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A Official Journal iff Me and Random f .\ Counties. Adrertiwinents inserted M the rate of f 1 per w]\iare for first insertion, and 50 cents .^rtinar* lor encli *nWqlWi»l insert ion. j be ^n6* oiun«iudiis m konwl-ana Mjnaw. : ; |ec|al rales given on ad vert iscmeaU to run lor a longer period than one month. D. B. FREEMAN, Publisher. LABORING FOR OJJ) SERIES-YOL. X- NO. 46 CEDARTOWN. GA.. T tbk ■n.inro nous. Yon good old Bow, stand quietly now, And don't be turning your heat this way. You’re looking for Donald, it's alaia to see, BuGhe won't be here todsy. Nobody came with me, dear old Boa, t ; Not! even to earry my pail; for, yoe see. Donald’s gone whistling down the Jaaa, Ana DOuald is vexed with me. ’. And dll because of a trifling thi«h H He tsked me a question, and I said “Nay." I never dreamed that be would not gaess It w»» only a woman’s way. . I wonder if Daniel has ever learned The motto of "Try aad try again.” I think, if be had, it.might hi. ve been He bad not learned in vain. i And there needn’t have stretched between its two, On this fair evening, tlfr meadow wide. And I needn’t have milked’alone to-night, With nobody at my side. Whati was it be said to me yeeterdve, ' 6oqething about—about my eyes? It’s strange how clever.that DimaU Can be; That is, whenever he tries; ~ - - ■ Now, Bossy, otd oow, you That I’ve cried a little w Nor, don’t yon sear?- it is What Donald may obobee If hefchoset«gd whistling. I chose to dag glyjr fwiStnS Bnt iris Irmelg Now isn't it Bossy dear? I—hark! who* that? Ob, Donald, It's you! Did yon speak?—excuse nte—what did yon any? “May you carry my pail.” Well, yee; at I suppose, if von try, yon may, Bnt, Donold, if I had answered No, Do you think it .would have occurred to you ' Not to he vexed at a woman’s way, Bnt to try what coaxing would do? HOW HE PUNISHED KEK. He would show her what it msfigt to rebel against him. True, she had asked him to let her go to bar mother who was ill but who would attend to his wants if she went? He had made it plain enough to her;, what more could she expect? But she was not satisfied. She bad declared her intention of going anyhow, and she had said she did not see any reason why she should stay away when her mother needed her so much. It was only a few hour’s ride, and she would come straight heck just as soon as mamma was better. Robert was angry, hut when he thought ’it over he would surely see that she was right. She had reasoned so, and putting to gether a few articles which she would need, she locked np her things secure ly, went down stairs and told Jones, the waiting-man to Bay to his master that she would only be gone two days. Leaving everything in Jones’ care, she went ont into tho street, hailed a cab, and was driven to the train. Robert Nesbit received her message and became deeply indignant. He felt His anthhrv "set aside, his comfort ig nored, and he determined to make her feel t^e weight of bis displeasure. He would punish her so severely that she would never again defy him. He went to his office, but was so silent and gram all day that his part ner wondered. Next day he did not come until about noon, when he an nounced his intention of leaving the city. This was a sudden resolve, but the former said nothing. Nesbit was a peculiar man, and liked no interfer ence in his affairs. He only asked: “If letters come, to what point should they be forwarded?” “Send none until you hear from me, for I have not decided yet where I shall go,” was the reply. A we€k passed—two, three, then a month had rolled away, and no word had come from him. His partner had a letter from his wife, saying that she had written to her husband again and again, and received no reply. “Was he ill? Was he away? What "was the matter?” .He wrote telling her all he knew, which was simply that his partner had gone away some weeks before. Laurel had never so needed a hus band’s consoling love. Her mother, to whom she had been devoted, lay on the bed of death, and her anguish at seeing this dear friend about to leave her was augmented by her husband’s unjust and' cruel "treatment. Her delicate health was failing, her suffering was intense. If her husband would only come! Each time the bell rang her heart would give a quick throb, and cease beating. At last the suspense of watching and waiting the blow that would surely fall was ended. The blow fell, the good, kind mother smiled on her for the lasttime, and died with her loving eyes fixed upon her child. After the funeral she returned to the' city and went straight to the office, but her husband had not sent any news of his whereabouts. With a stilling heart' she turned away. She then went to their home, but there she met with dis appointment also. The house was closed and locked up, the servants were all gone, and there was no one there to tell tier anything. There was nothing to do but to return to the depot and wait for tlie train to take her back to her girl hood’s home. In a few hours she was hack sobbing in her brother's arms. She tcld him all, aud asked him what she must do. The dark' Hght'-that flashed into his eyes boded no good for. his brother-in-law should lie meet him in his presort state, bnt be told her he would attend to it for Her; she must go now add lie down. Bnt rest was impossible; sleep was far off from the wide dark eyes. They were bright and her brow and cheeks were burning; before night she was de lirious with fever. On the same day that Laurel was in quiring for him at home her husband in a distant city chanced to pick up a newspaper, and read this notice: “Died. at Clarmount, near the town of , Mrs. Ellswood, of Walter <1. EUswood and Mrs. Robert Nesbit.” “Good heavens! Laurel’s mother deadly And he had acted as be .1) about his wife’s going! He bad never thought her mother’s illness anything. What would every one think of him? He must hasten home at once.” He noticed the date