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i £ ♦ e. w $ ♦ Im YOL. I. DRUG STORE. J. W. BRINSON & CO., DRU6GISTS, Wrightsville, Georgia. Have on hBnd a complete stock of Drags and all other articles usually kept in a First- Class . Drug Store, Which they are selling at prices to suit the times, and are prepared to fill all orders and prescriptions on the shortest possible notice. Dr. J. W. BRINSON continues to prac¬ tice bis profession in its various brances. Office at the Drug Store. W. B. MELL & CO., Wholesale and retail dealers in SADDLES, BRIDLES, HARNESS, Rubber and .Leather BELTING AND PACKING, French and American Calf Skins, Sole, Har¬ ness, Bridle and Patent Leather, WHrPS and SADDLERY WARE, TRUNKS, VALISES, Market Square, Savannah, Ga. Orders by mail promptly attended to. A. M. MATHIS, 'I F.NNILLE, GA., Horsj-Shoeing a Specialty, All work intrusted to my care will receive prompt attention. Charges reasonable and * satisfaction gnaunteed in every instance. SMITH’S HOTEL, W. J. M. SMITH, Agent. Wrightsville, Georgia. Having lately undergone thorough repairs, this Hotel is pr» pared to accommodate the public with the finest the market affords. The highest market prices paid for country produce. Miss Anna R, McWhorter, Wrightsville, Ga., Keeps on hand a nice selection of Millinery aid Fancy Goods SUCH AS LADIE3' HATS, RIBBONS, FLOWERS and TRIMMINGS, In endless variety; also a nice assortment of latest patlerns, ete., all for sale as cheap as the cheapest. I am also prepared to cut, fit and make dresses at short notice. Call on me before purchasing elsewhere. Z. SMITH, Six miles from Tennille, on Wrightsville Road, Is now prepared to make and repair Wagons, Carts, Plows, Etc. I keep constantly on hand a large stook of IJows reasonable and Chairs, which 1 am selling at rates. J. T. & B. J. DENT, Eight miles west of Wiightsviile, Ga. Keep constantly on hand a fine assortment of Pure L'quors, Brandies, Wines, Ales, Lager, Etc., etc.; also Tobacco, Cigars, Candies, Pickles, Oysters, Sardines, and a full line of family GROCERIES! All ol which we will sell at inside figures. Give us a tiial. Respectfully, J. T. & B. J. DENT. A. J. BRADDY & SON, Wrightsville, Ga BLACKSMITH SHOP. A specialty ol Plantation Work. Wagons Buggies, etc., made and repaired. Plows and Plow-Stocks of all kinds, and every kind of Wood and Iron Work done by A. J. BRADDY & SON, Wrightsville,. Ga. John A. Shivers & Son, Tennille, Ga., Are now prepared to build, repair and overhaul Carriages, Buggies,Wagons, &c. We also make a specialty ot One* Horse Wagons. WRIGHTSVILLE, GA., SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER ‘25, 1880. Work and Wait. A husbandman who many years Had plowed his fields and sown in tears, Grew weary with his doubts and fears. “ 1 tail in vain ! These rocks and sands Will yield no harvest to my hands; The best seeds rot in barren lands. My drooping vine is withering; Ho promised grapes its blossoms bring; No birds among its branches sing. My flock is dying on the plain; The heavens are brass—they yield no rain; The earth is iron—I toil in vain !” While yet he spake a breath had stirred His drooping vine, like wing ol bird, And from its leaves a voice he heard: “ The germs and fruit of life must be Forever hid in mystery, Yet none can toil in vain lor Me. A mightier hand, more skilled than thine, Must hang the cluster on the vine, And make the fields with harvest shine. Man can but work; God can create; But they who work, and watch, and wait, Have their reward, though it come late. Look np to heaven ! behold and hear The clonds and thunderings in thine ear— An answer to thy doubts and fear." Ho looked, and lo ! a cloud-draped car, With trailing smoke and flames alar, Was lushing to a distant star. And every thirsty flock and plain Was risiBg up to meet the rain That came to clothe the fields with grain. And on the clouds he saw again The covenant ol God with men, Rewritten with His rainbow pen: “ Seed-time and harvest shall not fail, And through the gates of hell assail, My truth and promise shall prevail." THE HEIRESS. Madge Lambert gavo a vexed little toss of her head—a gesture intended to be awfully annihilating to Mr. Rupert of Chessington, piazza standing on the lower step the at the Sea Spray house. “ Very wcli! Go, of course, Mr. Ches¬ sington. if you prefer; but really I think it is too bad of you!” “ Of course it is,” added pretty little Miss baby-blue Balleray, with the gfftden locks and eyes, that were considered irresistible by the generality of the stern¬ er sex. “ Of course it is too bad, when you know that to a dozen ladies stop¬ ping at the Sea Spray there are only such a very few gentlemen. I know what the trouble is, though, don’t I, Mr. Ches singtonP You’re tired of all of us—the same ones over and over —and you are reserving