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THE SMOKY HILL AND REPUBLICAN UNION.
"WE JOIN OURSELVES TO NO PARTY THAT DOES NOT CARRY THE FLAG, AND KEEP STEP TO THE MUSIC OF THE UNION." Volume II. JUNCTION CITY, KJSTS-AS, STTJKDA.Y, DECEMBER 27, 86& Number 9. Smahg pll anb $epn&'n Sraim, PUBLISHED EVEKY SATURDAY MORNING BT Wil. S. BLAKELY, - - - GEO. W. MARTIN, -A.t Junction City, Kansas. OFFICE IN BRICK BUILDING. CORNER OF SEVENTH fc WASHINGTON St'b. TXEU3 OF SUBSCRIPTION One copy, one year, Ten copies, one year, $2.00 15.00 Pnrmsnt rfmir1 in all oao: Sn nAvmnna. All papers discontinued at the expiration of the time for which payment is received. TERMS OF ADVXBTISIXO: One square, first insertion, - - $1.00 Each subsequent insertion, 50 Ten lines or less being a square. Yearly advertisements inserted on liberal terms. jobvtxrk: done -with dispatch, and in the latest style of the art. O" Payment required for all Job Work on delivery. A BTORY FOR THE TIMES. The following interesting and thrilling sketch is from a story by Mrs. F. D. Gage, published in the Ohio Farmer. The au thoress introduces us to Mrs. Wilson and her six children, the oldest not yet nine years of age. It is Monday morning, and f he was going to her accustomed work for Mrs. Wade. Her little ones were very sad, and wished it was always Sunday, for then father would be away, and would not scold and whip them, and mother would not be at work, but would be at home to love them, and pray and sing, and tell them good stories. She tried to comfort them by say ing: " If it were always Sunday, I should get no work, and you would have no bread and water, even for little Willie. But come, cheer up, father will not como to-day, I guess." And her voice choked with anguish, for she knew well the why. He had taken the last quarter from her pocket and gone forth to his daily haunts ; and a quarter, aye, and that quarter earned by the delicate hands of his wife, would suffice to brutalize him all day; and he would not return to abuse the helpless ones at home. And the pale mother stooped and kissed each one of her six precious ones, and, throwing a faded blanket shawl about her nbouldcis, she hurried into the street. "What makes you cry?" said the sil very voice of little Hulen Wade, as she stood by the wash-tub, dipping up the snowy foam with her dimpled little hands " What makes you cry ? Is your baby 2read ? Mamma cried when our baby was dead, and they put him in the ground. I your baby dead ?'' "No, love; but when I como here to wash your pretty slips, ho cries for me, and then, sometimes, I cry too." " Have you got any little girls ?" " Yes, three little girls." f And three little boys ?" "Yes, three little boys." " Have your little girls got any dolls ?" "No." " Why don't you buy them some ?" " Helen," said Mrs. Wade, who was standing near, wnshing some laces and rich embroidery in a China-bowl, " Holen, you talk too much. Mrs. Wilson don't want to answer you so many questions." Little Helen watched for a moment the great crystal drops as they fell into the suds beneath her new bonnet, and then, as if half fiightened, half grieved, she uttered a loud cry of distress, and flew weeping to her mother, " Ob, do n't let Mrs. Wilson cry so S" sho exclaimed, as she hid her face in the folds of her mother's dress. Mrs. Wade turned, and for the first time discov ered that Mrs. Wilson was in distress, and questioning her in a kindly tone, she drew from her the oft repeated tale of sorrow and wrong of a good, kind husband, tempted from home and duty of the passing away of fortune and of confidence of the gradual comin" on of poverty of sickness, suffer ing, toil, despair. " But why," asked Mrs. Wade, " have you never told me all this before ? I never dreamed of your sorrows." " Ah, lady," sho replied, every heart has its own sorrows. I have made out to get along, for what I earned he was still too noble to take from me, but this morning he stole from my pocket my last shilling, and my children will not get their dinner till my work is done to-day. Do you wonder that my tears fall. O ! it is terrible ! ter rible, to be the wife of a drunkard ! And yet," said she, drawing herself up nobly, and speaking with a proud, firm tone, the tone and look of other and better days, "he might yet be sorry. O ! he's good, so kind, so generous, when he can be kept from temptation ! O, Mrs. Wade, if you, and those like you, who have wealth, education and influence, would but give your hands to work and struggle for the Maine Law, how many thousands of your sisters whose weary feet are like mine, stumming iueir way through the dark slough of despondency, would lift their hands and hearts to bless you for evermore ! O ! can yon not, will you not try to help ns V "I will' said Mrs. Wade; and with a heart too full to trust herself to .speak fur ther, she left the kitchen, and, after order ing a dinner for the washer woman's chil dren, she tied on her bonnet, and set forth on her errand of mercy and love to get signers to a