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NEWS GLEANINGS.
A large number of ship carpenters
have arrived in Lake Charles, La., from
New Orleans. A great deal of boat build
ing is in progress there.
The Live Stock Journal- learns that
the New Orleans, Chicago and St. Louis
railroad has erected a vast amount of
barbed wire fencing along its track in
Southern Mississippi and Louisiana, and
will soon have it all along the line, so as
to keep off stock from the track.
The Little Rock Gazette publishes
specifications of material and work
required to build a hospital for the in
sane at Little Rock, Ark., from which it
appears that the main building is inten
ded to be sixty-three feet front by one
hundred and four deep, and the wings
each one hundred and fifty-six feet long
and forty feet wide.
New Orleans Picayune: Texas towns
grow so fast that the population is al
ways ahead of the returns. According
to the last census Galveston had 22,253;
San Antonio, 20,561 ; Houston, 18,646;
Austin, 10,960; Dallas, 10,358.
At Blackville, S’. C., a correspondent
es the Augusta (Ga.) Chronicle and
Constitutionalist cays the South Caroli
na railroad has built a shed 260 feet long
and fifty feet wide, intended for a cotton
market in the fall, and to store fertil
izers in the spring.
The sub-treasury at New Orleans has
been notified from Washington of the
discovery of a counterfeit $lO gold coin,
an imitation of the New Orleans coin
age of twenty years ago. About ten
years ago a number of these counterfeits
were in circulation, but of late years
none have been seen.
The Houston (Texas) Post says that
Fort Worth has an artesian well 360
feet deep, and the water rises out of a
bed of white sand fourteen feet deep.
The well affords about 100 barrels of
freestone water per hour, which is suffi
cient to supply the needs of the whole
city.
The Confederate monument in Talla
hassee, Fla., is seventeen and a half feet
high. The base is of gray sandstone, on
which rests an immense block of white
marble, with appropriate inscriptions
engraved. A tapering shaft of pure
white marble, surmounted by an Egyp
tion shaped marble vase, rests on this
rock.
Chattanooga (Tenn.) Tradesman: The
ex [tense of the great Cotton Exposition
at Atlanta will reach a high figure. To
run the machinery will require aot less
than two miles of shafting. All sorts of
novelties in the manufacturing line are
to lie shown. The enterprise will be a
s uccess in all respects, and every city in
the South should take a hand in it, for
its own Itenefit and for the encourage
ment of our king of industries. For
cotton is now more truly king than ever
of exports, and soon to be king of South
ern manufactories.
Charleston Newsand Courier; Tuition
at the South Carolina College is abso
lutely free, except in the department ot
literature, where the students pay such
fees as may be agreed on with the in
structors. The South Carolina College
is emphatically a poor man’s college. It
is supported by the annual interest on
the invested proceeds of the sale of the
agricultural land script given the State
by act of Congress. The whole fund
was lost, but it was replaced by the
present State government, and the inter
est is regularly paid. This interest main
tains the College at Columbia for whites,
and the Claflin University at Orange
burg, for colored persons only.
Judge A. S. Merrimon, having been
invited to address the prohibition con
vention at Raleigh, N. C., responded in
an able, lucid and fervent speech, in the
course of which he said: All legislation
is a bundle of compromises. This bill
was not what many people wanted, but
seldom are statutes just what we wish.
Whatever else it may be, prohibition is
in it. The question must be discussed in
the light of reason, and it must be plain
ly discussed. But remember this: The
act prohibiting the sale of liquor is as
much a law as any on the statute book.
The Legislature does not ask the people
to adopt or reject this act, but only its
penal provision. It goes into full force
and effect on the first Monday of Octo
ber next. The county commissioners
cannot issue a licence after that date. It
is therefore idle to speak upon the stat
ute, for it is not a public question, being
already a law.
The Sunland Tribune, of Florida,
savs that with the exception of about
The North Georgian.
