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VEGETINE.
An Excellent Medicine.
BparNGFrEiD, O..Feb.lB.lS77.
This is to certify that I have used Vegenne, man
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vous system, with good success. I recommend
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Mr. Vandegrift. of thp firm or"VandegrIftt Huff
man. Is a well-known business nan in this place,
having one of tbe largest stores in Sprlngfleld, O.
Our Minister's Wife.
Locisvit.t.t:. Ky.t Feb. 16, 1877.
Mb-B. H. Stevens :
Jear Hr. Three years ago I was sucenng terri
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ter's wifeadvised me to tafee Vegetlne. After tak
ing one bottle. I was entirely relieved. This year
feeling a return or the disease. I again commenced
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wonderful strengthening and curative properties
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VEGETINE.
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IIydk Pabk, Mass., Feb. IS, 157C
Mr. H. B. Steven:
Dear Sir. About ten years ago my health failed
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a year later I was attacked by typhoid-fever In Its
worst lorm. It settled In my back, and took the
form of a larze deen-seated abscess, which was fif
teen months In gathering I had two surgical op
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no permanent cure. I suffered great pain at times,
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I also lost small pieces of bone at different times.
Matters ran on thus about seven years, till May,
1P74. when a friend recommended me to go tn your
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Ac. by wbicb your remedy is produced.
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1 commenced taking It soon after, but felt worse
from Its effects : still 1 persevered, and soon felt It
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see the results I desired tlllt had taken It faithfully
for a little more than a year, when tbe difficulty In
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I have in that time gained twenty-five pounds of
flesh, being heavier than ever before in my life, ond
I was never more able to perforir labor than now.
Daring the past few weeks I had n scrofulous
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I took VEGETHCE faithlnlly. and it removed it
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With great obligations I am,
Yours very truly,
O. W. MANSFIELD,
Pastor of the Methodist Episcopal Church.
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BY E. KOBSIA3T GUNNI30K.
Twelve strikes the clock. The year has fled ;
The year with all lta sweetness
Its voice of Joy, Its tears half shed,
Its longing and completeness ;
Its woe for me, Us Joy for you.
Its hour of pain ana gladness ;
And now time fills the glass anew
God grant It holds no sadness.
For In the year that Just has fled
Borne fond hopes have been blighted,
And some have joined the Bllent dead
Who In Its dawn delighted.
Well, fill the cup and drink to-day
With mirthful speech and laughter.
And cheer the hours which pass away
God knows what cometh after.
Tls well that he has kindly hid
The future from our seeing.
And closed beneath a shrouding lid
His time for every being.
Life's field has roses for the bee,
It also has Its stubble,
And you and I, my friend, might Bee
A future full of trouble.
For what is hid we'll not repine,
There is no use in whining.
For somewbhere, with a light divine,
The sun Is always shining.
And never was a night bo dark
But what there came a morning;
Take courage, and 'wait the lark
That loudly sings at dawning.
If Time, the reaper, seeks to mow
Amid our fields and closes.
He shall not hear the voice of woe
We'll dim his boy the with roses.
We'll gather round tho cheerful grate
And fill anew our glasses ;
And, should he seek to find our gate,
We'll mock him while ho passes.
And though the days may bear us on
While Old and New Years mingle,
Still other tones when we are gone
Shall raise their happy Jingle.
What matters It? Forever young.
While time speeds on nor falters,
We still shall be, although the tongue
Is silent by our altara.
Although the ear that caught each tone
Jo more perchance may hear ns.
And friends may Journey on alone
Who used to journey near us,
We pass, we go, we are not dead
Life once is life eternal ;
And tears of grief or friendship shed
We see in climes supernal.
We drink the present hours to-day.
Unheeding of the morrow.
Although its onward path may lay
Through troubled fields of sorrow.
Live while we live; to fear, no slave;
Like foam we'll sparkle on life's wave.
And vanish with its breaking.
A LAWYER'S ADVENTURE.
Once In my life, and once only, I
allowed myself to be put up as a can
didate for an office; and I had the
fortune to be elected to fill tbe office
of District Attorney an office of lit
tle honor, of little pay, but of plenty
bard work. X bad accepted tbe place
at tbe earnest solicitation of the Judg
es of our Supreme Court, because
tbey feared if I did not, a man would
get it who was in no way qualified to
perform tbe duties thereto appertain
ing; and having allowed myself to
be placed in charge of tbe legal in
terests of our section of New Hamp
shire, I resolved to perform tbe duties
without fear or favor, trusting that
right and justioe would bear me out.
