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VOLUME VI.
BCHOdL-DAY!&
Onoe mote by nddlttlt and meadow sidd
The merry bell* are ringing;
Once more by vale and river wide
The fchool-room doors are flinging!
forgetting books with perisive lodkaj
And slated come forth from cover,
For hand in hand to lesson-laud
Go little Use and loveF.
\Vllat niced df blisS were ours, my friend,
If we, like these, were able
Our cares and discontents to spend
In vanquishing ft table—
J( we could be so light add ftCd
Amid our garneted pleasuies,
Aft those who swetit the tale repeat
Of runic weights add measures!
Ah! children dear, our later drtfra
Have brought us wise aniioiuting;
We see iu all your sunuy ways
The Father’s kiud appointing.
Yottr morning bell Is ours as well—*
We go to school to duty,
Whose brow severe from year to year
Wears fadeless wreaths of beauty.
MISCELLANY.
LIZA.
BY E. M. UK JAItNETTE.
Did you ever know'a “Charley” who
was not nice and clear-eyed (eyes gen
erally blue) and altogether pleasant?
I remember me of a “Doctor Charlie, n
that all the girls went wild about, and
all the young maidens who read this
story can remember them, 1 will ven
ture to say, of at least half a dozen
like Charley Benton, lie was a young
man whom it would not be safe to
leave aloue with his own grancl-motb
er, had there been no other ear into
wiicli to pour sweet nothings.
To Liza I)( ai/s utter consternation
be came alone, in response to an invi
tation to her old school-mate, Nellie
[teuton, to “come with her brother and
pay them a visit." ‘•‘Them,’’ meaning
herself and brother, William Dean,
with whom she, Liza, lived and kept
house.
Liza remembered Charley as a
schoolboy, so lively and good-looking
that all the schoolgirls made a pet of
him.
‘Nellie was off on a long visit Miss
Liza/ said Charley, ‘and the house was
s lonesome as a funeral, and I was on
ly too glad of an opportunity of renew
ing the friendship of Maug syne/*
Truly, Liza did not feel at all ac.
quainted, for Charley had lengthened
*nd stoutened, had side-whiskers and
& moustache, and in fact, was no
more 'a boy’ than her own brother
William.
Handsome, very handsome ; and be
evidently thought so himself, for he
Wore his hair long, and parted m the
middle—a style which is not adopted
h>’ o*en who form modest estimates of
themselves. In every respect he was
a complete contrast to her lover, Sam
uel Eagle, who had
Hands and feet of wondrous size,
Mud-coloied hair and dubious eyes,
in that quiet, remote
house, what was to be done with this
Hshionably dressed, dainty requi
site?
W hen William Dean politely show
cd him over the farm, and paused be*-
lure the twin calves, so exaotly alike
as to require a inicr 'scope ot “double
hextra” power to discern the difference,
he showed an utter want of apprecia
tion. The remarkable bunches of wheat
hanging in the hall, aud stalks of corn,
resembling that ot Pharaoh's famous
dream, inasmuch as there were seven
ears upon one stalk, failed to make the
■lightest impression, lie did not know
whether turnips grew on vines or on
hushes, and worse still,did not care a
button about them, anyhow. William
could not repress disgust at this cuN
pable ignorance, and in view of having
the prospect of his society for several
Weeks ahead, almost regretted his ill
timed hospitality.
Liza, herself, felt as if she had ‘drawn
the elephant.’ Not that the youug
man was at all dull with her, for his
supply of small talk seemed inexhaust,
ible. Under it she blushed and nerv
ously twisted her big engagement
ring, while William would look on with
a provoking “I told you so’' expres
sion.
'Thanks, no/ he said when William
invited him to take another stroll with
him (of about five miles) over the farm.
'I prefer to hear Miss Eliza sing this
morning.'
U and i on went on his wav, whistling
@je £a 0 ttmt tt (Times.
The Blue infinitely prelor
ring Mr. Benton's room to his conu
PQny.
In her blue dress, Liza passed him
on her way to the parlor, not feeling
at heart near so much annoyance as
the “ moue” made for her brothei's
benefit indicated.
