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CALHOUN WEEKLY TIMES
BY D. B. FREEMAN.
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rt J. KIKER So SON,
■ L<# attorneys at law,
Will ptitotice in all the Courts of the Cher
ekee Circuit; Suprctne Court ol Georgia, and
the United States District Court at Atlanta,
Ga. Office: Sutheast corner of the Court
House, Calhoun, Ga.
: pAoT& MILNER,
r attorneys at law,
CALHOUN, GA.
Will practice in all the Superior Courts of
of Cherokee Georgia, the Supreme Court of
the State and the United States District and
Circuit Courts, at Atlanta.
J I>. TINSLEY, -
Watch-Maker & Jeweler,
CALHOUN, GA.
All styles of Clocks, Watches and Jewelry
neatly repaired and warranted.
JJUFE WALDO THORNTON, D. D. S..
DENTIST.
Office over Geo. W. Wells & Co.’s Agricul
tural Warehouse.
JYJISS C. A. HUDGINS,
Milliner & Manlua-Malier,
Court House St., Callioitn, Cla.
Patterns of the latest styles and fashion
for ladies just received. Gutting and
making done to order.
J H. ARTHUR
DEALER IN
GENERAL MERCHANDISE,
RAILROAD STREET,
Calhoun , Ga.
T. GIiAY,
CALHOUN, GA.
ts prepared to furnish the public with
Buggies ami Wagons, bran new and warrant
ed. Repairing of all kinds done at short
notice. Call and examine before buying
elsewhere. .
dr7 h 7 k. main, m7d.,
PRACTICING PHYSICIAN,
Having permanently located in Calhoun,
offers his professional services to the pub
lic. Will attend all calls when not profes
sionally engaged. Office at the Calhoun
Hotel.
UAIiXJEIt S3 IOI*.
I WOULD respectfully inform the people of
Calhoun that I have opened a shop one
door west of the Calhoun Hotel, where 1
will bo pleased to wait upon those desiring
work in my line. Shaving, 15 cents: hair
Cutting > cents; shampooing, 35 cents;
coot blacking, 10 cents; dyeing mustache,
GO cents. I guarantee satisfaction.
mar3l-3m. ROBERT ' .HAM.
Books, Stationery and Jewelry.
rjmm IRWIN & €O.
LJTar (Sign of the Big Book & Watch.)
WE sup. ly Blank Books, /School Books
and b yoks of all kinds; also, pens,
inks, paper , aud everything in in the line
of
Stationery, at Atlanta Prices.
A good lot of JEWELRY always on hand.
Watch, Clock and Gun repairing done
cheaply and warranted.
Country produce ta*£en in exchange
for goods. IRWIN & CO.
J.W. MARSHALL,
Railroad st.. old stand of
A. W BALLEW.
ceps constantly on hand a superior stock of
Family & Fancy Groceries,
Also a fine assortment of Saddles, Bridles,
Staple Hardware, kc, to which especial at
tention is called. Everything in my line
sold at prices that absolutely defy competi
tion.
CHEAP GOO I) S.
RICHARDS & ESPY,
(OLD STAND OF Z. TANARUS, GRAY.)
Dealers in
Confectioneries,
Crackers,
Fancy Groceries, &c.
Tobacco, cigars and snuff a specialty.—
Highest market price paid for country pro
duce of all kinds. Give them a call and
they will giv you a bargain. mar3l-3m
NOT LOST.
The look of sympathy; the gentle word,
Spoken so low that only angels hoard ;
The secret part of pure self-sacrifice,
Unseen by men. but marked by angels’ eyes :
These are urn. lost.
The sacred raus’c of a fender strain,
Wrung from a poei's heart by grief or pain,
And chanted timidly with doubt and lear,
To crowds, who scarcely pause to
hear:
These arc not lost.
The silent tears that fall at dead of night,
Over soiled robes that once were pure and
white ;
The prayers that rise like incense from the
soul
Longing for Christ to make it pure and
whole :
The :e are not lost.
The happy dreams that ghadden all our
youth,
When dreams had less of self and more of
truth;
The chilhood's faith, so LSUquit and so
sweet.
