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MONTPELIER, VT., WEDNESDAY, APRIL 10, 1879.
How (lie (iecse Came Home.
HV KATE TANNAXT M'OODS.
Vou'rc a Toni-boy, nnywny."
" That is better than being an invalid.
I beard mother say so."
Well, if I was a girl, I would just be
a girl. That's all!" said Jack, with a con
temptuous toss of his brown bond.
" There's plenty of kinds of girls," re
plied Spillie, with spirit. Maybe you don't
know my Kind, if you are my brother.
They don't always know."
"Don't always know what?"
" The kind of sisters they have," said
Spiflie, in a grieved tone. She didn't
tu inil being tailed a Tom-boy. She was
used to that. In faet, she was rather fund
of the name, ever since her good unele
had taken bcr iu his lap, and told her she
must run, romp, race, climb trees, dig
bait, sail boats aiid do as tbe boys did, if
she wished to grow up to be a strong
woman. Her uncle was a doctor, and he
It grieved Spillie to think she did not
exactly suit Jack, for she was very fond
of him, and more than once had she been
punished for doing something ho had
dared her to do. Jack never said, " I'll
daro you!" lie always said, "I'll stump
you to do it! " And Spillie wouldn't be
stumped. She was alive to the very tips
of her toes, and was as ready for mischief
as Jack was.
Some of tho boys admired Iicr very
much, and often she would roceive pres
ents of molasses candy, done up in brown
pajier, or lind on her desk a roll of lozen
ges, an apple or an orange. J.tck enjoyed
his full share of tho gifis; but he never
failed to say something about the boys
who made them. Spillie wag all bis, and
ho didn't care to have tho boys liking her
One morning, after the snow and rain
had been falling for several days, and tho
family were all snug in their home in
town, Mrs. Martin said, in tho presence
of tho children: "I wonder how things
are going on up at the farm. I am quite
anxious to hear, thu storm has lasted so
' Couldn't we send
some one up?
asked Mrs. Huddy.
1 don't see how wo can. Every ono
is busy. Wo know now how convenient
it i9 to have a man about tho house."
" It has frozen and thawed so," said
Mrs. lluddy, " 1 feel quite concerned about
llio gutters. Tbe eavo troughs may run
over and spoil all tho plastering again iu
tliu lower rooms under the balconies,"
"Ob! mother," said Spillie, " let us go
and see. You said wc might, some Sat
urday, when it was pleasant. And we
have our sleds, and somebody will give us
a ride; and we went almost there, one
.lay. Please say yes. It will be such
Mrs. Martin looked at the sky, looked
into the street, and then said: "I don't
know but you might. Everybody knows
you on tbe way, and if you are tired, you
can go in and rest. I am very anxious
about Solomon and his wives. I cannot
feel any conlidenee in that new man since
I heard about his drinking. He may neg
lect his duties again.''
" Will they need a lunch?'' asked Mrs.
' Oh! no," said tho mother. It would
only trouble them. They e:in call at Aunt
Hannah's, on the way, and she is sure to
iced them well; while up at, tho farm
Gibson's wife will give them a lunch be
fore they start back."
Then the children were ordered to go
carefully to avoid the snow on tho road
side, and especially when they reached the?
farm to rest a good while, and briug back
a report of thu pel chickens, tho doves,
ami Solomon's wives. Solomon was a very
wise looking old gander, and Ins wives
were three handsome while geese.
It was soon after breakfast when Spillie
and Jack started away, each dragging a
sled, and both fuming very important.
The sun ;rew warmer and warmer as they
toiled up the lung hills, and every team
was going the wrong way.
" (If course they are," said Spiflio. " It
is Saturday, you know, Jack. But some
body will come pretty soon."
" No, they won't. When they go into
market, lliev Slav until after dinner. Jlut
we can slide down when we get a chance
' It .is all up hill to thu farm,' said
Spillie. " lint wo don't care. Comin.
hack we can ride down every ono of these
bills. It is such fuu to do things thai
everybody else doesn't do. Isn't it pretty.
Jack, wiib snow on the ground? Doesn't
the smoke curl up nice over there? I
would rather do this than go to six parties.
I hate to be kneeled to, and kissed and do
forfeits. And when 1 grow up I will not
have such parties at my house."
" Vou mav never have a house
" Yes. I will. Didn't Susan say ' If you
passed bv a pin and didn't pick it up you
would never own a house?' And haven't
1 picked up over a hundred since then?
Jack was silenced, and they trudged on
The call at Aunt Hannah's wus a fail
ure. The good woman had gone away on
a visit, and the new girl never thought
anything iilxnit asking the children in to
rest; so on they went.
" Mean thing!" said Jack
" Never mind," said Spillie, hopefully;
"we can eat more of Mrs. Vinson's dough
nuts. Y'oti know she makes nice ones."
At last tho farm was reached.
" Let us go in the carriage gate and
surprise them," said Jack, who was drag
ging his heavy overcoat and still com
plaining of the heat.
So thev went sofllv in. What could be
the matter? No pretty chickens picking
about the door, no smoke came from tbe
Where can they be?" asked Spiflie, in
a tired voice.
Jack climbed up and looked in a win
dow. No human being was about, and
the door was fastened. The key to the
barn hung on a nail near the outer kitchen
door. Spiflie saw it, and begged Jack to
come out to the barn.
I am half starved," said Jack.
" So am I," said Spillie. " And the
snow melts so fast we shall never get
home, unless somebody comes to take us
Hut let us lind Solomon."
' Oh! oh! oh!" exclaimed tho little girl,
as she opened the barn door. " What will
mother say? Here are her darling chicks
shut up, with nothing to drink, and the
pan of water is frozen solid.
" Here's a dead one," said Jack, as he
eered into one of tho empty stalls.
And here is another," said Spiflio,
looking into an old biishel-basket. ' And,
oh! Jack, it's Mrs. Hallelujah."
Sure enough, tbe (nicer hen, who never
cackled, but always made a triumphant
muni!, which iravo her the somewhat
startling name slie bore, had departed this
1 if.-. Spiflio was ready to cry; but Jaok
bean to at once on seeing one of his own
dear Bantams stretched lifeless. So Spillie
wiselv swallowed hor tears, and decided
mhin'' lor tho rest of tho flock
who staggered about and utlored mournful
notes. "Even King William, the sauciest,
proudest rooster tliat ever walked, was so
bumble and feeble the children hardly
ifn must. mit them some water first.
Jack," said Spillie, "and throw away that
dirty food. Dear! dear! Isn't it dreadful?"
Hut how could they get the waterP The
uiiiiin in the vanl was frozen up, and tho
khcheii door securely barred. They must
wiuiiuly Go to a neighbor's and ask for
h' lp," suggested Jack.
No," said Spiflie. " Ict us drive
Ihcin out into tho sunshine, and let them
whilo we hunt up Solomon."
The children drove the half-blinded
chicks out, and went on with their search. !
