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Marriage in Scotland.
From time out of mind it has been
considered legal lor people in Scotland
to marry merely by making a declara
tion-in the presence of witnesses. But .
by an absolute statute of Chariet 11.
such marriages were forbidden and de
clared punishable. Recently a couple
were brought up at the Edinburgh Po
lice Court for having contravened thi
statnte bv declaring themselves husband'
and vrife before witnesses. They pleaded
guilty, and were fined a shilling each.
Oddly enough, however, the conviction
itself becomes a legal celebration of the
marriage, and the document recording
-it is a certificate of marriage which can
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An Astonishing Dog Story.
A dog belonging to the B—s, which
■ was a great favorite of theirs and re
j garded as of thouroughly irreproachable
training, was charged by some of their
neighbors with worrying sheep at night.
; The family rebuked this charge on the
ground that the dog was fastened into
their kitchen at night, and was never let
out until the servants came down in the
morning.
The farmers, however persisted that
they knew the dog well, aud had
seen him going from the sheepfold,
though he had managed to escape them.
When this was urged so strongly as to
j make it imperative on the B-s to take
! some further steps, one of the daughters
I volunteered to sleep in the kitchen aud
watch the dog’s behavior.
i When they made up the young lady’s
; bed, the dog seemed very restless and
. strange, but by and by he settled down,
. aud all was silent.
A little after midnight he got up, came
to the bed, and sniffed about until he
had satisfied himself that the young lady
j was not awoke. Then he leaped into
! the window seat, lifted the catch of the
i shutters, and opened them. Then he
I undid the latch of the window, which he
opened, and then disappeared. After
a long interval he came back, closed and
fastened the window and shutters, aud
finished by licking his own feet, and the
marks which he had left by springing
on the II >or. To the terror of the seem
ing sleeper, he now came and closely
scrutinized her; but she kept still, aud
he at last crept off to his own bed.
As soon as she heard the servants
stirring, the lady rose softly aud slipped
through the door. But the guilty dog
■ had marked her. He sprang up and
j made a dash at her with most undis-
guised fury, for he saw that his secret
was discovered and his character blasted
by one whom he now regarded as a hate
ful spy.
Fortunately, she got the door fast
shut in time, and at once alarmed
the honse. But the dog was now so
furious that no ono dared go into the
kitchen, and at last a gnn was brought,
pointed through an aperture, and he
was shot dead.
Regulations of a Texas Opera House.
1. No smoking permitted in any part
the house.
2. Gentlemen are expected to remove
their hats on entering either the bal
cony or dress circle.
3. No gentleman without a coat on
will be admitted to any part of the
home.
4. The first three rows in the bal
cony are always reserved.
5. Only those who deport themselves
as gentlemen will be permitted to re
main in the house.
6. The management would suggest
and request that the mode of applause
be the clapping of hands, and not the
stamping of feet and shrill whistling.
7. The management would further
request that any gentleman finding it
absolutely necessary to his happiness to
use tobacco during a performance will
please not expectorate on the floor or
carpets. By notifying an usher he can
secure the use of a cuspidor.
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A Map of Switzerland.
It is worth bringing under the notice
of all concerned in the drink question
the statistics supplied by M. Rummer,
the great Continental specialist, at the
Congress at the Hague. M. Rummer
presented a map of Switzerland. The
percentage of drunkards was noted
down in dark colors, and the corre
spending number of caberets, or wine
and beer shops, was noted in red. He
discovered that the larger the number
of publicans the fewer were the drunk
ards. Turning to other countries, he
arrived at precisely similar conclusions
—in Holland, at the Hague, especially.
He next extended his investigation
across the Atlantic to the United States,
and says that he found drunkenness pre
vailed to a greater extent in the State
of Maine, where all public houses are
prohibited, than in any other part of
America. He concludes that the sole
cure lor alcoholism lies in education,
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WE ARE NOT OLD I
.. e are not old, though years have rolled
Like shadows fiom out- path away,
Since first to mo thou didst unfold
Thy love—oh ! happy, happy day!
We are not old !
Thy checks are fairer than the rose,
Thy lips arc sw' eter than the dew;
Thy hand is whiter than the snows,
And as the heavens thine eyes are blue *
Wo are not old !
