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GALLAHER'S INDEPENDENT, PUBLISHED EVERY SATURDAY AT QUITMAN, GA., BY J. C. GALLAHER. TKH.MS OF SUBSCRIPTION TWO DOLLARS per Annum in Advance. RICH, BUT HONEST ! Poor, but hone*t—let’s chance the tong, It ha beu sung so long, so long; Cast not a slur on the poor man's state, Bound by the iron hand* of Fate. Honest and true it* the poor man’s heart, Bravely striving to act hia part ; This is the time to change the song. He is rich, bat honest and strong, Rich, but honest!—this is the tale, That each true heart with Joy must hail - Rich, but honest I—not by stealth Has be gainod his noble balls of wealth. Not from the blood of the toiler’s heart, Not from the widow’s njeagre part, Not from the orphan’s portion small, Not from a struggling brother's Not from mean and sordid greed, That never a tale of woe could heed ; Not from Oppression’s rank and flic* Not from treacherous arts aud guile. Rich, but honest!—grand and strong. Truth and honor to him belong— Honor that bids his conscience hold Nothing like iil-bcgottcn gold. Giving each man his portion duo, Holding ihe scales of justice true - Bcoming each dark, dishonest deed, That might a trusting soul mislead. Foor, but honest!—let’s change the song. It has leen sung too long, too long: Well Hing for an—let the truth prevail— Rich, but honest! All hail! all bail! THE FATAL LARIAT. "What docs that pile of rock moan ? ” “A little distance from that white oak ? ” "Yes, just at the break of the hill." "Well, there’s a romantic story connec ted with that pile of rock, which was told me by the old padre who sometimes passes a week at the Mission." We were riding side by side through the pleasant valley in the Ban Antonio triet, where the oldest mission in Monoray county, California, was established. My companion was on a flying tour through the sheep districts, to see what stock he could pick up for anew rancho of his further north. “1 will let you bavo all the facts the parde gave me as soon as wo arrive at the Mission. We shall rest there for a couple of hours, and tliore may be a small tap of wine to wash down the dust of the south ern road. ” “Heaven grant it," said I, as the long abode church lay but half a mile before us. In ten minutes we drew rein before the arched i>rtal of the Mission, dismounted, and giving our horsesiu charge to a sleepy Indian who was puffing a cigaiito to the sun, wo entered the Mission garden. It was a neglected spot, luxuriant in roses and hollyhocks, between which grew the tall mustard, ami the vines were wild and untrimmed. Iu tho centre stood a rained fabric that had once served as a sort of anmiiieV-house, or lounging place for the padres to sip their wiuo of summer eveuings. Here wo sat down, and before a bottle of white wine, which my friend had foraged from the Mexican iu charge of the Mission, and a chicken gisado fresh from the coals, he told the story of Spanish love ttud revenge : Twenty years ago, a wealthy and influen tial Spaniard lived and prospered on the Ohitos ranch, about ten miles to the south ward of the Mission. Don Fitipo do Agui lar boasted of the pure Castilian blood, and his wife was the proudest lady in the southern country. They wore hospitable people, and at the Bodea or Caxrono time, the large abode house was filled with guests. His daughter, Carlotta, was n beautiful girl, and as proud of her unmix ed blood as her old father. "Well, ns a matter of comats she was a prize worth tlio getting, mid every young, good-looking Spaniard in tlio neighbor liood displayed his riding powers m tins fieM, or tinkled the guitar in the house to captivate the young Carlotta. She laughed and was kind to all but never showed a preference. "The Don, when his daughter was in her nineteenth year, looked hiuiself with a matrimonial eye, for tho most likely suitor for Carlotta. Don Juan de la Guerra, a widower some forty years of age, and with many broad leagues at his back, appeared the most likely. So he received an invi tation to pass a week at tho Oliitos. Ho came, aud saw, but did not conquer, for Carlotta laughed at his antique Castilian manners, ridiculed his pretentions to her hand, aud mimicked his singing. Aguilar therefore gave itp the idea of choosing himself a son-in-law and waited patiently until the favored man should appear. "Anastasia Gomez boro an unenviable reputution in tho southern country. His principal business was dealing monte, and though now and then, when dead broke, lie took a hand at the rodeo, yet honest labor was something to which lie outer tained a constitutional aversion. He war handsome, and quite mild look ing, such as none would suspect of being a deadly pistol shot, and a man in some way or other connected with every bad scrape in the district. It was whispered that he was associated with a band of desperadoes —professional horse thieves, whose lives in a settlement would notb'a worth a dog’s. Still, notwithstanding these rumors, Go mez carried a bold frott, and none dared to charge him to his face with any of his misdeeds. “Out '.agust evening, os tire Don and his daug. Vsr were sitting under the cool piazza of ike rancha, a stranger rode up, and hitching his horse to the fence, dis mounted. Aguilar invited him to a glass of wine, even before the ceremony of an introduction ; for where houses are far apart a strange face is always welcome. " ‘My name is Gomez,’said the stranger, after partaking of the Don’s hospitality. ■“A good name, Senor,’-said Aguilar, courteously, ‘though in this part of the country we have one who does it no honor. “‘I have heard of him ; a hard case I beliove.’ “ ‘None worse. I lost a fine stallion some mouths ago, and I’m inclined to credit that scamp with it. ’ ‘And my favorite mare, father,’ said Carlotta, ‘went a week ago ; I suppose we’ll have to givo Gomez credit for that, too. ’ "The guest, who stated that he had just ridden from Monterey, united with his host in lamenting the existence of those bands of wandering desperadoes who in terfere so materially with the prosperity of the country. Of himself, he stated that he was a storekeeper from San Diego, who had been making some purchases in Mon terey, and was on his way home. “The evening passed pleasantly. The Don found a good listener and an agreea ble talker in his guest. He was willing to hear all the family traditions, and told some thrilling stories of his adventures in South America and Mexico. Carlotta, too, was pleased with the stranger. He had an cxeellcr 4, voice, and paid the compli ments the Spanish women love so much, in an easy, oflf-.'.and way that contrasted (Eallalrr's fnkpeitktit VOL. 111. strongly with the clumsy admiration of the lute suitor, Don Juan. “Could you not remain a wock or so with us 1 ’ said Aguilar, iw ho showod his guest his chamber. “ ‘Willingly,’ replied Gomez ; I havo so arranged my business that I am in no hurry to return to San Diego, aud I hope some day to return your hospitality.] ‘‘Gomez seemed an Admirable Crichton in the eyes of Aguilar and his daughter. So affable, so accomplished was lie, that the old Don thought if bo were only sure of his financial standing he would make an excellent partner for Carlotta. Aguilar, as tho time of his guest’s de parture grew near, announced to his daugh ter that he would give n ball, and accord ingly invitations were issued to the sur rounding vancheros. Gomez did not seem delighted with tho coming festivities, and declared that he was a poor dancer, and indeed cared little for amusements of that description. Three days before the ball, Carlotta and Gomez walked up and down together iu tho vineyard adjoining the house. “ ‘I shall often think of tho Ohitos, I assure von,’ said lie, ‘and of tho very pleas ant visit I have had.’ "Nor shall wo forgot yon ; aud when ever yon go to Monterey again, you must come over to the ranch.” "They sat down iu an arbor by the boundary wall, and for somo moments both wore silent. “I have had many ventures in my life,’ said Gomez, “but now shall take a chance greater than all; I love , yon, Carlotta ; and he looked boldly at the brown eves that were fixed on the purple grapes that drooped to the ground beside them. "For a moment sho seemed ns if she wns struggling bet ween pride and love ; pride for the bold, abrupt wooing, aud love for the handsome youth who dared to tako her heart by storm. But love con quered, and Gomez had the Don’s proud daughter iu his arms, blushing and sob bing. “Your father will not oljcct, my dar ling," he murmured. "My family is as proud and wealthy as his own ; but if lie ] does, you will trust alfto mo ?” "Everything—everything,” sho whis- * pored, and arm iu arm they entered tho iiouso. By the advice of lior lover. Carlotta kept, their secret from the Don when he returned. Aud she felt a little uneasy at the concealment, for she argued, is it not better that now, before Gomez departs, our miuds should be set at rest ? Htill she obeyed, and for the first time felt a sense of restraint and restlessness in the pres ence of her father. j■<)n the morning of tho festival day, Gomez did not appear at breakfast, but excused himself snying ho suffered from a severe headache. Carlotta sent him a fra grant cup of tea prepared by her own bands, and a message that ho should get well for the hall. “Dinner came, and he was still too ill to appear; hut lie sent a little note to Car lotta, stating that it would l>e impossible for him to be up at the ball, but that ho would think of her, and not to make herself too agreeable to the gallant. “Carlotta, strange to any, had no sym pathy with her mother, who mostly kept her bed-room ns a confirmed invalid ; though this evening Madame Agnilor ap peared in nil antique brocade dress for the hall ; aud though Carlotta was longing for a confident, still the cold, languid indif ference of her mother chilieiWser, and she kept her own course.” Soon the guests began to arrive; tho men on horseback, the ladies in wagons, and some of the lat ter riding en pillion. The large lmll was lighted up and two violin and three gui tars composed the orchestra. “Carlotta was belle of tho evening, and happy in her newly found love, danced and talked, atul sang with an esprit that made the hearts of the young Spaniards nclie. The Don and liis old friend De la Guer ra paced the veranda and discoursed of the grand prospects —cattle and grain, and all those tilings pertaining to tlicir pur suits. “ ‘You have heard of that desperado Gomez?’ said Don Juan. ‘‘Not only heard of him, hut suffered from his desperations,” said Agnilor. “ ‘Well, lie appears to have forsaken the country. Tim monte houses have not seen him, and it is rumored lie lias taken tip his quarters in Mexico. I wonder what our friends below will think of this speci men of a California ruffian. ’ “ ‘Shoot him, probably, the first time lie attempts his old tricks. As you men tioned tlio name I remember my guest. I have a Gomez on a visit with mo at pres ent—a storekeeper form San Diego, and a most entertaining gentleman. ’ “ ‘ls he in the ball room ?’ “ ‘No, he is confined to his chamber by a nervous headache. Excuse me for a minute. I shall ask him if he feels better ; or suppose we smoke a cigarette in his room ; I think lie is getting up.’ “Don Aguiler tapped at the door, and receiving no reply, entered the room, fol lowed by Don Juan. Gomez was asleep one hand hanging over the bedsido and the other beneath his handsome head. Don Juan gripped his companion’s arm, and drew him from tLe bed-room to the piazza. “ ‘My God I’ he whispered, ‘do you know who your guest is ?’ “‘What I told you; but why are you so agitated ? What is the matter ?’ ‘‘‘Matter! Why that, is Anastasia Gomez himself—the gambler, the murder er, the horse-thief. How could you linvo been deceived ?’ “ ‘You amaze me. I had never seen this man before, and can hardly believe it possible that he ia. identical with that scoundrel.’ “ ‘ln your ball-room is Mendez, the brother of a young man who was shot in a saloon by Gomez four weeks ago.’ “ ‘Ay, shot like a dog because he de served it!’ said a deep voice beside them ; and Anastasia Gomez, dressed and armed, stood on the piazza. His eyes blazed with excitement, and ho actually towered above the frightened old man. “Aguiler,” he continued, “two days ago I received n promise of marriage from your daughter. I did not expect to fool vou into a consent, but I expected to take her with me. Now Igo to joiu the ball.” “The Don stood motionless from amaze ment, and when he rushed to the door of the ball-room ho saw Gomez approaching his daughter, while the startled guests fell back on either side. She was leaning on the arm of yonmr Mendez, who the mo ment he saw Gomez, uttered a sliont of rage, and sprang toward his brother’s murderer. ' Gomez drew bis revolver & fired one QUITMAN, GrA., FRIDAY, JULY 9, 1875. shot at Mendez, and then, as tho crowd pressed on him, lie dashed through the open window, hotly pursued by Mendez, who had escaped the ball. The desperado spraug tlpon a vaqueo’s horse that stood hitohed to the fence and was oil like mi ar row in the darkness. A pursuit was at once organized, but when some twenty men started, Mendez was nowhere to be found. An Indian boy said that ho Baw Mendez mount n few moments after Go tnez rode off, and follow him at headlong speed. The next morning, just where that heap of rocks is piled, tlio body of Mendez was found, a lariat around his neck, and from [the appearance of the corpse it seemed that it had boon dragged somo distance. The general opinion was, that Gomez, finding his pursuer close on his heels, had untied tho larriat hanging at his saddle bow, lasoocd Mendez, and strangled him." "And how about tho Don and his daughter ?” "Old Aguiler was like a raging lion for six mouths afterward. Carlotta protended to laugh at. tho assertion of the outlaw, Gomez, that sho had promised to love him, and called him an impudent rascal. But the sequel told a difforeut tale. Of Gomez nothing was heard for several months. At last it wns rumored that Go mez had been seen in Ban Antonio Dis trict. The old Don swore that if ho ever saw the scamp ho would shoot him down like a pole-cat. ‘‘One morning Carlotta Aguilar was missing, and neither father nor mother, nor kith, nor kin, ever hoard of her again.” "ltan off with Gomez, of course, said I, as the narrator lighted a fresh cigarito. "Bueh was tho general impression ; but I have told you all the padre gave me. Bo now to horse ; tho afternoon is cool, and the remainder of our lido will ho pleas ant. ” - 4* —■ Great Guns. It was thought by onr government, not long ago, that a fifteen inch cast iron gun, aide to throw a 500 lbs. ball a distaneo of tliroo miles, was about ns big a thing in tho way of armament as would over be wanted. And so the forts in New York harbor and other places were supplied with them at great expense. Tho visitor at Forts Ham ilton and Tompkins, down tlio bay, will see long rows of these grim monsters, ar ranged in battle line, vainly waiting for employment against floating enemies. Compared with more recent guns they are now mcro pigmies, of no sort of conse quence, and tins quicker they nro broken up and removed the better. Mr. MenelauH, now president of the Iron and Steel Institute, England, says : “ Mr. Ijongsden informs mo that they are mak ing at Essen, at the present time, I t inch guns of steel, which weigh, when finished, 57} tons, currying a shot of 9 cut. 9} Eng lish mil tut, using a charge of 210 lbs. of gunpowder. They nro about to make steel guns of the followtng capacities aud weights : rs| inch bore, 80 feet long, weighing 82 tons, using 300 lbs. of pow der, with a shell ef 1,500 lbs. weight ; guns of 18 inch bore, 82 feet (> inches long, weighing 125 tons, using 440 lbs. of pow der, with a shell of 2,280 Urn. weight, Mr. Longsden demurely adds : ‘lt is calcula ted. for the pro rent, that these gnus will be heavy enough to destroy any armor a ship can carry.