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8. W. TALLJiAN,
PUBLISHER
CANTON, DAKOTA TER.
.-lU'hi-.ja.'l OLJD SAYINGS.
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,, Ai poor a church-mouse,
A* thin nil
As fat as a porpolse,
KA jt,:vn-.
•Jnnr
fif-iilr,'!
As rough as a gale
As. brave as a lion,
Aa spry as a cat
As bright as a sixpence,
Aa weak as a rat.
-in xVqetfiUt.st
As proud as a pcacock,
As sly as a fox
As mad as a Match bare,
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strong as an ox,
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As fair as a Illy,
As empty as air
As rich as a Croesus,
As cross as a bear.
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pure as an angel,
As neat as a pin
Ao smart as a steel-trap,
Asuglyassin
As dead as a door-nail,
As white as a sheet
As fiat as a pancake,
As red as a beet.
As round as an apple,
As black as your hat
As brown as a berry,
As blind as a bat
As mean as a miser,
As full as a tick
As plump as a partridge,
As sharp as a stick.
As clean as a penny,
As dark as a pall
As hard as a millstone,
As bitter as gall
As fine as a fiddle,
As clear as a bell
As dry aB a herring
As deep as a well.
As light as a feather,
As hard as a rock
As stiff as a poker,
As calm as a clock
A8 green as a gosling,
As brisk as a boe
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Lest you weary of me.
ONE CHANGES WITH THE
YEARS.
.•r.fot Really, Mr. Dalton, I do not under
stand you," and Rose looked up in ap
parently deep confusion. Her eyes met
tbo liomoly, pleading face of the man
before her, and a look of disgust haU
curled her beautiful lips, as die noted
the tall, angular figure, the irregular
features, and the bright red hair and
beard surrounding the pale face.
Mr. Dalton looked down in amaze
ment at the coquettish young lady. He
supposed, of course, after her giving
liini so much encouragement, that a pro
posal would not prove distasteful and
lo at the very first hint she grows sud
denly cold and distant, and affects
ignorance of his purpose in bringing her
hither from the crowded ball-room.
If I can make it any plainer to you,
Miss Gilmore, by asking you, out-and
out, to bo my wife—"
Don't," interrupted Rose, abruptly.
Oh! please don't! I never was so sur
prised in my life. Indeed, Mr. Dalton,
I could never—no, never—marry such
Sho hesitated, and lie, reading
what she would have said, went on:
"Yes, I know what you would say
That I am too poor, too homely, for
such a beautiful creature as yourself to
fancj but oh! Rose, why have you en
couraged me, smiled on me, and prac
ticed all your witching wiles upon my
heart?"
Why, indeed Miss Rose was to
blame for this sudden denouement
and well she knew it. Had sho allowed
the poor fellow to go hi* way in peace—
had she not sought, me rely through her
vanity's sake, to see how far she could
go—perchance the poor young man
would never have fallen in love so hope
lessly. But Miss Ruse, young, wealthy,
and fascinating, could not let any man,
however homely, worship at other shrine
than her own so, when 3h* saw that Ed
ward Dalton was failing blindly in love
with her, with the usual consistency of
woman, instead of moving her to pity, it
only made her angry to think he should
dare to aspire to her hand. She, an
heiress, and the most beautiful woman
at Saratoga.
Now she was thoroughly disgusted,
and replied to his impassioned words in
as cold and haughty a manner as if ^e
had committed a crime in daring to lay
his heart at her feet: No, Mr. Dalton,
I: was not aware of your love—for
Here she faltered. Could she tell such
a downright falsehood Then, nerving
herself, she continued Your love for
mo. I am very sorry this has occurred,
and can only say that I never could or
would marry you, under any circum
stances whatever."
Mr. Dal ton's pale face became even
paler. Her contemptuous tone stung
him, at the same time that it aroused
surprise and mortification. He was' a
very unassuming man, and would never
have declared his love had he thought
she would take offense thereat He was
a very homely man, as I have said bc
fore but, beneath all the awkward and
ugly exterior, beat a heart as pure aQd
loving, as sensitive and compassionate,
as the most gentle woman's.
But Rose's beautiful, dazzling eyes
ooald not see the beauty of his heart
sha only saw the homely face and figure.
