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f I y ■ i— l.. wim — Ike IMtoerttetf. PUBLISHED "EVERY THURSDAY MOSSDiO. WM. BRADFORD, Editor. l Copy, one year - TEEMS 07 SUBSCRIPTION: _ $100 Six months - - - - " 10 *J| 11 •' one year ----- 1W * W TERMS—Cash in Advance. Address, ADVEBTISKR PUBLISHING CO., C1DABT0WH, Gi. Cedartown OLD SERIES—YOL. VI. NO. 11. CEDARTOWN, GA., MAY 29, 1879. NEW SERIES—YOL. I. NO. 24. Sit Ipwrtisw. ADVERTISING RATES. i y. $12 00 18 00 25 00 40 00 63 00 100 00 LOCAL NOTICES— 1 Ten cents per line for om Insertion. For,two or more insertions, five cea.s per line each insertion. OBITUARY NOTICES—Charged at half rates. THE OLD BARN. Rickety, old and crazy, Sbingleless, lacking some doors, Bad in the npper story, Wanting boards in the floors, Beams strung thick with oobwebs. Ridgepole yellow mud gray. Hanging in helpless innocence Over the mows of hay. How the winds turned around It— Winds of a stormy day— Scattering the fragrant hay seed. Whisking the straws away; Streaming in at the crannies, Spreading the clover smell. Changing the dark old granary Into a flowery dell. O j. bow I loved the shadows. That cling to the silent roof. Day dreams wove with the quiet, Many a glittering woof; I climbed to the the highest rafters. And watched the swallows at play. Admired the knots in the boarding. And rolled in the billows of hay. Palace of King couldn’t match it, The Vatican loses its charm. When placed in my memory’s balance. Beside the old gray barn. And I’d rather scent the clover, Piled in the barn’s roomy mows, Than sit in the breath of the highlands, Poured from Appenine brows. Barb’ry Tom. He stood and looked at her. Mabel Freeman was evidently a new creation to Tom. In a morning wrapper of blue, that set off her fair complexion some what as the azure of the sky contrasts with the white of the snow, with soft brown hair and tender brown eyes, with her rather tall, slender figure, she affected “Barb’ry Tom” even as a flower that suddenly springing out of the ground and blooming at once into an unusual beauty would challenge all our admiration. And she stood and looked at him. He was known as “Barberry Tom,” or, more correctly, “Barb’ry Tom.” He daily hawked about the red clusters of wild fruit now piled up in his basket. This stout, 9turdy l)oy was about fifteen. His clothes were rough, his feet were bare. And yet, from the very' moment the young lady at the door saw Tom’s eyes, darker than her’s, but like them in their tenderness, with a complexion as fine naturally, only turned up to the sun too long, she was magnetical ly attracted toward him. “Don’t you want to buy any barb’ries ?” lie said, hesitatingly, and dropping liis eyes as the blue morning-glory hung its petals over him. “Tell him. we don’t want to buy any barb’ries to-day,” screamed a voice within, sharp as if there had been a life-time of filing to make its edge as disagreeably fine us possible. 4 ‘Sorry, ” said the young lady; ‘ ‘but—but, perhaps, if you will coaie another day, we limy want some then.” Her voice was so kind and musical that Tom wished he had something else to l»e refused, so he could They kept on making their guesses, low or high, .according to the standard of their daily culture. ‘Now tell me,” said Mabel, “what sacri fice you think would be the greatest ?” Tom’s soul felt the pressure of Mabel’s influence. She was touching the deepest- finest keys of his being. ‘I s’pose, teacher, it is what you read about last Sunday, when you spoke of Him who laid down His life for His enemies.” ‘It would be hard to do that for friends even, sometimes, Tom.” Tom said nothing. He looked up with an honest admiration in his eyes, and thought it might ersily be done for some. A third interesting conversation took place a few days after. Mr. Freeman and Mabel were walking down a road leading to Long Bridge. It crossed a wide pond. The pond had once been used for picnic purpo ses extensively. Pleasure parties had de serted it for more fashionable resorts, and the bridge had been left to the gentle decay of old age. The floor timbers were weak. The railing was still weaker. Mr. Freeman and Mabel were so absorbed in something he was saying that they did not observe the warning with which the entrance to the bridge was placarded. “Mabel, I want to have a talk with you. I suppose you do not remember further back than the age of four. Mabel did not recollect. “I have a confession to make. Dear to me as if you were my own daughter, it may startle you to know that you are not. Per haps you have suspected that. Have you?” Just a flush of Mabel’s agitated features told Air. Freeman that she had had her suspicions. Then the color went like the glow of a fire vanishing from a window- pane, leaving as little trace on her white face. ‘After our long residence in Europe, we chance to have come back into the neigh borhood that was your early home, and we are near the family from whom I received and adopted you.” Mabel was now looking up to Mr. Free- an with a most anxious gaze of inquiry. The glow of the fire within name again to her face. She stood leanin^ against the railiig of the bridge. “Don’t lean on that railing!” It was a cry' of warning from some one hurrying along the bridge. The cry came too late. The railing had already began to crack, and it abruptly broke, letting Mabel down into the deep, dark waters. To Mr. Freeman, who was struck with amaze ment and astonished into helplessness, it seemed only the lapse of a moment when some one rushed swiftly to the gap and plunged down into the water. When he came to the surface, bringing Mabel with him, Mr. Freeman saw that it was “Barb’ry Torn." Mysterious Crimes in Paris. A great number of capital crimes have recently been committed in and around Paris without the police being able to lay hands on the authors, and it appears that the old dictum of “Murder will out” no longer holds good. A few years ago five or six murders were committed in rapid succession, and evi dently by the same person or persons, at Limoges, but the assassins still enjoy immunity, in spite of all the efforts of the Paris detectives. Only to deal with the crimes committed this year, we find the police are unable to unravel the aff air of the Ogress des Lilas,a woman