Tho door of the goose-pen was wide open,
Some frozen eggs lay in one nest; but
Solomon was nowhere to be seen. Weary j
withlbeirsearcb, they determined to make :
one more cnort to get into the bouse.
" Jack," said Spiflie, with a sudden
sparkle of hope, " I know what we can do.
The rain-water hogshead is under the pan
try window. We can stand on that and
" Sure enough," said Jack.
But another surprise awaited thorn; for
there in the hogshead, frozen in, were two
of Solomon's wives, Poor things! they
had made frantic attempts to get water,
and had lost their lives.
" As true as you livo. Jack Martin, ono
is Daisy and the other is Betsey Bobbit.
What shall we do?'
' Why, you foolish boy! Didn't Mrs.
Buddy say she gave twenty cents a pound
fo r thegooso we had last week; and didn't
mother say she wouldn't take a dollar a
pound for hers?"
" Then we must get them out," said
" Tho water is on the top of the ice, and
they are fast," said Spiflie, bending over
and surveying tho dead bodies. " Some
thins must lie done."
At last the children decided to get an
ax, and take turns in chopping tho ice un
til tho unfortunates were free. Jack
jumped into the hogshead, and Spiflie flew
to tlie shed tor an ax. 1 no nost one could
not be found ; but an old, dull one was
dragged out from a corner and carried in
triumph to Jack. In their eagerness to
rescue tho victims, both children forgot
how hungrv and tired thev were. When
Jack grew tired, Spiflie resolutely tucked
up her skirts and jumped in, standing on
:i board which Jack threw down, to keep
her from wetting her feet.
" Hit on that side, his," said Jack, issu
ing orders as fast as Spiflie struck blows.
Hit on that sido, and strike hard. That s
it. Thero's another leg out. Now for her
Jack," said the girl, pausing from her
work to look up at hor brother, " why do
geese have such long necks?"
Made so, I suppose.
But Daisy's seems to grow longer and
longer the more I chop."
boon, xou re nil right, exclaimca
Jack. " Lucky the old ax has a broken
If I wasn't what you called me, I
couldn't do this. Just think of Eflie Day
chopping out a goose!"
stop laughing, will your uon t you
seo it is gelling late? I've a good mind to
leavo the old things and go Home."
" I won t, said spUUu, with spirit.
Why, just think of leaving poor Daisy
and Betsey here, and they worth twenty
cents a pound, too, as Mrs. isuiluy says.
That would be a wilful waste."
Spiflie worked away with renewed vigor
as she thought of Mrs. Buddy's comments.
" There, Jack," she exclaimed, " at last
Daisy is all clear, all but one wing. There,
now." take hor out; and then you may bo
gin on Betsey, while I run and seo if Sol
omon can be found."
Spillie climbed up, and started on her
search. Solomon was found at last, under
a wash-bench, in a shed, where ho stood
guard over his remaining wifo.
"Poor fellow! l'oor Sol! Sol, Sol, how
are you? Come, Sol, come."
Tho stately widower waddled out and
camo up to the child, limping, meekly
drawing attention to his lame foot.
" Poor fellow! Did you freezo your
toes? Nice Sol! Was you glad to see me?
Wait till I get jou something."
Spillie darted out and called to Jack :
" I've found him; and Mrs. Gutumidge
is safe, too. But, oh! Jack, they have
frozen their feet, poor things! Don't you
think I might run as fast as I could over
to Mrs. Domer's place and ask about Gib
son, while you get the olher onu out!"
Jack's feet were wet, his stomach empty,
and ho answered, crossly: "No! She
can't help their frozen feet, nor us, cillior.
I wisli we were home."
' Never mind, Jack; we'll dig Belscy
out, and then we will both go. I'm as
hungry as a bear. Do look! Here comes
Solomon trotting after me. Poor things!
They have been so lonely, if they are
nothing b it geese.
It was a good half mile to Mrs. Domer's;
bill the children were glad thoy went, fur
the old lady gave thorn each a slice of gin
gerbread, and made them sit down by the
kitchen lire whilo they ate it. Jack and
Spiflie were too bashful to tell her how
hungry they were, and, besides, iho sun
was getting lower and lower, and thoy
must hurry back When they asked about
Gibson, the old lady grew angry.
' I declare," said she, ' I am complete
ly stirred up when I think of that shifiless
couple. They went off on a visit two
weeks ago, and drove tho cow over here
for mo to keep. I asked 'em about the
poultry, aud they said they were all taken
care of. So them pretty geese is drowned,
are thev? It's a shame!''
Do vou suppose we could drive the
others home?" asked Spiflie.
' La! ves. Ihev'll follow you, 1 sup
pose. And, if you'll give ir.e the key to
the barn, I'll see to them poor chicks my
self, for vour ma's sake."
" Would you tako the dead ones, too
the dead geese, 1 moan? asked spillie,
' Sakos! yes, indeed. They're as fat as
can be, and" freezing only helps to make
'em tender. Oh! yes, they'll make good
dinners lor "ou.
Spiflio thought " she should never care
to eat a bit of Daisy; " but Jack thought
he could cat anything at that moment.
So it was settled. Mrs. Domer put on a
pair of men's boots and went back with
the children. Sho helped them to tie the
dead geese on their sleds, and shut up the
hens once more in the Darn ; men as it
was growing colder, she hurried them
away, wisning sno Kept a noise, bo in.u
she could take the poor things homo.
Let's plav wo are a funeral procos-
sion," said Spiflie, determined to be lively,
as Jack' lace grew longer ami longer.
' Solomon and Airs. Gummidge seem to
know they are all right," she added. "See
how they trot on. I don't believe that
baleful old fellow feels a bit sorry about
his pretty wives."
" He don't need to. Hu's got another,"
" Well, I guess mother would feel bad
if I should dio, if sho did liavo you left,
Jack Man in,"
" Mother isn't a gooso."
' Neither am I," said Spillie.
Our poor little travelers grew very
weary ; and Solomon, who was somewhat
cheered by his late repast and tho compa
ny he was in, annoyed them very much by
slopping or going out of his way. Mrs.
Gummidge marched meekly after her lord.
To make matters worse, the snow had
melted so fast since morning that the road
was bare in many places, and the doad
geeso grew heavier and hoavier with every
" I'll tell you what to do," said Spiflio,
whoso powerful imagination led her to
fancy herself tho heroine of all sorts of
adventuros. " We will put tho slcd-ropos
over our shoulders and under our arms,
and then it won't hurt our hands so. Wo
will bo reindoors drawing our little babies,
and Solomon and Mrs. Gumniidgo will be
It was already dark and the way was
Ion". Spiflio received no responso to her
uroiiosal. and. on turning about to seo if
Jack were following, she behold him seat
ed on the roadside, crying bitterly.
' Why, Jack, don t mind. Wo will see
tho bights pretty soon. Come on, do!"
drink the water which is running
" I can't." said Jack. ' The skin is all
ou ol ono toot, and my hands smut so I
can't go another sten.
