The Columbia sentinel. (Harlem, Ga.) 1882-1924, April 22, 1886, Image 2

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! (Tohiiiibiii HA EI.EM GEORGIA i ri.i.irtii b t ihitr TnrRHDAT. Bsallaarcl «*> AtUln«on< MtornreroM Hide by aide in » recent numtwr of the tzmdon 7on« were three advertisement’, ra h on<- announi mg that a man named “Braith" wa» alamt tn < hange hia name to "Faber.” It will I” remenilieicd that “Faber” is simply tbr Izitin equivalent of “Smith.'' The plain Smith* of the country will probably say that a living language Smith ia about a* good ns a dead language Falxr. in order Io settle the question a- to the proper treatment for jwrson* who have ilaon frozen, Di. Lapt< hink’ki ha* made a aerie* of very careful experiment* upon dogs. lie found that, of twenty animal* treated by the method of gradual resit* citation in a cold room, fourteen [<er lah'd; of twenty placed nt once in a warm room, eight died, while twenty put immediately into a hot bath recovered quickly and without accident. Thera ia a patient in a Scotch infirmary suffering fre.m a painful diaeaae in which every person who u*c* a eano ia inter waled. It ia a wire of the hand, brought on by the prewcure of a round knobbed ■tick .egain’t the palm; in thia < a*c it has idle', ted the muM b ■ from the fingers to above the w rift. A speedy cure is not probable. The surgeon* My that a ’tic k with a handle, instead of a knob on which the palm mu>t pre**, is the thing io carry. _______________ The queen of Madagascar goes to Sun day w Ihhil, but nhr passi m into th« chaprl. where guard*, with fixed Imyon «t>, Maud l<n <h< p Within the ( Impel, where one thoinoiixl jamon* may find the queen ait" hi#h upon a throne at the Hide of the pulpit \n English «mn, who attended a service of the im hool recently, wn" Mruek with the fr< qurnt u*e of the w< rd “civilization” by thf'M* who spoke and jirayed in the rm tivr tongiie Like nil inventor-. M Paatenr mu-t ’naturally expect n certain amount of lidi rule, and the wit kid Phi in prcsM i- juM now making tun of him. For instance ■Heme, M Pii-ti ur’* studio. Enter a re turned Tompiin expeditionist, who re marks I would like to be ino< uhitcd «gnin«t thi hydrophob i.” >l. PiiMeur When were you bitten?” Exjiedi tionixt “ Well. 1 wn« not exactly bit ten but I entertain Mi-picion* about one <»l the log- which I ;;t«.” *■* **y ■*». « l’c nnsylv.uii.i burglars must lit polite l-ey ml their fellow*. A story is curie nt that an ugi d Mennouite couple, living I icei.i Allentown, Jjctird a burglar break '«L' 'lt '«*•’ 110 f'Utcry ThF intruder, in:*) d, soon stood before tic 111, but to all his threats made to i s tort money, they replied that they feared him not, for (iod was stiutiger than he. He finally left when the old man hud given up two dollars n« a compromise,the demand having been for fifty dollar*. / Govrnor Swinford. of Alaska, i la d ;l distinguished caller the other day. This was Kid Yuk, Chief 1 the Hoot/. noo boo or lloocbcuou tribe i-| Indians, K.d Yak wa* accompanied by his valet, says Um t/ei»Z,u,. As a usual thing Iniliims do not hate valet*. but this chief was n big male let Killi’tioo. What he wanted from the governor wa* a commission an policeman so that he could rule his In diant with the auth rity if the United State* b.u king hi* own lie g,,j wlmt he de sired and pur, has. ,1 n |Kilieeman's baton he de |u.rtee| fen Killiarioon accom panied, we presume, by the valet. . An electric boy Iqi* lien on exhibition in Kelinliurg. and a gr ntlemati who wiitef to the electrician ray» tie made such « thorough examination of the ca»e us to uati.fy him that there was no deception. He was a colored Is-y The writer *ay*: “1 had the boy strip|ecd nuked. While thus naked he walked in my pre»n<e, and aim' sat on a wooden scat w ith hia tn t off the ground. In e very position in w hich 1 tried him I found electricity prexvided from his Indy when 1 tom heal it with one finger The electricity came with the greate-at freedom from the upper lialf of hi* bedy. ami especially from hi* tongue.” A prominemt electrician of Philadelphia has rveeised letters patent so» an invon tion which he aays will rvvolutiotuzr the * mail, telegraphic and telephouu vystems now m uae Ilia plan is termed anil