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J.--ary 29 SS-6-5L.
BY H. W. LONGFELLOW.
Stay, stay at home my heart and rest; t
Home-keeping hearts are happiest,
For those that wander they know not where
Are fal! of trouble and full of care;
To stay at home is best. t
Weary and homesick and distressed
They wander east they wander west,
And are baffled and beaten and blown about
By the winds of the wilderness of doubt;
To stay at home is best.
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O'er all that flutter their wings and fly t
A hawk is hovering in the sky; s
To stay at home is best.
101V HIE G"'rosE HERl., I
Felix Mildon looked upon his
rich and fashionable friend Harry
Orme, as a fixed, determined old v
Harry Orme was one of those
deep-hearted,earnest thinkers who
loathe the glittering accessories P
of a merely conventional life. To f
him a wife was no mere toy, to
hang with jewels and decorate b
with expensive gewgaws, but the a
companion on whose refinement t
and cultivation depended the hap- il
piness of a lifetime. g
Harry Orme was thoroughly in b
earnest in living, and he could not e
respond to the frivolous maxims
of those who rerard life as a holi- b
day, to be spent in pleasure tak- i
The Rev. Septimus Cliff was in d
his study as Mr. Orme entered it ; s
he looked up with a welcoming t
"Already ?" he asked. a
"Yes, already. You have some- f,
thing for mc to do ?"
"There's never any lack of that," e
aid Cliff, laughing. "We clergy- si
meu are always too glad of hard- .a
working deputies. Here's a list o
f places that ought to be visited ti
this morning, and-"h
"All right," nodded Orme, and i
eerily withdrew-in his ele- Ia
ment at last, as an active and in
defatigable doer of good !
The first place to which he pen
etrated was a dtsmal den on the h1
very top.fioor of a swarming ten
ment house, where lay a child t
ying ~of a disease so loathsome g
that the very neighbors kept r
Orme's entrance was greeted a
with noisy gratitude by the mo
ther and sister of the little sufferer, o
although they acknowledged that d
their necessities were not so great t
s they had been "before the r
young lady came."v
"What young lady ?" asked f
Orme, 'wondering within himself l
wbter any woman could have a
had the nerve and resolution a
to penetrate into this scene .of <
"Why, the young lady, to be t
sure," said Bridget O'Brien-"she s
that goes everywhero,whben they're t
in trouble, the saints be kind to
"Oh !" thought our hero, "one
of the Sisters of Charity, I sup- r
The mother took up the cup of
nauseous medicine, and approach
ed the poor little sick bed.
"Come, honey," she said, "you
know you promised Miss D'Arcy<
yoid take it good, be the same
token she -gave you the pretty i
"Riss D'Arcy ?" echoed Owen,
suddenly turning round.
"Yes, sure-Miss Evelyn ; an'
isn't-it she that comes here every
day to see the poor darlint ?"
Evelyn D'Arcy ! it was not so
common a name as to be easily*
~mistaen, but Ormne was quite cer
tain that there must be some mis
.understanding. Evelyn D)'Arcy
was a young lady whom he had
long regarded as a heartless belle.
The next abode marked down
by the pencil of the Rev. Septimus
Cliff was that of a poor old couple,
alone, friendless and fast sinking
into the second childhood.
"Ahb, it's a gentleman !" said the
oM iwoman, sinking back in her
,hair with somethingr of a disap
)ointed look, as Orme entered in
bedience to ber shrill "Come in !"
I thought, may be, 'twas the
oun(g lady come back ; she said
ierhaps she should come to read
o us a little more, if she got
brough her other visits in time.
'here ain't nobody can make my
Id man hcar like Miss Evelyn,
hough she don't speak loud
"Miss Evelyn ?"
"Yes, to be sure," petulantly
nswered the old woman. "Miss
velvn D'Arcy. I wish she'd
one back ! She's here every day
o read to us, rain or shine. I'm
re I don't know what we'd do
eithout her !"
While Orme still stood there, a
oft knock sounded at the door,
ld a slender young girl entered,
I a gray dress, with a veil drawn
losely over the brim ofher hat.
he stopped, with a slight start of
urprise, as j3he confronted him.
