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WAIFS AND WHIMS.
A ucker-deaj.er —the schoolmaster.
The soda-drinker often thinks of
foam.
The promises of some men always re¬
main shall owe.
New way to “know all about thy¬
self”—get a Presidential nomination.
Isn’t it slightly paradoxical to call a
man with full beard a hare-faced liar?
Fly time—when you hear your
father’s cane thumping along the hall.
Commissioner Le Duo, in his crop re¬
ports, never mentions the hops at the
seaside.
A western journal heads an article:
“A Lunatic Escapes and Marries a
Widow.” Escaped, eh? We should say
he got caught.
A Whitehall man Has discovered a
way of instantly turning sweet milk into
fresh butter. He feeds it to a goat.
Patent applied for.
A Wisconsin theorist says that hay
will satisfy hunger. There may be some¬
thing frequent in tliis, satisfy for a couple of straws will
thirst.
It is claimed by some medical men
that smoking weakens the eyesight.
Maybe it does, but just see how it
strengthens the breath.
Boston has a public vinegar inspector
at would a salary of $1,000 per year. One
think he would get awfully tired
looking for his “mother. ”
A niTTLE girl iu church, after the con¬
tribution plate had been passed, com¬
four, placently and audibly said, right?” “I paid for
mamma, was that
Said Jones: “Smith won’t have so
soft a thing as he had.” “I don’t know,”
replied Bobinson, “he’ll have a soft
thing head.” so long as he doesn’t lose his
Bridget —“And how shall I cut the
poie, mum?” Lady of the house—“Out
it into quarters.” Bridget—“And how
many quarters wood I cut it into,
muni? ”
You may have noticed that the flies
never bother a speaker, no matter how
dull he is, but invariably attack the over¬
worked sitter who is trying to get a lit¬
tle sleep.
They’re high-toned in the Deadwood, Black Crook and
they until wouldn’t advertised go to see written Shakes¬
it was by
peare, and then they couldn’t keep peo¬
ple away.
“Ah heavens!” cries Nana, sentiment¬
ally, to her visitor, “when one is adored
by a magnificent captain like you, noth¬
ing ever can make her love again—unless
it is a major. ”
“My umbrella is getting decidedly
shabby,” said a young man about town
one evening last week. “I believe I will
have to strike another prayer-meeting
the first rainy night.”
OccasionA imY you find a Detroit man
who can stand having his whisky stolen
and not complain; during but morning when the flies
pester all them Post. a nap, they
swear.— Boston
Bullion is wealth in a crude form,
and after it is coined and kept at interest
a while, it becomes wealth in accrued
form again. This language of ours is
worse than the gem puzzle, a heap.
Deuced queer how men differ about
different things. When a man hooks a
lot of fish he will brag of it for three
days, and when he hooks a lot of apples
he hasn’t a word to say about it.
“Oh I thought this was a drawing
room car!” apologetically observed a
lady she to discovered a man in the door of the smoker
as her mistake. “It is,
mum, ” he said, drawing on hisn with all
his might.
A poet asks: “ When I am dead and
lowly heavy laid, from * * spade, * * And clods fall
the Who’ll think of
me?” Don’t worry. Tailors and shoe¬
makers have very retentive memories,
and you’ll not be forgotten.
A New York man was challenged to
fight a duel the other day, and being at
liberty to trip choose his own weapons pro¬
posed a to Boston backed on a Sound steamer.
The challenger out. He said the
idea that death must attend a duel was a
relic of the dark ages..
A visitor enters a French newspaper
office boy—“If and is monsieur greeted politely by the office
he will have be kind comes to fight a duel
to enough to call
again; all our editors are already engaged
for to-day .”—Paris Charivari.
An Ow ego man, after a little experi¬
ence, truthfully however and indignantly asserts
that no woman, ^lervous, has a
right to wake up her husband from a
sound sleep to tell him on inquiring
what’s the matter, “Nothing, only I
wanted to know if you were awake.”
“Nasby” takes pride in the service of
his father and grandfather, in one way
or another. As for himself, he says:
“My own military I record is clear. In
the late rebellion served by substitute.
I furnished three substitutes, all of whom
to-day are in good health — in Canada.”
A Freak of Nature.
it is reported that out in Mason Valley
a Piute squaw lately gave birth to a fe¬
male papoose, which has .instead of hands,
two almost perfectly-shaped frogs joined
to the wrists at their back. The infant
is able to move the legs and open the
month of what takes the place of the right
hand. The one fastened on the left wrist
is not so complete, as the mouth will not
open, hut the legs move as freely as the
other. It is supposed that the mother
was viously. frightened by a frog sometime pre¬
The Indians regard the infant
as “ Big medicine, ” and the squaw now
occupies a high social position .—Logan
County (Nev.) Times.
Transplanting Wllil Flowers.
the Every woods one and who desires to remove from
other wild localities the
finest native flowers, should mark the
sjsit where the roots may lie found
after Tliis should the 1 dooming season has ceased.
Be done while plants are
modi' conspicuous with their Blossom*.
