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VOL. V. -NO. 42.
GENERAL news.
The females outnumber the males in
Alabama by 17,247.
Albemarle county, Va., produces
# bont 100,000 gallons of wine each year.
Some samples of ores from the school
lands of Puridio county, Texas, assay
over $l,lOO of silver to the ton.
The Columbia, S. C., stocking mill is
in operation in the penitentiary, and is
now turning out 3,600 pairs of finishe l
stockings a day.
Eight thousand cedar saw logs were
seized at Newport, Arkansas, by United
States officials, on a charge that they
had been cut from Government land.
Cotton caterpillars have made their
appearance on the farm of Mr. G. M.
Bacon, near Athens, Ga., a month ear
Her than ever before known in that
locality.
Dick Dedwiley, of Quitman, Ga.,
while hunting on the creek a few days
since, found a “bee tree,” and upon cut
ting open the same found that it con
tained ten feet of solid honey.
A factory is about being started at
Key West for the manufacture, of glu
cose out of com pti and cassava starch,
which is said to be better and cheaper
than corn for that purpose.
Within eighteen months 650 miles of
railroad have keen under construction
in Mississippi, over $20,000,000 being
invested. During the fifteen years pre
vious onlv seventy-nine miles of road
were buiU.
A gentleman of Talahassee, Fla., put
up a fruit evaporator last week, to util
ize the blackberry crop and fruits of all
kinds. The capacity of the machine is
twenty five bushels every twelve hours,
or fifty bushels per day.
Owing to the wet season and cold
weather a large part of the peanut?
planted in Virginia have rotted, and
the farmers are forced to re-plant or to
abandon the crop. The outlook is said
to he very unfavorable.
In a farm house near Boone, lowa,
lives Mother Spence, aged 86. In the
same houss lives her daughter, aged 64,
her granddaughter, aged 40, her great
granddaughter, aged 21, and her great
great granddaughter, aged 2.
“Marietta, Ga., with her population
2,5 0. has sixty old maids, twelve old
bachelors, seventy-two widows, twelve
widowers, ninety-three marriageable
young ladies, fortv-five marriageable
young men and only one dude.” The
above is vouched for as being authentic.
Ihe citizens of Charleston, S. C., are
to erect a monument to John C. Cal
houn, in that city. It will be surmoun
ted by a statue, on which a Roman
sculptor is engaged. The statue is sis
teen feet in height and will be cast in
bronze.
Vicksburg Post: The grit or sand
which is taken from the Artesian well
now in course of construction at the I
Flowerree Ice works, at a depth of 160
feet, is composed chiefly of minute
shells, and corresponds exactly with
bottom” such as is found in the ocean,
hundreds of miles from land.
At Gonzales. Texas, a colored woman
named Easter Gilmore went to church
after locking up her children in a house.
About ten o’clock the neighbors heard
’hem screaming, and on reaching the
house saw a colored girl 12 years old in
flames. The door was broken down, but
'■he girl was already burned to a crisp,
and died in a few hours. She had been
I " ding a small tin lamp in her lan and
had gone to sleep.
hichmond Dispatch : A German wo
man immigrant is teaching the farmers
'n the neighborhood of Norfolk some
"■ ng about sheep-shearing. The Vir
piniau says : The modus operand! was
"mple but very effective, and a great
’mprovement on the old Virginia meth
-0 , which requires two negroes to catch
'he sheep, two to hold it and one to
jar. After catching the sheep and
its hind foet together, the woinna,
"at down on the ground with her legs
’‘tretched out in front and bound the
• nimsl s hind feet to her right foot
p n taking the sheep’s head under her
' " arm she rapidly and skillfully plied
’ e shears with her right hand. Toe
*. was beautifully done, the flee >e
"mng removed very evenly and the skin
from all guts. When necessary the
sh «ep was shifted from side to side.
