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m I i r 11 1 THE RET) CLOUD CHIEF. I M.LTHUU9I Editor. ltttl) CLOUD. NEBRASKA. "Who l.ath not treasured something or the past, Tbclost. the tmrlol.or the Tar away? Twined with those heart affections which out last All S3T' thctr memories their outlive decay! A lirosrn roltfinf our oullilliojit's I'laj-. A f.iilid doner, that lungago was fair Mute tote t of a lore that died uUldt Or silken curl, or lock of silvery halt The! rows that taie them lonu since in the mould! Though tticsu may call up griefs that else bad slept, Tti Ir twilight sadness o'er t ho soul to bring; Net every fo r in tiltter..eis I wept. While they revive tho drooping flowers that sprlnj: Withlnthe heart, aud round Its ruined temples riln. J. Craig. PE. AM) COKONKT. 'Washington correspondents! Those who read their missives are wont to think of them as ubiquitous, inquisitive politicians a cross (as the farmers would say) between a caucus-orator and a detective policeman. Yet good judges of mankind have asserted there is more genius, and learning, and gentlemanly deportment to be found among the oc cupants of the Reporters' Gallery of the House of Representatives, than among the "Honorables" upon the floor be neath ; and the acknowledged superior among this legion of pen-workers, du ring the session of '57, was Terrence McGowan, the "representative of a lead ing New York paper. Ho had entered the fraternity un known and unintroduced, yet, within a fortnigh's time, he was the most popu lar man in the gallery. It gradually became known that he was of an old Kilkenny family, and had been educa ted for the legal profession; but that, having taken a leading part in the po litical excitements of 1848, he had been forced to leave the Emerald Isle, an exile. On reaching New York, he had adopted the vocation of letters, and had gradually worked his way along, until he came among us, one of "Our Own." Young, well formed, with symmetrical features, clear blue eyes and a frank smile, there was a hopefulness and con fidence about him that irresistibly at tracted the most heart-hackneyed among us, and we were soon his devo ted friends. Often, when some prosy member was declaiming for home read ers, would he gather us around him out in the ante-room of our gallery, and there entrance us by his glowing de scription of men and things across the water, pouring forth classical lore, strange fantasies, and glowing truths, without any apparent effort. And whenever there was a dearth of inci dent lor our coirespondence, he was always able to coin some paragraph from his mint of thought Of course, we all swore by Terrence McGowan Teddy, we called him, by his own re- q- est Gradually, as the session advanced Teddy went into metropolitan society, and there, also, soon became a favorite. Courtly and graceful in his movements, his illumined understanding and quiet demeanor could but attract notice, and many a belle would gladly turn from wealthy senator or well-connected young oflicer, or rich contractor, to dance with the penniless reporter. The members also found out Teddy's merits. Frequently was he bidden to a secret sitting at the room of some rep resentative who wished to make a speech, and was delighted to pay liber ally for having dry, skeleton ideas clothed with vitality and inspired with life. Many an effective speech in the Congressional Globe of that session, the thoughts of which ring like a volley of musketry, was, in reality, the speech of Teddy McGowan. Nor had he a more profitable patron than the Hon. Samp son Eli ward, formerly of the great New York firm of Edward, Raglan & Co., but then representing a rural district not far distant, in which he had pitched his tent in the shape of a many-gabled villa. Having purchased his nomina tion and election, the Honorable Samp son came to "Washington determined to "cut a figure" (as his wife expressed il), in metropolitan society, yet could not rise above the dignity of a vulgar frac tion. Their house was richly furnished, their repasts were epicurian, th&ir car riage was not surpassed; and yet they would have been kept in the public ex ternal circle of society had it not been for their only child. Lovely Ellen Ellward ! A bright and happy heart was tabernacled in her fairy form, and, strange to say, the nob bish weakness of her parents had be come so apparent to her in girlhood, all pretension had been banished from her composition. Blessed with a strong mind and a lofty will, she had improved the educational advantages lavished upon her; and when she made her de but at "Washington, her fond parents saw wth pride that she became the belle of the season. Titled diplomatists, courteous congressmen and frivolous fortune-hunters captivated by her charms or her fortune knelt at her ftet. But no one made the least im pression on her virgin heart, until she saw Terrence McGowan. They loved, almost at sight In