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: • f . — •—— — the mercury. PUBLISHED EVERY TUESDAY. NOTICE. tfmm ,\|i oonummioHUons intended for tin* -per most be Aooompanicd with the full rtme oi the writer, not necosaarily for publb m U 0 n, but m « guarantee of good faith. We aro in no way responsible ior the view* , r epUione of correspondents. THE MERCURY. A. J. JERNIGAN, PnorniETon. VOL. I. DEVOTED TO LITERATURE, AGRICULTURE AND GENERAL INTELLIGENCE. $1.50 PER ANNUM MMhnfiiHi WMklaetoa Otutr. «*. 1ST JERNIIAN k SCARBOROUGH. SANDERSVILLE, GA., MARCH 22, 1881. 6 , W. H. WHITAKER, dentist, 3aaderrrille, Ga. Tram Cash. Offleo at his readenoe on Harria I April I, 1890-. B. D. EVANS, Attorney at Law, Aprils, 1880. Saaderavillo, C8&. DR. WM. RAWLINGS, Physician & Surgeon, Sander* rill*, da, OAee at Saadercrille Hotel. April If, 1880. E. A. SULLIVAN, notary public. Saedenrille, Ga. Special attention given to coll action o’ ■bums. Offloe la tho Court-House. 0. H. ROGERS, Attorney at Law, Bandoravflle, Ga. Prompt attention given to all business. Offloe in northwest room of Court-House. May ♦, 1880. C. C. BROWN, Attorney at Law, SandenviUa, Ga. Will ptadfee in the State and United State, Coaria. Offloe in Conrt-Hooae. H. N. HOLLIFIELD, Physician & Surgeon, SandenviUa, Ga. Offloa aaxt door to Mr*. Bayne’a millinery ■tan on Hania Street. DR. J. B. ROBERTS, Physician & Surgeon, ■aadanvOla, Ga. May b* eooanlted at lil* afh* on Haynes ■treat, in th* Maaonio Ixxfge building, from I a a to 1 y m, and from I lolpm; during other houre at hie residence, on Choreh Street, when not pitdusaionally engatrad. April 11880. Watches, Clocks AND JEWELRY UTAIKBD H JERNIGAN. POSTOFFIGE HOUB8. 7:00 to 11:30 a. m. 1:10 to 0:00 p. m. K. A. Bpluvak, P. M. Subscribe for the MERCURY, Only 91.30 per annwm. PUBLISHED BY JERNIGAN & SCARBOROUGH. BUY YOUR Spectacles, Spectacles, FROM JERNIGAN. (0f*None genuine withont onr Trade Mark. On hand and for sale, Wes,Nose Glasses, Etc. Music, Music. GOTO JERNIGAN ros NOUNS, accordeons, BOWS, STRINGS, ^JOSIN BOXES, ETC. Machine Needles, OIL and SHUTTLES FOt ule U onl n . ds of Machines, ior aale. I will order parts ot Mnohinaa that get broke, and new pieces are wanted. A J - JERNIGAN. M *>i)our i p vp ,ii,!r,r i" , :., r ..?r r r, n R°- n * A * p,, ift(f ii/ 1 j; 1 " ’I M i l,,,. i;;:’| r ;; ' v,IC 1 UI where II was drilled ■ 0l 1,1 ‘ 1 i . , i V, "I row against forty- "• \ II.CI.AVTON, oi 'H-. it..,,, 1 4rlllo.l f voi, n „ old slylo. 1 gave them n fair 11 lA ' '■'‘TTON, Jn., Ml. ri.ai.Bt, Bel, "<V„ “i' ■ •Hi, The Unattained A vision beauteous as the mom, With hoavonly oyos and trasses utroamimr Hlmv glided o'er a Hold lato shorn Where walked a poet idly dreaming, lie saw her, and joy lit his face, “ Oh, vanish not at human speaking,” Ho cried, “thou form of magic grace, Thou art the poem I am seeking.” I vo so’t thee long! I claim thee notv- My thought embodied, living, real,” She shook the tresses from her brow. “Nay, nayl” she said, “lam ideal, I am the phantom of desire— Tho spirit of all great ondeavor, I am the voico that says, 1 Como higher,’ That calls men up and up forovor. “ ’Tis not alone thy tlio’t supremo That hem upon thy path has risen; I am the artist’s highost dream, Tho ray of light lie cannot prison. 1 am tho sweet ocstatio note Than all glad music gladder, olearer, That trembles in tho singor’s throat, And dios without a human hoarer. “ I am tho groator, hotter yield, That leads and choors thy farmer neighbor, For me ho bravely tills tho field And whistles gayly at his labor. Not thou alone, oh, poet soul, Dost sock mo through an ondloss morrow, lint to tho toiling, hoping wholo I am at once tho strength and sorrow Tho spirit of tho uuattaiued; 1 mn to those who Book to name me, A good desired hut nover gainod, * All shall pursuo mo, but none shall claim i»o.” --Ella Wheelin'. ESSIE’S FORTUNE. “ It’s the same old pain in my side again," «..id Essio Hooper, sadly. Hho was sitting at tho window whoro sho always sat and sewed—a little, oooped-up spot, with a view of tin roofs, factory chimneys and tho neighbors’ back yards. Just above a stack of brick flues one could catch a solitary glimpse of silver clouds floating across the olhoreal blue—and this was Essie’s sole dream of rest and gladness. A pale, violot-oyed girl, with red- brown hair gathered into a net, and fitful shadows of color upon her check, sho seemed scarcely more flmn a child in years. Life, however, begins early with tho poor—and Essio Hooper had boon earning her own living ever since slip was twelve years old. “You have been sitting too steadily, child," said Lucy Dcall, her neighbor. “ Ticro - jump up, and run around to the trimming store for half a dozen cards of buttons to match this sample. •Mrs. Peck told me to get them, but I guess you need the exercise more than I do.’