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mm HENRY A. PARSONS, Jr,, Editor and Publisher. NIL DESPERANDUM. Two Dollars per Annum. VOL. III. MDGWAY, ELK COUNTY, PA., THURSDAY, AUGUST 7, 1873. NO. 23. Willi In Sun nnd Shade. "We walked together on the sand: The lazy tide was fretting j The wind blow sweetly from the land ( The summer sun was seeing. lonely and long the white beach lay Beneath the sunset's flushing ; The breakers, near aud far away, All their while tumult hushing. A cruel wreck npon the shore Spoke of the storm's wild doing : We dreamed no tempest, evermore Couli! Wight our summer's wooing, One str.r was trembling into light, Iu- that wide heaven showing ; Oufj thought within our hearts that night Exceeding sweet was growing. Vie walked, and spoke as lovers will, In voices ha shed and tender, jfcy Of hopes the future should fulfill.; Of blessings Heaven would render! I walk the lonesome beach to-day : The tide is still returning; The fishing boats at anchor stay ; The sunset fires are burning. But tides may ebb aud tides may flow ; And breakers flash and thunder) Unheeding of them all I know He sleeps their tumult tuider : He sleeps-nor sin nor acting &ge Shall chill his youth's endeavor : The years of God his heritage Forever artf forever. THE CIURQE OF THE LIGHT BRI. GADE. A Page frooi History. The story of the Charge of the Light lgadeof ?aIWava, has been told ?kie; Writer in a meazine gives us tie story again as follows : r i P"1"6" stood thus when g?n' beariu tu0 "fourth oraer. Ue Russians were clustered on the two hills, the English andFrench cavalry stood looking on, Lucan was in Jhis usualjnervous irritable state, when the gallop of a horse was heard. A tall, Blender youg officer, with trim figure ana black moustache, was coming down a steep descent at full speed, with a white envelope stuck in his belt ; and every eye was on him in a moment. It was Captain Nolan, in his scarlet shell-jacket, a little forage cap set on one side pf his dark curls, his face full of Jy dnd eagerness. An audible murmur went through the ranges : xJ9,rd,era cornel Nolan's the boy that 11 show us the way to move." For Nolan was well known and universally beloved. In another moment he dashed up and saluted; then handed his letter to Lord Lucan. The cavalrv general tore it open with the nervous" haste charac teristio of every movement of his lord ship. "When he read it over his coun tenance changed. Then his lordship oroe out, something in this style : " Why, good heavens, sir 1 what can he mean? With the little force at onr command we can barely hold our own. Tniinli 1ABD 1 Ti i " ,- re iiuruuto. xi, is periectiy sui cidal. How can we advance ?" . Nolau's eye began to blaze. He had just come from the high ground whenco the whole Russian position could be seen at a glance. Knowing that his order contemplated t,h A of the Russian columns nnd saving the Kuua m me reuouois, ne was impatient vi uie pragmatical cDjection of this cap tious old man. In a stern disiinct tone he spoke to Lord Lucan : " Lord Raglan's orders are, that the uavairy snouiu atcack immediately. "Attack, sir?" cried Lucan angrily. "Attack what ? What guns, sir ?" Nolan threw his head bank inrlior. nnnt.lv nrtrl lmifoil 1 , n liidge, where the Russians were busily of :.. i i J nun i-ijlil'j, iu mini away rue enp tured guns. The group was standing mo iigui) oi me entrance to tne north valley. "There, my lord, is your enemy," he said, " and there are your guns." The captain forgot that he was talk ing to an excited and impracticable man. Wrongheaded Lucan chose to fancy that he pointed to the end of the "valley, and with all the obstinacy of his nature kept to the error. " Very well, sir, very well," he said angrily. " The order shall be obeyed. I wash my hands of it." He wheeled hishorse, nnd trotted off to where Lord Cardigan sat in front of his brilliant lines, gnawing his gray mous tache and chafing over his inaction. Then said Lucan : "Lord Cardigan, you will attack the Russians in the valley." The earl dropped his sword in salute. " Certainly, my lord; but allow me to point out to you that there is a bat tery in front, a battery on each flank, and' the ground is covered with Russian riflemen." " I can't help it," said Lucan snap pishly ; " it is Lord Raglan's positivo order ttiat the Light Brigade is to at tack the enemy. We have no choice but to obey." Then Cardigan bowed his head. "Verv well, my lord," was all he said. Then turning to his staff, " The brigade will advance," he said quietly. sage of arms with the divison command Jl I... MA i. lli. T : 1. 