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ByD.CKTHURSDAY, MAY 26 1E V L XE N.
'Tis only a package of letters,
All faded and yellow with age,
But their lines I always will cherish,
Though famine and war may wage.
For a friend has kindly spoken
The words that they contain,
And our ties-they are now broken;
But, perhaps we will meet again.
And now for years, I have kept them
They have always been dear to my heart;
Sometimes I think I'll destroy them
So memories from me'll depart.
'Tis then I am cruelly reminded,
In after years to come
That when I feel sad, Itwill made my heart
To read 'the old letters again.
When my course in life has run,
And from Mother Earth has fied,
The friend who wrute those lines to me,
I hope-will think of tme when I'm dead.
OUR COUSIN JACK.
"He grows handsomer every day," ex
claims Aunt Deborah.
"Do you think so. aunt?"
"I don't think anything aboutit-I am
sure he does."
I smile, but say nothing in answer to
my aunt's very positive assertion.
"It's very strantge," she resumesrather
sharply, for she had noticed my smile
and it has aipparently nettled her. "its
very strange that you should have alter
ed i your opinion so much of late."
"How altered ?" I answver, coloring
"Don't pretend you do not under
stand me," responds Aunt 1nobrah,
"I don't wish to pretend anything," is
"Vell, Jane, wo won't have words
about it. I cannot bear disagreeables,
especially with those whom I love; but
you know quite well that was a time
when your Cousin Jack was everything
in your eyes, and I believe everything in
your heart, too, but of late you seem to
have changed towards him in the most
extraordinary manner imaginable."
"1. am sure you are mistaken, Aunt
Deborah," I answer, norviously. "Jack
is just the same in my eyes as he ever
"But not the same in your heart, child,
"Oh, don't be affected or foolish, my
dear Jane; you know I cannot bear any
thing of the kind. Your Cousin Jack
was very dear to you not so many weeks
ago-aye, it is as lately as weeks only, so
you need not exclauin with astonish
ment when I suggest something of the
I like Jack very much, I 'know," is
my reply, my eyes still attentively fixed
upon my vork, and the tell-tale color
still suffusing my cheeks.
"Like him, indeed," exclaimed Aunt
Deborah contemptuously. "You used
to love him, and you cannot truthfully
"I love him still, aunt, as-as---"
"As a brother."
Aunt D)eborah laughs outright, a
scornful, disbelieving, and, I must own,
a most aggravating laugh.
"As a brother !" she exclaims, echoing
my words. "Dear me! What a nice
way of putting it. As a b)rother !"
Then she adds more sternly:
"D~o you think, .Jano, you can deceive
me by that worn-out evasion; thlat paltry
exchange-.ofiuig which wvomen are so
fond of p)roffering to tile man whom they
have ceasedl to love, or wvhom they hav'e
led to believe they loved, but ini reality
have never eared about at all? you thlink
I have lived in this deceitful wvorld for
five-and-fifty-years, and am to be taken
in by any such rubbish as that?"
"'I'm sure I don't wish to take you in,
"Don't you, really? Tt's very good of
you to say so, I'm sure, buIt if you dlon't
wvish to take mne in, it's a pity you should
enideavor to do so palpably."
I rise to leave the room, bult my aunt,
as I anticipated, will not part w'ith me
on such easy terms.
"Please don't leave the r'oomf at pro.
sent; I have more to say to you."
I reseat myself with a sulbdued sigh of
"Ho you don't think your Cousin ,Jack
grows handsomer every day ?"
"I think he is the same in appearance
as usual," I reply.
"But people cah grow handsomer in
other thligs, as well as in personal ap
pearance," respondedl Aunt Deborah.
''Of course they can." say I.
.The cangrow handsome in their
actions, ' bevsmy aunt.
".By which '1 suppose you mean no
ble?" I questton.
There is -. slight pause, during which
I feel that my an t has been eying me
keenly; Fut I doi not look up from the
work Il h ave resumed.
