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Clnnd and Snn«hino.
Wailing in gloom and pain;
Weary, oh! so weary*!
Steadily fall* the rain.
I)»rk the day, and dreary.
The. bitterest wind* are wailing loud,
And the funeral sky is clothed in cloud;
Will the win ne'er shine again?
<’o«mge! in heart and brain,
Though the bay be dark’ning;
Waiting Is not in vain,
If for God thou’rt heark'ning.
The drearest weather w ill change some day,
And never a cloud but will pass away,
And Hie sun must shine again.
lie still, sad heart, nor mind
The heat of fiery trying,
The mystery entwined
With "orrow and with crying.
The costliest gold, by a method slow, > '
Aluat Jose its dross in the hottest glow,
Hut it eoiw'lh forth refined,
— [R. Kelso Carter, in the Observer.
A RASH ACT. •
“So you’ve been bounced?” said 1
Mr*. Popover.
Marian Milman winced at the inele¬
gant word; but she understood enough
of the Popover style of dialect to know
that no harm xvas intended. Mrs.
Popover di«l not gauge her phraseology
by “Webster’* Unabridged,” but she
was a good soul, nevertheless.
“Yes,” she answered, meekly; “I’ve
been discharged^’.
Mr*. Popover was stout and short,
with no visible xvaist, a black lace cap
on the side of her head and her feet
Ihrttsl into carpet slippers.
Miss Milman xvas slight and grace¬
ful, xvilli ruddy brown hair and plead¬
ing hazel eyes, and looked every inch
tho lady in her shabby mourning,
j “*Pity, ain’t it?” said Mrs. Popover.
“This time o’ year, tool”
“Yes,” sighed Marian; “but I am
not tlie only sufferer. Thirty other
girls have gone, too. Business is so
dull after the holidays. Mr. Meredith
says xve shall bo re-engaged xvlien tho
state of trado 'warrants it. But I
haven’t much hope.”
* “ Ami wliaf ye goiu’ to do noxv?”
ssked Mrs. Pooovor.
i Marian die a long breath.
“I don’t know,” said site, piteously.
Just then the door opened, and a
blooming young girl came in, with a
satchel in lie" hand.
I “Is this Mrs. I’opover’s?” said she.
“Does Miss Milman— Oh, Marian,
you dear thing, I’ve found you iq
last I Oil, how glad I am to see
you I”
Marian gave a little gasp.
“Juliet Powers!” she cried. w
“Yes, it’s I!” beamed Juliet. “I
/fot tired of teaching school doxvn in
Holbrook Hollow, and tho trustees
were bo exacting, and tho children so
dreadful, that 1 made up iny mind to
ci.iiH* to you and see if l < > uhlii i "s- t
something to do iu the city.”
“Well, 1 declare!” said Airs. Pop
over. “Here’s Miss Marian herself
just been throxvod out o’business. I’d
like to knoxv how she's to help any¬
body else?”
Marian gave the good sou! an lip
pealing glance.
“I will do tho best I can,” said
dic.
And Juliet, an apple-faced, san¬
guine Matured young country lass,
no*tled close up to her.
“1 knew you would help me,” said
-he, “because you know nil about the
city. And oh, Marian, dear, I’m so
tired and so hungry!”
And thus Marian Milman became
charged with tho responsibility of an
another besido herself. And the days
went by, and situations xvere harder
than ever to obtain, and the little
eommon purse xvas exhausted, and
Mrs. Popovcr’s account became larger
than ever for the rent of the back bed¬
room. xvith its hideous green xvnll
paper, and its dispiriting outlook over
the roofs and smoky chimney
stacks.
“Marian,” said Juliet, “what are
wc to do?”
. She had come in tired and weary l
after a long day’s work at the old bus
mess of looking for employment,
i Marian sat gazing sorrowfully at a
clumsy parcel tint* lay on the table be¬
fore her.
} “They have sent back my poor little
screens and plaques unsold,” said she,
“xvitli a polite note intimating that the
market for that sort of thing is over
stocked.”
“Oh, Marian! Ami you worked so
hard at them! with a quick burst of
sympathy.
