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?r v rfiV rt x . s ri J T "W ssr V v ta tWUMLlw,. JllIM nMWHHH tikis ustiews. BRUCE CHAMP, Publisher. PARIS, KENTUCKY. A RETROSPECT. A pood six years ago it was , .'That first I know Christine, When I was in the Junior class, And she was lust eighteen. Her eses were largo, and brown, and clear, Her hair was golden bright; We met at Narraganeett Pier, And I was gone at sight. I dangled at my charmer's feet, v And dreamt of marriage bells, I furnished sweets unto the sweet In shape of caramels. The likeness that within them lay For me, 1 did not spy, Por "every hour" fresh were they, And so, alas I was I. That summer time of long ago, How fast it slipped away! And I adored her more, I know, With each succeeding day. I had to tell her so, at last. How sweet she looked, and f alrl The little breezes, sweeping past, Were playing with her hair. v I said if she were not my wife 1 knew that I should die: I swore I loved her more than life- And this was her reply: 1 like you, Jack" her-voice was low, Her eyes were downward bent "But, Jack, it wouldn't do, you know; You haven't got a cent!" -Life A MORMON WAY. The circumstances under which we took Janet were a little peculiar, but there seemed to be no help for it. I was ill with neuralgia and the baby cross, and cook had vanished like the Arab "silently stole away" only the articles she took were of more value than the way." Janet presented herself, and looked the treasure tha't we soon found her to be. She had just landed, she said, from the Old Country, and .had heard from an old friend, Mrs. Baker, "that I was in need of a servant, and lost no time in applying for the situation. Of course she had no references, and if there had been smooth sailing at our house I would not have been so rash as to engage her at once. But I did it, and within a month had decided that I had done wisely. Janet on her part made one stipulation, and that was that I keep no other servant. She said she was willing and able to do all the work of the house. She had resolved long ago to never serve in any family where she could not be entirely alone in doing it. It was such an extraordinary event for a person to want extra work that I was surprised but only too willing to accede to her terms in that respect. We lived in a small city about one hundred miles from the seaboard, and "help" was never too plenty. Janet brought up the rear of a long series of incapables who condescended to accept our wages in consideration of their own incapacity, and we did not at first believe in her virtues we called her, between ourselves, the "new broom" but as time wore on she became a treasure in every sense of the word. We came finally to look upon her as the devoted friend of the family. She appeared to have no other object in life than our comfort and well-being. Not tHat she ever said so, or that she was at all demonstrative. She was -far from that in fact, no one could be less so but all her actions went to show it. She was a woman of, I should judge, iorly years of age when she first came .to us. She had been a servant in first-class families in the "Old Country," and had that look of concentration in her face that we so seldom see in the countenances of domestics in America. She told me on first coming that she could neither read or write, which I thought a great pity, but she did not seem to care about it. She said she had more time to see about her proper business than those who were in the habit of reading when they should be working; but, if she could not read, I soon found her memory to be excellent. Having read a cooking recipe to her once, I never had to repeat it, even if it were months before I ordered the article again. If anything: was misplaced in the house, it was Janet who always found it or could remember having seen it. I got in the way of telling her a great deal of our "ins and outs," and quite enjoyed conversing with her about . any little affair I was interested in; and her suggestions and counsel, though never offered unless asked, and then in the most modest and humble way, were often of great value to me. She never intruded on us with any familiarty in consequence of our partiality for her. But she was not an angel by any means, as one might suppose after hearing this account of her. Her temper was often on ,a "high" for days together, and she made it quite uncomfortable for us, as every knowing servant can do. Not by disrespectful words or any inattention to specified orders, but by neglecting the little things that she was so famous for remembering, and by frequently tossing her head and muttering unintelligible phrases. She never broke any dishes m my house, but the way she rattled them about on her "days" made me tremble for my china. When we were awakened in the morning by the shutters banging open, and the windows slammed, and all the hosts of the Chaldeans tramping about in the kitchen, we knew that one of Janet's tantrums was on hand, and you may be sure the children avoided her domains for that day. We were so heartily fond of her that these outbreaks, which in another servant would have been followed by