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VOL. I.
THE MINISTRY OF SONO.
Not the child's song with careless laughter
rising
From rosy Ups in childhood’s sunny days,
Not that sweet strain which youth delights
in singing,
Are life's heat melody and truest praise.
Gladsome are these, and beautiful; their ca
dence
Floats down long years; life’s morning
song seems best;
Although maturity, with sighs, confesses
Her children's songs bring pity and unrest
Who soothes the ear of grief with hint of
pleasure? things
Who comforts age with hope of to be-,
Why have youth’s song and life's maturer
measure
No common keynote in life’s harmony?
None know—and yet, from out our care and
clamor
We hear the wondrous music silence holds.
In piteous need, one human lamentation
Most beauteous strain ot sympathy enfolds.
Joy's happy lav and grief* heart broken
waiiing
No concord know, till scum poor, stricken
heart,
With faith sublime, turns from its own re
pining
To comfort with a song some life apart.
As even song of bird seems holier, sweeter,
Than any note the noonday’s riot knew;
So that faint voice from desolation rising
May solace and uplift the wide world
through. —Edith K. Perry.
WITH EIS LEFT HAND,
BY OPIS P. BEAD.
There lived in the neighborhood of
Bearwallow, Ky., a notorious “bully”
named Alf Featherston. Unlike the
aspiring man of a mining camp he did
not rest his reputation upon the knife nor
the burning of powder, but upon the
vigor of his arm and the agility of his
body. “I don’t hanker airter killin’ a
man,” he often remarked. “I jest
wanter break some uv his bone* an’ see
him grin like a ’possum.”
One day, while a number of mon were
at work on a log meeting-liouse, Alf came
along, and, after lending a helping hand
in fbc placing of a large log, he turned to
the men and said : “Hands, I see some
putty stout lookin’ timber ’mungst yoi,
but I ear. whup any man in the crowd.’’
“Now, All,” replied old man Sum
nms, “we air engaged in puttin’ up a
house uv peace, an’ it would look rather
out of keepio’in us to stop and tight.”
“The very foundation uv yore shebang
is built on blood,” Alf rejoined, “an’ I
don,t see why you air so mealy-mouth
over this here log contrapshun. They
tell me that when churches wuz fust
built folks uster git around ’em an’ hit
each other with clubs an’ hack out one
another's blood with scythe blades an
sich.”
“I ain't goin' to argv with you, Alf,”
said old man Summers, “fur I don’t
reckon it makes no diffunce to you
whuther the church wuz baptized in
blood urrain water.”
“Ur ambier, ” suggested Alf.
“I say I ain’t goin’to argy with you.
Boys, who’s that a cornin’ yander?”
“SimPeters,” some one replied.
“That jest stan’s me in hand,” said
Alf, with brightening countenance. “I
had one little flirt with him wun 9 t an’ I
didn t give him quite enough, as I have
beam that he wa’n’t sadisfied.”
“Mawnin', hands, mawnin’!” shouted
Sim as lie approached. “Bundin' a
sheep pen, huh ?” he remarked as he
came up and glanced at the logs scat
tered about. “Sheep pens air mighty
fine - thing-, — Uncle - Summers, -but
reckon you’ll have to chink ’em putty
tight to keep the goats team gif tin’ ia.”
“I reckon we ken manage to keep you
out, Sim, ’ the old man replied. The
men roared, and Alf, after snorting con
temptuousiy, said;
“Oh, he chawed you that time; jest
naohully chawed both yore years off.”
“Wall, now,” Sin rejoined, “he’d
hare a mighty big job ef he wuz to un
dertake to chaw off both uv yourn.”
“ You ! et him ur anybody else would;
not becarc my years is so big but beeaze
they air the inherited property uv sich a
man.”
“Oh, let up about bein’ sich a man,”
Sim replied. ■ • VV e ain't hearn nuthin’
fur a year urtwo but how good a man
you third: yoi air. You air ez big ez
crap morigage.”
Alf— “Ves, an' ez strong.”
Sim—“Yes, an’ez much uv a cut
throat."
Old Summers— "Co;. <•,
air a gittin'a leetie too dost to each
er.' !