her beauty, and intellect, and pu rity of heart, the man of the world found the long sought ideal of his dreams he could stake his existence here, his hope of happiness hereafter, upon her love. And she, who could appreciate the finer feelings and coukl honor genius defying the vanities of life felt that the penniless reporter was the man that, of all men. she could love, aye, could honor and obey. At last encouraged by her smiles, he told his love, and she what else could she do- she reciprocated it The elder EUward, not dreaming of tbi growing attachment, ratherencour- led the visits of McGowan to his house. ihe found the young man's aid iuvalua- le in preparing some dry reports upon ie business assigned to him by the Dmmittee of which he was a member. )ne da it was near the close of the auion the honorable member went into the congressional library, and had gone into one of the upper alcoves to hunt up a few statistics. It was mid summer, the windows were open, and ere long heard the voices of his daugh ter and McGowan, who had entered the I aicove below, little dreaming that they were overheard overheard, too, by the very person from whom they desired to conceal their attachment Thinking themselves secured from all eaves-droppers, Terence was offer ing up his heart-homage in a deep, earn est tone, to which she replied with a fer vor that showed how she reciprocated his affection. Deep emotions welled up from Uie hitherto sealed fountains of their souls, and the listening father heard their plans for the future, when his idolized daughter, disinherited and driven forth, should share the reporter's humble fortune. The first inclination of the indignant congressman was to rush down stairs, collar the unsuspecting lover, and threaten him with penitentiary if he ever dared to speak to Ellen again. But he was checked by the recollection that Terence could, at any time, claim the authorahip of sundry speeches repeated by himself; so he resolved to act dis cretely. Not a wink did he or his wife sleep that night, and before the presi dent had breakfasted next morning, Old Ellward claimed a private audience He had a request to make. About a week after this discovery on the part of Eellen's father, and on the last night but one of the session, the correspondents met at Gautier's to en joy an hour's parting jollification. Ter ence McGowan was in the chair, from which we expected his wit would scin tillate with unusual brilliancy; but he was unusually gloomy and reserved The truth was he had called on Ellen day after day, and had been as often told that she was not at home, which announcement he did not credit. So he sat, glum and moroce, until in rushed little Jack Henton, noted as a perip atetic reservoir of gossip. "Such an item as I have!" he ex claimed. "Out with it," was the general cry. ""Well, Ellward, of New' York, has been appointed resident minister at Athens, and he left quietly yesterday morning, to sail in the 'Canada' on Sat urday." "What!" exclaimed McGowan, start ing to his feet "GonsI" "Yes," replied Henton; "gone, and taken his wife and daughter. By the way, Teddy, it is said that you" Ere be could finish his sentence, a servant handed McGowan a letter, which he tore open and read. His face flushed, then became deadly pale; then with a grim smile he said, "My friends, I will confess to you that I have loved Eellen Ellward, but I am informed by her respectable father tbat he can never give his daughter's hand to a penny-a-liner. I will thank you, as you all value my friendship, never to allude to this matter. And now, broth er penny-a-liners, let us drink." High was the revel that night When we arose the next morning, withacni'.g heads, we had no opportunity for con versation, and immediately after the final adjournment we dispersed. Nor could we find Teddy to wish him good- by. The arrival in England of the Hon. Sampson Ellward, United States Min ister to Greece, was duly chronicled, and his funds were duly expended in endeavoring to distract the attention of his daughter by showing her the shrines of Angle-Saxon art and genius and glory. But it was all in vain. She could not enjoy the smile which shed sunlight u on her soul, or hear the loved voice with which her heart ac corded. They passed on to Paris, and there Ellen's mother endeavored to interest her in the many purchases which it was necessary to make in order to appear credibly at the Athenian Court But the saddened girl only looked on listlessly; neither did she take any interest in the picture-galleries or the palaces, the amusement or the frivoli ties of the pleasure-capital of Christen dom. Her thoughts were elsewhere. And so it was in Italy. Ellen was alike unconciousto the art-treasures within doors, and lo the beautiful lanscapes without. Her cheeks became sunken and colorless, her eyes lost their bril liancy, and her doating parents became seriously alarmed. The doctor called