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WAIFS AND WUIMS.
Color blindness thought to , be
M
growing prevalent. l or instanci a
man with a red nose thinks that nobody
If, as we have wisdom, been taught, know grey of
are a si of we hundr^i some
men who will live to be one
and forty-nirie ybars old, and still carry
about with them in head as black as a
raven’s Wing.
Kentucky girls have been married
in the Mammoth Cave, and Buffalo girls
on the Niagara Suspension Bridge.—
Bouton Post. The first must have
deemed matrimony a cell, and the latter
a state of suspense.
Daniel O’Connel once met a con¬
ceited literary friend, and exclaimed:
“ I saw a 1” capital “Did thing you?” in eagerly your last
pamphlet plied his delighted listener; “ what re¬
was
it?” “A pound of butter.”
Nothing so takes the courage out of
a social story absent-injnded teller as, to relate a funny
yarn to an man, who not
only neglects the to laugh, but five the minutes
later toils funny man same
story and expects him to .be intensely
amused.
The editor of the Hauquoi.t (N. Y.)
big Register suggests that persons sending in
eggs will please accompany them by
several ordinary sized ones, nojt for pub¬
lication, but * *> tlinti the contrast-kill good be
apparent and as a guaranty iff
faith. . .
Seth Green says it is as easy to raise
fish as it is to raise chickens; but it is
not so. A than may sit on the river’s
bank with fishing tackle all day without
raising bis a single and fish, but lie may go into
hen-house raise a chicken—off
its roost—in two minutes.
“ Wilis* Ph the milk,
-
Miss BroyiB'T’ olFmaid, asked a yoiwj man of ft
fidgity it the sti >per table, she
Do you fake me tor a w:
answered. “ Well.” he added, “ as no
one has taken you thus far, and you’ve
waited one.” so very ' long, I should think you
were
When you hear a man, in the midst
of an argument say, “ Well l don’t pre
tend to be any judee of so and so, hut,
according to mv idea, it is so and so,”
vru can just het that he does consider
himself a jttdgfe <4%e matter under
Extract from a remarkably sharp
boy’s habit composition totTacco on tobacco: *s. bad; “The in
or using very
fact, my Third Reader says it is dis¬
gusting. Even hogs Won’t, use tobacco.
But that’s because they ain’t persever¬
ing. No one likes tobacco the first
time. And if hoes woult^oxilyatisk: to
it a little while, there wouldn't be no
more said about their ret'using l be filthy
stuff.”
As P. T. Barnum was selecting a tur
ke n ■ spaa_
th< re 1
a larpij | itoSPe*. ian, Mv. specting said, it with IBs
an mile: an “ WMt, ' do jfou irnttjn iell eld
s that
gentlefcan fofi” Vjth an air of tri¬
umph profit.” tlie^wnCr replied. “I sell him
fora ffA-j-rmbhetL Oh, I sup¬
posed he wa£ a pat riarA was the
quiet responpe. The study of sacred
ard history termiijated.— -Bridgeport Stand
“ What a delightful place tbe coun¬
try must be,” said young Fitzalmont to
an ethereal being who had lived on a
farm all her life. “Nothing to do but
to pluck buttercups and daises, and hear
the little birds chirping all', day. And
city then folks the gurgling don’t know crooks. 'Ah/me! wfe
wbat the country
is.” Ihen the maiden looked up into
his face with the covest kind of a
smile, and warbled: “You’re wav off,
young’un; don’t tbig js pig-stickin’ time, an’
we have no daisies, an’ bufcteretips,
an’gurgling brooks. yoCng Somebody’s been
a stuffin’ yotfl” That man will
not visit the country soon again.
carrier A],,We,.
Experiments were recently made in
i witzerland to ascertain whether carrier
pigeons would start at great altitudes,
and would and their way from summits
covered with s«f>ty as well as from lesser
heights. I wo pigeons were act at lib
erty on the Berg i, at a height of 8,600
♦eet. After perching a lew minutfa on a
neighboring rock, they took flight
m the direction of the Eiger;
hut soon after .hey returned to the hut
whence they had. tieen liberated. They
did not start again for some time, when
they toox the route to their cot, al
theugh, surrounded by mountains, they
hau not seen the country. Of these two,
one did not reach its destination till
seven days alter, the otherfanfid to ap
pear, Neither (it should be said) had
Deen accustomed to be set at liberty at a
great distance irom its coti Another
erperitncr e insisted in letting off two
pigeons (une o wh ich had not been
trained tor great distances), abotttff) :3|
a. highest, m., at point a point of theJtoJiiilor o<h£eo* and A- j3,Mi thj
feet above the sea level. They immedi
y ro *f\ l aT % e
circle*, . and their flight
teett down
tec uiimiL Adiuth*ra L' i R- t ui brU and l:e j’o fschwalveren. tbe
* co t a *
artnree o elodK next day (eight .
hours alter startmg). The other did not
turn up. ifterfsjjlt of these observa
tions is the m^e interest-mfe.because
in several lflstarfehs pigeons let off from
balloon* htgh up in air have seemed in
capable of sustaining themselves, and
bale fal.en to ea-tb like an inert mass,
\re There Any More of Them ?
