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Brownvllle, Nebraska. '
There's Danger In the Town.
There, John, hitch Dobbin to the post ; come
near me and sit down ;
Your mother wants to talk to you before yon
go to town.
My hairs are gray. I soon shall bo at rest
within the grave ;
Not long will mother pilot you o'er life's tem
pestuous wave.
I've watohed o'er you from Infancy, till now
you aro a man,
And I have always loved you, as n mother
only can.
At morning and at evening I havo prayed
the God of love
To bless and guide my darling boy to the
bright homo above.
A mother's eye Is searching, John old ago
can't dim its sight-
When watching o'er an only child, to seo If
be docs right;
And verj' lately I have seen what has aroused
my fears.
And made my pillow hard at night, and
moistened It with tears,
I've seen alight within your eye, upon your
check a glow
That told mo you are In the road that leads
to shamo and woe ;
Oh, John, don't turn away your head and on
my counsel frown.
Stay more upon tho dear old farm there's
danger In the town.
Your father, John, Is growing old; his days
aro nearly through ;
Oh, he has labored very hard to savo tho
fnrni for you ;
But It will go to ruin soon, and poverty will
frown.
If you keep hitching Dobbin up to drive Into
town.
Your prospects for the future aro very bright
my son ;
Not many have your start In Hfo when they
are twenty -one;
Your star, that shines so brightly now. In
darkness will decline
If you forget you mother's words and tarry
at the wlna.
Turn back ngnln, my boy, Inyouth ; stay by
tho dear old farm;
The Lord of Hosts will save you with his
powerful right arm ;
Not long will mother pilot you o'er life's
tempestuous wave ;
Then Hgnt her path way with your lovedown
to the silent grave.
THE BABY'S PIOTUBE.
Miss Arethusa Peppard was out of
temper. She said she was "mad."
But it must have been a mild kind of
tnadneBS, for her pleasant voice had
only a dash of sharpness, and no Are
flashed from hersoft brown eyes. But
she was out of temper; no doubt
about that, and no wonder. She had
left her mite of a cottage early that
Arjril mornlmr. and gone over to New
York to shop, and fn the very flrofc.
store she entered n store crowded
with people buying seeds and bulbs
and plants her pocket-book, contain
ing her half-monthly allowance, had
been stolen, 'and she bad beenjobliged
to return to Summertown without the
young lettuces and cabbages and on
ion sets and parsley and radish seeds
that she had intended the very next
day to plant In her mite of a garden.
And every day lost In a garden in
early Spring, as everybody knows, or
ought to know, is a loss indeed, and
there's nothing in the world so exas
perating to an amateur gardener, as
everybody also knows, or ought to
know, than to hear from a neighbor
ing amateur gardener : "Good-morning,
Miss Peppard. How backward
you are this year! Your radishes are
just showing, and we've had at least
a dozen a day for three days past.
And our parsley's up, and our onions
doing nicely. And you used to be so
forward !"
So Miss Peppard, who was a dear
little Bweet-faced, wonderfully bright
old lady, living in the neatest and
most comfortable manner on a small
income, with a faithful colored ser
vant woman, a few years yonger than
herself, a rolly-polly dog, a tortise
shell cat, and three birds, had two
reasons for being sorely vexed, the
loss of her money and the loss of the
days which she expected would start
the green things a-growlng.
"All the money I had," she said to
Peteona called Ona for short as she
rooked nervously back and forward In
her rocking-chair, her eyes sparkling,
and her cheeks flushed. "I only wish
I could catch the thief. I'd send him
to jail as sure as grass is green."
"Dat's sho' enuff, Miss Peppar' "
Peteona always dropped the "d'
"an' it'd sarve 'em zackly right, w'en
dey was ketched, to be drug to delock
up by de heels." Then, after a slight
pause, which was Ona's way, she ad
ded an after-thought : "Dono, dough;
s'pose dey might as well take de pore
wretch by dehead."
"All the money I had," repeated
Miss Peppard; five and twenty dol
lars; and I can't get any more for
two weeks, for borrow I never did
and never will. And there's the gar
den all laid out and ready for plant
ing, and Mrs. Brown sets out her let
tuce and cabbage plants to-morrow
morning, and she'll be sending them
herewith her compliments her com
pliments, indeed! before ours have
begun to head."'