."I think," says my aunt at last, "that
his conduct is most noble towards you."
"He is always very kind," I faltered
"He is more than very kind," says
Aunt Deborah. "lHe is very charitalile
"I know he is," I answer. "Tihe last
present he made me is--"
"Present!" screams my Aunt, indig
nantly. "What on earth do you mean
by referrng to presents? What have
trumpery gifts got to do with charity ?
Are you resolved to dIrive me mad with
7.our evasions, your shallow false preten
sions? You know perfectly well what I
mean when I speak of this charity to
wards you. If he were not the'most
charitable-mindedl young fellowv in the
world, he would scorn and despise you
for your treatment of him, which is'dis
graceful in the extreme."
"I am sure-" I commeni
" Hush I" cries Aunt Deborah; "I will
not be miterrupted. For months and
months, you and your Cousin Jack have
perfectly understood each other. He
hlias (and may Heaven help him out of
his misfortune) loved you with all the
strength of his generous heart for these
three years or more-in fact, from the
first day on which he was unlucky
enough to meet you. And you, too, were
always partial to him from the first; and
during the last year by your manner,
even when in the presence of others to
my knowledge, showed him sufficient
preference to lead him to believe you
reciprooated his affection. How much
further have you led him on by word of
mouth, I don't pretend to know; but
doubtless you have said hundreds of
loving words to him in your time. But
now your ladyship suddenly takes it into
your head to show indifference for this
noble-hearted fellow. I call him noble
hearted because he merits it, and not
only out of any sentimental prejudice.
He sees the change in you-if he were
not blind, he could not help seeing it. I
see the change in you; and I see what
an alteration in him that chango has
made. He is not the same man. And I
as the only relative he has left who cares
two pms about him, wish to know what
has caused this fickleness ou your part."
'You speak as though Cousin Jack
and I were engaged," I answered indig
"And so you were, virtually," retorts
"He never asked me to be his wife," I
"He never asked you!" responds
Aunt Deborah with infinite scorn. "Per
haps you will have the assurance to tell
rme you did not know that lie loved you.
Now, look here, Miss Jane Fleming, I
have had enough of this. Your cousin
Jack Randall, has been as dear to me as
a son for years past. He was my favor
ite sister's only son, and when she was
on her death-bed I promised faithfully
to do my best for her child. You are
.the only daughter of my dear brother. I
promised him on his death-bod to take
charge of you. I have tried to do my
" You have ever been-" I commence,
my eyes filling with tears, and a pang of
remorse shooting through my heart for
ever having said a word or committed an
act that could wound Aunt Deborah's
But Aunt Deborah interruots me.
"I don't need any thanks," she ex
claims; "I have only done my duty.
Answer me one question, and this pain
fiul subject shall be dropped. Do you
love anyone else? Are you fonder of
any one than you are of Jack?"
My color mounts to my forehead.
"INo," I reply.
My aunt rises, and putting her arms
about my neck, kisses me affectionately.
"Thank Heaven for that, my dear,"
she says with much emotion."
And so the conversption ends.
Aunt Deborah's house is situated on
the parade at Ramsgato. I have lived
with her for more than seven years, and
she has proved a mother to me in every
way. I have to-dayI, for the first time
im my life, told her a deliberate false
hood. 1 (do love some one0 better than
C'onsinl Jack. This afternoon I mean to
meet him on the beach. He has asked
me to be his wife, and I have all but
conlsenlted. Ours have been (elandesti ne
mleetinigs. To own tile truth, I sp)oke to
him without a formal introduction.
One afternoon, when I wvas' alone uiponi
the sands, lie mlade anl excuse for speak
ing to me. He wvarnecd me of thle in
comlfing tide, saying h1e feared 1 might be
.surrounded. Sincoe thlen our meetings
haeben frequent; since then my feel
mngs for Cousin Jack have growvn colder
It is afternioon, the afternoon of tihe
samne day on whlichi I have told Aunt
Debhorah the deliberate falsehloodl as to
myI affetions, my newly-found lover is
at my side, my lImndsonilc gay-hlearted1
Arthur. Soon, I trust, the (lay may
come when I shall be his wife; whlen 'I
shall bear thle name of Stanford.
