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Poetry.
From the New York Observor.
A Ncw-Year Salute: 1881.
**A1 tho saints salute you.”—II. Cor. 13. 13.
BY H. W. BOARDMAR.
Blood-bought heirs of glory dear,
As ye enter this New Year,
A11 tho saints salute you!
Though it bring the hour of death,
Not le8s with united breath.
All the saints salute you!
Ransomed out of every land,
Countless as the ocean’s sand,
All the saints salute you 1
Linea sectarian arc forgot,
Love o'erfiowing knows them not,
All the saints salute you!
Saints long on the verge of heaven,
Saints new-born andjusi forgiven,
All the saints salute you!
Those who taught you first to pray,
Those who guide your later way,
All the saiuts salute you!
Frem the werli of sinless light,
Clothed in robes of spotless white,
All the saints salute you!
Following their Inoarnate ltesd,
Ever to new glories lead,
All the saints salute you!
New Year landmarks swiftly past,
Till you safely roach tho last,
All the saints salute you!
Drawing Dearer to tho light,
Where there shall be no more night,
All the saints salute you!
From the Now Y'ork Observor.
FRANCESCO AND HIS PARTRIDGE.
A TRUE STORY,
In tho oldeo time the Mediieranean
Sea and the countries lying in and
around it were thought to be the whole
world. Aud around this world of theirs
the good people truly believed that the
sun, moon aud all the stars revolved ?
Near the middle of the sea is an island
scarce larger thau the State of Vermont,
which in those ageo must have been
thought the. very centre of put vast .‘un¬
iverse !
This island of Sardinia, as if to make
the most of the land it has wrenched
from lho sea, throws itself up into
mountain ranges, aDd Punta BruDca
Spina rises higher than the highest
point of the White Mountains. But in
place of the bare craggy sides, rough
hard rocks, stunted trees, snow, ice,
frost, ard howling winds of Me. Wash¬
ington, Brunca Spina is covered with
due trees, amid which are pleasant
homes surrounded by flowers. Children
play with rabbits and' martins on the
mountain side, whore vines leap from
tree to tree, forming festoons aud natur
al arbors, in which birds build their
nests and sing their song3. Rivulets
dash, dance anti sparkle ou their way
t<> the little lakes, which catch their
waters and send them to feed the an¬
cient sea. On these lake shores the
orange ripens and grapes of unsurpass
ed richness cluster, and ou the rich,
warm laud overy kind of grain grows,
and in it gems nestle.
When Romo was the Mistress of the
World, Sardinia was called her granna
ry, and the o'oqaence of Cicero and me
ambition of Cmsar were fed by it.
In 1054 a boy was born on this lovely
island. A bright proud, dark-eyed boy
ho grew, the very idol of bis parents.
He rowed on the tiny lake, chased the
moufflon on,the mountain, and made the
birds his friends. Two little sisters
came, one by one, to share his love,
and Francesco was a very happy boy,
in a Very happy home.
One night, when he was ten years old,
be kissed his parents and went to his
nice bed, and slept the sleep of a good
boy to whom life has been all love and
joy, with never a sorrow or care. Let
us stop and look at the calm sleep; for
so shall Francesco never sleep again!
The midnight was made hideous by
that cry of “Fire? Fire! Fire !” aDd
be woke to see, by a glare ol light, his
mother at his bedside with a little girl
in either arm. Through crashing tim¬
bers. smoke and flames they made their
way out. Those Uathes rose high and
higher, grew hot and hotter—now mil -
ing up as a scrowl, and darting out in
| little tongues, and now sporting with
each other in very wantonness of glee,
while a huge column of smoke roiled
up and shut out all the brightness of
heaven. Fiercely the flames raged,
fiercely the men fought them; and the
father was foremost in the fight, until
the demon of fire leaped out and wrap¬
ped him in a death embrace.
Tbe watching mother, with one loud
shriek, fell. As friends clustered
around to briug her back to conscious
life, they saw ber feet were fearfully
burned. In bringing out her children,
she must have trodden on live coals,
but in ber anxiety for ber husband,
have forgotten herself. The suu on the
morning after that happy evening—that
awful night—rose calm and bright. It
shone on the few charred bones of tho
loving father; on the prostrate mother,
whose feet, swift to save her darlings,
took then their last step; on tho smoul
deriug embers of the nic® home; ou
three poor little homeless# orphaus. It
shone with not one gleam,of sympathy
in a single ray, and its very warmth
and brightness made it seem cold and
dark, and chilled Francesco’s young,
aching heart.