elec trs>-pneumatic transit, and iadcerignesl tc carry lettirs and |uu kages from city to city at a rate of nine miles a minute. The tulie will l»e of brass, incaml in iron, through which si close-fitting me talh. carriage containing the article* w.II lie propw ted by a volume of coni prrsMsl an Intermediate citic* and towns will have tulas c, r.necting with the main tube, mid the destination of till carriage will l>e under the control of the o|X'rati»i at tin mainctliiwho will n.au ♦ • "Tub Gr.BAT Goxvtians'' ia thetitle of a Ixxik by Dr. Mathewa. It does l>eat all bow even the beat men will jibe and jeer at the women. One Star. erwatar upon the brow , f Night— Or* star, on* or.lv gem- ■-learr.s Ilk* a jewel rarely bright, ’'pon a queenly fore) d white. La royal diadem ■ in* star npoti the brow of Night In all that greet s fru/i** At, from m if' mU*»n bright, I *it ami b th** corn* n light Os *ui wt leave lb* »ki** Oigh M :,i CanulL Meek Little Simeon Mix •"A h< w.'i« ll' mei-k' st man?'’ ask’ the at< l.i-n. and promptly answ< rs itself by saying, “Mows.” Th< c.itii'hi’m ia wrong. It improba bly e»< i-alil-, however, for tin man who iirote ft w.•* iloiibth - um''.piainti d with I.ttlr Simeon Mix. H this should mine I > the <le of th author of that cheerful |>eeim<ii if .thodox literature, 1 hope be v.ill >•< iisc hi* work in this rcsjiect. The information ~-to nieekm-” should l>c gii ■ n thus (> i”tion Who v.a-th'e meekest man? Answi Little Simeon Mix. Jl> .. i ther< never i-ould have been a man quite as meek as little Simeon was. His name wa* at the head of the Gras* villa Heacou Light as editor, publisher and proprietor, and bo he was; but he had no more tosuy about the way things should lx run in the establishment than the tinki r - apprentice next d<a>r had. Mr. Joshua Boggs, the foreman of the office, was the Ih-acon Light’s dictator, '•ibiwly <i<r thought of going to little Simeon to have anything put in or left out of the pup i. be< au‘c they km w that dr. Hoggs would more than likely kill the onr and put in the o’.hei . so they always a*ked Mr. Hogg* if o and ao could be notieeil, or if meh and such n thing couldn't be passed over. Little Simeon never put his copy on the hook with any thought that it would go in as he wanted it, if it went in at all. ami lie never vent ured to put copy out if Mr. Boggs was looking. He moved about his establish ment as if be were an interloper, liable to lie ordered out at any moment. He al ways spoke to and of his foreman as “Mr. Boggs, ’ but the foreman was never more respectful to little Simeon than to call him “Sim.” He generally addressed him ns “You sap-head.” Mr. Boggs ruled the destinies of the Beacon Light with an iron hand, and little Simeon jar formed the functions of editor, publisher and proprietor with fear and trembling. The publication day of the Beacon Light was Tuesday, and it was little Sim eon’s wi ll known desire to have the pa per printed on Monday night. Consc quentlv, Mr. Boggs issued the paper promptly on Wednesday nlterm ins. A paper dated on Tucsilav, and not coming out until Wednesday, did not strike little Sinici n a.s being good ji iirnali*m, but, of course, he could ugt ''link of suggesting M'Ji ! *° 'l''. Boggs. Dnc night an idea trunk little Sitneop, after he had gone to bed. It w.is such a bold one that it seared him. Why not change the date of the paper t > Wednesday? Thid was the idea. But to carry it into excr cution was what required the nerve. It would never do to let Mr. Boggs know of it. Little Simeon rolled and tosseil for hours on his com h, so burdened was he with his idt;x Finally he crept out of bed, dressed hilituV. stole from the house, and went by a round about way, through daik back itreets, to the ofhee jh'jj-.iieon i.ight. He unlocked the doer, and. with trembling limbs, tip toed into the office, it was his own office, but he felt like a thiH. The forms for the paper were made up and on the stone ready to go to pres* the next day, which was Wcdtii -day. Little Simeon strut ka match., ai d crept up t< thi stone. ’ I.aw said he. “Mr. B igg* knew thi* he’d be mad enough to kill me! I've a noth n tu t to do it. in w.” - But he did. lie lifted out the wonl “Tuesday” anil th* date, and plaeed “W i dm-sday” and the iin responding date in their place. Tlien he bit the office a* »ti ulthily as he had entered, and flew ba; k home a* W the terrible- Mr. Boggs ».