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Dead Lf Area.
4 week i«o—how beautiful!
To-dey—how wre they He I
glory of the forcRt fled—
Like splendor from the sky.
I trample on the fulling leaves
That yesterday, like gems,
Kaahed brightness on my wondering i
From countless diadems.
"Tiey answer my hcetlless feet \
With crispness In their tone:
M Tread lightly for the beauty’a sake
Thine eyea iu us have known;
We were but shadow’s when we glowed
of thy pride;
We st^Kjtsharinws of its fall,
And Jiftt beforo it glido l”
I would the withered leaves were fetf.
That I might shun to tread
Thoir dying verdure in the dust
With which my hopes fall dead;
For when, in crimson and in gold,
My ripened Joys shall flame,
The brief, bright beauty of the lentea
Ie tlielra—to sere the same I
PRESENCE OF MIND-
it poured m though there were going to
be a second flood.
Biddy asked me, as it was so near the
Hudson, whether it wasn’t likely to be
a-risin’,and whether in that case “we
wouldn’t be drowned?” And I said
‘ Yes.” It was too bad, I know, but it
was really some amusement on such a
day to frighten the stupid girl.
I had my tea alone—and I do hate to
have tea alone if any woman in the world
hates it—and then I put baby to sleep
in her cradle in the sitting-room, and
took my knitting, and was as comforta
ble as I could be under the cirotun-
stoncos, when 1 bethought me of the
morning’s papor. I called Biddy to
bring it to me, and she came to mo at
onoe.
“It’s well thought of, missus,” she
said, os she laid it in my lap. “It’s
yorself will be inthcrcsted wid the raid-
There’s accounts of the house-
breakin’ in it.”
“ Of what?” I ejaculated; and, though
I assure you I’m not the least nervous,
my heart was in my mouth for a me
ment. f
“Of the house-breakin’, mum, and
how the thaves in the wurreld got into
I have always been celebrated for my
presence of mind in emergencies.
Grandfather used to Hay that he ne-’er
Had a girl who wan not afraid of a mouse
or a spider, and how mother’s daughter I ^therUksmoro’s house,* that’s^itiated I Mulligan
upon me. There was but one door to
the room, and the windows were high
and barred, for I had contemplated the
time when baby should bo largo enough
to climb up and lean out. Noiselessly
and suddenly I drew that door to and
locked it on the outside; then, with the
key in my hand, and trembling like an
aspen leaf, I stole down stairs and cried
to Bridget, “I’ve locked them in ; they
shall give my baby back ; come with
me 1” and away I went across the garden
and down the road to the first house.
That was “ Mullignn’s Tavern,” a very
low place, indeed, shunned by all re
spectable folk; but I knew there wore
always men there who were afraid of no
body. Tho greatest brntos would not
refuse aid to a woman at such a time.
As we came near I saw a light in one
of the windows, and heard voices and
loud laughter. It was no time for cere
mony, so I burst the door open and ran
in. There were four men playing cards,
and old Mrs. Mulligan behind the bar.
“ 01 please oxeuse me,” I cried; “but
do come right away. There aro house
breakers in my house, and they've sto
len my baby,"
“Stholo the baby?” cried old Mrs.
over come to be so bravo bo couldn't
guess. That wns boforo I married, and,
of course, I have not become timid with
advancing years.
I am Mrs. Jasper Jackman; my has
band is, of course, Mr. Jackmnn, and
our place is known ns Jackman’s Nook.
Nook, indeed 1 If there wns a cornor to
tho world, I should fanoy it was put
away in that, for it is the moBt out-of-
the-way habitation that ever existed.
It is, indeed. You can’t see it until you
are within fifty feet of it, for tho trees
and the nasty rocks.
Now, you know I’m not tho least bit
nervous, but, having lived with father
and mother and the rest all my life, I
did not enjoy being shut up all alone
like a—a— a—well, a hyena in a menag
erie, while Mr. Jackman attended to busi
ness in town; and I often thought if
houso-bronkers were to make an attack
upon' the house, wlint should I do, a
poor littlo woman, with no one to call
ui>on ? For I count Bridget as a great
cipher in every occasion of life that does
not involvo soap-suds.
