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VOL. I
CLEVELAND, WHITE COUNTY, GEORGIA, FRIDAY MORNING, OCTOBE1
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CLEVELAND, GEORGIA.
COLUMBIA'S EMBLEM.
Blnzon Columbia’s emblem,
Tbo bounteous golden Corn!
Eons ago, of tbe great sun’s glow
And the joy of the earth, *t was born.
From Sunerior’s shore to Chile,
From the ocean of dawn to tha west,
With its banners of green ami tasseled
sheen,
It sprang at the sun’s behest;
And by dew and shower, from its natal
hour,
With honey and wine’t was fed,
Till the gods were fain to share with men
The perfect feast outspread.
For the rarest boon to tho land they loved
Was the Corn so rich un i fair,
Nor star nor breeze o’er tho farthest seas
Could find its like elsewhere.
In thoir holiest temples the Incas
Offered the heaven-sent mait?—
Grains wrought of gol 1, in a silver fold,
For the sun’s enrapture ! gnz^;
And Its harvest came to the wandering
tribes
As the gods' own gift and seal;
And Montezuma’s festal broad
Was made of its sacre l meal.
Narrow thoir cherishod fields; but ours
Are broad as the continent's breast,
Anil, lavish as leaves and flowers, the
sheaves
Bring plenty and joy and rest.
For they strew the plains and crowd tho
wains
When the reapers meet at. morn,
Till blithe cheers ring an I west wiuds sing
A song for tho garnered Corn.
The rose may bloom for Englan 1,
The lily for Francs unfold;
Ireland may honor the shamrock,
Scotland her thistle bold:
But the shield of tho groat Republic,
The glory of tho West,
Shall bear a stalk of the tassoled Corn,
Of all our wealth tho best.
Tbo arbutus an l tbo gol don rod
The heart of the North m \y oh»or,
An 1 the mountaiu-laurol for Mnryiand
Its royal clusters rear;
And jasmine and magnolia
The crest of the South adorn:
But tho wide Republic’s emblem
Is tho bounteous, golden Corn!
—Edna Dean, in tho Century,
Tho Coachman’s Story.
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We are centrally located in the richest mineral section in Georgia.
Gold, Iron, Granite, Etc.,
IX ABUNDANCE.
DELIGHTFUL CLIMATE,
Peculiar to the Noted Piedmont Section.
Finest Tobacco Lands in tie South.
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eA£lE\}/////A rdi)// inr plnco, sir, nnd
proud enough I w as,
ns you may believe.
1 bad helped groom
the horses at Mr.
Leslie's stable, and
X had lent a hand
at odd jobs around
Mr. Warrington's'fishing camp, but
never went as rogular coachman until
old Major Juggloford engaged me at
twenty dollnrs a month nnd my board,
with two black livery suits a year thrown
in.
You may guess how please^ I was,
the first teu-dollar hill [ sent to mother
up in Toronto, and mo only two and-
twenty; hut I was always old-looltiug
for many years, and had a steady way
with me.
It wasn't tho liveliest plaoo in tho
world at tho major's—Juggleford I-Inll,
they called it—and the only bit ot life
about it was Trippy, Miss Gertrude's
maid.
“Well, Sam,” said she, in that pretty,
aggravating way of hers, “how do you
like your new place?”
“It seems about as wideawake as n
deaf nnd dumb nsylum, miss,” said I.
“Don’t call me miss, Sam,” giggle!
she. “I'm ouly a servant like yourself.”
“You're a very good one to look at,"
said I.
“Sorry I can't return the complimont,"
said she, her black eyes sparkling.
And alter that wo were very good
friends, though oil Mrs. Mobbs, the
housekeeper, was always plotting nml
• planning to keep us apart; and it was
through Trippy that I first heard of the
love story betwcon Air. Warrington uud
Miss Gertrude.
“Do you mean to say you never know
it before?” said Trippy.
(Her real christened name was “Try-
phenn.”)
“Not a word," said I.
