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"UNCLE JKE'B ROOSTERS."
Las' Sunrtny wlille I'se tottln' on do bench be
An' li eihi' it o' chilly, krutp do sun was irit
An wmlilii' Ut de winter time wa'nt comlu'
fl(l MO til-',
Fori pinily Imtea do outtin' ob ft Janpwnty
I know h ill" nnfl whur't comln' too. Is awlno be
miiiKln told. '
Ens iHi 'Hhnuifiii trees la linnglu1 W as nil as
dry run hold.
Do plff In Vim der squeiilln', when do korn
win1 cut 'cm go,
An' do wild if r.llko dor tiottort, all Is flyln'
" wi-Hi w -it rd, lio !"
I was HindUi)' 'Ikhu dom 'ar slun, a 'pondo
liiMU'U 1 sot;
Whon l Hci'iny two young; rooitors come a
utrnttln" 'crowji dHol;
Zey wiKHliowlu'off doreb'Kance, an' dandl-
Jna' liko Tiic an' my old mars'r used to do In
De ma.ki'linc!tt is all allko. whur cbrr doy Is
Dey nil will stmt nn' show dersrf whon hen
1m knot-kin' rutin'.
Ono rooster Ik; wuh blnck llko, wld some red
upon he Wiiik;
Kalo olo Vlruiny uaine stock, dut kin bent
min' any tlihi;
T'other one wns xnme, too, ob de borry self-
Still IP bll'l'd,
Dey wuh hof de (jime hen's chickens, an' was
TuNi'd upon one fpil.
Do hit' one wns de li tin 'bom cot, ho bad a gold-
An' he n:iki tin bnrk wan yaller, like Melln
dy'N Huiidny the-'.
I know Jen rum di minuto dem two roosters
eome In Micht
Pat bof o' 'cm wuBlonyin' and a-spilln' for a
Dey oimvcd nt ono aniulder, and dey wall up
hoi di i- HPH,
Jus' di sinne n politlelnns when do 'cltement
Vine lo rtw.
Dey wus bii-tiiu an' span-in1 out dar In do
When n bin oio. 'rinrea worrum come a trab-
Vtlinir oy in loislc,
Like hti had it heap o' buuiuess for do public
on his min',
Or wuh l unnin' for an ofllec, wld bis 'ponent
No mttttfti u hut hi- huHlnesst-oa, dem roosters
Hplcd him out,
An' bol puum ii down upon him wid a crowln'
Hurt o' shout.
Dor bill hit up togoddcr 'pon de 'bnecft wor
'An doy butt 'jrin oue autidder W ft mighty
. i ' jeuDipt wh:k;
Bol let ko do won um, In dor aner an' sur
prise, An' st tired nt ono anudder wid der fury-flash
Den dey buckled to de business like der min
wan not nt run
Doy wuh flfhtiii' fur "a principle" an' boun'
to do der bow.
Each knowed the worm was hls'n, nn' de od
.( , der wuh a thief, .
An greedy and rapuelous, too, an' mean be
Each thoiiffht the other's sasslncss was past
all Htnudin', too,
An den do hens was watchln' for to see de
, llnhtin' fng
1V lit .Mi-i lit ootwm do blood was runnin'
' from dir heiul, - -
Atf $ thought I'd hub to part 'em fo' dey kill
1 one 'niidd dead.
I bad jus' got up to do it when I beo'd de big
Jus' a-Kohblln' up do worum dat had made de
I bus riiiht out a-larfin as I grab dom ohtck
An' turn two boxes obor dem to cool 'era down
It seem so awful foolish -like for dem to fight
An dut ole ben come walkin' 'Ions; an gobble
up do worm.
AN UNEXPECTED THANKSGIVING.
" I KON't believe Hiram's folks are
going to invite us over there to Thanks
giving this year," said the Widow Hoi
ling as she solemnly moved her knitting
needles one feisty autumn twilight.
"Lor', well, what if they don'tP
guess we kin be jest az thankful ter
home; I am a-goin' tor kill V cook the
yaller rooster there's oramborries in
the house left over from last year, 'n'
plenty of vegetables in the sullar.V re
pliod her sister,, Miss Pebby, an. ner
' getta spinster, who was always happy
i as long - as there- was a plenty of sick
ness in the town to talk about. Just
now the fall run of fever was progress
ing, vigorously in the marshy district
which bordered the village, and her
spirits were consequently high. . ,
t ' I don't oare so rauon on my.own ad
count, and I know you don't mind it,
Debby, but I am sorry for Emily. It's
ldful dull for young folks to be forev
er at home, V never go out into any
kind of company. But folks that don't
even own the farm thoy live on can't
expect to be noticed. I don't suppose
there's anything talked of in the village
now-a-days but that Squire Jones is go
ing to foreclose the mortgago, and turn
us out of doors."
" You need not be sorry on my ac
count, mother, I would much rather not
go to Cousin Hiram's. I would much
rather stay at home," said Emily, a tall,',
siender gin, witn a pale, pretty lace,
who was gazing dreamily into the fire.
" Cat's foot I I don't believe Squire
Jones will foreclose the mortgage, any
how," Aunt Dobby blurted out. "Joe
White's boy is a comin' out beautiful
with a sort or rash, 'n' they say he a'n't
nigh so dangerous, Mis' 'Lijah Terkins
. . " Hiram's Kate got home from the oiftr
waatoroTT T c.nnnaA II f ....
Bollins, utterly regardless of her sister's
speech. "She didn't answer the letter
that you wrote her so long ago, did she,
Emily shook her head, while a little
scornful smile curled her lip.
