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"On* Went Jas' no I From lilt 1
Mj Jem* theri-pmyoldert boy
Aad Jotm'a in Kanaaa—ao In Jane
Sho married on* Elnatfaan Payno
And mother, too—«be wanU to
No musket over aoattertd *o
tUen It Alius
p'intn one way—
Biaht where tlin big Per-arie* lay.,
iMwixt thorn two—Death and thtftVat—
They get our youngoat,itrougegt, feat.
,,j. It« queer the graveyard keeps a-g owing,
Aa if nobody drrained of potug I
It'a there, right whore theui broortiof twrtji
Are aweeping
in the bree/I 7
A queen bee in an empty hive J,
lit all of inlno that's left alive.
I call them dtad never aee,
The W eat or Heaven's all one to m»
I wait and wait—God give me gracol
TUoy don't.conin back to either plac*.
Tharn inlieii and mllr-n of level land,
And every tree brought up byiiand—
Tho »ky shut down around the green
AH tmu«
any Roup tureen:
Poor xhow for David with htii aling,
And not a pebble fit to fling I"
80 talked the Manaachnaett man. '1
And then paused for breath and tuon began:
I bear you have," the farmer Mid,
A creature with a hone's head,
A cricket* body, dragon's wings,
The long hind legs of a kangaroo,
The hungriest of created things,
That eatu a landscape through and through
A boarding-house for bugs may be
A piacc for yon, but not for me."
Alas! old man!" I sadly said,
They are indeed most nobl/ fed
You tauut us with no dainty touch,
Hut had those creatures boarded here,
It would have savod us inany a fear
They could not harm you very much,
And then, it cannot bc.dcnied,
They surely would have starved and died!"
I wouldn't swap the old Bay State,'
The farmer cried, with voice elate,
H« stood upright In every joint
As any exolamation point,
And hoe and stone struck instant fire,
As if he thus touohed off his ire—
I wouldn't swap the old Day dtate,
Its rugged rocks miLaMaMnifnat,
For land as leVHaw a hone.
Already fenced and needed down.
Our grain stands slender in the shock,
The grUts are light we send to mill,
But then wo gave you Plymouth Rock,
Where Freedom's clearings first begin
The world takes stock in Bunker Hill,
Where Freodom put the sickle in.
You've Ingens weht, but we're ahead
Our Boston Mohawks alius led,
That took a pargo of Bohea.
.. Ai{d stepped a drawing in the sea,
And asked young Liberty to tea 1
They stuff at Boston, and they dub
The good old town the Yankee 'Bub.'
What all it means I never knew,
way at least, it may bo true:
I know its gritty boys go out
Like spikes of wheels, to reach the rim
That binds croation all about.
Till West and East and Soutb and North,
You hoar their whistle or hymn
Around tho felly of the earth!"
The old man heard the diuner-liorn,
And stumped away imong the corn.
The truth hud lighted up nia face,
And lent the furrowed features grace,
lie turned, and called across the lot,
There's om thing more I 'most forgot:
If you si Jem, or John, or Jane,
Jes' tell 'cm where you've been to-day
That I yet walk tho narrow laoo,
Wbode end is growing mighty plain,
And that I send them far away,
One word l'roui Massachusetts sod,
The blessings of their father's God
And tcil them, too, an Eastern boy
Must make a man in Iiiinoi
1 he chimney wore a plume of smoke,
The wife stood watching at the door,
Good-by old man, for
aver more.
1 come to tell the words he Bpoke,
And Jem, and John, and Jane aro here
1 bid the boys and girls good cheer!
Wfcit wonder timt (he human drift
Is Westward ever for the gift?
The Magi traveling from the Kast,
Each robed and bearded Orient prie6t
Grew wiser as he Westward went.
Who would havo heard a breath of them
Had they not folded up their tent
And Htar-led come tn Batlilcbem 7
No man in all the ages faced
The West, and met that great athlete,
The Hun, bound East. Uis golden feet
Unwearied walk disa»tered waste,
Tread out the stare, In blossom every rood,
Like embers in a traveled street,
And make vast sky a solitude
For hermit glory all his own,
This Westward going, ever-moving sun.
B. W Taylor.
All the wild waves rocked in shadow,
And the world was dim and gray.
Dark and tilent, hushed and breathless,
Waiting calmly for the day.
And tho golden Jighl came stealing
O'er the mountain tops at last,
Flooding vale and wood and upland-
It was morning—nipht was past.
There they lay—the silvery waters,
Fruitful for( sta, glade and lawn
All in beauty, new created
By the angel ef the dawn.
So my spirit sl#pt in twilight
All was quiet, gray, and still,
Till the dawn of love came stealing
Over hope's suow-creBted hill.
Then the dim world woke in glory,
And the iris dyos grew bright
On the wavi sand woods and valleys,
In a morning flood of light.
Ah th*- vinsjardsjrtirt-ilie garden*
Ah the treasures rich and rare,
Full of endless life and beanty,
Which that dawn created there.