For a time friends cared for the fam-.
ily; but little was saved from the wreck
of property, and often ftiey suffered
with hunger, and the mother was com¬
pelled to send her boy to tell her
friends. A cold look, an indiflerent
tone, was worse than hunger to him,
yet for his mother and sisters he would
brave even a frown.
One night, as he lay on bis hard bed,
the moonlight shining through hia little
window, asking himself, as he had often
done, “What can I do?”—a thought of
the birds ho used to pet came to him,
and a smile played on his lips, though
his eyes were blurrou with his lone
weeping, aud great tears trembled on
hia long dark eyelashes
In the morning he brought in some
bits of wood and began to whittle, aud
an assurance of comipg independence
was written all over his face, aud he
made the whole house cherry by the
chirp of his musical whisilo, and his
mother, in her chair, joyed to see her
boy so joyous.
‘These cups, mother, are for birds to
drink out of; then I'll make s\ome for
seeds, and then some bath-thbs for
them.’
Where are your birds, Franco?’
‘The eggs for them are Hot laid yeti
But they will he in the spring,’ he said,
with a merry shout, ‘tind i'll make the
birds tamo, and sell them,' and buy you
everything you need, mother /—It will
bo splendid, mother !' he added after a
little; ‘I will get some willows and
build a real bird-house.'
‘But your birds must be fed, Franco.’
‘I know it; I’ll give ’em my dinner;
and not care a bit.’
The mother-funded pad; <; for she did
not i®iw'nol»'’'m'nc l ff r a my can do when
j his heart and mind are at work with a
will; but she would not damp his pleas¬
ure by saying a discouraging word.
But, instead of dyingopt. thoL'/ets his thoughts
kept growing—and do grow—
and he not only tamed borne birds, but
bo taught some birds some little tricks,
and they sold well. Then bis thought
was very large; ho would have an ex¬
hibition of tamed birds/ He got some
partridges—for those be found learned
best—and trained them. Some he har¬
nessed to a little brass cannon, and
they would draw it across a table, while
others wouid bo armed with wooden
swords, and all wouid march and wheel
and form as Francesco beat a tiny drum.
Then all would stand still while one
bird would firo off the cannon. He is
said to have taught them some tricks
that seem too wouderfal to believe.
[This story, I have no doubt, but is all
true, though I was not in Sardinia two
hundred years ago, to see it myself.]
One bird was his special pet, and
grew to bo his firm friend and constant
companion. It was a partridge, and
learned everything and helped him
teach the other birds,Jand it seemed as
if they kuew what the patridge said to
them. It would scold, and even punish
them, if they did not obey. But it was
never content away from Franco. If
be went lo the woods or to the city, it
would always go with him,—sometimes
riding on his bead, sometimes oil his
shoulder, and sometimes flying around
him, so that “the young bird tamer and
bis bird” were spoken of together.
But once his faithful patridge left him,
—at one time, too. when be was feeling
very bad, because a beautiful goldfinch
be was tamiug for a lady had flown away,
and he was almost discouraged Bu r ,
on the fifth day, back came the goldfinch
chasi d by the partridge, who lighted on
Franco’s hand with the air of a con¬
queror and lovo of a faithful friend.
The noble boy tell sick. He wanted
his birds, and they were let into his
room; they hovered around his bed,
alighted on hia pillow, and ate from his
hand, and sang to him. But the par¬
tridge would not eat or make a sound.
The moment came when tbe doctor said
those sad words, ‘No hope.’ Not one
moan rose for himself. But “ Who will
take care of my mother—of my mother —
of—my—moth—erf” he moaned until
the pale lips grow cold, the bright eyes
were shut, the loving heart stilled.
They put tho biids Lack iDto aviary,
but the patridge could not bo coaxed or
driven from Francesco. They laid him
iu tbe coffin, aud the pari ridge perched
on it; they bore him to his burial, and
it flew over, and with au eye fixed on,
that coffiin; watched as they lowered it
into the grave, tbeu perched on a tree
near and saw it covered. Night and
day it stayed in that tree, going away
sometimes for food, but refund ihe
same tree, from which it could u bo
coaxed.
