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1 1 . ' ' ( ; - . . ' ; ... -' ,1 - V r 'N -TrTlSlXG RATES. i ..... r. live lines r less S 00 '" ,..,i.niL line 1 PCBLIJSXD STt&T TS71391T ST cnuncn colhapp, C.mn, three month., ' B,i Column, w7r' ' ' :llfo!o'.lbre,,,ontL,' rrtb Comma, one yer, , roorttCKlomn, lis nionthi, f0BrUi Colon", three months, trttb Colon"1' one yer, tstA Wnmm " Lbtb CoIom. three month, iBBoi.Dciii CnJilte for efflee jtry Ktice ( I Advertiser Block, Ham S t., betir eea lit k 23 Ay TBK24SI 1 Copy, one year. In dvince. . - t2 M r f i Sabsriptioo, mast intuUblj, be paid la Adrinev LIBERTY AND UNION, ONE AND INSEPARABLES NOW. AND FOREVER." tj" Book Work, and Plain and faccy Job Work da the best style, audon short notice. VOL XII. BROWNVILLE, NEBKASKA, THUKSDAY, DEC. 19, 1867. ' NO. 12 $sooo S 1 . MOO ... . ' j J ' sow !..i,rv 1 60 00 5 u I 0 ' Cv' 21 00 X J 15 00 "' 21 00 ? r'18 00 ' "' ' - 10 00 600 ? x oo S ' . ' t i - i I i; t f in i M 11 ..It r . ( - jl.ll-! r -k. I i ,'ort IK j a; i Cf o'- I I tf! I .It V 1 hi 8 (U. i tf st 14 w M 1, 1 CO ic ?3 bii !-i2 imUt HOLLADAY & CO., ITbo'esale and Retail Dealer in BUGS, MEDICINE, PAINT, OIL, &c, r. O Baildinf, Main St., EOWNV1LLE. NEBRASKA. mi. U. McCREERY, TTho1eal and Retail Dealer in $2?, Books, Wall-paper and Stationery, Corner Main and 1st St., EBOWNVILLE, NEBRASKA. News IUcpot 5 A. D. MARSH, VEWS DEPOT NO I. SCHOOL BOOKS, STATIONERY, &c, Post Office, Main St., BEOWHTVIIiliE, NEBRASKA. THEODORE C. HACKER. CITY BOOK & NEWS DEPOT. mi otni hmU's. Npws Mntinnprv. Always jiruw"""";.- j ; on hand orposi'e p. g. store; BBOWNVIIiLE. NEBRASKA. (Eonfcctionancs "iLlXui6s"sELir CONFECTIONERY AND TOY SrORE Frtih Brtad, Cakes, OjsterF, Frait, 4c, cn hand. Sonthside Main between 1st and 2d streets, EOWNVILLE, NEBRASKA. J. P. DEUSER, Dealer In tefcliciarics, Toy?, Notions, &c, Miiabct. 1st and SdSts-, EBOWKYILLE, NEBRASKA. ' WM. ALLEN, rristor of the CITY; BAKERY". Fancy Wed diB(Ckt famished on short notice. Dealer UCtufKtiunaries, Fruits and heU family Floar. Vain Street bet. Ut andid, BKmSVILLE, NEBRASKA. 0aiiiilcrn. J. H. BAUER. Manufacturer and Dealer In HARXESS, BRIDLES S COLLARS XtoJihf done to order sttibfact ion gnarrantied. Sfcj o Main let. lit and ?Z ttt.. HKOWSVILLE, NEBRASKA. JOHN W.MIDDLETON Manufacturer and Dealer in HARNESS, BRIDLES, COLLARS, Tslps aa4 Larbes of every description, Plastering Hair. Cash paid for Hides. Corner Main and 2d Sts., Brownville, Nebraska. W.DiMAHIN, lltscfacturer and Dealer in all kinds of Saddles, Harness, Whips G'olletzrs, efbe. Smith's Patent Trace Buckles, Nixon's Patent Trace Buckles. JVortfc Sldo Main Street nitOWXVILLC, VE tRASKA, 0tooc Qii in Stoves JOHN crDEUSER, Dealer la STOVES, TINWARE, PUMPS, &c. Opposite McPherson's B'ock, . EaOWNVILLE, NEBRASKA. ittcat iHarkct. KEISWETTER Sc EARSMAN, Butchcre, CITY MEAT MARKET, Vain bet. 1st and 2nd Sts., BBOWNVTLIiE, NEBBASKA. GEORGE MARION,' Dealer la Dry Goods Groceries ggS & Notions Foot of Main Street near Levee, BROWNVILLE, NEBRASKA. 1S5S. Established p50 WM. T. DEI, Wholesale and Retail deal' in GENERAL MEItCK101 Corn Planters, Plows, SK&s Future. COMMISSION 1XD FORW'0 &RCHANT Main street bet. I v "V'. BROWNVILLE 1 Hiohesi market price paidJr WM. T DEN. rrocuc t, py -TlDERSON, G. M. reign and Domestic nnv S A GROCERIES iivi lie , N ectaika. lHRLES BRIEGEL Br HALL, LUNCH ROOM AKD LIGHT GKOCERT STORE, Main ht. 1st and 2d 8t.. B2.0WHVILLE, KEERAtKA. Blacksmiths. J. II. TiF.snK" Jin da BLACKSMITHIXG of all kinds. Horse Shoeing. Ironing of IVatjont and SUight nd Machine Work a Specialty. fcWun Main St., wetX McPherbuu's Block, BROWNVILLE, NEBRASKA. J. W. & J. C. GIBSON. B I A C K S M I T H S BHOF on 1st betwetft Main and SJ, BROWNVILLE, NEBRASKA.. 