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VOL. 2.
NO. 40.
.North Side of Main Street, 4 Buildings West
of Town Hall,
Middletown, Delaware.
Where he has constantly
pared to manufacture
hand, and is pre
At Short Notice,
Particular attention paid to
Orders respectfully solicited and promptly atten
ded to.
Prize and the Victor Cook.
Orders will be received and promptly filled for
Aliy kind of Stove that may be ordered.
(Soldered and Self-Sealing)
Attention is respectfully culled to our no«
Which is especially adapted to stewing, frying,
and broiling oysters.
No wood, no coal, no coal gas,
no ashes
ties, no kindling wood but a friction match, anti
the fire in full blast in half a minute, oven hot iu
two minutes, steak broiled in seven minutes,
bread baked in thirty minutes, the fire extin
e uished iu a moment. It has no rival in all
indu of cooking,
neatness, safety and durability.
Please call and examine it in operation at
stove pipe,
ood boxes
a i
economy, convenience,
Thomas H. Rothwell's Stove Store,
Sole owner of the stove for the State.
Prompt attention to business, moderate prices,
competent workmen, and a determination to
please, nmy at all times tie expected by those who
may favor him with their custom.
Aug. 28— y
Commission House.
P ROPRIETOR of the Wilmington Tea House,
lias also opened a COMMISSION HOUSE,
, adjoining, for the sale of
; Cereals, Fruits, all kinds of Berries,
Peaches, Apples, Pears,
And all the productions of our Farmers, Garden
ers, nnd Nurserymen, and flatters himself that lie
furnish a market for these nearer home and
, more advantageous than can be had in more dis
tant cities, saving double freightage and two
three commissions to producers, traders nnd con
sumers, and a Reliable House, Quick Sales, aud
Sure Returns.
Ilis House is said to bo most eligible, ample nc
.conunodations, airy, and finely adapted to tho
sale of Home Productions, and the preservation
jof perishable fruits.
As the Peach World will be pressing, and tho
sale immense, it may be well that those who wish
' the services of this House should make previous
r :('meets, as engagements will be many; and
desired, so that they may be prepared for
the market ; and they will not sell tho inferior
productions without the good and the best.
Commission House,
. of 5th, Wilmington, Del.
428 Market st.
June 10— y
150,000 PEACH TREES,
At the Cedar Lawn Nurseries,
Somerset county, Maryland.
W ! kave made a specialty of raising Peach
Trees, and feel sure of giving satisfaction.
For prices and circulars apply by
wise to CIIAS. B. LOBE, Wilmington, Del; JO
SEPH A. LORD, Odessa, Del. A. H. LORD, Up
per Trappe, Wicomico county, Md.
Cut this out for lefercncc. '
sept. 4—-3m.
Select fjoetni.
From the London Farmer'a Magazine.
How sweet to walk through the wheatlands brown,
When the teeming fatness of Heaven drops down;
A sea of gold
No longer robed in dress of green,
With tawny faces the Helds arc seen ;
A sigh more welcome and joyous far
Thau a hundred blood-won victories are.
Beautiful custom was that of old,
When the Hebrew brought with a joy untold,
The earliest ears of the ripening corn,
And laid them down by the altar's horn ;
When the priesthood waved them before the Lord,
While the Giver of Harvests all hearts adored ;
What gifts more suited could
To express the flow of his grateful heart?
A crowd awaits
To cut the corn and bind the sheaves ;
At length is heard the expected sound—
Put in the sickle, the corn is browned ;
And the reapers go forth with ns blithe a soul
As those who joined the Olympian goal ;
To swell the shouts of the harvest home.
ring erop with its bursting ears
the earth appears ;
sath tho cottage eaves,
•rowless hearts and voices come
And there is a Reaper on earth well known,
Whose deeds are traced
the burial-stone ;
lie carries a sickle more deadly and keen
Than e'er on the harvest fields was
He cuts doVvn the earliest
in spring,
As well ns the ripest that time can bring ;
The tares he gathers to flames are driven,
The wheat is laid in the garner of Heaven.