who managed under various pretenses to get hold of new-born children, who were never more heard of. The Ogress is |r. prison, hut the police have been unable to discover who she is, oi what has be come of the stolen children. The affair is enveloped m mystery,impeneti able to the eyes of the Rue Jerusalem, which is our Scotland Yard. At the St. Maude, one of the most ill-lamed quar ters of Paris, a grocer boy was recently found in his cart with his throat cut, but the murderer is still at large; nor have the police been able to obtain any clew to the would-be assassin of M. Simmonet, at Montreuil, and Mme. Ratillon, at Aubervillers. The perpe* trator of the crime at the Courcelles Station has also to be discovered. This station, he it remarked, is almost in the centre of Paris. Between the St. Laz- are terminus and that station a young man got into the same carriage with Henriettie Picot, and because she resen ted his familiarities he stabbed her, and quietly got out of the train at Courcel les, leaving his victim weltering in her blood on the floor of the cariiage, where she was discoved on the train reaching the Porte Maillot. The poor girl is not dead, but the information she has been able to give as to the ap pearance of the man has not led to his arrest. A few days ago two young men were found poisoned in the Rue de la Petite Truanderie. How they came be poisoned no one can say. A learned professor declares they must have inhaled mephitic gas, hut how and where is more than they can tell. Nearly a month ago Maria Fellerafch, a woman of had character, w as assasina- ted, and a Pole was arrested on suspi cion of being the author of the crime; but, although Jules B. is still in prison Quick, sir!” gasped Tom. “Lean over and—pick her up—when—I get to—that Pl The piue'neirest'Tom was soon reached, j the P oliue llave been unable t0 aub - Tom clung to it with one arm, and sup-1 stantiate the charge against him. The ported Mabel with the other. Mr. Free-; Pole had been in Maria’s company ear- man acted like one stricken with a night- j ly in the evening, and bad been playing mare. He recovered, however, liis self- j at cards with her mother, who, in addi- possession sufficient to reach one arm down £j 0n to being a concierge, acted as toward Mabei, almost touching her! char . woman t0 her daughter. Jules “Try hard, sir. Do! do! was Toms: _ , , , . . * , appeal j B., w ho had long been an ardent ad- Mr. Freeman tried and failed again. I mirer of Maria Fellerath, declares that “Thank you.” Mabel laughed. “What do you thank me for?” “Why, folks ain’t always so kind in their way. I’d rather liave some folks step on me tlian have others pick me up. They would step on me so kind, you know. But 1 don’t believe you’d step on anybody.” Mabel laughed again at these complimen tary remarks. Tom, this gatherer of Flora’s red coral, slung hi9 basket upon his arm and slowly went down the lawn path, “There 1” said Mabel, in a minute. “What did I let that boy go away for ? I like him. I might have him in my Sunday school class.” I)owu the path she flew, gracefully as a blue bird. “Look here, please one mo ment. ” Tom looked around, and then stepped back. “I liave come here to spend the autumn, and have started a Sunday school class in our house. Wouldn’t you like to join it ?” Tom’s eyes flashed like diamonds with a light behind them, “When will |t bp, miw?” “Next Sunday afternoon, at twp. “I wijl come, I ain’t been since father end mother died. Granny and the children needed me so much I couldn’t spare the time to take the long walk to church; but 1 can come here. ” “Do come, then!” and Mabel said the “do” like a bobolink making his sweetest whistle. So “Barb’ry Tom” came to Mabel’s school. It was noticeable what a change took place in him. Tom’s poul was like a musical instrument where some of the keys are broken, and yet a skillful hand can find and bring out notes of sweetness and ten derness. Tom’s soul responded in that way Jp Mabel’s touch. lie dropped a certain roughness of manner. He showed in a still more marked degree at home the kindness and self-sacrifice native to him, Ho became prayerful, studious of God's Word, and used reverently the day once given to fish ing in his odd momenta. Tom was a faith ful attendant at Mabel’s school, Aud Ma bel was a faithful visitor at Tom’s home, She cheered up the blind old granny, giving her a look out upon the world through her own bright eyes. Mabel had traveled a good deal, and her memory was a gallery of scenes worth looking at. She gave the cliildren better clothes, mended the torn curtains, and hung pictures on the dull walls. An interesting conversation happened one day in Mr. Freeman’s house. “I think I ought to tell Mabel,” observed Mr. Freeman. “Tell her about her family ?”. asked the same voice we have already noticed, and that the years had filed down to a knife-like sharpness. “Yes, I ought to tell her. Mabel is not really our child, although legally adopted. True, she knows no other parents; but then here we are, after our long stay in Europe, near the home we took her from Her brothers and sisters have growm up since her adoption, or haye cqrnc into tjie jffter tliat date. She dqn’t know about them, or they about her. Her old granny is blind and can’t indentify her featured. Still, I think 1 had better tell her how it is, or she may find it out in an unpleasant way. I think she sometimes suspects she is not our child. I ought to have told her long time ago, ” “I should hate to haye the low things from that home running over me,” sque*lefl Mrs. Freeman. “’Twoulfl be flke an |n; y&sjon of spiders.” There was another interesting conversa tion the next Sunday in Mabel’s/fiass. The subject was the making of sacrifice for others. “Boys,” said Mabel, “I want you to tell me some way in which we can give Others proof of our love for them?” Jimmv Puff, the avenue to whose finest susceptibilities seemed to run through his appetite, thought it might be to let some body else have “the last piece of pie,” ” Billy Boyd, who had a great passion for rod and line, thought it might be to give “another feller the beet chances for bites.” What could he do? He lookedjabout him, 4*uui flaw -where-ft timber .ran' nnder tbe bridge; and if he could reach