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VOLUME 11.
THE ESOUSII EANGE Mil'.
A pretty dear is dear to me,
A Hare with downy liair,
I lore a hart with all my heart,
But barely bare a bear.
’Tis plain that no one takes a plane
To have a pair of pears,
A rake, though, often takes a rake
To tear away the tares.
Alt rays raise thyme, time raises all;
And through the whole, hole wears,
a writ in writing “right,” may write
It “wright” and still be wrong.
For “wright” and “rite” are neither “right,”
And don’t to wright belong.
Beer often brings a bier to man,
Coughing a coffin brings,
And too much ale will make us ail
As well as other things.
Tin'person lies who says he lies
. When he is hut reclining,
And when constitutive folks decline,
They all decline declining,
A email don’t quail before a storm;
A bough will bow before it;
We cannot rein the rain at all;
No earthly powers reigh o’er it.
The dyer dies awhile, then dies;
To dye he’s always trying
Until upon his dviiig bed,
He thinks no more of dyeing.
A son of Mars mars many a sun;
All deys must have their days,
And every knight should pray each night
To him who weighs his ways.
’Tis meet that man shoud mete out meat
To feed misfortune’s son;
The fair should fare on love alone,
Else one cannot be won.
A lass, alas! is sometimes false;
Of faults a maid is made;
Her waist is hut a barren waste—
Though staye . she i not staid.
Tiie springs spring forth in spring, and shoots
Shoot forward one and all;
Though summer kills the dowers, it leaves
The leaves to fall in fall.
I would a story here commence,
But you might find it stale;
So let’s suppose that we have reached
The tail end of our tale.
—Chicago Inter- Ocean.
A MEMBER OF CONGRESS.
BY MRS. C. W. FLANDERS,
There was a little fellow among the
New England hills, years ago, as there
are many now, whose parents were poor.
He could not remember the time when
he wore shoes and stockings in the sum
mer. Sometimes in the winter, when he
was obliged to walk three miles to
school, and wade through snow drifts
that and and not melt until the last of May,
he did wear such as his father had re
jected, and a pair of shoe3 that slipped
up and down every step he took. Never
theless, they were shoss and stockings;
and he was iafiuitely prouder of them
than any king living i* of his crown.
One day, as Tom was plodding along
with his slip shod shoes, puffing from
exertion and blowing his blue fingers to
keep them warm, there came dashing
down the hill a sleigh such as the
youngster had never seen ; no, indeed,
nor ever dffrasned of. And a horse!
Tom stopped blowing, so intense was
his admiration of the elegant creature
that came foaming and tossing its
daintily arched neck right and left.
Tom sprang aside at t he very last mo
ment, and as he sank up to his chin in
the light snow, tore off his cloth cap
from his head, and bobbed up and
down as if he were in the presence of the
President.
“Jump on behind, my lad,” shouted
the rider; “jump on behind.” And
Tom did jump on, at the peril of his
life, and away they went tearin'g along
with great speed until over went riders
and buffaloes and things generally.
Tom sprang to the horse’s head, and
clinging to the bit, the tips of his great
cowhide shoes touching the snow, asked
if the gentlemen was hurt.
“ Not a bit of it my lad,” said he,
shaking himself free of the snow,
“only warmed up a little. What’s the
damage ?”
“Nothing, sir, that I see,” returned
Tom, his handsome face glowing with
good humor, as he yielded the horse
to its owner.
“ Well, then, my lad, get in and we’ll
try again. You are going to school, I
see,” added the stranger, as he gathered
up the reins.
“ Yes, sir.”
“How far?”
“Guess it’s about two miles from
here.”
.The gentleman turned and looked
into his face, and then glanced sll over
Tom’s figure, even to his feet.
“ He sees my shoes,” thought Tom,
proudly, to himself, giving his feet a
Bhove forward to make certain that they
shoitld be seen.
The gentleman did see them, and
srnded in spite of himself as he glanced
back to Tom’s face.