“Oh, then you ain't going to help us?”
“Help you do wlmt*” asked I.
“Oh, stupid !" criod out Trippy, with
an impatient shako other curly heal.
“Help circumvent tho old Turk to ho
sure. Major Jtigglefortf, I moan. For,
you sec, he’s made up his mind tuat
Miss Gertrude shall marry Doctor Dar
win, who's old enough to bo iter father,
and lie's got a wart on the end of his
nose. But lie's rich, you see, and poor
Mr. Warrington hns got nothing hut his
handsome face nnd merry black eyes.”
Hero was a full-blown love story, to
lie sure—and I wasn’t loDg in giving
Trippy to understand that I was with her
nml Miss Gertrude and Mr. Warrington,
heart nil soul I
But, after all. what was there that I
could do? Major Juggleford never
really trusted me, nfter he heard that I
had lived with Mr. Warrington, and I
hud no chance at all to show my sym
pathy. But I used to gather fresh water-
lilies for her every morning—Trippy
took these to her room—and I set my
self to work to tame a young fox, that
I had caught in a trap, for her. There
wasn't anything else I could do.
I did not see Miss Gertrude until I
had been nearly a week at Juggleford
Hall.
“She's delicate. Trippy, ain't she?”
said I. “Looks like a llower that has
grown in the 6hadc?”
“She ain't a hit well," Trippy an
swered. “Nor she won't he, as long as
they torment her so. It’s a burning
shame, to ask a girl to marry nu old
fogy like Doctor Darwin, while, all this
time, her heart belongs to Mr. Frank
Warrington 1”
“It is that!" said I, with emphasis.
“Oh, do ho careful, Sam,” said Trippy
for I was helping set the studio to
rights, moving the big carved cabinet
and taking down the window draperies,
that were faded almost white in the sue.
fit to take you oil your feet. I’ll
the barrow here until to-morrow in
ing. Don't cry, Trippy I It’s a shun-,
so it is; but—”
She jerked her arm away Irons me.
"Sam," sho Haid, in n choked voice
go for the minister at once."
“Tho which?” said L
“The minister, Isay! Are you deaf?'
“Who's sick?” said I, with mv mouth
wido open. “Is it Mis. Mobbs?”
Don't stop to ask idiotic questions!”
said Trippy, stamping her feet.
Quick I Run I It may ho too Intel”
When Trippy got one of those breezy
ways with her, it was no uso opposing
her will. The only thing was to obey;
nnd I ran down tho short cut through
the wood3 as fast as ever I could, nfter
tile Reverend Mr. Doty.
He was just shutting up his house for
the night, but ho put on his water-proof
coat and came with me. whoa I repre
sented tho urgency of Tritipy’s message.
"It must ho Mrs. Mobbs," said lie.
Sho has been anxious about her soul
this long time. My sermons linvo done
some good, it would appear. Continual
dropping wears the hardest stono!”
It was ralnin'r now harder than ever,
but wo managed to reach tho old Hall.
Trippy was waiting for us at tho door.
“Uomo ini” she cried. “Quick!"
“Is it Mrs. Mobbs?" said tho minister.
“Is sho under conviction?"
Tho next, minute Trippy flung open
the library door. It was a blaze ot wax-
lights there, and the innntlo was all dec-
orated with my water-lily buds.
There, hoforo our eyes, stood Miss
Gertrude dressed in white, with Mr.
Warrington at her side.
“We wish to ho married, sir,” said
lie. “Wo are both fully of age, nnd
them is no possible objection. Pleaso
proceed at once."
Aud then and there they were married.
Not until they had driven olf in tho
hack that wns waiting at tho back on-
trune.e gato did I collect my senses
sufficiently to ask Trippy :
“But who was it that went in the
stage coach with Major Juggleford? Eh,
Trippy?”
“Oh, Sam, you dreadful goose?" said
Trippy. “It was tho lay figure I”
“What!" sai I I.
“Didn’t you see mo lifting it along?
