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THE DE A Published t'rawfordrille.' ErerPVM| at w* WD-SULLIVAN, Proprietor RATSJt »r SntSCltTPIIOJL ingle C C L • } J dingle tingle 0 months!) *^o ee t-sT TertisiiiB ra ■L 1 i9f and JO PRIXTIm, to auit t times. ABF Strikes are aoSLj^wL^ unite noDer onlv strike ri»ht ^ti ■ Strike to Strike forjbur ’ manhood, honor and fame „„Lj Strike right and left, ’ till vou * win name : Strike off^pa^TwKSlSiie for your freedom from all that i. vU. Strike ' Si.-ike with thrhamHH^^ee^L burdenimi* axe Strike off had habits with strik. «, n. tm, n V Mk .« rm. *•*«. iwr JKv «. -TTr: MISCELLANEOUS. , IN PERIL. “I’m getting into terribly bad habits, Dora. Breakfast at half-past nine. Just fancy my indulging in such hours three years ago, darling, before the world made up its mind that I painted respectable pictures, and chose to pay me according ly.” And young Melville Austin rose from the breakfast table at which he his wife were sitting. “Fbope you file going to remain at home this morning," Dora, said in a soft, coaxing tone, that well became her petite figure, and blonde haired, girlish beauty. “Do you know, Austin, that yon have not painted an atom of canvass this week? your new picture of Antony and , r “Ye* my love," j the young artist “I plead guilty to have shamefully neglected Antony and Clco patra ; but this morning’s engagement will not occupy much time, and I shall be home in an hour, I trust ready to begin work, in the meanwhile, Dora, if that model of whom I was speaking should make her just ask her to wait in the studio.” “Inin anxious to see this divinity, Mel ville is.td le so ywy beautiful ?” “After* certfifo type, yes," the husband carelessly. Then, with his haousdmih'aeifTff'u’f.'th a sudden bright ness, he added in lc>.et to * e *:*4‘ You iVora, •.'"****' whose beauty ’jyaF'Jb '• In the.svorl- afib.Ty canYrKoouphly , ™*; ' For some time after her husband’s departure that morning, Dora Austin re mained-buned in what, judging from the l»appy smile that played about her mouth, ! and danced in the blue depths of her ter der eyes must have been thoroughly agrcable thoughts. - woman so blessed?” she mur i n p 11 ' * asking the question oi her own heart. ‘Three years to-morrow .W we were married and still the same! V i°t ° VC * roln dear H‘ ,w fhelisb t v I i was ever to dream that his worldly ; successes would cool the ardor oMhatlove! noThing!" Nothing can ever change lum— I “The | * has >• ; yonng woman called, ma’am, and is now waitting out side. Shall I show lwrffitoMr. Attstin’s studio?” Dora's meditations had been abruptly broken by the voice of the stately butler, who stood at her elbow. “Oh ! you mean Mr. Austin’s model ?” she said, a little confusedly- “Yes James Ibelieye yo.:r master wishes her to wait in the studio till his return. By the way, Jeaaes, you may manage to let her pass through this room. I wish to see her.” The man bowed, and departed to xeeute Mrs. Austin's order, returning presently, followed by a poorly-clad woman, of whose face Dora merely caught a momentary glimpse as she hurried towards the ail joining stndio “How beautiful!” the young wife mur mured; SHe s^med “and anxious what a t,o face fox Cleopatra > ! escape my notice, I : poor woman! I wonder if she is ashamed of her vocation? You told her, James, did you not”—addressing the butler, who re turned at this moment-“that Mr. Austin would return very shortly?” es, maam. , M ameswas no a sent from the breakfast room fiVe minhteS before be again made is appearance there. A rather shabby man desired to see Mrs. Austin. Should he j admit him . But the ceremonious butler had scarcely . finished speaking when a gruff voice sound cd from the entrance of the room. A rough-looking, heavily-bearded man was standing on the threshold, directly opposite to Dora, wlio was seated near one of the windows. i "You may go, my good fellow ” the roan said. “I’ve particular business with Mrs. Austin.” z-* The words were gasped forth somehow K° m :v, a * T ", ,'- e 1 ? w I* 16 ? servant ddW,,y overpowered his mistress, he was too well framed to man.test the ieast surprise, and quie ly "dhdrew from the room, rfosihg the door after h,m. “°h heaven lis it you, Mark Dillon? 1 thought you dead—1-" She had risen while speaking the above words, hut the hoarse whisper in which d d f had finished, and Dora n Austin fell heavily forward in a dead swoon at the stranger's feet. The sound of her fall was quickfv by that of an opening door at the further end of the room, a» Mr. Austin’s model, wealing a startled look on her beautiful lace, lyjrried in |r.