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CHEROKEE ADVANCE
CANTON.
GEORGIA.
.(non*
JTft MOIIT OF HOME.
SATBKMKB K. rn»WAT.
/’a* fhnro> In afght, the whore* a In a!ght 1
The )on|wl-fcir light* of bone 1 wo 1
l Pina for very WCa delight—
ua*. tiL'H'l, through dark and bright
I know that you aro glad for iua.
ft wap n atomy toy age, friend—
And dare I dream Uw want la o'lrt
Drear |ire«ig*ft of hapten* rnd
OUn\*iy luaboti y 4 boa\an defend!
Fhi]wbavf gono -.wn In right of abort
t ohglil to tm afraid, t know,
My wayward fiaat rttfn*rul*Hnc ;
frt, ralpily iefo port I g«\
Dbo^a ** Burenin oonla” werra me ao T
How it It I am fain to ting ?
t»it l>oceuao tug mother atanda—
The -virgin-mother, fair and wire—
luat whrro the Travel break on the wan At
•a^ita^t#^* iiai aalioiring hand*,
^IXtflig «o tjvxl he/ praying oyca ?
9,frl*nd % I’nl drifting from your right—
The home-light* hrigliton momently —
fet Mt imoo more ymir aignrl-Hght,
In aaawrr to my u,«t g<v d-nlght,
ind tell nu you are gtad for mef
» A VOhtVKM AS’S MISTAKE.
,It wux a dull, rainy day, toward the
cud of August—one o( theme days when
earth and skv alike tiri> pray and dreary,
and tlur raindrops pattering against the
window sound like human sobs. The
dock flint hung against, the wnll pointed
to the hour of 3 in the afternoon, and
I wiut sitting ,by myself ill our little in
ner ojllcc, looking out at tho expanse of
dull, gray wall Unit formed my only
proapeet from the not ovrr-olenn win
dow, and thinking, I had read every
squnre itieti of type in tho newa;ia]iera;
1 had made out all the ticOt’iMry papers
ami ilocntownto, utul now, with literally
" nothing lo d'>,” I wuh musing about
Kitty Elton, and wondering bow long it
would be buforo 1 ahouhl be able to
marry her,
Denr little Kitty I Nile was sx snrpe»
and ns patient as it was in tho nature of
a tvOriuiu to be, bnt 1 knew it was a hard
life i,.i her in that ovorerowdod milli
ner's work-room, day after day and
motillt a ter month, ami 1 longed to set
her flee from iHG monotonous captivity.
Hhe wiw a pretty, blue-eyed girl of 20,
with a dimple in her chin, am hoswixit-
esi roses on her cheek that ever inspired
I tie pell of II [xx't. 1 WHS III) |ss't, yet I
think 1 understood and appreciated all .
her womanly grace and deliento beauty
ua fully as i[ my heart's thoughts eotild
shape themselves into Verse, And it
was of them 1 was tlilnkirfg when the
door opened ami Mr. Cion nor came in.
Alf. ,CJemnr wasjpur "eUist" it dark,
silent littlo man, with square, stern
metith iui.1 eloutlwl gray oyM/Ahifh iq>-
pekioit almost expressionless fclum they
l 1 )*. Vei4> tfirtn’fl' fxtfT upon you, uud yet
V'Hleli aft 1 mod ♦') st e every tiling at a
"l* 1 ^ l ' ,u ‘J 1 ' WP.
" Meredith,”, lie Haul in a quiet, sub'
Uyed tojii^ JJyjt was natural to’him,
t " r'm 11 !'. > ou »''«•» geOiag tired
et .llllllll ntV i,!.'
„ ^ "»»vt
.■] V ‘*rWj lV, i llaNo something for yym to
i.a— fle.l’# t J . It
" What is it, sir ?”
' * tiling Cut will tiring you birth
i : Jnl Jignjs, if you manufe it
sKilHimy- I had intended to go oiyself
1,1 .I.hq^swfnuistanres luqipeu uutowardiy,
|t( « ■ olid I ahull send yon instead.”
Ttemling his Jiend toward me and
•pen alty scarcely above a whisper, he
► >• . Vhl me the sjx*ci V business on xvlucli 1
was fh m sent, 'Thera hnd lieiu, it
seems, u series at very heavy lingerie,
bib ly 'coiunrhtv'd, with n boldness and
1 UndftMfV tluit fairly seemed to sii tho
wnMioi'H-tes nt> defiance. For soiuritimn
J he Mad been In Jpubt as tp tlyo exact
*** W-AVi (. ‘ hut, after
M ^ ^l*'Vjiefratoi, a/ thy crime,
muon quiet investigation and eiiting
lilUiTf ^iild U^ilfmr, lioliad detcetoil the'
. likjiien’ jsi'qjiig—yuo Pcrlsy Mattefoii—
who had skillfully eludod all pufsuit,
,j nuil was nuw icjia* nluuo hiiLiug id tJm
,41 ■■ Quraheuatcra portion of the State, llis
■-bihrreaknits • hft<l life 11 usccrtalnaii as
^ . tyiij'ly as pmsyhlr, slid it was for ipe to
go quietly up and apprehend hint, be
fore he should become aware of our'
kturwledg^yrf alt liis movements.