it lie could reach Mabel. He frantically worked at a plank in the flooring of the bridge, dis placed it, and, lowering himself, reached the timber. He heard on ugly splash! Tom and Mabel both had disappeared. Tom, in trying to make his hold on the bridge more secure, had lost that hold and lost Mabel, In a moment up came Tom again, still clinging to Mabel. Mr. Free man could see that Tom was much exhaust? ed; but he struggled for the bridge and reached a pile once more. Mr. Freeman now grasped Mabel and drew her up to his own position. He saw the light of a great, triumphant joy in Tom’s face; and then, like the light of a torch, it was quenched as the face sank under the water. Mr. Freeman hardly realized all this at the time; but afterward he remembered each detail. He lifted Mabel to the bridge and carried her to a grove near by. “Oh! help! help!” he shouted to some men that passed. “I can’t swim and there’s a boy drowning!” The men searched and found Tom. They carried liis body to 3Ir. Freeman’s house; but all attempts at resus citation were fruitless, and everything wa* then made ready for the grave. “I want to see him,” said Mabel, who bad come out of the chamber whither she had been led, her face white, sweet and pure as a lily rescued from the drowning waters of the pond. Mr. Freeman led her into the room where Tom lay in the hush of death. He raised the lowered gas-light, turned back the sheet and took off the white face cloth. The triumph that Mr, Freeman saw in Tom’s face just before sinking still lingered in his features, though softenefi pow, like thp p^le lqstfe shefl from a golden crown held above his head. Mabel thought of the conversation upon sacrifice in the Sunday school class, and burst into a fit of violent weeping. “Mabel,” said Mr. Freeman, “I did not finish our conversation this afternoon about your relatives. Barb’ry Tom was your brother!” after leaving the concierege he went to the Passage ^aloier imft liTTGCKctl at Maria’s door. As there was no an swer, he went away. He returned a couple of hours afterward and got into the apartment by a skylight, and found his mistress lying dead on the floor. He immediately gave the alarm. Ma ria appears to have been murdered with a Japanese dagger; on the floor was a sleeve-button with the initial C.; a robbery had been committed. Neither the dagger nor the button appears to have belonged to the Pole, and, if he plundered the victim, it was probably only with the view of misleading the police. Here the police are once more at lault, and it must be said that the evidence at present elicited is very nicely balanced. One-half is sufficient to condemn, and the other hall to ex culpate the prisoner. A Qaeation of Bones. or for a man to have the toothache near to his toes, was in violent antagouism to all precedent, as well as to the as certained facts about bnman physiolo- Chtldhood, Youth ami Manhood. It is man’s destiny still to be longing after something, and thus the gratifica tion of one Bet of wishes but prepares gy, he said the man’s teeth may have the.unsacisfied soul tor the coi^ception been shifted by disease or something, | Ql anot jj e r. and maybe that was what killed him. He said his grandmother knew a man in Illinois whose teeth slipped down and began to grow upon his ribs, with fatal results.” “Had he his grandmother’s affidavit to that effect?” “He neglected to produce it if he had. The skeleton’s left foot was com posed of the horse’s breastbone. It looked as much like a foot as a clothes pin looks like the Goddess of Liberty, and as the other foot was made up of about three teet of the animals spinal column, while the neck was formed o* the horse’s upper jaw. I remonstrated strenuously with the coroner.” What did he say?” He said that kind of a man was the kind, speaking generally, that was put together in the Garden of Eden, and while I might think I could get up a better one, he wouldn’t trust me to tack together an idol for a Digger In dian, or words to that effect. Bo I re plied, and he hit me with the horse’s fibula. I retaliated with the tibula, and in about two seconds he had heav ed all the skeleton at me that 1 hadn't heaved at him. Then he winked at the Jury, and it suddenly brought in a verdict of death from cause or causes unknown,’ and then I had him arrested for assault and battery.” The magistrate held the coroner in bonds to appear at court, and when that functionary had given the bond, he moved off to collect liis fees for the inquest. A Strange Experience. Spanish Merinos. It is said that the origin of Span ish Merinos dated back to the Roman civilization, and thence to Greece. The Romans had a herd which they called Tarrentine, from Tarrentine, a Greek colony. Hence, they were called also Greek sheep. Their wool is of exceed ing fineness* and it is related of them that they were protected by coverings of skin, carefully housed, combed and bathed with oil and wine. From this we may infer that at that time they were highly bred. Columella, who lived before the Christian era, relates that his uncle, M. Columella, transport ed from Cadiz to his farm lauds, which were in Boetiea, some wild rams of ad mirable whiteness brought from Africa and crossed them w?th the covered or Tarrentine ewes. The offspring pro duced rams with a fine fleece. Strabo says in his account of the geography of Spain, that in the time of the Emperor Tiberius, wool of great fineness and beauty was exported from fludilania, a part of Boetiea, and that the rams were sold in that province for improving the breed, for a talent each or about $1Q0Q, When the Roman empire was over run by the barbarians, the Tarrentine stock of Italy being very tender became extinct; but the improved stock of Boetiea, living in the mountains, sur vived, and perpetuated by the Moors, who, skilled in the sextile arts, could appreciate its value, still exists as the Merinos of Spain. If this view is cor rect, tne Merino is the most important surviving relic of the material civiliza tion of the Greeks and Romans. —Silk was spun in China 3000 years and mere before Christ was bern. “What are the facts in this case, doc tor?” asked the magistrate, as Dr. Busby took the stand. “Why, you see,” said the doctor, “Joues, the coroner, here, yesterday discovered a lot of old bones in the cel lar of a stable which was torn down. Being a little hungry for fees he de termined (o hold an inquest, and he sent for me to g6t a professional opin ion. They were bp nes of a horse; you know; but when I got there, Jones bad them laid out on the ground ip something like the form of a man; and when I remonstrated with him, he said they certainly were the bones of a man, and he was under a solemn obligation to hold an inquest.” “You say,” asked the justice, “that they did not resemble the bones of a human being?