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BT sUTKA A. TTKHBL
Jtaxowi of shadow and Mghtaeaa Beet
rer the ma of yellowing wheat.
With a steadier flow where the white bom rata
On the fallen glory of golden cresto -
While a hrehor hae, aa the warn Booth blow.
With ware oo ware to the orchard Iowa.
Far to the rirtt. a browa-armed row.
I aee the stalwart reapers ro
Tbeir ahoaldera riatog ana hUHng free.
Like swimmer that sport ra a tttuiiaei sea
While here and there acylbe-blade'a blaze
Dine like a aolDhin. and rmmA tk .
And the Jocund abont of the Haneatfemn
Floata, mellow and deep, from the Jasper loam.
B walght to the rerge of oar shaded path,
la regular windrows sweep the ewatl.
Par behind it atretchea away,
rinmed at the aidea by tawny spray.
And opening, lengthening oa to na.
we Ked Sea path of the Bxodna,
iurooa uw tnauewuur ware, aa t
Jewing ware, aa the gray-beard
Faster and toiler nw tH ataeL
With a tery flash, M the ana brains writhe
Proa tip to hasp of tbe sweeping scythe.
There, following, is the abearpiled wain.
With the steeds neck-deep in the golden grain.
And now, to breathe from their task-work aore,
The dripping toiler hae reached tb. shore.
, Bat a cooling draught front the bubbling spring,
A Jet, a laugh and sosse bantering.
Brown foreheads brushed of the shining sweat
Uke Jewels of honor there proudly set.
And then. wth their back, to the ebaven lea.
Another plunje in the amber sea.
A lazy music aerrades the air.
Prom thicket, and stead aw. acd near pvUrrt
As if. the leaf-coverts and flowers among,
The sleepy soul of the eutwhine snag'.
From the velvety edge of this darling dell
Lnxnrioos languors softly well.
To loll the spirit and Woo the seme
To day-dream, aioth and indolence.
Bat sweeter, pleannter far to me . .
Than wisd, or bird, or droning bee.
That lusty shout, so cheery and blithe,
That ringing sound of the whetting scythe.
It xpeake .f laurels nobly waa
By the good strong arm in the good strong ran
Of energies, heavenly seconded.
To wre from earth bosom Ue boom of IsWd
For wife and little oir charity
And the hungry as Triads ever the aea!
It sinn a song, and an echo spring
World-wide and dear, as the scythe-Made rings,
Telling of man and hie dignity, ,
lit hope to be noble, his right to be free '
f the Uod-like power in bis bosom aafurled.
Of the brawn and body and sonl of the world I
A Little Hen.
In the city of Hartford, Connecticut,
lives the hero of tse true history I am
Jxmt to relatebat no longer " little," as
the perilous adventure, which made him
for a time famous in his native town, hap
pened several years ago.
Our hero was then a bright, active boy
'of fourteen the bob of a mechanic. In
the severe winter of 18 v the father work
ed in a factory ; about a mile and a half
from his home, and every day the boy car
ried him his dinner across a wide piece of
, One keen, frosty day, he found the snow
on this meadow nearly two feet deep, and
no traces of the little foot-path remaining.
Yet he ran on as fast as possible, plunging
through drifts and keeping himself warm
y vigorous exercise and brave, cheerful
When ia the midst of the meadow, fully
Jialf a mile Trom any house, he found him
self going down, down, downl lie had
He sank down into the dark ice water,
nut rose immediately to the surface. There
fi grasped hold of a plank, which had
it llen into the well as he went down. One
rJ of this rested on the bottom of the
well, the other rose about four feet above
the surface of the water. . J
The poor lad shouted for heln) until he
was hoarse and almost speechless, but all
in vain, as it was impossible to make him
self heard at such a distance from any
liouxe. So at last he concluded that if he
was saved fct all he must save himself, and
liegaa at once, as he was getting extremely
cold in the water. So be Went to work.
First, lie drew himself up the plank,
and braced himself against the top of it
and the wnll of the well, which was of
brick, and quite smooth. Then he pulled
ff his coat, and taking out his pocket knife,
cut off his boots, that he might work to
greater advantage. Then, with his feet
against one side of the well, and his shoul
ders against the other, he worked his way
up, by the most fearful exertion, about half
the distance to the top. Here he was
obliged to pause, take breath, and gather
up his energies for the work yet before
him. Far harder was it than all he had
yet gone through, for the side of the well
iog troni that point completely covered
with ice, he must cut with his knife grasp
ing places for his fingers, slowly and care
fully all the way up.
It was almost a hopeless attempt, but it
was all that he could do. Ana here the
little hero lifted up his heart to God, and
prayed fervently for help, fearing he could
never get out alone.
Doubtless the Lord heard his voice, call
ing from the deeps, and pitied him. He
wrought no miracle to save him, but
iireatlicd into his heart a yet larger meas
ure of calmness and courage, strengthen
ing him, to work out his own deliverance.
It is in this way that God oftcnest an
sswtra our prayers, when we call upon him
in time of trouble.
After this the little hero cut his way up
ward, inch by inch. His wet stockings
froze to the ice and kept his feet from slip-
Eing, but 'his t-hirt was quite worn from
is shoulders ere he reached the top.
He did reach it at last crawled out into
lhe enow, and lay down for a moment to
ZA-st, panting out his breath in little white
"clouds on the clear, frosty air.
He had been two hours and a half in the
His clothes soon froze to his body, but
lie no longer suffered with the cold, as full
f joy and thankfulness, he ran to the fac-
tory, where his good father was waiting
The poor man was obliged to go without
his dinner that day, but you may be sure
lie cared little about that, while listening,
with tears in his eyes, to the thrilling story
liis son had to relate to him.
ne must have been very proud of the
boy that day, as he wrapped him up in his
own warn overcoat, and took him home to
And how that mother must have wept
and smiled over tue lad, and Kissed him.
and thanked God for him! Grace Green
Death of a Hero.
Another of the most distressing events,
which mark with almost certain fatality
every bathing season, occurred here on
Saturday afternoon. Three or four . little
lads went in bathing in the harbor, just
In-low the residence of William Jennings.
One of them, William Bessey, son
of widow William Bessey, could
cwim a little, the others could not
A son of William Finney got beyond
his depth, and was struggling for his life.
which young Bessey noticing, immediately
swam to his relief, and succeeded in push
ing him so far in shore that the life of his
little playmate was saved, but at the sad
cost of his own. He was observed to sink,
but no aid could be procured until too late
to save the heroic little fellow's life. His
IhkIv was soon recovered, and every effort
made for its resuscitation, but without
avail. The loss of the boy, who was un
usually bright and active, falls with crush
ing weight upon his poor mother; but
terrible as Is her loss, none could choose a
nobler death for man or boy than the civ
in? up of his life in saving that of another.
No more fitting inscription can be placed
nifr th rrare of that heroic bov oft-lpvMi
years, than that " he lost his life in saving
another's." Surely there is not a man or
boy in the whole land who will not revere
. i . . i T,
me memory oi iiuic huiibbcmcj'. or-
wvK, vmn., wnette. "
Fruit from California.
To-day the Chicago market is well sup
plied with California fruit once a rare
luxury in this city but now, thanks to the
Pacific llailroad, no longer so, and likely
t become as common on our tables as the
peac'ies of St. Joe, or the strawberries of
our own Mate. A car load of fruit from
the Golden Stat arrived here yesterday,
oeing me nrsi iruu ca- tnrourn Irom ban
w a 4 . .
r rancisco. i ne ireignt is f 5 a cwt., or
about f 940 on a car load. It occupied five
days on the journey, and the cargo, which
consisted oi ooxes oi plums, peaches,
grape, and other ripe fruitj, waa in
cplendid condition. Chicago Republican,
The German translation of Mr.
Bowles "Across the Continent," pub
lished at Leipsic with the title "From
Ocean to Ocean," opens with an odd geo
graphical blunder. The translator knew
of Springfield, 111- but not of Springfield.
Mass. ; and so his first chapter carries the
reader from Springfield, in Illinois, through
Buflalo, Cleveland and Chicago, to the
little nine year old bov. while
r on the top of the Sherman House.
Chicago, a few days ago. ran on a skylight.
ana ieu a distance oi uxty left, He was
almost watantiy kuied.
By .AJLfred S. Horsley.
THE PROPHETIC PISTOL
Akd that." said I. " is Brett v nearlv
all that I have to tell yoa."
