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' N.', " ' ' ' 1 ' . ii. i. VOL; VII. EIDGWAY, ELK COUNTY, FA., THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 15, 1877. NO. 39. v tiii 2. Jennie, the Milkmaid. My heart 1 bo light, I sing;day and night, Book, Bosk, Book. My pail is now ready, I carry it steady, Moo, Boss, Moo. My Jamie comes whistling, He knows I am listening, So, Boss, 8o. He smiles In my faoe, And then takes my plaoe, Stand, Boss, Stand. I sink right by his side, My warm blushes to hide, Wink, Boss, Wink. He looks down in my eyes, I peep np in surprise, Low, Boss, Low. "Look, Jennie, look yonder I" I turn in great wonder, Back, Boss, Back. Bound my neok his arm steals, On the air his laugh peals, Slow, Boss, Blow. On my lips, quick as light, Ho sprigs like a wight, Turn, Boss, Turn. Then away I run fast ; He Bings out : " Caught at last."' Bye, Boss, Bye. The - Burnt Letter. It was a gossiping neighbor who had boen spending nn hour with Mrs. Webb, aud just before she went she had let fly the nrrow she had kept in her quiver. "Your son Grantley goes over tho hill tethe Burdock's pretty often, Mrs. Webb," said she. "I don't know it if he does," replied the old lady. "Naturally he wouldn't tell you until the lust, after old Burdock's quarrel with his dead father," said the neighbor " but everybody else knows. It's said to be a settled thing. Why, Keziah saw him kiss her at the gate one Sunday night, and even Ann Burdock would hardly go so far ns that unless it was bo, eh? Well, good-bye." She hurried off leaving her hostess dumb and motionless at tho door. f.t was some moments before she eve.i thought of going in and casting herself into her chair, but she did it at last, an;) fell to talking to herself in this wise : "Oh, it's worso than anything that ever happened tome. I've had trouble, heaven knows, but it was the kind I had to bear if God sent it, but this doesn't seem right. My Grantley to marry Ktt yen Burdock s daughter, the child o'f the very worst enemy his fath .r ever had, a girl brought up by awomanld-'spisc! Wall Burdock never had the ways I liked, nor did the things I thought right for a woman to do. Everything is to different with the Burdocks, so strange. Like ought to marry like, or thcre'il never be a happy home. But that's the way with men 1 a pretty face strikes them and away they go, aud Grantlev is like the rest. Why should he choose Sarah Burdock's daughter ?" She rocked to and fro as she spoke, letting her neglected knitting drop into her lap. "There's Fanny White," she mur mured, " a nice, thrifty girl ; and Min nie Holm. Why, her mother is the best friend I have. There are plenty of girls I could have made up my mind to ; thonghl don't know why Grantley should mnrry any one yet. But Ann Burdock, with her showy ways, and her airs and graces, I never can welcome her, never, never. I must go away and live by my self if she comes here to lord it over the house ; and her mother, no doubt, will come and sit and talk in her foolish, flighty way ; and the sisters will sit in the parlor windows, aud take up the table. They'll be here half the time, and make nobody of me. I know them. Oh 1 if my Grantley does marry Ann Burdock. But it can't be I It can't !" Just then n foot struck the floor of the porch, the window raised a little, and through the aperture came flying two letters. One a yellow, vulgar-looking missive, the other a little white envelope with a monogram upon it. The old lady looked up. The postman, who had thus easily de livered his letters, looked over his shoulder, aud laughed and nodded at her, as he hurried away with his leather bag upon his arm, and she put on her spectacles to read the superscriptions. The yellow envelope held only one of those circulars with which tradesmen of all sorts are in the habit of flooding the country. The white one was not ad dressed to her, but to her son, and tha monogram was a very pretty silver and blue A. B. "Ann Burdock," said the old lady. " It's a note from her. Now, I wonder what she has written to my boy ? I'd like to know. It's very easy opening these envelopes. 'Tisn't as if they were sealed ; and what harm would it be for a mother to read a letter to her son ? I've half a mind to do it. Only he'd bo angry, maybe. Well, then, I'm angry too, and with more reason. Yes I will." A little old-fashionod copper kettle simmered and bubbled upon the stove. A little spirt of steam arose from its spout. The old lady looked at it. Then, rising, she crept across the floor in a guilty sort of fashion, and held the en velope with its flaps downward, close to the mouth of the spout. She held it for a few moments, and then softly touched it with her thumb and finger. It was quite damp, and one fold peeled away from the other very easily, oud there lay the little note in her hand. She might have read it if she chose ; if there were secrets in it, Mus Ann Burdock should have secured them bet ter than sb could with the little touoh of mucilage the maker of those enve lopes had bestowed on each one. Mrs. Webb took