"If sh6 do, I'll
fence," said Ona.
dough, I guess.
can't hurt 'em."
frow 'em ober de
"Better eat them,
Her complimen's
"And, oh! my conscience!" Miss
Peppard went on (she oould Invoke
her "conscience" thus lightly, dear
old lady, because she had nothing on
it), "baby's picture was In that pock
book. And I can't get another. Pol
ly said it was the last, and the photo
grapher don't come that way but once
a year."
"Well, well, you are a pore soul,"
sympathized Peteona, "to go an' lose
dat are picter dat lubly thing jub
like a borned angel. An' yer Blster'a
onllest chile 'oept Ave. Wish I had
dat robber yeredis minlt ; I'd box his
ears ao he couldn't aet down fur a
week."
"He wouldn't be here long," said
hermlBtresa. "Of all things In the
wide world I hate a thief. I'd have
him put where he'd steal nothlDg for
a year or two, at least,"
"Might be a Bhe ; dar's she-robbers,"
suggested Ona; "an' dey'a all
WU8S den caterpillars. Caterpillars
takes yo' things right 'fore yo' eyes
don't sneak in yo' poqkit. Take a cup
of tea, Miss Peppar'.' Dar's no use
frettin' no mo'. An' de cat's been a
sittin' on yer skirt for half an hour,
waitin' you to notice her, pore thing.
She jus' came in off de .po'ch a minit
ago."
Miss Peppard took the tea, and
spoke to the cat ; but she couldn't
help fretting; and she slept but little
that night, and awoke the next morn
ing almost as vexed as ever, and de
nounced the thief at intervals of
about half an hour, from breakfast
until dinner, although Peteona em
phatically remarked : "Dar's no use
cursin' an' swearin', Miss Peppar';
can't do no good. Wish I had
dat
robbin' debbil here, dough."
But after dinner, for which Ona
served a soothing little stew and a
cooling cream cuetard, the old lady
became a little calmer, and retired to
her own room to write a letter to her
Bister Polly, who lived away off In
Michigan ; and she had just written :
'And I can't make a strawberry bed
this Summer, as I Intended, and I'll
have to wear my old bonnet, and,
dear! dear! howl shall miss baby's
picture!" when Peteona opened the
door saus ceremonie, as she always
did, and walked in with a mysterious
air. "Pusson wants to see you, Miss
Peppar' man pusson. 'Bout a boy's
age, I guess." -
"What does he look like, and where
did you leave him?" asked the old
lady, laying down her pen, and look
ing a little alarmed.
"Out on de po'ch. I lock de do.
An' he's a dirty, ragged feller, dat
looks jus' like a dirty ragged feller.
Shall I broom him off, Miss Peppar'?
Looks as dough he ort to be broomed
off or gib Bumfln to eat pore, bony,
dirty soul!"
"I'll come right down," said MIsa
Peppard ; and down ahe went. And
there on the porch stood a dirty, rag
ged, forlorn-looking boy of about
twelve years of age, looking exceed
ingly "bony" and half starved, sure
enough. He pulled off. his apology
for a cap when Miss Peppard opened
the door, but said never a word until
the old lady asked him, in a mild
voice she never spoke unkindly to
dirt and rags : "Well, my" boy, what
do you want?"
"Then you lost -your pocket-book,
ylsterday?" he blurted out.
"Yes," said she, eagerly. "That Is,"
it was stoled from me ; for I felt it in
my pocket a moment before I missed
it. Doyou know the thief?"
"I'm him," was the answer; and
he raised a pair of dark eyes, that
looked like the eyes of a haunted an
imal, to her face.
"My conscience!" exclaimed the
old lady, and fell Into a chair that
stood near, while Peteona darted out
and seized him, shouting: "Golly!
got yo' wish mighty soon dis time,
Miss Peppar'. Bun for de constable.
I'll hold him. Could hold a dozen
like him or two or free."
"Let him alone, Ona," said her
mistress, while the boy stood without
making tho slightest resistance.
"Ain't he to be drugged to the lock
up?" asked Ona, with a toss of her
turbaned head.
"Walt till we hear what he has to
say," said Miss Peppard. Then,
turning to the boy, she asked, as
mildly as ever: "Of course you hav
en't broughc me back "
"Yes, I have," interrupted he.
"Here 'tis, money and all, 'cept what
I bad to take to fetoh me out here. I
found your name In It on a card, and
where you lived."
