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GALLAHER'S INDEPENDENT,
PUBLISHED EVEBI SATURDAY AT
by
J. C. GALLAHER.
TBRH9 OP SVBStnrPHONi
TWO DOLLARS per Annum in Advance.
STJRF2W MUST NOT RING TO-NIGHT!
(who i the author?)
feugland’n inn, so slowly setting o’er the hills so
far away,
Filled the land with misty beauty at the close of
one sad day;
And the last fay* kissed tho foreheads of a man
and niaidou fair;—
He with steps so slow and weary, she with sunny
flouting hair;
He with bow’d head, sad and thoughtful, she
with lips so cold and white,
Struggling to keep hack the nmnnur, ‘‘Curfew
must not l ing to-night.**
“Sextou," Bessie’s white lips faltered, pointing
to the prison old,
With its walls so tali and gloomy, walls so dark
and damp and cold,
*Tve a lover in that prison, doomed this very
night to die
At the ringing of "the Curfew, and no earthly
help is nigh.
Cromwell will not come till sunset;” and face
grew strangely white,
Ah she spoke in husky whisper, “Curfew must
nnt ring
“Bessie,” calmly spoke the ac\ ton—every word
pierced her young heart,
Like s thousand gleaming arrows—like a deadly
Kriaoned dart;
ng yearn I've rung the Curfew from
~ that gloomy shadow*! tower;
Every evening past at sunset, it has hilled the
twilight hour;
I have done toy duty ever, tried to do it just airri
right:
Now I'm old, I will not miss it, girl, the Curfew
rings to-night!”
'Wild her eyes and pale her feat urea, stem and
white her thoughuui brow.
And witliiu hcrtieart’s deep center, Bessie made
a solemn vow;
She had listened while the judges read, without
a Uakht High:
“At the ringing of the Curfew, Ba*il Underwood
tfiujtf (he!”
And her breath came fast and faster, and her
eyes grew large and bright—
One low murmur, scarcely spoken—“ Curfew shall
moI ring to-night.”
She with light step bounded forward, sprang
within the old church door,
Left the old man coming slowly paths he'd trod
so oft before;
Nut one moment paused the maiden, but with
cheek and brow agiow,
Staggered up the gloomy tower, where tho bell .
swung to and fro;
Then she climbed the trembling ladder, dark,
without one rav of light,
Upward still, her pah- lip* saying, * Curfew shall
not ring to-night!”
She had reached the topmost ladder, o’er her
hangs the great, dark bell,
And the awful gloom beneath her, like the path
way down to hpH.
See! the pomlrons toftgQe i swinging, 'ti the
hour of Curfew now,
Aud the sight has e!dik'd her bosom, stopped her
breath ami dale*! her brow.
Shall she lei it ring? No, nev.rl sudden flash
her eyes with li, Lu
An she springs and grasps it lirtuiy—“Curfew,
* shaft not ring to-night. *
Out she swung; far or.t tho city seemed & tiny
sprok below
There, twixt. heaven and earth suspended, as the
bull swung to and fro;
And the balf-doaf sexton imgitig (years he had
notiuard the boil.)
And he though! the twilight Curfew rang young
” Basil funeral k cil;
Still the mai ieu, clinging brioly, 1* and bt’OW
so pale a id white,
Stilled her frigateed .. ;rt’w wild beating, Our
jew shall not rtu'j 10-t-ighl!
It was o’er; the bell ceased swaying, and the
maiden Hteppeai om e more
Firmly on llie damp <>l-1 labdor, where for hun
dred years Indore
Human foot had .ot been planted; and what she
this ingot had ioue,
Should he told long ages after—as tho rays of,
setting sun,
Light tho sky with mellow beauty, aged sires,
with Loads of white—
Tell tho children why the Curfew did Hot ring
that one sod night.
O'er the distant hills came Cromwell, Bessie saw
him, and her brow
Lately wliiU with sickening boror, grows wiih
sudden btiuity now.
At his feel sue told her story, showed her bands
all bruised and torn,
And her sweet young face so haggArd, with a look
so wad and worn,
Touched it is heart with sudden pity, lit his eves
with misty light;
•‘Go! your lover lives," cries Cromwell; “Curfew
shall not ring to-night!"
Elocutionary Brill and What Followed it
A TALE WITH A MOBAL.
There is a great stir in the little parish
of Fordville —a stir which excites every
breast in the small community, and agi
tates every home save only tlie quiet little .
rectory.
Good Mr. Mortimer has been the cler
gyman of this parish for seveaal years; all
hearts are bound to him iu the tics which
so strongly unite pastor and people: and 1
yet all this stir and commotion iu the quiet
little village is about this good man: No
one yet has had the courage to tell him or
his wife that he is the centre of so much
talk and gossip. Presently, however, some
little bird of the air will carry tho matter.
Bad news travels fast; there is always sonic
one who takes it upon liimeelf to report to ,
headquarters any mutiny in the camp.
Let us see how this matter : it is
only of a few days growth.
Early in July one of Mr. Mortimer,s
neighbors, who was not a Churchman, met
Mr. Dobbs, the Senior Warden, After
the usual salutations, the neighbor said,
*‘By the way, Mr. Dobbs, is anything the
matter vsith Mr. Mortimer ?”
