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April 10, 1880.
E. A. SULLIVAN,
The Two Ages.
F'olks were bnppy as day# were long
In the old Arcadian times ;
When lire seemed only a dance and tong
In tho sweetest id nil Bwect oliinea.
Our world grow# bigger, and, stage by atagc.
A# the pitilei# yrare have rolled,
We’ve quite forgotten the golden age,
And come to the ngu oi gold,
Timo wont by in n sheopiah way
Upon Thesaaly’s plains ol yore,
In the nineteenth oenlnry lnmba at play
Mean mutton, and nothing more.
Our swains at present are tar too aage
To lire as one lived ol old;
So they oouple the crook ol the golden age
With a hook in the age oi gold.
From Corydon’a roed the mountain* round
Heard new# ol hi# lateat flame;
And Tityrua made the wooda reeound
With echoes ol Oaphne’a name.
They kindly lett ua a lasting ganga
Ol their musioal art, we're told;
And the Pandean pipe ol the golden age
Brings mirth to the age of gold.
Dwellers in hats nnd in marblo halls -
From shepherdess up to queen—
Cared little lor bonnets, and less lor abawla,
And nothing lor orlnolino.
But now simplicity's not the rage,
And it’s tunny to think how cold
The dress they wore in tho golden age
W ould seem in the age ol gold.
direction, which Lily carefully detached
and put it in her pockctbook.
That waa the first step taken—the rest
followed quickly.
Uncle and aunt, I am going to tlit
city. My mind is made up, and please
do not say No. You, dear unolc, are
suffering with one of your worst attacks
of rheumatism,and aunt’s head is threat
ened with her regular January neural
gia. Martha is needed to look after you
both, and Simon can’t leavo tho barn,
poor old man. As for me, I was nine
years old y hen I was there last, but i
remember the streets perfectly. I could
oven go to this place ’’—she pointed to
the direction in the pockctbook—“ after
a little studying of the localities.’*
She spoke so confident, looked so
brave, and withal so hopeful, that the
good couple could only accept her
strength of purposo as providential, and
“ sent,” for the trying occasion.
Electrio telegraphs, printing, gaa,
Tobacco, balloons and steam,
Are little events that have come to pass
Sinoe tho days of the old regime;
And spite ol Lempriero’s dueling pose,
I’d give—though it might soem bold—
A hundred years ol the golden age
For a year ol the age ol gold,
—Henry S. Leigh.
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“words 81 '” 18 * Wqrd * wound more than
“Well, well,’’ said good Adonij ,li
Courtney, raising his eyes he tvenward
“ Providence has indeed afflicted us;
but should we mourn as those without
hope? Nay, surely not, since all flesh
in weak and unable to meet and with
stand temptation in its own strength;
and our dear boy, Lionel, still gives us
hope of his repentance. All is not lost,
sister Keziah,” and he pressed his spin
ster companion’s withered and tremb
ling hand reassuringly, as he bade his
pretty, tearful niece (tho culprit’s
sister), to re-rrad tho letter of confession
that had that evening burst like a
bombshell in their midst nnd caused the
good nnd siniple-mnded people great
sorrow and anxiety of mind.
Lily Courtney hold her brother’s
singularly jerky nnd illegibly-written
epistle open before her. Indeed she had
never closed it since it came, but con
tinued to pour over its shaky characters
in tho vague hope of gleaming a ray ol
light to illumine the murky record. At
her uncle’s request, she tried hard to
swallow tho painful lump that had been
apparently growing in her throat ever
since her startled mini took in tho
wretched tidings. She was a gentK
shy-mannered girl, of great personal
beauty and equal modesty; but her
strong, and as yet untried trait of
character was unselfish devotion. She
loved the dear old pair who had re
oeived her brother and herself in their
early orphanage, and who had given
every energy and thought to the educa
tion and moral training of the other
wise friendless children. Without ever
having being outride of Greenville—
since she came there a little girl ten
years before—Lily knew quite well that
her aunt and uncle were singularly in
nocent nnd unwordly people, nnd,
thouh she oould not help but fail into
many of their primitive ways and illog
ical views, she was quite sure that
neither of them wai fitted to start out
in winter and travel to the great city
where her poor dear brother was in
trouble. She had quite resolved from
the first that she would go to him her
self, and when her voice trembled and
he choking sensation oppressed her
most as she read on, it was when the
conflict between her native timidity and
courageous sense of duty ocourred.