Didn't you suspect anything? Sam,
Sam, I declare you grow more stupid
every day. Yes, it was tho lay figure in
tlie now traveling suit, aud all tho timo
Mias Gertrude was putting cu a wlnta
dress and her dear mother's own Brus
sels veil nt home, bless her heart I Aud
what will tho major sny whou tho stago
stops nt Oallontown, nml lie goes to help
tho traveler out? And there's no return
stago -tilt to morrow morniug at nine
o'clock.
“Trippy." said I, after a long silence.
“Well?” retorted Triply.
“I’m almost sorry, Trippy,” said I,
“that while tho mimstet was hero, and
as it seems so easy to be married, that
you nnd I didn’t got married too!”
“Don’t he a fool, Sami” said Trippy.
But sho didn't seem so very angry, af
ter all, and sorao day—who knows?
Yes, sir, that's exactly how it hap
pened. I wasn’t to Mime at. all; but
the Major discharged the whole house
ful of us. Trippy is with Mrs. Warring
ton now, Mrs. Mobbs is matron in a hos
pital, and I’m very well pleased here,
sir. Did you say the wagonette, sir, nml
tho dapple gray team?—Saturday Night.
(.'onnllcss Ruffalons luliio Old Days.
Once an inhabitant of this continent
from tlie Arctic slope to Msxioo, nu l
from Virginia to Oregon, au-1, witliiu
tho memory of men yet youn g, roaming
tho plains in such numbers that it
seemed that it could never be extermin
ated, tlie buffalo bus no.v disappeared as
utterly as lias tbs bison from Europe.
Tbe early explorers were constantly
astonished by tho multitudinous herds
which they met with, tho rogula rity oi
their movements, and tho deep roads
which they made in traveling from place
to place. Many of tlie earlier references
are to territory east of tho Mississippi,
hut even witliiu tho lust fifteen years
buffalo were to be seen on tlie Western
plains in numbers so great tliut an en
tirely sober and tiuthlul account seems
like fuble. Describing tho abundance
of buffalo in a certain region, uu iu-
dian once said to me, in the expressive
sign language of which all old frontiers-
men have some knowledge, “Too coun
try was oue robe.”
Much has been written abcut their
enormous almudaucu in tho old days,
but I have never read anything that I
thought an exaggeration of their num
bers as I have seen them. Only out)
who has actually spent months in travel
ing nmong the n in thiao old days can
credit tbe stories told about them. Once,
in tlie country between tho Platte ami
Republican Rivers, f saw a closely
massed herd o( Buffalo so vast that I
dare not hazard a guess as to its min-
hers; and in later years I luivo traveled
for weeks at a time, in Northern Mon
tana, without ever being out of sight of
buffalo. — Scribner's.
nnd at tho snmo moment
like a wild Indian.
“What’s this?” said I. “Is it alive?"
Trippy nearly doubled up with laugh
ing.
"Oh, Sami" said she; “you'll bo tho
death of me! Don't look so frightened
—don’tl It's only a lay I euro!”
“And what is a lay figure?” said I,
keeping ns far tuvny ns possible from the
queer tookiug, lanky thing, with its head
hanging over on one side, us if its neck
was broken, nnd its hands droopiug
straight down.
“It's what Miss Gertrude drosses up
to paint pictures from," said she, when
she could get breath enough to answer
tuc. “You don’t mean to say that you
never saw one before?”
“Never 1" said I, keeping as fsr away
as possible, for it loomed ns if it might
come alive any minute, and made me
think of tlio spooks old Granny Magil-
ton used to talk about. “And does
Miss Gertrude paint real pioturesl"
“Tho prettiest you ever sat eyes on,"
said Trippy. “If only her spirit wns
equal to it, nnd sho wasn't badgered
about that old Darwin fudge, I’m dead
sure she'd bo a great artist!"
But, now that it's all. over, I don't
mind saying that I was glad to carry tho
draperies out to the back lawn, where
they were to lie dusted, and so get rid
of tho sight of that lay figure. It was
spooky, no mistake nbout it.
