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COUNI ❖ « a 9 <> 7 ) “Our Ambition is to make a Yeracious Work, Reliable in its Candid in its Conclusions, and Just in its Views. VOL. ]. It is estimated that pension attorneys and pension claim agents have absorbe j about one hundred million dollars of the money paid as pensions since the Civil War. Now that Daniel Pratt is dead, Air. Frank Vincent, Jr., the author of “The i.Snd of the White Elephant,” may very ptdperiy bh balled the last great American traveler. Within the eleven years lie lias traveled 205,000 miles, and the records of his outings are contained in a dozen books of adventure and dis- The latest London novelty is the utili zation of the drop-a-n'ckel-iu the-slot machine to tho purposes of insurance. A company has been organized, to be known as the Automatic Accident In surance Box Company, and its object is stated to be “to provide the public witli n ready means of obtaining an insurance for twenty-four hours against death aris ing from Occidents of every description by simply placing a penny in tiie slot of a box. Some idea of the scaic of the tunnel operations under the bed of the Harlem lliver, in connection with the new Cro ton aequeduct, may be formed from the fact that the shaft which has been sunk on the northerly bank of the river to meet the mouth of the tunnel is 426 feet in depth—more than the length of two city’hlocks. Itis 80x17 feet in length and breadth, with two elevators running day and night, each capable of accommodat ing twenty men. Excavation is going on at tho rate of nine feet per day. So far the tunnel has progressed 550 feet into the bed of the river. The distance to be completed is 1,300 feet. The tun nel is lighted by electricity from s dynamo above ground. The savage King of the Metabele, in South Africa, has probably never heard of the game laws of civilized nations’, but it has occurred to him that some * 7 “ ”• d “ •” -™"» elephants from utter extermination, and he has set about the task, He has issued an order that white men be no longer allowed to hunt the elephant in his large territory. He says the Dutch and English hunters have left very few elephants alive, and that he ™iii permit the noble animals to be hunted again until they have largely increased in number. The ivory trade South of Zambesi'is no longer profitable, hccause so few elephants fall in the way of huntera. No part of Africa is now rich in ivory except the unhunted region of the Congo basin. In 1870 the census returns showed that the residence and business real estate in the Unite! States was valued at $ 0 , 881,000,000, and it is reasonably certain from the jirogress made since that date it has increased fully one-fifth, amount ing in 1887 to $12,000,000,000. Tire railroads of the country in 1880 were valued at $5,500,000,000, and taking $50,000 as the average per mile of build ing and equipping, there have been con structed since then enough miles of rail way to cost *2,700,000,000. That is in seven years half as much has been ex pended in railroad building as in all the previous years, from the time when Stephenson’s invention wa 3 first utilized. The out-put of coal has been increased from 70,000,000 tons in 1880 to 100,000, 000 tons in 1886, an advance of 50 per cent. The production of copper has more than doubled, and that of iron ore and its products, iron and steel, has been largely increased. The New York Times thus editorially summarizes . recent ...... results of the use of , the deadly car stove: Reports of rail road accidents show that the car stove is still used and still finds victims A west-bound . , , passenger tram . outlie . r Lmon . Pacific Road was struck by a following freight and two of its cars were tele scoped etopca. Both isotii were were burned uurnca bv by fire me from irom be coal stoves which they carried. ‘A1 tee injured were removed before tbe Games could reach them, except a boy three ivrly years TL old ’,! who was Tv held in the a reck and burned to death. , A A passen- 4e r tram on the Chester and Lenoir Road fell through a trestle at Hickory, N. C. “The cars took fire and were con- 3 umed ’ ” No * one was ‘ burned to death ’ . several seriously . . * persons were in jured. . A car containing immigrants became detached frem a train on the Southern Pacific, ’ near Sumner, ’ Cal., . . alterwarcl , rolled down embank nu an ment. “The stove was overturned,” says the report, “and the car caught