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i i • . * n 1 Paulding mmm Record. GEO. WOODS & 00., Proprietors. THE BOBOLINK. * Once, upon a golden afternoon, With radiant faces and hearts in tune, Two fond lovers, in dreaming mood, Threaded a rural solitude. a Wholly happy, they only knew That the earth was bright and the sky was blue • That light, and beauty, and joy, and soug Charmed the way as they passed along; The air was fragrant with wood and scents— The squirrel frisked an the roadside fence— And hovering near them, “ Chet, chee, chink?” Queried the curious bobolink. Pausing and peering with sidelong bead, As saucily questioning all they said; While the ox-eye danced on its slender stem, And all glad nature rejoiced with them. Over the odorous fields were strown Wilting winrowß of grass new mown, And rosy billows of clover bloom Surged in the sunshine and breathed perfume. Swinging low on a slender limb, The sparrow warbled his wedding hymn, And balancing on a blackberry brier, The bobolink sung with his heart on Are— M Chink ! If you wish to kiss her , do ! Do it /do it! You coward , you ! Kiss her ! kiss , kiss her l Who will see ? Only -we three ! ufe three t we three t" Under the garlands of drooping vines. Through dim vistas of sweet-breathed pines, Past wide meadow-fields, lately mowed, Wandered the indolent country road, The lovers followed it, listening still, And, loitering slowly, as lovers will, Entered a gray-roofed bridge that lay Dusk and cool, in their pleasant way. Under its arch a smooth, brown stream, Silently glided with glint and gleam, Shaded by graceful elms which spread, Their verdurous canopy overhead— Tho stream so rarrow, the boughs so wide, They mot ana mingled across the tide, Alders loved it, and seemed toTceep Patient watch as it lay asleep, lyiirroring clearly the trees and sky, And the flitting form cf the dragon-fly— Save where the swift-winged swallows played In ana out in the sun and shade. And darting and circling in merry chase, Dipped and dimpled its clear, dark face. Fluttering lightly from brink to brink, Fdnowed the garrulous bobolink, Rallying loudly with mirthful din, The pair who lingered unseen within, And when from the friendly bridge at last Into the road beyond they parsed. Again beside them the tempter went, * Keeping ihe thread of his argument— ** KisS her 1 kiss her ) chink-a-otiee-chee I Dll not mention it I Don't mind me l Til he sentinelrrj can see All around from this tall heach-tree l” But ah! they noted—nor deemed it strange— In'hls rollicking oborns a trifling change— <£ Do it ! do it /"—with might and main Wat bled the tell-tale—“ do • it again l ” * —Aldine. A PLAN THAT_WOULDN’T WORK. BY EBEN E. REXFORD. Belle Browning had a good many pe culiarities. Sbe was fond of reading novels for one thing, and liked to have things happen romantically. Anything that did happen in that way—and she had lived long enough to know that that wasn’t often—was of much more im portance in her estimation than the common run of occurrences. And then another of her little peculiarities was that she liked to have her own way and make other people do pretty nearly as she wanted them to. Her temper was rather peculiar, too. Sometimes she was all sunshine and sweetness; some times she wasn't. After having given you this brief description of some of her peculiarities you will readily under stand that Belle wasn’t very unlike a good many girls you know. When a party of our young people were out boat-riding one day the boat capsized and Belle, among the others, fell into the water, taking the starch out of her raffles and the crimp out of her hain But she didn’t care for that because the affair was eo romantic. There wasn’t the least bit of danger, for the water wasn’t more than three feet deep in any place. But Belle screamed for seme one to save her, and •dial'll) Loring picked her up and swam to shore with her, Bhe told her friends, jUst as shfe was going down for the sec ond time. It must have been queer swimming, but then it did to tell. In fact, in the way Bello told it it made quite apretty- story, and if you hadn’t : kno\vu tho circumstances of the case you would have beeu quite apt to think Ralph Loring a hero. ■. Belle had had quite a liking for Ralph for some time. He was good-looking, smart and well-to-do. In fact, he was one of the best catches” in the place. When the very romantic episode of the boat’s-feeing capsized took place she declared tha t he had saved her life, told herself thattshe owed him her gratitude C.