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SOCIETY GOSSIP. Miss Dora Richards—One of the most popu- lar young ladies of Atlanta, daughter of S P. Richards, of this city, and niece of the well- known artist, Addison Riehards, was married Thursday evening to Mr. J. J. Sullivan, a prom inent business man of Atlanta. The marriage ceremony was performed at the Second Baptist church by Rev. Dr. Spalding. The bride wore brown silk, richly trimmed, the bridesmaids were also dressed in dark-colored silks. \ re ception at the home of the bride's father fol lowed the church ceremony. A brilliant wedding took place in Rome last Thursday evening when Miss Rosa, daughter of Judge John Underwood, was married to Captain Cha.les Clark of Augusta, the marriage taking place at St. Peters church in the presence of a large assemblage of friends, and being followed by an elegant reception at the residence of Judge Underwood, where there was a handsome dis- P^ a Y wedding presents, couspicious among which was a solid silver service from ex. Gov. Joseph Brown. The bridal party left on the north-bound train for a visit to New York and other cities, Mr. Howell Erwin of Atlanta, was married Thursday evening last to Miss Tharp of Perry, Ga. The bridal party came direct to Atlanta where a handsome reception awaited them at the residence of Dr. Johnson. The social event of Baltimore last week was the wedding of Mr. Harry Ford and Miss N'.nnie Brown, who were married in St. Peters Catholic church. The bridal cortege was very shei wy, there beiDg four ushers and three brides maid 0 , two of the latter dressed in light blue silk and oue in pink. The bride, a graceful brunette, wore rich corded white silk, trimmed with point d' applique lace, a tulle veil, orange dower wreath aud solitaire diamonds. A golden wedding was celebrated in Baltimore last Sunday. The happy couple, who were bride and groom fifty years ago, were Mr. and Mrs. Tobias Hartz. The parties recieved many beau tiful and costly presents in gold. A sumptuous supper was a feature of the intertainment. A new Order known as Knights and Ladies of Honor has recently been organized in Richmond Va. M irtha'Washington Lodge met in order to confer degrees upon and deliver the jewels to the ladies who have recieved the order. Among the excibationsof industry at the Rich mond Fair was an exqusite set of jewelry made of the scales of black bass canght in St. Johns river. The maker was a lady of Jacksonville Florida. As the happy couple were leaving the church the husband said to the partner of his wedded life: 'Marriage mnst seem a dreadfnl thing to you; why. yon were all of a tremble, and one could hardly hear yon say “I will.”’ ‘I will have more courage and say it louder next time,’ said the blushing bride. Marriage customs and marriage manners differ in some respects in different parts of the country. Thns at the marriage of his Highness, the Mah- arajb of Mysore, the following pretty recitation formed a portion of the ritual uttered by the bridegroom in musical Sanskrit. The groom commenced, ‘Well be it,’ and reoites the fol lowing : Who gave her? To whom did he give her ? Love gave her ! To Love he gave her. Love was the giver, Love was the taker, Love 1 may this be thine. With love may I enjoy her! Love has pervaded the ooean. With love I acoept her 1 Love ! may this be thine. A Philadelphia dancing-master is about in troducing a new dance especially for fat people. All the performers have to do is to sit on the door and kick. What a contrast there sometimes is between an adjective and its adverb ! For example, the one who is constant in love, and the one who is constantly in love! A Nashville belle has feet that do not match. Both are perfect in shape, but one is a number one and the other a number four. She always puts her best foot forward. At a recent marriage in a suburban town, the bridegroom when asked the important question if he would take the lady for better or for worse replied, in a hesitating manner: ‘Well I think I will.' Upon being told that he must be more positive in his declaration he answered: ‘Well, I don't care if I do.’ Capk John Opie of Stannton Va., returned home lately with his beantifnl bride, Miss Ida Fletcher, daughter of Rev. R. Fletcher pastor of the Presbyterian church in Clarksburg Va. A correspondent wishes to know something concerning the Jewish marriage ceremony and ‘if they drink wine from the crystal goblet and then break the goblet at the foot of the alter.’ No; it was formerly the custom to sip wine, but it is now obsolete.. The ceremony opens with prayer, in which the question is addressed to the bride and groom severally: ‘Are yon freely and irrevocably resolved to be joined in matri mony ?’ The response of the bride is, ‘Before God and these witnesses I accept to be my lawful husband, and vow to be nnto him a devoted wife, and to love him and honor him i r> health and in siokness. Thy sorrows shall be my sorrows, and thy joys shall be my joys. By this ring thon art sanctified to me as husband according to the laws of God.’ Tne groom re peats a similar form of words and in his turn betsows a ring. An address and benediction conclude the oeremony. One question uppermost in the minds of the “swells" who visit the opera just now is, Shall black gloves be worn ? Several Englishmen who are here have introduced this fashion, and present paws as black as crows, in conjunction with their white vests. White is no more the striotly anthodox wed ding dress. Even at home and in the evening, brides wear oolored silks, and at church they are married in oloaks. At a recent wedding among the bon ton in Norwich Conn., the bride, Miss Saliie Osgood wore garnet brocaded velvet, with satin underskirt, trimmed with light-bine, and shoes to match A daughter of John Bright the great Commoner was lately married to a son of Admiral Carry, and her dress, bonnet and shoes were of silver gray satin. One of onr female teachers threatened to keep an nnrnly boy fifteen minntes after school. ‘I wish you’d make it half an hour,’ said the ap preciative youth, for you're the prettiest teaoher in this town.’ Twenty-one young girls of Kenasha, Wis., have ‘Resolved, That if tne young men won’t come and se ns,-we will go and see them.’ And the young men are stepping down and oat, and taking to the woods. Miss Gracie’s Experience. How She Began her Career a* an Actress and What Came of it. Many fashionable New York dressmakers save themselves the trouble of studying the rules of costnme by going to the theatre. The aotresses and the managers know better than to commit anachronism, and the ladies of the needle profit by their researches. They were waltzing round the ball-room gay Made bright with lights and mirrors fine; She turned her face from his away ; •Pray what’s the matter darling mine, Has what I’ve said giv'n thee offence. Has aught I’ve done, estranged thy heart? Tarn not from me your sweet face hence, I cannot, cannot from thee part!' How foolish Fred, you know l a fond, And as we pass yon pier glass bright, I only look from you beyond To see if my dress hangs all right!’ The story of the betrothal and intended mar riage of Samuel J. Tilden to Miss Nettie Hazle- tine, of St Lonis, is set at rest by an interview with the young l;dy in the Evening Post, of that city, in which she says: ‘Oh, no, there is not a particle of truth in it. It is the same old story that was told two years ago, which somebody seems to have renewed. Why, I never met Mr. Tilden. I met Governor Hendricks at Saratoga daring the presidential campaign, and he told me that Mr. Tilden expressed a desire to meet me, bnt he has never been introduced to me; besides, I never would marry a man so muoh older than myself.' The King of Siam has 3,000 wives. He is bald. The whisper of a beantifal woman can be heard farther than the loudest yell of duty. •Dipped into a weak solution of accomplish ments,' is the term now applied to those of our girls professing to be so highly ednoated. Miss Annie Bell Moreland is the prettiest lady, and Mr. D. H- McHenry the handsomest gentleman in Davies county, according to the opinion of Fair judges. Among the guests at the Arlingtcn last week were Colonel J. McCook, Hon. A. Alexander, Howard Carroll, Esq., and Mr. and Mrs. Ole Ball. The elegant mansion promises additional ad vantages and luxuries as a center of fashionable sooiety, and will be the headquarters of the re fined and elegant portion of the transient visit ors to Washington daring the coming season. At the marriage of Miss Annie MitcUel to Mr. Harry Pascal in Baltimore, the bride wore bronze silk trimmed with black velvet. The bridal presents were nnmerons and handsome and the collation an elegant one. The study of the science and geometry of dress'—otherwise dressmaking—is about to be introdnoed in the A and B intermediate grades of tne Indianapolis schools. While the girls are engaged in this study the boys in the schools will occupy themselves in drawing. Miss Graoio came to me and said she wanted to make some money. She thought she would like to do something whereby cash conld be ac cumulated. As she was a handsome, dashing brunette, I advised her to go npon the stage. She said she liked admiration, and as actresses had their fall share of that she believed she would try it. Armed with a letter of introduc tion to the manager of a first-class theatre, she made her application. He told her that ‘after six months’ study she might venture on the part of a soubrette.’ When she learned that this wits a chambermaid she was infinitely disgusted; be sides, she wanted to do somethihg right off. She tried another theatre, where they brought out ‘show pieces,’ bat here they wanted her to stand on one leg over a fonntain, in the midst of red fire. Unfortunately she was rather stout and tumbled over whenever she made the at tempt; so this wonld no^ do. Finally the man ager, who was prepossessed in her favor, told her that he was going to bring out ‘The Lost Child of the Prairies’ and he would give her a ooanoe to persooa'e the lo-t o'uld Shu bad not much to do except to wander over the prairies with a bunch of grass in her hands and listen to the ‘Bold Back of the Black Hills,’ who made Love to her. In the Inst act there was a cave scene, where a wicked Indian tried to carry her off to be his unwilling bride, and where she rose in the might of virtuous indignation and com pletely cowed him by moral force alone. Owing to the temporary sickness of the actor who was to personate the wild Indian, there was no re hearsal of the cave scene until the day before the play was to be presented to the public, and as Miss Grade had got thorngh all the other acts first-rate, she invited me np to witness the final rehearsal, I was quite delighted at the manner in which she performed the first two acts—walking about with her arms fall of straw to represent grass and oastiDg love-sick glances at the 'Bold Buck of the Black Hills’ to slow mnsio. As for ‘Bold Back,’ I didn't think much of him. He went through his share of the love- making just as though he was in the habit of do ing it every day of his life. At last the curtain rose on the final act. There was an awfal cave, with just a little hole to get in, and a fire burn ing in one corner. Miss Graoie, as the ‘Lost Child of the Prairies,’ sat in front of the stage on a stone, plaiting a wreath of flowers out of straw and saying: ‘Yes, to-morrow night I shall be his wife. How sweet that sounds 1 Yes, I shall bo married to Buck, the bravest of all the hunters of the hills. I think I see him now. He comes ! He is be hind me now; I feel his arm aiound my waist. 1 turn—he kisses me.’ All this time the wild Indian had crept through the hole. He stole up behind her, put his arm round her waist, and when she turned to Kiss Bold Buck. Wila Indian was to stand with tom ahawk uplifted to chop her head off. At this point it was intended by the author that the Lost Child should rise in all the majesty of virtue aud cry: ‘Down, miscreant I down! Lest I call on the lightning of heaven to avenge the innocent! and after a lively dialogue, a rock tumbles on the wild Indian and Bold Buck springs through the opening and embraces his love. Bat when Miss Grade said: ‘He kisses me!’ and tnrned round and saw the hatchet, she was so scared that she screamed and jamped away. The ac tor who personated the villain supposed that she did thi- to prolong the scene and increase the effect, and in order to do his part properly, gave vent to a war-whoop and followed her, at the same time drawing oat a huge bowie-knife. Miss Graoie, frightened almost oat of her wits, rushed from one part of the stage to another, displaying such real terror that all the people about the theatre gathered at the wings, applaud ing vehemently, under the impression that she was developing histrionic genius. ‘Go away ! she screamed. ‘Go away ! All of which seemed natural enough for any sort of a girl to say in such a position; and at last, seizing a pitcher of water, whioh had been left on the stage for the refreshment of the company, she flung the whole of its contents over the astonished trage dian, and then jumped into the the parquet, where she began to cry and sob violently, in vain the stage manager urged her to try the scene oyer again. It was a long time before she wonld cons tut to do it once more, and when f;hs finally acquiesced the personator of the wild In dian declined to play with one who would throw cold water over him. He said: ‘It was not for this the tragic rnnse first trod the stage.’ His friends gatnered around him, however, and at length persuaded him; and then the manager said be wouldn’t be bothered with two such fools, and they might go to some other place to act, as it was now his tarn to refuse. This end ed Miss Graoie's career as aa actress, and she cast about for some other avenue of employment. Stealing of A. T. Stewart’s Body. New York, November 8th. - Mrs. A, T. Stew art has offered a reward of $25 000 for the recov ery of the body of her late husband, stolen from the family vault in St. Mark's Church grave-yard, and the conviction of the thieves. A proportion ate snm will te paid for the recovery of the body. Early on the morning of October 7th, just a month ago, the assistant sexton of St. Mark's Church discovered that the Stewart family vault had been tampered with. The stone slab had been removed from its position and the earth disturbed several feet. As the slab was not over the opening of the vault the thieves did not get at the body. The sexton reported the matter to Judge Hilton, who ordered the seal to be placed a few feet from its true position, in order to de ceive any one attempting to steal the body. A watchman was also engaged, and he patroled the