IL hope *I am not interfering
rith your sphere of duties, Miss
)Arcy," he said, rather awk
"Not at all," said Evelyn com
osedly. "There is plenty of woi-k
)r us all, Mr. Orme.."
He thought within himself that
e never had seen her so beautiful
s she was at that instant, with
be faint roses of exercise glow
>g in her cheeks, and the sober
ray dress setting off her delicate
cauty as a border of dark enamel
nhres the glitter of a gorgeous
ianond. Was this the girl whom
e had faneied to be a mere fash
>able butterfly ?
Everywhere throughout the
reary route of want, poverty and
tekness that he trod. that day,
be preseuce of Evelyn YArcy
>llowed him, and pervaded the
tmnosphere like a subtle, invisible
agrance. Evidently it w%as no
adden freak on her part to oc
upy an idle hour, or satisfy some
litary twinge of conscience, but
grave, earnest, methodical course
f well directed charity and at.
ntn-a something which gave
im the truest and brightest of all
isights into Miss D'Arcy's char
"A perfect woman, nobly planned
To warn, to comfort and command."
Mr. Ormne began to fancy that
e had at last found his ideal.
'If she will but marry me!" he
bought. While Felix Mildon be
'an to suspect that Harry was
ally. succumbing to the magic
ower of the little god with -wings.
They were walking home
ne night, side by side, from a
eat.bek.I whose peage hadli_fted
hem lip unntterably from the
aists ard damps of this lower
orld. A bove, the stars glittered
romn the purple concave of heaven,
ke the blossoming of innumner
ble golden buttercups; bclow, the
.ir- was hushed and silent' At
ngth Orme spoke :
"If we could always walk
brough life thus, Evelyn, side by
ide! Do you think you could
rust me, dearest ?"
She put her soft, warnm little
iand confidingly in his :
"I could trust.you always, Hiar
"Then you will be my wife-?"
Ard then he 'told her of the.
'ague impression he had pre
iously formed of herself and her
"I saw you, night after night,
n the gay whirl of ball-rooms,
reception -halls and soirees," he
,onfessd frankly, "and 1 imnag
ned you like all the rest of the
ashionable young ladies it had
>een my ill fortune to meet."
You did not imagaine it possi
>e for one to le.ad a dual life,"
he said, smiling. "I went to
balls and parties to please my pa
rents, who had a horror of my be
oming eccentric or self-isolated.
L. spent my (days in satisfying the
ravings of a higher nature."
And Felix Mildon, when he con
ratulated Mr. Orme on his ap
proahing marriage, did s overy
"So you have left off doubting,
a, Harry ?" he said, somewhat
And Orme answered:
"es, quite !"
FoR THE 1ERALD.
MROADBRIM'S NEW Y05RH
Seven Years in a Mad-House-The Case of
Susan Dickie-The Arrest of the Notorious
ZIadam Restell--Our New Relations
The Talking Monkeys-The Great
Show of Beauty at Gilmore's
"It's a very good world we livc- in,
To lend, or to spend, or to give in:
But to borrow, or beg, or to come by one's
It's the very worst world that ever was
I sometimes feel like registering
an oath that I never will say any
thing in commendation of my kind
again. I am gradually coming to
the conclusion that we are a bad
lot, and that if there is not a Hell
there ought to be one to be used on
special occasions. In a letter only
three or four weeks ago, I ventured
the opinion that perhaps we were
growing better. I take it all back
now; I don't believe a word of it;
in fact I am fully convinced that
we are a good deal worse than I
ever thought we were before, and I
join with Sir Peter Teazel in the
unqualified opinion that "It's a
wicked world, and the fewer we
praise in it the better."
Several weeks ago I mentioned
that there were abuses in connec
tion with the Bloomingdale Lunatic
Asylum that needed a thorough in
vestigation, and I called upon the
legislators to give additional pow
ers to the board of examiners, and
then compel them to do their duty.
