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. JC. J -- V fc' 1 M M I t It t S' THE RED CLOUD CHIEF. M.L.THOSHS Editor. HE I) CLOUD. NEBRASKA. Sleep. BT AKDKRW B. 8AXTOK. be weary portals of tbe sight we close; And. In the hark of Eomnnr, sails onfurled. In snowy wreaths or cloud, our souls are hurled At mercy or each fltrul fcreeie that blows. Then from the deptas that prescience nerer knows. We through a Tarled flood or dreams are whirled. And wake to find the Me-rtream that has curled Forages round our planer, changeless flows. And so, when drowsy death shall seal our eyes. An! from lameatlng Mends we pass away. It may be that, awaklDg. we shall rise Re re. hed and strengthened for a loiger stay. And find the same old earth, the same blue skies That we but lost In slumber yesterday. Scrlbner ror October. A MATRIMONIAL ADVERTISE MENT. BY DI AMOND. "Toast burned to a crisp! coffee like mud! and beefsteak as tough as leather! I'd like to know how in thunder a man is going to live on such stuff as this! I'll die of indigestion in less than a week i f Ifkeep on in th is way. Here, Bridget, take this mess away, and just pack up as quickly as you ever did anything in your life," growled Mr. Aaron Allen, as he arose from the table, giving it a vio lent push that set the dishes rattling Bridget sullenly set to work, and Mr. Allen strode out of the room, banging the door behind him. "Well," he muttered, as he reached his study and threw himself into a chair. "This is a go! Five cooks in as many weeks, and no prospect of any thing better. It will certainly drive me distracted trying to live in this way. I do hate to break up and board after keeping house so long. If Sophia hadn't made such a goose of herself she might be here yet, and all would be well." Mr. Allen was a middle-aged bache lor, whose maiden sister, a few years younger than he, had always directed his household affairs since the death of their mother, twenty years previously, when Sophia was a gin of sixteen. They had always lived peaceably enough until about two months since, when Sophia took mortal umbrage at her brother. For Miss Sophia had a pet parrot, a beautiful, talkative bird, which she was very fond of; but one unlucky day she unthinkingly left the cage door open and weut out calling. Her brothercame from his business before she returned; and a sight met his eyes which set his quick temper in a blaze at once. On his study table sat Poll, busily engaged in tearing into minute bits some of his most important documents, which she had pulled from the half-open drawers while over what few remained untouch ed by her bill streams of ink were pour ing from the overturned stand. "Fun! fun! line fun I" shouted Foil, pausing a moment in her work of de struction, and cocking up one eye ma liciously at the intruder. "Yes, I'll make it fun for you, you scoundrel, you you " sputtered Mr Allen, using, I am afraid, a few not very refined expressions, and seizing Poll unawares, he thrust her into the cage,and rushing out on the street, gave her to the first person he met. Miss Sophiasoon came home, and missing her bird, made inquiries, when her brother at once related the whole affair. His sister stormed and fumed and raged, calling him "a cruel monster," and ended by declaring she would not remain in a house where she was so abused. Mr. Allen, in a passion, told her to do as she liked about it; it was immaterial to him whether she went or remained ; so she departed without even leaving her future address, but her brother had no fears on heraccount. She had relatives and plenty of money, and she was cer tainly old enough to take care of her self. The cook, who had been in the family for years, left when Miss Sophia did, declaring that she "would not be bossed over by a man." Mr. Allen, thinking it would be easy to fill her place, had taken five in succession from the intelligence office, with what suc cess we have already seen. "Hum!" mused Mr. Allen, aloud, a habit he had when alone. "If I knew where Sophia was, I'd send for her, even if she did act foolishly, but I don't know, so there's an end of that. Heighho! what's a house worth without a woman to manage it, anyway? Something's got to be done, and soon, too. I can't live in tins way any longer. I believe I'll get married!" looking around half frightened at his termerity in giving utterance to such a thought. "But wouldn't Sophia fume then ! Still, there's nobody I exactly take a fancy to. Miss Boggs is too old," (vain man) Miss Stepup too vain and extravagant, and I don't know of any nice widows." He sat a moment pondering deeply on this important matter, then a light broke over his face. "Tne very thing! Why didn't I think of it before;" and he sat down before his desk, and drawing pen. ujk, ana paper toward him, commenced writing. After frequent pauses and much reflection, he finally laid down his pen, and read over what he had written. "I