dismissal, we quietly ignored, and accepted the evil along with so much good that its baleful influence was scarcely minded. I early found that to soothe or coax her in any way only made matters worse, and the best remedy I ever hit upon was giving her a little extra work to do. As she was the only servant we kept, we could easilv do that. When my little boy was ill, and gradually faded away from us, Janet's kind sympathy was- untiring. I shall never cease to remember her devotion during those sorrowful times. It was Into her faithful arms I laid him when fatigue and exhaustion compelled me to take rest, and when the last moments of his dear life had passed away it was Janet who sustained my fainting form, and to whose prudence and careT owe my own aafety after a long illness. By these things and a thousand others she endeared "herself to us. and we felt that we could never be parted from her while life lasted. My husband provided for Janet, by will, in case of his death and mine, so that her future was safe; and when we told her of it she did not thank us in words, but showed her gratitude in her own peculiar manner, and I think she did not have another tantrum for a month. Such was the condition of things" at the'beginning, or1 her ninth year of service in our family. She had been with us in joy and in sorrow, had fondled my new-born babes, and had laid in "his little coffin our only son. Her interests and ours seemed identical, and we would just as soon have 'thought of sending one of our own little ones away from us as to part with Janet. Her health was r apparently good. She seemed strong and well; but had she become a helpless invalid her home would have been still with us. She had no relatives in America except a third or fourth cousin, whom she visited on her afternoons out and on Sunday evenings. Her mother in the Old Country diea when Janet had been with us about three years. She seldom heard from her father, and her sisters and brothers all had their own little families, so that it really seemed that her only home was with us. One memorable morning memorable for many a day and year in the calendar of our family history she came into the room while we were at breakfast, and placing some hot cakes at the side of my plate made this remark: "Mrs. St. John, I am afraid, ma'am, these cakes are not so nice as usual, but I hope you will forgive me for all. ' ' It was, a very strange thing for her to say, and Hooked up in surprise. She had a most unusual look in her face. It was a mixture of terror and resolve. It struck me at the time because I had dreamed such an odd dream about her iust before I awoke that ve'ry morning:. I thought she was kneeling to an image of brass and saying, "Oh, spare me! spare me!" in agonizing supplication, and with the very look on her face that I saw now. Thinking of my dream, I looked at her closely, but only said, "There's nothing-amiss with the cakes, Janet," and she left the room. The cakes proved, to be more than usually delicious, and as I rang for more I remarked to Mr. St. John that Janet must have said that to get extra praise for her cooking; and we all smiled, and waited to smile at her. We waited in vain. She did not answer the summons, and after ringing again I stepped into the kitchen to ascertain the 'cause of the delay. Janet was not there, and I could not find her. II called Mr. St. John, and together we went to her bedroom, and from there all over the house, but no Janet Was to be found. All through the day I expected her to walk in at any moment, and busied my mind wondering how on earth she could account for her conduct; but when night came, and no Janet, I grew alarmed, and my husband went out and hunted up'Tier only acquaintance. Mrs. Baker, but she had seen or heard nothing of her since the Sunday previous. Mr. St. John then went to the police station and gave notice of her disappearance. An officer returned with him to the house and another vain search was made. Her trunk and all her clothing and personal effects were in their proper places. Nothing had been removed, apparently. The officer was of the opinion that she had taken a situation more to her liking, and had dreaded'saying anything about it to me, and so took this easv method of making the change. But we scouted the idea. It was simply impossible of belief, knowing Janet as we did. The officer shrugged his shoulders, and no doubt thought us a parcel of fools. After he had retired, Charles said he feared we must come to it sooner or later that the man's theory was right; but I knew better, and would not believe it, though it seemed the only feasible explanation. Nelly, my eldest daughter, remembered to have heard voices in the kitchen the night before, while we were at the opera, but supposed Mrs. Baker was paying Janet a visit as she sometimes did of" an evening. Weeks and months passed away and no tidings came of our dear old servant. We locked her room and allowed no one to enter it, leaving her things exactly as she had left them. This was done by the advice of the police officer for some reason known best to himself. He admitted by this time that Janet could not have taken another