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Helena, Montana, Thursday, November 29, 1877. No. THE WEEKLY HERALD PUBLISHED EVBUY THURSDAY MORNING. FISK BROS., - Publishers. TERMS OF SUBSCRIPTION. terms for THE DAIlY herald. rity Subscribers (delivered by carrier) per month, S3 00 BY MAIL. O ie ropy one month.......................... 3 00 Uuci upy three mouths ........................ ® D ie copy six months........................... 00 one copy one year.............................. w terms for the weekly herald. One yew .........................*..............•* B0 Three months................................... 1 w Written for the Herald. EINES suggested by Rending a Poem Entitled "Eddy-torlal." To be fntng to the tune of " The Low Ixinds, Low ." I kDew a worthy fisherman as well as I could wish ; Although much famed for fishing he was never famed for fish. Whilom he fished in Prickly Pear and other streams about, You should see him as I've seen on the qui vive for tro ut * . As he fished among the willows, willows low— As he fished among the willows, oh! h-h-h! ! Ilis face was mild as days in June, likewise his smile was bland, As he wandered through the willows with his fish-pole in his hand: And should lie ever catch that trout, (he never will, I fear,) That bland smile on his smiling phiz will glide from ear to ear. As he fishes, etc. Fishing is not his only forte, although to him 'tis dear lie's open to ye softer flame, but poesy is his sphere; He loves to play upon a word, and one close to him says He writes his sweet effusions by the 'Might of other days." And he fishes, etc. A pity 'tis he lives alone in this bad world of strife; Some one should whisper in his ear to fish himself a wife, To mend his "holey hose" and "sich his talents are so rare, He should not waste his sweetness on Montana's desert air. A fishing 'mong the willows, etc. Advice is cheap, but if he must inflict ou us his lays,— Flood the country with his soncets on "the light of other days"— We hope he'll print a little book with binding neat and trim.— After Byron is forgotten then we'll read and think of him. As we fish among the willows, willows low,— As we fish among the willows, oh-h-h-h-hh ! ! ! ! ^ J. C. A MISUNDERSTANDING. A hungry owl on a belfry tower Sat blinking grave at the rising sun ; "It's a shame, 1 ' he said, "at this early hour For the suu to get up, and nothing done— Waiching all night, And ueyer a b te." A Thomas cat on that break of day, Hungry as ever a cat could be, Prowling around in a gingerly way, Came to tiu foot of that tall bellfrec Prowling all night, But never a bite. "What's that up there on the top of the house ? It looks like a bird," said the Thomas cat. "Something below moves like a mouse," Said the owl. "It's breakfast ; hurrah for that ; Waiting all night. But at last a bite." "I'll go tor that bird," said the Tom cat soft ; "Pin after that mouse," said the owl, "down there.'' The owl went down and the cat aloft, And they met half way on the belfry stair waiting all night, Now surely a Bite. As both were blind in thaï morning sun, Neither the other could plainly see; "Pat, |>at," hissed the cat. "Kihoot." said the owl, As they clawed for each other quite savagelee, And with all their might Tried each other to bite. Frantic and fierce was the conflict, too, Fearful the scratches and hoots of pain, 'Till the owl to a lofty beam suddenly flew, Leaving the Tom cat scratching in vain— A terrible fight. But both got a bite. "This seems," said the owl, "some horrid mistake;" — .,°4 'Misunderstand," said the cat, with a frown ; Lei s both an apology formally make," Then the owl he went up, ana the cat went down— Lach got a bite, But the kind wasn't right. The Elko Post describes different styles of walziug in vogue in Nevada : If she is from Carlin, she throws her hair back, jumps up and cracks her heels together, carries off her astonished partner as though a Washoe zephyr had struck him and knocked over all obstacles in her mad career. A Tuscarora girl crooks her body in the middle like a door-hinge, takes her pard by the shoulders and makes him miserable in trying to hop around her without treading on her No. 9 shoes. A Carson girl will now and then work in a touch of the double shuffle or a bit of a pigeon-wing. A Winnemucca girl creeps closely 1 and timidly up to her partner as if she would like to get into his vest pocket and melts away with ecstasy as to "The Blue Danube" they sweep through the hall. An Elko girl is a natural waltzer, and does it with an abandon that is charming. A Vir ginia City girl throws both arms around his neck, rolls up her eyes, and as she floats away she is heard to murmer, "Oh, hug me, John!" 6 A SAD STORY. An Erring Daughter or a Famous Preacher Dies of Consumption. [St. Louis Globe Democrat] A gentleman from Southeast Missouri be ing in the city yesterday, called at the jail to visit some ot the "moonshiners" from his eection of the State, now confined there un der sentence of the United States Court. Passiug along Ninth street he observed a bunch of crape on the door of No.