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|VOL 19. . ilAZLElIURST. COPIAH COUNTY. MISSISSIPPI JANUARY 19 1881 N023
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Pub1 lulled at liazlelmrst, Copiah
county, Mississippi,at the low price
'■i live emits per week, or two dol
lars per iiunnin, in advance.
Advertisenients inserted at. $1 per
input ie, ten lines or less.'or the first
insertion, and .‘(tee taeaeh contin
uance; all .tills due on presentation
g|Pgp^|jpb«le steps Univn ami
out as editor of the .Signal,
leaving Col. Mitchell alone
in his glory.
trMr.to Jones of I lie fourth
heat, was in to see ms this lat
ter part of last week, ami left
cash courtesies for the Oopi
yh-in; ibanks.
' ’.I vi.Mv. .o-.
A sueeesJful tiller of tlio
soil remembers the Gopiahan
0 iih bright courtesies,and has
thanks therefor.
Uncle Jo Kut ledge of Be
thesd.i, this county,has nunis
crons regards for a hand full
of jingling courtesies.
Our old-time friend, W. M.
Grawford of Lincoln county,
’was in the Hub last week and
paid us a short, pleasant, and
profitable visit.
Big Jim Coleman of the
fist li beat, came tearing into
the office n few days since
with a hand full of quarters,
saying he was bound to have
1 lie Gopiahan once more.
Hazlehurst enjoied a fine
Christmas trade. Their ad
vertisement in our holiday
edition was of considerable
benefit to tuem,—Signal.
That is another evidence
that business men should in
dulge freely in the virtues of
p»inter’s ink.
15u 11v for Gov. Lewrv: ‘T
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further recommend that the
office of District Attorney he
made independent, and that
ho be paid a salary commen
surate with the duties and re
sjiousihilities of the office,and
that all fees and perquisites
of the office he paid into the
State Treasury under the reg
illations prescribed in case ol
tlie above office.”
It Makes A Difference
Tree Press: ‘So you lmve
been fighting again on your
way from school?’
‘Y yes, sir.’
‘Didn’t I tell you that this
sort of business bad got to
Stop?’
‘Yes, pa, but—
‘No excuse, sir ! You proha
bly provoked the quarrel!’
‘Oil, no, no! IJe called me
names!’
‘Names? What of i'? When
ahoy calls ion names walk
along about youi business.
Take off t hat coat!’
“But ho didn’t call me
names.’
‘Oh, he didn’t? Take off
that vest.’
‘When he called me names
I never looked at him, but
w hen he pitched into you I—
I had te fight!’
‘What? Did he call me
names?’
‘Lot’s of ’em, fathe.! He
said you lied to your eonstit
uents, and went hack on the
< aneus, and had—!’
‘William, put on your coat
and yes?, and here’s a nickel
to buy peanuts! I don’t wan»
you to come up a slugger,and
I wish you to stand well with
your teacher, hut if yon can
lick that boy who says lever
bolted a regular nomination
.«»» went back on my end of
the ward, don’t be afraid to
sail in!'
Value of Straw for Food.
Says the St. Lonis Globe
Democrat : In many locali
ties farmers are often puzzled
to decido as to what to do
with their straw. Generally
it is stacked, and the cuttle
and horses are allowed to run
to it during (be winter, more
for shelter than for any good
it. may do them as food.—
Sometimes, and not unfre
quently, it is burned after it
lias keen hauled away from
the machine and scattered o
ver the field. This is a prac
tice not as much followed as
it was some yea'rsago. When
straw is stacked and the stock
is allowed to ran to it, the
greater part of it is in the
course of time pulled down
and trampled under foot,
where in a year or it is con
verted into most excellent
manure.
