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1/11 11 . I 'S,-,5:1 TRI WEEK.LY'. w.. n. .TEUZv P *blisb er. }The Voice of the Pcople is Our only Ivasel . as.. VOL. 2.aT , AT RU ,LHtor. JUNE 3, 180.N VOL. 2. BATON ROUGE, LA., rl¶"IIUIISDAY, JUNE 3, 1880.NO 4 ATTORNEYS. C V. P(OPE, Arrouvir .ar L.tw and SNotar'y 'ulblic, I'Port Allen, West, lhduln Rouge, La. Spclinl ittention given to the cot. lecti a of atcotntl, taking td timony unIler e(uno iniaionl, tand to all otlher ni aItor, rtnquiring Ith attnlltion of an, A torn'ey or Notary ItI th( I sh p'riat of West lllton Ionlge. apal v2t'l.l IT M. IJAN(G, A'rroINaY ANDo C'orrNBLºo IL. At Law, Donaldsonville, La. Will prac tice In all the courts of the State of Lounisiana. rUIHOM. B3. DJIJREE, A'rrorNKY I. and Counselor at Law. (Office-No. 6, Pike's Row, Batton Rlouge, La. Will practice in the Ntate and Fbderal Courtls I ERRON,H IRD &1 HI'fAL E L ArroulYN rand CoUssl.onu AT LAW. Office on North Boulevard street, near the post oflice, Baton Rouge, ,Ia. Will attend to all law )sHi neos entrueted to thent in this i(atl a.(joitoillng parihes. A. H. Herron .....(, C. Bird..... I. P. BI'ale. VAVROT & LAMON. Arroiu A. v.Y AT LAW. Office on North Bloulevard street, Baton Rongo. La. Will attend to all law a.inies gntruntedt to them in this and ad Jointit parishes. II. M. Favrot ......... ... . - I. Latnon. E W, & S. M. IROI IEERTMON, E Attotl'uys aIntll C'ounselors at Law. Office on North Boulevard lstreet, Baton Rtouige, La. Will piractie in the eoventeetnth and Eightenl'cth Jtldicial Districts. E. W. lohertl. ....... M1. Robertsolt. (lEO, W. BICKI(NER, Attorney I at Law and Notary Pullie, Ieaton I:ouge, La. Businel n promptly attended to. DAVID & GARl WG. (3JIACKER)4 *OI)A, CUIAMt AND i'~l'(;AI I (arkortH Stag I'leeeeks, iege'e Iieeae. As scertrd ('ski's ited j eeeclIe's, anl iuresto sik sit 1)AVI1)Al,& ;A I;t ( . UT TNIF .-Chhsnepaglic', ( n'tinwle, Chanitee-i. 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M. itITV1~ & & ')., ANl~ll'V .JACK#SON. kuc UUAI~r~l ASt) M()t,!A8~I'S-l y fIt'( Iun luctiftniii trict's, by~ for gte~ 1~ luitoi,, ititil, iii farct, all a tirht'8n bat Ath~l~lh'S *JAIA(Ml'oN. ,ij11 htiatrils, 'I't';it'8' aiuIt1 Barlk IkirhtiM, Naiils, Mlii' 33' ANl)I'HEW .JA (:KSON. in 1 ("1OliN,- OA\·'1'r~ A~t) IIUN - Lalrge\ Dic j"()lYI·'IS-lriI Milcl ll il bags~ of I~iti( C' Ciuff'e`, thiffit' itt.~l gi'aih'8~, alt Iliwt'Nf ~itNtl3i'of ANIhIE~~lV JA('KSON. ICar Itlobt. F. hIereford, N. I)., 1'I Szt~rM~ ut t~lgmon Iiilnr:i' Iurutf viii I ittv i ~ fl (I iltiet-('on' Illiti Tsuhu~ t I'' aird I' lttiii nl~cI x Iti'' 11101. arc Ifi'ituii, AriiI~c'w iikxhic~.\li, in. t; tugl, caje It,'i'. hr1. t ;ixw~lirii, Mlijii W. 'I. t'1uu-~Lrliw unit of 11Sf l Rlliigi' *lutnirnlrii 10thl. l~s10. ait I~hti'I~t know,,l III. It lra llu uit 11 frc or l ulll'~ ill' piiitrit it affouti lijlalI~lhl' 11,Iii ~ritc'tiurn'iet li ,,, aunt phyitclrtc, enltlni'tv wortfir i~f II~u'ir totili. 43wce JUt1'y1) ¶flLQ~3. J'IUTN 'jTfQh *f LINE6S I.V AN AIWUJf. 01 Il IlltRT IIARrK. Sweet Mary, maid of San Audli as, Upon Iher natal day 0 l-ntred an album, double gill, Elntitled "'The Iktquet."' t lilti whlit its llrlllnome w2as, He0yond hi Its Inale nsuLn couild not. gueIs, i And no 1'ltwe!pn its gilded leavens h The fHower lie gave iihe'd I eIIs. at Vet Ilhiino htr not, ottic y lth, St ' ol' ii idetl too great thei wronl, in Shlle' kllow ot Iltwlhlllthorne'l blhftO, tir lohvedl I Ml irautll 'v's Ilowers if Ho14o111. Her hlnll book was the total snlg at Of her poetic lore ; And, Ihaving tead Ithruonguh 1)r. Wtts, She didl not ask for Molile. ltit wI t ouin ihe il hcer holok