The note was dated a day or two be
fore Christmas and written in pencil so
badly thatjlt wasjdiffloult to read. Its
style, too, was unlike Lionel’s; in fact,
there was no way to account for Its ab
rupt and uneven character except the true
one. The dreadful snares and tempta
tions of that frightful city, against whioh
the elder pair, who had never pas?ed a
night in its polluted air, who had so
faithfully warned him—had seized him
in their illusive grasp. He had suc
cumbed ; he had strayeu and fallen from
grace; some evil being had robbed him,
and now, contrite and helpless, he called
homeward for relief His scrawling
epistle ran thus:
“ My deab Uncle and Aunt—, don t
want Lily to be alarmed (it was she
who had opened the note), so I do not
include her. I have had a misfortune—
I trusted to myself in these slippery
ways.;l wasia fool not to listen to coun-
sel-but I thought I knew it all; the
result is, I became lost, grew confused
and fell. Do not alarm yourself, dear
aunt and uncle; I might have been
muoh worse. ■ As it is, in the confusion,
Host my pockctbook. The people
among whom, on coming to
proved to beware not of the class or me
to remain dependent on fer a single day
Please send or come. I inclose ad
Regret to alarm you. With
In a different hand was a complicated
It was over. On Christmas day she
sat in the center of the middle car—
safest place in case of accidents. The
cold air had frozen the tears on her
obeeks; she looked through the blhrjed
window at the dark outline of the old
family carriage which Simon was
driving up the lane homeward, and sent
the venerable occupants a silent kiss
pressed against the unsympathetic glass.
The train was a full one; at every
station new people came in, and at the
second place from Greenville, a gentle
man of excellent appearance and pleas
ing manner came In and found no vacant
place except the one beside Lily.
He wore a handsome sable collar
round his ovorooat; in Lily’s startled
eye it Beemed like a partial mask to his
face, and when, pointing to the seat, lie
bowed his request to be allowed to share
it, she assented with a start and irume
aiately placed her hand protoctingly
over her coat-pocket where her money
was. She had merely turned her lace
once toward the newcomer; that once
however, was quite sufficient to show
him a pure, oval outline, eyes soft as
velvet and lovely brown in color,
straight nose and a mobile, red-lipped
mouth—a little compressed and formal
in its set—but Bweet as an opening bud
in June.
Apparently the stranger was suscept
ible to female loveliness; he threw off
his fur wrapping, adjusted his coat
collar and gave a becoming touch to his
hat. He was young nnd good-looking
and seemed decidedly drawn toward
the face that had been quickly averted
from his view.
Lily looked steadily out of tho win
dow and tried to think of her dear, but
unfortunate brother, who had left home
to enjoy a brief holiday before choosing
a profession and so soon fallen into life'
“slippery way .”
“ What a pity it is that evil lurks
under the most pleasing exteriors,” she
said to herself, with a sigh, and then
she took a furtive peep out of the cor
ner of her eye at her handsome com
pnnion, which caused her to sigh again
Yt*9, he waa very prepossessing, but it
was of just such ns he that she had al
ways been told to beware. Evil do
lighted to put on an alluring guise; but
it was to entrap the unwary, and
charming, smiling exterior was too fre
quently the mask of the tempter.
These solemn warnings all recurred to
Imr mind faithfully, but somehow they
gave her no great pleasure.
“It is a pity I” she said, and looked
out on the winery prospect, with a fine
sharp snow sifting through the gray air
and tho bare tree-boughs shivering in
the wind.
The shawl that Aunt Keziah'i
thoughtfulness had added to her niece’s
wrappings slipped off her knee upon
the floor; the observant stranger quick
ly stooped to lift it. Lily bent down
also; their faces nearly met and both
were forced to smile.
“I beg your pardonP” said Lily,
mechanically. Oh, how her face flushed
the minute after! She had been the first
to speak, and had actually addressed
herself to a stranger P
“I am the one to apologize I I am
very awkward, I am sure!” cried the
young man, elaborately replacing the
wrapping.
