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RAILROAD MEETING.
SPEECHES BY PROMINENT WORKERS.
GRIJAT ENTHUSIASM
Directors Instruct and to Let Out the Con
tract for (ru<llng.
DIRT TO BEBROKEN!
Notwithstanding the day was very
inclement, quite a crowd assembled in
the Court house on the occasion of the
Railroad meeting on last Salesday.
The undertaking of building a Rail
road to Hartwell has been looked upon
from its ineipienev by a goodly num
ber of citizens with much fear and so
licitude. They saw the necessity of the
road ; saw that our trades, professions
and interests generally must languish
without it, and they feared the worst
consequences—a failure of the enter
prise. Rut the spirt of this meeting,
backed up as it was by more substan
tial aid, in the form of cash subscrip
tion, will drive these doubts and fears
aback and bring more prominently than
ever liefore the fact that the people in
tend having their market at Hartwell,
and a railroad to haul their cotton and
merchandise on.
It is a pleasing fact that, after a pro
trotracted postponement of any desired
end, its attainment is always accom
panied with increased joy and gladness.
This enterprise has now reached a point
where all feel assured of its early com
pletion, and these effects were visibly
manifested in a number of speeches by
prominent workers for the Road.
Space forbids an extended report of
them all, so we will only allude to one
or two briefly.
Ju Ige Bowers congratulated the
meeting and the people generally on
(he finft prospects of getting the Road,
lie had always been a railroad man ;
and now that the Klberton Road was
completed—no longer needing any help
f.om him, he must needs turn his at
tention to the Hartwell Road. Parties
had asked him what he meant by work
ing for a road to Hartwell - did he mean
to cut his own throat ? llis reply was.
that he “ was not working for himself,
but for Hart County.” If the exten
sion of a line to Hartwell dries up
l'owersville, so be it; the County was
greater in his eyes than liowersyille.
The Judge said that he greatly desired
to be sent to Philadelphia next month
to buy a ten ton engine for the line,
and that he woul 1 name it “ Nancy
Hart.” This would only he her coin
ing to her own Hartwell. But the
rhetoric of the speaker did not end
here—lie thought in this age of pro
gress and imp'rovement; of multiplica
tion and increase, with the coquettish
Nancy on this line, and the sage, sturdy
Major of the other, there were no tell
ing how many little engines might soon
be running up and down in this land.
There is really no foretelling the exact
consequences.
We now take up Major Benson, fa
miliarly known as “ Old 8.,” who said
in that part of his speech on the pro
priety of beginning the work Instnnter.
that it was not proper or the custom in
important undertakings to wait until
everthing was exactly ready—this
would have stopped in the germ many
of the ino3t noble achievements of man
kind. “ Suppose,” continued the speak*
“our young people should defer
marrying until they should get every
thing just ready—fixed up as well as
their fathers who have been laboring
long years to get comfortable, don't
yon see that onr land would soon cease
to be cheered by the laugh and prattle
of children ?—and that our generations
would come to an end suddenly ? So
it will be with this Railroad to Hart
well ; if yon wait till everything is just
ready, and for every bo ly to say go
ahead with the work—the whole thing
will end suddenly, and you will have
no railroad when the trump shall sound
—> time’s up !’ We have already man
ifested too much of this disposition to
get everything in ‘ band-box trim ’ be
fore commencing to open out the way.
Only the other day an eminent divine,
Rev. , asked ini if we had * broke
any dirt yet' on this line, and I had to
tell him, no, but that we had broke a
good deal of wind!”
The following preamble an 1 resolu
tions were then otfered and unanimous
ly passed, viz :
With tiie subscription already se
cured, increased as we believe it can be,
and with the company’s credit, or
bonds, we think the Hartwell Railroad
can be constructed and put into opera
tion in time for the fall carrying trade;
therefore be it
Resvlce-l, That the Directors be re
quested to make every arrangement to
VOL III—NO. M.
commence its construction as soon as
they may think it advisable.