lagain, l`ow great was hier ,Iptrisulie 'To find the leaves oti either side, Sltained deep with criillunol diyes. And thIat fair rose, lih latelnt gil, l, A shpll 'loei fortli 8le views; Its fragLaticeo sped, its beautliy Iled,i And vanisheid all its dews. io Too Slid Wily your illlll niistiike, Yet, oine, mnethinks, that wiser folks ok A ro vit ,' apit to (make. di %Vhn 'twix Ithe lehns waild tihx lshapes P That love and truth ,188li1ille, f Will litnd they keep, like Mary's loeu, The'11 1 111 nl not lthe bloollm. The Beauty's Choice. i Mrs. I[awley's prettiest boarder wlats the bit of a blonild girl named Floreouce Castleton. It was a ellailintic Hallle, aind lito had a romanitic history. Iler parents were dead, she was the heiress Hi of their property, and hadul it guardian lie had been in love wilh her mother, and was very Jealoiis of the lfailghter's guardianshilp, reatiug her with arlitrary power, atid teasing her quite 111 as pleasing her with his affections. Yet, it wast quite exasperating to the w young men to see her hanging on his nI arm, an,! be a handsome bachelor of only forty. He boarded at a hotel, she had AMrs. 1 awley's prettiestsot of rooms. st They wore furnished by herself, and most charmingly, in rose wood, and blue it damask. She "had canaries, and a ml King Charles spaniel, and a tiait under I her authority, ind it was but a short h; time after her arrival before every young bI man in ,the house was remarkably e1 subservient to her. ti There were four youn;g nlen inll the house-Ciharley Childs, Fred ('rove, St Leonard Martin,and Dick Manchester- - I all bright, agreooeable, nrriageble young gi moei, antid all iidmlirers of Florence w Castloton. Finally there was atnother, I butl'ho was too plain and bashful to be admitted to the elegant ranks of Miss Castloton's galaxy of beaux, and no one C thought of his being any one's lover. Ils Inato was David Atwood. 1[e was b ia book-keeper, was plait in dress, and ai evidently straightetned in means. lie had one of the suiallest of Mrs llawley's sio- A roomts, spent all of his days and uiost of al his eveuiings in the ofilice where he wuts v elulloyedl, uever went to theatres or sj the oplera, aiind possessted not the slight. I0 eost style of tIlltI'ner. The others laulghed at hilni-he wasso t shy, land awkward, atnd bashfull. And L Florentuce Castleton often joined the oi laugh, silvery; yet Ito otle offered hlitu p any ldilespcct. Itideed, they all ac- l ktowloedged himn to be 'a good younlllg i man, but o holtely andl aiwkward.' Iloreouc Castletoll had a prelty voice h for singitg, and used to play upon a el guitar,a beautiful one, itlaid with llarll, R which ler guardian had givenl hier, h One evenhig, after D)avid Atwood had 1 resiled ii the house about six weeks ci she broulght it down ihto the Ilarlor alnd 1sat t down to play. P The youtug meino gatlhertd aroulltd to v sing with iher. Young Martit sanig very well and Charley Chilsn slung better. 'I While they were sitgiing David Atwood tl came in. it lie slipped into a corncer lllid mat dowt fi in his shy way, uand was nuinoticed until ti Dick Mahlnchester, whlo was restless for o' mischief, called out: 'Mr. Atwood won't you conie and sing with us ?' si '1 do not sing,' lie said quietly. i 'Nor play t' asked D)ick. 'Only upon the violin,' I2e answered. a Florence was struunini g Iler guitar ti carelessly. 'WVou't Mr. Atwood lot Is hear hiti a play tpon tho violin ,' asked Dick, a glancing slyly at Martin, ai if he was C startinig game. * awaited Atwood's t answer with a certain degree of interest. 'I have not used ny violin since I g came hoee, I will tnpack it, alnid if none it of the strings are brooken I will play, and he rose quietly and left the room. 