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Worrisome, t at not Seriong.
A Michigan back woodsman, young
and handsome, bat untutored and rnde,
has married the accomplished daughter
of a wealthy tourist, and taken her to
his cabin in the foirest, where he chops
wood for a living. Her father, unable to
recover her by law, since she was old
enough to legally c loose a husband for
herself, has sensibly taken board at a
Milwaukee hotel, where he is now
patiently waiting for the girl to vol
untarily return. "I may be delayed
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VOL, IX. NO.
SHADOWS ON THE WALL.
BY A. L. HARVET.
I am dreaming of the bygone, of the dead and
And the happy days of childhood, which
hoped would ever last.
On, how joyous were those momenta gone.
aias: beyond recall
When, to please my childhood's fancy, I made
snaaowa on the wall !
I can hear the merry voices of my playmates.
as or yore,
And the patter of their little feet upon the
Little caring, little dreaming, what in future
That there might be deeper shadows than we
cast upon the wall
borne have passed beyond thn hrrW of m,a
world we loved so then.
To the higher land, where shadows ne'er will
come to them again :
Ana ice tears or those that loved them fell
upon tbefunera, pall.
For heir liY.q;tIit been abadows merely
shadows on the wu. .
An i a aeepenfaraer snaaow hovers o er my
For in all the years behind me I can see no
gleam ot light
I have wandered through the summer ; now
the leaves begin to fall,
And the future lies before me like a shadow on
There's a whisper, as of angels, borne upon the
Soft and soothing as the murmur of the wind
among the trees ;
"Look above thee! touch the outstretched
hand of him who died for all,
For His love is not a shadow Just a shadow
on the wall I"
A Hunt for Santa Claus.
A Story for Children.
One wintry day little Mina arose in
the morning and found that her mother
was not yet up. This was strange, for
the sun was high and his beams fell
aslant through the high garret window
upon the bare floor. The stove was cold
and the coffee pot stood empty on the
shelf. Mina laughed at the thought
that she had waked before her mother.
She Bhpped on her blue woolen dress,
her large checked apron, her knitted
stockings, and her thick shoes ; and
having washed her face, and braided her
hair in two tight little pigtails, crept
around to her mother's bed, intending
to kiss her awake. But her mother's
eyes were wide open, her cheeks were
red, and her hair was tossed about on
" Oh, my child," she cried, as she
saw her little girl, "what shall we do
now ? I am ill. I have a fever of some
eort. My head is as heavy as if it was
made of lead. I am not even able to
rise, much less to ro about mv work.
We shall starve together, you and I,
poor, unhappy widow and orphan that
" Oh, no, mother," said Mina, "we
need not starve. I can make the oo flee,
and go and buy the bread and 5ansages.
" Child 1 child I" fried the-mother,
" very soon there will be no money to
buy anything. I have felt myself break
ing down for a week. I have no hope
now. I must send for the doctor, and
when he finds I am not able to pay him
he will send me to the hospital. You,
poor little soul, will Boon be motherless,
as well as fatherless.'
The poor woman hid her face in the
pillow. Mina wept. Tears ran down
her fair cheeks ; but she soon went to
the stove, and kindled the fire, and made
the coffee, as she had seen her mother
The coffee will do you good, moth
er, she said. .Bat the poor, sick motner
was too feverish to taste it.
Then, indeed, Mina felt that every
thing was wrong.
" Christmas time ! Christmas time 1"
repeated the poor woman, talking more
to herself than to her child ; " and
Christmas used to be so happy."
At this Mina crept closer to her
mother's bed. Yes, in two days Christ
mas would come. She had looked for
ward to it so. She bad hoped to find in
her stocking a wax doll with blue eyes,
and a candy basket full of sugar plums,
at least ; but she would not care for
them if her poor mother were so sick.
" Child, go to the old doctor," said
the poor "mother. " Go tell him to
come quickly ! I must be made well if
he can do it ! Go ! Go 1"
Mina put on her hood and away she
ran. The good German doctor came
back with her, and felt his poor coun
try washerwoman's pulse, wrote a pre
scription, and patted little Mina on the
head, and bade her take care of her
mother. But though the child took
nearly all the small purse to pay for the
powders he had ordered, and 'though
she watched by her mother's bed all
day, the mother grew worse. She lay
tossing to and fro, talking of the past.
"It was Christmas time when I ran
rway with your father," she said, with
the quick speech of fever. "My father
did not like him, nor my mother either.
They bade him come no more; so we
ran away and were married. We came
to this country in a great ship. We were
very happy until he died. Mina, do you
remember how good he was to us last
Christmas ? Ah, only for yon, only for
leaving you, my little girl, it would seem
best for me that I am going to him.
Christmas ! Oh, in Germany, at home
in Germany, we always had a Christmas
tree, and we Bat together in the parlor,
and the window lifted and jolly old
Saint Nicholas came in. He gave us
rif ts and toys of all sorts. We were
glad, and yet frightened. Our wooden
shoes were set in a row on the hearth at
night. In each we found some gift.
Such a supper ! dancing I music 1
wonder "whether my old father is dead ;
whether mv old mother lives : whether
they forgive me ?"
She wept, but little Mina sat think
ing. She thought of Santa Claus old
Saint Nicholas, the good Christmas
friend of all good children he who
would come down the chimney, or in at
the window, with any gift he pleased.
Surely if he was so good to her mother
when she was a little girl, he would re
member her now that she was sick. But
how was he to know ? He could, if he
pleased, give her mother plenty of
money. Of that she felt certain. But
how was one to find him ?
