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VOL. I THE COUNTRY CHURCH- There wore no cushioned pews therein, No finely frescoed ceiling— These teach no plainer .-in is sin, Nor deeper Christian feeling; But through tho church's pensive shade The summer air came stealing From o’er the bills whose outlines made Gaunt dromedaries kneeling. I see the crowds that gathered then Whil" fancy's postward winging— Plain country folk, hut women and men With faith divinely springing. There Deacon Hays would lead in prayer, Ike Fite would lead iu singing— And "Happy Day” went straight from there To Heaven’s shores up-ringing ! And one perhaps who has forgot Her old-time boyish lover— Her face still haunts the hallowed spot, As ere aiirearn was over. While 'rnong the colder city’s ways He held wishes, dreaming of her, He the dead love of those days Thought’s lingers now uncover. Tire Suitor. “My dear boy,” observed a certain negligent young man to a certain other negligent young man, as they were both, engaged in the laborious opera¬ tion of sitting under a shady tree, subsequently to a particularly heavy country dinner. “My dear boy, said he, “do you know that I think that you are—excuse rue—a little of a fool?” “Know it? Certainly,” responded the other toiler; “why shouldn’t I ? That is your common run of thought, and as you take care to express it a dozen times a day I am tolerably used to it. I am not surprised, I assure you Uni uhat have I done now? Done Nothing. Doing every- thing. You are playing the mischief with your after-happiness by allowing yourself to get in love with your ‘charmer,’ as you are pleased to call her. Suppose you marry her. She will lead you the life of a servant. She has ten times the money vou can lay your hands upon, and, so far as I can see, is a maiden who would love fondly to rule the roost. She is self- willed, witty, high-tempered and exact- mg. And , ,, between , your stupid ... good- . nature and beautiful laziness, and her touch-and-go style, with her fire and push,you will come out pretty fine,old , boy, pretty deuced line. Upon my woid, I m half ^ inclined to think you re right. Not a sudden conversion, by any means, but I’ve been dreaming -hat she has more pluck in a single day than I \ e had since I was born. And this won t do, you see; can t bear to be made to do anything or think of everything, and she would always be nagging at my habits and lazy mends. That would be nnseiy indeed. My dear fnend. yon re handsomer than I; take her off my hands. She d be willing, no d0 'V ’ \\ „ „ mauled , , - the other, ,, I e , don t mind. Egotism aside, you 11 pardon me, o course, it I say that 1 think we might get on better than it you were m my place. But I can t stand any flirtations from yon of course. You 11 have to quit moonlight drives and boating, and that stuff, of course, eh?” “Certain. As you like. It is too hot to talk. Suppose you hunt her up; she’s playing crdTquet or some such rubbish behind the Amuse; do go, my boy. for I’m horribly sleepy.” Upon this, nothing loth, the first conspirator dragged himself upon his feet, and lounged away to begin his toil of capturing the handsomest and richest girl in - the country round about, and immediately after he was lost to sight this identical handsomest and richest girl stepped fr&m behind the tree, with flashing eyes, and con¬ templated the second conspirator with sublime wrath. He, however, smiles upon her blandly. “Too hot to get up to receive you, my love. There, don’t fly off’ in a fury, for I know you were there, but I couldn't stand the trouble of getting you alone in any other way. There’s a shawl or something; fetch it here,' and sit down and take my head in your lap. Come.” “Indeed, sir,” quoth she; “indeed, sir, your impudence is beyond every¬ thing, I—” “Yes,” yawned the prostrate hero; “I expect it is. But you wouldn’t have me get up to get • that shawl, would you?” of “It is not a matter a shawl, I as¬ sure you,” said the handsomest girl, with a fine drawing up of her figure; “but I demand to know why you pre¬ sume to talk of me in the manner I was forced to overhear.” Here she dug her parasol deeply THE TRIBUNE. “Don’t Give TJjd ttio BUCHANAN. GA., FRIDAY, APRIL 15. USDS. into the ground, and looked savagely upon the poor culprit before her. The poor culprit laughed. “A trick of ivar .only, my gem. I wanted to tickle his vanity. He is a consummate dandy,and you are a con¬ summate beauty, and 1 am a consum¬ mate lazy-bones; so, there you have it, if you’ll only take the trouble to find it out. It’s a bore to explain.” Whereupon he spread a handker¬ chief over his face. Here the parasol came in use to drag it away and throw it off upon the grass, while the perpi i _ trator of the outrage looked in¬ dignantly d o w n w ar d. “Sir,” she began, with much calm¬ ness though her eyes sparkled as if she were a burning volcano inside. “Sir—” “Mv love.” “Sir. I own that I have been foolish