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Improvement of Time.
For The Sun.
We see and heur much said about im
proving lands, improving seeds, improv
ing agricultural implements; but we
see but few articles on the improvement
of time. We can do much in a very
short time, if we put our energies to the
task of using our time aright. The
time that many youngsters s|H'nd in
idleness, foolishness, or sinfulness, if
spent well, would give them a tolerable
acquaintance with the most useful and
commonplace things. Instead of thus
spending their time, they pass it off as it’
they had thousands of years at their dis
nosal—idly, foolishly, carelessly, lazily.
Were a little boy or girl of moderately
bright parts to commeuee a course of
practical study, and use a certain por
tion of each day, how much superior to
the common class of people in knowl
edge would they be in a few years! In
stead of improving their minds, and
their time in the spring and summer
months, the little hoys as soon as they
are able to travel, go with larger and
worse boys to some mili-|>ond to spend
their Saturday evening holiday. There
they play, wrestle, quarrel, curse and
fight; and finally wind up bv running
into some quiet farmer’s orchard or
melon patch. On Sunday, it is repeat
ed ; but the crowd is enlarged and the
mischief is much greater. Friends,can
such a course be productive of good?
If it can, we are so entirely blind, and
have always been so, that we are un
able to see it. In the fall and winter
months, those same little boys as soon as
they think an opossum can gallop arc
out with torches, like Gideon’s lamps,
and with horns they blow till they would
make one think that Joshua’s priests
were trying to blow down the walls of
another Jericho. Hunting, however, is
not so bad; but what do they hunt ?
Their parents think opossums; but oth
ers know that they build up fires, com
mit depredations on their neighbor’s po
tato patches, talk and sing obscenely,
learn to gamble, swear, and steal. Is
this improving time ? Friends and ac
quaintances, look at this full in the face,
andjudge for yourselves. Why do boys
so much love to go out of nights, instead
of staying at home in quietude and
peace? One reason is, that they have
no amusements to entertain them at
home. All heads of families ought to
take one or more newspapers for their
children to read. A nice newspaper or
two would improve their minds and keep
them out of had company, and perhaps
prevent them from being imprisoned,
disgraced or hung. Take the Hartwell
Him for your children if you do not
now take it. It is a paper of good
moral tone. There is nothing in it hut
what is good, instructive, or innocently
amusing. You who take it, please read
this article to those who do not take it,
and urge it on them to make their little
hoys and girls reading people. By so
doing, our country will he filled with
better, steadier, wiser people ; and our
jails ami penitentiaries, and poorhouscs
will he left tenantless. How much bet
ter such a state of affairs would be than
for the criminal docket to be continu
ally crowded. Good citizens, think of
these things. Jo.
Only ill Fun.
liochexter Chrvnicle.
• Look out!' exclaimed the young
man, scarcely aide to control iiis laugh
ter. • Lin going to shoot!'
He pulled the trigger and the harm
less pistol went off. The girl fell, and
there was a good deal of blood in her
vicinity. He rushed to her side, his
eyes wild with apprehension. * I didn't
mean to !’ he sa id apologetically. 4 Upon
my soul, 1 didn't know it was loaded!’
4 1—I cannot believe it!’ he said
with earnestness.
• I cannot help it!' she said feebly;
adding with unmistakable truth, ‘ No
matter. 1 shall die just the same.
The jury in the case was one of the
stupid ones known all over our beloved
country. The pistol was a harmless
one. It could not possibly have loaded
itself. The young man said he didn't
load it. Nobody could tell who loaded
it. It was only known that several
persons had killed their alleged sweet
hearts under precisely the same cir
cumstances, with the important excep
tion that the loading of the weapon
and all the attending circumstances
were known to the jury. It was shown
l*cyond question, however, that the pis
tol had been loaded and that the face
tious young man had fired it off. previ
ously expressing a determination to do
so. It was enough for the stupid jury,
and likewise for the judge. The latter,
indeed, seemed to enjoy the proceed
ings.
