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TOWN DIRECTORY.
TOWN OFFICERS.
Mayor—H. Whaley.
Couaoii&ien—Dr. R. F. Lester, E. A. Eler
bee, M. W. Sarency, A. B. Purdorn, Q. M. T.
Ware.
Clerk anti Treasurer—G. M. T. Ware.
Marshal—Wm. M. Austin.
COUNTY OFFCERB.
Ordinary—Richard B. Hoppa.
■herifT—John N. Goodbrtoaa. *
Cltrk Superior Court—Benj. O. Middleton
Tax Receiver—J. C. Hatcher.
Tax CoUcctor —W. R. Cauaey.
County Surveyor —Noah Bennett.
County Treasurer —John Maaaey.
Coroner —D. McDitha.
County Coinmi&Bionerg—J. F. King, G.
W. Haines. Jamea Knox, J. G. Rich, Isham
Reddish. Regular meetings of the Board
Id Wednesday in Jauuary, April, July and
October, .las. F. King, Chairman.
COURTS.
Superior Court, Wayne County—Juo. L.
Harris, Judge ; Simon W\ Hitch, Solicitor-
General. Sessions held on second Monday
in Mu-ch and September.
BMstear. Runs Connty Gtoriia
TOWN DIRECTORY.
TOWN OFFICER*.
Mayor—R. G. Rirsrins.
Councilraen—D. P. Patterson,J. M. Downs
J. M. Lee, B. D. Brantly.
Clerk of Council—J. M. Purdom.
Town Treasurer—B. D. Brantly.
Marshal—E. Z. Byrd.
COUNTY OFFICER#.
Ordinary—A. J. Strickland.
Clerk Superior Court—Andrew' M. Moore.
Sheriff—E. Z. Byrd.
County Treasurer—D. P. Patterson.
County Servevor—J. M. Johnson.
Tax Receiver and Collector—J. M? Pur
dom.
Chairman of Road Commissioners—llßl
District, G. M., Lewis C. Wylly; 12 0 Dis
trict, G. M., George T. Moody ; 534 District,
G. M., Charles S. Youmanns; 590 District,
G. M.. D. B. McKinnon.
Notary Publics and Justices of tho Peace*
et*.—Blackshear Precinct. 584 district,G.M.,
Notary Public, J. G. S. Patterson; Justioe
of the Pe?ce, R. R. James; Ex-offioio Corn
stable E. Z Byrd.
Dickson?* Mill Precinct, 1350 District, Q
M , Notary Public,Mathew Sweat; Justice of
the Peaee, Geo. T. Moody; Constable, W.
T. Dickson.
Patterson Precinct, 1181 District, G. M..
Kota r Public, Lewis C. Wylly; Justice ©i
the Peace, Lewis Thomas; Constables, H.
Prescott and A. L. Griner.
Schlatterville Precinct. 590 District, G. M
Notary Publio, D. B. McKinnon; Justice o
the peaoQ._ 8.. TANARUS, Jama*- Constable, John W
Booth. .“ v y : ~
Court.—Superior court. Pierce county
John L. Harris, Judge; Simon W. Hitch
Boliaitor Qtueral. Sessions held first Mon
dry in March and September.
Corporation court, Blackehear, Ga., session
held second Saturday in each Month. Police
emirt sessions every Monday Morning at 9
o’eleek.
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CURRENT PARAGRAPHS. .
Southern News.
Pensacola is enforcing quarantine reg
ulations as to ships from Havana and
Eto Janeiro.
There are thousands o! acres of the
richest land in Arkansas that are now
unproductive and comparatively worth
less because of the want of drainage.
“ Bob.” the veritable sorrel war-horse
which Stonewall Jackson was riding
when he received his fatal wound, is
still living, at the age of twenty-three,
and retaining much of his old-time vigor.
He is owned by a brother-in law of the
general, in Lincoln county, North Car
olina
Washington (N. C.) Press: The town
Bath, situated about twenty miles
below this place, is the oldest town in
North Carolina. It was first settled in
1705, and incorporated in 1747. It has
one of the oldest churches in the state—
an Episcopal church which was erected
in 1734. The brick of which it is built
was made there, and the tiles of which
the floor is made were brought from
England.