Alf—“He ain't gittin’ none too
to me. I kea stand anything uv
sort, I ken. I wuz raised three in abed,
me. I don't kcer how elost a man
to me, cz long cz be sticks to
trutb -”
Sim—“But the closter a man sticks
the truth the furdcr he is away
jou.”
Old Summers—“Come, gentlemen,
GRAY’S STATION, GEORGIA, SATURDAY, APRIL 1888 -
don't jnowl an’ jower. It ain’tbeeomin’
in men to ackthater way. Turn to here
an’ he’p us up with that big side log.’’
Alf—“I ain’t thinkin”bout he’pin’ up
with no log. I’m thinkin? ’bout walkin’
somebody’s log, me.”
Sim—“Mine, I reckon.”
Alf—“Yourn.”
Sim—“You better put spikes in yore
shoes ur you mout slip off.”
Alf—“Oh, I’m rough shod. Sim
Peters, I kea whip you with my left
hand.”
Sim—“That's what you said some
time ago, but when I got to pushin’ putty
hard you tuck two hands, an’ woulder
tuck three ef you’d a had ’em.”
Alf—“If I did take two hands it wuz
bec:i 2 e I forgot myse’f.”
Sim—“No, I think it wuz fceeaze you
recollected yourself. Gentlemen, I ain’t
had no peace fur a good while, on ac
count of this yere feller. Ever’whar I
go I find that he has been thar just befo’
me, givin’ it out that he ken make me
climb a tree urgo down iu a sink-hole,
an’ I’ll tell you what’s a fack, ef this
sorter talk ain’t stopped, somebody’s
goin’ down into a hole never to come out
ag’in.”
Ay—“Who wuz it that snapped a
pistol at me last fall? Who wuz it that
flung a hatchet at me one day when I
wuz drunk?”
Sim—“I ain’t on the witness stand.”
Alf—“You wouldn’t tell the truth ef
you wuz.”
Sim—“Ef the truth wuz told about
you the folks would run you outen the
neighborhood.”
Alf—“That mout be, but nobody
cever hung my daddy.’
0^ d Summers—“Come, Alf, don’t
ta lk thater way.”
Sim-“My daddy wuz hung—hung
by the bushwhackers, an’ yore daddy,
-Alf Feather,too, wuz the scoundrel that
Hed tbe I0 P L ‘-”
Alf—“An’ they tell me that he put up
a mighty fine job. Bet that ain’t got
nothin’ to do with the pi nt in question,
I ssi 'd that I ken whup you with my left
hand ’
Old Summers—“Now, boys, we don’t
want any fightin’ here; do we, Brother
Hensley?”
Brother Hensley—“Wall, I b’levethat
under the sarcumstances we mout ez well
have a little. Neither one uv these
fellers is any account, au’ it would be a
good thing fur the neighborhood ef they
wuz both out uv the way. I say let ’em
fight.”
Alf (to Hensley)—“An’ will you see
that nobody interferes?”
Hensley— “Yes.”
Alf— “Not even ef I am about to till
him?”
Hensley—“Not as long as you only
use your left hand, as you agreed to da.”
Sim— “I’il see that he don’t use none
hut his left han’.”
Alf stood with his rigbi hand resting
on a stump. Sim, after Remarking that
he would see that Alf used none but his
left hand, silly tooic up a broad-axe,
and, with a lightning-like blow,chopped
off Alf’s right hand. The hand
rolled eff the stump and fell upon the
ground. The church builders stood as
if stupefied. An expression of horror
settled upon Alf’s face. He made no
outcry. He held up his right arm as
though he would examine his wrist.
Blood spurted in his face. Sim stood
waiting for him. “Onlyyour teflhand
this time,” said he. Alf sprang upon
him and caught him by the throat.
“Part ’em! part ’emshouted old
Summers,
“Hands off.”’ exclaimed HeDsley.
‘‘One hand’s off, at any rate. Just stan'
back, now, gentlemen, an’ let ’em have
it out. The community hain’t got
nothin’ at stake.”
Alf choked Sim down to the ground
choked him down between two logs.
“Part ’em, for heaven’s sake!” old
Summers pleaded,
“Stop—let’em alone,” Hensley de
manded. “Heaven ain’t got nothin’ at
stake here.’’
“He'll bleed to death, Brother Heuj
sley.”
“J et him bleed. He wanted a diffi
kilty, now let him waller in it.”