*’ “Well you know, he had one leg made out all right, but when I called his attention to the fact that the bone of the other leg ran clear up into the body and stuck out eight inches be yond the top of the skull, he said the mau may have been peculiar, he may have been deformed. He said he had an aunt whose leg bone projected so far from her head that she had to put a hole in the top of her bonnet.” “Did he produce the said aunt?” “No. And when I showed him that the right arm had three elbows, while the left contained no joint of any kind, and looked like the breastbone of a chicken, he said there w as a man in Peru w ho had eiqht elbows, and that his oath as coroner did not obligate him to account for all the phenomenal freaks ol nature.” “Had the remains any ofher elbows about it anywhere?” asked the justice. “Not unless you count the joint in the middle of the back. The coroner had the horse’s hind leg inserted just below his man’s shoulders. A real man, you know', built in that way, could knock the back of his head against the back of his coat-tails and I doubt if he could keep from turn ing back somersaults most of his time.” “You say the coroner was not im pressed with these views?” “No sir; he allowed that the man may have been a circus actor, and have had a hinge put on his back on purpose. But when 1 pointed out that the man had a row of teeth in his shinbone, an that some of them were as big as a wal nut, and show'ed him that for a man to attempt to eat hit meals with his shins, There resides near Oak Hill, in Utah, a man by the name of William Garrett, who has a remarkable history as one of the few survivors of the terrible Mountain Meadow massacre, in 1858, where nearly two bun* dred men, women and children were slain by the Indians and Mormons, under the leadership of John D. Lee, who recently ex piated his crime with his life. At that time Garrett was a boy ten years of age, and with his sister Malinda, then six years old, was captured by the Indians after they had butchered big parents, and for twenty long years he remained a captive. During the Indian campaign in which General Custer was killed he was captured by United States soldiers, and being found to be a white man an investigation finally resulted in estab lishing his identity. He was taken to the home of his childhood, and at once recog nized the place. He has an uncle living at his old home in Henry county in Missouri. The girl long since had become the wife of Red Cloud, the well-known Sioux Chief and has by him three children. She prefers remaining with her Indian friends. When rescued Garrett had forgotten his mother ^ savage. He remembered only his own and fiis sister’s name, and the horrible scenes of the massacre, which nothing could blot from fiis memory. He visited the Mirror office recently, and gave some interesting incidents in connection with his twenty years’ life among the savages. In appear ance he is a little above the medium height, erect and muscular, with dark hair and beard, florid complexion, and bright, keen blue eyes. He says the Mountain Meadow massacre was undoubtedly planned by Brig ham Young. He remembers visiting 8alt Lake with the Indians and seeing the Mor mon leader pay the savages for the scalps of men, women and children, thus offering them an incentive to murder those not of the Mormon faith. Garret was adopted by the “medicine man” of the tribe, and in ducted into the mysteries of the treatment of disease by the Indian method, and be came a great Indian doctor, a fact which he has turned to account since lfla restora tion to civilized life. He has the reputation of possessing great skill in the treatment of the sick in the neighborhood where he has married a wife, purchased a farm, and now resides. He has sufficiently mastered the English language to make himself under stood, and is a man of more than ordinary intelligence. He is devoting a portion of his tiipe to study, with the design of pub lishing a narrative of his life in the wilder ness. and a work on Indian medical knowl edge. and his utterance last iriglit was the first that any of the family or anybody that knows him has heard since.” “Do you think there is any truth in the neighborhood report that the cler gyman commanded hitai to stbp speak ing in case he recovered fr6m his sick ness in 1865?” “No, sir; I am satisfied that part of his history is without foundation, lor nobody knows what passed between the prigstand my father at that time.” “Tfcledtfrou think he lost his speech' in consequence of that sickness?” “Yes. I think it was the work of God; but that is about as far as I can. go.” ■ ' “Then your father has only made the tw'o exclamations you speak of within the past fourteen years, so far as yourself or any of your family know?” “Yes, sir.” The subject of this sketch is a far mer in moderate circumstances, and is one of those quiet, easy-going stay-at 1 home kind of men, who seein to aspire* to dething of a higher sphere in life. He has an interesting family, and at tends to his daily labors with a sound body, hrifid and Tiearing, but either cannot orwffl not talk. There are^. people hying in the neighborhood who believe Uiathe could if he would; ami .there are others who say positively At fifty he want* oscsUeat dinners* and considers a nap in the afternoon indbpensible. The respectable old gentleman of sixty wants to retire from business with a snug independence of three or; four thousand, to marry 1 is daughters, set Up his sons, and live in the country; and-<hen, for the rest of his life, he wants to be young again. \ Harnessing: an Elephant. An elephant keeper in Philadelphia,; Pa., tried the other day to get a vener able animal named Old Chief “to draw a wagon. Old Chief (fidn’t object riiucfi while the harness was being placed on him. He merely ^linked steadily and now and then cast a glance at his per secutors, as though lie would say that histjrae had come. His actfohs puz zled his keepers not a little, and they began to suspect that he was brewing some mischief. At length they got him hitched to the wagon. The gap- ingfpectatort lookeddifwith deep inter est. - Chief n&znifqstgdno tfign that lie was going to move. The trainers put their books iutohis trunk and begau to pull on him. Chief snorted a little-and shook his head disapprovingly: They pulled harder. Chief snorted and flapped his ear* like ,.tbp .