The above words formed the peroration
of a synopsis of several years traveling,
communicated by me to a fellow-passenger
from Helslngfors to Stockholm, as we
leaned over the side of the rood shin
Viberg, and watched the countless rronns
of rocky islets, crested with green foliage,
wnicn arose on every side irom te smooth
transparent sea. My auditor was a long,
lean, wiry American, with a cold clear eve.
and a look of indomitable firmness in
every line of his pinched sallow face,
which gave him the aspect (to quote from
a pugnacious friend of mine) " of a man
you would like to be back to back with in
a row. , .
Wal. etranref." remarked he at the
close of my narrative, 44 yu hev bin about
a bit, I reckon : but yu ham t seen much,
and what's more, yu hain't done much
My dignity was somewhat ruffled bv this
plain-spoken criticism ; for I privately re
garded myself as a second Sinbad, on the
strength of a moderate acquaintance with
the majority of the Countries which fienre
on the tourist's visiting list. Moreover,
tny listener had himself provoked my com
municativeness by a aeries of searching
questions upon every point of my pef-1
sonal history, from the color oi my grand
father's hair to the amount of pocket
money allowed me at Rugby. Conse
quently, there was, perhaps, a shade of
acrimony in my tone as I replied : " I've
done what I could ; but, of course, every
body can't have as many adventures as
Wal, tu air about mrhtthar. returned
he, taking my words literally ; ' I've seen
a few things in my time, I reckon : but,
n-.w :.v- V i i j
j, miu! a re luu&eu iuuui me,
and fixed for doin somethln' wharever I
went, 'stead o' trailin' about with my eyes
snei ana my nanus in me pocRets o my
panteys, like som folk. Now, I'll tell yu
now yu Britishers travel t yu jest foller
the railway track right square from one
big town to another, and see the opera
bouses, and the thcaytres, and the prom
enades, and sitch like ; and o' course yu
meet a heap o' riffriff, and mayhap get
yure eye teeth drawn a little too slick ;
and a'ter devotin three weeks or a month
to seem' a country with some millions o'
people in it, yu come back and write a
tarnation big book to say, 4 that air count ry
ain't no great pile o' punkins a'ter all ; the
critters thar air all lazy and shiftless, and
good for nothin' but to cheat and tell lies
and no wonder, seein' they'r only cussed
furriners, and hain't got the inestimable
blessin' of a free British constitootion.
Thar, now, stranger," he concluded, with
the paternal superiority of a missionary
instructing a Hottentot, 44 that's the way
yu go to work ; but, yu observe, 'taint the
right way, nohow yu kin fix it."
44 And how did go to ivol'k, then ? "
asked I, wishing to divert the current of
this flood of extempore criticism.
' Wal, I fixed to do somethin' and I done
it ; leastwavs, a man that's been a team
ster in the Rocky Mountains, a gold-digger
in Australey, a sailor in the Injine
Ocean, a storekeeper at Shanghai, a news'
paper editor at San FranciKcy, and an
agent for one notion or another in every
country in Europe, mout say he'd done
somethin', I guess, if he had a mind to."
"And have you really done all that?"
asked I, somewhat startled at t he catalogue.
44 Reckon I hev ; I've been kinder movin'
round ever sin' I was as big as a molasses
jar, and I ain't done yet Guess I'm like
John Brown's soul in the old song I 4 go
a-marchin on' pretty consid'able, and ivll
take a while to tire me of it tew."
And do you always travel alone, then 1
44 Reckon I do, leastways, what yu'd call
alone. I've got a bosom-friend here,
though," he added with a strange chuckle,
putting his hand into his breast-pocket ;
44 and he's done me more'n than one good
turn in his time, so I tell ye. Yes, sir, he
nas that , and what 8 more, he speaks or
holds his tongue just as I please, which
taint every man as ud do !
And with this enigmatical preface, he pro
duced a small but very handsome revolver,
ntted with a spring bayonet, and orna
mented about the stock with eleven studs
of silver, arranged in the form of a square,
which would be completed by the addi
tion of a twelfth.
"AlnttAtfa friend, now, stranger?"
said the Transatlantic exultantly; "and
good friends we've been, him and me ; I
never mistrusted nun but once, and that
war down in Australey. when I war gold-
diggin' up Turon way. Two tellers cum
to my tent ona night, cause they'd hearn
as I'd a heap o' gold thar, and they thought
,.,: i,:,i . ,i.
'sponsibility o' gardin' it. I hearn 'em
creepin' in. and-o' course the fust thin? I
did war to slap all six barrels into em, jest
to give em a hint not to call a ter visum
hours. I hearn a screech, and then a pat
tin' o' feet runnin' off; but it war too dark
to sec anythin', and all the rest o' that
night my feelin's ain't to be 'scribed, no
how ! '
44 Ah, you were afraid you had killed one
of them, I suppose ?" said I, pleased at
this solitary touch of humanity in my
Killed! whv, darn it, stranger, dye
want to insult me I Na, by Jingo! I war
'fraid rd miemi one on em ! and to have
my own revolver miss a close range, a'ter
DCing ine to me lor so many years, were
more n I could bear 1" (The pathos with
. . . r-
wnicn ne said tins was indescribable.) 1
felt partic'ler cheap all that night, so I tell
ye ; yu might hav bought me for a cent,
any tune lore morning.' Hut as soon as
it war light, I cum out, and thar I seen one
feller lyin dead before the tent-door, and
a track o' blood all whar t'other had run
off, jest like a strick o' molasses 'cross
buckwheat cake; and, says I, 4 Thank
Heaven, I've hit 'em both!' and the weicht
that war taken off my mind in that air
moment stranger, thar ain't no 'scribin'
The real fervor of his tone as he uttered
the last sentence, with all the air of a good
man, whose conscience has lust been re
lieved of some overwhelming burden, can
not be conveyed in words.
I daresay you d hardly guess, now,
stranger, that I fust saw this revolver in a
vision ; but I did, though, stare as much
as you like ; and the way it happened war
jest so ; Fat her had bin dead bout a month,
when l cum in late one nigui irom nxin
a rail-fence that one of our oxen had
smashed : and a'ter I'd sot by the kitchen
fire for a spelL and done a tol'able stroke
n ninrwr T hpcan tft fepl a leetlft drowsv.
I warn't to say asleep, but jest so as if yu'd
spoke to me sudden, I d nev inougni
minute 'fare I answered when, all to
once, I seen father stannin' right 'fore me,
with his big straw hat o' one side, and his
high-boots and striped shirt-sleeves, and
his hands in his pockcte that war the only
ghost like thing 1xut him, for while he
war alive thev war mostly in some one
else's). and he savsto me, rays he: 'Cy,
my bov,' my name's Cyrus Jehosaphat
Flint, stranger, and I ain t ashamed on it ;
'Cy, my boy, I've cum back from the
spirit-world to tell you suthin' yu'U per
haps be none the wuss o' knowin. I didn't
leave yu much, says he, 44 cause yu air
safe to pn 'Ion? Rintrlc-handed. whereas
them two brothers and five sisters of
your'n will kinder need proppin' up some,
Tore they can stand by theirselves. Now,
vu Jest listen to me. To-morrow mornin,
the very fust thing, yu up and job open
the back o' that old cupboard in the cor
ner, jest above the top shelf, and thar yu'll
find a re-volver, the b&t yu ever fingered ;
and may Heaven bless it to yure use. And
now kneel down, and receive my blessin.'
I war jest a gwine to du it, when all to
once I slipped off ray chair, and cum the
all-firedest lick with my nose agin the
fender as ever I seen t and when I cum to
agin, ther wasn't nobody thar. 4 Wal, cuss
It I says 1 Itnougn tuu u language ain
r - a1 1. t u
mute rtroner ior a memwr u iiiecuurcni
41 hone the next time father comes from
t'other world, he'll contrive to do it at a
reas'nable hour, 'stead o' showin' up a'ter
bedtime, and makin his own flesh and
blood break his nose in this here fash'n.
But for all that, I didn't forget what he
said ; and fust thing next mornin' I up
and into the kitchen, and out with the
back 'o the cupboard, and thar lay the re
volver, as sure as ever thing war in the
world. And now. straneer. if you don
believe that air story, here it the 'dentical
re-volver, and you can', go again Vui jio-
Affainst such confirmatorv evidence It
would have been useless to argue ( and I
readily assented, only venturing to inquire
into themyBtefy of the singularly arranged
studs On the stock of the pistoL
WaL stranger," returned my com
panion, 44 yu wouldn't guess the trick o'
them studs in a hurry, so I'll tell you.
Each o' them air studs on that revolver
stands for the life of a man that him and
me hev ckf ed oft There's eleven on 'em
altogether, and I recon that's a pretty
tol'able stroke o' work for one man and
Used as I am to extraordinary confi
dences, this cool, complacent statement
fairly staggered me for a moment.