AVaobW, That all the members pres
ent and friends of the enterprise who
are absent will canvass for subscription,
and that all subscription lists old or
new be handed in at the next meeting
in May.
Rnr outer.
Tobacco lovers, Beware.
A gentleman who cannot use tobacco
without suffering nausea, and who there
fore very naturally concludes (hut the
use of tobacco is a sin, contributes the
following:
Then shall the kingdom of Satan be
likened unto a grain of tobacco seed : j
which, though exceedingly small bring,
<ast into the ground grew, and became \
a great plant, and .-proud its leaves rank
and broad so that huge and vile worms
found a habitation thereon. And it
I came t > pass, in the course of time, that
.lie sous of men looked upon it and
.bought it beautiful to. lookLupon, and j
| nut li to he desired to make lads look
!>ig and manlv, so tfffiy put Worth their j
hands and did chew thereof: and some I
it inudc sick and others to vomit most
filthily. And it further came to p:#>
ifiht (Tiov who clitnvM it bochme went;
and unmanly, and said we are enslaved.
I ind cnnqot ceaso from cltewing it. And
| rite mouths of till that were enslaved be-
i nine foul, ami they were saizi and with a
I violent spitting, ami they did spit even
in the I louse of the Lord of Hosts, and
ifie saints of the Most nigh werepieatlv
plagued thereby. And in the course of
ime it came to miss that others snuffed
it, and they were taken -suddenly with
fits, and they did srloeze insomuch that
their eves were filled with tours, and
they did look exceedingly siliv. And
vet others cunningly wrought the !eav s
thereof into rolls, and did set fire to one
end thereof, and did look very grave
and < ab'-liko, and tliesnioke of their tor
ment ascended forever and ever. And
lie cultivation thereof became a great
and mighty business in the earth. Mer
liuntmen waxed rich by the commerce
thereof. And it came to pass that the
saints of the Most High defiled them
selves with <t, Cven the poor, that could
not luiv jriu-e* nor bread, nor books for
their little ones, spend their money for
it. And tlie Lord was greatly displeas
ed therewith, and said, whereof -Lis
waste, and why do these little ones lark
bread and shoes and hooks? Turn now
vour fields into corn and wheat, and put
the evil thing from you, and lie separate,
.md defile not yourselves any more, and
I will bless you, and cause my face to
-bine uiioii you. But with one accord
tliey all exclaimed. We cannot cease
from chewing, snuffing and puffing; we
are tla.es. And tlie Lord was sorely
displeased with His pro le who raise
this plant <>n the Cos ime icut, “Repent
or I will come and curse your land with
i sore curse.”
Bound to Have a Trail.
She was a tall, stout individual, and
sprang out of the wagon as lightly as a
spring chicken after a grasshopper,
lie was a little, withered, dried up wea
sel, and followed slowly bringing a bas
ket of eggs with him. They entered
one of onr stores and she asked :
“ What are you givin’ for eggs ?”
“ Eight cents.” was the reply of the
counter jumper.
*• Well, here are three dozen,” said
the fat party, “ and I’ll take it out in
calico."
•• But I want some yarn to mend up
my socks, my boots hurt my feet,” in
sisted the old man.
“Go bar footed.” said she rather
sharply. Then turning to the clerk,
she changed her tone, and remarked :
“ Young man, please count out the eggs
and give me four yards of calico to
match this 'ere dress.”
“ But—" the old man was going to
continue, when she raised her huge in
dex finger and said: “ Ilarry Davis
Spriggcns, them ere eggs are mine:
the hens what laid ’em are mine; the
corn what fed ’em was mine, and Tse
going to have a trail on this ere dress
as long as Betsy Gowen’s if every toe
on your foot turns into gum biles.
Now shut! And you youngster yank
of! four yards of that 'ere calico, or
you will hear a bumble bee a buzzin'. ’
The old man shut, and the clerk
measured off the calico.
