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TRACE OF MLSD.
FROM OLD ENGLISH POETRY.
(My minil perfect to me joy a kingdom therein 1 is, find
Such
As far exceeds all earthly bliss
That God or nature I hath assigned; would
Though much want that most
have,
Yet still my mind forbids to crave.
Content I live, this is my stay;
I seek no more than may suffice;
I press to bear no haughty sway;
Look what 1 lack my mind supplies.
Lo! thus I triumph like a king.
Content with that my mind doth bring.
I see how plenty surfeits oft; fall;
And hasty climbers soonest
I see that such as sit aloft
Mishap doth threaten most of all;
These get with toil and keep with fear;
Such cares my mind could never bear.
No princely pomp, nor wealthy s'ore,
No force to win a victory,
No wily wit to salve a sore,
No shape to win a lover’s eye;
To none of these I vield as thrall,
For why? my mind despiseth ulL
Some have too much, yet still they crave;
I little have, yet seek no more;
They And are but rich poor, tl tough much they have;
1 am with little store;
They They poor, lack, I I lend; rich; they beg, I I give; live.
they pine,
1 laugh not at another’s loss,
No 1 grudge not at another’s gain;
1 worldly wave my mind can toss;
brook that is another’s bane.
1 fear no foe, nor fawn no friend;
I loathe not fife, norMread mine end.
(My >Jy wealth conscience is health and perfect chief case: defence;
1 clear, my
never seek by bribes to please,
Nor by desert to give offence;
Thus do I five, thus will 1 die;
Would all did so well as 1!
17’0 AT SMILEY S FIRST HUF
FALO.
Gentlemen, one evening, in the
year 185—, when traveling up the
north side of the Platte river, we had
encamped just opposite to that huge
mass of stone called Court house
Rock. Fp to this time we had seen
no buffalo, the Indians having driven
them back to the mountains late the
previous fall to save them from the
rifles of the emigrants, who killed
large numbers of them just for the
sport of the thing. Rut this evening,
just after we halted, one of the hoys
(there were six of us) discovered a
dark object apparently about a mile
distant, which had the appearance
of being one of the mighty bison
that we had so often read of in our
schoolboy days.
In a few seconds all hands were
greatly excited, with the exception
of the subscriber, who had seen a few
of the critters before—as that did
not happen to he the first time he
had been on the boundless prairies.
Our arms consisted of a double
barrreled shot gun, one Kentucky
rifle, and two U. S. rifles, or yagers.
Each man also had a revolver. The
rifle wtjs my own individual proper¬
ty; the other pieces belonged to the
crowd in general. Then came the
j-ush to see who would go. It was
evident that but three could start
out, as the shot gun was of no ac¬
count for such game, and Iliad some
doubt about the yagers. As I was
not anxious to go myself, I proposed
that the other five should draw for
the chance, and whoever got the
largest straw was to have my rifle.
This was agreed to, and Joe Haller
Ned Myers and Fritz Clausen were
the lucky boys. Joe got the rifle.
They got a good supply of ammuni¬
tion and started off in fine spirits.
Neither of them had ever seen a buf¬
falo, and, in fact, but little game ex¬
cept rabbits, squirrels and wild tur¬
keys, and they were very much
elated with the thought of slaying
one of the mighty monsters.
The boys that were left behind
were quite chop-fallen, but I con¬
soled them by telling them that we
should see plenty of buffalo in a few
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“ SCIEXCE A XJ) RELIGIOX; THE G UA III) I A XS OF LIBERTY."
days, and then we Would have some
sport ourselves!
When the hunters had been gone
half an hour they appeared to be still
considerable distance from the game;
fifteen minutes longer, and they dis¬
appeared. We concluded that they
had got into a slough or snail, in
order to approach the bison undis¬
covered, for I had cautioned them
against letting him see them. Pre¬
sently we saw the noble beast sud¬
denly 7 -stop feeding) raise his head
and look towards where he had last
seen the party; and almost at the
same instant we saw a jjjoud of
smoke rise and heard the report of
firearms.
The buffalo did not fall, but soon
went to feeding as quietly as if noth¬
ing had occurred to disturb him.