"Good Heaven!" I gasped, "do you
mean to tell me that vou have murdered
No. stranger," replied he slowly and
scntentiously ; 44 yu hev got on the wrong
ferryboat in making that air statement I
mean to tell yu that I've found it necessa
ry at different pe-rl-ods o' my life, to rub
out eleven human criltefs who must other
wise heV offered tile sante ei-vility to me j
and I calculate yii don't call thatmurderin'?
Thar'sonc wantin' yet to complete the
dozen, as yu see ; but," added he cheerful
fully, "that won't be long a-comingi' I
gue8S-" . . ...
" I !e old cannibal ! said I mentally ;
" he talks of killing people as if he were
only collecting photographs. Pray Heaven
he may not take it into his head to add me
to his museum !"
" Thar's one 'vantage I've got with this
weepun, pursued the Yankee; "1 canal
ways tell at fust sight o' a mau whether
I'm a-gwine to kill him some day or not"
" llow s that," asked 1, not without a se
cret shudder, and a slight anxiety as to
which way the scale had turned with re
gard to myself.
" Wal, jest this way whenever I meet a
man that I'm bound to rub .Out bime-by,
the hammer o this re-volver's sure to gin
a softer click so jest to show that he
knows his dooty 'spectin' that air individ
ooal ; and he never makes a mistake, he
The perfect air of conviction with
which he said this was the reverse of
agreeable ; and I could not help reflecting:
44 A pretty thing if this precious pistol
should have happened to click when he
saw me first, and he should think it neces
sary to vindicate its infallibility I" My
countenance probably expressed some dis
quietude, for my companion suddenly
broke my meditations by observing, in an
encouraging tone i
YU hain t no call to be skearcd,
etranfer; he didnt click at sight o'you,
and 1 m kinder glad on't, for you're good
kumpny in yure way; although yu air
tarnation green in the ways of the world,"
As this estimate or my abilities, was
evidently too deeply rooed to admit of
refutation; I let It pass, merely inquiring
whether the fatal augury had ever proved
Never, stranger " he replied emphati
cally. "Yu can't 'spect prophecy to go
wrong, and that air weepun's a prophet
est as much as Dan 1 or Zek L I won t
sav that I wouldn't hev bin glad( one time;
to catch bim slippin'-nd feezun good
teW I biit you mout as well 'spect Gin'ral
Grant to be 'fraid, as this weepun to tell a
And that one time what was it?"
WaL seein' it's yu, stranger, I don't
mindtcllin', though I ain't so precious
spry at talkin on that air subject, 1 swear.
It's a good few years now sin I happened
on a feller who hailed from a village on
the Mississippi called 4 Burnt Clcarin','
'cause of a biff fire they'd bed thar once
on a time and We fVoe together power
ful, and was iust like Brothers all at once.
WTharever Ohe Went 'tother went ; what
ever one did, 'tother did; and if this un
hed a dollar, that un war good for fifty
cents on't least thing. We went down to
Noo Orlcens, and up to Philadelphy by
the c&rs, and east ard to Charleston on a
tradin' spec; and I tell ye, we fotched up
tue dollars rignt smart 1 saved mm Irom
bein' chawed up by a b'ar that looked
plaguy angshusto make his closer 'quaint
ance; and he saved me from bein'
drowned in floodtime, when my canoe got
turned over agin a snag; altogether.
strange,yu mout hev tuk us fur David and
Jonathan cum alive agin. But all the
while thar war one thot hanging' in my
mind like a risin cloud m summer, that
spiles the look of thefhull skyand that
war the recollection that my weepun, fust
time he ef ef seen this feller hed gin a
The cold, clear tone of his voice at these
last words, slightly tinged with sorrow,
was such as a compassionate judge might
use in pronouncing sentence of death ;
ad to lile, guessing as I did what was to
come, it had a sound indescribably dreary
" I used to try and laugh myself out'o
that air fancy by sayin'. 4Whatever's
possible, that ain't ! Wrhy, to think o' our
quarrelln' 'ud be.like a man cutting hisself
n i,..ir t.n i,.v
But let me talk as I liked, the thot stuck
in my head like a nail in a new log, and
wouldn't go away. And at last, stranger,
the time cum when it war more'n a thot
One year, early in the fall, We were down
in Kansas, tradin' about in spots, and mak
in' a pretty tol'able haul : till one day we
agreed to tote up the profit an(t make a
lair division, 'cause next mornin he war
startin' off to Burnt Cleafin' to see his
folks, and I War bound to make tracks for
Boston on some business of my own. Wal,
evenin' cum, and a'ter lickerin' up a spell,
to ile our brains fur the cipherin', we be
gan totin' up. But somehow or another,
we couldn't come to a right settlement o'
our two shares, nohow we could fix it ;
and what with the licker we'd hed, and
the worry o' cipherin', we both com
menced to git rayther savagerous. At
last, up he jumps, and hollers out t . I'd
not hev bin so thunderm keen upon this
hyur trade if I'd known that my pardner
war nothin' but a darned mean flint-shavin
thief o a Yankee. - At them words a
shiver ran all through me like them 'lee
trie fixing' that book-lamed folks tell on,
and my right hand flew out as if somebody
moved it, and fotched him a lick 'tween
the eyes that brou't him down like a pine
in a clearin'. (He war a fine feller, bigger'n
me some way, and all the way out
as hard ; and, by Jino ! 'twar a reg'lar
pleasure knockin' him down.) Up he
got lookin' mighty wrathy ; and says he:
' It'll take a lectle burnt powder to nut
away the smell o' that air blow cum out
into the forest The sun war scttln , and
everythin' war dead still, as if waitin to
see what we'd do. I follered him out
readily 'nuff, for I war cool as an icicle,
now I know'd the job hed got to enm
through ; but when I seen the dyin' light
streamin' down the shadowy arches of the
forest, and the everlastin' trees stannin'
up tall and grand, and whisperin' with all
their leaves, as if God war speakin'
through them in His own Temple of Natur'
by Ilevin', stranger, I cum very nigh
feehn' as if I war p raps doin' wrong !
" Wall, that air feelin' didn't last long,
I reckon. The fust click o' them locks
(we'd 'greed to load only three barrels
each, to save time) the fust click 'o them
locks war like the smell o' roast meat to a
starvin' man ; and when I toed my mark
at fifteen paces, I felt as comfortable as if
I'd bin sittin' 'fore a big fire with a glass
o' whisky in my hand. We both cracked
off to once; I got a scratch on the left
side, and a bit o' his sleeve went flyin'
jest below the shoulder. 'Better luck
next time,' says I ; and the second load
went off. He'd aimed higher this time,
and the pill skiffed my ha r and knocked
off my hat; but jest in the same moment
I seen him turn half round and go ker
chunk right on his face. I run in upon
him, like a fool, forgettin' that he'd got
one shot left ; and he hoisted hisself on
his elby and let slap, jest tetchin' my thigh
as I cum on (his hand war 6haky, you
know, or he'd not hey made sitch a bad
shot) ; but that war his last card, and then
I know'd I hed him.
" 4 Ole feller,' says I, 'Tye kinder won
the hand this time, thar ain't no dodgin'
it So, 'fore vu go under, hey yu any
messidges to leave ?
44 4 Wal,' says he, 4 there's a gal at Burnt
Clearin' that I war pretty bad on last fall
Kezia Harper, next door to the meetin'
house guess you mout gin her this hyur
locket, if 'taint outer yure way,'
She's as good as got it already, says
I, puttin' it in my pouch.
" f4Thar'i a feller ia the next Tillage,
" : - it . : i , I l M ' i i i 4 , . : i ;
Nathan Hickman, that they used to call
Stfaight-eye I war to have fought him
this fall ; yu tell him.why I can't cum, for
no one didn't oughter think I war 'fraid.'
" 4 If the coon says a word agin you,
says 1, 4 Pll grease my boots with his liver.
Is thar anything else ?'
"'Wal says he, I guess that's about
44 4 Good-by, then, olo feller,' says I;
bless yu!' And with that I clapped my
pistol to his head, and blew it as small as
" Good Heaven !" says I, revolted at this
cold-blooded butchery, 44 could you not
have spared the man's life, even then ?"
" Stranger," replied the old slaughterer,
with indescribable dignity," "if you want
to find a critter so cussed mean as to hurt
a man's feelin's by sparin' him a'ter he's
been whipped in a fair fight I guess yu'd
better not come to Cyrus Jehosaphat
Flint! Now, then, I calc'late We'd best
be lookin a'ter our fixln's, for them's the
spires o' Stockholm sldnin' yonder."