Tbe price of.public lands in Mexico
"WMfrom four cents to ninety cent?
s 1 acre* After December 31, 1884 the
are to be raised. The land fe’sold
• the sitio, which comprises 4,477
®|j£ Cl niton Av line.
acres. Thus a sitio in Coahuila will
cost $238.85, or five cents an acre ; in
New Leon the cost of a sitio is 313.39,
or seven cents an acre; in the State of
Guanajuato the cost would be $3,223.44
or seventy-two cents an acre ; in Sono
ra $402,93, or nine cents an acre. In
Chilhauhau the price is seven cents ; in
Guerrero twenty-seven cents. The
price varies in each of the twenty-seven
States, and in the Federal district it is
ninety cents an acre, or $4,029.30 for a
sitio. These rates are not high, especi
ally in Chilhauhau and Sonora. In
buying a sitio there are optionally de
ferred payments, or the money may be
paid down.
The Largest Farm.
The wheat ranch of Dr. H. J. Glenn,
in Colusa county. Cal., is perhaps the
largest and best-known in the State.
The Chicago Tribune says that on be
ing asked why he raised nothing but
wheat, Dr. Glenn replied: “It is the
only crop that will bear transportation;
it is the only crop not perishable. I
must not raise on my land what ruins
me, but what is profitable.” Dr. Glenn’s
ranch comprises about 60,000 acres of
land, and the number of acres in wheat
each year ranges between 10,000 and
50,000. Reckoning an average of from
twenty to thirty-five bushels to the acre,
the aggregate crop each year amounts
to something more than 1,000,000 bush
els. This enormous amount of grain
requires vast appliances for planting
and bringing it to market; and the cap
ital invested in machinery alone sums
up a considerable fortune.
During the harvest time there are em
ployed on the entire ranch some 500
men. Dr. Glenn is general-in-chief of 1
his force, and the ranch is divided, for
convenience of operations, into nine
smaller ranches each with dwelling
house, barns, blacksmith shop, and other
necessary buildings. In charge of these
are seven foremen, under whom are six
teen blacksmiths, fourteen carpenters,
six engineers, six machinists, five com
missaries, and numerous cooks and serv
ants. The common workmen are divided
into gangs, and detailed where they are
needed. There are 130 gang-plows; 60
herders, to which belong 180 wagons; 6
cleaners, 100 harrows, 18 seeders, 6
threshers, 6 engines. Besides, there are
many smaller instruments and vehicles,
which cannot be classified. Co-operat
ing with their human brethren in the
great labor are 1,000 work-horses and
mules, with a kinship of 1,000 brood
mares and younger stock which has not
yet achieved the dignity of labor. There
are 32 dwelling houses, 27 barns, 14
blacksmith shops, and other structures
sufficient to swell the aggregate to 100.
The machinery could not be replaced for
$125,000; the work-horses and mules are
worth $110,000; the brood mares and
young stock, $75,000; and the buildings
on the place, SIOO,OOO.
Mining Among Rats.
Working in the famous “Sutro tun
nel ”is no joke. The rats and bats have
it all their own way. The miner who
brings his lunch-basket is not at all sure
that he will eat its contents. If he
leaves it for a few moments, the rats eat
lunch and basket and all. Nor is his
chance for dinner much better if, in
stead of the basket, he takes the ordi
nary tin kettle. A party of rats will
steal a kettle before its owner’s eyes,
and roll it away down in a hole where no
man can follow them. They force the
lid off and devour the contents at their
leisure. There are millions of these rats,
and many of them are larger than kittens
and more muscular and rapacious.
The bats bother the miners and the
mules. When one big bat flies against a
miner’s face, and another bat equally as
big flies in the face of that miner’s mule,
there is a complication of troubles. The
man cannot see which way the mule is
going to kick, and the mule, who cannot
see either, kicks at random, and is apt
to hit the man where the bat hit him.
The bats are almost as large, as numer
ous and as powerful as rats.
For a man to have his dinner stolen
by rats, then to be hit by a bat, and
kicked by a mule, is a combination of
infelicities calculated to make him wish
himself at work in almost any other
field of labor.
Dime Novel Story.
