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SOiP 8V AiX OBOOUISTS SVKBYWUSBS.
THE DAWSON JOURNAL
BY J. I). HOYL & CO.
Chasing Deer with Dogs—lts
Cfi'ect on Venison.
[Utica Herald.J
One of the most intelligent, hu
mane and respected sportsmen in the
North Woods has been writing from
Lowville to lion. L. II- Redfield of
Syracuse upon the practice of chasing
deer with hounds iu thut locality,
and hopes that some legislative action
may be taken upon the subject. He
says : “Since the abominable practice
ot hunting neer with hounds is allow
ed but little good venison reaches
the cities. Veniscn that has been
killed by chasing deer into the water
with dogs is entirely unfit to eat. I
would almost as soon eat poison.
There is no good venison ta.sle about
it—it is black, clagamy, and has only
a nauseaiing taste, if any at all. Yet
people buy it because it is venison,
and they do not “know the difference.
Venison killed by the aid of dogs
will uot keep. I hive known it to
spoil in twelve hours after it was bill
ed. 'Mr. Muncy, who keeps the
house at Little Rapids, on the river
above here, sold a saddle to a man in
Lowville, which had been killed by
hounding, and the venison spoiled be
fore morning. The buyer demanded
the money he paid for it, but was re
fused, whereupon he°has sued him to
recover it. This suit comes off in
about a Week. I think that every
man who takes venison to market
that has been chased by dogs ought
to be arrested. I have known deer
taken to market and sold that had
been killed in this way, becoming so
heated by the chase that they diet!,
when they were chilled by the sud
den plunging into the water. Can such
venison be fit to eat!
“I hone that the present Legislature
will so amend the present obnoxious
game law, which permits chasing
deer with dogs. Unless this is soon
prohibited by law, and the law en
forced, the lime is short when there
will be any deer left in the Adiron
dack, for thousands arc slaughtered
every fall iu this way. It requires
no skill or experience to hunt in this
way. One can row up to a deer in
the water and knock him in the head
with a club, or blow out Ins brains
by sticking his gun in his car. It is
only necessary to know how to row a
boat. It behooves us all, who wish
to protect the deer, and who like
good venison to eat, to use their in
fluence to repeal the disgraceful act
of the last year permitting chasing
deer with dogs.”
A lloHaiKi.u Diuth. —Columbus
Times: One of the most horrible
deaths that we have been called upon
to chronicle, occurred last Monday
near Mountain Hill post-office, in the
western part of Harris county. It
was that of Mr. James Askew a
young gentleman about twenty-two
years of age, who came to his death
under the following circumstances:
His father, Mr. J. M. Askew, owns
a saw mill, and his son James was
working at it. The house is unfinish
ed, and it is presumed that James
was walking on ‘the sleepers above
the shaft and fell through. The shaft
is pinned together, and the ends of
the pegs protrude out several inches,
and in falling his clothes were caught
by the pegs, and as it was in motion
he was carried round and round the
shaft until lie was found by his fath
er two hours after.
In being carried around by the
shaft his feet would strike the sleeper
overhead and the ground underneath,
until his kgs were worn to fragments
to the knees, nothing remaining but
the fragments of the skin. Even the
bones of the toes on his feet were beat
en out, and particles of bone were
found scattered about the horrible
scene. His arms were broken, and
the bones sticking through the skin
showed several inches. Ilis body
was almost a jelly. His head and
face did not receive even a scar.'
It was in this horrible condition
that he was discovered by his father,
who, thinking that his on waa. re
maining an unusually long time, went
beneath to see what he w r as doing.
lie hud been whirling on the shaft
for about two hours.
No one can imagine the anguish
of the father’s heart as he discovered
his son beat to deatli and to frag
ments, and then had to go above
again in order to stop the motion of
the cruel shaft, and then alone, to
have to extiieatehim from the terri
ble position.
James Askew was a gentleman of
sterling traits of character, and his
death and the distressing accident is
universally regretted by the entire
community.
DAWSON, GEORGIA, THURSDAY, FEBRUARY 12, 1880,
Give Me Three Grains of Corn,
Mother.
[This powerful and pathetic piece
was suggested by many of the painful
incidents of the memorable Irish fam
ine of 1846. The title was the last re
quest of an Irish lad to his mother, as
as he was dying of starvation. She
found three grains of corn in a corner
of his ragged jacket, and gave them ta
iiim. It was all she had. The whole
family were perishing from famine-]
Give me three grains of corn mother,
Only three grains of corn,
It will keep the little life I have
Till the coming of the morn.