I told Jasper that absolutely, if I had
known wliataplace Jackman’s Nook was,
[ was not suro but tlmt I should have
thought twice before refusing old Dr,
Muligitawny, whoso palatial residence is
on Fifth nvenue, New York city, as, of
course, everybody knows,
However, aftor yon have once said
“ yes” to tho gentleman who “ pops” the
question to you, you may say “ no” over
after to all other questions, for all he
for he’ll have his own way al
cares,
ways.
Mother-in-law Jackman having made
Jasper promise that I must livo always
at tho Nook was considered unanswera-
the samo os this, neighboring nobody,
and tuck all they could lay their hands
on, to say nothin’ of half murderin’ the
ould gentleman. The saints be above
us this night—”
There it was, sure enough, headed,
A bold and outrageous attack upon
tho residence of Mr. Dinsmore! ” I
read it through, and then I said to my
self
Jonislm Jnekman, remember your
presence of mind. Don't let it fail you
fn coses of emergency. Hhoulfl a nouse-
breaker take advantage of your solitude,
let him find you prepured." It was rs
though some invisible wliat’s-his-name
hod addressed mo from the chimney. I
answered, “ I will 1 ” and you can’t im
agine how bold I grow at once. I re
hearsed all that I should do in case
Biddy camo to me in tho night, saying,
Missus, there’s some one in tho cellar!”
all I should do if I found anybody in
tho wardrobe when I retired, and I bad
the satisfaction of feeling that I was
prepared. I might woke up to find the
spoons gone—I might bo murdered in
my bed; but it would bo unawares, and
they would inscribe upon my tombstone
the words, “ She showed her presence
of mind to the last.” I felt quite self-
possessed and happy, though I was cer
tain—yes, morally certain -that some
thing remarkable would happen before
morning ; that I should be, os it were,
weighed in the balance and not found
wanting before the sun arose. I did not
feel like retiring early, and sat by the
fire till the clock struck 11. Then, just
os the last stroke died away, Biddy came
down from her bedroom like a red-flan
nel ghost, with eyes and mouth wide
opon, and something of importance ovi-
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bio ; and, after all, what could wo do ? dently on her mind. I put baby down
No one would hire or buy tho place, and i n her cradle and aroso, drawing myself
wo had it on our hands. Of course we up to my full height, and feeling that I
lived there. I always know that doing was the only one to be depended upon
so would bo tho cause of my showing the i n this awful emergency,
presence of mind for winch I am cele “Bridget,” said I, “how many are
brated in my own family—if nowhere they ? Is it one or more ?”
else. And so it came to pass,
One stormy night in November, in the
year 1863—it was the 4th, I think, for
1 Mum ?” said Bridget.
“ The thieves. I mean.” said L
“Oh, it isn’t thaves, mum,’
said
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baby was just 1 year old on the 1st, and Biddy. “ It’s only that tliafe of a wind
there was some of the cake I had made that’s took the roof clane off the chick-
for his “bresseil ittlo birflty birfday ” on-house, and there’s the wee bits iv
still left in the pantry, and a cake of ducks a-stharvin to death wid cowld.”
that size certainly never would last “And in this dreadful rain, too,”
longer than that in our house. It was Ba j d I.
ho most unpleasant day I over remem- ‘* It’s clared off fine,” said Biddy,
bor to have lived through. The ground <• ftlld the moon’s up.”
was soaked. The have branches looked “We must go out and put them in
like so many skeletons, and the sky was the wood-house,” said I. And so say-
the color Bridget’s tin pans were when I j ng) j tucked baby up in her blankets,
first got down stairs this time last year. aud> ^-rapping a shawl over my head,
In the~civy it~wo"uld have been some W ent out into tho night air. It had
fun to sit in the window and watch the grown very cold, but it was clear, as
“ O, do come I” I implored.
“Go, Pat,” said the old woman;
never mind tho gnme. It's Missus
Jackman ; more betoken she’s the next
neighbor to us. Take ycr pistols, an’
away wid ye, boys. An’, missus, just
take a drop of screechin’ hot whisky to
kapo the life in 3 e.”
Of course I refused the latter offer,
but in a moment tho men were on their
feet, and I felt like blessing them—those
half-savage creatures who had become
my protectors.