He then kindly pulled the warm fur
around the boy, and pulling his cap
over his eyes, shouted, “Go along,
Nell!” and the chestnut mare, now
thoroughly sobered, meekly commenced
the ascent of what was known as the
long lull. She was evidently accus
tomed to having her own way, for she
availed herself of every hollow to rest,
and did not allow herself to be pressed
forward until the whip was applied.
Tom wondered what had possessed the
creature a few minutes before. He
scratched his head on the right side and
then oil the left, and, finally, his Yankee
curiosity getting the better of his diffi
dence, he ventured to as-k:
“ If you j lease, sir, what was it that
made the mare run?”
“A stump,” returned the gentleman
with a smile. “Nell is a little aristo
cratic, and shies at s-uch plebian things.
She does not know that a stump was the
making of her master.”
Tom scratched his head again, and
wiggled all over. Then out came the
question:
“ How could a stump be the making
of a man?”
“My lad,” answered the stranger,
marking the white surface of the snow
fently with his whiplash, “ I was a poor
oy, and my father could not afford to
send me to school. We worked very
hard, but I u-ed to study evenings by
the light of the fire, anil learned the
RISING FAWN, DADE COUNTY. GEORGIA, THURSDAY, MARCH 18, 1880.
whole of the Latin grammar, by the
light of one pitch knot.
' For a moment Tom sat perfectly still,
j Then he asked, as if ashamed of his ig
norance:
“ Please, sir, what’s a Latin grani
: mar?”
j This last question aroused the gentle
man, and becoming sensible that the
I little fellow at his side was thirsting for
knowledge, he very kindly went over
such parts of his history as he thought
would be of interest to him, and ended
by saying that he was a member of
Congress.
This last announcement almost took
the lad’s breath away. He had heard
I of members of Congress, but he had an
| idea they were myths, whom nobody
| ever saw. Perhaps the awe with which
; Tom regarded him as he glanced up
; sideways into his face, flattered the gen
tleman, for he said, smiling:
| “ You are just as likely to be a mem
ber of Congress as I! You know, in
| America, success is to be determined and
braved. Jf you study, as I did, you
! may possibly rise as high—yes—perhaps
: higher!”
“But I haven t any Latin grammar,
sir,” said Tom.
“ No? Well, would you like one?”
“ Yes, sir,” cried Tom, with flashing
eyes.
“ Weil, my lad, I shall come this way
again, and I will leave one at the school
house for you.”
“ But I have no money.”
“ Never mind, you can pay me when
you get to Congress.”
“Thank you,” said Tom, “I won’t
forget it, sir.”
The gentleman looked down at him
with a quizzical smile, and the two rode
on in silence, until they reached the
schoobbouse.
“Please don’t forget, the grammar,”
suggested Tom, as he lifted the old cap
again.
“ Not I,” returned the gentleman.
“ A man who cannot keep a promise
should not make one —hey, my lad?”
Nell tossed her bead, and the boy soon
lost sight of the rider. Then he looked
down at his shoes, at his coat, and his
old cap as he hung it on the peg in the
entry, and silently contrasted them all
with the fur-trimmed overcoat and out
fit of the stranger.
“ Never mind,” said Tom to himself,
“ I will have them all, too, when I am
a member of Congress.”
. At the end of two weeks a bundle of
books was left at the school-house.
There was not only a Latin grammar,
but a well-worn copy of Virgil, AEsop
Fables and sundry other volumes such
as T'>m had never seen.
Pine knots were plentiful where Tom
lived, and he sat up until midnight all
the rest of the winter pondering over
the mysteries of those books.
Asgt od luck would have it, the school
master, who boarded around with his
pupils, hand not eaten the rations due
him at Tom’s father’s. When he ar
rived he entered warmly into the lad’s
ambitious projects, and as he had a
smattering of Latin himself, was quali
fied to aid his pupil.
