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Vol. Xi. WEDNESDAY MORNING, FEBRUARY 17, 1875. No. 7.
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QUESTIONING THE NEW
New Year, I would that I might read
Your purpose through!
I wonder if yonr promise meed
To me is true:
But while your flattery I receive,
In truth I hardly dare believe
Or trust In you.
For ah! the Year whose hoary head
Now lieth low,
Came In with smiles like yours widespread,
Twelve months ago.
And o.! the hopes so rkch and rare,
That with his promises so fair
He help me sow!]
Bt when att athe arvest came,
I gathered naught,
o golden treasure met my claim,
Tho' long I sought.
And we are glad-my heart and I
TO ne at last this Old Year die.
For all he brought.
And now yon come! what do you hold?
What do you bring?
What blessings are for me enrolled ?
What songs to sing?
, well! New Year! from day to day- I
be1b;W yougi:e or take away
Still, Hope is king!
-From TiE ALDINE for February.
TE RAIDS OF DEATH.
Thi magnificent piece of poetry is from the
1ev. W. H. Platt, the Rector of Calvary
Chureb, in Louisville.
On his phantom steed, with passion's speed,
Death sweeps on his circuits wide;
Through every zone he rides alone,
With dread as his weird bride.
Pause and think
On the brink
Of the tide
Dim and wide
In the gloom
Of thy doom
With a mocking glee o'er every sea, ]
He gathers his tracking storm.
And he hunts down life in its grasping strife,
In every breathing form;
With his mcffled feet, his courser fleet,.
O'ertakes each flying man,
And summons bim back, in every crowd,
To tramp in his caravasn.
- Ponder! sigh!
Each must die;
In each breath,
To the laughing child and the savage wild, .
To the maiden in the mystic light-_
To the rayless mind, in missions kind-4
To hope, with Its beamings bright
To the proud and great in pomp of state
To all of a vagrant's birth
To the heart of grief, like a smitten leaf
To0 anl of this moaning earth,
Ponder death !
Man! 0 man!
TELJECT fl RAGS.
It was a black wintry day.
Heavy snowdrifts lay piled up in
the streets of New York, and the
yelesappearance of the city was
cold and dismaL
Seated upon the steps of one of
the]arge dwellings on Fifth Avenue,
was a boy apparently thirteen years
of age. He was literally clothed
in rags, and his hands were blue,
and his teeth chattered with cold.
$slying upon his knee was a news
paper which he had picked up in ~
the streets, and he was trying to
read the words upon it. He had
been occupied thus for some time
when two little girls clad in silk and
fars came towards him. The eldest
one was about twelve years old, and
so beautiful that the poor boy rais
edhis eyes and fixed them upon
her in undisguised admiration.
The child of wealth stopped be
fore him and turn-ng to her comn
panion, exclaimed, 'Marian, just see
this man on my steps. Boy what
are you doing here T
'I am trying to learn to read up
on this little bit of paper,' answered
The girl laughed derisively and
'Well, truly ! I hav~e heard intel
lect in rags, Marian, and here it is
Marian's soft hazel eyes filled
with tears as she replied :
'Oh, Louise, do not talk so; you
know what Miss Fannie teaches in
school, -'The rich and poor meet to
gether, and the Lord is the Maker
of them all."'I
Louise laughed again and said to,
'Get up from here, you shall not
sit on my steps, you are too ragged
The bov arose and a blush crim
soned his face. He was walking
away, when Marian said:
'Dont go little boy, you are so
cold, come to my house and get
warm. Oh, do come,' she continued,
as he hesitated ; and he followed
iei- in;o a large kitchen where a
bright warm fire was shedding its
genial warmth around.
'rell, Miss Marian, who are you
riging here now,' asked the ser
'Oh, he shall warm, sit here lit
le boy,' and iachel pushed a chai1
n front of the stove; she then gave
Eim a piece of bread and meat.
Marian watched these arrange
nents and then glided from the
room; when she returned she had
i primer, with the first rudiments
f spelling and reading. Going to
.he boy she said:
'Little boy here is a book that
Fou can learn to read from better
,han a piece of paper. Do you
now your letters?'
'Some of them, but not all. I
iever had anybody to teach me.
[just learned myself but, oh. I want
to read so badly.'
Marian sat down beside him. and
)egan to teach him his letters.
3he was so busily occupied in th.
York that she did not see her mo
Aher enter the room nor hear Rach
A explain about the boy; and sli
mew not that her mother stood for
;ome time behind them listning
:o her noble child teaching tho
>eggar boy his letters.
There were but few that he had
iot already learned himself, and it
vas not long before Marian had the
iatisfaction of hearing him repeat
When he arose to go he thanked
iachel for her kindness and offered
darian her book.
