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THE HENRY COUNTY WEE KEY, A JOURNALDEVOTED TO HOME RULE, TARIFF REFORM AND BOURBO*N DEMOCRACY. VOL. XV. fiOYM 9 ft ROYAL Wt'WIJ 111 &AKIN 6 POWDER Absolutely Pure. This powder never vanes. A marvel ol purity, strength and wltolrxttMctuMMa Mom* economical than the ordinary kinds, and cannot tie sold in competition with the mul titude of low tost, short weight alum er phosphate powders. Sold onlv in cans. Royal Baking Powiikr Co., lOti Wall street, New York. novlS-ly i’HOI'KSSIOXA /. VA Kits. ||K. «. P. VAiiraiMUlW DENTIST, Me DoNOI'fJH li\. Anv one dosurinj? work done can '•»<> hc* eoinmodated either t>y railing on me in per son or addressing mo through the mails. Perms cash, unless special arrangements are otherwiseAladc. Gko W. lie van I W.T. Bkkkn. ItIC V A Ai IH('Ki:>, ATTORNEYS’ at law, McDonoi-oh, 'la. Will practice ift the counties composing the Flint Judicial Circuit, the SuprcmeCourt cf Georgia and the United States District Court. " apr‘27-1 v 7*n. ii. nnmn., attorney at raw, McDonough, Ga. Will practice in llie counties the Flint Circuit, the Supreme Court of Georgia, and the United States District Court. nntrlti-ly •' K l UJ iA . attorney at raw. McDonoicih, cla. Will practice in all the Courts of Georgia Special attention given to commercial and other collections. Will attend all the Courts at Hampton regularly. Office upstairs over The Weekly office. ) * ' VAIi attorney at law, Me Donouoh , Ga . Will practice in the counties composingthe Flint Judicial Circuit, and the Supreme and District Courts of Georgia. Prompt attention givm to collections. oct. r >-79 U' A. ItKOW A. ‘ ATTORNEY AT LAW. McDonough, Ga. Will practice in all the counties compos ing the Flint Circuit, the Supreme Court of Georgia and the United States District Court. jaril-ly ,| v I-I i;i*u s, ATTORNEY AT LAW, Hamiton, Ga, Will practice in all Hie counties composing t he Flint .Indicia! Circuit, the Supreme Court of Georgia and the District Court of the United States. Special and prompt atten tion given to Collections, Oct 8, 1888 Jno. 1). Stkwaut. j R.T. Daniel. KI UWAIM' a ATTORNEYS AT LAW, GiurriN, Ga. j tic. »e. aic,>'oi.ii. Hampton. Ga, I hereby tender my professional service to the people of Hampton and surrounding country. Will attend all cal’s night and day. j Oil A 1.. TIH. ATTORNEY AT LAW, Gate City Natioal Rank Building, Atlanta, Ga, Practices in the State and Federal Courts. giuiffin foundry t AND Machine Works. \\[c announce to the FnhUc that we are t \ prepared to manufacture Engine Boil ers ; will tak<* orders for all k'nds of Boil ers. We are prepan <1 to do all kinds ol repairing on Engines, Boilers Mid Machin ery, generally. We keep in ttock Brass fittings of all kinds; also Inspirators, In jectors, Safety Valves, Steam Guages, Pipe and Pipe Fittings and Iron and Brass Castings of every Description. o*l*o U> A W AIXO IT, Hail l ‘oad Selledfiles , Oeor»ia Midland <V Gulf Railroad. SOI TH. Leave Mc Donough 7:00 a. m. Arrive Greenwood 7 .*£7 44 44 T.ouella 7:45 44 44 Griffin ... ... 8:05 44 NORTH. Leave Griffin 4:00 p. m. Arr vp Louella 4:40 44 4 * Greenwood .. 4:48 44 44 McDonough 5:03 “ M. E. GRAY, Sup’t. 3 3 ■ £$ andWhtskeyHaWts ijyj ffc cured at borne with er 111 |VI oat p&in. Book of par* S & q&F 3t 8 ticUtare sent I'RKE. ii.M WOOLLEY,M.L>. At Inn la. tin OL&ce ltOV« Whitehall ELAINE AND ELAINE. L Dead, sho drifted to his feet; Tell us. Love, Is Death so sweet? Oh! the river flowethdeep, Fathoms deeper is her sleep Oh! the current driveth strong; Wilder tides drive souls along. **rjffi*»g. tJ»ou£> Iwyj bo** not* To the heart of Ltmuoelot. Let her pass, It is her place. Death hath given her this grace. Let her pass; she resteth well What her dreams are who can tell? Mute the steersman; why, if he Speaketh not a word, should we? a Dead, she drifteth to his feet. Close, her eyes keep secrets sweet. Living, he had loved her well; High as heaven and deep as he!L VntttM.ww><kulwMkiU Watt yon tor her, Launcclot? Oh t the river floweth fast Who Is justified at last? Locked her lips are. Hush! If she Say eth nothing, how should we? —Elizabeth Stuart Phelps. Jews Wailing at Solomon's Wall. Each of these persons had a well fhutnbed Hebrew