-ld love a.ud proceeded to make herself agreeablct The result of it was that Ralph suddenly became attentive and TjyvMyl by proposed marriage and was accepted. Matters stood in that way when Capt. Do Vanx came to town. Where tho captain was from and what he "was cap tain of no one koew. He was good looking, stylish and well-dressed. He bad any amount of assurance and in sinuated himself into tho best society at once, and nobody asked for his cre dentials. “He is snch a romantic-looking fel low,” declared Belle to Ralph one day ; “don’t you think so?” " No, I don’t,” answered Ralph, de cidedly ; “I think he is a very cheeky - looking fellow, to say the least, and I’m considerably mistaken if he would be willing to havehis affairs inquired into.-” Ralph had taken a strong dislike to him from the very first. “I hope you aren’t jealous,” said Belle, with a provoking laugh. “Not at all, thank you,” answered Ralph. Belle determined to have some sport. She would flirt with De Vanx and make Ralph terribly jealous. When .she got ready to do so she would send the cap tain about his business and let Ralph see that she had been amusing herself at his expense. ' “It’y be just jelly,” declared Belle. * • .The very next time they were out in company together she beset Capt. De ‘ffigEr-wfftrerer-fogoinations, aud that ®Sntleman prove3*ny*t!Ssy and willing JTvictim. Ralph watAfied'fnS j5WgreKS of “ affairs with a keen eye. Af 1 Belle.” he said to her one day, “do ■JgTi think you are doing just right?” ■L“Doing' just right?” replied Belle. (•What do you mean ?” “ You know well enough,” answered Ralph. “ Flirting with De Vanx and making him believe, like enough, that you are in earnest.” “ Oh, it’s such fun 1” laughed Belle, carelessly. “ Did you Bee how devoted he was last night?” “ I saw how thoughtless you were,” answered Ralph, gravely. “ You may not like what I am going to say, Belle, but I shall run the risk of your displeas ure; It doesn’t seem just the thing for a yonng woman who is engaged to be married to be flirting with a stranger as you are with De Vanx.” “Indeed!” said Belle, lifting her eyebrows ; “I don’t think that remark exactly original. Seems to me I have heard it before somewhere.” “Do be in earnest for once, Belle,” Ralph exclaimed, really provoked. ‘‘ If yon would only stop to think you’d son how foolish your conduct is. You’d > f- ' <T • - “It occurs to me that you have as sumed the right to lecture me quite early in the day,” retorted Belle, with dignity, before he could go on. “Don’t go tod far.” “I am not lecturing you,” he an swered. ‘/What do you call it? I should like to know.” “ I am merely giving- you a little ad vice,” replied Ralph. “I wasn’t aware that anyone had asked*for any,” said Belle, with a good deal of sarcasm in her tools. “ No, hut then people who don’t ask advice often need it,” answered Ralph, meaningly. “If they were only sensi ble enough to take it it would do them a world of good sometimes.” Belle’s eyes flashed fire. “I haven’t asked any advice from you,” she said, indignantly, “and, what is more, I don’t intend to. I know what Fm about “I doubt it,” interrupted Ralph. “And I know enough to mind my own business, too,” went on Belle. “I wish other people did.” That was their first quarrel. Balph left her, feeling very angry. He had tried to reason with her and found her wholly unreasonable. She rather en joyed it. In novels lovers always quar reled. Their courtship would have been humdrum enough without some spice of that character in it. “ I’ll show him who’s master,” she said when he was gone. “ The idea of his dictating to me 1 I’ll make him more jealous than he is now before I’m through, and I’ll bring him to my terms, too.” Which assertion was a rather broad one to make, considering the cir cumstances of the case. Ralph had hoped that Belle would look at the matter sensibly after her anger had cooled ; but, not being fa mous doing sensible things, she dis appoi’ him. The very next day she went at riding with Capt. De Vaux, and a day or two after that he took her to a concert. Ralph began to feel grieved and indignant. He couldn’t be deaf to the covert remarks of his friends. Belle’s actions were beginning to rouse talk. Everybody knew that they were engaged. Knowing this, and seeing how intimate she was with De Vaux, it wasn’t to be wondered at that they gossipped over the matter. It isn’t a very pleasant feeling, I im agine, to be in Ralph’s place—to hear yonr friends discussing tho doings of your promised wife, and wondering what you are going to do about it. Ralph bore it as long as he could. He went to see Belle one day, determined to come to some sort of an understand ing. He met Capt. De Vanx as ho went in. That gentleman smiled