'No, I don't want it,' she said,
I have given it to you to learn to
-ead from. Won't you tell me your
'Jimmie,' he replied.
'I will not forget you, Jimmie.
ro must always remember Marian
1ayes,' was the little girl's fare
Louise Gardner and M a r i a ii
1ayes were playmates and friends.
heir dwellings joined, and almost
werv hour of the day they were to.
ether for they attended the same
chool. These two children were
rery differently dispositione:1, and
rery differently brought up. Lou
se was pioud and haughty. Poverty
n her eyes was a disgrace and a
rime, and she thought nothing too
evere for the poor sufferer. These
iews she learned from her mother.
rs. Gardner moved in one exeln
ive circe-bon ton of New York.
iVIthout its precincts she never
rentured,for all others were beneath
ier. Louise, taught to mingle with
to children excepting those of her
nother's friends, was growing up
>elieving herself even better than
The teaching that Marian Hayes
eceived was totally different from
his. Mrs. Hayes was acknowl
~dged by Mrs. Gardner as one of
er particular friends ; yet though
he moved among that circle, was
ar from being one of them. Her
loctrine was the text her little girl
uad used: 'The rich and thez poor
neet together, and the Lord is the
Laker of them all.' Thus she taught
arian, there was no distinction
as to wealth and position ; that the
isticton was in worth alone.
he taught her to reverence age,
,nd to pity the poor and destitute ;
,nd that 'pleasant words were as
weet as honey comb, sweet to the
oul,' a little kindness was better
han money. Marian learned the
esson well, and was ever ready to
ispense her gentle words to all,
thether they were wealthy and in
uential, or ragged and indigent as
he boy she had that cold morning
A gay and brilliant throng were
ssembled in the Gity of Washing
on. Congress was in session, and
he hotels were crowded with
trangers. It was an evening party.
he brilliantly lighted rooms were
led with youth and beauty.
Standing near one of the doors
ore two young ladies, busily en
aged in conversing together. The
ldr of the two suddenly exclaim.
Oh, Mtrian, have von seenMr
iaiton. the new memuber fro
No, but I have heard a grea~t
teal about hi:m.'
-Oh, I want to see0 him so b:ail.
irs. N- is going to introdu~ce
im to us. I wish she would make
Stast, I have ao patiecei~.
Don't speak so, Louise. I wish
on not beC so triiling,' said Mari 'n.
A singular smile played~c aronnud
:e muouh of a tall, handsome gen
Liman who was standing near the
rls : andt e. he passed them he
canned them very closely. In a
hort time Mrs. N- came ur
vith Mr. Hamilton, the new mom
>er, and presented him to Mis
)ardner and Miss Hayes. As they
vere conversing together, Mr. Ham
lton said :
'Ladies, we have met before.'
But Louise and Marian declared
dieir ignorance of the fact.
'It has been long years ago, yet]I
iave not forgotten it nor a single
ntence uttered during that meet.
ing. I will quote one that may re
call it to your memory. 'The rich
and the poor meet together. and
the Lord is the Maker of them all.
The rich blood tinged the cheeks
of "Marian but Louise still declared
hrself ignorant as before. MIr.
Hamilton glanced for a moment at
Marian, then turning to Louise, he
'Long years ago, a little boy,
ragged and dirty seated himself up
on the steps of a stately dwelling
on Fifth Avenue, New York, anid
was there busily engaged trying to
read from a bit of paper, when his
aUtention was attracted by two lit
tle girls. riehly dressed. The eldest
of the t-yo particularly attracted
him, ,I he was as beautiful as arn
bgel; bt as they came near to him,
she lifId~ up her hand and exclaim
-Boy. wiat are von doing ther
The bw answered that he vals
tryig~ to read. The child of affia
enlcueri,led him. and said she h d
heard- of intellect in rags, and he
was, the. very personification of it.
L: comyanions answer was. that
h rich the pour shall mueet to
g thier, 1 the Lord is the Maker of
them all.' The elder girl drove the
boy away from the steps, but the
yonuger one took him into her
dwelling and warmed and fed him
there. When they parted the little
girl said, 'you must not forget
Marian Hayes.' And, Miss Hayes, he
never has forgotten you. That rag
ged, dirty boy is now before you la
dies, as M'. H:ui.ton. the Member
of Congress: and allow ie, Miss
Gardner, io tender my thanks to
You for the kind treatment of that
OverwhLncd w i t h confusion,
Louise knew nut what t s:v or d.
In pa frt he, i' Lilto1
ros and turn.g to Maria, said:
--I will see you again. Miss Ha1..
and be left them.
