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W. F. SMITH, Publisher.
VOLUME VIII.
NEWS GLEftNINGS.
North Carolina has 96 counties.
Ihe school fund of Kentucky is sl.-
600,000.
Key West, Fla., shipped 900,000 cigars
Jast week.
Apricots sell in Lake City, Fla., at $8
(per bushel.
Pensacola, Florida, is to have anew
hotel, cost SIOO,OOO.
Wilmington, North Carolina, has a
population of 17,506.
North Carolina has a commissioner o
immigration in England.
New Orleans is to have a school for
the training of women nurses.
North Carolina has 221 Masonic lodges
at work with a membership of 8,199.
Six hundred thousand oranges will be
shipped from Enterprise, Florida, this
fall.
Monticello, Fla., has shipped this sea
son 503 barrels and 29 crates of Irish
potatoes.
A green turtle, weighing over 400
pounds, has been captured off the Flor
ida coast.
One hundred children work in the
Maysville, Ky., cotton mills for 75 cents
to-$1.25 a week each.
The Association of Atlanta Preachers
have signed a respectful protest against
the issuing of Sunday papers.
Mr. Matthew Berry, near Ramer,
Montgomery county, Ala., is sending to
the high school his eight children.
Nine spongers came into Key West,
Fla., last week, after a nine weeks
cruise, and sold their sponge for $2,511.
The Adventists of Granbury, Texas,
have erected a large tabernacle for the
purpose of expounding their doctrines.
Six thousand cans of oysters were re
cently sent North in one shipment by
the canning establishment at Newbern,
North Carolina.
One hundred and two thousand, eight
hundred and thirty-five pouudsof straw
berries have been shipped from Chatta
nooga this season.
A correspondent of the Atlanta Con
stitution says Savannah is the modern
Sodom and has four hundred bar-rooms,
or one to every twelve adults.
Such a severe storm prevailed in Lee
and Sumter counties, Georgia, that in
one place, for nearly a mile, you could
walk on the trees that had been blown
down.
In Harris county, Ga., dinner-horns
are said to have gone out of fashion.
Provisions are so scarce that when a
horn sounds all the neighborhood re
spond to the call.
Charles Johnson, of New Orleans, the
convicted ship-burner, says that a num
ber of business men, cotton brokers
chiefly, were “interested” with him in
his business—the ship-burning business.
A number of young men from Greene
county, Ga., started down the river in a
canoe about six months ago to try the
novel business of trapping beavers. The
voyage was very dangerous, but success
ful, and each man's skins netted him
S7OO.
Two little boys, Clarence Gross and
Willie Dominy, were wrestling in Dub
lin. Ga., and fell on their sides. Willie
got up, leaving Clarence on the ground.
The by-st&nders noticed that he did not
stir, and approaching they found he was
dead.
J. W. Slaughter, near
Georgia, was having a well dug on his
place, and when about t wentv foet deep
a well-preserved oak leaf was found firm
ly imbedded in the chalk. When about
fifty feet deep a live snake of the black
species was found.
“The Atlantic and Gulf Coats Canal
and Okeechobee Land Company” is the
dignified title of the organization which
proposes to reclaim the Florida Ever
glades. The company will have a cap
ital of and will build a
canal to drain Lake Okeechobee, east
and west, and also a canal 300 miles long
along Hie east coast of Florida. Colon
ists from Europe are to be settled on the
lands. Sugar and indigo are to be
grown on the reclaimed lands. The
company held a meeting at Philadelphia
last week.
A couple of young men went out fish
ing, and, on returning, were going past
a farm house and felt hungry. They
yeUed to the fanner’s daughters:
‘‘Girl*, have you any buttermilk ? ”
The reply was gently wafted back to
taeir ears: “Yea, but we keep it for our
oiivei," Tie boys calculated that
had buttaatt away—tad tfcty
jHiiMfe fjfeotpi J^gns*
A Ludicrous Elopement.