New Orleans Picayune: The decline
in state consols dated with the defeat of
the Moffet register bill during the reg
ular session, about three weeks ago. A
doubt had been entertained as to the
ability of the government to pay the
interest for July, or the probability of
the fiscal agent advancing the amount
necessary. This led to the idea of creat
ing anew tax, and accordingly the
Moffet register bill was ordered. On its
original defeat the bonds began to de
cline, and though in the extra session a
modified bill of a similar character passed
huh houses, and is now before the
governor, this fact, strangely enough,
fx ;ms to operate in a direction opposed
to first expectation, to-wit: Thestrength
ei : ng in value of state securities.
fudge Lochrane, of Georgia, on St.
P itrick’s day : Repel hv your example
t 1 tendency to iihel the Irish race, by
c,. ricatures upon the stage and the
? at > vil which is circling and gathering
around tne Irish name by passing it into
anecdote. Cherish rather the splendors
ci our intellectual and patriotic country
men, than the remark “ Pat ” made in
his traditional interview with the pope,
VOL. 11.
or what even Mr. O'Connell said in bis
encounter with Biddy Moriarty. Rather
take Mr. O’Connell when he came into
the British parliament as a member for
the county of Clare in his marly rejec
tion of the test oaths, or when he stood
on the hillside of Athlone and shook
with his thunders the enemies of Ire
land. Rather let us patronize the
Evadne olShiel, with ail its rich coloring
of sentiment and beauty than be tickled
with the sensational extravagances of the
wake in the Shaughraun.
Facts and Figures.
The governor of California receives the
highest salary among governors, viz.,
$6,000.
Mr. John Boggs is said to own 100,-
000 acres of land in California and
50,000 in Oregon.
Within the last three months 200,000
American clocks have been shipped to
Australia.
The new Mormon temple, in Salt Lake,
now being built of granite, will cost
$5,000,000.
There is uo harbor for eight hundred
miles north and five hundred miles south
of San Francisco.
The number of books in tho congres
sional library at Washington is 331,118
volumes, and there are about 110,000
pamphlets.
Texas issues a curious public docu
ment entitled “ a list of fugitives from
justice.” It contains 225 pages, and
puts the number of fugitives at 4,402,
with forty counties yet to hear from,
which cover some of the meat populous
portions of the state. Of theso gentle
men and ladies who have wandered
away from home and given the cold
shoulder to the guardians of the peace
whenever the latter made advances,
seven hundred and fifty are charged with
murder. Rewards ranging from SSO to
SI,OOO, the aggregate being $90,000,
are offered for three hundred of the
fugitives, and detectives out of a job, as
well as agriculturalists, might find this
state a good one to immigrate to.
Apropos of which, it is estimated that
over 100,000 horses have been stolen
within the last three years. Some seven
hundred and fifty indicted horse thieves
are fugitives from justice in the state,
rilas hms amsitfcd -wm*.
is incalculable. An organized gang of
several hundred is operating in middle
Texas, and the loss of farm stock in some
localities is immensa. It is little wonder
that, when one is caught, he is likely to
be hung to the nearest tree.
The New Electric Light.
Mr. Edward King, the correspondent
of the Boston Journal in Paris, gives an
interesting account of the illumination
three weeks ago of Place de l’Opera in
Paris by the electrical light. He says the
effect was singularly magnificent, and:
“The intense white glow from the
electric burners directly in front of the
steps leading up to the opera’s entrance,
and scattered at intervals across the
grand boulevard to the corner of the new
avenue leading to the Comedie Francaise,
made the spaces for hundreds of yards
around about as light as day. One
of the electric candles seemed to give as
much light as an hundred gas gets. Gas
looks yellow, muddy and petty beside
this grand fire, which defies darkness.
For a city lighted by the new process all
the terrors of midnight would vanish.
Burglars would find their occupation
gone. The assassin would have to sell
his stilleto. Vice of all kinds would
either slink away, disgusted at the small
reward which it would obtain when it
could no longer walk in darkness.”