Miss Vernon sat thoughtfully at her
window plunged in deep thought. This
uoed be scarcely wondered at, for the
question upon which she was pondering
affected her nearly.
She was an heiress, having come into
possession, at her majority, of fifty thou
sand dollars. She was prepossessing in
her appearance, and this as was natural,
as usual, was considerably exaggerated,
and brought her suitors iu plenty.—
Among them she made choice of William
Winsor, and iu a few weeks they were to
bo married.
William was engaged in the wholesale
clothing business, and had the reputation
of an active, sharp man of business, He
was of good uppearunoc, and bo far as
could be judged, was a good match for the
heiress. Nothing to his prejudice had
come to tho ears of Miss Vernon until the
day before. A poor woman had como to
the door in evident poverty, and asked for
relief. On being questioned, she said she
had been employed in making shirts at
twelve cents apiece for wholesale dealers
—that after making a do»en and carrying
them to the store, she had been roughly
told that they were quite spoiled and that
nothing would be paid her for her work ;
but that she might have more,, if she
would agree to make them better. She
added that this was one of the small
in which the firm made money out of poor
women, by pretend ip " tlijit their work wap
Unsatisfactorily done, when no fault could
reasonably be found.
The sum, small as it was, of which she
had been defrauded, was all important to
her, as it represented nearly a week's
" Only a dollar and forty-four cents for
a week's work ?" exclaimed Miss Vernon,
in dismay.
" That's all," said the tyoinao,
" How, then, do yon live?"
"It can hardly be called living. It's
just barely keeping body and son) togeth
er," said the woman.
" And who is this extortioner that first
offers you starvation wages then defrauds
you of them ?" asked Miss Vernon very
" William Winsor."
" Who ?" demanded Miss Vernon, firm
ly, quickly.
"I can hardly believe this. I know
the gentleman."
" It is true, and if you will investigate
the matter you will find it so."
" I will investigate tho matter. Here
aro five dollars for your present needs.
Come here to-morrow at this time, I may
have somo work for you to do."
Tho poor woman departed, invoking
blessings on the heiress.
"I will look into this," said Margaret
Vernon, resolutely, " anil, if it proves
true, the engagement between William
Winsor and myself shall be broken. I
will not give myself to such a mail."
" Nancy," said Miss Vernon tho next
morning to tho chambermaid, " have you
an old dress and shabby cloak and bonnet
you can loan me ?"
" I have got Borne that aro so poor that
I am not going to wear them again," said
Nancy, surprised at such an inquiry.
' ' Will you loan them to me ?"
"Of course, Miss ; but what would the
likes of you want with such old clothes ?"
fun, that is all, said Miss
Vernon. "I am going to djsgpise my
aclf, and see if I can't deceive somebody."
With this explanation Nancy was oon
tent and produced the clothes. Miss Ver
non put them on, and in addition, bor
rowed of another of the servants a thick
green veil, somewhat tlie worse for wear,
and then set out on her mission. No one,
in her disguise, would have recognized
the usually elegant and rickly dressed
heiress, Mibs Margaret Vernon.
Miss Vernon slipped out of the base
ment door and took her way to a large
store, on which was inscribed the name of
William Winsor, in large gilt letters.
She entered, and after a while a clerk
spoke to her in a rough voice,—
"Woll, what do you want?"
"I want to got somo work," she said,
in a low voice.
'■Wo can give you some shirts."
"Can you sow well?"
"I think so."
"At any rate, wo will try you."
A half dozen shirts were given to Miss
Vernon, and she was informed that if sat
isfactorily done, she would be paid twelve
cents apiece. Theso she carried home,
slipping in at the back door.
About two hours later the poor
"Here are some shirts for you to make,
said Miss Vernon.
" Why they
been making,"
"That is true, aud they came from the
same place."
" Am I to take them back to the
store ?"