"And you used to bo snch great
friends. Well, since old Mis' 1'ottar
left all the property to that family, they
have pnt on airs in the most extraordi
nary manner : but it wasn't so very
much, after all."
" No, 'n' Squire Jones says they're
spendin' it awful reckless. There won't
be none of it left In a year or two. What
with Kate a-goin' to the city to take
music lessons, 'n' hevin' two silk dress
es. She didn't hev that last ona trim
med with fringe after ajl. It was all
kivered with knife plaitin' ; Mis' Jones
went 'n' asked the i'ort dressmaker,
herself. They say neither Kate nor
her mother scarcely speak to the neigh
"But Hiram'a good-hearted, 'n'
think he's kind of ashamed of their ac
tions," said Mrs. Rollins presently.
'Emily, I wish you'd light the lamp
It's goin' to be an awful dark night."
Emily arose and did as she was re
quested, then she drew the curtains,
. bolted the outside door, resumed her
snat bv the tire, and taking a book from
the table, was soon absorbed in its cob-
Uinta. Miss Debby commenced to con
verse on the subject of fevers and sick
people, half to herself and half to tier
Binter, who did not seem to be in a talk
ative Diootl, but kuUnl awuv in pensive
silence, every now and then raising her
head to wistfully regard her daughter.
" Emily," she said, altur a long long
,. pause, ''I don't think Kate Sawyer's
friendship is any great loss, alter alL
Do you know I have always cherished
. suspicion mat sne was me cause ot joo
Ashion's strange behavior P I think
that she spread the report of your flirta
tion witn John roster on purpose to put
an end to everything between you and
Joe. She wanted hiiu herself: every-.
poay saw tnat."
Emily colored violently, but made no
renlv. Joe Anhton's name had hardly
place very suddenly and mvtrlnnlv
when she was only li;hloen, and she
had nevor heard from him since.
The summer that he went ha
had never been more devoted. Emily
saw him every day. He talked of giv
ing up his sailor life because ht could
not bear to leave hor, he said, and was
looking, for a situation in some mercan
tile homo In the eitv. Thnn all .
smldim he disappomedwithoutoiic word
of good-by. He left no message behind
mm. lie wrote no letter of explanation.
ins grandfather, with whom he had al
ways lived, for his father and mother
died in his infancy, merely said that he
bad gone on another foreign voyage. In
less than a year aflorward the old man
dind. i There wore nono of the Ashtons
left in Bloomville. and nennla annand tn
talk of Joe. For two or three years his
name was scarcely mentioned. Then
there came a rumor that be was with
his uncle, a rich old bachelor in the
West Indies. Some sailor from the
port had soen and talked with him
there, but still Emily heard no sound.
She had up to this time belioved him
dead. Other lovers sought hor favor,
but H In vain. 8he shotild never mar
ry, shs soid. . 8hs preferred to remain
as she was.' S ha was too busy to in.
dulgo In any vain regrets, for great mis
fortunes had come to the family, and
Bhe. was obliged to teach school to keep
hor mother, Aunt Debby and herself
from actual want. In the first place
tlio bank at the Port," where all their
possessions with the exception of the
rocky little farm upon which they
lived, were placed, failed. Then
the crops failed entirely one
year, Iho best cows sickened
and died, and, in the midst of it all,
Mrs. liollins fell ill of a fever which
lasted two or three weary months. The
farm was mortgaged in order to pay the
Doctor's bill, and since that time every
thing seemed to go wrong.
"Bless me," said Miss Debby, sud
denly rushing into the room, "two men
are a-coinin' through the gate bringin'
somcthin' that looks like another man ;
ez like as not somebody's got hurt."
And she flew to open the outside door.
"Man hurt, got run away with, Deb
by, 'n' you'll hev to take him in, seein'
this is the nearest house," said Mr.
Harding, one of the neighbors, who,
with his son, a stout lad of eighteen, was
carefully bearing a limp and seemingly
lifeless body. ...
" Good grashus! he's dead, I kin see
by the looks of his face that he's a
corpse," exclaimed Miss Debby, while
Emily hastily lod the way to the best
bedroom. ' '
"Lor', no, he's out of his head,
though, and dangerous, I'm afeard. It's
the stranger that came to the hotel ter
the corner day before yosterday. He
brought a wild horse with him f rom the
city,' said Mr. Harding. ' "Tom, you
stay here with the wimmen-folks, tliey
might git scart, you know," tnfnlng to
his son, "while f 11 drive after the Doc
tor as fast as I can."
Emily regarded the man with a
strange, half-romantic interest. His
features, though bronzed to such an ex
tent that she believed him to be of a
dark-colored race, were singularly hand
some, lie was, apparently, about thirty
years old. A dark, curline beard
adorped his chin and half concealed a
rather obstinate, determined mouth. A
quantity of . -loose, dark hair fell over a
broad m ow, which was. molded af tar a
different patera from those of the slow.
unarabitioos. young farmers and rough
sailors whom Emily was accustomed to
see. ms eyes were tightly closed, the
jet-black lashes sweepine his brown
cheek. Upon one of his lone aristoeratio-)
looking lingers glistened a brilliant dia
mond in an odd setting. Emily, who
was as full of romanoe as a very young
gin, ana wno nau neen reaaing postern
poetry, thought that he looked like an
Eastern king. A terrible bruise reveal
ed itself on the left temple, and being
placed on the back of his head, he turn
ed it quickly with a moan of intense suf
fering. "He don't b'long nowheros round
here, but, somehow, he looks dretful
familiar, don't you think so, Emily P"
said Aunt Debby.