I snt listening to all tho vafionij de-
- ' tails of our plan us they w, re sketched
otit Uy Mr. Cleaner. The reward that
hud been privately ntiered won high.—
my lnxirt leaped ns 1 reflected how nmeli
'nearer if would bring mo to Kitty 1’Jtou,
nor dtfl thrt enferprise seem partieiijarly
difficult to aeeomplish.
"Poybu tliiuk you can do it?" Mi.
Oleiinur naked, after the whole thing had
been hud before me.
“ Ten, sir. When shall I start ? ”
II Now—within halt an hour.”
“Yes , why not? ’
1 eonld think of no sufficient reason
“ except onb, which 1 did not euro to com-
41 ' muuieato t<n,my superior—the longing
wish to see Kitty once more before I
it«rted,
“,Tusl as yon aeeiile, MV. Clenner, of
oonrse,” I anid, rising. “ If I take the
4 o'clock express I shall be there by day
light to-morrow morning.”
‘‘Yes ; anil that is altogether the best
■j • -.plan. lie wifi not remain long in any
one place just at present, depend upon
it and wlint vou have to do must be
* ( . ,4°P* at oupe.”
. Ail through t)*at long night journey I
mused to myself ujion the task that lay
before me. Tho house to which 1 was
direotod was iu the midst of woods, about
'V'7* . ttaif a mile beyond the village ct
' . . PrtjwirviMe—the residence of Mrs. Mat-
• tenon, the mother of the audacious forg-
«»'■>; feV.' If help was needed I was fully au-
- !ct th'qnzed.to call for itupon the constab-
.. **?V niiy’aulliorities ‘ of Drownville, but I
- 1 '’ ex|)(‘Ctc<l tq nijed ngue.
i** “ 'The rosy dawn was just flushing tho
' •• T - ^yteA's] nr wheii l alightoj, stiff, weary niv heart? Clara evidently thought
" i.O low Rr • 1- & :
stoa* | % j!' ,
.S.d 0
and jaded, from tho train, st the little
way ststion of Drownville,
“ Oxn yon direct me to Mrs. Matte-
son's plaoe I" I asked of th« sleepy
ststion -master, who was yawning behind
the little ftjiertare of the ticket office.
“ Matteson—Mrs. Mstteson 5 I don’t
know her, but I guess likely I oan tell
you where the lives. Jnat yon follow
the main street of the village out about
half a mile, end ye'll oome to a patch o’
woods with bars at the fence. Go
through them bars a little further nu,
and ye’ll see a little yr.llor house, juit
the last plsce iti the world where you’d
exjioot to see a house. That's where
Mrs. Mstteson lives."
I thanked my informant, and set out
on a brisk walk, carrying iny traveling
bag. It was quite n distance ere I
emerged from the suburbs of the “maiu
street ’’ into n quiet anil secluded road,
or, rather, Inuc, Tho “ patch o’ woods,”
with the bars, and the “ little yaller
house ”—a cream-colored cottage, liter
ally overgrown with honey-sucklos—
rewarded my search, and as I knocked
st the door s clock somewhere inside
struck 7.
A decent-looking, elderly woman in
widow’s weeds came to the door.
“ Is Mr. Mstteson in ? Mr. Parley ! ”
" No,” she answered quickly, with,
as I imagined, rather a confused look.
] did not believe her, anil asked quietly:
“ When do you expect liiui homo?”
*’ Not at present.”
Apparently she expected mo to go
away, lint, instead, I sleppod in.
“ Mother,” asked n soft voice at tho
head of the stairs, " who Is it ?”
And then for the first time I became
aware that some one bail boon watching
our colloquy f,mu me head of the stall.
—a young girl, itresaed, like the mother,
in deep block, with very brilliant eyes,
and a profusion of jet-black ringlets.
“ Homo one to boo your brother.”
Khs enme half way down the stairs,
pushing hack her curls with one hand,
and looking at 1110 with wondrous eyes.
Even then her beauty struck me as I
•tood paring at her.
“Terry is not nt home,” she sniil,
hurriedly. “ He has gone away. We
do not know when lie will return.”
Evidently this mother mid daughter
wi re in tliuneerutof Mattesnu’s villainy,
and were doing their best to noreen him
from its consequences. My heart bh-d
for both of them, hut it was no tiuio to
indulge in sentimentality, .Speaking as
briefly as 1 could I told thorn it was my
duty to com|ml them to remain where
they were while I searched the house.
Mrs. Midtcson sat down pale and
trembling; her daughter oolpred high.
