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VOLUME I. RUGBY, MORGAN COUNTY, TENN., SATURDAY, NOVEMBER 15, 1890. NUMBER 1. " FIVE-FIFTY-NINE." Aha I There whistles Number One I 1 And down the tingling grade she grows, Tossing her cloud of tresses dun . Back on the twilight's fading rose. , A mile a moment and my Kate, From years and half a world apart 1 But now we'll smile at cheated Fate, And keep our Kingdom of the Heart. And but the world is drowned in steam A volleying, billowing, deafening cloud And men there run, as in a dream, And through the thunderous fog they crowd. An open switch," I heard one say ; : An op But that't a w reck I And she. A half -a-hundred yards away 1 . ' Ah, God 1 How ill from Fate we flee I , How cursed leaden drag my feet And yet the rest are far behind On, through that misty winding-sheet, My Heaven I I know not what to find. H:h 1 That. I tripped on moved and cried ! Ah I There she is ! My Kate i, my Kate I Unscratched ! And not a soul beside Is lost, of all that living freight. But while the grumbling travelers hie . To crowd the station with their fret, Here, sweetheart, step a little by, ; To thank the savior they forget; Nay, not in words that dull ear strains Not even to your music, Sweet 1 For that poor clay in greasy jeans There come the stretcher and the sheet But of your pure heart's purest give To him the hungry Death that spied Betimes himself to leap and live . t But stayed, and stopped the train and died! And yon dumb dinger to the dead Aye, weep for her who can not I She tJpon the morrow should have wed With him that brought you safe to me ! . Charles F. Lummis, in Scribner's. HIS DAY IN BED. It Might Have Been Nice if Un diluted with Babiea THINK I'll stay in bed to-day, remarked John Henry Pe ddi cord, when the alarm-clock .went off at sev en a few morn ings . ago. ....;. i don't feel very well, and I road a few days since an article by a prominent phy sician, in which he said that if people would go to bed and stay there a whole day in every month, and keep quiet, they wouldlive to a good old age." "Well, I think I would," said Mrs. John Henry Peddicord, encouragingly. "You have been complaining of a se vere headache for several days, and I have become quite anxious about you." So John Henry turned over on his pil low and settled himself for his unwonted luxury. He had just got to sleep again when the baby woke up. The baby had not read the learned article by the promi nent physician, and it would have had no effect on her if she had. She was op posed to sleep on general principles, and at any time, day or night, and only suc cumbed at the latter time from dire necessity, when she could no longer prop her eyes open. But stay in bed all day? Never! Baby's waking was the signal for her mamma to rise. "John Henry, love," said Mrs. Peddi cord, "as you are not going to get up, I think I'll lot vou amuse baby while I dress. The girl is busy this morning, It's ironing morning, you know. It'll bo such a-help." So while Mrs. Peddicord dressed, John Henry Peddicord tried to amuse the baby, but the attempt was not a gigan tic success. The baby wanted to get up JOHN HENRY rEBFORMEI) VARIOUS GYM NASTIC EVOLUTIONS. and begin its day's work, but John Henry, having resolved to put into practice the prominent physician's theory, could not accede to the infant's demand, though it was supported by much heavy wailing. To assist in the great work of amus ing baby, Mrs. John Henry Petticord 6 unloaded on the bed a varied assort ment of toys. There were dolls, tin wagons, locomotives, building ( Mocks, and the like. By the aid of these adjuncts to in fantile pacification and the expendi ture of more vital force than an entire day's work at the office would consume, John Henry kept the baby in a state of comparative quiet for ten minutes; and the word "comparative" is used ad visedly. By this time Mrs. John Henry Peddi- cord was dressed. "I'll take the baby jnow and dress her," she said. "I'm sure she hasn't bothered you much, love. S'e's dust as dood as dold, s'e is mommer's 'lttle tod dles." The second half of Mrs. John Henry's remarks were addressed to the baby, not to John Henry. "Mommer" took the baby, and John Henry snuggled into his pillow for an other snooze. He had scarcely got to sleep when he was awakened by the wife of his bosom: "I'll go and bring up your breakfast, love, if you'll just mind the baby while HE BOUNDED OUT OF THE HOUSE. I go down-stairs for it. There's the breakfast bell now. Baby will be good, I'm sure, I'll set hex on the bed and you can play with her." But baby had some conscientious scruples or something about going to bed iust after dressing, and she filed several emphatic protests which thediS' appearance of her mamma did not tend to render less energetic. This time John Henry's efforts to assuage the griei of his child were utterly unavailing. He endeavored to explain to her that the features of Edna, the chubby rubber doll, were worthy of more than a casual glance, but baby would not listen. Equally unavailing were his efforts to point out the wonder ful beauties of a "choo choo" locomo