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The Cleveland Progress. fiy LOGAN <f- GLEN DEVOTED TO THE MINING, AGRICULTURAL AM) EDUCATIONAL INTEREST OF CLEVELAND, WHITE COUNTY AND NORTll-EAST GEORGIA. TERMS:—One Dollar rer Tear. VOL. I CLEVELAND, WHITE COUNTY, GEORGIA, FRIDAY MORNING, OCTOBE1 i m. NO. 40.. -THE- North Georgia Dalilonega, Georgia. For Full Particulars, Write For Catalogue, CITY DRUG STORE. -WE.A11E HEADQUARTERS FOR Drugs, Patent Medicines, Paints and Oils. Fin© Toilet Stationery, Combs and Brushes, Groceries, Fine Cigars & Tobaccos c@"\Ve propose to build up a trade by selling at moderate prices. Sutton & Pitchford, 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. gave yell Mini Real Estate Apcj. Wo have on our list Valuable Mineral, Timber mud Farming Lund*, for Sale or Exchange. IF YOU WANT TO BUY, SELL OR EXCHANGE PROPERTY Of tho above description, communicate with us. Title papers examined and reported upon. ABSTRACTS FURNISHED FREE TO ACTUAL PURCHASERS 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. Correspondonoo Solicited.. F. 8. SUTTON, Manager. Sash, Doors and Blinds! CLARK, BELL k CO., -Manufacturers aud Dealers in- Sash, Doors, Blinds, Mouldings, Brackets. SISUKTO-HtlESS and XjTJiMIIBlESiO.. Also 1-EWEH and DRAIN PIPE. Prices as low is ibe lowest. Satisfaction guarantied. CLARK, BELL A CO., Gainesville, Ga. ])rfn~"J* zTwnsmvfirsQcgu 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.