I had been in office about sis
mnntbi, and I had succeeded in con
vincing a few, at least, of our good
people that tbey had a prosecuting of
ficer who could not be easily corrupt
ed, when a man named Mario Cropt
was arrested for boree stealing, and
one of whose first moves, after being
arreBted was to send for me. I went
and found him in jailrone of tbe most
sinister-looking fellows I bad ever
eeen. He was, as I afterward learned,
a balf-breed, bis mother having been
a Mohawk Indian, and his father a
Virginia slave driver. Mario was
born in a wigwam somewhere among
the wilds of tbe Allegbanies, and had
been brought up to manhood by men
and women who lived by plunder and
begging.
At the age of one-and-twenty, or
thereabouts, he left tbe tribe; and
since then, now some ten years, be
had lived by his wits, in the exercise
of which ho had stolen horses and
sheep and other four-legged things.
In short, he was a villain of the very
deepest dye bo born, bred and ma
tured. He was rather Bhort of stature,
but compact, broad-shouldered, heavy
limbed and muscular, presenting a
figure of brute Btrengtb such as is not
often seen. His face bore very
strongly the Mohawk stamp, the In
dian standing out above all else , but
there was a certain cast of broad,
grasping shrewdness which betrayed
the admixture of .white blood.
Mario Cropt, when he knew me for
the officer who was to present his case
to the grand jury, and who was also
to appear against him in court, as;
snmed a very confidential manner,
and commenced by intimating that
he could give me a ohance to "makea
pretty good thing." If I would use
my Influence in biB favor, be wassure
be could get clear. This was the first
time he had ever been arrested In that
part of the country, and be did not
exactly understand our method of do
ing business. But of auv thing he
could assure me, if I v'ould like a
thousand dollars, he could get it for
me.
I asked him what he meant.
"Bab !" said he, poking his fingers
into my breast and the end of that
single forefinger came with a force
equal to a blow of a fist from Home
men "don't go for to be backish wi'
me. I know, and we both know
money s money ; and you may as
well have it as anybody. et me off
easy, and I'll Bay a thousand dollars.
I've got it, mister: and I can fetch it
in no time, too. T?owrwHat d'ye isy ?
i nco "
BBOWNVILLE, NEBRASKA,
I looked at the rascal, and he must
have discovered from that single
glance that he bad approached tbe
wrong man, for his countenance fell,
and a fierce light flashed in his eye.
"You'd better do It!" he whisper
ed. But I only sought to make him un
derstand that I would sooner sell my
life than my honor; and without
waiting to listen to his treaty I left
him.
Within a week from that time
Cropt was brought before tbe Grand
Jury, and as he came Into tbe jury
room be found an opportunity toBpeak
privately with me.
"Look here, mister," he whispered,
"I'll make it two thousand. You'd
better think on't."
I made a motion to push him away
when he grasped my arm, and press
ed bis lips close to my ear.
"Mister Leveret," be hissed and I
could feel his words burn "with me,
it'a liberty or prison. With you, it's
my liberty or your death !'
He looked at me with a look that
was more potent than a score of oaths
and then turned away with the sher
iff. ThebusinesB before the Grand jury
was very quietly done. The prison
er's foul threat had excited me, and I
brought forward the witnesses against
him, and questioned them promptly
and to the point. Tbe evidence was
of a character that admitted of no
doubt or argument, and a bill was
found, and Mario Cropt was duly in
dicted of tbe crimes which bad been
alleged against him, and in a few
days he would appear for trial.
I bad three oases for the commeno
ment on my docket before that of
Mario Cropt ; and as there were sev
eral other matters that engaged the
attention of the court, it was a week
before be was brought up. But he
came at length, and once more he ap
proached me.
TbiB time he said, "Three thou
sand!" if I would make the case
break down against him.
Villain as he was, with heart as
hard and wicked as could be, I bad
never seen a man who bo dreaded im
prisonment. Never before bad he
been In prison. He had been often
apprehended, and had been frequent
ly fined ; but never bad been restrain
ed of his liberty for any great length
of time, His Indian instiuots were
strong ; and he felt, as be told me,
that he would rather die than to be.
shut up In a close prfaon'wnere there
could be no more roaming forests and
green vale9.