•We shall inflict on you a slight
pleasantry',' he said, with a broad grin.
4 The sentence of the court is that you
be hanged by the neck until you are
dead. But don't be alarmed. It is
only a joke.’
The sheriff was equally happy. He
read the necessary documents to the
youth, as the latter stood with his neck
decorated iu the usual fashion, pausing
to laugh, and at times nearly splitting
his sides with suppressed mirth. 4 We
shall do you up in prime order,' he said
pleasantly. ‘We shall give yort some
thing to enjoy to your dying day.
There are breakages to this.' and he
shook the rope merrily. 4 There are no
way stations on t'ds mate, my son.
You will go througnV.ike gtcased light
ning, not even pausing for refresh
ments. You will, perhaf*? soe some of
yotti friends or your a * cal I’lease
sAv a good word for me/ will you? I ell
thefit. if they have anything in my line
VOL II—NO. 12.
that needs transacting, that I’m the
man for them. Let me adjust the con
veyance.’
llis hands shook so with laughter
that he could hardly fix the rope prop
erly ; but finally the left ear of the
amusing person was properly adorned.
‘ See here!’ whispered the doomed
youth. ‘You act as if you were in
earnest. You wouldn’t kill an innocent
man, would you? I—l think this is
carrying the joke too far.’
• By no means,’ said the happy sheriff,
winking with irresistible humor. ‘ Not
for anything in this world, my son.
('an you not place confidence in me?
This is a joke. Are you afraid of this
scaffold and that little cord? Foolish
Ihiv ! they are perfectly harmless.’
He winked at a person in the back
ground who was chuckling silently to
himself, his face wreathed with smiles.
The latter responded in a lively' man
ner, ‘ Up she goes !’ and the practical
joker shot in the air like a rocket and
came down like a stick.
• Beautiful, beautiful,’ exclaimed the
sheriff and the bystanders, and a great
roar of laughter followed, even the at
j tending clergyman putting his head
under his arm, in evident fear that oth
i erwise he would laugh himself to death.
The body was taken down after a
while and a physician, after a slight
j examination, pronounced the young
man dead—his neck had been broken.
• What!’ said the sheriff with a start.
• Dead?’ lie examined the rope atten
tively. and quickly added, with a look
of profound astonishment, ‘ I see how
;it is. Alas ! it must have been loaded.’
A ltoy’s Composition on Itabies.
Troy Jtudyett.
There are four different kinds of ba
‘ hies. There is a big baby, the little
j baby, the white baby, and the poodle
• log. and there is a baby elephant.
Most of these babies are born in a
1 boarding house, ’cept the baby elephant
I think he was Itoru on a railroad, ’cause
lie allurs carries his .trank with him.
j A white baby is pootier nor a ele
phant baby, but he can’t eat so much
hay.
All the babies what I have ever seen
were bom very young, ’specially the
gal babies, and they can't none of them
talk the United States language.
My father had—l mean my mother
had a baby once. It was not an ele
phant baby ; it was a little white baby ;
1 it coined one day when their was no
body home ; it was a funny looking fel
low, just like a lobster.
I asked my father was it a boy or a
! girl, and he say he don’t know whether
he was a father or a mother.
'l'he little boy has got two legs, just
l like a monkey.
llis name is Mariah.
He don't like my father nor my
mother, but he looks just like my Uncle
Tom, ’cause the little baby ain't got no
hair on his head.
One day I asked my Uncle Tom what
was the reason he ain’t got no hair.
He says he don’t know, 'cept that the
little baby was bora so, and he is a mar
ried man.