The illumination was so splendid, that
the electric light is to be introduced in all
parts of the city. The system adopted is
that of Mr. Jabiochkoff, a Russian. The
Figaro newspaper lights the front of the
office, where it is produced, with the
magical candle. Mr. King says:
“The electric candle used by Jabloch
koff is formed of two cylindrical strips of
coal, placed one beside the other, and
separated by a peculiar isolating matter.
The lower extremities of these strips of
coal are set in two brass tubes, and these
in turn are fastened into a chandelier
bracket, The strips are bound so that
they cannot fall apart. When the cur
rent is passed in the voltaic arch it springs
into life between the two extremities of
! the coal strips, wnich burn little by little
Iby contact with the air. The isolating
matter heats, melts, parly voltaizes and
makes the space between the coal a good
conductor—far better than it is in the
ordinary system of lighting with the
regulator. The candle should be pro
tected by an opaline globe, as it is in
! most places where it is used in Paris.
The price of one of these candles, burn
i ing an hour and a half, and giving a
I light equal to one hundred and thirty
j gas jets, is fifteen cents. All sizes of
! candles can be furnished, and they can
be placed in almost every conceivable
position. One horse power of an ordi
nary steam engine is required for each
1 separate electric light, or group of lights;
; that is, a force equivalent to that must
be supplied to the dynamo electric
machine.”
It is alreacy preposed t 'us-., the elec
trical candie in festivals a&r- dated with
the great exposition.
JESUP, GEORGIA, WEDNESDAY, APRIL 17, 1878.
IF I. WERE YOU.
If I were you
1 would not sue
For any woman’s love day after day;
Id ntver stand
At her command
Year in and out in this fond foolish way.
Across my lace
I’d have the grace,
Or mother-wit, to pull a Mayer mask,
, And wait to find
What was her mind,
Before I’d grovel at her feet to ask.
All very well
For you to tell
Of that grand poet in the olden time,
Whose fii.o advice
Was so concise
In that Immortal strain of gallant rhyme.
doe? not fit *
Your case a bit,
He never meant a man should pray and pray,
With such an air
Of poor d* spair
For any woman’s love day after day.
If you will read,
1 he verse take heed,
You’ll see it runs as clearly as it may,
T hat every man, sir,
Should take his answer
With manly courage, be it yea or nay.
Then cease your sighs,
No man’s a prise,
In any woman’s sight, just let me say,
Who’s not too high
To sigh and die
For any woman’s love dav after day.
—[Harper’s Magazine.
NANNIE.
I cannot set down in so many words
just when or how it came to be under
stood between my partner, John Still
man, and myself, that I was to marry
his daughter, Naunie, when she was old
enough. I have a vague impression that
she was in long clothes at the time we
first talked of it.
Her mother died when she was a little
girl, and old Mrs. Stillman took her home
to the family house at Owl’s Corner, one
of the prettiest little villages I ever had
the good fojtune to see. But Nannie
was 18 when I first met her a woman,
and this was the scene of our meeting.
John had sent for nr to come to Owl’s
Corner on a certain July day, promising
to drive over to the station aud meet me,
as my elderly legs covered the ground
but slowly. We had retired from busi
ness, rich men both, some rive years be
fore, and corresponded regularly. But
I had been abroad, and this was my
first visit to Owl’s Corner in ten years.
I remembered Nannie as a romping
child, fond of swinging on the gates,
climbing up grape-arbors and imperiling
her neck fifty times a day, John always
saying on eacn omawfoHt j* .
“ She’s a little wild, but she’ll gdt over
that.”
I wailed at, the station for half an hour,
then, seeing no sign of John, I started to
walk home. It wasmidday,and fearfully
hot, and. when I had accomplished half
the distance, I turned off the road and
started through a grove that gave me a
longer walk, but thick shade. I was
resting there on a broad stone, com
pletely hidden by the bushes on every
side, when I heard John’s voice:
“Where have you been ?”
There was such dismay and astonish
ment in the voice that I looked up in
surprise, to find that he was not greeting
me, but a tall, slender girl coming to
ward him. Such a sight! She was dark
and beautiful, dressed in a thin dress of
rose-pink, fault’ess about the face and
throat, hut from the waist down clinging
to her, one mass of the greenest, blackest,
thickest ffi'i.d and water.
