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p J. KIKER & SON,
* attorneys at law,
Will practice in all the Courts of the Cher
ekeeCircuit; Supreme Court ot Georgia, and
the United States District Court at Atlanta,
Oa. Office: Sutheast corner of the Court
House, Calhoun, Ga.
ATTORNEYS AT LAW,
CALHOUN, GA
Will practice in all the Superior Courts of
of Cherokee Georgia, the Supreme Court of
the State ami the United States District and
Circuit ourts, at Atlanta.
jVaNKIN & NEEL,
ATTORNEYS AT LAW,
CALHOUN, GA.
Office : Court House Street.
J D. TINSLEY,
Watch-Maker & Jeweler,
CALHOUN , GA.
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neatly repaired and warranted.
JJUFE WALDO THORNTON, D. D. S..
DENTIST.
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■fyJISS C. A HUDGINS,
Milliner & Mantua-Maker,
Court House St., Calhoun*Ga.
Patterns of the latest styles and fashion
ladies just received. Gutting and
done to order.
MUSIC! MUSIC!
A large variety of new and select music
direct from Philadelphia kept constantly on
hand’ and fov sale b/ Mrs. J. L. Parrott.
She also gives notice that she will instruct
inmusic at her residence. Terms, per month,
$4.00 ; use of instrument, 50 ennts. Recep
tion days, Tuesdays and Thursdays.
Z.T GRAY,
* CALHOUN, GA„
is prepared to furnish the public with
Buggies and VVagons, bran new and warrant
ed. Repairing of all kinds done at short
notice. Would call attention to the cele
rated ‘-Fish Brothers’ Wagon which he fui
nLhes. Call and examine before buying
elsewhere.
J 11. ARTHUR
DEALER IN
GENERAL MERCHANDISE,
RAILROAD STREET,
Calhoun , Ga.
NEW GKOCEItY STORE.
J. W. Marshall,
RAILROAD ST., OLD STAND OF
A. W. B -vLLEW.
FRESH goods, bought for
CASH, AND WILL BE SOLD
FOR CASH AT THE VERY
LOWEST PRICES.
Would respectfully ask his numerous
friends in Gordon county to come in and
Bee him before making purchases elsewhere.
ONLY Send Tw.knt.y-Fivk Cents to
0 _ TIIE RENNES AW GAZETTE,
Alania, Ga.,
OFNFTQ anCl i f will he sent you iuonth
lb, ly yuc year.. Richest tiling out.
®)c Cnlljoiut uJccliln Qfintcs.
TO BELINDA JANE.
We walked in pleasant spots, and thou
Wast It ving to me of thy wont ;
We once thought love would last, but now
We don’t.
Our love was wide as skie* above,
For lovrs ne’er can love by halves;
Our love was likest to the love
Of calves.
That day was sweet—ah ! not like this—
Yea, sweeter than the fabled honey ;
The one sad thought that spoilt our bliss
Was money.
We thought thereon, our hearts grew sad,
Our fates we vainly execrated ;
0 Time, thatchangest aU, I’m glad
1 Waited !
For now, Belinda Jane, I’m bald,
And thou’rt an aged maiden lady ;
Thine age that side of fifty called
The shady.
Aet once again we’ll play our parts,
While joy dispels oblivious mist ;
And we will see each other’s hearts
At whist.
TIIE TWO PICTURES.
It was a cold, dismal evening in No
vember, that two neighbors might have
been seen wending their way along the
streets of a large manufacturing town.
Slowly they proceeded with dejected
countenances, not exchanging a word
until the one we shall call Smith ha>ted
before a neat little house and unlatched
the gate, Then there was such a look
of utter misery and despair gleaming
from his eyes that his companion mur
mured :
“ We must trust in God, Smith.”
The words were unheeded, and his
companion passed on, while Smith en
tered the house.
A tall, dark woman was flitting about
getting supper. She gazed up as he en ■
tered, exclaiming :
“ You are late, to-night?”
“ Yes !” he articulated gloomily, and
going to the cradle he took up the six
weeks old baby, and sorrowfully pressed
it to his heart.
