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“LET THE VOLUME VI. WAYNESBORO, GA. f THIJRSD Y, NOVEMBEl 25, 1875. NUMBER EVA ASHLEY; OR, THE TRIUMPH OP VIRTUE. CHAPTER I, I that you were my mother’s friend. I may have heard her speak of you. May I ask your name ?” ‘‘Certainly, It is Philip Marshall,” As Eva heard these words pronounced. Many of the workmen engaged in the sbe utlered | ^ tui ' ned doatbl J P alo > Dry Dock for a brief space ceased their » nd f e6Ied as if she was about to full to toil and turned to gaze at the ebip girls, the e round - Marshall attempted to as they were admitted into the yard BU PP? rt ||| but sbe reooiled from his one Saturday afternoon. As tbo tno.| ,ouob ' wi,b 1 shudd#r . and tben seiaing tiro of eaoh of these girls was the col- her basltBt > §| on ,be point of fly- lection of fuel, it will readily be oon- fr0,n tbe B P ot - But tbe man dor jecturcd that they bolonged to the poor- tained her, and exclaimed : "'W'bjass. Such was indeed the fact, as j ^ jVa , before you go, you must ex tattered garments, pale faces, and half- i P^ a ' b to me the meaning of all this, starved,.emaciated forms proclaimed. ! §g do y° u exhibit s “oh emotion at me to assume an attire which I had never worn before and to represent to you that I was rich.” “And such is not tbo oaso?” “No—I am just what you see mo now—a ship-oarpector.” “But that was a base proposition you mado to mo. Love did not prompt you to dp this.”. “I did that, Eva, only the more ful ly to satisfy myself how pure you were. Oh, I beg that you will forgive me.” “I do, Mr. Candor,” » “But I ask more than this; I love you, and I never can be happy until you are my wife. Then assure me that best attire, and she was, itieed, lovely. A few words were spokte uud then A Grammatical Problem. The other night a sleepy eyed Roman 7“ .7 ~ mi ' / , •* I , V 4 , Bfuool-boy, with whose golden,locks the together. The false minisi’ hesitated mild zephyrs of about a dozen spring » moment, while his lipa tfJtmnL and times had fondly dallied, sat in the fam- There was one among this number l tb# mention of my name?” Slowly j you will be so, and I will dovote my ex who attracted unusual attention. This i the J$| reoovered herself, turned her , istenoe to the happiness of your mothor was a young creature, perhaps seven-: b ^ a ® eyes full upon the man, and then j and yourself. Ob, speak, dear Eva, toon or eighteen years of age. Her fig- rc P bed > ' D a T0 ' ce tbnt was firm, , but do not give utterance to suoh word; ure was small and graceful, and her face as fn)i °f reproach as wore her as will forever crush 1 me. Will you be quite pale ; but it was beautiful and in-1 words • m J wife?” telleotual. She moved about ra'ther j “1’hilip Marshall, I have prayed for Tears filled tho eyes of the maiden timidly, and often a blush mounted into y° ur spirit, because 1 thought your body and she trembled, and ouly gave her her face as she was addressed by some) re P 08ed in tbe grave, and that you had reply w en urged over and over agait one of the workmen, or heard some ex- performed one last aot ol justice before pression of admiration fall from their I i ou died. But you are a double do- lips! She was dressed in doep black, I and 1 ia almost a wond. r to me and her appearanoe was that of poverty * ba ^ permits so great a villain to struggling with the end of better days. ^ v e.” “Pray, goon—lot me bear all you “Who is that young creature ?” asked OQC-Of tho men, as he gazed intently upon her, dropping his ax, and turning slightly pale. “She is an angel in petticoats, and is turning the heads of nearly everybody about here. Her name is 1 Eva Ashley.” The voice of the questioner trembled visibly as he agaiu asked : “How long is it since sbe first came here,?” “She has probably made Us half a dozen visits.” “Do you kuow why t-he comes.? Is her family so very poor that this is necessary ?” “Just at present they are. The mo ther has been very ill for several weeks, and so they have Lccome reduced.