£pofa pf^two houses coming together. They ^gaye his trunk a jerk. Chief lifted his ears njag\irli jn yell ma£e a ^»b ftfJWifflco the captain was taking to I ward, jerking the trunk free of tfie a boy lie had uoiigtix far $30. “ TVs child of a year old wants little food and sleep; and no sooner is he supplied with a sufficient supply of either of these things, than he begins whimpering or yelling, it may be for the other. At three, the young urchin becomes enamored of sugar plums, apple pies and confectionery. At six, bis imagination runs on kites marbles and top3, and abundance of playtime. At ten, the boy wants to leave school, antfhave nothing to do but go bird- nesting. At fifteen, he wants a beard, and a w atch and a pair of boots. Ai twenty he wishes to cut a figure and ride horses; sometimes his thirst for display breaks outlu dandyism, and soumiiffds lfl£6et¥y {^YWLnts sadly lo be in lqve, and takes it' |or. gran ted that all the ladies are dying for him. The young man of twenty-five wants a wife; and at thirty he longs to be sin gle again. : * From thirty to forty he.wyauts to,be rich, and thinks m.er$ of making money than spending it. About this ti|ne ne dabbles 1n politics, and wants an office.*" "that be cannot talk now, or'lie / woft& do so. because previous trf his sickness in 1865! he was an imieseftnt talker. The, tect, however of his making two dis tinct ptterances, understood fully by those who heard them, renders the case a very remarkable ond, at'any rate. t*m jj a s Ir»de 11} Chlldron. naturalist travelling ltl llrazH, tell jabout a practice pfeevaiUagMdang the tipper Amazon,_as follows : Atom? of the houses we met.a trailer who had come from the river Japura. He had on board a boy anil-girl of the Miranha tribe:for sale. Settor. B^ttUhia^oaght the hep, alwightrlaqkiug. little fellow, for flftv mifrays, qr $25: ‘rfieTutle'glpl I . cried pitifully when separated from myself aside; and he must have over- . 1. . .... * ... t : . • randier! himself for the knife stuck, ml A Prairie Adventure. Several years ago I was with, a party .mospecting for silver higb up in "the Gila river. We had left the Piiuos village a day’s journey behind us, when we fell in with a man traveling the same way we were. He was without food, and As he was on foot and destitute, we permitted him to ride one of our spare mules. We found him taciturn, never speaking unless he was 'spoken to. When we camped he would take the saddle off his mule and go off by himself, never helping’tq get the food ready: and When it was ready, he would come and pitch in with the r&t of us. , However, though Wb did not like him or his actions, we said qothing, thinking he might have some secret sorrow that we had no right to pry into. We had travelled two days, when while camping at noon near a stream, we all con cluded to take a bath beneath the cotton wood trees. We stripped and were soon enjoying ourselves gloriously. I had a belt around me with several twen ties in it; and I tpok it off, tp give me free play in the water. I laid it down on my clothes carelessly, never thinking of hiding it from any: of the: company, as they, all knew I had.the-money; and I had no idea that the stranger w’ould be tempted to take k. As I came out of the water I noticed' the stranger looking lovingly at the belt but thought, no m^re ahout it. That night fronfsqinc'cause, I could not sleep ~Wfcll; and. when:fffell into a state of uappnapimisruss, I was troubled with such wild like dreams .that I would rather that I liaid remained broad awake. At last, about m&rflgiit,. I went to * sleep soundly. How Jona j lay Iflonot know; but Iwasawakencd to nnd ‘some one kneeling over me, and vjaiy carefully cutting my shirt open. I felt myself in anything but an enviable situation, knowing t^at' the slightest indica tion on my piirt that 4 was awake would cause the .villain to gfre me, between the ribs, the length $f his bowie or the content? of lii^mstoh lor, although I could not see the pistol, 1 felt sure'that he had it handy . To'secure my pistol w ithout letting him - Erne6t Morris, the young Amei l^aii’i^Sow tliat I was aw^Se was a very delicate Operation. But pistol aiwhbowie w T ere. both un der niy saddle,* whiQh Ij used for a pillow. I threw my right’handsover my head, and, taking care nOtJo touA the robber, yawned as'if .1was half awakQ, jind iu a second my hand was on iny revolver. In an instant he struck at me With lift knife, but I could botEeach the pistol. *- By a "splicE involuntary movement, I Second Explosion. They were in the back yard. One was a boy of twelve, and the other had seen only half as many years. The younger ope sat on a barrel, and the older one had two ounces of powder in one hand and a turning stick in the other. “I don’t waut to beblowed,” W’hined the boy on the barrel trying to get down. “Keep right still, bub, commanded the other. This thing has been figured right to a science. If forty-five thou sand pound ol explosives raised Hell Gate twelve feet, two ounces of powder will raise you jnst exactly the fiftieth part ol an inch. Don’t make an alarm ist of yourself.” “But it’ll hurt,” persisted the small boy. “It can’t, I say! Haven’t I figured on it? You may unbutton your coat, and keep your mouth shut, but that’s safe guard enough. Now, ther, keep quiet and listen for rumbling noises. The pow'der was w’ell confined under tbp barrel. Figures were at fault. The head of the barrel went up, the small boy w r ent up, the big boy went end- w r ays, and when the smoke cleared away things were badly mixed up. The big boy had sore