! Uoforo Essie could got on her hat, however, the door oponed, and Mrs. Peck herself came in, with a troubled and preoccupied look. “Young women,” said she, in her hard, bnsiness-liko way of speaking, u I desire your attention fora fow min utes.” “ She’s going to cut down our wages ton per cent.,” whispered Hadie Hall. “ Who’s going to clap on an extra hour to the day’s work,” murmured Jane Simpson, apprehensively. “ I rogret to say,” spoke up Mrs. Peck, “ that tmsinoss is decreasing, and times are dull, and I find it necessary to dispense with one of my hands. Miss Hooper, as the youngest, is tho one upon whoso dismissal I have decided. ’ Essie had turned very pale. “Must I go?” she faltered. “I am very sorry for it, my dear,” said Mrs. Peck, who was, upon the wholo, not a bad-hearted woman; “but I cannot possibly afford to keep on so many girls, and one must go, you see. And it’s always the custom to send away the one who has been with you the shortest period of time.” She counted out the slender sum of money which was duo to the girl, and stood calmly by, while Essie tied on her hat, took down her shawl and mechani cally bade the other girls adieu. It was an every-day affair with her, this’fliSmissal of a superfluous hand, and sho never stopped to think what might possibly become of the poor forlorn young creature who was thus set adrift on the world. She had never troubled herself to ask any questions of her youngest apprentice or she might liavo learned that Esther Hooper was quite alone and friendless in the world, except for an old aunt down in the country < < Of course I must go to Aunt Jocasta,” said Essie to herself. “ I have just money enough to take me to Butternut Vale and Aunt Jocasta can at least advise me, ii she can do nothing else.” But when she reached the old red farmhouse on tho edge of the pine thickets, it had been modernized by tho addition of a fine new veranda and rus tic fences of twisted cedar wood, and in stead of Aunt Jocasta and her knitting- work at tho window, she saw the dim pled faces of little children, standing on tiptoo to peep over the sill. “Where is old Miss Hooper? sue asked of a smart young woman who was training sweet peas upon a home-made trellis. “Miss Hooper I”' echoed the woman, with a start. “ Well, only think of that. Don’t you know ? She’s been dead tor three months.” . “Dead! My Aunt Jocasta, cried poor Essio, feeling as if all the world were in a whirl around her. “ Then yau are the niece in Now York,” said the stranger. “ They wrote to yon but I suppose the letter never reached you. It was a paralytic stroke, she only lived six hours, poor dear! And alter she was buried and the expenses paid, there was nothing left. My husband moved into the houso last month—wo have a three years’ lease from the landlord,” rather defiantly added the young woman, as if she wish ed old Jocasto Hooper’s niece fully to understand that she, Mrs. Moms Mills, was no usurper there. “ Yes ; I understand—I know,” said Essie, feebly; “ but I have come all the way from New York, and I am very tired. Might I stay here to-night ?’ : “And welcome,” said Mrs. Mills, kindly. “ We’ve a house full of board ers coming to-morrow. Mr. Mills is ac quainted with a doctor in Boston who reoommends all his ailing patients here, for the pine groves and mountain air, you know; and there are two young theologians from tho seminary who have engaged tho top room, and an old gen tleman who is wild about trout. So we’re likely to bo full enough by-ond- bye. But just to-night we’ve plenty of room.” But while Mrs. Mills was chatting on and the children were making merry tu mult over their toys, and the birds wore singing in the woods, Essie’s mind was busy with tho evor-recurriug question, “ What am I to do? What is going to become of mo ?" Aunt Jocasta had not been much of a help to her, but she was something to cling to—and now she too was gone. "I might sell stencil-plates,” bIio thought, dreamily, to herself, “or turn book agent, or look out for a place in the woolen factories. Blit I am not so very strong; and I am afraid I have not cour age