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wflefl thtw?l the fiurr croft ;
He wiled me down the simly iar.e.
He told his boy's love, soft sua oft,
. Until I told him mine ain.
We mtrrlcd and we railed the main
A soldier and a soldier's wife.
We marched tUronpn many a burning plain;
We sighed (or many a gallant life.
Bnj talsGod kept H aafe from harm. j
IT toiled, anddaea and earned command.
Aid tbobe three stripes apon his Ann
Were more to me than gold or land.
Bare be would win some great renown:
Oar lives were strong, oar hearts were high.
Oankht the fever struct him down.
I sat, and stereo, and saw him die
I - . :
I had his children one, two three.
One week I had them, blithe and sound.
He next beneath this mango-tree.
By him in barrack burying ground,
I ait beneath the mango shade:
I live my Ave years'llfe all o'er
Bound yonder stems his children played;
lie mounted guard at yonder door,
T is I, not they, am gone and dead ;
They live; they know; theyfeel: they see.
Their Bpirits light the golden shade
Beneath the giant mango-tree.
AlTthings, save I. are full of life:
-Tne mina, pluming velvet reaetsj
The monceys, in their foolish stnie;
The swooping hawks, the swinging sects.
The lizards backing on the son ;
The butterflies who sua their wines;
The bees about their household toil ;
They lite, they kne; the blissful things.
Each tender per pie mango-shooi
That folds and droops so bashful down :
It lives; it snoks some hidden root;
It rears at last a broad green crown.
It blossoms: and the children cry,
"Watch when theman?o apples fall!"
It lives; but rootless, fruiilcw, I
. I breathe and dreamt and that fe all.
Thus am t dead ; vet cannot die;
Bat still within "my foolieh brain
There hanps a pale blue evening sky;
A furzy croft, a sandv lane.
—Every Saturday.
Oats are a singular grain, perhaps I
should say plural, bekauze thare ii more
inm one ov them.
Kygroon tue top ova straw, about
two loot, 9 and one-quarter inches hi, and
the straw iz holler.
This straw iz interesting for its suck-
Phoft pieces or it, About 8 inches, or go,
dipt into the buzzura ov a sherry cobbler,
will suckshun up the entire cobbler in 4
minnuts, bi the watch.
I never hav tries! this, but i kno lots ov
young, and reliable men, who stand around
ready to prove this, if sura boddy will
fetch on the Cobble?.
This suckshun iz sed to be a ded sure
Oats gro on the summit ov sum straw,
and are sharp at both ends.
They resemble shu pegs in looks, and
-build, and it in sed, are often mistaken for
them by near-sighted hosses and shuma-
I dont intend this remark az any deroga
tiveness to shuinakers in the lump, for i
hart often sed, in mi inspired momenta,
if i couldn't be a shumaker, i would like
jo De a good lawyer.
Oats are a phuny grain, 8 quarts or them
will make even a stage hoss laff, and when
stage hoss biffs, you may know he is
tickled somewhare.
This iz the natur ov oats az a beverage,
they amaze the stummuck ov the hoss
with their sharp ends, and then the hoss
I hav never saw a hoss laff; but i hav
heard that it could be did.
Thare iz a grate menny folks, ov good
moral karaktcr,. who wont believe enny
thing unless they kan see it, theze kind ov
folk are always the eazyest to cheat
They wont Deleave a rattle snaiks bight
iz pizon untill tbey tri it ; this kind ov in
forinashun alwus hosts more tiian it iz ak-
tually worth.
It iz a middling wize man who prorBts
m niz own experience, out it iz a good
deal wizer one, who lets the rattlesnaik
bieht the other phellow.
The Goddess ov korn iz also the God
dess ov oats, and barley, and buckwheat
Her name iz Series, she iz a mithological
woman, and like menny wimmen now a
daze, she iz hard to lokate.
i neze munoiogy men, and wimmen,
work well enough in poetry, whare a good
deal of lieing dont hurt the sense, but
when you come right down to korn in the
ear, or oats in the bundle, all the gods and
gouuesses m me world, Kant warrant a
good crop.
It takes labor to raize oats, and thrash
them out, but ov aU the lazy cusses that
hav pestered the earth, since Adam was a
Doy, the gods, and the goddesses, hav al
ways been too lazy to swet.
Enny being who haint never swet, dont
no wnat ne is worth.
I would like to see a whole parcel ov
theze gods, and goddesses, in a harvest
field, reaping lodged oats, in the month of
August ; they couidn t earn their pepper-
Oats are sold bi weight or mezzure, and
are seldum (or perhaps i may say in confi
dence never) sold by count.
Eggs, and money, are counted out, but
oats never.
It would be well for nu beginners to re
member this, it would save them a good
deal of time on every hundred bushels ov
oat. .
Time iz said tew be the same az money,
if this iz positively so, Methuseler died
Methuseler was exactly 999 years old
when he died, now multipli this bi 355,
which would only be allowing him a dol
lar a day for biz time, and yu will find just
what he wsz worth.
- Oits are worth frjm 40 to 75 cents a
bushel, ackording tew their price, and aint
good for mutch, only tew tickle a hoss.
They will choke a goose to deth quicker
than a paper ov pins, and ennything that
will choke a goose to deth (i mean on the
internal side oy their thrut) iz, to say the
least ov it very skarse.
Speaking ov a goose, i hav found out at
last what makes them so tuff, it iz staying
out so mutch in the cold.
I found this out all alone by miself.
O its are a very easy krop tew raize.
All yu hav got to do, to raize oats, iz to
plough the ground d ep, then manure it
well, then sprinkle the oats all over the
ground, one in a place, then worry the
ground with a drag all over, then set up
sites to keeD the chickens, and wood
chucks out ov them, then pray for some
rain, then kradle them down with a kradle,
then rake them together with a rake, then
bind them up with a band, then stack
them up with a stack, then thrash them
out with a nail, then clean them op with a
mill, then sharpen both ends ov them with
a knife, then stow them away in a granery,
then spend wet days, and Sundays, trap
ping for rats, and mice.
It aint nothing but phun to raise oats
try it
One oy the best ways tew raiz? a sure
crop ov oats, and tew git a good price for
the crop, iz tew feed 4 quarts ov them to a
shanghi rooster, then murder the rooster
suddenly, and sell him for 25 cents a
pound, crop and alL Aisia York Weekly.
Summer Showers.