fire. Instantly everythino T “ was in a blaze The e rtl.ed passengers tried • to e-scape, but , several were fatally hurt and others severely burned.” The cars of the train whieh were wrecked at Bradford, Mass.. heated by steam. . Tf If the, a, la con - tained the old coal stoves the list of the ne*d would have been longer. OKAYS STATION, GEORGIA, SATlAY, MARCH I f 1888 . , IN EMBRYO. The egg in the shallow brown nest— How lifeless, how pale to the eye! How long it is pressed to tho mother’s breast, warm And kept from the shafts of the sky] \ et listen, my sweet, O listen, my sweet, And think on tho changes that fall, I or a. heart is beginning to tremble and beat Close under tho delicate wall! A bird is astir ill the nest— The creature of sunshine and day; How little and weak, with its wide yellow beak, Its body all naked and gray! listen, my dear, Oil listen, my dear, And think on the chances that fall, For tho carois of summer are joyful to hear And Hope is the ruler of all! As magic is wrought in the nest, r lhe night is And pursued by the mom, surely at last from the walls of tho past a he life of the fut ure is born. Then listen, my sweet, Oh listen, my sweet, Ami think on the changes that fall, For the heart of the morrow will quicken and beat, And burst into being for all! —Dora Head Gooda!c,in Young People. LAUNCE. Tint last ray from the sett,,,. fa-cot l.aunce, the boat-house keeper, as he sat on the edge of the long plat’ foim, withhtsfishmg-lme dropped in the wa The tf- sad , look in Ids smouldering eyes did not bespeak dark his much enjoyment of occupation. As ho jerked his line IT- - * sirt '‘ ,is "* «* “ What success, Launce? enough yet ? You Have von once, for the supper must bring them at must not be de £aK a SWeet b,,t imperative voice t!le consequence be so terri ^ e ! Count Von Bruner should not . £ s , su W' r as , 80011 as lie should want the basket of fish. get »i a jE5h!r“a». nsliTxme m riisUIroat,” jsxwK.mil said Launce, with a half cynical laugh, as he held the basket toward her. When she reached to take it he caught her small hand in his, and pressed a kiss upon it. The girl’s face grew crimson with anger. She snatched her hand away, uttering with vehemence: “IIow dare you, presumptuous fel “A our words are true, Gretchen. It is presemptuous for me to love you; jet I cannot help doing so. I will not again offend you.” lie put tho basket down at her feet and looked regretfully at the beautiful face, transformed with anger and wounded pride. “If 1 tell Aunt Wilmine of this she will calling send you away and immediately. has She is me now. no doubt witnessed your bold a-.t. How can I ever forgive you?” she said with increas ing anger. forgive “ You will _ me sometime, Gretchen. 'Tell your aunt I am going away to save her the trouble of sending me. Dutch Jans can take my place. lie can fill it better than I.” He watched her with his dark sad eyes, as she went silently away, her step less light than when she had come a mo ment before; then lie went into his little room, which was a part of the boathouse, his and prepared his simple meal, us was custom. Au hour later, seated at his small win dow, he watched Gretchen and the wealthy Count Yon of iiowers. Bruner strolling With through parterres jealousy, he the a feeling akin the to saw Count pluck rarest ruse to place in her golden hair, as if he were already master of “land and lady. ’ which lie fondly ,j iioped * to be, it the fair ladv wou t t j le 8uit he came to plead -with her ambitious aunt. Launce sat looking at the great man sion long alter Gretchen and the Count had f gone in. The lights £- from the arched wia( ows shone t ough the ]a(;e cur . tains, and Gretclien’s pure, rich voice floated across the distance in that, pas sionnte song: ,,° “Thou art so near and y bictclien’s song ceased. Suddenly, Launce aroused himself. lie went into a small inner-room, and took from a peg °n the wall an old leathern bag, then— having |j. lighted a candle-sat <lown to exam c q tg coutent8 . There was but Rttie to look at: an old, worn violin, that had been his father’s, and a large wallet filled with old letters written in Italian, Launce looked eagerly among them until he came to one not quite had so yellow passed qjje others. Five years gince he placed this letter in the old wal lot. The remembrance of it had faded year by year,until it seemed like a vague dream. Something rccallecfmore within his henit to-night had vividly the memory of the time when his father lay dying, and had given him this letter, telling him when I.eshould be ail alone in the world [)o , )g t j le i etfur directed him. Launce was too young at that time to do more than earn a scant livelihood; but he was now seventeen, and lie re nroachert himself that the command of ' father that him might family be and IIieins 0 f restoring father had to lost title, which his ''a‘;'i!'r S-had 80 lou ” been disrc ‘ timeVbf Up Qtnriirt/i l! 4.1 th ° i 1 ® ax tter olosoly , fora long a«'“£ '*• “ u, ° t .inc. it. rtrbg. 