Which sat like Many at the Master’s feet;
These are not lost.
The Undiy plans devised for others’ gobd,
So seldom guessed, so lirtle understood ;
The quiet., steadfast love that strove to win
Some wanderers from the ways of sin :
These are not lost.
Not lost, 0, Lord! for in Thy city bright
Our eyes shall see the past by clearer light,
And tilings long hidden from our gaze below
Thou wilt reveal, and vve shall surely know :
They were not lost.
LITTLE RAG-BAG’S REVENGE.
“ How are you liiltlo Rag-Bag ?”
said one of a group of well dressed
boys, as a timid child, with patched
clothes, came toward the school house.
The child walked on “without lifting
his eyes.
“ I say how are you Rag-Bag ?” ex
claimed Albert Halo again, as he wont
towards the boy, and caught hold of
his shoulder. ‘‘Why didn’t you an
swer me, hey ? You are looking quite
spruce tins morning for you, not be
coming for your title; there—ha con
tinued, as he thrust his finger in a thin
spot in the knee of tire child’s trousers,
and tore it to his feet—“ you look bet
ter now.”
The air rang with the shouts of tho
Loys, as the child turned sobbing to
ward home, with his bare leg exposed
to the weather.
“I guess I have taught the washer
woman a lesson this morning to keep
her rag-bag out of Brookdalo Acade
my,” said Albert, as he turned to his
companions. “ Didn’t be cut a comical
figure, though, as he went blubbering
home?”
“ Three cheers for little Rag-Bag !”
shouted another boy.
An instant after the air was filled
with three cheers. The .sounds at a
distance wont like a dagger into the
poor child's heart.
“ I shan’t go to school any more,
mother,” said Walter Brooks, as he en
tered his mother’s humble kitchen,
“ see what Albert Hale did, just because
the teacher said I was getting ahead of
him iu Arithmetic, after you sat up
half the night to mend the clothes. It
is too bad! But I’ll pay him for it
when I’m a man, you see if I don’t,
mother."
“ Walter, it is wrong to cultivate a
spirit of revenge,” sadly replied the
widow.
“ Oh, if I was only a man now !
But mother, I’m going to start to Bos
ton to-morrow and go to work ; have
been thinking that I am big enough to
take care of myself.”
“ A delicate, slender boy of twelve,
like yourself, \Valter, work; nobody
would employ you.”
“ Yes they will for I’ll keep going
until I fiud somebody who wants a boy.
I’m going first, to see Mr. Brown, the
man who visited our school and praised
me so; and I’m going to tell hiru just
how the scholars treat me, and perhaps
he will hire me to take care of his of
fice. Then, mother, I’ll read his books
and be a lawyer, and get rich and build
a big house for you. Only think of it
mother !” And* the child’s eyes spark
led with delight at the idea.
The mother replied to her child’s en
thusiasm by a sad smile.
It was the winter of IS—. Money
was scarce among poor men. One morn
ing the papers announced that Albert
Hale & Cos., one of the largest firms of
New York City had suspended pay
ment. The day following a young man
entered their store, and inquired into
their liabilities, the amount of stock
they had on hand, &c., stating that he
had some money he would invest, on
good security if he could accommodate
them by doing it. Mr, Hale, the head
partner of the firm, opened his eyes
in astonishment.
“ Why, sir,” he replied, “we have
tried for weeks to raise money on our
stocks, by offering thousands of dollars
bonus; but money ean’t be had in the
city, just now at any price. If you
could relieve us of our present embar
rassment, we could return your money
in a few weeks with a heavy percent
age.”
“lam happy to say,” replied the
stranger, “ that I have it in my power
to help you, and I will cheerfully do
so.
Mr Hale with tears in his eyes,
grasped his hand and said :
“To whom am I indebted for this
act of kindness ?”
“ Don’t, vou know me ?” asked the
stranger as he fixed his eyes upon Mr.
Hale.
“If we ever met before, your features
have passed from me.”
“ I know you very well, Mr. Hale.