He Was a Stranger, and Slio Took'Him In.
little conversation took place, one
morning, on the top floor of a dingy old
lodging-house in the metropolis, that led
to strange results. It was in the front
room, but made its way very readily
through the chinks and crannies in the
mortar to the neighboring apartment,
where little Miss Titrpin
replied the young doctor,
"Can I
that wants money,
means, and content, is without three
good friends.'"
have my money to-night
think not"
It is extremely doubtful."
you must get out of here.
want my room."
When do you
to collapse beneath him,
and fro the length
her frugal breakfast. The toasting-fork
nearly fell from her hand, and her dimity
apron narrowly escaped being seduced
by a presumptuous flame from the grate,
when the harsh, gruff voice of her land
lord fell upon her ear.
want my money," said Mr. Shad
and many other excuses could be made
for his folly availed little just now. A
systematic course of semi-starvation and
overwork had broken his indomitable
spirit, and turned the rose-colored
dreams to an exceedingly geeeniHli-lmecJ
The only patient he had had during his
months' stay .with Mr. Shadratth Waa a
poor little work-woman in the neighbor
ing room, a washed-out, timid, wretched
little Qreatnre, with scarcely enough
stamina about her to rally after a slight
pneumonia. Her littlo fee had been
ready for him after every visit—in fact,
obtrusively ready, for it was out of the
question, of course, to take the money.
"It was merely a neighborly service,"
he had said, when, upon his fifth visit,
.lie found her up and at work agftin, and
upon his departure she had stammered
out something about his bill. Iam
only too glad, Miss—Miss—"
Turpin," she had wliispered.
To be of service to yon, and beg
you will coll me-whenever my presence
is desirable."
Miss Turpin faltered out her thanks.
A burning blush chased tho pallor out
of her face, as warmly he pressed her
trembling hand in his and bade her
good by.
"Poor little devil!" he said, as he
strode away to tho lecture-room. It's
bad enough for a great strong ox like
myself to battle with this grim old
grindstone of a world but for a misera
ble little waif like timt—pliew, it's mons
He thought of her pityingly till he
crossed the threshold of the college,
then gave himself up to the subject in
hand, which so engrossed his mind that
he forthwith forgot the existence of little
Mian Turpin. But she, upon her part,
repeated over and over the words of young
Dr. Blake, blushing again when she be
came conscious of tho fact that she reatly
had the temerity to dwell upon this
genial but commonplace courtesy.
Miss Turpin's work was delicate and
artistic, but not soul-absorbing, like the
doctor's. She could tint her photo
graphs all the better for this little epi
aode in lier life. The vines and tendrils
took tender shapes under her deft little
lingers a shy, sweet melancholy helped
to make the shadows at least more and
more perfect under the rose-buds grew
the thorns but there seemed to lurk
wen in their cruelty a subtle, Inysterious
"charm. It was enough for Miss Turpin
to dream. The physical and practical
reality of tho doctor's nearness, perhaps,
had its weight, but not consciously so,
to the little women. She never ventured
to get up a cough or cramp for the sake
of stamping more clearly his shape into
tliese vague but extravagaut feats of
fancy. In truth, so timid and afraid was
die of a pulsation of practical joy, she
actually shunned and'shrank from its
As soon as possible."
Will to-morrow do
leave me, friend the room
shall be yours on to-morrow morning."
young medical student was a man
of spirit, and would have vacated these
very alluring premises
at once, but
he had not where to lay his heal, and
there seemed a vital necessity just then
for some such proceeding on his part.
He had disoovered,
two days before,
the faltering and shabby source of his
pecuniary supplies had suddenly failed,
and the knowledge that he was without
money or friends in a strange city, to
gether with an inability to beg, borrow or
steal, had robbed him of sleep. The
loss of this necessary rest to a tired
brain and worn out body rendered him
the prey to many different sensations
during and after Mr. Shadrach's visit.
An iron band seemed to compass his
forehead, his eye-balls burned, his hands
•hook, his knees seemed at timos
But more and more imposing, grander
and grander, grew this one figure of her
fancy, around which revolved the satel
lites'of health and wealth, popularity and
fame—all that could render life sweet or
Perhaps it is detrimental to my hero
ine to say that she would have been quite
conteut to have lived upon the fruit of
hto own fancy for tho remainder of her
neural life. Had circumstances com
pelled her to change her abode, and had
she thus lost sight of Dr. Blake, the
dreams would have gone along just the
saiie, the fact of lus dying in a neigh
boring hospital of weakness and want,
anfl the-quenching of -all her-material ia
a punper's grave, not interfering in the
leait with Miss Turpin's airy fabric. It
wosld have been impossible to convince
Mies Turpin that he could reach so dire
an Kxtromity, had not the knowledge
beeii forced in upon her ia a way that
she could not refuse.
Site absolutely heard "the gruff voice
of ilr. Shadrach upon the morning in
quettion, and the low, musical, but bit
terly-mocking words of the doctor in re
She sat down upon the rug, and clasped
both her hands. Ho was going away,
then? Until that moment she had not
realized the extent of such a disaster.
