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UP AND DOWN.
We're up to-day on fortune's hill
And free from every sorrow.
But in the wheel of good and ill
All may be changed to-morrow
iVe're up and down as time flies on
flow ease, now hardest labor—
So millionaire can safely frown
Upon his lowly neighbor,
Riches take Wings—the man of wealth
May meet With sudden losses,
While he whose Only store is health
May fide behind his horses.
Then do not slight the toilidg poor,
For labor ne’er disgraces,
Afld though your fortune seems secure.
Some day you may change places,
3od Help us all—we’re poof at best—
Dependent On each other—
Though crowned with ease or sofe distressed
Weak mail is still man’s brother.
Then when on fortune’s top we stand,
flo ill bur state attending;
Let iis extend A helping hand
TO those about descending.
-Francis S. Smith , trt New For.’c it "eekly.
JAGGS’S WIFE,
BY b. R. HARDY.
Somebody had stolen a horse from
tJhhiel jobson. The stable and horse
weife built “right under their noses,” to
use an fexpression of his wife’s—a fact
which gave rise to frequent animadver
sions bn her part respecting the unfor
tunate choice of the situation of this
nefcessary outbuilding.
She was in the habit of attributing to
their noxious influence whatever ills
might befall the family'—their state of
health, Or rather unhealth—if the hens
refdsed to lay, or if the watchdog ran
abctut at night instead of staying at home
to guard them from thieves. By the
same token she once even attempted to
account for the caterpillars which had at
tacked the cotton. Now that a horse
was stolen it was because Mr. Jobson
had persisted in having the stable and
taofse lot right in the back yard, where
Dobody else under the sun would have
thought of having them. She hoped he
would learn a lessson, now, before he lost
cvefy horse and mule to his name, and
the cows and pigs thrown id, not to
mention his wife and children.
There had been a light rain in the
early part of the night, and the tracks
made by the lost animal and the thief
could be seen very distinctly. Mr. Job
son traced them to the house of Pete
Jaggs, a good-for-nothing, shiftless fel
low, who lived in an abandoned settle
ment a mile or so away. From the signs
it appeared that the horse had been tied
to a small persimmon tree at a little dis
tance from the house, and a number of
tracks were seen about the place, going
back and forth between the house and
the tree.
Pete Jaggs was not at home. His wife
said that he had gone away early that
morning to visit a relation in an adjoin
ing county. She knew nothing of the
missing animal, and was sure that her
husband knew nothing of it, or he would
have mentioned it to her. She allowed
that some of the tracks around the place
had been made by him, but she could not
account for the others. They had had
no visitors that night, and she bad not
heard or seen any one about the premises
til! Mr. Jobson and his men came to in
quire.
Mrs. Jobson quickly rendered the ver
dict on hearing the evidence in the
case.
“I never ’spected nothin’ less ’n that
good-for-nothin’ Pete Jaggs. ’Course he
stole the mare; any fool can see that.
What's a wonder to me is he didn’t take
the whole shebang an’ us into the bar
gain, bein’ as the lot is right in the house,
*ll but, an’ anybody that’s fool ernough
to have one in sich er outlandish place
needn’t ’spect nothin’ else, nuther.”
No one, not even Daniel Jobson, dis
puted her opinion as to the identity of
the thief, however they might differ in
regard to the baleful influence which the
situation of the horse-lot was supposed
to exert on that unfortunate individual.
The horse was gone, and so was Pete;
but the tracks of both were there, and
while no one could say Jaggs was actually
seen to take the horse, the evidence that
he had was plain enough to convince any
jury in the world, not themselves horse
thieves.
Mr. Jobson went to town to inquire
*fter the lost mare, and to offer a suitable
reward for her return and for the appre
hension of the thief, which, along with
prolific description of the animal writ
ten in his best hand, was tacked up by
the courthouse door and in the postoffice.