petition, to be-sent to the Ohio Legislature, for a law similar to the Maine Law. On, on, she sped, stimulated, aided and forced on by the thought : " My hus band, so kind, so gentle, so loving and true, is now being tempted. Already he is pleading, a little does not hurt anybody; and who knows but he too may fall. O God I help me to do this work, to remove the tempter from his path." On she passed, pressing her paper; and her woman's heart leaped with a prayer for the success of the movement. And when Mrs Wade returned home, at four o'clock, she had one hundred and fifty names upon her paper. How proudly beat her heart ! True, her muslins were still untouched; her daily calls unmade ; but a new era of life had dawned upon her; a new spirit had entered her breast, and nestled there, warm and quiet, speaking peace. In the meantime, Mrs. Wilson had fin ished her work received her pay and with many little comforts and a lighter heart, returned to her children.. Her husband had been away all day, and the little ones were happy and cheerful, over the receipt of their good dinner, which no one could account for, only that a boy came and brought it, and told them it was for them. Charles Wade came home that evening, and offered his wife two hundred dollars, to get up a New Year's pnrty, Haying, "it will cost that if we have wines, and of course we must." She made no reply. A great struggle was going on in her heart 1 1 1 1 3 whether as a fashionable lady she should have a fjreat party, and outshine as she would her fashionable acquaintainces, or engage at once in the work of love, tho commencement of which had that day given ber so much joy. Her husband broke in upon the reverie: " What are you thinking about, Eveleen? Why don't you answer me? Ain't two hundred enough ! If it ain't, by George, I'll go three ! Como, what do you say ?" His words, his tone, his manner, told the talo ; and Eveleen Wade hesitated no lon ger. She told him of Mrs. Wilson, of a lifo of ease, of affluence, of utter destitu tion and woe, and of the resolve so suddenly awakened in her own heart, to give her aid to the cause of temperance. " O," said she, " if I could redeem Frank Wilson, and save that beautiful woman and her children from such sorrow and suffering, it would do more good than ten such parties as we de sign giving. "Jtrank vilson, exclaimed Mr. Wade, springing to his feet with impetuosity, " where did you say they came from ?" " From Connecticut." " A lawver, did you say ?" " Used to be." " Where was he educated ?" At Harvard." "It's him, by George ! taint nobody else. My old college chum. We both graduated the same day. He went to , and 1 came out West. One year after, ho wrote me that he married the belle of the city, and an heiress to boot. For six years we kept up our correspondence, and then he began to writo less frequently, told of losses, hinted at troubles, and finally ceased wri ting altogether, and I lost sight of him. And Frauk Wilson is a drunkard !" Mr. Wade paused, and covering his eyes with his hands, as if to shut out a painful vision he remained silent for a few mo ments, but evidently deeply agitated. At last he grasped tho hand of his wife convulsively, and said in a deep, solemn tone, "Eveleen I made that man a drunk ard at college ; one whole year it took me to tempt him to sin, to raise the first glass to his lips, and now ho is lost to himself and to humanity, and his beautiful, noble wife is our washer woman ! 0, Eveleen, Eveleen! I cursed him, and if there is any thing left of him I will bless him yet. But what shall we do ? I will go to-night." "No, not to-night. Mrs. Wilson said he would not be sober enough to get home to-night, and would roost likely return sober in the morning. She says she has been to all the groggeries about them, and plead with them not to let him have liquor. Some are polite, and tell her blandly it is their way of making a living, and that they aro not responsible ; others curse her for a meddler while some push her out of their filthy dens, and shut the door upon her." " O !" it is fearful, terrible, that women and children should thus be made the vic tims of man's brutality and beastly appe tites ; that when she goes to men for relief, she should be thus abused ; and even when she appeals to the higher authorities, the law-givers of the land, to abate the cause of her sorrows, that sue muse oe met witn heartless sneers and cold indifference ! Is it not adding insult to injury to give man the power ot Decommg aepravea, ana men to spurn us, their victims, as beneath their care, when we pray for help ? "Now. with your consent, instead of our New Year's party, we will strive to make the Wilson's comfortable ana pernaps, others; Next, I will devote my spare time in getting signers to a petition, and then I will go to Columbus, and give my mite of influence in the great cause which is bow so thoroughly moving the hearts of the people to reform this fearful evil, tkis cry ing sin of the land. What do you say f " I say God bless you, Eveleen," and