inso lently on his rival. Ralph wanted to give him a good horse-whipping. It would- have served as an escape-valve for some of his ugly feelings if he could have done so. “Oh, you ought to havo come be fore,” cried Belle, with effusion; “Capt. De Vanx has been singing duets with me. -Btfch a beautiful tenor voice as he has ! Yon never heard him sing did yon ?” “I haven’t had the pleasure,” answer ed Ralph, dryly. “ Come up to-morrow evening,” said Belle. “ He’s coming over to practice with me again. You’d just enjoy listen ing to him. I never hoard anyone sing ‘luanita’ so exquisitely as he does— never! He throws so much passion into it. I was really charmed, I assure you.” “No doubt of it,” said Ralph. “ And you’d enjoy his company so much,” rattled on Belle, thinking, I suppose, that she was doing something remarkably brilliant. “ I do. He’s so witty ; he keeps me laughing half the time. I don’t think I ever enjoyed a gentleman’s society so much before.” “Probably not,” retorted Ralph. He was beginning to get thoroughly dis gusted. He had thought Belle much more womanly than she was. He had deceived himself. Now his eyes were beginning to get opened. “And his—” began Belle ; but Ralph stopped her. “ \Ve will take all yon are going to jay for granted,” he said. “I have come to talk soberly with you, Belle. 1 have borne your oonduct long enough. If yoti are to be my wife, you? flirta tions with De Vaux must, terminate at once. I have a right to- ask that of you.” “Really!” Belle smiled scornfully, “ so you aro going to dictate, are vou?” “Not. at all,” answered Balph. “You must act as yon please, lam merely telling yon how the matter stands. You are engaged to me As my prom , ised wife you have no right to act as yon are doing. You canjbut acknowl edge that, il you will stop long enough to think. If 1 were to go on as yon have bn going tin, I imagine yon would be quite sure to-see the matter DALLAS, GEORGIA SEARCH 19, 1875. in its true light. I have as good a right to demand you to stop such' con duct as you would have to demand the same of me. I think you have been, thoughtless, and am willing to let ail ill-feeling drop provided you do aS Task you to.” "■ “ And if I do not ?” demanded Belle, haughtily. “ Then you may consider that all is over between us, _ Ralph replied. “Very well,” answered Belle; “here is vour ring, and—good-morning. ” Ralph took the ring and bowed him self ou£, feeling quite as much relieved as disappointed: He saw that she was not the woman ho wanted. She could never make him happy. He bad had a lucky escape. Belle watched him go with very angry eyes. He had told her the truth and she had acknowledged it.- But she wasn’t going to give up in that wav. 43he had too much “spirit,” she told, herself. Too much foolish, silly obsti nacy would*have hit it. “He’ll come around in time,” she said. “ He'll get over this when De Vaux goes away. Pm not going to be tied up to any man before Pm married. Til let him know that he can’t bend me around his little finger.” a The summer went by. Ralph didn’t “ come around” as Belle had expected he would. He met her in society and never showed any signs of the wound she was foolish enough to think she had given him. He seemed to enjoy life qnite the same as ever. .Sheconcluded he was “weAijpg a mask.” People with wounded hearts usually die in novels, Belle recollected.* Capt. De Vans went away, and then Belle was confident that Balph would return to his allegiance, but he didn’t seem inclined. “ He’s Wiring for me to give him some most likely,” Belle fftonght, and she straightway proceeded to engpurage him by making, or trying to make, herself very fascinat ing and agreeable. But Ralph wouldn’t be fascinated. He repelled all her ad vances, coldly and politely. “ He’s obstinate declared Belle. “I’ll have to ask him to forgive me, and than —” She confidently expected that that would bring him to terms. One evening, at & party, she tried her plan. They were in the conservatory. She was looking pale and interesting. At least she thought so. Ralph didn’t seem to think much about it. “I’ve been wanting to say something, to you for a long time,” she said, put * ting her handkerchief to her eyes, “ I see now bow she couldn’t bear to say how foolish and silly— “ how thoughtless I was, and I’m sorry that I wounded your feelings so, Ralph. If you could forgive me and be my friend still! if nothing more—” She believed that would fetch him. At least it usually did in romances. “I’m perfectly willing to be your friend, if you want me,” answered Ralph, feeling a desire to laugh. He understood her perfetly. Ho only won dered how he