"No, you will bring them here. I will
pay you for the work when done, double
the prioo you have been receiving."
" Thank you, Miss, you are so very
aro the same as I have
' said the woman, in great
"Sew them as neatly ns possible. 1
wish to soo whether they will be rejected as
poor work."
"Yes, Miss Vernon, I will take pains
with them."
Throo days later the poor woman re
turned with tho work completed. Miss
Vernon paid her for them, and requested
her to call the next day.
"Nancy," said the heiros, after her pro
tege had departed. "I shall wish to bor
row your old clothes again."
"Certainly, Miss," said Nanoy, "if it
is not ashamed you are to appear in such
miserable rags."
"No one will know me, Nancy."
"Hhure, .Miss, you can take them when
ever you like."
" I don't think I shall need them again,
Nancy, but thank you all the same."
Not long afterwards, Miss Vernon, in
hep shabby disguise, entpred the establish
ment of William Winsor, with the bundle
of shirts under her arm.
She walked up to tho couDtcr and laid
them down.
"What have you got there?" demand
ed a pert young olcrk,
"Some work, sir," said Miss Vernon,
very humbly.
"Well, why don't you open the bundle,"
said the young man, picking his teeth with
his knife.
Miss Vernon did so.
Tho young man deigned to tumble
the shirts, and suceringly glanced at them
"Shocking! shocking!" ho said.
"What's the matter sir?"
" They're wretchedly sewed. That's
what's the matter. How do you expect
we are going to sell such shirts as these?"
"I am sure I thought they were all well
done," said Miss Vernon.
"You thought, did you?" repeated the
clerk, mocking her. "We shan't pay you
for these shirts. They will have to besold
at a loss."
"Rut what shall I do?" asked Miss Ver
non, in seeming distress.
"That's your business, not mine. We
wili try you once more, and give you
another half a dozeo shirts, If they are
done better, you will be paid for them."
"These are dono well," said Miss Ver
non, savagely, snatching the bundle from
the counter, "and I will show them to your
To tho indignation of the clerk, who
was not used to such independence in the
pear women who worked for the establish
ment, Miss Vernon took tho shirts to
other part of tho oounter, where she saw
William himself.
"Mr. Winsor," she said, "your clerk
will not pay mo for theso shirts, lie says
they aro not well done.
Mr Wipsor took one np and pretended
to examine it,
"No, it is poorly done. Wo pap't pay
you for these, but yon may huvo another
bundle, and, if they pro satisfactory, you
will then be paid."
"Didn't I tell you so?" said the clerk,
triumphantly. "Now, young woman,
how much did yon umhp by that opera
tion ?"
"More than you think, perhaps," said
Miss Vernon, quietly.
"Do you want any work?
"No, I don't wish any more," she an
swered ooldly, *
"Oh ! you aro on a high horse, are you ?
Woll, you may be glad to get work
day, when you cant get it."
That evening was tho one which Wil
liam Winsor usually spent with his be
trothed. Wheu he was introduced, he
went forward, as usual, to greet Mis Ver
She drew hack coldly, and did not offer
her hand to grasp his.
"What is tho matter, Margaret ?" he
asked, sufpj-isod apd startled. "What
have I done to entitle me to such a recep
tion ?"
"My hand has taken yours for the last
time, Mr. Winsor," said Margatet.
"Goo4 Heavens ! what is the meaning
of all this? Margaret, explain yourself.
I cannot understand it."
* 'I cannot take tho hxnd.of one who
grows pich by defrauding pqnr WflUiep opt
of their scapty carnipgs.
"Who says this of me? Some one has
been slandering me. PQpfrQpt me with
my accusers. There js soqje mistake
"I trill do as you desire. Wait just
five minutes."
Miss Veruou left the room and sooq re
entered in her disguise.
The young man strode up to the woman
"Aro you the one who has slandered
me to miss Vernon?" ho demanded.
"I told her the truth."
The young man reflected. Violent con
tradiction he saw would not avail him ; he
would take another course.
