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The Sylvania Telephone.
C. H. MEDLOCK, Editor and Publishkb.
VOL. II.
Why Must It Be ?
A dream—as lrail as sweet,
A sad inrowell—
A laded rose—cast under feet,
Love’s dying knell;
A promise never kept,
Made in spring-bloom—
Then when tho winds ol autumn swept,
Best— in the tomb.
Can God's love bo so groat
That tiny things
Fall not unsoon—yet leave to late
Life’s hidden springs ?
.Must tender, loving hearts
Fado ’neath tiro breath
Ol wicked wiles, insensate arts
Tiiat end in death?
Must love, whoso home is heaven,
Wreck life lor age ?
And she, whose sins her soul has shriven,
Be cast away ?
Nay, question not—He knows!
Let that suffice.
Through ’wildering roads a saint oit goes
To Paradise.
—Lilia JV. Cushman.
A WOMAN, AFTER ALL.
“ Take off tiiat hideous bonnet, Doro
thy. I want to see your sweet little
face without it.”
“ Thoushouidst not speak so Charles.
It is very wrong.”
“Why, little Dorothy? Tell me
why.”
“ Thou knowest favor is deceitful and
beauty vain. We ought to bear testi
mony against the vanity of personal
looks.”
“Ought wc? Then tell me why it
pleased Providence to make you so
beautiful, my small cousin.”
“Hush, Chail s. I will not permit
thee to speak to me in this manner.”
And little Dorothy Hicks, the Quaker
ess, put on the gravest air and strug
gled valiantly to turn the corners of her
mouth down when they wanted to turn
up.
“Don't look so serious, little girl.
You positively alarm me,” And Charles
Maynard burst into a hearty laugh that
echoed though the poplar trees in the
old garden. “ Now tell me, Dorothy—
I insist upon knowing, as a member of
your family, I consider that I have the
iigiit u'l oe 1 !?rariu»-d- # sre"v f tflr going a >
marry Broadbrim?”
“ Friend Ephraim is an estimable
man, Charles; thou must not speak of
him thus.”
“Look Dorothy. There he is. Iwil
quote no proverbs, but the rim of his
li^t just turned the corner as I spoke,
don’t look as if you intended to go
back to the house, for you are not going.
I’ll tell you a secret. When I was down
to the river this morning I found a boat
with a tempting pair of oars lying in it,
aDd I made up my mind that Dorothy
Hicks and her wicked, worldly cousin
from the populous city of New York,
were going for a row in that very boat
this | evening. It is ^neighbor Han
cock’s boat.”
“ Y-e-s. But, Charta, I fear it is my
duty—”
“No, it isn’t. You know you don’t
want to spend this lovely evening in the
house entertaining Broadbrim, and you
want to go with me and watch the sun
set on the river.”
Dorothy looks doubtfully toward the
house and wistfully toward the river.
“Femme qui hesiteestperdue,” Doro
thy, which means “if we don’t hurry,
Graycoat will come out and catch us.”
Charles takes Dorothy’s hand in his,and
in a moment they are on their way to
the shore.
“ But, Charles, see that cloud in the
south. If there were to be a storm?”
“But there will not; come, jump in.”
The oars were lifted into the row-locks,
Dorothy takes the management of the
rudder in her hands, and soon they are
gliding over the smooth surface of the
water, leaving a track of silvery bub
bles behind them. It is a lovely even
ing. The misty shadows of twilight are
gathering in the east and the west; the
clouds, blood-red and purple, are cast
ing a rosy light all over the broad river;
a fresh breeze is blowing round their
faces, and waves splash against the
sides of their boat, like low, monotonous
music. Caarles is talking about his
home, telling Dorothy about his aunts
and cousins he has not seen for », long
time, and amusing her with stories of
his college days, and his efforts to make
his way in Lis profession, which were
so unsuccessiul at first. Neither of
them notices that the breeze grows
fresher, and that the dark cloitd in the
south has spread over the horizon, and
is covering it with darkness.
Presently a low, muttering growl of
thunder startles them from the dream
into which they had fallen.
“Turn back, Charles, turn back!”
screamed Dorothy, “ the storm is upon
us!” They had been rowing with the
tide. The river is very wide, and the
increasing force of the waves and the
wind together is so strong that when
they attempt to turn about the water
ushes into the tiny boat. Both faces
grow pale in the murky light as they
see the danger.