All the voung cnaidbrls aforesaid,
Who ewear by “Charleys," know how
much good and valuable time may be
wasted over a piano, with '‘Hear me,
Norma " “Then I'll Remember Thee/*
idld other aifiiilaf sentimentalities. *
Liza might have finished William's
vest that she had begun with such a
rush ; she might have knit anew heel
into due of those big socks, or With
profit to herself, have read forty pages
Of history, while the hands of the old
moonfaced clotftr. were,
Clipping oft three valuable hours into
old Timers Waste baskets
It surely was pleasant to this rather
solitary young girl to have such an in
terested listener ttl her old-fashioned
songs. Besides, he read aloUd ex
tremely well, and blue eyes and side
whlskei's help out Tennyson wonder
fully, They played backgammon, and
alter a while Chailey bought a set of
croquet for Liza, and then they had
ujmething to squabble and quarrel
over, whicn ll < lps along a flirtation
wouderlully.
Liza’s nervousness vanished like
mist before the sun, and William was
well couteut to see his sister so well
amused. <
Sam’s frequent letters from the far
West L iza conscientiously answered
and though not pining for his soon re
turn, felt very amiably disposed to
wards her absent lover. She had long
ago written him word th it she expect
ed a visit from a school-friend, “Nellie
Benton’' and her brother, a lively boy,
“who shoot birds for them, and help
amuse William ”
But since the “lively boy’s" arrival,
who did not care a cent about “shoot*,
ing birds" or “amusing William," she
had not considered the subject worth
mentioning ag dn.
When, once day, Charley Benton
asked her with the most eloquent pro
testations of love, to marry him, ir:-
slead of telling him that she was en
gaged, as all light-minded } r ouug wo
men would have done (?) she turned
red and white, and hung her head,
and twisted her big ring nearly off
‘i feel very sure that you love me,
darling,'he sai l,‘though not half as
much as I want you to. Won't you
look me in the eyes, dear, and tell me
so !' He h* Id her small brown hands
unresistingly in his, -*nd kissed her red
lips; but she would say nothing.—
‘Liza, am I lu’staken ? Do you luve
me a little ?’
A faint yes ‘Yes/ and then she
broke away and ran up to her own
loom.
'\Vhat have I done? Wlmt have I
said?' she panted. ‘Oh, if William
should find it out ! I am sure he
would call it flirting, he is so very par
ticular; but I only told the truth—l
know I did !—and. that ought to be
spoken at all times ! My heart is big
enough to love more than one person
at a time, and if Sam I can
write and let him off this very night.—
Ohj I hope Charley will never allude
to this again. I dare say he will for
get all about it, and that will settle tve*
ry thing.’
Comforting herself wi'h this very
improbable probability, Liza waited
till her heart stopped beating so very
loud, brushed her ha'r, put on a pret
tier necktie, smiled at herself in jttie
glass, and descended.
As the subject had agitated Liza to
such an extent, Charley did not press
matters any further for the present ;
only he assumed an air of quiet pro
prietorship over her, and was gently
affectionate in his manner.
was no doubt in his mind of
a girl's coming around t> his wav of
thinking on any question, if she were
allowed time, and he was in no haste.
Indeed, the Arabic proverb, if Ayito lil
shaitan’- —“Hurry is the devil's,’’ was
his motto on most occasions.
‘Who gave you that riny, Liza?' be
asked suddenly, as they were idly row
ing on the lakelet that bordered Wil
liam’s domains. ‘Ana why are 3’ou
always fidgeting over it? If it is
tight, why not take it ofl at once, and
not worry over it so? Let me look
at it.’ And he held out his hand im
periously.
'Oh, but that is impossible Charley !'
she cried earnestly ; ‘it was given me
by a friend, and it would be bad luck
to take it off - .’
‘Humph ! I did not suppose it the
gift of an enemy. You are like my
sister Nellie—she believes in signs
aud omens. But you have not an
swered my question, Liza, and it is
one I have a right to ask, since it
seemed such a blushing matter. Though
I cannot see why. for I verily believe
you are not acquainted with any man
bxcept myself.'
‘Oh, but I am though/ cries LiAa,
laughing, half indignantly.
‘Yes, therms your brother William ;
but I will not be jealous of him.'
Rather glad at heart that such a
favorite opport unity fi.r explaining the
state of the case had presented itself
without her having to undergo the tef
rible process of making up her mind)
this weak, unstable little Little Liza
handed him the ling, determined to
answer ad questions as religiously as
if she Was saying her catechism.
But Charley did Hot ask any; lit
his ineffable self-conceit he suspected
nothing He read the inscription as
best he cOUld. * “‘Minzie—Minzie'—
Don’t rock the boat 80, Liza; I be
lieve you are doing it on purpose— f S.
