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Who favor feetariokion shall have wiitteuor , printed on their itickete^ 1 For Restriction; “ TSf STANDARD AND EXPRESS. W. Edt,ors a “ d Proprietors. T(IK WHIIK LII.V. Tlip roH' Is ths queen of the garden and grove, And dea-ly its beauty ands wet truss I Jove; But wbat ran for once with the lily compare— i he grac'fal-formed lily, so modeet and fair ? Sweet emblem Qf purity, spotless white. ' nh shyly-bent head on the s‘em hanging light, [tow love y art thou among the violets bine, Tuy gentle eyes bathed in the clear motning dew 'i'll spread thy soft leaves to the summer suh’s ray; Fur fl wer. can such beauty as thine e’er decay ? Thy white and green glory doth ever forth shine j. tli* pra’so of thy bountiful Maker divine. , bloom. h y.fair, in noon’s radiant light, T a fold thy pale leaves when the sun sinks night, Ai l >1 '--drops are fal’ing and sparkling on tl ee Win n the moon spreads her sliver wings ovfi tM sea! \v ’i I'm laid in the dust, though never a sit l c Mark tie spat where I slumber, unwept tua ir known,. . Am mg the long grass that above me shall wave May a pure, modest lily bend over my grave ! Oh ' fairer thru lilies pure le‘ me be dressed, That my spirit may walk in the groves of the blest In the garden above aU beauteous and fair, For the Lily Divine of the Valley blooms there ■ ■ . 'J...' "" TBI. JOSIE’S WEDDING GIFT. CHAPTER T. “ And so T am to understand that yon positively refuse to give up that young fortune-hunter, Majpiaduke Marly ?” “ T do positively refuse.” “ Even after the bankruptcy which has reduced him to beggary, you still wish to fulfill y*>ur engagement ?” “ Most certainly.” “Then hear me”—and Captain Wyclderly—a retired naval officer in the United States service—dashed his stout caue upon the floor with an em phasis that made the glasses and de canters jingle—“ and mark what I sav ! If yon persist in such obstinate dis obedience to my wishes, by Jove I’ll disinherit you. The day that you be come his wife will find you homeless and penniless. And you may both sweep the crossings for a living, for all I care, for I’ll never help you to a penny.” -Tosie’s cheeks burned scarlet. “And T say,” she retorted, her blue eves ah aflame with honest indignation, “that no consideration of broad acres or bank-stock, or even the commands fa father”—here she choked down a rising sob—“can tempt Josie Wycherly to break her word.” “TliiDk,” said her father, “of the homes where grim Want sits day after day beside the hearth stone, where children with pinched features and hollow eyes beg vainly for the food which is denied them ; and yet you de liberately choose such a fate as this ! ” .Tosie’s heart quailed a little, for, like all refined women, she loved the •ase and luxury which wealth could purchase, and which she all her life had enjoyed. But she loved Marma dnke ami her own honor more. “ We plighted our troth with youth ful consent and approval,” she argued. “If he has been unfortunate, it is plainly my duty to cling to and com fort him. I have given my sacred promise, and shall keep it.” And her father, recognizing the Wycherly obstinacy knew that further remonstrance was useless. But being by nature despotic, and expecting to re ocoive at home the same implicit obedi ence he had exacted on board a man-of war, he raved and swore and scolded so continually at being balked in his plans, that poor Josie was glad to yield to her lover’s entreaties, and become his wife, to escape pesecution at home. Bo one morning they quietly walked to the nearest church, and in the pres ence of a few friends, to whom they had confided the oircumstance, Josie Wych erly was, by a few brief sentences, transformed into Mrs. Marly. Scarcely had the bridal party left the churoh when they were confronted by Captain Wycherly, his stout cane coming down emphatically at every step, his eyes blazmg with wrath. ‘‘So you have been hatching your mutiny neder my very roo f , and have outwitted the old man at last! ” he ex claimed, glaring on the trembling bride, who stood surrounded by her fear stricken friends. “ Hope you’ll find smooth sailing with your pretty craft, yonng man ; for by the heathen gods, you’ll never see the color of old Mark Wycherly’B money. I’ll disinherit the ungrateful girl this very day ! ” And he meant to be as good as his word ; for he walked straight from the church to the law office ot Hunt & Ketchum, and astonished the senior of that firm by requesting them to draw up anew will, leaving all his effects, real and personal, to the Seamen’s Charitable Fund, and striking out the name of his daughter Josephine from that important document altogether. “But, my dear sir, it is impossible to execute the provisions of snob a docu ment,” replied the bland and smiling Mr. Hunt. “Such a will would be illegal, and consequently worthless.” “Confound it!” said the irate old sea-dog; “do you mean to tell me that a man can not sail his own craft in any waters he chooses ?” And after several stormy interruptions, the 'awyer at last made it clear to his wrathful client that, in order to be legal, the will must contain the name of Miss Josephine as legatee, be the sum ever so small. “Very well, since it must be so,” re plied Captain Wycherly; and he bent bis shaggy head to the reading of the doenment that conveyed railroad shares, bank stock, and far ring lands, amount ing in all to half a million of dollars, to the aforesaid charitable fund, an! left to his daughter, “Mrs. Josephine Marly, the snm of two dollars, to bny a stool of repentance, whereon she could sit and reflect upon the ingratitude of her conduct to an indulgent father.” “And you may add,” said the old man, with a grim smile, “the Wycherly homestead to her portion also.” “The Wycherly homestead?”repeated Mr. Hunt. “I can not say that I ever heard of it before.” “Ha ! b.a !” roared Captain Wycherly, who relished a joke now and then, “I dare say you never did—ha, ha ! Ten in all, and the most ba*ren, unpro ductive Roil conceivable—covered with rocks and stones, and watered by the blackest, dirtiest stream that ever ran, with a few gnarled and moss-grown a Pplo trees, shading a log hut in their fa'-dst such is the birthplace of all the dead and gone Wycherlys for genera tions past- a magnificent place—ha, ha! * -r, stay; instead of putting it in the w ill, suo, ose you make out a deed of the place, and present it to Mrs. Joseph llie Marly, as a wedding gift from her affectionate father, on condition that she and her husband spend the