I am dying of hunger and cold, mother,
Dying of.hunger and cold.
And half the agony of such a death
My lips have never told.
I am gnawed like a wolf at my heart,
mother,
A wolf that is fierce for blood—
All the livelong day, and the night be
side,
Gnawing for lack of food.
I dreamt of bread in my sleep, mother,
And the sight was heaven to see—
I awoke with an eager, famishing lip,
But you had no bread for me.
llow could I look to you, mother,
How could I look to you
For bread to give your starving boy,
When you were starving to ?
For I read the famine in your cheek,
And in your eye so wild,
And I felt it in your bony hand,
As you laid it on your child.
The Queen has lands and gold, mother,
The Queen has lands and gold,
While you are forced to your empty
breast,
A skeleton babe to hold—
A babe that is dying of want, mother,
As I am dying how,
\Y ith a ghastly look in its sunken
eye, . .
And famine upon its brow.
What has poor Ireland done, mother,
What has poor Ireland*done,
That the world looks on, and sees us
starve,
Perishing, one by one ?
Do the men ef England care not, mother
The great men and the high,
For the suffering sons of Erin s isle,
Whether they live or die I
There is many a brave hc„rthere, mother
Dying of want end cold,
While only across the channel, mother,
Are mauy that roll in gold ;
There are rich and proud men there,
mother,
With wondrous wealth in view,
And the bread they fling to their dogs
to-night
Would give life to- me andjtiiu.
Come nearer to my side, mother,
Come nearer to my side,
And hold me fondly as you held
My father when he died ;
Quick, for I cannot e;e you, mother,
My breatk is almost gone ;
Mother! dear mother ! ere I die.
Give me three grains of corn.
iw|p • *1
The Weather Prophet.
Goose-Bone Prediction for the Present
Winter.
The goose-bone predictions are, per
haps, more closely watched in Kentucky
than any where else, and the goose-bone
may be called the Kentucky weather
prophet. In many parts of the State
the farmers consult, and prepare for
handling their crops in aecordanc* with
its predictions. It is said there is a
family in Woodford county who hard
fifty of these little prophets carefully
laid away, and who declare that not one
of them made a mistake in the predic
tions. We must take the breast bone
of a last spring’s goose—none other
will do, for the prophecy does not ex
tend beyond the year in which the goose
is hatched. Thanks to a friend, we
have such a bone. It must be divided
into three different parts, which repre
sents the three divisions'of winter. The
breast-bone of a goose is translucent,
but in places has cloud-like spots upon
it. These blots denote cold weather.
Looking at the bone before us, we find
a little cold weather about the first of
December, which we have realized, and
there is another blot beyond the centre
of the bone denoting cold weather about
the middle of January; this cloud we
are passing now, and so far our little
prognosticator has guided us right. We
are to have warmer weather after a few
days, bat the worst is to come. The
darkest bio s are near the end of the
Done, and, if the prophecy fails not,
winter will verity the saying of coming
in like a lamb and going out like a
roaring lion. Our coldest weather will
come after the middle of February, and
warmest fires will be required for the
parting days of winter and the first
days of spring. This is the goose-bone
prophecy —and, as we have the word of
a good old farmer that it has not failed
for fifty years, we would advise the
laying in of a good supply of wood, and
general preparations to meet cold weath
er, for the gooso-bone has said it, and
old winter will be after young spring
with a great big icicle.
Uncle Remus’ Folk-Lore.
The Awful Fate of Brer Wolf.
XIII.
Uncle Remus was half-soling one of
his shoes, and his Miss Sally’s little
boy had been handling his awls, bis
hammers and his knives to such an ex
tent that the old man was compelled to
assume a threatening attitude; but
peace reigned again and the little boy
perched himself cm a chair, watching
Unole Remus driving in pegs.
“Folks wat’s allers pesterin ‘people,
en bodderin’ ’longer dat w’at ain’t
dern, don’t never come ter no good
jsend. Dar wuz Brer Wolf; stidder
mindin’ un his own bisness, be hatter
take en go in pa' dnerships wid Brer
Fox, en dey want skacely a minit in de
day dat he want atter Brer Rabbit, en
he kep’ on en kep’ on twell fus’ news
you knowed he got kotch up wid—en
he got kotch up wid monst’us bad.”
“Goodness, Uncle Remus' "I thought
the Wolf let the Rabbit alone after he
tried to fool him about the Fox being
dead.”