She could feave borne, perhaps, to have
been compellod to go away herself, be
cause the inevitable for her had become,
long since, a matter of course bnt to
have the iron hand of inexorable neces
sity grasp this young man was terrible.
He of the flashing eyes, the lordly mien,
the exultant step—for thus had little
Miss Turpin been wont to classify the
somwhat alluring personal attractions
of young Blake—he to become the prey
of adverse destiny!
Miss Turpin's breakfast,(that morning,
was failure. By dint of long practice,
and an exceedingly graciouH gift in
housewifery, she had always managed to
get np extraordinary little meals for her
self. It was as if a little sooty angel sat
tip ivloft in the cliimuey and assisted the
culinary efforts of the lone little woman.
Her ioast wRJ3of brown the most golden,
her coffee was of Mocha the most deli
cious, her bit of steak so juicy and ap
petizing that sometimes poor Blake in
the neighboring room, with some chunks
of brown bread floating helplessly in a
chalky fluid before him, finding this sa
vory odor under his nostrils, raised his
clenched hand at the stern \roll between
them in envy and despair.
Bnt even the little angel in the chim
ney became impatient with the behavior
of littlo Miss Turpin, that morniug.
The little woman, usually so praotical
and* capable, while straining her ear to
listen to a faltering, stumbling step in
the next room, deliberately burned the
toast knd boded the coffee, and the sooty
wings spread themselves, taking flight
in dia»ppointment and disgust
the end of it all, and why
hid he been such a fool
ooald pursue the study of medicine with
the wretched capital
held her
he walked to
the dreary
for lack of more nourishing food
chewing the cad
of many a bitter fancy.
He asked himself over and over again if
to fancy he
a worn sat body,
a distracted mind, and scarcely money
enough to keep flesh upon
That an indomitable spirit had prompted
him to go on hoping for a little desultory
practice by the way that the' rose-color
with which youth and inexperience are
apt to tint those fallacious dreams had
MM all too vivid in his oMe—that thap
the familiar
footstpp passed lier door, and slowly,
went down tho worn-eatsn stairs.
Where was he going Wha£ would
he dof She had read sometimes
of an
working hours were ovefr,
the shided hunp upon the table dt her
ride, the coals leaping and blazing in the
grate, her
little slippered feet
fender—she had read of people
who, having neither money, means, nor
oonteit, had drifted into a moment
frenzy and despair, and thus leeped the
awful bar that separates the known from
the mttmown, content to risk any
fate but
that wpich awaited (hem hare. She had
ad t$US
of poor, strange unfortunates,
and h^ h^ar^b&4 ached in th«ir behalf.
But now? Well, now her heart almost
ceased to beat. She put away her work
—of what avail was it, all blotted and
blurred by her tears, or ruined by her
shaking brush All day she feared and
trembled at night-fall some intuitive
hopo caused her to brighten the fire,
cook a dainty meal, and, placing the ta
ble opposite the door, leave the tempt
ing, cozy room open upon tho wind
swept, gloomy corridor.
Then she waited and waited and wait
ed. The clock struck at midnight then
1, 2, 8, from a neighboring belfry the
moal was cold the fire bnrned low the
chill, gray morning had almost dawned,
when at last it came yes—thank Ood!
faltering and slow, but it was his foot
steps none other could quicken little
Miss Turpin's pulse.
He reached the landing, the doot of
her room. Why, truly, he did pause—
yes, and stagger, in.
Any other woman but this, perhaps,
would have recoiled with disgust and
horror, and, above all, with fear, for the
yoijmg man was evi lently not himself.
Hi» rffiir, damp and disheveled, hung in
heavy disorder about his face and neck
hk eyes, glossy and lurid, blazed upon
hers a red Same burned in his cheek a
slight foam flecked his trembling lips.
Ho fell into the chair at the table,
and looked wonderingly upon the food
before him but that which would have
been frdhtically devoured, six hours be
fore, was like the ashes of bitt niess to
himnon. rie hod not tasted food for
th°rt/-six hours. But it was not hunger
that tortured him it was thirst—an ap
palling thirst.
He drank the pitcher of water from
Miss Turpin's hand, and looked plead
ingly for more.
Don't be afraid to give the patient
water," he murmured, eagerly. "In
cases of febrile debility they sometimes
suffer—suffer. I recommend, by all
means, water—water—water!" Then he
fell back with a groan of agony.
Miss Turpin ran out of the room' and
down the stairs pounded on the-door of
the G. rman tailor below, who, with his
wife and five children, were enjoying in
sleep the only immunity granted them
from endless labor and toil bade "him
fly for the best jloctor in the neighbor
hood ran up the stairs again like a deer,
and found Dr. Blake insensible, his
head thrown back upon the chair, his
stertorous breathing audible in the cor
ridor below.
The little German returned with the
very best medical aid in the vicinity,
even that of the eminent Dr. Havershaw
All this fuss and confusion hod aroused
Mr. Shadrach, who followed them up
the stairs'and protruded his long, hairy
chin in the doorway.
It is, perhaps, best that you shoul 1
know, madam," said the surgeon to little
Miss Turpin, that it is a doubtful case.