and enterprise enough to make my living as a genteel peddler. Oh, dear- oil, dear! I don’t see what I was put into this world for." And a quiet tear or two trickled down her cheek, and dropped noiselessly into the bowl of hot water wherewith she was assisting Mrs. Mills to wash the supper dishes. At sunset the young farmer liimself came home—a stalwart, hearty, blaek- bearded specimen of humanity. “ Well, Polly,” ho Baid, as ho acknowl edged the introduction to Essie Hooper with a kindly nod, “ I’ve engaged a first- class cook for yon—a woman that has had lots of experience in Newport hotels, and wants to come up among the moun tains for change of air; but as for wait resses and chambermaids, there wasn’t one would consent to leave tho city limits, though I offered them as high as two dollars a week.” Mrs. Mills’ blooming countenance loll visibly. “ Oh, Morris, what am I to ?" sho cried. “The chamber-work I might manage myself, but the waiting! ■ And with twelve people coming to-night!” At this, Essio Hooper spoke up: “ Could I do it?” said she, wistfully. “ I am in need of employment of some kind." “ I—I am afraid I couldn’t stay,” said Essie, coloring. “ You aro not goiug lack to dress making?” said Mi-b. Mills. “ No,” said Essie, in a low voice. “ Have you any othor plaoo in view ?" urged the farmer’s wife. “ No—that is, yes,” confessed Essie. “ To tell you the truth I am going to be married.” “Well, I declare!” cried Mrs. Mills, a sudden blaze of light breaking in upon her brain. “ Not to old Mr. Miggs?” “ Of course not.” “ Mr. Popper, the clerk in the bank ?” “Do you think I would marry him?” almost indignantly retorted Essie. “Then it is—it must be Mr. Gerald.” And Essie could only hide her face ou her friend’s shoulder, and shed a fow happy tears. “But, my dear, lie’s rich,” said Mrs. Mills. “ Yes, I know it,” said Essie. “And he bolongs to one of the best familios in the State.” “Yes.” “ And Miss Earle bus been laying steady siege to his heart ever since ho camo into the house,” added Mrs. Mills. "I don’t know anything about that," said Essie. “ I only know that he loves me.” And so our courageous littlo heroine passed out of tho world of trials and troubles into woman’s truest element— that of a beloved wife. And Miss Earle thought it was vory strange—she believed that society was all upBido down nowadays. FARM, GARDEN AND HOME. About Oi'clinrilx. If you have money to fool away seed down your young orchard to clover or timothy or sow a crop of wheat or oats. But if you want your trees to thrive cul tivate woll till they are seven to ten years old. Spread ashes, manure or salts broadcast. Stop cultivating in Au gust, weeds or no weeds. To judge of tho condition of an apple tree is liko judging of tho condition of sheep in pasture. Look at the sheep and not at tho pasture; if they are plump and fat tho pastiu'e is all right.—American Cul tivator. Cronin In the Lui Milk. The last inilk drawn from the cow, uud usually called tho strippings, is very rich in cream. This is doubtless due to the fact that us the milk is secreted in tho udder tho oream rises, and the last that is drawn contains tho most of it. In a number of experiments made to test this question it was found that tho milk of various cows differed, as fol lows: Ha***!*®* | **‘" J [Specific Far cent. Per cent. Gravity, of Cream, of Fat. ty. i.O v . , 1 First milk.. 1032.0 '■ i Last milk.. 1031.2 No. 2. No. 3. (First milk.. 1081.1 (Last milk.. 1020.4 (Fiist milk.. 1033.0 iLnst milk.. 1030.5 (First milk.. 1033.4 i Last milk. .1020.0 7 10 Ii 11,V n 12 5 14 2.20 3.02 1.07 4.34 1.32 3.77 1.04 0.00 “You?" cried Mrs. Mills. “But you arc a lady.” “But why can’t I be a waitress, too ?” said Essie. “ I must do some thing to earn my living.” “You are a darling I” said Mrs. Mor ris Mills, with a kiss. “And I do be lieve Providence lias sent you straight here to help me out of my dilemma. Pnt on that big apron, and I’ll show you about the china-closets at once.” It was hard work, but nfter all, as Es sio confessed to herself, not unpleasant. Miss Earle, the Boston beauty, turned up her Grecian nose at her, and old Mrs. Hallowell was perpetually finding fault because Esther didn’t como quickly enough to her call, while Mr. Miggs, tho vegetarian, harangued her on tho proper preparation of salads, and Mrs. Jotsam and her daughter treated her as if she wore the dust beneath their dainty, French-booted foot. The first-class cook who had been imported was found sense less beneath the waslitubs one day, with a black bottle clasped tenderly in her arms, and Mrs.