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About Schley County enterprise. (Ellaville, Ga.) 1886-1??? | View Entire Issue (June 3, 1886)
SCHLEY < OUNTY ENTERPRISE A. J. HARP, Publisher. Silent Sounds. Yon do not hoar it* Unto mo Ttao sweet low sound comes consol essly j\ml, floating, floods the earth and sky With tender tone. • You do not hear the restless boat Upon the floor of childish feet— Of feet that tread tho flowery street Of heaven atone. At morn, at noon, at evo, at night, 1 hear the patter, soft and light, And catch tho gust of wings, snow-white, About my door. And on the silent air is borne The voice that from my world was torn— That left me, comfortless, to mourn, For evermore. Sometimes floats up from out the street The boyish laughter, bird-like, sweet— I turn, forgetfully, to greet, My darling fair: Soft as the ripple of the stream, Breeze-kissed beneath the moon's pale beam, How strangely real doth it seem! And ho not there. Ah, no; you cannot hoar his call; You catch no laugh, nor light footfall* 1 am his mother—that is all; And Ho who said, "I will not leave tlioo desolate,” Has, somehow, loosed the bonds of fate And left ajar the golden gato Which hides my dead. —Nellie Watts McVey. A SINGER’S ROMANCE. A full, rich, powerful voice, crude as yet, and untutored, yet with the unmis¬ takable attributes of genius, a voice which promised a glowing future. “Sing it again, Nora—that’s splendid,” and the singer commenced again. Full, swelling, passionate, until the voice died away in a trembling, weird- like moan. Scene. —A large, scattered workshop in the heart of the bustling, busy city, Time—Noon. Cast of Characters—Some twenty or more tired shop-girls, seated the stove, eating their plain, coarse dinner. Not a very romantic affair, and yet from that shop was to come one who should weave a romance which I know to be true. "If I had a voice like yours, Nora, I’d make it tell,” cried Maggie Hunter, a good-natured girl, who sat by thc fire, contentedly munching an apple. “If 1 had your voice, Nora Neale, I’ll tell you what I’d do. I’d never rest con¬ tented in this old shop, but I’d make it earn my living for me. God didn’t give you beauty, Nora, but He did give you a splendid voice, and it’s your own fault if you don't make thc most of it.” I “Oh, do you really think it is good enough for that, Maggie?” and Nora turned her ilusliecl face to the speaker. “If I thought I should ever be a fine singer, 1 would work day and night for it. I would be willing to wear a calico dress all the days of my life, only to have success at last.” “No need of your wearing calico all your life. Your voice will earn you silks, if you only have sense enough to make it,” returned her companion. All through the long afternoon strange faaeies ran through the head of Nora Neale. The sharp click of the sewing-machine kept time to the busy thoughts whirling through her brain, and as she walked home in the dull, November twilight, a firm resolution filled her soul. w ANTED on tho floor -A aiul YOTTNG assist OIRL the Housekeeper. TO WAIT -A pply at No. 46 Beacon street. Nora laid the paper down. Outside the chill, drizzling, November rain fell drearily, making sad, desolate music; but inside Nora's heart was full of sun¬ shine. She knew the house well. Every morning, for over a year, she had passed it on her way to the shop, often stopping to hear the sweet melody filling the air. How many times she had wished as she read thc name of thc great musician, that she could go to him and cultivate the voice God had given her. And now, not only to enter iris house hut to live there! AViiat matter if she was only the girl to wait on the door! Would she not constantly hear the glori¬ ous melody floating out on the air, and could she not gleam some knowledge from what she could overhear? “No harm trying,” said Nora, ns she folded the paper carefully and went to her room. ‘ Yes, 1 think you will suit. The fact ’N ’ !,t >d the old housekeeper confi¬ dential, grew “I ain't so young and spry as I used to be. I find that running up stairs and down stairs, is almost too much for me, and when I spoke about it to Master f art, he told me to get some nice, young person to wait on the door, and run er¬ rands for me. Yes, dear, you look smart mul trim, I think