*i the adjoining studio, But the Ftrangei’: hack -.ra; turned to her ■ Democrat e Vo\. 2 l as he bent over Date figure of Dora, Nor was he a the woman's pres ue in the apartment until she touched ITl.. 1 * th<i shoulder ' *** d in * rather tiuud voice . said, “Is the lady ill, sir? 1 I * ea y® as ’ Ms' w l*** 1 T° u here . *“ he * rd ® Uen The man bad suddenly turned . *?*“ Awards the speaker, while still . Oustin', useless body, . 1 ° ’ L ,7*^ ’ 6e eontinue<i ’ sternly ! \ .""St “ JEi “ _ .. » • finished Zi?snx- rv,v ’ m ’ words Trembling in every limb, tho woman answered, pleadingly : “I had no thought of following you, Mark, I never imagined that you knew this lady. I—" “Leave the house instantly. Ellen! Don't hesitate a moment, bat go at once.” The woman shuddered, and turned to¬ wards the door leading into the studio. “I raav explain this matter to you some other time," the man continued: “but re mcniber.T warn yoo against remaining in tbiShsuse a moment longer than you can help." When the studio door had closed behind the woman’s retreating steps, Mark Dillon once more bent over the white face of Dora Austin. A faint shiver convulsed her frame at this moment, and while hia gaze was eagerly fastened upon her countenance, the silken lashes slowly lifted themselves from her eyes. "Then it was no dream,'' she murmured, hdarsely, rising from her fallen posture, assisted by the man she addressed. “You have come,” she presently continued, “to reveal all to—to Melville Austin.” She sank backinto an arm chair now, with a weary, gasping sigh. “1 haven’t come to do anything of the sort, Dora Dillon,” the man said, with a kind of sullen emphasis in his gruff tones. “I don't wish to claim you as iny wife. You believed me dead, three yeais ago, and married Melville Austin; there’s nothing particularly culpable about your conduct as far as I can discover. I shall be the last one, depend upon it, my dear Mrs. Austin, to reveal anything disagreeable concerning your antecedents/' “And why will you reveal nothing? t5, e*e be no disguise between us, Mark l/nSBAfit* - \ a %r Amis Afamtei thoroughly. You came here this morning to sell your silence. Isitnotso?” .. Y ou are perfectly right, Mrs. Austin or Mrs Dillon. Which is to be, by the *•„»■>•■ uis tones ware defiantly supercilious; his keen cruel M were fixed the agonized woman with something of . ser pent s pitiless RMe when tUe pr ,. y j. wlthln e aS y distance, and possession has become a certainty Dut Mark Dillon started back, with amazement, as Dora answered him, flowing calmly, scornfuIly and decisively> ' in the £ u ldl||| I10t d celve the man whom 1 owe all the happiness I have ever enjoyed iu this world—^the man whom I love, honor and reverence, as only a natrtffe likg Melville Austin is worthy of being regarded. When f iharried him, Mark Dillon. I acted upon my firm conviction of your death. Now, I knew myself to hare been in error, and but a single course remains to me. The instant that Melville Austin returns home, I shall inform him of the truth.” “Are you mad, Dora Dillon?" he ex¬ claimed, every trace of his supercilious manner gone, and nothing but a sort of furious surprise remaining. “Are you mad, thus to throw away the position you have won—to make of yourself a beggarly out¬ cast?--to—” Enough of this, Mark Dillon, she inter- „ *** ”' “ Ah ’ mv L hush.nH , “f” had 9udde .. "'y entered ihe apart ment ' ° at «>e when-prt* countenance , &**> a , '“° k of amaz, ' m ‘ ;nt ovpr ;P^ :ad hls own - Then, turning to wards the stranger, t wno stood beside the chair in which she was seated, Mr. Austin said : “It strikes me that I heard your voice, raised in rather a disrespectful loud tone, as I stood in the hall a moment ago. VVere you addressing this lady, sir ? Dora, who is this person?” a slight tremor shook Dora Austin’s frame, and her ghastly lips quivered for an instant. But only for an instant. She had risen now, and was addressing Melville, who listeIul silently until she had ceased speaking, stupefied, doubtless, by the dreadful import of what she uttered. “That man, Melville, is my husband. Five years ago,before you and f had ever met ’ I,OTerty had reduced my mother and myself to the last stages of want. On my rss is Tt become his wife. We were married, and I scon discovered that my wretched, friend less P™ tion had «*•» ^changed