W. F. SMITH, Publisher,
Testimonial* to the Kweetaew of Anglican
The women of England (says Polydore
\ irgil), in the I’arisian, not only salute
their relations with a kiss, but all per
sons promiscuously; ami, this ceremony
they repeat, gently touching them with
the lips, not only with grace, but without
the least immodesty. Such, however, as
are of the blood-royal do not kiss their
inferiors, but offer the back of the hand,
as men do by way of saluting each other.
Erasmus writes in raptures to one of his
friends on this subject. “Did you but
know, my Faustus,” says he, “the
pleasures which England'affords, you
would fly hero on winged feet, and, if
your gout would not allow you, you
would w ish yourself a Dmdalus. To men
tion to you one among many things, here
are nymphs of the loveliest looks, good
humored, easy of access, and whom you
would prefer even to your favorite muses.
Here also prevails a custom never enough
to be commended, that wherever yon
come everyone receives you with a kiss,
and when you take your leave everyone
gives you a kiss; when you return, kisses
again meet you. If anyone leaves you
they leave you with a kiss; if you meet
anyone the first salutation is a kiss; in
short, wherever you go kisses everywhere
about; which, my Faustus, did you once
taste how very sw r eet and how very
fragrant they are, you would not, like
Solon, wish for ten years’ exile in Eng
land, but would desire there to spend the
whole of your life.” Antonio Perez,
Secretary to the Embassay from Philip
11. of Spain, writes thus to the Earl of
Essex: “I have this day, accoiding to
the custom of your country, kissed, at an
entertainment, seven females, all of them
accomplished in mind and beautiful in
person.” Dr. Piorius Winsemius, his
toriographer to their Mightinesses the
States of Friezland, in his Chronljck van
Frieslandt , printed in 16G2, informs us
that the pleasant custom was utterly un
practiced and unknown in England (just
ns it is this day in New Zealand, where
sweethearts only knoAV how to touch
noses w hen they wish to be kind) until
tho fair Princess liouix, the daughter of
King llongist of Friezland, “pressed the
beaker with her lipkins” (little lips) and
saluted the amorous Vortigern with a
husjen (little kiss.)
The Shopping Hills of Wives.
American shopkeepers and American
-jJbtoupfirs nli/oAshould be interested fin
the case i argtTfflT® g< kCST filmflsf
Dobenham & Feebody in England
against Mr. Mellon for the reoovery of
the cost of dresses furnished to his wife
whom he had forbidden to incur bills.
The ease went from court to court up to
the House of Lords, where it was finally
decided by that august tribunal in favor
of Mr. Mellon. The Lords expressly
ruled that “ Where a husband makes
his wife an allowance, and expressly for
bids her to run up accounts in his name,
lie cannot bo held liable for any goods
she may obtain by drawing upon his
credit; and, indeed, that, unless the
seller can show that special authority
lias been conferred by the husband on
tho w ife, the seller cannot recover judg
ment.” In this case it was admitted
that tho goods charged for were of a
kind suitable to Mrs. Mellon’s rank and
condition of life, but the presumption
usually created by such an admission in
favor of the seller was held to be over
ruled by an absolute conjugal prohibi
tion even where the seller was, not ap
prised of the prohibition. It was inti
mated during the argument that shop
keepers, before giving a wife credit,
might readily protect themselves by
making inquiries of the husband, and
the court held that due care and caution
could not bo considered to liawe been
exercised where this w as not done.
No New Jokes,
There is absolutely nothing new in
jokes. They'never the. The jokes that
are familar to us are those which our
ancestors enjoyed. They are found in
the most ancient literature that remains,
and iu hieroglyphics of the ruined monu
ments of dead empires. Their unchanged
existence through these ages does not al
low that these, like the earth and man,
may have been created by a process of
development; they must have been
created absolutely* At some stage of
the work of creation the jokes w*cro
launched into being, and they have con
tinued to revolve by their own gravity,
the same as the planets. None of them
can be annihilated any more than matter,
nor can another be added. No person avlio
attempts originality can get recognized
as a Avit, but any man can, who has
talent for memorizing the old stock
jokes and funny stories, and for working
them over on all occasions.