-, a well-known place of resort for the violators of the seventh commandment. He knew from the badge of mourning that the mis tress of the mansion was dead, and, having known her in other days, he gave a Globe Democrat reporter a sketch of her life. The madam was the daughter of a noted minister of the gospel living in Southeast Missouri, and at one time stationed in this city. When the rebellion broke out she was in the bloom of girlhood, residing with her father in Cape Girardeau County. The preacher espoused the rebel cause, and joined the forces of JefiE. Thompson, the "Swamp fox" of the South east. After a while a force of Union troops occupied that portion of the State, and Mag gie made the acquaintance of some of the officers. One of them mariied her, and his regiment being ordered away be left his young bride at home, while he marched to the front. Another officer took advantage of her situa tion and effected her ruin. When the war ended and the preacher returned to his family, he discarded his erring daughter and she came to St. Louis to hide her shame. For several years she led a retired life, and then took a house of her own, which she kept in elegant style. She had made repeated efforts to become reconciled to her father, but the stern old man. who in his sermons boasted that until the day of his conversion he had been the chief of sinners, refused to receive her back. For several years she was af flicted with consumption, and yesterday found relief in death. A Komauce. A strange romance comes from South Hero, Vermont, the heroine being a lady well knwn and highly respected in Mariposa county. It is no less an affair than the mar riage ot Mrs. Nancy Adams (mother of Jewett W. Adams, Lieutenant-Governor of Nevada,) formerly of Mariposa, to her first love, S. Lyman Dwight, a well-to-do hard ware merchant of South Hero, Vermont, whom she had not seen for fifty years. They were both natives of the town named, and in 1837, when Lyman was a boy of seventeen and Nancy a girl of fifteen, a strong attach ment sprung up between them. Dwight was a poor boy, and Nancy's family was wealthy and separated them, the girl being taken to Lawrence county, where she subsequently married Adams (who died at Bear Valley in 1857,) while Dwight went off as a sailor on Lake Champlain. In 1849, Adams came to California, and 1853, when Jewett was a boy, the family followed. Dwight returned to the little town where he was bom, accumulated a fortune, and married one of the village belles. Three years ago, Mrs. Dwight died, and about a year ago learning that Mrs. Adams was a widow, the old love returned, and Dwight wrote to her. After correspond ing for awhile, Mrs. Adams went East, and on Sunday, the 30th of last month, the lovers of fifty years ago were married in the church in the village where they were bom. Dwight is now sixty-seven, and his bride sixty-five years of age. Remarkable operation on ttoe Eye. [From the Pittsburg Commercial.] One of the most remarkable operations, as connected with eye surgery, has just been made public. Rev. John Sherratt, of Wat terson ville, Armstrong County, Pa., had a cataract on the right eye, which had been growing for twelve or fourteen years. Some four weeks ago he consulted the best surgical skill of this city, and doubts were expressed as to the patient being able to endure the op- eration, on account of his age—seventy-iour. As he had a strong constitution it was decided to take the risk, and on the tenth of October he was put under the influence of ether, and the operation was performed. He was kept in a darkened room for some time, and in exactly three weeks after the operation he made a trial of eyesight by reading a news- paper with the aid ot eyeglasses. Now he has perfect sight, the right eye being still a little weak. The operation was performed by Dr. Saddler, of this city. - m -«< ►► ■ —— uen. Miles Don't Swear. [Portland Oregonian.] A gentleman in this city, who used to be in the United States army and stationed at Fort Leavenworth in 1873-4, when Gen. Miles was in command of that post, says that if^ the re port of the language usen by him during the late battle with the Nez Perces that resulted in their surrender, as related by a Herald correspondent and published in the Oregonian , is correct, then Gen. Miles must have changed his views about profanity very much within the last three or four years, as when he knew him he would not permit profanity in his presence, nor would he allow any of his offi cers to swear at the enlisted men, and he often reproved the citizen teamsters for pro fanity. This gentleman says moreover that Gen. Miles was a regular attendant at church and be thinks was a Christian man. Gen. Miles is a relative of Gen. Sherman by marriage, having married a niece of the General. The probabilities are that the correspond ent of the Herald referred to belongs to a numerous class, who seem to think that un less an officer can rip and tear and swear and paw the ground in the presence of hir troops during action that he cannot succeed in get ting them up to a fighting pitch, all of which history, common sense and decency show to be a mistake. POLITICS IN WASHINGTON. Ttie Overwhelming Sentiment Against Civil Service Reform—How it is tre ated Hiid Kept Alive. [Correspondence of the Cincinnati Gazette.] Of politics the occasional, visitor is called