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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. ♦ • ♦- ... 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.