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OOUNTY 0 - % m « • ISMAIL] 9 Y) ... < 0 “Our Ambition is to make a Veracious Work, Reliable in its \ : Statements, Candid in Its Conctnsfons, tnd Just in Its Views." YOL. I. AChicago firm has already sold 10,000 drums this year— presumably m antici pation of the presidential campaign. A recent article on the “Seven Cities of Cibola,” is responsible for the state ment that the Zuni Indians believed that the stones in the brooks caused the water to run. It is also a fact that this curious people believed that the summer did not bring the birds, but the birds brought the summer. The Georgia colored man is getting on, remarks the Detroit Free Press. The taxes assessed against the property of colored men this year amounts to over $!i,000,000, being an increase of $2,000, 000 in a single year. There is not one of the race who cannot get ahead if sober and industrious. The most progressive official in China is undoubtedly the Governor of Formosa. Ou Chinese New Year’s Day his “Yamen” or palace in Taipak-fu was illuminated by the electric light, and it is his intention to have the whole city lighted by electricity as soon as it may be possib’e. : One of the first, if not the first, of the great medical institutions of America to open its doors to women was the Medi cal College of the Uni verity of Michi gan. The Michigan College of Physicians and Surgeons, situated in Detroit, has, through its Board of Trustees, decided to pursue the same course, and hereafter women and men will stand upon the same footing as regards the enjoyment of its privileges. \ There is every indication that more cars will be built in the United States this year than ever before iu one year. As it' requires two tons of bar iron aud three tons of wheels and axles for each ear, the demand for the products of the mills, foundries and forges will be x’ery heavy for this purposes alone. It is es timated that 200,000 cars will be built. This number would require 400,000 tons of bar iron and 000,000 tons of forged and cast iron, makings total of 1,000,000 tons. - ^ r... A ' Mg ' yi ’?? ..no ‘green goods’ business,” says the New York Tribune , “has been damaged so much by newspaper ex posures that some of the swindlers in this city have got out new circulars foi ‘fool-bait.” They now profess to deal iu ‘hardware ’ which cannot be told from gold coin. Countrymen are invited to travel to the city and look at the new coins, which are offered at tempting rates. One of tho circulars were sent by a wide-awake farmer to Superintendent Murray. The farmer was invited to deal with Henry Dix, of Third avenue and Sixth street. Of course, if any man falls into the trap and makes a deal with the swindlers, he -will be tempted with genuine gold dollars, and then be sent home with a satchel full of lead pipe.” Dr. Junemann, an Austrian chemist claims to have invented a fluid of the most destructive properties. This fluid when brought into contact with the air after the explosion of a shell in which it has been contained, is transformed into a gas, which being heavier than the air, descends to the ground, killing all men and animals within its reach, and more over destroying iron, bronze and other metals, as well as setting all inflammable things on fire. This, the inventor de Gares, in a letter published in one of the Vienna newspapers, and he adds that as far back as 1848 he offered his invention t0 Austrian War Office, which, how e'er, declined both then and on a subse quent occasion to make experiments. I or this reason be now gives publicity lo his invention, as his patriotic feelings do not allow him to reveal his secret to foreign governments. bile I -was on the Continent last month,” wr i tes T. C. Crawford to the : evv York World, “I heard a number of interesting ffie stories concerning the early of the Princess of Wales. These stories are not particularly new, and I do D ”t propose to allude to them except to f ve the exact income of her father be fore he was called to the throne of Den ai *rk. This Prince lived in the most obscure poverty for a number of years, Re had an income of exactly $1200 a K'.tr. There were five children to be supported and educated from this beg sum. The young ladies of this ousohold learned to cook, to sew and to ‘ o ail kinds of housework. uged to They were make their own dresses for Y ears . No members of any family . ° o scurely placed have risen to niiiant more ^ positions than this Danish fam he head of the family became the of Denmark. His oldest