E. to Liza’—Oh. I suppose it is that
Sally Ernest that my sister Nell raves
so about. By your leave," he added,
carelessly, holding it towards I
will replace it with a prettier one.—
You do not,half belong to me till I
have you bound with golden let
ters.'
hdjjt Charley —'* iu almost a
whisper from Liza’s pale lips, [hen a
little shriek p.sthe ring slipped through
his fingers down deep, deep, into
the waters. She put her hands to her
face, and cried softly to herself. And
looked exceedingly pretty, too, with
the tears on her brown lashes and
eyes swimming in them, while the
ready color deepened on her oval
cheeks.
•l'il tell you wh at 1 Lave done, and
it’s no great matter after all. l‘ve
made room for the one lam going to
give you; only mine shall be far
prettier with a big pearl—'
'Oh! no no!’cried Liza. ‘lt must
be exactly like the other one. Promise
me. I was so attached to it. I’ll
write the very words on a piece of
paper to have carve l in it,’ and she
peered down into rippling water in the
vain hope of seeing a golden g'eam
from the drowned ring.
Of course I will, if you desire it,'
replies Charley, coldly ; but I cannot
see why you should desire to have a
girl's name engraved in a ring I give
you.'
“But ‘ Mizpah ’ is not a girl's name.
It is motto,' stammered Liza, ‘and my
brother William )iked it so.'
And what the mischief lias your
brother William to do with it ?'cries
Charley peevishly.
Oh, what an opportunity was there
my countryui *n, for this feeble-mind
ed young person to have proved her
self the noblest Roman of them all; tc
have put George Washington and the
immortal hatchet to the blush by tell
ing the wlu.le truth! But when Char,
ley added in an injured tone, ‘I think
a fellow might be allowed to put what
he pleases in bis own engagement ring,’
she never opened her lips.
“Only two letters," says William, at
the breakfast table. ‘One for Mr.
Charles Benton aud one for myself—
Why heit's good news, indeed, Liza/
he continued, 'Sam has had the best
of luck, and wo may look for him iu
about two weeks/
‘And who is Sant?’ cries Charley,
lookiug up from his own iettcr with
ey<‘s suddenly suspicious.
‘Sam ? why Sain is, or was, one of
our nearest neighbors, and one of the
best fellows in the world. Have you
never heard of Sam? 1 fancied Liza
might have spoken of him/
‘Not once. There are no Sams she
has ever told me about/
‘You have never asked me about
any/ says Liza, putting sugar in trie
cream- jug and pouring coffee into her
plate.
That could not be denied, but Liza’s
appetite for nice buckwheat cak ssud
denly vanished Charley read his let
ter in scrowling silence It was from
his father requesting his immediate re
turn on important business. So there
were only a few more Hours in which
to discuss the subject of Sams, or any
other. William had to bid his guest
good-by at once, as he had some }mar
lings to purchase that morning, so
there was no restraint u on Liza's
tears, which flowed so freely, and she
so looked heart-broken and distressed
that Charley placed his arms around
the waist of the blue and did
not have the heart to allude to Sams,
or any other disagreeable subjects.—
He left, promising a speedy return.
EASTMAN, GEORGIA, THURSDAY, OCTOBER 31, 1878.
True to his pfoniise, he bad obtain
ed a fac simile of the lost ring; only,
in addition to the words on the piece of
paper, Liza had furnished him, he add
ed “From Charley." which addition
caused hours of mental uneasiness to
the •wearer.
In the quiet days that came offer
Charley's departure, Liza had many
hours in which to reflect on her evil
behavior.
'Oh / she moaned, ‘I do love Charley ;’
1 know Ido ! Whatever possessed him
to come without Nellie, and get ine
into such a difficulty, I wonder ? For
I am as fond as ever of Saul, and Wil
liam's heart so set on the matclq he
would nevet forgive me if I threw him
over, and I cannot marry but ones
possibly. Oh, dear; it is all an acci
dent, I am sure, and William ought
not to blame me for a pure accident.
Her brother Wds so cheerful over
Sam's good and looked forward
with such satisfaction to his return that
Liza could not bear to mention any
thing of a dampening nature to liinn
and kept her troubles to herself—
brood over then! in a nervous way till
“Concealment, like a bud i’ the bud,
Preyed on her damask cheek. ”
Yes, this healthy, rosy-cheeked Liza,
who hardly kuevv how a headache
feltj became downright sick. First,
she grew nervous and pale, starting
at every and drooped about with
an uiter want of energy, William,
noticing her languor, would send for
the doctor, who dosed her with mix
tures ftud pills til! she was sick indeed,
and took Hoi t° Led out of pure fright
and nervousness.