What wonder, then, that she trampled
on his love, and oast it scornfully aude
She drew herself up now, and essayed
tpi leave the little nook where they had
tan standing. butMr. Dalton canght
her fair, gloved hands, 'exclaiming, pas
jfionatdy «40h! do not discard me,
BOM.!. Hove you -so earnestly—better
thanmylife! Pltase retract those cruel
words. Say yon have not been trifling
tyllL .. z'&tirc Hvr
Her dark, pitifeii eyes never wavered
arbe finished. She had been througn
jfaaany each scene#* this .flirt shewas
tedaoedioit. Be wafted for her to
jply, (ind watched her fair Oreek pro
fiterotKned against the dark leaves of
Ian riVrifna beyond. Noted the locg,
btoBdecurls falhngover the white shoal'
ders—the soft shine of fotttiken robe.
For a time there was perfect silence.
In faot, Rose was too angry to speak.
Then she said coldly, without so much
as a glan?o at the despairing young man:
"I havC told yov no, and no I mean?
Your own vanity l»as probably misled
y°"o ..
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He dropped tho small gloved hand.
Gould so fair a creature be so utterly
heartless—so devoid of all that was
womanly For a moment, the pain her
words caused him deprived him of
speech then ho said, slowly, with one
last, lingering look at tho face that had
wrought in his heart such havoc "For
give me, Miss Gilmore I am deeply
grieved to think I have oflended you."
Mies Gilmore never turned her head,
and silence reigned again. The soft
splafh of tho fountain and tho confused
murmur of the voices from tho ball-room
were the only sounds heard. At last
Rose became tired of the monotony
her conscience was getting too unruly.
"Take me back," she commanded im
periously, turning round.
To her unspeakable astonishment, Mr.
Dalton Was not there he had disap
peared and Rose was left to wend her
way back to the ball-room as beBt she
could. Of course, Miss Rose was angry
at his desertion, and resolved'never to
speak to him again which sho did not
have occasion to do, for Mr. Dalton
had departed, bag and baggage, that very
night.
Many marveled at his sudden depart
ure but Rose held her own counsel,
and, for tho first time in her life, did not
tell her dearest intimate friend of tho
new conquest she had made. Somehow,
before those grave, unworldly eyes, she
had felt shamed and Miss Rose gave
up flirting for the rest of that season—
not because she had cared anything for
Mr. Dalton, for, to use her own expres
sion, She never could or would have
liked a red-haired mnn "—but because
this hist conquest lia? left hermoro
ashamed of herself than any of her for
mer flirtations.
She had set so systematically to work
to win him merely for her vanity's sake
—sho had allowed him to think that she
thought the world of him, and had dis
carded him in the end in such a oold,
heartless manner—that now, when it was
too late, she regretted her foolishness.
However, Miss Rose was no more than
human, and very human at that and the
following season found her flirting as
desperately as ever. On the whole, her
refusal of Mr. Dalton's offer was the best
thing that could have happened to that
young gentleman. It aroused all his
pride, and he determined to mak# some
thing of himself, that, some time in the
far-off future, he might show thi3 cruel,
beautiful young woman that he was
made of better stuff than sho hod ever
imagined.
Seven years have elapsed, and agaiu
we meet Miss Rose—this time at the
fashionable resort, the Thousand Isles.
The maiden lady of 27 has lost all the
bloom of 20. Too late nights and ex
cessive dissipation tell upon one in the
long ran, and they bad left Miss Rose
with a haggard face, lined with prema
ture age, and a nervous manner, very
disagreeable. She, happily, was un
aware of the ravages relentless Time had
made upon her delicate beauty. Her
daily communions with her mirror could
not reveal the gradual changes made
upon her face and figure and so we find
her, barring her age, the same weak,
silly, vain Rose as ever. As the yearr
had slipped by, each following faster
than the other, she had grown alarmed.
She, young, beautiful, and wealthy, was
fast drifting into the channel of Old
Maidism. She exerted herself, there
fore, to fresh endeavors but other girls,
younger, more blooming, and less frivo
lous, had superseded her and so we find
her at 27, despite her wealth, on the
lookout for that which she had once
least cared for—a husband.
"Have you heard the news?" asked
one of the group of young ladies
seated on the porch of the Thou
sand-Island House, of Rose, who has
sedulously cultivated young society of
late.
"No, what is it?"
Why, the Hon. Mr. Dalton is com
ing here. Quite a young man, too, and
very agreeable."
"Unmarried?" asked on? of the
girls.
"Of course. Do you think I would
mention a married man I met him last
winter at Washington."
"Dalton—Dalton," murmured Rose.
She had almost forgotten, "Edward
Dalton, of Missouri, Ella?"
"The same," replied Ella. "Toll and
red-haired."
"Horrid!" groaned the girls.
Oh, no I assure yon," cried Ella.
Quito the roverse. Been left a fortune
—over two millions."
