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THE JOURNAL.
WEDNESDAY, DEC. 20, 1883.
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2HE CROCODILE OIVEB A DIN
NER PARTY.
A wily crocodile
iVho dwelt upon the Nile
Bethought himself one day to give a dinner.
"Economy." said he,
" Is chief of all with me.
And shall considered be as I'm a sinner?"
With paper, pen and ink.
lie sat him down to .think;
And first of all. Sir Lion ho Invited;
The Northern Wolf who dwells
1 n rockv Arcti c dells ;
The Leopard and the Lynx, by blood united.
Then Mr. Fox, the shrewd
No lover, he of irood
And Madame Dick with sober step and stately; ,
And Mr. t-rog serene
In gurb of bottle green.
Who warbled bass, and bore himsolf sedately.
Sir Crocodile, content.
The invitations sent.
The day was come his guests were all assem
bled: They fancied that some guile
Lurked in his ample smile:
Each on the other looked, and somewhat trem
bled. A lenpthy time they wait.
Their hunger waxes great;
And still the host in conversation dallies.
At last the table's laid.
With covered dishes spread.
And out in haste the hungry party sallies.
But when the covers raised
On empty plates they gazed.
Each on the other looked with dlro intention;
Ma'am Duck sat last of all.
And Mr. Frofr was small
She softly swallowed him and made no men
tion! This Mr. Fox perceives.
And saying: By your leaves,
Borne punishment is due for this transjrrea
sjon,"
Ho gobbled her in haste.
Then, much to his distaste.
By Mr. Lynx was taken in possession!
The Wolf, without a pause.
In spite of teeth and claws.
Left nothing of the Lynx to tell tho 6tory;
The Leopard, all irato
At his relation's fate.
Made mince meat of that wolfish monster
hoary.
TbeXion raided his head;
"Since I am king," he said,
"It 111 befits the king to lack his dinner!"
Then on the Leopard sprang.
With might ot claw and fang.
And made a meal upon that spotted sinner
Then saw in sudden fear
Sir Crocodile draw near,
And heard him speak with feelings of distrac
tion; "Since all of you have dined
Well suited to your mind,
Tou surely can not grudge me satisfaction!"
And sooth, a deal of guile
Lurked in his ample smile.
As down his throat the roaring lion haatod;
"L'eonomy, with me.
Is chief of all." said he.
"And lam glad to see there's nothing wasted."
Good Cheer.
"TILL DEATH US I0 PART."
"Till death us do part," rang out tho
low, clear voice of the olliciating minis
ter throughout the quiet church. And
"Till death us do part" spoke tho man
who knelt before him; and "Till death
us do pari.' iu her turn repeated the
woman.
'Thus thoy plighted their troth in the
face of the 'world and before Heaven,
that man and woman, Humphrey Car
bouel and Emma Crane. They had
promised to love and cherish and honor
eacli other, and he to comfort her and
6ho to obey him in sickness and in
health, for be.tcr for worse, for richer
for poorer, until death did than part!
May breezes stole softly in through
tho open porch; May violets filled the
air with perfume; May birds were sing
ing; May dews yet sparkled on the
jeweled grass. It was a true bridal
morning; and, amid the almost Sabbath
stillness and the spring-tide loveliness,
the vows were exchanged that made
them one.
Until death! The lover-husband
glanced down upon the timid girl
whose hand lay in his, feeling suddenly
how terrible was tint word death!
Why should the thought have come to
him? Ho clasped the trembling hand
closer, as if he felt already the chilling
of those warm pulses. Even iu the
midst of the solemn service, his imagin
ation traveled forward to a day when
those solemn promises would have been
fulfilled, ami deatli had ended all her
death. It did not occur to Captain
Carbonel to think that it might be his
own.
The joung girl, happy and smiling in
her bridal robes, never once thought of
death at all How .should she? And
how - still les haw -could either of
them call up -t picture of something
worse than death to break the marriage
vow?
A 3'oung couple they, supremely
happy on that May morning. Sun
shine, and glisten ng dew, and opening
flowers, and the Joyous song of birds
they do not put lortli notions of winter
chill and gloom. No, nor portend it,
"What (iod hath joined together, let
not man put asunder!"
The tremulous voice of the clergy
man, for he was ajjitated, pronounced
those words very solemnly. The smile
upon the bridegroom's lip echoed but
that of his heart. Who should have
power to put asunder two who loved so
well? And Emma" She thought only
of the strong, manly form by lier side.
