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ABBEVILLE PRESS & BANNER
BY HUGH WILSON AND W. C. BENET. ABBEVILLE, S. C., WEDNESDAY, DECEMBER 26, 1877. NO. 29. VOLUME XXV.
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125,000!
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BTIMMPBST
STOCK OF
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IM'U U U
EYER BROUGHT TO
I GREENVILLE!
UlVTENTT-FIVE THOUSAND DOLLARS
. worth of GOOD> which he intend* to
Kpo^ of
Ba.t or below
I NEW YORK
Retail Prices!
I wt Is tie T me for Bargains.
OH
>uc ivn QCF enR YnilRSFl F
IU (II _ nnv WUh. i VII i vwiivmi
| CAPT. W R. WHITE
with me and would be glad to meet with hii
J Frie dx &nd Cuatomeru, and will 8 kVE
JEM SOME MONEY.
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No. 1, Wagon Yard
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J m REAR OF STORE,
^ REE TO ALL,
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MAIN STREET
CREEMVILLE. S. C.
Oct 17, 1877.?3mo*
. . ..... juhlpu a.lu:y
Yaudki ilcDnr.
ALEXANDER,ALLEN & McBEE,
Manufacturer* of and
Wholesale and Retail Dealer* ia
JPPER & HABNESS LEATHER
Kip and Calf Skins,
GREENVILLE* S. O.
I. Highest cash price paid for Hides.
Sept. 26, 1877 ?12m
GREENVILLE
Machine Works
AND
IRON FOUNDRY,
Relmond, Macdonald & Co.
PROPRIETORS.
STEAM ENGINES, Boilcrg, Saw and Grii
tfill*, Cotton Gins, PresKes, etc., promptl
repaired. We have recently added to our e?tat
l<snin*ut an IRON FOUNDRY and are prepare
to fiKni^h all kind* of CASTINGS, eqnal to th
t>Cflt f urniubed by any foundry in the country
at abort notice, and on reasonable terms. Caa
paid for Old Iron delivered at onr foundry.
Works on Rivor Stroot? roar ofCaflt1
Planing Mill.
October 3, 1877. -12m *
THE PALMETTO COTTON GIN
MANUFACTURED BY
J.M.MATTHEWS
NINETY-SIX, S. C.
DZ1LES a
Furniture, coffias, Belting and Gi
Material generally, and Agent for 8t*ai
Engines, Threshers, Reapers and Mower;
Ootton Pren?e8, etc.
Condensers, Feeders and Seed Crashes
attached to Gins when desired.
Repairing Carefully Done.
All communications receive prompt attentioi
' Purchasers should call or correspond wit
him before purchasing elsewhere.
Juno 15, 1877.?tf
O. A. TRAYLOR,
' WITH
WILLIAM MULHERIN
DEAi.r.Tt rx
Boots. and. Shoes
- HATS AMD TRUNKS,
293; Broad Street
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Half Block belo* Planters' Hotel,
AUGU8TA, OA.
Durable Boots and Shoes a Specialty.
September 19, 1877.?3m
E. J. Wjrrrx. E. M. Htohk
Fashionable Hat Emporium.
WHITE & HUGHES,
DEALERS IK
Us, Cans, Furs. DiMlii
BTO.,
263 KING STREET, 0PP. HASEL,
CHARLESTON, 3. C.
I k?l<"?> '
Umbrellas Made and Repaired to Order.
Oetoler 3, 1877.--3m
A ? - ,1 im ,i
A Dollar or Two.
With cautions steps as we tread our w
through
This intricate world, as other folks do,
May we still on onr journey be able to viefr
4 The benevolent faoe of a dollar or two !
For an excellent thing is a dollar or two ;
No friend is so true as a dollar or two ;
Through country and town,
As we pass up and down,
No passport's so good as a dollar or two.
Would you read yourself out of a bachel
crew,
And the hand of a female divinity sue?
You must always be ready " the handsome
AJthougt^C^ouia CUBV JVU w in
Love's arrows are tipped with a dollar or tw
And affection is gained by a dollar or tw
The beet aid you can meet,
In advancing your suit
Is the eloqaent clink of a dollar *r two.
A NIGHT IN THE MOUNTAIN!
Tom Sevier, finding that his wi
Betty did not recover health of body <
mind after the death of her only oliili
Lou, took her up to the mountains. ?
had a strong, light wagon, suited to tl
' dangerous roads in the gaps, and a coi
pie of stout Canadian ponies. He hin
Belf drove. Dr. Fred Keyes, Mr
Sevier's oousin, went with them, parti
as companion for Betty. Tom Sevii
hardly felt that he could claim to t
called a companion or intimate friend (
his wife, dear as they were to each othe
"You're younger than I, Fred," 1
said. "You read the same books i
Betty. You can fall into her ways <
thinking, eh ? I've always been a bue
man in tie country?fond of fishing, <
rannriiiAR. or a dance, or anvthiner thi
brought folks together."
"But you've given that all up Bin<
you were married ?" eying him keenl;
Tom pulled his scrubby beard.
"Yes, of oourse. 'Twasn't her wa;
But it had coarsened me, no doub
Well, you'll look after Be*ty, Fred, c
this journey ? Try and cheer her up
bit?"
Nobody must think that this histoi
is to be a repitition of the old play of tl:
trusting husband betrayed by his wii
and friend. Fred Keyes was a most su
oeptible fellow, as far as plump, tend*
younsr girls were concerned ; but he wt
i not likely to meddle with the affect,ioi
I of a womaD old enough to be his mothe
lean and hungry-eyed to boot. Toi
8evier humored her like a spoiled chil<
in a way that disgusted his oousin. E
had, indeed, no patience with the hab
of indulging women as though they wei
helpless babies. Fred had half a min
to bring th's one to her senses by a shar
pull ef common-sense. Yet he had
strong curiosity to know th?> meaning <
those hungrv, remonstrating eyes <
hers. Sometimes he had caught an ru
guarded look in them that roused in hu
> an eager pity, and gave her for a momei
stronger power over him than the moi
beautiful woman.
They left the low bottoms of the Sali
da Biver where the Sevier plantatioi
lay, and, crossing the Nantahela Mouj
tains, reached the high table-lands <
North Carolina- For two or three weel
* they passed BldfolythrouRli the mightiei
peaks of the Appalachian chain; no
going down into some fertile vallev, wit
its solitary, dilapidated farm-house ; no
into some vast canon or succession <
- . v _l 1_ 1 ll
gorges, iastneBses innnoiteu ouiy ?y m
bear or wolf; or up into the height
while the clouds wrapped the base of tt
mountain at their feet.
Tom himself, as Keyes soon fonn<
was an incomparable comrade with who:
to go vagabondizing. He was alive, zea
- ons, full of practical good sense and ii
formation. Whether it was politic
' mica-mining, bear-baiting, or a weed <
bird by the wayside that attracted Fre<
Sevier's knowledge of it was full and a
\ curate. Fred spoke of this to his cousi
Betty one day.
She nodded indifferently.
" Mr. Sevier has been a closer studei
than is usually supposed," she said, i
> her thin, pleasant voice.
"The sweetest-tempered man, to*
T atta* lrnnro " r\nyssriA/3 T*fftf/>1
IlliOV JJVfOA UUU TT J UX U UVV4 A 4VM) M pivv<
in? her jealously.
She nodded again, smiled civilly, ar
tnrned her eyes again on the lofty peal
above her, the inexplicable qnestionir
- look rising in her face slowly.