you will do.” And Nora left the talkative housekeeper with 11 joyful heart. A week later and Nora Neale was an inmate of Carl Matzell’s beautiful home. The old housekeeper was in her room, taking her customary afternoon nap. Nora had finished her work, and taking some towels the housekeeper had given her to hem, she brought them Into the dow ding-room, and sat down at the win¬ to sew. 1 rom thc next room lire voice of one “f Master Carl’s pupils practicing diffi¬ a cult trill, came distinctly to her ear: (J h! it I could only hear what he tells b( T, then I might practice it. to-night, ■’dci he goes out.” murmured Nora, and Nora drew the cricket softly to thc door, just in time to hear him say, “Try that again, Miss Morton. The voice should linger a trifle more on tho upper tone.” Again the clear bird-like voice of the pupil rang out, until the delighted teacher clapped his hands softly, ex- claiming: “Bravo, Miss Morton, that was finely rendered. ’ ,f XT JNora listened , eagerly, . until the rust- t v ling of r silk ... warned ....... her that the lesion was finished, , and , she , heard , i the , lady . . rise • t oro "That night, after Carl Matzell left the , house, Nora having satisfied herself that . ’ ”, tlie housekeeper , busy chatting , . loan was / old , , triend, . , stole, , softly . , to her , room, and , commenced , the , , lesson she had l'«tened , to that .. . afternoon. Days T . ana . weeks , glided .. . . away, and ... bora steadily practiced the lessons she , stole , , from , . her unsuspecting teacher. , A year had passed away since Nora had entered Carl Matzell’s home. Thc housekeeper was out, and Carl was away. Seated before the open piano, Nora played softly an accompaniment; then her full, clear, rich tones filled the room. Trilling, like she had heard Miss MortoD, then bursting forth in full, clear melody. The door softly opened, and Carl Mat- j zcll silently took the picture in. Wait¬ ing until the singer had finished, he ex¬ claimed, softly: “Very well done, Nora. Very well done, my girl.” Poor Nora; a deep Hush overspread her face; then, suddenly, she became pale as death. “Never mind, Nora, a happy accident has revealed to ine the power of your voice. It is my wish for you to com- mence a thorough course of instruction, for I have every reason to believe that, with proper training, you will become one of the finest vocalists I have ever heard.” Nora knelt at his feet in gratitude, and impetuously kissing his hand hastened from the room. “At last,” she murmured, “at last. To think I shall really become what I have always longed to he. And Mr. Matzell! oh, he is so good!” and happy Nora burst into a flood of tears. Never did Carl Matzell have a more industrious pupil than Nora, and never was enthusiastic teacher more abundantly rewarded. Two years from the time Nora Neale entered Carl Matzell’s home, as an humble maid, found her dressing for her debut. Nora’s voice trembled as she glanced at the surging mass before her, but one look at her teacher’s face reassured her, and she retired amidst the wildest ap¬ plause. Nora Neale rode home that night a distinguished woman. Her appearance had been a complete success. But Nora was not perfectly happy. Foolish Nora had learned another lesson. She had learned to love her noble teacher In vain she chided and reproached herself for her folly. Late that evening Carl Matzell, open¬ ing the door of the music room, was sur¬ prised to see Nora sitting in the utmost abandonment, her head resting on tho table, her rich robes sweeping the floor. Sob after sob shook her frame, and Carl watched her tenderly, pityingly, while a deeper, warmer feeling crept into j Iris heart. A new emotion thrilled him | as he looked at the young girl. | That evening he had been proud of his pupil, had admired her as she stood b - fore the delighted audience, but not until he beheld her, desolate and alone, did the love, long slumbering in his breast, wake to full life. ] “Nora,” he cried, softly; and Nora ! raised her tear-stained face from the ta¬ bic. “Nora, come to me;” and Nora j sped to the open arms, thankful for the love and protection offered her. j Many years have passed away sine i Nora Neale became the wife of thc noble Carl Matzell, and every year but strength- i ens the love they