Diligent inquiry rewarded him with a
clew, though an uncertain one. At a
wagon yard in the town he had found a
man who had seen the animal. Wasn't
she a light sorrel mare, blaze-faced, with
left fore-foot white? Of course she was;
but the man who had her and who traded
her off to a farmer for a scraggy bay,
blind in one eye, seventeen dollars to
boot, was not “a little old humpback,
sandy-haired fellow with a pair of new'
black jeans britches and a squint in one
eye, the left one, and home-made knit
eallusses and an old wool hat in his shirt
sleeves”—which bill of particulars repre
sented Pete Jaggs as he had left home
that morning, according to the evidence
given by his wife to David Jobson, and
by him accordingly set forth in the ad
vertisement.
But his most persistent inquiries led to
no better result; no one had seen Pete
■Jaggs, either with or without a blaze
faced soirel mare, and Mr. Jobson was
forced to return home disconsolate at his
ill-luck.
Daniel Jobson had two men living on
his farm as tenants who had evinced
great interest in the fate of the stolen
mare, and had shown much zeal in the
search for her and the thief—as every one
believed Jaggs to be. They were loud
in their denunciations of the little hunch
back for the crime of which it was evi
dent he was guilty.
"Sumpin’ oughter be did wid de low
down scoundr’l; nobody's critter's safe
wid sich er rogue gwine roun' at night
on er stealin' uv 'em.”
They protested against Mr. Jobson's
having Pete arrested by the sheriff to be
tried by due form of law.
“Lawin's too good for 'im. Give ’im
sump in wat’ll learn ’im er lesson w’at ’e
won’ have no chanch ter fergit,”—with
a sinister look and inflection conveying a
dark hint as to the nature of the intended
lesson,
One day Jaggs unexpectedly returned
home, That night he was aroused by a
loud knocking at his door. Opening it
to discover his visitors, he found a pair
of rifles pointed at his breast, and heard
a muttered command to “Come erlong,
an’ don’ raise no rumpus about hit, ef yer
don wan’er git hurt.” Ilis visitors, whose
faces were concealed by torn pieces of
cloth) carried him away through the
woods, several hundred yards before
halting.
At last, coming to a little clearing in
the woods where the moon shone brightly,
they paused and ordered their prisoner to
hold out his hands, which one of them
immediately proceeded to bind with a
short piece of rope, With an oath the
captors declared that they would now
proceed to business) producing a rope
that had ftu unmistakable noose tied in
one ehd.
“Dis is de way we evores hoss steal
in’,” one said, with a coarse laugh) “an*
hit giner’ly cyores, too, ef hit don’t kill
’em.”
Pete Jaggs was trembling violently,
He had been too surprised and terrified
to resist his assailahts, even if so weak
and almost helpless a person as he could
have hoped td cope with such strong
and desperate enemies. He instinctively
drew back; shuddering, at sight of the
rope, as the evident purpose of their un
seemly visit flashed upou him.
“W’at yergwi’ do, Bill; you an’ Dick
Waters?” he asked, recognizing Mr.
Jobson's tenants in spite of their dimsy
disguise.
“ We's gwiner hang yer fer stealin’
Dan’l Jobson’s mare, dat's w'at,’* one oi
them answered roughly.
“Boys,” criedJaggS) “I ain’ne’er tuck
none er Dan’l Jobson’s critters; I ain'
ne’er hyeerd none er ’em been stoled tell
I gets back home ter night.”
“Ain* no use er lyin’ erbout hit, Pete;
yer done it—we tracked yer an* dc
mare, an’s Dan’l war gwi’ put de sheriff
a’ter ver) we thought we’d save ’em de
trouble. We knows yer do’ wan’ er go
ter de penetench’ry uo-how,”
They rudely adjusted the noose upon
the neck of the trembling little hunch
back, and throwing the end over the
limb of an oak growing near, seized it
and began to draw him up.
“Yer won’ steal na’ nuther'n, Pete, 1
reck’n,” they said, as they pulled on the
rope. At that moment the sudden, sharp
report of a rifle rang on the still night
air. The suspended body of Pete Jaggs
made a few rapid turns, as the rope un
twisted, and he fell to the earth. The
rope was cut just above his head by a
well-aimed bullet. The men pulling
hard on the rope, as it parted, fell to the
ground.