It was the old. old story of the oak and
the vine. The present happiness was
perfect, and the future would ba like
unto it; u:ry. much more abundant.
So reason we in our blindness, in the
inexperienced youth of our early morn
ing, wheu the glamour of hope is upon
us, and all looks radiant. Later, stand
ing before the calm-faced teacher,
whose name is Life, we learn that no
earthly existence is perfect: that the
sunniest life hath shadows, and that
the sweet spring-time, the brightest
summer, must give place to faded
flowers, to dyingleaves.
" You cannot have Emma unless you
retire altogether from the army, or 'get
put upon half-pay," had said Emma
Crane's stern old guardian to Captain
Carbonel; for she had neither father
nor mother, brrther nor s'ster. And
Humphrey Carbonel. tired perhaps of
a soldier's idle life, for all tho world
seemed to have been at peace for ages
and likely to remain so, got put upon
half-pay.
Sure never did a couple begin life un
der more promising auspices! They
had a pretty. homestead of "iheir own
it was Emma's, not his amid a small
colon v of other mvtlv home-toads. :md
theyhad between them a handsome
competency. :r:d there was pleasant so
ciety around: and life was a? delightful
as a morning dream.
A child was born to them, but it
died. That brought sorrow. JTo other
child came, :iu-l time went on. And
here some lines t' at I met with in a pe
riodical in youthful days occur to me.
1 don't know? who-c they are. If I
knew then I have forgotten:
"Alas, that early love snould tly.
That friendship s seir should lade and die;
And glad hearts pine with cankering tears,
Afld starry cyis grow dim -with tears!
For years are cad and withered things.
And sorrowjingers. and joy has wings:
And falsehood steal into sunny bowers.
And Time's dull footstep treads on llowers.
And the waters of life How deep and fast.
And they bear to the orrowl ul grave at last."
Wiry should the lines be put in here?
Because they just express the altered
condition of tilings that fell upon
Humphrey and Emma Carbonel. They
grew estranged from one another, hardi
ly knowing how, or wiry. He said she
no longer cared to please him. her hus
band; she said ho liked other wives bet
ter than her that he gave them all his
Attention and
save
her none.
And
airain time went on
Seven times had the May violets
opened their blue eyes in the mossy
dells sinccthat lovely day when he and
she had vowed to love and cherish each
other until death did them part; seven
times the May dew-drops had made the
creen meadows all aglow with aparklai;
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and seven times the sweet spring flow
ers had faded beneath the scorching
heat of summer. Ah, if violets had
been the only things that had died out
in those seven years!
It was May again now. But it brought
no cherished bridal flowers to Humphrey
Carbonel and his wife, no clasping of
hands, no fulfillment of love's glorious
prophecy. Estrangement had but deep
ened, and they were parting in pride and
anger. Tired with the state of affairs
at home the unbending coldness, the
resentful tones, the cruel bickerings in
which both indulged Captain Carbonel
had got placed on full service again.
He was going out to be shot nt, if fate
so willed: for we were at war now.
The day of departure dawned, and I
tncy partea wun outer worus. neaven
and their own hearts knew how lunch
or how little the- suffered; there was
no outward sign of it. People, wko
had ceased to wonder at the suspected
estrangement between Captain and
Mrs. Carbonel, said to one another that
it was brave of him to go out volun
tarily to the wars. "Marlbrouck
s'en-va-t-cn-guerrei" So he went off t
with an indifferent coun.e tance and a ',
jaunty air; and she slaved behind
equally jaunty, equally indifferent. 1
One year passed on. Emma Car- i
bonel bejrau to feel lonely, to sicken of .
f her unsatisfactory life. Hit by bit she i
had grown to see that she and
Humphrey had bet.n but foolish, both .
of them, the one as much a? the other. j
Did he feel the sjmc? It might be. !
Yet their letters continued to be of the
Scantiest and coldest.
Another year dragged itse'f on, and
then she made no pretense of keeping
ud the farce of resentment to
her own heart. Time, generally
speaking, shows up our past
mistakes iu their true colors.
Emma Carbonel longed for her husband '
to come home, she grew feverishly im
patient to be reconciled. Mariana in
the Moated Grange was a favorite read
ing of hers just now
"She said: I am a weary, weary,
He cometh not,' she sui.l:
He cometh not, and all . dreary
I would that I were dead!"'
Humphrey Carbonel came not.
