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A WEEKLY PIPER,
Published Wednesday,
Watkinsville, Oconee Co. Gecgia.
w. G. SriLLIVAN,
EDITOR AND PROPRIETOR
One TERMS:
year, in »dranee ..SI 00
Six months. 60
WAIFS AND WHIMS.
A good side-show—a pretty cheek.
An old wiseacre—a decayed wisdom
tooth’.
If it is true that the proportions six the of
the human figure are times
length of the feet, what giantesses the
Chicago girls must be!
A Bos ion theatrical company recently
played a scene laid in a church so natur¬
ally that to mauv of the audience it
seemed so real that they went to sleep.
An erring citizen of F.rt Wayne,
while fishing on Sunday last, had a fit,
fell into the water and drowned. Moral:
Never have a fit while fiahiBg .—Albany
Argus.
Dr. Hall says that every blade of
grass contains a sermon. We can un¬
derstand now why some people shave
their lawns down so close. They want
the sermons cut short.
Never be afraid of the man who
challenges feel all you to fight a duel. He will
that you can feel, and more too.
The man who rushes at you with a spade
is the chap to look out for.
After a sharp flash of lightning, the
other day, a little five-year old Essex
bov, looked up to his mother and said:
“Mamma, I guess God scratched a
pretty big match that time, don’t you?
“ Soli d again,” as the cobbler said
when he finished tapping a pair of shoes.
—Rome Sentinel. “ Got the tin,” as the
dog remark* d, when he flew down the
street with a kettle attacked to his tail.
“ What is beyond this life?” asks the
Chicago like soda Times. Well, old boy, if you
water, you’d better r< egon
on getting all you’ll ever drink on this
side of the mystic line.— Detroit Free
Press. .
When spelling is “reformed” she’ll write:
“ I'm sailing on tlie oshunj
The se is In, no sale in site,
It Six me with emoshun.”
But one “spell” will not ehange its name,
For she’ll he se sik just the saim'
When a father fears that his daughter
is going to miss a-good catch, he just
notifies the young man to keep away
from her, and in less than no time, the
youth the is girl. moving heaven and earth to
get
A San Fkanci.-co firm advertises as
follows: “Having taken the proper
steps to protect our goods from betog
imitated, we hereby caution all parties
otherwise from purchasing suit will or selling the same, as
be entered against
them.”
The Detroit Free'Press talks about “ a
hen which will loaf around on tc p of a
nest full of eggs for the best part of a
month.” If the Free Press man thinks
it’s merely fun to sit on a dozen of eggs,
let him try it once.
Behold that man with lordly gait:
Why does he hold his head so straight?
’Tis not for pride of wealth or fame,
nor glory of ancestral name, nor yet
that gems his garments deck. He’s got
a boil upon his neck.
That child out West blown three
miles through the air and lodged twen¬
ty-four hours in a tree top, may in the
old age have occasion to say, “But the
winds are nothing now to what they
were when I wa3 young.
A Cleveland clergyman was deposed
because he made such a racket in preach¬
ing that the congregation couldn’t sleeji.
The Boston Post says when people sit up
six nights in a week to play keno they
want a chance to sleep Sunday.
Only a woman's hair,
Only Binding single the now to the past,
a thread
Toolraifln last.
Only Threading a woman’s hair
a tear and a sigh,
Only Found a woman’s hair
to-day in the pie.
Chicago has a policeman who can
speak the English, German, French,
Polish, and Welsh languages. He can
club a man in five different languages
in less time than it tafies an ordinary
policeman Latin. to make a common arrest in
hog
The Marathon Independent says “ the
difference between a railroad ticket and
an egg is that the ticket is good until
used.” And so is an egg if you live in a
district infested with book agents, and
know how to properly apply them.—
Oil City Derrick.
The latest from the logic class. Pro¬
fessor—“ Miss C., give an example of a
true conclusion drawn from two false
premises.” study; that’s Miss C— “ Logic is an easy
false; I don’t like easy
studies; that’s false. I don’t like logic.
That’s true.” Class is dismissed.— Vas
ear Miscellany.
A small boy, whose deportment at
school had always ranked 100 per
centum, came home one night with his
standing been reduced to 98. “ What have
you mother. “Been doing, doing,” my son ?’’ asked the
hopeful; “ been doing just replied young
as I have all
along, only the teacher caught me this
time.”
A Sapphire that Weighs a Pound.