SYLVANIA, GEORGIA, TUESDAY, AUGUST 10, 1880.
: It is impossible; you can’t do it!”
- Tell mo, Dorothy, what is that dark
object just ahead P”
“ It is a ledge of rocks, but when the
tide comes in from the sea it will be
covered,” and with a low moan Dorothy
sank from her seat and covered her face
with her hands.
“We will try and land there. The
tide will not turn for an hour.”
The effort was successful. The ledge
is reached, and Charles carries Dorothy
to the very highest rock and lays her
gently down."
“My love, my little love,” he cried
kissing her helpless hands, “I have killed
you?”
“Stop!” she exclaimed. “Listen
There is a boat! It is coming this way.’
Dorothy is upon her knees, and a wild
cry of thanksgiving comes from her
lips.
Ephriam Ford had followed them
The heavy boat with its single occu
pant is strong enough to resist the
waves, and as he nears them, they go
down to meet him.
“Back!” he cries, “I will not take
but one of you; it is not saf!.”
The grim Quaker, with his stern
emotionless face, wrenches away the
slender hands that cling to Charles, and
clasping Dbrothv tightly in his arms,
lays her at his own feet in the bottom of
the boat. Not a word is spoken unti[
they reach the opposite shore. Then he
takes her up again and carries her to the
nearest fisher’s hut up the beach.
As they stand within the shelter of the
little cabin, Dorothy looks at him with
wild eyes, and a cry of torture issues
from her white lips.
“Go back, go back! You will go
back for him?”
“ Go back for your elegant city lover,
whose ignorant carelessness would have
cost you your life but for me?”
Dorothy falls on her knees and
grasps his cold hands in agony of en
treaty.
“Go back, go back!”
“Promise me first that you will not
marry him. Swear it as the world’s
people do.”
He takes her hand and holds it up to
heaven, and waits for the oath.
Dorothy’s lips move, Dorothy but no sound
come from them. had Fainted
The fisherman’s wife takes the uncon
scious girl and lays her on her own bed,
and Ephraim Ford goes upon Lis errand
of mercy with murder in his heart.
The storm has lulled for a moment.
It comes on so gradually, stopping every
now and then, as if to make the earth
believe that it were doubtful of its power,
and can afford to wait.
Ephraim looks at the sky. It is still
red in the west; the waves are rising
steadily, but his stout built boat, di
rected by his powerful strength, can
yet make its way through Diem. There
is plenty of time; the tide will not turn
for half an hour.
Ephraim lights his battle with temp
tation and wins the victory; for,
twenty minutes later the siurdy boat
plows its way back to the shore, and
two silent men struggled against the
wind up the beach to the fisherman’s
hut. Dorothy is waiting for them. Her
outstretched arms would wind them
selves about both, but the stern, fixed
look in Ephraim’s eyes restrained her,
and Charles turns from her and fixes
his eyes upon the ground.
It is aterrible moment for Dorothy.
She knows they both love her, and
she shivers at the suffering in both
faces.
Then she remembers the oath she did
not speak, and a wild sort of terror
takes possession of her soul. She speaks
at last, and tries to thank Ephraim for
the service he had done them.
“Spare me thy gratitude, Dorothy,”
he commands, in a slow, solemn tone,
peculiar to his people. “ I know I have
done thee a service. I would not hear
of it again. I tried to make thee swear
an oath. Dorothy, I am glad it was
not spoken. Tell me now, though, dost
thou love this young man? Wilt thou
forswear thy religion, forsake the faith
of thy forefathers’s and become one of
the world’s people?”
Dorothy’s eye3 looked toward Charles
with a mute appeal.
“ He ha3 saved both our lives, dear,’
answers the young man, in reply to her
glance, “ and he’s worthy of your love.”
Then his eyes seek the floor again. He
lias received his life from this man’s
hands, and now he will speak no word
to rob him oi his treasure.
“Speak, Dorothy,” Ephraim repeats.
“ It is for you to choose.”
Dorothy’s voice is choked with tears
and her breast shaken with sobs, as she
answers :
“It is very, very wicked of me, Eph
raim, but I love him so!”
Then she stretched out her helpless
hands, and the sweet lips whisper,
“ Charles.”
Only a single word, but it decides her
life. In a moment she is in her lover’s
arms, and for the second time that night
unconscious.
