaty of Mel ville and Dora. “He will beat me when I return to him, perhaps,” she said, with a mournful smile on her exquisite face, “but I mnst go, nevertheless. It seems like a curse, sometimes, that in spite of his brutality and wickedness, I cannot hate Mark. But whenever I think of oar child at home, I believe that this weakness is all for the best. I can guard him against imitating his father; and who knows what a son’s influence may do in future years ? ” Her sad words left Dora Melville grave and thoughtful for a long time after her departure. “ That woman loves him, Melville,” the wife murmured, at length, in slow, musing tones—“ loves him in spite of liis villainous treatment. What a mar velous mystery love is ! ” “Marvelous, indeed, Dora! ” “ Did you really mean, Melville, that nothing shonld part us—not even the knowledge of being another’s wile— when you spoke so passionately just be- fore Ellen Dillon entered from the stndio ? ” Her soft hand had stolen into his, her tearful eye 5 * were fixed upon his own, with eager questioning in their bine depths. Melville Audin’s answer was spoken with unhesitating fondness : “ I meant that, if all the world had striven to sep arate us, Dora, I should still have struggled to regain you. Until to day I never have known the strength anil power of my love." His arms were clasped about her now. and she was sobbing forth her thankfulness upou his faithful breast. 'living htyles far Children. For boys, we find the kilt plaited skirt will be still in great favor for all under four or five years of age, but the varie ty in material is very great, and there is a number of new styles of trimming and cutting. Shirt waists of linen and tine figures of cambric will be worn un der the open jackets of these suits, aud are made with wido collars, or a little stand up linen collar broken at the ends, which is very jaunty and dressy. For older boys, the blouse suit is be ing extensively revived in the more fashionable establishments, made with rolling collar to show the shirt fronts and necktie, or closed to the throat with a wide collar extending to the shoulders. Sailor suits, and suits with a vest and open coat will also be in great favor. Gray tweed, navy blue flannel, soft cassimere in all shades, cheviot and a fine cloth are all stylish and fashiona ble materials for these suits. The close fitting turban cap, with wide broad buckle, the silk worn last fall and a soft, felt, are all in favor for bo’yV spring hats. Boots are worn, above the ankle, closely buttoned, while thestriped stocking is universally worn. Shaded stripes, graduated stripes, and solid colored stripes are all seen and the pants fall but little below the knee, until the full youths ‘suit is adopted. For little girls the styles are still more varied, but the combination suit is the prevailing fashion. Silk and serge, or silk and mohair, one of solid color, one striped or plaid are shown, and the out is but a reduced copy of the fashions in vogue for ladies. Navy blue suits vary from the sailor costumes of last season, by uniting solid colors, diagonals, stripes or checks in the same dress. Serge will be a favorite mate rial, and is made up in suits both of the same color throughout or in combina tion. The basque, sacque and over skirt supercede the polonaise or tunic in many of the imported suits for little girls, and some of the most stylish cos tumes are trimmed with narrow velvet ribbons. All over skirts are b mffante at the back, three large pnffs being a favorite fashion. Side plaiting is ex tensively used for misses’ dresses, aud the shirred ruffling is new and in great favor. Normandy caps will still be worn, but are of new shapes, and flowers are being extensively introduced into the trim mings, tiny clusters among the lace ruching, and buds or sprays in the face trimmings. Striped stockings will be universally worn and are sold to match the colors of walking suits, in solid stripes, shaded and graduated stripes. The low cut ties will lie worn as the weather be comes warmer, and for these, stockings, beautifully embroidered on the instep, are offered. White chip will boa favorite material for girl’s hats, but I have seen some exceedingly pretty ones in Leghorn and fancy straw, as well as colored chip. For wee babies and little ones just running alone, the choice of white goods is varied and beautiful. Embroidery is tbe universal trimming, but it is impos sible to describe the many ways in which it is used. Flounces of fine needle work are in favor, and mffliDg en tablier is also a popular trimming. The materials are increased by many novelties both in thick and thin goods. All the new garments for very young children aje high in the neck and loug sloeved. Tokos of fine tucks and em broideries are used for slips, to be belted by wide sash ribbons and a tmy puffed heading to long sleeves, is in great favor. Standing ruffles of em broidery finish these yokos at the throat. Babies caps for street wear are made in Normandy