of the paper and aawdbat Mrs. Ellswood had died seve ral days before. He hurriedly packed bis valise, went to the telegraph office andwired his partner that he would be home as soon as he could possibly get there, He went straight to the depot and bought a through ticket for home. He knew it was useless to go to his house; it was locked and he had the keys. He knew there would be no one at the of fice. He could not goout to Clarmount until the next train which left in two hours., He could only go to the nearest telegraph station and send a message to let, them know he was coming. He was just writing the message when he heprd his name called. He looked firotmd. One of the yonng men in the -Office handed him a message which had just been received, addressed to “Dar- letgh, of Nesbit, Darieigh & Co.” It contained these words: Wire Nesbit at once, if you can; his wife is very low. W. G. Ellswood. “I think this message concerns you more than it does your partner, Mr. Nesbit. There is no necessity to send It out to his house?” “But the operator received no reply. Looking in Nesbit’s he face saw that it was deathly in its hue. He offered him a chair, but the stricken man only wrote the reply: “Coming; meet me at the station,” and walked ont of the office. He went straight to the depot, where he had to wait a short while that seem ed an eternity before the train moved out. On the way his thoughts were fall of remorseful agony. He had acted unpardonably. He had been very hard and cruel toward his young wife, and now she was very ill, probably dying, and he not with her. He felt that his cruelty In leaving her without a word bad its share in bringing on her illness. The carnage was waiting for him at the station. The driver said in reply to his eager inquiry: “Miss Laurel is very low.” “Rapidly he was dnven to the house where he had spent so many pleasant evenings, where he had first met Laurel in the bloom of ber girlhood, his own sweet Laurel; would she know him? Oh, merciful God! would she be living? At last the house was reached, and he sprang from the caniage. At the steps Walter met him. “How is she?” was all he could utter. “Just alive,” answered the eoldly, not taking His proffered*hand. ‘May I see her at once?” asked the now utterly crushed and remorsef y) man. “She had asked for you^ Of course I cannot refuse her wish. Sne has jut recovered consciousness. She heard the carriage.and is expecting you.” Silently Robert followed the brother of his wife into the room of death. As they entered Laurel raised her hand and stretched it feebly toward her husband. A sweet smile lit up her pallid face, her bright, sunken eyes. He bent over her and kissed her lips, her forehead; he was shaking like one in a chill. He bent down by her and held her hand in both of his. “I am very sick, Robert, I am so glad you have come, for the doctor says I must die. Oh, Robert, my husband, how can I leave you and my baby, our baby, our little girl. You will have to take my place as well as your own to our little one. Robert, she will have no mother. Never mind, dearest, don’t grieve so. You must keep a brave heart for baby’s sake. I will meet mamma sooner than I thought.” A spasm of pain passed over the beau tiful features and made her oblivious to all around. Robert knelt looking at her in blank misery. He was powerless to relieve her. He rose and bent over her in agony. He called her name wildly, begged her to forgive him and live for him. He cursed himself and In the next breath he prayed with tremulous fervor that she might be spared, only a while. ‘Oh God! I cannot stand It. I cannot bear it” he groaned as he flung himself down on the bed beside her, The move ment roused her and she laid her hand on his head. “Robert, darling you Must not give up’ this way. I am weak, Robert, I must—kiss me, my husband, our baby —take care of her—good-bye.” The yonng life had gone ont from the beautiful form. The baby was already dead, bnt they Bad not told her. Both were buried in one gfava The grass is green upon it to-day, and Robert lives on with the shadow of that grave always falling over him. He is a changed man. The old imperious temper is subdued. If a sadder, he is also a gentler and no bler man. Nature never intended for anyone to wash down his food while eating. She has wisely placed salivary glands in va rious places in oar months; they secrete a fluid for the moistening, besides a chemical action at the food after masti cation. Tills gets the food in a suita ble condition for swallowing. Drink ing every few minutes while eating prevents the usual flow of saliva; also.it Washes it down before it can have a chemical action of certain portions of the food. Une of the most pernicious habits to'health is drinking several tumblers of water while eating; better drink warm drinks. The fltomach will not digest one particle of food when it has a temperature below 100 degrees of Fahrenheit; neither will it digest one atom of food until all the fluid is first absorbed. No healthy person should drink more than a half-pint of same mild fluid while taking food, and dys peptics should not dnnka drop while they are eating, ner for three or four The great tattooers among European people are French soldiers and French criminals. The idler and more disrep utable the man, the more time be pas ses under artest, the more tahe likely to be tattooed. The long vacuous leisure of prisons, barracks mud guard-rooms is relieved by the art of tattooing. Ver million and China ink are chiefly used, and a vast number of emblems are en graved on the human frame. Mere fan tastic pictures are most common, then come amatory devices, hearts, clasped hands, and the like, patriotic and reli gious and professional symbols, and so forth. One man was decorated with a picture of a carriage, coronet aud all, in which a lady sat and watched the efforts of two grooms to control her fiery horses. Sometimes the caricature