I tell himn about my aunt's lecture.
''All this kind of thing," he says,
''must be put a stop to, my little Jane,
a8 soon1 as5 p)ossible. D~on't you thuink it
far better that it should( be0 so?''
"Hokw can it be put a stop to? I ask.
"'There is but one way," he answvrs,
"'and to that I hardlly dare hope you wvill
''Tell me what it is," I say.
'For us to elope0, Jane."
The color mounts to my cheeks, and
my breath comes quickly.
"'Jane1, my dlarlinig JTane," lhe murmurs,
"'will you fly with me to-night ?"
Before we have sepiarated I have con
sented to his prop~osal.
Thlie wind is blowing briskly as he
wishes me aut revoir.
" I am just going to have a sail in my
favorite little skiff-a farewvell sail," he
says; " and then I must return to my
hotel and make all necessary prepara
"-TL's blowinig so strongly,'' I answer;
" 4 I'm always afraid of some accident
w >an you go silinig in that slender
"Never fear," he responlds gaily, "If
can swim a mile or twov( if need he; thiere's
no danger of my coming to grief. Fare
well until to-night ; to-night, darling!
and then we shall meet to parUt no more."
He grasps my hand, oh, so warmly,
and then he loaves me. I watch his re
treating figure as lhe makes his way to
wards thlat portion of the beach where
lie hires his sailing skiff.
Presently I see him on the bosom of
the sea, the wh'ite sail set, and the little
skiff lying over on her side-so far over
that I? expect to see her capsize momen
Farther and farther out to sea he sails,
away in the afternoon sun, my lover, for
whose safety I tremble.
The wind freshens ever moment
Others eyes, as well as mines, are di
rected towards the bold .young English
man who ventures to ride so daringly
upon the treacherous ocean.
A cry goes up from those assembled
on the beach, a cry in which my voice
joins, for the white sail of my lover's
boat is seen to dip into the water, to lie
upon the bosom of the sea: the frail craft
has been taxed too heavily, and in an
other moment it has capsized.
As that wail of agony escapes my lips
a hand is laid upon my shoulder, a hand
that is ever ready in the hour of danger
-Cousin Jack's hand.
"Don't give way," he exclaims, "if
Heaven grants me strength I will save
And then I see Jack Randall plunge
into the sea and strike out to the rescue.
A minute later I fall senseless among
When consciousness return, I find
myself in bed. My first inquiry is:
" Have they saved him?"
"You must not attempt to talk at pres
ent, dear," answers Aunt Deborah, who
is watching by me.
"But I muit know," I cry excitedly,
endeavoring to rise.
At this moment the doctor appears
upon the scene.
"I must and will know if he is
saved," I shouted frantically.
"One moment, my dear, one mo
meit," says the doctor kindly, "and you
shall have all you require-hear all you
wish to hear."
Then a few hurriedly whispered words
are exchanged between Aunt, Deborah
and him, and she hastily leaves the
"You have been very ill, my dear,"
says the doctor, taking my hand; "but
I'm thankful to say, if you will only
keep quite cain and (uiet, you will soon
be perfectly well. You have been in bed
ten days, you know."
"Ten days!" I exclaim with extreme
astonishment. It doesn't seem ten hours
tome. But" flyingoi'to the old topic
"I mit and will know where he is-he
Arthur Stanford, whom I love."
I broke down in a wail of agony.
" 9Oh, don't hide anything fromi me,"
sob. "I am prepared to hear the worst;
I expect to hear the worst; only be canl
dil witlh mue, and I will (10 any thing you
The doctor puts his finger on my
"Your know, my dear, that accidents
will happlen to the best of us."
"He is dead," I cried; "I know by
your face that lie is dead."
As tihe words pass my lips the door
opens, and Aunt Deborah re-enters fol
lowed by Cousin Jack.
