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Editor and Poet.
'Twaa a man wrapped in an ample cloak,
TFoetie In his meln.
That treat Into the oSlee of
An .English magazine.
He gave nnto the editor
A paper eloselj writ :
"I wocW unto yoar Jedgmeat, sir,
A peem scbralt;
Pray reed It carefully and say
What that yon think of It."
SJo-wly the editor rend It through ;
On his brow an angry flash
There eame, as ho soMoqalaed
About "hogwash,""rot" and "slush." .
And he gave baek the manuscript
Unto the bard, and said:
"That ballad Is the very -worst
That I have ever read.
If I saeh trash as that should dare
Print In magazine.
Then men would call me a three-ply ass
And they would be right, I ween.
So, sirrah, take thee a stoat sawhorse.
Thereto a bucksaw good ;
Thy posey it is n, g. ;
Thy Hue is sawing wood."
When that the poet heard these words
He 'gan to fume and fldget.
And he eaid unto the editor,
Thni! srt n horl!nr idift f
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, Head o'or that balktd again, sirrah,
i Head o'er that ballad again,
' And then thy candid opinion give
ily name Is Alfred Ten "
"The heaven you say!" crledhe editor.
Astonished ; then he said,
"That poem is the finest thing
that I have ever read.
It shall appear this very month,"
And, kneeling on the ground,
He gave the Laureate a check
For 1,100.
ITS FAME WAS WOSTDEEFUL.
A Sketch of Pluck and Printer's Ink.
BY SYLVAIIS COBB, JK.
I shall cell no names, for my hero
ia living to-day a hale, hearty old
man, gliding down into the shadowy
vale surrounded and sustained by ev
ery oomfort that money can give. I
want to tell you how he came by his
money. I have told something of the
same kind once before, bat this is an
entirely different affair, and the two
must not be ooufounded ; and, if I re
member rightl, when I told the for
mer story the present hero had not
retired from business.
Jchabod Marvel, as wa may know
him, somewhere abont the year eigh
teen hundred and forty-four to 'forty
eight, went to New York in search of
business. He was a son of Maine,
born and reared smong the hills of
Oxford county, and at the age of thir
ty, or thereabouts, with a hundred
I dollars in his pocket, he set forth for
the far-away city to seek his fortune.
By a mere chance he formed, first,
the acquaintance of a man who had
acted in the capacity of clerk for a
celebrated pill maker, and he never
tired in listening to the story of the
wav3 and means adopted by the Pill
monarch for giving publicity to his
medicinal wares. Aud sbortry there
after he formed the acquaintance of
that genial, ever-bustling friend of
mammas and nurses, then just rising
into fame, for whose medicated loz-
Ijanzes the .gnfferimr children cried
i ooulinuaily.
"I swan to man !" said Ichabod,
"I b'Hev6 I ken dew that thing my
self. Aunt Nabby's cough medicine'll
be jest the checker L Sakes alive!
what a wonderful thing printer's ink
is if It's only slapped on in just the
right way. I'm blessed ef I don't
b'lieve I ken dew it!"
Aud he returned to his old home
and obtained his venerable aunt's rec
ipe for her cough medicine a simple
syrup, compounded from two or three
common garden herbs, properly steep
ed and fixed with a requisite quantity
of sugar, or, what was better, honey.
In the course of a month he had set
his aunt and her family into a fever of
excitement by the erection of a plain
building behind the barn and the set
ting therein of three enormous iron
boilers, capable of holding forty gal
lons each, with fire-pots beneath. I
had heard of his strange "carryings
on," and was wondering what he
eould be up to, when, one evening, he
called upon me at my dwelling. He
wished to consult me privately. I
took him into my study, where I
assured him we should not be Inter
rupted, ne seated nimseli by n:
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dek, looked carefully-around, anil
having seen all safe and secure, he
opened his business.
To make a long story short, he had
taken a hint from the wonderful suc
cess of the patent medieine men, and
was upon the eve of striking out for
himself. He had made up about a
barrel of syrup from his aunt's recipe;
had had bottles and phials manufac
tured to order, and was ready for
"making a spread with printer's ink."
He had read up thoroughly on the
subject of colds, and had consulted
j the old family physician, likewise.
