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' A ' / • ' 1 / Advertisements inserted at the rate of $1 per square.-for first insertion, and 50 cents l#»r square for each subsequent insertion. The space of one inch is reckoned as a square. Special mi#* given ou advertisements to run lor a longer period than one mouth. TEEMS: $150 Per Annum, in Advance. OLD SERIES—YOL. X- NO. 30. CEDARTOWN. GA., THURSDAY, Ae4g^% l|8S3. NEW SERIES-VOL. Y-NO. 37. ibi> lifting.' THE ADVHmoi JOB OFFICE IS EQUIPPED WITH ooob Press and Sew Material. EMBKACrSG • > I Tj-pc, ilonler, Ornaments, ' Of the very latest designs, and all orders" tor Job Work will be executed neatly >J cheaply and promptly„ 1HEWASDEBEB. Upon a mountain’s height, far from the sea, ». I found a Shell, And to my curious ear this lonely thing Ever a song of ocean seemed to sing— Ever a tale of ocean seemed to tell. .flow came this shell upon the mountain t height? Ah, who can say Whether there dropped by some too care- less hand— Whether there cast when oceans swept the ' * an< ^ „ Ere the Eternal hand ordained the Day? Strange, was it not? far from its native sea, One song it sang— Sang of the mighty mysteries of the tide— Sang of the awful, vast, profound, and wide— ' Softly with echoes of the c cean rang. And, as the shell upon the mountain’s height Sings of the sea, So do I ever,- leagues and leagues away-r So do I ever, wandering where I may, Sing, O my home—O my home, of thee. SIS BROWN'S FORTUNE. To begin with, I am a long young person, with big bones and plenty of them—and I don’t care a button if my hair is red! I have good reason to know that I am not considered beauti ful; that my nose, for instance—but there’s really no need for such distress ing details. . My father, Peter Brown—the best farmer living in all Fairfax, be the dead /One whom be may—is the unfortunate ’ luumnoDAP -a# 1ft ohiIHrnn nvnrv f possessor of 13 children, every single j one of them girls—and the married ones, ’As*-, for that matter! Of course, girls .-sometimes, and when poor pa takes a notion to upbraid -fate because all his. boys turned-- out, girls, I must say j rebel against the decree that condemns me to slavish frocks and frizzes. '-Most good folks sing out that they want to cayrxJiarps and be angels, but I—if only I were Peter Brown, junior! and 'bad a farm like pal I don’t fifcune ma, ’ of "course; but 1 really do think the even dozen ought to have contented her—and, what’s more, I say so, when pa and I get beyond the subduing in fluence of her eye—for there’s nothing . trifling about ma’s eye! When pa and ma’s love was young, and their future a rose-colored rose— there! I’ve heard pa say it a dozen times, but when a girl happens to be . shackled with a memory like adioy’s 'pocket upside down, and the middle nowhere, and get that memory from her ma, 1 suppose there’s to be allowances —anyhow, the first girls got the bene fit of it ml in the way of mugs, and corals, and names as fine as fiddles; then there came such a disastrous lull in pa’s enthusiasm that ma says, when he panted up from the fields one hot and found our dear old twins g, instead of his dinner, it set i frantic that he threatened to bunch the whulefamily together like a string of fish and do a dark and despe rate deed. Butma just kept on having her own way—which means girls— until by the time she wound up the home circle with me—at your sendee— she had so worn her intellect down at the heels thinking up double-barrelled names for the other dozen, that she handed my christening over to pa, and pa everlastingly disgraced himself, in my estimation, by heartlessly calling me Sis—absolutely nothing but Sis! If I had been a boy this indignity, ,»,at least—but there are some wrongs so -. great that the only thing one can con veniently do is to forgive them! But. . though pa has been cheated of Iris bish ops and senators and things (poor dear, he never dreams that sons of his might lujve turned out fanners Uke himself, only not half so good) the girls have certainly made up his loss in husbands. Indeed, pa seems to have more sons-in- law than he quite knows what to do with—and as to grandsons! “If one could only feed them like chickens!” siglis poor ma, plaintively. “If one could only kill them like chiekens, you mean,” I retorted, vin dictively. After that little business talk pa and I had behind the bam I’ve settled in my mind that the Browns have got to economize—and I mean to start with the grandchildren by way of a noble beginning. “Now, look here, ma,” I say to the dear old soul wlio is already staring at me with big, anxious eyes, like a lien with her feathers rallied, “this thing has gone on long enough, and I just mean to hitch old Calico to the cart and dump every scrap of -grandchild at his own lawful door—Ido! It’s down right mean in the girls to impose on us in this everlasting way—as if there wasn’t work enough of our own—” “There, there, sir” interrupts ma, pathetically, “they only mean to please And a nice »^ r u.. r t,| !e to do it! Pa’s an old man now, and after pinch ing and slaving all his life for us army of girls, what right have they to keep him .pinching and slaving to the last? Oh, you needn’t look at me like that, ma, dear; children, like good mnners, ought to he found at home—hi, you Tom, Dick, Harry, etc., etc.,” and when at last I have packed them in the cart, and we go laughing, scratching, and squalling down -tie road, I feel like the pied piper of Hamlien, only there’s no hill withwide, greedy jaws waiting at the end of the trip—more’s the pity! That sounds as if Sis Brown were not fond of children; but 1 really am, when they come like silk frocks and other occasional luxuries—considered as every-day affairs, however, if I am to be allowed a preference between the two-^-wliy, give me the locusts of Egypt and accept my grateful thanks. When I have impartially divided their howling household goods between the eight sisters who live so uncom fortably near, the sun is sinking behind the trees in a blaze of glorious yellow. There is a long road with many leafy turnings* that Calico knows as well as I, and while