son is of 11 fh® Crown Prince of that country, no. jrr son is the King of Greece. His au "^ ers are the Princess of Wales, tv za ’’ !D * °* Russia w Cumberland.” and the Duchess GRAY, GEORGIA, SATURDAY, JULY 14, 1888- “FAME.” The master wrote his grand old name Upon the whitened sands of Time; Above, he traced a land sublime To speak forever of his fame. Again he came; an hour, a day, Had wrought a change upon the sand, As tho’ an unseen, jealous hand Had swept his laurels all away. The singer sang a tender lay Unto a smiling, eager throng, And dreamt her little, fleeting song Wouid last in memory for aye. A year, an age; she sought again In broken voice and tattered gown The chosen friends of her renown, But sought remembrance all in vain. A little child, in meadows green, Danced gayly o’er the budding flowers, Nor counted laps of fleeing hours, Nor envied Fame her title—“queen.” The butterfly, in gaudy dress, Was her especial care, the bees Joined voices with her ’neath the trees— And this alone was happiness. —Flora -V. Montgomery. A BBAVE GIBL, “There, mother; there’s something for you. The girl, who was well nigh blooming into womanhood, threw into her mother’s lap a half dozen oranges, Her mother looked up, a smile brightening her pale face, and, drawing the child close to her side, kissed her most tenderly. “I’ve got some good news for you, mother. Would you like to hear it?” said the girl, as she removed her bonnet and laid it on the The smile that grew brighter on the mother’s face ivai the only answer made to the query, and the girl, standing by her parent’s side and holding one of her thin hands in her own, said: “Well, you recollect that advertisement 1 answered day before yesterday—I think I’m it has going turned to leave out a the lucky envelope thing forme. Saturday, and Monday I factory on on shall be employed in Smith A* Williams’s dry goods and fancy store as a saleswoman at that a salary of $8 a week. Now, isn’t good news?" She leaned forward and kissed her mother, in whose eyes the tears were starting. “I feel happy she said, “for so I hope to-night, m other ,” now that we shall bo able to leave tbesd disagreeable rooms f a- -pleasanter .Apartments, w here ypu be rn mo ''o ik'ertaMc. niei-e, now, QOn ’* ; Cl 7- Maybe the sunny days will come back to us, after all.- I want you to be happy, dear mother, and I am going to make you so if I can. There, now,” she added, as she kissed her mother again, and then went bustling about the room like the busy and restless creature she was, aud began to prepare the evening meal. Jennie Wilson, although she had passed through much affliction for one so young, was a handsome girl, who had nearly reached her 18th year. Her features were and her regular, her eyes were dark blue, luxuriantly light brown hair fell back in a cluster of glossy curls. Though slightly below tho average stature, she possessed a fine figure and was graceful in her movement. Nature had endowed her with many personal charms, and some might Have pronounced her a beauty. Under more favorable circumstances she certainly would have ranked as one. But Jennie Wilson was only a working girl, and as such she was a type of that class of wage earners of the gentler sex which, through trial, sorrow, and often privation, bravely deserted fights the battle of life and is seldom by fortitude, hopefulness, and self respect. Mrs. Wilson, her mother, was a woman who had seen better days. She had been a widow for nearly ten years. Her hus band, who was a commercial traveler for a New York firm, had been killed in a railroad accident during one of his busi ness trips. He had supported his wife and daughter very respectably, and at the time the disaster by which the wife was widowed and Jennie was made fatherless occurred, his prospects were brightening, and he hoped ere long to be would placed upon a business footing which prove a sure step to fortune. But up to that time ho hud applied most of hisearuings and to the support of his family, when the sudden ending of his life came the wordly possessions consisted of $200 worth Of household goods aud $50 in ready money. Although the widow was almost heart broken by the calamity that had befallen her, after the grief had mellowed into a rational sorrow for the dea l husband, she looked with eyes more loving than ever upon her little girl and resolved to bear her bereavement witli as much fortitude as she could command and live and toil for Jennie’s sake. “We shall never see papa strain in this world, mv darling,” she said one