; Said he, after all thLafaad been vouch
safed :
"Xaow, see, 'squire : Common
colds jest sich as we're bavin' every
day is the way a good many folks git
consumption. YVal then, don't you
see it stands to reason 'at what'II
cure eold's'Jl cure consumption, tew; j
or at any rate, it'll stop it, and that's
jest the same thing. So, as sure's
yew're born, this ere stuff at I've
made from Aunt Nab's
perscription
ran l De oeatior jest tnac Kind O work.
.! . a . m . .
Z I tell you, I'm
a goin' to
be a a
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"Why," eaid I, smiling in spite of
BBOWKYILLE, J8EBEASKA,
my effort to appear serious, "I should
say yon would be a benefactor of your
kind if"
"Ah ho! that's jest it jest the
idee't I was after. Yes, sir I'll be a
Benefactor! And naow look."
And thereupon! he took from a
breast pocket a package of papers
which he proceeded to spread upon
my desk. First, he presented a sheet
of foolscap, at the head of which, in
an enormouB hand, was set down the
nameJie liad chosen for his Wonder
ful Discovery :
"Mabvel's SIahvel. TheMakvel
of the Age!"
And then followed, as a finishing
up of the label :
"No more colds ! No more coughs!
No more weak lungs ! No mrfre con
sumption forever ! Marvel's Syrup i3
a never-failing specifio for every pos
sible affection of the lungs and bron
chial regions !'
The second sheet contained a story
of the way in which the wonderful
ingredients of the marvelous syrup
had been found, and how the pana
cea had been prepared, and was now
offered to the suffering world; and
that, too, at a price which would
leave no mortal with an excess for
being consumptive.
Papers three and four were trans
cripts of affidavits, and letters, and
personal narratives of people who had
aforetime received benefit from Aunt
Nabby Marvel's Cough.Syrup, other
wise, "Marvel's Marvel,"' etc. and
they had been framed skillfully. I
could see Icbabod's hand in them all,
and he had certainly Improved upon
the same sort of issues made by his
predecessors in the trade.
And all this material Ichabod want
ed me to put into shape for him. For
a time I hesitated, not only because I
thought the work nonsensical of it
self, but because I sincerely believed
it would be a waste of time and labor
on his part; but he finally prevailed
upon me or, an honest, involuntary
tear upon his cheek did and I went
at the work. I was two full days in
getting everything ready for the prin
ter O! "The Printer" was Icbabod's
anchor and ark his hope and his
stay and when he left me, it was
with the promise that he would re
port his success.
Two days later Icbabod came to me
in a state of glowing jubilation ; he
placed in my hand a paper. andasked
me if It was in proper form for print,
i rp.d it, and w cipia.d. it teas
from the hand of old Major Ben. Bab
son, a noted hero of the last war with
England, and a man eighty-five years
of age, and known by almost every
body In Oxford county aye, and in
Cumberland county, also. It was a
certificate from the veteran of a won
derful cure of lung trouble, worked
upon himself by "Marvel's Marvel,"
etc. Said Ichabod, after I had read it:
"Pooty slick, aint it? But it did
do the cure, though. Ther' aint no
slumpkin"bout that."
I fixed the major's certificate into
printable shape, and Ichabod went
away with It. The next thing I heard
of him was, that he bad raised a
thousand dollars by a mortgage on
his old aunt's homestead, and that
Major Babson had lent him another
thousand, and that almost the whole
of it had been paid for advertising! I
can only say, I shook my head, and
pitied the poor fellow in his infatua
tion. But when I next saw him he came
to pay me fifty dollars which he said
he considered he owed me. I had
seen his advertisements flaming in
the newspapers, but had not thought
of his success.
"Hev I succeeded ?" he cried, in
response to my question to that effect.
"Sakes alive! I've had to trust you
so fur, and I don't believe you'll blow
on me if I tell you all about it."
I assured him he might trust me,
and thereupon he drew forth a mem
orandum book.