Nothing came but the details of the
fighting; wars, and rumors of wars.
jMay was in again; another May.
Mrs. Carbonel sat at her window in the
twilight of a chilly, drizzling day. The
gloom without harmonized with the
gloom within. And yet, hardly so. The
rain might be cold, dreary, dispiriting,
but it was nothing as compared with
the desolation of her heart. Childless,
and worse than widow d! She had
hoped, ah! for a year or two now, that
Humphrey's old love for her might
overrule his pride and bitterness, and
prompt him to write to her a word of
tender regret for their conduct to one
another. But he did not. She wa3
feeling it all to herheart's core this miser
able evening; unavailing remorse lay
heavily upon her; she wished she could
die and end it. No sign of reconcilia
tion had passed since they parted in
pride and anger; not a word of repent
ance on either side had crossed the
dreary gulf that flowed between them.
Words of another poet, dead and gone,
floated through her mind as she sat.
Night and day lately they had seemed
to haunt it.
" Alas! they had been friend' in youth
Out whispering tongues can poison truth,
And constancy Uvea In realms above.
And life is thorny, and youth is vain:
And to bo wrath with one we love.
Doth work liko madness in the brain."
Should she go mad? There came mo
ments when she feared she should if
this state of things continued. A week
ago there had been some talk in the pa
pers that the war would, in all proba
bility, soon be over. Then Humphrey
would come home again.
Her thoughts turned to this phase;
she began to dwell upon it, and what it
would involve to him and to her. Pres
ently she lost herself in fond anticipa
tions, realizing it all as in a picture.
Somehow she felt a strange nearness to
him, as if he were coming then, were
almost there. She heard the rain beat
ing against the windows, and she glanced
to see that the lire in the grate was
bright when he came in. She gazed be
yond the house gates down the road in
the gathering gloom, almost, almost ex
pecting to see him approach, as she
used to see him in the days gone by.
She had been wretchedly lonely so long
now: and she wanted to hear his foot
step in the hall, to feel his caressing
hand on her sunny hair, and to hear his
bright words, " Good evening, Emma,
my dear!" It did not seem, strange to
her that this should happen, or that she
was expecting it, though she had never
once had this feeling through all these
separated years. It did not seem mar
velous that he should come thus from
be3ond seas without notice. Had he
opened the door and stood there by her
side she would not have felt startled or
surprised, or at all wondered at it. The
bewilderment wrought by long-continued
sorrow iias stolen over her senses.
But Humphrey did not come. Only,
instead, the postman came in at the
gate, and knocked at the door. Me
chanically she wondered why he was so
late this evening. She heard the ser
vant who answered the knock say the
same tc the man.
"Yes, it's late." he answered. "A
mail from the war is in, you see; and it
brought a goed many letters."
The woman came in with a thick let
ter and the lights. Her mistress took
it with nervous haste. A thick letter,
and from her husband! until now his
letters had been of the thinnest and
slightest. The writing was it Hum
phrey's? Why, yes, it was his: but
what could make it look so shaky? She
opened it carefully, and some inclosures
fell out. A fond letter or two of hers
written to him after their marriage, dur
ing a temporary separation; a curl of
her sunn' hair; a plain gold ring which
he had worn ever since his Avedding
day; and a little folded note with a few
trembling lines in it.
"I am dying, Emma. Fell to-day in
battle. God forgive us our folly, my
precious wife! I believe we love'd one
another all the while. There is another
Life, my dear one. I shall be wailing
for you there. Humphrey."
Emma Carbonel did not cry, did not
faint. She lay back in a low, large
cnair, ner niecK nanus clasped in sup
plication, praying to be pardoned for
all her hard wickedness to her dead
husband, feebly beseeching God, in His
mercy, to take her to that better life.
The next day the paper.t published
a list of the fallen. Fifteen soldiers
and two officers, one of the latter being
Captain Humphrey Carbonel.
bo it w:is all over. Death had parted
them. They had taken their marriage
vows to love and to cherish one another
until death did them part and lo!
now it had stepped in to do its work.
Ah! but something else had stepped
in previously: angry passions indulged,
in, malice not suppressed. But for
that, Humphrey Carbonel haa never
gone out to the fatal plain where death
was indiscriminately putting in his
sickle. Emma Carbonel would have
given now her own life to recall the
past.