“The matter 1 how ? What do you
mean?,’ quoth Mr. Dobbs : “he was well
enough yesterday—prt ached all day and
•ttended a funeral. ”
“Well,’ said the neighbor, hesitatingly,
“I supposed he was well enough in health,
but I did not know but he might have
something on his mind; you know we live
pretty close to him, and my wife and I
have noticed, for a day or two, very queer
sounds from the parsonage, as if Mr. Mor
timer was in great trouble. He seemed
to be sighing as if in great distress—would
say, ‘Oh! ah!’ etc., over and over, as if he
felt very badly, and yet, my wife says
sometimes she hears him laugh out, very
suddenly and loudly, aud then, in a min
ute or two, sigh again.”
“That is queer, ” said Mr. Dobbs, medi
tatively, “not like Mr. Mortimer, either;
he is so quiet generally that even if he
had something on bis mind he would not
show it out noisily.”
“Well, I thought I’d speak to you about
it; he’s a nice man, and I was afraid be
tnQbt have heard some bad news.” Aid
VOL. 111,
the neighbor im.ssiSaS.
Mr. Dobbs pussSfdn’vn the street, and
presently met the .Junior Wi.nlen, Mr
Lockitt. Ho was just about tolling his
colleague what ho hud heard, when Mr.
Lockitt astonished him by saving, “I was
on my way up to your house, to speftlt to
youaliout Mr. Mortimer. My wife says
Mrs. Lurkius, who lives in the rear of tho
parsonage, you know, oumo to tusk In rif
she hud ever suspected there was auything
queer about our minister* not but what
they think evervthing of him, just as wo
do, but they/uewfraid liis mind is a little
affected. Mrs. Larkins says, fora fev
days past he has acted in tho strangest
way; he stands out in the garden aml/nakes
tue quee est motions, ns if he wore trying
to whisper to soiuobi dy away i ff', and then
lie’ll breathe quick aud loud —or it looks ns
if he did—aud he talks to himself a great
deal; and sometimes they see him beating
himself. It does seem queer, don’t it ?"
“Yes,” said Mr. Dobbs, “1 should think
it might be all woman’s 'talk (Mr. Dobbs
was a bachelor), only Tom (Smith has just
been talking to me about it," aud Mr,
Dobbs narrated tho couveiaatiou he hud
had with the man.
“Well, 1 don’t understand it,” said Mr.
Lockitt; “sometimes a mail does sort a
lose liis senses in a minute like, hut Mr.
Mortimer don’t act queer anywhere I’ve
seen him. Supposing wo keep this a lit
tle quiet, and sort o’ watch him you know.'
Mr. Dobbs agreed to this, muttering to
himself, as ho walked off, “I guess there is
less danger of my spreading the fact than
Lockitt, for he’s got vife that will tell it
from Duu to Bersheba. ”1
A few days more passed on, and the gos
sip mereftsed.
A young Larkins reported having seen
Mr, Mortimer off in a w hortleberry past
ure, a couple of miles from town, “actin’
awful queer; first he’d mutter to himself,
and then go on louder uud louder, fill he
hollered so you could have heard him a
mile.
“And what did he say ?” iuquirotT the
iuten sted listeners.
“Why, 1 couldn’t under tand much; it
diu’t seem to bo any words, only kind Of
‘Oh ! and ah ! as if ha wore scared.”
Talk now waxed fast and furious, and
the crowuiug proof of Mr. Mortimer’s odd
ity was the report of Mrs. Lockitt, who
went up to the rectory one day on purpose
to see if there was anything in it. She
made some sort of an errand, and Qian aged
to go when she knew tho rector was at
home.
Mrs. Mortimer was busy at the moment,
and kept her waiting a little while, hut she
was fully entertained by w hat she saw of
her clergyman's supposed aberration of
mind.
Tho study was opposite the parlor, and
by un accidental arrangement of u iron in
the two rootns, Mrs. Lockitt could see Mr.
Mortimer perfectly’ w hile he was notawarc
of her near neighborhood.
This was her story to her husband : “1
do belie vo husband, Mr. Mortimer must be
crazy ! 1 watched him for toil minutes
this morning, and if ever 1 did see a mor
tal man act so queer, right the in his own
study. I saw him gape about live min
utes, and beseemed to be trying to talk at
the same time, though J couldn’t her what
he said; then ho actually sat on a chair
and tried to lift himself in it 1
talking to himself >dl the while ; then
he’d stand up, and tug way as if he were
lifting some imaginary weight; and then
he'd pound himself over and over, just us
Mis. Larkins saw Lim do out in the gur
t gen
“l declare, I felt so strange I hardly
knew what to say when Mrs. Mortimer
! came in. She shut the door behind her,
so I did not see any more of liis queer ac
, tions, and when I went out,if he didn.t
come out and speak just us pleasant to me,
and seem exactly like himself. I could
not believe it was the same man I’d been
watching in the looking-glass.”
“Dan to Boersheba,” having been duly
noticed of what Mrs. Lockitt had seen, it
was at last determined that the two war
i dens and a cotiplo of vestrymen should go
j and have a talk with Mrs. Mortimer on the
I subject, and ascertain from her if she
j really thought her hufband’s mind affec
! ted.
Accordingly, the gentlemen walked to
| the Parsonage one fine evening in July,
i on their somewhat delicate errand.
As they approached the house they
heard singular sounds emanating from the
study.
