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N 1 <8 * «g ÂPSSÇ n s® r-i &Ç8 Vi y 5« **4 «S sc Volume x,i Helena, Montana, Thursday, November 15, 1877. No. THE WEEKLY HERALD PUBLISHED EVEKY THURSDAY MOUSING. FISK BROS., - Publishers. TERMS OF SUBSCRIPTION. TERMS FOR THE DAILY HERALD. Subscribers (delivered by carrier) per month, $3 00 O e copy one month......... ................. 3 00 three month* ...... .................. 6 00 O e copy *ix month*......... ................... 12 00 .................. 22 00 TERMS FOR THE WEEKLY HERALD. ....................S6 00 .................... 3 80 Three month*................ ...................2 50 TO AX IXUIAX GOL» COIN. BY DR JOIIM LEYDEN. Slave of the dark and dirty mine ! What vanity has brought thee here ? How can I love to see thee shiue So bright, whom I have bought so dear ? The tent ropes Happing onel hear. For twilight converse, arm in arm; Thajacaal's shriek bursts on mine ear When mirth and mus'c want to cheer. By Cherical's dark wandering streams. Where came tufts shadow all the wild, Sweet visions haunt my waking dreams Of Teviot loved while still a child, Of castled rocks s upendous piled By Ksk or Eden's classic wave, Where loves of youth and friendships smiled, Uucursed by thee, vile yellow slave! Fade, dav-dreams sweet, from memory fade! The perished bliss of youth's tirst prime, That once so bright ou tancy played, Revived no more in alter time. Far from my sacred natal clime, I haste to an untimely grave; The daring thoughts that soare 1 sublime Are sunk to ocean's southern wave. Slave of the mine! thy yellow light Gleams baleful as lice tomb fire drear A gentle vision comes by night My louely widowed heart to cheer; Her eyes are dim with many a tear, That once were guiding stars to mine ; Her fond heart throbs with many a fear! I cannot bear to see tlree shine. For thee, for thee, vile j-ellow slave, 1 left a heart t hat loved me true ! I crossed the tedious ooean-wave, To roam in climes unkind and new. The cold wind of the stranger blew Chill on my withered heart; the grave Dark and untimely, met my view— And all for thee, vile yellow slave ! Ha! com'et thou bow so late to mock A wanderer's banished heart forlorn, Now that bis frame the lightning shock Of sun-rays tipt with death was borne ? From love, troin friendship, country, torn, To memory's fond regrets the prey ; Vile slave, thy yellow dross I scorn ! Go mix thee with thy kindred clay ! MY SWEETHEART. Do you know mv sweetheart, sir ? Site has fled and gone away. I've lost my love; pray tell to me Have you seen her pass to-day ? Dewy bluebells are her eyes; Golden corn her waiving hair; Her cheeks are of the sweet blush-roses; Have you seen this maiden fair ? White lilies are her neck, sir: And her breath the eglantine; Her rosy lip» the red carnations ; Such is she, this maiden mine. 1 he light wind is her laughter; 1 he murmuring brooks her song; Her tears, so full of tender pity, lathe clouds arc borne along. The sunbeams are her smiles; The leaves her footsteps light * To kiss eacli cov flower into life Is my true love's delight. I will tell you who she is. And how all tilings become her. Bend down, that I may whisper: My sweetheart's name is—"Summer." ---- ■ m «« 4«»» ^ -- STRIKES. Strikes are quite proper, only strike right; Strike to some purpose, but not for a fight ; Strike for your manhood, far honor and fame; Strike for your freedom from all that is vile; Strike off companions who often beguile : Strike with the hammer, the sledge and the axe ; Strike off bad habits with burdensome tax; Strike out unaided, depend on no other; Strike without gloves, and your foolishness smother; Strike off the fetters of fashion and pride; Strike when 'tis best, but let Wisdom decide; Strike a good blow while the iron is hot; Strike, keep striking, till you hit the spot. PEOPLE WILE TALK. You may get thr©' tihe world, bnt't will be very slow, It y«o listen to all Chat is said as gon go. You'll be worried and fretted and kept in a stew, For meddlesome tongues will have something lo do— For people will talk. If quiet and mode*t, you'Jl have it presumed. That your humble position is only assumed; You're a wolf in sheep's clothing, or else you're a fool, But don't get excited, keep perfectly cool— For people will talk. If generous and noble, they'll vent out their spleen, You'U hear some loud hints that you're selfish and mean : If upright and honestamd fair as the day, They'll