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One inch of prc constitutes a KjDare". f The matter orycYirly advertisement changed quarterly free of charge. For fartherpartiea- Urj, nildre?.? Jno. P. ERKETT.V Co., PnoIMie-', ' VOL. 1. HARTFORD, OHIO COLTSTTY, KY., OCTOBER (3, 1875. ISTO. 40. (iod bi.uss tiii: r.titjt. Ood bless the farm tfic dear old farm I God bless its every rood, Where willing hearts and sturdy arms Can earn an honest livelihood I Can from 'be coarse ami fertile soil Win back a recompense for toil. Cod bless each mca low, field, and nook, Begemmed with fairest flower', And every leaf that' gently shook lly evening brceie or morning showers; fJod bless them all! eieb leafs a gem In nature gorgeous diadem. The orchards that, tn early spring, Mush rich in fragrant Dower, And with each autumn sunly bring Their wealth of fruits in golden showers: Like pomegranates on Aaron's rod, A miracle from Nature's !od. And may lie bless the farmer's borne, Where peace and plenty reign; No happier spot 'ncath heaven's high dome Doth this broad, beauteous earth contain, Than where secure front care and strife, The farmer leads his peaceful life. Tjnvcxcd by toil and tricks for gain. He turns the fertile moUld; Then scatters on the golden grain, And reaps reward a hundred-fold: lie dwells where grace and beauty charm, For God hath blessed his home and larm. THE BLACK TULIP. BY ALEX AS rt It I IUtJtAK. Author on he-Coiuit of Monte Crlsto," -The Three Jtiar!smeii,' Twenty Yenrx After. -Ilrnjieloniie. ttie Honor AtlloV Louise : Vnllfcre. -The Iron Jfaik." I'tr- Etc. CHAPTER VI I. the mrrr max marks acquaintance WITH SIlM-OKTCNi; Cornelius Dc Witte, alter having nt tended to his family affairs, reached the house ofhis godson Cornelius Van Baerle, one evening in the month of January, 1C72 De Witte, although being very little of ft horticulturist or ol an artist, went over the whole mansion from the studio to the greenhouse, inspecting overything from the pictures down to the tulips, lie thanked his godson for having joined liim on the deck ol tlie Admiral's ship, 'The Seven Provinces," during the hat tie of So'ilthwold Bay, and lor having given his name to a magnificent tuli And whilsthethus, with the kindness and nffability of a father to a son, visited Vati Baerle'e treasures, tlie crowd gathered with curiosity, and even respect, before the door of the happy man. All this hubbub excited the attention of Boxtel, who was just taking his meal by his fireside. lie inquired what it meant, and on being itiforn.ed of the cause of all the stir, climbed up to his post of observation, where, in spite of the cold, he took his stand, with the tele scope to his eye. This telescope had not been of great rcrvlce to him Miice the autumn of 1671. Tlie tulips, like true daughters of the East, averse to cold, do not abide in the open ground in winter. They need the shelter of the house, the soft bed on the shelves, and the congenial warmth of the 6tovc Van Baerle, therefore, passed the whole winter in his laboratory, in the midst of his books and picture. lie went only rarely to the room where he kept his bulbs, unless it were to allow some occasional rays ol t!.' tut, io enter, by opening one of the movable sashes of the glass front On the evening of which wc are sneak ing, after the two Corneliuses had visited together ail the apartments ofthe house, whilst a train of domestics followed their fcteps, Co Witte said, in a low voice to Van Baerle "My dear son, send those people away, and let us be alone for some minutes." The younger Cornelius bowing assent, eaid aloud; "Would you now, sir, please to sec my dry room?" The dry room, this pantheon, this eanctum sanctorum ofthe tulip fancier, was, as Delhi of old, interdicted to the profane uninitiated. Never had any of his servants been bold enough to set his foot there. Cornelius- admitted only the inoffensive bloom of an old Frisian housekeeper, who had been his tiurse, and who, from the time when he had devoted himself to the culture of tulips, ventured no Ion gcr to put onions in his slews, for fear of pulling to pieces and menacing the idol of her foster child. At the mere mention of the tnj room, therefore, the servants, who were carry ing the lights, respectfully fell hack. Cornelius, taking the candlestick from the hands ofthe foremost, conducted his god father into that room, which was no oth er than the very cabinet with a glass front, into which Boxtel was continually prying with his telescope. The envious ppy was watching more intently than ever. First of all he saw the walls and win dons lit up. Then two dark figures approached. One of them tall, majestic, stern, sat down near the