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TEE DOCTOR TWO LOVES.
BY THE AT7THOB OP
"The Second Mrs. Tillotson," “Never
Forgotten Etc., Etc.
tCh/iPTER VI Costtsued ]
“Wo aro lie e at Noireau!” I said.
“We have rca lied our home at last!”
The door was opone-l before the child
fail awal e. A small cluster of
i . gat here 1 round us as we
■ is!, and watched our luggage put
down from the roof, while the driver
on volnß y, and w th many gestieu
lat.o ) , addressed to the little crowd.
mud, the landlady,
un iad the rest surrounded ua as sol
i mn v as if they were assisting at a
funeral. There was not a symptom of
amusement, but they all stored at us
:V, as if a single wink of
their eyelids would came them to lose
Some extraordinary spectacle. If I
had been a total eclipse of the sun,
and they a group of enthusiastic as
tronomers bent upon observing every
phenomenon, they could not have gazed
more steadily. "Minima was leaning
against me, half asleep. A narrow
vista of tall houses lay to the right and
left, lost in impenetrable darkness.
The strip of sky overhead was black
with midnight.
“Noireau?” I asked, in a tone of in
terrogation.
“Oui, oui, madame,” responded a
chorus of voices.
“Carry me to the house of Monsieur
Emile Terrier, the avocat,” I said,
speaking slowly and distinctly.
The words, simple as they were,
: coined to awaken considerable excite
ment. The landlady threw up her
hands with an expression of astonish
ment, and the driver recommenced lus
harangue. Was it possible that I could
ha.o made a mistake in so short and
easy a sentence? I said it over again
to myself, and felt sure I was right.
With renewed confidence I repeated it
aloud, with a slight variation.
“I wish to go to the house of Mon
sieur Emile Perrier, the avocat,” I said.
Put while they still clustered around
Minima and mo, giving no sign of com
pliance with my re ,uest, two persons
thrust themselves through the circle.
The ono was a man, in a threadbare
brown greatcoat, with a large woolec
comforter wound several times about
liis neck, and the other a woman, in an
equally shabby dress, who spoke to me
in broken English.
“Aloes, 1 am Madame Perrier, and
this is my husband,” she said; “come
on. T e letter was here only an hour
. o but all is ready. Come ou; come
on.”
b i} put her hand through my arm,
r> • t;..,x inn lof Minima’s hand, as ii
i ! .viming both of us. A dead silence
L nl fallen upon tho little crowd, as il
they were t ying to catch the meaning
of th - English words. But as she
pushed on, leading ns both, a titter for
the nrst tmo ran from lip to lip. I
glanced back, and saw Monsieur Per*
rier, tlio avocat, hurriedly putting our
lnggago on a wheelbarrow, and prepar
ing to follow ns with it along the dark
streets.
I was too bewildered yet to feel any
astonishment. We were in France, in
a remote part of France, and I did not
know what Frenchmen would or would
not do. Madame Perrier, exhausted
with iior effort at speaking English,
had ceased speaking to me, and con
tented herself with guiding us aloug
the strange streets. We stopped at
last opposite the large, handsome house
wuieh stood in the front, in the photo
graph I had seen iu London. I could
just recognize it iu the darkness; and
behind iav the garden and the second
range of building. Not a glimmer of
light shown in any of the windows.
"It is midnight nearly," said Madame
Perrier, as we came to a standstill and
waited for her husband, the avocat.
Even when lie came up with the lug
gage there seemed some difficulty in ef
fecting an entrance. Ho passed through
Iho garden gate, and disappeared round
the corner of the house, walking softly,
as if c).refill not to disturb the house
hold. flow long the waiting seemed!
For re were hungry, sleepy, and cold
—st,angers in a very strange land. I
he'ud Minima sigh weuriedly.
At last ho re ippeared round the cor
ner, carrying a candle, which flickered
in t-e wind. Not a word was spoken
by ' in or his wife as the latter con
ducted us toward him. We were tc
enter by the back door, that was evi
dent. Put I did not care w hat door we
entered by, so that we might soon find
vop and food. She led us into a dimly
1-gnti and room, where I could just make
eat what appeared to be a carpenter’s
bench, with a heap of wood shavingi
lym r under it. Cut I was too weary tc
be certain about anything.
’ll a loetle cabinet of work of my
lu’eln ul ’ said Madame t’errier; “oui
caamber is above, and the chamber for
Jon and loetle mees is there also. Bui
Uio school is not there. Will you getc
hod V W ill you sleep? Come ou. mees,"
Put we are very hungry,” I remcn
strated; h we have had nothing to eal
since noon. We could not sleep with
out food ”
“* ah! that is true," she said. “Well,
muae on. The food is at the school
Come on."
Hint must be the house at the back.
o w ent down the broad gravel walk
with the pretty garden at the side ot
whore a fountain was unklTng ant
splashing busily in the quiet night
But we passed the front of the houst
V uind it wnhout stopping at the door
Madame le t us thro gIT a cart-shed
•. to a low long, vaulted passage wifi
< o S open; non ea h side; a black
v ykit.g pi ice. w.th the fee
bo. ii ke. mg light of the candl*
turow;. gin u> t e damp walls a sin
; .'I. a pressed ve*y dost
t r.n and I lelt a strange quiver o)
a pi\ ;cn> n; but the tnought that
t re was no es a e from it. and n<
In at Land, nerved me to follow qui
etly to the end.
CHAPTER VIII.
AT SCHOOL IS FRANCE.