“I declare, I believe he is at it now 1”
said Mr. Lockitt, excitedly; suppose we
listen a few minutes, aud hear for our
selves.”
Accordingly, the self-imposed commit
tee paused outside the gate.
“Oh — 1 o—h I” came from the study,
| the sounds rising aud falling in a most sin
gular manner.
“Poor man !heis in trouble, surely,”
whisperd one of the vestry compassionately.
“Ha 1 ha Iha !”burst from their Hec
tor’s lips i’ll a tremeudous laugh, such as
they had never heard him utter.
“He’s surely crazy,” said the second
vestryman, vehemently.
Suddenly, in a loud clear tone, on the
silent night, rang out tho noble words of
the “Benedicite.”
In awed silence tho committee awaited
till its close, and then whispered to each
other, “how dreadful; it must be so. Shall
we go in now ? How his wife must feel I
“Well, women are queer,” quotb Mr.
Dobbs, “just look here, gentlemen,” and
QUITMAN, (rA., FRIDAY, MAY 14, 1875.
; lie point, and into the parlor, where tho shade
was drawn up so they could see distinctly
into tho roem ns they approached the
house. There sat Mrs. Mortimer, busy
with some work, her faee'placid and smil
iug. She seemed oven to bo humming to
liersell some strain rtf tho chant her hus
' band had just ben repeating.
"Him does not seem alarmed, but wo
I must apprise her of the danger,” said nn
j other gentleman, pulling the doorbell with
! out more delay.
Mrs. Mortimer t lire tv down her work and
came to the door herself.
Him looked a little surprised to see so
many gentlemen together, hut ushered
them in pleasantly, saying, "I suppose
you want to seo Mr. Mortimer. I’ll call
him.
“No, madam,” said Mr. Dobbs ; “we
want, to speak to you u moment, liy your
-1 self, if you please.,’
Mrs. Mortimer looked still more sur
prised, but said, playfully, “Oh certainly!
lam very glad to see you; though I did
not expect you, Mr. Dobbs, to favor la
! dies’ pretence at vestry meetings 1"
Dobbs smiled solemnly ; hut Mrs.
| Mortimer, not perceiving the confusion of
: her visitors in her anxiety to get them
; seated, went on laughingly :
“If you had come a few minutes sooner
; yon coul 1 liuva been edified by all exer
cise iu elocution. M,v husbund is proo
! ticing vigorously on Professor Bussell's
! hints to clergymen iu tho “Spirit of Mis
| sious,” and since tho J uly number came
1 have hail no peace of lay life with his
practice. Ho has gone into it with such
zeal that 1 tell him lie will disturb the
j neighborhood, and people will certainly
] think him crazy. ”
It is hardly necessary to add that that
t vestry meeting adjourned sine die, —
Churchman.
Rejected Suitors.
A woman never quite forgets the man
who has oticed loved her. She may not
have loved him; she may, indeed, have
given him the no instead of the yes he
hoped for; but the remembrance that ho
desired a yes always softens her thoughts
of him, and would make him, wore ho so
minded, a friend forever. There may be
girls who make a jest of discarded suitors;
but they are generally very young,and the
1 wooing liiiN been something that did not
| betoken lunch depth of tenderness. -There
arc mercenary offers, too, Ihatonly awaken
scorn and hate in the woman wooed for
; money and not for herself: hat really to
! have touched u man’s heart is something
| not to be forgotten while she lives. Always
I she remembers how his eyes looked into
| hers; how, perhaps, lie touched her 1 and
with his,and how her heart ached when lie
: turned away without that which nlic could
yet give him. f lic loves soma one else.
Sonic other mail has all truth of her sou!
1 always has, and always will lrve—hut she
i cannot forget the olio w ho tinned from her
and went his way and c.iuio no more, biie
!is glad when she hears of his success.
! grieved when she knows that ho h s 1 tiffer
i and uud when, some, day, she, hears that he
j is married—she who has herself been mar
ried long years, perhaps; slio who, at oil
j events, would never have married him -
lis she ; lad then? I do not know. A wo
: man’s heart is a very strange thing. I do
i not belii vn she knows herself. Glad? Oh,
j yes; and is his wife pretty and nice? And
then she says to herself that “lie-lias quit'
| forgotten,’ and “ that, oi course, is best,”
| and cries a little.
Managing Young Girls.
Why it it that, gentlemen have such 11
poor opinion of young girls? Asa rule,
they think them very pleasant to pass an
hour with, provided the girls let them
make as many foolish speeches as they
like and repay them with interest. Aud
who is to blame for that ? Unruly not the
girls. Their greatest ambition in life is to
be loved by and become the wife of some
good man, and, say what you will, it is a
noble one. With this end in view, it is,
of course, natural that a desire to please
the lords of creation should he uppermost
in a girl’s mind. If men will not be inter
ested whey you talk sense, what can you
do but talk nonsense 1 Men complain
that girls have nothing to tuik about ex
cept their last flirtation, balls, and parting,
yet, if they converse with them for an hour
upon philosophy, metaphysics, or even the
last new bunk, you are bored, called 11
poor girl who has worried ht r brains for
your entertainment. Women were made
to please, not to lecture ono like 11 trained
professor, mid wonder what she did it for.