VOL. IV.
twenty miles where boats go required
to go outside, there is an inland passage
of four or five feet depth all the way
from Tampa bay to Punta Rassa, at the
mouth of the Caloosahatchie river. By
opening a canal for eight miles at what
is called the “Hanlover,” in the vicinity
of Casey’s Pass, the inland route, the
Tribune learns from Coptain James Mc-
Kay, who is perfectly familiar with the
entire coast, can be made complete from
Tampa bay to the mouth of the Caloo
sahatchie for light draft boats, such as
could go up much father than sea-going
steamers, the rivers of Manatee, Miakke,
Peace creek and Caloosahatchie. The
Tribune says tliat it is chiefly along
these streams that all the best farming
lands below here are found.
CHAINED HIMSELF.
■low n Texn« Farmer Arranged Tor lll**
from ll.t
A Dallas (Texas) letter says: “A tragic
death has just occurred in our neighbor
ing county of Hill worth relating, and
worthy of Virginias or any other Roman
father. Ono year ago George Arnold
came to Dallas on private business, and
while walking the streets was bitten by
a worthless our which was frothing at
the mouth, and showing other symptoms
of hydrophobia. Mr. Arnold became
alarmed and Very much excited when
convinced in his own mind that the dog
was mad. He went to a physician and
had the wound severely cauterized.
Then, going home, he was still very un
easy, and dreaded hydrophobia so much
that he hunted up a mad-stone and had
it applied for several weeks, off and on.
He took every other precaution which
was suggested, resting all the time Under
a mortal dread that the virus had gone
into his system, and Would sooner or
later kill him. lie had a wife and sev
eral small children living on a rather
isolated farm, and the thought that he
might suddenly lose hlr. i'eason mid harm
his little IrttbeS horrified him. The other
day he began to experience strange feel
ings, and at once concluded his time had
Come. He then procured a twelve-foot
trace-chain and strong lock and went to
the woods. After writing his wife a
calmletter, in which he told herwhat was
about to happen, giving direetiouH as to
his wishes after death, and ponring out
a volume of love for her ami their chil
dren, he ran the chain round a tree,
drew it through the large ring at the
end, and then wound the other eml
around his ankle so tight that it would
not slip over the foot, locked it with the
lock, and threw the key far beyond his
reach. The body was found two days
after, still chained to the tree. There
was all the evidence necessary to show
the horrible death from hydrophobia.
The ground was torn uj> to thefull length
of the chain, the nails of the fingers
wrenched off', and all his front teeth out in
scrathing and biting the tree, and every
thread of clothingon his body. The. body
was dreadfully lacerated with these, the
only weapons the madman could use.
He had judged rightly what would have,
been the consequence had ho remained
at home, and, knowing that there was
no human skill that could have cured
him, preferred death alone, and in that
way, to doing harm to those so near and
dear to him as a wife and children.
“Arnold was originally from Talla
dega, Alabama, where he married, and
» here his widow has many friends and
relatives.”
An Old Tragedy Revived.
The Princess Caroline, of Denmark,
who recently died in her eighty-eighth
year, was a second cousin to Queen Vic
toria. The deceased Princess was the
daughter of King Frederick VI., of Den
mark, and the wife of Prince Ferdinand,
of the same house. She had been
a widow since 1863. Her father’s
mother was the Princess Caroline Ma
tilda, of England, and a sister of George
Ilf. She was born in 1751, and married
when only fifteen to Christian VII.,
King of Denmark. In 1768 she became
the mother of the father of the lady who
has just died. Introduced when very
young into a dissolute court, she was
giddy and imprudent, but, as she always
protested, not guilty of infidelity to
her husband. She was very pop
ular, except with the Queen dow
ager and another beldame of
the royal house. They were abso
lutists in theory, while the young Queen
favored a representative government and
raised Struensee, the Court Physician,
to the position of Prime Minister. She
showed him many favors and was doubt
less far from discreet. Finally the dow
agers and their tools induced the weak
minded King to believe that his wife had
betrayed him. She was obviously more
fond of the brilliant young Minister than
of her besotted spouse, but, as she
claimed they were only friends. Never
theless, Struensee was arrested January
16, 1772, and, with his friend Brandt,
soon after beheaded. He died penitent
ly, acknowledging his worldliness and
other follies, though he made no confes
sion of the main charge. The Queen
was taken into custody at the same time,
and would have l>een executed also, had
not the British Embassador interposed.