Nancy Jaggs had become alarmed at
the summary way in which her husband
had been carried off. Feeling sure that
some harm was intended, she dressed,
and seizing his rifle—which she had
learned to use, and with which she had
brought to death many a wild turkey and
even deer in the wilds of the Ocmulgee
River swamp, not far away—followed
the men stealthily, until she came upon
them as they were in the act of lynching
Pete. In an instant she thought that if
the rope were cut Pete would fall to the
ground uninjured. Taking quick, but
steady aim at the cotton rope gleaming in
the moonlight, she tired and severed it
with the shot.
Throwing aside the now useless
weapon, she rushed forward, seized one
of the rifles that had been laid down by
the men and covered them before they
could realize the situation.
“De fust ’un ’at moves is er dead man!”
she cried, excitedly. “I reck'n yer ain’
gwi’ hang Pete ter night, air yer?”
“Don't shoot, Nance,” they implored.
“We's jist er skeerin’ Pete. We ne'ei
’lowed ter hurt ’im. Pete ain’ hurt none;
is yer, Pete?”
Pete's activity showed he was not
much injured, for, having scrambled to
his feet and rid his hands of the clumsy
bond, he had seized the other rifle and
stood ready to assist his w T ifc in guarding
his late captors.
They carried the would-be lynchers to
Daniel Jobson, who, aroused by their
calls, came out and secured the men in
an outhouse, while Pete and Nance stood
guard without.
At the trial which followed the arrest
of the two men it was brought out that
they had stolen Jobson's mare and pur
posely carried her to Pete's house in
order to throw suspicion on him. They
were convicted and sent to the peni
tentiary, from which they were so anxious
to save Pete; and Jaggs's wife became
the heroine of the hour. —New Orleans
Times-Democrat.
A Flour Made of Silver.
Silver floors are properly supposed to
exist only in the imagination of the au
thors of “The Arabian Nights,” or of
poets whose descriptions are somewhat
exaggerated. But, going the other day
into the office of Handy & Harman,
dealers in bullion, in Nassau street, 1
found the floor of the room neatly paved
with some hundreds of slabs of the shin
ing white metal, each of them about the
size and shape of an ordinary brick. Mr.
Parker Handy of the firm informed me
that they were assay bars—that is to say,
silver that had passed through the United
States Assay Office and received the
Government stamp testifying to their
being of the standard fineness, and con
taining each a certain weight of the
precious metal. He tells me that it is
no unusual thing for the leading bullion
houses here to hand'e in one day hun
dreds of thousands of ounces of silver.
Just for the sake of the experience, I
took- a short walk up and down this silver
pavement, but I cannot say that, outside
of its appearance and the name of the
tiring, the high-priced material possesses
any advantages over the style of pave
ment patronized by the department of
Public Works.— New Tori Star.
BUDGET OF FUN.
ni’JIORODS SKETCHES FROM
VARIOUS SOURCES.
Don't—Snubbed—A Natural Supposi
tion—A Valuable Subject— Per
nicious Activity—Base lu
gratitude. Etc., Etc.
There’s a modesty of mien al ways pleasant
to be seen, /
No matter who the wearer, youth or maid;
There’s the air of charming grace; there’s
the open, honest face
Against which naught in reason can be
said.
Such deportment merits praise in these hifa
lutin’ days,
And I’ll tell you true it can’t be bought for
money,
So let your speech be easy, mayhap a trifle
breezy;
So avoid the sin of hyperbole, and
Don’t
Get
Funny.
When conversing with a friend let your lan
guage always tend
To impress him with the fact that you are
sane;
Avoid all eccentricity, all verbal infelicity—
Such linguistic jim-jams gives a pain.
Don't rise to the emphatic; do not bloviate
dramatic,
Nor mi* for one a verbal peach and honey;
Each word of easy diction is like oil on
heated friction.
But above all use common sense an 1
Don't
Get
Funny.
~-St. Paul Pioneer Press.
pernicious activity.
Celestiue—“Your new maid is twice
as active as the old one.”
Ernestine—“ That's why I have noth
ing to do half the time.” —New Tori
Sun.
a natch At, strposrnox.
Ted—“ One of the dime museums ad
vertises a phantom hen.”
Ned—“ What does she do?”