And, so speaking, he turned upon his
heel and vanished into the cabin;
Anecdotes of Rothschild.
Louis Spohr, the great German musician,
called on him in June, 1820, with a letter
of introduction from his brother in Frank
fort, he said to him, " I understand nothing
of music. This," patting his pocket, ana
rattling the loose coins therein, "is my
music ; we understand that on 'Change.
Money-making was the one pursuit and
enjoyment of Rothschild's life. He cared
less than many do for the money when it
was made. "He had no. taste or inclina
tion,'' says one of his. friends; "for what
every Englishman seeks as soon as he has
money to buy it comfort in every re
spect His ambition wSs to arrive at his
aim more quickly and more effectually
than others, and to steer toward it with
more energy. When his end was reached
it had lost all its charm far him, and he
turned his never-wearying mind to some
thing else." It was in the scramblings
and fightings, the plots and tricks of mak
ing money, not at all in the spending, not
much in the hoarding of it, that he de
lighted. "I hope, said a dinner companion to
him, on one occasion, " I hope that youf
children are not too fond of meney arid
business to the exclusion of more impor
tant things. I am sure you would not
wish that" "lam sure I. should wish
that," he answered ; 44 1 wish them to give
mind, and soul, and heart, and body
everything to business. That Is the way
to be happy. It requires a great deal of
boldness and a great deal of caution to
make a great fortune ; and, when you have
fot it, it requires ten times as much wit to
To all who were willing'to work'in this
fashion, he was, after his fashion, a good
friend. Some of the wealthiest commer
cial houses now in London owe their pros
perity to the readbtess with which Rotils
child, Seeing good business qualities in the
young men around him, helped them on
with his great influence. There were
cases in which he went out of his way to
put exceptional opportunities of money
making in the way of his favorites. Even
his charities, according to his own confess
ion, were eccentric, and chiefly indulged
in for his own entertainment 44 Some
times, to amuse myself," he said, 44 1 give a
beggar a guinea. He tliinks it is a mis
take, and, for fear I should find it out, Off
he funs as hard as he can. I advise you to
give a beggar a guinea, sometimes ; it is
A saying attributed to him 'gives evi
dence, if true, of some humor. Once, it
is said, a German prince, visiting London,
brought letters of credit to the banker.
He was shown into the inner room of the
famous counting-house in St Swithin's
lane, where Rothschild sat busy with a
heap of papers. The name being an
nounced, Rothschild nodded, offered his
visitor a chair, and then went on with the
work before him. For this treatment the
prince, who expected that everything
should give way to oncot bis rank and
dignity, was not prepared. Standing a
minute or two, he exclaimed, ".Did you
not hear, sir, who I am ? 1 am repeat
ing bis titles. "Oh, very welu, said
Kothschlldi "take two chairs then;"
At another tune two strangers were ad
mitted into the same private rooji. They
were tall foreigners, with mustaches and
beards such as were not often seen in the
city thirty or forty years ago, and Roths
child, always timid, was frightened from
the moment ot their entrance, lie put his
own interpretation upon the excited move
ments with which they fumbled about in
their pockets; and before the expected
pistols could be produced, he had thrown
a. great ledger in the direction of their
heads, and brought in a bevy of clerks by
his cries of 44 murder." The strangers were
pinioned, and then, after long questionings
and explanations, it appeared that they
were wealthy bankers from the Continent,
who, nervous in the presence of a banker
so much more wealthy, had had some difficulty-
in finding the letters of introduction
which they were to present Famous
Death from a Scientific Point of Yiew.
It is a law of nature that whatever has
a beginning must also have an End, the
idea of death itself being associated with
But this term of life, the moment that
reduces to inert matter the body which
life had animated, may arrive sooner or
later, accidentally or naturally.
Accidental death happens when one of
the essential organs of life, from some
cause or other, ceases to act ; these prin
cipal organs being the brain, lungs and
The action of the brain, however, may
be almost wholly suppressed, and yet life
continue ; breathing may be for some time
suspended, and yet life linger within;
but when the beating of the heart cease ;
then life is extinct.
Accidental death, therefore, is all the
more rapid from its cause acting more im
mediately on the circulating centre ; it may
happen at all ages, although it is much
more frequent in the earlier than the later
stages of existence.
Natural death is much rarer; accidents
or disease almost always consuming life
before the period primitively fixed upon
It may also happen at a more or less ad
vanced age, according to the peculiarities
of constitution, sex, race, climate, etc
When the work of destruction follows its
usual course, life departs in an opposite
sense from the one in which it had been
developed : in the embryo life seems to
march from the heart to the remoter or
gans, but in the old man it gradually for
sakes his body from the circumference to
the center. Then the members, becom
ing motionless, and obeying the law
of heaviness, lose their sensibility and
heat ; and the muscles no longer obey the
will, even if the will exist ; the skin be
comes cold and dry, or is covered with a
viscous sweat ; the tace assumes a chanic
tcristic aspect, and appears emaciated;
the eyes withdraw deep into their orbits
the cornea is unsettled, the eyelids are
half closed by the lowering of the upper
one, the cheek bones become prominent,
the nose droops, and the discolored lips
are parted and puckered. The voice, like
thought, becomes incoherent; the eyes
lose their powers of vision, and the olfac
tory nerves are insensible to odors ; but
hearing is among the last of the faculties
tnat leave him. 1 he abdominal and pec
toral viscera cease to fulfil their functions,
drinks fall into the aesophagus as into an
inert tube; breathing becomes short, slow,
and irregular, now suspended, now re
newed, terminating finally in the last gasp,
The pulse beats rapidly but fainter and
fainter, offering numerous remittances un
til it ceases to be appreciable. The heart
still continues beating feebly and irregu
larly, and its last contraction marks the
moment that separates life from death. No
vestige of life now remains, except in cer
tain tissues, which, even for some time
after death, retain organic properties ; the
capillaries are contracted, so as to
drive into the veins all the blood
they contain; the irritability of the
muscles is demonstrated when pl&And un
der the influence of the yoltaii pile,
These lait phenomena of life soon dfajp.
KOTH8cmLD baa lew tastes or pleasures lu """ mo,ri ouiu pnuso vi, mv
out of the Stock Exchange and his count-4 8TrfWA?. v"-jt -! f -f r 4.
inff-honse. in St Hwfthin's faniv Whi..V...'Cr.: . , . , .. . ,f,..j-.
TENNESSEE, FRIDAY, AUGUST 20, 1869.
pear, then the blood decomposes, its liquid
parts infiltrating the tissues, and its solid
elements being deposited either on the
heart or on the sides of the vessels. Then
follows decomposition, which slowly and
mysteriously reduces the Whole to water,
carbonic add and ammonia being the pro
ducts into which are resolved all animal
matters in a state of putrefaction. These
matters of complex com position return to
the inorganic combinations which enabled
the plants to elaborate them thus the
study of putrefaction, at first so revolting,
acquires a special philosophical interest,
while revealing to us a chainwork of phe
nomena admirable on account of its beau
tiful simplicity. AppUton'a Journal,
How Joe Lost His Dliweiv - -
In the town of Newcafe.b'Kngland,
there wafa man who went by the name
of Patient Joe. He woriL In a coal
mine. Swas called PtUcnt Jee, because,
if grief came to him, -pi woqU r- "It's
all for the best ; those who love L u shall
find thrall things Wofk tc-etief for
gdodi" -f v .-
If all things" I ent well with tim.
Joe would pfcaue God ; and if tntn.-s went
:n ix a. . i.a ; j ' a
alone, there is a life to come after this ; and
things that may not seem good for us here
may oe good for us there. .
In the coal pit where Joe worked some
of the men would jeer and laugh at him
when he said, " It's all for the best" There
was a man of the name of Tim, who would
miss ho chance to laugh at Joe.
One day, as Tim and Joe were getting
ready to go down into the deep pit, Joe,
Who had brought his dinner of bacon and
bread with him laid it on .the gronnd for
a moment Before he could take it bp1, a
hungry dog seized it and ran off.
" Ha, ha 1" cried Tim, " that's aU for the
best is it, Joe ? The loss of thy dinner is
all for the best, is it, man ? Now stick to
thy creed, and say, Yea"
" Well, I do say Yes," said Joe, 44 but, as
I must eat, it is my duty to try to get back
my dinner. If I get it back, it will be all
for the best; and if I don't get it back,
why, it will be all for the best just the same.
God is so great, that He can rule the
smallest things as well as th largest"
So Joe ran after the dog ( and Tim, with
a laugh and an oatin Went down Into the
coal pit Joe ran a long way; but could
not catch the dog. At last, Joe gave up
the chase; arid came back to the mine,
thinking to himself that the men would all
have a good laugh at hinig
But he found them all pale with alarm
and awe-. "What a narrow escape you
have had, Joe 1" said one of them. 44 The
pit has caved in, and poor Tim is killed.
