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THE XAN-T R6sii.
We can not recret the demise of the
rse In question, since dying she be
queatbed the odors of her pure soul to the
bweet "Aspirant." The last twolines of
this touching little poem stirs a sleeping
echo in our own heart, which is still ring
ing in wistful pathos up and down its cor
The rosea hare had their iway,
I taw the lait one to-day,
And I thought, in my inmost heart,
1 wm a very tad thin j to part
With the pride of all Nature's array,
Of beautiful flower, both crave dad gty
I stooped and kissed the too delicate flowerj
With a tih and a tear, that 'twas not In
To keep It longer, when Uwonld away.
And I could only beseechingly say,
Come back again In early spring,
And a host of others with you bring.
Oh I that we could thss recall
The human flowers, that daily fall,
Back to our poor aching hearts,
Eo pierced by sorrow's darts:,
And know they'd hear our call,
- And return with the roses one and all.
Then would the smilo to our lips return,
Light and warmth to the ey. so stern,
Joy too, would in our footsteps ring,
And love fill onr hearts for every thing;
The sun would shine in every sky
Forever, if they'd come back, who die;
THE BLACK TULIP.
BT ALECAXDKE DTJXA8,
Author or Use "Count oCXonte Crlato,"
Yeans jWr," "Brsflnnnf, tbe
Hots or Athos," ".Louise lit
YIIierr.' Tlie Iron
JIas.lt," Etc., Etc.
TUE FIRST SUCKER.
On the following evening, as we have
said. Rosa returned with the Bible of
Cornelius De Witte.
Then began between the master and
the pupil one of those charming scenes.
which are the delight of the novelist who
lias to describe them.
The grated window, the only opening
through which the two lovers were able
to communicate, was too high for con
veniently reading a book, although it had
been quite convenient for them to read
-each other's faces.
Rosa, therefore had to press the open
book against the grating edgeways, hold
ing above it, in her right hand the lamp,
but Cornelius hit upon the lucky idea of
fixing it to the bars, so ai to afford her a
little rest. Rosa was then enabled to fol
low with her finger the letters and sylla
bles, which she was to rpell for Cornelius,
who with a straw pointed out the letters
to his attentive pupil, through the holes
of the grating.
The light of the lamp illumioated the
rich complexion of Rosa, her blue liquids
eyes, and Cer golden hair under the head'
drees of gold brocade; with her finger
held up, and showing in the blood, as it
flowed downwards in the veins, that pale
pink hue which shines before the light,
owing to the living transparency of the
Rosa's intellect rapidly developed itsrlf
under the animating influence of Corne
lius, and when the difficulties seemed too
arduous, the sympathy of two loving
hearts seemed to smooth them away.
And Roea, after having returned to her
room, repeated in her solitude the reading
lessons, but, at the same time, recalled all
the delight which she had felt whilst re'
One evening she came half an hour
later than usual. This was too extraor
dinary an instance not to call forth, at
once, Cornelius' inquiries after its cause.
"Oh I do not be angry with me," she
said, "it is not my fault. My father has
renewed an acquaintance with an old
crony who used to visit him at the Hague,
and to ask him to let him see the prison
He ia a good sort of fellow, foud of his
bottle, tells funny stories, and, moreover is
very free with his money, so as always to
be ready to stand a treat"
"You don't know anything further of
him 7' 6ked Cornelius, surprised.
"No," she answered, "it's only for
about a fortnight that my father has ta
ken such a fancy to thie friend who is so
assiduous in visiting him'
"All, to," said Cornelius, shaking his
head uneasily, as every new incident
seemed to him to forebode some calaetro
phe, "very like some spy, one of those
who are sent into jails to watch both
prisoners and keepers."
"I don't believe that,'' said Rosa
smiling, "if that worthy person is spyin
alter any one, it is certainly not my
'After whom, then 7'
"Me, for instance."
"Why not 7,' said Rosa, smiling.
"Ah, that's true." Cornelius observed
with aaiglu "You will not always have
fuitcrs jn rain, this man may become
uon i say anytuing to me con
'What cause have you to entertain
such a happy prospect?"