Tho next day there was n groat rum
pus at the Hall. Somehow the major
had contrived to get hold of one of Sir.
Frink’s love letters. '
So lie’s hanging nbout tho premisos,
iB ho? The sliiflloss, good-for-nothing
young vagabond 1" said lie. “But I’ll
settlo bis business for him I Trippy,
pack your young lady's tilings at once.
I'll take her to Saratoga, ivhoro Doctor
Darwin is drinking tho waters for tho
benefit of his liver. Sbo shall be mar
ried out of hand!"
“Papa!" shrieked Miss Gertrude,
turning ns pile ns ashes.
“1 mean it I” said the major, stamp
ing around in a fury, “Lose no time.
The stage comes past tho gatu at nino
o'clock to night. Wo can get the sleep
er at Callentowa and be in Saratoga to
morrow morning, and yon shall ho .Mrs.
Doctor Darwin in less than twenty-four
hours! I won’t he circumvented like
this—I won't be defied—I won’t bo set
at naught by auy one alive I'
Miss Gortrudo burst oat into tears nnd
sobs that might havo melted a heart of
atone. Trippy wrung her hands.
"But see how it's rnjniug, bir," said
sho. “My young Indy i|n't lit to—’>
“She's neither sugar nor salt l" , intcr-
rupled the major, still spinning around
like an elderly peg top “Pack up, I
say, nnd lose no timo."
Of course, this was very hard. Even
old Mrs. Mobbs qwned i s much as that.
Trippy went about, looking as if she'd
lost her best friend, nn|! I gathered a
double lot of water lillii when I went
out on the lake tvy^r'-i (ish for diuuer.
“It'll be tlie lns»j e j^‘ "l got," said I.
“And only to thins, mA'Il uevor seo the
fox go through the tricks I'm tcachiug
him.”
“What’s that you’re bringing horo,
Sam?" the major thundered, ns ho met
me fuco to fane on tho gurrot stairs.
I nearly dropped my load in my
consternation. \
"It’s Trippy's trunk, sir," I stammered.
“Take it back again I" roared the
major. “Sho wont need it.”
“Sir I’’gasped I.
“Take—it—hack—again I” said he.
"Ain’t I going, sir,” cried Trippy,
who was waiting nt tho foot of the stairs.
“No. you’re not I” said tho major.
“Who's to tnku caro of her, sir?"
j persisted Trippy.
j “She'll havo a lnisbaud to look after
j her loon, said tho major, smiling u grim
I smile. “Until then I'm quite capablo of
caring for her."
! I took tlie trunk brick, but ns I re
turned along tho hall, I could hear Miss
Gertrude sobbing, and Trippy, poor
| soul, trying to comfort iter. And all of
j a sudden tlie pitiful sounds stopped.
■ “She must bo feeling hotter, poor
young lady I" thought I. “I only wisli
we could get word to Mr. Frank!”
I don't know that 1 ever was out in n
worse thunder storm than when tho
stage coach stopped nt tho gates of Jug
gleford Hall that night. It was dark as
pitch, and tho wind blowing so that my
stable lantern wasn't a bit of uso.
The major went first wit a a vnltso in
each hand and a big Mackintosh Gist
flew open like the sails of a ship. I fol
lowed after witli the trunks on a barrow,
and Miss Gertrude ci'ne last, with l’rip-
py almost carrying her along.
“I'm afraid your new traveling dross
will bo clean spoiled, miss,” said Trip-
py-
“Hang the traveling dress!" said the
major, stepping plump into a puddle of
water, for the gravel walk was like a
lake. “Como on, Gertrude! What are
yoq waiting for? Don't you seo tuat tbe
stage is here?”
“Look alive!” bawlel the stage driver.
And between them, lie aud Trippy got
Miss Gertrude into the hack eeat. There
was just room for ono passenger inside,
and the major was to go on tho box,
storm nnd ell.