The end brought us out into a mean,
Coor street, narrow eveu where the
e-t stiee s were narrow. A small
house, the exterior of which I discov
ered afterward to be neglected and al
most dilapidated, stood before us, and
mada ue unlocked the door with a key
from her pocket We were conducted
duo a small k.tcLen, where a fire had
been tmrnfug uu-i., luougn it was now
out, an l only a lift e warmth lingered
about the stove. Minima was set upon
a cha.r opposite to it with her feet in
the oven_ and was invited to do the
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same. 1 a-sented mechanically, ana
looked furt.velv about rue, while
madame w-s busy in cutting a huge,
hunch or two of black bread, and
spreading upon them a thin scraping of
rancid butter.
There was an oil-lamp here, burning ,
with a clear bright blaze. Madame’e
face was illuminated by it. It was a
coarse, sullen face with an expression
of low cunning about it. There was
not a trace of refinement or culture
ibout her not even the proverbial taste
of a Frenchwoman in dress. The
kitchen was a picture of squalid dirt
and neglect, the walls and ceiling
black with smoke, and the floor so
crusted over with unswept refuse and
litter that I thought it was not quar
ried The few cooking utensils were
scattered about in disorder. The stove
before which we sat was rusty. Could
I be dreaming of this filthy dwelling
and this slovenly woman? No; it wa3
all too real for me to doubt their exist
ence for an instant.
Sho was pouring out some cold tea
into two little cups, when Monsieur
Perrier made his appearance, his face
begrimed end his shaggy hair un
combed. I had been used to the sight
of rough men in Adelaide, on our sheep
farm, but I hud never seen one more
boorish. He stood in the doorway,
rubbing his hands, and gazing at us
unflinchingly with the hard stare of a
Norman peasant, while he spoke in
rapid, uncouth tones to his wife. I
turned away my head, and shut my
eyt s to this unwelcome sight.
“Eat, mees,” said the woman, bring
ing us our food. “There is tea. AA 7 e
give our pupils and instructresses tea
for supper at six o’clock; after that
there is no more to eat ”
I took a mouthful of the food, but I
could hardly swallow it, exhausted as
I was from hunger. The bread was
sour and the butter rancid; the tea
tasted of garlic. Minima ate hers
ravenously, without uttering a word.
The child had not spoken since we en
tered these new scenes; her care worn
face was puckered, and her sharp eyes
were glancing about her more openlj
than miue. As soon as she had fin
ished her hunch of black bread, 1 sig
nified to Madame Perrier that we were
ready to go to our bedroom,
We had the same vaulted passage
and cart-shed to traverse on our way
back to the other house. There we
were ushered into a room containing
only two beds and our two boxes. I
helped Minima to undress, and tucked
her up in bed, trying not to see the
thiu little face and sharp eyes which
wanted to meet mine, and look into
them. She put her arm round my neck,
and drew down my head to whisper oau
tiously into my ear.
“They’re cheats,” sho said, earnestly,
“dreadful cheats. This isn’t a splendid
place at all. Oh! whatever shall i do?
Shall I have to stay here four years?”
“Hush, Minima!” I answered “Per
haps it is better than we think now.
We aro tired. To-morrow we shall see
the place 1 letter and it may be splen
did after all. Kiss me nd goto sleep,”
ut it was too much for me, far too
much. The long, long journey; the
total destruction of all'my hopes; the
lY eavy prospect that stretched before
me I laid my aching head on my pil
low, and evied myself to sleep like a
child.
I was awakened,. while it was yet
quite dark, by tho sound of a carpen
ter’s tool in the room below me. Al
most immediately a loud knock came
at my door, and tho harsh voice ol
madame called to us.
“Get up mec.T get up, and come on,”
she said; “you make yocr toilet at the
school. Come on, quick.”
Minima was more dexterous than I
in dressing herself in the dark; but we
were not long in getting ready. The
air was raw and foggy when we turned
out of doors, and it was so dark still
that we could scarcely discern the out
line of the walls and houses. But
rnadame was waiting to conduct ue once
more to the other house, and as she did
so she volunteered an explanation of
their somewhat singular arrangement
of dwelling in two houses. The school,
she informed me, was registered iu the
name of her head governess, not in her
own; and as the laws of France pro
hibited any man dwelling under the
same roof with a school of girls, except
the husband of the proprietor, they
were compelled to rent two dwellings.
“How many pupils have you, mad*
ame?” I inquired.
“We have six, mees,” she replied.
“They are here; see them.”
We had reached the house, and she
opened the door of a long, low room
There was an open hearth, with a few
logs of green wood upon it, but they
were not kindled. A table ran almost
the whole length of the room, with
forms on each side. A high chair oi
two stood about. All was comfortless,
dreary, and squalid.
But the girls who wero sitting on the
hard benches by the table were still
more squalid and* dreary-looking. Their
faces were pinched, and just now blue
with cold, and their hands were swol
len with chilblains. They had a cowed
and frightened expression, and peeped
askance at ns as wo went in behind
rnadame. Minima pressed closely tc
me, and clasped my hand tightly in her
little fingers. We were both entering
upon the routine of anew life and the
first introduction to it was disheart
ening.
“Three aro English,” said rnadame.
“and three are French. The English
are frileuses ; they are always shee
ver. sheerer, sheerer. Behold, lion
they have fingers red and big! Bah! il
is disgusting!”
She rapped one of the swollen hands
which 1 y up< n the table, and the girl
dropped it out of sight upon her lap,
with a frightened glance at the woman
Minima’s fingers t t up n mine.
The head governess, a Frenchwoman
if about thirty, with a number of little
black ] apilottes circling about her head,
was now introduced to me, and an ani
mated conversation followed between
ner and rnadame.
