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' '■ — JZTL ". _ ■ CHARLES E. PAINTER, Editor. STEPHENS CITY, FREDERICK CO., VA., SATURDAY, OCTOBER 22, 1881. VOL. 1.-NO. 16. That Line Fence. Old Farmer Smith came home in a miff From his field tho other day, While bis sweet little wife, tho pride of his life, At hor wheel'was spinning away. And ever anon a gay littlo song With tho buzz of her wheel kept lime ; And his wrathful brow is clearing now, Under her cheerful rhymo/ "Come, como, Uttlo Turk, put away your work, And lißien to what I say ; What can I do, but a quarrel brew With the man across the way? ' I have built my fence, but he won't commonoo To lay a single rail; His cattle get in, and the feed gets thin, ' I ant tempted to make a salo !" " Why, John, dear John, how you do go on ! I'm afraid it will bo as they say." "No, no, littlo wife, I have heard that strife In a lawyer's hands don't pay. "He is picking a flaw, to drive me to law, 1 am told that he said he would, And you know, long ago, law wronged mo so, I vowed that I never should. " So what can I do, that I will not rue, To the man across the way ?" "If that's what you want, I can help you haunt Ttat mau with a spectro gray. "Thirty dollars will do to carry you through, And then you have gained a neighbor ; It would cobl you more to peep in the door Of a court, and as much more labor. " Just use your good s.ense—let's build him a fence, And shaino bad acts out of the fellow." They built op his part, and sent to his heart Love's dart, where the good thought mellow. That very same night, by the caudle light, They opened with interest a letter ; Not a word was there, but three greenbacks fair Said—the man was growing hotter. HERMA, THt LION-TAMER: It was in the begining of the year 1859 when tho famous Harsborg men agerie came to Bucharest for the first time. All the town was in a state of great excitement about the number and rarity of the animals, the beauty of the lionß, and abovo all about the tamer, who performed some remarkable feats of strength, Herman Dalstren was hor name ; sho was a young Swecd, beautiful, distinguished, bold and un approachable. It in true that the was supposed to bo the mistress of the owner of the menagerie; but tho rich Boyards who lavished homage upon her in order to win her good grace wero met only by cold politeness and a sar castic haughtiness which drove them away. She livod with the llarsberg family at the fiwlt hotel in the town, went to the managerio and returned rom it in .a carriage like a lady of high degro..'; recoived no visits, and was never seen alone either in tho street or anywhere else. This vostal severity puzzled the gallants as woll as the ordinary mortals, so that the Swedish lion-lamer soon became as popular at Bucharest as La Catalina and Lola Montez. One night Princo Maniasko, the spoilt child of tho ladies of Bucharest, who had just returned from an excur sion to Taris, came to the managerio He reviewed the different animals in company with some friends, was highly amused by the explantions and by the feeding, and at last stopped before the lion's cage awaiting the arrival of the beautiful Swetd with a special smile on his lips. Suddenly a littlo door opened in the back wall of tho cage aud Herman appeared in the midst of frantic applauses. She threw off, with an indcsoribable movement of pride, the large silk cloak that coveted her, and advanced into tho cage dressed in a costum ol white satin bordered with ermine, a whip in her hand, tall, slen der, with the nobolost faco in the world, to which her golden curls and her fresh color inpartod an irresistible grace. The princo was at onco fascinated; he followed each of her movements with feverish agitation, His heart beat whon she placed her pretty head iv the terrible lion's mouth, and he trem bled, half for pleasuro, half for fear, when she began to harangue the dis obedient animals and kick and flog them. Hardly had Herman left the cage when tho Princo Manasko was bowing down before hor while she put on hor cloak with the aid of Edgar, Harsborg's son, a young man or remarkable beauty. Bhe fixed her blue eyes, astonished and almgst frightened, upon the ideal of a beautiful, almost femine figure ; she did not reply to his questsons proudly andjcoldly, but with embarrasment and and with a smile of indescribable sweet, ness. The prince came every night, and Herman received him not only with affability, but sho even looked for him with a rapid glance as soon as she en tered the cage, and when she left it she stampod her foot if the prince was not there to help her on with her cloak. But that wa* all the princo could obtain, and the more untractablo she showed herself to his prayers, the more he was urged on by a diabolical desire to possess her. An unexpected rival came to his aid. Edgar said to Hcrma one night with a trembling voico be fore sho entered the cage. "Until now I thought you were my fathor's mistress, and I havo not spoken; now I toll yon I love you, and I will never consent to your lowering your self with that Boyard who is already aflianced to a princess, and who is only making sport of you." "It is true that you havo ajvmeee." "It is true," ho replied; "but ai soon as you please I will put a stop to that tiresome romance, and prostrate , myself at your feet as your slave." "But you do not love me?" "How must I prove that I lovo you V" She drew her self up before him. 