"Yon take very little interest in facts!
Fred persisted. " I observe yon seldo
, listen to Sevier's explanations."
> She did not answer for a moment.
"When I traveled over these mom
tains before, other meanings were Riv<
to them than 'profitable timber-landi
or ' investments for capital in mining.'
J That afternoon Frel and Sevier walk<
on ahead.
lt "Yon brought Consin Betty here c
v yonr wedding journey?" Keyes aske
> " No. She never was in the mountaii
d before. It is all new to her." .
f Dr. Keyes made a note of this poin
? Here was a chapter, and, he suspected,
chapter full of meaning, in Mrs. Seviei
life, of which her husband had been ke]
in total ipmorance.
i W- it- T* J (
Alter XQiH rreu uinu kj wuivu wn
wrath and pity Sevier's behavior to b
wife. Day and nigjit his guardians!*
was unceasing, anxiona, deprecattn
f Tom was the most frank, hearty hnmf
being in the world ; but with his wife 1
was never at ease; a chill in body ai
sonl reemed to fall on him whenever si
j looked at him. Yet there were little i:
cidents now and then which made Key
laugh to himself. There was sometbii
absurd to him ia the spectacle of a mt
vehemently in love with his own wif
? and she both middle-aged and homel
^ One night the men occupied the san
room in a mountain-cabin, and, as Revi
undressed, a long tress of red hair U
from his breast. Fred, as he handed
to him, saw that it had belonged to li
dead child.
^ "Yes." stammered Tom. "I try
keep little Lou near me. It's a horrib
empty world since she went, Keyes."
" You have Betty."
?? Dafttt I .Cdio/1 fyi rno roarfl nrrn
he aaid. passionately. There was i
awkward silence. Even Fred, curio
a* he was, was sorry for this outbreak.
Tom came to him the next morning.
' "I mnst explain what I said to y<
last night, Mr. Keyes."
" No, not a word. I shall never thii
9 of it aeain." /
" Bnt T prefer to set yon right. T
trouble is but a trifle, after all. T
truth is, Betty and I were married has
ly. I had been waiting on her a loi
time, but with no hope ; and she sn
denly changed her mind and marri
me. She is very fond of me. I doi
want you to think, Keyes, that she
not fond of me?the most amiable, oar
fnl wife?and a capital honsekeepe
~ there's not a duty she has neglecte
? But there is not that sympathy botweus,
in taste or opinion, which I con
wish. I have tried, too, to acoomm
date mvseM to her : I've tried ever sin
the day we -were married. But I cai
?I can't hit the key-note, somehow,
shall Bome day. though, please God."
I They nad gradually asoended ran
L after range, until the vast spurs of t
Blue Ridge and Nantahela swept don
ward from them, and the clouds lay b
lowed litre a sea at the base of t
heights which they had reached. Lt
one October afternoon they came t* t
little village of Wayneeville, a drov?
hamlet hung upen the edge of a lol
summit, shadowy peaks ramparting it
the sky, as it seemed, threatening u
av sink down upon it at every moment.
Daring the last two days Mrs. Seviei
had grown more and more silent. Natural
ly,Bhe bad a keen eye for odd phases ol
character, and a'shrewd little turn oi
humor which had brought out ever}
ludicrous point of the journey, greatly t(
Fred's amusement. She had ceased to
notice anything now, and moved and
spoke like a woman in a dream. Hei
eyes were contracted, her features settled
in dark lines.
or Mr. Sevier watched her anxiously, anc
vainl}' brought out one little vial of
linmmonathic Dills after another.
[y | paBBeu Deiore ner ana openeu we uuui,
3r | " Jes' make jersel's at home then."
>e I Sirs. Servier stopped, looking slowly
jf j about her. She stxxxl in a small, square
r. room, the floor covered with a faded rag
ie carpet; dirty patches of a blue wail18
paper with gigantic flowers clinging to
j{ the delicately-grained walls of poplar
iy {flanks. A log smouldered on the
>r hearth. Outside of the little window
it opened a spectral country of driving
mists and dizzy heights. An ordinary
je apartment enough in these mountain-rej,
gions; but some secret presence in it
seemed to grasp and hold the woman
j. who had entered it with power. Her
t. chin began to quiver; she closed her
in eyes, as if to shut out a sight that pained
a them.
She was neither a weak nor a bad
y woman, and the force of this old passion
te which had laid hold on her since she
fe came into the mountains shocked and
s- alarmed her. What was it to her that
3r in this very room, years ago, her life
is had risen to heights which it could
is never touch again? Was she not Tom
r, Sevier's wife? She told herself, too,
m that she had been a faithful, affectionit
ate wife to him. She had never been
[e able to make a companion of him,
it perhaps because she w?s forced to com-e
pare him continually with a man of
d much higher type. But that was not
p her fault.
a This old memory should not make
>f her less faithful?
?f " Curse the gun I"
i. There was a craeh, as if the weapon
ai had heen dashed to the ground.
it At the first sound of the voice, Mrs.
3t Savier shivered as if she had been struck,
and stood motionless.
i- The rooms were separated by a thin
ie partition of planks, and the door bei
tween was unlatched. Two men were
>f cleaning their rifles after the day's
[g hunting. The elder, with an oath,
st gnve his a kick as it lay on the floor,
w "I shouldn't let a bad day's luck put
h nae out of temper, colonel," the other
vr dragged out, lazily.
if "I never had any but accursed luck
ie in this place. I told you I did not want
r, to come here.','
ie The young man shrugged his shoulders.
The colonel, half drunk and in
" a humor," was not desirable as friend
m or foe.
1- "I'll go down and see to feeding the
2- dogs," he said, and left the room.
9, Colonel Chaplin yawned, and walked
>r to the fire. The colonel strutted, though
it was dark, and there was nobody to
(v see him.
in " Missed that buck at twelve paces,
by Gee!" rolled the bloody current of
bis thoughts as he drove his heel at the
at back-log. "Hands growin' shaky,
in tongue's gettin' thick! Old age, by
Gee! This yore mountain whisky tastes
0% insipid's water. Can't hunt, can't drink
[jl ?nothin' left! What's left me ?
Women?" He raised his nodding head
tc] as if awakened by a sudden thought.
"Why, the woman I loved best in the
lfr world turned her back on me in this
bouse."
y' He bloated face grew a shade darker
m purple, the small black eye kindled.
" Fine woman, Elise Voneida!" with
a chuckle.
Q_ The next moment he stood erect, with
>n a gasp of astonishment. The door was
b ? pushed open, and Elise stood before him
" in the very spot where she had parted
from him, flushed and troubling with
anger, ten years ago. Her face was pale
>n now, and dropped on her breast; both
(] her white hands were held out to him.
The"colonel's heart, as he would have
told you, waB tender to any of the fair
t. sex, and the truth was, all the clean,
a honest affection of which he was capable
.'B had been given to this woman,
pt "Elise ! have you come back to me?"
"I?I never have been lost to you,
th Louis!"
is rU-3 w >r la cimi as if wrenched from
ip her. Whatever was the passion that
p. had bound her to him, it had never yet
in been wakened in her by her husband ;
ie but the voice of this old love roused it
id again. It mastered her like a fiery poiie
! son running through her veins. She
Q. j said to herself that she was Tom Sevier's
pR wife, and that God's law?
,jT j "I only came to ask you to forgive
m i me, Louis," she amended.