she dawdles along it with a languid elegance that suits us both, I sit, tailor-fashion, in the bottom of the cart, thinking, thinking,' heedless of whip or rein. I read a story once of a devil-fish crawling over the roof of a pretty cot tage by some southern sea. I don’t suppose there was a word of truth in it; but, some way, ever since pa made a clean breast of his troubles, I can’t get that shiny, black monster out of my thoughts night or day. 1 should say, indeed, that a mortgage like ours was a trifle the worst of the two, because - there’s only one weapon to fight it, and :/ where in the word is pa to get the first . led cent of that terrible three thousand dollars? If pa had only told me in time, perhaps I might have done something heroic with my poultry—a flock, of gray gbese did grand things -for history once on a time—but no, he kept as dumb as Cheops, until I found it all out for thy self, and no thanks to anybody. The way of it was: ma started me down to the meadow (me evening Jast week to see what pa meant by" ' supper waiting, and when I for leaning against the bam there aA’quiet -and gray as the twilight shadows, why, ?I think the. One who ddetb all, things well must have'put It in myhedtt to wake him up and tell me the matter. There is no woman in all this big glorious world ao, weak as* Saiapeos with his head shaved, and so hi told me between sobs—I don’t ever wiht to see my father cry again—how thp big family had gobbled up the smalljparn- ings, how at last there was nothing to do but bemras^money.on the shabby old place t ;and- dqw a vills bill of some sort Was odtaing do*. “Never mind, dad,” I said, “come along to supper; I’ll get you out of your fix.” ' > i! I don’t think pa realized at the min ute—and I’m sure I did not—that I bad never seen so much as a -hundred dollars in all my life together, for he followed me home contentedly, put his head. under the spout while 1 pumped, and then, with his hand on my shoul der, went into the house and ate'supper enough for two! The next day pa was out of his head with a fever, and jiow to see him prodding about the farm with a stick in his hand and a pain in his back—poor, dear pa! Of eddrse, the first thing that suggested itself at his bedside was blood, and plenty of it— might have saved myself the trouble, for the vile creature wasn’t at home, tfitefi I turned the old: mate’s hand to ward the family sons-in-law, but there wash YU "husband amoifj? them iftto had the cash to spare—they don’t sefem to spare anything qmte so conveniently as childrenl I even decided to— “Say, young woman!” I am not a coward, but the creature who' has brought’ the cart arafc my thoughts to’shell a sudden halt woks so like some great famished wolf, stand ing there at Calico’s head, that I shiver from head to foot, and he sees it. - “Vpu needn’t be afmanl,” he gai in a rasping sort of whisper. “I haven’t the strength to harm you if my will was good for murder—look at this!” His eyes turned toward his breast— his right arm lies stiffly across it clotted with something that must be blood, and the fingers look like the flesh of a dead man. I think that he understands that I am sorry for him, for before my heart can jump back to its right place again, he drops the reins and touches his mangey cay. I’ve been skulkin’ in these ’ere woods, miss, nigh onto a week, and what with starvin’ and the pain ’o this, I’m most about dead played out.” “If you will cut across the fields to that house over there,” I sayyklndiy, I am sure—for God knows I pity him from the bottom of my heart—“I will see that you get a good supper.” I couldn’t crawl there, much less walk, and my time for suppers is over for this world, 1 reckon.” I am so sorry for the poor, misery- ridden creature standing there in the summer twilight, with the fragrant woods all around him, and the birds chirping sleepily in the trfees—so very sorry, and I tell him so. He totters as I say it, and I am just making up mv mind that Calico and I have a disagreeable job before us, when he lays one miserable hand on the wheel, and, drawing his face near enough for me to see the ghastly seams that want has seared there, cries im ploringly:— “There’s them that’s hunting me to my death; fm-God’s sake, won’t you help me?” All my life I have wanted to be a man, and now the time has come to act like one. I am rubbing Calico down in her stall—pa and I being the only men—I mean pa being the only man about the place, we do this sort of thing ourselves—when the dear old fel low hobbles down the pathway and puts his head in the door. “Sis,” he begins, with wide, excited eyes, “did you meet a-big fellow down the road—a dark chap with lots of bumps and black, frizzled whiskers?’ I had not, and I said so. “Well, he came by here bunting up some scamp who robbed a bank in Kichmond and got down to these parts with the money in his pocket and a bullet in his flesh. I started him down the main road. 1 wonder you didn’t see bun.” “1 drove around by the mill.” I answered, quietly enough, considering I feel like a tornado; “but lie won’t catch liis scamp to-night, dad.” “Think not? Why?” “Because I've-got him snug in the barnr _ ‘•Goodness, gracious! then I’ll j not Fa is making bis way to warn justice as fast as his weak legs will let him, when I steady hint against the stable- door and take away'his cane. “Dad,” I cry savagely, “I adore you, but if you take another step to harm that man, why—you’ve only got a dozen daughters to go through the rest of your life.” “You!” gasps pa—and I wonder the wisp of straw he has -been chewing does not strangle him black on the spot—“a child of mine help a thief—” “Exactly! and she means to make yom’an accessory after rthe act. Now, see here, pa, I don’t set up to-be a cherub, but when a fellow-creature, starved and bleeding, asks me tohelp him. in the name of God why I‘mean to help him if I break every law in Yir- girnia to atoms—so there 1” Pa looks stunned a bit—as I knew he would—wavers abit, and then laying one big brown paw on my head, as 1 likewise expected, knowing, pals way as I do, cries stoutly:— “Spoken like a .man, Sis; and now lei’s have a look at your villain.” When we stand at last before the stretched out there on the friendly straw, that pa’s loving heart gets the best of his law-abiding principles, and he bathes the hurt arm as tenderly as if it had never been raised in crime. When pa first notices the jug of water I have brought from the spring and the carriage-robe-rolled up for a pillow with the rough side iff; he locks at me wondenngly for a second, and then ejaculates with most contented happi ness: ‘Thank God. Bis,, yon are .only a woman after «11J” Iaupposa pa’ineuM wefl^but it does • sv ’-..'