Spiflie sat down on a stone liesido him
and tried to comfort him. " Mv hands are
sore, too." she said. ' But nover mind.
When we got homo we'll have a nice ruii-
per; and oh! dear, there goes Solomon
down the cross-road. I must brin' him I
Evidently the old gander was getting
cross, too; for ho squealed and scolded
all the way back.
While Jack sat there, disconsolate, a
good old neighbor passed by, and stopped
to seo why n sled stood by the roadside,
with something white on it. The moon
was just coming up, and the old man
could not seo distinctly. Presently he
caught sight of tho boy. " What ails
thee, my boy!" he asked, kindly Hut
Jack only cried tho louder. When Spillie
came up, he reeegnizeil her voice at once.
"Oh! Uncle Jacob, it's real wicked,
and we aro so tired. You see Betsey is
dead, and Daisy is drowned, and Solomon
does act so. Do you s'pose it is more than
a mile home yet?"
"A good mile yet, my child. And I
wish I might help thee; but here's a load
of meal behind, and no snow to haul it on,
and my old horse is tired with his day's
work. Thee must not set on llio damp
ground there. Better keep moving, for
mother will be worried."
The Quaker farmer drove on and left the
little pilgrims to plod on through mud and
darkness. Before they reached the town
Spiflie had bound up Jack's Hands twice,
and her own were swollen and sore. But
the sparkling lights from the villago be
low cheered and helped tho pit, while the
boy growled and grumbled at every step.
" I nover knew miles were so long. Did
you. Jack?" she said, long after Unele
Jacob had gone on.
' Yes, they are always long. Catch me
ever coming out hero again !' '
" Next summer. Jack. Next summer,
when the flowers come anil tho birds are
out. then it will be lovely. Oh! Solomon,
do keep in the road five minutes. What
a trial geeso are!" sho added.
It was over at last. Spiflie remembered
seeing a light in the hall, she heard voices,
she know some one said " Look at the
mud! ' and then tho hall light jumped up
and hit the ceiling, the house turned up
side down, and everything was dark. She
could seo nothing, hear nothing. But she
fell through all the slinging, burning pain
in her poor, tired shoulders; and she
dreamed somebody cut them out and Sol
omon was eating them up. Whether it
was Spiflie's self who said " Wo brought
the geese, mother!" ami some one said
" Foolish children!" or Spiflie said "Fool
ish children!" and somebody said " Make
up a bod for her hero in my room,"
Spillie could never quite understand.
When her sido ached so bail the tears
came, it was very hard to blink them
away, and see Jack calmly eating toast;
for sho knew and could never tell who had
dragged two sleds part of the way, and
never gave up until sho saw mother.
For days and days Spiflio burned with
fever. And some ono would keep saving
"Such a rcedikulous proceeding!' It
troubled Spiflie. Her head ached worse,
and ber hands smarted, aud her little
heart, down, down deep, ached and ached,
until ono day old Doctor Comfort said,
close to her ear, " Pluck brings luck, little
girl. If Solomon belonged to me, I should
keep him forever, to show what Mule
hands could do, with a brave heart to help
them. Then Spiflie closed her eyes and
went to sleep. She had not been " silly,"
After that Solomon dwelt with his wife
under the porch, and many and many a
night did Jack and Spillie dream of won
derful adventures, which always had in
them a little of their strange journey from
iho farm; and the next morning they
would be sure to visit the porch and dial
a while with Solomon and Mrs. Gum
midge. Eiriclts' Fashion Quarterly.
Vakious Useful Hints When ivory
handled knives turn yellow, rub them with
nice sandpaper or emery; it will take oil
all the spots and re-tore their whiteness.
Silk pocket-handkerchiefs, and deep-blue
factory cotton will noi fade, if dipped in
salt and water while new. Tortoise-shell
and horn combs last much longer lor hav
ing oil rubbed into them ouce in a while.
Wash leather gloves should be washed in
clean suds, scarcely warm. It is a good
plan to put new earthenware into cold
water and let it heat gradually until it
boils; then cool nain. Brown earthen
ware in particular may be toughened in
this way. A handful of rye or wheat bran
thrown in while it is boiling will preserve
i lie glazing so that it will not be destroyed
by acid or salt. Do not sweep carpets any
oiicner than is absolutely necessary. After
dinner sweep tho crumbs into a dusting
pan with your hearth brush; and. if you
have been sewing pick up tho shreds by
hand. A carpet can be kept very neat in
this way; aud a broom wears it very
much. Spirits of turpentine is good to
take groase spot out of woolen cloths, to
take spots of paint from mahogany furni
ture, and to cleanse white kid gloves.
Cockroaches and all vermin have an aver
sion lo spirits of turpentine. Indian meal
should be kept in a cool place, and stirred
open to tho air once in a while. A large
stone put in the middle of a barrel of meal
is a good thing to keep it cool. A warm
ing pan full of coals, or a shovel of coals,
held over varnished furniture will tako out
while spots. Care should be taken not to
hold the coals near enough to scorch, and
the place should be rubbed with flan
nel whilo warm. Woolens should ba
washed in very hot suds and not rinsed.
Luke-warm water shrinks them. Never
iron flannels Silk, or anything that has
silk in it, should be washed in hot water
almost cold. Hot water turns silk yellow.
It may be washed in suds made of nico
while soap; but no soap should be put
upon it. Avoid the uso of hot irons in
smoothing silk. Either rub the articles
dry with a soft cloth, or put them with
weights. Bottles that have been used for
rosewalcr should bo used for nothing else;
if scalded ever so much, they will kill the
spirit of what is put in them. Do not
wrap knives and forks in woolens. Wrap
them in good, strong paper. Steel is in
jured by lying in woolens.
According to the Now Orleans Times
that city busies its criminals, beneficiaries
and paupers classes representing about
00,000 persons in a cemetery situated in
a densely populated locality, which is so
crammed with the dead as not to leave an
inch of spaoo unoccupied, let.notwilhstand
iug this condition of things, burials are
still made there to such a degree that it is
calculated tho wholo cemetery is renownd
ovory nine months, and the continual dig
ging up ol tlie old graves to maKo new
oucs causes such a stench that those living
near can hardly endure it. In view of
theso facts, the recent prevalence of yellow
fever can scarcely be called a "mysterious
dispensation of providence"
A physician suffering with Briglit's
disease, and weighing loj pounds, began
in June, 1878, to restrict himself exclu
sively to a milk diet, taking ono quart at
oacb moal, or throe quarts daily. Ho re
mitted to the Philadelphia Country Medi
cal Society last week according lo The
Record, that no liaco of his former ail
ment is porceptiblo at tho present time,
that ho has gained thirty pounds iu flush,
and this notwithstanding constant atten
tion to professional duties both day and
Into the gloom of the deep, dark night,
Willi panting breath and staitleil .cream,
Si w 1 IX as a bird in sndilon flight
Darts this creature of steol and steam.