Has ho ejaculated Roso. Why,
I used to know him. That is "—and she
smiled complacently—" he fell in love
with mo a few years ago, and I refused
him. There, there 1 don't tell auy
one, girls and, with a coquettish
nod, she left them and entered the
house.
Fell in love with her exclaimed
one of the girls. "Impossible! How
could any one fall in love with such
a wrinkled, powdered-np old maid?"
And Rose had once on'rivaled them alL
The Hon. Mr. Dalton arrived that
very afternoon. Tbey were most of
them seated on the piazza when he
came, and, among them, Rose Gil
more.
Her silken skirts were puffed and
ruffled in the latest fashion in fact, sho
had made a most elaborate toilette yet
all the beauty and exquisite finish of her
dress cculdnot hide the hollow cheeke,
the dim eyes, and the faded skin. As
the tall, elegant flgufe of the man she
had onoe jilted came up the walk, sachel
mam msssrn
in hand, her foolish heart quiokencd
perceptibly.
Time had trough* gr^t changes in
Edward Italton. Tito -awkwtard youth
had settled into mjjgnificently-propor-,
tionefcman. $6 ha.Biire, the red hair
aiiulward was stilE" thertybnt one did
not think of that when looking in the
intellectual face, thin and haggards
looking no longer. Good living and a
good income have everything to do with
a mau's looks and they had altered Ed
ward Dalton from an absolutely ugly
young man into an elegant, fine-looking
gentleman. Ho was a scholar, too. No
where was there a gentleman more dis
tinguished for his learning and "a self
made man, too," as his admirers would
proudly add.
At first Rose Gilmoro's. memory had
been painfully distinct but, as he ap
plied himself more and more closely to
his studies, the sweet, false face faded
from his heart, leaving but a faint scar,
that soon disappeared altogether.
You may imagine his surprise, there
fore, when a lady suddenly stepped from
the crowd on the st^ps and rushed to
ward him, saying, gushingly, "Wel
come, Mr. Dalton I am delighted to
meet you again."
The Honorable, somewhat daunted,
stood hat in hand, unable to recognize
the gushing, elderly maiden before him.
"I beg your pardon, madam, but,
really, I do not romember——"
Rose—for it was she—vexed, to think
lie had not recognized her, interrupted
him
"Do you not remember Rose Gilmore,
of New York city
Indeed!" and Mr. Dalton smiled
somewhat. Happy to meet you here,
Miss Gilmore. He raised his hat stiffly,
and passed on. Rose stepped back, in
stantly besieged by a thousand queries
from the bevy of young girls around
hor. They had not heard what she had
said, but were much interested in ascer
taining whether there was any chance
tor themselves and, when Rose assured
them that she had no idea but what he
felt terribly to meet her again, they
could not refrain from laughing.
"I did not notice that he felt very
badly," said Ella, maliciously.
That is because you could not see
his face," retorted Rose, angrily. He
was as palo as could be."
This was in part truth, for Mr. Dalton
was always pale but ho had not paled
at sight of hor, and Rose knew she was
t- lling a fib. The truth was, Miss Gil
more was afraid of the pretty young,
girls, or sho would never have welcomed
Mr. Dalton in so public a manner. As
it was, she now felt somewhat alarmed,
and, under some slight pretext, she left
them and hurried up to her room, her
heart beating high with hope, and vis
ions of a veil and orange blossoms.
Pausing, before her glass, she solilo
quized, twisting this way and that to
view herself Two millions! How
fortunate it is I decided upon coming
here! Of course I. do not like auburn
hair." She did not designate it as red
now. But then he is really quite fine
looking. I must play my cards well.
Poor fool! he wi'l be captivated before
the week is out. He loves me as well as
ever, or he would have been married
before this," and she began practicing a
charming smile.
How easy it id to charm these men
and she curled her lip contemptuously.
From that time Miss Rose made her
self very agreeable to Mr. Dalton, and
he became her constant escort. They
took delightful boat-rides up the St.
Lawrence, among the grand old isles
went off on excursions witli the young
folks in fict, Miss Rose flattered her
self that he was fairly captivated.
One night—ah! how beautiful it was
—when the full moon glowed big and red
in the soft summer-sky, and a deliciously
perfumed breeze danccd oyer the rip
pling, shining waters, Rose and Mr. Dal'
ton were gliding silently down the broad
stream, the oars gleaming wet and silvery
at every dip. How quiet, how peaceful
it was!
The soft light made Rose look almost
like her young, sweet self again, in her
white dress, a blue scarf wound about
her neck. Her white arms, still round,
gleamed through the meshes of her
scarf, and her dark eyes shone strangely
beautiful. The man's heart thrilled in
spite of himself. How Bhe reminded
him of a certain night seven years ago.
