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TOWN DIRECTORY.
TOWN OFFICERS.
Mayor—H. Whalev.
Councilmen—Dr. it. F. Lester, jff. A. Eler
bee, M. W. Snrency, A. B. Purdorn, G. M. T.
Ware.
Clerk and Treasurer—G. M. T. Ware.
Marshal—Wm. M. Austin.
COUNTY OKFCERS.
<>rdinarv—Richard B. Hopps.
Sheriff—John N, Goodbrtad.
Clerk Superior Court—Benj. O. Middleton
Tax Receiver—.!. C. Hitcher.
Tax Collector—lV. R. Causey.
County Surveyor—Noah Bennett.
County Treasurer—John Massev.
Coroner—D. McDitha.
County Commissioners—J. F. King, G. I
W Haines, James Knox, J. G. Rich, isham I
Ee S l l !ar meetings of the Board
3d Wednesday in January, April, July and !
October. Jas. F. King, Chairman.
COURTS.
Superioi Court, Wayne County—Jno. L. i
Harris, Judge; Simon W. Hitch" Solicitor- I
General. Sessions held on second Monday
in March and September.
BMstar, Piercs Ciitj tap
town Directory.
TOWN OFFICERS.
Mayor-—'ll. (Riggins.
Counoilmen—l.). P. Patterson,!. M. Downs
J. -a. Lee, B. D. Brantly.
Clerk of Council—J. M. Vurdom,
Town Treasurer—B. D. Brantly.
Marshal—E. Z. Byrd.
COUNTY OFFICERS.
Ordinary—A. J. Strickland.
Clerk Superior Court—Andrew M. Moore.
Sheriff—E. Z. Byrd.
County Treasurer—D. P. Patterson.
County Serveyor—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; 584 District,
<l. M., Charles S. Youmanns; 590 District,
■G. M., D. B, McKinnon.
Notary Publics and Justices of the Peace'
etc.—Blaekshear Precinct.sß4 district,G.M.,
Notary Public, J, G. S. Patterson ; Justice
of the Peace, R. R. James; Ex-officio Con
stable E. 4 Byrd.
Dickson’s Mill Precinct 1250 District,
M , Notary Public,Mathew Sweat; Justice of
the Peace, Geo. T. Moody; Constable, W.
F. Dickson.
Patterson Precinct, 1181 District, G. M.,
Nota y Public, Lewis C. Wylly; Justice of
the Peace, Lewis Thomas; Constables, 11.
Prescott and A. L. Griner.
Schlatterville Precinct. 590 District, G. M
Notary Public, I->. B. McKinnon; Justice o
the Peace, R. T. Janies; Constable, John W
Booth. *
Courts—Supeiior court, Pierce county
John L. Harris, yudge; Simon W. Hitch
Solicitor General. Sessions held first Mon
drv in March and September.
Corporation court, Blaekshear, Ga., session
held second Saturday in each Month. Police
court sessions every Monday Morning at 9
o’clock.
JESUP HOUSE,
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(Near the Depot,)
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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.
Americus, Ga , baa just lost $50,000
worth ol property by fire.
The state of Texas holds over forty
nine million acres of land free of liability.
The Texas express trains are all heavily
guarded. The railroad authorities are
conferring with the governor,
Rev. I)r. Hoge, one of the leading
preachers in the south, has taken to plain
speaking against dueling and lynch law,
and delivered a strong sermon against
both in Richmond last Sunday.
Dallas Herald; A case of miscegena
tion occurred at Houston this week. A
negro Darned Dering and a young white
girl named Fannie McGuire, of Walker
county, were married. Tuesday the
negro was shot and killed, the contents of
fifteen shot-guDS being emptied into his
body.
Deep Mining Shafts.
The Chollar Savage-Norcross shaft has
reached a perpendicular depth of 2,060
feet, and is now without doubt the
deepest perpendicular shaft in America.
