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THE RAILROAD BRIDLE.
About three yours ag my sailor
friend, Harry Moordale, went as pass
bnger in the ship Tempest, bound to
Havre, at “which port he arrived in due
course of time. .
Among Other passengers there was a
beautiful Swiss girl, whose name Harry
learned was Mary Lonne. Her step
was like ayocji, lief teeth were as white
as oL a |ai|v, her voio* re*
wmldW tip tmkliitf of a silver bell
and she had purple-black hair that fell
in rippling masses belww h|r w#ist. (
Mv friend had ventqreH dneeqr twice
to address the and her timid,
modest, half fiigbtened manner seem
ed to an intimate acquaintance.
•She had Informed the voung man, how
ever, that stfjWjj%een to New York to
assist a f<*male cousin' engaged in the
dry goods business ; that soon after her
arrival there her relative had died
largely in debt, whereupon Mary bad
.cdikfljtei U Ntfjrn bomb to her father,
w/10. ill sf>|tq fir >i severe tfltiees, had,
ill accordance' with an jtgreement by
letter, come to Dijon with the old fam
ily coach to wait for her.
Having learned this much, Ilarrv
took a great interest in the girl, and
felt almost bound to act the knight for
one in her lonely, defenseless condition.
When the boat—which, among other
passengers, contained her and him—
struck the landing, Harry politely of
fered to carry the fair one's carpet-bag,
which, containing, besides her clothing,
such
hosiery, etc., efe\, was very heavy.
She thanked him sweet
smile, just raising the'long lashes of
her p&vealing both orbs glis
tening Kke diamonds,
He i6ofv drag and fhe voting
conple entered the diligence,yv-lueh was
to carry them to Paris.
There they finally arrived, ten min
utes too late for that day's train. The
travelers were informed, however, that
there was another train at a station
fifteen miles distant, preparing to start
in five hours.
“Is there no conveyance to the
place ?” queried Harry.
He was answered in the negative by
the ] o'ite olficial.
“ I must go on!" exclaimed Marvi
“My father, 1 am afraid, is very sick.
I must see him as soon as I can,' 1
“ Fifteen miles is a long distance to
walk.” said Harry.
“ Not for me.” answered Mary, smil
ing. “ The Swiss, you know, are great
walkers. I have been brought up to it
almost from infancy.”
As her soft, pleading eyes seemed to
say, “ You must go with me,” Harry
could not yesist the appeal.
They started, moving along the rail
road, for there was no other way.
Whenever they came to a log or a rut.
Harry would extend his hand and ns
sist his pretty companion, when, with a
smile and a shake of the head, she
would leap over the obstruction as
nimbly as a fawn.
They liad proceeded ten miles, when
thev saw the sun go down behind a
range of bine hills in the distance.
The two were moving along a high
bridge raised upon spiles about two
hundred feet from the earth, which be
neath it, was rocky and inundated here
and there by foaming torrents.
Ahead of them the travelers perceiv
ed that for a distance of about one
hundred yards there were no cross
planks between the rails ! Therefore,
in order to traverse this space, Mary
and her companion, must walk upon
the track. Unfortunately, the track
was not very broad, yet a person of
steady balance, capable of maintaining
his self-possession, in spite of the
yawning abyss on each side of him,
might occasionally derive support from
the beam projecting outward several
inches beyond each side of the track,
which was riveted upon it.
Frail support this, however, with
those jagged rocks, two hundred feet
below] ready to receive, the unfortunate
adventurer who should make the slight
est misstep! .
Harry paused, looked at his fair
friend, and shuddered.
*• We had better turn about,” said lie.
“ Are you afraid ?” she softly in
quired. Then, as his cheek glowed
hotly.—“ For my sake, I mean !”
• For your sake ? Yes.”
jVlary amiled.
c j have been on the Alps,” she said,
u following those who hunted on the
fey ruins of precipices for the chamois.
Therefore why should I slni ik now ?