shape of muslin aud lace, and lined with delicately tinted silk, white for boys, a turban shape of the same material is extensively offered. Cloaks of cashmere are etaborately embroidered and lined with silk, both braiding and silk embroidery being very popular. The Art. of Dress. The Pall Mall Gazette, in a review of M. Charles Blanc on the art of dressing, says : “ Some of our readers will per haps be surprised to learn that the style of a lady’s dress should depend upon the shape of her nose, just as the colors she wears must be chosen with a due regard to her complexion and the particular shade of her hair. If the nose is classical the toilet must have a certain style about it, especially when the person’s features and bearing are imposing. But what is style ? asks M. Charles Blanc; and he then proceeds to tell us that this question may be an swered by the first principles of decor ative art—namely, that there is more majesty in repetition than in alterna tion, and more dignity m harmony than in contrast. Few colors, lines that are seldom broken, an air of simplicity even in the midst of richness, uniformity of materials, and quiet trimmings consti tute a toilette severe. On the other hand, different shades of color, broken lines, novel trimmings, and the piqu ancy caused by contrast are the charac teristic features of a toilette de genre , and would suit a person with a “tip tilted ” nose, as Tennyson has it, or at least an unclassical one, a pleasant looking countenance, or saucy eyes. There are thus two extremes—austerity and coquetry, or, in other words, dig nity and gracefulness—as well as a medium style, which may be termed pompous elegance. M. Charles Blanc compares the three kinds of toilet to the three orders of architecture, and tells us that by taking a little from one and a little from another we can com pose dresses that will suit any style of features. A lady, however, in selecting her toilet, should always bear in mind that she must adorn herself in such a manner that when people look at her their attention, after resting a moment on her drees, will become concentrated on her person. In this manner the ele gance and gracefulness of a lady’s at tire will cause people to admire the lady herself. How often have we heard it said, * We saw some magnificent dresses this afternoon!’ Now, if the clever dressmakers who fashioned those robes had exercised a little more ingenuity the same people would have remarked, ‘We saw some very pretty women this afternoon.’” CARTERSVILLE, GEORGIA, THURSDAY, APRIL 29, 1875. Goal Oil I iispeetbn. How the Klre Test. Ap|ili The Flesh ing Point The liut'itlng Point. As oil is gradually heated, at a cer tain point indicated by the mercury, it will evolve a vapor. Applying a lighted match carefully to the surface, aud not severely plunging it into the volume of the oil, a feeble flash follows burning off this penumbra of vapor, without setting fire to the body of the oil. The temperature at which this phenomenon occurs is cailed ibe “ flashing ” or ‘vaporizing ” point. Raising the heat a few degrees higher and wo have the same result, t*e flash growing stronger, until, at 110 degrees, the body of tbe oil takes iiie aud burns—taking 110 degree oil for the experiment. If the inspector does not burn off this vapor witii its first appearance, 1 tting it ac cumulate, it gathers quantity sufficient to inflame the body of the oil, at a few degrees higher than its first appear ance, and considerably below the cus tomary inspection. But when an in spector passes the oil as 110 degrees test, it is because at that degree it ig nites in volume. The vaporizmg point of 110 degrees—known as Standard coal oil, and universally sold at home aud abroad—ranges from 85 to 100 degrees; an oil inspected as a 150 degrees will vaporize at about. 125 to 140 degrees; an oil inspected at 175 degrees will va porize at 150 to 160 degrees. Now, the custom of all inspectors iu the United States, and we believe in Europe, is to brand the oil according to tno “ig niting ” point, aud not the “ flashing ” point; the distinction being technical, as there is flame and danger in both points if too low. All laws on the sub ject have been so construed, and the requirements of the entire trade have settled upon that standard of testing, and our inspector follows this method of inspection, approved and followed at all the trade centers. An oil which will vaporize under 110 degrees is unsafe. Even putting the flashing point at 110 degrees would not make the oil safe against the conting ency of tipping over a lamp and spill ing out the oil. If the oil splashes in contact with the flame it would take fire nine times out of ten. But take an oil of 175 degrees, which will flash at say 150 degrees to 160 degrees it would put out the flame like water in such a contingency, while there can be no danger from explosion, as the heat iu the lamp is never sufficient to evolve in any vapor. The larger proportion of explosions attributed to coal oil