"Rather say this fear, Mynheer Corne
"Thank you, Rosa, you are right well,
t will say, then, this fear ?'1
"1 have only this reason "
"Tell me, I am anxious to hear."
"This man, came several times before
to the Buitenhof, at the Hague. 1 re
member now, it was just about the time
hen you were confined there. When I
left, he left too, when I came here, he
came after me. At the Hague his pretext
was that he wanted to see you."
"See me 7' '
"Yes, it muet have undoubtedly been
only a pretext; Tor now, When he could
plead the same reason, as you are my
father's prisoner again, lie does not care
any longer for you; quite the contrary, 1
heard him siy to my father only yester
day that he did not know you."
Go on, Rosa, pray do, that I may
guess who that man is, and what he
"Are you quite sure, Mynheer Cornc-
ius, that none of your friends can inter
est himself for you 7'
"I have no friends, Rosa, I have only
my old nurse, whom you 'know, and who
knows you. Ala? I poor Sue, she would
come herself and use no roundabout
ways. She would at- once say to your
father or to yon, 'My good. sir, or my
good miss, my child is here, see how
grieved I am, let me see him only for one
hour and I'll pray for you as long as I
live.' No, no," continued Cornelius,
With the exception of my poor old Sue,
have no friends in this world."
'Then I come back to what I thought
before; and the more so ah last evening
at sunset, whilst I was arranging the
border where I am to plant your bulbj I
saw a shadow gliding between the elder
trees and the aspens. I did not appear to
see him, but it was this man. He con
cealed himself and saw mc digging the
ground, and certainly it was me, whom he
followed, and mc, whom he was spying
after. I could not move my rake, or
touch one atom of soil, without his no
Oh I yes, yes, he is in love with you,"
said Cornelius. "Is he young? Ia he
Saying this he looked anxiously at
Rosa, eagerly waiting for her answer.
"Young? handsome?'' cried Rosa,
bursting into a laugh. "He is hideous to
look'at; crooked, nearly fifty years of age,
and never dares to look me in the facei
or to speak, except in an under tone."
"And his name?"
"I don't know him."
"Then yoit see that, at all events, he
does not come after you."
"At any rate, if he loves you, Rosa,
which is very likely, as to see you is to
love you, at least you don't love him.''
"To be sure, I don't."
"Then you wish me to keep my mind
"I should certainly ask you 'to do so.''
"Well, then, now as you begin to know
how to read, you will read all that I
write to you ol the pangs of jealousy and
of absence, won't you, Rosa?"
"I shall read it, if you write with good
big letters. '
Then as the turn which the conversa
lion tooK Degan to mane Kosa uneasy,
Jjy-me-uye, now Is your tulip going
"Oh. Rosa, onlv imagine my joy: this
morning I looked at it in the sun, and
after having moved the soil aside which
covers ibe bulb, I saw the first sprouting
of the leaves. This small germ has
caused me a much greater emotion than
the order of His Highness, which turned
aside the sword, already raised, at the
"You hope, then," said Rosa smiling,
"Yes, yes, I hope,"
"And I, in my turn, when shall I plant
"Oh, the first favorable day, I will tell
you, but whatever you do, let nobody help
you, and don't confide your secret to any
one in the world: do you see, a connois
scur, by merely looking at the bulb
would be able to distinguish its value;
and so, my dearest itosa, ie carelul in
locking .up the third sucker which re
mains to you."
"It is still wrapped up in the same pa
per in which you put it, and just as you
gave it me. I have laid it at the bottom
of my chest under my point lace, which
keeps it dry, without pressing upon it.
But good night, my poor captive gentle'
"It must be, it must be."
"Coming so late and going so soon.
"My father might grow impatient not
seeing me return, and that precious lover
might suspect a rival."
Here she listened uneasily.
"What is it?" asked Van Bacrle.
"I thought I heard something,"
"What, then ?"
"Something like a step, creaking on the
"Surely," said the prisoner, "that can
not be Masster Gryphus, he is always
heard at a distance-"
"No, it is not my father, I am quite
sure, but "
"But it might be Mynheer Jacob."