call you a rogue in a sly, sneaking way— For people will talk. And then if you show the least boldness of heart, Or a slight inclination to take your own part, They'll <\aJl you an upstart, conceited and Tain, But keep straight ahead, don't stop to explain— For people will talk. If you dress in the fashion, don't think to escape, For they criticise then in a different shape; Y ou're ahead of your means, or your tailor's unpaid ; But mind your own business, there's naught to be made— For people will talk. Now, the best way to do, is to do as you please, For your mind, it you have one, will then be at ease; ot course you will meet with all sorts of abuse; But don't think to stop them, it ain't any use— For people will talk. -- » «< «W» ►► m - Matrimonial Mena. Those who marry for physical characteris tics or external consideration will fail of hap piness. Marry in your own religion. Never both be angry at once Never taunt with a past mistake. Let a kiss be a prelude ot a rebuke. Never allow a request to be repeated. Let self-abnegation be the habit of both. *'I forgot" is never an acceptable excuse. A good wife is the greatest earthly bless ing. If you must criticise, let it be done love ingly. , . , Make a marriage a matter of moral judg ment. Marry into a family which you have long known. Never make a remark at the expense of the other. Never talk at one another, either alone or in company. Give your wannest sympathies for each other's trials. If one is angry, let the other part the lips only for a kiss. Neglect the whole world beside rather than one another. Never speak loud to one another unless the house is on fire. Let each other strive to yield oftenest to the wishes of the other. Always leave home with loving words, for they may be the last. Marry into different blood and tempera ment from your own. Never deceive, for the heart, once misled, can never trust wholly again. It is the mother who moulds the character and fixes the destiny of the child. Never find fault unless it is perfectly cer tain a fault has been committed. Do not herald the sacrifices you make to each other's tastes, habits or preferences. Let all your mutual accommodations be spontaneous, whole-souled and free as air. The very felicity is in the mutual cultiva tion of usefulness. Consult one another in all that comes with in the experience, observation, or sphere of the other. . A hesitating or grum yielding to the wishes of the other always grates upon a loving h ear t They who marry for traits of mind and heart seldom fail of perennial springs of domestic enjoyment. Never reflect on a past action which was done with a good motive, and with the best judgment at the time. They are the safest wLo marry from the stand-point of sentiment rather than of feel ing, passion or mere love. The beautiful in heart is a million times of more avail, as securing domestic happiness, than the beautiful in person. Things lo Remember. Remember that mirrors should never be hung whe the sun shines directly upon them. They soon look misty, grow rough and granulated, and no longer give back correct picture. Amalgam or union of tin foil with mercury, which is spread on glass to form a looking-glass, is easily ruined by the direct, continued exposure to the solar rays. Remember that lemons can be kept sweet and fresh for months by putting them in a clean, tight cask or jar, and covering with cold water. The water must be chang ed as often as every other day, and the cask kept in a cool place. Remember that tablespoonful of black pepper will prevent gray or buff linens from spotting, if stirred into the first water in which they are washed. It will also prevent the colors running, when washing black or colored cambrics or muslins, and the water is not injured bv it, but just as soft as before, the pepper was put in. Remember that one can have the hands in soap suds with soft soap without injury to the skin if the hands are dipped in vinegar or lemon juice immediately after. The acids destroy the corrosive effects of the alkali, and make the hands soft and white. Indian meal and vinegar or lemon juice used on the hands when roughened by cold or labor, will heal and soften them. Rub the hands in this, then wash off thor oughly and rub in glycerine. Those who suffer from chapped bands In the winter will find this comforting. A Scientific Chapter of Genesis. Norman Macleod once attended a meeting of scientists in which the meteoric theory was discussed. He seems to have been greatly stirred by the assumptions of what is called advanced thought, for he made a speech whose wit charmed if its logic did not con vince. He afterwards wrote to a friend that "perhaps the men of science would do well, in accordance with these last results, to re write the first chapter of Genesis in this way 1. The earth was without form and void. 2. A meteor fell upon the earth. 