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Twilight.
Women, moths, bats, beetles, toads
Love the passing away of day.
The graying of all colors bodes
To them soft circumstances, fair play
For purposeless activities
And undefined sympathies.
Now one’s mind is like his dress—
No one can its color guess ;
Now one’s heart is like the sky
Changing, doubtful, rich;
And conscience like the cross-roads sign
That tells not which is which.
I take some vagrant scqnt for guide—
Hweet-brier, lilac, mignonette,'
Woodbine, hawthorn, violet,
And wander far i.nd wide,
Homeless, nameless, kith nor kin,
Nor law above me nor within.
But wayside things I gladly greet,
As of my blood’s most cherished strain.
They feed me with forbidden sweet;
Though drawn apart, I’m theirs again.
I kiss the stars, I clasp the sky,
And with the clouds on hill-tops lie.
For I have defied humanity,
And put a looser vesture on ;
Dead thiugs have living, tongues for me
In deserts I am not alone.
Though outcast, rebel, renegade,
Dark nature maketh me amends,
Her springs tabooed yield me sweet aid,
Her creatures are my secret, friends.
- linger Siorian.
ROSE GERANIUM.
“ I hate the odor I”
Harry Penryth dropped the tiny
spray of rose geranium which he held,
and a shudder crept over him. It was
on the wide, cool verandh of a large
hotel at one of the fashionable watering
places, and his companion was Mrs.
Warburton, a young and lovely widow
She looked up into his handsome face
with a peculiar glance from under her
long, black eyelashes.
“ Why, Mr. Penryth,” she cried,
gayly, “what an idea! To hate a
flower!”
He tried to smile, but it ended in a
failure.
“ I will tell you, Mrs. Warburton,”
he answered, “ and then, perhaps, you
will understand me better. In the first
place, ever since I can romembor—even
when a child—the odor of rose gera
nium causes a curious sickening sensa
tion to creep over me. I cannot" under
stand it; it is a sort of antagonism, or
repulsion, for which I fail to account.
Then later ”
He paused, and a far-away look stole
into his dark eyes, as though recalling
the past; a leaf turned down on some
page of his life-history.
“I had a dear friend once,” he went
on, after a pause, “ a dear friend—l
never had another. Gerald Brookes and
I were like brothers; modern edi
tions of Damon and Pythias they- used
to call us in the college where wo were
educated. I had no hopes or aspira
tions apart from Gorald ; and his inter
ests were as dear to me as my own.
Nothing could hurt him which did not
hurt me. 1 regretted exceedingly—re
gretted with a strange pang of jealousy
-when at last, in the course of events,
Gerald fell in love. The lady was one
whom he had met while traveling for
the lirm which employed him. I never
met Miss Delorme, but I learned she
was the perfection of grace and beauty;
an elegant and accomplished woman,
and withal, an arrant coquette. She
was heartless and unprincipled, and set
about breaking my friend’s heart,
coolly, deliberately and systematically.
Mrs. Warburton, that woman was as
certainly the nmrderess of Gerald
Brookes as though sho had slain him
with her own hand, for she blighted his
holies, and ruined his peace and lured
him on with her false, deceitful smiles,
and her glorious beauty, until he con
fessed his love and cast his heart, his
great, noble, manly heart, at her feet,
only to be laughed at and told scorn
fully that she was on tho eve of mar
riage with a ileorepit old millionaire.
“ Now Miss Delorme’s favorite per
fume—so Gerald had told me—was rose
geranium. She wore the flower fre
quently ; its scarlet spikes glowing in
vivid relief in the braids of her jet
black hair. Somehow I camo to asso
ciate the two—the woman and the
flower—which Iso unaccountably dis
liked, and a feeling sprang up in my
heart for Miss Delorme which grew
and flourished like the blossom itself a
feeling of strong aversion.
. “ And so time passed, and poor Ger
ald was daily fed with false hopes and il
lusions until at last the blow fell. Had I
been in his place when tho knowledge
of her baseness came to me I should
have spurned her as I would a noxious
reptile from my path ; but Gerald was
not made of as stern stuff as I am, and
so he could not recover from the shock.
Oh ! Mrs. Warburton, it w T as an awful
blow to me when they told me the
dreadful truth that Gerald Brookes had
taken his own life 1
•
“It all occurred in the far South,
where he was traveling. I sent at once
for his body—poor, murdered boy 1 It
came. He looked like a marble statue
lying there, white, cold and dead, his
hands folded over the heart that had
boat with true and faithful love for the
woman who was the cause of all this,
and clasped in his dead hands I found
a spray of rose geranium ; I tore it from
his grasp; I could not see his body
and esecrated by anything she had
t ouclied or cared for. From that
hour I have hated the odor and sight of
the blossom with greater intensity than
ever. It may be childish and weak in
me ; if so, I confess my weakness, but
1 cannot resist it.”
