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VOL. 1.—NO. 40.
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P. J. HAilJ', PUOPitlKTOR. I
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Having leased
iitmmug Hit- citizens
einig public In
prepared wlllinup
furtuDle K
S Landing
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Board by the day
week.—Meals at
al 1 hour*.
Commend me to the friend that conics
Srïccf 'PncLu.
I Whin I am sad and lone,
And makes the anguish of my heart
, The suffering of his own ;
\\ ho coldly shuns the glittering
* * n . on « , .
At pleasure s gay levee,
And comes to gild a sombre hour
j And give his heart to me.
He hears
count my sorrows o'er,
And when the tusk is done.
He freely gives me all I usk—
A sigh for every one.
lie cannot wear a smiling face
When mine is touched with gloom,
But like the violet's seeks to cheer
The midnight with perfume.
Commend me to that generous heart
Which like the pine on high,
Uplifts the same unv
To every change of sky ;
j Whose friendship does not fade away
When wintry tempests blow,
But like the winter's icy crown,
I Looks greener than the snow.
"He flics not with the flitting stork
That geeks a Southern sky,
I But lingers where the wounded bird
j Hath laid him down to die.
• O, such a lriend ! He is in truth,
; Whato'er his lot may be,
A rainbow on the storm of life,
An anchor on its sea.
There is a story told of an old
»Scotch deacon who courted a girl for
a good many years, hut never found
j courage to ask her to marry. One
day after they had been "keepin'ci
P a,, y"ßr »bout ten years, he ventured
j to solicit a kiss.
j "Let me first ask a blessing," lie
I said uiyl, falling upunJtti knees, he
I He next with due circumspection
' and Scotch deliberation, possessed
. himself of the kiss,when,with a sound
ing smack, he exclaimed, "Eh ! wo
Let us rc
an, hut it was good !
turn thanks !"
That prince of good fellows, John
G. Saxe, has added this to the kiss
ing literature :
Give me kisses—all is waste
Have the luxury of the taste.
And for kissing—kisses live
Only when we take and give.
Kiss me, then,
Every moment and again."
There are poetic kisses and Pla
tonic kisses—such as the beautiful
; Madame Recauiior gave to Chateau
I britmd ; there are historic kisses—
; such as those recorded in the book of
j Genesis ;
1 Solomon tells us about and treaeher
; ous kisses, that betray.
And the jist seldom slips
But it strikes a tender chord ;
And a kiss was on the lips
Of the wretch that sold his Lord.
What is the sweetest kiss in the world?
Who can tell? Passion puts a sting
into its kisses—love is selfish—duty
cold. The kisses of friendship are
mere compliments. The kiss of re
conciliation between those who truly
love should be the sweetest of all
kisses. There is a kiss that is the em
bodiment of purity, innocence, and
tender, trustful love. It is a fiuttcr
j big, clinging, rosebud kiss, that leaves
a memory as pure and loving as it
self; it is the baby's kiss.
"Mistress Mary, quite contrary.
How does tue baby grow ?
Colie spoils, and ears like shells,
And kisses from top to toe."
It is upon the baby's kisses that
the heart of the mother lives. Oh, the
I little ones that have been laid away
I baptized with tears and kisses ! the
\ kisses that were given not back agniu
! and yet which were so dear—-so
! dear.
spiritual kisses—such as
I "Dear, as remembered kisses after
j death," says Tennyson.
I There is ft pretty Icgcnrl that
dimple in ids chin, laid
j tlicre by an angel's kiss and whoever
j he kissed would surely receive that
I dimple, so the German says of one
|wh 0 has dimpled Chiu," "She is
I Christ-kissed.
I The kiss of respect is given upon
! the fbre | lead that of admiration upon
I Christ had
It is said"men do not waste kisses
the eyes ; that of beauty upon the
' cheeks. The kiss of love is given
upon the lips.
upon each other when they can do
bo much better, but i
chapter of the Bible some old pat
riarch falls upon the neck of some
other old patriarch and kisses him,
and the father of the prodigal son
™" k *^«l him and ttrayl^
Ward Beecher kissed Iheodore lil
, r ery other
ton, and, however distasteful it may
be, men do kiss each other at the pre
1 gel jj time when they meet after long
absence and are closely related or
. T J
liave a Da vid and Jonathan sort of
friendship for each other.