« in dose putsu t. Little Sim ion slept not a Wink that fight, ami half dressed himself twice with the intention of pomg back to the office and undoing the bold work he had done. The next morning he had no Courage to go to the offiee, and sent wort! to Mr. Boggs that he was ill. The paper ix'tiie out all right, dati-d Wedneaday. On Tliursday little Simeon went to the office with fear and trembling. He t tfpet-teei a blast from M: H gg* and admitted himself that he dewrveil il. But h< marly tainte-il when Mr Biqjgs greeted him w ith a pleasant saaila, am! said: “Ah’ Gemd morning. Simmx !" Little Simeon filled with remorse. “Mr. Bugg* haan't found tne out yet,” aaid he It'll come by and by.” But it eiidn't. Nothing was said by any one al-out the change in the Beacon Light's publication day Little Simeon lagan io (eel Iwtter ami look u;a>n his little moonlight so-.tp a* a mastci stroke of genii!’. The next week the Beaeon Light's new publi. atiou day came round, but 1.0 *>. aeon Light apjKarod. Mr. Boggs had resentisi the unheard of itfi liter) of litt.i Simeon Mx tn inter fering with the management of tin paper. He brought the R aeon Light out on Thursday, ami on Fhurmlay it cam? out i Ih-lialter, dated M isiucstlav Mr B< gg’B disapproval of his employ er’ll ideazi in journalism was so universal that little Simeon was at last forced to use subterfuge and strategem to make his personality felt in the conduct of the Beacon Light. Thia was suggested to him. however, by Billy I’uterbaugh. the devil of the establishment. Billy was little Simeon's confidant. One night lit tle Simeon and Billy were alone in the office, “Here's an editoriid,” said little Sim eon, “that I'd like to have set double loaded in long primer, but .Mr. Boggs won't let me, it isn't likely.” “Mark it solid nonpareil,” said Billy, without looking up from the exchange he was reading. “W-H-a-t!” raid little Simeon with a start. “Mark it solid nonpareil,” said Billy, “and old Boggs 'll set it double leaded in primer, an' I'll bet on it. ’ “But, law! Billy,” ->aid little Simeon, Igha-t at the tl.ought. “S'posi! he finds u:i out?” Billy shrugged his shoulders and said it was none of his circus, but said that )1‘ 'cd bet his life that if be wanted anything double leaded in a paper of bis, he'd have it double-leaded or bust his bilcr. Little Simeon pondered over the mat ter a minute or two the wrote on the copy “ Solid nonpari il,” ran to the hook and clapped it on. and dashed out of the office like a shot. Next day Mr. Boggs look the copy off the hook. “ ‘Solid nonpareil,’ hey?" said he. We'll solid nonpareil it I” He scratched at little Simeon’s direc tion's and wrote over <t, “Long primer, double lead." Genius triumphed again for the time, but Mr. Boggs found out little Simeon's strategy in some way after a month or so. Little Simeon was satis fied that he was discovered by seeing in the Beacon Light one week after his stirring appeal to the people to support Slocum for Pathmaster set in solid non imreil, ami a half-column communication on the subject of Heridity from a Psychol ogical Point of View, which he had tak en the chance of getting in the paper to oblige a scientific friend, heading the ed itorial column in double leaded long-prim er Then little Simeon knew that it was futile to interfere w hore .Mr. Boggs ruled, and he meekly submitted. Little Simeon was deeply in love with the villiage blacksmith's pretty daughter. She was as meek and quiet and gentle as she was pretty, which is saying a great deal, and she returned little Simeon's love. One Christmas the girls of Grass ville were getting up a little entertain ment lor the benefit of the church, and the blacksmith's lovely daughter was ap pointed a committee to see that proper notice of the affair should be given in thiJ Beacon Light. She told little Simeon that very night that there must be a good notice in the paper that week, for Friday was Christmas. Little Simeon said to his sweetheart that she would have to see Mr. Boggs about the mutter, as he had charge of all such things on the Beacon Light. The blacksmith's pretty