I don’t know how wo got to the honso,
or up-stairs. I remember nn awful tu
mult, a smell of gunpowder, oaths and
shouts. Then there wns silence—then
a loudriaugh.
It’s thruo, boys I" said old Mulli
gnn’s voioe. “I know Misther Jackmnn,
an’ it’s himself. It's a great misthaki
that’s all.”
A singular mistake to enter a man's
house, and endeavor to shoot him in
his own bed I” said n voice I knew to be
my husband’s ; and at that I rushed into
tho room.
He was there, and so was baby, for be
held her in his arms ; and there, also
wns Mulligan and his friends and their
pistols, and half the furniture was
broken and the stove upset But oh for
tho house-breakers, they—I began to
see the truth. Mr. Mulligan wan back
ing out.
I’ll lave Mrs. Jackman to explain,”
ho said. “An’ I’m proud I didn’t kill
ye, though it’s onto' friendship I’d have
done it; for if your own wife took ye
for a house-breaker how would I. know
bettor ? The top o’ the night till ye, an
I'll lave the lady to explain.”
All! I did really wish that the ground
would open and swallow me. You see,
my husband had come home while we
were hunting up tho chickens, and, find
ing baby wide awake, hod taken her up
to bed, and gone to sleep. And the
robber under the bed was his muddy
boots, with, of course, no feet in them ;
and well there were none, for they were
riddled with bullet boles. Mr. Mulli
gan had fired at thorn, fortunately.
When I thought of the awful dangei
Jasper and the baby had been : n, I went
into strong hysterics at once, and fright
ened Jasper so that he was glad to for
give me when I came to myself. It was
a terrible mistake, and migiit have end
ed seriously, of course ; but I will say,
now and always, that it was Jasper’s
fault, and that if I10 hod been a house
breaker we might all have been thank
ful for my great presence of mind.
Reading.
Many a lad toiling on the farm, or
at the mechanic’s bench, or perchance at
the forecostlo, lias dreans of what he
might be and do if he were only edu
cated. Tho most part only dream, be
cause they do not ni ake an effort to ad vance
themselves. It is not because the ma
jority have not talent enough to acquire
an education, but because they have not
sufficient energy to develop their re
sources. Now every boy and girl has
raoro chances to obtain an education
than children formerly had; and there is
not a boy or girl in our enlightened
country who cannot devote one hour out
of tho twenty-four to reading useful, in
structive books. Many of our famous
authors, statesmen, and culturod men ol
soience labored under untold disadvan
tages in their youth, but they persevered
and left behind “ footprints in the sands
of time" worthy to be followed after by
every succeeding generation. Robert
Bloomflold, the honored British poet,
whom great men revero and honor, was
only a poor shoemaker’s apprentice; and
It did not seem very probable while ho
pegged away ot his trade that ho would
ever be the honored associate of tho
learned and great. Bnt by employing
every spare moment in gleaning in tho
Holds of knowledge he rose to cultured
emiuenco. Elilm Burritt, familiarly
called the learned blacksmith, was a poor
man and worked unceasingly at his
trade to obtain a living, and to savo
monoy to buy his beloved books. Yet
while working from dawn till dark be
found time to master fifty languages and
to perfect himself in the sciences. Thero
aro many other instances to show what
perseverance and energy will do. So by
improving the talent that God has givon
you may make for yourself a name that
will not die when you die, but live on
and on a monumont to your unceasing
industry.
It is far better to read one page at
teAfUfely and understanding^ than to
skim a whole volume, nnd only hull
grasp its meaning. It is the saying of a
scholar of human nature, “Beware ol
tho man of one book." Ho who reads n
little, thoroughly, would be so skilled
that it would bo difficult to contradict
him. Have a system about your reading.
If possible, lay aside an hour, two bourn,
or as much time os you can, for reading.