Ted—“ Days ghosts, I suppose.”—
Life,
SNCBBED.
“Good morning I” said the cyclone to
the flood.
“I don’t know you,” replied the flood,
“you put on too many airs for me.”—
Munsey's.
THE SLANG OF THE 'DAY.
First Baseballist—“And when the old
man instead of the girl met you at the
door, did you make a home run?”
Second Baseballist—“No, I was shut
out. ” Terre Haute Express.
BASE INGRATITUDE.
Mrs. Baskiey—“What’s the matter,
Henry? You look disgusted.”
Baskiey—“Why, I gave a poor widow
ten dollars on the sly to buy coal with,
and she didn’t tell anybody.”
A VALUABLE SUBJECT.
Howard—“A penny for your thoughts
—but I suppose you value them at more
than that.”
Edith—“Oh, no! the fact is, I was
thinking of you just then.”— Munsey's.
HIS PROFESSION.
“If you’ll go to work, I’ll give you
something to cat,” said the kind hearted
woman.
“I can't my profession unless
you do,” returned the tramp, “for I am
an after dinner speaker.”— Life.
SHE OWNS THEM.
“I wonder if Miss De Wigg’s teeth are
her own,” said Mrs. Squildig to her hus
band.
“Yes,” replied Squildig. “I happen
to know the dentist she bought them of,
and he told me she paid cash for them.”
A REFLECTION RESENTED.
She—“l know Harry Hopkins must
have a mercenary motive in this match.
How can he love Miss Van Million when
she is so much older than he is?”
He—“Oh, you do the boy injustice.
Even if he doesn’t love her, lie venerates
her.”— Life.
AN ADAMLESS EDEN.
Mr. Adums—“You don’t mean to say
that you have to carry all your letters into
town from the college?”
Miss Poughkeepsie—“ Yes, indeed;
they are so strict at Vassar, that they
won’t even allow a mail box on the
grounds. ” — Munsey's.
TRIED HIS ’PRENTICEHAND AT REPARTEE.
“Sir,” said an apprentice to his master,
“when a very clever and a very stupid
person are together in one room, and
the clever one goes away, who is left?”
“Why, of course, the stupid one.”
“Then good-bye, sir,” said the ap
prentice, and went.— Sonnlagsllatt.
LIKE THE MURDERER.
Sensation Reporter—“lt was purely a
love match. It seemed as if fate brought
these two people together. Neither could
resist the other—and so they were mar
ried.”
Friend—“And how did John meet his
fate?”
Sensation Reporter—“ Unflinchingly.”
PUTTING IN FULL TIME.
Time Keeper—“ Look here, Donovan,
I can't understand how you made seven
teen hours on Thursday.”
Donovan—“Shure Oi shtarted two
hours before Oi began, an’ Oi wurrked
all dinner toime whin Oi was restin’, and
afther Oi left off Oi wurrked for two
hours more, an’ that makes me toime
out.” —Funny Foils.
GUYING HER UNCLE.
“Uncle John,” said little Emily, “Do
you know that a baby that was fed on
elephant's milk gained twenty pounds in
a week?”
“Nonsense! Impossible!” exclaimed
Uncle John, and then asked: “Whose i
baby was it?”
“It was the elephant's baby,” replied j
little Emily. —lllustrated Fun,
CAUSE AND EFFECT.
Bad Boy—“ Lick me, an’ ye’ll b
sorry.’*
Teacher (Holding the rattan aloft) —
“Why?”
“ ‘Cause, if you do it’ll make my
hands sore, an' if they’re sore I can’t
ketch in to-morrow's game, an’if I don’t
ketch the game’ll be lost an’ the name
o’ the school dragged in the dust. Seel’ ”
—Lawrence American.
SAME BRAND OF PAINT.
Eastern Dame—“You certainly must
admit, my dear, that the women of the
West are not as handsome as those of the
East.”
Western Damsel—“ln what respect?”
Eastern Dame—“ Well, you have no
such complexions out here as we have.”
Western Damsel—“Oh, I am sure you
must be mistaken. Wo use exactly the
same things.”— America.
A HONEYMOON IN ECLIPSE.