“ I do wish you would put that child
down and get ready for supper !” ex
claimed the wife, after endu r ing his
gloominess for some time in silence.
He slowly obeyed, and then seated
himself at the table with a deep sigh.
“ What in the world is the matter
with you to-night ?” she exclaimed, as
she sat down opposite him.
His voice trembled as he replied :
*• I suppose you might as well know
first as hst. I have been discharged.”
“ There ?” exclaimed his wife quick
ly pushing back her chair. ‘‘Just
what I might have expected. I’d like
to know what we are going to do now ?
Winter coming on and all. I declare,
Smith, you will torture me to death.
“ I am very sorry, Lydia, hut I can
not help it.”
“ Sorry ! No you are not sorry at
all ! You would as leaf see your wife
and child starve as not. It’s nothing
iu this world but poor managing.”
“ Lydia, you are cruel Instead of
helping me to endure my great trouble
which is bearing me down to the very
earth, you make it ten times harder for
me to bear. I was not the oply one
discharged. There was Jim Hawley,
and ever so many others. Business is
dull.”
“ Business dull !” she mimicked af
ter. “ Always an excuse for a worth
less man. To think that you should he
discharged now, just as our rent is due,
and when we aie needing coal ; and
look at my shoes, won’t you ? My feet
are almost out on tee ground, I wish I
had never seen you ?” and a dark look
accompanied the last words.
The poor husband now covered his
face with his hands and groaned aloud.
This seemed to encourage his wife to go
on; for she uttered words more and
more bitter until, at last, almost in a
state ot frenzy, the wretched man rush
ed from the house, to the nearest pub
lic houe, and there sought to bury his
thoughts of the past and future iu the
bottom of the rum cup.
In the meantime James Hawley, his
companion in labor, entered his home
with a very sad countenance. But be
fore he had stepped over the threshold,
a loving pair of arms were thrown
around his neck, and a pair of sweet
lips pressed to hrs.
He returned the salutat’on sadly, and
then inquired for the baby.
t‘ Sl’e is sleeping sweetly in her cra
dle. She has been a perfect little dar
ling to-day. Supper is waiting; so
make haste. Here is warm water and
towels. Are you not later than usual,
to-night ?’’
“ Yes, Mary, and I bring bad news
for yc u.”
o Bad news !” she exclaimed, tu-ning
pale, as, for the first time, she noticed
that something was wrong.
“ Yes, I was discharged to-night, and
do not know as I can get anything more
to do uutil spring. Business is so
dull.” . , .
“Is that all ?” exclaimed his wife,
with a sigh of relief. “ I thought it
was something terrible, the way you
looked ”
And is it not terrible enough (
What will become ot us this wiuter, if
I am out of employment V
“ The same God who feeds the spar
rows and clothes the lily ot the field,
will not let us sutler, dear James.
“ God bless you, Mary ! There is
sweet comfort in your words.
*• And now, let us have supper !” ex
claimed his wife, cheerfully. “ See, 1
have yuur favorite dish short cake
and peaches Do not let your troubles
impair your appetite ; aid, then, after
tea. we will talk it all over, God doeth
; everything, for the best! ’And as our
days are so shall our strength be!
In the evening it was determined
that the quarter’s rent should be paid
CALHOUN, GA., WEDNESDAY, MARCH 31. 1875.
immediately, anew supply of coal or
dered, and the remaining portion of
the money placed in his wife’s hands,
to be dealt out as sparingly as possi
ble. Then Mary suggested that all her
pretty parlor furniture should be stow
ed away in the garret, and the front
room let out. Further than this they
could lay no plans, and as the husband
went out to pay the rent, the future
looked so dark to the young wife that
she could not altogether restrain her
tears; but seeking strength from on
high, her face wore the same cheerful
smile tfhen her husband returned ; and
little did he know that during all the
long night, while he and his babe were
soundly sleeping, his wife lay awake
planning out the future.