■ “The more fool I! To toll you the
,
truth, Juliet,” said Marian, xvith a!
forced smile, “1 begin to think that !
the market for everything; is over- j
stocked—life included.”
Juliet threw both her arms around
the slight young figure.
“Darling, you're tired and disconr
aged,” said she. “You’ll feel better
after dinner.”
“But, Juliet, there is.no dinner.”
Juliet threw open tho cupboard
doors, and gave one exhaustive glance
around its empty shelves. There were
the two china plates, the two cups
and saucers, the neat knives ami forks,
the pewter spoons, the ninc-cent pep¬
per and salts—but that was all.
“I'll go out and buy something,”
said she, cheerfully—“a neck of
mutton to boil up for soup, or au end
piece of corned beef.”
“You can’t make bricks without
straw,” said Marian, sadly, “nor buy
soup-meat without money. At least
I’ve never been able to do it.”
“Is t! !1 gone, Marian ?”
TIIE MONROE ADVERTISER, FORSYTII, GA„ TUESDAY, MARCH 31, 180E—EIGHT RAGES
“All but five dirty copper cents,
Juliet.”
Juliet clicked her tongue softly
against the roof of her mouth.
“Mrs. Popover will trust us for a
few of yesterday's rolls or a loaf
stale bread,” she suggested, cheerfully.
“No, Juliet, said Miss Milman,
resolutely. “We arc already too
much in Mrs. Popover s debt. I Wfc’l
ask no more favors from her.”
“Must wc starve?” resentfully de¬
manded Juliet.
“1 would rather Rtarve than sink
into the quicksands of debt,” Marian
firmly answered.
Juliets cheeks 11 u - lie J; she hit her
iips.
“There is a pawnbroker on Sixth
avenue,” said she. “And I have got
my mother’s old garnet ring and a
inosiac scarf-pin which my father
brought from Florence when lie was a
sea captain. I’ll go and see what I
can do.”
“But—a pawnbroker!” sobbed Ma.
rian. “Oh, Juliet, xvhat are xve
coming to?”
“No worse than many another has
come to,” said Juliet. “t beer up,
Marian! Remember that it’s always
darkest just before daylight.”*
And she kissed the'pule girl and
xvent cheerfully out.
The garnet ring and the mosaic
scarf-pin kept them for a xveek. Still
they xvere seeking for xvork—still the
same old answer was returned. For
every vacant place there xvas at least
a score of applicants.
They sought from place to place;
they traversed street after street, but
in vain. Anil ou a dreary February
night, xvlien the snoxv was turning to
discolored slush on the pavements and
a dismal fog hung over the streets,
Marian looked sadly up into her
friend’s face.
“Tho soles of my shoes are worn in
holes, Juliet,” said she. “Ary feet
aro soaking wet, and my head aches,
and—I don’t think I can go •but any
more. It’s of no use. I think heaven
has forgotten us.” '•A.
Juliet, stronger and more courage¬
ous, brewed her friend a cup of xveak
tea, and produced txvo soda crackers
from tho cupboard.
“Bit and drink, Marian, and ydu
xvill feel better,” said she. “I have
heard of a woman xvho wants a book¬
keeper in her business, and 1 must co
there at once, this very evening, be¬
fore any one else has a chance to
crowd me out.”
“You won’t get tho place, Juliet.”
“How* do y u knoxv?” cheerily.
“I don’t know it. 1 feel it.”
“Well, you’ll see. Eat and drink, l
sav, dear.* Don’t sit so mournfully
there.”
When you are gone, Juliet.”
But when Juliet xvas gone, Marian
rose and put the soda crackers back
into (he cupboard-.
“She thought I didn’t know they
xvere the two last,” said she. “Juliet
was always a hearty eater, She is not
so good at starving as 1 am. But the
end’s come at last!”
She took from the mantle a little
vial of dark liquid, labeled “Lauda¬
num” (Juliet bad hud ague in the face
a few days ago, and had used a - little
of it,) and looked at it questioning]}-.
“1 hope it isn’t very wrong,” she
murmured; “but—but it must be so
hard to die by inches! Harder still
to go to the poorliouse ou Blackxvell’s
Island! Oh, no, 1 could not endure
that!”