It still lacks, however, 340 feet of having
reached as great a perpendicular depth
below the surface as either the Savage or
Imperial consolidated inclines. If con
tinued downward until the west wall of
the Comstock lode is reached, it will
have attained a depth of not far from
3,500 feet, and will then be one among
the deepest—if not the dee; est—perpen
dicular mining shafts in the world. Over
a year ago the Adelbert shaft, sunk on a
silver-lead mine in Prizibrsm, Bohemia
had reached a perpendicular depth of
3,280 feet, and is, probably, the deepest
perpendicular shaft in the world. That
is a very old mine, its workings dating
back to the year 1500 or more. The
attainment ol that depth was celebrated
at the time by the striking off of a large
number of commemorative silver medals
of the value of afl irin each. There are
other mines, however, where greater
depths have been attained than at the
Adelbert shaft, but not in a perpendicular
line. One of these is in the coal mines of
—'* :
VOL. 11.
Yiviers Remus, in Belgium, where, by
sinking and then boring, a depth of 3,542
feet has been reached. Another is the
Rock Salt Bore hole, near Sperenberg,
not far from Berlin, Prussia, which a few
years ago had reached a perpendicular
depth of 4,175 feet. The deepest bore
hole in the world is probably the Artesian
spring at Pottsdam, in Missouri, which
has a depth of 5,500 feet.—[Gold Hill
News.
Not a Marrying Girl.
They were seated together, side by
side, on the sofa, in the most approved
I lover fashion ; his arm encircling her
taper waist, etc.
“ Lizzie,” he said, “ you must have
! read my heart ere this ; you must know
how dear I love you.
“ Yes, Fred; you have certainly been
very attentive,” skid Lizzie.
“ But, Lizzie, darling, do you Jove
me ? >Vill you be my wife?”
“ Your wife, Fred! Of all things, no 1
No, indeed, nor any one eise’s.”
“ Lizzie, what do you mean ?”
“Just what I say, Fred. I’ve two
married sisters.”
“Certainly! and Mrs. Hopkins and
Mrs. Skinner have very good husbands I
believe.”
“So people say ; but I wouldn’t like
to stand in either May’s or Nell’s shoes ;
that’s all.”
“ Lizzie, you astonish me.”
“ Look here, Fred ; I’ve had over
twenty-five sleigh rides this winter,
thanks to you and my other gentlemen
friends.”
Fred winced a little here, whether at
i the remembrance of that unpaid livery
bill, or the idea of Lizzie’s sleighing with
j her other gentlemen friends I cannot
j positively answer.
“ How many do you think my sisters
have had? Not the sign of one, either
of them. Such pretty girls as May and
! Nellie were, too, and so much attention
they used to have! ”
“ Now, Lizzie, I—”
“ I am fond of going to the theatre
occasionally as well as a lecture or con
cert sometimes, and I shouldn’t like it
if I proposed attending any such en
tertainment to he invariably told that
times were hard and my husband couldn’t
afford it, and then to have him sneak oft
alone.”
“ Lizzie, Lizme —”
“And then if once in a dog’s age lie
did condescend to go with me anywhere
in the evening, I shouldn’t like to be leit
to pick my way along the slippery places,
at the risk of breaking my neck, he
walking along unconsciously by my side.
I’m of a dependent, clinging nature, and
I need the protection of a strong arm.”
“Lizzie, this is all nonsense.”
“ I’m the youngest in our family, and
perhaps I’ve been spoiled. At all events,
I know it would break my heart to have
my husband vent all the ill-1 emper
which he conceals from the world on my
defenceless head.”
“But, Lizzie, I promise you that I—”
“ Oh, yes, Fred ; I know what you are
going to say—that you will be different;
but Mary and Nell have told me time
and again that no better husbands than
theirs ever lived, no, Fred; as a lover,
you are just perfect, and I shall hate
awfully to give you up. Still, you are
bent on marrying, there are plenty of
girls who have not married sisters, or
who are not wise enough to profit by
their example, if they have. And don’t
fret about me, for I've no doubt I can
find someone to fill your place—”
But before Lizzie had concluded, Fred
made for the door, mutteriDg something
“ unmentionable to ears polite.”
“ There I” exclaimed Lizzie, as the
door closed with a bang. “ I knew be
was no better than the rest. That’s the
way John and Aleck swear and slam
doors, when things don’t go just right.