situation in the cit", as she would have been found ere this had such been the "case. The story had been noised about a good deal at the time. At last Charles advertised a reward of $1,000 for any information which might lead to her whereabouts, living or dead. A detective came out from Philadelphia to look it up. He exam ined the house from top to bottom, but did not give us any encouragement. He spent more than an hour in Janet's old room, and when he departed he said that if we heard from Rim at all it would be very soon. Charles, thought from something the man said, some word that he dropped, that he had found a clue. But we lost all hope when three weeks had gone by and no message had come. I was thoroughly disheartened anyhow, and my nerves were wrought up to such a pitch that I started at every sound. One evening, just 'five months after Janet's mysterious disappearance, the door-bell rang, and Charles (in the absence of Janet's successor), going to the door, found there the detective officer, .accompanied by another man. My husband showed them into the library, and after an interview of about an hour he came to me to ask me to join them. He was looking very grave, and I saw that he had some news. "Compose yourself, Maria," he said, lor 1 was tremoiing witn nervousness. "I am afraid you will be very much shocked." You may be sure his remark did not tend to compose me; but I accompanied him to the Jibrary, and there, dear reader, -I passed through such a scene of astonishment, indignation and sorrow as I hope to be spared again. Many years have passed since that hour, but I can this moment recall vividly the painful-sensations I experienced that evening in the library For Janet, whom we loved and whom we trusted so implicitly, was, during all .the years she was in our home, the paid spy of a secret society. She was an educated woman,, and imposing upon us by her affectation of ignorance, liad free access to all our letters, papers and correspondence. She had placed, or caused to be placed, a wire from her room to our family sitting-room, and by that means could put herself in possession of all our private conversation. This was long before the introduction of the telephone to th world, but the principles had been used by that society for years. The detective, Mr. Jenks, said that the discovery of one end of the wire, from which the receiver had been evidently suddenly removed, was the clue he found. He had known of that society having used wires in that way before. I was very seldom in Janet's room, and we suppose that some of her belongings were used to conceal the arrangement. The other end of the wire in the sitting-room was adjusted in a ventilating flue out of immediate sight. The man who accompanied Mr. Jenks belonged to the society, but had been induced to betraj' its secrets up to a certain limit for a consideration. Why they needed a spy in our family, or wh"at benefit they derived from it, the man did not know or would not tell, and we have never since ascertained. He said there were hundreds of spies in every large city at the bidding of the society. We could learn nothing from him of the name and nature of the objects of the association. He would answer no questions which did not bear directly on the disappear- ance of our old servant. Charles in- quired where Janet was now, and after some hesitation the man said she was sent to London and placed in the house- hold of a nobleman. Just as he was leaving beseemed to be touched by my evident sorrow, and volunteered the information that Janet was greatly distressed at being obliged to leave us, and had besought in vain to be spared the necessity, but she was altogether too useful a tool to be left at any place one moment longer than the demands of the society required The man evidently knew all about the whole affair, and we were compelled to believe his story by the proofs that he gave. We have never seen him since, nor do we know his name nor his place of residence. And we do not even know whether Mrs. Baker was in the plot. She had left the city some time before the denouement. A few years later, while traveling in England, we saw Janet for one instant ' in a carriage as it whirled past our own. common muzzle-loading guns, and wheix Swift as was the recognition I saw that we massed ourselves together we could it was mutual, and though I experienced see that they were coming the old of sorrow, I was glad to notice dian dodge on us, circling around, com-that she looked conscience-stricken. ing nearer and nearer, firing arrows at Recent public events have given name us, but, as the3r got closer, waiting the and shape to our theories of the case, i time when we should fire into- them, and I give it for what it is worth in the when they would dash, down upon us title to my true stoiw. Belinda Blen- ! Iieim, in The Continent. The Island of Ischia. Ischia, known to the ancients as Pithecusa and JEnaria, is an island of Italy situated at the north entrance to the bay of Naples. Its circumference is nineteen miles and its area twenty-six. The extinct Volcano Monte Epomeo rises to a height of 2,600 feet nearly in the center of the island, and