Don’t you remember the little boy who
went to Brookdale Academy, whom you
used to call the Ilag-Bag ? r i he last
time you saw him you tore his panta
loons from the to the am* o, and
CALHOUN, GA., WEDNESDAY", JUNE 9, 1875.
he went home to his poor mother. I
was that boy, and I have now come all
the way from Boston to obtain yiy re*
venge 1”
llale turned ghastly pale a3 ho buried
his Lee iu his hands, and sobbed like a
child.
“Iccannon will not touch the
money.”
“ Yes, you will,” replied Walter, as
he extended his hand iaa friendly man
ner, “ and from this time I will forget
the past and we will be friends—yes,
friends who will lend each other a help
ing hand. But, Mr. Halo, let me add,
if you have children teach them by
what you have learned of my experi
ence, to bo kind to the poor.”
That evening the papers announced
that Albert Hale & Cos. would be able
in a few days, to meet all their liabil
ities.
A New Stony of the Creation.
Mr, George Smith has written a let
ter to the London Telegraph concerning
his efforts to read the cunieform tablets,
which were produced by him in Assy
ria and deposited in the British muse
um. Those tablets contain the Chaldaic
account of the creation aDd fall of man,
and thus, at this comparatively late day
of the world their report comes to
strengthen or weaken the Mosaic history,
as recorded in the Bible, of the same
great events. Mr. Smith, after giving
an account of the discovery of the tab
lets, says that when complete, they must
have numbered nine or ten, and that the
history as recorded on them of what
occurred u in the beginning” was much
longer and fuller than the correspond
ing report in the book of Genesis. He
continues as follows:
“The narrative on the Assyrian tab-,
lets commences with a description of the
period before the world was created,
when there existed a chaos or confu
sion. The desolate aud empty state of
the universe and the generation by chaos
of monsters are vividly given. The
chaos is provided over oy a female pow
er named Tisalat and Tiamat, corres
ponding to the Thalatth of Berosus;
but as it proceeds, the Assyrian account
agrees rather with the Bible than with
the short account from Berosus. Wo
arc told, in the inscriptions, of the fall
of the celestial being who appears to
correspond to Satan. In his ambition
he raises his hand against the sanctuary
of the God of Heaven, and the descrip
tion of him is really magnificent. He
is represented riding in a chariot,
through celestial sp. ee, surrounded by
the storms, with the lightning playing
before him, and wielding a thunderbolt
as a weapon.
“This rebellion leads to a war ir.
Heaven, and tho conquest of the pow
ers of evil, the gods in due course cre
ating the universe in stages, as the Mo
saic narrative, surveying each step of
the work and pronouncing it good. The
divine work culminates iu the creation
of man, who is upright and free from
evil, and endowed by the gods with the
noble faculty of speech.
“ Tho Deity then delivers a long ad
dress to the newly created being, in
structing bim in all duties and privil
eges, and pointing out the glory of bis
state. But this condition of blessings
does not last long before man, yielding
to temptaion, falls; and tho Deity then
pronounces upon him a terrible curse,
invoking on his head all the evils which
have since afflicted humanity. The last
details are upon a fragment which I ex
cavated during my first journey to Asm
syria.
“ I have at present recovered do more
of the story, and not vet in position to
give the full translations an! details ;
but I hope during the spring to find
time to search over the collection of
smaller fragments of tablets, and co
light upon any smaller parts of the le
gends which may have escaped me.
When my investigations are completed
I will publish a full account and trans*
lation of these Genesis legends, all of
which I now have been fortunate
enough to find— : some in the old muse
um collection, and others by excavation
in Assyria.”
Tytographical.—We once saw a
young man gazing at the *ry heavens,
with a f in 1 and a , — * — , of pistols
in the other. We endeavored to attract
his attention by .ing to a in a paper
we held in our relating 2 a young
man in that § of the country, who Lad
left home in a state of mental derange
ment. He dropped the f k pistols
from his with the ! “It is lof
whom U read. I left home b 4 my
friends knew of my design. I had sO
the jfcju of a girl who refused 2 lislO
2 me, but smiled b9ly on another. I
ed madly from the house, uttering
a wild ’ 2 love, ani without replying to
the ??? of my friends, came here with
this f & ,— * —* of pistols, iulOding to
put a . 2 my illf Scd existence. My
case has no |j ip this §.”