When news came that Charley do3'
ton might be looked for on the event
ful Thursday that Samuel Eagle bad
fixed for his return, William whistled
a long whistled, indicating surprise.—
Lza immediately shut her eyes and
pretended to be in a deep sleep, till
her mother William fearing he might
awaken her, tipped on the toes of his
heavy, creaky boots out of the
room.
Then Liza got up and wrote long
and explicit letters lo Charley, to Sam
and to Her brother William, heading
them all after the fashion of criminals
“A full an complete confession." After
reading them over, she carefully burnt
them allj and returned Lo her with j
bead throbbing and burning, and
hands and feet as cold as ice.
Thursday came. Charley Benton
came ; then Samuel Eagle came, every
line of his honest countenance beam
ing with pleasure
William Dean stood on the porch,
anxious and flurried and scared about
Liza. He was talking with the doctor
and asked Sam to walk into the par
lor for a few moments till be could join
him
In the parlor Saui found a handsome
stranger, who bowed coldly to him and
continued his occupation of pacing the
floor.
‘Mr. Dean,'he siid, advancing, as
soon as William entered the roo.m
'your sister has known of my arrival
an hour ; as her 'ffianced husband, I
demand to see her/
‘Deranged, I presume,’ said Samuel
Eagle to himself) regarding the stran
ger wtb compassion.
To William, Samuel said in a low
tone :
‘Cannot I 6ec my darling at once ‘/
Wour darling, sir V cried Mr. Ben
ton, advancing fieecely. ‘What do you
mean, fellow ?
‘I mean my promised wife, up-stairs/
he returned coolly. ‘What the deuce
have you to do with it ?
'Liza Dean is engaged to inc !‘ hiss
ed Charley.
‘lt is false !‘
In a fury of pas-ion Charley caught
up a heavy chair and strode towards
the other.
‘Hold gentlemen, hold !‘ cried Wil
liam, rushing between them. 'There I
is foul play somewhere. Come with
me, both of you; the girl shall decide i
for herself.
Liza, looking pale as a lily, sitting
in an armchair, iu her pretty blue
dress, heard their hasty footsteps on
the stairs. She heard and trembled.
In a moment they were standing by :
her.
William bent down and whispered
a few stern words in her ear.
‘There is the ring, l she cried ; 'see
for yourself' and she shook it from
her slender Huger.
“S'. E. to Liza. Mizpah. From,
Charley.' 1
Tuey all read the inscription. Liza
shut her eyea and timaued.
Samuel Eagle stood back complete
ly amazed.
‘What does this mean?* he said
hoarsely. ‘There is some trick I
swear I gave her the ring, but some
one haM tampered with it.
‘l*ll swear 1 paid for it!‘ mattered
Charley.
William groaned.
'Take your hands from your face,
Liza, and answer me truly :
‘To which of these men are you en
gaged ?*
‘To both/ munnurdd Liza.
William sank back in a chair in ut
ter consternation.
Chailey Benton dashed the ling to
the floor, aud grouud it with his boot
heel.
‘Made a fool of by Jove 1 Trifled
with ! Deceived 1 Con found her 1“
And he stalked out of the room in a
fury*
Samuel Eagle Stood a moment nn
decided. He looked down on the slen
der form in the arm-chair, '‘shaken
by a stoihn of sighs.“ Ilis heart yearn
ed towards her. He bent down* drew
the little brown hands from her burn
ing face, kissed her softly, and tor'*
gave her without asking her a single
question
‘Bygones shall be bygones, dear/
he said. ‘I shall never leave you again,
liiy dear, long enough fin' you to get
iuto mischief,*
But Liza, when the string of her
tongue was at last loosened would not
rest till she had told all over and over
again.
And they were married befor the gay
old moon had time to smile on more
than hall a hundred other inconsisten
cies, and outrageous proceedings of
weak-minded damsels with pretty
faces.
Wlio Succeeds.
Evidently the man who tried ‘Try'
is the golden key that unbolts the
strongest doors and reveals the hidden
treasures. It laughs at difficulties,
frowns at opposition finds success in
failure, victory in defeat and triumph
in every conflict. It spans the deepest
chasms, bridges the largest rivers, tun
nels the highest mountains, and by
tiny connecting wires brings c mtiuents
within a few seconds of each other.