"But. bless you!" exolalmed the
old lady, more and more surprised,
"what made you take it, If you were
going to bring it baok ? Come Into
the kitohen and tell me all about it.
Ona, give him a drink of milk."
"By de Lor' Harry !" said Ona,
rolling up her eyes untii nothing but
the whites were visible, "nebber hear
of sioh a ting as long as I lib gibbln'
hullsale robbers drinks of milk in my
clean kitchen ! An' I shan't do it.
Spect robberB gits thirsty as well as
odder folks, dough." And she hand
ed liim tho milk, which he drank
eagerly.
"Now go on," eaid Miss Pennard.
"Why did you steal my pooket-book?
and why, having stolen it, did you
bring it baok? Are you a thler?"
"S'pose I am," he stammered;
"but I don't want to be no more. I
wouldn't a took it a year ago, when
my mother was alive; but she died,
and father he went to prison eoon
after for beating another man ; and I
hadn't no friends; and it's hard get
tin' along when your mother's dead,
and you hain't no friends, aud your
father's in prison."
"'Tain't soft, dat's de fac," said
Peteona, gravely.
"So I fell in with a gang of bad fel
lers, but I never stole nothin' but
things to eat till ylsterday. I come
out of the Houbo of Refuge two weeks
ago "
"House of Refuge !" exclaimed Pe
teona, holding up ber hands. "An
a-settin in my clean kitohen, on my
clean oil-olor. Wot nex'?"
"I was there for brakln' a winder
and sassln' a cop," said the boy, with
a shadow of indignation, "and noth
in else, though they did try to make
me out a reg'lar bad un." And then
he went on, under the influence of
Miss Peppard'a ateady gaze : "And
the fellers said I was a softy not to
have the game as well as the name,
and so I went into that store 'cause I
Been a lot of folks there, and I stole
your pocket-book. And' dropping
his eyes and his voice "there was a
picter of a little baby in It."
"My aister Polly's child!" orled
MIbb Peppard, her wrinkled cheeks
beginning to glow.
"Heronllestohlld 'oept Ave," aaid
Peteona.
"And it looks like," continued the
boy, bursting . Into tears "It looks
like my little sister."
"Your little sister?" repeated Miss
Peppard, her own eyea. filling with
tears. "la ahe with her mother?"
" '8 to be hoped ahe be," said Ona,
with a sniff, "or some odder plaoe
whar she'll be washed. Her brudder'a
dirty nuff for a hull fam'ly."
"She's In a place ten miles or more
from here," said the boy, "with a wo
man who used to know mother.
Mother give ber fifty dollars just afore
she died. She managed to save it and
bide it from father somehow, to keep
Dolly till my aunt in California could
send for her ; but my aunt's dead, too,
and I'm 'fraid Dolly'll have to go in
the orphan asylum after all. Father
don't care nothin' 'bout her. But if
she does, if I'm a good boy, I can go
to see her; but if I'm a thief And
when I saw that picture, I said I will
be good. It seemed as though the ba
by was a lookin' at me and wantin'
me to kiss her. Nobody ever kissed
me but her and my mother. Here's
your pocket-book.'
Miss Peppard took It from bis band.
opeued it, found its contents as be
had described them, and then sat for
full five minutes in deep thought.
"You want to be a good, honest
boy,' she Bald at last, "bo as to be a
credit instead of a shame to your ba
by sister.'
"Yes,' answered the boy.
"It's mostly yes ma'am, in dese
parts," corrected Ona.
"Well, I'll try you?' said Miea Pep
pard. You!' starting from his chair.
"Yes, I. I want some plants and
seeds from the store where you sto
took the pocket-book, and I am going
to trust you to get them for me. But
before you go there, do you know any
uuara. . w-uejo vou can ouy a auivox.htw3?l'3ot.-j x it tho
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little mouey ?'
"Yes, ma'am,' answered the boy,
in a voice tbat already had a ring of
hope In it. "Second-hand Bobby's.
"Well, go to the second-hand Rob
ert's, buy the clothes. By-the-by,
what Is your name ?'
"Dick Poplar.'
And Dick,' continued the old la
dy, "do you know of any place where
you can take a bath ?'
" 'S to be hoped he do,' said Pe
teona.
"Yea, ma'am.'