About midnight Mike Snatcher, Ml
Irishman, employed at Fleming’s coal
elevator, appeared in Storrs’ Station, and
told Lieut. Sargent that his wife was
down on board a river shanty, with
a man named Mike Stretman. The
Lieutenant, accompanied by Sergeant
Knoppe, went down to the boat. The
guilty wife heard them coming, and,
running out in her night clothes, sprang
into the river. Her clothing caught on
a spike, and there she hung. The officers
leaned over and were endeavoring to pull
her out, when Stretman appeared with a
heen-edged ax in his hand and exclaimed,
“ What are you trying to drown that
woman for?” Then seeing Snatcher he
struck a vicious blow at him, which
would have laid his head open had he
not dodged. ’Then Stretmen turned and
tried to strike Lieut. Sargent, who
evaded the blow and grabbled with him.
In the scuffle that ensued both men fell
into the river. The Sergeant seeing a
good opportunity fired a shot at Stret
man, but missed his aim, and he like
wise sprang into the river to assist the
Lieutenant. Between them they dragged
Stretman to shore, rescued the woman
and took the whole party to the station,
where the man was locked up for assault
| with intent to kill, and the woman for
vagrancy.— Cincinnati Gazette,
DALTON, GEORGIA, SATURDAY, JUNE 9, 1883.
Children’s Drolleries.
Not long since a correspondent sent to
a provincial paper an anecdote, of which
his six-year-old boy was the hero. He
says:
‘‘ I keep a shop and sell fancy goods.
A gentleman came in to buy something.
It was early, and my little boy and I
were alone in the house at the time.
The gentleman gave me a sovereign,
and I had to go upstairs to my cash-box.
Before doing so, I went to the little
room next to the shop, and said to the
boy : “ Watch the gentleman that lie
don’t steal anything and I put him
on the counter. As scon as I returned,
he sang out: ‘Pa, he didn’t steal any
thing—l watched him.’ You may im
agine what a position I was in.”
Children’s questions are often no less
embarrassing than they are amusing, as
may be instanced in the story of the
mercenary little boy who overheard a
conversation respecting a wedding that
was soon to take place. At breakfast
the next morning he recalled the subject
by asking the following question :
“Papa, what do you want to give the
bride away for ? Can’t they sell her?”
At a whale exhibition a youngster is
said to have asked his mamma if the
whale that swallowed Jonah had as large
a mouth as the one before them, why
didn’t Jonah walk out at one corner.
“You must think Jonah was a fool;
he didn’t want to walk out and get
drowned,” was the quick reply of a
brother, before the mother could answer.
It is related of another infant inquirer
who was looking with great interest at a
foaming pan of milk, that he suddenly
exclaimed: “ Mamma, where do the
cows get the milk from?” “Where do
you get your tears ?” was the answer.
After a thoughtful silence, in which the
mention of tears had evidently recalled
certain associations, he again broke out:
“Mamma, do the cows have to be
spanked?”
On seeing a house being whitewashed,
a small boy of three years wanted to
know if the house was going to be
shaved.
A lady, when admiring the stars on a
bright night in a tropical climate, was
suddenly asked in the most innocent way
by her little son of five years if those
were the nails that held up the heaven.
A boy who had always refused to eat
oatmeal, in spite of his mothers’s urgings
that it was a strengthening diet, sud
denly surprised her one morning by eat
ing a liberal plateful and calling for
more. Upon his mother asking for an
explanation, he replied: “lam bound
to eat oatmeal till I’m strong enough to
whip Johnny Scott.”
Little Freddie, when visiting a neigh
bor’s house, was offered a piece of bread
and butter, which he accepted, but with
out any show of gratitude. ‘ * What do
you say, Freddie ?” hinted the lady, ex
pecting him to say, “Thank you.” “I
say it ain’t cake,” was the impolite re
sponse.
The father of a family, after reading
from the morning paper that the cold
night before was intense, the thermome
ter registering many degrees below the
freezing point, said: “Now, children,
I suppose you are taught all about that
at school. Which of you can tell me
what the freezing point is?” “The
point of my nose, papa,” was the prompt
reply from one of the youngsters.
