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A Country Life.
A country life is a happy life,
Anil one that I most eiijov :
’Tis free from the surging city’s strife,
No irksome noise to Huuoy.
Eacli* sound i hear so charms my ear,
While the sunny sights I see
Bring sweet delight l>y day and night,
Oh a country life for me ! •
Thoh ho ! for an hour in blooming bower,
' *Neath the shade of a spreading troo,
While the bfpls sing sweet, and tlie grass ’noath
my foot—
The gay green fields for me !
A country life is a joyous life,
When fields and forests ring,
When grove and del! in grandeur swell
With the gay, glad voice of spring: *
!\ hen the music made in glen and glade,
From brooklet, bower and troo,
In magic sounds so sweet resounds
Oh ! nature’s world for mo !
Then ho ! for an hour in blooming bower,
Neath the shadoof a spreading tree.
bile the birds sing sweet, and the grass ’noath
inv feet - -
The gay green fields for me !
A summer life is .a joyous life,
When summer roses bloom,
And softening showers bring from the flowers
A fragrant, wild perfume !
.While the song of the birds and the lowing of
herds, /
And the hum of the busy bee,
And the sound of the stream, make such a
dream
That is ever bright to me.
Then ho ! for an hour in blooming bower,
’Neath tlie'shade of a spreading tree.
While the birds sing sweet, and the grass ’neatli
my fevjt - •
The gay green fields for mo !
What joy it brings, as your hammock swings
And the toil of the day is douo,
To feast your gaze on the sky ablaze
From the fires of the setting sun 1
While the queen of night floods forth her light
O’er forest, field and soa,
While night-owls cry from tree-tops nigh
’Tis a happy dream to me.
Then ho ! lor an hour in blooming bower,
’Neath the shade of n spreading tree.
While the birds sing sweet, and the grass'm ath
my feet—
The gay green fields for me !
A country life is a pot t's life,
Who feasts on scenes so grand,
From hill and plain he brings a strain
When touched by the music’s wand.
Whose brain it fires, and then inspires
The theme which flows out free
In fancy’s flights from Parnarsna* heights
Of these golden realms for me !
Then ho ! for an hour in blooming bower,
’Neath the ekfc'le of a spreading tree.
While the birds sing sweet, and the grass ’ucatli
my foot—
The gay green fields for mo !
A country life is a jody life
When winter’s cloak of snow
Is spread abroad ok r field and road
O’er which gay sleigh-bells go,
While skatois take to the ice-bound lake
’Mul shouts of mirthful glee,
As to and fro they graceful go
Such scenes as these for me !
Then ho ! for an hour in blooming bower,
’Neath tho shade of a spreading tree.
Wh le the birds sing sweet, and the grass ’neatli
my feet—
The gay green fields for me !
A country life is olysian life,
A bright, long living dream,
Where we pass our days in sunshine rays
As we drift adown life’s stroam.
And when lifo is done and our race is run,
Let us hope that our lot shall be
Beside the rills on Zion’s hills
For all eternity.
Then ho ! for an hour in blooming bower,
’Neath the shade of a spreading tree.
While tho birds sing sweet, and the grass ’neatli
my loot -
The gay green fields for me !
LOVE GaJ LAKE ERIE.
I remember the event ns well ns
though it were only Inst evening, and
yet it is now twenty years ago, since
my friend, Ernest Walton, first met
his wife floating on the waters of Lake
Erie. It was some time in the latter
part ol June, Ernest and I had started
out for a walk after supper, and took
our way down toward the river. It was
about sunset and the lake looked so
beautiful and calm in the soft light of
the last rays of the setting sun, that we
were naturally attracted toward it. We
hired the small boat of one of the liver
men, and started out for a long pull.
The sun had scarcely set when the moon
arose, and as we pulled away to the
westward we looked back along the
golden path to the beautiful city, our
new western home. One by one the
lights shone out from the ho uses along
the hills on either side of the Cuyahoga,
and lent additional enchantment to the
charmed seene. The moonlight on the
water, the stars overhead, the distant
lights on shore, the quiet and the calm
of all around, rendered only more in
tense by the rippling of tlyj water at tho
bow of the boat, and the light plashing
of tho oars, all tended to till our then
youu. hearts with happiness supreme.
1 have floated on the bosom of beautiful
Como, and heard the sounds of music
spreading over the waters from the vil
las on the shore. I have lolled in a
gondola as its listless driver wafted his
oar to (lie slow measure of his song in
passing down the grand canal. I have
drifted down tho Ohio, and between the
beautiful banks of the Hudson. Yet I
have never seen still life on the water
in more beautiful form than right out
there on Lake Erie.
At times we laid on our oars and
silently looked around on the scene.