Lily recovered her self-possession
bowed coldly, and again took refuge in
peering into the gloomy outer world.
Suddenly, without a note of prepar
ation, they shot into a huge dark tunnel
The transition from day to night was so
swift that Lily almost screamed, and
do what she would to recover from the
shock, her heart kept beating so that she
could scarcely breathe.
Here was a situation totally unlooked
for. Neither her aunt nor her uncle had
prepared her mind for this—alone in the
darkness, at the mercy of this deceptive
and wily stranger, who had, no doubts
many subtle mechanical eontrivances at
command for extracting pocket books
from the possession ol country victims!
Her breath came shorter; she fancied
she already felt something* touch her
pocket. She was no coward—no, she
would defend herself—she would not
submit to lose her treasure—those crisp
green notes of large denomination tha}
were to save Lionel, and put him straight
n the paths of reotitude once more. The
thought gave her courage; she slipped
her hand softly along the thick beaver
cloth, plunged it quiokly into the pocket
and caught a man’s hand firmly in her
own I Abl well, it was done, and she
hadjit in a strong tight grip, from whioh,
strange to say, it made no effort to free
itself; but, though triumphant, no one
could over tell what that act of .justice,
that defense of right, had cost her I
As she held the guilty menlbferpris
oner, her ti nder woman's heart softmed
and p’esd ior the.offender against her
sterner judgment. It was a struggle and
hnr.t one—he might be young in
orime. the victim of temptation, of un
toward circumstances; she would not
give him over to punishment j she would
rather shield him iron) retribution; but
•he must protect her money.
A pale, grayish atmosphere about
them lasts an instant, then out they
flash into the clear, bright day, upon
which the laggard, wintry stm has just
poured a weloome flood of light, show
ing clearly to her own horrified vision,
and the deeply meditntive gaze of her
companion her little right jiand thrust
deep into his coat-pocket, which closely
adjoined her own, and clinohed with all
the force of its pretty pinkish fingers
around his quietly imprisoned digits.
There are some things that happen in
everybody’s life of which tho one most
nearly concerned knows nothing. Lily
Courtney never could tell till her dying
day how her hand got out of her neigh
bor’s pocket. She somehow came to
herself by-and-bye ! n a dazed way, her
forehead resting against the window-
glass, and a succession of crimson
blushes chasing each other over her
burning cheeks. Covertly and by slow
degrees she looked around. The seat
was empty, the suspected pickpocket—
of whom she would never think with
out heartfelt shame—had lolt her to her
ruminations.
They were not very agreeable ones.
She had been taught that we could not
be too suspicious—sho was ready hence
forth to deny the assertion entirely.
I wish I had been robbed rather
than have put my hand—’’ she could
go ro further even in thought. A hot
blush always interrupted her. “ I hope
I may never, never ieo that gentleman
again I" she declared, energetically;
yet even ae she said so, she knew she
did not quite mean it. Thero was time
for no further mental conflict—thank
goodness, there was the city ! It was
two in the afternoon.
Lily was just in that mood when one
ceases to be confidential even with ones-
self. She would not acknowledge that
she saw the stranger as she crossed the
depot; she would not admit that she
was dubious about tho direction she
should take to reach her brother; in
fine, she was vexed and chagrined, un
certain and excited, and could not re
cognize herself as the resolute young
heroine who had left Greenville that
morning, relying on a store of good
counsel, backed by her own sagacity.
At a little distanco from the station
she hailed a car, after hastily reading its
lettered sides. When she consulted the
conducted, she learned she was being
carried out of her way, and witli a
shouted line or two of directions ringing
after her she descended and took an
other with a varied but unsatisfactory
result. Sho wished that she had not
imbibed a prejudice against hacks and
their drivers as being the accessories o!
mysterious disappearances sho had read
of in those awful city papers; but, tiren
and distracted as she was, after Uv<
hours’ aimless cnr char.ging and mis
taking of points of the compass, she slid
could not trust herself, with night ap
proaching to one oi those conveyances.