honeymoon there. I’ve heard that my gentleman was something of an amateur artist, and he cannot fail to admire the scenery.” And with this parting joke the Captain went his way. Bo that evening Mrs Josie Marly, sit hng by her husband’s side, in their hodt ings, was surprised with a package ci paper from the office of Hunt. & Ketehum, setting forth the above eondi ns and indorsing the deed to the •V yearly homestead. “ We will go, won’t we, dear ’Duke !” whispered Josie, her Ted lips quivering, aud a tear or two glittering on the silken brow lashes that shaded her sweet blue eyes. “ I think we’d better go, dear ; not for the land, which it appears is worthless enough; but it is papa’s request, and, perhaps—it’s the last that he ever will make !” and here she broke down in a tempest of sobs and tears. For though she had willfully dis obeyed him, yet, next to her husband, Josie loved the stern, tyrannical old man whom she called father. chapter n. Captain Wycharly was ill. Servants went to and fro through the elegant rooms, trying in vain to satisfy the capricious whims of the childish old man, who, now that his fit of passion was over, longed daily and hourly for the presence of his child—his darling Josie. But his stubborn pride was not yet humbled to seek 1 her; and so the weary days went by, and he heard no tidings of his daughter, whose face he had not seen since the morning of her wedding day. At last, .when golden dandelions and delicate anemones began to write the sweet promises of spring all over field and wood, infusing a warmer tint into the golden sunshine, Captain Wycherly could sit at his chamber window and look out on familiar scenes. “ What house is that?” he asked of John, the servant, pointing to an elegant brown stone mansion, of palatial dimen sions, which occupied the place formerly dedicated to a row of cottages. “That, sir?” said garrulous John; “ way, that’s the new house built by a foreign gentleman, who took a fancy to the place, sir—and paid a good round sum for it, too. Why, they say there’s no end to his money ; and he has a title besides—lord or duke something, sir, whatever it maybe. Perhaps you’ve seen ’em, sir ? ” And John, who regarded his master as a sort of traveled paragon, to whom nothing foreign would be at all un familiar, from the royal duke to a Ben gal tiger, looked up for a reply. “Yes, John, I’ve seen ’em; and I can’t say they look much different from other people, except a trifle uglier, per haps ” “ Oh, sir, not any better than other people ! and she—the * duchess,” I mean—sending you all that uice wine when you were ill ? Yes, and the nose gays, and—” “ Stop, John ; what do you mean?” “ Why, sir, when they first came, the lady heard that you wer6 ill, and she sent over a bottle of rare wine, with her compliments ; and every day since then she has sent a servant to make inquiries about you, sir; and always a bouquet of choice flowers for your sick-room— not that you ever noticed ’em, sir, more than if they had been chips, sir,” said John, with some disgust; “and so I told the man that brought ’em, but they same every day just the same.” “And why,’' said his gniff master, touched more than he would have chosen to confess by these attentions from a stranger—“why should this foreign lady do all this for a rough old man like me ? ” “ Perhaps this will tell you, sir,” And John drew from his pocket a dainty little note, “It came this morning.” Captain Wycherly opened it, and read as follows : “Dear Sir—l hear that you are a lonely old man, without kith or kin to cheer \ our soli tude. Though in all this wild world there is no one to call me daughter, yet I remember when I enjoyed the fond protection of one who was the dearest and most iudulgeut of fathers. I have only done for you what I would wish another to do for him, if he was ill and lonely like yourself. I hope that yon will allow mo to cadi some time to cheer and amdae you. Your Neighbor ” “ Heaven bless her !” said the old man, with tears in his stern eyes ; the rugged lines in his face softening as he read—“ Heaven bless her foe her kind ness to a lonely old man. John—” But John had disappeared. A moment after he opened the door, and called out in astage whisper : “Oh, master, she’s coming—in a silk fib for an empress, and with jewels shining in her hair. Oh, master—” But this rhapsody was cut short by the entrance of the lady herself, who, with her silken robes trailing on the floor, crossed the room, and stood by the captain’s chair. “ Madame—,” he began, but stopped in confusioD. Was it a dream, or was it Josie who stood before him, her arms around his neck, her cheek pressed to his, and amid sobs and broken exclamations, telling him again and again her joy at this meeting? It was too much. The captain’s resentment melted away, dissolved in the tears which fell upon the face of his darling as he pressed her in a close em brace. “ But what does this mean !” he said when he made her sit opposite, where he could gladden his eyes with the sight of her fresh, sweet face. “ Where did these oome from, Josie?” And he touched the glittering jewels that shone amid tier sunny braids. “Why, don’t you know, father? Ts it possible yon have not neard ? When you gave your Josie the Wycherly homestead, you gave the richest of your possess ons, though you, nor none of us, knew it then. Yes,” she contin ued, not noticing her father’s question ing look, “the black and sluggish stream that watered the. Wycherly farm developed a source of wealth richer than all the gold placers of Cali fornia. Onr petroleum oil-wells have enriched us beyond our wildest dreams; and to-day, Duke and I count our wealth by hundreds of thousands. Bat we do not forget,” she added, with a mischievous smile, “ that we owe it all to you, dear father. ” Perhaps nc protestation, couched in the most eloquent terms, would have shown the change in Tlaptain Wycherly as did the simple sentence he uttered in reply. “I confess myself beaten,” he said; “and I thank Heaven for it. Hence forth one roof shall shelter us, and we will never be parted again until the old man launches his craft for the last great voyage.” Ohio dogs killed and maimed over 70,000 sheep in that state dnring the year 1874 This entailed a loss of $156,000 on the sheep growers, and such is the antipathy to dogs that a bill has been introduced into the Ohio legislature, applying the principle of the Adair liquor law to them, which makes the owner of the dog respon sible for the damage done to sheep. The good effects of the artificial hatching