.r.A? KI rut---Wit -re:..: - not sound encouraging considering I’ve been trying to dp my duty like a man Even fathers arehuman! - “It’s no use,’.’ moans the poor crea ture, when pa has done his best with the wound. “I’m a goin’ fast boss, but she said they should not—touch “Don’t worry, my lad,” cries pa, cheerily. Bight or wrong here you stay until ” “It won’t be—long—1 feel it comin fast—and hard—I would have died out there on the black roadside except for her. God bless herl>-‘ If ; you—don’t mind”—and here he looks at me so like. some gaunt, faithful dog. that lean over him by* pa to catch his dying words—“if you don’t mind—will you take this bag from—around my neck? It chokes me—it chokes——” “There, there,” says pa, tenderly, and now, my lad, before you go to— -Sleep, tell me, does this money belong -to tfie bank?” “Yee, yes,” cries the dying man, with an imploring glance at pa while he tries to touch my hand with his own poor, feeble fingers; “take it back, boss, and tell them—tell them—that the— reward—belongs to—her ” Yes, that is the true and simple story of my fortune, no matter what the papers said. For a long time pa would not let me touch a penny of that $5,000, but when the people at the bank insisted that business was uusi- I had earned the money and there it was, why Castle of Frohsdorf. liuui hinstance toy railway from Vienna, Castle Frohsdorf shines out of the dense forest Uke a snow white Easters egg in a green nest. It is a plain square building, and if it were not for an enor mous coat-of-arms, with the traditional lilies, no one would suppose it to be the residence of a would-be-king. During the whole of the week ending May 14th a deep silence pervaded the park and buildings, and the numerous messengers who arrived from all parts to inquire about the health of the Comte de Cham bord were dismissed without /eing al lowed to cross the threshold. When the Comte de Chambord stayed at Gor- itz it was not difficult to obtain admit tance into the castle. The first thing that strikes the visitor upon entering the vestibule is a life-statue of tbe ltaid of Orleans, bearing a great likeness to the Duchess de Berri, • ‘the man of the' family.’,’ Opposite to it the walls bears an old coat-of-arms, with the lilies and the date 1480. On the back wall are two large pictures, one representing the Virgin and Child, the other an old gray bearded man, with a baby in his arms. The old man is the Comte de Chambord’s jiatron saint and the baby the Comte de Chambord himself.- The portrait of the baby Chambord naturally reminds one of the scene happened in 1830, in which this self-same baby played a prominent part and which OdUou Barrot describes in his Memoirs. Of all tlu* kings who have fled from the Tuileries, none did * so with more dignity than Charles X., who brought away his court, his military cabinet, his master of ceremonies and court marsh als. But the people, and the National Guard especially, opposed the flight, and while searching the royal carriages gave vent to no very royal feelings. In Cliarenton the mob would have stopped the royal procession altogether but for the little Due de Bordeaux (afterwards the Comte de Chambord) afid his sister, who sitting in the first carriage, bowed to the people and kissed their hands to them, as they had been taught in the days ofTiappy royalty. The mob was touched, the women cried, and the roy al party passed through the crowd, which did not even murmur. The ves^ tibule of Castle Frohsdorf (formerly Krottendorf, that is toad village; then Froschdorf—frog’s village) opens into a courtyard resembling the garden of a eonvent. Not a flower nor a shrub to relieve the monotony of the cold, gray stones, the closed windows, the tidy gravel walks. On the stairs and in the halls there are no ornaments except life-sized portraits of dead and gone Kings of France. Thirty young French noblemen alternately do services as the king’s chamberlains, and all they re ceive for tneir pains is a smile of the King! From Monseigneur’s windows in Frohsdorf we see a small castle on a hill which also belongs to the Comte de Chambord, and which he inhabits dur ing the hunting season. Here all the rooms are adorned with stag-heads, stuffed eagles and woodcocks: the fur niture is simple and nothing reminds the Comte de Chambord’s visitors of his hopes and aspirations. Two years ago a large parlor Was added, whose bow- windows offer a splendid view of the Scunnering and Leltha mountains. The Prince is said to have expressed a wish to die with this view before him. It is a scene of rare beauty—hundred- year old trees in tlie foreground and the mountains of Austria in the distance. Finding tb« Trail. Wild Red Men. Twenty-eight wild men, six wild wo men and four unclad children, none of whom had ever been out of the moun tains, were led Jay Major Llewellyn down to a station on the Santa Fe Rail road a few days ago. When a train boomed in tbe band was awed and whispered exclamations of “de-sa-rs-ta’ (wonderful) were many times repeated The brawny fellows, who empty handed would face a grimly, woe afraid to step into the cars, and the squaws and their children crooolied behind their tremb ling lords. But they were induced to board the train, and flat on'their faces between the seats this remarkable bond of Apaches was borne into Santa Fe to take part in the tertio-millennial parade. No part of the procession was so strik ing. Leonine heads set on shapely, robust frames, with massive shoulders and cheats full and rounded, splendidly displayed by