Bible in his band, and from time to time the party broke out into a sort of chant, in which an old patriarch led, and in which the others joined. This chant was one of mourning over Jerusalem. It wailed over the great Jews who were dead, and for the temple that was in the hands of the heathen. As it reached its end the feeling of the mourners seemed to be more intense. The tears flowed faster. The women kissed the stones of Solomon's temple and the men threw their hands against them in a frenzy of feeling. I took a seat on a stone at one end of tlie wailing place, and watched witli wonder these people wailing for their nation. I asked for a translation of one of the chants, and from it I take the following, which shows better than anything else the feeling that Rus sian Jews have in going to Jerusalem, and which might be called the prayer which is uppermost in every Jewish heart the world over. It is: “We pray thee have mercy on Zion. O Lord, gather the children of Jerusa lem together. May the kingdom soon return to Zion. Comfort those who mourn over Jerusalem, and may the branch of Jesse spring up in it, and peace and joy abide with Zion.” This wailing has been going on by the Jews at this place for more than five hundred years. When I sn.\v it I observed a number of Americans and English looking on. The instantane ous camera fiend was there. He was an American, and I was surprised to seo him fix his tripod and take a pict ure of these weeping people. I heard some of the other Americans laughing at them, and I felt indignant as the sound reached my ears. I could not laugh myself. It was one of the sad dest sights that man has ever seen. Frank G. Carpenter in National Trib une. The Coquette. The coquette is helped over danger ous crossings, her packages are picked up and brushed when she drops them. The first place at a bank window and the first consideration In the shops are hers. The coquette gets the loveliest flowers, the most delicious candies, the newest books and the latest prints in the market. The coquettes receive the idolatry of men, their hearts, their hands, their names and finally their worldly goods. She need not make a showcase of herself nor play the flower garden to be captivating. A girl can be abso lutely irresistible in a fifteen cent cam bric. Innocence, yduth, beauty, senti ment are associated with a girl in a white dress. kMenty of men shrink from brocade and passemouterie as fabrics beyond their income, but the white cambric, the white mull, the white anything is a raiment that blots out arithmetical calculation. The coquette may be as wise as Maria Mitchell, Susan B. Anthony or Abigail Dodge, but she will never let a man find it out. She knows too well how they hate things didactic And so she smiles sweetly, talks gayly and lives to please.—New York World. A Wealthy Newsboy. “Mose” Jacobs, a noted newsboy of Des Moines, la., is said to be the best known person in the state of lowa, and has a corner on all the papers from larger cities in the country. His voice sounds like a steam calliope, and it lias not been used in vain, as he is now re puted to be worth SIO,OOO, largely in Des Moines real estate. From early youth “Mose" has supported his mother and several brothers and sisters. He has the manners of a gentleman, and is highly popular among the citivns of tljc thriving capital city.—Denver Ne*vs. A Point of Nationality. At the Boston Art club Miss A. Is do ing the honors. She is quite well ac quuinted with one of the exhibitors, and tells her party some amusing an ecdotes of the young artist. Said Miss I)., “Your friend must be quite a Bohemian " “Oh, no,” answered Miss A., “she is an American; at least her father is.” Boston Transcript A bicyclist has achieved tlie feat of coasting down Mount Washington, where the fall is 5.000 feet in eight miles. But Pedalite. who has indulged in sevend (leaders on his machine, says that some of the falls lie has made, proportionally at least, beat this Mount Washington ehap all to nothing. - i Boston Tnumeric* McDonough, ga., fridam* srptembeiliu, i«ik>. A Fish nawk’s Nest. The nests of birds always interest us. The skill with which the oriole es It is swinging house to the branches of the elm is ever a source of admira