We felt no indication to dispel the en
chantment by conversation. We had
rowed out a distance of nearly two
miles. A light fog had arisen. Now
the effect for beauty had been height
ened. We seemed to lay in the center
and on the floor of a grand marble
dome. Such was tho effect of the
moonlight on the fog around and above
ns, that we could see only a few hun
dred feet into the distance, and when
the eye could pierce no further all
seemed a solid wall of whiteness. The
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only exit from this dome seemed to be
along the bright track of the moon's
reflections. Now we seemed alone in
deed; as far removed from the great
troublous world ’as if we were in the
middle of the great ocean.
Suddenly Ernest, whose heat t seemed
too full to longer contain itself in
silence, burst forth and sang with his
beautiful tenor voice an old love song
of those days, which I Lave forgotten
now. He had not completed half a
stanza when 1 was startled to hear an
other voice join in. Tt was a sweet,
loving voice, and was full and rich.
Where did it come from? There was
no boat or no person in sight, and snch
was the illusion that it seemed to come
up from the bosom of the lake, as
though some nymph of the waters had
beeu drawn from below to join in the
mortal’s hymn to youth’s divinity. Er
nest, heard, too, tho voice, but did not
check himself on that account, tint sang
on to the end. For my part I lay back
in the boat aud enjoved, to the full ex
tent, that rapture which is only felt by
the perfect but dumb musician.
As Ernest was closing his last linos,
lie moved quickly to his seat, and mo
tioning me to seize my oars, we both
bent hard to work. Ernest, who had
judged the direction from which the
noise come, directed our boat toward it.”
“We will see what it is !” he cried
“ Pull hard.”
We fairly shot through the water. I
looked over my shoulder and saw a lit-
tle dark object faintly through the mist.
I t was undoubtedly the water nymph's
boat. Then there was a little feminine
shriek, a sudden movement, and before
wo could get yards nearer tho dim
object was rapidly moving.
“Now for a race,” cried Ernest. A
jolly, pretty little laugh eamo back
through the mist—adefiajxt little laugh,
too, jur,t as though its owner took the
challenge and was prepared for a con
test. We tugged away at our oars for
live, ten, fifteen minutes, hut despite
our efforts could not gain an inch on
the fleeing craft. We were hard pressed
for breath. The perspiration rolled oil'
us in great drops, but we would not
surrender. Wo bad one time seen
through a rift in the fog that the boat,
had only one occupant, and that was
but a slight female figure. Could not
wo two great college-trained oarsmen
oveitake that little slip of a girl?
“ Confound the old tub !” niutteied
Ernest.
“ Oh, if I only had my shell beneath
mo!” I added.
It was no use. Tired and breathless,
we finally dropped our oars. Then
came a provoking little laugh out fit'
the fog bank from the dime;ion in
which the other boat had vanished,
but where were we > We had pulled
out to a great distance. The moon had
risen conriderabiy, and of course had
changed its position somewhat. We
knew the general direction shoreward,
but it was very doubtful if we could hit
wif hiu a mile of it, should we attempt
to steer for the river
Then out of the fog came again the
voice of tho unknown sougtress.
“ Heavens! what lungs !” cried Henry.
“lam all blown out, and there she
has hardly rosted a minute from the
pull and is singing again.” Then it be
gan to grow darker. The fog was get
ting very heavy, so that the moon be
came dim. Was it fog alone ? What
would we do if tho moon should be
blotted out by a cloud ? There was no
longer any lights visifile from the shore.
• “I am afraid we are in danger,” said
Earnest. “ Aud the lady ! It was we
who drove her so far from .-Lore!”
We called to her. She stopped sing
ing, but did not reply.
“Where are you?” cried Ernest.
“ There is a storm coining up, and 1 am
afraid we are all in danger. The moon
wiil soon he out of sight, so that we
will have hard work to get shoreward.”
A little cry of terror came from the
darkness.
“ We must hurry home,” said Ernest.
“We had better keep together. There
is danger !”
“Oh, my! What will I do?” cried
the voice, plaintively.
“ Let us come up to you, and wo will
pull together toward shore.”
“ No, no ! You must not. You go on
before, and I will pull after you. You
can sing, and I will follow your voice.”
Wo started and steered by the
faint light that the moon sent
through tho clouds and fog for
awhile, and then* all became per
fectly dark. AVe had our direction,
however, and being expert oarsmen, we
felt capable of holding it till the shore
was reached.
Soon there came a low muttering of
thunder from the distance. Then fol
lowed heavier and louder concussions.
The lightning occasionally flashed. The
wind sprung up and drops of water be
gan to fall. We were in a storm sure
enough. The little boat behind drew
up closer and closer to us. We must
have been outlive miles when we started
homeward, and wo had a long pull be
fore us. The waves began to roll, and
our hearts trembled for tbo frail little
craft to our stern.