The next moment he was calm, and
Rose's sweet voice was saying, while sho
looked up at him coquettishly
Ah! Mr. Dalton—Edward!—how
often we repent ot a foolish act!"- -and
her voice quavered painfully.
He fathomed what was coming, and
rejoined, rather brusquely, "Yes, in
deed, Miss Gilmore but then things
usually happen for the best, you know."
She shivered. Was Jio alluding to her
jilting him
"All, yes, Edward I" and Bhe leaned
forward,.. with tender eyes uplifted.
How often have I upbraided myself
for discarding you. How different would
bo my—my-r-answer——, She hesi
tated, expecting he would fling himself
at her feet, and declare hi? pent-up love
for her. But. no! With astonishing
coolness he surveyed her anxious coun
tenance a moment, then said, smiling
satirically, taking out his elegant chro
nometer:
Nine o'clock, Miss Gilmore Sorry
to break up our pleasant tete-a-tete, but
I leave for Washington to-night, where
I am to be married next week to aMiss
Travers, ono of Washington's society
belles. Let us row back!'"'
Aiioso the lines of st~r ears and in
various other parts of Philadelphia en
terprising boys are doing a good buH
ness selling io* water at a cent a glass.
THERE are no less than 5,000. .quack
doctors in the United Stites. forming an
uneducated and dangerou^, ^lqgs ,t}int
nerds killing.
'^nsasJm
A SCOVT'S STORY,
A Probably Authentic Aeeoiint of Cutter?*
last Iffttle, Kclntetl by a Crow Scout.^8
The Hekna ^I^. Xflerefid gives the
ifoUpwinll ao$j{ii$ ^ofS the sights* of
Ouster fnd Ids ffoepiS} told by a jGjrow
Indian scoufedhiown "fs ••Oorteyf" who
^ras attached to the ill-fated General's
ootnmand, and whom the Herald be
lieves to be the only survivor of that
terrible occasion:
Custer and his five companies, after
separating fromv Reno and his seven*
companies, moved to the right around
the base of a high hill overlooking th«:
valley of the Little Horn/ through a ra
vine just- wide enough to admit his
column of fours. There was no sign of
the presence of Jndians in the hills on1
that sider(tbe right) pf the Little Horn,
and the column moved steadily on unjil
it rounded the hill and came in sight of
the villiage lying in. the valley ,below
them. Ouster appeared very much
elated, and rdgred the bugles to sound
a charge, and tnovod on at the head of
his column, waving his hat to encourage
bis men. When: they neared the river
the Indians, cohoealed in the under
growth on the opposite side of the river,
opened fire on the troops, which chccked
the advance. Here a portion of the
command were dismounted and thrown
forward to the river, and returned the
fire of the Indians. During this time
the warriors Were seen riding out of the
village by hundreds, and deploying
across his front and to his left, aB if with
the intention of crossing the stream on
his right, while the women and children
were seen hastening out of the village
in large numbers in the opposite direc
tion.
During the fight at this point Curley
saw two of Custer's men killed who fell
into the stream. After fighting a few
moments here, Custer seemed to be con
vinced that it was impracticable to cross,
as it only c«uld be done in column of
fours, exposed during ilie movement" to
a heavy fire from the front and both
flanks. He therefore ordered the head
of the column to the right, and bore di
agonally into the hills, down stream, his
men on foot leading their horses. In
the meantime the Indians had crossed
the river, below, in immense numbers,
and began to appear on his right flank
and in his rear and he had proceeded
but a few hundred yards in the new di
rection the column had taken when it
became necessary to renew the fight with
the Indians who had crossed the stream.
At first the command remained together,
but after some minutes' fighting it was
divided, a portion deploying circularly
to the left, and the remainder similarly
to the right, so that when the line was
formed it bore a rude resemblance to a
circle, advantage being taken as far as
possible of the protection afforded by
the ground. The horses were in the
rear, the men on the line being dis
mounted, fighting on foot.
Of the incidents of the fight in other
ports of the field than his own Curley is
not well informed, as he was himself con
cealed in a deep ravine, from which but
a small part of the field was visible.
The fight appears to have begun, from
Curley's description of the situation of
the sun, about 2:80 or 3 p. m., and con
tinued without intermission until nearly
sunset. The Indians had completely
surrounded the command, leaving their
horses in ravines well to the rear, them
selves pressing forward to attack on
foot. Confident in the great superiority
of their numbers, they made several
charges on all points of Custer'sJine
but the troops held their position firmly,
and delivered a heavy fire, and every
time drove them back. Curley said the
firing was more rapid than anything he
had ever conceived of, being a continu
ous roll (as he expressed it) "the snap
ping of the threads in the tearing of a
blanket." The troops expended all. the
ammunition in their belts, and then
sought their horses for the reserve am
munition carried in their saddle pockets.