Yonr husband is in a very criticBl condi
tion. If this worthy man will assist me,
we will get him to bed. Our only hope
is a powerful sedative at once."
The worthy man alluded to was Mr.
Shadrach, whose eyes almost left then
sockets when he found the doctor pre
paring to put his young lodger in Mi*s
Turpin's led.
"Why—why," he gasped, looking
over at Miss Turpin, "this won't do,
__*11 ii.
Wlii its
Miss Turpin bowed her head. She
could not speak, but it seemed to her
that her heart made all the noise that
was necessary. Its convulsive throbs
moved the shawl she had thrown about
her shoulders.
Don't chatter here,"said the doctor,
thinking Mr. Shadrach was addressing
him. Just do what I bid you, and the
more quietly, the better.
Half an hour after, Miss Turpin was
alone again, save for the body of the
doctor that lay upon the bed. He was
helpless there, perhaps dying his face
was strange and distorted, his eyes half
closed. A confused, unintelligible mur
mur flowed from his lips, his hands
clinched and unclinched at times a
groan seemed wrung from his vitals.
Miss Turpin's features were pale and
haggard, her eyes streaming with tears.
Yet, in the midst of an anguish that par
took of despair, with throes of pain and
terror unspeakable, there was born to
her a solemn and almost sinister joy, the
first ever given to that sterile soui
When the doctor came in the evening,
he thought he had never seen so patient
and noble a face there was something
in it that went to his heart
"Be comforted," he
"let us
rely upon the youth and strong physique
of your husband."
The incoherent utteringsof his patient
attracted the doctor's attention. Sharp
and strong sentences fell upon his ear,
that excited his professional curiosity.
When he heard from Miss Turpin of the
enthusiasm and zeal of the young stu
dent, as much as she dared tell him of
his defeated aspirations and hopes, the
good doctor's eyes kindled with sym
him only get well," he said,
we will sweep these lions out of his
Miss Turpin smiled thrbugh her tears.
He will get well, thanks to yon," she
"And to
you," he added, looking
around the room wit'-I approbation.
her own little conch near by pretty
shadowy pictures upon the walls, tinted
her awn hands—an eloquent silence
reigning over all.
is lucky for yonder lad," thought
jthe doetor,
"that in all this big,
ed barrack, tho one little snuggery ishiq
And so the days went by, each onc&
freighted with hope and fear. There
came one at lasfupon which rested the
life or death of the young student
time tins evening,"said the
doctor to Miss Turpin,
"he will
Til* Early
"Hew to the Line, Let the Chips FaU Where They May.'
torture. Now her labor, her joy, her
life, were done.
A strange facet What face could be
stranger than her own
"Tut, child I" said the doctor "I
thought you liad more courago. There
is every hope for him. Can't you bear
joy as you have sorrow? I only want
tmit he shall first see the face of his wife,
the dearest to him in the world."
He put down his hands to her, but
still she hid her face from his. Her
whole frame trembled. She wished at
lliat moment, so happy seemed her fate,
that she could die then and there.
"Oh,*doctor," said she, lifting her
eyes to his, how can I tell you? how
can I make you know I am not -his
The doctor drew book epldly but as
her frank, earnest eyes Ciiaght his own,
he could not resist the innocent pleading
there. She might be a poor Magdalen
even, but he had never seen so child-like
and yet womanly a creature.
"We must think of nothing now but
our patient," he said gently your face
is at least familiar and dear to him."
Alas! no," she said it is strange,
almost unknown. It is fir better I should
go away."
Then she told the doctor all. And as
she went on to confess how she had
dared shelter this poor neighbor of hers,
without a roof to cover him, without
money, without friends, sick unto death
helpless and alone—how she had dared
at any risk to shelter him and to nurse
him back to life—tho good surgeon's
eyes blinked under'his shaggy brows.
He put his heavy hand in benediction
upon her bowed head.
"Thou good little Samaritan!" he
And two big, hollow, handsome eyes
upon the white bed in the corner also
filled with tears. He was so weak, this
poor young Blake, that he could scarcely
help sobbing outright at so touching a
Why—why," he faltered to himself,
"in little Miss Turpin's room 0 thou
merciful Heaven! in little Miss Turpin's
bed! With the cheery little fire in the
grate to foil yonder biting blast, with all
the knick-knacks and furbelows about—
the little pictures on the wall, her bird
cage at the window, and a neat little med
icine-stand, with lots of spoons in vari
ous doses, each spoon with little Miss
Turpin's name and to her, then, under
Heaven, I owe my life! Ah, may God
do so to me, and more also, if I desert
little Miss Turpin, or let little Miss Tur
pin desert me!"
And now," said the sweet, sad voice
of little Miss Turpin, take me to his
bed side. I am foolishly weak I can
scarcely see. Let me look upon him
just once more before I go. You will
take care of him now, doctor, won't
you But let me say good-by."
The doctor, undecided, scarcely know
ing what to say, half carried her to the
Good-by, good-by," she said, bend
ing over him, her warm tears falling on
his pale, sunken face, her hot, tremb
ling hands clasping themselves together.