Rosa rushed toward the staircase, ami
a door was really heard ropMly to cloe.
C03t, THE HERALD OF A tfOISY WORLD, THE NEXfS OF ALL NATIONS LUMIiEIilNG AT MY BACIC
before the young damsel had got down I
the first ten steps.
Cornelius was very uneasy about it, but
it rtfts, nfter all, only a prelude to greater
The following days passed without any
remarkable incident. Gryphus-made his
three Visits, and discovered nothing. He
never came at the same hours, as he
hoped thus to discover the secrets of the
prisoner. Van Baerle, therefore, had de-
vised a contrivance, a tort of pulley, by
means of which he was able to lower or
to raise his jug below the ledge of tiles
and stone before his window. The strings
by which this was effected, he had found
means Jto cover with that moss which
generally grows on tiles, or' in the cran-
nies of the wall
Gryphus suspected nothing, and the de-1
vice succeeded for eisht davs. One morn-
ing, however, when Cornelius, absorbed
in the contemplation of his bulb, from
which a eerm of veectation was already
peepine forth, had not heard old Gryphus
rninlnir tin ntffirfl nn ft" cmlpnf winil wna I
blowing which shook the wholetowcr. the
0 -r , - .
door suddenly opened.
Gryphus, perceiving an unknown and
consequently a forbidden object in the
hands ol his prisoner, pounced upon it,
with the same rapidity as the hawk on its
As ill luck rtould have it, his coarse,
hard hand, tbe same which he had I
broken, and which Cornelius Van Baerle I
had set so well, grasped at once in the
midst of the jug on tbe epot where the
bulb was lying on the soil. s I
"What have yon got here T' he roared.
"Ah! have I caught you? and with this
he grubbed in the soil. ,
"I ? nothing, nothing." cried Corcelins,
"Ah ! have 1 caught you? a jug, and
earth in it, there is some criminal secret
at the bottom of nil this."
"On. my good master Gryphus, said I
Van Baerle, imploringly, and anxious,
i"v""6vp "" "i I
ke the partridge robbed of lief toUng by
In fact, Gryphus was beginning to dig
the'soil with his crooked fingers.
"Take care, sir, take care,'' said Corne
lius, growing quite pale.
"Care of what I zounds I of what?"
roared the jailer.
"Take care, I say, you will Ctlieh it,
And with a rapid and almost frantic
movement he snatched the jug from the
hands of Gryphus, and hid it like a Ireas
ure under his arms.
iJuturypiius, obstinate, nice an old man, i
and more and more convinced that he was I
discovering here a conspiracy ngaingt the I
Prince of Orange, rushed up to his priso-
ner, raising his stick; seeing, however, the
impassible resolution of the captive to
protect his Mower-pot. he was convinced
that Cornelius trembled much less for his
head than for his jug.
He, therefore, tried to wrest it from
him by force.
"Halloa !"' said the jailer, furious,
"here you see, you are rebelling.''
"Leave me my tulip," cried Van
"Ah yes, tulip' replied the old man,
"we know well the shifts of prisoners."
"But I vow to you "
"Let go," repeated Gryphus, stamping
his foot, let go or t shall call the guard."
"Call whoever you like, but you shall
not nave tins tlower except with my
Gryphus, exasperated, plunged his fin
ger a second time into the soil, and now
he drew out the bulb; which certainly
looked quite black; and whilst Van Baerlo
quite happy to have saved the vessel, did
not suspect that the adversary had pos-.
aoBspil limicplf nf ifn nrpnintm rnntpnis.
Gryphus hurled the softened bulb with
all his force on the flags, where, almost
instantly after, it was crushed to atoms
under his heavy shoe
Van Baerle eaw ihe work ofdestruction,
got a glimpse of the juicy remains of his
darling bulb, and, guessing the cause of
the ferocious joy of Gryphus, uttered a cry
of agony, which would have melted .the
heart even of that ruthless jailer, who
some years before killed Pellissou's
The idea of striking down this spiteful
bully passed like lightning through the
brain of ihe tulip-fancier. The blood
rushed to his brow, and seemed like fire
in his eyes, which blinded him; and he
raised in his two hands the heavy jug
with all the now useless earth which re
mained in it. One instant more, and he
would have flung it on the bald head of
But a cry stopped him; a cry of agony,
uttered by poor Rosa, who, trembling-and
pale, with her arms raised to heaven,
made her appearance behind the grated
window, and thus interposed between her
father and her friend.