daughter went to the newspaper I office the m-xt day. Little Simeon was j out. She walked meekly and quietly up to Mr. Boggs, and, in her gentle way, told him what she wanted, and a-ked him if he would give them a good notice. “Maybe you don't know me, Mr. Boggs?” she said “I'm Mi*s Fry, the black smith's daughter.” "Oh! you are. eh?” said Mr. Boggs, turning about and talking very loud. "Well, there's never been any black smithing done around this office, and there nev i will be as long as I'm here. You can't get any notice in this paper!” Will! It was all that Miss Fry could do to keep back her tears and she hur ried from the ofticc half-scared to death. Ou her way home she met little Simeon. Then she could contain herself no longer, I and began to boo-boo in earnest. As *<>on as she was able she told him how rudely she had been treated by Mr. Boggs, and w hat he had said to her. Little Simeon said nothing, but after leaving the blacksmith's daughter at her house, he walked very rapidly back to the Bi aeon Light office. People that he met turned and looked after him. “What's up with little Simeon !" they said. “Ain't enuy is he?” When bttle Simeon reached the office, he went up stairs three steps at a time. He dashed through the door, and shut it after him with a bang. He never stop ped until he reached Mr. Boggs. Mr. Boggs was a six footer. “She can t get any notice in thisjmper, ehf" yelled little Simeon, and lie sprang ; in the air and hit .Mr. Boggs a thump ; under the ear that dropped him in a heap on the floor. Little Simeon pounces! :on him. He hammered, and clawed, and I kicked. He scattered the aatounded Mr. Boggs about the floor like a bag of chaff. Billy Puterbaugh climbed clear upon his case, and looked down on the frantic little Simco'j with bulging eyes, as he thrashed the hitherto invincibh Mr. Bogu'around. Gallcj s wen piqd. frames upset, and gen eral chaes was apparently approaching. Mr. Boggs seemed utterly helpless in the hands of the infuriated “ttli Simeon, ami after luitting him about like an old. tin -1 kettle, until Billy Ihiterbaugh thought he must surely be dead, .ittle Simeon dragged I :m to th- head es the stairs and tumbled him from top to bottom. “Maybe there'• never been any bla< k amithing done orcund this establish ment,” exclaimed little Simeon, as he < ame back and looked about him, ‘‘but if he don’t think there’s been a little done juat now, then he’s tougher than I think he is!” Then little Simeon sat down in hi’ sanctum. “I 'spose he'll come back and kill me, by and bye," said he, but I don't care a cuss.” But Mr. Boggs didn't come back. The next day little Simeon sat in his office, I uneasy in his mind. The de'or slow ly openeil, and a head done up in bandage and plasters was thrust through the op-ning. Then an altogether broken up individual limja-d in after the head, it was Mr. Boggs. Little Simeon thought the inevitable hail come, and he sprang to his feet to sell his life as dearly as po*- *ible. But Mr. Boggs threw up l.is hands and said imploringly: “Don’t strike me, Mr. Mix!” “Mr. Mix!” exclaimed little Simeon. “The poor fellow is crazy!” Then Mr. Boggs went on to say that he wanted to go to work; that he couldn't 1 be happy outside the Beacon Light office. “Well, Boggsy,” said little Simeon, not w ithout u start, “I guess we can give you a sit. Come around after you get those plasters off. There's a lot of pi lying around this office, and I'll put you to set ting it up. And say. Josh, if you think you'd like' to do something to day, there's a roller to wash, and Billy’s busy. You might tackle that.” “All right, Mr. Mix.” said the con quered Joshua Boggs, and he went in and washed the roller! Little Simeon Mix ten the Beacon Light after that. The publication day was changed back to Tuesday, and the pap' r went to press regularly every Mon day night. Mr. Boggs was always Josh or Boggsy to little Simeon, and little Simeon was always Mr. Mix to the de- j throned dictator. Little Simeon married the blacksmith's pretty daughter, and Mr. Boggs invested three weeks' salary in a wedding present for the bride.