guess that will do," he said ; "what an old fool I am ; but then I really don't see any other way out of my dilemma.' Miss Sophia, on leaving her brother's house, had immediately gone to a cous in's residing about sixty miles distant and soon made herself quite at home. The New York papers came in daily and she always perused them with in terest One day, in glancing over the advertisements, one among the "Per sonals" caught her eye, and she read it over carelessly, then again with more UllClWU A middle-aged gentleman of wealth and position is desirous of opening a correspondence with a lady of educa tion and refinement, with a view to matrimony. Address 'Alpha,' 'Herald .Office," "WelV mused Hiss Sophia, drawing I a long breath, "I wish, I really wish I dare do it There can't be any harm in tiying, anyway. Wouldn't Aaron be astonished if I should get married after alir An hour later found Miss Sophia on the way to the postoffice, with a letter hidden in her pocket which made her heart throb strangely every time she thought of it The missive was sent and an answer anxiously awaited, which came in due season addressed to "An gelica," in a rather stiff, unnatural hand' she thought, but then her correspond ent might be disguising his hand-writing as she had hers. Miss Sophia now made frequent excursions to the postoflhe, and one day she returned home in quite a flutter, and ran up to her room at once, whereshe again perused the letter which she had read while walking slowly home along the quiet country road. "He wants m e to appoint a meeting,' she mused. "And matters have reached such a point that of course I can't re fuse to do so, and I don't know that I would if I could, fori will acknowledge that I am just as anxious to see him as he is to see me. I do wonder what he is like?" and she went off into a train of musing and conjecture which we will not attempt to follow. A few davs subsequent to Miss So phia's soliloquy, on a beautiful, bright May morning, she donned h2r most be coming apparel, and quietly leaving the house, made her way to the one hotel of which the village boasted, where she called for a private parlor, and sat down to wait with what patience she might, for the coming ot her correspondent. A few moments of anxious expectancy, then the door slowly opened, and some one entered, closing it behind him. Miss Sophia, peering through her thick veil, saw no handsome stranger, but could she believe her eyes, her brother, Aaron Allen! He approached her. "Angelica," he said, softly. Miss Sophia threw aside her veil and sprang to her feet. "Aaron Allen!" she cried, "what are you doing here?" "Wh' why Sophia," stammered Mr. Allen, utterly confounded by thi3 sud den denouement "you here?" "Yes, Aaron Allen, I am here; and I want to know what you mean by ad dressing me by that name," demanded his sister. "What name?" asked Mr. Allen, ut terly bewildered. "Angelica," replied Miss Sophia.blush ing in spite of herself. "I oh, I made a mistake in the per son ; that's all, replied Mr. Allen, con fusedly. "I'd like to know what you are doing here, Sophia?" "That's my business, Aaron," she re retorted sharply. "And now tell me whom you mistook me for?" "Well, Sophia, I may as well inform you that I am engaged to be married," said Mr. Allen, sheepishly, "and came here by appointment to meet the la dy." "And and was her name Angelica?" asked Miss Sophia, breathlessly, a fear ful suspicion beginning to dawn upon her. "And is yours Alpha?" "By Jove! Sophia, you don't mean Thunderation! wn at a confounded pair of fools we have beeu!" ejaculated Mr. Alien, as me iruin nasneu upon lam. "1 think the best thing we can do is to go home, and live as we have done for hu many years, ana let matrimony go for the future." And Miss Sophia was of the same opinion. Waverley Magazine. Down in a Siver Mine, Those who have never personally in spected the lower levels of our mines may obtain some idea of the degree of heat to be found therein by visiting the Savage works at the change of shifts. The men packed together as close as they can stand on the cage are popped up out of the shaft all steaming hot for all the world like a bunch of aspar agus just lifted from the pot. They make their appearance in a cloud of steam that pours up continuously from the "depths profound," and are dimly seen until they step forth upon the floor of the works. As the men land and separate each carries with him for half a minute, his own private cloud of va por. As this passes off, the man is seen to be naked from the waist up, his skin as wet as though he had just been lifted out of a pool of water. The men bring up with them beside the steaman amount of heat that may be felt by the spectator as they pass. All this is at the top of the shaft where it is considered quite cool, what then must it be hundreds of feet below, where the men started from down where the water stands at 1T5 Fahrenheit? Down