But suddenly two other hot trembling
hands seize'hers in a feeble grasp—the
hollow, sunken eyes of the student fas
ten themselvos upon Miss Turpin's face
with a hungry tenderness.
"Oh, no, he said, "you cannot go
from here, not for the world yon see
the good doctor has said it will not do
to have a strange face at my bed-side.
Yours is the dearest to me in the world.
I love you, Miss Turpin. It is, perhaps,
TTBtsdrfato offer you but, eh-} -be-still
more generous—be my wife. I have,
dear little Miss Turpen—oh! I have
loved you long!"
He didn't say how long he was too
weak to talk. He didn't tell her that
perhaps his
What mattered it? Cannot love be as
strong as life and deep as the sea, how
soever and when it is borne Good Dr.
Havershaw took care of their fnture. It
began in a neat, two-story brick, with a
big brass sign upon the door, to which
the worthy surgeon- drew attention
enough to set the pot boiling.
And now in her stylish brougham,
with a liveried lackey at her command,
with her rustling silks and dainty laces,
with her wildest fancies more than
realized, who could find fault with the
fate of little Miss Turpin?
of Coal.
Bituminous coal, or sea coal,
About the year
consciousness be sure that you do not
leave his bedside. I would hot for the
worid, at that critical moment, that a
strange face should
meet his own."
Miss Turpin turned pale, andstretohed
out her hands with
a gesture of entreaty,
Then ahe dipped FROM her chair to ber
I knees,
and from thence to the floor.
Now had oome the supreme moment of
-Tr3T6V .?,• -, jr.
known upward of a thousand years
in the year
of iron untilabout sixteen years ago.
So early
suddenly metamorphosed into
the model of
chamber for the sick. The
open fire, with itsX cheering blaze and
ventilating draught the subdued
the white and
but it being
warm drapery of
the bed
Romantic Story of art Indiana Hoy's Adven
tures in th« Wilds of Kraztl.
An Iudianapolis correspondent relates
the following romantic tale: Sanford
Morris, of this city, lies just received
from his son, Ernest Morris, the boy
naturalist, now seeking fame and speci
mens in Brazil, a letter which tells the
most romantic tale of his good fortune in
quite a different field. Nearly two years
ago young Morris, enthusiastic in natu
ral history and only eighteen years of
age, left Indianapolis, struck the Ohio,
and reached New Orleans by a Bkiff voy
age, and thence sailed for Para, in Bra
zil, intending to ascend the Amazon an 1
collect specimens in the wild and un
known forests of South America. Re
ports of his explorations have been re
ceived and published from time to time,
as he reached points of communication
along the ronte. He has ascended the
fountains of the Amazon in Equador,
hundreds of miles beyond the point
reached by the naturalist Bates, sent out
some years ago by the British Govern
ment, and furnished with unlimited
means. Accounts of his wonderful ad
ventures and successful career as a lover
of science having reached the ears of the
Smithsonian Institute and various scien
tific associations in New York and Phila
delphia, he has been engaged in deliver
ing lectures on his return, and an East
ern publishing house will launch his
journal in book form. He writes to his
family here relating the grandest of all
adventures yet The story is as follows,
and reaJn like a chapter from the Ara
bian Nights:" While encamped one
evening on the banks of the Amazon,
near Santarm, below Villa Franca, a
furious storm arose. While preparing
shelter with palms he saw a young In
dian maiden on the stream in alight
canoe, and trying to make the shore be
fore the storm came on. She was not equal
to the task, and Morris,'noticing she was
being drawn slowly toward the powerful
current, swam boldly out to her rescue,
at great peril to himself, and pushed the
canoe safely to the shore. Her grati
tude took the shape of an invitation to
conduct her home. The young hero ac
cepted, and after a weary tramp, and
some snarpshootingat wild beasts on the
way, reached her home, only to find, to
his surprise that her father was a native
chief of a powerful Brazilian tribe, and
owned title deeds to the vast region ly
ing between the Amazon river and the
Sierra Aeary range of mountains, and
that the girl was his only child. The
old chief overwhelmed him with kind
ness and gifts, has taken him into the
family, and now offers him the hand of
Miss Princess, who is extremely beauti
fnl and wears a diamond-studded girdle
that would ransom a king. He promises
Morris countless treasures from his dia
mond beds and gold fields, and the help
of his whole tribe in collecting speci
mens but his pride is pitched in a royal
key, and before marriage can take place
lie insists that the son of science shall
take the Indian beauty to his American
home as a sister and obtain the consent
of his parents to the match. The father
runs a 10x12 lamp store here, and though
he cautioned Ernst not to get mixed up
with any of those girls down there, he
shows a disposition to favor this diamond
future for his son.
Tiie Reign of Alexander
twenty-first anniversary
dated only a little
half-hour back, when he listened to
that wondrously touching little story of
two milliards, the budget was
roubles, there were only
but did not come into
general use until tho sixteenth'century,
not used in the manufacture of
iron until tho seventeenth century.