for one of still greater misery. I had become united to a ffian fr om whose vile, wicked life my w^ede nature turned in loathing. Oneeven ing, in a fit of drunken fury, he struck me. That night I fled from Uis house. During the year that followed,I succeeded in supporting myself comfortably on the proceeds of needlework. Two months before chance ™ * ith you - Melville, I had learned accidentally of my husband’s death in France. You know what followed. To-day I lean, for the time since our marriage, that Mark Dillon lives. ” “Oh, God, can this be true?" The words seemed wrung from the depth of Meiviile Austin’s agonized soul. Staring first at hi? wif y , and *heo s/ the (Vawfordville, February 1, moody, crestfallen man beside her, bis face expressed the keenest intensity of mental sufering. And now the Icy calmness with which Dora bad spoken melted U passion of *>1*. t»wneds her husband's side, sbe murmured, brokenly: •‘Before we part, Melville, say that yon forgive me far being the cause of so much future wretchedness— for having uronght to your noW. Mart a sorrow it has so little deserved.” “*"*• Dor * t We murt not “ we with ■ Wild, impulsive movement. At th* sai doer of the audio unclosed wad a woman's voice cried out in dear ringing tones, ''Mr. Dillon lies, lire, Austin, when he dares to call himself your husband ! 1—wronged, deserted, as I have been, am none the less his lawfully-wedded wife, married to him seven years ago. bet him deny it if he dares. You need not scowl and glare at me,” the woman went on, hotly; “what 1 speak is tha truth, and I do not fear to utter it.” A low cry of rage escaped Dillon’s Ups as be sprang towards the woman who had spoken. But with a blow of iron, Melville Austin’s hand hurled him backward. For a moment the villain stared at his wife's protector with a tigerish fierceness In his dark, dangerous eyes, and then, like the coward he really was slunk from the room. And from the house, too, never entering it again. An hour afterwards his wife, Ellen Dillon, followed him, against the earnest untreaty of Meiviile and Dora. “He will boat me when I return to him, perhaps,” she said, with a mournful smile on her exquisite face, “but I must go, nevertheless. It seems like a curse, times, that in spite of his brutality and wickedness I cannot hate Mark. But whenever I think of our child at home, 1 believe that this weakness is all for the best. I can guard him against imitating hie father; and who knows what a eon's influence may do in future years ?” Her sad words left Dora and Melville grave and thoughtful for a long time after her departure. “That woman loves him, Melville," the wife murmured, at length, in slow, musing tones—“loves him in spite of all his villain¬ ous treatment. What a marvellous mystery love is F* Marvellous, indeed, Dora!” “Did you really mean, Melville, that nothing should part us—not even the knowledge u* jeing another's wife—when yepppoke as passionately jqst before Ellen Dillon entered f.om iheatuuiov" ‘ f Her left hand stole into his, her tearful eyes were fixed upon his own, with eager questioning in their blue depths. Melville Austin's answer was spoken with unhesitating fondness : "I meant that, if all the world had strven separate us, Dora, I should still have struggled to regain you. Until to-day, 1 have k..ow the strength and power my love.” His arms were clasped about her now, and she was sobbing forth her thankfulness upon his faithful breast. A Chinaman stepped into an icecream saloon, the first he had ever seen, and called for a dish of the cold delicacy.— He gulped down several great mouthfuls before realizing the frigid nature of the article, but when the cold took good hold on bis vitals be sprang from bis seat and rushed into the sunshine to thaw out, exclaiming; “Whoopee—coole glub likee debil—fleezy bellee alle same like ice-wagon I” Engaged couples traveling through this place should ascertain the length of the tunnel under the canal. This is suggested out of pure charity, for the other afternoon a young man attempted to kiss his girl in the temporary darkness, but the car shot out into the full light of day, and one of the beholders cruelly asked him if the tunnel wasn’t too short. — Trenton Gazette. A Philadelphia woman is suing a horse railroad company for damages.