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Tlio Lincoln County Herald
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GOODRICH A III UK Hi: A D,
Troys - - Missouri.
DR. DIRKHEAI) will h In the olllco alt tho
time. Dr. UOODRlCIt will only be here
from time to time, due notice of which will bo
lven. Oaa for tho PAINLESS extraction of
(oeth administered at all tiroes by Dr. llirkbcad
August 31, 1871- vSnZtyl
G T. DUNN,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
3Vew Dope, - - Missouri.
Will practice In tho Courts of tho Nineteenth
Judical Circuit. Special attontlon given to col
R, C. MAGRUDER,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
Cnp-nu-Ciris, - Missouri.
Will practice in tho Courts of tho Nlnoteenjh
W. C. McFARLAND,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
Troy, - - Missouri.
Will practice In the Courts of the Nineteenth
Judicial Circuit, ami will give specinl attention
to collections. UBije rront room over J. it
Knox's Bank. v7n!6
CI1AS. MAIiTIN, Jr.,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
Troy, - - Missouri.
Will practice In all the Courts of tho Nino
teenth Judicial Circuit. Special attention given
to tno collection oi actus, vunav
A. V. McKEE. E. N. BONFILS.
McKEE & IIOM ll,S,
ATTORNEYS AT LAW,
Troy, - - Missouri.
Will praotlco in tho various Courts of this and
mljoining counties. Special attcntlun given to
collections and matters relating to real estate.
pO" Office, northeast corner .Main and Cherry
streets, just below ljiiclcuo llulcl. njovi
J.B.ALLEN. W. T. DAKEH
ALLEN & BAKER,
Attorneys-al-Law, Agents State and
Phoenix Insurance t'ompauies,
and Ileal Estate Agents,
T It O Y, I?l I S 8 O V It 1 .
JOSEPH B. ALLEN, Notary Public,
11. W. VTHEEL,ER,
Attorney at Law ami Notary Public
new HOPE, MO.
Will attend to any professional business In tho
Courts of Lincoln, Warren, Pike and Montgom
ery counties, sepi 71n3llyl
WM FHAZII3R. Q- W. COLBERT
ERAZIER & COLBERT,
Attorneys at Law & Real Estate Ag'ts,
Will practice in all the courts of the Nineteenth
Judicial Circuit. Special attention given o col
lections and to tho saloand purchase and leasing
of real estate. Abstracts of titles, warranty
deeds, deeds of trust and mortgages made out
on short notice. Large number of valuable
farms for sale at low prices. JTiT- Odlco on Main
street in Ransdcll's building, up stairs. v7uU
WALTON & CREECH,
Attorneys at Law & Real Estate Ag'ts,
Will practice In all the Courts of tho Nineteenth
Judicial Circuit, and the Supremo Court of the
State. All business entrusted to their care will be
promptly attondod to.
Office over Dr. S. T. East's Drug store, Office
hours from 0 a' m. to 4 p. m.
THORNHILL & BUSWELL, Propr's.
THIS Is a first-class hotel, furnished in good
style and Its table supplied with the best the
market affords. .Strangers stopping in Troy will
nna nere all tne comrorts or noun.
Tho BAR Is stocked wl'h strlotly prime Li
quors, such as Brandies, Whlsklos. Wines, Ale,
Uln, etc.) also tne nnest Dranus ol Uigars,
LARQB SUPPLY OF LUMBER AT
Chain of Rocks, Lincoln Co.
Weatherboardlng, Sheeting, Door and Window
Jframes, Hash, and Building Material
W. R SHOWN,
Chair of Rock, Mo.
WHOLESALE AND 11ETAIL DEALER
Watch Materials and Tools.
Watchet and Jewelry Repaired.
W. 210 RORTU FOURTH STREET
(Between Ollro and Pine Streets)
srr. luotris, :m:o.
LINCOLN COUNTY HERALD.
LOVE T1IE CONQUEROR.
"No, Frank, I cannot be vour wife. I
have marked out my future, and have no
time to think of love. Our friendship
baa been n joy which I shall treasuro up
in my mcnory ; but 1 lava nothing aavo
my books and my glorious dreams of
fame, to the attainments ot which I shall,
if need be, devote my whole future life.