()ne day I pulled a feather out of the
I old rooster’s tail and stuck it up the
| babies nose and it tickled him so he al
most died. It was only a bit of a
! feather, and I didn’t see what he wanted
to make such a fuss about it for. My
mother said I ought’er be ashamed of
myself, and I didn't get no bread on
iny butter for more’n a week,
One day the sheriff come into the
house for to collect a bill of $9 for
crockery. My father says he can't pay
the bill, and the sheriff he say, ‘then I
take something,’ and he took a look
around the room an’ he see'd the littie
baby, and he say, ‘Ah, ha! I take this,’
and lie picked up the little baby and lie
wrap him up in a newspaper and take i
him away to the station-house.
Then my mother she commenced to
cry, and my father say, 4 Hush, Mary
Ann, that was all right. Don't you see 1
how we fooled that fellow? Don't you
see the bill for crockery was for $9, and
the little baby was only worth two and
a half.’
I think I’d rather be a girl nor a boy
'cause when a girl gets a whipping she
gets it on her fingers, but when a loy
gets a licking he gets it all over.
I don't like babies very much any
how. ’cause they make so much noise.
I never knew but one quiet baby, and
he died.
Quite a feature of these times was
seen at Cole’s circus, in Danville, Va.
A large crowd had gathered and were
quietly awaiting its performance to be
gin, when a squad of Danville young
men to 44 kill time,” struck up one of
Moody’s songs. They sang well, and
sitting just iu front of the long row s of
negroes, the darkies all joined in the
chorus, and the circus tent for a while
sounded like a campmeeting. They
sang hymn after hymn, and the audi
ence sat charmed. Boon the baud
struck up and the horses entered.
Opposition to party selection all over
the State is dying out before the full,
fair and free system of primary elec
tions.
HARTWELL, (JA., WEDNESDAY. NOVEMBER 11, 1877.
Hampton.
UY REV. HEX JOHNSON, OF S. C.
What means this civic pomp? this length
ening train.
From mountains to the sea?
Kacli bosom heaving with one high resolve.
This army ! who are they?
Unnrnied ! save with their cause of right
eousness.
Their purpose—spear and shield !
Truth’s sword, that Hashes forth resistless
light !
The only blade they wield.
Grand are the people ! rising in their might!
And moral majesty;
The People ! smiting wrong, with banded
claim
To be both pure and free !
And who this Knight? for Knightly is bis
mien,
A true born Cavalier!
A Bayard, stainless! aye, without re
proach,
And, well-known, without fear.
Borne in the Chariot of a people’s love !
Hiding on prosperously;
Quickening to Honor's life a fallen State !
This Hero, who is he?
Bravest among the Brave, w hen men were
tried.
And good as lie was brave;
A stricken mother calls her noblest son
Her ancient name to save.
That eye w here erst the battle-lightnings
played
Beams now with gentleness ;
Who smote war's changing ranks, strikes
now
For honesty and peace.
Fame has no added honor lie may wear
But this —redeem the State!
Win this last crown and History shall write
Our noble Hampton—Great.
Written on the eve of Hampton's elec
tion. The State lias been redeemed. This
poem should be preserved as a memorial of
that great struggle and glorious victory.
Miss Totten’s Snake.
JS 'nr York Time*.
One August afternoon, when the sun
was about to take off his golden gar
ments and strew them along the wes
tern horizon, preparatory to diving into
the Pacific—in short, just before sunset
—Miss Totten and Mr. Snow, a theolo
gical stud, nt whom she had promised
to marry, were walking sweetly through
a new-mown meadow, exchanging vows
of affection and discussing the compar
ative merits of different patterns of
cook-stoves. All at once Miss Totten
shrieked loudly and began to dance in
a way that filled Mr. Snow’s mind with
the conviction that she had suddenly
gone mad end with regret that he had
not a tract in his pocket on the sin of
(lancing, Her conduct was, however,
soon explained by her frenzied shriek.
‘There's a snake! <)! Take it off!
Take it off!’ an entreaty which instant
ly brought a cold perspiration out upon
the expansive brow of her theological
lover.
