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EATON, OHIO, Ii. GOULD. . TERMS Of SUBSCRIPTION! AeAdvaae - . . ' 1c Jos nimiin of an dtacrlpUona furnished eraer, and guaranteed to prore saiiaf aotory as W equality. DID SHE LOVE THEM ALL. . I keep then In the old, old box That Willie gare me Tears ago. The time we parted on the rocka ; His ship lay winging to and fro, At waiting in the lower bar ! I thought my heart would break that day 1 ' The picture with the penal re eyea la Willie T No, dear, that's young Blake, Who took tbe West Point highest prise fie went half crazy for my sake. -Here are a lot of rhymes be wrote, ' And here's a button off his coat. Is this bis ring T My dearest May, I nerer took a ring from him I This was a gilt from Howard Clay ; Just see, tbe pearls are getting dim. They aay that pearls are tears what stuff I The setting looks a little rough. He was as handsome as a prince , J And jealous I But he went to Borne Last fall. He's nerer written since, r I used to visit at his home A lorely place beyond Fort Leo; His mother thought the world of me I .. -' Oh, no I I sent his letters back. These eame from Washington. Bnt look, what a tremendous pack I Ha always wrote ma three for one. I know I used to treat him 111 Poor Jack ( he fell atChaneellorrrtlle. .. The rignettea ail that lot are scalps I took in London, Napiee, Nice, At Paris and among the Alps ; These foreign lorers act like geese ; But, dear, they are such handsome men, ' We go to France next year again. This la the doctor's signet-ting. These faded flowers 7 Oh, let me see ; Why, what Tory curious thing I Who could bare sent these lowers to me T Ab 1 now I bare it Count de Twirl ; He married that fat Crosbie gixL- Hla hair was red. Ion need not look 8o sadly at that raren tress. Toe know the head that lock forsook ; - tyou know but you could nerer guess I , Krtr would I tell ran for the world v bout whose brow that ringlet curled. Why won't I tell f Well, partly, child, Because you like the man yourself ; But most because don't get so wild I I hare not laid him on the shelf .. He's not a bygone. In a year " m tell you all about him, dear. AN ERRAND AT MIDNIGHT. [Youth's Companion.] On tbe east bank of tbe Bed River, op posite the. town ' of Alexandria, lies a long stretch of pine barrens, which ex tend a great many miles. On the west ern bank of the river the soil is as .fer tile, or more so, than tbe. rich lands of the Mississippi Valley, so of course no at tention is paid to the poor sandy soil of the Pine Hills. Yet to a certain extent these were utilized by the wealthy plant ers,' who built their summer residences here before the war, and spent three months out of the twelve where they could enjoy "the pure fresh air and deli cious spring water of the Pine Hills. Mr, Lay ton, an impoverished planter, had found himself compelled to make a permanent home of his pine woods refuge. There be and his two children, James, a boy of twelve, and Effie, a girl of two years younger, lived, with no neighbors nearer than three miles. About four miles from Mr. Layton's place was the little village of Pine ville. To a planter accustomed to rich lands and heavy crops, the meagre sandy hills were a sore trial. But Mr. Layton brought ' seme scientific knowledge to his farming, and in spite of its natural poverty, wrested some very fair crops of corn and cotton from his pine lands. Then his two motherless children were healthy and happy,, for they remembered no other home. " -" - James, was his father's assistant, and Elsie, in spite of her extreme youth, was almost as helpful and useful as if she had been twenty instead of ten.. ' Such a grave, thoughtful little woman as she was 1 Very pretty, too, with black eyes and yellow hair,, and a certain odd precjseness of speech, which grew out of her lonely life with books, which frere her usual companions. It was a clear, bright September even ng. - Elsie sat in the broad gallery in front of the house, sewing, and watching her father, who was driving his wagon through' the lane with the last load of corn. ,' ' "Have., supper ready before dark, Elsie," he called out to her. "I've sent James ten miles off on business, and he'll not get back until to-morrow. I'll have to work after supper to get all this corn in, liut.it will be moonlight until mid night, so it don't matter much." Elsie put up her sewing, and before dusk supper was on the table. Her father eat hastily, but stopped as he went out to kiss her. ; .v"Yort are the best little daughter in the world,' he said, " and what would papa do without his Elsie? Don't sit up for me, dear, for I may be late to night," , ... . . But to go to bed without a final good night to her father was impossible for the "little girl. She had her lessons to study, and a new Youth's Companion to read, and Elsie, like many other children in Liouisiana, thought tbe little paper was the very nicest in -the world. So she read on, every now and then stopping to listen to the thud of the corn as her' father threw it up in the barn, and to his cheery whistle. . "Isn't it a pity papa hasn't any one to help him f" she thought. ' Here's Tom gone to see his wife " (Tom was a hired man), and James away too, and poor papa won't get through for hours. O dear, and it s Saturday night, too 1" What farther thoughts passed through the child's mind were suddenly arrested by a terrible crash, and a loud cry from the barn, which was but a short distance from tbe home. Elsie sprung to her feet, her heart full of terror. She flew, rather than . ran, to the barn, but before she ' reached it she heard her father's groans, and found him lying on the ground. " I fell from the loft." he gasped. " I'm terribly hurt in my leg and side. I can't move, and no one to help me. What shall I do?" , " Oh, papa, can't I and Mammy Martha help you to the house? and Elsie tried to restrain her eobs. Mammy Martha had nursed ber father in his infancy, and clung to him in his reverses. " Call her," he said, faintly.' Bnt Mammy Martha had heard the fall as well as Elsie, and came hobbling fifii L.G. GOULD,Publisher. Deyoted to the Interests of He Democratic Party am the Collection of Local ani General News. - Terms, $1.50 per Annum, in Advance k Ja N. . aw . AV Jaw . O Wllff I I It I III J III III III 111 III Ii 111 I V IrfVJSIl &kj wf w 0 VOL. X-NO. 13. EATON, OHIO, THURSDAY, FEBRUARY 22, 1877. WHOLE NUMBER 512 up as fast as her rheumatic limbs would let her. " Oh, my blessed master 1'.' she cried out; " what you gone done, honey, wid yourself? Fell from- de loft, eh?. Oh, Mars Walter, is yon never goln' to stop cavortin' round and climbin' as ef . you was young? Whar is you hurt mostest, honey?" .