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VOL. V.--NO, 21. qBAWMOTHEITS SERMON. to o’er the hearth is swept, W . e Xhe woo"’flro’s glow , Thtdi Idrn cluster to hear a ta e T of that time so long ago. nA« nA »“ “* re ° b u sweeter then Than now in its rich content The face Is wrinkled and careworn now. feh» eyes Never baa gone away. And her needles catch the firelight in and out they go, With the clicking music that cmndnia loves, Shaping the stocking toe. And the waiting children love it. too. For they know the stocking song Brings many a tale to grandma s mind Which they shall have ere long. But it brings no story of olden-time To grandma’s heart to-n ght— Only a refrain, quaint mid short, Is sung by the needles bright. “Life is a stocking,” grandma says, “And yours is just begun; But I am knitting the toe ot mine, And my work is almost done. “ With merry hearts we begin to knit, And the ribbing Is almost play; Borne are gay colored, and some are white. And some are ashen gray. “Butmost ariomndeof many hues, With many a stitch set wrong; And many a row to be sadly ripped Ere tha whole is fair and strong. •There are long, plain spaces, without a break, That in life are hard to bear; And many a weary tear is dropped As we fashion tho heel with care. “ But the saddest, happiest, time is that We count, and yet would shun, When our Heavenly Father breaks the thread, And says that our work is done.” The children come to say good-night, ' With tears in their bright young eyes. While in grandma’s lap. with broken thread, The finished stocking lies —Airaiopa Sun. JOE LAMBERT’S FERRY. It was a thoroughly disagreeable March morning. The wind blew in sharp gusts from every quarter of the compass by turns. It seemed to take especial delight in rushing suddenly around corners and taking away the breath of anybody it could catch there coming from the opposite direction. The dust, too, filled people’s eyes and noses and mouths, while the damp, raw March air easily found its way through the best clothing, and turned boys’ skins into pimply goose-flesh. It was a' out as disagreeable a morn ing for going out as can be imagined; and yet everybody in the little western river town who could get outwent out and stayed out. Men and women, boys and girls, and even little children, ran to the river bank: and once there they stayed, with no thought, it seemed, of going back to their homes or their work. The people of the town were wild with excitement, and everybody told every body else what had happened, although everyb idy knew all about it already. Every )dy, I mean, except Joe Lam bert nd he had been so busy ever since daylight, sawing wood in Squire Lnsard’s woodshed, that he had neither seen nor heard anything at all. Joe was the poorest person in the town. He was the only boy there who really had no home and nobody to care for him. Three or four years before this March morning, J oe had been left an orphan and being utterly destitute, he should have been sent ’to the poor fuse, or “ bound out” to some person a-s a sort of servant. But Joe Lambert had refused to go to the poor-house or XJpdT e a KM Ound bo - v - H e had de self 'd’K ab ’ " y i t 0 takC Cai ’ e ° f * ,:m ’ sawing by Y orkl , n S hard at odd jobs, whsrF W ? od ’ rolbn g barrels on the ioJs L PlCking ap P' Cs or " eo d'Hg on- San’wed °l )portuin, y oflered, he* had to support himself “ after a That pT to J* 8 vilia £® P eo ple said, to eat am! y ’ he F e ? eral, y got enough Blent in fl Om^cr ° theß to wear. He L 5 ina . warehouse shed, the owner enman on the premises. knew ± bW a J one of all the villagers and of con?’ wbat had happened; XtforXthin 0 - L l ambert dd not People who in I i” m tbe ® stimat ion of only reason M houses 1 ’ live in ’ The tent a .L lon of so unimpor- soLJt hat 1 think did March day aTlea'st? ° U that particu!ar he* 1 had ?" ished thc P«® of wood house to a t v ßaW ’ and went to the bodv ther? t* m °5 Cy ’ he foun(l »°- f°uhd the town n " 1 tbo street he d m a cross? ? e A pty * an,l « Poking that had gathered 1 ’ b ® ?. aw the crowds kk Wle arn^?® r ? d ® n th ® river-bank, “’ualhad occurred that someth'ngun lo the river tn i ® ' J f course he ran When I?? What jt was. h’oah Marlin’ 0 .?? be learned that Mso the ferrvn? who was its neighbors n bel "’«en the village river. had been a® ° tber side of the e »rly morning durin & tho row his ferr” sJitv f lsh attem Pt to The ice which ha i ki SC \ OBS ,b ® stream. ‘»o months hJd ! blocked the river for day be oJe a m? £?