" I fancied that there was when I first
glanced at him," replied Emily, " bnt of
course it was only fancy, - It is evident
(hat he is a gentleman,'' ;
'Yes, some great gentleman," said
timid, littlo Mrs. Rollins,' regarding the
diamond nng with a sort ol awe.
Miss Debby hurried to make a fire on
the- hearth, while Emily proceeded to
name to stranger s neaavery gently
with cold water. This seemed to soothe
him for a time, for he became immedi
ately quiet, then he commenced to mut
ter incoherent words, and to make
startled exelamauonda, , 3 . J I
" No, no, she won't see me! she won't
speak to me! It is too late ! " be cried,
looking Emily full in the face, with his
,ytili, burning oyssv H ' i '
' The Doctor clime bustling mj bearing
ms nugo medicine chest.
" I don't think you can do any thing,
Doctor, the man's in a dretful way.
Coniple b.e a furrfnqT, aji't hePy
said Aunt Do'bbv. '
" What is itr" Got his head brokeP"
inquired the Doctor,
ii V No matter, it wasn't good lor much,
it led its owner into the wrong track,"
said the patient, regarding the Doctor
fixodly. Then he commenced to rave
and mutter a?uin.
"Lor', did you; hear What he1 said
ahmit flrttin nnln thai wrnnir trnofcP"
whispered Miss Debby. "Like ez not,
he's a burglar, a rcg'lar cut-lbroat. I
a'n'( sura, it's safe to hev him in
the .bouse, if ha , U a-dyin', but,
lor', he's a human bein',Jn' we must do
all we ken."
"Too many people In tho room,"
growled the Dootor. "Miss Emily, you
come and help me with these bandages.
If you would leave the room for a while,
marm," turning to Miss Debby, "it
would be better for the patient. Talk
ing excites him."
Miss Debby indignantly remained at
ner post, out condescended to Keep
silence. , , , ' '
" What kind of a fellow Is that hired
man of yours Seth, I meanP" inquired
" Rather stupid, but faithful in the
extreme," roplieu Jbmily. . i
" Wouldn't fall asleep at his post if he
sat up three nights running H"
"I think not." t ,
t'Theji hare him tent' for at onoo.'
Seth appeared a huge man who had
the faculty of moving like a mouse.
"You are not to take your eyes off this
man one moment until six o'clock to
morrow morning. If you see. any
chomre in him. come for we at once
Miss Jsriily will watch while you are al
'sent.' And the Doctor, having mixed
ihis'iiisticines and prepared) hi band
I ages, pinned a long list of directions on
Seth's ooat, and prepared to take his
departure. i .
i Do yon think hei 1 wilj MveP'' In
quired Emily, following the Doctor Into
the hall. . . . n c ! : ; : i
"Toll yon bettor to-morrow.' TThe
ok- It i!is sWjU.aVl'.jsu.mwh.ft the
the night.", shuddered Seth, who was as
timid an he was huge. Kmil smiled.
" I will sit np, too. I should not sleep
If I was in bed."
No change was detected In the condi
tion of the patient during thn night.
ja was quiei and delirious by turns.
Emily slept at Intervals. Hel.h nhnvad
the Doctor's orders literally, never dar
ing to move an inch from the bedside.
In the morning the . DocUir pronounced
mm ueiier, out not out ol darger.
Emily felt a stranire interest in the
sick man. She was filled with anxietv
if she left him if for ever so short a time.
She cared for him with a sistnrlv Inn.
dorness, and though he seemed tincon
sciotu of ovorythlDg else around 'him,
he was evidently Soothed bv hof" pres
ence and missed , her sorely tf she was
not always near to roinistfrtnliis wants.
He would take his medicine from no
hand but hers, and still, at times, the
mere sight of her face would set him
into the wildest excitomont, and
would rave about some mynterions the
in the wildest and most incoherent man
ner. "What if he a'n't good, 'n' your folks
don't git no pay fnr hit keep V nus
sinP" said Seth, meditatively, on the
third day of his illnese.
Emily had just entered the room, and
was standing by the bedside.
" Hush, Seth! Howdare you talk liko
that P" she said, her eyes flashing with
" Von don't even know his name,
anyhow. Jones, over to the hotel, says
't is registered lilnck, or suthin' liko
that, lie couldn't tell, 't was sich blind
The sick man had opened his eyes,
and was looking Emily full in tho face
The fever seemed to have left him for
time, and his gnzo was calm and intelli
gent. Emily started and grew deadly
pale. What was there in those eyes
which awakened so many memories,
which brought book the old days with
such a thrill? "Joe," sho half whis
pered, with stiff, white lips.
" Emily, dearest can you over forgive
meP Say that you will do so. I wont
away because I thought you wero going
to oast me off and marry John Foster.
They said so." And then his mind
commenced to ' wander again, and,
broken sentences, Emily detected the
sound of Kate Sawyer's name. But
held her hand in a close clasp, and fin
ally fell into a quiet sloop in this posi
tion, and if she tried to withdraw the
hand held so closely in . his own,
would move uneasily and grasp it
the tighter. ...
Seth, whose ears, eyes, and mouth
had . been wide . open during
me wnolo scene, came near
fulling head , first into the fire
which he was mending, so overcome
was ho, so weak had he grown with
amazement, llo immediately thought
of some pressine errand which would
take him to the village store, and before
nine o'clock that nignt there was hardly
a person in the whole town who wasn't
aware that Joe Ashton was the man
who was 111 at the house of the Widow
The next day, in tripned Kate Sawver.
all smiles and cordiality, so srlad to"
her dear cousins, so rejoiced that dear
cousin Joo was oetlcr, and that ho was
at borne once more. She had not been
in the house before for nearly a year.