of Prince Bismarck is tattooed. Shoe makers and carpenters decorate them selves with pictures emblematic of their trade. Two foils aad a mask are the “moko,” as the New Zealanders say, or tattooed crest of a fenrar; a gunmaker marks his arm with fee picture of a pistol. A man's body sometimes be comes his dossier, a record of his oaraer, and may he of considerable use to the police. Criminals often proclaim their bad luck, as they think it, in the tat tooed inscriptions on their arms. Some write “no lack” (pas de chance), some proclaim more poetically that they are “bom under an evil star.” One philos- pher has been known to tattoo himself thus (he was a pessimistic jail-bird), “the past disappointed me, the present torments me, the future appals me”—a bitter experience of life; The inscrip tion mort aux officieis Francois is from the arm of a rebellious private. The criminal class in Italy is not less addict ed to tattooing than the am order in France. Tattooing has sadly dwindled from a sacred and secret rite in the Marquesas islands to the employment of the leisure of thieves add undis ciplined. soldiers in Europe. Oddly enough, these latter very frequently tattoo themselves with religious em blems, their religion being probably much on a level with that of the South Sea islanders. Luck, and the hope of securing luck by the use of superstitious devices is at the bottom of both creeds. Oddly enough the famous claimant was not tattooed while the originol Roger had been a good deal tattooed in his boyhood. In this case, as in many others, tattooing has proved of service to law and police. Criminals, who have all the interest possible in being unrecognizable, are just the persons who perversely stamp themselves with marks that are practically indellible. A slap from an open hand on the place will often bring out the old mark in red, at whatever pains the wearer may have been to efface the decoration. THe Indira Cora Crop. The November report of the Depart ment of Agriculture gives the total yield of the Indian corn crop this year as approximately 1,577,000,000 bushels. “ te_isASOfiEt tim product bushels short of the' crop of 188^, notwithstand ing a large increase of acreage. This is the third crop “in succession,” we are told, “below an average, following six successive crops above an average yield, or twenty-six bushels per acre,” and the quality of the crop in the frosted belt is said to be very poor. This report is not flattering, but it will be well if the present deficiency of the com harvest turns out to he no greater than the department estimates it. The Chicago correspondent evidently fears that the crop is generally overestimated, and states that “Iowa has not enough com for home consumptiou,” while Minnesota, Wisconsin and Michigan are virtually in the same predicament. Though it is nutjikely that there will be 'any scarcity of com in this country before the crop of 1881 is secured, the feet that for three successive years this most important of all our cereal crops should have been cut short by untimely Northwestern treats emphasizes the ex pediency of extending its cultivation south of the thirty-eighth parallel. Un less the spring opens early in the North west and the com can get a good start so as to mature before the middle of September, it is always liable to injurious frosts. The great stream of tropical vapor traversing the United States in summer (under which alone can be found the temperature and rainfall necessary for the perfection of this tropical plant) is projected from the Gulf coast, and after reaching the Missouri and Ohio valley is deflected eastwardly to the west end of Lake Erie. Within the area overspiead by this “vapor plane,” and a small rain belt southwest of lake Michigan, we must look hereafter for our chief supply of com. Next year especially it is to be greatly desired that the acreage of com within this area shall be largely in creased.- - Bon Ton Ffiper. . “The latest agony in. fashionable writing paper is the dove and turtle green shades, of note size,” said the manager of the stationery department of a large book store, in answer to an inquiry. “As you see, they are really very pretty colon, and there is a large demand for them. Bines of all tints continue to he fashionable.” “Is there anything specially new in the shapes of papers!” “No, it is only in the shades, the regular sized commercial, note being the standard thing. In correspondence cards this style, known as the ‘ragged edge,’ is still the favorite. You will see that we also have a large lme of these cards which are stamped or hand- painted in the comer. The designs mostly asked fdr are those decorated with flowers.” “What direction does fashionable taste take-in the matter of calling cards? ’ ’ “Light weight cards are the proper thing ladies using the large size and gentlemen the small.” “And how about dinner cards?” “The small hand-painted ones are mostly used. We have a variety of different figures, bat the favorite ones are landscapes and Sowers. Silk dinner cards are still called for, but' not so much as formerly. Here is a line of the same kind which are attracting a good deal of attention. Yon see they are of all shades, and they have these little silver and gilt Venetian orna ments in the comer.” “Is there anything especially near coming ont for the holiday trade in writing papers?” “No, not any new style in shape, tint or size. Everything new in this line seems to be in the way of cabinets for holding paper. I have seen some inmli'ilreigni in them. The materials meetly naed in their eonstruet i<» are silk, plush and Long Utah. df) AM Advertiser $Jk Gcfburtara COMMON WEAL. TEEMS: $150 Fer Annum, in Advance. ►AY, DECEMBER 13. 