“Mother,” she said, “why do you
stand by and listen to such slanders?
It is false 1 Let this man search the
house if he will; my brother is as inno
cent as I am 1”
No opjMisition was offered to my
search. It was entirely fruitless, how
ever there was nowhere auy trace of
tho ltqwn bird. Nevertheless I con-
eltldeir to Temnin tlioro quietly for a day
or two, to sec what a little waiting might
bring forth.
Tho same afternoon Clara Muttcsoii
came in, as l sat by tho piar.r.a window,
keeping a quiet watch on all the sur
roundings.
"Mr. Meredith,” alio aniil, softly,
" mother thinks 1 have boon rude to you.
She says it was not your fault, iiersotial-
ly, that you were sent here—on such a
mistake, and perhaps she is right. I
am very sorry if I have hurt your fool-
iugs."
The pretty, penitent way in which
she spoke quite won my heart, and a
few questions on my part seemed to un
lock the hidden recesses of her coufl-
donce. 8I10 talked at first shyly, but
uiterxTurd with more assurance, of hor-
dt'lf, her absent brother and her mother,
giving tnu a thousand artlcHH little fam
ily details which I almost drended to
hear. The twilight talk was ono of the
pi ssontest of my hy-uo means univer
sally pleasant life, ami 1 waa considera
bly annoyed when it was broken in up
on by the arrival of the Drowuville con
stables who were to watch through the
night. At the sound of their footsteps
on the piazza floor, Clara rose up nnd
.sat down again, confused and friglit-
ened.
" O, Mr. Moreilith—those moa—”
“lie easy, Miss Mstteson," I said ;
"you shall in no wb.v bo annoyed by
them. Your privacy shall not be broken
in upon, believe me.”
"I know I mn silly," faltered Clara,
“ but oh I it seems so dreadful I ”
My orders to the moti were brief and
Buccinct. I stationed them ns seemed
best to me, and then returned to spend
the evening witli Miss Mstteson. And
when I was at length left alone I could
not help thiukiug—G<h1 forgive me—
how muoh moro winning ami graceful
she was than poor Kitty Elton.
At length an answer came to my re
port to Mr. Clenner—it was sin rt and to
the purpose :
“ Come back—vou are only losing
time. If tbo bird has flown we must
look elsewhere for him."
I read the missive with a pang.
Clara Mutteson’s cheek deepened in
color as I announced my departure to
her.
“You have been far kinder than we
dared to hope, Mr. Meredith,” she said
is I hold her hand in mine,
’’ Yon will think of me sometimes,
Clara ?"
1110 leader will easily see how oux iu-
timney nad progressed. She smiled,
hung her hood, and, taking a pair of
scissors from tlie table, severed one
bright block curl from the abundant
treses that hung over her forehead.
“ Keep this, Mr. Meredith, in memory
of me."
was—for she had laughed, hut did not
seem displeased.
Mr. Clonher seemed annoyed when I
got bark to tho bureau—rather an un
reasonable proceeding on his part, for I
certainly did all that man could do under
tho circumstances.
“ We have been mistaken nil tho way
through, it aaems," he said, biting his
lip. “Strange—very strange—I was
never mistaken Indore in my calcula
tions. Well, we must try agniii,"
I went to Kitty Elton’s that night,
Hhe received mo with a sweet, shy sad
ness of welcome that should have mode
me tho happiest man in tho world ; but
it did not. Clara Matteson’s dark beauty
seemed to stand lwtween me and her
like a visible burner. Whon I took my
leave there were tears in her eyos,
“ Kitty, you aro crying I ”
"Because yon ore changed. Edward,
yon do not love mo as well as ycu did I"
“Kitty, what nonsense) I”
I woa voxed with her, simply lmeaine
I knew her accusation was true, But T
kissed hor once more, nnd took my lenvo,
moody, and dissatisfied.
When I reached the office next morn
ing, Mr. Clenner was not there.
" Ho has gone to Drownville,” said my
fellow detective ; " ho wont last night.’,
" To Drownville I”
I waa seriously annoyed. Did Mr.
Clenner distrust tho aocnrscy of my re
ports? Or did he imagine that I was
unable to institute a thorough anil com
plete investigation of tho premises ?
“ It’s very strange," I mused uloud.
“ .Tones laughed.
“ Well,” he said “you know Clenner
has a way of doing strange tilings. De
pend upon it, ho Iiuh good reason for his
conduct,"
I wna sitting at my desk two days
subsequently, whon tho door glided
noiselessly open anil Clenner himself
ontored.
“You are back again, sir? and what
luck ? ”
" The liest.”
"You don’t mean to say it”
“Edward Meredith, I knew I could
not he entirely mistaken. Parley Mat-
teson is in the next room — half nu
hour from now he will he in prison.”
“ Where did you apprehend him ?’’
“ At home in his mother's house.”