He’d make a perfect bear of a husband,
but I’m sorry he came to the point so
soon, for he was just a splendid beau.”—
[New Brunswick Fredonian.
My Spectacles.
I use the following maxim, viz, (that
he is the true possessor of a thing who
enjoys it, and not he that owns it with
out the enjoyment of it), to convince
myself that amusements are designed to
delight my eyes, and the people are gaily
attired to please me. I have a real, and
they only aD imaginary pleasure from
their exterior embellishments. I have
discovered that I am the natural proprie
tor of the diamond necklaces, the crosses,
brocades and embroidered clothes, which
I see at a play, as giving me more de
light than to those that wear them. I
looked on the belles and beaux as to
many tulips in a garden, designed for my
diversion.
The same principles I use in private
economy. I have purchased several
landscapes and perspectives, which are
more pleasing to me than unknown (BC“s
done by the best masters. Every day 1
behold my fellow creatures laboring in a
toilsome pursuit of triflss, which I re
gard as a bit of r.band that has an agree
able efi- ct on my sight, but makes the
want of merit more conspicuous.
I look upon fair weather and blue sky
as part of my possessions, though not
without wondering at men, who in their
race through life overlook the real en
, joyments of it.
JESUP, GEORGIA, WEDNESDAY, MAY 8, 1878.
THE, VALLEY MILL.
The running stream, and the busy millj
In fancy I think I hear them still;
And the old gray walls seem now in view,
Bpyoad the bridge that so well I knew ;
But sweeter the charm that brings them near
For the friends who met by the green bank here.
The wheels and the burrs go humming round,
And All the vale with a pleasant sound,
*Vhile clear and strong on the breese without
I catch the tones of a joyous shout,
Asa loving band gives welcome there.
And my boy’s bright face is a balm for care.
The mill goes on. and the wagons wait,
But a stranger’s hand is on the gate;
l he waters fall as they did of yore.
And the grist still stands on the oaken floor ;
But the traders now who come and go,
Are cone of the people we used to know.
The quaint old mill is to me thrice fair,
And my spirit loves to linger there;
But the vision oft is dirmn’d by tears,
For a heavy shade on the scene appears,
For t tic swept young form I see no more
With Ihe miller’s dress at the open door.
The Fatal Noose.
The diligence from Paris to Chalons
stopped one evening, just after dark,
some miles beyond the little town of
Rouviay, to set down an English lady
and her child at a lonely roadside auberge.
Mrs. Martin expected to find a carriage
ready to take her to the Chateau de
Senart, a distance of some leagues,
whither she was repairing on a visit, but
was told that it had not yet arrived.
The landlady, a tall, coarse-looking
woman, who showed her into the vast
Hail that served at once as a sitting-room
and kitchen, observed that the roads
were so muddy and difficult at night
that there was little chance of her friend
arriving before tfci morning. “ You had
better, therefore,” she said, “ make up
your mind to sleep here. We have a
good room to offer you, and you will be
much more, comfortable between a pair
of warm, clean sheets than knocking
about in our rough country, especially
as your dear child seems sickly.”
Mrs. Martin, though much fatigued by
her journey, hesitated. A good night’s
rest was certainly a tempting prospect;
but she felt so confident that her friends
would not neglect her, that, after a mo
ment she replied, “ I thank you, madame;
I will sit up for an hour or so; it is not
late, and the cariiage may come, alter
all. Should it not, I shall be glad of
your foom, which you may prepare for
me at any rate.”
The hostess, who seemed anxious that
her guest should not remain in the great
room, suggested that a fire b: made
above; but Mra. Ivlanin found herself so
comfortable wher. she was, a pile of
fagots was blazing on the vast hearthi
that she declined first to move. Her
daughter, about five years cf age, soon
went to sleep in her lap, and Bhe
herself found that whilst her ears
were anxiously listening for the
roll of carriage wheels, her eyes oc
casionally closed, and slumber began
to make its insidious approaches.