Anthracite coal came gradually into use
so late as the nineteenth century, and
was not
fuel in the manufacture
Mr. Morris, who
had a large tract of land in Schuylkill
Coufity, Penn., procured a
qu ntity
ooal therefrom, and took it to Philadel
phia city, but he was unable with all his
hernia exertions
to bring.-it into notice,
and abandoned all-his plains. Fr6m that
time until 1806 it
was talked
erally made
kilometres of railways, the river naviga
tion had
steamers, the people were
in serfdom and had no right of real pro
perty, there was no popular education,
administrative. To uuy jus­
tice has undergone liberal reforms, in
cluding the introduction of juries or bar
risters there are
schools the people have been enfran
chised, are endowed with property and
have the right of voting
metres of railways are at work, and
are being constructed there are
packets and
the budget is
merchant vessels
roubles. The
purchase of the property given to the
freed peasants has cost
roubles, and the railways
The total new expenditure would amount
to two milliards, which with the pre
vious debt would form four milliards.
Yet the public debt is only
more thau twenty-one years ago. Such
are the blessings of the reign of Alexan
executing the last wishes of his
augnst father, daily caring for peace,
and making the welfare of the nation
the aim of his whole life.
Iudians In the Dominion of
anthracite coal
known to abound in
Sohnylkill, in the
of a different quality
from that known as sea coal of bitumin
ous coal, and being hard of ignition, it
was deemed
useless until the year
when a Pennsylvania blacksmith, named
Whiteatone, brought it into notice. His
success in burning it
induced persors to
dig for it but when found, every per
son connected with the enterprise had to
experiment on its combustion, and vain
were the attempts to burn it by the
majority of them, and all came to the
that it would not come into
general use.
15,000 (roughly
the oounty
State of
The total, nujnber of Indiana is the
Dominion is returned at
speaking) are in
in Quebec,
Manitoba and the Northwest Territories,
in Rupert's Land, and
British Columbia Nova Scotia and New
Brunswick each containing less than
while Prince Edward's Island
only contains
These figures,
pecially those relating to the unsettled
and semi-nomadic tribes of the North
west, can only be taken as approximat
ing truth. With regard to these latter,
no attempt can be made to compare
their present with their past numbers,
for all such statistics must necessarily
bo of little value. But in the more set
tled Provinces
some approach to accu
racy may
be reasonably looked for, and
so we find that among the Ontario tribes
the increase during the
past year is noted
and the decrease as
Toronto Mail.
as a
humbug when accidentally a bed of coal
was found
a. tail race for a
water wheel for a forge, winch induced
another Blacksmith, David Berlin, to
make a trial of
JK His suooess
which induced
others to try to barn Pennsylvania coaL
—Scientific American.
of ugly
this winter in the Hudson river, a few
miles below Albany, threatening the
closing of the channel.
42 in
bec the increase is 22 and the
in Nova Soojtia the increase ia16
and the decrease
in New Brunswick
*24'and the
A. Core Discovered tor Hydrophobia.
The New York Sunday Mercury says
the discovery has been made of a remedy
for hydrophobia. This remedy is known
as wooraria, a most vindeht poiaQn, ob
tained only in Sonth America. Tho
Mercury crtea a core in the case of a
man named Jamee McCarthy, of Jersey
City, who was bttlen several weeks ago
by a dog. l& bite derrioped ihto hy
ihotfia andthe attendingphysiciani I fities
decided to
k\i :{M
wooraria. Three hypodermic injections
into the arm of one-third of a groin
each time were administered, an im
provement being apparent after each
one. He speedily recovered With no ill
effect from the poison.
Detroit Iteform.
It has so happened that a certain De
troit policeman has arrested a certain
rough character named "PiousJim"
five different times, and that the follow
has been heavily fined or sentenced to
the house of correction each time. Three
or four days ago Pious Jim came out
of prison on his last sentence, and hunt
ing up the officer, said
I've made a change in my life.
going to be good after this."
The officer congratulated him on his
new departure, and promised his moral
aid to assist him. Jim said that he had
planned to get married the next evening,
and he stuck and hung until the officer
agreed to be on liand and stand as his
right-hand man. He received directions
how to reach the house, and next even
ing approached it at the hour agreed
upon. The blue coat was picking his
way through the alley when a frozen
cabbage struck him on the mouth. He
started to ran, thinking of the flesh
shower in Kentucky, when a deluge of
old oyster cans came pelting down, a
brick cut a hole in the back of his head,
and a pail of cold water came over the
fence and drenched him to the hide.
He went out of the alley on a gallop,
followed by more frozen potatoes, and
as he sat down on a crosswalk to bind
np his head the voice of "Pious
Jim came to him through the darkness,
If the o'd shot gun hadn't missed
fire you'd have seen something better
than a fox hunt around here!"—Free
A Contrary Mole.
A farmer in this county (says a North
Carolina paper) has a mule so awfully
contrary that he can do nothing with it.