“Better lemme tell dis yer my way.
Bimeby hit’ll be yo’ bed time, en Miss
Sally’ll be a hollerin’ atter you, en
you'll be a whyuplin' roun’, en den
Mars John’ll fetch up de re’r wid dat
ar strop w’at I raa.le fer ’im.”
The child laughed, and playfully
shook his fist in the simple, serious face
of the venerable old darkey, but said
no more. Unde Remus waited awhile
to be sure the.e was to be no other de
monstration, and then proceeded:
“Brer Rabbit couldn’t see no peace
w atsuraever. He couldn’t leave home
’cep’ Brer WolFud ineke a raid en tote
off some er de famhlv. Brer Rabbit
b’ilt ’im a straw house, ea hit Wuz
tored down; den he made a house out
en pine-tops, en dat went de same way;
don he made ’im a bark house, en dat
wuz raided on, en eve’y time he los’ a
house he los’ wuuner his chilluns. Las
Brer Rabbit got mad, he did, en cast
en den he went off, he did, en got some
kyarpinters en dey hilt ’im a plank
house wid r-jck fouudasbuns. After
dat he could have some peace er. quiet
ness. He could go out en pass de time
er day wid his nabers, en come back
en set by de tier, en smoke his pipe, en
read de nusepaaers same like enny man
w’ats got a fainbly. He made a hole,
he did, ia de cellar whar de little Rab
bits could hide out w’en dar was much
uv a racket in de naberhood, en de
latch er de front do’ k )teh on de inside-
Brer Wolf, he see how de lan’ lay, he
did, en he lay low. De little Rabbits
wuz mighty skittish, but hit got ao dat
cole chills didn't run up Brer Rabbit's
back no mo’ w’en he heord Brer Wolf
go gallopin’ by.
“Bimeby, one day w’en Brer Rab
bit wuz fixin’ fer ter call on Miss Coon,
he heerd a monst’us fuss en clatter up
de big road, en ’most ’fo’ he could fix
his years fer ter lissen, Mr. Wolf run in
de do’. De little Rabbits dey went in
ter dere hole in de cellar, dey did, like
like blowin’ out a cannle. Mr. Wolf
wuz far’ly kivver’d wid mud, en migh
ty nigh outer win’.
“O do pray save me, Brer Rabbi!,’
sei Mr. Wolf, sezee. ‘Do please, Brer
Rabbit! de dogs is atter me, en dey’ll
t’ar me up. Don’t you hear urn corn
in’’ Oh, do please save me Brer Rab
bit! Hide me some’rs whar de dogs
won’t git me.”
“No quicker sed dan done.
“ J ump in dat big chist dar, Brer
Wolf,’ sez Brer Rabbit, sezee; ‘jump
in d*r en make yo’se'f at home.”
“In jumped lJrer Wolf, down come
de lid, eu inter de hasp went de hook,
en dar Mr. Wolf wuz. Den Brer Rab
bit went ter do lookin’-glass, he did, en
wink at hisse’f, en den he drawd de
rockin’-cheer in front or de lier, he didj
eu tuck a big chaw terbarker.”
“Tobacco, Uncle Remus?” asked the
little boy incredulously.
“Rabbit terbarker, honey. You
know dis ysr life ev’lastin’ wat Miss
Sallie puts mong de cloze in de trunk:
well, dat’s rabbit terbarker. Den Brer
Raobit sot dar long time he did turn
in’ his mine over en wukken his tl>ink
in’ masheen. Bimeby he got up en
sorter stir ’roun’. Den Brer Wolf
opened ntv
“Ts de dogs all gone, Brer Rab
bit!’
“ ‘Seem like I hear one nn um
smelling’ roun’ de ehimbly corner des
now.’
“ ‘Den Brer Rabbit got de kittle en
fill it fuller water en put it on defier.
“ ‘\V’at yon doin’ now lirer Rab
bit!’
“ ‘l’m fixin’ fer ter make you a nice
cup er tea, Brer Wolf.’
“ ‘Den Brer Rabbit went ter de
cubberd en got de gimlet, en commence
for tet bo’ little holes in de chist
lii*’
“ ‘Wat you doin now, Brer Rab
bit V
“ ‘l’m a bo’in little holes so you kin
git bref, Brer Wolf.’
“ ‘Den Brer Rabbit werft out en got
Some mo’ wood en filing it on defier.
“‘W’at you doin’ now, Brer Rab
bit*’
“ ‘l’m a chunkin’ up defier so you
won’t git cole, Brer Wolf.’