day to Jennie, “buthe will always be with us in memory ami, in the remembrance of the love he bore me and you, I must make the best of our affliction. You arc my only treasure now and 1 shall do all I can to , make your future life a happy one.” At the time of her manage Mrs. Wil son was employed in a millinery shop in the Bowerv, and now that she must again earn her bread by the toil of her own hands she became re-employed there. Jennie was a faithful attendant at one of the public schools, and for sev cral years the mother and daughter lived very comfortably and contentedly in some neat apartments in one of the pleas ant streets on the west side. But ness came. The mother was taken ill with fever and for weeks she lay hover ing between life and death. It was a terrible blow to Jennie—who had now reached her tenth sympathetic year—and, although some kind and friends made frequent visits to the sick chamber, she alone acted as nurse and kept ,- the Louse” in order. Several pieces of jewelry had to be sold in order to procure the money to pay the doctor and purchase medicine and the common necessaries of life, and during the long period of convalescence which followed the breaking of the fever, Mrs. Wilson obtained money to meet her necessary expenses niture. by selling some articles of fur “I must have my rent or you must leave here,” said her landlord ono day. “You're owing me over two months’ rent now; so if you can't pay you must get out.” “I expect to be able to go to work again in a few days,” answered the poor woman, who, although still very weak, was now able to be up and about, “and I will pay just as soon as I get enough together to do so. I hope, sir—” “No, no; I must either have my money or my rooms.” The words were cruel in themselves, but the tone in which they were uttered was still more cruel. The unhappy women burst into tears, and Jennie turned to the window and looked out into the street, feeling as if her heart would almost break. it’s “Well, I’ll give you till Saturday— “If now don’t Tuesday,” said the landlord. you pay up then you must leave. He walked out, slamming the door, and left the wretched mother and daughter to their misery and tears. Saturday came and he received his rent money. By selling some more furnituie and pawning several small articles—Mrs. Wilson had gathered a sufficient sum to meet the indebtedness. But when the next month, came the land- lord was prompt iii his demand for the rent. The poor woman had not been been able to resume her work and she had no money. The landlord was inex orable, and in a few days he served lier with a legal notice to vacate the apart meuts. She secured two small rooms on Jlie top and floor although of an East still side weak tenement from her nouse, long illness, she returned toiler work in the millinery shop. But she was un able to accomplish much and her earn ings were very scant indeed. Jennie found employment in an envelope factory downtown, and with their meagre wages combined they continued their fight against starvation. But there was still further misfortune in store for them. A year later the mother was again taken ill K and this ill ness left her a confirmed invalid. Jen nte, however, was in the enjoyment of excellent health, and she had proved Herself so., faithful a,ud jefficipfS a% her work that Lor wage* hacr been raised, and with the small stipend that she re ceived each week she supported her mother and herself. Again, and then again her pay was increased, and at the time our story opens she had become so accustomed—young she and inexperienced as was in the ways of the world—to her life of labor, and had been so en couraged by even the small increase of wages she had received that the natural buoyancy the of her nature had risen above had depression of spirts which at times made her life seem almost hopeless, and she had resolved to make the best of fate, to cheerfully work on for her mother’s sake, and to look forward to the future with the hope that some day she might discover had a silver lining to the cloud which so long darkened the sky of her young life. Monday “Good-by, mother,” she said, when about leave morning for her came aud she of labor was to new scene as saleswoman in a fancy store. j."9^ bless you, my child!” said the nivalid. . I shall for all day and pray with you wait your return anxiety, 1°^ k is $ed eac h 9^ ier > an< ^ , ^er humble aitiding place with a lighter heart than she had known for y cars - She hummed an air as she tripped the poorly lighted stairway of the Wlt ol .d