- " Don't stop to look now, bnt try and get me in the house." Elsie was terrified at her father's ghastly face, plainly visible in the moon light, and his faint voice. It was an agonizing journey over the few hundred yards between the barn and the house. With the assistance of the woman and the child, Mr. Layton pushed himself along, though the excruciating pain would compel constant pauses. To Elsie it seamed' as if. hours must have elapsed before her father was dragged into a sitting-room on the ground floor, for he could not be lifted up the steps to his bed-room. To get down mattress and pillows was a minute's work, but as they placed him on the pallet he fainted away. ' " Don't scream, honey," said the old woman, who knelt down to examine his injuries, "he ain't dead; he's only swoundedaway. He's mighty bad hurted, though, and I'm feared his leg is broke. Oh, child, ef we don't have a doctor to him right away he'll die, sure. What we gwine to do James and Tom away, and it most midnight, and we alone?" She wrung her hands in the extremity of despair. As the old woman spoke, Elsie had seized a shawl and wrapped herself in it. " I'm going for Dr. Wilson, mammy," she said. "You, chile you go four miles through de woodby your lone self? You'se crazy, sure." " I'm going," she said, moving to the door with a white, determined face. " I'm not afraid, and when papa asks for me, don't tell him where I've gone." In a moment she was out of the house, and running down the lane. She paused for one minute to see if any hone was in in the lot that she might ride, but the bars were down and the lot empty. Elsie was a fearless child, and every step of the way to Pineville was as familiar to her as her own yard. On she sped, through dark thickets and open spaces, where the tall, Whisper ing pines made scarce any shadow; over shallow, pebbly-bottomed creeks; the little feet never pausing, and the little in nocent heart knowing no thrill of fear save for the father she was speeding to save. Three miles were accomplished, and she passed a large house some distance from the road the Hill Farm, where her two friends, Rose and Jennie, lived. There was a light still burning in one of the rooms. A sob rose-in Elsie's throat. "Little do they think who is passing by now," she thought, "and what a dreadful thing has happened." .Another mile, and she was knocking at Dr. Wilson's door, who, fortuately for her, had just returned from a professional visit, and whose horse, unsaddled, stood at the door. " Elsie Layton 1" cried the astonished doctor, who answered her summons. " Child, what are you doing at this time of night, alone and on foot, too? What's the matter?" Her story was soon told to two sym pathizing listeners, for Mrs. Wilson had joined her husband at the door. "Fortuately, my horse hasn t been unsaddled," said the doctor. . '' Go in with Mrs. Wilson, child, and she will give you a cup of tea, and then we'll stait. You can ride behind me." No, Elsie wanted no tea. She wanted nothing but to be off and on the way home. But Prince had never carried double, and he wasn't going" to begin for Elsie or anybody else. He reared, and backed and pranced in such an alarming manner that Elsie had to slip off as best she could. "No use trying," faid the doctor. " Prince has made np his mind that he won't take you. Stay with Mrs. Wilson to-night, my dear, and rest assured I will not leave your father." He put spurs to his horse, and was off like a flash. Yes, come in, Elsie," said Mrs. Wil son kindly. " You know you can start back at daylight in the morning, if you choose." For the first time that evening Elsie broke down utterly, and burst into a pas sion of tears and sobs. " I can't stay," she cried. " I would die if I had to stay away from papa to night. What will hurt me? I'm not afraid ; I'm not tired. Oh, Mrs. Wilson, I must go !" And go she did, in spite of the good lady's prayers and even anger. I suppose there is really no danger," she thought, "but to think of that little creature being in the woods at this hour!" Elsie herself now that she had gained her point, had pretty much tbe same thoughts. The moon was going down, and the shadows lay black on the hillsides. Fatigue was beginning to tell upon her, now that the strain was re laxed, and her heart throbbed wildly whenever a sudden sound broKe upon the stillness of the night. She wag not far from the village when the noise of voices and of horses' feet on the road behind her caused her an in vol untary panic, which she could not ac count for herself at the time. She stepped into a thick cluster of bushes, and crouch ing among them, waited for the riders to Just as they reached her hiding-place one of the men (there were two of them) with an oath stopped his horse and dis mounted. " It's this rotten girth again," he said. "Hand me your knife." Elsie saw his face in the waning light and recognized it immediately. It was Dick Simmons, a noted ruffian, who had fled the country six months before for crimes that hehad committed, and whom no one in that parish ever expected see again. The other was a negro, but she did not know who he wag until Dick called