“ ‘.Den Brer Rabbit went down inter
de cellar en fotek out all his chil
luns.
“‘W’at you doin’now, Brer Rab
bit?’
“ ‘l’m a tellin’ my chilluns w’at a
nice man yeu is, Brer W olf.’
“ ‘En de chilluns dey bad ter put
der ban's ou der moufs fer ter keep
film laflin’. Deu Brer Rabbit be got
de kittle eu commenced ter to po’ de
hot water on dc chist lid.
“‘W’at dat I hear, Brer Rab
bit ?’
“ ‘You hear de win’ a olowin’, Brer
'Wolf.*
“ ‘Den de water begin fer ter sift
thoo.
4< ‘W’at dat I feel, Brer Rabbit?’
“ ‘You feels de floas a bitiu’, Brer
Wolf.’
“ ‘Dey er bitin’ mighty hard Brer
Rabbit.*
“ ‘Turn over on de udder side, Brer
Wolf.’
“‘W at dat 1 feel now, Brer llab
bit?’
“ ‘Still you feels de fleas, Brer
Wolf.’
“ ‘Dey er eatin’ me up, Brer Rab
bit,' en dem wuz de las’ words er Brer
Wolf, cazc de scaldin, water done de
bizness.
“ ‘Den Brer Rabbit call in his nab
ers, he did, en dey hilt a reg’lar juber
lee; en ef you go to Brer Rabbit’s house
right now, I dunno but w’at you’ll fine
Brer Wolf’s hide hanging in do back
po’ch, en all bekaze he wuz so bizzy
wid udder fo’kses doin’s.”
Tlic Champion Hunter.
[Perry Home Journal.]
lie has doubtless killed more deer
in his time than any three men in
Houston county, and is very fond of
the chase. David Crocket, it is said,
killed eighty bears in a single winter,
but for good deer shooting Mr. Wim
berly is far ahead of the great fron
tiersman, whose noble and tragic
death at the Alamo proved him as
great a hero ;is Leonidas, of Ther
mopylae. Only a tew years ago Mr.
Wimberly killed fifteen grown deer
in twelve shots at one tune, having
foDr dead ones in one pile killed on
the spot. That day he had taken a
stand, but from the sound of the dogs
thought the deer had gone another
way. After awhile he heard some
thing stepping about like a squirrel
jumping on the leaves. Looking up
he saw a deer come out of the thick
et. He at once shot it when three
more immediately jumped out into
the opening and stopped at the same
plaoe. lie fired the other barrel at
them, and to his supprise all three
fell, killed or wounded unto death.
They were all full grown, the bucks
having large hard antlers, it being
in November. Never has such a pile
of venison been seen killed in one pile
before or since. Mr. W.’s favorite
hunting ground has been the Ocniul
gee bottom .near Buzzard Roost-
But he says the deer are now getting
scarce, having exodusted from the
colored hull-dozers. He says that ii
is now very diilicult to catch fish in
the river, whereas a few years ago he
could stop nearly anywhere, throw in
a little bread, and shortly catch five
or six fine horses.
Danger in Lantps.
A source of danger in the use of ker
osene lamps which seems to have been
generally overlooked, Is allowing lamps
to stand near the hot stoves, on mantle
peices and in other places where they
become heated sufficiently to convert
the oil iuto gas. Not unfrequently
persons engaged in cooking or other
work about the stove will staud the
lamp on an adjacent mantelpiece, or on
top o* a raised oven; or when ironing
will set the lamp near the stand on
which the heated iron rests. It is
needless to eularge upon the risky char
acter of such pi act ices.
Sometimes, strango to say, very hu
morous things appear on tooinbstones.
The following is one of them, and is
reported by Harper’s Magazine from
Connecticut. As the straggle that
brought this fellow to an untimely end
is shared in by a large number sf peo
ple, we can only advise them, for the
sake of their health, to “get out of the
wilderness.” This is the epitaph :
“Shed not a tear for Siuton Haggle,
For life to him was a constant struggle,
He preferred the tomb and death’s dark
gate,
To utauagiug mortgaged real estate/”
VOL. 16--NO. 49.
A Blacksmith Blown Sixty Feet.
The Fort Smith (Ark.) Independent,
in a recent issue, says: ‘‘Mr. Burr, who
mot with such severe treatment by the
cyclone that passed by this plato on the
Bth, visited us last Wednesday. From
him wc received tins additional infor
mation: . .