F.aiiv spring flowers have now passed,
but many wt coming om and more urn
to follow. Our omumentid ganleim
should not lie made up exelusively of
exotics; we haw ui any American plants
of surprising grace and Is auty which
grounds, Intel.l- isu-i sd'l in greatIv tins wilder their portion* ojf
to attraction#.
—American Cultivator.
The Watkinsville Advance.
VOJ.L MK I.
srwsEF ojt the hiils.
BY ROBERT FRANKENSTEIN DOIT.
Lo! in tha west the light is being hid
By intervening ™ui, and Nature old
“ushed those busy daylight songs.
" yer* but merry clankinga understood
The owning red from the haunts of sun-lit hours I
glare on our mundane sphere is seen—
The glowing sunset shines upon the hills,
vv hue earth is richly carpeted in green,
And all the varied hues which Nature does possess.
On yonder’s hill we see the fiery gleam—
The dying strokes of Nature’s portraiture,
\\ hereat ail living things seem satisnea
That sunset brings its darkness and its rest—
That sunset’s deop philosophy is felt,
As some great god propelling mother earth
And bringing to us all a grand review
Of all its happenings and past events
Ah! quietude is settling over earth.
A dampening gloom is overspreading aL,
While milkmaids cease their merry songs,
And crickets chirrup in the tall, dank grass.
The lambs are looking at the far-off hills,
While brilliant sun-tints give a picture fair,
Iffit in the east the clouds o’erhang our earth.
While from the South a gentle breeze is sent?
We murmur not that night is coming on
To give ub dreams and reveries of friends,
For, know as we see the swallows homeward fly,
>Ve they, in their haven, dream as we,
And so our hearts are gladdened at the thought
That all creation is alive with love,
As when the sunset on the hills about
Gives fervor and sublimity to life!
Oh! praise to all for beauteous sunset fair;
Oh! praise to Him who sends His goodness dowu
To our great earth, and thinks of us when we
Would wish to rest in quietude and peace—
To dream and picture memories of all
Ah, The things fair, the rare that dwelleth round about I
which add a pleasure to our life,
And make us thanlcful for our little ali I
The beauteous allegory of our life
Portrays the picture of our gladdened hearts,
A luring coast whereon we wander down
The stream of life, across whoso waters dee^»
We see a sunrise on the other shore •
It comes like butterflies of silvery light,
And sinks again upon the distant hills—
Ah. glorious sunset on the hills of God I
THE RUNAWAYS’ REUNION.
BY MBS. J. V. Hi KOONS.
CHAPTER I.
“Well, old for my part, I am very sorry
the farm was sold, and the Hustons
have left us. They lived there many a
year, and were hard-working, pious,
quiet before people, and it will be a long time
we shall have their like again for
neighbors.” I hope
“ it will, father,” said 10-year
old Ned, with a sigh of relief. “ I hope
the new-comers will not make me churn
or carry a load of stove-wood every time
I’m sent there in a hurry of an errand.”
“ Chores are the making of boys, and
they them,” should always be ready to perform
answered the stern, mistaken
parent.
“I think I have quite enough to do at
home to make or break any boy, and, if
I’m ever sent to Mr. Maynard’s, I trust
there’ll be no old Mrs. Maynard there to
set me churning, swill or carrying crockery
from the cellar, to the pigs, or
wood from the shed, as old Mrs, Huston
always think did,”
“I you will not be troubled in
that way,” said meek-eyed Mary, a
sweet-faced girl of 14, whose dread of
endless drudgery fully equaled that of
her little brother. “Mrs. Carroll told
me yesterday that there were hut three
in family of the Maynards, and that Mrs.
Maynard is an accomplished lady, keeps
devotes a housekeeper her and time a waiting-maid, and
all to the study of
music and painting.”
“ Ha ! ha ! a fine specimen for a farm¬
er’s wife ! ” exclaimed Mr. Woodruff,
with shiver. a glance at his daughter that made
her
“I cannot understand,” ventured
Mary, if “why farmers’ wives and daugh¬
ters, it, sboidd they have any taste and talent
for not study books, music,
painting or elevate anything them. else that tends to
educate or I have lately
read that women all over the country are
forming themselves into reading socie¬
ties and art clubs, and are making rapid
progress in whatever study they
take up.”
“Nonsense! sound! nonsense ! Lately read !
I like that Where have you
lately read such stuff?” demanded the
infuriated father.
“ In a paper that Mrs. Maynard sent
to Mrs. Carroll.”