“If it was mining pitchforks nnd pork
barrels I'd go all tlie samel” said the
j major. “I can't nil >rd to run any moro
risks—eh? Are wo all ready? Are you
comfortable, my dear?"
But Miss Gertrude never answered him
a word. She sat silent and drooping.
“Are you crown? I there?” pursued ho.
“Time's up, s i!” said the stage-driver,
looking nt his big silver watch.
“Sulking, eh?” 6nid the major. Weli,
keep on if it amuses you! Yes, coachy,
i'm all right!"
And he scrambled up to the box- seat
with a good deal moro activity than I’d
supposed him to he capable of.
“Good-by, Miss Gertrude!" shrilly
called Trippy.
But the whecli and the thunder to- A deposit of $20 made in the New-
gether made such a noise'that we couldn’t I buryport (Mass.) Institution for savings
, catch the answer. | in 1820 now calls for interest amouutiug
“Deu't cry, Trippy,” soothed I. | to $S08. No one has over claimod the
“Take my arm back to tlie house—the j original deposit and no addition has evet
| lantern has blown out, aud the wind is ] been made to it,
BILL ARP’S LETTER.
Tableware.
Spoons worn used by the Egyptians in
the seventeenth century before Christ,
and have also beeu found at Pompeii;
but this utensil was uot generally used in
France until the close of the fourteenth
century. Forks first appeared ia the
middle ages as a curiosity and were first
used upon tlie table by Henry III.
Glasses were in vogue in the fifteenth
century, although tin drinking vessels,
beautifully made, continued to be used
on ordinary occasions. Salt cellars were
known in very ancient times. The castci
was entirely unknown to the ancients,
and is probab-y no older than the six
teenth century. The first napkins of
which mention is made were manufac*
tured at Rheiras in tho time of Charles
VIL—Chicago Times.
Children uro a good invention. Lord Bacon
Biiid tlioy w.-ro imp diluents 10 great enter
prises, Inu I’m not nufiatlrd about that. Bond-
inn uud • bn iving toaoho? mo tliut tlioy are the
promoter.-?, th • Inspiration of p<ogrewi an I in
vent ion. Men w rlc harder nnd think deeper
when tlioio ur.- chi (Iren behind them. 1 don’t
knowuitv grout elite'prince 'hut huv- been pro
jected by nun without them. Steamboats,
railroads, cot on gins, b logrunhs, printing
presH-?-, a wing tnaohiiios wo o nil inv ntod by
men who lm l Lundies. Children aro in tho
wav of war, but not of peaco. Tho world is
working for thorn. To raise and maintain and
educate them and see them settled is its princi
pal budneiw. Indeed, much or tho lying and
cheating aud swindling that i-t piupenated in
trade is done on their account, and there aro
men in pri on for larceny whom II- aven would
tlisch true and sny “go ?md sin no more.”
1 was rinnimt'ng about this because there is
a lot oi lit tie chaps hero in tho lion o now, and
they keep up u racket uud inspire me to great
c-nterpris h I am contriving an inven ion to
regulate them. I horo uro three litt o girls
Loin over the hills, and a little roos er from
Florida. They aro sent hero to get them out of
tho way of tlio new ba'iics. There is a brand
new one ov r tho bill uud she is a gin—“a
nuthi r gurl,” ns the Florida boy wrote his moth
er. Mrs. Aip is over tlioio, of courao, making
catnip tea and sugar tits and “blessing” its lit
tle honrt. Y s, the b.by is a nuther gurl—
that’s four r.ght rtiaight along in a row, and
the paternal puts on liigh tragedy and ex
claims: “Hang out your banner—tlie cry L still
they come." The number is all right and the
the quality i? good, but tho assortment isn't
itttisfuctory, f'»r there is nor a b iy to grow up
with bis sister? and look after them and pro
tect them. It’s bad but i' can't bo helped.