Cropt had Becured one of the most
able lawyers in tbe state, and tbe
government wituesses were cross
questioned and brow-beaten unmer
cifully; and in addition to this, tbe
prisoner brought forward witnesses
who had been paid and prompted for
the occasion. But the man's guilt
was too evident. In my plea I pre
sented tbe case as it appeared to me,
and, as believed, it must appear to
every reasoning man. And I pre
sented to tbejury the man they were
to pas judgment upon, asking them
to look at him as he sat before them.
The charge of the judge was very
brief, and entirety against the prison
er, and tbejury were out just twelve
minutes, when they returned a ver
dict of "Guilty."
Mario Cropt trembled not an atom
at this, for be had been prepared for
it, but when the judge, in solemn ac
cents, pronounced his penalty five
years at bard labor in the State Prison
he Bhook like an aspen, and for a
few seoonds I thought be would break
down. But presently he revived,
and looked around until bis eyes rest
ed upon me, and when he saw me he
beckoned me to come to him. I look
ed at his hands, they were ironed and
empty, and went to the dock.
"Thomas Jefferson Leverett," said
he, speaking my whole name as tho'
he would fix the identity beyond dis
pute, "I am going to prison to stay
five years ; and I shall see you again.
When I come out I shall look foryou.
If you are in China, I'll go to China.
I will find yoo," Bnd his voice sank
to a low whisper, and without the
least tone of profanity, but with a rev
erence for his oath, he swore solemn
ly he would pay me for this.
Mario Cropt went his wa', and I
went mine. Some one told my wife
that tbe prisoner had called me to him
after tbe trial, and that he had spok
en to me in a very solemn and strange
manner, and she asked me what be
said to me. Her question confused
me, and I was not prepared with an
answer, and I told her that I could
hardly remember what he did say.
"Thomas," said she, "you are afraid
to tell me."
And then she questioned, until I
was forced to admit that Cropt had
threatened me, and then I told her
the rest of the story how he had
ought to buy me over before the trial.
And to close the scene, I laughed as
though the whole thing were a rich
farce.
One evening about two weeks after
the trial, my wife came in, quite fa
tigued, having been absent all day.
"Bertha, where have you been?' 1
asked.
"To the State Prison," was her an
Bwer. "TbeState Prison I" I reiterated.
"What have you been doing there?7'
"Looking at a certain prisoner they
have there," she replied. "One
whom I might wish to recognize
should I ever meet him outsider those
walls."
"Youllnda U Mario Cropt?" I
eaid.
THURSDAY, JANUARY 17, 1878.
She nodded assent.
And then I told her she was foolish
and begged her to forget the man en
tirely. "Thomas," ahe said, with a degree
of feeling that startled me, "I have
seen that man, and I tell you we both
have occasion to dread and fear him.
I shall not forget him, though I will
try henoe-forth not to worry myself
as I have during the two weeks that
have passed since he was tried and
condemned."
The attractions of my New Hamp
shire home were not strong enough to
hold me after I had found an opening
in tbe West, where the promise of
success was equal to a bond issued by
good fortune. It was about two years
afteY the trial of Mario Cropt, that I
packed up my books and family treas
ures, and took up my march for a new
and thriving town in Minnesota; and
within a year after my settlement in
the new home, I was richer by hun
dreds of dollars than I had ever been
before. In faot, I literally tumbled
into a neat of good luck.
'I hree years passed away, and in the
midst of my comforts, a troublesome
thought of the caste's oath came once
in a while to chill me; for the term
of tbe man's imprisonment had ex
pired. And I knew that my wife had
thought of it, too; butshe said noth
ing to me, and I said nothing to her.
Another year passed and another
and Mario Cropt was well nigh for
gotten. Time passed on, each return
ing season bringing new gains and
new honors, until there were touches
of silver in my hair, and a graud-ohild
crawled upon ray knee when I went
home from my office.
It was a dull, dismal, drizzly after
noon In October when the door of my
office was opened, and in walked a
stranger, a short, thick-set, gray-haired
man, with a muffler round his chin
and a soft felt hat pulled down to his
eyes. I could only see that bis face
looked swarthy, and his features were
those of a half-caste!
It was Mario Cropt come now af
ter a lapse of almost twenty years, for
what? Was It to fulfill bis oath?