[Mills was compelled per force to take her place, while Essie as sumed the double duties of chamber- maid-waiti'ess. “What a very remarkable specimen of the New England young person that waitress-woman is!” said Miss Earle, one day, with a giggle, to Mr. Gerald, the young theologian, whom she had in cidentally discovered to be rich and of a fine old family. “ Yes,” said Mr. Gerald, “ I think she is rather remarkable.” “ Reads Hiawatha on the back door step when the dishes are washed,” said Miss Earle. “ Has a collection of rare dried ferns on tho kitchen dresser, and trimmed a hat for Mrs. Mills as if Mad am Navarro herself had trimmed it. Aro all the farmhouse waitresses like this ?” “I don’t think they are.” said Mr. Gerald. When the summer was over Mrs. Mills counted up her gains gleofully. “We’ve made a success of it, my dear,” said she to Essie. “And I’m quite willing to divide the profits with y 0U _t,hnt is, if you’ll promise to stay here and help mo through the winter. The Thompsons aro going to stay, and old Mrs. Hallowell, and—” Hats in Church. To all wearers of silk hats, when once they get inside the churoli, tho hat be comes a sorious difficulty. Of all the various expedients by which ingenious clmroh-goers have endeavored to safely dispose of their hats there is no ono that has not proved to bo fallacious. Tho extreme danger of placing a hat in the aisle immediately outside the pew is universally known. The first lady that sweeps up tho aisle carries with her a confused mass of defenseless hats, which are deposited in tho shape of a terminal moraine in the front of the pew which is her final goal. Of courso the hats which have been sub jected to this process are reduced by attrition to a rounded form, and are cov ered with scratches, reminding ono of glacial action on granite boulders. However interesting they may bo to tho j geologist, they are of no further value ns lints, and can rarely be bent into a shape that will ullow thoir ownors to wear them homo. In the days when expansive crin olines were in fashion, tho fate of the hat deposited in tho nisle was still more appalling. When a well-dressed lady imssed by its vicinity it. disappeared to tally from sight. There are cases on re cord whore one fashionable woman has caused the disappearance of thirteen sep arate hats during her passage from the church door to tho pew in tho neighborhood of tho pulpit. What was the final into of those lints was- never ascertained. They simply vanished and left no trace be hind. As to putting one’s hat on the floor underneath the seat, no man who follows this reckless course can expect nnything but disaster. If there is a small boy in the pew ho will in fallibly discover that hat and kick it to the further end of tho pew within the first thirty minutes of the service. If there is a lady in the pew a surgical operation will bo required to removo her boot from the interior of the hat, while, in any event, the hat is cer tain to absorb every particle of dust within a radius of eight feet, and to fasten itself to the floor with the aid of forgotten Sunday-school gum-drops. Neither under the seat, on the seal, nor in the aisle, can the worried hat find rest, and the plan of establishing a hat- pound in the vestible, whore hats can be ticketed‘and kept during the service, would simply result in converting a church into a hat exchange, where tho sinners would secure all the good hats, and the saints would bo compelled to content themselves with tho worn-out and worthless ones.—Halter’s Exchange. This fact is bo well-known that the patrons of creameries or clioeso factories are specially forbidden, under large penalties, from milking the strippings separately and withholding them from the rest of the milk. To Tell I III' A git of Cut lie. Tins age of horned cattle umy gener ally bo known by rings on tho horns till their tenth year; after that time they give no indication of ago further than that the animal 1ms passed its tenth year. Tho first ring appears on the horn nfter the auimnl 1ms passed two years old -soon after, as a general rule, though sometimes before that age. During the third year the ring gradually increases, and at three years of age it is completely formod. Tho secondj'ing appears dur ing the fourth year, and at the fifth it is complete. After Hint period an addi tional ring is formed each year. This and fat; place iu a wet mold; skim all tho fat from the liquor and add u half ounce of geletine, a littlo butter, pepper and salt; when the geletiuo is dissolved pour all over the chicken while hot; season pretty high; Berve cold, cut in slices. Southhbn Beef Hasp.