Still Harry hesitated. A rail was
different from the edge of a precipice
and the young man fancied he could
already bear Mary's piercing shriek—
could already see her form cleaving the
ft ir headlong toward those dangerous
rocks beneath.
Meanwhile twilight was gathering;
the crimson hues on the sky were melt
jner away in shadows. The travelers,
inntending to attempt the perilous
crossing, had better do so now while
li<dit enough remained,
"So, said Mary, and her glanoe was
firm her cheek unblanehed as she spoke.
<‘ Uet me go alone,” she continued ;
“then if anything should happen to
me yon will' not feel responsible. Go.
however, I must, for perhaps my father
lies (lying- • bO
- lie breathes his last!
< Come, then,” said Harry. “ Keep
hold of my jacket to support yourself
as we oo ' If I ■boW stumble, how
ever do not hesitate to let go of me.
Otherwise, you, too, will be dragged
clown ?”
Marv silently nodded her head in
token of the two started.
The Hartwell Hun.
Bv BENSON & McGILL.
VOL IV—KO. 40,
'They slowly, carefully and
steadily, until heavy gust of
wind made the girl reel! She stopped,
and while endeavoring to recover her
balance, she saw the dark rocks far be
low, thrilled with terror.
Over, over, ov^f— and fur
ther. She pressed her lips tightly to
gether. She made one Inst superlative
effort, still endeavoring to recover her
balance. An inch further, and that
balance wore lost and slit i
u|wmi those jllhged rocks two hmylhJd
fe(it beneath. Now. however, she rais
ed her left arm, and that saved her.
She slowly regained her upright posi
tion, and they continued their course—
Harry, unable, without certain destruc
tion, to turn his head, and ignorant of
his companion's late narrow escape.
They had only accomplished half
their perilous walk when the night
gloom gathered round them. They
must traverse the rest of the way in
darkness!
“Steadily,” whispered Harrv, en
couragingly, “For Heaven's sake, don't
falter !” .<■;]} f 000
She answered him firmly, “ I will
not.” * and tightened her fioM *of his
At that numiefif they feft ifie rail
quiver beneath them—a sjrange, hum
ming noise was heard. It grew louder
every moment—louder and louder—un
til suddenly a gleam like that of a
blood-shot eye was seen bursting
through the darkness far ahead of them.
“The locomotive!” gasped Mary.
“ Oh, what can we do now ?”
She was right. It was the train
bound to Paris, sweeping along nt full
speed brenthfng thunder, steam and
fire. Nearer mid nearer If came, roar
ing and rattling, with its whistle stream
ing. The rail now shofok so much that
the travelers could scarcely keep their
balance.
What mattered it whether or not?
What power could save them now ?
They were apparently doomed to cer
tain destruction with that fearful train
sweeping toward them !
On, on—nearer, nearer, .nearer !
Heavens ! it was soon less than three
miles distant!
The young people stood -still. Each
yowld hearJhe -healing of tlj •ther's
heart, for Mary’s arms now were around
Harry’s waist.
Ahead of them an approaching loco
motive ; on each side of them a yawn
ing abyss; their only support a slen
der rail! All hope died from their
hearts!
“We must prepare!” gasped the
girl. “We must die ! God help us !”
“Oh !” murmured Harry, sudrlenlv.
“ if I only hail a rope, I might possibly
do something to save us !”
“A rope? Thank heaven! there is
one in ray carpet-bag—a line upon
which my cousin used to hang her
hosiery !”
As quickly as his situation would
permit, Harry unslung from his neck
the carpet-bag, and, opening it, took
out the rope, which was quite long and
about as thick as a clothes line. One
end of this he fastened around Mary’s
breast, just beneath the armpits ; the
other end, by carefully stooping upon
bis knees, lie contrived to reeve through
and fasten in one of the holes between
the timber and the rail.