She resolved rather to go on foot, a3k
iug her way block by block, and she
swallowed back her tears and set out
sturdily despitothe cold. Sho forgot to
be hungry, and was at last fairly on her
vray.
Then she saw—she could not tell jasL
with what feeling—directly in advance
of her the gentleman with the sable col
lar going the same way. After a time
she ceased to ask and followed him
blindly. She was half-benumbed now,
and she murmured to herself: “I be
gan by suspecting him—now I am trust
ing him in the dark!” True enough,
night was coming on; they were turn
ing into mean little streets, having come
back in the neighborhood ot the depot
A handsome carriage—whose driver
seemed to have waited for the stranger-
stood at the corner and received a ges
ture of direction from him. All three—
he, Lily and the carriage, paused at a
narrow doer. It bore the number, and
was in the street Lionel had sent to
Greenville. The gentleman knocked
then stood back for his oompanion to
enter; the door opened Into a close, dirty
little room, where poor Lionel lay, on
an untidy settee, in the act of being
made ready for removal by a kind and
genial old gentleman, a little hasty in
temper, it seemed, for he called out at
sight of the young man whoso pocket
Lily had explored: “ Well, you’ve got
here at last, have you, Frank Bentley!
I’ve wailed long enough, I should sav,
and this poor boy suffering from a frac
ture and fever in a place like this. The
people who picked him up insensible off
the ice out beyond in the next street,
have been very kind,” he added, to the
German shoemaker and his wife who
stood by. “You found him with his
head out by his fall, his pooketbook lost
or stolen, and carried him here where
he wrote home—and this morning got
his senses sufficiently about him to send
for me, which was what he should have
done at first. ” The doctor—for he was
the doctor with whom Lionel had it iu
mind to study by-and-bye—talked on in
this Btrain to relieve an evident em
barrassment.
Young Dr. Bently, his son, explained
(while the sister and brother indulged
in a singularly fervent embrace, consid
ering that they had been but two days
separated) that he had received his
arrival at the depot at two o’clock, but
that he was detained by a pressing and
most imperative engagement—(he did
not explain that said engagement was
his own resolution to lojlow respectfully
nnd unseen to hot destination tho pretty
timid little Lily, of Greenville, who
had, by the odd process of entering his
pocket, stolen his heart; Such things
will do to keep, as will also Lily’s pleased
amazement at the family misinterpreta
tion of poor Lionel’s letter, written in
pain and fever. He, too, proud of his
early recollections of the city ways,
started on foot over its icy pavements
and met with a physical, nnd a moral
fall. That little mistake was explained
and laughed over, but Lily did not want
hers to share the same late—to keep it
secret she even bribed Frauk Benely.
Onoe he threatened—“ Oh, do not tell
about my hand I” sho whispered,entreat
ingly.
“I won’t if you will giTe it tome,”
was the answer, in the same key.
Well—Aunt Keziah liked him, Unole
Adonijali found ilia suitable, and they
were married on Christmas eve—a year
after her adventuro “ in a pockett”
How Ho Put op the Stove.
A short time ago an English emigrant
family arrived in that town, and being
destitute of everything, a few kind-
hearted people gave them sundry articles
to help them to go to housekeeping, nnd
among other things a stove. Tho donor
forgot, however, to send along the
necessary pipe. Tho day being very
cold, the first thing whioh tho father of
the wandering flock turned his attention
to was tho making of a fire. With grate
ful eves ho surveyed the stove (the first
he had overseen) nnd then glancing at
the stovepipe hole in the chimney, wh ich
was about two leet from the ceiling,
wondered how tho smoke oould get up
and out of that small hole. His eyes
soon rested upon some hooks in the ceil
ing, which a former tenant had used for
drying apples thereon, and he naturally
came to the concluslou that they were
Intended to hang the stove upon. There
was no time to be lost, and so with the
aid of obairs and table and a good deal
io
of exortlon, the able-bodied man lifted
the stove up so that the stovepipe hole,
which happened to be at the side of the
stove, rested nicely in the hole in the
chimney, while his better half lashed it
to the afore mentioned hooks with rope
wh ch came around thoir scanty lug
gago. After everything was secure the
patient he use wife hastened to prepare
some wood wherewith to mako a fire
while the perspiring father was design
ing in his perplexed mind Borne kind of
scaffold whereon his wife could stand lo
cook the frugal meal. But Ills ideas
were overthrown by the sudden appear
aneo of the donor of the stove, bearing
the forgotten pipe. An explanation was
in order, and nfter a hearty laugh, the
bewildered Englishman was thoroughly
initiated into the mysteries of the Ameri
can way of putting up stoves.—Chatham
(Ont.) Tribune.
