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VOL. XXVII. NO 21 AN ADVERTISING DODGE. The latest method of adver tising as employed by a big de partment store in New York is ingenious if nothing else. The other day a young miss was dis covered in one of the central through fares of the city crying >-*i if her heart would break. More than one person stopped to comfort the poor girl, and in a short time quite a crowd of sympathizers had gathered on the pavement. At last the foun tain of tears was stopped, and the girl exclaimed, “1 want to be taken to Brown’s store on Hugh street, who is selling good corsets at $1 and the finest silk hose at L’S cents a pair, i want to be taken there at once.” And then she darted away to repeat the same performance in anoth er part of the city. A minister in Kansas wanted to deliver a sermon. He had heard of sensational methods and wanted to give his congre gation a surprise. A negro boy was taken into his confidence as a confederate, and -talior.ed on the roof just above the pulpit. In the lads keeping was intrust ed a pigeon, which was to he let loose in the church through a coit'.enient hole at the proper moment. The church was pack ed and the preacher, having stormed his denouncement rais ed his voice and cried: “And the Holy Ghost decended in the form of a dove,” but no dov* appeared. He repeated his sen tence. Still no dove. At the third outcry a black face appear ed at the hole in the roof and the qtiary came: ‘‘Pahson s cat done gone and eat de Holy Ghost; but I got de cat. Shall I frow her down?” —Ex. Down in Graves county the grand jury returned an indict ment lor gambling against a dead man. That was pressing the perogatives of the law about as far as un Arkansas justice made the go, l)owu in Arkan sas a man started out on a mule, and not returning on schedule, time a searching party started out on a lour of investigation, and found the Ilian’s body in i* creek where lie bad dmwneo 1 hree days previously and found li.e nnile grazing along the 1 anks of the stream. A revi I- Ver wusjfoundon the body of the man. A justice of the peace promptly entered a charge ol carrying concealed weapon* tried tile dead man, lined him s,jo and appropriated the mu'e and revolver to satisfy fine am costs, —Livingstone, Ky., Col onel. A MODEL YOl NG MAN Does not play cards. Does not idle away his time. Does not lounge about tin streets. Does not associate with bad b. ys. Does not use profane or ob s eue language. Does not meddle with othei j t uple's business. Does not drink whiskey, beer rr anything else that will intox icate. Does not feel himself bettei than other folks —:s not stuck up. Does not lie around for hi father and mother to support Does not make love to young udies with impure motives. Hut lie is temperate ill ull things; tells the truth; has reg ular lialnt.-. of eating, sleeping reading ami working; hurt sum* honorable way of earning his living; goes to ehurch and joins in the worship; is kind to all; attentive to his mother and sis ters; polite, coin too us and re spectful to young ladies, and behaves himself US becomes U gentleman at home and abroad, every day in the week, every hour in iho day, at all times, at all places, and under all cir cumstances, • Young meri,-be manly, bon is’, brave and true, for ‘‘it is l.ot all of life to live.” and thi very few momentary pleasures, nr called, you get out of any tiling else except light living I may bo sweet at first, but will be bitter in the end. —KJx. T.;K GRANDEST REMEDY Mr. U. R. Ureeve, merchant, of t'iiilliorie, Va., certifies that lie half consumption, was given die, sought ull medical , •iftiuent that money could procure, tried all cough reme ed ies he could hear of, but got Ho relief; spent many nights silting up in a chair; was in duced fry Dr. King’s New Dis covery, and was cured by use ol two bottles. For past three lias b en attending to bus jnes3%ml says Dr. King’s New Discoyery is the gfuiptest reme dy ever made as it has done so much for him and also for others in his community. Dr. 'King’s Now Discovery is guar anteed fur Coughs, Colds and 1 Consumption. It don't fail. Trial I ottles free at A. M.Wiuu A Sou’s Drug Store, The Gwinnett Herald. SPEECH OF Capt. T. M. Peeples, AT NORCROSS, JULY 2:?, ’97. PUBLISHED AT THE REQUEST OK THE REUIMENT. Atlanta, Ga., July 29, 1597. Cor.. T. M . I’eei pes, Law renceville, Ga. Dear Sir; As the President of the 42nd Ga., Veteran's As sociation, and by request of the Executive committee of the same, we would be very much gratified if you would publish your address in full, as deliv ered at Norcross before the As sociation on July 22nd. L. P. Thomas, President. I concur in above request. R. L. Roikiers. Fellow Soldiers: Ladies and Gentlemen: It is always a pleasure to me to mingle with the old Confed erate soldiers, There are ties— peculiar ties—which bind men together who have undergone the same suffering, toil and danger, in the same cause, in the long ago. And as the years roll by I am glad to see that these ties grow stronger. And the men of