A good colored man once said in a
chus-meeting : “ Brethren, when I was
a boy I took a hatchet and went into de
woods. When! found a tree that was
str light, big and solid, I didn t touch dat
tieej but when I found one leaning a
little and hollow inside. I soon had him
down. So when de debbil goes after
Cnris?ians, he don’t touch deni dat am
standiu' straight and true, hut dem dat
lean a little and am hollow inside."
“Bredren.” said an exhorter in a
prayer-meeting, “ I feel as if I could
talk more good in five minutes dan I
could do in one year.”
The gigantic faith of Abraham now
pales before the trusting eoulidence of
the man who eats chestnuts in the dark.
MY MIDNIGHT PERIL.
V Tlirltltng Sketch of Itnekwood* l.lfj
The night of the 17th of October—
shall I ever forget, its pitchy darkness,
the roar of the autumnal wind through
the lonely forests, and the incessant
downpour of rain ?
“This comes of shortcuts.” I mus
tered to myself, as l plodded along!
keeping close to the trunks of the trees,
to avoid the ravine, through which l
could hear the roar of the turbulent!
stream forty fir fitly feet below. My
blood ran cold as I thought what might
he the possible consequence of a mis
step or a move in the wrong direction.
Why had 1 not been contented to kpej
in tiie right road ? -J
lloltflon I Was that a light, or art'
my eyes planing me false ?
I stopped, Rolding on to the low, res
inous lou glis of a hemlock that grew
on the edge of the bank, f : it actually
seemed that the wind would seize me
i hodilv and hurl me down the precipi*
i t ins descent.
It was a light, thank Providence ! it
j was a light, and no it/iti* futuva to lure
i me o i and deu—
i •• llnUoQ-o!’’ ’■
My vdiee rang through the woods
, like, a clarion.
I plunged on through the tangled
vines, dense Mert?, and rocky banks,
until, gradually nearing, I could per
ceive n figure wrapped in an oil cloth
cloak, or cape, carrying a lantern. As
tlie dim light fell upon his face, I
almost recoiled. Would not solitude in
the woods be preferable to the compan
ionship of this withered, wrinkled old
man P But it was too late to recede
now.
“ What's wanting he snarled, with
a peculiar motion of the lips, that
seemed to leave his yelloiv tooth all
bare.
“ I am almost lost in the woo ls ; can
you direct me to R station ?”
“ Yes ; R—- station is twelve miles
from here.”
“Twelve miles!’*
I stood aghast.
“ Yes.”
“ Can you tell me of any shelter I
could obtain for the night ?”
“ No.”
“ Where are you gwing ?”
“To Drew’s, down by the Maple
swamp.”
“ Is it a tavern ?”
“ No.”
“ Would they take me for the night ?
I could pay them well.”
His eyes gleamed : the yellow stumps
stood revealed once more.
“I guess so ; folks don't stop there.”
“ It is not far from here ?”
“ Not very ; about half a mile.”
“ Then make haste and let us reach
it. lam drenched to the skin.”
We plod led on. my companion more
than keeping pace with me. Presently
we left the edge of the ravine, enter
ing what seemed like a trackless woods,
anti keeping straight on until the lights
gleamed fitfully through the wet foli
age.
It was a ruinous old place, with the
windows all drawn to one side, as if
the foundation had settled, and the pil
lars of a rude porch nearly rotted away.
A woman answered my fellow-travel
er's knock. My companion whispered
a word or two to her. and she turned to
me with smooth, voluble words- of wel
come.
She regretted the poverty of her ac
commodations ; but I was welcome to
them, such as they were.
“ Where is Isaac ?” demanded my
guide.
“He is is not come in yet.”
I sat down on a wooden bench be
side the fire and ate a few mouthfuls of
bread.
“ I should like to retire as soon as
possible,” I said, for my weariness was
excessive.
“Certainly.” The woman started
up with alacrity.
“ Where arc you going tn put him ?"
asked the guide.
“ Up chamber.”
“ Put him in Isaac’s room.”
“ No.”
“ It’s the most comfortable.”
