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THE MERCURY. Rawed u aeoond-olaas matter at the San. deisvffie Poetoffloe, April 27, 1880. BMdemllle, W*»liiigt#n County, e<t. rUBLISHKD BY JERNIGAN & SCARBOROUGH. Bahaertption. .@1.60 per Year. THE MERCURY. A. J. JERNIGAN, Phophietoh, DEVOTED TO LITERATURE, AGRICULTURE AND GENERAL INTELLIGENCE. 91.60 PER ANNUM. VOL. SANDERSYILLE, GA., TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 21, 1880. NO. 25. THE MERCURY. PUBLISHED EVERY TUESDAY. NOTICE. ggg— AU communications intended for this paper must be aooompaniod with the lull name oi the writer, not neceeearily for publi cation, bnt as a guarantee of good laith. We are in no way responsible ior the view* or opinions of correspondents. G. W. H. WHITAKER. DENTIST, Sandersvillo, Ga. Terms Cash. Offlco at his reetdenoe on Harris Street. April 3, 1880. B. D. EVANS, Attorney at Law, April 3, 1880. Sandersvillo, Ga. DR. WM. RAWLINGS, Physician 8s Surgeon, Sandorsville, Ga. Offlco at Sandersvillo Hotel. April 10, 1880. E. A. SULLIVAN, NOTARY PUBLIC, Sandersvillo, Ga. Special attention givon to collodion ol claims. . , „ Offlco in tho Court-House. 0. H. ROGERS, Attorney at Law, . Sandorsville, Ga. Prompt attention given to all business. Oflloo in northweet room of. Court-House. * May 4, 1880. C. C. BROWN, Attorney at Law, Sandorsville, Ga. Will practice in tho State and United States Courts. Ofllce in Coort-Honse. H. N. H0LLIFIELD, Physician & Surgeon, Sandersvillo, Ga. Ofllee next door to Mrs. Bayne’s millinery store on Han is Street. DR. J. B. ROBERTS, Physician & Surgeon, Sanderaville, Ga. May be consulted at bis offloo on Haynes street, in the Masonic Lodge building, from 9 a m to 1 p m, and from 3 to IS pm; daring other boon at his residence, on Church street, when not professionally engaged. April 3. 1880. Watches, Clocks AND JEWELBY REPAIRED BY JERNIGAN. POSTOFFICE HOURS. 7:00 to 11:30 a. m, 1:30 to 0:00 p. m. K. A. Sdi-uvan, P. M. Subscribe for the MERCURY, Only 91.60 per annum. l’unusuEn by JERNIGAN & SCARBOROUGH. Be Content. It may not bo our lot to wield The siokle in tho ripened field; Nor ours to hear, on Bummer oves, Iho reaper’s song among tho slioavoe* Vet whore our duty’s task is wrought In unison with God’s groat thought, Tho near and luturo blend in one, And whatsoe'er is willed is dono. And ours tho gratelul servioo whonoo Comos, day by day, tho rooompenso: Iho hope, tho trust, tho purpose stayed, Iho fountain, and tho noonday shade. And wore this liio tho utmost span, Tho only oud and aim of man, Better tho toil ol fields like these Than waking dreams and slothful case. But liio, though falling like our grain, Like that, revives and springs again; And curly cullod, how Most are they Who wait in hoavon thoir harvest day. —John G. Whittier. DR. anslei&WIeril, BUY YOUR Spectacles, Spectacles, FROM JERNIGAN. S@“Nono genuine without our Trade Mark. On hand and for sale, Mate, Nose Glasses, Etc. Music, Music. GO TO JERNIGAN FOR VIOLINS, ACCORDEONS, BOWS, STRINGS, ROSIN boxes, etc. Machine Needles, OIL and SHUTTLES for all kinds oi Machines, ior sale. I will also ordor parts ot Machines that get broke, and new pieces aro wanted. A. J. JERNIGAN. An exohange sums up our native oreign products thus: Russia leather is made in Connecticut, Bordeaux wine is manufactured in California. French lace is woven in New York, Italian marble is dug in Kentucky, Marseilles nen is produced in Massachusetts, mglish cassimere is mado in New Hampshire,Spanish mackerel are caught °n the Jersey coast, and Havana cigars are out by the million in Chicago. It was a lover’s quarrel, no doubt about that. Sky threatening—a'regular storm browing—one could soe at glance. She stood, all flushed and excited, in the curtained bay-window, her fair face clouded, her blue eyes flashing, her breath coming quick and fast. He stood at her side, stern and pale, his hands clenched excitedly, his dark eyes full of mlnglod sorrow and pas sion. “ Allio 1" John Ansleigh’s jvoice was low and intense with feeling. “It is all your fault, remember,” ho went on with an effort at calmness, have only requested you, kindly and gently—and as your betrothed husband, I surely have somo right—to desist from these foolish flirtations. Why, Allte, you were flirting last night with that Mr. Mayne, whom public opinion pronounces a—a—I can’t tell you only that lie is not proper company for you, my darling!" John’s voice lost its angry tone, and grow very gentle and tender. “You know that this would not trouble me so if you were not dearer to me than my own life. Say you are not angry with mo, swoothcart ?’’ Dr. John Anslcigh bent his handsome head, and his dark eyes gazed into Allie’s blue ones. But the little lady wys in a contrary mood, that morning. She felt like any' thing but meek submission to the will of her lovrr, even though she knew that ail that he had said was true, and prompted by his lovo and care for her Allie Riy was an orphan, an heiress too. just released from tho restrictions of boarding-school life. Sho had lost both her parents in her infancy,and had passed tho eighteen years of her lifo under the care of hirelings, and later, at a fashionable school. And, puro as a flower, she had grown up amidst weeds. She had been betrothed to Dr. Ans lcigh for nearly a year, and was now under his mother’s care, passing a few weeks at a watering-place. Society pronounced Allie a heartless flirt; but she was merely a thoughtless, careless girl, plunging headlong into the unaccustomed gaieties about her with all her heart. Surrounded by scores of admirers, no wonder her head was nearly turned with adulation and flat tery. John Anslolgh’s words had touched her pride. Did ho then imagine that, because she was careless and happy, that sho was shallow and silly, and necdod a guiding hand? She mentally resolved to cut Mr Mayno’s acquaintance that very day; but then John should not have the sat' faction of thinking that his words had instigated the step. John had noconti- dence in her love, she told herself. Woil let him think as he pleased. All the girl’s defiant spirit was in arras, and when John, at last, fearing that he had wounded her sensitive na ture, attempted to set matters right be tween them, he was stricken dumb with amazement as she turned upon him a face that was white and angry, her blue eyes fairly scintillating. “You’ve said enough, Jolm Anslcigh!” sho cried, passionately. “ l can see now the—the mistake I have made. We were never intended for each other; we are not suited. You want a wife that will obey you like a puppet—a woman with no will or mind of her own—a per fect Griselda. And I can never submit to tyranny in any form. The man I love must trust me; and sinco you hare ceased to do that, we are best apart. T give you back your freedom.” “Allie, stop! ’ Dr. Anslcigh was white as a statue. “Do you mean what you say? You do not love me, then, AllieP" The girl was thoroughly aroused now, and regardless of consequences. “No!" she cried, madly, “Ido not love you any more! ’ She dashed aside tho heavy curtains that draped the bay-window, and was gone. And just then a man arose from the lounging chair beside the window where he had been ostens ! bly reading, and sauntered slowly away. It was Mr. Mayne, and there was u curious smile on his sensual lips and an evil light in his gray eyes. “Listeners hear no good of them selves,” he muttered. “Well, maybe not; but at any rate, I know which card to play next. Piqued and angry at Ans- leigh, the beauty will turn to me. 1 ii play the Heart-broken lover, step in be fore her anger against the handsome doctor has time to cool, ‘ strike while the iron is hot,’ and I’m mistaken Him not engaged to Allie Ray and her fifty thousand dollars before the sun sets “ The best laid schemes o’ mice and men gang aft agley!” But Mr. Mayne had forgotten that. For a long time John sat in tlio bay- window, his head bowed, staring ills misery in tho face. Could it be true? Allie loved him no longer. Ah, well! it was better for him to know the worst, before it was too late. An hour or two aftorward be saw Ai de, radiant in white organdie and pink ribbons, sitting on a rustic seat in the hotel grounds in conversation witli Mr. Mayne. John bit his lip and hurried away out of sight. Well, after all it was nothing to him now; ho had no longer any right; Allie bad ceased to lovo him. And only a few hours before be would have staked his life on her love and truth. But John did not know wlmt-was tak ing place out there in tho cool shade of tho oak tree, beneath which Allio was sitting beside her obnoxious companion. Mr. Mayno had asked Allie to bo his wife, and hnd boon very decidedly—not to say contemptuously—refused. And when ho arose and left Her, there was an angry gleam in his wicked eyes, while in his henrt he registered an oath sooner or later to be avenged. Allie came down to dinner in the great dining-room, nl sunset, to find John’s placo vacant. “ Where is tho doctor P” somo one was asking of John’s mother, as Allie entered tho room and took her usual sent. Mrs. Ansleigh looked troubled. “There 1ms been an accident," she said. “ Some men were out fishing, the boat capsized and two of them nearly drowned. Dr. Anslcigh was sent for in hopes that ho could save them, thoir families being totally ignorant of any means of resuscitation. But it is sev eral miles i. way down the beach, and I fear it will bo late in.the night before he can return.” It chanced at that instant that Allie raised her eyes to encounter a glance from Mr. Mayne, who was her visa vis. She could not repress a shudder ns she saw the audacious triumph in his face. Dinner over,‘Allio threw a slmwl nbout her, and wandered off on the beach alone. The sun had set now, and twilight, weird and uncanny, wa3 gathering. Allie wanted to get away from everybody, to be alone with her own thoughts. She sat down nttlie foot of a tree and gave way to her bitter re (lections. A voice aroused her and startled her from her musings. It was the voice unmistakable of young Mayne—eager, earnest. “He bit at the bait mighty easy!’’ Mayno exclaimed; “ won’t lie be furious though when lie has lmd his long, hard rido for nothing, and finds that there lms been no accident—no capsized boat — no half drowned menP" Mayno paused and laughed heartily “ And you’re sure tho bridge is un- safeP” lie went on, eagerly. “ Oh, yes, sir!” another voice replied; “ the high waters and tho late storm have just played the mischief with the old thing. Nobody can pass over it on horseback without going through—sure as shootin’!” “And there will be no mistake—no failureP" queried Mayne. “Ansleigh will be sure to come back that way P” “He’ll have to!" the other answered, grimly. “Ho went by the beach road, it is true, but he can’t come back that way after night falls, for the tide is in now. No, sir, there ain’t but one road for Dr. Ansleigh to come home by, and that is over the old bridge. And if he crosses—or tries to cross that—well, you know the rest!’ And with a savage chuckle they moved away. Alice sat, halt stunned at the revela tion to which she had listened. She knew the whole vile, murderous plot now! This was Mayne’s vengeance! In a flash she saw her own way clearly. She had brought this on John Ansleigh —she must save his life, though she lost her own! She staggered to her feet, nnd drawing her shawl about her, turned away in the direction of tbeoldbridge; perhaps half a mile distant from the hotel. To be sure she knew not the road she had taken; but if sho could only cross the rotten structure, she could await his coming on the other side. She reached the place at last. Gather ing all her courage together, she stepped upon the old bridge. It was nearly dark now, but with an agonized prayer for protection, she moved onward. Even beneath her lighc weight it tottered and shook. She could see—away down below—the black, angry water, with its swift, awful current, swollen by recent rain3, and choked by driftwood; it was a wild sight there in the gathering gloom. Onward she moved, holding her breath, and with clasped hands and dilated eyes watching the other side. Thank God! she is .over—safe at last! She sank down on a mossy stump, and crouching down, awaited John’s com ing. And darkness gathered and fell over all things. She felt timid and afraid; but she calmed her fears as best she might, and remained patiently at her post. An hour passed. What if he were not coming home that nightP The thought made her heart stand still. But even then she heard, away in the distance, the tramp of a horse’s feet— coming noarer—nearer. She arose and stepped forward. The moon had arisen now, and its clear rays showed her pnv.nly that it was really John. She stepped into the road. She forgot everything—all that had happened that day—and raising her voice, she cried, wildly: “John! oh, John!" Doctor Ansleigh checked his horse, and paused irresolute. His heart boat tumultuously—he could not credit his own eyesight. “Allie! my God!" he gasped, “what is the matter P” He sprang from his horse, and in a moment more sho was in his arms, her head on his breast, while sho sobbed out the whole story. John listened with a new light in his eyes, his heart full of happiness. And while they stood there, alone in the pure moonlight, with a great rush and roar the old bridge went down. John Bhuddered and drew Allie closer to him, while a thankful prayer went up to heaven. “ My darling,” lie murmured, softly; “ you have saved my life!” At first the problem of how they were to cross the rivrr seemed too diffi cult to be solved; but after a time John found an old boat with a coupie of rough oars, wli ich had been left there and for gotten; and the way bocumo clenr at once. Tying his liorso to a great tree— to remain until he could send for it, on tho morrow when tho tide would be out and the beach road passable—John nssisted Allio into the old boat, and they made tho passage in salety. Homo in Mrs. Ansleigh’s cosy parlor, where tho mother was anxiously await ing her son's return (she had not missed Allie, but supposed thnt she was sate in her own room), John told her tho whole story. And when lie had finished, lie laid his hnud upon AUic’s. "You risked your own life," ho said, his voice all atremblc, " to save mine! Why did you do it, AllieP” And Allie answered bravely—their quarrel a thing of tho past—and forget ting the words she lmd said that very morning: “Because I love you, John.” Lessons in Woodcraft. The following hints, given by Forest and Stream, may bo found useful by those who occasionally spend a few days in the woods: 1. Notes of the barred owl and loon indicate rain within twelve hours. In the fall wet weather follows the cry of the treo-frog. 2. Bark grows thickest on tho north side of trees. Girdle a tree if you wish to tell which is north. 