“Iam sure I have always taken great
pains to keep all kinds of story papers
and books out of my house and out of
my children’s sight, and now you,
Mary, dare to tell help me that you such lately
read— St. Paul, death me, me.” or non¬
sense will be the of
“ It was not a story paper, father, but
a journal devoted to—”
“Devoted to fiddlesticks! I’ll hear
nothing more of it, and now I here for¬
bid you to touch any more papers from
Mrs. Carroll. I shall not allow her pro¬
gressive ideas to creep into and poison
your mind as they did your sister’s—re¬
member, I say. I’ll have you read no
more of them—it is time now that you
and Ned were about your evening work."
mart of any escape from her father's
pinching lor the presence, poor Ned, Mary while started Mr
cow pasture toth
Woodruff, wife, to the annoyance of Iris the tired
continued grumbling about de
generacyof the times and the growing
idleness and forwardness of mentioned girls. In
the rage of a moment he had
his eldest daughter, and as a consequence
his wife was in tears, Mary had darted
away from him with a sorrowful face,
and'Ned took on a look of adamant, and
somehow his self-trust was always
shaken whenever he thought of her, and
all his household seemed to slip from
under his control if her name escaped
en
The sight of Mr. and Mrs. Woodruff
naturally suggested in hawk and dove, between yet
there wan much common
them. His long and tiresome march in
the straight ana narrow way, his puny
idea of woman’s sphere affected the life
of liis gifted, shrinking wife, as the ab
»ence of light and warmth affects a
flower. He had admired all the beauty
his prosaic eye could detect in her paint
ings before they were married, hut he
V. surprised and disappointed that she
she should attempt or even desire to
touch brush or pencil after they were little
married, for wife to him meant
more than servant of all work ; but he
gave up at last that she should paint all
Hie pictures she chose provided she
taught their daughters nothing with their that
would in aav way interfere
becoming first-class hard-working housekeepers farmer's and fit
in everv ^ sense for
wives. Like Milton, be. thought "one
tongue enough for s woman,”snd desired
his daughters only to know how to read
th« English lasgtuga, and to know only
WATKINSVILLE, GEORGIA, SEPTEMBER 7, 1880.
enough of arithmetic to keep their but*
ter tmd egg account exact. Glad of the
privilege of following the only line of
light that stretched itself before her, she
studied and worked, doing double duty,
keeping in order within her household and
feeding its the spirit her that never
ceased clamor for one more and high¬
er taste of the beautiful; her studio was
her closet of prayer, her temple of wor¬
ship, her children, the one sunny spot that in the lives of
the star shone through
all the darkness of their lives. Uncon¬
sciously, its influence was warming
the hard soil that surrounded the inner
and better life of Mr. Woodruff*
The first that came to brighten their
home was little Helen, who in her baby¬
hood possessed a vast amount of surplus
energy that manifested itself in pranks
of sauciness and self-will. Now, thought
her father, was his opportunity. So he
year-old began to break her, not as he would a 2
colt, by first coaxing it, but by
abrupt and do, ill-timed commands to do, and
not to whatever would thwart her
girlish purposes, by surprising her in her
bits moments of of inspiration and burning her
verse or drawing, and sending her
he at once would to some dull, dry task, to fit her,
say, for womanhood’s stern
duties. Galled in spirit, year after year,
she endured such harsh and uncalled-for
treatment. And only one sweet in a
vast desert of bitterness bound her to
her father; he had found tune to hear
her Bible lessons, all that he permitted
her to study; they had committed to
mem ory, and could repeat together, a
number of the psalms. And many a time
Helen would wonder how one who could
love and appreciate such beautiful songs
could be indifferent or dead to the bud¬
ding hopes and aspirations of girlhood.
“Perheps his father taught him as he
tries to teach me—and he woe teachable;
he says that I am ‘ perverse and obstin¬
ate. ’ I think I am, from his standpoint,
but he shall never subdue and crush me
as my dear mother has been subdued
and crushed. My gifts are God-given,
and too sacred for even my father to
trample of upon, and I Giver; shall use them to the
the glory roof the home Great then if not under
of away under the
bending blue somewhere, I shall find a
place that shall be to me a sanctum sanc¬
torum.” And the young girl looked de¬
termined as a lioness as she uttered this
declaration of independence.
CHAPTER IL
Dear Father and Mother : I am assistant
teacher in the High School of this place j am en
ged for a year. A maiden sister ot Mrs. Car
roll, boarding your with old her. neighbor, I have is Principal. of I am
tne use her
piano ; I take two lessons each week from a
good music teacher, and find time each day to
keep up my will drawing. not forget I crave your forgive
ness. You my struggles to enter
the life for which I felt myself born. I found
nothing r but disappointment, until in flight I
made ‘ way for liberty,” and you must feel
wisat for, and the doubtless separation blame, cost me, while loving you are sorry
your daughter, Helen.
Thus read the letter that came to the
half-crazed Mrs. Woodruff in one month
after their daughter was among the
missing. “ Driven from home,” the an¬
guished mother would have said, had
she not felt that she must comfort, not
accuse, had she the sorrowing. Never before
love known the depth of her hus¬
band’s for his children. Baffled
and broken as his spirit was now, true
to his nature, he could not forgive ; and,
for all his days of grief, his sleepless
nights that of suffering, lie still protested
his wayward child must be pun¬
ished, aud accordingly he wrote :
Helen : You cau justly claim nothing from
the home you so foolishly deserted. If you re¬
main away it must be in a silence that will not
be broken by your Father.