— She was thrown down in a car by a col¬ lision, breaking her leg. The company introduces proof that she was not grasp¬ ing the straps, or she would not have been hurt. She swears that her corset was so tight that she could not reach up to the straps. Recently a minister received a minis¬ ter’s half-fare traveling card, as they are called, and wrote to the superintendent asking “if he could not embrace his wife also.” The superintendent replied that he thought likely he could, but did not want to say positively until he had rr tta t,’ r, “ ~ fa9t, dK>US „ in his tastes. Appearances . often ... dece.tful, ..... but . are when a man who is engaged to a red headed girl is seen at midnight with both arms around a lamp post, telling it, it is too sweet to live, it is usually nfe to presume that a kind of temperance bitters has been introduced into that neighborhood. “ , _ _ “My boy, tell us what you know about “ rat tan ?” said the Committeeman, lt i8 , somet, ,. “» f * ca,led ,, . the ,. ,,, CaIa . “ us Eottan * ?’ comf ‘ 8 from Sam a rang, and Padang, and is used by the master in this school too dang often.” * — Why is the letter G like matrimony? fc ved Balled Alii It to a l wa j srer l tl. a fee of tbat * e inR 0Vm and the f »' : hit a burial had tafcwitaM tefwv- i th had ac tually claimed Rsvtettm „d yet such cases are of store frequent occurrence than » generally .uppe*, > Some very rtntnge cm of « d man " cr «» which the facta were br- ugtat to light, have f^f immIIi th^LTr. mnn m utt**, irUb 1 , 11 c Af< A T °V tt * BBt.arkable r. eof of these these are w preaenbed as skov mg to what an extan th* Blunder ILa of late yeers been carried oaf In tl/$f United States: The last I •HftTLT HOItnn 1 K CASE Was that of a lady, 1 name of Sira. Roberta Alnslee, of Nrftv Orleans. The lady bad been sick for, some time with a malarial fever, and was at the end of ten days pronounced dead by her physi¬ cian, as all signs of animation seemed to be suspended—the body was cold, the pulse stopped, and the lips were bloodless. Mr. * Aiimlee was himself sick at the tinm and could not attend the funeral of his wire ; but a few days afterward be called the old negress who had attended hdr In her last illness, and made her give him a detailed statement of the facts. After listening tp her story, Mr. Alnslee Mated that he had had a strange dream in regard |o fiis wife, and he was firmly of the k»pi ronton that she had been buried alive. So strong a held did this dream take upon his mind that as soon as he was able he, in company with a few friends and an undertaker went to the vault in which the body h id Iteen placed, and opening theTarge box in which the coffin was confined, that receptacle was found to be sprung at every joint, and the top almost pried off. Upon opening it the body of Mrs. A fslec was found to l>e lying on its face - ud the terrible expres¬ sion the face bau upon it gave evidence of the struggle that must have been made for freedom. Sarcely less mourn¬ ful are the consequences of the sad dis¬ covery. Mr, AWlee is now a raving maniac. nMijv ay****,. jg ft.. A non hick. A short three v*ars ag<T Miss Addle Carter, the daughter of a well-to dr. in Middie Tennessee, to all ap¬ died, and was burled. The lady had on her hand at the time beautiful diamond ring, the gift of betrothed, and it excited the cupid¬ of a negro on the farm to such a that he made up his mind to it. This he could not do with¬ out exhuming the body, and that lie did at night. It seems that after he burst the coffin open he was, on of the swollen condition of the unable to gull the ring off, so, out his knife, he attempted to the* finger. The lady, who it seems had only been a trance, was brought to consciousness the cutting, and, giving a scream, so the negro that he fled. Miss Carter then, after many painful succeeded in getting free from grave and in making her way home. effect upon her family can be im¬ and her lover, upon hearing of case next day, at once made her his wife, and she now presides at his table Mrs. Collins, with nothing to remind of her dreadful fate but the scar upon her Auger. ONE or THE MOST PAINFUL CASES. Of ante mortem interment took place a few years ago in Philadelphia. The lady, a young Quakeress of good family, had apparently passed from this world of sin and sorrow, and was iu an ojien coffin placed In a vault, amid the of ber ancestors. Nearly six afterward the vault was opened to ceive another tenant, when a sight met the eyes of those present that will be forgotten by them. On the steps of the vault *:it, or rather reclined against the wall, all that mortal of the young iady. She had wakened from her