1 hiS f ; l,h, '.V l0 in hissad When almn they hev were together. 111 siri: room irjsrsirtc gibbous moon hung high above the .H.e;r,arisi,s:,SKs hat .seemed to from come some strange a»£rsL&* And vi ” t, “' oX'Xh.” what n l' , 3 ih T' ® Ue i st,tm,s ;r ,a dj lllore i ” i - i ’ Now I A «, those strains! , ' filled witli love, again with passion moonn'T;'’ r ! lt Vi th( 0y ? n fl01lt wafted r\ < ' through ,livor in the the ° ’ > "*"*** in a 8UbHmC The swaying vines touch her soft cheek wh,«! k “* *** She kept thinking of Launce, who had area to say lie loved he,-who had -IXS^lnaS w ® she not already lorgiven! r f !‘ tclle 0 , " strilM w » s 1 )osllI tal g herself died away, in wild, and improbable a ed b fancy, in which she was ' °,°, X one whom she loved, who was o b] e and high-born, but who had eyes J‘he Launce s, in whose passionase depths Launce? ami SS35 JS2J& mm-? She forgot all her sympathy for felt him, and, her old pride returning, she angry as siie realized that he was cotntng feared directly under her window. She to ask why lie was there lest somebody back should hear her. She drew in the shadow of the room. “ Farewell, Carissima, until we meet again! came in low, sad tones to her ^ sstessft iHUSISSli isiswew breakfast, the usual basket of fish for and forthwith installed Dutch Jans in ids place ; but she was more angry at Gretclien’s refusal that day of the Count’s offer of marriage. Stic had cherished the fond hope of seeing her niece a countess. Her grand scheme had been successful; the prize was within her grasp. Thus rudely to have the enchanting dream dispelled was more than her ambitious heart could bear witli fortitude. She stormed and threatened, to no purpose. Gretchen was firm in her decision, “Marry the Count yourself, Aunt Wilmine,” she said. “I am sure you arc quite young enough for him. married.” As for myself, 1 do not wisli to be “I shall send you back to the convent, Gretchen, until you can act with reason and give a favorable answer to the Count,” declared her irate aunt, with tears of vexation filling her eyes. Wilmine’s This decision of Aunt seemed to allay the anger and mortifica tion of the Couut, who went away with the understanding that he should be notified of any change in Gretclien’s sentiments towards him. The prospect of returning to the eon vent which had been a sweet, peaceful home to Greehten for so many years,was not very appalling as a punishment. She looked forward to the event with much greater calmness than to the thought of becoming the bride of Count Von Bruner. 'l’lie decree of banishment being nn alterable, Gretchen went back to St. Ursula's, there to remain a prisoner un til her acquiesoncc in her aunt’s plans should set her free. When, a week later, she wrote that she had entered on a course of music that would require five acknowledged years to com- her plete, Aunt Wilmine self checkmated. - - * * * The summer guests at Wiesbaden were 1(i astflte of delightful expectation over the announcement that the wonder fulyoung violinist, that Count Cellini,would give a concert had been at place of There a number new ar rivals at 1 he spacious Hotel dc I’Europe, and the younger ladies were on the qui vive to discover which was the famous musician who, rumor said, belonged to one of the first families of Italy,and had inherited immense wealth from a de ceased relative. The guests were assembled for supper at the grand the table farther d'hote. A portly matron at end is no less a personage than Aunt Wilmine. and bc side her the fair Gretchen, somewhat older than when last we saw her, but with a matured loveliness that far ex ceeds her girlish beauty They have spent a year in travel since Gretchen was released from the convent. Count Von Bruner, seated ou Aunt Wilmine’s right, with a surviving them hope still in his heart, has A joined at seated Weisbaden. almost opposite young man to Gretchen, and who was unmistakably Italian, was the target for many bright arid furtive glances. His gaze was re petitedly fixed upon Gretchen, who seemed entirely oblivious of his presence, As he rose to leave the table their met. | At the concert that night their mot againe was in reality the §rt}afc music vi.jlift hen lie plajctl strains the seerecall those sad herself, . < 3S&&&33£ "hat is older and she wiser, husband.fre mushe propriety of choosing a should she find one srsD-*"* ~ They home in the afternoon, sight »£2g*tztzx of henaunts and clamber , sr* up a * ta T1 'e Counnving ingeitieet at hot view. “?