"Mother," she said, "where does
Santa Claus live ?"
The poor mother was fast growing
" What JU you ak " Uo alJ,
dreamily. Where does he live ? Oh,
I do not know."
" But he could do anything, give me
anything he chose ?" asked Mina.
"Yes," said the feverish woman
"yes, yes --tell him to bring me ice
nice, cold, glittering ice to cool my
head ice, ice.
" Oh, I will get you some ice, moth
er," said Mina. " I will go to the gro
cer's and get some."
Sho took a bowl from the closet and a
penny from the old purse, and ran out
of the room, softly shutting the door
There was a grocery in the lower part
of the house, and she went into it and
up to the counter. A rosy-faced Dutch
boy gave her the ice, and he looked so
good-natured that she asked him a
Do you know where Santa Cans
Uvea?" she said.
The by scotched his .head. .
" Yaw he lif in Germany," he said.
Mina's heart leaped high.
" Uiddy little Biddy Flynn!" she
called to a child passing the door, " will
yon take this bowl of ice up to my
mother, and give her some, and stay by
her until I come back? I'll only be
gone a few minutes.
Uood-natured little Biddy took the
bowl and ran up stairs, while Mina ran
down toward the streets that she knew
led to the river as fast as her feet could
carry her. She had two cents in her
pocket and thought that would pay her
A sailor was standing near a fruit
stand. Mina looked up into his round
brown face with confidence.
Air. oaiior, sue saio, " will you
tell me which of those ships go to Ger
'Why, that one yonder, my little
lass," said the sailor, pointing to. one
over which the German flag floated,
But Mina thought that he meant the
ferryboat that ran to Weehawken.
" Thank yon," she said, and hurried
off. A bell was ringing as she ran past
the ferry-house, and, after paying her
two cents to the ferry-master, she was
soon aboard the boat which started the
next moment. .
It did not take long to cross the river,
and Mina went ashore and looked about.
A great, jolly-looking man sat smoking
his pipe at the door of a shoemaker's
Mina went up to him and said softly
"Please, sir, will you tell me where
Mr. Santa Claus lives ?"
"Mr. Sana Claus?" said the man, in
broken English. "Veil, I do not know
does he keep a shop or ' work at a
trade ? . You tell me vot he is, den may
be I remember him."
"Don't you know ? I thought every
one knew Mr. Santa Claus." said Mina.
He he makes toys for little chil
So !" said the German. "So. Yas,
know. 0o np dis street and along to
the uex-vorBr, den Ton boo a- littlcj
gate. Behind dat you find de man dat
makes toys for de children."
Mina said that she was much obliged.
She felt that people were amiable in Ger
many,, and her hopes rose high. She
followed the old German's directions and
soon came to a high fence. There was
a gate in it She lifted the latch and
opened it, and before her was a low,
brown house. Softly she crept up to
the window. Yes, yes she had found
Santa Clans at last. There, before the
fire, sat a little, fat, old man with white
hair and rosy cheeks, hard at work with
a turning lathe. An old woman, as rosy
as he was, was gluing pieces of wood
together with abrosh toy chairs, tables,
bedsteads, wagons, milkmaids, jointed
dolls : and at a table sat four little girls
painting away at the finished toys with
the brightest colors. Oh ! this was de
lightful, and Santa Claus and his wife
looked so kind ! .
Mina knocked on the door. Some one
cried, "Herein," and she entered.
She stood at the threshold and dropped
the little courtesy her mother had taught
her, and said:
"Please, Mr. Santa Claus, I want to
speak to you particularly. . It is about
So!" cried the old gentleman and
truly he was a German rising. "But
what did you call me, little one ?
'Mr. Santa Claus," said Mina. "I ve
been looking for yon all day, and poor
mother is so sick. That is why I wanted
to see you. You used to come in at the
window on Christmas eve when sheaved
in Germany, and you always put some
thing in her shoe, and now she cannot
earn money because she is so sick. I
want you to come down the chimney and
put enough in ber stocking to last until
she is well, for father is dead, and we
have nobody who cares for us. And you
oh, you are so good always going
over the roofs on Christmas eve, and
giving presents to everybody."
The child thinks you are Santa
Claus," whispered the old German
woman in her husband's ear. " Oh,"
how like she is to our little Mina, do
you' not see?" . .
-"Do you speak German, child !" said
the old man.
"Yes," said Mina, "it is my moth
er's language. Yes, I. speak it 'very
"And what is you neme?" asked the
"Mina Hoffman, Mr. Santa Claus, if
you please," replied Mina. -
The old woman caught her husband's
"Be quiet, be quiet," whispered the
old man. " It is a common name."
"And how did you come to think of
coming here, my little maiden ?"
"Because you weie so good," said
Mina. " To-day mother cried and told
me how pleasant it used to be in Ger
many; and, oh, air. ttanta (jlaus, yoa
must know where her father and mother
are. She said she ran away from them ;
and I; know she thought it was very
naughty only what could she do If they
wouldn't let father come in ?"
" Hans, Hans, it is onr daughter 1"
cried the old womao. What was the
name of your mother's father ?"
"ItwosAneen, Mrs. Santa Claus,"
The old lady becan to cry. She
caught the child in her arms and fondly
"Oh, good Mrs. Santa Claus, you will
ask Mr. Santa Claus, to help mother,
won't you ?'' pleaded Mina.
Bat now the old couple took her by
the hanJa and is J her wnj io an inner
M ORRIS VILLE AND HYDE
room, where the old lady rummaged in
the drawer of a little bureau and
brought out an old-fashioned daguerreo
" See, child," she said. " Does this
look like any one you know ?"