«“? 10 ™ve on the »»d babyLa C hil.i’ a r lll with his wife * ere on the other ?° ut a yearold- Xffine. Earlv on tbe r *ver at J**d been a temn? tbat horning there advantage??k th ® town - and ’ M'artiJ h? com P at ’Mively Wt i his wife aid chil/'- ? edto cro! » Thegorcre ku in :s [? edi «telv e aR h t a h d b [® k ®n up almost im d crushed ? th« l ’ had been " aught ®he walton lAtgns by the current to a little low-lying island just in front of the town. What had happened was of less im portance, however, than what people saw must happen. The poor wojnan and baby out there on the island, drenched as they had been in the icy water, must soon die with cold, and, moreover, the island was now nearly under water, while the great stream was rising rapidly. It was evident that within an hour or two the water would •weep over the whole surface of the island, and the great fields of ice would of course carry the woman and child to a terrible death. Mw wild suggestions were made for their rescue, but none that gave the least hope of success. It was simply impossible to launch a boat. The vast fields of ice, two or three feet in thick ness, and from twenty feetto a hundred yards in breadth, were crushing and grinding down the river at the rate of four or five miles an hour, turning and twisting about, sometimes jamming their edges together with so great a force that one would lap over another, and sometimes drifting apart and leav ing wide open spaces between for a moment or two. One might as well go upon such a river in an egg shell as in the stoutest row-boat ever built. The poor woman with her babe could be seen from the shore, standing the.e alone on the rapidly narrowing strip of island. Her voice could not reach the people on the bank, but when she held her poor little baby toward them in mute appeal for help, the mothers there understood her agony. There was nothing to be done, how ever. Human sympathy was given freely, but human help was out of the question. Everybody on the river-shore was agreed in that opinion. Every body, that is to say, except Joe Lam oert. He had been so long in the habit of finding ways to help himself under difficulties that he did not easily make tip his mind to think any case hopeless. No sooner did Joe clearly understand how matters stood than he ran away from the crowd, nobody paying any at tention to what he did. Half an hour later, somebody cried out: “Look there! Who’s that, and what's he go ing to do?” pointing up the stream. Looking in that d ; rection, the people saw some one three quarters of a mile away standing on a floating field of ice in the river. He had a large farm basket strapped upon his shoulders, while in his hands he held a piank. As the ice-field upon which he stoo 1 neared another, the youth ran forward, threw his plank down, making a bridge of it, and crossed to the farther field. Then picking up his plank, he waited for a chance to repeat the process. As he thus drifted down the river, every eye was strained in his direction. Presently some one cried out: “It s Joe Lambert; and he’s trying to cross to the island!” There was a shout as the people un derstood the nature of Joe’s heroic at tempt, and then a hush as its extreme danger became apparent. Joe had laid his plans wisely and well, but it seemed impossible that he should succeed. His purpose was, with the a d of the plank to cross from one’ice-tield to another until he should reach the island; but as that would require a good deal of time, and the ice was moving down stream pretty rapidly, it was nec essary to start at a point above the town. Joe ha<l gone about a mile up the river before going on the ice, and when first seen from the town he had already reached the channel. After that first shout a whisper might have been heard in the crowd on the bank. The heroism of the poor boy’s attempt awed the spectators, and the momentary expectation that he world disappear forever amid the crushing ice-fields made them hold their breath in anxiety and terror. His greatest danger was from tho smaller cakes of ice. When it became necessary for him to step upon one of these, his weight was su i’cicnt to make it tilt, ami his footing was very inse cure. After awhile as he was nearing the island, he tame into a large collec tion of these sma’ler ice-cakes. For awhile he waited, hoping that a larger field would drift near him; but after a minute’s delay he saw that he was rap idly floating past the island, ami that