! " J Shall rerhajh here and take care
nun to-dny," taiu she, addressing Mrs.
Rollins. "I "wont always, his favorite
consin, yon know, and 6f course I can
care for him as no strangers, however
uiougnuui, are aoie to do."
" Cat's foot ! " ejaculated Miss Debby,
sharply, "he's a dretful nigh cousin,
a n't heP Anyhow, we've bed
strict orders not let him see no.
body. , J 'a.' Mis,' Rollins a'n't 'lowed
into the -room .ourselves only once
a great while. The Doctor is dretful
partickler, 'n' Joe, himself, don't seem
to want to see nobody but Emily.
They've been a-talkin' over old times
this mornin' ; his head 'pears to be
Kate grew scarlet with Indignation,
but she choked down her aneer as near
ly as possible. " The Doctor means that
he shall not see any strangers, of course,
bnt in this case it is different. I am
dear friend and relative1. ' Ma's coming
oyer to watch to-pight.;" I i ' S
.""Dretful deaivl should 'say.fi" "jf yer
ma comes over, she'll come fur nbthin'.
Joe sleeps most all night, now, 'n' Seth
lays on the lounge in the same room,
gves him his medicine at the right time,
joe 'n' the Doc tor bo tfiscs they wouldn't
change Seth fur a perfessloiiaVhe's
awful faithful, 'n' so awful still."
Kate made no reply, but marched
toward the door of the, forbidden
jvUh a rsry en ct head and flashing eyes.
"Sorry I can't 'commerdate yer,
Miss, but I've hed strict orders not
let a livin' soul but Mis' Rollins V Em
ily cross that Urfc thrsVholt,;' said Seth,
appoaring is trteasssgo-feay just then.
" Wouldn't dare not to 'bey the Doctor
more'n I'd cut my head off." And
made his huge arm. a barrier in hex
vy 'S'5i t "3
"This is some of Emily's doings."
said Kate, energetically. " Where
sho P I wish to see her ! "
Well, I don't like to disturb her jest
now, fur she 'n' the gentleman seems
be eayin' something awful important.
They are old friends, you know, only
she , never , knowed him at first,
th iciiBtab) of the West Injies
had darkened his complexion so.
was jest a red-cheeked, smooth-faced
young chap when he went away. I re
meruW hmij myself, 'n' now he's come
buck With a drt tfur light q' Whiskers,
well as a pocket full of money."
"Impudent creature! you shall pay
dearly for insulting a Sawyer in this
way," almost screamed Kate.
"Can't help it. If yer waz more
Sawyer 'n you bs, I couldn't let you
enter that there room,"
That afternoon all the indignant Saw
yers appeared in a body, but the Doctor
happened to be paying his daily visit
that time, and informed them, as he de
clared once for all,, that they could not
see Mr. Ashton for a week at least.
" 1 thought he was out of danger,"
said Mrs. Sawyer, trembling with in
ward wrath, for it was known all over
town that Joe had inherited nearly half
a million from his eccentric old bache
lor uncle who had gone out to the Indies
when a boy.. And here he. was being
petted and cajoled by the artful Emily.
"He wouldn't be out of danger it
should allow the whole town to pounce
upon him; however, I tell you, he mnst
be kept pefectly quiet, marm." '
A week passed away. Joe bad gained
strength very rapidly. He was able
sit up- oil day now. Toe fever, had left
him, his heud was clear, and he was out
liii the family sitting room for the first
time this morning.- He was seated
the chimney-corner, looking somewhat
weak aud bruised, but happy as a toy
a holiday.- i Emily who was engaged
tidying up the hearth, had grown tun
years! younger within a few weeks
spite of all the care and wakeful nights
which she had experienced. Joe was
congratulations and affectionate greetings.
Joe smiled somewhat grimly, tmt sirf
fored himself to be gushed over, while
cauihj touiru on wno quiet amusement.
"1 near that you are going out to
morrow, cousin," she said, " and I cams
to invita vou over to nur hntiMj (if
course you will come to ns now that you
are nine vt uo so. i mine we oould
make you more oomfortable," glancing
around the homely, rather poverty
stricken, little room, "and then we are
all actually dying to see you."
"Thank you," said Joe, "bnt I'm
more than comfortable here. I shall
not change my quarters for another
uut yon win surely come to ns in
season for Thanksgiving. Indeed, we
can not be thankful without you. And
we shall invite the other cousins, too,
of course," with a patronizing smilo at
"Then I am afraid I shall be the
means of causing you to be in an un
grateful state of mind on that day, for
Emily agreed last night to marry me at
Thanksgiving. I shall be obliged to go
to the city then, the Doctor thinks
shall be able to do so, and I felt that
could not go and leave her behind me,
though I am not afraid that any evil,
lying report could have power to sepa
rate us again. Emily has forgiven me
for being such a fool as to have believed
the old ono, though it seemed very
plausible, and we are very bappy."
And he gazed Into MissSawyer's foco
with intense meaning.
She grow white to the very lips.
" Ez fur Mis' Rollins V mo, wo can't
accept your kind invitation, neither, ez
we'ro both goin' ter Boston to visit
a while," said Aunt Debby, rising from
her seat, and making a low courtesy.