"It looks like mother," cried Mina,
"only only not so old."
"It is enough," said the old gentle
man. "Child, God has sent you. I am
not Santa Claus. I am only an old toy
maker, working here in Weehawken
in a strange country to which I came
from my fatherland. But, my dear,
am your grandfather, and this is your
grandmother. We came to Amerioa to
look for our daughter when we heard
she was a widow, but we could not find
her. .Now we are about to go and take
care of her. We will go with you.
And again I say, God bless you."
So in a few moments Mina and her
jgrand-parents were on the way1 across
It was late in the afternoon when they
climbed the stairs of the tenement
house. Then the old couple waited out
side in the entry, and Mina went into
the poor, half-furnished room and found
little Biddy Flynn still waiting patiently.
"What happened ye, Mina?" she
asked. "The mother has been fretting
for you." .
"Oh! my child! I am nearly fright
ened to death !" sobbed the poor
"Motherl" cried Mina. "Oh, motherl
I went to Germany to find Santa Claus
for I needed him ever so much. But
it was not: in Germany, and I did not
find him; fcut-i-oh, mother I found
grandmother and grandfather instead !"
"Motherl Father 1" cried the sick
woman; and the next instant they
rushed in and embraced her.
So Mina had a merry Christmas after
all; and you may be sure that her
mother got well, and that Santa Claus
did not forsake her. Cincinnati &atur
day Night. ' '
What the Drunkard Suffers.
A STARTLING PICTTJBE BY TALLAGE.
God only knows what the drunkard
suffers. Pain files on every nerve, and
travels every muscle, and gnaws on
every bone, and stings with every poi
son, and pulls with every torture. What
reptiles crawl over his shivering limbs
What spectxes stand by his midnight
pillow ! What groans tear the air 1
Talk of the rack, talk of the funeral-
pyre, talk of the Juggernaut ! he suffers
them all at onee. - See .the attendants
stand back from that ward in the hospi
tal where the inebriates .. are dying.
They cannot stand it. The keepers
come through to say: "Hnsh up, now!
stop making this noise. Be still ! You
are disturbing all the other patients.
Keep still, now !" Then the keepers
pass on, and after they get past, then
Jthe poor creatures wring their Mnds
me rum, give me rum 1 O God ! Help !
Take t the devils off ;jne ! " O God ! O
God !" And they shriek, and they blas
pheme, and they cry for help, and then
hey ask the keepers to slay them, say
ing : "stab me, strangle me, smotner
me ! O God ! Help, help I Bum
Give me rum! O God ! Help!" They
tear out their hair by the handful, and
they bite their nails into the quick.
Oh! God," they say, "help! Oh!
God, help ! help ! help 1" This is no
fancy picture. It is transpiring in a
hospital at this moment. It went on
last night while you slept, and more
than that, that is the death sone of you
will die unless you stop. I see it com
ing. Uod help you to stop before you
go so far you-cannot stop. ? ; - "
Bum plagues a man also in the loss
of his home. I do not care how
much he loves his wife and children, if
this habit gets the mastery of him this
habit of strong drink he will do the
most outrageous things. If need be, in
order to get strong drink, he would sell
them all into - everlasting -captiyity
There are hundreds and 'thousands of
homes in New York and Brooklyn that
have been utterly .blasted by it. , I am
speaking of no .-abstraction,, Is there
anything so disastrous to a man for this
if e and for the life ' to come ? Do you
tell me that a, man can., be happy when
he knows he is . breaking his wife's
heart and clothing his children with
rags ? ; There are little children, in the
streets to-day, bare-footed, unkempt, un
combed,, want written in every patch o'
their faded dress and on every wrinkh
of their prematurely-old countenances,
who would have been in the' house of
God this morning as well clad as yon,
had it not been that strong drink drovo
their parents into penury and then into
the grave. O, rum ! rum ! thou de
spoiler of homes,' thou foe of -God, thou
recruiting officer of . the pit ! I hato
thee V I hate thee ! . ' . ,
"The Way or A, Serpent on a Rack.'
-The movement of a snake in climbing
a perpendicular siirfiice, as : I have ob
served it, is. a vermicular, undulating
motion, not spiral but straight up the
face of the surface. Ihave seen a black
snake thus glide up ' a beech tree -with
that easy, careless graoe of movement
which is characteristic' of that snake
when moving over horizontal surfaces.
The bark f the beech affords few ine
qualities into which the edges of the
gastroslegal bands could be thrust claw
fashion, and I have no doubt that at
mospheric pressure is the force that
holds the snake against such surface ia
climbing, sucker fashion, as theboylilta
the brick with the piece of wet leather.
I once knew a black snake to ascend a
stucco wall to the second-story window,
and another I saw go up to the eaves of
a carriage house to the swallows' nest ;
(straight up the up-and-down boards. I
have seen them glide from tree to tree
and leap down from near the top of lurge
trees, but never saw one descend by
climbing down a smooth, perpendicular
Biu-face. I have no doubt of their abili
ty to do so, however. I do not believe
that this power is enjoyed by the cop
perhead or ratt lesnake, or any venomous
sort with which I am familiar, they be
ing heavy and sluggish in their move
ments. I have seen them go up on
leaning trees and crawl into the foliage
of bushes, however. Forest, and
A Strange Vebdiot. In the case
of Edward Maxwell, who was dragged
out of a court room by lynchers at
Durand, W's., the noose killing him
before the mob got him to a tree, a
Coroner's jury has declared that he
"fell from the court bousu itp and
broke U &ek," .