The London Ttlepraph says that Ber¬
lin has just learned, to its astonishment
and gratification, from a report of the
Polytechnic Society's latest meeting,
that within its walls reposes a treasure
of almest fabulous value, the very ex¬
istence of which had been hitherto un¬
suspected. A member of the above
named society is the enviable owner of
the largest sapphire in the world—a
stone Pure sapphires weighing nearly fifteen ounces.
of good color hold so
high a rank in the gem market that,
were this gigantic jewel of the first
water, it would be worth no less a sum
*.3,200,000. It is, however, not
absoiutely which free from impurities, a fault
but materially diminishes its value,
different enormous bids for it, made at
times by German Princes and
wealthy mineralogists, have been in¬
variably rejected by its A°®. proprietor who
fidedTt fided it, 'inT' in deposit, 1 h “ n he and con
Mate Judina! to the custody sapphire of the
weighing nearly authorities. A
t nk a pound may fairlv
world, '7“ .t would «>nong he interesting the wonders of the
hows-) extraordinary to learn
a gem rjune into
the jiosacsslou of fhe Prussian savaut
who exhibited it to the wonder-stricken
gaze of bis fellow I'olytechnicians the
other evening.
Windsor, Conn., claim* to be
>Mraold, aud she can prove it bv
ot her Sunday plug bat*
The Watkinsville Advance.
VOLUME I.
Another Use for Electricity.
'IVok’s 8u«. |
It beats all the uses to wmch electri¬
city can be put, to advantage. We can
gend messages, talk to friends miles
away, light public buildings and cure
lame backs with it, and still new dis¬
coveries are being made. The last use
to which electricity is put is to make it
a bill (ollector. It seems almost impos¬
sible, but since we have examined Edi¬
son’s new “ snatcbaphone,” by which a
customer is compelled to pay or suffer
tortures, we are convinced that the world
moves. The new phone is hard to de¬
scribe, but it contains a battery and a
receptacle for placing a number of bills
against different parties. The bills are
kept in the receptacle for two hours,
when the paper and ink are charged de¬
with electricity so that when the
linquent and touches he the bill a shock goes tick up
his arm, at once becomes to
his stomach. He remains in that con¬
dition, unable to keep any food on his
stomach until he pays the bill. As
s on as he pays the money, or buys a
postoflice order and remits it to the and man his
he owes, the pain leaves him,
stomach regains its normal condition.
We had no confidence in it at all, until
we tried it last week, when making out
our monthly bills. We have six almighty news¬
dealers in the State who are bills
slow, and last week we caused the
to be treated with electricity before
sending them, and by Monday’s mail He
the money came from all but one.
is sick, we are informed by a gentleman
who was in here from that place, on
Wednesday, and Uon't know what ails
him. He goes around with a pale face,
looking homesick, gees something hankers he
thinks he can eat and relish, and
after it, but when he has eaten it, he is
sicker than ever. His wife sits by his
b dside and bathes by telling his temples and has beeu tries
to cheer him him she
that way often, but he tells her she never
knew what it was to suffer that way, and
he prays to die. He will get over it
when he sends us that money. This
electric experiment has worked to our
entire satisfaction and we shall UBe it
constantly. However, it has entirely have
failed on gome old customers who
owed us fur six months or a year. We
tyied it on a bill we sent to a boy at
Beaver Dam, but he went to Chicago
the next day, and has not been heard cf
There is one man we thought we had a
dead thing on. He lives in Waupum, dollars.
and owes us a little over two
The bill sent to him was double charged
with the electric fluid, but it diln’t
work. We complained to the inventor,
and be investigated and found that the
fellow is not, married. Mr. Edison says he
can’t warrant it on a single man, as them they
have not got much electricity in
to respond to the battery. Well, maybe
the cuss will get married some time, and
we will send him a bill perfumed married, with
electricity the day before he is
aad be will send the money rather than be
around a wedding with an empty stomach
wrong side up. Of course we shall only
u-e this electric battery on those who
are too slow for any kind of a use in a
business way.
(Jold and Coal in the Southwest.
IFt. Louis Republican.]
Prof. Benjamin Silliman, of New Ha
ven. who has been on an exploring trip
to New Mexico, was met at the Lindell
by a Republican reporter. The future
of the Western country—those arid
plains recently overrun by the wild In¬
dians, railroads—is and now theme being penetrated by
a that excites aston¬
ishment. Prof. Silliman alluded to the
changes that have transpired since the
“ Great Plains ” figured on the maps as
unknown regions, and he looked for¬
ward to the time when that region
would be transformed into productive
farms. The rain-fall increased with the
cultivation, and means of irrigation
would be discovered that would change
the face of the country.
He adverted to his recent trip.
The Professor says he is now able, for
the first time, to bring made to light New a Mexico, discov¬
ery which he has in
which is of national importance. His
exploration extended to the headwaters
of the Bio Grande in New Mexico, from
Santa Fe to Colorado. The existence of
very auriferous gravels has been known
for forty years south of Santa Fe, in
the old Placer Mountains. But the
existence of similar auriferous deposits
on a far grander scale, and covering an
area of not less than four hundred
square miles, is a fact new to science,
to commerce, and the miners. These
auriferous gravels were found by him
to have a depth of not less than six
hundred feet. It is the spoils, the
debris, caused by the breaking up of the
auriferous mountains of the Sange del
Christ* or Blood of Chrigt Mountains.