“Youcomprehend the French?”asked
r ie later, turning with a suspicious
look to me.
‘ No ” 1 answered; “I know very little
o£ it yet. ”
“Good - .” she replied. “We will eat
breakfast ”
“But 1 have not made my toilet * I
ob eeted; “there was neither washing
stand nor Iressing-table in my room ”
‘Bah:’ she sad, scovnfullv; “there
are no gentlemens he~e. No person
will see you l'ou make your toilet
before the promenade; not at this mo
ment *
it was evident tnat uncomplaining
submission was expected, and no re
monstra 1 ce would be of avail. Break
fast was being brought in by one of the
pupils ,t consisted of a teacupful of
codes at the bottom of a big basin,
which was placed before each of us, a
lar_e tablespoon to feed ourselves with,
and a heaped plateful of hunches Of
bread, similar to those I bad tPiued
from last night. But I could fast no
long table, ana ate mv food with a sink
ing and sorrowful heart.
As soon as madame had gone, Mini
ma flung her anm around me and hid
her face in my bosom.
“Oh!” she cried, “don’t you leave
me; don’t forsake me! I have to stay
here four years, and it will kill me. I
shall die if you go away and leave me.”
“We must make the best of it, Min
ima,” I whispered to the child through
the hum of lessons. Her shrewd little
face brightened with a smile that
smoothed all the wrinkles out of it,
“That’s what father said!” she cried;
“he said, ‘Courage. Minima God will
take care of my little daughter.’
has sent you to take care of me. Sup
pose I’d come all the way alone, and
found it such a horr.d place!”
CHAPTER IX.
A FRENCH AVOCAT.
December came in with intense se
verity. Icicles a yard long hung to the
eaves, and the snow lay unmelted for
days together on the roofs More often
than not we were without wood for our
tire, and, when we had it it waa green
and unseasoned, and only smoldered
away with a smoke that stung and irri
tated our eyes. Our insufficient and
unwholesome food supplied us with no
inward warmth. Coal in that remote
district cost too much for any but the
wealthiest people. Now and then I
caught a glimpse of a blazing fire in
the houses I had to pass to get to our
chamber over Monsieur Perrier’s work
shop, and in an evening the dainty,
savory smell of dinner, cooking in the
kitchen adjoining it, sometimes filled
the frosty air. Both sight and scent
were tantalizing, and my dreams at
night were generally of pleasant food
and warm firesides.
Noireau was a curious town, the
streets everywhere steep and narrow,
and the houses pell-mell, rich and
poor, large and small huddled together
without order. Almost opposite, the
handsome dwelling, the photograph of
which had aisled me, stood a little
house where I could buy rich, creamy
milk. It was sold by a Mademoiselle
Rosalie, an old maid, whom I generally
found solitarily reading a Journal
pour Tou3, with her feet upon a chau
frette, aud no light save that of her
little oil lamp. She had never sat by
a fire in her life, she told me, burning
her face and spoiling her teint. Her
dwelling consisted <fa single room,
with a shed opening out of it, where
Bhe kept her miikpa .s. She was the
only person I spoke to out of Madame
Perrier’s own household.
“Is Monsieur Perrier an avocat?” I
asked her one day, as soon as I could
understand what she mujht sav in im
ply. There was very little doubt in
my mind as to what her answer would
be.
“An avocat, mademoiselle!” she re
peated, shrugging her shoulders; “who
has told you that ? Are the A vocals in
England like Emile? He is my relation,
ami you see me! He is a bailiff! Do
you understand ? If 1 go in debt, he
conies and takes possession el my
goods, you see. It is very sim'yfe. One
need not be very learned to do that,
Emile Perrier an avocat! BahP
“What is ail avocat?” L inquired.
“An avocat is even higher tlntn mio
t&ire,” she answered; “he gives coun
sel; he pleads be ore the judges It is
a high role. One must be very letrued,
very eloquent, to be an avocat.”
“I suppose he must boa gentleman,”
I remarked.
“A gentleman, mademoiselle?” slue
said; “I do not understand you. Thero
is equality in France. AVe are all Mes
sieurs and Mesdames. There is Mon
sieur the Bailiff and Monsieur tho
Duke; and thero i3 Madame tho Wash
erwoman and Madame the Duchess.
AVe are all gentlemen, all ladies. Ia it
uot. the same in your country?”
“Not at all,” i answered.
“Did my little Emile tell you he was
an avocat, mademoiselle?” she asked.
“No,” I said. I was on my guard,
even if I had known French well enough
to explain tho deception practiced upon
me. bhe looked as if she did not be
lieve me, but smiled aud nodded with
imperturbable politeness as I carried off
iny jug of milk.
I found that I had no duties to per
form as a teacher, for none of the three
French pupils desired to ‘earn English.
English girls, who i.r.d Peon decoyed
into the same suave by the same false
photograph and prospectus which had
entrapped me. weic- all of families too
poor to be able to forfeit the money
which had been paid in advance for
their French e un-ni ion. Two of them,
however, completed tlieir term at
Christmas, and returned home weak
and ill; the third was to leave in the
spring. 1 did not hear that any more
pupils were expected, and why Madame
Perrier should have engaged any En
glish teacher became a problem to mo.
The premium I had paid was too small
to cover my expenses for a year, though
we were living at so scanty a cost. It
was not long before I understood my
engagement better.
Ixo UE CONTINUED. 1
A Strong Plaster.
“Hare you a sister?*' asked a settling
elerk on the Foard of Tra’e. ‘‘No?