1883. NEW SERIES-VOL. YI-NO. 1. Job Printing. the worse* job office 18 EQUIPPED WITH GOOD ^ PreaaadXew Material, Type. Eorder, Ornaments. Of the very latest design". and all order, fur Job Work wilt be executed neatly, cheaply and promptly. - The Mootville section of is a paradise tar (rid people, radios of two miles from Allyn’s tain, that histone knob on the river midway between New London Norwich, are to be found more people than in any other part of State. There seems to be a subtle, defined something in the air that old people to live on and on ' and to keep their spirits buoyant in litter abeence of hope of ever being to cross the dark nvor and join friends on the other shore. A months ago Noah Champman, the eat Mason in the State of died at the age of ninety-seven and six months, and only a short before that Gay C. Stoddsnl, of Ferry, a hero of the war of 1812 away at nearly the same age. these men were active workers in fee troublous time of our late war' wife , Great Britain, and lent invaluable SSf, at fee time when Commodore Decatur's fleet was blockaded in the Thames river by the British squadron. Ife histone old earthworks, now ermabied and green wife age on the top of Allyn’s mountain, which were created by Defer’ tor to prevent the British from sasonfl- ing the river, have barely ont lasted fee Uvea of these two remarkably aged man. Across fee liver from here, in tt are more than a boots of elderly all of whom are widowed pensioners the war of 1812. D'reetly opposite Ailyu’s on the west bank of toe Thames, this town, are the beautiful grounds the Kitem ang association, and tarn of Norwich genii man who down here summers to oath catfish pi ly bmoale and vsif their can Directly m the rear of their park the humble cottage of Marvin who ia now in Ids hundredth year, will be one hundred next spring il lives. And yet this man of so -a years does not look a b.t over aixt; He is an old farmer fisherman and u! I lavcriteof the Kite mangers, and the r guests a; e invar ably given to peep -i I the old gentlemen. Nor should fa worthy spouse be considered at a bee.ward in coining forward with great sge. She is eighty-seven and hi I just Celebrated her birthday. Tho oi ■ easiou was a phenominal one. aore-tture. children of the fifth get > eratiun wire present, bnt none wet younger and none seemed to enjc themselves better than Mr. Smith hua seif. Mrs, Smith took asmuoh interei in the kirtuday reunion as would young girL She got ont some bedqoilt work and to sot an example for her. nieces and grand-nieces, and d moxeljt stitched and chatted with the i She comes of a family remarkable their longevity. During the day, wil ont the aid ot her glasses, she letters in a bold, round hand to each ber three sisteia, Mrs. Eunice Deer, Waterbary, aged eighty-four; Prudence Lord, of Qriawold, ninety-term; '"Mrs: Charity Mystic, aged seventy-eight The com bined ages of these five persons aggre gate 441 yean. Mrs. Smithis of Mystic stock, Mr. Smite is a small, wrinkled man with a long, white beard, which is the only feature suggestive of his great age. He is a tittle hard of hearing, bnt reads without the aid of glasses. He is act ive as ever, and goes ont to oyster in his tittle rowboat as easily and as handi ly as tie did ten years ago. “How does it feel to be a hundred years old,~ Mr. Smith?" ashed the re porter. “I don’t know as.it feels any dif ferent than it did when I was fifty years old,” was the reply. “1 don’t I eel any older now than I did twenty-five years ago.” The old man is not sautions for news paper notoriety, and some times is de cidedly non-communicative. Again, when bis interest is excited, he will talk munteruptedly for hoars upon the changes that have come over the world siaoe he was a boy. He saw the first steamboat that ever came up the river, he bought the first stove that was ever used in this town and lived down the opposition el liis town people in oonse quenca. He had lived Jong enough to have a railroad run through his front yard, and he had noted the successful rise of the telegraph and the telephone and the spread of newspapers. All these things interest him, ss he is posted on the wurla’s work; “but for a man of my time of life,” says he, “I must be looking toward other thau these pony inventions of men.” •fieri As every American knows wbo has visited London, the underground rail way system is one of the most extraor- n ary systems of locomotion in tba world. Snbtestanean London is literally honey combed bv tunnels branching off in all directions, so that, while wagons and hansoms rumble overhead, innumera ble trains shriek and groan as they thread their way in darkness beneath the busy thoroughfares. When it was proposed to construct this underground railway system, much opposition was made to the scheme. It was believed that the thundering of the trains would shake down the houses above, and that to enter the long tunnels would be cer- death to any person venturesome gh to attempt it. - When fee opposition was overcome, a long straggle between the pro- meters and the citizens, and- the “ portion of the system was completed, it was soon discovered that instead of the underground railways being a public danger, they were in reality a great public benefit. They took an enormous amount of traffic off the already crowded public thoroughfares, and provided a speedy means of communication with the most distant parts of the metropolis such as was impossible under the old- fashioned modes of traversing the streets of London. Indeed, it is owing to the underground railway system that the English metropolis now possesses means of rapid communication such as is possessed by no other large city in the world. The system consists of two rings of subterranean tunneling—an inner and an outer. The outer ring was long ago completed. Within the next six months the inner circle will be com pleted, at a cost of something like 215, 000,000 a mile. Underground London will then be ramified by a complete re ticulation ot tunnels, and it will be pos sible to reach any part of the gigantic suburbs in less than an hour. When the original objectois to the underground