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TR-EKYEDI TION. WINNSBORO, S. C. DEC'EMBER 14, 180IE1 I.N.1O
There are poems unwritten and songs unsung,
Sweeter than any that ever we heard;
Poems that wait for angel tongue,
Songs that but long for a paradise bird.
Po -me that ripple through lowliest lives,
Poems unnoted and hidden away
Down in souls, whore the beautiful thrives
Sweetly as flowers in the airs of lay.
Poems that only the eagles above us,
Looking down deep in our hearts may be
Felt, though unseen, by the beings who love
Written on lives all in letters of gold.
An Awkward Mistake.
Now, Toni don't forget to bring my wa
terproof down to the station, if the weather
is dmulp or rainy. I shall come up by the
eiglt, o'clock train."
I looked up from my books at the speak
er, my sister Lot tie.
"\ cry well, my (ear," I replied, submis
sively; I suppose I must come; but, really,
If you young ladles learned to be a little
more self-reliant in these small matters, it
would be better.''
"If I weren't sure that you said that to
aggravate me, Tomn," retorted my sister,
"you shouldn't come at all. Some day
you'll be glad enough to carry bag, cloak,
and tunbrella for some fair damsel or other,
and won't I tease you theal"
"'You d' that pretty well now," I ven
tured to observe. "But excuse me, Lottie,
you'll certainly lose your handkerchief if
you lot it hang out of your pocket like that;"
for Lotties dress was of the most fashiona
ble description, and the pockets were cer
tainly more for ornament than use,
"1 haven't lost It yet, Tom." was the re
ply,and I'lum not more likely to lose it now.
Miss Lotie disappeared, and I went back
to my books.
Absorbed by my occupation, the time
passed unnoticed, tIl! the chime of a distant
clock reminded me of my engagement.
"lalf-ptast six, I suppose," I inuttered,
and was resuming my work,when it occur
led to me to make sure.
I looked at my watch. Could it be'cor
rect? lnif-past seven! No doubt of it, and
1 had only just time to reach the station.
But stay; what was the weathei?
I walked to the wndow, devoutly hoping
as I drew aside the curtain to see a clear,
(iry night. Vain hopel The clouds were
gathering, and there was a damip, chill mist
I dropped the curtain with a sigh, hastily
put away my books, took up Lottie's water
proof from the chair on which she had
placed it, and stepbing into the hall, put on
a loose, rough overcoat and soft felt hat that
I oflen wore after dark, and thus equipped,
Eight o'clock struck as I arrived, and I
saw, close at hand, a young lady, evidently
my sister L I tie, standing at the edge of the
"Alh!" I said to myself, "tlie train was
In a little earlier, and Miss Lottie is look
ing for mie."
I was just aboutto speak to her, when a
sudden thought flashed into my mind. As
she stood, her back wis toward me, and
her white handkerchief was plainly visible
hanging over the edge of her pocket.
I remembered my caution to her before
she started, and exulted at the opportunity
of convincing her of its wisdom.
First taking another look at the uncon
scious damsel to be sure of her identity, I
stepped quietly forward, and taking hold of
the handkerchief, gently drew it forth.
As I did so, something fell to the pave
ment with a sharp metal sound. This star
tied the young lady, and sie turned with a
Good heavens. it was a perfect stranger!
For a moment I was spc'2hless; then, re
covering my'aelf a little, was about to slam
imer forth an apology, when a heavy htandi
wvas laid on my shoulder, and a gruff voice
"'Now, niy mian, you're caughit thin time,
and1( no mnistake!"
And looking round, I saw avolicemian at
This uniexpecctedl salutation gave a suddl~en
turn to may feelings.
"'What do you mtaean? Ihow dare yon?" I
exclainmed, Indignantly, while the lady
)ohked fromt one to another in amazement.
''Come, now,'' responded the unmnoved
oficial, "that's good, that is! Why, I've
been watching you all the time. You conme
up unbeknown to the lady, take her hand.
kerchief, and--Why, there's her purse at
your feet now!"
And as lie spoke, he pointed to a (lark
obtject upon tihe pavement.
It was a p~urse, sure enough, and I must
have pulled it out with the handkerchief.
"Pick it uip, please, miss, and p~er'aps
you'll be so good as to accompany us to the
' While ho was speakIng, 1 gathered to
getdler my scatteredl senses.
"I assure yon, policenman, you are entire
ly mistaken," I said, as 'ahnly as I couhl,
which was not very calmly, as a number of
persons had by thmis time collected, andi ap
peared to be highly enjoying my discomfi
"My name is IHenderson-Thomas ien
dlerson; 1 camne to the station to meet my
sister: I mtistook ti lady for her, and, In
a joke, took her handkerchief. Btay; I
will give you my card."
And I put my hand iiito my coat-pocket
for my cardl-case. It was not there.
Then I remuembered that 1 ihad left it
with my pocketbook on the hall table, and~
I hiad tihus no mieans of proi'ing my slate
''1 thought so, " remnarkedl tihe ofilal, In
a tone of intense saicasm. "'Per'aps ,your
sister's got, it, mihidin' It for you."
At this jiunctuie the stranger interposed.
Sihe had, ito doubt., no(tied~ the unfortunate
waterp~roof which I still clutched, though 1
had entirely forgotten it.