A young Maine farmer married a
highly cultured Boston girl, who didn’t
know the first thing about housekeeping,
but had devoted her youth to thestudy of
geology and insteajipof mint^loiry,and wheajie took
ner h'ltne, wc4w> attendingtetiouae
hold finite*. ’ ahw* roaming' a bon'
the farm, an I soon d Hoovered on her
busbar d's bind a geld mine Worth
$40,000.
UillJ. Davis, we.i known in the
atrkal J. H. Ha«rlkJim^|#4 r.-ito j? -M.<#*'<*<:St IfemaMrige <« r
at the CHM'l Pwf!*
Mi-w .!<•#wBIWtf a pmnwtierff
contralto.
The ¥atkinsville Advance.
VOLUME I.
Yalencian Beamy nnd Brntvu.
I Edward King in Boston Jonrnal.j
The square in which ten years ago I
8aw Francois Coppee men Jving, the steam, as
says in his leuend of
of the Saragossa, rising from their blood on
vement, as the hot sun heat
fier y down upon it, and now filled
tuoiasly-fbmed, with al/ppm!-eyed, fistic dark-liaired, maidlns, shielded volup
nouncing UB< parti-colored in soft awnings, in and an¬
and even musical
voices, the excellence of the fruits or
flowers which they desired to sell.
Prom the church which I had seen be¬
leaguered hospital one day and turned forth into a
the next, poured a cur¬
rent of nurse-maids carrying pretty
babies and followed by anxiouB mothers.
Some ceremony for the good of the most
Catholic infants had just been per¬
formed sounded within, and the soft notes of the
organ like a heavenly benedic¬
tion hovering over the pretty children.
And how pretty the babies are in the
Hnd of sunshine and muddled politics.
They totally disarrange one’s theories
about a race in decadence.
Personal beauty of a robust, vigorous
and enduring type is as common in
Spain in the as that$i#e. flowers in the h
Certainly physical there are
few br no evidences of decay
in the race which conquered Mexico
and Peru. I%fore us, from time to time,
as we sat passed sur fing ourselves handsome, in the great
fquarey Snen as as ele¬
gant and of mien, and I doubt waded not as brave
cruel as those who through
the swamps of Florida, and put the
French “heretics” to the point of the
sword among the sand hillsof the great
peninsula. The political decline has
not had any influence that is percepti¬
ble on the physique.
But to return to the babies, We
dred thought there must be stopping at least five hun¬
of th'em, and to count
them, we found that the fcivish nurse-maids
carrying tmffii Were so of heart
assassinating and beat glances The that velvety we took fright
a retreat. glances
were thrown away on strangers and
heretics, as the youthful nurses soon
discovered. A kind of mental telephone
seemed to be in operation from end to
end of the procession, and as soon as the
nurses at the head had found us out,
those who came afterward in the long
|Un« fcuws tteme&kto know all that the oth^s
.^7>^ ssftixia k
be a etl V ld u E a b ^ ? crot f
whidh . the shadow . of the high church
’f 8 ” damp and chill. We heard
the organ murmurs until we turned a
corner which brought ns into the neigh¬
borhood of the vast cathedral, where
there was also an inn, and a court-yard
JiHed with postilions with mud-splashed jesting diligences, maids-of-all- and
with
work, ’lalfhing apd taking them by the chins,
and in round, wholesome
voices.
A ** ¥# %*i iini Toflfcuc
was
a can istrict of North
ern P 1 had been ad
vised that tfcej Hu ay of more erudition
would-help heareflL ft hi his education to the favor had of his
at been
negleiNBdr* n*8t was only byadrawing
upon the knowledge of the Welsh
tongue, which he had been taught as a
child, that he hoped to properly impress
his congregation. At different points
in his sermon he remarked that the
Latin, Greek, or Hebrew, as the case
might be, was much more expressive
’ban the English translation, and then
be woud g 1TO a few sentences of Welsh,
Everything was going along smoothly,
an< end | of ^irnnister, his sermon, as thought he approached he would the
K lvc thcm J ust mor « taste ° f ‘he
dead , , languages. “Iam about to read
y°u> he,’ another passage on this
subject. But it js another altered of those pag¬ the
‘hat have been in
and I will read it to you in
‘ ,be Chaldaic, in which it was written.