"Naow see," and he went on to ex
plain. He said his first batch of syrup
had made just fifty gallons. His own
children, with such help as they got
from their mates, gathered his herbs,
but he had set down that Item of ex
pense at five dollars. He had been
wise enough to strike for a big lot of
sugar, which he got of Brown, of
Portland, for six cents a pound. In
fifty gallons of the syrup were five
hundred pounds of sugar thirty dol
lars. Two other ingredients cost about
two dollars more. Alcohol, one dol
lar. There was a cost of thirtv-ekrht
dollars, not counting his own time.
and that he chose to reckon at the
end of the year. Of that lot he made
five hundred bottles, holding about
three-quarters of a pint each, which
retailed at one dollar. He had thus
far sold to his wholesale agents at the
rate of four dollars and eighty cents a
dozen forty cents a bottle giving
him a profit, over all expenses, of one
hundred and sixty-two dollars for the
fifty gallons. He was explicit and
minute in his acoount, and I was re
ally interested. When I expressed a.
wonder that he should allow thoss
who were to sell after him to make a
greater profit than he made for him
self, he winked, and chuckled, end.
screwed his features into the most
comical contortions imaginable.
"Ha! wait!" he cried. "That's
only a dodge. Don't you see, I make
it for the Interest of them chaps to
push it to shove it ahead. They ken
make money on it; and then they
know how I'm slappin' on the print
er's ink. Hi! wait till the thing gits
bottom of its own. Wait till people
will have it whether or no. Jes' wait
till then, and then I'll slap np the
price. Within a year I'll Lev seven-
THURSDAY, MAY
ty-five cents into my own pocket for
every identikle bottle! You'll see."
When I asked him if he had sold
most of his fifty gallons, he returned
me a look of pitying wonder.
"Sarseand rhubarb!" he ejacula
ted, "you're as bad's Aunt Nab was.
She was frightened when she seed me
a Epllin' nigh on to tew barr'l3 o' su
gar, at she called It. Why, bless
your soul! I made my fifth mess yes
terday or, ray ther, I finished off yes
terday ; and in that wer' jest a hun
dred bottles, and they're all engaged
aheed; and I've writ to oleJohnB.
Brown to-day tew send me up fifty
barr'ls o sugar right off; and when I
go"daown tew Portland agin I shel
make a rap with him to hev my su
gar come right from the West Indies, J
straight. Sakes alive! it's a big
thing! Whew! them affldavles is
what does it. And then, d'you see,
I'vejgofe a thing 'at's got virtue In it.
It cures. It's good for colds. Bailly,
'Squire, It's jest what I publish it
makin' je3t a bit of allowance for the
nateral nater of Printer's Ink tew
spread and mystify. D'you see?"
I law and understood. And now,
in just a word, let me give the result
as it developed under my own obser
vation. The man possessed pluck, shrewd
ness, perseverance, and tireless ener
gy, with just a safe admixture of im
pudence and audacity. He grasped a
thing that had real virtue at the bot
tom, so that his wildest flights of fan
cy in advertising were "founded on
faot." And, above all else, he made
Printer's Ink his chief force and pow
er. About two years after he had be
come firmly established, I saw in his
hand an order from his General Can
adian Agent, located fn Montreal, for
six hundred dozen bottles "Marvel's
Marvel," to be sent immediately. To
day Ichabod Marvel is retired from
the toils of driving business, worth
more than a million ; and eery dol
lar of it made from a simple decoction
of two or three common New Eng
land weeds that, and a salve of
Printer's Ink. JV. Y. Ledger.
She SeTTcd-on Bis Buttons.
Old Blummer is tight-fisted. Sev
eral days ago he said to his wife:
"Maria. I want you to look over that
broadcloth vest of mine and put new
buttons on it, 'cause I'm going to a
card-parO1 tu-uigut."
"But,' Ely," answered Mrs. Blum
mer, "I haven't any buttons to match
that vest; and "
"Thunder!" broke in Blummer,
"the idea of a woman keeping house
a long as you have, an' pretendin to
be out of buttons. By George! I
b'ieve you'll ask me for money to
bay 'em with next."
That evening Blummer hurried
through Tils supper and began array
ing himself for the card-party. Pres
ently he called for the broadcloth vesti
snd Mrs. Blummer, with marvelous
promptitude, handed it to him. He
took it, hastily unfolded it, and then,
ss his eye took in his complete ap
fearance, he stood as one transfixed.