Then you don't know how dangerous it
is to incur her and I promised
to take my sister and a friend of hers 1 1
the thtatre one evening and then forgot
all about it. WtU, she ad her friend
put up a job on me to get even. They
made a strong mu tard pis ter and put
it in the j ocket of my night lobe. I re
me über I had a t rrible dream that
night. I dreamed I was dead. Then I
woke up and I was sure I was dead I
could feel the fir * burr.in my heart right
out, and every now and then I wou and get
a whiff o: that mustard and it made a
first class substitute for brim-tone and
bul, hu-. I tell you I suffered agonies.’’
“AYell, it must have been a strong
plaster,” I said.
“stronghe ejaculated. Look here!
Now I don’t expect you to be'ieve me;
but, without exaggeration, that pi ster
was 8 ) strong that it drew my spinal
column right" plumb up against my
breasl-bont-, and en the plus er was
removed the spi e flew ba< k into posi
tion wi.h a snap that aired the whole
house.”
I give this story to the reader for what
i< is worth I wiil rot gi eta a whom
my unu ali ’ed indorsement, for there
are portions of it that I find extremely
difficult to b lit ve. Rambler.
They Were Selling Names.
American Artist—‘‘What do you think
of them, GeorgeF’ f&t
Caller—“ They are beautiful pictures.
Where did you get them .’’
“uet ihemf Great St. Rubens! I
painted them, of course.”
“i aintxd them? Why. some are
signed De la Pallettetaine and others
Herr von Spoehta iierwitz.”
“Oh, yes, I forgot about that. Those
ar my seliiag names.”— OewM World,
“SARDINES.’
THE AMERICAN IMITATION OF
A FRENCH DELICACY.
How- Herrings Are Cauglit Along
the Maine Coast and Turned.
Into Sardines by Meaus
of a Patent Sauce.
“It is a fact that can’t be denied.”
said a New York wholesale grocer, “that
there are very few imported sardines, and
consequently very few sardines at all,
ioldin the United States nowadays, and
yet one con umer in a thousand docs not
know the difference, so nearly do the
fish that are sold for sardines approach
the genuine both in appearance and
taste. Nine tenths*of our sardines cone
from Maine. There are in Eastport
alone over twenty p’aces where they
manufacture sardines, and there are a
dozen others at Jonesport, Lubec, and
other towns.
“The herring of which sardines are
made are never over four inches long,
and the catching of the fish keeps hun
dreds of people busy along the coasts of
Maine and New Brunswick. Tue her
ring goii shoais like mackerel, and the
prices re eived for them is governed en
tire'y by the condit on of t..e fisheries.
Sometimes the fish swarm along the
coasts, and hauls are made with unvary
ing success. Then the fisherm in can ex
pect no more than $ a hogshead for his
herr ng. Again, his net may be but
poorly patronized, and he has his recom
pense in a higher price, fre uentlv ob
taining sl3 and 20 a hog-h al. These
big prices are generally obtained early
in tue sp ing.
A herring fishery is a simple thing.
Small trees or brush are thrust into the
sandy boitosn of the sei, arranged in a
line runn ng out probably one hundred
feet or more and then i ur. ing back to
the shore again. This is calle 1 a trap,
and inside of it a huge net is set. AVhen
the tide is goi g out the net is raised,
and the fish that comes up with it are
taken out with seoop nets. Sometimes
this catch will be so large that the weight
of the fish will break the bottom out of
the big net, aud the great heap of fish
will nearly all escape. Then, araiti, the
fishermen are able to carry in a bushel
bag all the herring that are caught in a
haul. Herring, like ma.kurei, will fol
low a light on the water, and some fish
ermen take advantage of this to fish tor
them in ape. uliar way. Two or tnree
fishermen go in a boat. They are po
vided with torches made of cotton bat
ting saturated with kerosene. Dark
nights are chosen, and the boats arc
rowed along the shores, w.th a torch in
the bow < t each boat. It is soon kn iwn
when a school of lie ring is reached, for
the fish dash frantically aftiy the wake
of light made by t..e torch, and make
the water seethe and bod in the r rush.
The fishermen have short poles, on one
end of which is a small scoop nut. They
dip the herring out of the water with
th seas fast as the nets can be hanuled,
and so intent are the fi-h on the lig.it
that the net does not disturb them in
the least 1 1 this way boat, load af er
boat load of future sa.dines are captured
in a shoit time.
“The way these herring are handled
at the factories is a sight well worth
going all the way to Maine to see. After
being captuied the fish are taken imme
diately to the facto ies. They are laid
iu heaps on long tables. I have heard
Si me of the n&tjve fishermen i ound here
ta:k about their skill in skinning a c <t
fiok. If they could see Si me of the boys
and girls who work n these sardine fac
to. ies clean these herring they would
never mention skinning a catfish again.
The i.sh are cleaned as soon as they come
in. I stood aud watch and a seven-year
old girl go through the operation and
timed her. bhu beheaded and gutted
seventy-five herring every minute for ten
minutes without a miss o • a halt, and
they told me that tnere were hundreds
more that could do the same thing and
keep it up all day. The dexteri yis
simply marvellous. The head of the fi-h
is cut off and the entrails are removed
with one stroke of the knife, but hew it
is done lam notable to say. Each fish
cleaner has a box at his feet which holds
a bushel, and a constant stream of fish is
falling from his hau ls in'o that box.
E\ery time it is filled the boy or girl has
earned ten cents.