railway system appeared before the promoters, they based their opposition to the scheme mainly on two da—that it would cause a vast ntion in the value of property, and that the noxious vapors and the locomotive’ smoke would prove highly is to public health and safety. Neither of these objections has been seriooaty realized. ~ Where proper ty was injured the Metropolitan Bail- may Company gave compensation; and as for foul VSpors, all danger from that source was obviated by the numerous air hides which were bored through the root of fee tunnel, and the open charac ter which was given to all-the stations. One danger, however, which was not dreamed of In connection wife the un derground railways, was the presence of infernal machines in the tunnels, and the instantaneous death and injury of unsuspecting passengers by their explo sion. The terrible affairs whiah occur- in London of late, cannot be attri buted to an explosion of fire damp. Wjfe trains traveling eontinously at minute intervals through the tun- . pels, fool air would inevitably be driven ^through the air holes or ont at the open stations,' which are situated at very short distances from each other. Fetar Gate*' Bad Fall. One. of the most wonderful accidentf that can possibly happen to a man and leave life in him is that experienced by Peter F. Gates, son of the famous hotel keeper at DeWit, Iowa. Fetor Gatos is superintending the work of the mine of the Gunnison Mining and Exchange Oompany, of Davenport, Iowa, which is in Treasure mountain, Gunnison county, Colorado. The great altitude of the mine brings winter about it very early. As early as the middle of Sep tember snow-storms commenced. Peter writes that be left the cabin with his report and vouchers ready for mailing, an overcoat, hanging to one of the men and a gunny sack tilted with clothing, and all strapped together on his back, all in “apple pie” order—and then— “I fell oven the cliff on my way down. I intended it to be my last trip for seve ral months, but it caope near being my last in feet. I had gotten one hundred feet above the cabin when a snow slide turned loose, knocking me instantly from the trail. For the first four or five hundred feet I struck the groud but four or five times—and my last fell from the top of a precipice to its bottom was about one hundred and twenty feet. It seems incredible that I could have tumbled down three succesl ive preci pices without being killed, bnt every thing was in my favor. The pack I was carrying and the snow which I went down with helped to break my frill. I am badly braised about the hips and body, bm with rest and a lower altitude the doctor thinks I will come out all right in a month or so.” The letter was written at Crested Butte. Mr. Doe says that to one who has seen the place of this accident. Pater’s escape is of a piece of luck that may be termed miraculous. The cliff which Peter was swept from had an’al- moot perpindieular height of 1,000 feet from the bottom of the precipice, and it was the great masses of snow which had accumulated on its fed* feat broke Pater’s fell every 100 feet, and then went on down wife him to the Oliver WladeU Holme.. Monory is a net. One finds it fall of fish when he takes it from the brook, bnt a dozen miles of water have ran through it withoat sticking. God bless all good women. To their solt hands and pitying hearts- we must all come at list Put not yonr trust in money, but put your money in trust. When a strong brain is weighed with a tone heart it seems to be like balanc ing a bubble against a wedge of gold. Controversy equalises fools and wise men in fee Same way—and fee fools know it. I find the great tiling in this world is not so much where we stand as in what direction we are moving. II the sense of fee ridicnlons is one side of an impressible nature, it Is very well, bnt if feat is all there is in a man he had better have been an ape and stood at the head of his profession at ones. Travelers change their guineas, not their characters. There are three little wicks to the lamp of a man’s life brain, blood and breath. Press fee brain a tittle, itB light goes out followed by all theotjiers Stop fee heart a minute and oat goes all three of fee wicks. Choke the air ont of fee IongB and presently fee fluid ceases to supply fee other eentres of flame, and all is soon stagnation, cold and darkness. Th.ro are a good many real miseries in this life that we cannot help smiling at, but they are the amiles that make wrinkles not dimples. We most have a weak spot or two in a character before we can love it much. People that do not laugh or cry, or take more of anything than is good for them, or use anything bat dictionary words, are admirable subjects for bio graphers, Bnt we don’t care much for these line pattern flowers that press best in the herbarium. Faith always implies disbelief of a lessor fact in favor of a greater: I would have a woman as true as death. At the first real lie, which works from fee heart outward, she should be tenderly chloroformed into a better world, where she ean have an angel for a governess aud feed on strarge fruit, which shall make her all .over again, even to her bones and marrow. Why can’t somebody give ns a list of things whioh everybody thinks and no body says, and another list of things that everybody rays and nobody thinks? The pavements of Bull Fifteen hundred cab proprietors and drivers have petitioned the Berlin City Council that no more wooden or asphalt pavement be laid down. Some of the petitioners say that the accidents are from fifty to seventy-five times greater than on the old stone pavement, and it is further alleged that the expense of repair is much greater. The worst stone pavement is perferabte, they declare, to wood or asphalt. Yet in France the wood and asphalt seem preferred, and only last summer several streets could be- seen in London in which the stone pavement was being replaced by wood. At