'e I " It's time, by Gee ! You flung me
y] j hard, Elise." Mrs. Sevier had dreamfvl
nf this mfififcinc ft. fhnnRnnd tim?R
pr but these were not the kind of words
>11 j she had heard in her dreams from her
it i hero. She looked np at him, and drew
(is ! back. This hero's month was yellow
! with tobacco, and his cheeks were
to | bloated and pimpled.
ly ! Yet the old magnetic power remained
j in him still. He took her hands in his
puffy, ringed ones, and they shook as
j" they never had done in Tom Sevier's
in | grasp.
as | " That scoundrel Sevier maltreats
: yon."
j " No, no!"
3n 1 "I say he does! Why, your cheeks
are hollow as if you were forty years
ik old. And what kind of a shabby dress
iR this ? I'd have hung velvet and diahe
monds on you."
he Mrs. Sevier drew up her head. She
ti- was forty years old, but Tom treated hei
ag like a girl of sixteen. He woi|Ul nol
d- thiuk rags shabby if they were on ner.
ed The colonel was in a glow or triumph,
l't He had hated Sevier viciously for twelve
is ( years,the humiliation of being " thrown'
e- growing sharper as his rival had sm*
r; ceeaea in cue world, uut here was vie
d. fcory! He remarked to himself thai
en " he knew how to seize it"?with ac
Id oath big enough in his opinion to rounc
:o- the subject.
ce " You are mine ! You shall be mine,
l't in spite of all the Seviers alive. We'r<
I not as young as we once were, but there'i
a good slice of life left us yet. Hush
ge here he comes. I'll meet you by th<
he ford to-morrow morning. You remembei
n- the ford ?"
il- Yes, she remembered the ford. Sh<
he went slowly back to the other room, an(
ite was standing by the fire when Dr. Keyei
he entered
sy "Tom found that one of the horses?'
[ty he began, and then stopped abruptly
looding keenly at her. She had ?eei
>" " The evil spirit of the mountains hae
laid his hold upon you," said Keyes,
o to her, as they entered the
o. he said to himeelf, nodding sagaciously.
"Whatever ghost it is she sees in these
mountains, is more real to her than poor
Tom or all the long years he has given
I w "
% The tiny inn, with porches as large as
>, the interior, was wrapped in mist as they
opened the outer door. The hostess, a
gaunt, friendlv-eyed woman, sat beside
fe a roaring fire with one or two cronies.
>r She led Mrs. Sevier up-stairs, while Tom
J, and Fred went out to the stable,
[e " We're powerful full of company tote
day," she said. '' There's two gentlemen
i- from Georgia hyah, a-huntin'. But I'll
a- give you uns the big room. Oh, you've
b. bin hyah before," as Mrs. Sevier hastily
? i P 1 /I J
> } the ghost! He perceived the Bmell of h?
I tobacco from the adjacent room, and wi
r I glanced at the door. It was phut, n1
Turning again to Mrs. Sevier, he found
f j her eyes fixed on it with terrified fe^r of
f | discovery. m
r I "Poor T*m!" thought Keyes, as he
? beat a dreary tattoo on the window. St
' Mrs. Sevier sat down and stared in
I the fire, her hands clasped on her knee.
' j She felt very much as a man who has M
i passed through an earthquake, and finds Pc
his house, his belongings, his very foot- tb
1 hold, a wrfeck beneath him. What was
this she had promised to do ? To meet th
a friend in a casual morning walk 1
1 There was no wrong to Tom in that. a <
i J* lm/J Vioon a Vinrl nf crnsnfil aE
j JL" KJL J CUi O A V u?u W ? ?- 0
> i with her, much more forcible than that A1
* - ??? T- _ 1 i . t.
her first love, .and in the man to whom &1
1 she gave it. She had been used to listen he
to mournful music, to find the voice of he
' that first love in it, and then to recall re
Tom's virtues with a sigh, acknowledg- he
1 ing to herself that lie was the most erai- hi
nently respectable of men, but that her ot
1 heart was irrevocably given to a man of 011
higher order. She was groping about th
now miserably for this man, bewildered hi
by a cloud of stale tobacco, whisky he
and oaths.
* Meantime, Colonel Chaplin was lay- th
ing his plans. He had been in a forced pi
state of idleness for a long time, and
1 now, in the very moment when life ha
seemed emptiest to him, the woman he
had ontfe loved was placed within his pa
WrtfViirirr nama hofrpnpn t.hfim bnt. 1U|
a man he hated, and the colonel's talent ?f
for hating was exceptional. After an he
honr's reflection, and several drinks be- mi
yond the hourly average, he went down ^h:
" and introduced himself to Tom and Dr. thi
Keyes.
Keyes held him at arm's length ; but 00
Mr. Sevier was cordial and hearty with Ch
him beyond his wont. se<
4 Poor old Chaplin; terrific wreck, "he
said afterward, to Fred. " I prom- fa
ised to go fishing with him to-morrow
morning. I thhoght Betty would like
some mountain-trout." ha
* ? ? I
Mrs. Sevier woke the next morning
with a start and smile. Her husband T0(
was dressed, standing by the fire.
"What is it, Betty?" Dj
"I thought Lou had crept on the bed
to waken me as she used to do."
She covered her eyes with her hands bli
ami cried quietly. Tom stroked her Gi
hair. tw
" My uoor girl, you've had hard mea- ly
sure in this world !" he Raid. en
She took her hands away and looked
at him steadily. Had she hard mea- Tc
Bure? In that moment, for the first trj
time since she had been married, she
felt how strong, liow true this mail's ba
love was; how firm a foundation it was nh
i for her. The searching, wild look she
fixed on him puzzled Tom. The next ke
moment she drew coldly away from '
him. ro<
"If you are going down now, I will wi<
dress."
But she lay quiet thinking when he
was gone. Had she not loved Louis an
Chaplin * Had she not married Sevier
iu a mad whim of pique? Was she to "1
be persuaded that it was for him she
really cared now ? Love was love forever.
All these years she had looked on hii
herself as a woman set apart for a con- Be
fiict of mighty passions. Was she to
find herself only a good wife with a good wi
husband of the commonplace, happy de:
sort ?
She came out on the upper porch pres- Be
ently, and looked down. Tom was be- he
low with Colonel Chaplin. She never he
had noticed before what an erect, clean- of
skinned, clear-eyed man he was beside be
rvtVinr man Vintc f.mA and TTlPrrV lllB
voice was. Bali! it needed other qualities
than these to win a woman's heart, a I
Bat she did not go to the ford. lai
Oolonel Chaplin waited there for her m<
an hour or more. Sevier was a tyrant. th<
The poor creature was evidently in ter- foi
ror of her life. She would never dare to wc
come to him as her heart prompted,
while her husband lived. W
The colonel folded his arms, and gazed mr
darkly into the water.. To-day should be wc
the culminating point of his life. There inj
was that narrow pass in the Catalouche at
?a sheer descent into the stream of fifty
feet When he had brought Sevier to it, thi
he would tell him calmly how matters m<
stood between them, and then? we
They should never both leave the pass ch
alive. But there must be no weapons
used. Bullets tell tales. If Sevier Raj
missed his footing, anil fell into the De- toi
mon's Grave, he wos not the first man to th:
whom the accident had happened. If it ini
was Louis Chaplin who was worsted,
Sevier could teli what he chose. on
" As well that end as the other," blus- an
tered the colonel, with a portentous sigh, as'
But he surveyed his bulky limbs com- wi
placently. Tom Sevier was not half the
man he was.
