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gjmmm:/fMHrLsTiLh lwirc<l hiffl. as from the distant hill
° Ut Mu-haol'f bell.
Mtßng. with warning lip.*,
aiwinnid. aHiigt'thfflDnith winds blow.
■■HMmUTiftfcatebt. iflM pray for them that c<>
to tin t?ea in ships.
"&' %*"''" the boats.
thf’ir nets wiih murmurous song and I
*over voice
gray ehappel floats.
%ttw think how. o’er the hay,
bridegroom, from her white arms torn.
jn\ the haze and gold of Michaelmas
year ago to-day.
rocking with the tide,
reckon up the yertenlay.
eoidit what time to-day within the bay
home-bound ship may
the long night hours.
%'2?>v^Bnhi<<B|Blj| coining o'er the tossing deep.
dawn friS aimrnmg from her strange, glad
ifll** fruiJsJkiuJ brilliant grasses, and the stems
ftiyrtlelwitb their wwtn diadems.
lllSPfl® J& °# Br +
■WT’ liftii chapelj|>oreh. ,m
lingering now, she.turns
Mm Tulflflagy h^lhulrighton^^pi^ryußatitirns
i wiae .;• .Jjis.
Ye rocky coast—
"' - Mfluv'* night;
Wearily
prav foßßifnft. of that country fell.
tlienfatKi-ccruwpeil with asijnjlsel, {
BHHW Ahrt ih|ro it an tunre Be.
f'v Mi’trtSiili* fur 01fabe)\ .
iMto, aml passed y> lln' wall<
j’.t’.'Hi! t" the If ivward farmhouse.
■lllinia- iii'i'por^r^int;
Tin' cloilu's lie wiiri',
"1' c'arm' inati'iiw), wt'n yet
threadbare;. and liis hat,
quaglcr of a pi'iiliii'v l'i'fniv.
inrl I'lnsi' ac-quainl.-mce
HHHHBik’ and storm. Hi- wax <|ni(• -
hi' |i| km 1 .|itit •'
upon the (travel walk, and tired,
H •Kir iuiuh miles under
|B "Withal, tliefe was a look of shrewdness
to belie his indigent :ij>-
aboni him at the woll-cul-
the comfortable dwelling,
bavnsand t} l( .
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metallic, female
;*s!jtS^gi‘■ ' " lijKnSay sin slmuhl so torgel
-•A*e'-M|ylto.yven look at niv
rri!ore*(o make love to
ktmws that Ilarriel
1 Ktl- a lieggar, at the
know that -lie is
''el you pel si-I
I . ■ ,|fckttl'ar!ive -al'enit
see how von
lh.it -plelt
holm.
v'.t t;“Ki C-j 1, •.’!.■•j'-y ,.j- *;:’' < Bl , e is rieh.
h“7-.' i\~^'■. A 'X.‘jK' V<UI f "itii
’-j. ♦ ,>y *. .s*j* ,' '* * w ill have
it: and.
a WAy !’’
K f#M|gHP^A'^ot>t' w .._ > f' ||t l doohire 1
H v *iee. dee|v toned
W , f’* 1 you are angry;
Ml* p Sle to I'at'm through
W *¥• to Miss Dalton.
K MHHHfiji iiat. -e a cm /., m y
HB * " r,im- l'led the
MM tvObvtfm iV' " - the right suit
o-vjfw ri*k 1 1 ntty Sinclair
I' ti p around to
ot(jgf®3h ,uid '■ what there is
.‘fc^^ißl**!rn|a<lt < his way around
HHjPto ttt* rar dt/.r, lie found open
■^MRikeN.Pof-Pmit, and he also heard
Hvoioesk-31-: - '-tM
WMCft ee wI, tt.afe weather is on j
WmtT uW '"• !•• stopping
HH^^^^JHMHnineli 1 r, heiv dare you look
'’^fp*;.a ll ud: me that?" came
/v iirough the open
And the little old man chuckled
again, and muttered:
“ Whoever this Ilarriit Sinclair is,
she is getting up ifOltefa stir among
these folks. I rather ltk ' her. There
goes that other one again I suppose it
is Maria Daltoigpbui she' made a slight
mistake C s\ ’ ’
“What de.'.jou supfKi e John Hay
ward eisp ftr sto? 'You lave, not even
,1 4 prctOrracpTe rcanmmehd you; and.
, thee->‘?u .atfe, -nothing lait a lieggar!
Balj.rSOhftt A StJiny yoO a*' !”
: “jrotiPtfH-pi* ne Wiing ?" came
tin w ft*tut, iSeitdiltg voic4 “ Are you
John going to tjfkTuarded ?”