Perhaps I shall fail, but I think net.
Heaven has given mo talentt, aid it it
my duty to improve them."
"Uatberino, you are making a grievous
mistake; you will never be happy in the
path yeu have chosen. To day you
believe yeur heart ia not made of com
mon olay, to demand of love ita deepest
happiness. The powors of tho mind are
ull potent with you now ; but some time,
far away, perhaps, iti the future, you will
say 'Frauk waa right.' Fame alone can
not bring happiness, for home and love
are a woman'e all."
The woman's lip curled scornfully as
"Ah, I did not know that you claimed
to be a prophet. But, sir, I shall prove
you to be a false one."
"I bis is your nnal answer ( You will
not become my wife, and let me help you
in your ambitious designti I
"Help me? No; alone and tingle
banded I will accemplish my work.
And, beside, you are nut capable of help
ing me ; 1 am stronger man you, Doth in
mind and body, notwithstanding your
ideas ot woman s extreme weakness.
A Hash, almost of anger, but swiftly
melting into tenderness, burned in the
man's dark eyes as ho looked down into
her proud face, and he said, in strangely
mingled tones ot sadness and triumph
"so little Catherine is my superior
both mentally and physically ? I admit
that my health is broken by hard study,
as yours will be long belore yeu reach
the goal for which you are striving; but
my mind, Catherine are you euro you
have soun.led its depths, and can pais a
"Have 1 not known you all your life ?
Your mind is as cloar lo mo as a printed
page. Frank, you are good and noble,
but you cannot reach my heart. In all
our acquaintance, you have never once
swayed my feelings as can one little sen
tence from this book," taking as she
spnko, a book of poems from a table at
"So that book is my rival? You love
the mind that bespoke ita existence?
Do you know the author, Catherine?"
"Cannot woman admire without loving?
I am so woary oi this tiresome cant about
love, which meeta mo on every band I
Unknown though ho is to me, I respect
yea more than that reverence tho mind
from whioh sprang a work so pure and
noble in its aims. 1 am satisfied that he
would consider the seutitnent of love as
"Catherino, the mind that conceived
the work, it seems to me is just tho one
to love with all tho intensity ot a deep
"I cannot think so ; but we will change
the subject, as it is not a profitable one
I am going away to morrow, and this
will probably be eur last meeting for a
"Going away V May I ask where yon
"To my brother s, in the far off city of
-. His wife died a few weeks a
and he wishes me to eeme and look after
his children, and then I writs fer several
of the publications of that city, and it
will be convenient for me ta reside there
Frank, when I get elder and wiser, I am
going to write a book, and it shall be a
auecesslul one, too. I will show you
and the rest cf the world what a woman
I hope and trust that your dreams
may be realized. But, Catherino, when
you are tired and weary ef it all, and
feel the need of rest and seme one to love
and ears for you, will you come to nu ?
Promise me, Catherine I
"Should I ever need or wish for your
love and ears, 1 will eome baok to you.
But, Frank I sannot think that the time
will ever come."
Catherine Seymour was net artistically
beautiful, bat the light oi intellect
burned in the dark, blue gray eyes, and
the power "te will and to do," was en
throned upon the brotd white brow.
Frank Armstrong had just obtained
his university degree, and taken the place
whioh hie father now gone to rout had
so worthily rilled for many years that
of paster in the village oburoh. Beloved
and respected by all who knew him,
handsome, noble and engaging, he had
yet failed in the hope, cherished from
childhoed, of winning the love of Catb
erine Seymour. And eaddened, yet not
embittered, he oeumeneed bis life work
Ten years have passed away, and
Catherine baa accomplished her work
Ten years from the very June morning
on whioh she and Frank parted, he
book, the child of her own brain, was
placed in bar hands, and with it numer
ous nattering reviews, Away to her awn
rotm ebe Ued with them, that she might
realize, weep over them, and thank
heaven for the triumph which had made
her a very ehild again.