Uoui-e wold not stay in tie ity
wh re she daiy met with Mr. Ham
i:Lun, and in a .ewv d. .:s rturni -1
t6 ew York. lt-av-ing a:.W
the3 cniosesOf having done
nothing to be ashamed of. an' -
joying the society of distinguished
MiLUan and Mr. Hamilton were
waking together one evening. winIil
the latter drew from his bosom an
old and well-worn primer and hand
el it to Marian.
'From this,' lie said, the man who
is so distinguished here, first learn
ed to read. Do you recognize the
Marian trembled, and did not
raise her eyes, when she saw the
well-remembered book. Mr. Ham
Iilton took her hand and said:
'Mar-ian, Jimmie has never forgot
ten you. Since tile day yon were
so kin-d to him and give him this~
book, lhi life has had one great aim.
and thaL wvas to attain to greato ess,~
and in after years to meet that
minisein:g angel who was the
sweeteiner of my days of poverty.
When I left your house with this
book, I returned to my humble~
'ho:ne t..n times hape,and as
siduously set to work to learn to
read. Myk mother was an invalid,
and ere U ng I learned well enough
to rea'd i-> her.
'Wheu my mother died I found
goo 1 fricnds, and wvas adopted by a
geLLlea in W--. As his son
Ihave been educated. A year ago
hedied and left his property to me.
Of all the pleasant memories of my
b)oyhood, the one oonnected with
you is the dearest. I have kept
this prie next to my heart, and
dwelt upon the hope of again meet
ing the- giver. I have met her. I
see all my imaginlationl pictured.
and I ask if the dear hand that gave
this boo0k cannot be mine forever
Louise felt deeper grief than ever
when Marian told her she wa to
become the wife of Mr. Hamnilton.
the pooUr b)y who sOtf on.;1ce spurn-1
d -1 'iia c i:1 r:i.'o Bu se
L -s is trap~inin up a~ f:unlly of
to despise not intallect in rgs, but
to be guidled by 1ari':a:- text:
~The rich and the poor meet to
~ether, and the Lord is the Make:r
0f them all.'
The Chicago Tines puts the sol
emn conunmdruam: 'qHow. can we
escap)e tire ?" A Now York paper'
answers : '-The Gospel offers you
every emcouragemenmt, but perhiaps
your 'best hold' is to get out of
Next to the diary, the most dif
renit thing to keep in a lead neneil.
A STrZ.!E STORY.
mN}: OF LAFTTE " MEN DE RiEs TiME
BATTLE <' NEW) F r..Ns.--..moN
J;I'RTI S RI\kTri '.UiEi) BY Pi
RATF!S AND DURIED oN (7.kVESTO
In your issue of the 25th of Deem
, appear an accounit of an old
annon brought up from-1 the bottom
>f the bay by the scoop of the
Iredgeboat. In the sneAAw paper
seVer'al conjectual hist)ries
>f the piece of ordnance, none of
vhich, as I hppen to know, have
iny degree of truth. except that the
.annon in question once formed
ait c f the armament of the fleet of
,aitte-the 'brave and good Lafitte.
Prom the cut and descrip.ion given
>f it in your paper I recognize it as
m1 old a(quailta-nce.
And. sirs, it has a history, and a
nost eventful. but brief one, and
,011n1 it but speak would tell its
)wn talle ill langunage far more eO
iuent than I can. I am an old man
iow-"in the scro and yellow leaf."
[was many years ago a member
)f the company of the brave Lafitte:
aml old now, close on to ninety
roars. and though some weak of
imb and dili of sight, yet have re
nenibrance of persons and events
)f lonr ago remarkably vivid. An
>ld man lives in the past entirely
ic is fund of talking of the brave
lays of his youth, of the brave men
xho lived then, of their deeds of
laring. of their generosity. and of
imself. I Iml,ay. sirs, grow tedious
mU iJu-osy. but permit me to tell
av stor; ll in'y own way-the story
l.: thecannn-or'. Sirs, it has a
iLoy'. aL one of great interest.
Yn wiH remember that a short
Oie bef'r t great battle of New
Xrleans. the great and brave Gen.
ikw .Jack3n induced our cap
'_j.th 11.,Le T 4_. 1 .
ai thle brave uaitti, to help him
igh- the 1ritish. I well remember
he day. when a small vessel-a
whooner appeared off the bar of
vh liat is now ealled Galveston island.
i'e displayed the American flag,
ired a gun and then lowering her
Iational lhg, ran a white flag to her
Tbeak. Tht meant a parley. La
itte sonned the new comler closelv
sith is glass for some minutes.
mid then ordering his four-oared gig.
pulled to the schooner. I was then
young and lusty, and accounted the
jest stroke in our navy, and was
>ne of the gig's crew. Lalitte
ioarded thle schooner. and hie and a
foung American o ffi c e r. whose
aamne I afterwards learned was Don
aelson-Lieut. Donnelson, of Gen.