' There was <juffe a pause|and the man
at the door gretV tTnpatienl.
Then came the answer, aiarp and ma
licious: ‘f 1
“ Yes, we are !” a.
*Qh !’’ *■} .' - f
[ 'lW*-exclamatioiT ■Ctwnclfrom Hatty,
so full of pain nd despair,
old man involuntarily stepped
into the. room.
MLj* *"lre weather seems toh unsettled?"
" 51.e..n0 th himself, “and I’ hall not lie
* -WiirpTiseit if sortie of .thr ie folks get
, t u'iecked in the storm-.' I hat a hor
•Jk- |. s nest it must lie !. Ancl there's the
yrteen herself,” he added, as his gaze
i fell upon Maria Didton's Mark, hand
some face.
She stood in the door leaifing into the
great entry, with her 1 ] h ind raised
threateningly, and her Jilacl eyes Hash
ed angrily, while Hatty Si iclair stood
by the window with .iter l ick turned
toward to her to’mentor.dha i she might
hide the tears which wet# streaming
down her flushed cheeks,.
Neither of them saw the old man,
and ho spoke to ntake hi presence
known.
“Good-day, ladies. I'vo.ti ion taking
a little tramp herealiontife, am I. as I got
rather tired, I thought l would stop in
and rest a little.”
" You are welcome,” said Hatty,
turning her tearful face toward him.
But Maria spoke tartly : , |
“ We do not keep a hotel, j You will
find one at the village.”
“ But 1 am not at the village,” said
the man, cooly taking a seat, and
chuckling to himself as he saw the dark
cloud gathering on Maria’s face. “I am
very tired, too, and quite hungry.”
The cloud grew blacker; hut ere the
storm burst, John Hayward entered the
room- : . . .
Instantly Maria's face was all sun
shine. ' . -
“titorm is, past ibr the present,”
thought the little man ; “hut! there is
no knowing how*long we shall have fair
weather, s* J will-make the mist of it,”
Tl.fpi.t" Jolm liuyward : “ I Just stop-
I ped in to ffst iiTnoment, and get a bite
‘•otm-’A* - ;•
“ •**V<o'>re”wel come, sir.” said John,
f-’Battv. will vou get him a
O***- perhaps you will stay to |
iSP./ii/.
‘■TlnurK-you, sir; hut I will goon to
the village, where, that Indy tells me,
there is " hotel! ”
Mateiashol him a look out of her
flashing eyes that called a smile to his
ftuic. But John did not see it; for he
wits watching Hatty as she flitted here
and there, preparing the lunch for the
visitor. Then he and Maria left the
kitchen.
The man was apparently very hungry
judging front the length of time requir
ed to satisfy himself. And all the while
he was plying Hatty with questions
about herself and her parents, till the
poor girl began to think he was crazy.
But at length he arose to go, and with
many thanks to Hatty, and a promise
to see her again soon, he took his de
parture.
A week passed, and the old man
again stood at the door of the Hayward
farm house, it was quite dark, and he
sat down on the stone stem listening to
the joyous music and the happy
laughter that came from the house.
Presently a lithe figure flitted past
him, and he recognized Hatty Sinclair.
He hurried after her, and soon over
took her.
“ You have left them at last? "said
lie, inquiringly. “ Where are you
going? ”
“ I cannot, tell,” said she, stopping
and looking hack to the house.
P >or child! She had not thought of
that.
“ You can go with me,” said thej man.
“ Your father was niv brother, Hatty!
I am your Uncle James!”
Hatty ,ove a glad cry; but thetnext
moment she thought of the tuiserf that
had driven her away, .auil • burst into
tears. . ’.TV
“ Poor girl! ” Hid ' they drivt you
away ? ” • v ■ '*.'"
“ He is going to* be' married to 3 aria,
to-night,” sakl-slie musingly.
“It is fills#! ”id t{ie old hum.
“ Maria told the kis£ replied 1 utty,
yet in a sta-tq
could stay there qo Idiygei'.”
“ It is false !". repeatbil tho mai. “ 1
heard John ll!tj'W;vrk Say that Maria
Dalton should never di<j his wife, j and
he will not hreak"'lii4 wiwd.' She'l old
you a falsehood. But never mind how.
Go home with me, and we will Jliow
Miss Maria Dalton that she has fver
rcached herself.”
“Oh, I hope he will not marry hbr?”
exclaimed Hatty; “ for 1 fear that he
would not be happy with her!”
“ You unselfish child 1” exclaihied
her Uncle James, “lie does not deserve
to be happy, if he does marry that
empty head! But he will not; sd we
will hurry on to the village, and Jake
the train for home.”
There was much conxtcfnatjon at [the
Hayward farmhouse the -next tuorißng.