When ebe had grown calm, she laid
aside her book, bathed hor faoe, brushed
baok the rich brown enrls, and took a
tniaturo of herself, takea yeare before,
and laid it en tba table beneath the
mirror, and gated first upon that, and
then upon her ewa refleotiow in the glass.
There wea scarcely a retemblanc, save
tha beautiful hair and deep ayes. Pale,
waited aaa care-worn, she recogaiaed
"Ah," aba nmrawed, "a awfliww
TROY, MO., WEDNESDAY, NOVEMBER G, 1872-
thing I have given in exchange for fame I
ror 1 have bartered away my health,
crushed out my youth; and new that I
have attained it, after so many years ol
unceasing toil, it dees not satisfy me 1 1
begin to realize that Frank was right.
Never until this moment, did I believe
that fame could not fill a woman's heart.
And then thia throbbing and uching at
my heart reminds me that I hava but
little time before me to enjoy inr
triumph. Ah, Frank, 1 hava not proven
yon a false prophet 1"
'lime passed on, and every day Cath
erine received many flattering notices of
her book. She was soon a lioness in the
literary world, and fawned apon and
flattered by fashionable society. But
she grew utterly weary of it all, and
longed for rest and quiet. A wish to
visit her childhood a home bogan to creep
into her heart. She remombered her
promise to Frank, but would r.ot acknowl
edge, even to herself, that a desire to fill
that promise bad anything to do with her
longing to get back to her old homo
cue liad no relatives there none in
the wide world, savo her brother with
whom she lived and hie children She
had no correspondence with her old
friends, and knew not but they had for
gotten her. Slio felt, however, that she
must visit the graves of her parents, and
wauder once more in the paths whom she
had wandered when a happy child, when
the futuro and fame looked so glorious in
It was near the close of a beautiful
day in September that she arrived in
Corntown, her native village. With
mingled emotions sho gazed around her
uoon the once familiar objects). Jen
years had made many changs, and yet tho
placo looked homelike, oho met old
acquaintances, but tbey did not seem to
rccogtnzo, in the wan, tailed woman, the
bright active maiden whom they had
known la other years.
Her old borne was just beyond the
vil 'aire, and thither she directed her
footsteps, not knowing whether she would
find it empty or occupied by strangers.
She turned into the old path which led
through the orchard, and so many re
niembrauces of the past rushed to bar
mind that she could no longer stay her
heart, and throwing herself down at tha
foot of an old apple tree, where sho had
played so many times with tho beloved
isters who uow slept quietly a little way
beyond, in tha churchyard, sho wept m
Direatly a piteous whining sound
caused tier to raise ncr neau, anu mere
besido her she saw a great shaggy doi
looking upon hor with almost childish
sorrow for her grict.
A cry ef joy burst from her lips, for
it .was ltover, her dog, whom Bhe had
given to a dear friend when she went
away. She threw her arms about his
neck and wept again; this time for joy
at the sight of an old friend, and the only
one who had known her yet.
Ruing soon, she walked with Hover
olose beside her, to the bouse door, and
knocked for admittance. It was opened
by a bright-eyed woman, whom Catherine
knew to be a valued schoolmate, Hover s
mistress but she met her as a common
visitor, as a stranger, merely asking ho
to enter and be seated.
"Oh, Fanny," the weary girl cried
"have you, too, forgotten me ( 1 am
Catherine; de you care te seo me?"
"Catherine dear, dear Catherine ? I
And the two were claspod in each
other's arms, weeping and laughing
Fanny was cow Mrs. Knight, and he
husband owned the place that bad been
Catherine a home,
The following day was the Sabbath
and Catherine attended church with her
friends, Faany had told her that Frauk
was still their pastor, and was almost
worshipped by bis people.
The sight ot the old church brought
up so many reminiscences of the past that
she could scarcely restrain her tears, her
sobs ; and with heavy downcast eyes, ah
followed ber friends up the aisle, and into
the pew that had oaoe belonged to her
Services commenced, and Frank'
voice sent a strange thrill through ber
heart; but she dared not lookup, oho
could not meet his glance, she thought
but at last she raised her eyes and met
bis and flashed a swift glance of reoogni
After services he camo to ber; tears
dimmed the eyes ol each as they clasped
hands once more. Neither dared trust
their voices there in the bearing ef so
many; so, with only a glunco and
hand-clasp, they parted, and she stol
away alene to the ohurch-yard, and sek
ing out the graves of ber loved ones
sank down beside them, and sebbed un
An hour passed, and a hand was lai
lightly upon ber shoulder, and she kne
that Frank stood beside ber.