off her glasses, wiped them from the steam that had gathered upon them, and, still standing, opened the sheet of pnpojr adorned with a mono gram like that upon the envelope, and read as follows : "Dear Grantlei You went away angry with me on Sunday evening, and said that if I would not take back what I had said jou would never come to see me again. And I was too proud and too angry to say a wora to keep you. But, Grantley. dear. I'm sorrv for it now. You were in the right, and I was to blame, and I take it all back every word. I never meant it. You are so downright you think one must mean all one says, but indeed I never meant it And so forgive mo and come again next Sunday night. I find that life would bo a very sad thing for me if we really quarreiiea. i ours forever, Ann. "So t" muttered Mrs. Webb, between her teeth. " It has gone so far, then ; nud she has been showing her temper aud angeiiug Grantley. Well, if he has spirit enough to stay away one week, he'll have spirit enough to stay away al- togeuier, pernops. Then she gave an ongrv stamu. "Why do I comfort myself with that ?" she said. " I know this letter will call him back to her, and he'll be more in love with her than ever. Oh, if she had not written I I know my boy well enough to know that he would not go book to her without that. Well, ho hasn't seen it yet j and if I choose ho ucver iieeu. xt is ior ms goou, J. Know. Ann Burdock is not the girl for him. I'll keep him from her." She dropped Ann Burdock's letter upon the fire. There it lay. a black and shrivelled fold of tinder, as her son's step sounded in the hall, and she cov ered it from sight with the kettle. In came Grantley, his face bright with tne outer cold. "Settiug yoursolf ou fire, mother?" tie asked, "l smell something scorch ing." " It's not my dress." she answered. and busied herself with the teapot, aud rang the hell for the tea things. In jaine the girl with the tray, and again Mrs. Webb had a little fright. " Any letter for me ?" asked her son, with an eager look in his face. "No," she answered faintly. "Did yon expect one ?" "Not I," said he, his brows contract ing. "But I met the postman on the hill, and he called out to me to hurry nome and get my love-letter, His joke, I snppose." " It was impudent of him," said Mrs. Webb, not daring to meet her son's eve. " That's n love-letter, is it ?" She tossed him tho tradesman's circu lur. He glanced at it and put it down. How sad ho looked 1 What gray tints there were about his eyes aud temples ! How much thinner ho seemed thau he did a week or so ago 1 Was it all that quarrel with the Bur dock girl ? Would it have been better that he should have had that niouo grammed note ? The mother put the thought from her. She spread the little store of dain ties before her son and tried to make him eat ; and though she had been so frightened by his questions, she could not help approaching the dangerous sub ject herself. "Are you going out to-night?" she asked. " No," he answered ; " I think not." " The neighbors were telling mo you went over the hill to the Burdock's rather often," she went on. " Well, if I have, mother," he answer ed, " that is no sign I shall go again." " Well, there are better places than the Burdock's," said Mrs. Webb, " and I thought you'd never think of a girl whose father quarreled with yours, and may have the evil temper of her mother. She's a flirt, too, they say." Then she bounced out of the room. When she came back Grantley had gone upstairs. She heord the boards of his bed-room floor creak as he walked up and down for hours, but she did not see him again that night. Well, well," she said to herself, " he'll get over it." But, whatever the feeling was, love, anger, or grief, it did not agree with Grantley Webb. He grew thinner aud thinner. He took less iuttrest in that which went on around him. Ho avoided all the other young peoploof the place, and seemed to have neither youth nor spirit left. Could it be all about that girl Ann, old Mrs. Webb asked herself, trying'.to cheat herself into the idea that the boy was only ill. But in vain she made him warm possets and bowls of herb tea. Even if he had drunk them, which he did not, for they all went to water the grass of the old orchard even if he had drunk them, they would have done him no good. Only rne thing could help him the only thing that seemed to him impossible as he sat at his window, staring through the starlit midnight at the roof of the Burdock dwelling, never guessing that under its eaves Ann Burdock sat, at once angry and sorry, thinking of him and none other. He had not answered her note ; lie was unforgiving; but she had vexed him. She was partly to blame. The old lady in the ruffled night-cap who often started from her sleep in in the big front bedroom of the Webb home with a dream of letters that called up into tinder over the red coal had ; more on her conscience than she knew. For though Ann grieved, she did not wear her heart upon her sleeve, but was outwardly gayer than ever, and flirted as she never had before, until at last the