It was a six-button vest, and there
were six buttons on it, and the dazed
optics of Blummer observed that the
fiist, or top one, was a tiny pearl
shirt-button, and that the next one
wm.ii brass army-overcoat button
with XT. S. gleaming upon it, and that
number'three was an oxydrzsd-silver
affair, and that number four was a
horn button, evidently from the back
of one of the Puritan fathers' coats,
and then came a suspender-button,
and then, as the dazzled eye3 of old
Blummer reached the bottom button
a poker-cblp (found in Blummer'a
pocket) with two holes punched
through it he gave a snort that made
the chandelier jingle. There is, after
all, a finesense of humor ahout Blum
mer, and he laughed till he oried.
And there won't be any button-money
grudged in that household here
after. Spring in the Country.
Fitznobbler, who had got tired of
clerking in a notion store in the city,
came out on the first of April to spend
a month among his cousins on a farm,
and, having promised an editorial
friend some farm items, sends the fol
lowing: FARM XOTES FOR APKIX.
The bellowing of cattle ;
The neighing of horses ;
The bleating of sheep;
The squealing of pis ;
The gabbling of geese ;
The cackling of heas ;
The crowing of roosters ;
The whack of the ax ;
Tbe "whoa-haw" of the plow boy ;
The creaking of tbe grind-stone ;
The blowing of the horn ;
And the old farmer Mowing every
body up from 4 o'clock in the morn
ing till bed time.
Ice for Diphtheria.
O. E. Miles, of Cedar Rapids, Iowa,
says he cured his wife of diphtheria,
after kerosene nnd sulphur had been
tried in vain, by the use of ice, having
her hold pieces in her throat, where j
the white fungus was formed, and ap-
plying it in oloths on the outside. The'
applications were renewed as last as
they disappeared, and soon the pa
tient was out of danger. Mr. Miles'
theory is that the low temperature
caused by the ice kills the deadly
fungus.
A wife in the house ia worth two in
the Blreet.
29, 18T9.
DEATH OF AX ECCEXTBIC 3IAX.
Interesting Incidents, Wkieh Suott
HoirEasy itZHiglit Hare Been for
a Crazy 3Ioh to commit an Ir
reparable Crime Upon an
Innocent 3Ian.
Troy (Kas.) Chief.
John Thomas died at his home In
Iowa Township, on Saturday last, and
was buried at Highland, Sunday af
ternoon. His age was about 03 years.
Mr. Thomas was the man whom
the Atchison Patriot, last week, re
ported as having been beaten nnd
robbed by his hired man. The inci
dents of this affair are instructive, as
showing how often the mob spirit is
aroused to the commission of atroci
ties, by excited imaginations, vague
rumors, or by making strong circum
stantial evidence out of trival matters.
In this case, had not the facts been
revealed in time, an innocent young
man might have suffered wrong, if
not death.
Mr. Thoma3 was a bachelor, living
on his farm, between Iowa Point and
Highland. The only person living
with him was a young hired man,
named Price. Some days ago, Thom
as was paid a debt of $d64 by Charles
Jackson, placing the money in his
pocketbook, and carrying it with him.
That day or the next, he had occasion
to go with his wagon to the saw-mill
near the mouth of Wolf Biver, for
some lumber. While there, he saw a
large cat-fish which some fishermen
had for sale. He purchased a piece
of this fish, and was about taking out
his pocket book to pay for It, when
he remembered the large amount of
money he had in it, which he did not
wish to expose to the view of strang
ers and stragglers about the mill. He
therefore remarked to the proprietor
of the mill that he had no change
with him, asking him if he would
not pay for the fish, and charge it to
his account, which the other did.