he folded her to his heart, and, lowering his voice to a whisper as he pressed his lip to her cheek, " you may save me, too Next morning Charles Wade, with his lady, sought out his old friend Wilson, ana together they signed the pledge. One whole family was raised from the deep degradation and woe a drunken husband and father is sure to bring upon them; and another family was saved from plung ing into the same ruin. Eveleen Wade spent the week before Christmas in a higher duty than preparing, as she was wont, for the hollidays. Her petition grew larger each day, and loftier hope entered her soul, and she no longer folded her hands despairingly by asking, "What can women do?" bnt she clasped them with grateful earnestness and thanks giving, that she had even at this last hour of life, learned that women could do so much. She was astonished to see how the fire, kindled on the altar of her own spirit, com municated itself to others. How ready tbey are to burn and glow, to warm and cheer, now that the match was applied to the long dry fagots of human sympathy and human love ! How fast she grew ! Life to ber had become, in one week, glorious and beautiful in doing good. A friend said to her, " What is the use ? We can effect nothing; the Legislature will spurn, or if they do not, the people will trample on the law." " All that may be true for a time," was the reply. " The law-makers of this year may spurn ; but the next year a new set of men are to be called. If you and I, and every woman that feels impressed with the necessity of abating this terrible evil, speak out boldly our thoughts not only speak them, but show to our neighbors, by exter nal effect, that we arc sincere, that we are willing to bear some sacrifice for truth and right will they not bo affected by us ; and learn to go with us, and when another battle is to be fought, will not the agitation and excitement induce the people to come forth in their strength for or against 7 and thus, though the friends of temperance fail this year or next, and again and again, still we shall ultimately triumph ; for so sure as the God of loyc reignetb, the right must prevail." Thus argued, thus plead Eveleen Wade, the beautiful, fashionable, fascinating Eve leen Wade; and mind after mind yielded to their influence, and gave earnest helping hands to her labors. Not only had she abandoned her New Year's party, but scores who were to have been her guests entered into her plans, and they in turn induced others; and when the Christmas morning was ushered upon the city by the merry shout and loud icjoieings of those who knew no want or care, thou sands of hearts, that one week before were coldly throbbing with almost despair, rrere beating high with renewed hope and were enjoying substantial comfort for the day and time, thiough the iufluence of one fashionable woman who had resolution enough to live out the promptings of her better nature. And were none made happy but the recipients of these favors 7 None, do you ask ? Not one who entered into this great work, but realized in heartfelt satisfaction that great truth " It is better jo give than to receive," and doubly more blessed to give than to waste. GOING "PEBMISKUS." During the time when Kirby Smith was supposed to be beleaguering Cincinnati, the colored population were in a condition of agitation not second in demonstrativencss to that prevailing among the white folks. An incident took place at one of their " war meetings " which should be recorded. The able bodied colored men were discussing the propriety of tendering their services to the Government as volunteers for the war. The prevailing impression had been that they ought to do it, and their patriotic emotions were at high African temperature. But before the vote was taken, a tall and very black fellow produced a sudden revulsion of feeling by delivering himself as follows : " I'm in favor of goio and go in a min it if we go permiskus with white men. I'll tell you why I'm for goiu' permiskus. If we go permiskus we'll have fair play. But let ,em git a rig'ment all of niggers, and dey put 'em in the fore front of battle, and bofe sides kill every one of 'em. I say so, sab,'( rolling his eyes around the audience, "andlaint gcin' that way, sab, I ain't goin' a step 'less I go permiskus. No, sab." And the able and eloquent Ethopi an subsided, and a solemn sensational pause followed. The eyes of the assembled dar keys snapped white and wild at the idea that to go in any other way than " per miskus" was certain death. And as they thnntrht the chances of " goin' permiskus " were not brilliant, the meeting adjourned WltOOUl ISKlUg tnuu. . m Save Rags, Paper Scraps, &c. Peo ple should save their rags, scraps of paper, etc.. as thev are all of value now. and can be sold to advantage. If persons through out the country were careful in this respect, the price of printing paper would in a measure be kept down. Boys can make their holliday money by attention to this tatter. Old account books, by taking off the covers