out: "Now, Bill Lyons, you are sure of what you tell me T" Bill Lyons, she - remembered, was a blacksmith employed on the Hill Farm, " Course I is," he answered. " I was a standin' on de gallery by de parlor door, when Hill he corned from Harris onburg, where he had been sellin' a lot ob cattle. I was fixin' de lock, an' he neber seed me. I seed him put de money in de top drawer ob de desk, an' he said to de ole ooman: 'Sally, I'se sort o' 'feared to keep all dis money in de house to-night, but it too late to go to town.' " . ".Very well ; I'm going on your word, and if you've lied, you know how I set tle with folks, don't yon ? Now do you remember all you've got to de?" ; "Yes, I'se got de kerosene an' de matches, an' we'i to fire de barn, an' when de folks runs out we'a to break in to de drawer an' take de money, and den we're to share an' share alike." "I'll be bound you remember that," said the ruffian with a hoarse laugh. "Is the parlor locked?" " Ef it is, here's a key," and he held something up. " Very well. Now for my mask. I've got an account to settle with the old man at the farm, for he's been a perse cutin' me, and I reckon he'll lose some money to-night, .and something else, too, if he don't keep out of my way." The man mounted his horse, and, shak ing in every limb, Elsie watched them ride slowly down the road. What could be done to save her friends from the evil fate which was creeping upon them ? Like a flash she remem bered an unused path which, stsiking from the road, cut off more than half a mile. She could not be far from the path, which led directly to Mr. Hill'a back yard; in fact, it was one made by the little girls and herself on their nut ting expeditions. The men were moving slowly down the road.? She conic, strike across and get to the farm before them. The little tired feet grew fleet when she thought of this. Yes, here is the turning, for dark as it was getting, the starlight showed her the hickory tree which stood where the path entered the road. She plunged into it, the briers tearing her at every step. But she felt nothing, heeded nothing, until she stood beneath the window of Mrs. Hill's bed room. The dog had growled at her, but' at the sound of her well-known voice had grown quiet again. She rapped at the window. " Who is that?" called out Mr. Hill, startled from his sleep. " It's me Elsie Layton. Don't make a noise, but let me in." . "Elsie!" cried the astonished couple, opening the door, and the little girl stag gered in, and for a moment thought she would faint, so utterly exhausted and overcome was she. But there was much to be told, and as soon as Mr. Hill'under stood the peril before him, he called his son, and posting him in the room where the money was deposited, hastened him self to the barn. "Don't be scared," he said as he went ent, " if you hear a shot or two. I'll have tbe advantage of the rascals, for they won't expect me, and I shall be looking for them. Willis, too, is well armed, and I reckon two are enough to deal with such fellows." Nearly a quarter of an hour passed, and the dog barked furiously, but sud denly ceased. "He knows Bill," whispered Mrs. Hill ; " that's silenced him." The light had been put out in the house, and the watchers sat silent and expectant. Then came a shot at the barn, and another loud report, and Mr. Hill's voice shouting : - "I've got one of 'em safe. The other is running as fast as his legs will carry him down the road." In a few minutes Mr. Hill was back at the house. " I haven't killed the scamp, and am very glad of it; I only intended to wound him, so as to prevent his doing mischief. It's Dick Simmons, and . Pve secured him so that he will be safe until the authorities can take him to town. Now, wife, I want a mattress and some linen. If the fellow is a scamp, he must be treated hnmanely." Now that the excitement was over, Elsie's thoughts returned to her lather. "Oh, I must go!" she cried. "I was afraid while those men were on the road. Good-night all." Mr. Hill laid his hand on her shoulder. " Going to trot back on those tired lit tle feet of yours, eh, and past midnight? Willis, harness up the buggy right off, and take Elsie home; and he can bring the doctor back with him, if he's not needed by your father. I haven't thanked you, my little girl, though you've saved my property, and possibly my life, too. But I'll never forget it, and possibly I may be able to do yon a good turn before long. I'm proud of you, -my child, and your father is a hap py man to have such a daughter." Speeding along in the buggy, the night seemed a hideous dream to little Elsie, Would she ever forget it, or would her heart ever cease beating so strangely? It was a dream, however, which had a happy ending, for when she reached heme and entered her father's room to the utter astonishment of Dr. Wilson, who thought her safe in Pineville she found matters going on well. Her father waa sound asleep, and not as seriously hurt as he had thought, although' his leg was fractured. So little Elsie knelt down to her pray ers with a heart full of thankfulness. She will probably never forget the ter rors of her midnight walk, but then she will also remember the good it accomplished. to A simple way to make a long dress short for wear in the streets is to place small brass rings on the back breadths in a manner to slope like the train and then raise it by means of a linen tape or cord which is run through them. The Wild Dogs of Africa. Almost ievery quarter of the globe, where the large varieties of ferce naturoe are' not thoroughly kept in subjection, has its variety of wild degs. These ani mals almost invariably combine in large numbers for the purpose of circumvent ing their prey, which, as a rule, consists of the noblest variety of game. In Indian the dholes even attack and overcome the royal tiger, while the North American prairies and plains re sound with the long-drawn and wild howl of the