No, no. 'What is it yon want? If you
I were to lay down yonr. rules there is riot
| ope girl in a thousand but, would gladly
, obey them, ridiculous as they would surely
be. Try it and see. If you have a lady
friend whom you could like so much if it
were not for this or that little fault, tell
her so, and if she cares anything for you
she will correct it. Treat women more
like human beings, then prophesy a speedy
change for the better.
Dootor—“Well, how did yonr wife man
age liei shower bath, deacon?"
Deacon —“She has had real good lock,
Madame Moody told her hew she man
aged. She said she had a large oil silk
cap, with a cape to it like a fireman’s that
| came all over her shoulders, and—”
! Doctor —“Sho is a fool for her pain;
| that’s not the way.”
j Deacon—“So my wife thought.”
| Doctor—“ Your wife did nothing of the
sort, I hope?”
Deacon—“Oh, no, doctor; she used an
! umbrilly.”
Doctor—“ What! used an umbrella?
j What the mischief good did tho shower
bath do her?”
Deacon—“ She said she felt better. Her
clothes weren’t wet a mite.”
A cheat reduction of wages has taken
place in Germany the past winter. Two
thalers, or SI.OO, has been tho wages of
city laborers since the war; before tlie war
it was one thaler, but this winter it has
been cat down to two-thirds of the tha
ler. Dull and stringent times are said
to be prevailing throughout the empire,
and if this be true it will be impossible for
the authorities to restrain emigration as
soon as business revives in America.
Au Ingenious Forger Bsfiled.
A VitKT'i y Widow’s Attuwi t Upon tup
Nassau Banl—Leauch kok llkh
Motueb.
Raphael M. Matteson, paying teller of
tho Nassau Bank, was busily assorting and
arranging a great pile of papers on his
desk on friday morning, when tho sonnl
of a silvery voice at his window prompted
him to suspend his labors for a moment,
and the appearance of a pretty face was an
excuse to let tho moment grow into many.
It was a pretty little woman of twenty
years—a dark-haired, dark eyed brunette,
m mourning, Bhe looked tip appealingly
into Mr. Midteson’a face as she opened
the little reticule she carried, and said ilia
sad sweet voice ;
Ecs dees do Nassow bonk?”
“Yea, madame,” sin Mr. Matteson;
“what can we do for you ?”
She fished up from the depths of her
satchel apiece of paper which she handed
to tho teller in silence, but with her large
dull; eyes fixed full in bia. It was a cheek
for -SlA.I'.iU, purporting to have been drawn
by Warden, Mitchell dGo., of Springfield
Ohio. It was a large amount Jo pay to a
stranger and that strung, r a little brown
faced Herman woman, so Mr. Matteson
took a little time to examine tho check.
He invited the lady into the director’s
room, and there she was pleasantly enter
tained by the President. Iu answer to
questions very courteously put she said
that she was a widow, and that she cheek
she li id presented had been given her by
Mr. Warden in payment for the Ohio farm
which hud been bequ- at. and to her by her
husband. \\ bile she was being entertain
ed in the directors room, Mr. Matteson
wrs not. idle, After cxnmitig the check
carefully and comparing the signature with
that attached to a draft received a few
days before from Warden, Mitchell A Go.,
he was sslislh and that the chec-k was a for
gery ; but tlmt 1m might make no mistake,
ho elegraphed to Hpringfleld, Ohio, and
in a few moments received a reply that no
cheek for @19,400 had ever been paid by
Warden, Mitchell tVGo., for a young wid
ow’s farm. On receipt of this informa
tion, Mr. Matteson at once sent a messen
ger tVo- Superintendent Wailing, and that
official soon appeared at the hunk with de
tectives Brown arid Unit. Leaving the
detectives outside., the Superintendent en
tered the building and puule himself thor
oughly acquainted with the facts in regard
to the check, lie chatted with tho pretty
brunette, who represented herself as Mrs.
Caroline Pell; and leu rued from her that
her mother was waiting for her in the St.
Nicholas Hotel. \V hen informed by the
paying teller that the check was a forgery,
Mrs. Pell ser tiled much surprised and
grieved. She did not know that it was
bail, she said, and hoped that alio would
not be put tii any trouble about it. The
officers of the bank thought Hint she
should be detained. .“Oil, said Mu
pei latendent Walling, “let tile ludy g.;
lot her go."
Mrs. Poll departed, but di locMv- s Brown
and Hurt worn at her heels watching her
every moment, first she wended In r way
to spruce street, and made a survey of the
Tribune tower and Franklin at.duu-; then
she walked around the block in an inno
cent, abstracted way, nun ilmi, as t! ongti
seized with an idea, elm jumped into a
Third avenue ear. It was now plain that
she was fully alive to the fact that she was
watched and followed though she made
no sign. The detectives also entered the
ear, and when Mrs. Pull alighted utMpring
street, they got off too, and were again in
her wake as she sailed toward Broadway.
Hhc entered the hall-way of cno of the
buildings near (he corner, but as she
mounted tin-stairs detective Blown bended
her off. Without losing her presence of
mind, sho turned to Hart uud asked him
whether ho could speak German. “Oh
yos,” said the detective, anil forthwith the
little woman poured out to him in the
sweet language of the Yuterland the story
of her present troubles. “I am seeking
my mother, uud 1 cannot remember the
number of the office where l am to meet
her ”
"I)o you remember the’ name of tho per
son who occupies the oiiiee V" asked the
detective.