As long as their ammunition held out,
the troops, though losing considerably
in the fight, maintained their position in
spite of all the efforts of the Sioux.
From the weakening of their fire toward
the closo of the afternoon the Indians
appeared to believe that their ammuni
tion was about exhausted, and they
made a grand charge, in the course of
which the last of the command was de
stroyed, the men being shot where.they
laid in their positions in the line at such
close quarters that many were killed with
arrows. Curley says that Coster re
mained alive through the greater part of
the engagement, animating his men to
determined resistance but about an
hour before the close of the fight re
ceived a mortal wound.
Curley says the field was thickly
strewn with the dead bodies of the
Sioux who fell in the attack—in number
considerably more than tho force of
soldiers engaged. He is tatisfied that
their loss will exceed 300 killed, beside
an immense cumber wounded. Curley
accomplished his escape by drawing his
blanket around him in the manner of the
Sioxtx, ajid passing through an interval
which had been made in their lines
as they scattered over the' field in their
final charge. He says they must have
eeen him, for he was in plain view, but
was probably mistaken by the Sioux for
one jof their own number, or ono. of their
allied Arrapahoes or (Jheyennes.
In most particulars the account giveif
by Curley of the fight is confirmed
the position of the trail made by Custer
in his movements and the general evi
denco of the battlefield. Only one dts
crepancy is noted, which relates to the
time when' the fight eame to an end.
Officer^ of Reno's command, who, la/e
in the afternoon, from high pointu, sur
veyed the eonntryin anxious expectation
of Custer's appearanoe, ^nd commanded
a View of the field where he had fought,
say that no fighting was going on at that
time—between 5 and 6 o'clock. It is
evident, therefore, that the last of Ous
qXgommand was destroyed at an
liei*%onr in the day toanjOurley.fe-
CVRXEli* ITXMg.
gold-digging* are panning
out" well this year.
THE toad, when let alone, lives fifty
years. The toady never dies.
THE Emigration Commissioners in
New York say that Castle Garden will
be rebuilt as a landing place for immi
grants.
THE Boston Advertiser has been fig
uring up*the cost of the Hoosao Tnnnol
and the„ Troy and Greenfield railroad,
iand.inakei the total $16,732,766:04.
A TREATMENT for lung and blood dis
eases, practiced in MilanlJt^lyl consists
in putting the patient into an apartn&nf
containing compressed, mfrdicatSdair.
JACK KILMARTIN. of Cambridge, Tex.,
whipped his wife one night last week
and at daylight next morning Mrs. K.
blew Jack's brains out with a pistol
while hejay asleep.
D».1 UIAWHENCE A. WASHINGTON, of
Texas, the grand-nephew and nearest
living relation of Gen. Washington, has
been invited to accompany the Texas
Prers Association on its visit to the Cen
tennial.
Miss JOSEPHINE BURNETT, tho belle of
the season at the Isle of Shoals, engages
in base-ball, rows in the private raceB,
and ploys billiards beautifully. She
comes.-fromHBoston, and, we judge, is
preparing to pass the Harvard examina
tion for women.—Chicago Iribune.
THE head waiter in one of tho Cape
May hotels is the husband of a lady who
at one time moved in the best circles in
Philadelphia. He was her papa's but
ler, and they lived together about a
month. This is not a hotel story, but a
fact preliminary to others of deeper in
terest.
AN old Illinois farmer, who has wit
nessed his fiist game of base ball, can't
realize how young men can be got to
work so hard in the sun on a base-ball
field, when he has so much trouble to
get any one to help him play a gamo at
tossing sheaves in the harvest field.
A PHILANTHROPIC Chicago man goes
about the country as a peddler with a
fancy wagon and shoots all the dogs that
bark at him. And the long-suffering
people rise up and pronounco all sorts of
blessings on his devoted head for reliev
ing the country of its scurvy and costly
curs.
A MB. MECKLENBURG was drowned at
Communipaw last week. The first in
formation his wife had of the accident
was furnished by her child, aged 7 years,
who had been to the beach and returced
with his father's clothes, saying: "Papa
was drowned, and I brought hii clothes
homo."
THE vigilance of those who guard the
sacred scroll in Independence Hall,
whereon is written the immortal Decla
ration, has saved the country from a
great shock. One day last week an indi
vidual entered the hall and attempted to
add his name to the document, but was
discovered and ejected in time.
A
FAIB EXCHANGE.