'"This"-she hesitated a moment-'"this
gentleman is carrying a lady's clock, and1(
lie surely would not do so If lie--" Shte
"'if lie had mecant to t ake your property,"
said the policeman, completing hits sent
tence. ''Lor' bless you, tmiss, yotu've nto
iulea of tihe dodges oh these chaps."
For a moment the wildl thought flashed
across my mind of tripping him up and timas
escaping, if 1 could, but I dlismissed It as
soon as formed. Rlecaptured syas highly
p~robable, and the attempt wouldI only give
a color to thme accusatlon.
So, swallowing my wrath as best [ could,
and subsiding Into stiloan silence, I walked
byh the aide of my captor. and followed by
a miscellaneouserowd, who indulged in a
variety of remarks on my appearance and
demeanor, we reached the station.
The charge was preferred at the station,
and the sergeant, turning to me, asked
what I had to say
I gave an account of the whole affair. le
heard me very quiet y, and, without taking
any notice of my demand to tie released,
then turned to the young lady.
She gave her name as Margaret Lindsay,
and having related her share in the matter
(with eviaent discomfort at finding herself
in so unpleasant a position), concluded by
expression her convictiot it was all a mis
"Well, Mr. Henderson," said the ser
geant, "I must detain you while I send to
the address you have given, and it will sim
plify matters If Mliss Linosay will be good
enough to remain for a short time. We
shall then no doubt be able to settle tuis
unpleasant affair. lHiton,"-this to the
policemau who still lingered near the door
-"show this lady into the other room.
Jones, Mr. Hendersoon will occupy No. 3."
I followed niy original captor, while my
faircompanion disappeared throughan open
doorway close at hand, which, as I passed
it, afforded me aglimpse of a snug room
For my own pat t, I was by no means
charmied with No. 3.
It might, by a stretchof theimagination,
have been called a room, but had a wonder
ful resemblance to a cell, constructed on a
somewhat larger scale than nsual.
Here Mr. Jones left me, closing the door
carefully after him. Seldom has time pass
ed so wearily. About a quarter of an hour
elapsed, and there caie suddenly a noise
of cab wheels, a hasty rush of footsteps and
sound of voices in the outer room. I list
ened intently, and recognized Lottie's
tones, mngled with, and now and then
overpowered by,those of ourrevered parent.
At this moment, my door was opened by
Mr. Jones, in whose manner was an obvt
ous mingling of discomfort and apprehen
I passed hastily, leaving his muttered
appeal to me, "not to be hard on a man,"
unheeded, and entered the room where the
others were assembled,
"Oh, Tonil" cried Lottie, running up to
me; "what a dreadful plight you've been
in; and all my fault!" she added, in a peni
tent tone: "The train was in early, and I
dida t see you just ontsi'le the station, so I
went straight home, I'm so sorryl"
My father started to abuse the officer.
"My dear air -" began the sergeant,
blandly, but my irate parent would not be
"In former days, sir, the police were men,
and had brains, and used them; now they're
machines, like that fellow therel" And lie
glared wrathfully at Policoman Jones, who
had shrunk as much out of sight as possible
in a corner of the room.
"My subordinate," remarked the ser
geant, "only did his duty in acting as lie
has done." Here Policeman Jones brigh
tened considerably. "Thefts of this kind
are so frequent, that we are compelldd-to
exercise all possible vigilance, and as a man
of the world, sir, you will readily admit.
that it would not do for us to be guided by
the apparent outward respectability of the
accused, when such respectability often
serves as a cloak for nefarious practices."
This was so obvious as to be undeniable,
and my father consequently relieved his ir
ritation, which had only partially subsided,
by attacking me.
"And whyon earth couldn't you be more
careful, Tom, Instead of making a fool, of
yourself in that fashion? I can't see much
likeness between Miss Lindsay and Lottie.'"
I had by this time completely regained
my composure, and briefly saying, "I will
show you, sir," addressed the damsel who
had been the innocent cause of my diflicul
"Will you beso kind, Miss Lindsay, as to
turn slighitly round, keeping your face awvay
from us and~the light. Thank you. Now.
Lottie!" And crossing the room to my
sister, I placed her in a similar position by
the side of our new acqnaintance.
Au involuntary exclamation burst f rem
my father, andl even the sharp eyes of the
oficials might have been deceived. S and..
ing thus together, in the wavering rays of
the solitary gaslight, the resemblance was
nearly perfect. in height, figure, anti dress
they were almost identical, and the curling
hair completed the deception.
"It is easy to see how the mistake oc
curred, Mr. Henderson," said the sergeant;
"and 1 can only again express my'sincere
regrets at the inconvenience and dlelay
which you have been subjected to."
I howed in acknowledgment, and wve pr'e
paredl to leave tihe station.
As it appeared, however, that Miss Lind
say's residlence was not far Irm our ownm,
a secondi hansom w~as procured, which I
managedn to secure for her and myself, Lot
tie and umy father returnmng in the onme by
which they hmad come.
Sommehmow or other, thme ride seemed a re
markably short one, and as I said 'Good
nigh'.!' to Margaret, Lindsay at her own
door, I resolved that it should not bo my
fault if our acqluaintance d11( not continue.