In order to prevent herself from giving
way, she endeavored to direct her atten
tion to the objects around her. The
apartment was vast, and lighted more by
the glare of the fire than by the dirty
candle, stuck into a filthy tin candle
stick that stood on one of the long tables.
Two or three huge beams stretched across
half-way up the walls, leaving a space
filled with flitting shadows above. From
these depended a rusty gun or two, a
sword, several bags, hanks of on ions,
cooking utensils, etc. There were very
few signs that the house was much vis
ited, though a pile of empty wine bottles
lay in one corner. The landlady sat at
some distance from the fireplace with her
two sons, who had laid their heads to
gether and talked in whispers.
Mrs. Martin began to feel uneasy. The
idea entered her mind that she had fallen
into a resort of robbers; and the words
“ Ce’ee’elk ,” (it is she) which was all
she heard of the whispered conversation,
continued to alarm her. The door
leading into the road was left ajar, and
for a moment she felt an impulse to start
up and escape on foot. But she was far
from any other habitation, and if the
people of the house really entertained
any evil designs, her attempt would only
precipitate the catastrophe. So she re
solved on patience, but listened atten
tively for the approach of her friends.
All she heard, however,was the whistling
of the wind and the dashing of the rain,
which had begun to fall just after her
arrival.
About two hours passed in this uncom
fortable way. At length the door was
thrust open, and a man, drippinsf wet,
came in. She breathed more freely, for
this new-oomer might frustrate the evil
designs of her hosts, if they entertained
any. He was a red-haired, jovial-faced
looking man, and inspired her with
confidence by the frankness of his man
ners.
“A fine night for walking!” cried he,
shaking himself like a dog who has
scrambled out of a pond. “ What have
yon to give me ? lam wet to the skin.
Hope I disturb nobody. Give me a
bottle of wine.”
The hostess, in a surly, sleepy tone,
told her eldest eon to serve the gcnt’e
man, and then addressing Mrs. Martin,
said :
“ You see your friends will not come,
and you are keeping us up to no purpose.
You bad better go to bed.”
“ I will wait a little longer,” was the
; reply, which elicited a kind of shrug of
‘ contempt.
The red-haired mkn finished his bottle
of wine, and then said:
“ Show me a room, good ;woman. I
shall sleep here to-night.”
Mrs. Martin thought that as he pro
nounced these words he cast - protecting
glance towards her, and she felt lees re
pugnance at the idea of passing the
night in that house. Wh<sft, therefore,
the red-haired man. after i polite bow,
went up stairs, she said that as her
friends had not arrived they might as
well show her to a bedroom. :
“ I thought it would come to th'at at
last,” said the landlady. ‘ Pierre, take
the lady’s trunks up stairs.”
In a few minutes Mrs Martin found
herself alone in a spaeioinTroom, With a
large fire burning on the hearth. Her
first care after putting the child to bed
was to examine the door. It closed only
by a latch. There was no bolt inside.
There was no bolt inside. She looked
around for something to barricade it
with, and perceived a chest of drawers.
Fear gave her strength. She half lifted,
half pushed it against the door. Not
content with this, she seized a table, to
increase the strength of her defense. The
leg was broken, and when she touched it
it fell witli a crash to the floor. A long
echo went sounding through the house,
and she felt her heart sink within her.
ft
But the echo died away, and no one
came ; so she piled the fragments of tiie
table upon the chest of drawers. Toler
ably satisfied in this direction, eke pro
ceeded to examine the windows. They
were all well protected with iron bars.
The walls were papered, and, after care
ful examination, seemed to contain no
signs of a secret door.
Mrs. Martin now sank down into a
chair to reflect upon her positjon. As
was natural, after having taken these
precautions, the idea presented itself
that they might be superfluous, and she
Bniiled at the thought of what her friends
would say when she related to them
the terror of the night. Her child was
sleeping tranquilly, the rosy cheeks half
buried in the pillow. The fire had
blazed up into a flame, whilst the un
snuffed candle burned dimly, room
was full of pale, trembling shaaows, hut
she had no superstitious feart. Some
thing positive could alone ■ raise her
alarm. She listened attentively, but
she could hear nothing but the howling
of the wind over the roof, and the pat
tering of the rain against the window
panes. As her excitement diminished,
the fatigue (which had j>een forgotten)
began again to make itsdf felt, and she
resolved to undress and gp to bed.