3. The result was fish, flesh and fowl. 4. From these proceeded the British As sociation. 5. And the British Association pronounced it all tolerably good. Knew Him In a Minute. The other day a lady visited South Hetton, and seeing the churchyard gate open, ven- tured in, and saw the sexton busy cleaning up the walks. She enquired where Mr. Howell was laid, when the sexton kindly informed her. She dropped a tear over the grave, and said she would "sit down beside him, poor fellow." There happened to be a dead thorn in the grass where she sat down, which caused her to jump up again. "Ah, Mr. Howell," she cried, "you have not for- gotten your old tricks yet—just like you, Mr. Howell!" a a : STRANGER THAN FICTION. llow a Woman Diseuised Herself us a Bcusnr, and took her urnndchild lo n Foundling Hospital—A Death bed Story. [From the New York Timet*.] A hearing was had before J udge Donohue iu the Supreme Court Chambers yesterday on the return to the writ of habeas corpus sued out by Joseph S. Rovvu to recover possession of his son, whom, he claimed, his moiher-iu law, Mrs. Isaac J. Oliver, had placed in a foundling hospital. The circumstance ot the case as told by Mr. Rown are very singular. It seems that in September, 1875, he went with his wife to California, but that she re mained there only three months, at the end of which she returned alone to this city, and went to the house of her mother, Mrs. Oliver. While in that house Mrs. Rown gave birth to a male child, but Rown was notified that the child had been stillborn, and that its body had been buried. Shortly afterward Rown re turned to this city, where he has since been living with his wife. He never learned that his first child had been born alive until last Saturday, and then only by a very odd cir cumstance. It seams that Mrs. Oliver's son George had married a Miss Gillen, who be came very sick recently, and was brought to her deathbed. She sent to her mother-in-law, Mrs. Oliver, for assistance, but it was refused her. She then became indignant, and wrote a letter to Rown, stating that his child had been born alive, and had been soon after taken to the foundling hospital in Sixty-ninth street by Mrs. Oliver The latter, according to Mr. Rown's story, went to the hospital or asylum and asked Sister Irene whether she would not take in a newly born child, whose mother was poor and uuable to support it ? Sister Irene wished to see the mother first. This seemed unsuitable to Mrs. Oliver, and so she dressed herself like a beggar-womau, aud in that garb went to the asylum and de posited the child in the basket which hung before the door of the institution. Mrs. Rown, in her weak condition, was unable to make resistance, and was afterwards afraid to tell her husband of what had been done. The young Mrs. Oliver, nee Gillen, has died since telling Rown the story. Rown went and saw Dr. Arnold, who was present at Mrs. Rown's accouchaient, and he stated that the child was born alive. Rown then paid a visit to the foundling asylum and asked Sister Irene about the matter. The worthy Sister wished to know the child's Christian name, in order to identify it, but Mr. Rown was unable to give it. He furnished her, however, with the date when the child was deposited in the basket at the asylum, and by means of this and the clothes which the baby wore is to he identified. Sister Irene is to inform him of the matter on Wednesday next. Mrs. Oliver, when served with the writ of habeas corpus, admitted that she had taken away the child, and said she did not want to support "other people's children.'" She made return yester day that the child is not in her custody. Judge Donohue will render a decision in the case to-day The Pnlne Discussion. [From the Inter-Ocean.] Thereceut tilt between the New York Ob server and the Hon. Robert Iugersoll, adds nothing to our knowledge. It makes but lit tle difference whether Thomas Paine recant ed his almost forgotten opinions and suffered for his errors when he came face to face with the grim monster. The