Jackson's staff-descended into the
3abin. There th?ey remnaine'd an
iou' or more, and theon they came
>nt. As Lafitte stepped .over the
schooner's side to get into his gig.
ae said to iDonnelson. --Tell Gen.
Jackson I v:ill be with him. He
may rely on me for at leaLst eighty
The name of the schooner was the
'John Hancock," and a neat clipper
shc was. We pulled back to the
ort, Lafitte saying not a word, but
pulling in his qjuick, nervous way
his mustache; p)roved to us he was
planning some desperate work.
That night the schooner weighed
md left. The next morning there
wvas a grand council held at the fort.
Xll this occurred a long, long timec
ago-nearly sixty years ago! ' ion
Db u ! ; ow time flys ! It seemns but
yesterday. Well. sirs, I don't want
to be tedious, but an old man is
naturally garrulous. He has so
much to live over in thought. S,
Sirs, .'' ir with :m patiently.
I dont know what happened in
the council. hut two days after three
of our best vessels. with the fiower
0f our 1silibusters. sailed fur New
Orleans. under the command of the
J E iTTE HIsELF.
Chave, I.9 right bower, be'ing
wh.hi. After four (lays sail we
ca iteMiss1ijippi river. and~
:e e 1 off Ne~w Orleans, a
lijl lehm ity. I was thena
*m. A): ord the ten-gm big
&ngeace. cm"'nded by Chauvet.
a b-:ave ',ut cruel man. When thec
British forcesuder Paekenham ap
we ran up) and anchored above the
city. All was bustle and prepara
tion. We took out most of the can
non and placed them in position ir
the works General Jackson hmad
hastily thrown up at Chahmette, and
one hundred and twenty picked ar
tillerists, or gunners, with all out
oflicers. headed by the brave Lafitte
in person, manned them.
On the 8th day of January. the
British opened a terrible fire on us
with their field pieces, but as we
were safe behind our earthworks
and cotton bales. wc let them w~ast(
their powder. Lafitte--our brave
Lafitte Iah, how grand he looked!
hnow his hk eye +1aelhc Im, im
wvas the genius of the fight ! Hov
hi French blood boiled at the sigh
of a red coat ! Les Aal4s pajides
Jackson, tall and gaunt, was mov
ing his men, occasionally observin
the British line with his glass, ani
turning anon to encourage his Ton
nesSeans and Kentuekians. Hov
impatient those rifleman appeared
But Jackson's orders were, "Re
sirve your fire, men, for close quar
Pretty soon the cannonading cens
ed. and Lhen we could see the lon
anl solid line of British advancing,
first at a slow, steady pace, then n
double quick. When they wer(
within three hundred yards of om:
works, Laitte,springing upon a gur
carriage, thundered out, "FI i.!"
Scre Eleiu! What a sheet oJ
flame leaps forth from our guns
Then Jackson, with a clear ringinC
voice that could be heard above the
roar of battle, cried out: "Makt
overy shot tell. Fire low, my boys:
Crack: crack ! went the unerring
ritdes. Our guns roared. Grape.
canister and round shot weni
crashing through the advancing
ranks. The foe reeled under th(
fire. For an instant they falteret
-for an instant only-then witl
closed ranks they again advanced
under a most withering and deadl
fire. A general officer leads them
He mounts the parapet, waving hiB
sword and cheering on his men
Latitte springs toward him, pisto:
in hand. A flash-Packenham fal
shot through the heart. The waver
and then retreat, in great confusior
and disorder, to the shelter of thei,
war vessels. Lafitte was for charg
ing them. but Jackson, coo
and collected, said "no." Ou
forces were too small, and bayonet.
were scarce; so we remained be
hind our breast-works poured vol
leys of grape into them until the:
were out of range. Mon D;eu ! hov
my old blood is stirred at these r
Well, about the gun! Patience
messieurs, I am coming to the gun
Well, sir, after the British fleet hat
sailed down the river, we went ove:
the b,ttle-field, picking up the plun
der. Among many other thineg lef
in their hasty departure the Britisl
left a six-pounder, a field-piece
stuck in the mire, with one whee
shattered. It was a beauty ; al
most new. The date of its castin
After remaining in New Orlean:
a fewv days, we prepared for our de
parture. Among other things give:
Lafitte by Gen. Jackson was thii
si-pounder (the identical cannoi
described in your paper of 25t:
December). to replace one of our;
IiX13TBRST IN THlE IATTLE.
It was placed on our bridge, th,
Vengeance. and ever after formet
part of her armament.