My ie love liath my heart, and I have his,
By just'exchange one to the other given
I hold his dear, and mine he cannot miss,
Thefif never was abetter bargain driven
My trne love hath my heart and I have his.'
His heart in me keeps him and mo in one
My heart in him his thoughts and senses guides
He loves my heart, for once it was his own,
I cheriBh his because in me it bides
.: My true,love hath my heart, and I have his.
—Sir Philip Sidney.
THE Cuthbort (Ga.) Appeal says
Capt W. F. Davis was bitten on the
hand by a large stump-tailed moccasin
while fishing a seine. The snake held
on till pulled loose, when Cupt. Davis
held him till a friend cut off his head.
The wound was washed off, sucked, and
dressed with tobacco. No further effect
was experienced from the biting.
A $XNOCE house in Statesviile, N. C.,
collects and ships $50,000 worth of
plants and roots -in a season. By the
employment of a skillful botanist 700
U8efnl varieties have been found.
Among the np^plties is a Tuckahoe, or
Indian Head, a parieitic plant growing
beneath the surface in old fields. It is
very white, full of starch and exceeding
ly nutritious.
imy Hotel kebvkrs fail.
Ont of a hundred or two of men who
hare been engaged in the hotel business
soarcely a dozen attain prosperity. The
suddfaf closing of the New Ybrk Hotel
was a surprise to our people. Men
competent to judge pronounced it one
of the best'paying hotels in the city.
Yet Cranston tank his fortnne in the
house, and Wrisley fared no better. Men
get into these hotels, put on a great
show, live extravagantly, and then de
pwt.without paying their bills. This was
tho banc of Wrisley. He.supported a
g^eat- -m-^y families that -belonged to
othci people. One of his boarders, no
torious down town for paying nothing,
yet, dressing in tip-top Btyle, owed a
board bill at the New York Hotel when it
closed of $3,000.
Clarke, of the Breevort, coined money
every year he was in the house. Yet all
^. predecessors were ruined by that
same establishment. If men did not.pay
their bills weekly no matter who they
were, they had their walking papers. In
tliis way Clatke weeded out his house,
arid got a first-class paying custom. No-'
body imposes up Darling, of the Fifth
Avenuo Hotel, nor on Hawks, of the &fc
Nicholas.—.Ve-j)York Co
'. BosU.n Jour
nql,
VA.'MAN named Bodda toniB up in Iion
d{in, who states jUi cfoturt that he." gets,,
living by making claims on siQgefs
who sing copyrighted songs in public,
«fnd takin^ out £ummbhsea in the names
of the proprietors." I
the black hills.
A KVne Oold Coti^rOvert** with
Tretuure-Heekw* -wrWwi Cheap
A B^k HiU«iOorre»pOTaent of the
SaffLqie jjt, who BSfbeen in the
vpk from Dog
wood (Aid Lanunie that the country is
without doubt a fine gold country, b^t,
would not advise any one to come, for
as many are leaving as arriving. All
branches of trade in the camps are mnch
overdone. There are 100 trading shops
in Deadwood, and ten could do all the
business required.
A great many locations arts nlacle, but
one..of which is. claimed to-bowery rich.'
Miners' wages are $5 pps. day, paid in
'ounce. Ho Aatiified
that the gold quartz found will not pay.
work. The^g is not a vein or lode that
will i^otk over $10 per ton. Ore is of
white-feluish feolor and glossy-looking,
and will cost at least $25 per ton to
oru8h in a stamp mill,
In a few places claims are paying from
$50 to $3,500 per sluice. The length
of the pitying ground in Deadwood
is $pt oyei -ftiur miles, Whit^w^d two
miles, and feold Run oho inile. With
the exception of these gulches there is
nothing found that will pay wageq.
These are the only places where hired
men can be employed.
Many are prospecting in hopes of find
ing rich ore,, and many who worked
faithfully the last four months ,without
any success, aro, compelled to leave the
country on foot. However, provisions
are-very, low. Flour sold at auction at
$8 per lidO. Deadwood is \dventy-five
miles from Custer. The estimated num
ber of people in the Blaok Hills on the
10th of July was 7,000. Send 5,000 out,
and the balance eould do all the work
there is to do, and not be over'asked.
TAKE OFF THAT HAT.
Col. Bangs is very bald, and, in order
to induce his hair to grow again, he is
using a very excellent article called
"haix,vigor upon his scalp. A week
or two a^go'he w&i summoned as a jury
man upon a case in the Circuit Court,
and upon the day of the trial, just before
the hour at which conrt met, he remem
bered that ho bad not applied the
vigor to his head that morning. He
had only a few minutes to spare, but he
flow up stairs and into a dark closet
where he kept the bottle, and, pouring
some fluid on a sponge, he rubbed his
head energetically. By spme mishap
the Colonel got hold of the wrong bot
tle, and the substance with which he
inundated his scalp was not "vigor,"
but the black varnish with which Mrs.