Both of the men had ceased to strug
gle, still, Hensley would permit no one
to approach them. Some of the horri
tied workmen took up tneir coats and
turned away from the sickening sight,
“Take ’em apart,” said Hensley.
The church-builders turned over one
of the logs and nervously removed Alf's
stiffening fingers from Sim’s throat.
Both men were dead. —Arianeaw
Traveler.
c j Hamlin, owner of the fast trot
t ; Qg mare ne!!e Hamlin, with a record
o{ lately refused an offer of
$30,000 for her, made by a party of
j Cuban gentlemen.
j In Burlington, Vt., the street cars
have been put on runnel’s.
T! A I K DlJii 1/.UI.IO*
THE MOST ATROCIOUS TIESPER
ADOES OF THE WRIT.
How They Worked — A Woman
Whose Pleasure Was Assassina
tion in Cold Blood — Ten
Victims in One Graven
The atoi 7 of the Bender family illus
trates the possibilities for crime and gain
t}lat » new country sparsely settled
always furnishes. The Bender family
consisted of an old mao and his wife and
a son nnd daughter Kate. They kept a
sort of wayside inn, with a saloon attach
went, about ten miles west of a little vil
la 3 e called Galesbuig.in Neosho County,
Kansas. Here travelers often put up for
tile night,and it was usually the case that
the J t0 °h lodgings for eternity. Their
scheme was an ingenious one, and it wa3
successfully played upon many a lonely
man traveling through the country, whose
doom was forever sealed the instant he
darkened tbe Benders’door. When they
mw a traveler approaching some member
of the family would stray out of the
house and bu9 7 himself by the wayside,
and as tb ® traveler came along would ac
cost him in a pleasant manner, asking
him where he was going, and if the time
was anywhere about nightfall, he would
be assured that he could not reach bis
destination, and proposed that he step
iu and remain over night. Such an ap
parently hospitable oiler was seldom de
clined.
The interior of the house was pur
posely arranged for the double purpose
of murder and robbery. The front room
was separated from the back by a thin
curtain, arranged similar to those that
are put over folding doors. When a
man entered whom they intended to rob
and murder, he would be invited to take
a chair with his back to tlie curtaiu, so
that when he sat down his head would
be against the curtain. Sometimes sev
eral travelers stopped over night at once,
on which occasion as many members of
the famiiy as possible wouid secret them
selves behind the curtain, and, each se
lecting a victim, would await the right
moment to brain them. If a stranger
came along, who for any reason chose to
change his seat, then the family became
exceedingly jocose and entertaining.
The old man told funny stories of early
times and hair-breadth escapes on the
plains. Games were proposed and all
sorts of merriment indulged in. Among
the games would be one in which the
traveler had to get down on his knees o
a pillow and close his eyes. The pillow
would be placed directly over the trap
door, and at the right time Kate would
step from the curtain, and, dealing the
kneeling victim a blow on the back of
the head with a large hammer, follow
it up by a blow ou the temple with a
smaller hammer, which finished the
traveler. The trap-door was then pulled
and the victim fell into the cellar below.
People were missed, and there were
frequent inquires for strangers who had
been seen in the town of Neosho, but
whose whereabouts could be traced no
further than the neighborhood of the
Benders’ house. The Benders were re
garded as tough characters, but nothing
of a positive character was known
against them. The immediate < ause of
their discovery was a woman whose hus
band resided in Eastern Kansas. He ex
peoted to settle in the western part of
the State,and took his departure,agreeing
to return by a certain timeand to br ing his
wife along. T ime rolled on, and not re
turning,his wife started in search of him.
As luck would have it she was overtaken
near night at the Benders’, and took a
room there. It was a room in the second
story, and looking around she saw on the
bureau a small locket which at once at
traoted her attention. Opening it she saw
a picture of herself that she recollected
her husband always wore. Then her
suspicions were thoroughly aroused, and
she resolved to watch an opportunity to
escape. She did not retire, but putting
out herli ^ ht re *°!ved to watch by the
window and await developments. It was a
bright moonlight night and the window
opened upon an orchard. Soon she saw
a light moving around in a mysterious
manner. Without making any noise she
succeeded in making her escape. She
moved toward the spot in the orchard and
closely watched the movements of the
people. When they had disappeared she
went to the spot and found a newly
made grave. ( analyzed with terror at
the narrow and fortunate escape she Iwd,
for she realized that the grave was dug
for hersejf,she remained upon the prairies
ia hiding unt.i morning came, when,
repairing to one of the neighbor;;, she re
fated what she had seen, and showed the
locket as proof of her story. The news
toon spread, and what had been
suspicions before became hard facts as
•rue as Holy Writ, A posse of citizens
was at once organized and they repaired
to the Bender resideuce, but the birds
had flown.