No farmer, no matter how
big the farm, can afford to
hum his straw; it is far better
to stack it or to use it far co
vering rough sheds for winter
protection for stock. There
is a way :« utilize It as food
for cattle, horses'and sheep
ihat makes it tally as valua*
hie as hay, corn as any other
article of slock food raised on
the farm—that is, to use if as
chopped feed. Bran,wheat or
f»ats ground coarse and mix
ed with cut straw, without
cooking, but moistened with
water,makes a most palatable
and nourishing food. Fed to
milch cows it wonderfully
increases the flow of mi!k,im
proves their condition, and
gives them a sleek, glossy ap
pearance. To horses ii is e
quallv beneficial,and no food
placed before them will be
eaten with such evident rel
ish as will their daily allow*
ance of chopped feed. In win
ter, when the teams aie not
hard at work, it can bo fed
twice a day with advantage;
in the summer time once a
day is often enough. For
cows and young stock cattle
ii is excellent feed with the
lough feed usually given
them.. It is as cheap as any
thing else as good that can he
procured. Prepaicd In this
way stiaw becomes a valua
hie article of food,and should
he as carefully cared for as is
hay or corn.
Tiie Prospect of the Farmers.
The Aiueiicaii Sentry: Far
ming is a safe business. It
may be slow and plodding to
some who do not see the in
ner life of it, but as it is free
from (he risks of the other
business, so it is free from
their excitement. Fanning is
methodical and must be car
ried on hv rule, persistently,
patiently and industriously.
Otto connot hurry it because
it is b iund by time and op
poitur.ity and season.
The old fable of the hair
and toitotse is well woith re
membering,and its vetv plain
and useful lesson is constant
ly applicable to out daily life.
More especially must the far
mer ‘learn to labor and to
wait’ for nature works slow
ly, and he is nature's fellow*
i workman. We cannot hurry
the seed-time,nor the growth
of the seed, nor the fullness
of the hat vest A farmer can
not make a rapid fortune hut
he may do what is far better,
lie may lay a solid,broad and
deep foundation for his com -
fortable prosperity, on which
he may rest surely and safely
without caring for the storms
and tornadoes which over
throw business men and leave
financial wrecks scattered
thickly intheii paths. Rapid,
sudden wealth, is not consis
tent with farming, and the
stories that are heard of the
vast profits of bouanzo farm
ing, of western stock grazing,
or of sheep herding are only
partially true, if true at all,
and many of them are with
out any truth at all. The
great bonanza farmer was a
bankrupt a fuvv years ago,
when growing wheat in Min
nesota, and started again in
Dakota upon other’s capital,
and the men who have sold
great ranches and herds for
great sums have given their
whole lives and comforts for
their success,aud have earned
this m the only possible way,
by attending to one thing,be
ginning at the bottom, going
slowly, doing everything tho
roughly, and persevering to
the end, apd not by spreading
theii labors over a great
space which was top huge for
their means; and the farmer
who would succeed most not
complain of his slow and stoa'
dy business, but must make
up bis mind to pass a quiet
life tree from the excitements
and also the cares of others
whose business is full of risks
which h"e avoids.
O'Connell told a story of
an usher in au Irish court one
day being anxious to thin the
courts, and who called out:—
‘All ye blackguards that isn’t
lawyers, quit the coin*.’
A man who goes out on a
lark in theevoning can hard
ly be expected 1o arise with
the lark the next morning or
ling half so joyfully- i
| Well managed clay soil is
i known to be capable of yield*
i iug the largest crops of grain,
| and, if properly drained, with
; greatest certainty. The rea
' son usually given for this is
i that clay is retentive ot both
' manure and moisture. Hut
there is another reason of
scarcely less importance. In
sects that attack the roots of
plants living un«ecn, and of*
ten untbonglit of or unsuspec
ted, find it difficult to live or
work in clay. They cannot
penetrate it, or they perish in
it. And these insidious enes
lilies uro the worst that Hie
farmer or gardener has to
contend with.
One of the most common
mistakes in farming is the a t
tempt to cultivate too much
land. Too much work is laid
out and too little done. One
man and one assistant for 3
oi 4monihs*of the year, will
undertake to crop 80 acres.—
The ground is imperfectly
prepared and poorly seeded.