How Three Debts Were Faid.
A singular coincidence, shoAving how
much can bo done by the payment of
even a small debt, happened at Bangor,
Me. A gentleman Avas at the wharf, in
tending to purchase some lobsters, when
two gentlemen came up and engaged
with him in conversation. The first gen
tleman said to tho second: “I believe I
owe you a dollar.” “Yes,” replied the
second, ‘‘l believe you do.” The second
man then spoke to the third: “I believe
I also owe you a dollar,” which fact the
third man acknowledged, and he also
said that ho owed the first man a dollar,
which he desired to pay. In this trans
action the three men each paid their in
debtedness to each other, and they did so
without passing any money between
a Pieman who writes
publish e^tor "bo refuses to
publish it is liable to go to the lock-up.
SIGNS OF FOUL. WEATHER.
BY EE. JENJfER.
The hollow winds bejta to blow;
The clouds look black, the glass ie low;
The soot falls down, the spaniel* sleep,
And spiders from their cobwebs peep.
Last night the sun went pale to bed;
The inoon in halos hid her head.
The boding shepherd heaves a sigh,
For, see. a rainbow Bfmn the sky.
The walls are damp, the ditches smell;
Closed is the pink-eyed pimpernel.
Hark ! how the chairs and tab'ee crack.*
Old Betty's joints are on the rack—
Her corns with shooting pains torment her,
And to her bed untinrt-iy sent her.
Loud quack the ducks; the sea-fowl cry;
The distant hills are looking nigh.
How restless are the snorting swine!
The busy flies disturb the kine.
Low o’er the grass the swallow wings ;
The cricket, too, how sharp he sings!
Fuss on the hearth, with velvet paws,
Hits wiping o’er her whiskered jaws.
The Bmoke from chimneys right ascends,
Then, spreading, baok to earth it bends.
The wind, unsteady, veers around,
Or settling in the south is found.
Through (he clear stream the fishes rise,
And nimbly catch tho incautious flies.
The glowworms numerous, clear and bright,
Illumed the dewy hill last night.
At dusk the squalid toad was seen,
Like quadruped, stalk o’er the green.
The whirling wind the dust obeys,
And in the rapid eddy plays.
The frog has changed his yellow vest
And in a russet coat is dressed.
The aky is green, the air is still,
The mellow blackbird's voice is shrill.
The dog, so altered in his taste,
Quits mutton-bones on grass to feast.
Behold the rooks—hdw odd their flight !
They imitate the gliding kite,
And seem precipitatfrto fall,
As if they felt the piercing balk
Tho tender colts on back do lie,
Nor hoed the traveler passing by.
In fiery red the sun doth rise,
Then wades through clouds to mount tho Bkies.
’Twill surely rain, we see’t with sorrow—
No w orking in the fields to-morrow.
•The line, “Hark! how the chairs and tables
c-rak,” is incorrect, as the cracking—that is, contrac
tion—indicates fair weather, from the diminution of
The Right MTn After All.
Viola had found lover ;or at least,
John Ellsworth aspired to that dis
Two years ago, the paternal Ellsworth
had given John orchis twenty-third
birthday a deed of a small, good farm
near his own. John set about making a
home for himself, with one of his half
dozen sisters to manage it, and went at
his farming in earnest. And the younger
female portion thought him rather a de
sirable object to maneuver for.
Perhaps 'that was one reason why
Viola had been so gracious to him. It
was something to secure, without an ef
fort, attentions that all the other girls
schemed for. But John Ellsworth did
not realize her ideal. Under her calm
exloHor, she dfeafitrl romances -the
most vivid rose-pink.
One June night, driving over to see
his lady, John found her with an unu
sual flush on her fair young face. She
rode with him—accepting his invitation
in a matter-of-course way that was dread
It came out, after a little while, that
Mrs. Mornington, a great-aunt, had sent
for her photograph a month ago, not
having seen her since she was a child.