tight-fitting buokskin cos tumes; sinewy trunks and flank. of shifting muscles, constituted the physi cal material for an exhibition both graceful and unique. The keen,strong black eyes glistened in a setting of red, poor fellow he looks ao pitifully helpless, brown and yellow, drawn across their dusky faces in lines and hands -or origi nal and striking designs. San Juan wore aabund his neck a medal of Gar field. Durjgg ifce Second day of their visit a maiden of Ub badd fell in love with a white exhibitor. As he was ar ranging his 'wares his wrist wan grasped from behind and he timed to see the figure of the Apache woman vanquish ing in thte crowd, leaving with him a silver circlet from her own aim. ‘This means,” he- exptamedr is the evening, as he palled back his cuff to show the ornament, “that I must see bar before either of tirtsus km Hero in the. shadow of this grim mountain is a camp* of cavalry—200 men in faded and ragged blue uniforms every . face sunburned and bronzed, every sabre and carbine showing long use, every horse lifting ijs head from the grass at short intervals for a swift glance up and down the valley. Here, at the foot of the mountain the Apache trail, which has been fol lowed for three days, has grown cold. Aye, it -has been lost. It is as if the white man had followed a path which suddenly ended at a precipice. From this point the red demons took wings, aud the oldest trailer is at fault. The men on picket looked up aud down the narrow valley with anxious faces. Down the valley, a mile away, a solitary wild horse paws and prances anu utters shrill neighs of wonderment and alarm. Up the valley is a long stretch of green grass, the earth as level as a floor and no visible sign of life. The pines aud shrubs aud rocks on the mountain side might hide ten thou sand Indians, but there is not the slightest movement to arouse suspicion. It is a still, hot day. Not a bird chirps, not a branch waves. ,..Tlifi eye of a lynx could detect ' nothing beyond the erratic movements of the lone wild horse adown the valley and the^ircular flight of an eagle so high in*air that the proud bird seemed no larger than a sparrow. For an hour every man and horse has looked for signs, but nothing has been discovered beyond what has been described. It is a lost trail. There something in it to arouse suopicion as as annoyance. Ten miles away the trail was as plain as a country highway, and the Indians had no sus picion of pursuit. Fve miles back there were signs of commotion. Here in the center of the valley, every foot print suddenly disappears. Look, now! A sergeant with grizzly locks and fighting jaw rides down the valley, followed by five troopers. They are to scout for the lost trail Every man has unsiting his carbine, -every saddle-girth has been tightened, and every man of the six looks over the camp as he rides out as if he had been told that he was bidding a. last far well to comrades. They ride at a slow gal lop. Each man casts swift glances along the mountain side to his right— along the mountain side to his left— at the green gross under his hores feet. What’s that! Afar up the slope to the right something waves to and fro for a moment. Higher up the signal is answered. Across the valley on the other sloi>e it is answered again. Down the valley, a full two miles beyond where the wild horse now stands like a figure of stone, and where the valley sweeps to the right like the sudden turn of a river, the signal is caught up and 200 Apaches, eager, excited and mounted, drew back into the fringe at the. base of the mountain and wait. The little band gallop straight down iqian tho lom, horse Now they are only half a mile away, and nis breath comes quick and his nostrils quiver as he stands and stares at the strange spectacle. A little nearer and his. muscles twitch and quiver and his sharp-pointed ears work fast er. Only eighty rods now, and with a fierce snort of alarm and defiance he rears up, whirls about like a top, and is off down the valley line an ar row sent by a stroug hand. The sight may thrill, but it does not increase the pace of those who follow. The men see the wild horse fleeing before them, but the sight does not hold their eves more than a second. To the right—to the left—above them—down the valley— they are looking for a hoof-print, for a trampled spot, for a broken twig—for a sign however insignificant to prove that men have passed that way. They find nothing. The signals up the mountain side were visible only for seconds. After the first wild burst of speed the lone horse looks back. • He sees that he is not being pushed, and he recovers courage. He no longer runs in a straight line, but he sweeps away to the left- swerves away to the right, and clianges his gait to a trot. TV hen he hears the shouts of pursuit and the loader thump of hoof-beats he will straighten away add show the pursuers a gait which nothing but a whirl-wind can equal. Look! It is only* a quarter of a mile now to the turn in the valley. Tlie lone horse has suddenly stopped to sniff tlie air. _ His ears are pointed straight ahead, his eyes grow larger and take on a frightened laok and he half wheels as if he would gallop hack to those who have seemingly pursued. Five, eight, ten seconds, and with a snort of alarm he breaks into a terrific run, takes the extaeme left of the valley, and goes tearing out of sight as if followed by lions, “Halt!” The grim sergeant see signs in the actims of the horse. Every trooper is looking ahead and to the right. The green valley runs into the friege, the fringe into a dense thicket, the thicket into rock and pine and mountain slope. order. Six to‘200. but he will face the danger. To retreat down the valley it to betovertaken one by one and shoe I The voice that declared that Walker from tS* saddle or reserved for torture, was the person who had placed tlie two Down-the valley there is no hope; up foul-flags upon second base came from the valley is the camp and rescue. The George Dark. two lines face each otler for a moment And to verify his word, George without a movement'- Dark himself came running in a minute Now, men) one