"Take a bath, put on the new
clothes, throw' with a slight motion
of disgust "the old ones away
"'8 to be hoped he will,' aaid Pe
teona.
Then go to the seed store and give
them the note I will write for you.
And here are two five-dollar bills.'
"An' dar money ia soon parted!'
exolalmed Peteona. "No matter
'hnnt- flla fllat ti7rkil I
wwuv ,.w vow ITUKU.
But the boy fell on his knees before
MIsa Peppard, and sobbed outright.
IA! KM1 , l ,.
.u ud ii ucuci uuujo uuuk any
mo',' sung Ona, at the top of her
voice, as she went about her work
that afternoon after Diok's departure
"no, ne'll nebber come back any
mo'.'
But he did. Just as the sun was
sinking in the west, a nice looking,
dark-eyed, dark-haired boy, dressed
in a suit of gray clothes a little too
large for him, and carrying a package
In his arms, came up the garden path
to the door of the mite of a cottage.
It was Dick, so changed Peteona
scarcely knew him, and the package
oontained the seeds and onion sets
and young lettuces and cabbageB, and
before dark he had planted them all.
under the superintendence of Miss
Peppard, in the mite of a garden, and
Mrs. Brown had noobanoe of eending
her 'compliments' that season.
"And now, ma'am,' after supper,
I'll go. I thank you ever so much.
and I wish my mother had known
you.'
"P'rhaps she knowB her now,' said
Ona.
"And I will be a good boy I will.
Indeed.'
"With the help of God,' said Miss
Peppard, solemnly.
"With the help of God,' said the
boy, in a low voice.
"But I guesa you'd better stay here
to-night,' continued MIsa Peppard.
"You can Bleep In the wood-house.
Peteona will make you up a comfort
able bed there.
"Sha'n't do no auoh thing! aaid
Peteona, defiantly.
"Ona!' reproved her mistress.
"Till ray dishes Is washed, I mean,
Miss Peppar',' said Ona.
"And then to-morrow morning yon
can start for that baby. I've always
wanted a baby. Cats and doga and
birds are well enough In their way,
but a baby is worth them all.'
"Golly! now you're talkln, MIsa
Peppar'!' ahouted Ona. "I's alwaya
wanted a baby, a wite baby, too. Nig
ger babies ain't rauoh account. Ju8'
as waluble to dar mudders, dough, I
s'pose. Niggers is suoh foolB !'
"And if you choose to stay In Sum
mertown, said Miss Peppard, "you
may have a home here until you can
better yourself. There's plenty of
work for you ; and the youth upon
whom we have depended for errands
and garden help, etc., is'
"A drefful Bmart, nice, perllte boy!'
chimed In Ona ; "as lazy and sassy as
be can lib. An' I'll call you in de
mornln' w'en de birds arise, an' we'll
hab dat ar angel here In a jiffy; an'
won't de cat an' dog an' birds look
pale w'en dar noses is outer jint? But
dar noses' 11 be as straight as ebber.'
The very next night a sweet baby
girl with great blue eyes and fair curls
sat uponAIIss Peppard 's lap, looking
wonderihgly about, as she ate her sup
per of tread and milk, at Peteona,
and the dog and the cat and the birds,
whose noses, by the by, were as
atraightasever.
And before long Dick7 Poplar be
came the moat pop'lar dreadful, I
know, tut I oouldn't help It boy in
that neighborhood, he was so clever,
so obliging, and not a bit 'sassy.'
"De Lor' works In funny ways, sho
enuf,' said Peteona, one April day,
about a year after the return of Miss
Peppard'a pocket-book. "Who'd
b'lleve me and Miss Peppar' ebber
wanted Dick drug to de look-up by de
heels? An' all de time he was a
bringlng me an' Miss Peppar' de lubli
est chunk ob sugar, de sweetest honey-bog
of a obile dat ebber coaxed ole
Peteona for ginger-snaps. She shall
hab more, de Lor' bresa and sabeher!'
pouring them from the cake-box In
to the uplifted apron. , "Peteona'll
bake dem de hull liblong day, for eb
ber, 'for de blue-eyed darlin' wld a
little time lef out for her odder work.'
Harper's Weekly.
The "Ladies Man."