Two days ago had come an invitation to
spend a couple of months with her (the
great-aunt) in New York, and she was
“It’s no use denying,” the young
fellow said, his voice growing husky,
“ that I’m sorry for this. I don’t know
w liat will come to you from this. You
are not contented here ; you never will
bo until you-iiTftc had an experience
beyond it—perhaps not then. lam not
wise enough to tell you now, I sup
pose ; but I love you* Viola. Mind, I
do not ask you now for any return. I
shall w r ait for what the future may put
in your heart to say. ”
“Indeed, I do care for you,
John; and you can’t blame me for
wanting to go. Aunt needs mo, you
see; and no one does here, particularly.
And I’ve never seen anything of so
“ I know, dear—”
“And I shall not forget you,” inter
rupting him. “I shall always think of
you ” —giving him her hand.
“For two whole months,” a little
sadly. “ Good-by, then,” kissing the
hand he held. And then Viola found
herself alone, and then went to finish
Viola’s next two months were delight
ful. She was always prettily dressed,
and Frank Thorpe passed his valuable
time beside her.
John Ellsworth called on her the
night after her return.
“ You look well and happy,” he said,
scanning her face.
“ I am,” she said ; and she told liim all
about her delightful visit.
“ And are you going to settle with
us now ?”
“ Oh, no! I stay here only a few
days. My aunt is coming for me as she
returns from a visit she is paying.”
“Poor fellow*!' Viola said, as ne
went down the moonlit road. And then
Frank Thorpe’s dreamily sad gray eyes
came up bofore her, and she forgot John
Ellsworth’s shady brown ones.
Mrs. Mornington came and took the
young lady away, and Frank Thorpe
was once again hanging around her —a
most desirable matrimonial prize.
The Christmas holidays came and
went. Frank Thorpe lounged in on
Christmas day, and was paler and more
listless than ever.
Mrs. Mornington gave her first bit of
advice to her young charge that night.
“ Frank Thorpe is not a man to trifle
with, my dear. I think he is in love
with you. You could hardly do better.”
“Dobetter?” raising her broad lids
for a full, steady look. “I hadn’t
thought there was to be any calculation.
No, Frank does not care for me, aunt.”
- “If he is in love with you. so much
the better. But come; Mrs. Grove’s
ball must be attended.”
Viola went to that bail, and froze
Frank Thorpe, who. unconscious of of-
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INDIAN SPRINGS, GEORGIA.
fense, languidly assumed his usual sta
tion near her.
Among Mrs. Grove’s guests that night
was a rather good-looking man, who
certainly was no longer young. Having
lost one wife, he w*as now looking for an
other. When he was presented to Viola
she was barely civil Mr. Nicolson
seemed to like it.
Frank Thorpe had ceased being
frozen. To tell the truth, Viola made
the advances. There was a shade more
of languor In his manner, and his sad
gray eyes had an added shadow ; but he
sought no explanation from her.
One frosty, sparkling morning Viola
had been out for a walk. On the way
she mot Frank Thorpe, as she w T as very
apt to do. He accompanied her home
and entered the house with her. Then
Viola, feeling bright herself, began lect
uring him on his purposeless life.
“ If I were a man— ’’emphatically.
“ Thank heaven you are not! How
ever, go on.”
“ You put mo out, Mr. Thorpe ; why
don’t you do something ? ”
“Do something? Don’t I? lam
your devoted attendant three-fourths of
my waking life.”
“Yes, and get yourself and me talked
about by everybody. Not that I care,
certainly,” hurriedly to recover her
blunder. “I shall choose my friends
where I please,” making matters worse,
of course. •
“ You see,” he said, leaning forward
and laying his hand confidentially on
iier arm, “ I cannot bear to see a clear
liearted, honest girl lowering herself to
the ways of these artificial, brainless
girls, who have been bred up all their
lives in the business of catching a hus
band. You don’t need any paltry ambi
tion. Whit until you find a man w*orth
falling in love with, and then marry him.
