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X C^eoi c gikq, PUBLISHED EVERY THURBDA' BELLTON, GfrA. BY JOHN BLA.TS, Tbrmb— sl.o9 per »n num 50 oeata for six atonlhe j 26 oente forthree montha. Fertrei «•«; from Belltou aie requested to tend their aimee with anoU amounts of ■soney a, they can para, 'rota Ke. ‘o $1 FACTS FOR THE CURIOUS. The date of the earliest eclipse of the euii, recorded in the annals of the Chi nese, when “ on the first day of the last month of autumn, the sun and moon did not moot harmoniously in Fung,” or in that port of the heavens defined by two stars m tlie constellation of the Scorpion, has lieen determined by Prof. Von Op polzer, of Vienna, to have been the morning of Oct 23, 2187 B. C. A oorhhhpondent of the London Times gives the' following singular but interesting information for the lienefit of those who are interested in the study of the transmission of hereditary qual ities : The following coses are taken from a list of seventeen candidates for election to an institution for the instruc tion of deaf and dumb children : 1. A. B. has six brothers and one sister, two of the brothers and the sister lieiug deaf and dumb. 2. C. D. has four brothers and one sister, two of the brothers being also deaf and dumb, 3. E. F. has two brothers and one sister. Father, mother, two brothers, grandfather, two uncles and an aunt are deaf and dumb. A rapid penman can write thirty words in a minute. To do this he must draw his pen through the space of a rod, sixteen and a half feet. In forty min utes his pen travels a furlong. We make, on an average, sixteen curves or turns of the pen in writing each word. Writing thirty words in a minute, we must make 480 to each minute ; in an hour, 28,100; in a day of only five hours, 144,000 ; in a year of 300 days, 43,200,000. The man who made 1,000,- 000 strokes with his pen was not at all remarkable. < Many men, newspaper writers, for instance-, make 4,000,000. Hem we have, in the aggregate, a mark of 300 miles long to be traced on paper by such a writer in a year. The proportions of the hufllan figure ure six times the length of the feet. Whether the form is slender or plump, the rule holds good. Any deviation from it is a departure from the highest beauty in proportion. The Greeks made all their statues according to this rule. The face, from the highest point of the forehead, where the hair begins, to the chin, is one-tenth of the stature. The hand, from the wrist to the middle of the forefinger, is the same. From the top of the chest to the highest point of the forehead is a seventh. If the face, from the roots of the hair to the chin, is divided into three equal parts, the first division determines the place where the eyebrows meet, ami the second the place of the nostrils. The height from the feet to the top of the head is the distance from the extremity of the fing ers when the arms are extended. Happy Mothers. I may say, rather, cheerful mothers, but I do not, liecause there is no real sunshiny cheerfulness possible without happiness in the heart. And there may be happiness, if the heart be rightly placed and strong in love and faith, even when the outlook in life is dark, and the clouds upon the path are heavy. There may be little money in the purse. Tnere may be a dear one lying pallid on the couch, and fading by degrees. There may lie a narrow grave in the cemetery, ami a vacant seat at the table. But yet, my sister, if Christ be your friend, abid ing with you and holding fast your hand, there may be a strange gladness min gled with your sorrow. We all want our little children to l>o happy. Now the happiest children arc those who have happy mothers. The young life, which grows up in the shadow of a discontented, repining and gloomy mother, is like a plant unwatered by kindly dews. It is apt to be dwarfed and stunted. So, even when things are crooked, and temptations to ungentle ness come, let the mother, for her sons’ and daughters’ sake, try to lie happy.