of fish is shown by the fact that shad have been at a discount in the New York markets, owing to the immense hauls lately made in the north river. One day a single ntt set near Weehawken was emptied of 630 fish, and the aggregate number of shad ex posed for'sale that day was estimated at 30,000. ukQrkt. If I hsd known. O loyal heart. When, hand to hand, we-said farewell, How for all time our ptbs would part. What shadow o’er our friendship fell, I should have clasped your hand so close Io the warm pressure of my own, That memory still would keep its grasp, If I had known. If I had kaown, when, far and wide, We loitered through the summer land, What Presence wandered by our side, And o'er you stre'ched its awful hand, I should have husted my careless speech, To listen, dear, to every tone That from your lips fell low and sweet, If I had known. If t had known, when your kind eyes Met mine ia parting, true and sad— Eyes gravely tender, gently wise, And earnest, rather, more tllau glad— How rdon the, lids would lie above, As Cold and white as sculptured stone, I should have treasured every glance, If 1 had known. If I had known how, from the strife Of fears, hope?, passions, here below, Unto a purer, higher life That you were called, O friend, te go, I should have stayed my foolish tears, And hushed each idle* sigh aud moan, To bid you a last, long God-speed, If I had known. If I had known to what strange place, Wifiat mystic distant, silent shore, Von calmly turned ydur steadfast face What time your footsteps left my door, I should have forged a golden link To bind the heart so constant grown, And keep it constant ever there, If I had known. If I had known that, until Death Shall with his finger touch my brow. And still the quickening of the breath That stirs with life’s full meaning now, So long my feet mus- tread the way Of our accustomed paths alone, I should have priz- and your presence more, If I had known. If T had known how soon for yon Drew near the ending of the fight, And on your vision fair and new, E ernal peace dawned into sigtit, I should have begged, as love’s last gift, That you, before God’s great white throne, Would pray for your poor friend on earth, If I had known. Christian Reid. The Living Room. BY CLARENCE COOK. Let ns begin with the frank aban donment of any formal parlor, bat, taking the largest and pleasantest and most accessible room in the house, let us give it up to the wife and children in the daytime, and to the meeting of the whole family when evening comes. There is not much need at the present time to emphasize this suggestion, for it is one which experience and necessity have already made to a good many people; and now that the problem, “How to get ad welling at a rent within moderate means” is being solved by the increase of “flats” and apartment houses, the “parlor” must ba given up, there being no provision made for it in the common plans. But it is by no means my notion that the living-room should be a homely, matter-of-fact apartment, consecrated to the utilities, while the Muses and Graces are left to kick their heels in the hall. On the contrary, we want in the living-room, for a foundation, that the furniture shall be the best designed and best made that we can afford, and all of it intended to be used and necessary to our com p ort; notan article to be allowed that doesn’t earn its living, and cannot prove its right to b* there. These wants being provided for first, then we will admit the ornament of life—casts, picture-?, engravings, bronzes, book*, chief nourishers in life’s feast; but in the beginning these are to be few, and of the choicest, and the greatest care is to be taken in admitting a new-comer. The room, from the very first, ought to represent the culture of the family,— what is their taste, what feeling they have for art; it should represent them selves, and not other people; and the troublesome fact is, that it will and must represent these, whether its owners would let it or no. If young people, after they have secured the few pieces of furniture that must be had, and made sure that they are what they ought to be, have s;me money left to get a picture, an engraving, or a cast, they ought to go to work to supply this want as seriously as they would the other, which seems the more necessary, bat in reality is not a bit more necessary. I look upon this ideal living-room of mine as an impor tant agent in the education of life ; it will make a great difference to the chil dren who grow up in it, and to all whose experience is associated with it, whether it be a beautiful and cheerful room, or only a homely and bare one, or a merely formal and conventional one. The relation of these things to education is all that gives any dignity or poetry to the subject, or makes it allowable for a reasonable man to give much thought to it. But it has a real vital relation to life, and plays an im portant part in education, and deserves to be thought about a great deal more than it is. It is therefore no trifling matter whether we hang poor pictures on our walls or good ones, whether we select a fine cast or a second-rate one. We might almost as well say it makes no difference whether the people we live with are first-rate or second-rate.— boribner. Italian Mesmerists. Charles Warren Stoddard writes to the San Francisco Chronicle from Flor ence : We had a little adventure, my comrade and I, under the very shadow of the Pitti palace, this morning. Hear ing the sharp notes of a trumpet we turned and found a young fellow, of about five-and-twenty, I should say, gathering an audience in the bare space before the palace. His companion, a lad of fifteen, or thereabout, was sitting on a camp stool patiently and humbly awaiting his fate. While the crowd was rapidly collecting—aDy one can attract a score or two of people at a moment’s notice in Italy—two policemen strolled by. The trumpeter hid his instrument nuder his coat, and the policemen suf fered the performance to go on without further interruption. The elder boy, with his long, thin lips, his bright, nervous eye, and his engaging smile, began a brief lecture on mesmerism. In the midst of it, still talking glibly, and addressing himself first to this one and then to someone on the opposite side of the circle that had been formed three deep around him, he held the attention of all, and with a very few passes over the head of the younger boy put him into a deep sleep. The young fellow was as quiet as a lamb; he seemed to have no will of his own ; he gave way almost