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WHITTIE1CS CENTENNIAL STMN.
Written for the Opening of the International Ex
hibition, Philadelphia, May 10, 18T.
Oar father' God! from oat whoaehand
The centariea fall like grains of sand.
We meet to-day, united, free.
And loyal to our land and Thee,
To thank Thee for the era done.
And tract Thee for the opening one.
Here, where of old. by Thy design. .
The fathers spake that word of Thine
Whose echo is the glad refrain
Of tended bolt and falling chain.
To grace oar festal time, from all
The cones of earth our guests we call.
Be with ne while the New World greets
The Old World thronging all its streets.
Unveiling all the triumphs won
JSv art or toil beneath the sun:
And anto common good ordain
This rivalship of huud and brain.
Thou, who hast here in concord furled
The war flags of a gathered world.
Beneath oar W extern skies fulfill
The Orient's mission of good-will,
And. freighted with love's Golden Fleece,
bend back its Argonauts of peace.
For art and labor met in truce.
For beauty made the bride of use.
We thank Thee; but, withal, we crave
The aastere virtues strong to save.
The honor proof to place or gold.
The manhood never bought nor sold t
Oh, make Thou us, through centuries long.
In peace secure, in justice strong;
Arouad oar gift of freedom, draw
The safeguards of Thy righteons law;
And; east in seme diviner mold,
Let the new cycle shame the old !
Atlantic for June.
QUEEN LOG.
Ours was a purely petticoat party that
summer at Crab Falls. Now and then a
husband turned up to spend Sunday; but
to thp -eight of us who had no husbands
these arrivals imported nothing, and for
the rest of the time the composition of
the household was exclusively feminine,
except for sundry babies iu Knicker
bockers, who did not count. Do not,
however, think of us as miserable. A
-stray- man or two would have been wel
comed, but, since they came not, we
amused ourselves very well without
them. Our resources were various.
Some of the girls sketched; one or two
painted. Carpathia May had a hobby
for botany, and pursued it in such a
pretty, fresh-flower way that we all more
or less followed her lead. Alice Weir
and Marian Berkeley professed trout
fishing. They went off by themselves
for whole days, and were real experts,
bringing home basketsbf the speckled dar
lings which would have done credit to
experienced anglers. Then there was
dear little Annie Tinkham, who read,
aloud in a voice like a trained brooklet,
and was never weary of reading. Alto
gether there was no lack of occupations,
. and we enjoyed ourselves very well, lii
spite of an occasional malcontent sign at
thought, of what might have been had
- J! ate been a little kinder. ,
"We are all nice, you know," re
marked Esther White, in an exasperated
moment " very nice indeed; but, after
all, it's all one taste. One does like
- something different at times. It is as
tonishing what a very little bit of ham it
- takes to flavor whole mountains of bread-
and-butter."
"O Essie t Shocking!" But some of
us privately agreed with her.
One brilliant morning in late August
we, the Unattached Eight, agreed to lay
aside all private pursuits and combine
for a picnic. How well I remember, it
all the hot climb up hill, and the de
lighted spice smell . of the pine
woods as we 'passed into their shadow!
It seemed a different zone, all coolness
and fragrance, with winds making
vibrant murmurs overhead, and under
foot melodious rustlings, unlike other
wood rustlings echoes, perhaps, of that
secret, hall revealed ana half withheld,
. which pine woods hold, and which to
' impressionable people is such perpetual
fascination. It was infinitely refreshing
after the outside heat and glare, and we
flung ourselves on the cushiony needles
with sighs of pleasure and relief.
"What a dear, place this is!" said
Alice. " I am never tired of it."
; " Why don't you come here of tener
every day?" asked Kosy May, gushingly
" Well, I can hardly say. There are
other things to be considered. Duties
sketching, for example. There's nothing
to sketch here, vou know."
" And trout," put in one of the titrat
ing girls. " There 8 nothing to catch here,
you know.
" I'm not so sure of that," retorted
Alice. " Piny Brook is pretty swift, and
tumbles a good deal, I confess; but there
are pools below which might hold trout
I'm going to take a look at them by and
by." -
" It must take a trout of a strong con
stitution to swim in Piny Brook," ob
served Carpathia. " I should think he'd
be bruised black and blue in five min
utes." -
" So he would in the rapids, but below
it is not bo bad. I never heard of any
there, to be sure, but there may be."
Much hangeth on a maybe," quoted
barah btanley.
Here I lost the thread of the conversa
tion. . The pine needles were as elastic
and soft as a mattress; I was weary with
the walk and the heat; the light fanning
wind lulled me unconsciously, and 1 fell
asleep. Certain soft touches aroused me,
and a tickling in my ear. I sleepily
turned and half sat up, but a hand
pressed me down, and a laughing voice
said:
. "Oh, lie still a little longer. We've
made you into a log such a lovely log!
Do -keep still. You'll spoil all if you
move."
" But what is this in my ear?"
rt Oh, nothing but a toad-stool. There,
I've moved it, and I'll lift this lichen off
your eyelid, so that you can take a look
at yourself. You can't think how beau
tiful you are."
The witches had covered me all over
with a dust-colored shawl, and had cov
ered that with sods and mosses and strips
of bark to simulate a half -decayed trunk,
scattering pine needles over all, and
sticking into interstices ferns, lichens
and fungi, till, as Amy said, it did look
. precisely like a log. Lastly, they threw
. down a shawl in careless folds, set a
lunch-basket on my chest, and stood off
to see the efiect, which they declared to
be "wonderful."
" No human being would guess," said
Esther. " You'd impose on Leather
stocking himself. Oh, girls, do call
Alice and Marian. They must be satis
fied before this about those wretched
trout. Don't breathe a word, but just
ask them to sit down on the log and
make themselves comfortable."
" On me! Thank you," said V, speak
ing as well as I could through a mouth
full pf lichens.
" Oh, they shaVt really sit down. Lie
still quite still, dear Dolly. Don't move
an inch, please don't; promise that you
won't. It will be such fun to cheat
Alice."
"Very well. I won't. But be quick.
I'm comfortable enough now, but all this
blanket -shawl and bark may grow un
pleasantly warm. I never realized be
fore just how Daphne felt in the laurel."
" Good-by, Daphne. Good-by, Queen
Log. Well be back soon." With ring
ing laughter off went the girls, Esther
lingering to give a final touch to the
lichen over my left eye. I smiled to
myself at the odd position, but even as
I smiled I dropped to sleep again. The
day was irresistibly drowsy, and there
was something delightful in this wood-
slumber, which even in deepest uncon
sciousness I never lost hold of. The
last thing I saw as my eyelids fell was a
broad ray of sun striking a half -open
parcel of forks and spoons which lay in
the grass Mrs. Pendexter's property
these, and careless enough of the girls
to leave them thus. But what did it sig
nify f No spot on earth could be safer
than these summer woods under the
shadow of the New Hampshire hills.
That was my thought as I fell asleep,
. . I was roused by a sound of voices which
even my locked senses recognized as un-
familiar. - opened my eyes. Two men
were sitting on the ground close to me,
but half turned away. They wereshabi
ly clad; one in a velveteen coat and
- rough corduroy trousers; th'-other, whose
- clothes were dark, had a red handker
chief tied round his neck. This man
had a thick beard and wild long hair
reiling a pair of savage gypsy eyes. 'But
it was the other face that frightened me
: most. It was a smug, shaven face, but
with an evil, cruel, furtive look which I
do not know how to . describe. Faint
with sudden fear, I lay quite still. It
seemed the only thing to do. But oh!
where were the girls? I thought; and
what would happen if they came back?
-"Give us that there basket off the
log!" were the first words I heard. It
was the velveteen man who spoke, and
the otHer reached out his hand and lifted
he basket from its place close to my
chin. I trembled lest its removal had
made me visible; but the girls had ar
ranged too artistically for that, and the
men seemed to suspect nothing.
It took only a moment to empty the
basket which kind Mrs. Pcndextcr had
taken so much time to fill.