IBG- r >, and their children who come after them, are disposed to unite in recog nizing the services of the men who rallied around the “bonnie blue flag” that represented Southern chivalry in the days that tried men’s souls. I am glad to-day to meet the mrviving veterans of the old 42nd Ga., Regt.,of Confederate soldiers, who assemble on this peaceful and quiet day to cele irate the anniversary of one of the great battles fought on Georgia’s soil, in which this regiment took so gallant and •onspieimus a part. Thirty-three years ago we were in the midst of a terrible war, in which men of the saint* dood and ancestry inet in mor tal combat. The trtfhd of hos tile armies shook the earth, and the boom of cannon and rattle if musketry waked the echoes over these old hills and along these valleys. From where I stand the roar >f battle around Atlanta could lie beard; and no regiment bore i more gallant and heroic part in that deadly conflict than the men who followed that, shot riddled battle (lag that floats over us to-day. And it droops around its stall' now as though it could weep over the fall of a •‘storm cradled nation” that went down forever and is num bered among the nations of the dead. Thut old smoke-stained ban ner, so dear to the hearts of these men, led the last charge in the last great battle of the war. Ami as these men who had followed it, at Vicksburg, Baker’sCreek,M issionary Ridge, Acworth, Jonesboro und Atlan ta saw it go down in defeat at Bentonville, N. C., they felt that "The star of hope, which shoue brightest in the West, The hope of liberty, the last the best; That, too, hud sunk upon the darkened shore. And hope und freedom light up earth no more.” I am glad to greet on this occasion this immense gather ing of people, who have as sembled from the surrounding country to take part in this re union of Confederate braves To honor the living heroes of that conflict, and the memory id' their dead comrades; w hether they fell in the tierce combat, amid the roar of buttle, or were carried from some lonely hns pitul to fill a soldier’s grave where they sleep to-day far away from the bright skies of their Cleorgia homes; und their spirits are gathered with the heroes of all nations ou “fame’s eternal camping ground." He was as much a hero who patiently and bravely met death on his lonely cot as those who went down in the gallant charge into the jaws of death. This gathering of the men and women, the youth and beauty of the laud, to partici pate in this the IHth re-union of this regiment, illustrates the deep feeling, of admiration which swells in the bosom of the Southern people for the xusu who wore the gray. And LAWRENCEVILLE, GEORGIA, TUESDAY, AUGUST 3rd 1897. the sons of the old veterans, and the generation that comes after us will unite to honor the services of the men who honor ed the cause by their patriotic devotion. If a stranger, unacquainted with our history, had happened hero to-day and cast his eyes over this large assemblage, he would ask. ‘‘Whence comeg this crowd ? Is this a public holi day fixed by law ? Is tins some ancient festival whieh has come down from generation to gener ation? I see here the aged sire, bending on bis staff; the gray-haired matron, the middle aged,theyoung men, and blush ing maidens, ami even the rosy cheeked children. Why do these people leave their homes and daily pursuits to meet here on this occasion ?” 1 trust there are boys and girls here, yet in their teens, who could tell a weird story of how thirty odd years ago, thirteen of the States of lliis Union, which they had helped to form, decid ed peacefully to withdraw from that Union; that people hud been taught, from their infancy to believe that each of these States were sovereign States, and that, in order to form a more perfect Union they had voluntarily surrendered to the general government certain rights, privileges and powers which they deemed necessary for the public welfare. But in making such surrender of dele gated powers, they reserved to themselves all rights and pow ers not specially delegated to the general government. And that whenever that government, which was the creature of. these sovereign States, became op pressive upon the rights or in terest of the people of any sec tion, these States had the right to withdraw the powers con ferred on the government; and were fre to mike such other alliances as they deemed nec essary for their own protection. Acting on this honest convic tion, and believing that the time lmd come for a peaceful separut ion,these thirteen States' by peaceful ordinances of the people, withdrew and formed what was known as the Confed erate States of America. Tliis was a mistake—a great mistake—but it was honestly made and fearlessly maintained. Among the inalienable rights of every people are life, liberty ami property and the pursuit of happiu»ss, and these States determined to defend these rights “with their lives, their fortunes and their sacred hou- Then came war—war with all its horrors. Great, armies were mnrtialed and our homes inva ded. They came with fire and sword to devastate the land. To meet this invading force our men hud to quit the pursuits of peace—the farm, the merchan dise, the shops, and the offices —and go to the front in their country’s defense. Fur four long, weary years this conflict raged, with vary ing fortuues, until our enemy said Wo “were robbing the cradle and the grave” to fill up our depleted ranks.’ At last, exhausted and overwhelmed by inqading armies t hat come from every point of. the compass, we laid dowu our arms ami sur rendered to the armies that swept over the land. The dangers, toil, privation and suffering in that bloody era will never be chronicled ou the pages of histury. It would require the pencil of an angel and the broad blue canopy above us as a scroll on which to fully portray the sutferiug of that conflict. And it was not only the men who went to the front that suffered privation and hardship; the women of ihut day nobly did their part. It was their self-sacrificing de votion that inspired the men to deeds of daring, nerved their anus for the fray and encour aged tin r devotion to duty. Justice has never been done the wives and mothers of that day who so cheerfully surren dered husbands aud suns to their country's cause. 1 <«t me draw you a picture, and 1 am no artist in that line, that will stir tender emotions in the hearts of these gray bearded men whose minds will travel back with the speed of electricity to the scenes of long ago. I will fix the time in the spring of 18(52. The Co 'feder ate government had call id on tlie States for more tro. ps for the coining campaign. There was no conscript law th m, ev ery soldier was a volunteer. The Governor of the Slate had issued his proclamation calling for men to go to the front. I see before me an immense Held, and stretched ae oss it, in line of battle, is the malitia of Gwinnett, a thousand strong. Hovering around on the out skirts is an immense crowd, watching eagerly that dark line of men who stand at rest in the open field. Do you ask me who t hey are ? These are the fath ers, mothers, wives, sisters and sweethearts of the men in line. There is an ominous stillness over this crowd. This is no holiday festival or dress pa rade. It is stern reality. The proclamation is read, asking for UK) men to abandon their homes and take their chances on the battlefield. The commanding officer di rects that all who are willing to volunteer shall step two paces to the front. A young man, in the vigor of youth, with dashing eyes, is the first to march out, and a mighty shout goes down the line. His aged father trembles with emo tion as he sees his only boy, the staff' of his old age, the first to volunteer; his mother wipes the unbidden tear from her cheek, and hack in the rear a rosy cheeked maiden tries to hide her blushes—she wears an en gagement ring on her linger. Another steps to the f'r< nt. and I see a young site das, her first born close to h>-r hear as she riulizes that she is to la* separated from her husband, perhaps forever. Anoiherand another steps out unlit the quota is full. The county liuh done its duty, and tin shout of the people makes the welkin ring. After a few days of prepara lion comes the rendezvous, and the men are to march awav to take their places in the ranks where death holds high carni val. 1 would draw a veil over the parting scene when the young husband bids adieu to his wife and child, to his father and mother, while the good old wo man gives him a Rilde and tells him to wear it next to his heart and he true to his flag. With heavy heart lie marches off. On some hill-top he sto, s to take a last glance at the houieof his youth. He sees the green fields with crops half ma tured, the grand old woods, the play ground of his boyhood days, but the object 'hat fixes his attention is that blue col umn of smoke that la/ily floats upwards on the morning breeze. That locates the happy home of wife, parent and child. As he turns away the thought flashes upon him, “I may never s. e t hat home again ' ” And many of them never re uirned to make glad ihe hearts of kindred and friends. A lit tle mound upon the Rapidan. in Tennessee, or Mississippi, without even a board to mark their resting place, is their only monument, except (hit monu ment that is builded in the liearts and memories of ho comrades and a gra eful peo pie. Father Ryan has beautifully said: “A land without ruins Is a land without memories; And a laud without memories Is a laud without patriotism,” God bless tlie women of that day, who made such sacrifices and bore up so grandly amid privation, suffering und danger. Many of them worked in the field to keep the wolf from the door and furnish clothing for their absent loved ones, and saw their children go to bed hungry. Silks and satins were luid uway, they did not become the times, and they upide their qwq clothing. Kyei, the young women spun and wove their own dresses, and with artistic skill they blended fie lines of the rain bows in their home spun gowns. Ami wheu the boys come home on furlough, they looked