" Shall I take my gun, colonel ?" called on
Tom, as soon as he appeared in sight, it
" We may start a buck." de
" No, nor even pistols; one sort of I
game at a time is my motto." th
" I'll be with you in a moment." a 1
He ran up the stairs to the little porch
where hiB wife sat looking beyond the
mountains into vacancy, her hands, as Fi
usual, clasped on her knees. Dr. Keyes hii
was reading an old newspaper. N<
"Good-by, Betty." be
" Good-by," without turning her eyes.
It had once been a habit with him oif
never to leave the house without kissing
tier, lie naa given it up 01 mto yuani.
But be hesitated now.
"I may not be back until night. I
Don't be uneasy, Betty." bo
"No." M;
" Good-by," turning to g? down the on
stairs. Gi
" 0 Tom !" said Keyos, looking up, nil
" have you called at Judge Stein's since ha
you came ?" th
"No." Ze
"Your cousin Lola is living still?" of
" Yes," glancing quickly at his wife. 01
"Unmarried?" ye
" I believe so."
He went hastily down the stairs, of
Keves coughed significantly, and turned ex
1 to his paper. A]
1 "Who is Lola Stein?" asked Mrs. he
Sevier, sharply. re
i "Lola? Tom's cousin. You've th
heard of her, surely ?" 01
Fred spoke reluctantly. She knew bv ur
i his face there was something to conceal, th
i "I've hea'dof her, but nothing par- in
i ticular."
Fred buried his face in his paper, and ar
did not answer. m:
> " How I detest the habit of giving ed
' romaruio ioreign uuuien wj uui nuLucii i
; 6aid Mrs. Sevier, tartly. "They called
rae Elise when I was a girl. Absurd !
ThiB Lola, I ^suppose, is some ungainly ot
) creature in gaudy calioo." pi
1 "Not precisely. By George! there le
she is !" aj
Mrs. Sevier bent eagerly forward, e<5
k A delicate little figure on horseback was of
i just below the porch. The horse was a m
I spirited one. She managed it with easy hi
grace. As Bhe turned her head, Mrs. bf
, Sevier caught sight of a dimpled mouth, sn
3 an oval face warmed with a peachy d<
s bloom, and soft, blue eyes. , "
! " How old is she ?" m
5 " About thirty, I suspect." w
r "She?she has worn well," her hand il!
.going up involuntarily to her own thin ni
3 cheek. st
1 There was gilenee for several minutes, cl
3 "Dr. Keyes" (in more irritable tt
tones), " why did that new-found rela- tt
" tion of mine raver marry ?" tl
, Fred's embarrassment was apparent. b<
a "I don't know, Cousin Betty. She m
is had plenty of lovers, I hear. There
18 an old story which my mother told
e years ago. of her attachment to a man
ho was in every way worthy of her, but
bo suddenly changed his mind, and
arried anotner woman."
"Was?did this man love Lola
ein ?"
"It was said that he did. But why
ould he marry another woman ?
n?nnror Vii'd wiffl Vioh nn donbt. driven
x>r Lola out of his head and heart by
is time."
Mrs. Sevier sat motionless a moment,
en she rose and went hastily to her
ra room. Keyes looked after her-with
jueer smile, threw his old paper down,
id went out to amuse himself. He had
ashed his day's work.
Mrs. Sevier was standing before^**
ass. one bhw m Tn-amar, flneeriul face
sside the sallow, skinny one. Why did
s marry her ? Beqause when she quarled
with Louis she had almost flung
irself into his arms, thinking she made
m happy for life*- He had loved auher
woman! Ee had married her only
it of a chivalric B'ense of honor. All
ese years in whiohihe might have won
m she had held him aloof, wrapping
?? vtAaairtn #a? A I
irDOJLi JLLL U 1C v CliOU j^uooxuu iui v/ vivu i
r what ? What brutal creature was it
at she had Bet up in her husband's
ace?
An hour later Mrs. Sevier put on her
,t arid the prettiest dress she had, and
>nt to call on this new cousin. She
me back looking more ghastly, walkij
quickly, as if urged on some matter
life and death. Lola had proved to
i the most gentle, merry, winning worn
she had ever known. She told Fred
is with speechless terror in her eyes
at made him almost pity her. No man
10 had loved such a woman, she said,
aid ever forget her. Where was Tom ?
lly an hour since he went fishing. It
3med like days.
"Order them to saddle the horses"
uperiously). " We will follow them." 1
" To Catalonche ?"
" Where he is, I must see him. I
ve lost Lou ; I have lost everything,
must see him. If there is any
ance?" She went heavily to her
am, muttering to herself.
" My medicine will kill or cure," said
r. Fred, as he went to the stables.
m + . + * *
About noon two fishermen came to the
.iff which overlooked the Demon's
ave. The colonel had not spoken for
o or three miles. He drank repeatedfrom
his pocket-flask, and chewed the
d of an unlighted cigar.
"That'p a nasty bit of road," said
im, looking up at the pass. "Let's
T the laurel."
" When I want my game, I don't turn
ck for a rough climb. Are you
aid ?" blustered the colonel.
" Oh, no," said Tom, carelessly. "I'll
ar\ wifVi vrm nf onnrRPi "
j
They reached the pass?a ledge of
ik ?n the edge of a precipice two feet
de."
" I have a word to say to you,Sevier."
The colonel, who was ahead, turned
d faced the smaller man.
"Nothere, Chaplin," laughed Tom
[ am absurdly dizzy."
" Yes, here and now?curse it!" .
"What's the matter?" (staring about
n). "Hallo! There is Keyes. And
itty !?''HS-Vas deligftl&TVs "a tioy.
When he had descended the hill his
fe was waiting alone. Keyes had pruntly
lingered to pull rhododendrons.
"What is it? Have you beet ill,
tty?" She wns leaning down from
r horse, her hands on her shoulders,
r eyes on his with an ageny of entreaty,
love, such aa he had never seen there
fore.
" O Tom ! I thought I had loet yen."
Be lifted her down, and placed her on
^ray rock by the path. Ho did not
lgh at her. There was something here
ire than nervous folly?something, he
aught, which he had been waiting for
years. He had despaired that it
?uld ever come to him. ?
"Tom, do you care for me at all?
on't you try to love me a little ? No
itter how inferior I am to?to other
men; I have nothing but you?noth5!
" she Bobbed, humbled and terrified
last into her real self.
Dr. Keyes saw very little of his friends
at day. The next morning Mrs. Sevier
3t him on the grassy village-street. She
is leaning on her husband's arm. Her
eek was flushed, and her eyes brilliant.
"We leave in an hour, doctor," she
id, a little quaver of triumph in her
ae. "I always had a prejudice against
is village, and Mr. Sevier is quite willg
to indulge me in my whims."
"lam ready to go at any time. Colel
Chaplin, too, found the fishing poor
d game scarce, and left last night. He
|ted me to tender his adieus and best
shes."
Mrs. Sevier bowed.
"I knew Louis Chaplin very well
ce," she said, frankly ; " but I found
hard to recognize him in this poor,
graded creature. There are the horses,
want to feel that we are actually on
0 road?to home, Tom," she added, in
lappy whisper, clinging to his arm.
"I have struck the key-note at last,
ed," said Sevier, when they drove off,
j face growing, " But I can't explain.
)body can understand such matters
tween a husband and wife, you know."
" No," said Dr. Keys, and lighted his
jar. ?Appleton'8 Journal.