If so, what should T do? Tbe Idea of
crying for help had been dismissed
tbe moment be entered, and laid
aside as only a last resort ; because to
your thoroughly desperate villain, an
outcry is the signal for the death
stroke. Tbe man looked at me, then
stared carefully around tbe office, and
next cat oov-n and throw off the jrsuf-
fier, winding it carefully arouud the
left fore-arm. Then he raided his bat
without entirely removing it, looking
straight at me, and said,
"Mr. Thomas Jefferson Leverett, do
you kuow me?''
"Of course I do," I replied.
"Speak my name, then."
"When I knew you years ago you
were called Mario Cropt."
"Well," if 3our memorj's as good
as that," pursued my visitor, in a qui
et whispering way, without betray
ing emotion of any kind, "p'r'aps
something else you can remember."
As he spoke that last word bis
whole manner changed as though he
had been a piece of pyrotechnic con
trivance touched by the match of the
exhibitor. He leaped to his feet, his
whole face ablaze with fierce ven
geance; and, while with his right
band be drew an enormous bowie
knife, with his left he grasped me by
tbe throat, hissing between bis teeth,
"You don't forget my oath! I've
never forgotton it never! I've bunt
ed for you, and I've found you ! You
put me on ! What did you gain by
doing so? Take that!"
He thought to strike me, but with
the quickness of thought, and the
strength of desperation, I caught bis
right wrist with both my bauds and
held him at bay. I held that awful
knife suspended ; but tbe grip of
that fiend on my throat was choking
me. I could not cry out, and as his
grip tightened, I found it difficult to
breathe. Several times he sought to
free his right hand, but finding my
two bands more than he could over
come, he turned bis attention to ray
throat. Thus far his grasp had been
below the larnyx; but now he raised
his great broad thumb above that
strong bony cartilage and pressed up
on the soft part, pretty soon changing
tbe position of tbe fingers, so that it
seemed as though he were literally
tearing both gullet and windpipe
from my neok. A moment bo, and
then my breath was stopped entirely.
I thought of using my right hand to
remove the grip from my throat; but,
if I did that, the knife would find my
bosom. I waa a child in the bands of
a master; for that man was a perfect
Hercules a literal Samson while I
was a slim framed man.
With one last effort of strength I
reeled backward, and we both went
to the floor, overturning the tables
and two chairs as we went down.
My hold had relaxed, and in the
fall his right hand had been freed,
and his left still crinping my throat.
I saw-tbe knife gleaming in the dim,
uncertein light. I thought of that
scene in tbe court room twenty years
before the jury's verdict tbe sen
tenceand the half-caste's oath I
thought, too, of the loved ones at
home and then
A blaze a crash a roar, es of the
wreck of worlds a falling of tbe
weight from my bosom and from my
throat and all was darkness and
chaos T
When I came to mysolf, my office
was full of people. Two physicians
were supporting me, while my wife
iwas telling a itory to the crowd ; and
pretty soon tbe lost part of her story
was told to me:
She had been to the school-house,
with an umbrella to escort home tbe
children. On the way home she met
a man whose peculiar apperance at
tracted her attention. She took him
for one of the old forest rangers and
trappers, who come to the settlements
to obtain jobs as guides to emigrants
over tbe prairies ; and as he passed
her she detected something familiar
in the small portion of tbe face she
saw. All tbe way home she tried to
think where she bad seen those fea
tures before ; and just as she reached
the sitting-room and saw the pistol
upon the mantel, the truth flashed
upon her. The moment her mind
was turned into that channel, she had
no doubt noli a particle. She felt
sure tbe victim had gone to fulfill his
old oath ; and with only one idea in
her mind, she caught up the pistol,
made sure it was loaded, and started
upon tbe run. She reached the office
just as we went over ; the crash of the
table and chairs prevented us hearing
her. She saw the knife raised for the
fatal blow ; and heaven itself must
have lent nerve to her baud, for when
Bhe had fired, and had seen the half
breed roll over, Bhe sank down faint
ing and powerless: but she soon re
vived, her anxiety for me giving her
strength, and was able to help the
neighbors when they came in.
As for Mario Cropt, he probably
never knew what hurt him. The
bullet had entered the left temple,
coming out just over the right ear.