* In gloating over the des tructive prope: ties of these weapons, he is leaving out of his calculation, perhaps, the flash of lightning ships which Mr. Heed is about to build, and which may, under smart management, be able to get out of the wny of such a conspicuous ob ject os a shell weighing over a ton, even when fired*with about a quarter of a ton of gunpowder. A Vicious Horse Cured bv Kindness. At n recent meeting of the farmers’ club of tho American Institute in New York city, a letter from President Ely was read, as follows : I lmvo received a communication con taining a story about a horse which I think ought to he read and published in tho re port of the club meltings; “A horse in Farmington, formerly driven in a meat cart, was bought by its present owner at a very low price, because reputed vicious. He would bite, rear, kick, run away ; was utterly uncontrollable. Boon afterciiang ing masters the people who liad called the purchase a foolish one were surprised at the difference in the horse’s conduct. He would go fast or slow ns desired ; stop in stantly at ‘When ! ’ follow his master, come at his call mid rub his head on his shoulder. What had made the change ? Not force ; the poor horse had been beaten, kicked and starved before, and grown more and more stubborn. No ;he was well fed, well bedded, well watered ; not over-driven or over loaded ; never whipped, kicked or scolded. Kind words were given him, and now and then an apple or a lump of sugar. No gentler, safer, more faithful horse went on tho road. But, Indian fashion, ho forgot neither benefit nor injury. Occasionally, when in harness, he saw his former master. Then, invariably, all the fire of his nature was aroused. His eyes rolled, ho champed his bit, and showed an intense desiro to get hold of liis enemy. Only the voice and careasing hand of his kind new owner could quiet him. What a power is kind ness—the power that even the Almighty loves bust to use I ” That New Motor. Tho new motor, not only as a fact, bnt as a useful and enormous addition to the sum-total of human happiness, ia, it is claimed, almost within the limits of reali aation. It is continently predicted that, within thirty days, a train of Pullman ears will be drawn from Philadelphia to New York without steam, electricity, hot air, or any other motive power. This, indeed, is a substantial promise, the basis of which can easily and soon ho examined. The now motor, as we took occasion to explain some weeks ago, was invented, or discov ered, by John W. Kecley. Since our first statement some new developments have been made. The whole matter, it appears, is in the bauds of a stock company com posed chiefly of Philadelphia and New York capitalists, who have paid in $250,- 000, and hold stock to a nominal value of $1,000,000. They are perfectly sanguine of the success of the enterprise, but are not themselves in possession of Keeley’s secret. There is reason to fear, therefore, that possibly the ingenious Koeley may not be a public benefactor after all ; and that the wonderful pressure of 2.000 to 15,000 pounds which has been attained through a machines 36 inches high, 24 long, and thirteen wide, will disappear al together when used in an engine of k any large size.— Ch.icu.yo Tribune. BURIED ALIVE. Strange Authentic Stories of Persons En tombed While Living. Wo select tho following oases well au thenticated: THE CASE OF VtCrroniKE LAFOUROADn. Viotoriue Eafourcudo, young, beautiful, and accomplished, had a great number of admirers. Among them was a journalist named James Bosaouet, whoso chances of being tlio most successful suitor seemed to be tho best., when suddenly Viotoriue, contrary to all expectation, accepted the hand of a rich banker named Renello, Bossouel was inconsolable, and his honest heart, ached all the more when ho learned that the marriage of his lady-love was un happy'. Ilenollo neglected his wife in every possible wny, aud finally began to mnl-treat her. This state of things lasted two years, when Viotorine died—at least so it was thought. She was entombed in a vault of the cemetery of her native town. Jules Bossouet assisted at the ceremony. HI ill true to his love, ami well nigh beside him self with grief, he conceived the romantic idea of breaking oponjtlie vault and secur ing a look of tho deceased’s hair. That night, therefore, when all was still, lie scaled tho wall of tho cemetery, and, by a circuitous route, approached tho vault. When he had broken open tho door and entered the vault he lighted a candle and proceeded to orvN Tim coffin. At the moment when he bent over tho supposed corpse, scissors in hand, Viotor iuo opened her eyes ami stared him full in the face. He uttered a cry and sprang hack; and immediately recovering his self-possession, ho turned to tho o< flin, covered its occupant’s lipa with kisses, aud soon had the satisfaction of seeing her in full possession of all her faculties. When Victorino was sufficiently recovered, they left the churchyard and went to Bessonovs residence, where a physician administered such remedies ns were necessary to effect tlio complete recovery of the unfortunate woman. This proof of Bossonot’s lovo naturally made n deep impression on Vic torino. Hho repented her first fickleness, aud resolved to fly with the romantic Jules to America, There they lived happily to gether, without, however, being able to fully overcome their longing to return to their native land. Finally their desire be come so strong to revisit tho scenes of their youth that they decided to brave the danger attendant on a return aud em barked at New York for Havre, where they arrived in July 1839. Victorina, in the interim, had naturally changed very great ly, and Jules felt confident that her former husband would not recognize her. In this hope lie was disappointed. liouollo had the keen eye of u financier, and recognized Victnrinc at the first glance. This strunge drama ended with a suit brought by tho banker for the recovery of his wife, which was decided against him ou tho ground that his claim was outlawed. Tho scene of the following two cases, with which wo shall end our review, is iu England: One Edward Blapleton died aa was supposed -of typhus fever. The disease lmd been attended by such strange phenomena throughout that the physi cians were desirous to make a post mortem examination of the case. Tho relatives, however, positively refused their consent. The