1 1 . tier, Jl Ull 11UUCU J1 tAJ bUO JUlgUlr J Ji 1 tuio himself, where he was cheerfully talk ing to his sworn comrade and friend, Captain Morris, of the 17th Lancers. Now that he had maintained' his posi tion as mouth-piece of the commander-in-chief, against the impudent fault finding of Lucan, he felt happy. His beloved cavalry was to be launched at last on its glorious mission against the Causeway Ridge, and already D'Allon ville was preparing to assault the other flank of the Russians. Who can wonder that enthusiatio Nolan told Morris that he was going to see the brigade through the charge? It was his privilege to do so, and his heart beat high with hope. Little did he know of the extent of pig-headed stupidity natural to the two members of the English aristocracy who re spectively commanded and led that charge. A clear sharp voioe was soon heard in front of the brigade now formed in three lines. Lord Lnoan rode away to the " Heavies," nnd Nolan galloped round the rear to the left of the brigade, as the sharp voice cried 1 " Light Brigade forward trot mnrch 1 " In a moment the front line was away, as steady as if on parade, at a rapid trot following an erect gentleman, mounted on a chestnut thoroughbred, and wear ing tight scarlet trousers and a blue fur trimmed jacket, the front a perfect blnse of gold. The erect gentleman was as slender in figure, ns alert in gesture as a boy of twenty, nnd yet thnt man was fifty seven years old, and the Earl of Cardi gan himself. But hardly had they started, when Nolan uttered a cry, of astonishment aid rage. " Good God! are the fools going to chnrge down the valley ?" he shouted. Then setting spurs to his horse, he dashed out of his placa and galloped madly ncross the front, waving his sword. "Where are you going, my lord?" he shouted. "That is not Lord Rag Inn's order! Change front to the right. This way! This way! The batteries on the ridgel" Lord Cardigan was as hot-tempered in his wny as Lord Lucan. The audacity of an officer presuming to cross his front was enough.- For that officer to address his brigade was an additional insult. He spoke not a word, but point ed grimly forward with his sword. No lan's words were lost in the thunder of hoofs, and all that was seen was his figure crossing the front and wildly gesticulating, pointing to Causeway Ridge. Then the Russian batteries opened. There was a flash, a boom, and a second flash in the air, a little cloud of white smoke, and n loud spang! as the first shell burst in the faces of the trotting line. Poor Nolan threw his arms up with a fearful shriek, and fell back in his saddle, stone dead, struck through the heart. With a low groan of rage the rushing korsemen quickengd their pace and dashed on, at a wild gallop, into the valley of death. The secret hi Balaklava perished with Nolan. Cultivation of Lobsters. An interesting account of some re cent experiments in the breeding of lobsters is presented by a correspond ent of the Boston Journal of Commerce the locality of the trial being on the New England sea coast, which is cele brated for lobster fruitfulness, even if its shores are sandy. It appears that the lobster conservatory consists of an inlet from the sea which has been en closed by an embankment. The space enclosed contains thirty acres, and gates are provided to permit the tidal move ment of the water. "Last summer some 40,000 lobsters, of every age and condition, were let loose in the pond. Many of them were in the soft shell state, and many were unsaleable on account of a lost claw, or other mutilation. Food, in the shape of refuse from the fish market, was ireely supplied to them : aud a eate was put up at the entrance to prevent tneir escape into tne sea. When the ice had covered the pond. holes were cut and lobster traps were put down. Good, sizeable hard shell lobsters were nt once caught, and two things were proved : First, the water was deep and pure enough to keep the nsu auve, ana seconaiy, tne nsu were healthy, for they had taken their hard ened shells, in the usual manner, and new claws had grown in the place of those lost. In the spring, eels, perch and a great many other kinds of fish were taken from the pond in liberal quantities ; and now that the spawning season is well advanced, the farm has reached its final and most critical stage. Some 15,000 good, marketable lobsters have been taken out and sold. Every thing is favorable so far. The experiment is a very important one. If it succeeds it will introduce an entirely new system of lobster fishiDg, and do much to prevent the destruction of the natural supply. Nor is this all : for the same pond can be made to yield perch, flout ders, eels, smelts, and other fish in great quantities, at no additional expense. The Modern Roman. The Roman is frugal ; he wastes nothing. When he kills even a chick en, he saves the blood and makes it into puddings. Gold-finches, tomtits, and little fiishes about half an inch long are not neglected as useless, but are collected in sufficient quantities to fur nish a meal. He eats with relish the lowest description of food ; roasted chestnuts, during their season, are his daily bread. In summer, large coarse looking gourds, baked till they are soft, and in winter the seeds which are washed from them, furnish a considera ble article of consumption. Woodpeck ers, magpies, jays, hawks, owls and other birds of prey, tortoises, every fungus that can be gathered which is not poisonous, thistle roots, dandelion, shoots of the hop plant, and wild aspa