Thlis resolve I was amble to carry out. Ac.
quaintanc ripened into friendship, friend
ship into intimacy, and-well, in short, we
were married sonme months ago.
Thel servants of hothi households enter
tained their relatives and friends ini honor
of the occasion, and among them, evidently
in close attenidanee oni Jenmy, our pretty
housemaid, I recognizedI no less a person
than my quondam captor, Policeman Jones.
Wvorne thani that.
They were talking about thme Texas peni
tentiary as a reformatory Instiution. QO
gentleman said that tihe convict was taught
a trade and when released, oftan became a
usefuli citizen. Gilhooly took the negative
sidle. lie said:
"They come out woerse than they went
in. if they are sent to the penitentiary
for stealing, as Moon as they get out, they
murder somebody. J knew a young mian
who was sent up for stealing a pair of
pants from a house, while drunk. Hie was
released at the cnd of three years, and in.
stead of having seine reugardi or time lives
and feelings of lia fellowman, lhe went
right off and-"
"Murderedl his father?"
"Worse than that."
"Murdered his father and mother?"
Gillhooly laughed and said:
"Ten thousand timeis worse. He was
no si oner ouit, than lie took lessens on the
"Hlumphi from the way you talked I
thought lie got himself elected to time Leg
Great qualities umakn great mea.
UOs5cued by an Indian.
When I was quite young, my father went
as missionary to the Indians who lived in
what was known as the Red River district.
We made the voyage down the river from
St. Joseph, Mo., in twomnoes, which were
dtawn upon shore for us to sleep in at night,
a bright fire being kindled in front of them
to keep off prowling animals.
In this way our little party, consisting of
my father, mother, one older slster, myself,
and two boatmen journeyed to the mission
station. The station was a long, low, dou
ble building of logs, already occupied by
another missionary named McCoy. Ie had
lived, until our family caie, without any
other companion but a half-breed Indian
Supplies were sent to this lonely spot by
the Board of Missions and other friends from
the States. These were brought down the
river in canoes, and hauled up to thestation
on a rude sled by a yoke of stout oxeu,
One day McCoy and my father had gone
to the river for a load of supplies. It was a
day's journey to the landing and back. Tony
had gene with them. No one was left at
home but mother and us two girls.
The day passed very pleasantly, Toward
noon, as we were watching mother about
her work, my sister suddenly clapped her
hands, and cried out, "Oh, what a big
We turned to the door, and my mother
uttered a cry of terror, for in the do' ' tay
there stood, not a dog, but a large ..ck
lie was probably drawn by the smell of
the sugar and molasses, for bears are very
fond of sweets. We were greatly frightened.
and could not leave the cabin, because the
animal was between us and the door.
If we could have got to the ladder and
up the loft, we might have escaped that
way; but the barrels were in front of thu
ladder, and so was Bruin. There was real
ly no way of escape, so my mother drew us
two children close to her, and took refuge
behind the great packing box, where she
had been at work, thus putting a slight bar
rier between us and our unwelcome visitor.
A barrel of crackers was open, and we
found out then that bears like crackers, for
that fellow soon upset the barrel and munch
ed as many as he pleased, while we looked
helplessly on, and saw our luxuries disap
But lie was anxious to get at the sugar,
and soon left the crackers and began to
paw and scratch at the sugar barrel, which
was not open, and which stoutly resisted
le grew angry, and, with a flerce growl,
gave it a smashing blow with ils huge paw,
and lifted his foot for another; when a re
port from a rile sounded in our ears, and
we heard' the pingl of a ball just as Mr.
Bruin rolled, a huge, woolly heap, on the
floor. The sound of horse's feet followed,
and, as my mother hurried out from her
refuge, our deliverer stood in the wide door
Ile was a stalwart Indian, with long
black hair streaming half a yard down his
back, and a scarlet blanket wrapped around
his strong limbs. AVe children were alnost
as much afraid of hiin as of the bear. But
all the Indians who came to the mission
were friendly, ' and my mother knew this
one. He was a Cherokee chief called Ma
shoon-tire, which means "l'he Running
"Hal Squaw heap scare?" lie cried,
with a laugh. "Me see tracks, track hinx
In housel Shooteel No hurt?" acconi
panying his words with expressive panto
Mly mother told him we were not hurt,
and thanked him for shooting the bear, in
words whibh he could understand.
"Hlel hel Bear much good neati" said
Ma-shoon-tire. "Bear want catee ip you.
Now you eatee up bear."
At my mother's reqest, he dragged the
huge carcass outside the door; but when
she told him it was lis bear, as lie had shot
it, lie emphatically refused to claim it.
Mly mother then gathered up a pailful of
the scatteredl crackers and gave thema to
Ma-shoon-tire, who, when lie learned their
use, seenmedi to be as dehlited with them
as the bear had been, Hie filled the capa..
cious hunting-pouch at his side with bhiemn,
and thmen began to examine the goods which
my mother had been taking out of thme box
when she was interrumptedl by his bearship.