“Cruel! cruel!” sobbed Helen, as
she read and r cad the words that
seemed to freeze her heart and shut her
out of the world. Her childhood had
known nothing but the yellow leaf, but
the sadness of autumn had not rendered
her cold or misanthropic. The opening
bud of love, watered by the dew of
faith, was trembling to blossom in her
pure young heart. She sought strength
aud consolation in prayer for the loved
ones she had deserted, A sad, sweet
picture she made as she sat in that capa¬
cious old arm chair by the little parlor
window, in the cozy home of the school¬
mistress. Bhe was simply and neatly
clad in an evening dress of pink muslin,
with a white bow of lace at her throat;
cled one ring, the a plain gold of her band, that encir¬
the forefinger left hand, was
all jewelry she wore. It was a gift
from her placed mother’s father, her who prayed, that
as he it upon finger, if
she inherited any of her mother’s talent
she would her father’s also inherit, toll in an equal glos¬ de¬
gree, power. Her
sy brown curls were fastened carelessly
back with a spray of white lilac. It was
sunset, but the lingering beams of light
lbat ki « sod ber lalr roVe aled
th ” , » lie co uld not kw T b#ck l
“ sbo u ", fo!ded H * !U . “ £? d read aloud
ber bor « wor (b ‘: f* 10 wonnd
afresh, aDd - in her agony she
OT ®°. Oh, dear mother, ,, why , did ...
my you
not jay just one little word to me ? It
would have been kind and kept my
ieal1 breaking. But, oh ! I know
m - Y lalber WOU ( no1 P 01 ™ 11 y° u > swi 'et,
patient mother, and toth dear all little sister and
brother, your faults my
dear, dear father, how can I live without
you ' What, oh what shall I do?”
No audible answer came to the strick¬
en young heart, but rest and love and
j home awaited her, for Mark Maynard
; hail seen, heard and recognized his own,
j hud silently withdrawn from the
i r<x>m he had entered unseen, and said to
i himself as he walked away :
“Dear Helen, thou art the fresh
sweet spring in the desert of my lone
life. I can scarcely surely believe in special
I providences, but God's own hand
, has led her to the heart that 1ms ever
! loved her, and when the wave of sorrow
that is now sweeping over her goes by a
lover sliall claim his own.”
Brief and to the point was the court
sliip that ended in the union of two oon
genial spirit-, and Helen Woodruff Mimerfb*
duly installed mistress of the
h ndent’s home that th< town pcoidc
had named “ Bstehen.r * Button,’* W
; eaiise of it round. sintVAU-i'iif apjieur
aw*. 'J’he nedest fitte buteling lay tu
the center of au e edit-acre sol iiiit. but
of the o'mi, of tlavoily ; 4 wum
urroilich 'l fit the emifdeht fruits and
j flowers. Four room . had answered
Mark Msvnurds puipow , a (rout and
back room noove and below, with hay
window below sod above that Moked tp
the east, south and west. The south
r«xan below was large, light and airy,
and handsomely fumiuhsu, and answered
the purpose of sitting-room and parlor.
room above it was Mark’s study,
filled with all that a student’s heart
could desire ; back of this was his bed
room, beneath which was kitchen, din
ing-room, pantry aud hall combined,
fannulled with overcoats, shoes, over
shoes, hats and caps in the wildest pro
Mark had } lnt ever ; b found l1u a iea1 ' home. h’ m '° tbrtt His
hoyhoixl had been homeless m all
orolmu 1 1 U g!p ’ . "fy* ir ot “ y^' ,? a n
and adopted , , by t
was , Ins uncle, , u well-to
h.»,l, but 0,0 ft,, ta.l Ootorminod oth
days and odd times for hw own, but his
Undo Huston was a model farmer, and
there was always a hoe to scour, or some
repairs to make that could be done un
swsraflww.*
.■as oszstr 5Sk?£
early rising he was swelling Why, to deliver
to the offending Mark. “ Mark !
Mark ! ” he began, hut ended by /the taking
from a bare table and reachn tol
lowing explanatory ' note:
uouZ tea . .dne . an tm t , I , b a e £ of , Z. °You , .
know the one desire of my heart is an educa
vexation, ticra. To and rid you to keep of daily disappointment life from starv- and
as&evn my own
—waul. ' 'ib.tll.wiu x hi',:, .“iSTss .1,1
here hereafter, hen vo.ir,
aud is the prayer of
Mark Maynabd.
cnAFTER HI.
