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Dai imj Times. TRENTON, GEORGIA. Mexican flounces are in an improved condition. The Augusta (Ga.) Chronicle denies that there is such a race as the Scotch- Irish. There are 7.73 per cent, of the people of Massachusetts who can neither read nor write. During nineteen years 310 amendments to the Constitution have been introduced, but only three have been adopted. Loudon papers devoted considerabl spacc to the American centennial pro ceedings, and their tone was one of re spect for this country. Oyster pirating along the shores ot Maryland and Virginia has at length been broken up, but it took some hard knocks and a great deal of money to do it. The lion. W. C. P. Breckinridge, of Kentucky, is to deliver the address at the dedication of the national monument to the forefathers at Plymouth, Mass., or* Aueust 1»_ Says the Chicago Sun: There are not a few sharp and far-seeing business men who say that the United States is on the eve of the greatest railroad enterprise ever known. There has been so much sickness in Trego County, Kan., that tho Probate Judge canceled all the druggists’ permits in the county, hoping in that way to mend the general health. Three times as much coal as ever be fore was imported into St. Petersburg last year, and a Russian Government com mission is investigating the Russian mines to find out what ails them. America can take in 2,000,000,000 more comers, remarks the hospitable Chicago Herald , and find room for all to build homes and make gardens. We haven’t settled a hundredth part of the country yet. The Detroit Free Press asserts that Chicago has set itself to absorb enough of its suburbs to advance to the third place among American municipalities, under the next census. Owners of -small town? in Illinois now take them jn at night. The people of New York are discuss ing the proposition to hold a World’s Fair in the Metropolis in 1892, the 400tb anniversary of the discovery of America liy Columbus. Many prominent mer chants of the big city favor the idea. The Canadian Government has givet 40,000,000 acres of land to railroads, and is willing to give more, but, states the New York Graphic, “emigrants prefer United States land and can scarcely be induced to remain in the Dominion.” • England gets most of its ice now from Norway, Scandinavian competition hav ing almost entirely destroyed the business of shipping ice from Boston to England, which was once very profitable. Ice is sold in London for from fifty-eight to eiglity-one cents per hundred weight. The thirty picked men from the marine corps, who have been sent over to Paris to act as a guard in protecting the Ameri can exhibit, are said to represent the fiower and pride of the marine corps, all being native Americans of good record, martial bearingand soldierly deportment. A number of important inventions are , comjug out. One recently tested is an lvaypN v ifldcfinitc period. Einr balmiog c:uffle r do)ub, itis sajd,As ft'used to be done hrflßgypt, and food can be kept for years. The clay comes The doctors are. deeply interested iu iC. Samoa, which is attracting so much at tention now, generally regarded as a savage island, hut a large proportion of the people are Christians. A missionary says: “I would guarantee to take the first twenty men, women an<£ children that I should meet with in Samoa, and I w-ouid back them in Bible knowledge against any twenty I should meet in this country,” In Findlay, Olfio, there are few houses to rent, and rents arc high: This faet probably suggested to three ycung men of that place the- brilliant scheme of get ting a monopoly of the rentable houses and making a handsome ••spec” in a legal way. During January aud February they quietly leased all the houses they could secure upon such terms as gave them full control and the power to sub let, and on May 1 advanced the rents four or five dollars a month. People had to have houses to live in, so the scheme of the young house Trust worked just as its originators expected it would. It is always pleasant, observes the De troit Free Press, to see things done in a business-like way. A Philadelphia law yer collected a claim of SISOO for a client, made a charge of S4OO for his ser vices and then embezzled the remainder. An ordinary man of dishonest inclina tions would have stolen the SISOO out right- .. . The Shah of Persia is, it is reported, looking forward with much eagerness to his advent in England. His