belong to gas oline. The rascally reporters won’t draw the distinction. And so with the fires, coal oil has to stand the general censure, while this white face, unolea ginous, “gas-like,” “ non explosive,” slips in ami retails at a higher price than a genuine 150 degree test kero sene. The trade lias become immense in it, and all the warnings as to its in flammability and general dangerous ness do a.out as much good us the daily telegram of some servant girl killed by hurrying up the fire with coal oil. Its sale cannot be stopped by any law. The attempt was made to incor porate prohibition of the “light oils” in the present law, but the judiciary committee decided that they had au indefeasible light to buy them as well as gunpowder, and take their chances of being blown lip. They could only require their character to be branded v n the package. An oil of 150 degrees test costs now at wholesale but one cent per gallon more than 110 degrees oil, while 175 degrees test has got hammered down to five or eight cents above the common standard. It would seem that this slight difference, when oil is cheap, should not be regarded by the con sumer.—St. Louis Democrat. tiiaut Kellies. It is not always that geological inves tigations have as their object phenom ena which are of general interest, and with which all are more or less familiar. This is certainly the case, however, with the study of the “ giant kettles” in the neighborhood of Christiana, Nor way, which has been lately carried on by Professor Kjerulf and some of his students. There is hardly any running stream in our country of any consider able size which does not give proof of the power of water and stoucs in motion iu what are popularly called “pot holes.” An eddy in the stream where the current is strong sets a few pebbles in revolution. These commence a de pression, into which larger stones fall, and the grinding is continued until a cavity has been produced perhaps sev eral feet iu depth, and almost perfectly round. These are often to be observed not only in stream beds, but also in rocks on the sea-shore, where the rush of the tide must supply the motive force. The famous “giant kettles” of Nor way are simple “ pot-holes ” on a larger scale, and produced in former times under somewhat different conditions than we have at present. The super stition of the people represents them as having been made by giants. In some places, where the form is oblong and irregular, fancy has seen in them the foot-prints of these monsters, while in one place, where the road goes directly through a very large kettle, the saying is that there St. Oiaf turned His horse around. On the west coast of Norway another name is used, and they are spoken of as giants’ chairs. The description of one of these ket tles examined by Professor Kjerulf will give some idea as to their size and gen eral character. At the surface it had a diameter of about eight feet, being slightly elliptical in form. It widened considerably in the descent, and then contracted again at the bottom. It is interesting to note that the walls were distinctly worked out in a spiral, which couid be traced from top to bottom. In the case of some other keltles examined the spiral was so perfect that the cavity could be compared to the impression of a gigantic snail. The total depth of the kettle in ques tion from the highest point of the mar gin was forty-four feet, the axis inclin ing somewhat toward the west. It was filled, as is always the case, with gravel and broken rock, though toward the bottom numerous, so-called grinding stones were found, some of them 300 pounds in weight., and all smooth and elliptical in shape. It was through their revolution that the excavation had been made. It required thr e men working for fifty days to clear this giant kettle of its contents, and the whole amount taken out was estimated at 2,350 cubic feet, some of the stones being so large that they had to be mined before they could be hoisted out. The kettles in general present much the same features as the one which has been described, though there is a great variation in ratio of width to depth, many of them being shallow, larger at the top than at the bottom, and very properly are called kettles, while ot hers, as the ouo alluded to, are deep, ami could better be called wells. Tt is to be observed that they aro found by no means necessarily in present river chan nels. They are most common iu the neighborhood of the great fiords, though they have beeu observed at a height of 1,200 feet above the sea. Iu regard to their origin, the best authori ties refer it to the time when the land was covered by enormous glaciers, such as exist at the present time in the upper part of Greenland. The melting of the iee on the surface of glaciers gives rise to considerable rivers, aud as these fiud some crevasse in the ice, they descend with violence, and it is conceivable that that such a stream striking the bed rock below might be the means, with the masses of rook they