He lifted ber gently from the ground,
and eupperting the trembling form, gazed
sadly down into the pale tearful face
No word as yet passed betweon thei
but now be said, in tbe old, tender way
"Catherine, my own little Catherine
But how ohanged how eadly changed I
"Yes, Frank, I am changed. None et
tbe old friendt knew ma, sava you so
my faithful Kover."
"Ah I these little bands horn tfaio
they are. Forgive, ma Catheriao, for
speaking ef it mom ; but I told you on
the day of em parting, that yea weald
wreok your health as well at your hap
piness, for I was satisfied, that physically
you were not as strong aa yeu thought.
Catherine ome to me new I aarely yeu
will ivl lsav isTC again ? I hare levad
ou so long and so laithfully, believing
at somo day you would return to mc.
an you love rue now, Catherine?
'Frank, I love you. 1 thought 1
could livo without love, and yet be
happy. But today I acknowledge my
eakness, and will say wuui you once
said I should say, 'l'rank was right.
Home aud love are a woman s all.' "
"Preeious words I How I have hun
gered lo hear them from your dear lips I
And aTter all these years, my darling
oves me. I will leva and cherish you
i never woman was chorished before.
the light aud bloom of health must,
plessa heaven, be brought back to this
dear, wan face, and wo will have no more
grasping after fumo. Do you rctiiamber
particular book ot peetna which you
admired so much ? I will tell you that I
was, the author of them,"
"Oh, Frank, hew blind I wast Can
ou forgive mo all those cruel things that
"They were forgiven as soen ns ut
tered. But come, durltug, the air la
getting cool, and we must remain here no
longer. 1 will walk back with you to tbe
Id hotLO, and in a lew days I shall claim
you as my own.
hen they reached the orchard gate,
he said :
"1 have a strange fear of parting with
you. surely nothing will separate us
Tray heaven, dear prank, thero may
not, for I cannot live without you ; and,
even supported by your precious iove, I
cannot livo long. Physicians tell mo
that my days are numbered. I ought
not to burden you with such a wreck,
after turning from you in health."
'lou catiuot bo a burden te me It
will be the sweetest happiness I have
ever known to caro for vou. But don't
speak of dying, t:iat I cannot bear, aud
I led that in your own home anil tender
nursing you will soon ue as ungni aim
wall us of old. Now, dear, you must go
ti and rest ; but first kiss me, Catherine
yeu never did, you know.
And he clasped her close to Ins heart,
and prcstfd lingering kisses on her an
l'rank was once more a true prophet.
A homo among those sho lorad in her
native village, rest from the anxieties of
public hie, and enjoyment ol tbe health-
giving country air, soon restored tne
ruses to Catherine e faded cheeks, and
courage to her fainting spirits. Three
months had hardly elapsed ere she gave
her "band with her heart in it to Prank
f02etb.tr they are working out tlieir life
mission, and, though twenty years ot
married llfo have passed over their beads
Catherine is more than ever convinced
that famo cannot fill a woman's heart,
and that for her Lovo is still the Con
Love and Mathematics.
John August Muriuus, one of the most
popular German story writers of the last
century, in his story of "Libussa" mukos
tho lady of Bohemia put forth the fol
lowing problem to her three lovers, offer
ing her band and throne as a prize for a
correct solution : "I have here in my
ba.ket," said the Lady Libussa, "a gift
ef plums for each of you, picked from my
garden. One of you shall huve half aud
one more, the second shall have half and
one more, and the third shall have half
and three more. Thia will empty my
basket. Now tell ma how many plums
are in it?"
The first knight made a random guess
at three scoro.