It’s hard for a "eoUutry jake” to con
vey to his Susan Jane the exact situation
when first the arrow is lodged in his
heart. The attitudes and awkward com
binations of personal presentation are
painful to an outsider, to say nothing of
what Acisuffers. See him cross his
first one on top and then the other, and
then see him shoot them out in front,
and run his hands in his pockets; then
he draw's in his feet, doubles them under
the chair, pulls his hands out of his
pockets and drops them down by his side,
stretches, yawns, blushes, aiid almost
dies trying to say it. Poor fellow', it is
martyrdom while it lasts, and when he
does “get his mouth off,” it’s like put
ting a beggar on horse back; he just
canters off to paradise with a happy-go
lucky indifference that is enviable, bar
ring an obstruction on the track, and
then over on his head he tumbles, when
cruel parents intervene and refuse to
ratify.
A ludicrous case of this sort of agony
occurred near the place of my nativity
about twenty-five years ago, in which I
had my sympathies so roused that I w'as
moved to lend the hero some assistance.
His name was Joe, and his girl’s, Mar
tha Jane, to whom he had surrendered
his entire heart, stock, lock and barrel—
without reservation of any kind, which
she gushingly reciprocated by adding
her entire stock in trade in the partner
ship proposed. But the old folks de
murred—refused to ratify—threatened a
war of extermination—banished J<Je, and
belied Martha Jane, besides several other
threatened acts of dire hostility. In fact,
Joe and Martha Jane had the biggest
spider put in their dumpling ever known
sirice Adam’s and Eve’s apple scrape.
Their hearts all but “busted”—but they
didn’t.
The parties were neighbors—lived in
sight of each other—Joe on the hill and
Martha Jane in the bottom. When
Martha Jane came forth to nourish
her young fowls with a preparation of
ground corn and water, she would cast
her loving eyes upward and rest them on
Joe, who would from above look down
affectionately on his Martha Jane, and
they would sigh and swallow great liunks
of grief as big as apple dumplings.
Joe was so badly off that I was sorry
for him,* and when he called upon me to
assist ljim, I proceeded at once to the
prospective mother-in-law (more or less)
with my eloquence, “from whom I
proceeded from whence”—not running,
but my time was good. I reported pro
gress, and begged to be excused. Joe
got worse and worse; threatened to
commit—well, to steal something, and
did make divers efforts to steal his girl,
twit the old folks slept on their arms.
Joe was getting terribly bad off; he said
he must have her; that I must steal her
for him. I tried to prevail on him to
bide his time; but, no, have her he must,
and I must do the job for him; he knew
I could do it if I would, and he wanted it
done right off.
When I found Joe couldn’t wait, I con
sented to try my hand. I was about
Martha’s age, and the thought occurred
to me that I would dress in woman’s
clothes and let Joe steal *me, and see if
it would “sorter” cool his ardor. I con
fided my plan to some of the boys, and
they approved it and promised their as
sistance. We concluded that w* would
let the old man, Martiia Jane’s father,
into the secret, and arrange for him to
pursue us writli his hounds, of which he
had about a dozen, when we made the
attempt. The old man entered into the
affair eagerly, for he despised Joe.
After we had fixed all the preliminaries
of time, place and manner of proceeding,
we adjourned to meet the next Sunday
night and have the chase. We met ac
cording to adjournment at the time agreed,
and a womau hitched me up in some of
her gear, with a parcel of things tied
round my waist—l don’t know what
they all were, but I .know the outside
was calico, and it was in two pieces; one
was the tail, which was tied on first, and
the oilier was a sort of jacket with sleeves
to it, of some dark sort of stuff. These,
with a white suu-bonuet, and a blue veil,
and some cotton stuffed in judiciously to
give me a gushing make-up, having been
provided as indespensable to my toilette ,
I was ready and willing to be Joe s for
a time. ,
i When we arrived near Martha Jane s
house, the old man was waiting for us.
We arranged that after we had got about
a quarter of a mile off, one of our partv,
(who remained behind for the purpose)
should notify Joe that we had Martha
Jane, and when Joe came tearing by the
house, the old man was *© give him a
salute from bis old double-barrelled shot
gun. Very soon here came Joe full tilt
down the hill towards the creek. Bang
went the venerable shot-gun, and away
want Jo#, and soon earn# the old man on
BeToted to laduitrial litor<st, the Diffn>in of Truth, the Establishment of Jostiee, and the Preservation of aretple’i CoTerameat.
■OXOSTLLABLE FORM.