The whole work is rushed,
and though the labor is per
formed late and early, the
work is never overtaken.—
There is always more to do
than can he done with so few
hands. The result is a hard
year’s woik and no profit,!
with sometimes the conclu**
sion that “farming does not
pay*”_^ ^
There are many farmers
who think it unnecessary to
give a drink of water to a
pig,hut wlm consider the slop
that it receives as ample for
its needs, or that when a pig
is fattening, dry food only is
needed, and that water makes
soft pork. There are many
more who aie liavdly so ig**
norant as this,yet act piecise
ly as though they were, and
-neglect to provide any water
for their slock, bu^; what they
can procure from pond holes
or sljuglis. The consequence
is disease and death. Pure
water is indispensable to the
health of all kinds of stock.
—Rural Canadian.
.
Feeding Sheep.
Farming World : You must
not collect a large flock of
sheep before you get some
thing for them to eat,andlhat
something must be their nat
ural food. That food rs grass,
grass that is sodded and per
jennial. The stomach of a
sheep is small,and he eats but
little at a time,and wants that
littlo often, and every two or
three houis; hence, he should
he where lie could gather his
own food, The tendency of
all kinds of graiu and dry
provender is tw make sheep
unhealthy. A little grain be
fore sending to the shambles
is useful to help fatten,hut fat
itself is a disease, and should
be avoided so far us possible
in ail breeding animals. Like
wise should the othei extreme
—viz: poverty be avoided. I
have seen sheep degenerate
from poverty more in one gen
eration than could he impro
ved iu two or three. 1 have
seen much in the papers about
sheep loving hitter weeds,
briars, sassafras and the like,
and they are good scavengers
for a foul farm. My sheep
love the cultivated grasses
best. I remember once to
have killed some sheep with
sassafras; It wac done by con
fining them too long to the
same territory as well as to
the same food. Sheep need
to have their pastute changed
at least once a month. And
this new pasture is as much
to force them to sleep in a
new place as itjis to give a va
riety of food. No sheep can
be healthy long that s!eeps<m
the same place and over his
own excrement every night.
The Road To Ruin.
Chattanooga Times: There
are several young men in ‘his
city who amuse themselves:
nightly by gambling with
dice or cards. We would like
to say, in ail kindness and as
a well wisher of every one of
these young fellows: Boys,
don’t! There is no good, no
future or even present satis
faction in gambling, it is sure
in the end to make a man a
professional ‘Greek,’ a stroll-!
ing black leg; or? the haljit I
becoming a settle*} and unap
j peasable passion, will ruin the
! one it possesses. Only a few
j weeks ago a young married
| man committed suicide in
Philadelphia. He bad wasted
within a few years an estate
valued at $3,000,000, all lost
jat faro, rouge et noir,roulette,
poker,and other games in this
country, on the'ocean steam
ers and in Europe. Uis wret
ched fate should be a warn
ing to tlie rich and idle.
Tho great temptation to
tamper with funds nnt one’s
own piodiiced by a passion
for any kind of gambling Is
illustrated and emphasized bv
the scores of wrecked lives
and mined reputations scat
tered all along tho highways
of trade,to betound anywhere
in the towns and cities. No
young man can long practice
gambling and retain a nice
sense of honor. It blunts tho
sense of duty all young men
holding trusts should possess
in a high degree; it leads di
lecily to ‘borrowing’ from the
employer’s till; then comes
flagrant robbery, exposure,
sliame, loss of position, vaga
bondage, despair.
Gambling has nearly ruin
ed the morale of tho army.—
Thb practice of wagering on
! the course of tho stock mark-,
ets and future prices of gram,
produce and other marketa-'
ble articles, has broken down
the sense of commercial bon
ier in our large cities, and
j made city life among large
classes merely a game of
chance that is but one remove
from pure swindling and
sneaking theft. Gambling is
I denounced by the laws of Ten
nessee as a crime. The keep
ing of a gaming bouse is a
felony in this State. Perhaps
this may be sufficient bint to
the authorities upon which to
in an t floit to at least modify
and reduce gambling among
our boys and young men.
Revive and Organize Clubs.
This is the season for reviv
ing and organizing Farmer’s
clubs and similar institutions.
Some one well says that if
farmers would keep up with
the spirit of the times they
must meet together and dis
cuss the important questions
that tho age presents. There
is no better school for farm
ers than such oigauizations
offer. Yaluaole information
can be acquired,and the prac
tice of speaking in public is
self improving. Every school
district should have a debat
ing society of some kind to
keep its inhabitants wide a
wake, seeking to be posted on
all the issues of the day.—
Such societies have an excels
lent influence on the young.