"Cusin Jack," I cry, holding out my
arnis towards him; "II know you will tell
me the truth; you who never lie, who
IIever deceive anyone."
Cousin Jack has my hands-how thin
and transparent they have become-in
Iis, almost before I have concluded
speakng. And then, tire doctor and
Aunt Deborah having withdrawn, ho
tells me the appalling truth. He tells mo
how lhe swam out to the scene of tire
dlisaster, but cre he reached it Arthur
St anford was drowned. They recovered
thre body next day. And then, very
gently, Jack tells me who hre was, and I
knew that Heaven had been merciful in
taking him. The man who had so in-.
fartuated me and with whom I was pre
pared to fly, wvas one of the most daring
forgers that ever infested the metropolis.
Thle paes on among his things
The name of Arthur Stanford was an
* * * * * *
Three years have gone by since what I
have recorded took place. Perhraps
many people will say Jack Randall was
a soft-hearted idiot to have anything
more to do with one who had treated him
as b~adly as I had done; but his motto
is. that "To err is human: to foraive di
vime." And I, as his cherished wife, can
honorably assert I never loved any one
half or a quarter as much as I love my
11ow Sp)rin~g Crops Often Fall.
Tni spring, usually when plowed, the
soil is moist from winter rain 4andl snows,
and threrefore coinpacts more readily
than in the fall. But it is well know~n
ihnt oats and barley rarely do well on
sod ground, especially if old1 and tough.
Why ? 'ihere is strength enough in t he
soil, but it is apt to become very dry
abhout the time the grain is heading out,
of ten before. Tlhe sod is too stiff to pack
solid, and the roots of grain encounter
places where there is a vacancy between
the particles of earth. In hoed crops we
rcmnedy this by frequent cultivation. It
is this which makes the magical result
from the use of the cultivator, but di
rectly under the hill no implement will
reach. Un less tire soil has become thor
oughly comnpacted before planting, it
willb be h ard work to do0 it afterwards.
A n intelligent farmer remarked the
other day that tire coarse manure he
drew on his potato ground andl plowed
uinder last April had absolutely dam
aged the crop. The sod was heavy, and
the coarse manure hrad lain underneath,
preventing either from rotting. In dig
ging into some of the poorest hills of
potatoes, he invariably found a hollow
space beneathi the hrill, and unrotted ma
niurre or sod. On a portion of the field
lhe had used a pulverizer and roller, and
there the crop was muchr better and the
weakly hills very few. He wouild have
puilverizedl the entire field, but a heavy
rain came on when it was half-finished,
and lie relied on that to compact tire
so'il, b~ut it had not done it effectually.
Coun try Gentleman.
Ta4s-r and smell are chemical, touch is
mechan~iicall, he(aring andI~ see'ing are
ethierirl, the ear is ernotion anid the eye0
At the Norfolk navy-yard five war
ships are repairing.
The Savannah News regards tea cult
ure in Georgia as an assured success.
The Leesburg (Fla.) Advance learns
that a wooden railway will be built from
Leesburg to Lake Harris and Griffin for
the transportation of goods.'
The Sugar Planter reports that sev
eral planters in West Baton Rouge, La.,
are to give the sorgum cane a fair trial
this season, and if results are satisfac
tory to plant extensively another year.
The Columbus (Ga.) Enquirer-Sun
says that the woods are alive with lo
custs around Griffin. They are of the
same kind as those there fourteen years
age, and farmers fear for their wheat
The recter at St. John's Episcopal
church at Montgomery, Ala., has bap
tized 502 persons in twelve years. The
amount of money contributed by the
parish for all purposes during the past
twelve years, including the support of
the church, is $109,778.
There is a peach tree, nw growing
in Jasper county, Ga., on the plantation
of B. R. Ezell, near Trickson, the seed
of which was planted by Mr. Ezell's
father in 1809. The tree was transplant
ed in 1811. It is now growing fruit, the
Macon (Ga.) Telegraph reports. Mr.