He paused and rested his handsome
he ad on one white, shapely hand. Har
ry Ponryth was young and wealthy, and
mi ny a woman bad endeavored to
awaken a reponsive chord in his
heart. But although he moved in
gay society and was courteous to all, and
attentive to some, no woman bad ever
really touched his heart until he had
met sweet Lily Moreton. But Ethel
Warburton, the rich young widow, loved
him with a most wild, absorbing
sion which carried everything before V>
k > j.' afty Mrs. Warburton soon dis-'
THE NEWS lH AND FARMED.
VOL. XI.
covered that there was no engagement
existing between Miss Moreton ami
Mr. I’enrvth, and racked lier brain for
some method of disenchanting the
young man, and turning his love for
Lily into aversion and dislike.
While Harry Tenryth related the
story of his friend and his tragic death
Mrs. Warburton’s face had grown very
white ; a wild, haunted look stole into
her eyes, and the little hand, which
held a sprig of the obnoxious rose gera
nium was icy cold and trembled.
She threw the flower away.
“I’m sorry I offended you with mv
geranium,” She said, humbly, “it is no
favorite of mine !”
It was a deliberate falsehood, but no
matter. “ The end justifies the means ”
—-at least she thought so.
As soon as she was alone in her own
chamber she paced the floor like a
caged tigress.
“My God!” she panted, breathlessly,
“what would he say—how he would
scorn me, if he knew that I am Ethel
Delorme, the woman who jilted Gerald
Brookes ! But he never shall know. 1
love him ! I love him! And I shall win
him, if I die for it!” She fell into a
profound roverie. All at once her dark,
beautiful face lighted up strangely. “I
have it!” she exclaimed. “I believe I
can see my way.”
That night Mrs. Warljurton stood be
fore the mirror in her room, arrayed for
the hop which was to take place below
stairs. She was regal in cream satin
anil lace, with white roses in her mag
nificent black hair. She moved slowly
toward a window where a pot of rose
geranium was sitting, and stooping over
it, broke off a mass of scarlet bloom.
Then humming softly to herself, she left
the room, crossed the wide corridor, and
tapped at a door.
“Come in !” cried a sweet voice, and
Mrs. AVarburton turned the knob and
entered Lily Moreton’s room.
“How lovely you are 1” she cried,
rapturously, a jealous pang at her heart,
meanwhile, as her eyes fell on the slen
der figuro in white lace and pearls. “But
oli, Lily, my love !” she added, with a
gush of apparent sincerity, “why do you
wear pearls ? See ! I have brought you
some of my favorite flowers. I laised
I hem myself. I cannot wear them with
this costume ; red and yellow would be
too gorgeous for me, and I do think
this dash of scarlet with your lovely
white lace would bo ioo pretty for any
thing. Will you wear them, ma there ?”
The young girl looked pleased. She
was a stfect, tender-hearted little thing,
incapable of deceit, and, therefore, un
suspecting.
“You are very kind, Mrs. Warburton,”
she replied ; “indeed I will wear them.”
So the wily widow fastened., the, red
blossoms in Lily’s golden hair and at
her throat and waist as conspicuously
as possible; then, her work accom
plished, she flitted away.
When Lily descended to the grand
salon below she was joined at once by
narry Penryth, who offered her his arm
for a promenade. A pair of flashing
black eyes followed the two as they
moved slowly through the rooms, and a
pair of rosy lips curled with a strange
smile as she saw Harry Penryth gaze
fixedly at his companion, and turn pale
to the very lips. The subtle instinct
which so strangely affected the young
man was slowly but surely entering his
heart.
After a time Mrs. Warburton observed
Mr. Penryth making his way through
the crowd to her side. He looked pale
and troubled.
“Gome out and walk, Mrs. Warburton,
will you not?” lie said, offering her his
arm. With a triumphant look in her eyes
she arose, and they strolled out into the
moonlight.
“Where is Miss Moreton ?” queried
the widow, archly.
“I do not know,” lie replied, a trifle
coldly. “Let us sit here,” Ire added,
pointing to a rustic seat.
It was a lovely night; his companion
was beautiful and fascinating. Heaven
only knows of what foolishness Harry
might have been guilty, but just then
a voice foil on their ears from the shrub
bery near.
“Ah, Dupont!” cried a man’s voice,
and a whiff of cigar smoke floated by;
“why didn’t you tell me ‘the Delorme'
was here?”
“Delorme?” returned his companion,
“1 don’t know of whom you are speak
ing.”