" Not a bad find," said the smug man,
turning over the cold mutton and hard
eggs, and speaking with his mouth full.
" Vittle up, partner. . Mayn't have an
other chance Lord knows when."
"Partner" accepted the invitation
cordially. Our luncheon disappeared
down his throat in large morsels.
" Halloo! here is ago!" cried the smug
man, making a sudden dive at the parcel
of spoons and forks. He bit one of the
spoons with his teeth-, rapidly counted
and dropped them into his pocket, the
other man looking on.
" Real?" asked he of the red neck
cloth.
" No mistake. Eight of each. That's
twenty apiece. Stow away fast or some
one 11 be a-coming."
1 hadn t supiiosed that even a wolt
could " stow" faster, but at this warning
the motion of the laws was accelerated.
As the man ate they talked. Their
voices were smothered, but I caught now
and then a sentence.
" Dog? Easy silence him."
" Yes, but " Then 1 lost the con
text.
" You're sure as to the blunt?"
" Saw it handed over seventeen, hun
dred and odd in bills. Took it home
with him? Why, of course, you fool.
These farm fellows don't hang to
banks. I tell you he wants it handy to
lift his mortgage next week. Sure to be
called for. Them Elkinses is always on
time. Werry sharp gentlemen, Elkins
es are." -
" Folks coming. OfFs the word."
The men jumped to their feet, listened
a second. One of them snatched up the
shawl which lay over the supposed log,
the other crammed the fragments of the
feast into his pocket, and they were
gone, the gypsy s foot just grazing my
head as they went. I heard the girls'
voices drawing nearer, but the long ten
sion of fear had left ine so faint and
powerless that I could not stir, not even
when they came in sight and stood close
to me.
"My I isn't it warm?" cried Esther,
" Alice, you look half baked. Sit down
and rest. Here is a convenient old log
She caught sight of the empty basket
which the men had flung aside, and
stopped short, with her mouth open.
" xes " said Alice, innocently. "1
fancy we are all ready for lucheon. But
where is the luncheon? And where is
Dolly?"
At this moment 1 saw Marian making
preparations to sit down on me. belf-
preservation gave me strength" to stir,
to roll over. The bark and ferns Hew
in all directions. Marian shrieked; but
her arrangements for seating herself had
gone too far to be affected by this sud
den phenomenon. She came down heav
ily, and she and 1 and the shawls and
the ferns, fungi and mosses, became
complicated into a confused and undis-
tinguisnable neap.
This the girls considered the best joke
possible. With shouts of laughter they
disentangled and picked us up. Hut at
sight of my face there. was exclamation:
Why, Queen .Log, what is the mat
ter? Are you hurt? "iou are as pale
as a sheet. You look as if you had seen
a ghost. Don't stare so, Dolly. Do
speak:. What is it?"
-1 tried to speak, but, instead, burst in
to a fit of nervous crying. .The girls,
frightened and perplexed, thronged
about me. In the midst of their rapid
questions an awe-struck voice was heard
saying:
"Where are the spoons? I put them
just here. I am sure I did. . And here
is the very napkin they were in."
"Oh," I sobbed, "those men took
them away." -
"Men! What men?"
" Then it all came out, and the circle of
pale faces and wide-open eyes which at
tended my somewhat incoherent expla
nation struck me as so funny that I went
to the other extreme of feeling, and, be
fore I knew it, was laughing as hard as
I had cried.
" And you lay still and never moved?"
gasped Rosa. "How brave! I never
could have done that. I should just
have given one scream, and then I should
have fainted away." -
" That would have been truly judi
cious," remarked Esther, dryly. "But
the question now is, what shall we do?"
"Do?" wailed Rosa; "why, get out of
these dreadful woods as fast as we can, to
be sure. Robbers and murderers! I
never heard anything so awful. Why
did we come? Oh, how horrid it is not
to have any man to take care of you!"
Her alarm infected the boldest of us,
and I regret to say our progress home
ward partook of the nature of a
stampede. Mrs. Pendexter, who was
rolling out tea-biscuit in the buttery,
was taken all aback by our sudden appearance.
"Bakes alive! lwant to know! This
does beat all!" were her remarks during
our recital. " Such a thing wasnt never
heard of in this country before. Elkins!
That's the 'Squire. And the man with
the si, TOO must be young JVlr. Dennett,
on the Brush Hill Road. He's a sort of
a stranger, you know. Mr. Pendexter
was a-saving that he'd sold out all his
hay at a good price to pay off his mortgage."
W here - is JVlr. Pendexter? said
Hither, promptly. " He must go over
and give this JVlr. Dennett warning at
once."
"Ts, ts, ts," clucked Mrs. Pendexter.
"He's off in the meddcr lot, two miles
away, and so's all the rest. There ain't
a man about the place, Miss Jbsther."
There never is," put in Rose, de
spairingly. " I never saw anything like
it! Oh, how horrid, horrid it must be in
the land of the Amazons! I can't think
why Joaquin Miller should write a poem
about them.
How far is it to Mr. Dennett's?"
said Esther.
" It's good three miles, but a straight
road all the way. Right through the
woods. You can't miss it."
Through the woods! We all shivered;
but Esther went on, bravely:
" V ery well. Amanda can harness the
old gray, can't she? Please tell her to,
and 1 11 drive over to JVlr. uennett s,
Girls, which of you will go with me?"
.Nobody answered.
"Dolly?"
" Yes," I said, with a sinking heart.
" I'll go."
T he girls wept and waued, but in vain.
" Don't be silly," said Esther. " Of
course somebody must go." "
Well, 1 do admire your courage,
said Mrs. Pendexter, " and there's this
about it: there ain't no real danger,
They're always scared at daylight"
speaking of the genus burglar as of a
wolf. "You won't see your men again.
Miss Dolly, I promise you. If I wasn't
sure of that I wouldn't let you go, nohow."
Fortified with this, we set off, conceal
ing our inward tremors as best we might.
The road seemed long, but at last we
came to a pretty brown cottage, with a
little lawn, flower-beds, and an air of
taste and refinement new to us in that
region. A handsome, sunburned young
man, who was cutting the grass with a
hand mowing machine, came forward to
meet us, and raised his straw hat with
the unmistakable air of a gentleman,
. Esther explained our errand, Mr. Den
nett listening intently, never taking his
eyes off her face as she spoke.
"I am probably the person meant,"
he said. "At least I have the sum al
luded to in my house to pay a debt which
falls due next week." He paused, and
thought for a moment silently.
" I wonder you were not afraid to
drive over to this lonely place," he said,
smiling.
" We were, a little bit, perhaps," fal
tered I.
" Yet you came. How very good of
you! You must let me drive you back."
" Oh, praydon't leave your house un
guarded! Those men may come, you
know."
" Oh, there is no danger now. Fore
warned is fore-armed."
He called a man, gave some orders,
went into the house a moment, and we
were oft. Dear me, how safe we felt all
at once! The dark nooks had lost their
terrors, and the return drive was delight
ful. ' -
Next day Mr. Dennett came to tell us
that the thieves had been caught red-
handed and were safely lodged in the
county jail. He had recovered Mrs.
Pendexter's silver also; and altogether
there wa9 so much to hear and to discuss
that nobody wondered at his coming yet
another and another day, and finally
every day. It was surprising how much
more interesting life seemed to several
of us. I was more than once reminded
of Esther's simile of the ham and the
bread and butter. Before long, howev
ever, it became evident to whom be
longed the chief share of the sandwich,
and, just before we all broke up in early
October, Esther, rosy and flushed, stole
into my room and held before my eyes a
hnger on which glittered a new ring set
with a small diamond.
"So," I said, "you really have! And
do you like him very much?
'Like him! 1 should think so."
"And you don't dislike the idea of liv
ing in the backwoods all your life?"
' JNo, not very much. Besides, we
sha'n't stay in the woods always. Now
and then we mean to run away."
" And you re not afraid?"