envelopes, Ac, can be sold. This is am important matter. m m i HBf There are four hundred and eleven Postmistresses in the Uiited 8tates. REPORT OF THE SECRETARY OF THE NAVY. The report of the Secretary of the Navy is very lengthy, and would fill a volume equal to an ordinary duodecimo of 300 pages. We can only give a short synopsis of its contents: Mr. Welles writes a complete history of the war, in so far as the navy has participa ted in its operations. He describes every engagement that has taken place, from the grand fights before Island Ten, Hilton Head, Memphis, New Orleans, Roanoke Island, and the contest between the Merri mac and Monitor, down to the roost simple reconnoissance of a single gunboat into creek or inlet, These descriptions are drawn in the minutest details, such as the very second by nautical time of opening fire, the exact period of action, and the mo ment nt which the rebel ensign came down and the National Flag went np. The material portion of the Secretary's report is bis account of the growth and present strength of the navy, and the effect iveness of it in enforcing the blockade and keeping the ocean clear of privateers. When Mr. Welles assumed charge of the Navy department in March, 1861, there were but 42 vessels then in commission, and most of them abroad. There were only 7,600 seamen then in the pay of the Government, and on the 10th of March only 207 in all the ports and receiving ships on the Atlantic coast, to man out ships and protect our navy yards and de pots, and aid in suppressing the rising insurrection. At the present time, by pur chase and by construction, the government has afloat, or approaching to completion, a naval force of 427 vessels, and carrying 3,269 guns. So sudden and so vast a naval armament has not been witnessed in mod ern times. Of the 427 vessels in service, 104 only are sailing vessels, 323 are steam vessels : and 123 of- these latter havo been added by construction. This speaks more than almost any other lact ot the great energy and prodigious achievements of the Navy Department. These new vessels of war are of no mean capacity and calibre, as the following description of them will show: PRESENT NAVAL FORCE. TJeicription. Number. Gont. Old Navy 74 1,591 Purchased vessels ISO 68 Transferred from the War and Trcasurv Departments. 50 230 New vessels completed and under construction. IZJ oo Total 427 Increase since last reported 1C3 IRON CLAD NAVY. 3,268 711 Seaboard. Armored wooden vessels Armored iron vessels Wnttern Rivers. 8 20 Armored wooden vessels Armored wd'n vessels, trans ferred from War Den't 10 12 122 32 Armored iron vessels Total 54 261 230 79 2 24 13 NAVY OS WESTEON WATERS. Armored vessels 26 Wooden gunboats 18 Transports and ordnance Bt'mre 10 Rams 5 Armed tues 13 Total 72 379 Mr. Welles points to the work of his immense improvised navy, and claims prac tical success in its blockading service the most prodigious ever undertaken by any government. The high price of cotton in our own and foreign countries, and the ex orbiaut price in the South of all articles of foreign manufacture, is conclusive proof of the efficiency of the blockade. Mr. Welles thinks all the Southern ports will be in our possession at an early day, when, he sug gests, a part of the blockading squadron may be spared to chase rebel pirates from the high seas. The Secretary speaks with evident dis gust of the action of England, in permitting the rebel privateer, the Alabama, to leave her ports to harrass American commerce, and suggests that the British government might justly be called on to make up to American shippers and shipowners the losses inflicted on them by the Alabama. With regard to the future of American (Southern) commerce, the Secretary sug gests that when all the Southern coasts and ports are safely in our possession, the block ade should be dissolved and the ports opened to general commerce, under such limitations, conditions and restrictions as would be clearly within the province of the govern ment to impose, and without offense to the laws of nations. This is an important suggestion, and probably foreshadows the Administration policy, The minor suggestions of the report, as to dock Yards, naval schools, hospitals, etc., will be found in the body of the document itself by all interested in their consideration. On the whole, the exposition of Secretary Welles, will generally be regarded as satis factory. m m m EW A French paper says that at Thou- rette, in the department of the Ain, the cure, who is now nearly eighty years of age, has always insisted, for the last thirty years, that the parents of every child he baptised should plant a fruit tree of some kind or other. The result is that this commune, which was formerly very unproductive, now presents the' appearance of an immense orchard. -! 