table on which Van Baerle had placed the taper. In this figure, Boxtel recognized the pale features of Cornelius Dc Witte, whose long hair, parted in front, fell over Ills fchouldlTs. Dc Witte, after having said some few words to Cornelius, thp meaning of which the prying neighbor could not read in the movement of his lips, look from his breast pocket a white parcel, carefully eealcJ, which Boxtel, judging from the manner in which Cornelius received it, and placed it in one of the presses, sup occd to contain papers of the greatest imjiortaiice. His first thought was that this precious deposit inclosed some newly imported bulbs from Bengal or Ceylon; but he soon reflected that Cornelius De Witte was very little addicted to tulip growing, and that he only occupied himself wit1' the affairs of man, a pursuit by far less peaceful and agreeable than that of the florist He, therefore, came to the con clusion that tlie parcel contained simply some papers, and that these papers were relating to politics. But why should papers of political im port be entrusted to Van Baerle, who not only was, hut also boasted of being, an entire stranger to the science of gov ernment, which, in his opinion, was more occult than alchemy itself? It was undoubtedly a deposit which Cornelius Dc Witte, already threatened by the unpopularity with which his countrymen were going lo honor him, was placing in tlie hands of his godson; a contrivance so much the more cleverly devised, as it certainly was not at all like ly that it should be searched for nt the house as one that had always stood aloof from every sort of intrigue. And, besides, if the parcel had been made tip or bulbs, Boxtel knew his neigh bor too well, not to expect that Van Baerle would not have lost one moment in satisfying his curiosity and feasting his eyes on the present he had received. But, on the contrary, Carnelius had re ceived the parcel from the hands of his godson, and turned towards the door, Van liner! e seizing the candlestick, nnd lighting him on his way down to the street, which was ttill crowded with peo ple who wished to see their great fellow citizen getting into his coach. Boxtel had not been mistaken in his supjKisitton. The deposit entrusted to Van Baerle, and carefully locked up by iii in, was nothing more nor less than John De Wittc's correspondence with the Marquis De Lomois, tlie war-minister of the King of France; only the godfather furebirc giving to his godson the least intimation concerning the political im portance of the secret, merely desiring him not lo deliver the parcel to any one but to himself, orto whom he would send to claim it in his name. And Van Baerle, as wc have eeen, locked it up withjhis most precious bulbs, to think no more of it, after his godfather had lcTt him; very unlike Boxtel, who looked upon this parcel, as a clever pilot does on the distant and scarcely percepti ble cloud which is increasing on its way, and which is fraugiit with a storm. Little dreaming of the jealous hatred of his neighbor, Van Baerle had pro ceeded step by ttep towards gaining the prize offered by the Horticultural Society of Haarlem. He had progressed from hazel-nut shade to that of roasted coffee; and on the day when the frightful events took place at the Hitgue, which we have related in the preceding chapters, we find bi m al""jt one j clock in the day, gath- dring from the borders the young suckers, raised from tulips of the color of roasted coffee; and which, being expected to flower for the first time in the spring of 1C75, would, undoubtedly, produce the large black tulip required by the Haar lem Society. On the 20th of August, 1072, at one o'clock, Cornelius was, therefore, in his dry-room witli his feet resting on the fool board of the table, and his elbows on the cover, looking with intense delight on three suckers which he had just detached front the mother bulb, pure, perfect, and entire, and from which was to grow that wonderful produce of horticulture, which would render the name of Cornelius Van Baerle forever illustrious. "I shall find the black tulip," eaid Cornelius tn himself, whilst detaching the suckers. "I shall obtain the hundred thousand guilders offered by the society. I shall distribute them among the poor at Dort; and the hatred which every rich man has to encounter in times of civil .wars will be soothed down, and I shall be able, without fearing any harm either from Republicans or Orangists, to keep as heretofore my borders in splendid con dition. I need no more be afraid, lest tn the day of some riot the shopkeepers of the toivn, and the sailors of the port, should come and tear out my bulbs, to boil them as onions for their families, as they