Three months have passed, with
scarcely a day’s work in all that time,
and now another quarter’s rent is due,
in vain the laborer thrusts his hands
down into his empty pockets, and in
vain racks his brain for some solution
of the problem how that rent is to be
paid. The lodger has paid his money
monthly; but then that was not enough
to meet the sum, if he had it, and of
course his wife had spent that as fast as
she received, as it was an every-day
wonder to James how Mary managed so
well.
With feelings of deep despair he en
tered the house. The table was spread
with the same favorite dishes. There
was the short cake and a roast, flanked
with a golden lump of butter, a plate
ot honey, and a deep dish of roasted
apples, to be served with sugar and
cream, while at his wife’s plate sat the
steaming tea pot. As James took it all
in at a glance, he greatly wondered at
the frugal yet comfortable way of liv
ing. How his wife had been able to
make the small amount of money last
so long was a mystery to him, and he
could not help wishing inwardly that he
had been more economical, then per
haps, the rent might have been better
paid ; and he felt that it would have
been better to have subsisted on on° crust
a day rather than to be turned out of
doors homeless.
He refused to sit up to the table,
pleading that he had no appetite. And
great large tears arose in the strong
man’s eyes as he informed his wife that
on the morrow they would he turned
from their home, tq go he knew not
whither, as he had not a dollar in his
pocket to secure them even a room else
where.
“ Is it that?” exclaimed his wife, in
soft, rippling toms; and tripping up
stairs, she soon returned and rlaced
two tendollar bills in his hand.
“ Where di 1 you get them ?” he ex
claimed, eagerly turning them over in
his hands, as though to ascertain wheth
er they were really genuine or not.
“ I earned them ;” replied his wife,
gaily “ I knit afghans, shawls, chil
dren’s sacques and hoods ; at first only
for those wh m I providentially heard
wished articles of the kind; afterward
I was employed to furnish a trimming
establishment with my work.”
“ And kept it all a secret from me ?”
“ Yes. because I th >ught you would
be worrying for fear that I was doing
too much. I love to knit dearly; and
consider it a mote pleasant pastime
than labor.”
“ God be praised for giving me such
a Woman!” exclaimed her husband,
earnestly ; and pressing his wife and
child closely to his bosom, he said :
“ Her children rise up and calleth her
blessed; her husband also, aud he
praiseth her ; for many daughters have
done virtuously, but thou excellest
them all.”
Twenty years have passed, and James
Hawley is a rich man. But Joseph
Smith is a confirmed drunkard, while
his wife has long since passed from
earth, a victim of misery and want.
Why will not all wives assist their
husbands to bear their trials, with help
ing hands and willing hearts ? If they
would do this how ma"y families would
be saved from ruin, and how sweet
would be their reward, not only on
earth, hut in heaven.
A Yery Obedient Dog\.
One day, says the New Orleans Re
publican, a stranger, just for amuse
ment, gave several by standers speci
mens of his dog’s acquirements, at the
corner of Perdido and St. Charles
streets. The master quietly, without
gesture of any kind, told his dog to
walk across the street, find a little wag
on and get into it. Doggy obeyed,
reluctantly, as the wagon was a cart,
but finally complied. He was then told
to hunt up a fire plug and mount. His
keen eyes searched a moment, and on
the instant poor Tray pleased his own
er. He was then commanded to hunt
up a lamp post, and put his fore feet on
it. This done, he was told to go into
the Pelican saloon, find a chair, and sit
in it; aud then to lie down and act
like a poisoned dog. These orders were
given in the most common place tone of
voice, and most of the time the beast
could not see his master, yet he obeyed
quite as readily as a willing servant,
apparently understanding the English
language very well. Of all the dogs
that ever showed off on Charles street,
that one is entitled to the premium
Those who witnessed the performance
were not only amused but greartly as
tonished ; in fact, one individual, hav
ing witnessed a portion of the antics,
declared that he could not and would
not sufler himself to view acts that
looked so altogether unnatural.
—i
“ Well, Neighbor Sluuimidge, how
much shull I put you down for to get a
chandelier for the church ?”