Mrs. Hayward was realjy vexed wjien
she learned that Hatty tiad left her, for
sho had been very fmthfid y bnfc- withal
was a feeling of relief, that thie “ gp l ”
was‘out of John’s way.
Maria Dalton pretended to be greatly
allocked, and hinted in various subtle
ways that nothing better could have
been expected.
John was very much grieved, and
came very near being angry" with his
mother.
“ It is a shame 1” said he, indignantly;
*• and no one shall ev say, with truth,
that John Hayward -ever allowed the
humblest of God’s creatures to be driven
away from the Hayward homestead. I
shall go after her and bring her back.”
“ She never comes iiMde of my house
again 1” said Mrs. Haywnrd. “ The artful
beggar!"
“ ’Then I never shall,” said John,
with compressed lips, aad a white face.
An Indepemlpnl Paper—Devoted to Literature, Minins, Commercial, Agrit'iiHural, General and Local News.
He went cut to the stables, and sad
dling a horse, galloped off to the village.
There he learned that Hatty had taken
the train in company with an old man.
John know by the description that he
was the same who called at the farm.
“Thank God, that she had found even
so humble a friend 1” murmured John.
He wrote a hasty note to his mother,
telling her that he was oft’ after Hatty,
and sent the note and his horse hack to
the farm ; and (lie next train took him
away on his search.
Mrs. Hayward was more incensed
than ever when she received John’s
note.
“ 1 declare! he shall never have a
cent of (he property if I can help it!"
she exclaimed. “ The great simpleton!”
Maria Dalton was considerably
alarmed for, if he learned what a false
hood she had told, there would be no
more hope. .She consoled her troubled
mind, however, with the belief that he
would not find Hatty ; and his letters,
which came regularly, strengthened
that belief.
Then there came a letter, stating that
he would he at home soon, but saying
nothing whatever about Hatty; from
which they .judged that he had failed,
and given up the search.
The Monday following, an elegant
carriage, drawn by two thorougbreds,
stopped before the Hayward farmhouse,
and a servant hurried up to the house.
“ For Miss Maria Dalton,” said he,
placing a card in Mrs. Hayward’s hand.
Maria was then in the parlor in a flut
ter of excitement. She gave a cry of joy
when she read the name.
“Janies Sinclair, my uncle,” said she,
proudly. “Mrs. Hayward, will you have
the kindness to fell the servant to show
him in.”
Ail elderly gentleman alighted, and
walked slowly toward the house.
Maria could not wait to see this rich
uncle, and she met him at the door.
“ My niece, Maria Dalton?” said the
gentleman.
" Yes, uncle,” said Maria, leading the
way to the parlor.
“ I can stop but a few moments,” said
Mr. Sinclair, after being presented to
Mrs. Hayward. “ I have been looking
up my connections since my return
from India, and, quite fortunately,
chanced fo find another niece. Perhaps
you may remember her—Hatty Sin
clair.”
Mrs. Hayward gave a scream, and
Maria, to hide her chagrin and vexa
tion, covered her face with her handker
chief.
Mr. Sinclair continued:
“ Hatty and her husband are now in
tho carriage. I will call them.”
John Hayward soon appeared with
Matty leaning on his arm ; and if Maria
spoke the truth when she said that
Hatty had not even a pretty face to re
commend her, then that face must have
changed, for she looked surpassingly
beautiful, as she stood there beside her
noble husband.
“ Mother, I have found her," said
John’ “and brought her back, but not
to stay. She does not like this part of
the country , and we have concluded to
make our home with Mr. Sinclair. We
shall expect to see you there quite
often.”
The poor woman was so much aston
ished that she could not utter a word,
and Mr. Sinclair took advantage of the
silence to call Maria back, for she was
slipping out of the room.
" One moment more, Maria,” said he.
“ I am sorry to disappoint you, but
when f was here in the summor-by-the
wav, I found that hotel —l saw that you
were not a proper person to be entrus
ted with wealth, so I have concluded to
let Hatty have it, 1 have also decided
to discontinue the liberal allowance
which you have enjoyed, until such
time us you shall have learned to treat
every person, however hmble, with be
coming respect. That is all.”
Willi a low bow to her and Mrs. Hay
ward, he left the room, followed, by
John and Hatty.
“Oh! why didn’t I know this!” ex
claimed Maria, bursting into tears.
Mrs. Hayward did not feel so had af
ter the first- shock was over, for “ John
had married rich.”
Sho became a frequent visitor at
John’s palatial home, where all, for
John’s .'■ake gave her a cordial welcome.
Maria returned to her own home, ac
cepting the change that her own folly
had wrought, with a grace that was de
serving of praise. Her uncle took pity
on her, and allowed he a small annuity.