The train was now less than a tnile
distant! In one minute it would reach
the spot occupied by the imperiled
travelers ! On it came booming along,
while the rail shook as if going to
pieces. Steam, thunder, fire and smoke !
“ God help us !” screamed Mary.
The next moment she felt a sudden
jerk, and become aware that she was
dangling in mid-air beneath the rail.
Her heart almost leaped to her
throat. A long dark object swept
above her, crashing, rattling, thunder
ing. It was the train !
“All right!” said an encouraging
voice, as the cars disappeared in the
darkness. “ Thank God !”
She looked up and saw’ Harry cling
ing to the upper part of the rope.
He swung himself quickly to the rail
and carefully drew her up. Then, with
the help of the rope, the two were en
abled to walk the rest of the rail with
more ease than before.
Soon they were out of all danger,
when, with streaming eyes, Mary fell
on her knees and thanked God for her
and her companion’s preservation.
They reached the Dijon train in good
time, and subsequently arrived at
Mary's place of destination in safety.
The girl found her father dying, but
be lived long enough to give her his
parting blessing. Harrv, now feeling
that she needed a protector more than
ever, proposed, after remaining six
weeks at Dijon, to make her his wife.
She consented ; they were married ;
he brought his bride to the United
States; they are now living happy and
contented in a pleasant home near Har
lem, New York, within hearing of the
steam trains.
Need I add that they never hear the
thunder noise of the approaching cars
without thinking of that night of peril
on the rail ?
HARTWELL. GA„ WEDNESDAY. JUNE ’•>, 1880.
That Boy.
The other day a lady accompanied
by her son. a very small boy, boarded
a train at Little Itock. The woman
had a careworn expression hanging
over her face like a tattered vail, and
many of the rapid questions asked by
the boy were answered by unconscious
sighs;''
‘‘ Ma,” said the boy, “ that man’s
like a baby, ain't lie?” pointing to a
I wild-headed man sitting just in front
of them.
“ Hush.”
“ Why must I hush ?”
After a moments silence, “Ma,
wbat's the matter with that man’s
head ?”
“ 11fish, I tell you. lie's bald.”
“ What’s bald ?”
•• His head hasn't got any liairon it?”
“ Did it come otf ?"
“ I guess so.”
“ Will mine come off ?”
“ Sometime, may be.”
“ Then I'll be bald, won't I?”
“ Yes.”
“ Will you care ?”
“ Don't so ninny questions.”
After another silence the boy ex
claimed :
“Mil, look at that fly on that man’s
head.”
“If you don’t lnish I’ll whip you
when we get home.”
“ Look ! There’s another fly. Look
at 'em fight!—look at ’em !”
‘■Madam,” said the man. putting
aside a newspaper and looking around,
“ what's the matter with that young
hyena?”
The woman blushed, stammered out
something and attempted to smooth
back the boy’s hair.
•• One fly, two fly, three flies,” said
the boy innocently, following with his
eve* a basket of oranges carried by
the newsboy. •
“ Here yon young hedge hog," said
the bald-beaded man, if you don’t
hush I'll have the conductor put you off
the train.”
The poor woman, not knowing what
else to do, boxed the boy’s ears and
then gave him an orange to keep him
from crying.
“Ma, have I got marks on ray
-head - -i t
“ I'll slap you if yon don’t hush ?”
“Bov,” said the man, “ if you’ll keep
quiet I’ll give you a quarter.”
The boy promised and the money
was paid over.
“ The man took up bis paper and re
sumed reading.
“ This is mv bald-head money,” said
the hoy. “ When I get bald-headed
I’m going to give boys money. Mister,
have all bald headed men got money ?”
The annoyed man threw down his
paper, arose and exclaimed : “ Madam,
hereafter when you travel leave that
voting gorilla at home. Hitherto I
always thought that the old prophet
was very cruel for calling the she bears
to kill children for making sport of his
head, Imt now I am forced to believe
that he did a Christian act. If your
hoy had been in the. erowl lie would’ve
died first. If I can’t find another seat
on this train I’ll ride on the cowcatcher
rather than remain here.”