Here the young orator gets
bis first lessons and acquires
confidence to express bis
thoughts. Speaking is an art
acquired only by practice,like
all other arts; the earlier in
life tins practice is bad the
more easily is the art acquir
ed. By all means organize so
cieties of some kind in every
district in the country.
What is claimed to be the
largest truck farm in the
South is in Louisiana, near
New Orleans, where the cnK
tivation of very early cabba
ges, cucumbers and tomatoes
are made a specialty tor the
markets of Northern cities.
Last season the yield was a*
bout 900 bairels of cucnmb’*
ers, 8,000 boxes :»t tomatoes,
and 170,000 beads of cabba
ges. In addition to this aeon
siderablo portion of ground
is devoted to the cultivation
of strawberries, cauliflower,
peaches, grapes, etc., and an
apiary yields an annual pro*
d action of about ton barrels
of honey,—Ex.
Stranger Than Fiction.
Washington Gazette: Twen
tv years ago a lady in this;
city was married to an army
officer, and a year afterward !
a plump girl baby blessed the j
union. Major W. and Ins wife
subsequently quaneled aud
parted, Mrs. W. taking the
child with her to Sau Fran
sisco, where, after a few years
she secured ii divorce, and af
terward married a Mr. 11. in
the ‘Golden uity,’ U«r geo*
Ioiul husband died in the
course of time, and about, a
j year or two since slie made
her way back to this city,
with her daughter, who had
grown to a beautiful woman<
I hood, and secured a position
| in one of the departments.
| Major VV. left Washington
;shortly after his seporution
from his wife. Re was mus
tered out of the service, set*
lied down in a Western city
and married again.
The whirligig of lime bro’t
him to the national capital,
where he bocame a govern
ment cltrk. This was some
time before ike arrival of bis
first wife. Time had dealt
gently with both of them,the
ear marks of the destroyer
telling more plainly on the
Major by o slight stoop in ttie
shoulders and a plentiful
sprinkling of gray hairs.
One day not longsince the
Major passed his first wife on
Pennsylvania avenue in com
pany with a pret»y young la
dy. He had not heard from
her in litteen years,ank knew
nothing of her whereabouts
during that time. She knew
him, but did not care to re
cognize him, for she had not
know n his life since they par
ted. The Major looked long
and wistfully at tlie former
partner of his bosom, who
though slightly aged, bore
pleasing traces of her foimer
beauty,and the thought struck
him as ho looked nt hei beau
tiful companion- -This is my
daughter.’
After a search of some
weeks lie discofered that his
former wife and daughter re
sided on Capitol Hill. He
addressed thorn a letter; the
wife did not respond, but al
lowed her daughter to do so.
The latter met her father by
appointment, away from her
mother’s home. That meet
ing is said to have been an
affeeting one. Since that
time the Major has showered
upon his long lost girl not on
ly his parental love, but rare
and interesting gifts, and the
twain can be seen together
on Pennsylvania avenue any
fair day, mixing with the
promenaders. The daughter
still lives with her mother,
who does not speak to,
and lias made no sign to, one
whom she once loved, and
who did not treat her kindly,
she alleges, ic. tlie‘auld lang
syne.’
The reality of the above
story surpasses the romances
we see from week to week up
on the dramatic stage, and
only leminds us of the old,
old truisms that ‘truth is
stranger than fiction.’
RECEIVING CALLS.
‘I am sixteen,7 said Alexia
Ardell, resolutely, ‘and I was
put into long diesses last
month, and I’ve a right to
come down into the parlor
and see company on New
Years day! And I ain sure
that papa would let me, if he
was here and, 1 will!’
Alexia stood in the middle
of the floor, with her fluffy
golden hair falling over her
eyes, her cheeks glowing a
mild pink,and her whole per
sonelle indicative of resolve
and determination in the ex.
tremist degree.
Mrs. Ardell looked at her
in despair. The two Misses
Scarlett, her daughters by a
former marriage, and Alexa’s
not particularly beloved step
sisters, sat as stiff and prim as
two carved marble images.