'I never knew a country bumkin who a Shadn't a fantasy fora fiddle/said Martin. 'There, he'e coming back. Now, if any- P one has fastidious musical sensibilities I'd advise him to decamp.' t 'I'll stay,' said Dick. c 'We'll all stay and see the fun,' said i Grove, sitting down by Miss Castleton. I David canme in. I began to under- t stand what was coming as Ihe bent his head over the violin and drew the bow C lightly across the strings. In a moment g * he glided into an air of Verdi'e so light a an1l graceful that it was like the fall of sea spray. every ear and eye was glven I in rapt attention ; some in delight, sonme in troubled doubt, as if they could not believe their senses; some in spleen and envy, and all in amazement. As tonishnment was the prevailing emo tion. ' When he had linished the opera air, lie asked: 'Is there any tune you would particulrrly like i' And he glanced to- B wards the side of the room where Flor once Castih,!oni sat, rather than at Dick and Marti,. 'Will 3,ou play the 'Phantom Chorus I from Faust ?' asked Florence. And the mild sweet tones caine forth obediently, I in beautiful perfection. Air followed ' air. The company sat spell-bound until the suddenly revealed musician laid down his bow. A chorus of eulogistic e phrases and expressions of gratitude followed, but David Atwood smiled only at Florenlce Castletonl's simple re mnark, 'We thank you.' lie left the room. A little while after ' P. I went through the hall, and met him. 'You have surprised and delighted us I t with your performance, Mr. Atwood,' I o said. e' lie smiled. I "r 'I learned to play to please a little j sH sick sister I had once,' lie answered. I n 'Since she (lied I do not care to play I r, inuch, although I love music.' J ,4t thou l'lorence Castleton Ilitted I by and went up stairs. I thought she I to heard what he said. 'I)o you think she liked it ?' lie said, I to with amusing simplicity and direct- t i ness. of 'Yes. I am sure she did,' I answered. a o0 It soon became perceptible to all ob- r 5. serving people how much David At ,t wood was in love with Miss Castleton. a 0 It e would turn' pale every time she I a spoke to him, and once when lie brought, or her at chair in an awkward hurry, I saw I rt himi trembling like a leaf under her ug beautiful eyes. 'T'hey were together that 1y evening, with three or tour others, in the parlor. I ie 'Miss Castleton,' said a pretty little e, school girl, who idolized Florence for - her beauty, alter the manner of school < ,g girls, 'your eyes are just the color of the I ce water off Cony Beach, where I saw it I r, last summer.' ( be Miss Castleton laughed. ss 'They are like sunmmer skies,' said oe Charley Childs. 'I swear that they are just like the as binding of 'Owen Merodith'--in blue d and gold,' said Dick Manchester. I d 'And what is your comparison, Mr. .- Atwoodl' said Florence, looking up if archly at David. llis answer was in s voluntary. 'They are like the blue lake r spur which used to grow in mny nmoth t. er's garden,' hlie said, florence Castleton ilushed ; it was o the ollly timie I had seen her blush,. d Looking up, she suddenly mnet the eyesI e of her guardian, Mr. Gray, who was in present. Rising quickly, sIhe went to I c- thie piarlo, and seating herself, plalyed a g light air. T'hat night a cry of lire awoke nie. I co lay unalffected for a moment, unntil I I a suddenly perceived thie odor of smoke. I I, Rising iluickly, I opened my door; the I hall was tilled with smoke, alnd there zd was great confusion in the house. The s cry of 'Fire! lire!' arose. d I flung on a wrapper, drew on slip- 1 pers, and commenced putting my most I o valuable papers into my writing-desk. I ry While I was doing this there came a r. quick step on thie staire,and a voice crying I d the nriarlmes of all who slept on thie land ing. 1 opened my door again and saw n, for the first time that the doors of all il the other chambers were open, and the or occupants had fled. It was a servant. 