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lowa County Democrat.
t/ VOL. XII. THE HEX-KEEPERS' ASSOC IA TIOX. Come where the clover ie kiimeil by lhi' mm: Ctnm' where the honcy-beei* drowsily hum; Ciime where the humhle-hee, happy old thine, Uringa up the hoys with a stlng-a-ting-tllli:. Precious old bmnhle-boe. bird of my youih. Sharper thy tail than the arrows of truth: How oft when the school boy steps into your realm. Von knock him stone-blind with a touch of your helm. How olt when the plenu ms: children of men Sit down at the door of your grass-covered den. You will kick a Viir man cross u ten-acre lot tty the lift of your foot w hen It's healed red-hot' Far worse than the eandidate’s buzzing to me Was ttie petulant buzz of a boy-hating bee; Appalling to men and to gods was the sight When a hare-looted boy got a bmnhle-hee Idle. /In r/i nij/on Ihr irk eye, THAT VOK’K. A clay in June, I‘JOd, ami otto of the loveliest early summer days the world ever heheld —a cloudless sky, golden bright sunshine, soft fragrant air, joy ously sweet songs of birds, faint mn sieal" murmurs of brooks and phishings of fountains, delicately green grass, lingering violets, and budding roses. On the lawn in front of the elegant mansion of Leon Fishbaek, Esq., a party of young people are playing *■ Follow follow-follow-Hie" —a game somewhat resembling (so their mothers and grand mothers tell them) an old game called “puss in the corner," played a quarter of a century or more ago, only in “ Fol low-follow” the players, instead of beck oning to each other, beckon to a group of metallic halls, around which they stand in a circle, and he or she who proves to have most magnetic force the balls follow with a rush, while the re mainder of the players rush as wildly in their etl'orts to secure the place left vacant by the Hying one. At this moment the halls are rolling pell-mell,helter-skelter,knocking against each other with a pleasant ringing sound, after a pretty, fair-haired maiden,whose little feet, clad in slippers all gleaming with silver and gold, Hash in the sun shine \MU'iith her bine satin Turkish tronserlcts lW she. springs lightly over the greensward amid the exquisitely modulated laughter— no one shout’s loudly in this refined twentieth century —of her merry companions. In the hack garden,on a green clover sweet grass-plat, stands a broad, deeu basket of newly washed, snowy white linen, and a hanging-out machine, plant ed firmly in the middle of the plat, is industriously raising and lowering its wooden arms, grasping the various pieces in its wonderfully constructed hands, ami hanging them upon the stout no-clothes-pins line, which is slowly re volving around it, and to which they adhere without farther trouble. In the dairy the rosy-cheeked dairy maid is reading a love poem while the automatic milker is milking the beau tiful white cow that stands just outside the door; in the kitchen the cook is indolently rocking to and fro in a low rocking chair, watching the “magic rolling-pin” roll out the paste for her pies, ready to stop its pendulum-like movement the moment the crust is smooth and thin enough; and a small servant-hoy, w ith his hands in his pock ets, lounges against the wall in one corner near a tall stool, whistling softly to himself as he waits until the pair of shoes the electric blacking-brush is pol ishing thereon attain the proper degree of brilliancy and mirror likeness. This is a prosperous place, this do main of Leon Fishback, Esq., and Leon Fish back himself is a tall, handsome, energetic, positive man of one-and-thir ty— a bachelor, who gives a Annie to his widowed sister and her foflr half-orph aned children, and in return is taken care of by her, with the assistance of tin* old housekeeper—to tell the truth, with a great deal of assistance from the old housekeeper—as well as any brother was ever taken care of by any sister. Still, people, as people will—especial ly people with grown-up single daugh ters —wondered that he had never mar ried, It was not for want of opportunity he had notdoneso—oh, no indeed!