ScstMEH showers frequently overtake
persons and " wet them to The skin-;" it is
then safer to walk steadily and rapidly on,
until the clothes become dry again, than
to stop under a shelter and remain there
still until the storm is over. If home is
reached while the clothing is yet wet, take
some hot drink instantly, a pint or more ;
go to the kitchen fire, remove every gar
ment, rub the whole body with a coarse
towel, or flannel, put on woolen under
clothing, get iato bed, wrap up warm, and
take another hot drink ; then go to sleep,
if at night; if in the daytime, gdt up in an
hour, dress, and bs active the remainder
of the day. Suppose you sit still, in the
damp clothing : in a few minutes chilliness
'is observed, the cold "strikes in," and
next morning there is a violent cold, or an
attack of pleurisy, or pneumonia, which
if not fatal in a week often requires weeks
and months and weary years to get rid of.
- The short, sharp rule should be, if the
clothing gets wet change instantly, or
work or walk actively, briskly, until per
fectly iij.SaWi Journal of Health.
14, 1871.
"No, no, Jim; it is no use to persuade
me, I am no teetotaller. Three glasses a
day is mv rule, and a eood one it is too.
ituet enough to make a fellow, feel lively,
without up-seHinfc hitn in Ibe least. I
leave signing the pledge to Ihoie tt'-o er
to trust themselves. Wo danger of Bill
Janes being seen reeling in the streets."
"But we have such fearful examples be
fore rfs, William.', Urged the Mend, who
was endeavoring to pei'suad yoriBg janes
to join the Good- Templars," and pledge
himself to total abstinence. "There is but
one safe course for us to tmrsne."
" For you, perhaps, but not for me," was
tile fen! v. " Rvwrv mat. Is Viiq n wn tiMt.
judge. Don't be oiiended, j!ra; yor j
counsel is well meant, and I thank you for
it isui you magnity the danger. , Here
my lit tle wile ; she is not afraid to trust
me without mv signing the nkdee.
Lizzie, my darling f "
LlMie had been a wife but one short
month, and It was ham for h'-r to sav anv-
thing which might seem to differ from the
opinion which her husband had advanced !
Bhe was very truthful, and Jim was an
old friend, so that his presence was little
restraint (tnd she answered frankly :
" Noi William. I am not afraid to tmrt
: and yet I would rather vou would
the Templars, and resolve never to
taste another drop of liquor, unless the
doctor ordered it Make me a present of
tne three glasses a day.
" indeed, 1 will not my dear, for 1 could
not get along without sn oasional droD
we useiuL ll you wish a present, you
must think of something else."
" Nothing else will do." replied Lizzie.
" Only hear that, Jim," said the young
nasoana, m a testing tone. " JN othing less
wan tnree F lasses a dav will serve mv
uuiewiic as a present I on had better
persuade her to loin votir societv. But
never mind, Lizzie, it shall never be said
that I treated myself better than I did my
wue i ana, thereiore, 1 promise to allow
three glasses a day as long as I take
mem myseu. near witness, Jim, every
evening after mv return from work. I will
hand to my dear little wife the price of
tnree glasses, and she may eat drink or
wear it just as she likes."
" You are a sad fellow. BUL or vou would
give her 'what she asked for," said his
friend, as he bade them good night
"And you are unreasonable, or you
would see that I have done so," replied
William, laughingly, at .the same time
tendering thirty cents to Lizzie, which she
first seemed disposed to reject, but on
second thought accepted, saying quietly :
Jt will come in use sometime,
" No doubt it wilL Lizzie," said the ad
vocate of temperance, looking back as he
passed through the gate to the main street
Take my advice, and keep all you can
Three glasses a day has brought
a man to want"
Jim is a raven and vou must not mind
croaking," remarked the husband, as
two re-entered the cottage.
ihe full moon shed a pleasant lustre
tnrougn tne clustering vines that shaded
casement, and made the little room,
its pretty, though simple furniture.
even more attractive than was its
It was the honey-moon, besides ;
therefore no one can wonder that Lizzie
should think, as she looked around, that
was the very eoftest and most lovely
moonlight she had ever beheld, and that
little cottage, and all it contained, hus
band included, were among the most choice
God's blessings. And no one can won
der that she slipped her little hand into
William's broad palm, and nestled close to
side, as she whispered :
would take more tnan
a raven s
croaking to shake my faith in you, dear
Her husband drew her still closer to his
and pressed a kiss on her pure
forehead, but he did not speak, and
awhile they sat together in that pleas
ant stillness, busy with their own thoughts.
length Lizzie again broke the si
lence, by saying in a slightly tremulous
And yet I would rather that you med
dled not with edge tools, my dear hus
band." Still harping on that subject, my little
I thought not Jim's idle talk would
yon so much."
It was not alone what he said dear
William ; but his words brought sad re
membrances to mind my own miserable
childhood, my poor heart-broken mother,
more to be pitied than all, my wretch
ed, misguided father. And yet my mother
often told me of the first happy years
her married life of a kind husband
a pleasant home. Intemperance
changed her happiness to misery, and
treatment from him she loved,
brought her to an early grave, and left me
lovely being that I was until I knew
dear Will. No wonder that I dread
sound of even three glasses a day."
Deep feelings had given t o the once sim
ple village maiden an unusual degree of
eloquence. Her blue eyes beamed upon
husband with such earnest and implor
tenderness that his sterner nature
hardly resist the appeal. But false
came to his aid : he had withstood
arguments of his friends, and he
not yield to the pleadings of his
That others had fallen, proved not
he would do the same. As a man, he
stand forth, and prove to all that
moderate drinker and the drunkard
not to be classed together; that one
stand on the brink of a precipice
danger ot plunging m the abyss
And thus in his own vain strength he
Human strength ! Alas ! it is but
weakness! The power to resist evil
the very consciousness that evil exists,
the desire to shun it, belongs not to
In God also mast we trust
tale lies but in humble village life.
William Jaues was the blacksmith of the
pleasant little village which had been his
and which was endeared to
by all the tender and endearing asso
ciations of infancy, boyhood and youth.
father had pursued the same occupa
tion, and it was with pride and pleasure
he placed the hammer in the hands of
son, and directed his first attempt at
is a respectable and useful trade
he would often say, " and one
will always insure you an honest
This is all you want; the lawyers
doctors could desire no more."
William grew to manhood as
thorough a blacksmith as his .father ; and
due time, as the old man's health de
the business came altogether into
hands, and the old gentleman wa3 con-
to smoke his pipe, and watch the
progress of the work in which he had once
so active a part.