As it was, she was kept in captivity dur
ing the remainder of her short and un
happy life, which ended May 10, 1775.
A pathetic letter addressed by her to her
brother George 111. is emphatic in her
assertion of her innocence. It is gen
erally believed that she wrote the truth
—Cincinnati Gazette.
Surely, tliat preaching which conn s
from the soul most works on the soul,
BELLTON, BANKS COUNTY, GA., MAY 12, 1881.
riding dowa
Oh, lid you see him riding down,
And riding down, while all the town
Came out to see, came out t< see,
And all the bells were mad with gleet
O, did you hear those bells ring out,
The hells ring out, the people shout.
And diil you hear that cheer on cheer
That over all tho bells rang clear?
And did you see the waving flags
The tluttering flags, the tattered flags,
R-d, white and blue, shot through and through.
Baptized wit! battle's deadly dew?
And did you hoar the drums’ gay bent,
The drums’ gay heat, the bugle* sweet,
The cymbals’ clash, ‘hi cannons’ crash,
That rent the sky with sound and flash?
And did you see me waiting there,
Ju.st waiting there and watching theres
One little lasy, amid the mass,
That pressed to bio the hero pass?
And did you see him smiling down,
An I smiling down, as riding down
With slowest pnee, with stately grace,
lie caught the vision of a face—
My face, uplifted red and white,
I’urned rod and white witli sheer delight
l’o meet the eyes, the smiling eves.
Jut Hashing in their swift surprise?
O, diil you see how swift it came.
How -wilt it came, like sudden flame,
That smile to me, t<> only me,
The little lass who blushed to see?
And at the windows all along,
O, all along, a lovely throng
Os faces fair, beyoml crnnpur',
lletuued out upon him, riding there!
Each face was like a radiant gem,
A sjk.ikling goin, and yet for them
No swift smile CHiie, like mi Iden slain%
No arrowy glance took ctitain aim;
lie turned away from all their irrnce,
I 10m all their grace of perfect face,
He turned <«> mo, tn only me,
The little lass who blushed to see!
Kate Yale’s Marriage.
“If ever T marry,” Katie Yale used to
say, half in jest, half in earnest—-“If
ever 1 marry, tho happy man—or the
unhappy one, if yon [douse —ha! ha!—
shall be a person possessing these three
qualifications:
‘First, a fortune.
“Second, good looks.
“And thirdly, common sense.
“I mention the fortune, first, because I
think it the most needful and desirable
qualification of the three. Although I
could never think of marrying a fool, or
a man whoso ugliness I would bo
ashamed of; still I think to talk sense for
tlie one and. shine for the other, with
plenty of money, would be preferable to
living obscurely with a handsome intelli
gent man--U whom economy might be
necessary.”
I do not know how much of this senti
ment emne from Katie’s heart. She un
doubtedly indulged lofty ideas of station
and style—for her education in the
duties and aims of life had been de
ficient, or rather erroneous; but that she
was capable of deeper, better feelings
none doubted, who had over obtained
even a partial glimpse of her true wo
man’s nature.
And the time arrived at length, when
Katie was to take that all important stop
of which she had often spoken solightly;
when she was to demonstrate to her
friends how much of her heart was in
the words we have quoted.
At the enchanting ago of eighteen she
had many suitors; but as she never gave
a serious thought to more than two, we
will follow her example, discarding all
except those favored ones, and consider
their relative claims.
If this were another than a true story,
1 should certainly use an artist’s privil
ege, and aim to produce an effect by
making a strong contrast between these
two favored individuals. If I could have
my way, one should be a poor genius
and somewhat of a hero; the other a
wealthy fool and somewhat of a knave.
But the truth is:
Our poor genius was not much of a
genius, nor very poor, either. Ho was
by professon a teacher of music, and ho
could live very comfortably in exercise
thereof—without the most distant hope,
however, of ever attaining to wealth.
Moreover, Frank Minot possessed ex
cellent qualities, which entitled him to
be called by discreet elderly people a
“fine character;” by his companions a
“noble, good fellow;” and by the ladies
generally a “darling.”