Another one of our offspring hns four buys
and here nro four girls, and tlie last is abeami-
1 ul child— looks just like her motlior and her
mother looks I ke mo. Flint last is what. I say,
though it’s not a common remark. Poor little
inuoccn 1 Hho looks like t-ho didn't have a
friend in the world, and Mrs. Arp snys sho
cried li 'If tlio night and sho nek »ns it was bo-
caiuio she made a mistake. But hIjo didn’t
mo in to, and is sorry. The pihrnal ancestor
Htcp.-? nroiiud solemnly and looks away iff like
lie was tho injured person. J on I hopes uud
1 -uciilo expect a inim have I <• .. sadly d uap-
j)oi<it?d, but tho mother iichiIcb tho child to
her bosom aud with a tear in tier eye whispers:
‘‘Mamina will lovi you." And she will. If
ilie little tiling had o >mo croHB-o.ved, or de
form* d, i hero would have beau one friend. Ah
Coloridgo said:
“A moth< r in a mother still—
“Iho holiost tiling alive."
There are four queens now—a pretty good
hand for polo r. Maybe four king-, will come
along ami till o them b> and by, and it will be
alright, (lirla aro worth moro ihun boys any
how. They uro purer and Lott? r nnd keep
nearer to heaven. ItLmigliy well that up
tin re they no (her marry nor aro given in mar-
vino, for it they did tlio girlH would have a
poor showing for husba ids. J* would, be worse
than Ur-uh. There is more original sin in ono
little boy than in four liitlo girls. Hero in this
Florida chap who hadn't been on ilio lot an
h ur before ho ha I made iriomls with the dog,
aud was siccing him on the eats and had them
lading under the house. lie can turn a hand
spring, aud a cart-wheel, and stand ou hislie.nl,
und cut the pigeon-wing (w th a stone.) Ho
bus just ihmhed reading the Young MarHonors
that tells m> many uho ul and wonderful things,
nnd now ho warns Hombody to fall in the creek
and get a.mo-t drowned ko that lie can bring
him to, and he wants the lightning to
strike a b y so that he can throw wa'or on him.
I bad to wutcii hiniau tho Irani, for ho thiiius
the platform on tne hind cat is the b st place
for a bov to ride. But give tin little gins a
doll anioce aud some.hing to mako a play-house
and they aro luippy. It’s a wonder. It's a won
der to mo that girl? love boys an* way. That
tl;t»y. wJl in .rry them un i bind ihcmselvis
hand ami loot to trouble, aiul many a timo to
gr.of and misery.
But our Florida boy uud thono little girls
uro all right nu I keep things lively, J Jove to
b've them around Last night wo hud mu-do
and song und a li. tie dance, and,oven Aunt|Ann,
who wns cli ailing up ilio dining room, was
seen thr ugh the half-open door tripping und
court curing to tho music on the sly, and we
c'light her at. it and sho was reared und ap >lo-
gizivl and srid the music was so duncy she
couldn't lie u it. Sh - asked us not to tell Uncle
Ham or tho preacher, and I won’t. Then our
big girls placed lit lo plays with tho children,
uud sold pawns “flno or very fine," or how
many miles to mi ey bright ” uud made Miss
Be hv out a hoist? r, and had a good timo all
round not 1 bodt mo. We have to keep them in
tho Iiouhu because Mrs. Arp said so, fur ono is
croupy. and (ho loom is bo full of cut papers,
nnd nicturo books, and bin is und marbles that X
can Inn dly get abnu . I threaten to lick thorn
sometimes, but they have long since lost c.nili-
d nco in in on that' line. 1 used to mako our
children fear mo, but as the parents grow older
they b c mo more indulgent, and when ono by
ono the children grow up nnd leuv • ilio family fl e-
nido i ho | aientH cling me closer to those who are
left, ami mle them with love instead of fear.
Old l oik? have to aur coder to tie invltabio
and it is bo-d to do it gr c fully, but Fiore i?
ninny a hour -ache Hull -red tliai is never told.