Thomas then returned home with the
lumber, and having eaten dinner,
partly composed of the cat fish, he
had hi3 hired man shave him, as was
his custom. After performing this
operation, the young man went to
Highland, on business. Upon his re
turn, he found Mr. Thomas lying on
his face upon the floor, his head and
face bloody and much bruised, and
he apparently lifeless. He ran for
me nf the neighbors, who quickly
came to the scene. As they liftetl
Thoma3 from the floor and placed
him on the bed, they noticed Priee
standing outside, looking in at the
window, with a terrified look. This
was a circumstance that was construed
Into a feeling of guilt. Mr. Thomas's
pockets were examined, and some
$-50 or $60 were found in his pocket
book, whieh convinced them that he
had not been assaulted for the purpose
of robbery. Thomas was at length
Drought to consciousness, but had no
recollection of what had happened
him. He was shown the money
which bad been found upon him, to
convince him that he had not been
robbed. Heatoncedemanded toknow
where the other $664 was, that he had
In his pocket. Bight here occurs a
remarkable mixture of keen recollec
tion and forgetfulness of things occur
ring neartogether, and of imagination
of things that had never oceorred.
When he was told that no other mon
ey was found, he exclaimed that he
had been robbed. He stated the ex
act amount of money that he had re
ceived from Mr. Jackson, describing
minutely the bills, large and small,
that he had received, even to the two
$2 bills that went to complete the sum
of $664. He also recollected that he
had written a receipt for Mr. Jaekson
which he had forgotten to sign before
delivering to him whieh turned out
to be the fact. This largo sum of
money, he declared, he had in his
pocket when he returned home.
Then it flashed upon his recollection,
that while his hired man was shaving
him, he had taken a club and struck
him on the head. He remembered
that, all afterward was dark. :
The hired man saw, from the signs f
and movements, that be was looked I
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upon witn suspicion and aisfavor.
He remarked that there wa3 $20 due
from Mr. Thomas for wages, aud that
if they would pay him off, he would
go away. Here was another sign of
guilt. He wanted an exeoee to get
away with his booty. One of tboae
extra wise Individuals who ean be
found in any community, was'&rmed
with a revolver, and set as a dete
tive to watch young Price, to fasten
the guilt' upon him, and discover
where he had hid the money. It was
even contemplated to hang him up
by the neek until he was almost dead,
to force him to a confession. Bat be
fore this was fully determined upon,
some one recolleeted some expreesion
that Thomas had made relative to
business with an individual living
some distance away. A messenger
was sent to that place, to enquire if
he knew anything of tbe $664. He
replied that he knew nothing of it ;
adding, that Priee wbs tbe man who
knew where it was, and they had
'better string him np at once. About
thi3 time, Mr. Daniel Boatman, a far
mer in the neighborhood, having got
wind of what was transpiring, ap
peared upon the scene. He brought
the $664, in bills precisely as describ
ed by Mr. Thoma3. He said that
Thomas bad passed bis house,
on bis way borne from the
saw mill, and entering the house, had
handed the package of money to Mrs.
Boatman, telling her to keep it for
him, till he called for it. She did not j
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know what to make of it, and dis
liked to have so large a sum of money
in the house. Thomas had formerly
boarded with them, and doubtless
feeling unsafe carrying the money
alone over those solitary roads, it had
probably occurred to him that he
could safely tru3fe It with Mrs. Boat
man. But thl3 transaction had en
tirely escaped his memory, while he
recollected distinctly that hia hired
man, while shaving him, had felled
him with a club. But this relieved
Price from the surveillanoe of the
amateur detective, and from the
hands of a mob that was already
thirsting for his blood.
An examination of Thomas wonnda
and his condition left no -doubt that
he had fallen in an epileptic fit, hav
ing bruised his head and face in- the
fall, and no doubt in his subsequent
struggles. It wa3 afterward ascer
tained that Mr. Thomas had been
seen out of doors, carrying in a load of
wood, after he was shaved, and after
the hired man had departed for Sigh
land. Mr. Thomas was from Nicholas Co.,
Ky., and went to Iowa Point in the
Spring of 1S57. For a time he clerked
in the store of X. K. Stout He was
asingularman In appearance, and ec
centric in character. He was a bach
elor, living sometimes alone, and
sometimes with a hired man. His
house was hardly fit for a stable. He
was considered miserly, but was a
kind-hearted man nevertheless. He
loaned considerable money, but
would never receive more than 10-per
cent, interest. He would seldom
Tote, and for some years managed to
avoid assessment for taxes, saying
that he did not want to be made pay
for public extravagance. But of late
years he had concluded to pay his
share of taxe3, and honestly gave in
his property. He was worth, In
money and land about, $20,000 or $25,
000. He has several brothers In Mis
souri, who are also wealthy.
