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Brunswick mam. BRUNSWICK, J NEW MEXICO. ~ DmtpnPlhc TVntpr-Mpouli at Lm t'r«e*«- About Ninety Houses llarlcd to tlie AhismL A correspondent of the Glone-Demo- crat, at Los Cruces, New Mexico, say?, A tremendous water-spout suddenly ap peared in the hills about a mile back of the town at 5:30 p. M. on the iith of September, and before the citizens had time to comprehend the calamity, it was upon them. The tall, dark column, com posed of water and dust approached with such velocity, that in less than ten min utes from the time of its observance, and before ten dollars’ worth of personal prop erty could be saved by any one of the in mates, sixty-three houses had been hurled to the ground. The streets were soon •covered to a depth of four or five feet with water, and the current was of such great strength that boulders of a large size and corresponding weight were car ried away. Two hours later, rain fell in torrents, and continued several hours. In all the wreck and ruin of fallen houses and rush ing waters, strange to say, not a single life was lost. On Sunday, the entire pop ulation was out repairing the damage as much as possible, in order that the home less might be housed and cared for. The work was kept up on Monday, and every body began to look cheerful) when, at 4 ■o’clock, another water-spout made its ap pearance from the exact spot where the other was first noticed, and came on with equal celerity. Sixteen houses that were fortunate enough to escape the previous visitation, were tumbled down, and their contents totally destroyed. This flood lasted three hours. The damage done by these storms will figure up $150,000 at the least calculation. Four of the houses destroyed are valued at from $5,000 to $10,000 each. usually filled by the people waiting for the appearance of the royalists. Theband strikes up, and the line of princes and princesses advance down the long hall leading to the ball-room. The queen and prince used formerly to preside at these Drills. The queen does not come now, the prince ana princes of Wales take her E lace. First enters a line of gentlemen caring long sticks. Behind them Come the' princes*?"; howimr on each hand. The princess of Wales advances first, with a native, faltering, hesitating step, a strange and mute delicious blending of tiinidy and cnild-like confidence in her manner. Then come, walking by twos, some daughters of the queen. A Uer man duchess of two follow her. The Fouling of Wells. The most insidious process is that of the gradual fouling of the semi-porous earth lying between the source of her impurity and the drinking-water well. In such cases tho exudation is usually quite or nearly constant; there is no opportunity for the air to restore the filtering power of the soil, and it be comes saturated with impurity inch by inch, until, perhaps after several years, the saturation reaches the well; then every drop oozing in from this source carries with it its atom of filth. While the supply of water in the ground is copious, and while there is more or less circulation through the water veins, the foulness may be too much diluted to do harm; but in dry seasons, when the supply recedes to a depth of only a few feet at the bottom of the well, tne con tribution of drain water continuing the same, the dose becomes sufficient to pro dr, ce its poisonous effect. The dangerous character of the water of such wells is often manifested by no odor or taste of organic matter; the chemical changes in this matter seem to have been carried so far as to yield little more than vivifying nitrates to the water, their organic character having entirely disappeared. Indeed, some of the most dangerous well-waters are especially sparkling and refreshing to the taste. But the chemical processes which have effected this change appear to have had no effect, on the germs of disease—if germs they he—which retain their inju rious character to such a degree that the worst results have often come of the use of water that was especially sparkling and pleasant ns a beverage. A Ball at Buckingham Palace. A writer on British royalty says: The levees and the drawing-rooms may be called the court ceremonials. These are besides the court festivities, or the balls and concerts at Buckingham palace. There are four or five of these given in a season—two balls and two concerts. The balls are the larger and less select, but much the more amusing. The ball-room of the palace is a large, rectangular apart ment. At one end is the orchestra, at the other a raised dias on which the “royal ties” sit. On each side, running the length of the hall, are three tiers of benches, which are for ladies and such gentlemen as can get a seat. The tiers on the left side of the dias are for diplo matists. English society has the tiers on the other side. By ten the ball-room is »tural industries, courtesies of these German princesses are indeed quite wonderful. After entering the halt, one of them will espy (such, I suppose, is the fiction) some person to whom she wishes to bow, and she then proceeds to execute a performance of some minutes’ duration. Before courtc- sying, she stops and looks at the person to be saluted as a frightened horse ex amines intently the object which alarms him; she then sinks slowly backward al most to the ground, and recovers herself with the same slowness. It would seem that such a genuflection must be of ne cessity ridiculous. But it is not so in the least; it is quite successful and rather pleasing. After the ladies, comes the prince of Wales and his suite. The roy