ragus do not want for purchasers in the Roman markets. Prejudice alone, and not reason prevents us from following the Roman example in this respect. He is independent in his habits, par ticularly when belonging to the middle or lower classes of society, and wants but little assistance from others. He can cook his own dinner, fetch his own wine from the shop, arrange his own room and mend his own clothes. He is always a much better manager and housekeeper than his wife, who gener ally seems conseious of her inferiority, and entrusts all domestic arrangements to her lord .and master. He is civil, good-natured and oblig ing, lie is accuBtomnea to an inter course with strangers, and thinking himself, to a certain degree, their supe rior, is amused, not annoyed, by their oddities. He was trained to gentleman ly habits while we were yet painted savages. He still bears marks of this historical fact. The citizens of Sioux City. Iowa, are so well pleased with their Mayor that they have recently presented him with a $1,200 solitaire diamond ring, Mow Two Financiat Giants Llvei Commodortt Vdhderbilt's breakfast, writes a correspondent, would do for an anchorite a cup of coffee, plain toast, and the white of nu egg. His dinners are equally frugal. He taken tho tllr every day, rain or fllirio. He keeps no Into nodi's. Compnny or no company, he moves off to bed at ten. He prefers the society of a few friends to a hot soiree. The simple Moravian nirs of his boyhood, played by his accomplished wife on the piano, is sweeter music to him than the crash and fury of the opera. In his business he is cool, col lected, and self-reliant. The fume, fretting, and wasting of exciting busi ness is done by others, and not by him self. He never sells what he does not own, nor buys what he can not pay for and, if he will, lock up. He reads men with the intuition of a prophet. He locks his business affairs iu his own bosom, and, he says, " changes his mind when he chooses without being accused of vacillation." He touches nothing that he does not control. He is at nobody's mercy ; nobody can betray him, sell him out, buy h'im off, or in any way thwart his plans. At the fu neral of Horace F. Clark was Moses Taylor. He is over sixty, one of the hardest-working men in New York next to Stewart, Astor, Vanderbilt, doing more business than eny other man in the city. He is rugged, hearty, full of the vigor of youth, and seems good fer a quarter of a century of rough, tough toil. He runs one of the largest banks of the city. He is more than President he is autocrat of the concern. He has been for years his own book-keeper, and should anything happen to the books of his business down-town, he could duplicate them from under his own hand. He has kept a record of his business since he was a boy, and san show you the profit and Iobs, day by day, for fifty years. His style of busi ness has preserved his health and per petuated his fortune. His great point nas been to make money. Morses, fast liv.'ng, eating and drinking, hot liquors, yachting, ocean and mountain travel ing, seven by nine rooms at fashionable watering-places, races, and clubs, have no charms for him. Mr. Taylor takes his recreation in this wise : He rises early ; takes a bath ; eats a simple breakfast, and is down to the bank be fore the clerks. He is never excited, never in a hurrry ; is self-possessed and master of the situation. Business over, most men find recreation in a quiet game of billiards ; in a dash over the waves at Saudy Hook ; a little speed over the road, where the rivalry is suffi cient to make the bottom of a horse worth gold. Not so Mr. Taylor. The man who has made twenty dollars in Wall street spends half of it for a coaoh to ride up town, and a dinner at Del monico's. Mr. Taylor, worth $10,000, 000, rides up town in an omnibus, takes a frugal dinner takes a bath goes to bed and has a refreshing sleep gets up writes down the business of the day until ten, and then goes to bed. A mau who wants to see Moses Taylor in the evening won't look for him in the con cert hall, theatre, or club-room. He will find him in his own room, second story, front, pleasantly and cheerfully at work till bed-time. The prevailing style of Dusiness is entirely unlike these speci mens. The voung business men on the street copy J"im Fisk, Horace F. Clark, and men of thnt stamp. They are pre maturely old. Boys of thirty are older than their fa'.hers at sixty. Breakfast at eleven heated lunches, with abun dance of drink rushinginto wild spec ulations. This takes the hair off of the top of their heads knocks their under pinning out gives our boys incipient paralysis, and makes them walk round the streets with canes. "I can't sleep nights ; I get very little sleep after 12 o'clock ; I get up at three to get a bath, and read and lay round." If He Had but a Thousand. A Georgia paper, the Atlanta Herald, advises a man who has $1,000 to estab lish a hennery near that city, nnd de picts his glorious prospect thus, af fording a most remarkable instance of counting one's chicken's