could have been foolish enough to fancy her. “I do want you to,” said Belle, brokenly. “If you only knew how many times I have regretted my thoughtless conduct, Ralph”—with a sorrowful sigh and a glance out of the corner of her eye to see if he was about to capitulate. “I—l’ve missed yonr ring from my finger, Ralph, so much.” “Ah?” Ralph had to smile at that stroke of Belle’s. “It. never fitted you exactly; if you have noticed, it fits Allie Brayton’s finger beautifully.” “ Belle"turned pale. She understood what Ralph meant.. Ho hud been with Miss Braytonji fiSgod deal lately but she hadn’t that lie-thought of marrying her. “ jou don’t mean to say ” she stammered. “ That I am engaged to Miss Bray ton? Yes, I do,” answered Ralph. “I shall be pleased to see you and Capt. De Vaux at the wedding, which takes place on Christmas.” Belle burst into tears. She was never so vexed and angry before. The affair hadn’t turned out at all as such affairs always did in novels. She was mad and disgusted aud mortified. “You’re a wretch!” she sobbed. “You wouldn’t care if you broke my heart. Oh! Oh !” “ Sha’n’t I call someone ?” suggested Ralph, smiling cruelly. Belle concluded she wouldn’t .faint then but postponed that demonstration of the state of her feelings for an in definite period.— Rural New Yorker. —One of the boys justjbeforc return ing to Cornell, the other day, sent a yonng lady friend of his a cake of Lubin’a finest variety of toilet soap, with the request that she would draw no inference on receiving such a gift-. The next day the young man was some what astonished when he received a let ter from the young lady containing the present of a ‘fine-tooth comb, with the tequest that he would draw no infer ences therefrom. —A novelty in the mode of hanging criminals was recently introduced at Newgate, England, instead of ereot ing the usual scaffold above ground, a pit was dug in the soil, and a trap door made level with the ground, opening into the pit. The convict was pinioned by the executioner on the top of the trap, and at a given signal the drop fell, and the unfortunate ceased to live. —Lenten dinners are becoming fash ionable, the aim being to give as great variety as possible in the kinds and cookery of fish. A printed bill of fare on one of these occasions mentioned fifteen different fish- served in a mul tiplicity of ways. • • . Hasty Burials. * On the left-hand side of the carriage way, as you enter Pere la Chaise, in Pariac stands an immense square build ing called Le Mortuaire Publique. Here the dead are left for a time prior to tbeir final deposit, and morning and evening each body is carefully exam ined, and indications of retarding vital ity watched. The lids of the coffins are left open, and every means are ready. it band to sound the alarm in cate of returning life, and to resusci tate those who show any sivns of re turning consciousness. The French poop! oh are a morbid fear of being Mused alive, and the state of catalepsy, Jtith its various phases, has for a num ber of years been the subject of mature fchmight among the physicians of Tuo danger of hasty sepulture hae received so many illustrations in the United States as to make it a ques tion open to grave discussion and re tain). The percentage of those awaken ing from tbeir long sleep, according to French statistics, is about one in 400, and the probabilities are that in Eng land, where the period between death andb urial is generally six days, and in A&erica, where the dead are thrust out "f sight as quick as possible, the per centage is considerably greater. Un necessary haste characterizes most of our doingfbpon this side of the ocean ; but in no particular are we more inju dicious, more guilty of want of feeling and scientific shortsightedness than in the rapidity with which we dispose of oar dead. In the experience of a medical stu dent, published in the January number of the Inland Monthly, by’ Enrique Parmer, we find several well-authenti cated oases, sufficient to fill the mind with horror and to turn the thoughts backward to many faces whose lifelike expression upon their day of departure from the light of heaven has remained indelibly impressed upon our memo ries. We have first the case of a strong man who dropped away suddenly, was put in the gravq and the sods stamped upon bi* coffin. Four days afterward the body was found twisted round, an ankle dislocated, hair tnrned white and torn ont, and featnres distorted in a terrible manner. There is next the case of a young lady, beautiful in per son and accomplishment,. laid away hurriedly. Upon removing her remains to another cemetery the ODen coffin