immediately tq the su perior will-power of his companion. The experiments began at once. W'e were asked our names, and though we whis pered them in the ear of the mesmerist, thalyouug fellow, who was seated at some distance from us and quite out of hearing, gave them distinctly when called for. Moreover, though be was blindfolded and though we stood be hind others in Hie crowd, so that for a moment he was invisible to us, he knew whether the mesmerist was touching our shoulders or the shoulder of some one else near us. We threw dice on a plate, and having reckoned the sum of the numbers that were uppermost, he told them infallibly, though we were CARTERS VILLE, GEORGIA, THURSDAY, JUNE 10, 1875. the only ones who knew them ; even the mesmerist was not permitted to see them. I have seen a man and woman in Naples, and again in Venice, who did all manner of marvellous thing! in the same lice; and in Borne there was a girl of fifteen who went from street to street mesmerizing her little brother, who was but eight years of age, and the feats they performed were certainly startling. A Negro Layman's Praffer. Alexander Clark gives in his Meth odist Recorder a graphic description of “A Sabbath in Richmon 1,” and an account of his visit to the First African Baptist church, in that city. We take from it this specimen of characteristic natural eloquence : A layman being called upon to pray, led this part of the service in a fervent appeal to God, a plea at once eloquent in smile and musical in utterance. It was a pictured petition, vivid to tqe eye and pleasant to the ear. With a voice of elevated key, the pleader re counted the mercies of God, and sought blessings from above. It may have been indecorous in us, but the prayer was unique, so like a chant, a dream, and yet so like a converse with the listening God, that we ventured to note down a few passages, while no less sharing the devotional spirit of the hour and place, [The words spaced were prolonged aud circnmflexed in a higher key, as if the words of a song, while the inter vening words were uttered with a rapid ity almost beyond the apprehension ; , the final words of each sentence being pronounoed in a low voice and with the falling inflection.! “Oh! Lord, our blessed Father of Love, thou k-n-o-w s the ’dition of the worl’. Thou knows the p o-r-e mis’abl’ sinner despin’ dy grace who turned his back upon dy call. Thou sees his footsteps in the w i-1 derness, and you sees de bloomin’ roses grpwn’ all ’round de thorns de debil’s a sharpen’n for his feet. In this dark way of sin and death, while de loud thunders of dy wrath r-o-1-1 in majes’ in his ears, and de b-l-a-z-e of dy fury flash in sudden fore his eyes, oh s-e-n-d your broodin’ spirit like a dove thro’ de storm an’ speak peaoe to his wretched soul ’fore ’tis e-v-e-r-lasvin’ to late ! Show him de slippery rocks and de miry clay. Make him see dat Satan follows fas’ trippin’ at his heels, and hell yawns open to catch him when he falls, Oh! ’rest him by de mighty p o-w-e-r of dy grace. Pour down yonr mercy like rain from de summer clouds. Make him open his blind eyes to see de b-e-a-u-t-y of dy holiness a-shinin’ in de face of yonr beloved Son like de rambow when de storm done gone and passed away. “ Oh, thou great King of Glory who rides in de gol’n chariot in de New Jeruselem, above de sun, I ’seech an’ p-r-a-v you drive dy white horses down dis way; and when de h-o-o-f-s of de horses strikes dis lower worl’ and de dashin’ wheels come in our sight, stop dy chariot at Washington city, and ’light in loving kindness at de door of dy servant, de President Grant, an’ tell him ’xactly wl&t to do. Soun’ de meanin’ of your will into de C-o-n --g-r e 8-s halls, an’ tell de great men ’thout their own axin’ how to serve dare country bes'. Purge de hearts of de senatoie and ’sentatives from de love of sin, an’ 1 e-a-d dare stumblin’ steps from the snares of hell. Help them to ’member dy servants in every s-o-r --r-o-w and temptation, as Jesus ’mem bers them. Thin out the ’sire of honor aud the love of salary from their s-o-u-l-s like suckers out’n corn ; and may your name be above every name, aud d-y kingdom come into the high plaoes and de low like the light of mornin’ comes to de hills an’ de valleys de same. Af’r leavin’ Washington city, an’ takin’ dy time, drive your chariot down over de fields and reign up dy h-o-r-s-e-s of fire at the capital of Old Yirgin’y. ’Light out at de Governor’s door, and go into his house an’ tell him what t’ings he ought to say, an’ show him what things he ought to do, like a f-a-t-h-e-r who ’stracts his own chile.” A Lesson to Druggists. The clerk of a druggist in New Or leans recently sold spirits of camphor for camphor water. It was adminis tered to a patient and produced death. A suit was brought against the drug gist for damages, and it has just been disposed of by the supreme court of Louisiana, which held that the defend ant was primarily liable, and also liable for the acts of his clerk in the regular discharge of his business. The conrt declared that the law does not place a community iu the position of being poisoned by mistakes, with no one to be held responsible therefor. If it was the master who did the wrong he is re sponsible. If it was his servant who did it, he is still responsible, for the master is responsible for the act3 of his servant when done in the course of his usual employment. Such decisions as these are necessary to keep the dis pensers of poisonous drugs and com pounds up to a proper degree of watch fulness. In all cities there is far too much carelessness displayed in relation to this matter. In some cases incom petent assistants are put in position in drug stores on the principle of econo my. A few hundred dollars are saved each year on the salary of clerks, and the proprietors take the chances. In other instanoes clerks are suffered to get into careless habits, and in this manner mistakes occur of a fatal char acter. But when the druggists are held to a strict and rigid accountability, not only for their own mistakes bat for Thyse of their assistants and clerks, there will be fewer mistakes and fewer deaths from the dispensing of improper drugs. Improvements in Egypt.