before they are even laid : " With $300 he can pur chase 1,000 good hens ; an additional $50 will buy him 100 cocks. Let him then rent a good piece of grassy land near the city, and expend $10 in fixing up chicken coops, nests and fencings. If he can then with the balance of his money purchase a cheap horse and a second-hand wagon, he is ready for business. His hens will furnish him at a low estimate an average of 600 eggs a day the year round, though, for certain purposes, let us say, fifty dozen per clay. He can secure steady sale for them at nn average of 17 cents per dozen, or $8.50 per day, or, in round figures, $3,000 a year. The food of these fowls may be liberally put at $250 per annum, and, with the little garden patch, which should be cultivated, the bee-hives, which should fringe the house, the cow, that should be carefully attended to, the man and his family could easily live on $1,000 a year. Put ting his rent at $200 cash per annum, ne would have profits of $1,500 quite a handsome thing. 1 The man with a thousand dollars,' is really affluent, if he only knew it. A Cheap Bridge. B. B. Choate. of Springfield, Vt., has invented a sus pension bridge, which is a novelty as well as a convenience. It consists of a single wire stretched across Black River and a car that will contain two persons that travels back and forth on the wire. The East end of the wire is the high est, ana tne momentum of the car serves to carry it across, a distance of two hundred feet, in fifteen seconds. Returning, the car travels to the centre of the wire, without help, and from thence is drawn up by a cord attached to the car, the entire trip occupying only thirty seconds. The skirt promenade costumes are now worn very close to the figure and made without any fullness about the hips. To produce this dresses are now heavily fringed or have lead sewed to the bottom of the skirt. Ia front the skirt is cut off sufficiently shott to ex hibit the shoes, and at the back train considerably. This, we are assured, is the very latest French fashion, the (iiiiMren's Cough. The Children linre It nnd the llemilt In the Family. When our ehildren eftme down with the -whooping-cough the other day, says a correspondent, wife and I did not mind it much nt first. But I am satis fled now that the whooping-cough is no joke. Wife asked Mrs. Higginnon, a denr old disciple of catnip tea and bone set, what was good for the whooping cough ? " Children got it ?" she inquired. " Terribly," replied Mrs. L. "Dear little hearts T' ejaculated the kind lady. " They couldn't have it in better time. Jes let 'em have a little lickrish to eat, and they'll get oyer it lovely." This made wife nnd me glad. Three weeks of the best time to have whooping-cough in have gone by and ourlittle ones are still wrestling with the disease.' We comfort ourselves with the belief that the " good time " can't last much longer, and that little Johnny, who has got it the worst, is certainly going to " get over it lovely." For a fortnight wife nnd I have not slept a wink. It is not a trifling task to take good care of seven children when they are nil afllict ed simultaneously with the whooping cough. They will kick the clothes off. The thought has come over me with ?ingular force frequently during te Inst ortnight, as I have stumbled around to the various cribs in the night-time with a bottle of ipecao in one hand and a glass of ice-water in the other, that, in the language of the poet, " this world's a wilderness," a vale of tears, ns it were. My shins nre beautifully variegated in blue, purple, and yellow tints, accord ing to the date of the bruise. 1 notice that jams on the shin follow a regular law. When you first fall over the chair the place looks red and irritated ; then it changes to a dark azure ; by Wednes day a little purple begins to be mixed in around the edges ; and finally it as sumes an affros tinge. I watched the development of this law with much in terest till the bruises got too much con fused to date them accurately. My east shin now bears a striking resemblance to an old map of the United States, with the Chicago fire, " showing the burned district," just below the knee, and the Boston fire a little lower down. The most discouraging thing, though, about a' tour through the whooping-cough that is, when it's a "good time to have it" is the joy with which all your friends seem to be inspired when you tell them, with a haggard look, that all your children are down with it. Mine is a heart that naturally craves sympa thy. 1 yearn for it. But not since my wedding day, eight years ago, have I been congratulated so much ns I have since my seven children took the whooping-cough. Every time I go home to my dinner I tell Samantha of some good friend whom I have met, and who says " there never was a better time to have the whooping-cough." Snmnntha sheds a sickly smile, strangles a little, and tries to look encouraged. Just about this time Johnnie explodes, grabs his little waistband, all the rest set up a whoop, aud for a moment my usually quiet