coyote while on the track of deer or other large game of the forest or plain. In Africa, and especially in the Somali country, and even nearer the regions in the directions of the Cape, a variety of wild dog exists, which commits terrible ravages amongst the flocks and herds. When these are too well pro tected, 'and hunger drives them to seek a meal elsewhere, they, like their con geners, turn their attention to prey of which it would be thought they would have an instinctive dread. With them, however, they appear to be aware of tbe grand principle that union is strength, and, accordingly, they vnite in a vast pack, and, with the aid of their wonder ful instinct and exquisite noses, hunt the largest, fleetest and most wary of the large African game to a standstill, and then tear it to a piecemeal. The Hon. W. H. Drummond, in his notes on " The Large Game of Africa," says it is a marvelous sight to see a pack of them hunting, and drawing cover after cover, their sharp, bell-like notes ringing through the air, while a few of the fastest of their number take up their station along the expected line of run the wind, the nature of the ground, and the habits of he game, all taken into consideration, with the most wonderful skill ; and then to see them after they have found, going at their long, unswerv ing gallop, so close together that a sheet might cover them, while those who have- been stationed, or had stationed themselves it is hard to say which drop in one by one, as they find them selves unable to make the running any longer : and the chase, generally a gnu or a water antelope, pressed first by one and then by another, though it may dis tance the pack for a while, soon comes back to it, and is almost invariably run into. "The only thing to which I can compare these animals," says Mr Drum mond, "and their instinct, as people call it, is a pack of hounds, hunted and whipped in by members of their own body, and combining in one human rea son and brute cunning and power." He states that they do not show the slightest fear of man, and although he has shot one or two at various times, on other occasions he has not dared to med dle with them for fear of their combin ing in an attack on him. Mr. Drum mond says that he once remembers com ing upon a pack of them scattered asleep in the long grass on the side of a hill, before he knew they were there. One jumped up at his feet, and, running a few yards, faced around and began to give tongue. This -signal roused up more, until the grass seemed to become alive with them, some jumping around him and joining in the chorus, but none attempting to run away. Being rather alarmed, Mr. Drummond picked out the two most clamorous, and shot them, whereupon the others retired, but only very slowly. They are curious-looking animals, and have, as is common with all wild dogs, the erect ear. Their skins are variegated, and they can, according to Schweinfurth, be trained to hunt, when tkey become almost invaluable to the natives. In deed, Livingstone mentions that the na tives of the Kalihari Desert break and train them for hunting. There are two varieties mentioned by some authors, but Mr. Drummond says he has only met with one, of which Burton gives the fol io wing account: "The WarabaorDurwa is, according to Mr. islyth, the distin guished naturalist, of the Asiatic Society's Museum, at Calcutta, Cam pictut tea Venaticus (Lycaon pictut, or wild honde of ' the Cape Boers). It seems to be the chien tauvage or chyme of the French traveler, Delagorgue, who, in- his ' Voyage dans L Afrique Aus trale,' minutely and diffusely describes it" A Magnetic Actress. Miss Adelaide Neilson visited the Vir ginia Legislature recently, and was the target of many admiring glances shot by the Solons of the Old Dominion. As she turned to depart, one of the delegates was speaking. Although he was address ing the Speaker, he managed at the same time to hear that the actress was leaving the House. He looked around to see her before she left, and as his eyes fell upon her he stopped in the middle of a sentence, in the midst of the most con vincing part of his argument and in the most eloquent portion of his speech. He forgot Speaker, House, and Common wealth. "Mr. Speaker 'er 'er 'er; yes, Mist 'er'er Speaker," but he could get no further on. It was evident that he could not speak and look at Miss Neilson at the same time. This wander ing of mind and eyes was more than even the sedate, stately, and grim House could stand. The House of Delegates of Virginia roared. This restored Mr. Clarke, and, like a man who bad waked from a dream, he went on with his speech. When the fair Juliet was at the Boston Theater, three or four years ago, one of our most accomplished legislators at that time took a front seat every night, and. when the lady left here and went to Providence, he, too, was there to join in her enthusiastic welcome. A wager has been made in England which may have some political signifi cance. Earl Dudley, who is sixty years old, has offered twenty-five thousand to twenty-five dollars that the son of Napo leon III, will be officially proclaimed Emperor of France during the Earl's lifetime. The odds were at once accepted by the Prince of Wales and by three other persons. OHIO LEGISLATURE In the Senate, February 13, Mr. Bate, pre sented a memoral from business men of Cincincioati, setting forth that tbe Miami and Erie Canal is in a runiooi condition. Memorialists ask the appointment of a com mittee of the Legislature to examine into the condition of the canal. After listening to the second reading of two bills, the Senate adjourned. The House met at half past two o'clock, and their being no quorum present, adjourned until to-morrow morning. The Senate, February 14, spent most of the morning in Committee of the Whole on the code. The entire afternoon waa spent in a discussion of Mr. Richards's House bill for compulsory education. The speeches