And removing t lie .cork, she drank
the bitter draught.
Surely this would be a dose strong
enough to silence all the pangs and
woes of a dozen poor souls!
“M ill it be painful?” she asked her¬
self, nestling down among the pillows
of her bed. “Because 1 have not much
strength to endure.”
No, it was not painful. Heaven b 3
thanked for that!
A sweet drowsiness, like the breath
of poppies, overspread her being, and
xvith a ha : f-mu nun red prayer on her
lips, Marian drifted into slumber.
“Didn’t I tell yon it was always
darkest before daylight? Wake up,
Marian—wake and rejoice with me!”
Thr ugh a sort of cloud, Marian
saw Juliet’s radiant face. She strug¬
gled iuto a sitting posture, and tried
to remember what had passed,
Was it true? or xvas it only a dream?
“Who do you think the woman
was who wanted a book-keeper? Why,
my mother’s dearest school friend!
She knew my name at once, and she
says she should have known mc any
xvhere from my resemblance of
mother. She is in tho perfumery
^business—oh, such a nice big store!—
nnd she manages it a:l herself. And
1 am to be book-keeper, xvith a nice
salary, and you are ter liaxe a good
place there, too—right away, Marian,
dear! And xve can pay good Mrs.
Popover now, and Jix*o like Christians
again; and I’ve brought home such a
nice little supper of cold roast chicken,
and hot potatoes, and a pitcher of
smoking coffee. A real treat, Marian,
House up, dear, and enjoy it.”
A faint, sad smile flickered into
Marian’s face.
Had all the suushiuecome, now that
it xvas too late? And yet, bow good
the little feast looked—how delicious¬
ly fragrant was the coffee.
With a feeble gesture, she pointed
to the little vial on the mantle. Juliet
would know what she meant.
“Why,” cried the girl, “where is all
my cough medicine? I got the bottle
tilled only resterdav, for I knew that
f kept you awake, coughing at night.
Mr*. Popovcr gave m< some out of
the children's bottle; she’s such a kind
old woman. Laudanum ? Oh, yes, l
know that’s what the label says, but
(he vial got tipped over long ago, and
all the laudanum leaked out! Never
mind, dear—we can easily got more
norw. We are not beggars any longer.
Here, sit up. Drink this hot coffee
before it has time to chill.* And eat
the chicken—and taste this dear little
teeny glass of current jelly. You sec
I'm getting extravagant, but wc have
been starved so long.”
“\Yhat a coward I have been!” said
Marian to herself. “Oh, thank God
that He has saved me front my own
rash will—saved me to begin life
anew—sax'ed me for new strength and
hope! Oh, I never, never xvUl aban
don myself to despair again, no mat
t er how dark the future seems!”
And Juliet never knew how near
Marian had come to the solution of all
life’s problems. It xvas a secret bc
tween herself and heaven!—fSatur
day Nbdit.
—
A Newport Incident.
One of the cliff cottagers, as they
are called iu Newport—the cliff cot¬
tages being the most costly and luxur¬
ious marine villas iu the world — was
said to have told an amusing and eng.
gestive story of his own experience.
It is the immemorial right of the
public in Rhode Island to have access
anywhere to the shore, that the right
of everyone to the common property
of the sea may not be abridged. The
beautiful walk along the clilf, extend¬
ing through all the finest estates in
Newport between the houses and
the shore, is duo to this privilege.
I he result is not altogether agreeable
to the proprietors, because the excur
sion trains and boats are constantly
bringing crowds of loiterers and pleas¬
ure-seekers, xvho choose for their
lunch the choice spots along this prom¬
enade. Oiie day a party of rural vis¬
itors arrived on the cottager’s grounds
to lunch, and not content to restrain
their steps to the walk to xvhich they
had a right, they construed theii
rights freely, and under the guidance
of an elderly dame xvandered over the
lawn and approaching tho house at
lunch time drew near, ascended the
broad seaward piazza, and disposing
themselves upon the chairs and sofas,
spread their lunch upon the piazza
tables and made ready for the repast.