trance, and unable find her way to earth again, had sunk In helpless despair upon the steps, and then when hunger had pressed her, she had fed upon her own flesh, aa it was ”** “** b ' r **"*• ” d —• literally eaten to the bone. A VERY SINGULAR CASE. A g|n?ll!ar CMe miniater mnut > tw0 vear „ ago Ihort in Mon N ' J J. After a 2*™^' ““ *7“ , thought made to . for . his , . . ^ Ut ^ ^re ^ ^ ^ man was on iD * trnnce ’’ and 88 the undertaker making ready to screw down lid of the coffin, he discovered twitching of the supposed dead e > e ' ,ds ’ “ d remedle * t ** n applied, the gentleman was restored f«*l We and vigor. He described vividly his feelings at the time, as said that he could hear all that was iug on around him, but could not until! th* last moment. No. 5. Two cases came to us recently from Europe < I most heart-rending burials be 5 0re death ' of whlch the Di 't" ltch h « taken cognizance, and which prove moat conclusively that doctors are not al ways the beat judges of suspended ani matron. ~ A Desperate Fight. t>rasty, a tobacconist, ZrmT?!"** and W. P. Robinson, * merchant, occurred in the latter’« store In Danv,lte Va • « Tuesday last. 0rm8ty w formcrly K obinson’. clerk, quit a year w utiout settling accounts. He called on Robinson for this purpose today, but Robinson refused, stating that Urasty ha>l forged his (Robinson's) books, and he did not intend to pay him anything, Graaty thereupon struck Robinson, and when he advanced to retaliate Orasty drew a pistol At the same time Robinson produced a bowie knife. Orasty then fired and broke Robinson's left arm, but the latter stabbed him several times in the left shoulder and arm, and nearly cut off his little finger Grasty kept up a promiscuous fire ami Robinson at last dodged behind the counter, being unable to fight any longer. Both parties are well connected and stand high In society. Being separated, physicians were summoned and the combatants wounds dressed. Both men are painfully but not seriously. American Toys for Europe, In former years a large portion of the toys used in this country came from Europe. Now the trade is the other way, and the Old World is buying large¬ from America not only the peculiarly America t invention, but also the toys formerly were made abroad. The trade in toys, which amounted last year to over one million dollars, be¬ five or six years ago. The principal of export are the mechanical or “clockwork" and the Bteam toys, but arc also large shipments of tin and womlen toys, most of which class were formerly imported from England or Ger¬ many. The reason of this change is that wood is much cheaper In America than In Eun»i>e, and machine work faster than hands. Tho latter reason also applies to the increased sale of me¬ chanical toy*. Modern Connubial Evolution. First Week Dear, Dear, Dearest Mary, Second Week—Dear, Dear Mary. Third Week—Dear Mary. Fourth Week—Mary. Fifth Week—Mary, you are mistaken. Sixth Week—Marv, that is silly talk, Seventh Week—O, woman you talk a fool. Eighth Week—I want the buttons on my shirt cuffs, by— Ninth Week—Take awsy your cold ! Tenth Week—.What! cold meat for Don’t you know a good beef¬ from a bad one f Eleventh Week—You’re a fool 1 Twelfth Week-(Separation. Mary goes home to her father.) Twelve Months— (Grand Finale.) John calls on Mary with a revolver. Bullets, blood and police. The New York Fashions. In the balmy foretaste of spring once more interposing pleasantly, though un¬ seasonably, this week, between the freez¬ ing terms of the present phenomenal winter, the ladies of the metropolis make daily effective displays of their new toil¬ ettes on upper Broadway, Fifth avenue, Fourteenth street and other fashionable promenades. A properly critical ob¬ server of the pageant at once observes that skirts are, very sensibly, worn much shortes than formerly ;that jet for trimmings and coral for jewelry are much worn. Valuable furs apj>ear, chiefly as trimming. Felt Lats, witli naj>s of varied consistency, and bonnets of blue brocade silk, seem to be about equal favor. A Fort Madison man went into his cow stable tbe other day, and by mistake, mixed her up a nice mash in a box full of saw-dust instead of bran. The cow, merely supposing the hard times had come and they were all going to econo¬ mize, meekly ate her supper, and that man never discovered his mistake until the next morning, when he milked that cow, and she let down half-a-gallon of tur]*eiitine, a quart of shoe-pegs, and a bundle of laths. . . , ,. * gentleman from a ru ra , county . who down to New * York to spend the Sabbath with friends, was asked by one of them what the I** pie up his way thought of the Beecher scandal, fie replied that he never tried jt and didn’t know anything about it— that he and all his neighbors burned kerosene 0Sfe ' An exchange says: “We are in re ceipt of two poems, one on the ‘Throb bing Brain,’and another on a 'Bleeding Heart.’ We will wait until we receive one on the 'Stomach AcLt,’ and publish all three together ” DEMOCRAT. ADVtRTItlliti RATUt Square, Square,eachsul>sequent first insertion . 9 1 Square, insertion. J Si three months 10 oo Square, Column, twelve months . II uo twelve months . , 30 00 Half Column twelvemonths . *0 «0 Column twelve months , . 100 00 tvf One Inch or Lest considered aa m We have no fraction* of a sqaaro, fractions of squares will be oountod ae Liberal deductions made oa C on Advertising. An Bqoine Toper. A burse that sadly needs the attention of the Muipbyites is mentioned by the Pad ucah Xact ; -Being 8 ick wit h colic la8t .ummer, 1* was releived by being drenched with whiskey, and he immedb a tely developed auch a love for the ‘ardent' that he has had to be supplied with it regularly ever since. When the round trid from Paducah to Bland villa is finished, he lies dowu in bis stall and will neither eat nor work, even refusing to rise until he gets his‘bitters.* >* A lady who objects to profanity, Un¬ cause It Is both wicked and vulgar, writes to know what she ought to say when a clothes-line breaks and Ms a week’s washing fall in the mud. She to say, “Blessed are the meek, for shall inherit the earth but proba¬ she will not think of it.—Rom* Sen¬ “Why didn’t you put on a clean col¬ before you left home T” called out aa young fop to an omnibus “Cause your mother hadn't home my washing,” was the extin¬ reply. Tommy, a conscientious boy, has been that he must remain perfectly quiet his mamma wants to take a nap— (in the middle of the nap)': Mammal What shall I V I want to cough I” Don’t neglect your penmanship. A in New York got 801,000 from a for l>eing a good writer. It It yet known how many years he will A Memphis prisoner, who hated to ae« lawyers disgrace the court-room by walked out, and was unfortu¬ enough to get lost, lie has not heard of since. “Now uiy little boys and girls,” said a “I want you to lie very still—so that you can bear a pin drop.” In a moment all was silent, when a little bov cried out, “Let her drop 1” “Don't you think,” said a husband in a mild form of rebuke to his wife, “that women are possessed by the devil F” was the ariswir, “as soon at a rh married.” “Mamma,” said a precious little boy, against his will, was sot to rock cradle of his hahy brother, “if the has any more babies to give away, you take ’em.” “That was very greedy of you Tommy, eat your little sister’s share of cake 1” “You told ine, rna, I was always to take part,” said Tommy. -- mt ♦- mm “Ah, parson, I wish I could carry my gold witli me,” said a dying man to hi* pastor. “It might melt,” was the con¬ soling answer. A Detroit reatauranter hangs out * sign of “free chops, ” and when the old loafers come around he shows them an ax and a wood pile. Shakespcar said, “there is a tide In the affairs of men,” but it apiiears to lie pretty much all tied-back in the affair* of women. What is the difference between an accepted and a rejected lover ? The accepted kisses the Miss, and the reject misses the kiss. A Chicago mau advertises for a wife with a knowledge of music, and remarks that no “Maiden’s Prayer,” or “Silver Threads” kind of a gal will answer. An editor, a very religious sort of a chap, awoke in church, and yelled out, “d—n it, more copy f” What does a young fellow look like when gallanting his sweetheart through a shower ? A rainlieau. What is the difference between a man and a tired dog ? One wears a coat, tha other pants. What workman must always have hi* glass before he can do a day’s work ? A glazier. The extreme height of misery is a small boy with a new pair of rubber boots and no mud or slush in reach. “Well, there is someting in that ” Z at ^^t the man JTh said I when kTuen he tried to put in it A doctor was asked to dance the Lan¬ cers; he declined, but expressed a wil¬ lingness to lance the dancers. Two oysters In a gallon of lukewarm fluid at a church fair are no longer oatied stews, but aquariums. Don’t marry until you can support s. husband, is tho advize an oxuhu-yje the girls.