enough to suppose that in a person fit to be mv husband there would be at least some lingering spark of manli- ness, and—” “Love, that was foolish ! It was, indeed. ” “And some faint atom of spirit. That there would l>e some energy that would show itself .on some great occa¬ sion, even if it was usually concealed by other habits. . Now, I have been foolishly led into becoming engaged to ' an a t hoped that all might come out all right—but—but,” here the voice began to break a little and the lips to tremble, but they both calmed almost instantly; “but now that I can¬ not help thinking that you will be ut¬ terly worthless to the world and to everybody in it, I now say that I desire to consider our engagement broken.” There was a trifling silence^ during which the parasol prodded the earth vigorously, and the party addressed pretended to gape, but presently spo [ ie . “Excuse the slang, if I say that’s pretty rough!” “How much worse would it be for me, a harnessed girl who loves spirit and vigor, be to a hulking fellow, wlio can do almost nothing but sleep, whose labor is playing billiards and whose is to smoke better cigars than all his friends. I feel ashamed to think that I ever looked upon you with even forbearance. If you could onlv show some scar, or sbow 8ome work done in this great world, or show that you even give S0lne 0 f your wealth to charity or t be relief of suffering, or even had the p l ue k to knock down the stable boy, I m jglit perhaps think better of you,for | can’t love a man whose weapon is a i angb n nd his defense and argument a ‘ stretch' and ‘j a Yhe yawn ” Af{e , al tbis most beautiful girl nmgt needs into hysterics,* or, rather, an hysterical lit of weeping, which prevented her from seeing the sparlet flnsll creep into the face of the discarded youth, who still affected to be unconcerned. They both remained silent for some, and, indeed, many moments and both became aware of au approac hing storm, but neither eared to ,, awav and,indeed,partially f t tbat it was so close, until a wh'irnng%ol breeze rushed through the leaves about them, Still they re- maiued quiet, both perfectly calm, he without a sign of his old habit of laughing, and she resolute and a little white in the face. Presently he roused himself, and, without a word relating to the subject then before them, looked about at the threatening weather. He offered her his arm,but she drew away and motioned him to go on alone. He did not move neither did she. It became rapidly darker, and shelter was some 400 yards off “Come,” said he,finally, “don’t you think we had better go?” “I will not go with you, for I feel that I have quarreled with you. Go on alone and I will follow.” - . No, I will follow you, or else I shall stay.” “Then stay!” It became darker and darker, and soon the rain burst upon them, and inky-black clouds were rising in the horizon. The lightning was terribly near, and he looked at her rather nervously, and perceived that her woman’s nerve was yielding under the frightful noise about them. “I must insist on your going, for you are drenched, and this place is particularly dangerous; the tree is very tall and stands quite alone.” She trembedas anew burst of storm broke upon them, and shrank from him further inward toward the trunk. “No,” she gasped. “I feel quite safe here. Go yourself. I shall not stir.” “But you must!” cried he,decisively and approaching her. “Must!” She gazed at him in aston¬ ishment, while a thrice terrible burst broke upon them. He looked about, tilled with dreafl, and upward at the huge, towering shaft above him, and then at the girl before him. “Come,” cried he again, but she withdrew from liim. Another burst broke in rattling thunder from the clouds above them, and the earth seemed to tremble under their feet. He dared wait no longer, but rushed upon her, and seized her and fled, in spite of her angry struggles and screams. It lasted but a second; she had a sense of torrents of rain beating on her upturned face, and of fierce winds sweepiug about her, and of strong arms encircling her, and he had a sense of a beautiful burden, a greater strength, and then all became suddenly jagged, torn and distorted. There was a vision of splitting, of white fire and 1>1 nish flame, and a feel¬ ing of rocking and stumbling, and a great upbearing of all about him, and then a da filing to the earth, and then a stillness and death-like quiet. The snn was shining when he awoke again, and there were kind faces about him, and among the rest, that of the first conspirator. “Ah, old boy, it was pretty tough, he’s all right, but a little dazed. The lightning knocked the tree to shivers, and you got away just far enough to be knocked over yourself.” “What does she say?” whispered the other. “Not much, but, from what I see, there’s no chance for me.” think:I11 . Y°\ u keep Y wu \ her myself,if she thinks ^ that I turned out any better than she though-und if she 11 have me. “And she will, spoke up another voice, gently, on the other side, lor you’ve'got , , a sear and , one I r shall , ,, always , be proud of. Hurry and get well, lazy-bones, ana then— It was all completed properly, of course, and the second conspirator turned over many new leaves hence- forth.