on both sides were able and much interest was displayed. Messrs. Barns, Monahan, Ransom, Barrows, and Swanaker spoke for the bill, and Messrs. Andrews and Owens against it. The debate went over the whole field, from the incipiency of the system in Prussia to its last trial in New York. After nearly four hours of spirited debate, the bill waa passed by 21 to 10 In tne Honse, a petition waa presented by Mr. Wiltseefrom twenty-three citizens of Hamil ton County, for a bill to prevent the occu pation of McLean Avenue by the Southern Railroad. Petitions were also presented from one hundred and fifteen citizens of Clinton County for a Local Option law; from citizens of Jefferson County to . limit interest to six per cent. Mr. West introduced a bill to authorize Loveland to liquidate a loan en a hall debt. Mr. Bates's Senate bill to authorize incor porated base ball clubs to operate skating rinks was defeated. Mr. Bates's Southern' Railroad bill was referred back to the Com mittee on Municipal Corporations by a vote of the Honse. Several new bills were introduced, one of which authorizes Cin cinnati to purchase and run the gas-works. In the Senate, February 15, on motion of Mr. Stanton the vote was reconsidered by which Mr. Richards's Honse bill, making education compulsory, was passed yester day, and the bill waa laid on the table. The Senate bill of Mr. Brown, of Lncas, to amend the game laws so that persons convicted of trespassing npon improved property may be committed to -prison until the fines assessed against them are paid, was read the third time and passed. Mr. Wilteee's Honse bill to authorize Express Com panies to charge storage on packages not oalled for, or whose owners can not he dis covered, was read a tnird time and passed. Honse bill to authorize filling of vacancies occurring in Township Trustees by Senior Justices of Townshtps, was passed In the House, Mr. Beach's bill to re quire the vaccination of children at tending schools and working in work shops was read the third time and discussed daring the remainder of the morning ses sion. Mr. Sellard'i bill requiring Marshals of cities of second class to keep a record of all property falling into their hands and to account for same. Passed. Message from the Governor received transmitting report of Centennial Commissioners. Laid on the table. In the Senate, February 16, Mr. Monahan's Senate bill to authorize the Board of Educa tion. of Portsmouth to borrow money, was passed. Mr. Blake's Honse bill to allow township agricultural societies to hold forty acres of land, was passed. Mr. Bates intro duced ft bill to allow incline plaine railways o consolidate with connecting street railway a. The bill to authorize the transfer of funds in the Highland County treasury, was reported back without recommendation by the Com mittee on Finance, and indefinitely post pones .........in tbe House, Mr. isrown's sen ate bill to provide that the directors of street railroad companies shall not number less than three, nor more than seven, at the dis ere iron ol tne stoeK-nomers, was passed. Mr. Converse offered a resolution asking Congress to make an appropriation for building a monument over the soldiers' graves at the Green Lawn lemetery. Tne resolution referred to tne late rebellion- as a war between the States. On motion of Mr. Wiltsee, the resolution was amended by striking out the words "war between the States" and inserting " late rebellion." All bnt four agreed to this amendment. Mr. Dalzell then insulted npon offering an amendment to make the resolntion declare the late war a Democratic rebellion. Rejected; after a hot disenssion, 85 to 4. The resolution was then passed. Newspaper English. T. W. Field, Superintendent of Public Instruction in Brooklyn, in a lecture on " Vernacular," touches np the press in the following manner : That horrid, scrambling, worried nar ration and comment on current events which is the very necessity of newspaper life ; in which a day is old age and thirty six hour two generations breeds and fosters a style not to be studied for elegance, or cultivated for its terseness or precision. Phrases a thousand times hackneyed are used as ready shaped ex pressions convenient and common-place; platitudinous, but brain-Baving. They are a stock in trade to draw upon, when original terms are exhausted a sort of literary bricks which will build up into any kind of structure. Every editor has a store house of these stock phrases, and every reporter at least a brown paper parcel of them. Horace Greeley had stores of these jointed and squared words and phrases to fit into any chink of an article, for which novel terms failed him. One of theee was "I judge" for Isuppose or conclude. I was present at an encounter between Beecher and Mr. Greeley, which afforded me much grim satisfaction in detecting the peculiar lingular style the idiosyncratic phrases which characterized each of these dis tinguished writers. I had brought these and other celebrities together by the in centive of a fruit festival, and with the exception of Mr. Beecher the company were seated at dinner. He soon after en tered the room by a door opening directly behind Mr. Greeley, who, professing to be unobservant of his arrival, without turning his head commenced in his peculiar, squeaking, highkeyed tone this assault: "I judge that no community can have a greater nuisance than preacher who batters the pulpit on Sun days and runs around the country on week days to lecture at two hundred dol lars anight." Beecher, who hadBtood quietly listening near the door, added " Gcd has afflicted humanity with multi form trials, but when he made an editor who batters the King's English every day and preaches every night, he overtasked human endurance." Among the stock phrases the following occur perpetually in newspaper English "These 'are facts more easily told than realized ;" " The position of such a man can be more readily