the present able cure for dyspepsia it hot water, which, after all, is only am old fashion revived. The London Sew», nnssmmil lag upon this, rays feat tfes hot water Wagon Wheel Gap. The •■Standard” Snavat This Gap in Colorado has an interest ing history. Its name is odd and there is nothing in the physical formation of the place to suggest so odd a name. Only a circumstance, an incident, gave this funny name. It was in 1851, dur ing the Baker expedition to the San Juan. He had created great excite ment by the report of the discovery of rich placer mines in the Juan county, then the home of the Ute Indians. It was a terrible experience for the hun dreds of poor fellows who followed Mr. Baker over the mountains of Colorado to make their fortunes. Those who did not starve to death, or die of exposure, returned to their homes, in the East, swearing vengeance on Baker, who kept out of the way. The rich gold mines now owned by Senator Bowen, in the Summit district, is the region diacov- -- itebiter ared by Baker, and to which lead these men. It was here be lost his way, his provisions gave ont, and his men, many of them, took sick and died from exposure, and so this expedition, which bad started ont with such bright hopes, had a sad ending. In picking their way up the barrow passage between the shores of the Bio Grande river and the bluffs of granite rising to a height of 1,300 feet, on reaching fee end of the canon they found a number of broken wagon-wheels, broken axlei, and other parrs of wrecked wagons. They knew not how this debris came here, but sup posed the Indians bad murdered some emigrants or pioneers and destroyed their conveyance. But this incident was sufficient to name the spot ‘‘Wagon- wheel Gap.” There was much specula tion as to where this v agon debris came from. It was afterwards learned that these wheels, etc., were the remnants of the Fremont expedition of 1848. Fre mont was on his way to the Pacific through the canon of the Bio Grande, and took an outlet by this narrow Gap The hardships and suffering which he and his men endured in hunt! g for this route were beyond conception. Winter set in, and the snow lay on fee ground very deep. Realizing the folly of mov ing on Fremont decided to go into winter quarters; he selected a wooded spot a few miles from the gap, but the cold and snow daring this terrible winter was more than even these hardy men could endure ; many of them died from exposure; the cattle also died. At last the pathfinder found it necessary to march with all speed tom point south of Santa Fa,recruit his band and secure horses and cattle. Itris no wonder that his wagons tuihbled from the rough trail and were broke? on the rocks be low. It has been said, “there is nothing in a name.” There seems to have been something in this one. TaeklMd the Wrong Man. “Have yon seen a man come up to the desk within the last half hoar with side whiskers and yellow gloves ?” asked an excited young min at the Sherman House of the clerk who stood placidly behind the desk. “I don’Mmow exactly. Did he have black side whiskers ?” “Yes ” “And yellow ribbed gloves ?” _ “I think so.” “And a silver-headed bamboo cane ?” “I don’t know about that,” said the young man dubiously, studying for an instant to remember whether fee man did have each a cane, “but he wore a high silk hat. “Oh, yes,” said the clerk, “that was —. What is the matter ?” “Why, while I left my sister in the railroad office a few minutes ago he came up and took her by the arm and attempted to speak to her. She resented his insolence but he insisted on talking, and she was about to ask protection from one of the office clerks when he turned on his heels and came in here.” “That could not be,” said the clerk, confidently ; “he wouldn’t do anything like that.” “Well he had yell’ow gloves, a high hat, and black side whiskers, and if Ifind fee beggar I will teach him what it is to insult a young lady whom he has never met in that fashion. ” The yonng man’s tones were ferocious and his eye had in it the legendary blood, and fee clerk thought it might be as well to give him a chance to discharge his extra head of steam. “Where is the fellow ?” in quired the avenger. “In parlor D,” replied the clerk, and the avenger shot off up-staiis without waiting to take the elevator. Thoee who had over heard the conversation waited to see the denouement. They hadn’t more than about ten seconds to wait when the avengor came down. He had thought it beet evidently to take the elevator this time, as being more com fortable. His aquiline nose had a tri angular scar on it, his left eye was larger than it had been ten seconds be fore, and his hat looked as if it bad been blown into fee street and returned to him by a newsboy. “Did yon see him?” inqnired the clerk sympathe tically. “I thought I had,” was the yonng man’s response as he asked a bellboy to brush his coat off, “but I discovered 1 was wrong. That man has black side whiskers, a h'gh hat, and a silver-head ed cane but he doesn’t wear yellow gloves.” “I thought yon had tackled the wrong man,” Aid the clerk, pleasantly, and the yonng man want out by the Clark street entrance, limping painfully. Wlra Fnefl. Barb wire fence is apparently an in nocent production, and yet it is raising botherations in three States. In Texas the complaints and objections of the cowboys against this new fashion among ranch holders, of enclosing their broad acres with barbed wire, have led to much cutting of fee obnoxious fences, and the Governor has just declined to call an extra session of the Legislature lo consider some means of putting a stop to fence-cotting. He is therefore considered to be bidding for the cow boys’ vote. It suits these roving indi viduals to “round up” their cattle or water them on the streams and fields that are now shut against them by the new style of fence, and where they have been so long exrci-ing a commons- right, it is exasperating to find