tion. In what odd plaoes, too, are nests sometimes found! An old ooat hung across a fence to serve as a scarecrow attracts the smaller birds, and that which was an occasion of terror to the crows becomes a cozy residence for a pair of wrens or sparrows. While cruising along the coast of Maine we saw a fish hawk's nest in a very unexpected place. We were run ning through what is called on the charts the Fox Island thoroughfare, and were headed to the westward, making tor North Haven. Just before wo reached tills place our attention was called to a “spindle” on the starboard. Tfa# “splndto” to' it all iWig ry*b*T>f iron, with a circular, concave iron disk at the top, and is placed here to mark a dangerous ledge. It rises out of the water to a height of perhajis twenty feet The slightly hollowed disk that surmounted the rod contained a large nest constructed of coarse sticks and twigs, and on the edge, calmly secure in their tfomain, two fish hawks wore perched, watching for their finny proy. Here, a mile from shore, safe above the reach of angry billows, they had built their home. It is interesting to think of them when the sea was lushed to fury and the storm raged upon the deep, dwelling there between the sea and the sky. These birds usually nest in tall trees on cliffs—in places not to be reached by man without much difficulty, but instinct had led this pair to choose a home amid the waves, a home suited to £he wild find wary nature that loves solitude so well. —Cor. Youth's Com panion. Oliver Cromwell's Watch. Daniel C. Hopper, of Hopper, Mc- Gan & Co., Baltimore, Md., has a watch which was once the property of Oliver Cromwell. It is of the old English pattern, witli a double case, the outer part of which is removable. The outer case is covered with shark skin riveted on with brass rivets. The numerals on the dial are irregular Arabic characters, and the timepiece, like others of the period, lias no second hand. The Inner easo was once very massive, but it has been worn quite thin and is consider ably battered. The movement is a very peculiar one. Its machinery is piled up in an odd shaped bunch, which is sur mounted by an elaborately engraved shield. ( Tlie ns 'p of th|Mtakcr is not shown on the movement or on either of the cases, but a piece of work, evidently inserted in repairing, bears the inscrip tion, “Jam’s Ilbery, London.” Within the outer case is a circular pioce of paper, on which Is printed a coarse wood cut, surrounded by tlie inscrip tion, “A. Ileickle, patent lever watch maker, St. James street, 09, Liverpool." The history of the watch is well au thenticated. It descended to Mr. Hop per from Professor Glover, an English educator and naturalist, who was an enthusiastic collector of antiquities. Professor Glover was a direct descend ant of the Cromwell family, and pos sessed ample proof that tho watch was worn by tho protector. St. Louis Globe-Democrat. Pretty Good EtiglUh for a Novice. We been doing the pottery with some of the new suinmerists who had just come, and had enjoyed the many tilings we saw there. Going Into one room we found several little girls var nishing the saucers of flower pots. One of the Indies tried to converse with ono of the girls, but the attempt was use less. Then the foreman said; “She doesn't s[>eak English. She is French." Two of our party who had studied French, and who prided themselves on their Parisian accent, said tliey would speak to her. After some consultation one asked her if she liked her work. Silence from the French girl. Then the other began: “Quel age nvez-vous?” “Oh, shut up!" exclaimed the girl, looking up angrily. We concluded that her English edu cation had commenced.—Boston Tran script. Huseball Popular In England. We seem to have borrowed still an other Idea from our American cousins, for baseball Is now fast beooinlng a most popular game, and especially in tile north, where a league (with, we ex-, poet, the inevitable challenge cup) has been formed, and the famous Preston North End football team, among others, are keeping themselves in con dition by a constant practice of tliis comparatively new amusement. As Is well known, it is the premier sport of its sort In the United Stat**, and promi nent professionals at the game can earn Incomes which would make even our leading cricket professors en vious. Five or six hundred a year is a by no means extraordinary or out of the wuy salary for a first rate pitcher.