" Afraid, with Will to take care of mc!
I should think not. Oh, Dolly, give me
another kiss! Only think, if you hadn't
been a log that day I should never have
seen him. How strangely things turn
out! There, that's for Dolly, and that's
for Queen Log. Bless her always. How
droll it was! Vice la reine.'Z Harper's
Bazar.
A Ornel Fashion.
There is.no lady deserving of the
name (says the New York Sun) who
could witness without a feeling of horror
the process of preparing for use the
feathered beauties which form such con
spicuous ornaments in the present style
of women's hats. If those who wear
such ornaments knew the tortures to
which these helpless little creatures are
subjected, and the heartless cruelty with
which the business is carried on, they
would shrink from even indirect com
plicity in it. Of course the impression
prevails that all birds used tor personal
decoration are killed immediately when
caught and prepared in the ordinary
way by taxidermists; but there is just
where the mistake is made. The birds
are taken alive, and while living the
skin is skillfully stripped from their
quivering, ghastly bodies. By thisproc
ess it is claimed the feathers retain
firmer hold upon the skin. Such is the
method by which all birds used in the
decoration of ladies' hats are prepared
Think of the exquisite humming bird,
the blue bird, the cardinal bird, the
oriole, and numberless others of beauti
ful plumage, - struggling beneath the
knife of the heartless operator; think of
this, tender-hearted ladies, as your ad
miring gaze rests on the latest novelties
in fashion by which our city belles are
crowned! Hundreds of thousands of
birds of the brightest plumage are literal
ly flayed alive every year, and so long as
our ladies will consent to wear such or
naments just so long will this cruel
business continue. The Baroness Bur
dett-Coutts has placed herself at the
head of a movement in England designed
to put an end to the brutal business, and
it is to be hoped that she will meet with
cordial encouragement and co-operation
on this side ot the Atlantic.
ALL SOKTS.
hard-up want to be
no easy chairs in some
Josh Billings' Philosophy.
Children and colts should be man
aged alike. Give them the largest pos
sible pasture to run in, with the highest
kind of a fence around it.
Beauty is ' a hard thing to define.
There are just about as many styles of it
as there are faces.
The saddest of all things sad in this
world is a child with a broken spirit.
1 think it pays a man to be friendly
and liberal while he is here, for he has
got to meet these same people in the
other world, and can t take none of this
world's goods with him.
A trained child is to me a kind of hor
ror; 1 love to see them reckless with in
nocence.
A good book is the best friend anyone
can have; it is always ready to impart
advice and never stoops to flattery.
1 never knew a professional fault-tind
er but that was more guilty of shortcom
ings than anybody else in that parish
There is nothing so difficult to recover
as a lost reputation; not more than a
dozen have been found and restored to
their owners since the days of Cain and
Abel.
Charity is good seed to sow; it blos
soms here and is harvested in heaven.
Don't parade your sorrows before the
world, but bury them, as the dogs do
their old bones, and then growl if any
body oners to dig them up.
.Necessity makes its own laws, and
then executes them or breaks them, as
she takes a notion.
I love humility in men, but I have
been deceived oftener by it than any one
trait or profession.
To read, to near, to see, to think, are
the four means of knowledge. He who
only reads will soon have more than he
can hold; he who only hears will soon
have more than he can trust; he who
only sees will soon be distracted; and he
who only thinks will soon run out of
materials.
Politeness is one of the few things
that a man had better assume, even if he
am t honest about it.
Fear is the germ of all true courage,
but it is the fear to do wrong.
The voice of conscience, though softer
than an infant's, can make itself heard
above the roar of the wildest passions,
Uontentment is the simple science of
knowing when a fellow is well off and
keeping still about it.
The boy who is picked out to be the
genius of the family is almost sure to
turn out to be the biggest blockhead in
the whole lot.
Joking is a risky business; just for the
sake of a second-class joke many a man
has lost a hrst-ciass inend.
He who gives hesitatingly had better
not give at all.
The world is so fond of criticising
everybody that they mix faults and mis
fortunes together, and treat them both
alike.
The end of all arguments should be to
get at the truth, but the end. of most ar
guments is simply to win.
A pedant is one who has found out by
some process that two and two always
make four, and then spends his time try
ing to prove it to the rest of mankind.
JV. 1 . Weekly.
Haying Your Photo Taken.
When a person, in this case a lady,
sits down to have a photograph taken,
after the preliminary tortures arc con
cluded, such as fixing the prongs at the
back of the head and getting one's self
in a position of exaspering stillness, the
instructions are, " Now look pleasant,
please." The sterotyped grin that fol
lows through that awful space of silence
during which the operator holds the
brass cap in one hand and his watch in
the other is reflected on the photograph
by an idiotic simper which makes the
victim resolve never to look pleasant
again. The next effort brings forth a
" prunes, papa, potatoes, prism'
mouth whose only recommendation is
that it has not the ghastly pleasantness
of the first. Resolved to avoid either
extreme the unfortunate again faces the
brass-muzzled instrument of torture with
an intellectual, profound, earnest, rapt
gaze at a roll of paper which she holds
in her hand. The result is a stern
severe-of-purpose look, and the severity
of purpose is manifested by ordering
photograph No. 3 into oblivion. The
next position is standing, with velvet
and furs and hat and feathers, in a rol
licking way; failure too much like a
hoyden. The last attempt is sitting in
a pensive attitude with the cheek rest
ing on the hand, but that unromantic
camera makes the hand look bigger
than a leg of mutton and about that
shape. This is the last straw, and the
lady takes her gloves and her leave at
the same time, while the photographer
murmurs as he readjusts the camera
Oh, how unfortunate,
What conld afflict her?
So very importunate
About that 'ere picture.
Detroit Free Press.
Men who are
let a-loan.
There are
men's houses.
What is the worst kind of an omen?
To owe men.
Hotels in Philadelphia are serving
up Centennial hash.
Why are a pin and a poker like a
blind man? Because they have no eyes.
Of Iowa's population over sixteen
years of age, only one in 168 cannot
read.
The individual who was accidental
ly injured by the discharge of his duty
is still very low.
It is leap year, and the old piece of
advice is just as good as ever: "Look
before you leap.
A good quality of paper is now be
ing manufactured from cactus in Los
Angeles County, Cal.
The best animal food is said to be
the flesh of the sheep, and the best veg
etable food that of or from wheat.
"I can't do it" never did anything;
" I will try" has worked wonders, and
"I will do it" has performed miracles.
If ways of wisdom yon wonld seek.
Five things observe with care:
Of whom you speak, to whom you speak,
And how, and when, and where."
Ex-President Polk's widow has been
invited by Col. Tom Scott to visit the
Centennial in a special car placed at her
disposal.
A chair made of the old elm at Cam
bridge, rendered famous by Longfellow's
" Village Blacksmith, is to be presented
to the poet.
The Boston Five-cent Savings Bank
reports the number of its depositors at
71,228, and the amount of its deposits at
113,301,893.
Judge Davis, in honor of the Cen
tennial, is having 1776 white oak trees
set out around his residence at Bloom
ington, 111.
Topic: Geological discussion. Prin
cipal: " Was it colder or warmer a hun
dred years ago than at present?" Pupil
(honestly): "I really don't" recollect,
sir."
"Landlord, didn't you ever have a
gentleman stop with you before?" "Are
you a gentleman?" "Yea, I am."
"Then I never had one stop with me be
fore." Lots of able-bodied youngladies are
off all day hunting for trailing arbutus,
whose parents haven't a siioonful of
horseradish in the house. Danbury
News.
The heirs of all who fell at the
Alamo or under Fannin at Goliad, and
soldiers who took part in the battle of
San Jacinto are entitled to 640 acres of
land in Texas.
-Mr. W. W. Ureenough, who was
elected President of the Boston Public
Library recently for the tenth time, had
for his predecessors Edward Everett and
tieorge 1 icknor
"The blessed man that preached for
us last bunday, said JUrs. Partington,
served the JLord for thirty years first
as a circus rider, then as a locust preach
er, and last as an exhauster.".