desire is not so much to undergo the boredom of fes tivals, balls and dinners, of which he had enough to satisfy any reasonable Shah when he visited Queen Victoria some years ago, as it is to witness some lirst class English horse races. lie was ex pected to reach London in time to attend die Ascot races. The latest Government returns show that the public debt of the Canadian Dominion is now $286,575,955, of which $188,713,935 is payable in England. The interest upon the enormous debt has to be sent across the Atlantic every year and is a serious drain upon the country's monetary resources. Yet the legisla tion of the last session of the Federal Parliament pledged the country to the expenditure of over $57,000,000, and next year’s revenue will not exceed $36,- 000,000, thus leaving $21,000,000 to be borroVed.. The annual interest upon the Dominian debt is now about $13,000,000. Phe total revenue from customs and excise twenty years ago was only sll,- 112,573. m '■hi i ■■ ■ ■ ■ When the history of the Panama Cana* Company is written it will include many stories of extravagance such as one must go back to the time of Rome in its de cadence to parallel. One of the most characteristic instances of wastefulness was furnished by the General Superin tendent at Panama. He spent $300,000 on a fine house and nearly as much in opening up fine roads so that his wife might take horseback rides. She died in about two years, and to signalize his grief over her loss he had all tho thor oughbred horses shot which she had used in riding and driving. This imitation of the great Alexander didn’t cost the mourner anything, however, as the horses all belonged to the company, and their loss was charged to the inexorable climate. The preseut forces of enlisted men in the United States Navy aggregates 8500 men. It is the opinion of Commodore Schley that a force of 15,000 men, or nearly 7000 additional, will be required to equip the vessels already authorized by Congress. It is more than likely that an effort will be made to secure some sort of provision for these enlisted men in the Navy, so that the Government can com mand the very best type of manhood for its sailors. The officers are already pro vided for by the retired list. The last Congress arranged the saving-bank system, so that the money whierf was re tained from the sailors until they were finally paid off could be deposited with the paymaster, and would draw four per cent, interest. This money is nonforfeit able for any cause except desertion. Other steps in behalf of the men are in consideration. W. O. Atwater, iu charge oi the work at experiment stations established by the Agricultural Department, assisted by A. W. Harris and A. C. True of his division, is preparing a bulletin, which will be pub lished tliis year, giving a history of the department and u sketch of the progress of education in agricultural colleges and schools. Under, this latter heud the sub ject of agricultural instruction is discussed at length. ft is acknowledged that the purpose for which agricultural colleges were established in the several States,and to which the Government contributed by liberal grants of land and money, has not been realized. The colleges do not edu cate men for the farms, but for professions, and the tendency of their teachings has been to draw young men from theii farms instead of fitting them for work on them. The curriculum in most cases is too ex tensive for the average farmer's sou to undertake, and in most cases also '.he ex penses arc too great for the average farm er's son to meet. The consequence is that the class for whom the colleges were as signed have received absolutely no bene fit from their existence. Hypnotized by the Phonograph. Dr. Pinel, of Paris, has succeeded in hypnotizing several subjects by means of the phonograph. All rhe commands given through this channel were as readily obeyed its those uttered directly, and “sugestions” of every possible sort were as effectually communicated through the medium of the machine as if made viva voce. The conclusion deduced by Dr. Pinel is that-the theory of a magnetic current passing from the operator to the subject is entirely baseless, and that the real cause of the phenomena of hypnotism is nervous derangement on tin; part of those subject to them. —Electrical World. During 1888 there were 7120 miles of main track of new railways built in this country and at the same time the stock of old roads declined in value to