—Pall Mall Gazette. Employ*** of » Summer I!o^>l. There are thirty chambermaids cm-, ployed, four clerks, eight porters, eigilt een bell boys and forty women who do nothing but wasli dishes. The cost of running the hotel in wages to the 1,000 employes during the three months which constitutes the season is SIOO,OOO. —New York World. Water has been found in the desert of Sahara in such vast quantities by means of artesian wells that French engineers are confident of being able to extend their railroad to a distance of a week's journey from Algeria right through the desert. A MASTERLY RfTREAT. llow John Shy S»t«I fIN Family from the I millin'*. A gentleman jmssed through the olty I recently on his way to Excelsior Springs whose name three or four years ago was one of the moat popuJAr in tlie daily press of that day. It was Mr. John % Shy, of Iteming, N. M whose deed of heroism In saving his wife and family from massacre by a band of savage Apaches after a rminii JtUght of severni miles will ever make L*ntune a con t{ilcuous one in tlie history of tlie west. Tlie story is as follows:w‘ - Mr. Shy had sett lot'<*>* a ranch in New Mexico with his wife and young f son, their place being i»«A‘utoen from any other settlement. The ranph was attacked by a r-»\lng bond of algtlteen Apaohee, drive off tlie stock. Mr. Shy, who was well irmod and had plenty of ammunition, placed his wife and child in a place of safety within the house, and then opened fire, which was returned. Tlie fight was waged for sons' time till one of the Indians succeeded in crawling up to and setting fire to the tiouse. Tills necessitated flight, so sending Mrs. Shy forward under cover of the smoke of tho burning building, the husband and father, carrying ilia young son under Ills arm, made a dash for the cover of some thick brush which was growing near by. An Indian's bullet went through the child's hip and kxlged in the father's body, but tlie fight wont oil. Mr. Shy ran forward some distance, and thou dropping tlie child in tho brtisli would face about and fire at the lending pur suer, who would til us be brought to a standstill for a time. Then another short fight and another stand to gain tlmo for Mrs. Shy, who was fleeing in the front, and so the day was spent. The Indians finally gave up the chase, which had cost thorn no less than six warriors, and tho exhaustodrfugitives managed to roach the city of Doming with their lives. Tlie wounds received by both father and son were rapidly healed, and now, when the hostiles are forever expelled from or killed out of that neighborhood, tliere is no more flourishing or happy family in New Mexico tlmn that of valorous John T. Shy.—Kansas City Times. A Memorial to a I'rinoA. A memorial to the late prince im porial of France has recently been erected in tlie Catholic church, Chisle liurst, where his remains rested before their removal to tho mausoleum at Farnborough. Tlie memorial consists of a canopied wall tomb designed in the Fifteenth century Gothic to har monize with tho church in which it is placed. It occupies a site at the west ern end of tlie north wall, and is main ly constructed of Caen stone. Tlie tomb itself is raiseil upon a step and has a frontal enriched witli tracery Inclosing the Imperial cipher, and bear ing in its center tlie following inscrip tion: “To tho pious, noble and cliival rotis Louis Najxjleon, Prince Imperial of France, who fell in England's cause on June l, 1879. This monument is erected by his faithful servant and friend, tlie Right Rev. Mgr. Goddard, rector of this parish." Upon tho tomb slab rests a recumbent figure of tho prince, life size, in white alabaster. He is attired in tlie uniform of tho royal artillery, worn In his fatal cam paign in Ztiluland, and is wrapped in liis military cloak.