the whole surface slopes from, the summit to the sea. In 1302 a formidable eruption of Monte Epomeo desolated the. island at a time wnen Vesuvius was quiet, but since that date Ischia's verdure has never been destroyed. The soil is very fertile, and produces rich harvests of corn, figs, grapes, olives, and mulberries, while groves of oak and chestnut trees and thickets of myrtle and arbutus skirt the .mountain sides and line the roads. Iron and sulphur are found in various parts of the island, and the manufacture ol bricks, tiles, and pottery is carried on to some extent. But the great source of wealth are the thermal springs, which are considered the best in Europe. Casamiceiola is the headquarters of the water, hot air and sand baths, but Lacco is also popular in the season, which lasts nominally from June till September, but such is the fame of the island for its salubrity and beauty that a stream of visitors i3 allured to the place all the year through. From the most ancient times the baths oi the island have been famous, and it has been said, if a disease be curable, the water of some one of the springs there will effect a radical restoration. The people are chiefly engaged in tilling the soil and fishing. The chief town, Ischia, containing 6,500 inhabitants, is the seat of the bishop, and contains an old castle dating from the fifteenth century. The other towns are Fario, 6,100, Lacco, Panza, and Moropano. This portion of Europe has frequently suffered from terrible earthquake shocks eruptions of lava, showers of ashes, and rising and sinkings of earth. Islands and capes have appeared and disappeared with each succeeding convulsion of nature, but such is the happy-go-luck nature of the people that they never suffer much anticipation or retrospection so long as the wants of the day are supplied. The numbers slain will soon be replaced by others, as ever since the Greeks first settled the place it has not lacked a population. Thejr rude and simple methods of agriculture require but little capital, the fisher's stock will soon be replaced, and in a few years all traces of the ruin will be swept away oi covered by the luxuriant growth of vegetation which in that climate soon covers everything with its mantle of living green. Chicago News. There lies in the State House rotunda at Columbus, O., a piece oi half-rotten oak log, about six feet long, in the center of which stands a still more rotton piece of hickory-elm tree, m )re than . foot in diameter and about two feet high, on which is a card bearing the inscription: "Flagstaff of 1793. Erected by General Anthony Wayne at Fort Recovery, Ohio, where General St. Clair was defeated in 1791." The upright pole was mortised into the log, which was buried in the ground. It was found eight or nine feet under ground while digging a well on the sue of the old fort, in 1876, and brought to Columbus a few days since to be placed in the Relic Room. Cleveland Leader. Gottlieb Zorn's wife was mowing in a field at Newdrop, L. I., the other day, when her husband was prostrated by sunstroke. She picked hitp up", put him on-her back, and carried him into the house. When he became better sh finished mowing the field. Indian Tactics, ' Gen. Hatch the well-known Indian said to a St. Louis reporter, "The finest Indian fighter in the army is George Crook. Now, he is an Indian fighter, and there never was abetter one. What are the qualifications of an Indian fighter? Well, I'll tell you: Pluck and endurance. He's got to know how to starve. A white man can starve an Indian every time. He can out last him in everything. It is the man 'who can starve, who can do without meat and drink, that can fight Indians. Take that country that Crook's been over. The lava beds that were made famous during the Modoc campaign are lawns compared to it. The Apaches were in a country that the word rough doesn't give a faint idea of. It is nothing but craters, the crests of which are on porphyry. Now, there's nothing so easy as to stick a gun through a crevice in the prophyry and fire away at anybody of men that is approaching. I crossed over the crest of one of those craters once, and closed in with a body of Indians two thousand feet below. No, Crook took things easy. He went along slowly and rested at places with the idea of taking the Indians in without fighting, and he accomplished it. He had a great many of my old scouts with him. It's a mistaken idea that Indians are treacherous. They are soldiers born soldiers, and are loyal to whoever thev fight for. When the In dians enlist with you they'll fight for you to the death. Ive seen them kill , their own people, not because the' had any bitter feelings for them, but because they were on my side. When their six months are out, though, then look out they are vritli you no longer." Asked about Indian tactics, the general said: "They do not scatter and fight individually, as is generally suppose. They fight like soldiers, in a body, under a commander, and are military in every sense. They advance and retire, excute flank movements, and are up in all the evolutions. I'll neyer forget," said the fenerai, witn a laugn, "wnen inaaa andful of