When I had fully reoovered my
senses, and would have expressed my
fears for my wife, she smilingly said
to me, as though to turn my thoughts
from tbe subject,
"Thomas, you never but once ac
cused me of doing a downright fool
ish thing, and that was when I went
to the State Prison to look at Mario
Cropt. What do you say now? For
my part," she added solemnly, "I
think it was the most sensible thing
I ever did, for even then I had a
strong presentiment that it was my
duty to know that man."
I could not dispute ber declaration.
An Excuse For Smoking.
In the reign of James I., of tobao-co-bating
notoriety, the boys of a
school acquired tbe habit of smoking,
and indulged it night and day, using
tne most ingenious expedients to con
ceal tho vico from their- master, till
one luckless evening, when tbe imps
were cuddled together round the fire
of their dormitory, involving each
otber in vapor of their own creating,
lo! iu burst the master and stood,
in awful dignity before them.
"How now," quoth the domine to
the first lad; "how dare you to be
smoking tobacco ?
"Sir," said the boy, I am subject to
headache, and a pipe takes off the
pain."
"And you ? and you ? and 3ou ? in
quired the pedagogue, questioning
every boy in his turn.
One had a "raging tooth;" another
cbolic; a third a cough ; in short they
all had sometiiing.
"Now, sirrah," bellowed the master
to the last boy, "what disorder do you
smoke for?"
Alas! all the excuses were exhaust
ed ; but the interrogated urchin, put
ting down his pipe, after a farewell
whiff, and looking up in bis master's
face, Baid, in a whining, hypocritical
tone,
"Sir, I smoke for corns"
One Minister's Tisit.
She lived on Broadway, and the
minister had called in on his round of
visits to hi3 flock. They had talked
about tbe spiritual needs of theneigh
borhood, and she had told him how
much she had worried over the sinful
condition of Home of her dear frieuds,
and how much she bad groaned and
sorrowed in Bpirit that herdear friend
and sister next door was not in tbe
church ; and the minister sympathiz
ed with.her, and prayed for them, and
then thought what a dear Christian
sister she was ; and she said tbe would
go and get a watermelon for the pastor
to carry home to bis family.
And through the orack in tbekltcb
en door the pastor heard the voice of
tbe "dear slater's" big boy, saying:
"Not by a dam sight; I hain't go
in' over there. The last time I crawl
ed through that bole In the fence an'
hooked a melon, she pounded me
with a broom, and threw bricks at
me, an' I ain't goin' to try that 'ere
game again, you bet."
And the "dear sister" came baok
and said she wad "so sorry, u but ber,
dear husband had carried tbe melon
to a poor family who had no luxuries.
He was so charitable, dear man; too
much so for hi own good."
And the minister said It didn't mat
ter, and it wan just as well; aud went
home and wrote a sermon on tbe sub
ject -of hypocrisy. Cleveland Herald.
The Beacon Answered.
"Up in New Hampshire, where I
lived when a boy," says Gov. Noyes,
"there was an old deacon who was a
great deal more pious than honest.
He was an old hypocrite.and when he
had done any particular mean thing,
he eased bis conscience by going out
into a field alongside of which was a
stone-wall, and, kneeling beside it.
praying tbe Lord to topple it over on
him if he had done anything offensive
to Him or offensive in Hia sight.
Well, we boys found it out, and one
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day when we saw the Deacoc making
for the wall we got on tbe otber side
and waited. He knelt down, accord
ing to his usual custom, and went
through his iiBual formula, closing
w.ith tbe petition to have the wall top
ple over if be had done anything
wrong. And we toppled it. Jumping
out from under tbe stones the old man
cried in tones of mingled disgust and
alarm, 'Good gracious! Can't you
tell when a man is joking?' "
How to Spell Cat.
Some time during the last war with
Great Britain, the Regiment of
Infantry was stationed near Boston.
Old Doctor M (peace to his ash
es!), was surgeon to the Regiment.
Tbe Doctor was an old gentleman of
very precise and formal manners, who
stood a great deal upon his dignity of
deportment, and was, in his own es
timation, one of the literati of the ar
my. Nevertheless, he was fond of a
joke provided always it was not per-
pretated at his own expense.
It is well known in the 'old pcbool,
that, at the commencement of tbe war
a number of citizens were appointed
officers in the army, who were more
noted for their chivalry than for their
correctness in ortography. The Doc
tor took little pains to conceal his con
tempt for tbe new 6et.'