Awful ilungers aro lurking nigh,
Iloeks ami ctiasros aro near Uie Irnck.
Uui straight by the light of its grant white ore
It cci1b lliro' the shadows, deuac and dark.
Terrible Ihomlils and fierce distresa
Troub'e its mad heart many an hour,
Where burn and smoulder tho hidden fires,
Coupled ever with might and power.
It hales, as tlio wild horse hates the rein,
The narrow track by vale and hill j
And thric ks Willi a cry of startled pain,
And longs to follow its own wild will.
Oh- what am 1 but an engiuc, shod
With muscle and flesh by the hand of 'Jod,
Specking on thro' Ihe dense, dark nizlit,
liuMed alone by Iho soul's white liht
Often and often my mad heart tiros.
And hates its way with a bitter hate,
And limits to lollow Its own desires.
And leave the end in the hauds of fate.
O, mighty cngino of filcel and steam ;
O, human engine of blood and bone,
follow tlio white light's certain beam
There lies safety, and there alone.
The narrow track of fearlesB truth,
lt by the soul's great eye of light, .
O. pasBionato heart of restless youth.
Alone will enrry yon thro' Hie night.
The Baby's Picture.
Miss Arethnsa Peppard was out of tem
per. She said she was " mad." But it
must havo been a mild kind of madness,
for her pleasant voieo had only a dash of
sharpness, but no fire gleamed from her
soft brown eyes. But she was out of tem
per; ro doubt about that, and no wonder.
She had left her mito of a cottage early
that April morning, and gone over fo New
York to shop, and in tlie very first store
she entered a store crowded with people
buying seeds and bulbs and plants her
pocket book, containing hor half-monthly
allowance, had been stolen, and she hud
been obliged lo return to Summertown
without tbe young lettuces and cabbages
and onion sets and parsley and radish
seeds that she had intended the very next
day to plant in her mite of a garden. And
every day lost in a garden in early spring,
as everybody knows, or ought to know, is
a loss indeed, and there's nothing in the
world so exasperating to an amateur gar
dener, as everybody also knows, or ought
to know, than lo hear from a neighboring
amateur gardener : Good morning. Miss
Peppard. How backward you are this
year! Your radishes are just showing,
and we've had at least a dozen a day for
llirec days past. And our parsley's up,
and our onions doing nicely. And you
used to be so forward! '
So Miss Peppard, who was a dear little
swect-faeed, wonderfully bright old lady,
living in ihe neatest and most comfortable
manner on a small income, with a faithful
colored servant woman a few years young
er than herself, a roly-)Mily dog, a tortoise-shell
cat and three birds, had two
reasons for being sorely vexed, tho loss of
her money and the loss of the days which
she had expected would start the green
All the money I had, she said to Peteona
called Ona fur short as she rocked
nervously back and forth in her rocking
chair, her eyes sparkling and her cheeks
tli.shed. I only wish I could cntch the
tliief. I'd send him lo jail as sure as
grass is green
Dat's sho' enuff, Miss Pepp.tr' Peteona
always dropped the " d "an' it'll sarve
'em zack'ly right, w'on dey war ketched,
to be drug to de loek-up by de heels. Then
after a slight pause, wnieh was Ona's
way, she added an afler-lhouglu : Dono,
dough; s'pose dey might as well tako de
pore wretcu by lie head.
All the money I had, repeated Miss
Peppard; live and twenty dollars; and I
can't gel any more for two woeks, for
borrow I never did anil never will Anil
theie's the garden all laid out and ready
for planting, and Mrs. Brown sets out her
lctiuccs and cabbage plants to-morrow
morning, anil she'll bo sending them here
with, her compliments her compliments
indeed! before ours have begun lo head.
If she do, I frow 'cm ober de fence,
said Una. Belter eat them, dough, I guess.
Her complimcn's can't hurt 'em.
And oh! my conscience! Miss Peppard
went on (she could invoke her "con
science " tlius lightly, dear old lady, be
cause she had nothing on it), baby's pic
ture was in that pocket book And 1
can't get another, 1'ollv said it was the
last, and thu photographer don't come
that way but once a year.
Well, well, you t-c a poor soul, sym
pathized Peteona, to go an lose dal ar
nioler dal lubly thing jus like a bornud
angel. An' yer sister's onliest chi'e
cent live. Wish I hail dat robber yore dis
in in nit ; I'd box his ears so ho couldik't sit
down for a week.
Ho wouldn't bo here long, said her mis
tress. Of all tilings in the wide world, I
hate a thief. I'd have him put where
he'd steal nothing for a year or two at
Might be a she; dar's she-robbers; sug-
I'esied Ona; au' dey s all wuss den eater
pillars. Caterpillars takes yo' things
right tore yo eyes don t snoaK in yo
noekit. Take a cup of tea, Miss Peppar'
Dar's no usu f renin' no mo'. And the
cat's bun a suttin' on yer skirt for half an
hour, wantm you to notieo her, pore
thing. She jus' came in off do porch a
m i n it aro.
Miss Peppard took tho tea and spoke to
the cat, but she couldn't help fretting;
and she slept but little that night, and
awoke the next moruing almost as vexed
as ever, and denounced tho thief at inter
vals of about half an hour from breakfast
until dinner, although Peteona emphatic
ally remarked: Dar' no use cui'sin' an'
swetrin' Miss Peppar'; can't do no good.
Wish I had dat robbin' debbil here.dough.
But after dinner, for which Ona served
a soothing little slew and cooling cream
custard, the old lady became a little calm
er and retired to her own room to write a
letter to her sister Polly, wiio lived
away off in Michigan: And 1 can't
make a strawberry bed this summer, as I
intended, and I'll" have to wear my old
bonnet, and, dear, dear, how I shall miss
baby's picture! when Peteona opened the
door satis ccremonie, as she always did,
and walked in with a mysterious air.
Pusson wants to see you, Miss Peppar'
man pusson. Bunt a boy 8 age, I guess.
What does he I' ok like, and where did
you leave him? asked the old lady, laying
down her pen and looking a littlu alarm
ed. Out on de po'eh I lock do do'. An'
he's a dirty, ragged feller. Shall I broom
him oil', Miss Peppar'? Looks as do he
orl to be broomed off or gib sumliii to
eat, pore, bony, dirty soul.
I'll come right down, Slid Miss Pep
pard; and down sho went. AnJ there on
the Kircli stood a dirty, ragged, forlorn
looking boy of about twelve years of age,
looking exceedingly ' bony " and half
starved, sure enough. Ho pulled off his
apology for a eup when Miss Peppard
opened the door, but s iid never a word
until the old lady askod him, in a mild
voice she never spoke unkindly to dirt
and rags: Well, my boy, what do yon
Then you lost your poekot book, yisler
day, ho blurted out.
Yes, saiil she. eagerly- That is, it was
stolen from mu; for I felt it in my p icket
a moment before I missed it. Ilo you
know the thief?