Ezell is now in his eighty-second year.
The Raleigh (N. C.) News Observer
reports that Governor Jarvis, Lieutenant
Governor Robinson, and others, who re
cently visited the eastern part of the
State, saw two fish hauls at Mr. Cap(
hart's fishery at Avoca, one of 170,000
herring in the morning, and another of
125,000 in the evening. The warp of
tho sein was 2,500 yards in length, and
it was hauled in by steam.
One of the most remarkable instance
of self-sacrafice and per everance ii
that of the Beal street colored Baptis
church at Memphis, which, out of th<
very small daily earnings of its pooi
members, has contributed since 186#
$37,000 to buy ground and build ani
pay for its fine church edifice. Aboul
$10,000 more is requisite to conplet(
the. interior of the upper part of thE
The Mayor and board of aldermen
have revoked and canceled every license
to sell wvines, spirituous or malt liquors
or any intoxicating liquors within the
limits of the city of Charlotte, N. C.
The keeping of such beverages for sale
is declared a nuisance, and in this
declaration brandied fruits and alco.
holic liquors are included.
Mississippi has a total population of
1,131,592, of which 479,371 arc white
and 652,221 are colored. There are
seventy-four counties in the State, of
which thirty-eight contain more colo red
than white population, and thirty-sib
more white than colored. The colored
majority. *is 172,850. In Issaquena
county theo whites number 824 and the
coloredl persons 9,177. In Washingtoni
cou nty the whites number 3,474 and the
colored persons 21,891.
Contracts have been made b~y the Lo
cal Board of Swamp Land Commission
ers for the parishes of Lafourche and
Terrahonne, for the construction of two
canals, to he completed within one year.
The Newv Orleans States says that this
will open to cultivation or other useful
purposes and render conveniently acces
sible a large area of heretofore useless
lands within easy distance from New
Spartanburg, S. C., news in Charles.
ton News and Courier: The longest
gotto)n row in the county, or in the
State, perhaps, was laid off' by Mr. E.
B. Huff, who works l and of J. H. Mont
zomery, Esq., two miles north of town.
Ft is 90,760 yards long ; and the rows
being three and a half feet wide, this
row contains a fraction over two and
one-third acres. Its length is a little
more than five and a half miles. It
would require about six hourE to run
round this one row of cotton.
The Bullock (Ga.)Banner hears of a
man who is taking his all on cotton. He
has waved the homestead, and is giving
mortgages on all that he has on the in.
coming crop, in order to get guano, corn
and mneat. The Banner asks: "Sup.
pose the cotton crop this year is a short
one, or that it is a large one, but the
prices low and the mortgage and home.
stead waving notes can not be paid,
what will become of his home and
The New Orleans Picayune aya tha
there has been a marked change in the
drift of cotton this season, and the ten.
dency has been southward. The crop
has been augmented over eleven per
cent., yet the quantity of cotton carried
overland has decreased nearly 100,000
bales from the figures of last year to
corresponding date. The principal de
crease in this direction has been at St.
Louis, where there has been 90,000 bales
less cotton handled than last year. The
shipments through Louisville have also
fallen off 50,000 bales.
Speaking of the eighth anniversary
next Monday of the settlement of the
Alabama town of Cullman, the Mont
gomery Advertiser and Mail says:
Eight years ago the town of Cullman
was a wilderness ;. it has now something
less than 2,000 people, and the region
all round is settled by industrious and
thrifty farmers. They are mostly Ger
man, and such has been the success of
the pioneers that there are now almost
daily additions to the settlements, in
duced by the reports that have gone
from the pleasant homes of the settlers.
They by no means devote their well
tilled lands exclusively to the culture
of the great Southern staple or to grain.
They are growing small fruits and veg
etables with gratifying success.
The Palatka (Fla.) Herald states that
Mr. W. P. Wright has bought another
slice of Drayton island, 300 acres. Be
fore the last purchase he owned a good
part of the west side of the island. Mr.