“The bald headed man is gone to
hunt some hair, aint he, ma?”
The woman leaned back and blew a
tired sigh from her lips.
Colored Justice.
Little Rock Gazette.
Several days ago a white man was
arraigned before a colored justice, down
the country, on the charge of killing a
man and stealing a mule.
“Wall,” said the justice, “de facks
in dis case shell be weighed wid care
fulness, an’ ef I hangs yer taint no
fault oh mine.”
“Judge you have no jurisdiction only
to examine me.”
“ Dat sorter work ’long ter de raig
lar justice, but yer see Use been put on
a special. A special has de right ter
make a rnouf at de Supreme Court ef
he chuses ter.”
“ Do the best for me you can Judge.”
“ Dat’s what Use gwinter do. I’se
got two different kinds of law in dis
court, de Arkansaw and de Texas law.
I generally give a man de right to chuse
fur hisself. Now what law does yer
want; de Texas or de Arkansaw.”
“I believe I’ll take the Arkansas.”
“ Wall, in dat case I'll dismiss yer
fur stealin’ de mule—”
“Thank you Judge.”
“And hang yer fur killin’ de man.”
“ I believe, Judge, that I'll take the
Texas.”
“ Wall, in dat case I’ll dismiss yer
fur killin’ de man—”
“ You have a good heart, Judge.”
“And hang yer fur stealin’ de mule.
I'll jist take de casion heah ter re
mark dat de only difference ’tween de
two laws is de way- you state de case.”
—
“ Jane,” said a fond mother, stick
ing her head out of the bedroom door,”
it is 11 o’clock. Tell the young man
to please shut the door from the out
side.”
An exchange casually remarks,
' “ Better late than hardlv ever.’.
Devoted to Hart County.
Eloping Eii l>ehalille.
The neighborhood of Elizabeth Citv.
|N. is in a state of great excitement
over the recent elopement and marriage
of a gushing young couple, Jonathan
Ivy and Florence Key mark. The
young lady’s parents did not approve of
young Ivy’s advances, and forbade him
their house. The lovers, however, man
aged to meet clandestinely, and had
made up their minds to an elopement,
which was to have occurred one night.
Old man Seymark, by some means or
other, got wind of the proposed escapade
and went gunning that day for Jonathan.
Coming up with the gay young lover lie
blazed away nt him, shooting him in
the shoulder, and inflicting a painful
but not dangerous wound. Florence
was overwhelmed with grief by her
father’s hastv conduct, but her passion
Jor her wounded lover was intensified a
thousand fold. She sent him a letter
telling him she would fly with him that
night if lie would come for her. So that
night young Ivy put in an appearance
with n close carriage about 1 o’clock.
Miss Florence was in a terrible dilemma,
for her cruel parents’ to insure against
any escapade, had not only locked the
girl into her room, but had also taken
away almost all her clothing. But she
was not to be baffled. She made a rope
out of the sheets of her lied and let her
j self down to the ground, with no other
! garment but a night-dress. She told
the coachman to “ look the other way,”
| and after her lover had helped her into
, the carriage and covered her with the
carriage robes, she made him sit on the
box with the coachman. They drove
to the house of a friend, where Florence
was attired in proper garments, and
then proceeded to the house of a sympa
thizing preacher, where the lovers were
speedily joined in wedlock.
(Jreeley on Lawyers.
“ Mr. Greeley,” says Partridge, “ this
is Mr. Denslow, a young attorney.”
Greeley uttered a short grunt of recog
nition} but diil not even look around. I.
embarrassed, shrunk under one corner
and took a chair. lie went on nround
the room looking at picture and what
noL aj*d iu about five minutes, when his
bn<*k utfrred'tm tfitrimd I thought
he had forgotten me, he suddenly, w ith
out looking at me, said ; “ Hem ! so
you’re an attorney, are you?” I con
fessed it. “ I Late lawyers!” he ex
claimed emphatically. “I hate law
yers; they do more mischief than their
heads are wiyth !”