would put in motion, of producing the enormous cav ities ' hich are now observed. This theory, as carried out. by its supporters, moo's with some difficulties, but seems to bo the best which has been proposed. The Forms of Fear. In various characters fear .assumes va rious forms. Same children, who can brave an external danger, will sink de pressed at a reproof or sneer. It is our business to guard against the inroads of fear under every shape ; for it is an in firmity, if suffered to gain the ascend ancy, most enslaving to the mind, and destructive of its strength and capability of enjoyment. At the same time, it is an iulkmity so difficult to overcome, and to which children are so excessively prone, that it may bo doubted whether in any branch of education more discre tion or more skill is required. We have two objeets to keep in view: the one, to secure our children from all unnecessary and imaginary fears ; the other, to in spire them with that strength of mind which may enable the m to meet, with patience and courage, the real and un avoidable evils of life. For the first, there iB no one who has contemplated the suffering occasioned, through life, by the prevalence of needless fears, im aginary terrors, and diseased nerves, but would most earnestly desire to preserve their children from these evils. To this end, they should be, as far as possible, guarded from everything likely to excite sudden alarm, or to terrify tbe imagina tion. In very early childhood they ought not to be startled, even at play, by sud den noises or strange appearances. Ghost stories, extraordinary dreams, or other gloomy and mysterious tales, must, on no account, be named in their presence, nor must they hear histories of murders, robberies, sudden deaths, mad dogs, or terrible diseases. If any such occur rences are the subjects of general con versation, let them, at least be prohib ited in the nursery. Nor is it of less importance that we shonld be cautious ourselves of betraying alarm at storms, a dread of the dark, or a fear and dis gust at. the sight of animals. The stricter vigilance in these respects is required because, by casual indiscretion on our part, by leaving about an inju dicious book, or one alarming story, by once yielding ourselves to an emotion of groundless terror, an impression may be made on the mind of a child that will continue for years, aud mate rially counteract the effect of habitual watchfulness. The New England Sabbath. Ju 1646 they made a law iu Massachu setts, that if any one “ contemptuously behaved toward ye word preached, or ye messengers thereof. For ye first seaudiilo, to be convented and reproved openly by jc magistrate at soruo lec ture, and bound t o good behavior ; and if a second time they break forth into ye like contemptible carriage, either to pay i)5 into ye public treasury, or to stand two hours openly upon a block four feet high, on a lecture day, with a paper affixed on their heart, with this, A Wanton Gospeller, written in capi tal letters ; ye others may fear and be ashamed of breakiug out into ye like wickedness. ” In 1677 the general oourt ordered that “a cage be set up iu the market plaoe of Boston, and in such other town as the county courts shall appoint, wherein shall be put., to remain till ex amined and punished, any one breaking tho Sabbath.” Officers called tything men enforced the observance of tho Sabbath. Tho law provided that, as a badge of office, they should have a “ black staff of two foote long, tipt at one end with brass, about three inches.” This staff soon came to have a feather stuck into one end, with which to tickle the noses of drowsy sinners, while the end tipped with brass enforced order on the pates of unruly boys. In this man ner was the congregation kept attentive during the sermon, which generally lasted about an hour and a half, meas ured by au hour glass standing on the pulpit. Project, for the Civilization of Africa. A bold project for the civilization of Africa is announced, under the sanc tion of Gapt. Sir John H. Glover. Mr. It. N. Fowler and other well known gentlemen. This is the formation of a canal for commercial purposes from the mouth of the river Belta on the At lantic, in the neighborhood of Cape Juby and Gape Bajador, opposite the Canary Islands, to the northern bend of the Nig'.r at Timbuctoo, a distance of 740 miles. Such a highway wool A open up tL e African continent to the world, and it is believed that no formi dable obstacle opposes its construction, but that the confirmation of the great Desert of Sahara favors the scheme. For 630 miles of the distance there is a great hollow, supposed to be 250 feet below the level of the Atlantic, which was probably at one time covered by the sea. This low country is separated from the coast by a broken ridge of about thirty miles, through which the river Belta runs for twenty-five miles, so that all that would be necessary in order to reach it is to deepen the chan nel of tho river, cut through the ridge, and let the