have sometimes quietly threat ened when thoy happened to remember my having paid two or three hundred guilders for one bulb. It is therefore set tled I 6hall give the hundred thousand guilders of the prize Haarlem to the poor. And yet " Here Cornelius stopped, and heaved a sigh. "And yet," he continued, "it would have been so very delightful to spend the hundred thousand guilders on the en largement of my tulip-bed, or even on a journey to the Ktst, the country of beau tiful flowers. But alas! thete are no thoughts for the present times, when muskets, standard, proclamations, ami beatings of drums are the order ofthe day." Van Baerle raised his eyes to heaven, nnd sighed ng-tin. Then turning his glance toward his bulbs objects of much greater importance to him than all those muskets, standards, drums, and procla mations, which he conceived only to he fit to disturb the mind of honest people, he said, "These are, indeed, beautiful bulbs; how smooth they are, how well formed! there is that air of melancholy about them which promises to produce a flower of the color of ebony. On their skin you cannot even distinguish the circulating veins with the naked eye. Certainly, certainly, not a light, spot will dikfigure the tulip which I have called into ex istence. And by what name shall we coll this offspring of my sleepless nights, and my labor and my thought ? Tulip nigra liarlcccnsis.'' ''Yes liarlaensis; a fine name. All the tiilip-f.mcicrs that is to say all the intelligent people of Europe will feel a thrill of excitement when the rumor spreads to the four quarters of the globe: TIIK CRAND M.ACK TCI.IP ISFOUNn! 'How is it called?' the lanciers will ask. "Tulipi nigra Barhcensiel' 'Why, Bar heensis?, 'After its grower, Van Bierle,' will he the answer. 'And who is this Van Baerle?' 'It is the same who lias already produced five new tulips: The Jane, the John Dc Witte, the Cornelius De Witte, ka ' Well, that is what I call my ambition. It will cause tears to no one. And people will object to my Tulipa nigra Barlu'ensis, when, perhaps, my godfather, this sublime politician, is only known from the tulip to which I have given his name.'' "Old these dearling bulbs!" "When my tulip has flowered,' Baerle continued in his soliloquy, "and when tranquility is restored in Holland, I shall give the poor only fifty thousand guilders which, after all, is a goodly sum for a man who is under no obligation what ever. Then with the remaining fifty thousand guilders, I shall make experi ments. With them I shall succeed in imparting scent to the tulip. Ah! if I succeed in giving it the odor ofthe rose or the carnation, or what would he still better, a completely new scent; if I re store to this queen of flowers its natural distinctive p.-rfunic, which she has lo-t in passing from her E istern to her Eu ropean throne, and which she must have in the Indian Peninsular at Goa, Bom hay, Madras, and especially in that island which in olden times, as is asserted, was the terrestrial paradise, and which is called Ceylon 0!i, what glory! I must say, I would then rather be Cornelius Van Baerle than Alexander, Cicser, or Maximilian." Oh, the admirable bulbs!" Thus Cornelius indulged in the delights of contemplation, and was carried away by the sweetest dreams. Suddenly the bell of his cabinet was rung much more violently than usual. Cornelius, startled, laid his hands on his bulbs, and turned round. 'Who is here?" he askcJ. ' Sir," an swered the servant, "it a messenger from the Hague." "A messenger from the Hague! What does he want?" "Sir it is Craekc." "Cixc'.?' the confidential servant of Mynheer John Dc Witie.' Goo J, let him await." "I cannot watt," said- a voice in the lobby. And nt the same time forcing himself in, Craeke rushed inlo the dry-room. This abrupt entrance was such an in fringement on the established rules ofthe househotild of Cornelius Van Baerle, that the latter, at the sight of Craeke, almost convulsively moved his hand which cov ered the bulbs, so that two of them fell on the floor, one of them rolling under a small table, and the other into the fire place. 