bear each other; while ■ in the whole city til re is no happier home than that of the wealthy music j teacher and his gifted wife. Mtdical intelligence. Col. AVitherspoon, to whom we have frequently referred to as thc meanest man in Austin, has been in poor health I for some months past. Tho principal cause of his feebleness is his unwilling¬ ness to feed himself with sufficient copi- ousness. A few days ago, while he was taking the air, he met Dr. Perkins Soonover. AVitherspoon thought this was a good chance to get 6ome medical advice with¬ out paying for it. “How do you do this morning, col- onel?” asked Dr. Soonover. “Poorly, doctor, poorly. For some 1 time past I have been suffering from j weakness. Ar see, I can hardly i you walk. AVhat shall I take, doctor?" “Take a hack,” replied the doctor, | gruffly, as he strode off.”— Siftings. She Knew Him. Sarcastic wife—“Comin; home as usual, I suppose?” Fond of staying out late husband— “Yes, certainly.” Saicastic wife—-“Well, put this letter 3' the first mail in the morning, and if •ft , u meet the milkman tell him s leave two quarts.”— Jaayt. ELLAV1LLE, GEORGIA, THURSDAY. JUNES, 1880. THE MADSTONE. Something about a Supposed Cure for Hydrophobia. I Doctors Say Both the Stone and Cures Effected by it nro Mythical. “Madness in doffs,” * said a physician, * ‘ “is ... mentioned .. . . the Iliad ... . of Ilomer, and I in ’ hydrophobia . , , . . described , disease by I /. *, is as a j Aristotle. Dcmocritis, . . the . laughing , , . malady 400 years before 1 the ^ Christian • ° f era. ... Hippocrates, the , father , ,, of .. medicine, . and , contemporary ' with . , Democrates, rccom- mended , the sucking of , the , wound , made i . by the . bite , . of , ralnd , •, dog. , In , the , ab- , a " sence of , physician , . . to cauterize . the .. a 1 - wound . . the , or a surgeon to cut it out, medical fraternity „ . of .. to-day , would ,, pre- Bcribe the same remedy. The first ,, thing . an awkward person does when he smash¬ es his Auger with a hammer is to jam the injured member in his mouth. Persons bitten by venomous snakes have removed the poison in the same manner. “The ■absorbent qualities of certain kinds of earth or clay have led to their use in cases of poisonous bites to absorb the poison, or laceration of the flesh to stop the flow of blood. When the soli¬ tary plowman encounters a nest of bees and gets the worst of the contest he ap¬ plies a handful of earth moistened with tobacco juice to the stings. The adhe¬ sive quality of a spongy sort of clay prob¬ ably gave rise to the mythical stories con¬ cerning the use of madstones for bites of rabid animals. Madstones have a mysteri¬ ous history. Everybody has heard of them, but very few persons have seen them. The encyclopedias describe them as light, ]9rous stones which have the quality of adhering to a wound. Their origin is not even hinted at, and their peculiar qualities are not given. Medi¬ cal authorities do not mention them, though they speak of all the different remedies applied to the wounds made by animals afflicted with hydrophobia. “Tradition says the stone is flat, oval- shaped, and of a bluish color. It is said that it will adhere to the poisoned wound until filled with the virus, when it falls off. After being washed and soaked in hot water or milk it will again stick to the wound if it contains any poisonous matter. It is claimed that these stones are efficacious if applied to the wound several days or even several weeks after the victim lias been bitten by the mad dog. “The cures effected by this wonderful stone are mythical as the stone itself. The possessors of these magic healers claim many lives saved from rabies. The medical records do not mention a case. It is impossible to lay jour hands on the man who has been bitten by a mad dog and saved by the mad-stone.” Dr. George P. Cunningham has made the study of hydrophobia a speciality, and it is more than probable has cauter¬ ized more wounds made by dogs than any other man in Chicago. His office is a few doom from the Chicago avenue police station. Every person on the North Side bitten by a dog supposed to be mad rushes to the station and the vic¬ tim is hurried to Dr. Cunningham. For¬ ty to fifty dog-bitten people come to him every year, and he estimates that