What a blessing it is," he would some
times say to his wife, " that our Bill is a
industrious lad, and works at the
as well as I could myself. A good
is worth all the new-fangled notions
the boys have now-a-days."
was a joyful day with the old folks
sweet Lizzie was introduced to
as W.lliam s wife.- It was at first
proposed that they should be made
family; but there were other sons and
daughters now nearly men and women,
could well fill the vacancy in the old
homestead, and that pretty little cottage,
hid in the clustering vines, was but a
throw, and the young people pre
ferred a home of their own.
all was made ready, and when the
wedding day came, it was as all wedding
should be, a bright and happy one.
modest pretty, little bride, aud the
looking bridegroom, plighted their
la the village church, one lovely
Shath morning, and as they walked to-
getner to ineir new ncms, :ter ing nsuu
religious services were over, many were
the cordial greetings, the kindly smiles,
and the heartfelt blessings bestowed upon
them. Then followed lor the next lew
davs the rtfronl amount of rillace ;osip,
concerning the appesrSiic and liehavior
ot groom ana unite, inis over, miu i'.ic
afT:iif Ws? amouft the things that were.
AU went on as usual , tic cstonvuy busy
sounds were heard m the old suo; t?o
rovpft blacksmith had taken new cares
upon himself, and most not be idle. The
athe "roofed, his pipe M rigorously as
ever; the mother plitd he, knitting nee
dles and superintendedthe housco!i rou
cerns of both families, for the distance ws
short, snd Lizzie loved to come for advice
to the. Kind old lady, and was quite sure
that TTii'lam' faorite dishes could not be
prope rly prepareu Salens tarter net special
directions. And thus all weht u'etly
and happily for days and months, and even
yesrs. '
The little cottage was less lonely now,
and Lizzie deemed not the time so long
when William was absent at his dally
work. A smiling en be was in her arms,
and a lovely little prattler rah by her side.
as she took her usual waitc to grandpa s.
A kind welcome always awaited her.
" Lay by your things, "Lizzie," said the
youngest f-ister, " ana give me tne Daoy.
You ere to tnke tea with us, this evening ;
mother was just sefiding me with an invi
tation. Your little maid has a hollidayi
you know, and it is not fitting for you to
attend to tne nousenoia cares wiin a oaue
on each arm.1
" Not quite so bad as that, Jennie, for
Willie runs bravely by my side, and little
Lizzie can creep afound the floor. How
ever, I would gladly arcept your inrita
tiou did I not think ill would return
from work, and wonder at my absence."
He will know very well where the birds
have flown, and can follow them if he likes.
Come, no more excuses : I know what vou
would say. It is the fourth anniversary of
your wedding day, and you wish for a
cozy, little time at home. No matter, that
s'-lush, and you must learn to deny your
self" nush, Jenny, do not run on so, said
the old lady, reprovingly. " Stay with us,
Lizzie, my child, ana you can step nome
ror William when he returns irom work.
Father is at the shop to-day, and they will
no doubt leave together."
The hours passed quickly by, and the
old gentleman was soon at the gate before
they had thought of its being near the
hour lor tea.
"Has William gone home, father?
asked Lizzie, as she returned his affection
ate ereetintr.
" Not yet dear. He was obliged to go
) Clyde on business, and will not return
till evening. You can stay with us to tea,
and have time to prepare for him after
you go home ; I promised to send Jennie
tell you ot his absence, Dut now 1 nave
done the errand myself."
"And you will have that cozy little chat,
after all, sister Lizzie," whispered the
lively Jennie. " The babies will be asleep,
and nothing to disturb you."
Lizzie smiled cheerfully, and acknowl
edged that it would be very pleasant, and
then turned her attention to the little
ones, who were already climbing upon
grandpapa s knee.
The abundant country tea was prepared.
and soon after it was over a kind good-
right was said, and the young mother and
children returned to their own pleasant
Fatitrued with the pleasures Tjf the af-
noon, the babies soon slept and, as Jennie
said, everything bid fair for the quiet
eveuing chat. The husband's supper was
ready; the household cares for the day
were ended, and, seated at her little work
table, Lizzie busily plied her needle, cast
ing ever and anon an expectant glance
along the shady walk which led to the
cotlaze, and indulging, in the meantime,
a very delightful retrospective view of
events ot tne past lour years. JNo
clouds had as yet obscured the sunshine.
moonlight looked as pleasant now as
did long, long ago, even in the honey
moon i;s If. William was still the kind
est and best of husbands, and the most
loving and indulgent of fathers ; and when
was said it mattered little to speak of
troubles, for with a good husband, much
sorrow may be cheerfully borne. But thus
there had been no sonow. Worldly
riches had increased so that the little place
which they lived was now their own, free
from all debts. The business was still thriv
ing, and would become more so, as the
village increased in size, and William still
continued his old habits of industry. Every
pronounced him a rising man, and
what everybody said must be true. Even
old friend Jim had cease i to urge the
temperance cause so strongly upon him,
had nearly arrived at the conclusion
William Janes was one of the very
who might, with safety, indulge in
three glasses a day."
Kegularly were the three glasses taken
the village saloon, that stood near the
blacksmith shop, and as regularly was a
equivalent to their cost handed to
Lizzie upon his return from daily work.
first it was done in joke, but soon be
came a thing of course a fixed habit,
which would have been difficult to break
No question was ever asked as to the
disposition of the money. "Here are
your three glasses," he would say, and
quiet " thank you " was the wife's reply.
Lizzie's pleasant reflections were inter
rupted by the sound of footsteps. She
listened; it was certainly William. Y'es,
was his step ; and yet it fell on the wife's
with a different sound from usual, and
was with an uncertain and almost hesi
tating feeling that she rose to open the
" Is it you, William? " she asked, before
turned the key.
"Who else should is be? Open the
quickly, and do not keep me stand
ing on the steps all night "
" Never before had William spoke in so
abrupt and hasty a manner, and Lizzie
lxked at him in astonishment as she has
tily did as he desired.
"What is the woman looking at?" he
exclaimed, in the same harsh voice. " One
would think she never saw a man before.
Cannot you give me some supper? "
" Your supper is ready, William, " the
replied, mildly. She said no more,
her heart was very full, and she could
difficulty restrain her tears. A mo
ment's reflection, however, restored her
composure. Something very unusual must
occurred to irritate her husband to
uncommon a degree. It was hr duty
endeavor to soothe him to divert his
mind and bring him into a better state.
With this view, afoer placing his supper
4efore him, she chatted cheerfully con
.cerning the little incidents of the after
noon, cf the pleasant tea at father's,
disappointment that he could not join
there, and how little Willie had wished
father had a piece of grandma's nice
cake, and baby Lizzie had seemed to miss
when they returned home, and would
carried from room to room, as if search
ing for something.
To all this, and much more, he listened
silence,, and made no kindly response.
Lizzie was sad, but not discouraged, and
when he left the tabic ana threw himself
upon the old-foshioned lounge, which was
favorite place of evening rest, she seat
ed herself upon a low stool at his side, and
looked affectionately in his face, as she
" What is the matter, dear Will? This
the anniversary of our marriage, aud
have not spoken one kind word to
poor little wife."
TLis appeal in some degree restored him
biniscit; and, indeed, the nice cup of tea
done him good.
