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JOSHUA PUBLISHER.
VOL. IL
The Happiest Heart.
Who drives the horses of the suu
Shall lord it but a day ;
Better the lowly deed were done,
And kept the humble way.
The rust will fluff the sword of fame 5
The dust will hide the crown j
Av. none shall nail so high his name
lime will not tear it down.
The happiest heart that ever beat
Was in some quiet breast
That found the common daylight sweet
And left to heaven the rest.
—John Vance Cheney.
IN A BOTTLE.
It was a beautiful day in midsum¬
mer, and the half-a-huudred-odd cabin
passengers on tho good steamship
Nantic were listlessly lounging about
the deck.
They were already nine days out
from Liverpool, and owing to an un¬
fortunate accident, which had occurred
early ou the voyage, only half the
distance to their port of destination
had been accomplished.
The accident had bean attended with
no danger to the precious human
freight, but the mouotony of the voy¬
age was becoming unbearable,and the
passengers were beginning to grum¬
ble.
Every artifice had been resorted to
to relieve the tedium of the slowly
moving days, and now they were liter¬
ally at their wits’ end.
Charades, mock trials, skottles and
amateur theatricals, had in turn been
resorted to, but now, with their faces
turned longingly toward home, they
lounged about the deck, and bemoaned
their sad fate.
A particularly discontented group
leaned against tho port-rail, amid
ship, composed of two young ladies,
showily dressed, two young men who
looked rather jaunty in their semi
sailor dress, a stout, red-faced,coarse
looking man, and an equally stout
led-faced and coarse-looking woman.
The two latter were called “papa”
and “mamma”by the simpering young
ladies, and deferentially addressed as
Mr. and Mrs. Gale by the young men
in semi-sailor dress.
They were venting t^ieir indignation
against the steamship, and the com¬
bination of untoward circumstances
that had delayed their voyage.
Standing a little apart from the
group was a slim, pale-faced girl, in a
dress of quiet gray, unrelieved save
at the throat, where a bit of cherry
colored ribbon was gathered into a
prim bow.
' This was Elsie Annabel, and she
was maid aud companion to the
Misses Gale, who were named re¬
spectively Agnes aud Eunice.
She took no part in the conversa¬
tion, but there was a sad and wistful
look in the gray eyes, as she turned
her face toward the western horizon.
“It’s outrageous!” cried Papa
Gale.
6 < Shameful!” echoed bis wife.
“It’s killing me!” sighed Miss
Eunice.
“I am really faint with ennui!”
chirruped Miss Agnes.
“It’s deucedly unfortunate!” cho¬
rused the young men.
“If something would only happen!”
continued Agnes.
“I tell you what,” cried the elder
of the young men, addressing Miss
Eunice, in particular.
“Well?” interrogated that young
lady, with a listless attempt at inter¬
est.
i < Let’s write letters to our friends,
enclose them in bottles, and throw
them overboard. They re no doubt
considerably worried over our long
absence, and as it’s impossible to tap
the cable aud telegraph them a mes¬
sage, we’ll make old ocean’s waves our
letter carrier.”
“Pshaw, Rob !” retorted Miss Eu¬
nice, shrugging her shouldrs. “How
xentimental you urel As though a
THE WILL OF THE PEOPLE IS THE SUPREME LAW.
FORT GAINES. GA., FRIDAY. JUNE IS). 189C.
letter put into a bottle nud thrown
into tho sea would ever reach auy
whero 1”
“I’ve read somewhere,” Baid Rob
Carriugton, “that shipwrecked sail¬
ors often send messages to their
friends that way. Wo’ro about as bud
as shipwrecked, why can’t we?”
“Let’s ask the captain!’’said Eunice;
and she walked toward that officer,
who was moodily pacing up and down
the bridge.
Tho others followed.
“Yes, Miss,” answered the captain,
when Eunice had asked him about the
possibility of tho bottles being washed
ahore. “I’ve no doubt they’ll each
land somewhere. The steward will
furnish you with bottles if you desire
to make the experiment. ”
There was something novel in the
idea, and every empty bottle on ship¬
board was soon brought on deck.
Everybody, young and old, began
to write letters—everybody except
Elsie Annabel.