—London Times. Tlu* Force of Dynamite. Shooting a candle through a two inch solid plunk without disturbing it in the least is being outdono by dyna mite, which is so quick in its action that a tender green loaf cun bo com pressed into the hardest steel before it has time to flatten. Ono of the experi ments of the United States Torpedo works was to place some leaves between two heavy, flat pieces of iron, set them on a firm foundation, and see what gun cotton would do hi forcing the iron pieces together. The reaction was so great from just being exploded in the open air that one of the iron pieces was driven down upon the other quick enough to catch an exact and complete impression of the leaves before they could escape. It is also a singular fact that the gun cotton itself should sink deep into the iron when it explodes, showing the points of the letters stamped into the cartridges. This novel method of engraving by gun powder is one of the wonders of this cctitury. —Cleveland Plain-Dealer. A Queer Counterfeiter. Bpecial Agent Brooks has two sppcl mens of the marvelous handiwork of the crank counterfeiter, who once or twice a year annoys the government detectives by putting in circulation a bogus #2O or SSO note. “My impres sion is," said Mr. Brooks, “that he is an artist who every few months utters ono of these notes through pure devil try. They are remarkable specimens of counterfeiting sAill, and a peculiar ity of them is that they are all done in soft colors, and the impression can lie easily wiped out with a wet sponge. The money thus unlawfully made does not liegin to pay for the time and ex pense of making these notes.” —Now York Telegram. The first schoolmasters on Manhat tan Island liad no text books. They were not even the fortunate jiossessors of a key or a pony. They read the Bible, taught their pupils to write a good Dutch hand and to recite the catechism by rote. In Peter Stuyve sant’s time things were improved, as a few school books were sent from Hol land. They were tb& property of the colony. sl-00 CASH, $1.50 ON SPACE: AND WORTH IT. THOUGHT HER TIME HAD COME. Au Old Witnexwt* Home Fire works, and l’lnj-ed for Help. An incident which occurred in tho •fewer jiaviUon the other day is too i good to be lost Tlie telling of it has , been delayed, but it will probably be none tlie worse for it. Among tho a« Ci lesions which have become rather fashionable was one from tlie town of Hwnjistead, and it was composed of j tile uieinlx TB of the Iloiapot.ad Method- \ ist EptsrO|ud church. With the schol ars of the Sunday school Mid tlie mem bora of tlie okurcti. young and obi, the pastor and clerical friends, they formed a goodly company. Among the mein Ix'rs was a gissl old colored “aunty,” hud during the early afternoon aud evening she enjoyed herself immensely, mid. like those of her kind, took us much pleasure in seeing others having fun as in trying to obtain it for herself. Among tho attractions of the day w;is a visit to the fireworks, arrange ments for which laid lieen previously made. “Aunty” went early to tlie in closure. She took a front seat. The scenery at once claimed her attention, and she wits profuse in her exciama tions of pleasure. The Mexican dance, the athletes and the trick horse and { other incidents of the spectacle drew forth exclamations of delight, and when the troops marched up and down on both sides of tlie “river” she was reml uiscent to those n tiout her of troops anil soldiers she had seen in tho past Tho cannonading began, the rockets boom- j ed, and tho incessant din opened up, and “aunty’s” Conduct suddenly changed. She fairly quaked witli fear. She shrieked uudslie howled. She im plored those alxiut her to give her pro tection. No amount of assurance of safety would appease hor, and witli a despairing shriek she fell on her knees, and- with uplifted hands appealed for help from above, saying: “Tho judgment day huh come. Oh, j Lord! I’so a good niggalil Save me! i I'so gone done nothin'." A seat companion bade her rise, and some of tho officers tried to reassure her. “Go way, dull. Ohl if do time hab come, is 1 ready. Lord! Save met Save mel" Thus "aunty" prayed and implored till tlie last rocket had been fired, the smoke cleared away and all was quiet. Then she looked ratlier sheepishly about, smiled and said: “What an old fool I is, ain’t I? But fireworks ain’t like dat always, Is doyf I don’t come 110 11101X1, dat’s sure’s you bom, nohow. Giltiug skewed like dat don't agree with me, I’se telling you. You heali me, honey? De dibil mils’ like de white folks, ho helps dem do such fun ny tilings."