“ I tell you ‘ no.’ ”
But here I interrupted the .'..iapered
collo piy.
“ I am not particular—l don’t care
where yon lodge me, only make haste.’
So l was conducted up a steep ladder
that stoo 1 in the corner of the room
into an apartment, ceiled witli sloped
beams an.l ventilated by one small win
dow, where a cot-bed stead, crowded
dose against the hoard partition, and a
pine table, with two or three chairs,
formed the sole attempts nt fur. ure.
The woman set the light—an old oil
lamp—on the table.
“Anything more I can give, sir?"
“Nothing, thank you. At four o’clock
in the morning, if you please. I must
walk over to R station in time for
the seven o’clock express.”
“ 1 11 be. sure to call you, sir.”
She withdrew, leaving rnc alone in
the gloomy little apartment. I sat
down with no very agreeable sensation.
“ I will sit down and write to Alice,”
HARTWELL, GA., WEDNESDAY APRIL 0. 1870.
j 1 thought ; “ that will soothe my nerves
and quiet me. perhaps.”
1 descended the ladder; tlie lire still
glowed redly on tlie hearth beneath;
mv companion and the woman sat be
side it, talking in a low tone, and a
third person sat al tlie table eating, a
short, stout, villainous-looking man, in
red flannel shirt and mil Mv trousers.
I asked for writing materials, and re
turned to my room to write to ray wife.
“ Mv dear Alice ”
I paused and laid down ray pen as I
concluded the words, half smiling to
think wlnit she would snv could she
! know of my strange quarters.
Not till both sheets wore Covered did
I lay aside mv pen and prepare for
j slumber. As I folded iny paper I hap
pened to glance toward the couch.
Was it the gleam of a human eye
observing me through the broad parti
tion, or was it mv own fancy ? There
was a crack there, hut only black dark
ness beyond, yet I could have sworn
that something lmd sparkled hatefully I
i at me.
I took out niv watch. It was one
o’elo -k. It was scarcely worth while
! for me to undress for three hours’ sleep.
1 would lie down in mv clothes and
i snatch what slumber I could. So,
■ placing mv valise at tlie head of mv
; ud, and barricading the lock less door
with two chairs, I extinguished tlie
I light and lav down.
At first I was very wakeful, big grad
ually a soft diowsiness seemed to steal
' over me like a misty mantle, until alb
| of a sudden some startling electric
: thrill coursed through mv veins, and I
sat up, excited and trembling.
A luminous softness a-’etneil to glow
through the room—no light of the
moon or the stars was ever so penetra
ting—ami by the little window I saw
Alice, mv wife, dressed in floating gar- :
! menU of white, with her long, golden j
I hair knotted hack bv a blue ribbon.
Apparently she was coming to lira with i
outstretched hands and eyes full of
wild, anxious teuderness.
I sprang to ray feet and rushed to
, ward her: but as I reached the window j
the.fair apparition seemed to vanish
into the stormy darkness, and I was
p'eft <alone. At the Self-swipe instant
tlie report of a pistol sounded : I could
see the jagged stream of fire above the
pillow, straight through the verv sco‘
where, ten seconds since, my head had
lain.
Witli an instantaneous realization of
mv dnngei, I swung mvaelf over the
edge of the window, jutnning some
eight or ten feet into tangled bushes
below; and as I crouched there, recov
ering mv breath, I heard the tramp of
footsteps into mv room.
“ Is he dead ?” cried a voice up the
ladder—the smooth, deceitful voice of
the woman with the half-closed eyes.
“Of course, he is," growled a voie
back ; that charge would have killed
ten men. A light there, quick ? and
tell Tom to be readv.”
A cold, agonizing shudder ran
through me. What a den of midnight
murderers had I fallen into! And how
fearfully narrow had been ray escape!