Katie could not help loving Mr. Frank,
and ho knew it. He was certain she
preferred his society even to that of Mr.
Wellington, whom alone he saw fit to
honor with the appellation of a rival.
This Mr. Wellington (his companions
called him “duke”) was no idiot orhuinp
baek, as I could have wished him to be,
in order to make a good story. On the
contrary, he was a man of sense, educa
tion, good looks, and fine manners; and
there was nothing of the knave about
him, that I could over ascertain.
Besides this, his income was sufficient
to enable him to live superbly. Also he
was considered two or three degrees
handsomer than Mr. Frank Minot.
Therefore, tiie only thing on which
Frank had to depend was the power he
possessed over Katie’s sympathies and
affections. The “duke”—although just
the man for her in every sense, being
blessed with a fortune, good looks, and
common sense—had never been able to
draw these out; and the amiably conceited
Mr. Frank was not willing to believe that
she would suffer mere worldly considera
tions to control the aspirations of the
heart.
However, she said to him one day,
when he pressed her to decide his fate—
she said to him with a sigh:
“Oh, Frank! I am sorry we have ever
met!”
“ Sorry?”
“Yes—for we mnst part now—'
“Part?” repeated Frank, turning
pale.
It was evident he had not expected
this.
■Y< s yes." said Katie, casting down
lx-r <ocs with another piteous sigh.
Frank sat by her side. He placed his
arm around her waist, without heeding
her feeble, resistance: ho lowered his
voice, and talked to her until she—
■she, the proud Katie—wept—wept bit
terly.
“ Katie.” said be, then, with a burnt of
passion, “I know you love mo! But, you
are proud—ambitious—selfish! Now, if
you would have mo leave you, say the
word, and I go!”
“Go!” murmured Katie, very feebly
—“,<o!”
■ Von have decided ?" whispered Frank.
■ 1 have!"
“Then, love, farewell!”
He took her hand, gazed a moment
tenderly and sorrowfully upon her beau
tiful, tearful face; then clasped her to
his bosom.
She permitted the embrace. Shoeven
gave way to the impulse of the instant,
and twined her arms about his neck, but
in a moment her resolution came to her
aid, and she pushed him from her with
a sigh.
“Shall I go?” he articulated.
A feeble “yes” fell from her quivering
lips.
And an instant later she was lying
upon the sofa, sobbing and weeping pas
sionately—alone.
To tear the tenacious root of love out
of her heart hsd cost her more than she
could have anticipated; and the certain
ty of a golden life of luxury proved but
a poor consolation, it seemed, for tho sac
rifice she had made.
She lay long upon tho sofa, sobbing
ami weeping passionately. Gradually
her grief appeared to exhaust itself.
Her breath came more regular and calm.
Her tears ceased to flow, and at length
her eyes and cheeks were dry. iter
head was pillowed on her arm, and her
faec was half hidden in a flood of beauti
ful curls.
Tho struggle was over. The agony
was passed. She saw Mr. Wellington
enter, and arose cheerfully to receive
him. His manners pleased her; his sta
tion and fortune fascinated her more.
He offered her his hand. She accepted
it. A kiss sealed the engagement—but
it was not such a kiss ns Frank had given
her. and she could not repress a sigh.
There was a magnificent wedding.
Splendidly attired, dazzling the eye with
everything around in the atmosphere of
fairy lane, Katie gave her hand to the
man her ambition—not her love—had
chosen.
But certainly ambition could not have
mr 6 abetter choice. Already she saw
herself surrounded by a magnificent
court, of which she was tho acknowl
edged and admired queen. The favors
of fortune were showered upon her; she
floated luxuriously upon the smooth and
glassy wave of a charmed life.
Nothing was wanted in the whole cir
cle of her outward existence, .to adorn
it and make it bright with happiness.
But she was not long in discovering
that there was something wanting within
her own breast.
Her friends were numerous; her hus
band tender, kind and loving; but all the
affections she enjoyed could not fill her
heart.