“I was about two hundred yards from
my house when I saw it coining. It
was ia the prairie when I saw it, and it
looked like black smoke from a large
furnace. Its shape was like a funnel,
inside it was red as fire, and around
this was the b'aek, foggy mist. In
looking at it I saw large and small tim
ber carried along with it. My attention
was attracted by the roaring, and, as it
was coming in the direction of my
house, I rau to it for the purpose of
protecting liiv family. I put my three
little children m a side-room among
some corn, and, with Sylvester Bull,
was lioldiug the door, and all at once
the whole building was crushed to the
very ground by largo trees being blown
against it. It blew me about sixty
feet, aud when I became conscious I
found myself among a lot of timber and
logs, and Sylvester was lying by my
side dead; his head aud whole body
weie crushed. As I was on my way
to the house I looked again at the cy
clone when it was about one hundred
yards away, and saw it lift aud carry a
lot of hogs and a cow. The children,
when foaud, were not more than thirty
feet from where I had placed them, but
none hurt. JNIy wife was considerably
bruised, being blown about sixty yards,
among a lot of lumber.
“My sister-in-law was carried about
fifty feet and thrown to the ground, her
arms and shoulders being badly bruis
ed.
“My blacksmith shop was also blown
flat to the ground, my bellows entirely
destroyed, all my planes, augers, saws
and chisels were carried off and have
not yet been found, with the exception
of one saw found otic mile from the
shop and broken in two pieces. My
wagon was torn up badly, the front
wheels being about sixty yards from
where the wagon stood, lodged against
a stump; the hind wheels were both
smashed up; the wagon-bed has not
yet beeu found excepting a few splin
ters. All my bedding and wearing
apparel was carried oft and entirely de
stroyed. I lost all my provisions.
“Immediately in the rear of the wind
came a flood of water, just like a wa
terspout, appearing to pour as if from
a funnel. After the storm, I found
part of a rubber overcoat, and in a
pocket of it aof lady’s gloves, in my
yard. Garden seed, tied up in bags,
were also dropped in my yard by the
storm. Where they came from I do
not know.’’
A Monkey Story.
Bather a good monkey story for lit
tle folks : There lives in the South of
France a man of wealth whose chateau
or couutry place of residence has around
it very tall trees. The cook of the
chateau has a monkey—a pert fellow,
who knows ever so many tricks. The
menkey often helps the cook to pluck
the feathers from flic fowls. On the
day that interest us the cook gave the
monkey two partridges to pluck, and
the monkey, seating himself in an open
window, went to work. lie had picked
the feathers from one of the partridges
and placed it on the oute r edge of the
window with a satisfied grunt, when,
lo! all at once a hawk flew down from
one of the tall trees near by and bore
off the plucked bird. Master Monkoy
was very angry. He shook his fist at
the hawk, which took a seaton one > f
the limbs not far off and began to <at
the partridge with great relish. Ihe
owner of the chateau saw the sport, tor
he was sitting in a grape arbor, and
crept up to watch the end of it. The
monkey picked the other partridge, laid
it on the ledge in the same place, and
hid behind the window screen on the*
inside. The hawk was caught in this
trap, for it flew down after the par
tridge, out reached the monkey and
caught the thief. In a moment the
hawk’s neck was wrung, and the mon
key soon bad the hawk plucked. Ta
king the two birds to the cook, the
monkey handed them to him as if to
say, '‘Here are your two partridges,
master.” The cook thought that one
of the birds looked queer, but he serv
ed then on the table. Ihe owner of
the bouse shook his head when he saw
the dish, aud telling the cook of the
trick, laughed heartily/
George Hrooks and h’.s wife were
prisoiieis in the Ghattano >ga jail. He
was kept close in a cell, while sho was
given '.lie liberty ot the corridor, ishe
flirted with the jailer and a liorae
thief, and the husband could see it
through the baia that prevented him
from interfering. His novel and tor
turing position drove him wild, and
he committed suicide.
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A botanist says that there are 4‘2,000
different kinds of weeds in the United
States, 1,200 beiug found id New York
State. He speaks of the tiro weed, the
seed of which remains in the gi ound
for years without sprouting, but shows
itself when laud is burned over.
Itriftiß".
Drifting on life’s pleasant waters*
You and I,
Watching all {he prouder vessel
Sailing by;
There are ships with treasure laded
Down the bay:
See tlieir white sails proudly filling
Far away.