A gentleman somewhat advanced in
life, and who was never remarkable for
his good looks, asked his grandchild
what he thought of him. The boy’s
parents were present. The youngster
made no reply. “Well, why won’t you
tell me what you think of me?” “’Cause
I don’t want to get licked,” was the
answer.
A mother once showed her child a
beautiful doll, a St. John, of fine make
and color. “See,” she said, “he has
been very good; and heaven always re
wards the good by making them beauti
ful.” “Oh,” said the child, lifting its
shoulders, “don’t believe that, mamma.
This little St. John looks very meek be
cause he’s all glued up ; but if he could
only move, you’d see!”
The following remark of a little girl
shows an opinion of her elders the re
verse of flattering : “Oh, dear !” she ex
claimed to her doll, “I do wish you
would sit still. I never saw such an un
easy thing in all my life. Why don’t
you act like grown folks, and be still and
stupid for a while ?”— Chambers' Jour
nal.
A Paris Wit’s Performance.
One of Vivier’s favorite performances:
Having marked down his prey, an elderly
citizen who has ordered a glass of bier
and is preparing to assimilate it on the
asphalt in front of a case, Vivier ap
proaches and salutes him profoundly,
then with mingled volubility aid
brusqueness thus addresses him :
“ Monsieur, I am one of the inspectors
of the new Department of Chemical
Analysis, established for the purpose of
detecting adulteration in articles of daily
consumption. I have been detailed to
the subject of beer. My face being
know to the proprietors of the establish
ment, if I were to order anything they
might take the alarm and serve me quite
a different article and thus baffle me.
Permit me, therefore, to taste your beer.”
The stupefied victim offers no resist
ance, and Vivier drains the glass at a
draught, and sets it down, remarking
“ Excellent I excellent! You can drink
that beer with impunity ! I thank yor
in the name of science and the munic
ipality for your unselfish co-operation.
Good afternoon ’ Waiter, another bee)
for this gentleman !” and vanishes.
This world is full of heroes. There
are thousands of them to-day, who are
working hard for sl2 a week to feed and
clothe and provide a home for then
wives and children.
Suicide In Germany.
“Such events occur almost daily,”
are the concluding words of a dispatch
from Berlin announcing the fact that a
military officer committed suicide in the
Thiergarten there. The statement is
an exaggeration, but there is a strong
stratum of truth at the bottom of it—so
much so that the German press has de*
voted columns to the subject during the
past few months. Germany has long
had an unenviable reputation on ac
count of the frequency of self-murder,
but lately the number of cases has be
come quite appalling, especially in the
army.
The complaint is general in all civ
ilized countries that suicides are largely
on the increase owing to the break-neck
speed at which the human machine is
driven in this age of progress. The
pace is too rapid for many a bright fel
low, and rather than undergo the
tortures of apprehension he jumps off
on the way. There are peculiar condi
tions in Germany, how ever, which lead
men to this desperate act. In the mil
itary service they are especially con
spicuous. The German army officer is
almost invariably a well-educated, well
connected person,but he is also very fre
quently as poor as were the soldiers of f< >r
tune of old, whom he resembles in noth
ing else. Heretofore this caused him
but little iuconvenience, the respect
paid to the man in uniform with a sword
by his side enabling him to go through
the world in tolerable comfort even if
his purse was empty. A change has,
however, come over the spirit of the
German's dream lately. The passion
for wealth and the good things that the
possession of wealth implies has entered
the national soul, and the military caste
has not been exempt from the con
tagion. “Put money in thy purse” has
been the motto of many a poverty
stricken fellow of high position. Os
course many a time it happens that the
way in which he does it will not bear
investigation, and flight being much
more difficult to him than to the Amer
ican bank cashier ho blows out his
brains.