-New lork News. A VOLCANIC LAKE. Once Full of Clear, Cold Water, but It Is Now Too Hot to Be Borne. At a recent meeting of the British Geographical society in London, Mr. H. I. H. Cavendish described his dis- covery of a strange volcanic lake dur- ing his explorations in Somaliland. Tlie curious lake lies about thirty miles due south from Lake ltudolf. Its shores are very barren,entirely in- closed by mountains, and there are three islands,apparently quite barren, near the east shore. It is fed by two rivers. What water there is in this lake is exceedingly hot, and near the north end, where a smonldering vol¬ cano is situated, it as hot as one would like to wash one’s hands in, but there is no soap mine near to supply another luxury of travel. The volcano will probably be named Andrew, at Mr. Cavendish’s sugges¬ tion, in honor of his companion. The natives say that the lake was once full of clear, cool water, but that quite recently the volcano commenced its destruction. Now the mudbanks about it mark the receding water, and the former lake-bed is composed of black mud, very deep and hot, but with a hard crust over the surface. One boy whom the leaders lnqipened to send in after a wounded Spanish flamingo sank through this crust and scalded his foot so badly that the fol¬ lowing day his toe-nails came off The former high-water marks along the shore are strewn with a mass of fish, bones and skeletons of fish, large and small, evidently killed when the water was heated. The dried-up portions of the lake are crusted with salt, and on the borders there are solid mounds of salt. There are one or two wells of fresh water near the lake, and many sites of old villages which had been deserted on account of the lire mountain, which is still active. The Language of Flowers. C Hyacinth means “Jealousy.” The Pansy, “Thoughts of you.” Lilac: “First love.” Bed Pink: “Affection.” White Pink: “Pure and ardent love. ? White Bose:“Unconfessedpassion. - Blush Bose: “Diffidence.” Bed-Rose Bud: “Love’sfirst offer¬ ing.” Geranium: “Preference.” Heliotrope: “I dream of thee.” White Heliotrope: “Angels be with Me.” Poppy: “Consolation.” Bed Bose: “Heart’s Passion.” A PEST OF EAGLES. Lambs and Poultry Stolon From Con- ecticiit Farina by Bi«* - , Fiona* Birds, Eagles have become a pest to farm- ers in Connecticut. The boldness and nerceness with which they have been preying upon farm animals are re¬ markable. At the same time they are so wary that few of them are shot. There is a large and particularly ugly bald-headed eagle.in the Gardi- tier’s Lake country, in New London countv, which has made such a nnisn ;, ce ot itse)f iu the matter of stealing lambs and poultry front the farmers all winter,that a special effort has been made to slay it, but thus far it has Succeeded in avoiding the guns of a score of hunters and evaded any number of pole traps which have been set and temptingly baited up in the air for it. J. N. Newton, foreman of the Fish¬ er’s Island farm, killed a big bald eagle on the island. It had become exhausted from some unknown reason and fallen in the road, Mr. Newton leaped from his wagon and attacked the eagle with the butt of his whip. The eagle turned on him fiercely, and it was some time before he could kill it. The bird had a spread of wings of six feet four inches, and was beauti¬ fully marked, having a white head, neck and tail, and the rest of its body being of a mixed brown. Fisher’s Island is also being haunted by a great golden eagle, attracted there" by the large poultry farms A fierce tight between a bald eagle and a hen, which, strange to say, did not result in the death of the hen, oe- curved on Dennis Ferigo’s farm iu Kent. The hen boldly met the eagle, which dropped like a plummet from tho npper ail , Feathers and blood rU . w at a livelv rate f or a moment, and the eagle seemcd SO mewhat nonplused bv its recei)tion . Then the lien sud- denlv flew into the woodshed, leaving b : f H J H clutches of the birtl The hen is still iil good health ^ bald-headed eagle was shot while bausmur g over James Wav’s fann in L vme. An appetite for turkey led this specimen of the king of birds into trouble. While it was swooping down upon the turkey roost Mr. Way poured the contents of an old musket into it, breaking one wing. It fell into the yard, flopping and biting at every- thing within reach with its wicked- looking beak. This bird was one of ihe largest'ever shot in Connecticut. It measured seven feet ten inches from tip to tip of wings, and had for sev- era! months been a pest to the farmers of Lyme, On Goose Island in Long Island Bound, James Monteith, a duck hunt¬ er, shot a large bald eagle and brought it to the ground. As he stepped for¬ ward to pick it up, thinking it was dead, he was attacked by the bird and badly scratched. Before he finally killed it his clothing was torn into shreds. The eagle measured six and one-half feet across the wings.