he has cauterized over two hundred wounds made by these animals. But three per- sons whose wounds he has treated have died of hydrophobia. “If the raadstone is a fraud, thc medi¬ cal fraternity ought to prove it,” Dr. Cunningham said. “I have examined all the encyclopedias and medical author¬ ities that come within my reach to secure some positive information concerning madstones. I have not the slightest idea of their origin. I can’t even find out what they look like j have always wanted t0 fiee ouc so that hl ratnb i ing about 1 might pick U p a stone that look- cd like it and mako some experiments. j bayc never seen a person who had seen one Xhev must have the power of a bUC ti 0 u-pump if they can draw out thc p 0 j S0 n that has .been ill the system two or tbree -weeks, as it is claimed they can do. ,,j j mag j ne that a madstone has about as much effect as a piece of blotting pa¬ per. Anything that has absorbent quali¬ ties would be beneficial, but I should hate to risk a madstone thirty minutes after the poison had entered the wound even if it has the qualities claimed for it. The virus enters the system the moment after the bite. Not all of the poison is taken up at once, of course, and by promp- cauterization the remaining virus is destroyed .”—Chicago News. Didn’t Hurt llitn. A hillside farmer, driving a miserable looking horse, stopped in front of a feed 6tore and was trying to sell a frost-bitten rooster when a man rushed up to him and sa id.; “Look at your i lamed old horse, up to his eyes in my bale of bay.” “Is it your liay?” “Of course, it is. Take your horse away from here. ” “Of course I will, fur I never like ter tramp on a man’s rights—” “Take him away, I tell you!” “Yes, I will. Yu, back here! AVelt,” ho added as he climbed into the wagon and started away, “thar’s one consolin’ thing erbout the transackshun. The hoss j don’t, ’pear ter he hurt much.”— Arlan- } saw Traveler. Life Cars. • In a little gray house with a red roof, which stands on a desolate stretch of beach in Oecau County, New Jersey, there hangs an oval iron case which has a singular history. The house is a station of the Life-Saving Service, and the case is tlie first life-car ever used in the world. Its story is as follows. After the organization of the Life- Saving Service tvs a branch of the Gov¬ ernment, in 1871, its insjiectors visited every part cf the coast to examine into the condition of the station-houses and their equipments. One of these officers was on the New Jersey coast during a heavy storm, when a ship was driven on the bar. lie saw the desperate efforts of the surfmen to reach her in their heavy life-boat. They at last succeeded, and took off as many of the passengers at the boat would hold, but in returning, it was swamped by tho furious breakers, and rescued and res¬ cuers were washed into the sea. For weeks and months afterwards the inspector went about like a man dis¬ traught, intent on devising a model for a boat which should be at once light enough to handle in such seas, and heavy enough not to be overturned by them. The problem was so difficult that he was in (lispair. But one day he startled his companions by exclaiming, “Swing it on a cable, and put a lid to it 1” The idea was at once carried out. Tills life-car was mada,—ail oval, air-tight case closed by a lid which screws down, and hung by iron rings on a cable ex¬ tended from the shore to the ship. On the first day it was used, two hundred persons escaped in it from the Ayrshire, a vessel wrecked off the New Jersey coast. These care, of an improved shape, arc now to be found in every life-saving station. But this old battered veteran is regarded with a touching pride and af¬ fection by the brave surliuen. “She has done good work in the world,” they say; an epitaph which we would all be glad to share with the life- car. — Youth's Companion. Harpy-IIunting. The Dutch planters in Java invite each other to bat soirees. The cavernous south coast of their island harbors my¬ riads of kalongs. or fruit-eating bats, for their size about the most voracious mam¬ mals of our latter-day creation. In a sin¬ gle night a full-grown kalong will eat his own weight in bananas, grapes, or bread-fruit, and in stress of hunger will attack any soft vegetable substance, and, indeed, almost