legs. The little boy was as black as a coal and choking with the odor, and a w'oraan ran out and shouted, ‘I’ll blow—you good-for- nothings \ There’s a shilling barrel all split to pieces, two pair of pants to be patched, one coat-tail on the roof, and the other just hanging, and the poor dog is wedged under the house so tight that he will have to be drilled out bv a machinist.” hook and projecting it out before him like a bayonet, tearing through the yard with the wagon at his heels, scattering the affrighted spectators in every direction. He went tearing di agonally across the long yard, taking in a pile of tent-poles in his course and making straight for the gap in the low- *er corner of the enclosure. As he dragged the wagon over the pile of timber a party of half a dozen, who had retreated there for safety, ran for their lives. One man tried to jump a six foot wall and fell back to the ground white as a sheet. When he looked up he saw the wagon, a complete wreck, not ten feet from him, and Old Chief, with the broken harness clinging to his body, standing wedged in between the corner of the wall and the corner of the stable. He had knocked out the whole corner of the stable, scattering forty or fifty bricks over the ground at his feet. After a good deal of trouble his keepers succeeded in backing him out of his tight position and he was sent back to the stable, still snorting and defiant. No moderate estimate cover the amount of punishment Chief will have to receive before he is reduced to subjection.” Speaking JHardly Ever. her brother. The tAde liv children is spoken of by Bates, who whg at 'Jtefife twenty-five yqaTg ago;it'is prohibited by the government^bat^openly carried on. The Miranhas are the most powei^ iul tribe on the jipurd'; fh'ey are a warlike nation, who for a knife or Ion of rum, sell captured''children. Numerous raids ^use qiade by them upon their weaker neighbors; and men and women are kflTed atid £he CfMdYfen sold into slavery. At Teffe*'tbere 18 not a house in whhfli you will not find chiUl- 'ren of all ages, as you also'will at Mati- aos. On my tetnfn on the-stdamer Ru Para The- reason for this,” said Senor Batalbia, is very simple—we must have servants and they make good ones; besides they are not Brazilians—they are Indians of New Grenada.” This trade in children is carried on more extensively every year, and is a disgrace to the govern ment. reached himself for the knife stuck into the paddle and so tight that he could not pull it out. In trying to get my pistol, my hand touchc^the cold silver handle of my bowie. Ins£tncttvcty l took hold of it, abandoning the pistol, and was about nerving my hand for tjie blqjv whei^Lfelt the cold muzzle of a pisioT againkf my forehead. I struck out —Trade prospects in Paterson, N.'J., are very flattering. It is estimated that in 30 of the large mills from 8000 to 10,000 hands are employed. —The last descendant of John Bun- yan died lately in England. She was an ancient dame of 84, and her name was Ann Webster. —The newest ornament for a bonnet it a shell of silver, with a pearl resting in it and a bearded fringe of fine silver beads hanging from the shell. In 1865, an old gentleman living about three miles east of Nelson Fur nace, Kentucky, named Lloyd Wimsatt, was taken violently ill with a disease that kept him in confinement for many weeks, and at one time his family and friends as well as his attending physi ciansv age him up. Being under the impression that the next hour w'ould be his last, yet at the same time pos sessing his faculties and with full power of speech, Mr. Wimsatt requested that the priest then officiating at the church at New Haven, Ky., be sent for, and the minister was early at the bedside. The room was at once vacated by the family, and for some time the patient and the representative of the church were alone. What happened then and there remains a mystery, as the patient recovered, and in a short time was up and about; but ever since then, save upon two occasions, he has not uttered a word. Yesterday an Enquirer report er heard that Mr. Wimsatt had spoken to his son, and in order to be satisfied that he had, interrogated Stephen Wimsatt, aged about 19, upon the sub ject, the result of which was as fol lows ; “They tell me that your father spoke to you last night. Is it so?” “Yes, sir; he raised up in his bed and said: ‘Oh, Stephen ’ My mother heard it and we all got up and tried to get him to talk more; but he seemed to be entirely speechless, as heretofore.” “Do you know what caused him to lose hi« speech?” “Sickness, I think. He can hear and answer by signs. He will not notice a stranger, however ?” “When did he speak 4ast before this?” “About three years ago. 1 cut down a tree and it commenced falling before 1 noticed it, add he halloed to me say ing, ‘Look out, Stephen,’ so I did look out, otherwise I would have been killed.” “What did he do after that exclama tion?” “He then began making signs again, The Pine-Apple. This noble fruit is a native of Brazil and Mexico, and has been introduced into all tropical and semi-tropical countries on the globe. It is not so delicate a plant as many people suppose, as it will bear a higher de gree of heat and a degree of cold which would destroy the foliage of the vine and peach in a state of vegetation. It flourishes unprotected in the open ground near Na ples, in Italy, which is about 40 degrees north latitude, or very nearly the same as the latitude of New Y'ork city. It is growm extensively in the Bermudas, which are in latitude 32 degrees, or about the same as Charleston, and in Florida the islands and keys, as well as the peninsula, as far north as the 49th parallel, are peculiarly fitted for its successful cultivation without protection from frost. Above the 29th degree the plant would require protection in winter, but not more than the New Y r ork state people are required to give their grape-vines and other tender fruits. And how many, pray tell us, in the northern states do with out the luscious grapes because it requires a little time and trouble to protect them from frost during the winter. Every garden in northern Frorida should have its bed of pine-apples. A plot of ground fifteen feet square will be sufficient to cultivate 100 