'Como an hour before midnight to i the little door of tho menagerie," she said in a low voice and with courago- j ous rsolution. , "I will come," was the reply. | And ho came ; and when he left the menagerie in tho midst of tho shades | of night, two straining arms wero j around his neck and two burning lips , were pressed against his own. Socn tho talk in tho clubs wero of nothing but tho liaison of Maniasko with the beautiful lion-tamer, and the . young prince's father, anxious for the future of his son, hastened as much as possible his marriage with the Princess Agraflne Slobuda, to whom ho had been j affianced when ho was a child. A vio- , lent scene took place between the | father ami tho sou ; at last the latter | yieled, aud one night he did not ap- . pear at the menagerie. , Henna passed a night of anguish. ■ Two evenings she again waited in vain . for her lover; then she worte to him and received no auswer. . The fourth night as sho was coining out of the cage and wrapping herself in her cloak, Edgar said to her, — "Henna, shall I tell you why the wretch comes no longer?" \ ■ "Tell me," she said in a emotheriug voice. "I am ready for everything." "He will be married in three day's." "You lio." "Why should I lie ?" "What is the namo of his bride ?" "Princess Agraflne Slobuda." "Is she pretty ?" "Beautiful, young and rich." A strident and hideous laugh broke from Henna's lips. ' 'Will you shed a tear for me, one only, if I die for you?" said Edgar. "And if I avenge you and kill him—" "No, Edgar ; you must not tjacriiice yourself—not you." "Must that villiau be left unpun ished?" , "Certainly not," she replied, tran quilly and firmly. "Then lot me kill him," Baid Edgar, with trembling lips. "No," said Henna, "leave him to me." The next day Prince Minaasko was ' sitting in the charming little boudoir of his bride and rolling a cigarette for her, , whon the princess, with a mocking . , smile, exprossed hor wish to see onco i the celebrated lion tamer who was so much admired by everybody. ' , "How can such an idea como into ' your head ?" asked the prince, and the yellow tobacco slipped from between ' his white fingers. "I have heard so many marvels about ' this person that I havo taken it into my head to be present at ono of hor perfor mences, and that, too, this evening, and in your company, prince." When Horma entered the cage that evening she saw Maniasko, and at his side a ravishing creature, who lixed her opera-glass upon her in a provoking manner. She felt it and started, but only for a single moment, and then began her feats with tho lions with her accustomed haughty coolness. When after a successful feat she reclined on the back of one of tho big lions, whilo i the others walked round her in proces sion, the princess cried loudly "brave," • and threw a purse of gold into tho cage, i A murmur of disapproval rose from among the spectators. Henna began to I tremble, and tears flowed from her I beautiful eyes; she lost empire over i herself and over the animals that snr ' rounded her; the big lion raised his I head, looked at hor with astonishment, . and suddenly grippled her left arm. A cry ol horror sprang from a hundred [ mouths, but Henna had already re i covered herself ; a look and a command, i and the lion loosened he* arm ; she sprang up, seized the beast by the mane, placed her foot on him and lashed him until he was completely subjected and lay docile at her feet. Enthusiastic applanso and shouts of approbation rewarded her courago. "When will the wedding take place ?" sho asked of Edgar when she had left the cage "Tho day after to-morrow." "Will you undertake to give him a letter yourself, and to him in person ?" "If you command me." "I beg you to do so !" nprma pressed Edgar's hand, but he seized hors and covorod it with kisses. The next morning the lion tamer wrote to the princo. Sho wished to see him only once more, and begged him to como to the menagerie at tho usual hour, "promising, in return to leave Bucharest on the day of his wedding. Edgar gave the letter to the princo himself, who read it, smiled and said,— "I will come." An hour bofore midnight the princo appeared at tho door of the menagerie ; it 02>ened noiselessly as usual. Hernia appeared, dressed in a short fur jacket, in the pale light of the stars and the show. Sho took him by the hand anil led cautiously along tho dark passage. Am usual, a second door grated on its hinges, and Henna, leading tho prince into that completely dark space, put her arms aronnd his neck aud kissed him with savage tenderness. Then sho suddenly disappeared; the door was shut violently, and the prince's foot touched something living which moved. What was it ? Had she not as usual led him into hor little salon ? A moment afterward a bright rod light appeared. Henna fixed a torch in a ring in front of tho lion's cage, and in