Hnddonly tho lightning flashed right
over our heads and a terrific roll of
thunder sounded. The storm had swept
away the fog, and the glare of lightning
revealed to us, as if it were in clear day
light, the figure of the girl in the boat
who liad now drawn up close to one
side of us, as she was looking over her
shoulder we saw her face.
Jt was pale but beautiful. Her largo
eyes looked into the face of my friend,
and I would have sworn that at tho
sight her face lightened up, and a look
of confidence took tho place of doubt in
her gaze. Ernest only spoke so that I
could hear him. “Beautiful 1 and she
is plucky, too, Jack. What would you
give for snch a girl as that?”
My only reply was that she had gotten
us into a pretty nice mess.
“W 11,” replied the enthusiastic Ern
est, “I’ll forgive her that if she will
only let mo help her out of her
troubles.”
Both boats kept up an even, steady
progress shoreward. We knew our
bearing, since the lightning fairly re
vealed the shore. But it was a terrific
storm and steadily increasing, each sue
LOUISVILLE, GA., THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 22, 1881.
ceeding wave scorning to roll a mile
fiom shore. On we pulled, keeping our
eyes to the right, waiting anxiously for
each flash of light, to catch a glimpse
of the other boat, and filled with terror
during each season of darkness, lest it
should be overwhelmed while we could
not see to aid it. The water was too
rough to safely effect a change of the
light freight of the thin shelled skiff to
our heavier and safer craft, and it was
tacitly agreed that this should only be
a last resource.
Finally wo came up within less than
a quarter of a mile of- the shore. In a
few minutes we would have been iu
comparatively calm witter. We turned
to make for the harbor, but in so doing
tho little boat came right across onr
bows. Its occupant had not seemed to
realize what we wanted to accomplish.
Hhe stopped a moment to make up her
mind, that moment was a critical one.
tier boat, which would otherwise have
cleared ours, stopped short in front of
it. We tried to back water; but a large
wave forced us on, bang! up against, the
little shell, and in an instant io was cap
sized. Ernest sprang forward aud
caught the girl mound the waist as she
was about to sink. Ho drew her into
the boat and held her in his arms,
while I, by a few minutes continued
effort, effected a safe lauding just above
the river’s mouth.
Ernest escorted tho young lady home,
accepted the thanks of the old gentle
man, who was her father, while tlie rash
girl was being scolded and corrected by
her mother iu another room. Ernest
and I called there frequently during
tlie remainder of the season. In the
fall, the young lady, who was still a
school-girl, returned to tho academy in
the East, and Ernest returned to New
York, at the death of his father there,
to tako possession of a largo property.
They both met again in Baris, and on
the fourth day of June, sixteen years
ago, I received their wedding cards.
A Leech Farm.
In 1811, Mr. H. Witte established a
small leech farm in Kent avenue, Wil
liamsburg, L I. In course of time
this small establishment was abandoned
and one of thirteen acres was established
near Newtown, L. 1., and to him the
writer is indebted for tbo following in
formation and description of tlie only
leech farm in America. The breeding
ponds consist of oblong squares of ono
and a-half acres each. The bottoms of
these ponds are of clay, the margins of
peat. In June tho leeches begin form
ing their cocoons on the peat margins
of tho pond.
The greatest enemies to tho young
leeches are musk rats, water tats, and
water shrews, who dig the cocoons out
of tho soft, peat-breeding margins.
Next to fats and shrews'is overheating
of the peat or the water of the pond.
In fact, nothing is so fatal to leeches as
a too high temperature. Mr. Witte tells
the Oil and lh'V'j News he has had
leeches frozen in solid ice, hut, by slowly
dissolving tho ice and gradually increas
ing the temperature of the water the
leeches sustained no injury. The depth
of the water in the ponds during the
summer is three feet; in winter time
the depth of water is increased to avoid
freezing.
The leeches are fed every six months
on fresh blood placed in thin linen ba rs,
which are suspended in the water. The
leeches, as soon as they smell the blood,
assemble from all parts of the pond, and
attaching themselves to the outside of
the bag, suck tho dissolving coagulated
blood through the linen. Digestion
proceeds very slowly with the leech,
during which time the blood remaining
undigested in the stomach of the leech
is in a fluid state, as if just taken in.
The best substance for packing leeches
in is the peat of their natural ponds
made into a stiff mud. Water contain
ing tannin, tannic acid, lime, salt, or
brackish water, must be guarded against
always; iron is not objectionable, but
is an advantage in small quantities.
Hie demand for leeches iu the last
few years has somewhat fallen off in the
Eastern and Southern states. The
Western slates and <*lifornia are now
tho heaviest buyers. Mr. Witte’s sales
alone average a thousand a day. The
number of leeches imported into the
United States amounts to about thirty
thousand yearly.