When we returned to Galveston
Lafitte called us all together-me
and olneers-and told us that h
was deter,nined to give up follow
ing t.he sea. and would leave us
that if we desired, we could choos
a new leader. We were sorry t
hear this, for we all loved our in
trepild and generous Lanite, and er
deavored to shake his resolutior
But lhe was firm, and so we wen
into an election, and Chauvet, Le
fit's first lieutenant, was chose:
our leader. Shortly after. Lanitt
bad'e us axdieu, and taking one shi
the Chiquita, Eailed for Sout:
America. I remained b)ehind o:
the islandl with Chauvet. Chauve
was not the leader Lafitte was. Hi
liked dash and enterprise ;lhe wai
cross. cruel, harsh, avaricious an.
overbearing. We feared him, Iu
did not love him as we did Lafit t<
Weil.one day Chauvet took comnman
of the Vengeance, the fastest vess<
and best armed of our navy, an
sailed into the gulf for a cruist
We stoppled at one of tile Florid
Keys, and, while there, Chauvet r<
ceived some dispatches. the cer
tents of which seemed t.o give liri
intense pleasure. He immediat<
ly weighed anchor and run into th
Atlantic, heading for Hatteras.
After we got off Hatteras. a ma
was kept day and night aloft. o
the look-out. with orders to r,
potevery sail lie saw. One day.
think it was .sometimne in the mont
of March or ApriL,1815.the man alo:
reported a strange sail on our la:
board. Chauvet seized his glas:
aind after viewing the stranger ft.
some time. ordered the men pipe
to quarters, and the decks cleare
for action. I was then the gunn<
of the same identical six-pound
canturedL at New Orleans. Ah : bi
sh wa~s a beauty. I never misse
We kept the stranger in sight ii
til dark, and then, under press<
sail, began to crawl upon her. SI
was a fast sailer, buft Xloni DiX
she was a tortoise compared to tI
V engeance. About daybreak ne:
aye were cQen enQngb inma
her out distinctly. She was a pilot
t boat built schooner, and was armed:
two gums amid-ships and a swivel
forward. We ran about 200 cables'
length distant from her, and Chau
vet, mounting the railing. hailed
- her. She replied that she was the
American privateer schooner Pa
triot. bound from Georgetown,
hSout Carolina. to New York, and
ran up the Stars and Stripes. Chau
vet. instead of displaying the Vene
zuelan flag, under which we usu
ally sailed, flung to the breeze
the terrible black flag, and fired a
broadside into her. Jlon DiCu ! the
Yankees were no cowards, and they
- replied with their starboard gun
and their swivel. And well aimed
they were, too, for we had four
men killed and some six wounded
by the discharge, besides having
our rigging badly cut up. After a
sharp but brief conflict we carried
her by boarding, and every soul was I
either put to the sword, or
MADE FOOD FOR SHARKS
in our own peculiar way. Ah : but
didn't my pet, my beauty-my
little six-pounder. do good work
Never a shot missed. She behaved i
splendidly. And didn't I pet and'
kiss her when the fight was over
and the prize secured. A prize in
deed the Patriot proved. She had
been cruising for some months, de
predating upon British commerce,
and was returning to New York to
divide the plunder.
After we had disposed of the dead
and living privateermen, Chauvet
descended into the cabin, and pret
ty soon he called out in an angry
tone for myself and mate to go to
him. We descended and found
him in the cabin, confronted by a
beautiful woman, who held an
empty bottle in her hand, with
which she had struck Chauvet, who
had attempted, it seems, to make
r too free vsith her. He ordered us
- to tie her hand and foot and convey
her on board the Vengeance and
place her in his cabin. We obeyed
hIm; but she fought us, and did
all she could to jump overboard.
After gutting the captured ves
sel, and transferring the valuables
to the Vengeance, we fired her, and
then headed for Galveston island.
Just after we entered the gulf,
and while flying the Venezuelan flag,
we had a terrible fight with a Span
Sish cruiser, and being badly hulled
and cut up, and after losing one
Sthird of our crew (ah ! the brave
fellows-how g a 11 a n t ly they
Sfought !), we took advantage of a
foggy night to draw off, and under
full press of canvass made for the is
Sland. Upon our arrival we found
s the Vengeance so badly damaged
that it became necessary to remove
from her her armament and all valu
e ables, and sent her to oar navy
1 yard for repairs.
We had gotten everything off
,1but thr~ee or four guns, my little
1 six-pounder among the number,
e when one night, through the infer
Snal carelessness of the Watchman,
:the Vengeance caught fire and
e burned to the water's edge, and in a
o few hours after sank in the channel
.between our town, on the east end
of Galveston island, and our navy
Lyard, which was about half a mile
t to the wvest.