Gryphus then understood the danger
with which he had been threatened, and
he broke out in a volley of the most ter
"Inderd," said Cornelius to him, "you
must be a very mean and spiteful fellow,
to rob a poor prisoner of his otily consola
tion, a tulip bulb."
"For shame, my father," Rosa chimed
in, "it is indeed a crime you have coin
COUNTYV KY NOVEMBER 24, 1875. tfO. 47,
"Ah, is that you my little chatterbox?"
the old man cried, boiling with rage and
turning towards llefj "don't you meddle
with whatdon'tconcgftl you, but go down
-,,:..i,i.. :i,i. "
"Unfortunate hie," continued Corneli
us, overwhelmed with grief.
"After all, it is but a tulip," Gryphus
resumed, Us he began to be a little
ashamed of himself. "You may have as
many tulips as you like. I have three bun
dred of them in my loft."
"To the dcVil with your tulips 1" cried
Cornelius; "you are worthy of each Other:
had I a hundred thousand millions of
them. I would gladly give them for the
one you have just destroyed J"
"Ah 1 so," Gryphus said, in a tone of
triumph; "now there we have it. It was
not your tulip you cared for. There was I
that false bulb some witchcraft, per-
'P9 some means of correspondence with
conspirators against His Highness who
has granted you your life., I alwavs said
they were wrong in not cutting vour head
.. . i .. , .
"Father, father 1" cried Rosa.
"Yes, yes 1 it is better as it is now," re-
peated Grvnhus. crowinir warm: "I have
destroyed it, anoTC'JLdo the same again,
as often as vou reneat the trick. Didn't
I tell you my fine fellow, that I would
make your life a hard one ?"
"A curseou you I" Cornelius exclaimed.
quite beyond himself with despair, as he
gatheaed, with his trembling fingers
the remnants of that bulb on which he
had rested to many joys and so many
"We shall plant the other to-morrow.
my dear Mynheer Cornelius," said Rosa(
in alow voice, who understood the in
tense Brief of the unfortunate tulip-fan
cler, and who, with the pure sacred love
of her innocent heart, poured these kind
words like a drop of balm, on the
bleeding wounds of Cornelius
Continued nett week.
Q dfTVC W l!W llHUUUKivl(lUj5.
For the Hartford Herald
I affi ttttafe that my thette is an old1
one, almost worn threadbare hv the he-'
roic effort of aspiring school boys, and
sentimental school girls who have writ
ten in the most superlative style of the
giddy "heights of fame' and the historic
achievements of Napoleon, and ihe world
conquering success oi Alexander, it is
an old, old story, as familiar as A B C to
those who read. The whole list of he-
roes, by "flood and, field, has been sung
in verse and embalmed in story, and it is
not my intention to add another to the
would-be detractors or enthusiastic ad-
mirers of that tnuch worn subject, am'
bition and ambitious men. Solomon,
himself, said: "There is nothing new
under the sun," and has not Wendal
Phillips, the apostle of freedom and free
thought, descanted eloquently on the val
ue and beauty of the "Lost Arts," show
ing conclusively that all our vaunted
progress is nothing more than small inv
provementa on old discoveries. Honor
and fame to the undaunted men who
have hewn our paths through the track'
less wilds of savage countries, who have
sailed over stormy and unknown eeas.
who have discovered new continents and
founded new empires. They have estab
lished a claim on the gratitude of the
world, and their names will ever be held
in reverence and grateful esteem. I want
to bespeak tolerance for that ambition
which impels one to lite a pure, true and
n"le '"e. lhat ambition wlucli helps a
man to be himself and not ape another.
I . ... ... ...