The cnjjjjpm of stripping and salting
leeches, to cause them to disgorge after
having been applied, has passed away,
as many well-established cases have oc
curred of infectious diseases having been
communicated on the application of the
same leech to a second party. Avery
popular error exists that a leech when
applied lakes only tho bad blood (what
ever that may be) and rejects the good ;
this is a mistake. With a leech blood
is blood, be it tho cold blood of a fish
or the warm blood of a human being,
no matter how diseased that human be
ing may he. So long as blood is not
tainted or putrid tlie leech will thrive
on it. A friend of mine, who was tho
proprietor of a large leech-breeding es
tablishment at the foot of tlie Hartz
Mountains, when wishing to feed his
leeches, was in the habit of hiring poot;
laborers, at six cents per day, to stand
in the water for half an hour nearly up
to their thighs, that tlie leeches might
obtain a full gorging of human blood.
In the marshy lands of Boutnania the
wild leeches are captured by means of
men entering the water anil allowing
the wild leeches to fasten on to their
naked bodies. The leech fishers then
strip them off after reaching the shore.
In liis own country tho frugal Jap
lives in a house of no more than four
rooms—one for eating, sleeping and
sitting, one for cooking, one for bath
ing and one to spare. He never wears
boots nor brings mud into the house.
He and his family sit on the floor when
they eat, and take'their meals at a low
table. The floor of their dining and
sitting-room is covered with clean, soft
mats,upon which at night cotton com
forters are spread to sleep under. Such
a house can be built and furnished for
SIOO, and, though cheap and small, is
comfortable. The bath, found in almost
nil laborers’ houses, is in daily use.
“Better than gold is the water cold.”
RELIGIOUS READING.
ItoliuioiiM Xbwii ni! Sfifrs.
There are said to be in E gland
000 Baptists, occupying 1.1,1 churches.
Th:ro are seventy-five ordained Bap
tist ministers in California,
There are eighteen Methodist churches
in Cincinnati, with a membership of
nearly 4,000.
In a recent actual canvas of eight,v
towns in Connecticut, 50, 'DOpeople were
found who never attend chime .
In 1830 the native Christians ia. India,
\ Burniah and North an.’ South Ceylon
! numbered 27,000. Las! October there
were 400,000.
Statistics from elevi n states show
that while there are in them 740 vacant!
Presbvtcriau churches, there are only
351 ministers without .-vijpgregatiotis.
Congregationalism seivas to flourish
in tho West as well asAANcu England.
Thirty-two churches have been organ
ized in Michigan in the last two years.
The Bishop of London gives a good
reason (if true) why yoang preachers of
liis denomination should not discuss
the revised version of the New Testa
ment, viz: “Because they can hardly
construe, the original.”
The Baptists have now three flourish
ing summer resorts un.'Vr their control.
The oldest of these is at Martha’s Vine
yard, and the next oldest is at Chautau
qua Point. The newest resort is Round
Island Park, Round Island, St. Law
rence river.
The 170 churches ill Ronton are di
vided, denominationally, as i'ol ows •
Congregational Trinitarian, ill ; Roman
Catholic, 29 ; Methodist, 28 ; Baptist
and Congregational Unitarian, each 20.
and Episcopalian, 23,-> There are seven
Jewish synagogues.
The census of Ireland shows that the
religions of the population, which, h is
decreased by about ";000,000 in forty
years, stand about ti ns: 3,951,885 Ro
man Catholics, 635,070 members of the
Church of Ireland *485,50;! Presbyte
rians, 47,009 Methodist '. The decrease
in Catholics and Protestants was about
equal in the ten years.
In the [last nine years there lias bron
an increase in India >f sixty-seven mis
sionaries, 104 native preachers, 1it!,365
native Christians, and 39,028 communi
cants. The totals now are: 082 mis
sionaries, 389 native preachers, 340,023
native Christians, and 102,444 commu
nicants. The Clnireh Missionary So
ciety (Anglican) stands at, tho head of
the societies iu every particular. The
American Baptist M'ssiou Union stands
second as to native Christians aud com
municants.
Twelve American missionary societies
are working in C ilia and seventeen
European. The Li/fidou-takes the lead,
and lias 2,909 communicants. Next
comes the English Presbyterian Chureli,
with 2,321 ; then the Presbyterian
(North) of tlie United States', with
2,054; Methodist Episcopal North; 1,084;
Church of England, with 1,473; Basle
Society, 1,246 ; American Baptist, Mis
sionary Union, 1,001; China Inland
Mission, 1,000; Rhenish Society, 900 ;
American Board, 810 ; Reformed Dutch,
713.