Anmonig other tihings there were two or
th ree little cotton p~ocket-hmand~kerchiefs,
prinitedl with figures of cats and (logs and
large A-IB-C's in bright red. They had
been sent to us ehiildren, but time great
Cherokee chief was so dlelighited with them
that my mother, grateful to lum for sav..
ing her fronm a great danger, gave hinm two
Hie too~k them in great glee fronm my sis
ter's hiandl, tied one on his streaming black
hair, sid the other to the end of his rifle
barrel, by cue of its corners. Then lie
paradecd before the small looking-glass andl
admired himself until lhe was tired.
At length he turned to~ miy shrinuking lit
tle sister, and said, "hittle papoose maukee
Ma-shioon-tmro fhiel Mahoon-tire makee
little papoose fine! Big much heal) fine!''
And, laking fronm his pouch a long strinig
of brilliant beads made of various colored
glass, lhe thtrewv them over her necx, p~leas
lng her almost as much as the gay little
handkerchiefs hiad pleased hmim.
An Engilish Farmeor of the Okilen Timeos.
Thte houtse was smtail, for in those (lays
farmers (d1( not look to live in villas, anid
till within the last few years even tihe par
lor floor was of atomic flags. Rushes used
to be strewn it the halls of ptalaces in
ancient times, and seveiity years ago old1
Jonathan grew lisa owvn carpets. The soft
est and best of the beant strawv grown on
the farm was selected andi scattered on tihe
floor of the sitting roomt as warm andl dry
to the feet, and that was all the carpet in
the house. Just before slieep shearing thnmo,
too, Jonathan used to have time nettles cut
thiat flourished round the shed~s, amid strewn
on the floor of the barn. Tme nettles shri
velled up (ry, and tihe wool (lid not stick
to them, but could be gather&ed csily.
With his own hands lhe would carry o'it a
quart of befas to time pigs--just a quart at
a thne and no more, that they nighat eat
every one, and that none might be wasted.
So, to, he would carry thema a few acorns
in his coat pocket, amid watch thme rflish
withm which time swlind devoured their favor
ite food, lie saved every bit of crooked
wood that was about time place ; for at that
date Iron was expensive, and wood that
had grown crooked, and was therefore
strong as well as curved, was useful for a
hundred purposes. Fastened to a wall, for
instance, It did for a hook upon which to
hang things, If an apple tree died In the
orchard it wa out out to form part. of a
plough and saved till wante3d. Jonathan's
hard head withstood even th whirl of the
days when corn was at famln, prices. But
these careful economies, tiis continual
saving, put more money in h purse than
all that sudden flush of prosp rity. Every
groat thus saved was as a nai driven Into
an oak, ilxed and stable, becnung firner
as time weot on. How strai ely different
the farmers of to-day, with score of ma
chines and appliances, with iensive feed
ing stuffs, with well-furnishe villas I Each
one of Jonathan's beans in his quart mug,
cacti one of the acorns in his pocket, be.
caine a guinea. Jonathan's hat was made
to measure on lila own special block by the
hatter in Overboro' town, and it was so
hard and stout that lie could sit upon it
without injury. His top boots always hung
near the fireplace, that they ipight not get
inouldy ; and lie rode into market upon his
"short-tail horse," as lie called his crop-tail
nag. A farmer was nothing thought of
unless lie wore top boots, which seemed a
distinguishing mark, as it were, of the
equestrian order of agriculture. But his
shoes were niade straight; not as now, one
to each foot-a right and a left-but each
exactly alike; and lie changed lils shoes
every morning, wearing one on one foo one
day and on the other the next, that they
might not get worn to either foot in par
ticular. Shoes lasted a great length of
thne in those days, the leather being all
tanned with oak bark only, anm thoroughly
seasoned before it was cnt up. There is
even a story of a farmer who wore his best
shoes every Sunday for seven years lI
Sundays-fifty years-and when he died
had them buried with him, still far from
worn out. At that date folks had no bank
Ing accounts, but kept their coin in a strong
cheat under the bed, sometimes hiding it
in strange places. Jonathan was once
visiting a friend, and after they'had hob
nobbed a while the old fellow took him,
with many precautions that they should
not be observed, into the pigsty, and shOwed
him fifty guineas hid in the thatch. That
was by no means all his propert4 but the
old fellow said with a wink that lie liked
to have a little hoard of his own that his
wife knew nothing about.
Juiiter's ateIite Seen Without a Ulass.
For nearly a month the Sacramento and
Coast Range valleys have been filled with
dense smoke, and the distant mountain
ranges have all been hidden. Even the
bold, dark, grand mass of Mount Helena,
distant but twenty-four miles, was barely
visible through the thick atmosphere. The
upper liuit of the smoke stratum wias quite
sharply defined to the eastward; above it
the sky was generally clear, but upon the
present occasion only moderately so. . Tihe
weather for some tinic had been warm and
pleasant, without clouds or wind. On the
early evening of Monday, September 20,
we were looking at the obscured moon
miruggling through the dense smoke; Jupi
ter, at an estimated elevation of about 8
degrees, was emerging from it, and for an
elevation of 25 to 30 degrees the.whole sky
was hazy, and stars of the. fifth nagnitude,
and even some ot the larger one, were not
visible to the naked eye. There was.not the
least radiation to Jupiter, and the p'anet
rose through the smoky but quiet atmos,
phere into the thinner smoke or haze with
out radiant points of light to blur his ap
penrance. With the unassisted eye Prof.