He was just about to give them a little
door a jolly-lookiDg man, keep who from was bursting hold
j D8 r ]j; 8 g ; ( | ea tight The to minister took in
with laughter.
the situation in an iDBtant. Here was
a man in the church who understood
Welsh, and was laughing at the trick
that had been played upon the congre
gation. But not a feature in the min
fater’s face changed. the laughing Fixing his eye
straight upon thought he man. just about as
the congregation was
to give the Chaldaic version, he said
again in Welsh: “Fir God’s sake, my
friend, don’t say a word k with about you.” this until The
I have achance to ta
congregation went home satisfied that
they had listened to one of the most
learned of sermons; the Ktughing man
never told the story, and the minister
wa g s oan settled over the church, the
people believing that a minister who
could read the scripture in half a dozen
languages was just the man for them.
Target Ball.
George Ligowsky, Woeber, of Cincinnati, tie Bremen acd
Sergeant Amos of
Street Police District, have invented a
new explosive target-half that must
eventually supersede the all other kinds of
target-balls in market, especiallly
those made of clay, glass. other The light ball is made
0 f a shell of or plastic
material, which is coated internally with
fulminate that will readily explode the
hall tbe instant the ball is struck with a
8 hot. The hall is made of two hemi
spherical shells, and desired is capable of being
molded into any shape. Tbe
margin otherwise of the shell* joined is glued"or cemented,
or balls will together, and the
transportation. not explode by handling or
As soon, however, as a
shot fractures the ball, and drive* the
fragments ignitie*, inwardly, the fulminate in
dcstWy* stautly ball. generating The agas that
the advantages of
auch a ball are, that, thebdlts more
easily fractured than a glass one; the
elay will not cause tbe shot to glance
aside and leave 1 be tartret unbroken,
and tbe fragment* will not injure a
lawn or grow plot, as the sma'I particles
pf clay of tie are weather. soon ^composed by the ac
V YArff&mW»r " ftwte i t " " “ — into public
a man
favor by using a derrick.
WATKIN8VILI,E, GEORGIA APRIL 28, 1880.
A »GGAt» » VHILV.
BV W. J. LAMPTON.
A traveler otice in traveling ’round,
Just happened on an old time town,
Whose streets were overgrown with grass,
Where cows moved off to let pics pass,
Whose people slept uj*on their feet,
And rested alway- 'twitsso sweet;
Whose houses never knew repair.
While grim decay wn.i everywhere.
The traveler met 8t last a man
And Welt” qttPstliWied Raid the him as travelers con.
“ man, who was a wit,
“ Theold town's laded, just a bit,
But years ago I say ’twas nice
When real estate was worth its price;
Our families then were bluest bl»xx\
Nor any 'round here hfober stood.
But now, sins, the whole thing’s played;
Families and nil are bad decayed.”
“ The A decayed thing family I'd ” the traveler cries,
“ very highly priae
To meet and look unon ana know
Before to newer lands I go
Where decayed families are not known
Among a people freshly grown.”
*’ Ah,” said the man, ” I know a place
Where such a family has the*pace.
m And gladly if you’ll come with me, my fnond,
aid your aim and end.”
The two walked off, the tra.-eier sure
He’d see a family old and pure.
" " Yea,” I said they the call guide this at the first half,
But guess don’t family thing a vault
you see this here,
Bating And back for many a year,
lying time?”—be in this tomb I s’poso
A Jong held his nose—
“ Man and matron, child and maid
Is one, l reckon, much decayed.”
And then he smiled a sad. sweet smile
Ag While geut'y Mr. as Traveler, a cross-cut fully file,
Simply iemsrked, ” Well, crammed, I’ll be d—-d.”
—Oil Cily Derrick.
BETTY'S SOI.il.Y.
The cows are housed, the milking done,
The sheep nrc in the fold;
1 hear the vespers of the birds
The Across the from* dewy he woM. mursh late,
mowers t come
The sunset bells have tolled,
I see them loom, like silhouettes.
Against the sunset gold.
And, pushing o’er their loosened sails
From some last, lingerihg my,
A fleet of homeward llshing-boats
I hear Comes the rippling up the bay.
That clinks closing of the forge
ucioss the way,
And, as he doffs his frock, the strain,
Of George’s rouudelay.
Another He will minute, beside with a bouml,
rue be
While fisher John comes from the wharyes
And Joseph from the lea.
My heart is tom to choose betwixt,
With all a-wooing me;
I think—perhaps try and love ’twill he as well—
To all three.
—Boston TmnttripU
THRF.K iMti nnrits.
Three dmmmers went drumming out Into the West,
Out into the West with “ prices down
Each blew of the sample that paid him best,
And they blew from one end to the other of town,
For W jaws hen prices must wag
tire weak.
And jaws must be su|>
■ I’lemented ny cheek.
Yet they at the bar ” stood groaning-.
Three drummers st ood swon ring from hour to hour—
They They’d made not a sale in the whole wide town;
swore at their luck and they raved at the
Their times; Robinson, Jones and Brown.
names were
For jaws must wag
W en prices are weak,
And jaws must be sun
Piemented by cheek.
Yet they at the “ bar ” stood groaning.