—New York Sun. A Simple Nervine. The dandelion is one of the best nervines known, and was in common use ill the ,, days ot our grandmothers, i ji For years it has not been used so much as formerly, the people giving up the roots and herbs for the ready prepared , medicine v • ot , the ,i drug i stores, , , V Lately , . some ot , the , best , physicians , . • have discovered the wonderful prop- perties of the dandelion root, and it is ... riisoiaers, livtsi tioubles aim cases ox indigestion. Even hysteria in its worst form is greatly benefited by its use, and a complete cure is often the result if the remedy is continued. To secure the best results, procure the fresh roots and make a strong decoc¬ tion of them by putting pieces of the root in cold water and letting it steep slowly. A cupful of the liquid two or three times a day will soon regulate the disordered nerves. If it seems a bitter dose to swallow try roasting the roots, then grind it, when it can be steeped and with the addition of cream and sugar makes a beverage not unlike strong rank coffee. — Floral World. At Dawson City. “My darling,” said the Klondike miner to the girl who had traveled all the way from Boston to marry him,” “you are worth your weight in-” “Don’t say in gold,” she interrupt- ed. “That expression is so trite.” “I do not intend to sayihatyon are worth vour weight in anything so common as gold. My precious girl yon are worth your weight in linked beans! ’ ’—Pit tsbu rg Giro n id e-Tele- graph. NO. 10 A Useful Weed. Kelp, as is known by those living on the sea coast is a crude alkaline mat- , ter ' Produced by the combustion of *eaweeds. These are dried in the sun and then burned in shallow exeav?.- tions at a low heat. About twenty or t'venty-four tons of seaweed yield ono ton kelp. Kelp is composed of chloride of sodium, carbonate of soda, sulphate of soda and potash, chloride potassium, iodine of potassium or 8 °dium, insoluble salts, and coloring It used to be the great source • soda ’ **** a better quality is now obtained from the composition of sea | sa * ( ’ ^ l° n kelp will yield a bout eight pounds of iodine, large Quantities 0 f chloride of potassium and a ^ so t)y destructive distillation a large Quantity of volatile oil, from four to fifteen gallons of paraffin oil, three or four gallons of naphtha and from one and a half to four hundred weight of sulphate of ammonia. This latter as well as the sulphate of soda and pot¬ ash enter into many of the commercial fertilizers. 1 llere are ’ n Scotland twelve facto- most of them at Glasgow, and two ’ n l reland which produce annually In all from this marine plant 130 tons of iodine. At Finisterre in France th<?re are factories which produce 50 tons of iodine. Seaweeds of several kinds are used for forage. Oxen, sheep and deer seek the fucus veslculosus on the seashore 1 Iff winter when, other supplies are scarce; in the Swedish province of Gothland it is boiled and mixed with a bttle coarse flour as food for hogs: and in Norway, fucus seratus is used as food f °r cattle, generally sprinkled with a little meal.—Farm, Field and Preside, Siberian Gentleman's Life. “For five months of the year the Si¬ berian man of fashion lives in the °P« n air - either at the mining camp or in the hunting field,” says Thomas G. Allen, Jr., writing of “Fashionable Life in Siberia,” in the Ladles’ Home Journal. "He is an early bird under a » circumstances, and invariably rises between T and 8 o’clock, although ue ma T have had but a couple o. hours res b Nearly every meal is succeeded by a nap. However, dressing duties do not ,ake very lon B. for w b<m he re¬ tires the Siberian only divests himself of his coat and boots. Shirts are un- known in Siberia, and in many houses, beds also, film samovai is set on the dining-room table at eight a. m., to- sether with eggs, black and white bread, sardines, and cakes, etc. Break¬ fast is eaten and washed down by five or six glasses of tea stirred up wdth su¬ gar, cream and sometimes jam. At o^e o’clock dinner is served, and at five in the afternoon another small meal, much like that of the morning, is tak¬ en. A meat supper follows at nine d’- cloek.” A Long Look Ahead. The politicians are even now hcfflnning to weigli the possibilities involved in the next Presidential election. The papers are full of electioneering gossip, and venture predictions ns to the future which are somewhat too self- confident. Hut it is safe to say that a syste- matte course of Hostetter’s Stomach Bitters will renew health in the malarious, bilious, rheumatic, costive or nervous. --------——— . the shortage in his accounts. Beauty --—--. Is Blood _ Deep. 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