Mr. Emerson thinks that men should
trust each other more, and there seems
to be a general feeling hereabouts that
he is the man to open a small grocery in
this section. JSorwich Bulletin
Mr. Edwin C. Cushman, of St. Louis,
to whom Miss Cushman left the bulk of
her fortune, is Vice-President and an
active member of the Missouri Furnace
Company, an extensive iron interest
Boston stands second of our ports
in the amount of imports, and only third
in exports. Taking foreign and domes
tic exports and imports together, its
trade amounted last year to $81,000,000
-A petition to the Texa3 Legislature
is being circulated, asking the passage
ot a law to punish horse-thieves as fol
lows: First offence, whipping-post;
second, whipping and branding; third,
hanging.
-Mrs. Evans, of Whitefield, Me
was born three days after the Declara
tion of Independence, has cut and made
her own dresses for eighty-hvc years,
and is now living with the sixth genera
tion ot her descendants
A New York lady of fashion, on a
visit to Europe, has left two poodles in
charge of a dog doctress, for the keep
ing of which she is to pay $200 yearly,
and provide a carriage once a month in
which the pets are to be aired.
-A boy was asked which was the
greater evil, hurting another's feelings
or his finger. "..The feelings," he said.
" Right, my dear child," said the ques
tioner; " and why is it worse to hurt the
feelings?" " Because you can't tie a
rag around them," exclaimed the child
The Christian at Work wants to
know whether any of its readers would
have been willing to acquire Mr. Stew
art's great wealth and meet its responsi
bilities as be met them. The opinion is
expressed by the New York Sun that
people could be found who would take
the risk.
The High-School graduating class of
this year in Adrian, Mich., will do their
graduating exercises in calico that is,
the girls of the class will do so. This
takes away one great drawback to grad
uation the expense of a dress hereto
fore considered suitable for the occasion
pyramids at a period considerably before
the biblical date of the deluge.
, Mr. J. C. Temple, an enthusiastic
citizen of Jasper County, Mo., left
his home on foot with a wheelbarrow
full of precious lead and iron ore, March
1, for the purpose of exhibiting himself
at the Centennial Exposition. He has
already accomplished half the distance to
Philadelphia, and says that in his lexi
con there is no such word as fail.
The lightning-rod man has thawed
out and we may therefore look for him
daily. He has, this year, " the copper
strip the new double and twisted, Cen
tennial, silver-spangled, four-pronged,
nickle -plated, double-polished electric
current conductor," which he will offer to
his customers at the lowest rate. Get
your shot-guu ready. Chillicothe Regis
ter. During the Centennial Exhibition a
journal entitled The New Century for
Women will be issued from the Woman's
Pavilion. It will be under the manage
ment of Mrs. Halliwell, and devoted " to
woman's interests generally, but espe
cially to her connection with the Exhibi
tion." Apart from its opinions, it will
be valuable as a vade mecum to visitors,
and an interesting memorial of the event.
George C. Peavey, the "blind law
yer," died suddenly at his residence m
Strafford, N. H., recently, aged sixty -one
years, lie became bund when a young
man, but continued to practice law, and
was a leading lawyer at the btratlord
County Bar. He was also largely en
gaged in mercantile pursuits, and was
an extensive farmer and leading busi
ness man in his town. He had been
Bank Commissioner and State Senator
A book-agent who has retired from
active labor, upon the hard-earned accu
mulation of a life of industrious cheek,
says that the great secret of his success
was when he went to a house where the
female head of the family presented her
self, he always opened by saying: " I
beg your pardon, miss, but it was your
mother I wanted to see." " That always
used to get 'em. They not only sub
scribed for my books themselves, but
told me where I could find more custom
ers. Huston Hree iress.
Bishop Whipple gives an account of
some tableaus given by a tribe of West
ern Indians for his amusement. They
were intended to show three phases of
an Indian's existence the wild, the civil
ized, and the Christianized. The cur
tain rose first on a party of aborigines,
in a dark forest, nearly nude this was
the native state; the second showed to
his delighted eyes the same actors,
dressed as semi-savages, armed . with
rifles and pistols, and grossly intoxicat
ed. The third was composed entirely
of women, who sat meekly attired in
black alpaca dresses. They were evan
gelized. -
-Silver coin will soon be in common
circulation, and the little folks, who have
scarcely ever seen a genuine half dollar,
will gaze at the bright pieces with curi
ous interest. No doubt the idea of sil
ver coin is much pleasanter than of pa
per currency, but whether it wilPbe as
convenient is questionable. However
glad people may be to see specie, it is
not so "handy to carry around as a
less weighty material. The old-fash
ioned purses will come into style again.
-The managers of the Centennial re
gatta have assurance that the following
crews will participate in the professional
four-oared race: English crews trom
the Thames, and Tyne, colonials from
Halifax and St. John, and among the
Americans (United States) the Faulkner
Regan crew from Boston, the Biglin
Plaisted and a crew not named from
New York, the Wards and a Pittsburgh
crew. Both the English, the St. John,
Halifax and New York crews will have
pair oars. It is also rumored that a four
from California will be present. Among
the singles Henry Coulter, George Engle
hardt, Ellis Ward and J. H. Sadler, the
Englishman, are named as contestants.
-The Hon. George M. Stearns tells
this story, illustrating the character of
the late Judge Wells: "When acting
as Trial Justice at Chicopee, Mass., in
his early professional life, a drunken fel
low on trial broke away from the officers
and struck the Justice violently on the
head. For an instant," said Mr. Stearns,
the natural man blazed out of Judge
Wells' eyes, but, speedily controlling
himself, he ordered the man removed
until morning, ' because I was afraid I
was too angry to be lust. When the
next day came and sentence was passed,
Justice Wells imposed the lowest fine
that the law would allow, and paid him
self for his assailant s liberty."
An old clergyman, who was particu
larly happy on funeral occasions hap
pened to get very far trom home, when
his old "one-horse chaise" was recog
nized, and he was importuned to take
part in some funeral services where the
circumstances were rather peculiar. Un
inquiry, he found two sisters, having
lived in the same house more than eight
een years, had died within a few hours
of each other, and that theirs was the
funeral in question. The old man was
unusually eloquent, and, of course,
quoted the lines: "They were lovely in
their lives, and in their deaths they were
not divided." After the services he was
told that the sisters had led a most quar
relsome existence, so much so that they
had put up a board partition between
their apartments twenty years before
Fashion Notes.
Black hats will be worn only for demi
toilet. Perfumed hats are a novelty attempted
in Paris.
Silks are ruinously low, say the mer
chants in London.
Fancy millinery silks command a bet
ter price than dress goods.
Hustles are so small at present mat
they are invoiced "invisible."
The fashionable fancy work for sum
mer resorts will be lace-making.
Quaking grasses are mingled with all
the bonnet trimmings in London.
Violet wood fans are novelties in
tended to take the place of sandal-wood
ones.
Pearl gray failles, trimmed with
frosted gauze and with Spanish blonde,
are very popular.
Bridesmaids wear gauze dresses
trimmed to correspond with the bridal
dress of repped silk.
English round hats with broad brims
are worn by the ultra fashionables for
promenade costumes.
The demand for real lace is improving
abroad. " Imitation" is going down
with " two black eyes."
Gold and silver threads are introduced
into all the embroideries of evening
dresses in Paris.
None but very handsome women, with
small and regular features, can wear the
hair in the French twist style.
The tabliers of wedding dresses are
made of heavy repped silk covered with
seed pearl and chemille embroidery.
Fashionable dressmakers say that
every lady is ordering a black grenadine
suit for wear at the summer resorts.
French or Italian chip of the palest
shade of cream is the full dress midsum
mer bonnet for Newport and Saratoga.
1 he large, long or square pocket, in
evitable on all costumes, is now placed
back of the left hip and rather low down
There is a tendency to revive high
coiffures. The French twist, worn
very small and high, is to replace the
UrecK coil.