— Margaret E. Songster. Sir William Harcourt. Twelve gentlemen, whose spirits were high, once agreed to dine together to Greenwich, England, on a fixed day, and, on the principle of “the more the merrier,” it was arranged that the num ber of tlie party should be doubled bv each bringing a friend. The “friend in question was to be the man whom each of the original twelve severally and respectively disliked the most heartily. When the guests arrived at the Trafal gar there proved to be but thirteen in all, everybody having invited Mr. Ver non-Harcourt. So runs the story, which is probably as true as most For some unexplained reason, Sir William Harcourt has nt-ver been a popular per son. Probably two reasons militate against his social success. He is ex tremely learned, and has a habit of dem onstrating to gentlemen who argue with him that they are proportionately igno rant of the subject under discussion. As was said of Macaulay, “he is so con foundedly cocksure about everything.” Bv the State Comptroller’s report of 1879, it appears that the colored people of Georgia own 541,199 acres of land, which is equal to six and one-tenth acres i>er poll. This is an increase in holding by colored people from 338,769 acres in 1873, and shows a rapid growth in their wealth. “ I suppose,” said a punning lady to a sailor whom she saw holding the rudder of a boat, as she was sauntering on the seashore, “ I suppose that your favorite tree is the ’elm?’ “Yes, madam,” he responded, “ and I see that your favorite is the beech. ” Cards are said to have been invented in France in 1391, to amuse Charles IV. during the intervids of a melancholy dis order. Piquet and all the early games are French. The North Georgian. VOL. 111. OUR YOUNG FOLK*. Our lUvby. Two little hlmnw, Out at the Trotting about Where'er mother go**; Boiled glngluun drown, Ihit ou just now— They do get ao dirty, No one known how; LlttK* black faoe. Black im«4i wee hand— . Been making mud And playing in muul. Dear, procioUH Ikmul, Tonseled and rough; Bright, laughing eyes, Can't see enough; Thi» in our baby All day. Two tittle fwt, Itoay and Imre; Two chubby hand*, Folded in prayer; Tired little head. Dark-ringed with hair; Soft Ixby face. Dimp’ed and fair; Panay-blue eyen. Heavy with al<*ep; Bilv’ry aweet voice, Lixping - “ Father, ub keep;” Thte if our baby At night Old llaimlbtil. “ No, mother,” said Col. Dnnwav to his wife, at the breakfast table, “I shall ride the black colt on parade to-day. Hannibal is too fat and too old.” “ Too old ? He and Burry are just of an age.” “ And Barry’s only a little colt yet ? Well, you may bring him and Prue out to the grand review in the afternoon, but I guess I’ll ride the black this morning. You con put Hannibal in the carryall. Perluq»s he’d like to take a hoik again at a regiment of troops in line.” Barn' and Prue listened with all their ears, They knew there was to be a grand parade of soldiers that day, and they were prouder than they knew how to tell of the fact that their father was to wear a uniform, ami ride a horse, and give orders to some of the men. “Prue,” said Barry, “father’s going to ’speck them. ” “In-speck them,” whispered Prue, correcting him. “Nobody else knows how. ” That might be, for Col. Dunway had been an officer of the regular army, and he was now Colonel of a regiment of militia; but there was one thing he hail said that puzzled Burry and Prue dread fully. “Barry,” said Prue, after breakfast, Pis Nibble old?” “Father says ho is.” “And he said he was fat.” “Dr. Barnes is old, and he’s fat.” “ But his head’s bare.” “Nibble isn’t bald, and he isn’t gray, cither. ” “ He’s brown.” Mrs. Dunway hail told the exact truth about Hannibal, or Nibble, as the chil dren called him. He and Burry were just of an age, and he had been a mere 2-ycars-old colt when Prue was a baby in her cradle. It was after that that Col. Dunway hud taken Hannibal with him to the army and brought him home again. He had been a war-horse, the Colonel said, and so it would not do to turn him into a plow-horse, and the con sequence was that Nibble did not have enough work to do, and he grew fat too fust. Yet ho and Barry were only 9 years old apiece. That made eighteen years between them ; and, if you added seven yours for Prue, it would only have mode twenty-five, and everybody knows that is not very old, if you hail given them all to Hannibal. Burry and Prue would have given him almost anything they had, for lie was a groat friend and crony of theirs. “Prue,” said Barry, “let’s go out to the barn. I’ve got an apple.” “ He can have my bun.” What there was left of it, that meant, for Prue’s little white teeth had lieen at work on the bun. That had been a troubled morning for Hannibal. Before ho had finished his breakfast a party of mon rode by the house, and one of them was playing on a bugle. He