Christianity of the Lible does not stand upon the opinions or ut terances of tuen who, through interest or ed ucation, have ever antagonized its teachings; but, standing upon au eminence of eighteen centuries, it shows an adaptability to man's wants, measures his civilization, and marks every step of his advance to a higher aud purer life Christian newspapers, teachers and public sentiment can more certainly serve the age and benefit the world by addressing them- selves to living issues, rather than to the doubtful opinions of men long since dead As the ages come and go error falls, not to rise, and truth comes uppermost'. The man- tle of Christian charity is broader in this age than any before. There is more disposition to lay aside polemics and dogmas, and en- ter the golden harvest field, ripe under every sun, and, with reâp-hook and song, gather the yield of centuries. - m ««><»>» m --- Remedy /or Burns. Dr. Waters, of Salem, speaking before the Massachusetts Dental Society, stated that bi carbonate of soda, such as is used for cook ing purposes, or any other alkali in neutral form, would afford iDstantaueous cessation of pain from the severest burns and scalds, and would cure such injuries iu a few hours. Deliberately dipping a sponge into boihng water, the doctor squeezed it over his right rist, producing ti severe scald around his arm, some two inches in width. Then, despite the suffering occasioned, he applied the scald ing water to his wrist for fully half a minute. Bicarbonate of soda was at once dusted over the surface, a wet cloth applied, and the pain, the experimenter stated, was almost im mediately deadened. Although the flesh on the rist was literally cooked down to the swet glands, and the wound was of a na ture to be open and painful for a considera ble time, on the day following the single ap plication of the soda the less injured portion was practically healed; only a slight discolor ation of the flesh was perceptible. The se verer wound, in a few days, with no other treatment than a wet cloth kept over it, showed every sign of rapid healing. Thk completion of the St. Paul & Pacific road through to Brainard has reduced the running time between Bismarck and St. Paul to twenty-seven hours. How a Veteran Hotel-Keeper of Indian »polls Kept Even. [From the Indianapolis Herald.] "Steal!" said the old man, in accents of intense scorn. "Steal! Why, you would be ustouished to find how large a proportion of the traveling public are infernal thieves. They steal the bed clothes, pillows, boot jacks, soap, soap-dishes—everything, iu fact, which they can carry off. Everybody steals soap. We expect that, aud don't kick. You d be surprised to hear that--(a noted Indiana politician) makes a practice of pull'ng the soap into his valise every time be pays his bill. He doesn't seem to use much of it him self, but I think he takes it home to his chil dren. The first thing to be done when a fel low comes to the office to pay his bill is to send the porter up to his room to see if any thing is missing. When a fellow comes down with his valise in his hand we are un usually suspicious. The only way to get even with the thieves is to keep a 'thief account.' Whenever anything is missed I charge it up at a fair value, and the next time I catch a thief in the act I make him pay the entire amount or go to jail. One day a nice-look ing fellow came down with a valise in his hand and enquired the amount of his bill. The minute I saw him I knew he had stolen something, so I rang the bell and gave the porter the wink. I puttered about the books while the porter was gone, and I could see he was getting uneasy. He had a notion to bolt, but just then the porter came down, and I saw by his eye that something was missing. I jumped over the counter and grabbed the rascal by the throat. 'Open that valise you d—d thief,' says I. He got very white about the gills, and began to beg. When the valise was opened, sure enough there was a new bed-spread for which I had paid $5. 'Bill,' says I, 'bring me the thief account.' I footed it up, and it amounted to just $56. 