They are commanded by the Fe waters of
the Bio Grande, from Santa as far
as Utah Peak. There is found in this
region tertiary an formation, enormous development of tne
being the abundant. perhaps the The pliocene Profes¬
most
sor also remarked that one of the most
interesting facts was the occurrence
upon the Galisteo River, an affluent of
the Bio Grande, ot extensive beds con¬
taining coal, both of the bituminous
and anthracite varieties. The anthra
cite r be said, was of an excellent qual¬
ity. It oweH its origin evidently plutonic to the
upheaval of enormous masses of
rocks, such as porphyry, syenite, etc., Los
constituting what is now called the
Cerilios Mountains, about twenty-five line
miles southwest of Santa Fe, on the
of the Atchison, Topeka and Santa Fe
Railroad. The presence of these coal
fields offer unsurpassed facilities tor the
smelting and reduction of ores.
Use drawback to the recently dis
covered audiphone has been its large
cost but M. Colladon, of Geneva, has,
after considerable experimenting, so
simplified and cbeapeneed ihe instru
ment, that a serviceable audiphone can
now be purchased for 50 centimes, in
stead of 50 francs, the former price. He
substitutes a variety of thin pasteboard
for ,h, h.,d.»d
_ _
Yawcob Btrachs savs a
fare is a plane board. And he some
i times adz a stake or saw’s edge, by way
j of variety.
WATKINSVILLE, GEORGIA, JUNE 16, 1880.
mih; sun i.diidoi>.
Der chiltren dhey vas poot in pea,
All tucket I oop for dcr nighdt:
I dakes my pipe der maniel off,
Uml py tier fireside plight
I dinks about vhen I vas young—
Off moder, who vas tead,
Undbow at nighdt-like I do Hans—
She tucked me oup in ped.
I mindl me off mine fader tob,
Und how he yoost to say,
“ Poor poy, you h»( a hardt old row
To hoe, und leedle May!”
find meoudt dot id vas dh
Tat mine oldt fader said,
Vhile smooding down mine flaxen hair
Und tucking me in ped.
Der oldt folks. Id vas like a dhream
To spheak off deui like dot.
Uretehen und I vas “oldt folks” now,
Und has two chiltren got.
Ye lofts dhem more as never vas,
Each leedle curly head,
Und efr.y nighdt ve dakes dhem oup
Und tucks dheiu in dheir pcd.
Budt dhon. somaKliines, vhen I feels plue, ’
Undt all dings lonesome seem,
I vish I vas dot poy again,
Und dis vas all a dhream.
I vant to kiss mine moder vonce,
Und ven mine braver vas said,
To haf mine fader take me oup
Und tuck me in mine ped.
—Harper's Magazine.
T1IK DEATH Of THE DAISY.
All through the garden the iale was told
That little Daisy was dead,
All down the hunters the flowers mourned,
The beauty aud fragrance tied.
The dainty Lily murmured low
“ Mow I loved her no one knew!”
The Violet wailed, “A sweeter thing
Than the Daisy never grew!”
Poor Johnny-jump-up burst boyish grief, sobbed outright
In a at
The Sensitive plant sighed “ oh!” and “ah!”
Aud shivered in every leaf.
And pretty Pink was ever so sad,
Her cousin Sweet illiam too,
They had not thought that she must die
So fresh, and tender, and true.
Gooff nurse. Poppy, she was so stunned •
She didn’t know what to say,
So, in her night-cap went to bed
To sleep her sorrow away.
And my Itose, when she went to walk
In the eool ot the morning hours,
Seeing the Da’sy dead, sat down
And cried with the rest of the flowers.
—-Kokomo lYibnne.
A VAfll KKO'S LOVE KOXG.
Last spring the you blue-eyed owned that flax you loved me,
When was in flower;
Now th3 flax fields lie bare and you scorn me;
Can love, then, Pancha, grtiw cold in an hour,
Panehita?
Ah, no, chlquifa ,
Love lives, though the flowers lie dead.
I sai g at your lattice last summer,
When the stars shone less bright than your eyes,
And you thiew me red roses and kisses:
Now you give me not a glance for my sighs.
Pancha, Panchita,
Must I lose lore Ah, and my chiquita in , breath?
you a
Ah, no! turn cheek your starry eyes toward me,
And your where the red rose blooms sweet.
One kiss-—you and are I mine lie again, feet! darling;
Once more at your
Pancha, Pancldta,
Love lives, though Ah, ves, chiquila, lie dead.
the roses
—The Californian.
JU8T IN TIME.