“No, unfortunately; but that makes no
difference. I think I will find her iVlHio
St. Nicholas hotel. \V; came from Spring
field the other day, end have been staying
at the St. Nicholas.”
•■Asyou are a stranger here,” said the
gallant Hart, “I will do myself the. honor
to escort you to the hotel,”
li was plain that Mrs. Poll did not want
an escort, but sho could not decline the
proffered courtesy, so she and her cavalier
crossed tiro street to the lit. Nicholas.
They inquired at the desk for Mrs. Pelt’s
mother, bat that lady was not there. De
tective Hart quickly as lied Llio clerk.ivhctii- j
er Mrs. Pell had rooms there. “No,” said i
the clerk, “no such person stops here, and
I have never seen that lady before.” •
Mrs. Pell was, at this interesting point,
on her way to the door. 8110 lmd appa
rently forgotten her mother, and wasaut
uully going away without bidding Detect-*
ivc Hart good-bye; or thanking him for his
courtesy. As she reached tho door Hart
placed liis hand lightly on her shoulder
and begged her to consider hershlf for the
time being liis prisoner. Mrs. Pell made
no outcry and offered no lesistancmby
word or deed, but went quietly with her
captor to the tombs. Justice Hmilh heard
the detectives story and remanded Mrs.
Pell for examination,
Slio was then taken to the police cen
tral office and loekoft up in one of the
cells. Up to this tithe she had manifested
no signs of trepidation, but on being con
signed to the bare and gloomy cell her
courage forsook her and she cried bitterly.
“Why am I palccd here ?” sho sanl plaint
ively in German. “Please let me go away
from this horrid place. I have done noth
ing wrong aud this is very cruel. ”
Superintendent Walling went down stairs
a short sime afterward and called upon her
with Detective Von Dericben, who spoke
to her in German, and drew from her the
following answers to his questions :
“My name is Caroline Peli. I arrived
here from Germany on Wednesday on the
steamer Schiller, I undestand but little
English, lam in mourning for my father,
who died before I left Germany. On the
passage to America I became acquainted
with an Aloise Hammer—or rather 1 be
came acquainted with him in hamlmig,
and came hero with him. This morning
he gave me a check and told me to get the
money for it, and then meet him at the
St. Nicholas hotel."
This is all that she'could bo induced to
say. During her examination by the de
tective she wept bitterly, aud protested
strongly against being made to suffer ig
nominy for tho wrong doing of others.
Yesterday sho was again taken before
Justice Smith, lit tho Tombs. She seem
ed to roullizo fully tho disgrace of her po--
Bition, and her pale face ami tearful eyes
won tho sympathy of ull who saw her. Mr.
Matteson, the paying teller of the Nassau
bank, testified to the presentation of the
cheek and to tho steps he took to deter
mine its diameter. The cashier, 'William
It. Rogers, detailed a conversation with
the prisoner while she was in the directors
room. Mrs. Pell, said sobbing!,y, “1 was
born in Austria; I am twenty years old.
Know nothing of the forgery of this cheek.
It was given to me by a man with whom I
ciinio to this country.”
Justice Smith held her in @O.OOO bail,
tuul iu default she was taken buck to her
cell in tho police central office.
No On’olls This Spring.
A li'tle bit of a man, wearing a bilious
looking plug hat and speaking iu child
like tones, was conducted out, and his
honor looked up and inquired:
‘Whyfor, thou seedling?"
‘l’m a prisoner, but I’m entitled to be
treated with respect!’ squeaked the little
man. standing 011 liis tip-toes and growing
red in the faee.
•Respectfully, your obedient servant,’
replied the court, waving his hand around
and letting it gently drop.upon a seek-uo
further.
‘I wont be made fun of—l tell you I
went!’ squeaked tho prisoner.
'Full! fun!’ repeated his honor. ‘Sir,
this is a serious world, wilh four pounds
of heartache to one old-fashioned grin.
No, sir I see no tun here. The charge
is being drunk and raising a great row—a
very serious thing.’
‘Who says 1 got drunk?’ squealed the
little man: 'who suys'l raise a great row? It
is a conspiracy to get me out of the neigh
borhood.’
‘Prisoner at the bar,’ said his honor
when the evidence was all in, ‘now is the
time to make a Fourth of July speech if
you are ever going to make one. If you
have any evidence hurl it ut me!’
Silence.
‘Darius Worthington Jones,’ resumed
tho court, after waiting for an answer,
‘you are chalked for eixlv days. You
wont be around when the first circus
strikes Detroit. Mayday will find you
making chairs, and June berries will have
ripened and vanished before wo gaze upon
your iiioo agni n. ’ —Detroit Free Prate.
The Debt Paid.
There were two hoys who lived in tho
north ’of Scotland. In childhood they
played together, but as they grew towards
manhood their pullm separated. Years
passed away and, they met again,
Imt not as they had parted. One of them
was a criminal, brought before the court
to i-'c- ive his sentence, and the other was
tlie'judge upon tho bench, who was to
pass th - sentence.
The iiri loner, recognizing in the judge
his former playmate, felt, hope spring up
within him. After Ida case bad been
stated, the judge culled for the book of
h.w. in which the penalty attached to the
crime wan written. The re were two ex
-11 cities, the Mealiest and the gnidest sum.