"No," replied tbe lady ; "but if there
were as many more, half as many moro,
and a tnird as many more as thero nre
now in the basket, with five more added
to that, the number weuld by so much
exceed threo score as it now fulls short
The second knight, cotting awfully be
wildcred, speculated wildly of forty five,
"Not so, said the royal roady reck
oner ; "but it tbere were a third as many
moro, and a sixth as many more, as there
are now thore weuld be in my basket as
many more than forty five as there are
now under that number.
Prince Waldimir then decided the
number of plums to be thirty, and by so
doing obtained this invaluable houso
keeper for bis wife. The Lady Libussa
thereupon counted him out fifteen plums
and one more, then there remained four
teon. To the second knight sho gave
seven and one more, and six remained
To tbe first knight sho gave half of those
and three more ; and tho basket was
empty. The disoardad lovers wont out
with their heads exceedingly giddy and
their mouths full of plums.
Beautiful. How true and faithful
wa should be to eur solemn marriage
vowe, end in the end, when wo came to
bid each other adieu beside the death
bed, and know that we are to be soperated
for a time, by tbe cruel hand of death,
how beautiful it will be to say, "I have
lived true to my marriage vowel" When
wa stand at the alter, and promise before
God and witnesses, to love, oherish,
honor, and obey eaeh other, do we intend
to do bo? Do we mean what wo say?
Alas, how soon are those vows forgotten I
Young man, when yeu stand before the
hymenial alter, with some fair being at
your side, who has promised to teave
father, mother, brethers and staters, and1
.- -J '
niT-i juur joy una Borrows inreugh
life, remember she has forsaken all others
for yea, ead think ho well yua ehoald
leva tier I Sha levee you with her whole
heart, and bae given ber life init vnur
hands fer tha future, and yoa should
remember she ia something that when
oifca takea from 'you death, can sever
M ittaratd. Leva year wife.
Laughing Slory About a Gran: Can
ajldalr! for Congress,
From the Ml. Sterling (ICy.) Sentinel.
"Dick" Wood, the Kadical candidate
for Congress in this district, while can-
vassing ia tha mountains the other day,
wa compelled at one point to imbibe a
grout deal of apple jiek in order to cen
vinca tho natives that ho was not one of
those "high flyers" who think themsolves
made of superior stuff to tho "honest and
hardy yeomanry. Tho consequence
was that Dick after giving orders to be
woko up at 3 o'clock in tbe morning, that
ha might be able te reach a distant ap
pointment next day when he retired to
rest, was in nvo minutes after he laid
down, "as good as a dead man." Some
scamps procured same lampblack, which
they mixed with eratnr, and entering his
sleeping apartment thoroughly blacked
his face, lo "make him look something
like his politics" aa they assured the
landlord. Next morning, promptly, he
was aroused at 3 o'clock, and was in sucb
a hurry to be off that he did not take
time to wanh, but bolted hie breakfast
and rodo away at a brisk gait. Arrived
at his destination, he hunted up a prom
inent Uadical to whom he had a letter ef
introduction and presented hie creden
tials. The gentleman read the letter,
alternating the reading with glances at
Dick's face, and then asked :
"Are you Major Wood of Mount
"That's my name, sir," replied Dick.
"Why, I thought you were a white
man," said the other.
Greatly astonished, "Diok" blurted
out, "And so I am."
"Well, yeu have a cussed black skin
for a white man "
"What tho devil do you mean ?" said
"Dick," angriiy1"Do you want to insult
"No, sir ; but you bad better not
attempt to speak here to-day. Our boys
wont't stand a speech from a nigger."
"A nigger I" cried "Diok ;" "why,
there ain'c a drop of nigger blood in my
vcinel I'm as white as you or any
othor man I"
Seeing a looking-glass on the wall,
"Diok" stepped up and looked into it.
Starting baok, with an oath that fairly
made the windows rattle, he exclaimed :
"Well, if the cussed fools over at
Wytbeville haveu t waked up the wrong
man, and Wood is over thero yet I
Jerking off his hat, he dropped into a
chair and began vigorously to Ian him
self. Tha other, seeing his straight hair
and noticeing that the baok of bis neck
appeared to be white, suggested soap and
A State Ruled by Women.