The brims of the English round hats
are rolled instead of being closely pre ssed
against the sides of the crown, as last
season.
Very dressy hats are turned up only
on one side, and have a coquettish face
trimming ot velvet bands and flowers.
Long gloves reaching almost to the
elbow, of white undressed skin, are worn
with what arc called costumes centenaire
in Paris.
Toque hats are worn by those ladies
to whom English round hats are not be
coming. They are trimmed mostly in
the back where the brims turn up.
Buff chamois leather basques and
aprons embroidered in gay colors, with
chain-stitch and point Russe, are novel
ties shown, to be worn over dark
blue, brown or green silk skirts.
Rough Swiss straws of creamy tint
trimmed with tri-colors, stylishly modi
fied in full shades, are found at first-
class millinery houses. They are in
tended for second best bonnets during
the Centennial season.
The English round hats are trimmed
with velvet, silk and feathers. No rib
bon is seen on them. They are of En
glish straw and fine chips in various
high steeple-crowned shapes, but the
favorite is the Cavalier.
Small, creamy, and delicate tinted
wood and field flowers; the crocus, cow
slip, buttercup, daisy, small poppies,
velvets, bluets, lilacs, and long-stemmed
and thickly-clustered blossoms, wreathe
the tront or encircle the crown and
ung down behind or on side of the
most fashionable bonnets. iVr. Y. Sun.
A Black Hills Sketch.
you must hang. What have you to say
against it? "
Dick, while old man Lyon was speak
ing, manifested little or no feeling. He
looked in the faces of all and seemed to
expect some interference from the mem
bers of our train. He paused for a mo
ment, when he said:
"I know I shot Pete Lambert, but he
wanted to get the drop on me. I took
his horse, and I may have taken a few
others; but what I done I done when I
was drunk. If I've got to swing, I'll do
it like a man, only give me time to fix
up matters afore I go."
Then the poor fellow sat down, and,
with tears in his eyes, wrote a letter to
his father in bteubenville, Ohio, and one
to his brother in St. Louis, and still an
other to a lady in Coshocton, Ohio.
Then he arose, and, dashing the tears
from his bloodshot eyes, said he was
ready. He gave his rifle and a horse to
Col. Lyon to be sent back to the owner,
fete Tiambert, and, folding his arms,
walked to the tree. For a moment he
hesitated. Life was sweet to him (he
was not thirty). But he was seized and
pushed forward to the tree, and mounted
the horse without hesitation. Then the
tears came gushing from his eyes, while
his arms were bolted down to his sides.
The rope was passed over his neck and
drawn taut. Another moment and the
horse received a blow which sent it gal
loping down the valley, and Dick Bur
nett was struggling between heaven and
earth. It was soon over, the rope was
untied, and he fell to the earth and was
left to the pilgrims to bury. We rolled
him up in his saddle blanket and entered
him in the blood-red soil of " Red
Canon," with a pine board at his head
inscribed: "Richard Burnett, of Steu
benville, Ohio. Died February 26,
1876." Kansas City Times.
FARM AND HOUSEHOLD.
Wrecked on a Eope.
There were four of us seated together
around a cheerful pitch-pine fire upon
the side of a grassy knoll among the foot
hills, about forty miles from Custer.
One of the party was a mountaineer; the
rest were members of a large, well-armed
train of Black timers, then toiling and
working its way through a wilderness of
sage-brush, endeavoring to reach the
trail our party had discovered a few
hours before. We had selected a spot
for a rest where the wind or the sun, or
perhaps both, had cleared away the snow
trom a huge pine knot, almost petrined
by age. The grass, too, was quite lux
uriant and offered an inducement for us
to halt and rest until the train came up.
The fire lighted and the knot in a blaze,
we brought forth our pipes to smoke and
watch the misty curtain rise. 'Twas a
glorious scene on that crisp frosty morn
ing, and the man who died there
that day should have felt proud of his
magnificent death chamber. Nature
seems to have lavished unlimited wealth
of beauty upon the Black Hills, and fate
There is one thing that don't mind
pinching, and that is snult.
To encourage tree-planting in the
several counties of Iowa, the Chicago &
Northwestern Railway, offers a pass to
(Jhicago and back for the farmer and his
wife in each county who during the year
plant and keep living the greatest num
ber of trees.
Admiral Vernon Jackson died re
cently in England, aged eighty-four.
lie was the original ot Marryatt s char
acter of O Brien, in " Peter Simple."
At the last meeting of the Board of
Managers of the American Bible Society
it was reported that the entire receipts
for the year ending March 31 were
$327,198. The whole number of vol
umes issued from the Bible-House, not
including those issued in foreign lands,
was 684,438.
Jennie Marshall, a servant-girl of
Napanee, Canada, took her newly-mar
ried husband home to lingland and in
troduced him to a fortune of $1,000,000
which had been left her by a relative.
She had run away f rbm home some time
before to escape a marriage her friends
tried to force upon her.
An article in the North American
Review sets aside all the romance of
Aztec civilization, repeated by modern
authors and Spanish authors, says Mon
tezuma was only an ordinary Indian
chief, and that all stories of his grand
eur, of his marble halls and refined lux
uries are lies and moonshine.
The Danbury News seems alarmed
by the number of candidates announced
for the Presidency, and utters this time
ly warning: "Look here! we don't ex
pect anybody will be left to vote; but
wouldn't it be well to leave one man
out, so, in case it should become neces
sary to nominate a V ice-lrresident, it can
be done?"
It is not really necessary to have a
lamp burning to break a lamp-chimney.
The chimney will snap if the lamp be
not lighted. The only way to avoid
these accidents is to keep the chimney in
an empty room by itself, securely lock
the door and stand outside day and night
with a drawn sword.
Praise your wife, man! Whom
should you praise, if not her? How de
licious once were words of praise from
your lips! Does she less need the ex
pression of your love now? Words of
affection are as necessary to the perfec
tion of her happiness, to her positive en
joyment, as they ever were.
The American Baptist Missionary
Union has just closed a prosperous fiscal
year, notwithstanding the financial em
barrassments of the times. The receipts
from all sources have been $245,91)7, and
the expenditures $223,190, leaving a bal
ance on hand of $22,820. The deficiency
of 1874-75, which was $52,956, has been
reduced to $30,136.
A German has so far deciphered the
hieroglyphic records sufficiently to prove
that one of the pyramids was built three
thousand and ten years before Christ,
which is one thousand years earlier than
any chronological date previously estab
lished. This fixes the building of the
A Mutual Friend Badly Treated.
Up in Fayette a curious lawsuit is
pending. One Daniel Bittner yearned
for a wife; and a certain widow, living
near Maynard, filled the measure of his
ideal, while her kreutzers charmed his
lean purse. To get across to her divine
presence was the rub. He applied to a
Mrs. Kleiner, at Uelwein, to act as
"mutual friend," and promised her hus
band twenty dollars' worth of the best
shoes they ever wore if she would intro
duce him to the widow. Mrs. tL. was
willing; Mr. B. was willing; and, on
sunny day in April, 1875, the trio met by
chance, and the enamored Teuton was
presented to the widow, and Mrs. K. left
him. Hut he tailed to impress the wid
ow in fact, didn't court worth a cent
The widow was shy and gave no sign of
matrimonial intent. Back to Mrs. K
went Bittner, with complaint that the
widow was othsh, and requested the mu
tual friend to work up the .case; which
she did, laying Bittner's desires before
the widow with earnestness and zeal
The widow took the matter under ad
visement, and suggested that B. should
come and work on her farm, that she
might become better acquainted with
him. This he refused, and the match
was off. To pay her expenses home from
the widow s Mrs. iv. borrowed ot JVlr. is,
twelve dollars, for which she subse
quently gave her note. A few days ago
Mr. B. sued her on the note, and
recovered judgment. Mrs. K. then sued
for services as mutual triend. a. ad
mits the boot-and-shoe contract, but sets
up that it was due only in the event of
his marrying the widow; while the plaint
in proves by her whole lamily that she
was only to introduce him to her. i ne
trial was had, with able counsel on both
sides, when the court took the matter
under advisement, to poise the scales of
judgment. Iowa State Register.