3 The center of rotten stumps affords dry stuff for kindling fire in drenching rain. • 4. A torch which will last many hours is made from half-inch strips of cedar bark bound together in faggots two feet kng or more. 5. To hold a boat in a swift current set the polo, oar or paddle on the bottom at an oblique angle with the side of tin; boat resting against it. Very little strength will bo inquired. C. To mend a birch canoe cut a patch of bark large enough to cover the frac ture; sew it on with aH awl nnd stout cord or hemlock roots; then apply a piece of natural spruce gum to tho seams or joints with a glowing brand used a- a soldering-iron is used. 7. To carry a fish of two pounds weight and upward, place it between hemlock boughs of the proper length,tied together at both ends and in the middle, with bark, roots, or cord. It will keep fresh nnd sweet a long time, is easily cured, and will not soil what it touches 8. To mend a broken oar or paddle bovol the fractured parts so as to make a neat joint, pass a wooden plug through both, and serve neatly with twine to cover the joint. Or, having made a joint, as above, bore two gimlet holes two inches apart; double four feet of wire so that the ends will pas3 through the holes in the same direction; then whip or serve neatly with tho wire, and finish with a service of twine. 9. Fur night shooting, chalk the gun- barrels lengthwise from breech to muz zle; or, make a foresight by lashing a V shaped stiok to the muzzle. By bring ing the object within tho V, a good bead can be drawn. 111. When a tree brushes off wisps of hay from a load, the hay falls on that side of tho tree toward which tiie cart is going. In summer hay is carted from the field to the barn, unless stacked when cut. In winter it is carted out from the barn to stock employed in cut ting logs, wood, etc. Salt or wild hay is most generally stacked. It can be dis tinguished from field hay by the taste ana smell. 11. An excellent moccasin, nearly waterproof, is made from the hind leg of a moose, cut above and below the hock, the hock forming the heel. It is wholly without seam, except where seweii Up at the too. If tanned with the hail on it, is very warm when worn in dry snow. 12. A table is easily constructed by taking a turn with a rope around each trunk of three or more trees or saplings conveniently near together; haul taut, make fast, and lay boards on top. Rather Tough. An exchange tells this. Eithor the story or the grass is very tough: A curious feature of tho creeks and la goons of Northern Queensland is men tioned. It is called “ floating grass.” It grows on the sur r ace of the water, putting forth stems and roots, which be come so densely interwoven that, even with twenty feet of water underneath, horses have been known to cross on tho mats thus formed. It is stated that an English grape grower stopped the profuse bleeding of a thrifty grapevine by forming a sort of hard cement over the cut ends by re peated dustings at short intervals with Portland cement. A WONDERFUL OPERATION. How (lie Sctlii Willed Win Torn Prom a Yoiiiik Woman's Head Nik Tears Ago Hus Been llestored by the Process of EnfMItlsi. Among tho patients In St. Luke’s hos pital, New York, is a young woman who carries on her head an artificial scalp, and it is not entirely complete yet, but for nil practical purposes the experiment on the young woman may be said to bo at an end. The material for building the scalp lias been furnished by hundreds of volunteers, and over 14,- 000 different pieces have entered into Its construction. The woman’s name is Lucy Osborn, and she is in her twenty- fifth year. She is of medium height and build, of good form, and her disfigured face gives ample evidence of the fact that she was once a very pretty girl. There is a sweetness about her smile now which is very attractive, and her low, rich voice is very pleasant to listen to. The only disfigurement apparent to the eye of a reporter, who met hor in the hospital, was found about the oyeB. Her right eyebrow is gone entirely, and the left one is twisted upwnrd and outward. The eyes themselves are elongated side- wnys, much like those of