—for a dozen lovely girls, half a dozen more or less charming widows, and several ladies of neither class, had, since his coming into the property of his uncle and godfather Leon Fishback, Sen., (whose ashes in a solid gold casket stood in a sort of shrine, made of a hundred rare woods, in the south drawing-room), intimated to him, in every way that the shrinking sensitiveness of womanhood would allow, their perfect willingness— nay, anxiety—to assume the role of mis tress of the Fishback mansion. Bi t Leon had walked calmly among them, dispensing hospitality,kind wands, and graeious smiles with *the strictest impartiality, distinguishing none by the slightest preference, until a few weeks before this beautiful June day when his young guests merrily called, “ Follow follow-follow-n e," to their highly pol ished admirer- on the closely shaven lawn. Then came to visit ids sister an old school friend, Laura Beardsley, by name, who had been residing in a far distant State, but with whom the sister had kept up a warm correspondence ever since tiny parted at the college and >or the day on which each was pub licly bailed wiib loud acclamations as “ Mistress of Arts." Miss Beardsley is a lovely woman of eigbt-and-twenty summers, looking at MINERAL POINT, WIS., FRIDAY, MAY IS7S. least five summers less, with an excep tionally sweet voice, an exceptionally bright smile, an exceptionally graceful figure, ami exceptionally winning ways. And to this bewitching woman has Leon Fishbaek. the hitherto apparently un impressihle bachelor, devoted himself since the moment he took her slender little hand in his ami hade her welcome to his home. And it is hr her side he loiters, untempted by the merriment without, in the deep, pleasant, vino emvreathed hay-window of the library as the fair-haired girl comes (lying across the garden, pursued by the tink ling halls. Laura starts from her seat with a blush, and. leaning from the window, entreats, “ Coax them away, Bella dear, j They are dancing on the (lower bed." Ami as the girl obediently turns and speeds in the opposite direction, she draws hack her pretty head, and, look ing at her companion, says, “ How much Bella is like her sister Teresa—that is, when Teresa was only sixteen!" “ Is she?” asks Mr. Fishbaek. “ Why, don't you remember?" says the lady. “ 1 do not," replies Mr. Fallback, with emphasis. Miss Laura makes two interrogation points of her silken eyebrows, opens Iter month to speak, thinks better of it, closes her red lips (irmly, and turns to the window again as the Follow-follow follow-tne-ers stop placing and gather in a group, with their eyes fixed upon a small aerial ear, gayly decorated with (lags, which is gently swaying between heaven and earth, as it slowly descends toward the lawn. In a few moments it touches the ground, and a handsome young fellow leaps out and is greeted with many exclamations and pleasures of surprise. “ Your brother Reginald," savs Miss Beardsley. "So soon returned from London? Why, he only started a few days ago." “Yes; living ship Anurirnn Ear/h — fastest of the Air Line. I heard of her arrival just after breakfast this morning, when it was shouted by thetelepTmno at the station below." “ Thirty miles away !" i “Oh! that’s nothing. Wo expect to [ he able to hear news from a hundred miles away before many years are past.” “ May 1 unt he in the immediate vicinity when that news is shouted!" says the lady, with an involuntary movement of her pretty while hands toward her pretty rosc-l'i't""' 1 cars, “ for 1 slu-uM expect to he deaf for evermore.” “ Never fear, my dear—l mean Miss Beardsley. Such a misfortune as that shall never occur, even though you should chance to he at the very side of the shooter. Edison is at this moment perfecting an instrument that begins to deliver its messages in a moderately loud voice, which increases in volume as it is carried forward, until it reaches the must, distand point it is intended to I reach, thus maintaining an even tone till along the route. How glorious all these Edisonian inventions are!” he continues, with a glow of enthusiasm, “and what hundrum times our an cestors must have had without them ! Why, they are the very life of the age. There’s the phonograph, for instance — hut 1 heg pardon; you are looking Imred. 