"Ilark ye, young woman," ho said, in
alow voice. "There was a mistake. I
will make it up to you richly. I will give
ten dollars on the spot, and all the work
you want at doubly rates, if you will tell
Miss Vernon it was all a mistake."
"Too late, Mr. Winsor," said the veil
ed figure, throwing up her veil, and show
ing the contemptuous face of Margaret
Vernon. Your bribe is offered in vain.
Good eveuing, sir."
Confounded and astonished, William
Winsgr found his way to the door, and
has never ventured to enter the house of
the heiress since. JJe was paid for his
meanness in his own coin.
Five cents each morning,
fie, Thirty-five cents per week,
much, yet it would buy ooffeo or sugar
for a whole family. $18.25. And this
amount invested in a saving bank at the
end of each year, and the interest thereon
at six per cent, computed annually, would
twelve years amount to more than $078.
Enough to buy a good farm in tho West.
Five cents before
supper; you'd hardly miss it, yet it is fif
teen cents a day; $1,05 ppr weck. E
nough to buy wife or daughter a dfess.
$54.00 a year,
library of books,
and in twenty years you would have over
$2000. Quite cuough to buy a good
house and lot.
Ten cents each morning; hardly worth
a second thought; yet with it you can buy
a paper of pius or a spool of thread. Sev
enty cents per week ; it would buy several
yards of muslin. $30.50 in one year.
Deposit this amount as before, and you
would have $1340 in twenty years; quite
a snug little fortune. Ten cents before
each breakfast, dinner and supper-thirty
cents a day. It would buy a book for the
children. $2,10 a week; enough to pay
for a year's subscription to a good newspa
per. $100.29 a year. With it you could
buy a good lnelodian on which your wife
or daughter could produce sweet music so
pleasantly to while the evening hours away.
And this amount invested as before, would
in forty years produce tho amount. $12,
A mere tri
breakfast, dinner, and
Enough to buy a small
Invest this as before,
Boys Earn a lesson. If you would bo
a happy youth, lead a sober life, and bo a
wealthy and influential man, instead of
squandering your extra change, invest it
in a library or savings bank. If you would
be a miserable youth, lead a drunken life,
abuse your children, greivc your wife, be
a wretched and dctestible being while you
live, and finally go down to a dishonored
grave, take your extra change and invest
it in a dringing saloon.
A Maiden's "Pslam of Life.
me not in idle jingle "marriage is an emp
ty dream," for tho girl is dead that's sin
gle, and things are not what they seem.
Life is real, life is earnest, single blessed
ness a fib; "Man thou art to man rcturn
cst" has been spoken of the rib. Not enjoy
ment and not sorrow is our destined end
or way, hut to act that each to-morrow
finds us nearer marriago day. Life is
long and youth is fleeting, and our hearts
tho' light and gay.Jstill like pleasant drums
arc beating wedding marohes all the way.
In the world's broad field of battle, in the
bivouap of life, be not like dumb driven
future, how'er pleasant, let the dead past
bury its dead! act! act to the living pres
ent ! heart within and hope ahead. Lives
of marriod folkfi remind ns we oao live our
lives as well, and departing leave behind
us such examples as shall "toll." Such
examples that another wasting timn in idle
sport, a forlorn unmarried brother, seeing
shall take heart and court. Lot ns, then,
be up and doing, with a heart of triumph
set ; still contriving, still pursuing, and
each one a husband get.
heroine—a wife. Trust no
It is almost universally tho case, that
where church music is not lead by a choir
of competent singers, it will "drag;" and
what is more annoying, apd spirit destroy
ing, than to bo compelled to listen to the
murdering of one of our pretty hymn tunes.