The first speaker laughed lightly. i
“You remember the woman that jilted
Brookes, don’t you ? Poor Gerald ! lie
was a noble follow ! Well, she afterward
married old Warburton, the millionaire,
and worried him into his grave within a
year. She’s a fascinating wido\t, and
the young men (who do not know lier)
flock round her like moths in a candle!
I hear Penryth is the last victim !”
“Indeed?” laughed the other; and
the two passed on.
Harry Penryth turned on his com
panion a face of marble whiteness.
“What does this mean?” he gasped.
“Answer me ; are you Ethel Delorme?”
She laughed recklessly.
“Is it fair to place me forever under
a ban ?" she asked, “just because a man
whbm I never could love was foolish
enough to care for mo ? Mr. Penryth, I
was not to blame, listen!”
“Hush!” he said, sternly. “Don’t at
tempt any palliation. Shall I take von
back to the house, Mrs. Warburton ?”
And Ethel AVarburton knew that it
was all over, that the game was played,
the die thrown and lost!
* * * *
Alone on the moonlit veranda, Lily
Moreton sat, pale aud sad. Harry Pen
rytli came to her side and bent tenderly
over her.
“Lily,” he whispered, “where did you
get those rose geraniums?”
She started slightly, and blused.
“Mrs. Warburton gave them to mo,”
she replied ; “wasn’t she kind?” *
“Very,” he answered, dryly. Ho sat
down then beside Lily and told her the
stoiy of his friend and his tragic fate.
Before it was concluded she had torn
the blossoms from their resting places
and Roused them over the veranda rail
ing. They fell on the grass plot below,
right at the feet of Ethel AVarburton.
And recognizing them she ’ knew the
LOUISVILLE, (iA., THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 15, 1881.
truth, knew that her wicked wiles had
not- succeeded, and all was lost.
And she was right, for before the sea
son was ended the newspapers an
nounced the wedding of Lily Moreton
and Harry Penryth.
The Wonderful Hank of Morocco.
G. Woodman gives this reminiscence
in tho k'.ipiTssiiht"’* Monthly ; Adams A-
Cos. and the Adams express company
did a very profitable business in receiv
ing from brokers and others notes of
the several banks of the country and
presenting them for redemption, charg
ing double rates for this business. At
that time there were a class of banks in
Indiana known as free banks. Any per
son who could purchase 850,000 worth
of bonds could deposit them with the
auditor of state and receive that amount
in bank notes ready for circulation
when signed by the bank’s president
and cashier, and these notes were re
deemable only at the counter of flic
bank. It was an object, therefore, to
the bankers to place the bank where it
would be difficult to get at, and then
loan out its notes aud let thorn circulate
as money. Under instructions I kept
three or four men ready to start on a
moment's notice to hunt up these banks
and present their notes. Many of them
were located in towns which had no ex
istence except, on paper, and were very
difficult to find. At one time when ail
my men w T ore away, except one who W’as
sick, I received a package containing
81,000 on the bank of Morocco. This
bank, I learned from the state auditor,
was located on the Grand Prairie, about
fifty miles west of Lafayette and one
hundred and twenty-five miles from
Indianapolis. The Lafayette aud Indi
anapolis railroad was "then running
about fifty miles of that distance, and
the rest of the way had to be traveled on
horseback and coach. Procuring a
horse at Lafayette, I started west
through the prairie with scarcely a track
to guide mo, with 81,000 in my pocket,
and I did not find a person who had
ever heard of Morocco until 1 reached
the little town of lienuselaer, where I
finally got some information.
Pushing on until nearly night I saw
before me two log buildings, and tiding
up to one, which proved to Iso a black
smith shop, I inquired the way to Mor
occo. The smith told me I was already
in the town, and I inquired where the
bank was located.. He informed me
that ho kept the bank in liis house, and
asked what I wan fed. I told him. It
was then dark, and I had uo alternative
but to stay with him all night, though
he told me his accommodations for
travelers were very poor. He turned
my horse out on the prairie to graze,
and I got a very good supper at his
house. Jt was very warm, arid he mado
a bod on the prairie, where we both
slept.. I wrs a little uneasy about sleep
ing out on the open plain with 81,000
in my pocket, and he offered to put it in
the bank and did so. In the morning
after a very comfortable breakfast, we
proceeded to the business for which I
came. He went to one corner of the
log cabin and commenced taking pota
toes out ot a barrel, aud after taking
out a bushel or more, produced a bag of
gold which was marked 85,000 and
counted out fifty 820 gold pieces, and
handed them to me and put the notes
and his bag of gold back into flic barrel
and covered with the potatoes. After
receiving my money I asked him for In's
hill for meals, lodging and liorso feed,
but he refused to take auythiug and re
marked : “You are the first person who
ever found the Bank of Morocco, and if
you will keep its location to yourself 1
am satisfied.” I promised to do sound
left for home. Mr. Duun, auditor of
state, told me afterward that several
persons had tried to find the Bank of
Morocco, but he tlionght I was the only
ono who had succeeded.