Another reason for the extraordinary
prevalence of suicide in the German
army is the harshness, the brutality of
the discipline. Many a one feels life to
•be a burden simply because he has to
submit for several years to a routine of
daily duties that crushes out every spark
of individuality. Among the men in
the ranks there are, of course, many
more cases of self-murder prompted by
this circumstance than there are among
their commanders. In fact, the vast
majority of privates who annually
slaughter themselves are brought to it
by the treatment they receive from those
above them. And the, number doing
so is something to astonish foreigners,
while it has alarmed the Berlin authori
ties to such a degree that some very
radical changes will in all probability
be made shortly in the soldiers’ duties.
That religious skepticism has a great
deal to do with the high average of sui
cides in Germany is not to be denied,
but it makes itself felt simply by offer
ing no restraint on the man’s natural
impulse. In Catholic countries and
among women suieies are much less fre
quent than in Protestant countries and
among men, simply because Catholics
and women both have more fear of the
hereafter.
According to Prof. Morselli, the for
mulation of character is the only cure
for self-slaughter. One thing, how
ever, will lessen the number of cases in
Germany, and that is the making of
the soldiers’ lot a happier one. The
pay of the officers is not enough to sup
port them respectably in the changed
conditions of life that have come in
during the past ten or twelve years, and
they are put to all sorts of acts to make
ends meet, while the private is made to
lead an existence that is little, if any,
better than slavery. — N. Y. Graphic.
*— - —“
“Muggy Weather.”
This is a very expressive phrase for the
“dog-days," as they average, and the
other description tells ns so exactly our
sensations under the clammy air and
close temperature. “Mug” in provincial
English dialect means “fog,” but this
probably is traced to the older Irish word
meaning a cup, as onr word does now.
So that “muggy weather” is weather in
a (;tl p—elose weather. The New York
Mercantile Journal explains why this
kind of weather is always so uncomfort
able:
“The evaporation of moisture from
our skin cools us. Evaporation, as is well
known, is always a cooling process. The
heat, from being ‘sensible,’ becomes
‘latent,’ as the philosopers say—that is,
the heat is used up in making the vapor
and passes off in it, just as the heat of
the fire is used up in making steam, and
really passes off in that.
“When this process of evaporation is
rapid from our system, we are rapidly
cooled, and though the weather is warm,
are made comfortable.
“But it can be rapid only when thenir
is dry. Air already saturated with nearly
as much moisture as it will hold, can, of
course, take up very little more from the
evaporation of objects on the surface of
the earth. In such weather we must go
on as best we can without the comfort of
this cooling process. (
“The mug is a natural ‘hygrometer,
somewhat rude, it is true, to tell us how
much moisture there is in the atmos
phere. A real hygrometer only tells the
same thing more accurately."
♦
The gravest poverty is that of our own
nature. The resources we most needl <>
cultivate are those within {
only true rich man » i«e whois nch >< t
he who has riches; the wealth a man
can never be taken.
Get Their Cans Full.
There is no doubt that there is a regu
lar saturnalia going on throughout the
country, of one thing and another, and
among the re it is the startling amount
of drunkenness recently discovered
among the servant girls of New York.
The girls have certainly kept the matter
sly, and it was only recently, when a
number of New’York gentlemen got to
talking about their servant girls, that it
was discovered five out of six of them
were addicted to putting an enemy into
their mouths to steal away their brains.