Soon we heard another volley fired,
hut the critter appeared to take no
notice of it.
It now became so dark that we
could no longer see the monster, hut
firing was kept up for some time.
After the first shot 1 told the hoys
that I had some doubt as to the
animal being a buffalo at all, for they
don’t often stand to be shot at in
that manner.
Well, in about an hour after the
firing ceased, the hunters returned,
wearing very long faces.
“Hello, hoys,” shouted Tom,
“where’s your buffalo?”
“Kuffalo!” replied Joe; “I believe
his hide is wrought iron. I’m sure I
Hit him six or seven times, and it
never made him rise his head after
the first shot.”
“And I know I Hit him several
times,” observed Ned.
“And me, too,” chimed in Fritz;
“I* see ter pallet strike him in ter
same place every time but ter last
time; den I had but von load of
powder and two pullets; so I dinks I
nuts dem both.in, and when 1 pulls
ter drigger, ter first ding wat 1 see
was mineself lavin’ on ter ground
rnit a pleening nose, and I tells you
wat it is, I limits no more puffaloes
mit ein yager.”
After a while, it was settled that
Tom, Joe (as guide) and myself
should take our guns next morning
and proceed in search of the bison,
while the rest of the party kept on
the road.
Weil, in the morning he was no¬
where to he seen; but I concluded
that he was lying down in some low
place, and that we would soon find
him. So we set out, and after walk¬
ing, as near as I could judge, about
three miles, we reached the slough
where the hoys had been the evening
previous.
“Right out there is were we left
him,” observed Joe, pointing to a
little mound about eight hundred
yanks distant, but which he swore
was not forty rods off; “and I expect
lie’s lying down on the other side of
the hillock, and as like as not, stone
dead.”
Presently we saw a dark object
coming out from behind the mound.
“There he is,” whispered Joe;
“drop down so lie can’t see us.”
There he was, sure enough; hut
what, a buffalo! It was only an old
brown ox that had got footsore, and
had been left by some emigrants.
I started towards him, but Joe
caught hold of me, exclaiming, “for
Heaven’s sake, don’t go near him; it’s
dangerous. I’ve read accounts of
people being killed by buffaloes.”
I had given Tom a siy wink. He
saw how matters stood, and dropping
flat upon the ground, he made the
earth fairly shake with laughter.
Joe looked surprised and wanted to
know what he was laughing at.
“At that old ox, to be sure,” I re¬
plied; and I could hold in no longer.
Joe tried to look serious, hut it
was no use, and he soon joined in the
laugh with a good will. We struck
out and joined the rest of the party,
who all had a good laugh when we
told them what the buffalo was.
It was not many days before we
had an opportunity to try our skill
on a genuine buffalo. Sam, Frank
and myself captured the first one.
Joe and Ned established a reputation
WRIGIITSVILLE, GEORGIA, MAY 22, 1880.
as hunters for bison; but Fritz could
never be induced to teks a hand.
“1 shoots no more -ait Uncle Sain
rides, was about an lie would say
when asked to join the chase.
However, he did some good execu¬
tion with the old shot gun among the
hares and sage liens.
After leaving the sweetwater we
saw no more buffalo; but Joe, Ned
and Fritz were often reminded of
their adventure with with the first
buffalo.
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A MA ZIX O . 1 s TR OX OMIC-1L
FA CTS.
Viewed alone, or compared with
terrestrial objects, our earth appears
stupendous. Its boundless oceans,
vast continents, lofty mountains,
mighty rivers, sweeping tempests and
crushing thunderbolts are certainly
objects of might and grandeur wor¬
thy the awe and admiration of every
beholder. Rut when we turn from
the earth and survey the solar syst cm,
and the boundless starry universe
around and beyond, and contemplate
the number and magnitude of these
heavenly bodies, the earth becomes
really insignificant, and we are utter¬
ly lost in wonder and amazement.
Yet, unaided by comparison, the hu¬
man mind utterly fails to comprehend
the bewildering vast ness of what the
eye beholds, to say nothing of the
infinity, beyond the reach of its vi¬
sion, even when aided by the most
powerful telescope.