same neighbor who had brought the news of Grantley's love affair to his mother, dropping into tea, gave Mrs. Webb and her son a bit of gossip as they sat at the table together. -" Ann Burdock is geing to be married at last. It's that young man from Lon donMr. Millet I believe weddings when I see them now," said Mrs. Webb. But Mrs. Burdock herself told me" this," said the guest. -. When she was gone, Grantley, who sat before the table still, with his elbows upon it', dropped his head upon his arms, and there ws a sound of quici breathing. t f For a little while his mother watched him. Then she went close. " Grantley," she said, in a trembling voice, "what is it? What ails you? Tell me 1" " It's only that I'm a fool, mother," he answered. " But Grantley, what about ?" He lifted up his young, worn face then, and answered : " Mother, don't you know f It's about Ann Burdock. It's been very hard to bear, but if she does marry any one else I shall kill myself, I think. Life doesn't seem worth having." " Life doesn't seem worth Laving, if you can't have Ann I" the mother said, in a puzzled sort of way. " But why, what is there in her ?" " What there never is in more than one woman to any man, mother," said Grantley. Somehow, from the far-away years of youth.a memory came bock to his mother that helped her to understand him. She felt that she had done very ill, and if confession could do any good, she would even confess. At least, if she could not quite do that, she would let him know the truth about Ann. "Grantley, dear," she faltered, "you you had a quarrel ?" "Yes," he answered. " But if she had written to beg your pardon you'd have forgiven her ?" She almost hoped that he would say "No " that she need not go on. But he answered : " Yes but she never wrote." " I think she did, Grantley," said the mother. I I know she did. I I an accident happened to the letter. It it gotburnt;bnt I'm sure it was annpology. Indeed, I saw a few words, but I didn't think you cared so. You see it it fell into the fire." " Why did yon not tell me before ?" cried Grantley. " Well, I somehow didn't like," was all the mother could say. " And why don't you go and ask her about it, and see what it was ?" Poor Mrs. Webb, when her son, after many questions, had taken her advice, cried bitterly. She might have felt even worse bad she heard what Ann wns saying. The story had been told, a reconcilia tion effected, a declaration made to the effect that Mr. Millet had never beeu loved. And then Ann Burdock said, with a laugh "But, Grantley, your mother burnt that letter ou purpose. Ouly a mau could believe the story you've told me. She did not want me for a daughter-in-law. I owe her no grudge remember that, and don't tell her what I say." Grantley never did. And old Mrs. Webb has often been heard to say that Ann Burdock has turned out better than could huve been expected. A Man who Turns Copper into Gold. The following is clipped from the Sau Francisco Mulctin : A gentleman resid ing in this city, who is in close corres pondence with relatives in Santiago, the capital of the Republic of Chili, states that Paraf has maintained himself, des pite tho opposition brought against him. He has now three establishments iu op eration, and is producing wculerful re sults. He has organized a company with a capital of $8,000,000, and the peo ple ore absolutely crazy to procure stock. Copper mines that were formerly com paratively valueless ore now held at exhorbitant figures, and prospecting is active in every direction. One of the instances of Paraf 's assays is interesting. A ton of copper ore from the Caracoles district was submitted to several of the well-known assayers in the presence of a number of citizens, Paraf also being present. The assayers announced the result they had obtained four and a half per cent, of gold. There upon Paraf suggested that there must be more of the precious metal in the ore. but the assayers were prevent ed finding it on account of its being hid den by the copper. He produced the chemical powder, which he ca'.ls "reac tive," and this was submitted to those present, and in its turn analyzed, with out detecting the presence of gold. Scat tering this over the pulverized mass, and allowing about half an hour for manipulation in order to produce thor ough incorporation with it, he asked the metallurgists to reassay the ore, when the astonishing result of thirty seven and a half per cent was reached Paraf is reported to be on the top wave of success. He has purchased the Quin ta, on the Canada, the principal street of Santiago, the former residence of the late Harry Meiggs, and which cost him $500,000, and there receives the worship ers of the golden calf in right royal style. Chili is beginning to believe m him as its financial savior, and his influence is only limited by the credulity of the peo ple. How to Regulate Light. Statistics kept by oculists emploved in infirmaries for eye diseases have shown that the habits of some persons iu facing u window from which the light falls di rectly in the eye as well as ou the