I'm him, was the answer; and be raised
a pair of dark eyes tint looked like the
eyes of a bunted animal, to her face.
My conscience! exclaimed tlie old lady,
and fell into a chair that stood near, while
Peteona darted out and seized hitn. shout
ing. Golly! got your wish mighty soon dis
lime. Miss Peppar . Kun for de constable.
I'll hold him. Could hold a dozen like
him or two or free.
Let him alone, Ona, said her mistress,
while tho boy stood without making the
Ain't he to bo drug to the lock-up?
asked Ona, with a toss of her tui bailed
Wait till we hoar what lie has to say.
said Miss Peppard. Then turning to the
uoy, she asked, as mildly as ever: Ul
courso you haven't bro.ighi mo back
les, 1 have, Interrupted lie. Here Us,
money and all, 'cent what I ''ad to take to
fetch me out here. I found your name in
it on a card, and where you lived.
But bless vou! exclaimed tbe old lady,
more and more surm ised, what made vou
t-'ka ll if you were going to bring it back?
Come into tho kitchen and tell me all
about it. Ona, give him a drink of milk.
By the Lor Harry! said Onu, rolling up
her eyes until nothing but tlie whites were
visible, nebber hear ol sich a ting long as
I lib gibbin' bullsale robbers drinks of
milk in my clean kitchen! An' I aiian't
do it. 'Sped rubbers gits thirsty us well
.s odder folks, dough. And she handed
him the milk, which be drank eagerly.
Now go on, sa:d Miss Peppard. If Ay
did you steal my pocket book, and why,
having stolen it, did you bring it back?
Aro vou a thief?
S'pose I am, he stammered; but I
don't want to be any more. I wouldn't a
took it a year ago, when my mother was
alive; but she died, and father went to
prison soon after for beating another man ;
and I hadn't no friends; and it's hard
giltin' along when your mother's dead,
and you hain't no friends, and your fath
er s in prison.
Iain l soil, dai s no lac sum i'clcona,
o 1 tell in with a gang ol bad fullers,
but I nover stole nothin' but things lo oat
till yesterday. I come out of the House
of Ilefugo two weeks ago
House of Refuge! exclaimed Peteona,
holding up her hands. An' a-sett in' in
my clean kitchen, on my clean oil-clof!
I was there for breakin' n winder and
sassin' a cop, said the boy, witli a show of
indignation, and nothin' else, though ihey
did try to make mu out a reg'lur bad uu.
And then he went on, under the influence
of Miss Pcppard's steady gaze: And the
fellers said 1 was a softy not to have tlie
game as well as the name, and so I went
into the store 'cause I seen a lot of folks
there and I stole your pocket book. And
dropping his eyes and his voice there
was a picter ol a little baby in it.
My sister roily s child : cried Aliss rep-
pard, her wrinkled face beginning lo glow.
Her onliest child ecpl live, said l elo-
And it looks like, continued Ihe bov.
bursting into tears it looks like my
Your little sister? repeated Miss Pep
pard. her own eyes filling with tears. Is
she wilh her mothor?
'S to be hoped she be, said Ona, with a
snifl', or some odder place whar she'll bu
washed. Her brudder's dirty 'null for a
She's in a place ten miles or more from
here, said the boy, with a woman who
used to know mother. Mother gave her
fifty dollars just afore sho died. She
managed to save it and hide it from father
somehow, to keep Dolly till my aunt in
California could send for her; but my
tunt's dead too, and I'm afraid Dolly'il
have to go to the Orphan Asylum after
all. Father don t care nothin 'bout her.
But if she docs, if I'm a good boy, I can
go to see her; but ll I in a thiol and
when 1 saw that piciuro I said I will be
good. It soeined as though the baby was
a lookin' at me and wanlin' mo to kiss.
Nobody ever kissed me but siio and my
mother. Here's your pocket book.
Miss Peppard took it from his hand,
opened it, found its contents as she had
described them, and then sat for full five
minutes in deep thought.
You want to be a good, nonest boy, sne
said nt last, so us to bu a credit instead of
a shame to your baby sister.
ics. answered llio boy.
It's mosily yes ma'am, in thefo parts,
Well, I'll try you, said Miss Peppard.
Yon ! starting from his chair.
Yes, I. 1 want some plants and seeds
from the store where you sto U'OK my
pocket book, and I'm going to trust you lo
get ihem for mo. Hut belore you go mere,
do you know any place where you can
buy a suit of clothes, from shoes to Hat
for a very little money?
Yes ma'nm, answered tho boy in a
voice that already had a ring of hope in
it. Second-hand Bobby's.
Well, go to second-hand Robert's, buy
the clothes by-the-by, what is your name?
And Dick, continued the old lady, do
you know any place where you can t ike a
S to bo hoped he do, said Peteona.
Tako a bath, put on the new clothes,
throw with a slight motion of disgust
Ihe old ones away
'S lo bo hoped he will, said Peteona.
Then go to tho seed store and givo them
Ihe note I will write for you. And here
are two live dollar bills.
An' dar monov is soon parted ? exclaim
ed Peteona. No matter 'bout do fust
But the boy fell on his knees before
Miss Peppard and sobbed outright.
An' he'll nebber come back any mo',
sang Ona, at tho top of her voico, as she
went about her work that afternoon after
Diuk's departure no, hu'll nebber come
back aoy mo'.
But ho did. Stist as the sun was sink
i nt? In the west, a nice-looking, dark-eyed,
dark-haired boy, dressed in a suit of gray
clothes a little too largo fr him, and car
rying a package in his arms, came up the
garden path lo the door of a mite of a
cottage. It was Dick, so changed Peteona
scarcely know him, and the package con
lained the seeds and onion sets and young
lettuces and cabbages, and before dark ho
hail nlanted them nil. under the super in
tenilence of Miss Peppard, in the mito of
garden, and Mrs. Brown had no chance of
sending her "compliments " that season.
And now. ma'am, said Dick, after sup
per. I'll go. I thank you ever so much,
and I wish my mothor had known you.
P'raps she knows her now, said Ona.
And I will bo a good boy I will in
Wilh Iho help of God, said Miss Pep-
p nil, solemnly.
With the help of God, repeated the boy
in a low voice.
But I rruess vou'd botlor stay hero lo
nirrht. continued Miss Ponpard. You can
sleen in the wood houso. Peteona will
in ike vou uo a comforlablo bod there.
Shan't do no such ting! said Peteona
Ona! renrovud her mistress
nil my ilishos is wasnen, i mean, .mss
Peppar' said Ona.
And then to-morrow morning you can
sbirt for that baby. I've always wanted a
baby. Cats and dogs and birds aro well
enough in thoir way, but a baby is worth
Golly! now you'ro talkiu', Miss Pep
par'! shouted Ona. Is always wanted a
baby a while baby too
am t much account.
Jus us Wrtluablo to
dar miiililors, dough, I s'pose.