She had once felt its chords of sym
pathy moved by a skillful touch; she had
known the heavenly ( harm of thoir deep,
delicious harmony; and now they were
silent, motionless, muffled so to speak,
in silks and satins. These chords stiil and
soundless, her heart was dead; not the
less so because it had been killed by a
golden shaft. Having known and felt
the life of sympathy in love, she could
not but mourn for it, nnconspled by the
life of luxury. In short., Katie in time
became magnificently miserable, splen
didly unhappy.
Then a change became apparent in
her husband. He could not longer re
main blind to the fact that his love was
not returned. He sought the company
of those whose gayety might lead him to
forget the sorrow and despair of liissoul.
This shadow of joy was unsatisfactory
however, and impelled by powerful long
ings for love, he went astray to warm
his heart by a strange fire.
Katie saw herself now in the midst of
a gorgeous desolation, burning with a
thirst unconquerable by golden streams,
that flowed around her; panting with a
hunger, not ah the food of flattery could
appease.
She reproached her husband for desert
ing her thus; and ho answered with an
gry and desperate taunts of deception,
and a total lack of love, which smote her
heart heavily.
“ You do not care for mo,” he cried;
“then why should you complain that I
bestow elsewhere the affections you have
met with coldness?”
“But it was wrong, sinful,” Katie re
monstrated.
“ Yes, I know it!” said her husband,
fiercely. “It is tho evil fruit of an evil
seed. And who sowed that seed? Who
gave me a hand without a heart ? Who
became a sharer of my fortune, but gave
me no share in sympathy— who devoted
mo to tho fate of a loving, unloved hus
band ? Nay, do not weep, and unclasp
your hands, and sigh and sob in such
desperation of impatience—for I say
nothing you do not deserve to hear.”
“Very well,” said Katie, calming her
self; “I will not complain. I will not say
your reproaches are undeserved. But
granting that I am the cold, deceitful
thing you call me—you know that this
state of things can not continue. ”
“Yes, I know it.”
“Well?”
Mr. Wellington's brows gathered dark
ly; his eyes flashed with determination;
his lips curled with scorn.
"I have made up my mind,” said he,
“that we should not live together any
longer. lam tired of being called the
husband of the splendid Mrs. Welling
ton; I will move in my circle; you shall
shine in yours. I shall place no restraint
on your actions, nor shall you on mine.
We will be free.”
“But the world!” shrieked Katie trem
bling.
“The world will admire you the same
—-and what more do you desire?” asked
her husband bitterly. “The marriage
of hands, and not of hearts, is a mock
ery. Few know the conventional mean
ing of the term husband and wife; but
do you know what it should mean? Do
you feel that the only true union is that
of love and sympathy? Then, enough
of this mummery ! Farewell! Igo to
consult friends about the terms of separa
tion. Nay, do not tremble and cry, and
cling to me now—for I shall be liberal to
you. As much of my fortune shall be
yours as you desire.”
He pushed her from him. She fell
upon the sofa. From a heart torn with
anguish she shrieked aloud:
“Frank! Frank! why did I send you
from me? Why did I sacrifice love and
happiness to such a fate as this ? Why
was I blind till sight brought mo mis
ery?”
She lay upon tho sofa sobbing and
weeping passionately. Gradually her
grief appeared to exhaust itself; her
head lay peacefully on her arm, over
which swept her dishevelled tresses—
until, with a start, she cried:
“Frank! oh, Frank, comeback!”
“Here I am,” said a soft voice by her
side.
She raised her head. She opened her
astonished eyes, Frank standing before
her.
“You have been asleep,” ho said,
smiling kindly.
“Asleep ?”
“And dreaming, too, I should say—
not pleasantly, either.”
“Dreaming?” murmured Katie; “and
is it all a dream ?”
“I hope so,” replied Frank, taking her
hand.
“You could not moan to send me
from you so cruelly, I know! I waited
in your father’s study, whore I have
boon talking to him all of an hour. I
camo back to [dead my cause once more
—and found you here where I left you—
asleep.”
“Oil, what a horrid drcam!” murmured
Katie, rubbing her eyes. *lt was so
like a terrible reality, that I shudder
now to think of it. I thought I was
married!”
“And would that be so horrible?”
asked Frank. “I hope then you did not
dream you were married to mo!”
“No - I thought I gave my hand, with
out my heart.”