“Mr. Digby told me he didn't enjoy
his wedding tour. Queer sort of state
ment, wasn’t it?”
“Why, no, Auntie; not under the
circumstances.”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, you see Mrs. Digby had such a
horror of people taking Digby and her
for a bridal couplo that she took a
chaperone along.”— Life.
A TRAIT OF THE SEX.
“My wife,” said Jones to Smith, as
they sat smoking in the dining room, “is
going out shopping. She has been up
stairs before her looking glass for un
hour, but I will bet she will have a ques
tion to ask about her appearance before
she goes out.”
“Think so,” said Smith.
“I’m sure of it.”
Just then Mrs. Jones tripped down
stairs, and looking into the dining room,
said:
“Good-bye, dear, I’m going. Oh! by
the way," she added, “is my hat
straight?”— Boston Courier.
IT IS DIFFERENT NOW.
Sunday School Superintendent (ex
plaining the lesson) —“Many of these
Scripture names, children, have a special
meaning. Can anyone of you tell ms
the signification of this name, ‘lcha
bod?’ ”
Several Voices—“ The glory has de
parted.”
Superintendent—-“ Correct. If, then,
you wished to convey the idea that some
man—say a politician—had become un
popular and could no longer succeed in
any of his ambitions you (smiling pleas
antly) would call him——"
Whole School—“Dennis!”— Chicago
Tribune.
THE MESSENGER BOY AND THE TORTOISE.
It happened once that a messenger boy
was taunting a tortoise with his inability
to smoke cigarettes or pitch pennies.
“What you say is true,” replied the
tortoise, „but Nature gives different gift!
to different creatures. I may not be able
to smoke cigarettes nor to make a con
tiding woman pay thirty-seven cents and
car-fare for delivering a message to her
dressmaker in the next block, but I can
beat you in a foot race.”
The messenger boy's Spanish blood
was roused and he accepted the tortoise’s
challenge. The tortoise was so confident
of victory that after he had gone a little
distance he went into a convenient door
way and went to sleep. Perceiving
which, the messenger boy persevered,
and by diligent effort won the race.
Moral: The race is not always to the
swift.— Life.
NAPOLEONS IN FINANCE.
A most appalling sound was heard in
the nursery, and the astonished father,
with his hair on end, ran to see what was
the matter. He opened the door and
looked in. Willie was sitting astride
his drum, kicking it with both feet.
Johnny was twisting the cat's tail and
bringing forth howls of dire agony.
Tommy was whirliug a rattle, Bobby
Stapleford, a neighbor’s boy, was super
intending a fight between two vociferous
dogs; Harry Plugmore, another visitor,
was jumping up and down on an empty
barrel, half a dozen other casual young
sters were pounding tin-pans, and all
were yelling at the tops of their voices.
“What is the meaning of this unearth
ly racket?” demanded the father as soon
as he could make himself heard above the
din.
“We’re playing Chicago Board of
Trade,” replied Willie. “Fellers, let
’er go once more!”
And pandemonium broke loose again.
Chicago Tribune.
HE ALSO HAD RULE3.
He had opened a restaurant in Buffalo,
and after two or three weeks he called at
a bank to get the cash on a small check
received from some one in Philadelphia.
“Have to be identified, sir,” said the
teller as he shoved it back.
“But I am Blank of the new restau
rant around the corner.”
“Must be identified.”
“This is payable to me or order, and
I’ve endorsed it,” protested the res
tauranter.
“Can't help it, sir. Rules of the
bank.”
The man went out and brought some
one back to identify him, and the money
was handed over. Three days later the
teller dropped in for a lunch at the new
restaurant. He had taken a seat and
given his order, when the proprietor ap
proached him and said
“Have to be identified, sir.”
“How! What?”
1 ‘Have to be identified before you can
get anything here sir.”
“Identified? 1 don't understand you,”
protested the teller.
“Plain as day, sir. Rule of the house
that all bank officials have to be identi
fied. Better go out and find some re
sponsible party who knows you.”
“Hanged if I do!” growled the teller,
and he reached Dor his hat and coat anti
banged the door'flard as he went put.—
ffew York Sun. ' <■ ■ .
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