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. Tie Jostp Sentinel Office in the Jesnp Houte, fronting on Cherry street, two doors from Broad St. PUBLISHED EVERY WEDNESDAY, ... by T. P. LITTLEFIELD. Subscription Rates. (Postage Prepaid.) One year $2 00 Six months 1 00 Three months . 50 Advertising Rates. Per square, first insertion $1 00 Per square, each subsequent insertion. 75 rates to yearly and large ad vertisers. 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. —————————^ JESIP HOUSE, Corner Broad and Cherrv Streets, (Near the Depot,) T. P- LITTLEFIELD. Proprietor. Newly renovated and refurnished. Satis faction guaranteed. Polite waiters will take your baggage to and from the house. BOARD $2.00 per day. Single Meals, 50 cts 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.