to visit J her at Na ples, little suspecting the true cause of his patient's disorder, and said that the voyage to Greece would do her good. But she gazed vacantly at the blue sky, and at the blue waves, and thought of McGowan. He was the "ocean to the river of her thoughts." And so they reached the island of Sy ra, where the steamer left them, to go to Constantinople, and from where they found it would be necessary to go to the port of Athens in a Greek lugger, as the mail steamer from Alexandria thith er would have to undergo a long quar antine, the plague being prevalent in Egpt A lugger was accordingly char tered and made as comfortable as pos sible for the party. Ellen entered it me chanically, as if indifferent as to where she went or how she went The wind blew gently from the south and tha clumsy craft plunged over the waves with all sails set The captain confi dently expected to reach his destina tion early the next morning, and there was every prospect of a pleasant moon light night About midnight the sky became dar kened ry drifting clouds, and the wind, veering around to the north, began to blow furiously. Soon it became intense ly dark, the sea rolled with a tremend ous swell, and a succession of squalls struck the lugger, which labored along with her sails closely reefed. The cap tain and crew became alarmed, as did Mr. Ellward and his wife, who piteous ly deplored their fate. Ellen, motionless as a statue, watched the rule of the storm king with perfect indifference as to her safety. Towaid morning a dull, murmuring sound was heard; it was the breakers, close on the lee-beam. Every wave that struck the lugger threw her nearer to them, and it seemed almost impossible to avoid them. The captain wrung his hands, and the crew chanted the prayers of their church, for death seemed inev itable. Day dawned, and there were breakers white with foam close on the lee. Just then a beautifully modeled yacht, with closely reefed mainsail and foresail, and storm jib, came dancing over the wa ters. "Follow us!" shouted her pilot, in a voice which was heard above the rag ing of the storm. Half an hour more, and both vessels had passed through a safe channel, and were inside of the reef, the yacht piloting the lugger. When they had reached a little cove the yacht shot in, dropped its anchor, furled sails, and soon its boat came to the lug ger, the captain of which had followed the example set him. "Lord Ulster presents his compliments to Mr. Ellward and the ladies," said the coxswain, "and will be happy to see them on board of his yacht" "Let us go and thank him," said the minister; "for I .'am sure that had he not shown our captain how to get in here, we should ere this have been food for the fishes." And he began to arrange his ideas for a complimentary ha rangue. The yacht was fitted up in man-of-war style, and even Ellen could not but admire her snow-white deck, with its brass cannonades and neatly coiled ropes; but what was her surprise when she saw emerge from the companion way the idol of her affections. Clasping her in his arms, he gave her a fervent "Hi!" exclaimed old Ellward, "what are you doing here, McGowan? "Where's Lord Ulster?" "Before you," replied Teddy. "The unexpected death of a relative has giv en me wealth. Learning that you had come to the Mediterranean, I followed you to Malta, where I was fortunate enough to purchase this yacht, and Providence has enabled the nautical skill of its master to render you a ser vice," "But are you a lord?" asked Mrs. Ell ward. "Ay," replied Teddy, gazing into the eyes of Ellen, wh'ch sparkled with joy, "and with your permission I hope to make your daughter Lidy Ulster." "We'll see we'll see," said Ellward. 'Anyhow, I had made up my mind, as we were pitching about in that lugger, that if our lives were spared, Nelly might marry a a" "A penny aliner," good-humoredly in terrupted Teddy. "Well, although I sup pose I am a peer of the realm now, I shall not forget my old occupation, to which I am indebted for having seen Ellen seen you all." "Thank you, my lord," said Mrs. Ell ward, making a low courtesy. "Your lordship is very complimentary." Why tell the tale at greater length ? The happy couple were wedded a few days atterwaid, at the English church at Athens, where they were residing at last accounts. Ellward makes a very good resident minister, 2& he does not understand, nor can he speak any of the court languages; and his wife takes great pride in speaking of "Lord Ulster, my son-in-law," or "her ladyship, my daughter." Montenegrin Women. Montenegrin women have the same passionate attatchment with the men to family and country, and disply much of the same valor. Gobtchevitch supplies two most re markable examples. A sister and four brothers, the four of course all armed are making a pilgrimage or excursion to a church. The state of war with the Turk being normal, we need not wonder when we learn they are