Neighbors ‘ Sho ! What ye want
to git a Shandy-leer for ? The’ hain’t
nob dy kin play enter it when ye git
it!”
Mr. Bolink's Private Fire.
Mr. Bolink owns and runs a cooper
shop near the House of Correction, and
as he keeps a dozen men at work he is
bound to have his shop run on “system.”
The other day he was reading a news
paper article in rega and to the preven
tion of conflagrations. The ariicle ad
vised all employers to lay out a pro
gramme of what should be done when a
fire was discovered in the shop, and drill
his hands until they understood it
He bought fifty feet of hose for the pur
pose, d* tailed a man to use it in case of
fire, and then instructed each other man
and boy just what they should do when
an alarm was given. Oue was to roll
oat bariels. anuther to save tools, anoth
er to throw staves through a window,
and each one knew exactly what to jump
for.
This was all right, and Mr. Bolink
had a good mind to cancel his insurance
policies and depend on his local fire
brigade. Before taking this step, how
ever, it occurred to him to give his
programe a trial. He had a little curi
osity to see if his employees would spring
to their posts according to their instruc
tions, aud he studied out a plan. Yes
terday morning be passed up stairs,
kicked a pile of shavings together on an
old piece of zinc, touched a match to
them, and next minute ran down stairs
crying out :
“ The shop is on fire ! Eire ! fire !
fire !”
The man who was to use the hose
grabbed it up, threw it out of the win
dow, and jumped after it, shouting,
“Fire !” uutil he was heard three blocks
off. The man who was to sve the tools
threw an adze and hit Mr. Bolink in
the back, and theu hit him again with a
draw shave.
As Mr. Bolink was pawing around on
the fl-'or, the man who was to save the
ready-made work rolled five pork bar
rels over him, kicked in the heads of
three more, and then dug out through
the back door. One man saved a piece
of boaia six feet long; another took up
a stave and bn ke two windows before be
fled, while a third threw a hammer at
the clock, uttered a wild shriek, and
kicked open the side door
In two minutes the shop was clear of
every one but Mr. Boliuk, and he was
crawling out from among the barrels
when steamer No. 6 came gall >ping
down. The smoke was rolling up through
the roof, the boys yelling “ Fire !” ana
the firemen were determined to save
that cooper shop or perish iu the at
tempt. Mr Bolink heard them calling
to “git them hose around hyar,” and to
“play her up to 85,” and he got to the
door aud shouted :
“ Hold on, geatlemen, there is no fire
here !”
“Git out’r? the way !” cried the pipe
man ; “yere’s yer mineral water !”
“It’s only a joke, gentlemen ; there
is no—” Mr. Bolink was shouting, when
the stream of water lifted him over the
barrels out of the back * door, where
he sat down on a broken shave-horse,
until his cooper shop had been filled
w T ith water, and the shavings had burn
ed out. During the afternoon yester
day, his whole force was engaged in
emptying bar-els, wringing out draw
shaves, hanging broad-axes up to dry,and
otherwise getting the shop on a working
basis.— Detroit Free Dress.
An Engaging Manner.
Politeness is to a man what beauty
is to a woman. It creates an instanta
neous impression in his behalf, while
the opposite quality exercises as quick
a prejudice against him. The politi
cian who has this advantage, easliy dis
tances his rival candidates, for every
voter he speaks with beeouies instantly
his friend. The very tones in which
he asks for a pinch of snuff are often
more potent than the logic of a Clay.
Polished manners have often made
scoundrels successful, while the best of
men, by their hardness and coldness,
have done themselves incalculable inju
ry —the shell being so rough that the
world could not believe there was a
precious kernel within. Had Raleigh
never flung down bis cloak in the mud
for the proud Elizabeth to walk on, his
career in life would scarcely have been
worth recording. Scores of men have
been successful in life by pleasing man
ners only. A trait of character is well
worth cultivating. Lads, never forget
the value of true civilty.
A Good Housewife.