~-Ah, how my heart bled to lose my
a little pet-my little six-pOund er. I
e grieved over its loss even as 1
Sgrieved over the death of one of my
Li comrades. 0, little beauty. I little
a hoped ever to hear of you again.
t Yes. sirs, that cannon described in
e your paper, is my lost pet. I know
s her. Have I not handled her ? Don't
ci I know every mark on her ? The
t marks you describe near the cross
~. were made by a cursed Spanish
Ishot in otur engagement in the gulf.
1 If I were not so old and so feeble
I I would travel to Galveston to see
E once more my little pet.
a The woman captured on the pri
3vateer died a few days after our ar
1- rival in Galveston. She was a very
nl handsome woman, and I afterwards
3- learned was the daughter of a dis
& tinguished American. Hecr cloth
- ing-wh'ich was of the finest mate
n rial-was marked "T. A." and she
n1 had a golden locket containing a
p)ortrait of a beautiful boy. On the
I locket were the wvords, "To my
ii wife, Theodosia. She was buried
[t on the island, a few hundred yards
r- to the east of the old fort on the
90pomt. It was whispered among
>the men that Chauvet had killed
d her, because she would not yield to
d his wishes.
r I hope. sirs, you will excuse the
r prosy talk of an old man. I am
t nearing my end-have much to re
d pent of. But when I saw the de
scription in your paper of my lost
i pet, I felt compelled to write you
f the truth about her. My old coin
te rades, who may be living-and
! some were living in Texas a year
te ago-can bear witness to the truth
it of what I have written. I ama near
oe in~ the grave. A few weeks, nay,
HE FINALLY WENT.
An old man recently appeared
efore the Detroit and Lansing
ailroad ticket window at the Ce-n
-al depot. and asked:
'What yon charge for a ticket to
-Two-sixty. sir replied the agent.
etting his thumb and reaching
at for the money.
"Two dollar and zixty cents !" ex
aimed the stranger. pulling his
ead out of the window.
"Yes. ,ir. that is ihe regular
-Then I sthavs here .v Detroit
)rtv years!" sa the man. getting
d in the f:.c. 4-I haf never seen
.e sush'n swindle as dat
"Two sixty is the regular fare.
ad you will have to pay it if you
o, replied the agent.
-I shust gef you two dollar ind
o more." said the stranger.
'_No: can't do it.
"Tell, den I sthays mit Detroit
11 I dies," growled the old man,
ad he went away and walked
round the depo,. He expected to
e called back as he left the win
ow, as a man is often called back
> "take it along" when he has been
bafing with a clothing dealer.
,uch an event did not occur, and,
fter a few minutes, the old man re
irned and called out :
"ell, I gef you two dollar und
"No. can't do it, replied the
"Vell, den I don't go, so help me
'rashus! I have lived in Detroit
bree yare, und shall bay bolice
tx, sewer tax. und want to grow
.p mit dis town. und I shall not be
He walked off again, looking
ack to see if the agent would not
all him, and, after a stroll around
e returned to the window, threw
own some money. and said:
"-ell. dake two dollar und twen
y cents, und gif me'n dickette."
"My dear sir. can't you under
tand that we have a schedule of
a-ices here. and that I must go by
b?" replied the ageat.
"Vell, den. I sthays mit Detroit
-on dousand vare exclaimed the
tranger, madder than ever. "I bays
olice taxes und sewer taxes, und I
hall se about dis by de Sheaf of
He walked off again, and as he
aw the locomotiv-e backing up to
ouple on to the train, he went
>ack to the window and said:
"Gif me'n dickette for two dollar
md thirty cents. nd I rides on the
"Can't do it. said the agent.
"Vell, den. py golly. I sphecaks to
-o what I does: Here is dema
wo dollar und sixty cents. and I
roes to Lansing und never comes
>ack. No. zur. I shall never come
>ack. or I shall comec mid de blank
oad! I bays taxes by demn bolice.
nd by denm zewers. und I shall
how vou dat I sh?all haf nodding
more to do mit dis town
He went on the tr-ain.
[Detroit FrL" Prm.
Dox'r Cai'i-s.-Whetever vou
lo. dou't set up for a cr-itie. We don't
ne-au a newspaper one. but in private
ife. in the domestie 'aireIc. in scie-ty.
t will not do ay ne ay go,od, and
t will do vou harm-if you are
alled disagreeale. If von don't like
myl one's nIos. or object to any one's
thin don't put your feelnaP1-into words.
If any one'-s maniner don't please your.
-eemiber your own. People are not
dll made to suit one taste. recollect
:hat. Take thing.s no' you find them
aless you c-an alter them. Even a
linner, after it is .wallowed, caunat
>e made any bAtter. Continual faul:
inding. continu:l criticisml of conduct
>f ti-is one and the speceh of that one.
:he dress of the other. and the or inione
>f t'other, will marke hiome the un
iappiest place untdr the sun.