If that dog had not run off with your
dinner, you would have gone down with
Tim into the pit and been killed too."
Joe took of his hat ; and while his
breast heaved, and his cheeks grew pale,
and the tears came to his eyes, he looked
up to heaven, but said not a word. the
An Indignant DamseL
We heard a good joke on a resident of
Dog Creek the other day. The party re
ferred to is a bachelor and lives on the
wagon road. A few days ago an emigrant
wagon from Oregon came along and
camped near our friend's place. The head
of the family soon made himself acquaint
ed with the proprietor of the premises, and
Asked hint why he didn't have a Woman to
keep house for him. The answer" was that
he intended to marry just as soon as he
could find a woman willing to enter the
bonds of matrimony. The Oregonian re
marked that he could find him a partner if
he would take her. The bachelor said that
was right into his hand, and the emigrant
invited him into his camp. The emi
grant called upon a bouncing damsel of
about twenty years, and informed
her that the gentleman accompanying
him was "on the marry," and willing to
take her for better of for worse; Tne dam
sel, delighted with the prospect advanced.
and, seizing our friend by the hand, assured
bun that she was glad to see him, and was
ready to marry him at the " drop of a hat"
while the old lady hastened up to congratu
late her " darter " on her gopd luck. Sur
prised and alarmed fit the setlbiis tiifn mat
ters liad taken, our friend; whoiscoUstitu
tionally opposed td the institution of mat
rimony, endeavored to explain by saying
that he was only joking and did not want
to marry. At tbis the Uregonian became
indignant, and the would-be bride request
ed her father to take his rifle and "drap
the varmint in his tracks." At this affec
tionate suggestion the bachelor left for his
fortifications, the last thing he heard being
the voice of the old lady consoling her
"darter" with the remark that it was best to
"let the bilk go." Shasta, Col, Courier.
The Grain Speculator.
The Chicago correspondent of the New
Orleans Republican writes a spicy letter to
that paper on the subject of Chicago grain
dealers, from which we clip the follow ing:
"lhe4 grain speculator ' is a rakish-look
ing chap, anywhere from tWenty-flve to
fifty, weaTs the tightest and most "striped
breeches, mounts a nobby tile and sports
the gayest necktie out; drives a team, very
natty and fast always -(who ever saw a
grain speculator on foot ?) 4 tools ' down in
the morning to the ' Board, and tools up
in the evening to hear 4 Molly twank on
the piano; lunches at 'Delmonico's' and
after dark let me whisper it very low is
seen going into the 4 European with
4 Molly on his arm ('another bottle for
No. 6 ) or is seen coming down stairs very
late from the neighborhood of 4 Aiken's,'
mutterinz something about his great lack
of foresight in not 'coppering that there
"Whence comes the 4 grain speculator,
and whither he goes when he has played
himself out no mortal man knows, ne
appears suddenly, resplendent in jewels
and striped shirts, and bke a comet dashes
across the horizon of the gram market and
disappears as rapidly after a short, and
sometime brilliant career, as he came. The
4 grain speculator' is indeed a wonderful
man. His rooms are magnificent and are
always filled with mirrors and tobacco
smoke. He loves with a love that is more
than love, all games of chance, and no one
ever need spoil for a bet while the 4 grain
speculator' liveth, as he will stake his bot
tom dollar whenever he has one chance in
fifty. He has traveled this wide world o er,
does everything for a living ; always has
money and a diamond pin, and wouldn't
be a simple child of nature for any con
sideration. He is first seen seated in an
office in the rear of the Chamber of Com
merce, with a wonderful gilt sign an
nouncing to the ignorant public that his
name is Smith, and that he is prepared to
buy any amount of grain, make ruinous
advances, sell and buy on any terms, and
at the shortest notice. By 11 in the fore
noon he emerges from his office, and Joins
a group of ten or a dozen other 4 grain
speculators,' and talks with an astonishing
volubility of 4 shorts,' and 4 longs,' 4 seller
July,' "seller August, eta Pretty soon
Brown comes along. Brown wants to
buy. Smith wants to selL Smith, by the
way, hasn't a bushel of grain in the world ;
he has only a handful in a little box on his
office desk. Brown wants 20,000 bushels
of wheat on the first day of August at
sixty cents. Smith agrees to deliver 20,
000 bushels at that price, and on that day.
Bargain closed. Smith and Brown, like
two gamecocks about to fight eye an im
aginary 4 train of corn' that's the fluctu
ation of the market and when the 1st of
Aueust comes along, if grain can be
bought at any figure below sixty cents,
Smith buys and delivers 20,000 bushels
and pockets the difference. Should grain
go up and be worth seventy cents, Smith
don't buy and don't deliver. He only
4 busts ' (if he has no funds to compromise
with Brown, who takes his chances, too),
and gets put off the 4 Board.' In plain
English, Smith bets Brown that grain
will be less than sixty cents on August 1st,
and Brown bets it will be more. 4 Heads,
I win; tails, you lose.'
A lady while out berrying at North
Granville. N. Y.. came upon a corpse with
the throat cut from ear to ear. She
dropped her pail of fruit and rushed for
the villagers, who at once repaired to tne
scene to find that the corpse had come
to life and run off with the berries. The
clever rogue had stained hip neck and
breast with berry juice,
-."." V r- 7
. : ? iL. Ji.,1.
' V. '; " r ' '
A Fearful Tragedy tn Georgia. . .
Is one of the mountain counties of
Georgia there lives two families, each be
fore the war noted for Its wealth and re
finement. Since the war the families (whom
we shall call respectively R and - h
though they had .like nearly everybody
else, lost everything by the conflict, still
retained the high position in society which
they had for some long time filled. One
of them, the L'b, lost several of its mem
bers, as well as its fortune, by the war,
and at the commencement of our story
consisted of Mr, L, a gentleman 55 years
of age, his nearly the same age, and
an unmarried - daughter of about 25.
Within abont a quarter of a mile oi their
house lived one or tne R's, a young man
who had recently married a very beautiful
young lady of the county, and haying
left the paternal mansion, was farmingby
himself on a small tract of ground. The
two families lives! some distance from, the
country town, in a sparsely inhabited sec
tion of country, and, , being each the
nearest neighbor of the other, were, of
course on terms of freat intimacy. Be
tween the young wife and the daughter of
Sir, J a last menaaaip was soon formed.
A l "r days since Mr. R. informed his
wu V 1 he iHd received a letter, which
SrCj- wmptl immediate attendance in
Atlanta, where he would have to remain
for several days, and as it would be incon
venient for nun to take her with him to
that city, advised that she should ask her
young neighbor to stay with her during
his absence. The next morning he set out
in his buggy for Atlanta, and his wife
during the morning went over to L's
house for the purpose of inviting her
young friend to stay with her. The young
lady: aftef consultation with her mother,
readily assented to the proposition, and
promised to come over durlilg the after
noon. Abont 9 o'clock Mrs. R. began to feel a
little uneasy, as Miss L. had not yet come,
when a servant came np to the house and
brought a note from her expected friend,
stating that she would be unable to spend
the night with her, as she had promised,
tar her lather, irom some cause or other,
had positively refused to rive his consent
to the arrangement After delivering the
note, the servant took his departure, and
the brave woman prepared to spend the
night by herself. Feeling that she had a
protector in a large and fierce yard-dog
beloging td her husband, she took him
into her bed-room, and after securing the
house, lay down and resigned herself to
. Abotit 12 q'clockj she.ws awakened
from her sluitibef's by a noise id the house;
and the angry growling of the dog, and di&
covered that the hall door had been forced,
and that some one was standing at her
room door seeking an entrance. Speaking
as loudly as her fright would let her, Mrs.
R asked :' " Who's there ? " A man's
voice, which she did not recognize, replied
by telling her to " open the door." Again
she asked the same question, and again re
ceived the same reply, the stranger adding
that if she fefum fie would "Weak ths
doer down." During this dialogue the dog;
still growling, crouched upon the floor as
if ready to spring. Thinking to intimi
date the man who sought her ruin, Mrs.
R cried to him that if he forced the
door she would shoot him.