Think not Mist stiyßgth lifts in the big, round word,
Or that the brief and plain must needs be weak.
r< L* hom c * n this be true, who once has heard
The cry for help, the tongue lhat all men speak,
Wh* wont, or woe, or fear in at the throat,
no that etch word gasped outjs like a shriek
l weed front the sore heart, or strange, wild note
nr • OTU * fay or fiend ? There is a strength
Which dies If stretched too far or spun too fine,
Which has mere height than breadth, more depth
and length.
I>et but this force of thought and speech be mine,
And * ,e ™ at wil * ma y tak * the ®k, fat phrase,
W hieh glows and burna not, though it gleam and
shine;
Light, but not heat—a flash without a blaze.
Nor i it mere strength that the short word boasts
It serves of more than fight or storm to tell—
The roar of waves that dash on rock-bound coasts,
The crash of tall trees when the wild wiuds swell,
The roar of guns, the groans of men that die
fOn blood-stained fields. It has a voice as well
or them that far-off on their sick beds lie,
For them that weep, for them that mourn the
dead,
For them that laugh, and dance, and clasp the hand j
To joy’s quick step, as well as grid's low tread.
The sweet, plain words we learnt at first keep time,
And though the theme be sad, or gay, or grand,
With each, with all, these may be made to chime,
In thought, or speiich, or song, or prose, or rhyme.
INDIAN SPRINGS, GEORGIA.
his sway-back horse, w'ith his hounds
and shot-gun, and accompanied by his
son.
MitchellviHe was the objective point
of the expedition, and it was about five
miles off. The boys got Joe’s arms from
him to protect his girl, and prevailed on
him to rush ahead, pay the toll-gate fees,
proceed on to MitchellviHe and have the
license ready, so as to lia.e no delay.
Accordingly, Joe went off at. , lope, paid
the toll for us, and gave strict orders not
to let Martha Jones’ father through; but
when the old man came to the gate lie
just jumped his old sway-back over it,
and on he came, his hounds in full cry.
The way he “got up and got” along that
pike was a scene not to be forgotten.
The fuss he made aroused everybody en
route.
Our crow'd consisted of five, besides
Joe, and we arrived at MitchellviHe about
10 p. m. Joe was there, and as soon as
I had dismounted, he was at my side and
led me up to the door and rattled it so
that the startled Justice opened it at
once, but, upon seeing, as he supposed,
a female, closed it to arrange his toilet.
Meantime, the old man and liis hounds
could be heard nearing rapidly. I w his
pered to Joe I wanted to retire around
the corner of the house to arrange my
dress, and lie said, excitedly, “Bein a
hurry, the old man will soon be here.”
I did make haste, for no sooner had I got
around the corner than I darted through
a gate, ran down the side of a fence,
crept through an opening into a back
yard, and hid behind an asli-hopper.
When the Justice had got clothes on,
he opened the door to tell us. to come in,
but, of course, I w asn’t there, and Joe
was running frantically round the bouse
looking for his-girl, while the old man
and his dogs were coming nearer every
minute. The Justice came out and Joe
yelled for his Martha Jane, but she came
not. Then the Justice called out; “Don N
be alarmed, madam, come in; you shan’t
be hurt,” and essayed to assist Joe tc
find her.
By this time the old man, liis son ami
the hounds had charged into town and
were almost at the door. According tc
previous arrangement a sham row at once
began between our boys and the pursu
ers, and so well was the thing done that
the citizens (for every man, woman and
child in the village was up) pitched in to
prevent what they thought would be a
sanguinary affray.
The burly Justice, seeing the turn af
fairs seemed to be taking, and excited
beyond measure, mounted the horse
block and commanded the peace so vo
ciferously as almost to be heard in the
adjoining counties of this State and
Kentucky. This restored quiet, our
boys professing to be law-abiding citi
zens. The old man also simmered down,
though he insisted that lie had the right
to be a little out of humor at the boys
for robbing him of his gal, and kept lin
gering round and “cussin’ ” a little on
the outside.
After the row had been squelched, the
women of the village organized a
search for the lost maiden, with a view
of shielding her from the wrath of the
irate old man.