Although the schoolmaster was al
lowed the use of a tallow candle, he
vastly preferred the more brilliant light
of Tom’s pitch knot; so that, as often as
the long winter evening set in, the
master and the pupil might be seen
(and were seen) sitting before the large
fire-place with their heads buried in the
pages of the books, along which they
plodded slowly, but to such purpose
that at the end of the winter Tom could
read his fable and solve his problem in
a manner very creditable to himself and
master.
It was up-hill work with poor Tom,
but he never lost what little he gained,
and managed to make what little he ac
complished to tell on the future.
One day his father brought home a
stranger, and told Tom that he was ap
prenticed, during: his minority, to this
man, who would make him a black
smith.
“ But I am not going to be a black
smith,” cried Tom, in a passion; “ I’m
going to Congress!”
“ The more need that you should
learn to shoe the horse that carries
you there,” replied his father, with a
shrug.
Tom packed up his worldly goods, not
forgetting his hooks, and trudged away
to a distant village, where he pared
horses’ 1 oofs by day, and studied and
read at night by stealth, for he was al
lowed neither knot nor candle.
Six months the poor fellow tried to be
faithful to his duty, but one night when
the master had thrown his grammar
into the fire, and lathed him for his dis
obedience, Tom took leave of the work
shop.
He made his way, barefooted as he
was, over bogs and briars, until he ven
tured 'into the main road, and by dint
of begging a ride now and then, reached
the city, where, as Ben Franklin had
done before him, with his roll under
his arm—he sought and obtained em
ployment.
Perhaps the happiest day of Tom’s
life was when he found himself in the
antiquarian book store with plenty of
leisure, plenty of books, and nothing to
fear from friend or foe.
It is wonderful how he read—and
read —and read. The parched earth
does not more greedily take in the sum
mer rain.
When his intellectual thirst was par
tially satisfied he began to work. He
saw the ladder up which he must climb,
and seizing the lowest round, he made
his wav steadily upward.
We all know by what steps an am
bitious man makes progress—by patient
toil —by self-denial —by courteous de
portment —by the constant acquisition
of knowledge.
“ Faithful to the Right, Fearless Against the Wrong.”
Years passed by, during all of which
Tom had looked in vain for his early
friend, the stranger. In his timid awk
wardness, he had not thought to ask the
name of his benefactor, and the only
opportunity to do so had been lost.
Well, years slid away, and Tom was
elected member of Congress from the
very county where he spent his strug
gling boyhood.
He went to Washington, not in cow
hide shoes and butternut colored home
spun, but dressed something as imag
ination had pictured, as he looked
after his benefactor, on the eventful
day of the sleighride.
A nobler looking man, the ladies in
the galleries said, never had appeared
upon the floor, than this Yankee mem
ber, who, if he spoke through his nose,
always drove his arrows home to the
mark.
One day there appeared in the House
the venerable form of an ex-member,
whom all present delighthed to honor.
It needed but one glance at the genial
face for Tom to recognize in him the
giver of the Latin grammar.
“ He bad come,” he said, “ to listen
to the gentleman who had so manfully
defended the right, and to wish him
God speed!”
“ if,” said Tom, with his old modesty,
“ it has been my good fortune to do any
thing for our country in the hour of
her peril, I owe my ability to do so, in
a great measure, to yourself.”
“To me!” echoed the astonished gen
tleman : “to me! I do not recollect
ever having had the pleasure of meeting
you before in my life.”
“Ah. sir, have you forgotten, then,
the little school-boy among the hills of
New Hampshire,, to whom you so kindly
sold a Latin grammar?”
The gentleman mused.
“Sold—sold a Latin grammar! Now
that you recall the incident, I do recol
lect a little fellow who interested me,
and to whom I gave some school books ”
“ Well, sir, lam that boy. You told
me that I might pay for them when I
got to Congress. If you will honor me
by meeting a few friends at dinner, I
will settle the bill.”
Perpetual Motion.
Albert Pietrowski, a Pole, living in
New York, has a motor which he de
clares when once started will run till it
wear out.