your forces until the much talked-of and beauty and anxiously-expected ” heir¬ ess arrives Chessington turned lazily around and laughed I afraid I shall have incur “ am to an awful risk in contradicting a lady,” he said, good-naturedly." half Haughty indignant, Madge half Lambert [flashed him a her black sarcastic glance from eyes. “ And then, when she has arrived, I dare say, Mr. Chessington will suddenly lose all his wonderful interest in his solitary sions, while boat rides and fishing excur¬ we forlorn maidens get through the day Mr. as well Chessington, as we can, for lonesomeness. you’re selfish!” “Well, yes—rather, if always want ing the best of everything concerned is what you call selfish,” he said, pleas¬ antly. “ But I’ll redeem my character, by proving to you that which will doubtless Bet your heart at rest. I don’t believe in your wonderful coming beauty and second heiress, place to ’’—and begin then with. his And, in the handsome blue eyes flashed a second—“1 would commit hari-kari before I’d marry an heiress. There! am I vindicated?” He bowe<i and walked off, just a little to the discomfiture of the fair belles on the piazza—went off toward the beach, where his boat and fishing tackie awsflted him, with more of a disgusted, impatient look on his face than was at all customary with him. “ What a lot of idiots a fellow comes across in the course of hi3 life! Because a lot of pretty, chattering girls loose their heads when a wealthy beau comes along, they argue, with a woman’s senseless persistency, and money-seeking that the men are as mercenary Mary Not as if themselves. an heiress! she were beautiful as Venus, and every word Kohinoor!” she dropped was transmitted into a And then Mr. Chessington pushed ofi in his surf boat, dashing like ana sailor-fisher plunging through the breakers a born and bred. To row a mile or so out, straight couple to another fishing boat, containing a and of barefooted little boys of seven ten, with tremendously wide-iimmed hats, and bright, sunburnt faces and big brown eyes. And a tall, gawky la anxious-looking, l of sixteen or seventeen, worried and who was evidently not a little dismay swell ed of at the momentarily-increasing and the freshening wind. the sea south And a young girl, with wonderful, bright lovely gray and eyes—grave, flashing, thoughtful, she looked yet at as Chessington while he rowed nearer and nearer, m response to a hallo from one of the youngsters. decidedly nice-looking girl; hardly A and what one would call pretty, yet the pure, fair complexion, mouth ever so slightly tightly suntanned, the scarlet so closed, braided the waving, in thick, deep gold-colored magnificent hair, a braid, and hanging down made to her waist, whole and the glorious Chessington gray eyes, quite a thor¬ that Rupert admired he pulled alongside. oughly ‘■[You be as in little difficulty,” seem to a he said, as he laid down his oar, and touched his hat courteously. She bowed. “Joe seems to be somewhat demoral¬ ized, I think. There is no danger, is there?” face, Chessington and glanced antics at “ Joe’s” scared the restless of the boys in the little boat. “If you had a man in charge who un¬ derstood his business, there would be no shadow of danger. As it is, this young fellow has no excuse for ventur¬ ing so far out.” “We were fishing,” she said, in a pleasant, think Joe apologetic little way. “ I had Weil,” hardly realized how far we gone. with a swift, troubled little look that was more anxiety than fear, “ we will do the best we can. Per¬ haps you would tell Joe what to do with the boat.” glance. Chessington took in the situation at a “Joe” was too thoroughly scared to be capable of any orders, and, left to the mercy of the freshening wind, the plunging waves, the little boat might or might not reach shore safely. “If you will allow me to exchange places with your pilot, I will row you ashore. I am Rupert Chessington, of Chessington Wall A Van Lawn, brokers, Sea Spray street, house. at present stopping at the He touched his hat again, and bowed slightly, smile, that and smiled—a frank, pleasant was received just as frankly and pleasantly. “ You are very kind, Mr. Chessington, and I will thankfully accept your offer. My name is Jessie Lane.” She laughed, as if the oddness of the mutual introduction amused her, and Mr. Rupert Chessington made up his mind, then and there, that she was the very nicest girl he had met in many a day. “Well, then, Joe, you spring in here and row yourself to shore. You won’t have any trouble to take yourself only, will The you?” alacrity with which the over¬ grown lad changed from the Nellie to the Clytie was sufficient answer, and neither Chessington nor Mis3 Lane could avoid a smile at his expense, as, Chessington seated in the Nellie, Joe rowed off for dear life in the other boat. “I dare say