"Never heed me to-night, Lizzie," he
said ; " I am tired, and out of sorts. To
tell you the truth, I was persuaded to take
en extra glass or two where I have oeen
this a.'ternoon, fird it was a little too much
for me. My good supper Ls pcar)y set
me right, however, and a good nights ?ict
will make oil well. What is the matter,
now, littlo woman !"' he asked, as Lizzie
sat motion less, and made no respocse. " I
will treat ynt ns well as I have done my
self. Here is theaprice of "iz glass'-s!"
The money dropped upon the floor, as
wltii elcrved hands she exclaimed :
"My dear hu'sbrnitf, oh, my husband,
will you not give it up altogether? It
would be but a little sacrifice now; end.
fjh, believe me, it is the only safe course!
Th.'n of our dear children. Surely you
Will do it fof their wkes ! "
"No, no, ilith child, L wi not give n
up; but 1 will take care """
mw i)t1nwiuin in future ThlCC lUl6Ses a
div never harni&l aiy one.
Lie wonld have urca him etui
further, hut a 5or?k of Imnaticnoe checked
her. and with a secrei praer that he
might never sgam be led into tempiion,
she locked her fears in her own bosom.
Lon? after h?r husband blept her tears
fell fast upon the pillow, an shs looked at
cr httie ones ana rememDerea nsr own
miserable childhood, and her poor mother's
unhsPDV life and early ueath.
This was but tne beginning oi sorrows.
For another wet k all went well ; then
came a second excess, mere was
still some good excuse some pecu
liar cireunstances which he said
mitrht never ocfru? attain. But the Dath
down a hill is a slippery one, an" of mick
descent Before another year had passd
his unsteady habits were known and com
mented upon by those who had once re
spected him as a thriving, industrious man.
Severn! times he had been seen in the
street in a fctate little short of absolute in
toxication, and his work was often neg
lected, even at the most busy season of the
year. The parents had remonstrated, and
bis wile plead in vain, upitosiuon seemed
to serve but as fuel to the flames.
" We can but do onr duty and trust in
God," said Lizie, sadly, as, after the most
trying scene that nxu yet occurrea, see
took her children to her grandfather's for
an hour or two. Hunting that a change
would be Hselul to them and to herself.
But tell me, my poor child, said the
mother, to whom the remark was address
ed, " is my son very unkind to you and
the little ones? Surely, he cannot forget
himself so far as to use personal violence.
No. mother, he is rather more surly
than violent At such times he dislikes
to be spoken to, and is an cry if the chil
drcn make a noise. The poor babes used
to spring with delight when they heard
his steps. Now they shrink from him
with fear. Last evening when I bade
Willie say his prayer for poor father be
cause he was sick, the little fellow wept
and said. ' Willie will say his prayer for
poor father, but father don t love Willie
any more.' Tears fell fast from Lizzie's
eyes as she spoke, and the mother wept
also. llliam was her eldest born, and
had ever been her pride aud delight. It
was, indeed, hard to know that he hud
thus cone astray.
And is there no nope lor tne luture r
she said, bitterly. "Will he thus wiillul
ly pursue the road to ruin, until it is too
late to retrace his steps f
u e know not the end, replied Lizzie,
but I fear that thtng3 will become worse.
May God help us!'
liizzie s tears were but too well ground
ed. The dark cloud about them became
more dense. Dissipation led to idleness;
work was neglected ; debts accumulated ;
and poverty stared them in the face.
Deeper grew tne shadow on tne prow ot
the old blacksmith, as he watched the
gradual decline from virtue of his son.
For hours he would sit at the door of his
own cotta ge, apparently in a state of moody
abstraction, and then mournfully shaking
his head, would say, as he aroused him
self, "All is silent now; the blacksmith's
hammer is no more heard in the old shop.
Oh, my boy, my boy ! Would that I could
have stood'beiide thy grave, ere I had seen
thee thus!"
Suddenly he seemed to have formed
some new resolution. Rising one morning
earlier than had been his wit for years,
he took the well-known cross-path to the
shop. It was closed, and the entrance
well secured. For a moment he paused,
irresolute, and then walked with quick
steps to a small house in the neighbor
hood. "Is Mr. Birch in? he inquired of the
little boy who answered his knock at the
The man in question, who had long
been in Janes' employ, immediately
stepped forward.
The shop is locked, sir," said the olu
gent leman. " Have you the key ?"
1 have, was the reply; Dut air. Wil
liam is so seldom at his work, now, that I
never open without his orders. 1 am about
seeking a situation in Clyde, Working
one day in seven will not support a
"It will not. indeed, Mr. Birch; but if
you will rely upon me, I will see that you
are paid as usual. Open the shop at once,
aud be ready for whatever may offer."
" But l do not jeel myseii quite compe
tent to take the whole charge, Mr. Janes,
am willing to work under orders."
"1 will be there niyscit, was tne reply,
and we will see whether Time has
robbed my arm of its strength."
in halt an hour ail was ousue ana activ
ity at the old blacksmith shop. The won
dering neighbors who had for many
months past leen obliged to go ten miles
the next vilhrge when anything in that
line was required, heard with surprise the
busy strokes of the hammer.
Sam Jones almost rejoiced when his
horse lost a shoe, because it gave him an
opportunity to satisfy his curiosity. He
was a rough man, but his heart was
touched when he saw the old gentleman
hard at work, and it was with almost an
air of deference that he asked if hU horse
could be shod immediately, as he was in
haste to go to Clyde on important busi
ness. " Without delay, Sam. nere, Mr. Birch,
will you attend to this?-r, stay, I will do
myself. It is ten years or more since I
have shod a horse ; but I know the right
way yet if I mistake not."
The job was aoout nan completed, and
the old blacksmith, with all the interest
and activity of former years, was bend
ing over the uplifted foot of the ani
mal, when another person entered
the shop. For a moment he stood
unnoticed, ut an attentive observer of
what was passing. The hand of the old
gentleman trembled, as he performed the
unusual labor, and he paused, as if fatigued.
"rather, said a well-known voice at
his elbow, "what means this? This work
becomes not your gray hairs ; give me the
I have a vow, "William," was the re
ply, " that your wife and children shall
never want while I can raise a hammer;
nor your good name be disgraced with
debts, if I can earn the means to pay them.
ClnA vrill frivA mn ot r-i'r. r-. Vi ' '
VT- "III f I'l- U.W B-..UkU.
More a Itoctett than he cared to own.
William walked to the farther part of the
shop, and busied himself with some work
that stood ready. For many days he had
been absent irom tome, and had returned
a late hour on the previous evening.