No waiting kindred anxiously ex¬
pected her return, and the only real
friend she had ever had, handsome
Guy Chalmers, was lost to her.
Two years before she had engaged
herself to the young artist, but they
had quarreled, and separated iu anger,
as lovers will.
She was too proud to ask his for¬
giveness, and he was too stubborn to
ask hers.
Gradually they had drifted apart,
and finally they lost all sight of each
other.
Elsie sighed ns these thoughts of
the past surged through her mind,
and she sighed—a bitter, quivering
sigh.
Papa Gala was a rich pork mer¬
chant, and, in his rough way, was kind
to her.
He paid her liberally for the service
she rendered in polishing up the some¬
what neglected educations of his two
daughters, but they were selfish aud
capricious,and her lot was not, by any
means, a happy one.
The steamship’s deck now rang with
joyous laughter and merry jest, as the
passengers prepared the messages that
they confidently hoped would be wafted
shoreward.
All sorts of letters were written,
read over laughingly, placed in their
frail receptacles, and cast into the sea.
Even the sailors became interested
in the experiment, and sent out mes¬
sages to waiting friends, or anxious
sweethearts iu dear America.
“Have you written your message
yet, Miss Annabel?” asked Agues
Gale, halting for moment 1 beside her
a
maid, as she leaned Over the rail and
watched the tightly-corked bottles, as
they bobbed up and down.
“My message?” cried Elsie, with a
guilty start, for she had just been
thinking of Guy Chalmers. “Ah—eh
—really—I have uo one to write to!”
“No one?” persisted Agnes.
“No!” was tha low answer, und El¬
sie’s eyes dropped.
“That’s too bad!” said Agnes, com
miseratingly. Everybody is seud
mg out a message. If I were you I’d
just write something aud send it off at
random. You could sign your name
and address, and perhaps some one
would find it who’d be anxious to
know who you are aud would write.
Tha.t would be romantic!”
“I’ve no taste for romance!” an¬
swered Elsie,but she nevertheless pro¬
cured a bottle, and after a moment’s
thought, wrote on a piece of paper.
“In Mid-Ocean on Steamer Nantic,
August 12—An accident which hap¬
pened to our propeller has delayed
our voyage, and we are nine days out
from Liverpool. The captain says
ar « LaIf way between that port
and New York. Everybody is well.
“Elsie Annabel,
“Care of John Gale, Esq.,
“Walnut Hills, Cincinnati,Ohio.”
She placed this simple message in a
bottle,corked aud sealed it, and tossed
it overboard
Tho bottle was particularly long
necked, bright green in color,and bar
inexpcricuoed hand had smeared the
whole top with rod iuk.
Sho stood watching it a long time,
but finally it disappeared, and, with
a weary sigh, sho turned uud went
below.
The Nautic ultimately reached New
York, and Mr. John Galo hurried
back to Ciuciuuati, to attend to his
povk. Ar¬
Rob Carrington and his cousin,
thur Stevens,bade the Misses Gale fare¬
well, and secretly promised to corre¬
spond with them.
Tho Gules had been homo nearly n
month, when ono morning a hired
hack came slowly up tho long carriage
road,which wound through tho rich
pork-packor’s extensive grounds, and,
when it finally reached tho house, tho
door opened and a young man leaped
lightly to tho ground.
Ho inquired of tho servant who an¬
swered his ring for Miss Elsio Anna¬
bel,and the man showed him into the
back parlor.
Elsio was considerably surprised
when told that a gentleman wished to
see her below, but sho went down,and
timidly approached the back parlor.
She stopped for a moment ou tho
threshold, and tho gentleman, who
had been idly drumming ou the win¬
dow, turned.
At the sight of his face sho reeled,
and would have fallon had ho not
sprang forward and caught her iu his
arms.
“Elsio, my darling I” ho said,
holding her very tightly. “Havo you
no word of welcome for mo ?”
< t Oij, Gay I” she murmured, as her
eyes met his. i t Have you really come
back to me ? I have been so lonely
without you ! Forgive me for my
cruelty.”