There is a preference always for “old
girls,” on account of their experience,
and the family who can secure an old
girl considers itself in luck. But it was
among these that the fatal weakness for
mince pie ingredients was discovered,
and an investigation has taken place. It
appears that it has been considered the
proper caper among high-toned families
of late to have a wine cellar in the house,
with an English butler, one of those
chaps who says the ’em of the ’unter is
'eard on the 'ill, and an English servant
girl with the same himpediment of
speech, and the loose manner in which
the wine has been guarded, in trying to
ape the English aristocracy, has led the
girls into temptation. Recently there
have been some high old times in the
back kitchens of the first families, and
where two or three servant girls were
gathered together of an evening there
would be a feast of reason and a flow of
fluids. The wine and other liquors left
over from the meals of the family and
their guests would be put away for fu
ture reference, and when enougWiad ac
cumulated to make it an object, invita
tions would be sent out by the servAnt of
one house to her acquaintances, and
they would meet. In the course of an
evening they would probably imbibe half
a dozen different kinds of liquor, and the
result would be paralysis. At first, when
the ;nrls failed to get up in the morning
on time, and they were found spread
around on the floor, with their heads in
a coal scuttle and their feet on top of
each other, with bottles to right and left
of them, that had volleyed and thun
dered, they were supposed to be the vic
tims of some designing person, who had
induced them to drink Irish whisky un
der the impression that it was spring
water. But when the thing had hap
pened thirty or forty times, and the peo
ple of the house had been obliged to
send out to some restaurant for their
breakfasts, the naked truth began to
dawn on them and the girls were rea
soned with, or fired out, according to
the kind of a boss they had. Some of
these orgies have been watched through
the kitchen windows, and the entertain
ment is said to possess a rare interest
that is alone worth the price of admis
sion. Os course, the aristocratic famil
ies where these blows-out have occurred,
are greatly shocked, and have taken
measures to prevent any recurrence of
them. The idea that a conraon servant
should presume to get aristocratically
drunk, on first-class liquor, and fall un
der the table, just like their superiors, is
galling as the old Harry, and strict or
ders are now given that it must not
occur again. And that is right, too.
Intemperance is a sad, an unfortunate
condition, especially among those of the
weaker sex.— Peck's Sun.
People Who Forget They Have Money.
One would hardly believe that there
are many who forget they have money
or that there is money or interest duo
them, and yet it is a fact. There lies in
the Treasury Department to-day $1,4W,-
000 of unclaimed interest on government
bonds. The sum is getting larger every
day. This seems strange, but it is true.
This vast sum of money, or much of it,
can be drawn by simply applying for it
by whoever is entitled to it and has the
registered bond on which the interest is
due and not paid. There are thousands
of persons who have bought bonds, and
not knowing how to get the interest on
them, prefer to lose the same rather
than to expose the fact that they have
the bonds. Others have interest due
them, and actually forget the fact, and
it lies in the Treasury vaults waiting for
them to apply for it. Should one of the
clerks of the bond division inform a per
son to whom interest is due of the fact,
and the same is discovered, he would be
imwmtly discharged. Our government
is like that of other countries, dishonest
in matters of this kind, and is always
willing to keep that which belongs to
others, if it is not called for. Should
one of its clerks be honest enough to
give out a hint, he is discharged on Hie
ground that it is not probable he would
be engaged in volunteering information
nr less he received a certain percentage
for his services; and this he has no right
to do. The government takes the
ground that the person to whom the in
terest is due should not lie required to
pay for the information; at the same
time the same government will not itself
volunteer the information.— Chicago
Inter-Ocean.
i
Changing the Subject.
Col. Sam Shinbone, a colored citizen
of Houston, is in Galveston, and is the
guest of Jim Webster, who is always in
trouble with the law. They were taking
a stroll yesterday, and, happening to
pass the elegant county jail, the visitor
b li “i)at ’ar am a berry atti active edi
fice.” . . ... .
“It am, sab. It am jest like one Ob
dese here powerful magnets. Es a man
has got any steal in him, he is <iraw<><l
right inter de buildin and he can t get
away. Hit jest holds him. ,
•■1 meant to say it looks Iwrrv /
.•So it does,
What was yer IU( < . /,
Oarfiel.l and Je
ton
TERMS; SI.OO A YEAR.
The Lion and the Jackal.
One day a hyena, who was out of a job
md had a buzz-saw feeling towards al!
the world, met a jackal on the plain and
began:
“Searching for old bonesand leavings
I presume?”
“Yes,” was the humble reply. “As I
am not able to kill for myself I must eat
after others have been satisfied. I am,
however, fat, healthj and in good
spirits. ”
“See here,” continued the hyena as he
sat down in the shade; “yon have just aa
much right to be a lion as the lion has.
I see no reason why lie should live off
the fat of the land and you oft’ the
bones.”
“I never thought of that before,”
mused the jackal.