—Brooklyn Times. Th© Way in N«w York. Tlio sudden appearance of a police man for some uuoccountable reason struck terror to the soul of an un washed son of Italy who had boon ten derly watching his peach cart at the corner of Exchange place and New street the othor day. He was soizod with something that looked very much like a Chinese fit, during which he up set his cart, and then he dashed oil toward Broad street. Acting on the general principle that running away is prirna facie evidenco of a violation of the Penal Code, the [xiliceman started in pursuit. 110 caught his man at Broad street and took him back to his cart His stock of peaches had by this tiiue fallen to a lonely liulf dosen. A big crowd gathered. In it and stand ing close to the cart was a Stock Ex change boy wearing a gray uniform. While the |M>Hocman was conjuring up some reason for locking up the Ital ian the boy casually helped himself to a (>eaeh. The policeman saw the theft. “What are yous doin’?" he demand ed. “Have ye no respect for the uni form ye wear?” The crowd luughed and the boy walked placidly away. 119 forgot to return the peach.—New York Times. Th© iirevlty of Life. Life appears to me too short to be spent In nursing animosity or register ing wrongs. We are and must be, one and all, burdened with faults in this world, but the time will come when, I trust, we shall put them oil in [tutting oil our corruptible bodies; when de basement und sin will fall from us with this cumbrous frumo of flesh and only the spark will remain—the Impalpable principle of life and thought, pure ns when it left the creator to inspire the creature; whenco it came it will re turn, perhaps to pass through grada tions of glory. It is a creed In which I delight, to which I cling. It makes eternity a rest, a mighty home, not a terror and an abyss. Then revenge never worries my heart, degradation never too deeply disgusts me, injustice never crushes 1110 too low; I live in calm, looking to the end.—Charlotte Bronte. A Practicable Hint. It isn't safe to presume much on the religion of our neighbors. A good story is told of the Rev. Hr. Cushman. He went to a barber during the hot weather mid said, with a twinkle in his left eye: “Now, I want you to cut my hair as short as you would like a ser mon.” Ou rising from his chair and ruefully surveying his bald and shining head he was coin-trained to observe that the barber wanted no sermon at alL—Nashville American. The heat produced from the light of a firefly is only 1 per cent, of an equal amount of candle light. The bug’s light is produced by a chemical action, as it was increased by putting the fly in oxygen and diminished iu an at mosphere of nitrogen. Ink Hottle Smith. A recent writer on prison life In Eng land, Mr. F. \V. Roblnonn, glvJ* many saddening descriptions of the woman who pfide themselves on being “hard eases," and who render the lives of the officials reith exciting and burdehsoine. It Occasionally happen*, however, shat one of these pri*on “oharactors" may indulge in vagaries more amusing than horrible. One such was Ink Bottle Smith, a woman who risked all her privilege* for the sake et obtaining a doily atom of that fluid. Site would take her tkiuibie to school (111 it witli ink and secret it in her hair Then <si returning to her cell she would ingeniously construct an inkstand from rids same thimble and a bit of her dinner loot Whop hur Uiim- Ide was c uifigoaUoL, and careful means were taken that she can-led no receiver to school, she still found means to ab- stract ink from the txittles, and thus kept herself well supplied. Due day she was returning front school with the rest of the prisoners, looking very grave and thoughtful, but walking with unusual haste. She would have dashed into her cell and closed tlie door had not tlie suspieious matron fol lowed Iter. "What’s the matter, Smith -are you not well?” was the inquiry. Huiitli put her hand to Iter head, as though schooling had boon too much for her. “A headache ?” Site riodd<*d. “Altl it’s not worth while putting your inuiio down to soc tho doctor for that, is it?” Smith slnxik her head and gave vent to a murmuring