had set Hannibal's mind at work ujx>n army matters and war; so when Barry and Prue came to see him he would not . even nibble. He smelled of the apple, and he looked at the bun, but that was all. “ He’s getting old,” said Barry. “ And fat,” added Prue. “Tell you what, Prue, let’s take him out into the lot. I know mother’d let ÜB.” That was likely, for Mi’s. Dunway al ways kept safer about them if Nibble were keeping them company. “I’ll get on his buck.” , “And I’ll lead him. Wait till I fix the halter.” Prue climbed up on the side of the stull where Nibble was, and he stood perfectly still while she clambered over to her place on his back. Barry knew exactly what to do, and the old war horse began to think he did himself. He must have been thinking, for he half closed one eye as he was walking out, and opened the other very wide, with a wonderfully knowing look. He was looking down the lane, and he saw that the front gate was open, and just at that moment there came up the road, very faint and sweet, the music of the cavalry bugle. “ Nibble ! Nibble ! ” exclaimed Barry, “ where ore you going ? ” Hannibal did not answer a word, but walked on down the lune very fast in deed, and Barry lost held of the halter. As for Prue, she was not scared a parti cle, for she had ridden in that way many a time, and her confidence in herself and old Nibble was unbounded. “Cluck, cluck, cluck—get-ap.” “Stop, Prue, stop! He’s going faster.” “Get-ap! Come, Barry. Oh, there s mother at the window ! ” Mrs. Dunway was not frightened any mor© thap Pru'e, for she said .to herself: BELLTON, BANKS COUNTY, GA., NOVEMBER 4, 1880. “Too old, indeed I Well, they’re more like three ohildren, when they're to gether, than anything else. I’m glad he is fat. Ho won’t go t<x> fast for Prue.” He was in tlie road now, and ha seemed disposed to keep Barry from again getting hold of that halter. “Oh, dear,” said Buriy, “the parade ground's down there. ” Hiumibol knew that, by the music, and he was almost trotting now. In fact, he was looking younger and younger, somehow, every minute, and Barry felt more and more as if he ought to have hold of the halter, instead of merely running alongside and shouting to Brno. Tlie regiment was drawn up on the great bare field where tlie review was to be that afternoon, and they kxiked splendidly. Col. Dunway was saying so, ns he sat in front of them, on lus handsome black colt, mid a number of other officers who were riding with him stud the some, and so did the ladies who were keeping them company. Just then the bugle sounded again, from the head of the column, and Prue had to hold on hard, for Hannibal sud denly began to canter, and he answered the music with a loud, clear whinny of delight. Burry was half out of breath with running, but he kept up with the other two, and in a moment more Han nibal halted, proudly arching his neck, mid treading daintily upon the grass, right in front of the regiment. “I declare.” exclaimed Col Dunway, “ the old fellow has come to review the troops.” “So has Prue,” said one of the offi cers. Barry hardly knew whether to laugh or cry, but the soldiers suddenly broke out in a wild “hurrah." They were cheering Prue and her war horse, mid Col. Dunway himself was compelled to let the “ three children” stay and keep the place Hannibal chose for them nt the head of the regiment. There was plenty of apples for Nibble that day. Manners Two Hundred Years Ago. A curious little book, called “The Rules of Civility,” which was published in 1675, throws amusing light on the manners of our ancestors two centuries ago. “ Being in discourse with a man,” we read on one page, “ ’tis no less than ridiculous to pull him by the buttons, to play with liis band strings, licit or to punch him now and tnen on the stomach.” Again, “It argues neglect and to undervalue a man, to sleep when he is discoursing or reading. There fore, good manners command it to be forbid ; besides, something may happen in the act that may offend, as snoring, sweating, gaping or dribbling.” Moro explicit are the rules for behavior ut ta ble. “In eating observe to let your hands be clean. Feed not with both your hands, nor keep your knife in your hand. Dip not your fingers in the sauce, or lick them when you have done. If you have occasion to sneeze or cough, take your hat, or put your napkin before your face. Drink not with your mouth full nor unwiped, nor so long till you