To assist some of our younger rea¬
ders to form some conception of this
vast ness, we have instituted a few
simple comparisons and facts relative
to the size, distance and velocity of
some of the heavenly bodies, taking
first our earth, moon and sun. r p 0
our eyes the sun and moon appear
to he about equal in size, and only a
trifling distance away, hut the as¬
tronomer has demonstrated that
tliese appearances are very deceptive,
that the moon is really ‘240,000 miles
distant, 2,000 miles in diameter and
1-01 part as large as the earth, while
the sun is 95,000,000 of miles away,
over 889,000 miles in diameter, and
upward of 1,400,000 times as large
as our earth, and over 112,000,000
larger than the moon. To assist in
understanding these figures, let us
suppose the. earth to be represented
by an averaged sized pea, and the
sun to lie an empty receptacle into
which such peas were t<> he poured
until full, about, nine bushels would
he required to fill it; and of moons
similarly represented, six hundred
and twenty-seven bushels would be
required. Again, should the earth
commence to rapidly grow and go
on expanding its dimensions until it
reached out to the moon, filling its
entire orbit, it would then he about
one-half the diameter and one-eighth
the size of the sun; it would have to
continue its growth out and nearly
as far beyond the moon as that is
from the earth before it would attain
to the magnitude of the sun. Should
moons he placed one after another
like mill stones, at intervals of 240,
000 miles, the sanies as that between
the earth and the moon, until they
reached the sun, 400 moons would
he required. Were earths strung
one after another like beads upon a
string, 12,500 would be necessary to
reach to the sun, and were a string
made to reach around the sun, 300
would have to he used. Could we
set out for a journey to the moon,
sun itnd ether heavenly bodies, riding
upon a steam car going at the rate
of twenty-five jniles per hour, riding
night and day, in four hundred days
we could shake hands with the “old
man in the moon,” but we should
have to ride on for four hundred and
fifty years before we could pay a like
compliment to the dw fliers in the
sun. And -should we continue our
visit to the planet Neptune, 7,650
years more would pass before our
car would arrive—should we con
tinue our journey to the nearest fixed
star beyond, we should ride on and
on for 90,000,000 of years before we
would reach our journey’s end, and
then there would he no less stars ami
space beyond.
THE COURSE OF TRUE
LOVE.
All the "world knew, or at least
that part of it that trouble itself
about the matter, that there did not
live in Lakeville a prettier girl than
Miss Lille Johnson, and,furthermore
a handsomer or more agreeable young
man than John Sheldon. All the
village gossips had made , up their
minds long ago, that those two must
eventually become One, and they
were seen together at picnics and
parties so often as to raise the hopes
of the' ’"worthies to the highest
point, and cause them to nod their
heads more significantly than ever.
Hut as several months went on, and
matters seemed no more encourag¬
ing than they had been at the be¬
ginning, their visages lengthened
perceptibly—
Now, the truth was that Miss
Nellie would have been not only
very glad, but very willing to have
the handsome John propose to her
the all-important question; and the
pretty damsel was perplexed, and
n it a little vexed at his tardiness in
in coming to the desired point. And
for another truth—for truth is a
most wholesome and refreshing con¬
diment, and we can’t have too much
of it in these degenerate times—John
was fully as much in love with Nellie
as she was with him. lie thought
of her by day, and then dreamed of
her by night; caught himself signing
her name to business letters and
documents instead of his own, and
came very near exposing himself to
the ridicule of his fellow-clerks forty
times a day.
Why, then, did not the handsome
dolt make known to Nellie the s ate
of liis feelings? The trouble was that
'^ !11 " :ls bashful; and the fear
he might discover that his love
not retWoed, and that he might
cover that, his offer, might he
clined with thanks” deterred him.
A grand picnic was to he field in
a win (I about half a mile from Lakc
ville—dho first picnic of the season.
All the girls, of course, were direct¬
ed to look their prettiest, and the
boatu cxpocteed to exhibit all the
gallantry they were possis‘e.1 of, ill
the inaugural event of the Hummer’s
festivt* ics.