1 can not expect you to take as | much interest in those scientific sub jects as 1 do. Is not Reginald tanning j this way?” “He is not,” answers Miss Laura, demurely; “lie is still holding Bella’s hand, and totally ignoring all the other welcoming hands extended to him.” “ ‘ Ah ! the old, old story that is ever new !’ ” 11 notes Mr. Fishbaek, as he peeps over the shoulders of his fair :guest at the new arrival; and then, j suddenly rising and confronting iier, he i exclaims: “ loh must have heard that ; story very, very often. Laura—forgive !my calling you so, hut you used to permit it in the days we went blaokher rymg together some ten years ago; and forgive me again, hut, upon mv word, 1 cannot help asking you, impelled as 1 am by some mysterious power, Why have you never married ?” i A blush lisesto her cheek, hut she looks no in his face calmly, and re plies: “I don’t remember the black berry episodes, and I have remained | unmarried because I vowed when a young girl never to marry unless con vinced that J was the first and only love of the man whose wife I became.” “ Laura, 1 have never loved an other.” “Mr. Fishbaek, you forget my old friend Teresa, the sister of the girl to whom your brother Reginald is now making love on the lawn.” “Good heavens! Laura, how mis taken you are!” “ "I’was with her you looked for black berries. I never never knew you to find any—not with me .Sir.” Laura, how blind you were! I sought her society only to he near you. I declare upon my word and honor, i lingered by her side for hours and hours in the hope that you would join us for a moment or two during the lime, and when you did, in that mo ment or two was concentrated the joy of the whole day. You were so proud, so cold, so reserved, I did not dare to approach you save through your friend; and— ’’ '• Ami you did not bury yourself in se clusion for two yours after she jilted you and married Frank Huntington?” sho asks, as ho pause*. "Uroat heavens! how preposterous! Laura. 1 simir — " Hut. as he is about to swear, outer a procession of small nephews ami nieces ami attendant friends, the leader of whioh carries an odd-looking box. ” See. uncle 1" the bright-eyed little follow calls out as he approaches. •• 1 found this old phonograph on the top shelf of your closet, where 1 was looking for your lish line to play horse with, and it talks like every thing.” With this he begins to turn the metal crank, and a voice—a somewhat shrill young voice, the voice of Teresa, sister of Holla whilom friend of Laura Beardsley begins to speak . "Yes, I.eon, my own, 1 will grant your impassioned prayer, and breathe the words yon long lt> hear into this magical casket, and then, when you are lonely or inclined to doubt me, jealous one, you can call them forth to bring back the smiles to your dear face, ami joy to your dear heart. Ido return the love you so ardently avow, and 1 will marry yon when mamma gives hereon sent. I ’lit il then no lipsshall touch the lips made sacred by your kiss, no hand shall clasp the hand that wears your lovely ili mond ring. Hut, oh, j.eon dear, try to like Laura a little for my sake. I know tl at she is all that you say she is—affected, cold-hearted, haughty, and disagreeable (1 am just, naughty enough to be pleased w hen yon tell me her beauty, so much admired by others, particularly Frank Hunting ton, fades into utter insignitienee beside that of your ow n little Teresa) but -my Leon, try. oh ! try, to tolerate her, for, strange as it may appear i/on, disliking her as you do, /am quite fond of her. Hood-night, beloved. Bream of your Tessa.” " That " -something or other -" pho nograph !” said Mr. Kishlmek; " 1 thought 1 destroyed it long ago." as be angrily snatched it from the hands of the small discoverer. " What and/(/ our humdrum ancestors do without these' glorious inventions?” murmured Miss Laura, as she quietly fainted away for the first and only time in her life. "If '\er you go prowling around my room again.” continued Mr. Fishlvaek addressing his unfortunate nephew, and supporting Miss Heardslev with lex'd. -idle lm Hung (lie tell-t.V, > <■> •! of the w indow , w here it hiokeinlo a dozen pieces as it touched the ground with a shrill earsplitting shriek I’ll apply the double back-action self-iuting spanking machine until you roir for mercy.” The procession, considerably demor alized, started on the double-quick for the door, and Mr. Fishhack. looking upon the inanimate form ho held inhis arms, cried out, as he struck his fore head with his clinched hand, “She vid never, nrm- look at me again !” Hut she did, and, what’s more, die married him a month after. And—>h. the marvellous progress toward per lad womanhood in this wonderful twentieth century !