The nobler man of the two goes un
heeded out in the storm to conquer his
heartache alone.
“ ONWARD AND UPWARD.”
CATCHING COD.
An IntereHtiiiK Description of tile Way
in which Coil are Caught.
The able craft Juliette, Captain Ed
ward Fitch, is one of the favorite
smacks for health eaters, and taking our
trap3 on board we sail out of tlio q iet
harbor through the fleet of fishing
craft on a sunny Monday morning for a
cod cruise on Nantucket shoals. The
vessel has just returned from the sale of
her last load of fish, and now, with
fresh stores and her capacious ice houses
filled, her crew refreshed by a Sunday at
home, enter upon the perils of another
voyage with light spirits. By Tuesday
night we have “iced down” enough
hnenbaden bait from the fish traps at
wild, romantic and isolated Martha’s
Vineyard for our trip, and on the fol
lowing morni ng we “ tide in” over Nan
tucket bar to wait for a goodly supply
of sea claims, which are a favorite bait
for deep sea cod. The crew enjoy a
night maphap in the giddy ballroom
of some wonderful rattletrap of a hall
n this dilapidated old town, and Thurs
day morning leave regretfully for the
pleasures and discomforts of the fishing
ground.
At sundown we anchor within sou nd
of the steam whistle on the South Shore
lightboat, and on the following day
iisl’ing commences. Mayhap the fo 2
dears up for a fow hours, but steam is
always kept up at this time ot the year
on the able and storm-defying light
boat, so some of the keepers inform us
is they board us in search of reading
matter. Cod fishing is carried on at this
season of the year by means of hand
lines, each man tending two, the vessel
being suffered to drive or drift with
the tide. The sawings of our lines have
already gashed the rails, yet we have
not taken as much as a dinner, for be it
known, cunners are just as much of a
nuisance here as they are under the old
wharf at home. By-and-bye we strike
a school of dog-fish, half reptile, and
after half an hour’s combat with these
creatures, Captain Ed. gives up in dis
gust, tli3 helm is put up and we square
away and run a mile or so off and
then heave to again. By-and-bye
the captain feels a strong "pull and
speedily begins to sway ! n on his line.
All h; says is, “I’ve got ’im, ’ and
plfcSCdfijy ' iiwtfops a Hill„ f Iin'C...'
men oi a speckled steak cod on deck, a
genuine thirty pound white-bellied and
grey-backed school fish. None of your
Montauk Point giblets about this one.
Soon another is caught, and at length
we take the school with us. and each
man is busy baiting gear and unhook
ing fish. The clean lee side of the ves
sel speedily takes on a fishy appearance,
and by-and-bye the hatches are thrown
off and the fish thrown into the hold
to prevent them from rolling overboard
off the pile we have already taken,
After the first dozen pulls on these gusty
fish the hands begin to object.
“Finger stalls” go on, but despite
these yarn coverings, long before we
leave the school the skin of our finsers is
worn through in places and we wish the
nibbiers would go, but it is such fun to
pull them that we wouldn’t desist f 0
worlds. By-and-bye the fish stop biting
all at once. “ Halibut,” says Captain
Ed., meaning that a halibut has been
attracted to our hooks and the cod are
frightened away by him. It i3 so, and
the monster flat fish strikes our line.
He gives just one yank, and although
we attempt to hold him it is useless, for
as soon as he feels the hook he turns,
plucks and darts off. “ Snub him easy!”
yells the captain, as we attempt to
check the progress of the fish through
fear of losing our line, “ Snub him
easy, or you’ll make him tear out!”
The fish finally stops and we gather in
line slowly. When half way up he
darts down again only to bo once more
drawn almost to the surface of the
water, when the eaplain takes our line,
loth to trust the capture of a $25 fish in
the hands of a greeny. We look over
the rail and see the monster, which,
through the clear green water,
seems almost as broad as our
vessel, and quite as long. Two
of the crew stand on either side of the
captain with gaft hooks, and the instant
the fish’s head is drawn up to a level
with the top of the water the cruel hooks
seize its head, and the three men, after a
severe struggle, land it upon the deck,
where its brain is “ muddled,” its throat
cut, and it i3 speedily packed away in
ice, a coveted prize.