His feelings had been a good deal softened
the appearance ot absolute poverty his
cottage had assumed. Something must be
done; and after an anxious and restless
night he fell asleep just before the day
dawned, with the full resolution to work
steadily for three months, at least, and
then sie how things would go.
the bnebt morning sun streamirg m at
the window aw&kei.ed him. He sprang r.p,
and the first sound that fell upon his ears
was the busy stroke of the blacksmith's
hammer. He listened in sunprise; Birch
was not wont to go to work without orders.
Hastily dressing himself, he left the cot
tage and sosght his shop. Pride, shame,
and self-reproach, struggled in his mind,
as he watched his aged father steadily
pursuing hia nnwonte'd tiusk. The latter
feelings at length gr.tncd the mastery.
" Rest yourself, now, father," he said, as
the old gentleman paused from very ex
haustion. " Fear neither for my family
nor my good name ; for, with God's help,
both shall be cared for."
" Bless you, my boy, bless you !" was
the agitated reply. " Your words give me
ne life. Be yourself ajraio, Billv. The
dark clotld is passing away."
At the little cottage nothing was known
of what had taken place. With her
mind filled with her own sad thoughts,
Lizzies noticed not the sounds that showe J
Mi were actively engaged at the shop.
Her husbaad did 2t r turn at noon and,
indeed, she scarcely expeC'ed him, for he
was seldom with them at meals. fifld
a lingering hop that he might come
in the evening; hut even this was very
doubttuh tier heart best quickly, when
just after the sun had sank behind the
western hills, his step was heard at the
door. The little ones clung to her dress
as he ertered, for they had leurned to fear
his approach.
"Are to not coming to see father?"
he said kindiV. "Yon are cot afraid of
me. Willie, mv little man."
" Not to-nicht. father." replied Willie,
boldly. "Come, sister, come to father;
he will not hurt us.
Lizzie trembled lest the reply should
irritAte him i hnt he on'v sisrhed deenlv.
and took the Children in his arms without
speaking. With more cheerfulness than
she had felt for months, Lizzie busied her
self with preparations for the evening
" Father tells me there is to be a famous
lecturer in the village this evening, said
William, as tliey took their scats at the
table. "Can vou go with me to near
him. Lizzie? Nevermind the children,'
be added, as his wife glanced toward the
little ones. " Sister Jennie has promised
to come round and stay with them.
" Then I will go with pleasure. Will,"
replied Lizzie, aud the untasted food stood
belore her, lor she tell too happy to eat
"Take some supper, mamma," lisped
little Lizzie ; and Willie seconded the peti
tion by saying :
" Yes, mamma, take some supper, uon t
it make you glad to have farther home
with us? You always cry when he is
There were tears in Lizzie's eyes, now ;
but a lovin? elance from her husband sent
thrill of happiness through her heart, to
which it had loug been a stranger.
It seemed almost like a dream to Lizzie,
when she found herself actually walking
through the little village of Rose Valley,
leaning upon her husband's arm, for it was
long since they had been seen together.
She was silent for her heart was too full
to speak, and her husband seemed busy
with his own thoughts.
She was startled with surprise when she
found the subject was temperance ; and
she wondered, and wonldhave given much
to have known if "William were aware of
this before he invited her to attend. The
speaker was an able one. Most eloquent
ly did he speak of the miseries of intem
perance, of the perfect thraldom in which
holds its victim. Admirably did he
portiay the home of the drunkard. The
wretched wife and miserable, ncelccted
children. Then followed an earnest appeal
to those he was addressing to those in
particular, who stood on the brink of
the fatal precipice, but who had not yet
precipitated themselves into the gulf be
low. "Pavte," he said, "pause, and wliUe
there is vet time, pledge vourttlves, tcith the
help of God, to $hake off the yoke that binds
you. Be true to yourselves, and to the dear
ones that gatlier around your household
The pledge was produced, and old and
young pressed forward to enroll their
names, to be installed as members oi the
infant lodge of Good Templars.
" Are there not more who should come ?"
continued the speaker, as the last signa
ture was signed. " Are there not those
who are still hesitating between life and
death ? Remember, that this pledge binds
you not to slavery, but it is the token of
Calmly and deliberately William Janes,
the Village Blacksmith, left his wife's
side and advanced to the table. There
was a general murmur of pleasure through
out the assembly, but Lizzie spoke not,
and, to an indifferent spectator, might
have appeared unmoved, me name oi
William Jakes was plainly and legibly
written, the assembly dispersed, and each
took his way to his own home, or joined
the numerous little groups who stood con
versing upon the topics of the evening.
As Lizzie passed out, leaning on
the arm of her husband, many
congratulatory smile or kind
shake of the hand was received, but
apparently they were almost unnoticed.
Not' one word was spoken until they were
passing up the shady walk to the cottage
door. The sight of the house, with its
brinht light within, broke the spell, a full
realization of the change which might
now take place came over her. The dark
cloud had passed away, and her husband,
the father of her children, was restored to
"William! dear, dear William!" she
murmured, and burst into tears.
My own Lizzie ! my dear, true-hearted
littler wife!" he said, tenderly, as he en
circled her with his arm.
No more passed between them, for Jen
nie was watching for them ; and with many
assurances that she had been faithful to
her charge, said she must bid them good
night, without delay, lor lather and
mother would be weary with waiting for
William and Lizzie stood watching her,
with light steps she passed down the
walk, and across the field that led to the
old place," and then entered the cot
tace. 'The babies slept quietly; and side by
side, as in days gone by, they sat down
near the vine-covered casement and talked
long and freely of the past, present and fu
ture. " It has been a long night, dearest," he
said, " but with God's help, the day will
now dawn upon you. You have ever been
faithful wife and mother. I have caused
you much suffering; but in future it shall
my endeavor to be what I ought to be,
both to you and my children."
Lizzie pressed closer to his side, and
looked confidingly in his face, but he made
reply ; and after a short pause, William
said, hesitatingly :
" Perhaps, Lizzie, you are not aware that
have still some trials to pass through.
We are in debt and unless I can make
some arrangements with my creditors,
must part with our pleasant home to
satisfy their claims."
"Do we owe so very much?" asked Liz
zie, a shade of anxiety passing over her
" A mere trifle to those who have riches ;
but a large sum to those who have noth
ing," was the reply. "About five hun
dred dollars, I believe."
Lizzie gently disengaged herself from
arm which her husband had thrown
around her, and entered the little room
where the children were sleeping. In a
few minutes she returned, and placing a
small work-box in her husband's hand,
said, smilingly .-
" Here is a gift for you, dear William."
" And a rather heavy one, for the size,
say the lest," he replied, as he raised
lid. " Why, Lizzie !" was his .aston
ished exclamation. " Where did this mon
ey come from ? '
" Have you forgotten the three glasses a
cay yon indulged me in for so many years ?
replied Lizzie, smiling at the look of
amazement with which her husband sur
veyed the large collccti m of jive, ttn, and
ttrenty-f.ve cent pit ops which formed the
contents of the work-box.