—£irZ, .Ifotf in the Journalist. Drug Clerks. “I don't hesitate to say drug clerks are the worst paid of any toilers, and I’ll tell j you how. It takes a young man at least ; three years to learn the business. Then it takes him as long more to get familiar j with the details; so that you may say it j requires five or six years in all. Now, this is so much of the best part of his life thrown away. And for what? Simply to know how to earn sl2 or sl4 a week. A man can earn more than that driving a street car, which requires very little time to learn. The drug business may not be a profession, although it is generally so considered, but, at the very least calcula tion, it cotnes under the head of skilled labor. The clerks are not paid as skilled laborers, though, not by a good round majority. No one will pretend to deny that drug clerks are intelligent. From my experience with men in general I think they compare favorably with any other class and arc far ahead of the aver age. I knew comparatively young drug- } gists who read Latin and Greek with ease and arc excellent English scholars. They study botany, geology and comparative anatomy between prescriptions. One thing is certain. A dunce cannot work long in a drug store. He will be found out before he knows it. As a matter of fact, a dull or careless young man cannot get a diploma from any of the better-class schools of pharmacy. I honestly believe it is harder for a druggist to get his de gree than for a doctor. In some respects his <lut:< * are more responsible. Many a time doctors make mistakes which are corrected at the drug store.”—New 1W Sun. Frost Proof Men. Just u« I regard a frost proof lower ani mal, so also do 1 respect the frost proof higher one, man himself. I can see little to admire in the organization of one who fears the frost; because, whatever Iris mental endowments may be, he lacks an essential of the perfect physicial man, that is, manhood. As for boys they are like persimmons in this, that they neve r approached maturity until the frost has sweetened them; and removed the peculiar acerbity of some green things. The lad who has never gathered shell barks when his fingers tingled, or never brushed the October frost from the clover stubble with his bare feet, has missed an experience in early life which would have wnt him into the world with harder mus cle* and steadier nerves for duties which ; might await his eoniing. Your vigorous men with ruddy faces are of supreme good nature, for “life is sweet to them.” It is the continued dysja ptic who ha* the monopoly of that worst form of ill humor, chronic jaa vishne-ss. Outing. She Was Satisfied. “Doctor,” -aid an old lady to her pliye ii ii.ii, “kin you tell rue how 'tin some folks are ls>rn dumb?” “Why, certainly, nridam." replied the ' doctor. "It is owing to the fact that :tn y come into th< world minus the pow er of speet h.” “La. my!” exclaimed the old ladv; “n< w ju*t st what it is to have a phy*ic eihicstion. I've axed tny ole man a hun dred time* that air *ame thing, and ail that 1 could eve r get out of him w as, j kaee they is!" HUMBLE BIT USEFUL A Short Sketch of the Evolu tion of the Match. How Matches Stand in the World as a Factor of Economy. Tn his address at the opening session of the British association, Prof. Lyon Play fair, M. P., the president, said: “Let nn take a single example of how even a petty manufacture, improved by the teachings of science, affeets the comforts and enlarges the resources of mankind. When I was a boy the only way of ob taining a light was by the tinder-box, with its quadruple materials, flint and steel, burnt rags or tinder, and a sulphur match. If everything went well, ii the box could lie found, and the air was dry, alight could be. obtained in two minutes; but very often the time occupied was much longer, and the process became a great trial to the serenity of the temper. Fhe consequence of this was that afire or burning lamp was kept alight through i the day. Old Gerard, in his herbal, tells us how certain fungi were used to cany tire from one part of the country to the other. The tinder box locg held its position as a great discovery in the arts. The pyxidicula igniaria of the Romans appears to have been much the same implement, though a little ruder than the flint and steel which Philip the Good put into the collar of the Golden Fleece, in 1429, as the representative of high