there no steam is seen, it is too hot for it It is onlv when the hot, moist air coming up from the lower regions strikes the cool air to ward the top of the shaft that it takes the form of steam. Down there where the men come from you must keep your hands off the pump column and the pipes, and if you pick up any iron tool you will at once put it down without being told to do so. Down there they handle things with gloves on, or wrap rags about the drills they are guiding and iron apparatus they are moving, and down there, too, you will learn to keep your mouth shut, after you have drawn a few mouthtuls of hot air into your lungs. Perspire? It is no name for it You are like a sponge that is being squeezed. You are ready to believe that you have 10,000,000 pores to the square inch of surface, or as many more as any author ity may mention, and that all of these pores are as big as the cells of a honey comb. You go for ice-water, and it al most seems to hiss as it passes down your throat, you keep going for it, and thus, in a short time, find out what be comes of the tons and tons of ice that are daily consumed in the mines. Ke main among the miners an hour or two and when you are finally popped out at the top of the shaft, all red-hot and steaming among the other asparagus sprouts, you will appreciate the beauty, the light, and the coolness of the upper world. Virginia (Net)) Enterprise. Princess Isabella was immediately married by proxy, and received the title of Queen of England. Froissart, a cel ebrated historian living at that epoch, says: "It was very pretty to see her, young as she was, practicing how to act the quean." In a few days. King Richard arrived from England with a gay and numer ous retinue of titled ladies to attend his little bride, After many grand festi vals they were married and were taken in state to England, where the Baby Queen was crowned in the famous Westminster Abbey. Cecilia Cleve land, in St. Nicholas Maryland and Other Cookery. The Chesapeake has conferred upon Baltimore the title of the "gastronomic capital" of the country. The fish, the game and the reptiles of its generous waters, and the traditions of the Mary land kitchen, have made Baltimore the Mecca toward which the eyes of all American bon-vivants are turned with a veneration that dyspepsia cannot im pair, riaces have their dishes and ex ult in them. New England points with pride to an unsullied record of pump kin pies. New Orleans has its pompano, and boasts it much as Greenwich does its white-bait la San Francisco you win the confidence of the Californian by praising his coppery oysters and say ing that they remind you of "Osteiid penn'orths," or Dublin's Bur ton-Bindins, and that, after all, the true taste of the "natives" is only acquired in waters where there is a great excess of cop per in suspension. At Norfolk, the sa cred dish that is offered upon the altar of hospitality is the hog-fish. Tne mod est New Yorker, in the acerbity of the lenten season, asks his foreign friend if he ever saw anything like "our shad.' In Albany you partake of "beef " sliced from a Hudson river sturgeon ; a fish of which cutlets from the shoulders are served in San Francisco te excellent purpose as filets de sole. Chicago has been heard to speak of white fish. In Calcutta one inwardly consumes with curry. Bird's nest soup, made from the gelatinous and insipid secretion of the sea swallow, is the dish of honor at Shanghai But Baltimore rests not its reputation upon the precarious tenure of a single dish; it sits in complacent contemplation of the unrivaled variety of its local market and calmly forbids comparison. While the Chesapeake con tinues to give it its terrapins, its can vasbacks, its oysters and its fish, this maybe done with safety; and among the pleasantest recollections that a stranger may have shall be those of a Maryland kitchen in the '-season." Via iters from the mother country seldom overlook it and they have recorded their sentiments ever since the old col onial days. In these days of rapid tran sit it were strange if our trans-Atlantic cousins did not know more about it; and Liverpool receives many a crate of canvasbacks, many a barrel of choice oysters, and many a can of terrapin cunningly packed in Baltimore. There have recently been dinners given in London and Paris, at which every arti cle of food upon the table came from America. W. M. La fan, in Scribner for November. A Child Queen. I wonder how many of the little girl readers of St. Nicholas are fond of his tory ? If th6y answer candidly, I do not doubt that a large proportion will de clare they prefer the charming stories they find in St Nicholas to the dull pages of history, with its countless bat tles and murdered sovereigns. But history is not every bit dull, by any means, as you will find if your elder sisters and friends will select portions for you to read that are suitable to your age and