to them in their homely garb as lovely as the lily of the valley and as sweet as a July peach. Let me tell * you, young Ilian, that if one of these modern dudes, with his (lerby hat, four-in-hand tie, standing collar am! tooth-pick shoes, had come gallanting around those girls the old lady would have run him out of the house with a broom-stick and the girls would have set the dogs on him. * I have often thought that women suffered more nnxietv thin the men in the field. Great battles would lie fought and they knew that husbands and brothers were there, but with our poor mail facilities it would sometimes lie weeks before they knew whether their 1 >ved ones were safe, or in some hospital or dead. We had no telephones, and but few telegraph lines, and these were monopolized by the government during a campaign. Reliable news was hard to get. But those despondent women and- children had news. It would lie called in this day a grapephone. It was called then grapevine dispatches, and it beat the telegraph and tele phone of this day. These grapevine dispatches carried the news before it hap pened, and a great deal that never happened. Do you think these self-sac rificing people were traitors to their country and guilty of treason? No! No! No! Lee and Jackson, Johnson and Gor don and the men who followed them were not traitors. They recognized t hat they owed their first allegiance to their States And a man could not in that lay be true to the government el true to his State. Just after the war the de- land came from the victors hat “treason should be made aliens” and our leaders hung .is high as Human. Did they o it ? Davis, Toombs and Srecken ridge were lodged in prison to be made examples of, but the government to this day lias never put one of them on trial. The wise men in the North knew that no conviction could stand. Even in the flush of victory they were not willing to risk the Supreme court to hold that men who recognized I heir allegiance first to their States were traitors; and a de cent respect for the opinion of mankind, who admired the gal lantry of men who illustrated -in un hundred fields tin* inde pendent spirit of the Anglo- Saxon race, would have pre vented tuking these men to the gallows. My mission here to-day will not be a failure if I can impress upon the-rising generation that y iiir ancestors wore patriots, fighting ami suffering for home rule ami what they believed to b> light, and not traitors d<- serving the hangman’s rope; that they fought to protect their homes from the devasta tion of an invading army, Hamiicur, the Cartlingean general, swore his son, while y t a youth, on the altar of his g sis to undying enmity to Rome. Ami in after years that sou led his victorious batallions to the gates of the eternal city. I would not encourage in the rising generation enmity to our government; far from it. It is a government conceived in the bruin and established by the heroism of our ancestors. It is our father’s house, and we have come back to stay. Georgia is us true to the old flag to-day us Massachusetts. Rut 1 would buru into the minds of the voting geiyr/dion llmt the men and wo ill aw of ’On were brave, s.'lf-sacrifleiug patriots, whose devotion to the cause was the best evidence of their sincerity. Every nation has its legend ery lore, that goes down from generation to general inn, like ancient customs. 1 would have the mothers teach their cliil .Iren around the fireside that the heroism that made the South famous in eyery (and beneath the circuit of the sun, was the heroism of patriotic devotion to the cause of freedom. Aud l would have this great truth go on down, us the generations come and go, as long us the tali m mntains lift their summits to the sky ot the majestic rivers fertilize our plains. The feeble tremb.e before opinion, the foolish defy it, the wise judge it, the skillful direct i THOUGHT THE BEAR A CALF. ADVKNTI'RE THAT MRUIT HAVE had a very hnbleasant ENDIN'!. “When I was at college,” said our host of the evening. “1 thought 1 knew everything, but time changed my florid opinion ol myself, and it does me good to recail some of the occasions when I was tumbled down with without much ceremony from my liiglit altitude. “One of thu*» was when I was spending my vacation at home with a college mate who was as premature as myself. \Ve a ere in that dreadfui initiatory state when we addressed each other in the dead languages and made life a burden to everybody by the long words of our collo quies. “My father generously placed •v couple of horses at our dispos al, perhaps in the hope that we would break our foolish necks, and one evening when wt mounted after sunset for our evening ride he asked us to look up n stray calf winch had es caped from a pastors near the house. “‘lt’s a black critter,' said my father, ‘and as frisky as they make \m. You can jest run him in an’ not give him time to get the turn <>n you, an’ i’ll be down to open an’ sliet the gate. ’ “W r e hud our ride, and wo found the calf. By that time it. was dark—not Egyptian darkness, but the dusk of a starlit summer sl;v. The cal! was browsing on the edge of a lonely piece of woods and at first paid no attention to our attempts to start it homeward. Our horses shied at the animal, ami it was all we could do to manage them. My friend sug gested that one of us dismount and drive the ‘boviuo.’ “ Excuse me, I answered, ‘1 never had any lovo for farm amusements, of which driving unwioldly calves is the least en ticing. If wo can’t drive Mr. Calf with our present force we will leave him in the lurch. 1 am strongly inclined to do that is it is.’ “ ‘Don’t be disagreeable. Tom,’ .-mill my friend, ‘it’s the first favor 1 lie govenor has asked of us Let liim sec that wo mean well.’ “With that he whipped up his horse and I followed suit, so the calf hud to move on or be run over, and snorting indig nantly he trotted ahead, hut with so many diversions after sweet spots of clover and other delicacies that w« thought we had an all-night job. “At last we sighted the gate, ami as we rebelled it we cloged up on the calf in such a way that wo run him through it and past the ohl man before he had | a chance for one of his clumsy j double and twisted jumps in an j otlmr and opposite direction. “But what wus our stiprise to see the governor tuke to his heels with the agility of a boy and go sprinting up the lane to the j house like a prize runner, get- j ting inside of the porch and nil ling the door closed after him. “ ‘Wht* is going to put the calf in the pasture?’ “ ‘Calf?' he roared out of the pirch window, ‘calf, you infer nal fool —that’s a big black ! bear, and he’ll chew you into | meat if you slay out there!” “It was a suet, and the bear' story getting out, we college boys got sue It a masting that! we shortened our vucution and went buck t<> halls of learning, where they didn’t know any better than we did the difference between a bear ami a calf,” — j Chicago Times Herald. A SON OK EKIN'. An Iritili officer who liuil the misfortune (o Ini dreadfully wounded in mm <if the buttles in Holland »aa lying on the ground, and an unfortunate Kiddiur who was near him, and waaulfin severely wounded.made a terrible howling, when the of ficer exclaim* d: “Hold yer row, will ye? Do you think tlmr** i*t nobody killed but yourself?”—Tit-Hits. HIS THE ATM EN r. Yeaat —What is Soak ley being treated for? Crimaonlieak—For thirst, I believe.—Yonkers Statesman. SOMETHING TO KNOW. It may be w >rth something to know that the very beat med icine for maturing the tired out nervoua ay a tom to a healthy vigor ia Electric Hitlers. This medicine is purely vegetable, acts by giving tone to the nervt centres in the stomach, gently stimulates the Liver and Kid neys, and aids these organs in thn wing oil impurities in the i blood. Electric Hitters im proves the appetite, aids diges tion, and is pronounced by those who have tried it us the . very best blood purifier ipid j nerve tonic. Toy it Bold for nOc *>y til Ml) per bottle at A. M. Winn or Bun’s Drug Store. 1.00 PER ANNUM, IN ADVANCF MISSIONARY COL UMN. |This column is devoted to the missionary cause, and is ed ited by the \\ . F. M, Society, Lawrenceville auxiliary. ] When Christ said “Go ye into all the world and preach the gospel to every creature” He meant that the people needed the gospel and that it is tin duty of Christians to send it to “all the world.” Now the Cal vanists tell us that God, before the foundation of the world, elected certain people for salva tion and that the Saviour died for the redemption of that num ber. But the Bible plainly teaches that the Saviour tasted death for all men and that sal vation is free. Relieving in the great doctrine of free grace, we propose to help send the gospel to all the world. There are numbers of missionaries today in heathen lands who are doing a great work but there is room for more workers. This work must continue until there i 8 not a soul, in this country or in Asia, Africa, Australia or the islands of the sea, who has not heard the gospel proucheil There are those who say that if God intends to save the heathen He will do it without our help, but there would never lie unything accomplished if the work was left to them, They would throw their cold-water Calvinism on the work which God has assigned his people here to do. The Missionary Review of the World says: “Paul is the prince of missionaries and chap ter viii. ot second Corinthians is the most stirring passage re lating to the missionary spirit that his pen ever produced. It the Christian church were only to learn those 24 verses by heart the world's redemption would tie nigh, eveu at the doors. The place of beginning should be at the fifth verse, which tells how the saints of Muco donia first gave their own selves to the Lord.” Christianity lias muds hn* mouse gains in the attention and devotion of young people It has identified in new ways Christian character with good citizenship. It is more aggres sive in its spirit and more in elusive in its aims. There is much wider interest in apply ing Christian principles to tin solution of problems affecting the present liuppiness and mu tual helpfulness of mankind. Interest in missions has broad ened, not lessened. Inquiries concerning the per son ot Christ and men’s rela tion with him are more uurner* ous and more earnest than ever before. There seems to be good evidence thut the Christian’s conscience is, in some direc tions, not less sensitive, und is more outspoken today titan in the lust generation.