Their stock and cattle were found, and
their horses tied to a wagon. They fol
lowed after them, sconcing the country,
but whether they overtook them or not,
or meted out to them the grim justice
that they so justly deserved, is one of the
unsolved mysteries. On their return the
members of tho posse refused to talk, and
tbe: e have been various rumors that the
family escaped and fled to Germany with
their ill-gotten gains; that they are living
in Texas or Mexico.
There were a number of graves found
on the Bender place, ten being in one
spot, besides several bodies in the cellar.
The hammers that were used by Kate,
the daughter, who is described as the
most fiendish of the gang, are now ia
the possession of a man named Bailey,
who holds an official position in Parsons,
Kan. She was a repulsive-looking, large
boned, raw and awkward woman, with a
slinking gait and masculine ways. Her
forehead was lotv, her eyes deep-set in
her head, and her lips thick and chin
and lower jaw large. Old man Bender
had an unkempt appearance, with long,
shagglety hair, and a full beard that was
scraggly and dirty. The father and
daughter were two as repulsive-looking
beings as could be conjured up, and
their many .crimes entitle them to a lead
ing place in the criminal history of
America .—Cincinnati Enquire!'.
The Vaiue of Eggs.
Eggs are a meal in themselves. Every
element necessary to the support of man
is contained within tbe limits of an egg
shell, in the best proportions and in the
most palatable ferns. Plain boiled, they
are wholesome. The masters of French
cookery, however, affirm that it is easy
to dress them in more than 500 different
ways, each method not only economical,
bat salutary in the highest degree. No
honest appetite ever yet rejected an egg
iu some guise. It is nutriment in the
i\o3t portable form and in the most con
. intrated shape. Whole nationsof man
kind rarely touch any other animal food.
Kings eat them plain as readily as do the
humble tradesmen, After the victory of
Muhklorf, when the Kaiser Ludwig sat
at a meal with his bnrggrafs and great
eapitaius, he determined ou a piece of
luxury—“one igg to every man. and tw o
to the excellently valiant Sehwepper
man.” Far more than fi b—for it is
watery diet—eggs are the scholar’s fare.
They contain phosphorus, which is brain
food and sulphur, which performs a
variety of functions in the economy.
And they are tie best of nutriment for
children, for, ia a compact form, they
contain everything that is necessary for
the growth of the youthful frame. Eggs
are, however, rot only food—they are
medicine also. The white is tbe most
efficacious of remedies for burns, and
the oil extendable from the yolk it
regarded by the Russians as an al
most miraculous salve for cuts, bruises
and scratches. A raw egg, if swallowed
j n time, will effectually detach a fish bone
fastened in thethroat, and the white of
two eggs will render the deadly corrosive
sublimate as harmless as a dose of calo
mel. They strengthen the consumptive,
invigorate the feeble, and render the
most susceptive all but proof against
jaundicein its more raaligant phase. The
merits of eggsulo not even end here. In
France alone die wine clarifiers use more
than 80,000,010 a year, and the Alsatians
consume fully 38,000,000 in calico print
ing and for dressing the leather used in
making the fhest of French kid -glove?.
Finally, not to mention various other
employmeat9for eggs in the arts, they
may, of course, almost without trouble
on the farmer’s part, be converted into
fowls, which, in any shape, are profitable
to the seller and welcome to the buyer.
Even eggs-slelh are valuable, for allopath
boineopith alike agree in regarding
as the purest of carbonate of lime.
Standard.
Proof Positive,
Mr. W. Hawker, Bournemouth, says;
-‘To me, a Warwickshire man, the most
conclusive proof that Shakespeare wrote
‘ An tony and Cleopatra’ is the line in
which Antony salutes the Bepc-nt of the
XJe as ‘nay chuck.’ This term of
euiearmcnt is still heard among the
pedantry of the Midland counties; and
to suppose that a classical scholar, such
as *acon, should have introduced a
homily provincialism, so English, and
so utterly destructive of tbe unities, into
an Egyptian tragedy is so improbable
that 1 pin ray faith to the Stratford
butehe-’s inspired son as the author of
that tovust imagery rather than to the
mantle of the great but pedantic
Verulai^”— tendon, Timet.