A Michigan pa1rper dechires that "DI r.
Mary Walker's lit> is one continual
struggzle to keep hi r p:ats hitched up'
vitho~ut thec aid of -uspeuders. -
W\hich. to all int -nl purpses,.
islab-sided. kuoek-kneed arnd bandy
serredl not s:an n 'a :er*e ac of
oTsi ::. we slhould lihire somecbody
>, ld. that i h . ited pants -
raprir cat a. !:cle you could4 u.,
njre pail thanu ol without disekin
holurn button than yonu culd puili
:amel through the eye of ' a~ n-ele
ithout first swapping him~ Or fr a
pool of thread.
If your sistet fell into a well.
vby couldn't you rescue her-? Be
~ause you couldn't be a brother an d
~sist her, too.
A polite way of putting it
trouble with a chronic indisposi
~ion to exertion.
Wise sayings often fall to the
~round, but a kind word is never
AdIertiseraents inserted at the rate of 51.00
per equare-one inch--forfrst insertion, ard
75c. for each subseqaent insenon. Double
co!anmn adrerrisenients ten per cent on above.
Notice s oi'mectings. obituaries and tribute
of reipec:, same rates per square as ordinary
Special noLices in local column 20 cents
Advertisements not marked with the num -
,)er o 'nsertions wilI be kept in till forbid
and ciarged accordingly.
7S)oal contracts made with large adver
tisrz, wi;i liberal deductions on above rates.
))nc vith Neatness and Dispeth.
VEACY B.AD GRAMMAR
The~n Tr ( has an article on
on: .-not bd grarmar but
very w a i rmmar-inl whit-b it
Weh i.t: onc; th street, on the
car-. in bSiness offiecs, in schools
and col ges. in private circles. and
-ometimes in the pulpits and from
platforms. The ignorant and the
wise, thc uututored and the
scholar. are all more or less
guilty. Even when we know
what i- coirect in expression
we *e'C utvn betrayed by hah
it or association or imitation into
some violati,n of the King's En
glish. The following expressions
in daily use among people who
think they are well educated may
perhaps eall nttention to this sub
Ject more eliciently than theori
zing and philosophizing upon it
will do. They have all been gath -
Qred within the last few weeks
and a:n the most frequent viola
tions, in commnion parlance, of cor
reet gramniar : "It ain't." for it
isn't. Ain't is a contraction of am
not: "it a not" is evidently er
roneou-. "IHas the cows been fed?"
"I aid in three ton of hay :" "he
walked twenty mile;" "oats is best
f'or horse"-these violate the rule
that verbs and nominatives must
agree in number and person.
The use of' two negatives in the
same sentence is very common.
"They don't want no more," "I
don't know nothing about it,"
"they havn'tgot no money ;" "any"
and "anything" instead of "no"
would make these sentences gram
Adver bs and adjectives are often
used amiss. No error of this sort
is more common than the use of
the adjective "good" for the ad
verb "well." "Is my hair combed
good ?" Vcerbs are frequently in.
correctly formed in their past
tenses, and the participle used
where the past tense would be
proper. "le was drowned," "I
throwed it to him." "they done it."
"we seen it ;" these expressions
one can hecar any day.
The addition of an unnecessary
preposition is a very common er
ror. "The way is opened up ;"
whynoteopened down ? "WXecon
tinue on,' "where is he at ?"
These and themi are often used
insteadl of this and tLse, "These
kind," or "them kind of' things."
"themi children." Other imrop
er uses of pronouns are found in
"her and rme wer.t to school," "it
is him.'' "that's me.''
J. Utanus5M As A Bt?sm:ss.-Inl
comnmen ring upon the failure of a
newspap)er manager, the St. Loa
is Gliobe tells a plain truth in the
followinr words: "The business
of iournalism will continue to be
an nvtng field for experiments
to those who have a larrze amonnt
of money and a large amount of
egotism. A nman who, having ed
ited a newspaper until he was for
ty, should suddenly announce him
self' a lawyer, would be regard
ed as a fool by the legal prcfession;
and yet we often hear of lawyers
of iorty makin gsudde npretentions
to journalmismf. There is an idea
that editing requires no appren
tieeship ;that editors come fortb
from law offices and colleges fully
armed or the profession, like Pal..
las from the brow of' Jove. It is
a ni>tak:e: there is not in America
to-day a >single journalist of nation
arl reputation who has not devo
Ited or time and mere hard
work to his prfession than, with
equal i t. - and application would
hav e made~ him a great lawyer or
ago.1 !.etr. And yet ninety
ont of e.'ery' hiundred men you
me n~ the street will hesitate
abou carynga'a or making a
oa: o.ihee. whereas there will
proba ; .nt oc one in the hundred
who ea:it. acoring to his own
ju:dgment ecit any neowspapecr in
the eu:::.tv'. Letter than it is edit
ite !. n: matter' in what manner or
T :. .: r SmX'ENcE.-Mr.