Time dealeth gently with us here,
No change our hearts have ever known;
Our joy increases year by year,
For sweet contentment is our own
We are not old 1
As In the past may we glide on.
All gently down the stream of life;
And when wo reach our journey’s end,
May we together rest—my wife :
We are. not old I
—Encry Other Saturday.
The Tramp.
Ho came slouching through the rus
tic side gate, and up the winding gravel
walk, gay with borders of vivid autumn
blossoms—his rags fluttering in the
gusty wind, a sorry hat pulled low over
his haggard eyes—bis haggard face half
buried in a torrent of shaggy beard. The
wretched remnant of a coat, buttoned
close under his chin, hid the pitiful lack
of linen underneath; the searching Oc
tober sunshine singled him out, and
showed him at his worst, aud on every
visible vestige of the man was stamped
the brand of abject want, starvation und
hopeless vagabondism I
He shuffled on toward the rear of the
rambling stone farm-house, his broken
shoes clattering on the crisp grave), his
restless black eyes keeping a sullen, fur
tive watch for savage dogs; evidently he
was used to being set upon, and brow
beaten, and driven from pillar to post,
that he had come to look for a little
else.
Screened by the billowy glories of a
riotous multa-flora, a slender, tawny
haired maid of thirteen—busied with a
basket of juicy red cheeks—peeped
through the leaf-curtained window of
the wide kitchen with startled blue eyes,
at the sudden warning of Aunt Dorinda’s
shrill-keyed voice, uplifted in expostula
tion more forcible than polite.
“Get off that stoop with your mud,
you nasty, tramping vagabond I I de
clare, it is enough to try the patience of
Job; and ’Tura this minute through with
the week’s cleaning 1 You tramps are
good for nothing under the canopy but
traipsing the country, sponging your
keep, and pestering the public with your
musses and your whining I”
Poor Aunt Dorinda—who boasted a
microscopic eye for dirt and disorder in
any shape—cherished a dire antipathy
for all “tramps,” from the luckless tin
peddler, whoso evil star beguiled him
under the lash of her invincible tongue,
down to the abject wretches content to
starve upon the public bounty.
The forlorn creature got meekly off
the keepiug-room stoop, and stood' with
drooping plumage stoically awaiting a
lull in the wordy tempest.
“I beg your pardon, ma’am,” a deep,
mellow voice ventured, deprecatingly;
“I am looking for work, and hoped you
might give me a job and pay me with a
morsel of food. I—l—am faint with
hunger ”
“And serves you right, for a shiftless,
shirking lazy-bones, I make no doubt,”
struck in the irate spinster. “A pretty
spectacle you be to come asking decent
folks for work! Clear out I I’ve no work
and no victuals for you—-nor the likes of
you—a begging, thieving pack!”
“Madam,” the voice answered, with
sullen dignity, “I am starving, but
could ncit steal. Only, for the love of
Leaven, give me some light task, I will
gladly earn a crust. I cannot go farther
without food ”
“You can’t, hey ?” interrupted Aunt
Dorinda, wrathfully. “We’ll see about
that. Here. Teaser 1”
“Aunt ’lnda,” called the sweet voice
of Ismay Hollis—the little maid with
tawny locks and big, innocent blue eyes,
like the forget-me-nots down at the bar
berry spring—“please, aunt, send the
poor man into the kitchen; I will give
him some breakfast. And, aunty, Ido
believe the biscuits are scorching !”
“Hold your tongue, Ismay, aud get
them apples sorted. Send him into the
kitchen, hey ? J list catch ine at it J
Yon clear right ont, you tramping fel
low; don’t let u: find you here when I.
come back 1” And with a gestured aw-
ful import, the elderly termagant skur
ried away to the rescue of the imperiled
biscuits.
The hollow eyes of the vagrant glowed
hungrily as the delicious aroma of home
made loaves, crisp ginger bread and flaky
pies were wafted from the open kitchen
door-way.
Pretty Ismay, who had routed the
enemy by a bit cf feminine strategy,
saw from her snug ambush of leaves and
blossoms, the grimy hands clutch eager
ly, the white teeth glitter wolfishly be
hind his dusky beard. But curbing the
tierce impulse that prompted him to
rush forward aud snatch a morsel from
the tempting plenty within his reach, he
turned dejectedly away.