I wouldn’t mind Letting old if I could do ho
without losing night mi 1 hearing hluud rs and
putting others to troublo. 1 laughed the other
diy at an old m«n until I w b tired. It was on
tho train and tlimo was a nice li tie apartment
at tho end of the car and a wnt r cooler and
wiiuli place, towel und t-o a. T.iore was a long
narrow niinow in tlio po.iiion next to the cool
er and ns I was ree miug on tlio sofa tho old
gen l'-ni til camo in to get sdrae water. Tlie
can had been carried away to a hick lady at the
oilier end of tlio car. The old man looked
uiN'imd ior it. then turned tho faucet and Hati-?-
fiod hinisi If that there wa? water there. II
was a liule dark in there and mb he was looking
around for the cup he thought be saw anoth
er man standing at ti o oilier end
of tbo cooler close by nnd ho ho address
ed him very p >li cly and ►aid: “Will you
please lend mo your cup? The ono that ’be
longs hero seem? to bo gone-" Not receiving
any reply ho buw» d to him and Kuid to him in
a loud r tone: “I my my friend, will you let
me have your cup a moment?" Just tho i I dis
covered t hat lie was t . Ik ing to bis own shadow
and I arose forward laughing and explained to
him aH tho cup came back. I drew him some
water but ho c uildn't hardly drink for laugh
ing and uh ho Hat down by mo remarked. “I
never was f olod ko bad in my life; fact is, I
thought the old fellow in the gluBH eiih r (leaf
or very impolite— 1 liked to lnwo hurt my own
feeling! Ho left me nfier a few minutes but as
long us as I ob erv d him ho contin
ued to smile. I reckon that if lie < vor H' oh this
loiter he will laugh again—Dill A nr in Huuny
South.
Tins “Gospel Barge” of Bishop Walker
(Episcopal), of North Dakota, soon to l>c
launched at Bismarck, will be called the
Missouri Missioner, aud will be used for
Christian work in towns and camps along
tho Missouri for a distance of more than
500 miles. It is 03 feet in length and
25 feet in breadth. The Bisbou hopes
with this barge church to roach many
people who could uot otherwise attend
divine service, and it is to be used for
general Christian work of every kiud that
the rotrion calls for
UKCLE JEItltT RUSK’S CONCEIT.
The President—What’s the mattei
with Jerry this morning ? I star tod to
congratulate him ou tho excellent qual
ity of weather ho’s furnishing, but ho
turned away and walked off with his
head in the air. I think he’s getting
sort of com - fted and vain.
’Liie—Yes, he is a litt lo weather vain I
—[Boston News.
t IJ R tf.
My thought# go out like spider-threads
Cast torth upon the air;
Filmy and fine, an I floating wid<\
Caught by whatever may betide,
To seek thee everywhere.
In league with every breczn that blows,
All wuys, all holds they dare;
North, oast, or south, or wrest they fly,
Aud sure, though winds bo low or high,
To find thee everywhere.
Lovo still is lord of space and fate;
All roads his runners fare;
All heights that bar, they laughing climb,
They find nil days tbo fitting time,
And highways everywhere.
Anna C. Brackett, in Scribner’s
NTH ANJD_POINT.
Force meat—Prisou diot.
A roigniug atnr—Jupiter Pluvius.
Fish bito without regard to party
linos.
“Tho swell of the ocean”—Tho
yachtsmau.
Jayson says you can talco a tramp to
task, hut you enn’t make him do it.—
Elmira Gazette.
“Silent contempt” has saved a good
many broken heads on tho part of tho
contemptuous.—Puck.
It is amazing what an air of authority
eye glasses can give us, though tucy aro
but a sign of weakness.—Truth.
There is a dude in Germantown who
is so abnormally delicate that it jars him
to fall asleep.—Philadelphia Record.
Tlio West Point Girl—“How solemn
those cannon look.” Tho Cadet—
“Yes; they'vo been discharged, you
know.”
Dottie—"Why does Miss Skinflint ad*
dress all her versos to the moon?” Dick:
—“Well, I suppose it is bccauso tlio
man up there is the only ono who cau't
run away.”—Chicago Inter-Ocean.