“[n the duck pond,” she answered
with a voice as clear and musical as a
chime of bells. “ Don’t come near me.”
“ You are enough to wear a man into
his grave!”
*• There, don’t scold,” was the coaxing
reply; “little Bob Ryan fell in face
down It did not make any material
difference in his costume, but I was afraid
he would smother, so I waded in after
him. The water is not over two feet
deep, hut the mud goes clear through to
China, I imagine. It is rather a pity
about m'y new dress, isn’t it ? ”
“A pity! ” roared John ; “ you’ll come
to an untimely end some day with your
freaks. As if there was nobody to pick
a little brat out of the duck pond hut
you 1 ”
“ There actually was nobody else about.
There, now, don’t be angry. I’il go up to
the lIOUH6 and put on that bewitching
white affair that came from New York
last week, and be all ready to drive over
to the station with you, at what time ?”
“ About three. Lawrence is coming
on the 2:10.”
And I had come on the 12:10. This
accounted for the failure to meet me. I
kept snug in my retreat until John and
Nannie were well on their way home
ward, wondering a little how many young
ladies in my circle of friends would have
so recklessly sacrificed anew dress to
pick up a beggar’s brat out of the mud.
When I, in my turn, reached the
house, John was on the porch waiting
for Nannie’s reappearance. He gave me
a most cordial welcome, or rather a
luncheon, callfed Nannie, his mother,
and a man to go for my trunk, all in one
breath, and seemed really rejoiced to see
me.
Presently a slender girl with a truly
“ bewitching ” white dress trimmed with
dashes of scarlet ribbon, and smoothly
braided black hair, tied with scarlet
bows, came demusely into the room and
was introduced. Never, however, in
that first hour, could the wildest imagi
nation have pictured Nannie atillmau
wading into a duck pond. But the half
shy, half-dignified company manner soon
wore away, and Nannie and I were fart
friends before dinner. She sang for me
in a voice as deliciously fresh as a bird’s
carol; she took me to see her pets, the
new horse that was her last birthday gift
from “ papa,” the ugly little Scotch ter
rier with the beautiful brown eyes, the
rabbits, Guinea hens, and the superan
nuated old pony, who had preceded the
new horse.
In a week I was as much in love as
ever John could have desired. Nannie
was the most bewitching maiden I had
ever met, childlike and yet womanly,
frank, bright and full of girlish freaks
and boyish mischief, and yet well
educated, with really wonderful musical
gifts, and full of noble thoughts. She
was a perfect idol in the village, her
friends and neighbors thinking no party
complete without her, while the poor
fairly worshiped her.
John allowed her au almost unlimited
supply of pocket-money, and she was
lavish in all charity, from blankets for
old womeu, tobacco for old men, to
candies for the children, and rides on
horseback lor the urchins. And she had
a way of conferring favors that never
wounded the pride of the most sensitive.
We rode together every morning, we
walked in the cool evening hours, we
spent much time at the piano, and digs
cussed our favorite authors, and one day,
when I asked Nannie my wife, she
said, coolly:
“ Why, of course; I thought that was
all understood long ago I”
I was rather amazed at such matter-of
fact wooing, but delighted at the result.
How could I expect any soft, blushing
speeches. I suppose I ranked just where
John and Nannie’s grandmother did in
her affections.
But one morning, when Mrs. Stillman
was snipping her geraniums in the sit
ting-room, and John was reading the
morning’s newspapers, Nannie burst in,
her beautiful face all t.glow, her eyes
bright with delight, crying:
“ Oh, grnr 'm ,! ' Walt has come home!
I saw him lrnm my window riding up
the road.”
She was going then, just as John ex
claimed :
“Confound Walt!”
“ Who is Wait*" I naturally in
quired, ' .. /
*• Walter Bruce, the son of ’one of our
neighbors. He has been like a brother
to Nannie all her life, but went off to
Europe two years ago, when he came of
age. They wanted to correspond, but
I forbade that. So he has turned up
again.”
It was evident that John was terribly
vexed, and I very soon shared his annoy
ance. Walt, a tail, handsome young
feliow, improved, not spoiled by travel,
just haunted the house.