Indian Ideas ol Lightning.
The Indians of America have some
curious idenB nbout thunder and light
ning. Recently two Indian worm n
were struck by lightning In the nrigb
borhood of bort Buford as tluy wer<
carrying provisions to tho garrison
The Indians could not bo Induced to
stny near the bodies which they though
to have became the habitation of nn evil
spirit. The catastrophe was attributed
to the presenco ol whites. Nearly all
the Indians ol the United States imagine
thunder to be c&used by the flapping of
the wings of a gigantic bird, while the
flashes are iron serpents which every
where accompany this animal. The
ancient tribes of tho Mississippi valley
worshiped thunder iu the form of a god
who was to be propitiated with sacri
dees; they offered him a dog whenever
it thundered or a child fell ill. This
god was believed to produce fires. The
natives of Honduras burn cotton seeds
on the altar of the gods whenever it
thunders. More southern tribes do not
offer sacrifices, but prostrate themselves
abjectly on the ground on approach of a
thunder-storm (which naturally dimin
ishes their chance of being struck). In
Mexico, sites for temples are supposed
to be indicated by the Deity, where
lightning strikes.
Sunlight.
The sun, if you will only open your
house to him. is a faithful physician,wlio
will be pretty constant in attendance,
and who wlii send in no bills. Many
years ngo glass was something of a lux
ury, but now we can nil have good-
sized windows, and plenty of them, at
moderate cost, and thero Is no excuse for
making.mere loopholes, through which
the sun can cast hut half an eye, and
from which one can get only narrow
glimpses of the beautiful outer world.
I am sufficiently acquainted with the
conservative character oi many country
people to know that expressions of dis
dain will come irom some quarters when
mention bay windows. Nevertheless
bay windows are a good tiling. Their
effect is very much like letting heaven
nto one’s boiwo; at least it ought to be
like that, for it is nothing but absurdity
and wickedness to darken such windows
with shutters or heavy curtains until
only a strugg ing ray of sunlight can be
seen.
If bay windows nro too expensive, a
very desirable substitute can be had by
placing two ordinary-sized windows
side by side with a wide capacious ledgo
at the bottom for seats or lor plants.
A room with a window like this can
not fall to be cheery, and its effect in a
simple cottage nouso is quite sumptuous.
There is likewise in its favor the fact
that it is less exposed than the deep bay
window to outer heat and cold.
In n kitchen or in n child's tied room,
or tn an attic where the walls are low,
two half-windows set side by side and
made to slide or to open on hinges, ad
mit a broad, generous light, and give nit
apartment a pretty and pleasing rustic
air.
Let the builder endeavor to hnvo all
rooms in daily use, especially bedrooms
and sitting-rooms, well lighted by the
sun. “ To sleep on unsunued beds in
unsunnod chambers, and to work day
after day in unsunned rooms, is the un-
repented sin of half the nation,” vigor
ously affirms a prominent-writer. But
this should not bo Baid of that part of
tho nation living in tho country far
from thoso towering brick walls whose
stopB take, hold on basement kitchens,
and in whose depressing shadows many
lives must necessarily be spent. In the
country, with a whole sky to draw
from, let thero be light! If any rooms
in tho house must look solely to the
north for illumination, lob them be the
parlor and the spare chamber. People
who go and come can be cheerful lor a
while in a north-windowol apartment,
but tho constant dwellers in a house
need its sunniest rooms —Farm Homei.
Ye Oldeu Times,
years ago Michigan
uiiuncn days and ctclbs of ran.