attacked una wares on their way, in a pass where they proceed in single file, by seven armed Turks, who announce themselves by shooting dead the first of the broth ers and dangerously wounding the sec tond. The odds are fearful, but the fight proceeds. The wounded man leans against the rock.and though he receives another and fatal shot, kills twoofthu Turks before he dies. The sister presses forward, and grasps his rifle and his dagger. At last all are killed on both ' sides, excepting herself and a single Turk. She asks for mercy and he prom ises it but names her maidenly honor as the pries. Indignant, and preceiving that now he is off his guard, she stabs him with the dagger. He tears it from her hand, they close, and she dashes the wretch over the precipice into the yawn ing depth below. The second anecdote is not less sing ular: Tidings reaches a Montenegrin wife that her husband has just been slain by a party under the command of a certain Aga. Knowing the road by which they are traveling, she seizes a rifle, chooses her position, and shoots the Aga dead. The rest of the party take to flight The wife of the dead Aga sends her an epistle: "Thou hast robbed me of both my eyes. Thou art a genuine daughter of Tsernagora. Come to-morrow alone to the border-line, and we will prove by trial which of us was the better wife." The Tsernagorine appeared, equipped with the arms of the dead Aga, and alone, as she was invited. Bat the Turk ish woman had thought prudence the better part of valor, and brought an armed champion with her, who charged her on horseback. She shot him dead as he advanced, and, seizing her faithless antagonist, bound her and took her home, kept her as a nurse-maid for14 ypars, and then let her go back to her place and people. "My son, you look very much like a boy who has been brought up by affec tionate parents," said a kindly stranger to a golden-haired child, and the latter, in an excited tone, exclaimed: "Do I? Just look at ny back!" A Remarkable Dream. A short time after the murder of the Spencer family near Luray, Mo., E. C. Tioworidge, of Kahoka, dreamed that he made a visit to the place in company with Geo. N. Sansom, and that they met a certain party whom he accused of com mitting the murder. The man at first denied this, but when closely pressed, stated that he was a somnambulist and hat if he did it he was not aware of the fact The dream so impressed Mr. Trowbridge that he related it to Mr. Sansom, giving him a minute descrip tion cf the man as seen in the dream The latter at once exclaimed, "Why, that is Mr. , who resides near to Lewis Spencer's, and is a better description than I could give, myself." This is somewhat remarkable, as Mr. Trow bridge has never seen the party referred to, either before or since the murder. Suspicion at one time pointed towards this party at implicated in the murder, from his strange conduct. Shortly after the murder a neighbor stayed all night with him, and they occupied the same bed. In the night they got to fighting, this man trying to choke the other one, but in the operation he had one of his fingers bitten to the bone. They claimed to have done this in their sleep, and that when they awoke they wered and near the door. After this the man claimed to be a somnambulist some thing that the neighbors had never heard of before, in a few weeks he sold out and left the country. It was remarkable that Mr. Trow bridge should by a dream descrirje a man he had never seen and one that claimed to be a sleep walker on this particular occasion. Gate City. How Great Men Escaped. Some years ago a youg man holding a subordinate position in the East India Company's service twice attempted to deprive himself of life by snapping a loaded pistol at his head. Each time the pistol missed fire. A friend entering his room shortly afterward, he request ed him to fire it out the window. It then went off without any difficulty. Satisfied that the weapon had been duly primed and loaded, the young man sprang up, exclaiming: "I must bo preserved for something great" And from that moment he gave up the idea of suicide, which for sometime previous hand been uppermost in his thoughts. That young man afterward became Lord Chve. Bacen, the sculptor, when a bov five years old, fell into a pit of a soap-boiler, and must have perished had not a work man, fust entering the yard, observed the top of his head. When Oliver Cromwell was an infant a monkey snatched him from his cradle leaped with him from a garret-window, and ran along the leads of the house. The utmost alarm was excited among the inmates, and various devices were used to rescua the child from the guar dianship of his newly found protector. All was unavailing, his would-be res cuers had lost courage, and were in de spair of ever seeing the baby alive again ; when the monkey quietly retraced his steps and deposited its burden safely upon the bed. On a subsequent occasion