The Cristian Advocate invites those who
have any sort of patience in listening to
slow, dragging singing, to sing the follow
ing stanza, written by the Rey. Alfred
Taylor, fo tho tuue "joyfully:"
Dismally, dolefully, downward we drag,
Making our music most mprnfully lag;
Singing tlie songs of salvation so slow ;
Groaning nnd grunting along ns we g q ;
Painfully poking o'er pious old poem,
Weary, the worshipers wunt to go homo ;
Droning so dull they don't know what to do ;
Pleased when the plodding performance is
Felon on the Finoeb.— Many persons
are liable to extreme suffering from felon
on the finger. Theso nffiiotions ore not
only very painful, but, pot nnfreqqently,
occasion permanent crippling of the mem
ber affentod, Th e following simple
coction is recommended as a sure cure for
the distressing ailment i Take common
rock salt, such as is used for salting down
pork and beef, dry it in the oven, then
pound it fipo und mix it with spirits of tur
pentine In equal parts. Put it on a rag
and wrap it around the thumb and as it
gets dry put on some more, andin twenty
four hours we aro assured the felon will
bo dead.
Select Joctrg.
Written 1>y Lady Xalrno when in her 76th year.
Would you be young again?
Ho would not I :
Ouo tear to memory given,
Onward I'll hie.
Life's dark flood forded o'er,
All but at rest on shoro,
Hay, would yo plunge once more,
With home so pigh?
If you might, would you now
lletrace your way ?
Wander through thorny wilds,
Faint and astray?
Night's gloomy watches fled,
Morning all beaming red,
Hope's smiles ground us shed,
Heavenward—away !
Where are they gone, of yoyo
My best delight ?
Dear and more dear, though now
Hidden from my sight,
Where they rejoice to be,
There is the land for me :
Fly, time, fly speedily ;
Come, life and light !
Äfchcs of Srauet.
A Ramble In Wrstcliefitor County, N. Y.
In the romantic and quiet town of North
Salem, which adjoins Ridgefield, Fairfield
Co. Ct. several beautiful lakes lie among
the steep and wood-clad hills and moun
tains, where summer visitors flock in great
numbors to enjoy tho mountain air, fish
ing, aud a delightful sail ou theso clear
and cool waters.
The most noted and popular aro tire fol
lowing: Lakes Waccabue and Pehquenna
kouck, situated within an hour's ride of
each other. The former lake is accessible
by the Golden Bridge stntion on the Har
lem Rail Road, and the visitor on his at
rival there finds a comfortable and mode
rate priced hotel called the Waccabue
Holme, kept by R. Mead, an excellent
landlord, and an old resident, who owns a
large farm adjoining the hotel grounds.
When the hotel is full all ne« r comers are
sent to his family mansion within a stone's
throw of the former, where for those who
enjoy quietness and would discard fashion
and gaiety, it is all that one could wish.
The hops, on Saturday evenings, during
the season aro stylish and fashionable.
The ladies' dresses qre as a rule élégant
and costly, and the opals, sapphires, and
diamonds sparklo and Hash from the necks
of many beautiful ladies who grace the oc
casion with their presence.
From observation, tho ladies' partners
as a general thing were composed of ex
quisites, of nice young men who know all
tho variations of tho eighteen sets of be
wildering body-spinnings which were put
down on the dancing bill of fare, and of
the queer thick headed men, young aud
old, who cannot for the life of them
ter tho mysteries of the quadrille qr lan
cers, but who generally make their way
through tho ballroom, as through the
world, successfully.
Lake Waccabue, formerly called Long
Pond, is oonuected with two other lakes
which lie to the eastward. A row or sail
of three miles through them all will not
soon be forgotten by the tourist.
Lohe Pehqucnnokmuk, about six miles
north of tho former is easily reached from
Croton Full's depot, whore a stage marked
"Vail's" will carry you to the new hotel
situated on tho south side of Peach Pond
—the old name known to residents before
fashion began to have sway.
This sheet of water is nearly oval, and
can be seen throughout its whole length
from the noble piazza of the hotel,
rendezvous has not been as
well patron
ized as the Waooabuc, from the fact that
it it is not as widely known, and the lack
of enterprise in its administration. The
old phrase "he knows how to keep a ho
tel" does not apply in this case.