“The herring are thoroughly washed
after being cleaned, aud are then placed
in pickle for a a hour. Tak n from the
pickle, they are laid on trays and pla' eJ
in a drying room heated to a high tem
perature by steam. When dry the sh
are boiled in large shallow pans f lied
with on, the fish being thoroughly cooked
in the oil. Girls and wi.men then pack
the herring in the tin boxes in which
they are place lint le market. The
s uce discovered by the enterprising
New Yorker, which is a patented article,
is poured into tie boxes, which are
handed over to men who solder on the
covers. To remove the air which is
sealed in with the fish, and which must
be taken out to in-ure the preservation
of the sardines, the boxes aie placed in
a tank of boiling water for half an Boor.
On being . emoved th y are placed ou an
incl ned plane. The air inside is then
driven to one corner; a woikmau punc
tures that corner with au awl; toe hot
atr escapes, and the awl hole is im
mediately covered with a drop of solder,
and the to.is a r tight. The box tuen
receives its French label, bcaring the in
scription, a l’huide and o ive.” The ‘huil e
and olive' is made from i otton seed in Soutu
Carolina, and i n’t the best quality of
that either, not by a good deai. There
is a class of these Ma.ne sardines, how
ever, known as prime, which are pre
served in the be-t cot on-seed oil.
“New Y T ork is the great wholesale
center fo' these Yankee sardines. Some
idea of the magnitude of the bus ness
may b - obtained when I tell you that one
factory alone in Lubec, aud tiere are
others that are do ng as big a I u iness,
mad ■ and sold near v two m 11 on boxes
of -ard n s last yea", to say n .thing of
sea tiout and other brands of trans
formed herring. The manufacturers or
packer- make a clear profit of s x cents a
box. th * factory price b ing a >out eleven
cents a box. These same sardines are re
tailed every day for fo tv cents a box,
and youjvill pay ha fa dol ar for a box
if vou order sardines at yo ;r restaurant in
New York.” —Nne Turk Sun.
—
Some Customs of Canterbury.
Somecuri us old customs still prevail
in Canterbury, says a letter from Eng
j land to the t J la rune. For insta ice, the
! town crier, a fine-!o king old fe.tow in a
military c at all g >ld braid and lace, a
cocked h t, crusted with gilt and bra and;
a ompo is manre-, a sing-song, ringing
‘ voicartpidging do vn tue streets bawi.n
iat the top of his voice ‘ Oye oyez!" and
following his oye ing up witharigm;-
role of an-ouncements of auction sa.es
court sittings an 1 c ses to c><me up and
what not. And then last night, as 1
to-sed in my f-ather bed. 1 heard a belt
toll for 12 o'clock and the watchman
, going down the street calling: ' 'Twelve
1 o’clock; all’* welL”
Wealth in AA'nste.
A peculiar class of book hunters haunt
the larg- juuk s ops in search of rare or
odd books and the popular monthly
ma razin *s. These gent.el c Mffouieres,
iftheymavbe called such, occasionally
strike valuable finds ia old literature,
which costs them at the rate of (5 cent*
per pound. Another class of buyers look
up the monthly parts of magazines, and
upon completing the set dispose of them,
u-uallv to the Cornhill sc ond-hand
book-stores. The e buyers often ta k!e
a pil ■ of old paper stuff that keeps them
busy for a week or longer, and it is of
ten the case that their lab r is unre
warded. The law of corn an-ad >n seems
to be a f mtor iu the old junk business,
for many people get a good living from
other people’s waste, and some even get
r c!i out or it. Even the old tin cans,
which were formerly condemned as use
less, and millions of wh'ch have been
planted ia the creation of the Back bay
distric t of 80-ton. are now utilized, anil
the metal sheet ma le from them can be
japanned, or tiune 1, or galvanized, or ,
treated in any way that the material
mad from the original ore is treated.
Out of the iron are made buttons, shoe
lace ends, show cards, telephones,electric
lights and letter boxes, small ware, etc.
Tue e are parties in Boston wno make
the collection of old tin, tin cuttings and
old tin cans a regular business, and make
money out of it. The material is sent to
New York, where it is utilized. So the
utili a‘ion of tin-plate cuttings and the
recovery of the tin has grown out of the
same channel of scientific thought and
experiment that long ago took the rags
from the dunghill and converted them
into sheets of pa_.er. —Boston Herald.
The Rigid to Shoot.
It is an ordinary affair in country life
for a farmer to and seharge a shotgun at
trespassers, aud he seems to be unaware
of the fact that he can be cenvicted of
murder in case the shot proves fatal.
The same impression, although in a less
degree, prevails in the city. There are
thousands of shopkeepers who would noi
scruple to shoot a person caught robb ng
their till, and as lor a housebreaker, there
is scare lv one man in a million who
would riot think himself justified in
shooting down the scoundrel at sight.
Yet a little rejection should convince
any one that he has no right to shoot in
any of the above casvs. The law on this
point is sufficiently explicit. You are
not to shoot unless in peril of yo ir life,
a id not then unless there is no chance of
flight. You may shoot a burglar or a
highwayman because you have a right to
in er that tue burglar or highwayman is
armed and will shoot you, and because
you c mnot es ape. But you have no
right to shoot the thief whom you may
detect in leaving your hall with your
ov reoat, nor the p ckpocket whom you
catch with his band in your pocket. The
pr ncip'e upon which the law is founded
is o> vious. You have ano al and legal
right to defend your life or the life of a
fellow being, but you have no r ght to
be the judge and executioner in the case
of a mis h meauor or felony. The courts
exist for the purpose of punishing the
crim s of housebreaking, felony, tliiev
ng. and fruit-steal ing, and when you
presu me to punish them you are rightly
j amenable to the law. If it were not for
s >me such provision, soc ety would fall
into chaos .-—PuUaddphi t Call.