General Sheridan Robbed of a
Valuable Diamond. —In anticipa
tion of his early marriage, a number of
workmen are now engaged in decorating
Gen. Sheridan’s residence)) in Chicago,
in preparation for his bride, and ou
Monday a man who subsequently claim
ed to be an artist from the New York
Graphic, gained admission in a some
what peculiar manner, and undertook to
sketch the room, but was soon inter
rupted. After his departure the Gen
eral discovered that a diamond valued
at §I,OOO was missing from the hilt of
a sword piesented to him after the bat
tle of Stone river. He believes that
the Graphic man was a pretender, and
attributes his loss to him. The man
has not yet bech arrested.
Order is heaven’s first law, and it
has never been repealed.
A Gambler Converted.
It having been announced that Muu
day, the circus-rider and “ three-card
monte man,” who has been converted
and joined the Baptist Church, would
relate his experience in James’ Hall last
evening, some two hundred and fifty of
the fastest young men of the city as
sembled to hear him. Muuday was ac
companied to the stage by Dr. A. T.
Spalding and Mr. John McCuire. Af
tei prayer by Mr. McGuire and a short
introductory address by Dr. Spalding,
Mr. Munday addressed the audience fin
half an hour on the subject of his
Christian experieucc. He said, in sub
stance ;
“ I had a praying father and mother.
My mother, when I was but a hoy.used
to often take me by her kuee and talk
to me of Heaven and of Jesus, aud
read the Bible to me, but I heeded her
but little, and -when between sixteeu
and seventeen years of age, I ran away
from my parents aud ventured upon the
life that J have led until within the last
few days. I went first to Dadeville,
Va., but soon left there and joined a
troupe, with which I staid for some
time. But even the restraints of
an actor in a theatre were too great for
me, and I left the troupe and joined a
circus. I caute to this city with the
oircus, and rode in it here, and while
here I spent a day in a gambling house.
(I was all this time addicted to gam-
bling.) I went with the circus to vari
ous cities, and finally left the one I was
with, and joined another, which I also
afterwards left. I left this second cir
cus at Chattanooga. I went from there
to Nashville, where I staid for a lodg
time; and while there, of course, I fre
quented and spent very much time in
gambling houses, as I had always done
the worst of places. The 1 west sinks
of sin and vice were my and uly >1 ices of
resort. From’ Nashville I wandered off
through the country, getting my living
—well, just as I could—from time to
time, aud from place to place; the con
stant inmate of gambling houses, often
drunk, aud always with my mouth and
heart filled with oaths and blasphemy.
“I came to Atlanta last March, and
spent my time while here in gambling.
I was at your gambling houses in this
city. From here I found my way to
Norcross, and while theie engaged to
work a few days. While at work oik
day Mr. Fackler, the preacher who wt.s
spending some time in town preaching,
passsd by and a-ked me it 1 was a
Christian. 1 told him that [ was not.
lie toid me of Jesus, and talking a few
minutes about religion, gave me a tract,
and asking me to come to church, left
me. 1 laughed at him, and cursed him
and cursed the little tract ho had left,
and laughed at that. But, after all, 1
concluded to go to chureh that night,
and I went. I heard him preach, aud
oh, when I came away, J could not got
over it nor shake off tho impressions
on my mind. I was not satisfied ; I was
unhappy, and could not get rid of it; I
went again—and again; and once while
ho was preaching I got up and left - the
house, resolved never to go in a church
aa’ain.