grave-yard every night until very recently. The discovery of the ontrage was made at 8 o'clock, Wednesday morning. The robbers had remov ed one stone from the opening to the vanlt, bro ken open three coffius in which the body was enclosed and carried away the contents, it is sup posed, in a sack. The robbery has caused great excitement in the neighborhood of the grave yard. The robbers, who were probably five or six in number, having entered the chnrch-yard, pro ceeded to remove the earth from the opening to the vanlt. This was soon accomplished by the aid of a shovel, which, with a dark lantern, they left behind them. They then pried np one of the stones, thns making an opening large enough to permit the entrance of two men simultane ously. There were several coffins in the vault, bat the robbers do not appear to have hesitated in choosing the right one. The outer casing of the cedar was easily broken open, and the second or leaden coffin was ripped open, apparently, with a large knife. There then remained the oaken coffin, which was also broken open. The body waB then taken out and placed in some sort of a sack, lifted np toward the opening, where there were probably other hands to re ceive it and carry to the iron railing around the church. The weight of the body was not very great, but it is still a question how it was pass ed over the railing, as all the gates were locked. The body was then probable put into a wagon and driven quietly away. It is worthy of notice that no footmarks were fonnd in the church yard, although the surface was soft after the fall of snow pnd rain last eve ning. It is, therefore,surmised that the robbers stepped from gravestone to gravestone, and thus made their exit, either on Stuyvesant street or Eleventh street. They wrenobed the plate off the casket and carried it away with them. Oa the whole, all indications point to a remarkably bold execution of a carefully prepared plan. The beats of two policemen terminate close to the church yard railings, and the two officers ought to meet there constantly during the night. Nei ther of them saw any thing to excite suspicion. Mr. Libbey, of th9 firm of A T. Stewart & Go., said to-day that the estate of A. T. Stewart will not offer a reward for the recovery of his body. It wilt give a $100 000 it need be for the detec tion and punishment of the outlaws, but not one cent to them for the return of what they have taken. Not a single cent will be paid in order to compromise this case fine face, as doubtless she, keen judge of human nktnre, saw this wincing under the fnllfiilment of her dnties. One day, her mother heart was flooded with snnshine. From afar, over the briny maiD, Sal- lie, Uer oldest daughter, came from Dresden, Germany, to brighten the mother’s heart in Spartanburg. Then came her third daughter, the handsome Mis3 Jimmie Harden, w*’o had been absent for nine years at Mrs. Tevis’ cele brated school in Kentucky. The staid teacher was transformed. Her brown eyes shone with the deep jij of her heart. Thon qrichly came Miss Lizzie, the last of the charming Misses Har den. Now indeed, was the mother in a revelry of happiness. These fine Kentucky girls were desperately in love with their mother and she forgot her forty-four years in the free, loving intercourse with her daughters. In all possible moments they were together, reaping profitable pleasures from every source. These bright summer days passed, then there came a time of sorrow, when all the bright sun shine seemed eclipsed by overwhelmning an- angnish. The nature of thi3 trouble was un known to the pupils, though with intuitive sight they understood its presence, and with natural cariosity strove to solve the cause. D ly by day the tall symmetrical form was seen mov ing amidst the familliar scenes, unflinchingly to dnty—Sometimes nature cried tor indulgence, and the shapely head, with its crown of raven hair was bent npon the desk to hide the flowiug tears; again the beautiful hands were clasped, and the eyes were raised in momentary prayer. For a weary time this sad season lasted - yet she grew calmly cheerful, and her prayers in the chapel became like inspirations from a spirit shrived of sin and imbued in heaven's own pu rity. Always affable, unoff >cted aud kind, under this discipline of sorrow, she became most loveable, benign and humble. Evidently a Master hand was at work, sculpturing this soul into a more perfect beauty, fitting it for-its place in the great hereafter. In dress Mrs. Gross was Puritanically plain and neat. Her slender parse forbade display, had it been possible for one engaged in the lofcy pursuits that engrossed, her, to indulge in any thing like vaniry in dress. Still on proper occasions, she knew how to use and not abuse the elegancies of becoming attire. The secret however of all her actions liy iu the foot that she was deeply in love with the grandest philosophy ever given to man, and this love swept from her soul all trivial affairs. Her chosen path was a high and difficult one. It de manded the sacrifice of time, talents, worldly affections, even life itself, and these she gave or was ready to give. Nothing could lure her from this ‘narrow way,’ Hence, like . 