he must either trust himself to tho treacherous broken ice, or fad in his at tempt to save the woman and child. Choosing the best of the floes, he laid his plank and passed across successful ly. In the next passage, however, the cake tilted up, and Joe Lambert went down into the water! A shudder passed through the crowd on shore. “ Poor fellow!” exclaimed some ten der-hearted spectator; “it is all over with him now.” “No; look, look! ’ shouted another. “He’s trying to climb upon the ice. Hurrah! he’s on his feet again!” With that the whole company of spectators shouted for joy. Joe had managed to regain his plank as well as to climb upon a cake of ice before the fields around could crush him, and now moving cautiously, he made his way little by little toward tho island. “Hurrah! Hurrah! he’s there at last!” shouted the people on the shore. “But will he get back again?” was the question each one asked himse.f a moment later. Having reached the island. .Joe very well knew that the more difficult part of h ; s task was still before him, for it was one thing for an active boy to work his way over floating ice, ami quite an other to carry a child and lead a woman upon a similar journey. But Joe Lambert was quick-witted and “long-headed.” as well as brave, and he meant to do all that he could to save those poor creatures for whom he had risked his life so heroically. Fak ing out his knife he nude the woman DALTON, GEORGIA, SATURDAY, JANUARY 13, 1883. cut her skirts oIT at the knees, so that she might walk and leap more freely. Then placing the baby in the basket which was strapped upon his back, he cautioned the woman ag inst gi > ing way to fright, and instructed her carefully about the method of crossing. On the return journey Joe was able to avoid one great risk. As it was not necessary to land at any part cular point, time was of little consequence, and hence when no large field of ice was at hand, he could wait for one to approach without attempting to make use of the smaller ones. Leading the woman wherever that was necessary, he slowly made his way toward shore, drifting down the river, of course, while all the people of the town marched along the bank. When at last Joe leaped ashore in company with tbe woman, and bearing her babe in the basket on his back, the people seemed ready to trample upon each other in their eagerness to shake hands with their hero. Their hero was barely able to stand, however. Drenched as he had been in the icy water, the sharp March wind had chilled him to to the marrow, and one of the village doctors speedily lifted him into his carriage, which he had brought for that purpose, and drove rapidly away, while the other physician took charge of Mrs. Martin and the baby. Joe was a strong, healthy fellow, and under the doctors treatment of hot brandy and vigorous rubbing with coarse* towels, he soon warmed. Then he wanted to saw enough wood for the doctor to pay for his treatment, and thereupon the doctor threatened to poison him if he should ever venture to mention pay to him again. Naturally enough the village people talked of nothing but Joe Lambert’s heroic deed, and the feeling was gen eral that they had never done their duty toward the poor orphan boy. There was an eager wish to kelp him now, and many offers were made to him; but these all took the form of charity, and Joe would not accept charity at nil. Four years earlier, as I have already said, he had refused to go to the poor-house or to be “bound out,” declaring that he could take care of himself; and when some thoughtless person had said in his hearing that he would have to live on charity, Joe’s re ply had been: “I’ll never eat a mouthful in this town that I haven’t worked for if I starve. 14 - And he had kept his word. Now that he was fifteen years old he was not willing to begin to receive charity, even in the form of a reward for his good deed. One day when some of the most prominent men of the village were talk ing to him on the subject Joe said: “I don’t want anything except a chance to work, but I 11 tell you what you may do for me if you will. Now that poor Martin is dead the ferry privi lege will be to lease again, and I’d like to get it for a good long term. May be I can make something out of it by being always ready to row people across, and I may even be able to put on something better than a skiff after awhile. 