The late Princess Alice, eldest
daughter of Queen Victoria, and wife
of an Austrian Prince, lost her life
through a kiss ; two of her children
died of diphtheria, and she could not
resist the pleading of her dying boy :
to "kiss mamma she kissed his pal •
ing lips in an agony of mother love
ai*d took the dread disease, which re-,
suited fatally. No doubt the kisses
of young lovers taste better than any
luxury yet discovered—they must be
spoony and innocent and untutored—
for kisses like other nectar of other
of the j.cds lise their flavor in time.
"They stood above the world
In a world apart,
And she dropped her happy eyes
And stilled the throbbing pulses
Of her lmppy heart ;
And the moomight fell above her
Her secret to discover
As though no human lover
Had laid his kisses there."
The dramatic kiss has attracted
considerable attention lately. The
way in which Emma Abbott kisses
that handsome Castle, who plays
"Paul" to her "Virginia," is too, too
much ! It is accorded variously as
"emotional," "paroxysmal,''"spontane
ous," "absorbing," and everybody
wonders when little Emma learned to
kiss in that way. Sarah Beinhart
makes a little rush at her vis-a-vis,
and kisses him behind the ear before
he ki
vs wlnit it is all about.
Anderson's kisses remind an actor
.vho plays with her of the time he
when a boy, and now all the old
boys are looking for froz^i lamp-posts
to kiss. Here is a daring bit of senti
ment : V
"Up to her chamber window
A slight wire troll is grows,
And up this Romeo's ladiLr
Clambers a bold white fuse.
To her scarlet lips she holds him
And kisses him nityrfy a time ;
Ah me! it wnshcj'hut won her,
Because he dared to climb."
About Editors.
Every editor loves to have his friends
and particularly his readers, call on
him. They belong to the same family,
as it were. But when you call to see
the editor don't stay too long. Editors J
are generally very busy in business
hours. If you have any suggestion to
make, or news to communicate, state
it in as few words as possible. Don't
oder an excuse, or indulge in a long
preface to what you have to say. Blurt
it right out; tell the editor you wish
him well, and bid him good-day. Edit
ors dote on such men as that; they
, . „ „ . T r
love to receive cal, from then. Dont
argue with him; don t try to do it; he
has no time for argument while at his
When you write to an editor for
publication, make it short—boil it
down. Pitch right into the middle
of your subject and he sure to stop
when you are through. Editors al
ways like something fresh and origi
nal in the way of communications,
un.l are especially fund of nows. But j
tho editor must always be the judge
of what is worthy of publication. Of i
course every writer thinks his own
production the best, just as every
mother thinks her baby the pret
tiest that ever was horn. But the
... , . , ,
editor may he so stupid as to have a
different opinion. If so, it cant he
helped. Don't try to urge him out
of liis notion. If lie is too stupid to i
appreciate n good thing, you can't ex- !
pcet to remedy his dullness. You :
mft y think I' 0 » ftre tt S ood dcftl 8niart I
er ^ lan oditor, and that nmy be
,in,e > ' )ut l* 10 editor may be responsi -1
hie and you are not. There is no j
clasa of mcn so anxious to please a
majority oftlie people as editors are.
Ther0 is no olas3 of people so
olls oI ^ ia S ou< » opinion ot others. It
is wellt o remember that fact.

"I'll mnkc you dance," cried an
irate mother, pursuing her erring son,
slipper in hand. "Then," remarked
the juvenile, "we shall have a bawl."
The coffi „ wnB „ plttin one _ a
raiafr „ ble ine coftin . No flowcr „ on
the , op . „„ lining 0 f white satin from
, )llle brow . 110 smooth ribbons
IA Noble Reverge—Evil not the
Best Way to itight a Wrong.
about the coarse shroud. The brown
hair was laid deceatly hack, but there
the chin.
primped cap with tie beneath
The Sufferer of cruel pov
erty smiled in liar sleep ; she had
found bread, rest and health.
"I want to sec my mother," sobbed
a poor little child, as the undertaker
screwed down the jtop.
"You cannot ; feet out of the way
one take the
boy ; why don't s
brat ?'
"Only let me see one minute!" cried
the helpless orphan, clutching the side
of the charity box, as he gazed upon
the coffin, agonized tears streaming
down the cheeks on which no childish
bloom ever lingered. Oh ! it was
painful to hear him cry the words,
"Only once ; lit me see mother, only
once !"