Her heart leaped into her throat. For
a moment she seemed perfaitly paralyzed.
She had undressed and put out the can
dle, when she accidently) dropped her
watch. Stooping to pick jt up, her eyes
involuntarily glanced tovjards the bed.
A great mass of red-hair, k hand, and a
gleaming knife, were revealed by the
light of the fire. After th first moment
of terrified alarm, her presence of mind
returned. She felt that she had herself
cut off all means of escape by the door,
and was left entirely to her own re
sources. Without littering a cry, hut
trembling in every limb, the poor woman
got into bed by the side of her child. An
idea—a plan—had suggested itself. It
had flashed through her bmin litre light
ning. It was the ODly chance left.
Her bed was so disposed that the rob
ber could only get out from under it by
a narrow aperture at the head without
making a noise; and it was probable
that he would choose, from prudence
this means of exit. There were no cur
tains in the way, so Mrs. Martin, with
terrible decision and noiseless energy,
made a running knot in her silk scarf,
and held it poised over the aperture ly
which her enemy was to make his ap
pearance. She had resolved to strangle
him in defense of her life and that of her
child.
The position was an awful one; and
probably had she been able to direct her
attention to the surrounding circum
stances, she might have given way to her
fears and endeavored to raise the house
by screams. The fire on the hearth,
unattended to—had fallen abroad, and
now gave only a dull, sullen light, with i
an occasional bright gleam. Every ob-!
ject in the vast apartment showed dimly
and uncertainly, and seemed to be en
dowed with a restless motion. Now and
then a mouse advanced stealthily along
the floor, but, startled by some move
ment under the bed, went scouring back
in terror to its Bole. The child breathed
steadily in its unconscious repose; the
mother endeavored also to imitate slum
ber, but the man under the bed, uneasy
in his position, could not avoid occasion
ally making a slight noise.
Mrs. Martin was occupied only with
two ideas. First, she reflected on the
extraordinary delusion by which she ha/1
been led to see enemies in the people of
the house and a friend in this red-haired
man; secondly, it struck her that as he
could fear no resistance from a woman,
he might push aside the chairs that were
in the way, regardlef -of the noise, and
thus avoid the snare that was laid for
him. Once even she thought, while her
attention was strongly directed to one
spot, he had made his exit, and was
leaning over her; but she was deceived
I by a flickering shadow on the opposite
wall In reality there was no danger
that he would compromise the success of
his sanguinary enterprise ; the shrieks of
a victim, put on his guard, might alarm
the house.
Have you ever stood, hour after hour,
with your fishing rod in hand, waiting
with the ferocious patience of an angler
for a nibble? If you have, you have
some faint idea of the state of mind in
which Mrs. Martin, with far other inter
ests at stake, passed the time, until an
old clock on the chimney-piece told one
hour after midnight. Another source of
anxiety now presented itself; the fire
had nearly burnt out. Her dizzy eyes
could scarcely see the floor, as she bent
with fearful attention over the head of
the bed,the terrible noose hanging,like the
sword of Damocles, above the gloomy
aperture. “ What,” she thought, “if
he delays his appearance until the night
has completely died away? Will it not
then be impossible for me to adjust my
scarf, to do the deed, to kill the assassin,
to save myself and my child ? O, God !
deliver him into my hands!”
A cautious movement below the
diagging of hands and knees along the
floor—a heavy, suppressed breathing—
announced that the supreme moment
was near at hand. Her white arms wore
bared to the shoulder; her hair fell
wildly around her face, like the mane
of a lioness about to leap uj>on its prey ;
the distended orbits oi her eyes glared
down upon the spot where the question
of iifo and death was to be so soon de
cided. Time seemed immeasurably
lengthened out—every iecoiid assumed
the proportions of an hour. But at last,
just as all lines and forms began to float
before her sight through a distinct
medium f blendod light and darkness,
a black mass interposed between her
eyes and the floor. Suspense being over,
the time of action having arrived, every
thing Keemed to pass witli magical
rapidity. The robber thrust his head
cautiously forward. Mrs. Martin bent
down. There was a hall-choked cry—
the sound of a knife falling on the floor
—a convulsive struggle. Pull I pull!
pull! Mrs. Martin heard nothing—saw
nothing but the scarf passing over the
head of the bed between tier two feet.