interests. Perhaps you are very imaginative, and prefer fairy tales to all others. I am sure, then, that you will like the story I am about to tell you, of a little French princess, who was mar ried and crowned Queen of England when only eight years old, and who be came a widow at twelve. This child-sovereign was born many hundred years ago in 13S7 at the pal ace of the Louvre in Paris, of whose noble picture gallery I am sure you all have heard if, indeed, many of you have not seen it yourselves. She was the daughter of the poor King Charles VI, whose misfortunes made him in sane, and for whose amusement playing cards were invented, and of his quesn, Isabeau of Bavaria, a beautiful but very wicked woman. Little Princess Isabella was the eldest of twelve chil dren. She inherited her mother's beau ty, and was petted by her parents and the entire court of France. King Richard II, of England, who was a widower about thirty years old, was urged to marry again ; and, instead of selecting a w'fe near his own age, his choice fell upon little Princess Isa bella. "She is much too young," he was told. "Even in five or six years she will not be old enough to be married." The king, however, thought this objection too trifling to stand in the way of his marriage, and saying, "The lady's age is a fault that every day will remedy," he sent a magnificent embassy to the court of France, headed by the Archbishop of Duliin, and consisting of earls, mar shals, knights, and squires of honor un counted, with attendants to the number of five hundred. When the embassy reached Paris,and the offer of marriage had been formally accepted, the archbishop and the earls asked to .ee the little princess who was soon to become their queen. At first the French Council refused, saying so young a child was not prepared to ap pear on public occasions, and they could not tell how she might behave. The English noblemen were so solicitous, however, that at last she was brought before them. The earl marshal imme diately knelt before her, and said, in the old fashioned language of the time: "Madam, if it please God, you shall be our lady and queen." Queen Isabeau stood at a little dis tance, curious and anxious, no doubt to know how her little daughter would answer this formal address. To her great pleasure, and the great surprise of all present Princess Isabella replied: "Sir, if it please God and my father that! be Queen of England, I shall be well pleased, for I am told I shall then be a great lady." Then, giving the marshal her tiny hand to kiss, she bade him rise from his knees, and leading him to her mother, she presented him to her with the grace and ease of a mature woman.1. According to the fashion of the time, Mars. When Gaiileo turned toward Mars the telescope with which he had discov ered the moons of Jupiter, the crescent form of venus, and many other wondera in the heavens, he was altogether dis appointed. His telescope was indeed too small to show any features of inter est in Mars, though the planet of war is much nearer to us than Jupiter. M ars is but a small world. The diameter of the planet is about 4,400 miles, that of our earth being nearly 8,000. Jupiter, though much farther away, ha3 his im mense diameter of more than 80,000 miles to make up, and much more than make up, for tne effect of distance. With his noble system of moons he ap pears a remarkable object even with a small telescope, but Mars shows fewer features of interest even with telescopes of considerable size. It was not then, till very powerful telescopes had been constructed that arstronomers learned what we now know about Mars. It is found his surface is divided into land and water, like the surface of our own earth. But his seas and oceans are not nearly so large compared with his continents and lands. You know on our own earth the water covers so much larger surface than the land that the great continents are in reality islands. Europe, Asia and Africa together form one great island; North and South America another, not quite so large; then come Australia, Greenland, Mada gascar, and so forth ; all the land3 being islands, larger or smaller. On the other hand, except the Caspian and the Sea of Aral, there are no large seas entirely land bound. In the case of Mars, a very different state of things prevails, as you will see from the three accompanying pictures (hitherto unpublished), drawn by the famous English observer, Dawes, called the Eagle-eyed. The third and best was drawn with a telescope con structed by your famous optician, Al van Clark, of Cambridge, Massachu setts. The dark parts are the seas, the light parts being land, or in some case3 cloud or snow. But in these pictures most of the lighter portions represent land ; for they have been seen often so shaped, whereas clouds, of course.would change in shape. The planet Mars, like our earth.turns on its axis, so that it has day and night as we