Have the hours at a certain time, anr-
allow nothing to interfere with them
Give yotir undivided attention to tin-
subject boforo you, and in the course 01
one year you will bo surprised at the
amount of information you will have
gained, and tho highor thoughts and
foelings which fill your mind. And do
not rood everything. Lord Bacon says •
“Some books are to bo tasted; others
are to bo swallowed; and some few to be
chewed and digested.” That is, somu
are to be skimmed ; some are to be read,
but not ouriously ; while others should
bo so read that if the book were lost tho
best purts, if not all, could be reproduced
by the reader. But whatever elso yon
neglect, do not forget the littlo book 11
white paper, a note-book in which yon
can jot down each happy thought nnd
pnssing fancy. Many of our best author*
took notes, that is, wrote their thought!
iu disjointed sentences ns they occurroo
to them, from which they nfterwnrd
formed most elaborate and beautiful
productions. Now, who will form the
resolution of reading nn hour every day
and carry it out faithfully to the end ol
tho yenr? Be assured you will find
yourself amply repaid. Remember that
the more slowly and thoughtfully you
read, the more you will retain of it.—
Oil a Itccd McChristie.
Porcelain Mnnnfttctnre.
In 1772 the first porcolain factory wai
EDUCATIONAL HUMOR.
Couldn't Knoel.
Many ludicrous circumstances lent V*-
folksTgo past, 'looking like so many I Biddy had" said, and we paddled round I nety to the court life of George III an/1
drowned rats but at tho Nook (I should i n the mud catching the poor little gave vivacity to the conversation in the
think it was a nook) there was nothing chickens. We hail them nil at last ex- home circle. Thus, when a mayor and
to bo seen absolutely nothing. cept one. and we hoard its little voice- aldermen were admitted to the honor of
101,0 , ... t u./ I , a presentation to the queen, mid the
I had not a book which I had not swce< swe e, swee- somewhere and, of m rtJO r advanced to kiss her hand. “You
rend, and the note-paper was out, for cour8ei could not bo so heartless as to mugt knce]j air> » flaid C ol. Gwynne.
Jasper hod forgotten to bring me some f ors ako it. And at last there it was, ,.j Cftn , t) gir « s . lid t)l0 nla y or> “y ou
from tho city, and I had finished all my tangled up in sorno dead vines, and as musi; i JCnd the knee; you must kneel,”
ing, cold as a lump of ico. By the time we i ns ; s tcd the colonel. But, instead of
spent my time ns best I could ; but g av0 jt to its mother, who was very glad complying with the colonel’s directions,
, j <jj d wish that tho regiment which ^ see jt ) the clock struck 12. Baby the mayor seized tho queen’s band and
alone three-quarters of
sewing.
how;
Rosin boxes, etc.
ine Needles,
Mach
OIL and SHUTTLES
* or all kinds ol Machines, for sale. I will
so oidor parts ol Machines that get
broke, and new pieces
aro wanted.
A. J. JERNIGAN.
-A WOffDEItFUL HALVE.
doctor in Scotland made
, . ^ UiUiVID U v \J
hj J 011 . 0 , addjea bng salve, and thought
—^Apeument a little with
s R flrst cnt off his dog’s tail, and ap-
. et Bu ® e of Lhe solve to the stump. A
w tail grow out immediately. He
en applied some to the tail which lie
was encamped about half a mile away 1 had been
was near enough for me to watch them | llouri
drill--if they do drill in such weather. “ Muzzer’s darling I sound asleepy
I’d thought them too near before on ac- „ j Bftid( m r went to the cradle.
0 . _ 1 . _ T 1, n <TA nniirnu, fl I *
carried it to his lips with much more of
loyal heartiness than of courtly refine
ment. The worst of it was that all the
aldermen followed suit, supposing their
const of Bridget, whom I have caught a Merciful powers, shall I ever forget that tltlne- As tile
score of times talking to men in bluo
jackets at the gate, and wished them oil
to the scat of war, or anywhere else,
over and over again; but that afternoon
what a relief they would have been
I was tlio moro lonely that Jasper had
said that morning, “ My dear, if itrauis
os it does now to-night, I sha’n’t come howliDg in t b e dining-room, rushed up
home, but will stop at your father s.
