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hSHome Rffechije r: " pnos l TnS $ ” PYmv£<„ r ™ B . •/’ a S N 0 equal ___ , * 30 UNION SQUARE NEWYORK c'" 0 V«-AN<? e ri MASS. GA. rCR SALL BY PH A IJH & CAIN, SUMMERVILLE, GA. N ™ HiehArm □AVIS The lightest running Shuttle Sewing Machine ever produced, combining greatest simplicity, durability and speed. It is adapted to a greater va riety of practical and fancy work than any other. No basting ever required. For particulars as to prices, &c„ and for any desired information, address THE DAVIS SEWING MACHINE CO., WATERTOWN, N. Y. 158 Tremor t St., Boston, Mass. 1223 Chestnut St., Philadelphia, Pa. j 113 Public Square, Cleveland. Ohio. 40, 48 & 50 Jackson St., Chicago, 111. I For sale in Hnmmerville bj J. . ( LEGHORN 4 CO. I alabastine! A Superior Substitute for Kalsomine, etc Alabastine is the first and onfy preparation made from calcined gypsum rock, lor appli cation to walls with a brush, and is lolly cor erpa l.v io. i . perfected bv many ye.-v < . . as many coal' us desired, one over auothei', to any hard surface, without danger of scaling, or noticeably adding to the thickness of the wall, which is strengthened and improve I by each additional coat, from time to lime. It is the only material for the pur]>ose not de pendent upon glue for its adhesiveness. I Alabastine is hardened on the wail by am-. ' moisture, etc., while all kalsomines or whit enmir preparations have inert soft chalks and glue for their base, which are rendered soft or scaled in a very short time. In addition to the above advantages, Alabastine is less expensive, as it requires but one half the number of pounds to cover the same amount of surface, with two coats, is ready for use by adding waler, and easily applied by ajiy one. Fo a;-’ by your Paint Dealer. Ask for Circular containing Samples of 12 tints, maiiiil’.ictared only by Hie Alabastixi. Co., i 15. Cio. acii. Manager, Grand Rapids, Mich. PURE V. PAINTS ReadyForUse Olives, Terra Cottas and all the latest fashionable shades for CITY COUNTRY OR SEASIDE. Warranted durable and permanent. Descriptive Lists, showing 32 actual shades, sent on application. For sale by the principal dealers, wholesale and retail, throughout the country. Ask for them and take no others. BILLINGS, TAYLOR & CO. CLEVELAND, OHIO. 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 be produced in case of neceseity, @lje VOL XI. SUMMERVILLE. GEORGIA, WEDNESDAY EVENING, DECEMBER 3, 1884. NO. 46. SANDS’.-*-’ PATENT TRIPLE ; YX FREEZRX | The only Freezer ever made having three distinct 1 motions inside the can. thereby, of course, produo i ing finer and smoother Cream than any other Freezer on the market. 300,000 In use. Catalogue and Price List liailed upon application. WHITE MOUNTAIN FREEZER CO., NASHUA, N. H. 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. ■■-» ♦ . - 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, EMMONS, McKEE & CO., SUCCESSORS TO EMMONS. EADS & CO. 87 BZEdO-AJD STREET, I&OZMZIE, Q-JL. Clothing, Furnishing Qoob, Hats and. Men’s Fine Sheas. Our stock of Men’s Wear this season excels anything ever shown in Rime. We want every man in' Cherokee county to give us a call this fall an I we will save you time and money. This may seem like big talk, but our immense stock, bought at extremely low prices, warrants us in making broad asser tions- Ours is tee only establishment in Rome where is sold everything worn by the MALE SEX MAIIX OR BOY. For Good Goods, Correct Styles and Seasonable Prices, we are ACKNOWLEDGED HEADQUARTERS. A careful comparison cannot foil to convince you of this fact. We will appreciate a call. EMMS, McKEE & Ci)„ Men's and Boys’ Outfitters, ' 87 Bro a'l Street, ROMS. Qi. 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.