— They live in a’ very neat little room, ' A c d 'hey are proud. I offered them «* CScj. >rned it simp ly because [ intimated that I would P c»ide amply for them, on conditions that tho girl would look upon me as a particular friend.” “They did right, and you are a vil lain for making such a proposition.” || “I know it ; but that’s the way with all the world. I will have her yet, even if I aui compelled to resort to a mock marriage. Wouldn’t that be a capital idea ?” The man did not wait to hear further words of this sort, but he advanced to the side of Eva and said : -‘My good gill, you are too delicate to carry that basket of chips. Work hours will bc over soon, and if you will wait,' I will set it down at. your door forryou.” Eva looked up and saw that she was addressed by an elderly person, and she did not fail to note the fact that he was deeply agitated. She was favorably impressed with his appearance, but she repled: “I thank you kindly, sir; but my borne is not far away, and I would not give you so touch trouble. I have car ried the basket several times, and I do not find it too much for my strength.” V “I am told that your mother is, or has been, very ill. She is still -living ?” *“Oh, yes, aDd fast recovering—thanks to Providence and kind friends.” “For whom do you wear this garb of mourning ?” “For'my father, sir,” '. “Then he is dead—or at least you be lieve such to be the fact ?” - *xo, sir. We Chink be is yet alive, and that while he lives he must think of us. We hope to see him once more; but in his absence we mourn him. Oh, wliat am I saying ? I fear I have spoken words which I should not; but I a£ most felt that I might safely speak to you, sir, for you did not seem like a stranger to me. I am sure that I have seen your face before, and beard yoar voice; and yet it is like a half-forgotten dream.” “You have met me before, Eva, when you were a little child. I was your would say “Yes, you shall hear me. and if you have any humanity in your heart, it may not be too late for you to undo some of the fiendish work of years ago.” “Go on-—I am listening.” “You are listening, but malicious smiles tells me that I have very little to hope for. You. know that there nev er lived a happier family than that of ray parents and rayselt, until you came under our roof. My father treated you as a freiend, for he thought that you was a true one. But you proved to be a viper. You sought to win my mother from honor, but sbe spurned you. This made you an; ry, and you | to do so. Then she said': “Mr. Candor, had you been the rich man I supposed, I never should ,hayc entertained the idea for an instant, of becoming your wife; for I should have doubted my ability to make you happy. I confess, however that I loved you, in spfte of all my efforts to 'the contrary.” “Aud you will le mine ?” “Since 1 find you are one whose toils I can share, I will answer, that if ray mother gives her consent, [ will become your w’fe.” The transport of the young man ap peared to be uubouuded. He only waited until the hall door closed upon them, when he clasped the confiding creatare to his bosom, and kissed her lips over and over again, while he ut tered- passionate words aud protesta lions of uever-d3’iDg love. Then the little home was reached, swore to be revenged. You gradually | and the lover became eloquent in his poisoned the mind of my father against I pleadings. He pictured to the mother his wife, and fiually you succeeded in making hitr, fully iuat sLo was n false wouialv and he left us forever.— We have never seen him since, for that father is pure a d good, and ho would never tolerate wrong in others. So you have rendered those who befriended you wretched in the extreme. This was the first great crime.” y ‘'■And what was the next?” “Three months ago we received.the confession of Philip Marshall, or wliat purported to be soeh. It was eeitaiuly in his hand-writing, and it was witness ed. It set forth that the next duy he was to die upon the scaffold, and that was an aet of justice to us, he acknow ledged that there was not one word of truth in his representations to my fa ther—that he bad been actuated by mo tives of revenge, and that ho believed my mother to be pure as an angel, -gj This raised hope in our hearts, and we have made every effort to fiod my in jured father, and make him happy once more. But you come back alive. The story of you I* execution was false, and flow I presume, you will declare that your confession was Also faise, and that you played this trick just to keep our hearts still bleeding, by raisiug our hopes but to crush them again. Now, sir, yon have hoard me, and I will leave HHI to heaven’s vengeance.” Eva caught up her basket^ and was about to depart. Butj-the ytoiang man who had spoken so slightly of her, took: theiburden from her hands, land said: “Miss Ashley, I will accompany you for you