“ I suppose they area necessary evil,”
I suggested deprecating!y.
“ Wholly unnecessary,” lie insisted.
“ I suppose you will acknowledge,”
I said, “ that they promote good order
and remove impediments to good gov
ernment.”
“Just the contrary! just the con
trary !” he squeaked, in his odd falsetto,
“ they cause disorder, and they are the
chief obstacles to good government.”
I thought the man was crazy. “ Per
haps you will tell me,” I suggested,
“ how debts would be collected without
lawyers?”
“ Don’t want ’em collected ! don’t
want’em collected,” he squeaked ; “If
A lets B. have his property without
payment, I don’t see why C. I). E. and
all the rest of the alphabet should he
called upon as police officers to get it
hack ! No debts should he collected lv
law! It’s monstrous ! Let ;fman trust
another man at his own risk. Even a
gambler pays his debts that he isn’t
legally obliged to pay, and calls them
debts of honor, but men will put their
property out of their hands to prevent
the legal collection of their grocery ac
count. Abolish all laws for the collec
tion of debts, and that would abolish
most of you lawyers.”
Ladies About to Marry.
Li marrying, make your own match ;
do not marry any man to get rid of him,
or to save him. The man who would
go to destruction without you will quite
as likely go with you, and perhaps drag
you along. Do not marry in haste lest
you repent at leisure; do not marry for
a home and a living, when by taking
care of your health you can he strong
enough to earn vour own living. I)o
not let aunts, fathers, or mothers sell
you for money or a positition into bon
dage, tears, and lifelong misery, which
you alone must endure. Do not place
vourself habitually in the society of a
suitor until you have decided the ques
tion of marriage; human wills arc
weak. and people ofteu become bewil
dered, and do not know their error un
til it is too late. Get away from their
influence, settle your head, and make
up your mind aloue. A promise may
be made in a moment of sympathy, or
even half delirious ecstasy, which must
lie redeemed through years of sorrow,
toil and pain.
The colored Jubilee Singers can not
i obtain hotel accommodations in Radical
i Pennsylvania ou account of their color,
i and yet half of that State supports
Blaine, who has waved the “ bloody
1 shirt” till his arms ache and lias shout
ed himself hoarse over the color line in
81.50 Per Annum.
the South. An usual, Northern sympa
thy is expressed tor the “poor colored
man ' South: hut alove Mason and
Dixon's line tin* same “poor colored
man ”is nothing hut a <l—<l uigger."
The Virtues of Mullein.
'the Boise City He pit h I icon says mul
lein smoked in it pipe will a ways relieve
catarrh, and patiently eontinucd will
effect a permanent cure. It also has
tht> following, which may lie worth some
thing to the afflicted :
'• 1 have discovered a remedy for con
sumption. It has cured a number of
eases after they had begun bleeding at
the lungs, and the hectic Hush was al
ready on their cheek. Alter Irving this
remedy to my own satisfaction. 1 have
thought philanthropy required that 1
should let it he known to the world. It
is common mullein, steeped and sweet
ened with sugar and drank freely.
Young or old plants ate good, dried in
the shade and kept in clean hags. The
medicine must be continued from three
to six months, according to the nature
of the disease. It, is good for the blood
vessels also. It strengthens and builds
up tilie system. It makes goo 1 blood,
and takes away inflammation from the
lungs. It is the wish of the w rit er that
every publication in the United States
Canada, and Kuropo should publish
tills recipe for the benefit of the human
family.”
In Russia, a few years ago, a mullein
plant was received, and it was consid
ered a great curiosity. They called it
the “American velvet plant.”
Enemies.
Have you enemies? (,!o straight on,
and mind them not. If they block up
your path, walk around them, and do
your duty regardless of their spite. A
man who has no enemies is seldom
good tor anything ; lie is made of that
kind of material which is so i asily
worked that every one lias a hand In it.