It w r as not long before I was discov
ered by one of them, and she, with
another, made a dash at mo. I scuttled
off as fast as I could, but I hung my
boot in my lawn calico and made a per
fect “shuckin” of it in my haste. It tore
nearly off at the waist and split in two,
and by the time I got to the next fence I
had a trail two yards long. I had great
trouble in climbing that fence (I can’t
see liow a woman can climb a fence, no
way); in fact, I half climbed and half
rolled over, burst the strings round my
waist, ran out of all the balance of my
lower female harness, threw my bonnet
back on my head, raised the yell, and
almost ran over some more women who
were looking for me, and I heard one of
them say,| as I passed—“Lordy, Kate,
what teas that ?” I didn’t stop to ex
plain, but made good my escape.
Joe was not to be thus outdone. He
persevered, and in a short time succeeded
in gettiug away with the right Martha
Jane, and the two were made one. But
Mrs. Joe would never speak to me after
wards, for the reason, I suppose, that I
came so nigh beating her out of a hus
band.
It was the nearest I ever came to being
married, and though Joe—doubtless in
stigated by his wife—gave me a terrible
thrashing some eighteen months after
the escapade, I never recall it without a
hearty laugh.
The Postal Card Fiend.
“There is anew kind of fiend in exis
enee,” said a post-office detective recent
lv to your correspondent ; “the postal card
fiend, who came into existence with that
species of epistolary effusion. The
nuisance is a much greater one than yon
can imagine. No one who is not con
nected with the service can imagine the
number of scurrilous cards sent out.
Ladies come to us—some of them be
longing to the first families in our city—
who are almost heartbroken over the open
missives they have received. They do
not want to expose the matter—often it
is the result of some family feud—and so
all we can do is to stop the cards here,
while the villain is allowed to go free. ”
I have heard of a case lately where a
young wife was assailed in reputation by
a former lover—rejected, of course—who
kept just within the boundary of the law.
The insinuating language was sufficiently
veiled to keep the young husband un
easv, while it ate deep into the young
bride’s heart It will kill her, as she is
dying slowly of the inward wound. Of
course ten years in prison would be light
punishment for such a fiend, but these
people always calculate upon an nnwill
ingness to prosecute on account of fears
of publicity*— V, Y, Cor,
SOUTHERN TOWNS.
The 91tiwhroom Flare* Developed SI nee
the War-Iron Manufactures.
IGath’s Southern Letter.J
The average Southern town which has
grown up since the war, surrounding a
railroad station, consists of two to five
drinking saloon, a few stores and a series
of cabins or shanties of planks or logs,
set hither and thither, without much
reference to a town in the future.
Through a long range of country there
are no fences on the side of the railroad
track. The trains aro kept constantly
whistling to avoid running over cattle or
mules. This is the case within sight of
Montgomery, Ala., where there are some
16,000 inhabitants. Occasionally one
finds a steam saw-mill put up since the
war in the midst of the wood, sawing out
lumber. The rivers are full, almost to
the level of the landscape, in high water,
and they are principally efficient as to
flooding the surrounding bottoms and
creating new soil for agriculture. Alto
gether the most hopeful country in the
South, for various occupations, is dong
the mountain lines of Alabama, Tennessee
and Georgia, where I saw a number of
iron furnaces, and in two or three cases
cotton mills, built by'-Northern capital
in n perfect manner. One of the furnaces
which gives the name to the railroad
station was called “Stonewall,” after
Stonewall Jackson. The next was called
“Tecumseh,” after Gen. William Te
eumseh Sherman, and is operated by ex-
Sena tor Warner, of Alabama, who w'as
on Gen. Sherman’s staff. Warner got
into the train at his station and talked to
me as far as Rome, Ga., and said to me:
“There are just four towns in the South
which are picking up rapidly—Chat
tanooga, Rome, Atlanta and Birming
ham, Ala. My biother-in-law, Justice
Woods, of the Supreme Court, is inter
ested with me in the Tecumseh fui’iiace.