Bishop Talbot, of Indiana, said at a
diocesean convention that “the employ
ment of musicians in church choirs who
are irreligious persons lias a most inju
rious tendency, and should not be en
couraged.” He said also that, “in too
many cases a worldly spirit has crept
into tho very worship of the Church,
involving priests and people alike in its
guilt and its dangers. Brilliant * ser
mons— more brilliant than Christian
elaborate and expensive music, tlie one
with no suggestions of the danger of
unbelieving souls—no warning of tho
wrath to come.
Though the Presbyterians have not
gone so far as the Congregationalists in
the matter of preparing a creed, one is
coming, and the American committee to
consider the advisability of preparing a
consensus of the Reformed faith as held
iu the various churches connected with
.the Pan-Presbyterian allianeo have
agreed to rocommeud it to the next
meeting, at Belfast, in 1883. The feel -
ing iu England also apparently favors a
new consensus, and articles in the de
nominational papers there are urging
the need for such a course, . and the
strength and impetus it would give to
the Presbyterian church of tho world.
Boys.
Get hold of the boy’s heart. Yonder
locomotive comes like a whirl-wind
down the track, and a regiment of armed
men might seek to arrest it in vain. It
would crush them, and pinnge unheed
ing on. But there is a little lever in
its mechanism that at the pressure of a
man’s hand, will slacken its speed, and
in a moment or two bring it panting
and still, like a whipped spaniel, at your
feet. By tho same little lever the vast
steamship is guided hither and yon,
upon tho son, in spite of advers wind or
current. That sensitive and responsive
spot bv which a boy’s life is controlled
is his heart. With your grasp gently
and firm oil that helm, you may pilot
him whither yon will. Never doubt
that lie has a heart. Bad and wilful
boys very often have the tenderest heart
hidden away somewhere beneath incrus
tations of sin or behind barricades of
pride. And it is your business to get
at that heart, get hold of that heart,
keep, hold of it by sympathy, confiding
in him, manifestly working only for his
good by little indirect kindnesses to liis
mother or sister, or even his pet dog.
See him at his home, or invito him into
yours. Provide him some little pleas
ure, set him at some little service of
trust for you ; love him ; love practi
cally. Any way and every way rule trim
through his heart.
The night had suddenly overclouded
and became quite stormy. Being’ of a
sentimonlal turn she accordingly took
her seat at the piano and began to sing:
“Into some lives the rain must fall.”
But he was entirely practical, and
clutching her arm, said tenderly: “Sing
something else, darling ; you know I
didn’t bring an umbrella.”
FOR TIIE FAIR SEX.
Fhmlihmi Not oh.
Tulle bonnets, edged with a fall of
lace around the shirred brims, are pretty
summer novelties iu millinery.
One black and one deep red cardinal
rod Lisle thread stocking forms the
“real fashionable pair” at the moment.
The same increase in the cost of chil
dren’s dress that there is in that of
grown-up people is a feature of the day.
Outside pockets attached to the dress
are no longer fashionable ; they must
lie dot achcd.ol' detachable and hanging.
Tonrntircs are coining back with a
vengeance, tlie protuberance beginning,
not at the waist, but a considerable dis
tance below it.
Flexible elolb, a species- of stockinet,
has recentlv been introduced, and will
in the fall be extensively used lor cor
sages of dresses.
Silver gauze is tlie rage in Paris,
where it is draped over satin with silver
leaves or ornaments, and with silver
Jerseys for corsagi s.
White dotted mulled scarfs two and a
lialf and three yards wide are used as
scarf sashes, to be worn in anyway that
fancy, dictated by good sense, directs,
with colored, black or white dresses.
The prettiest flower bonnets are made
of rose petals, sewed on by the foot
stalks to the bonnet frame. Two shades
of red, <>r pink, or pale pink and white
petals are the preferred combinations.
Women in .liiimii.
The Western people are invariably
aggrieved to see the inferior slat" of
woman in Asiatic countries, and heartily
sympathize with them in their condition
of total subjection under the despotic
hand of family tyrants. To this the Jap
anese la lies are an exception ; they are
never reduced to the same degree as in
other Asiatic countries. They are un
doubtedly treated as tho gentler sex and
also with respect and considerate care.
In this, as in so many other things, w e
totally differ from (lie Chinese. Wesee
them treated with affection and defer
ence ; in fact, in Japan as in America,
the ladies rule the house. They are al
lowed greater freedom, and have more
dignity and self-confidence than any
other Eastern ladies ; yet it, is true that
a Japanese lady is deprived of the priv
ilege of receiving her young male friends
in such an unrestricted manner as is al
lowed in this country, nor is, without a
chaperon, permitted to indulge in the
pleasures" of strolling or to share the
amusement of theater-going with him
with whom she may stand on terms of
friendship or of more tender relation.