By his hair and gait, the ultra-fashionable
style of his clothing,' the kil
ling curl of his muataohe, the "look-and-die"
expression of his simpering
face, his stream of small talk, and
sundry other signs and tokens of a
plethora of "vanity, and a lack of soul
and brain, you may distinguish at a
glanQe the individual who plumes
himself off upon being a "ladies'
muni" His belief In his own Irresist
ibility is written all over him. And,
to Bay the truth, your ladies' men
have some ground for their eelf-oon-
c.ait. Tt in Indiibltnhln that trlrls do
auppose to be love, with fellows who
look as if they had walked out of the
tailor's fashion-plates oreaturea that
by the aid of various artists who con
tribute to the "make-up" of human
popinjays have been converted Into
auperb samples of what art can effect
in the way of giving men an unman
ly appearance. The woman who mar
ries one of these flutterers is to be pit
ied ; for, if she has any glimmerings
of common sense, and a heart under
her bodice, ahe will discover that her
dainty has no more of a man' spirit
in him than an automatlo figure on a
Savoyard's band-organ. Buta woman
worth a true man's love is never
caught by suoh a specimen of orna
mental hollow-ware. A sensible wo
man Is, in fact, a terror to 'ladies'
men," Tor they ore aware that her pen
etrating eye looks through them, and
eounds'the depths of their emptiness.
She knows the man, indeed, from the
trumpery counterfeit, and has no
touoh of the mackerel propensity to
jump at a flashy bait In her whole
some composition. The lady's man
should he permitted to live and die a
bachelor. His vocation is to dangle
after the sex, to talk soft nonsense, to
carry shawls and fans, to astonish
boardiog-school misses, and to kindle
love flames as evanescent and harm
less as the fizz of a squib. If, howev
er, he must needs become a Benedict,
let him be yoked with some vain and
silly 3irt, his natural counterpart. So
shall the law of fitness not be out
raged. A Rejiedy For Lockjaw. With
in tbepast few months a new remedy
has bem tried in the treatment of the
disease, and if we are to trust tbe evi
dence of those who have made the
test and there seems to be no evi
dence for doubting it with moBt sat
isfactory results. The remedy con
sists in tbe hypodermlo injection of
nitrite of amyl. The nitrite Is given
in doses of 20 minims to 30 minims,
twice a da. Recovery is reported in
every InsUnce. The operation is a
simple one for the veterinarian; and
should it prove successful as it would
now appear, It is an addition of no
email valueln the treatment of one of
tbe most intractable diseases the vet
erinary has to deal with. Iowa Quar-
terly Review,
ii
How to Cure Swelled Feet and
ANKf.ES. Take plantain leaves the
common weed that is found on every
roadside and in almost any grass plot
wilt them by putting separately be
tween the hands ; cover the swollen
parts with them,. and keep In place by
wrapping the limb with rags or a
towel on going to bed at night, or
keep them on during the day, if not
obliged to be upon the feet.
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Scene, a South-End horse car. En
ter an elaborately-dressed lady, dia
mond solitaires, eight-button kids,
etc. Car crowded. At first no one
moves. Soon a gentleman offers his
seat. 'Thank you ; you are the only
gentleman here. The rest is hogs.
Faot. Boston Transcript.-
THE TIM FINSEGAN CLAIMS.
Nineteen of Them In a Row One Way
of Showing Gratitude.
Saying to a miner, one of a family :
'What fancy led you to name this
claim, Tim Finnegan?" he replied :
'Well, stranger, It was at Prescott,
and me and Tuscan Jake was playing
a game . of cursock, jest for the drinks,
you know, when in comes one of them
crazy, bloodthirsty, bloodhounds tbat
turns loose in mining camps some
times, ripped out bis six shooter and
shot the bar-keeper dead, then turning
on me and Tuscan Jake, said :
'Now, either one of you move an
inch and I'll blow the top of your
heads off.'
We kndwed he'd do it. Thar was
the bar-keeper dead, and thar was the
pistol pointed right at us. It was
fearful ; we darsn't take a full breath.
Jake's feelings worked on him so
powerful tbat he couldn't keep still ;
he hitohed around a little. Quick as
lightnlngabulletiaid him at my feet.
Now the pl8tol was turned toward me
with the muzzle within three feet of
ray face, and the eyes of the acoun
drel fairly blazed as be said :
'.Move, move, you, jest the tenth
part of an inch !'