A good housewife is one of the first
blessings in the economy of life. Men
put a great value upon the housewife
qualifications of their partners after mar
riage, however little they may weigh
with them before ; and there is nothing
which tends more to mar the felicities of
married life than recklessness or want
of knowledge in tbe new housekeeper of
the duties which belong to her station.
Men admire beauty, and order and sys
tern, in everything, and men admire good
fare. If these are found in their dwell
ings, and are seasoned with good nature
and good sense, men will see their chief
enjoyment at home—they will love'their
homes and their partners and strive to
reciprocate the kind offices of duty and
affection. Mothers that study the wel
fare of their daughters will not fail to
instruct them in the qualifications of
married life; and daughters that ap
preciate the value of these qualifications
will not fail to acquire them.
When a Detroit boy is out until half
past ten o’clock in the evening, and the
father says to him : “ Boy, the first
thing in the morning I’ll settle this
with you !” that boy arises at daylight,
seeks the b ock-saw and wood-pi’e, and
he never lets up for a moment until af
ter his father has eaten his breakfast
and left the house.— Detroit Free
Press.
Hnnghig’Baskets.
What looks better than pretty hang
ing baskets tastefully filled with plants ?
and, yet, how seldom are they to be met
with ? Baskets of living plants may
easily be had in perfection ; select such
kinds as will stand in rooms. As re
gards the baskets themselves, I like to
see the wire-work painted dark green.
Some paint it with bright colors, which
quite spoils the effect of the flowers,
which should he gay enough, as regards
color, without any addition in the way
of paint. Inside the wire-work put a
thick layer of green moss, so as to pre
vent the soil from dropping through,
over this put some broken crocks, and
then fill up with whatever compost is
best suited to the requirements of the
plants with which the baskets arc to
be filled. For summer decoration there
are numberless plants that can be grown
in baskets; but, for winter blooming,
nothing is better, or looks mo e slwy,
than Rollisson’s Unique Geranium or
Scarlet Tropaeolum, both of which will
Continue in flower all through the win
ter, and droop down gracefully all
round the basket. A basket, indeed,
never looks well unless it is furnished
with some drooping plant round the
edge, as, for instance, with the variega
ted Ivy leaved Pelargonium, called
L'Elegante ; while, in the centre, should
be si fciccly-grown plant of Fuchsia
Mrs Marshall Pretty baskets may al
so be made of silver variegated Gerani
um Lady Plymouth and bright blue
Lobelia, or of blue Convolvulus,' with
Christine Geranium in the centre; in
fact, any flower that suits, and is put in
witu good taste, will look well. For
large baskets, suited for lobbies, mixed
foliage plants, such as variegated Se
dums, Echeverias, Iresines, and Cen*
taureas, have an effective appearance
A window box made of wood, and lined
with zinc, suspended by four cords or
wir s, up which can be trained creepers,
also makes a pretty room ornament. —
The great point as regards creeping
plants in baskets or boxes, fresh and in
good health, is to give them plenty of
water duriug the growing season, but
more sparingly in winfer, and to keep
the leaves clean If baskets are hung
high there should be some means of
lowering them, as it is troublesome get.,
ting up to them every morning with
steps. If the baskets are small, the
best way is to carry them away and wa
ter them outside; but in the case of
large baskets this cannot be done, so a
tea tray or something of the kind
should be placed under them to catch
the drip.— The ( London ) Garden.
A Plea for Flirts.
In a certain sense all attractive fe
males are flirts. Remembering that
flirtation is playing at being in love, I
shall assert, without fear of contradic
tion, that every woman whose attrac
tions will permit her to choose her hus
band, and who is not compelled to snap
at the first chance, like a hungry dog at
a bone, begins to play at this game
from her earliest years. In what oth
r manner, pray, is a young female to
acquire any knowledge of the men who
are seeking to engage htr afiections?