he thought it was ail right,” Jessie said, apologetically. “He had no business to think so, though. Miss Lane, Shall I take you straight back, or would you rather fish awhile If longerP” please, I will “ you go back. Aunt Mattie will be worried about me, and if I should keep dinner waiting—” She leaned contentedly her against the the side of the boat, trailing hand in dashing water, while the two children sat quiet aschurchmice, watching Ches¬ sington, with awe and admiration, as he pulled them spinning long, steady along; strokes, while that sent Cheosing ton— “ She is the most sensible girl I ever came across. Pretty, modest, dignified, pleasant, with no sham reserve about her any more than too much freedom. And what a thorough lady she is! I know it as well as if I had met her a thousand times.” And him, Jessie, her sitting so contentedly op¬ posite shining gray thought—if eyes drooped to the waves, ever there was and a true gentleman, in manner, speech actions, who it was rowing this her hand¬ shore. some stranger was to “If you will tell me.opposite which hotel I am to row you,” he said, as, after a most delightful hour’s conver¬ sation, he rested on his oars, and awaited her command. She Oh, laughed. hotel. I “ not at any am stopping at one of the| fishermen’s cottages, about three miles further down.” Secretly, [Chessington was delighted at the prospect of continuing in her society. “Yes; I know where you mean, I think. The place we call Glen Inlet?” “Yes. And you can’t imagine how crowded lovely it is there—old-fashioned, rather quarters, to be sure, but with not the faintest vestige of anything like style “And or amusement.” actually boarding you are there, Miss Lane? Why didn’t you come to one of the hotels? The Sea Spray, for instance, is a good house, and Jessie a pleasant laughed. company is tnere.” “ Not I! I came to the seashore to en¬ joy and myself, and such get away tilings.” from fashion dress, and “ And you succeeded in enjoying your¬ self P” You “ Admirably—since the first devotee five of weeks the world ago. are that I have seen since I came to Glen Inlet.” Her gray eyes sparkled mischievously. “Isthat really so?” he asked, look¬ ing at her. “I yourself hope, though, you will not condemn to such isolation any join longer—at solitary least from me. May Miss I not your amusement, Lane ? I promise to be your most obedi¬ ent.” A delicious, faint flush crept softly over I her rare, pale face, Ted as and she Rick laughed. “ am not sure will allow And it. she They looked are my the inseparables.” little bare at two foots. ful Chessington of pennies, gravely which he produced a hand¬ gave them. “ Now, and Miss young gentlemen, may I escort you Lane on a charming ex¬ cursion I know of to-morrow P” “ I must make it conditional then,” Jessie said, gaily. “ Please promise me you won’t tell any one there is anybody down at the Inlet, will you? Occasion¬ ally fishing parties come to arrange with Uncle Ben—Icallttie Betlzss Uncle Ben and Aunt always Mattie—horrible, isn’t itP— but I contrive that no one sees me, for I am determined not to be drawn into fashionable society this sum¬ mer, if I cau possibly help it. I don’t want to see company.” don’t regard t i“ But you me as com¬ pany?” He looked with admiring, straight in her and respectful eyes own, that ex¬ quisite little flush warmed her face again. “No, I don’t regard company!” you as After that it was all up with Rupert Chessington, Sea Spray, and he went back to the in love last, acknowledging that he was at and with an unknown obscure girl, who, doubtless for other reasons than her dislike for society, doubtless for pecuniary reasons, was summering He liked at Glen Inlet. her all the better for it, too. He honored her for her sensibleness, and he was over head and ears in love with the dainty, gray-eyed, golden-haired girl. The next three weeks were the most blessed ones he ever had spent in his life. He appalled the souls of Miss Bal¬ leray persistent and Madge Lambert daily, by his dozen friends. neglect of them and their dear He continued his solitary excursions where —solitary till he came to Glen Inlet, Jessie was always ready to ac¬ company witch him, him, until or entertain him, and be¬ loved her dearly, one dearly, day and he told her he that it was the one wish of his life to have her for his wife. And Jessie, with her lovely gray eyes, shadowed with the tenderness of love and trust unspeakable, looked in his handsome, eager face, and told him she had loved him from the moment he had rowed up beside her that summer day. And as he took her in his arms, and imprinted a lover’s ardent kiss on her warm, scarlet mouth, and wrapped his arm about her supple waist, his heart gave great throbs of blissful thanksgiv¬ ing for this blessing on him. The rude piazza of the Sea Spray house with the