Davidson detected the third satellite of
Jupitei, to the left and below the disk of
the planet ; but, lest lie might be mistaken,
lie refrained from calling attention to it for
some imiinutes, until there could be no pos
sible n-btake, when lie announced the vis
ibility of a satellite, but without stating
its position in relation to the primary. All
the oficers immediately anmounced its visi
bility and position, but naturally wondered
why it should be seen so unmistakably
through such a thick, hazy atmosphere.
A bIocuar, or good eld glass, with mang
nifying power or 7 dliameters, revealed it,
and alto showed the other satellites on the
side oif the planet, but revealkng the first
and second satellites with dinilty, until
the planet had risen somewhat higher. The
third satellite conltinued~ visible to the naked
eye for perlhps twenty nminutes, when the
mioon r-,se above th c smioke atm atum, andi
the planet began to exhibit traces of radia
tion, when the satellite was lost to the
nakedi eye, although all the satellites had
bc!mei mucli brighter than before mn the
iet of the bmnocular. Upon subsequent
nIghts, aifter the smnohc lud in a great
measure been blown away, with a remtark
ably clear sky and no moon, but with great
radliation to the lhanet,, no satellites have
been surely imade Out, with the unassisted
Extrauciltg Esentiia OHi.
Tlhe extracttomi ain comncenuratioin of the
sw':et odors of flowers is an anmcieiit, art,
and up to recent, times the old niethods
were followed with only email Improve
ments. If the lant, was very rich ini oil,
like oraiigc-peel, the method of "'expres
sioni"-thiat is, p~ressure-wvas used; or If
the essential oii was auflciently volatile to
leave Its natural home by aplplicatioii of
gentle heat, ' disl '"I n" was sufhlcienit,
and is sth'. ado. When, as is com
monly the~ case, quliredi for dry
distillation would u, etls or leaves
andt partIally decomp, oil, the distil
latioii was effected wiL. the aid of water,
the steam of which carried over the per
fume, which was coadenised with the water,
and afterwardls separated froii it. Extrac
tioni by solution of the rcsiinous matter in
alcohol or ether, anid slow evaporation with
or without wvater, is anothier method; but
neithier of these is appllicable to somie of the
most delicate perfumes that reside closely
packed in the cells of flower petals, and
are so senstive to chemical violenice that.
their sweetnescs departs if they are
strongly heated or other wise coarsely treat
ed. Thle 01(1 method of op~eratinig on these
was to maccrate or soak them in carefully
melted fats or' cold oils for sevsral hours,
andic then to siepairate the essential oil from
the fatty oil by agitation with alcoiiol oil.
Th'le pomades andl iip-salves of our granid
miothiers wero- the fats thus perfumed di
rectly, and from which 'the conceentratedl
perfume was either partially or not at all
separated by the alcohol. "Enineurage"'
is still more dlilcatte process applied by the
old perfumers for. obtainliig some of their
chiolcest p~roducts. Theliy satuu-atedl cotton
cloth's with olive oil, sp~readi thiese on franmes
of wire gatuze, spriwkled the buds or petals
on them, then piled them ini layers and loft
them, In soij~s several days, to absorb
the perfume W. rose naturally; or a film
of pure fat w'as read (over a plate of glass,
and the buds ~ialed upon that.
ItCis one I 0 hebotempted ; an
( thar- rofall.
& EVackney Coach Driver.
"Business Is getting dull in my line,
said a hackinan in Pittsburg. "I don't
make the good hauls that I used to. l'spose,
young mnau, that I have hauled more people
of note in that hack of mine out there than
all the rest of the liackmon in this town
together." "How Is that?" queried the
reporter. "Well, I have hauled all the
great actors and actresses that have come
to this city for the past twenty years.
Scons to me thoat the profession is getting
to know me, and whenever I see Lawrence
Barrett get off the traim I says, ' How are
you, Mr. Barrett? and lie turns round and
recognizes me. Barrett is a good fare and
pays double, so he don't forget the hack
men. The last time that lie was here I
hauled iiin to the hotel and then to the
theatre and when he got out he felt in his
pockets and found lie hadn't a cent with
hini. I says 'All right, Mr. Barrett,' and
he told ie to call at tile hotel tate next day.
I went around and lie gave me a gold piece.
Barrett is generous to us hackmen, and
always has a kind word or a joke to pas.
with us. lie is not like old Forrest, who
is dead and gone. I hauled hini (own
from the depot once, and my front axle
broke at. the corner of Grant Street. I
thought ol Forrest would kill mue. Ile
juniped out of the lack and storned and
raged and swore like a madman. I tell
you lie was not a nice customer to handle.
Alice Oates, in her paliny days used to be
a very dainty customer. She would conic
out and look into uiy coach very carefully
before getting In, and was dreadfully afraid
that the cushions would soil her dress; then
she would look at the horses and the rig
to see if it was stylish. Within the last
few years, howCver, she has not been near
so particular. She has changedi a great
deal since those early days. Formerly she
would come dancing out in a vivacious,
sprightly way, that iade her look very
pretty, but no0w when she comies here she
walks to ily hack with her head down, as
slow and demiure as a priest. She don't
5sem to care now whether the cushions
soil her dress or not. Bhe always paid me
well, aind I rate her among my best fares.