plants, which may be set in rows two feet apart and one foot apart in the row. On the approach of winter this bed or plot may be inclosed with boards two feet high, some strips of lunjber or poles laid on top, and the whole covered with straw, palmetto, pine tops, weeds or anything else that comes handy, till danger of frost is over. The soil should be rich in plant-food and the cultivation thorough, to insure fine pines with good flavor. The best varieties are sugar-loaf and white Providence. These are the yellow and white fruited, and about as hardy and fine-flavored fruit as any now known. Too Smart for Him. Wjudly; and* as I difl-so, there was a stun ning report of liis pistol. llow I escaped I do not know. My face was blackened with the powder and my ■whiskers burned off;. but this was all the damage jfoqe me. My blow, though struck a^ranefcm, proved a severe one. My knife had gone into tW left side of liis neck, in side the collar-lione. The knife must hav./ reached his heart; Tortus i -drevrdt-otft strike again, he fell on me with his whole weight, and his blood spurted all over my face. He gave one quiver, and stretched out his whole length, and lay perfectly still, stone dead. The whole transaction did not, take over three-quarters of a minute. The report of the pistol had aroused the company; every man sprang to his arms. Some were look- for mules, while others were asking who fired the shot, and where the Indians were. I called to the boys to take the dead man off me; for I was as weak as a child. A couple of them did as I requested, while others threw fresh sage brush ou the fire, and w r e soon had plenty of light to see what had happened. I told the boys all about what had oc curred. IV e found all the mules in their places but mine which was staked off about twenty yards from camp, with the saddle and bridle of one of the other boys on her. I went to the river and cleansed myself from his blood, and then sat down by the camp-fire, where I remained until morning, being unable to sleep. Don’t Pull the Bell Cord. NEWS IN BRIEF. Homer Rose takes pride in the fact that Poughkeepsie is the place of his nativity. He is a young man, natty in dress, and of fluent speech. Rose boasts of once having being been a law student, and delights in telling that his uncle is a country magis trate. “You are charged,” said his Honor, “with violating a city ordinance in pedd ling without license.” “We plead not gnilty, and demand ar examination,” responded Rose. The officer testified that he saw the pri soners enter different houses; asked them what they were doing; Rose said he was peddling powders, and Wimpelbergh claimed to be sellingsoap; neither had a “Did I say I was selling powder or only distributing it?” asked Rose. “They told me in a bake shop that you were selling.” “That is no evidence. Judge, I told him I was distributing samples of worm powder and afterwards collected testimo nials of its efficacy upon which orders from drugguists are secured. We give it away wherever it is needed for this purpose, The manufactory is at 61 Fulton street.” “Very likely,” drily remarked his Honor. “Of course you don’t sell the powder—give it away in every house you visit. I have my opinion on the question, but as there is no testimony to support the officer’s charge I must discharge you. Of ficer, he has the best of you this time—a little too sharp for you.” The prisoner left the court room chuck- On the Old Colony Road during the time when the steaml>oat express train left Boston for Fall River at 5.30 p. m., a train bound for Plymouth, from Boston, rolled into the depot at South Braintree about 6 o’clock, on time and all right. Due about the same time, but on this occasion a few minutes late, the train from Cape Cod, bound for Boston, rolled in on the other side of the same depot. The two trains usually waited for an interchange of mails and passengers, the operation being performed in a very short time. It was Saturday night, and, as has been said, the Cape train was just a lit tle late. The steamboat express was within a minute or two of being due, but always came on time. The Plymouth train stood upon the roadway over which the express w’ould have to pass, and the latter made no stop, nor even slackened speed. Immedi ately after leaving the depot the Plymouth train would branch off to the left and take another track, leaving all clear for the ex press to go down the same road over which the Cape train had just come. The conduc tor of the Plymouth tram gave the signal to lift engineer when he knew he ought no longer to stand there, although he had ample time to get his train dear in season. The train was eleven cars, or something over 500 feet long. It started, and had cleared half its length upon its own track when the bell-cord was jerked, and the train was stopped as speedily as possi ble. Fully one-half the cars were now di rectly in the track of the coming express, which would not be able to see them until close upon them, and the express was due in a few seconds. The conductor had not pulled the cord: he did not know who had. He was fully impressed with the importance of the situation ; but wliat should he do ? For all he knew in the darkness half-a-doz en women or children were under the wheels of liis train, or some of his rear cars were off the track. If he should undertake to go through the train, long before he could reach the rear the express would be down upon them. He jumped upon the depot platform and called aloud to know who had stopped.his train. “I did,” replied a gen tlemanly season-ticket holder, who stood upon £he car platform. “IV hat s the mat ter?” The lives of all on board two trains had been put in peril that a negro girl who had arrived on the Cape train and wished to take the Plymouth might be gratified. She had become bewildered in the darkness, and was wandering around in that way when the tram started. In a second of time the train was again in motion, and cleared the track, as the headlight of the express appear ed rounding the curve, and rushed past into the darkness, its passengers all unconscious of the danger which had been so near them. —The American Consul at Florence informs Mr. Evarts that American manufacturers could successfully fur nish steel