The codfish again thicken and the
slaughter continues till dark when,
after casting anchor, we discuss a rare
supper of coffee and delicious fried cod
fish tongue, such as one can never en
joy away from Nantucket shoals, and
then repairing to the deck the catch of
the day is headed, gutted and washed,
and the ice beirg broken out of the
house, is packed away in its cooling
arms. Perhaps by midnight the labor is
completed, and wet and tired and dis
gusted with fog, we crawl into our
berths and sleep soundly till four o’clock
next morning, when the day’s labor is
repeated, doubtless with poorer luck.—
Detroit Fre e Press■
_
Bueno3 Ayres, South America, has
51,000,000 sheep.
CURRENT NOTES.
Mr. Fambro, of Sandersville, Ky.,hns
a larguirattlesnake, about five feet long,
which he captured last October, and
which he lias kept in a bob with a wire
net first ever since that time. Though
he has had it ten months, the snake has
never eaten anything at all since it was
captured. It “lives on air,” and if it
could be converted into the genus homo,
retaining its natural habits, it would
make a splendid newspaper man.
A F -nchman, who resides on a farm
near Paris,and has a fancy for picking up
old animals, has a mule aged seventy
three,-., gcrDse aged thirty-seven, a cow
aged thirty-six, a hog aged twenty
seven. a bullfinch aged twenty-eight,
and a sparrow aged thirty-one. This
last accounts for the millions of spar
rows in the world. A couple of healthy
sparrows, producing twenty or thirty
young a year for thirty years, is some
thing sad to contemplate.
State elections will occur this year as
follows; Alabama, first Monday in
August; Arkansas, first Monday in
September; Vermont, first Tuesday in
September; Maine, second Monday in
September; Colorado, first Tuesdsy in
October; Indiana, Ohio and West Vir
ginia, second Tuesday in October; Cali
fornia, Connecticut, Delaware, Florida,
Iowa., Kansas, Kentucky, Louisiana,
Maryland, Massachusetts, Michigan,
Minnesota, Mississippi, Missouri, Ne
braska, Nevada, New Hampshire, New
Jersey, New York, North Carolina,
Pennsylvania, South Carolina, Ten
nessee, Texas and Virginia, November
2; Georgia, November 3.
The Detroit Free Press remarks that
when 200 people are killed or wounded
in a railroad disaster, the community
shudders. If ten such should happen
during a twelve, month in anyone State,
the world would be shocked and hor
rified at the slaughter. The difference,
however, between calamities which
come “ as single spies,” and those which
come “in battalions” is illustrated by
the fact that on the Pennsylvania rail
roads 2,000 persons were killed or
\' v l ded during the year 1879, and, ex
-
jfept outside ofithe families Stfl fnemA
tuus bereaved or afflicted, nota pang or
emotion ot any sort is felt from one end
of the continent to the other.
Turkish officers do not enjoy the con
sideration at home en joyed by their pro
fession elsewhere in Europe, A Turkish
captain is regarded by his senior offi
cers with but little more respect than a
private, and is sometimes struck by
colonel or general in a moment of
anger. Even a major is barely secure
from such treatment. The pay of an
officer under the rank of general is very
inadequate and irregularly received.
The families of officers in garrisoned
towns are generally with them, and the
latter are often sorely pushed to feed
their charges. They may be seen daily
with baskets returning from market,
seedy and partially buttonless.
John Dye,the expert in counterfeiting,
says that a close study of good notes is
necessary for those who would readily
detect bad one3. Some of the latter are
fully as fine as the former in workman
ship, and it is only by the variations that
they can be distinguished. He repre
sents counterfeiting as having greatly
increased of late, and the operators as
backed by plenty of capital. In ^he
case of base coinage, he says that some
of their product eo3ts more than half its
apparent value to make. He showed a
coin that had exactly the weight, sizs
and touch of a genuine iive-dollar gold
piecei but a cut into the edges showed
that it was a shell of gold with a plati
num filling. The actual value of the
metal in it was two dollars and a half,
and ithe making must have cost half a
dcdlar more._
Curing the Biie of a Copperhead,
A little daughter of John Telford, of
Moon township, I’a , was bitten by a
copperhead snake. Her mother tock
her to a grocery store near by, where a j
salt mackerel was applied to the wound,
and a pint of whisky forced down
the child’s throat. In the meantime a
chicken was caught and ripped open
alive; the mackerel was taken off; the
wound and the poison, had turned it
green; the warm entrails of the chicken
were then nppfied, and another chicken
killed, and subsequently placed on the
wound; the entrails of both were turn
ed green. By this time the child was
stupefied in consequence of the liquor
she had drank, but seemed to suffer no
pain. She was taken home, and the leg
that had been' bitten was placed in salt
and water. These prompt remedies had
the desired effect, and the child was con
sidered out of danger.