Unfortunately, our legislators are
too busy looking out for them
selves to pay much attention to the
demands . of humanity; the black
horse cavalry has begun its annual
raid on the ferries, the gas and in
surance companics, and the abuses
of lunatic asylums and hospitals
will have to take a back seat, for,
as Sir Charles Coldstreamn re
marked when he looked down into
the crater of Vesuvius, "There's
nothing in it."
It scarcely seems possible that
here, in the great center of Ameri
can civilization, with its hundreds
of churches and charitable associa
tions, that we should find the ter
rible realization of Charles Read's
story of . "Very Hard Cash." Yet
such is the shocking fact that stares
us in the face, that for seven years
a woman has been confined in a
mad-house because she had the mis
fortunc to be heiress to one hun
dred and ninety thousand dollars.
Had she been' poor she might have
had the blessed privilege of liberty
-she, might have marched up and
down the Bowery and Chatham
street morning and evening, with
the thousands of poor . girls w o
eke out their miserable, lives for
two or three dollars a week. 'She
might have starved respectably, or
jumped into the East River, like
poor Mary Kavanah, and no one
outside of the coroner's office would
have troubled themselves about
her- But Miss Susan Dickie was
an heiress ; a hundred and ninety
thousand dollars are not picked up
from every huckleberry bush ; so
her dear brothers and sisters
thought that the best place for her
was, a mad-house. Ti'ue, she had
never done anything ; but that did
not make any difference. She had
her likes and dislikes, and was not
at all afraid to express them. She
was charitable to the poor, loved
her. friends, and was beloved by
them; but she was guilty of the crime
of having a hundred and ninety
thousand dollars, and that settled
her case- Now, I am willing to ad
mit that if any fellow said I had a
hundred and ninety thousand dol
lars, that it would be good and jus
tifiable grounda for sending him to
a lunatic asylum. But Miss Dickie
really had the stamps, and, her
brothers and sisters wanted to get
them, and so they concluded that
the shortest' way of accomplishing
this laud-able purpose was just to
clap her in a mad-house. I could
have suggested a much more mer
ciful way thana' that ; a giant torpe
do or some nitro-glycerinfe, Paris
green or Prussic acid ; either one
of these would have been equally
effcteand much more respectable,
fo,r in the way thlat I -sueggest theso
miserable gossips would have little
or nothing to talk about, as dead
people tell no tales. Well, poor
litt%e Miss Susan Dickie has been
shut up for seven years in the
Bloomingdale mad-house, and it
was done on the certificate of a
physician who had only seen her
for ten minutes, and who knew no
more about her complaints or the
nature of her antecedents than he
did about the back of his head. He
got a good fat fee for his opinion,
which was possibly a salve to his
conscience, though that opinion de
prived a fellow-being of her liberty,
and consigned her to a living tomb
and the fellowship of maniacs for
seven long years. Gentle brothers
loving sisters! look at your handi
work. This poor, stricken creature,
deserted by her own flesh and
blood, finds shelter in the home of
trusted friends who have never
ceased to cry out against this in
famy. God be thanked, to-day her
6ry is heard,. and- she is a free wo
man once more, and the managers
of the Bloomingdale Asylum, who
profited by her incarceration to the
extent of twenty dollars a week,
may throw their blood-money away,
as Iscariot did of pd; and I shall
bring in a verdict of "served 'em
right," if they should follow his ex
ample and hang themselves.
For nearly forty years this com
munity has been - cursed by the
presence of a flaunting infamy in
the person of Caroline Lohman,
-known as Madam Restell.* On'the
Fifth avenue,' almost under the
shadow of the grandest Cathedral
in America, is th' splendid palace
of this infamous creature, whose
life has been one long crime and
shame for almost two generations.
The little boys who first heard of
her as a convict on Blackwell's Is
land have become gray old men.