home reminds one of a Modoc stronghold. The grandmother, " Aunt Jane," wife, and I go back to the table and talk it over, nnd wife says, " Good ness knows, I'm glad the little dears didn't catch it at any other season." And so I struggle on from day to day, the constant recipient of hearty cou gratulatious that my children are so fortunate as to have the whooping cough at this season of the year. Some times I think to myself that few people are blessed with so many dear children and so much seasonable whooping cough. And yet I am convinced that if the number of children in my family had been less the whooping-ceugh might have got the best of us, even in this dear, delightfully , opportune whooping-cough time. A Chapter in Cheese. The following story of a lost heir is told by a Tasmanian paper, the Com wall Chronicle: " About seven years ago, in the city of London, a cheesemonger died, leav ing cash to the amount of 100,000 to be quarrelled over, fought aud disputed for, by the reputed heir-at-law. Ad vertisements were inserted at different times in the English newspapers, nnd many a claimant a la Tichborne was forthcoming. The lawyers, however, were not satisfied that any of the nu merous claimants were the 'right men,' and what has just transpiredd proves they were correct in their judgment, as the 'right man' has turned up in the person of the deceased cheesemonger's brother, George Hutley, who arrived in this colony about forty years ago. He was discovered by F. Stevens, a Vic torian barrister, splitting up in the ranges of that colony, taken to Mel bourne, shipped on board a stealer, and brought to Launceston, and then taken to Hobart Town, where he was identified as the veritable Georce Hut- ley, who arrived at Tasmania some forty years ago. Alter all the necessary doc uments are procured to prove, without a shadow of a doubt, the man's identity, he will proceed to England to claim his inheritance." A Dog Suit, The Hon. Caleb Cushing brought a suit in the District Court of Washington against Thomas Kelly, the owner of a dog living near him, claiming $1,000 damage on the first count and $3,000 on the second count. He set forth that the defendant did wrongfully keep a dog, which was used and accustomed to bark continually by day and night, ana tuat on baturday he did then and there allow the 6aid dog to bark inces santly from early in the day throughout the whole ?ay and night following, and thereby hindered and prevented the Elaintiff from studying and transacting is lawful business by day, and de priving him of his sleep during the night, so as injuriously to affect his health and the peaceful use of his property, for all of which Mr. Cushing claims $4,000, as aforesaid. The Court gave judgment that the nuisance would have to be abated by the removal or killing of the dog, and that Kelly de posit a collateral of $25 to secure the abatement of the nuisance, which sum would be forfeited in case of failure, reeuliur People in the Mountain. A Rockbridge correspondent of the Richmond WMff says that in the moun tains of Amherst, thef-e live alld mote and have their being a curious class of people. Generally ignorant, or rather without book learning, they live hard, work hard, and one would suppose, must die hard, on about the poorest land in the State of Virginia. Away up among the hills and hollows, with fre quently nothing but a bridle path to tlieir log houses and patches, they raise more children, dogs, and cats, than any people on God's green earth, and, with out any of what people in the more cultivated portions of the State call comforts, they seem ashoppy as the day is long. But I started not to write of them, but of the "Hermit of Otter Creek, whose nearest neighbor lives half a mile off from him. His name is Larkin Noel, aged about seventy years a little weasel-f need, dried-tip old man, with a head as white as snow, and a voice piping and shrill. Some fifteen years ago he went West and stayed two years, but not liking it came back and "squatted" on a patch of ground in the mountains, on Otter Creek, eight miles from the canal. Here, under an over hanging rock, he patcked himself up a cabin, not ten feet square, and only high enough to stand up in. There ia no floor to it but the hard earth ; no bed or bedding, unless a pile of old rags can be called the latter. A frying-pan aud coffee-pot are the Btock of coeking utensils, and that is everything his cabin contains. He cultivates a small patch of tobacco and corn, and makes enough to buy his coffee, aud on it and corn bread he lives. Here for twelve long years, with no neighbor nearer than half a mile, alone in the solitude of the mountains, Larkin Noel has lived, and when asked why he did not go to his relatives nnd friends, why an old man like him lived off that way where he might die and no one know it, his only answer is, " Because it suits me." Imagine that answer given in the shrill, piping tone of age, the old man in his rags peering at you with his bleored eyes, from under his elfin locks, and you have Lnrkin Noel, the