«l.p~.»t;o,e,,,a.t,.«m.e,. Noting her in her room, Aunt Wihmnriied from the servants th:U hadefor a walk. Thinking iropitious time to follow EffiS Ldlo’.S ^’‘th^Oount took her spoken thinkingofLceandhis'last “Farewell, low words, uudem- windows: iiStS, mountain in s«h of her favorite wild fiower-the imtaiu pink. Presentlv tljere shspied a bunch, but un fortunately in a spot amost in accessible-,>a teep slope directly over the lake, wheia false step would pre eipitate her ir its deep waters. Her foothokl, biok^oJe and fell regaining into the Jake, leaving ° Jr no hope ‘ of her safety. .lust at tin, moment she saw the Count, who wa til; seekin^ her to lav Ids love and a at her feet. Calling loudly to him 1 save her, she clung to her fniil supom with reviving hope. love The Couut, Wio seemed born for making instead distance, of heroic <lecds, ran to the house for leaving Gretch en, with fast falling strength, hanging in extreme peril. “Courage! brave girl; I will save you. 1 vvitlr rbldJiuiijj-V saw,;- » e rrm, . ,,A. -ii-../cvt .ceent. In a moment the owner of the voice had (lie boat from the boat house, and with swift strokes was soon near the spot where Gretchen hung. “Now jump into the lake; do not fear. It is your only way of escape.” Gretchen obeyed the voice that, corn mandbd her. and sank into the dark water. The next moment she came tc the surface, and was lifted into tlie boat by her brave rescuer. .She was uncon scious, and Launce was excusable if lie kissed the face of the woman he loved. The Count, having by this time re turned with Dutch .Inn-:, took in the situation at once, and, feeling that lie would ho out of place in the presence oi tiie man who had saved Gretchen from a death to whielr his cowardice had left her, he hastened to the house, took his portmanteau, and, without a word to anyone, left the place. When Gretchen recovered conscious ness and looked upon her preserver, she said: “You are Count Cellini, the great musician whom 1 met at Weisbaden?” “I'am,” he replied, “blit I have another title by which you may better remember me; Launce! and I have come back for your forgiveness for the offence I gave you six years ago.” forgive “Oh, l.aunce! yon had my nest the night you went away.” “Now I want something more, Gret clien—I want your love.” “I think I gave you that with the for. giveness, Launce.”— N<-.w Yo-k C’lyper. The Color of Hie Sen. Artists , , always , seem at , a loss , to , deal , ^ who'please the ; public. •/ Frofessor Tyndall ,,, , ,,, has come to their aid. He u re cognizes three principal hues in the sea particles waves - blue, held green m the water and^ye act ow. as minute » o- n murors rejecting the liglit which pene “ ,be h 'l uld ; ! 1,0 wb,ch ar,i out, filler having traversed °nly , a “ ll11 stratum of water, preserve then yellow attenuated parts; but if the reflections and are tbe water appears green; if they do not exist at all the sea being ‘-Tear and free irom muddy miitteis, tne color is deep blue, in an indigo sea the crest the waves will appear green on a«- 01lnt of la< * of thicknc*. Sea ’weed, unimalcuhe and other local .or itc eidcntai causes may have much influence 011 the color ol the water. Court Journal. Needless Raisins. “What is a ‘seedless’ raisin, and how is it producedwas asked of an im porter of fruits. “The next time you eat a piece of mince pie,” ho replied, “you will find the seedless raisin in it, if the ‘meat’ lias been properly made. It is a smallish, cream-colored fruit, about the an unbroken size of a gooseberry, skin. It comes and from is used Smyrna, with and is called the ‘Sultana.’ It is grown seedless, simjily by arrest ng one of tin laws of nature. When the grape is about half ripe the end of the vine is bent and buried in the ground. This prevents the formation of seld and the full de the velopment and of the fruit, but it flavor.”