And how could I blame lnm m suen Sure enough) there was a light in my
weather? Yet it was dreadfully lone- bedjoom> ^ j peep ed in. The mo-
some. If you are sociable with yom j did B0 j fe i t 1 was powerless,
, „ „ , 1 mayor was retiring, the colonel mdig-
moment? Baby was not there! J ° , .
m . ., a , , „ nantly interfered. “You ought to have
In a moment tho truth flashed on my ^..j eou]d not do it> „ Bftid the
mind. House-breakers lac en ere 0 mayor. “Everybody else can kneel,”
dwelling in out absence, and b o en my ( j ec j are( j t j ie colonel, supposing no doubt
treasure. Perhaps they were in tho t | (jlt j iere was ft French republican on
house yet, or some of them. I felt the E ng )i s b so ;i. “Yes, sir,” returned the
strength of a tigress, and, leaving Biddy ma y 0r ; “but I have a wooden leg!”
interest. It it should prwo tortM,
Jasper would come home.
rained ho wouldn’t.
Every now and then there would be a
cutoff - pretense of clearing off, and I began^to
did not’i, and 11 no "’ do 3 Brew out. He hope for a pleasant 8WnB ’ . ^tjma
not know which do» wu a false nretonse, oJid at
Maiuk Mascal took a wulk in Now
Orleans witli a rival of the man whom
she was soon to marry, in ordor to toll
some, ai jeu — - | m UU ,, * — » . him that ho must cease his attentions,
servants they always presumo upon , ro bber who had stolen my baby jj cr affianced husband saw them to-
and I do so love to talk. was there, and the terribly muddy boots | ge t] lev> an c|, refusing to hear her expla^
.Of course I watched the cloudy w ^ | ^ nnother wero B ticking from under the
b ed; and, oh, horrors ! another had got
in to it, and had hidden, as he imagined,
under the quilts.
nation, peremptorily broke his engage
ment. She therefore desired to die, and
tried to throw herself before a locomo
tive, but she slipped on some wet grass
On my presence of mind depended I aud only lost a leg. Her lover is now
the recovery of my child and my own I convinced of her loyalty, and will marry
life. In ft moment the plan flashed |
Joitn- T. Raymond, tho actor, says ol
his experience in London : “The pco
pie I met were most delightful. They
received us cordially, nnd treuted ua
splendidly—as individuals — but they
couldn't stand our play, ‘The Gilded
Age.’ The fact is, they couldn’t under
stand it. Of course the character of
Col. Sellers was plain enough, nnd
they laughed at it. The Colonel’s spe
ulations took enormously, but nil the
localisms of tho play fell flat. When
the stove fell down in tho third act, it
all went for notliing. The audience
didn’t see anything funny in that. On
tho other hand tho trial scene, which
wo consider rather ordinary, was one of
tho few redeeming features of the play
in the eyes of tho Londoners. They
were almost willing to regard that much
of it as a success.”
established at Limoges by Messrs. Mos
sier, Fourneyra & Grellct, under the pro
tection of the wise and liberal Intendant
Turgot. Tt is the decoration of the por-
celnin that gives it its value as well ns its
charm. Its manufacture is comparative
ly easy and simple. The kaolin, a dry,
whitish-yellow clay, Is first taken in
lumps from the quarry nnd carried to
one or tho other of the numerous mills
lining tho Vienne, where it is ground
fine and reduced to a liquid pnstoclosely
resembling bread-dough. In this shape
it is carried in sacks to the factory,
where, having been again worked over
to secure fineness and plinbillty, It Is
ready for the moldcr’s or tho turner’s
hands.
Nothing can exceed the deftness
and skill with which, under the
magic touch of tho experienced work
man, shapeless lumps of this prepnrod
clay are fashioned into cups, dishes,
vases nnd every conceivable form of the
most delicate pottery. It is ro quickly
done, too! Ono handy operative can
make two hundred cups a day. Onee
molded into shape, tho piece of pottery
is dipped into liquid enamel which gives
It hardness and brilliancy. It receives
too the stamp of tho manufacturer. It is
then placed in wlmt is palled a gazette to
bo put into an oven to bake. The gazette
is composed of a pair of deep earthen
saucers fitting tightly together nnd form
ing a circular box, varying in dimen
sions according to the sizes of tho objects
to be baked. Tho greater purt of those
’n uso are little larger than an ordinary
soup-plate. In this gazette the piece of
porceinin is hermetically sealed up, nnd
then it goes into the oven with thou
sands of other gnzottes, until the great
circular furnace, twenty feet in diameter
and two stories high, is packed full from
sido to side and from bottom to top.