“But—”
“ He was there all the timo yon re
mained there. Ned, my hoy, you've
mndo a blunder for oneo ; but don't let
it linppon again,”
“ Whut do you monn, sir?”
For reply he opened the door of tho
private inner apartment, Ids own special
sanctum. A slight, hovish figure leaned
against the window smoking a cigarette,
witli black curls tossed buck from a
marble-white brow, and brilliant eyes.
Ho mockingly inclined Ins howl as I
stared at him, with a motion nut unfa
miliar to me.
“ Clara Mattesnn I ”
“Yes,” he said, ill a soft, sarcastic
voice ; "Clara Mnttoson, or Perloy Mat-
teson, #>r whatever you olioose to call
me 1 Many thanks for your politeness,
Detective Meredith, nnd, if you would
like another lock of linir—"
I turned away, burning soarlot, while
Mr. Clenner closed the door.
“ Never mind, my boy, it will lie a
lesson to you," lie mild, laughing. “ lie
makes a very pretty girl, but I am not
at all susceptible.”
What a double-dyod fool I had boon!
I hud luat the reward—failed in the esti
mation of my fellow-officers, and be
haved like a brute to poor Kitty—nnd
all for what ?
I went to Kitty and told her tho whole
atory, and, to my surprise, the dear,
faithful little creature loved 1110 just hh
well as ever.
" I won’t he jealous of Porley Matte-
son, Edward,” she said, smiling, “what
ever I might bo of bis sister. And,
dearest, don't be discouraged. I'll wait
as long as you please, nnd you will he 11
second Mr. Clenner yet.”
Hhe was determined to look on the
bright side of things, this littlo Kitty of
mine I But 1 felt the mortification none
tho less keenly, although, as Mr. Clea
ner Buid, it would undoubtedly prove 11
good lesson to me.
Perley Matteson’s girlish beauty is
eclipsed in tho State's prison—nor do I
pity him. The stake for which lie
played was high—and lie lost.—Chicago
Inter Ocean.
oir.
Was 1 foolish to press Iho jetty l'ing-
-t to my lips ere 1 laid it closely against
Thu report of the Britisli Postmaster
General shows an increase of 14.8 per
cent, in the numbor of registered letters
for the postal year eudod March 81, and
u decrease of 2.2 per cent, in number
and 2.7 )>er cent, in amount of money-
orders for the same period. Tho money-
order system has not oome up to public
oxjieotatiou either in this country or
Great Britain. It is a clumsy contriv
ance. Tliero aro too many forms to bo
observed ; the delay in getting tho order
or the “ advice ” is often considerable,
and the loss of lime in proportion. The
utility of the money-order is much di
minished in this country by permitting
the clerks in large cities to keep bank
hours. Laboring men and women who
have to go to the office in person to get
orders cashed or written lose part of
their valuable time merely to save the
postal clerks from inconvenience. Tht
money-order system is, in a measure, 11
failure. It will eventually be super
seded by the introduction of negotiable
postal checks and an extension of the
registry system, which is now almost nil
absolute protection against loss, and is
more expeditious and economical aud
simpler than the money-order.
The hippodrome in Paris recently
started running-matches for ladies, and
at Niraes tho organizer of the hull-fights
has engaged women instead of men to
act as matadors.
HOW THEY PLAYED IT
DISCO YE HE It.
Ho was on liis way homo from Lend-
villo, says an exchange. He had on •
ragged, old summer snit, a bad hat, and
ho hnd been taking his meals about
thirty hours apart to make his money
carry him through.
"Yes; I liko the country out that
wny,” he replied to the query. “ Tho
climate is good, the scenery is fine and
some of tho people aro as honest as
needs 1«. The tronble is knowing how
to take the bad ones.”
" I should think that would lie easy.”
"Yes, it looks that way ; bnt I had
some ex]>erienee. I am the original dis-
kiverer of the richest mine around Ijcad-
ville. Yes, I am the very man, though
you couldn't think it to see these old
clothes.”
" Then you don't own it now?”
" Not a bit of it. I’ll explain. I was
piking around on the hills and fouud
signs. I collected acme Rjieeimens for
assay, staked off a elaim anil vent off to
tho osHiiyerV. It was two days Imforo
lie lot me know that I had struck the
richest ore that he had ovor assayed, and
then I hurried back to my claim. Hang
my buttons if it hadn't been jumped. ”
" How ?”
“ Why, a gang of sharpers hod found
tho s|iec, anil built up a |K>)e shanty,
and litiug out a sign of First Baptist
Church over the door. True ax shoot
ing, they hail; anil tho law out there is
that no man cau sink a shaft within 200
feet of a church building. Tlioy saw me
coming, and when I got them were hold
ing a revival. Tliero were six of them,
and they got up one aftor another and
told how wicked they hail boon and how
sorry they wore, anil—would you believe
it?—they had tho cheek to aslc ino to
lead off in singing. I went to law, but
they beat me. Throe days after tho ver
dict the First BaptistOharch was hunted
down, nnd before the ashes wore cold
the congregation were developing a mine
worth over $8,000,000. You see, 1 didn't
know how to tuko them."