imagined than de scribed." The terms are specimens of cheap antithesis, which indolent writers, too lazy to reflector too poor of brain i nvent noveltiesof expression, constantly borrow to eke outheir poverty of language. " Pa, I guess your man Ralph is good Christian." " How so, my boy " Why, pa, I read in the Bible that wicked, shall not live out half his days and Ralph says he has lived out ever since he was a little boy." Interview with a Man Who Claims to Have Been Bitten by a Mad Dog. [Indianapolis Journal.] A Journal reporter yesterday started out in quest of James Walters, who was supposed to be suffering from that dread disease, hydrophobia. The reporter was directed to a cabin situated about half a mile north of the Insane Asylum, and i the place was found without much diffi culty. He expected to find a veritable madman, tied down to an iron bedstead with a cable, and when he knocked at the door it was with misgiving and hes itancy: His knock was answered by a tall, lank man with a shock of black hair and a frame that could belong to none but a thoroughbred Hoosier. The vis itor was politely invited to come in. and take a seat, and he did so, stating his er rand at the same time. " Waal," said thelanky man, "I guess I'm the man you're looking for.. My name's James Walters." " Were you bitten by a mad dog?" inqired the reporter. " That's what they say," was the re sponse. The reporter intimated that he had expected to interview a corpse, and wag agreeably disappointed to learn that he was not to have that sad doty to perform. Mr. Walters facetiously remarked that he couldn't think of dying while money was so tight and before the Presidential difficulty was settled. He then got down to business, and related the cir cumstances surrounding the case at point. He went into the minutest of detail, and described how and why he chanced to be at John Martin's farm honse two weeks ago Thursday morning. He went over on a neighborly call, and while there proceeded to an adjoining field to inspect the sheep, chickens, and other livestock it waa while enjoying this scene, so inspiring to rural eyes, that Mr. Martin's dog " gathered him by the ankle and commenced chewing on it." The attack was unprovoked," said Mr. Waltere, " and I guess I used a few oaths, didn't If and he turned to Mr. John Martin, who occupied a chair near at hand, "but the thing hurt scandal ously, and I don t think it 11 count." The narrator then went on to give an autobiographical sketch covering the time from the Thursday in question until last Saturday. The wound had healed up in that time, but on Saturday pains began to shoot through his body origin ating in the bitten ankle and extending clear up to his neck. The day follow ing the. pain grew worse, and he had symptoms of lock-jaw. Dr. Porter, of Mount Jackson, wag called in, and gave a prescription which did no good, and on Monday about noon he was attacked with convulsions. Mr. Walters had no very clear recol lection of what occurred for the next two or three days, but from what he had gathered from those who did know, he felt justified in making the statement that he wag bad, very bad. Mr. Martin wag one of the neighbors who had remained with .him through all his trouble, and from him it was learned that the patient had growled, and. barked, and tried to chew up the bed-clothes during the con tinuance of his spasms, and it required the combined strength of six or seven men to hold him down. The convulsions the first day lasted from two o'clock in the afternoon until six o'clock in the evening, at which time he succumbed to the effects of a powerful hypodermic in jection of morphia, his muscles relaxed, his breathing became natural, and he ap peared quite rational, though very weak. He talked intelligently with those jibout him. It is related that during the spasms, which followed each other in quick succession, Walters frothed at the mouth, but no mention is made of an aversion to water. He remained in a rational frame of mind until toward morning, when he again came under the dread influence, and for five or six hours he was tortured with terrible convulsions, which in creased in violence until his physician gave him up and pronounced his recovery hopeless. The morphia again produced an effect, hewever, and a few hours later he was again apparently sane and tran quil, though, as before, extremely faint, and almost dead from sheer exhaustion A close watch was kept npon him, but fortunately there was. no return of par oxisms or any of the symptoms of hy drophobia, and the patient continued to grow better and stronger, and when our reporter visited him he was sitting up apparently on the high road to recovery. He is positive that he has passed through a genuine case of hydrophobia, and expresses fear that the experience of last Monday and Tuesday may be re peated ere long. Mr. Martin can not believe the rabies theory, and to show that he has no fear, he has not even fast- tened up the dog, which is still allowed to run round with the children and other members of the household. The brute is cross, and has bitten four children within the past month, but none of them except Mr. Walters has experienced much inconvenience from the bites, Milking Buffaloes. : a to It is stated in the Turf, Field, and Farm that the farmers in Nebraska have com menced the domestication of the buffalo. The wild animals, while young, are in troduced among herds of the tame Btock, only one or two at a time. Half and quarter breed are found to be very hardy, and in the yield of milk the cows raised of mixed Btock give even more than the average yield of rich milk. The experi ment promises well, as the endurance the wild animals is imparted to the do mestic stock. In this way the extermi nation of the species will take a new form, and when wild buffaloes become legendary creatures the progeny of the race will still exist in modified, though probably