" Is it possible thr? you treasured it up
in this manner, my liltl j wife?"
" 1 saved it agdiiiit time of need, Wil
li im d-ar; it is all yours now. There is
more than fine hundred dollars there. We
may keep our own dear home !"
" And I am aree man once more, thanks
to my own dear wife," exclaimed William,
as lis clasped her to his bosom. "I accept
your GIFT, love, as freely as it is eiven.
Strange that both sorrow and gladness
should be caused by ' three pluses a day P "
Years passed on. The busy sound of
the blacksmith's hammer was still htard
in the little shop. The gray-haired gen
tleman still smoked his pipe. as. with a
complacent air, he watched his industrious
son at his work, and both at the old home-
sted and the cottage all was sunshine
and happiness. The dark cloud had in
deed passed awaj. Wood's ILmseluAd Magazine.
JLvnt a good man leaves an inheritance
in the Mutual Lite, of Chicago.
Tub London Spectator declares that
nothing can be made absolutely safe from
11 8tn, you have the advantage of me.'
" Quite rieht; you are quite right sir. Al
most everybody of common sense has.
Grzat Britain spends as much in two
days on liquors as she docs in a year on
foreign missions.
Paris, Ky., boasts of a horse which,
having cast a shoe, jumped out ot his en
closure, went to a blacksmith shop and
had himself shod.
To destroy ants, the best plan is proba
bly to catch the ant with a pair of tweez
ers, and hit him square on the head with
a sledge hammer.
A Lovisvillk physician, who analysed
a sample of the "cream candy" sold there,
found that more than one-eighth of the
entire bulk was terra alba.
Lkgiinos (sarcastic) Torn know a lot
about 'osses, don't yon ; which side do yon
generally get up ? isoj ts (lacetiousj y ell,
outside, as a ruie. Judy.
A poor toper, as a last resort for more
drink, took his Bible to pawn for liquor,
but the landlady refused to take it
" Well," s lid he, " if she won't take my
word or God's word, it's time to give it
np." And he went and signed the pledge
and Kept it laitblully.
Tii s lady who carried off the chemical
pnze at the university of JUinburgh
(Scotland) was the highest of 240 candi
dates. Having been dtclared ineligible to
receive the prize on account ot her sex,
Sir Titus Salt sent her 100, but she de
clined to accept it
Aiiout a year ago a child, whose parents
reside in Indianapolis, swallowed a thimble
having an open top. Ever since it has
subsisted on food in a liquid form, chiefly
milk. JverythinK of a solid nature is im
mediately thrown up if the child makes
an attempt to swallow it Lighteen
doctors have unsuccessfully endeavored to
nnd and remove the obstruction, ihe
child is healthy and fat.
A Fr.Excir Canadian, a guest at a Mon
treal hotel, was greatly alarmed when the
proprietor told him that if he had any
money he would do well to have it put in
the safe, lie felt convinced that the in
tention was to rob and perhaps murder
him, and at night, hearing somebody talk
ing in an acjoining room, he jumped out
of his window to the ground, a distance
of forty feet Fortunately he wa3 not
much injured.
Iros telegraph poles have been substi
tuted for wooden ones on the line between
Berlin and Potsdam, and along the rail
way Irom Weissentels to Gera, with such
satisfactory results that it is now proposed
to introduce them on all rrussian lines.
In Switzerland they have also been satis
factorily tried. It is claimed that they
will last so much longer than wooden ones
that they will be cheaper in the end, while
they are much more pleasing to the eye.
A lady died two years ago in Troy, and
left her property to her nephew, with the
proviso in the will, that if he ever offered
the farm for sale, the property should be
lorteited to a certain church, the place
was offered for sale a few months ago, and
the church instituted suit, but the courts
have decided that the conditions of the
will were against "public policy," and
have declared the provision null and void.
John Van Burkn was dining in a sa
loon, havirg just cleared a man from some
charge in the court when the complainant
the case, angry at the lawyer who had
beaten him, walked up and roundly abused
Prince John. " Could there be any man,"
said he, " so wicked, so mean, so vile, who
could possibly commit a crime so foul that
you wouldn't defend him for it?" "I
don't know," said the Prince, sucking in
another oyster right from the shell, "what
have you been doing V
A Patriotic Font-Year-Old. Par
son Thomas, of Dayton, O., a D. D. of
good n-pute and fine quality, has a son of
sprightly parts and progressive ideas. This
son had been visiting at the house or a te-
male relation, where he took some prima
ry lessons in the history of the American
Revolution, and how the Americans whip
ped the Britishers. The hid returned
home full of his new subject, and at the
tea-table said to his father: "Pa, be you a
British ?" " Yes, my son, I was born in
EnelaiB." " WelL we whipped yon !" re
torted the patriotic Young American.
The following is related as an incident
of the sacking of- Paris: " A boy of thir
teen, found fighting, was taken to be shot
He took a silver watch from his pocket,
and cried out : ' Captain, do let me take
this first to a friend across the street ; I
borrowed it' 4 Oh ! you scamp,' said the
officer, ' I understand ; you want to run
off' ' My word of honor,. I will come
back again,' said the boy, and the captain,
seeing it was a child, was only too glad to
get rid of him. In ten minutes the boy
came back, and took his stand with his
face to the walL ' Here I am ; fire !' Does
Koman history tell us anything braver?
The captain boxed the little hero's ears,
and ordered him never to show his face
there again. They could not fire on him,"
I HSAHi), yesterday, a little story which
goes to show that truth can be as strange
fiction whenit has its mind made up to
he result A gentleman, who did not live
very happily with his wife, concluded to
obtain a divorce, and soon after doing so
changed his name, in order to avoid cer
tain little unpleasantnesses. Uis wife took
her maiden name, and the twain became
two llesh as much as it was possible for
them to be. Afterward he met a charm
ing widow from California, and, after a
brief courtship, he violated the principle
the adage about the burnt child by mar
rying her. One evening she proposed to
him to call on her sister, whom she had
not seen for years, and whose address she
had just ascertained. Smith, as I will call
him, consented, and the visit was made.
Smith was slightly taken aback to find that
the sister was" his ex wife, though Mrs. S.
was'ignorant of the fact And there was
more surprise when it was found that the
had jnst been married to the ex
husband of Mrs. Smith No. 2, who was
only a widow by brevet, having been di
vorced in a Western State, on account of
incompatibility of temper." The visit
was a brief one, and was never renewed.
New York Letter. 1
Youths' Department.
Three littlo words, nine letters wide.
And jet how much these words hetiilcl
How much or thonght or tenderness
This curt " 1 tliauk you " niay express.