11 individuals whose lives are devoted to a grand purpose, she was remarkable every where—singled out from others, often left in lonely solitude because of this very onward, upward march of her soul. Time, time! how she valued it aud used it for | etornity A boy twelve years old committed suicide at Wennersvilie, Penn., the other day. This is be ginning and ending rather early in life. ‘Bill’ Longley, a notorious desperado who had murdered thirty-two persons, was hang at Giddings Texas, the other day. The particular crime for which he suffered death was the mur der of Wilson Anderson,in March, 1875. Long- ley was about twenty-six yeats of age. He walk ed upon the scaffold with a smile on his face and a lighted cigar in his mouth. A prairie fir« in Swift county Maine, cleared everything in its track on thirty square miles of territory, compelling the farmers to flee for safety and sweeping the farms of all coinbastible mate rial. Where once were hundreds of prosperous farms, ail is now a black desolate, area, and scarcely a dollar of property remains. Tne farmers in the fire-devoured region are desti tute, having lost everything except their lives. The trial of Jesse Billings, for the murder of his wile, held at B Alston New York, attracted great attention on account of the crime and the conflicting opinions regarding defendant’s guilt After a long and exacting trial the case was given to the jury, who remained iu deliberation sixty-one hours and then returned to the court room, stating they were unable to agree. The jury stood eleven for acquittal to one for con viction. A Leon Texas, young man w°nt into San Saba to marry his girl, but was coolly informed at the door by the old man that she had that morn ing fled with another fellow. ‘I can’t lose my dollar and a half,’groaned the jilted, who bor rowed a horse and side saddle, pursued the couple, brought her back and married her. William Blodgett, of Seuth Canaan, Connecti cut, who has been crazy for some years in dulged in a strange freak the other night. He went to the cemetery, dag np the remains of his brother, who had been dead five years, then procured a pitcher of miik of a neighbor and re mained at the grave all night bathing the skel eton in the belief that he would thus restore his brother to life. Queer Epitaphs. interest in t,he collection of Here is a mite of the result We have taken an our queer epitaphs, of our labors : In a church yard near Hartford, Connecticut, is the following: Here lies t wo babes so dead as nits; De Lord he kilt dem mid his ague fits. When ley was too good to live mit me, He took dem up to live mit He, So He did. On a tombstone erected over the body of a young Now, with her time is no more, but j la-iy in Dorchester, Mass., is the following: she encompassed her object, aDfl on that golden shore, exalts in her loftiest aspirations. ‘Go I thon and do likewise All The World Over* Silver is being mined in snoh large quantities in Nevada aud elsewhere as to be dropping in price at every fresh quotation. A large eagle was shot in Iowa the other day, jnst as he was oarrying away a big Shanghi ru oster from a farmyard. police stated that no arrest had been made in connection with the desecration of the Stewart vanlt. They appear to be utterly befogged as to perpetrated the ro'obery. The Sun says that among all the theories relative to this crime, none is more curious than that which attributes it to certain disappointed heirs or so-call Q d heirs of Mr. Stewart. Those who hold to this theory believe that the body was in order that a chemical analysis might , 3w'made’to detect traces of poisoning. The news of the desecration of Mr. Stewart’s grave was not conveyed to Airs. Stewart until last evening, when Judge Hilton called and broke the sad tidings to her as gently as possi ble, She was overwhelmed with grief, bnt fully coincided with Jndge Hilton in taking a firm stand against rewards. She expressed a willing ness to go to any expense to secure the arrest and conviction of the perpetrators of the outrage- Mrs. Jane T. G. Cross. BI GAGE HEMPSTEAD. Twenty years ago, in the excellent college at Spartanburg, S. C t , the brief fragment of twelve months of a noble life, was the joy and profit of a choice circle of friends, teachers and pupils. The new brick bnilding stood bare of orna ment. Tnev scarcely hinted of the galaxy of rare minds brought from different corners of the South to render thi3 youngest seat of learning first and best in the State. From that crown of gems, one shines clear and bright, all adown these years of ohange. What though the eyes look on other and dis tant skies, and thns wa3 borne from