the midst of the prison, in the midst of the lions, was the princo. Henna stood with he rarms folded before the bars, and fixed the prince coldly with her large bine eyes; a diabolical smile played on her lips. The prince with a rapid movement tried to open the door, but in vain. "In heaven's name, Henna, what is your intention ?" "I am celebrating my marriage with you and my lions are to be my wed ding guests." "Aro yon mad?" "I am in lull possession of my senses. You have betrayed me. I have con demned you to death. Now to wake my friends?" And she woko up the sleeping liens and excited them with her whip, while tho princo cried for help. But his cries wero drowned by the wintry storms. Tho lions, irritated and encouraged by Henna's cries, sprang upon him. His blood was already flowing. He supplicated and defended himself desperately, whilo she, hor face loaning against the cold bars, feasted her eyos on his mortal anguish. Some time passod before the lions finished their horrible work. Whon the prince lay dead on the floor of the den, the lions slunk away frightened and began to lick their bloody paws. That very night the beautiful lion tamer disappeared from Bucharest, and she has never been heard of since. How to take care of Harness. A harness that has been on a horses back several hours, in hot or rainy weather, bocomes wet; if not properly cleaned the damage to the leather i» irreparable. It, after being taken from the horse in this condition, it is hung up in a careless manner, traces and reins twisted into knots and the saddle and bridle hung askew, the leather when dried retains the shape given when wet, and when forced into its original form damage is done to the stitching and the leather. point to' be observed is to keep the leather soft and pliable. This can be done only by koeping it woll charged with oil and grease. Water is a de stroyer of theso, but mud and the saline moisture from the animal aro even more destructive. Mud, in dry ing, absorbs the the grease and opens the pores of the leather, making it a proy to water, whilo the salty character of the perspiration from tho animal in jures the loather stitchings and mount ing*. It therefore follows that to presorvo harness the straps should be washed and oiled whenever it has been moistened by sweat or soiled by mud. If a harness is- thoroughly cleansed twice a year and when unduly exposed treated as we have recommended the leather will retain its softness and strength for many year.— Boston Jour nal of Cheimstry. A street in Paris is to be named after Madam Adam. Of course, thon, it will be called Eve. The Boy or the Age. Have you seen him ? His age is doubtful. Sometimes we thiuk him a hnndred, so much sagaoity he develops ; then again he is well characterized by tho French as the enfant terrible. He has a very inquiring turn of mind, as when ho picked the chicken to see what was undor tho feathers. He sailed his little chip schooner on the half-hogs i head, and finally tumbled iuto the swill. He managed to tie a dish-towel o : the calf's tail and lot him loose. "Nater capered," and what gymnastics followed. Even Bridget laughed until the colic ensued. Oue day, in somo unaccount able way, he climbed to the ridgepole of tho barn and then roared for some one to rescue him from death, and fat, old, wheezy grandpa must nearly kill himself in getting his son and heir down. Ah, "that boy!" His red, chubby face, his sang /raid, his torn trowsers. And what a digestion he has ! The saints defend him I "Mary," says grandfather, "that boy will certainly kill himself," and grandpa is astonished by the remark of his namesako that he is "too previous." He looks at him severely for a momont and then pro ceeds to fill up the plate. But when ho foil into the fish pond back of the barn and they took him out drenched and ashen faced, the sodden ringlets about the still mouth, grandpa was speechless. But when the life came back the first word was "How aro you, grandpa ? I had a bito. And when tho tears caursed down the furrowed cheeks, "that boy" remarked "This is a pretty wet time." One day he ran away. He had determined to become a tramp. For two days tRe household was in an uproar and grandpa said, "if thoy over found him, they would chain him up." When a good neighbor brought him back he was grinning, one shoe gone, hat invisible, jacket in shreds and he had an appetite that was simply enormous. But he was quieter for a while. Abetted by Patrick, he drove the donkey into the summer kitchen one morning and tied him to tho pump handle, and when Bridget found him she just pnt her apron over her head and ran screaming away. He cut a bar of Bhavihg soap nicely out of a potato, and his grandsire fumed and fretted be cause "that soap wouldn't lather," aud one evoning when the old gentleman had got drowsy he tied him to his chair and then rang tho bell furiously. He told his aunt that his sire "swore a great oath." He probably said "Great , Ciesar," as that was the favorite form ula when the heavens were about to fall. But that boy ! Who can catalogue his pranks, his quaint conceits, his sweet, exasperating wilfulnees ; who