work, njure their eyes in the end. The best way is to work with a side light, or. if the work needs a strong illumination, so that it is necessary to have the working table before the wiudow, the lower por tion of the latter should be covered with a screen, so as to have a top light alone, which does not shine in the eyes while the head is slightly bent over and down ward toward the work. In the schools in Germany this matter has already been attended to, and the rule adopted is to have ll the seats aud tables so arranged that the pupil never faces the windows, but only has the side lights from the left ; and as a light sim ultaneously thrown from two sides g ves an inference of shadows, it has been strictly forbidden to build school rooms with windows on both sides, such illumi nation having also proved injurious to the eyes of the pupils. We may add to this advice not to place the lamp in front of yon when at work in the eve ning, but a little on one side, and never neglect the use of a shade so as to pro vent the strong light shining in the eye. This is especially to be co&jdered at th present time with kerosene lamps, with intensely luminoiw.fla168' Deoom'S FARM, GARDEN AND HOUSEHOLD.' Improved Method of Wintering Cows. Mr. Linus W. Miller, of Stockton, N. Y., an experienced dairyman, advocates, in a pamphlet entitled " Meal Feeding and Animal Digestion," a system of feed ing cows during winter, which involves tho use of but three quarts of meal per day. He asserts that this amount of good Indian meal, fed under proper con ditions, is more than the equivalent for all the good hay a cow can be coaxed to eat that the animal does not need to have its stomach distended with a great bulk of woody fiber, which imposes upon the system a large amount of extra mechanical work both in the processes of digestion and remastication that, in brief, bulk in food is not advantageous but to the contrary, and that nuriment in food governs the condition ard health of the animal, and that condensation of nutriment is true economy. Mr. Miller has conducted physiological investiga tions into the functions of the four stom achs of the cow, whence it appears that meal follows the same course as herb aceous food, and stays longer in the rumen than coarse food, while it also digests more thoroughly than when the energies of the stomach are divided be tween meal and coarse herbage. Whatever may be the correct theory in this regard, results of actual practice appear to bear out Mr, Miller's views. The report of a committee, appointed to examine into the system by the Western New York Dairymen's Association, shows the following facts : The examination was conducted upon Mr. Miller's herd of Ohatauqua county - native cows, th average live weight of which was 900 pounds. The herd were fed exclusively upon corn meal for seven weeks, each animal, according to its digestive ca pacity, making an average of about three quarts of meal per day for each cow. The animals did not ruminate, did not manifest bo much desire for food as cows fed on hay alone in the usual way, a lit tle less than they will eat, showed no signs of unrest or suffering ; and at the time of going back to hay, the cows had neither lost nor gained llesh. After re turning to hay, their stomachs rilled and ruminating went on normally, healthy calves were dropped, and when turned to grass the animals took on flesh faster than those wintered in the usual way. Their daily yield of milk was twenty-nine pounds three ounces, or one pound eleven ounces per cow more than that of any other herd sent to the same cheese factory. As regards the economy of meal feed ing, Mr. Miller points out that one bushel of corn, ground aud tolled, will last nn ordinary sized cow of 900 pounds weight twelve days, and is equal to 240 Eounds of hay, . Com at e;,xty cents per nshel is therefore the equivalent of hay at five dollarspcr ton of 2,000 pounds, and where it can bo had at that rate the cost of wintering the animal will range from seven to ten dollars, according to cold nets and length of the foddering season. But hay as a rule costs at least ten dollars per ton, and frequently much moro. Hence the estimated saving by meal feeding is placed at from five to twenty dollars per aciinal, according to tho respective prices of corn and hay. Seientijlo American. Ornpe-Rot. The only form of grape-rot that we have had nr. opportunity of observing has visited us in the last two seasons. It appears suddenly in July. The grapes, usually only parts of bunches, soon be came brown and soft, like a rotten apple, and when tho unaffected berries are ripe they still adhere, shrivelled up, and usually of a reddish tinge. The Wilder (Rogers No. 4) hos been most affected, aud the Iona, Eumelan and Clinton have suffered partially. These sorts are of such different characters of leaf and berry texture, and style of growtb, that there does not seem to be any reason ap parent on these internal grounds for their being subject to the visitation. But while gathering the Clintons from a large frame covering a