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VOL. XII.
if)' s]VEirrm:.\i!T-~A /m/mdo.v.
Sivy, leu. \ ,iu s i-n nit wrothrntt r
sot Tli.-ii your eves li.no miss.-1
‘'neoftli fultest faces
l hat o'er tin- mi.iltKlil kissc.i.
Hit ous are w,■ 51 s ..f love-leon.
Iter lips aIV ( upiil's how;
Hit smilo is like a siiuln-afi;
I lor brow like driven sao.i ;
tier loots a crown of glory;
Her i-iit'vk mi p issiii;i lair
Thai zephyrs. as they I.au u,
Dolinin in Incjcr tlu-ic.
vli know y.-n not my sweetlicnt
Dfivrt-r to mi- than 1 iV?
Im-!ln your car. I'll to-1 yon:
Mi sweetheart is mu trh. .
- y. >. s,union riw.s.j
SIGNS Ob' Sl‘RL\<;.
Potato hugs arc hnddinsr out.
W c sev Hu? hopper's li ful glaum.
Amt now the cm- au.t toothsome trout I
Cavorts w thin tin- native stream:
Ami now tin. I) itobiril chants a lay
Atnl n.liliins twiner in the tiers
The bullfrog's murmur's, all the day.
Come (loanin' on ilie balmy breeze; '
The ground-hog issues from his i ole
And browse on 111 - corn, . oor thing -
Those omens to the pool’s soul
aro harbingers of ear v spiiie’.
—SI Lovh ,/oi/ca#/.
MISS BERTHA'S VALENTINE.
Harper's Bazaar.
Every body said that Miss Bertha
was very much alone in the world, won
dered what on earth she would do if her
eyes and health should fail her, and
pitied her in that easy-going way which
subtracts nothing from the pocket, hut
leaves a residue of self-satisfaction in
the conscience, while they paid as little
for her services as they could help.
But Miss Bertha never grumbled; she
put as many stitches and us much eye
sight into the line sewing as if she had
been paid a ducat for every stitch. 1 1 j
was her way never to slight any thing. |
But sewing was not the only occupation !
in which site excelled. If any poor
struggling mother with little children;
toddling about her fell ill. Miss Bertha !
quilted her needle into her cushion and
stepped into the breach; when watch-]
ers failed, Miss Bertha came to the l
front; and when tin 1 small-pox visited
the little sea-port of Great Herrington,!
it was she who went about from house:
to House, giving draughts and doses,'
comforting the dying, and making the]
last ghastly toilette for the dead.
“What does it niatu-v t<> mo’'’ sin
said, when someone expostulated tit the
risk “There's nolio,ly in the wide
world to mind whether I live or die.
I’m the light of nobody’s eyes, and as
for disfigurement—law! 1 left oll'caring
for my good looks, such as they were,
twenty years ago. Time was when 1
should have been as beared as any of I
you about being marked and losing my
complexion, hut it doesn’t signily in the
least now. If I were ugly as a night
mare, folks would give me their sewing
to do just the same, 1 suppose.”
“Oh, but I should hate to be so dis
figured that Sam wouldn’t like to look
at me!” said Sue Blair, all pink and
white, and eighteen, with the world be
fore her.
“I dare say; hut there’s no Sam to
rare whether I’m a fright or not;” and
Miss Bertna drew in her breath with a
quick gasp, as if the fact hurt her.
“ You don’t know, Miss Bertha,”
laughed giddy Sue; “ your Sam may he
on the road to you.”
“ \ precious long road.”
“ Why, Aunt. Janet was as old as the |
hills before she married Uncle Arte-]
mas, and I’arson Cliapell’s second wife
was no chicken. Every body has
liiinces, they say.”
"Yes, 1 suppose every body has]
chances; hut some of them are mighty!
small —hardly worth calculating,” she
returned.
Miss Bertha, to be sure, never accept-,
ed anything hut thanks for these ser
vices in the sick-room; indeed, few
dreamed of offering any remuneration, i
i >tio might have supposed that the uni
verse had provided her for their benefit,,
along with seed-time and harvest, the
common air, and other f*-nmon bles
-ings fur which nobody was expected to
render any return other than to make
use of them. Her neighbors staid at
'tome, stilling with burned brimstone
and ti camphorated atmosphere, and
yet caught the infection, while she
walked abroad in the thick of it, shirk
ing nothing, and came out, like those
hold men from the fiery furnace, un
scathed, yet more or less reduced in
finances. She was a cheerful body, and
doubtless sent to carry warmth and
healing into the sick-room. But poor
Miss Bertha had not always been old
and useful and thoughtful fir others.