Trir.la is"Primitive Culture,"
te app'lies to thi:s work the law~
of the i nrrtation of myths:
"Obvi's:'-y, the four and twenty
b!aktNsarc four and twenty
hor.adthe pie that holds them
iteunlerling earth, covered
wihteover-ar'ching sky : how
true a touchi of nature it is. when
thie day~ breaks-the birds begin
to sing The king is the sun, and
his counting out his money is
pouring Out the sunshine, the gold
en shower of IDana-. The queen
is the moon, and her transparent
honey the moonlight. The maid
is the rosy fig?ure drawn, who rises
before the sun, her master, and
hangs out the clouds, his clothes,
acros the sky The pularu
days, and I may be gone. There
are but few of my old comrades
living. Those that are will remem
ber me when they read the name I
bore in the brave days of Latitte. r
They will remember the best gun.
ner Lafitte and Chauvet ever had.
the best oarsman. and the one:
whom they nick-named --l'Ecolier."
If you publish this in your paper, N
please correct the English and put 10
some polish to my rough sentences.
for I have some pride yet in main
taining the reputation for scholar
ship I enjoyed among the brave
filibusters of our loved Lafitte. f
JEAN BAPTISTE CALLISTrE. f
Calcasizu, La., Dec. 28. 1874. r
"And so, Squire, you don't take a
"No, Major: I get the city paper 1
on much better terms, and so I take
a couple of them."
"But, Squire. the country papers t:
are often a great convenience. The a
more we encourage them the better a
the editors can make them."
"Why, I don't know of any con- (
veniente they are to me." t
"The farm you sold last fall was c
advertised in one of them, and 3
thereby you obtained a customer, a
did you not ?" t
"Very true, "Major, but I paid
three dollars for it." t
"And you made much more than
three dollars by it. Now if the a
neighbors had not maintained and
kept it ready for use you would be
without the means to advertise t
your property. t
"But I think I saw your daugh- y
ter's marraige in one of those pa
pers. Did that cost you anything."
"And your brothers' death was -
thus published, with a long obituary I
notice. And the destruction of
your neighbor Brigg's house by fire.
You know these things are exag- t
gerated till the authentic accounts
of the newspaper set them right."
"Yes, yes, but these things are
news to the reader. They cause the i
people to take the paper."
"No, no, Squire Grudge, not if 5
all were like you. Now Itellyou the
day will come when some one will
write a very eulogy of your life and
character, and the printer will put
it in type with a heavy black line
over it, and with all your riches
this will be done for as a grave is
given to a pauper.
"Your' wealth, liberality, and all
such things will be spoken of.but the1
printer's boy, as he spells the words
in arranging the types of these sav
ings will remark of you:
"Poor, mean dcviL, he is even
sponging an obituary ! Good morn
ing, Squire." _____
A Co-oPERATIVE HoU,SEHoLD.
I have heard, writes a London
correspondent, an amusing account
of the failure of a recent attempt
to establish a confederated home in
London. Five famil1ies possessing
small incomes united in the estab
lishmnent of a common home. A
large houso in the Bloomsbury re
gion was taken for the purpose,
and the arrangements for the regu
lation of the household were made I
with the utmiost care and precision.
There was to beca common dining-'
room, in which all the meals of
the household were to be taken:
and each faimily had a set of rooms,
which it was to furnish and ar
range as suited its own conveni
ence. There wvas to be one cook1
for the whole household, and a:
couple of servants to do the other
work. The experiment was com-1
menced, and' for the first day or
tomters went well enough.
Before a week had passed, how
ever, it became evident that to
gover'n a confederated home wvould
be nearly as difficult as to manage
an Irish Parliament. The five
families could never agree upon
what +' sy should cat and di'ink.
The (dinner especially was a stand
ing subject of dispute, and the con
sequence was that the ijitchen be
camne a scene of constant wrang
ling between the unfortunate cook
and her five mistresses. F"ixc
bells would frequent!y be ringing
at the same time, and one family
would co mpiai n tha:t they wecre
neglected and that auother was
receiving undue attention. Theni
the children of the diil'ercnt fami
lies would guarrei, and of coui'se
each mamma was sure t. it her I
darlings were not the cause of the
distur bance. Before a fe w weeks
had passed the confederated home
became what the person who told
me the story' called a confedera
ted discord, and had to be broken
A ~ newly-married man up-town
possesses such a poor memory that
his loving wife has to tie a string
around his finger so he may not
rgoat to come home at night.