- A Well Always Full of lee.
About half a mile from Brownsvillo,
Minn., is a natural ice well. On visiting
it, says a correspondent, we found a
shaft about twenty feet deep, and we
could plainly see ice in it. We then
visited a shaft a few feet distant, and
immediately upon entering it a cloud of
steam, caused by the cold air coming in
contact with our heated bodies, rushed
forth. This shaft was excavated for the
purpose of ascertaining if possible the
cause of the ice forming in the well,
some of the inhabitants believing in the
’theory of a largo cave being connected
with it. After reaching the depth of
100 feet without result drifting was
abandoned. Before the Rliaft was made
it is claimed that .tlio well filled with
ice to within six feet of the top. A
thermometer marked 30 degrees Fahr
enheit, About six feet back from the
mouth of tho tunnel the floor and sides
are in many places covered witli ice. A
strong current of air constantly flows
from the excavalion that is very percep
tible 100 feet distant. AA’itli the ther
mometer at 90 degrees an atmosphere
below the freezing point is pleasant to
contemplate, even though dangerous to
investigate.
A Rilke's Fear.
The Duke of Wellington, whoso life
was for years almost daily in peril on
the battle field, was for years afraid to
travel by railroad, having conceived a
terror of locomotive engines from see
ing Mr. Husltisson killed by one. At
length, in 1843, he made his first jour
ney, being in attendance on the queen,
who herself did not use them until 1842.
Tho injury done to the railroad cause
by the death of Huskisson was in a great
measure neutralized by the simultaneous
news that Mr. Stephenson’s locomo
tive engine carried the wounded man
fifteen miles in twenty-five minutes. To
the end of their lives some people in
England could never be brought to
travel by railroad.
At a recent meeting of a scientific
society, an apparatus was exhibited by
means of which it was claimed that it
was not only possible but easy to hear
plants growing I This is nothing new.
We often hear of plants growing. They
are male plants; and start out at the
ago of sixteen as greens ; soon they be
come young sprigs and afterward turnup
as old beats. —Syracuse Sunday Times.
FOR THE FAIR SEX.
Fn*liinn Nolr.
Disparn is anew and lovely shade of
coral pink
A ery simple jewelry is worn this sea
son with summer dresses.
Mother-of-pearl buckles are worn on
wide ribbon licit,s with thin white cos
tumes.
Porcelain blue is a lovely shade for a
cheviot traveling suit for' the young
maidon of 16.
The favorite flowor bonnet is made of
roses without foliage, mixed with fine
jetted black lace.
The flower jewelry in colored gold
sprinkled with diamonds is called Span
ish It is exceeding y pretty and ele
gant.
Brooches are made of red gold, made
to represent a long letter—-the initial
of the wearer’s name- a script capital
of slender gold lines.
The most becoming of all hats for the
brunette is the Rembrandt, with its
fringe of beads falling against the hair
and worn a little on one side.
The elbow sleeves of shaded satin
dresses are shirred from shoulder to
cuff, the darkest color being placed at
the top.
Wliut n Woman Cnn Do,
Asa wife and mother, woman can
mako the fortune and iiappiness of her
husband and children ; and, if she did
nothing else, surely tins would be suffi
cient destiny. By her thrift, prudence
and tact sho can secure to her partner
and to herself a competence in old age,
no matter how small their beginning or
how adverse a fate may lie theirs. By
lior cheerfulness she can restore her
husband's spirit, shaken by the anxiety
of business. By her tender care she
can often restore him to.health, if dis
ease has overtasked lrs powers. By her
counsel and love she can win him from
bad company, if temptation in an evil
hour has led him astray. By her ex
ample, her precepts and lier sex’s in
sight, iuto character, she cn mold her
children, however adverse their dispo
sitions, into noble men ami women.
And, by leading in all things a true and
beautiful life, she can refine, elevate
and spiritualize all who. come within
reach; so that, with others of her sex
emulating and assisting her, she can do
more to regenerate the world than al l
the statesmen or reformers that ever
legislated.
She can do much, alas ! perhaps more
to degrade man if she chooses to do it.