Golden beams of sunlight were pour¬
ing through the large windows of
Colonel Orne’s sitting-room, reflecting
bright tracing shadows fantastical on the opposite wall,
and figures on the
carpet; sweet odors, softly wafted, stole
gently through the only half open door; but
Bessie Orne, the child, nestled in
an easy chair, gazing out into the lovely
garden below with a look of anxiety on
her pretty face, and a delicate flush on
her lovely had cheek, charm could only sigh.
Nature no for her tnis
beautiful summer afternoon. Life was
beginning and to appear in altogether could a new
light; picture—dark, yet no artist desire a
lovelier wavy tresses,
atuid which the sunshine loved to linger,
shaded a brow of dazzling whiteness,
dark eyes that sparkled with animation,
and wreathed coral in lips smiles. that were constantly
A hall quick caused and the rapid blushes step sounding in
the on her cheek
to deepen ; the door softly opened, and a
rich, musical voice whispered:
“ Bessie!”
She started, with a cry of joy and
recognition, exclaiming:
“Gilford!”
Seating himself I’ve by her side, farewell.” he said :
“ Bessie, come to say
He only paused, glanced as if waiting with an answer.
She up, a look of
startled apprehension, but remained
silent; and he continued:
“Before I go, dear Bessie, promise
that you will be faithful; that you will
remain true until my return. Perhaps
I am doing wrong in asking this; but,
oh, Bessie! on you 1 have lavished ali
m „ i ove .”
Still no words came from her trembl
ing lips. Promise,”
“ he murmured, tenderly,
“ I will be faithful even unto death,”
she replied, tremulously. hand,
He caught her fair and pressed
it rapturously this to his lips.
“with sweet assurance, I’ve
nothing to fear. One year will speed
away, and then I shall return to begin a
new life.”
As and he spoke, withal he rose; and Bessie, tear
ful, good-by and yet God-speed. smiling, Silently bade him
he
pressed a kiss on her blushing cheek,
murmured a blessing on her young
head, and was gone.
Theirs was a strange betrothal, Gilford
Grey Bhe had known since childhood.
Their the plighted misty stillness vows were of first autumnal spoken
in an
evening, and the stars, looking calmly
down, seemed to rejoice.
Three months later they parted—he
going to Jamaica to transact some im
portant business, and she waited hope
fully. Giifsrd Grey's
• parents were very
wealthy. Of a large family of children,
onlv two survived—Arthur and Gilford.
Arthur wa- a stern, haughty man of
the world, with an reoellant austere look tace, upon
whbh a cold and always
lingered Gilford a dignified mien, and stately and
air. was gay, joyous, from
generous winning respect beloved by every all.
one, and universally found them the
This was the way we at
^
t*aoh to take up the burden of life more
cheerfully; each looking forward t* the
end. Colonel , n Orne ,
I Arthur Grey’s visits to He received s
became more frequent. waa
kindly. The colonel believed him to be
a very superior man, and Bessie was of
the same opinion Although not liking
him, yet she esteemed him for the sake
of Gilford.
Arthur Grey, passionate and merciless
as he was, hated Gilford—hated him
with all the hatred that an unrestrained
passion can hate, when they see a loved
object, almost within their grasp , plucked
by a more daring hand than th eirs.
Arthur secretly loved Bessie, if the
cold, mercenary feelings which he felt
might be called such. He had never
breathed them—never by the slightest
look, or words, intimated that they were
more than the homage paid by men to
all beautiful women; but when Gilford
set for Jamaica they found outlet, and
a wild hope shot through bis soul. It
found definite shape in the following
thoughts:
“ I will win this girl’s love. Bhe can¬
not be indifferent. No, no—I’ll not de¬
spair; and when she becomes mv wife,
we shall be quits, Mr. Gilford Grey.”
He never thought once of the possi¬
bility of a failure, although her cold
and distant manner towaro him would
have convinced any man less sanguine
than he, of the probability of such an
undertaking. He never th ought of re¬
ceiving No, he a haughty and indignant this. refusal.
never thought
* *, *
One year passed away, swiftly borne
on the wings of time, and another was
ushered into existence. Gilford Grey
came not; but, instead, news came ot a
dreadful of shipwreck—of happy many lives lost,
many hom<s made desolate,
and then ali was shrouded in the deepest
mys‘ery. learned. No Nothing further could be
news of the absent one
could be gleaned from the many highly
exaggerated accounts given of the
disaster by the newspapers. Oh, how
uncertaiu is life!
Arthur Grey, at the seaside, listened
with almost suspended breath to the
many surmises respecting his brother’s
fate. He accepted the verdict of death,
given by public opinion, with compos¬
ure, with cheerfulness, and why not?
His brother’s wealth fell into his D03
session, and now he must win the lo ve
of Bessie Orne.
He had accomplished his mission, and
he turned his steps homeward. The next
day he called at Colonel Orne’s, and
stood in the presence of Bessie.
“ Bessie, I’ve got something to tell
you. Can you guess its import?” he
asked, in as sorrowful a tone as he could
assume.