a Chinaman, but they aro soft and pleasant to look upon. The scalp, which the surgeons linvo decoyed nature into furnishing in plnoo of the original, was covered by a cloth, wound around her hond much like n Turkish turban. She talks pleas antly, nnd with rare intelligence, lor nn invalid, and appeared well satisfied with the result of tho surgeons’opera tions upon her head. Lucy Osborn belongs to New Med ford, Conn., and on September 23, 1874 boing at that time nineteen years of ago, was attending to her Work inn button factory. Her hair was arranged in long luxuriant curls, which covered the entire liend. In the proseoution of hor work she loaned forward toward a ro volvlngshnft, and her curls were caught in tho rapidly-revolving cylinder. It is wonderful that hor head was not com pletely crusliod, but, fortunately, her position was sucli that her life was not sacrificed. Her face was wrenched down close to tho shaft, the lmir refused to give way, and the entiro sonlp was taken cleun off. Tho skin was peeled off from the bone, taking with it n piece of Lite integument of tho right enr, and leaving hut a slight fringe of hair on the lower part of tho back of the head. Miss O.iborn says that tho accident was so sudden and tho work was done so qui kly that sho was not conscious of feeling the slightest pain, and bIio ex perienced no faintness or prostration Tho terrible wound bled but slightly nnd this is accounted for by tho fact that the mouths of the blood vessels were so badly lacerated that the blood coagu latod, nnd thus hemorrhage wns pre vented. The safety of Lucy Osborn’s life is probably duo to this fact- It was three-quarters of an hour before tho village physician reached the factory, He replaced the scalp instantly, and secured it to tho girl’s head with forty' seven stitches, in tho hope that It would ngniu unite with tho tissue. Then followed a reaction, and Lucy suffered for two nights with a high fovir and delirium. At the end of that time she regained her reason, but she suffered greatly lroin pain. The scalp wns kept in position lor eleven days, but matter was constantly collecting beneath it, and the idea that it could be induced to unite with the bone again was abandoned. It was removed again and for nearly three months the wound was dressed with simple ointments. On December 1, 1874, Lucy was brought to New York and placed in St. Luke’s hospital, where it was at once deter mined to endeavor to provide her with a new scalp by means of grafting. Lit tle pieces of thin skin, not larger than a millet-seed, were carefully taken from the arm of a healthy man, and twenty- live of these were grafted on the head of Lucy a short, distance from tho border of the skin of her forehead. The wound was first carefully washed in a weak solution of carbolic acid; then the most healthy looking spots on the granulated surface were chosen to locate the crafts, and they were carefully applied with a camel’s hair brush. The head was bound in lint to keep the grafts in po sition, and nature was left to do her work. Of the twenty-five grafts first applied an examination showed that but four hnd taken, all the others hav ing liquefied and disappeared. These four had united themselves firmly to the tissue, and gave promise of a hoalthy growth. By March 10, 1875, they had increased to tho size of a silver three cent piece, and were pushing rapidly forward to join the skin of the forehead. More grafts were carefully planted, and while hundreds proved worthless, enough grew properly to give ample as surance of the ultimate success of the experiment. It would bo a matter of years, the surgeons well knew, but they felt certain that in the end Lucy Osborn would have a new scalp, unless she died before the experiment could be com pleted. Lucy did not die. JOn the contrary, she grew strong daily, and in a very lew months afier her admission to the hos pital she was doing the ordinary work of convalescents about the wards. The tendency of healing scars is to contract, and tire new skin, in growing over her forehead and pressing forward to unite with the little islands which the grafts were forming on the top of her head, had drawn up her left eyelid so that she was unable to close that eye. An incision was made above the eye, and this gave facility for the lid to drop. The Incision gradually healed like the other wounds, and with tho exception of the disfiguring scar Lucy’s eye is now as good as ever it was. Meantime the grafting continued without ceasing, the healthy skin being taken from the arms oi the surgeons and doctors of the hospi tal, and a great quantity from the pa tient herself. Several prominent clergy men of tho city contributed grafts, and portions of the skin of many fashionable ladies