“You must have been pretty once.”
that heedless chatterer Sue Blair had
said to her one day.
“ What make- you think so?” asked
Bertha, lifting her faded eyes to the
mirror. “It is like tracing the exist
ence of the extinct megatherium from
a foot print in the rock.”
But Sue -poke truly. Bertha had
been fair in her day: the hair that was
white as new-fallen snow had once been
brown and bonny; the eyes, which to
day were sunken and pale, had looked
out like lucent beryls from under dark
lashes; time and toil and trouble had
robbed the satin skin of its fine texture,
and seamed it with many a line: little
of youth remained to her hut a heart
alive to generous imnulses, and the col
or that still burned in her cheeks in
MINERAL POINT, WIS., FRIDAY, MARCH 8, 1878.
spite of the frosts of her forty-odd win
ters. Yes. Miss Bertha had had her
heyday. Miss Johnson, the .-quire's
daughter, who lived in tin- lineal house
in Great Herrington, a ioT ‘silks
that coulil stand alone and
reaching to her heels, who ate otf
French ehina every day. and who had
never known what it was to sutler from
hunger; cold, or fatigue; who had never
had a sorrow or a lover --even she
might have envied poor Miss Bertha
those haleyon days when Angus Aiken
loved her. when they walked together
in the moonlit gardens in their English
home, and sat beside the fountains, and
listened to tin' silvery monotone, like
some sad and gentle voiee complaining.
No doubt Miss Johnson would have bar
tered all her dry goods and imported
finery for an experience as rich as this
of her elderly seamstress, about whom
no romance seemed to linger. To he
sure, every body in Great Herrington
knew that after the visitation of the
small-pox Parson Ghapell had invited
Miss Bertha to share his temporal bles
sings, which consisted of a small salary
and four mischievous boys with torn
jackets and dirty faces.
“The- parson wanted a housekeeper,"
the neighbors agreed, “Of course a
n an of his age don't fall in love like a
boy—with an old maid too! Seems as
though she must have thought he’d a k
again—with a house all carpeted from
garret to cellar, and the gentry in his
gales, so to speak! I wonder what
Miss Itertha expects at her time of
life too —when oilers of n aren't
as plenty as wrinkles."
Hut Miss Itertha expected nothing.
There was that in her history which -he
would not exchange for the kiicv ve
of the earth and the glory thereof, tin
dust of twenty years had m no wise tar
nished tin'brightness of it. She had
her anniversaries which no one reckon
ed but herself; delicious anniversaries
of half-guessed happine- s; days full o!
sunshine and the music < if the spheres:
dark and cruel days, when tire clouds
that threatened showed no silver lin
ings. On such a morning, so main
years ago, Angus and she had gone out
to gather spring (lowers, and the wood
had been full of spicy odors, and the
pale blood root was waiting for them, it
petals nil on tiptoe; at such another
dav they hsu-„„,i j 0 tlic- nightingale’s
tinting, w hile the stars stole bin .... jf to
listen with them, and the new mom. I
) ung a golden bow low in the heavens, I
and she had asked, “Do yon never
wish by the new moon, Angus?’|
“Never," he had answered; “hut l!
shall to-night; I shall wish that yon!
may love me forever and ever." And .
then ho had kissed her, and "thenight-1
ingales kept fluting.'’ There was that
day in June which should have been;
their wedding day; and the time when I
he kissed her last, under the golden la
burnum-tree; and then that dreadful
morning when her father came home,
black as a thunder-cloud, and swore she
should never marry the son of the man
who had ruined him, who had robbed
him of the invention into the perfection
of which he had put all his money, his 1
hopes, and his energies for years. Ber
tha had refused to renounce her lover I
on account of his, father’s wrong; (here!
had followed a scene; then her father
had seemed to soften, and had traveled
to Ixmdon with her to talk the matter!
over with a lawyer. She had been glad
enough to go, for was not Angus some
where in the great throng of London at
his work? would she not he sure to meet
him? But the day after they reached the
hig noisy city her father had taken her
out and on hoard a ship, sight-seeing;
and suddenly, while she look's] and lis
tened and wondered and talked with
the captain —who was in the secret
suddenly the shore, Hie masts, the stee
ples. began to recede, and they were
standing out to sea, hound for America.