Watching, waiting, mourning, the
loving little brd heart broke, and they
laid it with tender b inds and even tear¬
ful eyes on the grave of him it loved so
well.
A Joke On a Horse.
One of the commission houses or
Wood-bridge street has ahorse which
was the terror of every pedestrian who
got within three feet of bis head. The
animal has teeth like a shark, and U P
to a few days ago, he’d bite everything
witbiu reach except a pile of grindstones.
Whipping rid had no effect, he would get
of muzzles as fast r.s they were put
on. The firm had paid out considera¬
ble mouey to settle for his bites, ami
for, was wondering what they could sell him
when along came a man who guar¬
anteed a cure for $5. He was to d
to *;o to work, aud his first move was
to get an old suit of clothes and stuff
it with straw. The horse was driven
down the street, and tho suit was
tied to toe hitching pose, back to the
street. A full pound of Cayenne pep¬
per was then rubbed into and sprinkled
over the garments and the straw stuf¬
fing, and the joke was ready.
The horse came jogging hack, aud
the driver left him standing within six
feet of the raau of straw. The old
biter’s eyes had a twinkle as he saw a
floe chance to use his teeth, and as soon
as left alone he began edging towards
the post. When ready for business he
made a sudden lunge and caught the
‘roan’ by tne shoulder. That old horse
meant wickedness, but he had a stir
pri3e in store for him. As he lifted the
figure off its feet and gave it a shake it
fell apart, and his mouth, nose and
eyes were filled with the smarting pow¬
der. Great tears rolled down his long
nose, he sneezed and sDortod, and
coughed, and he was just as chagrined
at the general laugh «n him as a man
would have been. Lie backed away
from the remnants, opened his mouth
to cool it, aud hung his head in shame.
He did not cease weeping for a Hay,
but when be gwt-eo~frh t< u„ could lock
the public square iu the face he was a
ebauged horse. Anybody c»u pull bis
ears or rub his nose with impuuity. In
fact, he courts caresses where ho defied
them, and on the approach of a stranger
will shut bis eyes aud mouth as if fear¬
ful of another dose. —Detroit Free Dress.
Ills Mouth Saved IHjh.
‘Johr Hall, you were very drunk last
night,’ said his Honor as a send off.
‘I think not, sir/
‘Well, you have a right to differ.
Officer, was this man drunk?’
‘Ho was, sir.’
‘How drunk?’
‘Well, he fell down four times in cross¬
ing the road, and the last time he fell ho
settled down for a nap/
‘That’s our case, Mr. Hall. Have
you any defense?’
‘I have, sir. I had not tasted any
liquor of any sort all day long. Just
before I met the officer I got choked,
and that was what ailed me when he
picked me up.’
‘Cbokod ! What with ?’
‘With an apple.’
‘Have you got it?’
‘Yes, sir. When the officer shook me
he shook the apple out of my gullet
and I put it in my pocket to biing and
show you.’
Ho thereupon pulled from hiscoattail
pocket a frozen greening larger than a
coffee cup aud laid it on the desk.
‘Do you mean to tell me that you had
that apple in your mouth ?'
‘Yes, sir. I was going to take a bite
when it slipped dowu into my gullet,
and if the officer hadn’t give me a shake
I might have suffocated.'
‘You cau’t get the apple into your
mouth? No such story will go down
here/
‘See here, Judge,’ and he opened a
mouth big enough to take in a quart
howl, tossed in the apple, rattled it
around, and dropped it into his hand
again with a smile of triumph.
‘You may go,’said bis Honor after a 1
long silence. 'With such a mouth as 1
that you’ll eat more than you can earn
iu auy prisoa. lake your frozen apple j
and go your way.’
Thank you. I’d like to bring my
brother in some day aud let you see his i
mouth He can hold a pint ot hickory- >
uuts aud siug a song at the same time.’ -
Thero is good deal of tal about I
a t
what “army circles’’think. There are
two kinds of army circles. One kind
talks in the warm lobby of a Washing¬
ton hotel, precise to a button, and anx¬
ious as to a frown on the fringe ot a
mock turtle soup, while its members
hold their Angers over a register heater
and theother kind fights cold Indiaus
and is far away bom homo, Washington
and lobby.
si a yea
NO. I.