any organic substance whatever, for captive specimens have been know to devour sponges and kid gloves. A few minutes after sunset those harpies leave their dens, and, after cir¬ cling about the coast in shrieking swarms, decide on the plan of their campaign,, and descend en masse on the fruit groves of the most convenient valley. At the first ahum the villagers snatch up their slings and start at a double-quick, picking up stones as they run. Every minute’s de- iav may cost them a bushel of fruit. But before charging the marauders they send their best marksmen to sdtnc vantage- ground cm the seaward sidaof the battle¬ ground, having found by experience that thc flying harpies will take a bee-line to t'ne coast. A few 1 scouts then rush in with loud yells, or open the at¬ tack by filing off a blunderbus, and in tho next minute the answering shrieks of the harpies rise on the air, and with a rush the whole swarm sail away, fol¬ lowed by a volley of hurtling stones.— Felix L. Oswald.. Cals as Bed-felloug. In reply to the query of a correspond¬ ent as to the popular belief that a cat will suck thc breath of a sleeping infant, Babyhood says: “Dr. Tomlinson of Chi¬ cago, dismisses die subject Socratically: ‘AV hat good do you suppose it would do a cat to draw into its lungs breath which a human being has just exhaled ?’ Never¬ theless it may be said, with all respect for Dr. Tomlinson and no respect at all for superstition, that the warmth-loving cat has a way of preferring baby’s crib as a sleeping-place to any other bed or cor- ; ner. If driven away, she will return I stealthily again and again to the snug j covert. She loves, furthermore, tones- 1 tie close to baby’s body, as often as not thmsting her whiskered nose against the velvet cheek, pink and warm with sleep. Thus far, .she may do no harm. But when she occasionally curls her bulk of live, six or eight pounds’ weight upon j the sleeper’s heaving chest mischief may come of it. To escape thc risk of this mischance, if for no other reason, keep pussy away from your slumbering baby. Indeed, lie is best off without any bed- } fellow.” The Doctor Nonplussed. i A little fellow happened into Dr. | Hutchins’ office a few days ago on an er¬ rand. The physician looked him over and rather startlingly remarked: “You’re just the kind of a boy I’m looking for. I’m going to kill you.” The small chap was not a whit abashed, but looking wisely up into the doctor’s face, asked: “Do you kill many boys in the course of tlie. year?” The doctor il * ,n a T iarter in of a d me. and forgot to ask for the j change. - -Minneapolis Trihum. ‘ LITTLE MRS. DODDS. How She Proved Herself a Woman of Great Nerve. A. Western Stage Bobbery tint Ended Badly for the Robbers. Soon after the close <> f the civil war. and when the West was a great deal wilder than it i- now, several of us took the stage one day from Austin to Eureka, Nevada. As a matter of fact, there were five men and one woman, a dumpy little body with rosy face and blue eyes, whose mime was Mrs. Dodds. She lived in Eureka, and was returning home after u visit. The stage route had been clear of road agents for a long time, but as a matter of ceremony each man carried a revolver in a hostler belted around him, and there may have been two or three bowie-knives in the crowd. We got away from Aus¬ tin in good shape, and in an hour we were ail pretty well acquainted. Noth¬ ing of particular interest happened dur¬ ing the day or early evening, but about 9 o’clock at night, while most of us were half asleep, the stage came to a sudden halt, and a clear, sharp voice rang out: “If you move a foot I’ll send a bullet through your head! Inside the stage there! No nonsense, now! Hand thoso pistols out butt foremost!” He threw the door open and covered everybody with the muzzle of his revol- ver. Stage passengers have been called cowards for permitting themselves to be “held up” by one man. The time be- tween the stoppage of the stage and the opening of the door was so brief that none of us could have pulled a pistol, After that, to have made a motion would have been to invite a shot. Any one of us would have been a fool to resist. “Step down here!” commanded the agent, and one by one we “stepped.” As each man descended he pulled his pistol and laid it on the