Quickly and brutally the heartless
monster struck tho boy away, so that
he reeled with thf blow. For a
meut the boy stood panting with grief
and rage—his blu* eyes distended,his
lips sprang apart, fire glistened
through his eyes is he raised his lit
tle arm with a moot unchildish laugh,
and screamed : j
"When I'm a ufon, I'll be revenged
for that!" j
There was a citfin and a heap of
earth between th« mother and the
poor forsaken i^ild—a monument
•h stronger thin granite built in
the boy's heart the. memory of the
heartless deed, j * * *
The court hoi. ß was crowded to
suffocation. h
"Does anyone ppcaras this man's
counsel ?" asked ie judge.
Ttafta was a si enoe when he hail
»im ed until, wit tightly press
ligenee blended (with u haughty re
serve upon his hahdsomo features, a
young man stepped forward with a
linn tread and kindly eye to plead for
the friendless one. ille was a stranger,
hut at the first sentence there was si
lence. The Bÿlcjjuàfrr of his genius
cn tra n ceil^Gonv j need.
The man who could not find a
friend was ucquitied.
"May God bless you, sir ; I can
not he exclaimed.
"I want no thanks," replied the
, . , .
fweniy years ago t m day you struck
a broken-hearted little boy away
from his dead mother's coffin. I was
that hoy."
The man turned livid.
"Have you rescued me, then to
take my life ?"
"No I have a sweeter revenge
I have saved the life ofa man whose
brutal conduct has rankled in my
, . iir .
breast for the last vwentv vears. "Go
L im( , rcmelnber ,h e tears of u
iH( . n(Jlcæ chUd; .
"I—I—I believe you
are un
known to me."
"»Sir, I will refresh your memory.
bowed his head in shame
and went from the presence of magna
uimity, as grand to him as it was in
A Party Named Johnson.
One of the patrolmen on Jefferson
avenue was halted yesterday by a
stianger who seemed to have had a
j wrestle with thc tumbling-.-.,d of u
thl . es i lin g nme hif>, and who lowered
pj s vo i cc a w
« W ell, for hs'anco if a party
uam ed Johnsonlivho came here to see
the Knights null the soldiers and
bave a g 0ùd tir L should inform you
tbat be bad i 0Bt ; bis watcb cou ) d j. 0 „
do an ytl,ing for dm on the quiet ?"
"And if the jsiune party named
J obnS on should inform you that he
Jj ad lost a clean hundred dollars,
isper as he began :
to you in strict
"Can I speak
fielen ce ?"
"It's according to what you desire
to communicate, '
that would bo confidential also ?"
"And if this u;.an Johnson should
further add that .lie had been drunk
twice, had three \ fights, been licked
three times and \Vas all broke up and
a hundred miles from home without a [
nickel, ynn wmilitn't aiv« it. awav so I
that his family c&uld hear of it?
"Oh.no." f
"Can't be anything done for me,
can there ?"
"I hardly think so."
"I'd better take the dirt road home
eh ?"
"And gradually brace up as I grad
ually draw near home?"
"That's the idea."
"And not have any brass band out
to serenade me, nor send on any ad
vance word for the boys to assemble
to give me a public welcome?"
"I wouldn't."
Then I won't. I'll do just as you
say about it. I didn't expect to meet
with anv such kindnes
and sympa
thy here, and it affects me. Let's
shake! If you ever strike Living-1
ston county inquire for a party named
Johnson, and be powerful careful to
add that when you met him in De
troit he was leading the whole pro
cession. Where do I strike the How
! ell plank rode ?"
Snubbing Women.
Of course, the age has gone by in
which man can find the satisfaction
he U6cd to take in the mere brute
sense of physical superiority to wo
men. But has he got rid of the abo
riginal desire to play the lord ? Hold
ing fast in his hands the huilk of the
desired positions in life, docs he look
with satisfaction on the idea of wo
men stepping in and claim
ing a modest percentage of them ?
mental hypocrite who would assert
that masculine majority'does. Poll
the colleges of the land, and take the
vote of the ehivalric students whether
the young woman of the country
should enjoy the same advantages of
education with themselves. Nine to
ten, they would black-ball the idea.
Of course they think they d r this in
the best interests of the girls who are
too sweet i
is either a fool or a senti
dear to be reserved for I
any purp^J.ul b.vil drL
And it must he admitted that
whole bevies of them are wonderfully
attractive for these purposes. But
suppose a certain portion of them do
desire a broader education, and arc
unhappily endowed with an amount
of brain and enthusiasm that makes
them restless and miserable under
conditions that content the cverage.