'Zounds!" said'Cornelius, eagerly pick ing up his precious bulbs, "what's the matter?" "The matter. Sir!" said Craeke, lay ing a papei on the large table, on which the third bulb was laying "the matter is, that you arc requested to read this paper without losing one moment." And Craeke who thought he had re marked in the streets at Dort, symptoms of a tumult similar to that which he had witnessed before his departure from the Hague, ran oil" without even looking be hind him. "All right! all right! my dear Craeke," said Cornelius, stretching his arm under the table for the bulb; your paper shall be read, indeed it shall." Then, examining the bulb which he held in the hollow of his hand, he said, "Well, here is one of them uninjured. That confounded Craeke! thus to rush in lo my dry-room; now let us look after the other." And without laying down the bulb which he already held, Baerle went to the fire-place, knelt down, and stirred with the tip ofhis finger the ashes, which fortunately were quite cold. He at once felt the oilier bulb. "Well here it is,' he said, and looking at it with almost fatherly aflection, he exclaimed, "Uninjured, as the first!" At this very instant, and whilst Cor nelius, still on his knees, was examining his pets, the door of the dry-room was so violently shaken, ami opened in such a brusque manner, that Cornelius felt rising in his cheeks and his ears the glow of that evil counsellor which is called wrath. "Now what is it again," he demanded; "are people going mad here?"' "Oh, sir! sir!" cried the servant, rush ing into the dry room, with a much paler face, and with much more frightened mien than Craeke had shown. "Well!" asked Cornelius, foreboding sonic mischief from this double breach of the strict rule ofthe hou;e. "Oh, sir, lly! tlyf quick?' cried the ser vant. "Fly! and what for?" "Sir; the house ia full of the guaida of the States." "What do they want?'' "They want you.'' "What for?" "To nrrcst yon." "Arrest me? arrest me, do you" say?'1 "Yes, Sir, and they are headed by a magistrate." "What's the meaning of all this?" eaid Van Baerle, grasping in his hands the two bulbs, and directing his terrified glance towards the staircase. "They are coining up! they are coin ing up!" cried the servant. "Oh, my dear child, my worthy mas ter!" cried the old housekeeper, who now likewise made her appearance in the dry room, take your gold, your jewelry, and fly, fly!" "But how shall I make my escape, nurse?" snid Van Baerle. "Jump out of the window. "Twenty-five feet from the ground!" "But you will fall on six feet of soft soil." "Yes, hut I should fall on my tulips." "Never mind, jump out." Cornelius took the third bulb, ap proachtir the window, and opened it, but seeing what havoc be would necessarily cause in his borders, and, more than this, what a height be would have to jump, he called out, "Never!" and fell back a step. In this moment they saw across the banister ofthe staircase, the points of the halberds ofthe soldiers rising. The housekeeper raised her hands lo heaven. As to Cornelius Van Baerle, it must be staled to his honor, not as a man, but as a tulip-fancier, his only thought was for his inestimable bulbs. Looking about for a paper in which to wrap them up, he noticed the fly-leaf from the Bible, which Craeke had laid upon the table, took it without, in his confusion, remembering whence.it came, bided it in the three bulbs, secreted them in his bosom, and waited. At this very moment the soldiers, pre ceded by a magistrate, entered the room. "Are you Doctor Cornelius Van Baerle?" demanded the magistrate (who, although knowing the joung man very well, put his questions according to the forms of justice, which gave his proceed ings a much more dignified air). "I am that person, Master Van Spen nen," answered Cornelius, politely to his judge, "and you know it very well." "Then give up to us the seditious pa pers which you secrete in your house." "The seditious papers;" repeated Cor neiiue, .tnile dumb-founded at the impu tation. "Now don't look astonished' if you please." "I vow to you, Master Van Spenncn," Cornelius replied, "that I am completely at a loss to understand what you want1' "Then I shall put you in the way, doctor," said the judge; "give up to us the paper which the traitor Cornelius De Witte deposited with you, in the month of January last. A sudden light came into the mind of Cornelius. "Halloa!" said Van Spennen,- "you begin now to remember, don't you?" "Indeed I do; but you spoke of seditious papers, and I have none of that Bort." "You denv it then?" 'Certainly I do." The magistrate turned round and look a rapid survey ofthe whole cabinet. Where is the apartment you call your dry-room?'' he asked. "The very same where you now are, Master Van Spennen.'' The Magistrate casta glance at a small note at the lop ofhis papers. "All right," he said, like a man who is sure of his ground. Then, turning round towards Corneli us, he continued, "Will ycu give up those papers to me?" "But I cannot Master Van Spenncn; those papers do not belong to me, they have been deposited with me as a trust, and a trust is sacred." "Doctor Cornelius," said the judge, "in the name of the States I order yon to open this drawer, and to give tip to me the papers which it contains.'' Saying this, the