We scarcely hear, in any Japanese fam
ily, such a, free rxprps -ion. of love 1
affbetion as is tolerated in this country ;
in fact it is there considered too deli
cate an affair to speak of or demonstrate
in the presence of parents or friends, if
not a violation of tlie propriety of social
etiquette. We can easily infer from
these facts that marriage in Japan is sel
dom the fruit of mutual love an admi
ration. The matrimonial union is wholly
to be arranged and settled by tbo hands
of parents, and the proposed husband
and wife have to take each other either
for better or for worse upon the judg
ment of others. Rut it is amazing to
find that there are no more unhappy
couples in Japan than tliore are in this
country, where marriage is the sweet
result of long acquaintance and mutual
love.
Through the influence of Confucian
ism and Buddhism obedience has been
inculcated as the chief aud most amiable
virtue of ladies, and undoubtedly this
prevailing notion lias prevented them
front securing a position of equality
with men. Happily, or shall I say un
happily for us men, our wives have
hardly over attained such an ascendancy
as to lienpeck their husbands, a custom
often discoverable among tlie so-called
civilized countries. In tracing tlie his
tory of any nation, we invariably seem
to como across an age in which the
female sex was more or less brought un
der subjection. The ancient Teutonic
raoo is said, even during its barbarous
times, to have regarded the gentler sex
with the greatest respect and courtesy ;
but, if we turn to the common law of
England, wo find tho assertion quite in
consistent with it. Unfortunately for
them, Japanese women have thus far
been deprived of many rights and also
of the means of elevating themselves,
but to-day the education of our girls is
receiving the greatest attention from
our educational department. The pros
pect is cheering, aud it may kafely be
predicted that, at no distant day, our
scholastic institutions will produce
myriads of sohoolmarms, that pleasing
feature of the New England landscape.
Japanese young ladies are generally ad
mired by foreigners as pleasing and
graceful in their deportment, and for
their gentleness, neatness and good taste
in dross. As far as my recollection goes
I can say this much, that they are gen
erally demure and diffident in socioty,
and apparently fall short of such an ac
tivity and ease of manner as is shown
by American young ladies. Our misses
neither reduce the size of their feet,
like the Chinese, nor contract their
waists, like the Western ladies, nor wil
fully injure what is given to them, that
is, by piercing through the ears, a cus
tom prevalent almost everywhere, both
in the civilized countries of Europe and
America and the half-civilized countries
of Asia. Among our married women it
has, from ancient times, been tho cus
tom to shave off the eyebrows and to
biacken the teeth. This invariably at
tracts the attention of strangers, and is
not infrequently ridiculed as a most sin
gular and unnatural custom. Every
nation has its own customs and peculi
arities, and we doubt if those ladies who
are inclined to condemn the custom are
normally free from the shade of any sin
gular fashion and peculiarities attend
ant upon their persons. We have a
common saying, “Correct yourself be
fore you criticize others.” We gladly
state that our married women are sen
sible enough to perceive tho shortcom
ings in the custom above alluded to,
and it is now noticeable how rapidly it
is disappearing.—Boston Ilerald.
HIE MI LE GUARD.
Iloiv ii Ni-Viulii Mnur-llrUrr froli'rlcit llie
t unli-llox.
*■ T.iiti t no us trying ordinarily to
save anything but vonr lives when a
gang of road agents as knows their busi
ness tackles a stage-coach,” remarked
Long Bill to a Chronirie reporter. “A
pavtv of men standing on the ground
with everything ready, no horses to
tend, and nothing to do but sight their
shooting irons and pleasantly suggest
to the driver to hand down the casli
box, lias a big edge in tlio game. The
driver ami guards, or ‘ shot-gun mes
sengers,' as we call them iu the moun
tains, can t help being taken more or
less by surprise, and I may remark
right here that until you have been stnl
oenly called upon to look down ibc
opening of a double-barrelled shotgun,
which has a road agent with his hand on
Ihe trigger at (lie other end, you r.ui
live no idea bow au'-nrised you a r
1 capable of being. 1 have beeu thar. I
have bad a seven-shooter pulled
on me a.-ross a faro table ; I have proved
that the hilt of a dirk can’t go between
my ribs ; I have seen four aces beaten
bv a royal flush ; but I was never reallv
surprised until 1 looked down the muz
zlo of a double-barreled shotgun in the
hands of a road agent. Why, my
friend, the mouth of Sutro Tunnel is
like a nail hole in the Pacific hotel com
pared to a shotgun from a certain point
of view. But this is all misdeal. 1 was
going Io tell you about the time I did
see a couple of road agents left. In
180-3 there was a plucky little stage
driver running out of Aurora who liad
been stopped three times on the road,
but still driving, though after a man is
stopped twice lh<> company generally
lets him do something else fora living, 1
without intimating that he is any friend
of the robbers.