She understands perfectly well that
marriage is the end and aim of femi
nine existence, that eighty-two per cent,
of her sisters become wives and moth
ers, and that of the eighteen per cent,
who remain single almost all are un
happy at their lot. Hence, even before
a girl begins to attract the attention of
gentlemen, her dreams of the future
have all turned in this direction. She
has thought for years of the delight of
having a beau, long before that beau
comes. When he does arrive, if she is
a sensible young person, she will en
deavor to learn something of his dispo
sition, temper and character. And how
can she do this save by flirtation ? She
may h ive been favorably impressed at
first but as, under the influence of the
gauie, the man shows himself as be
really is, as his minute grain appears
under the varnish of manner and socie
ty politeness, she may have just cause
to think less kindly of him. But he,
having a measureless self-esteem, makes
love more aid more fervidly, until with
him the game becomes downright ear
nest. He proposes and is rejected, and
goes round everywhere swearing that
that girl is the most consummate flirt
that ever existed. But does he speak
the truth ? Is she not right to be care
ful to look before she leaps ? Good
people, do not judge her too harshly
because she is haul to please.
A New Way to Pay Board.
“What do you charge for board?”
asked a tall Green Mountain boy, as he
walked up to the bar of a second rate
h tel in New York ; “what do you ask
a week for board and lodgings?” “Five
dollars.” “Five dollars! that’s too
much ; but Is’pose you’ll allow for time
I am absent from dinner and supper ?”
“Certainly ; thirty-seven and a half
cents each.” Here the conversation
ended, and the Yankee took up his quar
ters for two weeks. During this t!uie
he lodged and breakhasted at the hotel,
but did nottake either dinner or supper,
saying his business detained him in
another part of town. At the expira
tion of two weeks he again walked up
to the bar, and said : “S’pose we settle
that account; I’m going in a few min
utes” The landlord handed him his
account. “Here stranger,” said the Yan
kee, “this is wrong : you’ve made a mis
take, you’ve not deducted the times I
was absent from dinner and supper —
meals at 374 cents each—Slo and 50
cents. If you’ve not got the 50 cents
that’s due me, I’ll take a drink and the
balance in cigars.”
►
Time is money, and many peojffe pay
their debts with it.
A Sad Story.
The unlocked secrets of the human
mind would tell a fearful tale if we
could once get at them. As there is
said to be a skeleton in every home, so
there is a skeleton in every heart. The
unwritten, untold, agony of men aud
women who carry about with them an
open hand and a sparkling eye is heavi
er than they are willing to admit. The
strain of their secret burdens —burdens
which they shrink to dream of, much
less to tell, on the physical System,' dries
up the fountain of youth while yet its
I streams should flow on a9 full as ever,
j turns gay aud laughing manhood into
the forms and habits of age. It is not
a very exciting story, nor has it been
heralded in the newspapers like the death
of a great criminal or a king would have
been. It happened lust week, in u thri
ving, pleasant* village in New York
State. A man sits reading, at night, a
letter to his wife. Wealth and elegance
surround them ; honor and popularity
wait upon them. Presently the wife
starts up and, saying that she feels faint,
puts on a wrapper and goes out to
breath the air now burdened with the
fast falling snow. The hours slip by to
the husband, anxiously waiting her re
turn, until late in the evening he starts
out in search of her. A friend c Tries
a lantern, and they easily track her
footsteps on the ground withered by the
fallen snow They track her with beat
ing hearts down to the river side. They
see where she has knqlt in prayer;
they look out on the frozen river, and
near the centre discover the cold, dark
water which fills the place where the
men had been cutting ice, and after a
long and silent search these men drag
out the drowned body of the once beau
tiful ai#l winning wife. The whole
town, it is said, felt that they had lost
a friend arid benefactor. To use their
expression, “twenty other women would
not have been missed so much.” And
with all her joyousness and seeming en
joyment of life some secret remorse,
like a worm in the bed, eat away her
heart and drove her down to her death
by the way the suicide goes.
All around us are these sad tragedies
enacted, and they startle tfs not until
some peculiar circumstance draws at
tention. At every hand double lives
are lived, all bright without, all dark
within. And too often, if we could see
it, behind the laugh there lurks a grief
which, undetected by the looker-on, is
yet driving deep the sharpened teeth in
to the heart, and spreading a veil of sad
ness over the brightest visions of the fu
ture.