"Was there any particular way to take
them?”
“ You bet there was 1 I ought to linvo
opened on tliat revival with a Winches
ter rifle, and given tho Coroner $50 for a
verdict that they came to their death
from too much religion.”
TUB KMULIHH •LOBE.
The average English joke tins its (xv
culiuritics. A sort of mollow distance.
A kind of cluudonod reluctance. A coy
and timid, yet trusting, though evanes
cent intangibility which softly lingers in
tho troubled air, and lulls the tired
senses to dreamy rest, like tho subdued
murmur of a hoarse jackass about nine
miles up the guloh. He must lie a hard,
mieil wretch indeed who has not felt his
bosom hoavo and the scalding tears steal
down liis furrowed cheek lifter he has
rend an English joke. There can be no
lmpu for the man who has not been
touched by the gentle, pleading, yet all
potent, sadness. oihIkhKh^ in the humor
ous paragraph of tho true Englishman.
One may fritter nwny his existence in
chasing the follies of our day and gener
ation and have naught to look hack iq>on
but a choice assortment of robust regrets,
but if he will stop in liis aud career to
road an Eugliih pun his attention will
be culled to the solemn thought that life
is ufter all but a tearful journey to the
tomb. Death and disaster on every hand
may fail to turn the minus of n thought
less world to serious matters, but when
the London funny man grapples with a
particularly skittish and evasive joke,
with its weeping-willow attachment, and
burls it at a giddy anil reckless liumaui-
ty, a prolonged wail of anguish goes tip
from broken hearts and a aowW pnll
hii.igs in the gludsome sky like a pair of
soldier pants with only one suB)>endsr.—
Laramie Hoomerang.
According to tho rerncions foreign
correspondents, ’is 'ighness llalhcrt
Hcilward, and his most gracious mother
her Majesty the Queen, have had a
regular old out-and-outer. The privacy
of tho royal house has Ix-eu so far in
vaded as to secure the facts. The royal
family of England is intermarried witli
all the petty Kings and I’rinces of tho
continent, aud, according to custom,
when any poor relation dies the whole
hr useholil must go into mourning. Tho
Duke of Hairy Coburg died a few days
ug<>, just when the Goodwood races were
in full swing, nnd when the Prince of
Wales wuh enjoying himself very much
indeed at the niausioii of the Duke of
Richmond. Instantly (ho Queen tele
graphed to tho Prince, desiring him to
return to London. The Prince sent
hack word that he could feel just as sor
ry for the departed second cousin nt
Goodwood a* at Marlborough House.
The Queen insisted on his not going to
the races. The Trinco replied thut lie
must, whereupon the Queen, in a grant
rage, telegraphed positive orders to the
Duke of Richmond not to ullow any
dancing at Goodwood House during the
races. Thus Wales went to the races
during the daytime, hut had to content
himself without disporting the light fan
tastic toe, which he loves to wield when
there are moderately light, fantastic
Indies about. When tho Prince next
mot the old lady she gave him a piece of
her mind, and but for his age and size
would doubtless Lave warmed bis royal
trousers.
stories aDout inmans who nave taaen
kindly to tho plow, and who have even
worn toothpicks, oome in from the West
now nnd then, but not until lately woe
there any positive evidence that the sav
age iH becoming really oivilized. White
Thunder buttonholed Secretary Kirk
wood and actually asked him for an
office—the i>osition made vacant by the
death of Spotted Tail. It is true that the
Secretary has no control of the chieftain
ship of the Brule Sioux, hut the faot re
mains that the Indian is su office-seeker,
and therefore civilized.
OUM JVVESILE3.
Th* Anhrry Club.
Ill try the arrow
And band th* bow;
Tha arc hen. are watttaf,
And we matt go.
Oor chib bee offered
A lovely prt*e—
A bow end quiver
Of man tier site l
The bow of laneo-wood
la five fleet long;
The feathered arrowe
Are true aud strong.
If I ahould win it—
Oh, dearie me I
The happieet girl
In i-M world Fd be!
Wc each have a name
In our “ Indian Club n
Will ie our chieftain,
“ Rutva-dib-dub.”
f am ,4 Palebloeeom,”
Queen of our reoe;
Elate in 14 lioeebud,”
Currie **Brcwnfaoe.”
41 Eagle-Eye,” 44 BUdthawk,”
4 * Nft*A»-«iy-die, M
44 Thundercloud,” * 4 Snowflake,”
44 Up-ln-the-eky,'*
Are tiUre we give
To Charley and Dan,
Rtdiert and Eddie,
Lily and Fan.
Oh, which of theee ten
The prise ahall win T
I hear them coining
With whoop and dm I
And now to meet them
We’ll *]>e*d away ;
Then 1 ahaiI tell yon
Who wiua to-day T
— Ttmlh't Oomjtanion,
Orandpn*B Wolf Story.