ground, and then took his place in line. “Ah! a woman here!” said the agent as Mrs. Dodds started to come down, “You may remain in the coach I don’t rob women.” She settled back, and he turned to us, a pistol in each hand, anti briskly re¬ marked: “Now. then, time is money. Each ol you gents shell out, and place the boodle on tlie ground. The man who attempts to Swindle me will get a dose of lead.” We began to shell. I stood nearest i the coach, at the head of the line, and I j placed watch and wallet on thc ground. As I straightened up I saw little Mrs. Dodds hitching about in the coach. In a few seconds the barrel of a revolver rested against the side of the open door. The agent had iris left side to the coach, and was about twelve feet away. If the woman missed him she would certainly hit one of the men in line. She must know this, and I doubted if she would take the chances. “Come don’t he slow about it,” called the agent. “At this rate you won’t get into Eureka for a week ! 1 want- 1” At that instant there was a flash and a report, and he leaped clear off his feet and fell to the ground in a heap. We grab¬ bed for our pistols and rushed upon him, but he was as dead as a nail. The bullet from her revolver has struck him full in the ., and ,, he knew , what ■ hit , ,, him. , , ear never We turned to the coach, and there was ..... little Mrs. ,, Dodds .. , . crying pist . like worn- a while , the smoking . .‘ revolver , lay , the an, on seat. ... We just . lilted .... . , her down , and , , hug- ged , her , as if we were her five brothers, ’ for she had saved the crowd , a matter of 4 •plojUUU. AVe couldn’t press a present upon her, but when we got to Eureka we made her husband pocket a purse of $500, and we slipped in another hundred to buy the little woman the nicest silk dress in tho Silver State.— Detroit Free Press. Determined to V’ote. AA7e clip the following, from a Glasgow, (Scotland,) letter: AViiat will American voters think of the fact that some had to walk twenty miles to record their votes, and they walked it under torrents of rain! i n other cases they had to cross stormy chann( . ls in small boats . S o determined were q,,. j le0 plc of my native place to vote q mt q le men joined together and hired small 8tcamcr< In another case thc candidate himself chartm . d a steamer for tempest’that t hc dav and on its arrival such was the the smal , bo „t s could scarcely get out to it. Not to be beaten, the voters carried on their sho ulders a large boat from far in¬ j , and and limnchc d it for thc occasion, Thus, by boat and steamer and road, the new voters found their way to the far-off polling booths, and for the first time re¬ alized they were men of national impor- tonce. Her Method of Revenge. ! “Here is rather a sad incident in tho paper, my dear,” said Squildig. | “What is it?” asked his wife. i “A Bohemian girl in Chicago commit- ted suicide to spite her lover,'who had offended her.” j “Thc foolish girl! I wouldn’t have taken out my spite in that way.” “What would you have done?” “I’d have married him.” And Squildig went down town won- ! dering how he had offended his wifs be- fore they were married. SCIENTIFIC SCRAPS. It has been demonstrated by Mr. J. W. ; Slater that caterpillars are affected by magnetic currents, which hinder their development and even kill them. In a paper on harbors, Prof. L. M. Ilaupt mentions that from New York to i the Gulf of Mexico there nro only four j natural entrances where tho depth at j mean low water is over sixteen feet, while j die largest ships draw from twenty-six to twenty-eight-mid-a-half feet. . From recent experiments by Dr. Par- I sons ou the disinfection of clothes and : bcdding by heatj thc conclusion is [cached that the germs of thc ordinary infectioua diseases cannot withstand an I exposure of an hour to dry heat of 220 : Fahrenheit, of ' degress or an exposure five minutes to boiling water cr steam of i degrees. ; 212 in the Smithsonian Institute at Wash- ington is the small nugget of gold, a lit¬ tle larger than a pea, that first met the eyes of John Marshall in the sawmill raceway at Sacramento, and was the be¬ ginning of those discoveries in Califor- ilia that have added nearly $1,500,000,- 000 in gold to the world's stock of the precious metal. At a recent lecture