Put him in harness, ana it is hard to say
which way he will travel. Put a saddle
on him, and he appears to doze, but to
try to mount him, and he will all of
a sudden begin to kick every way—
straight out, straddle-bug, with all four
legs at once. As to eating, he will eat
anything, from his feed-trough up to a
wooden saddle. The owner took a not
tion to have him shod, but he kicked ou
the blacksmith shop and returned home.
The owner tried to kill him, some time
back, so he tied his ears with a trace
chain and rode him for *six consecutive
days and nights as hard as he could
under whip and spur. The fact is, that
he nearly killed himself in the effort, and
had to be carried up-stairs to bed, and
his firm belief was that the mule would
die that night bnt, to his astonishment,
the next morning he found that the
mule had kicked to death a Chester sow
weighing 300 pounds, bit apiece out of
his horse's shoulder, ate up a saddle,
blanket and bridle, tore down the fence,
acid was splurging about, more devilish
than ever, to find something else meaner
to do.-
Adventures.of a Forger.
way of the transgressor is hard.
letter from St. Peterburg says
Buss a celebrates to-day
(March 2)
Fuller, President of the Cha-
pin Paper Company of Norwich, Conn.,
just arrested for a
had a very good time since he
cleared out, last June. He
had but
NW-JRSIGN iouud_a
that he
when he left, and he has since
hecn^vsrjr defltit8tsr^dhas sagsl^iioeh
the time in tramping.
about Pennsylvania and DelawaM^fi||t
of the time pioking peaches at seventy'
five cents a day, and part of the time
doing odd jobs
as a
carpenter. He met
a man who had held a responsible posi
tion in a Southern State, but had been
obliged to flee to escape- punishment for
fraud. They formed a regular partner
as tramps,
and each gave the other
half of what he had. Fuller's partner,
however, at last betrayed him for the re
ward that had been offered. Fuller now
says he wants to hide his head in the
State prison as soon as possible.
English vs. Arab Horses.
In order to prove the actual difference
in speed, bottom and other points in
controversy between English and Arab
horses, it said that the well-known race
horse owner, Mr. Chaplin,
M. P.
London, has purchased and has actually
in training at Newmarket four first-class
Arabs that cost an average of
They are said to be the best that oould
be bought, of
the purest blood, and en
joy a great reputation in their own coun
In answer to Mr. Chaplin's effort
Sir John Astley says that he will run his
five-year old brown horse Scamp every
day for a fortnight over
the Beacon
miles, one furlong and
yards) at Newmarket, one down, t'other
come on," for as much money
aa Mr.
Chaplin can rake together.
The States of Mexico which are en
gaged in the present revolutionary
ment are Puebla, Oaxacsi and Vera Crux.
These are among flie principal Slates of
that Bepnblic, and they have the sym
pathy of no less than seven other States,
which also threaten to secede and set
an independent republic. The leader of
the revolutionists—Gen. Diaz—is an
bitious, unscrupulous adventurer, who
is anxious to
be President. Taking ad
vantage of the popular dissatisfaction
with the administration of President
Lerdo, Diaz has placed himself'at the
head of an insurrectionary movement,
which, from present prospects, is in a
fair way of success.
A SU1 Oateferips Steak -S
The bark Robert Kelly, Cspt. King
man, sailed from Yokohama (Japan) in
company with a British steamer, bound
for San Francisco, and boat her twenty
four hours. The bark made this pas
sage in twenty-four days the steamer
was twenty-tiro days. The Robert Kelly
wp built and is oaffced by Daniel D.
Kelly, of EasfBoston, and ia abo# 800
tons carpenter's measurement The
Stanewall Jaekson and WHiam H.
Thorndike, also built and partly otned
hy Mr. Kelly, have neazfy ifo
Cot lambs dit follow Mtrjr von dsy
Vlcfc ^"oWwttkw to der rules
dex shctipt^^
Also, vieb it dit asused dose *cfaillsB to staite/Mti.:
Von dey did ssw done lMLbs on dcr lnsidss of der
Cnd ordofshchool'nuurter did ki!k d«rlsmtii gwick
Likewise dot lambs dit loaf around on der1
llnd did. sboa der AIM nit JMs tai) off
Undil Mary dit come also from dot sbohooMums»_
ood. r?"
Un3 dpn dot lanflM dit rnn right *w»jr gwlot to
Cnd dit inane his bet on Mary's ttm,
like be vomd said, I dond vos sclnirod,
Mary ronld kept me from dhrouoles enabow
Vot vos der reason abond It of dot Iambs ml
Dose schufnn dit sak it dot shcbool-msnt&r
Veil, dond yo I know it, dot Mary lofa dose lambs'
already I"
Dot.shchool-master dit said.
DIAZ wants to bo Prep .dent of Mexico,
but he will probably Diaz a triitor.
A YOUNG with a squeaky voice and
a white wool hat on entered one- of the,
street cars yesterday, and after taking
long look at the musty straw, which waa~
knee deep on the floor, be stuck his head
out of the -front door and said to the:
driver: If you want that horse to die
before spring you just keep on beddings
him down with such straw as this every -1
night!"—Free Pres*.