lean-to green house, and elevated three feet above its glass, a circumstance was observed which shed some light on the case, and shows that the cause is to be sought in some sudden stress upon the circulation and leaf digestion, while very active, and while the conditions of temperature and moisture are inducing very free and ten der develorcment and extension of new growth. The rafter-like rods, to which the canes are strictly confined, are two feet apart, the object being to shade the glass below without cutting off too much light. For the same reason all side shoots from the cones were stopped at one or two leaves beyond the one bunch of fruit allowed on each. And while gathering the very fine fruit about the middle of October, it was noticed that although many bunches had partially rotted where only one leaf existed beyond the bunch, and especially where this leaf was small there was not a single case to be found where there were three or four leaves, or a continued expansion of them, after the second or third pinching. As the pinch ing of these canes required the use of ladders, the whole growth was closely pinched at each of the three or four times of operating, from about May 20 to about the end of July. Vines else where, more conveniently within reach. and pinched more frequently aud more moderately, escaped rot. The rot is not, however, to be attrib uted to the pinching alone. We had warm, humid weather during July, and very free growth, and a general and sud- dea stopping of the points of growth extension, either by hand or by weather. while under such rapid headway, must naturally be expected to cause injurious congestion, and at such a season an em barrassed, tender growth will quickly go into decay. It is worthy of note that mildew has been but little prevalent during these two seasons. The active leaf transpiration seems to have pre. vented its germs from gainintr lodsa. ment. Our Concords, thinned and very moderately pinched, has most. -W. in jem rorc Tribune, Iteclpeo, : . Suet Pudding. Two aud one-half cupfuls flour, one teaspoonful salt, one cup suet chopped line, two eggs, scant pint milk, one-half teaspoonful soda, one-half cup apples chopped fine, one teaspoonful each of cloves and cinnamon, three teaspoonfuls molasses; steam one and three-quarter hours. Applb Custard Pie. One pint of sweet milk and three grated sweet apples, two well beaten eggs, little salt, sugar, and nutmeg to taste. Have only an nil dercrust. Brown Bread. One pint of coin meal, one pint of rye meal, two-thirds cup of molasses, one large spoonful of vinegar, one heaping teaspoonful of saleratns, dissolved iu a little worm water, one-half teaspoonful of salt, mix well with warm water, quite soft, and steam three hours. Put in the oven fif teen minutes and brown. Ox tail Soup. Cut the tail in seven or eight pieces and fry brown in butter; slice three onions, and the same of car rots; fry them in the pan after removing the ox-tail; place the onions and carrots, after frying, in a cotton bag, with a bunch of thyme; drop it into a soup pot with the ox-tail; cut up two pounds of lean beef, grate over it two carrots, place it in the pot; add lour quarts of water, some pepper and salt, boil five or six hours, strain it; thicken with a very little flour, boil ten minutes longer, and serve hot. Chicken Salad. A pair of boiled chickens, seven or eight pounds in weight (not old fowls), cut in small dice, about n quarter of an inch square; two bunches (seven or eight heads) oi celery, the white part only; slit each head in half, wash well, leave it iu ice water some time to moke it crisp, drain well, cut the size of chicken; add chicken and celery together in a large bowl, season with white pepper and salt to taste; use about half this dressing; mix well, add two or three tablespoonfuls of vinegar; dish up in a pyramid shape, on a platter large enough to put a border of lettuce, cut in shreds or picked in small pieces, around it, spread the balance of the dressing on the top, put the lettnee and three hard boiled eggs, cut in four pieces, length wise around the dish, take the heart of a head of lettuce and put in the center; a few capers sprinkled over the dressing is good. Tlrld Ten-Sketch of Don, in Holland. Says a writer iu an English magazine : Within a few miles of Rotterdam is a town that will thoroughly satisfy the antiquarian. Age stares you in the face. On all sides such an accumulation of old and interesting houses, that in perambu lating the street you turn your head from side to side like a Chinese man darin, and scarce know how to take it all in, yet proceed. I had heard no ono m Holland speak of Dort iu terms of praise. Those of whom I male inquiries had never seen it. My visit was but the re sult of an impression that something worthy of note would be found there. Far short, indeed, was the expectation of the reality not always tho rule in life. I saw and wondered. Street after street of ancient houses. Every possible out line that professed anything of the pic turesque. Few of the square, stiff, straight