That ambition, which would take the five
talents' given, and mold them into ten
That ambition which virtue practices,
goodness lives and God loves. How
often are our ambitions unworthy and ilc
basing. Hoxv poor and little that feeling
which prompts us to outshine our neigh
bors in silken attire ard sumptuous sur
roundings, which plumes itself on money
and money's worth, and flaunts in the
face of superior talent and nobler lives,
its vulgar shoddy telf. Howard, the
philanthropist, was ambitious, not 'for
himself, but for suffering humanity. He
pursued his course with patient love and
heroic endurance, befriending the friend
less, feeding the starving, helping the
helpless, until he accomplished much
good, which as long as time endures will
stamp him one of the noblest benefactors
of his race. The ambition of Florence
Nightingale was of a kindred nature to
that of Howard. In fevers and pestilence
and noisome disease, she wended her way
'scattering charities that soothe and heal
and bless at the feet of roan like flowers.1'
How many have lived and died in pur
suit of the nobleet aims! buoved tin by
the grandest ambition that could sustain
and strengthen their effort! How many
are still living, exerting all their time and
strength in the cauie and service of hu
manity. The same heroic, God-like
feeling that inspired the time-honored
benefactors of mankind is still inspiring,
sustaining and propelling the present
generation of noble-hearted men. This
would be a benighted world without am
bition. If all men were content to live
and die without great attainments, bu
man nature would soon sink to ils lowest
debasement Then cheerish that ambi
tion that would make ihe most of life
and its opportunities. Nourish that am
bition that would devclope good and
crush ollt evil. In short, have an ambi
tion to leave the world better than you
LETTER I'KOJI CROMU'ELI.
Comwell, Kf.. NttV. 15.
Editor Herald: News in this this
part of the moral, vinyard is scarce, and
not comatable by nn one unless he search
M eloser fdr lhat arlIcle l,,an yur um
Dle correspondent ever did
Business in our town, our merchants
ca7i Is 1M- 2pJ. though, in sjMC of the
8tr0nS remonstrances of the farmer's
. i .
movement as it is popularly called, tney
navci a arSe majority of them, much to
lllG cgrei oi me sellers, returned to tne
cre(m sycm. oo, irom tins, me oust
ne8S wnIch " being done ia principally on
1 nere was quite a crowd ot people in
town on Saturday last, some of whom m
tne evemnS doubled Uape Horn, came
around tue Pint smoking like a locomo-
l,Ye' swearing jikc me army in rianaers;
their gait reminded one of that of a puny
call sick with the blind staggers. Their
speech v. as very much like! that One hears
in some of our charitable Institdtions
designated as Lunatic Asylums. These
things do not occur here olten, but unfor
tunately for this and eycry other place
where the "critterj' is sold, will be more
or less. If aVociety of meu or women
could, by moral suasion, or otherwise, rid
the land of this. our greatest evil would
imortalize themselves, and be fhe greatest
benefactors to the race since the Christian
Our townsman, Mr. T. P. Paxton', has
just started his new wheat mill, under
the superintendence of that prince of mil
lers, Dan. Wise, where all who may come
lean get tueir wneat manuiactured into
first grade flour promptly, and we think
Prof. Welborn's school here is progres
sing finely, with good prospects of being
a decided success. The Professor is a
young man, and has manjr of tbe ele
ments wuicn, by practice, will make bim
a first class instructor. He is faithful,
industrious and sober as a eaiei but is
short of patience.
The health of our neighborhood and
town is about as good as usual, conse
quently quine is dull with a downward
Our neighboring cities of Louisville and
Evanaville seem to be still alive to bust
ness, they having sent in the last week
something less than forty thousand drum
mers to this place, all good, jolly, welK
The honest yeomanry of this viscinage
are tiqt well pleased with the action of
our County cotfrl, sintfe tit the very time
they thought we would all stand from
under our heavy load of taxes, the court
levied ten thousand dollars additional,
this is more than any good granger can
bear, without rehashing sotile of his Otig
inal profanity used to denounce scch acts
of county eatraviganca as this expense.