Poor Mr. Huston went hack to the
breakfast table with a breaking heart,
for he really loved all of the boy that
his narrow life could understand. “I
am afraid,” said he, “that Mark is only
a new edition of his father; and he frit
tered all his time away and fretted him
self into the grave over his books ;
and my poor dear sister seemed to
think it was all right, too, for her
last words to me were: ‘ Do give
my son of a good education; ’ and by
way continued, silencing an uneasy conscience
“I am sure there was noth¬
ing in the way of the boy’s education
had he remained here and tried to learn. ”
Search after search was made for many
and many a day all over the country,
but all iu vain ; no clew could be gotten
of the runaway. Buried in the desert of
home a great city, errand Mark hoy Maynard of of entered the best the
as one
educators in the land, and eventually be¬
came his pupil. There he remained for
six yeifrs, at which time, through the in¬
fluence of his teacher, he was made
principal For five of the High labored School of
years he there with all
the zeal of an earnest teacher, and was
then Helen made Woodruff superintendent, glided quietly at which ti me
into the
school and filled her place with becom
ing time dignity, afterward and as made quietly in a short
wits the wife of him
who had been marked out by his friends
for an old bachelor.
The marriage created no little excite¬
ment in the gossipy circles of the city,
but a calm followed Mark’s innocent
confession that Helen was his “first and
only love,” which thread led to the un¬
raveling of both their lives. Busy-bod¬
ies were satisfied when the heard that
Mark Maynard, at the age 14, had kissed
Helen, a child of 8 years, bis only play¬
mate in his uncle’s neighborhood, just
the evening ho ran away, that he had
not forgotten her, that he hail intended
to go back and claim her, who, by a
strange coincidence, had come to him.
All the city bade them good-by regret¬
fully, in their after two years of happy life spent
Button,” midst. They their sold “Bachelor’s
and took departure for
the old Houston home, now all their
own, and so near the one still dear to
Helen in spite of all the bitter memories
that clustered around it. Theirs was a
charity, to begin a at work home. of reformation that was
Tne Hustons had settled down to
i*;i iy, quiet life in a neighboring village
an< 1 their whispered not the secret intrusted
to who had keeping, possession that the Maynards,
taken of their old
place, were Mark no Huston, others than he the two run¬
aways, as was called
in his boyhood, and Helen Woodruff.
From cellar to garret a new life ran
through had the old home; large old rooms
that been dark and dusty for years
were filled with happy sunlight aud fresh air
and flowers; birds sang from in bright
colored cages that hung vine
silence tangled before, windows; where all had been
music gushed forth in
sweet, place entrancing the tones. The Maynard
became admiration, if not tho
envy, of the whole neighborhood. More
than a year had gone by, and what of
the new neighbors? There had been
enough gossip about them and their new
positively way of country living, but nothing waa
known of them save that
Mark Maynard had once been Mark
Huston, that he had run away from his
uncle, educated himself, made money
enough to buy his uncle’s interest in tha
farm, that he had married a lady, and
was living in people, elegant style. Mrs. None of
the country except Carroll,
had ventured to call on the “ high-fiy
ers,” a* they had been termed by
those from whose inner lives the ideal
had been crushed and driven out by the
rude hand of the real. None, shall f
say? Mary and hail Ned started Woodruff, that
of very soul evening after they hail wandered so gloomy
the cows, on
beyond the limit# of their own Maynard meadow
mte farm, an wandered, adjoining talking wood of Imsily the their
of
j Unto*, bopos.ami Hitt feats, when toey came
upon a mini wit light indeed to
| their weary jmuug liveC There, <jtt a
Maryjpru large, mossy stOM, sat sister Helen,
U g toward her whit n ary of
Fff ! “e<f Htoppadsudaeitfy, turned pale,
and stood ** motionless as s statue,
Helen Maynard was not long in securing
the entire confidence other sister and
brother, and they were ready to obey
g**tion any command, or to act upon any aug
from her. She understood the
pavtshemustplaytoaccoinplishhorwork, and struok the
notes accordingly. Their
father must not know anything of their
designs nd right until they were all executed;
a well was their seoret kept,
Ned was hired to saw wood once or twice
a week at the Maynards’. Mary was em
ployed of at 60 cents a week to take charge
baby Mavnard on washing and iron
iug days. The ruse worked like a charm,
1Uid ,’\ bla t«r jjeil was f uru iBliocl witli
tbe best bQoks llIld becamQ quite
an elocutionist. Mary learned the prin
ciples of music, and, under the kinu and
oareftil teaching of Helen, she could H play
r r inr::,r “ <l“"“*«! , r litllfhSS ,i T' ,
•
_ —the the Boul soul thftt that lay lay burie / undor the
hard-beaten sod of custom. To be brief,
a year had rolled by and everything was
working ffi—rt together for lirased good.' several Ned had
tt of
he had secured
fc.SHsSr* 17
“ “ -
7 ‘\ bom ,‘ ftl ^ d w,tb tnler .
fi !TL Srni l d S r wb ! ,U J* 1 * h , ? m ®'
*
w and a host of neigh
bor8 and f « ouds “ et to banquet and
. the aud rooonoilia
rejoice in rouuiou
^her and daughter, unde and
nephew.
The seed has been sown broadcast,
mid year after year the golden harvest
ffisri, *?“?, dbWT, “r the *w cold, In,111 v COTl.t up* from
the life of Mr. Woodruff. The spirit of
Christ’s tender words, “Except ye be¬
come as little children, ye shall not en
ter the kingdom of heaven,” fell for the
flrst W 116 11110 bis ho,irt like “ balm. A
new lifo opened within him ; a new earth
stretched itself before him, and a new
heaven bent above him.