The prismft-r hoped that the judge, for
the ike of their old friendship, xximld
give, him the least; hut the judge oidereit
that he should pay the heaviest sum, a stun
so great, that he could not pay it, and
would therefore he condemned to life-long
imprisonment. His head sank in sadness
upon his breast when he beard the voice
of the judge, saying,—
"George, George, my old friend, I havo
judged you a, a just judge, anil now I
will save you aa a friend. I have indeed
fixed the heaviest penalty, lmt I intend to
pay it nil myself, and you arc free.”—l\e
li'jitnts ICx.
All this happened in the happy past, be
fore the days of reconstruction, or the ad
vent of that wonderful animal, the mod
ern carpet-bagger.
The Feeding Lover.
There is a frugal mind away up in the
Btate of Vermont. He lias a daughter who
has, until recently, felt pride in the pos
session of 11 beaux, Oil every Sunday, all
redolent of hair oil, and slicked up iu his
rig, the young man appeared at the resi
ih nee of the father of his inamorata. En
joying an appetite strong, regular, healthy
and not at all capricious, ho indulged in a
first class meal on every Sunday. Finally,
his visits ceased. The match was bro
ken it didn’t light. Thereupon the fath
er became irate, and sued the young limn
for the sniii of PVJ, being Si a dinner, for
fifty-two consecutive Sundays while court
ing, Now, this is business as is business.
The young mini gets out of it cheap at the ;
amount named. Such a father-in-law as
tlmt.woiild be worse than un assortment
of average mothers-in-law. But life is too
short to argue the matrimonial imbroglios,,
Go on, young man; you’ve had 11 lucky cs- 1
cape, but tho girl had a much luckier.
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... A N>b Y’otjno Man.—Remarkable
*nacl - d-promise cases seem a specialty in
England. One recently tried ntfcihrens
bnry was crrPiHily as carious in its way as
any yet reported anywhere, AMr Hurst,
a moral young man with soap-locks prob
ably, was engaged to a Miss Wye no, who
hud been accustomed to drink wine and
ale at home. Mr. Hurst didn’t want any
liquor about his house, and Miss Wynne
promise to give it lip, but just before the
day appointed for the wedding she wrote
him tin’s little note: “Dear Tom: About
the drink, and yon not allowing it to come
into your house. My mother has always
let me have n little at dinner and bills.
J do mu think I conhl promise you to do
without it if you wish riftv” Thus wrote
Miss Wynne, but the narrow-minded big
ot of a sweethavt chose to look upon her
us a lmd daughter of Heth, mid so broke
off the engagement. Then came the breach
of promise suit. The jury had a heavy
burden laid upon them. There came sleek
lawyers into court thanking God that their
client was riot ns other men are and asking
a verdict of approval for such a model of
true goodness. The jury heard the testi
mony and retired and brought in a verdict
and that good young man is likely in the
future to prosper better than ever, because
he’ll have less money to tempt him into
evil. The verdict of tho jury was against
him and the verdict of public opinion was
“served him right.”
Two Irishmen traveling on the Balti
more and Ohio railroad track’came to a
mile post when one of them said: “Tread
aisy, Fat; here lies a man 108 years old—
liis name was Miles from Baltimore.”
IA Little Story That Was Told at Tho
Wrong Time.
‘Will you ho mine forever? I hope—
will you marry me?’ ho stauiered out, nev
er in nil his life having propounded a
question so difficult to articulate.
‘Oh, dear I said the girl; ‘what shall I
do? phase let me think about it. ) will
give you my. answer next Sunday evening.
I can’t answer now. ’
This was Wednesday night.
‘So you want to take four days in which
to decide, do you?’ asked the jmmi:ili..t,
all the assurance of his guild returning to
hear him up in the eiirergouey.
•Oh, yea, four days,’ murmured tho girl,
‘tis only a litto while.’
A happy thought struck tho young man.
110 was much given to illustration by an
ecdote. Why should ho not Ulustnoo the
present case? Ho lie said; ‘Dnrl you
remind mo of au old Dutch judge down
in one of tho Mohawk conn lies of New
York.’
‘llow in the name of goodness do I ro
! mind yon of au old Dutch judge? inquired
tho astonished girl, Opening her gentle
hrowtl eyes with wonder.
•We ll,’ began tho rvrotch coolly, 'a good
many years ago the Whigs of .Schenec
tady comity, Now Nork, elected to tho
office of County Judge uud Surrogate an
old Mohawk Dutch farmer, who know no
more about tho law than a stroi t car mule
knows about love. 'The first case that
camfl before tho J udge was a suit for dam
ages involod in tho opening of a road
through a man’s furm, that was tried lio
foreJiim without aj jury. After lie had
heard all the testimony and arguments of
the attorneys, lie elevated liis 1175 pounds
of solemnity to a perpendicular position,
and made tho following speech:
‘Hhentuemuns:—-1 iiaf listened to dur
teshdiiuony uni der arguments von tier
gounsel, mit a great teal of liatience tint
much uddenshuu, nnt, I haf become bro
fowntly imbressed mit dor great import
ance of dot gase. It is a gaso, vieh iu
volfs ninny nish boints of jurisbrndenoe,
mid vieh requires a grout teal of teliberation.