It wasthe most horrible time of my
life. The sweat stood on my face like
cobble-stones. I knowed he kill me
If I moved a finger, aud it seemed all
the time I waa going to move in spite
of myself. I even wiabed he would
shoot me and have it over with. Jest
then a pistol flashed behind the wild
beaBt and he fell dead in his boots.
Tim Flnnegan had got too much
whisky early in tbe evenin' and
stretched out on some barrels in the
corner and went to sleep. The shots
that killed the bar-keeper and Jake
waked him. And being sobered by
his nap, he, unbeknown to me an' tbe
murderer, easily and gradually drew
out his pistol an' sent the bloodhound
to kingdom come.'
You fled from the scene of horror?'
'I hugged and kissed Tim.'
What is the name of this prospect
in front of us?'
Tim Flnnegan No. 2.'
The one to tbe right?'
Tim Flnnegan No. 3.'
'And this on the left ?
Tim Flnnegan No. 4.'
How many locations have you on
this hill?'
Sixteen.'
'The name of the last one ?'
TJv Vluuogqn "N"v tO:
How Is it that you have No. 19 and
only sixteen locations ?'
'My boy an' my dog an' my horse
ia Tim Flnnegan No. 16, 17 an' 18.'
'You haven't named your wife
that?'
No ; but If I died 'fore her an' Tim
he'a a baohelor I want her to be
Mrs. TimFinnegan.' Sail Lake Tri
bune. Solid Southern Hostility to the Negro.
John JL Francis' Florida letter to the Troy Tlmos.
Unquestionably it is tbe purpose as
it Is clearly the practice of tbe demo
oratiomanagera, leaders and masses at
the south to deny to colored citizens a
voice in the elections; to nullify their
constitutional privilege; to give them
unrestricted freedom to vote and have
their ballots honestly and legally
counted, only as they vote the demo
cratic ticket, Observation more than
ever confirms in ray mind the truth
that it is the polioy of the "master
race" which failed In war to secure
for themselves full compensation from
the government for tbe losses they
sustained In the attempt to destroy It;
to present a solid south In peace 83
they did in war, with alliances which
give them the control of the demo
cratic party of the north to assure
their success ; to treat the colored peo
ple, who are almost exclusively the la
borers, tbe only real produoers of
their seotion, as a servile class, whose
votes shall not be permitted to decide
elections, even where their majority
is large and unquestioned in all suoh
cases the minority to rule, though it
shall involve Intimidation, violence
and bloodshed.
Sawdust in Mortar. Some time
since, the use of sawdust in mortar
was recommended as superior to hair
for the prevention of cracking and
subsequent peeling off of rough casing
under the aotion of storms and frost.
Some one of tbe name of Stern eayB
tbat his own house, exposed to pro
longed atormB on the seacoast, had
pieces of mortar to be renewed each
spring ; and after trying, without ef
fect, a number of substances to pre
vent it, he found sawdust perfectly
satisfactory. It was first thoroughly
dried, and sifted through an ordinary
grain seive, to remove the large par
ticles. The mortar Was made by mix
ing one part of cement, two of lime,
two of sawdust, and five of sharp
sand, the sawdust being first well
mixed dry with the cement and sand.
Chicago Times.
The much talk about Plymouth
Rook fowls did not oome over in tbe
Mayflower with the 'Pilgrim Fath
ers.' The breed, if suoh it may be
called, originated in New England
only a few years ago. It is the result
of crossing a single-combed Domi
nique cook with black Iowa hens.
Lately some Dorking blood has been
introduced into tbe fowls.
There's the devil to pay in a print
ing office every Saturday night.
A Remedy for Neuralgia.
The Paris clorrespondentrof the Bos
ton Courier, referring to his recovery
from a dangerous lllnesi, Bays: "I
mention this illness that I may tell
you how easily I was cured. I waa
bent double. I could not breathe.
My phyBlcian ordered me to take a
fiat-iron and beat it as hot as I could
bear, put a double fold of flannel on
the painful part, and move the iron
to and fro on the flannel. I was cur
ed by enohantment. My dootor told
me that some time since a professor
in one of our colleges, after suffering
some days with neuralgia in the head,
whioh he himself had tried to cure,
sent for the former, who prescribed a
hot flat-iron. The next time the doc
tor saw the professor the latter ex
claimed, 'I had no sooner applied the
heated iron to my head than instantly
all pain had vanished.' My physic
ian was Bummoued recently to the
bedside of a woman who had neu
ralgia in both Bides, and so violently
that she alarmed the whole neighbor
hood by the snreams whioh her In
tolerable anguish wrung from her.