Hermit of OtterCreek. He isnot a misanthropic hermit, but very cheerful nnd talkative, and seems to have no other reason than the one he gives for his way of life. It is not necessity, for he could go to his people, who, though poor, are kind, and would care for him. It is simply be cause "it suits him," and his way of life truly illustrates the saying that "one-half the world know not how the other half live." Next to Larkin comes his one-armed sister-in-law, who lives within a mile or so of him. Though she had but one arm the right one having lost the other by accident, she does a full day's work for a man in the corn field, among the horses and cattle, aud in the kitchen. " She ain't much for pretty, but she's bully for work," Larkin remarks, and truly she is.a won derful creature, and, though homely aud unlearned, her stern devotion to duty in the hard struggle her and all her people have with nature for a livelihood, puts to blush the whining and whimper ing of many strong young men of our State, who say they "can find nothing to work at," and I could but wish some of the over-nice young ladies, who shudder at the sight of a broom-handle, could see this sturdy, one-armed woman going through her daily tasks without a murmur, that they too might realize the full force and meaning of General Lee's oft-quoted: " Duty is the noblest word in our language." Not very far from Jordan's Amherst Furnace two old maiden ladies live and work a poor farm together. They say their brothers left home, leaving their father only to them, and he worked them like men. Sp they are used to it. They make fair crops of oats, corn, and tobacco, and have the nicest, neatest garden in the county. They 'tend their own horses and cows, and do all the farm work, and live alone and are cheer ful and happy. But I have given you enough about the curious people of the mountains of old Amherst, and can only hope I have let your readers look in upon a hitherto unknown land, right in the heart of Virginia, and that it may stimulate writei s more able, and with more spare time, to "work up" the many strange and interesting features of Virginia life and society, in nil its different forms and phases. Insects. It is the season of insects. Farmers come in contact and often in conflict with them. Sometimes they destroy tlieir friends among the insects, believ ing them to be their enemies. It is well to learn one from the other. To this end we recommend careful observa tion of the habits of all insects found on the farm or in the orchard, so far as the farmer may have time. We com mend this kind of study to the young people especially. The boys and girls who attempt to make a collection of every species of insect on their respec tive farms, and to name tbem or learn their names will have found at the end of the summer that they know a great deal more of the world about them than they did before. There are books which furnish directions for collecting, preserving, pinning, &o. the specimens, and plenty of entomoligists who will gladly name what cannot be named by the collector. Gather the insects. Have a large-mouthed vial with alcohol in it in your pocket, and every new in sect you see drop therein, remembering where, npon what plant, and when you found it and what it was apparently doing. A Gentleman's Description of his Wife's Temper. Monday. A thick fog, no seeing through it. Tuesday. Gloomy and very chilly, unseasonable weather. Wednesday. Frosty, at times sharp. Thursday. Bitter cold in the morn ing, red sunset, with flying clouds, por tending hard weather. Friday. Storm in the morning, with peals of thunder ; air clear afterward. Saturday. Gleams of suashine, with partial thaw; frost again at night. Sunday. A light south wester in the morning ; calm and pleasant at dinner time; hurnoane and earthquake at night. The Magic Hill. At Apolda stands the Oldwives' Mill. In nppearanoe it is much the same ns a huge coffee mill, only that it is worked from beneath instead of from above. Two large beams form the handles by which the mill is turned by two stout serving men. Old women are thrown in at the top, wrinkled and bent, with out hair and without teeth, and they reappear below quite young and trim, with cheeks as rosy as an apple ; one turn does it crick, crack it goes, ex citing the very brain only to listen I Yet when those who have become young are asked if it is not a painful process, they answer: "Painful! on the con trary, it is quite delightful I" A long way from Apolda there lived once upon a time an old woman. She had often heard of the mill, and as she had been very happy in her youth, she one fine day suddenly determined that to the mill she would go. It was slow work, for often she had to rest on her way, and sometimes she was stopped by a fit of coughing. By degrees, how ever, she gradually got over the dis tance, and at last she stood before the mill. " I wish to be ground young ogain," she said to one of the serving men, who, with hands in Iris pockets, was quietly sitting on a bench, puffing rings of smoke into