't 'Oh, cono downv, for heaven's sake!' she cried. 'The back pare of the house is atire from cellar to roof, inside !' There were doors in the hall shutting all the back part of the house off from ar the front. 'Are all out'1 1 asked, llinging a coat mI around me, and taking up my precious 'k, writing desk. 'Miss Houston, and Miss as Castleton I' said I, as we went through l's the smoky hall. st. 'Iieaven have mercy !' cried the Irish I girl, 'but I don't think Miss Castleton no is out! I haven't seen her! Oh, what ,, will I dor' Just then a ligure came leaping up lo stairs. n. 'Go down ! he cried to me, as he sprang -- put me. ois He flung open the door between the two halls. A volume of smoke poured out, and I retreated. It was David id Atwood. I knew in stinctively that he ur; n. had gone for Florenee Castleton uani all r- that she would iinnediately'be safe. mi is Down-stairs the people were carrying Tt out furniture, and the greatest confusion a SIand consternation, mingled with much Ti bt active energy, prevailed. . p11 of Mr. Gray caught the arm of Mrs. tb an Hawley, ashe fleddown the stairs wwitlh sli ne a pile of valuable clothing. be ot Miss Castleton, Mrs. Hawley--where ev an is she 1' ho cried. ye 'I don't know !' she exclaimed despair- ro ,. ingly. 'Someone went for her. 1 have "( not seen her-' wI ir, Mr. Gray interrupted her with an oath a Id and sprang to the stairs but at that in- do o. stant the ligure of David Atwood erner* an ,r. ged from the smoke on the stairway, th Dk with the senseless form of Florence Cas- ce tleton in his arms. She had apparently pi Us fainted with fright, or been overpower- sh he ed by the smoke. She was half dressed: ap b, her beautiful hair swept over David's us od arm, her white, unconscious face was ad til clasped to his breast. be id They carried her into the air, and she w lic soon revived, and was carried to the of dle hotel where Mr. Gray resided. til ed The fire was finally extinguished, but th re. the house was very much injured, and m rendered untenable until repaired. It to or was spring, and I went out of town; but pc that summer 1 received the lollowing ni us letter from Jeanette Manchester: in I "My Dearest Esther : I've such news at to tell you 1 Florence Castleton has matried that horried, awkward David I ui tie Atwood, who is a fright, if he does play or d. beautifully on theviolin. It seemsthat at ny lie saved her from the fire, and she went tI into a passion of gratitude, and he told Ti ad her that he loved her; and that was a he le pretty state of affairs for that aristo- ca cratic Gray, who is more than half in gi d, love with her himself, 1 believe. But tI t- they say that Florence said to him: w Dear guardian, roemmbor my niother, w d. and he gave up and let her le b- marry Atwood. 1 was not at the wedding im Lt- it took plaee at the Gray's country seat, m n. and they say that the bride wore blue in he larkspur in her hair, Horrid taste! m ht and so forth. hIorrid taste! and so as Lw forth. fe or J. MAxNCIuEKMT. gR at I smiled. I was glad. of inI -- ---- -----.