soldiers with me, just after the war, in Texas I believe it was in 1866. A large body of Indians came down on us, and from the appearance of things it was all up with us. We were armed with magazine guns Spencer rifles, which the Indians had never seen or heard of. They had tho before we could reload. I knew what their tactics were, and I waited the result with the greatest enjoyment. Whei they got close up I gave my men word to fire, and bang went the ritles. Then the Indians came at us as swift as their horses could carry them. I knew they were unconscious of the fact that we had nine loads in each gun, and when at the word my boys fired again they were thunderstricken. They were still on the charge when we plunged into them again. At every fire their men dropped. Then, when we fired into them again without moving our rifles, they turned and ran and we put after them, still firing. Well, you never saw anything like the demoralization among them. They must have thought the devil was after them. We chased them as far as we could, but they were too fast for us and we gave it up. But to return to Crook's Indians: In the fall of 1876 the Chiricahua and Hot Springs Indians went on the war-path. I followed them into the country, and, after a big fight, defeated them. The next year the same Indians broke out again, and we whipped them once more. They have been fighting about once a year since. Every year we kill so many, and a process of extermination goes on which will finally wipe them out. They'll fight again, and their number will be again lessened. You can't prevent them, from fighting, and the only thing you can do with them is to Wipe them out. - Gondolas and Gondoliers. The gondola is a prettily-built boat. Its sharp, slender prow and stern rise quite out of the water. The prow is armed with a broad, bright steel, a sort of monogram, representing the ancient battle-ax, boarding-pike and arrowheads. Gondolas are always painted black. This for centuries has been the fashion. For the origin of it there are several plausible traditions. Even the little cabin in the middle of the boat is draped in jet black. Sometimes,, however, this sombre covering gives place to a white linen awning. Here, low down in the boat, with comfortable seats and backs, four persons can sit and ride luxuriously. Families, who in other cities are able to keep their carriages and coachmen, here keep their gondola and gondoliers. Ladies go shopping and visiting and to church in their gondola. The gondoliers are the healthiest and best phTsieally developed men in Venice. They handle their boats with incredible dexterity. Sometimes when several gondolas are crowding together in a narrow street, and we are sure of a collision, our boats slip through without even touching, and at another time will round a corner within an inch of the wall. The gondolier always propels ahd steers by strokes on one side of the boat. His full dress consists of linen pants and blouse, with a broad sailor collar, and a long sash of red or blue cloth hanging from the right side of his waist. He stands in an easy attitude, bending to his thin oar, the blade of which when feathered with his skillful touch causes the boat to obey like the well-trained horse at the slightest motion of the reins. Very gallant is the sight of a gondola darting along the Grand canal, with its prow and brazen mountings glancing in the sunlight. There are larger and more homely boats used for transportation. A gondola with one gondolier can be hired for all day for five liras, or 1.20. Venice Cor. Troy (N. Y) Times. -The following is a literal transcript of a sign on a Pennsvlvania villas store: 'tTea and Taters, Sugar and Shingles, Brickdustand Lasses, Whisky, Tar and other Drugs. Press Some Causes of Animal Diseases. This is a strange world in the sense that though we are living in it, yet we know .very little about it. Causes of disease, for instance, -are often so different from what we guess, that we are wholly at sea in preparing and applying remedies. Here are some pertinent thoughts from the Qermantown Telegraph.: It was formerly a general belief, especially among farmers, that many diseases, such as slobbering of the horse staggers in sheep, and many diseases ii. cattle, were produced by certain weeds or herbage in the food, especially the pastures they consumed. It may be that in some cases it is so, and in fact we are quite confident that slobbers are caused by certain weeds in August pastures, if not by some of the early Autum grasses. Still, with the progress of discovery it has been found that plants are notj nearly so much to blame as we at one time supposed. It' was for instance once an almost universal belief that the Texan cattle fever was brought about by some small fungoid vegetation which existed in the prairies; but a commission appointed by the Department of Agriculture, ent to Texas and reported that there was nothing whatever to warrant the popular belief. So with the stagers in sheep, which so often proves a fatal disease, and subjects sheep raisers to great loss. It was common to attribute it to plants, and which was called by the sheep breeders stagger