In nddition to the epileptic fit, Mr.
Thomas had something like hemor
hage of the bowels, doubtless hast
ened hi death. A few days before
his death, he remarked that he had
often thought of being baptised, and
determined to have the rite performed
then, by a Campbellite minister, even
if it hastened his death. He was tak
en to the small creek near his house,
and immersed. His brother then ob-1
served to him, that all his brothers
and sisters had as mneh money ae
they needed ; that he had been living
in that neighborhood for more than
twenty years, and ought to give some
thing to aid the Campbellite church
of that vicinity. He replied that he
would leave it$20C0 in his will ; before
he could carry his intention into ef
fect, he became ineapebie of willing
and died. But no doubt his brother
will see that tbe idea of his own seg
gestlon is carried out.
An Innocent llaa Sated.
Newspaper readers will remember
the savage, scowling "I'11-stab-you-yet"
face of England's Criminal Phe
nomenon, Charles Peace, who figured
so much on type and tongue a few
months ago. Just before his- execu
tion, this notorious outlaw made it
known that he had murdered Cook,
the Manchester policeman, for whieh
crime WilliamHabron, ayoung Irish
man, wa3 soon to be hung. A clever
dodge on the part of Peace the pub
lic thought, to provoke investigation
and thus gain respite. So Peace was
hung. Shortly afterward the Cock
murder was again looked into in ac
cordance with the suggestion of
Peace. It wa3 found that the- bullet
which killed the policeman fitted the
executed man's revolver, and that It
did not fit young Habron's weapon.
Other point3 were revived, and Ha
bron was released from the- Portland
prison. He was not informed of the
pardon, batsupposed that be was soon
to be hung. His neok had been
measured a few days before. At last
It dawned upon him gradually that
he was not to die. The relief affected
his nervous system, but, under good
treatment, he rallied, and ia now a
happy man. Thus, after an impris
onment of three years and within a
step of the gallows, an innocent man
is saved from martyrdom to law.
The Extermination of Borers
Mrs. Arthur Gal pin, of WaierviHe,
Kxi., tells how she exterminated
borers in her box-elder trees :
"The bore? commenced operations
about two feet from the grooad, and
gradually worked up the trunk in a
semi eircle. Now, I was determined
he should nnt kill my trees, so I dosed
him liberally with eoai oil, but it
didn't seers to hurt his digestion a
partiele. I was in a dilemma what to
do next. I ootild not get him oat with
a knitting needle, and I thought if
the tree most die, I would experi
ment on it anyway, so I took stroog
spirits of ammonia, (hartshorn), and I
poured it into all the wounds. I then
took bar soap and made a salve of it
and plastered over all those old
woend-s on tbe tree. To ray great re-
lief I found that I had at last beaded !
tbe borer, and now the trees are as j
well and hearty as the rest that were
not troubled. They bad only bored
two trees when I succeeded in exter
minating them." Kansas Fktrmer.
Some men are so everlasting lazy
that not even the "spar of the mo
ment" is penetrating enough to set
them in motlea.
e&ebste4attesctia.jas. w.?m
as- All trasseatadretgiseB)ssmgt- ae 3al$
ferln advance. r
OFFICIAL PAPER'.OF THEGOHWH
JEPFEBSON'S S0
An old SHlg&o and Ills Strang Sto
rj.
A few days ago, a reporter of tbo
Journal ascertained that a colored
man in the employ of Br. W. C
Tbompaon, w&3 possessed of a history
at once strange and interesting, and,,
with a v-lew of ascertaining She facta
connected with this person, soughs
the doctor out.
"Yes," said he in response to fhe
reporter's question, "I have in my
employ an aged colored man, whom
I have no doubt is the son of Mr.
Thomas Jefferson, third President of
the United States, He baa frequenU
ly told me of bis reasons for believing
himself such, and I make no doubt
whatever of the truth of hia state
ments. I have known him for a
number of years, and believing tho
word of Robert Jeffersofi. aa reedSly
as I would the oath of any mas. Ho
lives at 185 Minerva street, and will bo
pleased to see yon. Give blm a call
and hear what be has got to say."