Ami if you choose lo stay in Dunimur-
own, said Miss Peppard. you may havo n
homo here until you can better yourself
There's plenty of work for you; and ih
youth upon whom we have depended fie
crrinds and garden help, etc., is A drefl'u'
smart, nice, erlite b iy, chimed in Ona:
as lazy and sassy as he can lib An' I I
call you In do mornin' wVn de birds arise
an' we'll hab dat ar angel hero in a jiffy;
anu won i iu cat anil dog anil birds look
pale w'en dar noses is outer j'int. But dai
noses'll lie as straight as ebher.
The very next niht a sweet baby girl
wilh great blue eyes and fair curls sai
upon Miss Pcppard's lap, looking wonder
ir.gly about, as she ate her supper ol
bread and milk, at I'clcona and the doir
and the cat and tho birds, whose noses.
by-lhe by, were as straight as ever.
And before loner Dick Poiilar became
the most tHip'lar dreadful, I know, but I
couldn't help it boy in that neighborhood.
de was so clever, so obliging, and not u
bit " sassy."
Do Lor' works in funny wavs, sho'
Oi utf, said Peteona, one April day, about
i year niter the return of Miss 1'eppard
pocket book. Who'd b'lieve me an' Miss
Peppar' ebber wanted Dick drug lo 1
lock-up by de heels? An' all de time hi
was a bringiii' to nie an' Miss Peppar' de
lubiiesl chunk oh sugar, de sweetest honey-
bug of a chile dal ebber coaxed ole Pete
ona for ginger snaps, Shu shall hub more,
de Lor' bnss and sabo her! pouring
I he ni from thu cake-box into the uplilled
ipron 1 utcona 11 bake ileiu de whole lib-
long day, for ebber and ebber, for de blue-
eyed darlin' wid a little tiino lef oiit for
licr odder . ork.
IIktickncb. In the high and difficult
an of speaking the truth, silence is to
speech wti.u shadow is lo linht. So to
place one's silence as to incrcasu thu
amount of truth conveyed is as important
part of sincerity ns eluarooscuro is of
puiniing. It is not only that silence in many
cases bears so obvious an interpretation
that it is ust as easy and just as dishonest
to deny the truth by silence as by words.
Iho importance ol discretion in abstaining
from words lies in this, that truth requires
not merely that what wo say or imply
shall uot bo inconsistent, with facts; it re
quuea (in ils perfection) that tho impres
sion we convey shall correspond with re
alities as a gooil portrait corresponds with
us subject; that llio proportions shall be
presoi ved.and the relations with surround
ing objects truly indicated. Wo suo thai
it once in thinking ol tlie truth of history.
A writer who gives undue prominence to
one set of facts, or to some favorable per
sonage, distorts and misleads as surely as
he could do by delinito inaccuracies of
statement, and often in a much more im
portant sense, And so in that continual
presentation of the affairs of daily life in
which we are all engagcd.to niter the pro
portions ol things by uuavowed reticence
is a more subllu ami more dangerous kind
of untruthfulness than mere verbal inaccu
racy. The fact is, that we do not take a
stillicienlly large view of truth.
We do not consider enough how deep
and wide a foundation of palient thought,
of forbearing justice, and clcar-siglited
generosity must bo laid before a perlectly
transparent surface can be even possible.
Perfect sincerity is the result of a deep
inward order, in which tho true relation
of things are grasped so lirmly that our
words, our silence, and everything else
which goes to mako up our intercourse
with each other, fall into their right mares
without any effort. For silence has its
right place as well as speech. There are
subjects veiled by natural delicacy, and
facts marked oil by confidential barriers,
and trifles which a healthy mind shakes
oil' like dust, and wounds to be gently
shielded, and delightful discoveries to bu
reserved for favored explorers, and many
other spots sacred lo silence. The ques
tion is how to combine the perfect preser
vation of these sanctuaries wilh the open
ness which inspires perfect trust. We can
no more con tide in ono whose mind seems
to be full ol dark places than in one who
lays everything bare. Wo look to a friend
for sheltering wings to brood over our con
fidences, uot our magpie tricks of conceal
nieni. Saturday Iti vicw.
Veiiktaiii.k Mii.k. Among ihe exhib
its at the French exposition wero several
flasks of vegetable milk, sent ihero by the
Venezuelan government. These havu buun
carelully analyzed by M Roussingault,
and in a paper descriptive of the ivsiihs
of his labors which ho sent to the acade
my of France, tlie astonishing statement,
is made thai this fluid, in ils uoustituent
parts, is nol only greatly like cow's milk
but in some respects is a decided improve
ment on thai article. It contains fatty
mailer, sugar, ca cine, and phosphates ;
but the relative proportions of these sub
stances arc sucll that thu fluid has all
the richness and nutritive qualities of
cream .1. Itoussiiigaint says that tins
vegetable milk was spokun of by Hum
boldt, who, in his travels in South Ameri
ca, hail several opportunities of tasting it
and of witnessing thu methods adopted
by tho natives for collecting it. The trees
of which this is tlio gap grow upon the
sides of mountain chains in Venezuela
The Indians go each morning to tho trees
nearest to their sclllcmciils and cut in
them deep incisions, from which the milk
pours out in such quantities that in an
hour or two quite a large vessel is filled
Willi tho mud. ibis is taken back to the
village, and forms a staplu article of food
for both old and young. It is singular
that the rare virtues of this plant have
never before been made public; bill now
that ihey have been, it will bo stranger
still if some effort is nol made to extend
their usefulness. As long as cow's milk
can be had tu every corner grocery for a
few cents a quart, it will hardly pay for
anv one to send lo Soulh America for a
supply; but if tlio trees can grow wild in
tho mountainous parts of tho torrid zone,
it may be that they are hardy enough to
bear transportation to, and transplanting
in, colder countries. The sci nco of ar
borcuhuro has made rapid advances of
Into, and transitions aro now made which
years ago would have been deemed im
possible. At all events, it is pleasant to
think that a lime may come when the
dweller in the country districts can forego
tho trouble and expense of keeping a cow,
in consequence of the ease with which he
can obtain nil tho milk that his house
hold requires by tapping tlio trees on the
lawn or in his orchard.
Ilowro Dkai. with Rats. Wo clean
our premises of tbeso detestable vermin by
making a whitewash yollow with copperas
and covering the stones and rafters of tho
collar with a thick coat of it. In every
crevice where a rat might tread wo put
crystals of tho copperas and scattered the
suiuo in tlie corners of the floor. The
result was a perfect stampede of rats and
micu. Since that lime nol a footfall of
either rats or mice has been heard about
Ihe house. Every spring a coat of tho
yellow wash is given to tho cellar, as a
purifier as well us a rat exterminator and
no typhoid, dysentery or fever attacks tho
family. Many persons deliberately attract
all thu rats in thu neighborhood by leaving
fruits and vcgitables uncovered in tho
cellar; and sometimes even the soap is
left open for their regalement. Cover up
everything eatable in the cellar and pantry
and you wiil soon starve Ihem out. These
precautions juinod to the service of a good
cat win nuvuus guui, u cMcrimnaior
is as llio chemist can provide. Wo never
allow rats to bo poisoned in our dwollinir:
they aro so liable to die between the walls
-j ... v,
and product) much annoyance.