LETTER FROM CANEVVIME
Casetville, Kt., Novt15.
Editor Hmald: Hard times, dulness
ot business, and as Ali cays, scarcity of
personalities will cause our 'letter to be
unusuclly short this week, noUithatand
we will write anyhow, that your
readers may know that neither Caney
ville or ourself have received-any serious
damages by the vast amount of slang
I "II? Tl TT J 1 .
P " pp
throw at us in the last issue of the Hke
ald. Yes we pity that poor man, he
knows not what to do that people may
know such a being is actually in existence
Mr. Editor, give him at least a square in
your paper, and set up his name in Great
Primer or two line English type, that
the world may know such a creature is
really in existence, among the hills of
Grayson county, and the next time h
meets you he will congratulate you with
his face bearing the expression of pump'
Mrs. Lulic Gray, of this place, went to
Livcrmore, her former home Tuesday 9th
inst., and returned home last Saturday
accompanied by her mother, Mrs
Hacket, who is now spending a few days
at the sesidence of her son-in-law, W. T.
Gary of this place,
Trof. G. C. Westerfield gave a lecture
on penmanship in this town last Satur
day night, but owing to the inclemency of
the weather the audience was small
Dr. P. O. Brandon returucd his family
to Louisville Thursday where he will at
tend medical lectures this winter.
The first crop of neir tobacao was de
livered at the Warehouse of Porter and
Eskridge in this place last ttcck.
J. C. Millignn has posted notifies to the
effect that he will apply to the county
court of Grayson county on the fourth
Monday of. this month for a license to
keep a tavern in this place with the
privilege of retailing "King kill all.
Note this "Tnomal;" perhaps you can.
make a new bar bill.
LETTJcflf FItO.1I XO.- EMU IT.
Xo. Eiotir, Onto Co., Kr., Nor. 14.
Ecitor Hkrald: Nothing having oc
curred around Xo. 8 worthy of itdte for
sometime, I concluded to take a joUrney
and look for an item for the Herald.
Accordingly, tfti the 9th I took my- tray
to Himilton, where the OoClT Templars
met in convention on the Oth and 10th
instant, where we were met by the dele-
gait's from the different fodgtix ftf tti'i
county, among whom we recognized
many of our friends. Among the many
with whdm we were pleased to exchange
the greetings of friendship, tfert the
Hamiltons of Xo. 14, Xewtons of 410,
and oar oM friend and kinsman, Peter
Aahby, of Cefaivo.who is one of the vete
erans of Temperance in Ohio couuty.
We will not attempt, however, to give
a summary of the proceeding, as that has
been done doubtless ere this, by abler
pens than mine, bat We will say this, that
for kindness and hospitality, the people
Of Hamilton and vicinity are surpassed
by none in the State. We will long re
member the kindness Of Mr. Joshua
Kender and family with whom we spent
the evening and night, or at least that
part of it which remained after our visit
to Rock of Safety Lodge.
The people were entertained at night
by Kentucky's orator and popular tem-
pe'rane'e' lectiirer, Geo. W. Bain, who ex
posed the evils of intemperance in all their
hideous color, and compared with them
the blessings to be derived from total ab
stinence. He is a forcible speaker, and
one calculated to carry terror into the
hearts of lib adversaries. We hope he
will soon favor No. 8 with a lecture. He
is doing a noble work for the cause in our
State, and may he lite long to bold aloft
the standard of total atfstinfrrce, attd-
leau on the followers of temp'erane'e
ngainst the minions of King Alcohol.
from SLxnua spnixc&i
StLpiirm Spaixos, Ks ,- Nov. 13.
Editor IlKfcALir.-In our communication
this week we have nqsensational news to
chronicle, everything seems tdmove on
in a commonplace way, every body'attend-
ing to their own business. - .
Many of our citizens have been attend
ing Circuit court as witnesses, mttch'toj
their discomfit, and we are glad that Ihe
Commonwealth failed to make out a Case
against some our citizens.