Wait forever, if you don’t find him.”
Viola sat motionless wfith astonish
ment. If any dumb thing had found
voice she would not have been more
amazed. And she felt so fully called to
administer advice. While she sat, his
hand still on her arm, and his eyes still
on her face, the door opened, and John
EllsAvortli was ushered in. Viola swept
toAvara him with eager, outstretched
Frank Thorpe, being disturbed by this
new-comer, Avho was called John, and re
ceived Avitli such an outbreak of enthusi
asm, gathered himself up and lounged
John Ellsworth was in town for a fort
night. Viola always accepted his invi
tations, and when the time came for
their fulfillment thfere was some unavoid
able obstacle ia-tbe avay. ,
Then Lent came and there was a sud
den cessation of gayety. John Avas
called aAvay by his father’s illness, and
Viola felt the inevitable reaction.
It Avas alike everywhere. In the nar
row circle out of which she had come
there were jealousies and heart-burnings,
and petty scheming—no better and ne
Avorse than she had come to knoAV in the
past weeks, though possibly less dis
guised by smooth, conventional polish of
manner. Wait till she met a man she
loved! She might wait until she was
gray and blind. There had never ap
peared one to whom she could give a
second thought, unless it Avas —Avell, per
haps, John EllsAvorth, if the life that
would folloAV with him were not too nar
row to breathe in ; or Frank Thorpe, if
he were not too lazy to speak. And
then, by contrast, there came a vision of
Mr. Nicolson and all his wealth.
If she had shown the first symptoms
of her moods to Mr. Nicolson lie would
have desisted from his attentions at once.
Here was youth and beauty in a statu
esque state of perfection. That was
what he wanted—the statuesqueness,
and everybody considered it a settled
I think Viola began to consider it her
self. She had just one letter from John
Ellsworth after his return, and he said :
“ I love you, Viola, and am waiting for
She did not even answer the letter.
But she was cross, even with Mrs. Morn
ington, for two days after it.
Then she was seized with a fit of
homesickness, and, had her friend not
been taken very suddenly ill, nothing
would have kept her there. -Mr. Nic
olson came more frequently than ever;
in his way, very kinn and considerate.
One night in early spring Frank
Thorpe came and took Viola out for a
“ You are looking tired. We may not
have another such night for a month,”
In the half hour they did not speak
half a dozen sentences, and yet when he
set her down at her own door, and held
her hand for a minute as he said “ Fare
well,” Viola felt that they were nearer
each other than ever before.
Viola was one morning summoned to
the drawing-room to meet Mr. Nicolson.
In the occupation of the past weeks she
had had very little opportunity to think
about him or his purposes. No
girl ever went to meet the final question
with less determination as to her answer.
She knew his errand the moment she
entered the room. Not that he was con
fused or hesitating, or in any way dis
“My dear young lady,” he said, “I
want your permission to ask you a per
“You have it, sir,” she said.
And then, in a speech which was more
like a set oration than anything else
Viola had ever heard, he offered her his
hand and fortune.
She went up-stairs to Mrs. Morning
“And I’ve done it 1 And I am so
“ At what?”
“Irefused Mr. Nicolson.”
“ Perhaps you will be sorry that you
have said no. ”
“Perhaps. I shall never be sur-
I prised at anything again.”
A servant “announced Frank Thorpe.
“Aunt, shall I—” and paused. EA T en
in her reckless, over-excited mood she
could not complete her sentence.
“ you be kinder to him than
you have been to Mr. Nicolson? ”
“ Don’t ask me.”
So Viola went down to see her visitor,
who was at the full tide of his languid,
“Hoav very entertaining you are to
day. Your conversational powers are
something to be wondered at,” Viola
said at last, impatiently.
“Entertaining?” opening his eyes
with mild Avonder. “I supposed that
your share of the interview. However,
if you like, T’ll begin. You are not
looking as Avell as usual this morning.”