A sterling character—one who thinks
for himself, and speaks what ho thinks
—is always sure to have enemies.
They are as necessary to him as fresh
air; they keep hint alive and active.
A celebrated character, who was sur
rounde'Htv enemies, used to remark:
[“They are sparks, which, if you do not
blow, will go out of themselves.” Let
this he your feeling while endeavoring
to live down the scandal of those who
are bitter against you. If you stop to
dispute, you do but tts they desire, and
open the way for more abuse. Let the
poor fellows talk ; there will be a reac
tion if you but perform your duty, and
hundreds who were once alienated from
you will flock to yon and acknowledge
their error.
Diphtheria.—A Disc over} - , lVrliapy.
A Minnesota letter to the Salem < a
zettesays: “ Cj,u : to a discovery in the
treatment of diphtheria has hern made
here. A young man. whose arm had
been amputated, was attacked by diph
theria before healing took place and in
stead of the matter incident to that dis
ease being deposited in the throat the
greater portion appeared on the wound
ed arm, and the diphtheria was very
light and easily managed. Dr. Davis,
of Mankato, profited by this, and in his
next case of diphtheria blistered hi pa
tient's chest, and on this bli>'Teil put
the chief deposits appeared. This was
also an-easy ease of the disease. Tin*
theory of Dr. Davis is that diphtheria
usually appears in the throat because
of the thinness of the lining of the
throat, lienee when the blister breaks
the skin upon any part of the body the
disease appears there.”
II u morons.
The other day T. G. met an old
friend, who was formerly a prosperous
young lumberman up north, but whose
bad lirdrits of drinking resulted as they
often do, though he has since reformed
and is trying to do better. "How are
you?” said T. (\. “ Pretty well, thank
you ; hut I have just been to a doctor
to get him to look at my throat.” “\V by,
what’s the matter?” “Well, the doc
tor couldn’t find what 1 wanted him to
find.” “ What did you expect him to
find?” “1 asked him to look down my
throat for the saw mill and farm that
had gone down there.” “And did lie
see anything of it?” “ No. but he ad
vised me, if ever I got another mill, to
run it by wafer.”
m • wm -
Phonograph: The famous novelist,
Marian Evans, called Mrs. I.ewes, but
better known as “ George Eliot,” lias
been married in England to a Mr. Cross,
an agent of an American banking
house. She has made a fortune from
the proceeds of her various works.
Hixty is certainly quite old for a mar
riage, hut she can atf'ord it as she is,
able to bear the Cross.
“It is said that the male wasp does
not sting.” But as a male and female
wasp wear the same kind of polonaise,
and look as much alike as twins, the
only way to distinguish their sex is to
catch one and examine its arsenal. If
it stings you it,4s a femaie ;if not, it is
a gentleman wasp.
WHOLE NO. 1%.
A LIVELY ANECDOTE.
Hob T'M.iii tia mill .Senator Horlou of In
ilHiin.
I have heard General Robert Toombs
tell a good story that will he.tr repeti
tion, and illustrating his |teculiar and
exceptional feeling of alleged hostility
to the Federal Government. In his
lively moods the General is a gooil story
teller, and has a great fund of apt ones
that he can use effectively.
He said he was in Washington, and
dined with the late famous Senator Mor
ton, of Indiana, the great leader of the
Republican party. This was since the
war. and the subject of amnesty was dis
cussed, and Morton urged Toombs to
make his application for the removal of
his disabilities. Toombs says he replied
to him that he would illustrate his posi
tion in this amnesty matter by an anec
dote of an old fellow that lived in Geor
gia, named lVavy. In his settlement
there was nn old maid named Miss
Rachel, who had a squint in one of her
eyes, and as she was nn acrimonious old
spinster, of sharp tongue, and quarreled
good deal, the mij erst it ions in rhe neigh
borhood got up the story upon her thnt
she possessed an “evil eve,” and that
said “evil eve” did ago >d deal of dam
age in making stork die, and children
sick and misfortunes happen to people.