1’ 11 pay the village what Martin paid.” The gentlemen were glad enough of a chance to do Joe even this small iavor, and there was no difficulty in the way. The authorities gladly granted Joe a lease of the ferry privilege for twenty years, at twenty dollars a year rent, which was tbe rate Martin had paid. At first Joe rowed people back and forth, saving wliat money he got very carefullv. This was all that could be required of him, but it occurred to Joe that if he had a ferry-b'jat big enough, a good many horses and cattle and a good deal of freight would be sent across the river, tor he was a “long headed” fellow, as I have said. One day a chance offered, ami he bought for twenty-live dollars a large old woo 1 boat, which was simply a square barge io ty ieet long and fifteen feet wide, with leveled bow and stein, made to hold cordwood for the steam boats. With his own hands he laid a stout deck on this, and, with the assist ance of a man whom he hired for that purpose, he constructed a pair of pad dle-wheels. By that time Joe was out of money, and'work on the boat was suspended for a while. M hen he had accumulated a little more money, he bought a horse-power, and pmcetl it in the middle of his bo l . • connecting it with the shaft of Jus wheels. Then ke 'Made a rudder and helm, and his horse-poat was readv for use. It had cost him a hundred dollars besides his own labor upon it, but it would carry live stock and freight as well as passengers, and so the business of the ferry rapidly increased, and Joe began to put a little money away in the Lank. ' , , After awhile a railroad was built into the village, and then a second one came, a” year later another railroad was open on the other side of the rixei, and all the passengers who came to one village by railroad had to be ferr od across the river in order to continue their journey by the railroads there. The horse-boat was too small and too s ow for the business, and Joe l ambert had to buy two steam ferry-boats to take iH place. T hese cost more money than he had, but. as the owner of the ferry privilege, his credit was good, and the boats soon paid for themselves, whue Joe’s bank account grew again. Finally the railroad people determined to run through cars for passengers and freight, ami to carry them across the river on largo boats built forthat purpose; but before they gave their or ders to their boat builders, they were waited upon by the attorneys of Joe 1 •imliert who soon convinced im i (h:)t his ferry ‘ uV-hioh had now grown to such size that they called themselves cities. The result was that the railroads made a contract with Joe to carry their cars across, and he had some large boats built for that purpose. All this occurred a good many years ago, and Joe Lambert is not called Joe now, but Captain Lambert. He is one of the most prosperous men in the Lit tle river city, and owns many large riv er steamers besides his ferry-boats. Nobody is readier than he to help a poor boy or a poor man; but he has his own way of doing it. He will never toss so much as a cent to a beggar, but he never refuses to gave man or bov a chance to earn money by work. He has an odd theory that money which comes without work does more harm than good.—Geo. Caru Eggleston, in Wide Awake. A Strange Race. In her work, “Unbeaten Tracks in Japan,’ Miss Isabella L. Bird gives some graphic pictures of the Ainos, or abori f-i e o the Island of Yezo, Japan. “Af t r the yellow skin, the stiff horse-hair, the feeble eyelids, the elongated eyes, the sloping eyebrows, the flat noses, the sunken cheeks, the Mongolian features, the puny physique, the shaky walk of the men, the restricted totter of the women, and the general impression of degeneracy conveyed by the appearance of tha Japanese, the Ainos,” she says, “make a very singular impression. “All but two or three that I have seen are the most ferocious-looking of savages, with a physique vigorous enough for car rying out the most ferocious intentions, but as soon as they speak the counte nance brightens into a smile as gentle as that of a woman, something which can never be forgotten. The men are about the middle height, broad-chested, broad shouldered, ‘thick-set,’ very strongly built, the arms and legs short, thick, and muscular, the hands and sec-t large. The bodies, and especially the limbs, of many are covered with short, bristly hair. I have seen two boys whose backs are covered with fur as fine and soft as that of a cat. The heads and faces are very striking. “The foreheads are very high, broad, and prominent, and at first sight give one the impression of an unusual