was a bewildering, gayly-dressed bright scene, half-dozen or so chattering girls standing like in magpies, earnest conversation, Mr. Ches¬ as sington Madge came leisurely to the house. Lambert tossed her pretty dark head, saucily. “There! Didn’t I say Mr. Chessing¬ ton would not fail to be on hand to greet the heiress P You men can’t withstand such a golden temptation. Mr. Ches¬ sington, she has arrived.” “She! Who?” Madge There laughed, isn’t the sarcastically. least “ use ol your pre¬ tending you don’t know who I mean. Your indifference is charming, but not the genuine article. You know I mean the heiress we’ve been expecting so long.” smiled—a of pity coming Chessington him he remembered sort how over as much happier he was than the man who should be fortunate with this wonderful new-comer. “ Yes, I really had forgotten. Arrived, has she?” Miss Balleray went up to him, in her gushing I way. “ prophesy you will be the very first to go wild over her. She is just what I imagine you will like. Great, big gray eyes, and the wonder goldenest hair. And so romantic. I you never came across her in your solitary rambles. She actually old has Bettz, been the staving fisherman’s all summer down at cot¬ tage. But then Jessie Lane always had her own curious tastes and ideas. At all events, she is here now, and I am just dying to introduce you to her Mr. Chessington.” He confounded for minute, stood a while lie tried to realize it. he Jessie, had declared, his darling, the heiress them all, whom he before would sooner commit suicide than marry! Jessie, his gray-eyed, thought¬ ful little girl, in her cheap blue flannel suits, with no gloves or veil on her hands or face, she the great heiress, whose comings and goings, whose doing3 and sayirg3, were chronicled in the daily papers—whose dresses were copied by leas favored mortals, whose presence was as welcome as the sun¬ shine! “ And she is pretty, too,” Madge Lam¬ bert said, a little venomously, as if it were quite a shame. “ I saw her as she went to her room.” Chessington of looked faces, self-possessedly up at the array “ I am glad you think Jessie is pretty. I think she is the loveliest girl living. So you did not know I was engaged to her?” And then followed a sudden lull in the merry pressed chatter, dumfounded that eloquently astonishment ex¬ ?he Chessington’s So Cupid had announcement made. the his own way at sea¬ side, just as surely as though there had been no such thing as fate to overcome. Trades unions (the Celestial Empire says) appear now to to have taken root in Japan. It is reported that owing to the recent rise in the price of rice all the laborers in Gifu, Mino province, made an arrangement among themselves and forced the employers to raise the wages.___ William Rodifer, the Indianapolis burglar shot through the coolness of Mrs. Dr. Walker one recent night, once escaped from prison and rid himself of his ball and chain by lying down by the railroad and letting the wheels of a brance. passing train clip off his incum¬ ___ It is not generally known that if a one-dollar greenback i3 neatly cut in two, each of the halves is good for fifty cents at the Federal treasury. The same process can be carried on till the bill is divided into tenths, without injuring the aliquot value of its parts. A gang of counterfeiters is thought to be doing a thriving business in manu¬ facturing intrinsic value genuine five-cent pieces. The of the coin, which con¬ tains seventy-five per cent, of copper and twenty-five per cent, of nickel, is but a emt and a quarter. An old salt, when asked how far north he had ever been, replied that he had be.e'i so far north that “ the cows, when mLaed beside a red-hot stove, gave ice cream.” Such is the strength of brigandage in Italy that 8,000 rural policemen are cipal kept on duty safe in order traffic. to make the prin¬ routes for FOR THE FAIR SEX. A Professional Beauty’s Children, Apropos of the gayeties at Southsea, in England, there is an amusing story told of Mrs. Cornwallis West, the pro¬ fessional beauty. She and her husband have taken a house belonging to a gen¬ tleman who dislikes children, and one of the conditions of the lease was that no children were to reside in the house. Mr. and Mrs. West are, however, blest with four olive branches, whom they brought with them. The owner of the house, hearing this, wrote a furious letter to Mr. West, who calmly and replied that he had taken the house he should submit to no dictation as to how he was to occupy it. Upon this the owner posted off to Southsea and sought a personal interview. He was met by Mrs. West, who received him with her sweetest smiles and listened patiently Presently, to his angry expostulations, she the bell and the during a appeared. pause, rang “Tell to bring servant nurse down all the children,” she said, quietly, and then turning to her angry visitor with her most fascinating lovely, manner, Mr.