Three corpses hung limp from their sample bag
Their straps; sample
bag wailing straps, and their prices down;
Three bosses are their trades’ mishaps
And the loss of Robinson, Jones aud Brown.
For jaws can’t wag
And useless ih cheek,
When drummers iu thousands
stand Go through in a bar week
And at the ruin groaning.
THE LOST LETTER.
Jacob Carter and Albert Harrison
were merchants living in adjoining
between towns. The them strong in boyhood friendship bad existing
not de*
clined in manhood. Each possessed
sterling traits of character, though the
two Sir, men Carter were quite unlike. beloved
was much, for his
gentle nature and of kindly his fellow-men qualities, The
short-comings always viewed by him with charitable were
a
eye. Mr. honest, Harrison, on the contrary,
though an true man, was harsh
and inflexible, and quick to condemn
any deviation in others from the code
of rectidudelaid down for himself
One he bright sealed morning letter he he said had to his
sob, written: as a just
“ Paul, I want you to carry this letter
to the postoflice. Don’t stop on the way.
It must go out in tbe next mail.”
Paul took it, put on his hat, and went
whistling down the street. On his way
he had to pass the home of Caleb Parker,
his most intimate friend.
“ Halloo! ’ called Caleb from the pi¬
azza. “I’ve just bad a streak of luck.
Newfoundland Uncle Roger has given me a splendid
“Oh, that’s dog.” joliy 1 ”
returned Paul,
eagerly. in' and him,”
“ Come see urged Caleb,
church-steeple. Paul glanced It at lacked the clock on the
a full half
hour to mail-time. Thoughtless of the
disobedience he was committing, he
yielded to the could temptation be easily before spared. him.
A ‘ew minutes
He hurried with Caleb to the shed
where “Rover” was tied, and spept five
minutes admiring and praising the
“splendid Hen pnnpy.” continued
he his walk. But on
reaching the postoflice; lie found, to his
great ! dismay, that the letter was miss
ing He * he had
wtt sure catefnHy put it
in his pocket. ptilltng^it What should hjalSlker- he doj He
chief rcmjiBtoered while talking
(riraunk
Trig eiuickly if waa'p'robaBlP retraced his iffell
steps to Mr.
Parker’s house. HP told Caleb his
trouble, and the two made a thorough
search. But the letter could not be
found. Paul was in agony,
“ I’d about as soon be killed a* to go
home and tell father. He told me not
to ston by the way, and he’ll whip me
awfully.” “Do know what
you was in the let
ter?” inquired Caleb, after thinking a
little.
“Yes. .Father wrote to Mr. Carter to
send him twenty barrels of flour, to last
till “Then he gets a supply youmelf from tbe whipping West.”
holding save Don't a by
your father tongue. about it. nay a word
to your Come to
room and write another letter, and sign
your father’s name lo it. ’Twontdoanr
harm, and Only ’twill keep bring whiit.” the flour all the
same
Paul hesitated. He knew Caleb wa*
straightforwairdeourse a wrong councilor; that a frank and
one.
' Rut he had been twice severely pun-
isbed for email acts of thoughtless diso¬
bedience, fresh in and the pain of the blows was
his memory.
“ Well, on the whole, Caleb, 1 guess
I’ll iollow your advice. I can’t see
what hurt'it’can do.”
They went into the house. Paul took
the offered pen and ink, and quickly
wrote thus:
“ Mr. Cartkr —Dear “MRRRiTowN,Mny 9,-. ,
Sir: l wish topurohaso
of you twenty barrels of gooii flour, to be sent,
immediately. A. Harrison, per I’. H.”
Paul had seen his father’s clerk write
letters on business, and sign them in
this way.
Ten minutes later he deposited the
letter in the postoffice and went ho me.
“ Did yon get my letter in before the
mail went?” asked Mr. Harrison, as
Paul entered the parlor.
“ The letter was there in time,” was
the evasive reply.
A growing uneasiness now took pos¬
session of thb boy’s heart, and he really
felt sorry he had not braved his father’s
displeasure, had and owned the truth. He
been guilty of crooked dealing, and
his act (as such acts always de) left
something to dread. It was too late
now, he reasoned, to retrieve the mis¬
take-; but what might come of it, he
could not tell. Three days afterwards,
Mr. Harrison received twenty barrels of
flour from the wholesale house of Mr.
Carter.
It was a great relief to Paul’s mind.
The letter substituted had apparently
fulfilled its purpose as well as if ijt had
been the original.
Harrison A week said went by. One morning Mr.
to his wife at the break¬
fast table,
I sent a check of one hundred and
why fifty it dollars to been Mr. Carter. Don’t see
hasn’t, acknowledged.”
Terror and dismay instantly over¬
spread Paul’s face, and be quickly left
the table. It had not before occurred
to him that the lost letter held a check,
which was lost too. The thought ap¬
palled him, and terrible forebodings
tortured his soul.