that there is no such thing in Texas. If it only were not “barbed” any one would say that as a political issue a statesman had better be “agin the fence” than on it. The two other States which are ex ercised over the wires are Missouri and Illinois, wherein two opposing decisions are reported from two United States District Courts, as mentioned a day. or two ago. Tbs Shropshire sheep have dark (sees aad tegs, are shoot one-third larger than the Bonthdowna, and clip nearly twice as suteh wool, betides being much At Governor’s Island, New York, the picturesque and famous spot where the sun is made to go down daily with a big bang at the nation’s expense, there has been some tittle confusion of opin ion as to how the piece of ordnance that utters the bang would be affebtod by the new time system. By a reputation of the War Department, the operation of the gun must be carried out by the corporal of the guard. There are many corporals of the guard on Governor’s bland, and the salute is accomplished in this way; One corporal of the guard as noon draws near fixes his eye upon the Wes tern Union time bell, which can be dis cerned with the unassisted human eye from the guard house. When fee boll fells the corporal says as much to another corporal, wboinstantlr seta the guard house clock. Trie second .corpo ral then tells a third corporal to set all the clocks on the island. While the third corporal ia setting all the clocks the second corporal hunts up the hour provided for sunset in the almanac, and writes it down on a slip at paper. A fourth corporal carries this slip to a fifth corporal at Castle William. The fifth corporal waits until the clock, os corrected by the third corporal, marks the hoar designated on the’ slip of paper furnished by ^the second corporal, and then gives a signal, to a sixth corpo ral, whereupon a bugle is blown, fee gun is discharged, and fee son has gone down officially. Thirteen handsomely uniformed Gov ernor’s Island corporals, who were ad dressed by the reporter rencentiy, said cheerfully:—“Oh, it’s the other corpo ral who knows all about that.” A fourteenth corporal smiled decorously and said:-e“On Sunday and thereafter the gun will go off four minntts later than it has been doing.” A venerable battery waterman with an exceedingly handsome nose was asked by the reporter if the new time would affect the tides. “Ef so be,” he answered promptly, “it w. ren’t fur ther fact thet the tide depended opon ther changes nr the moon end tber force ur ther wind, it ■nought be; tut ez it does depend opon those ’ere, I don’t reckon ther will be no change.” A Cave m OatouIuk, England. Of Kent’s Cavern, in the vicinity of Torquay, a remarkable cave, consisting of a great excavation in the Devonian limestone, a writer says: “It is entered by a narrow passage some seven feet wide and only five feet in height. The central cavern, which is almost 600 feet long, has a number of small caverns or corridors leading out from it Its further extremity is ter minated by a deep pool of water. In the bed of this cavern modem research has been rewarded by some deeply in teresting discoveries. Over the original earth bottom of the cave is a bed or hyy Qf RilAii^— r in whif»h are contained strange mixtures of hu man bones with the bones of tbs ele phant and the rhinoceros, the hyena, the bear, and the wolf, intermingled with .stone and flint tools, arrow and spear heads, and fragments of coarse pottery. The animal remains testify to the presence in the ancient forests ol Britain of beasts of prey which long since have become extinct Speculation may be exhausted in the endeavor to account for the curious intermingling in this cavern of the remains of human beings and wild animals. The place may have been used successively by man and by the lords of the forest; or, as the presence of the rude weapons of man might seem to indicate, the beasts of the field may have been brought into this natural recess as trophies of the chase, and their flesh and skin used for purposes of food and clothing. Noth ing less than the most persevering and enthusiastic search could have discov ered the interesting remains which, for a vast period of time, had been buried in this retreat; for the fossils were covered by a thick floor of stalagmite which bad been formed, there could b? no doubt, by great blocks of limestone, which had fallen from time to time, ex tending over a very lengthened period, from the roof of the cavern, and had become cemented into one mass by the perpetual percolations of lime-water from above.” Xggbt Air. An extnorainary fallacy is fee dread ot night air. What air can we breathe at night bat night ait? The choice is be tween pure night air without, and foul air from within. Most people prefer the latter. An unaccountable choice. What will they say if it is proved to be true that fully one-lialf of all fee di sease* we suffer from are occasioned by people sleeping «ith their windows shnt? An open window, most nights m the year, ein never hurt any one. In guest cities night sir ia often the best and pnrest to. be had in twenty-fours. I could understand shotting the win dows in town during fee day thau dur ing the night, for fee aaae of fee sick. The absenae of smoke, the quiet, all tend to make fee night fee best tune for airing fee patient One of our kizheat medical authorities on consump tion and climate, has told me that the air in London is never so good as after ten o’clock at night. Always air your room from the outside air, if possible. Windows are made to open, doors are mate to shnt—s truth which seems ex tremely difficult of apprehension. Every room mart be sired from without—every passage from within. Bnt fee fewer passages there are in a hospital the better. WsteaiH OmW Self. When I was a boy,” said an old man, “we had a schoolmaster who had an odd way of catching the idle boys. One day Le called out to us, 'Boys, I must have closer attention to yoar books. The lint one who sees another idle I want yon to inform me, and I will attend to fee ease.’ ” ‘Ah.” thought l to myself, “there ia Joe Simmons that I don't like. I'll watch him, and if I see him look off hm book TO tell. It was not tang be fore I saw Joe look off his book, aad immediately I informed the mart nr" “Indeed,” said he, “how did yon know be was idle?” “I saw him,” said L “Yon did? And were yonr eyes on yonr book whan yon saw Mm?” “I was caught, and I never watched for idle boys again. No matter how thrilling map lje the has imitate* Wf WWV the cam —■ >f tataa- fl ce which ” reports of something which ami which has not been seen by Ifet-. readers, it is almost Invariably that seme person in the group of era can relate a personal experience which completely overshadows the reported event. Particularly Is this the case among old sailors—those ancient mariners who have riven up tarpaulins sad soa’werten for tbe comfort and tobacco smoke of tug offices and vessel agents’ quarters “Talk Txmt Sunday night’s gale,” said one of the guild, is he bit off the-yeUow end of a very black clay pipe-stem yes terday, “why, ’iwa’n’t s pa’ch to a three- days’ shake-up we had off Point an Bar ques in ’68.” “Who’s *we’?” asked a cpmpsmon. “l’hey wax half a dozen of us jest here, while all over the bay there was a icore of other fellers. All of us got it too, way np our nose! The gale struck ns 'boot 8 o’clock one mornra’ withoat a minit’s warnin' “And ye bad ev’rything set I s'pose,” interrupted a veteran. “Yea, we wuz just boomin’ along wife e good healthy breath after us all night. All of # a sudden we beared the ilmarimt racket, and before anybxly could get en deck all our canvas and strings were flop ping like nets over oar beads. Well, we got ont our axes and cleared sway every thing to tbe deck.” “An’ I s’pose von pounded around in the sea for three days thereafter!” was the next interruption. “Pounded ’round? Well, I should my so, and we weren't alone. The next mornin’ you could count a dozen hulks runain’ wild and very light. Tbe seas run like leg’lar mountains—pou my word, 1 b’lieve they went plump fifty feet high “What year was this?” asked an old red-faced manner who had been chewing a toothpick as he looked quietly over what appeared to be a journal or ledger. “Sixty-eight." was the response. “Tom in,” quietly continued the ques tioner. “What fort” “Didn't you hear fee bell?" “Bell for what?” “Callin’ in that yarn.” \ “No, I didn’t. What er you given’ me, mate?” “Well, here’s a record in this book of where you sailed with ms all the seasons of’67, ’68 and ’68. as my mate, andi swear we went through no such racket aa you’ve .been givin’ us.” “Well, it might nave been in ’66 or ’70.” ‘Come off! come off!! ” was fee chorus which ended the discussion.” Work of m Batcher's Saw. A reporter lately, watched John Battersby, of Albany, while cutting a sirloin steak. The operation suggested an arthmetical calculation: “How many bones should I guess I bad severed in tbe course of my career? That’s a poser sure enough. Ever a ‘ 1 was a boy I have i work, and in the thirty years’ worl have done a heap of bones have been parted by my' saw! I would like to have a cent for every quarter of beef I have cat up. I’ll bet yoa my average would sum up to ten quarters a day. I have cut that amount up individually. A fair day’s work for a man is three or four carcasses.” “How many cuts are there in a carcass of beefj” “That depends on the way it is divided. If the loins are used for roasts instead of steaks, there are not nearly so many cuts. I would say that in one carcass of beef we will mak« from 100 to 125 cuts through and through. A fair average would be 110 cuts.” With his information the reporter re sorted to arthinetic. Tbe butcher has worked at the block for thirty years. Taking 300 as the average number of days in which be worked each year, the total would be 9,000 days. If on each day two carcasses and a half were cut up the total number of earcasses would be 22,500. The bones sawed will average two inches. There being 110 cuts in each animal, or an aggregate of 2,475,000, it is seen that Mr. Battersby has sawed 5,950,000 inches of bone. Reduced to feet, the total is 412,500, which is equivalent to 78 1-10 miles. Therefore, in thirty years, the butcher has sawed through bones which would cover that distance. -1 Habits of tk« PantJh«r lm Califorala. Whatever may be the habits of the panther in other localities, we have, the authority of Mr. Livingston Stone for. tbe statement that thoee about tbe McCloud River will always ran from a dog, no matter how small he la, and when closed upon will spring into a tree to a height of even twenty feet. So intently will the panther watch the barking and excited .dog from his posi tion on the branch that the canter come as near aa he pleasee and take deliberate aim. Near Mount P'nsephone panthers’ tracks were observed to be thick at the base of a vertical wall about, twenty feet high, forming the foot of a precipitous mountain side. Once upon the summit of this rock the panthers were safe from white m« inHm or dog. Though the panther is soeoward- ly with a dog, perhaps from inherited fear of chase by a pack of wolves or wild dogs, he will encounter and eon- quir tbe grizzly bear. Combats between there two animals seem to be not infre quent, and tbe Indians have found dead beacs that have been killed by panthers, but never dead panthers that bears have killed. The panther fasatito spring on the shoulders of the bear and cut through the throat with its teeth. mgrerioua method of orsamenting walls, oeihngs, paper t '»"r-frV Tito Jhss been patented. This in preparing tha wall with a thin layer I* piastre material consisting of white lesd, whiting, plaster of Pansand oiled turpentine, and producing relief orns- ' Cfa f|“th«MjoeM , poiiti(m 0 f woman * T?7 nm. They eount for the taw and an mS? - -r: •;■*?: ! -Liirtie':.