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There tfe twice as many colored Bap
tkts as Here are white in the State oi
lji»sistipp,
STRANGE FIRES.
PECULIAR CASES OP SPONTA
NEOUS COMBUSTION.
Reinai-kablo Instances of How This
Mysterious Agency Brings
Eire and Ruin When
Least Expected.
The Scientific American says: The fre
quent occurrence of (ires from spontane
ous combustion has led us to more
frequently refer to the subject iu these
columns than we should, were it not iin
poitant to everybody to be constantly on
the watch to see that the causes for these
more or less disastrous fires do not exist
on their premises. A late uurnber ot
Since and Hard ware gives a list of fires
which have recently occurred from this
cause.
In a manufactory of plane bits in
Chicago a sponge had been used to trans
fer the wafer by capillary attraction
from a water box to an emery wheel, on
which the bits were ground. The
sponge wiped off the fine steel particlos
from the wheel, and they were collected
in the celH of the sponge and kept con
stantly wet. The sponge was finally
laid aside, and after a week or ten days
it was discovered that the mass was
spontaneously ignited, and if if had not
been for its timely discovery another
mysterious fire might have resulted.
In a factory in New .jersey where oiled
stock for planes was operated on by bor
ing, planing and mortising machines,
causing shavings and fine particles of
wood, which were saturated with linseed
oil, to collect on the floors, it was noticed
that a great increase in the temperature
look place when the sweepings -which
had been moistened by sprinkling—were
collected in a pile. On a subsequent
occasion it was found that a barrel ot
shavings and chips from the boring and
mortising machines were so hot as to be
almost ready to ignite. Another barrel
contained shavings made in planing oiled
stocks. On these being moistened with
water they soon begun to heat, and the
temper at me continued to rise until the
next day, when it was found that the
shavings began to char. The barn-1 was
covered with a metal plate until the next
day, when, on being disturbed, the mass
burst into flames.
A number of bales of Sea Island cot
ton stored in a warehouse in New Jersey
were found to be on fire. When the lire
was extinguished at one spot it would
start at another. The cotton Lad been
ginned on a rolling gin, which, iu crack
ing a portion of the seed, had caused
the oil in the seed to become mixed with
the cotton, and the result was spontane
ous ignition.
In the manufacture of a cement or
putty composed of whiting and boiled
linseed oil, which, after being ground in
a mill, was put in-barrels, a fire was dis
covered under one of the barrels standing
on end. The floor was partially burned
through when the discovery w'as made.
In grinding the oil the mast became
warm from the friction, and a small
part of the oil had leaked through the
common barrels while in this warm state.
It was discovered in time to prevent
much dumage.
An engineer placed a bunch of waste—
which had collected in cleaning up a
mill —ia front of a boiler, in order that
the fireman could use it the next morn
ing in starting up a fire. During the
night it spontaneously ignited, set fire
to the kindlings which had been made
ready for the morning, raised sufficient
steam t outflow off ami alarm the watch.-
man.
Pome years since a gentleman was ex
perimenting ia coloring Southern moss
for decorative purposes. In one of his
experiments he used a very thin paint or
varnish, but slightly colored with a
pigment. He dipped the moss in the
mixture and then squeezed out as much
as possible by the hand. The resuitnot
proving satisfactory, he threw the moss
in a box and placed it in the closet. A
few days after, tbe odor ot something
burning led to the discovery that the
moss was charred, and almost ready to
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Old Letters of Some Use.
The ubiquitous office boy has diseov
ered a Dew use for old business letters,
which lie now sells to various firms at
from 10 to 50 cents a hundred. The
buyers use them for the addresses con
tained therein, which are duly copied
and in turn sold to sewing machine and
patent medicine men, who use the lists
in sending out circulars, fu many of
the large, cheap jewelry establishments,
where orders are received from every
part of the globe, these letters furni. h
quite a source of income to the collect
:>ri. — JeuceLr't Monthly.