Experience ftfth a fish-Hook
Some eight years ago a lad of thirteen,
a son of Charles E. Myers, a well known
citizen of Portsmouth, while fishing
from one of the wharves in that city,
caught a fish-hook in the fore finger of
his right hand, near the roots of the nail,
drawing it into the bend of the hook.—
Ilis father saw at once that the only
thing to he dne was too open the finge r
on a line with the hook and take it out,
but preferred to call in their family
physician to do it. After looking at it
for a moment the doctor, by a sudden
twist, wrenched the hook from the fin
ger, minus the barb and point. The
parents were justly indignant at such
rough treatment, and insisted that the
hook was not all removed, while the
boy came near fainting from extreme an
guish. The doctor, however, inserted
that no inconvenience would result, and
dressed the finger in some simple and
safe manner, and in .due time the finger
healed. But the finger and arm trou
bled him for a longtime. After a year
or two the lad’s health had so far failed
as to become a subject of serious alarm
to his friends, he being subject to fre
quent and alarming fainting fits and
other spasmodic affections or symptoms.
This stite of affairs continued for years,
with more intensity until a year or two
ago, when the boy’s health became near
ly or quite restored. In the spring of .
1874 the young man, while dressing
lv.mself one morning tore a pimple from
his left shoulder, and, on examining it,
he drew from the flesh the point of the
hook which seven years before was im
bedded in a finger on the opposite ffde
of his body.
The Quaker and the Merchant.
A merchant in London had a dispute
with a Quaker respecting the settlement
of an account. The merchant was de
termined t> bring the question into
court, a proceeding to which the Qua
ker objected. Desiring to make a last
effort, the Quaker called at hig house
one morning, and inquired' of the eer*
vant if his master was at home. The
merchant hearing the inquiry and
knowing the voice, called aloud from
the top of the stairs, “ Tell that ras
cal that lam not at home.” The Qua
ker, looking up toward him, calmly
said;, “ Well, friend, God put the in a
better mind.”
The merchant was struck with the
meekness of this reply, and having
more deliberately investigated the
matter, became convinced that the Qua
ker was right, and he in the wrong
He requested to see him, and after ac
knowledging his error, he said : “ I
have one question to ask you—how were
you able, with such patience, on vuri
ous occasions,to bear my abuse ?” The
Quaker replied : “ Friend, I will tell
thee. I was naturally as hot and vb
lent as thou art. I knew that to in
dulge this temper was sinful, and I
found that it was imprudent. I ob
served that men in a passion always
speak loud; and I thought that if I
could control my voice. I should repress
my passion. I have therefore, made it
a rule never to suffer my voice to rise
above a certain key ; and by a careful
observation of this rule, I have entire
ly mastered my natural temper.”
VOL. V.—NO. ;{4,
MISCELLANEOUS.
“ Am I not a little pale ?” inquired
a lady, who was short and corpulent, of
a crusty old bachelor. “ You !<•< k
more like a big tub,’' was the blunt re.
ply.
A man who had been traveling in the
“ Far West ” says—but he probably
misrep esents the matter —that when
an Idaho girl is kissed she indignantly
exclaims. “ Now put that r*gM back
where you took it from 1”
A Chicago man closed his testimony
in his action for divorce from his wile
as. follows: “ I don’t want to say any
thing against the woman, Judge, but I
wish you could live with her a little
while.”
“ Where is the hoe, Sambo?” “ Wid
de rake, Msssa.” “ Well, where is the
rake?” Wid de hoe.” “But .vhere
are both ?” “ Why bof togeder ; you
'pears to be bery ’titular this morn
ing”
“ Do you like to go to church ?” said
a lady to Mrs. Partington. “La me, L
do,” replied Mrs. Partington. “Noth.,
ing does me so much good as to get up
early Sunday morning, and go to church
and hear a populous minister dispense
with the Gospel.”