With the speed that only mortal ter
ror can give. I rushed through the
wood, now illuminated by a faint glim
mer of starlight. I know not what im
pulse guided my footsteps. I never
shall know how many firr.es I crossed
my own track, or how elms 1 stool to
the ravine; but a merciful Providence
encompassed me with a guiding and
protecting care, for when the morning
dawned, with faint, red bars of orient
light against the stormy eastern skv. I
was close to the highroad, some seven
miles from It .
Once at the town, I told mv story to
the police, and a detachment was sent
with me to the spot.
After much searching and many false
alarms, we succeeded in finding the
ruinous old house, hut it was empty —
onr birls had flown; nordi i I recover
mv valise and watch and chain, which
latter I had left under my pillow.
“ It’s Drew's gang,” said the leader
of the police. “ an 1 they’ve troubled us
these two years. I don't think, though,
they'll come hack here just at present.”
Nor did they.
But the strangest part of iny story
is yet to co nc. Three weeks subse.
quently I received a letter from my sis
ter, who was with Alice in her English
home—a letter whose intelligence filled
me with surprise.
“I must tell you about something
very strange,” wrote my sister, “that
happened on the night of the 17th of
October. Alice had not been well for
some time : in fact, she’d been eonfi led
fo her bed for nearly a week, an 1 I was
sitting beside her reading. It was late :
the clock had struck one, when all at
once she seemed to faint away, growing
white and rigid as a corpse. I hasten
ed to call assistance ; bnt all onr efforts
to restore animation were in vain. ]
was just about sending for the doctor,
when her senses returned as suddenly
as they had left her, anti she sat np in
bed, pushing np her hair and looking
wildly around her.
‘ Alice,' I exclaimed, ‘how you have
; terrified us all! Are you ill?’
WHOLE NO. 1315.
•Not. ill,' she answered, ‘but I feel so
strange. (Jracio, I have been with my
husband !’
“And,all our reasonings failed to
convince her of. the impossibility of her
assertions. She persists to this mo
ment t(fe*,he saw you and was with \ ou
on tin* f tlie 18th of October.
When ftfhf how she cannot tell, but we
think it mhst have lieen i 1 a dream
She is (letter now. and I wish yon could
see how fa*tq§he is Improving."
This i* my plain unvarnished tale. T
do not pretend to explain or account for
its mysteries, f simply relate facts.
Let psvcHbWglnts unravel the labyrinth
ical skein. 1 am not superstitions,
neither do l believe in giants, wraiths
or apparitions, hut this thing I do know
—that, although mv wife was in Eng
land in body on the morning of tlie 18tli
of October, her spirit surely stood be
fore me in Now York in tlie moment of
the deadly peril that menaced me. It
may be that to the subtle instinct and
strength of a wife's holy love all things
are possible: but Alice surely saved
my life.
She Sewed on Ills lluttons.
Old Bluuimer is tight-listed. Several
i days ago I • said to his wife : “ M iris, I
want yttfi m look over that broadcloth
vest of mine and put new buttons on it.
Ynuse I'm going to a card party to
night. ’’
“But, Ely,"’ answered Mrs. 8., “I
lijiveu’t any buttons to match that vest;
and
“ Thunder f broke in Blummer, “ the
idea of a woman keeping lions* as long
as you have, an* pretendin’ t" he nnt M
buttons. By George! I h'ficye you'll
ask nio for money tobuv Vm with nexf.”
Tlfilt eveidhp Mr. Blummer hurried
through his supper and began arraying
himself for thy card partv. Presently j
he called for the hreadcbith Vest, and
Mrs. It., with marvelous promptitude,
handed it to him. He took it hastily,
unfolded it, and thru, as his ere took in
its complete! appearance, he stood as one
transfixed. It was a six-button vest —
there were six buttons on it, and theduzed
optic of Bi iimmor observed that tlie first
or top one, was a tiny pearl shirt-button,
Mnd that the next one was a brass army
overcoat button with U 8, gleaming up
on it,and that number three was an ox
idized silver afliiir, and that number
four was a horn button, evidently from
the hack of one of the Puritan fathers’
coats, and then rumensuspmidi r button,
and then, hs the dazzled ey- 8 fold Blum
mer reached thelmttoai button—a poker
chip (liiund in Binmun i’s pocket-) with
two holes punched through i'—he gave
a snort that made the chandelier giugle. j
There is, after all, a fine sense of humor!
about Blummer, and lie laughed till he
cried. And there won't he any button
money grudged in that household here
after.