43 "erl dm, t9 9rcrSitfcti9n Guarantied. itttsccl!ancou0. JONAS HACKER. Tax Collector for the City of Brownville, i"Vthtpttyentf Taxe$f,T non-rerident r...w,K,Bj,fmaJ14 county. ijorre$' pondence Solicited. " Office on Vain bet. 1st and 2d, BBOWNYILLE, NEBRASKA. SMITH P. TUTTLE, . U. S. Attittant A JL. ?Aht.?ritecu't0n f Claimt befr t" Depart- , tk . ran ana rention. AUO, to tKe Collection cf Sent-Annual duet on. Fcnion$, Offlct rer Carsona Bank Vain street, BROWNVILLE, NEBRASKA. A. STAFFORD, PHOTOGRAPHIC ARTIST Pcriont wuhing Picturet executed in the latett ttyle of the Art willplcate call at my Art Gallery. Vain street bet. 1st and 2d street, BROWNVILLE, NEBRASKA. I.H. CLAGGET& CO., BILLIARD HALL AND SALOON Basement of Whitney's Block, Vain bet. 1st &. 2d Sts., uuuwa WLLE, NEBRASKA. The Be$t of Liquors kept Comtantlj on Hand., MRS. J. M. GRAHAM, TEA CHER OF MUSIC. LESSORS GIVEN OX THE PIANO, ORGAN, MELODEON, C CITAR AND VOCALIZATION. Having had eiqht years experience at Teacher of Mutic in A'ew 1 ork it confident of giving satisfaction Rooms Main, bet. 4th& 5th sts.' lo-ly BROWNTILLE, NEBRASKA. J. W. SMITH, I "SI AND TO TTDtrf 00TftT! Main St., 5th door :rom S W cor 2nd St. BROWNVILLE. NEBRASKA H. Ii. MATHEWS, PHYSICIAN & SURGEON, Ol'l'ICE CITY DRUG STORE, BROWNVILLE, NEBRASKA. A. S. HOLLADAY, M. D. Graduated In ISM, ' Located in Brownville in 1S55 . PHYSICIAN imiE OBSTETBICIAN Dr. II. bason hand complete sets of Amputat ae. Trephining and Obstetrical instruments. Office: nollnday & Co's Drug Store Two Boots East of Post Office. P.S. Soeo:al attention eiven to Obstetrics and the diseases of women and children. x-44-ly O. F. STEWRT. M. D. ozfjpxcjz: . South East corner of Main and First Streets DROWKT1LLG, NEBRASKA. Office Hocks 7 to 9 a. M.and 1 to 2 and oi to 7 r.u. Brownrille, Nebraska, May 5th, 1865 No 34,ly. TIPTOM, HEWETT & CH-,nun tSKOWNVILLE, NjRASKA- JI.reh In. '65. ij. . EDWARD VTHOMAS, iTrnDwr AT LAW, ill iunvASD SOLICITOiLOHANCERY' . r.l .n Vl,-t St root . . BJffl0cJfVlLLE, NEBRASKA. VM. McLENNAN" A0RHEY ATLAW NEBRASKA ClY, j X3 33 Xt. l. g3 ZS. ' tlornnj at Cnxtr, AKD WAR CLAIM AGENT, pawnee; city, kebraska. G. W. GARRISON, CITY RESTAURANT Southside Main between 1st and 2nd streets, BRO WlfNILLE, NEBRASKA. Meals at all Hours, or for Regular Boarders, at the usual rates. 12-Il-ly J. STEVENSON, D. 0. CROSS STEVENSON c CROSS Proprietors, On Ltevee St. . between Main & Atlantic, IJrownvillo Notoraslta This IIous is convenient " to the Steam Boat Landing, and the business part of Towu. - The best accommodations in the City. No pains will be spared in making guests comfortable. ' t ' ' - Good Stable and Corral convenient to the House.3 AMERICAN HOUSE. 1 'ood Feed and Livery Stable In connoction with the House. ' ' L D.. R0BII1S0M. proprietor. Front Street, between Main and Water, CR 1TKVILLC, KEDRAStLA. May, 30th 1866. 1036 ly 1 VW I tit!. CN. js. iVS. .9 . "The Erenlng or the Year." The following exquisite rerscs are from "Way side Posies," collection of original and selected poems edited by Robert Buchanan :j Nov dark and dry is piled the wheat, : The wine press feels no stained feet, The white moon shrinks her sickle clear, And the roiees of the air repeat, ': "It is the evening of the year." TVhy bare I missed while men hart found? Men smile that corn and wine abound, And children eat the ripened ear ; I gate at them from barren ground ; r It is the evening of the year. O.Lore ! it seems but yesterday, A child in fresh green fields I lay, And dreamt of thee where sk'cs were clear ; But withered leaves bestrew my way ; It is the evening of the year. 0, face that I h ve never seen, Somewhere on earth with saddened mien Thou waitest, full of sober cheer ; Come ! where the reaper's foot hath been, It is the evening of the year. Como to me, 0 my love, my fate, Ere all be cold and desolate ! Come 1 I have sought thee far and near ; Come ! lest I wither while I wait ; It is the evening of the year- Peeping Through the Blinds. In place