AVlio can estimate the evils that a wo
man has the power to do? Asa wife
she can ruin herself bv extravagance,
folly or want of affeel rm. Slio can
make a dotaim or ,tn-oatf-iet. of a man
who might otherwise become a good
member of society. Sie can bring
bickering, strife and discord into what
has been a happy home. She can
change the innocent babes jn to vile men
and even into vile women. She can
lower the moral tone of society itself
and thus pollute legislation at the
spring head. Sho can, in fine, become
an instrument of evil instead of an angel
of good. Instead of making flowers of
truth, purity, beauty and spirituality
spring up in her footsteps till the earth
smiles with a loveliness that is almost
celestial, she can transform it to a black
and arid desert, covered with the scorn
of all evil passion, and swept by the
bitter blast of everlasting death. This
is what woman can do for the wrong as
well as for the right. Is her mission a
little one? Has she now’ortliy work, as
has become tb 5 cry of late ? Man may
have a harder task to perform, rougher
road to travel, but ho has none loftier
or more influential than woman’s.
A Judge's Mistake.
To one born aud raised in tho moun
tains of western North Carolina the
country along the coast of eastern Caro
lina is full of interest. Tho life, man
ners and habits.of tho people are so en
tirely different that ono can hardly
realize that he is iu the same state anil
governed by the same laws. I had
never in all my life Been a stream wider
than the Upper Roanoke river until I
started from this place about ten days
ago. I had better luck in getting here
than the Superior Court Judge who
started from the extreme western part
of our state some years ago, when rota
tion came in vogue, to hold his first
court at Currituck Court House. The
story goes that he reached Norfolk,
where he was to take the steamboat for
Currituck, but being a raw traveler and
bewildered by the darkness and strange
ness of things he followed the crowd
and went from the cars on board the
Baltimore steamer and was soon on his
way up the bay. He sat in the cabin
for some time after the boat left Old
Point, with his saddlebags between his
legs, waiting patiently for someone to
show him his room, and at last called a
waiter and told him he would like to re
tire. The waiter asked him for his
stateroom key and found he had not
paid his faro. The judgo gave him five
dollars and he was soon shown to his
stateroom, and when he awoke in the
morning the steamer was at hor wharf
in Baltimore. He went ashore and a
hack driver soon delivered him at Bar
num’s Hotel, where he registered his
name and title, and told the clerk to
send for the Sheriff. He sat down to
wait for that functionary, and when he
made his appearance he mildly rebuked
him for making him wait so long and
told him to call court at one o’clock.
The Sheriff thought he had a bald
headed lunatic to deal with and was
about to call a policeman, when the
judge went on to say that he found
Curritnck Court Houso a “heap bigger
place than he expected,” which led to
explanations, and the judge shouldered
his saddlebags and struck for the re
turn steamer a poorer and a wiser man.
—llaleigh ( A 7 . C.) News.
The creditors of Mrs. Howe’s Ladies’
Deposit will receive five cents on the
dollar. This will be something of a
disappoinment to the creditors, as they
were led to believe, when depositing
their money, that they would receive 85
on the cent.
PAWN SHOP REMINISCENCES.
Short StnrlfN Told rtvpr tlio Counter I!ob
n Liidy Overrulin' an J>bMtfi<-l<*
“We pawnbrokers,” said the veteran
who stood behind the counter in a little
office, over the door of which three
gilded balls had been hanging till they
were thoroughly tarnished—“AVe pawn
brokers get many glimpses of the dark
side of life, and we are not so merciless
either as some persons think we are.
You see that violin ? I have kept it
over a year, hoping the owner will come
up and claim it. lie is an old German
whose language and appearance when
he was here would indicate that he was
ft gentleman, ulboit a poor one. He
brought the violin here about ten years
ago. Since that time ho has pawned
and redeemed it on an average of four
times a year. Boor old fellow ! I was
nlwa.'S glad to sec him return, not be
cause 1 wanted the money, but because
of his pleasure and satisfaction at recov
ering his treasure. I have seen him
kiss the violin and hug it with a beam
of joy such as you might expect to see
oil the face of a mother who had found
a long-lost child. The last timo he
came lie brought a handsomely-bound
volume of Gtethe’s poems. I didn’t
want the book, but hadn’t the heart to
refuse the small amount he asked on it.
AVhile waiting he gazed longingly at
the violin, which hung on the wall
where you see it. AATien he went away
there was a mournful expression on his
wrinkled countenance, as if ho knew it
was his last farewell to his old favorite.
I have kept the violin, which is a valu
able one, and 1 hope lie will come back
some day to claim it.”
“I have a watch in the safe,” the old
pawnbroker went on, “that lias also been
a oonstant visitor for perhaps twelve
years. It belongs to a widotv. AATien
she first brought it here she was very
pretty and well dressed, but time and, 1
suppose, sorrow have left their traces.
Her bright eyes have grown dim and
her hair silvery. The last time she
camo she was poorly, though neatly, at
tired. Probably her lines havo' not
fallen in pleasant places. No ; we do
not often learn the history of those who
patronize us. Customers generally keep
their troubles to themselves.