PARK, VERMONT, THURSDAY, DECEMBER 22, 1881.
THE L1ME.KIL5 CLUB.
The Onarity season a Bad Man-
Some Curious Things.
From the Detroit Free Press.
"What I was gwine to remark.
began Brother Gardner as the meeting
opened, "was to say ttat de season has
now arrove whi?n de cry fur charity am
heard in demand, an' people who hev a
dollar to. spare am 'speoted to pass it
ober to de pool. Jt nr. de convenience of
people whose hearts ache to do sunthiu
I hev compiled a list of patients an' will
furnish it free gratis on applicashun
De man who leafs all summer an' bees
his way frew " di winter am on de list,
De woman who sells her clothing fur
money to buy whisky am on de list.
De families which support two or three
dogs, a pig an' a dozen hens on de pie
an' sweet-cake teggea by de chill'en am
on delist. c On datjlfjhev put dow
men who will hand a coat or west ober
de bar in exchange fur drink.
"1 hev put down men who spent deir
days in sleep and idleness when laborers
were being paid, twelve shilling a day.
hev put down families who sleep on
straw an live on bread an water, an'
yet if dey should be banded a dollar in
money would use it all in purvidin an
oyster snpper. If I had time I could
make a list which would prove dat
nine-tenths of de charity subjects in
Detroit am de basest frauds, an' dat
ebery dollar placed in de hands of de
Overseer of de Poo am blackmail on
taxpayers. When de father of a family
kin aim from a dollar to twelve shillin's
per day, an' de mother from fifty cents
to a dollar, what!; right hev dey to ask
for charity ? If a man am old and poo'
we hev a county house fur him. If
poo man am sick we hev hospitals.
When a child am. left an orphan we hev
homes an' asylums.
lie hull suDiecK am a fraud on
work in' people. We am simply offerin
premium on loafensm, laziness and
degradashun. Ebery time we hev in
creased our poo' fund we hev increased
de number of beggars. Ebery dollar
bestowed upon a begger makes him
hate work so much de harder. A child
who sees his parents live by fraud and
beggary am sartin to ootch de same
ideas and practise de same principles.
Foller de people cieen de of tenest at de
Poo'master's an' you will find neighbor
hoods whar de mos' petty thievin' am
practiced an de mos' laziness am in
"When death enters de family of a
workin'man he may want a loan. When
a laborin' man meets wid an accident
his income stops, and to tide him ober
do gap am a bounden dooty. When
charity goes beyand dat it supports
fraud an' breeds vioe."
' PLEASE ABREST HIM.
The Secretary announced a letter from
the Hon. Occupation J.Buckwprthjof
i'nrtamniitn. v . . luiw.-mi -
man calling himself Jge Johfi Walk
erman, and claiming to be an active
local member of the Lime-Kiln Club,
was in that city disposing of photo
graphs supposed to represent Brother
Gardner. He sold the photographs at
twenty cents each, and claimed that the
funds were to be sent to Liberia to es
tablish a mouth-organ factory. The
photographs reprssented a colored per
son with a broken nose, a squint eye
front teeth gone and ears large enough
to throw a shadow over a wall eighteen
feet high. ' Was i(; all right, or was the
man an impostor f
Brother Gardner was jumping two
feet high before the Secretary had fin
ished, and it took him only four min
utes to write and. send out a telegram
asking the Portsmouth man to arrest
the impostor if it cost $200. In this
connection it may be well to state :
1. The Lime-Kiln club employs no
2. It offers no chromos.
3. None of its members are allowed
to attach their names to medical in
ventions." " 4. It favors no scheme to build ob
servatories in Liberia or orphan asylums
in the Sandwich Itilands. .
5. It publishes no dime novels, sends
out no hair dyes, a id has no Presidential
candidate for 188 1.
Brother Gardner produced the follow
ing, and. desired th e Secretary to read it
in a loud voice:
MOTICE-CONSiSABLE SALE Per
sonal propertj' to Satisfy exicution
in my hands, issued from the Justice
Court of Wm. H. Look, against Kary
Gilmoore & in favor of Thos. Seay, I
will proceed to cell on the 11 day of
October, 1881, bet ween the hours of 11
& 3 oclk, the following describe proper-
ty as the property oi me saia jvary uu
moore, to wit: One black male ox,
name Preacher; one white milk cow.
with blueisfied head & calf, the cow
name rose; one red milk cow, with blaze
in face, & calf, ite,a same blossom;
one blueisfied Steer, name Brag; one
Sorrel Horse, narae Frank; one tow
horse waging. NED SMITH, Co. for
B. T., Hale Co., A! a. .
"An' 1 now desire to remark," con
tinued the President, as the Secretary
finished, "dat theuaid Ned Smith, con
stable, eta, died widin a week of wntin'
de above. Dat's what I hev told you
all along let offis alone. De strain on
de intelleck am too great, an de up hills
an' down hills of oruiograpiiy win kui
anybody but a wliite man inside of a
JI8T D t SAME.
The Committee on Science and Phil
osophy, through their Chairman, Judge
Cahoots, reported is follows:
"Dis committee "ia made a faithful
inwestigashun of di assurshun dat de
world am gradually slontin ober, an'
it has been unable to diskiver wheder
de statement am true or false. In dis
emergency we reocfflttiend dat every
body pay up hi3 debts, put on a clean
shirt, and be ready t0 B'de down hill
when de hour arrovS.