19 The New York sabscriptiona ia aid of the Enclish operatives reaches 840,000 I iteladisg 110,000 from A. T, Stewart. GENERAL M'CLELLAN. General McClellan has secured for him self a place in history. But it will be by his accidental association with great events, rather than by any important influence he has had in producing them. He is a man of large perceptive and moderate reflective intellective intellect. He is without genius or even moderate intuitions. He digs out his conclusions as laboriously as ore is dug from mines. He received a thorough mil itary education. And whatever could be accomplished by studiousness and untiring industry no man could better accomplish than he. But he sees nothing and knows nothing till it is reduced to the level of bis practical reason. Especially, he lacked sense and intuition of human forces. The wise use of physical matter makes an en gineer. McClellan is only an engineer. But such a man was competent to great results bad right disposition and sagacious political faith come to his help. But he was possessed by an imperative caution that worked sometimes on irresolution and some times towards obstinacy, but never towards daring enterprise. His anxiety to be fully prepared was morbid. He was never yet ready. There was always something yet to be done before he deemed it wise to venture. He heaped up preparations. He had never enough men ; never enough arms, or clothing, or munitions. The whole East drained toward bis camp. And when, more than any gen eral that ever commanded on this continent, he had at his command every resource of the nation, he was still unready. At length, when patience was worn out, and the President, the Cabinet, and the whole country clamored for activity, he felt the possible dangers before him, even more than all the pressure of the Government and the country behind him, and demanded more men and more means, complaining that he Was hampered and thwarted ! A log of wood lying upon the spr.ng grass is mightier, by its dead pressure against the hidden roots, than all the laws of growth ! And so a respectable engineer, but inert general, lay upon the army like a spell of death, or of motionless enchantment. Tho same fate that gave to the army a Mc Clellan on the east of the Allegbanics, raised up a Buoll on the west. It is diffi cult to say which excelled in practical stupidity, Buell or McClellan. Whichever figure one contemplates, it seems impossible that another should excel him in laborious uselessncss. Both were insatiable in de; mands, and both wasted immense resources without any important advantage. If there is anything yet to be exhibited of military insufficiency, some new men may be imag ined, created expressly for it ; for every conceivable part of insatiable demand and miserly retention of force and means has been exhausted by the great Oriental 17s Inertia and the Occidental Vis Inertia. m m m A KNOTTY TEXT. There was once an itinerant preacher in " West Tennessee," who, possessing consid erable natural eloquence, had gradually become possessed of the idea that he was also an extraordinary biblical scholar. Ua dcr this delusion, he would frequently at the close of his sermons, ask any member of his congregation who might have n "knotty text" to unravel, to speak it, and he would explain it at once, however much it mierht havo troubled " les3 distinguished divines." On one occasion, in a large au dience, he was particularly pressing for some one to propound a text, but no one presuming to do so, he was about to sit down without an opportunity of showing " his learning," when a chap "back by the door " announced that he had a Biblical matter of great u concern," which he de sired to be enliehtened upon. The preacher quite animated, professed his willingness and ability, and the congregation was in preat excitement. 4C What I want to know," said the outsider, " is, whether Job's tur key was a hen or a gobbler; lhe " ex pounder" looked confused, and the congre gation tittered, as the questioner capped the climax by exclaiming, in a loud voice, " I fotched him down on the first question !" From that time forward the custom of ask ing for " difficult passages" was abandoned. m m m WHISTLING. We believe in whistling we love to do it and to hear it. The boy or man at the plow who whistles indicates that he is con tented, and he will plow more tban your silent, grura one, who has no music in his soul or on his lips. The Albany Times is right when it says : " Tho man who don't relieve in whistling should go ono step further, and put a muzzle on the bobolink and mocking bird. Whistling is a great institution. It oils the wheels of care, and supplies the place of sunshine. A man that whistles has a good heart under his shirt front. Such a man not only worfcs more willingly than other men, but he works more constantly. A whistling cob bler will earn as much money again as a cord digester. Mean and avaricious men never whistle. The man who attacks whist ling throws a stone at the head of hilarity, and would, if he could, rob June of its meadow larks. Such a man should be looked to." IA-u Husband, if an honest man is God's noblest work, what is an honest woman V t His rarest, dear." WASTE OF CITIES. Paris throws