Then the doors nro closed, the fires arc
lit, nnd for a period varying from thirty
four to fifty hours tho baking process
goos on at a temperature of 3200°. Even
alter the fires aro extinguished the heat
in the furnaco remains intense, and
twelve hours moro must elapse before it
subsides sufficiently to permit tho work
men to enter, roniovo nnd open the
gazettes, take out the porcelains, which
aro now hard and brilliant, and send
them to tho artists for decoration. There
aro in all some seventy of these ovens in
Limoges, with an average capacity of six
thousand pieces. As most of them are
kept going night and day, tho reader can
form some idea of the amount daily man
ulootured.
But thus far wo have only followed
the process through its homlier stages
The decorative work, yet to come, is the
most delicate ns it is the most interesting
But not every piece of porcelain that
comes out of the oven reaches the deco
rator’s hands. Of every hundred pieces
baked, an average of twenty-five are
thrown out as inferior, and the remain
ing seventy-five are divided or sorted out
into four grades, known os second choice,
choice, elite and special, in the average
proportion of thirty, twenty-five, fifteen
and five to each class respectively. The
special is employed only for very rich
decorations; elite Is recommended for
best selection; the choice is for ordinary
usage; and the second choice is of such
fair quality as to be pronounced less im
perfect than the best porcelain sent from
China and Japan, and specially recom
mended ns the most economical pottery.
The price of decoration vnries according
o the selection of porcelain to which it
is applied. Thus, for instance, tho low
er grades of artists are employed upon
the second-choice porcelain, while the
host painters and decorators work upon
the elite; the special is Ally given .to
artists of the most exceptional merit
The various artists, painters, and decora
tors, are paid salaries which, according
to the French standnrd, are considered
munificent, though they sound small
enough to American ears. Much of the
decorating, such as flowers, birds, vines,
etc., is done by laying the paper design*
upon the porcelain and painting ovet
them. The gilding is more laborious,
and enormous quantities of pure gold-
leaf are used. The gold, once laid on,
can only become permamently part, and
parcel of the porcelain by being subjected
to an additional six hours’ baking at 1
teniDcrature of 800° Reaumur
Once, a teacher was explaining to a
little girl the meaning of the word cuti
cle. “What is that all over my face
and hands ?” • ‘ Freckles,” answered the
little obemb.
A small child, being asked by a Sun
day-school teacher, “What did tha
Israelites do after they crossed the Red
sea?” answered, “I don’t know, ma’am,
hut I guess they dried themselves.”
A minister, in one of his visits, met n
boy, and asked him wliat o’clock it was.
About 12, sir,” was the reply. “Well,”
remarked the minister, “I thought it
more.” “It’s never any more
it just begins at
here,” said the hoy ;
1 again,”
Three little boys, on a Sabbath day,
wore stopped*on the street by an elderly
gentlemen who, perceiving that they
had bats and bolls with them, asked ono
of the number tliis question : “Boy, con
you toll me where oil naughty hoys go
to who play hall on Sunday?" “Over
hack of Johnson’s dam," tho youngster
replied.
“Sam,” said a young mother, “do
you know what tho difference is between
the lnxly nnd the soul ? Tho soul, my
child, is what you love with ; the hotly
carries you about. This is your body
(touching the Boy’s shoulders nnd arms),
hut there is something deeper in. You
can feel it now. Wlint is it?" “Oh,
yes, I know,” said he, with a flash of ,iu*
tolligenoe in his eye, “that is my flan
nel shirt.” — Barnes’ Educational
Monthly.
Gen. Grant’s first and lost and only
Presidential vote was for James Bu
chanan, and, according to a Washing
ton correspondent, these are the circum
stances under wliicli it was cast: “ He
was living in St. Louis, and had been
out of the city during the day. He
reached the suburbs about sundown,
and stopped near a voting precinct on
business. Ho was asked if he had voted,
and replied that he had not, and neither
could he, owing to the distance that he
was from his home and the lateness of
the day. The judges at the polling
place, being sure that he had not voted
aud could ot reach the place where he
was entitled to vote in time, permitted
him to vote there, knowing that he
would cast a Democratic ticket. That
is Gen. Grant’s personal statement oi
his flrst Presidential vote,”
Gravestones at Auction.