furnished a nucleus for the scalp which Lucy Osborn now wears. The new scalp which has been built up for her is hard, white and glossy. There are no pores in the tissue, and it can nover bear hair, Lucy 1b in tho best of health and spirits, and expects to have a completely reconstructed scalp soon. The Lightning Flash. Lightning performed queer freaks at St. John, N. B. It shattered a largo number of telegraph poles to atoms, out the connection in tho telegraph ofllee, and set the ofllee on fire. It knooked down Albert Nash, who remained pow erless for ovor five minutes, but has suffered no permanent harm. Gerhard Sohimpfgen, of Milwaukee, wns instantly killed by lightning, whilo Patrick Cullins, of Joliet, 111., had his home torn to pieces, timbers nnd brick being thrown forty feet in tho air, sev oral of the inmates wore thrown vio lently about and soveroly injured, and Collins und his hired man killed. The house of A. J. Snow, at Collin- wood, Ohio, was struck by lightning and Bet on fire. The fluid struck the kitchen chimney, nnd on reaching tho roof tore open a space of ten foct. One bolt went through tho ceiling into the kitchen, severely injuring Mrs. Snow. The fire wns speedily extinguished. When Miss Nell Bassett, one of tho young indies employed in the Rochester Tclcphono exchange, opened tho cirouit to answer a call, thoro came a blinding flash of lightning, nnd Miss Bassett lay insensible upon the floor. She sufferod severely for some time and temporarily lost her eyesight, but lias now fully re covered. Andrew Fielding met witli a surpriso as he was scaled on a reaper on his farm near Tipton, Ind. Both of his horses suddenly foil dead after a lightning flash Francis Bowen, who was binding wheat about two hundred feet in the rear, was struck and killed. Four miles from this Eccne a child was also killed during the same storm. A Mr. Wait, of Berlin, Ohio, was feeding his horses when a thunderbolt entered nn open door at one end of the table, pnssed rapidly behind tho horses and went out of the door at the other end, burying itself in tho earth. No damago whatover was dono to either barn or animals, but Mr. Wait was blinded and stunned for a few min utes. Ludwig Shroedor, of Chicago, had a queer experience during a thunder storm. The lightning struck his frame cottage, passed through the bod in whlci; ho wa3 sleeping, but simply burned his limns and feet. It also entered tho b:<rn o! G. W. Ililner, killod his horse, an then passed out at the open door, leaving tho barn uninjured. In Cleveland, Ohio, B. Lange, a la borer, was walking along Herald strou during a severe storm and was struck by lightning. Tho right side of his head and chest was torn away. After killing Lange the fluid crossed the street and shattering a large tree disappeared into space. Lange was thirty-six yoars of age, and leaves a wife and five ohll dren. While crossing the platform from the baggage to a passenger car on tho M and G. railroad, at Linwood, Ala Joseph Mason, tho baggage-mas er, was struck by lightning. All efforts at ro suscitation failed. In his cap a hole about two inches in length wns found Along his body to both feet was a red streak, nnd all along this streak the skin was blistered. Mr. Kidd, of Ottawa, Ont., was over taken by a storm whilo returning from a luneral, and took shelter in the house of a widow named Snroule. The se verity of the storm rendering his liorso unmanageable, young Sproule, a lad of fifteen, ran from the house, and taking tho animal to a telegraph pole was in the act of tying it when there was a blinding Wash,'and the lad fell dead. Question nnd Answer. What is the good and what ia the bad T Where is the perleotly trne T| What is the end you live lor, my lad T And what, may 1 ask, are yon T Unproven, I Tear, is your heaven above, Lile is but labor and sorrow; Then why should wo hope, and why should we lovo, And why should we oare lor the morrow 7 There may be a fight worth fighting, my triend, Though victory there be none; And though no heaven be our# at the end, Still we may stear straight on. And though nothing be good, and nothing be bad, And nothing tie true to the letter, Yet a good many things are worse, my lad, And one or two things are bettor. —The Spectator. The Thin Partition Between Life and ** Death. When we walk nenr the powerful machinery we know that one single misstep and those mignty engines would tear us to pieces with their flying wheels, or grind us to powder in their ponderous jaws. So when we are thun dering across the land in a rail car, and there is nothing but half an inch flange to hold us upon the track. So, when wo are in a ship at sea, and there is nothing but the thickness of a plank between us and eternity. We imagine then that we see