Bangs decorated her shoes. However,
Bangs didn't perceive his mistake, but
darted down stairs, put oh his hat, and
walked off to the court-room. It was a
very cold morning, and by the time the
Colonel reached his destination the var
nish was as stiff as a stone, his hat glued
fast to the skin, and his efforts to take
it off gave him fright nl pain. Just
then he heard his name callcd by the
crier. He was wild with apprehension
of coming trouble but he took his seat
in the jnry-box and determined to ex
plain the situation to the Court at the
earliest possible moment. Presently the
Clerk screamed: "Hatsoff in court!"
The Colonel grow crimson in the face.
Hats off yelled the Clerk again, aud
the Colonel was about to reply, when
the Judge came in, and as his ejo rested
on Bangs he said: "Persons in the
court-room must remove their hats."
Bangs—May it please Your Honor, I
kept my hat on because—
Judge—Well, sir, you must take it off
now.
Bangs-—But I B8y kept,it $gb$ca$|e
Judge—We don't want any argument
upon the subject, sir. Remove that hat
this moment, sir.
Bangs—Judge, if you would only give
me a chance to—
Judge—This is intolerable! Do you
mean to insnlt. the Court, sir? Tate
your hat off, sir, or I will fine you for
contempt.
Bangs—Well, it's very hard I can't
say a word by way of cx—
Judge (warmly)—This is too much!
You've got more andacity than ^?m«l%.
Mr. Clerk, fine that man $50
Bangs—Judge, this is rough on mc.
I—
Judge (in a furious rage)—Won't do
it yet Why, ycfu impudent scoundrel,
I've a notion to—Mr. Clerk, fine him
$100 more, and, Mr. Jones, you ga ,and
take the hat off by force.
Then the tipstaff approached Bangs
and hit the hat with his stick. It didn't
move. Theii he struck it again aad
wed wtheero«A,'}bnfc ltronitnbe& oft
Bangs' head. Then he picked up
volume of "JJrowu on Evidence" and
mashed the crown in flat. Then Bangs
sprang at him, and, shaking his fist un
der the nose of Jones, be shrieked
You mutton-headed scullion I've
half a notion to kill you! If that jack
ass on the bench had any sense he could
see that the hp.tis glued fast. I can't
take itoff if I wanted to."
Then the-Judge rema
excused him, and Bangs .Veht llome.
He slept in that hat for a week, and
when it came off t^e top of his hpyj
looked as black as if mortification had
set in.^-Pittsburgh Leader.
lBM J.AR.GKaT CBMMTMMYJ.
The sea is the largest of cemeteries,
and its slumberere sleep without monu
ments. All the other graveyards sho#
some distinction between the great and
the small, the rich and the poor, but in
the great ocean cemetery tho ling and
clown, theprinee and peasant, arealike
undistinguished. The same waves roll
over all the same requiem by minstrels
of this ocean is sung to their honor.
Over their remains the same storms beat
and ho same sun shines^ and there, un
market^, the weak and the poworfal, thd
plumed and'the unhbndred, will deep,
on forever.
AO IMPS'
a&XIMwu.
it'
-One day a lover sought to giift
An answer to his love
tho maM:^ad eoy, and h«
in
vain
I'o win her answer strove.
Ifrfydty, how sad! Thll malffteWt *liy,
And 1 lushed, but mado Jiim no reply.
Tls true she also felt love's flame,
yet oonM not tell him so
She darod not answer "Yea," for shame,
Nor dreamt of answering ''No
So growing more and more conf used,
Bhe sighed—her Hps to speak refused
vt
"Now Cupid saw the trembling maid
BeSc.tiiybashfnlfear
(To, gently coming to hor aid,
./t
He whispered In tier ear
When straightway beaming from her eye
Bhe looked what she darod not reply.
FZKASAtrTAtKi.' 1
A HANDBILL, your account of gloVCP.
dead drummer.
JANE SWIBSHELM tliinks tbat no man
can get to heaven wlio hasn't killed at
least one: Vnight-yowling cat.
A must be a grc«| pl^lor
dancing." "Why so?" "Because it'
.is." "I don't sea how." Ain't
nursery a regular bawl-rooitr?"
IF any one should ask yo(i) the differ
ence between p. driving park and the
natives of Fiji, answer thit one is a raoo
course aud'tha other a dowsrf-rabe.