Mr. Snow was well aware that the
neighborhood was not entirely free from
rattlesnakes, and he had often heard
i that in the construction of feminine
garments nature has placed opport uni
ties within the reach of lurking serpents,
of which rattlesnakes may occasionally
be bold enough to avail themselves.
While he would, in a good cause, have
fearlessly faced the deadliest snake in
existence, the peculiar circumstances of
the case filled him with horror. Either
he must leave the object of his affec
tions in the folds of a rattlesnake while
he ran to summon female aid, or he
must endeavor to capture the snake
and drag it from its hiding-place. Ap
palling as the alternative necessarily
was to a conscientious theological stu
dent, he nerved himself to beg Miss
Totten to pause in her wild dance and
permit him to help her. But to all his
offers of assistance she cried, 4 (Jo
away,’ and in the same breath added,
without the slightest apparent percep
tion of her inconsistency, 4 Don't stand
there grinning, but do help me.’ It need
hardly be said that nothing was further
from Mr. Snow's thoughts than 4 grin
ning ;’ but he could not see his way
clear to help Miss Totten and at the
same time go away. From this pain
ful state of mind he was finally relieved
by the ingenuity of the young lady her
self, who implored him to get a club
and strike the invisible snake, no mat
ter how heavily the blow might fall
upon her.
The only available substitute for a
club was a fence rail which lay near at
hand. This Mr. Snow instantly siezed
and poised with both hands, while he
awaited further instructions 4 Aim here,’
cried the suffering but cool-headed trirl,
pointing to the region of the pocket,
and Mr. Snow, with a strength born of
his great excitement, swung the fence- 1
rail and hit the snake with the accuracy
and efficiency of an accomplished army
nv’\
i'he effect of the blow was startling
Miss Totten was whirled before it, and.
landed in a confused lump at some
distance from the striker. For a mo
ment he fancied that it was a boa-con
strictor ornamented with transverse red
•V i white stripeA, but flic sight of a
dead snake of the agile though harm
less species known as the black racer
convinced him of his error. Mr. Snow’s
attention was speedily drawn from the
snake by n feeble announcement on the
part of Miss Totten that he had killed
her. This was an exaggeration, llis
mighty blow had broken her leg and
otherwise impaired her efficiency ; but l
she was still alive, and is to appear nt
an early day in court to accuse Mr.
Snow of assault and battery, and to ex
act from him such damages as an intel
ligent jury may assess.
While the practice of knocking down
young ladies with fence rails cannot be
indiscriminately advocated, it must be
conceded that Mr. Snow is entitled to
sympathy, llis situation was one of
exceptionable difficulty, and before the
jurymen decide to give a verdict against
him, they should ask themselves wheth
er, had they been in his place, they
would have acquitted themselves with
as much delicacy and consideration for
Miss Totten's feelings as Mr. Snow dis
i played.
Augusta Knoxville anil Greenwood.
Chronicle and Conititutionalint.
The committees engaged in soliciting
subscriptions to the capital stock of the
railroad which is to connect Augusta,
Knoxville and Greenwood, have been
greatly encouraged. It is proposed to
inaugurate the work as soon as $40,000
shall have been subscribed. The com
mitteees meet in the parlor of ttit; Com
mercial Bank this afternoon at four
o’clock for the purpose of consolidating
the amounts secured and making a for
mal report. We arc confident that a
sum of money in excess of the amount
mentioned in the foregoing will be re
ported as subscribed, so that we may ro
j gard this important work as actually
hogun. The committees will continue
the canvass to-day. Let every merchant,
every mechanic, every capitalist, every
toiler (and who among us is not a toil
er?), in a word, every man who feels an
interest in the welfare of Augusta,
which is really his own welfare, sub
scribe to the extent of his ability. To
construct the proposed trunk line and
its branch is to guarantee to our city
the return of a trade she once cunt rolled
to the perfect satisfaction of buyer and
seller. To construct the road will be to
strengthen every line of business pur
sued by our people, to refuse to build the
road will be to further cripple our ener
gies by contracting our business. There
is a fear that money invested in anew
railroad is money thrown away. ■We
do not believe that will be so in this
ease. Every business man will receive
in return lor the amount invested in the
proposed road a largely increased and
profitable trade. More than that, we
believe that the road will, if economi
cally managed, prove to be a paying in
stitution in one year after its completion.