“Poor man I” said a low voice at his
elbow, and the troubled blue eyes of
little Ismay, full of soft pity as some
compassionate angel’s, looked shyly np
from a tumbled mass of curls. “Poor
man I you are very hungry, aren’t
you? See, I have got you some break
fast. I’m afraid it was wicked, but—l
lid to take it without asking leave. I
was so sorry when ’lnda turned yon
away hungry I” And the red lips quiv
ered, and two big tears fell down and con
secrated the stolen alms proffered from
the dainty, filled apron.
“God bless your pretty face, my
sweet 1” the tramp said huskily. “I
can’t refuse the food, for I’m starving.
But little Blossom, I’m none the less
sorry you should trouble your white
conscience for a wretch like me.”
She looked at him wistfully. “J
guess God has forgiven me—l asked
him to. He used to feed the hungry
and heal the sick. Aud here is the
pretty gold doP»r papa gave me the
Christmas before mamma died. There
is a hole through it, yon see; I used to
wear it on my neek, but I don’t care for
it now,” she added, generously, as the
rough hand gently pushed the gold
aside. “Indeed, it is mine—l may give
it away if I choose. Please take it—to
buy bread to-morrow,” she implored.
“Hark I Aunt Dorinda is calling me; go
and eat your b.eakfast down at the bar
berry spring; yonder it is, under the big
maple, at the foot of the lane. Noone will
disturb you there, and aunt might turn
black Teaser loose if she knew I had
taken the pie. Go quick, please, she is
coming 1”
She thrust the tiny, glittering coin
into his reluctant palm and sped away,
her tawny curls flying, her motions swift
and graceful as some startled birds, her
swttet, childish treble answering Auut
Dorinda’s shrill summons; and gulping
down something very like a sob the vag
abond slunk through the gate and dis
appeared behind the hedge that screened
tbs path to the barberry spring.
* ♦ >F ¥ * * ♦
“Why, where upon earth”
Auut Dorinda Skinner paused in hor
rified astonishment oefore her desecrat
ed household altars—otherwise the de
pleted pantry shelves—whence a goodly
portion of the fruits of her day’s labor
had surreptitiously and mysteriously
disappeared.
“Ismay,” she called, sharply, “put
' away that newspaper and come right in
1 here to me.”
Poor Ismay reluctantly laid aside her
beloved paper and with flushing cheeks
went tremblingly into judgment.
“Stop twisting the corners of your
apron, Ismay Hollis, and answer me
this minute. Did you leave this pantry
\ door unlocked at any time to-day ?”
“No, aunt; I locked it as you bade
me.”
“Then what, Miss, may I ask, has be
come of the currant loaf, and the
quince pic, and the half-dozen light
rolls? The cat cannot have devoured
them, neither have they taken wings and
flown through the window.”
“No, aunt. Oh, Auut ’lnda, I took
them for the poor, soul you turned away
from Hollis-Hope this morning.”
The portentions frown on Aunt
Dorinda’s brow grew black as night.
“You dare to tell mo that you stole
the pastry—to feed that thieving beg
gar !”
“It was not stealing I” cried Ismay,
hotly. “Hollis-Hope is papa’s, and
papa wouldn’t mind; the poor man was
starving; and I am not sorry I did it,
either,” she added, valiantly.
“Very well, miss,” nodded Aunt
Tmla, white with rage; “wait till your
father comes home to-night; he shall
hear cf your high-handed doings, I
promise you | In the meantime, take
that candle and walk to bed. lam going
over to Bet hia Hixiey’s about that star
quilt pattern; and to make sure you do
not get into further mischief, I’ll just
turn the key in your door. So march,
Miss Impudence I”
*******
“Fire! Fire 1”
With a shock and a gasp, the dark
something, huddled under Squire
Hollis’s big hay-rick, starts up from ter
ror-haunted dreams, and peers stealthily
out into the frosty, fragrant darkness.