The owner, xvho from within had
watched the proceeding xvith some
perturbation of spirits, then appeared,
iu a highly imperative mood, upon
the piazza, xvho xvas evidently tin
commander-in-chief of the marauders,
said, xvith extremely strained polite¬
ness, that strangers had an unboubted
right to walk along the clitf, but that
lie had a right to his house and Ins
piazza and his tables ;yul sofas and
chairs, and he should be exceedingly
obliged if they xvould retire inline
diately. As lie spoke, lie confronted
the intruders with threatening severity
of aspect. But the general command¬
ing turned upon him her benevolent
spectacles, and said, xvith the suavity
of an honest grandmother: “Why,
Jaw! you xvouliln’t turn us off, would
ye? Sakes alive! ye’d be welcome to
cat your lunch on the piazza, or in the
house, or anywhere you pleased by
our xvay.” And she beamed upon
him xvith such benignity that, wholly
unprepared for a sunburst instead of a
storm, lie was speechless, and, greatly
amused, xvithdrexv from the field.
— [Harper’s Magazine.
The Judas Tree.
“The Judas tree is a native of tht
southern countries of Europe, and is s
handsome low bush xvitli a flat,
spreading top. In tlie spring it is pro¬
fusely covered xvith purplish pink
blossoms which burst out before the
leaves begin to unfold. The blossoms
have an agreeable acrid taste and are
made into salads and sometimes fried.'
There is an ancient tradition that
Judas hung himself from this species
of tree. A tree called the Judas tree
is common to some parts of the Amer¬
ican continent. It differs somewhat
from the one described, but the blos¬
soms are made into good pickles and
the young txvigs are bought by dyers
for the brownish pigment contained
in them. The Judas tree draws great
numbers of bees around to feed on the
sxvcets contained iu its blossoms”.—
[Detroit Free Press.
AH Firecrackers Made in China.
Firecrackers are not made at all ir,
this country. They are all imported,
and come principally from China,
About two years ago several manufac
' turers of fireworks in New York intro
duced the making of giant firecrackers,
but the industry i as not increased tc
any extent. No one in recent years
has even attempted to make the smaL
firecrackers. The reason for this-state
of things is a financial one. There i?
no secret about tlie making of fire¬
crackers, and Americans are just as
well able to do it as anybody; bui
Chinese labou is so cheap that it does
not pay to manufacture them in thi;
country. The duty upon them is eight
cents a pound, which amonn's tc
something over 100 per cent, ad valo¬
rem.— [Boston Cultivator.
OYSTER SHELLS.
The Bivalves Put to Many Good
Uses.
Remarkable Evidence of the
Indian’s Liking For Oysters,
It has been estimated that 23,000,.’
000 bushels of oysters are opened an¬
nually in the United States, and that
this represents an accumulation of
shells amounting to not loss than-243,-
390,000 cubic feet, which if spread
out would cover a space of more than
450,000 yards square to a depth of
three feet.
No doubt the majority of persons*
who have assisted in eating the oysters
contained in this enormous amount of
shells seldom give a thought as to
what becomes of these rough, uncouth
coverings. A few, perhaps, if ques¬
tioned on the subject, would be likely
to reply that the only way in which
they had seen them utilized was in
filling up and making roads, em¬
bankments and wharves. Neverthe¬
less, this is but one of their many
uses, as they are extensively employed
in making “stools’’ for new oyster
beds, by spreading them on the bot¬
tom of the bays and other bodies of
water in which oysters are propagated,
thus forming a bed upon which the
spawn settles and grows into maturity.
They are also converted into lime,
servo as ballast for vessels, and made
into fertilizers. In addition to this
they play an important part in the
poultry yard, where, in a powdered
form, they are much sought after by
those engaged in raising fowls of every
kind.
The early colonists used nothing but
oyster-shell lime, and in many pafits
of New England there still exist mills
and kilns devoted entirely to the in¬
dustry of converting the shells into
that material. They have been used
in making a hydraulic cement, when
mixed with clay and magnesia, and
gave perfect satisfaction, not only in
laying drains, coating cisterns and (he
like, but also in making garden vases,
fountains and other ornamental ob¬
jects exposed to the elements.