of books, or work ,or play, Some ladies spend the livelong day In scaning every passer-by, And many a wonder they descry. They find among the motley crowd That some are gay and some are proud, That some are short and some are tall ; They get their information all By peeping through the blinds ! You walk the streets (at common pace), You catch the outlines of a face ; The face seems strange ; again you look; Dear Sir, she knows you liko a book ! She knows the color of your hair, The very style of clothes you wear ; She knows ytur business I'll be bound, And all your friends the country round, By peeping through the blinds ! She knows the Smiths across the way, And what they dine on every day ; And thinks that Miss Matilda Jan Is (TOTrifz very proui acd rain. ' Sbe i the Lr wc-. t I.'wlt? I" : Juit on Lcr " ; ' Folks quite aj poor st they t te. For don's they t atd srr while !- Is peeping through the blinds I Dear ladies, if you don't succeed In gaining knowledge that you n' Then at your window take you-,cat A nd rase into the busy str," Full soon you'll read yor "J" wefl, And can their tastes teU ' And know their bo'ueM 40 aT Muchbettertha y0"00" 8e' t az through the bunds. By pee 6ny millard's Skeleton. Violet Heath was an only daughter, and a belle. Pretty, highly accomplish ed, and very sprightly withal, she reined supreme in Clifton the pleasant little , i countrv tewn wnere ner lamer resiueu queen of fashioD, as well as queen of r,oarf. All the vouncr men admired V V w - w her ; aod, a3 a natural consequence, an female nopuiauon enviea ana strove to imitate her. Whether her chief charm v,nc;!prf in her fair, dimpled face, or deep-blue eyes, looking like half-blown forget-me-nots Datnea in aew ; or m her curling, golden tresses ; or mischie vious, rosy mouth; or in her half-tender, half-tanting air and manner, no one could say ; but it was generally agreed upon that she was quite a beauty. Violet was uniformly kind to her many suitors, makiDg her denials, when necesary, so sweetly, that the rejected ones felt almost as much favored as the accepted. And when Guy Hilliard came to take charge of the village school, although he was a young man of fine appearance and excellent character, it was a long while before the little village beauty vouchsafed to him the least sign of preference. But perseverence and pa tience, as they generally do, succeeded at last: and, in due course of time, one tender, moonlit eve, under a honey suckel arbor, in the old squire's garden, the young man pleaded his canse in true lover-like fashion, and was trans ported into a tnird heaven of bliss by being accepted. The old squire mvda no objections ; and, alter a proper lapse of time, the young couple were united, amid a bewildering profusfion of laces and white flowers ; and the poor, love lorn swains of Clifton were left to console iheauelves as they could. Everybody was surprised to see what a loving, exemplary wife Violet made. She had been so gay a girl, so full of mischief, so petted and flattered, that some of the Clifton wiseacres shook there heads, and hinted that Guy Hilliard might repent his bargain ; but, on the contrary, he rejoiced over it anew every day, regarding it the best transaction of his life. ". Tbey had a cozy little eolage on the outskirts of the town, all embowered in eglantine, with great shady trees, and a flower garden in front ; and the young schoolmaster must have regarded it as the sweetest, happiest, spot on earth, judging from the briskness of his rtep and the brightness of his face, as he re turned of evenings from hiachool-house. Violet was alwavs at the gate to meet him, robed in some pretty, fresh apparel her curls looped back with roses, and her blue eyes full of tenderness, ready to lead him to the tidy, well-ordered parlor and waiting supper-table. No wonder Guy was happy he would have been monster if he