— ln Egypt, a very hot oountry, the viceroy is en deavoring to introduce the plants and shrubs of colder climates. He is above all fond of resinous trees, and has had several cargoes sent to him, Scotch pines, Austrian blacks, and other cone bearers, together with araucarias, and excelsa. He has also had apple trees transported from Europe. The pasha has laid out some grounds not far from the sea and facing the north, and has sarrounded them with high walls des tined to shelter the western plauts from the rays of the midday sun and from the hot and sandy breezes. Long alleys of these products of the north have been planted, and the result is now awaited. Down to this time some chestnuts which were introduced look well, and the apple-trees are flourish ing. They sell tickets for a spelling-match in San Francisco, and when the guests are congregated two game roosters are put, in the pit and allowed to spell at each other as long as they please. How Jetties are Made. The work of const me ;ing jetties is much simpler than most people sup pose. The general idea wis that it would take a very long time to improve the mouth of the Mississippi by this means, but the contractors are confi dent that it will require but a few months to demonstrate the practica bility of the work, and to obtain de cided results in the way of a deeper channel. Parts of the work, such as terminal piers, etc., may require some time for completion, but it is an en couraging feature of the plan that the main object, a reliable outlet, will be achieved, if at f 11, in a moeh shorter time than by any other system. That being secured, so that Vessels Can pass in and out, the finishing touches may be put on at leisure and. without ob structing commerce. The manner of constructing jetties is among the simplest af all engineer ing works. The materials and plan at the South Pass will be very nearly the same as those used in the river Naas, in Holland. The materials will be willows and stone, with scarcely any thing else. The willows are bound in long bundles, nine to twelve inches in diameter, and those are called fascines. Other material than willows could be used, provided the branches are long, slender and tough, with few leaves and no lateral branches. They must pack close together and not jet be rigid Of these fascines, large rafts or mat tresses are constructed at the place where the twigs are cut, and floated down to the mouth. After being towed to the spot where they are to be used, they are loaded with broken stone and sunk. The lower raft or mattress must of eourse lie the widest, each succeeding layer qarrowing to ward the top. The work will thus be composed of alternate strata of fascines and stone. The sides of the work thus formed would be a series of steps, but these will be covered aid the incline made uniform by broken stone or rip rap dumped in. To be short, jetties are nothing more nor lens than levees raised to confine the channel; the only difference is that being under water they must be of such materials as will witnstand the wash of the water. The work will nearly all be ia very shallow water, and out of the channel, and the sinking of a mattress of fascines in such a place is a very simple affair. Sinking these rafts and dumping stoue in shallow water along a line of guitling piles is about all there is of the prac tical engineering problem. The mag nitude of the work consists in the im mense quantities of materials to be used and the distance they must be transported. A Brass-Tipped Agent. He drove his team close up to the fence, got down and i:appda on the door. The widow Gilkens opened it, when he said: “ Mrs Gilkens, lam cognizant of the circumstances by which you are at present snrrounded, left, as you are to trudge down the journey of life through a cold and heartless world—no longe r sustained and encouraged by the noble one to whom yon gave the treasures of your heart’s affection, and bowed down by the manifold cares and responsibilities in cidental to the rearing of eight small children on forty acres of sub-carbon iferous limestone land ; yet, Mrs. .Gil kens, you are aware that the season is now approaching when dark, dismal, dangerous clouds at frequent intervals span the canopy of heaven ; and when zigzag streaks of electricity dart prom iscuously hither and thither, rendering this habitation unsafe for yourself and those dear little ones; hence, therefore, let me sell you a copper wire, silver tinned and highly magnetic lightning rod.” The woman staggered back a few paces and yelled : “ Narcis, unfasten old Crouch ! ’ In another instant a pavage bulldog came darting around the corner of the house, with bristles up, thirsting for gore. The dog had already mangled a machine agent and a patent soap man, and was held in great esteem by the better class of citizens for his courage and service; but when his eye met the hard, penetrating gaze of Mr. Parsons, his chops fell, and he slnnk off and hid in the currant bushes. Then the man said: “My dear ladv, you seem to be a little excited. Now, if yon will allow me te explain the probable inestimable—” “ Dem ye, I know something that will start ye,” said Mrs. Gilkens, as she reached under some bed clothing and brought forth a horse pistol; but, owing to the shattered condition of her nerves, her aim was unsteady, and the charge of buckshot missed, save where a few scattered ones struck his cheek and bounced off. A hard, metallic smile spread over his countenance as be leaned his shoulder against the door frame, and again commenced : “My dear madame, such spasmodic mani festations of yonr disinclination to make a judicious investment of a few paltry dollars—” “Hi—eo! ” shriekel the widow, and collapsed into a kind of jerking swoon, and before slie had recovered a highly magnetic lightning rod decorated her humble domicile, and Parsons had the bank note filled out all ready for her signature. Remarkable Surgical Case. At the meeting of the Renssalaer county medical society, held yesterday afternoon, Dr. Hubbell reported a case which goes as far to sh iw the progress being made in the healing art as any thing we have recently aoet with. Next to taking out the lnng?t and cleansing them stands' the operation of cutting into a person’s ehest, and through the wound made washing out the inside. Early in January last a little twin daughter of James Kelly, of the firm of Knowlsen & Kelly, machinists, had in flammation of one lung and since then bad been gradually failing. Dr. Hub belt soon became convinced that an ac cumulation of matter vas taking place in the affected side, w tioh, unless re moved, wonld cause death. Accord ingly, about three weeks ago, with an instrument termed “I be aspirator,” a considerable quantity of puss was re moved, but not nearly all. Tbe nature of the case being more fully revealed, it was determined to make thorough work j