have. The length of its day is not very different from that of our own. Our earth turns once on its axis in but before reading on, try to complete this sentence for yourself. Every one knows the earth's turning on its axis produces day and night, and nine per sons out of ten, if asked how long the earth takes in turning round her axis, will answer, 24 hours; and if asked how many times she turns on her axis in a year, will say 3G3 times, or if dis disposedto be very exact, 'about mol. times. But neither answer is correct. The earth turns on her axis about oGO times in each year, and each turning occupies 23 hours 56 minutes and 4 sec onds and 1 tenth of a second. We, tak ing the ordinary day as the time of a turning or rotation, lose count of one rotation each year. It is necessary to mention this, in order that when I tell you how long the day of Mars is, you may be able correctly to compare it with our own day. Mars, then, turns on his axis in 24 hours 37 minutes 22 seconds and 7 tenth-parts of a second. So that Mars requires 41 minutes 18 seconds and 6 tenths of a second longer to turn his small body once round than our earth requires to turn round her much larger body. The common day of Mars is, however, only about S9 minutes lon ger than our common day. Mars has a long year, taking no less than 6S7 our days to complete his cir cuit round the sun, so that his year lasts only about one month and a half less than two of ours. Like the earth, Mars has seasons, for his polar axis, like that of the earth, is aslant and at one part of his year brings his northern regions more fully into sunlight at which time summer pre vails there and winter in his southern regions; when at the opposite part of his year his southern regions are turned more fully sunward and have their summer, while winter prevails over his northern regions. Around his poless around the earth's there are great masses of ice, insomuch that it is very doubtful whether any inhabitants of Mars have been able to penetrate to its poles, any more than Kane or Hayes or Nares or Parry, des pite their courage and endurance, have been able to reach our northern pole, or Cook or Wilkes or James Ross our ant arctic pole. In the summer of either hemisphere of Mar?, the north polar snows become greatly reduced in extent as is natural, while in winter they reach to low lati tudes, showing that in parts of the planet corresponding to the United States, or mid-Europe, as to latitude, bitter cold must prevail for several weeks in succession. Prof. R. A. Proc tor, in SL Nicholas. with you in enduring form. How the shadows leap, and skulk, and hover about! Light and darkness are in per petual tilt and warfare, with first the one unhorsed, then the other. The friendly and cheering fire, what acquain tance we make with it! We had almost forgotten there was such an element we had so long known only its dark offspring, heat. Now we see the wild beauty unchanged and note its manner and temper. How surely it creates its own draft and sets the currents going. as force and enthusiasm always will! It carves itself a chimney out of the fluid and houseless air. A friend, a minis tering angel in subjection; a fiend, a fury, a monster, ready to devour the world, if ungoverned. By day it bur rows in the ashes and sleeps ; at night it comes forth and sits upon its throne of rude logs, and rules the camp a sover eign queen. Near camp stood a tall, ragged yellow birch, its partially cast-off bark hanging in crisp sheets or dense rolls. "That tree needs the barber," said Aaron, "and shall have a call from him to-night." So after dark he touched a match into it and we saw the flames creep up and wax in fury until the whole tree and it main branches stood wrapped in a sheet of roaring flame. It was a wild and striking spectacle, and must have adver tised our c imp to every nocturnal crea ture in the forest What does the camper think about when Iniinrnncr arniinH Hip tiro :i nmlir ' Not much of the sport of the day, of the big fish he lost and might have saved of the distant settlement of to-morrow's plans. An owl hoots off in the moun tain and he thinks of him ; it a wolf were to howl or a panther to scream he would think of him the rest of the night As it 13, thirgs flicker and hover through his mind, and he hardly knows whether it is the past or the present that posses ses him. Certain it is he feels the hush and solitude of the great forest, and whether he will or not all his musings are in some way cast upon that huge background of the night. I'nless he is an old camper-out there will be an under-current of dread or half fear. My companion said he could not help but feel all the time that there ought to be a sentinel out there pacing up and down One seems to require less sleep in the woods, as if the ground and theuntemp ered air rested and refreshed him sooner The balsam and the hemlock heal his ache3 very quickly. If