He was generally off with Nannie as
soon as ho arrived, and blind to Mrs.
Stillman’s ill-concealed coldness, and
John’s sarcastic speeches about boy Hand
puppies. *
As for me, by the time my sleepy eyes
were opened in the morning,Nannie had
taken a long ride with Walt, was at the
piano when I came into the room, and
Walt was walking beside Nannie when
the hour for our usual stroll arrived.
And the very demon of mischief pos
sessed the girl. There was no freak she
was not inventing to imperil her life,
riding, driving, boating, and I (airly
shivered sometimes at the prospectof my
nervous terrors when it would be my task
to try to control this quicksilver temper
ament.
But one day, when 1 was in the sum
mer-house, a very ruelul little maiden,
with a tear-stained face, came to my
side.
“ Walt is going away ! ” she said.
“ Indeed 1 ”
“ Yes, and he says I’m a wicked flirt! ”
with a choking sob; “I thought I would
ask you about it.”
“About what?”
“Our getting married. You know
papa told me I was to marry you ages
and ages ago ?”
“ Yes.”
“ And I knew it was all right if he
said so. But Walt says you must be a
muff if you want a wife who is all the
time thinking of somebody else.
“ And you know I can’t help it. Walt
has been my friend ever since we were
always together. And when he was in
Europe papa wouldn’t let us write to
each other, but I kissed his pictureevery
night and morning and wore his hair in
a locket, and thought of him all the
time. And he says you won’t like it
alter we are married.”
“Well, not exactly,” I said dryly.
You’ll have to stop thinking of him
then.”
“ I don’t believe I ever can. And so I
thought I’d tell you, and perhaps—
“ Perhaps you will tell papa we don’t
care about being married after all. I
don’t think I could ever be sedate and
grave like an old lady, and of course I
ought to be if I am to be an old man’s
wife.”
“ Of course.”
“ And I am so rude and horrid, I knew
lam not nice like city k' r K aQ d lam
altogether hateful, but Walt don’t care.”
I rather agreed with Walt as she stood
in shy confusion before me, her eyes still
misty, her sweet lips quivering. It was
a sore wrench to give her up, but 1 was
not quite an idiot, and I said, gravely :
“ But your father?”
“ Yes, I know ; he’ll make a real|sterHi.
But then his storms don’t last long, snail
maybe you would tell him that yon have
changed you mind. You have, haven’t
you ?”
“Yes; the last half hour has" quite
changed my matrimonial views.
I could not help smiling, and the next
moment two arms encircled mjjifielijpl a
warm kiss fell upon my cheek, *tod;l|xn
nie cried :
“ You are a perfect darling,’ a perfect
darling, and I shall love you dearly all
my life.”
So when I lost her love 1 gained it.
She flitted away presently, and I gave
myself a good mental shaking up, and
concluded my fool’s paradise would soon
have vanished if I had undertaken to
make an “ old lady ” out of Nannie.
John’s wrath was loud and violent.
He exhausted all the vituperative lan
guage in the dictionary,* and then sat
down, panting but furious.
“Come now,” I said; “what is the
objection to young Bruce ? Is he poor ?”
“ No, confound him I He inherits his
grandfather's property, besides what his
father will probably leave him 1 ”
“ Is he immoral ?”
“ I never heard so.”
“ What does ail him, then ?”
“Nothing; but 1 have set my heart on
Nannie’s marrying you.”
“Well, you see, she has Bet her heart
in another direction, aud I strongly ob
ject to a wife who is in love with some
body else.”
“ What on earth sent the puppy
home ?”
“ Love for Nanuie, I imagine. Come,
John, you won’t be my father-in-law, for
I will not marry Nannie if you are ever
so tyrannical; but we can jog along as
usual, the best of friends look!”
I pointed out of the window as I
spoke. On the garden walk, shaded by
a crest oak tree, Walter Bruce stood,
looking down at Nannie with love lighted
eyes Her beautiful face, all dimpled
with smiles and blushes, was lifted up
to meet his gaze, and both her little
hands were last prisoned in his strong
ones.
, .John .looked. His face softened, his
eyes grew misty, and presently he said :
“How happy she is,Lawrence.’