The model that he exhibits consists of
a pair of hollow metal wueels, iour feet
in diameter, which revolve on the same
axis, hut in opposite directions. The
moving power is nine metal balls placed
. within the wheels so as to bear the rim
down at first, and then gravitate toward
the axis, where a side groove runs the
balls oil to a grooved radius of the wheel
revolving in the opposite direction.
Four balls were placed in the grooved
radii of the first wheel and four in the
radii of the second, and when the mo
mentum had been gained, the ninth
ball was added, to give additional power.
To the axles of the wheels, which is also
the axle of smaller grooved wheels that
regulate the speed of the machinery,
the shafting is applied.
“ Give me a cast iron wheel sixty feet
in diameter,” said Mr. Pietrowski, “and
I will show you a motor of 300 horse
power, that requires nothing to keep it
in operation. It will continue to run
until the material is worn out.”
Several of the engineers who witnessed
the working of the Pietrowski machine
yesterday, were sanguine in the opinion
that for all practical purposes, leaving
out the engine of the locomotive and
steamboat, it will be found of great
value.
The Labor of an Editor.
The London Times, speaking of the
work of an editor, says it can only be
appreciated by those who have had some
experience in it. The meerest slip of
the pen, an epithet too much, a wrong
date, a name misspelt, or with a wrong
initial before it, the misinterpretation
of some passage, perhaps incaDable of
interpretation, the most trifling offense
to the personal or national susceptibility
of those who. do not even profess to care
for the feelings of others, may prove
not only disagreeable, but even costly
mistakes; but they are about the least
of the mistakes to which an editor is
liable. The editor must be on the spot
til I the paper is sent to the press, and
make decisions on which not only the
approval of the public, but even great
causes, may hang. He can not husband
his strength with comparative repose
in the solitude of a study, or the fresh
ness of green fields. He must see the
world, converse with its foremost or
busiest actors, be open to information
and on guard against error. All this
should be borne in the mind by those
who complain that journalism is not in
fallibly accurate, just and agreeable.
What Dickens Said to the Boy.
When Charles Dickens visited Amer
ica for the first time he stayed a few
days—says an old writer in the Repub
lican, of Springfield—at the old City
Hotel in Hartford, occupying rooms on
the first floor, which had windows reach
ing nearly to the street level. A Hartford
laa, who has since become adistinguished
citizen, appeared at school one morn
ing and loudly proclaimed that he had
not only seen Mr, Dickens at the hotel,
but that the great novelist had spoken
to him. Deeply did his mates envy the
youth, but his noble spirit was shortly
tamed when it was fiually ascertained
that he had climbed up on the window
sill o? a room where Mr. Dickens was
shaving, and that the latter had turned
at the noise, and razor in hand, waived
him away with a stern “Go away,
boy.”
To make a suberb soup use the proper
soup herbs.
SOUTHERN SEWS.
Memphis has 459 untenanted houses.
The Middle Georgia Military and
Agricultural College has 300 students.
The military fever is raging in most
of the counties of Southern Georgia.
Goat-skins worth $25,000 were
shipped from Corpus Christi, Texas,
last week.
The exports of hides from Texas in
a single year amounted to nearly $3,-
000,000.
A number of farmers are successfully
cultivating upland rice in Monroe
County, Ga.
The amount of lumber exported from
Pensacola, Fla., during January was
24,550,000 feet.
Fifteen Tennessee stables are to be
represented at the spring meeting of
the Chicago Jockey Club.
Charleston people complain of the
lack of facilities for daily and weekly
recreation, ar.d want a public garden.’
Tampa, Fin., boasts that murder has
not'been committed in that place for the
past six years.
An appropriation of SBOO has been
made for an educational exhibit at the
appaoaching centennial at Nashville.
One thousand men and 250 teams are
making things lively on the line of the
Texa3 Pacific Railroad.
The ground in certain localities in
Nash County, N. C., has sunk several
inches, and &u earthquake is feared.
There will be no nominations for
county officers in Franklin County, Ala.,
this year. The field is open to all aspi
rants to o file A
The average expense per mile for
keeping up the county fence between
Abbeville and Edgefield Counties, S. C.,
is $27 per an rum.