TW: evening previous, as Nellie
had i-pi-cted, Mr Sheldon called to
rcqiut ti e ] riviloge of escorti- g
her next day, which \ as readily
given, accompanied by her sweetest
sniifi-, and alter a few de perate
efforts to start a eonvers: tion upon
indifferent subjects, all the while
long! |ig and yet dreading to iniro
duce tho subject uppermost in his
mind; our friend Joint took Ills leave,
maturing to himself, as he strolled
moodily homeward—
“What a confounded fool I am!
! had-such a good chance to speak
to-night, and I let it slip by me. If
I was only sure she loved me as I do
her—the little darling—it might
give me courage. I declare, I can’t
stand this much longer. I’ll try and
find a chance to speak to her to-mor¬
row, and learn my fate whatever it
may he.”
A merry group gathered the next
morning in front of Fa liter Marin’s
from which place they were to start.
Very lovely Nellie looked in her
jaunty and coquettish hat; and so
thought John Sheldern as he gazed
admiringly down upon the little white
hand that rested upon his arm; and
so likewise thought the gossips, who
had been invited also, as they shook
their heads lugubriously together.
The picnic grounds wero reached,
and still the state of affairs as re¬
garded our hero and heroine was
as distressingly unpromising as
ever. At last ; screwing up liis courage
to tiie highest pitch, John turned to
Nellie as they finished lunch, and
said, with affected careless—
“Suppose we stroll towards the
lake, Niss Johnson. It looks very
inviting down there. Will you
come?”
“Thank you, I will,” and, spring¬
ing up, Nellie took his offered arm,
they sauntered off together,
Reaching the desired spot they
themselves beneath a tree,
while Nellie took off her hat and be¬
gan to play with its ribbons.
“We have had a pleasant day,”
Johy said, at length.
“Yes, very,” smiled Nellie, in
reply.
Nellie laughed, and then was
about to speak, when a voice called
“Sheldon!” and at the same moment
one of the party sprang down before
them.
“I’ve been looking all over for
y 7 ou, Shelden! Won’t you come and
help us put up a swing? it wont take
two minutes!”
“Very well,” and darling to look
at Nellie, who appeared very 7 much
engaged in examining a flower at her
feet, Joint hurried off.
No sooner were they out of sight
than poor Nellie, heartily 7 vexed and
disappointed, hurst into tears.
“I wish that Tom Kay had been
in Guinea before he was ever invited
to this picnic,” she sobbed, “to come
and take John away just as he was
about to—to—” but another hurst of
tears prevented further speech.
She was still sobbing, when she
heard footsteps approaching, and
hastily wiping her ey 7 es, glanced up
to see that John had returned; and
as his quick eye saw the traces of
tears on her cheeks, he bent suddenly
over her.
“What is the matter, Miss John
son: •.)>
“Nothing,” Nellie managed to re
ply.
“Indeed, you are distressed.
Won’t you tell me why?”
Nellie rose desperately to her feet,
hut John placed himself resolutely
in front of her.
Now, our hero had never held
Nellie in his arms before, and the
sensation was so delightful that it
inspired him with courage immedi¬
ately; so he not only supported her,
but elasped her more closely; and
not only 7 that, hut put his hand under
the quivering chin; and not only that,
hut had the audacity to draw the
tearful face to his, and press a long,
loving, triumphant kiss upon the
rosy lips that had tempted him so
often.
A scarlet flush leaped to Nellie’s
cheek as she struggled to free herself
from his arms.
“No, Nellie,” he said, holding her
tighter than ever; “1 will not let you
go until you tell me that I have not
loved in vain. Will you he mine,
darling? If so, raise those sweet lips
and give me a voluntary kiss.”
For a moment Nellie hesitated,
then, with her pretty face all aglow,
she raised her hips to his, and—
well, I believe they’re not finished
yet.
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What 1 Have Seen. —An old man
of experience says; “I have seen a
young man sell a good farm, turn
merchant and die in the insane asy¬
lum; I have seen a farmer travel
about so much that there was noth¬
ing at home worth looking at; I have
seen a tnatt spend more money in
folly than would support his family
in comfort and independence; I have
seen a young girl marry a man of
dissolute habits, and repent of it as
long as she lived; I have seen a
young man depart from truth where
candor and veracity would have
served him to a much better purpose;
I have seen the extravagance and
folly of children bring their parents
to poverty and want, and themselves
to disgrace: I have seen a prudent
and industrious wife retrieve the for¬
tune of a family when the husband
pulled at the other end of the rope.”