-, re¬ marked, “ They are so that I am sure you won’t them.” object It to them need when you have seen hardly be added that the owner left the house completely vanquished. A Costly Necklace. diamonds, New York and is it becoming is claimed a market, the prices for charged there are less than those at London, Paris or Amsterdam. An English earl, on the recommendation of Mrs. Mackey in Paris, recently gave dia¬ a New York house the order for a mond necklace which was to be an ex¬ act fac simile of one worn by the em¬ press of Russia at the time of her daughter’s marriage to the Duke of Ed¬ inburg. This last cost $820,000; but the New York firm agreed to duplicate it for $125,000, and has done so. The necklace consists of fifteen magnificent brilliants, graduated from about the size of a filbert to the central stone of nearly three times that size. The total weight of the fifteen stones is 640 carats. They are linked together by a nearly invisible set ting, so that as they lie on their bed of black velvet in the case, there is nothing to detract from the matchless brilliancy of the diamonds themselves. Besides tha necklace are earrings and a brooch. The earrings are solitaires, weighing twenty-six carats each, in exact harmony, as to color and shape, with the great stones of the necklace. The brooch is made to imitate one ol the heraldic emblems of the earl’s coat of arms. It contains seven large smaller slones, weighing 144 carats, and sixteen diamonds weighing sixty carats. The cost of the earrings and brooch is $35, 000. The whole set, valued at $ 160,000, will be taken to England, and the name of the purchaser will then be made known. Fasltlon Notes. Frog green is a new fall color. Brocaded plush is used for trim¬ ming. Red sashes are worn with blue flannel suits. Handkerchief dresses are shown for little girls. Jet and colored beads still retain their popularity. Plaid dresses have Byron collars and cuffs of velvet. Capucine brown is the new color for woolen costumes. Young girls will wear English walk¬ ing jackets again this season. Shirring is the fashionable trimming for silk and satin mantles. Many imported bonnets are trimmed with cheniile passementerie. Brazilian bugs and beetles are used in profusion upon some of the Paris bonnets. Gold and silver mulle muslins have superseded the gold and silver net of last year. Jersey webbing resembling yard stocking curiasse net is now sold by the for basques. A grotesque ornament for a bonnet is the foot of a bear’s cub in natural fur with claws of French steel. Winter corsages, coats material and from jackets the will be of a different skirts worn with them. The newest round waists have the fronts shirred at the shoulders, and belt, and the back cut perfectly plain. Spanish lace in black and white, wrought with gold, will be used for or • namenting dresses, hats and bonnets. Sailor collars made of two silk hand¬ kerchiefs with a jaunty knot in front are largely patronized by young ladies. 1 “ Satin merveillieuse, with sprinklings feature of gold, silver and jet beads, is a among the new millinery material. No dinner dress is now complete with¬ out a chemisette made of Handsome lace, spangled tulle or silk gauze em¬ broidered with beads. Silver jewelry is more fashionable than gold in England just at present, it wili and 'the indications are that before long become so here. The majority of dressy kilts for boys have caps to correspond. Black evening toilets embroidered with gold are all the rage in Paris. Sash effects are a conspicuous feature of recently-imported costumes. Richly-colored mummy clothes of fine wool are offered for winter wear. Red is more fashionable than white for trimming children’s sailor suits. French gray and ecru felt Derby hats are now worn with light-colored wraps. Small bustles are worn with street toilets* cost,nmes and larger on63 with evening NO. Mrs, Judson’s Ghost. Dr. W ay land, In his “ Life of J udson,” has but feebly portrayed the scene of Mrs. Judson’s funeral. Our decks were crowded with sailors of all nations, and every long line flag of was boats at took half-mast, in awhile a ours tow, and on arrival at the wharf the clergy of every denomination formed the head of the procession, which moved through the main street, while all the shops were closed. the My recollections of Dr. Judson are of most agreeable kind. Deeply afflict¬ ed as he was by his loss, he still main¬ tained a cheerful demeanor, impressing all of us with love and veneration for his character. His life Vas a constant sermon. But scenes like that of the death and funeral they had lately witnessed pre¬ pared of the minds of the crew for the access ing St. Helena superstition. the Soon after leav¬ second mate called me fellow’s