the still blue air. " What a journey it is to Apolda !" she said. " And pray what may your name be ?" said the man, with a yawn. "Old Mother Redcap." " Sit down, then, on a bench. Mother Redcap," and the man went into the mill, and, opening a thick book, returned with a long strip of paper. "That's the bill, my boy, is it?" asked tne old woman. " Not a bit of it," replied the other. " Grinding costs nothing at all, only you must sign tins paper. " Sign 1" screamed the old woman " What ! sign my poor soul away, I suppose ? No, no ; never will I do that I am a pious woman, and hope one day to reach heaven." " It's not quite as bad as that," said the man, with a grin. " This paper is only a list of all the follies you have committed during your life. Yoa will find it quite complete to the very day and hour. Before you can be ground young again you must pledge yourself to commit them all over again, just in the very same order as before exactly as they stand here. To be sure, con tinued he, glancing down the paper, " Were s a pretty good list, .Mother lied cap ! From sixteen to six and twenty, every day one, except Sunday, when there's two ! Then it seems to have been a little better till the forties. Then'it came thick enough, I must say ! Toward the end, however, it looks pretty much as usual. The old woman sighed nnd said : " But, children, it would never repay one to be ground young again at such a cost I " No, I (fdmit it never would." replied the man. " Very few, indeed, could it ever repay, and so we have an easy time of it. Sevea red-letter days in a week! The mill is always still at least of late years, it was a trine more lively long ago." ' " Now, couldn't wo just strike out a few things T pleaded the old woman, with a tap on the man s shoulder. " anppose we only say three things. wouldn't mind doing nil the rest over again, if it must really be so, only let just three be struck out. " No, no, replied the man, "that is quite impossible. All, or none. " Here, then, take back yonr list. said the old woman, after some thought. " 1 don t care a pin about your stupid old mill, and she went her way. wnen sue reached home the good loik came to look at her, and, in sur prise, exclaimed : " Why, Mother Red' cap, you come back older than you went. So there's no truth in the mill, after all?" She coughed a little dry cough, and answered : " There is a great deal of truth in the mill, but I was frightened ; and after all a little more or less of this life what does it matter ?" Solvent Indeed. According to the Cincinnati Commer cial, during the early part of June a Mr. John a , Sr., hied a petition in bankruptcy in the Uuited States Court in this city, and accordingly the usual notice was afterwards sent to him, to appear in court on the 12th day of June, to "show cause why the proceedings should not be dismissed. It seems the notice was served on John S , Jr. son of the petitioner, and was returned with the following endorsement : " United States District Court, Southern District of Ohio, U. S. A My answer to the within is, that I ney er applied for bankruptoy. I had no need of it. I am not worth a dollar and don't owe a dollar ; therefore I am sol vent. I vote a straight ticket ; am op posed to tho stealings in the United States Congress, because they give me none of them. I accept no free passes on railroads, no free ball tickets, no free dinners, no treats in saloons, and I seldom go into lsdies' society for fear of being contaminated and corrupted. pay as I go, sleep soundly, work every day except Sunday, then I go to church sometimes. J ohn a , J b. The Western Railroads. Western papers, which have been in the habit of publishing the railway time-tables gratuitously, nave dropped them since the roads announced that there would be no more dead-heading on their part. The recent action of the Western roads has created much in terest. The general passenger agent of a leading road told tne writer of this. that a grand mistake was made when editors' tickets were cut off that the papers did for the roads advertising that was worth ten times the amount of the tickets, and was the cheapest and best advertising the roads ever had. It is now generally decided in the West, that if the. roads receive a line of men tion in the papers they must pay for it the same as others. If the papers ad here to this rule, they will find that the cutting off of dead-head tickets hai been a good thing for them. The roads will have to advertise to secure, bus mess, and advertise largely, Facts and Fancies. The new Slaats Zeitunn printing offioe in New York cost $800,000. TTnrtford proposes to erect a $50,000 monument to the memory of its first settlers. A mine of superior sealing wax is the latest mine-ralogical discovery in Ken tucky. A well-bred Calif ornian shot a fellow boarder dead, at Vallejo, for drinking out of the water pitcher. A Fountain County flnd.1 man went into a mill-pond to rescue a dog ; and then both went over the dam to death. The Washington Headquarters at Morristown, N. J., will soon pass