'T'r'aps your folks '11 bo able to come
and see ns agin, now, thouirh," she
added, "seein', thanks to Mr. Ashton,
we own this ffirm, 'n' the Clark place
jinin' it, n' Mis' Rollins her. a sum
the bank, too. Life is awful freaky,
Kate Sawyer, 'n' I'roverdence is curus,
but when folks a'n't Jest what they'd
orter be, they ginerally git their come
uppance. Not that I a'n't dretful sorry
for you, 'n' yer dissapointod ma,
Kate did not once turn her head until
she was in ber own room at home,
mile and a half away. Balluu't Maga
tine. . ,
St. Julien's Wonderful Performances.
trot as fast as St. Julien
or Maud S., they need to be up to con
cert pitch to do their level best, and
when in the slightest degree off, their
supremo efforts are impossible. In view
of the fact that St. Julien has been suf
fering with the epidemic for several
weeks, his recent trials, especially his
2:12 3-4 at Prospect Park, are very note
worthy and creditable. Before he made
that effort, those who visited biro, in his
stall, and saw the epizootio fluid fairly
streaming from his nostrils, did not ex
pect from him a milo better than 2:15,
and his driver coincided in that viow.
He would not run the risk of urging
sick a horse, and yet he trotted in 2:12
8-4, absolutely on his courage ! It was
a tremendous performance. Since
left California he has traveled over 10,000
miles in railroad cars, has undergone
numerous changes of climate, yet
never has he failed to give a line exhi
bition of speed, and never has he made
a break. A brief summary of his brilli
ant compaign will be interesting: June
10, against time, at Detroit, best time
2:17 1-4; June 24, against time,
Ionia, Mich., best time 2:18 1-2; July
A, against time, at Detroit, best time,
2:1 1-4; Jnly 22, at Chicago, free for
all, best time 2 :1G 1-2 ; July 2U, at Cleve
land, free for all, best time 2: lo 3-4
Aug. 5, at Buffalo, free for all, best time,
2 : 15 1-4 ; Aug. 12, at Rochester, against
time, 2:11 8-4; Aug. 19, at Springfield,
free for all, best time, 2:15; Aug. 27,
Hartford, against time, 2:11 1-4; Sept.
1 1, at Minneapolis, against time 2:1.1;
Sept. 25, at Boston, against time, 2:13 1-2:
Out. 8, at Washington; against time, 2:13
1-4; Oct. 15, at Prospect Park, against
time, 2:12 8-4. This far surpasses any
trotting campaign ever made by anutner
horse, and speaks no less for the aston
ishing speed of St. Julien. than for his
splendid constitution and indomitable
courage. The Clay blood does not seem
to make him quit. He will soon
shipped to California, and in that tronial
clime may astonish the trotting commu
nity again before the year closes.
Spirit of the Timet.
A Great Innkeeper.
The Milford (Pa.) correspondent
the New York Sim writes: The door
opening from the piazza of the Sawkill
House into the reading-room of the ho
tel is nearly twice as wide as ordinary
doors. This may be said, in fact,
several of the doors of this celebrated
Milford inn. The unusual width of thesi
passagoways was mode necessary bo
cause a former landlord was unable
Eass through a coramou-sized one.
ewis Cornelius conducted the Sawkill
House for many years. At the time
his death, in 1B41, he was nndoubtedly
the largest man in the country. He had
always refused to be weighed while liv
ing. The following entry was made
one of the record books of the County
Clerk's office in 1841, it being a certified
statement of Mr. Cornelius's dimensions
and weight, which were taken immedi
ately after ho died :
LSW1S CORNEMCSD!ED SEPT. 27, 1841.
Ills height wus S foot.
Circumference below the waist, S feet
circumference above the waUt, S fet
Cii-cumferonoo ot aim, above the elbow,
fecit 2 liu-lid.
Circumference of arm, below tbe elbow,
toot 9 Inches.
Clrcunilorenee of wrist, 1 foot 3 Inches.
Circu inference of thlKlt. 4 feet i Indies.
, Circumference of culf ol leg, 2 feet 7 Inches.
Circumference of ankle, 1 foot 7 Inched.
' His weight was Uf, pounds, without cloth
in. Scores of people are yet living in Pike
County who remember Lewis Cornelius
well. They say that his illness must
have reduced his weight at least fifty
pounds. His hotel was a favorite stop
ping place, and had a great reputation
years before it became a popular retreat
for city people.
. When Lewis Cornelius died the man
agement of the house passed into the
hands of his three sons, John, James
and William. James was a spare man.
John and William were fleshy. The
latter died a few years since. He
weighed about COO pounds. Jamus
also dead. John, or "the Sheriff,"
sole proprietor of the hotel now. lie
over six feet high, and will weigh 350
pounds. He has been Sheriff of Pike
County five times. Besides the Corne
lius brothers, there were four sisters.
William Cornelius was the only one
the family who ever married. He was
a son-in-law of the late Judge Rodney
S. Church, of Brooklyn. One of the
sisters died a number of years ago.1 Hor
weight was over 400 pounds. The wife
ot Lewis Cornelius, and mother of his
rtriw'lu)d-arV-S'1rr'c. ;xi over thirty
SCIENCE AND INDUSTRY.
Or late the electric lifht has been
employed by naturalists to attract in
sects which thny desire to collect tor ex.
animation or to preserve as specimens.
Tin subcutaneous injection of sul
phuric ether, in three-drop doses, at in
tervals of twelve hours, Is recommended
rry jr. Uomegya for the successful treat
ment of sciatica.
Til site of a millstone manufactorrnf
the bronze age is thought to have been
discovered at Anvenir, near Neufchatel,
owuzeriand. Millstones in all stage of
manufacture have recently been brought
to light there.
Tub boring of the Arlberg Tunnel Is
In active progress on the Austrian side
of the mountain, and ground will shortly
be broken on the Swiss side. The St.