“It is I who have come to ask for
giveness!” said Guy, leading her to a
seat. i < After wo parted, two years
ago, and I got over my stubbornness,
I tried to find yon, but you had dis
appeared, leaving no trace behind
you. I was inconsolable, and re¬
proached myself for my harshness,
because it was all my fault. Finally,
however, I grew moody aud cyuieal,
but I could never bring myself to
think of you with aught but love and
tenderness. Six months after you
disappeared my old uncle died, aud
left mo his heir. Since that time I
have hunted for you far and wide.
Last summer I took a run along the
coast in my yacht, stopping at every
port. Two weeks ago wo were lying
off Gape Breton in a dead calm. One
of the sailors called my attention to a
bottle that was drifting by us. I fished
it up with a scoop net. It was sealed,
aud all gathered around to see what it
contained. I broke the neck, and
found this little note,” aud he pro¬
duced from au inner pocket the iden¬
tical message she had written on hoard
the Nantic, iu mid-ocean. “You can
imagine my joy at the strange discov¬
ery of your hiding-place, aud, a
breeze springing up, I ordered the
yacht put about, and wo rau into
Halifax. I have come to you as last
us steum would carry me, to ask your
forgiveness, and assure yon thut I
havo never ceased to lovo you.”
What answer she made him can but
be imagined. Anyway when Papa
Galo returned to dinner he heard the
whole story, aud declared in his hearty
way that he’d give away the bride.
Accordingly as soon as a suitable
trousseau could be prepared, the two
so strangle? reunited were made one.
The Misses Gale officiated as brides¬
maids, and Bob Carrington and his
cousin were the groom’s best men.
Papa Gale, true to his word, gave
the bride away, and the great pyramid
of flowers which occupied the centre of
the banquet table was crowned by the
identical bottle that was responsible
for the happy event.
Sunshine and Life.
It seems curious that whilo so much
hnB been done to tost tho action of
light on disease microbes in artificial
surroundings, such as aro to bo found
in laboratory experiments,hardly any
investigations have been made to try
and define more precisely how suu
shiuo may affect their pathogenic
action within tho animal system.
Dr. Masella’s researches, undertaken
with tho express object of, if possible,
elucidating this question, are, there¬
fore, of special interest and impor¬
tance. Tho first aeries of experiments
was carried out to ascertain whether
exposure to sunshine increases or re¬
duces nn animal susceptibility to par¬
ticular diseases, tboso soloctod for in¬
vestigation being typhoid fever and
cholera. For this purpose guinea
pigs wore exposed to thu full rays of
tho sun during a period of from nine
to five hours for two days, whilo
other guuinca-pigs, for tho sake of
comparison, were not permitted to
have more light than that obtainable
in a stablo whero only diffused light
was admitted. Both these sets of
animals were subsequently infected
with virulent cultures of cholera and
typhoid germs respectively, and wero
in neither caso exposed to sunshine.
The results which Dr. Masella ob¬
tained were remarkable, for ho found
that those animals which, previous to
infection, had been placed in tho sun¬
shine, died more rapidly than those
which had been kept in tho stable,and
that tho exposure of tho sun’s rays had
so increased their susceptibility to
those diseases that they succumbed to
smaller doses, and doses, moreover,
which did not prove fatal to the other
guinea-pigs. Still more striking was
the part played by isolation in tho
course of these diseases in animals ex¬
posed to sunshine after inoculation,
for instead of dying in from fifteen to
twenty-four hours, they succumbed in
from three to live hours.—Lougmau’s
Magazine.
European Libraries.
Austria possesses more libraries and
books than any other country in Eu¬
rope. It has 577 libraries and G,475,-
748 books, besides manuscripts. Next
conies France, with 500 libraries, 4,-
538,100 books and 135,800 manu¬
scripts; Italy, with 405 libraries, 4,-
339,281 books and 350,570 manu¬
scripts; Germany, with 308 libraries,
2,640,250 books and 59,000 manu¬
scripts ; Eugluud, with 200 libraries,
2,871,494 books and 20,000 manu¬
scripts; Bavaria, with 160 libraries,
1,368,500 books aud 23,000 manu¬
scripts; Russia, with 145 libraries,
952,000 books and 26,800 manuscripts.
The largest national library is in
France. It has 2,080,000 books. The
British Museum has over 1,000,000
books; The Munich Museum, 800,000
books; the Berlin Museum, 700,000
books; Dresden 500,000 books;
Vienna, 420,000 books. The Oxford
University has 300,000 books; the
Heidelberg University, 300,000 books.