an i in a day or two after Dr. Hubbell, assisted by Dr. Wilson, of Troy, and Dr. Hubbard, of Laucing burgh, made a free, bold incision he between the ribs into Ihe cavity of the chest, midway between the heart and the spine, on the left side, and evacu ated about a quart of matter. A donble tube was then inserted into the opening made and by means of a syringe fitted to it. the whole cavity was washed o’*t with a disinfectant solution of just the temperature of the blood. This cleans ing process has been repeated once in a day or two, and as the result of it the little sufferer who was so near death’s door is sitting up, eats well and plays some, and tbe opening will soon be allowed to heal. Only fo'nr cises have yet been reported in this country in which this method of operating was adopted, but it is approved by the highest medical authority and will nn doubtedly be resorted to more fre quently, as it becomes more generally known, us a means of saving life. — Troy Tunes. THE BOSTON EXPLOSION. Startling Scenes and Wonderful Kicll|iea —No explanation of tire tntastrophe except Carbonic Acid Gas. The buildmg, a large, four-story briok structure, was filled with offices, dwell ing-rooms, etc., and the ground floor and basement with the drug-store, and the manufacture of soda-water was a princical branch of business. A large number of persons were in the store, and the streets were crowded, when there came a sudden, blinding flash of light, a cloud of vapory, gaseous smoke, and a dull, heavy shock. At the same instant the building seemed to lift from the ground into the air, and in an in stant to descend into tbe cellar into a chaotic mass of building material- One man, who was drinking soda at the counter, found himself in the middle of the street uninjured ; another, who was passing on Lagrange street, was blown through the shop window of a store opposite, and somewhat cat by the glass. A horse car passing on Wash ington street was lifted from the track and thrown to the opposite side of the street. All the passengers were stunned and thrown into a heap at the bottom of the car, and one of the horses was killed. A hack passing about the same time was blown clear across the street. iW large number of persons who were in the building at the time were carried down among the mass of debris, and probably many are still beneath the ruins. Mrs. Lizzie Compton, a woman apparently fifty years old, was in the third story, and either was thrown or jumped from the window to the sidewalk, striking upon her head, and killing her instantly. Tbe cause of the disaster seems to be a mystery. Mr. Dows and <is olerks deny that any nitro glycerine has been in tbe store, and can’t give the slightest explanation of the affair. Iu the next building a stock of gunpowder was kept, but was safely removed after the ex plosion, and the building is only dam aged to the amount of SSOO. The ruined building was not blown outward, as if by gunpowder, but everything fell in, as is the case when giant powder or nitro glycerine is the explosive element. When the roof fell in over the debris of the demolished building, a port ion of it seemed to remain unbroken. From beneath this section was heard the cries of a man apparently in great distress. One of the firemen was attracted to the place, but the cries ceased a moment after. The fireman in the meantime had got an axe and commenced cutting through to where he thought the unfor tunate man was. While thus engaged his attention was attracted a few feet distant by a board being forced up through the fragment of the roof. Oper ations were then commenced here, and in a few moments the poor fellow was released from his living death. He sus tained a few flesh wounds, but beyond this his injuries were not. serious. He says that he had given up all hope of a rescue until he heard the fireman cut ting through the roof near him. This gave him courage and he resolved upon one more effort, and fortunately it at tracted the attention of a rescuer. A Touching Story. Avery touching and beautiful story comes from the east concerning the Princess Marceline Czartoryska who recently died in Gallicia. Her little grandson fell ill and his life was de spaired of. The Dowager in a sublime prayer asked God to take her life in place of that of her grandson. By a sort of miracle the child was saved ; al most immediately the princess was at tacked by a malady of languor of which it was impossible to ascribe any natural cause. “ It is a debt that I owe to heaven,” she smiled faintly, A few days later, upon, a radiant afternoon, she had her self rolled out in her easy-chair on the lawn, and gave orders to have all the doors and grates of the garden opened so that everybody might enter. When the villagers heard of it they at once left the r tasks. Old men and women, young men and maidens and little chil dren, pressed about the dying princess, who had long been like a mother to them, for she held the old-fashioned notion that the people are the family of the sovereign. Then began a most touching ceremony. The children came first. Drawing the youngest one into her arms, she embraced it, saying, “ Let this kiss fall again upon you ail, my dear friends.” Then she gave to each child a medallion, bearing the evangelical words, “ Love one an other.” After the children came young girls and women. To each of them she gave a little case -containing imple ments of needlework and a chaplet and an image of the Blessed Mary. To the men she gave an ebony cross, and for each gift and recipient she had appro priate words. When she had extended her last present she was so exhausted that her son and daughter-in-law, who stood beside her, wished to have her wheeled back in the house, but she said no. She then begged the people to recite in a loud voice the Dominical orison. Then at a sign from her hand they all knelt, and their voices in fervent tones broke out in the recital of the Lord’s Prayer. As the amen still echoed in the air she felt death invad ing her heart, and, whispering “Mar cel,” the name of her grandson, the ohild was brought, and as he was being carried to her lips her head dropped upon her breast, and withont a sigh she rendered her soul to God. So much for a scene that stems taken from a poem—an ideal state of society that one can hardly reconcile with the present. The Best Shooting on Record.