—The Con gregatioualist. TICK I.OVK. The concern manifested by native couverts f«>r the salvation of their heathen relatives and friends is often very striking. A remarkable instance of this uppeurs in the case of a Matu -1 110, who, becoming a servant in t|n< mission family at Kuruman was brought to a saving knowl edge of the truth. “Once,” says the missionary, “visiting her in sickness, 1 found her silting with a part ol tin- v.ord of God in lie;- hand, bathed in t--urs. Addressing her l said, ‘What is the caused your sorrow? Is it the baby still unwell?’ ‘No,’ ajie replied, ‘my baby is | well.’ “ ‘Your inother-iu-law?’ I en | 11 u i red . “ ‘No, no,’ she replied, ‘it is j my own dear mother.’ “Here again she gave vent to her grief, and holding out the gospel of Luke in a hand wet with tears, she exclaimed, ’my mother will never see this word.’ Shu wept again and again and said, ‘O, my uiotl er and my friends,' they live in heathen darkness and shall they die without seeing the light wyicli has shone on me, and without tasting tljat love which I have tasted'.” liaising her eyes to heaven, she sighed a prayer, and I heard these words, 'my mother, my mot her!’ “Shortly after this 1 called upon to watch over her dying pillow, and descended with her to her to Jordou’s banks. She feared no rolling billow. She looked on her babe and com meuded it to the care of her t|od and Saviour, The last words 1 j heard from her tips wjsre, 'my j mother, ‘ Hum’s Horn, Our happiness m this world, depends very largely on the at-j faction we are able to inspire, j POWDER Absolutely Celebrated for its great leavening sareogth and healtbfiilness. As sures the rood against alum and all forms of adulteration common to rlie cheap brands. Koyai. Haki.vo I’ownun company, Nkw York. STONE THE WOMAN—LET THE MAN GO FREE. Yes, stone tlie woman—let the man go tree! Draw back your skirts lest they perchance may touch Her garments as she passes; but, to him Put'forth a willing hand to clasp with his That led her to destruction and disgrace. Shut up from her the sacred ways of toil That slie no more may win an honest meal; Bui ope to him all honorable paths Where be may win distinction. Give to him Fair, pressed-down measures of Life’s sweetest joys. Pass her, oh maiden with a pure broad face! If she puts out a poor poluted palm; But lay thy hand in his on bri dal day And swear to cling to him with wifely love Ami tender reverence. Trust him who led A sister woman to a fearful fate. Yes, stone the woman —let the man go free! Let one soul sutler for the guilt of two. It is the dojptrine of a hurried world. Too out of breath for holding balances Where nice distinctions ami in justices Are calmly weighed. But, ahl how will i! l>e On tbut strange duy of (ire and flame— When ,men shall wisher with a mystic fear And all shall stand before the One true Judge ? Shall sex make then a differ* enoe in sin ? Shall He, the searcher of the hidden heart, — lii His eternal and fine decree— Condemn the woman and for give the man ? Yours truly, J. I). Lookridoe. Milledgeville, Ga., July '2'J. ALL SORTS. The sheriff is usually a man of many attachments. The largest mammoth tusk yet discouered was 10 feet in length. The best bricks in the world are made by the tribes of central Asia. The Buddhist nuns in Burma have their heads completely shaved. Merchants who do not attend to their business should not complain if their business does not attend to them.—Hard ware. Calcutta, India, is a great ed ucational centre, one of the greatest in the world. It has JO colleges, with ii.tXM) students and 4<> high schools, with X,OOO students. In the city there are altogether about 5fi,(XX) English speaking and non-Christian na tives. Great Britain and Australia ire the only islands which ex ceed Cuba in natural resources When not wasted by war, Cuban produces, with a large share of her soil untouched. £20,000,000 worth of sugar and tobacco an nually, besides the products of orcbaids and forests, rivers and mountain mines. If the human being possessed strength as great in proportion as that of shellfish, the average inau would he able to lift the enormous weight of 2,97*1,(XX) -annuls, pulling iu the same de gree as a limpet. Aud if the man pulled in the same propor tionate degree as the cookie, he would sustain a weight id no less than B,lo<sjO<Xt punda. We asked a solus d teacher a few days ago if he could spell ‘Cudak. ’ “No,” he replied, “whoever hail'd of a thing like that ?’’ “Well, did you ever see a Camera ?” we asked. “Oh, yes I” he replied earn estly, “I saw a di«eu at one time iu a circus show. ” H» passed mi, thiidurtg he was the smartest man iu town.