The wilderness of the Woodruff place
blossomed as a rose, and celebrated as
Mtist, author and elocutionist bocamo
the names of Helen, Mary, and Ned.
Look long enough
You’ll On any pensant’e taco here, conree and lined,
catch Antinoim somewhere In that day.
And Then persist.
If your apprehension's competent
You'll find some fairer angol at his back
As much exceeding him ns he the boor.
MnNoiK City, Ind.
A Masher Mashed.
One of tho many handsome young lo¬
llies residing in the aristocratic portion
of the ancient suburb of Beliville packed
iqi it swab “grip-sack” one morning re¬
cently, and departed for a visit with a
friend at one of the many picturesque
stations that abound on tho Cincinnati,
Hamilton and Dayton railroad. Finding,
upon her arrival at Cincinnati, that she
had several hours in which to make the
train, and as site also wished to purchaso
several of “those things” so essential to
tho completion of it young lady’s ward¬
robe, she concluded to make her pur*
chases and jiass a jiortion of her surplus
time in walking to the depot. Bho made
her purchases and was leisurely strolling
along Fifth street, admiring tho latest
summer brought styles, wheu her meditations
wore to an abrupt termination
by a dapper, dandified little fellow, who
was rigged up in one of the very latest
style summer suits. His cranium was
covered with a hat constructed upon the
second-story straddled the plan, bridge a of jiair his of Roman eye-glasses
anil sweet, killing smile apropriately nose,
a
adorned his countenance. Stepping up,
her he politely lifted his hat and accosted
thus: “ Exeiise-ah’-me, Miss, may
I-nli'm-have the ati’-m-pleasure of carry¬
ing your portmanteau?” The young ludy
looked at him, hesitated a moment as if
trust meditating him, whether it would be safe to
and with a “certainly, sir,
certainly, handed him the “grip-sack,”
which the handsome Lothario took, at
the same time tipping a wink to a couple
of friends who were, loafing on the corner.
The coup)/- started toward the depot,
and as they meandered along the young
man tried to strike up a conversation with
the young lady; but she evidently wasn't
in a very talkative mood, as she could not
lie induced to sjieuk only iu answer to
direct qne:,tou», and those she answered
the in monosyllables. Italy, Arriving consternation at the depot,
young to the of
the young masher and the amusement of
his friends, who had followed them just
to watch developments, pulled out her
pocket-book, said, and handing him a dime,
in a voice loud enough for the by¬
standers to hear: " I’m really sorry, but
it’s all the change I have; I’xn very much
obliged to you for your kindness. I as¬
sure yon it, is appreciated, and should j
ever meet you again I will give you fifteen
cents as it is certainly worth a quarter.”
—Cincinnati Paper.
Memory.
people. Memory is not peculiar to intelligent
On the contrary, tho inferior
race of mankind, such as negroes, the
Chinese, etc., have more memory than
those of a higher type of civilization.
Primitive races, which were unaeq uuinted
with the art of writing, had a wonderful
memory, and were for ages in the habit
of handing down, from one generation
to another, hymns as voluminous as the
Bible. Prompters and professors of
declamation, know that women have
more memory than men. French
women will learn their a husbands. foreign language Youths
quicker than
have more memory than adults. It is
well developed about ui the children, fourteenth attains fif- its
maximum or
toenth year, and then decreases. Feeble
individuals of a lymphatic temperament
have more memory than tho strong.
Btudents who obtain the prize for memo
rv aud recitation chiefly lielong to the
former class. Most people remernlier
better iu tho morning, when tire mind
is soothed by a night of rest, than in
the evening.
Maw oouUnuaily ik-ooIc who hunt tiudl tor ‘ ____ PP ‘ ^ ____
n ; finding
NUMBER 27.
Rats.
Rats are a great pest in every city and
town, and, indeed, everywhere in this
country. lid It seems nearly impossible to
get of them, and mxy method that
promises to secure this most desirable
end is worth trying. Somebody recom¬
mends covering stones, rafters, and
every part of a oellar with ordinary
whitewash, made yellow with copperas,
putting copperas in every crevice or
cranny where a rat may get, and scatter¬
ing lias it in the comers on the floor. He
tried it repeatedly, and the result
has been a geuoral retreat of both mice
and rats, not one of which had at last
account* returned. It is said that a coat
of this yellow wash, given each spring to
a cellar, will not only banish those ver¬
min, but will provont fever, dysentery,
or typhoid fever. Everything eatable
should he carefully secured against the
ravages that of rats’, which are so intelligent
they will soon abandon places wltero
they can get next to nothing to oat. The
rat we uro most troulilod with is the
brown rat, much larger, stronger, fiercer,
ami more ravenous than the black rat,
which has almost entirely disappeared,
having been driven off or exterminated
brown by the more formidable species. The
rat from is frequently the called impression the Nor¬
way rat, erroneous
that it oume from Norway, which coun¬
try it did not reach until it had become
abundant in Britain and America. It ap¬
peared first at Astrakhan, in the begin¬
ning of the eighteenth century, and
gradually whence spread over Western Europe,
we have derived it. It was once
known as the Hanoverian rat, because
the British Jacobites were pleased to be¬
lieve that it came in with tlio House of
Huuovor.
llrmlhmgh’s Advancement.