judge ointed with Iii3 finger to the third drawer of the press, near the lire-place. In this very drawer, indeed, the papers deposited by the Warden of the Dykes with his sodson were lying"-a proof that the polfce had received very exact infor mation. "Ah! you will not," said1 Van Sven nen, when he saw Cornelius standing immovable and bewildered; "then I shnll open th drawer myself." And pulling out the drawer to its full length, the magistrate nt first alighted on about twenty bulbs, carefully arranged and ticketed, and then on the pa-er parcel, which had remained in exactly the same state as it was when delivered by the unfortunate Cornelius De Witte to his godson. The magistrate broke the seals, tore off the envelope, cast an eager glance on the first leaves which met his eye, and thun exclaimed with a terrible voice. "Well, justice has been rightly in formed after all!" "How," said Cornelius, "how is this?" "Don't pretend to be ignorant, Myn heer Van Baerle,' answered the inagis. trate, "follow me." "How's that, follow you?" cried the Doctor.- "Yes. sir for in the name of the States I arrest you." Arrests were not as yet made in the name of William of Orange, he had not bctn Stadtholder long enough for that 'Arre9t me?" cried Cornelius, "but what hate I done?" "That's no atlair of mine. Doctor, yon will explain all that before your judges." "Where?" "At the Hague." Cornelius, in mute stupefaction, em braced his old nurse who was in a swoon; shook hands with his servants, who were bathed in tears; and followed the magis trate, who pnl him in n conch, as a prisoner of State, and had him driven at full gallop to the Hague. Continued next week. Loaded lor Eight Yearn. Danbury KeiTi. There has been a gun standing behind a cupboard in a Pine street residence for the past eight years. It belonged to the occupant's father, and was sent up there in a loaded condition. Its presence was always an eyesore to the occupant's wife, who had shared fully with the eex their fear of fire-arms. So the other day Friday wc think she induced her hus band to take it down nnd fire it off. He had never fired oil' a gun that had been loaded eight years; in fact, he had never fired one oil' at all; so he poked it out of the window and took aim into the gar den, without the faintest shadow of fear. His wife, being afraid of fire-arms, stood behind his back and looked over his shoulder with her eyes tightly shut. He shut his eyes too, and then pulled the trigger. Of what immediately followed, neither appears to have any settled idea, lie says he can vaguely remember hear ing a noise of some kind, and he has an iudestinct impression of passing over something which must have been his wife, as she was found between him and the window by the neighbors who drew him out of the fire-place. The fact that one of his shoulders was set back about two inches, and that three of her teeth were imbedded in his scalp, seemed to indicate that in stepping back from the window he had done so abruptly; and this conclusion, we are glad to say, was verified by both on being restored to consciousness. A Strange Dream nnd its Strange 'Fiillilliiient. All Air.esbury man had a strangcdrcani under the following circumstances: His father and mother had recently died within Ihree or four weeks of each other, and oue night in a dream he saw bis mother standing by his.bed. ar. I rlittle distance away eaw a cot bed with a pe culiar coverlet, on which lay a man with his back turned toward him. His mother called him by name and eaid; "Here are seven dollars." lie attached no significence to the dream until, when he. went to the post oflice, he received a letter stating that his brother, who was on a western railroad, had been badly crushed, and requested his presence im mediately. Ou arriving at his brother's home he was struck with surprise when he found him lying on a cot bed, with the same kind of a coverlet as he had seen in his dream, with his back turned toward him. He died, and the geulle man was still more astonished when, on settling his affairs, the first bill presented was just 7 in amount Strange as the story may seem, it is told by the man himself, and he is a gentleman whose veracity no one would impeach. A Great many people, and in fact the majority of those who trip themselves up by unfortunate spelling, oftener fail from a wrong transposition of the vowels "i" ami "e" in such words as "perceive," "relieve," eta, than in any other way. An exchange remarks that there is no necessity of scratching one's head over tli is puzzling orthography. The simple word "lice" is the simple key to the po sition. The letter "i" always follows ",' and "e" follows "c,'' as in the words