She had thrown herself back, and, Hold
ing her scarf with both hands, pulled
with desperate energy for her life. The
conflict had begun ; and one or the other
must perish. The robber was a powerful
man, and made a lurious effort to get
loofc ; but in vain Not a Hound escaped
from his lips—not a sound from hers.
The dread(ul tragedy was enacted in si
lence.
“ Well, Mother Guerard,” cried a
young man, leaping out of a carriage that
stopped before the door of the auberf/n
next morning, “what news have you for
me? Has mother arri vi d?”
“Is it your mother?” replied the land
lady, who seemed quite good natured
after her night’s rest. “There is a lady
up stairs walling for some friends; hut
she does not speak French easily, and
seemed unwilling to talk. We could
scarcely persuade her to go to bed.”
“ Show me the room ! ” cried Arthur,
running into the house.
They soon arrived at the door.
“ Mother! mother! ” cried he, but re
ceived no answer.
“ The door is only latched, for we have
no robbers in this part of the country,”
said the landlaly.
But a formidable obstacle opposed
their entrance. They became alarmed,
especially when they heard the shrieks
of the little girl, and hurst open the
door.
The first object that presented itself
was the face of the robber, violently
upturned from beneath the bed, and
with protruding tongue and eyeballs;
the next was the form of Mrs. Martin
in the jarsition we left her. She was
still pulling with both hands at the
scarf, and glaring wildly towards the
head of the bed. The child had thrown
its arms around her neck, and was
crying; but she paid no attention. The
terror of that teriible night had driven
her mad.
A River Intensely Halt.
it was very long supposed that the j
brackish ness of Salt river, Arizona, was i
caused by the stream running over abed
of salt somewhere along its course. Its i
waters are pure and fresh from where it j
heads in the White mountains to within :
fiity miles of where it empties into the |
Gila. Fifty miles from its junction with i
the Gila there comes into it a stream of
water that is intensely salt. This stream
pours out of the side of a large mountain,
and is from twenty to thirty feet deep.
It is very rapid and pours into the Balt
river a great volume of water. Here
could be eahly manufactured sufficient
salt to supply the world. All that
would l/e necessary would lie to dig
ditches and lead the brine to basins in
the nearest deserts, fhe heat of the sun
would make the salt. Were there a
railroad near the stream, its waters would
doubtless soon be turned and led to im
mense evaporating ponds. It is supposed
that the interior of the mountain out of
which the streams flow, is largely com
posed of rock salt.—[Nevada Enterprise.
Medical and Sanitary.
Professor Page, of the university of
Virginia, has written letters to Messrs.
Harris and Tucker, urging that nitrate
of soda and muriate of potash, bo:h
articles of prime necessity in southern
agriculture, be placed upon the free lift.
He says the former is the cheapest
source of nitrogen a farmer can use, next
to his domestic manures, and muriate of
potash is the cheapest form of Ilia;
valuable element of plant food.
Nobody should venture in a sick-room
when in a perspiration, for the moment
the body becomes cold it is in a state
likely to absorb the infection ; nor visit
a sick person, if the complaint be of a
contagious nature, with an empty stom
ach, nor swallow your saliva In attend
ing a sick person, place yourself where
the air passes from the door or window
to the bed of the invalid, not between the
invalid and the fire, as the heat of the
Are will draw the infectious vapor in that
direction, and there is danger in breath
ingit.
A celebrated English physician says
that pedestrian exercise particularly
exhausts the spine and brain, and is,
therefore, the kind of exercise less suited
to intellectually hard-working men. It
is on this account that horseback exercise
is the medicine it is—the horse having
the fatigue, and the rider the exercise.