- ca HE BAOKED DOWN. re 610 Ii or Before the train left Ray city yester- L1 col day morning for Detroit, a woman near- or he ly six feet tall, and having a complexion w it like a fresh burned brick, entered the; re depot followed by a dog nearly as big hii as a yearling calf. llaving purchased gi id a ticket, the woman stood beside the oe train until the conductor cantle along, ci he when she led off with- f no "You have been pointed out to me as g, the boss of this train." at Ir. "Yes'I," was his modest reply. ip "Well, I'm going to Detroit for' the hl n- old man." in e "Yes." ai h- "And this dog is going along with mne. al lHe goes where I go every time in the as year." b. "Yes, he can go dlown in the lagguge hi es car." as "Not any he can't! That's what It to stoppled you for. This dog is goin'long it I a in this 'ere ear and nowhere else !" i "The rules of the road-" S I "Rules he hanged! My ole niau can I be banged around by everybody and he <e. never demanded his rights; but Lucin he da haint Thomas-not by a jugful'' " ire "Madam, let meu-" . w le "I don't want no claving off!" she si interrupted, as she peeoled a pair of black a, mittens off her big hands. I'm goingl ut and the dog's going, and what I want Ik. to know is whether you want to raise a 1 a row on thecare or hlave it right now and ng here !" id- The conductor looked the dog over, Sand was about to shake his head when C all the woman began untying her bonnet, he and quietly remarked: 'I spose, being as I am a woman, it l e!' would be no more than fair for the dog ise to sail in with me. Come here Leonidus!' c 'Madame,' replied the coutluctor, as he ng felt a shivergo up his leg, 'take your o ,m dog and get on board!' 'Honest Injunt' 'at Yes.' us 'No row after thecars start,' (ss 'No.' gh 'Then that settles that, and I'm much obleedged, though yon did kinder hang d ish off at first. Leonidus, foller meand be- b o have yourself.' A "sum" in arithmaUtic: If you Cai get t one towel out of one yard of cloth, how ti up nanny towelocan you get out of two b: yards The end man of the Georgial. b g nminstrel says it depends altogether oan how many thrae on the elothes-line -OAPBT4HAKIG . th It is one of the abief attileb of tlhlt mrystilfots household religion bhd ; by s, all earSiest housOwives that "all ir np~ th must come up every Sprin. g ppd ('a'." i To men this is pot only tIolishoesp, b ip a frequent and literal stnamblinf-bl o f Take the "spare-room' carpet, for axms n1 . ple. The pan, of the house remembers th that it wasbshaken last lFll ndpi t ,since that te pe' spare' roo il been used only four times, When, how- w1 ever, le remarks-to his wife, "Of Oodise, ati you're notgoing to take up the spare *d room carpet T" she invariably replies, to "Of course, I asi," and ,inquires if l tit wants to live in a perfect 'pi O:e.' As in a rule, no man of Anglo Saxon otigid st does wish to Inhabit either a perfIet ,or in an imlprfect pig pen, but it is seldom ts that the male mind canl trace any' pe- til cessary connection between llving ln & Ia pig pen and dispensing with thld riteof as shaking the spare room carpet, .Protests wi against carpet shaking are, however, fri useless. Where a woman has once hi adopted the belief that all carpets must do be taken up every Spring and Fall, she it will remain arm in the faith in spite of all persuasions. When the Spring co time comes, gentle Annie, or Maria, as ta the case may be, takes her tack ham- in Satmer and a china saucer to hold the as 'tacks, and then falling on her knees, bi performs the polomn ceremony of taking w' up the carpets with an unwavering faith th in its efficacy which is both beautiful tb 'and pathetic. it The work of shaking carpets is by as universal consent monopolized by col ored men, and, together with preaching and whitewashing, constitutes