Its construction will not only increase
our trade, but add to our population and
enhance our property.
Medical Advice.
Detroit Free Prc*B.
j A night or two since a citizen of
j Charlotte avenue, who has a woodpile
in the alley concluded to sit up for a
few hours and see, if lie could detect the
person or persons who had stolen a
dozen sticks the night previous. About
eleven o'clock a bow-backed colored
man came up the alley, looked around
in a cautious way, and then took a stick
of wood on each shoulder and started
off.
4 I’ve got you, you thief!’ cried the
citizen, as he dashed out.
4 So you hez—so you hez,’ replied
the man, as he let the sticks drop, 4 but
jes3 wait a leetle afore you fires off any
pistols. Does you know what I was
gwine ter do wid dis wood?’
* Yes, Ido ! You were stealing it?’
‘Jusslikc 1 fought you'd say, sah,
hut dar’s whar’ ye hurts iny feelins. 1
was talkin' to dedoctaw’bout dis bend
in’ ober in my back, an’ he tole me to
walk up an’ down de alley wid a load on
boaf shoulders. I was borrowin' dis
wood to carry out dat medical advice,
sah, an’ if you charges anyfing I kin
pay de cash right down.’
The citizen said he thought he could
cure the 4 bending over,’ hut he can't
he positive whether he made any im
provement or not, as the man broke
away after the fourth kick and galloped
down the alley like a barrel of sand
rolling down hill.
Ex-Governor Claiborne F. Jackson,
of Missouri, married five sisters, and it
is reported that when lie asked for the
lust one his father-in-law replied ; “ Yes
Calib, you can have her. You have
got them all, but for goodness sakes
don’t ask me for the old woman.”
44 What,” asked a youth timidly of
‘ ■in eminent philologist, “ what, sir, is the
recalling of this phrase: ‘ Modus ope
rand!?” ’ and the great linguist, whose
ripnd was saturated with literature of
ujieient Greece find Rome, replied : “It
iii Latin for ‘ how the old thing works.” ’
A Catch in the Art of Ventriloquism
which Led to (Jiiccr Results.
Mr. Fetor Lamb has l>een learning
ventriloquism, and he has succeeded
very well in throwing Ills voice about so
that it will appear to come from any
other place than his own throat. One
night last week there was a little party
over at Judge Pitman's, and during the
evening Mr. Lamb said lie would like to
give the company an exhibition of his
powers. After throwing his voice into
the cellar, the closet, the piano and the
chimney, lie got Mrs. Pitman to let him
have a huge Saratoga trunk. Placing
this; on the floor at one end of the par
lor. lie began to hold a conversation
with an imaginary person concealed in
the trunk ; and he would open and close
the lid. letting his voice die away in a
wonderful manner ns the lid went down.
After a while, however, while he was
conversing with the suppositious being
in the trunk, he happened to put his
face close to the aperture, and just then
the lid slipped ami shut upon his nose
with some degree of violence. As there
was a spring lock upon the trunk, Mr.
Lamb's nose was held in a particularly
close manner. It was a very awkward
predicament, ami the trunk hurt his
nose, lie remarked to the by-standers :
‘ ’Phis is painful; very, very painful,
indeed !’and then Mr. Waterman sug
gested that he should wrench himself
loose, he was heard to say that in that
event he should probably he compelled
to leave his nose in the possession of
Judge Pitman's family. Then Mrs. Pit
man flew up stairs and tried to find the
j key. and while she was gone old Mrs.
Blakeley, who is a little deaf, and who
didn’t seem to understand the situation
exactly, asked out loud why Mr. Lamb
persisted in smelling the trunk so long.