h tenement feeling and that hurried akin on to to the store a was joyous ne33, “he found the situation a pleas ant one, and as the dajs went by and the spring advanced she resolved to celebrate the advent of summer by re moving to a more cheerful dwelling P lac ?; Mrs- Wilson was still invalided, but by the labor of Jennie she was made comfortable, and poor as they were, both "ere quite happy under moderate the improved condition of their means of subsistence. singing It was now the mid-Maytime. Birds were in parks, leaves were whis pering from the trees, and the air was redolent with the perfume of blossoms. Only a few would weeks be exchanged longer and the old quarters for other and pleasanter ones. And Jennie was so ^ happy. home Weary as night, she often cheerfulness was when * s ie carae at was ever her companion. Fidelity to her mother was to her a religion, and she was thankful to heaven for the con tinuance of her good health and the op portuuity to earn sufficient money where with to purchase the simple comforts which made her life to a degree plcasur able, and by which she was enabled to keep her mother from becoming the in mate of some chantablc institution. It was a hard struggle for this girl to keep the wolf from the door, but nature had cast her in an heroic mold, and she never for a moment lost cart. One evening on returning home she found her mother rery ill so ill, indeed, that she became alarmed and sent a lad, who lived with his parents in some apart meats aujoining, therisvery lor a s,A,,mis£"said . “‘lornmo the doctor .as He was ea ingAhe place aft ( - r prescri > g e patient, but I | un dnntnr “XT ’“ ’ ’> said Tennie f,.. r > . f0 * me , • ... ,nc ,ll ° , ' * clor ’ (ioctor ,, She could say no more. Her poor heart was almost breaking, and leaning against the rickety bannisters in the li&ilway she buried her face in her hand** aud sobbed bitterly. I he doctor, who was a man of sympathetic nature, spoke console to her encouragingly and tried to her. “I will call again in the morning,” he said. “Arc you all alone? Is there no with . and one you your mother?” “We are alone, doctor,” she said be tween her sobs, “but there is a kind old lady who lives in apartments next to ours, and she will come in and stay with us to-night. Please don’t fail to call in the morning, doctor.” She was now quite calm, and bidding the doctor good evening, returned to her mother’s bedside. Oh, the weary watching by day and night! wretchedness . Oh, the heartache! Oh, the of that poor young heart! Oh, the loneliness! Oh, the cross that she must bear! But the end came soon, and within a fortnight's time she sat by a coffin in which lay the body of her dead mother. The weary and over-burdened spirit had taken its flight, and this faithful, reso lute girl, surrounded by a number of her shopmatos and a small group of sym pathizing of the neighbors, awaited the coming morrow, when the remains were to bo borne to Greenwood and there laid at rest. It was the flrst day of June when the burigj took place. Natuie was arrayed in her loveliest robes, the sky above was cloudless and the birds above were grief-stricken cheerily singing in bush and tree as the and now orphaned girl stood by that grave, and as she t.irncd away and was driven back to the city she seemed to bo dazed. The ordeal of affliction through which she was passing was indeed terrible for one so young to face. Minnie Hayward, one of her shop mates, invited her to her own little room in a boarding house, and for sev eral days Jennie was unable to leave her bed, she whs so prostrated by the blow dealt her by the hand of fate. 8he was very Weak and many days went by bc fore she felt strong enough to resume work. Her place in the store had been given to another and she was obliged to seek employment elsewhere. The few articles of furniture in the apartments -where her mother died she gave to the kind neighbor who had assisted her in attending to the wants of her mother, a nd she accepted Minnie’s invitation to remain with her until she had found something to do. All the money which she had saved since the holidays and with which she had intended to secure more comfortable apartments for her mother, had been ex hausted by the cost of medicine, by the dor • qr’s foes, by the purchase of a burial Gal 'tKrceTneury, '»o-d-ln defray tug the fji expenses, and she was now penniless. Many her elders Would a one among have completely broken down undersuch a heavy load of affliction, but the stead fast resoluteness of her nature abided with her