Foreign Excavations. i
Since Schleimann unearthed the
nes and treasures of Agamemnon at ''
ycense, a perfect fever of excavation j
ancient sites has seized upon the
eeks and the outside world. Ger- :
ins are digging at Olyrapia, and they |
ve gone to the very root, laying open 1
e foundations of the ancient temple of
ius, and developing tiie whole circuit
the sacrcd enclosure in which the
ympic games were celebrated. As
t they have not dug up any of the
inmnnto nt t.VlO iwnfV Cnld fttJit 110
IrglUVUW VI VMW j-, ?
Jove,'l?y Phidias. The French are
cavating at Delos, the birthplace of
jolla and Diana, and the treasureId
of ancient Greece. They have alady
laid bare considerable remains of
e temple of Apollo, built in the 130th
ympiad, and who knows if they may
leartli some of the hidden treasures of
e confederated states of antiquity, and
the neighboring cemetery?island of
3tina?bring to light the skeletons,
ms, and entombed relics of the
ighty heroes buried in that consecrati
ground.
The Rule of Three.
A theological student, who ventured
it from an Ohio college recently to
each in a little village' near Cleveland,
arned while there that countrymen are
>preciative of literary art, He preach[
a sermon on the mystical importance
the number 3?three kinds of life,
ineral, vegetable, and animal; Noah
vd three sons ; faith, repentance, and
iptism, the three things necessary to
.lvation, etc. After the service an aged
?nyv-in frrmmapViprl hint and said:
Really, your discourse was one of the
OBt ingenious I ever listened to. I
aa Borrv that yon did not carry your
lustration in regard to that wonderful
amber just a little further. For inanoe,
there are three lamps in the
landelier hanging yonder'; there are
iree aisles running through this house!
tree books lie on the pulpit; there are
tree ink-spo^e on this table; and,
atter than all, I noticed three colored
ten in the gallery."
A WHITE BEAN OR DEATH. . 1
A Story of the Texan 8tranffle for Independence-Shot
by the Mexican Authorities?Drawlnc
the Lot for Life or Death* |
The events recorded below took place t
at Salado, Mexico, March 28, 1843, t
when seventeen Texans of the Mier ex- 1
pedition were shot bv order of the Mexi- e
can authorities. The story is told by a 6
correspondent who signs himself R. P. t
H., of Blanco, Texas, a brother of one c
who drew a white bean : ?
One hundred and fifty-nine white t
btx-ns were placed in the bottom of the t
mug and seventeen black ones placed ?
upon the top of them. The beans were i
not stirred. Such was their anxiety to c
execute Captain Came1^"' perhaps
fhfl hoi?~7-or"tne officers, that first c
Cameron and afterward the other offi- f
cers were made to draw a bean each I
from the mug in this condition. Cam- i
eron, in the act of drawing first, said t
with his usual coolness : "Well, boys, c
we have to draw, let's be at it." So say- t
ing he thrust his hand into the mug i
o TTfV*TfCk Knon Knrf. /tamo i
ouu UiOTT vuv a nmvu uv?u? avvav i ?
Colonel William F. "Wilson, who was j
chained to him ; then Captain William r
Ryan and then Judge F. H. Gibson, all c
of whom drew white beans. Next came 1
Captain Eastland, who drew a black one, s
and then came the balance of the men. c
They all drew their beans with that t
manly dignity and firmness which i
showed snperior to their condition, i
Some of lighter temper jested over the p
bloody tragedy. One said, " boys, this b
beats raffling all to pieces." Tho knock- i
ing off the irons from the unfortunate t
told who they were. Poor Robert p
Beard, who lay up>on the ground sick, ?
said: "Brother, if you draw a black \
bean I'll take your place." The brother 1
Baid : "No, lam stronger and better a
able to die than you." Several of the c
Mexican officers who officiated in the g
cruel violation of their country's faith t
expressed great dissatisfaction thereat, ii
and some wept bitterly. Soon after the j t
fated were placed in a separate court- j v
yard, when about dark they were exe-1 il
cuwxi. otjvenu ui uui men wcio pci- u
mitted to visit the unfortunate previously
to the execution, to receive their dy- b
ing requests. Poor Major Oooko said : y
" Boys, I told von I never failed to s
draw a prize; and then he said to 'v
Judge Gibson : "Say to my friends that o
I lived in grace." Judge Gibson was so t
much affected at this last parting that v
he showed it from his tears. The major fc
said: "They only rob me of forty e
years," and then sat down and wrote a
Bensible and dignified letter to General
Waddy Thompson, the United States c
minister to Mexico, and knowing that c
his remains would be robbed of his v
clothes after death, drew off his pants a
and handed them to his surviving com- xi
rade8 and died in his underclothes, fc
Poor Henry Whaling, one of Cameron's fc
best fighters, said : " Well, they didn't v
make much off me, anyhow, for I know ij
I have killed twenty-five of the yellow i(
dogs." Then demanding his dinner in t
a firm tone, Baying that "they could v
not cheat me out of it," ate heartily. n
smoked a cigar, and in twenty-five ^
minutes was launched into eternity. t!
Our interpreter, who was permitted to f:
remain with them to the last, says that c
" fifteen timea they wounded the iron- Q
nerved "soul, Henry Whaling, and it
would seem that Providence had a special p
care in prolonging his existence that he o
might demonstrate to his enemies the 0
national character they had to contend B
with, for he gritted his teeth at and de- 0
fled them in terms of withering reproach, D
until they placed a gnn to his head and p
blow his brains against the w^lL" Such t
was the effect of this horrible massacre 0
upon their own soldiers, who were a
standing as guards upon the wall above, f:
that one or them fainted and came 'rq
near falling over, but was caught by his ! D
comrades. ^
Poor Terry, quite a youth, but in spirit c
a giaot, said that "he was perfectly c
willing to meet his fate; that for his r
country he had fought and for her glory J
he was willing to die," and turning to the y
officers, said : "After the battle of San fl
Jacinto my family took one of your youths _
prisoner, raised and educatea him, and
this is your requital." Edward Este t
spoke of his fate with coolness. Cash \
said: "Well, they murdered my e
brother with Colonel Fannin, and they g
are about to murder me. Tell the officer c
to look upon men who are not afraid to fl
die for their oountry." Captain Eastland i
behaved with the most patriotic zeai. j 8
He desired that his country should IE
never lay down her arms until the most J 0
ample reparation and her freedom was p
obtained. Major Robert Dunham said j
he " was prepared to die, and would to g
God that he had a chance to do the same t
thing over again; that he gloried in the r
demonstration thev had made, which t,
showed Texans without arms to be more a
than equal to Mexicans with arms." ^
James Ogden,with his usual equanimity p
of temper, smiled at his fate, and said:
" I am prepared to die." Young Robert
W. Harris behaved in the most unflinch- j
ing manner, and called upon his com- a
paniens to avenge the murder, while their g
flowing tears and bursting hearts, in- ^
voking heaven for their witness, re- ^
sponded to the call. I have the utmost <]
confidence that this pledge, so solemnly T
plighted, will be redeemed. They one r
and all invoked their country to do both ?
them and herself justice.
Just previous to the firing they were y.
bound together with cords, and their j.
eyes being bandaged, they were set upon ^
a log near the wall, with their baoks to f.
their executioners. They all begged the
officers to shoot them in front and al e
short distance, as " they were not afraid Q
to look death in the face." This they j,
refused to do, fired at several paces, and 8
oontinued the firing from ten to twelve
minutes, mangling these heroes in a j.
manner too horrible for description. a
Tho tmrnfiR nf fcha murdered men were : ?