Atlantic fall into the vast arid basin. In this way a vast sheet of water would be formed, the climate would be improved, the country would become more fertile for pasturage, and agriculture and commerce would be carried into the heart of Africa. The Indianapolis Herald has been watching the Ohio temperance move ment longer than any other paper, and it says : In Washington, Ohio, where the whisky crusade first took shape, there are now fifteen drinking houses— two more than when the movement was organized. The paroled barkeepers are all selling again except the famous Van Pelt, the noble proselyte, who knocked in his own kegs one evening, to the ringing of bells and the praises of women, and then took the field for tem perance. He is in jail for getting drunk. The Secret of Success. The Klni of Trade-Nper illation and Journalism. New York Letter. This is the day of regularity and re spectability in the trade of art. The leaders, lieutenants and adjutants even work hard, wear good clothes, have pol ished maimers, and observe the conven tionalities. Oar authors and journal ists, of tbe better sort, have no affiliation with wild convivialistn, but look on life seriously and serenely, as something they should make the most of, however disconragiog the circumstances. Business men who arrive at altitudes forswear dissipation. They who have grown rich, have adopted a system, and steadily followed it. The veteran Van derbilt has, from youth up, been as careful of his health as if he had been an invalid. He owes his vigorous eighty years to the exaetest observation of hygienic laws. No heavy dinners, no late suppers, no unseeralv hours, no frequent drinks for him. Without ed ucation, he has high intelligence, and wonderful common sense—rarer per haps than genius. A. T. Stewart has beau as regular as a Geneva watch for fifty years. So has Moses Taylor ; so has George Law ; so has Royal Pholps. So have all these who hold big purses and exercise un seen power. The Wall street speculators, reckless as they seem, if they ride long on the upper waves, preserve their digestion, and keep their heads cool. Daniel Drew would have been buried years ago, had he not lived abstemiously, and taken innumerable bowls of sun shine. Jay Gould may not have a heart, though he has a stomach, and provides for it wisely. His brain is worth too much to him to have it clouded by bil iousness, dyspepsia, repletion, or shat tered nerves. They who live free and fast, like Leonard Jerome, John Tobin, Henry N. Smith, and A. B. Stockwell, went under in due season. Dissipation compels its followers to pay more usuri ous interest than any Shy leek of Broad street. GREAT JOURNALISTS. Horace Greeley, founder of the Tri bune, was always an avoider of all ex cesses save those of work. He never could have accomplished half that he did, had he not eschewed tobacco, liquor, and the common vices. For many years he used his brain from ten to twelve hours a day, and never needed other stimulant than a hearty appetite for labor, which, to his dying hour, was not appeased. James Gordon Bennett, who alone and unaided, created the Herald (mak ing it the best newspaper property in the western world out of nothing but brains, energy, and pluck), was, in his private life, without stain. Constantly as he was abused and portrayed as a moral monster, he never owed anybody a dollar ; never gambled ; never drank; never was guilty of an intrigue. All his faults Avere professional, and these consisted chiefly in editing his news paper in the maiiuer that seemed to him most effective. He might at times have been intoxicated witii the success of the Herald, but that was the only intoxication ho ever knew. Henry J. Raymond, the only strong man the Times has had, was temperate in habit, not less thau in disposition. Few journalists here have done so much work on a paper, day after day, week alter week, month after month, as Ray mond did ou his. Unless bo had been attuned to moderation, and subject to hygienic laws, he could not have per formed the wonderful task of writing out, as he once did, nmo columns and a half ®f one of Daniel Webster’s speeches, at a single sitting. It is the same in journalism as in liter ature, art, business, everything. The mt n who mako their mark, who refuse to be borne down, and who, if borne down, come up again, and stay up, are the men who do not dnsipate. There are brilliant fellows with many vices who flash like a rocket, but, like it, they go out in the darkness, and are silent forever. Good sense and perse verance out rank brilliancy, and these, when sustained, demand treedom from dissipation. Ethics have a value above ethics ; they are the base and build of right being. All experience worth liaring proves that no sort of perma nent success can bo achieved without rigid adherence to moral law. Women as artisls. The Baltimore Gazette, speaking of women artists, says : “ That the ranks of the painters should be recruited from among women as well as from among men is