A new explosive lias been discovered by
he staff of the Austrian artillery, which is
said to ossess far greater explosive ower
httn nny other substanco hitherto discov
rcd. It consists of nilro-glycerine, gun
uoiton nnd camphor. The collon is dis--olved
in nitro glycerine, Ihe product being
gelatinous and gummy substance. To
his is added a little camphor, the propor
tions being 90 per cent of tho former
which consists of 90 per cent of nitro
glycerine and 10 per cent of fiilmi-cntton)
ind 4 per rent of thu latter. This explosive
gelaiine is said to be as manageable as
ordinary powder, with less danger, and
far greater expansive forco.
AM AF.D Coui'l.B. In Ihe town of
Weston, Conn., reside unqiiesiioiiablv the
oldest married couple in New England,
and probably the oldest In this country.
Mr. Zalinmi Sturges, aged nearly ninety
"ight. aud Ann, his wife, in her ninety
lourtb year. In twelve months, should
nothing unusnal occur, they will reach the
seventv-filih anniversary i f their mar
riage, and it is proposed by thoir friend-
hat i hey celebrate it with a diamond
wedding. The house in which Ihey
live is very old, it having been built before
the revoluiion. Mr. Sturges belonged to a
family noted for their longevity, his broth
or living to be sixly-three, and his giand
fa' her leaching eighty-four. Boston Trav
Light Reading. People clamor for
light reading. Whalever is instructive is
dull, dry, horrid and uninteresting. Well,
there is indeed nn infinite supply of light
reading in Sunday school libraries, in
society novels, in flashy newspapers. Il
is everywhere, on tho nows-stand, in the
parlor, in the chamber. A readim? iron-
oration Is reading prodigiously for mere
amusement or lor unmoral excitement,
and what is the result? The keeper of u
penal institution said, tho other day, that
the majority of tho lads locked up under
his euro became vicious from the readinn
of light, cheap, stories in papers tilled with
pictorial illustrations of crine. And par
ents, in thu city and in the country, intelli
gent and religious parents, loo. allow their
children to drink from these poluted fount
ains with seeming unconcerm. They sow
to tlio wind and are surprised when comes
Bkaltifui. Oi.n Faces. There is some
thing very winsome in the fair faco and
open countenance of a young person
who is unmistakably sincere and pure and
frank, who tvidently is innocent anil
guileless, and, has a kind and gentle
spirit. Ono loves to look at such a coun
tenance, and is prompt to praise it with
hearty calhusiasm. What an attractive
face! you say. It commands instant
confidence. There is no room for doubt
there. Y'et after all, the confidence which
such a face inspires is limited. It rests
on hope rather than on experience. That
is the face of one who has never been
tried. Ho is a young soldier of line prom
ise. But he never won a victory; because
ho never was in a battle. .No such restful
conlidenee in his courage and character is
possible as in one whoso faco bears the
marks of struggle.of endurance.of triumph
Innocence in contrast with virtue is as a
blank page in contrast with a page written
over with strong, brave words. You mav
idinire the texture and tone and finish of
a sheet of paper of unusual quality and
ueautv; but yon wotildn t lind any such
enjoyment in receiving that sheet through
the mail with its surface unsullied, as you
would have in a sheet covered wilh words
of courage and cheer from one who has
been tried and proved true, who has been
weighed in Iho balances ami found not
wanting. A fair page of choice paper is a
good start for a letter; but it is only a
start. It is very well to have a bright and
pleasing face in one's early years. Il is a
great deal better to have the impress of
victory in the struggles of life on one's
face in tho latter years. Ho nr she whose
face doosn't grow beautiful in growing
older is to blamo for tho failure.
Tiif, Pikk's Pf.ak Sionai, Station.
The establishment by the government of
a signal service station on the summit of
Pike s Peak, though thought fur some time
to bo unnecessary, has proved to he a very
wise measure. It is the highest station, as
well us the highest inhabited part of the
globe its elevation is usually estimated at
about 4,51)0 feet and present indications
are that it is yet to stand at the head of all
the astronomical and meteorological sta
tions of the world. Il is admirably adapt
ed to thu observation and study of nature,
the ninety of the atmosphere bringing out
lo a remarkable degree the clearness and
brilliancy of tho heavenly bodies. Tho
nights are almost alwajs cloudless, and
cloudy days are exceptional, nine-tenths
of the storms being below the Peak. The
best report of the last total eclipse of tho
sun received at Washington was Prof.
Loud's of Colorado college, from obser
vation made at the Peak The summit of
the moiinlnin contains 60 acres, and at the
loftiest point stands the signal station, a
rough stono building, 24 by 30 feet, one
story high, which contains the oilicer's
room, kitchen, store room and wood-room.
On that bleak, lonely spot, nearly 20 miles
from any human habitation, the three sig
nal officers, sergeants specially detailed
from tho army, live tho greater part of Ihe
year. Tho station is three miles from the
timber line, where vegetation for tho most
part ceases. Short grass, tufted with deli
cate Alpine flowers, strugglos against the
cold air, as it creeps toward tho summit;
but m thai region are hundreds ol acres
of barren, gray-reddish rocks; not a ves
tige of vegetation within sight.
The Bushmen are usually ranked as the
lowest forms of humanity, except, perhaps
the South American Bolocudo, anil their
manner of oral communication is very
little like human speech, being a series of
clicks, interspersed with harsh, entirely
inarticulate, gulternl sounds. They are
strange looking creatures, diminutive in
size, singular in movement, bestial of fea
ture, and strongly suggest tho connecting
link between man and monkey. If they
can get no better food, they will oat snakes
and reptilos, and thoy make a kind of cake
out of dried locusts which they pound be
tween stones and knead into shape. They
are cunning, nnd not without courage.
Thoy hunt wild beasts of divers sorts.even
the lion, toward which they creep on thoir
bellies, (keeping to leeward, so that he
may not get their scent, )till within a short
distance of him, when they shoot ono of
their tiny, poisoned arrows into a vital
part, and so slay him. In hunting tho
ostrich, l hey contrive to opproach behind
a screen formed to look like one of theso
birds, until within arrow-range, and kill a
number of thorn. The Bushman is very
revengeful, and oasily takes oflense, often
without the least causo. Not infrequently
he hamstrings a whole herd of oiutlo be
cause the thu ownor hag nngored him wit
tingly or unwittingly. The Dutch Boers
in thu vicinity of the Cape of Good Hope
aro so afraid of him and his poisonod ar
rows that thoy do not hcsilato to shoot him
down as Ihuy would a rabid dog whenever
they havo an opportunity. He is not de
void of intelligence, and might bu civi
lized , it would soeni, but no effort in this
direction has yet been made. His treat
ment has beuu of a kind to render him
still more savage.