physicians consequently decided to steal the body—-not an unusual thing in England—in order to satisfy their curiosi ty. They communicated with a band of rascals who at that time made a business of stealing bodies, and tliroo days after the funeral had the body of Stapleton at the dissecting-room of a neighboring clinic. When they made tho first incision, which was across the abdomen, they were struck with the fresh appearance of tho flesh, and tho clearness and limpidity of the blood. One of the physicians proposed that they should subject the body to tho notion of a galvanic buttery. This tlioy did, and ob tained abnormal results; tho movements and contractions of the muscles were more powerful than are usually observed. To ward evening a young student suggested that, they should make an incision iu the pectoral muscles, and introduce the poles of the battery into the wound. This was done, when, to their amazement the body rolled from the table, remained a secondjor two on its feet, stammered oat two or three unintelligible words and then fell heavily to tho floor. For a moment Iho learned doctors were confounded, but soon re gaining their presence of mind, they saw that K tuple ton was still alive although lie had again fallen into his former lethargy. They now applied themselves to resusci tating him, in which they were successful. He afterward said that during tho whole of the time lie wns fully conscious of his condition, and of what was passing around him. Tho words ho attempted to utter were: “I AM ALIVE !” A somewhat similar experience was that, of an English artillery officer who, in a fall from his liorso, had fractured his skull, and was trepanned. He’wns in a fair wny to recover, when one day he fell into a lethargy so profound that he was thought to bo dead, and in due time, was buried. The following day, beside the grave _in which he had boon interred, another citi zen of London was buried, and at last one of the assistants chanced to stand on it. Suddenly the man cried out, that ho felt the ground move under his feet ns though the occupant of tho grave would find his way to the surface. At first tho man was thought to be the victim of an hallucina tion, but the Earnestness with which be persisted attracted the attention of a con stable, who caused the grave to be opened. They found that the officer had forced the coffin lid, and had made a partially suc cessful effort to raiso himself up. Ho rvas entirely unconscious when they got him out, hut it was evident that an effort to extricate himself had been made but a short time before. He was carried to a hospital near by, where tho physicians, ofter a time, SUCCEEDED IN BEHUSOITATINO HIM. He stated that, for an hour before his last swoon, ho was fully conscious of the awful situation ho was in. Tho grave had fortunately been very hastily and lightly filled with clay, and hero and them the continuity of the mass had been broken by large stones, which allowed the air to penetrate as far down as the coffin. Ho had tried in vain to make his cries heard, and finally, partly in consequence of hav ing an insufficient supply of air, and partly in consequence of the mental agony he suffered, he had fallen into the uncon scious state in which he was found. Another Englishman describes what he experienced,’while lying in a coffin in a p.rfecUy coru-ciou-j state, in tho following words: "It would be impossible to find words that would express the ngony and despair that I suffered. Every blow of tho hammer with which they nailed down my coffin-lid went through my brain like the echo ef a death knoll. 1 would uover havo believed that the liumau heart could endure such terrible agony aud not burst into pieces. .When they let mo slowly down into tho ground, I distinctly heard tho neiso the coffin made every time it rubbed against tho sides of tho grave.” This man also awoke under the knife of a doctor. He, like,Stapleton, had boon stol en, mid carried to the dissecting-room of a medical school. At the moment the professor made a slight incision down tho abdomen the spell was broken, and he sprang to his feet. Gen. Fitzhugh Lee. The following is the full text of Gen. Fitzhugh Lee’s recent speech, delivered at. Norfolk, Vn: Fellow Citizens:-—I come forward, re sponsive to your calls, to thank you for this very flattering reception. I went to boston as a guest of your own "Artillery Blues,” not becauso I expocted to havo a pleasant trip and a good time, but I hope for a higher, holier purpose—for the good of onr State, our people, and all sections of a common country. OU I hew I wish I lmd time to tell you of the reception ac corded to us by those people of Boston—of tho enthusiastic crowds that greeted us on every occasion—how the streets wore lined with people pouring Out their welcomes to us nr.d bidding us welcome, thrice wel come. I wish I eould stop with you long enough to give you some of tho many in-1 teresting incidents of our trip. How a sightless soldier told me, “General, your boys put my eyes out., but I am (Had to sue you here, in our midst. ; ” how an aged gentleman, grasping both my hands iu his, said—" General, I lost two sons in the war—the only two I had—but for public consideration and for tho nation’s good, I r.m glad to see you and your people here at this time.” llow my hand was shaken by people whoso overflowing hearts pre vented a single word of utterance. Do you know what all that means ? It moans at that end of the line precisely what the outpouring of your people at this end of the lino to meet us on her return means, viz: That tho people of