are forced to breathe in the gloss.” There are rules also for the drawing room. “If a person of quality be in the company of ladies, ’tis too juvenile and light to play w ith them, to toss or tum ble them, to kiss them by surprise, to force away their h<xxls, their fans, or their mils. It is unhandsome among ladies, or any other serious company, to throw oil' one’s cloak, to pull off one’s peruke, to cut one’s nails, to tie one's garter, to change shoes if they pinch, to call for one’s slippers to be at ease, to sing between the teeth, or to drum with one’s fingers.” Runaway Horses. Tlie horse that has once acquired the habit of running away will bolt on the first opportunity. If you suspect his in tention, the best plan is to check it the moment he begins to move, taking hold of one rein with both hands, and giving it one or two such violent jerks that the rogue must pauseortura around. Then stop him, and, if you doubt your being able to bold him, get off. Perhaps a too-vigorous “plug ’ may make him cross his legs and fall—not a pleasant contingency, but anything is better than being run away with in a street. In open country you may compel the runa way to gallop with a loose rein until he is tired, or to move in a constantly nar rowing circle until he is glad to halt. A ten-acre field is big enough for this ex pedient. But the great point is to stop a runaway before he gets into his stride; after he is once away few bits will stop a real runaway—a steady pull is a waste of exertion on the rider’s part. Some horses may be stopped by sawing the mouth with the snaffle, bnt nothing will check the old hand. Another expedient is to hold the reins very lightly, and or the first favorable opportunity, as a ris ing hill, for instance, to try a succession of jerks. Bnt the cunning, practiced runaway is not so much to bo feared as the mad, frightened horse. The mad horse-will dash against a brick wall, or jump at spiked railings of impossible height. I once saw a runaway horse, after getting rid of his rider, charge and burst open his locked stable-door. A recent observing tourist in Portu gal says that he has never been in a Roman Catholic country where there are so few outward signs of religious feeling, or even of worship. It is rare to find a service of any kind being cele brated in the churches, which are nearly always shut. A light is seldom burning before the altar, the few shrines and images by the road are neglected and often in ruins, and the monasteries have all been suppressed. SOUTHERN NEWS. Selma, Ala., is growing rapidly. Tomato eider is a now drink in Texas. A negro woman 103 years old died near Fort Valley, Ga. Nashville ships fifteen car loads of lumber northward every day. Five negroes wore elected to the Geor gia Legislature at the recent election. The ladies of Mncon propose to make a vigorous winter campaign in the tem perance cause. The people of Clarendon, Texas, are building alxxle houses. They arc made of sun-dried bricks. A colored couple were married in the poor-house at Barnesville, Ga., the groom 110 years old and the bride only forty. The three richest men in Georgia are Joseph E. Brown, of Atlanta, and Fer dinand Phinizy and John A. White, of Athens. Barnum is having bad luck in Texas. An elephant, two tigers, a giraffe, a train ed oxen and a number of smaller animals in his show have died. The tobacco outlook has increased the value of timbered land in Buncombe county, N. C., at least fifty per cent, within the last three years. In Schley county, Ga., a freedman, with one mule, this year made twenty three bales of cotton, weighing over 500 pounds each, and 200 bushels of corn. A young man died at San Antonio, Texas, after licking cotton from the ef fect o' poison put on the cotton to kill insects. His brother is ill from the same cause. A colored girl named Lizzie Hampton, in Union county, S. C., has given birth to twin children, which arc joined to gether by a union of the breast bone, having but one naval, but supposed to have two sets of intestines confined in ©ne cavity. R. A. Hyslop, a gentleman living in Norfolk county, Vn., recently captured an ordinary live turtle possessed of two well-formed heads. The turtle was brought to bay in the woods by a dog, and is considered such u curiosity that Mr. Hyslop has decided to send it on to the Smithoilinn Institution at Washing ton. Leprosy exists to a considerable extent in