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“Sir,” said an astonished landlady
to a traveler who had sent his cup
forward for the seventh time, “you
must be very fond of coffee?” “Yes,
madam,” I am,” he replied, “or I
should never have drunk so much
water to got a little.”
-.-♦ --- - ■.
A calico war is being’Waged be¬
tween the merchants of llawkinsville
In consequence, calico can he bought
there at five cents a yard which
would cost seven and eight cents in
New York.
NO. 1
WOMEX.
Each age in the world’s history
lias been marked by its own peculiar
ideas of women and her relations to
man, and, consequently, to society.
Her Creator, it seems, regarded
her as a help “meet” for man, and
endowed her with gifts and graces,
which, all must confess, pre-eminent¬
ly adapt her to the position she holds
as complement to her liege lord.
The early nations assigned to her
an inferior position from the fact
that she was, as they thought, un¬
fitted trt assist in carrying on those
wars whijeh continually’ ravaged their
territory J This neglect soon reduced
her to a very low, despondent state,
and, as the nations sank gradually
deeper and deeper into barbarism,
she become the common drudge—the
pack-korse of her tribe or nation—and
passed her life in misery and shame.
In the Heroic ages, she rose gradual¬
ly into importance, as being the
source from whence must be derived
the military genius of the country ;
and the great credit assigned to those
Grecian women who trained their
sons for the campaign is best illus¬
trated by the mother of the Gracchii.
In the ages of Chivalry and Knight
errantry, she became the idol, set
apart from all the active duties of
life, confined like some rare exotic
in a place of luxurious security 7 ,and to
defend her honor, or win her appro¬
bation was considered the most
worthy motive that could possibly
occupy the attention of any man.
All these conditions, abnormal in
themselves, had their effect upon her
life and character. During all these
stages of her gradual advancement
from the abject misery of barbarism,
to a proper recognition by the society
which she was created to adorn, her
life was a blank page, or possibly 7 ,
what wa ■ worse, filled with the
foulest thoughts. With the dawn
of the Christian era came the Jight
that was to illuminate the by-ways
of her life, and disclose to her wait¬
ing heart and hands the fields of
labors that beckoned her on to the
harvest. Following the opening
light, she gradually 7 threw off the
manacles which society and conven¬
tionalism had placed upon her; and
rose, step by step, from one degree
of usefulness to another, until to-day
she stands bravely forth, side by side
with her more pretentious brother,
to aid him for the honors that here¬
tofore he had held as his exclusive
right to enjoy.
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New Words. —Words are con¬
stantly increasing in number, and the
greatest recommendation of Web¬
ster’s last edition is, that it contains
ten thousand more words than any
former dictionary. These may not
all be in common use, many of them
may never he used in conversation,
yet it is probably true that a multi¬
tude of words now low, may become
respectable. Idiomatic phrases and
slang words bubble up from fresh
English springs. For example, “You
bet,” is a very emphatic allirmative.
“Get up and get,” is an earnest com¬
mand to go; “pan out,” borrowed
from washing sand for gold, means
turningout; thus a speculation “pans
out,” good or had, as the case may
be; and “shebang” is applied to any
sort of office or shop, while the ex¬
pression “you can’t prove it by me,”
is a general doubt of denial. These
suffice for a few instances.
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A youngster, while warming his
hands over the kitchen fire, was re¬
monstrated with by his father, who
said, “Go ’way from the stove, the
weather is not cold.” The little
fellow, looking up demurely at his
stern parent, replied, “I ain’t heatin’
the weather, I am warming my
hands.”
--«-
“ \Yliy don’t you wear a ‘hush,’
ma?” asked a little hoy. “A hush!
What is that, my dear? I never
heard of such a thing.” “Why, yes
you have, ma. I asked Aunt Mary
what made her back stick out so, and
she said, ‘hush, my dear!’ So you
know what a hush is.”