Late in the afternoon of that day, as
Paul gat alone in Uie library, the door¬
bell rang, and a moment after, he heard
his father cordially greet Mr. Carter and
invite him into the parlor.
together. They held Mr. a low, Carter earnest seemed conversation be
to giv¬
ing some important information which
astonished Mr. Harrison.
The door was ciosed, nut occasionally
part of a sentence c»me distinctly to
Paul’s ears. He heard the words,
“check;” “stolen ” from a letter;” “State
prison offense; “ young for such a
crime.”
He looked out of the window into the
street, and a strong impulse seized him to
lice from the house, but his Jimbs. were
powerless Suddenly to act- Mr. Harrison
opened the
door.
Carter “,Paiil, wishes come talk here,” with he you.” saia. “ Mr.
to
T Fne boy went into the parlor, nervous
and trembling. One glance at the weary,
serious expression of Mr. Carter’s face
seemed to assure him of his coming
doom. Faintly, and with a palpitating
heart, he returned the gorid man’s salu
tation.
“ I want to ask you a few questions,”
bfgan —why, Mr. Carter. shake “Can I you What’s tell me
now you the
matter?”
stammered “ Nothing—yes—I—I Paul. don’t know,”
“ I want you to tell me all you know
about—”
“ O sir,” interrupted Paul, quickly,
“I never told you a lie I never, nevek!
and 1 hope you’ll believe me nowl”
“ Believe what, my son?”
“That—that--1 didn’t steal the cheek I
I—I lost your letter—hut—but—I didn't
know it held a check!” with chattering
teeth.
“Lost my letter! what letter? Out
with the truth 1” commanded Mr, Har¬
rison.
“ The one you wrote to Mr. Carter.
You gave it to me to carry to the post
office. There was plenty of time before
the mail closed/ and I stopped a fijiv
minutes to look at Caleb’s now do ie
letter was dropped somewhere, 1
couldn’t find it-l-and—and .
I thought it
was another only and an order signed for flour, and l wrot<*
your name to it. 1
knew ’twould bring the flour all the
same, and it did.
Paul began to cry.
“ 1 seceived that letter, and forwarded
the flour at once,” put in Mr. Carter.
“ Go on, Paul. Bo you have forged a
letter for me. What else have you
done?” asked: Mr. Harrison, in a severe
tone.
“That’s «11 I have to tell—nothing
else,” sobbed the boy.
“Your father’s letter, With a check of
one hundred and fifty dollars, camel to
me. I had two letters, one a few diys
after the other,” said Mr. Carter. “ <■
lost letter had been picked up and fir
warded according to its written di Ac¬
tion.”- A look of mingled relief and sur¬
prise “ Why suddenly did came over Paul’s face.
the ejsheck, then?” you suspeetmeof he asked, drying steal tog |>s
tears:* m
“Don’t see whatf to think 1
did, suspect you. questioned
Mr. Carter.
“ Because T
talking letter, about and a
from a ljust after that you
mentioned my name.’’
Mr. Carter burst into a hearty lsugh,
and even the knitted brows of Mr. Har¬
rison relaxed. Paul's face flushed
cnirl N m -
“You were more frightened than
hurt, bis hand my boy,” Paul’s said Mr. Garter, laying
on shoulder. “Your
course was and apt is right, easily and alarmed. guilt ia But a loud
accuser, had no
one suspected you of stealing. Paul,
I was only telling your father that Abel
has Phillips, lately the son of one of our friends,
; Hk«!y forged on a stolen check, and
' >* to go to prison.”
“But something was certainly said
about me.”
- j “Yes; I a-red to see you, te inquire
about your schoolmate, Ned J^e, who
want* Paul a place in my >tore.”
gave Mr. Carter all the Inftirma
‘ tlon he wanted about bis schoolmate,
while Mr. Hsrri*on sat thinking, lh
i . ject. was not “Paul,” quite ready said he, to change sternly, the sub
“how
comes it you are ro late in owning that
you lost my letter f" ■
Paul hung his head.
“’Twasn’t right, I know, father. I
hated to hide it, but. I thought ’twould
—’twould Paul left save the me from and a the beating.” merchants
room,
were “Albert,” again a'one. said Mr.
“we been Carter, earnestly,
have friends from boyhood,
and I hope you won’t take offense atniy
helping plain speaking. Don’t make you arogue?” see you are
your son to
“ A rogne! What do you mean?”
“ That’s what, the end will be. Paul
is but a little thoughtless and impetuous,
dread a good of punishment, boy in the main, ft that was
forced you see,
him to act underhanded in this
keeping thing. Encourage less frankness in He liim by
him under fear. lias
taken his lesson in artifice. God grant
it may be his last.”