'You pay that,' says I, 'or go to jail.' He thought it was d— d hard to have to pay for other men's stealings, but on the whole concluded it was cheaper than to go to the penitentiary. Com pounding felony ? Well, yes it did have that complexion. But maybe it nipped a thief in the bud. The girls are generally honest, though once in a while we catch one of them. One "time there was an infernal tree-peddler stopped with us, aud he had a black satin vest stolen. I paid him $5 for it. He de scribed it very accurately. There was a yel low spot on the collar, where he had dropped some acid on it, and his name in full was written on the leather with which it was bound at the bottom. I suspected the girl Mary. We watched her for a week or two, and concluded we were mistaken, when one day a fellow came in with a black satin vest, and there was a round yellow spot on the collar. It was Mary's sweetheart. I collared him, jerked up his vest and found the name of the tree-peddler on the leather. He owned up that Mary had stolen the vest and given it to him. At that time the thief account was only $7, and so he got off cheap." Iugersoll on Temperance. In a recent letter to an Indiana paper Col. Robert G. Iugersoll says that the only "tem perance speech" he ever made was in what was known as the Munn trial iu Chicago, when he made these few remarks on alcohol : "I believe, gentlemen, alcohol to a certain degree demoralizes those who make it, those who sell it, and those who drink it. I be lieve that from the time it issues from the coiled and poisoned worm of the distillery until it empties into the hell of crime, dis honor and death, it demoralizes everybody that touches it from its source to its ends, do not believe that anybody can contemplate the subject without becoming prejudiced against the liquid crime. All we have to do, gentlemen, is to think of the wrecks upon either bank of this stream of death, of the suicides, of the insanity, ot the poverty, of the ignorance, of the destitution, of the little children tugging at faded dresses of weeping and despairing wives asking for bread, of the millions struggling with imaginary serpents produced by this devilish thing; and when you think of the jails, of the alms-houses, of the asylums, of the prisons, and of scaffolds upon either bank, I do not wonder that every thoughtful man is prejudiced against that damned stuff called alcohol." A strange scene occurred recently at Sierck on the Moselle, France. Herr Schmidt had a dog which he wished to get rid of. Rowing out into the middle of the river, he fastened a stone around the dog's head and threw him into the water. The animal sank at once, but during the struggle the rope slipped off the stone, and he again rose to the surface and tried to get back into the boat. His master, however, continued to push him back, but as the dog persevered he lost his patience, and striking at him with his rmr, lost his tooling and fell into the water himself. He was unable to swim, but the dog seizing him by the coat, succeeded in bringing him to land, after having been re- peatedly washed away by the current. -——^ «-M -IWF M — Every man of sense and refinement ad- mires a woman a9 a woman; and, when she steps out of the character, a thousand things that in their appropriate sphere would be ad- mired, become disgusting and offensive. The appropriate character of a woman demands delicacy of appearance and manners, refine- ment of sentiment, gentleness of speech, modesty in feeling and action, a shrinking from notoriety and public gaze, aversion _ to all that is coarse and rude, and an instinctive abhorrence of all that tends to indelicacy and impurity, either in principle or action. These are the traits which are admired and sought for in a woman. Europe contains 2,773,000 square geo- graphical miles, and in 1829 had 227,700,000 inhabitants. Indian name applied by the Albauy Aryus to Mr. Tweed—Old-man-who-lics-like-house a-fire. A woman iu the suburbs bas named one ot her hens Macduff, so that it may lay ou. — Boston Transcript. "There is nothing that will change à mau so much as great grief, unless it is shaviug off his mustache ."—Danbury Neues. The strike of the New York cigar makers is expected to end in smoke—the leader, a female, having no one terbacber.— Inter Ocean. We said, just as soon as we heard that Dr. Mary Wtilaer had joined the Russian army, that things were going to change.—Rochester Democrat. Camden, New Jersey, has found a man who is lazier than a plumber and a bigger dead-beat than a tramp. He must be twins. —Free Press. The mosquito who clung to us closer than a brother has winged himself away, and memory alone hears his hum, sweet hum. N. I\ Herald. George H. Butler, late of Dead wood, is now the Paris correspondent of Donn Piatt's' Capital. He writes his letters in Washington to save traveling expenses.