I suppose you reieniber when that, old
Italian, Salvimul, was here. Well, lie was
a curious fare; lie couldn't speak English,
and when I started for the hotel would
Yattle o the window and stick his head
out looking at the buildings. He stopped
ie on Siitlitleld Sirect, ani pointed to
the smoke overhead; it was rather milsty
that day, and he did not seen to under
stand what caused it.
"Fechter was a inighty particular muan
about driving, and would almost always
make ic drive slow. When lie came here
to open the Opera House I hauledl him
from the depot, anid lie began rehearsing
some part in the hack and got very much
excited. I guess people 01n the sidewalke
who heard him and saw his gestures
thought I was hauling a madman. Hlenry
Ward Beecher is a nice fare. I get him
every tiie lie conies here to lecture; lie
always has a kind word and a joke and
never gets iad If I get stuck in a crowd of
wagons. He always gives ie a pass to
his lectures. Theodore Tilton is a cranky
sort of a fare, and never would say much
to me, [ tried to draw hinm out two or
three times when I have hauled him, int
lie would always tell ine to mn1111d my own
business. lie always saw that Ie gave m1e
the right fare and no more. 1 tell you
what it is, taking them all in all, lecturers
and professionals make the best fares. I
have got so now I caln tell as quick as 1
see my old customers whether times are
good with them or not, and while they
always pay "veil. they pay better woel they
have had a good run of luck.
"I could go over a long list of stars that
I have hanuledl, but these I have given you
will (1o for sainples. Clara Louise Kelog
is a curious fare to iaul. Every time I
have hauled hecr she lindsl somuethling to
scoldl me about. And~ 011e time she hlad a
terrible row with Miss Cary in liy hack
about soimethmllg. I tell y'ou I expe(ctedi to
see a hlair-pulling muatch, but they quielec
downa before we reached the hotel. I see
by tho papers0F that Ole huh1 is dead. Poor
Ole, lie was a mIghty kind-hiearteri main.
The flret, tinue I hauled hiim 1 looked a little
haurdl upi, and~ lie talked and( chlatted with
mec about my busin~ess, anid gave mie a tenl
dollar11 bill, lie was a mlighity good manii
so lie was.
"Lu~cille Western w~as a strange fare.
Bhe wasi always beamling with kindness. I
hauled her down to the hotel 01ne night,,
anda shte told m11 to waiit and1( take her to t.he
theatre. Th'le front, window was open, and1(
she would ask mec all sorts of qjuestionls
about l'ittsb~urg andio its p)eop)e. After she
got, her supper she camne out, to get into the
hlack, anda I nlotiOc~ she had1( been1 drinkiing.
She spoke very kindly to me1 though, and
when she got to 1110 tlhatre told mec to
keep any huack at the dloor for her. I told
heri all right, and was dnrvinig away whenm
she cahhled me1 back aind as8ked( 11e If 1
wanted to see tihe lay. I told her I could
nlot afford to waste tihe tiime,.aind she said(:
'Oh, never mir~d, I'll pay you double.'
She gave m1e a 1)as8 andI~ I went Inl. She
playedl Leah that nilght, and~ I tell you she
plhayed it for all there w~as in the part.
When sheo camne to the 'curse scenle' she
beat her-'face on the floor. She was very
imch excitedl, ando I think I will never seo
a woimn play that part as she dlid that
nmght. P'or Lucille, she didu't live ver~y
long after that night.
The (ireat, ltiver of Aiaskta.
Alaskan explorers report one of the
largest rivers in the world, thie Yukon, as
navigable for steamers 2500 1m1les, and~
500 imles front its maouth it receives a very
large niavigab~le tributary. 'lhe basmn
formed by the confilence is twenlty-mlecs
wide. Tlhe Yulkon Is nearly as large as
the Mississippi. Indians are everywhlere
and1( war between the tribes is continuous.
Thlere is snow for six mlon~ths, and without.
roadls, dlog sledges find good traveling.
Glame abounds, and( lIndian~s have all easy
life. From seven to nine (logs make a
a team, the old one0 being the header. The
drive-r has to watch this dog. If it, gets
on thle scent of gamile it Is off and~ the whole
team (demloralized. Oft tl'ey scamper
through the woods anid thickets, ulpsetting
the load, smlashm~g thme sled, tearing thle
hiariness and giving lhhn days of hunting to
restore the etatua guo. So vast a counitry,
traversedl by navigable waters, wll tempt
time restless and speculative adventurers to
Ir evIl be said of thee and it is true,
correct, It; .If it bo a lIe, laugh at It.
Shame Is worse thtan death, lHe who
weelis f rom the heart wall draw tears
fenm the blind.
Bow She GoonOd His Rice.