upon to note one fact—the overwhelming sentiment of Washington against civil sei vice reform. It is wonderful. From Senator to bell boy, from top to bottom and side to 8ide of all ranks of society, there is but one voice. They don't want civil service reform in any shape ; they want the old system with all that the name implies. In the lobbies my friends were profanely emphatic against it ; at the boarding house politely but none the less posi tively against it, while in the departments they would take me behind a pillar or whisper down a stairway, but all the same were they opposed to it. A few claimed that they fav ored the reform in general, but did not like the way it was begun ; but the great majority bluntly said they didn t want any of it; all the reform they wanted was for the President to appoint good Republicans, and between equally good ones appoint men who were friends of his friends and supporters of his supporters. Seeing that there is such an op pressive unanimity about this thing, it be comes an interesting question as to what will be doue. The leading opponents of civil ser vice reform have many ways of making their sentiments seem the sentiments of the people. Visitors, even correspondents, are naturally affected by what seems the unanimous voice of the people here ; and Washington, that is to say resident Washington, certainly is "solid" against the reform. Then many gen eral correspondents of papers *re also^ clerks of committees and owe their positions di rectly to Congressmen. Then, thousands of good men, and many good editors among them, while believing in the reform, are afraid this change has come a little too sudden No oue can doubt the virtue and patriotism of Republican Senators, but the carnal mind clings to the power which comes of wielding patronage. So I am curioas to see how it will come out. Of course the President will make a brave fight, but one man can't whip a regiment ! The women of Washington seem, on a cursory view, to be especially savage against the reform. Longstreet on Gettysburg. General Longstreet has written for the Phil adelphia weekly Times an interesting and valuable description of the battle of Gettys burg. He says that he opposed the march into Pennsylvania on the ground that the Western Confederate armies needed assis tance, Grant having "bottled up" one of them in "Vicksburg." When the two armies faced each other at Gettysburg, he advised General Lee to decline battle, interpose his army between General Meade's and Wash' ington, and force the latter to make the at tack. But General Lee said : "If the enemy is there to-morrow we must attack him.' General Longstreet replied : "If he is there, it will be because he is anxious that w T e should attack him—a good reason, in my judgment, for not doing so." Longstreet was directed to make the opening attack. His corps num bered 13,000 men. It charged up Cemetery Ridge with such bravery and audacity that General Meade thought that General Lee's whole army was at its heels. Reducing his right wing to one brigade, Meade hurried the others to the support of his imperiled left, and forced Longstreet back. When night came Longstreet found that he had lost 4,529 men, or more than one-third of his corps. Longstreet charges the failure of his assault to Ewell's inactivity, declaring that if Ewell had attacked Meade's weakened right wing, it would surely have been overcome, and the battle won. He also criticises Pickett's as sault on the second day of the battle, anc says that it was a great mistake in General Lee to order it made. A New Potato. The birth of a new potato is thus related by the Rochester Union : "David S. Aim stead, superintendent of Mount Hope Reser voir, last summer planted a row of peach blows, and on each side of it a row of early rose, but when he dug the middle row he found neither peachblow nor early rose, but an apparent cross between them. The pro duct was a potato resembling the early rose in shape, but of the peachblow color, with pink eyes. The yield was far better than either rose or peachblew, and the quality was excellent. They were planted in sandy soil." Sawdust in Mortar, A Frenchman is to be credited with a dis covery that when mortar is likely to peel off, the tendency can be prevented by substituting sawdust for hair in the original mixture. He had previously tried in vain to make mortar that would stay in place on a building ex posed to damp winds near the sea shore. Af ter frequently renewing the mortar in the old way, he tried the use of sawdust in the place of hair, and was quite successful. The saw dust had been thoroughly dried, and its coarser portions were removed by sifting. A Care for Croup. [Boston Transcript.] Croup can be cured in one minute, aud the remedy is simply alum and sugar. The way to accomplish the deed is to take a knife or grater, and shave off in small particles about a teaspoonful of alum ; then mix it with twice its quantity of sugar, to make it palat- able, and administer it as quickly as possible. Almost instantaneous relief will follow. -- a-rt I —I ►» ■-- A Georgia preacher advances the theory that Judas sold Christ for thirty pieces of silver, merely as a speculation, expecting the Lord would save himself