the water had well-nigh quenched his insatiable ambition. He fell into a deep pond, from drowning in which a clergy man was the sole instrument of his sescue. Doddridge, when born, was so wefikly an infant he was believed to be dead. A nurse standing by balieved she saw signs of vitality. Thus the feeble spark of life was saved from being extinguish ed, and an eminent author preserved to the world. Rest in the Eventide. All day long the farmer may stand between his plow-handles, turning the yielding soil ; may endure the burden and heat of the day ; may be burned by the scorching rays of the sun, or be drenched by sudden showers, but by and by the sun furls his banner of light, the birds cease their singing and fly home to their nests; the eventide has come, and tired man and weary beast find rest. All day long the smith may ply his hammer while huge drops of perspiration roll down his smoke be- grimmed brow. He belongs to the class that must toil for their daily bread, and work, with him, has become second na ture. He likes the music of his bellows and the clink of his hammer, and as the huge sparks fly off of the red-hot iron, he can almost imagine he is a Jove forging thunderbolts and reveling in the forked lightnings as they wreathe and twine about him. But as the sun goes down in the west, he lays by hi leather apron and washes the soot and smut from his face, and goes home to enjoy the society of his family. For him there has come rest at the even tide. All day the patient mother may toil for her little ones, sympathizing with them in their childish sorrows, calming their fears and soothing their pains, un til she it worn oat, soul and body ; but as night approaches sleep touches their eyelids with its magic wand and for weary anther and tired child there has come the rest at eventide. And for us all there will come rest at eventide, it matters not what our occupation may be, nor where our footsteps roam. Life I -- ..... .& with its pitiful joys and bitter experi ences, its feverish dreams and empty ambitions, its hopes and fears, its loves and hate?, will be ended after awhile As we grow older our trust diminishes, as one by one our friends fail us and our expectations are cut off; the apples of Hesperides turn to Deal Sa fruit within our grasp, and the idols we all at times so wildly worship, lie shattered at i our feet Oh, the follies and vanities of this life; the lessons we have to learn and unlearn; no wonder we grow wea ry, many of us, long before the end of the journey is reached. But all we can do is to possess our sou's in patience, and press forward for the mark of the priza. For the faithful worker rest will come ere long, though he may have, to pass through the valley of the shadows and the gloom of the grave first; but to the upright death should possess no terror. It is only a compassionate friend that opens a door through chich he may pass to grander work and sweeter rest than he ever dreamed of here. Then let us not falter in our onward march, or look back, having put our hands to the plow, but press on and strive to earn a sweet rest when comes the eventide. How to Cook an Oyster. Myself and my friends have been greatly entertained and amused by your essays on the divine oyster, and we have also received much informa tion from the learned dissertation brought forth by your interview with Messrs. ssuuienana, uonon anu uie rest it is many years since mavenou the pleasure of visiting your charming city, yet time has not obliterated from my mind the delicious Shrewsbury, the mammoth so called Saddle Rock, nor the famous Blue Point, .ill of which have. I may say, by thousands passed into oblivion down my voracious maw I have eaten the natives and the Os tends in Europe, have devoured Lynn Haven bays in Norfolk, and have mas ticated the famous Cherrystones on the Eastern Shore of Maryland, but for a succulent, delicious flavor, and firm and fat consistency, commend me to those delicious bivalves "which most do con gregate" about New York. You are quite 'right in the abstract when you say " the best way to cook an oyster is to eat it raw." Now, anywhere outside the limits of dear old Mobile, that is a tmeism that can't be denied. If you choose to call vile murder and ' wrfl beat M. nux it well t0. cowardly assassination cooking, why Ult!I. and then m;lke into small pear then they can cook oysters elsewhere .. .m . . t. m tand Iintil than in Mobile. How often has my breast heaved with indignation, and my face flushed with very rage to see my darling ostrea is that your scien tific name for it? ruthlessly handled and manipulated by vile cook?, who for their ignorance and their stupidity should at least have been cooked them selves! New York, Philadelphia. Bal timore and the rest, are all quite guilty in this respect. When last 1 was north I hope they are now more civilized in that particular you couldn't get a proper roast or broil. Now, to