Twenty-F!X e different brands of com
mercial fertilizers are on sale in York
ville, S. C, The demand for them now
is greater th..n for any year in the past.
The wb,ol-growers of Atascosa County,
Texas, hav Y.rgsnized for the purpose
of eradication the disease known as the
scab from the sheep of that county.
Near Valdosta, Ga., J. C. k#fcd
five wild turkey gobblers shot.
Their aggregate weight was ninety-five
pounds.
Sixty-Seven per cent, of the deaths
at Memphis anMrom more or less pre
ventable diseases, such as consumption,
malarial and typhoid fevers, scarlet
fever and diarrheal peases.
Early amber suMt-cane will be
largely planted in Fayette County,
Texas, this yearn A sugar factory is
being established at Lagrange, with a
capacity of of cane per day.
The Missouri, Kansas and Pacific
Railroad, Texas Pacific Railroad and
Dallas and Wichita Railroad have agreed
to build a large union depot at Dallas,
Texas.
The wife of United States Senator
Wilkinson Call, of Florida, is the young
est of aL the Senators’ wives, and is said
to he the most beautiful. She was a
Miss Simking, of South Carolina.
Durino the tornado |at Nashville on
Thursday the wind reached a velocity
of forty miles per hour. It blew steadily
from twenty to thirty miles an hour for
two hours and a half.
A recent ordinance of the city of
Charlotte, N. C., prohibits all work on
Sunday about freight offices, the shift
ing of freight trains and all other duties
of railroad employes except what are
connected with the regular passenger
trains.
Since Nashville and Edgefield have
been annexed the next thing will be a
bridge for free travel between the two
places. The present suspension bridge
can probably be purchased, but it has
been suggested that anew stone-arch
bridge be erected.
Near Charlotte, N. 0., a ’negro girl
twelve years old fell down a mine forty
seet deep, where she remained nine
lours without being discovered. She
was drawn up smiling, and has suffered
10 ill effects from the fall.
Nathan Cook, of Terrell County,
Ga., is 102 years old, and still earns his
daily bread. He has ten children, the
youngest of whom is forty years old.
tie has lived in the same yard that now
incloses his home ever since the Indian
war.
The Georgia Historical Society, with
its headquarters at Savanah, has nearly
12,000 volumes in its library. During
the year 932 volumes’ and 228 pamphlets
have been added. The income of the
society last year r was $3,133,71, which
was sufficient to defray all expenses.
Macon, Ga., is infested with a swarm
of tramps who seem to be a regularly
organized band. They have attempted
to enter several houses by force, and on
Friday a lady was knocked down in her
own house while trying to prevent
the entrance of some of these vaga
bonds.
Tiie various manufacturing estab
lishments in Columbus, Ga., give em
ployment to 1,201 adult males, 1,100 fe
males and 280 children—a total of
l 2,641 persons. This is the number
! steadily employed. In times of unusual
activitv it is frequently doubled. The
population of Columbus is about 15,000.
Ap U■State Agricultural Convention
at ttTiiAbrrt, Ga., Prof. Wm. M Browne
on corn and cot
ton yUmMpted the past year at the ex
perTgenflh farm in Athens, showing that
cotton seeoor stable manure will furnish
all l>ej immonia needed in making com-
farm.
TAp haavy rains among the monntains
of 'gbnnfbsee did considerable damage to
Southern Railroad by
clJreing landslides. Hundreds of thou
sands of dollars will be required after
this road is turned over to the carrier
company for completion and mainten
ance, to put it in complete and perma
nent ru r c'mr condition.
The Lynchburg (Va.) News learns
from a reliable gentleman who has just
passed over ihe Huntington route from
St. Louis, that large numbers of negroes
are actually returning on foot, and that
the Chesapeake and Ohio road is lined
with them, making their way back to
North Carolina. He remarked that they
were not bringing any of the fine farms
with them, nor half of the good clothes
they wore away.