“And we will not cloud her happiness,
John," I answered. “This is right and
fitting. Nannie is too bright a May
flower to be wilted by being tied up to
an old December log like ine.”
Bo when, half fearful, the lovers came
in, they met only words of affection, and
Nannie’s lace lost nothing of its sun
shine.
She was the loveliest of brides a few
months later, and wore the diamond
parure I had ordered for my bride at her
wedding. And she is the most charming
little matron imaginable, with all her
odd freaks merged into a sunshiny cheer
fulness, and her husband is a proud,
happy man, while I’m Uncle Lawrence
to the children and the warm friend of
the whole family.
Two Families Destroyed by
Lightning.
On Friday Mr. Thomas Hale, living
near Halesboro, in Red River county,
was standing in front of his fireplace
with his little child in his arms, Sud
denly a flash of lightning came, and he
was knocked down, and lie and his little
one both fell into the fire. His wife,
who was standing near, was also Mtuuned
at the same time, hut, partially recover
ing, she dragged them out of the fire.
Her husband was dead, and her little
one, though not dead, suffering. Its
clothes were burned off, and it was
fatally hurt. On the same evening at
six o’clock, and about a mile from.Mr.
Hale’s, Mr. Webster and his family were
sitting in his house in conversation. His
wife was leaning against him. Under
his chair was a cat, and still under the
floor beneath was a hen with tier brood.
He was struck by the lightning, and
instantly killed, as were also the cat, hen
and her brood. Mrs. Webster escaped
unhurt.—[North Texan.
A colored man, living in New York,
having admired a colored widow living
in the next block above, hut being afraid
of coming out boldly and reveaing bis
passion, went to a white man of his
acquaintance the other day and request
ed hirn te write the lady a letter, asking
her hand in marriage. The friend wrote,
telling the widow in a few brief lines that
the size of her feet was the talk of the
neighborhood, and asking her if she
could not pare them down a little. The
name *>f the colored man was signed, and
he was to call on her on Sunday night
for an answer. The writer of the letter
met the nigger limping along the street,
and asked him what the widow said.
The man showed him a scratched nose,
a lame leg and a spot on his scalp where
a handful oi wool had been violently
jerked out, and answered in solemn
i tones, “Hbe didn’t say nuffin, and I
| didn’t stay dar moriu a minute.”—
! [Brooklyn Eagle.
Never marry a girl who can be
i caught four time* a day by setting a steel
I trap on a street corner.
RELIGIOUS READING.
The Consecrated Will.
Laid ou Thine niter oh ! my Lord divine.
Accept my gift this tiny, for Jesus* sake;
I have no jewels tc adorn Thy shrine,
Nor any world-famed sacrifice to make-A
But hare I bring, within my trembling band.
This will of mine—a thing that seemeth small,
But only t hou, dear Ird. canst understand
How, when 1 yield i hoe this, I yield mine all.
Hidden therein, Thy searching eye can see
Struggles of passion, visions of delight;
All thHt 1 am. or love, or fain would be.
Deep love, fond hope, on longings infinite.
It hath been wet with toa’-s and dimmed with sighs,
Clenched In my gnu-p ii'l beauty it hath none ;
Now from Thy footstool, where It vanquished lies,
The prayer HBcendeth, “ May Thy will be done.*'
Take it, oh Father! ere my courage fail,
And merge it so in Thine own will, that e’en
II in some desperate hour iny orlea prevail,
And Thou giv’st hack my gilt It m*y have Iteen
86 cnflngefl, r> fxif hava grown,
I may not know or feel it as mv own ;
So one "with Thine, so filled wit h peace divine,
But gaining back my will may find it Thine.
Time- -Eternity.
To man, time is for sowing seed, while
eternity is for reaping the harvest. An
inch ol time is given us here to decide
whether we shall spend our eternity in
endless weeping, or in supernal bliss. A
piouH life, however short, is followed by
an eternity of joy. A wicked life, how
ever long, is followed by an unending
existence in every part of which a men
wishes that lio had never been born. No
man ever had an adequate conception of
the variety and brevity of our earthly
life. No limn ever had an adequate con
ception of tho vastness and grandeur of
a happy eternity. If I only knew how a
man lived, I could easily tell how he
died.—[B. S. Times.