A sinister red glow flits fitfully in the
gloom; hark! The skulking spectre,
from which he slinks and flies by day
and night, is on his track I
“Fire I Fire !” The shrill scream
pierces the night silence sharply—
caught up and hoarsely re-echoed in the
distance. A rapid thud of flying hoofs
comes dully on the wind; ns suddenly a
lurid glare spouts heavenward, crimson
ing earth aud sky I
Strangling a tierce exclamation, that
is half a prayer, the king vagabond
launches himself straight as an arrow
for the blazing beacon on yonder slope.
Squire Hollis, galloping across fields
—clearing gates and ditches in the wild,
desperate haste of terror—has nearly
ridden him down. But he is up and
away again, and’ rides as he may, the
squire is not tbo first to reach the burn
ing walls of Hollis-Hope.
Smoke and flame are bursting from
the threshold and roof-tree; the whole
main building is a roaring, exultant
volcano I
»“For God’s sake come onl” shouts
the squire, hoarsely, fighting his way
through the showering sparks aud tum
bling brands, to the rear of the burning
homestead.
The wary, keen-eyed personage in
official gray, who has ridden with him
from the village, is at his elbow, but
the wild, flying figure is there before
them I
Out of the binding smoke breaks
a distraught creature, tossing her arms
aloft, aud shrieking with pain and
terror.
Squire Hollis clutches the mad
woman fiercely.
“Where is my child—my Ismay ?”
he pants; but Auut Dorinda can only
point shudderingly upward, her face
distorted with awful, wordless fear.
The entire ground floor of Hollis
Hope is a turmoil of surging flame; the
roof and outwalls, facing southward, are
yet intact, though the trellis is kindling
here and there, and the sturdy old ivy
writhes in the fervent -heat.
With a horrible groan the frantic father
seeks to hurl himself within the blazing
portals, but strong hands seize him and
hold him back from death. What
human aid can avail the hapless om
shut up within those raging furnace
walls ?
Hark ! A great shout from the rapidly
gathering multitude on the lawn ! Far
up, beneath the kindling eaves, behind
yon ivy-bowereil window, a white vision
of childish beauty and terror gleams for
a breath, and is gone! And tar up the
gray-stone facade, clinging to vine and
trellis, and climbing lithely and swiftly
as a panther, toils a dark figure up
and up 1
It grasps the broad stone window
ledge at last, gripping with desperate
strength some friendly projection, while
a fierce blow topples the stout sash in
ward. With an agile leap the dark
shape follows, and is swallowed up
iu the stifling, smoke-vailed dimness.
But only for a moment; out of the dark
ness it flits again, pursued by arrowy
tongues of fire, with something limp
and white clasped to his laboring breast.
He springs to the wide stone sill, and
stands full in the glare of the confla
gration. “By it is Trapeze Tom 1”
■ a voice cries excitedly, aud then the
I multitude watch him and the great lad
der that trusty hands are rearing against
the wall.
For a moment he hovers on the crim,
bling verge of destruction, deftly and
rapidly muffling some heavy fabric about
the frail form that nestled within his
arm. There is a dull crash—a whirl
wind of flame rears up! He crouches
and cowers as a billow of flame rolls over
him and recedes again. Then carefully
shielding his helpless charge, he drops
from his perilous perch, and, step by
i step, toils down the ladder of death I
j “Tom Hylton, alias Trapeze Tom, ex
acrobat and incendiary; San Francisco—
States Prison for life; broke jail a year
ago. Been dodgin’ ever since. Desper
ate critter. But he’s settled his score,
aud passed in his checks like a man I”
The keen-eyed official lifts his hat,
and stands uncovered as they lay him
down. The lurid spectre of that by
gone crime, dogging his vagrant steps
by day and night, has hunted him
down at last I .
They lower him softly--he is only a
vagabond tramp, with the brand of crime
upon him, but the smoke-grimed hands
hat touch him, the bearded faces that
bend above him, are tender and pitiful.
The red warning of daybreak trembles
rosily in the East, but for him the eternal
darkness is gathering fast.
“Ob, papa, take me to him. They say
that he is dying—and he gave his life for
mine 1”
At the sound of that silver-sweet voice,
a beaut iful smile lights up the disfigured
face, the heavy lids lift a little.