knowl edge in the progress of the arts., It con- I tinned to prevail till 183'3. when phos phorus matches were introduced, though I have been amused to find that there are u few venerable ancients in London who ; will stick to the tinder-box, and for whom a few shops keep a small supply. Phosphorus was no new discovery, for it had been obtained by an Arabian called Bechtel in the eighth century. Howev er, it was forgotten, and it was rediscov ered by Brandt, who made it out of very stinking materials, in 1669. Other dis coveries had, however, to be made before it could be used for lucifer matches. The science of combustion was only de veloped on the discovery of oxygen a century later. Time had to elapse be fore chemical analysis showed the kind of bodies which could be added to phosphorus to make it ignite readily. So it was not till 1833 that matches became a partial success. Intolerable they then were, dangerously inflammable, horribly poisonous to the makers, and injurious to the lungs of consumers. It required another discovery by Schrotterin 1845, to change poiso'nous wax into innocuous red brick phosphorus in order that these de fects might be remedied and to give us the safety match of the present day. Now, what have these successive discov eries in science done for the nation in this single manufacture by an economy of time? If, before 1833, we had made the same, demand for light that we now do when we daily consume eight match es per head of the population, the tinder box' could have supplied the demand under the most favorable conditions by an expenditure of one quarter of an hour. The lucifer match supplies a light in fif teen seconds on each occasion, or in two minutes for the whole day. Putting these differences into a year, the venera ble ancient who still sticks to his tinder box would requfre to spend ninety hours yearly in the production of light, while the user of lucifer matches spends twelve hours; so that the latter has an economy of seventy-eight hours yearly, or about ten working days. Measured by cost of production at 1 shilling 6 pence daily, the economy of time represented in mon ey to our population is £26,000,000 annu ally. This is a curious instance of the manner in which science leads to econo my of time and wealth, even in a small ! manufacture. Gates Ajar. The touching pathos of childhood is I shown in the following: The death of a well-known gentleman had called forth many expressions of sympathy from friends, in the way of a profusion of flowers, in beautiful designs. After they had been placed around him as he lay in the casket, his little daughter Alice, of 4 yeai’s, was led by her mamma into the room to look upon the face of her dead papa. She was naturally attracted bv the flowers, and by the design of “The Gates Ajar.” Her mamma told her that “the beautiful gate” had opened, and pupa had passed through and would never come back to them again. The child looked steadily at her papa's face for a few moments, then climbed up so she i ould reach over and kiss his cold lips, saying: “Papa, dear, speak to me and say you will come to ‘the beautiful gate’ and meet your little Alice some day.”- Button Courier. A Judge's Charge. Tennessee's distinguished historian Judge Haywood, was once presiding in a case w here a woman was being tried lor some offense in which the evidence w a* clearly against her. At the close of the trial the Judge, in giving the case to the jury said: “Gentlemen, you have heard the evidence and you know the law.” Then, after a pause-: “There is no punish ment • man can inflict uponu woman and still be a man." The woman was acquitted j by the jury without leaving the box. PEARLS OF THOUGHT. “ As you love me, let not your tonrni, give way to slang." Air and light are among the best in icines known to man. A sneer is often the weak subterfu--, ' I of imprudent ignorance. The silent eye is often a more poweif-| ! conquerer than the noisy tongue. In your home study refinement unj comfort, but study economy also. If a married couple avoid the first quarrel they will never have a second. No success in life can be so desirable that man can afford to sell his inter- j o T for it. The yoke a man creates for himself ;,y wrong-doing will lined hate in the 