Oh, what a long and hateful voyage it
was! how she longed for the sight of
Angus, to say just one parting word, to
tell him it was no fault of hers, and she
should love him forever and ever! What
terrible days they were which carried
her farther and farther from England!
The line weather seemed wasted with
out Angus. When storms hore down
upon them she only shivered at the
thought of dying apart from him. But
as they drew near the New World, her
father, we akened by a long and useless
struggle with fortui e, and broken utter
ly hy this " nnkindest cut." gave up the
contest and lay down to die.
“ Promise me, Bertha,” he begged
“promise that you will never write to
that man’s son, that you will hide your
self from him. Promise me. or 1 shall
not rest in my -.rave. Promise, child,
and 1 shall die easy, w illingly. I'm yon
refuse this last request?” \rd amidst
gri<T and distraction, poor Bertha prom
ised. And she had kept her promise
for twenty years and better. Never one
word fir Angus had crossed the water
to tell him whether she lived or died,
though longing thoughts and wishes!
went out to him on every wind than
blew, though night after night her pillow
was wet witii hitter tears, though he;
had never been out of her mind, wak
ing or sleeping. At fir-l she had com
forted herself with the belief that lie
would find her out himself; but as time
passed, this hope faded and died, and
was given decent burial. How should
he know that she had proved true, that
she nad loved him on and on? Why
should he not suppose tint .-he had left
him on her own choice he. mv she
scorned the son of Ids father? Nq doubt
he had taught himself ta unlove her,
had almost forgotten the old fondness,
the old hurt; had married some good
woman, and was happy hy his u \vn tire
side with hi> children, flu- hoped he
was happy; as for that good woman,
she Hid not (cure to think ot her over
much, But daily site pictured him in
the midst of his faintly-nicttired him
young and handsome, wilt the color in
his smooth cheek, the b-,tn shade in
his waving hair, the spartlo in his eyes,
forgetting that twenty ye;is had robbed
him of youth and its hearty.
When her father died there had not
been enough money left in the purse to
take her home to England, though Gap
lain Seymour would gladly have carried
her back without it if site would have !
taken him for better r worse. After-i
ward she bad parted with her trinkets j
on< in one for her dail; bread, till she ;
could earn with all hit the shining!
ring that Angus had jivcu her, and I
which was now worn qu.to thin, though ;
the odd legend engrave* within was vet
plainly legible.
“ 'hough he snsk tl'l In he jam,
I.nv e will ti ml em |iie \ nv."
But in all these twenty years she had
never saved enough front her iteeessi.ies
to pay her homeward piSsage. If per
•■■bailee she gut a I’mv ddlars ahead,
some poor soul's grealern <ed appealed
to her: and it was nov fifteen years
since she had gravitated (■> Great Her
rington and east anchor l>nl no one in
all the place dreamed tint romance had
ever touched mi plain aul old and com
in in-plaee a I’ody as Mis Bertha, who
was doubtless made to s-yv, to lend tin
sick, and s|jr gruels aid broths and
mustard pla-ders, leavin; tin l poetry of!
life lor her young neighbors She had I
been nut, toward the D-t of January, i
watching till night, and \; she stepped :
into tin* Iro-ty air, and berttn In remem
ber that she yv,is hungry and drowsy, j
she suddenly menu n tern Dr. March i
coming round a cornet'.
“ Speak of angels and you hear their i
yvings,’ said he. "I yy.ts thinking of;
you. Miss Bertha, (his wry ;> innle.'
" 1 Mn'l turn my head,doert."
N\ ell. yon.see. the bag \hhy .late- 1
came in t.|,( week. Sin's,: whaler ;
been oil’ the-i years. Most of the ;
crew li.l.ing tn Gr.-i.y He Region, and
the ,1 -nee take it |l the,, (li llow „
with the slnp-fi ver; eanieasli;,,, |IS well
as yon are 100. \’m\ dn. ''ntner is,
some have families to look nfier them,
and some hav* n’t; and all the penile
are as seared as they yyet e in the small
pox panic, and nurses can’t he found
for love or money at least not enough.
I’ve been up myself these Ivo nights
yvith one poor fellow, who’s vild tts a
hawk, and I'm ready to dnp, not to
speak of my other patients, aid 1 can’t
find any body willing to lookifterhim;
and 1 didn't know 1 thought o myself,
‘ There's Miss Bertha, she’s thwy.s ready
to do a good turn, and she jin’ afraid of
man, the devil, or the smul-pix—’ ”
“ And so you’d like me to goto him ?”