the parish of Lafourche, La. An at tempt to make in official investigation was lately resisted with arms, the lepers and their friends believing that the suf ferers were to be isolated on an island in the ocean. The report of the pl ysicians is that the disease is not gaining ground. Baton Rouge, Ln., has no public schools open. The siiine is true of St. Landrey, and the Democrat, of the latter parish, says: “ We have school officials, State and parochial, all the time, but no schools. What is the use of having an organization that accontplishcß nothing? The public school system of this State is a delusion and a snare.” Samuel Hawthorne, who killed McGee at Vicksburg in September, has been sen tenced to the penitentiary for life by a jury of twelve colored men. This is the first case in Mississippi in which a white man has lieen convicted by negroes. The jury is said to have exibited every evi dence of maiked attention, and brought in their verdict intelligently. The Vallambrosa Place, near Dublin, Ga., once the home of Gov. George M. Troup, but recently the residence of Col. Robert Wayne, who married a grand daughter of Gov. Troup, was destroyed by fire. The family pictures and fine old silverware were all lost, and many of the historic oaks were killed by the fire. Col. Wayne has suffered losses from fire four times within eleven years. In Tennessee, under the law o' 1874, no liquor can be sold within four miles of an incorporated school of learning, unless located in an incorporated town or city. The friends of temperance are taking advantage of the enactment in Home portions of Shelby county by secur ing charters of incorporation for schools in their neighborhood, in all cases near some little village where the inch iating fluid is dispensed. The King’s Mountain Centennial As sociation reports a surplus of funds re maining after defraying the expenses of the recent celebration. It has deter mined t« build an iron railing around the monument and construct a dwelling house on the mountain near by for the keeper of the monument, who is to lie selected hereafter. The Association is a perpetual organization and it has been | determined to maintain it, holding meet ings from time to time as may be required for this purpose. M). 44 Singular Climatic Effoets. Says the Denver (Clol.) Great West: It is a singular fact that almost every body loses flesh on coming here from the East The average loss in weight sustained is about one-eighth. For in stance, in tlie course of two or three months a 260-pound man loses twenty five pounds and becomes a 175-pounder. This is due to the high altitude of Den ver—a mile above the sea to tlie dry and light atmosphere, to the scarcity of vegi tation and tlie comparative abundance of oxygen, which consumes the tissues and taxes the vital functions to a greater extent than ou lower altitudes. Higher up it is much worse than here. At Liyid vule, for instiuioe, which is two miles above the sea level, the diminution in weight does not generally fall short of a sixth or seventli, and it takes place much more rapidly than hero. In that high altitude, too, lung diseases, such as pneumonia, very frequently set in, and they prove fatal in about 30 per cent, of the cases attacked. But very tew dogs, except hounds, cun live in Leadville, and no cats survive there. In Denver, however, we have a multitude of both dogs and cats, and they appear to ex perience no special difficulty about liv ing and getting fat. Yet it is a noticeable fact that animals and men lose a share of their strength after coining here. After being hero two or three months their muscular power is not near so great as in the East. Eight hours of continuous lalxir does more to exhaust and prestrate a man here than ten hours in Illinois or Wisconsin. And when worn out and prostrated a feeling of las situde and drowsiness that it is very dif ficult to dispel comes over one. In such instances many hours of rest are requi site to repair tuid rebuild the wasted en ergies. Mental labor is even more ex hausting than physical. A healthy man may do manual labor for eight or ten hours a day and experience therefrom no special evil effects ; but let mental labor be pursued with like assiduity and tin nenrous system becomes weakened and irritable. In time the physical powers become disordered and weakened by sympathy and by the strain upon them to supply the brain waste. Those