Ten years ago a large colony of Ger
mans from Cincinnati, none of whom
eoukLspeak English, purchased a tract
of land in Lawrence County, Tenn.,
said to contain 4,100 acres. It has since
been discovered that it contained only
2,057 acres, and they were defrauded cut
of $3,500, besides the intereat on this
amount for ten years. The colony
has brought suit in the Suprem* Court
at Nashvilie for the recovery of this
sum.
The Commissioner of Agriculture has'
received reports informing him of the
existence of asbestos in several localities
of the State, and some specimens have
been sent to him. He tested them in
cue fire and found that the fibres, even
when separated from each other, would
stand a white heat. He intends, as soon
is possible, to send out an agent ana
have the deposits inspected with a view
sf ascertaining their exact quality and
their probable extent and value. — Col
umbia ( S. C.) Register.
Matt. Woodleif, the Texas des-
perado, gambler and murderer, the
iread of Houston and South Texas, was
killed at Lake Charles, La., on Monday.
Many years ago Woodliet shot and
killed a man in Columbus, Texas, and
ifterwaid became a desperate character.
In 1878 he attacked and fought a street
iuel with Alexander Erickson, Chief of
Police at Houston, Texas. About ten
shots in all were fired with revolvers.
Both men were shot down on Main
street, and lay within a few yards of
each other. Woodlief was shot in the
hip and his hip-bone was broken by a
ball, and Erickson was shot through the
thigh and the bone broken. Both re
covered, but were cripples. But few
regret Woodlief’s taking off, as he was
a terror in Texas, and, in fact, there is
rejoicing that he was killed.
Leap-Year Difficulties.
He was a nice young man, with cane,
high nat and patent leitlui% He
strolled leisurely down FourthDivenue,
puffing daintily upon a cigarette, and oc
casionally twirling the waxed ends of
bis mustache. He was accosted by a
stout woman with a florid complexion.
“ Top of the mornin’ to ye, Mister
Charley,” said she.
“ Good morning, Mrs. McGuinness,”
said the nice young man.
“Me darlint boy, would ye—” and
she bestowed a bewitching smile upon
him. He dodged out of her reach. The
recollection that it was leap-year rushed
upon him. He answered:
“Madame—really—l can’t —I am very
sorry if 1 cause you pain—but my af
fections have already been bestowed
upon another—and, madame—l can’t—
I can’t marry you. ”
She gazed at him in astonishment,
and then said, indignantly: “Who
axed ye to marry me! Th£ idea of the
loikes of me, a poor lone widdy, wid four
children to support by washin’, axin’ ye
to marry me. I was only goin’ to ax ye
for that dollar for washin’.”
He sighed and gave her a dollar, and
walked sadly away.
A Curiosity.
For some years the following sentence
has stood as the shortest, into which all
the letters of the alphabet could be com
pressed :
“J. Gray: Pack with my box five
dozen quails.”
The above sentence contains thirty
three letters. " Utica gentleman re
cently, improved on it as follows, using
only thirty-two letters:
“Quick, glad zephyre, waft my javelin
box.”
George W. Pierce, a Boston lawyer,
has now forced the twenty-six letters of
the alphabet into a sentence of only
thirty-one letters, as below:
“Z. Badger: Thy vixen jumps quick
at fowl.”
TERMS--SI.OO per Annum in Advance.
NUMBER 20.
PASSING SMILES.
A STUCK-UP thing—a show-bill.
Spring-halt—May 31—midnight.
Spare-ribs—(he sealed wives of
Utah.
OLd ocean indulges in storms merely
for wreck-creation.
Let s see; it isn’t quite time for the
first divorce in the Oneida Community.
Four thousand bills are pending in
Congress. • ,
Children and brass bands, in their
extreme youth, don’t amount to much
without a tutor.
“ Now 1 lame me,” as the pedestrian
remarked when he stumbled on a bit of
ice.