capac ity for intellectual development; the ears are small and set low; the noses are straight but short, and broad at the nos trils; the mouths are xvide but well formed, and the lips rarely show a ten dency to fullness. The neck is short, the cranium rounded, the cheek bones low. and the lower part of the face is small as compared with the upper, the peculiarity called a jowl being unknown. The eyebrows are full, and form a straight line nearly across the face. The eyes are large, tolerably deeply sets and very beautiful, the color a rich liquid brown, the expression singularly soft, and tho eyelashes long, silky, and abundant. ' “The skin has the Italian olive tint, but in most cases is thin and light enough to show the changes of color in the cheek. The teeth are small, regular, and very white; the incisors and “eye teeth” are not disproportionately large, as is usually the case among the Japa nese; there is no tendency toward pros nathism, and the fold of integument which conceal the upper eyelids of tha Japanese i» never to be met with. Tha features, expression, and aspect are European rather than Asiatic. “The ‘ferocious savagery’ of the ap pearance of the men is produced by a profusion of thick, soft, black hair, di vided in the middle, and falling iu heavy masses nearly to the shoulders. Out of doors it is kept from falling over the face by a fillet round the brow. Tho beards are equally profuse, quite magnificent, and generally wavy, and in the case of the old men they give a truly patriarchal and venerable aspect, in spite of tha yellow tinge produced by smoke and want of cleanliness. Tbe savage look pro duced by the masses of hair and beard and the thick eyebrows is mitigated by the softness in the dreamy brown eyes, and is altogether obliterated by the ex ceeding sweetness of the smile, which belongs in greater or less degree to all the rougher sex. “I have measured the height of thirty of the adult men of this village, and it ranges from five feet four inches to five feet six and a half. The circumference of the head averages 22.1 inches, and the arc, from ear to ear, 13 inches. The average weight of the Aino adult mascu line brain, ascertained by measurement of Bino skulls, is 45.90 ounces avoir dupois, a brain weight said to excel that of all the races, Hindoo and Mussulman, on the Indian plains, and that of the aboriginal races of India and Ceylon, and is only paralleled by that of the races of the Himalayas, the Siamese, and the Cliine.se Burmese. ” —Tbe recent mobbing of “General” Booth, of the English Salvation Army, at Hereford, recalls a good story of a stalwart Kentucky preacher in tbe days “befo’ de wah.” He was once conduct ing a revival service, when he was an noyed by the indecent conduct of a couple of rowdies. He went up to them and rebuked them, when one replied : “We heard that you work miracles, and are come to see if it is true.’ 8ir > said the preacher, taking off his COBt > “but we cast out devils,” and he forth with cast them out. Insanity. Dr. Maclaren, of Edinburgh, Scotland, states that the types of insanity have changed within modern times. For in stance delirious mania is now compara tively rare, but mental enfeebloment, »- SdeYwith paralysis, is i and more common, and is the ' i the overwork and worry of Btn, B« f ’ / for existence at the present day. • klow Plants Eat, Move and Sleep. Tn a work entitled “ Movements of Plants,” Mr. Charles Darwin gives the results of his latest investigations into the question of botanic life. These ro scorchcs are of a nature which cannot fail to excite general interest, while thoy will be “ like an eagle in a dove-cot ” to those who cling to tho venerable belief in a distinct line of demarcation between the animal and vegetable kingdoms. Speaking from careful experiment, the author tells us how plants exhibit many of the characteristics of animal nature. They sleep, they move, they are very sensitive, they have appetites, they are carnivorous, and they have radicles which by their sensibility and their ef fect upon other parts of the plant act a part similar to to that of brain in lower animals. We are told that a leaf of a carnivorous plant which has been mo tionless for hours will instantly curve on being touched in a most delicate man ner with a piece of raw beef. In observ ing the sleeping habits of certain plants, Mr. Darwin, by an ingenious contriv ance, held down the leaves which other wise would have returned to a vertical or sleeping position