Ismay kneeling beside him, weeps bit
terly at the sight of the fl.ime-scorched
forehead aud uuseeing eyes.
“How are you feeling now, my brave
ieliow ?” the squire asked huskily.
But the pale lips only answer:
“She was like my little sister—dead
long ago—and she was kind to me.”
The fluttering lids are quiet—the still
ness of peace enfolds him—and his
skulking aud tramping are ended.
Au Electric Shock.
The Ithaca, New York, Journal says;
as Mrs. Harriet Hollister, Wife of T.m
otby Hollister was turning on the water
from the faucet over the siuk in her
kitchen, using her right hand, her left
hand being in contact with the iron lin
ing of the sink, she was suddenly pros
trated by a severe electric shock. Mrs.
Hollister’s first thought was that she
had been stricken with paralysis or
apoplexy, and this was also the opinion
of her family. Dr. E. J. Morgan, Sr.,
was summoned, and found that the in
side of the tLumb of her left hand had
been blistered in several places. This
led him to believe that Mrs. Hollister
had received a strong electric shock
from some source. About twenty
'minutes after her mother had been so
peculiarly affected Miss Hattie Hollis
ter, in drawing water from the same
faucet, also received a shock, although
not so strong as the first one had been.
The family then became convinced
that the trouble existed in the water
pipe and sink. Manager Wclverton, of
the Telephone Exchange, after a brief
examination of the premises, found the
secret of the trouble. Mr. Hollister’s
residence was connected with the Ithacar
Hotel by a “dead” private telegraj'k
wire. This wire had been crossed with
the electric light wire. The “dead”
wire was connected with the metallic
roof of Mr. Hollister’s house, which in
turn was connected by a tin water con
ductor with the water pipe leading to
the sink. When the dynamo machine
of the electric light company was in
operation the current passed over the
“dead” wire to the tin roof and thence
to the water pipe. It needed only the
completion of the circuit by Mr.-. Hol
lister to obtain the full benefit of an ar
tificial stroke of lightning. Mrs. Hollis
ter is now about the house as well as
ever. It is needless to say that the
‘dead” wire will be removed at once.
Lost It All.—H. H. Honore was a
rich man at the time of the Chicago fire,
which crippled him. His faith was un
bounded, however. He built one mag
nificent block and mortgaged it to build
another. Then he mortgaged that and
put up another. Three years later
under the pressure of hard times he lost
them all. Property had depreciated so
that none of his buildings would sell for
enough to pay off the mortgage. He is
a plain old man who eats tobacco as he
would bread. His two daughters, both
.eautiful were brilliantly married, one
to Potter Palmer, and the other to Fred.
Grant.
A tovkg lady was complaining to her
pastor that she had no influence with
her Sunday-school class; all her labor
had been in vain. “Why, what would
you do,” said he, “if you had been
preaching Sunday after Sunday for a
dozen years at a row of hardened old
sinners, and laboring aud praying for
their salvation all that time in vain ?”
“Why,” was the reply, “I should begin
to hope they would be lost.”
THE HUMOROUS PAPERS.
VVrtAT WE FINO IN THKjYI THAT
CAUSES US TO SYIIL.E.
An Alter ElTect-Abent the Preserves—A
Terror to Teaeliers—A n Uncertain .Hotter
—He was Reckless. Etc.. Etc.
TRIALS OF THE ANOLOMANIAO.
“I see they had an eclipse of t«e
moon in Europe night before last,
Alphonso.”
“Yaas, I don’t doubt it. Deah me,
they have evewything in Euwope. We
nevuh get anything heah until it is all
worn out ovah theah. I suppose we’ll
be getting them along in a year or so.
It’s such a bosh, though, to wait.”—
Chicago News.
AX AFTER EFFECT.
“Look here, Bridget,” said a Van
Ness avenue matron to her cook the
other day, “I really can’t allow you to
have company in the kitchen every
night.”
“It’s all along of the terrible fire in
Chicago, mum.”
“What on earth has that got to do
with it?”
“Why, mum, ever since then I do be
afraid of fire, so that I have one of the
boys from the engine house round the
corner come and sit with me evenings.
It do make me feel more comfortable
like, somehow.”—Ahn Francisco Post.