still. Her spirit, though dead ened by bitter experience, was still un broken, and despite the anxiety, the injustice temptations, the dangers, the which possible she and perhaps cruelty might still be doomed to encounter, she, with solved a true toil womanly persistence, future re to on and trust lo the for some bright day when the clouds would break and the sunshine of happi ness flood her pathway with its glorious light. after day she answered advertise Day ments situations and in made personal and factories, applications but for stores was unable to secure a place; and if it had not been for the kindness of the hospita- bed she ble friend whose room and shared, God alone knows to what ex tremity she might have been driven, She knew of no living relative in the world except an uncle who, before her father’s death, was living somewhere in Maine; bufwhether his he residence was now living she and exactly where was in knew not. She was really alone the world. something “Oh, Jennie! I’m going you’ll to tell like you that maybe to hear,” said her kind-hearted friend one evening when she returned from work, “I’ve got something lor you to do.” In the full gratitude of her heart the poor girl burst into tears. do Jennie,” “Now, now, don’t that, said her cheery-hearted companion, “There now, stop crying,” she added, as with her own handkerchief she stanched the tears in the eyes of the weeping “The girl. $4 ” said wages are only a week, Mamie, “but you cau manage to get along on that for the present. You can remain here with me, for I know what trouble is myself, Jennie, and go to work. Heaven only knows what we friendless girls would do in this great city, so full of temptations and wicked ness designed to entrap us, if we didn’t sometimes stand by each other. Jennie, I am thatthere your friend, and when I heard to day was a small situation vacant in the store, I at once went to the fore woman and asked her to give it to you. such She thought you were too proud to take a place, that but I took the liberty of saying you would take it. Now, will you, Jennie?” The child of affliction throw her arms around her benefactor’s neck and kisse I her. Pride! It was no time for pride. The living ” d that might would come from that small Btipc better than be oor but it would be a continuance of the depend e nce upon the generosity of her compan ion, who had been so kind to her, and whose own life was a struggle for exist ence . go she accompanffid Minnie to the store tbc next day< and weut to wor k ) earning wages for her own sup I ,ort ’ sliC f(:lt th ® okl buoyancy of spirit return, and in a few weeks she once more looked like the Jennie Wilson as she appeared when she told her mother of her intention of removing her quar tors on that June day—alas! that June da y when, instead of taking up in her abode in a pleasanter place, she sat tho old tenement in tiie presence of death. Several years have passed since then, and her namd is not Wilson now. Love came to her one day and led her to an altar where a ring was placed on her finger, happy aud for the first time she was made by a husband's kiss.—A T < id York Sun. Implements of the Baseball Player. “I can tell you a few things about bats and balls which the general public do not know,” said one of the largest sport iug goods manufacturers in the world to a Tribune reporter. “The baseball of to-day and the little globe of even seven or things. eight years ago are quite dillerent by The balls now in general use professional fection clubs are about make as near them. per The as it is used possible to quality, materials are the best and some of them have to be imported The from the other side of the water. rubber centre andlioisehido ver we cau get without much trouble, but the yarn used has to be of tho very best quality, and have to be selected with great care. The thread used in sewing the cover we import machine from Scotland. with which Wc have roll the a now we balls after the covers have been put on, and in the if there rounduess is the slightest, in the imperfection stitching it or can instantly be detected and the bail is thrown out. These balls are used in all National League contests and retail at $1.50 each. Even at that figure there is little in them for the makers. You can buy balls from 5 cents to $1 each, but you will not, get much service out of a ball when you pay less than the second price. Nearly all the factories arc in the East. The balls used by the League and Association are this year almost exactly alike. We sold last year 