Among the Holland possessions there
is a remarkable little State, which, in iti
constitution and the original customs of
its inhabitants, surpasses the boldest
dreams of American emancipation ladies
Upon the island of Java, between the
cities ot uatavia and bamirang, lies the
little kingdom of Bantam. Although
tributary to Holland, it is an indepond
ent Stats, politically without importanee,
yet happy, rich, and since timo immemo
rial governed and defended by women.
the sovereign is indeed a man, but a
the rest of the government belonge to
tbe fair sex. The king is entirely de
pendent upon hit elate council, composed
ot three women, the highest authori
ties, all State officers, court functionaries,
military commanders and aoldiers are,
without exception, ef tbe female sex
Tbe men are agriculturists and mar
obants. The bodyguard of the king is
formed of J tho female elite. These ama-
zons ride in the masculine style, wearing
abarp steel pouts instead of spurs. Xhey
carry a pointed lance, which tbey awing
very graoefully, and alto a musket, which
is disabargod at full gallop. The throne
is inheritable by the eldest son, and in
care the kiug dies without issue, a hun
drsd elected amazont assemble, in order
to choose a successor from among their
own eons. The chosen one is tben pro
claimed lawful king. The capital city o
this little state lies in one of the mot
picturesque parts of the island, in a fruit
ful plain, and it defended by two well
Cine Ueop at a Timr. liave you
watched an iciolo as it termed ? You
noticed how it froze one drop at
time until it was clear, and sparkled
brightly inUie tun, bat it tbe water was
but slightly muddy the ioicle looked foul
and its beauty spoiled. Just so our
characters are forming, one little thought,
or feeling at a time adds Its influence. If
each thought be pure and right the soul
will be lovely and sparkle with happiness
but if impure and wrong, there will be
final detormity and wretebednets.
An Irish commodore being ooaGned I
his bed by a severe fit of the goout, eeme
sweeps wero employed to sweep tbe ohm
neyi of tbe houso next door to bin, an
ena af the beyt, by mistake, came dow
in the comtnodoros's appartmeat. Th
boy, canfuaid at bit mistake, teeing th
commodore in bed, said, "Sir, my master
will come tor you presently. ' "Wi
he?" said the oommoddre, leaping out o
bed ; "I beg to be excused staying' here
any longer, then," and immediately ran
To Clean Cold Chains. Put th
chaia in a tmell glass bottle, with warm
water, a little common chalk and torn
toap, Cork the bottle and shake it for
a minute violently. Tbe friction agaiott
the flats peltihct the gold, and tbe sovp
tnd chalk extract every particle of grease
and dirt from the interttiets of a ebain
of tha most intricate pattern ; rinse il
in clear, celd water, wipe with tawtl
ana iBejeiitt will surprise yea.
TERMS Of ADVEKTIHINCi.
no Square (10 llnes)orless,onelnsert!oD,..$l to
uch additional Insertion
Administrators' Notices , 3 01
Final Settlement Noticest. 3 00
Stray Notices (single stray) 3 00
Each additional stray in same notice 1 00
pif A Liberal Deduction will be made to
A Small-fox Remedy.
The following statement of a oorree-
ondent of a California paper has beta
oing the rounds of the papers. A na
ive ef that State says ho has seen it
tested with entire success. Wo reproduce
therefore, for what it is worth :
"I herewith append a recipe wliieh
as been used, lo my knowledge, in
undreds of eases. It will prevent oi
cure the small pox, though the pitinga
are filling. When Jenner discovered
cow-pox in England, the world ef eoienea
burled an avalanche of fame upoa his
ead ; bat when the most scientiho
hool of medioine in the world that
of Paris published this recipe as a
panacea for small pox, it passed un-
ceded. It is as unfailing as fate, and
conquers in every Instance ; it is harm-
est when taken by a well person, it
ill also cure scarlet fever. 11 ere is tba
recipe at I have used it and cured my
children of the scarlet fever and small
pox. When learned physicians said tha
atient mnst die; it dured : hulphate of
no, 1 grain ; fox glove (Jigitalu), 1
grain : halt a teaspooniui ol sugar ;
ix with two tabltspooafult or water.