She had read it on his face.
“ Gilford is dead? ” she cried, in a
cold, strange voice. “Tell me—oh, tell
me if it be true! ”
Arthur, “ Alas, I fear it is too true! ” returned
mournfully. “ Dear Bessie,” he
continued, taking her cold and icy hand
in his, “I extend to you my sincerest
and most heartfelt sympathies for thi.s
sad bereavement which has fallen upon
you. Although I almost idolized my
poor brother, yet I also feel very sensi¬
bly for you.”
She did not fai.it, as Arthur had an¬
ticipated. Many another one, under
such trying circumstances, would have
done so. Neither did she scream nor
weep—the shock was too great, poo
child 1 She sank into a sent, her cheeks
blanched, the gleamed color slowly left her face,
her eyes with an unnatural
sparkle, and yet she shed no tears. She
did not seem to realize the full .extent
of her loss. Her every faculty appeared
as though paralyzed.
Arthur stood gazing upon her in
amazement. He had expected a scene,
but was disappointed—agreeablv nothing so.
“ She cares for him,” he
thought. But “Her mistaken. actions express that.”
he was
A thousand thoughts were revolving
The through consolation her soul of striving speaking—of for utterance.
Arthur how miserable she in telling realty,
was
was denied her at that moment. 0nc»
in the solitude of her own room, with
the door fast-locked, she sank upon the
floor.
And during the silent watches of the
night but she never once slumbered nor
slept, paced the narrow limits of her
room with untiring feit until the break¬
and ing of gray dawn proclaimed morning
a new day.
* *
„ Winter, T . with . its . drifting snows, had
<»£«> and almost gone,
Heasie Orne had not again entered so
. et I bright and happy girl
c ' y- mm a
* became a melancholy and reserved
woman. She had lost the usual buoy
a^cy of youth, and the light of Colonel
Orne’s home seemed suddenly stricken
out forever.
Arthur visited her daily, always
, bringing some trifling gift, choice
some
f r,llte or flowers, and offering them in a
well-chosen words or neatly-turned
e^mpbincht that seldom failed to bring
blushes to her cheek,
She thought of these—thought them
over and over in the silence of her
chamber, and her former dislike van¬
isbed. She almost hated herself for not
feeling more gratitude grateful, and for not show
her in a more friendly
manner.
“ My child,” said the colonel to her
one concerning day, “ Arthur you.” has been speaking to
[ne
“Of me?” returned Bessie, in sur
prise
“ I have thought,” continued the col
onel, mildly, the “ of the possibility of my
soon paying debt we all owe to Na
ture. In that event I would like to leave
some one to protect you. There is no
one who would make you a better hus
band than Arthur Grey.”
friend “ Arthur me,” Grey replied can never Bessie, bs more than
» 2 and to ask forget coldly;
can you me to my early
vows? another. My I hand shall betleve never be given to
cannot my first love
dead and
Ihe colonel interrupted her with a
haughty wave of the hand
“ Mich a supposition is absurd in the
extreme. Indulge your fancy in no
“* k"
“ But I must never forget," site
answt-red 1 tearfully. ij* ...
patiently. , Bessie, do act “J^nel, sensibly, ini
these tears for another occasion."
“ I shall never marry,” sobbed Bes¬
sie; “ no, never.”
“ My child, ” said the colonel, aus¬
terely, “ we’ll have no more of this, if
you please. I have waited until your
grief had borne in with some measure subsided. I
have you patiently, and I
hope you’ll obey me by accepting Ar¬
thur Grey.”
Bessie drew herself up proudly, and
would have replied, but Colonel Orne
would hear or no explanation; and,
with a gesture of haughty disdain, strode
from the room. Poor Bessie, the de¬
crees of destiny are irrevocable!
But there came a perceptible change.
The angel of death brooded, with shad¬
owy wings of darkness, over the house.
Colonel Orne, in a silent and darkened
chamber, lay sick unto death. Day and
night, Bessie, administered at her post, by his bedside,
lingered, his slumbers. to his wants,
watching if 1 should lose him,
“ What too?”
herself, was the with question agonizing she continually dread: asked she
and
lifted her heart in prayer that the “ cup
might pass from he father her lips.” called her
One day r to his
bedside.
“ Bessie, I want you to marry Arthur
Grey, and before 1 die. Will you?” he
asked, bowed earnestly. head
She her in anguish, and
replied: “Oh, papa! it is cruel to force
me to sacrifice myself; but for your
sake. I’ll consent.”
“ Bessie, it’s your own sake that I
wish you to do this,” he said, shortly
and with pain.
“ There, pray do not talk any more.
You only agitate yourself,” said Bessie,
soothingly. He smiled
approval.