" A Lamp to My Foot."
Tins is what David called the Bible.
Not a light up in the Rky, like the sun—
which shines on everybody, whether
they want it or not—but a light that we
must take in our hands, and trim, and
carry witli tis wherever wo go; a light
for everyday life, and that we must be
always throwing upon the steps of that
life. We can’t get enough Bible on the
Sabbath to last all the week, or enough
in the morning to last all the day. No;
we must take it witli ut—ln our memo
ries and in our hearts—wherever we go.
We must apply its principles to every
new emergency. We must obey its pre
cepts at all times. Thus only [cau we
ever “walk in the light,” and find our
patli shining more and more unto the
perfect day.
Stand By Your Colors.
When you join a cn—>m,
calculate to stand by your colors. What
is a Holdier good for who drops out of the
ranks, or skulks, or runs, the moment
the cause is in peril ? What is a church
member worth wlto becomes invisible
just when his services could be of some
value? If you are in a large church
where workers are abundant, jou may
without harm keep modestly in the hack
ground ; but, in ease the ranks are thin,
your response should ring out at every
roll-call. Asa Christian soldier, you
have enlisted for the war ; how can you
settle it in the court of conscience that,
you are delinquent in the breach ? What
good opinion can you have of yourself,
if, when in a large church, you press
your way to the front ranks arid ssek
promotion, and then wiien your lot lalls
among small people, who really need
your help, you keep your letter in your
pocket or pass it over to some other
denomination which happens to lie larger
or more popular than your own? That
course is a sad commentary on your re
ligion. But we fear it is a true history
of many a sham professor. II they are
not deserters from the ranks, they are
shirks and pretenders, and, as such, a
source of positive weakness to any body
to which they belong.—[Zion’s Herald.
Ho " Catleth for Thus.
When Jesus had come from “ beyond
the Jordan ” to Bethany, “ glad ” for the
sake of his disciples that he was not
present at the death of his friend, so that
he might wake hirn out of sleep in their
presence, and when ho had come into
the suburbs of the villago and near to
the grave, Martha sent to the con
templative Mary, still sitting among her
friends “in the house,” saying, “ The
Master is come, and calleth for thee.”
And at once the question arises in our
minds, Why? Why was it that Jesus
did not hasten on and raise the dead
man, and then lead him to the house, a
grand surprise to the sorrowing sister?
We think that we know the reason. It
was not the custom of the Lord Jesus—
it would not have been consonant with
the grand purpose of his mission to
earth—to do his great deeds in secret.
He mwt have vntneeme; and when
practicable, and just so far as practica
ble, human agencies must co-operate
with the divine power. At all events,
the workHof Jesus were not to be done in
secret, not unknown to those most in
terested in them. Lazarus could not be
raised from the dead while “ Mary sat
still in the house.” -f Herald and Pres
byter.
How women can manage to sit bolt
upright and not change a position, look
ing neither to the right nor left, during
a sermon in a church, passes the under
standing. A man will sit on a picket
fence all the afternoon to see a ball
match, but put him in a church pew for
three quarters of an hour, and he will
wabble all over the seat. It can be said
for the women that they do not wabble.
I —[Elmira Advertiser.
WAIFS AND WHIMS.
.. The town of Liverpool expend
annually three millions and a half of
dollars in maintaining and extending its
docks. This is more than the entire
river and harbor appropriation of the
United States.
.. Bishop Clark wants to know what
makes people poor, and the New York
Commercial Advertiser names ninety
nine out of a possil le hundred when
it replies: “ It’s ■-e effort to keep up
$2,000 worth c style on every SI,OOO
worth of income.”
..At one of the schools in Cornwall
England, the inspector asked the children
if they could quote any text of scripture
which forbade a man having two wives.
One of tho children sagely quoted In
reply the text, “ No man can serve two
masters.”
.. Lady Roeeberry has bluer blood than
her husband; her family tree is much
more ancient than his. To quote Disraeli,
her ancestors were princes in the temple
when Lord Roseberry’s ancestors were
savages in tho woods. The Jews will
hold that all the advantages of the
Rothschild-Roscberry marriage are on
theßoseberry side ol the house.—[Jewish
Times.