Gothard line in its entire length is ex
pected to be in running order in April
It is claimed by M. Pasteur that earth
worms carry about the bacteridium
germs nf the disease, called anthrax, in
their alimentary canal ; that the dust of
the earth mixed with the infected nlood
gets blown about the herbage with the
worms' excrement, and the cattle de
vouring the grass become infected.
Tuk London Lancet says: "The man
who eats a regulated nnmber of
moals daily, with a duly stimulated and
organized habit, probably cats much
more than his system requires or the
organism, as a whole, is constituted to
deal with. The organs of digestion and
assimilation are overworked, and hence,
doubtless, many of the most trouble
some diseases. A glance at any time
showing the length of time which the
commonest articles of food take to di
gest will show that the fashionable
stomach can scarcely ever be empty."
Amoho the many important facts
brought out by the Lnited States Survey
of the great lakes and the Mississippi
River is the action of sand waves in tho
Mississippi at Helena, which in water
from 13 to 30 feet deep are moving
down the river at an average rate of lA
feet a day. These sand waves have an
average length, counting from crest to
crest, of about !):J0 feet, an extreme
length of about 500 feet, and an average
height of about 5 feet and an extreme
height of 8 feet from valloy to crest.
The existence of sand waves of such
large dimensions, and moving with
such velocity, does not seem to have
been observed before on the Lower Mis
sissippi. . j .
Ik the Gazelle des IToiiitnux, of a re
cent date, some cases are described of
the use of petroleum capsules in simple
and chronic bronchitis. It is stated, as
a curious fact, that this balsamic was
brought before the Therapeutio Society
by M. IS ache a year ago, at tho sugges
tion of a Paris chemist, who named it
"Gabian oil," in order to prevent pni
lic prejudice. Each of these capsules
contains twenty-five centigrams of pure
petroleum, tho ordinary oil which has
to be distilled in contact with sulphuric
acid to render it fit for liehting purposes
not being suitable. At the Hospital
Beaujon, where these capsules have been
freely ordered for chronic bronchitis, a
rapid diminution of the secretion and fits
of coughing is reported.
PITH AND POINT.
"Mat a Christian langh?" inquires
the New York Sun in a head line.
Well, we should smile. Sew Orleans
"How greedy you are!" said one lit
tle girl to another, who had taken the
best apple on the dish, "I was just go
ing to take that ! "
Mr. Love was married the other day
at Ithaca at the age of eighty-three. It
was an old Love affair. New York
"That strikes me as being 'queer'"
as the teller of the bank said, when a
counterfeit bill was presented to him.
Boston Journal of Commerce.
" What a blessingit is," said a hard
working Irishman, "that night niver
comes on till aUs in the day, whin a
man is tired and can't work any at all,
It isn't necessarily the men who come
prominently to the front in times of ex
citement that are the leaders of the
people. The rudder that directs the
ship's course always keeps modestly In
the rear. Boston Transcript.
" I want to see the villain who wrote
this article. Where's the proprietor of
this paperP" " He's out." " Where's
the managing editor?'.' "He's out."
" Where's the city editor P" '" He's out."
' Where's the reporter?" : " He's out."
" Where am I P" (Rickety slam-bang-jam!
Two panes of glass broken.)
" You're out." Man found on sidewalk
and carried to hospital. Verdict:
Struck bv lightning. . Still they will do
it. , "? " 1
Eifouon money has been poured
out in kerosene oil, wasted in club
uniforms,; . burned up in fireworks,
and drank, up in various things
during ,i the late political cam
paign to have insured new winter bon
nets and domeslio tranquility through
out this land from now until next East
er. Think of that, good woman, and
cast It in his teeth when he comes home
to supper, and ask him if he expects the
President to buy you decent clothing in
stead of the disgraceful rags that now
keeps von away from the blessed privi
lege of the sanctuary every Sabbath.
Egyptians, the most strange and dream
like are the sphinxes. They are innu
merable along the Nile, half man, half
beast, carved in solid stone. But one
known as the Sphinx the largest and
most wonderful, sits near the Pyramids,
with staring stone eyes that seem to
have almost learned to see. It is half
buried in the sands. Its head rises more
than sixty feet above its base. Whole
avenues ot sphinxes lined the courts of
the Egyptian temples. Then there are the
tombs, or catacombs, where the mum
mies are preserved long galleries cut
in the rock, decorated with paintings,
covered with the dust of generations.
Along the river these oemeteries are
almost numberless. Un tbe walls are
drawn all t lie various occupations of the
Eeopla. The fisherman is seen drawing
is nets, the plowman driving his team,
the soldier returning from the war. But
the most curious of tbe catacombs are
those devoted to tbe pretorvution of the
mummies of eats, bulls, birds of ail
kinds, and orooodiles. The Egyptians
worshiped animals and birds, and when
they died, preserved their bodies by a
singular process. The bull (Apis) was
adored at Memphis, and his death was
a season ot general woe. When a cat
in a house at Thebes died, all the family
went in mourning, and shaved their eye
brows. Harper't Young fsoj).
Subscription-iiook publishers say
that women agents are preferred to
men boeuuso they are treated with
Our Young Folks.
THE GRAND PROCESSION.
Ei-sik Rarer was sitting on a log in
wood-shed, gloomily listening to
brother Joe, who was talking with
for I tell you, sir," said hs to Elsie,
isn't every boy who'll get a chance
be in that procession to-night, sir.
There'll be a thousand torches, and
speeches, and fire-works; and the train
leaves Porter's Corner at six o'clock;
Mr. Jlill says to me, ' Vou be on
hand. Joe, you and Ja k Stone, and
may go to Portland along of the
"Continentals" and march each side
the flag, ami wear white rubber
capes, and carry a torch apieco if you
like.' It's to lie tho biggest show of
season, anil "
"1 can't go." burst in Elsie. " Just
because I'm a girl I can never go any
where or sue anything."