buildings familiar to ordinary experience. Not only ouaient outlines, but houso-fronts also. No modernized bricks and fetoue ; no window-sashes painted white ; nt least for the most part. Nothing could bo more pictur esque or ancient looking, more quaint oud interesting than one of these canals. Every house hoary with age, varying in shape and size ; now tall, with gabled roof, now small oud diminutive, ns if gradually sinking into decrepitude and the giavo. Here and there wooden bal conies overhung the water, covered with creepers and flowers, that drooped in graceful boughs and tendrils, emblems f lifo and beauty amidst decay. The water beneath reflected all the quaint multitude of outlines. Above every town iu Holland the dead cities scarce ex cepted Dort carries you back into the past centuries ; away from the world of to-day into that of the Middle Ages, No town I had visited so delighted me, I had seen nothing like it in Holland. It was not, as in some places, a house or a building here and there standing out from its neighbors to delight by its charms ; it was the general tone and diameter of the whole place. The mar vol of passing from street to street, find ing the one prevailing type of age and beauty. So that at last one could ouly exclaim : " And still they come 1" Anil the wonderful old canal views were multi plied. Many of the small side streets. only wide enough to admit our startling equipage, and send an nnngnted pedes trian flying in a doorway for refuge. whence they would peep out with wonder in their eyes and homage in their mien ; many of these small side streets were full of diminutive houses dating back three centuries nnd more, untouched since the days of their first youth. One of the characteristics of the place was the remarkable manner in which many of the houses were out of the perpendicu lar. This is the case more or less throughout Holland. The soil being loose and sandy, the piles sink, the foundations give way, and the houses nod to each other. But in Dort the feature was carried often to almost an alarming point. In many instances it looked as if a gentle push would send down an old building crashing to the earth. More than once it was difficult to pass a lean ing tenement without positive fear. Not a few were propped up with beams to support their old age. This feature materially added to the pictureaqueness of the town ; increased the look and feeling of antiquity of a lifo ended ; seldom met with, but full of mexpres sible charm. Profit of Sheep Raising in California. There is more profit on the average in keeping sheep in this country, says the Visalia (Cal.) Age, than in any other country on the globe. With the excei. tion of Holland and Belgium, the aunuul weight in flesh of America exceeds that of any other country. In those two countries the average weight is sixty pounds : in America fifty-two pounds. But owing to the higher prico received here lor wool the annual revenue from each sheep here is just double that iu Holland. The annual revenue here is $2. 16, on the average ; Australia is next highest, $450 ; Spaiu next, SI. 45. Only five other countries exceed $1, and in Russia and Greece its revenue is only 42 cents. The average weight as well as the price will be largely increased when the yast nooks of coarse woolen sheep in the West have been bred up to the con dition they undoubtedly will be in a few years irom now. Thirty Years Separated. There ore some strauge features in an action pending in the Twelfth district court at San Francisco, for a divorco and a division of common property. Martha Stevens is the plaintiff and Coleman Stevens the defendant. A separation in fact has been in existence between the parties for the long period of thirty-three years, the plaintiff, ac cording to the story, having bnrely tasted the sweets of the honeymoon when her husband deserted her, leaving her almost penniless, and in a condition which increased her troubles, .airs. Stevens is fifty-eight years of age. She has a certificate which shows that sue married Coleman Stevens at New York, on November 1, 1843, and she states that two days after their marriage the husband went to visit his father, some two hundred miles distant, where he re mained. The following March she also went to his father's. She took this step because she was advised that her hus band was going after a young girl, pros pectively rich. She found her husband very friendly, and he frequently called npou her, as she resided iu a neighbor ing house. Then they both lived at his father's house, but not as married people. On the 15th of May, 1844, she signed a deed for the sale of land from Coleman to his father, and then they started for Michigan. It was the under standing that the money realized from the sale of the land would be invested land in Michigan. They arrived at Goshen the first day, and remained there all night. The next morning he said he had made up his mind not to go to Michigan, and proposed to return to his father's house. At Charter station, en route to his father's, her husband