"Still many worthy and stylish fami
lies havo stopped there during the past
season, and the largo number of rosy and
gleeful children, bore the evidences of good
air and generous diet in their well devel
oped frames and healthy countenances.
This section would be a capital one for
your delicate inhabitants living between
the Delaware aud Chesapeaka bays, espe
cially during tho months of July and Au
gust. Here the young can exchange the
enervating climate of the peninsula—par
ticularly in the middle of the day—for the
bracing air peculiar to the upper part of
Westchester County, and Putnam Coun
ty adjoining with the iron-water thrown
in ; then to return early in September to
their seabordered homes.
If any of your readers doubt it, let them
try it once, and return to their friends
with all the invigoration peculiar to a trip
among tho mineral springs of Virginia,
without the care and vexation attending
the southern journey, and at one quarter
of tho expense.
Travellers can hie away to Lake Maho
par somo 12 to 14 miles distant if they
wish to seo more fashion and bo more fash
ionable. This watering place cannot be
outdone by the older fashionable resorts
style and equipage generally.
While taking an airing from Salem to
Ridgefield, Ot. one of tho old battle
grounds of tho revolution was pointed out,
and especially the spot whero General
Wooster, fell, over which spot a rude gran
ite shaft has been raised by some friend,
long since passed away.
Washington was often in this region,
and also in Danbury, about the dato of
Genl. Wooster's death, and a house
shown where he was wont to tarry. Of
course many incident« are related by the
oldest inhabitants concerning those revoju
« 11
tiouary recollections which since the ad
vent of "Lossing's Field Hook of the Rev
olution" are beautifully wrought up by
that indefatigable writer, and illustrated
on steel.
Those who have "Lossing's" handsome
volumes have undoubtedly noticed the pic
ture of an immense boulder of granite,
weighing as estimated, some sixty to sev
enty tons, and poised about three feet from
the ground on three small, sharp-pointed
This ourioslty Is on the main street of
our late country home, and within three
minutes walk ; it has stood securely for
centuries, and long may it stand erect as
a remembrancer of the violent convulsions
of nature, which occurred in days of old
nndcr the eye of Him, who doctl^all things
A short walk farther on brings us to a
well-known iron spring, which undoubt
edly will tone up the system about as
much as two-thirds of the puffed mineral
springs, so extensively advertised in all
the papers of our land. On analysis, its
chalybeate properties are strongly devel
oped, and for the bloodless and worn out
individual, a glass or two of this tonic be
fore breakfast, or dinner, with the walk,
and strong faith, would be rejuvenating,
At all events it may bo bad in the door
yard of a resident, without money and
without price, and only awaits drinkers,
Tho lovers of blackberries, whose alter
atlve effects are so well known, can get
them in any quantities—as largo and de
licious as the celebrated Lawtons—by
merely climbing the bill sides, within a I
J "
stone's throw of the town. During tho
past season they have been exceedingly
plenty in this county, and those who be
held them on the tall vines and soiled
their digitals with the vermilion juices of
tho berry, can testify to the elegant flavor
of this edible, which is red when it is
gr.\ U if punning is allowable.
In closing, something may ho said with
reference to Sarah Jiiehoji's Care, a noted
place, whick can be seen to this day, on
est point of land iq the vicinity,
■looking Long Island Sound, 18
to 2(TniiIcs distant. The history of this
remarkable ^ woman who lived there is
this : Sai
ful Miss o
É Bishop, a young and bcauti
summers resided in the days
tion on Long Island, about
opposito Norwalk, Ct. across the Sound,
and was courted by an English officer and
to him betrothed. Soon after the engage
ment he loft for England and promised to
soon return. He never came. Sarah's
heart was completely broken, and in dis
appointment she fled from home, wander
ed into Connecticut, to North Salem, and
sought out this hollow eave-llke rock and
made her solitary abode there for over for
ty years, until she died. This spot was
undoubtedly selected because just back of
the rock she could overlook the homo of
her childhood without going to it. It be
ing more than a mile from any habitation,
renders the place a lonely and sad one.