delivered in Phiia- dclphia by a prominent scientist, the gentleman said it takes a prodigious amount of vegetable matter to form a , layer of „ coal; , that , the , present growth . of , the world would make ft layer only one- eighth of an inch thick, and that it would take 1,000,000 years to form a coa i tied 100 lect tlu'ck. A curious phenomenon has just been brought to light by thc removal of j lightning rod. To the end of the rod, | which has been imbedded in ferruginous 1 earth for about fifteen years, was found attached a lump of iron ore, weighing \ ninety-six pounds, supposed to have been aggregated by tlreaetion of clcctrie- itv from the surrounding earth. A French journal calls attention to the rich oil contained in thc grains of the tong-ycou, a tree which grows in China, This oil is easily extracted by pressure, has a density of 0.9382, and posscssri a variety of curious properties. It dries i more rapidly than any other known oil, it has also the power of solidifying un- der the action of light and out of contact with the air. Tllc purified fat of sheep’s wooi, which ( i has been introduced into the chug market under the name of lanolin, is said to pos- ; sess remarkable susceptibility of absorp- , tion by the skin. When 1000 parts of it j arc mixed with one part of a soluble me- tallic substance and applied to the scalp, a within metallic few taste is noticed in is the mouth | a minutes. It thought the j substance will be of great value for oint- meuts. A number of able European scientists have been engaged in observing the spots on the sun with a view of ascertaining whether they have any perceptible effect upon thc climate of the earth. After comparing notes, they have come to the conclusion that as far as they have been able to determine, they cannot say posi¬ tively whether the activity of the sun, as shown by the spots, means a decrease of the solar heat received by the earth or} the contrary. 11 atesmnn. In the legislature _P Representative 1 Rob- , bitt, . of , Kentucky, , generally „ selects . ' a subieot . and , occasion ... that suits him, an ’ ’ and then , , he . prepared . for , all ,, is comers, lie doer, not like to be interpreted . , . , when , , he . addressing . , the . house. T1 Recently, is when , the ,, galleries ,, . were filled with ladies, modest , . member , arose and , asked , , Bob- „ , a bitt: ■‘Will the gentleman yield lor a ques- tion?” “No, sir,” retorted Bobbitt instantly; , ‘I do not care to have any common flow- ers thrust into my gorgeous bouquet.” Columns could be filled with odd bits from his speeches. “I’m as free as the wind3 that fan my marble brow,” was his initial announce- ment to the house. referred tlie other nay to “the county I have the honor to represent and the county that has the honor to be rep- ‘ resented by me.” “Don’t interrupt me,” he replied to Major Moss; I am engaged in painting with the pencil of Hogarth, and I want uo daubs upon my lr.agnificant canvas.’ — Atlanta Constitution. ~~ Uninformed. A t , bright-eyed . , little girl of bycars was on board a Kansas Pacific tram bound for Denver. She had never before been bevond the the limits of her Eastern ! home and manifested unusual interest in ; all she saw. The wide plains and the prairie dogs interested her, but she was most nnxiou3 , to see a genuine specimen of that purely Western product—a cowboy. The train was waiting at a station in Kansas when the longed for cowboy ap- peared. He was a typical specimen— wide sombrero, leather breeches, red flannel shirt, a belt filled with knives and pistols and a desperate-looking character generally, “There is a cowboy for you,” whis- ! pered a gentleman to the little girl. “AVhat! that!” she asked in unfeigned surprise aud evident disappointment. “Why! I always thought a c wboy was part boy and part cow .”