tive. But finally Mrs. John Henry came to her lord's assistance and carried off the baby, while he sat up in bed propped with pillows, ate his buttered toast and his boiled eggs, drank his coffee, and thought that the prominent phy sician's idea was not such a bad one after all. His breakfast eaten, John Henry Peddicord lay and dozed and lazily dreamed for perhaps half an hour, when his wife invaded the bedroom again. She had an idea. "John Henry," she said, "I've no end of shopping to do, and I just believe I'll go to-day while you are at home. No one can take care of the baby as well as you. i feel so much safer when you are home with baby, dear, and you won't mind, will you, love?" John Henry groaned inwardly. Oh, no, he wouldn't mind it at all And he didn't, for a whole half hour after Mrs. Peddicord disappeared. The baby had been fed, and for the space of thirty minutes thereafter was a model of angelic sweetness., men came a change, however, and the infant be came more exacting. John Henry performed various gym nastic evolutions on the bod for his audience of one infant, which were duly applauded until the spectator desired a change of programme, and made her de sire known very promptly. Presently Mr. Peddicord arrived at the conclusion that a day in bed every month may be an excellent thing, but it should be taken undiluted with ba bies. After Mrs. Peddicord nad been gone an hour, John Henry thought this thing of staying at homo to rest was a delusion and a snare, and he tried to concoct a good roason for foregoing his resolution of following the prominent physician's advice. "To be sure," he thought, "there's that business with Sparrowgrass I ought to have attended to months ago. He lives' in Frogville, fifteen miles away, over a very rough road, and I've being putting it off because it's a nasty job to do, but it's a mighty sight easier than minding this baby." John Henry Peddicord dressed him self and took the baby down-stairs, where the girl was ironing. "Norah," said he, "I'm sorry to inter rupt your ministrations at the ironing board, but I find it necessary to go to the country and I'll have to leave the baby with you. When Mrs. Peddicord returns tell her I received a telegram calling me away on very important business, and that I shall not bo back before nine or ten o'clock to-night, and perhaps not before to-morrow morn ing." "Yis, sorr," replied Norah, as she as sumed charge of "mommer's .'ittle tod dles," and John Henry bounded out of the house with an exhilaration over his new-found freedom such as he had not felt since he was a school-boy. William H. Switer, in Drake's Magazine. MIGRATING FLOCKS. Usually They Are Composed of an Amaz Ing Multitude of Birds, The following two estimates of the numbers of birds contained in naigrat ing flocks are suggestive of the inv mense numbers that are in existence: Captain Flinders, in his voyage to Australasia, saw a compact stream of stormy petrols which was from 50 to 80 yards deep and 800 yards or more broad. This stream for a full hour and a half continued to pass with out interruption with nearly tho swiftness of the pigeon. Nowj taking a column at 50 yards deep by 300 in breadth, and that it moved 80 miles an hour, and allowing 9 cubic inches of space to each bird, the number would amount to 151,500,000. The migratory pigeon of the United States flies in still more amazing multitudes. Wilson, in his "American Ornithology," says: "Of one of these immense flocks, let us attempt to calculate tho num bers, as seen in passing between Frank fort on the Kentucky and the Indian Territory. If we suppose this olumn to have been one mile in breadth, and I believe it to have been much more, and that it moved four hours at the rate of one mile a minute, the time it cook in passing would make the whole length 240 miles. Again, supposing that each square yard of this moving bod'i .com pretended -three THg'o'O'ttsy v?c ctaufe yards multiplied by 3 would give 2,230, 272,000." Christian at Work. Believes in Promptness. As chairman of the Republican caucus in the Senate, the distinguished states man from Vermont, Senator Edmunds, is an autocrat and a pedagogue com bined. He not only manages the work of the dominant party in the Senate, but he is a school-master unto the gentle men who perform the clerical work in the office of the Secretary. A newspa per man asked uolonel Williams, the clerk who has charge of all com mittee reports, why he had sent the re ports to the Public Printer so early in the day, before the news-hunters had seen them, and he replied: "I have had orders to get my work off to the Gov ernment printing office as early as pos sible; and I always obey orders. It was learned from another source that the Public Printer had complained to Senator Edmunds that the manuscript from the Senate was rather late in reach ing him every day; whereupon, Senator Edmunds went to Secretary McCook and gave him a short and easy lecture on promptitude. The substance of the lecture was delivered to the clerks by McCook, and passed off upon them as an original essay. They do not know until this day that the real autocrat