Old l’eavv especially disliked the old
maid, and believed religiously in Iter
evil eye. lie had one of his cattle die
when she was about his house, and the
flmp got outraged, anti telling bey she
had done him enough harm and it had
to stop, he kicked her out of his house.
The enraged spinster brought the matter
before their church, of which both were
members, and nearly every Saturday
for n year the Church Council had this
remarkable ease fir trial. This, of
course, did not make old Heavy any
better disposed to Miss Rachel. Heavy
wi r a good churchman in the main, and
a liberal fellow, and his church did not
want to lose him. So, < fPirt was made
time and again to make him express re
gret and emit itioii for what lie lmd
done, and they would forgive him and
drop the matter. But Heavy was inex
orable, and the more the thing was
pressed the more implacable old Heavy
became, and the more he hated the evil
eve spinister for her apparent persecu
tion of him.
At length one good old brother
wrought upon hint so effectually by
'almost appeals that he got him to con
sent to get uptuid use the, simple expres
sion that he was “sorry,” without say
ing what Ire was sorry for, or using any
further explanations. It was difficult to
get him to go even this far, but he final
ly consented. And he did get up, and
ii a peculiar snappy and curt wav he
said the single words, “ I am sorry.”
The preaefu r was a venerable, pious
brother named Mercer, and was not al
logether Riftisfc’d with the mitnnor nor
dm words of old brother Heavy, so he
told him with great solemnity that he
felt it his duty to ask brother Heavy
what sort of sorrow he felt for his un
christian action, and desired to know if
it was such Godly sorrow as a child of
the church like him should fepl and ex
press. This knocked the fat in the lire.
The brother who had induced old Heavy
to say he was sorry groaned in spirit
over the unreasonable severity of Par
-on Mercer. Old Heavy's last scrap of
patience was gone, and the repressed fire
of the old man broke out ungovernably.
Looking around defiantly, he shot out
the words that he wished to put the
church upon m lice that he was going to
do what he hadn’t done in forty years,
since he first joined the church. He
was going to curse. At this the woman
screamed out in horror, and begged'
him not to do it. Unmoved, old Heavy
turned to the preacher, Mercer, and
with indescribable emphasis, said :
“ I’ll tell you what lam sorry for. I
am sorry 1 didn't break her old
neck, her!” and stalked out
of the church in a roaring fury. And
it is said the old fellow from that day
couldn't find curses enough to heap on
his once beloved church, and finally
died an incurable swearer.
Toombs tohl .Morton that old Peavy'a
sorrow in connection ivith the old woman
was his sort of sorrow for the Federal
Government. Senator Morton and his
companions broke into u storm of laugh
ter, and General Toombs said that Sen
ator Morton told him if he would make
ns application for pardon and let him
tell that story as coming Irom Toombs,
as illustrating his repentance, he would
guarantee that every Republican Sena
tor would vote for his amnesty-
Toombs liked Morton very much,
and speaks of him with great kindness.
A stranger lately arrived in Lead
ville, Colorado, in eating a plate of
hash at a restaurant, being very him- -
gry, neglected to chew it properly and
swallowed a large coat-button They
doctored him for pneumonia three days
before he was able to explain. Then
they fed him a big buttonhole tied to a
string and fished it out in no time, lie
now strains all his hash through a cane
bottomed chair very carefully before
eating.
A capital anecdote is told of a little
fellow who in turning over the leaves of
a scrap-book came across the well
known picture of some chickens just
out of their shell. “My c ompanion ex
amined the picture carefully, and then,
with a grave sagacious look at me slow
ly remarked, “Theycame out 'costhey
was afraid of being boiled.”
A young lady, just home from board
ing-school, on being told by the servant
that they had no gooseberries, exclaim
ed : “ Why. what has happened to the
goose?"