by his miraculous power. A MAN WHO NAW A MULE DIE. the A Tragic Event Which Occurred on South Fork or the Yuba River. [Virginia (Nev.) Chronicle.] "Ain't it a curious thing that nobody ever sees a mule die?" remarked an old teamster. No man living ever saw a mule die, I s'pose ?" .... Thus remarked Mr. Daniels, lighting a fresh cigar : "In 1850 I was mining on the south fork of the Yuba, and it came my turn to cook for my gang. We took turns each week, you know. Well, I was going to show how economical I could run the commissary. I went and bought a peck of dried apples; they were all stuck together in a lump, but I got 'em jam'd into the pot, poured in some water and started the tire. Presently a few of 'em began to rise up to the top of the pot, and so I skimmed 'em off and put 'em in a pan. Pretty soon some more bulged up, and I skimmed them off and put 'em in the pan. The first thing I knew after I had skimmed that blasted pot a while, I had to get another pan, and then another, and by the time I'd got four pans heaped up full, dang my skin if there wasn't more apples in the pans than there was in the pot. That is, I thought so at the time. / I kept getting more pans and buckets and lard cans, and all the while plumb frightened to death for fear some of the boys would come in and see bow extrava gant I was, for I had been blowin' on how cheap I could run the mess. The blasted ap ples still kept a cornin' out of the pot. I put some papers on the floor and covered 'em with fiuit, and, by Jove, the place looked like a Santa Clara fruit-drying establishment, and the pot was still bilin' full." "What has that got to do with a mule dyin ?" . , . "Wate a minute, I'm comm to the mule. Finally, I got desperate and dumped over twelve bushels of the apples back of the cabin, behind a tree. In about nn hour I heard a devil of a noise, and ran out. What do you surpose I found ? Why, a four hun dred-dollar mule kickin' in the agonies of death. The apples was gone; the mule nearly so. He was swelled up like a baloon, and the first thing I knew he busted. Pledge my word, gentlemen, he exploded like a giant-powder blast, and brought the whole camp to the place. I kept still ; they could not find the mule, and it cost 'em $10 to ad vertise a reward for him in the Sacramento Union. About two weeks afterwards they caught a couple of Greasers hanging round, and they put it up that they stole the mule, so they hung 'em. I was there, but did not say a word for fear the boys would find out how extravagant I had run the commissary. Let's have something." ■»Israeli's Good Advice to Boys. The following story is characteristic of our impayable Premier : A staunch adherent from a distant country took up hi9 two sons to present them to tha illustrious leader of the Tory party. "Giro them a word of ad vice, Mr. Disraeli, on their introduction into life ; it would be an honor they would never forget." Very much worried at the request, Mr. Disraeli at last consented. "Never try to ascertain," he said to the elder boy, "who was the man who wore the iron mask, or you will be thought a terrible bore. Nor do you," he added to the second, "ask who was the author of 'Junius,' or you will be thought a bigger bore than your brother." Japanese Fans I sed as Arms. [From the London World.] In Japan, of old. when arms of defense were yet very essential, they had to he aban doned in the Royal presence ; but in the pro cess social grades were marked. The com paratively humble laid them down at the pal ace gate, the more exalted at the doer of the ante-chamber ; the illustrious, only as they approached closely to royalty. And this gave rise to the habit, so I am informed, of mak ing an ornament an arm. A fan became a weapon. I have seen old Japanese fans, in desigh beautiful and delicate, yet with metal work strong and ponderous enough to break the head of an enemy, in the royal presence, if necessary. A Marvelous Escape. [From the Cass County (Mo.) Courier.] At Joplin, one day last week, a miner, wish ing to descend into his shaft, gave the brake to the windlass hand and got into the the tub, when, by some means, the assistant lost con trol of the brake, and the man in the tub went down into the shaft at a fearful rate ; he struck the landing when part way down, crushed through it and went on to the bot tom. The shaft was 107 feet deep, but, strange to say, the man escaped death, and received but a few bruises. She Was a Very Stoat Yonne Lady. [From the Kirk ville (Mo.) Journal.] Not long since n nineteen-year-old dnngh ter of Mr. Lakin, in Clark county was awakened by a noise in her room. She saw a man standing at her drawer. Silently she seized a stick of wood and knocked him down. As he ran she saw her watch in his hand aud she grasped it, when the chain part ed and left it in her hand. Miss Lakin is a very stout young lady. Appropriât« Music. A showman traveling with a panorama of scenes from the Bible, met a Yankee, and on learning that he could play a piano, engaged him to play appropriate selections after each picture at his show that night. The curtain rose, revealing "The Return of the Prodigal Son," upon which the player struck up "When Johnny comes marching home!' The effect produced was wonderful. "Con sider yourself engaged to travel with me, ' said the showman. "You draw better than the nictures." HUMOR OF THE HOUR Fighting "Lo" made a warm Indian sum mer. Too many barbers at a Saturday night ball are apt to razor fuss. Keely's song—"Who will care for Motor now ?"