— ripens all same, lias al delicious Philadelphia Timet, Interesting Facts About the Ocean. .. .. louf iuectin tf of tho Roy*il f vdinb U r<»h J)r John Murray o“ >;»““•>a* w. ^ rr ; “ ‘depth ?b TDumltliiit t I*e momn cpt n oj o area ba 'ing' s $&■ ’ ssk • s i8 fathoms or nearly r s , almveg. •* In * it heightof the liry hind ^ area or n '**5^? V°M imv the ‘Hnnstiomd - ^J*»gSS^S5SL* : ' tl 11,0 .'(I’lj.ulfti mtiyVhreu uii’les'be. mw me average n -,,, or occupies 1 ’ ’ ‘ 1 ' f the in c tr . mluional . area 0 condi- of the “ ... u r varied hi .raped to light, heat, currents « 33. »•.■> n;»f. vaiuous paits deposits o tieRg 1 " 11 mow - icspect^ VCS pects .The nr. n K}-« teinperatue l r. d jmmt, w.thann."•‘‘.’nhero not cxee mg 7 degrees v . 11 bei.,« f no sunlight. 01 l’; '- 1 ^'^ . kl aiiundauce of annual 1 thoforms M 01 !' ’.hi ^ ^ smulai, „ m i I those of shallowei .icnosits which accumu B8»3gjf " rf »*•■»' >'» “ remoml to and pOedl up waters of tho e• .j.jles about 80 ,000,000 square ^ in l , ami would tlie be rest covered o the■ by » an lact oetan “ extum “f" , to should the whole oi the sSlanA re 'luced thesurtaceofUiec.it to one level umlei be - c«veVt-rl by an ocean with a f ihout two milos.-W. -hum s hautU. A Dish Fit for a King. knows _ j,i| his Y,uuyTi^i. aul ?KlB8Efy' in anything about mutton tiiai days, for tile very uurtioiont rOdSOn there is no mutton worth knowing any thing about. Scientific breeding has im proved it off the face of the earth. The immature meat is killed at two years old, and only we few survivors of a former generation know how days. little The like it is to the mutton of former Monmouthshire farmers told me tin; other •day that they could not keep Welsh sheep of pure breed, because nothing under an eight-foot park puling would confine them. .Just as if they did not jump in the days when I jumped too! Believe me. my young friends, that George the Third knew what he was talking about ins upon certain other oc casions) when he said that very little venison was equal to And a haunch gravy!— of four year-old mutton. Colored, pink, the inno chocolate not my cent young friends. Ichabod! Icliabodi married “illy uncle, father’s too, Mr. s’ster, Partington—who and lived iny sessions many years chairman of quarter ntoffham, among the Southdowns, near Lewes—was a man who understood mut ton. A little silver saucepan was placed by his side when the leg of mutton, or sometimes two, about as big as line fowls, were placed in one dish before linn. Then, after the mutton had been cut, the abundantly flowing and gravy was transferred t> the saucepan, a quan tum suit of currant jelly and cayenne were added, tho whole was warmed in the diningroom, and then—we ate mut ton, as I shall never cat it again in this world.” Bismarck's Narrow Escape. According to private correspondence from Berlin, Prince Bismarck lias been considerably troubled of late by the effect of the bullet wound he received so many years ago from the revolver of a would-be assassin. Many people have forgotten even the circumstance that tho great German ( hancellor was so murder ously attacked by tho youth Blind, but as a matter of fact five shots were dis charged at him, and it was simply owing to the sturdy way in which he grasped his assailant’s arm that only one of them took effect. The bullet glanced off and one of the Chancellor’s lower rihs, a bony'excrescence which developed in con sequence, still marks the place. As it turned out, too, Bismarck’s risk was no means at an end when lie grappled with and seized his assailant. hearing A military guard hurried up on the Chan cellor's shouts, and the impulse of tlie foremost of these stalwart Prussian gren adiers on seeing a comparatively feeble stripling being held and seemingly mal treated liv Bismarck’s a ponderous man had with a bald head—for hat fallen off —was to club his rifle and bring it down or the hitter’s bare pate. Luckily for Germany, however, the Chancellor warded off his impending fate by shout ing out: “Hold on; I am Bismarck!” on which, as the latter himself tells Hie story, tbe soldier dropped his weapon in a much greater fright than that of his escaped victim .—London Figaro. The Chicago then burglar who drugged a doctor and ransacked his houso should be arrested for practising medi cine without a license .