She was in the habit of coming to the ad
jacent village weekly, to call upon some
generous fripnds, but not to beg.
Of course this poor and demented girl
went back to her mountain retreat laden
with gifts from these tjue friends. Noth
ing could induce her to return to Long Is
Tho wall, built around the cave by the
villagers, and some old pear and apple
trees in her garden, still stand as monu
ments to the forsaken Sarah Bishop, rec
ollected by the oldest settlers.
She was found dead and frozen near a
stone fence with a broken limb, during a
very cold winter, by the inhabitants of
the nearest house who had missed her for
weeks previously. It is supposed that in
attempting to scale the icy fence she fell,
and was crushed by a large stone.
This spot is the favorite place for pic
nics and excursions, both for the young
and old, and many names are carved upon
the rock inside of tho cave.
New York, Sept, 1809,
B. S. T.
Salt fob the Throat. —An exchange
says:—" In these days when diseases of
the throat prevail, and particularly a dry,
hacking cough, which is not only distres
sing to ourselves hut to those with whom
we are brought into business contact,
those thn» afflicted may be benefitted by
trying tho following remedy : Last fall
we were induced to try what virtue there
was ip common salt. We commenced by
using it three times a day—morning, noon
and night, Wo dissolved a large table
spoonful of common salt in about half a
tumblerful of cold ivater, and with this
we gargled the throat most effectually,
just before meal time. The result has
been that during tho winter we were not
only free from the usual coughs and colds
which, as far as our memory extends,
we have always been subject, but the dry,
hacking cough has entirely disappeared.
We attribute it entirely to the salt gargle,
and do most cordially recommend it to
those of our readers who aro subject to
diseases of tho throat."
Plowing Orchards;— The following
experiment by Mr II. Dayton, of Alden,
Erie county, N. Y., is better than a col
umn of theorizing. His orchard of two
acres and a-h
little fruit for
that wormy, was carefully ploughed
less than two inches deep last foil, and
harrowed apd cultivated two or threp times
the early part of the season. The
suit is, he picked, last full, oyer four hun
dred and fifty barrels of fine, smooth
pics, bringing in about sixteen hunded
dollars. The soil was sandy gravel, and
had been in grass about ten years.
, which lias produced very
number of years, and most
a P*
A city boy who was "doing" the Adir
ondacks wrote the following letter to his
chum in the metropolis, and, somehow op
other it fouud its way into the papers.
The editor who had the first dash at it
says it came in a large and dirty looking
envojope, directed in a sprawling boyish
hand, and furthermore, adorned by two
blots and a smear, the latter evidently af-,
fectod by the impatient little finger of tho
writer- It reads thus I
Dear Jimmy : Ask your mother to bring
you np here right off. It's gay. There's
fishing hero, and plenty of worms to catch
'em with. You stick the hook in 'em, and
they wiggle bully. Fishing's funnier when
you don't catch the hook in the seat of
your pautloons, sa'te you can't sit down
and can't fish all the way homo. I did
that the other day, and Mr. Jeokyns,
cousin Laura's beau, ask't me if I was a
sole or a heel. Suppose he thought ho
was going to be funny but I didn't see it.
Billie by I see him cut a piece of cousin
Laura's hair, where her hook caught, and
kiss it, ljko a great gamboy, and put it in
his pocket. 1 told on 'em at tea, and
everybody else laft. They have cows hero
and I go to see them milked. They don't
pump it out with their tails like you and
I thought they did, but they squeeze
out of a bag, that comes on div there-,
suppose. I milked the otE 1 *"* *J| y *■
was verry hard to s l iuq t '| 1 'i s 0 , l ) ^ c ll ((U 1 ijVii'i
not go in the pail, r
my eye, and the mod to purchase of the
I I dan't like milk ie, / , 1 '*l 0 J'*'" 0 ^ 1 - | n sections
, ... „Published, the PaosrHATK
cocks neither. -- from the undersigned,
big and run at you, ; Manufacturers,
COOIOUS bird and No. 20 S. Del. Avenue,
Chickens arc nie
put them unde 1 -
better co -'■va
! -hot gu.'" l,,K ? 1 " IPHOVB n
way «-PHOSPHATE of lime,
some U,
haps we c. ttt Depots.