O
“ I went to the hotel, and there cursed
Mr. Buckler and his sermon, and said I
never would go near him again or be
annoyed by his sermons. But I was iu
trouble and could not bo in peace, and
I went to church again the next night;
and while there I was filled with sor
row for my sins, and wanted to be a
Christ iuQ, and when the service was
over I went to Mr. Fackler and gave
him my hand. I could not speak, for
my voice was choked with the sorrow
that filled my soul. That man of God
took me by the hand, and spoke kindly
to me, and asked who I was, and prayed
with me. A day or two afterwards I
was riding through the country with
one who had been almost as bad as I,
and who had recently professed conver
sion. He had been, like me, a gambler,
but as we rode along he talked to mo of
Jesus and the forgiveness of sms. Oh!
my friends, that gambler talked to me
of salvation through Christ. And he
turned aside in the woods with me, and
in the solitude of that place we knelt
together and prayed. I was then will
ing to pray anywhere, and for anybody
to pray for me. We both prayed long
and earnestly, and when I left there I
felt better —my heart was lighter and
more at.' peace.
Returning to town I talked to Mr.
Fackler. He said he hoped I. was al
ready converted to .God, but I could
not feel that I was. That night after
the sermon he asked those who desired
the prayers of God's people to come for
ward and sit on the front bench. I
went, and while there I saw that God
had forgiven me—that Jesus had taken
uie. My joy was full; I shouted the
praise of God and my §aviour. Oh ! 1
was anew man ! My heart was
changed. And oh ! I thought of my
poor sainted mother, whose r rayers were
just then being heard, and who had ong
-since gone to tb.T Heaven where she
had urged mo to follow.
“Oh, my fellow-sinner—my fellow
gambler—for 1v o fanii, r face in this
house —i urge you to fallow me. lam
going with Jesus. If you knew ike
happiness I feel in following li'm, you
would come to Him. L have be u twice
shot at the gaming table, but God lias
preserved my life, to be, as I trust, ills
servant and a disciple of Jesua. lam
willing to speak for Christ anywhere,
and, if need be, to bear persecution for
Him. I beg you ait to lullow Him with
me,”
After a brief prayer by Dr. Spalding,
the crowd dispersed, much impressed by
the address. — Atlanta News.
—<■.
Don’t publish your acts of charity.
The Lord wIT keep the account
tralght.
Story of a Liglitcning<Uod Ped
dler.
He drove his team close up to the
fence, got down, and rapped at the door.
The widow G ilk ins opened it, wheu he
said : “ Mrs. Giikins, I an: cognizant, of
the circumstances by which you are at
present surrounded, left as you are to
trudge down the journey of life through
a cold and heartless world —no longer
sustained and encouraged by the noble
one to whom you gave the treasures of
your heart’s affection, and bowed down
by the manifold cares and
ties incidental to the rearing of eight
°
small children on forty acres of subcar
boniferous limestone laud; yet, Mrs.
Giikins, you are aware that the season
is now approaching when dark, dismal
and dangerous clouds at frequent inter
vals span the canopy of heaven; and
when zigzag streaks af electricity dart
promiscuously hither and thither, ren
dering this habitation unsafe for your
self and those dear little ones —hence
therefore, let me sell you a copper wire,
silver tipped, and highly magnetic
lightning-rod.”
The woman staggered back a few
paces, and yelled : “ Narcis ! unfasten
old Cronch I” in another instant a sav
age bull dog came darting arouud tho
corner of the house with bristles up,
thirsting for gore. The dog had already
mangled a machine agent and a patent
soap man, and wa3 held in great esteem
by the better class of citizens for his
courage and service; but when his
eye met the hard, penetrating gaze of
Mr. Parsons, his chops fell, and ho
slinked off and hid in the currant bushes.
Then the man said : “My dear lady,
you .seem to be a little excited. Now if
Toji will allow me to explain the proba
ble inestimable —”
“ Dern ye, I know something that
will start ye,” said Mrs. Giikins, as she
reached under some bed clothing, and
brought forth a ho v se pistol, but, owing
to the shattered condition of he.r nerves,
her aim was unsteady, and the charge
of buckshot missed save where a few
scattered ones struck his check and
glanced off. A hard metallic smile
spread over his countenance, as he lean
ed his shoulder against the door frame,
aud again commenced : “ My dear mad
auie, sitcli spasmodic manifestations of
your disinclination to make a judicious
investment of a fewtpul'ty dollars— ’’
“ Hi—-co s Line kid thtKwidow, and
collapsed into a kind of jemng swoon,
aud before she had recovered, a highly
magnetic lightning •od decorated her
humble domicile, and I'araocs had tho
blank note filled out already for her
signature.