They arc bedring hopes and promise
From afar;
Some w'll anchor in the harbor—sonid
ground
On the bar;
Pirate vessel, cruising cv< t
In disguise,
With their wiles will capture many
A rich prize.
Wrecks of nany a noble vessel
St ew the lea,
Beariug only freight of love —*
Naught fear we.
Storms are on the ocean wrecking
hi any a hark:
Many a gallant ship goes down
In the dark.
When the storm tossed ocean billowS
Madly roar,
Then our bark so lightly laden
Keeps near shore,
Drifting on where skies are brighter,
You and I;
We’ll not envy prouder vessels
Sailing by.
A Tevnn Colonel’s Ball-Boom
Fuu.
The recent pistol practice at a ao
ciable in Waco, Tex., was even more
spirited than the press dispatches in
dicated. When the fiddlers Wrffe
fidliug for dear life and joy was essen
tially uncotifiued, up rose Col. Budd
Wood and asked Miss Grace Stan
field would she dance with himi
She would not. Whereupon the Cob,
whipped out a revolver from his boot
aud threatened to shoot tile
they scraped another sciape. The
fiddlers creaked no more. “Silence
like a poultice came to heal the blows
of sound.’ But Maj. Currie wanted
to dance, and said as much. The
Colonel and the Major retired to the
back yard, where a bystander was
shot in the calf of the leg and a rela
tive of the Colonel was wouudedi
The Major himself, after receiving a
a slight wound in the hand, felled his
antagonist to earth with a pair of
tongs. The Colonel returned to the
ball-room to find Miss Grace dancing
with Col. Albert Chock. lie shot
Col. Albert Chock on the spot, and
then announced his intention of going
home by knocking down one of his
acquaintances with the butt of his
pistol.
The Cow l*esi.
This plant for the South is destined
lo take the place thut red clover does
in higher latitudes in the work of am
eliorating worn lands. It will gather
amonia as well, fatten stock equally as
well, and grow with less attention on
•thin ground. The way we hdve culti
vated pens is very simple. Lay oft" the
land in three foot drills, dropping ten
or twelve peas together each short step,
covering with two light furrows, and
breaking out the middles, at first con
venient time, in two or threg weeks.
Wegn about a month old, run one sweep
furrow in the middle and repeat this
again in four or five weeks. By this
time the ground will be so shaded as to
keep out other vegetation, and redder
unnecessary any more work; and our
word for it, they present as prstty a
sight as ever greeted the eye, filling the
whole face of the earth, and rendering
it impossible to distinguish where the
original rows were. From ordinary
up-land you can gather ten or fifteen
bushels of peas from the acre; then cut
the vines from several acres for hay for
stock, and turn under the balance with
two horse j 1 >ws ia the early fall. The
advantage of this renovator is its cheap
ness, as compared with commercial fer
tilizers and the saving of transporting
and distributing stahle'and other ma
nures; and then it is so evenly diffused
over the whole surface of the field.
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“What do you do when you have a
bad cold V asked a man of Simpkins,
yesterday. “Oougb,” was the Seffterf
tious reply.
The Columbus Times relates the fol
lowing amusing an-*cdote: A gentle
man Irorn Tiuup county, who runs a
store Troup factory, was in New York
not a great wild >. ago and decided
iliut he would buy a nice shawl and
make his wife a ii mid some present on
ins leiuru homo. lie accordingly
went iu at A. T. Stewart £ Co.’s, aud
requested the clerk to show him some
thing handsome, saying that his wife
was as good as anybody and that
sho should have something fiae. The
clerk threw down se>eru, and select
ing one that be thought wouia suit,
the Tioup county man asked the price.
‘Twelve thousand dollars,’ replied the
clerk. ‘Well, you just wait un'il I see
tuy wife,’ said the Troup man, ‘and if
she wants me to tell out my farm, my
stock ot goods, uuu everything else
wo have and <be money in that shawl,
I* will let you hear from me.’ A. T.
diewart & Co’s clerk hasn’t heard
tiom him yet, and the probability is
that tie will not take rite shawl.”
The widew of ex-Fresident Tyler
has asked Congress lor a pension, on
the ground of the imueeuse depression
in the value of her real estate, fbe
mortgages on her northern property
having been fofeclosed, aud tho-s oa
her southern property constantly
troubling her. She says! “I find I
have scarcely anything whatever left
to live upon ”
Bleeding of a wound in man or beast
can be stopped by a mixture of wheat
flour and common salt, iu equal party|
bound on with a cloth/