She never married, nor forgot that un
fortunate summer.
A Slate Quarry Experiment.
Slate quarries have been opened with
in a year at Monson, Maine, and their
discovery was a peculiar one—at any
rate worth relating. A Welchman
named William T. Williams, accustom
ed to quarry work, while passing
through Monson observed some slate
rock that had been thrown from a cel
lar. lie recognized it as valuable, and
in company with another man named
John Tripp, traced the vein along the
surface, and finally purchased fifteeen
acres of the apparently worthless land
for seventy-five dollars. They immedi
ately commenced an excavation, and
found, as they expected, good slate at
the depth of a few feet. In a few weeks
they sold their purchase to a New York
company for sixteen thousand dollars.
Four other quarries have since been
opened by different parties. From
one of them, the “ Eureka,” two hun
dred and fifty squares of slate have al
ready been taken. All these quarries
promise well, hut only two, the “ Heb
ron Pond” and “ Eureka,” are at pres
ent working any hands.
A little travestie of fashionable cor
respondence was published some years
ago, which puts in an amusing light the
absurdity both of writing pet names and
of fashionable precocity. The writers
are supposed to be young ladies of eight
years or thereabouts, —such young la
dies as are now figuring in “ children’s
balls” at the watering-places, if the cor
respondent- truly report. The first note
rail thus : •• Miss Minnie Smith’s com
pliments to Miss Maggie Jones, and de
sires the pleasure of her company this
evening. Refreshments at eleven.”
The response was : “Miss Maggie
Jones’s compliments to Miss Minnie
Smith, with regrets that prior engage
ments preclude the pleavure of accept
ance. She is to he whipped at seven,
and sent to bed without her supper at
eight.”
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To an Autumn la-af.
BY OKO. 1.. t'ATI.I N.
The buds of spring, their boautica coyly hiding
From stranger eye,
limit lie not to us, as thou, the sweet, sad chiding
That all must die!
The summer wild-flower, blooming for some
finder
That chance may sond.
Hath not, with all its bloom, thy still reminder
That life must end!
Thus neither beautious buds, nor flowers, giving
Their perfumes rare.
To us who cannot always here be living.
Ami half so fair.
As thou, bright leaf, which wafted from a distance
Hast hither flown ;
For. in the story of thy brief existence
We read our own.
• —| flnltlirin't Monthly.
General I toms.
A Tennessee hymn, popular ;it camp
meetings, lias 841 verses.
Captain Gyre, who ran down the
Oneida, is dead.
The latest measurement makes Mount
Washington 6,205 feet high.
Beecher is writing t review of the life
of Irving.
A white crow has lately been shot at
Kinderhook, N. Y.
Two ostriches have been added to the
New York Central Park collection.
(ioi.DEN-wiNCEi) wasps are the latest
curiosity reported from lowa.
Some of the ocean steamer captains
get three hundred dollars per month.
Some Michigan hotels use the coun
ter and a piece of chalk for their regis
ter.
Hubert Browning's new poem “ Bal
austion's Adventures” is 3,000 lines in
length.
There arc about 70,000,000 of per
sons talking Knglish as their native
tongue.
A Western genius is catching fleas,
pulling out their legs, and selling them
for flax seed.
When is a vessel like a scarf pin?
(live it up? When it is on the bosom of
a heavy.swell.
Newport will soon be eclipsed by
Martha’s Vineyard, where the great
camp meeting of the season is held.
A Piii i.aiiEi.pii ia clergyman thinks he
has invented a machine which will
husk ten acres of corn a day.
As late as 1700, girls were not permit
ted to attend public schools in Boston.
The world has moved a trifle since
tlmn.
Mr. Joseph Kametti, flute player of
the Boston Museum orchestra, has
never missed an afternoon or evening
j performance in 28 years.
At the clam bake of the Fat Men's
Association, in Norfolk, last week,
there were 1,000 persons present, 250
of whom weighed over 200 pounds
each.
An enterprising Northern man has
purchased 1,000 acres of the marshy
land near New Orleans, and designs
converting it into a large rice planta
tion.
Ladies in the country have taken to
wearing thick boots with broad square
heels, as the Louis Quinze boots and
heels they find are not at all adapted for
rough service.
The Albany, da., Nt'ivs reports that
vast quantities of grasshoppers in north
ern Georgia, where they are eating
everything green, devastating a field in
a single night.
The tea growers in the South and
Southwest are extending their acreage
so much that they claim that in a few
years enough tea will be grown in this
country to supply the home demand.