"Grandpa, won’t you tell us stones
ifoin now till bed-timu about what hap-
I>cned a long time ago, when yoii first
came to Lwliana ? ” said a littlo girl to
her grandpa, a few evenings ago.
Ho grandpa related to us a story of a
young mail being pursued by wolves,
which occurred in Putnam county, in
the early settlement of that part of tho
country. At that time there wero a
great many wolves in the woods. The
men would take their guns and go to
bunt them.
"Oneevening,’’said grandpa, “aparty
of these men met at ono of the houses in
tho settlement to go wolf-huuting. As
they were making preparations for the
limit, in order that they might be more
successful, they nibbed a certain kind of
oil on tbe soles of their boots, tho scent
of which attracts the attention of ani
mals. While doing this a young man,
being present, asked them to put anno
on his ImmiIm, only making light of them,
which they did. Then thoy aot out on
their hunt. This young man hod quite a
distance to travel that evening through
a dense forest in which wero no settle
ments. As he walked leisnrely along all
went on quietly for a time, bnt at length
his attention was attracted by the howl
of a wolf; however, at first it caused no
particular alarm. But, licfore he had
proceeded far, lie found that tho wolves
were collecting in quite a large number,
anil were fust pursuing him. At this be
beeums much alarmed; ho knew that
before bo could reach home, or even get
out of the forest, the wolves would over
take him. He saw he must soon seek a
place of refnge from tho hungry and ex
cited beasts.
" He quickened Ills pace from a slow,
leisurely xvalk to a hurried run, yet liis
pursuers were rapidly gaiuing on him.
He now espied a partially completed hut,
in which he thought to take refuge, but
on rooehing the place the wild animals
were so close upon him he had not timo
to dose the door, bnt sprang ^up<in the
joists, for there was no ceiling or loft in
the house, lint soon fonnd this to be no
place ot safety, as tno woives leaped
fiercely at him. But now ho must plan
seme menus of escape, so he seized a
board with which lie managed to push
the door shut; then, slipping a board in
the roof, he climbed out and down tho
outside of tho hut. Louviug liis enemies
Intrapped in the room, ho hastened to
the nearest settlement and got help and
killed the beasts which hail so eagerly
pursued him. There wero about fifteen
of tho wolves. He proved moro success
ful than the hunters.”—Indianapolis
Journal.
The AjtprcHflce** l.rap.
Hnnset over London on a fine summer
evening in tho days of “genid Queen
Bess; ” tall, quaint old houses, with
peaked roofs and countless gables, stand
ing up on every sido. and the Thames
lying in the midst liko a broad sheet of
gold, save where it was flecked by tho
dark shadow of London bridge, then n
regular street, with houses along each
side of it.
.Tust above tho middle arch rose a
houso larger than tho rest—that of Sir
William Hewet, cloth-workor and Burg
ess of the city of London. The sunset
pilule a glory upon the windows of the
old mansion and lighted up the balcony,
ou which Sir William’s baby daughter
was crowing and clapping hor tiny
hands with great glee at the sight of it.
nnd stole into the work-room, where
the youngest apprentice, Edward Os
borne, was beginning his task by sing
ing the ballad of “Brave Lord Willough
by,” wbioh was ns jiopalar in tliat sge
an “Glory Hallelujah ’’ is in this.
“Ah, If I could bnt have a chance ot
doing such a deed as that,” murmured
tho boy as he ended.
“ Well, well, my brave lad,” answered
the cheery voice of old Sir William, who
had entered the room unperoeived,
“ you're on the ngtr„ road to tt by being
diligent at your work. Keep to that,
meanwhile, nnd never fear but the
chance of doing great deeds will oome
all in good time. ”
Little did either speaker or hearer
glides how soon and in what way those
words wero to come true. (Scarcei v nail
the old knight left the room when the
boy was startled hy a sudden shriek
from the balcony overhead, and hy
something white flashing past the win
dow. Sir William Howet’s only child
gggpgffgB—
had Va p«<| out of her nnrae’s arms, and |
fallen headlong into the river.
The faint splash waa instantly an
swered by a much louder one, and the
distracted household, as they rushed in
% body to the fatal balcony, saw Ed
ward Osborne’s brown curly head far
down the smning stream, snooting
straight as an arrow toward the tinv
white rpeck that floated a little lieyond
him.
“ He has her 1"
"Nol ”
"Yesl"
"No, he’s gone past. Htay 1 he's
turning again.”
« Hurrah 1 lie’s got her st last. Thank
God."
The anxious father’s straining eyes
were already too dim to see anything
clearly, bnt the joyous shout of the
keen-eyed servimr-men told him that all
was weu, and in auoiner moment no was
hurrying towaid the scene of action as
fast as his feet could carry him.