Tired People.
The world is foil of t * red people —
merchants tired of business, farmers
tired of raising crops, mechanics tired
of building houses, house keepers tired
of preparing food, operators tired of the
rushing wheels. P; -s along the streets
and see how tired three-fourths of the
people look. How shall they get rest*
cd ? Some say, “By fewer hours of
work.” But some of them have no
work. Others might prescribe easy so
fts, and more arm chairs and soft beds.
But bo me of the poeple who have the
weariest look, have plenty of good fur
niture and luxurious upholstery. Now
offer a pillow not curtained with globe
lin tapestry nor stuffed with the down
of angels’ wings. But a man who puts
his head on it gets rid of his cares and
aches, and anxieties. It is a pillow
stuffed with the promises, “Come unto
me, all ye that labor and arc heavy laden,
and I will give you rest.” “ Cast thy
burden upon the Lord, and He will sus
tain thee.”
We have friends, who, because they
cannot sleep well, put under their heads
a pillow of hops; but they never tried
the better pillow filled with the myrrh
and frankincense from the Lord’s gar
den. Men and women tired out with
too world, try it. — Christian at Work.
Taste in Dress.
Many who have the cares of a house
hold on their mind think, with Catha
rine of Arragon, that “ dressing time
is wasting time.” And where the spare
moments are so few and far between as
with those housekeepers who not olily
have the superintendence of affairs but
find it necessary to perform the actual
labor with their own hands, the temp
tation to coincide fully with such au
tho.uy is great. But if a woman has
no natural taste in dress, delight in the
combination of colors, or love of har
mony in these things, she must be a lit
tle deficient in her appreciation of the
If autiful. Asa work of art. a well
iheysca woamn i;s a study. 1
no! in the least necessitate a close copy
. f the prevailing fashions, fur one must
cull and choose, rejecting those un
f <-d to h. r form and general style.—
liven \vh u a love of dress is natural it
docs not follow that it s hon’d engross
every other taste. It may exist happi
ly with an i-ppreciati n of tho best
(here is in literature, with a fondness
and successful faculty foi household du
ties, and certainly should never bo eon
shined sp -at from a love of neatness
and mlci in all tiffags. Pres;- can be
*'o adopted : 3 to hide natural defects,
s:nd hei k • n the charms possessed by
the wearer From she days of An am
IF'hvn, who varied her • dress every
day, and always wore a small handker
chief around her neck to conceal a
mark, arid a fulling sleeve to hide her
doubly tipped little finger, many have
made use of the advantages in this re
spect with success, and every woman
fihon’d habitually make the best of he 1 -
self and circumstances. Indifference,
and consequent inattention, to dress, of
ten shows pedantry, self-righteousness,
or ind.lence, and whilst extolled by the
severe utilitarian as a virtue, may fre
quent!? be noted as a defect.— F '■ U
Friend.
Use of Silence.
A pity that so few people understand
tho lull effect of well-timed siltnce !
How eloquent it is in reality ! Acqui
escence, contradiction, difference, uis
daiu, embarrassmeut, and awe may all
he expressed by saying nothing. It
may be necessary to illustrate this ap
parent paradox by a few examples. Do j
you seek an assurance o* y< ur Hdy
her lover's fondest hopes by compliant
aud au assenting silence. Should you
hear an assertion which you may deem
false, made by someone of whose vo
racity politeness may withhold you from
openly declaring your doubt,you denote
a difference of opinion by remaining si
lent. Are you receiving a reprimand j
from a superior. You mark your re
spect by an attentive silence. Are you
compelled to listen to the frivolous con
versation of a fop ? You signify your
opinion of him by treating his loquaci
ty with contemptuous silence. Again,
how much domestic strifo might have
been prevented, how often might the
quarrel which by mutual aggravation j
has, perhaps, terminated iu blood-shed,
had it been checked in the commence
ment by a judicious silence ! Those
persons only who have experienced
th em are aware of the beneficial effects
of that forbearance, which to the ex
asperating threat, the malicious sneer,
or the unjustly imputed culpability, I
shall never answer a word. A soft an
swer turns away wrath ; but Bomctimes I
erring humanity cannot give this soft
answer in moments of irritation ; in j
such cases, there stands the fortress of!
silence, with doors wide open, as refuge
for the tired spirit until calmer mo
ments come. Think of this seriously, J
you who glory in having “ tho last
word.” I
Dcudrops of Wisdom.