the extent of over $100,000,000. LOVE’S MITE. Sweet sympathy is strong to aid, And gentle tones have power to cheer; ’Twere hard for us if riches mado The sum of all our treasure here, i He who approved the widow’s mite, Knows well what triumphs Love has won; And precious in His holy -sight Is every kindly action done. — S. Gray. AN UIIITfACe" BY TOM P. MORGAN. “An’—an’, you’re so ugly, Jacks!” the girl added, with something like a little shudder. “I know it, Hannie, but ” Half frightened at the look of anguish that her words had brought to the man’s ugly face, the girl turned and sped along the timber-path that led from the big spring. The man covered his face with his hard hands and groaned. No one knew better than he just how unhandsome he was. As a boy, Jackson Hamlin had grown apathetically used to the sobriquet of “Ugly Jacks,” and had so often sought some placid little “back-set” in the creek, and gazed at his reflection in it with a pitiful hope that he might be growing less deserving of the title, that every line and lineament of his ugly face was as familiar to his mental vision as if it was ever before his eyes. He had grown from an ugly child to an equally ugly man, grave and kindly, and differing greatly from the shiftless and “trifling” beings about him. He wore the same fashionless garb as they, but he spoke little of the quaint dialect which they drawled. While they passed as much as possible of their time at anything but work, he cultivated his timber-farm. Or when, at night, the young men followed yelping curs on ’possum or ’coon hunts, or with their sisters and sweethearts disported them selves at the “hoe-down” dances, Jack Hamlin bowed over the home-made table in his bachelor cabin, and, by the light of a spluttering tallow-dip, conned books that looked so bloatedly full of wisdom that the casual and illiterate visitor re garded them almost reverently. No one knew their contents, not even old Jerry Pottle’s daughter, one of the few persons in the neighborhood—the Egypt of Southwestern Missouri—who could read. They looked too dry and ponderous to arouse her interest. But she liked to hear him tell of the great world —the world beyond the forest— beyond the limits of the State, even—the outside world of which she had seen nothing and he very little, but of which he knew much from reading. And she liked, too, to hear him recite poetry —poetry that she, with her scanty education, could scarcely understand. And, at such times, she would, for a lit tle while, forget' liis ugly fact;, the sur roundings, the rickety, shook-covered house father, old Jerry Pottle, calmly simßPb and dozed in his bgt k tilted chair on the porch; forget the apathetic, shiftless, out-of-the-way world in which she existed, and live for the moment in the bright, far-off world of which the p£hi told. A Tiffs bright-faced, ragged maided had ■bpes—dreams that promised no shadow of fulfillment till Sharpley came. You and I would have considered this Sliarp ley a very indifferent personage—rowdy ish as to appearance, deficient as to gram mar, and inclined to slovenliness of attire. But to Han he was very interesting in deed. lie had been almost everywhere— at least he said so. He, too, could quote poetry —of a certain class. As a conver sationalist lie seemed almost a wonder to Han, for SUarpley’s tongue was ready and his mind an inventive one, and the restrictions of truth bothered him little. If Jacks Ilamlim had dreamed dreams, he had said very little about them. But often at night, when he should have been studying those dry books, something would come between him and the printed page, and its text would go uncom mitted, while he wove wreaths of happy fancies around the mental picture that kept him from studying—the bright, wild face of old Jerry Pottle’s daughter. Bui he had said nothing of this to her, but had waited till— Then Sharpley came, from where no one knew, and for what no one could guess; and then Jacks was with her no.more. Jacks had made no complaint, but had kept closer t 6 his farm during the flays, and studied his dry books more at night. And Han scarcely misscilfflm at all, for Sharpley was so often hovering about, and liis conversation seemed al ways of things in which she was h terest cd. And—well, it whs so easy Sharp ley’s agile tongue to promh ~ tR tiling, and listening, the girl aliuTlt forgot Jacks. >• Few had known or cared when he dis appeared for a few days, and then came back with one of the two great hopes of his life blossoming into realization. “I’ll tell it to her,” he told himself. “Tell it to Hannie, and maybe— ’ He met her in the shady path as she was returning with a bucket of water from the big spring, and started to tell her the story in a hurried, blundering way, be ginning at the wrong cud of the narrative and.blurting out a little of the other great hope that he had so long cherished. But the girl would scarcely listen to lihn. ~“1 must hurry on,” she said. “Mr.