Half an hour later, Mr. Carter went
sorbed away, and in thought. Mr. Harrison sat tong ab¬
A revelation had been made to him,
and he arose and went to Paul’s room.
heavier “ Well, Paul,” said for he, “you have paid
a if the penalty concealment first,” than
truth had been told at
“ Indeed I have, father; I never had
anything life.” worry me half so much in my
“ Alw ays be true and open, Paul, and
you need have no fear of me,”
Father and son had both learned an
important lesson.— Youth's Companion.
A Workingman on Prison Labor.
fVhtladvlyhia Weekly $oton,l
We ask attention to the following
statement of a workingman’s view of the
subject. printer, James It was Beale, written by a working
of iloslou. He
writes in acknowledging Ihe receipt of
for a pamphlet the irflhates advocating of the trade of education Refuge;
House
“I have no sympathy for anything tend¬
ing to formally establish guilds and
classes in society; lienee any so-called
woikingmen’s movements I view with
such great suspicion. ‘all toil is Sundry honorable, apothegms,
as etc., are
freely granted; everybody in some way
lutely works, dependent but some classes are not abso¬
on their labor for an
income, or have more and greater op¬
class portunities it matters for realizing little whether profit. thecrimi To this
nal classes learn trades or not; there is
no competition for them to fear. But
to us for who are dependent on what we can
earn difference. the means or living, it makes a
vast I will illustrate by
cases of my personal knowledge. Here
in Boston our juvenile.offenders are sent
to Deer Island during their minority.
There, among business, other things, ttiey learn
the supplitd printing already. which is over
delegation from Deer Every little while a
Bland return to
the city, their time having expired.
They seek work, are willing to accept a
reduced rate of wages; down comes ours
to correspond. This is unfair to us. At
Concord, in the State Prison, the hat,
boot and shoe and trilder’s trade have
been taught with the same damaging ef¬
fect. 1 know a firm of gilders who con¬
tracted for prison labor, and then gave
their operatives the alternative, either
to work at this greatly reduced rate or
not work at all. Now the criminal has
just as have; much right to l.ve as we honest
men but lie has no right, just be¬
cause he has sinned, to ask us to help
him pay the penalty. Think of the
morals of the workshop where these
birds of evil are admitted. While I ad¬
mit that all the percentage tables that
ever kindly were drafted, fully appreciate the
thropist, spirit and that actuates ‘God speed’ the philan¬
sav to any¬
thing that will alleviate suffering and
prevent crime, I cannot afford to have it
done at my expense, On general prin
ciples, I believe that onre a criminal,
always ho; such men work at trades
they damage have the harued, only long enough to
business for honest people.
There are two sides to everything. The
other side of this is, that if the prisons
creased are not prison self-supporting, expenditure; it means ami that in¬
means increased taxation, ana that
eventually in comes out of the working¬
men Ihe way of added cost lo all his
distributed purchases. But then it i* more widely
and is not so great a bur¬
den. My idea is, select some hard, la
borous calling, brand that as Infamous,
and bring make prison prisoners labor work at it; but do
not into competition
with the labor of people who try to keep
outs’de prison walls. Even if this is a
one-sided view of the question, Btill it
needs looking after. Tne boot and shoe
makers are just hangingon to life, prrlely
because they are compelled to compete
with this class of labor. It is not fair
and ought to be remedied.”
The Defect in Art.
(Lartbury Nfcwn.f
There is one defect in art which few
are aware of. We refer to the toes in
human figures. You look at a picture
or a bared, piece of statuary where the feet
are and you will find that tbe
toes are made straight. This is not
natural: It Is right the reverse. You
look at your own toes and you will see
that nails they lap over each other, and the
are so turned around that you
have to get behind yourself to pare
them.
Buy few words rhyme with “ adver
riser.”
The advortiwjr,
He is wlssr
Than the Kaiser,
about exhaust* the pane !.—Fret Press.
indeed! Then perhaps you never heard
that: There once was a miser, who
lived by a geyser on fast-rolling Jser,
and married Eli/, r, and tried to ad¬
vise l er that no early riser would ever
despise her, but highly kitchen would pri-eher,
if she Id's her to and iriesher
old man’s appetizer in the shape of a
good breakfast And before he get* up in the
hausted morning. tbe panel isn't ex¬
fft
, ^ l _________
A . new use has , been , , found , for , , board
irig . house buckwheat cakes in the oil
region, second-hand -they are utilized millers. for patching
up steam
-
longest The shortest joke often makes the
run.
NUMBER 8.
A Night With Wolves.
'^PhUtulelphift Times.)
Richard Davidson and Porter Smith
of Jersey Shore, started out on a grand
the haunts of the wolves in the wilder¬
ness, where they had been attracted by
the carcass of an ox which had died
'some days before. They traveled in a
light little wagon, Within drawn by two horses of
value. a short distance
of the hunting ground was an old
deserted stable, which had la cn used by
a crew of lumbermen. The hoise and
wagon were left there in custody of a
boy when the hunters started for the
hunting board about ground, sixteen each feet carrying long, a pine the
for
purpose found of small putting up a platform. twelve They
two tries, about feet
apart, whore they erected a platform
with the plank and rope about fifteen
feet above the ground, and to cacti tree
they fastened ropes to assist them up
and down. They then started in search
of the wolves, leaving their guns on the
platform, cautiously Their watching each step
of the way. pockets were filled
with assafmtida, in order that the wolves
might scent them. They had gone but
a short distance when the wolves made
their appearance, and they immediately
retreated and ascended the platform,
when the wolves were at the bate of the
tree in a few minutes.