That these shells have been used for
fertilizing purposes for hundreds of
years is evinced by the fact that even
noxv, in some portions of Canada,
what is called “Mussel-mud,” is dug
out of the remains of extinct oyster
beds by huge machines adapted to the
purpose and spread in thick layers
ox r er the land. This is merely a sur¬
vival of an old custom, as xve are told
that in early times they xvere labori¬
ously dredged out and used for the
same purpose.
Mr. Ernest Ingersoll, a noted au¬
thority on the history of this favorite
bivalve, states that “along the Pamlico
Sound, in North Carolina, when the
weather becomes xvarm and there is no
employment for their boats, the fish¬
ermen rake up boat loads of rough
‘bunch’ or ‘coon oysters’ and carry
them to tlie farmers to be sold and
used as a fertilizer, for xvhich from
three to five cents a bushel is paid.”
These “coftn” oysfers are seldom
eaten, but arc found in immense quan¬
tities in southern xvaters, every stake,
bit of sunken log, or the branches of
fallen trees being loaded down xvith
them.
In (he northern and eastern slates
the immense mounds of oyster, clam
and mussel shells found in var'ous lo¬
calities along the coast prove inex¬
haustible mines for agriculturists, xvho
use them as a top dressing for their
farms. In the neighborhood of Dama
riscotta, Me., t lie re are’ mounds xvhich
arc estimated to contain not less than
8,000,000 cubic feet of shells—a lasting
monument to the red man’s partiality
for crustaceons food. Prior to being
ustyl the shell must be burned, xvhich
.is done in rude, home-made kilns.—
[Detroit Free Press.
California’s Gold Treasure.
Never in any other country lias a
change in the political dominion been
folloxved so promptly by so marvelous
an increase of wealth and population,
of productive industry and general in
telligence. Nex’er did a province re
pay nexv masters more liberally for
their trouble in its acquisition, nor
did any other conquered territory ever
receive greater benefit from conquest,
The most notable instance in history
of triumphant invasions rewarded
xvith great sums of precious metal
xvere those of Babylonia by Cyrus, of
Persia by Alexander, of Mexico by
Cortez, and of Peru by Pizarro—ail
populous empires xvitli wealth accu
mulated through centuries of pros
perity. Yet not one of them yielded
to its conquerors, xvithin a generation,
so much treasure as did desolate Caii
fornia to the Americans. — [Century,
~
Sentiment Gets a Setback.
They were walking out, on a per
fectly cloudless night, in the light of
the big round moon, which seemed
unusually bright and beautiful. lie
was of a decidedly sentimental tern
perament; she was more matter-of
fact. Suddenly lie clasped his hands,
and cried out rapturously: “Ob,
Mzude, look at the moon to-night!
Isn’t it beautiful—beautiful?”
“Un't it, Henry!’’ she replied, xvith
equal enthusiasm. “It looks just like
a big fried egg—don't it, dear?”
__
Riding a Buffalo.
Lester V. Gridlcy, a North Pla tc
(Neb.) stockman; tells a story of n
ride be once took on the back of a buf
fal ° near tort Wailacc » ^ eb * He turn
from a hunt alone with the hind*
J" 1 *??" f “ c ™!’ :e f 7 “"* ' h °
Lad killed over his sliouidor, he aCci
dentally ran into the herd again and
was surrounded before he icalizcd his
situation.
“My dodging in and out almost
caused a stampede,” he continued. -“I
knew if a panic took place among the
beasts I would be trampled to death.
I suddenly determined on a bold
, rok,> , a " J ... ' «*"* , *
shaggy young bull, grabbed hold of
the long hair on his fore shoulders and
Swung myself ou to his back. The
bellow that came from the fellow made
me wish that I had not decided on such
a risky push for liberty. The bellow
ing xvas taken up by the rest of the
herd, and soon we were living along
at a terrific rate over gulches and up
hill and down. I was blinded by the
sand thrown by the hoofs of the beasts,
but with my eyes closed lmng on like
grim death. For half an hour the
herd kept up a terrific pace, and dur¬
ing that lime my legs were almost
crushed out of my boots by the crowd¬
ing animals.