Sho was taken from her bed and borne
near the fire, In bucIi severe cases a
heated iron is not energetio enough.
He has an iron rod fastened to an
Ivory handel. He heats thl3 rod to a
white heat (which causes less pain
than red heat), and applies it very
slightly to the seat of the pain, first
In longitudinal, than in latitudinal
lines. Tho application Is so light
that no traoe is left but red lines on
the epidermis, which are soon effaced.
In twenty minutes the woman walk
ed baok to bed, and the third day af
teward quitted it entirely freed from
neuralgia. This instrument Is not to
be introduced to awkward hands."
Wednesday afternoon we interview
ed the blacks deposited by the steam
er Monday last, near Bigger'a old
packing house. We spoke with quite
a number, but one of higher intelli
gence than the average, did most of
the talking. We enquired how It was
so many of them came In colonies at
this time, and he replied that the feel
ing to migrate had been growing upon
them for the past three years that It
was Impossible for them to enjoy lib
erty or pursue happiness at the South
that they had to pay too muoh for
the use of land and teams and too
high prices for the necessaries of life,
while raising orops, $18 a barrel for
pork, $12 for flour and $1.25 a gallon
ror molasses that the first cotton
picked went to the lessor when the
prloe was high, and when the balance
saw the market, it would rarely bring
them out even, and they resolved
among themselves to try their future
at the North. He said, too, tbat it
was a fact tbat a colored man or poor
white man could not vote any except
the Democratic ticket in the portion
of Louisiana from whioh they came-,
and some Incidents related would
arouse any but kindly feelings to
ward the white skinned and livered
Democrats who, in the nnmeof a 'su
perior race,' but in utter unmindful
nessof a Supreme Power, would take
the life of a negro who would fain give
expression to a desire to vote as his
judgment dictated. They aaid they
expected to meet with hard timea
here, and added tbat it was not their
desire to looate in cities or towns but
in tbo oountry. where from the earth
they could derive sustenance tbat
they would Inch and inoh along until
they could see there families seoure
from the merciless treatment of those
who were educated to looh upon them
as oreatures designed for their use or
misuse. Some of the poor fellows
were utterly penniless, but some were
tolerably well supplied with house
hold goods. On the evening of Wed
nesday, tboy left Wyandotte by train
for the West. We regret their com
ing, but trust that their future may
not prove as dark as the outlook to It
appears to mortal vision. Kansas Pi
lot. , The oompositor who was told he
might, when setting up a speech, in
sert Loud Applause or Cheers, in or
der to fill out the line, was summari
ly discharged when he made the ap
plication general, and set up an obit
uary notice B3 follows: 'The an
nouncement waa made yesterday that
our highly respected citizen Mr. ,
fell dead In the Btreef loud applause
etc.
'Sire, one word,' eaid a soldier to
Frederick the Great, when presenting
to him a request for the brevet of lieu
tenant. 'If you soy two,' answered
the king, '111 have you hanged.'
'Sign, replied the soldier. The king
started, whistled, and signed.
A far seeing managing editor says :
Young men sending spring poetry to
this office will please enclose name
and addresses; not for publication,
but as an evidence of their Insanity In
case they be arrested for murder.
The following Is posted In front of a
grocery store near Harvard Square,
Cambridge, Mass: 'Wooden pails,
six cents each. Notice. We did not
steal these palls, but we think the
man we bought them of did.'
The negroes are cold, houseless, and
starving ; they have Buffered for years
have been cheated and outraged.
They are looking for the liberty we
promised them in the name of the
martyred Lincoln.
The Milk of the Cow Tree.
Aleaander Humboldt remarks thai
among tho many very wondeful nat
ural phenomena which he had during
bis extensive feraiafawiinjased, none
impressed him in a more remarkable
degree than the sight of a tree yield
ing an abundant supply of milk, the
properties of whioh seemed to be the
milk of a cow. The adult Indians
would go each morning with their
slaves from the village or station on
tbe slope of tbe mountain chain bord
ering on Venezuela, where Hunabold
waa atopping, to a forest where they
grew, and, making some deep inoi-.
ious into the tree, in less than two
hours their vessels, placed under
thesd Incisions, wouM be full. AH
present would then partake of th.
milk, on which tho siavea g-rew fat
and; a quantity would be carried home
to be given to the children and- to bo
mixed with cavassa and maize. Tbe
tree itself attaines a height of from 45
to 60 feet, has long alternate leaves,
and was described by Linden as Bro
zimum salactodendron. Tbe milk
whioh flows from any wound made In
the trunk Is white aud somewimtjvrd
cJd ; the flavor Is very, agreeable.