luayjinccu protection from 'this villain. Pardon me, I have heard your words, and so I understand all.” As they left the yard, Marshall stood gazing after them, while he exhibited the deepest emotion. Then lie follow ed on, thus learning the location of the home of Eva. CHAPTER II. The poor girl was so deeply agitated that it was some moments before she conld speak j but at length she asked : “Mr, Caudor, how is it that I find you at work in the yard? I thought motherls friend, although many years,j that you were a man of wealth aud have passed since I have seen either fashion.” her or yourself. I did not know that “Eva, I will confess all, now ;” and you were, in distress, or I should have the yonng man exhibited considerable come to yonr relief, if I could have ! feeling as he spoke; “aud I believe found you.” - “You are very kind; but we have not been in our present situation very that you will forgive me. When I first met you, I saw that you were beautiful, j I believed that you knew the power of long. My mother became ill, and she that beauty, and that yon would se$ik a required my constant attention, so that i man of wealth as yonr husband, and I had no time to work. But sho will that you never would consent to wed soon be well, and then we shall no j an impecunious man. I loved you, and Jongftr suffer from want. But you say j I fqlt that I must win you. This led her, own..unprotected condition, as well as'itnat of tier child, and he did not. fail to lay considerable stress upon the return of Phillip Marshall. H» spoke of his own loneliness ; the fervor of his love, and plead that tie union might be consummated that very night. This seemed like a singular request, but the arguments used were of such a nature that they prevailed at length, and it was ugreed that the marriage might take plaee-at once. With a trembling heart, Eva set about her hasty prepa rations, while Candor went forth, prom ising to,ctime back again in an hour. He had soarooly- reached the street when he was met by Phillip Marshall. He took the man by the arm and said: “My friend, I understand by wliat 1 overheard between you and the girl that you are by no meaDS a friend of the fi^nily. Would you like to be. fur ther revenged upon them ?” 1 “Aye, that I would,” was the bitter response. “You can—to-night.” “Tell me how.” “Go with me. We will procure venerable wig, reverential garments, a white neck tie; and then you shall act as a minister, and perform the marri age ceremony. Myself aDd Eva are to be united in the holy bonds of matri inony to night. Yes; within an hour, if possible, for I am impatient to call 'her mine.” “What am I to gain by this?” “Further revenge, and some gold: I have a little saved ut>, and it shall be y-Vlrst Is it a bargain?” “A mock marriage, eh ? You will weary of your victim in a short time,, and then you will leave her, heart bro ken. Did you ever stop to think of that?” “I can only think of present happi ness;—I must leave the future to chance. A hundred dollars shall be yonrs when you have successfully performed this job. Is it a bargain ?” “Como on—let us make the prepaftt- tions.” • J In an hour after, the young man en tered tbe poor woman's house, dressed in a neat manner, and ready for his dis reputable plot. He was accompanied by Marshall, now disguised as a man of seventy, and two others to aot as wit nesses. Tho mother reclined in her rocking chair. It was evident that she had been weeping, for her eyes were in flamed and moist with tears. Eva, too, had been weeping; but a sweet smile played around her lips, and it was evi dent that she felt a joy new and strange to hen Sho had robed herself in her then he began a prayer. 0} how touch- j • sitting room, drowsily conning over ing were tho words that jl from his I b ' B K r ammnr lesson for tho following dan i- „ i .„ii j j J. n As if tbe question had come to him in 1 ps Tears rolled down J his Own j a ife, h ‘ e s , c8p!lj turned t b ward £ obeeks, and several times j ertiotion paternal sire ana dosingly asked, “Pap, was so groat that ho was trolled to i® H right grammar to say ‘u women?’ ” is words. Could so vf 'a wretch “Why, of coursfe not, my son. Tho article V in never lined with the plural I number, and so tho expression, ‘a wo- : • v -rr |1 nt*•• sire, in flint manner of lordly pride whicly one assumes in explaining a learned problem to seekers ftf or knowledge. “■Well, then,” paid that student of grammar, with an expression innocent as that of a one day old lamb, “if it ain’t right to say ‘a women,’ how is it right to say amen Instead of answering which question that pap assumed the character of a lecturer selecting an the topic of his discourse the “Incompatibility of Levi ty and Gra rimar.” ■. cease so deceive? The prayer gpdftd*-** mother’s voice was hearclt i . . , \ jung up nor own petition to the 1® OMjw'ftoe. Oh, how those words thrijj cftch li{J _ When the prayer’, ani , llGd| A Practical Question. [From the Montana Mtesour A WALK FOR A few days since a prominent citizen of Aqgpsta mot on Broad street a bur- j Niue days’ Tramp lu the Snow, ly Countryman, hauling along a large Pood. tin pail filled with butter. The citizen immediately baited hi in and said : During the winter of ISO} “I say, my friend, have you any but- headed by Bacon, the Elk c oi ter for sale?” i. pressman, started from Lev,: ■ “Oh, no,” was the reply; “I have just Purees county, Indian Terri f' bought this at a store up town.” City, a spur of ti. H ick “What, you don’t make butter on your who&e idcitude is nut leas f!. -. farm?” '.T?ns6 timber. “No, indeed,,” answered the min, “I I T,r paring Silver wood’s “7v it cheaper than I can ,j;uko>*. >-,?■« stepp i'--g nhice ex .’si tenor I it was found that the false! fallen upon his knees, and, dently weepiug. The , 1 b josses had bowed their heqds, and wr*' j j ly affected. Eva stood, resting her h i r | • * d upon her inister bud c, was, ovi* loyer’s bosom,,while he se. t he- md nearly iicr s voice overcome. Then again spoke: “Let the ceremony pro<*j » “No 1” cried Candor, ®§| | trom a reverie; “it eannot| on jfg „ “And why not ?” was! question asked. “Because I am too gred v ;, ]ain | be the husband of one sty, Ashley When I knees before her, conies?. ceived her pardon, then T her husband.” “Pray, explain ?” ‘ I will. I am not a pojt one of great wealth, g presented myself. Neitheii , r j . my name Cuodor. but Perry LivingstL j weut into the yard to work for th purpose of deceiving Eva; believing b i oovjld the more readily accompli.* pm , pose. But I love her. fj prayer has made me a d£-(. cnt man and now I ask that a « ||| be procured in place of tl , Vp d r # . nb ^liaise one und that Jhe niarrian r e > «' •'Vre as Eva upon my \fjind re- ;:'y become man, but first re- Slic Paddled her own Canoe. The train was approaching Atlanta, and th;o obliging conductor went up to the homely old ladyTwbo was evidently traveling alo.ne, and said : ‘Mad am, have you any compamour f** tjo. , ,/pl aj; ilxs wig from the Wni cor.fede- rate exposing him as' helwa**. A cry burst from the lips of Evr, and as she exclaimed : “Oh, it is, the villain I tfld you of—- Phillip Marshall 0 “No, it is your father, £fa,” gasped I the mother. r 4 '^ Instantly the daughter! sprang into the arms of her newly founcparent, and for a moment, wept upon Iris bosom. Then sbe quickly procured die supposed confession of the villain v4io had so nearly wreeked that family. There was no doubt but that it.gas genuine, and the happy and long bft husbaud were once more unitedr^\ “Did you ieally in tend It 6 perform tbe marriage ceremony, fdiher?” ask ed Eva, after a while. “Of course, I did not. 1 believed that the young man would dent at the last moment, even as he hai done.' If he had not,'of cojurso I shoild have ex posed him.” The dark clouds which lad so long a I hovered 6vet thtise loVing . hearts, had at length passed away. -Purity aud Truth had triumphed, and in a short time the poor chip girl becatue the wife of Percy Livingstone. A Shelby (Ky ) paper is ^responsible for the statement that a young lady was recently married in that locality who was so exceedingly mbdest whefa the hour for tying the Aatrimouial noose arri ve>A flint she had J lig-tied to I the bed post until the c^mony was j performed. She was .pd?r'e/tly willing ■and even desirous of wedditjg the man of her choice, but the idea ot marrying in the presence of any one else was more than her modesty ciuld stand, licuce the necessity of tyiugjher. • “Oh, yes sir; Martha Ann made me fetch along her little black ridicule that she calls a kumpanioo 1” “ No ! no! I mean an escort!” “A what, sir?” and she looked at him hard enough to break her specta cles. “A fallow traveller with you,” ex claimed the conductor desperately. She arose. Her uplifted hand look ed deadly in its black mitten garniture. “You good-for- nothing' scamp! no sir! The idee of me, a lone woman, with no naturl protector but a sheep skin kivered New Testament, having a feller traveliu’ with me! Your mother ought to weep over your impudence, young man; and I’ll have ye to know ■ that I kin git along in this world about as well as any sixty-year old widow that you ever struck agin !’’ By this time the conductor was out on the platform, wiping the perspira tion from his face, and swearing that theoldvlady might “go it alone” to her -fc-CIIlt’gdkjnLi-1)tlanta Cnumilidion. A Family Prayer. A few years I visited an old feudal castle in England. One of its towers dates from King John’s time ; its outer walls bear marks of serge and damage [from the guns of Cromwell. The young owner, lately married, was beginning bis house keeping aright, and when I came dowu to the old hall to breakfast, bis servants were all .assembled for pray ers with the family. Though I was ask ed to offiefiato, I reminded my kind host that every man is a priest in his own household, a^d I bogged him to offi ciate as he was used to do. So he read prayers and Holy Scripture, with due solemnity, and we all kneeled down. Happening to lift my eyes, I observed over his head, upon a massive oaken beam, that spanned the hall, an inscrip tion in old f English, which I caught at a glance, aud wlijcli deepened my solemn impressions of the privilege of family prayer. It was nearly as follows; That, house shall bo preserved, and never shall decay. “ VYhere..the. Almighty God is worship ped day f>y day.” A. JL). 15S8- . I have modernized the spelling; but there these wordu haye stood fein.e the- ,days of .Queen Eliz-tbeth. On the walls hung the portraits of my young friend’s ancestry; among them, those children of the great Stafford, of whom he spoke so beautifully, when he. made his I noble defense, before laying his-head on the block. Here was a scene, widely differ ing from the “Cotter’s Saturday Night,” but in principle the same. The rich, oven more thao the poor, need such a light in their dwelling;” otherwise “how. hardly shall they that have riches VTvtor-auiq the kingdom of can bu you put up on your place all the bacon i ruiuf? to Newsome L that you : use | of some eight was “No. I can buy it cheaper.” .dan, a Norwegian, well known u - “Just so. But you make enough writer of this article. He had t> corn to supply you ?” luck to break a snow-shoe, and wa “No. I can buy it cheaper than I vised to take it back to Silver wool can make it.” the party could not stop in the ■ n ran Richard Wi! “.Well what do you make ?” “Oh, I make cotton.” “Now, ijny friend,” said the citizen, “you say that you can buy butter, ba con and corn cheaper than you can make them on your own farm. What would you think if I told you I could also buy qotton cheaper than you can make it ? Aud yet such is the case. I will agree to sell you all the cotton, you want next year 'a half a cch.t a pound cheaper than you can make it ? Why plant any cot ton then ?” This seemed to strike the country man forcibly. “I never thought of that,” said be, “I will go homo and think about what you have said to me.” This farmer is not -an exception to the rule. How many are there in this sec tion who produce on their farms or plan tations anything that they use ? Cotton is kirg, and his sceptre Is a rod of iron. So long as planters persist in raising the staple to tho exclusion of everything else, jn.st so, long will they be burden ed with debt and the prosperity of the State and the South retarded. There is no reason why every planter should not produce everything in the way of food needed on the farm. We have been dependent long euough on the West for our. meat and bread. Let us declare our independence aud demon strate it in a practical manner. Here is a Mormon reason for marry ing a Gentile: “Why, isn’t he hand some ! and then he is good, and tben— imd then—I wanted every bit of him to Believing ho could go back by tl < plainly marked trail in tbe snow am. blazes on the trees for a guide. Oh. others pushed on and safely arrive*- -t Elk City, aud no fears were entertained regarding the fate of W ildan, till seven days later a now party crossed tliQ mono tains, and then it was ascertained that Wildau had not gone back. Immediately a party was mustered and on snow-shoes‘started to find the lost man. His trail was at last found and followed by tbo hardy pioneers i» search of him. ne was found, still o- -4#^" A circle op