The “Chestnut.”
The writer of “One Thing and An
other,” in the Detro t Free Rress, says:
I have received a number of letters about
s miething I wr >te the other week ou
chestnuts. One correspondent s lys that
the of the word “chestnut” as desig
natirg an old joke s by no means new.
This man is from Philadelphia and nat
urally claims the invention for his town.
He s iysthat at one i ne years ago, the
Chestnut Street Theatre was occupied
principally by minstrel companies, aud
everyone knows the staleness of the min
strel joke. So the phra e rose, when a
man told an old story, instead of saying,
“Tell it to the marines,” they said, “Tell
that in the Chestnut Street Theatre,”
and at last the phrase be •amo abbreviated
to the sing e word “chestnut.” A Buf
falo writer says that twenty years ago a
saloonkeeper in that town had a b ll
which he used to ring when the boys
became too noisy, and that this was
known as the chestnut gong. A New r
A ork man writes that in the play, “ ihe
Two Rose in which Irving takes a lead
ing part, there is a character who tells
another to ring the bell when a pun
made. “The Two Roses’’ is a play by
Jam s Albery. 1 see in the newspapers
that Harry AVright, t ie baseball man of
Philadelphia, claims to be the inventor
of the chestnut bell. He got Rea~h A Cos.,
of that town, to make them, and the firm
netted $23,000 from them during the first
three months of their tinkling existence.
Tiie Woolen Smoke Cure.
So much interest ii expressed in the
cures of felons, bruises, etc., effect and by
means of woolen smoke, that we give
the re ord of a fresh case. Recently a
little child of five years old fell from
some high place upon his face, and
struck thiee upper teeth ent rely
through the upper lip They had to b;
extracted, but the agony of the wound
was fearful. His mother left him in
some one’s care and went to do her
wa-hing on Monday. She was told of
| the smoke c ire.and when she went back
on Monday evening appl el it to the
i child. She took the pr caution to put a
i cent upon the hole in the inverted flower
1 pot. that she might regulate the smoke,
! and, guarding his noise and mouth from
| inhaling it, ap died it to the wounded
lip and ihe violently concussed jaw. In
; ten minutes the pain was much relieved,
j In an hour the child s erned as well as
| ever, except that the mouth was sore, and
lhe could only drink, not eat. —Bjshjn
| i ranscript.
How to Cool 'Water.
Here i-a s iggestion for keeping water
cool without the use of ice: Procure a
large ug and cover it to a thickness of
naif an inch with one or more layers of
any ki.,d of coarse cl tb, carpet or other
material. When filling the ug saturate
the jacket wth water .Kee > the jug in
a windy, sh dy place, and the evapora
tion of the water ia t e ja ket will ab
>orb enough heat to keep the water in the
ug plea-antly cool. A tin pa 1, litt and
with a very fine wire gau e lid and a
h'-avy, saturated jacket, set in a raised,
shaly wiudo.v, furni hes a far b ter
p ; ace to keep milk pure and sweet than
nine-tenths of the household refr gera
tors, which usually contain a little of
everyth.ng else but sweetnees -
Modern LocomotiTes.
The i-on horse is so common nowa
days that few note how rapidly his
kind increases. Th.re a e 1.100 loco
motives operated by Massachusetts lines
centering in Boston, and scarcely a
tm nth passes without a i addition to*the
number. The Albany and the Boston b:
Mane i os-ess not far from 50J lo omo
tivei. Thi It st locomotives are mon
sters compared with t ose buiit only r.
few ye rs ago, increased power as w 11
as speed baing the combination sought
by the builder t.—Boston. Transcript.
Wealthy Negroes.
John "W. Cromwell, a negro journalist
.n Philadelphia, has compiled an inter
esting exhibit of the business condition
ui his race in America,
The Carolinas take the leal in the
numbei of well-to-do negroes. North
Carolina has twenty who are worth from
SIO,OOO to S3O 000 each. In South Caro
lina the negroes own $10,000,000 worth
of property. In Charleston fourteen men
represent SIB,OOO, and Charles C. Leslie
is worth $12,000. The family of Noiset
tes, truck farmers, are worth $150,000.
In the city savings bank the negroes
have $124,026.35 on deposit. One man
has over $5,000. He recently bought a
SIO,OOO plantation and paid $7,000 in
cash.
In Philadelphia John McKee is worth
half a million He owns 400 houses.
Several are worth SIOO,OOO each.
The negroes of New York own from
five to six million dollars worth of real
estate. P. A. White a wholesale drug
gist, is worth a quarter of a million and
has an annual business of $200,000,
Catherine Black is worth $150,000.
In New Jersey the negroes own $2,-
000,000 worth of real estate. Baltimore
has more negro home-owners than any
other large city. Nineteen men are
worth a total of SBOO,OOO. John Thomas,
the wealthiest, is worth about $150,000.
Less than a hundred negroes in Washing
ton are worth a total of $1,000,000.
In Louisiana the negroes pay tax on
$15,000,000 in New Orleans, and $30,-
000,000 in the state. louie Lafcn, a
French quadroon, is worth $1,100,000.
The Mercer Brothers, clothiers, carr> a
stock of $300,000, Missouri has twenty
seven citizens worth a million dollars in
amounts ranging from $20,000 to $250,-
000.
The richest colored woman of the
south, Amanda Eubanks, made so by the
will of her white father, is worth SIOO,-
000, and lives near Augusta, Ga. Chica
go, the home of 18,000 colored people,
has three colored firms in business, whose
proprietors represent $20,000 each, one
$15,000 and nine $20,000. The Eastlakc
furniture company is worth $20,000.