alties then go upon the stage, and, after music, the hall begins. Mark Twain’s Dying Wish. An incident of Mark Twain’s Califor nia life is thus related by the Sonoma Democrat: Sam Clemens while a res ident of Jackass Hill, in this county, be came imbibed with the idea that his future existence depended upon a sight of tho Big Trees; so one day he started, accompanied by his mining partner. After passing Murphy’s the “lay of the county” became unfamiliar to tne travl- ers, and as night closed upon them they came to the conclusion that they were not only lost, but that the prospects of food and shelter for the night were as slim as they well could be. They had followed a wood road to the summit of a chapparel-crowned hill and did not know which way to turn to reach the road again. After floundering around in the chemisal for tar-weed for an hour or more they reached a road near an ap parently deserted house. Their halloos soon brought around them as vicious a pack of dogs as ever haunted the canine- infested streets of Constantinople. They numbered toward fifty and not one of them was dumb. They dashed at Sam and his companion with murderous fury, compelling them both to seek a tremb ling resting place on the fence. The howls of the dogs finally brought about twenty of their masters from tne houses, and these men must have smiled in the twilight when their eyes fell upon Clem ens and his friend clinging with heel and hand to the top rail of the fence • sur rounded by the hungry, snapping dogs. They proved to be Italians, who did not understand a word of English. Then, and not till then, did Clemens lose his temper. He swore at himself for get ting into the scrape. He cursed his companion for not knowing the road. He anathematized the Italians for com ing to this country before they had mastered the English language. He profanely alluded to the gap in his early education that had not been filled in with the soft, melodious tongue of Italy, winding up his remark with a glance of concentrated hate at the pack of yelping dogs beneath him, sis he turned to his companion and in that inmitable, lazy drawl so peculiar to him, said: “ Do you know, Jim, if I might at this mo ment ask a favor of Providence, after my familiarity with His name, if it was to be the last, yearning desire of my heart, I would asV that I might be con verted into a ton of prime Deef, loaded with strychnine, ana dumped among that gang of curs. I’d die contented after that.” The following interesting particulars concerning the life of Pietro Viani, the artist, whose tragic death caused much interest in New York recently, are given by a correspondent of the Cincinnati En quirer: Pietro Viani was a son of a bar ber in Rome. His age was about thirty- two. To those who are acquainted with Viani’s early life his romantic suicide is not at all a surprise. About' four years since young \iani became desperately enamored of a married lady in Romo. His passion was returned, although the lady was twenty years his senior—a wo man of great beauty and good social standing. After a time Viani grew des perately jealous of “ ladamedesapensee,” and the result was a quarrel. One day the lady drove to the studio of her dis carded lover to make peace. She had not been there more than half an hour when the' loud report of a pistol was heard. The janitor rushed up stairs, but found that Signor Viani had firmly se cured the windows and doors. So the janitor was compelled to “ break ” in, and on entering saw the unfortunate wo man bathed in olood, while Viani had Ja terrible gash one side of his throat. The lady was then taken home, and after six weeks of suffering she recovered. Of course her husband was furious when all was revealed, and as divorces do not exist in Rome a formal separation took place. The lady left for France. Mean while Viani had fully recovered, and en deavored to give society an explanation for his rash conduct by saying tne shoot ing was purely accidental; the lady while in his studio took up the pistol, &c., &c., but all this failed, and the young man had to leave Rome. He came to Amer ica and had a charming studio in the house of Dr. Ogden Doremus, on Union jlace. He went a great deal in the very iest society, but was exceedingly melan choly. At a soiree one evening I met him for the third time in three years. One theme was ever on his lips—“L’amore cortanie,” as he beautifully expressed it in Italian. He spoke French fluently but incorrectly, and very little English. His face was not a striking one. His eyes were a deep brown and bore a marked expression of sadness. As an artist his coloring was of the “ Veronese school,” his painting ideal. He painted a portrait of the Princess Margaret (fu ture queen of Italy) which so pleased her royal highness that she sent him a handsome amethyst ring enriched with diamonds, which he always wore on his third finger. He painted a beautiful K '.rait or Miss Seward, also one of her er, Clarence Seward, and many other prominent persons in New York. His idealistic pictures were sad and terrible. “ Jealousy,” representing a large female figure in Oriental dress, with a beautiful blonde head bathed in a dish of blood, was a very large painting, and was exhib ited at Chicago last year. He also had one in Cincinnati, “ After the Battle,” which represented a widow and two children gazing on their dead father. The “ First Grief” was on exhibition this spring at the Academy of Design, New York. It was a young girl with her dead bird in her hand. Viani was very ixipular with the ladies at Saratoga and Newport last summer. He loved too well, but not wisely, and to love and § rief may he attributed his untimely eatli. Viani’s Romance. USEFUL KNOWLEDGE. The Magnetic Equator.