From impure air wo take diseases—
from bad company, vice and imperfec
tion.
Yve hear the rain fall, but not the
snow, bitter grief is loud, calm grief is
silent.
Those days are lost in which wo do
no good ; those tVorsc than lost in which
,ve do evil.
Friendship is a vase, which, if once
flawed, may as well be broken; it can
never be trusted after.
A word of kinduess is seldom sp ken
in vain. It is a seed, which, eveu whoa
dropped by chance, springs up a sweet
flower.
Ha an wastes Lis mornings in antici
pating his afternoons in regretting his
mornings.
We love much more warmly while
cherishing the intention of giving
pleasure, than an hour afterwards wheu
wo have given it.
People who are always talking senti
ment, have usually no very deep f. el
ings. The less water you have in your
kettle, the sooner it begins to make a
noise and smoke.
Evil thoughts in the soul of neither
man or woman, like oil in water, will
rise to the top. No perfections or de
ceit can amalgamate them with virtue
so that they will remain concealed.
True Female Nobility.
The woman, poor and homely as she
may be, who balances her income and
expenditures, who toils uurepining
among her well-trained children, and
presents them, morning and evening, in
rosy health and cheerfulness, as offer
ings of love to her husband—who seeks
the improvement ef their minds, rather
than the adornment of their bodies—is
the most exalted of her sex. Before
her shall the proudest bow bis head, for
the bliss of a happy heart is with her
forever.
If there is one prospect more dear to
man than another, it is that of meeting
at the door his smiling wife and group
of happy children, llow it stirs up the
blood of an exhausted man, wheu he
hears the patter of little feet on the
stairs when young voices mix in glad
confusion, and the youngest spring into
his arms with a mirthful shout. Father
Almighty,
'‘lliy alory shines around the (.roup,
Tliy smiles and blessings iinger there.”
There is no heart so utterly hardened
that it cannot be touched and melted by
wociau’s love and tenderness.
Debt.
The Christian at Work closes a whole
some homily as follows :
Debt.—There is no worse demoralizer
of character. The sad records of de
faulting, embezzling and dishonest fail
ures which we meet with so constantly
in the dailj press, are often, indeed
most frequently, the result of the demor
alizati >n of debt, and consequent despe
rate efforts at extrication. The finan
cial props have given away. The little
debt, which at first was small as a grain
of mustard seed, like the rolling snow*
ball, has gathered weight and multiplied
itselfa thousandfold. And still itgrows,
nod like the f bttlou? h; .ra that Her
cules wa. sent to kill, y a no sooner
strike off one head than r o shoot np
in its phice. The struggle is severe bu
rn the end decisive; either confessh-.i
is made of a hopeless bankruptcy,
which might and should have boon
avoided, cr integrity is sacrificed to the
temptation of the moment. Debt ruins
as nv ny households, aud destroys as
many fine characters as rum ; it is tho
devil's mortgage on the soul, and he is
always ready to foreclose.
Some ingenious observer has discov
ered that there is a remarkable resem
blance between a baby and wheat,
since it is cradled, then thrashed, and
finally becomes the flower of the fami
ly-
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mimfllax fois.
A good floor manager—A broom.
• Wh tfc all the snuff in the world?
o o"e nose.
The most steadfast followers of our
fortunes—Our creditors.
If you wish to make a drtim stick, set
it on the head of a tar bairel.
T ho hair of a young lady in Vermont
furned white in a single night. She
tell into a flour barrel.
Josh Billing* never attends a spelling
bee. lie says they are frods, and only
pbit tu amoor. iguerent fuakes.
“ Say, Sambo, d.d you eber see de
tatskill Mountains?” “No, I neber
did; but I have seen dem kill mice.”