Do the ranks of man spontaneously
divide for their passage through ; do
the hats come off in respect, while the
voices raise the "Halve Regina?" No,
from the start the superior girl has
to take an amount of snubbing from
, her brother at home, society at large,
| nm , tho ol . Uere in tho nml .
ieal or other profession she aspires to,
that would bluff oft' and dishearten
half the boys and young men of the
land. There arc, no doubt, notable
exceptions to such disposition among
men, and their number is increasing,
Still the true knighterrantry of the
age is, as yet confined to the limited
few who, having conquered the se
I ductive luxury of indulging in a cer
tain intellectual-contempt for women
or chivalrously addressing themselves
to the rescue of distressed maidens set
upon by a mob of vulgar and enslav
mg prejudices.
Madame Ste. Hilaire's Necklace.
The wife of the great French
naturalist, M. Geoffroy Ste. Hilaire,
once lost a handsome diamond ncck
lace, and the house was in an uproar
in consequence of the vanished bau
ble. Incidentally the naturalist
mentioned that a favorite baboon,
which he kept upstairs, had bcen
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playing for some days past with a
necklace precisely similar to the one
described. He was indignantly
1 asked why he had not taken tho
necklace from the animai, "I thought
that it belonged to him," calmly
made answer M. Geofli-oy Ste. Hil
aire. Tho naturalist had lived so
long with animals, he had become so
thoroughly absorbed in their habits
and idiosyncrasies, that he could sec
no kind of meongnuty m a monkey
possessing a diamond necklace. I bus j
Fransham, the Norwich polythelsf,
when somebody loft him a legacy to
£26, proposed to buy a pony with
the money. It
[ could not ride, anil he was asked
I what ho wanted a horse for. "To
notorious that he
' walk about with and talk to," was
hi? reply.
Not to be Discouraged.
At Dalton, Ga., th iy poinft d out an
old darkey who was to be married that
evening, and I took asaet beside him
on the depot platform and said:
"Uncle Reuben, is it true that you
to be
"Yes, sah —yes, sah; you's hit it
'zactly right, sah.',
"Were you ever married before?"
"Why, bress your soul, boy, diswill
be my fo'th wife."
"How long is it since your last one
lied ?"
"Jist free weeks nex' week Satur
Tied to-night?"
1 ,
'Isn't it pretty sudden
-hen you
have been a widower for two weeks
only ?"
"I reckon not, sah. I doan'seel.ow
1 1 kin help de ole woman any bvtrab
blin' round alone."
"And they tell me that you are over
seventy years old?"
"Yes, sah —I'z risin' of seventy
'And yon don't even own a
chicken ?'
'No, sah.'
'And the bride is as badly oft'ns
jist 'zactly, sah.'
'Don't the future look a little dark
to you ?
"See heah, white
old chap, as he slid to the ground,
and brushed the dust off his coat-tails.
," replied the
"I doan' like dat
I'ze ole
)' nrgyment.
poo,' an' doan' know
much ; but I ain't de sort of a mule
to take a fo'th wife widout makin' all
'rangements to board will her fadder,
an' gin him my note wheneber any
thin' am due. \Spose I'ze gwine to
bo sleepin' in fence co'ners, an libin'
on green apples kase my las' ole wo- l
man tuk a noshun to die ? No, sah
I isn't dat s< rt of a mourner. I'ze
got to dat aige whar I'ze got to be
I tooeen car' of, if I has to
Bow He Named the Baby.
In the city of Portland, Me., one
of the leading auction and commis
sion houses employs a porter who re
joices in the name of Tim Ryan.
Tim hud been noticed for some time
to be rather indifferent to his duties ;
occasion of his negligence, replied':
"To tell the truth, sir, I've had a
little boy bora till me ; and I want
to name him after both of yees, but
I don't entirely get the suise of the
being questioned as to the
The dilemma in which the porter
was placed was apparent ; and the
members of the firm endeavored to
devise a suitable cognomen for the
1 kidling. Tim continued dissatisfied,
however, not withstanding the most
; ingenious splicings of titles. At
length, one morning he was observed
to bo unusually active ; in explana
j tion of which phenomenon lie told
! his employers :
"Me boy was christened last night,
"But," said the senior, "you must
have had a name for him."
"I did, sir."