There is only one lieHer thing than to
appear lo be virtuous and happy, and that
is to be really so.
There is very little usu in making to-day
cloudy because to-morrow is likely to bo
To give brilliancy to Ihe eyes, shut them
early at night, and open ihem early in the
morning; let the mind lie consiamly in
tent on the acquisition of huiii .n knowl
edge, or the exercise of benevolent feel
ings. This will scarcely ever fail lo im
part to the ccs an inleliigi nt and amiable
The Jews are steadily aud surely in
creasing in the United states. At the be
ginning of ihe present century, there
were only six Jewish congivg ,'iions in
America. It is esiimaied now that there
a iv 3'IU eongregaii"ns, and o(ifl.iRX) Jews
in the I'niled .Stales alone anil that lie
increase in the last eight or ten years h is
been more rapid than evi-r before.
James Ellis, a colored Ainerictis (Ga ).
blacksmith, has shown a rare generosity
by giving his old mistress, who ha'l
become so poor llial she had not even a
I f to shelter her, the house he had built
wiib his savings. Ex -Congressman Smalls,
also, one of Soulh Carolina's colored in- m-
i ers in Ihe la-t House, has furnished relief
to the wido veil daughter of I list former
Catching Ants. In New Mixicotlie
following method of catching ants in boih
popular and efficacious: A few laiee
hanip ignu botties are tinned in the
ground, near Hie i nirance to the nest. Mil
their tops are flush with iln- ground.
Every ant going to or coming fioin i lie
colony will at once walk up, peep ou r
and then drop in. When he gels lo tin;
bottom hu finds himself iu the middle of a
free light, in which legs and ar.ti nine are
chawed off with alar ::ing recklessness.
Two or three davs suffice to nccuiiuilale
half-a dozen quails of . -mis, and complete.
ly exterminate the colony.
Avery and Hettrick were lounging iu a
cigar store kept by Workings, in Quinoy,
111. Workings remarked Ihat business
was bad but would be good if, tliroiieli a
omplaint made by Dr. i'icrson. lie had not
been prevented form selling liquor, lie
added. "1 would enjoy killing that doctor."
"Would you?" responded Avery; "so
would 1." and lie went on to explain that
ho baled Dr. Picr.-on in consequence of an
old quarrel. Hetlriek also had a grudge
against the doctor, who sued him for pay
ment of a bill The Irio lalked of their
grievances and at length seriously discuss
ed tho murder of the man whom they
mutually disliked. They were in no
hurry, however, and two months elapsed
before they were ready lor the the crime.
Then they hired a negro to go lo Dr.
Pierson's house in the night, and tell him
that his attendance was required bv a
woman in a place several miles out of the
city Pierson went, unsuspectingly, and
was waylayed and murdered by Ins three
enemies. 1 ho deed was far weeks a
profound mystery, as no motive could be
discovered for killing a generally popular
man. The exposure came through thu
negro. Instead of paving him ten dollars
for his service, according to promise, the
murderers gevo him a watch that they had
taken from the doctor's pocket, and which
was found by the police where ho sold it.
Kerosene, it is said, will cure diphtheria.
Many a servant girl who might have died
from diphtheria lias been saved by a
timely Use of kerosene ami kindling.
" Isn't my photograph excellent?" said
a young wile to her husband. " Well, my
dear, ' replied he, " there's a Utile too
much repose around the mouth to be natu
In struggling to make :i dull-brainod
boy understand what conscience is, a
teacher finally asked. " What makes you
feel uncomfortable after vou have done
"Father's leather snap;
ingly responded thu boy.
Handy Tmsns to IIavk A box of
copper rivets and burs, a coil of stout cop
per wire, a few dozen mixed screws, an
as-ortment of carriage bolts, an awl anil a
few waxed ends, a bottle of harness dress
ing, a pound or two of assorted wrought
nails, a few loose links ol broken chains,
hall a dozen brass knobs for cows' bonis,
a small anvil, a box of axle grease (a mix
ture of black lead and palm oil is the be-t),
a quart can of sperm oil for machines, livo
gallons of crude petroleum, a small supply
of simple medicine horn. all these, and a
closet lo keep them in, will be found val
uable in the saving of thuo, money, and
irritation, when an occa-ion of prosing
need conies during the busy season.
Jokks I'UHM Pa i:ts I'Ai'i'.us. A military
man who boasts that he can't be caught,
no matter what you ask him, but who is
really stupid, Is asked. " How many miles
from Paris to Berlin?"
"And how many fiom Berlin to Paris?"
" Tho same of course.''
' That's where you'ro wrong."
" Wrong! " exclaims the military man,
astonished nnd troubled
" Yes, wrong! You know how long it
is between Christmas nnd New Year's?"
" Well, is it the same between New
Year's and Christmas?"
"By Jove! you're right. I mver
thought of that before."
The other evening, at a little dinner
party up town, one of ihe guests, the
younger brother of an English nobleman,
expressed with commendable freedom his
opinion of America and ils people. " I
do not altogether like the country, said
tho young gentleman, " for ono reason ;
because you nave no gentry iierc. - u nut
do you mean by gentry?" asked another
of the company. " Well, yon know," re
plied tho Englishman, " Well oh, gentry
are those who never do any work them
selves and whose fathers before them
nover did nny." " Ah," exclaimed his
interlocutor, " then wo have plenty of
gentry in America, but we don't call litem
gentry, wo call them tramps." A laugh
went around the tablo and tho young En
glishman turned his conversation into
another channel. Graphic.
"Gif Deu Ciieesk a Vaiu Chance."
Tho man .swaggered into a tidy lunch
house over the Rhine, flopped into a chair,
slapped his feot upon the table, shoved his
hat on tho back of his head, nnd called for
beer, bread and Linibiirgher. Thu pro
prietor hustled around and filled the order
The man picked up a bit of thu cheese
on a fork and smelted at it derisively.
"Take that away," lie said, "and bring
mo some decent cheese. It's Llmburghcr
I want this is no good."
" What's do matter mil dat gheese, my
friond? Vas id doo strong? I hall' zoom
dot vas vrcsher," said llio iernian, anxious
"Strong! Kaw! That's what I want.
This cheese is no 'count at all. I want
something I can smell clear across the
room. Trot it out and be lively. This
don't siuoll bad a bit fetch in the rankest
you have got. I've got a Dutch stomach,
if I was born in America," And tlio man
studied at the chceso again, and threw it
down in disgust.
Tlio proprietor bowed over the tabic,
and also sniffed a fuw times. Ho then
turned an injured look ou tlio captious
customer, and persuasively said :
"Dot vas not fair, niino frindo; dook
down dom foots off dor liable, and gif dv
ghcoso a fair ehanco."