"As to de predicksh011 "1st a comet
will strike de airth widin de next five
y'ars we can't disput 'f Dut we am of
de opinyun dat about two minita after
de collishun takes pi06 de comet will
wish it hadn't. Dis committee will bet
two to one on de airtn ebery time.
"As tode statement dat de world am
comin' to an eand ot de 2d day of Feb;
ruary, dis committemi"ttier assents nor
disputes, but if any 0nll)er dis club
has a chance on de 1' ob dat month to
buy a ieben dollar df flty cents,
v adwto Um to U-K48 tW","
U J 5 I ' i J A Hi
k y ii ri fhi ifj" 1 11 .f i a va
Trustee Pullback arose to secure in
formation. He wanted to know if
honor compelled a colored man to ac
cept a challenge to fight a duel. If not,
what would honor compel him to do in
case an enemy halted at his gate and
dared him to come out of his house and
"Honor am a curus thing, Brudder
Pullback," replied the President "In
case you are a better shot clan your
inemy it am honorable to meet him on
de field an' kill him. If you think he
will be sartain to kill you it am honor
able to excuse yourself on de ground of
having a game leg. If I made an imemy
an' he cums along to my cabin an' spits
on his hands and hops up and down an'
calls fur me to come out an' be pulver
ized, Ize gwine to consider befo' I go
out. If I am party sartin dat I kin
wollop him Ize gwine to feel honor
bound to rash out and break his nose.
If he looms up like a sidehill, an' if he
'pears to hev lots of science, Ize gwine
to send my ole woman ont dar to tell
him dat if he doan fly outer dat she'll
hab de hull purleece force an' put him
whar de calves can't bite him."
The Librarian was instructed to here
after close the library at ten o'clock p.
m. sharp, it navmg oeen iound that all
who remained after that hour began to
chew plug tobacco and dispute on reli
The Janitor reported three new holes
in the bottom of the stove and another
crack in the side, and a committee of
three was appointed to examine the
structure and see if it could be made to
last a few months more by filling the
holes with clay and painting the stove
There being no further business of
national importance, Elder Toots was
awakened and the meeting adjourned.
Which was the Enemj!
A boy, bright-eyed and fair-faced, was
found in the street by Frank Hals, a
celebrated Dutch painter. There was
something in the lad's face that at
tracted the lonely artist, and he took
him to his lodging, and to his studio ;
and, in the end, resolved to make a
painter of him. The boy knew no name
only Hans so Hals called him Hans
Findling, and went at the work of teach
ing him. The boy proved an apt pupil,
but as he progressed in art, and in
creased in years, his works took on a
strange character for one so young.
They were of drinking-houses, and
drinking scenes; pot-companions, smok
ing, drinking and carousing all painted
with a truthfulness and vividness that
was wonderful. The drawing was per
fect ; and the handling of colors unex
celled. And so he went on, until his
works adorned every wine shop and cafe
Liaiie city where he painted. -
... """g waut -iut sot short
life and a merry one. "liegone d all-
care, and give me fun and frolic." In
his cups he was a genial companion,
keen, witty and brimming with humor ;
and he was continually humming the
old songs that praised the cup, and set
Bacchus on the throne.
And bo he went on to the age of thir
ty; and then his merry life seemed to
have come to an end. He had drank so
much so deeply and so long, that
his life was bnrned up literally drowned
out of him 1 Bloated, haggard, and
disfigured ; eyes bloodshot ; his once
deft hand now palsied ; his breath weak
and labored ; and still he strove to be
' Give me wine !" he cried, to his
"No, no, it must be water, Hans."
"Must it? Ah! well, I'll try to love
my enemy! And he tooK tne water in
his hand, but could not hold it. His
physician had to carry it to his lips.
Half an hour later the physician arose
to take his leave. Before going, he
stood by the bedside, and took the
young man's hand. -
" Hans I am going away for a time,
as I have others to visit, jnow, iooe
you ; I want to leave a solemn question
for you to answer. There i3 a bottle of
wine ; and there a flagon of pure water.
Which is the enemy? Dear boy! -If
you will solve this problem as I hope
you will, you shall be saved not for a
merry life; but for a useful! If you
shall decide in behalf of the foul fiend,
no power can save you." , ,
And the physician went away. When
he returned he found the young painter
' Doctor ! Save me ! Save me ! And
I will be a useful man 1"
He had decided that the bright wine
was his enemy; and he would have no
more of it. The good physioian saved
him. and Hans Findling lived many
years, a oomfort.to himself; an orna
ment to aooiety; and a grand contribu
tor to the world of art.
A Good Thing. A means of getting
rid of mutilated currency has been dis
covered in the St. Louis churches
where the coins are dropped in 'the col
lector's box. Prominent ministers there
are reported as saying that the effort to
pass mutilated money has been produc
tive of more profit to the church than
when all sorts of silver bric-a-brao was
passable. A man now who holds a
punotured half dollar, after essaying to
pass it off for merchandise and being
unsuccessful, finally resorts to the col
lection box, and, with the shortsighted
ness peculiar to roguery, he drops a
half dollar or quarter where formerly
nickel or a dime sufficed. The money,
when it accumulates, is sent to the
United States mint, where it is received
bullion, entailing a loss of five per
Caught in a strange place: "Friandf,"
once said a clergyman to a number of
people who had entered his church for
the purpose of getting out of the rain,
'I have often heard of the church beiug
used as a cloak for one's sins, but this
is the first time I ever heard of its being
used as an umbrella. " Harvard Lam
poon. Mistaken. Parley Hicks thought he
saw his daughter walking with a for
bidden lover on a dark night. He stole
up behind the pair with a club, broke
the young man's skull, and knocked the
girl down, before discovering that they
were cot the persona be bad taken tbem
A VETERAN GONE.