'Alexia’s temper’ was prover
bial in the family, and these
very proper and precisely be
bayed yonug women were
wont to affect the greatest dis
may at its vehement gnsts.
‘Alexia,’ said Mrs, Ardell
solemnly, ‘in your dear papa’s
absence it is my di'ty to en-»
force his precepts, and carry
out his discipline. You are
a great deal too young to re*
ceive visitors on New Year’s
Day, like Yerena and Bin
mengarde, Yon are to go
back to botrding school to
morrow.’
‘But!’ cried Alexia, in dis^
may, ‘my holiday*; do not ex
pire until Wednesday.’
iThat is very true,’ said Mr*.
At'dellj compressing her thin
j lips to a mere slit;cons»quent
i ly, oou can see how far yon
j have abridged your own pe
! riod of recreation by your un
1 governable will.’
Alexia forgetting all about
the sixteen years,and the long
j dresses, burst into loud weep
ing.
‘Pray, Alexia, don’t be stl
ly,’ said Verena.
j ‘One would think,’ tartly
spoke up Eunengafde, ‘that
you were a child often years
eld. Of course, it is all for
your own good— ’
‘My own fiddlesticks!’ ir
reverently interrupted Alex
ia, as she fled from the apart
meat m floods of undignified
tears.
Hut numbers are certain to
conquer, in the long run; and
S » Judga ArdeU’s daughter
was pa.-ked remorsely off to
boarding school,and Mrs. Ar
deli’s two girls returned to
their consultations with the
dressmaker for the grand gala
day of the year.
Verena, a pallid blonde,
with cold water bine eves,and
colorless flaxen liair, was to
we«r blue damask, ambroids
eved around the shirt in palm
leaves of seed pearls.
Ermengarde, who had a lit.
tie more bloom, and ventured
to call herself a brunette,had
chosen pink satin,with cloud
like draperies of black lace;
While the ma'ron herself, no
bad exemplification of the po
et’s idea of‘fat,fair and forty,’
was to wear ruby velvet,rich
ly trimmed with point apliv
quo lace and a dramond cross,
which in the absence of her
husbands site had hired from
an accomodating jewelei for
the occasion<
WhileAlexia—poor, heart
broken child,—was sent ruth
lessly to the depot, where
Miss Gardiner, the governess,
was telegraped to meet her.
But Miss Gardinei. as it
chanced, did not receive the
message in time, and was not
there; and Mr. Herbert Hel
ullyn'was there!
. Alexia knew him very well.
She had seen him once at. tier
stepmother's. He owned a
brown stone house, fronting
on the Central Park, and a
place near Lake George, call
ed Helullyn Hall. He drove
a pair of superb, high'-step
ping horses, and owned a pri
vate pictuiesgallery; and Er
mengarde Scarlett had selec
ted him as the special target
for the arrows of her hazel
eves, this season.
Mr. Helullyn recognized A1
exia at once.
‘Miss Scarlett’s little sister,
isn’t it?’ said he.
Alexia furtively whisked
a wav her tears, and answer
ed:
* ‘Yes.’
‘Is anything tho matteif
said Mr. Helullyn. ‘Can I
he of service? Play command
me, if—’
‘If you could please take
me homer said eager Alexia.
‘Verry slyly indeed, mind!’—
because I’ve been sent hack
to hoarding-school betoro the
holidays are out, just because
Verena, Ennengarde. and
mamma consider me too lit
tle to see company on New
Year’s Day.’
‘This te a serious trouble in
deed!' said Mr, Helullyn,
laughin g.
*0h, it is, indeed!’ sighed
Alexia. ‘I am sixteen, you
know, and I should so like to
be a young lady, like Verena
and Ennengarde! but you
see,’returning to the subject
‘Miss Gaidiner is not hero to
receive me, and if you would
please take mo back in your
carriage, I would creep in by
the areairate, and perhaps—
perhaps, I shall he ‘at home’
on New Year’s Day, after all
—But,-her large, dark eyes
suddenly blazing into indig
nation, ‘you are laughing at
me!’