THK Detroit postmaster knew that,.
something would happen if he had to.
run his office by tallow candle power,
and something has. In the dim light
afforded by a candle one of the distribu
tors put a letter intended for fflrs. Some
tbody into Mr. Somebody's box The
husband opened it, found the photo
graph of a yuuiig man'with his hair
parted in the middle, and a latter aiszi*
ing off with:
"EVEB DEABEST A»on—Pleaao find my,
pboto. in exchange for yours. Is the old hull'."
going to Chicago this week aa he intended?
Tikr'1 dd-halk "-wect-eat-of -the effice—
in three jumps, and he boot the street., .,
car three blocks in gettihg home. There
may be a divorce, a scandal and some
shooting, and all because a tallow candle:
began to blink and wink and spatter jast^
at a critical moment.—Free Pre**,
There not in Kentucky a county go -t,
Aa the ooo where they're had a trip ahowur of ..^
It goes on to prove that bt. Peter had love,
The amalkat and meabestof all
torfeits ia now oiroolaftingin great num
bers throughout the eooutey. It k*?
counterfeit five-aent pieee, and it ia
worthiest orfs.the ooamtorfeiL
although it is ideia£eai in
of the
j- *,'
Wit «M1 Homer.
ICL-eortEN gains—doctor's feee.
HIGH colors—the clouds and sky.
"WOULD it be safe to call Susan B.
ballot girl?" f:*
and hot cofey* is a Yonkera.^
restaurant sign. f:
be safely said that the people
of Worcester won't say dam any more.
WHY is the letter "o" like two quar
ters of beef Because it is half ot "ox.'r
SOCIETY," says Sam Slick, is like a
pork barrel—the middle gd^d, bat tho
top and bottom a leetle tainted."
FOB an eating-house sign "Bise
Puden" is hard to "beat. But if the
"Puden" is properly made, it is not
hard to be-eat.
a colored bootblack,
who murdered Ben. Blumenstein about..
a nickel," a few weeks since in Mem
phis, has beenRaptured and jailed,
MY son,'" said an old man, beware,
of prejudices. They are like rats, and
men's minds are like traps prejudices
get in easily, but it is doubtful if they
ever get out.
SERVANT "Please, sir, you ain't got
no bread, and the baker says he won't,
trust you. any lor.ger?" Irate Hiberni
an Och, the mane baste! No bread!
Bedad, then, I roust have toast!"—Loot-,
ELDERLY agriculturist (to season tick-.
et holder in the train)—" You don't b**»J'
no ticket No, I travel on my good
looks." "Then," after looking him
over, "probably you ain't goin' very
far." General smile.
HE was a timid fellow, but fond of
borrowing Johu.Phoenix's jokes sowli^a,...
she asked-him hew he felt, he averaged^?
himself according the Phoenix plan of.
being very defin$K, and said he felt
about eighty per c^ttt. Indeed," she
said, with a demore'ljpok, "Are yottnever:
going to par?"
COOK (at the registry office)—"'Ayin'
never lived with any but 'igh fam'liee,
should wish to know if the party keeps
their carriage—men suvants in the 'ouse
—moves in good society." Mistress of
the office (shortly)—" The lady has been
presented at court, if that will suit you."
Cook (condescendingly) Thanks.
Then I think I'll call upon her."
Or he'd never throw Tittle*" that may
Since meat now comes down from tbetoeanttfnl
ekiea JVJW
Creating a wonderful sight of rorpraa,
We may look for a drove of iheeft-cattie,
hoga, .• '-ivSfe
With a ehower of cat* and a whole lot or dog*, jg.
So, look out, fair maiden* and endow fellow*.
Don't venture tinleaa you've caat-iron umbrellaa
Perchance yotiH be crmbedhy a dog or a cM"
Coming headforemost down on your bonnet-i
The Philosophy of After-Marriage.
"You love me no longer," said ahride
of a few months to her better half in hi?
gown and shppers. "Why do yon say
that, Puss?" he asked quietly, removing.,
a cigar from his .lips. You dor not
caress me nor call me pet names, you-no
longer seek so anxiously lor my eoteplk^
ny," was the tearful answer Iff
dear," continued tiie aggravating wretch,
"did youever notice a man running after
a ear? How he does run—over stones,
through mud, regardless of" everything
till he readies the car and he seuBefehold
and swings on. Then he quietly
himself and reads his paper."
what does that mean?" "AniUoatza
tion, my dear. The car ia aa important
to the man after he geto in as when lie is
chasing it, but the manifestation, ia no
longer called for. I wtmld have sbot
any one who pot himself in my
when in ponmit of »eu, aal ^ilroaliwiW?
shoot any one who would, come between'.
ua but at a proof.ol ay love you ismat
fineness with thegemune e^in, awd^orth
jost aa mucivis notmade ai Mov
er ninani mint. Some of fin etwntorfMtr
h^ t*
Treasurer, for tbepnrpoae cf laaalagj^
quiries, acd^to -ts4 Jfcait TaMfc.,:!**''
S a
been assayed and fbMwt
par anil nkkel in
that theooia? an
and finish, aftd
good coin.
»tarioasi4fey the

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