one of the three leading colored industries. I There is no doubt that, like the devout i housewife, the colored man looks upon hi - carpet-shaking in the light of a reli i gious ceremony. This alone explains Jo the solemn and reverential ipanner in which he does his work. He avoids with the utmost care all unseemily vio- t1 lence. lie handles, the carpet' witlh manifest awe. Often he pauses and ali may be seen, with the edge of the carpet z" in his grasp, gazing on vacancy in rapt * meditation. When he has finished L shaking, he hangs the carpet over the aI fence or a convenient clothes-line and hii gently taps it with a stick. This part f0 of the ceremony ip called "beating the " carpet," but the colored man evidently le regards it as a purely symbolic opera- "E Lion. lie would not hurt the carpet for' w the world, and were he to beat his wife M or small bay in the timid, reverential M way in which he beats a carpet, his di reputation as an energetic and faithful gi husband and father would be forever i gone. The shaking and beating being l ended, the colored nian folds up thebo carpet, carries it into the house, collects ti four or five dollars for his services, and as goes his way, while the housewife re- hi sumes her tack-hammer, puts down the d' carpet, and subsequently boasts to her I husband, with a touch of self-righteous- n' ness, that her knees are black and blue, L and that she don't believe she will be d able to walk for a week. In spite of all this trouble and labor, the hlst state of the carpet in little better than the first. It still yields its dust to lthe demtand of the broom. It is a still suspected of harboring moths, and its outwardl appearance is in no way improved. Most housewives have a secret and gnawing consciousness that carpet shaking produces no material b result, however much it may benefit the soul. There are few women who would not eagerly welcome any invention o whereby tho unsatisfactory carpet- 4 'shaking colored man should be super seded by really eflicient carpet-shaking is machinery. Such an alleged invention was recently brought to the knowledge h of Mrs. Peters, of Westboro, N. H., and g Swas hailed by that excellent woman o with great enthusiasm. p The agout who sold Mrs. Peters the ti Columnbian Carpet-shaking Machline ex- si plained to her the way in which it worked. The machine consisted of a large wire-gauze cylinder, .in which a carpet could be placed, and which was revolved at a high speed by clock-work. Within the cylinder was a collection a of flails and brushes, which, when put o in motion by its re-olutiou, thoroughly r beat and swept the carpet. The agent it asserted that his maohine would "thor- c oughly remtove all dust and extraneous " substances from the texture of the car- g pert, would destroy moths and other Sdeleterious insects, and would impart a ' beautiful gloss to the esurface of any car pet, rug or blanket, that might be sub- c t mitted to its action." When hlie had v tested its effect upon the parlor carpet, o Mrs. Peters was so charmed that she . bought the machine on the spot, andeas soon athe *e~e a. a.!, the dinin aroom cap6f, iad pat it lin the cylinder. J'or.sPoe reason the m lctsO . d b t k inpobe a to work, audt ia . Stbhklnqg,tChat there 'tmi be ss1m1hin iNwrv , Obk out trios aes ':" ;iptote isder hala 16 lr ao of te8teil o br Br *~'iiýd h it dddeilyi and we atelVt , tlht iaibohMe mahetita be :sli whole duty. The ;Plii atopped until the qqktip orl;:k h dqwg, p4 W he agent;I tg,, warUaS to runp orP twenty aiuntes. DuringF 1 time the machier was busily occupied in rehioving all dist and extrineouss etr' stintuee from the teitare of MtS. t"i'6t' in destroying ail moths aid other ' doCe Iterious itisects, and in Itparting alis tifulgloss tb'Mrs. Pers` rsurfae. 