—During M. Janssen’s recent visit to Siam, he had an opportunity to make some interesting magnetic observations in the peninsula of Malacca. He found that the mag netic equator passes through Ligor and Singora, the inclination being there re duced to zero; and he was also able to find a line of no variation, in a different position from that previously laid down. The whole number of locomotives in the world is estimated at fifty thousand, of which nearly fifteen thousand are in the United States, and nearly eleven thousand in Great Britain. Tlie aggre- f ;ate horse-power is estimated at ten mil- ions, and all the engines in the United States—locomotives, marine and station ary—are supposed to foot up fourteen millions horse-power. Lime improves the quality of any grain crop growing on land to which it is applied. The grains have thinner skin, are neavier and give more flour. The flour is said to be richer in gluton, but there is much difference of opinion on the subject. It is said to hasten the ripening of wheat, but our experience is quite different on this point, as we have known it to delay the ripening of grain crops. A more marked improvement is produced in both the quantity and qual ity of the spring-sown tnan of the winter- sown crops. It hardens the straw of cereals and prevents it from falling down under the weight of the ear. Potatoes, turnips, peas, Deans, rape, colza, and all the bramca tribe are greatly improved by lime. On flax alone it is injurious, diminishing the strength of the fiber. Hence, in Belgium flax is not grown on limed land until seven years after the lime has been applied. Duties of Farmers.—-Farming is not only a profession, but of all professions it embraces the widest range of scientific propositions and practical facts, and affords the widest field for the exercise of the philosophic and analytic mind. Instead of the brightest boys being sent to a medical college for a field worthy of their talents, they should be educated practically in the duties of agriculture. It is a prominent duty of the farmer so to pursue his calling as to inspire a respect for it in the minds of his chil dren and so train them that they shall be able to pursue it successfully, which can only be affected by his availing him self of every advantage resulting from the discoveries of science and the accu mulated experience of the past. This will at once strip farming of almost every disagreeable feature, and clothe it with attractions possessed by no other business. As at present conducted there is a large amount of very disagreeable labor required to he peiformed in farming, and it is mainly to th's fict that we owe the desertion of that business for others by country boys. Science and human skill must relieve this, and undoubtedly will, if the farmer will avail himself of their aids.—Exchange. A Gory Conqueror. —Said a distinguished politician to his soil: “Look at me! I began os an Alderman, and here I am at tne ton of the tree; and what is my reward? Wh when I die, my son will be the greatest rascal in the city.” To this the young hopeful replied: “ Yes, dad, when you die—but not till then.” OnT of every one hundred people in Kansas forty-nine are engaged in agricul- Good Rules for Milking..--The pro prietor of an extensive cheese-factory in New York issues a code of rules to his patrons, from which we select the follow ing, which will be useful to all concerned in the care of cows or in the dairy inter ests: 1. Milch cows should have free ac cess at all time to good running water. 2. They should never lie heated by being run, stoned or dogged. 3. The utmost cleanliness should be observed in milking, and by no menus wet the hands iu the milk while milking. 4. No can of milk should stand where it will absorb the barn-yard or stable odor, or any other scent. 5. The milk should be~strnined and welPaired immediately after having been drawn from the cow. 6. Some arrangement for effectually And what ails you ?” asked his honor of the first man out. “ Weakness,” was the mild reply. “How?” “ Can’t stand up under a pint of whisky as I could when I left the army.” “ Don’t try any jokes on me, old relic of gory battlefields,” continued the court. “ You were in the army, oh ?” “ Five years.” “ Did you go as a sutler or a colonel.” “Sutlers didn’t get them oft’, did they?” asked the vet as he held up a hand minus three fingers, “ nor bullets in the shoulder, nor sabre cuts on the head ? No, sir; I fit—waded right for the jaws of death 1 ” “ And now you wade for the jaws of demijohns and decanters ? ” “ 1 got drunk,” answered the soldier, “but it was a mean, stinking drunk— none o’ the old sort we had during the war-time. I’m kinder sorry, hut I’m going to stand by the colors and take sentence.” “ Your nose is red, your eyes bleary, cooling is at all times verv desirable, and vnn r vni~ down’ ii™, r l” ’ when the milk is kept.at home over night ^ !irle3 Hildreth,” said the coJrt, “and it is evident to me that whisky is kill- indsipensable. Lemon Pie.—Yelks two eggs, white one, juice and rind of one lemon, eight tablespoons sugar, hot milk added the last thing; bake and add when done the whites of two eggs, four spoons sugar well beaten, return to the oven and lightly brown. ing you. Still I’ll try you once. It isn’t the right way to attempt the con- S uest of the world by carrying your bat- e flag on your nose, hut there is one chance in a million for you to reform. ’Bout face, forward—guide right— march!”