Jenkyns is a blame fiTBir'^T.um.ruiL.
lief find a deer tract the other day, mm
when I looked at it, it was nothing but
the marks of cousin Laura's boot. I don't
sec what makes men so sappy about girls,
\Ve won't, will we? I'd be ashamed.
I'm going to ride old Sam to-morrow.
He's a horse. You ride him bareback
and it's very bard to stick on, ho feels so
squirmy. Givo my love to all the boys,
and tell them I'm having a bully time,
only I hate old Jenkyns. No more at.
present from
Yours truly.
Etiquette in China. —Sir John Bow-,
ring, speaking of the customs of the Chi
nese, says; " Certainly in that country
there is much to learn, and much, no
doubt, we see tl;ero tu avoid; but much
we discover Utero which may instruct,
You, perhaps, know Jfcpt there is no lady
in China, who aspirCT^ro a high position
in her country, who do^tcot look upon it
as auront accomplishing^ and a great
pleasure, pot tq be able (q walk. I have
seen beautiful women carried to thoir mar
riago ceremonies on the backs of their
slaves, unable to walk from ope end of a
roqiii to the other. I remember once trav*
eling with a great mandarin, in China,
who said to mo ; " Is it true that, in your
country, there are ladies with great feet
who know how to behave themselves ?" I
replied that I knew many. Ho said: "It
is very curious, indeed ; we never get auy
of the sort in China." Not long ago, an ■
English lady, a friend qf ij|ir)e,
■ *.■
was iu-.
troduccd into high society in Canton ; and *
the Chinese ladies, pqt Iqaviug seen an v
English woman before, were very curious
to look at her feet, Th e y said, "It iq
very strange—she has very good manners;
what a wonder jt is that such a savage as
that should bo able tq behave herself iq
good society ! Look at her great feet J
What could her father and mother bo
thinking of, to let her grow to this size,
and to let her feet grow with her person ?'*
One of the Chinese ladies observed : "To
he sure she knows how to behave herself |
but you know she has been in our oon)
pany for some time in Canton." That is
a trait of Chinese barbarism."
How to Save Corn Fodder.— Much of
the value of corn stover is, destroyed by
careless handling, even in the district;! \
where they stqre it for feed,
pecially true of the corn that is cut up by
the ground, and put in shocks to cure.
The curing piocess goes on safely while i(
remains iu the shock, but the busking be.
gips while tl)o stales arc yef creep at the /
bottom, apd the fodder io immediately
stacked or carrjed tq t!,e harp and stored
in bulk. It soon beats aud molds. If, tf.
ter busking, the stalks arc boupd inimejfi,
ately in bundles, of convenient sijo Jror
handling, and put into large shocks of uiir-t
ty or forty buudles, set up endwise ,/and
capped with Straw, they will cure without
moulding, apd mftfeaeypelJentfbddej/. Or
the bundles may be tqkep directly/to the
barn, or to an opep shed, and stored ip
the same way- The
tion through the interstices qf the bundles,
and tho ipnjstpre is carried pff. Well cur,
ed corp fodder is pearly equal ip value to ,
hay, #pd the eytra labor of making it intq
bundles will piiy.-^J/lQTiVm Ayi-fpidtpr,
This Is es.
air has free eircula
Tq Warts. —The following Is sak}
never to fail, if properly applied: Mak
strong steep, from red oak bark, in ho|
water ; wheu cold, apply as convenient, the
offener the better. In a fiew day8 tip)
warts will disappear.
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