tbe hard-beat2n !!lcX> aY-^ni^ own making, his feet badly frozen, } e ; n - closed in the sleeves of bis coat, wbie-i he bad wrapped about them. Tbe thermometer showed nine de grees below zero a great part of the time he was struggling on his feet for life. Tho partv finding him saw that he was thoroughly crazy. On accosting him and asking him if he was not hungry, •* replied, “No.” He was fed on Dork au*’ and beans at a house not far back. Not a trace could be found where he had sat down, not a sign of where lie cou. i have taken a rest—in fact, with i.»e cold never less than frur degrees below zero, he never had walked again bad he rested. He was brought to Newsome CreotElation, on the ninth night of tin- wild, cold, unfed, cheerless walk in tue deep snow—and tenderly cared for >• . Wall & Beard, keepers of that station and eventually recovered so as to co a rrnnfl cPflQan’s Wiirk will a Dick .l-»d didn’t like it, but Id id r One of the bronze medals presented by Congress to the heroes of tho battle of Lake Erie is in the possession of a gentleman of Toledo, Ohio. On one side is a likeness of Commodore Perry in naval uniform, and on the reverse is a representation of the fleet iu line of battle, engaging the enemy. The own- ur intends to send the medal to . the Centennial Exhibition. Tbe first Masonic Lodge has just been organized in Jerusalem. Its Mas ter is an American, its Past Master is an Englishman, its .Senior Warden is a German, its Junior Warden is a native, its Treasurer is a Turk, its Secretary is a Frenchman, its Senior Deacon is : a Persian apd its Junior Deacon another Turk. t Among its members are Christ ians, Mahometans and Jews. Free masonry is evidently cosmopolitan. The ladies of literary London have no meetings there os thtjy have in America. George Elliot is) sometimes seeu in literary clubs, with lifer husband. Mr. Lewes, but very rarely. She lives in a quiet, humble way, in the North side of London, in a littlp two-stO'ry house, Lady Hardy, anoffier of the great ladies of London, is uiving now just opposito. Mrs. Lintonjlives in the heailt of Loudon, in a little] mOrc pre- : tentious style. Christina hjosetti is an invalid, and lives with her mother aud brother. Jean Ingelow liy/es in the aristocratic Kensington Gaiidcns quar ter, but in a plain and quiol way, and is very accessible to Ama.icans. In fact, all of these great ladiei of London will make you feel at home .s much in half an hour as if you’d gn () e to take tea with a favorite aunt.—o aauin Mil ler. ' • J Y Bishop Cox's Covenant Prayers. It is unkiud . in the Philadelphia Times to ellude to a hard-worked or ganist in this joqring way ; Tbe Pitts burg Gaz^te has a $3,000 Post-office advertisement, and thinks that Grunt and Hartranft are the •prominent men for the Presidency in 1876, with Grant rather ahead. Of course, the official pap has nothing ; to do with the third term business, but there are people out West just cynical and rams-horny enough $0 intimate that Post office ad vertising and the third-term are gun ning, in pair Inflation is nut dead, but it is evi dent its friends see that for the present at least, their only policy is to keep so unpopular a scheme in the background, heaven.”— There are not a half dozen newspapers good "Water season 3 & —_ lihoa. tfiites below js,ja lactuu.siife: City camp. Mr. Wildan was a man o. about 108 pounds weight, short and stoat. That this article is true in every res pect- is easily to be proven. L. B. Btowd, Deputy United States Tax Col lector, now of Mount Idaho, or Mr. Charles Frush, a clerk now in the laud office of the Interior Department, can vouch for the general truthfulness of this slight sketch. Here is a case where seven days of real walking to^k place without any refreshment or suc tion of apparel—without cheer of any kind, and all for life. Let f jols prance on boards, stages, etc., Dick Wildan’s feat will overshadow anything they ever can do. . I hope some representative man from Idaho will see this article, and give the particulars more fully than is here done, although this is a account in all truth given. Wildau and those wl«o found him and cored fi>r him should live in history, and I hope he is still od his feet. of all parties which openly support it I now—only one or two of any.conside \> able prominence. The Southern press A Detroit marriage notib ends with the singular expression, pn bably add- The superintendent, of an insane asy lum iu Franco, while nass’ns: through I . . - .. . - , ^ 7i 1 .1 l - --i 6 0 ’ is a unit in favor of aroppuiff the ques- the wards recently noticed a man of, tion out of E ; , lt culh ^ * ld a very inoffeosme appearance sobb.ns in vote | the Democratic press of tbe conn- his bed like *a child. , . . . , . . ■ , : x ,, » l{ >« - . , ... , n 0 „ try-fb be taken to-dav on .