•‘EzXticily. He'll die if you dout't.
It’s missionary work, Mil Bertha. 1
don’t know i the man kata sou to pay
a nurse.”
“ 1 don't yvant any mom!, if he has,”
said she.
“That’s lucky. Gome bine with me
and drink a cup of Mrs. torch's codec,
and then I’ll take you tot) Herrington
Arms. There’s where m patient put
up when In* came ashore. Looks as if
he’d no kith or kin in tlnplace, and 1
don't icmcmber his fa.ee iiliese parts,”
“ Boor fellow! poor ffii-v'” Miss
Bertha had forgotten thatho had hecn
up over tiiglil and was link r astless.
“ I thought, to ho sure,'site mused,
during the next night vigils “ |
thought, to be sure, hiwas a young
man; but he is grayer tin ( am. I
yvondcr if liis \yife is lining for him
home soon. He isn’t witln r-healen
like a sailor: his hands a white and
soft and yvell kept, like gentleman's,
1 don’t believe he ever hu and the ropes !
before this voyage. Leaps lie is re
duced in circumstances, til w ent whal
ing to seek his fortune, yvondcr if lie
will die." But the diseali-fl her little
time fur idle rellecliorund surmises,
the services of thedoctoend the occa
sional assistance of thother nurses
whose patients were eonweing, being
all tin- relief afforded h One night,
as she moved ah ml the loin, coaxing
tin* the into a glow, sting the gruel
in the porringer, pouriuhe wine, dis
charging the ninety-amine little du
ties of (he sick-room, it;tiled to her
that the patient follow her with his
eyi - curiously ihosijreal hollow, (
darkling eyes, full of sajuesiioning.
“ Du you want to aske any tiling?” ■
she said, pausing besides pillow, and
meeting the ga/.e.
“ i’erhaps,” In- falter- “ perhaps— (
you could tell me— wh- I am—and '
how—l came here? .’ 1 awake—or
dreaming?"
** You are in the tovof flreat Her*’
rington, at the Jlerrirm Arms," she
answered him. " Vohave been ill
with ship-fever. Vocume in the
whaler Abby Jane, Dr. m b tells me, j
which had picked yod the wreck of
the Atlas, bound for -Nhj’ork—yon and
others. You have he very ill, and
you must not talk.”
"And you have ml my life, i.
heard the doctor say ibis morning.*’ l
1 “ Hush, hush; that's only the doctor's
I palaver."
Mi-- Bertha, I'm afraid you've won
| that poor 1c 1 low s heart that von've been
taking care ol at the I lernngton \rms,”
said Dr. March, drop; ing in a week or
so alter he had ordered her home to
lake care of herself, ie-i lie should have
another patient on his hands. " lloh
been pmnning medry ahon; yon: wants
to know why yon never married. I told
lorn because nobody asked yon hut
I'arson Ghapell, and he was too hig a
I'ill i ;*
" That’s because yon didn't prescribe
him," said M;ss Bertha.
Just then Sue Blair put her rosy head
in at the door.
" Have yon smoked out, Miss Bertha?'
said she. "Is it quite safe for me to
come in? I've sneh a lovely valentine
from Sam, of course that 1 must
; show you, even if 1 eateh the lever. It's
St. Valentine's Day, you know, Did you
j ever have a valentine, Miss Bertha?"
"Once ages nearer the beginning."
"Oh, hy-the-way,” put in Dr. March,
“here’s something for you that I took
from the mad as 1 came along. It’s a
wonder I remembered it. Perhaps it’s
a valentine loo; it has a blue stamp.
Who know < ?”
“ IVrhnps so," laughed Miss Bert hr.,
opening, and reading
Tlio gli In l M-i-k 1(11 In' In' lain,
1 .‘ivi' will lUiit out Ilie wan .
' A s.ii-s An,: v
‘ II niuiNiif.is \uvi"
' \\ hy, w hat does it mean ?" she cried,
rising and dn-hing strangely, " Who
: eonld have been so cruel ? \\ ho could
know? Who
"My dear child," said Dr. March,
" w ho could k’tow whatVnv.ns A ikcn
is the name of inn patient at the 11, r
i ington Arne. Didn’t 1 tell yon that
>mi hail w m In- heart ? It- \ alen
line indeed!"
