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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
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,
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
"My dear son, send those people away,
and let us be alone for some minutes."
The younger Cornelius bowing assent,
"Would you now, sir, please to sec my
The dry room, this pantheon, this
eanctum sanctorum ofthe tulip fancier,
was, as Delhi of old, interdicted to the
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
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
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
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
"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
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,
"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
''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
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
"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
"I cannot watt," said- a voice in the
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
"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
"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
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
"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
"What do they want?''
"They want you.''
"To nrrcst yon."
"Arrest me? arrest me, do you" say?'1
"Yes, Sir, and they are headed by a
"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
"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
"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
In this moment they saw across the
banister ofthe staircase, the points of the
halberds ofthe soldiers rising.
The housekeeper raised her hands lo
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
"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
"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
"Don't pretend to be ignorant, Myn
heer Van Baerle,' answered the inagis.
trate, "follow me."
"How's that, follow you?" cried the
"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."
"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.
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
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
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.
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
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
"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
"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
"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
When a man winds up his clock he
expects it to go, but it ia different with
''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."