When Mrs. Pitman came down she
announced that she couldn't find the
key anywhere, and then all the keys in
the pockets of the company were tried,
but with no avail. The Judge then
said he was willing to split up the trunk
with the ax if that would do any good,
but Mr. Lamb said that the shock
would kill hint outright. Then young
l’otts asked him why he didn't sneeze
and blow himself loose in that manner,
and Mr. Lamb resolved that he would
punish such untimely levity on the
morrow by punching Mr. l’ott’s head.
So at last Peter said that as his posi
tion was very embarrassing he wished
they would help him around home and
then send a locksmith to his hon.se.
And two of his friends lifted the trunk
very tenderly indeed, while Peter at the
same time rose softly from his knees
and they all went through the door,
trunk foremost, Mr. Lamb following
closely and groaning at every step.
The procession attracted a great deal of
attention as it went through I he streets,
and by the time it reached Mr. Lamb's
house there were about two hundred
boys present, making disagreeable re
marks about the melancholy condition
of things. They then got a locksmith,
and after about an hour’s hard work,
during which the nose of the ventrilo
quist was awfully wrenched, they got
the trunk open. Then they bandaged
his nose and put arnica on it. and that
night Mr. Lamb retired permanently
from business as a professor of the art
of throwing his voice into Saratoga
trunks. He thinks that if he has any
forte us a magician it must lie in the
direction of mesmerism.
Important Is-gal Decision.
The Supreme Court of the (nited States
recently rendered a decision in the ease of
,J. K. Place & Cos., of New York, which
will prevent dishonest business men from
filing voluntary petitions in bankrupt
ey. Place had taken money from bis
business; invested it in real estate, erected
a princely house on Fifth Avenue, furnish
ed it in fine style, settled the same to his
wife, and then went into bankruptcy. Ilis
creditors questioned the right of Place
thus to use their money for his own per
sonal purposes, and insisted that the prop
erty should bo sold and the proceeds reck
oned with the other assets. Mrs. Place
through her attorneys objected, and the
case was carried through the local Court,
the Circuit Court, and up to the I nited
States Supreme Court, where it was finally
decided. That Court holding, that inas
much as the property was purchased with
money taken from the business, it right
fully belongs to the creditors : its transfer
ence to the wife notwithstanding.
The decision by the highest tribunal in the
land is very important to the wives of all
business men, who may fancy that property
thus secured to them by their husbands is
safe from all legal process. It is also im
portant to business men themselves, show
ing them that such schemes to defraud their
lawful creditors will not hold good in law.
Winter is approaching, the year is
nearing its close. The Lord lias been
mindful of his people. 11c lias sent
sunshine and rain, and bountiful crops,
giving life, heatlh and strength to most
of us. What have we done for Him?
How many of us have refused or failed
to give Him one cent in return? lie
will hold all such to fearful account. —
Zealous Christian.
WHOLE NO. (U.
Horrors of Slilpka Valley.
War lies made the once beautiful Vale
of Hoses, ami neighboring valleys south
of the Hhipka Pass, a desert tilled with
horrors. A corrosjsmdeijt of the Lon
don Times writes: “the way’ from
Shipka to Yeni-Haghrn, nt which place
we took the rail, the air is polluted with
the remains of the killed. The bodies
of men, women nnd children nre -to be
met with in all stages of decomposition
at the roadsides, iu the cornfields and
gardens, on the hanks of streams and in
the beds of rivulets. Home hundreds
were choking the shallow river within a
quarter of a mile from where we camp
ed ut Yeni-Snghra. Desolation and
min appeared along the whole way.
The remains of formerly prosperous vil
lages, which it wns impossible to pitch
tent even near, rippling mountain
streams in which our horses refusid to
driuk, the howling of wolves around us
at night, brought down from the moun
tains curlier than usual by the horrid
feast? prepared tor them not far from
Yciii-Snglira, and, worse, the shrieks of
human beings, followed by solitary rifle
reports which made one shudder more
than the damp night air—form a great
horrible phantasmagoria, which none of
us are likely to live long enough to re
member without pain.”