To sufficiently jar ami agitate the liver
and other internal organs, for some
convalescents, the loins ami legs must He
overworked. The thorough shake up
which is got in the saddle is without
eflort, or with the effort of only such
muscles as can best afford it; and the
student-rider comes back with physical
forces all refreshed, beside the exhilara
tion of movement for the spirits anil the
change of mind.
In femnlcs the ratio of cases of pul
monary consumption to those of all
other diseases is highest in those follow
ing sedentary employments, less in those
having mixed in-door employments, and
least in those occupied out of doors.
The highest ratio occurs in the esse of
females whose liabils of life Hre irregular.
In men the ratio of cases of pulmonary
consumption to those oi all other diseases
in the case of men following in-door em
ployments varies inversely as the amount
of exertion, being highest where there is
least exertion, and lowest in employ
ments requiring strong exercises Neither
a constrained posture, nor exposure to a
high tempeiature nor a moist tempera
ture appears to have any marked effect
in promoting pulmonary consumption.
By noticing the way wo breathe, it is
seen that the chest heaves ami the ab
domen swells as* air is inhaled, but
shrinks as the air is expelled. This
proves that the bending posture pre
vents tiie bowels from giving way before
the diaphragm, and thus lessens the
vacuum, and, of course, the amount of
air inhaled. On fids account no one
should ever bend the small of the hack,
outwardly, but always inwardly, so as to
throw the abdominal organs forward,
thus giving them room to retire before
the contracting diaphragm. Io sitting,
the back of the chair should rarely Vie
touched, but, if so, the spine must Vie
kept straight. Ottomans are conse
quently preferable to chairs, and ail
should learn to sit independently ef the
chair-hack, bending only at the hip
joint.
The Mexican Revolution.
.Just so soon as Diaz got raiding ntnp|>ed
on the Rio (irande, the greasers of that
region became restless and kicked up a
revolution. If the rebels are not im
mediately put clown by the Mexican
government, chaos and misrule will soon
reign supreme along the river, and the
old system of raiding into Texas will
again prevail. The result will inevitably
follow that the United Btates, to prelect
the people of Texas, will be forced to j
recognize Diaz, and aid him in keeping
his turbulent subjects in proper sub
jection to law. A strong government
In the city of Mexico, with a long arm
reaching to the Rio Grande, ir the only
thing that will put an end to our troubles
with those people. And the government
at Washington owes it to the people of
Texas, that they may live in security, to
see that Mexico has a government that
can control its people and make them
respect the rights of others. Diaz lias
been keeping things quiet, and the ad
ministration, instead of recognizing his
government and strengthening his bands,
has been fiddling and fooling over the
subject, until a revolution has broken
out. that may raise for the people of
Texas a very hell along the border.—
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[New Orleans Times.
A correspondent ot the Scientific
American wants to know “how human
skin can 1* tanned.” He must have
b -en a remarkab'e good boy when he
went to school not to have learned that
i among the other branches.
WAIFS AND WHIMS.
Tho Lover's Choice.
“Here are roiea. ietl Hil l white”—
“Thanks. Sear- no.
Nature punts them all too bright”
“Isitss?
“Well, then, take this lily's face”
‘Chill it eeptne.
l’rc,.t lie calm and stately gracs
Coldness gleams ”,
“l/tok—blue violets you said
They were sweet!”
“Brst their sweetness scemeth ehe.t
At our Let.”
Heliotrope, the deeieet flower
On the earth!”
“Nay, it fades before an hour.
Little woitbU’J
“Heart's-fase—that you’ll surely keep
If you might.
Ijty it on my spirit deep
Out ol sight!”
“Ho I eannot please your senss;
You implore
One fair gift, to carry)hcnce,
One- no more. *
“Yet each choicest bud I bring,
You refuse! ’
“Sweet, front nut thoir blossoming
Let me choose.
"Kaeeting—like iove’a humb'eat slave,
1 >0 not start t
Can you guess which flower I crave
Now, sweetheart?”
iMary Aingo Pe Vere.
NO. 36.
.. He that knows not when to be silent,
knows not when to speak.