W. has been in Florida for twelve years,
and was the first who introduce(d into
this section the business of market gar
dening. For the past ten years he has
cultivated vegetables for the Northern
market. He has had as high as fifteen
acres in cucumbers in one season. This
year lie cultivated over ten acres to cab
bage alone. It may be said in his case,
at least,-that lie has ascertained the pos
itive reality of the vegetable industry,
and his testimony is favorable. The ad
ditional 300 acres just purchased by
him is for vegetable growing. It is a
piece of low, rich prairie, which, in or,
der to render tillable, he is now diking
It is stated by the Sandford (Fla.)
Journal that General Sandford has
merged his large interests there and in
Middle Florida in an English company,
composed of business men and capital
ists of high standing in England and
Scotland, and called the Florida Land
and Colonization Company (limited), of
which he- is president. The object of
the company isto continue the import
ant work of improvement and coloniza
Lion commenced by him eleven years
ago, and to extend it over a larger terri
tory with the larger means now aff'orded.
Sanford will naturally be the headquar
ters of the company, which started with
a capital of $1,250,000. It is already
proposedl to increase it to $5,000,000 in
order to carry out the various plans and
projects on hand. Until a charter is
obtained the business will be carriedl on
under the direction of Gen. Sanford.
Take Me to Me Mat
"It is a great thing to see the spirit
uald truth that all naturo symbolizes,"
''So it is," said lhe.
"'And~ yet enijoynment is darkened by
a terrible shiadowv," said she.
"'Hay?" lie inlquiredl.
"'A te'rrib~le shadow," she repeatred,
"that casts a depressing reflection upon
the most e'xuberant soul."
''Yes," hie replied, "'I've felt it when
I've beenx short on spare ribs."
''On what?" she anxiouisly inquired.
"'On spar' ribs."'
''But you should ho phlilosophical
you should imitate Pythagoras."
"Who was he?"
''le was a pilosopher, an anti-epi
curean, but lhe dlid niot go HO far as the
''Where did they go?" asked the
Board of radL(e man; and~ gazing at him
in amazement, his wild Western way
began to dawn upon the culchawedl
mind of the Boston girl, and she said:
"Take me to me ma. "-New York
PROFESSOR STOcKBRIDGE before the
State lhoard of Agriculture of Connecti
cut: "The soil Is best plowed when it
is most thoroughly crushed, twisted and
broken, with the sord well coveredl. On
some kinds of land I would have fur
rows lapped an inch, as the Canadian
farmers plow. Let the air and water
have a chance to circulate underneath
the surface. Light lands, however,
should have a flat furrow if we wish to
make such lands more compact."
A BosToN girl, in a moment of dreamy
inspiration, the other day, murmuured:
"Why is it that two souls, mated in the
impenetrable mystery of their nativity,
float~ by each other on the ocean currents
of existence without being instinctively
drawn together, blended, and beautified
in the :aasimilative alembic of eternal
love?" And then she mechanically pushed
her plate over fq another filling of
beans and a slug nT nnrk
FACTS FOR THE CURIOUS.
THr cuttle-fish has three distinct
ELRPHANTs always disturb the water
before they drink.
THlE woodpecker can thrust its tongue
out full three inches.
Tnx albatross, the largest of sea birds,
flies with a velocity of 100 miles an hour.
TiE little bird called the swift darts
through the air at the rate of 180 miles
TirE noise made by a school of fish
mounds, in the deep sea, like the rum
bling of thunder.