one i3 awakened often during the night, rs he invariably is, he does not feel that sediment of sleep in his mind next day that he does when the same interruption occurs at home; the houghs have drawn it all out of hi in. From "A lied of Boughs" by John Burroughs; Ht-ribntr for Nov. SkobeleiT. The Skobeleffs have a singular origin. In 1839 the Emperor Nicholas, while at a review of his whole army, ordered a uen. SKoueieu to select tne iinest men in the army to form into a lnxly of Im perial Guards. In the first regiment ex amined the general came across a stal wart young soldier, who far surpassed his comrades in appearance. The sol dier said that his name wasKobeleff and that he came from a village in the Province of Novgorod. The general, upon hearing this reply to an inquiry he had made, seemed greatly interested, and being told that it was only the youth of Kobeleff, that had prevented his promotion, gave orders that he should be made a non commissioned of ficer. That evening, Gen. Skobeleff, at a dinner given to the ofliceis of the reg imtnt to which Kobeleff belonged, told an anecdote. He said ttiat many years before, when he was a private soldier, he was on guard one day at the Winter Palace. While keeping guard the em press passed by, and after looking at him a few moments, asked him his name. He replied that it was Kobeleff. 4 Kobeleff," said the empress; "I don't like the sound of that name; hereafter you are to be called Skobeleff." From that time the empress took an interest in hi3 welfare, and eventually, through her favor he became aide-de-camp to the Czar. T have only one remark to make,' said the General, "and that is that the young fellow whom I raised to he an officer to day, is the son of a brother I left at home to luok after the village homestead." The nephew took his un cle's name, and subsequently himself became a General. It is his son, "Sko beleff the younger ," who has just dis tinguished himself before Plevna. HUMOROUS. A minister telling a beautifuf young girl who was about to become a bride, that she must remember that the man and wife are one, "Lord P she exclaim ed, "if you were under my father and mother's window when they are quar reling, you would think they were at least a dozen." "Poor boy!" said a lady, as she took out her purse to give a little beggar some change. "Yes, I am a poor boy," said the young rascal, squeezing a tear out of his eyes, "and have three sick motherato support" The lady shook her head, put back her purse, and sadly walked away. A charming and a coquettish woman deserts her husband's roof. "What grieves me most" he says to a friend, "is that I cannot understand why she shonld have flown whether for this reason, or that, or the other." "Oh," says his friend, "make your mind easy. She has left vou for the other." A gentleman observing a servant girl, who was left-handed, placing the knives and forks on the dinner-table in the same awkward position, remarked to her that she was laying them left-handed. "Oh, indade!" said she, "so I have; be plazed, sir, to help me turn the table 'round." "He is a man after my own heart pa," said Julia, referring to her Augustus. "Nonsense," replied old Practical, "he is a man after the money your uncle left you." And then all was quiet A very tall, thin Highlander said he "had a cold in his head, originating in wet feet" She looked at him slowly from head to foot and back again, as if measuring the distance the cold had to travel, and then ejicalated: "Gracious me! you must have got your feet wet some time last year." At a receut sale of short-horn cows in England, one animal brought S22.00O. That is a tremendous price, but it has its compensations. To 1k kicked in the stomach by a cow worth 822,000 must be accompanied by a variety of enno bling sensations. Not every man can afford it A tramp applied to a lady in Des Moines for .something to eat, and to the inquiry why he didn't go to work, said there was not any chance to work at his trade now. The lady asked him what his trade was : "Shoveling snow," was the confident answer. He got his dinner. He was about six yeara old. He point ed to the face of the dial and said, "why, there's another little watch." 