The Vatican library contains 30,000
books, and is the richest in niauu.
scripts, reaching 25,000 in number,
Home Hope Left.
“General,” excluimed tho excited
Spanish officer, “all is lost.”
“Why, what is the matter,” ex¬
claimed General Weyler.
“The Cuban insurgents have cap¬
tured twelve stenographers.”
“Impossible!”
“Aud twenty-three typewriters —”
“Ye gods I And what resources have
we left?”
“Three telegraph operators, a few
gallons of ink,some pens, uud a wagon
load of stationery.”
“Thank heaven, then there is still
hope.”
Japan had only one newspaper
twenty-five years ago. Now it has
nearly 1,009.
ONE DOLUR PER MNU*
NO. 24.
Iceberg 1 1’heuomuna.
Tlio occurrence of ice in the com¬
paratively low latitudes of Capo Horn
and tlie Falkland Islands is easily ex¬
plained, says the Pull Mail Gazette.
The ice lias originally formed part of
tbo great barrier wbicb, with very few
breaks, surrounds the vast Antarctic
continent, rising to nn average height
of from 150 feet to 200 feet above,
and sinking from 1,100 feet to 1,400
feet below tbo level of tbo sen, and
having, moroovor, a thickness of some¬
thing like 1,200 feet or 1,500 feet
It is a solid perpendicular wall of ice,
formed by tbo descent over tbo low
lauds into tbo sea of tbo ice and snow
wbicb form on tbo mouutians inland,
and when the forefronts are pushed
into depths of about 300 or 400 fathoms
largo stretches aro broken oil and
lloat away northward with the current.
When they start on their aimless
careers they may bo miles in extent,
and though, ns a rule, they break up
by collision and erosion, it is not at all
unusual to encounter nn island miles
long in tho neighborhood of the ex¬
treme ico limit. For instance, tho
Coldinghumo in this region passed
about 500 bergs, one of which was ten
miles long. The Cutty .Sark, again,
in latitude 50 south, longitude 47 west,
is found by cross bearings and distance
run that the eust side of ono berg
which she encountered was nineteen
miles long. At first tho masses aro
straight, flat-topped and horizontally
stratified—altogether uuiike those
met with in tho north. By the action
of tho waves they are cut at tho water’s
edge into coves caverns of a heavenly
blue color. Then, as they collide or
got melted away at tho baso by the ac¬
tion of tho water, they turn over and
show to tho wondering mariner those
fantrstio shapes which simply beggar
all description. Naturally, «3 they
travel further north, they become
smaller and still Inure strangely
shaped and untimatoly molt away.
A Geological Obelisk.
Of late tho department of mining of
tho Pennsylvania State College has re¬
ceived numerous inquiries from archi¬
tects and builders, regarding the ap¬
pearance, durability, identification,
etc., of the various building stones of
tho state, uud in order to give more
accurately the desired information,
uud at the same time perfectly illus¬
trate the qualities of tho stone, tho
authorities have decided to erect an
obelisk of the representative stones of
the commonwealth. Requests for con¬
tributions have been made to all the
leading quarrymeu in the state, and
they aro met with hearty responses.
Tho obelisk will be twenty-six feet
high, five feet square at the base, and
will tuper to forty-two inches square at
the top. One hundred and sixty-eight
kinds of stone will bo used, and the
whole will be surmounted by a glacial
boulder. A large percentage of the
stones will be dressed and polished so
as to reveal their merits. Ou some of
the blocks the face will show the var¬
ious modes of dressing them and the
effects thereof. The arrangement of
the courses will be as nearly as possi¬
ble in the order of geological forma¬
tion.— Philadelphia Ledger.
Her Coustaut Habit.
Herbert (ashy pale)—Then all is over
between us?
Amelia (with great gentleness) —
Yes, Herbert. But with your permis¬
sion, and in memory of the many
pleasant hours we have spent together,
I will retain tho ring you gave me.
Such has been my regular custom.
Besides, I need it to complete a col¬
lection.—Chicago Tribune. V-‘
Queen Victoria sleeps on a hair
mattress, which she takes with her
wherever she goes. It is made so that
the tucks can be readily loosened, and
has to be loosened up and sunned
•very day.