bush on this accomit. Besides this, various other plants in other sections have been supposed to produce the same disease. But now it is known very clearly that no plant has anything to do with it, but that it results from a small wormy parasite, which after developing in its early stages in the stomach of the animal, works its way to the head and feeds on the sheep's braids. All this is well known now, but it is not so well known how these parasites are produced, and are scattered about so as to be introduced into places which were once free from it. The clue was furnished some few years ago in the case of trichinae in pork. It was found that a parasite often found a home in the flesh of the hog, and fearful results followed on the human frame in many cases. There was no doubt but the same insect could be communicated from the animals eaten to the human system. But subsequent experiments proved without the slightest doubt that high heat totally destroyed the enemy, and that therefore meat that was thoroughly cooked was innocuous. Since then it has been placed beyond question that some other fearful parasites that once in a while infest the human system, come from imperfectly cooked beef. Raw beef cures have been popular with some empirical mendicants, and the parasites which followed have been a matter of calculation with no doubt as to the origin. The great question has been how these troublesome things first get into these animals. Some time ago, in some anatomical lecture in this city, Dr. Joseph Leidy, who probably stands at the head of this branch of science in this country, gave it as a result of his own personal researches, that the animals which .eat raw meat cats, dogs, etc. take in the eggs with the raw meat they eat, which pass through their system unchanged, and that then the eggs become scattered eventually among the herbage, and again are taken into the system of herbivorous, animals; and in this way plants are often blamed for results which really are in no way connected with them. Dr. L. is strongly of opinion that where flocks and herds are followed as a business, no herbivorous animal that may be connected with the establishment should be fed on raw food, but that the meat they eat should be as well cooked for them as for human beings. How far these views may be true oi not, we are unable to say; but as the results of the studies of one of the best scientists and most thoughtful men ol the day, they are worthy of respect. These diseases are very troublesome when they once get into a lot of cattle, and any simple thing which does not take much time or moner to attend to, is usually well worth observing. Kansas Farhier. To Get Rid of Rats. I lived twenty years in an old country house, and on three separate occasions I had an invasion of rats not; a single rat, but a colony each time. The first time and the first notice of them was a flutter in the pigeon loft, and on going to see I found eight rats in full pursuit. I got steel traps, etc., and caught several, but no diminution was perceptible, there was such a quantity about the place. I then tried the following experiment: I got got a box trap, and after a deal of trouble and patience, caught a rat, and getting hia tail under the door, tied a string to it, then pulled him out, and shaking him till he hung quietly head down, I caught him with my finger and thumb t the back of the neck and cut off the string. I .next painted him all over with gas tar, except the head, which must not be touched. This is essential. When 1 had put as much tar upon him as I could get to. stick, I took him to his hole and let him run in, and saw no more of either him or his companions for that time, till a fresh colony came some years after, which was banished the same way. Care must be taken not to hurt him, and if tar gets on his eyes, mouth or nose, you must kill him and get another, as he must be able to run through all the holes in the house. Cor. Cincinnati Times. Competent judges, taking department reports to the Government as a basis, estimate the value of domestic animals annually destroyed by wolves in European Russia at 15.000,000 or about $12,000,000. To this great sum must be adaed the value of wild animals which the wolves kill, the reindeer in Siberia alone representing a high figure. The annual loss of human life is never accurately known, but in 1875 the police reported 161 persons killed by wolves. John Burroughs calls Herbert Spencur "the intellectual' clearinghouse" of the nineteenth century. It is a beautiful idea. By another evolution he might be called the mind's produce exchange, or the benclTshow of thought N. O. Picayune. PERSONAL AND LuTERSONAL. The mother of Professor Foster, of Middlebury College, Vermont, fell down stairs recently, killing herself instantly. She was sixty-seven years old. Capt. Webb's first exploit in the water was to save the life of a younger member of his family. His last was3 to fling away his own. Buffalo (N. Y.) Express. Miss Primeo, the famous rider, has abandoned her profession on account of failing health, and will hereafter reside with her mother in Greeley Col. Chicago News. William Mackay the