Shoot (lie Seed.
Two rival land-agents were staying
at the same hotel in a village wher
they were disposing of “location” for
their respective companies. Ono of
them, from Colorado, ha I pablicly run j
down the quality of the land vended by !
the other, who was from Kansas. lie!
related how a friend and he were out I
pfospeeting once in a ••putty tough”|
bit of country, and how they came |
across a man who comported himself,
like an escajs-d lunatic. This man was’
described to be “as lean as a spring I
bear,” and as preoccupied as "a team |
of oxen turned loose on buffalo grass."
Not noticing the travelers, he went on I
loading and discharging a double-bar-]
relied gun, always aiming at some crev
ice or opening in the rocks, which lay j
in great profusion around. Firmly con
vince 1 that he was a lunatic, the trav
elers determined to treat him as such
—and that was “ mighty civil.” “Good .
day, stranger,” they said. The man
looked up, but said nothing. " Plenty j
o' shoot in' round here, I s'posc. Still j
no answer. “ Why, wliat d'ye find to
kill there ?” was asked, as the man let
off another shot. “ Kill, be blowed !"
said the rnan. “I'm plantin’ wheat. 1
Don’t yc see that all the silo in this
section is between the crack o' ttie
rocks, and I liev to shoot in the see l!"
An exchange says : ‘‘A certain man
got mad 'he e I.t-r an 1 stopped hi.-
paper. i,e next week he sold ail hi.-
corn at lour cents lie! the market
prices; then his property was sold fin |
taxes, bceause he didn’t read the Sher
iff's sales ; he lost ten dollars betting on
Mollie McCarthy two (lays after Ten |
Broeck had won the race; lie was sir- 1
rested and fined eight dollar.-, forgoing
hunting on Sunday, simply because In
didn’t know it was Sunday : and he paid
tdOO for a lot of forged notes that Imd
been advertised two weeks, and the pub
lic cautioned not to negotiate them, lie
paid a big Irishman, with a leg like a
derrii k, to kirk him ull the way to the
newspaper office, when he paid four
years subscription iu advance ami made
the editor sign an agreement to knock
him down and rob him if he ordered liis
paper Stopped again.”
i A man of pluck T!e fowl-stripper.
NEW BURIAL OF SIR JOHN MOORE.
(SnrLin+U /.W/ufr-F*
Not ft tlmm was heard, because tlio
drummer was not feeling very well and
and asked to bLeiteiison, nor a funeral
note of any klitff, ifs hfa crtrpe'to the
ramparts we hurried ; nor a single, soli
tary son-of-a-gui of a ol(fier discliarged
his tarcwell shot o>r the grave where the
remains of the late Mr. More werrde
posiied. Tlie fa re we 11-si art, business w*s
omitted on ureount of the great scarcity
of ammunition. We buried him darkly
at tlm dead of night, and did the last
job we could for him under the ciiruin
stances. Wo could not borrow, hog nor
-teid a jack or shovslm the entire neigh
borhood, and were obliged to turn the
sods with our bayonets, which, ly tlie
way, was the first thing that had !>ccu
turned by said bayonets since we had
been drafted. We did this all by tlie
struggling moon-beams’ misty light, and
the lantern dimly burning, with just
about half enough oil ip it ,und a strip
of an old fianiH’l undershirt tor a wick.