One day at mess, after the decanter
had performed sundry perambulations
on the table, Captain S , a brave
and accomplished officer and a great
wag, remarked to the Doctor, who
had been somewhat severe in his re
marks on the literary defioIencieB of
some of the officers :
Doctor M . are you acquainted
with Captaiu G?'
'Yes, I knew him well,' replied tbe
Doctor ; 'be is one of the new set but
what of him?"
'Nothing in particularreplied Capt.
S ; 'I have just received a letter
from him, and I'll wager you a dozen
of Old Port that you cannot guess in
five guesses bow be spells Cat.'
Done,' said the docter, It's a wag
er.' Well commence guessing, eaid
S .
K-a double t.'
" 'No.'
'K-a-t-e. .
'No try again.'
'K-a-t-t-e.
'No you have missed it again.
'Well, then, resumed the Doctor,
O-a dooblft t.'
'No, that's not the way try again
it's your last guess,'
C-a-g-b-t.'
'No,' said S , 'that's not tbe way
you have lost tbe wager.'
'Well,' said the Doctor, with muob
petulance of manner, 'how the devil
does he spell it?'
Why, he spells it C-A-T,' replied
S , with the utmost gravity.
Amidst tbe roarsof tbe mess, and al
most choaking with rage, tbe Doctor
sprang to his feet, exclaiming:
Captain S , I am too old a man
to be trifled with in this manner.'
Spirit of the Times.
Lincoln's Arrival in Springfield.
Mr. John F. Speed, of Springfield,
III., lectured in Louisville, on Friday
evening last, devoting himself to re
miniscences of Abraham Lincoln. Mr.
Speed is a native of Kentucky, but in
1835 opened o store in springfleld.
Two years later, as he stated in hU
lecture, Mr. Lincoln came to Spring
field, riding a borrowed horse, and
halting at Mr. Speed's store door en
tered and asked the price of sufficient
bed clothes to fix up a single bed. Up
on being informed that, together with
a mattress, they would cost $17, he re
plied that he had not $17 in the world
but that if Mr. Speed would credit him
until Christmas he would pay him,
provided he succeeded in his profes
sion. "But." he added, "if I do not
succeed I do not know as I can ever
pa3 you." "His face, as he uttered
tbe words," said Mr. Speed, "was tbe
Baddest I ever saw. I told him that
above the store in which we were
standing was a bedroom In which j
slept, and that If ht was willing to oc
cupy it with me he was quite welcome
to do so." Mr. Lincoln went up to
see the room, and returned in great
glee, cordially accepting the invita
tion. Mr. Speed's store became tbe
head-quarters of a social club, in which
the young men of the embryo city as
sembled nightly and discussed the
problems of the day, in which politic
came in for a full share. There. around
the stove, on a wiuters night, the Ti
tans, Lincoln, and Stephen A. Doug
las, then a rising young lawyer, meas
ured the swords which were never
sheathed during Mr. Douglas' lite.
Jews.
Disraeli sa3-s there ia no such thing
as a converted Jew. Israelites who
embrace Christianity are complete
Jews. 'Converted Jews,' he says,
gives the impression a? if the Jew, in
accepting Jesus as his savior, embrac
es tbe religion of the Gentiles, for
sakes tbe faith of bis ancestors, and
becomes, so to speak, a Gentile. It is
not so. A Jew, in becoming a Chris
tian, is simply a complete Jew. Hith
erto he has believed the first; now he
accepts also the second part of the sa
cred volume. Hitherto he was a Jew
looking for the first advent of bis Mes
siah ; now be acknowledges that hiB
expectations have been fulfilled. The
whole Christian church rests on that
Jewish root of the thousands of Jews
that werr converted on the day of
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proselytes, coming from heathenism
to the faith of the God of Israel, ,bufc
the Jw who beKeves in Jesnstas tho
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thousands of Israelites who recognise
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Seven Husbands to one Wife..
The town of Coventry. Grnn., has.
brought suit against the town of Man
chester for the support of an alleged
pauper named Pattis Pamelia Antho
ny, and the woman herself has mad
a deposition which shows a remark.&r
ble career of married ltfe. Tbe.case-ls
before Judge Carpenter, of this olty, as
arbitrator. According to her story
she married, July 5, 3SS5, William
Bly, of Springfield, who loft her three
days after. Six weeks later she heard
be was deed, and on Feb. 4 of the next
3ear she married David L. Rorgers.of
Hadlyme. in this State. She lived
with Rogers six months, when Bly,.
the dead man, appeared, but was
bought up and gave a quit claim to
Rogers for a silver watch and $5.