jumped off the train. She looked out of the car window and saw him running across the fields, and that was the last time she saw him until she met him in San Francisco Inst year. At the time her husband jumped the train she had about twenty dollars iu her pocket, but no other means of support except a little land she owned. After doing house work for a time at Williamsburg, she learned the milliner's trade, and opened a little store. Sho went to New York once or twice a year to purchnso goods. The winter following the close of tho war she went with her daughter to Camden Mills, Michigan, where she re mained until February, 1875, when she went to California. She states that she never received nny support from her husband from the time ho deserted her until gronted alimony iu the present divorce case. The first intimation she had of the whereabouts of the missiug husband was a letter from his father, written in December, 1872, in which he asks forgiveness for favoring Coleman. Mending Matrimonial Chains. A curious institution for the purpose of matrimonial reconciliation exists in the old provinces of Prussia, in which the population amounts to, more thau seventeen millions, who oro mainly Pro testants. Tho courts hnve, of course, the power of granting divorces ; but be fore nny suit of divorce cau bo enter- tamed, a very singular process must b( gone through . Man nnd wife ore required in the first iustcuce.to present themselves before some clerical or lay authority for the purpose of being, it possible, re conciled. When tho marriages aro be tween persons of different religions, the magistrate may bo applied to for this purpose. But the people of these provinces arc, for the most port. Pro testants, nud in the vast majority of cases the clergyinnn is t lie leconciling authority prescribed by the law. Tho plaintiff in such a quarrel muht.iu the firt instance, go to him and state his or her grievance, nnd the clergyman must next hear the wile or the husband, who, in the contemplated suit, would become the defendant. When he has heard them separately, so as to become acquainted with the strength and the weakness of the case on both sides, ho then hears them together, and exerts all his powers ot persuasion to effect & reconciliation If he fails in his efforts, the parties can proceed with their suit ; but some very interesting statistics have recently been issued at Berlin with respect to the buo cess of such efforts. It appeal's that in 1873 the number of married couples who desired a separation was 7,325. Of these, no fewer than 2,829 were recon ciled by the intervention of clergymen. In 603 of these cases the reconciliation proved ineffectual ; but the general re sult, withouttuking into account pending cases, was that nearly one-third of tha whole number of matrimonial disputes were thus appeased. In 1874 the num ber of quarreling couples and the pro portion of those reconciled were about the same. Even a failure in. the first in stance does not seem to destroy the effi cacy of the resource ; for of those who renewed their quarrels a second time, about a third were once more reconciled. The success of the clergy, in fact, in this function is so considerable, that they have earned the honorable title of .peacemakers." Chloroforming a Horse. A curious operation was performed by Dr. Wra. Hailes, Jr., at the request of Mr. Newton, upon a valuable trotter, belonging to him. The Lowe is a fine animal, with a record of 2:30; for some time it has been noticed that when speeding him he labors under adifllculty in breathing.his throat appearing to be in some manner choked up. Determined to ascertain the cause, and, if possible, remedy the difficulty, the owner consent ed to an operation. It is well known that it is a very difficult thing to cause a horse to lie down, and iu order to obvi ate this it was decided to nilminittT chlcr jform while the operation was b i ig performed. Accordingly a large q lantity of cU'oifcorja and ether m'xed iu equal parts, was a (ministered. The animal objected yory strenuously to he treatment, but was finally, ab'ou ten minutes after the dose had been applied, overcome and fell to tho floor. An in oision in the vicinity of the throat was then out, and a very careful examination made, but nothiug could be lound which would be likely to hinder the breathing. It is supposed that the trouble is in a membraneous thickening of tho tissues of the throat, for which, or course, nothing can done. Albany W-H.) Journal, items or interest The boss team A yoke of oxen. Two-button kids A young goat fight. Hotel-keepers ore people we have to "put up with." A cony personified A bachelor editor trying to prepare an able and judicious article on the baby show. Charles Barth made a treasury of his bed in Bosoobel, Wis., nnd after his death securities for $13,000 were found in it. There are over 1.900 convicts in tho Eenitentiary at Joliet, 111., and the nnm er is increasing at the rate of 100 a month. A murder iurv at Reading. Pa., offered prayer at every meal, and petitioned the Divine Providence