The chapel in which Wesley preached
for nearly half a century was recently
bought in at auction for Li, 500.
NO, 22.
FUN.
“Put up and shut up.”—-the stoves
and doors .—-Danville Breeze.
Nothing so vitally reminds us of the
brevity of life as u thirty-day note.—
Dri/'t.
A young woman who married a one
legged man says it doesn’t take much to
make her husband “hopping mad.”-—
Norristown Herald.
Landlady—“Jane, pass Mr. Dumley
thesait for his egg.” Dumley—“Thanks t
not any salt. This egg is none too fresh
as it is .”—New Fori Sun .
If you will notice it, the grandest Op
portunities for making money are always
open to the man who never had a cent
he could call his own. —Boston Transcript.
In a school not a thousand miles away
from Augusta an urchin, iu answer to the
teacher's question: “What are the parts
of grammar?” said-. “Syntax, etymology
and er-er-er doxology .”—A ugusla Jour
nal.
Gold handled umbrellas are coming
into fashion. The handle is so arranged
that it can be taken off. This is an im
provement on the old stylo, where tire
entire umbrella was taken off.— States
man.
Visitor (at insane asylum)—“Who is
that poor fellow who jumps and yells so
whenever your door.bell rings;” Keeper
— “Oh, he used to be nigbt clerk in a
drug store. There am lots of those
chaps in here."— Drift.
Several diamonds were found in a
meteorite which full in the town of
K rasnoslobodsk, Russia. They will be
given to the individuals who are able to
pronounce the unme ot the town. Now
is the time to got up clubs. —Pitttlwg
Post.
A commercial traveler was braggiug
about the magnitude of the firm he rep
resented. "I suppose your house ia a
pretty big establishment?” said the cus
tomer. “Big? You can’thave any idea
of its dimensions. Last week we took
uu inventory of the employes and found
out for the first time that three cashiers
and four bookkeepers were missing.
That will give you some idea ot thu
magnitude of our business."
The Savage Stage of Childhood.
Like the savages of to-day, those fierce
progenitors of ours must have delighted
in the torture of captured enemies.
Thus, during long age3, compassion was
unknown, and it appears to have been
lately acquired by the new dominant
races. Indeed, even among so highly
cultivated a people as the Romans, It re
mained ulmost unknown until a compara
tively recent time—say 1,500 years ago
—in proof of which may be noted their
heartless fondness for the bloody sports
of the arena.
The emotion of pity, then, appeared
late in the history of the race, atid iu
view of the law of our development,
which curries us along the path our an
cestors trod, how can we expect our boys
to be anything else but cruel? How far
is it judicious to go in trying to alter
the natural course of a ohiid’s mental
growth by imposing on him ideas which
in due course he will not share until
later? This last question is inviting, but
we will not go into its solution at pres
ent, contenting ourselves with obser ving
that because a boy shows no compunc
tion at giving pain to a captive bird, or
calmly lacerates the feelings of a family
or quarrels merely to give himself u few
soon-neglected pets, is no reason for ex-,
peering him to grow up a monster of
cruelty. And we will further venture to
-s wgg o ' i t D int mu ch of the immorality of
boys is a necessary consequence of their
descent, as a corollary which follows the
aphorism of my friend; “A good boy is
diseased .”—Popular Science.
"He” Changed His Micd.
A pleasant-looking elderly man occu
pled a cress scat alone in a Third avenue
elevated train. The ear was nearly full,
uu d when a well-dressed girl, accom
pauied by au equally well-dressed young
man, boarded the train at Twenty-third
s r r eet there were no seats left together,
kllt ( •)„, young woman took possession of
the one beside the elderly man, and her
escort fouud a vacancy opposite. They
did not seem pleased at the separation,
and the elderly man,noticing this, turned
to the girl beside him and courteously
slid: “If you wish your friend with
you 1 am perfectly willing to exchange
places with him.” Without a word of
thanks the young woman leaned toward
her companion and called; “Colne over
here, Charley; he is willing to change.”
The kindly expression faded from the
elderly man’s face, and he said coldly:
“Your friend can keep hi<t seat, young
woman. ‘He’ has concluded to stay
where J;eis.”— Ncv, Tori Tribune.
One hundred arid twenty thousand
copies of the song, “Hock-a-Byc Bjiby."
Yave been sold.