noise. “Than why don’t you say so? You’re not too ill to speak.” Smith groaned and looked dismally at the matron, who was scarcely able to preserve the dignity of office upon detecting a small black rivulet oozing from ono corner of tho prisoner's lips, and meandering down her chin. De prived of her thlmhle, she had brought tho ink nwny in her mouth! “Don’t make a report of this,” urged she afterward. "I’vo suffered orfuUy, i miss, and nearly myself. Oil,” she added, witli a grin, if you’d sent for tho doctor, and lin’d looked at my tongue, wouldn’t lie have jumped I’’— Youth’s (Join jinn ion. Why tho Dnynkn Hunt HcntU. Mimy Dayak tribes are still addicted to head hunting, a practice which luia ■undo their name notorious, and Which but lately threatened tho destruction of the wliofo race. It is essentially a religious practice—so much so that no important act in their lives seems sanctioned unless accompanied by the offering of one or more heads. The child is bom under adverse influences unless tho father lias presented a head or two to the mother before its birth. Tile young man cannot become a man and arm himself with tiie mandau or war club until he has beheaded at least ono victim. The wooer is re jected by tho maiden of his choice un less ho can produce ono head to adorn their new home. The chief fails to secure recognition until ho can exhibit to his subjects a heiul secured by his own hand. No dying person can enter tho kingdom beyond the grave with honor unless ho is accompanied by ono or more headless companions. Every rajah owes to his runk the tribute of a numerous escort after death.—Klisee Ileclus in Popular Science Monthly. Tlio Inland of Hollg;olai)«l. Shaped like an Inverted flat Iron— the broad end to wan 1 us—its sboer red walls are crowned with tender green. At its base a white lino of narrow, ! sandy beach widens at the (mint near est us to a considerable area, which is called the “Unterland,” and is crowd ed with white houses, whoso red tiler] roofs are the color of tho cliffs behind them. Hero is the only landing place. Another village, sociably huddled around the church and liglithouso, looks down from tho “Oberland,” and can only bo reached by a flight of stairs called tho “Treppe,” or by a “lift” of ample proportions. Half a mile to the eastward lies tho Dune, a sister islet, upon which one sees a clus ter of houses, a pavilion and a little orchard of green bathing machines, such as are used at English watering places.— C. Emma Cheney in Scrib ner's. A Luugli on the Sexton. The 9 o’clock curfew bell at St. Paul's church, Lynn, failed to ring at the usual hour tho othor night, but startled the good people at Wixxl End by its loud clangor at 10. The call men of the Wood End fire department house rallied with great promptitude, and a crowd gathered quickly on the sidewalk. There was a hearty laugh when it was learned tliat the faithful sexton of Kt. Paul s bad Just returned from the band concert at Nahant Beach, and not realizing that he was ono hour late went Into the church and rang the bell from slioor force of liabit. The crowding of the people up to the church doors first apprised him of his mistake, and ho quickly drop[ied the bell rope.—Boston Journal. The following is an extract of a letter froml)r. JamesßurroughtoMr. Hough ton, F. R. 8., dated in 1700: “About a month ago, at Stanton, a laboring man of middle age had for some time so in ordinate an appetite tliat 1 hud it at tested by on eye witness tliat he ate up an ordinary leg of veal, roasted, at a meal, and fed at this rate for many days together. He would eat sow tlusties mid other herbs ns greedily as beasts which use such food. ” VOICES CAUOHT AS THEY «Ll_ How CouVfruitleu Strikes One on » St«»m«r W hich Sul In at Dnylight. Scene: A transatlantic steamship pier Time! fla m. Themisa mist low on the water, and tho Meam escape valve of the vessel is making a dismal howl. A lower officer Of the steamer is leaning on the lower end of the gang plank, lie looks sloepy and htsurly. “liow much more time?” asks a young fellow who comes up with iwu companions. '‘Don’t know.” * “Oh. there’s no hurry tbfn (Jpme on, boy a" “Wliore Is my stateroom? That’s funny £>h, yes, lieru it is—«Uty three; thought It was seventy three.” “Waff.” tram . another gangway. i "where's the stateroom steward? Somo mistake about this.