this country have taken this matter of reconstruction out of the hands of tho politicians ; that the crust which separated them has been bro ken at last, and the men of the North and South are at last allowed to see each other face to face. You, people of Norfolk, j have no right to bo ashamed of your dele gation to Boston. Their bearing, oil and off duty, deserves the highest praise, and you come hack to your wives aud sweet hearts conscious of having performed your whole duly ns representatives of your city. This splendid welcome of yours here shows most conclusively that Virginia responds to tho hospitality shown her sons in Massachusetts, and that we are in deed upon tlio threshold of anew cen tury. I know you will excuse further re marks just now, for I nm very tired though very glad to see you all. — The End of the Universe. A writerin the Portniijht'y Kfrieir makes an effort to show that, although we can iu no way time tho lx ginning of tho universe, we have much evidence to shew that the world began to solidify between ouo and two hundred of millions of years ago, aud that, though w<‘ can say nothing ns to the end of the universe, the end of this earth, and with it of consciousness upon the earth, is as probable as scie.nco can make anything. Tho reader will certainly net lie tempted to patient reading by tho gloomy conclusion that study of the origin and probable destiny of tlio univerao is useless, because we have from a scientific point of view no data whatever to go upon: "lu any cobc all we know is that the sun is going out. If wo fall into the sun then we shall be friod ; if we go away from tho sun, or tho sun goes out, then we shall be frozen. So that, so far as the earth is concerned, we have no means of determin ing what will bo the character of the end, hut wo know that ouo of these two tilings must take place in time. But in regard to the whole universe, if wo were to travel forward as wo have travelled backward in time, consider tilings ns falling together, wo should come finally to a great control mass, all in one piece, which would send out waves of heat through a perfectly empty ether, and gradually cool itself down. As this mass got cool it would be deployed of all life or motion ; it would be just a mere enormous frozen block in tlio middle of other. But that conclusion, which is like the one that we discussed about the beginning of the world, is ouo which we have no right whatever to rest upon. It depouds upon the same assump tion that the laws of geometry and me chanics are exactly and absolutely true, and that, they havo continued exactly and absolutely true for ever and ever.” 4. “GottVom Himmel! How is Bis?” An ex-Yankee soldier (a German) em ployed as a watchman iu ono of the gov ernment departments, was recently taken to task by tho head of the department for living with a woman to whom he was not married, while he had a wife and children. He acknowledged the charges against him, was sharply reprimanded, and was told that such a gross violation of morality would not bo permitted, nndj he must see to it that he mended his ways. “O yah, I vili make him all right. Bo help me gra cious I make you no more (Doubles, und I fix dis ding right avny queok.” His no tion of “fixing the thing” was somewhat peculiar, as tbs sequel will show. Con ceiving the idea that ho had incurred the displeasure of the head of the department simply because lie had not married the woman he wns living with, he “went on top dcr City Hall und got a license,” and calling upon a clergyman with the woman, they were made one flesh. Ho returned to the department, his face beaming with a smile of triumph, and related his coup d'etat, thinking that ho dad now “fixed de ding” about right. A short timo after wards he was thunder-struck on receiving a notice of his summary dismissal. On inquiry as to tho reason, he was told that lie was discharged because in addition to living in adultery with a woman, ho had now added to his offence tho crime of big amy. "Gottvom himmel, how is dis!” said tho astonished watchman. "Ou tho first time I vas told it vas wrong for mo to live mit a voman’s inithout marying her, and now I get my exohargo pooause I do marry her I Any vay wot I do I makes my self troubles all do time.” Under tho pe culiar complications of tho case, however, the department felt compelled to deny liis 1 prayer for reinstatement. Wit and Humor. Costly furniture -Indian bureaus. Tho rival railroads will soon be issuing chromes, A Schenectady girl at spoiling school sat down on pantaloons.” At n rceont spelling match one man spolt it. pasnip” and got boot. No man can become thoroughly aeqtmin od with hia family history without lull ing for office. The Snake Bun Academy is the linmo of an Indiana school. Tho scholars must all bo adders. “Quills are things that nro sometimes taken from tho pinions of one gooso to spread tho opinions of another, A Connecticut dentist has patented an instrument for holding a woman’s tongue. There’s millions in it. Old gent "What do yon wear specs for, boy?” Bootblack—“ Cos I puts such a shiny shine on gentlemen’s boots it hurts my eyes," A Western man, reading of a cricket club in a New York paper, writes tho editor to know if the club is good for any thiug for grasshoppers "What kind of sassages is them?” queri ed an old lady of tlio young man of litera ture and peanuts, as ho passed through the train selling bananas. "Mr. D. ,if you’ll get my oontdone by Saturday, I shall be forever indebted to yon.” “If that’s your game it won’t be done,” said tlio tailor. How a woman can keep ou talking