A. J. Scott has $35,000 invested in
the livery business, and is worth SIOO,-
000, including a well stocked farm in
Michigan. Mrs. John* Jones and Kich
ard Grant are worth $70,000 each. A.
G. White, of St. Louis, formerly sur
veyor to the Anchor line of steamers,
after financial reverses, has, since the
age of forty-five, retrieved his fortunes
and accumulated $30,000. Mrs. M.
Carpenter, a San Francisco colored wo
man, has a bank account of $50,n00, and
Mrs. Mary Pleasant has an income from
eight houses in Lan Francisco, a ranch
near San Mateo and SIOO,OOO in govern
ment bonds. In Marysville, Cal. twelve
individuals are owners of ranches valued
in the aggregate at from $150,000 to
SIBO,OOO. One of them, Mrs. Peggy
Breden, has besides a bank account of
$40,000.
These stastics show that the brother in
black is making some headway in the
world. He is lean ing to “tote his own
skillet.”
Too Sure.
I belonged to a company that made
the famous raid around McClellan’s lines
before Richmond, under General Stuart.
It had been arranged we should divide,
and, taking different routes, meet at
New Kent Court House, the intersection
of several roads. I was among the first
party to arrive. We found that this lit
tle village was a depot for large supplies
for the Union army. They were so con
fident of their security that they did not
think of looking beneath our dust-laden
clothes for Confederates. We were too
few in number to take possession, and
must lie low until joined by others of our
party, so wo straggled around making
observations.
There were several finely furnished
sutler stores, and one of these, with two
of my comrades, I entered. As we
stepped to the bar, which was finely and
abundantly stocked,the proprietor asked:
“Champagne, gentlemen?”
“Certainly, and some of your finest
havanas,” we replied.
“May I ask to what cavalry you be
long,’ he continued.
“We? Oh, we are anew company sent
out after that rebel Stuart.”
“You do not mean to say he is any
where near here, do you? Of course he
is not. He would not dare venture here,
with the whole of McClellan’s army in
front of us.”
“We continued quietly sampling the
fluids, while he continued:
“I’m not a fighting man myself, but
I’d show him how that case could speak,
if I ever set eyes on him,” pointing to a
case of fine revolvers exhibited for sale.
Just then there was an unusual noise
without, and we caught a glimpse of the
remainder of our command, and we said:
“You had better set out a few more
glasses, and open another bottle or two:
those are some of our friends. Yes,
there is no use fooling longer, we are
Stuart’s cavalry.”
He, as well as several finely dressed
loafers, was too much astonished to make
the slightest resistance, and we were
soon in possession.
Such is Life.
A young man and a young woman lean
over the front gate. They are lovers.
It is moonlight. He is loath to leave, as
the parting is the last. He is about to go
away. She is reluctant to see him depart.
They swing on the gate.
“I’ll never forget you,” he says, “and
If death should claim me my last thought
will be o ■ you.”
‘•I’ll never forget you,’’ she sobs. “I’ll
never see anybody else or love them as
long as Ilive.”
They part.
Six yeais later he returns. His sweet
heart of former years has married. They
meet at a party. Between the dances
the recognition takes place.
“Let me see,” she muses, with her fan
beating a tattoo on her pretty hand,
“was it you or your brother who was my
old sweatheart ?” •
“Reallv, 1 don’t know,” he says.
“Probably my brother.”
The conversation ends.
Scavengers of Importance.
Next to the bowels, or rather in conjunction
with them, the kidneys and bladder are the
most important scavengers of the system.
Tli y purify the blood and carry off its refuse.
preventing rheumatism, drwp y. Bright's di—
ca-e and diabetes by their active cleansing
work. Hoetetter’s Stomach B tter*. when the
kidney* evince a tendency to relax the activity
of their important function, renews it. and
tiiusave ts renal maladie-, the m'-st difficult
to cope with, and which superinduce a fr.ght
ful loss of bodliy tissue, stamina and nesh.
"When the renal organs exhibit the slightest
gvinp'oms of inaction, they should at once re
ceive the needful stimulus from ties bafest.
surest and pleasantest of dinre i r =. Cnihsand
fever, dvspeps.a, constipation, iiver comp.amt
and debility are a so re nedied by it.
“Bct Marie, I thought you despised
Mr. Silmson?’ “So I do.” “Then
what did you marry him for?"’ So that
he would stay out evenings, and not
hang about me all the time.”
A uniform and natural result to produced by
cans Buckingaam’s D> efor the " hieier.N.
For a slight cold, a hacking co'jgh, or lung
trocblaa. tak* Ayer's Cherry Pectoral.
Wet and Dry.
"When the Board of Trade of Chicago
moved from the old business center there
was a rush for the old offices vacated by
the nabo'-s of commerce. After awhile,
the new tenants found the high-priced
rooms didn't pay, and sought all kinds
of excuses to move.
Among these unfortunates were Stubbs
and Stobbs. Each had rented an office,
Stubbs in the basement, Stobbs in the
attic. "When the renting agent came
around, Mr. Stubbs announced his inten
tion of moving.
“But you can’t doit, you know,” said
the agent.
“Why not ?”
“We’ve got you on a year’s lease.
“Well, I have reasons for abandoning
the case.”
“What reason ?”
‘ ‘This basement room is damp. The
glue in the desks got so moist they fell
to pieces. The books are all moldy, and
I’ve got rheumatism from it. I’d ought
to sue you for damages.”
The agent looked scared, muttered
something about “being sorry, move, of
course, if you must,” and went to see
Mr. Stobbs.
Stobbs surprised him with a similar
declaration of intention to move.