But tlie jieril was not over yet. Good
swimmer ns ho was, the furious whirl of
tho current, together with the weight of
his own wet cTotlies and tnose nt the
child, wna fearful olds against the bravo
apprentice. Twice liis head dropped
below the surface, and all seemed over :
bnt he still hold the rescued infant
above the water with one hand, while
struggling for life with the other.
“Courage, my hearty," said a hoarse
voice beside him. “Hold up just an
other minute, and all’s well."
At the sumo moment a Ixiat pulled by
two sturdy watermen, who had put off'
from ttie shoro ou the first alarm, came
sweeping up to the sinking boy. A
strong hand caught the child from his
failing grasp, while, in another instant,
ho wns seised and dragged into the Ixiat
after her, just as the last remnant of liis
overtasked strength gave way.
"Git her head round, Tom,” said ono
of the lxintmou to his comrade, " anil
pull with a will, for that’s the young
ster's father running this way, or I'm
much mistaken.”
(Scarcely had the boat touched the
wharfher return, whon old Hewet
sprang into her like a madmnn, nnd,
finding his child unhurt, flung his arms
round tho neck of the half-drowned ap-
jreutice.
"God bless .nee, my son I ’’ oriod he,
fervently. “ Let them never call thee a
Ixiy furnin, for fow men would have dared
as much.”
“Let them call him a hero,” Haid a
voice behind him.
Tho boy lookixl up with a start. Bo-
fore him stood the handsomest man he
hnd ever seen, in a rich court dress,
looking down upon him with grave,
kindly eyes. It was Sir Walter Raleigh,
famous oven then as one of the greatest
men whom England bad over produced,
but dew».neii lo oucuiuo moro tnrnou*
still as the colonizer of Virginia.
Ten years from that day there wns a
great merry-making in the old house on
London Bridge, and Sir William Hewet,
still brisk and cheery an ever, though
liis hair was now white as snow, sat at
the head of his own table, amid a circle
of guests, whose names are in every
history of England. At his right hand sat
liis daughter’s newly-made husband—a
tall, fine-looking young mAn, whose
clear, bright eyes faced that brilliant
iiHscmblugc as boldly as they hnd looked
down ou tho foaming waters of tho
Thames years before.
“ This is the man to whom I have
given my girl, fuir sirs,” Baid the old
knieht. “ Many a rich man and mnnv
a grandee have asked me for her ; but
1 always said, ' Let the liest mau win.’ ”
“ And so he has,” cried Hir Walter
Raleigh, grasping Osborne’s hand;
“ nnd the fairest lass in London may be
proud to bear his name, for I’ll warrant
it will lie famous yet.”
Raleigh s|>oke truly. A month later,
tlie cx-annrontice was Hir Edward Os
borne; yet s tew years, and he had bo-,
oome Sherifi ; and when the Hpauish
Arrunda came, foremost among tho de
fenders of England wns Osbomo, Lord
Mayor of London, from whom tho
EugliHh Dukes of Leeds are still proud
to trace tlieix descent.—Harper's Young
People.
SAME SPEECH.
Sometimes, but rarely, one may be
caught making the same s(>eeeh twice
over, and yet lie held blameless. A cer
tain lecturer after performing in an in-
land city, whore dwells a littcratricc ot
note, wus invited to meet hor with oth
ers over the social tea-cup. She pleas
antly referred to liis many wanderings
in his new occupation. "Yes,” he re
plied, " I am like tho huma, tho bird
that never lights, lieing always in the
enrs, iU he is always on the wing.’’
Years elapsed. The lecturer visited the
same place, luul another Bocial cup after
the lecture, and a second meeting with
the distinguished lady. “You aro con
stantly going from place to place,” she
said. “Yes,” he answored, “I am like
the liuma,” and finished the sentence oa
before.
What- horrors when it flashed over
him that ho had made this fine speech,
word for word, twice ovor I Yet it wa*
not true, as the lady might have inferred,
that he luwl embellished his conversation
with tho huma daily during that interval
of years. On the contrary, he had
nover once thought of ttie odious fowl
until the recurrence of the same circum
stances brought up the same idea. He
should have been proud of the accuracy
of his mental adjustments.
A shipment ol 1,962 pounds of gold
quartz, from Nevada county, Cal., wns
lately reduced nt Han Francisco, yield
ing $116,337. This is considered to huve
been the richest spiecimen of gold quartz
ever obtained from any mine. In weight
one-quarter of the material was gold ; in
bulk one-twenty-eighth, a» the spe
cific gravity of the rock in which gold is
found is seven times less than tliat of
gold.
PLEASANTRIES.
A perfectly square man is 'round nt
the right time.
Bees think there is no place like comb
-—houey comb.
After man came woman, nnd she
lias been after him ever since.
Electricity in Franklin's timo was a
wonder • now wo make light of it.
The difference between n boy and a
lice is that a boy’s happiest days are his
school days, and a lxx)'s are '.ts swarm
days.