— somebody will he waitin’ ferine.” Jacks Ham lin said, bitterly. “That sneaking hound, that ” “He's jest as smart as you are!” the girl retorted, angrily. “Jest as smart, an’ a heap nicer! He jest knows over so much, an’ is jest as nice-lookin’ as he kin be, an’—an’ you’re so ugly!” “I kuow it, Hannie, but ” But she was speeding away down the path, spilling the water from the bucket at every step. “Ugly?” the man groaned. “Don't I know just us well as anybody in the world how ugly I am? 1— ‘/Jut it's that lioi -id Sharpley that has changed her! She used to seem to like to have me around, and almost seemed to forget my ugly face. And I— Well, it’d nil over now! I dreamed; that was all! But if Sharpley- ” He did not finish the sentence, but strode along the wood-path in the direc tion that the girl had just taken. A mo ment later, as he rounded a bend in the path, he stopped suddenly. Before him, close to where the path left the timber at the edge of the clearing, two figures were standing, screened by a bush from the sight of old Jerry Pottle, drowsily smok ing in his tilted chair on the porch of his shook-covered domicile. “Sharpley!” Jacks muttered, hoarsely. Sharpleyarm was around the girl as if he had sprung out from a handy hid ing place and caught her, and although the girl struggled as maidenly modesty dictated, she did not seem ’ greatly dis pleased. And as Jacks looked, Sharpley, holding her fast with his superior strength, bent her head back and kissed her. Then the girl broke away and bounded toward the house with the now almost empty bucket, and Sharpley strode down the path, whistling airily, and as he went on the girl stopped and looked after him. He passed so close to Jacks, who had stepped behind a tangled bush, that the latter could have struck him to the earth. But Sharpley, unconscious of the prox imity of the ugly face, that, darkened with hatred, looked half demoniacal as it peered at him, went on whistling as he strolled along the wooded path and round the bend, and the half-raised hand dropped at Hamlin’s side. He left his concealment as if to follow the other, hut turned, as there came a clatter of hoofs. Before the girl had reached the house a small boy, mounted on a wheezy horse, dashed up to the rickety pole-fence and uttered a shrill whoop that aroused old Jerry Pottle so suddenly that he nearly fell out of his tilted chair. The old man hurried over to the fence, the boy imparted his message, and the steed dashed wlieeziugly away again, urged by the rain of kicks that the bare heels of his rider bestowed upon his rusty sides. As the girl reached the house, old Jerry emerged hurriedly, bearing a long brown rifle. , “Where are you goin’, paw?” the girl asked. “Hanner,” said the old man, sternly, as he strode away, “shet yo’rc mouth, ’an don’t you darst to stir offeu the place twell to-mor’. Some event of much moment must be at hand. “Hanner” was only used at such rare intervals that the girl’s proper name had been almost forgotten. Her father, kind in his shiftless way, usually considered “Han” sufficiently compre hensive,and few called her anything else, except Jacks. It had been “Hannie” with him, and then with Sharpley. Just now the girl did not remembenjmt two previous occasions upon which he had dignified her as “Hanner.” One was when his wife, her mother, had died. The other was only last week, when the Riggs “boys” had been arrested, and car ried away on a journey that, after some delays, ended at the penitentiary,the said “boys” having been captured by a United States marshal and his posse while en gaged in manufacturing “moonshine” whisky at a cleverly concealed still-house. Old Jerry Pottle did not see Jacks Hamlin as he turned from the path and plunged into the timber. Now and then, as the homely man trudged toward his lonely home, he muttered, half aloud, in a dreary, despairing way. “It is all over, now!” he groaned. “Hannie—little Hannie!” Night found Hamlin in his small house, bowed over