The last device of the inventive Yan
kee mind is an ephemeral instrument
pleonastieally called the ‘‘ sugar-whistle
that whistles,” and purchasable for the
inconsiderate sum of one cent. Confec
tioners who sell this kind of whistle aver
that it developes in children a taste for
music, the tone produced from it being
naturally sweet.
A i.itti.e boy in Yorkville, Canada,
came to his death a few days ago under
most singular circumstances. He was
one of a party of children who were
playing together, and kissed one of the
little girls. This so enraged another lit
tle girl that, in a fit of what may be
called jealousy, she struck him with a
stick, inflicting an injury from which he
died in a few hours.
After a sleep of twenty-four hours, a
young lady in Pittsburg arose and was
very indignant with her friends for
what she considered their unseemly
wonder at the length of her nap. Her
peculiar appearance dining the sleep
had for a lime occasioned the belief that
she was dead, but fortunately her
mother insisted on retaining her body
until the fact was beyond question. (In
awaking, the young lady imagined that
she had slept but a few hours, and she
related a fanciful dream.
Domestic Animals as Food—How to Set
Used to the Meat.
A Miss Taggart, of Indianapolis, who
was in Paris during the war, pursuing
her musical studies, had opportunity
also for testing the quality of the differ
ent kinds of meat resorted to during
the siege. She says that about six
weeks after the first siege had com
menced, the lady of the house at which
she was boarding, with some thirty oth
ers, remarked to her “tenants” that
they soon would have to eat horse and
other animal flesh, as the supply ofbeef
was rapidly decreasing. They all begged
her not to toll them when they began
to eat it, as they feared they would not
be able to overcome their repugnance
at the idea of such food. The landlady
gratified their wish, and it was not until
a week or ten days had passed that they
knew that they had been living on
“ new meat.” Miss Taggai t found it not
only palatable, but pleasaht. Mule
meat was very nice, tasting like fresh,
juicy beef; horse flesh was good, but
not so tender ; cats were really excel
lent, and when served up with rabbit
could not be distinguished from it. For
dog meat, however, Miss Taggart ac
quired a distate which* she could not
overcome* Her fellow lioarders said it
was because her first piece was not a.
tender one, as they had
a partiality for it. '
A Tender Conscience.
A good example of a morbidly tender
conscience, as well as one wholly imper
vious to a conviction of wrong, is afford
' ed in the story of a hatter and black
smith, who were members of the same
! church. The latter, who was a thor
oughly pious man, arose one day in a
conference meeting to tell of the en
joyment he experienced in communion
r with God, in which delightful duty he
spent an hour in the middle of each
day. “Try it, brethren,” said he; “you
will be richly repaid for the loss of time
in your business, and do not allow your
selves to be interrupted by any calls to
business. Why, when I am thus en
gaged, I would not lose my devotions
even if I knew I were losing the sale of
a hat—that is,” he added, after a mo
i ment’s pause, “a wool liat.” The black
smith, unlike the hatter, never troubled
himself to make corrections. On the
' contrary, his crying sin was that of ex
aggeration. His deeds of valor were no
t less remarkable than those of Sir John
Falstaff, and the enemies whom he dis
( puted in battle often increased in the
same ratio as those of the hero of Gad’s
Hill. The brethren of the church,
t pained by the reproach which these
marvelous stories seemed to bring on
, his profession, resolved to call a meet
ing, invite the offending brother to be
present, and, in a delicate way, hint to
liim that he was doing much harm to
the cause of religion. A number of in
; direct, allusions producing no etlect on
the blacksmith, the hatter rose and said
he should be under the painful necessi
ty of being personal, and would unwil
lingly say he referred to the brother in
pew No. 4. “ Brethren,” said our friend
of the anvil, slowly rising and looking
about him. with tears in his eyes, “ It
must he that you allude to me. I ac
knowledge my fault, and thank you for
your kind interest in me ; but, brethren,
pity nu' t for / have shed barrels of tears over
that venf sin.”
The Last King of Ireland.
Roderic O'Connor, of the ancient line
of Connaught, was the last king who
sat on the throne of Celtic Ireland.
His character and exploits are painted
with no flattering hand by the monkish
writers, who longed for his destruction,
or later historians, who have written in
the interest of the Roman Church. All
the crimes and woes of a fated (Gdipus
are attributed to the unhappy king who
ventured to strik* a last blow for the
freedom of Ireland, who resisted with
obdurate patriotism the steel-clad le
gions of the Pope and Henry 11., and
who more than once seems to have been
on the eve of a final triumph. It is
said that Roderic was thrown in chains
by his father, who feared his savage
temper, that be put out the eyes ot his
two brothers, and that he wasted in
civil fueds the forces that should havu
been turned against the foe. He seems,
indeed, to have wanted prudence, and
too often fo have been deceived by the
treacherous arts of Dermot and priests.