The New York Times’ London letter
has the following;
“ If the friends and foes of Mr. Brad
laugh, the member for Northampton,
had entered into an alliance to advanco
his personal interests and make him the
most famous or notorious of Great
Britain, they could not have done more
than tlwy have done. They have
plavod his game all tho time. It is
difficult to say who lias been his greatest
friend Mr. Gladstone, tho Primier, or
Sir Stafford Northcote, the leader of her
Majesty’s Mr. opposition.
itor “ of Bradlaugh is proprietor and ed¬
a newspaper ciuied the National
Ilf former. ‘Wo never ut any timo pre¬
viously said to the present excitement,’ he
to a friend of mine, ‘sold more than
twelve thousand copies a week, hut our
circulation has now gone up to two hun¬
dred thousand.’ This being the case,
Mr. Bradlaugh, from a position of com¬
parative impueuniosity, rises to one of
affluence, and a mere political outsider
the other day, ho is now one of the fore¬
most inch in England. Determined to
still further advance his cause, one ilea
'-T Lewis Clarke has issued a writ against
him for $2,500, the penalty prescribed by
act of Parliament for sitting and voting
in the House of Commons without hav¬
in ing subscribed to the oath of allegiance,
accordance with the 20th and 30tli
Victoria, chapter 10. Every time Brad
langh votes, Clarke says he will sue for
tho penalty.”
Farming Under the Sea.
Tho fact is not generally known that
within three hours’ ride of Boston n
large and profitable business lias been
carried on since 1848 along the seashore,
and is nothing more or loss than “farm¬
ing under tho sea.” Everywhere upon
the coasts of eastern New England may
be found, ten feet below the water mark,
the lichen known ns carrageen—the
“Irish moss” of commerce. It maybe
tom from the the little snnken rocks Hcituate anywhere,
and yet seaport of is
almost the only place in the country
where it is gathered and cured. This
village is the great center of the moss
business in the country, and the entire
Union draws its supplies from those
beaches. Long rakes are used in tilling
this marine farm, and it does not take
long to fill the many dories that await
the lichen, lorn from its salty, rock bod.
The husbands and fathers gather the
moss from the sea, and the wives and
daughters prepare it for the market. Boak
it in water, and it will molt away to a
jelly. Boil it in milk, and a delicious
white and oreamy blancmange is the re¬
sult. The annual product is from ten to
fifteen thousand barrels, and it brings
$50,1)1)0 into the town, which sum is
shared by one hundred and fifty families.
Its consumption in the manufacture of
lager beer is very large, aud the entire
beer of tho country draws its supplies
from Hcituate beaches, os the importa¬
tion from Ireland ha* almost ceased. It
is not generally known that the moss, as
an article of food, is called “ sea-moss
farina.”
Api’/jK Borer.—A ccording to a writer
on horticultural and have agricultural gained sub¬
jects, when borers once
possession of a tree hunt the only them way to get
rid of them is to for care¬
fully with a knife or wire and destroy
them. The eggs of the parent beetle
are dejjosited during nights in June, and
are placed in the bark of the tree at the
surface surround of the the ground, These or whatever hatch may in
tree. eggs
our latitude during September, and it is
soon after this that the young grubs may
be easily removed without tlie use of
anything more than tho point of a pen¬
knife. A few minutes sj>ent in this way
about the 1st of October each fall will
keep the tree free from this pest.—iSeten
tifle American.
To wash lawn or thin muslin: Boil
two quarts of wheat Bran in six quarts
or more of water half an hour. Strain
wafihed. Use no fsoap t if you can help
* it and no starch. Raise lightly in fair
,
water . This preparation both cleanses
and stiffens the lawn. If you can, eon
voniently, take out all the gathers. Tho
H kirt should always be ripped 11 from the
’
The whole number of men, from time
j to time, called into tho national service
during the war of the Rebellion was
I 2,688,523, As many of those wore
.mustered in twice, while hundreds of
thousands deserted who were never
under Are, it is probable that not more
*»" ln effectirdr participated
m mipprowinf the fkbellioii,
A W1*ilT Pin*, PtTBLJSHID AT
Watk : nsville, Oconee Co., Georgia.
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LIBF.RA1, TIIIOIS FOR STORE SPADE
THIS A Nil THAT.
A good oonvoyancer is known by his
deeds.
Light travels at the rate of 192,000
miles per second.
Lion files are made by hand while the
iron is soft, and then annealed.
When a man draws an inference he
should draw it mild.
The mark of cane—Dust on the un¬
ruly schoolboy’s jacket.
It is believed that the word “ never”
has been crippled for life.