“I began to think my time had come.
I was so weak I could scarcely keep
my scat, and was about to let myself
fall from the back of my buffalo when
I succeeded in scraping some of the
sand out of my eyes. I discovered
then that wc were running parallel
with the- railroad track, and as the
bank xvas high and steep the animals
had not ventured to climb the incline.
The beast I xvas riding xvas the closest
to the track, and I knew if I reached
the top of the embankment I xvould be
safe. I dragged myself together the
best I could and prepared for aspring.
I got my feet on bis back and jumped
for the embankment. I .leaped at the
right time, for the movement of the
young bull’s body sent me flying half
way up tlie bank, and there I xvas
safe in the sand. For five xveeks after¬
ward I xvas confined to my bed.”—
[Chicago Tribune. ■
Why They Make ait S Backward.
It Ts a common thing to see on home¬
made signs in -mious parts of the city
the letter S written backward. This
is often, also, done by children.
Speaking on the subject a distinguished
physician, xvho is iu the habit oi
knowing the xvhvs and xvherefozes oi
things, said: “The explanation if
very simple. The natural method oi
most writing is to go ahead; to xvritc
from you, but in making an S the
process is to start at tho top of tin
letter and write baekxvard. Tho child
or the person unaccustomed to making
letters, begins at the top"of the letter g
and writes forward, and then xvondere
why it is that the letter looks so queer.
The engraver of card plates is obligee
to engrave his xvriting backward ic
order that xvlien printed it shall read
forward. The force of habit in en
graving backward is so strong that
letter engravers of card plates or other ’
engraved plates often make Mistakes
xvlien called upon to make xvriting on
silverware. In this xvay a letter en
graver once put the inscription on a
whole set of valuable silverware back
xvard and never discovered his error
until his customer found it out. In
the same xvay spoons, xvatches, rings,
and so on have often been marked
backward by engravers. Such mistakes
are costly, and often make it necessary
to make over again the articles so
marked. Compositors are obliged to
set up their matter baekxvard, and soon
learn to read it either way xvitli equal
facility.”—[Nexv Y T ork Sun.
Telegraph and District Messenger Boys.
An army of 12,000 boys is employed
in tlie telegraph and district messenger
service in and around the metropolis.
These boys get from $3.50 to $-4 a
week, but (lie cost of their uniforms
and the heavy flaps which are levied
upon them for trivial causes would
rrake their incomes very much smaller
were it not for the odd “tips”* which
; they get from time to time. Then,
I again, the messenger boy is in tfie line
; of promotion to sergeant, to clerk and
j to telegraph operator, and xvith ex’ery
step his pay increases. In the up¬
town districts, especially iu and around
the Tenderloin' precinct, xvhere the
district messenger service is only in
full blast in the small hours of tlie
; night, tlie small boys do the day xvork
atftd the big boys serve at night.
’ These lads make more in presents in a
week than their wages xvould amount
; to in a month. The Stock Exchange
pays tlie highest wages received by
boys in the messenger service. Its
boys get from $4 to $7 a week, their
unifoftns free, a yearly Christmas
present of $25, ha\ r e only to work
from 9.30 ?. in. to 3 p. m., and have
t^elr Sundays and all public holidays
1 themselves.— [Nexv
to Y~ork Times.
;
The Middle Ages.
The “middle ages” is a term of no
j definite period, but varying a iiitie
with almost every nation. In France
it was from Clovis to Lonis XI. (481
to 1461). In England, from the Hep
tarchy to the accession of Henry VII.