2,000,01)0 basc ba Is. Probably fully 8,000,000 balls will be sold this year, of which number we will probably sell about onc-lialf. “More attention is also given to the bat than of old,” continued the dealer. “Ash is now used almost exclusively in the manufacture of these clubs or sticks, and the best ash obtainable. At that much trouble is experienced in getting the right kind of timber. The best bats arc made from wood with extra wide grain and solid timber. The effort is to get tho weight as light as possiblo and yet have the bat contain the necessary strength and firmness. The weight of tho bats will run from 33 to 40 ounces, only the heavy-weight players using the latter weight. Connor, Kelly and Anson all use the 40-ounce bat, but there are not many players of that calibre in the coun try. You will find the average weight of the bat used by professional Thayer, players of to be about 34 ounces. Howard Gnllfige, invented tho catcher’s mask. It was a crude thing at first, and yet through royalties and finally by the sale of the patent, he has made a small fortune out of his little invention. Will iam Giay, of Hartford, invented the body protector u c ed by the catchers, and also made a good sum out of this wind saver .”—New York Tribune. Freaks of Memory. Absence of mind produces some strange freaks of memory. Charles Lamb used to tell extraordinary tales of a friend of his who was as absent-minded as Fontenelle or Sir Isaac Newton. On one occasion this dreamy individual walked out of Charles the Lamb’s lodgings at Islington into New River. At another time the absent-minded one, who was a Baptist baptizing minister, fell old into a deep reverie while an woman, and field her so long under the water that she was nearly drowned. The notorious Lord Lyttleton, the day after his wedding, stepped whom into he his had carriage made before the widow his wife, and then drew back with a hasty apology to “dear Mrs. Peach”— her former name. Sometimes the strug gle against absent-mindedness results in worse social blunders. There is a story of a family, who had made a fortune in the musical who trade, visiting especially some desirous country neighbors, allude were the former occupation not to to of their visitors now settling down as country gentry. The hostess parefully kept the conversation away from musical topics of all kinds until her callers rose to leave. They were lengthy in their farewells, and the servant came to the door. “Nothing is wanted. I only rang for Mrs.--’s piano,” said the wretched hostess; the fatal word which she had been so carefully remembering not to utter, The slipping out in the place ot carriage. time before they newcomers called again. were a long It is strange how one portion drop of a person’s life will sometimes out, as it were, from memory; how patients everything recovering from illness will remember except the events of some weeks or months, which for ever remain a blank to them. Sometimes an accidental allusion will, as it were, unlock the gates of memory, and bring back the for gotten time. There is a story of a young girl, carried off by the Indians, who had entirely forgotten the events of her life previous had to her captivity, restored to until, her family, years after she been a.song familiar to her in the old days fell on her car, and in an instant all the rec ollections of the past came upon her.— London Standard. W ^ a<Rr J of , r Ror barest .. t I ill ity. The best water is that which has gone deepest in the earth, where there is the tightest Continued pressure and atmospheric intensified and te bl ric. filtration has refined it; but it is here and not in ;ts open air exposure, before or after, that the water gets effective oxidation, The remarkable fact that water absorbs oxygen in something like a geometrical ratio to the increase of pressure, coupled with the other equally important fact that under a certain pressure and temper ature organic germs cease to exist; both these conditions, protracted for the watet by a long detention in the depths of the earth, secure the rarest refinment and also vitilization of tho element. -San itury Fra, NO. 36. THE CHALLENGE. ( Heard to-day upon the street, Where beggars sang a careless song, A note, a tone, so wondrous sweet That I stood silent in the throng, But, ah, I saw not those who sang; 1 heard not their wild madrigal; A thousand voices round me rang, Ami sweeter still, ono maiden’s calt, For which I'd change the fame of men. My load unloosed like Pilgrim’s thrall; I fed my hungry heart again; I saw my