—Free Press. VOL. 1. NO. 36. Newport News, 1880. The huge sea monster, the “Merrimac;” The mad see monster, the "Monitor;” You may sweop tbe BPa , ()eer ; 0 nvard and back, But never a sign or a sound of war. A vulture or two in tho heavens blue; A sweet town building, a boatman's call; The far sen-song of a pleasure crew; The sound of hammers. Anu that is all. And where nro tbe monsters that tore this main! And where are the monsters that shook this shore! The sea grow mad! And the shore shot flame! The mad sea monsters they are no more. The palm, and tho pine, end the wa.sands brown; e far sea-sengs of tlie pleasure crews, air like balm in this building town— And that is the picture of Report News. j —Joaquin Miller In Independent. HUMOROUS. The lawyer’s advertisement—Give me a trial. Felt slippers—Those applied to vicious youngsters. What is taken from you before you | possess it? Your photograph. it's tho little things that tell- espe- I cially the little brothers and sisters. The j e ^ ter carrier that gets around 1 quickest is the cylinder of a printing- p regJ , Professor (who is about to have hn j hftjr cut )__ How told is it in this room, j Pray allow me to keep my hat ou! A western sight-seer being told that the dried-up man of 110 pounds weight was Evarts, the New York senator, said: | “By gosh! I’ll bet he boards." | An English paper reports that during | recent explorations at Nineveh a petrified j umbrella was found in one of the temples. Near by was the petrified man who was just about to make off with it. Professor—Docs my question trouble y° u i s ' r ‘ Student No, sir, not at all. i But I am a little in uoubt how to frame m y answer so as to give you the precise information for which you seem to ask. “Mamma,” said Johnny, “can any- body liom with their mouthl 7*o, child, I don’t think they can,” replied the mother. - . Then, mamma, what inada Mr. Jones tell sister he wanted to tell her something and put liis lips to her mouth instead of her ear?” “Landlord,” said a Wisconsin trav- eler, emerging from the dinning-room after a long and fruitless struggle to sc- cure a dinner—“Landlord, there’s one thing you have here that’s as good as the Palmer House, Chicago.” “I am very glad to please you, What is it?” “The salt.” Natural Selection in Mankind. “The strongest men in intellect,” said Professor Dana in his closing lecture on Evolution in Peabody Museum, New Haven, “are gradually taking possessiou of the globe, thus exemplifying natural selection. This is seen in the spreading out of England’s domain. Before 1859 it was supposed that that species had al¬ ways existed in the same condition in which they were then found. Now this has all vanished. The reasons for the migration of animals and plants are sweeping. All changes in physical con¬ ditions of migrations may work great changes either good or bad. Let the temperature 1 or humidity of a climate be changed, , * ..... ’,. it will be for the benefit of some and the disadvantage . . of . others. .. Thus, cutting ° down shade ... trees will •„ strengthen & , the , grass which was under the tree, , while ... ’ it .. will crowd , out the , weeds. , Remains of tropical species are found in Great Britian, showing that it was once joined to the continent. North America was once joined to Europe across the Arctic oceaD, allowing the passage of animals. Migrating birds and stonn winds may carry with them many hundreds of miles small insects and seeds. The migration of the potato bug from Colorado has been rapid, and were it not for man’s care there would have been a complete de¬ struction of the species of potatoes.” Blunting the Feelings. “Curious how one’s feelings get blunt- ed by the sight, of blood aud horrors,” 8a y s Sir Chas. Wilson, in his new narra- tivc of the Nile expedition. •There was one strange incident. An unwounded Arab - ftrmed witb a R P ear > j uul P ed U P aild charged an officer. The officer grasped the spear with his left hand, and ri « ht ran 1Us SWOrd throu ? h tho Arab’s body; and there for a few seconds they stood, the office, being unable to withdraw his sword until a man ran up and shot the Arab. It was a living cm- bodiment of one of the old gladiatorial frescoes of Pompeii. It did not, strange to say, seem horrible; rather, after what had passed, an every-day occurrence. I used to wonder before how the Romans could look on at the gladiatorial fights; 1 do so no longer.” No Uncertainty. Angelina: Didn’t you promise me, Edwin, when you went out that yhu’d certainly be home by one? Edwin: Yezh, my dear, ytizh, and here I am jezh to the moment. Angelina: Just to the moment, in- deed! Do you know what time it ;s o°w? Edwin: Jezh one, my dear, ezh Jezh heard it strike an-' over oue over again.— Life. S'- ■ -