.. He that can compose himself is wiser
than lie that com; uses books,
. Two VittTp girts Were comparing pro
gress in catechism study. “I have got
to original sin,” said one. “How far
have you got ?” “ Oh, I have got beyond
redemption,” said the other.
..“ George lias bad a good many pull
j backs in life,’ 1 said a young wife to a
! friend. And when the friend said,
“ Yes, I saw him with one, yesterday,”
the wife got mad.
. .Generosity during life is a very dif
ferent tiling from generosity in the hour
of death ; the one proceeds from liberality
and benevolence, and tiie other from
pride of fear.
.. If the breath exhausted in a two
hour’s speecli on the tariff was compressed
it would pump out forty one gallons of
water from a well twenty-nine feet deep.
—[Free Press.
Tiie weather is hourly growing
warmer; the willows are paling;
hyacinths burden (lie air witli their
odors ; penciled eggs are In coming delici
ous, and country sausages are flying
north.
Silent, patient, continuous labor does
more than noisy talk or vain boasting.
Silent labor accomplishes and make’
visible something that is enduring
while idle talk, like the babbling of a
shallow brook, evinces more noise than
strength.
RE WARE OE A COLD.
" Heat is Life---Cold is Doath."
There is no greater fallacy than the
opinion held by many, particularly the
young and strong and vigorous, that
winter—especially a sharp, frosty one,
wilh plenty of snow - is the most healthy
season of the vrwir. Wry lew persons
seem to realize the fact that cold is the
condition of death, and tliat, in both
wann and cold climates, it Is our uncon
scious effort to maintain our bodily heat
at a temperature of 1)8 deg. that wears
us out. To this temperature, called
blood heat, every cubic inch of oxygen
that serves to vitalize our blood must
he raised by our own bodily heat, or life
ceases Since in cold weather the main
tenance ol a sufficiently elevated bodily
temperature becomes very of.eu a diffl.
culty too great for our strength, the
advent of a severe winter is really more
to be dreaded than that ol a pestilence.
The saying, “ Heat is life—cold is
death,” has a striking illustration and
confirmation in the reports now regu
larly submitted by hr. Russell to the
Glasgow sanitary committee. Thedealh
rate rises and falL with tl.e regularity of
j the thermometer. So many degrees less
I heat, so many more deaths, and vice
[ versa. In a recent fortnightly report
l)r. Russell says: “The death rate in
the first week ol the fortnight was
twenty-one, and in t lie second week
twenty-five. The mean temperature in
the former week was 4(TK deg. Fahren
heit, and in the latter 89,6 deg.” He
attributes the iow rate ol the first week
to the high mean temperature of the
preceding lortnight, which was 27.3 deg.,
and adds: “ This is a good illustration
of a law which we frequently observe in
these reports of temperatures and death
a week of low temperature
produces a rise in mortality the week
following.”
In our climate it would probably be
difficult to find a more frequent cause
of serious ailments than taking cold.
Whatever weak place we have, whatever
constitutional disorder we be subject to,
cold will surely discover. We take cold
because our vitality is too low to ward
off the effects of the reduced tempera
ture around us. Asa matter of the first
importance, then, to resist cold and the
varions derangements of the system con
sequent, it is necessary by proper
nutrition to maintain our natuial ani
mal heat; second, to retain this heat
by a sufficient quantity of clothing;
third, to regulate with care the temper
ature of the air we breathe. Contrary to
the opinion current amcmg loverß of cold
weather, a fire in a bedroom in winter
is cheaper and better than a doctor’s bill;
for, owing to our inactive condition dur
ing sleep, the circulation of the vitalizing
blood is both slow and imperfect, and
hence the danger of taking cold by
breathing cold air i- greatly increased.
A cold is the beginning of everything
that is bad. If anyone conscious of having
caught one f.els cold chills creeping up
the hack, let him apply a mustard plaster
to the bottom of the spine and lower part
of the back at once; and by ro doing he
may avert a dangerous iilnees before it is
too ia'e and medical advice can be pro
cured. In should never be forgotten that
j heat is life—cold is death.”