facts arc more predicable of new-comers than of those who have resided for a year or more at high altitudes. Persons and an imals thoroughly acclimated do not ex perience these drawbacks. Indeed, theso could not look better anywhere than they appear here. The great difficulty is in getting acclimated. _ Rewarded for Sinking His Ship. A remarkable instance of presence of mind ou the part of the Captain of a man-of-war is related by the St. Peters burg papers. The Russian war frigate Olaf, which had accompanied the yacht of the Czarowich to Copenhagen, was lying at anchor among hundreds of other ships in the harbor, when a fire was dis covered in the coal linnker below, which was only a few feet from the powder magazine. There was no time to put out the fire before it could reach the maga zine, and an explosion of the large stores of cartridges and gunpowder contained in it would probably have destroyed not only Hie Olaf, mid the surrounding ships, but part of Copenhagen itself. Capt. Rehbinder, the commander of the Olaf, saw at once that the only thing to be done to’ prevent a catastrophe was to sink the ship. After sending away the crew with the ship’s papers, cash boxes and valuable instruments in boats, he ordered the carpenters and engineers to make a leak in the vessel, and half an hour afterward she sank in not very deep water. Next day she was raised again, mid after some provisional repairs was taken to Cronstadt. The damage done is stated to be comparatively tri lling, and a court martial held on the officers of the vessel unanimously ex pressed the highest praise of the conduct of the Captain and men. The Emperor has appointed him his aide-de-camp, which is one of the highest honors con ferred on Russian nuvid officers, and men under him have received gratuities from tlie Emperor’s privy purse. The Small Days of Chicago. New York and Boston, about 250 years old, have respectively 1,000,000 and 350,000 inhabitants. Chicago made up her half million in little over forty years. In New York and Boston one sees the graves of eight generations, and the relics of colonial times. In Chicago Mr. Gurdon S. Hubbard is now living, an active man, 78 years of age (and looking 60), who came to the spit when there were but two houses there. The site of this great city, a favorite one with the Indians, was early visited by some of those splendid old “pioneers of France in the New World,” who have been made famous in this generation by the pen of that accomplished and genial historian, Mr. Parkman. Old Pere Marquette was there in 1673, and re turned in the winter of 1674-75. It was also known to Joliet (for whom a town not far off is now named), Hennepin, and La Salle. Tlie name is of Indian origin, eheeewgm meaning “strong,” and lic ing also the term for a kind of wild onion found on the shore of the lake in old days. The place is first known to geography as the “Fort Checagou” of a French map published toward the end of the seventeenth century. Fort Dear born was built by our Government in 1804, and the late John H. Kinzie, an eminent pioneer and citizen of Chicago, celebrated the first anniversary of his birthday on its site, his father having arrived three days before, in company with Maj. Whistler and his command. The Fort Dearborn massacre, perpe trated by the Indians, was in 1812, and the bones of the soldiers were lying un buried near the shore when young Kin zic returned from Detroit in 1816. Harper's Magazine, jMofth Cfeofgfian, Published Every Thursday at BELLTON, GFEOBGHA. RATES Or SUBSCRIPTION. Oue year (52 number*), 11.09; dx months numbers) 50 cents; three months (>S numbera) 25 oente. o.l!ce in the Smith building, eart of the d-pof. Gohlen Words. The following extracts are culled from an address by Hou. Horatio Seymour to the young-lady students of Wells Fe male College, Aurora, N. Y.: Youth is beautiful in the eyes of age, and it looks with admiration upon tho courage with which the young confront the uncertainties of the future, and the faith that leads them to look forward to happiness and success. Self-cheating is the most common, kind of fraud. It is a good rule, when, you find that subjects of importance or objects of .value are matters of indiffer ence, to conclude that there are some things which you do not, but which yort ought to, know. There is nothingyon can learn aliout any subject which will not give it new inter est m your