We worked along for some years during
hard times without mudi returns, but
we are now making money, and so are
the furnaces generally in this section, of
which there are a dozen or more. All of
them are charcoal furnaces, and two of
these are said to be the largest charcoal
furnaces in the world. We have orders
for iron a long way ahead. The ad
vantages of making iron here are cheap
ness of materials and of labor. ”
He said that they paid about one dol
lar a day for labor, and paid about forty
or fifty cents for cut wood per cord. I
also understood him to say that the ma
terial entering into a ton of iron procured
on his land cost only about sixty-five
cents. I presume he meant without la
bor. This was disputed by Mr. Folger,
who thought Warner must have had said
six dollars and a half, but I am pretty
sure lie said sixty-five cents. Warner
said that the present Governor of Ala
bama W'as a pretty fair man, and that,
while tlie State was not improping much,
industry would soon startup. A bank
had just burst at Rome, Ga., and Sena
tor Warner was just going up to see
what had become of SB,OOO of his furnace
money deposited there. Throughout
the South there is a rising opposition to
any more State banks, and a general op
position to my further noise about what
is caUed ‘ ‘States’ right. ” I have shown
you in another communication liow the
exasperation against “States’ rights,” so
called, has broken out among the most
dogmatic soldiers of the rebellion, who
want a better living for their families and
less political theory.
She Was a*Washing.
They had an assault and battery case
on trial in Justice alley, says M. Quad,
and one of the witnesses for the plaintiff
was a colored woman. After the usual
questions had been asked she was told
to tell the jury what she knew about the
case. She settled back and began :
“ Well, I was a-washin’ out my clothes
vhen ”
“Never mind the washing/’ said the
lawyer.
“But it wps Monday.”
“ Can’t help that.”
“ But I always wash on Mondays.”
“ Never mind that. Tell the jury what
jou know about this affair.”
“Well, I was a-sudin’ an' ?.-sudin’ my
clothes when I seed ”
“Can’t you let that washing alone?
We all know that you were washing.”
‘ ‘ Yes, sah. I had fo’ten shirts, free
wblecloths, twenty-four collahs and
twelve towels in tlie wash, an’ I was a
riusin’ an’ a-rinsin’ when de ole man he
“Say, Mary, won't you tell the jury
what you saw? ”
“Yes, sah; 1 was a-wringin’ an’ a
wringin’, an’ I had my sleeves rolled up
“.Mary, I wash you’d hang that wash
ing up to dry.”
“Yes, sah. De next fing arterwring
i* out de clothes is to hang ’em out, an’
I was a hangin’ when ”
“I guess you can be excused,” said
die lawyer.
“Shoo, now! Jist hold on till I git
lat washin’ in an’ part of de shirts ironed
an’ I’ll tell yon jist how dat fight began
in* de name of de party who was
kii* xked ober de ash-heap an’ fmw de
alley fence! Doan’ git a poo’ woman
v;w off down yere an’ den refuse to let
h<4 aim her witness fees.”
Opium Smoking.
>an Francisco is not of the opinion
tfyt the article in the new Chinese treaty
prohibiting citizens of either country
from importing opium here, and vessels
lying the flag of either nation from
worrying it, ‘will destroy the trade in this
article. Opium smoking, on the Pacific
toast, is not confined to Hie Chinese, for
American youths have acquired the
nabit Says one of the importers : ‘ ‘The
Chinese will gat it, if it i* ea *®6 top ot
he earth*” ' *
Beggiag is New York.
A New York correspondent of the Bos
ton Transcript writes; Among other
kinds of business which are flourishing
in New York just now is that of begging.
The mendicant is seen everywhere.
Chancellor Crosby, in an address the
other evening said that after a month’s
experience in personally investigating
cases in which he had been applied to
for help, he had found all beggars to be
frauds. He believed, too, that all the
beggars he had known for thirty years
past had been foreigners, or the children
•f foreigners. This is a sweeping as
sertion but it is pretty near the truth.
Begging is made a regular occupation to
a much greater extent than is generally
known.
Yet there are cases that appeal so
strongly to your sympathy that you can
hardly pass them by. I found one the
other evening. I had crossed the ferry
to Brooklyn about dark, when a little
girl asked me for a penny to buy bread
for her sick mother. She was bare-footed
and shivering in her thin clothes, and
seemed to be a deserving object of char
ity. But I thought I would investigate
a little. So I insisted on her taking me
to see her sick mother. Very reluctantly
she led me to a comfortably furnished
apartment in a neighboring street, where
I found the sick mother to be a robust
Irish woman who was bustling about
preparing supper for the family.