dis closed a gashed face, lacerated breast and arms, tofts of hair strewn abont, feet drawn np as is if in wild effort for •release,' the finely-chiseled featnres soarred by finger-nails. Less than a score of years ago a yonng man, six days after burial, was found turned on nis face, with one arm bitten to the bone and other evidences of a frightful death-wrestle. In the various grave yards of the land, where cemeteries have been dug over and exhumed, there have been often found bodies or skele tons turned over on their sides or faces, with knees drawn up, joints distended, handsclenched.arms thrust against their narrow prison-house, fingers twisted in the hair, and numerous other evidences of a struggle too horrible and agoniz ing to dream of. In the old burial j ground in the city of Brooklyn there was found the corpse of a yonng bride, dressed in wedding garments of the richest white satin, with bridal veil, riDg, and all the evidences of wealth and position. The skeleton was found twisted and displaced, and the gar ments grasped as if in a vise in the clenched fiinger-bones ; even tho long, raven tresses, which were as glossy and perfect as ever, were bit fast in tho fleshless teeth, as with the final de spairing agony of death. Numerous cases of a similar kind have happened here and in England. Only last year a woman died in Pennsylvania and was buried. When her husband, who had been absent at the time of her death, re turned, he insisted npon exhumation, and to the -unutterable dismay of all the body was found lying upo- its Lee. the shrond covered with blood, the flesh torn from the loft shoulder, with every ! mark that a fearful struggle had taken, place. But the most singular case recorded by the medical student is one which came under his own knowledge and manipulation. Among his ac quaintances he numbered a young and beautiful girl. Miss ——, for whom he cherished a sincere and romantic attach ment. Te his infinite astonishment he read in the morning paper that she had just died and would be buried to-mor row. Hurrying to the house he found that the young girl had died of heart disease, and that the old family physi cian had pronounced life extinct. Her appearance, connected with this sudden taking-off, convinced him that she was only in a trance. He waited upon the physician, implored him to delay this interment—in vain. There was a fine funeral, an eloquent sermon, tears and flowers - all in proper form—and the fair being was laid in the dnst and shut out forever from life and light. As the clock tolled the hour of midnight the young student, with the assistance of a friend, stood at the grave. Spreading a blanket upon the earth, they cut- the sod and began their work. In a few minutes the spade touohcd the head of the coffin aud, upon removing the nails, a deep groan smote npon their ears. As the student cautiously put his hand within the coffin to lift the body out, the hand of the girl, which was laid palm downwards over her eyes and forehead, clutched the hand that touch ed her like a vise, the mouth at the same time uttering a most agonizing groan. Wrapping the body in blank ets, the two students bore it swiftly to their sanctum, dosed the door, and there a sight revealed itself which chilled the youths with terror ami re morse. The lip was bitten through, i | shreds of raven hair were twisted round ! the fingers, and the left wrist was dis located ia the unavailing efforts of the poor creature to free herself from mis ery. Once, only once, under the influ ence of a powerful battery, did she open her eyes. But all was over—she was dead—killed by heartless custom, unseemly haste and burial ignorance. There are many reasons why hasty burials are injudicious, not to say in decorous and unfeeling. The use of opiates and the increase of nervous diseases in the United States have cer tainly had a tendency to develop cases of catalepsy or trance. A man sud denly stricken down with apoplexy, palsy, epilepsy or someone of the many forms of brain disease ; appar ently life has departed, and he is im mediately shut up in a box, prayed over and Ipirried away with unneces sary haste to his last resting-place. In the heat of summer it is of course desirable that speedy interment should take place, but that very heat soonest develops the sign which no eyes can mistake—the presence of decomposi tion. Until the phenomenon has taken place it is neither right, reasonable nor in accordance with common feeling and’ decency that a body which has lived its little life should be consigned to the dnst fresh from which it sprung. —Chicago Inter-Ocean. Indigo and its Preparation