'In fact, it did everythbig that the agent said that it would do,, but when, folr weeks later, Mrs. Peters was able to rise from her sick bed, her airt apt was to hire a colored man to eart the machbine down to the Connecticut river and throw it into the deepest available pool. In suite of this impulsive and l4itable conduct on the partof an otherwise estil mable lady, the Columbia Carpet-shak. ing Machine may prove to be all thatit4 agent claims for it, and may yet be a blessing to the house-wife. If womena will have carpets shallen, it is desirable that they should be well shaken, and if this machine really does meet this want, it ought to gain a lasting popularity among earnest and careful housewives. .-N. Y. Times. JOSHUA SIN8' 8EBMON. Sunday night we had the pleasure of hearing, in the country, an African preacher of the old style. What his sub ject was it is hard to say, b~it the follow ing is a part of what we caught: An' there war a man'n hebben who, they called fr. Michael an' Mr. Michael wits Cap'n, all the army, but bimeby another man turns up. I don't recollect zactly, imy brudders, but if my men'ry serves me right, they called him Mr. Lucyfur. And Mr. Lucyfur brought lis apostellates, and Mr. Michael brought his angels, amta they feat, and Mr. Lucy fur lressed hint hard, till Mr. Michael said: "Go up inter do third hebbon, le'ftenant, and* tell de Lord to send ume weber thu,derbolts," and the leftenant went and brought 'em. Dten Cap'n Michael flung do flss thunderbolt, and Mr. Lucyfur guy back, and he flung do sncon' thunderbolt, and Mr. Lucyfur guy back, and he flung de third thun derbolt, and Mr. Lucyfur guy back, and lihe flung do fourth thunderbolt, and Mr. Lucyfur guy back, and he flung do fif thunderbolt, and Mr. Lucyfur guy back, and he flung do s ' thunderbolt, and it hit Mr. Lucyfur back on-what we call do banisters here, but dey calls em bet lamernIs in hebben. Den Ca''n Michael flung do sebentlt thunderbolt, and Mr. Lucyfur went ober wid one las' shriek down to h-c-l-I." Wl.en the preacher reached the last wordl, lIu pitched his voice an octaveo higher than the sermnon, and gave forth a shout that could have been heard half a , mlile.-Mac, Tielegraph and Mes .HC iger.. - . .. . " MY EMPIBRE." "My empire," says Queen Victoria, in Sher speech mannouncing the dissolution, of parliament. "My empire," is the phrase by. whieh Gen. Grant hopes one day to describe tht United Statee of America. Then Fred, the prince imperial, can indulge the wish he recently expressed in Mexico to put people who approaoh his august sire too irreverently in the I guard house; and the lieutenant-general I of the army of the United States can re peat his recent advice, more foreible a than elegant, in regard to presumptuous - seubjects : "Tell them to go to hell." a TWO BIDES OF A HUSBANID. Not long ago an elderly couple were walking. A lady on the opposite side of the street tripped and felldown. The t ol gentleman rushed across the street, raised his hat, and offered to assist her t in every possible way. Ilis wife follow. ed him across at a slow pace, and wit nessed his devotion to the stranger, she Sgot mad and shook her fist at him. r "lt'i all right-it's all right," he a whispered. "Yes, I know it is,"she hotly exclaim Sed, "here an unknown woman stubs her I toe, and you ploughacross the street to cat her up with kindness. The other e day, when I foll down stairs, you stood Sand laughed and chuckled, and tickled y.your ribe,,a d wanted to know if Iwa