Millions have come and gone, but
she remains, and from the pro
ceeds of her shameful trade has ac
cumulated untold wealth, and lives
in a palace in the most fashionable
quarter of New York, the appoint
ments'of which would throw in the
shade the gilded -halls of Helioga
balus. Curtains of the rarest and
most costly lace veil the windows,
backed by rich Indian hangings of
curious workmanship and fabulous
price; pictures by the most famous
artists line the walls, and statuary
by eminent sculptors wonderful in
design and marvelous in exeention
meet you at every turn. This
flaunting temple of sin stands
there a living, burning reproach to
the rnotherhood of America ; its
foundation stones are cemented
with sighs, and tears, and agony,
and shime; ivhe,fe bright hopes and
ambitions, and even precious lives lie
scattered like bhe- autumn's dead
and withered leaves.
This seet, -thanks to the energy
and tact of Anthony Comstock, this
creature 'was dragged from her,
palatial home and lodged like a fel
on in a cell in our city prison.
Among all her former companions
not one dared come forward to go
upon her bail-bond, and so far,
notwithstanding the persistent effort
of her. counsel, they have not been
able to procure bail, though the
woman offered to deposit twenty
thousand dollars in bonds, which
she had concealed i'n her bosom.
We now:'anxiously wait for her trial
and conviction, and her incarcera
tion in the penitentiary. She is
nearly seventy, hoary with age and
crime, and if she should die there,
perhaps those' who expect to :imi
tate and profit by her sin may
realize that the way of the trans
gressor is hard.
We are more than ever convinced
that Darwin's theory is correct.
We have now a couple of our six
teenth coas.ins from Africa all cov
ered with hair, having no tails and
conversing in French and German.
They may not yet be entirely conver
vesant with beauties of Goethe or
Schiller.; perhaps the comed.ies of
Moliere or the stories of Balzac
might fail to furnish them with that
intellectual pabulum in wl.ich their
Latin and Celtic cousins so much
delight ; but the exquisite intelli
gence exhibited by them in saur
krout unt sprec and fricassee au
general certainly entitles them to
a much higher consideration than
'yof our ecent importation. Per
haps, after proper consideration of
our case, they may be able to set
t1e for us the much vexed question
of the presidency, and do it in a
more sensible manner than tha
recently employed by their brothers
and friends in Washington.
It is only a few weeks since a
vagabond speculator started what
was known as a baby show. The
same prurient curiosity which sends
people to visit the morgue and to
examine houses where murders and
suicides have been committed,
brought out crowds to visit this
ontemptible exhibition. From first
to last it was one of the most dis
graceful swindles that has ever
been palmed upon New York; -per
istent advertising and indomitable
-heek gave it a lease of life for two
weeks, and when it finally expired
It died amid the curses of the un
Fortunate women who hPd .been
robbed of the miserable stipend for
which they had submitted to the
gibes and the jeers of that cruel
throng, and who -had sacrificed the
holiest feelings of a mother and a
a wife for the wretched dole which
was to keep them and their little
ones from starving. The managers,
however, reaped a rich reward, and
this week they opened at Gilmore's
Garden what they choose to style a
ongress of beauty-God help the
beauties --it must have been a ter
rible necessity that could have com
pelled these poor girls to submit
to the obscene jests and brutal in
sults of the unkempt and vulgar
villains that thronged the show on
Ionday night. The cowardly pol
roon who styled himself manager
had not manhood enough to stand
up in defense of the helpless victims
which he had exposed to this merci.
less impalement. Even the police
vanished in the general mdlee that
ensued, and the poor girls, with
their clothes almost torn from their
backs, fled .for their lives before a
struggling, shouting, hooting mob
of ruffians, whose conduct would
have disgraced the savages of Da
homey oir Fejee. This exhibition
only shows the suffering condition.
to which our working girls are re
duced, and perhaps they accepted
the miserable wages of their in
famous exhibition as a compromise
with that which could scarcely be
considered a greater shame.
' In my letter of two weeks ago, in
speaking of the great steamships
of the Inman line, I placed on the
list the "City of Glasgow." I should
have said the "City of Brussels,"
there being no phip named the
"City of Glasgow" in the Inman
line. As Broadbrimn would sooner
be right than be President, I wish
to make the correction.
Perhaps the grandest religious
pageant ever seen in.-the United
States was the celebration of the
obsequies of the late Pope, at St.