had not been so. But af ter awhile, as if fortune was bent upon running his cup over, something else came to make him still happier. A small, dimpled, crowing babe, with eyes like its mother, and rings of hair that : looked spun gold. . Violet was ia raptures, and Guy could scarcely wait for night to come in his eagerness to get home. What a happy couple, every one said even the wiseacres, in spite of their prophecies. But there never was a paradise, per haps, that the serpent did not enter in some form or other. It even came to this perfect little home, trailing its slimy ugliness amid the bloomiDg flowers. It was after this wise : One evening Guy chanced to eome home ka trifle, , earlier 'hanusual, and Violet and baby were not at the gate to meet him, as was their custom ; but he hurried on, eager tosur prise tnem by being so early. Just as he reached the outer enclosure of the garden he heard the cottage door open, and saw a man a real, living man, young and. very distinguished-looking come out and pause on the porch for a moment to talk with Violet hts Violet. He saw her plainly laughing and chat ting and tossing her ringlets ; and then tb.6 stranger bowed himself out, and left the premises by the siae path. "Don't fail to come," called Violet af ter him ; shall expect you. Guy Hilliard. looked on in amazement. Violet was dressed as he had never seen her before ia a magnificent blue silk robe, all covered with laces and roses. What did it mean? Who was that man that she urged to come again so cordially ? A sharp, swift pang of jealousy and mistrust wrung his heart mistrust of the woman he held a thous and times dearer than his own life ; and he hurried . on to the cottage, his brow, for the first time since his marriage, looking lowering and mod;.. Violet was nowhere to be seen beltw. so he went up to her chamber. Ths i but he heard the babe v?" "Viclet! Vic! - r Yfs. dtzr," l. - ' was closed - 'viihin. u "as I fret lie waiied impatiently until she came out, and then he scanned her face with keen, anxious eyes. She looked flurried and confused, and ran back almost imme diately to put the blue robe, which she had thrown on the bed, into the ward robe. Guy followed her into the cham ber. "Have you been out, Violet?" he asked, making a great effort to appear unconcerned. "Out? Oh.no!" she replied. "Why do.youask?" Nothing; only I saw you putting away your dress; and you've got ( baby dressed out in her finery." Violet blushed and averted her face. "Ob, yes!" she said, catching up the little mass of embroidery, "I've been fixing the sleeves of her slip, you know ; but, come, let's go down and look after supper." He followed her down with a weary step and a heavier heart than had ever lain in his bosom before. But he deter mined to say nothing ; he would not question her, but wait and see for him self what it all meant. Violet bustled about, makingherself unusually pleasant; but somehow a gloom hung over the whilom happy home, which all her gaiety could not dispel. Long after she had retired with her babe, her young husband sat in the porch, with his head bowed in his hands, and his soul tortured with a nameless fear. The next afternoon he returned home at the usual hour, and found Violet and the babe awaiting him at the gate, her face all brightness and tenderness. His heart began to lighten she was true to him. What a fool he had been; he was glad he had not let her. know it. Laugh ing and playing with baby they proceed ed to the cottage ; and Guy went running up stairs for his dressing-gown with his old. buoyant alacrity. On the topmost step he picked up a glove a gentleman's glove, but not his. A trifle, truly ; but it awakened the old jealous pang with redoubled pain. Still he did not ques tion his wife, but kept a silent, cunning watch on all her movements. The next evening, and the next, he came earlier, and in