It has given to the world the greatest
discoveries, the most wonderful inven
tions, aud the most useful men. The
world will never forget many of its
worthies who have arisen from humble
callings, to a place among* the wisest
and best.-
Roger Sherman, who was a mem*
her of the first was once a
shoemaker. Franklin, the philosoph
er and statesman, was a poor printer
boy. Eliliu Burritt, the mathemati
cian, was a blacksmith. These men
became great by dint of their own ef
fort. They were self-made men. And
is not every great man a self-made
man? lie knows, better than any one
else, how he climbed the ladder. Some
begin on lower rounds than others, but
all go up the same way, ‘round by
round/ Men do wlial they want to
do. ‘Where there’s a will there's a
way' None ever make life more of a
success than they expect to make it.
Then how important to keep the cour
age up!—keep trying!
What purpose have you?
‘Life is real, life is earnest!'
Aim high. Keep your ideal above
you. Look towards it, aim at it; hit
it! There can be no failure. When
lTs boatmen despaired of reaching the
land, Caesar inspired them by shouting,
‘Never fear, you carry Caesar/ nave
confidence—in your purposes, yourself
—and your God. You have a better,
higher inspiration, than any general
could bring to bear upon his men. Be
true. Be good. Be right. Assert
yourself in all good things. A slave
is known even by his songs,—how full
of bondage his plaiutive minor air?
Let the sunshine, and the genial air
of happiness, pervade your whole
life. Develop mind and oody. Edu
cate yourself. Mental discipline makes
superiority. Seek wisdom, and re
member that as the body so the inind
does not become fully grown in one
day. It was after six defeats, that
the seventh battle gave Bruce of Scot
land the final victory.
“If at first you don’t succeed,
Try, trv, again ! ’*
‘Get wisdom, and with all thy get
ting, get understanding/ and remem
ber, there is no success without effort.
Thou shalt cherish th}* father and
thy mother. To honor father and
mother is better than to worship gods
of heaven and earth. If a child should
carry father and mother, one upon each
shoulder, for a hundred years he would
not then do more for them than they
have done for him.— Buddhist Scrip
turf.
Walking: in Winter.
A walk in wintry weather is not, wc
are confident, enough in favor with
oilr people—esjUcially with those of
sedentary habits. And yet it is the
best tinio of all the year for realizing
the full pleasure and profit of pedes
trianism. How grateful the crisp air
is to the lungs! How clear and sweet
it is to the nostrils! How* it inspires
and sustains one in a swinging gait of
four or five miles an hour! llow the
cheeks glow, and the eyes shine, and
the muscles tingle with delightful vig
or, after such a Walk in the Winter
sunshine! Winterwalking is a sure
cure lor cold feet. It banishes the
“creep-crawlb’* from the spinal column
and sends the sluggish blood about
its business. Asa “nervine/’ it is a
million times better than medicine, and
for improving the complexion it is
worth a whole harborful of lotions and
washes* It will put an edge on appe
tite that you can't buy at the doctor’s,
and in promoting digestion is better
than a corner drug store's entire stock
of bitters and pills. If you have never
tried it, take a walk. Keep your mouth
closed, your shoulders well thrown
back, your head up, and remember
that your le^s —and especially your
hips—were given you to walk with.
Some people walk with their knees,
bodies and shoulders—and no won
der they don't Ike it. We don't like
to see them. There is an art in walk
ing, as in other things. If you don't
believe it, observe the motion ol some
splendid woman who knows to move,
or study the gait of a man who has
some spring and litheness in him. There
ought to be a Professor of Walking
in our gymnasiums and high sehoils.
But let those of us who are
past that learn to walk by walking,
and Winter is a good time to begin.
A Puzzled Boy.
The young son of a widow living on
Park street entered the house the other
day with excited step and called to
his mother :
‘You had better get this Imuse all
slicked up, for there's a strange man
going to call as soon as he gets done
talking with the grocer on the cor
ner \ e
'Man with the gas I suppose/
was the reply.
‘Not by a jug full! 4 continued the
boy. ‘lie's all dressed iu broadcloth#
has a big gold watch looks as if he
owned a bank, and he was asking me
about you.
‘ls that so ? I wonder who it can be?
What did he ask V
‘He asked if yon were as handsome
as ever, and if you had grown ol 1
very fast, and if you had married
again.
‘He did ? Gracious! but who can it
be ?
‘I don't know, only lie is good look
ing and rich and—and—
‘And what did you tell him ?