“What’s your complaint?” growled
the agent. “Dampness here, too, I sup
pose ?’’
“No, sir, just the reverse. Why, sir,
the sun has blistered the floor till it’s ail
out of plumb, my new desk is all scorch
ed, and I’ve got no blood left, with the
dry rot in this place.”
“You got very badly deceived by two
very shrewed men,” a friend told the
agent, a day or two later. “Those scamps
got rich on those offices.”
“How so ? They said wet and dry—”
“Yes, Stubbs was in the basement next
door to a saloon. Kept full all the
and got so jovial that everybody liked
him. Business boomed on account of
his rare good-nature.”
“And Stobbs ?”
“He was dry—very dry. Basement
saloon eight flights down. Kept sober
for a month from nec ssity, reformed,
and saved a farm in drinks in two
weeks !”
Ballash
“Prisoner, stand up. What’s the
charge, officer ?”
“Drunk, first, your Honor.”
“This don’t seem to be his first drunk,
by any means. What have you to say,
prisoner ?”
“Not guilty. It wasn’t the whisky,
your Honor, it was the water. I got
water-logged. ”
“The other charge is larceny, youi
Honor. He carried off two horse
weights.”
“Only borrowed them, sir. Got so
water-logged I had to use them.”
“What for ?”
*To steady myself. Meant to return
them. Couldn’t navigate alone. Used
them for ballast!”
Pastime.
“I say Napoleon crossed the Alps in
1800.”
“And I say in 1802.”
“You depend on memory.”
“No, I dont. I depend on pastime.”
“Pastime!”
“Certainly. Ain’t history a mere mat
ter of pastime?”
A Boss idea.
A farmer :t the ( entral Market Cue
other day was telling a wonde fui dr an
which his so i William Lad lately
dreamed.
“For three nLlits running,” sai l he,
as he h Id a bag ope n for a man to ex
amine the j o atoe , “! ill has dreamed of
findi g a jug of gold on our farm. He'd
find the -ug all r ght every time, and
make sure it v.a; full of money, but
wh n he woke u > he, eoulJn t remember
what field it was in.”
“That's too bad,” rad a woman who
wa looking for a crock of buitcr.
“.-o it was. i olfered him *5 tie last
time to remember, but ht couldn't fitch
it for love nor money. The jug is there,
but we c m’t locate it.”
“ nd what wi 1 you do?”
“I’ve struck an Idea since I start and
from horn;*. B.li will dream the same
thing to n ght. and I'm going to g t that
location right down tine:”
“How: ’
“Have one of these short-hand fel'ers
out there to take the hull tiling and v. n as
fa t as Bill dr am: it.' Wond r now
much one of ’em will c arge to come
out, and whether he ki.i be trusted:”—
Free P> e.i i.
Architect Edmond Legendre, 413 Suttci
street, San Francisco. Cab, states that having
suffered for a long time with a severe cough,
and failing to obtain any relief from doctor!
and the numerou-, preparations he took, he
became alarmed. Tried Red Star Cough Cura
and one bottle entirely cured him.
Mrs. Benedict, best known through her
fashion journal not only edits it, but suppl ics
a half dozen co.umns weekly for one of Phila
delphia's daily papers. She a'so do*-s the
editorial writing for a fashion journal other
wise edited and managed by a gentleman.
Mr. Ed. P. Weils, Thetis P. 0., Stevens Cos.,
Wash. Territory, was entirely cured of rheu
matism by the use of St. Jacobs Oil. He says:
“I consider it a wonderful remedy and will
always speak a good word for it.”
Grace King, the new writer to whom Dud
ley Warner is acting as literary godiather, is
both eccentric and untidy in her attire. Her
hair usua iy looks as if it had been brushed
the wrong way, and her hat seems to be con
stantly defying the laws of gravitation,
A New Wonder
Is not often rt-cu.ueu, m. tiiose who write to
Halett & Cos., Portland Ma ne, will learn of a
genuine one. You earn from (5 to $25 and
upwards a day. You can do the work and live
at home, wherever joj ara located. Full Par
ticulars wili be sent you tree. Some have
earned over $. r .O in a dav. Capital not nee ied
You are staite 1 n bu-ioeas tree. Both sexes.
All ages, immense p ofits sure for those who
start a once. Your tirst act should be to w rite
for particulars.
Why Will You Die.
SCOVILL'S SARSAPARILLA, OR BLOOD ASD
Liver Strep, forthecureof Scrofulous Taint,
Rheumatism, White Swelling, Gout, Goitre,
Consumption, Bronchitis, Nervous Debility,
Malaria, and all dis ase? aris ng from an im
pure condition of the blood- Certificates can
be presented from many leading physic.ana
ministers and heads of families throughout
the land, c;,dors ng Scovill’s Blood axd
Liver Strep. W e are constantly in receipt of
certificates of cures from the most re.iable
sources, and we recommend it as the best
known remedy for the cure of the above di*.
eases.
Stop that Cough that tickling in the throat J
Stop that (. onsumptive Condit.on !
You can be cured! You can't afford to wait’
Dr. Kilmer’s < ough Cure [ConmrnpHve. Om
will do it quickly and permanently. 25 cents.
Why go limping around with your boots
run over, when Lyon’s Heel Stiffeners will
keep them straight?
Piso’s Remedy for Catarrh is agreeable to
use. It is not a liquid or a snuff. 50c.
WANTED GOOD MAN
energetic worker: business in his section. Salary S7Q*
Beferenees-Am. Miuiufacrurnitr H*.n ISR. .-1 1 y >t.N.V
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P AT E N T S
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