both instances, con cealing himself in the shrubbery, he saw the tall, fine-looking stranger leaving his house, and Violet flitting about in the azure robe she had never worn for him. Suspicion became torture, he could bear it no longer; he must know the worst. Had the wiseacres of Clifton prophesied correctly after all? He ap proached his wife.at twilight, as she sat in a low chair hushing her baby to sleep. "Violet,', he said gently, but very se riously, -I am afraid we are getting to have a skeleton in our closet." She looked up inquiringly. "A skeleton, dear; how so?" "Haven't you secrets from your hus band, Violet, " he asked, solemnly. She blushed deeply, and dropped her eyes ; and her voice was faint and irres olute, as she replied, "Oh, no, Guy ! What makes you think I have?" "Because,"" he answered, gravely, "I have seen a young man, a stranger, leav ing my house every evening during the past week; and yet you have not even alluded to such a visitor to me. ' What does it mean, Violet." She averted her face; it wore a trou bled, anxious 'look, yet there, was a dan cing, mischievous sparkle in her blue eyes. ' "Violet," he went on, seeing that she did not reply, "yoa can't tell how. this thing troubled me. Can?t you trust me, Violet me, your husband ? Explain it all, I entreat you, and end my torturing doubt." ' She looked up, her eyes full of tears; "You doubt me, Guy?" she said, mournfully. "I don't want to doubt you, Violet, I would sooner die; but it is strange to say the least, that you should have such a visitor every evening, yet never men tion it to your husband. But I believe you can make it all clear and satisfacto ry. D3 so, Violet, and let us be happy again. Still she said nothing. "Violet, won't you speak?" She shook her head sadly. "No, Guy, I have nothing to say." He started to his feet, white with ex citement. "Nothing to say, Violet ? Will you not tell me who that man is, and what he wanted ?" She shook her head sloly, repeating, "I have nothing to say." Then he rushed from her presence, down the stairs, out into the open air, his head throbbing as if it would burst. "Oh ?" he moaned, sinking down on the turf, "how shall I ever endure it ? My wife my darling wife, my Violet, that I loved so much ; can it be true ? is she false to me ?" But no one answered him ; only the little birds chirped and cooed amid the green leaves, making him envy their happiness. He remained there wrapped in solemn thought, until the stars came out. He- would not be rash ; he would bear with her to the very last. Perhaps she would change her mmd, and tell him the whole truth. He was ready ihd willing to forgive her and love her all the same, no matter how deeply she might erred. He arose and went to the cot tage. Violet looked a. little pale, and was a trifle more serious thin gsss! that w?s all. f - did net even alluie to the L;;;cr. . -t i-jut pufciu answer evening c::S. He dismissed his schoot at- noon, and came 'home! concealing himself in the shrubbery Hours went by and at last, instead of seeing the strager coming, as he had expected, he saw him leave the house. He. had been there the entire af ternoon, in his cottage with his wife. His ace grew white with anger, and he cleared the hedge at abound. He would overtake him force him into an expla nation. But the stranger was too quick or him; he had crossed the lawn, and was out of sight in the wood beyond be ore Guy could overtake him. He turned back, aggravated and dis appointed, and made his way to the house. His head burned and throbbed, and a stronge feeling filled his heart; he had never felt so before, or loeked so either, for the little servant girl chancing to meet him in the yard, shrieked, and ran out of his way. He was a desper- ate man almost a oangerous one uuy Hilliard, the good-natured, quiet, well- disposed young schoolmaster. Truly, ealousy is as