Turn horn of a rhinoceros, when out
through the middle, is said to exhibit
on each side the rude figure of a man
the outlines being marked by small
OnANG-OUTANGS, in a state of domesti
cation, will sit at the table like men and
eat every kind of food, using the knife
and fork; and they will drink wine and
THE main artery in the common
whale is i pipe into which a man might
creep with ease; the heart throws out
from twelve to fifteen gallons of blood
at every pulsation; the tongue has been
compired to a vast feather-bed, on
whiich half a dozen men might find am
pile room for repose. The whale's tail
not infrequently has a surface of 100
IF the ea th could be suddenly stopped
in her orbit, and allowed to fall unob
structed toward the mn, under the ac
eelerating influence of his attraction,
she would reach the central fire in about
four months. But such is the compass
of her orbit that, to make its circuit in a
year, she has to move nearly nineteen
miles a second, or more than fifty times
faster than the swiftest rifle ball, and,
moving twenty miles. her path deviates
from perfect straightness by less than
one-eighth of an inch.
Am1oso the extinct species of animals,
the remains of w hich are found inAmer
ica, may be mentioned the Eobasileus
coruntus, a beast as large as the Indian
elephant, but standing low, having pro
portions more as in the rhinoceros.
The physiognomy was very peculiar. On
either side of the front, above each or
bit, rose a stout horn, its base continu
ous with that of its mate. Immensely
prolonged nasal bones supported on
each side, near the extremity, a massive
reversed shovel-shaped protuberance.
These beasts probably lived in herds
like elephants of the present day.
' IN Persia they bottle up their tears as
of old. This is done in the following
manner. As the mourners are sitting
around and weeping, the master of cere
monies presents each one with a piece of
cotton wool, with which to wipe off his
tears. This cotton is afterward squeezed
into a bottle, and the tears are preserved
as a powerful and efficacious remedy for
reviving a dying man after every other
means has failed. It is iilso employed
as a charm against evil influences. '?his
custom is probably alluded to in Psalm
lvi., verse 8 : " Put thou my tears into
a bottle." The p~ractice wvas once uni
versal, as is found by the tear bottles
which are found in almost every ancient
tomb, for the ancients buried them with
their dead as a proof of their affection.
Corn too Thick.
One summer we had a side hill on
which we p~latedC~ corn-the Chester
County Mammoth-and it wvas in its
growvth very rank. The hired man, who
was told to pull out all unhealthy stalks
andl leave not more than at the least
three to the hill, did not pull any at all,
but got drunk. The field was very
beautiful, but practical men camne to-us
and said that it was very nice and
picturesque, but that it was like a hem
l ock forest- -too shady. The truth is,
the hills had been pretty heavily andl
hotly fertilized through the drunkenness
of the aforesaid man, and the shadles
made by the stalks kept the groundI~ cool
in the dlrought. T1he result was a hand
some crop of corn at a time when corn
had been b)urnedl up by the sun. We
would not like to recommend this plan
to anybody, because we think it is a
very bad( one, but we relate it as a mat
ter of illustration for some of the
airricultLural smarties.-New York Herald.
A. SMICK, Decatur, Ill., sends the fol
lowing cure for "chicken cholera" to
the Famrer's Review, saying that It "has
cured when all others have failed." "I
sendl you a receipe for the cure of
cholera in fowls, which I have tried
with wonderful success: One half tea
spoonful of ground black pepper, one
half teaspoon ful gun powder, one-half
tea' poonf ul soda5, one- half teaspoonful
su !phuur, fif teen (drops laudanum or same
of coal oil; mix thoroughly with a little
flour and water. Give to the fowl by
putting down its throat. Dose--one
teaspoonful twice a day till cured."
' Baum out of town, Fritz?" " Yasse-;
took a run to Boston for a few (lays.''
"Meet cnybody?" ''Oh, yes; met the
Beans. itnow thm. Very nice family;
groat friend of the Porks, of Chicago.
Always together. Believe they're in
partnership. Pork & Beans." "Awl"
"GOMFJ in Ma iry 'Jeannettel How dare
you hut on1 yomi rollei skates Sunday?"
"I haven't my roller skates on mother;
only one of them. Nobody can break'
the Sabbath with one roller skate!"
Tirx daughter of Mr. Proddy, of
Twelfth street, has returned to her fath
er's house from a visit East, and ohlI how
many fond and foolish boys rejoice over
that Proddy gal's return ---Kansae ciit