“That sealskin sacqne was a beauty
when it was first brought here. It be
longs to the wife of a politician. The
man ha3 his ups and downs, but lately,
I fancy, it has been all down with him,
for nearly all of liis wife’s wardrobe is
here. She is a garrulous woman, and
would relate all of her family troubles
if I desired to hear them. One day she
said ; ‘I have nothing left but the dress
I have on. I told my husband it was
time lie pawned some of his clothes,
bathe informed me that it was neces
sary for him to present a respectable ap
pearance, and that I should remain in
the house when I had disposed of all
my finery.’
“A few days ago a young bank clerk
married the daughter of a highly re
spectable family. The young couple
received mauy wedding presents, in
cluding some valuable silver, most of
which was given by the girl’s family.
Shortly after their marriage lie got pos
session of the articles for the ostensible
purpose of placing them in the bank for
safe keeping, but brought them here
instead. The young man was living
beyond his means. He soon became in
volved in debt, and his wife suggested
disposing of the silver in order to help
him out of his troubles. Then ho was
forced to confess that the articles were
disposed of long ago.
“Many people believe that tlio pawn
brokers are patronized by the poor only,
but well-known brokers and business
men of good standing frequently come
to pawn valuable watches, diamonds,
studs and the like. They generally re
deem them after a short time and ac
count for their absence to their friends
by staring that the articles named are
at the jeweler’s for repairs. A couple of
years ago a lady living in a brown-stone
mansion up town sent out cards of invi
tation for a grand party, bnt at the last
moment her hushand could not snpply
funds for the entertainment. She came
herein her carriage, bringing the family
silver and valuable jewels. She didn't
come in herself, but sent a confidentia
servant with a note, stating that he was
authorized by his mistress to obtain a
certain sum of money on the goods.
Tlio domand was large, but I knew tlio
lady and felt sure the things would be
redeemed. The original programme
was carried out, the supper being or
dered from a famous caterer who sui>-
plied china, silver, etc., and none of her
five hundred guests suspocted that their
smiling hostess had her pocket-book
stuffed full of pawn tickets.” —iVcw York
Sun.
The Isle of Jersey and her Cattle.
There are upon the Island of Jersey
12,000 head of cattle, which is about
2,400 head to every square mile. This
is after deducting the land occupied by ’
buildings, gardens, roads, etc. Prob
ably there is not another tract of
land of the Rame dimensions in the
world which sustains so large a number
of cattle. Jersey has exported for the
past eighteen years an annual average of
2,049 head. Her ability to do this is
owing to the high cultivation of various
kinds of grass and roots. Among the
latter tlio parsnip is considered tlio most
valuable, and the islanders consider that
the color of their butter is due in a great
measure to the feeding' of the parsnip.
They do not confine its use to the win
ter season, but feed it alike the year
round.
“When we are old, Claude, we shall
still be lovers,” sho said, gazing into
his eyes with the rapture of a gifted wo
man who writes poetry for the Boston
papers. “The warm hues of our youth
ful affection shall never fade, but only
grow brighter as we draw nearer to the
sunset; we shall still sit out in the
hush of the summer eves and feed our
souls on the poetry of the stars!” ‘ ‘Well,
hardly,” answered ‘Claude, “unless you
want me to remain up till daybreak
basting your old back with arnica.”
A nine-year-old Boston girl, of good
training and pleasant home surround
ings, voluntarily went off with a blind
beggar, to lead him and hold his cup.
An Escape From Siberia.
Tlie Geneva correspondent, of tlio
London Ihtily .Yews sends a narrative of
the escape from Siberia of M. Mokrio
yiteh, a Russian socialist, whose arrival
in Switzerland was recently announced.