We had the pleasure of attending
ball at Mrs. Fitzhngh's Thursday night,
given in honor of Miss Amanda Renfrow,
one of Spring Lick's fairest ladies, who is
visiting her brothers, Ed. and Virgil
Renfrow, of this place. Quite a large
crowd were present, and tipped the light
fantastic toe until one o'clock a. when
they bade tbe kind hostess good night
and wended their way to their quiet
homes, feeling better for the, pleasant re
creation of the night.- Of your town
Messrs. Geo. A. Piatt and J. T Moore
were in attendance, .add nrade quite an
addition to our party by their witty say
ings and conversation.
Our farmers are now engaged in gath
ering corn, wbicu is maKing a good re
suit on tbe hill lands, much better than
had been expected, and it is anticipated
that this article of produce, will' not bear
a high price, as all have enough and to
spare, except a few who planted in th
low lands, and had their crops cut short
by the incessant rains of the summer.
ThS long afliicted child of Mrs. Susanna
Metcalf died this morning, filling another
household with grief. Peace to its ashes
for the spirit has flown to that clime
where affliction and death never comes,
Since our communie'atiorf of last week
we have heard that another of Mr. Mas
sie's children, a little girl, haa died, a vie
tim of that fatal poisoning.
Rcsisk, Er., Nov. 15, 75,
Editor Herald: This is a beautiful
little town, situated on the H A P. fail
road about eight miles above Beaver
Dam. We have quite a number of live
men here, and tbe future prosperity an
commercial importance of Rosinej at no
distant day. no one dares to doubt. "Wef
have a good school here, Mrs. Tilford
demonstrating to a candid public the ut
ter folly of the old idea that "women can
not teach school. What an idea. M'
the mother that teaches those that ac
complish most in this life. Let as then
cive our ladies a chance id the school
room, and I believe the result will be sat
isfactory, and we will hear no more the ,
silly cry "Women can not teach school."
Our tobacco merchants are beginning
to look around preparatory to the open
ing of the tobacco market.
We are a temperance people, no whisky
sold here except by our druggist for med
ical nses. The consequence is, we are
quiet, and have no use for a "lock-up''
like the poor unfortunate people oMIart-
ford, who have to have feco jails in order
to keep quiet there.
Wcdid have a little trouble down the
railroad a few days ago, and N. J. Wise,-
marshal of your place, came out and ar
rested the partv. and his trial came off
;rtp-dav, George C. Wedding, a young
lawyer of your place, ram" :nt In pri
due square,-orie lasertioP-.. ...3 Oiifo
One square, each additional'itlJtrliu'd.. , 5n"
One t qbare,one yer:...- ltf, o'J'
One-fourth column peryear.;.."-. 38' 00
Obd-lhird column, per jeaf....i:.....:s. ifl.CO"
One half column, per jear.. ...-.i. . SO OV'
Ohe column, one yea.;::n....; lotf tfi'
I'ershorter tide'.-ai irofottioifate'ratrsr
' QHe Inch of sp'uft c'SB'titntrs a snsIS".-
lUe mstrer oryV3l7aarerlTementiFE8's?a'
quarterly free oCcIfarge. iWfurta'fc'tarlicfc'
J.vo. V.VxOfirS Co., tfuttisners',-
ecute, tfal'tnc ptrty arreted hndbmrorfe
arm and' tha was ah" argrflnent'ovpi''
which Wedding-conld not climb. Tfie
charge- was" a? fj'feaSll'ertlfc' j3acS''l)y-as-.
faulting a'lailV, arid W'ed'ling being very
fond-of liie ladiesany way, condudeil'this
was a good opportunity1 td'extot their" vlr-"
would dare offifnd Oho of thWs fair being?.-
In' this he was secondid'very eloquently;
but the-jury thon-ht it a small breaking
Of fli-! peace and' fixed-the fine at one cent.
We are expecting bitte-fttines up l.ere;
all worked-hard-last yezr'and'raade pret-"
ty good crops; an'd-when-w'e'set'them'on
the mark? we expect' to have some?"
money. SiR-Gstni How
m -mi V
Detroit Free Press..