strong as death, as cruel as the grave. Violet looked up quietly from the lit tle frock she was embroidering as he entered. "You are early this evening, dear," she said, pleasantly. . '; . He made her ho answer. Her gen tleness seemed to increase his wrath ; she was so artful, so cunning and treach erous and he had loved-and trusted her so. . ' ' "Violet" he said, hoarsely, throwing himself on a chair, '.'you see that I am almost insane. I cannot bear this sus pense any longer I will not bear it. As your husband, I demand an explanation 1 saw that man leaving the house again a few minutes ago, and he has been here for hours. Violet, I want to know what it means?" She bent lower over her work, but made no answer." "Violet," he went on, his agitation incrersing at a fearful rate, "1 cannot live with you if you persist in keeping this secret from me. My wife must have no skeletons in her closet. I have borne it as long as I can :as long as I will. I command you now to tell ms all, to make everything clear, or henceforth our lives are divided ?" : Violet was very pale, and her fingers trembled nervously as she stitched away at her embroidery ; still, that little, dan cing, mischievous sparkle lit her eyes. "Violet, will you explain ?" urged her excited husband. "Nc sir ; I have no explanations to make." He rose to his feet white and stern. "Then you are no wife - of mine. I cast you off -wash, my hands of you! You can go back to your father, and tell him that you have blighted my life and brok en my heart!" She rose also, and gathered up her babe. "I will go, Guy," she replied, very quietly. He stood still where she left him, list ening to her light footsteps ascending the stairs. Was he awake ia hi3 sens es was it really true? Was she leav ing him his Vinlet, the mother of his child the only woman he had ever lov ed ? He was on the point of rushing af ter her and imploring her forgiveness ; but that stinging pain came back to his heart and held him back. She was false to him, let her go. At that instant he heard her voice calling softly to him at the head of the stairs. "Guy, Guy, will you come up here, please? I want you a moment. He went up. She met him upon the passage. "Bear with me Guy," she said hum bly, "I will go directly : but I have some thing to show you first." She led the way to a small room just beyond their chamber, the same little sparkle burning in her eyes. Guy fol lowed with a fierce, impatient stride. She threw open the door ; and there, sup- ported against the wall, was a portrait of herself, with the babe ia her arms, as large as life. Her golden hair fell back from her smooth brow in-shining ring-j let?, and her azure robe, sweeping ofT from the shoulders in clouds of misty lace,' fell to the floor in gorgeous folds. Never was anything so perfect or so lovely. And the babe, a mass of white embroidery, with a round, dimpled,laugh ing face, and chubby hands peeping out. Guy stared at the beautiful creation in utter bewilderment, then, forgetting his wrath, his jealousy, everything in his as tonishment, he exclaimed: "Oh, Violet ; where did you get it ? It is yourself over again, and the loveli est thing I ever saw." "To-day is your birthday, Guy," she replied, softly, "and that is my present. I heard you say once that you would sooner have a portrait of me and babe than anything else in the world ; so I coaxed the money out of father, and en gaged an artist to paint it secretly, that 1 might give you a surprise. But he had to work hard to get it done against to day." Poor Guy ! the truth flashed on him like lightning. That was the secret; he had seen the artist going and coming, and had doubted his wife while she was working to please and gratify him. His face turned all manner of colors, and he ttood in silence louking ashamed of him self. "I am dene now, Guy," Violet said, the mischievous dinr'es