natural and right. Rea soning merely from natural laws, a woman should have all the delicacy of touch, all the artistic sense of beauty of color and harmony of effeot, and especially the subtle sentiment requisite to make an artist. In certain branches of art she might not be able to com mand success. But art has an infinite variety. It is as wide as nature itself, as varied as men and man’s life ; as high and vague and imaginative as the unseen world and all the airy creations of fancy. All women, because they study art, mav not be Rosa Bonheurs or Angelica Kaufmans. They may not even reach the level of Miss Hosmer, and may be compelled to forsake the congressiooally flower-strewn paths of the Vinnie Reams. They will undergo a process of sifting as men do who make art a profession. They must have the same qualities, love of art for art’s sake, a vivid perception of the salient points of beauty, a deft hand, a true eye, and above ail, perseverance. The poet may be born, not made ; but the artists has to be born and made too. All that we have said is, it will be seen, no discouragement to a woman artist. Who has defter, more supple hands? Whose ideas of beauty and fitness respond more quickly to cultiva tion? Who can be educated to love and appreciate art and artietic arrange ment, and the great loveliness of na ture, from the perfection of a flower, and the wavy beauty of a field of wind rippled wheat, to the gathering storm of a summer’s day ? Her impressions are quick and vivid. Why should she not, then, be a painter ? " She has in sight ; why cannot she put the insight into a tangible form, with technical skill, proper color, light, shade, per spective, correct drawing ? And still, if she cannot do this, the time is not thrown away for the woman who has studied art. We do not speak t f paint ing as an elegant amusement, a de lightful occupation of spare hours, a source of gratification in preserving memorable places, persons, and many of the smaller pleasures of memory which ordinarily fade away and are lost to us. We might very Veil do this, but it is not the intention with which we started out. That was the pursuit of art and a profession by women artists. In doing so we have dismissed from contemplation all who have no special talent. Such persons had bet ter abandon art at onoe. Its ranks are crowded enough. - There is room for more, but not at the bottom. Half way up the pressure is relieved, and at the top of the ladder there is no com plaint of want of elbow-room. There fore it is of those who have at least some aptitude for art we spoke when wc said that its study was not time wasted even to those who cannot hope to attain the highest station.” Deep-Sea Soundings. Iu lecturing recently before the royal society on the Challenger expedition to the North Pole, Professor Ruxley ad verted to the work which it was expected would be done in reference to the dis tribution of life at the bottom of the deep sea. The first instrument which successfully brought np portions of this bottom was used by Sir John Ross in 1818, seconded by Captain, afterwards Sir, Edward Sabina The result of their observations—microscopical exam iuations being then unknown—had not been exactly preserved, but subsequent soundings a little further north showed that the bottom wa entirely made np of the skeletons or cases of diatomace ons plants and radiolaria, the silicious matter being obtained from the water by the action of those plants, which cover the surface in places like a thick scum. We have thus a silicious pole cap, extending to about 55 degrees, and it was not without reason that when in 1839 the admiralty fitted out an Antarc tic expedition Humboldt suggested that . attempts should be made to ascertain the existence of an Antarctic cap of the same nature —a conjecture which was perfectly verified. Between these two zones Ehrenberg, so long ago that his merits were apt to be ignored, had demonstrated that the greater portion of the sea bottom was composed of globigerina marl formed by the deposit of organisms similar to those now liv ing. Whether at the bottom or not was a point which be would not decide, for Professor Wyville Thompson and some of his colleagues were at issue on this point; but if so, certainly at the surface also. One remarkable fact was due to the Challenger investigations ODly —namely, that below a depth of about 14,000 feet, instead of the well known globigerina clay, there was a red mud, which oa chemical examination was found to be the same substance of which only about cue or two per cent, was discoverable in the globigerina mnd—a striking instance of the power of the infinitely little. Another strik ing fact was the identity of the green sand now forming in certaiu parts of the deep sea with the gretn sand long known to geologists. In conclusion the professor, without entering into any controversy with physicists, who said the forces formerly at work on the earth must have been greater than now, was content to affirm that