1 said, "that is chilled a second hand." He toss ed his head contemptuously and walked off, saying: "I wouldn't own a second hand watch." Customer f to proprietor of a large es tablishment) "I want a mourning suit, please." Proprietor "What is the be reavement, may I ask?" Customer 'My mother-in-law." Proprietor (to a distint shopman) "Mr. Hrown show this gentleman to the 'Light Affliction Department' " The exact sciences may demonstrate the precise distance of the most remote stir, and make the phases of surround ing worlds as familiar as our household words, but no amount of figuring will ever be able to indicate where the atone which a woman throws is going to strike. T..e way to make wood "go further," in cold weather, is to have it sawed and split and piled up outside the door, in place of being in the woodshed. By A Heart of Stone. A woman about .'0 years old jester- ' day sat behind a chestnut stand, on ' Congress street Eist, waiting for the avaricious public to come along and gobble up her no cents worth of stock. There was a motherly, benevolent look to her face, and a physiognomist wouhl have said that she felt sorry for every body who wasn't able to start a e.est nut stand. She hadn't been there I-ng. when a lump of a boy 0 or 10 r o'd having the blackest Dare feet ever seen in Detroit and his left hand rolled ip in a dirty nig. sat down on the curb stone within three feet of her and beg ir. weeping and wailing in the mast affec ing manner. "Boo! boo-hoo! oh' boo-hooh.v" .. wailed as he wandered to and fru:. seeming great distress of mm.!. The woman gave him a p using gl.r. -e 4 and then looked across the street. H. wailed again. Ioudei than before. she never moved her eyes. "Oh! oh! I'm most deal!" besot! but her only response was to bend -'.er and pick out a bad chestnut and cr . 1 it down into the middl of the full 1. pint measure. The lad then moved along until if was at her feet, and pulling his oil n, down a notch further, he waikd: "Oh! how I wish I had a ma and j i, and wasn't a poor orphan boy!1' The woman looked up ami down t' e u street to see if any runaway teams u ere coining. That same benevolent I ok hung around her mouth, but she d. b.'tf seem to know that a poor orphan u.u near. ' Slathematics and Medicine. Among other talks to-day it came out that whale ship3 carry no doctors. The Captain adds the doctorship to his own duties. He not only gives medicines, but sets broken limbs after notions of his own, or saws them off and seara the stump when amputation seems best. The captain is provided with a medicine-chest, with the medicines num bered Instead of named. A boofc of di rections goes with this. It describes A Canp Fire Reverie. Not the least of the charms of camp ing out is your camp-fire at night What an artist! What pictures are boldly thrown or faintly outlined upon the can vas of the night! Every object, every attitude of your companion is striking and memorable. You see effects and groups every moment that you would give mosey to be able to carry away diseases and symptoms and siys: "Give a teaspoonful of No. 0 once an hour," or "Give ten grains of No. 12 every half hour," etc. One of our sea captains came across a skipper in the North Pa cific who was in a state of great sur prise and perplexity. S iid he: There's something rotten about this medicine-chest business. One of ray men was sick nothing much the mat ter. I looked in the book; it j-aid give him a teaspoonful of No. .". I weut to the medicine-chest and I see I was out of So. 15. I judged I'd got to get up a combination somehow that would fill the bill, so I hove into the fellow half a teaspoonful of No. S and a half a tea spooaf ull of No. 7, and I'd be hanged if it didn'ckill him in fifteen minutes! There's something about tnis medicine chest system thaVs too many for me! Mark Twain in Atlantic. this means a load of wood has been known to go more than half a mile in one night It makes a Iwy's heart feel sick as the winter wood begins to loom up in stead ily growing piles in the back yard, and ho sees his mother making preparations for organizing him intoa"workingraan's party. A shipwrecked Irish sailor was nar rating how he and his companions had floated about at sea for twenty days in an open boat "And what did you do for food, Pat, when the provisions gave out?" asked a bystander. "Shure,and we dined on one of the officers. Twas the first mate we'd had in a fortnight," was the reply. A slow fellow of a lover asked a to'1" to whom he was feebly paying his dila tory attentions, what form of marriage she thought the most beautiful. "Oh, never mind the form!" she exclaimed "the substance is what I care for." The invitations are now being issued for the wedding. "Brethren," said the realistic parson, "when you drop your contribution into the box, you may drop it in gently from beneath your hand, so that the collector can't tell whether It's a dollar or a nick el ; but you can't cheat the Lord." A Pennsylvania Dutchman, who mar ried his second wife after the funeral of the first wm visited with a two hours' serenade by the "Calathumblan" band, in token of disapproval. He expoitu lated pathetically, thus: -I say. poys you ought to been ashamed mid your sels to be making all dese noise ven dar va3 somebody dead here so soon." "Oh! how cold and hungry and su k I am!" howled the b n as he looked 115 a her with tearful eyes. She didn't even wink one of hei oi "Nuthin to eat for three days slej . in an ire-house arm out of jmt feve almost burstm' my head op n. aid ' " how I want to be somebody's d.rl n and bring in thee al. and build the! i- . and be awful good!" The woman found another bad rhes nut and slowly put it where it won' 1 1 1 go d. The boy was getting discouniil, dl rose right up before her and erie.1 out "Won't you giveasufferm'orp'i 1 1 m chestnuts?" "Gwoff!" she growled, while tie ! nevolent look increased. "Won't you give a siarvtu orp r just five five wormy ones?" Gwoff!" "Three two-- one just one o!4 wormy chestnut to strengthen m. ? . 