—Take the rarest cold roast beef, cut into small pieces, but not so small as for mince meat; pour into a vessel with cold water enough to cover it; cut up a onion; add pepper and salt enough to season it. Cook until the onion is thoroughly done, adding hot water, if necessary, to prevent burning. If pota toes aro liked with the hash, add fresh ones sliced thin. By no means add cold potatoes, as these are unfit to be used in making a nice diBli; and be sure to have pleuty of gravy, as on this depends the completeness of the hash. A tablespoon ful of butter will improve it. A China Boy. An old iody came from the East to visit mo, and, my health not t being good, volunteered to take all homo cares off my hands. Then came the tug of .war. First, “grandma,” as we called her, came to complain that the China boy would not obey her. When I sent for Ah Ohoon and asked what ho meant by such conduct, he said: “You buy this house ?” “ Yea,” I said. “ Old lady no buy him ?’’ “ No.” “ Then old lady no bossee. Yon bossoe woman. Old lady too mnehee sass.” I explained the situa tion as well as I could in pigeon-Eug- lish, and, remembering tho respect paid to their parents and elders by the Chi nese, I reminded him of that, aud asked him how he would like to liavo a “ Mel- ican” boy treat his mother as ho treated grandma. He listened to all I had to say, seeming impressed by it, repeating many times, “ Elka klukla me. Mono sass old lody.” Shortly after he ran over to his cousin to borrow a phrase book, iu which I found that “ elklu klu kla me” meant “ excuse me.” In a littlo while grandma cuino back agaiu, crying: “ I do believe that China boy is swearing at me in Chinese now.” Agaiu Ah Choon stood before me, his shining eyes dimmed with tears. “Ah Choon," said I, reproaolifully, “ yon said yon would be good to tho old lady, and now she says you talk badly in Chi nese toiler.” Ah Choou’s dark face Hushed, aud the No can The Cheaper Way. A man with a black eye called upon a Griswold street lawyer yesterday and said: “ I have been knocked down.” “ Good case—good caso, if you have any witnesses,” was the smiling reply. “ I’ve got this black eye aud an old woman for witnesses.” “ Correct—correct. I’ll take the evi dence and see you through.” “ For how much ?” “ Well, the whole thing won’t cost over six or eight dollars.” “ And what’ll I get?” “Justice, of course.” “ And what’ll tho other man get ?" “ Oh, he’ll probably bo fined $5.” “Say, you go to grass!” suddenly re marked tlie plaintiff. “ You must think I’m a fool to pay $0 or $8 and have the bother of a lawsuit, when three differ ent men are just aching to liok the feller in rotation at only $1 a head ! I’m not purty-looking, but I’m no cundurango.” •—Detroit Irce Press. rale is sufficiently plain, and even a young farmer needs but little practice to I tears poured down liis cheeks, enable him to read a cow’s age ou her Jo ! no con do I" ho cried. “ l no sass horns. A cow with three rings is six 0 jJ i a j y Helicon talkee. Old lady years old. No new rings are formed after j talkee, talkee, too muehee sass— alien the tenth year ; tho deeper rings, how- j time too muehee sass. Lilly China boy over, and the worn appearance of the i no CftU talkee; lilly China boy no eau sass. Byra-bye lilly Chino boy die !” Spell Kits. Spell kiss ? Wliat a silly question ! Tiie simplest I over heard; No hints—I need no suggestion To spell bo common a word. A “ k,” ’tis a kingly letter, A trifle distant at first; But you’ll soon pronounce it better— I’d show you if I durst. Then “i,”— Oh, bother that dimple— Just wait till I dot that “i;" Tho rest of tho word is simple, Anil will keep till by-and-bye. Then the “a,” tho sibilant sighing, Make it as long ns you will, Liko a chord in music dying With a shuddering, tromulouB thrill. There! that “ s ” is finished, aud sweetly; But wait; aro you ready ? Yes? I. must spell tho word completely- - Draw breath for tho second “s.” 'Tis a most important letter; It shows that tho word is done; And I liko it oven bettor, I think, thau tho other one. I hold by tlieso object lessous, They illustrate things so woll;- See, you’vo learned tho vory essonce Of the word that you couldn’t spoil. —Baldwin's Monthly. A good kidney pad is a large bunch of greenbacks in the hip pocket.