into the possession of tho New Jersey His torical Society. The defalcations of E. S. Mills, late President of the Brooklyn Trust Com pany, have caused the concern to sus pend payment. The Boston Journal says that money is so easy in that city that it is hard to make a loan of a large amount at any thing above five per cent. A woman in Richmond, Va.f turned her mother, who is more than ninety years old, out of doors because she is bid, useless and expensive. Four hundred and fifty Germans are on their way from Russia to the United States because of having been declared liable to enforced military service. Illinois farmers are attempting to ex terminate the Cannda thistles, by cut ting them off near the ground and plac ing salt on the stum" to kill the root. Iowa larmer8 complain ot a scarcity of laborers. Three dollars a day will not bring them help enough to attend to their crops. And yet the city is full of idlers. Two trusting young men in Michigan were lately inveigled into an out-of-the- way place to see a big snake, and tnere robbed of such valuables as they carried about them. The property of the Alden type-set ting and distributing machine was sold by auction recently for $9,500. The inventor has sank half a million dollars in his failure. In a few weeks the fall and winter fashion 8 will be announced. The usual predictions regarding their great novelty and beauty are made, and fashionables are on the qui vive. A centle parent at Greencastle, Ind.t lately broke the arm of his seven-year-old boy with a club, because ho took a piece of candy without leave and divided it with his baby brother. In Vienna, there were in one day sixty-two cases of cholera, forty-two of which had proved fatal. In one hotel there had been forty-two cases, and the hotel has been closed. Two nnnarentlv resneetable Indies were arrested in Montreal, a few days since, while attempting to steal flower pots from a cemetery. They placed them for concealment in an umbrella. George Francis Train is laid up at Hamburg iu Germany with chills and fever contracted while imprisoned at the Tombs. He has been confined to his bedroom there for weeks, and his con dition is represented as precarious. It was found impossible to pen a locked door in the jail at Springfield the other day, even with the assistance of a locksmith, and au old burglar, who was in custody, was appealed to try his hand. He opened the door in a very few minutes. Tommy was as bright as usual on his first night in the country last week. He did not like his pillow over much, and, on feeling it over, announced his ver dict that in the country tuey sold tne soft ends of feathers, and retained the quill part for home consumption. There is a bank president in New York who was contemplating a trip to Europe during the summer, but who found that this would deprive the clerks of their usual vacation. He generously remains at his post, taking the place of each one in turn as he goes for a period of recreation. A sea-horse has been secured for the Manchester aquarium. The Man chester Examiner says: "With the head, neck and body, of a horse, it has a tail like a lizard, which it entwines round seaweed or a bit of natural rock work. In this position it waits with remarkable patience for its food. As an exemplification of the economy of labor in manufactures, the making of railroad bars is a most striking one. No manual labor except supervision of the machinery is used. The shapeless lump of heated iron is seized, passed through thirteen sets of rolls, and is turned over five times for side rolling without a stop. The time occupied is thirty seconds, and there is a completed, perfect rail. The Philadelphia Press says that if the money which our people spend in going to Europe were expended at home, in planting trees, in improving streets, and in building up manufac tures, we would soon have a country more worthy of being seen than Europe, and the Europeans would come to visit, us. Enough money will be spent in Europe this year to build manufactures in Illinois thnt would increase the value of corn 10 cents a bushel. A novel strike has occurred i Lowell, Mass. About 100 girls employed in the stitching and mending room of the hosiery department of the Lawrence corporation left the mill because the agent would not give them the privilege of having the windows of their room open at the bottom. One objection to the opening of the windows at the bot tom is that the employes are in such a case more liable to neglect their work in looking out. The strikers returned to work. The young ladies of Vassar College have a daily allowance of 126 pounds of steak for breakfast and 200 pounds of beef or mutton for dinner. The fair students consume between 270 and 850 quarts of milk daily, and from 75 to 100 ponnds of butter. Half a barrel of sugar, 6 pounds of coffee, and 3 or I pounds of tea are used every day. During warm weather they have ice cream twice a week, and each time one hundred quarts is the allowance. The quantity of fruits, vegetables, &c, cor respond to these figures.