“ Thank you. What a very promis
“But you have infinitely the advan
tage of Mr. Nicolson, whom I met just
now. He seemed laboring imder the
impression that there had been an earth
“And so there has been. There; talk
about something else. You needn’t be
entertaining any more.”
“Miss Rawdon,” the servant an
nounced, and that put an end to it all.
Viola reasoned herself into tho con
viction that she was in love with Frank
Thorpe, and, if not actually in that con
dition, she might easily find herself
The crisis w*as not far off. Coming in
irom an errand, that night, she found
all the dimly-lighted house empty, and
went on from room to room till, in the
library, she opened the door on Frank
“ Since you were not at home, I came
to find for myself a volume Mrs. Morn
ington had promised me,” he explained.
Bathe closed the door as he gave her a
chair, w as if the tete-a-tete were a part of
“ We might as well begin with a clean
record,” he said, with a great deal of
hard earnestness in his voice. “You are
not my first love, Viola. Not quite two
years ago she jilted me. lAvas in an aw
ful spoony condition—there’s no denying
it—and for a few Aveeks thought it
would be the death of me. One morn
ing my letters and trinkets came back
to me. There was not a Avord of ex
planation, and I did not choose to ask
“ And the young lady’s name ? ”
“ Emily Prescott ? Why, that is the
young lady I met this afternoon. Just
home from abroad-- in Paris mourning.
Her father and mother both died some
where in France in the spring, and she
came home with the Mertons.”
“Viola,” staring at her wfith eager
eyes, “ I can’t believe it,” dropping into
a chair. “My poor darling—”
“It seems to me, Frank, that the lit
tle arrangement we entered into ten
minutes ago might as well be quietly
annulled. Your ‘poor darling’ is at
present Avith the Mertons. Hadn’t you
better go up there at once and rear
range the programme ? ”
“ I don’t know. Viola, you will think
me a scoundrel, but I believe I love her
“Of course you do. Who doubts it ?
There, don’t say a woman can’t be gen
After that nothing could keep her in
NeAv York, and three days after reaching
home, driving her old-fashioned pony
chaise over the green country road, she
came upon John Ellsworth walking, and
he accepted her invitation to ride.
“It is good to be here again. I was
“ When are you to be married? ”
“Never ! ” wfith a burst of vehemence;
“unless you—oh, John!” with a hys
At home a telegram aAvaited her. Mrs.
Mornington Avas dead.
Mrs. Mornington died poor. She had
spent all her money. So Viola was not
an heiress after all.
Thanks to the general use of steam in
traveling, it is comforting to reflect that
in spite of the very great annoyance and
inconvenience caused by the horse dis
eases in recent years, particularly by the
epizootic which prevailed in the year
1872, the inconveniences to which peo
ple are subjected nowadays in the lack
of horses are really much less grave than
those which our ancestors had to con
tend with, in similar cirumstances. For
our forefathers, the prevalence of a se
vere epizootic meant the cessation of all
traveling and transportation, whether
for long or for short distances; except
ing, of course, such service as may be
done by oxen and by men on foot. Some
idea of the gravity of the situation is
suggested by the following extracts from
an old Birmingham newspaper: On
February 4, 1760, notice was published
that “the horses belonging to the Bir
mingham - stage coach are so much af
fected by the present distemper that pre
vails among them, that its joumies are
obliged to be discontinued until their
recovery.” And in the week following
another notice appears under that of
February 11, 1760, “the horses belong
ing to the Birmingham stage coach are
stul so bad that it would be dangerous to
attempt their going with the coach this
week; but on Monday next, the 18th,
Mr. Peyton proposes that the coach shall
set out to go from hence as usual; after
which he hopes it will meet with no
other interruption. ”
When a man asks a favor at a newspa
per office, and states that he has been a
subscriber for a number of years, a de
nial becomes an impossibility. The ar
gument is clinched, and he can have the
entire establishment for the asking.
At Brownville, Texas, the recent snow
storm Avas the first in fourteen years.