(he same sub- My ftieod, is tbe ? | ^ tb6te | not : „ 0 f doubt inquire le p ysician. j |.that the Inflationists would be voted “An, sir, said the lunatic, “my next j v - -. r 1 , i 7 • 1 tt ! down by a roaionty of 100 to 1. The neighbor has played me a sad trick. He I 1. i 1 f&r r n 1 i T v ~ 6 1 j •; 1 v 3 r 1 1 rag baby is not dead, but it is in a very concealed my knife, and I have been |g§| J looking for it two hours without be* ^ J a ing able to find it.” Then he added English physicians are in the habit with a smild childlike and bland, “but of sending patients to Italy to get the I will play him a. fine trick in r turn.” i benefit of the climate and drink asses’ “That’s all right,” said the superin- milk. In order to insure the purity of tondantpohsolingly patting him on the J the milk, the asse 5 * are ordered each shoulder. Two days later the^uperii?,- day to the patient’s door, where the teudent chanced to walk through the milking is done under his own eye or .<011)0 room early in tho morning. His that of a servant or friend. A tiavel- iusane friend stopped him and,said: j ler, writing of this custom, says that “I have found my knife again, and j “the Ass-milkcrs in the Italian towns have played that trick on my comrade, as I told you I should do.” “How is that ?” “While he was asleep I hid his head. usually carry a bladder of lukewarm water under their clonks, kept up to the heat of the tody uuder the armpits, of the opulent? of which they furtively in “This roan is very crazy*” thought the fuse a port i ni into tho several milk superintendent; then he asked, “and | jugs in tho face of the domestics, who what did you do with it then ?” never suspect the trick. Thus are poor “I put it in tbe linen closet, but you I patients, when given up by the faculty need,bot tell him,” was the answer.'The and sent to languish under an Italian physician walked mechanically to the closet*, opened the door and looked in. ed by a waggish friend : '/‘May their i The bead of tbo lunatic’s comrade wa future troubles be little ones.” Uiere. sun, and die, turned over to the tender mercies of tricksters generally, the as- j S0c|ates or creatures of cheating hotel keepers” The Southern States, under which designation we include what are called the border States, embraces a great va riety of climate and every variety of soil. Their productions combine those- of the temperate and tropical zones-— The South produces all the cereals, and Maryland and Virginia may vie with the North in this production, while they also raise tobacco which command" a high price in all the markets of t world. Before the late war the Sou?it raised more of the great staple, Indian corn, than the North. Thus the ag^r. gate crop of the Union in 1859 wr. 838,79^,740bushels, of which the oout L- ern share was 441,980,667 bash-: .- Tbe South produced about two-sevom!j> iff the wheat crop, and nearly a fifth f. the oat crop. It produced about ninth of the common potato eroj. and nearly all the sweet potatoes. It is ur. necessary to say that the great staples, cotton and rice, arc produced almost exclusively in the Southern States.— The cane sugar crop is all produce! here; seven-tenths of the tobacco; six- sevenths of the hemp crop, four-fifihs of the poa and bean crops. The Southern live stock before the war was great it number* and its value more than in the North. These facts illustrate the va-t extent and variety of the agricultural resources of the ^ outh. A Methodist preacher traveling ? the back settlement of & Western Stu stopped at a cabin, where an old lady received him very kindly, giving him 1 warm supper, and asking many ques tions: “Strangei, where n.ough yo bo from ?” “Madam, I rc-ude iu Shot by county, Kentucky.” “Wall, stran ger, hope no offence, but what ni" 1 you be doing outhcie?” “Madam, J am looking for the lost sheep of the 11 of Israel.” ^“Johnj” shouted ! lady, “here’s a stranger all the v Kentucky a bunting k*.dt stock, at* < just bet my life that U eu.rh, ha blackvram that came into our Yard last, week is one of bison.”