his home-made table, seem ingly savagely intent upon devouring the contents of one of the dry books. But the light of the spluttering candle could not dissipate the shadow that seemed ob scuring the printed page—a shadow that, in spite of his determination, kept resolv ing itself into the face of a girl—a bright face framed in a tangle of wavy hair, lie stared fiercely at the page before him,and passed his hand across his vision as if to brush away the shadow that, iu spite of liis effort to think of it no more, his thoughts would keep bringing up. And when, iu angry despair, he turned away from the book, the face was before his vision still. “Hannie! Hannie!” he said, half aloud. “I ” There came a patter of footsteps with out in the darkness, and a little figure with frightened face and panting breath staggered in at the open door and sunk into the first chair. “Hannie!” cried the man, in astonish ment. “Oh, Jacks!” gasped the girl. “Save him! Save him! They are goin’ to kill him, an’ ” It was evident that she was terribly frightened about something. “They’ll kill him—kill him!” she wailed. “An’—an’ he was goin’ to take me away from here an’ show me all the great world, an’ make a lady uv me—an’ I’d never have to wear these ole ragged cloze no more. An’—an’ now they’re goin’to kill him! They drove me away when I tried to plead with them—my ole father shoved me away an’ called him a spy. An’ you’ll save him! You can— you can! You know so much, an’ ” “Him? Who? Sharpley?” “Yes. He was goin’ to take me out into the big, bright world, an’—an’ now they are goin’ to kill him ” “Was he going to make you his wife?” the man asked, sternly. “ ’Deed au’ double he was; an’ ” “Come!” was all the man said. They left the house and hurried away in the darkness, the man striding along at a terrific pace, .Seemingly unmindful of the snags and brambles that clutched him now and then, often tearing liis clothes anil scratching his flesh. The girl ran at his side, telling more of the story in a gasping, excited, half-incoherent way. That night Sharpley was to have taken the girl away—away out into the great, bright world. But, while Sharpley was waiting at the trysting-place, they had come and dragged him away. And now, they were going to kill him, she moaned —kill him, an’ A gleam of light filtered through Ihe hushes ahead, and presently they were just without the circle of brightness east by a fire that, blazing cheerily, revealed a weird, wild scene. The fire-light shone on the despairing face of a man bound to a sapling—Sharpley. It lit up the stern, determined countenances—familiar, all of them, to the couple beyond the circle of light—of men intent upon executing what they considered just vengeance. The making of “moonshine” whisky, though nominated in the statutes of this great Government as a heinous offense, was regarded by them with extremely lenient eyes, while the giving of information leading to the capture of such offenders was considered the chief atrocity in the catalogue of man’s crimes against his fellow-men. The girl would have rushed forward, but Hamlin held her back, almost savagely. “Guilty, er not guilty?” old Jerry Pottle was asking of the group of stern faced men about him. “Guilty!” “Sharpley,” begaii old Jerry, gravely, “you’ve be’n found guilty, an’ ” “They’ll kill him!” the girl gasped. “Save— %ive ” The hand of the man beside her closed fiercely on her arm. “Let them!” he whispered, hissingly. “He came between ” “But, he was goin’ to take me ’way from here an’ make a lady uv me!” the girl whispered, pleadingly. “So will But, I forgot Ugly —ugly 1” “You’ve be’n foun’ guilty,” old Jerry was saying—“guilty uv givin’ the infor mation that sent the Riggs boys to prison —tore ’em away frum their wives an’ families, left the women to fill the hungry mouths uv their children as best they kin, an’ sent ’em to a livin’ death fer half uv their lives!” The stern-faccd men seemed to grasp their rifles more firmly. “I reeken you know what punishment sech traitors as you git who sell men’s lives fer a little money. Robbed ’em uv half uv their lives on this yere yearth be ca’sethey made a little co’n into juice, ’stead uv meal!” “Yes; I know!” answered Sharpley. “You’ll murder me!” “It liain’t murder to rid the yearth uv a sneakin’ houn’ uv a spy. It’s ” “But I'm not guilty!” Sharpley inter rupted, desperately. “Indeed, I did not give the information.” “Don’t lie, Sharpley! The news that little Sol Bender got in