Death of "Live Oak" George Law,
Mr. George Law who died lately at his
reside'-- ce in New York City, after
long illness arising from a complication
of diseases. He was born in Jackson,
Washington County, on October 25,
1806. His parents were both natives
of County Down, Ireland, who came to
this country soon after the Revolution
ary War, the father becoming a farmer.
George Law had very little education.
When about fourteen years old he visit
ed Troy on an errand and resolved to
seek his fortune in that city. He finally
obtained his father's consent, and
walked thirty-six miles to Troy, with
a pack on his back, containing
his clothes, and $10 his sole capi
tal in his pocket. His first job
was ro carrying a hod. In refer
ring to this 'beginning of . las carcet,
Mr. Law often said: "I began at the
foot of the ladder, and was terribly
afraid that I should fall from the top
before I got through." Hearing of an
opening at Hoosick, he went there and
learned the trade of a mason. His first
job on his own account was the build
ing of a lock on the Erie Canal. Then
he went to work on the Pennsylvania
CanaL When but nineteen years old
he learned that the Dismal Swamp
Canal contractors needed stone. He
purchased a lot in Delaware, chartered
a schooner and took a load to Norfolk,
where he sold it at a good profit. His
next work was on the Morris Canal, in
New Jersey, and then on the Lehign
Canal. He then became a contractor,
and soon had a cash capital of $2,800,
with which he came to New York. He
obtained a contract on the Portage
Railroad over the Alleghany Mountains
and another on the Columbia Railroad.
His next work was a bridge-building.
He built the bridge over the Lehigh
River at Easton, Pa., and was for
several years engaged on the upper
division of the Lehigh Canal between
Mauch Chunk and White Haven.
In May, 1837, Mr. Law went to New
York to live, and obtained a contract to
build two sections of the Croton Aque
duct. In 1869 he obtained the contract
to bu2d the High Bridge.
About this time he purchased a ma
jority interest in the Dry Dock Bank,
which was then almost insolvent, and
in a few years made it one of the most
substantial in the State.
When the California excitement broke
out he went into the steamhip business,
and 1848 purchased the steamship Faclon
in and sent her to Chagres, transferring
the passengers across the isthmus on
mules. He had previously sent a steamer
around Cape Horn to take the passengers
from Panama to San Francisco. Mr,
Law built several other steamers. In
1851 Mr. Law purchased a large interest
in the Panama Railroad, and going to
Aspinwall he located the termini of fete
I road and set mo'n at work building it.
In 1837 Lewis Baker, who reoently
died in Paris, fled from N. Y. city after
having killed William Poole embark
ing upon a schooner bound for the
Canary Islands. Mr. Law instantly
chartered at his own expense a swift
sailing vessel and sent it in pursuit with
City Hall detectives on board. Baker
was overtaken, captured and returned in
the pursuing vessel for trial. Mr. Law,
in 1833, married Miss Anderson, of
Philadelphia, by whom he has had
seven children, four of whom are now
living. One of his daughters married
Colonel Chas, May, of Mexican war
fame. Mr. Law was always conspicu
ous in public, being Bix feet three inches
in height, and weighing 250 pounds.
His head was always regarded as a
study by sculptors, who said that his
great vitality was pictured in the mas
sive abundance of hair, which early be
came iron-gray and later of a snowy
In 1851 Mr. Law built the house in
Fifth avenue where he lived until his
death. He was often solicited to go
into political life, but he always refused.
During the Native American excitement
in 1855 and 1856 he was asked to be the
candidate of that party for the Presi
dency. He was familiarly known by the
adherents of that party as " Live Oak
George' Mr. Law, however, refused
the honor tendered him and assisted
in the .nomination of Fillmore and
During the last ten years Mr. Law has
passed a very quiet and regular life,
surrounded by his books, his family and
his intimate friends.
What the defense in the Guiteaa trial
has gained by putting the assassin upon
the witness stand it is not easy to see,
unless the object was to give the medi
cal experts an opportunity to study him
for fine points in the science of detect
ing insanity not perceptible to laymen.
He lost his temper under Judge Por
ter's cross-examination, but never his
shrewdness. He was worried by ques
tions concerning his blasphemous "in
spiration" theory, but was' not once
drawn from bis persistent adherenoe to
it In short, neither in the direct ex
amination, which brought out the story
of his miserable career, nor in the cross
questioning, which might well havejbeen
counted on by his counsel to irritate
him into the display of crazy symptoms,
did he show any lack of natural reason
But, on the other hand, it must be
admitted that nothing was brought out
to show that the "inspiration" plea is a
subterfuge to hide the real motive of
Guiteau's crime. Probably in his mor
bid egotism and lack of sound moral
sense he really believed he was the in
strument of a higher power. That
notion he imbibed in the Oneida Com
munity, and it seems to have stuck to
him ever since. It by no means follows,
however, that he is to be absolved from
accountability because he fancied that
when he wanted to do a thing the Deity
was impelling him to do it Upon such
a plea the Thugs of India would escape
punishment. When they "run amuck"
and kill or maim all that come in their
way, they no doubt honestly believe
their murderous frenzy to be a religious
impulse. Accepting Guiteau's own ex
planation of the crime, he is no better
than ft Thug. N. Y. Tribune.
People iovb truth, but invite the' lie
to dioner, Russifta,
High School Lore-Letters.