Only a woman’s hair! Who has not,
some time in his life, picked such a
golden thread from his best coat collar,
and felt his heart beat the quicker for
it ? Or gazed upon a tress laid away in
some nook, and not felt the influence of
tender memories ? Only a woman’s
hair ! and >et wc don’t like it in a bis
cuit.
A Nevada audience dislikes to be dis
appointed. Three thousand persons
gathered to see a murderer hanged at
Carson, and their enjoyment was spoil
ed by a reprieve from the Governor.—
That night a party of miners, who had
walked ten miles to witness the execu
tion, caught a horse thief and hanged
him to a tree. — AT. Y. Sun.
On Tuesday night, when a Sixth
steet man had to go to Wyandotte on
business, which detained hiui all night,
his wife hardly slept a wink from fear
that he would get hurt, yet he hadn’t
boen home over an hour yesterday
morning, when it took two policemen to
unclasp her fingers from his hair and
pry her teeth off his ear.— Detroit Free
Press.
A gentleman who waited fyrty-five'
minutes in a Boston eating-house one
day last week lbr a steak, in paying tho
bill remarked to the proprietor : “ I
think I shall want another steak one
week from to-day.” “ All right,” said
the proprietor, “ you can order it.”—
“ Put I prefer to leave the order now
so that 1 shall not have to wait,” said
the customer, as he turned to go.
An unfortunate old bachelor, who
had perhaps gottea on the shady side of
forty, was heard to exclaim, in the bit
terness of his anguish : “ When t re
member all the girls I have met to->’
gether, I feel like a rooster in the fall,
exposed to every weather ! I feel like
one who treads alone some barn yard
all deserted, whose oats are fed, whose
bens are dead, or all to market start
ed.”
Mr. Maguffin braced himself against
the boarding-house table and tried once
more to cut the steak. The edge of
the knife turned, but tho meat showed
no mark. Then he called the waiter.
“ Thomas, has the cook used the axe
much lately to chop kindling wood on
the cellar door steps ?” “ I don’t
know,” said Thomas. “ Why, sir?”
“ Because,” said Mr. Maguffin, “ if it
aiu’t too dull I’d like to try it on this
steak.”
Not a bad story comes from the Sav*
age Club, London, but it does not seem
clear who first made the joke. A
“ Savage ” was standing on the steps at
Lvan s Hotel, Covent Garden,
the club is now located, when a gentle
man came up to him and asked him if
there was “ a gent'.emau with one eye
named Walker ”in the club. “ I don’t
know,” responded the “ Savage.”
“ What was the name of his other
eye ?”
This is the way one choir sings the
first verse of “Jerusalem, my haDDv
home *
Yiae -lu-sah-lengy Yise-lu-sah-lcng,
Di-ming jih bzae pao-pe;
Ling-cong z ’eo ki-x we-tao,
Pen ngu ziu gyi en-we ?
The choir to which we now refer fir
oomposed of Chinamen; but there are
plenty of American choirs that can sing
just as badly.
lhe ht. Louis "Journal says there'
was a scene of vild confusion in the
Atchison Champion office the rther day.
“ What do you think ?” said the exci
ted editor, “ What do you think ? why
a fellow came in here and tried to seii
me a picture of a Chem he H unter of
the Alps . I told him to clear out with
his low lived stuff. And then he tried
to explain to me that a chemise was a
kind of animal ! But, Lord bless you,
I’ve been married agoin’ on years!
He couldn’t come that on me !”
Father, exclaimed the hopeful son
and heir of a gentleman of our ac
quaintance, not long since, while the
latter was congratulating the youth up
on his smartness in his scholastic stud
ies—the youngster having attained
eight years of age—“ Father,” I’m an
American, ain’t I?” Yes, my boy,
you arc,” responded the delighted pa
rent. “ Well, father, you ain’t, ar e
you 7” “ Not by birth, my son.”—
“ Well, then,” exclaimed young Ameri
ca, in a thoughtful manner, “ when I
grow up to be a man, I will be able
to lick two like you—won’t I?” The
proud parent’s answer is not record-*-
id.