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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.