When f poke j with a prond disdain.
Twill chill the heart like frozen rain;
Or, when indifference marks its tone.
Turn love'j sweet impute into stone.
Be not afraid, mv little one.
As time poes on beneath the snn.
While marching in Hie s motley ranks.
For all your bleesicss to "ive thanks."
First thank yonr God for life so fair, .
For tender mercies, preat and rare.
For health and streRLth. for home and friends.
And loving care, that never ends.
Then thank the ones, whoe er they be.
That do a kindness unto thee;
Twill cost yon little, pain you leas.
This sweet " 1 thank vou " to exsresa
How many porkers do you suppose have
to die every year, that we may have their
ons'.ies to smootn our hair, and whiten
our fingers, and clean our teeth, and take
dust our of our clothes, and paint our
houses, and oh, dear! 1 can never tell
you half the necessary things for which
you are indebted to them.
Why, the amount of bristles nsed every
year is something simply enormous, and
almost impossible to believe. Lngland
alone, besides using the bristles of the
thousands oi swmc Killed in her own
island, imports from Russia every year,
two million pounds of bristles.
It's rather funny that we're indebted to
such an untidy looking animal for the
means of keeping clean, and when we sec
bristles on the pig's back, they don't look
as if tbey would do much toward keeping
anything clean. They do have to go
through a very thorough course of scrub
bing before they go into brushes.
When they arrive at the brush factory
they are packed in barrels, and extremely
unpleasant to handle, and the first thine
of course is to wash them. The next
operation is to sort them, for you needn't
think they're all alike. In the first place
there are several different colors. When
they come they are divided into black,
yellow and white; but they have a still
further sorting into black, grey, yellow,
white and lilies. Think of lilies from a
pig's back."
Uut. lunny as yon may think it I have
seen one lot of pigs that looked almost
like lilies themselves. I'll venture to say
that all their bristles were lilies. They
belonged to a nice old gentleman who
ow ned a cheese factory in New York State.
.Perhaps you know that in these factories
they take fresh milk, and make into
chease. Of course there's a good deal left,
which they call whey. And they gener
ally keep pigs to eat it up.
the old gentleman 1 sneak of bad a gen
tlemanly horror of anything dirty, so he
resolved to try aa experiment, and see if
pigs were untidy Irom choice or because
they wero not usually furnished with bath
ing conveniences.
His pig-pens were kept as nice as some
parlors, livery day they were thoroughly
washed out, and the last pail of water that
went into each pen went carefully on to
the unwilling animal. They had clean
straw to lie on, and pf course were fed
only on the nice white whey.
A trip through the piggery was the reg
ular thing for visitors to take. The old
gentleman would walk down between the
two rows of pens, swinging his cane, and
defying any one to show a neater fam
ily of pigs. One could contemplate eat
ing that pork without a shudder.
uut i was telling you about brush facto
ries, I believe.
The bristles are sorted, not only as to
color, but as to length, for some are three
inches lone-, while others are ten. Be
sides this, the root ends of the bristles
must be kept together.
The next thing is to comb them. Yon
know if you comb your hair a long time,
it will get slick and nice. It has the same
effect on bristles; so they have a long
combing to go through.
.ricking is the next operation, and that
is done by children. Poor little things !
how would you like to spend the long
summer days, picking over bristles, care
fully taking out every one that was a
shade lighter, or darker, than the rest ?
After these sharp-eyed little folks have
been over them, the unfortunate bristles
have to be scoured. I don't know whether
they take soap and sand, as Bridget does to
the kitchen floor, but the result is the
same ; they are much whiter, and are now
ready lor brushes.
.Now, to ignorant outsiders, a brush is a
brush, whether it is a hair brush or a paint
brush ; but to the brush-maker there is a
vast difference. Ihey divide the whole
army of brushes into two grand divisions,
single brushes and compound brushes.
1 our paint brush beiones to the smele
division, because it has but one tuft or
bundle of bristles ; but your hair brush is
compound, Decause it has lots ot little
bunches of bristles.
But don't fancy we have got to the end
of divisions. No indeed ! Brush making
reduced to a science. Of single brushes
we have,
Jtrt: Brushes inserted into the handle.
Secondly: Handles inserted into the
That sounds like twedle duin and twe-
dle-dee, but there is an important differ
ence, and
lhmtiy: The tiuts side by side, like a
white-wash brush if you ever saw one
or like the holes in a mouth organ, which
know you've seen.
I must tell you how they make single
brushes, before we go to the compound.
The easiest to make are the iutle paint
brushes, that come iu your box of paints.
hey are not made ot bristles however,
but of the soft hairs of animals, such as
the sable and the badger.
The hairs are cleaned in alum water.
soaked in warm water, dried, combed, and
sorted. The brush maker takes of these
hairs, just enough for a brush, lays it in a
little place she has, which holds it tight
while she winds a thread around the root
ends of the bundle. I said tht, for only
women's fingers are delicate enough to ar
range the soft hairs so that they will form
point, and not a blunt end when wet
ihe quiils for the handles are prepared
by soaking in hot water, which swells
them. When the brush is ready, the op
erator takes the quill from the water,
puts the hairs in, point first to the laree
end of the quill. Then, by a neat little
contrivance, it is drawn through till the
tied part comes down to the small end of
the quilL There it is left, and when the
quill gets cold, it contracts, or grows
smaller and holds the brush very tight
i m atraid a good many birds have to die
furnish the quills, for they use swans,
turkeys', geese, ducks', pigeons' and larks'
quills, according to the size of the brdsh.
our tinic-st paint-brush probably grew on
the wing of a lark, while the big one that
yon daub with, had no grander home than
the wing of & goose.
hen the bundle of hair, or bristles, get
too big for quills, they have to go into tin
tubes, with wooden handles. But some
brushes, such as house-painters use, are
even too large for tin tubes, and then they
are managed another way.
The brush-maker binds his bundle of
bristles as tight as he can, with strong
cords, which has been dipped in glue.
While he is doing this the small end of
the wooden handle is in the middle of the
bristles, but the biz end is the one he
wants among the bristles when it is done;
after it is bound up as tight as possible
he pounds the handle with great force, and
drives it np through the bristles, till the
large end la where he wants it. That
makes it much tighter than he could ti5 it
l on look at one and see how tight it is.
It's funny to see a man make a scrub-bring-brush.
He takes a piece of wood
already fixed for him. with holes bored all
over It Then he takes op a little bundle
of bristles, makes them even at one end,
dips them into melted pitch wh ch prob
ably, you know, is the blackest and stick
iest stuff yon ever saw then he winds a
piece of twine around them, dips again in
to the pitch, and just sticks it into the
hole with one twist There it stays in
spite of hot water and hard scrubbing.