1 can git to the bank!" Her face broadened and lengtherie. with motherly beuevjlenee a sh in ed down for u club. When she ruse 1.; he stood in the middle of the stre.-t, K h tongue run out and his nose wrinkle I "(J long! she called, as she waved 1. club. " He advanced till he was juit m ' reach of her weapon, and. pointiu hi dirty linger at her nose, he slowly s.i "I will go, my lord. I will g, k l see a ieeler down on the cornei , I I'll foileryou home this noon, and I pizen your dog, and I'll put tar on f door, and I'll stone your cat. and if . have any cabb:ige in the back yar I I t rend them limb from limb! Vou hi. scorned an orphan ! You have sot H unmoved: 1 our blood b$ upon ju.i own head farewell I" The officer got there ioO feet beh'n I the boy, but he was not too late to He.- a faceso full of pity, kindness, and chant v that he wondered If the old worn m didn't give the loy a ten dollar bill y mistake, for a iv. -Drtroit Frr I'n t. Th Poor Mun'ri IJomt. The bill introduced by Senator Wal lace to authorize a leng bond for the u, vestment of savings, directs tie- -r tary of the Treasury to issue in lieu of an equal amount, of -i per cent liovls authorized by the act of July 11. l-7'. a sum not exceeding SI'o-jo.m of United States coupon !MndH in den m nat'ons of ?25, $50 and 3100 in q u. sums, each denomination redeemable t?t coin of the present standard value, af ter ') years from date of their lssu,and bearing interest payable semi-aiinnV.r in such coin at the rate of a fil pi cent per annum. These )jond.n are 1, ) exempt from all taxation. The rem t T. der of the bill is as follows: ' Th' retary of the Treasury shall keep h i, ! bond3 for sale at different sub treas'inea of the I'tiited States and shall dispone of the same at par and accrued Interei' for coin or for I'nited States legal der notes at the rate which th then stand In the market, and such le gal tender notes shall be re-Issued. 1 their proceeds and coin receiveI fjr such bonds shall be applied to redein: tion of the 5-20 bonds of the I'mV-! States." gal y- ley iR.ij A wound from a tongue i3 worse than a wound from the sword; the latter af fects only the body, the former the spirit the souL PvthaeiraA. To live long it slowly. Cicero. is necessary to Hve Living in Watbiagtoa. The expense of living in Washington is now quite as low as in any of the Ea-itern cities. This was not the cav years ago. Rents were, a few years since, enormously high at the Nationa Capital, but now "houses for rent" and "rooms for rent" are placarded on nearly half the buildings of the city, and both houses and rooms can be had at reason ably low figures. IJoard, too, can be had at astonishingly low rates. Several ex tensive boarding nouses and hotels are supplying table board at 15 per month, S4 per week, and 25 cents rr mal- People coming to Washington to spend weeks or months, and desiring to make expenses light while her, instead of paying 83 to $- per day at the Arling ton, Riggs, Ebbitt, Willard. National, or Metropolitan, can secure a good room for 10 per month, and meals for 15 per month, making their entire outlay for both board and lodging only $25 per month, which is certainly cheap enough, considering that this is the great capital of a great nation. Washington Cottpm. pondence Chicago Journal. I a Died of Joy. - Last week a Mri. Clinton, an lr.h woman, about fifty yeara of a?e. arrived in the city from England, intndm pass her remaining years with t daughter, a married woman, living a Globe Village, She ha1 another dar ter living in a neighboring State. ,c 1 the two liad made up a purs to ja? ' mother's passage to this country. M" Clinton arrived hre the firV. of tf week, and went directly to her dar ter's house. A few days af tr her arr -val the second daughtr came to t.i : her, bringing two grandchildren, wh -x the old lady had never sn. Gotaj? : the door to meet them, the gnindm er lifted the children from the earn v and whea the daughter alighted, em braced her with. -Oh dear. I bav S" longed to gee you for the las: Urn. ani , it is the last time," saying which she sank into a chair and expired bf"r any aid could be given her. Sh -wis buried on Sanday lasL Fall Rir. Maxs.Neux. It is an easy ax.d vulgar thing to p'.eaa the mob, and not a very ardcou - task to astonish them, but esscntiilly to benefit and Improve th-m b a work fraught with difficulty and teeming wi danger. Colton. V SV y .UJ..J-r-MMMWyP''T " m ' '" " ' "" -rT -11 . 11 1.. 1 " ' 1 '.!. 1 n - r M.MWimWMi,Mgg Syggf""' .Tn ism gsxxtes- HS iMI