five millions a year into tho sea. And this without metaphor. How, and in what manner ? day and night: With what thought 7 without thinking of it. With what object? without any object; For what return ? for nothing. By means of what organ ? by means of its intestines. What is its intestines 7 its sewer. Five millions is the most moderate of the. approximate figures which the estimates of special science give. Science, after long experiment, flow knows that the most fertilizing and tho' most effective of manures is that of man. The Chinese, we must say to our shame, knew it before us. No Chinese peasant, Eckeberg tells us, goes to the city, without carrying back, at the two ends of his bam boo, two buckets full of what we call filth. Thanks to human fertilization, the earth in China is still as young as in the days of Abraham. Chinese wheat yields a hun dred and twenty fold. There is no gnano comparable in fertility with the detritus of a capital. A great city is the most power ful of stercorarie3. To employ the city to enrich the plain would be a sure success. If our gold is filth, on the other hand our filth is gold. What is done with rhiafilth, gold ? It is swept into the abyss. We fit our convoy3 of ships, at great expense, to gather up at the South pole the droppings of petrels and penguins, and the incalculable element of wealth which wo have under our own hand, wc send to tho sea. All the human and animal manure which -the world looses, restored to tho land instead of being thrown into the sea, would suffice to nourish the world. These heaps of garbage at the corners of stone blocks, these tumbrils of mire jolting through the streets at night, these horrid scavengers' carts; these fetid streams of subterranean slime which the pavement hides from you, do you l;now what all this is ? It is the flowering meadow, it is the green grass, marjoram and thyme and sage, it is game, it is cattle, it is the satisfied low of huge oxen at evening, it is perfumed hay, it is golden corn, it is bread onour table, it is warm blood in your veins, it is health, it is joy, it is life. Thus wills that mysterious creation which is transforming and transfiguration in heaven. Put that into the great crucible; your abundance shall spring from it. The nu trition of the plains makes the nourishment of men. You have tho power to throw away this wealth, and to think me ridiculous into tho bargain. That will cap the climax of your ignorance. Statistics show that France, alonoj makes a liquidation of a hundred millions every year into the Atlantic from the mouths of her rivers. Mark this : with that hundred millions you might pay a quarter of tho expenses of the government. Tho clever ness of man is such that he prefers to throw this hundred millions into the gutter. It is the very substance of the people which is carried away here, drop by drop, there in floods, by the wretched vomiting of our sewers into the rivers, and the gigantic col lection of our rivers into the ocean. Each hiccough of sur cloaca costs us a thousand francs. From this two results; the land impoverished and the water infected. Hun ger rising from the furrow, and disease rising from the river. It is notorious for instance, that at this hour the Thames is poisoning London. Victor Huge. MAKING A NEEDLE. Needles are made of steel wire. Tho wire first cut by shears from coils, into tho length of the needle to bo made. After a batch of suh bits of wire havo been cut off, they are placed in a hot furnace, and then taken out and rolled backward and forward till they are straight. They are now to be ground. The needle-pointer then takes up two dozen or so of the wires and rolls them between his thumb and fingers, with their ends on the grindstone, first ode end and then the other. Next is a machine which flattens and gutters the heads of ten thousand needles in an hour. Next comes the punching of the eyes, by a boy, so fast that the eye can hardly keep pace with him. The splitting follows, which is running a fine wire through a dozen, perhaps, of these twin needles, A woman, with a little an vil before her, files between the heads and separates them. Tbey are now complete needles, but they are rough and rusty, and easily bent, The hardening comes next. They are heated in batches in a furnace, and when red hot thrown into a pan of cold water. Next tbey must be tempered, and this is done by rolling them backward and forward on a hot metal plate. The polishing still re mains to be done. On a very coarse cloth needles are spread to the number of forty or fifty thousand. Eajpry dust is strewed over them, oil is sprinkled and soft soap daubed over; the cloth is rolled hard up, and with several others of the same kind is thrown into a sort of wash-pot to roll to and fro twelve hours or more. Tbev como out dirty enough, but, after a rinsing in clean hot water, and tossing in sawdust, they become bright, and are ready to be sorted and put up for sale. m star Jack Frost is as fond of pinching the boys as though he were a school girl.