desrenicg about her rret:y raouih ; "I will go." . j "Oh, Violet!" he burst out, "forgive j me forgive me; I. have taen a great fool, I know, but forgive me, Violet." Holding her babe with one arm, she put the other around his broad shoulders and drew him close to his side He bent his head to kiss her. "Yes, Guy" she said. "I forgive you, but you must never doubt me again." "Never again, Violet" he answered, tenderly. "You have cured me com pletely, we shall never again have an other skeleton." To keep meat fresh, simply im merse it in buttermilk. This will keep it for several days, when the milk should be exchanged, and fresh milk substituted. In this way4 beaf, veal, &c, can be kept for several weeks, and it will be as sweet and fresh at the end of that time as when' first put in. Our butcher furnished us with the receipt. The whole neighborhood is now saving its meat in this way. It is equally efficacious in the hottest weather. F. G.,in Rural World. Capt. Samuel Parsons, of Northam ton, Mass., recently lost nearly ICO sheep. They were turned into pasture in Wc3thampton, where, dnring the re cent storm, they commenced eatir-g lau rel, which poisoned them. Recipe for curingbams. Pack the hams, shank end downward, giving each piece a slight sprinkling of salt, and then pour over them when cold a brine made of 7 lbs. salt, coarse Western or Cana da, dissolved in water and thoroughly skimmed before boiling, to each 100 lbs. of meat. The hams should remain wholly covered in this brine from four to six weeks, or untill properly salted for cooking, then removed and dried and smoked. Having used this recipe for some years I recommend it to all desir ing a simple, cheap mode of curing hams so as to make tnem tenaer, sweet and m jucy, witnouttne use ot saltpetre, sugar, or other ingredients. Try it. S. G. B. Br. t. Walsh, rock Island, Iillhois. well known as an entomologist, says that all his examinations have resulted in the conviction that the black knots on the plum tree is the effect of a fungus, and is nof a disease nor a gall. He thinks the spores or seeds are formed about the nd of Juiy, in latitude 40 deg. 30 inin., and therefore if the ex crescences be all cut eff and destroyed by the early part of Jnly, an effectual stop will be put to their further spread. In Lgypt, professional poultrers will take a hundred eggs and return there for, at the end of three weeks, sixty chickens, keeping the remaining chick ens and addled eggs for payment. A man who was brourrM r Tv';. ames I. could eat, it was said, a tt-Knia sheep at a meal. "What else can he do " asked the King, "more than ether men ?" .Nothing," wa3 the reply. "Hani- him, then' said James, 'for 'tis a citv a man should live who eatc the share of twenty men and do no more than on?." An industrious and economical darkey living in Western Pennsylvania, after accumulating a bouse and lot, thought that his next purchase should be .ia tha way of live stock, and so bought a sheep of the male persuasion. Hi3 faroritn amusement during leisure hours was to get down on the grass and nod defiance to the animal, which would make savaga plunges at the apparent enemy. But as the savage creature approached, lh darkey would drop his face to the ground so that the sheep, missing his mark, would tumble over and over. One day the darkey called a couple of passing neighbors to see the fun, and he begaa' his part of the little farceas usual. The sheep did not seem to see hirn at fust, but presently raised its head from tha grass on which it was grazing and frown ed upon him. "Oh, jis watch him now !" said Sambo, 9 !r Old Bucky made a rush as was hts wont, Sambo suddenly dropped his faca to the ground. But as the fiends would have it, Li j flat nosecamain contrct with a small harp snag he hadn't observed before, and he jerked back just in time to recaive the full shock of the sheep's hard