A Lone Candlnatc.
Detroit Free PrtM.
Yesterday forenoon while a rather
solemn-looking citizen was at the ferry
dock on business lie noticed that three
or four men watched him attentively
and followed him wherever he went.
They looked exceedingly thirsty, and
hy-and-by one of them spoke up and
asked:
• Say, pard. can our votes do you any
good?’
‘ I fear not,’ was the reply,
• llain’t you a candidate for any
thing?’
1 I'm n candidate for Heaven—noth
ing more,’ he solemnly answered.
The man's chin fell about six inches,
and he turned away and said :
‘Come on, boys—lie'll want us to
wait and git our drinks up there !’
A Severe Rebuke.
Oglethorpe Echo.
During the progress of Col. Mathews’
argument in the Kberluirt ease, lust
week, the speaker was frequently inter
rupted hy Gen. Toombs, the opposing
! counsel, upon what appeared to the
spectators as most unusual and frivo
lous charges. The speaker bore it for
some lime with commendable forbear
ance, until at lust, upon Gen. Toombs
i adding the insult of a hiss to his other
! annoyance, when forbearance censed to
he a virtue, and turning upon his op
poser with a look full of scorn and in
dignati a), the speaker said: “I mind
not sir the hissing of a vile serpent!”
Wo Can If We Will.
Men say they can not afford hooks,
and sometimes do not even pay for a
newspaper. In that case it does them
little good, they feel so mean whileread
ing them But men can a fiord what
they really choose. If all the money
spent ill self-indulgence, in hurtful in
dulgence, was spent in books or papers
for self-improvement, we should see a
change. Men would grow handsome,
and women too. The soul would shine
out through the eyes. We were not
meant to he mere animals. Li tus have
hooks and read them, and sermons and
heed them.
The Keokuk Constitution says: “I p
at West Point the other day the boys who
were attending the fair put up a job on a
j Birmingham folio w. They were all stop
ping lit Jack Peter's hotel, and the boys
who were rooming with the man of Bir
mingham managed to secure a big bull
frog one night and also managed it that ho
went to hod first, while they stood round
waiting for the lightning to strike. It was
a chilly night and the Hirminghamer spoon-
I ed it at first, and lay with his knees up
under his chin; finally lie warmed up and
by degrees stretched out, his legs until one
foot came in contact with the frog, and
then a chill commenced at the foot, run
ning up through the legs, shot through
that man and climbed all over his spine
and made him think of how he used to
feel when he was a hoy, and was compell
ed to pass a graveyard at a late hour of the
night, hut he didn’t squeal, lie wasn't
! sure of his ground, so he cautiously put
his other foot down. It touched the frog,
which gave a hop and landed on the fleshy
j part of the leg of the man in bed, and in
two seconds and a half the covers of that
bed were kicked seven ways for Sunday,
and the boys caught sight of a whito streak
which shot out of the door. This and an
unearthly shriek is all they heard or saw,
but Jake Peters says he saw more as tho
man tumbled down stairs iu his only gar
ment—a night shirt—declaring he was
snake bit, and calling for whiskey and a
doctor.
Fifteen States have yet to hold elec
tions this fall. Louisiana, Massachu
setts, Minnesota, Mississippi Nebraska,
Nevada, New Jersey, New^Yprk,Penn
sylvania, South Carolina, Tennessee,
Texas, Virginia and Wisconsin vote on
the sixth of November and Georgia on
the fifth of December* In addition Il
linois elects county officers on Novem
ber 0.
The man who wraps himself around
yhe cotton gin and expects to get the
pest of the embrace, ain’t the reformer
that the age demands.
Georgia has 26,199 more women *'
1 men; South Carolina 35,8‘2d nm>