wheels for the Italian rail ways. —Gardner Colby, of Boston, has pre sented acaseof valuable books to Colby University, Wateryille, Me. —The great fire of London occnrred September 2,166G. It destroyed nearly the w hole city. —The Mansion House (Londox») Hun garian floods relief fund amounts to $40,000 - -Mrs. John G. Northrop., of Bur lington, Vt., has just given birth to her seventeenth chjld. —Gad’s Hill Place, the late residence of Charles Dickens, is to be sold by auction. The State quarries of Northampton county, Pa., have nearly all resumed operation. —It is proposed to celebrate, at Pom peii, this summer, the 1300th anniver sary of the destruction *of that city by an eruption of Vesuvius. —Only three murderers have been hanged in Connectieut. during the last twenty years, but there are now three under sentence of death. • —Bobie is a town in California. Six mouths ago it bad 500 or 600 buildings ind a population of 1400. Now it has ■tome 4000 buildings and a population M 7000 During February, 14 vessels of a otal of 18,20ft tons were launched on cfle Clyde, Scotland. Of these six were ocean steamers, ranging from 3000 to 3000 tons. —A -large number of heavy, broad- rired wheels were made in West Ches ter and shipped to England, whence chey will be sent to Southean Africa, where they wili be used for heavy haul ing. —Ex-Sheri flTIogencamp.of Paterson, New Jersey, who died recently ieft exactly one hundred descendants —children, grandchildren, great-grand- clrildren and greHt-fgreat-grandchildren nearly ail of whom were at the funeral. —The rays of the sun, shining through a stereoscope, set fire to a cable in the house of George W. West in Chichester, N. H., a lew days ago, uid the building narrowly escaped burning. •‘C. —The amount of logs eat on the west hrauch oft he Penobscot river, in Maine, during the winter, is estimated at 25,- 000,000 feet, on the East?branch, 12,000,- 000, and on the Mattawamkeag, 20,000,- 000 feet. warm ot bees took possession of tiie chimney of a Middletield (Conn.) Methodftt Church during the summer, and when a fire was kindled in the -'tove on a recent -Sunday the floor ol the churea basement literally flowed with honey. —The foundation for a Jesuit Col lege to cost $50(^fl00 has been begun iu .San Francisco. i$ wilL comprise a col lege, with all.the requirements of mod em etfucatlofi, such as laboratories, libraries, studies and rooms for the stu dents and professors, a church and a theatre capable of seating 5000 persons. —Cyrus Degler, of Marion township, Berks eounty. Pa., awoke on the morn ing of his wedding to find the snow drifted «o u. distance of ecvoral hundred- yards ^lat hia-slolgh could UOt be driven through it. He shovelled out a roadway in two hours, and was at the bride’s house at the appointed hour. —The Annual report of the Massa chusetts Bank Cominissiouers has just oeen published. From it it appears that the total deposits in the savings banks doing business in that State ou October 31, 1378, were $200,860,631.18, being a decrease for the year of $34.- 735,033. This decrease includes $7,263,- -00.62 in the banks iu the hands of re ceivers. —Thomas Millerchip, a surgeon at Coventry, England, has been sentenced by Lord Loieridge to four months’ im prisonment, with hard labor, for failing to attend a sick child in the district ol which he was medical ofiicar. The charge against him was that of man slaughter by culpable negligence, and tbe jury found him guilty, and strong ly recommended him to merer. —The first Marquis of France has just died, the Count of Maillv, Prince of Lisle and Marquis of Nesle. He was the son of Marshal de Maillv, who so heroically defended Louis XVI, on the 10th of August, and great-grandson of Louis de Mailly, Prince of Orange and Commandant of the Gendarmerie of France. The title is as old as the eleventh century. —When Queen Victoria sailed on the royal yacht for France it was on one of Lite stormiest and most disagreeable Saturdays of the whole year. A writer in a London paper, commentingon this shows that Saturday is an unlucky day for the royal house. William HI., Queen Anne., the four Georges, the Duchess of Kent, the Prince Consort and the Princess Alice all died ou a Saturday. —The Calilornia Woodpecker’s hab it of dropping acorns and other nuts into knot holes and hollow trees, as a source ot future supply, is well known, and an ingenious Napa farmer has turned it into good account by knock ing out a knot in.the side of his barn and placing a trough underneath. As the birds drop their acorus in his hogs seize them, and are thus fattened at no expense tp himself. —There are twenty-five Mennonite villages in Manitoba," with 480 dwe^ Lings and *2341 residents. The immi grants from Russia have 18,740 acres under cultivation, 3G2 horses and some 2500 cows and oxen, and have already large stores of grain and other firoduee. They are growing rich rapidly and prove the very best of citizens, settling ill their dispu’es among themselves aud having in their colony neither a constable nor a lock-up —The present year is a memorable one iu the development of the Russian navy. Oue hundred torpedo boats and numerous cruisers have been construct ed- Three clipper steamers have been launched, four steamers have been bought in America, and two ironclads .ire on the point of completion. Sever al ironclads also have been lately launch ed, but have not received their arma ments. To these four cruisers have been added by private subscription. Salici/Ue acid i3 now extensively used on the continent ot Europe by brewers, who introduce it into their beers to prevent secondary fermentation, a pre- cess which has long been recognized as injurious to the quality of the beverage. The acid, if employed in the proper proportions, checks the fermentation without destroying any of the ordina ry constituents of the beer, and appar ently without affecting it so as to oc casion any harmful results tp the con sumer. It is too soon, however, to be certain that this use of Salicylic acid is not deleterious to health, although such observations as has thus far been made on the subject tend to that conclusion. The anti-iernaenting properties of the acid were discovered about four years ago by Professor Kolbe, of Leipsic.