onr sight ; what though the exalting spirit after a space of ten more years was shrouded a moment in the dark folds of deatn, then bounded in ecstatic peace into the glory land. Ever the face, the form, the deeds of this woman, who was at once author, teacher, friend, wife and moth r, linger a sweet recollection in memory’s store-house. Mrs. Cross was given the position of moni- tress in the large, grim apartment known as the Study Hall. Here, from January till December, during school time, she sat teaching and keep ing an eye over the pupils, who filed in and oat, to and from, recitations all through the day. Here, eaob collegiate had her desk, and it sometimes occurred that the seats were all oo- oupied. Those who know girls and their pecca dilloes, will understand how difficult was the teacher's task. Order, silenoe and diligent stndy mast reign here to insure the success of the school, and how skilli'nlly this strong feminine spirit controlled these various and sometimes contrary natures. The discipline was mild, strict and so perfect that everything worked as regu larly as the clock, whose ticking was the londest sound beard in the room. Very seldom was the teacher's penetrating voice heard in reproof. Calm, self-contained, rigid with herself, she knew no deviation from the straight line that led to an accomplished task, a coveted goal. Yet, amid these stern dnties, her poet sonl was often regaled by the vivifying infinenoe of the bright, happy young people around her. Now she pauses to pen verses to her ‘flower girl,’ tne warm-hearted Mary B, then her eye tarns from the weary task to glean inspiration from ibe beautifal Saliie A. ‘Ah!’ she exclaimed, ‘that lovely face oarries me back to Italy and the ar tists’ studios and their marble beauties.’ Again she hastens to the side of a poor, jaded waif of a girl, trembling under some bodily derange ment, and this child of sorrow touches her wo man’s heart,and the tears oonrse down her cheeks. Noa3 conld complain of neglect on her part, she was j ast and kind to all, even the few who would walk in contrary ways, claimed her earn est efforts to reform and soften them. Her hand was felt every where. The coun cils of the faculty, and even the movements, at times, of the trustees, were gnided by her ‘pow er behind the throne greater than the throne.’ In the hoars of recreation she was affable,even companionable with the girls. There were few who did not esteem the rare privilege of bar friendship; yet, her very integrity offended some. These would vent their spleen by petry epistles affixed to her name and dropped where she could see them. A smile wonld ripple over her Nashville, Tenn., Oct. 31.—A horribis tragedy occurred wnhin three miles ot Hermitage. John Cloyd, colored, had that morning qurreied Lpto midnight, the with, and fatally shot Winfield AloWhirteriu an altercation concerning the picking of cotton. Frank Warpool was deputised to arrest Cloyd. H: snmmoaed Dr. Raymer, James Mcwhirter and John Osborne to assist him, Tney went to the house of John Williamson, colored, and found him heavily armed with two pistols and a gun, aud saw two men run from the house as they entered. They took William- son into custody and smarted down the tniqipika with him, believing they wonld overtake Cloyd at Greenhiil, a village not far distant. When in front of Doctor Gleaves' residence, Mcwhirter went into it to have a gun he had borrowed, thinking the danger had passed. MrWhirtar and Gleaves started out to meet the posse, but as they reached the door a brisk tiring com menced. When they reached the sceue of action, Warpool and Cloyd lay dead on the road, and Dr Rayrner found to be shot through the arm and thigh, dangerously, if not fatally wounded. The two men, who were, it is supposed, the at tacking party ran off. Washington, Oct. 31.—The president has issued a proclamation appointing Thursday, the 28:h o: November, as a day of thanksgiving and prayer. The following is written in the president’s thanksgiving proclamation: ‘The general prevalance of blessings of health throughout the wide land has made more con spicuous the sufferings and sorrows which the the dark shadow of pestilence has cast upon a portion of our people. This heavy affliction, even the Divine Itnler has tempered to the suf fering communities in fbe universal sympathy and succor which have flowed to their relief, and the whole nation may rejoice id the unity of spirit in our people by wLich they cheerfully bear one another's burdens.’ Uriah Newton—a man living in Warren countuy, Texas came home one day last week and fonnd that his wife had gone off with a handsomer man—Bad Tow by name. He seized a shot gun, mounted his horse rode all day after the eloping pair, overtook them at snnset, as they were riding double and without a word took aim at the invader of his fireside and blew the top of his head off. He then took his wife np behind him on his horse, returned home, gave himself np to justice, was tried and acquit ted. And all was lovely once more. So they settle such things in Texas. A crazy girl ia North Carolina was discovered the other day playing with a rattlesnake, from which she had removed the rattles without any harm from the reptile. Two hundred and fifty lives were lost in the recent Egyptian flood, and property valued at $2 500,003 was destroyed. The wheat crop of this country is estimated at the large figure of 400,000 000 bushels. The corn crop is placed at 1,000,000 bushels. John Aliles has been arrested for bigamy at Salt Lake, Utah. We thought that was the sort of thing to do ont there. —Queen Victoria jogs along with twenty-six grandchiJorea, thankful for small favors, but wishing she had fifty more. The fish trade of New England exceeds $40,- 000.000, per annum, and that of the city of Bos ton alone amounts to half the sum. A most horrible threshing maohine accident i3 recorded by the Wellington (Ont.) Tribune. On Tuesday of la3t week a boy of sixteen named Kimar, who was cutting bauds on a threshing machine, slipped and fell into the cylinder. The maohine was being driven by a ten-horse power at the time, and the unfortunate victim was at onoe drawn in bodily, being disembowel ed and mangled beyond all human shape, and, horrble to relate, some parts of the body actually passed through the machine. Murder in a Ball-room.—At a German brail at Bettviile, Aastin county Texas, 1,000 being present, Scurry Foster, who had an old quarrel with Claude Amland, renewed it. While among a crowd of ladies, dancing, Foster approached Amland and, drawing a six-shooter, deliberately shot and killed him. Both were yonng men of good families. A great confusion ensued when Amland fell, with blood spurting out on the ball-room floor. Foster was arrested and is in jail. Oa i he 21st. of March, God’s angels made asarehe, Around the door t iey stood; They took a maid, It is said, And cut her down like wood. Near San Diego, California, a tombstone inscrip tion thus reads: Fail yere is sakrid to the memory of William Henry Sharakin, who c lira to his death by bein shot by Colt's revolver—one of the old kind, brass mounted, and ot'sutch is the kingdom of heaven. Tue following comes from Ohio: Under this sod And under these trees Lieth t he bod- y ofSfloraon Pease, He's not in this ho'e, But oniy his pod; He s shelled out his soul Aud went up to God. An inscription on a tombstone in East Tenues i see concludes thus : She lived a life of virtue, and died of Cholera morbus, caused by eating green fruit, iu the hope of a blessed immortality, at the early age of twen ty one years seven months and sixteen days. Read er go and do lik-wise. The following which is suggestive to coffee drink ers, is from a tombstone in Conuectinut: Here lies, cut down like unripe fruit, The wife of Deacou Amos Shute, She died of drinking too much coffee, Anny Dominy eighteen forty. A tombstone in Texas has the following inscrip tion: He remained to the last a decided friend and supporter of Democratic principles and measures. Blessed are the dead who die in the Lord. The following is from a cemetery in Maine, aud was erected by the widow: Sicred to the memory of James H. R—m, who died August 0th, 1800. His widow, who mourns as one who can be comforted, aged 21, and pos sessing every qualification for a good wife, lives at street in this village. Here is a good business-like epitaph, more than a match for the cool calculation of the ‘widow who can be comforted: Here lies Jane Smith, wife of Thomas Smith, marble cutter. This monument was erected by her husband as a tribute to her raemiry and a specimen of his work. Alouuments of the same style $250. From a ‘Book on Epitaphs, Quaint, Curious and Elegant,’ recently published in England, the fol lowing is selected; Under this stone, aged threescore and ten, Lies the remains of William Wood Hen. N. B. For Hen read Cock. Cock wouldn’t come in rhyme. Epitaph; He"e lies John Bunn, Who was killed by a gun. His name wasn't Bunn, bat his real name was Wood, But Wood wouldn’t rhyme with gun, so I thought Bunn would. Another: Ttm little hero that lies hero Was conquered by the diarheer. In a churchyard near Newmarket lie buried the two wives of Tom Sexton. On the tombstone of one is the following: Hare lies the body of Sarah Ssxton She was a wife that never vexed one. I can’t say so much for the one oa the next stone ‘ Pa, why do yon sniff at each oyster before you swallow it?’ ‘To ba sure that it is fiesh, my dear.’ ‘But, pa, you’d know if it was if yon swap lowed it without smffiQg at it.’ Education has no creative power; it oaamore- ly unfold and direct the powers nature confer. It cannot make a po st of a horse, nor a writer of an ape. •Will you love me when I mould,’ as the loaf of bread said to the housekeeper. Facts are stubborn things, but they are half so stubborn a9 a woman on washing day *-T»