L. L. Cash, J. D. Cooke, Robert Dun- g
ham, Captain W. M. Eastland, Edward
Eate, Robert Harris, Thomas L. Jones,
Patrick Munan, James Ogden, Charles !
Roberts, William Rowan, J. L. Shepherd,
J. M. Thompson, James Terrey, James
Turnbull, Henry Whaling, M. C. Wing.
?Houston (Texan) Telegram.
Ingenious Pickpocsets.
Lucy H. Hooper says that the Parisian
pickpocket has invented a special mode
of theft. The thief enters tne omnibus,
chooses his seat beside some well-dressed
and apparently affluent person, and remains
motionless and apparently absorbed
in his reflections. But between
his finger and thumb he holds a very p
small grain of shot attached to a black (
silk thread of extreme fineness and c
strength. When his next neighbor t
* * ? ??? A _ Al_ _ I
opens his or ner pocKec-DOOK. 10 ptiy iu? c
fare, the thief adroitly throws his grain t
of shot into the pocket-book, retaining f
the end of the silk thread in his hand, f
The pocket-book is closed and replaced ^
in the owner's pocket, grain of shot and i
all. The thief profits by some extroor- g
dinary jolt of the vehiole to fall against f
his neighbor, and in that moment he t
draws in the silk thread and gains pos- i
session of his prize. c
? f
American Newspapers.?John Jay <
gives the following statistics of the number
and circnlation of the American t
newspaper press:
Year. Papers. Circulation.
1810 376 22,000,000 c
1820 362 68,000,000 i
1840... 1,631 195,000,000 c
1850 2,526 420,000,000 i
1860 4,501 927,000,000 t
1870 5,071 1,588,000,000 1
FARM, GARDEN AJTD HOUSEHOLD.
Recipe*.
Fbuit Cake (Plain).?One cupful
jood butter, the same of sugar, beaten
o a cream; add one cupful molasses,
iliree cupfuls sifted flour, four welljeaten
eggs (beat '-whites and yolks
leparately), and half a teaspoonful
loda (use no cream of tartar), one teaipoonful
each of cinnamon, ground
iloves, allspice and nutmeg; at the last
uld half a pound of well -washed' and
tried currants,the same of seeded raisins,
ind one-quarter of a pound of thinlyiliced
citron ; dredge the fruit -well with
lour before adding; bake in a moderate
>ven an hour and a quarter.
Boiled Cauliflower.?Pick off the
)uteide leaves ; cut the stalk close to the
lowers; lay it 111 coia water xor nan an
tour if very large, quarter it; pat it
a boiling water; salt a little ; cook anil
tender; drain well; place it on a hot
liflh; pour over it plenty of drawn buter
; remove it from the water as soon as
t is done; serve quiokly; it darkens
rhile standing.
Cheap Roast Turkey.?Draw a five
)ound turkey carefully enough not to
>reak the entrails, so that you will not
lave to spoil its flavor by washing it;
inge it, and wipe it with a clean, damp
loth, stuff it with about a pound of stale
>read, seasoned with salt, pepper and
terbs, sew it up, tie it in shape, lay it
q a baking pan with one quart of peeled
>otatoes, and put it in a hot oven ; as
oon as it begins to brown nicely, take
t out, season it with pepper and bait,
taste it with the drippings from it; and
mt it back in the oven ; baste it every
ifteen miiiutes until it id done, which
rill be in about an hour and a quarter.
?hen put it on a dish, with the potatoes
ronnd it, and set it in the mouth of the
ven to keep it hot while you make the
[ravy; do this by pouring a pint of boilDg
water into the dripping pan, letting
b come to boil, and stirring into it a
ablespoonful of flour mixed smoothly
a half a teacupfnl of cold water; season
t to taste with salt and pepper, and dish
a a bowl.?Miss 'Corson.
Quebn op Puddings.?Soak a pint of
read crumbs in boiling milk, add the
elks of four eggs, well beaten, and
ngar to taste. Bake in a pie-dish :
rhen cold, spread jam oyer the top, and
ver that the whites of four eggs, beaten
d a stiff froth, with four tablespoonfuls of
rhite sugar; put into the oven, and
iake a very light brown. Flavor with
ssence of vouiIIa or lemon.
Pocaafa Tor Grapea and Potatoes.
A French journal?the Bevue Hortiole?records
the results of experiments
onducted by M. Ville at Vincennes,
rfrichwlll interest all grape growers,
nd which show conclusively that the
lee on vines of wood aahea?which conEiin
much potash?is justified by both
heory and practice. A ndmber ef vines
rere planted under like conditions, each
ci a separate plot, divided from its fel3W8
by a pathway rather more than 1
bree feet in width (one metre). The
rhole area covered was a hundred square
letres, each square metre being planted
rith one variety of vine only, eacn plant
bus being at a distance of one metre
rom its fellows. Each square plot reeived
every year the same treatment
*cept as to manure.
One plot was treated with the compete
manure, while from each of the
thors was successively eliminated one
I the constituent elements of the I
aanure in question. Thus, while the j
>ne plot received the complete manure, i
dtrogen was taken from the second, i
ihosphates from the third, potfcsh from i
li-ma fr>r\rr, fVia flff.Vl an/1 nnA i
f the plots was left without manure of [
ny kind. This treatment was continued '
rom 1860 to 1875 with results as follows:
?he vines which received the complete
aanure were remarkably thrifty, full of
igorous foliage and burdened witn lus- j
ious bunches; those which received the \
omplete manure with the exception of |
lotash, made a very moderate growth, j
tad few and poor leaves, and no fruit I
whatever, while those not manured at I
,11 were stunted, almost wholly leafless !
-little more than mere stalks.
The result is sufficiently striking, but j
he experiments also showed that where
he potash was applied and the other
lemeuts successively eliminated, the
growth of the vine and the yield of the
rop presented no sensible difference?
, circumstance showing that potash is !
adispensable to the vine. Other sub-1
tances may be omitted, and yet the vine j
nay flourish, but if the potash be'!
mitted the vine simply exists without j
iroducing a crop, so that after thirteen I
ears the vines not only produce no '
japes, but scarcely any leaves, and i
hose leaves so weak as not to be ablb to 1
esist the action of the wind or exposure i
o the sun, and, in consequence, become j
n easy prey to mildew. Similar experi- j
aents have been made with reference to :
totatoes, and with a similar result.
Have Manure from all Hoarce*
At a meeting of the American Institute j
formers' Club, Dr. A S. Heath gave !
dvice, especially important at this |
eason of the year, to farmers in relation !
o husbanding manure of every descrip- :
ion and from every possible source, j
?hey were recommended to gather the 1
reeds cut down and left to rot by the i
oadside or along the fences, mouldy j
,Taas in the swales, fine chips and sawlust,
accumulated ubout the woodpile,
tones bleaching about the farm, leaves
Ting by the cart-load in the woods, rich
auck along the stables and barns, oon- j
animating the atmosphere and rendering j
he place unhealthy for stock. A keen i
ye will discover much rubbish that will
[uickly make a valuable compost pile. 1
ill these substances, except the bones, i
hould be dopoeited upon the dung-pile. '
The farmer is proverbially economical
q most matters, yet in reference to 1
aving manures lie ia gBuoiuii,y me muoi
>rofligat? of all mankind. More farmirs,
the doctor said, have been im- j
loverished by neglecting to keep up i
he manure supply for their deteriorating
oils than from most any other causes. .