“Then, if you gave me your hand, it
would not. bo without your heart?”
“No, Frank,” said Katie, herbright
eyes beaming happily through tears—
“and here it is.”
She placed her fair hand in his—he
kissed if. in transport.
And soon after there was a real mar
riage; not splendid, but a happy one;
no followed by a life of luxury, but. by
1. lif ■ of love and contentment; and that
was the marriage of Frank Minot and
Katie Yale.
..1 . "
Ice and the Stomach.
The use of ice as a luxury, in tho form
of ice cream or of iced water, is becom
ing more prevalent in this country.
Used in these ways they are generally
taken, especially by the young, reck
lessly, without a thought of any serious,
possibly fatal, results that may follow.
An average stomach has an immense
deal to do to digest three full meals a
day; especially when, as is frequently
the case, it is disturbed and irritated by
food that is indigestible because of its
quality or its quanity. Let it bo remem
bered that there is nothing in the body
—blood, muscle, membrane, bone, ten
don, nerve, brain, or secretions—which
has not come of tho contents of tho
stomach. Neither is then 1 a thought, a
feeling, an emotion, a volition, or an act,
which lias not. derived the material force
back of it from the stomach.
Such an organ must, therefore, be
highly organized. It has countless
arteries, veins, nerves and glands. It is
lined with a delicate mucous membrane,
as much so as the air-tubes.
It. is studded all over with glands
which elaborate and pour into it th:rt
wonderful fluid, gastric juice. Its coati
consist of different thin layers of muscles
arranged crosswise, and these are con
stantly nt work giving it tliat peculiar
rolling motion by which tho food is
thoroughly mixed with the saliva. Every
organ and muscle when in action must
have a special supply of blood. This is
especially true of the stomach.
Food, therefore, fails to disgust if the
blood is withdrawn from the stomach,
as. for instance, to the brain by study,
or close thought, or by anxiety, imme
diately after eating.
Now, it is the. nature of cold to con
tract all blood-vessels and drive back the
blood, and to paralyze, more or less, all
nerves. Os course, the flow of gastric
juice is checked, and digestion is arrested,
and the proper motion of the stomach
interfered with, by an ice-cold fluid in
troduced nito it.*
Further, when the reaction sets in, the
blood-vessels become over-distended,
producing often a dangerous congestion,
and an increased thirst, with a demand
for more ice-water, thus inducing a
“vicious circle.”
From what we have said, any reader
can see that iced water, or ice cream,
should not. be taken into the stomach at
the same time with food. Serious con
sequences often follow a disregard of
this physical law.— Youth's Companion.
M. PRnpnoMME lauds the advantages
of gymnastics. “There is jiothing like
it for the health,” be says; “it increases
a man’s strength, prolongs his days”
“But our ancestors did not practice
gymnastic, and yet” “They did not,
and what is the consequense? They are
dead, every man of them.”— Figaro.
Published Eteby Thursday at
BELLTON, GEORGIA,
RATES OF SUBSCRIPTION.
One year (52 number*), $1.00; six months
numbers) 50 cents; three months (13
numbers), 25 cents.
Office in the Cirter bailiinj; wnt 0' th
depot.
M). 19.
PITH AND POINT.
What made the bridal trip ?
Scooped in—All grades of sugar.
Habd to realize—Borrowed money.
“ A watched pot never boils”—over.
The drum-major is the “ display head”
of a brass band.
Whisky is the liveliest “ still”-born
child on record.
Fob thirty years the silver 3-cent
pieces have bred emotional profanity.
“ The poor ye have with you al
ways,” but tho rich go away in summer
time.
A Kentucky company insures whisky,
but declines to take lire risks on tho
consumers.
Weathisb prophecy —When you see
two cats on the woodshed looking each
other in the eye and waving their tails,
it is a sign of a squall.
“I put outside my window a largo
box filled with mold, and sowed it
with seed. What do you think camo
up?” “Wheat, barley, or oats?”
“ No—a policeman, who ordered mo to
remove it.”
“ Now, George, you must divide the
cake honorably with your brother
Charles.” “ What is honorable, moth
er?” “It means that you must give
nim tho largest piece.” “Then,
mother, I’d rather Charley would di
vide it.”