There were ornaments on the mantel
and pictures on the wall, and an ample
supply of cold meat, bread, and tea on
the table. I used some vigorous lan
guage appropriate to the occasion, when
the woman said she had sent the child
to beg in the streets, but her reply was
characteristic of the class to which she
belonged: “Share, and what harm is
there in the child’s earning a few pennies
at tlie ferry ?”
Plans of Polygamy.
Some idea of the avowed designs of
the Mormon Government may be formed
from the following public statements* by
their Bishop, Lunt:
“Our Church lifts been organized onlv
fifty years, and yet behold its wealtL
and power! This is our year of jubilee.
We look forward with perfect confidence
to the day when we w ill hold the reins
of the United States Government. That
is our present temporal aim; after that
we expect to control this continent. We
do not care for the territorial officials
sent out to govern us. They arc
nobodies here. We do not recognize
them. Nor do we fear any practical
interference by Congress. To-day we
hold the balance of political power in
Idaho; we rule in Utah absolutely; and
in a very short time we will hold the
balance of power in Arizona and Wyom
ing. A few months ago President Snow,
of St. George, set out with a band of
priests for an extensive tour through
Colorado, New Mexico, Wyoming, Mon
tana, Idaho and Arizona to proselyte.
We also expect to send missionaries to
some parts of Nevada, and we design
to plant colonies in Washington Terri
tory. In the past six months we have
sent more than 3,000 of our people down
through the Sevier Valley to settle in
Arizona, and tlio movement still pro
gresses. All this will help to build up
for us a political power that the dema
gogues will be forced to recognize. Out
vote is solid, aud will always remain so.
It will be thrown where the most good
will be accomplished for the Church.
Then, in some great political crisis, the
two great political parties will bid our
support. Utah will then be admitted a?
a polygamous State, and the other Terri
tones we have peacefully subjugated
will be admitted also. We will then
hold the balance of power, and will dic
tate. In time our principles, which are of
sacred origin, will spread throughout the
United States. We will possess the
ability to turn the political scale in any
particular community we desire. Our
;>eople are obedient. You can imagine
the results which wisdom may bring
about with the assistance of‘a church
organization like ours. It is the com
pletest one the w r orld has ever seen. ”
Decline of the Italian Race.
One of the reasons for the deformed,
.rickety, dirty, wretched, thievish inhab
itants* of Italy is the total absence of
proper sanitary arrangements in Italian
towns and villages, from the palace to
the hovel and room tenement Italy—
the land of Bunshine, art and song—is a
land of filth and vermin. There are
marble palaces, art galleries and bine
skies, but neither sewers, drains nor ade
quate scavenging. Hence strangers who
ire tempted to visit the world-renowned
3ities pay a fearful penalty in risks from
fever and certainty of mosquito stings,
as also of punishment from other do
mestic torments. There is not one
Italian city properly sewered, drained
and scavenged. The best hotels use
cesspools, out of which pass foul gases
and putrid fluids to contaminate both
air and water.
Ironclads with 100-ton guns, Royal
Cuirassiers, Royal Carabinieri, customs
officers, excisemen, police, municipal
guards and Jesuits will avail Italy noth
ing in removing the fearful canses of
disease and human distortion. When
will statesmen learn that the greatness
and strength of a nation are not alone in
magnificent cities, palaces, ironclads
and standing armies, bat in the health,
comfort and content of the people ? The
further lesson also requires to be learned,
namely, that, where the mass of the peo
ple are allowed to grovel in filth and
misery, there can be no true security for
property. A whiff of grape-shot will not
cure such disease.
Hi who can plant courage fa § htwaag
ttatetatatpbyitoUn. '
SUBSCRIPTION-*51.60.
NUMBER 44.
INTERESTING PARAGRAPHS.
Young men maybe too fresh, but eggs
—never.
We have no objection to a man’s bor
rowing trouble} but we want him to keep
it to himself after he has borrowed it.
Buffalo Courier.
“Women are either thinking about
nothing or else thinking about something
else.” This passes for wisdom because it
was said by Dumas.
Since 18(16 nine thousand divorces
have been granted in Italy, Milan being
set down for no less than three thousand.