1, i. liest nature. Nothing more clearly indicates l>» I true gentleman than a desire evinced ■ oblige or accommodate. » There are three things in speech that ought to be considered before they )re j spoken —the manner, the place and the time. “Chip's” Leller. “Chip,” a Chinese house-servant lon* employed by one family in San Francisco having accumulated a snug little sum of money, recently determined to pay a visit to his relatives in China. Desiring to correspond with the family during his ab sence, and not being able to write in the English language, he hit upon the follow, ling novel expedient: lie applied toj friendly neighbor—a young lady— to write from his dictation, enclose and nJ. dress a letter to his mistress, he taking the same with him for the purpose of mailing from China. A few day before his departure the lady of the house chanced to go into Chip's room, and there saw lying upon the table a sealed letter addressed to herself. Thinking its presence there to be an oversight on the part of Chip in not promptly delivering, she opened the letter, and on reading it discovered the true inwardness of the same. Not wishing to Lave Chip know that she had surprised his little secret, she had a new envelope properly prepared and addressed in close imitation of tne original and left the letter where she had found it. The letter graphically de scribed the trip from San Francisco to Hongkong; it dwelt particularly upon a terrible storm at sea, during which nearly every one was seasick except the writer; Chip's arrival home was touched upon: the joy of his mother and family was feelingly described; finally the date of his intended return was given and a answer requested. Chip, having secured his certficatc, departed hence as arrang 'd, and, sure enough, the last China mail brought the wonderful letter from Chip, and, no doubt, when lie receives the an swer, which was promptly sent, his heart will swell with pride and gratification, and his importance among the circle of his acquaintance in his native home ba duly increased by his foreign correspond ence. — San Francisco Argonaut. The Chinese Minister. A Washington Letter to the Springfield Republican says: The Chinese Minister is a man of 60, who was a Governor of one of the Provinces in China. After lie had made his fortune the Emperor saw that he was getting rich too fast, and, much to his disgust, exiled him here on a salary of $25,000 a year and all expenses paid. For the Chinese Government is liberal. If a dinner is given at the lega tion the Government pays for it, and the same if he travels or keeps a carriage, while all the expenses of the legation are defrayed from home. When he came the Minister left his wives at home, but after a while he had -ent over from China a little thing, not more than 18 years old, and she is the only woman at the lega tion. She is kept very secluded, and only allowed to visit the house of .Mr. Bartlett, formerly correspondent of the Republican and now Secretary to tho legation. About once a week she is driven over and spends the afternoon with the ladies of his family, but they are not allowed to admit others to see her. Then she trips back to her carriage, if a woman on such little feet could I* said to trip, and is not seen cut again for another week. I have known ladies who had an idea of the day she would visit Mrs. Bartlett, to spend the whole after noon in a neighboring window to get a glimpse of her. When the Chinese want to please people they send them some of the finest tea, which comes direct to them, not in the great boxes which you see, but in small cases holding a fe w pounds. This is the finest tea that ever comes to this country, and those who are lucky enough to receive a package prize it very highly. It is a little stronger than the tea you buy at the stores, and so much more fragrant and pleasant to the taste that it hardly seems like the same plant. And I doubt very much whether it is. When He Gets Round. Wife—" John,dear. I notice that your brother James never make* a friendly < ■’ ■ upon us unless he is intoxicated.” Husband—“No, my dear, he doesn t. James reminds me of the moon.” Wise —“Reminds yoi of the moon?" Husband—“ Yes, dear; he never g''- round till he's full.”—it-Non Co .rler.