Yet one can not avoid reviewing with
sympathy the story of the unhappy
monarch whose disastrous reign was at
least marked by a sincere patriotism,
and whose misfortunes were never
merited by his treachery or his servile
fear. Amidst his savage and ancestral
wilds the O’Connor, terrified by novel
dangers, assailed by the most powerful
monarch of the age, exposed to the
anathemas of the Italian Church, sur
rounded by traitors, and scarcely safe
from the intrigues of his own sons or his
ambitious rivals, still maintained a spirit
not unworthy of that long lino of patri
otic chiefs of whom he was destined to
be the last; and it is a graceful trait in
the character of Roderic that he strove
once more to revive, by liberal endow
ments, the famous college of Armagh,
as if concious that Ireland could only
hope to secure its freedom by a general
education of its people.
Pigeon Dispatches to Paris.
At a recent meeting of the British
Association at Edinburgh, a paper was
read giving the history of the photo
graphic post during the siege of Paris.
It will be. rembered that dispatches to
persons within the walls were reduced
to microscopic proportions by means of
photography, so that a large number
could be sent by a single bird. These
photographic dispatches were rolled up
in quils, and fastened to the tails of
carrier pigeons. Every film reproduced
sixteen folio pages of printed matter,
and contained an average of three thou
sand dispatches. The lightness of the
materials enabled the French Govern
ment to put upon one pigeon eighteen
films, or fifty-four thousand dispatches,
weighing altogether less than one gram
me, or fifteen and a half grains. The
whole of the official and private dis
patches carried by pigeons during the
investment of Paris, numbered about
one hundred and fifteen thousand,
weighing in all about two grammes, or
thirty-one grains; only one pigeon,
therefore, would have been needed to
carry these dispatches. If the number
of copies made were taken into account,
it was stated that two million five hun
dred thousand dispatches were sent in
all.— Hearth and Home.
Importation of Stone from Greece.
The Boston Journal , of August 31st,
says :
The arrival of a vessel from the chissic
shores of Greece is a rare occurrence at
this port. The bark Edwin has arrived
laden with 500 tons of white cliff stone,
quarried near the sea shore, on the isl
and of Negropont,in the Grecian Archi
pelago. As it is the first importation of
the stone here, it has excited some no
tice, and many curious questions have
been asked respecting it. Since last
March this species of stone has attracted
the attention of scientific men. It has
a white, chalky appearance, and is used
for the manufacture of artificial stone
of rare beauty and polish, and is also
made into emery wheels, oil stones, Ac.
The process of manufacture is first to
reduce the stone to a fine powder,
which, after being mixed with any min
eral substance, sand, gravel, or ether
kind of stone, in varying proportions
according to the desired result, it iB then
moistened with bittern water, by
which it is made plastic, and cauahjM
of being moulded into any
thus tinned into a
Selection or Insects for Komi by Birds.
Although we look, and with ample
reason, to the I'il'<is as the main agency
in destroying insects injurious to vege
tation, observation shows that different
forms of insects are molested by them
in very different degrees. This is
especially the case in regard to the
Lepideptera, some forms of which are
not touched by any birds whatever, and
others again are devoured by some and
spared by others. As a general rule, it
is said that the most, beautiful and
brilliantly colored Lepidopetra owe their
safety to their tints, as the bird first at
tacks the most striking portion, namely
the red hinder wing, and the insect
tears itself away and escajies. Hairy
■ caterpillars, Hgjyat. are less eaten than
the smooth species, not only perhaps
on account of their bristly covering,
but their more nauseous taste. The
streaked caterpillars, spotted with yel
low, are usually refused, while all the
smooth and dark kinds, especially those
resembling plants in color, or of a red
dish tint, are generally devoured with
great avidity. Harper's Magazine for
October.
Hold Discovery in Cascade.
A few days ago Mr. E. I>. Catlin, of
Coldwater, returned from a visit to Cas
cade township, Kent county, bringing a
small amount of gold dust of his own
panning out. It was found in the bed
of a small creek, a tributary of the
Tliornapple river. The discovery was
matle but recently : the largest particles
yet found were about the size of a pin
head. .Says the Coldwater Jlepub/iean :
“The sample left with us was passed to
Dr. G. K. Smith, an old Californian, for
analysis, lie pronounces it genuine
gold, mixed with hlack sand, the latter
being partially composed of sulphurets
of iron, the same ax exists in California
in connection with gold. This sample
is of the character of float gold.” Pros
pecting may develop a sufficiency of t he
precious metal to pay the public debt.
Let us hope so. —East Saginaw Enter
prise.