"Here's Papa."
A young single gentleman in Leaven
worth (says the St. Louis Republican)
lately blushed and hung his head
church. He was sitting at his devotions
while the service was in progress, very
meek and mild. A little four-year-old
girl, with a tongue in her head, spyin
him, broke away from her preoccupied
mother, ran down the aisle and sprang
into the young man s arms, exclaiming
"Oh, mamma, here s papa! in so glee
f ul and ringing a voice that the whole
church full of people were startled. The
mother and child were both well know
to many present. It was further known
that the young man had been paying ar
dent attention to the widow. The devo
tional exercises were stopped perforce.
and the congregation indulged in a burst
of laughter, which sounded foreign to
the place. The young man's devotion
was knocked out of him, and he left the
sanctuary in confusion. This sort of a
demonstration cannot fall to bring the
pending matrimonial matters to a speedy
crisis. The little girl evidently knew
her own future father
Beans it's spring, lettuce have peas.
Since the death penalty was abolished
in Wisconsin, the amusements offered to
the public have been "stale, flat and
unprofitable." The high-toned moral
status of some could only , be amused
and satisfied by an entertainment which
could furnish at least a rope and a death.
Hence, when it was announced that W.
D. Linscott would walk across the falls
at Wausau on a single line, there were
men who said they would give twenty-
five cents to see him walk across, but
would give five dollars to see him fall in;
others freely uttered the prediction that
the whole thing was a sell, and when
this stranger had collected a few dollars
he would light out, and no attempt would
be made to perform the perilous feat.
As the hour of the performance drew
near, the people began to gather in vast
numbers, lining the banks of the river
on each side. The rope had been
stretched across the river about midway
between the bridge and the brink of the
falls. The wind, which had begun to
blow in the morning, increased to a gale,
which came in fitful gusts, causing the
rope to vibrate and tremble so much
that Ijinscott s inends were tree to ad
mit that, while they believed in his abil
ity to perform just what he had adver
tised, they did not think it possible in
such a wind-storm, blowing as it was
directly across the frail bridge upon
which he was to cross the rapid. From
the dam above the bridge to the brink
of the falls is a rapid, where the vast
volume of water, swollen by the spring
freshet, rushes forward in long breakers,
foaming and leaping in fantastic shapes,
to the cataract, where it takes the grand
plunge to hurry forward through the
rapids below, bounding into great waves,
whirlpools and eddies until it reaches
the level stream below. We do not be
lieve that more than one man in 10,000
could pass through these falls and come
out alive
As the finger of the dial marked the
hour set for Linscott's journey he stepped
upon the rope, dressed in the style of
acrobats. His balance pole in hand, he
walked forward upon the slender thread,
and in spite of the howling winds around
him and the dark waves below, which
sent up their old crests as if to invite
him to their deadly embrace, walked
steadily forward to a point about 400 feet
from the west shore and 150 from the
east shore, when a gust of wind more
powerful than ever struck the brave man
and threw him off his balance; his pole,
with which he attempted to regain his
balance, came up to nearly a perpendic
ular, when the lower end was caught by
the crest of a giant wave below and
wrenched from his hands. Linscott fell
and was swallowed up by the niad'waves
below, to reappear at the brink of the
falls, over which he plunged. Quickly
emerging amid breakers below the falls,
his stalwart form was seen battling with
the icv waters for his life. By almost
seems to have led Uick Kurnett to the sunerhumnn effort he reached the shore
most beautiful spot in the Hills in which Inear the lower end of Clark's lumber yard,
to die. AVhilc we were calmly smoking and bv the assistance of those who had
Prepare in time for soft maple seed.
It falls in May and it is necessary to
gather it at the right time.
The surest remedy for chapped hands
is to rinse well after washing with soap
and dry them thoroughly by applying
Indian meal or rice powder.
To clean Britannia metal, use finely
powdered whiting, sweet oil and yellow
soap. Mix with spirits of wine to acream.
Rub on with a sponge, wipe off with a soft
cloth and polish with a chamois skin.
Make your own nursery, if it be but
a small one. Gather fruit seeds in their
season, raise your own seedlings, and
then bud or graft at the proper season
with such fruit as you wish to propagate.
A writer recommending planting
trees says: " As you plant, earnestly
study to plant handsome trees in such a
handsome way as to make home the
brightest, dearest place on earth."
The best way to clean the inside of
old iron pots and pans is to fill them
with water in which a few ounces of
washing soda is dissolved, and set them
on the fire. Let the water boil until the
inside of the pot looks clean.
Scorches made by heated flat-irons
can be removed from linen by spreading
over the cloth a paste made of the juice
of two onions, one-fourth ounce white
soap, two ounces fuller's earth and one
half a pint of vinegar. Mix, boil well
and cool before using.
Lemon iHe. The juice and rind of
one lemon grated into one cup of water,
one cupful of loaf sugar, the yelks of two
eggs, three tablespoonf uls flour. Frost
ing Beat the whites of two eggs, add
four tablespoonfuls white sugar, spread
on the pie, and bake lightly in the oven.
English Muffins. Make a sponge
over night as for bread, using nothing
but yeast, flour, a little salt, and tepid
water. In the morning beat it up well
and pour into muffin rings upon the
griddle. The batter should be just stiff
enough to drop (not run) into a spoon.
Mock Cream. Boil a pint and a
half of milk, sweeten and flavor to taste.
Beat three eggs very light; add to them
three heaping teaspoonfuls of flour and
a teaspoonf ul of salt. Stir this into the
boiling milk. Spread this, when cold,
between two layers of the cake as made
for Washington pie, and you have a nice
cream pie.
Gelatine Icing for Cake. One scant
tablespoonful of gelatine dissolved in
two teaspoonfuls of water; mix with
powdered sugar till quite stiff; spread on
the cake andsmoothe with a knife dipped
in hot water. I have tried it and find it
does not crack after becoming dry.
Experiments have been made at
Halle and Leipsic, showing the supe
riority of large-sized seeds for garden
vegetables. Beans and peas were tried
with large and small seed side by side.
The plants from the large seeds were
earlier and grew more rapidly, and there
was about one-tenth in the difference of
the crops in favor of the larger seed.
The large seeds also germinated with
much greater certainty
King Cakes. The following is taken
from a cook-book over 200 years old
" Take a pound of flour, three-quarters
of a pound of butter, half a pound of
sugar, and half a pound of currants well
cleaned; rub your butter well into your
flour, and put in as many yelks of eggs
as will lithe them, then put in your
sugar, currants, and shred in as much
mace as will give them a taste; so make
them up in little round cakes, and but
ter the papers you lay them on."
Home-made Rolls. Place in a wood
en bowl two pounds of flour; make a hol
low in the center; in it place one-half
teaspoonful of salt, one teaspoonful of
sugar, and one and a naif ounces of but
ter; then pour in the hollow a half pint
of boiling water; stir with a wooden
spoon enough flour from the inner edge
of the circle to make a rather thin bat
ter; allow it to-cool to blood heat; then
dissolve two-thirds of a cake of com
pressed yeast in lukewarm water, enough
to make the flour into a dough of the
usual consistency; set it to rise in a
moderately warm place until the morn
ing, when form into rolls in any shape
taste may suggest; allow them to rise
light after making, and bake in a nice
hot oven.
Dandelion Greens. When the leaves
of young dandelions are three or four
inches long cut up the roots just below
their junction with the leaves. This is
the way they are gathered for the New
xork market.
be propagated in three ways by seed,
which is nature's way; by layers or cut
tings, which are artificial methods. The
plan of increase by " layering" is seldom
resorted to; propagation by seed is very
well when seed can be obtained in suffi
cient abundance, but the usual way of
increasing the pyracanth among our
nurserymen is by slips or cuttings. But
it is not important to go into minute de
tails on the methods of propagating
pyracanth. Nearly all those who con
template planting should find some nurs
eryman from whom they can obtain
supplies when they are ready to go to
work.