(44)9 to 1485). In universal history
it xvas from the overthrow of the
Roman empire to the revival of let levs
(the fifth to the fifteenth century)
LABOR IN CHIU
Native Laborers are Muscular,
Strong ~ and Hardy. .( i
„_
Chilian Methods of Working are
Primitive, But Practical,
From Theodore Childs’ article in
Harper’s describing a coasting voyage
in southeVn latitudes, we make this
interesting extract about tho native
workmen of Chili:
The next day wc were anchored in
Hi© ba y °f Corouel. Tho Osiris was
stirr.-uii.loa by lighter* Men with
coal, which was being rapidly sliov
c’ied into the bunks by dark-skinned
natives. The white mist that hung
over u* made the water look like dull
silver; in the foreground were ships
at anchor and small lighters provided
with winches and nets for dredging
up tho bits of coal that fall into the
water while the steamers are loading;
in the background were the wind¬
ing wheels of the coal pits; the
moles surmounted by trains of coal
trucks; the sickly sulphurous smok e
streams of the inevitable smelting
works; the small town of Coronel
clustered along the sandy black beach;
and behind, the green hills diapered
with mule paths and patches of red
or yellow earth. The meals of the coal
heavers on tho foredeck interested
us. Great bowls of beans, lumps of
salt beef and fat, piles of biscuit, and
gallons of cotleo were served out to
them. Each man took what ho needed
of the solids, chose his corner on the
rail, over tho hatches, or simply on
tho bare deck, and ate with no more
comfort than a dog. Then each man
produced a large violet mussel shell,
which lie used in lieu of a spoon to
scoop up tho beans and drink the
coffee. * Let it bo remarked
that theso coal-heavers earn high
xvnges, as much as five Chilian dollars,
or say ten shillings gold, a day, and
their food gratis; and yet they remain
little better than good-natured brutes,
taking no strong drinks xvliile they
arc at xvork, but ready for any quan¬
tity of dissipation after sunset, im
provident in the extreme, and xvilling
to work, and to xvork xvcll, only when
they have no money left to spend.
While watching those strong muscular
felloxvs, I had some conversation xvitli
the Russian timber merchant about his
sxperience of men and things in Chili,
the subject having been led up
to by my remarking the frequent evi¬
dences of primitiveness in Chilian
methods of working. Speaking of
the great strength and hardiness of the
Chilian native laborer, Herr C* said
[hat this xvas still more noticeable in
the more southern forest dis
tricts. At Puerto Montt, for
instance, which is ono of the
most important timber ports, the
work is done entirely by hand. The
trees are felled xvith axes, sawn into
planks on tho spot by hand, and the
planks carried to the port from a dis¬
tance of ten or twelve miles balanced
on the shoulder of a man, xvho goes
along under his burdonat a run. None
blit native Chilians could do such
work, and, given the absence of roads,
and above all the nature of the work¬
men, all attempts to modernize the
methods of getting out the timber
have failed. Experiments h ive been
made in introducing North American
machinery, but xvithout success. The
innovators have invariably lost their
money, and the natives, accustomed to
do everything xvi:li their hands,
have in the end wilfully broken the
machinery, in order to have done
with it. I mentioned the fact that
tlie Chilian government, as 1 had been
informed, meditated the essay of Nor¬
wegian and Swedish colonists in these
southern forest regions. Herr C. xvas
of opinion'that this scheme xvas utter¬
ly improbable, for tlie simple reason
that Scandinavian colonists would re¬
fuse to live like pigs, as the Chilians
live. The present primitive methods
are the cheapest and the most practi*
cal.
Electric Lights for Mines.
Great progress in practical science
has been made since Sir Humphrey
Davy, in 1S16, invented the safety
lamp. But slight improvements have
been made until recently, and then ii;
only a few localities, laments the
Washington Star, in the manner ol
lighting mines so as to protect life ai#l
property. Within two- or three year. 1
it has been discox'ere-1 that electricity
can be applied xvitli almost absolute
immunity from explosion, Indeed,
during the use by some of the Hocking
Valley mines of Ohio and by the iron
and copper mines of the Lake Superior
region, not an accident has occu red.
If tlie legislation of all the mining
stales xvas so shaped as to require that
electric lights should be employed by
the companies a^d operated by other
persons than the miners themselves it
is considered probable that iexx r if any
explosions or other casualties due to
lighting would happen, The Main
moth mine accident iu. xvhich all the
men perished xvas attributable to the
fact that an open light xvas in use.