Patrick's Cathedral, on Wednesday
last. Hundreds of the most emi
nent Catholic.clergymen in this por
tion of the United States partici
pated in the ceremony, Bishop
Lynch, of Charleston, delivering
the eulogy of the dead pontiff. It
certainly must be gratifying to th~e
admirers of Pius IX, that now,
though he has passed away strip
ped of his temporal power and de
prived of much which was once
considered necessary for the proper
vindication of his state, that he has
received such consideration, even
from his foes, as has never be'ei
paid before to pontiff living or
dead. There is something, after
all, in a decentr well.spent life, whe
ther it be the life of a peasant or a
pope, and happy he who, when he
can no longer speak for himself,
shall have those who were his here
ditary and bitter enemies rise up to
speak of him in terms of commenda
tion and of praise. This has been
the case of the pope who just passed
away, for the eloquent tribute of
Bishop Lynch to his friend and
Father found a parallel in Talmage,
the bitter Calvinist, of Brooklyn,
who, on Sunday last, spoke of the
dead pope in such terms of admira
tion and affection that a casual
listener would have supposed that
the Presbyterian Church had just
lost one of its most reliable sup
The dramatic and legal lunatic,
Count Johannes, has been making
a buffoon of himself during the,
pat eek,41 at the Lyenm Theatre,
travestying Lear, Hamlet and Rich
ard III. The New York hoodlums
turned out en masse; rotten-eggs
and decayed vegetables took a sud
den and alarming rise in the market.
Vagabond brokers from Wall
Street, stock jobbers from 'Change,
broken-down gamblers, antiqua
ted roues, with Ja fair :sprink
ling of soiled doves, made up the
audiences on the several different
representations. The dramatic de
gradation wa- complete. Thorough
ly callous and insensible to shame,
this unfortunate imbecile seemed to
enjoy the infamy of his position.
Even the 'nnsavory odor of de
moralized eggs failed to call him to
a sense of his degradation. I trust
his admirers are satisfied, and that
for a time, at least,1we shall be re
lieved from this intolerable nui
DIDN'T STAND THE TEsT.-A
young man read in the paper a
few days ago that if you wanted
to find out if the.woman you had
selected for your future spouse
bad, a good temper you ought to
take occasion to step on her dress,
or snap the sticks of her fan, or
in some way annoy or discompose
her. "If," said the great, authority
who presides over the column of
advice, ."she betrays no sign of ill
temper, she will prove a model
wife." Accordingly, the young
man seized an opportunity when
his sweetheart was rigged in her
most killing array to step on her
train and pull out about. three
yards of gathers with a rip like a
peal of thunder, exposing about
three-quarters of the frame-work
that makes her dress stick out
behind. But, instead of meeting
the accident with -perfect: equan
imity, she turned around and- jab
bed her parasol in his eye, called
him a long-haired leper, and asked
him why he didn't wear his feet
sideways. He expressed himself
thankful that be didn't marry the
girl before finding out iv at sort
of a temper she had ; .butjthe doc
tor doesn't think his eye will grow
"But I pass," said a-minister in
the West, i-ecently, in dismissing
one theme -of his subject to take
up another. '-Then I inake it
spades," yelled a man from the
galery, who was dreamiog, the
happy hours away in an imaginary
game ofeuchre. It>is needless to say
that he went out on the next deal,
being assisted by one of the dea
cons with a full hand of clubs.
In ancient times the candidates
for athletic honors in Greece were
dieted on new ch6ese, dry figs and
boiled grain with warm water ; no
meat was allowed.
He who can at all times sacr!
fic'e pleasure to duty approaches,
It is bad religion th~at makes us
hate the religion of other people.
"Where there is liberty there
is poetry," exclaims Victor Hugo.
-The love which rises suddenly
is the mos't difficult to cure.
They are raising toads in -France
to kill off the cockroaches.
Something entirely uncalled for
Things past may be repented,
but not recalled.
Whoever conquers indolence can
conquer most things.
.Habit, with its iron sinews,
clasps.and leads us-day by day.
Full of interest-a long note
There is no law. against opening
"My heart has room but -for
How to get alo ng in theworld
Sleep in~ a great blessing.