Few and short were the prayers we said,
tlie chaplain being home on a furlough,
and no one within forty miles to take his
place. We spoke not a word of sorrow,
our time being somewhat limited, as the
enemy was not far distant, and advanc
ing with gigantic strides. We thought,
as we hallowed his narrow lied and
smoothed down his lonely pillow with a
canteen, flint the foe and the stranger
would tread o’er his head, and we far
awiiv on the billow ; hut not too far,
however, as tlie onemy outnumbered us
ah*-ut seven to one. Lightly they’ll
talk of the spirit that's gone, and won
der where they can get another tlask
tilled wit It the same, and o'er ii is cold
ashes upbraid him, knowing, of course,
ilist lie is in no condition to defend him
self; hut little they'll reck if they'll let,
him sleep on in a grave where a Briton
has laid him, and not bother him to get
up and a burial permit to ask
him to pay ground rent. \Ve wish herd
;o correct the impression that slowly and
sadly we laid him down from the (1 dd of
his fame fresh and gory. We did no such
riling. Tlie corpse was washed and put
in good shape, and we defy any man to
show that there was a drop of gore about
him. If is true that we carved not a
line ami Wo raised not a stone, because
there was no stone-mason handy w-ho
would do the job at reasonable figure*.
About this time ww heard the distant
random gun that the foe was aullenly
firing, so wo adjourned tlie funeral, left ,
;he deceased alone in Ills glorv. and made
ourselves scarce in that vicinity.
Making it Lively for tlie I’arson.
Daniel Webster had an anecdote of
old Father 8 -arl, the minister of his
(Kjyhood, w hich is too good to be lost.
U was customary then to wear biu-k
--skin breeches in cool weather. T)u
Sunday morning in autumn, FaMier
Searl brought his breeches down from
the garret, but the wasps had taken
possession during the summer, ami
were having n nice time of it in them.
By dint of effort l;c got out the int .u
--di rs and dressed for meeting. But
while reading the Scripture to the con
gregation lie felt a dagger from one of
t lie enraged small waisted fellows, and
jumped a ound the pulpit slapping his
thighs. But tlie more he slapped and
laiieed the more they stung. The peo
ple thought hint crazy, hut he explained
the matter by saying : “Brethren, don’t
he alarmed : the word of the l/rd is
in my mouth, but the devil is in my
breeches!” \V eta ter always told it
with great glee to the ministers.
Good crops ure the results of good
honest days' work, directed by skill.
Salt, will curdle new milk ; lienee in
preparing milk porridge, gravies, ete.,
the salt, should not be added until the
dish is prepared.
An ounce of pulverized borax, put
into a ['inf of Iwiiling water and bottled
for use, will be found invaluable for re
moving grease spots from woolen goods
Two lijtle girls were comparing prog
ress in ( hut cell ism study : “ I have got
to original sin," said one; “llow fa#
have you got?" “ Oil, I’m bcyoml re
demption," said the other.
A blacks tocking, with ayellow snake
coiled around the leg, is the latest nov
elty. Wlitm girls get to wearing these
sto ’kings thousands of men will be
anxious to see snakes.
Of the forty-six sj eakers who have
presided over the past forty-five Con
gresses, the Northern slates have given
hall and the Southern States half. The
State of Ken tacky has been rep a nl
ed *n the Speaker’s chair eight times
and Pennsylvania three.
Tn I mage says : “(rod thought so much
if the ( hinamuii that lie created 300,-
000.000 of them.” Bv the same mode
of reasoning we can infer that lie thought
<o little of Taimage that Jie only cre
ated one of him.—San Jose (Cal.) lltr
ul.l.
Adversity is tlm trial of principle;
without it a man hardly knows whether
lie is honest or not Night brings out
the stars an adversity shows ns truths;
we never see the stars till we can see lit
tle or ought else; an ! thus it is with
truth. When you feel inclined to cry,
just change your mind and laugh. Noth
ing dries sooner than tears.
Loose Dress.—The clothing should be
j loose, and especially with young persons.
1 In the case of young girls nothing should
1 he done to support the spine by stays or
similar contrivances. Her ribs should
i have the fullest piny, and her clothes
he as loose as a hov’s, that every muscle
may have unrestricted au d the
lungs freely expand.