They selected four of the pack nnd
shot them at once, when, to their dis¬
comfiture, they discovered that through
an oversight stable, they had they left the ammuni¬
tion at the and were without
powder or hall. The prospect was not
cheering. cold Night was They coming had on hut and little the
was severe.
and room on the foot platform the to move drove around,
at the of trees a of
fied wolves, which their legion, imagination magni¬
into almost a wore making
jumping night hideous half with their howling the platform. and
up way to
and They Secured themselves to the boards that
trees for by means of qf sleep ropes, so might if
overcome want they
not fall if they should lose their balance.
Davidson threw a small piece of meat,
strongly them, seasoned and with had the strychnine, satisfac¬
among soon
tion of seeing ono of the number strug¬
gling after dark in the the agonies pack of reinforced death. Boon by
was
three had been more attracted hungry-iooking devils, which
The night by the the bowlings. platform
was night spent on
and it was a of terror, made all
the gloomier by the yellsof the infuriated
beasts, maddened by their ineffectual Some
attempts to reach the scaffold.
time in the night a portion of them left
and the sharp crack of a revolver was
been prdof discovered. that the hoy About s place sunrise of refuge the had
re¬
mainder departed in the direction of the
carcass of the ox.
down Satisfied Smith that concluded they might that risk he coming would
descend and seek the boy who had been
left in charge of the horses, while
Davidson would prepare breakfast. They
accordiugly ing fire came kindled down, and soon a roar¬
was at the root of a
large direction tree. of the Smith stable proceeded in of the the
in quest
boy and team. A few rods from his
place of destination he found a large
wolf boy, lying dead, having been shot by
the who, on their arrival there, was
found |>erched on the top of the stable,
safe, but almost frozen. In the stafi’e
were two wolves that had been so badly
hurt by the horses in their struggles to
escape that it was but the work of a mo¬
ment to kill them. One of the horseH
had been killed and was partially de
voured, and hitten the other but was loose in the stable
After some, not seriously hurt.
seasoning the carcass of the dead
horse abundantly with stryebuine they
started back to the platform carrying
with them their aritmunitiori. Driving
there they partook of breakfast and
then and sleeping s’ept a few alternately. hours, each About watching
noon
they concluded to start for home, having
stripped in the the dead Arriving wolves of their the hides
morning. the largest at pack stable
four of of the were
found there, but were almost dead from
eating They the poisoned killed carcass of It the horse.
were at once. was now
tolerably certain that the pack had been
destroyed. With thirteen hioes and
scalps day, having the hunters reached home of Satur¬
received a bounty $180,
and the skins are estimated as worth at
least $50 more, making a pretty success¬
ful trip, after paying for the old horse.
!r He Only Would l
Among the crowd, says the Rochester
Democrat, that surged forward towards
the gates, ns the St. Louis express rum¬
bled into the Central Depot, last even¬
ing, was a little old woman dressed in
black, with a little white old face bonnett, just visi¬ and
ble beneath a rusty
above a great comforter wound high
around the neck. Jostled this way and
that by the hurrying throng, she was
about to pars the gate when the gate
man stopped her by a motion of the
hand and a demand for het ticket.
f “(am didn’t not buy going ticket.” away,” she replied.
" a
“Then you ean’t go through litre;
against order*, you know.”
" But, sir, my it,” son is coming, and—”
“ Gan’t i, help was the hurried re
piv. “Htay fu re and be will come to you
quick enough.” would,”
“ Ali, sir, if he only was the
reply, and the tfcmble in the little
woman’s voice arrested tbe impatient
murmur of those Ire-faind; “oh, sir, if
he only would ! but he died iu Cieve
bringing land, last week; bov home and now they are He
my in a ex ffui.
was ” the only one I had-O, thank you,
g j r
The gate was thrown wide open, an
known friendly h'itoi undated her on,
and in a moment the m*i face of the
little old woman in black w,.„ lost in the
crow d.
He who waits, and works while he
waits, will surely emerge at length, and
his work ] will be worthy of this place,
xu e ea p js all , the greater because of
the race that goes before it. 'flic
ref ,t become* all the stronger at the
because it has been m long held
bacic by obstacles, and the noblest work
s done by him who has had ‘q wait for
long before He could get at It,
A
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I.lltf lut. TERtW t«!f MORE .SPACE
THOUGHTS FOR SUNDAY.