V. hat tiis South Needs.
Whenever a Southern politician ap¬
proaches or is approached by, an in¬
terviewer, he, of course, inuer say s-m:s
thing about the needs ’
of the .South.
This is becoming somewhat nvmotoos
ous Ours is nut the poverty stricken
section of which seme are continually
prating. Considering tt-e terrible ioss"
es, counted by billions, which our peo¬
ple have atr-taiued through the ravages
of war, they' have sbo’.vn a wouderfui
recuperative power Certainly the
crops have demonstrated that the in¬
had.Hauls am hard working, and con
sidering the circumstances, we have
causa to im proud o! our manufacturing
enterpn —s We hive plenty of men
who hove h ■ brains, pluck aud euergy.
Now wo are in a position not to want
anything that is not reasonable and
j -H. Wneu wo Slave demonstrated be¬
yond the possibility tfadoubc that a
cotton Letory can make dividends iu
the South, while those of the North are
losffig money, those Lave money will in¬
vest in such establishments In our see
tion. Nor. only must this by done in is¬
olated iustaneos bat numerously. We
have jet to convince the people of the
North that we can make li-e goons
but are bound to do 'it. Tima wili
prove we can better to any other re¬
gion. ' We hood money and population.
Give ns these and we can work n'cfo otir
own salvation and both can be securrod
Teat country must possess power -
a fi.-.w politicians can scare tin .vo
Republican party. almost If in fifteen v c
the South trout b.Moit ' <
has reached her present pom i, v u
can we not ex pees iu the next ii
Now our Congressmen da ,m b
We are heartily for the old flag,
every time rb appropriation c- < :s f>>
theiimprovement of our rivers w ) ,
it more. The South needs only to be
treated iike other sections and gn> hm
due share of the public funds. Uur.. . ..
success in enterprises will bring ; s
needs.— Columbns D J
otuer ,i- l u%rer.
Another hood Boy.
A J.Mroit praciir iof the mm* ' - A i
hungrily waitfrg ihe ofer; fo ;
from dinner and give him a chine - at
his noonday meal, when a boy came in
to the store with a basket in his hand
and said;
“I seed a boy grab up this ’ore brs.
ket from tbe door and run, and I an
.
afior him aud made him give it up/’
“My lad, you are an honest boy.’
“Yes, sir/
“And you look like a good boy/
"Yes, sir.’
“And good boys should always be
encouraged. In a box in tho back
room there are eight dozen eggs.—You
may take them home to your mother
and keep the basket/
The grocer had been saving those
eggs for days and weeks to reward some
one. Iu rewarding a good boy he also
gut eight dozen bad eggs carried out
of the neighborhood free of cost, and
ho chuckled a little chuck as be walk¬
ed homewards.
Tbe afternoon waned, night came
and went, and orictr more the grocer
went to his dinner. Whan he returned
he was picking his teeth and wearing
acomplacont smile IIIs eve caught a
basket of eight dozen eggs as 1 e enter¬
ed tho store, and ha querried:
“Been buying some eggs?”
“Yes; got hold of those from a farm-*
er's boy,’ replied the clerk.
“A lame buy with a blue cap ol?’
•‘Yes.”
“Two front teeth out!’
“Yes. ’
“The grocer sat down and examined
the eggs. The shells had been wash¬
ed clean but they wore the same eggs
tbatgood buy had lugged homo the day
before.
T K L Kb U A 1‘IUC 1) IS PATCH ES.
Telegraph and Messenger.
Dover, X. II., January 7.—Fire was
discovered in the main building on tho
Strafford county farm, about 4:30
„ cloek this morning. At the time of
tbe discovery the flames had made con-
8itl e,,ible headway and many rooms were
j j ; d with smoke. One hundred au i
sixtv-nine persons were in the building
at Um time, and great difficulty was
experienced in getting them out. some
of^hein having to drag^ad to a place of
safety. Thirteen persons were proba
bly burned. The loss is estimated at
§70,000 and was insured for §25,000.
If the weather had not been unusually
warm the loss of life would bavo been
much heavier. The inmates who es¬
caped are now clothed and sheltered
through the generosity of the neighbors
and tbe citizens of Dover. A fire en¬
gine was sent from Dover four rniies
away but was unable to reach the scene
of the conflagration on accouat of the
snow. The fire caught from a furnace.