And now about the preparation of the
ground. This can be put in proper con
dition either by the plow or spade, and
the setting out, to be done neatly and in
the best manner, should have the benefit
of the latter implement. No farmer or
gardener requires to be told how to pre-
Fare ground for any crop, and therefore
would only remark that nowhere more
than here will what is known as " scratch
ing the surface" result disastrously. The
setting out should be performed neatly
in straight lines and in the spring, and
the cultivation for the first and second
seasons should resemble that given to
any important crop, and on no account
ought the weeds to be allowed to become
masters of the situation. Any vacancies
made by deaths should be supplied in
the spring following, and a moderate
heading-back given at the close of the
second year. From this forward careful
trimming will be required every season
at both sides and top, and it should be
conducted in a manner which will cause
the hedge always to be broadest below,
tapering gradually upward until the apex
is reached. If this is neglected the base
will become bare and the hedge, com
paratively speaking, a failure.
And thus in a few years the farmer
can have a live fence, which, with proper
care, will last for a lifetime, in addition
to forming both a shelter and a protec
tion. Now, we would not recommend
that anyone should at the outset attempt
on an 'extensive scale the formation
of hedges. Such an undertaking should
be engaged in gradually but resolutely,
and if it is we are confident that the re
sult will be satisfactory. If you have a
garden, hedge it round about, and that
will be an experimental ground .from
which you can obtain valuable ideas tor
future guidance.
Setting Milk,
To sat how or in what kind of pan to
set milk would perhaps be assuming too
much, but I will say, without hesitation,
that in my opinion the poorest and most
laborious way to set milk is in the six
quart pans so commonly used. In our
dairy we use the ".Empire Btate" pan,
and have never seen any other kind for
which we would be willing to exchange.
Under ordinary circumstances thirty-six
hours is long enough for the milk to
stand before skimming; in cold weather
it may be well to let it remain twelve
hours longer. It is not advisable to let
cream remain on milk too long, exposed
to the air, simply to increase the quan
tity at the expense of the quality of the
butter. There should be considerable
milk skimmed with thick cream for
churning. If you churn very thick, stiff
cream, the butter will have a dull, oily
appearance, while, on the other hand, if
you have considerable milk with it, it
will have a clean, bright look. When
cream is kept from one skimming to an
other add a little salt each time, and it
should be well stirred as often as new is
added. It should not be kept tco long
before churning, never longer than a
week (four or five days is better), at any
rate never after acidity develops itself.
Deep tin pails are preferable for cream,
as they are convenient for tempering it
for churning. "If the cream 1b too cold
it is easily brought to the right tempera
ture by setting the pail in hot water,
stirring continually, until the thermom
eter indicates 60 deg., or if it is too warm
put the pail in ice water, and cool it to
56 or 58 deg., according to the weather.
Mrs. Ellsworth's Prize Essay.
A Bace With an Avalanche.
It was four years ago last winter. I
was coming down with a train loaded
with cattle. The weather had been bad
for weeks, and the snow lay deep, but
was melting off fast in the warm weather
that had lasted nearly a week. The
ground was saturated, and I noticed
that things looked shaky on the mount
ain. I was feeling my way along care-
In dressing them take off f uy. thinking the track might spring,
I 1.A ....... nTat ai ti 1 tillinnTT whfn
around the fire, watching the misty can
opy rise like a leathery veil trom the
valley beneath us; while we silently ad
mired the magnificent background ot
glistening snow and bright green pines,
which in the morning sun appeared more
beautiful than ever before; while we
were thus quietly admiring the beautiful,
blood-red, iron-tinctured valley below us,
now plainly visible beneath the slowly
rising curtain of mist, admiring the
winding creek in Us center, which, with
its broad fringe of orange-colored Kin
nikinic yellow, appeared like a huge
yellow snake in a basin ot blood, a man
rode suddenly upon us.
Each sprang to his feet, rifle in hand.
The stranger turned his horse away in
alarm and rode quickly away. He was
a white man and we could not and had
no reason to halt him. He rode out to
the side of the road and dismounted.
Then he proceeded to arrange and to
write upon some paper, which he placed
in his bosom, and alter some hesitation
led his horse toward our suprised party
and halted about thirty paces distant,
rifle and pistol in hand.
" Hallo there!"
" Hallo yourself!"
" Is this the Custer road?"
" Don't know. I've been lost all night.
Who are you?"
Filgnms from Uheyenne. .Been lost
on Jenny's trail two days."
Then the lonely stranger rode up and
stood restlessly awaiting interrogation.
He said he had left Custer two days be
fore; that he was drunk when he left,
and did not know what he had done or
how he had got lost. He received a lot
of letters from our party, and soon after
ward bade us adieu. He said he was
going to the States, and we bade him
look out for his scalp, and said good-by.
Poor fellow! unfortunate drunk! It cost
him his life. It was late in the after
noon when we met him again. We were
in a dry camp, a camp in which snow
must be melted for water for man and
beast. The boys were busy at work
shoveling snow into camp kettles and
melting it for the horses. Supper was
over, and the guards were out. A shot
awoke the reverberating echoes ot the
hills, and a minute afterward every man
of the fifty -five " pilgrims" was prepared
for duty. A party ot nxgilanters rode in
to camp; they had come upon the guards
suddenly, and had been fired upon.
They were rough-looking men, but all
quite civil. They inquired for a lawyer.
We had one; he came forward. They
asked for a Judge; we had none, so they
elected one. They asked for a preacher,
but found' none. A clerk was found in
the reporter. They had brought back
the strange man of the morning. He
was a prisoner, and seemed to realize
his position. He called the reporter, and
handed him back his mine matter, and
requested him to write a few short let
ters for him. This was done, and he
signed them while court was being held-
the Judge seated on a pile of harness,
the jury on a wagon tongue.
"Dick Burnett!" shouted one of those
strange, cruel men. Dick turned to the
reporter and, handing him his papers
and two or three pictures, said, in a trem
bling, choking voice: "It's all over with
me, I reckon. They all know me, and
it's no use squealing."
He walked over to the wagon, while
two of the party started to a barkless
old cotton-wood tree, where a lariat was
thrown over a projecting limb.
" Dick Barnett," said old Col. Lyon,
"you've been caught in the act of steal
ing horses from, the people of these Hills.
You have also been found guilty of
shooting and wounding, with intent to
kill, Peter Lambert, and with stealing
his horse. This 'ere party of true and
good men have settled this fact, and say
gathered there he soon stood upon dry
land, to wave his hand to the vast con
course of people whose glad cheers pro
claimed him the hero of the hour.
The people of Wausau have had a new
sensation and a new pleasure without
the expense of a kingdom or half a king
dom, and if there is a morbid appetite
which can only be satisfied with a death
we have Mr. Linscott's authority for say
ing we have come as near satisfying you
as we can afford to. Wausau (Wis.)
Pilot.
Sorrow by the "Wayside.
A family from Southern Kansas, con
sisting of a husband, wife and three chil
dren, passed through this city in a cov
ered wagon yesterday afternoon, and th
following sad chapter in their . history
was related by the man. He stated that
they left Kansas on the 1st ot March,
with the intention of joining a number
of families'formerly from Kansas, who
are now living in Brown Uounty. lhey
traveled rapidly and met with no mis
haps until last Saturday morning, when
their little babe, aged about eighteen
months, was suddenly taken ill and died.
The grief of the poor mother on the death
of her child knew no bounds; in tact sne
became temporarily insane, and when
her husband wished to bury the body of
the infant she clutched it wildly in her
arms and fled from him and hid herself
in the woods, where she remained over
night alone with the corpse. It was not
until nearly noon on the following day
that he finally found her. She was so
completely exhausted by that time that
he had little difBculty in taking her back
to the wagon, bhe was induced to take
some nourishment.and soon afterward fell
asleep. While she lay sleeping the little
corpse was placed in a roughly-constructed
box, and the father and chil
dren buried it under a live oak tree by
the roadside. The mother slept several
hours, and awoke with her mind restored.