When thoroughly mixed, add four ounces
t water, lake a spoonlul every hour.
ither disease will disappear in twelve
eurs. I'orh child, smaller doses, ao-
cording to age. If counties would com
el their physicians to use this, there
ould be no need of pest-houses, if
ou value advice and experience, use
this far that terrible disease"
Sleeping with a Dead Man.
Jack Temple was a very brave man,
and a very good one too. There was no
ctter man in the countryside, feick
en were always glad to got bim, and in
esperate cases, when everybody eltiewae
roken down, Jack was invariably sent
for and kept, because he never broke
own. With this preface, Jack must
tell hit own story in his awn words.
"What I I exclaimed, "slept with a
dead man? That's a little too hard,
"It is tha truth, if over 1 told it. You
remember Archy Anderson, don't you?"
"I slept with him, and it came about
this way. Everybody was to broke
own when he died that they couldn't
sit up with the corpse. 'Twouldn't de
for the corpse to be left by itself; se
they brought out an old bam, tome celd
biscuit and a bottle of whisky (what'a
ne bottle ot whisky to mar), built up a
good fire, but forgot to get any weed to
keep it agoing ; and there I wat alona in
y glory. Archy was laid out on the
bed, and I sat by the fire till it was burnt
pang out. J bo whisky had gone and
died out long before I got chilled to
my very vitalt you know how cold a
man gits when he loses sleep, anyway 7
and I was afraid I'd ketch my death if I
didn t do something. I hated to disturb
the family, all broke down as they were,
nd what to do 1 dtdn t know. Tbey
laid Archy out on. tbe bed, as I said bo-
fore, aud it was a feather bed, with a
goed thick quilt on it, too. I got colder
and colder, and I couldn't keep my eyes
off that bed to eavo my soul. But,
plague take it all I they had put Archy
right in tbe middle of it.
"At last I oould stand it no longer. So
1 went up to tbe bed, turned down the
sheet, and lookod Archy full in tbe face.
tie looked mighty peaceful, bo I ssys
to him, I says, "Archy, old fellow I you
and me was good friends waren't we,
Archy I You never hurt mo whilst you
wae livin', and I he dog if I believe you'll
hurt me now will you, Archy?" He
never said nothin , so 1 jumped right in,
covered ap and slept like a top till after
sun up. But the funny 'part was. I
woke up and saw that dead face lookin'
up at the ccilin', and I mado one leap
and lit plum in the fireplace. I never
waa to skeered ia all my life, and didn t
quit tremblin' fer half an hour. But I'd
a heap rather sleep with a dead man
than a live one. Dead men oan t apoon,
it'e true, but they den't snore, nor do
they ecrouge, nor dig you in tbe ribs,
nor kick you m their sleep, uor pull tha
kiver off you, nor nothin'. They are
Grit rate bedfellows, and you'll never
ketch me settin' up with a corpse agin if
1 can git In bed with htm.
Mr. John T. Appier exhibited in tba
office of tho St. Louis Timtt a few daya
age, a petrified rattle snake, which was
found a short tune ago by a' workman
employed in grading the St. Louis and
Keokuk railroad. When the reptile waa
first brought to light tho rattles wera
distinctly markod, but were subsequently
broken off and lost. Tha snake is in a
coiled position, and would, if it could
be stretched out, measure two lost ten
A man sent a note to a rich neighbor
whom heas on friendly terms with, te
borrow an ass for a few houra. The
worthy old man was no Bcholar, and
happened to bavo a guest silting with him
at tbe time, that he did not wish te ex
pose bit igneranee to. Opening the note,
and pretending to read ii, after reflect
ing a momont, turning to the servant,
"Very good," says he, "tell yeur matter
1 11 come myself presently."
The Louisville Courier Journal it hard
in Susan when it says : "Wa shall never
know the age of the Niagara Falls, be
cause Susan B. Anthony is the only per
son now living who was alive when the
Falls were built, and she has forgotten
An improvement on the Cardiff Giant
bas been invented in Iowa in tha shape
of a petrified buffalo, found 'standiag ia
tbe aet ef eating."