— Major Leach, Captain of tbe Irish Team, before returumg to Europe a year ago, presented a cup to the Ameri can Rifle Clnb to be shot for, under the rules governing the international match. The content took place at Creedmoor, all the members of the first interna tional team engaging in it. At tbe eight hundred yards distance, Fulton made seventy and a like number at nine hundred yards, but fell off to 58 at the 1,000 yards distance. At tbe same distances Col. Bodine made 65, 69 and 71, or a total of 205 out of a pos sible 225, the highest score ever m-ide in this country, beating Fuioon by seven points. Hepburn took third place, making, at the respective ranges, 68, 65, and 58—7 points less than Fnl fcojj’s aggregate. AN AWKUL CATASTROPHE. Burning of a French Catholic Church In month Holyoke, Nlaachuetta-Slxty mix (Ben, Women and Childrem Periah Inthe Flames. One of the most terrible disasters in the history of Massachusetts, oc curred on the 27th inst, in the burning of the French Catholic church at south Holyoke, dnring the evening services, involving the death of sixty-six men, women and children. The exercises had nearly closed, and a vesper servioe was being sung when the draperies on the altar caught fire from a candle, and the wall being low, and the flames streaming np, the building was set on fire. The audience numbered about 700 people. Those in the body of the church escaped, but on the stairway leading from the gallery, human beings were packed in a dense mass, strug gling to reach the floor. As the flames rushed toward them many leaped to the floor beneath, and were trampled to death. The gallery skirted both sides of the building with only one entrance from the front. THE SCENE WAS FEARFUL while it lasted, for it was all over in twenty minutes. Besides sixty-six dead, there are enough fatally wounded to carry the total loss of life up to seventy five. The priest’s house which joined the cbnrch on tho rear, was also burned. The efforts of the priests to keep order were fruitless. t The screams of living and the moans of the dying made a deafening tumult above tbe orders of the pastor, who worked most heroically and was personally instrumental in saving many lives. One family of four were in the church and all were killed. Many were pulled out by the arms and feet so badly burned that they lived but a few hours, the flesh peeling off on being touched. Some were taken out with scarcely any flesh remaining on their hones. The sisters of mercy from the con vent were soon on band, caring for the wounded and holding services over the dying. Those who were too badly burned to recover were put under the effects of morphine and passed away without a struggle. The scenes at the doors are described as terrible. They were blocked with struggling people’ seeking exit outside. The people cleared a way several times, but as often they became blocked up again. The windows were broken open and several escaped that way. A Great Hotel. The great “Palace Hotel of San Francisco is approaching completion, and promises to be the pride of the city. The details of the building show its ex tent and perfectness. All the outer rooms have bay windows, every room has a fireplace and a clothes closet, and to every two rooms there is a bath and toilet room. This makes a total of 348 bay windows and 377 bath rooms. The total number of rooms in the hotel above the garden floor is 755. To reach these rooms there will be four elevators leading to the upper storj, and a fifth for the transportation of baggage. The hotel is entirely fire-proof, but to guard against possible danger there are four artesian wells, and a reservoir with a capacity of 675,000 gallons. A supply of 21,600 feet of hose connects with a fire apparatus upon each floor. Some idea of the elaborate fittings of the hotel may be obtained from the following items from the linen and upholstery bill: 1,325 dozen table napkins: 5,750 yards of damask table-linen; 1,500 yards of fine linen; 120 fine damask table cloths; 15,000 yards of pillow linen; 1,200 quilts, 86 by 89; 6 dozen bath blankets, 4 feet by 7; 20,000 yards of linen sheeting; 1,300 dozen Turkish towels; 5,000 yards of crash towels; 25 dozen tray cloths; 1,800 linen pillow shams; 1,000 yards of Canton flannel; 900 Nottingham lace curtains; 250 pieces of fine plash; 100 pieces of fine satin; 15 bales of ticking. Among tbe article* of furniture are mentioned 1,000 large easy-chairs, 1,000 ladies’ easy-chairs, 600 rocking-chairs, and 850 sofas. More than 75,000 yards of carpeting will be required to cover the rooms. The hotel will be opened about tue Ist of Septem ber. Health and Fashion. The Science of Health says : Not until we deal conscientiously with na ture as we do with tradesmen shall we, a* individuals, be entitled to rewards of merit. We ask for a load of good wood, pay the market price for it, get the worth of our money, and have the satisfaction of warmth from the fire it makes. Suppose the dealer knew we would not pay for it. He would not be likely to give fall measure of the brst quality. The dainty bits of lace, jet ornaments and plnmes, rosebuds and velvets composing a hat are very becom ing to some faces. The dressy hat has a price; it takes money to pay for it. The little lady wishes to look stylish, pays the price, and is satisfied and bappy until the fashion changes. She desires health and elasticity of step, buoyancy of spirit. Could they be purchased at Stewart’s or of Worth, millions of dollars would roll in to the credit of their bank accounts. Alas, poor child of fashion ! gold cannot buy for you the dewy freshness of a vigor ous life. The sunshine and raindrops are gifts. Roses in cheeks, cherries in color of lips, come from within. The price is service, and faithful service, too, under the direction of the most gener ous and most exacting physician. Mother Nature. Her rewards is sure ; her pun ishments certain. There can be no ap peal to a higher court—no amendments to her divinely appointed “constitu tion.” Will you enter a willing stu dent ? Are you willing to measure your life by her rule nd compass and square? “No !” Then there is little hope for you. A Million Dollar Hammer. A German paper informs us that the famous steel works of Frederick Krupp, of Esben, are about to receive a very important addition to their machinery. The largest steam hammer m use at these works, at the present time, is one capable of working a masi of steel 50 tons in weight, and erected at a oost of 8560,000. it is now in contemplation to build anew steam hammer capable of beating up a mass of steel of donble the weight, namely, 100 tons. The new maohine, it is estimated, will cost 81,000,000, and will be the most power ful in the world ; and it may be ex pected that the size and weight o* the German artillery will be enormously increased, as the new steam hammer will permit the working-np of larger masses of metal than, np to the present time, has been thought to be possible by soieatitjo engineers, VOL. 16-NO. 24. sayings and doings. Babe-Mast.