M. Mokrievitch, who is about thirty
three years of age, is (he son of a coun
try gentleman, and high!v educated. Hi
January, LS79, he was at Kioll, conduct
ing a secret printing office, which was
seized by the police, and Mokrievitch,
being captured, was sentenced by a
court-martial to fourteen years penal
servitude in Siberia. In July following
lie and some other state convicts set out
on tlieir long journey for Oust Kara,
where they had to undergo their sen
tences. They traveled part of the way
via Nijni Novgorod, by railway, steam
boat and on horseback. The remain
der of the journey, 1450 miles, had to
be done on foot and in chains. The
narrative continues :
“Between Krasnoyarsk and Irkoutsk
M. Mokrievitch anil two of his compan
ions, Isbitzkv and Orloff, changed
names and dresses with three ordinary
convicts who were under sentence of
perpetual exile. This, M. Alokriovitcli,
assures mo, is a very common expedient,
and can lie affected at a cost of a few
roubles. His destination waS now that
of tlie peasant whoso name lie had
taken, a settlement in the province of
Irkoutsk. Izbitzkey and Orloft got
away before reaching Irkoutsk, proba
bly by the connivance of the guard. Or
lofl was soon recaptured. Islntzkoy lias
never been heard of since, and is sup
posed to have perished of hunger, or
been devoured by wolves in the track
less forests of eastern Siberia. On No
vember 13, 1879, a few days after leav
ing Irkoutsk for Balaganaslt—liis final
destination—M. Mokrievitch also gave
liis escort tlio slip. As soon as his
flight, was discovered a number of Bour
yats, lialf-savage Mongol horsemen, as
keen as sleuth hounds and as cunning
as red Indians, were sent after him, but
he succeeded in evading their pursuit
and reaching Irkoutsk. To avoid re
capture, which had he gone west would
have been almost certain, lie made off
towards the Chinese frontier, and after
a walk of seven hundred miles in the
depth of a Siberian winter he doubled
back in the direction of European
Russia, which ho reached after a jour
ney of 4,000 miles, performed mostly oil
foot. He underwent terrible hardships,
and met with many adventures. AA’itli
out, tlio frequent aid and generous hos
pitality'of the country people, who are
noted for their kindness to fugitive con
victs, he could not possibly havo made
his escape, and, lest lie should ex
pose those who helped him to tlio ven
geance of the Russian government, ho
does not desire to make publicly known
tlie exact direction which ho took. M.
Mokrieviteli’s journey across Russia,
though not unattended with difficulty
and risk, was child’s play compared
with liis walk through Siberia. Fur
nished by his friends with false papers,
lie succeeded in getting safely out of
the country, and a few days ago reached
Switzerland. Except AViotrowsky in
the last century, M. Debagoria Mokrie
vitch is the only state prisoner con
demned to hard labor that ever escaped
from Siberia.
Economy of Time.
Tho old adage, “Tako cave of the
pence and the pounds will take care of
themselves,” may be thus parodied:
“Take care of the minutes and the days
will tako care of themselves.” If the
minutes were counted that aro daily
wasted iu idle reverie or still idler talk,
in thinking of setting about a task that
is-uot relished, and in looking for things
that should not have been mislaid, they
would soon amount to hours, and prove
sufficient for the acquisition of some
elegant art, or the study of some useful
science. Almost all young persons have
something in view of which they would
like to do, if they had time for it; and,
by scrutinizing their appropriations of
evory hour in the day, they will gener
ally tiud ns much time wasted as would
suffice for the desired end. if resolntely
redeemed from idleness. A professional
gentleman of rare attainment, and one
who added to the laborious duties of
his calling a great variety of learning,
much scientific research and many ele
gant accomplishments, was asked by a
young lady how he found time for all
that he did. He replied: “There is
ono rule which I have found of groat
use, and therefore recommend it to you,
and that is, always do small things, such
as writing a letter, copying out some
short piece, making a sketch, reading a
review, etc., in small portions of time,
and reserve a whole day of leisure for
some long and important affair. Never
use up a rainy morning doing a variety
of little jobs, and think, because you
dispatch a great many, that you havo
well bestowed time ; leave small affairs
for o and half hours, and use your unin
terrupted morning for something that
cannot be done in half hours. You havo
sometimes wondered at my having time
to correspond with so many absent
friends ; but all my letters of friend
ship are written in odd minutes, while
I am waiting for people who are not so
punctual to their appointments as I am.
You would think it poor economy to cut
into a whole yard of cloth when you
want a little piece to mend with ; you
would take a scrap from your remnants.
Just such poor economy of time is it to
use up a whole day in little unconnected
affairs ; let your remnants of time suf
fice for these.”
A Barbarous Rite.
Oortain classes of Hindoos iu Ban
galore observed on a recent Sunday the
barbarous rite known to the English as
“treading the fire,” performed in honor
of some barbarous deity. A pit a foot
deep, six feet broad and thirty long, was
dug. Some five or six cartloads of
wood were thrown into the pit and set
fire to. As soon as the wood was re
duced to living coals of fire the whole
was spread out and tho fire flattened to
the surface of the pit. The votaries of
Tlmrmarajh (the presiding deity) then
ran over the bed of fire the whole length
five or six times, each time cooling
their feet in water.
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The owner’s eye will detect ten needs
on the farm where a hired servant’s will
one.
Lieulouant Thomas G. Grove, U. S
N., died at the Pensacola (Fla.) navy
yard.
There were 20,000 negro ves in
England in 1704, and they wor collars
like those put upon dogs.
A French duellist, who killed his vic
tim, has been sentenced to four months’
imprisonment, and to pay 820,000 to the
family of his victim.
According to tlio Cyprus Times lo
custs’ eggs which would have produced
2.830,472,500 live insects have been de
stroyed on the island during the year.
Buttons made expressly to match the
figures in a brocade are considered
among the things that a fashionable
woman owes it to herself to wear.
