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W. F. SMITH, Publisher, VOLUME VIII. ENGLISH KISSES. Testimonial* to the Kweetaew of Anglican oculnt ion. 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 'lhem. 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 moisture.— Steinmetz. The Right MTn After All. Viola had found lover ;or at least, John Ellsworth aspired to that dis tinction. 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 fully discouraging. 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 going to-morrow. “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 ciety.” “ 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 her packing. 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- Dcvotfd to Industrial Inter st, the Diffusion of Truth, the Establishment of Justice, and the Preservation of a People’s Government. 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 hands. 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 aAvav. 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 affair. 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 you. ” 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 drive. “ You are looking tired. We may not have another such night for a month,” Frank said. 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 concerted. • “My dear young lady,” he said, “I want your permission to ask you a per sonal question.” “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 ton, saying: “And I’ve done it 1 And I am so surprised! ” “ 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, tired indifference. “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 ing beginning.” “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 quake.” “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 there. 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 Thorpe. “ 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 his plan. “ 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 any.” “ And the young lady’s name ? ” “Emily Prescott.” “ 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 yet.” “Of course you do. Who doubts it ? There, don’t say a woman can’t be gen erous.” 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 thoroughly homesick.” “ When are you to be married? ” “Never ! ” wfith a burst of vehemence; “unless you—oh, John!” with a hys terical sob. 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. Old-Time Epizootics. 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. SOUTHERN NEWS. 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 sackfull. A clipper ship, brought into Port Royal, 8. C., loaded wfith guano, came up to the dock at half-tide, drawing tAventy-one feet. 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 years. * 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 40,000 bales. 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 SHBSCRIPTION-sf.6l. NUMBEI 26. 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 Arkansas. 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 upon. 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.” Sedentary Habits. 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.