eyes. The deeper your learn ing the better, but the quality of knowl edge is like that of gold,which, althoughit is reduced to the thinnest loaf, yet makes till tho things glitter that it touches. Surface knowledge is lightly spoken of by the learned, but it is information worked out in the past by toil and study until it is brought within the reach of all. In the course of my life I have studied all classes of men with care, and, as a rule, I have found those to be the most cheerful and wise whose habits and ob servations have given the widest range to their mental action, and have brought within the scope of their thoughts the most varied topics, although they may not have lieen learned with regard to any of them. Men do not live in the same world. When we look around us wo see that they live in very different houses; some are humble houses, lint poorly finished ; others are costly residences, adorned with paintings and statuary, and every thing that art can do to gratify the taste. We make the world in which we live. It is more disreputable to live in one that is dull and barren than it is to make our home in poor and dilapidated houses. Intelligence will enable us to cope with the problem of life, to endure its misfortunes with fortitude, and to bear its successes with moderation and wis dom. The office of the eye is to give facts to the mind. Things are not seen in a true sense merely because they are breught within tho range of the vision, but when they have stirred the mind and thoughts have been evolved. So strong are the enjoyments of look ing upon famous objects, or of treading upon ground made sacred by events, that men cross broad oceans to visit them. And through after life they are wiser and happier for the knowledge thus gained. It may be that some are gifted with aptitudes in certain directions beyond others; that some have faculties for learning, for arts, or for science, that gives them peculiar advantages in their pursuits. When I am visited at my farm by those who fed no sympathy with nat ure, and say they have no taste for country life, I make up my mind they do not like it because they do not know enough about the world around them to sn-joy its beauties. No one who has reached the age of three-score years and ten would, upon reflection, be willing to mb out from the experience in life the sorrows which have softened his character, tho mis takes which have taught him wisdom, or wrong-doings which he has ever re gretted, and wliieh, by their influences, have made tho golden threads which may be formed in the texture of his moral character. Weather Wisdom. “Gem’len,” said the President, “I fink dat de inhabitants of dis kentry am payin’ altogether too much ’tenshnn to dis wedder queshun. Dar’s a groan o’ dispair when it’s hot an’ a growl o’ dis pleashur when it’s cold. If it rains somebody raises a row, an’ if it’s dry somebody else has a bone to pick wid de powers nlKive. Ebery red-headed, ono hoss white man—ebery broken-down old two-cent darky, has got de ideah in his head dat de Lawd am boun’ to send liim long jist de sort o’ wedder he wants, no matter 'bout de rest of do kentry. Do ole man Rubottom, liltin' up dar by my cabin, has got about fifteen cents wort o’ garden truck back of his house, an’ when it’s hot or cold or wet or dry, he am so agitated dat ho forgits dat any odder soul in dis kentry has sot out an onion or planted a ’tutor. Mo’ dan fifty y’ars ago I come to tie conclusion dat I mus’ put up wid sich wedder as de Lawd gim me, no mutter wbedder it brought ou chilblains or rheumatics, an’ it was a great burden off my mind. I take it jist as it comes, keepin’ de ole umbrella in good repair, an’ I doan’ know nuflln’ ’bout almanacks an’ I doan’ want to.”— Linv-Kiln Club Proceedings, Detroit .Dree Press. Dress-Coat Misery. A man of considerable note in the journalistic and literary world was at a crowded evening party in New York, some years ago, standing in an up-stairs corridor. To him a lady, in a magnificent dress, and sparkling with jewels, came with great eagerness. Though she was un known to him, he naturally supposed she had recognized him by the light of his genius, shining on his Hyperion brow, or knew him by reputation. Ho was, therefore, prepared to receive her with smiles. “ Are you the waiter ? ” she demanded, “No!” retorted he, with looks of thunder. “ Are you the chambermaid ?” And he darted down stairs.