The army worm perchance is very
subtle, but there have been things con
nected with the army that were sutler.
—Marathon Independent.
THE FARM AND HOUSEHOLD.
A Nouml Agricultural Creed,
The agriculturists of Canada, in con
vention assemble', lately adopted a
creed good enough to be subscribed to
by their brethren all over the continent.
Listen : We believe in small farms and
thorough cultivation; we believe that
the soil lives to eat, as well as the
owner, and ought therefore to be well
manured; voe believe in going to the
bottom of things, and therefore deep
plowing, and enough of it, all the better
! ir it be a subsoil plow; wc believe in
large crops which leave the land better
than they found it, making both the
farm and the farmer rich at once; we
believe that every farm should own a
good farmer; we believe that the fer
tilizer of any soil is a spirit of ind ustry,
enterprise and intelligence; without
these, lime, gypsum and guano would
be of little use; we believe in good
fences, good farmhouses, good orchards,
and good children enough to gather the
fruit; we believe in a clean kitchen, a
neat wife in it, a clean cupboard, a clean
dairy, and a clear conscience; we believe
that to ask a man’s advice is not stoop
ing, but of much benefit; we believe
that to keep a place for everything, raid
everything in its place, saves many a
step, and is pretty sure to lead to good
tools and to keeping them in order; wc
believe that kindness to stock, like good
shelter, is saving of fodder; we believe
that it is a good thing to keep an eye on
experiments, and note all, good and
bad; we believe that it is a good rule to
sell grain when it is ready; wc believe
in producing the best butter and cheese,
and m arketing it when it is ready.
Carbaiic Acid In the 4«ur<!en.
The genera! employment of carbolic
acid for sanitary purposes induced a
correspondent, who relates his experi
ences, to try whether it might not be
applied with equal advantage in some
of the many diseases to which vegeta
bles, as well as flesh, arc heirs. He
lirst experimented with a solution of
one part of the acid in twenty parts of
water, which was allowed to stand for
twenty-four hours before being used.
By that time a layer of tb' fat or oil
appeared on the surface, •' contact or
which with plants speedily destroyed
them. This was subsequently with
drawn by means of a pipette, and the
clear fluid below aione used. This
proved an equally dangerous applica
tion, for some beds of savoys and rad
ishes, which were watered with it in
order to free them from ground fleas
with which they were infested, were
totally destroyed by it. A weaker solu
tion, consisting of one part of acid in
fifty of water, proved scarcely less in
jurious to vegetation. The application
was now tried in the still more diluted
form of one part in a hundred, the
supernatant oil being carefully removed
before use. In these proportions it
answered admirably as an insecticide,
without causing the slightest injury to
even the tenderest plants. A single ap
plication effectually freed the beds from
ground lice arid similar destructive ver
min. A very small quantity introduced
into an ant hill so disturbed its busy
occupants that, contrary to all the
habits of these insects, they abandoned
their cupro in their hurried flight. A
cherry tree, whose ripe fruit afforded a
favorite hunting ground for these ants,
was at once protected from their visits
by a slight application of the solution
to its stem, though they returned to the
attack in four or five days when the
pungent sme.l of the acid was lost.
Their further depredations were once
for all checked, however, by a girdle of
cottonwood impregnated with the
strong acid being bound round the
trunk. Many other varieties of inserts
were kept at bay or driven from their
haunts by the same means, which also
formed a most valuab’e protection
against mildew, -with which the rose
and peaeli trees in the garden were
sadly troubled. In one instance, a rose
tree which had borne no flowers for five
previous years in consequence of mil
dew attacking the young stems of the
buds immediately they were formed,
was observed to bear a magnificent crop
the first season that a timely appli
cation of the solution was made .—The
Farmer.
Teachers.
Senator Bayard, in an address to the
Wilmington high school, said: There
is not a nobler or more useful profes
sion than that of instructing young
minds and educating their faculties. I
should be glad to see an higher encour
agement and recognition given these
men and women in our midst who de
vote themselves to this lofty calling.