When a man’s curiosity is piqued, he
asks sharp questions.
Many of the new summer books in
press will be bound in muslin.
An artist is not so strong as a horse,
but lie can draw a larger object.
Ought a woman to kiss a tobacco
chewer? Yes, if she chews.
Bahatoga hotels will all charge a little
more than they did last year.
Si’eaking of reptiles, is “ Landlord,
Fill the Flowing Bowl” a treat ode ?
A cOrUespondent reminds us that
“ ‘There is a medium in all things’—
espt icially spiritualism.”
The piano first made its appearance
as a musical instrument about the mid¬
dle of the eighteenth century.
Why have chickens no hereafter ?
Because they have their necks twirled
(next world) iu this.
Why is it easy to enter an old man’s
habitation ? Because liis gait is broken
and his looks uro few.
Having asked his girl for a kiss as a
tonic, she replied that there was such a
thing as being too tonic.
“ You’re a man after my own heart,”
as the blushing maiden confessed wheu
her lover proposed marriage.
Tiiu trouble with too many in this
world is (fiat they want reserved seats
everywhere except iu the family circle.
Why is the strap of an omnibus like a
man’s conscience ? Because it is an in¬
ward check on the outward man.
“ A kish ” n»l»l (iharlus, “is a noun, we allow;
But toll me. dear, is it proper or common ?”
Lovely Mary bluahed deep, ami exclaimed, **’ Why, I
vow, that
I tijiuk a khm is both proper and oommon.’*
What’h tho best definition of a quill ?
Hometiling taken from Hie’pinions the pinions of
one goose to tqiread of an¬
other.
Why is tho money you are in the
habit of giving to the poor like a new¬
ly-born babe? Because it’s precious
little.
Hymen is always represented as bear¬
ing a torch. This symbolized the tortu¬
ous ways of true love that never did run
smooth.
“She never told her love”—because
the young man, anticipating something
of leap tho kind, opened. hasn’t called to see her sinew
year
When a fond parent sees a hoy walk
through a gateway, worried instead of climbing
the fence, ho is for fear the lad
isn’t quite himself.
Artkm saying us Wahd Ladies once and began a lecture
by gigantic : “ intellect, gentlemen, hut I
possess a I haven’t
it with mo.”
A lazy Imy was complaining that his
bed was too short, when his father stern¬
ly replied “ That in it, is sir.” because you are al¬
ways too long
The proprietor of a Louisville bone
factory announces that persons leaving
their hones with him can have them
ground at short notice.
Nothing will please a girl so much as
the information that a rival, who is try¬
ing to rob her of her best fellow, has
got a pimple coming on her nose.
A New Jersey colored mun, whose
wife had left, said: “Bhe would come
hack if I frowed her some sugar, but
I ain’t frowing no sugar, do you hcah?”
ing If else an unemployed to do, he man always can find find noth¬ situ¬
can a
crowded ation as barber head waiter shop to by going his hair into cut. a
A editor being get
hogs country asked; “Do
pay ?” says a great many do not.
They take the paper several years, and
then have the Postmaster send it back,
“ Refused.”
Don’t despise a woman because she
can’t drive nails or hang pictures ; if you
want to discover your own weak points,
just carry a 0x4 matti-ess down a narrow,
winding stairs.
A strolling theatrical company was
at the dinner-table A waiter ap¬
proached Soup ?" one No, of the sir, members, ” replied the and said :
■ ‘ 11 the musicians?” guest,
“I am one of
An unsuccessful vocalist went to tha
poor-holi hc and delighted the inmates
with his singing. He said it was a nat¬
ural thing for him to do, as he had been
singing to poor houses ever since he be¬
gan hia career.
Fight Halves.
A girl composed of eight halves is a
mathematical anomaly, a scientific mon¬
strosity. And yet we heard one reeent
Jy. within half an hour, declare laughed she herself was
half dead with heat, hail
half to death at somebody’s mishap or
blunder, was half crazy to know some¬ half
thing about Hometiling else, was remark
tickled to death at some funny
of an ape of a beau, was half mad at an
escort’s presumption , and was half killed
by a hairpin scratching her neck, while
all of her—two halves more—was stii
alive, well, and absurd. Girls, drop all
these hyperbolical nonsensicalities that
disfigure your daily walk and conversa¬
tion, and he as sensible as you are pret¬
ty aud lovable.— Deadwood Pioneer.
It im £&tmiaced Pw-is that fco properly Wfi o*
j °* it requires one man
1 for each kilometre, but this average has
I not been maintained from motives of
i eco»omy tins work 627 Still, there divided are employed Into little in
men,
companies, which are sent to various sec
turns of the city, service. according Almost to the needs
of the sewer all these
men are natives of the Midi, and come
from Gascogne. Theirs is a hard htisiaesN.
aud though some tow vguuHirt, us rarefy they
are called, may become ulfl, it ia
the work case longer that than one fifteen can safely do Thsy such
I years.
j then word u»od Iwome victims "ksphyxlA* of tiff ‘‘plumb, a
to eipreft*