volley—sling oar- later, bines—draw sabres and charge)”- “Didn’t I tell you that the K^I-C-K- A sheet of flame—a roar-^a cloud of E-R, kicker would get the game all smoke, and the six horses sprang for- mixed up?” asked he, delightedly “I ward. Then there is a grand yell, a knew that he would. He’s a nice man rudu by every horse and rider, and a to play ball, he is. All of the ball-play- whiripool begins to circle. Sabres flash ing that he is lit for is ball in the hat, and clang—arrows whistle—revolvers and even then he couldn’t play because pop-voirass shout and scream, and then he ain’t got any hat, and nobody that the whirlpool ceases. It-7snot' three knows him would lend him one.” the first carbine was fired; ‘‘But I saw him with a summer hat tragedy has ended. Every on,” put in R. T. Emmet, is down and scalped, half a George Dark’s lips curled contemptu- ins are dead or dying, a ously. are struggling or stagger- ling tbe bend at a mad gal- sergeant’s riderless horse, an arrow in his shoulder, and there is blooa'on-tti© saddle-. i„ five minutes he will be in eamp, and the notes Af'the bugle will prove that the lost trail has been found. ‘High hat, wasn’t it?” asked he. “Yes.” * “White hat?” “Yes.” tfKnowjvhat it was?” (ieorje Washington's Will. “Foot and a half of stove-pipe, white washed. And he hooked the stove-pipe off of the landlady, too. No wonder her kitchen stove don’t draw. But I wouldn’t give Walker away. Although With a history extending back nearly I ^ am an old sea-pup—-I mean dog—I’m ro hundred years,_it is not surprising | agentleuian, and I don’t cure who know that the records of Fairfax county, Va., I are interesting. The greatest treasure which the court-house contains, how-1 ever, is the original will of Geoigel Washington. When Washington re-1 tired from the office of President he Call Walker in.” ordered Peter Pad We called. All of us. But no Walker responded. In fact, we couldn’t see Walker at went to Mount Vernon, his country aU - He appeared to have faded away, seat, where, on the 14th day of Decern- Where could he have gone to. ber,'’1799, he died. Mount Vernon is While we were puzzling over the in Fairfax country, and the will was Question, a freckled-faced, bare-footed, therefore brought before the county twelve years of avoirdupois hoy, who court for probate. Tlie record of it is had glimmered into our group somehow, asfolfciws : spoke up. At a Court 1ip1.i fm- tho boss,” said he to Peter Pad, Fairfax, the 20th January, 1800. This der’tisW?”^" ^ feUer dat WUZ ° Ut in Last Will aud Testament of George TVashingtpn, deceased, late President I rytev of the United States of America, was uj j. “Yes, my son,” paternally answered presented in Court by George Steptoe iV’asMngton, Samuel TVashington and Lawrence Lewis, three of the Executors therein named, who made oath thereto and the same being proved by tlie Oath of Charles Little, Chas. Simms and Ludjteli Lee. to be in tlie true haud know where he is. “Where?” “Gone.” “Gone?” “Yes, sir.” “Where?” “Wid a girl. lie said dat he’d got Scediiie thereto annexed, ai’idthe''sa7d I a blackbeiring ' w:n x-.f , , . ’ . - I Muldoon, for some reason, appeared Will, being sealed and signed by him, visTw; ^ ^ and performed what the Laws require | ^Tiston’of female loveliness was mgs Certificate is granted them for obtain- ig si probate thereof in due form. * vr. rTn 1 Teste- L Df-pfwf ■ M . e Ia f”said our umpire. “I de- ‘ I soire to ask ay yez a few iutnerrogatory Op to a year or two ago tlie will was queries. Wur the faymale ould?” kept on fil i with other papers, not with- “Yes, sir,” came the prompt re standing the distinction which its his-1 sponse. torical value attached to it. Frequent “Wid bon-foire-hued hair? handling, however, threatened its de- “Yes, sir.” struction and the walnut case, which it [ “Acre soize fate?” at Dresent occupies, was made to pro tect it. The will is plainly visible through the glass top. It is ragged and tom,.and slightly discolored by age*^.-HaB-of. the fiagt page, which conSnenees <UK » 1CU 1>la lla , Amen,” seems to be missing, and the emphasis upon the grouiffi. other pages are kept in place by two ' " “Yes, sir.” “Walked wid a gimp?” “Yes, sir.” “Had a red parasolette?” “I—I think so.” Muhlrmn dashed his hat- with great - -mi • . - .. * -- —i ‘'-I’ve got enough,” he muttered. straps, The ink is well preserved, be- “I’m going back to the farm. I want ing as back and distinct, apparently, as to cut the sprouts off of the clams anv- wlien first written. The will is written way.” on letter paper, unruled, in a plain. And so ended our ball match round hand, easily legible. It is quite We called it a draw, lengthy, occupying twenty-three pages George says that for our sakes it was of the large record book into which it lucky that we did. has been copied. It goes into specifics He intimated that if we had not call- devises and is dated at Mount Vernon, I ed it a draw it would have been doubt- July 9 1799. The case containing the ful if we had been able to draw our original is kept in a fire-proof safe. salaries that week. The schedule which forms a part of As for Walker—well, he has not been the will contains a list of the property since heard from. owned by Washington. An interesting extract from this part of the ducument | a stone implement. as foUows: The 'two lots near the Capitol, in Riding Barelmck. “There’s a horse that knows as much as a man. Just look into his face, will you?” said Melville, the champion bare- back rider of the world. It was one hot afternoon at the cir cus. The big tent was swaying lazily in the breeze, and the hum of 20,000 voices came through the curtain into the dressing-room, where stood Frank Melville, the famous bareback rider, with his hand on his gray horse’s neck. He was dressed in pink silk tights, and carried in his hands a riding whip, with which he switched tlie sawdust on tlie ground. Around him were a hundred trappings of tlie hippodrome. The Shetland ponies, gayly saddled and bridled, stood sleepily wiiiting for their race. The woman who glides down a ,rope while holding on by tier teeth was trying her