Hiematosine, the coloring matter of
the bliss! in man and the superior ani
mals, is the subject of an interesting
article in the Journal des Connaissances
Medicates, which has just reappeared
in Paris after its suspension during the
siege. Hiematosine is contained within
the blood globules, where it is associated
with a colorless compound called “ hoo
matoglobuline.” Hoematosine is pre
pared as follows: Clotted blood is
kneeded into a paste with the solution
ot some harmless coagulating salt, and
is then subjected to a strong pressure.
The cakes thus obtained is taken of the
press broken into crumbs, and digested
with 97 parts alcohol and throe parts of
some acid. The luematosine dissolves
in the the liquid which becomes strong
ly colored, and the “ globuline” settles
at the bottom of the vessel. The solu
tion is poured off from the precipitate,
and on being neutralized deposits a
quantity of reddish flakes which are
raw hoematosine. That is purified by
successive washings on a filter with wa
ter, alcohol find ether, and is afterwards
dried and reduced to a powder of a
brown hue and metallic appearance, but
with neither taste nor smell. Hiematos
ine is insoluble in water and alcohol,
but can be dissolved in ether, all the
essential oils and fatty bodies. After
calcinating, a residuum of protoxide of
iron is obtained. According to many
physiologists this is the form in which
is contained in the blood, although Ger
man chemists think it exhists there in
its natural state. Hiematosine, however,
is administered ir. the shape of pills and
lozenges in cases where iron is recom
mended, it being more easily absorbed
by the stomach in conjunction with
food.
The Girl of the Period an Old-Fash
ioned Girl. — In lf>47, the “Simple Cob
bler of Agawam” wrote in Massachu
setts as follows of the ladies’ dresses of
that period : “ I can make myself sick
at the time with comparing the dazzling
splendor wherewith our gentlewomen
were embellished in some former habits
with the goose-down wherewith they
are now surcingled and debauched.
We have about five or six of them in
our colony. If I meet any of them ac
cidentally, I can not cleanse my phansie
of them for a month after. It is enough
to break the heart for to see our goodly
women imprisoned in French cages,
peering, out of their hood holes (big
bonnets) for some men of mercy to help
them with a little wit, and nobody to
relieve them. It is no marvel they
wear diai/es on the hinder part of their
heads, leaving nothing, as it seems, in
the fore part hut a few squirrel’s brains
to help them frisk from one ill-favored
fashion to another. It is no little labor
to be continually putting up English
women into outlandish casks -. who, if
they be not shifted anew once in a few
months, grew sour for their husbands.
When I hear a gentle dame inquire
what is the newest fashion of the court,
with desire to be in it with all haste,
whatever it be, 1 look at her as the very
gizzard of a trifle, the product of a
quarter of a cypher—the epitome of
nothing !
An anecdote of Lord Chief Justice
Holt is as follows : A poor woman was
arraigned for witchcraft. The witness
deposed that she used a “ spell.” The
“spall”— produced in evidence — was a
line from ont or the classic poets, writ
ten on parchknent. Justice de
manded to see it wax-horded to
him. “How camOv you by this?/ he
asked the prisoner. T 1 A young gentle
man, my Lord, gave it -to me to curff"
my (laughter’s ague.” ‘e Did it cure
her ?”“(> yes, my Lord, -.and many
others.” “I am glad of it,” ash) the
Justice. “Gentlemen of the jury, HjJten
1 was young and thoughtless, I wautfiy;
this woman’s house with some^poinpan
ions, had no money to pay U reckon
ing, and pretended that by a ‘spell ’ I
could cure her daughter’s ague. She
accepted the proposition, and let us off
scot free. If any one is punishable it
is the Lord Chief Justice, and not this
poor woman.” <Jf course she was ac
quitted. af-
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Editors and Proprietors. |
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. Humorous ami Witty.
! An air of importance—One’s first
breath.
When is the most dangerous time to '
| visit the country ? When the trees are
shooting and the bull-rushes out.
i Wnvis a minister near the end of
( his sermon like a ragged urchin 7 Be
-1 cause he’s toward (tor’d) his close
i (clothes).
Musical Jones’doctor last week for
bade him to eat pastry. Musical Jones
simply responded to his medical man
by singing dolorously, “Good-by, sweet
tart, good-bv.”
Doesn’t this lovely scene animate
i you? ” asked Anna of her lover. “No,”
i said he, “nothing but you can Anna
mate me. 0, say yes, my darling.”
■ She did say yes, and his cup of aninia
tion was full.
’ “ How shameful it is that you should
fall asleep,” said a dull preacher to a
drowsy audience, “while that poor idiot.
1 is awake and attentive7” “I would
have been asleep, too,” said the fool,
“if 1 had not been an idiot.”