Before, in view of the great imboidunco
I of dot gusc, tint in order dat tho delibera
j shun may pe ops, 1 fed py dia court, I shall
! dhako four days in vieh to decide dot gaze,
j but shall eff'entuaily find shudgifient for
i der bliiintiffi'
Somehow this beautiful illustration did
not seem to produce 11 happy effect. The
young lady’s dignity scorned to rise as the
story progressed, until, when she heard
the last of it ami the beauty of the illus
tration dawned upon her mind she quickly
remarked:
’I don't think I shall require the four
days, I can decide now, and I shall find
| judgment in the Case for the defendant,
j I don't believe that any limn who was in
earnest, would tell such a story as that un
der any circumstances.’
Then she glanced at the watch, and re
! marked she had not thought it was so late,
j The young mini put on Ids hut and over-
I emit auil walked down tho front steps,
j lutumuriug to himself that ho was always
: putting his foot in it.
Arab Horse Maxims.
Whoso raise th and traineth a horse for
tho Lord is counted in the number of those
who give alms day uud night, in private
as well as public, lie will find ids re
ward. All his sins will be forgiven him,
.and never will any fear coma over him
and dishonor liis heart.
Let your colt be domesticated and live I
with you from liis tenderest a£e, and when
a horse ho will be simple, docile, faithful;
and inured to hardship and fq^iguo.
If you have your horse to serve you on !
j the day of trial, if you desiro him then to
! lie a horse of truth, make him sober, ac
customed to hard work uud iiioccessibe to
fear.
Do not heat your horses, nor speak to
them in a loud tone of voice; do not ho 1
angry with them, but kindly reprove their 1
faults; they will do better thereafter, for I
they understand tho language of man and
its meaning.
If you havo a long dady’s journey be
fore you, spare your horse at the start;
let him frequently walk to recover his
wind. Continue this until he lias sweated
and dried three times, and you may ask
him whatever you please, he will not leave
you iu difficulty.
Use your horse as you do your leathern
bottle; if you open it gently and gradually
you can easily control the water within,
but if you open it suddenly the water
escapes at We e, and nothing remains to
quench your thirst.
Never let your horse run up or down
hill, if you can avoid it. On the contra
ry, slacken your pace. “Which do you
prefef,” was asked of a horse, “ascent or
decent?” “A curse be 011 their point of
meeting!” was the answer.
Make your horse work and work again.
Inaction and fat are tho great perils of a
horse, and the main eulise of all liis vices
and disease.
Observe your horse when ho is drinking
at a brook. If in bringing down liis,
head he remain square, without bending
hi- limbs, he possesses sterling qualities
mid all parts of his body arc bait symmet
rically.
Four things he must hnvo broad—front
chest, loins and limbs; four things long—
neck, breast, fore arm and croup; and
four things short —pasternu, back, cars
and tail.
Tun Housewife's Tahoe.— Tho follow
ing is a very valuable housewife's table,
by which persons not having scales and
weights at hand may readily measure the
article wanted to form any recipe without
the trouble of weighing, allowance to be
made for au extraordinavy dryness or \
moisture of the article weighed or mens- j
ured:
Wheat flour, 1 pound is 1 quart.
Indian meal, 1 pound 2 ounces are 1
quart.
Butter, when soft, 1 pound is 1 quart;
Loaf sugar, broken up, 1 pound is 1
' quart.
White sugar, powdered, 1 pound 1 ounce
* are 1 quart.
Best brown sugar, 1 pound 2 ounces are
1 quart.
Ten eggs are 1 pound.
Sixteen large tablespoonfuls aro 1 jiint.
Eight large table spoonfuls are $ pint.
Four large tablespoonfuls are I gill.
Two gills are a half pint.
A common-size tumbler holds half a
pint.
An ordinary teacup is 1 gill.
A large wine glass is 1 pill.
A large tahlespooufull is half an ounce.
Forty drops ure equal to 1 teaspoon fill.
Four teaspoopfuls ale equal to 1 table
spoonful.
MISCELLANEOUS.
The variety of kisses introduced in the
Beecher business is calculated to amaze
people who do their kiasng withmit analy
sis. There has been the paroxysmal kiss,
tlie in ipirational kiss, tho impulsive kiss,
tho enthusiastic kiss , aud the holy kiss ;
the kiHs of reconciliation, the kiss of grace
mercy and peace, and tho kiss mutual.
The other kissea are reserved for tho re
buttal testimony. It would not do to
bring them out uii at once; there is a limit
to human endurance.
Farmers ie Maine nre sending apples to
England and getting @l2 a barrel for them.
I No winder they can afford to buy all their
breadstuff's.
A witness iu a lawsuit described tho
! poverty at' a field of corn as follows : The
crop was so stunted and short that the
: toads could sit uu their haunches and pick
bugs off tho tassels.
There’s nothing kills a man so soon as
! having nobody to find fault with but liim
: elf. It's a deal the best way of being mas
ter I o lot somebudy else do tho ordering,
and keep the ordering in your own hands.
It would save many a man a stroke, I be
lieve. (Jtor ye Klliol.