can phase the gracious pssibilities that bend over him ? What lovo finds its inspiration in this young immortal? What prayers and tears and hopes like a halo wreathe themselves, around that golden head ? He may have a genius for getting into an awful muss and get the neighborhood in a panic He may lack in reverence and bo especially in opportune in his remarks when stran gers are present. He may be the scape grace for all household sins ; but, after all, the icons salute thee, thou child of the century I Six thousand years open their sepulchres of wisdom for thy quest! Thou art a rogue, the embodi ment of naughtiness, the twentieth cen tury in breeches, the enigma which no one can guess, a human maze, but we, in common with godfathers and god mothers, salute thee! Limits to Belief. There are limits to human belief. You may believe what the candidate says in convention ; you may believe what Yennor says about the weather ; you may believe what the old settler says about the winter of 1852, or the summer of 1853 ; you may believe what a man tells you in a horse tiade ; you may believe what a man says who was at the Centennial; you may believe the army liar, and you may [ believe the snake liar ; but when a man takes his cigar from his lips, and with a guileless, simple prefix of a place and a date, starts in on a trout story, bar and bolt and lock and double lock the gates of your belief when he gets to the place. Don't believe a single solitary trout, not though it weighs lees than a pound. Under the shadow of the trout dies, and the man who fishes four Jays and only hooke, one lone trout, so small that ho loses it in his empty basket, comes home the biggest liar of them all.— Hawheye. An electric Light has been suc cessfully used on a locomotive in Aus tralia. It illuminated tho track clearly , for 500 yards, but the atmosphere thero is exceedingly clear. A Shrewd Rascal. A certain Hungarian countess, well known for her riches and beauty (the same spirited lady who Hist year seconded her borther in a duel), grace* with her presence the performance at the Araea, or summer theatre. On ono of her fair fingers my lady wore two splended diamond rings exactly like each other. I)uring an intermission thero presented himself in her box a big fellow in gorg eous livery, six feet of the finest flunkey imaginable. Quoth he, in the finoßt Hungarian, "My mistress, Princess P—. has sent me to beg of your ladyship the loan of one of your rings for five minuets. Her highness has observed them from her box opposite, and is very anxious to examine one more closely, as she wishes to havo one made after the pattern." Without an instant's hesitation, the handed a ring to "Jeames," who bowed with respect ful dignity and retired, Tho perfor mance over, the two great ladies met on the staircase, and the countess beg ged her friend to keep the ring at her own convenience. "What ring, my dear ?" Denouoment I Tabloan! The " powdered menial" was no flunkey at all, but a thief, and the ring was gone. The police were informed of the im pudent trick. Justice seemed to have over taken the culprit in a very few strides, for next morning the countess, while still en rodeeleehambre, received a letter informing her that the thief had been caught and the ring found on his person. "Only," added the more, "tho man stoutly denies the charge and declares the ring to be his own. To clear up all doubts, pray come at once to the police station or send the duplicate ring by bearer." To draw the second ring form the finger and intrust it joyfully to the messenger, a fine fellow in full police uniform, to gether with a handsome "tip" for the glorious news, was the work of a moment. Only when my lady an hour later betook herself radiant to the polioe station to recover her jewels, a slight mistako came to light, "well my rings? I could not come myself the instant I got your letter." "what letter, madame ?" Denouement! Tab leau No. 21 The thief had got them both ! The Kmigraut's Baby. There was a single group of emigrants gathered in the long dreary passage which leads down to the river at the Central depot, and as tho passengers waiting for the midnignt train strayed that way they observed a stolid pathotio look on each face, that told of some greator sorrow than the lonolinoss of a strange land. There was the aged grandmother, tho father and mother and a family of half-grown children—little men and women —who moved and talked and looked like their elders. But they wero all silent, and sat motionless on the hard benches on which their rude luggage was piled. Between the father and mother was a rough bed oxtom porized from shawls and comforters and a coarse cloth coat, and on that bed tho youngest of the family was sleeping, but there was that in the aspect of the group that denoted such a deep sorrow that one of the passengers approached and asked : "Is the child sick?" The Norse poople shook their heads —it was an unknown tongue to them. But one of the boys had picked up a few English words, and he answered without moving a muscle of his face : "Yesh—shleeps." An hour later au official stopped and looked at the