muscle on one of the cliains that supported the sides of tlie tent and two acrobatic artist, one a trapeze actor and the other a performer on the slack rope, stood critically watching her movements. All were resplendent m ipangies and silk, she in tights of a deli cate blue, and they in rights of orange and black and lavender. “Yes, sir,” said Melville, as he took his horse’s face in his hands, “lie knows -as much as a man. See how steady his eye is aud how perfectly sober his ex pression. This is what we call a cold- jlooded horse, a cross between some of our American breeds. They’re the best animals in the world for our business. You can teach them anything short of talking, and they never get nervous or excited. Why, this fellow knows when- I’m feeling well the minute I light on his back. If I’m in good condition he tends right straight to his own business but if I’m a little under the average lie favors me in every possible way. If I make a sumersault a little out of true lie’ll sway around just a little so as to catch me when I come down, and then carry me along as gently as a cradle.” Just then the music struct up a more spirited air and the horse turned his gray face knowingly but quietly to ward the curtained opening to the audi torium. “See how composed lie is,” said the rider, smiling at the action. “He knows it’s our turn next. - He’s just as different as can he from that little white mare over there. I take her for my second act. She’s a thoroughbred, and thoroughbred horses are always nerVous. But here we go. I must bid you good bye. Wait till I come back.” The gray horse arched his neck as his master’s private groom too iiiii by the bridle. The curtain parted; there was glimpse of 10,000 faces tlirougli the opening; tlie band played even more wildly than before, and the gray horse, followed by his world-famed rider, dash ed away into the ring amid a roar of applause. But at last the act was over. Mr.. Melville had turned several sumersauICs and performed a variety of pirouettes in mid-air, had leaped from tlie ground to his horse’s back without turning a hair, and all tlie time the band was blaring itself horse, the ring-master’s whip was snapping fiercely,' and the crowd was giving off spontaneous bursts of ai>- :: plause thal'Swetfrtf'jip loudly aniTtlien' # •..rwl A« NEWS IN BRIEF. —Denver is overrun with gamblers. —There are 308 G. A. R. Posts in 5 New York. —Lyons, Iowa, has a match factory- that turns out over 200 gross pef day. —Swimming-liatlis that are keptopeu all night, are largely patronized in New * York. » —Twenty billion wooden hoops are used annually in this country for bar- ' rels only, —There is stored in tlie tanks of the oil regions over 34,000,000 barrels of petroleum. —New Orleans is now averaging a lower mortality rale than that of New . York. —Judge Blatchford, of the Supreme l/Ourt, has a hobby of collecting ealen- ‘ dars of all kinds. —A Jadkson county, Georgia, man claims to he the father of forty-rtwo children. ; —Bread made with sea water is said ittiave remarkable medicinal and cura tive effects. -A trestle bridge on the Northern Facific Railroad, near Missoula. M. T is 300 feet hijrh and 2400 feet long. In order to make Ins children’s go verness his wife, Prince Alexander, of Wittgenstein, has renounced his rank. —A Rochester dentist has construct ed a pyramid formed of 4,800 teeth, ail removed from the jaws of suffering humanity. •’ ” - —Tlie State geologist! of Pennsyl vania declare that tlie present supply of petroleum will beexnausted inabont three years. —Harvard college lias conferred the degree of LL. D. upou every governor of Massachusetts since 1800 with tlie exception of Governor Butler. —Earl is the oldest English title, and was the highest until Edward HI. cre ated dukes and Richard II. marquesses, both of whom outrank earls. died away like waves on tlie strand As his horse dashed hack into thedressing- njom he followed slowly in the heavy shoes tnat circus people wear to save their sandals, and retired to his dress ing-room a little tired and perspiring. “Well, that ends my work,” said lie until 9 o’clock this evening. Fifteen minutes in the afternoon and fifteen York State for the first week in July more in tlie evening—that’s my day’s wm!72j612 tons, showjng an increase snnu-o — | An explorer among the Pacific Island tbs nri<*A tI* 6 on y ’ 111 group of New-Britain describes as fol- 1 ,l b.ow l ows the making of a stone implement, pnee three storevhiwlf cnni. W0 ire I from whicfl weiuay infer how much la- reduction lhe*<^!li^nH^o^f t t 1 | 0Ut i* 1 ^ h 01 went t0 the manufacture of the waiiIiI iiavo 6 P flce « f celts and stone axes found in prodigious Tri-se lots - ab0ut * 1 ’ 350 - numbers in many parts of the world, K^mnlei^ ^ The native takes T piece of granite. (KB at least ^ stan( * me m which he places in a slow fire of cocoa- vr„ - , 0 „ , nut shells, which give an immense-heat, Piston, an 5 °, n tbe and allows it to become red hot. lie ufttpil nn a<1 J iU ?t a 8 eo V® 1 y Slt - then, by the aid of a split bamboo, in li#« mlh ^ a *thougli many the place of tongs; removes it from the inp-It dp-ii i,f,rtL < !? nVe f Ue ?n’ bav ® sol<J a fire and begins to drop water on it. drop Twelve eenia 1 ^f 111 J 31 *. tbese at by drop, each drop falling exactly on cents tlie square foot only. the same place. That portion of the -Square 634 is bounded on the south stone on which the water falls begins to b; B street, on tlie west by New Jersey crack and fly off, until the heat is gone avenue, on tlie north by O street, and out of the stone. He then repeats the on the east by North Capitol street. I operation until an irregular hole is torm- 7he two lots which Washington refer- ed through the centre. He then fixes a Ed to were lot 16, fronting fifty-four stick through it and takes it to a place feet on North Capitol street, and part where there is a large granite rock in cf lots 6 and 7, having about the same which is a deut like a small basin. He frontage on New Jersey avenue. The I hits the stone on the rock until all the first lot was purchased by Washington rough comers are knocked off and it is from Daniel Carroll, but there is no I worn fairly round; then takes the end teed of the sale on record. In the of- of the stick and pressing the stone down fee of tlie District commissioners, how-1 into the hollow of the rock makes the tver, there is proof of tlie purchase, stick revolve rapidly between li is hands, YVashington’s heirs sold it to David I weighting it with other stones fastened English and W. S. Nichols, and in I to the top of his stick, until that side of course of time it was purchased by I the stone is worn perfectly round and Admiral Wilkes. It is now owned by smooth. He then shifts the other side the National Savings’ bank. It is the!of the stone downward and works at Si?