“ Just to thinksaid the second Mrs,
Ghapell “just to think of Mi-- Bertha
marrying at her lime of life! A bo's
going (ii do our owing now ? Wonders
never will cease. And to mini, that it
was an old all'.vir o( twenty years stand
ing’ And they sty he' been Iroin Dan
in Beersheha I ' hud her, and has more
money than he knows what to do with."
Line i. ruling n,,
A hi idnl coup], . witll more si vie
id'out them than a gras* widow, honor
ed tlm Indiana House with their pres
cnee two or three days during the past
week. I’hey gave the dining-room a
mighty tony look hy marching in m
meal time arrayed in th, ir new clothes,
with while gloves on, and when old
man Hyman first saw them betook one
square look, and then set down his cof
fee-pot and went nut into the kitchen
and laughed until Ids eye-hulls fell
pointed. In that supreme ‘moment he
felt that he was paid ton times over with
compound interest for all (he trials,
vexations and unpaid hoard hills en
countered in his exper.ence since he
left (lie old farm.
When the dining-room girl g.g her
face straight enough to get behind their
chairs and say :
“ Roast beef, roast pork, lamb, chick
en or ilsh 1” the bridegroom said,
“ Chicken and fish; ’ hut the bride,
with the characteristic pn Hence of mind'
for which her sex has ever been noted,
interposed
"l>. no, ducky dear, w.- can’t take
any o that; for don't you know, pidgv
widgy. ’(would muss our glove up?
We’ll have to have something we can
eat with mir knives and forks ”
“Si we will, bonny him eyes; 1 never
I thought u that. What do von say to
roast beef, then, huxy-pnxy? Gun we
Igo Some o' that, sweety?” asked the
| happy man.
No, no, daily, it’s always lough, and
we might splash the gravy and soil our
clothes; don't yon see,’ honey dew?
Let s take lamb, pootsie that’s always
tender; 1 don’t care much about it, but
it cuts so easy, lovey, and I expect their
knivi - are as dull as a hoe,” remarked
the bride.
“ Well, I don't care, dumv; whatever
| you mi y, fori s'jiOHe we’ve got to keep
| up appearances; hut, hum my buttons,
: sugar liunn, if I haiu'l got ,i cjoufouncl
| <l l*i nolioiiH (o pi cl off these milieus
and wade into some o’ that 'ere chicken
.•md f.r I’m all killin’ fond of it,
and these hlanicd things sweat tny
; hands so, doosy-poosy, and pucker anil
| draw wor-.ii a stiekiii'-|>laster, and hang
nie if | don't a!.nos! console they’ve
, Idi'tere l tny lingers ail up,”
■'N i, no never, goosey, don’t do!
that for the world, or every body’ll i
know we’re from the country, tin’ may- i
he they II jail ns in the papers. hnhhv
and; at. tin’ wouldn’t that he awful?"
And the young wife had her own way
about it, as they always do. llrtakfutd
Tuhl
As an evidence of the dullness of the'
limes we may state that during the last
ten or twelve months no one has dis
covered imbedded in the center of a*
reck, .‘/(XI feet In low the surface of the
earth, a live toad Happened to he 2,000
years old. This wearying discussion of
the financial question is prostrating all
kinds of business,— SurritUwn (I’a,)
Herald.
Humor.
\ lirasr Answer I loot or; "Thomaa,
jdid Mrs. I’opjov u*'l the medicine I
ordered vesterda vl'homas; •• |
|b’lee\V‘o. sir; 1 see all the blinds down
this morning." -huhi.
Tim next tdovernor of Illinois will
pardon Hande, and, tinally, he will be
oomo a I’enitentiary Commissioner. a
Sh>i iO', Congressman, or something.
•v. l ewis i\*i.
riio Indianapolis .lotoiui! has Hopped
again, and says tin' salvation of the
country depends on the President, sign
ing the silver hill. No.v sonielmdy I old
the .Ammo/ down with a slab, South
lU'iiii Trillion-,
An editin' says he heard reeenlly how
a man enred a neighbor newspaper
borrower, I; is told tints; ’■ Mr. Jones,
lathe-, wants to borrow your paper; he
only wants to read ii." “Well, go
haek and ask your rather to lend me
[ his supper; 1 only want to tat it." The
next t'xening the hoy did not come.
The unavoidable iptestion: “ Which
is which, and which isn't?" has already
been agitated in Alphonso’s household,
The young man was heard to inquire
lhi> other morning, in tom's of the
deepest agitation: “ See here, von so
i"ilh'd Majesty ! who's doing this king
ing, anv bow yon or I?" Oil ('Hit Ihr
rich.