— Phila. Times. He—clear across the room in a chair. She —sitting pensively on the sofa. He sings: "Thou art so near and yet sofa!" She—in reply: "O, why so chair-y of your love ?" An old hat, so banged and rusted as to have entirely lor its individuality, was found near a stream in New Hampshire and led to tile story that Secretary Evarts had been foully dealt with. How soothing it is for a young man with an empty stomach, knees out, aud both coat tails off, to be told that it is only a question of time when he will be able to ride in his carriage !—Free Press. "In the sentence, 'John strikes William,' " remarked a school teacher yesterday, "what is the object of strikes?" "Higher wages and shorter runs," promptly replied the intel ligent pupil.— Hawkeye. Works of art and science are thrown away on some people. At Washington we have the finest telescope in the world, but there is not a woman living who would not sooner peep through a key-hole.— Capital. A competent authority says you must al ways lie w'ith your feet to the equator. We have known several excellent liars who have shortened their lives many years by neglect ing to observe this rule .—Boston Post. There are moments of despondency in every life; moments when Shakespeare thought himself no poet; Raphael no painter; when the greatest wits have doubted their happiest efforts.— Ex. In response the Wash ington Union softly whispers : We had hoped to carry this secret to the grave with us, but now that it is out we must say we didn't au thorize its publication. Scene in a seaside restaurant : Two gen tlemen had dined and were looking at the bill. There was a mistake in it. In lieu of two bottles of champagne which had been con sumed, the waiter had charged for only one. "Shall we point out the thing?" says oncv probably the more scrupulous. "Well," re plied the other, after a moment of doubt, "we had better not ; the waiter would be sure to be scolded, poor fellow. The following schoolboy's essay on "Time" has beeD delighting the British ex aminers' at Woolwich: "The value of time is useful for getting their living. It is most useful. There is not a minute to loose. It was invented by Alfred the Great, who made a very long candle. Time is used for the purpose of telling people the time. Many men make their living by making time. Some make their livelihood by making watches clocks. Time passes very quickly for man or boy. Man for his labors and boy for his work. There is a time for all things, especially for grown-up people." Tiiad. Stevens had a way of squelching an antagonist in debate that was wholly irre sistible.Once, during the war, Roscoe Conk ling, then a Representative in the House from the Utica (N. Y.) district, was making an earnest appeal in favor of a hat contrac tor who had asked Congress for relief of some kind, and he had just reached the end of one of his most eloquent sentences, in which he had spoken of the Star of Bethle hem, at which point Mr. Stevens begged per mission to interrupt him. Mr. Conkling very graciously yielded, when Mr. Stevens said : "Mr. Speaker, I don't know anything about the Star of Bethlehem, but I do know that the fellow stole the hats." And that killed Mr. Conkling's bill. ^ A Cincinnati man has drawn the specifi- cations of a cannon that will shoot round a mountain, and intends to apply for a patent. He took the idea from the line of curvature produced by the rotary motion of a base ball, and also from the similar curve that a billiard ball can be made lo make by a dexterous twist of the cue. He specifies the cannon and the ball that will make the complete circuit of a mountain a mile through at its base, aDd destroy everything in its path. The inven- tion has not yet been tested, and he doubts whether anybody can be found brave enough to try his boomerang blunderbus. If it works, it will not be safe for the gunners, and there- fore he feel9 pretty safe in announcing the invention as a perfect success. The greater the belief in it the more difficult it will be to find operators, and the safer he is. - ^ I !■! - —The lady who took the prize for beauty at the late Nevada State fair is said to be 70 years old. She is the keeper of a large board ing house in Reno, and all her boarders, with one exception, voted for her. The exception now sleeps under the car depot, and begs for cold biscuits from door to door. Serves him right.