—although they have been man and wife for some twenty yens, she has never mur said to him, “'lbat voice I” Horse-Trading. Kri'inont t Nob ) llrnild. A shrewd granger came to Fremont the other day with a Hpun of horses, which, in appearance, were paragons of animal heauty. One of our horse traders caught sight of them and offered to buy them at once. The granger was willing to sell, consequently the bar gin was soon closed, the money paid over and the horses delivered to the new owner. The granger then looked at the horseman with a wicked twinkle in his eye and remarked; “Mister, there’s some instructions goes with them horses.” “What are they?" replied the horse man. “ Well, sir, when that are critter lies down on Ins right side, you has to turn him over before he can gilup. He’s a left-handed brute, and can’t use his right side. The tot her animal was horn back wards, and doesen’t pull well any other way. When you hitch him to a wagon just reverse ends, and he’ll pull a mountain up by the roots. After delivering these instructions the granger walked off, chuckling like a loose cog wheel, and the horseman was sorry that Beecher had abolished hell before this granger’s time to die had come. But the horseman was resolved not to be beat in this way, and began to look about for a victim. He soon found one in the person of a prominent law yer, to whom he sold the team at a fancy price. After getting his money he delivered the “ instructions" as hr had received them, and now there’s a lawyer on the ragged edge who is cast ing his eyes wistfully around for some other man wishing to buy a beautiful team. He’ll sell cheap and thiow the instructions in. When you hear a country church choir singing “There will he no more sorrow there,” you conclude at once that either the aforesaid choir will not be there, or they will not be permitted toning.— Oil CUy DmvM- THE FA KM. Emerson defines a weed as "a plant whose virtues have not yet been dis covered. Ho not heat your horses, nor speak to them in a loud tone of voice; do not get angry with them, hut kindly re prove their faults; they will do better thereafter, for they understand the lan guage of man and its meaning. I’he host thing to do with cobs, says a correspondent of the /Vucfi’oi/ Ennnrr, is to burn them to a nice charcoal, pul veri/.e, stir in a little sail, ami fet'd to hogs. His hogs eat the mixture “von trendily," and he is sure it helps to keep them in “good healthy condition." A gentleman traveling upon horse hack came upon at. Irishman who was fencing in a barren and desolate piece of land. * What are you fencing in that lot for, Fat." said he. ‘‘.V herd of cows would starve todeath on that land." " Ami shore, your honor, wasn’t 1 (hie ing it to kape Bit- poor hastes out of it Every farmer should keep a pot of mixed paint in Ins work slum, ami should apply it liherallx to ploughs, wagons, harrows, reapers and all im plements that are exposed to the weather. This will cause them to last twiee as long as usual. Farming tools ami implements arc less frequently run out by hard service, than used by use less exposure to the weather when (hex are not in service. I lay ami oats make tin* best feed for horses that are obliged to work hard and regularly. If the hay is eut and the oats bruised or ground, the whole mixed or moistened, the horse will eat his ra tions quicker, digest them sooner, and thus have more time lor resting and re newing his power for labor. Farmers’ horses that work little during the w in ter may he kept cheaper by cutting and mixing bright straw and hay in