boyhood home and all— And heard the blackbirds, nestling, sing Their tender songs of evening! Clear, martial call of buried hosts! How sure thy challenge passed the years! I saw like sentries at their posts A myriad forms; the pine3 like spears Shot through the after sunset’s red; The darkening fields; the gleam of panes; The murky dusk, star-panoplied; The lazy kino along the lanes. The school houso dun,the village spire; The homo bent, dusty harvest folks; The cornfields flamed with suuset tiro; And in our tryst beneath the oaks, Wo heard the blackbirds, nestling, sing Thoir tender songs of evening! _ Thus, Angel of our later days, With ever hovering unseon hand Are flashed upon our blinded ways The hidden shrines wo understand, Wo climb the rugged steeps of truth, And falter. Lo, they helping bria; The lesser to the larger Youth! A note, a tone, the humblest thing, Sweeps irresistless all between, And there tho Now prays with the Then Where once our heaven was lived unseen, And where like pilgrims como again, We hoar the blackbirds, nestling, sing, Their tender songs of evening! —New England Magazine. PITH AND POINT. An ill-word—Sick. The dog star is a meaty planet, but a shooting star is meteor. When a man buys a cradle lie pays bed rock prices.— Picayune. A good oyster is sometimes called a native—a bad ono is certainly a settler. A young Madras Brahmin speaks oj his marriage as “tho eternal knot of sorrow tied.” The June bug disappears May; in June, The lightning bug in The Anri mosquito takes his bonnet off says: “I’ve come to stay.” “Eight loves for a quarter,” is sign displayed by a Kansas baker. This is the cheapest matrimonial bureau we ever heard of. It is all very well to advise people not to build houses ou sand, but how can a man build a houso at all unless he has the “sand?” Augustus used to rave and scold, Because Sophia was so cold; But since they Vo wed, ho says with vim, >Sho makes it much too hot for him. —Detroit Free Press. If a man and a half throws a boot-jack and a half at a cat and a half in a night and a half, how many cats aud a half will be hit in a month and a half? >—Mobile Register. Doctor—“Well, my dear sir, what seems to be the seat of your disease?” Patient—“It doesn’t seem to have any seat, doctor. while It’s just .”—Burlington jumping up Free and down all the Press. At tho present moment there are not less than three hundred aud seventy-fiva champion baseball nines in the country. There w'ill be only onle left next Octo ber, and that one will be somewhat the worse for wear.— Harper's Bazar. Oh, why down her cheeks do the tear drops fall! Oh. is there an ache in her heart, I wonder? Her shoes are new and a size too small, My friend, and they’re pinching he feet like thunder. —Boston Courier. Teacher (infant natural history class) —“You will remember that, will you, Tommy, that wasps lie (with in a torpid state all winter?” Tommy an air of ret rospection)—Yes’in, an’ i’ll try an’ re member that they make up for it sum mer.— Life. “Zaleoiscoffokenonischi” is the name of a Schuylkill miner. After barb-wire fencing his half acre lot with his name, he still has enough left to climb in and out of the mine on, when he can’t wait for the bucket, but the mine is only 800 feet deep .—Banscille Breeze. t Not Such a Hurd Bargain. Not long since a party of young men went from Boston to a country town in Maine for a few day’s fishing. They had a full outfit of “tackle” and “gear,” and upon arrival at their destination stood in need of but one thing—bait. After consulting their local adviser they secured the services of an ancient resi dent, who started out to dig the needed worms. He was gone three or four hours, but turned to he good had purpose, for bucket when he full re a water even of a wriggling mass of earthworms. Now this was more than the boys had bargained unheard-of for, wealth and thoughts of bait would what such an cost began to trouble them. To end their suspense they appointed with plenary one of their number spokesman, powers, but with instructions to make the best bargain possible. he asked, “How much do we owe you?” bait digger npproaching tho venerable and taking out his wallet. “Well, I don’t rightly know,” rejoined the old man; “the grouud is kinder solid and the worms is fur down, and its been hard on my back to dig ’em. But I’ve half a notion to go fisliin’ myself to-morrow, and if you’ll give me half the bait we’ll call it square.”— Boston Herald ises 't he to raisin become industry both of important California prom and re munerative.