- P^ netra te Oiat fringe, site of the Hillman house, a building f that until both are smooth and even, riie^iois^mvhav^scentwI^volfnr'i^iT 1 ori S inall y by Washington and oc-1 choosing a handle of tough wood about me Horse may have scented wolf orgriz- cupied by him as a residence. It is now 14 feet long, on to which helixes the stone ■“Forward!” assessed at $9,000. The property on with gum from the bread-fruit tree, leav- No man knows what dancer lurks in J ? r3ey ? ven " e 1)38 bee® subdivid- ing about four inches protrading at one .»,»a „ rM , ,’jsr: and M. Kammerer, trustees of E. H. lny and disgrace; to ride forward is— wait! There is no air stirring in the valley. Every limb and bough is as still as if made of, iron. There is a silence which weighs like a heavy bur den, and the harsh note of hawk or buzzard would be a relief. Here is the bend, The valley con tinues as before—no wider—no narrow er—level .and unbroken. The wild horse was out of sight long ago, and the six troopers see nothing but tlie greer. grass as their eyes sweep the valley from side to side. “Turn the bend and ride down the valley for a mile or so and keep your eyes open to discover any pass leading out.” “Halt!’” It is more than a mile beyond the bend. No pass has been discovered. No signs of a trail have beon picked up The sergeant has raised himself up for a long and careful scrutiny, when an exclamation causes him to turn his face up the valley. Out from the fringe ride the demons who have been lurking there to drink blood. Five—ten— twenty—fifty—the line has no end. It stretches clear across the valley before paint face the grim-old sergeant and his five troopers. - *■ “ Into line- -right dress I” It is the sergeant who whispers the J t The most popular Song of the day by Leutner, having a total assessed value long odds is, “Only a Pansy Blossom,” of $4,000. The lot oh the Eastern Its popularity is phenomenal, judged branch cannot be located. | from the standpoints of both tlie music trade and public favor. More than 60,- A Queer Tree. 1000 copies of the "Pansy Blossom” have — „ . ~~ ' , . I already been sold, and it is a little over The queerest of trees must be the | a year old—a long age, by the way, for ft grows to I songs of its class. You hear it every- tne height of forty feet, ‘but its girth where that music exists, which is wlier- is entirely outof proportion to its height, I ever men are collected. It is sung by s? 1116 ,*??*® thirty feet in diameter, high and low, in city and hamlet, with I; JL? f m •M nc f *s> then, more I accompanients from the pretentious or- “■fs f ore ?t Hian a single tree. Their I chestra to the simple accordion that age w incalculable. Humboldt consul- whiles away the hour of halt around the era them as *016 oldest living organic camp-fires of the West. The best proof monuments of our planet.” Some Q f its popularity, however, is inthe imi- frees are believed to be oOOO years old. tations of it which have sprung up, and xoucan cut a good-sized room into the I which all float easily on the waves of its trunk of a baobab, with comfortable j success. Some of these liave queer accomodations for thirty men, and the Lames. How does “Only a Tansy Blos- tree lives on and flourishes. It produces I sdm” strike you, for instance? If he is a fruit about a foot long, which is edi- successful, the song writer can liardly ble. As an example of slow growth in complain of his profits. He receives a England, a .baobab at Kew, though liberal royalty—KI per cent., usually— more -ban eighty years old, has only at-1 and, besides, his reputation is made, fou f * nd .*Ef h ^* Bet * and attention to bis future efforts r: , to th* African thereby secured. . Howard, tbe cornpos- .. . -j-*. - 2 baobab £rows In Australia .They have I er of the Pansy Blossom, will makepro- r 7*®“ “ 6lC ® 9 *** h « h - bably from $15,006 to $20,0UOout of his to the right and 200 Indians in war with a girth of eighty-five feet. immu and if there are any others who work. But it took me seventeen years to learn it, and I don’t half know it yet. It may look easy, but it isn’t learned in a minute, let me assure you of that.” “Is it very hard to learn?” asked the reporter. ‘Yes, very; and some people can never learn it. It takes a certain knack or grace, or whatever you may call it. Now, there’s my brother George—there he goes again out into the ring—lie’s a capital rider as far as the mere riding goes, but lie lias not the build, or the presence, if you choose to call it so, that is necessary for a man to have if he is going to be great in the business. George is more on the comic order. Just watch that gait of his. There, there; look at that strut. Isn’t that capital? He’s one of the very best clowns in the circus business, I think.” The brother George, concerning whom these comments jrere passed, was just then fleeing before the ringmaster’s lash. He was dressed in black, with white over-gaitera, white gloves and a red wig. He was pigeon toed and kneck-kneed, and altogether disjointed, and the audience laughed at his antics immoderately. “How in the world,” asked tlie re porter, turning to tlie bare-back rider again, “did yon ever get into tliis busi ness?” “Get into? Why, man, I didn’t get into it. I was born in it. My father was one of the best riders of liis day. My mother was a rider, too, and my mother’s mother was in the show busi- Tliere are 25 copper furnaces’ in Tennessee, which turn out an annual yield of 2,600,000 pounds of copper. —Hamilton Disston, of Philadelphia, is the largest taxpayer in the famous Orange couuty, Florida. He owns 170,000 acres. Miss Jessie Buckner, wiio was un pleasantly associated in tiie Tnompsoa- Davis tragedy at Uarrodsburg, Ky., will soon sail for Europe. r — J ay Gould lias ■.very large siable . full of fast horses, his favorite being a‘ pony-built horse with a 2:23 record* blit' he does not appear od the turf. Twenty-live cents fare is charged ■ on the street car line running bjtweia Billings and CuuLson, Montana but the rider is entitled to tsgo glasses of beer at Coulson. —Governor Cleveland is enjoyin'* his vacation at his home in Buffalo. He is said to be very fond of fishing, and has become badly sunburned in the prose cution of his favorite sport. —Massachusetts possesses more than s half of the 1,957 shoe factories in the of boots and shoes annually produced. —The coal deposits of Porteau Mountains, west of Waldron, Ark, as well as the timber and agricultural lands throughout Scott County, are at tracting the attention of capitalists. ■The tonnage on the canals m New t »wut* - , ° — increase of 29,041 tons over last year. The ship ments of wheat have increased 247 900 bushels, of corn 230,000 bushels and of rye 96,000 bushels. —Among tlie instances of private war in the Middle Ages, it is related that in the fifteenth century a cook of Eppenstoin—a sheep of his having been killed by Count Von Solms. and the value not being paid—sent,' with the scullions, a formal challenge of war to the nobleman. -The new railroad bridge over Ni agara River is to be about 30J feet above tlie present suspension bridge and completed by December next, ei-Oit months from the time of beginning. It will embody a principle never before il lustrated by any large work. —The site ot tlie famous old Cock lavern, in Fleet street, .London, was recently leased for a term of eighty years at public sale for irKlJO a year The property covers an area of 24dj feet, with a frontage of about 19 au l a depth of 130 feet. ness long years ago in Austraiiia, in the days when every circus had its after piece or play. I was a cripple in my hnvhnnri We lived for a time in Chili —It is estimated- that the melon crop I easily find plenty of music publishers step -or- the rider, but simply knock this yew in Georgia will reach 7;500,000 wbd will hive them tbe chance to melons and aefl for $1,606,000. (try it. boyhood. South America, after leaving Australia! There they have a sort of iron basket full of Coals which they set in the centre of the room to warm it. One day, when quite young, I fell backward into one of these baskets, aud the result was a severe bum, from which my spine was affected so that I was qnite drawn out of shape. My chin was drawn on to my breast in an unnatural way, and, on the suggestion of a friend, my father thought to cure me by teaching me to perform. I began when about ten years old. and it was two years after before I appeared in public. I went through the regular course of training the first part ol which is to learn to dance and tumble. It is absolutely necessary for a bareback rider to be a good dancer aud a good tumbler. First of all, though, tlie most important thing to learn is to strike on one’s feet. It doesn’t matter which side up a man is, if he can inly touch liis toes lie’s all right.” Well, isn’t there great danger of some times falling under the homes?” “Hot as much danger in that as there looks to be, particularly if your horse lias common sense. The greatest dang er is when there are a number of horses But even then, many a time in tact, when I have been riding four horses, 1 have fallen under their heels and been all nixed up beneath them so that everybody thought I must be killed, and then came out without a scratch on my body. The trick consist in sim ply rolling right up in a ball, and if the 109b to parallel his sncceai they can horses are well trained they will not against him until he rolls out to one side and gets on his feet again. ” —A blind girl was one of the gradu ates of the Portland (Me.) High School class recently, and was one of the best scholara in the class, in which she stood .«o. .1 for four years. “J he English navy has at Dresent ol ships of all classes, including, those o?- ,??? 3t „ detence ’ with a tonnage of * / ran ce, taking tlie estimates has m her navy 33 ships, of 219,000 tons. ’ —Among the items in the estimate of expenses fqr tlie Duke of Edinburg’s special mission to Moscow was one of $5UU0 “for gratuities.” The civiliza tion over there appears to have soma points of similarity to our owal —A vein ot manganese, which is sal- dom found in this country outside of v errnont, was a sh >rt time ago struck at a depth of 53 feet beneath the surface of a property iu Berks county, tfiat was being worked as an iron ore mi™. - -It is said that a chemist in Italy has perfected a process by which wine can be condensed and hardened and that another chemist at Marseilles has successfully done the same with brandy so that veritable “nips” can be carried about in the vest pocket. —In Rome a small Egyptian obelisk has been discovered iu an excavation behind the Church of Santa Maria sopra Minerva, near tlie site of the Temple of Isis and Serapis. It lies at a depth of lifteea feet, and is in good preservation A sphinx m basalt was found, also’ with a cartouch on the breast. ’ —During the royal opera season in Berlin, beginning last August and clos ing In June, there were 236 onera* sung. From among the comDoseni Richard Wagner leads with 32 Mozart follows with 21, Meyerbeer with 18 Lortzing with 18, Bizet with 17, Weber operas!*’ ***** •^ nber each with jj —The development of American agri culture u unequaied in the history any other nation, The wheat acraww of the United 8rates baaincreased I fVmm lSfil^andthe 183 *“ 1871 to ^i 000 ,000in 1881. and the com acreage during the same period from 33,090.000 a/iL, 64,000,000. Cotton has doubled the cr °P being 3,000,000 against 6,600,000 inI88i. j&ztttm .-4< v. a ithptett u ■ Stall?'* \r;| b : .' ■ J