A creditor in Maysvi'h', Ky., nought
• o gel an attachment on tln> ground
that his debtor had Haiti: “ I'm going to
hi 1 11 on t and go loin'll,” thus juMilying
a lu lift that In' intended In t|uii tln>
Stale. Ihe justice deeided that Hnt
remark was no indieaiion that tlu>
debtor meant to go out of Kentucky,
I ’iiifimtr'i Viiiiik,
I hiring the recent civil war there
were two volunteers 1\ mg heneath their
blankets. looking up at the stars m a
Virginia sky. Hays,lack: " What, made
von go into tln> army, Tom?” ‘‘Will,’'
replied Tom, “ I had no w il l< and 1 loved
war. What made yon join the army,
•lack “ \\ ell,” he replied, *' 1 had tv
wile and low and peace.
W In n Martin Van Ihtren was told ot
the marriage of his son, Smith Van
Unrcii, he Haiti: “ 1 thought he had
given that girl up. Well, he’s mined.
She is very rich. Now he'd give tip
his profession of the law. where he had
great, ability, and heroine really tv rich
man the feast nsemi of human things,
IN>or Smith.”
Cnieago hoa*t* of a woman tlial ha*
hair seven feel long. Now, wo arc nut
a helling mini, Iml wo ant ready to
wager everything we ow n, right down to
onr mmjtender buckle*, that tin* in the
woman who niakoH our hotter. Dan
liury yaw. We have a nhorlor arlieht
lor a leuM price, if the I >an lin ry AW<
dislike* to change hi* regular diet.-
I tilri~ Ocean.
“Well, IVe been noti**in dat do
w hite folkea Mince do wall don't hah
haf e* much time to work in an day
used ter,’’ “ And why?" “ Kiwi 'fore
de wall de while folkea neither m till
the rooster* crowed. Now, wid ho
many loose* nigger* in de land, rooster*
i* jiow'ful *ka*e, an’ when or white
man re** under do 'fusion dal day don’t
hreak till *omefin'holler*, he’* liorhul
ter looe do 10’clock trano ehery day
in the yeah !"- Atlanta t\m*titutwu.
UiiMsian women go out of door* with
their children, but seldom with their
husband*; and a man i* not expected
• o take notice of another linin'* wife
by bowing to her if *ho pa**e* him on
t*e Htreets. One of the sight* which
Hlirprie a UiiHiian of the midland
eilieH most when he gm * to Hi. I’eler*-
lung, Momcow or Ode*Ha, i* to notice
the proinUeiion* (low of hoth *exe*
in the street* and in place* of amuHO*
incut.
An 11 ( town man and hi* wife agreed
recently to learn a ver*e of Scripture
i very evening and repeal it to each
other fur mutual improvement. The
hist night, however, her ((dotation
happened to he: "Ain 1 not thy rul
er V and hi* wan to the etleel that I e’d
he hanged if she was; and the re*ull*
of the plan *o tar has'heen that he ha*
taken to drink, and exhibit* w ilhngne**
lo sleep in the woodshed Tiighl*. --hlr
vhanyv.
1 I’ lll - latest Washington social scnsa
limi in the engagement nf Senator Don
I ( 'am cron to Miss l.i/./.m Sherman, of
•Ilia iily, Minn Sherman lion been
;t(,ending the winter in the family of
Seeietary Slierman, und her bounty and
i n<■< •>>l l ,)) 1 if*l l l l m■ nt < have made lier one
|'d llie imvl oonqiieuous onnuneiitH to
I U adiington seeiety. The matrimonial
| alliance of two of the strongest political
| families in the country is an event of
1 more than ordinary magnitude for the
i (irundy'rt of the cajdtal to contemplate,
< Jewinvil Ilmitti,
A tiiiucion iron roller lay at the top
of a high hill in Knreka, (ill. A hoy
called his comrades’ attention to the
chance for fun in weeing it go clow'll the
long and heavy grade. They alar tod it
with considerable ditlloully, and at the
very outlet it ran over a pile of latc*s
and school hooka, crushing tliorn to
hit*. Gaining speed as it whirled along,
it aoou overtook and flattened a dog.
Next, it aruaalied a wagon, from which
a man jumped just in time to save hia
life; and then, quitting the road, it
craahed through u Chinaman’s shanty,
and buried itself in a ravine.
no. :u).

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