of the occasion was- not McCook, but the ven erable and dignified, innocent-looking, elderly gentleman with the St. Jerome beard and Neo-Platonic, benevolent countenance. When Disease Strikes a Man. "Disease is a mean fellow," says Dr. Shrady. "It always strikes a man when he's down. Two men come into a car together one overworked, depressed, worried and exhausted; the other in terested in his work, which employs every faculty to the uttermost, com fortable and happy, with the conviction that his wife is the dearest woman in the world, his children as bright as any one s children, and that he isn't a very bad sort of a follow himself. A draught blows through the car, as usual, strik ing both men. They both take cold; one has the pneumonia and, dies, and the other a cold in his head, which he sneezes away in two days. It is easy to draw the inference, and with it to de duce the formula that comfort, cheerful ness and hopefulness are the best pro moters of existence." Applying Her Knowledge. Miss Bunting I was thunderstruck when I heard the news. Mrs. Bunting Now, Laura, didn't you tell me the other day that it is the lightning that strikes, and not the thun der? Judge. "On, dear," exclaimed a young school-girl when she first beheld a cucumber. "I always thought such things grew in slices." London Tid Bits. WITH CORMORANTS. One of the Queer Thin Kit Seen by an Artist In Japan. At no great distance from us, perhaps at a quarter of a mile, a light flickered over the water. On our approach we could distinguish a man connected with it, who apparently walked on the dark surface. He was evidently a fisherman or a shrimper, and his movements had all the strangeness of some long-legged aquatic bird. He knew his path, and, far out, followed some track of ford, adding to the loneliness as does a crane in a marshv landscane. Then I saw him no more, for ho headed up the rivor toward an opening between the hills. Suddenly a haze of light rounded the corner of the nearest mountain, then grew into a line of fire coming toward us. Above . the rustle of the river's course, and our own against it, came the beating of a cry in unison. The line of name broke into many fires, and we could see the boats rushing down upon us. As quickly as I can write it came in an even line, wide apart perhaps fifty feet or so- enough for us to pass between, where upon we reversed our movement and 'drifted along with them. In the front of each boat, hung upon a bent pole, blazed a large cresset filled with pine knots, making above a cloud of smoke, starred with sparks and long needles of red cinders. Below in the circle of each light, and on its outer rim, swam many birds, glossy .black and white cormo rants, straining so at the cords that held them that they appeared to be dragging the boats. As they spread like a fan before the dark shadow of the bows the oords which fastened them glistened or were black in the light. Each string ran through the fingers of the master fisher at the bows, and was fastened to his waist and lost in the glittering straw of his rain-skirt. Like a four- in-hand driver, he seemed to feel his birds' movements. His fin gers loosened or tightened, or, as suddenly, with a clutch pulled back. Then came a rebelious fluttering, and the white glitter of fish in tho beaks dis- appeared unavailingly; each bird was .fai'Qlbly drawn up to :;tho gunwale, and string-bearing collar. Then a squeeze a whito fish glittered out again and was thrown back into the boat. The bird scuttled away, dropped back into tho wa ter, and shaking itself, was at work again. They swam with necks erect, their eyes looking apparently over every thing, and so indifferent to small matters as to allow the big cinders to lie unnoticed on their oily flat heads. But every fow seconds one would stoop down, then throw back its head wildly with a fish crosswise in its mouth. When that fish was a small one it was allowed by the master of the bird to remain in tho capacious gullet. Each pack guided by a master varied in numbors, but I counted thirteen fastened to tho waist of the fisherman nearest to us. Behind him stood another poling; then farther back an apprentice, with one single bird, was learning to manage his feath ered tools. In the stern stood the steersman using a long pole. Every man shouted, as huntsmen encouraging pack. "Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!" making the cry whose rhythm wo had heard when tho flotilla bore down upon us. Ton "minutes, a quarter of an hour more, passed as we Kept alongside witn motionless celerity. 