Shortly after the hour of noon, yes
terday, the reporter found himself on
the corner of North and' Minerva
streets, and turning to his left, south
ward looked for the number- to whloh
he had been directed. The second
house south of North street provadi to
be the ono for which be sought
Large evergreen trees cast their shad
ows on the front of the house, a two
story frame, simple in architecture
and neat in appearaneot He knocked
at the door, and after a moment's,
pause the summons was answered by
a colored man, xatber below tha me
dium height, apparently sixty years
of age, a dark mulatto in color, and
with hair straight and blaek.
"Does Mr. Jefferson reside her?"
"He does."
"And is this he?"
"It is. Won't joa eocse fes.3-" and;
the reporter entered.
Tbe door opened into a parlor, on
the floor of whieh was a carpet of
modest design, and whieh was' well
furnished. Everything presenting a.
scrupulously neat and e!en appear
ance, from the different articles of fur
niture to tbe central objection of at
traction, their quaint-looking propri
etor, Mr. J'efieraoa hi owe 11 The re
porter made known his errand a3 ho
seated himself on thesofa, and watch
ed the effect of his anBouneement en
tbe old gentleman. He at first ap
peared surprised and, answered, after
some hesitation "Yes, I belitive I am
the son of Thomas Jeflersoo, I have
every reason to believe him to be my
father, and no reason to think contra
ry." After sonae perseaei! &b the- pert
of tbe interviewer, the old gentlemau
eon tinned :
"Jit is a short story,, aaxd easily told.
My mother was a slave girl, a to! and
handsome woman belonging to Mr.
Christian, of Charleston, Ya. Thom
as Jefferson and my mother's master
were warm personal friends, and fre
quently exchanged visits, Mr. Jeffer
son passing a good deal of his time in
Chariestown, and In Mr. Christian i
house. My motbe? was one of t he
housemaids during tbe time he pass
ed at her master's bouse. Her name
was Millie Reddiferd, and she was
said to be a very pretty women In hcr
young days, artboogh a dork mulatto
in color. I was born in the month of
Mareh, 1S03, at Chariestown, and am
consequently seventy-six year old at
the present time. I ean remember
my master's bouse and grounds very
well, and have myself seen Thomas
Jefferson. My Mother and all of her
people always told me that he- was
my father, and I have no reason t-
doubt them. My mother was un
married, and Mr. Christian himself
said that my name was Jefferson, and
be gave me the aarrte that I now bear,,
that of Robert Jefferson. These are
my reasons for believing myself cis.
son. I suppose I am really hs of!
spring. I eame to Madison, Indiana,
sn 1S54, and removed here the year
following. I built this, house, the"
the only one Bear here, except aa o. i
farm house. I saved what money I
could, and edueoted my two daugh
ters. One of them married a St.
Louis man, the proprietor of 'Robia -son's
Toaaorial Parlor,' in that city
He died a short time ago, and sLa
sold his shop for $11,000, going fo Kvy
with her water, Mrs. SeaKb, wh.
lives with her husband, in Pana, II
My wife died five years ago, aia
sinee that time I have lived alone.' -
JMiamapoS Journal.
Ike Weasaa lYhe Deabts.
The woaaas who doubts eafcerd
Detroit ash store the ether day Kttu
hesitating s4ep, and after look i;,
arouad upon various piles of the'Sm.y
tribe, she turned to the preprret .
and asked :
"Do you keep fish here ?
"No, na adame," was the prompt :c
ply. "We keep hardware and gr ,.
eories here, out you will find a fiih
store four doors below. Come to tLu
door and I will show you."
She looked from him to the fish ai.i
baek, hesitated, asd he coatiiteed:
"Caa I sell you any tblsg'm thelfi.
of stoves to-day ?'
She shook her bead and walked oui.
She didn't eall at four doors heiow
whieh fe a tobeeeo siere, hot she Jor.k
ed into the windows at the display of
pipes, then baek to the Ash stow, ar a
somehow or other something pu2ze
ed her. DeiraH Fne Fress.
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