Nevada bonanza man, according to a London paper, has an average income of 9,000,000 a year, and the mines from which he derives his wealth give no of becoming exhausted. The remains of George Whitefield, the eminent divine, lie buried beneath the pulpit of the old Presbyterian Church at Newburyport, Mass. r The tomb was visited recently by his grand-niece, Mrs. Walsh, of Savannah, Ga. Eugene Chap'ontop, who was once a great attraction in Barnum's show, where he toyed with a 275 pound dumbbell, and held a 175 pound man out at arm's length, the man standing on his hand, is now cook in a Syracuse (N. Y.) hotel. Senator Jones, of Florida, a native of Ireland, who recently returned from a visit to his birth-place, said to a reporter: "While I enjoyed my visit to the old country I could not live there again. That is the country of the past this is the country of the future." N. Y. Graphic. Chester A. Arthur was quietly married to Miss Lucy Contestor in Darlington, Ind. T., the other day. The gift of the groom to the bride was a handsome pony ornamented with a saddle and bridle. It may be necessary to add that the happy couple . are young Indians of the Cheyenne tribe. Chicago Inter Ocean. Mr. John Holland, wh. it is claimed, celeOreted his 102d birthday the 15th of Ju?r. last, has just ttade the journey from Bentonsport, la., to Nashua,- N H , "ntending to spend the remaining jesfa of his life in the latter place with a married daughter. He stood the fatigue well, and on the evening of his arrival joined in a merry dance with his grandchildren and friends. Chicago Tribune. Thomas A. Edison, the electrioan, said the other day: "I have given up inventing and experimenting. I am a business man now, devoted to making inventions pay. It requires jvsfi as much ingenuity to make money Tufc of an invention as to make the invention. I am a contractor, and I like the work. I have sold out my interest in the electric locomotive, and do not want to see the inside of a laboratory." N. Y? J?erald. The oldest business man in Connecticut is Col. George L. Perkins, of Norwich, who is in his ninety-fifth year, and is Treasurer of the Norwich & Worcester Railroad Company. "His recent order to ticket agents concerning the trade-dollars, read as follows. "The trade-dollar, so-called, is generally refused in payment, and you will please not receive them. They were intended for China, and it is inexpedient to delay their departure for the place of destination." "A LITTLE NONSENSE." People say that the breakers along the Atlantic coast are not so high as they used to be. It is very pleasant to know that an'thing at the seaside resorts is lower than in former seasons. Detroit Post. "I know," said a little girl to her elder sister's young man at the supper-table, "that you will join our society for the protection of little birds, because mamma says you are very fond of larks. ' ' Detroit Post. "He cometh not," said , she, and she was quite right; he didn't arrive. His intentions 'were all right, but they failed to successfuly combat the bulldog that was screened in the moon-kissed shrubbery. N. Y. Journal. The old gentleman who got tripped up while trying to cross the ball-room remarked, as ne slowly crawled to a perpendicular, that it was always pleasant to be thrown in the company of young people. Boston Transcript. One evening, at a dinner, General Butler was entertaining the company with a long and, as he supposed new story, but really one which lacked tho qnality of freshness. When the "point" finally came the members of the party laughed, of course. At the foot of the table was a fat, old gentleman, who appeared immensely tickled, and as he struggled with emotions, ha gasped: "I always did enjoy that story." Boston Herald. " Whut makes yer ack dat way?" asked old Nelson of his wife, as she turned and looked at a woman who passed along the street. "I wanstersee whut she's got on," the woman replied. "Now ain't dat a tine trick? Wanster see whut she's got on. Doan think dat she's got any ob yerse'f's clothes, does yer? Think dat she's been stealin' fiomethin', I reckin. Come on heah, now, an' quit er tryin' ter ack like a white 'oman." Arkansaw Traveler. . Heavy tragedian at a railroad hotel "Prithee, landlord, dwells there within the precincts of this hamlet a machinist?" Landlord "A machinist? Yes, sir." Tragedian "Then take to him this bird of many springs. Bid him wrench asunder these iron limbs, ctftl then, for our regalement, to chisel slices from its unyielding bosom, for we would dine anon. And pray you, do it quick ly. Yon peas you need not carry, for those, with dext'rous management, we can swallow whole. Away!" Life. ' Little Paul sat with his father in the baggage car, and with open-eyed wonder silently took in everything they saw. Suddenly .he exclaimed: "Oh, papa! There's a big ax up there on the wall. What do they use it for?" Glancing up from his newspaper, the fond father replied: "it is used.by the company, my son.when they want to cut down the conductor's salary." Pa"1 saitl "0,n and then wondered if the salary was tne same kind his pa always bought when they had turkey for dinner s Trqvellers Magazine, i.