at night. The re sult was that those leaves were frost bitten in a temperature which had no such effect on the leaves that were al lowed freedom to sleep. Mr. Darwin thenco concludes that the sleeping of the plant is to it a “question of life and death,” the vertical position of the leaves at night protecting it from inju rious effects of radiation and cold. Not less instructive and suggestive are the researches into the effects of light upon certain forms of vegetation. Instances are given of the wonderful sensitiveness of some plants to light. Tbe seedlings of the Phacaris canarlensis, for exam ple, are said to have a power of detect ing differences in light which are inap preciable by the human eye, while they sympathetically turn to the minutest point of light. Nor is the constant mo tion of plants confined to any special of germination, for we learn that from year to year since the tree first be gan to rise through the ground the tip of each rootlet endeavors to sweep small ellipses or circles, as far as the surround ing earth permits. All this would seem to show that when we speak of flowers “peeping,”” smiling, and “ drinking dew,” we express something more thou a mere poetical metaphor. How to Get Rich. Everybody wants to get rich. Almost anybody can become rich if he likes to apply himself to the matter. The trouble is that every one wants to get rich at once and without exertion. Many seek to do this by speculation. If a person had obtained control of 100,000 bushels of w heat on Saturday last, which could have been done by putting up a margin of one cent per bushel, he would have made $3,000 by Monday, and would have received back his margin less tho broker’s commission. This would be a reasonable profit for a day’s work at doing nothing. If he held on till Tues day $2,000 of his profit would have been wiped out, and probably by to-morrow he would have lost his margin and every thing else beside. Still people only look on the gaining side of the matter, and thousands are striving to get rich in this way. One out of every thousand will probably succeed. A gentleman of Detroit, who is worth over SIOO,OOO, gives his experience in getting rich, and the beauty of his plan is that 999 out of 1,000 can, by fair management, get rea- I sonably “well off,” while many will be- I come rich. He says: “Young man, save I one-third of your earnings. If you get $0 a week, pretend that you get only $4 and put axvay the other $2. On no ac count touch that reserve fund to spend a cent of it, but when it gets big enough put it in a 10-per-cent. mortgage. Ten per-cent. mortgages, with first-class security, are not so hard to find as a per son might think. Add the interest to the reserve fund and keep on putting it out on mortgages. This method is slow but it is sure. "—Detroit Eree Press. It Went Up. There is a man in this city who once lost $20,01)0 through a twist of the Eng lish language. He was then a resident of California, and San Francisco was wild with excitement over mines. The “Blue Ledge” was then blooming. Shares had gone to thirty times their face value, and brokers reaped a golden harvest. At length, almost within an hour, “Blue Ledge” began to drop, and it went down—or rather the shares did— over 200 per cent, before there was a breathing spell. At this crisis the New Yorker went to a broker and asked: “What is your candid opinion about Blue Ledge?” “T think it will go up,” Xas the prompt reply. v» lien t" “Well, within a fortnight.” The would-be buyer knew of stocks for sale, and before 'night his entire for tune had been invested. Quotations re mained the same for two or three days, and then “Blue Ledge” shares, $lO each, fell to ten per cent, of their face value. The New Yorker rushed to the broker in consternation, and gasped out: “Didn’t you tell me that Blue Ledge was wre to go up ?” “I did.” “And now —now ! T “It’s gone up, just as I predicted. I P'i/X T ’■q-« I, „ v , and hundJeds of wUl ruined." TERMS: SI.OOA YEAR SCIENCE AND INDUSTRY. —Lord Houghton’s newly-purchased estate in Florida comprises 60,000 acres. Lord Houghton is largely interested ia sugar culture in Jamaica. —The waste of the wild cocoons, gathered in the woods of China, Japan and Australia, is made into felt one half the size of hair felt, and is used for the manufacture of hats and for fur nishing purposes. —A Wilkesbarre paper asserts that it takes a keg of powder to mine a toa of coal, but the Scranton Republican wants it to explain, if so, the