The dje called “indigo” is obtained from an herbaceous plant cultivated on large plantations in India. It is cut close to the ground with reaping-hooks and tied into bundles ; these bundles on arriving at the factory are messnred by a chain, being paid for to the ryots at a fixed rate of so many bundles for a rupee, each man getting a paper stating the number of bundles he has given in each day. A sufficient quantity of plant having arrived, the filling of the vats commences, the bundles of plant are put into the upper row of vats till they are filled, bamboos are laid across, and two. heavy beams of wood are tightly screwed down over them. The filling of the vats being completed, j water is pumped into them from a res ervoir close at hand, these pumps being worked by coolies’ feet treading them, something after the fashion of a tread mill. The plant is left steepiog, ac cording to the weather, from eight to ten hours, it being the duty of the “rung mistree”—the man who looks after the details of the manufacturing— to say when the plugs closing the open ings leading from the higher to the lower vats are to be reopened and the water allowed to flow into the lower vats. This done, the beaters get in, eight men to each vat, and commence beating the water with long poles shaped like paddles. The beating of the vats generally takes about two hours. The beaters present a most ex traordinary appearance as they step out from the vats, dyed from head to foot a dark blue, which gives their bronze skins a curious tinge by which vat coolies may be known for weeks after the manufacturing. The beating of the vats over the indigo subeides ; the waste water is carried off by means of a drain, and the indigo flows hy anotner drain to the reservoir, whence it is pumped into the boiler, boiled, run off to a table, pressed, and carried to the drying-house as before described ; from the time the plant is cut till the mdigo reaches the drying-house occupying from two to three days. On the proper steeping, bearing, and boiling of the indigo in a great measure depends the quality of the produce, though the soil on which it is grown and the water in which it is steeped also materially affect it. The manufacturing season general ly lasts about six weeks, and the indigo is fit for packing about the beginning of November. Before packing com mences sample cakes of each day’s manufacture are examined, and the in digo arranged according to color, so that each chest may be of as uniform a quality as possible. Sheep on a Farm. Sheep are undervalued By the mass j laud-holders as a means of keeping up j the fertility of the soil and putting j money into the pockets of farmers. ! The moment one begins to talk of sheep husbandry, the listener or reader j begins to look "for wool quotations, as if wocl was all that yields profit from sheep. One might as well look for wheat quotations alone when there is j talk about the profit of farming. Sheep on a farm yield both wool and j mutton. They multiply with great rapidity. They are the best of farm j scavengers. “ cleaning a field” as no other class of animals will. They give' back to the farm more in proportion to ! what they take from it than any other : animal, and distribute it better with a j view to the future fertility of the soil. ; Prove this ? There is no need of proof j to those who have kept sheep, and know their habits and the profits they yield. To prove it to those who have not the experience, it is necessary they should trythe experiment or accept the testimony of an experienced shepherd. Bnt the live stock of a farm should not, necessarily, be sheep, exclusively. I Cattle, horses, swine, have their re spective places in the farm economy. ! How many of each to keep is a ques | tion that locality, character of markets, adaptation of soil, predisposition, taste i and skill of the husbandman must de cide. But one thing ought not to b 9 f rgotten, that the more stock a man keeps on his farm the more grass and it ought to, and, if properly managed, it will grow. The rates of increase will correspond with the business tact, technical and practical knowledge, aid skill of the husbandman.