A young lady reoently out of college
obtained an appointment this fall as
teacher in a High School at a vigorous
frontier town in Miohigan. After an
experience of two months she has given
the result of her observations. Two
months is not long for an "experience,
Let ns remember, however, that the
first impressions of a new-comer have a
value as real as the ripe experience of an
old stager. . , .
She had adopted the theory that the
chief duty of a teacher is . to make the
studies interesting, and she threw her
self with enthusiasm into the work.
The theory may be erroneous. We
think it is. She toiled on, however, in
good faith, sugaring all her pills of
knowledge in the most ingenious man
ner, and taking upon herself the trou
ble which belongs of right to the stu
dent, hot the teaoherT In" spite 6f"air
her efforts, she found that some of her
pupils would not or could not be inter
ested." " : ' v . ' : '
At length, by mingling 'freely with
the boys and girls out of school, she
obtained a flash of light upon the cause
of this listless indifference. A pink
tinted, gilt-edged note fell into her
hands. It proved to be a warm and
tender love-letter from a girl of fifteen
to a boy of seventeen, both being mem
bers of the school. Pursuing her in
quiries, she discovered that exchanging
love-letters was one of the ordinary
amusements of the scholars, not only in
the higher classes, but even in the pri
mary departments, where the children
were only seven or eight years of age.
She found, in short, a state of things
similar to that of a High School in
Ohio, of which the principal compla
cently remarked: "Half my scholars
are in love with the other half."
There is something here both for
parents and teachers to reflect upon.
The young lady who reports these facts
attributes the precocity of her pupils in
part to the over-crowding of the schools
and the check put upon the free growth
of the children by too long confinement
every day in conditions that stimulate
development just as the bearing of a
pear tree is hastened by putting a liga
ture around its trunk.
Is it quite certain, too, that the ming
ling of the sexes in high schools, or in
any sohools, is as free from objection as
has been claimed ? Ledger.
The Leniency of the Court.
In the pioneer days of Michigan, says
the Detroit Free Press, one John
Weeks was arrested in a town in Wash
tenaw County for stealing Bix sheep,
and when the trial came off before a jus
tice the respective lawyers made the
usual statements of what they expected
to prove and disprove. After the law
yer for the prosecution had finished the
defense arose and began: -
"May it please the Cofirt, we eipeclea
to prove by John Day Hint my client
was in Ohio at the time these sheep were
stolen, but unfortunately for ns the
witness is in bed with the mumps. We
expected to prove by Homer Rioe that
the plaintiff here never bad any sheep
stolen, but Homer has been called to
Buffalo to see his mother die.
We further expected to prove by
Abraham White that the plaintiff never
owned any live stock except a yearling
calf and two old geese, but Abraham is
in jail in Detroit for drunkenness.
Lastly, your Honor, we were propared
to and expected to. prove by Charles
Smith, the undertaker, that instead of
the plaintiff losing six sheep he has
lately mysteriously acquired seven hogs
and a guinea hen. I repeat that we
were prepared to prove this, but Provi
dence willed otherwise. Mr. Smith has
been called to Grand Bapids to convict
his uncle of body-snatching, and we are
thus stripped of our defense. In this
emergency we throw ourselves upon the
well-known leniency of this honorable
court, trusting that he will not shut his
eyes to the wonderful dispensations of
Providence which have left my client
disarmed and unprepared."
The prisoner was bound over and got
a sentence of two years.
St. Nicholas and St. Kasian.
The duty of helping and befriending
the unfortunate is sometimes taught in
these parables at the expense of the
good character of certain of the saints.
Thus, in one of the stories, a peasant is
driving along a heavy road one autumn
day, when his cart e ticks fast in the
mire. Just then St. Kasian comes by.
"Help me, brother, to get my cait
out of the mud," says the peasant
"Get along with you !" replies St
Kasian. "Do you suppose I've got
leisure to be dawdling here with you ?"
Presently St Nicholas comes that
way. The peasant addresses the same
request to him ; and he stops and gives
the required assistance.
When the two saints arrive' in
heaven, the Lord asks them where they
have been. ' , '.
"I have been on earth;" replies St
Kasian ; " and I happened to pass by a
monjik whose cart hod -stuck in the
mud.- He cried out 'to me, saying
Help me to get my cart out !' But I
was not going to spoil my heavenly
"I have been on the earth," says St
Nioholas, whose clothes were all cov
ered with mud. "I went along the
same road, and I helped the monjik to
get his cart free."
Then the Lord says : "Listen,
Kasian ! Because thou did not assist
the monjik, therefore shall men honor
thee by thanksgiving only once every
four years. But to thee, Nicholas, be
cause thou did assist the moujik to set
free his cart, shall men twice every year
offer up thanksgiving."
"Ever since that time," says the
story, "it has been customary to offer
prayers and thanksgiving to Nicholas
twice a year, but to Kasian only once
An Unfailing RemedW The follow
ing prescription is said by a scientific
journal of Venezuela to be an unfailing
remedy for inebriety : " Take three
brown-backed frogs, cut them up fine
aod macerate them for ten days in alco
hol. This extract is to be administered
to the patient in half-ounoa doses three
times a day for two weeks and then in
diminished quantity. The effect is to
destroy all love of alcohol or its com
pounds for ever after." The mixture,
might bp termed frog oooktalL
WIT ASP WISDOM -
Wkd so woman in whom you can find
no flaw. Gaelic.
It is remarkable how physioians lov
musio. uue naruiy ever ouiuoi mmvm
bringing a vial in.
A New York landlord has reduced
his rents one-half. One-half his house
have fallen down, which is the reason.