L successful farttier sows not only the
naterials ali^ady enumerated but reuse
of all kinds, such as old shoes and
eather, chaff, woolen rags, bristles, :
>ffal/ ashes, both from coal and wood,
lorua, lioofs and carcasses of deiwl ani- i
nals; in a word, everything that will i
ussist to increase the number of bushels 1
>f grain and potatoes, ?r add fodder and j
lay to the barn.
A Strange Fish.
One day last week, after a hard strug- !
fie, George Whitney captured on!
jockenoes bar, off Norwalk, a fish sel- j
lom seen in these parts. It answered 1
he description given by ichthyologists j
)I tne goose nan *ur iiugiei, uiau n.uuwu ,
is the fishing frog. It waa four or five j
eet long, nearly aa broad, flat, had one i
lap on each side something like a scale j
vith an opening or pocket behind run- \
ling forward under the mouth, and two
imall legs with five toes webbed to- j
rether. The strangest feature, how- j
jver, was its immense mortar-shaped j
nouth. When open it was frightful to j
:ontempi ate, and would just about comortably
take in an ordinary keg. It was j
m exhibition for several days. It is a |
vortlilees hah and lives on muddy bot- j
oms.?New Haven Palladium.
The right index finger of the foreman
>f a machine shop in Webster, Mass.,
ras out off by a circular saw the other
lay, and hurled through a window with
inch force that it cut a clean hole in the
glass like a bullet, and wont twenty feet
jeyond.
Hunting the ttiraffe.
A-writer Bays: GiraffeB, if not hard
pressed, do not go at any great pace, so
that before long we were within one
hundred yards of them. Even in the
ardor of the chase it struck me as a
glorfous sight to see these huge beasts
aashing along in front, clattering over
the stones or bursting a passage through
opposing bushes, their long, graceful
necks stretched forward, sometimes bent
almost to the ground to avoid horizontal
branches, and their bushy black tails
twisted up. And how easily, and with
how little exertion they seemed to get
wifVi fV*of Innrv
yj T Ci OUC gAUHUU mcu UUMW wnwvj,
ing stride of theirs! Yet thjav were
going at a great rate, for I felt that my
old nag was doing hj# best, and I could
not now lessen the distance between ns by
an inch. I now saw that D. was about jo
make a push, and, as the horse he was
liding was pretty fast, I knew that he
would press them into a much quicker
pace and leave me behind altogether;
so, reining in at once, I jumped off, and,
taking as steady aim as my arm, tired
with flogging, would allow, fired at a
large dark colored cow that looked to me
in good condition. The bullet clapped
loudly and I saw her stagger, but, recovering
immediately, she went on,
though slightly in the rear of the troop.
At this moment my friend jumped off
close behind them and gave another cow
a shot. I was now a long way behind,
but my horse, though slow, possessed
good staying powers; so that, by dint of
keeping on a hard galop and cutting
angles when I could, I again crept up
and gave my cow another shot, quickly
followed by a third, which brought hey
to the ground with a crash. She was
not dead, however, for as I approached
she raised her lofty head once more and
J l./?H i ln.n/,
gU?UU lopiutu}ii|oujr au HID mui uu uugv
soft, dark eyes.. A pang of remorse
went through me, and for an instant I
wished the shots unfired that had laid
low this beautiful and inoffensive creature.
But now the cries of my Kafirs
anj} Masaras, following like famished
wolves on the blood spoor, broke upon
my ear; so, stifling the still small voice,
I again raised my rifle and put an end to
the miseries of my victim, whose head,
pierced with a two-ounce ball, fell with
a thud upon the ground, never to te
raised again. Leaving some of the bovs
to cut up the meat I rode on with the
rest to look for my friend, whom I foundbeside
another prostrate giraffe, which
he had killed a little further on. As the
one I had shot was the fatter of the two
we left the Kafirs here and went back to
mine. It was now late; so, hastily dividing
the boys into two parties, and bidding
them sleep by the two giraffes respectively
and cut them'up and bring in
the meat the following day, we started
for the wagons with our gun carriers,
who also earned a few of the fattest bits
of meal I may here remark that it is
difficult to imagine anything more tasty
and succulent than a steak of a young
giraffe cow when in good condition,
though it may be that hunger, the sauce
with which 1 have always eaten it, had
something to do with this opinion.
Celebrating the Japanese Emperor's
Birthday.
A correspondent of (tie New Yorlf
Evening Post writes from Japan in regard
to the birthday of his majesty Mutsuhito,
the emperor : In the capital the
morning was devoted to a splendid review
of the victorious army by the emperor,
and the evening to a brilliant
gathering held at the seaside palace
O-Hamogoten, under the auspices of the
minister of foreign affairs, H. E. Mr.
Terashima. The exhibition was opened
to the public free of charge, and one of the
imperial bands detailed, to furnish music
there for the delectation of the crowd.
Flags of the rising sun and floral decorations
were universal, and the town wore
a holiday aspect. In Yokohama an extraordinary
observance of the day was
held. All the men-of-war were dressed,
and a salute fired at noon. At dusk the
Japanese men-of-war were elaborately
illuminated and began a discharge of
fireworks that continued till late in the
evening. But the most astonishing of
all were the day fireworks set off from
public gardens. Bombs are discharged
high into the air, a thousand or fifteen
hundred feet at least, when they burst
with a loud report and assume the most
delicate and lovely forms imaginable.
Usually the color" is that of a fleeoy
cloud ; but sometimes purple, red, yellow
and even blue tints are introduced
with charming effect The programme
included ninety-two pieces, of whioh
abeut a third were thus let off in broad
daylight. We had in these airy shapes
weeping willows, imperial flags, fishes, a
stream of silver threads, chrysanthemums,
dragons pursuing balls, various
anima'.s, a flight of white heron, a
shower of maple leaves, Chinese tiger,
and finally a very curious and pretty
shower of umbrellas, which, released
with a puff and a bang, fluttered down
in a more or less steady parachute motion
to the ground and the eager urchins
upon it. The evening fireworks had
greater brilliancy, of course, and were
often exquisitely beautiful, but did not
create that astonishment and pleasure I
caused by the afternoon display.
Morrissey and Colfax.
It is related that when John Morrissey
was elected to Congress, and Colfax
was speaker, Morrissey, knowing Colfax's
liking for a good cigar, diffidently
approached the door of the speaker's
room in the capital building one day,
but drew back when he saw that a num-1
ber of other members were inside. At i
length the last visitor having departed,
John timidly ventured in. Colfax received
him with a kindly open hand.
"You like good cigars, Mr. Colfax?"
blurted out bluntly Mr. Morrissey.
Mr. Colfax smiled, with an affirmative
motion of his head. "Will you please
accept from me a box of the very best
Havanas ever landed in this country ?" !
"It would delight me exceedingly, Mr. j
Morrissey, to receive it." "I'll send'
two of them to your house this afternoon."
"Ob, Mr. Morrissey, you are
too generous." Mr. Morrissey, played
with his fingers awhile, and then blurted
out again : " Mr. Colfax, I have a favor
to ask of you." Colfax started, alarmed,
but asked: "And, pray, what is it,
Mr. Morrissey?" "Why, you are just
now making up your committees, and I
would like to have you, if you will, put
me on one where I'll have nothing to
do." Colfax, relieved, smilingly gave
assurance that the desire should be
gratified. And Mr. Morrissey was made
chairman of the committee on revolutionary
pensions.?San Francisco Bulletin.