Dominical Letter B
Golden Number 1
Kpaot
Solar Cyolo 1J
Homan ludlotion •.#
Dionysian Period >209
Julian Period ••••••••
SoptuHgcsima Sunday Februaiy 13
Hoxegcsimn Sunday . February 28
Quinquugerima Sunday Februn'y 27
Ash Wednesday Maroh 2
Qimdmgoaimn Sunday March fl
Mid-Lent Sunday Marob 27
Palm Sunday A P r | !?
Good Friday April 18
EnAor Sunday April 17
Low Sunday • A Pjfl “ji
Rogation Sunday May 22
Ascomton Sunday ....May 29
*““• »
Trinity Sunday June 12
Corpus Christ! < • .June lo
Advent Huudny Novembar27
Christmas Day December 28
TUB Fovn HKABONS.
Wilder bPRlns. 1880, Dccoudior21, 6:12 a.m.,
and lasts 80 days, 18 limns nnd 45 minutes.
Spring begins, 1881, Maroh 20, 0:20 A. M.,
and lasts 02 dajs, 10 hours ntd 15 minutes.
Hummer bogius, 1881, Juno 21, 2:16 A. Il,,
and lusts 93 days, 1 hour and 63 minute*.
Autumn hogina, 1881, September 22, 6:08
p. M., niul lasts 00 days, 6 hours nnd 2! minute*.
Winter bogins, 1881, Dcoembor 21, 11:30
a. >1. 'Prop, yoor, 306 days, 22 hours and 18
minutes.
MOHKINU STAItS,
Venus alter Mny 3,
Mars until Juno 20.
Jupiter niter April 22, until August 1,
Saturn niter April 21, until July 20.
BVRKINO STARS.
Vonus until May 3.
Mnrs niter July 20.
Jupiter until April 22, alter August 1.
Saturn until April 21, idler July 20.
l’LANKTS nniOIITEST.
Mercury, April 7, August 0 and November
24, rising then put before tho sun. Also
February 23, June 20 nud October Ml, setting
then soon after the sun. Venus, MnroU 27.
Mura, December 27. Jupiter, November 13.
Saturn, November 1.
A little boy having heard his father
say that a certain .neighbor was a fore
handed man, became ,very anxious to
see him; but when the ooveted oppor
tunity came, the little fellow, after look
ing at him carefully, and seeing that he
had but one arm, exclaimed in a tone of
bitter disappointment: “ Youain’t four-
handed a bit. You’ve only one hand.
What makes pa fib soP ” An explana
tion was necessary.
Mount Baker, Washington Territory,
has now joined the array of volcanoes,
headed by Mauna and Mount Vesuvius,
in active operation in various parts ot
tho earth’s surface. Whether there is
anything more than an accidental con
currence in their apparently concerted
outbreak the scientific people must be
left to tell.
A marriage notice begins, “John
Knox has taken a wife.” Well, that’s
nothing. It isn’t near so bad as it he
had taken the cholera, or smallpox, or
yellow fever, you know. John ain’t so
bad off as you think.— Wxlliamspor
Breakfait 7able.
The man who “ 1st in a thief to steal
away his brains” was mad as a hornet
when the thief came out and said he
conldn’tfind any.—Gate City.
Thirty years ago Michigan people
were a frank and truthful set. Strangers
could come here nnd trade horses with
their eyes shut, and breach of promise
cases were unknown. FoIks meant wlint
they said, and when they gave their
word stuck to it.
Exactly thirty years ago this month a
widower from New York State appeared
in Lansing on businoss. Tlmt same
business carried trim over to DeWltt,
eight miles away. While en route iie
stopped at a log farmhouse to warm his
cold fingers. He was warmly wel
comed by the pioneer and his wife, both
of whom were well along in years, and
alter some general talk, the woman
queried:
“Am I right in thinking you are a
widower?”
“Yes.”
“ Did you’^come out here to find a
wifeP"
“ Partly.”
“ Did nnybody tell you of our SusieP”
“No.”
“ Well, we’ve got as bouncing a girl
of twenty-two as you ever sot eyes on.
She’s good-looking, healthy and good-
tempered, and I think she’ll like your
looks.’ 1
“Where is sheP”
“Over in the woods here, chopping
down a coon-tree. Shall I blow the
horn for her?”
“ No If you’ll keep an eye on my
horse I’ll find her.”