Sakti Kumara, the hero of a curious Hin.
dustani story, preferred testing a damsel's
capability before tying the knot. Master
of a prosperous and profitable business, he
carne to the conclusion that a wife was
wanted to complete his happiness, and de
termined to go in search for one. Adopt
Ing the guise of a fortune-teller, and carry
ing some rice bound up in his cloth, lie
started on his travels. Whenever lie en
countered a girl that pleased his eye, he
asked her to cook his rice for him. Sonie
laughed at hii, sonic reviled him, none
secimed inclined to comply with his modest
demand, and It seemed as if lie would have
to take his rice home uncooked. At last
he reached Swira, where lie beheld a
beautiful girl, who, instead of ridiculing or
abusing the strange traveler, relieved him
of the rice and bade him be rested. Then
the kindly maiden set about preparing the
rice. First she steeped it in water, then
dried it in the sut, and that accomplisheti,
rubbed the grains gently on the ground,
removing the awn without breaking the
rice. Calling her nuULe, she dispatched
that worthy to sell the bran, and with the
proceeds purchase an earthen boiler, two
platters. and soine fuel. By the timi this
commission was executed the rice had been
brayed ina mortar, winnowed, and washed,
and was ready to be put in the boiler with
five times its hulk of water. As soon as
it had swollen sufficiently, the boiler was
taken from the fire, the water cleared of
the scum, and the boiler put back, and the
rice constantly stirred by the pretty cook
until she was satisfied it was properly
done. By turning the boiler mouth down
ward she extinguished the fire, and collect
ing time unconsumed fuel, dispatched the
old woman to convert it into butter, curds,
oil and tamarinds. This achieved, she
told the enraptured bakti Kunimra to go
and bathe, and not to omit rubbing lihhn
self with oil. Having obeyed orders, the
wife-seeker was directed to seat hlimself
upon a plank on the well-swept floor, oi
which were already laid a large plantain
and two platters. His charming hostess
then brought hlma water in a iperfuied jug,
and administered two spoonfuls of well
seasoned rice and ghee, preparatory to
serving up the remninder of the rice mixed
with: spices, curds, butter and milk, of
which 6akti Kuiara atle his till, and then
indulged in a siesta, with a mind at case,
knowing his quest was ended. As soon as
lie woke, lie asked the girl to become his
wife, and she being willing, the neessary
ceremony wias gone through without do
lay ; and the supposed fortune-teller took
his bride home, to astonish her as the Lord
of 1surleigh astonished his rustic love ; but
the liindu lass was lukeier thau' Tenny
son's heroine, for we are assured that she
lived long to worship her husband as a
god, to pay the most assiduous attention to
his househoh ail'airs, to superintend time
regulation of the family coming in (lte
course, and make her house such an abode
of bliss that Sakti Kumiara was well repaid
for the trouble he had taken to get a good
wire, and tasted in his well-ordered home
the joys of Paradise.
The strike nmiongst, the furniture makers
In Paris has given rise to a singular ques
tion, which the French press is discussing
very learnedly. We are told that before
the Middle Ages there was no such thing
as furniture. There was a hed and there
was a chair--more like a throne-aid therc
was a labie almost like a plat form ; but
there was very little else. ie ancient
sculptures and the contents of mnuseumins of
antiquities are appealed to in support of
this view. Even to the Middle Ages sup
plied few ad(litional items to tihe furniture
of a nobleman's room. Art had chosen
another direction for its civilizing influm
enees, and carving in ivory, enamel, jewvel
ry, .tiazzas inlaid with genms, cameos, chal
ices, and ilhumninated missals usurped the
taste of artists and the paitroniage of ama
teiurs. Even the carved woodlwork of
Belgium and1( Switzerlanid seemed to be
limited to church dlecoratIons and pmlIpit
ornanments, but it was the carvings or pul..
pits which supp~llied thme transition between
sculpture andi( furniture. At Ilrst, oaik, from
its hardness, was the priacipal mamterial
used, and soon aftcr ward mash and wianut
came into vogue. Thle Iitroduction of
light, fancey woods, such ais satin, umaple,
tulip, belong to a much later diate. F'rance
wuas, of course, the orIginator of art furni
tiire, andl the Gbilmis tapestry which L ouis
XIV. patroniizedl, andl which caime fromi the
lnsh itution which lie fonnded, was incoun
sisteiit with (lark woods or delicate carv
ings. Thle style known still as ''Louis
Qumzc" also decmand~edl profuse gliding
and11( florid decoratlion for thme franmework of
the dlelioate ieedlework which adorned the
chairs of the pecrhod. It was not till the
endl or time seventeenthi and the beginning
(of thme eighteenth centuries thamt p)ohiShed
woods and severe oiitliic took the place of
thme flambhoyamnt carving and glIding which
p~recedled them, it, was ait this perkxMi that,
mahogany owvned to an accident its Intro
dluctioni, aind it imadle its entry into thme
saloons of Europe, not through Parisian
Inlhuence, but through the L~ondoni
market. In t~he year 1720 a D~r. Glibsoun
received from a brotller of his, the capm1tainu
of a tradlig vessel, several balks of a new
kind of tinber just impjortedl fromi the
Indies. Th'le doctor, who was furnishing
a house which he had taken thought, to
utilize the wood for the dloors and wind~owa
of his rooms. Bunt thme builders and car
penters refused to have anything to do wit~h
it. Tihe gralin was sa close and the surface
so hard that they could not, work it with
their tools. D~r. Gibson took specimens of
the wood to Wolla.ton-at that, tinme aii
eiiinent cabinet-mnak(er. A wlo suite of
furniture was p~lainned and executedl, and~
at once a new fashion set in. Thifms was
time origin of nmhogany furiniture, which
in England, at least, lhas survivedh all the
changes of a fluctuatiug fashiion for a period
of over a century and a half.