Farm hands are said to be more scarce
in Thomas county, Ga., than they have
been since the war.
Three hundred German carp have been
placed at various points up the St. John
riA*er in Florida.
A Louisiana planter says that he con
siders twenty geese in a cotton field equal
to one hoe-hand.
Negroes are said to be leaving Gadsden
county, Fla., in such numbers that it
amounts to an exedus.
Toccoa, Ga., having an existence of
eight years, has acquired a thrifty popu
lation approximating a thousand souls.
Thousands of robins roost in a cane
brake about fifteen miles from Homer,
La. They are taken to Homer by the
A clipper ship, brought into Port
Royal, 8. C., loaded wfith guano, came
up to the dock at half-tide, drawing
In Louisiana the census exhibits 473
Chinese, 819 Indians and half breeds,
eight lialf-Chinese, one West Indian and
one East Indian.
N. Garbini has been elected President
of the New Orleans Fruit and Produce
Association, a neAV and permanent organi
zation of Avholesale fruit dealers.
In the last four months of 18-80 col
pertuers of the American Bible Society
supplied 1,913 destitute families and 955
destitute individuals with the Bible.
Harry Stephens, the well-known col
ored body-servant of Hon. Alex. H.
Stephens, who died last week, at Craw
fordville, Avas the OAvner of perhaps $20,-
000 Avortli of property.
The St. Augustine (Fla.) Press says
that the majority of the farmers there
abouts, instead of raising their own corn,
buy it at the city stores. A cotton planter
could scarcely do worse than that.
An amendment of the constitution of
Arkansas has been proposed in the Legf-'
islature, providing that the general elec
tions shall occur every fourth year, State
Representatives be elected for four years
and the Legislature meet every fourth
The Perry, Ga,, Home Journal says
that the old plantation system, almost
universal in Houston county before the
war, has gone to its death, and small
farm- noAV constitute the order of agri
cultural Avork. There are very few ten
mule farms in Houston.
There is a proposition to form anew
North Carolina county ou
of parts of Sampson, John
ston, Wayne, Cumberland and Har
nett counties. There are several propo
sitions to cut off portions of Wake county
lor the formation of neAV counties, but
Raleigh is averse.
At Scarboro, Ga., John F. Toole is
President, Warren R. Wood, Treasurer,
and James A. Fulcher, Secretary, of the
“First National Non-cursing Society,
Scarboro Division No. 1.” The object
of the organization is to discontinue the
practice of profane SAvearing.
By a clerical error, in making up the
list of cities Tor census bulletin No. 45,
the population of one enumeration dis
trict of Atlanta was omitted. The true
population, Gen. Walker, Superintend
ent'of the Census, says, is 37,421, not
34,398, as previously announced.
Real estate in the business part of Or
angeburg, S. C., is as high as in Charles
ton. A cotton factory Avith four Clem
ent attachments is established. The crop
of upland rice raised in the county will
probably reach about 40,000 bushels.
The cotton crop is between 30,000 and
The answer of the citizens of Memphis
to the petition of bondholders or credi
tors of the old corporation of Memphis
alleges that the compromise proposed by
the taxing district, twenty-fi\*e cents on
the dollar, and in addition, the taxes
due the old city, say $1,248,982, is fair,
just and honorable.
Knoxville, Tenn., was laid out in 1791,
and named in honor of General Knox,
of Revolutionary fame. The first Ter
ritorial Legislature assembled there in
1794, the constitutional convention in
1795, and the first State Legislature in
1796, The seat of goA r ernment Avas re
moved to Nashville in 1810.
Richmond Dispatch : If Mr. Jefferson
Davis does not make numerous changes
in his proof-sheets, he is not the man he
Avas in 1850. Then he had a habit of
changing the reporter’s notes to such an
extent that his speeches seemed almost
to be new ones, or rather not the same
which he had delivered in the Senate.
A bill is pending before the Florida
Legislature providing for four examining
medical boards—at Pensacola,Tallahassee,
Jacksonville and Key West—which shall
examine applicants and grant certificates
to those only who are qualified to dis
charge the functions of a medical expert.