group. Then ho turned down with no ungentle hand the cover lid from what he believed to be the sleeping child. "Why," he exclaimed, starting back, "this child is dead." "Yesh," said the boy who could speak English, "schleep—dead." And these people had sat by thoir dead for nearly eight long hours racked with anxiety as to what they should do, distracted with grief, yet unable to express a word of their trouble to the many sympathizing hearts within reach. They left the little yellow-haired girl-baby, consigned to a foreign grave, and went on their way, but though they shed no tears there was that in their blue eyes that told of a deep wound, and doubtloss in their new home they will miss the quaint little figure in its bine woolen dress and round white cap and tiny wooden shoes—the little Norse baby that lies alone under the shade trees of Mount Elliot.— Detroit Post. The Baltimore Oriole was a decidod success in every way. ITEMS OF INTEREST. The depth reached in the artesian well ab Duaham, North Carolina, is 1,030 foot. Coos, the name of a county in New Hampshire, means, in tho language of St. Francis Indians, Tho Pines. Thirty murderers aro in iail in Phila delphia. That is nothing. New York was threo times that number. W. F. Cody, known to famo as "Buf falo Bill," was shot at threo times by a crank at Council Bluffs, lowa. One of the bullets grazod his cheek, and wa* flattened considerably. The authorities of the Ohio State University have great difficulty in keep ing tho sexes apart, and have issued stringent prohibitory orders. A re bellion is threatened. New York fears a water famine. The Sun says : " Unless copious rain* fall in Westohester and Putnam counties between now and tho Ist of November, this city will find itself entirely desti tute of Croton water." A girl at Anderson, Kontucky, having no money to trim her Sunday bonnet with bright colored feathers, [killed a neighbor's brilliant lined rooster, and adorned her hat to her liking. But the owner of the fowl had her arrested, and she wore the hat in court instead of hurch, as she intended. It is given to some to work on objeota that are great and striking, and to others to fashion those which are smaller and less conspicuous. But in tho eye of the Master he who works on the littlo is as worthy as he who devote* himself to the large. Fidelity is the test of his devotion. What the Mormons Believe. What is it tho Mormans actually be - lieve ? It may be briefly condensed as follows: When the confusion of the tongues occurred at the building of the Tower of Babel a certain clan of the builders emigrated to the American con tinent. How they crossed the Atlantic is not stated. They gradually peopled the new continent numerously, became exceedingly sinful and had a great civil war compared to which the "late un pleasantness " was a mere unpleasant ness indeed. In ono battle 2,000,000 of combatants are said to have been slain. The inference is that very few ex.- Babelitios were left after the fighting ended. During the roign of King Zede kiah a tribe of Hebrews came over, and for the second time the continent was settled, vast nations sprang into being, became grand and powerful, and fought in gigantic wars. At length a terrible cataclysm occured. Tornadoes of un precedented violence and fearful earth quakes made wreck of mighty cities and ravaged the whole land. Entire ranges of mountains were uprooted. Soon thereafter Christ made His appearence on this continent, and to the survivors of Nature's convulsions He revealed Hi* divine truths. Under more favorable auspicos the peopling of the continent was resumed. For a considerable period virtue reigned and population multi plied, but the fnations grew rich and haughty and again tremendous war* broke out. Two immense armies were marshalled in line of battle one evening at a point near tho present city of Pal myra, N. Y. One army consisted of the Nephites and tho other of tho Liim anites (the latter now being known a* the North American Indians). Fearful of the result of the pending struggle Mormon and his son Moroni that night buried in the hill Cumorah certain sacred [tablots having engraved upon th.'in the records and history of the Nephite race. On the following day the rival armies met, a quarter of a million men were slain and the Lam anites remained masters of North America. All this occured in the neighborhood of 1,500 years ago. When the prophet, Joseph Smith was quite a young man an angel directed him where to find these tablets, and, with divine assistance, ho translated them and the result was the book of Mormon. In addition to the work there are doc trines, mysteries and " rovolation*" without end, constituting in the aggre gate that strange jumble of religious ideas known to the world as Mormon ism. When Joseph Smith grew to man hood and had collected a large follow ing he engrafted upon tho new religion the system of polygomy, claiming to have bad a "revelation" commanding him to do so. Not, however, until Utah became tho home of the Latter- Day Saints (a* they oall themselves) was polygamy openly and defiantly preached and practiced.— San Francisco chronicle