Lauehinz scornfully, the ruffian threw
his weight against the light door, burst it
open and entered the room when, quick
as thought, the savage dog sprang forward
and fastened on his neck. The man, aston
ished at this sudden attack, attempted to
kill the dog" With a knife Whieb he held in
his hand; but Unsuccessfully and the pow
erful animal dragged hint to the ground,
still retaining his hold upon his throat
Stunned at first by this nnlooked for de
liverance, the woman, in a few seconds, re
gained her presence of mind somewhat,
ran screaming from the house, never stop-
ing until she arrived , at the place or tne
s, where ber cries soon aroused tne iam-
ily. Her tale was rapidly told, and the
servants were preparing to go to the scene
of danger, when suddenly Mr. L. was
missed, and his wife, almost on the instant
as if struck by a sudden presentiment,
screamed, " Merciful God, it must be my
husband !" With a cry of horror the party
set forth) and ran as fast to the house of
Mfs. B: M the latter had run away from it
a few miniltes before. . Arrived there they
found the man still on the floor, and the
dog still grasping his throat . Beating him
away rreni his prey they lound tne sus-
Sicions of Mrs. L. but too correct ; it was
ef husband but the teeth of the dog: had
done their work, and he was dead. Augut
ta. Oa., Chronicle, July 25.
A Romance In Russian Life.
A curious incident in real life has re
cently transpired at Moscow. About
twenty -one years ago, an infant only a few
months old, was intrusted to a peasant wo
man in a country village near Moscow,
with instructions to brings it up along with
her own children, a sufficient sum of money
being deposited for its maintenance. These
instructions were faithfully carried out, and
the child grew tip into a fine, healthy boy,
remarkable for quickness and intelligence.
The lad gleaned only a portion of his early
history from the gossip of the villagers,
but was still at fault respecting the name
and condition of his parents, his adopted
father and mother being as ignorant on tbese
points as himself. When about fifteen
years old, the money for his support being
expended, the youth proceeded to Moscow
and took service with a merchant He
displayed unusual capacity, and was re
warded by promotion and increased pay.
From his salary he saved a small capital,
and at the end of six years set np a shop
and began business on his own account
lhe youthful proprietor stationed oemnd
his counter nervously awaited the advent of
his customers. 1 wo or three casual pur
chasers drop in in quest of various trifles ;
and after them comes a matronly but still
handsome lady, simply and tastefully at
tired. She looks attentively at the young
dealer for a moment and then calls him by
name. " That is my name, mauame," an
swers our hero, somewhat surprised
at this ceremonious commence
ment " When and where were you born?"
pursues the unknown in an imperious tone
of voice, as if conducting a judicial exam
ination. " At Ivanovo, 21 years ago," re
sponds the youth with some uneasiness, in
wardly wondering whether he can have got
himself into any political scrape, or whether
his fair interlocutor is merely amusing ner-
sclf at his expense. Are your latner and
your mother still alive? continues the
questioner, witn agitation. i cannot ten.
Of my father I know nothing ; and my
mother, they tell me, gave me out to nurse
when I was only a few months old. I never
saw her to remember her." " But would
you not be glad to meet her again ?" in-
makes you ask that ? says the young man
in altered voice, catching, it may be a
glimpse of the truth for the first time. "Ah,
Vaska I" breaks out the unknown lady
catching him in her arms, " I know you,
though you don't know me. I am your
mother, and have been looking for you this
long time. Come home with me and never
speak of keeping a shop again. I have
50,000 roubles (7,000) of my own, and it
is yours from this moment"
It appears that when very young the
mother had been the servant of an English
resident in Central Russia, who fell in
love with and made her his wife, but fear
ing the displeasure of his family at so un
equal a match persuaded her to a private
marriage, and intrusted the child, which
resulted from it to other hands. Shortly
after the removal of the boy his parents
went to England, where they remained for
fifteen years, at the end of which time the
husband died, bequeathing his entire prop
erty to his wife. The latter, anxious to le
cover her son, returned to Russia in search
of him, but the removal of his adopted
parents to another town baffled inquiries,
and considerable time was spent in fruit
less researches. In tb meantime the
mother became acquainted with and mar
ried a wealthy Russian, who, when the son
was discovered, took such a fancy to him
that he disclosed his intention to make the
lad heir to all his property. So this waif
in the great city is likely some day to be
come one of its wealthiest citizens.
During the second quarter of the
present year the city of Paris consumed
605 horses, 276,000 pounds ne( of horse
tall, for the three months.
BEYIS-A TALE OP A DOG.
The Lyons diligence was just going to
start from Geneva. . I climbed on the roof,
and chose my place next the driver ; there
was still a vacant seat, and the porter
called "Monsieur Dermann !"
: A tall young man, with a German style
of countenance, advanced, holding in his
arms a large black greyhound, whica he
vainly tried to place on tne rooi.
"Monsieur," said he, addressing me,
44 will you have the kindness to take my
" Bending over, I took hold of the animal
and placed him on the straw at my leet
I observed that he wore a handsome silver
collar, on which the following words were
tastefully engraved : " Bevis. I belong to
Sir Arthur Burnley, given him by Miss.
His owner was, therefore, an English
man, yet my fellow traveler, who had
now taken his place by my side, was evi
dently either a Swiss or a German, and
his name was Derrman. Trifling as was
the mystery, it excited my curiosity, and
after two or three hours pleasant conversa
tion had established a sort or intimacy be
tween us, I ventured to ask my compan
ion for an explanation. . '
"It does not surprise me," he answered,
44 that this collar should puzzle you : and
I have great pleasure in telling you the
story of its wearer. Bevis belongs to me,
but it is not many years since he owned
another master whose name is on his col
lar. You will see why he still wears it
Here, Bevis ! speak to the gentleman."
The dog raised his head, opened his
bright eyes, and, laying back his long ears,
uttered a sound which might well pass for
Mr. Dermann placed the animaTs head
on his knees and began to unfasten his
Instantly Bevis drew back his head with
a violent jerk, and darted toward the lug
gage on the hind part of the root There,
growling fiercely, he lay down, while his
muscles were stiffened, and his eyes glow
ing with rury.
" x on see, monsieur, how determined he
is to guard his collar ; I should not like to
be the man who would try to rob him of
it Here, Bevis, said he, m a son, caress
ing tone, "I won't touch it again, poor
fellow ! Come and make friends !"
The greyhound hesitated, still growling.
At length he returned slowly toward his
master, and began to lick his hands ; his
muscles gradually relaxed, and he trem
bled like a leaf.
"There, boy, there," said Mr. Dermann,
caressing him. "We won't do it again.
lile down now, and be quiet
lhe dog nestled between his masters
feet and went to sleep. My fellow-trav
eler then turning towards me, began :
i am a native or suaoia, but i live in a
little village of the Sherland, at the foot of
the GrimseL My father keeps an inn for
the reception of travelers going to St
Gothard. About two years since there
arrived at our house one evening a yonng
Englishman, with a pale, sad countenance ;
he traveled on foot, and was followed by a i
large gfeybound, this Bevis, whom you
see. lie declined taking any refreshments,
and asked to be shown to his sleeping
room. We gave him one over the com
mon hall, where we were all seated around
the fire. Presently we heard him pacing
rapidly np and down ; from time to time
uttering broken words; addressed no
doubt to his dog, for the animal moaned
occasionally, as if replying to, and sympa
thizing with his master.
At length we beard the Englishman
stop, and apparently strike the dog a blow,
for the poor beast gave a loud howl of
agony, and seemed as if he ran to take
retuge under the bed, men bis master
groaned aloud. SdOri afterwards he lay
down, and all was quiet for the night
tarly next morning he came down, look
ing still more pale than the previous even
ing, and, havinjrpajd for his lodging, he
took his knapsack and resumed his jour
ney, followed by the greyhound, who had
eat nothing since their arrival, and whose
master seemed to take no further notice of
him than to frown when the creature ven
tured to caress him.
About noon I happened to be standing
at the door.ljooking toward the direction
which the Englishman had taken, wnen i
heard howls of distress, proceeding from
a wounded dog that was dragging himself
I ran to him, and recognized the En
glishman's greyhound. His head was torn
evidently by a bullet, and one of his paws
broken; I raised him in my arms and car
ried him into the house.- When I crossed
the threshold he made evident efforts to
escape, so I placed "him on the ground,
Then, in spite of the torture he was suffer
ing, which caused hiai to stagger every
moment, he scrtched at the door of the
room where his master had slept moaning
at the same time so piteously, that I could
scarcely help weeping myself I opened
the door, and with a great effort he got
into the room, looked about and not find
ing whom he sought, he fell down motion
" I called my father, and perceiving that
the dog was not dead, we gave him all pos
sible assistance, taking indeed as much care
of him as though he had been a child, so
much did we feel for him. In two mont hs
he was cured, and showed us much affec
tion we found it impossible, however, to
take off his collar, even for the purpose of
binding up his wounds. As soon as he
was able to walk, he would often go to
ward the mountain, and be absent for
hours. The second time this occurred, we
followed him. ne proceeded as far as a
part of the road where a narrow defile
borders a precipice; there he continued
for a long time, smelling and scratching
about We conjectured that the English
man might have been attacked by robbers
on this spot, and his dog wounded in de
fending him. However, no event of the
kind had occurred in the country, and af
ter the strictest search no corpse could be
discovered. Recollecting, therefore, the
manner in which the traveler bad treated
his dog, I came to the conclusion that he
had tried to kill the faithful creature. But
wherefore ? This was a mystery which I
could not solve.