more useful form. a ?" the ; When young man encircles partner's waist for a dance, he will wisely to keep his fingers still. Nothing aggravates a young lady more than imagine you are trying to count whalebones in her dress. The Shanty-Palace the King of Dahomey. [London Standard.] The king's palace is situated in the suburb of Abomey, called Jcgbeh, about a couple of miles southwest of Abomey proper. It stands about half a mile to the left of the road leading from the coast to the capital, the residence of Hahansu, the heir of the throne, being at the forks of the road, one of which leads to Abomey, and the other to Jegbeh. Externally nothing more is visible than a high wall of red mud, thickly stuck with cockle shells, and having at frequent intervals a gate, with a high pitched roof of thatch, and earthen benches, also under cover, on either Bide. The area of the palace within the walls is about equal to that of Regent's Park, while before each Pwe shed, as the cov ered gate-houses are called, is a large open space, cleared of trees and obstruc tions, wherein troops dance and go' through their military evolutions, such as they are. Inside the palace is divided into a series of large court-yards, with intricate mazes of passages between them, and it is the delight of a Dahomian host to be wilder his guest by conducting him through court after court ere he reaches the audience chamber. In the inner most court the private apartments of the king are Bituated, consisting of mere barn-like structures, kept scrupulously clean by frequent sweeping and lime washing. Around the Amazonian Kposi, or leopard wives, the actual wives of the king, each have their separate suite of apartments or huts; while beyond the Amazon body-guard have their quarters, to the number of perhaps four thousand. In one of the courts a shed is erected about twenty feet square, with a high gable roof surmounted by a silver image of a tree with an antelope eating the branches, and a bird building its nest thereon. . The tree denotes the king, and the bird and antelope, representing the Dahomian people, show that the king provides shelter and nourishment for his subjects. Within the shed is a mys terious something carefully wrapt np in a cloth, wherein the spirit of the present king is said to reside. This is carefully guarded by a priestess, who after the death of the king is the recipient of his soul and is consulted by the fetichista. When the king hag an important matter in hand he consults this custot tpiritut, and dnring the present custom dozens of unfortunate men have been carried bound and gagged into this spirit-house and there decapitated, their blood being sprinkled on the cloth en veloping the spirit. Massacres in Arizona. . Dispatches from Tucson, Arizona- state that the Apaches are killing and plundering the settlers in Southeastern Arizona, ten being killed in the Senorita Valley on the 4th inst., and the work still going on. Governor Safford hag sent a message to the Legislature, recounting the depreda tions and murders committed, dwelling on the inefficient manner in which mili tary operations are being conducted, the troops moving slowly with heavy trains, and unable to reach the more mobile enemy. He recommends that the Legisla ture memorialize the Secretary of War, asking for the appointment of a bodylof Indian scouts to operate with troops, or else appropriate money to raise and equip a force of whites and friendly In dians and carry on a vigorous campaign. lie says as military operations have been conducted for the last six months, the whole army of the United States could not subdue the hostiles in the next twelve years, while he believes a scout ing party of twenty-five citizens and as many Indian auxiliaries could accom- plifh the work in three months. He ex presses a fear that under the present con dition of affairs Southeastern Arizona must be abandoned by the settlers, and the success of the hostiles is liable to in duce an outbreak among the reservation Indians, resulting in a general war. Between Cup and the Lip. The proverb that many things fall out between the cup and the lrp is 'a literal version of one in Latin "Multo inter poeula libra eadunl," the origin of which wag as follows: A king of Thrace had planted a vineyard, when one of his slaves, whom he had much oppressed in that very work, prophesied that he khould never taste of the wine produced in it. The monarch disregarded the prediction, and when at an entertain- ment he held a glassful of his own wine made from the grapes of that vineyard, he sent for the slave and asked him what he thought of his prophecy now to which tbe other replied, " Many things fall out between the cup and the lip;" and had scarcely delivered this singular response before the news was brought in that a monstrous boar was laying waste the favorite vineyard. The king, in rage, put down the cup which he held in his hand, and hurried out with his people to attack the boar ; but, being too eager, the boar rushed npon him and killed him without his having tasted of the wine. Such is the storv related by some of the Greek writers and, though evidently apocryphal, certainly is productive of a good practi cal moral. of his do to the The new Episcopal Chnrch edifice (Trinity) Boston, which has been several years in building, is now nearly completed. It will cost, with the land, $750,000. The structure is of the French Romanisque order, in the shape of Latin cross, with a semi-circular chancel. It is a massive and imposing structure granite, with brown free-stone trimmings and elaborate and beautiful decorations. The church will seat 1,450 persons, the pews being all in black walnut; five hundred sittings arranged in the transept galleries, which will be forever free. Rev. Phillips Brooks, one of the most able and eloquent of Episcopal clergy men, is the rector. RATES OF ADVERTISING. Bohiaa earda of rhri rrrlim film annaaai Local nonces 10 etnts par Una each tnaerttcav Simple announcernenui of marriages aafl daaCaa, aid church and benevolant soetety notteas tnaartaa fre. tor additions to obituary notteas wtB a snargad t oents per line. Varan kdst ba banded In as earir as Taaaday Horning to lnran insertion tbe same weak. Bp- lw. It. I m. at. If at. II sa. nicb tl eolti 00 $3 00 14 00 ft OOM on do m i Indies .. 