broil an oyster they rolled it in some sort of corn-meal, as if they were to fry it, while for a roast you must either have it served in a sort of tin pan, or, as they said, on the half-shell. Now all this is simply barbarous, brutal and sacrile gious, and those who would so treat the succifent and delicious oyster are fit tor treason, stratagems and spoils. ' Tis no wonder that oysters object to being cooked in that manner. Now, with us, as the children cry for the Early Bird Vermifuge and mourn be cause Mrs. Winslow's Soothing Syrup is denied them, so do our divine crusta- a douoie gridiron that loius together and a suflicient number of the bivalve in puris naturalibuslo roll them in anything is to spoil them; grease the bars of the gridiron, which prevents their sticking; then dip each individual as Audubon always said in reference to birds into melted batter; place I them on the utensil. A brisk fire of 1 charcoal is, of course, necessary, over which they are to be broiled. Meantime they should be constantly basted with butter. When done, serve on very hot toast and dishes, and you have a dish that Brillat-Savarin, with all his gas tronomic ideas, never thought of, and which would have driven him mad with envy. Now for the roast: Scene, Smith & Dumas' resturant. I call for a dozen roast Enter a diminutive Afri can friend and brother herring a small deep dish in which is placed a very hot shell. In this is put a large lump of butter, which splutters and hisses joy fully as a sort of prologue to the feast that is to follow. After, any condiment can be added, and by that time the ser vant comes in with a bucket of mol lusks, which he proceeds to open slowly into the heated shell. In this way each oyster is piping hot, and one has a feast that the gods never dreamed of. Could Dorlon or Balmonico partake of such a banquet they would be ashamed to know they had lived so long to have learned bo little. Then, why don'c the cooks in New York get some one to teach them to make gumbo? What they call gumbo there is no more like the genuine article than is pea soup. It certainly is the potage par excellance. The famous Western burgo is verv j well in its way. Bisque l'Ecrevisse is also delicious, but the divine gumbo is far above all. In New York it lacks the gelatinous consistency which is given it by the filet, as we say, which is powder made of the leaves of the sas safras tree. Alai:a3ia. Mobile, September 30. A Swiss Colony in the South. A Swiss colonly set led on Cumber land Mountain, Tenn., in K73. This colony, which consists of ll." families, making a company of about 700 ieopJe. purchased 10.000 acres of mountain land at f 1 per acre, and now, although four years have elapsed, each head of a fam ily has a comfortable home, surrounded by an orchard and garden, aud decorat ed with a profusion of mountain dow ers. There is a large store that is man aged for the colony, members of which ' Mit nwula tnm it 'jt uf iTm1i. nnat fliCA the colony has its own school, church. doctors, elcand the members their own candidate to govern the districts in which they live. The colonists already have dairies and cheese factories in suc- cessful operation, and all their products una reauy sue u:u cuujujciiiu iiiutv prices. They have splendid heads o! cattle, and their barns are built as care fully as their houses. There is also a colony of Swiss near Greenville, S. C, about as large as the Tennessee colony and it is prospering finely. Atlanta Constitution. ceans grow unhappy and hang their ; , d )f chocoiate: ,'issolve 'of his plate and one out of his hum. heads in sorrow when they nul they . Uree tablHSpoonfula of corn atarcllf petulantly exclaimed to his wife: "My are to be eaten raw. Now let me tell tjree talesp0onrul3 conden8ed eggs, dear.it seems to me that everything le- you how we broil oysters here. Given f w .,. , , , w , Ioi,BlnK lo yoil h ,iniklM, - "Well. , - USEFUL RECIPES. An Economical Breakfast Dinh Cut small pieces of meat, one teacupful milk put in the frying pan, with a little salt and pepper; small teas poonful but- ter, six eggs beaten up, and stewed in wun me meau Economical Soup-Take what ie- , mains of a cold goose or turkey and nut to boil in suthcient cold water to 1 .. , x -, ,,j.i r cover the bones, and boil steadily four . -i it i . hours; season with salt and pepper, and add a few vegetables as for other soups; thicken with a little rice and m ike a re liable dish. Graham llreailOze cup of wheat dour, two cups of graham tl nir, one cup warm water, one-half teaspoonful sod i, disolved in the water; half cup of yeast, one.third cup of molasses, a teaspoon- f iri 0f suit. S'.ir with a spoon. Let rise , k v rv si0wlv about an hour. One Egg Tea Cake One cupful su gar, butter the siz of a black walnut, rubbed together to h cream; one tea p:itifnl nf of milk, one and a half of nour, pmch of suU one teaspoonful of vanilla, one teaspoonful of yeast jww der;bake in a thin cake; before putting in oven, sift powdered sugar over it. Democrat Cake One and one-half tea cups of sugar; one teacup of shorten ing; three teaspoonfuls of baking pow tder, to be mixed well with flour, dry, four egg', the yolks and whites beaten separately, the whites being stirred in the last thing before putting in the oven. Bake with moderate fire. Potato Croquettes Boil and mash potatoes when hot and add a piece of butter Ihe sie.i of an egg, a teaspoon- r..l a vAittlnr.ul Tilt f t oitfT'if ci'ilt ami Olltt'V4 ilV-fc.Jj AVV wsax.au w- ...