while she twists up her back lmir mid has her month full of hairpins is a mystery no yet explained. An Illinois woman who wanted to go to a masquerade party as Mary. Queen of Boots, looked through tho Bible to ascer tain how the character was dressed, "Minnie, I’m in such a quandary; for if I turn my back ou Charley ho becomes offended at once, ami if 1 don’t lie can’t see ray new buckle. What shall I do?" Artists have adopted many emblems of charity. We wonder if none of them over thought of a piece of India-rubber, which gives more than any other substance. A kind-hearted, peace-loving Baltmore man painted his front steps twenty-three times trying to please his wife,and then sho decided that the first oblor was tlio best. Said one man to another. "If it was not Sunday, how much would you take for that lumber?” "If it wasn’t Sunday, I’d toll you,” was tho very proper reply. Why is a church bell more affable than a church organ? Because one will go when it is tolled, but tlio other will bo “blowcd” first. When they build a railroad the first thing they do is to break ground. This is often done with great ceremony. Then they break tho stockholders. This is done without ceremony. When a boy falls and peals his nose, tho first thing ho doosis to get lip and yell. When a girl tumbles and hurts her self badly, the first thing she does is to get up aud look at her dress. There is a truly model husband in Glas gow, Ivy. He never allows his wife to do more than half tho work. She puts up all the canned fruit in summer and he puts it all down iu the winter. A boy who is not strong enough to spade up a small onion hud butwoeu now ami the Fourth of July, will dig over a ten acre lot before breakfast looking for bait. A Louiovillo man complained of marble tablecloths at a restaurant. He said he didn’t like to wipe his month with a tombstone in the absence of a napkin. As mi Irishman was on his way to work the other morning ho picked up a fifty cent stamp, at tho same time remarking, “The in ly hard catches tlio vvurrum.’ Bmnrt hoy to liis elder sister—Mary, give mo a hard word to spell. Mary—Spoil “ kissing.” Smart hoy—Ely ply—m-o-u-t-b— --mouth. Give us auother. A Newark girl hastened tlio departure of a lingering gentleman caller the other evening by remarking, as she looked out of the window, “I think wo shall have a beautiful sunrise.” People with pure intentions should never let tlicir gates swing across the sidewalk at night. They arc very troublesome to pilgrims who have to devote all tlicir gen ius to their equilibrium. Tho perverseness of the grasshoppers is illustrated in the fact that they flew away just about tho time it was discovered that they could bo made into highly palatable and nutritons soup. A young lady, after reading attentively the title of a novel called “The Last Man, ’ exclaimed, “Bless me, if snob a thing wore ever to happen, what would become of the woniC”. “ I declare”said Susan, as she watched the people coming into church “that man looks l.koiv piece of dried beef.” “Hush!” said sister, “it isn’t meet in you to talk so.” A Newark gill hastened tho departure of a lingering getlctnan caller tho other eve ning by remarking as she looked out of the window: “I think we shall have a beau tiful sunrise.” “Will you have asmall piece of the light meat or a small piece of tlio dark?” asked Bob’s uncle, us lie carved tlio turkey at dinner. “I will take a large piece of both answered Bob.” If, says a contemporary, Brigliam Young wore an additional“weod”on liis hat every time he lost a wife or mother-in-law, it is estimated liis hat would have to bo twenty seven feet high. Yet another warning. Joseph Bates, of Vermont, falls dead while carrying in an armful of wood. Show this paragraph to your wife. Nay, cut it out and pin it to the woodshed door, A negro, expounding tlio Beecher scan ; dal, said lie believed Mr. Beecher was ] honest, but yet he was afraid tiiat when I Beecher wrote the ragged edge letter lie i was himself under tho delusion that he j was guilty. A young lady, after reading attentively the title of a novel culled “The East Man,” I exclaimed; “Bless me, if such a tiling were ever to happen, what would become of the women?” “What would become of tlio poor men?” was the remark of an old bachelor. The Nevada ninnyhammer who has just buried his wife in a silver coffin lias dono a good deal of harm. Other women will now feel that nobody cares a farthing for them if they aro not laid away in the same atvlo and they won’t put up with any of your German yjy- Jifius, either. , I What Not to Do. A farmor should not ho so land grasping as to imperil tho title ef what he no owns, in tlio attempt to possess all that joins him. lie should not attempt to cultivate more than ho can attend to thoroughly, nor keep more stock than he can food well. lie should net put off his purchase of any implements 1m needs, until the work is mostly done that requires it. lie should not let his stock run down in winter so low that it takes all summer for them to recruit. lie should not go to sleep at night un til Ids plan for the morrow’s work is thor oughly matured, and his help acquainted with their morning duties. Ho should not allow his help to attempt a job until he has made plain to them the details of their work. Ho should not require two many hours labor of his moti, and should give them some privileges aud tako an interest in their welfare and prospects. He should never give wny to pnssionnto language when errors are committed. Vile words never repair a fault and do not les son the ehatice ot its repetition. Finally, the