200 s oo sooseoio oohs 00 T as llnrlioa... 160 to SO I 9 00 11 MIS 00 IS t llnches... S00 O0 S 00 11 00 15 00 IT 10 ) W oolumn. a oo oo g oo is oo 20 oo as oo V column. 7 00 10 00 13 00 20 00 90 00 40 00 00 ft) column.. io oo is ooaa oo oojm oohi oo 100 m oommmrinatioiia upon anbjecta of at unareas an eoocuea. GREEN GRASS UNDER THE SNOW. Tbe work of the sun is slow, . Bnt ss sura ai hearen, wa know f 8o weTl not forget When the skies are wet There's green grass under the snow. , When the winds of winter blow, . Wailing like Telcea of woe, -' There are April showers, And buds, and flowers. And green grssa under the snow. We And that it's erer so In this Ufa's uneven flow, ' We're only to wait In the (ace of fate For the green grass under the snow. If our paths must direr-go, be it so ; For whaterer betides us, we know . If we'll only be strong We shall see before losg The green grass under the snow. PENCIL AND SCISSORS. Ik olden times there were liars, but now there are only men who misstate the facta. This shows that the world grows more courteous as it increases in sinfulness. - A Western paper, in describing tan accident recently, aay a, with considera ble candor: " Doctor Jones was called. and under his prompt and skillful treat ment, the young man died on Wednes day night." The grsre of Prentice rests alone, -Without a mark, nor wood, nor stone, , Nor rhrthmlc epitaph. This should not be, ye writers just - The life and form that now is dust Gare to your world the rerrM fust" .-" The pithy paragraph. Eimira Advertiser. Philosophy is to poetry what old age is to youth, and the stern truths of phi losophy are as fatal to the fictions of the one as the chilling testimonies or ex perience are to the hopes of the other. -Cotton. - "So there's another rupture of Mount Vociferous," said Mrs. Partington, aa she put down the paper and put up her pecks; "tbe paper tells us about the burning lather running down the moun tain, bnt it don't tell us how it got on ire." Lay your finger on your pulse and know that at every stroke some immor tal passes to his Maker; some fellow -being crosses the river of death ; and if we think of it we may well wonder that it should be so long before our turn comes. Forty millions of people, dedicated from infancy to adoration of the palla dium of their liberties, will some time or other flop over upon the inventor of bulldozing" and mash him down, down, down into the night of everlasting nothingness. 1 . Ths murmuring moonbeams their mnsic are mix ing; ' The wandering wombat is watching the ware ; The frolicsome frog hia finances is fixing. And the grasshopper gropes in his grandmother grare. v Yet dark are the dangers and doubts that distress me, A horrible hearineas hangs on my heart; Come, Caroline, come, calm, console and eareas me, And tickle my.taste with a tumorer tart. Then Tanishj ye rain and rotnminous Tapers, That boss in my bosom and bother my brain; Or promptly I'll publish your pranks in the pa- . pers. And lay up my lute till I'm lucid again 1 N. Y. Evening Mail. Danbuby Newt: A back-woods chap sent an Iowa editor a poem. The next day the paper poured ont half a column -of scarcasm against the young man, and said that the poetry was not worthy of an eight-year-old school boy. Then the rural lad sent the editor a copy of Horace g uaes, witn tne iear turnea down whence he had copied the " trashy poem." . " A man noted for his close-fisted pro pensities was showing an old coin to a neighbor, when the latter asked, " Where did you get it V "1 dug it ont of my garden," was the reply. "Itiaapity you didn't find it in the cemetery," said the neighbor. "Why so?" asked the coin-owner. "Because you could have saved the hole to be buried in," was the somewhat unexpected reply. World 't interview with a millionaire: I tell you, sir, this winter is awful bard on the rich man. He doesn't even eat -his dinner in peace. How can he, when there are forty thousand who are dinner- . lees? His money gets to be a reproach to him, and he feels as if he'd like to give the whole of it away in one lump, and try tbe luxury of being poor for a while. But you needn't say anything about that, or I'll have a fresh battalion here to-morrow, and half the idlers in town will be writing me letters. In fact, I wouldn't say anything about it if I were you ; bat it's a fact, the rich man suffers in a hard winter a good deal more than the poor man. . Yon take my word for it. And the poor don't pity him a bit" Ladies, Beware! it a of If the ladies will wear rats, and puffs, and twists, and braids, and other decep tive hirsute jiggers, they must now and then expect a joke to be played npon them. Rather a serious one it was with a friend, who, passing a hair dresser's, was struck with a beautiful set of curls marked, " Cheap-only $25." She entered the store, made the pur chase, and had them adjusted to her hair. The clerk's attention being suddenly diverted, she laid down her money, and startarl hnniAwarrl. wnlkinc down Broad way, and thence over to Brooklyn. ' The first to accost her at home waa her huBbaud, who said, " So you're for sale, eh?" " Why, what do you meanf she an swered indignantly. r " Nothing; only I see yon labeled aa 'Cheap only $25 and I was thinking of taking half a dozen at that price." All of a sudden she thought of those curls, and turning to the mirror, there, sure enough, dangled the tag which the stupid clerk bad forgot to remove, and which had advertised her, down Broad way and over to Brooklyn, as " Cheap only $25." Ladies, beware !