A stableman working in Toronto,
Canada, lias received information that
he has succeeded to the title and estates
of the Earl of Teviot, with au income of
8300,000 a year.
A Georgia editor says: “Gold iu thir
ty-three counties in this State, copper
iu thirteen, iron in forty-three, diamonds
in twenty-six, whiskey in all of them,
and the last gets away with all the rest.”
The Secretary of the Ohio State Ag
ricultural Society reports that the de
ereaso in the yield of corn as compared
with last yea r is estimated at 60,000,000
and wheat at 17,000,000 bushels, on ac
count of the storms and bugs.
Chicago has undertaken to regulate
two street nuisances by law. Organ
grinders are permitted to turn the crank
only between 9 A. M. and 9 F. M., and
persons who throw banana peels on the
sidewalk are subject tb a fine of 810.
A Swiss newspaper says that the only
men who know how to keep a hotel are
Swiss and Americans. It instances
scores of leading hotels in Europe with
Swiss managers, and thinks that Amer
ican hotels are the best in the world.
The experiment of sending carrier
pigeons from European steamers while
crossing the sea has been tried with par
tial success. It was only the freak of a
party of brokers, but it may lead to im
portant results.
It is a curious fact that though no
relative of General Washington has lived
at Mt. Vernon for years, or owns any
portion of the estate, yet descendents
of three families of negro servants still
reside there, and neither they nor their
ancestors have known any other home.
POPULAR SCIENCE.
Twenty-four thousand eggs of the
silk-worm weigh one and one-fourth
ounces. For Toff pounds of mulberry
leavos seventy pounds of cocoons are
obtained. One hundred cocoons give
eight and one-lialf pounds of spun silk
One pound of cocoons produce a single
thread 88,000 fathoms long.
Till the discovery of the storeoscope,
naturalists were puzzled to account for
a single image resulting from double
visage, and some endeavored to explain
it on the supposition that one eye only
was active at a time, and that nature had
given us two merely to provide against
accidents.
A most important discovery has been
made in Spain. While engaged in
working tho lead mines in the Province
of Segovia, seventy miles northwest of
Madrid, the miners found an entrance
into an immense cavern, in which they
found, upon an argillaceous deposit and
in tho midst of stalagmites, 500 skele
tons of men and women. Ten well
shaped and perfect skulls of a prehis
toric type have been obtained, besides
chipped stono and quartz implements
and fragments of rude pottery.
Dr. Wild, president of the Interna
tional Polar Commission, has issued a
circular slating that six countries have
already intimated their intention to co
operate in carrying out the scheme of
simultaneous meteorological, magnet
ical and other physical observations, in
the Arctic regions. These countries,
with the proposed stations, are Den
mark at Uppernivik, Norway in Fin
mark, Austria-Hungary in Jan Mayen, or
perhaps East Greenland, Russia in Nov
ayaZemyla and at tho mouth of the Lena,
Sweden in Spitsbergen, and the United
States at Point Barrow and in Lady
Franklin Bay. Should other countries
send in their adhesion to the scheme,
this disposition of tho stations may be
somewhat modified. There is a prob
ability that Germany may establish a
station in the Island of South Georgia,
and France a station at Cape Horn. An
interesting feature in the scheme is that
two of the eight proposed Arctic sta
tions are to be equipped at the expense
of private individuals, viz.: the station in
Jan Mayen or in East Greenland, at the
expense of Count H. Yon Wilczek, of
Vienna, and the station in Spitzbergen,
by M. L. O. Smith, of Stockholm.
In the northern and foggy parts of
Japan it is the custom for mariners to
estimate their distance from the shore
by blowing their steam whistle, and ob
serving the time it takes for the ecbb to
return to them; but on certain foggy
days, and with a particular configuration
of the land, the echo does not come
back, so the method is misleading. It
has occurred to Professors Ayrton and
Terry, however, says* Engineering, that
if the source of sound were placed un
der water at a depth of say thirty feet,
where a profound calm reigns even in
stoimv weather, the method would be
free of these drawbacks. They pro
pose to lower into the sea a strong mu
sical tongue or reed vibrated by an in
termittent electro-magnet, and to listen
for the returning echo of the note emit
ted by the reed. This could be done by
dipping a wooden or metalic surface into
the water and applying the ear to it.
The sides of the ship itself might even
be found to oatch the echo above
the noise of the waves. The idea of sub
marine sirens as coast warners was
broached five years ago, but lias never
been adopted. Professors Perry and
Ayrton’s plan is somewhat different, but
that it is not wholly impracticable is
shown by the fact that Messrs. Oolladon
and Sturm distinctly heard, through the
waters of Lake Geneva, the sound of a
ball struck nine miles distant.