About two years after Rogers went to
pea, and six months following bis.
departure Mrs. Rogers heard that he
bad been banged as a pirate. Find
ingsingle life hangtng'neavity on ber
hands, she married, in March. 3S41
Frederick A.Wheeler, who now lies
in Manchester, this State. Six months,
after this marriage Rogers, tbe bang
ed pirate, came back, ousted Wheeler,
and lived with Pamelia till October,
1849, when he died. In March, 1850,
she married Henry Myers, of Will-
lnmsburg, N. Y., and got a divorce in
March, i&04, and in the Home 3ear
married James Davis, and moved to
Wisconsin. She lived with him sev
eral years, and got a divorce. She then
married Richard Marshall somewhere
out West, lived with him seven
years and got another divorce.
Tbencomiug back to Connecticut, she
married Emnnual Anthony, of Hart
ford, and lived with him six months,
when be ran aw-ay. This record shows
'that she bad seven husbands in all.
She was first married when 14 3ears.
of age. She sai's ehe is now 56 years,
old. Coventr3 sues Manchester for
her support, claiming that her settle
ment is iu Manchester, where her
third husband, Wheeler, now livep.
The Rogers marriage is claimed to be
void, as BI3 was Btiil living; but as.
Bly died before tbe Wheeler marriage
tbe latter was legal. Manohoster sa3's
the B3' who she married is uot tbe
BI3 who is said to be dead, but anoth
er man ; that tbe married Bly was
alive when tbe Wheeler marriage took
place, which makes that void. It is
also held that the Wheeler marriage Is
of no effect under Cou-neetteut lawe,
from the fact that at the time Wheel
er married her his father was married
to her sister, so that ho was not only
marrying his molber-in-law'a sister,,
but also bis father's step-sister, and so
on. It is k ver3 peculiar ease.
Ghosts in Washington.
Haunted houses are plentiful irt
Washington. There is a domicile iu
LFourth-and-a-half street, where, in
the evening twilight, before tbe gas
is lighted, a newspaper is heard to rat
tle in an alcove designed for a bed.
Investigation of the apartment devel
ops the fact that there Jb no person
there to rattle tbe paper. Tbe doubt
er maj" suggest rats, but tbe solemn
assurance is given that there 13 no pi
per there to be rattled, nor any possi
ble thing that could resemble the noite
of foldinganewepaper-aopaperofany
kind that coald be rattled or folded.
Of course people will be found to scoff
ut the ghost of a newspaper, but per
haps, if told of the inexplicable death
of a iody, the wife of a literary man,
in that house some v'ears ago, tbey
might change their opinion.
There is another haunted house on
New Jerpej avenue, which no tenant
can be got to occupj". An effort baa
been made for some time to get up a
party of bold spirits to Bit up in it all
nigbt, which I was invited to join, but
declined, because I am not one of that
kind. The New Jersej" avenue ghost
is known to hold some sort of relation
ship to a gentleman and lady who liv
ed there several years ago. One day
it was given out that she had gone to
New York, and, shortly afterwards he
Lpicked up his carpet-bag and went
away, since which time neithr-r of
them has ever been seen. Now, at 11
o'olock at nigbt, a carriage is beard,
but not eeen. to drive up; the bell
rings without any visible cause, tho
door is heard to open ad close, and
after that the most pitiful sounds, as of
a female voice begging for mercy and
crying out that ehe was not prepared
to die, are heard, but there ia no pity.
He murders- her every ztiebt. If th e
things are not so, why does the house
remain vacant.al though ?oee most in
telligent people have tried to live in
1 1 ? Pittsburgh. Dtepadek.
A New York lady opened a letter
addressed to her husband, the other
day, and read, among othorsoft words,
these:
"Darling John Ceme to me again
soon ; x can i aear 10 iuibk yon are at
home with that old rip at wjfe or
yours." When John came home that
evening, he found a domestic piIr
wave in bi3 mansion that chilled the
very beef-marrow in his hair.
To Curb a Etjxioxt-1Rm binding:
on the pulp of a letnon enery agrit.
.jia.1 i muiui il 1. iw