Some times ago, on the occasion of M.
Boussingault going to South America,.
Humboldt requested him to take ev
ery opportunity of investigating this
subject. At Maracay tbe tree was
first met with, and for more than a
month1 Ita'exoelfent qualities were
daily taated in connection with cof
fee and chocolate ; but thero was no
opportunity for a chemical analysis.
Nor does such appear to have occurr
ed till the other day, when aaid
many curious things exhibited by tho
Veneauelan Government at the Paris
Exhibition, there happened to be
several flasks of this milk, and after
a long period M. Boussingault baa
been enabled to complete hl&analysla
of this substance, which Ib unique in
the vegetable world. In a memoir
laid before tbe Academy of France ho
give a detailed analysis, aud con
cludes by BtaiLag tbat this V9gotabIe
milk most certainly approaches in ita
composition to the milk of the cow j
It contains not only fatty matter but
also sugar, caserne and phosphates..
But the relative proportion? of tbeso
substanoes is greatly in favor of jthe
vegetable milk, and brings it up to
the rfchncss oforeanat the amount of
butter in cream being about tbe same
proportion as tho peculiar waxy ma
terial found! in the vegetable- milk, a
fat tbat will readily account for Ita
groat nntritlve- powers-.
Cure for Burns. A venerable pa.
tient, a retired foundryman, tells tbo
editor of the Louisville Medical iVetra
tbat during his apprentioehood to a
shipbuilder of Philadelphia, be be-cama
acquainted with a never-failing reme
dy for burns and scalds, and that in
his subsequent foundry life he saw in
numerable sueh injuries relieved of
pain and healed as if by magic by pow
dered charcoal. The softer it is, the
better, and that from pine wood Is the
best. It Is to be thickly spread over
the burned or scalded1 surface as soon
as possible, and renewed as it becomes
moist or drops off. The same patient
states tbat In the ship-yard and
in his foundry fir balsam proved a
most Boothing and rapidly-curatlvo
dressing for abrasions and cuts. The
hurts heales with marvelous expedit
ion, and suppuration, erysipelas.feto.,
are always prevented, ;be says. Tho
balsam should be spread thickly over
the wound. No doubt the disciples
of antlBeptio surgery would attribute
the good results of this dressing to tbe
disinfectant power of the balsam, but
tho secret of Its efficacy lies, no
doubt, In its exclusion of the
atmosphere from the wound. Naturo
endeavors to keep out the air from
the wound by means of a film of
lymph or pus or a scab, and meddle
some men tbwart nature by frequent
ly "cleansing" by water, or worse
still, soap and water. The balm pro
tects the sore from the air and water,
and nature, unobstructed, does her
healing work rapidly and well.
There's one place In tha worW
where neither potatoes, meat, nor
eggs, can be cooked boiling. It is on
the high table lands between two
chains of mountains In South Amer
ica, the Cordilleras and the Andes. It
Is from 10,000 to 14,000 feet above tho
sea level, and the air is eo rarifled that
water bolls before It is hot enough to
cook. If one wants a hot meal, ho
must bake or roast It. How. would
you like to live there? Si. Nicholas.
"Where to strike an attacking dog"
Is thus told by Zand and Water;
"When you have the good fortune to
be armed with a sbUlelah. do not.
says General Hutchinson, hit him
across the head and eyes: bear in
mlad that the front part of his fore
legs Is a far more vulnerable and Ben-
sitivespot. One or two well-anniu
ed blowaupon that unprotected placo
will generally disable the Btronsest
dog."
Relief for Indigestion. After a.
long illness, when the appetite first
returns, solid food la apt ta bring or
Indigestion, accompaniad by violent
pain. The ouly relief I have found
for this Ig to use half a teaspoonful of
carbonate of soda, dissolved in half a
goblet of water, and a teaspoopfqi of
essence of peppermint, taking a wina,
glassful every ten minutes till ?a
lleved.
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