‘Not laughing at yon, Miss
Ardoll,’ he hastened to ex
plain—‘only with you!’
‘Miss Ardell!’.
Alexia’s heart leaped at
this delicious tribute to her
young ladyhood. She felt
prouder still when Mr. Hol
ullvn helped her into his car
riage and they drove away.
‘X^sqve um at the gorner of
| flio street, please,’ said Alex
ia. ‘It would never do for
mamma and the girls to see
me in your carnage! And Er
nieugardo would be so vexed!’
And as the little wild gipsv
stole in at the area-gate; and
biibed the cook with a kiss
and a ailing of ambei heads,
not to betray her surrepti
tious re-ent.iHfice into the fam
ily ciiele. While Mr. Helull
yn went' home to wonder
what there was so facinating
in Alexia Ardell’s round,dims
pled luce and liquid dark
eyes, •
*A child indeed!’ho said to
himself. ‘She is a woman,
and a dangeronsly lovely one,
too—only she doesn’t know
it! Eyes like pools of deep
garnet brownjhair all glisten
ing like tangles of sunshine.
Little Alexia, if you could
only seo yourself as others
see you, you might be temp
ted to be vain! 1 shall make
a point of calling at Judge
Ardelfs house on Now Year’s
day, and if Miss Alexia is not
there, I shall certainly en
qiyre for her!’
The pink satin dress vindica
ted Miue. Chaussa’s fame as
an artistic dressmaker; the
blue’damask came in time to
be tried and pronounced ‘per
iod,’ on Saturday night; and
on Monday, the Misses Scar
lett dressed themselyes with
judicious euro, and many la
yings with rose watei and
cations applications of pearl
cream and blush pink.
The drawing-rooms, decor
ated with hot house flowers,
and illuminated, not with
vulgar gas,but with the white
lustre of many wax candles
in myriad-branched candel
abra, had been personally in
spected by Mrs. Ardell before
she went to make her toilet,
and the little room at the
back.where the judge ordina
rily kept his hoots, and oyei*
coats, and Turkish pipes, had
been transform’d into a- smil
ax garlanded bovver, where
faint lights glowed through
shades of Nile-green glass,
and the moat elegant and ics
thetic refreshments were ar
ranged in eleisonne enamell
ed ware, trays of repoussee
silver, and baskets of Dies
den China.
And, just at the time when
Ennengarde was saving to
her sister ‘How do 1 look,
deai?1 and Verena was twist,
ing heseli into the shape of a
letter S, to see the back of
her false pugs and plaitings
in the mirror little Alexia
was enthuiiasticaliv tossing
about the.contents ot an old
chest in the storesroom.which
contained the long forgotten
wardrobe of tLe lirst Mrs.
Judge Ardell.
‘Oh,’ she cried, this is beau
tiful! and she unfolded a
scented robe of lojig China
crape, crimped like the shing
ly bars of the finest sea sand,
embroidered in fantastic figs
ures of scarlet silk. ‘I’ll wear
this.’
‘But it's so odd and old
fashioned, miss,1 said Louisa,
the maid.
‘That is the very charm of
it!’ pronounced Alexia. ‘Ql>,
do make baste, Louisa, with
my bail! Aje you sure yo^
can do it like fhff plate in the
fashion book?’
Mrs. Ardell was airanging
the folds of the point lace ovs
er her shoulders, when Miss
Verena rushed up staiis.
‘Mamma, Ennengarde!’she
cried, ‘who is the lady down
stairs?’
‘The lady down stairs!’ re
peated both mother and
daughter in amazement.
-‘Receiving Mr. Helullyn
in our drawing room!’ cried
tireathless Verena. ‘In the
loveliest dead'White dross,
brocaded in scarlet silk, and
long golden hair braided with
antique Homan pearls.’
‘My dear,’ said Mrs. Ar
dell, ‘you must be crazy!’
And botltshe and Ennen
garde barrie^ down stairs,
just in tjmo to see the beau
tiful young intruder courte
sy a gracious greeting to two
of thejeunesse doree of "New
York.