above given. Always keep this in your head and you have it This is simple, and we believe there ia no other rule so comprehensive and always at your fingers ends. The Art of I.lvln-. The true art of living ensily aa lo money is lo pitch yoar scale of expendi ture a degree below your actual means. Money in itself never yet made a msir happy and never will; as a rule the more a man has the more he craves. IT it satisfies one c!as of desire it is apt to create more in another direction. A lit thc general economy enhances the enjoy ment of life. I,et yourself feel a want before you provide for one. Somebody advises people not to put their trust in their money; but to put their money 5n tiM, -ml a good plan it is to do so. Gold as a servant is excellent and necessary, but as a master it is a fearful tyrant When yon are undecided which of two courses to choose, take the cheaper. This rule will not only save money, hut also much indecision. Remember that what a thing costs you is no criterion of its ac tual value. Money when rightly used, is health, liberty and strength; but not one in a hundred know how to use it The fact is, fc.v people take care of their money until they get nearly lo the end of it; it is the same with time. By doing good with money we stamp the image of the Almighty upon it. So charity must not be forgotten. Printer ftreeic. Lostoii Herald. The following is an acknowledgment of a wedding notice and a generous al lowance of cake by a clssic rural Pro fessor of Typography. "We make our most respectful bow to the happy twain, and the opportunity to return thanks for this almost uned act of liberality. May the matrimonial chase which loch the form of our brother typo justify all his preconceived imprei sions. In whatever ofthe country he may roam, whether called upon to face the ing waves of adverse fortune, or stand before the ft and of his ene mies, may his life be such that when the JCS" of death shall be laid on him, and the. of his existence draws to a close, he may produce a clean proof, and claim a clear title to an honorable in the page of history, as well as to an inheri tance beyond the ." Josh Timings on. Double 111 essoin ess. Mister Boon: Ytt ask me which iz the levclist, the married or the single state, and I ain't afraid to sa that having tried botli for menny years, and searched out their weak and strong point, that matri mony iz the tru style, i think -that 1 kan safely sa that the marrid kondishun for everyday wear iz 20 per cent, ahead. Pcrfekt happiness ain't to be had in this life anyhow, I don't care whether you go in single or double. But if enny one will pa me for mi time i will sbo six orgumenls in favor or can nubial matrimony to four agin it There iz a great menny rules, Mister Boon, to make marrid life koinfortable; but the golden one iz this: Go tlo and giv each other half of the road. This rule iz nz simple and easy az milking a cow on the right side, and will be found az use phul nz ile to avoid hot journals. If one party wants the whole or the rode it makes the turnpike hot and dusty; and if both parties want it and will have it, it raises the very devil. Excuse me, dear Boon, for using the word "devil," but it seems the only one that will fit the spot. How n Young Jinn's Money Goes. Fort Wayne Gazette. A man in this city, whom we have known since his early childhood, told us yesterday that he had taken pains to keep quite a correct account of his unnecessary expences from the 4th day of July, 1874, to the 4th of July, 1875. The first item that appeard on the list was' cigars. During the year, he said that he had smoked cot less than eight cigars each day, which amounted to 2,000, and that the cost of the same were eight cents each on an average, which amounted to $232 00, and that the length of the same, if laid out in a st'aiglit line would reach about 1,200 feet, and that the smoke in exhausting the weed would fill several store-houses; further, that the liquor drank would amount to about ninety-one gallons in one year enough to drown a street commissioner, or a member of the com mon council. The amount of tobacco he used would fill a common beef-barrel and sicken an entire township. The amount of the unnecessary expenditure would have fed twenty-live families for the entire vear. During a recent revival a very rever end clergyman accosted a young brother with the solumn question: "My young friend, have yon prayed to-night for the salvation of your immor tal soul?'' "No sir,' answered the youth in a pen itent tone, and a downca'st look. "Do you not desire to offer up thanks for the many mercies you have already received by Divine favor?" "Yes, but I don't know how," hesita tingly nnswered the youth. "But, my dear boy, you can repeat the Publican's prayer, can't yon?" asked the minister gravely. "No sir" was the emphatic response, "I'm a iK'uocratf "Keels In Ilrnvcn. Lmlisrills Daily tilobe. "Yon sec, when you done shuffle off dis mortuary coil, arid de sperrit presents it6elfnt Ihe flohlen Gates," argued colored revivalist on the levee, yeste day, ' Gabrre! gwine to ask you what church you 'longed to in da lleah." "Yaas, I spec so" said the liste ner. - . . "If you 'longed to the Missiumary Babtfat, he gwine tole you walk right in and set bv de foot-slot I. 