"How did you get over that diffi
culty you had about it ; what did you
call your boy ?' '
With a perfect radiant confidence,
Tim answered : "Edward M. Patten
& Co. Ryan, sir?"
It Is needless to add that the firm
"came down," in behalf of that little
namesake, in a style worthy oi their
reputation for generosity.
( all at once, any more than grace be
I gets angels. I here is an iniuncy m
I e yil ns= we U ns goud, and it U often
bard w tbe imp irom tbe cbe r ub .
But hard surely matures. We must
check or cherish it early or demon will
B row anc » ll' e seraph perish.
Sin does not produce devils in
When a man kums to me for advice
I find out the kind of advice he wants,
and giv it to him ; this satisfys him
that ho and Iare two azsmart men az
there is living.
^ ie London W orld has statistics to
prove that lawyers haye less sickness
> 8 a cla8s than phymeiura, hut a« an
j oflset physicians can get their medi
eines for about fifty per cent. off.
A moolley cow has no horns. It i
different from a man in this
speet. I
The more herus he has the millier he
Man receives more curses for what
he dees not accomplish, than praises
for what he nctuaflv does.

«BT il nn& Ih m er.
est when full.
I, like some men, is Li
Many a husband, whose wife is his
only treasure, would gladly lay her up
in heaven.
Why docs a thrifty housewife never
attain perfection ?—Because she is al
ways mending.
The life of a locomotive is only thir
ty years. This is another warning to
inveterate smokers.
A young lady of this city calls an
admirer who weighs close on to 250
pounds her Jumbeau.
Archimedes invented the slang
phrase, "Give us a rest," when he of
fered to move the world with his lever.
The poet who sweetly referred to
the "sighing of the winds" should go
out Wi st and experience a sighclone.
It is only in New Jersey that the
people speak of a "widow woman."
All other states grant the sex without
Before the wedding day she vus
dear and he was her trersaro ; but
afterward she became dearer and he
The block ofgranite which was an
obstacle in the pathway of the weak,
becomes a ttepping-stone in the path
way of the strong.
A man's heart is in his pi ricardium
when lie is engaged ; but after he has
been married about five years it works
around into his poekot-hoi k.
A domestic paradox: "You know,
Johnny, you cannot have your cake
and cat it too." Johnny—"But, mother
how can I eat it unless I have it?"
Nothing gives to the sevcn-dollars
a-week clerk
ly opale
•h the air of prince
in a heck
s. riding h
the depqt, after
It is said playing the violii
nervousness. The remedy is doubtful.
Where one fiddler is soothed, ten
may he
lodgers in the same hoi
state of distracliui.
driven to
Health journals insist upon reposing
on the right side only and claim'that
it is injurious to lie cn both sides, bi:t
we don't know where they will find a
healthier looking set of men than law
in record sent
The meaiK ivt
through a post-office presided over by
a woman a postal card on which wr i
written : "Dear Jack - Hire's the de
tails of that scandal," And then the
rest was in Greek.
A Lexington (Ky.) youth
weift to work in the country, wrote his
girl, a June graduate, that hew
ing a calf. Imagine Ins feelings when
the girl replied : "lam glad you have
begun to support yourself."
lie, after proposing
"1 suppose in the end you
will be marrying some idiot of a fel
low—" » y he, breaking in—"Excuse
me, if j meant to do that I should
have accepted your ofilr." Silenci.
The orate
key to this £
solemnly inquir' d the orator, pai:si
impressively. And the
front seat who hud been coughing all
the evening huskily replied that h
reckoned it must be a skeleton hoy.
When a mans hair standsui uyl
an ordinary perse
stauds ; but you can't get the <1 cN r
to talk that way. Tho doctor calls it
horripilation. This makes the patients
hair stick up worse than ever, 1 ut
it gives the family confidence in the
and being
answered : "What is the
ysten* of d iph
try, Ii Ytw
Johnny, who had been soaked by
the rain the dnv before, end win»
didn't know that cloth shrinks when
et, exclaimed : "Mother I
told you that rain would make mo
grow ! These clothes were big c nough
yesterday, now they're too
it is
sii !"
A boy paid his first visit to one oft he
public schools the other day as c scholar
and ns lie came home at nLht his
mother inquired : "Well, Henry, Low
do you like going to school ?" "Bully !
h: replied, in r.u excited voicc. * I
saw four boys licked, cne girl getb-.r
care pulled, and a ! ig seh unr hi . n. .1
his elbow on the :-t v >. Id*:,
a di-

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