1 tried to sketch in the insufficient light making some times one sketch right upon another, so little could I see my linos in the treacherous light. Then the boats swerved off and were driven to the shore together, or as far as we could get to it, in tho shallow water John La Farge, in Century. Earthquake Disturbances. A roport issued by the fJapanese home department states that during tho month of April last there wore eighty earthquake disturbances, felt on twenty-eight days, the day on which the largest number was felt being tho 17th, when thore were sevonteon oscillations. The earthquake the effects of which were most extensively felt was tffat which occurred on the 16th of April, ex tending over twenty provinces. Fortu- natoly none of tho shocks were of a very serious character, tho worst effects re ported being the appearance 'of cracks in the ground, the displacement of door3 and screens, the throwing down of small articles on shelves, and the stoppage of clock pendulums. Professor Buhler, a New York mu sical artist, now at his summer home in Stockbrldge, Mass., has a passion for snakes. He catches all the harmless sorpents he finds in that wild mountain region and puts them into big, close oages in his parlor. Black snakes, striped snakes, green ones, and so on, are his pets. On pleasant days he takes his reptiles out of the boxes, fon dles them and lets them fun about the room. FISHING PITH AND POINT. The man who is too lazy to work generally marries a woman who isn't Barn's Horn. It was an editor who called on the bar-tender for a little more inside mat ter. Texas Siftings. When a woman says any thing mean about a man she always winds up her remarks by saying: "And the men are all alike." Atchison Globe. Detective (indicating a famous ad venturess, shoplifter, etc.) "That, sir, is the wickedest woman in New York. Acquaintance "Well, well! What was it she wrote?" Good News. "Can you give me thirty cents, kind sir?" asked a beggar. "I wish to buy a ham sandwich." "But you can get a ham sandwich for a nickel?" "Yes; the quarter is to fee the waiter with." N. Y. Sun. But it is Expensive. Old Mr. Close "Hello, doctor! Oh, by tho way, what ought I to take for a bad cold?" Phy sician (who knows Close) " ou ought to take medical advice." Munsey's Weekly. First Little Girl "Don't you asso ciate with that little girl?" Second Little Girl "No, indeed. We don't move in the same set at all. Her family is below us." First L. G. -"Is they?" Second L. G. "Yes. They live in the flat above us. "--Good News. Pullman Porter (to train robbers) "What's de use ob stopping dhis yere train? Yer might have knowed de pas sengers 'ain't got a cent." Nevada Mike "How should we know?" Pull man Porter (drawing himself up proud ly) "Ain't I aboard?" Harper's Bazar. -Tom "Guess how much I paid for this coat." Jack "Ten dollars." Tom "Exactly tho figure. How did you guess it?" Jack "That is easily ex plained. You always pay for your things twice as much as they are worth." Yankee Blade. Dashley "What do you think about the question: 'Is marriage a failure?'" Cashley "Well, tho first year I was married I thought it was a failure; but we have a baby at our house jiow,, - and,, now.-JT, think it's a 'howling' success." America. ' When night has let hor curtains down, with low und plaintive hum, Mosquitoes thirsting for our blood around our pillows coiuu. We watch, we wait with batod breath, while strikes tho midnight ohimo, And hit our cheeks a stinging slap, and miss 'em every time. ' Boston Courier. "Say, pa, Solomon was the wisest man that ever lived, wasn't he?" "Yes, my son, he is so considered." "And he had three hundred wives, hadn't he?" "1 believe that is the numbor." "Say, pa, if Solomon was the wisest man that ever lived how did he ever come to get in such a fix you can't live peaceably with one?" "Hem! haw! hem! he got wise after he married them. You go to bod." The Epoch. "Now you know I hired you express ly to mind that child," said a Front street lady to her nurse girl, "and I should like to know why you don't mind her." "Well, I declare!" answered tho nurse girl; "if that don't boat all. As if I didn't mind her! Why, she never issued an order that I didn't obey. Only yesterday she ordered mo to walk up to the County Hospital and back, and I did it, and left her playing for four hours on the railroad track." Binghamton Leader. CHILDERS GIVES ADVICE. But as Every Body Can Soe It Wasn't Worth Very Much. "You look worried, my dear," said Childers, when he came homo from the office tho other day. "What is tho matter?" "The children havs been very tiro somo to-day," repliod Mrs. Childers, wearily. "It seemed as if they would mako me distracted." "Don't let 'em!" said Childors, with considerable energy. "Don't lot 'em ride over you. Just Willie, don't talk when papa's talking just deal with them gently but firm Did you hear me, Willie? firmly, and you'll get along all Silence, Willie, this instant! all right As for letting 'em worry Don't pull on my pockets, Dick letting 'em worrv Dick! don't pull on my pockets, ,1 said worry Will you take your hands out or not? Now keep them out. iou ve broken a couple of cigars for me now, you What's Willie making such a raoket about Annie? Great Scott! he's got my silk hat Take it hang it up high. Now.- Dick, if you cry you'll have Lord, they've both commenced. It does seem, Annie, 's if the minute 1 oomo'into the house I can't talk! I can't think. Won't you take 'em off to bed? My gracious! I'll bet If I was home I'd-" But as the boys clattered away up the stairs with their tired mamma Childers sat down and gazed gloomily into space, without saying lust exactly what h would do if he was home. Puck.