" Bevis remained with us, testifying the
utmost gratitude for our kindness. His
intelligence and good humor attracted the
strangers who frequented our inn, while
the inscription on his collar, and the tale
we had to tell of him, failed not to excite
their curiosity. One morning in autumn,
I had been out to take a walk, accompa
nied by Bevis. When I returned, I found
seated by the fire, in the common hall, a
newly-arrived traveler, who looked around
as I entered. As soon as ne perceived .Bev
is, be started and called him. The dog
immediately started toward him with
frantic demonstrations of joy. He ran
round him. smelling his clothes, and ut
tered the sort of salutation with which he
honored you just now, and finally, placing
his forepaws on the traveler's knees, began
to lick his face.
" 4 W here is your master, Bevis Where
is Sir Arthur ? ' said the stranger, in Eng
lish. "The noble dog howled piteously and
laid down at the traveler's feet Then the
latter begged us to explain his presence.
I did so ; and as he listened, I saw a tear
fall on the beautiful head of the grey
hound, whom he leaned over to caress.
" 4 Monsieur,' said he, addressing me,
4 from what you tell me, I venture to hope
"hafSir Arthur still lives. We have been
friends from chiklhood. About three years
since he married a - rich heiress, and this
dog was presented to him by her. Bevis
was highly cherished for his fidelity, a
quality which unhappily was not possessed
by his mistress. She left her fond and
loving husband, and eloped with another
man. Sir Arthur sued for a divorce, and
obtained it; then having arranged his af
fairs in England, he set out for the Conti
nent followed only by his dog. His friends
knew not whither he went Doubtless the
presence of Bevis, evermore recalling the
memory of her who bad so cruelly wronged
him, must have torn his heart, and at
length impelled him to destroy the faithful
creature. But the shot not having been
mortal, the dog, I imagine, when he recoy
ered consciousness, was led by instinct to
seek the house where his master last slept
Now, Monsieur, he is yours, and I heartily
thank you for the kindness you have
shown him.' -
" About 10 o'clock the stranger retired to
his room, after having caressed Bevis, who
escorted him to hit door, and then returned
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to his accustomed place before the fire. My
parents and the servants had retired to rest
and I prepared to follow their example,
my bed being placed at one end or the com
mon halL While I was undressing I beard
a storm rising in the mountains. Just then
there came a knock at the door, and Bevis
began to growL I asked who was there ?
A voice replied, two travelers, who want
a mgnt s lodging. 1 opened a small cnina
of the door to look out and perceived two
ratrired men. each leaning on a la rye club.
I did not tike their looks ; and knowing
that several robberies had been committed
in the neighborhood, I refused them admis
sion, telling them that in the next village
they would readily find shelter. They ap
proached the door, as though they meant
to force then way in, but Bevis made his
voice heard in so formidable a manner that
they judged it prudent to retire. I bolted
the door and went to bed. Bevis, accord
ing to his custom, lay down near the
threshold, but we neither of us felt inclined
"A quarter of an hour passed, when
suddenly, above the wailing of the wind,
came the loud, shrill cry of a human being
in distress. Bevis rushed against the door
with a fearful howl ; at the same moment
came the report of a gun, followed by
another cry. Two minutes after I was on
the road, armed with a carbine and hold
ing a dark lantern; my father and the
stranger, armed, accompanied me. As for
Bevis, he had darted out of the house and
"We approached the defile which I
mentioned before, at the moment when a
flash of lightning illuminated the scene.
A hundred yards in advance we saw Bevis
grasping a man by the throat We hur
ried on, but the dog had completed his
work ere we reached him ; for two men,
whom I recognized as .those who had
sought admittance to our inn. lay dead.
strangled by his powerful jaws. Further
on, we discovered another man, whose
bloody wounds the noble dog was licking.
The stranger approached him, and gave a
convulsive cry; it was Sir Arthur the
master or Bevis!
Here M. Dermann paused ; the recollec
tion seemed to overcome him, and he
stopped to caress the sleeping greyhound
in order to hide his emotion. After a
while he finished his recital in a few
," Sir Arthur was mortally wounded, but
he lived long enough to recognize his dog,
and to confess that in a moment of despera
tion he had tried to kill the faithful
creature who now avenged his death, by
slaying the robbers who had attacked him.
He appointed the stranger his executor, and
settled a large pension on Bevis, to revert
to the family of the innkeeper, wishing
thus to testify his repentant love toward
bis dog, and his gratitude toward those
who had succored him. The grief of Bevis
was excessive; he watched by his master's
couch, covering his dead body with caress
es, and for a long time lay stretched on his
grave, refusing to take nourishment ; and
it was not until after the lapse of many
months that the affection of his new mas
ter seemed to console him for the loss of
As my fellow-traveler finished the re
cital, the diligence stopped to change
horses at the little-town of Mentua. Here
M. Derman's journey ended, and having
taken down his luggage, he asked me to
assist the descent of his dog. I shook hands
with mm cordially, and then called Bevis,
who, seeing me on such good terms with
his master, placed bis large paws on my
breast and uttered a low, friendly bark.
Shortly after they both disappeared from
my sight but not from memory, as this
little narrative has proved. lhe Argosy.
A Word for Local Newspapers.
We clip the following from the NewYork
Tribune ', it is true, and we commend it to
every one who has interest where he re
Nothing is more common than to hear
people talk of what they pay newspapers
for advertising, &c, as so mtteh given in
charity. Newspapers, by enhancing the
value of property in their neighborhood.
and giving the localities in which they are
puousneu a reputation aurunu, ueneui au
such, particularly if they are merchants or
real estate owners, thrice the amount
yearly of the meager sum they pay for their
support. Besides every public spirited
citizen has a laudable pride in having a
paper of which he is not ashamed, even
though he should pick it up in New York
A good looking, thriving sheet helps
property, gives character to locality, and
in many respects is a desirable public con
venience. If from any cause the matter
In the local or editorial column should not
be to your standard, do not cast it aside
and pronounce it good for nothing, until
satisfied that there has been no more labor
bestowed upon it than is paid for. If you
want a good readable sheet it must be
supported. And it must not be supported
in a spirit of charity either, but because
you feel a necessity to support it The
local press is the power that moves the
Know yon the hoar when Fbabas steals.
From where Aurora blushing lies.
And mounts tne nearer on glowing wheels,
And gilds the gray of dawning skies?
Know yon the time when hints begin
To carol to the rising son.
When from the woods their Jocund din
Proclaim the reign cf night ia done t
Know yon the moment when the dew
Exhale in silvery sighs from bloome
Wberenn It slept the whole night throngh,
Till Phoeboa the wrapt earth illume r
Know yon the moment, time and boor
Of daybreak? Well, yon do, mayhap.
Well, that' the time I feel a power
Of pleasure in " that other nap."
- From run.
A remarkable career has just been
closed in the death of the late President
of the Chicago and Northwestern Rail
way. Its lessen is one that will long live
in the annals of our great railway finan
ciers. The poor foundling of a rural
poor-house in Central New York, with
the secret of his birth never solved ; then
a bound boy under a flinty-hearted farm
er; and then, through such an unpromis
ing rift, and opening upon life, too ob
scure and worthless to be followed by
those all too willing to get rid of him, the
forlorn little scarecrow rushed into life
alone. Conld anything be more unprom
ising? Put your own petted, bright-
eyed, well clad boy beside him -in tnis
picture, and say which shall surest mount
the shining steeps that are known as suc
cess in life. The poor little astray began
life for himself by leading or riding horses
on the Erie Canal He helped drovers in
odd jobs of herding and driving cattle.
He was alwavs busy and keen for ad
vancement He made his first substantial
step as a mere yeuth in buying Canada
scrip and converting it. His hands and
feet once on the ladder he climbed strong
ly and rapidly into his place as a broker,
banker, nnancier, until ne came to con
trol millions and to be mighty in stock
circles. Dying at the head of one of the
greatest American railway corporations,
he has shown by his life a remarkable in
stance of triumph over obstacles of birth
and early surroundings. Chicago Repub
What Ailed the Telegraph !