to direct them in their verdict. The Black Hills papers soy if 1,000 women would immigrote mere iney would at once find remunerative work and husbands. At midnight on a lonely road : " You don't recognize me ? Why, you defend ed me and got me off at the last assizes. Thanks to you, 1 have been enabled to resume my avocation, lour money or your life 1" A erub of a boring species was found in a four-foot lath the other day, in Ber lin, Conn., that must have been in the wood for thirteen years nt least, it had eaten almost the whole length of the lath, leaving only a shell. I was born iu Bath," said a dirty looking customer, as he harangued a crowd at a political meeting, ' 1 and I love my native place." "You don't look as if you had ever been there since," said one of his hearers as ho proceeded to laud an opposition candidate. From under the bluff on which the town of Huntsville, the capital of Madi son county, Alabama, is situated, bursts nn immense spring, clear aud cold, sup plying tho whole town with water for domestic uses, for watering the streets, and for use by the fire department. It is the Inrgest spring m Alabama. If I should come to high renown, And compass things divinely great, And stand a pillar of the State;, And count an empire all my own, And miss mynolf I were a child, That sold himself to slavcrv In some fair castle hy the sea That glimmered toward his mountain wild. In Auburn (N. Y.) prison there were recently 1,405 convict. Fifty-three of the number were " life men,".of whom on their entrance the oldest was fifty- seven years old ; the youngest, hi teen. Tho man longest in the prison was sent there on September 25, 1858. The aver ngo cost of supporting each convict is $70.31 yearly ; or nineteen cents and three mills daily. Superintendent Pils bury is negotiating for contrncts, which, if obtained, will give employment for 1,000 convicts. The total earnings per convict are increasing. In 1876 they were 851.30; in 1877, 58.76. The North Hill boys tied a sky rocket to a dog's tail, and when it began to fizz the dog looked at his watch, nud remark ing that ho had just time enough to get to the depot to catch tho train, started off. So did the rocket. For a second ot two it was doubtful whether the rocket would run nway with the dog, or the dog with tho rocket. But nt last the canine got tho bulgCj nnd settled down to a two minute gait, increasing the distance ond cutting down his time every jump, while they could hear him howling clear to Keokuk. Tho dog passed through Win nebago county Wednesday night, and is supposed to have reached tho Evergreen shore by this time. Euvlingion Hank eye. A Thirteen Year Old Thief. The case of Libby O'Brien, whose singular career hast just beeu brought to light, is another cose of youthful de pravity, and one, unfortunutely, of on increasing number. The defenders of the theory that wickedness is a part of the nature ot man will and new support in such an illustration of their theory. The illustration gains additional merit from the fact that the mother of this poor girl is an honest and industrious woman, who was utterly ignorant of her daughter's crimes aud degradation ; yet, notwithstanding the evidence on this sit'e of the question, it is probable that Libby has been influenced by various cirenmstauces and characters, and that no proper restraint has been placed upou her actions and desires. In ap pearance she is quite prepossessing, al though her features scarcely indicate the possession of nerve and cunning which sho has demonstrated in such a remark able degree. The system of deception that she has pursued from the beginning of her downward career proves, how ever, that her appearance is ns fully deceptive as her recent existence has been. That she has excellent traits of character there can be no doubt, and her yout'i may safely be brought forward in partial extenuation of her crimes. Yet the fact that sho is so young just thir teen years old makes these crimes still more horrible. What -fiendish power has been working in the heart of this child ? She has, it appears, committed twelve robberies. She has, perhaps, been the means of ruining nn mnocent woman. When accused of having been concerned iu a number of sneak rob beries she made no denial, and, what is still worse, showed no signs of trepida tion. Outwardly she is a hardened criminal. Yet we may be pardoned for still entertaining the belief that Bhe is not altogether beyond good influences. Here is a good chance, therefore, for some trueJphilanthropiHt. Wehoie that some thing will be dou to save the child, not to punish her with a ruined life. New York 1'eleyram. Editor and Landlord. Landlord." Mr. E liter, I'll thank you to say I keep the best table iu tho city." Editor "1,11 thank you to supply my family with board gratis. " Landlord " I thought yon were glad to get something to fill up your paper. u Editor " I thought you were g'ad to feed men for nothing. " It's a poor rule that won't work both wavs. Eit landlord iu a ruge, threatening to lave nothing more t$ do wjlb the office,