suddenly in the .night. The poor tone evinced that he was as much frightened as were the sailors, who, he said, had seen a ghost. “A ghost, Mr. Bronson?” I asked. “ What kind of a ghost?” “ Mrs. Judson’s, sir; we can all see it in the foretop.” “ Pshaw!” “Captain, do come on deck, do, and you will see it for yourself,” replied Mr. Bronson. W ell, as I had never seen a ghost, I complied with his request, and walking into the waist, where the watch were gathered pointed their in stupefied amazement, they foretop, whispering, trembling in fingers to the hushed voices: “ There she is, sir—look at her.” Yes, there she was—a perfect figure of a woman in a white dress, with out¬ stretched arms and a ghastly face. I will confess that no little astonishment was combined with my incredulity. I had been awakened from a sound sleep to behold this visitation with half opened eyes. the But singular in a moment I saw the cause of deception. “ Boys,” the I said, “ who will go with me There into foretop and speak to her?” were brave men among the crew who would have gone aloft on my order to send down a royal yard, even if they side, thought but the mast might go over the now none of them would stir. At last I said: “ Do you think it is my place to go up and stow the top¬ gallant studding-sail?” Then they unders ood the meaning of the apparition. This sail, which when not in use, was lashed against the fore¬ topmast spreading rigging, itself had got adrift, and across to the foremast head, had assumed the wierd and unearthly puzzle appearance of a ghost. So this for metaphysicians was solved. Had I sent the men below and gone up and stowed the sail myself, as I was tempted to do, no argument would have convince 1 them that they had not seen the ghost of Mr3. Judson.— Capfoin John Codman, in Harpers Bazar. Chicago Grain Ilevatois. Their aggregate capacity is 16,840,000 bushels; individual capacity from 90, 000 to 2,000,000 bushels. They are in different parts of the city, but those at the and disposal Quincy of [railroad the Chicago, Burlington third the whole give neatly one of capacity. One of the newest of them, Armour Dole & Co.’s elevator “ D,” may be taken as what it is the fashion to call a “ representative ” el6vator. It certain !y is a very fine one, and should be seen by all inquiring visitors. It was begun in 1875, is 386 feet long, 100 feet wide, and 145 feet high, required its five million and feet of lum¬ ber in construction, cost $35,000. One can easily obtain permission to in¬ spect it, and ignorance, the superintendent will en¬ lighten qualify his his knowledge, or the increase and as case may be. He is conducted to a little “ eleva¬ tor” (here is this confusion of names again; it is what our English friends call a “ lift ”), and hoisted to the top floor. At one end he sees, swiftly pass¬ ing over a shaft, the largest belt in the United States, 280 feet in length, and eighty inches in width. Below him are great scales, and bins sixty feet deep. A fine and suggestive dust gradually cjvers his clothes, as he listens to the him polite that cicerone, there who is tell¬ six ing standard Fairb are scales twenty in the inns b tilding, and that they weigh so accu¬ rately that in an aggregate of six car loads there was only a shortage of thirty p unds between “St. Joe” and Chicago. But “look out for the engine when in below the full bell rings.” in A train bulk. has Into come of grain a car goes a great shute, or nozzle; somebody lias pulls a lever, and, presto 1 away gone that grain up into a weighing bin, then down into another receptacle of profundity and security. It dawns on the observer’s mind that one man’s property is man’s. by no means kept separate from another This grain is all graded by a State in¬ spector ; it is “weighed needful in” and “weighed that the out,” and all that is should is be homo¬ c intents of each bin geneous. But here comes another train —empty cars to be filled for the East. Men wanted, with shovels, to labori¬ all. ously handle the grain? again, Not boards at Down comes that shute are put across the doorways of the car3, and In one of them after another the grain runs up foot by foot. In less time than any one would think car—the possible—a train is few minutes to each entirely loaded, its doors are closed, and the engine is drawing it out again, to be delivered to one of the Eastern trunk ines.— Harper's Magazine. At certain places in Virginia, there along the Pamunky river, where are great numbers of fresh-water mussels, it is impossible to raise ducks, because at low water the ducklings are caught by the mussels, and held until drowned by the rising tide. A Monnt Pulaski (Iowa) yard man in the set out a willow twig’in his year 1846, and to-day it measures live feet through the body, and o'vsts a shade seventy-two feet across at noon.