DuHrsa the fortnight which ended last
Saturday night, the telegraph line between
here and Chicago was mysteriously inter
fered with so that no message could be
sent and all dispatches were sent by way
of Racine and Savanna. At first the
trouble was laid to the high water some
where, but after the various streams sub
sided, the trouble continued the same as
before. In the day time, however, the
tine worked as well as could be desired.
After a week of nightly search for the
cause of the break, it was discovered last
Friday evening, in the shape of a long
iron rod, which a miner at La Salle placed
against the wires upon quitting his work.
The rod was knocked -down, and the line
worked well enough. The miner was
warned that a repetition of such a dis
posal of his working tools would result in
trouble to himself as well as to the tele
graph company. He wits utterly amazed
at the power of his rod over the wires,
and thought the telegraph was a "mighty
quare thing to be sthopped by the likes o'
that rod. patenpm (loua) tomme, 'ia.
FACTS UD HSUE3; '
Tans are- bow, is Rossia, 830 printing
offices. . . . . . , f
Habs Chkibtias Airoxaaxs never wis
Thx Central Park at New York ia
called the Suicide's Paradise.
A cxKBOTaTAH has recovered 26.000 for
an injury on an English railway.
Dtjsiko the last three years 1,200
horses have perished by fire in 2Tew York.
TwKBTT-KtoHT young Chinese hare
arrived in Marseilles to study theology.
Tux Princess Mettermch recently paid
a dress-maker's bill of $240,000 for one
season in Paris.
' Thsrx has not been a day's interruption
in the operation of the ocean telegraph
since July 27, 1866;
Macmtixait, the London publisher, has .
presented 135 volumes of his publications
to the Harvard College library.
CauroKKiA consumes fifty per cent of
its own wines, the Atlantic State twenty
five and Europe the remainder.
A Chesesb giant, eight and one-half feet -high,
arrived at New York a few days
since. He is properly named Chang-HL
Geobgk Hudsox, the ex-railway king of
London, has been presented with 4,400
by his friends to keep him from starving.
The Protestant churches in this coun
try raise annually, for foreign missions.
f i,d,iwu. ami sustain 491 missionaries and
8D5 native assistants.
Denrso the period between 1815 and
1863. fifty-four years, six and a half mil
lion people left Great Britain to seek
homes in other climes.
Thk Hart Sard Timet states that 44 Per
sons troubled with corns can find relief by
calling on Mr. Se'iger. Colt's band will
A i J- ' J M
De present ana iunusa gooa music.
Ax orthodox Cngregational Church in
Massachusetts has subscribed $1,700 for
singing and $1,800 for preaching. The
value placed upon each is about equal
Thk largest artesian well in the world
is that of Psssy,- near Pads, being two .
feet in diameter and discharging 5,000,000
gallons of water in twenty-four hours.
Thk 44 Great Canadian Traveler" is a
conductor on the Grand Trunk railway,
Oxteby by name, who has conducted six
teen years, and traveled 570,000 miles.
Dr. Kohx, a Breslau oculist, finds 61
per cent of the night compositors he has
examined near-sighted, and that the light
of oil lamps is more detrimental than that
Ihkkk are sixteen, portraits of Mary
Queen of Scots in the British national
gallery in London, each of them unlike
all the others in every .detail of feature
Thk late Henry Keen left to his wife
and daughter $2,000,000 worth of stock of
tbe Northwestern Kailroad, witn instruc
tions not to sell it, as it would pay better
than any investment
Tnx total amount of the rifts presented
to the Pope, on the occasion of the fif
teenth anniversary of his entering the
priesthood, is estimated at 20,000.000
Thk KnoxvOle Whig says it is es
timated that the blackberry crop of Ten
nessee, if properly harvested, would make
130,000 barrels of wine, worth about fa,-
Yahkxb RoBncsoa's Circus Troupe
drove into BrookviUe, Pa., on a recent
Sunday, and put up at the hotels engaged
for them. On Monday they were arrested
and fined for breaking the Sabbath by"
traveling on that day.
In the reiim of Edward I, the price of a
Bible, fairly written, was $37. The hire
of a laboring man was three-half pence a
day. To purchase a copy of the Bible
would, therefore, take 4,800 days' earnings
of such a man, or about thirteen years'
A coxszitVATTVK old human miracle of
Danville. Vt.in his eighty-fifth year, who
never rode in a stage or car, or attended a
circus or lecture in his life, and never got
drunk, recently walked to Hanover, N. IL,
a distance of 125 miles.
Davit Melville, of Newport, R. L la
said to have been the first person to intro
duce gas light into this country. In the
year 1813 he lighted his residence in New
port, a factory in rawtucaet ana iseavcr
V ? T ? i . "sVT Aa T
During the sixteen years of the exist
ence of the New York Newsboys' Lodg
ing House, lodging has been furnished 60,
451 different obys ; restored to friends
4,823; furnished with homes, 4,500; and
furnished 428,840 lodgings and
The annual report of the Augusta (Ga.)
onitnn txftnrv shnwa the following figures
as the result of a year's operations: Total
earnings, f 14'J,7tM.75; total expenses, f in,-
046.37 ; net profits on the year's opera
tions 120,717.58, on a working capital ot
The amount of business transacted in
the postoffice in New York may be judged
by the fact that two windows are open for
the sale of stamps in sums less than one
dollar. The receipts at each of these win
dows average $1,000 per day. The daily "
consumption of stamps at the office must
be in all about $50,000.
Rev. Thomas S. Burn ell and his wife,
formerly of Northampton, Mass., who
have been missionaries in India for the
last twenty-one years, recently returned
home to Northampton. They were 133
days in going to India when they first
went out, and but thirty-eight in return-
in?, so ercat has been the improvement in
traveling within the last two decades.
Two New York ladies stopped their car
nage on a crossing. Une went into a store
and tbe other remained in the carriage.
Two gentlemen wishing to cross the street
ordered the coachman to move on. The
lady in the carriage told him not to stir.
On this one of the gentlemen opened the
coach-door, and with his boots and spurs
stepped through the carriage. He was
followed by his companion, to tne extreme
discomposure of the lady within as well as
the lady without lo complete tne jesc a
party of sailors coming up, and relishing
the joke, scrambled through the carriage.
The Newport JfcmM-w'relatea a capital
story of Stuart, the painter, which illus
trates finely the power which a secret has
to propagate itself, if once allowed a little
airing, and to reach a few ears. Stuart
had, as he supposed, discovered a secret
art of coloring very valuable. He told it
to a friend. His friend valued it very
highly, and came a time afterwards to ask
permission to communicate it, under oath
of eternal secrecy, to a friend of his who
needed every possible aid to enable him to
" Let me see," said Stuart, making a
chalk mark on a board at hand ; " I know
the art, and that is "
" One, said his friend.
"You know it" said Stuart, making an
other mark by the side of the one already
made; "and that is
" Two " cried the other.
"Well, you tell your friend, and that
will be making a third mark
"Three only," said tne otner.
"No, said Stuart, "it is one hundred
and eleven!" (111).
The editor of a New York paper (who
probably knows) calculates the amount of
money spent for drinks. He says : "Leav
ing wines and expensive liquors quite out
of the question, let us see what a plain
cocktailist or modest imbiber of old rye is
likely to disburse on his favorite refresh
ments in the course of a year. Take a
very moderate man as a sample. Assume
that he drinks every day one glass of ale
at ten cents, and four glasses of whisky at
fifteen. That amounts to seventy cents a
day, which makes four dollars and ninety
cents a week. Multiply by lour, and you
have nineteen dollars and sixty cents a
month, which comes, you know, to two
hundred and fifty-two dollars and twenty
cents a year. Thus, if the man who had
carried on at this rate for ten years had all
his liquor money back, bis pocket would
sand dollars. This is only a small beer
calculation ; but think of men who spend
five times this amount on liquors, and re
member that their name is legion. '
As John Ystter, of Morton vflle, N. Y,
was working in a stable, recently, he took
off his vest and threw it over a stall A
large pocketbook, containing $140 in bank
notes, and several notes of hand, dropped
out of the Bide pocket near a calf. The
notes were rather longer than the pocket
book, and the calf drew them out and ate
them. When Mr. Yetter returned for his
vest his treasure, as well as a number of
vendue notes, varying in amounts from
$30 to $350, were missing. The heifer
could not be made to refund by persua
sion or other mild means. It was at length
decided to force a payment, and to do "this
it was necessary to kill the animal, which
was done, and three $20 notes were re-
vkverprf - Vint tht hftlnncst of tht money.
&x, had been so "changed"' as to ha.
i worthless. k