-.- quite cold, then dip them into n.w egg and bread crumbs, plenty of the latter and fry in boiling lard. Fried Chicken Cut a cold chicken into small joints and put them in a deep dish, covering them with chopped parsley, onion, salt, pepper, a little good salad oil, and squeeze over all the juice , of a lemon ; let the ehiken remain in this for three or four hours, turning the pieces every now and then ; then take them out, dredge each piece with Hour and fry them. Pile high on a dish and pnur a good gravy sauce, seasoned and flavored with sweet herbs round. Graham Gems Owe cup thin, sweet cream, two cups sweet milk, one tea spoonful salt, enough graham Hour to make a batter a little stiflVr than for griddle cakes. Heat thoroughly. Drop the batter into the gem p ms when they are very hot. It is better to let them stand on the stove while filling. Bake ... ... ... ,? : as quickly aa possible, without burning. ,r ' , . , . T Very ginxl gems may be made by sub- ' J r r J J stunting milk for cream in the above recipe. ,,1. . , ,, . o i t... L,iiuciiiie owr7 oiuui i uui uwe three tablespoonfulsof powdered sugar, one-half tablespoon ful ex tract of lemon, and one-half teaspoonful of vanilla, to ! the melted caoeolate : let boil together one minute, stirring briskly; pour into moulds and servo cold. American Volcanoes. Since we now have an active volcano in the United States, the subterranean disturbances of our neighbors will be gin to be of some interest to us. Many of the Mexican volcanoes have been silent eversince the discovery of Amer ica, and others are on record as having flamed out for the laBt time shortly af- ter the Spanish invasion. Among those that had been longest quiet, was the Mountain Ceboruco: but in 170 it broke forth after a sleep of centuries It has been noticed that earthquakes formerly frequent in this vicinity, have not taken place since its last eruption, and there is a notion that the vent giv- , en by the volcano has served as a re lief to pent up gases and materials that otherwise would have caused disturb ance. If this theory holds grod, Cali fornia cin be saved from another earth shaking by the activity of the unnamed volcano in her Southeastern corner. The eruption is said to have t'iken place about sixty miles north of Yuma. There is a story of the ghost of a dead soldier being interrogated by the spirit rapping process as to whether his pres ent abode was hot "Yes," was the re- i ply, "It's awful hot; but it isn't any hotter than Fort Yuma."-New York Tribune. A Strange Theft by a Jlonse. A very amusing incident occurred one night recently at the residence of II. A IJennett in New Preston. Mr. C. C. Kenney and wife, of New York, were staying there for a short time, and on the night in question they retired to their room at an early hour. Mr. Ken ney took the precaution to place a large , roll of bills in the heel of his boot The outside bill happened to be a ten dollar note. Accordingly, after arranging his money carefully in his boot, and think ing no burglar could find .t, he retired for the night What was his astonish ment in the morning to find the tn dollar b 11 gone. Search was made t throughout the apartment but no trace of the missing money could be found It was certainly very mysterious. Only one of the roll of bills was gone. After spending mftny hours in the search. Mra. Kenney removed a stand and no ticed one corner of the losl bill protru ding from a small mouse hole. The little burzlar had entered the apartment and succeeded in dragging the bill the J whole length of the room to its h ole where it luckily caught on a nail. Tne I ho!e wa3 so 3mill tha, th3 bsH I oniy le extracted in small pieces. The i hm-frl-... in c'ill -. I--. 11.... .1.- ' ""ft'i" iw. at liUi(C,IUWUUU fcilC ; owner of the house offers a reward for his apprehension. Brigham's widows are to bring out a Dooic 1. wm roe cauea "That Husband of oars.' i nitit. nf lioilinrr mill: over mm nuarfernf ' HUMOROUS. It is but natural that k the cold weather arrives, young lacliea should tend toward sparks and dimes. in tho face of the fact that woman is ( the piIZZe 0f tj10 nineteenth century, -,,. n,pn think- nf cvnir her UP. whQ alt4,mpled to hlmselftrecintl wwcutdownby , . ,. . , .,, ., nn. (.rn,mh his mother-in-law. bhe was not througn ..... . t with him yet J to see a pretty gin putting on i .