Since 1870 Rome has had six hundred.
An exchaugo remarks that gout, w hich
is becoming quite fashionable, will never
affect the editorial profession, as cracker
and beer luuehes never produce so high
toned a disease.
When Philadelphians see a man with
a black eye, bloody nose, and generally
larrupped appearance, they point to him
and whisper: “He’s a statesman.”—'
Boston Post
A church never splits on account of
its numerical strength. It is only w hen
two deacons can’t decide which one is to
boss the sexton that need is found for
another building and minister. —Detroit
Free. Press.
According to Professor Swing, “the
coming man will be temperate, chaste,
merciful, just, generous, charitable,
large hearted, sweet-tempered, Christian,
a good neighbor and faithful citizen.”
What a nice time the comingw’omau will
have.
A writer iu the London Truth says
that the “fifteen puzzle” was worked out
in Hutton's “Recreations in Mathemati
cal Science” more tlifln fifty years ago.
The Hindoos, Chinese, and Egytiaus
were familiar with the puzzle, the square
of sixteen being consecrated to Jupiter.
A man is either a fool or a physician at
forty, and when he is the latter there is
no physician — in this country at least
—who can teach him anything. Ho
knows somebody’s domestic medicine by
heart, and imagines he is suffering from
every disease known to the books. In a
medical point of view it is occasionally
not a bad thing to be a fool.
When a Chinaman dies on the home
w-ard passage from San Francisco to
China, his remains are embalmed by liis
companions, in a simple but effective
method. A gash is cut in his neck, and
an artery opeped, and about two gallons
of arsenical solution injected into the
veins by means of a hand pump. The
artery is then tied up and the bod}'
placed in a box.
The following figures have been pub
lished, giving, it is said, the exact num
ber and nationality of soldiers who were
engaged on the Union side in the “late
unpleasantness
Per cent.
Native Americans 1,523,300 75.43
German 53.500 M(i
Irish 144,200 714
British American 53,500 2.4<
Other foreigners 48,400 2.33
English 45,500 2.23
Foreigners unknown 26,500 1.33
Total number 2,018,200
A young Italian painter, Signor Carlo,
in Paris, has been astonishing a select
circle of spectators with some wonderful
performances in the way of rapid execu
tion. A member of the company
chooses a subject, and without a mo
ment’s reflection, the painter proceeds to
depict it on a largo canvas, six feet by
three. In four or five minutes the pic
ture is finished and replete with details.
Of course, being produced at such a
rate, the work leaves much to be desired;
but as an instance of lightning speed,
combined with a harmonious ensemble ,
it is simply marvelous.
A Pleasing Incident.
There is a lady living in a little four
room cottage iu the environs of Boston,
whose name is well known to literary
people. She depends wholly upon lior
own exertions for the support of herself
and children, and does all her own house
work, yet her cottage is the focus of the
best society of the locality. A gentle
man calling tnere recently was received
at the door by a daughter of the lady,
who told him her mother was too busy to
be called, but that he could see her in
the kitchen if he pleased; and he fol
lowed her to that room. The lady
greeted him without the least embarrass
ment, though she had on a big apron
and her sleeves were pinned back to her
shoulders. She was cutting a pumpkin
into strips for pies; and there sat a ven
erable gentleman gravely paring the
strips to the accompaniment of brilliant
conversation. I was asked to guess who
the gentleman was, and, after severa
fruitless attempts, was told that it was
the poet Longfellow. While the pump
kin-paring was a success, another dis
tinguished poet called, and he also in
sisted upon being impressed into the
service. It was a dreary day outside,
and no one cared to leave the pleasant
cottage, so they all stayed to lunch, one
of the pies forming the piece de resist
ance of the occasion. Speaking of this
incident afterward the lady said: “My
friends are kind enough to come and see
me, though they know I cannot leave
my work to entertain them. Visiting and
work must proceed together, and when I
set my callers at "work with me we are
sure to have an agreeable time.”—-Lip
rnneott.
A cumou* use was made of the mar
riage ceremony in Cincinnati the other
day. A young girl having put her in
fant to death was, at the suggestion of
her lawyer, married to her lover, who
■was the only witness against her. The
twa being married the State was
prived of lie only evident