head beteen his own nose andfcwool. There was such a rolling and tumbling over and over for the next quarter cf a minute that the neighbors could net tell which wa? the sheep or which was the darky. They soon got separated, though, and Mr. darky got slowly up, grinned foolishly, and said: "Pun my word he neber dun dat: afore ! Gittin' too smart for dis niggah.: I'ae a gwine to stop f ooliu' with " such a fellah as dat." There was plenty of' mutton ia the neigborhood the next day, but the sheep was never seen again. in orpal rr pa. - - --- An unfortunate man, who had nevtr drank water'enough to u-arrant disease, was reduced la such a state cf dropsy, that a consultation of physiciaus was held upon his case. They agreed tapping was mecessary, and the poor patient was invi ted to submit to the oparation, which he seemed inclined to do, in spite of the en treaties cf his son, a boy seven years cIJ. "Oh. father, father, father? done: let theia tap you," salJ tha yccn-j L:; -ful ; "do cnythicg but do not let tL.:r. tap you !" - "Why, my dear, it will do me good, and I shall live long in health, to maka you happy." "No, father, no ; you will not. There never wa3 anything tapped in our house, that lasted longer than a week!" A traveller went to a public housa and asked for lodging. 'I shall have to put you in a double bedded room," Says the landlord. "All right," says the traveller. "But a lady will occupy ton of the beds." "Better still." "Yes, but there will be a screen between your bed and hers, aud you must retire tj bed in the dark and get up in the morning b' fore daylight. Also, give me your word -of honor that you will not disturb tha : lady in any way." "I promise." About midnigt he rushed down stairs, scared almost to death. "Landlord I that avo man in the ether bed is dead 1" knowr ' that," says the landlord, "but how in the devil came you to find it cut V. Traveller was dumb. r Two Dutch farmer lived close togeth-: er. One morning one of them heard his neighbor hallooing very loud, ami ran to his assistance. "Shon, vet is the matter V1 "Veil, den, says John, "I vosh trying' to climb dishshtone vail top, and I fall down, uad all de shtone vail he ccoms down on me, and mine arms ish both, nix , mine ribs ish all smashed up, und ' dese pig shtone uh on mine body, so Icli , cannot mineself get out of troubles." "Ish dat all?" says Jacob ; "'vy, yo helloo so pig rait a noise, I tot you gw; -der tooth-ache, or vassure to go into dec draft!' An old negro woman in South CaroIi ' na gave a letter to a mail agent and asked him to send it for her. .The agent sail the letter must be stamped. ."The oil, woman became indignant, said the dark eys were free, and "What de use ' freen' de culled puisons ef you don't ; free de letters too," and iznally yelled ! out. "How many stamps be want, eh?" The mail agent said "three." Down went . the letter, down went the old woman's 5 heel. "Dar! Dar ! Dar ! Dar' a tree stamps, dat enuff, eh?" Sha angry earnest wasj iu An Irishman entered a barber shop while drunk, ate, with a brush, a cup of lather, dug out the balls of soap at the bottom of the cup, ate that and sat down to warm his feet by the stove. , "How did you like your dinner!' , asked a bystander. "The custard was elegant," said Pat. i.V... L , t .1 i -i . -uui, uj my buui, i tains me egg was a nine too long under water." One of the Jenkinses writing ct a rrf cent nop at Saratoga says: "A very pretty girl passed U3, leaning oa the arm of the gentleman who was df es;ed simply- in Swiss muslin and a pink sash." . Thas gentleman must hav-hpn mr , w - w VM W V V h the evening." Man is a sort of a tree which apt to judge of by the tark W9 ar i 1 t I t. e s. cr U ;ii ra ok. lei cf wav a ;t. ra. ca. TL to, art. cf Ai 1 " ' C t -the- fern: 0 . errc ; i tov ' irra , a; in a. I D, t . I V 8 M ir.i iti: he:' ich i en tC; d s lit- 4 ' r ! d K .1