NOT MUCH CHOICE. .
“Will you have some butter or some
oleomargarine ?” asked the facetious
boarder.
“What did we have yesterday ?” asked
the thin boarder.
“I don’t know.”
“Well, if we had butter give me oleo
margarine, and if it was oleomargarine
I’ll take butter.”
QUEER HUMAN NATURE.
“Isn’t it a lovely day ?”
“Delightful. I feel magnificent. ’“
“So do I, I never felt better in my
life.”
“Let’s take a drink.”
***** * *
“This is awful weather.”
“Awful I”
“Makes me feel miserable.”
“Yes, it gives me the blues.”
“Let’s take a drink.”— Pittsburg Tel
egraph.
AN UH CERTAIN MATTER.
“Do you think you will remain in
Canada long ?”
“I hardly know. I shall for the pres
ent at least. It depends upon circum
stances.”
“Whatcircumstances, pray?”
“Upon whether they abolish the ex
tradition treaty or not.”— Graphic.
THE MUSICAL BLOCK.
Hark and oh hear, the piano is banging—
(Sonin t and canticle, chant and glee);
The fellow upstairs his guitar is atwanging,
The children arc singing a jubilee.
Just over the way there’s a banjo, I think,
W ith its ‘Tink-a-punk-pank, punk, pmk, pank,
pink;”
And down at the conx.-. the man with the flute
la rending the night with a tootle-too-toot.
And oom pah-pah or in, pah-pah, bra-a, bra-a,
boom I
The brass band is practicing up in its room,
j Bukdeitk.
SO RECKLESS.
“What are you going to do with
that?” asked a geutlemau upon enter
ing his room and finding a negro with
his coat “Dis coat?” “Yes, that coat I”
“Wall, I ain’t goiu’ ter do nothin’ wid
dis coat. Thought dar wuz suthin’
wrong.” “There is something wrong.
You are in the wrong place, and I want
you to get out.” “Ain’t yer gwiuter
’ploy me no mo’?” “No, I am not.”
“Dat’s wlint er man gits fur being so
kerefnl. Hadn’t er been fur me yer
wouldn’t er had no clothes.” “How
so?” “’Case I could er stole’em if I
had er wanted ter; dat’s how so.” “I
believe you did steal my vest.” “Didn’t
do nothin’o’do kin’.” “I believe you
did steal that gray vest, for it disap
peared shortly after you came.” “It
wuz de black vest, Bah. White man’s so
reckless wid do truf yer kain’ put no
conferdence in him.”— Arkansaw Trav
eler.
THOSE ERESEBVEB.
“Mrs. Dexter, did you put np these
preserves?”,
“Yes, sir, I flatter myself I did.”
■‘Quite a task, I should say, madam 1”
“From present observation I should
infer that it was much more of a task
for me to put them up than it is for you
to put them down. ’
ins SALARY REDUCED.
“I shall be compelled to reduce your
salary, Mr. Johnson, until cold weather
sets in,” said a mean employer to his
bald-headed bookkeeper.
“Why?” asked the old fellow, with s
sinking heart.
“Because I notice that a large por
tion of the time which should be devoted
to my service is spent by you in fighting
flies off the top of your head.”
A TERROR TO TEACHERS.
Young Clipman suddenly returns from
school. “Wliy,” exclaims his father,
“have yon come back ?” (Aside to a by
stander.) “He whips every teacher he
has anything to do with. Got the old
Clipman blood in him.”
“Oh, I couldn’t get along with the
teacher,” replies the young man.
“I don’t know what’s to become of
you. Why, sir, you are a terror to
teachers. You whipped him, I suppose ?’'
“No, sir; ho whipped me.”
♦
A Famous Mansion.
The famous Ridgeley house at Hamp
ton, Va., writes a correspondent, is one
of the historic country seats which has
maintained its stately superiority for
one hundred years. It was built in 1783,
and stands in the midst of an estate of
six thousand acres. The facade of the
honse is one hundred and eighty feet in
ength, with offices attached. The spa
cious grounds and terraced garden are a
model of the kind. A Washington
giutleman mentions that he had often
been one of fifty visitors entertained
there when each had a bed the same
night.