"Of courw not," assented Joe,
cheerfully. "Girls never can. I go
because father's in Ohio, and I'm the
man of the family. I declare I shouldn't
wonder if half the people in Portland
tnitiK jacK ana 1 could vote
wheii they see us nerccnimi. Three
Hanfield? Hanfield? That did not
sound quite right. Joe meditated.
Hanfield? Well, never mind. There
was no time to waste over names. If
would help toward the election of
President of the United States be
must be off and aw ay for Jack Stone,
the two would mis the train.
AndEisio? Poor little Eisie was left
forlorn. She was quite alone, for her
mother had pony to visit a sick neigh
bor, and would not even beat home for
"Oh, uhij shouldn't a girl do just
what her brother does, and have some
fun?" thought Elsie, bitterly. "Or else
why wasn't I born a bov?" '
She sat close to the andirons in front
inu wixki nre. and more and more
dismal did she grow. She had nearly
come to wondering whether it was real
ly worth while to live if one had to be
only a girl, when the front door burst
open, and in bounced Master Joe.
"Elsie," cried he, grasping her by
arm, "here's your chance, loucan
"GoP go?" repeated Elsie, flushing
crimson with excitement.
Joe hurried on. "Jock Stone's sick.
Earache both ears onions on 'era
here' 8 his cap who'll know you're not
boy? tuek up your skirts on with
this big cape come!"
Elsie was beside herself. "Mother
wonldn't let me," she half gasped.
"Did Bhe ever say you mustn't?" ar
gued Joe. "Like as not we'll be back
before she is. Don't be a goose.
There's no time to talk. Hurry: hur
ry! You won't get such another
Her eyes flashing, her brain in a
whirl, Elsie pulled tie blue cap over
her short curls. Her littie petticoats
were quickly pinned up and covered by
the rubber cape. With her unlicrhtcd
torch over her shoulder, who would not
have thought her a sturdy younger
brother of the bov who held her tightly
the hand, and exhorted her not to
the grass grow under her feet
Down the road they flew, and reached
the station just as tbe "Continentals"
came marching np with fife and drum,
"Here we are, Mr. Hill," said Joe.
presenting himself and his companion.
"All right," said Mr. Hill, too bnsy
pay much attention. " Keep with
me rest oi me men. now are you, Jack,
my boy?" I
There was no time for the make-
believe "Jack, my boy," to answer.
The engine was puffing and panting.
Elsie was swung on the train, where
Joe and she tucked themselves away on
The "Continentals" were in the best
humor, so were the " Philbriek Pio
neers," who, gorgeous in their Zouave
regimentals, came crowding into the
car at the next station, to crack jokes
and talk politics. Pretty soon tbe train
stopped with a jerk, and every body was
out in a twinkling.
There were shouts of command. The
"Continentals" and " Pioneers" fell into
line. Torches were lit. A hast of boys
set no shrill yells. Joe and Elsie mere
twitclied into place by energetic Mr.
Hill, and ordered to hold up their heads
and keep time to the music.
"Isn't it fun?" thought Elsie, step
ping briskly along, and grasping her
toren wiui Dotu nanus.
If one hundred torches were " fun,"
what could be said when they reached
Market Square, where the grand pro
cession was to rorra, and where there
was a blaze of light such as Elsie had
never imagined! Bands were playing,
horses were prancing; some one set fire
a sort of powder, and lo! the whole
street was rosy red.
Now everything was ready and the
march began. Whole blocks on each
side were festooned with bunting and
Chinese lanterns; candles twinkled in
every pane; all the gas bnrners did
their best; Roman canities shot oat
colored stars; rockets went up with a
"Hurrah! hurrah! hurrah!" The
procession was pausing in front of a big
house. Somebody was making a speech
Nobody could understand half he said.
No matter. "Hurrah! hurrah! hur
rah!" Elsie shouted with the rest, and
trotted craily on. ,
"No reason in the world I shouldn't
have come, like any other boy! Hur
rah!" Up one street and dowu another, each
more brilliant than the last. Elsie
marched on, till suddenly a small, then
larger, pain began to make itself felt
one oi ner leet.
"it's my new boots," said she to
herself, ' Why didn't I chanire them?'
I'll stomp hard and then I shall bo
But somehow she was not easy. Up
one street, down anotner. it was aot
much the pain in one particular spat
now as tbe general ache, not oniy in
her foot, but in her whole body.
"I'm afraid I'm growing tired."
She glanced at Joe. That worthy
was in nigh spirits, and apparently as
fresh as ever. Elsie limped bravely on.
Across an open space the procession
wheeled, and halted again to drink
lemonnde out of big tubs on tlio side
walk. Ehie ventured to complain to
Oh, cbeer up!" was all th comfort
hud for ber. "We've marched 'most
half the distance now.
'Most halt tiie distance!" Why.
Elsia oould never hold out it that were
seemed as if Bhe had been inarching I
for years and years -ever since she
was a hany. bne oould not urng her
self another, inuh. In, the midt of a
cheer she crept up a flight of steps,
and saua down..
'T 11 wait a few minutes, and then
run fast, and catch Joe again," thought
she. : i -. .
The next moment, as it seemed, she
heard two voices near her.
"The party must be hard up that has
lie's dropped d.i
and all, and gone to sleep.
, .u'i n, .'is Koiin t Bleep. - .