fact that a keg of powder costs more than the mine price of two tons of coal. —Many an injured workman’s life has been lost through his frightened com rades’ inability to perform a simple operation. An Ambulance Associaden in Glasgow has begun a useful work by establishing courses of plain lectures for operatives, showing what ought vO be done at once with a bleeding artery, a burned limb, a half-drowned body, etc. —Fourteen factories, located chiefly in New England, supply this country with pins, the annual production of which for several years past has been about seven millions. Exportation of American pins is confined to Cuba, South America,and. parts of Canada. England supplies al most the whole world outside of the United States, although her pins are no better than the American. The ma chinery and material used in the manu facture of American pins are entirely the product of American resources. —Hard-wood blocks must now be used by the workmen in Dantzig to hold the amber when they are removing the outer, weather-worse portion of that prized fossil gum. Formerly the crude mass was held by the left hand in a block of lead. This was done fir the purpose of preventing a dulling of the edges ot the knives. But lead-poisoning of the men and women engaged in the industry ensued, as cases of the peculiar colio caused by that metal and other symp toms abundantly proved, and an of ficial investigation has compelled the abandonment of lead in the dressing of amber. —Flour Is peculiarly sensitive to the atmospheric influences, hence it should never be stored in a room with sour liquids, nor where onions or fish are . kept, nor any article that taints the air of the room in which it is stored. Any sraell perceptible to the sense will ba absorbed by the flour. Avoid damp cellars or lofts where a free circulation of air can not be obtained. Keep in a cool, dry, airy room, and not exposed to a freezing temperature nor to intense summer or to artificial heat for any length of time above seventy deg. to seventy-five deg. Fahrenheit. It should not oome in contact with grain or other substances which are liable to heat. Flour should be sifted and the particles thoroughly disintegrated and then warmed before baking. This treatment improves the color and baking proper ties of the dough. The sponge should be prepared for the oven as soon as the yeast has performed its mission, other wise fermentation sets in and acidity re suits. — American Miller. —William Welch a young man, d in Pittsburgh, Pa, the other morn from the effect of cuts inflicted b friend named William Lewis, i drunken fight a week before. Th hours ot Welch were terrible, agony from his wounds was h p but he paid no attention to this,- „■ the tears of bis friends. He see, «.-u to have but one desire, and that wAs to re cover in order that he might be avenged on Lewis. With frightful oaths he cursed the fate that made the accomplishment of his vengeance impossible, and virtually died with an oath on his lipa Pittsburgh Post. —Edward D. Cooley was only thirty five years old when he died, at VVest Springfield, Mass., and yet he lived alone in so poor a hovel that it was assessed for taxation at only J 25, while bank books discovered since his death show that he had about $25,000 at in terest. He was a graduate of Amherst College, and it is said that a first made him a recluse. His life was very solitary and his nearest neighbors had no acquaintance with him. A few books and a gun were his companions and he was contented to live in rags and squalor. —Rev. Mr. Beecher says he had an umbrella returned to him which he had mislaid in a sleeping-car. Next thing we know Mr. Beecher will be writing dime fiction or composing circus adver tisements. When he says he had a mis laid umbrella returned he. evinces de cided talent in that direction. Aorrw lown Herald. . . —The practice of blowing out one s iras previous to retiring should le dis couraged. it is undoubtedly a sover evoi cure for insomnia, but should nev er'bc indulged in by persons in normal health. If you would arise in the moi u ing bright and early, rested and rein vigorated, turn off your gas before go ing to bed; never blow it out.—A. i. Granhic. - uravruc. A Virtrinia, Nev., miner complained a fo 'a that a neighbor kept hogs that grunted all night so loud M to I destroy the peaceful I rounding residents». , ]e ne j ff bbor.i' A niTTLU ro *7 rhtt gubject •»» * ' fore the xnUUstor. oonjplun flnt *’X co* " world Muep* «!*“«•