Conversation between two French
girls: The older■—-“I think mamma
ought to bo ashamed of treading al
ways on our heels and watching us so
.•sirefuliy.” The younger—“ Tho fact
is, she’d just make us want to be wick
ed—if we weren’t thinking of it all the
tiui
A (iiKb heard her father criticised se
verely across a dinner table. The care
less critic paused a moment to say:
“ 1 hope ho is no relative of yours,
inis.s?’’ Quick as thought she replied
with the utmost nonchalance : “ Only
a connection of my mother’s by mar
riage."
Teacher—“ Now, Robby, what is tho
plural of mouse?” Robby—“Do-no’m
:n.” Teacher—“ Why, Robby, I’m sur
prised. The plural of mouse is mice.
Don’t forget that now.” Robby—
“No’m.” Teacher—“ Now tell mewhat
is the plural of house.” Robby—
“Hico.”
WRECKED IN PORT.
“Ah Im ’. ” Raid June®, “a billot doux!
I know iroin t-univ mrl nmi(|cu, fair;
M' ihinkb it bears a pert tuiiC mir,
Straight from tho breath of kisses rare.
I know li’h rush—
It’® t-acrilego to break the Real
tltifl white eiKolopo that wraps-*
And yet, to Hee who ’tis so leal,
I fain will open it—perhaps
I’ve made a mash I ”
It road : “ Dear Sir—You owe this bar
An X, and 1 must have my pay;
You’ve ‘ hung mo up ’ too long, by far;
And I’ll not wait another day
I’m talking cash 1”
P< troleum World.
“Deacon,” said the widow, as she
stroked in a feline manner the maltose
tabby that evidently lay in her lap for
that purpose, “don’t youlong for spring,
with its balmy breath, its warm sun
shine and its gentle showers, which
awaken nature and put life into every
thing that has laid cold and dead during
the long winter, and bring everything
up out of the cold, cold ground into light
and life?” “ Well, hardly, widow,” re
sponded tho deacon; “you know I buried
my seaond wife last fall.”
Till', following reached the New Or
leans I'icayuue with the request tliat it
should be published as an advertise
ment : “1 want aliouse ceaper one that
knowes how to ceap ahouse in its proper
manor one that will help makal aliving
and that is well respected in good so
ciety with good education but not tliro
graduate with some property so that it
will amount to one Thousen dollars or
more meadium sise girl but not to ex
ceade Twentythroe years off age, as that
is my age I am amedium sice man witli
darck hair small gray eyes small eyers
mid round face worth about Twothouson
dollars with no bad habits Young girls if
you want to marry and think you will
fill tho place write to me for I mean
what I sny. Direct to,” etc.
One Who Has Killed 1,161 Deer.
The Elmira Free Press says : Charles
O. Smith lives in Tuscarora Township,
Steuben County, about four miles front
Addison. In conversation with our cor
respondent he said: “I came from Che
nango County into this region in 1846.
It was u, wilderness into which we went.
Not a tree of the old forest had been
felled. There was great hunting here
abouts in those days,” continued Mr.
Smith. “ I remember well when my
wife would say to me, ‘ Well, Charles, I
want you to go out and get me a dier.'
I would start in the afternoon when tho
suu was only an hour high and get three
or four deer before it got very dark.
Why, I have myself killed as high as
eighty-four deer in one season. I have
ke.pt account of the number I have killed
and it is 1,164, all, too, within a radius of
six or seven miles from this spot, and
every one in Steuben County. My
father taught mo to shoot on tho run,
long years ago, when wo were living in
Chenung* County, and when I was but a
little boy. We would go out on a side
hill and my father would roll a pumpkin
down it. While it was under way I
fired, and I practised so constantly and
patiently that I got so I could hit the veg
etable every time. I did this so I could
learn to shoot a deer on tho run, and it
gave me excellent practice and skill.”
A Northern paper praises tho “ In
dian Hair Restorer.” Ho is a fraud.
No Indian was over known to restore
any hair. He files it away as » certifi
cate on which ta draw rations from Un
cle Sam.