She assisted her husband to build a fence
around the lone. little grave, and then
with many backward glances the afflicted
family pursued their weary journey.
Waco (lex.) Examiner.
a i i
A singular instance of female pre
cocity in juveniles came before the ar-
rington magistrates in England a few
days ago. A girl, only eleven years old,
was charged with stealing 6s. from the
person of a woman. A bag containing
2 was found in her possession, and
when questioned she admitted that she
had been systematically engaged in pick
ing pockets for three years Proud of
her skill, the child illustrated it in the
presence of the police by emptying the
pocket of a woman without attracting
her attention. The bench ordered the
delinquent to be imprisoned for one
month and detained in a reformatory for
three years.
"And you think, darling, you could
be content to share my humble lot, and
live in a quiet way with love and me?"
queried the blissful lover as he looked
fondly into her translucent blue eyes,
" Whv. ves. precious, you have no idea
how economical I am. Pa gave me
hundred dollars last week to buy a new
silk, and I saved enough out of it to
purchase four pairs of six -buttoned kids!"
The last heard of that young man the
doctor had ordered him to the Black
Hills for his health. Chicago Journal.
all the decayed, imperfect leaves, and
cut the roots close, leaving just enough
to hold the leaves. Then put into a ket
tle with about an equal quantity of
water and boil briskly an hour or more.
When tender, let them drain in a col
ander ten minutes, and serve warm. If
a seasoning is desired, stew one-fourth
the quantity of rhubarb stems in as lit
tle water as possible, chop up " the
cooked greens, and mix with the stewed
rhubarb intimately.
Young chickens are injured often
seriously by being exposed to heavy dews
and rains. Until they are a month or
six weeks old chickens should not be
permitted to range in the wet grass in
the early morning, and they should
never be left out of the shelter of the
coops on a stormy day. Those who
have watched the lives of these tender
creatures have observed the importance
of this advice, and will take care that
the young birds are kept out of the wet
weather. We cannot too often or too
persistently insist that great care should
be taken in this respect, u you wisn to
keep your young chicks free from sick
ness. Dry quarters and good feeding
will insure you fine, healthy chickens.
Dairy Cows.
Very few dairymen have any idea how
greatly the yield of cows may be increased
by better feed and care, we think it
a great folly for men who are making
only one hundred to one hundred and
twenty-five pounds of butter per cow to
try to increase their produce by the in
troduction of Ayrshire or Jersey blood.
selected with
as the bed was wet and sloppy, when,
just as I got around the point of this -ridge,
I looked up, and it seemed to me
that the whole mountain above ine had
broken loose. For hundreds of feet
wide the hillside was in motion and
charging down on me.
The slide started 100 yards above the
track, and was coming right down on
me like lightning. Rocks, trees, and
snow-drifts plunged down the face of
the mountain with a thundering roar, and
seemed bent on overwhelming us and
burying us in the canon thousands of
feet below. I was never so close to
death before, although I have had my
share of perils on the road. -.
For a moment I was stupefied, the
danger was so great and escape so hope
less, but only for a moment. I deter
mined not to die without an effort, but
clapped on all steam, while the brakes
were thrown off at the same time. You
can see for yourself that the grade is
heavy ' here, and can believe that we
made fast . time. The engine seemed
to know her danger, and to gather her
self for an effort, she leaning, quivering,
and snorting down the grade in the
maddest race I ever saw.
Down came the avalanche like light
ning directly upon us, throwing up
clouds of flying snow and splinters and
rocks, and away flew the old engine like
a thing of life and beauty, as she was,
dragging the cars like the wind down
the grade after her, abreast the slide. But
it seemed doomed to be all in vain. The
avalanche came faster every moment.
It was almost upon us. The rocks be
gan to bound against the cars and over
them, and the train was hidden in a
cloud of snow. But we were flying
There is no common herd.
the ordinary skill that every dairyman throuerh the air now: the wheels seemed
should possess: that will not give one never to touch the rails, and lust as i
hundred and fifty pounds of butter and was giving up hope the engine rusned
upward to a cow, if they are properly past that little point of land just back
An agricultural journal advertises a
new washing machine under the head
ing, " Every man his own washerwom
an," and in its culinary department
says that - "potatoes should always be
boiled in cold water."
taken care of. The improved breeds
and their grades are no better, if as
good, as common stock, under neglect
and poor feeding. A correspondent in
an exchange says: x nave maue a
thousand pounds of good butter in a
season from four cows, and not one of
them was registered or had a fashionable
pedigree, or was bought at a price to ex
ceed $50;" and adds: " In my own ex
perience, when I have bought a cow of
stingy feeders, they have nearly doubled
their product, and that, too, without the
aid of warm or steamed food." Such
has been the experience of not a few.
A man once bragged that he had sold us
the poorest cow in his herd. She was
a small and timid heifer, and was mas
tered by nearly every other in an ill-kept
herd that averaged little if any over one
hundred pounds,o the cow. That heifer
now makes over three hundred pounds
a year.' A test of her milk, a few days
ago, gave twenty-five and a half ounces
of butter from a day's product. How
could such a man tell whether he cheats
another when he sells him a cow, or not?
His " strong holt" is in cheating himself.
Vermont Parmer.
The Pyraoanth as a Hedge Plant.
These has arisen of late in agricultur
al circles considerable inquiry concern
ing the pyracanth as a hedge plant.
John Duncan, of Louisville, Ky., fur
nishes the following information: The
pyracanth is a native of Europe, and we
may add further that it is a near relative
of the hawthorn, the two belonging to
the same botanical genus, namely: Vra-
tarqus; the one, the hawthorn, being C.
Oxyceantha; the other, in which we are
more immediately interested, v. 1'yra
eantha. The pyracanth. or, to use a
prettier name by which it is known,
evergreen thorn, under avorable circum
stances, and when planted singly, be
comes a small tree Which, when in bloom
and covered with its white blossoms, is
striking and ornamental. Planted close
ly, when it is meant to become a hedge,
it undergoes a process of stunting and
dwarfing, which are steps in the direc
tion of the end sought. Pyracanth can
there where the little ravine comes
down. This turned the current of the
slide, so to speak, a little, and was our
salvation.
The engine rushed past the point just
as the slide reached the track, and a big
pine uprooted in the- edge of the ava
lanche fell across the next car to the
last one and crushed it. The track was
swept away like a cobweb in a gale, the
coupling of the cars broke, and the cars
fell into the chasm left in the wake of
the slide, and were carried down to the
river a thousand yards below. What
there is left of them lies there yet. The
jerk made the engine and train jump
the track, but she kept on her feet, and
got off with a few bruises. That I account
one of the greatest dangers I ever met
in my twenty years of railroading. San
Francisco cnronicie.
Just as Much as He Knew Before.
At au inquest in Westchester County,
recently, the Coroner asked: " What was
your sister's age?"
" l don t know," replied ine woman.
"It's customary with us to have the
age," said the Coroner. " Was she sixty,
seventy-five, or one hundred years old?"
"She was ten years older than my
husband," said the woman.
"Well, how old is he?"
" Eleven years older than me."
" How old are you?"
"There's four years difference 'twixt
me and my sister."
" How old is your sister?"
" I don't know, but perhaps the woman
in the next house can tell." N. T. Sun.
Two totjso men were discussing
whether or not etiquette demands that a
young lady upon parting at the gate or
door shall ask the young man to call
again. " Certainly it is," urged one.
" Certainly it isn't," said the other. " I
go to see a young lady who knows what
politeness requires and Bhe never asks
me to call agaia."
The Governor of Iowa has appointed
a woman to act as Chaplain of the -Ana
mosa Penitentiary,
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