Be not offended at a jest. If bile
throw ever so much salt at thee, thou
wili rcoeite no harm unless thou art
raw.
. A Chinaman in Los Angeles, Califor
nia, upon being applied to fur payment
°1 a replied : “If no havoc, how
can
L we is sod tu bo blind, but I know
li ts of phcllows in love who can see
twice as much in their galls as I kan.—
Josh Billings.
An exchango says. “ Wo’ll ride two
miles to see two brothers Under twtelfrfl
years of age go to bod tdgetHef vfritliottt
having a dispute about something.”
Life would be a perpetual flea hunt
it a man were obliged to run down all
innuendoes, inveracities, insinuations
and suspicions which are uttered against
him. °
Every tree is subject to disease,”
said a speaker in a fruit growers’ con
\ cut ion. “What ailment can you find
on an ouk ? asked the chairman.—
A-corn, was the triumphant reply.
V ill you have a small piece of the
meat or a small piece of the
daik ? asked Bob s uncle, as he carved
the turkey at dinner. “ I will take a
Kiige piece of * both,’ ” answered
Bob.
A person was told that threo yards
O; clotu, by being wet, would shrink
one quarter of a yard. “ Well, then,”
ne inquired, “ if you should wet ono-
V; 1 ' would there be any
left l *
An old lady recently directed the at
tcuiion of her husband to a pair of
tw;n3, remarking as she did so, “ How
much these two children do look aliko
especially the one this way !”
A young man searching for his futh%
er’s pig, accosted an Irishman as fol
lows: “Have you seen a stray pig
about here ?” To which Bat dryly re
sponded, “Faith, and how could I tell
.1 stray pig from any other ?”
Thompson is not going to ask any
more conundrums. He recently asked
his wife the difference between hia head
and a hog’s head, and she said there
was none, lie says that is uot the right
answer.
The other day a postmaster, on enter
ing his ollico, had his olfactory nerves
disagreeably assailed. On questioning
a boy in the office as to the cause, the
facetious youth replied: “ I don’t
kuow, sir ; but perhaps the smell comes
from some of the dead letters.”
An Idaho gentleman stripped him
self, hung his apparel on the saw-buck,
and retired on a pile of cord-wood.—
His mistake was discovered by his wife,
who overheard him quarreling with an
imaginary old woman about thero nofc
being cover enough on the bed.
A lady who had been teaching her
little four-year old the elements of
arithmetic was astounded by his run
ning and propounding the following
problem : “Mamma, if you had three
butterflies, and each butterfly had a bug
in his ear, how many butterflies would
you have ?”
An Arkansas youth came to his fath>
er and said : “ Dad, they ain’t knives
enuff to sot the table.” Dad—“Whs fii
big butch, little butch, the case, bob*
handle, granny’s knife, and the one I
handled yesterday. That’s enuff to sot
any gentleman’s table, without you’ve
lost um.”
A man will carry five hundred dollars
i a his vest pocket, but a woman needs a
morofiW portmonnaie as large as a fist,-
and foo heavy to carry in the pocket,
to escort a fifty cent script, a recipe for
making jelly-cake, and two samples of
dress goods down town- and back, every
pleasant afternoon.
A woman entered a crowded street
car the other day, and for a moment or
two no one offered her a seat. Then a
fat than, affected with the asthma, beck
oned to her and said : “ Madam, please
take—'take ” —(cough, cough). She
stood there waiting for his seat, and as
S'Vn as he was over his coughing fit, he
concluded : “ Madam, please take care
a not Mop on my sore foot!” The
1< k she g..ve him was appalling, but
a.i iho rest saw the j - t<e.
A ftdy was asked by her servant
about the nature of the next world, and
whether it would be like this. The la
dy being blessed with a happy family
of eleven children, has a skeleton in
the house in tho 3hape of a stocking
basket; that never gets empty, and at
wh'*se side she has spent many a mid
night hour in darning. With this
sceptre before her eyes, she replied to
the girl playfully : “ I don’t think we
shall be required to darn stockings after
midnight,” “Sure, that’s true for
you, mum, for all the pictures of an
gels I have ever seen were barefooted.”