- age-stamp makei a fellow wnli he was the Father or his Country, or even Hen Franklin. Husband "That be istly dog; i can't enter the room without his biting my legs." Wife, pensively -The ioor little , creature; be is so intelligent" Talmage suvs he his bipiured men by immersion who were in such need of water on their persons that he was tempted to leave them m the tank. A hardened husband thinks that if the dressmaker would trim his wife's dresses les?. and the butcher trim rlfc meat more, he c.mld meet his obliga tions better. There is once m awhile a woman in this country who thinks that "house hold management" stops at the making of a worsted dosr. "Do thev rinti two Ik'Us for school jt" j asje,iafal,erof his ten year -old daugh- , t wn alleIMis the high school. " pa; they ring one bell twice,' she re plied. I A shrewd old countryman said he did j not believe there was any downright cure for laziness m a man. "Hut," her added, "I've known a iec:d wife to ; hurry it a bit" ' A Presbyterian preacher in Iowa was once a circus clown. He ought to give his congt egation a sermon from the tex I "15y these stripes ye are healed." "Ma. if we cross the bridge at night must we pay toll 'i ' f course, mv dea why do you ask?" "Why. because tho liver will have gone to sleep." "Oh. the river never goes to sleep." "Then why j has it a bed. mamma V A little girl in Cinton, III., was teach ing her little brother the Lord's pnier the oilier nig'it, and when she 1 U, "(Jive us this day our d.iily bread,"" suddenly called out, "Pray for syrup, too, sister; pray forsyiup. too!" A litth g'u I came into one of out shoe stores the other day t take shoes '"uno for her mother to select from. "What number doe-s jour mother weai. sissy?" said the merchant. -'u told me to tiring some half past fours," replied tl little girl. A blushing damsel called at one of theageneie the otherdav. tobuya sew- I .. ., , ... v. ing machine. "Do you want a feller t . . 14, ,. , , rf1 ii.iinrii.l tin. i.,ilii.i.itiit 'l li ttiiri.tiiiiittu "'!" " f ' " " maid replied with some asperity -No. ' . , , sir! I have one. A husband finding apiece broken out responded the wife, "even you seem to be a little cracked." In garrets aud closets ami woodshed lofts, lengths of rusty stovepipe aro now holding conventions, anil may pass resolutions to th effect that they wlijp stand up and be counted, but never co erced by a red-faced in. in sujerintended by a tearful yet determine! woman. An old bachelor having been laughed at by a party of pretty girls, told them "You are small potatoes." "Wc may Im small -otatoes," said one of them, "but we are sweet ones." A atone-cutter once rccelvsl frouujfc Cermau the following epitaph, to been . graved on the tombstone of his d-rnH ed wife: "My vife Susan is dead; ifslu had live until next Friday, she'd been dead youst two w eks. As a tre fall, ho must she stand. All dings Is impossibhi ' mitdod." A Hwton merchant, seeking lo bad ger a one-leggit! son of Krin, said rT him: 'I say, Patrick, with all yom talk about the Virgin Mother, I don't believi Hhe was any better than my mother" "That may b" was the prompt replj, "but I tell ye there's a mighty diuVrer,' in the chrracter or their sons.'' Patru k remained master of thi situation. Funeral in a story and-a half how.v' Enter fashionably dressed lady '! live around the corner at a stone front with small boy. Lidy (to herself "I wonder if this is going to ! a fashion able affair? Don't look much like now; not over a dozn or twentv here, and none with carriage. .My girls did want to come so bad." (IkiVaiv: ' . of the windowj "Oh, here rorrfo !" Percys, the Armours. and th- IWiwIic? in theircarriagw." f Whispering to irnall ' ny "Charlie, run horn- quick and U-" ( Jracie and Amv that it is all right ar. ! to con aha1." Kxit small boy on a run around the corner. When the substantial of the dinner had ben disponed of by her viff -m. Mrs. Clementina Fidelia Dobl sud to hr hired girl: "Now. I't'v von may bring on .ihara." "Mum?" Th-dessert, stupid." ' Yi. mum.- As tttiv de scended toward the kitchen ih" rnigv have been hard t sav "Oh. ninrth' Sf-f, the style of her now. wid a'l hrr foine French words. Faith. I've a rmnd to give hpr a taa of me IridiT A Hn Francisco miid"n upon whov4 head bloorn the daisies, mdT ws chin smile th1 b-ittTcup, ami ar '!"! whose ye.s ar the crow trarki of x five p-vuionaU Mimmers. has ;! a giddy Ujy who onlv sr-pd hi m-h era apron dnnrs "evenly tl- ting v-.in aan, for Sifitt") for breach of prom v. Thus dn the tedious monotony of 'aw sap the fire of vouth. Mrs. Henrx-ck's hwtmnd cali't"? ,-atoa on ari jmpravwj plan. Can T'ju ell me. mv dtr." she asked hlrn. "oi whit Hot- (ra "?. t,.mn- tlilV ......v xnj .IIJ. wii. l'"""l'l IX' '- ' "Oh. yes." he rplid. "it was th day vera hit me with th camp stool." -Tha must have bn Tuesday." she aH, thoughtfully. 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