“Well, you are very foolish to be hunt
ing bones when you might as well lie a
lion. I wouldn’t stand it if 1 were you.”
The jackal thought the matter over,
and went to a lion who dwelt on the hill*
side and said:
“I have just as good a right to be lion
as you have.”
“I second the motion,” was the gravi
reply.
“And I’m going to be, too.”
“Bully for you 1” growled the king ol
ueasts.
‘And will you tell me how to begin 0 ”
‘Certainly. Take this path over ths
hill, and whenever you meet any animal
you must paw and roar and act as near
like me as you can.”
The jackal moved away in high spirits,
and had not gone far before'he met a
troop of his kind. He begtui to paw and
roar and smell up, and when he had tired
himself out the leader of the troop came
forward and said:
“Any fool can see that you are nothing
but a jackal, but since you aspire to be a
lion we can have no feelings with you.
Go your way and keep clear of us.”
The jackal found himself knocked
about by the lions as a base impostor,
and shunned by his kind as unworthy of
friendship, and between the two fires he
could neither kill for himself nor eat of
what others had slain. He was brought
low with starvation and dispair, and as
the vultures gathered around him iie
said:
“Even had I succeeded in making my
self believe I was a lion, these birds
would have known by the meat I was a
jackal.”
Moral: You must be what you are to
have the confidence of friends or respect
of foes. Store clothes only deceive the
eye.
Monotony of City Life.
The monotony of life in the central
streets of any great modem city, where
every emotion intended to be derived by
men from the sight of nature, or tho
sense of art, is forbidden forever, leaves
the craving of the heart for a sincere,
yet thankful, interest, to be fed front
one source only. Under natural condi
tions the degree of mental excitement
necessary to bodily health is provided by
the course of the seasons, and the vari
ous skill and fortune of agriculture.
In the country every morning of the
year brings with it a new aspect of
springing or fading nature ; a new duty
to bo fulfilled upon i arth, and a new
promise or warning in heaven. N<> day
is without its innocent hope, its special
prudence, its kindly gift, and its sublime
danger; and in every process of wise
husbandry, and every effort of contend
ing or remedial courage, the wholesome
passions, pride, and bodily power of the
laborer are excited and exerted in happi
est unison. The companionship of do
mestic, the care of serviceable, animals,
soften and enlarge his life, with lowly
charities, and discipline him in laminar
wisdoms and unboastful fortitudes; while
the divine laws of seed-time which can
not be recalled, harvest which cannot be
hastened, and winter in which no man
can work, compel the impalieuctes am
coveting of his heart into labor too su 3-
missive to be anxious, and rest too sweet
to be wanton. . ,
What thought can enough comprehend
the contrast between such life, and that
in streets where summer and winter are
only alternations of heat and col ,
where snow never fell white, nor sun
shine clear ; where the ground is on v .
pavement, and the sky no more than the
glass roof of an arcade; where the u
most power of a storm is to choke t
gutters, and the finest magic of spn g
to change mud into dust; wheretohief
and most fatal difference m state-- there
is no interest of occupation for any
the inhabitants but the routi e
counter or desk within doors
effort to pass each other without .111
bion outside; so that from «> g
evening the only possible vari “! K * n
the monotony of the hours, and hghten
inirof the penalty of existence, must be
by more than ordinary godsei ad ofta
ity, to the fall of a horse, or the slitting
of a pocket. — Ruskin.
ocasts.
The Oldest Letter-Carrier.
a The oldest letter-carrier in the United
P States is living at Washington In 1I
a he helped organize the Foundry Church
of which the ex-President and Mr*.
, Hayes were attendants. In 1 J «
’ was given the place of postman. Hu.
charge for carrying was two cents ale
ter had also to collect the postage,
’ which was six cents for distances under
. thirty miles, and four cents for each ad-
in a wagon s ’ )a P®‘ l ! k b thf . pitman.
turn-out was named ••Deaire.'’
Mr. Kennedy- * cat rier-dove hold
/andon Leiden t Van
I irifi in the turn-out that ho
"J ,t out it on runners, and iwd