And she sat by his side until he sank
into a deep sleep, and then she glided
away. Getting her hat, she strolled out
into the budding orchard to think—to
reflect. Her mind was in a confused
state. She seated herself. The wind
fluttered down some dry leaves that had
withstood the storms of winter, and yet
lingered “An emblem in the lap of spring.
of my future,” she
thought, and sighid.
And here Arthur Grey found her,
and repeated the old, old story, so often
told.
She accepted him passively, only say¬
ing, “I can never love you. My heart
was buried with my first love. My
hand i give Arthur freely.”
And Grey obtained his re¬
ward.
They were to be married quietly in a
few days, Arthur and Bessie. A few
of Bessie’s most intimate friends were
invited to witne:-s the ceremony, and
assist Bessie in the Irving ordeal that
would hold her forever’to a dreary life.
The memorable morning dawned,
bright in the bridal and beautiful. Bessie, arrayed
drawipg-room, costume, wherea well-known repaired to the
stood before her. Did her figure
eyes deceive
her?
“Gracious heavens! Gilford, alive
and well! ’
And, for the first time in her life,
Bessie swooned away.
Intense excitement reigned through¬
out the house. Bessie was now restored to
consciousness; and then an angry scene
followed between her and Arthur, which
ended in him leaving the house.
And then Gilford explained. Hickness
of many months’ duration prevented
him from sailing in the ill-fated steamer,
and doubtless saved his life. Letters
were sent and never reached their des
tinat on. It was an oft-repeated story.
Ami when he finished, Bessie threw her
arms around his neck, exclaiming:
“Dear Gilford, you came just in time.
Another hour and you would have been
too late!”
And Gilford thought so, too.
A Coinlng-OuLof-thc-Hunic-Holc-Yoii-Lo
In Examination.
| New York Oraphic.j
C unsel—“Did you help to ‘fix' Whit¬
taker?”
Cadet—“lam not afixist.”
“Do you know anything of the out¬
rage.”
“ Not that I know of.”
“ Do you know anyone who does?”
“ Does what?”
“ Know of the outrage?”
“ Whatoutrage?”
“ Ttie outrage on Whittaker?”
“ Which Whittaker?”
“ “ Why, f your Whittaker.” Whittaker.”
have no
“Don’t you know Whittaker?”
“ You mean Cadet Whittaker?”
“ Yes.”
“ I know of him.”
“ Do you know who outraged him?”
“ I don’t know that he :s outraged.”
“ Why, he is.”
“ Is he?”
“ Yes.”
“ How?”
“Cutand slit.”
“ Where ?”
“ Ears and legs.”
“ Who did it?”
“ We don’t know.”
“ You don’t say so?”
“ Yes, we do.”
“ Well, whit are you going to do
about it!”
“ Find out who did it.”
“ Did what ?”
“ The outrage.”
“On Whittaker’"
“ Yes ”
“ Well, I do declare!”
“ Then you d in’t know who did it?”
“Did what!”
“ The outrage.”
“ What outrage?”
“ The outrage on Whittaker.”
“What Whitaker?’
“ Why, your Whittaker.”
“ I have no Whittaker.”
Mk HotUERN, we learn, has definitely
decided uj>on remaining in this country
next season. He will sjxoid the summer
as the Duke of Beaufort’s guest in
Canada and in yachting tours.
“ HtLENfiE is golden.” Aunt—" Has
any one been at these preserves?”
(Dead Bileuce) “ Have you touched
them, Jrmuiy ?*’ Jemmy—“Fa never
’lows me to talk at dinner.”
IT is a great piece of lolly for a man
to be alwavs ready to meet trouble half
way. II he would put all the journey
on trouble tie might never meet it at all.
NUMBER 15.
Says She Fought in the Wnr.
[Philndelpliia Timpi-l
Catharine Hill, acolored woman, who
Rays she fought throe years on the Union
side in the late war, under the name of
Henry Williams, keeping her sex all
ihe while a secret, applied the other
day at the office of William B. Mann to
procure his assistance "in gett ing her a
pension. questioned Colonel Mann, not a little as¬
said tonished, her close 1 y. She
she enlisted in Biltimore, in the
Fifth Maryland Regiment, on the ffthof
J une, in the year which she could not re¬
member, except that it was the break¬
only ing out of the war, and that she had not
served three years in the ranks,
but seven months in the hospital, hav¬
ing been wounded four times. It was
while in the hospital that her sex was
discovered bv the attending physician,
who kept it a secret.
Prior to entering the army she had
passed a medical examination at the
hands of Drs. Creek and Perry of Balti¬
more. her Captain while Woodville Colonel commanded
company, Frish com
msnded her regiment. She was mus¬
tered in at Camp Belger, remained there
six weeks, when, with others, she was
mustered out and sent to Fortress Mon¬
roe, where she stayed five months, and
then was mustered out again and sent
to Halifax, Va., and from there, after
C. fighting Dr. Wood, a battle, went to Raleigh, N.
of Twentieth and Wood
streets, she says, has her discharge.