equal quantities, and adding a ration of steamed potatoes or raw carrots. Farmers who live in spareelv settled districts, abounding in large, dry pas tures, can a fiord to give the time ol a faithful and intelligent lad the whole summer through, to he devoted ex clusively to rearing turkeys. The young broods must he watched as constantly as ever a shepherd watches sheep in a region itilt;st.ed hv wolves. Every ..tgin, or during tin tlay. on the ap proach of rain, they must hi'driven (•• a roomy shed with a tight roof The mother birds, and the young, can he soon trained to he driven as easily as cows are driven to pasture. Give good forage ground, and keep out of lain and dew, and success is almost certain. Tin' I'niilln/ II o)/(/. Tin: \Vai.kim.( i mtof 1 lokskh.- Much has been said lately by the agricultural journals in liivur "I cultivating tin* walking it of horses, and agricultural societies arc advised In idler premiums fur the fastest walkers. This recom mendation is doubtless a sensible one, and should he acted on by the societies which place the trotting exhibitions above every other feature of those animal shows. A match between well trained walkers would draw as ureal crowds as a trial of speed between cel ebrated trotters, and the sporting gen tlenien who display a heavy w eight of loud jewelry, and bet on their favorites, would possibly make business as lively at a walking race as any otm r, if a Goldsmith Maid, a iJexier. or Flora Temple, of the walking family should he brought out. This would serve to cre ate lire reipiisile excitement and turn an honest penny for the societies, while the farmers and teamsters would he henelitled in a. collateral kind of way. For loaders, light wagons and many I kinds of light work on the farm, fast 'walking horses—animals widen could j make five or six miles an hour would he of great value. Jhil when the advo cates of the fast walking gait claim that j a live mile walker would accomplish two-filths more work when hitched to a 1 heavy plow, than a team which accom plishes three miles an hour, every I farmer, who pauses to think will know that this is a misapprehension. Speed is power; and it wou.d require the expen diture of more than double the strength i to accomplish live miles in the same i length of lime that a team can travel three. The theory that a fast walking team of like strength when hitched to a plow which taxes their best energies can ac complish more work than a steady moving team of a natural three mile gait, is similar to the Irishman’s conclu sion when assured by the vender oi a new and superior stove, that one of his stoves would save half the wood. “He dad!” said the Hibernian, ‘‘l’ll buy two and save it all.” Without possessing all that its recent too sanguine advocates claim for the fast walking gait, a race of fast walking horses would lie of immense advantage to ali persons who Use horses, and the suggestion should he acted upon by onr agricultural societies, by Hie oiler of handsome premiums for the fastest walking horses.— k'muxin hunnrr. Kkkpiko Goats for Profit.— The fact shows that the numlier of goats in the United Hiates is increasing very con siderably. 1-aige flocks are kept in ' Texas anti t'alifornia, ami move or less in almost every state in lho Union. Many persons are turning their niton* tii'ii to laising these animals ns a profit - nhlo occupation. In porsonal anpoarance tho goat i> mil very graceful: hoys sometimes in towns ami cities train them It' draw tln-ir wagons, but wry ofton tin' master aiul tlrivor gels an unlocked lor hunt from this ownor of a hoard. Anil as to his habits around town, ovoryhodv knows this nativo of tho mountain w ill hronso olVthe linost shrub or nliuit you havo in your door-yard, and fool no re grets. His dotianl iinpndonoo is pro \ orbial. In sonio loonlitios goats art' kopt for milk, both in Knropo and Atnorioa Thoyaro tho eons ,>1 tho poor, anti they livo whoro sheep would slarvo. Tho prinoipal valno t'f tho gout is his skin aiul hair. Largo quantities of skins aro annually importod for tanning. tioat skin moro , ’oo inako tho host of shot's (or ludios 1 and ohildron’s woar. Sheen-skin is