The proprietor of a marble yard oppo
site Woodlawn cemetery, Brooklyn,
business being slack, made up hi
mind to sell by auction his stock of head
stones, footstones, monuments etc., and
rotiic from active business. “It is a
somewhat unusual thing,” said the man,
“as folks don’t throw on their things
and drop around to buy a monument as
they would a dishpan <jr potato masher.
Still, as there are over six thousand dol
lars’ worth of monuments, why, the
thing may go after all.” But, after ad
vertising in the city papers and industri
ously canvassing the adjoining towns,.
there was no one at the sale but tbe auc
tioneer, the owner and a reporter.
“Well, gentlemen,” the auctioneer be
gan, “wliat am I offered for this fine—
er —suppose wo wait awliileP”
So they waited, and about two hours
later a country carryall drovo up, and a
lady alighted, and began to examine the
monuments. Soon after a prominent
citv publisher arrived, and the group of
five persons stood around for a few mo
ments, and then went their several ways
The owner sadly remarked! “The thing
won’t go.”
Memphis, in providing tor ine drain-
ago of its houses, adopted an entirely
new system. The sewers are not mora
than six inches in diameter, until they
have extended such a distance that tha
drainage they are likely lo receive will
moro than fill one-half the pipe. They
ore then increased in size slowly, but
always with the view of keeping them
os small as possible, while largo enough
to do their work. They are used only
for house drainage. Storm water and
soil drainage are otherwise disposed of.
The house drains are uniformly four
inches in diameter, not trapped, and,
starting clear above the roofs of tho
houses, ore carried down to the culverts.
Fresh-air inlets aro provided in the
streets, so that the honso drains and
sewers have a constant current of oil
passing through them.
Recently complaints linvo been mods
to the Fvouch authorities that oleomar
garine butter lms been substituted for
the genuine article in tho nsylnms of
Paris. Tho Paris Academy of Medicine
bus made a vigorous investigation, un
der nn . order from tho Government.
The roport of the committee is against
tho use of margarine in tho asylums,
nnd is also adverse to its general use as
a substitute for butter. Tho margarine
an originally prepared is no longer an
object of commerce, being too dear.
That which is actually in nso is an in
dustrial product open to various frauds.
Vegetable oils are especially introduced,
nnd if it is easy to decide by chemical
analysis whether a given product con
sists of butter or miirgm iue, it is very
difficult to affirm whether this margarine
is pure or mixed with oils, and vegetable
oils ure known to bo moro difficult of di
gestion than animal fats. It was found
to be a miserable conglomerate of pea
nut oil, diluted milk, and beef.
Jay Gould has no eyebrows,'anil n
correspondent of the St. Louis Jlcpub-
lican professes to tell why. Ho had his
all staked on Union Pacific, and the
Btock had been worked up from 9 to
about 66. The lower court had decided
in his favor in a vital lawsuit, and it was
with feverish anxiety that the result of
the appeal was awaited. The rumor got
about in Wall street that the decision of
the court above would be adverse to
Gould, and, in spite of the private as
surances that it would be against the
Government, the adverse rumors so un
strung Gould that it waa hard for him
to keep on his feet. A private telegraph
wire was hired, with one terminus in
Mr. Gould’s office and the other iu the
room adjoining the Supreme Court
chamber in Washington. The operators
sent all the decisions as they were read.
Groat nervousness was caused by the
long, tedious opinions telegraphed in
which Gould b&d no interest. Tliis was
kept up for hours. Gould was almost
prostrated. At length the operator an
nounced that tiie reading of tho opinion
in the Union Pacific railway case had
been commenced. The first of the
opinion began to come over the wire,
and it wns a mere history of tho case.
‘Oh, shut him off,” cried Mr. Gould,
‘ and ask him whether the decision of
the lower court is affirmed.” The an
swer was awaited with breathless anx
iety. Gould sank in his chair, as pale
as a dead man, and those about him
were much concerned for fear that if the
decision was adverse he would be killed
by it. The operator at length gave the
news that the decision of the lower court
had been affirmed. Mr. Gould was
prostrated, though the decision gave
him millions. He was carried to his
home in Fifth avenue, and a long sick
ness followed. All his hair camo out,
including his eyebrows, and those na
ture never restored.