The Signs of the Times.
A sign on Clinton street, New York,
reads : " Wite-Washing and Ohimlies
Clened. "
" Vade Me Come Cigars " are tor saie
at a tobacco shop on Ann street.
One can got "A Good Dinner, Supper
and Breakfast for 10 Cents " on Centre
street.
" Home made Oysters, Pies and Families
Supplied" is the sign outside a
West Broadway dining saloon.
A Thompson street barber announces'a
" Resumption of Specie Shaving," whatever
that may be,
A Bign on the fence around a vacant
lot in Brooklyn, next door to a butcher's
fttore, reads ; "This Land for Sale with
Gore,"
items or interest*
An apple woman says that her business
is at a standstill.* >
The official vote on woman suffrage in
Colorado was : Yes, 6,612; no, 14,053.
" Yotmg-man-who - has - more - cheekthan-brains
" is a local brave in almost
every town.
In Virginia twenty-five counties have ?
refused to grant liceqsea for the sale of*
intoxicating liquors. 1
Europe lias purchased $5,500,000
North of our American fruit within the
past twelve months, principally dried
fruit.
A bear in Olarksville, Texas, which
had been a household pet since it was a
cub, killed a child the other day who
was playing witU it.
The wheat crop of Minnesota, Iowa,
Wisconsin and Kansas in 1875 yielded
93,000,000 bnshels; in 1876, 61,000,000,
and in 1877, 117,000,000.
The largest bowlder in Vermont is
called the "Green Mountain Giant,"
which lies on a hill in Whittingham,
and contains 40,000 cubic feet.
' The name of the potatoe bng, in Ger- <
many, is Pffischtendiriwechtenlawbedenachfcoschooptenschafflichtheit
This is
what makes it so hard to kill them.
A child, its father, its two grandfathers,
and three of its great-grandfathers
were photographed in one group
in New Hampshire the other day.
Inscription on a tombstone in a Paris
cemetery:
n-xx?J i
O BillCUUI] ma 1CUUUO JL Uu>mw #r?w wyv
1820 1880
Me voll* I am here
1830 1880
Rev. Moses Howe, aged eighty-nine,
has been in the Christian ministry sixtythree
years, and daring all that period
has had bnt two pastorates?one at
Portsmouth, N. H., and the other at
New Bedford, Mass.
" Oh, here's a red ear!" exclaimed a
Southern Illinois youth at a oorn-husking
bee. "And there's another!" replied
the pretty girl at his side, as she
gave him a stinging box alongside his
head when he tried to kiss her.
A Georgia man met a singular death
lately.. He was cutting down a tree
while possum hunting, and the handle
of his axe struck a pistol in his coat
pocket and discharged it, the bullet
lodging in his body and causing death
in a few moments.
AOOH7. \ t
Wheezing, sneezing all the day ;
Eyes watery and streaming;
Coughing in a shattered way;
Poor nose red and poor cheeks gray:
Now voiceless and now screaming. * '
Pains and aches in every limb;
Poor features sadly puffy,
Hearing gone, and eyesight dim;
Bad, dejected, solemn, grim:
Head heavy, hot, auajstulTy.
To feel all this, and then be told,
" My dear, von've only got a.oold?
Some months ago, -when Gambetta
was speafcing in the French Assembly,
he was repeatedly interrupted by M.
Tristan I "mberfc and some other imperialists,
and in Teply ventured a prediction,
backed by a wager of 1000 franca
($200), that the interrupter would not
?have a chance to repeat his conduct in (
the next (the present) assembly. 'M.
Tristan Lambert took the bet, and lost
it and his election, and Gambetta has
turned the money over to the poor fund
of Versailles.
?lii_^' i
A Telephone In the Mines,
The Virginia City (Nev.) Enterprise
of a late date says: The telephone was
yesterday afternoon put into the Consolidated
Virginia mine, and was fonnd
to work to perfection. An instalment
has been placed on the 1,550 level, from
which a wire is carried np the shaft and
out to an instrument in *the private
office, a short distance south of the main
building. A number of persons, principally
those connected with the mine,
were present when the tests were made.
Colonel Fair, who was above in the
office, received the first message from
the depths. It was from one of the
gentlemen engaged in putting up the
instrument, and was as follows; " Cpl- onel
Fair, allow me to congratulate you
upon the introduction of the telephone
into the 1,550 level of the Consolidated
Virginia mine."
Colonel Fair made some suitable reply,
and then, having an eye to the prao"
- ? - . " - tt " t -r 1_
! tical, called out: " is ungn juuillu ^hut>
| foreman of the mine) down there ?" ,
The telephone said " No."
Hugh Lamb waa among those present,
however, but the man of the telephone
had hot yet got the man and the name
connected. Hugh heard the call from
above and answered back: "I am here,
staunch and true!" or something to that
effect.
" Ah, there you are, Hugh, I know
your voice," said Colonel Fair.
| Then followed all kinds of mining
< slang about winzes, sumps, giraffes,
stopes, lagging, plungers, clacks, donkeys
and such little notions.
A wire will be probably run to the C.
and C. shaft, and eventually, no doubt,
from the Consolidated Virginia office
through the Gould and Gurry, Savage,
; Hale and Norcross, and all other mines
| in which Colonel Fair is interested.
A number of very successful and ini
teresting experiments were made with
the instrument night before last on the
surface. An instrument was placed in
the Washoe Club room and wires carridH
to distant parts of the town, when those
" 11 - -1--1 t-n niflnrk_r?lftV
I in UJ6 CIUU XUKJLU uotcucu vyj I?J
I ing and singing, and conversed with
! ladies and gentlemen far iway.
J We shall doubtless, from the present
j start, soon see telephones in all our leading
mines. It will save much running
up and down of cages, at considerable
cost, in the carrying of messages between
; the surface and the lower levels.
Sophia Frey's Case.
Sophia Frey, a girl of twonty-twu,
heiress to $50,000, applies iu one of the
Philadelphia courts to be declared sane
aud given the control of her property.
She was adjudged a lunatic in May, 1876,
upon the application of her aunt, who,
it is said, will inherit as next of kin
should Sophia die in an asylum, for
1 *Yiolrn irillu Viiliil willrt
lUliittlUO in; m/w luuuv ..
that is. When Sophia's father died,
leaving her a totally untaught and ignorant
girl of twelve, she fall into the
hands of an aunt who sent her off to a
country place in New Jersey, Sophia
stayed there nit? years, growing up
entirely wild and heathen?whether at
her own instance or not does not appear,
except by suggestion, in the proofs so
far taken. But in May, 1876, when her
aunt applied to have her adjudged insane
it was satisfactorily shown that she could
not read or write?being thou twentyone
years old?could not count on her
fingers and did not know what money
was. Insane she was declared to be.
But in the asylum what does she do but
find a book and a teacher and learn to
read with great promptitude, as though,
being legally a lunatic, she yet had a *
certain sane appreciation of things, and
even in ner liiexpeneucu wisucu ^ D?er I
gest that, had she chanced to be taught, I
she might have learned before. Also a j
physician says that she is really not j
crazy, though her mind is weak, and 1
that she is capable of administering her I
own affairs. If her case is correctly re- ? I
ported doubtless the law will recognize % I
that a mind left idle for twenty years I
may ke weak ae a child's and yet not 1
gone.?York World. I

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