Perfect love never settled in a light
p eft( j
xr™ “ a TOd, " i
Fools tie knots, and wise men loose
them.
What is lost to-day may be won to¬
morrow.
When one door is shut, another ]s
opened.
In envy is steeped the venom of all
other vices,
*
No reason will rule unreasonable and
absurb men.
As omiss-ion of diet breedeth diseases,
sort duties. *
Hope being born with love, always
lives with it.
The soul of woman lives in love,—
Mrs. Sigourney.
Flattery is like friendship in show,
but not iu fruit.
A aoosE-quiLL is -more dangerous
than a lion’s claw.
Whoever learns to stand alone must
learn to fall alone.
There is not a single thing in the hu¬
man soul that ought not to work by
love
Riches are of little avail in many of
the calamities to which mankind arc
liable.
1 oo know of many who resist tempta¬
tion with saeriflee-t whieh they would
gladly exchange for mere physical
lation.
Christians should remember the
poor, and never allow ritualism to
wholly Transcript. supplant victualism .—Rostnn
Our life i» like Alpine countries,
where winter is found ny the side of
summer, and where it is but a step from
a garden to a glacier.
What greater satisfaction can the
world afford, or what pleasure can be
compared with that of winning a battle
and triumphing over an adversary?
The true principle is to do with yottr
day might by that day, which in the is firm lying conviction at your hand that
you are thereby training yonrsell into
fitness for your future vocation.
Good service is prompt service. It
ceases to be a favor when he upon whom
the service is conferred has lost in
patience and bestowed hope deferred what he
tude. might have in love ami grati¬
How often a new affection makes a
new man. The sordid, cowering soul
turmtheroje. The (rivolousgirl becomes
the steadfast martyr of patience a< d
ministration, transfigured by deathless
love, the career of hounding impulses
turns into an anthem of sacred deeds,—
Chapin.
The two most precious thines on this
side of the grave are our reputation and
our life. But it is to be lamented that
the most contemptible whisper may d<
prive us of the one, and the woakest
weapon of the other. A wise man,
therefore, will be more anxious to de¬
serve a fair name than to posses* it.
For though it wero in their power to
impose silence on our tongues, iliey
could not do the same on our pens, wTiicb
reveal the secrets of the soul more effect¬
ually than even beloved the speech; lor the
presence bewilders of a object often bo
and confounds its faculties
that the tongue cannot perform its office.
Home have spasms of activity when
everybody is active, and then subside
when the rest grow dull. There are
others who are steadfast. Whatever
depend they are they are impulse always. about They do not for
on the them
their impulse, and ho they surrounding-*. do not vary
with the temper of the ! r
We say of suen men “we know wheie t >
find them.”
Bucolic Innocence.
IBurliiiglon Hawkey**.J
My son, if you read the family the papers, good
and the Ledger stories, and
books of the solid .Sunday-school column after solid library, you
will read col umn
of advice to young men from the coun¬
try, warning them against the evil
allurements', the painted temptations
and Telemachus, the appalling loox wickedness in the of the don city.
me eye; t
you stake your Ihtle stipend on the calm
statement that tne young man from th«
country doesn’t bring his little modicum
of rustic wickedness along with him ju t
to help the general effect. He may he a
little innocent—I grant you that; but
innocence, my toy, is not always or
necessarily virtue, it is true that the
yoilng man from the country is the pluckul
by the three-card monte man ol eity ;
but he wouldn’t be plucked if he didn’t
play monte. It is true that the poliie
have to go to the bunko den to get bis
money back; but what was h« doing in
the bunko den that he should lose h »
money? It is true that beauty of the
devilish type plays it on him piii essly
with the panel game, but also he should
uot have help gone to the itrange vail lady's
room to her carry' her e to the
train. I tell you, Telemaehus,.thc youp?
man from the country may lack the re¬
finement of bis city cousin’s wickedness,
hut he does not have to come to,the
great city to learn to be bad. He may
not smoke cigars at the qu ct old horn*-,
but he sucks a cob-pipe and chaws
tobackeri’ instead of chewing fine cut.
He does not sit up ail night swilli g
beer, nor does be love bis cocktail m the
morning, but after he has fatten two or
three pulls field, at that a three-gaiffin jug jug light mthe that
harvest is so
you—I mean he baa to put a brick on
‘‘bold it down on the ground, lie
will swear in the | assenger car wheiUi s
his city cousin will not swear in the
street. Blind you, toy sou, he is no
; worse than bis city cousin, init on tne
! other much hand, better. J do 1 think n'>t think he can lie karnsome is very
1 | wickedness of his friend, and then
city him little.
f think, also, he can U-ach a
I don’t think he is improved morally
by his metropolis associations, but at the
same time he doesn’t learn alt his bad
I ness of them. Oh no, iny son, uot all
of it.
| They fishing. She looked
went
\ languidly at him and said i “ I wish
j the fish would bite at your hook* if !
• whs a fish I w. ufd.”