“Well, thtre’s nothing stuok up or
affected about Susie. Sho’ll say yes cr
no as aoon os she looks you over. 11
you want ber don’t be afraid to say bo.’
The stranger heard the sound of her
ax and followed it. He found her just
as the tree was ready to fall. Sho was a
stout, good-looking girl, swinging the
ax like a man, and in two minutes he bad
decided to say:
“ Susie, I am a widower from New
York State; I’m thirty-nine years old,
have one child, own a good farm, and 1
want a wife. Will you go back homo
with meP”
She leaned on the ax and looked at
him for half a minute, and then replied :
“Can’t say for certain. Just wait ti 1
I get these coons off my mind.”
She sent the tree crashing to earth, and
with his help killed five coons, which
were stowed away in a hollow.
“Well, what do you sayP” he asked,
as the last coon stopped kicking.
“I’m your’n!” was the rep'y; “ and
by the fme you get back from DeWitt
I’ll have these pelts off and tacked up
and be readv for the preacher!"
He returned to the house, told the old
folks that he Bhould bring a preacher
back with him, and at dusk that even
ing the twain were married. Hardly an
hour had been wasted in oourting, and
yet he took home one of the best girls in
the State of Michigan .—Detroit Free
Frees
Kc’ursHB run tiib tisaii 1881.
Thero will bo four nolipsos this ynar, two of
tho sun and two ol tho mcon, us follows:
I. A partial eoiipso of tho sun May 27. In
visible iu North A morion.
if. A total eclipse of tho moon Jnno 13.
Visible in tho United States.
Begini. Middle.
II. M. II. M.
Boston 1 29
Now York 1 17
Philadelphia... 1 12
Washington ... 1 8
Charleston .... 12 63
Chicago 12 13
2 7
1 67
1 62
l 46
l 33
1 3
Ende.
■I. X.
2 49 a.
2 37 ‘
2 32 1
2 26 •
2 13 •
1 43 <
III. An anuular colipso of tho sun Novem
ber 21. Invisible in the Uuited Slates.
IV. A partial eclipse of tho moon December
6. Invisible in America.
A transit ol Muroury November 7. Invisi
ble on this continent.
Ocean telegraphy has attained an ex
tent and scope which the projectors of
the system could scarcely have fore
seen. The length of different cables, in
nautical miles, is thus thus stated in
a recent publication : Angle-Ameri
can (Ireland to Newfoundland), 1 850
miles, and from Newfoundland to
Sydney, N. 8„ over 300 miles, a total
distance of about 3,150 miles for each of
its three cables; tho Anglo-French ca
ble from Brest (hv way of St. Pierre) !o
Duxbury, about 3,399 miles; the Direct
United States cable from Ireland to Tor-
bay and from Torbay to Rye Beach,
2,360 miles; and the new French cable
from Brest to Louisburg. 2,430 miles;
from St. Pierre to Cape Cod, 880 miles,
and from Brest to Penzance, 161 miles;
a total length of about 3,461 miles. Two
new Atlantio cables, which it is now
proposed to lay, will each add 8,400
miles to the system. Those cables,
when laid, are to be operated in connec
tion with the land lines of the Ameii-
can Union Telegraph company.
" How can I host inorease thy stook?”
Said Farmer John to Thomas;
"By making six ol one.” quoth Tom,
" No miraolo, I promise;
A simpler prooesa ne’er was known;
Wbnt is it? Well now, s’posin
You catch that yearling cow asleep,
’Twill be a hoilor-dczln’.”
A use has been found for the milk
weed, which has always been thought a
mere cumbercr of tho ground. The
seeds yield a fine oil, its gutn can bs
used in place of india rubber, and its
flos° can be woven into a abrio resem-
ling ish poplin.
It s better to praise a m^n for hiB vir
tues, although they may be few and his
faults many, than to condemn him for
his faults and forget his virtues.
it is a fortunate thing for Shakespeare
that he established a solid reputation be
fore the newspaper critics of America
had a chance to cut him up.
The Leadville (Col.) product for the
vear will be about f’S.OOO.COOl This
will bring down the figures for the
State to about §91,000,000.