A little boy remarked; "I hke
grandpa because be is such n gentle
manly man; he always tells mo to liilp
myself to sugar.
Wb aro told that a man’s Ixxly is
tnree-fourths composed of water, but it
is hard to believe this while looking at
a Cincinnati man. —Poston Post
Old proverb : “ The darky s hour
is just before the dawn,” remarked
Sambo, when ho started out liefore day
break to steal a young chicken for
breakfast.
It is said that kerosene will remove
stains from furniture. It has also been
known to remove the furnitnre, stains
and all, with the stove and a red-headod
servant girl thrown in ofttimes.
Whenkvkr au enthusiastic fisherman
speaks of choice trout as "speckled
beautieSj” all tho freckled-faced girls
within hearing simper, blush and mur
mur : “ O, tho insincere man.”
Miir. Sprigoins was boasting of her
new house. Tho windows, she said,
were all stained, "Tliats too bad 1
But won’t turpentine or benzine wash it
off?" asked the good Mrs. Oldbody.
“ I’ve often hoard of the fruits of mar
riage,” said Bubbles, when informed
tlint he was the father of twins ; " but 1
most seriously protest against having
those fruits presented to me in tho shape
of pairs.”
A cmrHicH lived; a chicken died;
11 in drotnutioltii end hl§ wlnge wero fried,
Hie feathers by a dealer dried,
And, very shortly after, dyed.
Boul he had none. Admitting that,
How comae itt There U|M>n her hat
Ilia plntnea—a iuo r 1*1 chtckeiTa—rlee
A glorious bird of paradise.
" Ah,” said a great rascal to a writer,
" what a capital story you could mako
if I were to toll yon my lif6.” “Go
ahead, I'm listening." " Yes, but you
see that which is interesting I can’t toll,
and that which I can tell is not interest
ing.”
At the restaurant: " Bali 1 what a
steak. One-half the cookH ought to be
sent whore they came from.” "Yes,
bnt where do they come from ?” " linvo
you never heard that Cxxl sens* the
food and the other gentleman tho
rxxiks ?"
" Where Is tho island of Java sit
uated ?” asked a school-teoelie* of a
small, rntlior forlorn-looking boy. "I
dunno, sir.” “ Don’t you know whero
coffee comes from? ” " Yes, sir, wo
borrows it rondy parched from the next-
door neigh bor.”
Hwkkt flowers! that from your sunny noofe»
Give welcome to the vernal sun!
How Joyous as each bright»ye looka
Aloft, doth soom tho life began,
llow eloquent yo seem of duy§
When lover* near yonr haunts will chance;
And she your dainty forms will prsle^
Aud ho up sodded cliffs will pranu.,
Aud got—much vordure on his panw
The last word received from the ad
venturous Stanley was to the effect tliat
ho was lying at tho point of donth in
Central Africa. |Tlio universal sympa
thy which his death under such circum
stances would excite, would show how
different liis position is now from
wliut it was when lie first, became known
as an African explorer. Doubts wero
then cast u|K)ii liis voracity. It was said
tlint liis reports from Livingstone wore
bogus aud sensationnl; that ho lind
merely skirted the coast and returned to
civilization ; that ho wns not much of nn
explorer after nil. Then liis science was
attacked, liis written style, liis courage,
anil finally his humanity. He came out
of the trial well. Every word tlint he
brought from Livingstone was estab
lished by proof. He added to his other
exploits the marvelous trip down the
Congo, and nt last had the pleasure of
sceiug his famo as an African exploror
resting upon a solid foundation His re
turn to the Dark Continent on a commer
cial expedition was a wild goose chase.
He must have known that the plan of
fixing trading-stations in Equatorial Af
rica was doomed to failure. His con
nection with that enteqirise is tho moro
remarkable on this account. The New
York Times advances u new theory to
account for it, supposing him to have
been affected by tho African fever,
which has soized nil explorers before
him, and has seldom let one go until
death. Livingstone’s mind was touched
by it; and Stanley himself in liis last
visit to America allowed what ravages it
had wrought upon him. The theory is
ingenious and ulausiblo.
I'nE mummies fonnd recently nt
Thebes in an cxtraordinarily-excellent
iitnte of preservation were contempor
aries of Moses. One of them wns what-
we Americans call the " remains ” of the
particular Phnraoh who made it uncom
monly lively for the chuaen people be
fore they concluded t . quit tho land of
Egypt and the house of bondage. Sev
eral papyri, supposed to be of great his
torical value, aro exhumed with tho
company of Kings and I’rinces, some
thirty-six in all. These papyri hnvo
not yet been deciphered. Should they
be, some additional mistakes of Moses
muv be discovered.
Canes cut from tho battlefields of
Chicamuuga anil Mission Riilgo will
soon bo offered for sale ut $1 each, to
raise funds for the erection of a $10,000
Methodist Church in Chattanooga.