— Movs on! more on! great throng of men! Ti e echoes of yonr tramping feet Seem like the ocean surges when On the white sands they break and beat. Move on! move on! Life’s quickened powers Ar and bounding p ulse obey the call Mov eon ! move on! the day is ours, Tc -morrow may the shadows fall. J Tirel, oh, so tired, and fainter grow, Your footfalls to my listening ear; How slow they move, how feebly alow ! Death's shadow is already here. Am editor who is evidently a man of family sagely remarks that a boy who will yell like a Tarter if a drop of water get* on his shirt band when his neck is being washed will crawl through a sewer alter a ball and think nothing of it. Anew vegetable fiber has been dis covered in California. It is obtained from a weed that grows in low, moist earth, and makes height of three to six feet It is exceedingly strong, and the Indians have used it for bow strings. Some one who has been looking over the turf register states that more prizes have been paid to the owners 'of fast horees raised in Kentucky and Tennes see than to the owners of horses in any other two Btates. S'ns has the most alluring eyes, lit tle Grecian nose. She wears the most bew itching guise, and particolored host! Her touch can thrill one strange ly when one clasps her in the da'’oe—at leas-, thev tell me so—but then, I never had the chanoe! Ood Deacon Roberts was worked up to a high state of enthusiasm in a revi val. He was exhorting the u noon vert el to flee from the wrath to come before it was too late, “For,” said he, “the Lord is here now, and He may not be here again in twenty years.” A i the world grows busier, each individual is more and more compelled to look to himself for the sources of his own happiness. He must not ex petct the approbation of his fellow-men and, if he possesses the temperamen, which needs the stimulus of applause, he must fake care to supply it for him self, A South Hull woman applied to Mr, Patterson, the other day, for a position as driver on th street cars. “Canyon handle males ?” asked the gentleman. “ Handle mules, I should remark that I could,” scornfully responded the fair aspirant “I have handled two hus bands, and my third old man is in a better state of discipline than any mule yon ever saw.” The prince of Wales in his tour in India will be dressed like an eastern potentate, in a big turban and baggy trousers, and his equipage will be as magnificent as it can be made. The in tention, of course, is to dazzle the na tives with a spectacular exhibition of their fnture rnler. The cost of this royal show will be about a million dol lars. Hebe is a French lady’s excuse for eloping with M. Achille : “ Had I found in my husband a man like M. Achille, I should not have failed in my duties; but he was nothing—a mere nothing. What would you have me do? My husband would go to his occupation early in the morning ; when he returned he was instantly asleep. Besides, he took snuff to excess, and refused to wear a night-gown.” A pube white salt is now made at Aim?, WabaDsee county, Kansas, at the rate of about five barrels a day. The brine is pumped from a spring seven hundred feet below the surface, and is so strong that the salt crystallizes by simple exposure to the air. It has been analyzed, and found to compare favora bly with Michigan salt, and to oontain no imparity except a snail trace „of lime. Mbs. Abba ham Lincoln has been pronounced insane by a Chicago court on the application dt her eon. It was shown that the eccentricities which she showed immediately after Mr. Lincoln’s assassination have increased until her safety and that of others require that she shall be protected from herself and kindly cared for in an asylum. It is charitable to suppose that her mental unsoundness began while mistress of the White House, and that it accounts for many of her strange performances while there. The growth of Catholics in this coun try is something astonishing. The Catholic Church in the United S ates probably numbers 8,000,000 communi cants. The Catholics occupy 6920 sta tions, chaples and churches ; they have the service of 4873 priests 6 apostolic vioare, 49 bishops, 9 arclibishopß and 1 cardinal. They have 18 theological seminaries, with 1500 students; over 2000 schools of all grades, and more than 3000 asylumns and hospitals. There are among them 7 different or der a of monks and friars, 12 of nuns, 8 different institutions, such as Jesuits and Redemptorists, 12 congregations of priests and brothers and 30 sister hoods. Indian Hoquence Tuesday afternoon the Sionx chiefs called at the Interior Department, in Washington. Tbe Indians were all attired in their feathers, paint and trinkets. The Cheyenne River Indians arrived first and were introduced in tl e order of their rank, Long Horn being fiist. Shortly after Spotted Tail and bis delegation appeared and were in troduced in the order of their rank. Spotted Tail wore his new black silk hat, and when introduced said, “ How art von?” They were soon followed by Led Cloud and the Ogallallas, who were each introduced, shakitg hands with a loud “ How?” Commissioner Smith gave them a short speech in welcome. After a pause Red Cloud arose, and, advancing to Commissioner Smith and shaking hands, said: “ When I speak I always call on the Great Spirit to hear me, becanse, I tell the truth. The white man tell me lies, and I became so troubled I wanted to come to Washington and see the Great Father himself and talk with him. That is why I have oome to see you.” Heie he took his seat. A moment late? he rose again and said : “ When I spoke of white men telling me lies I did not mean the white teen present.” (Laughter, in which tome of the chiefs joined). 1 Spoiled Tail oame up smiling, and shaking hands, said: “ I am glad to see yon, and if yon can do any thing to help me to-day I want you to do it, and we will help each other. I haven’t got much to say to-tuiy. I have brought my own in terpreters, and I want you to hear what they have got to say. '(How \ how 1) L have one friend in Washington ; he treated me good when I was here be fore and I want to go to him again. ” The interpreter explained that he meant the Washington House, where h# stopped ob ft previous visit.