‘I told him you wouldn't marry the
best man in the world, and it wouldn't
do him any good to come spooking— ‘
Til give you an awful licking if you
don‘t split the rest of that wood !‘ in
terrupted the mother, with sudden en
ergy, and he was run into the back
yard and given a cuff on car as he left
the door. He leaned on the axe-helve
and surveyed the windows in wonder
ment- and by-and-bve he mused :
‘She is alius saying she is going to
live fur her dear children aloue # but if
this looks like it, then I don't know the
family ! I‘ll tell the next man that
the whole six of us are on the marry
for taters in the cellar and a popish iu
society.' —Detroit Free Press.
Three Things.
Three things to admire—lntellectu
al power, dignity, and gracefulness.
Three tilings to love—Courage, gen
tleness, and affection.
Tinee tilings to hate—Cruelty, ar
rogance, and ingratitude.
Ihree things to delight, in—Frank
ness, freedom, and beauty.
three things to wish for—Health,
friends, and a cheerful spirit.
Three tilings to avoid—ldleness, lo
quacity, aud flippant jesting.
Three things to fight for—Honor,
country, and home.
Three things to govern—Temper,
tongue, aud conduct.
Three thing- 1 to think about—Life,
death, and eternity,
A Western paper says: 'A negro
was found dead near the business end
of a mule.‘
Never stop to argue the point with
a tool.
Why is it that people boot a dog
and shoe a hen?
V. profane upstart—The man who
sits down on a bent pin.
Chinese actors differ from all others
in not following their queues.
Some men are as unsatisfactory ns
a soapy and twice as slip
pery.
How to lose flesh—Start a meat
market and trust everyone that comes
along.
■ ■
Nature very properly located tho
nasal organ midway of the head—sim
ply because it is the hcad-(s)center,
A young man after being kicked
bom his love’s house by her father
said his departure was tender iu the
extreme.
Would you refer to the religion of
a printer's ‘devil’ as imp piety? (This
is not a conundrum, and a book will
not be given for the first answer )
The man who declaims against the
railroads and says they have ruined
the country and ought to be wiped
outj makes the biggest kind of a fuss,
when the train is ten minutes late.
The English language cannot be
considered perfect until Toil' is spelled
in such a manner that tho man who
has oue won't be astonished and stag**
gored when he sees it in print.
An Irishman upon his arrival in the
United States, uoting the great num
ber of military titles, exclaimed, ‘What
a devil of a battle has been fought
near here, where all the privates were
kilt!'
'Thin beefsteak is awful, Mr. ll.'said
Mrs. II. # ‘what will we do with it?'
Mr. H. plunged into a deep study,
Irorn which he emerged with remark:
‘Let's skillet/ He left by the pan
handle.
Glrss slippers are to become an ev
ery day reality. A Vienna company
is making beautiful slippers of woven
glass. The invention is not entirely
new. Gouty slippers with panes all
around them are an old story. 4
A Kentuek to the lo
cal newspaper, complaining of the low
price of dairy produce, and adds: .‘I
shall not sell my eggs for eight cents
a dozen—it don’t pay for the wear
and tear of the bend
Tiie man who stepped on a water
melon rind must be another inventive
genius, lie got up and remarked, as
he rubbed his hip, that two of those
tilings propei ly utilized and got under
control would make it p)ssible for a
man to skate to the moon iu fifty min
utes.
A young lady hesitating for a word
in describing thb character of a t ejec
ted suitor, said: Hie is not a tyrant,
not exactly domineering but— ’ 'Dog
matical,’ suggested her friend. 'No,
lie has not dignity 4 enuugh for
that; I think pupmatical would cou
vey my meaning admirably/
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What a grand fhcu’ty is that of the
poet who can paint, in glowing and
graphic verses, the feelings of sorrow
and joy, of terror and despair that
harass men in va.iuus hours of thin
changeful life; but no pen of the divi
nest bard was ever able to depict the
mystic thoughts that sweep across the
the sonl of a man when a watermelon
slips from under his arm and smites
the pavement.
Why is it that some people have
such an unconquerable aversion to
using' a spittoon in a legitimate man
ner? We know men, in all other re>
spects sane, intelligent, law abiding
citizens, who, if placed in a chair with
each leg placed in a square box of saw
dust, and surrounded by a rampart of
spittoons ten feet high, would cli'.nb
way over the top and lose fifteen min*
utes valuable time uu purpose to spit
on the floor.
ISO. 44.