fanner who makes a mild decision the rule of his house, who plans his business properly, has personal earn of his work, is satisfied with small, sure gains, will pass through life serenely and leave a fair legacy to his children of world ly goods, and better still nnduusulied rep utation. Gems of Thought. Happy nro tho families where tho gov ernment of parents is the reign of affec tion, and tho obodioneo of tho children tho submission of love. It is by honest labor, manly courage, and a conscience void of offence, that wo assert our truo dignity and prove our hon esty and respectability. Our habitual life is like n wall hung with pictures, which Ims boon shown on by tho suns of many years ; take one of the pic tures away, and it leaves a definite blank space, to which our eyes can never turn without discomfort. NO. 10. Talkers and fertile persons nro common ly vain and credulous withal, for ho that talkcth what he kuoweth will also talk what he kuoweth not, therefore set it down that a habit, of secrecy is both polite and moral. | Bacon. Don’t bo content with doing what another has done—surpass it. Deserve HUCOOHB, and it will ootno. Tho boy was not horn a mail. The sun does not rise like a rocket, or go down liko a bullet fired from a gun ; slowly but surely it makes its round, and never tires. Aotino in Character.—"l say, girls," said a little, blue-eyed, flaxen-haired boy on Several street yesterday, "let mo take your candy and wo’ll all play chicken. ’’ "Is it nice?” inquired half a dozen six year-olds, in chorus. “Nice! you bet it is. Lot me show you. Now, I’ll lay the candy down here on tho stop, and you all go down tliero and corns up when you hoar mo call liko a roos ter.” Tho girls retreated and gathered in a group about fifteen feet off, while tho boy got on liis knees, with his hand over tho candy, and began to call and strut and flap his arms liko a rooster's wings. "Cluck, cluck, rat, tat, rap cluck,” and all tho girls came running up and bent to pick up the candy, when tho little fellow opened liis month and took it in at ono gulp. "Oh, you mean boy,” they cried, “yon have taken all our candy.” “That’s cause I played rooster,” said the boy; "roosters always calls the hens up when lie finds a grain of corn, ami then picks it up Inmaolf,” St. Joseph Gazette. A Fact Worth Putntino. —At a second class hotel in Frankfort, Ky., a few days, since, a h’ttie girl entered the bar-room, and, in pjJU’ul tones, told tho bar-keeper that her mother hud sent her there to get ton cents. “Ten cents ? ” said the bar-keeper. "Yes sir. ” "What does your mother want of ten cents ? I don’t owe her anything.” “Well,” said tlio child, "father spends all his money hero for rum, and wo havo had nothing to eat to-day.' Mother wants to buy a loaf of broad. ” A loafer suggested to the bar-hccpor to kick the brnt. ouh "No,” said the bar-keeper, "I’ll givo her mother tho money, mid if her father comes bock again I’ll kick him out.” Buc.li a circumstance never happened be fore, and may nover happen again. Hu manity owes that bar-keeper a vote of tlmuks, ’ A Beautiful Thought.—When tho summer of youth is slowly wasting away on the nightfall of ago, dud the shadow of tho path becomes deeper and deeper, and life wears to its close, it is pleasant to look through tho vista of time upon tho sorrows and felicities of our earlier years. If wo have a homo to shelter and hearts to re joice with us, and friends have been gath ered around onr firesides, and the places of wayfaring will havo been worn and smoothed away in the twilight of life, tho many dark spots wo have passed through will grow brighter and more beautiful. Happy, indeed, are tlioso whoso inter course with the world lias not changed tho tone of their holier feeling or broken tlioso musical chords of tho heart whoso vibrations are so melodious, so tender and so touching in tho evening of their life. ■ ♦♦ A young and pretty netress, now play ing in Baltimore, made a startling experi ment a few weeks ago. Sho was desirous of changing the color of her hair, hut sho thought sho would try tho effect first on her brother. Accordingly sho persuaded that trusting schoolboy to offer up his locks as a sacrifice on tho altar of femi nine vanity. At latest accounts liis hair was an awful und unnatural red, and its growing lengtos presented a combination of brown ami Vermillion dreadful to wit ness. Ho went out to piny marbles tho other day, was persecuted by his fellows, and came home in tears. His mother —an actress of renown—was highly indignant. "You may do what you will yourself,” she said tragically to her daughter, "but you shall not mutilate m.V boy.” Tho West is tho land of enterprise, even in burglary. Tho most business-like thief lately on record is tho cool and calcu lating person whom a young lady recently found late at night holding a bottle of chloroform under her mother’s nose. Bo far from exhibiting any signs of discomfit ure, ho assumed a professional air and said in reply to the daughter’s question as to what bo was doing, that her mother was ‘‘doing well, and would now bo all right. She evidently doubted him as a practition er, and ho apparently shared in her mis givings, for when she screamed, he aban doned his patient suddenly and forever. Moral, don’t scream at your burglar be fore you havo onughthim. “No, gentlemen of the jury,” thunder ed an eloquent advooate the other day in a Denver court, "this matter is for his ! honor to decide, who sits tliero sleeping Iso beautifully.,’His honor opened both eyes and liis mouth, and said, "All owing I to your narcotic speech, sir,"