Were it in my power I would make the
names of schoolmaster and schoolmis
tress terms of public as well as private
honor, audl would affix such just and
proportionate compensation to their
services as would make their positions
not only those of honor in society, but
profit, so that every induoement should
be offered to embark in the profession
of instuction of the young.
TERMS— $1 50 i’eh Year.
NO. 3.
The Grocer Boy.
Mike Miller was a grocer’s boy,
We” up in currant nonsense;
Hut when his wiath was raisin’ high
Ho was devoid oi conscience.
Ho went to aoo a girl nanus! Sid—
Let soap he loved her true;
For, oh, she was the sweetest Hour
That ever Miller kuow.
Though true as steel Miss Sallie was.
Like steel she had a temper,
And thought when Miller tried to teas
A grocer salt was meant her.
Then Mike his courage mustard up;
He'd shout and storm and stutter,
And strivo to cracker on the head—
Though none he wanted butter.
Then she would scratch, and pull his hair
With all her Strength and vim,
The while she madly would exclaim:
“ Whoe’er cinnamon like hunt”
And thus they quarreled olt;
Their love was not all spice,
But when in making up they clovo
Together—oh, ’twas nice!
— Norristown Her Aid.
MISCELLANEOUS.
Cutting a swell—Lancing a boil.—
Rome Sentinel.
A person bom this year cannot vote
in the nineteenth century.
Sixfeen Waterloo officers are living.
In France there are at least 500,000
wolves, who kill about 1,000 men every
year.
The census of Berlin, taken at the
close of 1S79, shows a population of
1,081,23.
One-half of the household, says a
critic, does not know how the other
half livc3.
The number of living models employed
in Paris, by painters, sculptors and
photographers is 671.
An Ohio sheriff who lately assisted at
a wedding-snapped his fingers and called
out: “The condemned will now step
his way.”
Talented individuals who have won
'cflsugmg golden opinions are never averse to ex
tiicra tor gr««.fcuacKs, or •rsea
for trade dollars.
The other night, in a Missouri town,
a thief, being caught in a man’s cellar,
explained tiiat lie was there to get out
of the way of a cyclone.
The mean diameter of the earth i
7 912 miles; that of the moon, 2,162
miles. The density of the moon is five
eighths that of the earth.
King Stanley, the ruler of all the gyp
sies in this country, lives in the midst of
a settlement of his people near Dayton,
Ohio. His daughter, who was to be
come queen at his death, has lost her
heritage by eloping witli a man not a
gypsy.
A miner was accidently thrown out of
a bucket at the top of a California shaft,
lie clutched wildly at the jagged rock
and by chance his wrist caught in a
crack. During ten minutes he was thus
precariously suspended at a height of
200 feet.
A Strange Scene In Ihe House of Commons.
The London Telegraph describes the
scene in the bouse of commons when
Mr. Bradlaugh “ affirmed ” as follows:
For a little while Mr. Bradlaugh stand
ing quite alone, uneheered by a smile
or sound of welcome, seemed in doubt
as to what next it would be right for
him to do. Presently he came slowly,
very slowly up the floor, looking neither
to right nor to left, halted near to the
crown of the mace at the corner of the
table on the ministerial side, and stood
looking constrained and anxious for at
least a minute. Then Sir Erskine May
rose from the opposite end of the table,
and holding the printed form of affir ma
ticn in his right hand, went up to wlieie
Mr. Bradlaugh stood, and repeated the
prescribed lorm of words to him, but in
a voice inaudible to a majority of those
present. Bowing somewhat stiffly to
the clerk of the house, the no-Jongcr
disputed junior member for Northamp
ton, with much deliberation, signed the
roll of parliament; whereupon Sir Ers
kine May preceded him a few steps to
the speaker’s chair, saying: “Mr.
Bradlaugh, member for Northampton.”
The speaker, as in duty bound, held out
his hand; Mr. Bradlaugh touched it
formally, and still with the downcast
look upon his face, passed out behind
the chair, amid the same unbroken
silence which had reigned during the
very few minutes occupied by the pro
ceeding. Allowing’liimself but sufficient
time to traverse the corridor, which
runs parallel with the house, Mr. Brad
laugh came boldly into the chamber,
looking now well pleased, hurriedly
mounted to the end of the bench on the
third row from the floor on the liberal
side below the gangway, and, without
a friendly hand held out to welcome
him, realized his triumph over parlia
ment, and took his seat for North
ampton.