within the time of which they had any record there was no proof that they were ever any greater than now. This grand truth had been first clearly maintained by Sir Charles Lyell, iu whom, though he was unable to be with them, yet age had not lessened the force of his intel ligence or the vivacity with which, up to the age of eighty, he followed the {irogress of knowledge, and who had ived to see the heresy of his youth be come the truism of his old age. Hell The word “ hell,” a translation of the Greek word Gehenna, is a term used to designate the valley of Hinnom. This valley bounds Jernsalem on the north, aud lies below Mount Zion—a soene of sacred and imperishable associations. In this valley Moloch, the national god of the Amorites, was worshiped with the horrid and inhuman rite of sacri ficing children in the fire. When Josiah, in his conquests, overthrew this idolatry, he poured contempt upon the infernal practice by casting into the valley the bones of the departed. In the estimation of the old Hebrews the bones of the dead caused the greatest of all pollutions. What ever person, place, or things they touched were forthwith considered “unclean.” Hence this valley of Hin nom,'this “bell,” having been the re ceptacle of the human remains which Josiah threw into it, was considered a place the most polluted and ac cursed. From this circumstance it be came a common receptacle for all the refuse of the city of Jerusalem. Here large quantities of decomposing veg etable and animal matter were con stantly thrown. This putrescent matter generated an abundance of worms ; the worms here never died. To prevent the noxious effluvia, springing from this mass of corruption, poisoning the atmosphere and breathing disease and death into the heart of the city, fires were kept burning day and night. This valley, therefore, was literally a place where “the worm never died, and where the fire was never quenched.”— Rev. Phelps. The Luck of Storm Lake. The advent of Storm Lake Brolinska into this world was attended by more auspicious circumstances than the fates usually accord to humanity at the threshold of life. The western-bound trains, with several hundred passengers, were snow-bound at Storm Lake, lowa, a village on the line of the Illinois Cen tral railroad, eighty miles east of Sioux City. The hotels of the place, as well as the private residences, were soon crowded by the beleagured passengers. On one train was a car of Mennonites ou their way to join their countrymen in Dakota. They refused to leave their car, and next morning it was ascertained that Mrs. Brolinska had become a moth er. The report of the occurrence hav ing become generally known, steps were at once taken to welcome the little stranger. The mayor called a meeting of the council, whioh declared the day a public holiday ; and voted the hospi talities of the city to the baby and its mother. A procession was soon parad ing the streets, and the mother and baby were carried in triumph to the city hall, where speeches were made by the mayor, Judge Kidder, delegate to con gress from Dakota, and several promi nent citizens. The announcement was then made that a five-acre plat of ground was to be given to the baby, who was christened by a popular vote Storm Lake Brolinska. The procession then reformed and escorted Master Brolinska to the station, and the train moved on amid the firing of cannon and the ring ing of bells. It is said an article by John C. Gal ton, on the song of fishes, that fifty two out of more than 3,000 species of fishes are known to produce sounds, and that many of them emit musical sounds. Anothkh half million of Tweed’s property Jhas been attached in West chester county, New York. VOL. 16-NO. IS. SAYINQS ASB OLNS. Brain* Tisste— There ia a party, fat and stout, A" any Turk on Bosohorns. Who at our dinner-table sit". And ne’er his babble intermits, But prates of mush and wheaten grits Aud “ mean amount of phosphorus. '' He alwavs airs his favorite theme, Nor cares a pennv’a toss for ns. But rails at beef with “ Pooh!" and “ Pish !” And calls for cod and other flsh. Hoping to gain—hie dearest wish— “ The mean amount of phosphorus.’’ Oh ! that he’d change his boarding place— 'Twould surely be no loss for us— Bnt there’s one consolation vet. Hie star, ascendant, soon will set: Some time hell die, and then he’ll get His “mean amonni of phosphorus. ’’ Mark Twun denies that his Gilded Age was a failure. He says it gave a floor, worthy bookbinder a job. Thk latest eastern slang with which to oobp down on a long-tongued bore is : “ Write the rest down on a pieoe of paper, and we’ll read it Sunday.” A member of the North Carolina leg islature. in discussing a bill, asked: “Mr. Speaker, are we men or jack rssee?” Several North Carolina pa l*ers are unable to take sides. A woman in Switzerland was recently named to a man in America by proxy. This looks as if it. might prove to be the first step toward a system of happy marriages. The proxv experiment should have a fall and fair