— Wat erloo Observe!'. Nover address your conversation to a person ongaged in footing up a column of figures. There’s nothing so deaf as an adder. A littlo boy came to hiB mother roj cently and said: “Mamma, I should think if I was of dust I would get muddy insido whenever I drink. ’ An exchange prints an artiole headed “How Oil-cloth is Made." We have read it through carefully, but have failed to find the information we seek, which is how oil-cloth is always made so allllred cold ?—Rome Sentinel. horns are pretty sun age indications of old Troaliufllt ill'C'liiy Hulls. Clay soils, says a writer, give stability to the roots of tho wheat, preventing it from freezing out; they furnish the necessary alkalies and absorb gaseous substances which are essential to that crop. Clover may be applied to them with benefit. But stable manure—any thing and everything organic that you can get—will benefit them. No matter how coarse or strawy, all tho better if you can work it in. They will make the soil lighter and establish a freer circulation of the air—two important things to be gained, two great advantages in the me chanical conditions of tho soil. Then, the addition of organic matter helps these soils chemically; it is just what they need. Clay soils readily absorb ma nure and keep it. Like the wise woman, “ they take all they eau and keep all they get." Don’t lie afraid of losing your stable manure on clayey ground. Slap it on. It will hold it tighter than you can. Unless the soil is already rich in lime, you can apply nothing better. So with ashes. These will help it me chanically and chemically. If you have clay soil underdrain it; mix sand with it if you can ; light composts you must; sow it to wheat and harvest forty bush els to the acre. But do not forget to apply lime if it lacks that. Olay soils arc better suited to timothy than clover, although they grow both. But it will not pay to raise clover on them unless tho bottom is dry. Clay soils are also good for oats and potatoes if the bottom is dry ; in short, clay soils are generally good for nothing unless underdrained. I would resort to green manuring on sandy soils ; to light composts, lime ashes and stable and barnyard manure on clay soils, On sandy soils, while practicing a rotation of crops, I would raise com principally, unless the ground was hilly ; on clayey soils, while again practicing rotation, I would raise wheat and oats as much as possible, also tim othy for hay. Yet green manuring is profitable on clay soils, if you under- drain. In manuring these soils your object should bo to make them warm and light. To do this the manure should be thoroughly incorporated into the soil with the plow. I am bound to say that iny sympathies leaned toward the “lilly Oliiita hoy.’’ To grandma I counseled moderation, ad vising her to ullow Ah Choon a little latitude, and take no notice so long as he confined himself to his mother tongue, which from that time he did re ligiously. —Lippi ucotl's Muyanire. “ Do you follow a sedentary occupa tion ?” asked the judge, jocosely, of a vagrant. “Well, I should relax my | features!” was the responso. “All the money I have had in ten years I got from sitting on juries.” Francis Hopkins, of New York, has patented a pair of tye-glassos that will stay on the nose. It is a groat improve ment, as wearers of eye-glasses have heretofore been obliged to nso flesh- colored putty on the sides of tho nose, or hire a man to go aiound with them and hold the glasses on. -Peek’s Sun. Littlo Grace, who was quite familiar with tho hurdy-gurdy and its simian attachment, but who was making-her , first acquaintance with the church organ, watched the player long and earnestly. Finally her eye caught the blower, pumping up and down in the background. “ Mamma,” sho exclaimed, “ that’s the biggest monkey I over did soc. ’’— Huston Transcript. The Cork Tree. The London fi'lobe, referring to the recommendation that the United Htates government should encourage the growth of the cork tree in.tliis country, says it is not everybody who would care to invest capital in au enterprise of this kind, seeing that a generation would have to elapse before any return could be ob tained in the shape of salable cork. At least twenty-five yearsjnust elapse before the treo will yield a bark of much value, and in introducing it to fresh regions there is a posssibility of its bark becom ing modified