“Why did you strike him with your
club when lie pointed tlio gun at you?
He distinctly told you it was uot loaded."
“I know Hint, Judge; that's tho reason
I lammed him.”—Philadelphia Record.
Oil, site is calm nml sweet nu l fair;
but n painful fact 1 iin.l it,
That the hrond brow boun t by her swirling
hair
Has no brains behind it.
—Chicago News-Record.
“Fine country, Egypt, but what a
heat I Ono day under tlio pyramids, I
cooked some eggs in the sun." “Bless
you, Hint’s nothing to Zanzibar. There
we cook our eggs iu the moonlight."—
Life.
“I get my daughter to play ovenings
after supper. I find it's good for dysr
pepsia.” “I never know that." “Ob,
yea; just as soon as she begins to play I
have to run away ns fast as possible, and
a little exercise niter meals is always
healthy."—Fliegonde Blacttor.
Father—“Why, I am told that you are
In lovo with Signora Fontnlbn di Poiite-
amn!" Son(excitediy)—“Just so, lather,
and if you have anything to sny against
this estimable lady, bo good enough to
wait until I nin out of hearing.” Father
—"Oh, I merely wished to tell you that
I courted the Signora myself when I was
your age."—La Epoca.
Tlie Ruling Passion: Mrs. Wildwest
(to her spouse, as tho pycloue picks up
n section of tho Wildwest Furra)—
“Bill, jump off quick! What air you
bangin’on fur?” Mr. Wildwest (gliding
through space ou tlie barn ridgepole)—
“Time’s ail right, Maria. Mcbbc I kiu
git a uew raorgidge ou the farm whorc-
somevers it lunds."—Chicago News.
Houses of Itiissiun Peasants.
There is little difference in tho houses
of a Russian village, says Frank G. Car
penter. They are all ono story, und tho
average hut is not more than twenty feel
squurc. Thoir log huts are about eight
feet from the grouud at tlio top where
they meet tlie ridge roof of brown
thatch, and this tlmtcli is of straw aud
is often eighteen inches thick. It is put
on so well that it will last for years.
The average Russian hut hn3 one door
and two little windows nt the front, with
sometimes a second window in tho rear.
Tho front door is much like a rude
door such as is sometimes knocked up
by our farmers, and it leads not into the
living room of tho hut, but into u little
storeroom or sort of vestibulo which
forms one end of the cabin.
This room is usually without any floor
ing but that of tlie grouud. You muy
see tho chickens or utbor animals belong
ing to tlio family in it, und some of the
farming tools of the establishment staud
about its walls. lu the center of one
side of it is a door reuched by oue oi
two low steps leading into tho house
proper and forming tlie entrance to the
only room in the cabin. lu it tbe fam
ily sleep, cat, cook uud live, and whou
it is remembered that fully half of the
year in Russia is made up of hitter wiu.
ter, when the days are short and tht
nights long, it will he seen that the
greater puit of tlie peasant’s existence is
passed here. I visited a living room of
this kiud near Petroffskoi in tho midst
of the greut black plain of Russia, wlere
the laud is ns ricli as the valley of tho
Nile aud where the farmer should live as
well ns anywhere in the world, for he is
working on the world’s richest lauds.
This hut is that of a well to do peasant.
It is if anything better than the average.
Its living room was not more t'’an ten
by twelve feet in size, nnd one-fourth of
this apace was taken up by the great
chimney, which formed the oven, the
cooking stove nnd tlio heating arrange
ment of the hut. This chimuoy was
fully six feet wide and about eight feet
long, and its front, in which were holes
for fuel and uu oven, rose from the door
to the ceiling.
In the side facing the room, leaving
about two feet for tlie chimney, there
was a cut out under the ceiling ledge
nbout three feet high aud of tlie depth
of tho stove. This was, in fact, tho top
oi the stove, and it formed, I wns told
the bed of the family iu the Winter time.
Photographing under water lias ac
tually been carried out, so it is said.