'Ei you long to de Methomdist church he say stay on de outside whar your shoutiu' do't 'slurb de angels. "Efyona Piscumpalum " "Hole on; Mr. Middleton, dcy ain't no niggers 'Piscumpalions. Dem'a all white folks," interrupted the listener. 'Jat don't make no difference" eori tinued the cxponuder of religion;"- de principle's de same, ain't it? Ef you're a 'Piscumpalion de nngel say to yon, 'go over tlar 'mong de white folks." "Ef youse Caffolick de angel pint you to de Virgin Mary, and tell jou "But look iieah, Mr. Middleton, sposen he don't 'long to no chcrch irt de flesh?" queried the listener. "Well, what he he dom dai dcn!'j asked the colored divine, scornfully. "Well replied the unconverted sin ner, "I thought, io dat case, he could do's he please" Sensible Words About Advertising. The following is fiom the financial article of the New Orleans Picayune. The people who sit nervously in counting. houses or behind their goods, wailing for customers to take them by storm. and making no effort to let the world know the bargains they hare to offer, will find the season very anpropitious. Many of those- who hare spent large sums inquiring drummers and paying for other well-known appliances of traoVv have affected large "salts, but have swal lowed up too large a share of the re ceipts in such enormous attendant ex penses. The best remuneration has been found by those who have returned to more legitimate old-fashioned methods of pushing their business. We say it. not simply because we are intersted in this line of expenditures, but as our best advise to all who wish to be enter prising and to secure a larger custom. there is nothing now so effective to thin end as judicious advertising. A little advertisement may be like a gentle touch of the whip to poor Dobbin's horse, "a mercy thrown away;" but a liberal out lay ia almost certain to bring in a large return, and this will last even beyond the current season. We do not believe that any one who has valnable servise or desirable property to offer can fail of reaping a rich harvest by continnous advertising on a large scale. Wenlth of the Country. - A correspondent of the New York Evening Post has condensed the cenms statistics in regard to the wealth of the country. The average personal wealth throughout the whole United States and Territories is $772. The wealth per capita in the various Slates is as follows: In Alabama, $202; Arkansas, 5322; California. $1,007; Connecti cut, $1,441; Delaware, $777; Florida, S234; Georgia, $226; Illinois, ?335; In. diana, $744, Iowa, SG00; Kansas. S5C6; Kentucky $431; Louisiana, 454; Maine. $555; Maryland, SS24; Massa chusetts, 51.4G3; Michigan, 605; Min nesota, $513; Mississippi, S252; Mis souri, $746; Nebraska, $435; Nevada; $530! New Hampshire, $793; Ne York, $1,431; North Carolina, $243; Ohio, $833; Oregon, $506; Pennsylvania, $1,031; Rhode Island, $1,366; South Carolina. $204; Tennessee, $305; Texas, $104; Vermont, $711;" Virginia, $334; West Virginia, 5431; Wisconsin, $659. Xo DiHerenoe to liim. Goi-"? ud Abbott street yesterday. raan eaw a boy about eleven years of age, seated on the sidewalk, bareheaded, ia the' full blaze of theorching sun. "Bud, yon ought not io-sfe there!'" said the man. "Why?" "Because you'll get all tanned up." "Makes no difference to me whether I sit in the sun or in the shade," sadly answered the boy, "mother tans me up three or four timea a day anyhow." Detroit Free Press. "Don't lay in that posture! dear," eaid Mrs. Partington to her nephew, wl o was stretched upon a sofa, with his heels a foot or two higher than his head. "Don't lay so; raise yourself up, and put n pillow under yon. I knew ft young man once, who had a suggestion of the brain, in consequence cf laying so his brains all ran down into his head!'' and with this admonition she left him to his nap in the little hack room. When a man winds up his clock he expects it to go, but it ia different with business affairs. ''Oh Lord, prayed a Methodist Minis ter, "keep me humble and poor?" "Oh, Lord, if Thou wilt keep him humble," said the deacon who next prayed, "we will keep hitn poor."