She'll etcher mind made op for two of"
three days that the boy needed castor oil,
butthe knew thatrshe must approach hint
gefHly. She placedths bottler where he
could not see it, and when he turned up
his nose she said:
"It's just IH honey; my darling."
lis eetmt3-t3-doubt her" word, ami-she-
"If you'll take sonte Pll letyxtf'go to
"How nYucb," he cautioujljf inquiredf
"Oh, only a spoonfuljustone-spoonfal,"
she replied as she nncorkeffthe bottle!
"And you'll give me- some- sugar- be-
sides V he asked. .
"Of course I will a UTg-lSmp."
He wailed until she began pouring front
the- bottle, and-then-he asked:-
"And yoffll gfre me teircenfj-.tooT-"Yes,
'And you'll buy me ft 8llOO-fy,kle,
he went on, seeing bier-advantage.'
"I guess ea.'l P
"Xo kite -no-ilei'' be aid- as he drew
"Well. I'll bnyycti'a-kite," she re-
plied, filling the spoon clcarnp. -
"And a velociped??'-'
'Til thinkof it." t '
"You- CJfri'Mhink-no'-castor oil down"'
mel" he exclfatoed,- looking around of
"Here I' will- or 111 -tease-father Jo
and 1 knowIfs-will.' Come; now,- swallow-
"And yoaMl bay rat goat ?'-' ' ,
".And two-lfnndred raarbles." ' '. '
"Yetf' iWtake it righ't down.'-' "
"All ruti-nodcrr, ho ire!'
"A'nd-you'll bnyme a -pony?-'
"Ohj I- couldn't da that Xow'bi '
good-boy and 'swallow irdown."
"Oh, yes,-I'll... awallow that (taff, 1
will 1" he said, as' her clapped 'on-h is hat.-
"Y-ou -mar fool 8ome',0fher,boy;:with a
a circuSflcSet'andilutnp of brown en jar,
but it'll take a hundred dollar pony-to
trot that castor ile down my throat,'' 1
And he-wentoat to see if tha, neighbor'
cat bad' been caught' in tbe dead fill be
set for her.
discovery of a subterranean forest1
just below the sorfaeeof the bed of the
Thames River is -ttractinga good-deal of
attention in England- Tbe Oak; the alder-,
and the willow- are the' principal trees
found. Tlieserttain-their vegetable char
acter, but other signs show that'the fbrest
belongs-to the period of the elk- atfci-lb's
red deer ia tlJe south ofEnglandJ
A "big-swter" teaching herlittlebrother
mental arithmetic; "NW Charity, sup
pose yott'have twenty sugar plum., and
you want to-divide them-into four pgrtr.
You give baby five and me five, what'
would you do-with tbe other ten?'.' 'SucJe
cttf," was the reply.
Lister, a New York astrologer, lia'
taken a horoacope of- Gen. Grant's- lifer
which is published io the New-York IJer
aid. He sajsGrantwill-notbe-re-eleotedV
SMI predicts that he will live ftf be e?ghtj
seven. Lister evidently knows-wKicli1 way tfte
popalati breeze is blowing. Franlfgri
A Missonrian wheeled' hia-wifr, wllo-ia
a cripple, three mHes to see a fnneral.
Th poor lady id it was the first day'rr
real enjoyment she had seen fop seven
.Aft Algerian idea is that the angel of
death feines a dying man by the hair o
his head and carries hm up to Paradise:
Baldbcaded Algerians, of course, go to
ihe other place.
The fifty-six men of Webster, Mass.,-
who voted tbe prohibition ticket have
been invited to partake of a "turkey snp-1,
per by a worthy lady, who rrdwirea theitf
Thesmall-po is raging itr Cincinnati.-
Over two hundred and filty cases have
been reported since the first ofthia inoirih-.
The faelOrifS of North Adams, MasT.
tarn out aboat 1,400 pairs of shoes a day.
Mr. Alexander H. Stephens; cl Ga.. ha-r
recorered his usual hefrith. .
Seventy-five cents in gold, per word, ir
the charge for a cable dispatch to Eng
land. Virginia Citv ii ting rupidlv rebuilt