trial. A significant fact is the statement that a firm in Wales tendered to supply an English railway with 20,000 tons of rails at a price which would not have given them any profit, and yet the con tract was gained by a firm in Belgium at 20 shillings per ton less than the Welsh offer. Dry times in Michigan. The artesian well at Arian has reached a depth of 1.000 feet, and there is still no water. Only the fact that, the well at Fort Wayne, Ind., is 1,500 feet deeper and j ust as dry keeps the originators of the Michigan enterprise from seeking the seclusion offered by the farthest west. Thk New York saloons pay half a mil lion dollars a year to the city, and take in fifty-one millions in the same time. The city officials and the grave-diggers v?ear good clothes and smile sarcasti cally when the strides of temperance are referred to in their presence. What shall be done with an Indian who kills another Indian, there being no law for the punishment of that crime, is a painful iuquirv made by the Christian commission. The New York Herald answers. “Give him a gnn, a quart of whiskv, a string of beads, and $5.” Afrofos to the notion of putting clocks in all the principal streets of Paris, all combined electrically to give r uniform hoar, the Figaro says : “This is the last work of progress, and Paris, as usual, is in advance of all cities.” But Brussels had this piece of progress ten years ago, and copied it from old lashioned Ghent. The women of a Colorado’town got up a suffrage meeting the other day, no men being admitted. No business of importance was transacted, however, l>ecause some invisible miscreant let down a live rat through the skylight, sid. amid shrieks and Hcreams, the as semblage suddenly adjonrned. A maratime novelty has arrived in New York in the shape of a steamer of 1,380 tons from Gothenburg, in Sweden, called the Bjfrost (Rainbow). She is built of the best, Swedish charooal-made iron, and the ribs and beams are steel. Her furnaces onlv consume fifteen tons of coal a day. She is brig-rigged with five bulkheads and two decks. M. Loroertl. of the French Assem blv, has excited the French apotheca ries. He says they sell for twenty-five cents a medicine which costs them about a cent and a half; but they say the medicine costs them at least twioe as much, that is three cents, and they seem to consider it an outrage that any one shonld thus question their right to a profit of 800 per oent. The removal of foreign substanoes from the ear may be often aceomplish fd by doubling a horses hair in the form of a loop, and. planing the patient upon the side, passing the loop into the ear as far as it will go, then turning it gently. The substance will generally come out in the loop after one or two withdrawals. The application will do no damage if the hair be carefully used. Two thousand years from this year, when the oompiler of ancient poetry stumbles upon these mysterious lines, which are now going the newspaper rounds, he will wonder what they could jjossibly have meant: I hold a hand at “ draw,” And thinking it worth while, I “blinded” half mv pile: And with triumphant smile, He “ saw.” I drew one card—’twas red; The other four were spade*. Straightway that fellow w&dee For me with three old maids— “Nnff ced.” “Rich blue velvet with garniture of the finest Russian sable, satin petticoat trimmed with bands of diamonds and large diamond tassels, and trains of velvet. ” That was what the duchess of Edinburgh wore at a royal drawing oom in which she made her finest ap pearance. Note the use of the terms “bands of diamonds” and “large dia mond tassels,” and then imagine the magnificence of the display. An Indianapolis detective, being iiworn, deposes and says: “Pearl chinned me to fake this honse-work; this was not at the Sheenys. He told me a cheese it on the Sheeny, as he had riven him away. I then asked him what kick-up he and the Sheeny had, as my mob had split on me and left me without a flnneff.” What a great Cali fornia poet that man would be if he had a chance. M. D. Conway tells of a lady in one of the manufacturing towns of Great Britain who recently had her attention attracted to the window of a milliner’s shop by a beantiful and very ex pensive French bonnet, and she in quired the price; she was told it was sold. “Oh, I had no idea of buying such an expensive bonnet,” said the lady, upon which the milliner said, “It is a joint stock bonnet—that is, it be longs to three factory girls, who wear it fnma rr Sunday.” Hebe are your personal statistics : Bismarck will be 61 in April, and Yon Moltke 75 in October of this year; Gortsohakoff was born in 1798; M. Thiers can boast of 78 years if he lives until next April, with no faculty dimmed by age. On the 22d of the present month Emperor William of Germany will have seen 78 years. The ages of the two great statesmen of England are lespectively as follows : Disraeli 70 next December, and Gladstone 66 dur ing the same month. Victor Hugo en tered his 73d year several days ago.