—Boston Globe. When does a man remind you of a funeral? When he's a coughin'. A householder advertises rooms to let to gentlemen furnished with gas. Mean Speed, according to Punch , is run ning away from one's creditors. Painful question— "How much can the Russians bear ?"—Rochester Chronicle. About the most uncomfortable seat a man can have in the long run, is self-conceit. The most shiftless thing in this world is a Vassar College student taking a bath .—Boston Post. Professor Hall, who discovered the moons of Mars, was a carpenter before he saw things on a higher plane. "Only the female mosquito bites," but they average ninety-nine females out of a possible hundred.— Worcester Press. In New Jersey when they want to praise a man, they say he has such a mean-looking face that a fly wouldn't light on it. The editor of the Franklin (Ky.) Patriot says that when he started for the dentist's the other day he took a tooth-hurty gait. One by one the old citizens of Chicago are passing away. They are passing over to Can ada until the depositors sell their claims. There is a shop kept by an old maid in New York in the window of which appear these words: "No reasonable offer refused." Wouldst enjoy perpetual spring? Then repair to the home of the farmer who brings spring chickens to market.— Worcester Press. There are beautiful warm soda springs in Colorado, and people who go bathing in them at once exclaim: "Oh, but this is soda licious!" When a young lady offers to hem a cam brick handkerchief for a rich bachelor, de pend upon it she means to sew in order that she may reap. Dr. L. sent in his bill for visits and medi cine to Snodgrass the other day, whereupon our friend proposed to pay for the pills and to return the visits. When young Jenkinson told his father that he'd only been out on a little lark, the old gentleman muttered that he "guessed there was more swallow than lark." He had been in the habit of making very frequent calls on a very agreeable lady of his acquaintance, and on entering her parlor one evening he said, "Well, Miss Sims, here lam again, you see, as regularly as the fever and ague." "Oh, no," said she, very demurely, "that comes only every other day," -- ^ I i — I h- m -■ PRACTICAL, JOKING. Transformation Scenes in Massachu setts. When Gov. Gerry managed Massachusetts, a country deacon happened to catch a fine salmon, and, knowing that the Governor had a particular liking for that sort of fish, he determined to present it to him. So the sal mon was carefully packed, and the deacon, in the absence of railroads, started in his wagon for Boston. On the journey he stopped to dine, and telling at the table his errand in regard to the fish, a practical joker present could not resist the temptation of slipping out to the wagon and changing the salmon for a poor codfish. The unconscious deacon went on to the Governor's house, and, after announcing his gift, the two worthies opened the box and discovered the flavorous codfish. Mortified, the poor deacon started for home with his codfish, and stopping for a lunch at his dining place, the wag secretly removed the codfish and replaced the salmon. When he reached home the deacon mournfully told the story to an incredulous wife, who had herself packed the salmon ; they opened the box together. The deacon stared. "Well, you are a pretty good salmon when you are in the country," said he, "but when you are in Boston you are a miserable codfish." A Girl Wfio Would Not Take a Dare. [From the Olean (O.) Record.] "I will marry any girl in the room that will have me," said a half-tipsy young fel low. "I'll have you," said a fresh, clear eyed young girl of seventeen. And in half an hour the two were married and being congratulated by their friends. This actually occurred only a few weeks ago in the near vicinity of Franklinville, in this county. The occasion was a country dance ; the partici pants were a farmer's son and a farmer's daughter, neither of whom had exchanged a word with each other until the above scene occurred. The young fellow had been drink ing, and thought he would say something "smart," and astonish the girls with his audacity. The girl, however, had heard that he was a "good fellow," and, being moved by that spirit which "will not take a dare if death come," took him at his word. They are now living with the young fellow's parents, and are studying each other's char acter at leisure. A New Historical Incident. "Ho, there!" said Queen Elizabeth to the yeoman of the guard, "what ho, without." "There is no hoe there, your majesty," ob served Sir Walter Raleigh, bowing with ex quisit courtly grace. "Beshrew thine insolence, saucy knave," responded the virgin queen, "and yet I do bethink me thou said'st truly. No hoe, in deed, but a sad rake, I fear me." And she graciously extended her royal hand to the knight, in token that she had not taken his jest amiss. This little circumstance is not mpnlioned in some of the histories.