.. Lord Lonsdale has named one of his
racehorses ‘Tommy up a Pear Tree,” and
the aristocracy of England is splitting its
sidesoverhis inimitable wit. If a coster
monger had named his mule “ Tommy
up a Pear Tree,” everybody would have
said, and rightly, that the costermonger
was a fool. But humor by a lord is one
thing, and that by a costermonger an
other.
. .At Sacramento, Cal., according to a
local newspa|)er, there are two animated
barometers which have proved trust
worthy, even when the artificial instru
ments have Tailed. One of these is a
catfish which is kept in a water-trough.
No matter how clear the water may be,
and before the barometers have indicated
a change, this fish always, before a storm,
swimH about with his head below the
water and his tail above until rain begins
to fall, when he goes out of sight until
the weather changes. The other barom
eter consists of two frogs under the floor
of the police office, which have never yet
been seen by any of the officers, but
which presage a storm several hours in
advance of the barometrical indications
by a series of peculiarly discoidant
cioaks. No matter how clear and
bright the night, the police officers
prepare for a storm when the warning
comes.
NO. 33.
Home Dentistry.
It is so clearly (lie best policy for all
who suffer from dental complications t.o
seek the aid of a skilled dentist that it
may he almost Hupeifluous to premise
that the following hints are written for
those only who, from want ol funds, or
other causes, are unable to obtain pro
foHsiimul advice.
Derayet! W.i- ffistWlu >
thoroughly stopped, whether trouble
some or not, because if the nerve is ex
posed a tooth will always he unfit for use
arid liable to ache, while the food will
lodge in the cavity and decompose, caus
ing lhe breath to ho offensive. To treat a
decayed tooth proceed as follows : First,
clean out the cavity, picking out all the
decomposed parts which can lie reached,
and dry the interior with cotton. For
this and subsequent operations a thiu
steel or iron instrument, sharpened at the
point and slightly curved, will be found
useful. Should the nerve be exposed it
should he killed. There are several ways
of doing this One method is to allow a
drop of creosote to fall on a piece of cot
ton, when the latter is placed on the
nerve in the cavity, filling in with pure
cotton. Oil of cloves may also be used;
it is slower in its action, but is more
agreeable. Both ol these are poisons, it
taken into the stomach in any consider
able quantity. They are therefore to be
used on the teeth with care, and only at
the place needed For the plug tako a
bit of common gutta percha and plunge
it into boiling water, which will soften it
ami render it as easy to manipu
late as putty. The cavity having
been cleaned and wiped dry, allow a
single drop of the oil of cloves to fall
upon a very small bit of cotton and
force the latter into the hollow of the
tooti, pressing it well in. Pinch off a
piece of the softened gutta percha of the
size of the cavity, dry it quickly on a
cotton cloth, press it in with the instru
ment, and smooth the outside with the
finger. If the cavity is in the crown of
the tooth, close the jaws, the gutta
percha will thUB be moulded into the
shape of the opposite tooth. In about
ten minutes the gutta percha will harden
and the tooth will be capable of use. If
the nerve is not exposed and tender, the
oil of cloves and cotton may be emitted.
In case the tooth has decayed so far that
a mere shell is left, apply sufficient gutta
percha to lorm a complete cover. When
two or three teeth touching each other
are badly decayed, they may be covered
wiih a single piece of gutta percha. I
at any time the tooth becomes troublesome
again, the filling may be removed by
the [Kiinted instrument and a fresh one
inserted. It should be borne in mind
that a toothache caused by an exposed
nerve in a decayed tooth can be instantly
cured by the oil of cloves, which should
be used with care, as above stated, so
that it will not affect the sound teeth.
When the nerve is destroyed future re
lief from pain is insured. Thus *ll
who have broken or ragged teeth, and
cannot obtain dentist’s aid, may readily
free themselves from pain and render the
injured teeth serviceable. A good wash
for the mouth may be prepared as follows:
Dissolve a little permanganate of potash
in water, rinsing the mouth with a por
tion o' ihe solution. Hus wili destroy
the orgauic matter hanging about the
teeth, and render the breath inodor--us.
—[Scientific American.