town was straight. You gave the boys up, an’ ” “No—no! Not I!” cried Sharpley, in his desperation. It was ” “Who?” demanded old Jerry. “Jacks Hamlin!” cried the wretched prisoner, as a last resort. “You are a liar!” roared old Jerry. “Jacks Hamlin ” “Is the guilty man!” uttered a steady voice. A little squad of men who had crept noiselessly within hearing of the small 'group about the tire saw Hamlin stride resolutely into the light. He strode td wfiere Sharpley was bound. A -revolver was in Ms hand, and with it he waved back old Jerry and his little squad. Qujckly* drawing a knife, he severed Sharpley’s bonds. “There,” lie said, sternly, to the girl who had followed into the light, “I have saved him! Go-go with the man you love, and—and may God bless you I” Somehow, it almost seemed that, in the light of the great sacrifice he had made, Jacks Hamlin’s unhandsome face looked less ugly. The girl never once looked at Sharpley*, hut kept her eyes fixed on Hamlin’s face, pale, stern and ugly,and it somehow scenied to her just then the noblest face in the world: “Come, Hannie,” Sharpley said, eager ly, bestowing scarce a thought upon the man who had saved his life at the cost of the greatest sacrifice that a man can make. “Come, I’ll take you out into the great world you wanted to see, and ” “Go!” Hamlin said. “Go with the mamyMi love, while you can! I ” “But, I don’t love him!” cried the girl. “I love you!” “Hannie!” Then she was sobbing on his breast, and the ugly face was bent to her wild hair, and Hamlin forgot Sharply, forgot the desperate men he had dared; and they, slow-witted always, had stood open mouthed and motionless during the excit ing moments that followed his appear ance. Then Sharpley turned to flee. The next instant he was confronted by a little squad of men who appeared as suddenly as if they had risen from the earth. “Stop!” the leader cried, as old Jerry’s party closed their gaping mouths and raised their brown rifles. “Who air you?” demanded Pottle. “I’ll tell you who!” cried Sharpley, in terruptingly. “They are United States Marshal Keenan and his posse! And, now that I have such backing ” “Our only business is with Sharpley,” tho Marshal said, sternly. “We have listened long enough to gather the gist of the story. In his capacity of spy, Sharp ley did good work in delivering the Riggs boys to justice. The man who just saved Ms life had not the most re mote connection with the matter.” It seemed that Sharpley had remained in the neighborhood on the plea that Ke was on the scent of an illicit distillery. Fearing that he would be recalled before he could accomplish his purpose, he sent in reports that led the Marshal to believe that there was au important capture all ready to he made. Hence the niglit-cx pedition. “Now, I have only to say,” added the Marshal, “that if there is a still in this neighborhood, that is a matter to be at tended to at some other time. Young woman,” he said, addressing Hannie, “your last choice was a wise one. Sharpley, tho contemptible hound, is a married man, as I happen to know. The man whose arm is around yon I never saw before, hut he is a hero, aud Stop there, Sharpley!” The spy hud exhibited a desire to es cape. “We will take him away with us,” added the Marshal. “And I shall take pleasure, not only in discharging him, hut in Kicking him soundly as well.” After they were gone, old Jerry’s little squad stood motionless in their tracks, their slow wits almo .1 refusing to grasp the situation. “WaJ,” drawled old Jerry, “I’ll jest be bodasiousiy switched!” “Me, too!” agreed eac h of his com rades, as they turned to go. Hannie and Jacks were the last of the procession that made its slow way through the dark timber, and the man’s arm was around the girl's waist. “But, I'am afraid—won't you ever re gret this, little woman?” Jacks whispered. “Nope!” said the girl, positively. “Cause, you see, I love you too well!” “But, I’m—l’m so ugly!” “No, you h’aiu’t!” denied the girl, stoutly. “You li’ain’t, an’ you ort to be ashamed o’ yourself to say so. An’ you’re so smart, an’ good, too, an’ 1 never knowed my own heart till I’xaw you offer to give up your life fer that—that houn’!” “But, he promised to take you out in to the great world, and ” 4 ‘Blame the great world! I don’t want it! I jest want you!” There followed a peculiar sound, that reached the ears of old Jerry Pottle. “Wal, I'll jest be bodasiousiy switched if I wa’n’t that riled up by circumstances, so to speak, that