EUie started and looked around i) I
Where was the procession P Where (I I
JoeP Too terrified tossy a word, iv I
...... -1. - L I b.i ' I
Bv.nc. inn lunumi, jnAiiiv Wlllliy OIU
side and on that. No Joe did she
no procession either. . It would
have been quite dark but for the street
" I must stop somewhere. I m ist
some one for Joe."
At a house smaller than the o'h
paused, and rang the bell. Th
was a confused sound of talking witi.
"lon't you open that door as )
vaiue your nie, rha'be Maria, '
some one. in shrill tones. " i s
alone! This time of night! It's tramp;.
men rno-ne .nana called through the
(io rijht away. I sha'n't
yon In if you stop there till midnight.
I think if the word " de-pirt" had not
sounded so very ponderous, Elsie would
have called back that she was no tramp.
it was, she ran blindly on.
"Mother! mother!" she sobbed,
wringing her little cold hands. But no)
answered. A clock near by tolled
nine, ten, eleven. Two drops of rain
The wind rustled drearily anion?
Steps sounded near. A tall man ap
proached, and Elsie cantrht the pleaiu
'What are vou doinsr here, bov?"
demanded the newcomer, in a great
I'm not a boy," cried Elsie. "I
never was a boy in all my life. I m
Elsie Baker. I want to en home."
She quite broke down, and wept pit-
" Hoity-toity !" exclaimed the man,
ho was one of the police. " Where is
"Out at Porter's Corner. Joo
brought me to the pcrcession. I wish
hadn't. I wi.-h Oh dear, dear
"Now here's a pretty mess!" said thu
policeman. "There's nothing for it
to take charge o' you to-night, ami
how we can manaze to-morrow.
You come along with me."
rinding the ehild too exhausted to
walk, he picked her up and tramped off
down in town with his burden. Where
he carry ber?
To tell the truth there seemed to be)
other place, and he took her to the
Elsie was too worn and spent to mind;
hungry was she not to devour eagerly
bit of salt fish and hard tracker
which her new friend gave her; then.
forgetting her woes, she fell asleep once
more, safely wrapped in his warm over
But, in the morning, waking in a
strange place, all the terror of hist night
came upon her onee more. Through
open door she darted like a startled
bare, and when No. 11 came, an hour
Ia'er, to find her, no child was visible.
that was left was the small rubber
cape with its red collar. i
"I must find some cars," thought
Elsie. "I can't get home unless I find
It mast have been her guardian angel
who led the little girl, for, as she walked
hastily along, right in front of her
loomed up a big building, in and out of
which locomotives were running.
"Would you please point out the
train for Porter's Corner?" said Elsie,
tremblingly approaching a man who
was poshing round some trunks.
'tJJless you! you're at the wrong sta
tion for that, sissy or bubby, whichever
you be," said the man, glancing from
the girl's dress to the boy's cap. " But
there," added he, as the brown eyes
filled with tears, "a gravel train's just
going across tbe city to the Eastern
Depot. Coma with me, and I'll taka
Down the track Elsie rode, perched!
a heap of gravel. .
"1 collate you ve got a ticket for
Porter's Corner?" said her companion.
Here was fresh trouble. No ticket
had she, and, what was worse, not a
penny to buy one.
"You don't mean to say you're croinac
steal a ride!" exclaimed the man.
Very likely this was meant for a joko.
but Elsie took it for sober earnest. She
had been called a "tramp" lost nijrht;
now she was taken for a thief. It was;
too dreadful. She looked here ami
there, if perchance there might be soma
way of escape from all this misery, and
suddenly why! what? that boy on
the platform of the Eastern Depot
could it be?
"Joe! Joe!" shrieked Elsie.
It was Joe; a very wretched Joe, a
Joe who had not slept a wink all night,
though he had gone home in a vain
hope he might find the missing sister
He saw Elsie. He sprang toward her.
clambered on the car almost before
stopped. He hugged her, he kissed
her. Boy though he was, he wept great
tears over her. Then he took her by
both shoulders and shook her.
"Oh, you bad girl! Where have you
been? You're frightened mother 'most
death. Elsie, Elsie, what made you
come to Portland?"
"You brought me, Joe," said Elsie,
Home they went, those two. At the
Porters Corner Station they found ev
ery man and woman of the village, and
each severally must Elsie tell her
story. Her mother never said a word.
She only clasped Elsie tighter and tight
er, while the tears streamed down her
But Joe! oh, Joe did talking enough
for all. The lofty sentiments that
flowed from the lips of that virtuous
youth were truly refreshing. His own
share in last night's ad ven tares had
quite slipped his mind. He felt oalled
upon, as "the man of the family," to
exhort his sister at length ia regard to
her manners and morals.
"And now, Elsie Baker,"" he ended,
hone vod ace whv e-irla can't do as
boys do. I could have marched for a
week and not been tised. I hope
you'll remember this the next time you
want to tag on when I'm going any
where." And Elsie was actualiV so tired that
shebadn't the spirit to answer a word.
Mary Densel, in Barger't Ymnj Peo
A TOIDG woman, patter prepossess
ing in appearance, but possessed of a
considerable growth of beard, is once a
week a visitor to a barber shop at Clin
ton, Ga. She takes ber seat in a chair.
just like a man. and quietly submits her
face to the 'lathsr brush and razor.
Showmen have tried to induce her to
travel as a bearded woman, but she
scornfully rejects their oilers.
' RAPH.tC'8 " Christ Bearing ' the
Cross" was painted for the brothers of
the monastery at Mount Olivet in Pal
ermo. The vessel in which the picture
was shipped was wrecked and passen
gers and cargo lost, but the painting.
iWted in its case, drifted ashore dnia-