in a manner to diminish its value. Still the cork tree has been cultivated in new quarters aud with ex cellent results. The French, in 1822, planted vast tracts of laud in Algeria, and their nurseries have become now most valuable forests. It is very desir able that the culture should be extended since the valuo of cork has long been steadily ou the increase. Most of the forests in Spain and Portugal are said to have been very badly managed. It is not tho living bark that ought to be stripped for sale, but that which the tree is about to shed, and it ought to be done only at intervals of eight or ten years. Vast numbers of trees are said to have been ruined by too great eagerness to make them pay their owners. “Aw," lispol Ohawles Augustus to i MissSoplironia, “Aw, Miss Sofy, I am : become quite a pedestwian of late.” j “ Ah, indeed?” replied Miss J3. “ Yes, and Miss Sofy, I am become a gwoat walk ah.” “ Why, Charles, I think you would make a more suooosful runner." “ Aw, you flattuh me now, Miss Sofy; but why would I make a good wnneah ?” and Charles contemplated his well- built limbs iu a self-complacent way. “ Oh, because,” replied Miss Soplironia, “ I think yon are just soft enough to ran well.” Ghawles Augustus has re tired from tho pedestrian track and is now writing poetry for tho newspapers. —Steubenville Herald. Recipes. CitEAM Cookies.—Two cups sugar, two eggs, one cup cream, one cup but ter, one teaspoonful soda, one teaspoon ful lemon extract or one-half a nutmeg, grated; flour enough to make a dough us soft us it can be rolled. Jellied Chicken.—Boil a fowl until tho flesh will slip easily from the bones; let the water be reduced to one pint; Hindoo Caste. Among the Hindoos it was formerly the case that the Brahmins were the only educated people. The law of caste cut off' all the others and kept them in comparative ignorance. Most of the converts to Christianity came from the lower castes. The indications now are that caste is breaking down, and that all are to have an equal chance for enjoying the advantages of education. The missionaries regard this as an ex tremely hopeful sign. They now begin 1 to look for converts from among the higher classes. While they regard one man’s soul us quite as good as the soul of any other man, still they realizo that if the educated Hindoos shall ever throw the weight of their influence in l'avor of Christianity, the gain to the cause of missions will be very great.— York Sun. | Discovery of a Letter Written by Adam to Eve In Josh Billings’ “Cook Book and I Picktorial Receipts the following jnter- ! esting letter is found: Edonia, December, Year Two. Dkab Eve—I have been on the ram- • page now ono month, prospecting for our new home, aud have seen some ranches that will do pretty well, but none of them just the ticket. The old garden is a hard place to beat, but we have lost that and aro turned out now to root hog or die. We will fight it out now on this line if it takes all summer, Eating that apple was a great blunder, but, my dear girl, let bygones be by gones;’ there’s hope for us yet. Just as soon as I strike a- good claim I Mill come back to you. Watch over Cain closely; he is a brick. The weather is raw and cold; I feel that I am too thinly clad. No more now from your loving Adam. P. S.—Has Cain cut another tooth yet ? A Clever Ruse. i A story is told of a great French satirist which finely illustrates his knowledge of human nature. He M'as traveling in Ger many, iu entire ignorance of its language and currency. Having obtained some small change for soma, of his French coins, he used to pay drivers in the follow ing manner: Taking a handful of coins from his pockets, ho counted them one by one into the creditor’s hands, keeping l»^ii dvnil nn flirt VrtrtaivAV’s. Am his eye fixed on the receiver’s, face, soon as lie perceived the least twinkle o a smile he took back the last coin de posited in the hand and returned it to his I pocket. He afterward found that in pur- ; suing this method he had not overpaid for anything. ■ A man who knows a groat deal about the sweets of life—-The sugar refiner. By the recently verified official ac count the loss to the Federal forces in pick the meal from the bones in good-1 the civil war was 327,184, whiletbeCon- sized pieces, leaving out all the gristle ! federate loss was 200,000. The Now Orleans custom house is the largest is the largest in the world. It was begun in 1848, has cost $4,180,000, and is sfitLunflnished.