‘Ah!’ said Alexia, with the
utmost self posessiou, ‘here is
mtutuu* aow, aud my sisters,
; Don’t move, Mr.. Helullyn/
she added in a lower toner
I’in qnite safe now. Mamma
wou’t dare to scold ino be-*
fore company/. , . . ■
And Mis. Ardell and the
Misses Scarlett were forced
to digest tiieir rage and mor*.
I ideation as best they could. |
For Alexia outshone thein:
as a real, crimson-hearted
rose outshines the inillener’s.
false presentiment—as the di
amond outshines the wretch*
ed paste ornament—and they
knew it but too well.
| But success excuses every-,
tiling, and Mrs. Ardeil could
not but perceive that the.
quaint young beauty, in the
antique dress, was emphatic
ally a success.
‘Alexia,’ she cried, when
there was a tempoiary lull in
the stream of callers,how dar
ed you play us such a trickl’
‘1 did it for fun mamma,'
said Alexia. ‘And it you
scold me, 1 shall tell Mr. He-?
lullyn. It was ho that b/o’t
me back from the depot, and,
he is my friend.’
‘i never heard anything *o
insolent in my life!’ cried Er
mengarde Scarlett, turning
pale with auger.
‘She ought to be locked up
for a week on bread aud wa-,
ter,’ sardVerena,passionately.'
But Alexia only arched
her eyebrows and smiled.
During that New Year’s,
day the child had bloomed
out into a woman. Alexia
had discovered her own talis
man of power.
They could none of them
evei scold or tvranize over
• l
her again. She had no more
fears of being sent back to
boarding school.
Bur Miss Ermengarde Scar
lett. could hardly conceal her
spite the next day when Mr,
Helullyn came to Alexia out
to drive, nor when boquets ’
with cards attached, kept ars
riving for Alexia.
‘Mamma,’ she said, ‘what
is to bo done?’
‘Nothing, that I can see,'
said Mrs. Ardeil, dryly. ‘The
child can’t help being a beau
ty, I suppose.’
T tried my best to keep her .
back,’ sighed Mrs. Ardell;bul
site has precipitated herself
into society.’
And pretty Alexia Ardeil
reigned the belle of tlie seas
on, and in the spring Mr. He
lullyn asked her fathei for
her hand in marriage. The
judge, honest man, stared iu
amazement.
‘I—I thought that it was
Efmengar Jeyoti fancied!’ said
he. I knew she liked you!’
‘1 am too much honored,’
said Mr, Helullyn, without
changing a feature; ‘but I
have never aspired to that
honor. It’s Alexia, and Al
exia only, that I love.
‘Oh!’said the judge. ‘Well,
suit yourself—suit yourself!’
And so before she was quite *
seventeen, Alexia Ardeil was
married, and Ermengarde
and Verona had the drawing
room all to themselves upon
the next. Now Year’ day.
But they were not satisfied,-'
after all. Some people nevec
are satisfied.
Cured By Laughter,
In a treatise on laughter,
Joubert gives a cnrious in
stance. A patient, being low
with fever, and the physician
in attendance at a loss as to
how he should procure reac
tion, had onlered a dose of
rhubarb, bit after tlie medi
cine had been prepared, fear-,
ing its debilitated effects, the
order was counteimanded.
Not long after, a pet monkey
belonging to the patient, that
Tad Teen hi the
while, seeing the goblet, slip
ped slyly up and touched it
to his lips. The first taste
was probably novel, and he
made a comical grimace. An
other sip,and he got ilie sweet
of the syrup Aha! His vis
ion brightened. He cast a
glance around,and then drank
it to the bottom,where bo got
the fall strength of the ilm
barb. Mercy! What a face
he made. The visage of
of the disgusted monkey
spoke volumes at he hard tried
to spit out thu horrible taste,
but finding that impossible,
he seized tlie goblet and hur
led it to the floor, smashing
it into a hundred piooes.
The scone was so ludicrous
that the sick mail burst into
a lit of laughter that lasted
until bis nurse came in, Aud
when he tried to tell her be
laughed again, until he sank
back exhausted in a profuse
perspiration,which lasted un
til he fell asleep. When her
awoke the fever was broken
aud he recovered.