There is heroie fear a~s weoll as hier ole
A chasm that often separates friends;
Unnecessary delay often ruIns the
Those who jump at conclusions
leap into delusions.
Whiercover we go,we should take our
religion with us.
When you have no observers then~ be
afraid of yourself,
None have less praIse than those who
Ihunt most after it
FOOD FOR THOUGHT.
God pardons like a mother, who
kisses the offense Into everlasting for
Study books to know how things ought
to be; study men to know how things
A man that keeps riches and enjoys
them not, Is like an ass that carries
gold and eats thistles.
It is a most mortifying reflection to
any man to consider what he has done
compared with what he might have
There is nothing evil but what is
within us; the rest is either natural or
However things may seem, no evil
thing succeeds, and no good thing is a
He who persecutes a good cause
makes war agains himself and all man
The world wants to-day, nore than
anything ele, courageous leaders,who
know what to do and how to do it.
We saerifce to dress till household
Joys and comforts cease. Dress drains
our ccl lar dry, and keeps our larder
Whoever Is honest, generous, court
cous and candid.is a gontleman,wheth
or he be learied or unlearn ed, rich or
Those who have made mistakes and
suffered for them are the ones to help
others to show that any error can be
The best way to silence a talkative
person is never to interrupt him. Do
not snuff the candle and it will go out
If a cause be good, the most violent
attacks of its enemies will not injure it
so nuch as an injudicious support of
Proud men never have friends;
neither in prosperity because they know
nobody, nor in adversity because no
body knows them.
If any man think it a small matter,
or of incan concernment, to bridle his
tongue, lie is much mistaken; for it is
a point to be silent.
Glitter, tinsel and brilliant coloring
may all be had without much expense;
but if we would have strength, firm
ness and perinanence, we nust pay for
Strike a man, use him with violence,
and the memory of that blow, be it in
act or word, will engender feelings of
hatred in him against you so long as
his life lasts.
A's the shadow in early morning Is
friendship with the wicked ; it dwin
(lies, hour by hour. But friendship
with the good increases, like the even
ing shadows, till the sun of life sets.
Flattery is an ensnaring quality, and
leaves a very dangerous impression.
It swells a man's imagination, enter
tains his vanitv,and drives him to dot
ing upon his own person.
It is a great and marvelous thing to
be a Christian, and God lays more
scross on that than on the sacrament.
For the Christian is not made for the
sake of sacrament, but the sacrament
was instituted for the Christian.
If the show of anything be good for
anything, we are sure sincerity Is
better; for why does any man dissem
ble, or seem to be that which he is not,
but because lie thinks it good to have
such a quality tas lie pretends to?
Happiness is composed of many small
Joys. Trample not under foot, then
the little pleasures which are scatterea
In the daily path, and whilh hr.eaker
search of soue great and exoitibg joy,
we are apt to overlook.
No two minds are alike; and the ono
which reveals with the strictest truth
those impressions which it receives
from the worlds of heaven and earth,
must ever b~e considered as the most
Nobody knows better than lie who
has tried it, that from saying to doing
is a long stretch. If saying good things
instead of doing thzem were a saving
grace, the worst of us would easily get
When we are young we waste a great
deal of tine Ins imaginling what we
wil do when we groew older, and whens
we are old wve waste an equal amount
of time in wondering why we waited
so long before we began to do any
It is a great and glorious thing to be
a sell-nmade man, and partly because
in very many cases It Lakes a vast re
sponsibility from thme Lord. The chief
difficulty with such people, however.
is that they are ver'y apt to worship
Meni are more intensely selfish thans
women. There are infinitely more ln
stances of devotion, and oft entire sur
render of their own interests at the
shrine of all'etion and duty, in the
annals of women than of meni.
Let ours be like the meeting of two
planets, niot hastening to confounid
their jarring spheres, but drawns to
gether by the influenmce of a subtle at
traction, sooni to roll diverse in their
respective orbits from ti their pern
gee or point of nearest approach.
If you hnd yoursell growing wise
above all your teachers, inclined to be
come dogmnatic, to criticise your fellow
disciples slid set yourself.up as a stana
ard for the whole church, you have no
little reasmon to fear that ounaro not
uotrolled by the Spirit of God.
Great thoughts belong only and trutly
to him whose ninad can hold them. No
matter who first puts thorn in words;
if they come to a soul, .and .1111 it, they
belong to it; whether they floated on
the voice of others, or on the wings of
silence and the night.
Were men taught to despise the re
ceiving of obligations with -the same
force of reasoning and declamation
that they are instructed to confer themn,
we might then see every person' in
society filling up the requisite duties
of his station with cheeriul industry,
neither relaxed nor sullen from disap
Do more than telerate ; try to tuider
stand,a~nd do not be Impatient if youfrg
eyes cannot see things just ua you see
them, Gray hairs and wrinkles you
cannot escape, but you nieed. not grow
old in feeling unless you choosp. And
solong as yomur age o 41Iy Oi tieotk
side, you will wit 'qundence' from
the young, and fln ryour life all the
brighter for contact witbt theirs.