worked stt as to rosoniblo voryolosoly tho uoal. bn! on port leather tloalors readily iloti'ot tho dill'eieni'e, and tho Invor st'oii timlsout tho doooptinn vvhi'ii tho shoos aro worn. Tho Angora goat prodnot's a 110000 of " mohair’' valnablo for a varioty of niaiinfai'tiiring purpoHos; while tin* ('ashinoro gout has an nmlorgrovvth of lino wool, from whioh tho well-known costly shawl of (hut numo is mndo. My orossing with tho Angora malt's, tin* oomnion goat oiinsoon bo hrod up to a grado of linonoss whoro tho lloot’o is worth as nint h as tho pnro brootl. Tho poorosl and rongin'st land will satisfy tin'goal; ho is no opiouro, and liko his distant rolaliw tho sheen, ho sooks (ho rooks, (In' hills and tho mountains. I’uro air, wind ami a’litndo, call him away from wot meadows and dump ravinos, Thoro aro millions ol waste aoros in Virginia, ronnossoi' and Ivon luokov, iiuh’od all along tho Alleghany ningo, and tho vast and sublime moun tain slopos of tho Kooky Mountain ohain. as well as m the more barren por tions of every slate in tin* Union, whoro this Aral* of animals might live, multiply, and atltl totin' wealth ol man, at a nominal oust. The euro ol a Hook of goals tlilli'i's little from that of sheep, the rules of feeding and breeding being essentially tho same.- Vomig Folk* liinol. Wnit'll is Uioor.sr, MoiimMi's nit Kvkmmi's Mn.k,* -This snlijeot has now hoen put to the tostofohomii'al analysis, and (ho rest ill is that the evening's milk is ft in 1a I to ho the rit’her. Professor Hootlokor analyzed tho milk of a healthy cow at ditlerenl periods of theilay. 'l’ln* I‘rofessor loiiiul that the solids of the evening's milk (111 per eeiit.) exceeded those of tlio morning's milk (10) per font.), while tho water ouiilaiiit'd in the (Itiitl was thminishod Iroin HO per font, to HO percent. Tho tatty mailer gradually inoroasos as theilay progress os. In the morning it amounts to Z and 1 i per font., at noon .‘I and I I per font., and in the evening > r and 5-. H per ei'iil. The praotieiil importance of this discovery is at once apparent; it de velops the fai l that while 10 uz. of morning's milk will yield hut I- o/.. of butter, about double the quantity can he obtained from the evening's milk. The casein is also increased in the evening’s milk from - ami 1 -*J toll ami It I per cent, hut the albumen is dim inished from 4 I IttUilis percent, to Jit- UMHlis per cent. Sugar is least uhuial aiil at midnight ( I and I I per cent.) The percentage of the salt undergoes almost no change at any time of the day. (\ni<ulu (>' lohr. Ilr Hail a Heart. Shr was an angelic hlonde, ami tripped through tin? market imlil shy reached a Mall where a handsome hotelier stood. “ Havr you a heart?” she said, liluhli ing limilll.v. •' llavi* Ia Imarl, miss?” responded tin' hutcher. “Do you think that I can watch you day hlt it day and see your eyes linn >|>invt an limy meet mini!—that I can feel ymir velvet hrealli on my cheek, an I sloop over to Nerve you and not have a heart? Ah! maiden, I am all heart, and you ask me have 1 one ?" “ Yen,” Nhe Niched faintly, “ thin in beautiful, thin In divine, hut it ain't the kind I want thin morning, no give me a hullock's heart, quick, and trim it for stuffing, or my old man'll he raining Cain if hia dinner ain't cooked.” Etiquette in Nevada. (ientlemen of leixiiro who live in Nevada will he glad to know the fashions for 1878. It will he a gr-ss breach,of politeness to shoot at anybody further oil than six feel, and if he falls at the (irst lire it in iF riyueur that you should walk up to the party and put at least eight n.ore bullets in his carcass in self-defense. This necessitates carrying two revolvers, hut that can not he Indued. Fashion at limes lays heavy burdens < n its votaries. The knife is n longer used in pohlvcircles, and the correct thing to do after the occurrence is to immediately give yourself up to the police, and send a letter of con dolenee to the nearest relatives of the deceased. It is not usual to go to the funeral, unless it happens to he your own, in which case it is in had taste jo stay away or take an active part in the proceedings.—. Son Francuco New Ijdtrr. NO. U.