“ Well, this driver I speak of- Dutch
Jake we called him had worked lor the
company a longtime,and they knew him
to be dead square Ilian. Jake felt diead
-lit 1 bad about having been stopped three
times and cleaned out each time, and
swore that the shotgun messengers lie
took along for guards were a lot of
cowardly blowhards. The next time
Jake had a consignment of bullion in
his box lie begged hard not Io have to
take along any messengers with him. At
that time you could utmost count on
an attempt being made to rob
every stage with bullion cm board.
The Aurora bullion was just the
kind the road agents liked. It
was rim in small bars and so [it-h in
gold that it had the yellow color, not
like tlie heavy white bricks you see on
Comstock now Jake declared solemnly
lie had a scheme to ‘fool dose road
agents,’ so the stage manager agreed
not, to send any guards with him. When
the time came to hitch up for tho trip
to 'vv eliingioA s, oil the CL, sola road,
Jake went down to the stable and in
sisted upon having the ugliest pair of
mules that ever winked death with a
hind leg put in as a lead team. ‘l’ll
zhow how a mule was more smart as a
guard,’ said Jake, confidently, as he
whipped up out of town, with myself
as tho only outside passenger. ‘lf wo
gets a call to-night, Phil, slmst you
drop down in to boot, cause me ant
dose mules vas goin’ to have some fun.’
I noticed that Jake had a shotgun,
cocked and pointed straight ahead, and
I told him if ho was stopped and at
tempted to rai.so tlie gun lie would get
shot sure. He said ho did not propose
to make such a fool of liimtelf, and
when I asked him if he thought the
robbers would carefully place them
selves in line of the gnu which appeared
to he pointed at tlie lead mule’s ears,
he said :
“‘Never you mind, Phil ; I know’s
those mules. If we get a call, you drop
into do boot; dot’s all.’ Well, sure
enough,we got a call. We were jogging
along over an easy bit of road, when,
about nine o’clock, a couple of road
agents sprang out of some chaparral.
One grabbed the bits of the lead mules
and the other walked toward the coach
with his gun leveled, and safil : ‘Throw
out that box.’ Just as lio got opposite
tho hind legs of the lead team Jake’s
shot gun went off, and we both dropped
into the boot. I thought every bone in
my body would bo splintered before
Jake crawled out, gathered up the reins,
and finally got the team quieted down.
At tlie pop) of Jake’s gun the mules and
horses started off on a mad run, and
we must have bumped, rattled and
dragged over ten miles of road before
Jake took the reins again. Tlie only
damage was to the mules. Jake had
shot away the inside ear of each mule. ’
“But what became of the two rob
bers ?” asked the reporter, as Long Bill
stopped in his story,
“The robbers? Well, I really don’t
know. The company would have buried
them, I suppose, if enough of them
could have been scraped off tlio chap
arral to [mt in a coffin. Those mules
always wore considered high kickors.”
—San Fran cisco Chronicle.
Respect Women.
There is nothing manly, my dear hoys,
in making light of women. For your
mother’s sake, honor the sex. Never
use a lady’s name in an improper place,
or at an improper time, or in mixed
company. Never make assertions about
her that you think are untrue, allusions
that you feel she herself would blush to
hear. When yon meet with men who
do not scruple to make use of woman’s
name in a reckless and unprincipled
manner, shun them, for they are the
very worst members of the community
—men lost to every sense of honor,
every feeling of humanity. Many a
good and worthy woman’s character has
been forever ruined and her heart broken
by a lie, concocted by an unprincipled
villain, but believed by people of good
principles who aro too ready to believo
slander or condemn imprudence as
crime. The smallest thing derogatory
to a woman’s character will fly on the
wings of the wind, aud magnify as it
circulates, until its weight crushes th e
poor unconscious victim. Remember
this if you are tempted to repeat or lis
ten to a scandalous lie.
A hundred and on e persons died of
starvation in the metropolitan and istrict
of London last year. That is about
twenty in a million.
NEWS AND FARMER
LOUISVILLE, JEFFERSON CO., OA.
R. J. BOYD, Editor and Proprietor.
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RATES OF ADVERTISING s
One Square of ouo inch $ 1 for tho ti.*st time
and 60 Cents tho second.
NO. IC>.
ITEMS OF INTEREST.
Belting for machinery lias been suc
cessfully made of paper.
An English writer estimates that
there aro 40,000 Americans in England
to-day.
A Milwaukee woman drowned herself
by resolutely holding her face in a basin
of water.
The aggregate number of live stock
in the United States is sot down at 82,-
000,000 head.
V flight of white butterflies that tilled
•be air l'ko snowflakes was seen recently
:'! South Florida.
Bartley Campbell lias taken England
by storm. If he only [days hi -cards
he may be made a K. C. 15.
