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ijflE MERCURY* matter at the Sun. ^^dirtviUo I'ojtuffloo, April 27, 1880. ^.mtuo, W«M****« <*«* «*• JEKNIGAN a SCARBOROUGH. §1.10 par Year. THE MERCURY. A. J. JERNIGAN, Proprietor DEVOTED TO LITERATURE, AGRICULTURE AND GENERAL INTELLIGENCE VOL. I. SANDERSVILLE, GA., JANUARY il, 1881. Music Music. to jernican QO TO flOLINS, accordeons, BOWS, STRINGS, ■OSIN BOXE8, KTC. Machine Needles, OIL ail SHUTTLES m kind! ol Machine*, lor Bale. 1 will ^jjo ordsr parts ot Machine* Uml get • parts oi nnjmiiw i* bioke, and new piece# are wanted. A. J. JERNIGAN. G, W. H. WHITAKER DENTIST, Saadenrille, Oa. Terms Cash. Offlee at hie retidenoe on Harris Street. April I, 1880. B. D. EVANS, Attorney at Law, April», 1890. Sender* ville, On. DR. WM. RAWLINGS, Physician & Surgeon, Sender* villa, Oa. Offlee at Bandererilia Hotel. 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. IN A POCKET. A HOUDAT STORY. NOTARY PUBLIC, Ga. n ol Special attention skims. Offlee la the Ooait-HonM. 0. H. ROGERS, Attorney at Law, Sandersville, Ga. Prompt attention given to all twain—. Offlee In northwest room ol Court-Hoose. May 1,1880. C. C. BROWN, Attorney at Law, Sandanrille, Ga, jJ^PWritoa in the Slate and United States Offlee in Court-House. H. N. HOLLIFIELD, Physician & Surgeon, Bandenvill*, Ga. ®*o* MM door to Mr*. Bayne’a millinery »«>«* *° Hants Street. DR. J. B. ROBERTS, Physician & Surgeon, ■anderarflle, Ga. at hi* offlee on Hnynea i**' ™ th * Maaonio Lodge building, from 9 oth«M,i P "V u,d ,ro "* to 8pm; daring when not 1 ' * h “ ro,id «“°*. on Ohuieh street, vnen not pi olesaioiudiy engaged. . *pnl 3 1880. * ‘ Watches, Clocks and jewelby JERNIGAN. POSTOFFICE HOURS. 7:00 to 11:30 n. m. 1:90 to fl:00 p. m. *• A. Bpuatar, p. M. Subscribe for the MERCURY, §1.80 pm annwm. PUBUSHID by & SCARBOROUGH. buy your Spectacles, Spectacles, FROM JERNICAN. IWiuin. without oar Tno]. On hand and for sale. the mh W hoard ing-house took fire asthei, n ‘ 8ht ’ andtlle 8°tMfar want Af ! f tltry ’ wben they went out for aQ t of ^.—Philadelphia New,. StSoo “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.