I plumb forgot a im portant matter till that thar kissin’ ’minded me uv it. Jacks, you kin have her; you're white. An’, wal, if thar’s anything on my place that you want to borry, it’s-your’n long’s you want it.” A little later, Jacks told Hannie the good news that he had intended to tell her when he had met her in the path re turning from the spring. “You see,l’ve been putting in my spare time for years studying medicine, and the other day I went to the city, and a well known physician put me through a short examination. He said that theoretically I was well advanced, and that after ac quiring the practical part of the science of medicine by a course under some ex perienced physician I would be well qualified to start to make a name for my self in my chosen profession. And I have hopes of succeeding so well that, sometime, Hannie, you can see all of the great, bright world that you have so longed to see. You know that a homely doctor can succeed as well as a ” Then, she stopped his mouth with her hand. —Frank Leslie's. SELECT SIFTINGS. George Washington’s name is found twelve times iu the New York city di rectory. The theory of the eclipses is said to have been known to the Chinese before 120 B. C. Zoar Bridge, Conn., has a horse that, in drinking from brooks laps up the water like a dog. ° / The cattle of the most valuable herd in the Northwest are given homeopathic treatment exclusively. It said that during o series of twenty one years there has been only one drought extending over the whole of Kansas. / Astronomy was cultivated in Egypt and Chaldea 2800 B. C.; iu Persia,32o9; in India, 3103, and in China, 2952. The invention of stereotype printing belongs to William Gid, a Scotch gold smith,who first designed this method at Edinburg, in 1736. A remarkable subterranean waterway has been discovered at Salamouie Stone Quarries, twelve miles north of Hartford City, lud., and is thought to be the out let of a cave. The newest feature of personal adorn ment is made up of hairs from the tail of the African elephant, made into watch guards and bracelets. The elephant is now becoming so scarce that his relics are said to be very fashionable. It is stated that the following lang uages are spoken on the main street of DeadwOod: English, German, French, Italian, Chinese, Norwegian, Swedish, Finnish, Scandinavian, Russian, Irish, Spanish, Hebrew, Sclavonian—fourteen, with possibibly a few overlooked. Old Christ Church, Alexandria, of which one George Washington was some time a vestryman, had twice a woman sexton. In 1776, Susannah Edwards seated the congregation, “each according to his dignity.” .From 1810 to 1821 a Mrs. Cook held sway, and it is said w*ould lock the people in their pews and patrol the aisles in a most martial manner. She was also a terror to such as infringed the decorum of the place. So it is no won der she was retired upon a pension long before her usefulness was past. Tidings From Pitcairn Island. The clipper ship L. Schepp, which has arrived at Philadelphia from San Frafa cisco, brought tidings of the inhabitants of that most interesting of all the South Pacific island settlements, Pitcairn Island. Captain Gates, the commander of the Schepp, says that he was much surprised to find on coming on deck one morning a boat-load of stalwart men ap proaching his vessel. Au island was seen a short distance off the starboard bow, and on the boat getting within hailing distance, au aged and decrepit man iu the bow shouted: “I am Thursday Oc tober Christian, Governor of Pitcairn Island. Christian said that the population of Pitcairn consisted of 115 men, women and children. Captain Gates ordered the yards aback, and in a few minutes eighteen men were on the ship’s deck, all of whom bore evidence of English an cestry. lie stated that ho was the grand son of one of the mutineers, who, iu 1789, set adrift the officers of the Eng lish armed transport ship Bounty. Sev eral of the mutineers were afterward ar rested and sent to England for trial. The Governor added that the use of to bacco and liquors was entirely unknown among tho people of Pitcairn, and that the little colony were in need of dress goods, particularly for the women, as nearly all of the latter were dressed in men’s clothes secured from passing ves sels. V supply of clothing was given, and a:; abundance of fruit and provisions was sent on board the ship in exchange, — Times-Democrat. In 1874 the Governor of Nebraska named the first Arbor Day. j