She named many of her old comrades,
among them and Reddy, Captain West, of Baker
street, Clark, Johnson,
Griffin and Joyce, all of Baltimore. She
waa wounded three times—once in the
face, once in the side anil once in the
thigh. Mann Her age, she says, is 32. Colonel
asked her to bring her discharge
to him and the name of the men who
decisive composed her mess before lie could take
steps. This she promised to do
and took her leave. Those who heard
her story are strongly impressed as to its
truthfulness.
Brutal Hazing.
[Pittsburg Telegraph.J
At one of the collegoH in New York
State, rendered a few years ago, a Freshman WHS
ously injured, inseusible, and his heal th seri¬
by the efforts of several
upper class men to “smoke him out,” a
pnaze well understood by all college
men. The Freshman had a strong
stomach, and for a long time the tobacco
smoke had no effect upon him. Finally,
the upper class men bound him in a
chair, with his body so bent over that,
his lace was nearly between his knees.
A large spittoon was placed between his
feet, mi l into this was put a quantity of
rank tobacco, some woellen rags (torn
from the Freshman’s undershirt), and a
litt'e oil. This compound was lighted,
and then the victim was enveloped in a
blanket reaching to the floor. Long
glais tubes from the college laboratory
were pushed under the blanket into the
spittoon, and blowing through these
caused a thick column of black and vile
smoke to ascend directly into the
Freshman’s face. To the surprise of his
tormentors, even this device failed to
effect its object, and when the blanket
was found finally insensible. removed the Freshman was
Alarm took the
place of “innocent pleasure” in tie
minds of the upper class men, and they
worked as hard to restore iheir victim
to consciousness as they had before to
make him insensible. It was a long
and time he before felt the the effects Freshman of his recovered!
brutal
treatment for months.
The Collateral Business Explained.
|L>< trolt Kr«*e I’kjhm. )
The other day one of the postoflice
brigade of boot-blacks desired to raise a
loan of eight cents, and after some look¬
ing around he found Little English,
who was perfectly willing to advance
the amount, providing lie was secured.
The borrower had no collateral, and in
this emergency the advice of Jack Hliej)
ard was called for.
‘ Easiest thing in the world when you
undeistand finance,” replied Jack.
“You want to borrow eight cents? ’
“ Yes.”
“ Well, you hand me over ten cents
as security that you will pay me back.”
The two sums changed hands, and the
borrower scratched his head and slowly
asked:
“ How does this come? I haven’t got
as much as I had before I borrowed
any.” Then others
the scratched their heads
and looked puzzled, but Jack suddenly
got the idea.
“Its the collateral business that does
it,” long he confidently and announced. “Its a
word liable to shrinkage, and
if you are only two cents short you’ve
come out awful lucky. Last time I made
a raise on collateral I lost fifteen cents
off the dock and a six-shilling jack-knife
went over: o Windsor on shrinkage 1”
Are There Hurli I’eeple Everywhere.
An old lady the other day standing in
Union Square, New York, hailed a pass¬
ing omnibus, which pulled up at her
call. “ Good-bye, then, my dear,” she
said to a female friend who accompanied
her. “ I’ll write and tell you how I got
on directly I’ve got there. You’ve
got my address, haven’t you? No!
Why, 1 thought I gave to you. It’s in
this bag, I suppose, under this pocket
handkerchief, and my keys, and my
package directly. of sandwiches. I’d Oh! I’ll come
to it better give it now,
else when I write I may forget to send
it 1 hat’s not it, is it? No; that’s my
prescription. And won’t There—there forget you are!
you to write? If you
see Mrs. Brown, you must re mem lx* r me
kindly. And Hhe’s a sweet woman, tffarried isn’t she?
to think she should he to
such a brute! But that’s the way of
the world, all over It’s just like my
poor, dead sister Maria. Bhe was as
meek as a lamb—never did a bad thing
or said a bad word of anybody, that I
ever heard of—Look at that ’busman’s
impudence! If he hasn't driven on
again 1 Now I shall have to wait for the
next.”
It seems that Bernhardt foresaw the
drawal legal troubles consequent on her with- and
from the Coinedie Frsncaise,
the money it w< uld ecat her, aud was
prepared to meet tfie emergency,
Ihe IMinsvtlle gulratttt.
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SCIENCE AND ART.
Under great pressure and at low
succeeded temperatures, in reducing physicists have at last
to a fluid state
all known gases. Pressures of over 300
atmospheres are used, and temperatures
as low as 140° below zero.
Carbon is the name given to the pure
part of charcoal. It is present in almost
all combustible bodies and is itself com¬
pletely combustible. Carbon is not de¬
composable, chemical and therefore ranks among
the elements.
The earth of a graveyard in which
there had been no interments for at least
thirty Reicnardt. years has been examined by Dr.