how close we are to the edge of the precipice. But we do not see it. Whether on sea or land the partition that divides us from eternity is something thinner than an oak plank or half an inch of iron flange. Tho machinery of life and death are within us. The tissues that hold these beating powers In their placo are often not thicker than a piece ot paper, and, that th’.n partition were ruptured, it would b-3 just the same to us as if a can non ba’il had struck us. Death is in separably bound up with life in the very ‘structure of our bodies. Struggle as will to widen this space, no man can A!; any time go farther from death thafl the thickness ol a sheet oi paper ITEMS OF INTEREST. Garden greens—Amateur florists. In Ireland last your $7,500,000 lose wore spent for drink than in the pre ceding year. The sun’s rays, focalized through tho glnss of a round wator bottle at Alyth, Scotland, set fire to a house. Mrs. Hildreth committed suicide at Dos Moines, Iowa, bocauso her husband wouldn’t take hor to t he oircus. Men who never advertise, live and die without ever knowing that they have nover touched tho true lover of success. A Berks county (Fa.) lien laid a nest full of eggs in the forks of a tree, twelve feet from tho ground, where she hatched theleggs out. The head of an empty barrel in the corner grocory may support tho curb* stone orator, but it won’t feed his fam ily .—Waterloo Observer. When a locomotive engineer runs over his nccounts, neither the coroner nor cowcatcher are called into requisi tion.—New York News. Borry Bradford, of Cl inch county, Ga. whs found doad at his plow hajdles re cently. He is tho third brother thnt has died suddenly at the plow. When cows have learned to read, and not till then, will it pay enterprising firms to advertiso on rooks, troes and fence posts.—Meriden Recorder. A Reading (Fa.) man only sixty-five years old has boon married thr^c times, and tho Father of cloven pair of twins. Ho has forty-one children in all. • John Thomas, a native of Albemarle, Va..is tho father of thirty-two children. He has been twice married, nnd twenty- ono daughters wero born to him before son. After a recent Bliower at Kokoma, Ind., tho ground was found covered with fish, all of which wero alive and flopping about. They were the size of minnows. A beautiful woman, nged twenty-two, very intelligent, with pleasing manners, is an inmate oi the Virginia peniten tiary, serving a long sentence for horse stealing. When John Keeton, a Cumberland county (Ky.) man, saw a swarm of bees in the woods with nothing to catch them in lie was sorrowful. lie adopted tho first mode inwardly suggested to him, slipped off his pants, soon had the bees hived in tho legs, and so carried them homo. A little four-year-old, of Des Moines, Iowa, finding a revolver in one of the bedrooms, took it up and killed his baby sister two years of age. The same day a Cincinnati boy, aged eleven, also found a pistol in a drawer, and playiully pointed it at his cousin, a girl of nine, nnd killed her. A Dead Man’s Shadow. Shadows nre substantial things in Gold Hill, Nev. The local editor, whose reputation for veracity is not questioned by his own journal, relates that in the earlier days of July John Abbott was taken from the steaming depths of tho Union” with his head crushed by a falling wall-plate. He was laid on the floor of tho office, nnd medical aid was summoned to minister to his wants, al though it was plaiu that he must die. The next morning Superintendent Rooney noticed that where the dying man had been placed his outline lay like a shadow on the floor. He ordered tho janitor to clean the boards. Before Rooney went to dinner the shadow re- appeared. He ordered the floor to be thoroughly scrubbed and went to his family. The next morning the floor showed that a vigorous application of soap and brush had been made, for it was white and clean. But during the day that shadow roturned, and at night them it lay as though the man was still waiting for dcatli on that floor. The next day Rooney ordered the floor to be painted. With the coming of the paint- pot the shadow vanished, but after a day or two returned, and once more limned itself on that office floor. Rooney again sent for tho painter and had a second coat of paint put on, not only where the shadow lay, but over the entire floor. In a few days there it was again, and each day it grew more and more distinct. Even strangers at length began to notice it and comment on its resemblance to a human form. Its presence ut. length became intolera ble, and Rooney had all the boards of the floor on which this heavy and terrible shadow rested taken out and replaced with new. The paint brush hen followed, and now that outlined figure from the floor hoa disappeared.