The Brittish house of lords consists of
five princes of the blood, twenty-eight
dukes, thirty-two marquises, one hundred
and rev; uty-nuo earls, thirty-seven vis
count'i, twenty-six prelates, and ono hun
dred and ninety-two barons.
hiding that there nre half ft million
; word. - ., luorc-or loss, In the Gernnm lan
guage, it’s a fortiVinite circumstance tlpit
: the spelling of each and every one ii ex
sully indicated by the pronunciation, ren
| during spelling matches unnecessary, if
not impossible.
A lugubrious looking individual, r.p
prntichitig a musician, asked him iu earn
est and melancholy tones, “Friend, do
! you know man’s chief cud ?” Tho inno-
I cent fiddler cheerfully replied: “No, sir,
lmt if you’ll whistle it I’ll play iti”
111 some of the colder states the saloon
business lm3 ceased to bo profitable. The
four saloons of Hutchins, lovvo, have been
closed because the wile of a man who frozo
to death while drunk on their whiskey
went into court aud got a verdict of @2,800
against each of the proprietor*.
President Porter, of Yale, recently gave
Hie following laconic advice to tho students
in the course of an extended address :
“Don’t drink. Don’t chew. Don’t swear.
Don’t deciove. Don’t read novels. Don’t
marry until you can support a wife. Bo
earnest. Re self-reliant. Be genorons.
Be civil. Read tho papers. Advertise
yonr business. Make money, ami do good
i with it. Love God uud your follow men.’
The French nation from the earliest
| period of history has been the leading na
tion of Europe, its original races long dia
puted tho supremacy of the all conquering
Romans. They gave to Roman literature
! Hume of the most elegant writers. Cicero
j learned eloquence from one of their teaeh-
I eis, uud Ciosar acquired in Glial new arts
of war. All through the middle ages, iu
■ the.crusades, in the great national wars, iu
the religious commotions of tho sixteenth
| century, their gallantry was the conspic
uous splendor of the times. Their writers
! have since electrified human thought; their
; brave deeds have to volution rz; and modern
politics; their more elegant arts havo been
1 tho despair of all other peoples, and their
Manners tho stumbira 01 whatever was pol
ished, duteous, graceful, aud pieusfhg in
address.
A Wonderful Operation.
A child was born in a well-to-do family,
| in Queen Ann county, Md., with tho most
remarkable deformity we ever lieartj of,
having no nose nor upper lip, with a part
J of I lie upj'. r jaw, containing six rudiuieiit
ary teeth, turned up and solid to the fore
head boue where it should join to ttmuose
The throat was so exposed that ull tho
motions of swallowing and tho wind-pipe
could be easily seen. The most ustouisu
ing part is to bu told, that the child recov
ered from the operation and tho deformity
1 was removed.
The operation was horrifying in appeuv
j alien to those who assembled to witness it.
lAs tho surgeon. Dr. Charles Green, of
1 Fhiladelpliiu was cutting tho upper jaw
; hone from tho forehead, tho grating noise
[ produced was too much for their sensitive
; nerves to hear, so one by one left the room
until but one person remained, this u mid
dle aged ludy, deserving of much praise
for her generous and lieroio conduct. Tho
child had been bandaged to aboard before
t ho operation began, and her firmness en
abled tho surgeon to complete what ho
otherwise would have given up. She seized
the board to which the child was fastened,
uud closing her eyes, held oat to the last.
The operation consisted iu taking out a
poritou of the upper jaw and six teeth, the
nose was made by taking tlosh from tlin
forehead, and the upper lip was formail
by taking flesh from each check. The op
eration was done ut, tell o’clock on Mon
day, and the dressing was removed 011 Sat
urday following, when it was found that
the new nose, lip, &e., were perfectly uni
ted. Tlio child now presents us pretty a
little face as any one would w ish to see,
the whole expression being changed, ns it
were, !.y magic, the children no longer
running away from it, but showing partic
ular fondness for its company.
Sharp Shooting.
“Father, what does a printer live on?”
“Live on? the same aa other folks of
course. Yv by do you ask, Johnny?”
“Because you raid you hadn’t paid any
thing for your paper, aud the printer still
sends it to yon."
"Wife spank that boy.”
“1 shau,t do it.”
“Why not!”
"Because there is 110 reason to.”
"No reason? Yes there is. Spunk him, I
tell you, and put him to bed.”
“I shau’t do any such tiling, what in
tho world do you want him spanked for?”
“lie is too smart.”
“Weil, that comes of your marrying mo. ‘
“What do yon mean?”
“1 mean just this, that the boy is smar
ter than his father, and you cannot deny
it. He knows enough to seo that man,
printer or no printer, cannot live on noth
ing; and I should think you would be ash
amed of yourself not to know us much.
♦.<>
A Fihemess Stove.—A fireless stove, aa
it is called, is now being tried by a street
car company in Columbus, Ohio. It is
described as a small iron box contains the
the necessary pipes and valves, and is
fiiied with water. The heat is supplied
at, the depot. A small upright boiler, not
higher than n limn ordinary stature, and
consuming no more coal than a largo heni
ing stove, supplies the stream. By means
of rubber hose, the steam is introduced
into the stove through a pipe which pro
jects from tho ontsii.e of the car. In a
short time the condensed steam beats the
water to 212 degrees, and the car is heated
and ready for travel, Iu a trip of one
mile and return, occupying about foil x
minir, s lh>. ovu only looses about thirty
degrees of heat. Then another charge of
steam is given, and’the temperature of
the car is kept pleasant constantly.
NO. 2.