Tn diamonds, solitaires are fashion
able, but when it comes to buckwheat
cakes let us have clusters
By all means let us have free salt.
Some lazy people might “earn their
salt” if it was a little cheaper.
The toe of an enemy’s boot will often
do more to raise a man into prominence
than the bands of a dozen good friends.
“The men of to-dav are too high
strung,” says a Chicago paper. Some of
them are not strung high enough.
The brook, you know, flows on for
ever. Sometimes it seems as if a law
suit was trying to see the brook and go
it one better.
The lisping Christian thus defended
her pronunciation: “ Doth iff t our
minither direct our thepth in the nar
row path? Ithn’t he, then, our pather?”
No matter how finely a dentist’s par
lor is furnished, no one care3 to take a
seat in his drawing-room. This is a good
joke, but it is tooth in to draw.
We have had one offer, but the lady
couldn’t promise to support us in the
luxury to which we ha ve been accus
tomed.—Boston Post.
A commercial report says: “The
fall of leather causes an uneasy feeling
in hides.” We have pften remarked
this in youth while laying across the
maternal knee.
A minister who regards kissing as
an essential partol saving grace, should
kiss his lawfully appointed /rife, and
tell her to pass it arour.d among the
congregation.
When a man becomes the father of a
sixteen year old daughter, he commences
he nt od of his life when the toes of his
boots wear out before the heels become
iUtlic.zed.
The beauty of Sunday collections on
the envelope plan is that you can knock
the plate out of the collectors hand as
easy with a copper cent as you can with
a silver half dollar.
“ Did you ever know such a me
chanical genius as my son? ” asked an
old lady. “He has made a fiddie out of
his own head, and he has wood enough
for another.”
Indignant wife—“ If I had known
you were coming home in this condi
tion, I should have gone home to my
father’s.” Inebriated husband —“ Hie—
would you? I’m awf sorry didn’t shend
you word—hie.”
“ Dear Louise, don’t let the men
come too near you, when courting.”
“ Oh, no, dear ma. When Charles is
here we always have one chair between
us.” Mother thinks the answer is
rather ambiguous.
In the midst of life some men do all
the evil they oan, and when they die the
papers tell lies about them at the rate
of fifty cents per line.
BEFORE.
Tub cheerful fire brightly burns,
The ga bill keeps accruing,
The maiden fair new lessons learn,
The ardent youth ne’er homeward turns,
And onward speeds the wooing.
AFTER.
The flickering tire feebly burns,
The time has passed for wooing;
The faded wife new lessons learn,
The husband seldom homeward turns,
And onward speeds the ruing.
—Hackensack Republican.
An Albany woman brings suit against
a telephone company for trespass in
putting its wires on the roof of her
building. It isn’t the trespass, however
that troubled her so much as the fact
that there is gossip going on over her
head that she cannot get hold of.
Casts from Living Forms.
1 was taken by a friend, says a Paris
correspondent, to see the wonderful
plaster casts of living human beings
which are among the curiosities of the
Russian department. How the thing
is done it is impossible to imagine, but
there the two statues are, recumbent
female figures, undoubtedly taken from
living women. One lies slightly turned
upon her side, her lips parted in a smile,
as though she was trying to suppress a
laugh. The other, who was much the
finer of the two, lies face downward,
her feet crossed and her head pillowed
on her folded arms as though she had
thrown herself down to sleep. The
minutest details of the texture of the
skin, nails, etc., are very perfectly re
produced, the “ gooseflesh ” wherewith
the skin is covered being amusingly
noticeable, and showing that the pre-..
paration used for these casts, the com
position whereof is a secret, must be
applied cold. Then all the little in
dentations in the soles of the feet and
the palms of the hands, and the curve
of the nails and their rimmiDgs of skin
and flesh are produced with startling
accuracy. The process by which these
figures are produced is still a secret, but
it is certainly a wonderful discovery.
When one of those over-crowded
elevator trains in New York jumps the
track and kills a lot of people, the
manager’s can’t say that that they didn’t
know it was loaded when it went off.