The other day, at Saratoga, John G.
Saxe was leaning over the railing of the
f grand stand. “ You look like the mon
arch of all you survey,” said Fernando
• Wood, patting him on the back. “No;
1 I only have a lean on the property'' re
| plied the genial Saxe.
. The following correspondence is said
, to have taken place between a mer
chant and one of his clients: “Sir,
your account has been standing for
, two years; 1 must have it settled im
. mediately.” Answer “Sir, things
, usually do settle by standing; I regret
that my account is an exception. If it
, has been standing too long, suppose
. you let it run a little.”
s “I once dreamed,” said Fat, “that I
called upon the President, and he axed
i me wud I drink. I told him I didn’t
. care if I tuk a drop of punch. * Could
or hot 7” axed the President. Hot , yer
excellency,’ said I; and he stepped
down in the kitchen for some bilin’
f water ; and before he got back I woke
strate up; and now it’s distressin’ me
: that I didn't take it could."
| A celebrated dandy was ordered by
his physicians to follow a course of sea
bathing at Dieppe. Arrived at that de
lightful town, lie ordered a machine
1 and attendant, and went boldly into the
water. He plunged in bravely, but in
an instant after came up puffing and
' blowing.
“ Francois,” said he, “ the sea smells
detestably ;it will poison me. Throw a
little eau-de-Coolgne into the water, oi I
shall be suffocated 1”
A oAMiiLER informed the Detroit
Police Court, the other day, as to a cer
tain difference in the names applied to
the lairs of the tiger. “Is the place, in
question known as a common gambling
house?” inquired the Judge, and the
votary of chance explained: “No: it
is what gamblers call a ‘snap’ room;
but I don’t s’pose you know what that
means, so I’ll explain. A ‘ snap’ room
is a place where any gambler can take a
man and deal faro, on condition of pay
ing the proprietor ten per cent, of the
winnings.”
A correspondent of the Providence
Journal attempts to show the origin of
the cant phrase “put a head on him.”
In 1865, ho says, he was corporal of the
first relief on a certain cavalry picket,
and in posting his men heard from the
corporal of the relief tile’ll on post a
queer story, to the effect that the senti
nel on one of the posts, which happen
ed to be near an old grave, had been
horribly perturbed by the appearance
before him in the dead hour of night of
a man on horseback without a head.
To Jones, the man whom the Journal's
corporal correspondent was to station at
this post, the tale was duly told, and
then the correspondent added : “Look
out for the man on horseback without
any head on !” Jones was just firing
up his “ brier-wood” for company, and
replied between whiffs: “Well (puff’),
if a man (puli', puli') on horseback i
back (puli'), without any head on (puli') i
comes around me (puli', puff, puff), I’ll
put a head on him !”
The extent to which labor-saving ma
chines have been introduced into agri
culture, says the Chicago Tribune, we saw
illustrated a day or two ago m Wiscon
sin. A farmer was seated on a reaper,
with gloves on his hands, and with an
umbrella over him, and, with as much
comfort as if driving a buggy, he was
cutting oats, the reaper throwing them
into regular and convenient sheaves for
binding and stacking. We remember
the time when, twenty ye„rs ago, we cut
oats without an umbrella, or gloves, and
let the grain lay where it fell from the
scythe. Yet here was a man with a pair
of hor-es, in comparative comfort, do
ing more in one day than twenty-five
men .could have done by hand twenty
years ago.
A Chinese “Bender.” —A correspon
dent who recently visited the Chinese
shoemakers at North Adams, Mass.,
writes : “ I learned one thing that I do
not remember to have seen in print,
that they are strictly temperate except
on the Ist of January, when they have
a grand drunk. Last January they
were given four days for a spree of this
sort, and they went through it with
magnificent system and success. I
omitted to inquire what their favorite
beverage is, but somebody should find
, it out; for after getting drunk and
, keeping so four days, they come out re
’ Treshejl and invigorated. There is no
! joke about this, for the proprietor said
. that on the day following their enor
mous ’bum' in January they did a larger
, day s work than before or since on a
i single day.
l The account of some of the principal
TjApale ■oisonenMf.ho have attained no
jMMty during the prt^entcentury, which
i* published, u curiously supplemented
By a dispatch, narrating the crimes of a
Miss Edmonds, at Brigham, in Eng
land. Tt seems that she first attempted m
to take the life of a woapin with
husband she had fallen in love, by
use ot poisoned chocolate creams.
attempt was not successful. Then, for
the purpose, it is said, of oovering up -i
her former crime, she distributed iHfe ■
i poisoned confections throughout the .■%
' city, with serious results. Surely me
diieval history is repeating itself about |
| this time in a moat unpleasant manner. -

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