Hair brushes are not onite so easy to
make. Did you ever see a hair brush with
the backoff, showing little zigzags oi fine
wire all over it?
Well, the way it is rctu?e ia thin? TTolea
large enough for the bnnehea of hriatlM
are bored all over the brush back, part tcay
through ; and much smaller holes are bored
clear through. The workman takes a tuft
of bristles, doubles it over a piece of fine
wire, puts lb? wire through the little hole.
and draws the bristles up as far as the big
hole goes. That holds it tight and it goes
to the next hole,- using the same wire.
When they are all in. the bristles are cut
off square, and a fancy back glued on to
hide the wire. Sa you can't see what holds
the bristles so tightly.
Tooth brushes are made the same way.
only the little holes for the wire come out
on the side, and when it is done they are
corked np with tiny ivory plugs. . You
would not notice them unless yon
looked for them. Some brushes have as
many as a thousand hole to fill.
But notwithstanding the great quanti
ties of bristles I told you are used, they use
also for brashes hair from the backs of our
fur-coated friends ; horse hair and goat hair
for hat brushes ; fibres of whalebone for
very hard brushes ; broom-corn and cocoa
nut fibre : and even spun glass, to use in
acids which will eat up ordinary brushes.
How many kinds of brushes do you sup
pose they make in a brush factory ?
i u ten you a lew.
There are paint brushes, dust-brushes.
artists' brushes, distemper-brushes (I hope
somebody knows what they're for), shoe
brushes, tooth-brushes, nail-brushes, banister-brushes,
scrubbing-brushes, shaving
brushes, hair brushes, flesh-brashes, bot
tle-brushes, hat-brushes, velvet-brushes,
window-brushes, crumb-brushes, caroet-
b rushes the brooms belong to the brush
family hearth-brooms, store-brooms, table-brooms
and I don't suppose that's
near all the kinds they make. The Interior.
Get, and How to Lose, a Set
of Teeth.
A BKAunytrL belle, whose mother kept
tented boarding house in New York
city, induced one of her mamma's boarders
to introduce her to a first-class fashionable
up-town dentist of his acquaintance, as
she wanted a set of artificial teeth. Her
mamma accompanied her, and directed the
dentist to insert them on heavy gold
plates, in the highest style uf the art, with
out regard to expense. On the first visit
the young lady's stnmps were extracted.
and soon thereafter she had a mouthful of
gold-plate and pearl artificial teeth, which
Jded greatly to her natural charms and
acquired graces. But the bill was not paid,
and after a collector had worn out some
shoe-leather and exhausted his patience in
trying to get pay from the mothe, the
eniist related the circumstance to nis
One morning the dentist called on the-
ladies : after passing a few minutes in gen
eral conversation, he changed the subject
and talked business.
Mamma, of course, professed to be very
sorry that she was unable to pay the
doctor, but would certainly do so in a
few days. As he was apparently about to
depart, he casually asked the daughter
how she liked her teeth, and she replied
that they were perfect and pleased her
very much.
" Do they ever slip or pain you?" kindly
asked the doctor.
"Very seldom, doctor," she replied:
sometimes they pinch me a little, but I
suppose that can t be avoided.'
" Oh, yes," said the polite dentist, pull
ing a pair of little nippers from his pocket,
allow me to bend the plates a little with
my nippers, and it will not occur again."
the same time holding out his hand to
receive them. The unsuspecting maiden
pulled them out and handed them to the
"doctor," who instead of nipping them
with his pincers, quietly wrapped them Dp
his pocket handkerchief and placed
them in his pocket and politely but firmly
told the terrified beauty that when her
mamma paid his bill she could have them,
but not before. As the girl was engaged
be married to a well-to-do young gen
tleman who had never seen her without
teeth, and who was expected to return to
the city and hand her to the hymenial alter
a few days, that bill was paid.
Crimes in Dreams.
A wtutkk in MacmtUan's Magazine has
some highly interesting speculations on
the subject of crimes which a sleeper
dreams he is committing. He says: I wo
esteemed friends have assured me that
their consciences are occasionally awake
sleep ; on the other hand, a great many
more veil me mat uieir vyxixuix uiiut ij
corroborates my own observations, ror
example, an admirable and most ainu
hearted lady informs me that she palmed
a bad sixpence on a begger, and chuck
led at the notion of his disappointment
distinguished philanthropist exercising
many years high judicial functions,
continually commits forgery, and only re
grets the act wnen ne learns mat bbbw
hanged. A woman, whose life at the
time of her dream was devoted to the in
struction of pauper children, seeing one of
them make a face at her, doubled him into
the smallest compass, and poked him
through the bars of a lion's cage. One of
most benevolent of men, who shared
at all in the military enthusiasm of
warlike brothers (the late Mr. Richard
Napier), ran his best friend through the
body, and ever after recalled the extreme
gratification he had experienced on seeing
point of his sword come out through
shoulders of his beloved companion.
Other crimes committed in dreams need
be here recorded, but I am persuaded
that if we could but know all the improper
things done by the most proper people in
their sleep with the utmost sangfroid and
completely unblushing effrontery, the pic
ture would present a diverting contrast to
knowledge of them in their conscious
hours. If the moral sense be not wholly
suppressed in sleep, there is certainly
enough evidence to conclude that it is
only exceptionally active, and (so far as I
learn) only in the case of dreams as
suming the character of nightmares, in
which the consciousness is far less per
fectly dormant than in others.
Hints in Regard to Injuries from Gun-
Hints in Regard to Injuries from Gun-Powder.
A bcrn caused by the explosion of gun
powder generally seems much worse than
it really is, owing to the deposit of black
powder upon the surface. Soft pieces of
old linen dipped in cold water will afford
relief at first, and, in some cases, pow
dered starch or flour, forms a soothing ap
plication ; but as soon as the first moments
of distress are over, a dressing should be
applied composed of equal parts of lime
water and linseed oiL As soon as practi
cable the grains of powder that lodge in
the skin should be removed with a needle
or the point of a lancet. If this is not
done, the burn will heal over them, and
the surface ever after will be disfigured
with a bluish mark. In cases of raw burns,
the whites of eggs well-beaten, and then
applied to the surface with a soft camel's
hair brush, sometimes will give immediate
relief; but where blisters are raised, great
care should be taken not to tear them; if
they are cautiously punctured with a nee
dle, the water beneath will run out and
hey will fall, thus forming a perfect pro
tection. Burns should always be protect
ed from immediate contact with the air.
Hearth and Home.
Tbat funny fellow. Billings, ssys "Good
whistlers are getting putty skarse ; seven-.
ty-five years ago they were plenty, but the
desire tew git rich or tew hold effis his
tnke all the pucker out of this honest and
chereful amuzement"

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