It ia now believed that the Star-route
men will let the Government down easy
and not sue for damages. Chicago Tri
They talk about the bracing air of the
mountains, but the only air that can
brace up the impecunious is a million-
A pabtt who has been unfortunate ia
stocks says he believes if he should buy
a balloon it would not go up. Boston
It takes six years to learn a pig to
understand nine words, and all these
words put together won't drive him out
of a garden.
The man who stood in front of his
glass for two hours getting the right .
color on his mustache said he was just
"dyeing to see his girL" Yonkert
Two ladies are candidates for the .
olerkship ot the Ohio Legislature.
When you hear whloh has been eleoted
you will Know wbion is tne Detter
looking. ' ... i v .- -
An Ohio girl sued a man for breach
of promise and proved him suoh a mean
scoundrel that the jury decided that she
ought to pay him something for not
marrying her. r-'l . "
There are people in this world who
have, such an air of freezing dignity ana
reserve that if you remain near them ,
for any length of time you will inevita
bly catch cold.
Schoolmistress (just beginning a nice
improving lesson upon minerals to the
juniors) "Now, what are the prlnoipal
Ifilngs we get out of the earth ?" Youth- ;
ful angler, aged four (confidently)
Worms." Philadelphia Bulletin.
An exchange Bays that Amerioa con
tains more patriots than any other conn
try in the world. No sooner does s
statesman become a member of the
Cabinet than he appoints his sons for
duty in his country's service.
The aesthetic lawyer spoke ironically
of his opponent as an astute gentleman,
whereupon the opponent retorted that
he entertained a similar opinion of the
other, regarding him astute, too.
A Jersey City husband who remained
out until midnight and forgot the story
he had cooked up to tell his wife, fainted
away in the hall as she met him. De
j ' i Tt n
"Has John obtained a situation yet ?"
asked an old gentleman of his daughter,
John being her betrothed lover. " Ob
tained a situation ! Why, pa, how dis
gusting! No, but he has accepted a
It is stated that in Manitoba girls are
so scarce that each one has on the aver
age 200 lovers to choose from. It may
be added that in nine cases out of ten
the girl chooses the worst man out of
the lot Boston Post.
And now they say that a "leading
Irish patriot " has been taking np a col
lection in Dublin for the purpose of im
porting a South American earthquake,
on the ground that it is the greatest
A box of Columbus swallowed twenty
feet of red ribbon in order that he might
afterward pull it out of his mouth, con
jurer fashion, and astonish the family.
It took a doctor four weeks to set him
on his feet again. Detroit Free Press.
apart from the world upon the pedes
of his own superior worth and intellect,
not nnfrequently suggests to the other
fellows a small hen trying to do a
mother's duty by thirty-nine eggs.
- No special punishment has yet been
designed for that class of criminals who
steal a march, strike a light, heave a
sigh, drown a oare, cudgel their brains,
pick their steps, throw out feelers, or
use a club for political purposes.
Another impostor has been exposed.
He claimed to be a railroad brakeman
out of work ; but when he went out of
the room he did noc slam the door hard
enough to make the chairs dance, and
was of course arrested. Philadelphia
A German sat on the bank of a river
watching an Englishman who was fish
ing. Finally he exolaimed: "Here
I have been for four hours
watching this man holding bis
line ; strange that he does not lose his
A ctbrest paragraph states that "A
Virginian, who was sentenoed to the
penitentiary a few days ago for horse
stealing, at one time paid taxes on $100,
000." The demoralizing effects of the
tax-paying habit cannot be too deeply
Mb. Ragby was only twenty-three
when his eldest son was born. But he
didn't seem very jolly. Not but what
he was a fine boy. But he said: "Old
friend, just think of it ! Here at the
early stage of twenty-three I've got to
begin to set a good example !"
Lova tied his little arrows up
And thrust them in hi quiver ;
Love took me by regretful hand, and
Said, " Good-by forever."
" Fly not !" I cried, but love held forth
A blunder barbe, and sad
Keplied : " My occupation's gone ; hearts
Now are iron-clad."
A medical journal asoribes the deoay
of the teeth to the failure to exercise
them on hard material. This wcra!
seem to account for the fact that per
sons brought up on boarding-house
beefsteak generally possess such cast
iron teeth and jaws.
A cobbespondent writes to an ex
change inquiring : "Is good oharaoter
of any value?" Considering recent de
velopments in banking circles, we
should say when a man of good char
acter is around to any extent it's pretty
safe to keep the doors locked.
"I sT, Gilpin," said Squire McGill,
yesterday morning, "who was that
sandy-haired man you was talking with
this morning?" "Oh, that was Colonel
Thunderpod, of Syracuse. He's a big
gun in politics." "Yes, I judged he
was a big gun in something, he seemed
such a smooth bore."
Cruelty to animals: "How do you
think my beard is coming on?" said
young Fitzalamode to a friend. "Let
ting it grow, aren't you?" "Yes; I
think it will give ma a more mature
look, you know." "Perhaps bo ; but
don't you think t shows a tendency to
tarn in and clinch on the inside of your
face?'' No further conversation. New
There is nothing in the world so
treacherous as a man's memory. If a
man owes you a debt, the fact pins it-'
self into your mind, and even if you try
to forget it you find it impossible to do
bo. 11, on the other hand, you owe a
debt to somebody, it passes out of yortr
mind at once. The philosophy ot this
eccentricity is that what is owed to you
should be paid promptly, while what
you owe should ba. paid, i at all, at
your convenience, ' "