—Chicago Nem, NO. 19. OLD SAWS IN RHYME. Turn over a new leaf; forgive ami forget; Ev’rything’s tisli that comes into his net. Strike while the iron is hot: live and haw In some people’s pockets their money wSii burn. What’s one person’s loss is another one’s gam llo don’t know enough to come in from tb< rain. Whom the gods would destroy they first ren der mad; he's to tht Temper justice with mercy; gone bad. With leaden heels justice doth travel about: Cheating don’t prosper; wine in and wit out A cat e'en may look at a King; splitting What’s everyone’s business is no one’s affairs. Nimble sixpence is better than shilling that’i slow Fools learn by experience: pay as you go. Receiver is worse than tho thief; hard tc beat; with the l'lie bitter in life yon must take sweet. Devil take tho bimliiiost;compnrisonsare Odious always; so near and so fur. Man’s house is his castle; ahoy never sand Upon a man’s errand; never too late to mend. Never too old to learn:order’s Heaven’s first law; tickled with straw. Pleased with a rattlo, a Murder will out and dead men tell no tales: justice is blind, but at last she prevails. The fly on tho wheel thinks ho turns it around; falls onto the ’Tween two stools one often ground. You can’t ride two horses at once; a cat’s truly necessity knowetli no will be l«jys; keep a stiff upper lip 1 - All sound no sense; of tho old block a ehip. Cleanliness is unto godliness next; He’s not disappointed who nothing expects. Don’t jump at conclusions; look well ere you leap; must first learn to Before one can walk he creep. Variety’s spice of life; bear and forbear; ’Tis an ill wind that blows no one good any where, Kisses by favor go; best friends must part; In front of the horse never fasten tho cart. —11. V. Dodge, in Detroit. Pree Press. lT'l’H AND l’OINT. Tobogganing is tire latest method of teaching the young idea how to shute. If sealskin sacqucs could be plucked from a fir tree the average husband would be happy .—Huton Qaxetie. The English turist who recently visited Leadville, and brought a tin bath tub witli him, found it very useful. They buried him in it.— Puck. “Too much absorbed in his business,” was the comment of it newspaper on the death of a brewer who was found drowned in a tank ol his own beer. There is one thing to he said for the brass band. It never hangs back and blushes and protests incompetency when it is asked to play .—Burlington Free Press. “A sea-green glass vase, nine inches high, supposed to he thirteen hundred years old, him been found in Bologna.” That settles it. We shall cat no moro Bologna. Norristown ller/tld. Drear are the winter’s hoiiiuIh anil sights, And cruel is the north winds’ ire, But lovers on these biting nights Hit closer-—to tho lire. —Detroit Free I'ress. Physician serious (to patient)—“Your sir, and I think case is a very one, a con saltation had better be held." i Pationt (too sick to care for anything)—“Very well, doctor, have Epoch. ns many accomplices as you like."— Miss Prude (aged forty, going to bed) —“.-‘omebody’s under my bed! My goodness! Can it be Fido? Fido! Fido! (She holds out her hand under the bed, and the wise burglar licks it.) Oh! all right! It is Fido.” Retires, reassured, and sleeps through the burglary .—French Joke. A. (writing)— “ How many g’s in ag gregate:” refers to the B. first (supposing syllable only)—“Two.” tiie query computation)—“ C. (who is no tiling if not accurate in No ; three.” B. (see ing tiie point)—“Yes, altogether.” together.” O’, (still particular)—“No, not all —Huston Transcript. Died H i Hi Horns Locked K. J. (Shipman came across two largo deer in tiie woods north of Thorp, with their horns locked together,in which con dition they had evidently been for several days. One of the animals was dead and frozen still when found, but tiie other wits alive and evidently dragged in a dead starving condition, having tiie and deer a distance of about forty rods ripped the brush and ground up generally in his efforts to get loose. Air. Shipman de spatched the live deer and to get their heads apart had to break the horns of each.— Wausau ( Wis.) Central. A Lost Paragon. The A fair, proud frankness taro, serene of and child; mild; winsome a Eyes of that deep cerulean Mae, That brings a glimpse of Heaven reads, to vou. Hhe lives thought in books, uud while she Los“s nil of human needs; < if gross materialism knows As little as a budding rose. While I was worshiping afar, This lovely, intellectual star, From Holland a new coachman came. And ip throe weeks she boro tils name. 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