— New York World. VOLUME I. NUMBER 5. FACTS AND FANCIES. —Transmission of money by post in Russia is expressly forbidden, and the money is liable to confiscation. —Red used on a railroad signifies danger, and savs stop. It is the same thing displayed on a man’s nose. —A person of inquiring turn of mind asked, “ Does the Lord love a man who spends at a church festival the money he owes his washerwoman?” A $1,400,000,000 tract deed has just been put on reccord in Denver. Rich men have to study arithmetic out there. —What sort of grammar ia it which compels a person to say, “I saw four deer in one drove,” but won’t let him say, “ there are ten hog in the garden?” —A tract on “The Wickedness of Gluttony” is. said to have been found among the good things sent to the Kan sas grasshopper sufferers. —Texas towns are peculiar. An ex asperated Dallas paper asks : “Is there no ordinance to prevent the firing off of pistols as a means of alarm in cases of fire?” —ln an English town twenty barrels of gun-powder were taken from a shop and put in a cart. The driver mounted, sat on one of the barrels, lighted his pipe and drove away. —A matter-of-fact doctor’s wife at tempted to move him by tears. “Ah!” said he, “tears are useless. I have analayzed them. They contain a little phosphate of lime, some chlorate of lime and water. ” —A lamp chimney may be made al most indestructable by putting it over the fire in a vessel of hot water and let ting it remain until the water boils. It will be found that boiling toughens in this case. —The newspaper reporters of Chicago propose to give a theatrical entertain ment at an early day for the benefit of the poor of that city- It will not be advisable to marry into a poor family, though, on this account. —Mr. George Smith has discovered among the Assyrian tablets in the Brit ish museum the legend of the building of the Tower of BabeL The discovery is quite as important as that of the tablet relating to the deluge, made known by the same gentleman. —Sentiment is nothing but senti ment. An ex-army captain, lin Col orado, when dying, asked the boys to wrap the old flag around him. They had no flag, and so they wrapped him in a coffee-sack, and he exclaimed: “ Ah! may you all die as proudly ! ” —Alexander Dumas, it is said, never sketches a scheme for any of his pieces. He takes for a four-act piece seventy seven big pages of bine paper. He devotes twenty pages each to the first, second and third acts, and seventeen to the last. —You're right there. Tookey. There’s allays two ’pinions. There’s the ’pinion a man has of himsen, and there’s the ’pinion other folks have on him. Ther’d by two ’pinions abont a cracked bell if the hell could hear itself. —A dry goods clerk lately dropped senseless" behind the counter while waiting on customers. The female cus tomer for whom he had palled down every bolt of calico on the shelves quietly requested the proprietor to re move the incumbrance and send on an other clerk. “’—When a girl crops her front hair and pulls it down over her forehead like a Mexican Mustang, and then ties a piece cf red velvet ronnd her neck, who can wonder at the number of pale-facid young men that throw away their am bition and pass sleepless nights in try ing to raise down on their upper lips ? —The Troy Times says : At a party on Fourth street the; other night a young gentleman tried to coax a young lady to play on the piano. She said couldn't. “Why” said he, “you can play the ‘ Blue Danube’ waltz, can’t you?” “No,” said she, “but I can play penny ante just like a little man.” She is beautifn! and accomplished. —“Yes, sir,” yelled a preacher in a Dakota church one Sunday morning, “ there’s more lying and swearing and stealing and general deviltry to the square inch in this here town than all the rest of the American country,” aud then the congregation got np aud dumped the preacher out of the win dow. The Vesper Bell. To the traveler in Spanish America, the striking of the vesper bells exer cises a potent charm. As the usage re quires everyone to halt, no matter were he may be) at the first stroke of the bell, to interrupt his conversation, how ever impor'ant. and listen without stir ring until the conclusion of the chime, the singularity of a whole population surprised in a moment, as it comes and goes, held in a state of petrification, and paralyzed as if by an encounter, may be imagined. On every side you see" gestures interrupted, mouths half opened for the arrested remark, smiles lingering or passing into an expression of prayer ; yon would fancy them a nation of statues. A town in South America at the tinkle of the Angelus resembles the city in the “Arabian Nights” whose inhabitants are turned into stones. The magician here is the bell ringer : but hardly has the vibra j tion ceased when a universal murmur arises from these thousands of oppress ed lungs. Hands meet hands, ques tions seek answers, conversations re sume their course; horses feel the loos eued bridle and paw the ground; dogs bark, babies cry, tho fathers sing, the mothers chatter. The accidental turns thus given to conversation are mauy,