The Pennsylvania papers are calling
for a stringent laxv xvhich shall make
it obligatory not only on the mine
owners but also on the mining opera
llves to use safety lamps or, better
s ill, tiiat the mines shall be lighted by
eiccricity-
You Are In a Bad Fix,
But wc will cure you if you will pi»y
Us. Men who arc Weak, Nervous ah 1
J^wiitatcd, sufTerirg Oom .Verw n#
feet.* of early Evil Habits, or later indis
eretions, which lead to Premature Decay
,.,u,irular, ,.r a Home Care. Beat
(sealed) free, by addressing I)r. Parker's
Medical and Surgical Institute, lot North
Spruce street, Nashville, Tenn. Swainy They
guarantee a cure or no pay. — The
Morning.
The Queen’s Itebuke
A fact but little known is that besides
Lord Kingsalc and Lord Forester, there
is another individual who Ins the pre¬
rogative of remaining covered in tho
presence of the British sovereign—name¬
ly, the Master of Trinity College, Cam¬
bridge. Audit this a curious anecdote
has been narrated; A superstition pre
va U concerning the necessity for exer¬
cising the right or losing it altogether,
so when ou a eertaiu occasion the Queen
visited Cambridge University, the then
well-known and highly popular during Master
of Trinity kept his hat on the
proceedings. 'The Queen apparently did
not notice the circumstance, and the
Master b gun to feel uncomfortable. At
length, just as her majesty was about to
depart, he deferentially approached and
said: “Your Majesty has perhaps won¬
dered that I should appear so far wanting
in respect as to keep my hat on all day,
but—er—perhaps it lias escaped your
Majesty’s memory that Lord Kingsalc in
Ireland, Lord Forester in England and
also the Master of Trinity have a right to
keep their hats on in the presence of their
Sovereign.” “Quite so -ahem but not
in the presence cf a Philadelphia lady!” was tho
freezing rejoinder.—j Rec¬
ord.
A Cough Syrup that Can lie lteliefl
' Upon.
Boggs’ Cherry Cough Syrup gives
wonderful satisfaction wherever it is
tried. It allays irritation of tho throat
and bronchial tubes, makes expectoration
easy, and relieves all soreness of the lungs
and chest. E cry bottle is xvairanted to
give satisfaction.
Price 25c., 50c. and $1.00 per bottle. Sold
The large bottles are the cheapest.
by B. D. Smith.
A Criterion of Wives.
The plural xvife system prevails at San
Carlos, Arizona, xvhere it is regarded by
Apache bucks as profitable, for the rea ¬
son that wives are tireless toilers. They
chop wood, carry xvater, pack hay, herd
stock, build wickiups, calculated cook and, in fact,
do all the labor to contribute
to the necessity and comfort of the camp.
Apache ‘women are merchantable, are
bought and sold. A buck’s xvealth is
estimated in part by the number of his
wives. The value of a wife is calculated
by the xveight she can carry—therefore
those having defective spines and xvho
are unable to pack a -sack of Hour or a
bundle of hay or an eighth of a cord of
wood and a pappoose at the same time
are not regarded as valuable property,
and are less appreciated burro.—[Globe by their masters (Arizo¬
than a pony or a
na) Si u ’cr Belt,
Boggs’ Family Medicines.
These medicines are daily gaining
greater popularity, and the stead’Iv in¬
creasing demand lor them can only bo
accounted for by ih ir true merit. They
are prepared xvith the utmost care, and
each medicine is put up for a particular
disease. Every bottle is guaranteed label, to
do all that is claimed for it on the
so that no one xvho buys a bottle of
Boggs’ Family Medicines can be disup*
pointed. Sold by B. D. Smith.
onus a. wout.ds to conujcmk.
•" “Show me the man that struck my
wife.”
“What do you want to do xvitli him?”
“I want to get him to tackle iny
mother-in-law.”— [Epoch.
A Good, Reliable Liniment.
We take pleasure in recommending
Beggs’ Tropical Oil. It has given inflama- won¬
derful satisfaction in reducing of
tion, both for man and beast. In case
sprains, bruises, old sores, or pain in tho
sides, lungs, or back, no liniment can bo
found that will give such instantaneous
and permanent relief. Every bottle is
fully guaranteed. Price 25 and 50 cents.
Sold by B. I), Smith.
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