The bill is not retroactive, and will not
disqualify physicians now practicing.
President Haygood, of Emory College,
Georgia, says that in 1876 the improved
lands in Georgia amounted to 28,787,539
acres. In 1880 the aggregate had grown
to 20,815,581 acres, the increase of four
years being sufficient to provide farms of
100 acres each for nearly 11,000 families.
He says the colored people are buying
farms of from twenty to fifty acres, and
getting excellent returns from them.
Evidently he does not believe in the
decadance of Georgia.
Charleston (S. C.) News and Courier :
To-day the leading men of Mississippi-
Arkansas and Texas are Georgians, and
in every county and neighborhood, al
most, .in those States the controlling
spirit is a Georgian. The Governor of
Texas is a Georgian, so are both the Sen
ators from Mississippi. She has given
three Governors to Texas, two to Mis
sissippi, a Governor and Senator to Ala
bama, and her ablest and best men to
The manufacture of brick is one of the
most important industries of Macon, Ga.
The material furnished by the land be
low Macon, in the Ocmulgee swamp, and
a tract extending across the Brunswick
railroad is said to be unexcelled in the
world for purity and firmness. The Ma
con Telegraph and Messenger thinks
there is no reason "why the number of
manufactories should not be increased,
and the production of pottery, pipes,
drains, etc., for the whole State entered
An old negro near Stockton, Clinch
county, Ga., has invented for himself a
new plan for planting orange trees, and
has planted several hundred. He plants
them among the green pine&yLfU leaves
the pines standing to protect -he orange
trees. He clears up a space twelve feet
square and plants an orange tree. Two
gentlemen in Clinch county propose to
plant a grove on an island in the Su
wanooche, near Dupont. A gentleman
in an adjoining county contemplates set
ting out several thousand trees.
A Charlottesville, Va., correspondent
of the Richmond Dispatch says that
George Rogers Clarke “lived within
sight of Charlottesville, though two
miles and a half away. I have been to
the old house-pi ace. There is not a ves
tige of the buildings left, but the situa
ation commands a most beautiful view
of a large extent of country, looking
westward and northward, and southward
down the Rivanna valley, and is on the
Southwest mountains, on the farm now
owned by Mr. Redfield. The Clarke
family owned thousands of acres of land
in that section, embracing even Edge
Hill, the residence of the late Thomas J.
Randolph, five miles away.”
The alarming increase of late years in
the proportion of sudden deaths is be
ginning to attract the attention ux statist
icians. It is largely due, no doubt, to
more general mental activity without a
proportionate increase in bodily exercise.
The busy life of the age demands a con
stant hurry and excitement, and taxes
the physical powers to the utmost to
keep up in the race for money-getting.
One of the disadvantages of introducing
facilities of transportation is the tempta
tion to cut short time and distance by
the habitual use of steam cars and horse
cars even in the daily transit from the
dwelling to the office. A sedentary oc
cupation begets an almost unconquera
ble aversion to regular exercise, and the
result of yielding to the indisposition is
that the mental powers, kept at a steady
tension for years, will some day suddenly
relax and leave their abuser either life
less or a helpless paralytic. To literary
and professional men is vigorous and
regular exercise especially needful, and
the example of its effects in a hale old
age will suggest themselves to every one.
The exercise needed to keep the mind in
tone and the physical force unabated, up
to the three score years and ten, is not a
daily spin behind a fast stepping horse,
but the long swinging gait which puts
the walker over a country road at the
rate of three or five miles an hour, and
sends the blood pusling with invigorat
ing life to every portion of the system.
Two hours exercise a day, so far from
being a positive waste of time, is a posi
tive economy, supplying the nervous
force for more and better work in ten
hours than the man of street cars and
carriages can get out.of twelve. —New
London Telegram .
T One passenger is killed by the rail
roads for every 41,778.775 mfles traveled,
and one is either killed or wounded for
everv 11.874.633 miles.