A
SON STUOKB.
•vj11 f'Hefrtr
yott mind," said the mother,
'AI rhe threatened her son and pride.
Intver intend •, mnther.
Tlie tiOpefnl yo'uih &)>He4. J'
—Clijiptr.
REQCMHKNT BISON is tlio classic name
of the military gentleman who heads the
Sioux rebellion.—Enquirer. No. The
classic n'ame is S dentary Taurus.—Cin
cinnati Gazette.
AGBICUTUBAL Journal: Question—
Will the editor please inform: me bow
-the Hollanders salt cucumbers!" An
swer "The most common way, as we
obsorved.when abroad, is to salt them
with salt."
LITTLE GIRL Ob please, sir, I've
brought your shirt 'ome, but mother
says she can't wash it no more, 'cos she
was obliged to paste it up agen the wall
and chuck soap suds at it, its so ten
der !"—Fun. (i
A BOYISH novioo in smoking turned
deadly pale and threw away his cigar.
Said he, Thar's sumthin in that air
cigar that's made me sick." "I know
what it is," said his companion,-pulling
away. What Tobacker."
FANCY the horror of a man when tho
new phonetic telegraph sends his wife's
voico shrieking through the lqdgc-room
with the familiar cry, You old brute!
come straight homo or that frontdoor
will be bolted."—N. Y. Com. Adv.
THE Saginaw lumber interest is re
jwrted as greatly revived again, and
this floors again the Michigan newspa
pers who have repudiated the cur
rency table,asserting that, ten mills don't
jnake one
cent.—S?f.
8HK
Louis Republican.
backed against tho wall, while o'er
Uer face the warm blood rushed
'Tie knowlodge of my love," thought !, ''y'[''
That starts those tell-tale blushes,
Then in her ear I warmly sighed:
In vain you have not truated."
"Get outl you fool," she quick replied,
I'm 'fiaid my pin-back's buste.d,."
LORD B——, who wore a huge pair of
whiskers, meeting Mr O'Connrli in
Dablin, the latter said: Whon do you
mean to place your whiskers on the
peace establishment?" "Whon you
place your tongne on the civil list," was
the witty rejoinder.
/LAD*—"Are those the hardest boot
brushes you have?" Shopkeeper—"Oh
yes, m' faot is, in', they're generally
considered too hard for boots, m', and
are used by laundresses to scrub gents'
shirts and colors, m'. They're the hard
est brushes made, m'."
MA, did you say that pa was'nev6r
engaged to Miss SalUe Snifkins Indig
nant mothor, in reply—" He, my dear!
he never even looked at her." Inno
cent but persistent child—" Ma, if pa
had married 'Miss Sallie Snifkins, would
I Hve red-faeeded
HAD BEEN TO MIAOAXA FALLS.
There was a man at the City Wall
market yesterday who had just arrived
from Niagara Falls. He lives near Ra
cine, but stopped off, here to, hunt op
some relatives. As he was getting a
bite to eat he Suddenly remarked to the
wfanaiiitwbu$t&estandi jS jlii"
,M" YOU keep away from Niagara Falls."
"Why?" she naturally inquired.
"I w» there threo djayp,'' continued
the stranger, "and what do yon suppose
Is a S A
•"Something very grand, I suppose:"
." Not by a jug-full, my sweet woman
—tfoC.by two jugs full. All saw, was
a biased, old waterfall, a small town,
fwo bri'lgefy ahd ono or two Iscrttb dog
fighto TUere watti't a horse-race, no
stabbing or siiooting, nobody going to
be hting, an not one of tho landlord^
would do as much as to walk over td
Goat Wand with you and point out the
spots.".
He cut a fried sausage in, two, sighed
heavily, and finished:
You stay right to home. You'll see
more black pyes hore in one day tha^
y&tf cah thefe in a month.
"—Free Prcts*
A HIRSUTE MAJT.
The Reading (Pa.) Eagle says: Sam',
Frees, of Albany Township, has aboard
oyer four feet long. It has been fifteen
years in growing, and he hfts plaited it
together closelyuntil it rfssmbles eloeely:
matted sea grass. In addition to this
Mr. Frees wears long hair. He says with
his beard and long hair he experiences
inocniveiiienpe from the heat, while i£.
affords him prt tegtionfEom thebdldL
nad he ties it around Jin body I^ir
lo»te a ontioBity. Hit beard and fv&i
make him very strong and able to endure
any kind of exposure. Before he wore
his beard he was pot as strrng and
haaatfteieiaiio*.
WHUN honest men fall' ont thieves get
more than their own.
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