It gave off animal heat, not¬
mitted withstanding its long disuse when sub¬
to distillation.
When delivering a lecture recentlv
on the industrial applications of arti¬
ficial cold, M. R. Pictet startled his au¬
dience by one of his experiments, in
which he coined a medallion in frozen
quicksilver.
Considerable advance has been made
in our knowledge of solar physics by
Henry Draper’s discovery,of oxygen in
the sun by means of the ap. ctroscope,
the substance manifesting itself by
bright lines in the sun spectrum.
Coal is nothing else than ferns,
mosses the and sea weeds, petrified beneath
surface of the water in the absence
of air. There are no lest than 850 dif¬
ferent species of plants petrified into
coal, of which 250 at least are gigantic
ferns.
It lias been shown at the Dudley
Observatory that the whole amount little of
ammonia in six feet fall of snow is
over proving one-half that pound the beneficial to the ac*, thus
effects of
snow are not due to the ammonia, as su
posed by some.
The niircronbone has been success¬
fully employed by Professor Milne, of
Tokio, Japan, to announce the premoni¬
tory signs of an earthquake. He places
the instrument in pits remote from the
roads, and he is careful, also, to exclude
all insects, the movements of which
would, of course, sffect the indications,
and lead to also inferences.
From an investlg ition instituted by
the Ilev. J. r,. tension-Woods it ap¬
pears that the large trees of the forests
of Tasmania are only half as old as they
are adding popularly supposed to be. Im-leul
only one ring of wood to tlirir
that in a year, which they add two be
so a tree seems to
100 years T. old Boeke, is in reality only High 50 years.
I Hi. I ). of the School,
says attending that notwithstanding the
the sale of “ white
” In Holland, poisoning by that
than is by no means rare. In not
seven cases submitted to him
analysis, white arsenic proved to be
agent wriieh had prortuced death in
and severe and painful illness in (he
To clean smoke off marble, wet a
piece of llannel in strong ammonia, and
rub the marble quickly with it and then
wash off with hot soap suds; or make
a paste of chloride of lime and water,
and brush over the whole surface that
is smoky. Let it stand a minute, then
wash with hot suds. A paste of crude
potash and whiting marble brushed over a
grease spot on will cleanse it
perfectly. Lank
Brofebsor E. Ray ester sug¬
gests grave doubts whether chlorophyll
has the power to decompose carbonic
a< id so as to fix the curb m and liberate
a portion of tiie oxygen of that acid
when in the presence of sunlight. In¬
stead of assigning it the hiahest rank
of “ the hand wherewith the organic
world lays hold of the carbon of the in¬
organic that the world,” he is inclined is little to believe
than green pigment protoplasm. more
a screen for
by An Italy. Antarctic It intended expedition is the proposed vessel
is that
leave Genoa on the 1st of May next
year, maun d with men selected from
the royal navy and from Italian whal¬
ing-vessels. Montevideo, Terra When del on Fuego, the voyage Falkland out.
Island and South Shetland Islands will
be visited. Two winters will be spent
In the Antarctic region, during which
excursions will he made on the ice in
order to gather as much information
over as wide an area as possible. On
the voyage home the ship will call at
Hobart Town or Cape Town The cost
the expiilition will not, it is thought,
600,000 lire.
That Boy’s llair.
A Michigan doctor has written a hook
upon the human hair, in which he pre¬
these views:
“ Hairs do not as a rule, penetrate
anj^le. the scalp perpendicularly, angle of the but different at an
When the
hairs is the same, it is possible to give to
it the easy sweeps and curves which we
generally see it take, but if they are by
some freak rebellious of nature frizzle misplaced, we
have the ‘ tops’ that
are not susceptible of the influence of
the brush and comb. Many a poor
mother has half worried her life out
trying to train her Johnny’s rebellious
locks to better ways, believing it was
Johnny’s perverseness of manners that
induced such dilapidated-looking head
gear, when it was really Done of Jobn
ny’s fault at all, but simply a freak of
nature in misplacing the radiating neu¬
ters of his ‘ hirsute covering.' 8 ime
times fowls fuller from a contrawbe
placing of the feathers they run the
wrong way. The author’s father had a
hen whose leg-feathers ran up toward
the body, and those on the body and
neck toward the head. This gave her a
perpe letual ‘ out of sorts’ look, aud she
could never fly. The erection of the
hair of animals during fright, anger, is caused or
of human beings in
by a chance in the skin and the angle
at which the hair enters the head or
body.”
Miss Marie Van Zandt, whose suc¬
cess in “Mignon” in Paris is well known,
received the following liuo note: “Dear
little friend: Only a to toll you
how much wo were all under the charm
the other evening. You sang like a dear
little augell With very best love, I
remain your affectionate, Adelina
Patti. ”
Wendell Phillips Uout with a l*e
ture on temperance.