A German lieutenant, won a bet that
lie could sit for twenty-four hours on a
horse (standing at its crib) and keep
make. .
The Boston Post speaks of merchants
who nail horse shoes over store doors
instead of advertising their business in
the paj era.
Professor Willard, an authority on
dairy matters, estimates the number of
creameries and co-operative factories in
the United States at five thousand.
Xiie prophetic Veunor is forty. His
father.was a hardware merchant, with a
house iu Liverpool and another in Mon
treal, The prophet was educated at tlio
McGill University of Montreal.
V DliSl’r It A DO'S EXPLOIT.
.limsi! Jiuiii’h' Ki<!<> Into fiOiiininmi. audit*
Outcome*
“Do you know,” said a well-known
Chicago railroad detective, “that Jesse
.lane s has registered an oath to come
to Chicago and kill tho l’inkert nis, Al
lan and Billy ? He did so several years
ago, aud ho will keep his word if the
least, opportunity offers. The hoys
hold Pinkerton responsible for the kill
ing of their step brother, Archie, and
also for the numerous traps that have
been laid for tlicir capture. After the
Norihfield escapade, Frank James mar
ried and settled in Texas, but Jesse con
tinued running with the old gang, con
sisting of Cummings, Miller and others.
Tho manner in which I received infor
mation regarding them was through
Jim Curry, the slayer of Porter, who
was a detectiv e for tiie Texas and Paci
fic railroad. 'j lie James Younger gang
claim to have killed seven of Pinkerton's
men, including Captain Lull, who used
to have charge of the Madison street
police-station in this city.
“This last, job looks as though Jesse
James had his hand in it, but I don’t
believe Frank had anything whatever to
do with it. Since his marriage, though
living under an assumed name, he has
eond’vj}.' -5 himself -in a peaceable man
ner, and given tip the old ways. I’ll
tell you an anecdote of Jesse, which
serves to show what a blood-thirsty
dare-devil he is:
“In 1809 he was down in Texas, and
while there, purchased a very fleet mus
tang, iu which lie took great, pride. He
rode the animal" into Louisiana, and
during his journey came upon a coun
try fair, in which horse racing was the
principal attraction. He entered his
horse, and, being a. stranger, he was
considered by horsemen anil gamblers
to be a tit subject for prey, and it was
arranged beforehand that his horse
should not win the race. The other
starters were ridden by professional
jockeys, but Jessie claimed the privilege
of riding his own horse. He was but a
boy dressed in a very slouchy manner,
and his appearance on the' track was
hailed with shouts of derision and
laughter Nothing daunted, he rode up
beside the others, and an even start
was made. Away went the animals,
and at the lialf-mile start Jesse’s nag
was a good length ahead. On they flew,
and the little mustang came in a winner
by several yards. This rather surprised
the jockeysa'nd gamblers, and they made
arrangements to “count out” the mus
tang if it should win the next heat.
Several prominent blacklegs procured
red handkerchiefs and stationed them
selves near tlie winning [tost, ready for
an emergency.
“Once more tho horses sped away,
and again tho mustang took the lead,
increasing the distance every second.
When within fifteen yards of the win
ning wire, two men sprang suddenly
into the middle of tlie track before the
oncoming horse, and waving red hand
kerchiefs in their hands, shouted at the
top of their voices. This manceuver
had the desired effect ; the horse reared
on his haunches, and showed every
symptom of fright, while the favorite
came in a winner. While the crowd
were laughing and shouting, the light
haired. filler of the mustang reached un
der liis dilapidated coat, and brought
out a six-shooter in each hand. Bring
ing them to bear upon the handkerchief
heroes, he opened fire. The result was
the killing of one, and tho wounding of
tlie other. He then turned both revol
vers ou tho crowd, and before tho sur
prised spectators could recover, ho
turned his mustang, and shouting his
name, rode off.
“No pursuit was instituted, and from
that day until the present time, the
visit of Jesse James is remembered in
that section.”
Bad Thoughts.
Bad thoughts, if cherished, blight
virtue, destroy purity, and undermine
the stablest foundations of character.
They aro like rot in timber ; like rust in
iron. They eat into the man. And
when the process has gone on for awhie,
and thoro oomes the stress of an out
ward temptation, down they go into a
mass of ruin ! Ships go onfto sea, all
bright with fresh paint, their sails all
spread and streamers flying, and never
come back, never reach port. Why?
They met a storm and went down, be
cause they wero rotten. Under the
paint was decay ! Just so bad thoughts,
vile, impure thoughts and imaginations,
rot tlio manly oak of character, rust the
iron of principle, slacken all the stays
of virtue, aud leavethe man, the woman,
to the violence of temptation, with no
interior of reserve power to withstand
the shock. Bat thoughts fed and fat
ened are tho bottom-vice of society.