- The lowor berth is” “Johnnie missing! Why, Charles, I told you to look out for trim. Where is tie? Johnnie I Yon bad boy, why don’t you" “I can’t help it, sir. Some wisunder standing To morrow wo can” “Show this lady to her stateroom, steward. She can’t find" “Those fhreo bottles were to bo care fully iced. My man told you that last night" "I forgot a steamer chair entirely. Run out and got ono, Will.” “Oh, dear, 1 forgot to.tell. Annie to say good-by to Alice for me." “Door locked? Some ono must lie asleep inside. Wake up I" (Hung I bang!) ‘Thank you, sir.” “The idea of sailing at such an out rageous hour. Tide? What differ ence"— "Hang these (ample that couu; aboard at daylight and wake men up I" “Don’t forget that chair. It has your initials and tho number of your stateroom on it." “Where's the room steward ?” “By Jove, Charlie, 1 forgot te pay that last cheek in my hurry.” “Cahlo? Certainly." “There, dear, run ashore; it’s about time." (Sounds which resemble sob bing. ) “From the tipper dock, mind; blue handkerchief." “Oh, no, nover In my life; don’t aiind rough weather at ail.” ’“End of the pier. I will see you anyway If you” , “Hurry, dear; good-by." “Your bag? Certainly, sir. Wliat number? Eighty-sev—?” “Time’s up" (in a chorus). “Oh—sorry—thank you —good-by— oh, no, indeed—dock—write—surely." (Rush for tho deck.) A belated passenger runs up and hurries along the gangplank. “By Oeorgo, close call. Never missed ono In my life. Good-by, old man.” “There's Huey I Oh, I can’t couio down to kiss you. Don’t you come up You’ll get carried away." “Say, Harry, make that dozen two, will you 7 I’ll settio with you when you come hack." “Why, it’s flftoon minutes, and wo haven’t started." “Say, Dick (in an undertone), look at Phil. That supper fixed him.” Tho steam valve censes its sorrowful song. There is 9 slight quiver of the iron liulL Two uniformed men run up the gangplunk. “Good-by” (in chorus). “John, remember about the gloves." There is a sound of wliirling water ami the steamer begins to move slowly. Every one on the pier hastens to tho end. The black bull makes its way out toward mid stream. Handker chiefs flutter and hats warn Tho crowd ou tho pier starts for the street. The women’s faces are white and men yawn wearily. Tho sun is yellow in the street and the people go in differ ent directions, looking tired and dis gusted.—Now York Tribune. A Child's Pre«ence of Mind. A few days ago there occurred on the west shore of the lake opposite Mrs. Allen Gruy’s cottago a wonderful ex hibition of a child’s bravery and pres ence of mind. Mr. George L. Gray’s boys, Eddie aged 9 and Harold aged f>, were playing on the dock. Eddie made a misstep and fell into tho lake where the water was eight or nine feet deep. Little 5 year-old Harold, instead of screaming with fright or losing time by running for help, lay down at full length on tho dock, and when Eddie arose to the surface ho seized him by the collar and held on firmly. The brave little lad tlien used Ills lungs most lustily and succeeded in at tracting the attention of Ilia grand mother, Sirs. Gray Sho called on the next cottager, Mr. Dobrln, for help, and he ran to Harold's assistance, and pulled Eddie ashore. Mr. Gray says there is no doubt tliat his oldest boy would have drowned but for Harold’s doing just-os be did. The manly little fellow did not seem to realize that be had performed a remarkable act for one of bis years. —lthaca Journal. Foutul m Way to lieut the Itell Punch. A Kansas City street cur conductor has found an easy way to beat the bell punch. He goes oil to some secluded spot at night, notes the number indi cated by the register, pulls the machine until it lias counted off the entire 10,000 and begun at oue again, after which he rings till the register indicates 100 less than when he began and stops. He is then in a position to ring fares honest ly all next day and be $5 ahead of tho company at night. The only way now to beat the honest street car conductor is to make the counting capacity of the register 100,000, or handcuff him to some other honest man hired to watch him day and night. Chicago Tribune. xo. r>.