Experience must be bought; some
times all too dearly. She saw how
worse thau foolish it'is, taking it at the
best, to render our short existence here
one of marring anger. Evil temper
bears us up at the moment, but time
must bring the reaction, and the re
pentance. A little forbearance on both
sides, especially on hers, a few sooth
ing words, instead of spiteful Tetorts,
and this bitter retribution had not been
hers; or his, in dying. "A soft answer,
turneth away wrath." If they had but
obeyed the words of holv writ!
And now what was left to them?
Death had claimed him, and all was
over. To her, a life-long time C
sAsruiihed remorse, a Tain lonttiaJT to
undo what could never be undone ht
this world. Could not some of us, hot
and hasty in our dealings, learn a
lesson from it?
But something better was in store for
Emma Carbonel. Humphrey did not
die. Within a week the news came to
her that the injuries, which had in
duced a death-like swoon, mistaken ax.
the time for-death,- had not yet been
fatal. He was' removed to the hospital,
was being treated-there by skilful sur
geons, and the issue was as yet un-
certain.
The issue was not for death, but life, j
Some months later he came home, a
maimed soldier, bearing about him
marks" which time wouldnever efface. I
Just at the dusk of evening, as she
had oictured it in her fond dream, lie
came. When the fly drove up to the
door with him,J she was surprised, for
he was not expected uutil the next day.
He came in slowly, limping. The bustle
over, the servants shaken hands with,
hi lay back, fatigued, in the easy chair,
Emma kneeling before him, clinging to
hi n " In passionate emotion, tears
streaming from he'r eyes, whispering
to him in depreca ing terms to forgive
her.
"Upon condition tha you forgive
rae, Emma,'' he answered, agilalel as
hcrsbK "It ha? been a sharp experi
ence for us both. My darling i'e, I
do not think we shall ever quarrel with
on. another again.'
"Never ugaiu; never a singic mis
wrd again, Humphrey, so long as life
shall last." Aryosy
Bartholdi'." Great Statue.
The immense scaffolding that can be
seen in the direction of the Hue de
Onasellcs reaching over the highest
houses, in the neighborhood, on close
examination displays the lines of .n-hu-man
formaruljtho gigantic fohls of the
robe that drapes it. Ilisintruthastatue,
the greatest that was ever constructed
up to the present time the statue of
Liberty which the sculptor Uartliohli
conceived, and which is destined to
serve as a beacon at the entrance to the
port of New York. From eighty to
ninety artisans are kept constantly em
ployed upon the work. The statue is
already completed up to the c'.u'-:.
Perhaps in its present condition it can
be seen to the best advantage. Its ex
traordinary proportions can "be view, d,
and, as it is not completed, it is possi
ble to take in all the details of the con
struction of this gigantic work, whieh
will probably remain unequaied umoair
the works of'bionze. The plaster mold -
of the enormous limbs throwu ac-Asi
the yard, aiicP the busy workmen cov
ering them with innumerable piec-s nf
wood that reproduce all the contour,
anil lines remind one of the well-known
scene of Gulliver at Lilipur. The m--n
look like tiny dwarfs endeavoring to
bind a giant. And if by a miracle that
great hand could become alive and
simply open its closed lingers, al! that
solid wood-work would fly in splinters.
and the immense scaffolding itself would
come down like a castle of cards.
The first model was enlarged Kkit
times. Then it was cut int slices, and
these slices are taken one aft-.-r the oth
er and again enlarged to four tims
their original size, and thus the dimen
sions of the colossal statue arc obtained.
At present the workmen are engaged
upon the portion that forms the dies .
The model of it can be seen iu the shed.
It looks like a little hill, over which the
men are constantly crossing. When
the draught or model of a portion is
made, impressions are taken of it. In
order to do this it is necessary to gather
together hundreds of little planks, cut
precisely upon the outlines of the model,
and in this way a woman mold is ob
tained, and is divided into as many
fragments as are necessary. Upon
these fragments the copper is cut and
hammered until it copies the precise
forms. Then Chinese gongs would not
make a greater noise than is made all
day long in the corner of the shed
where the copper is hammered, and this
continuous and deafening noise contrib
utes not a little to the strange impres
sion that one gets from the visit.
When the shaping of a piece of the
copper is completed it becomes a part
of the statue, and there is nothing fur
ther to do with it except to put it in its
place. Just now they are engaged in
the work of finishing the left hand.
The nail on the first finger would make
a good-sized shield. The top of the
linger would make a helmet for the
largest head, and, in default of a better
cuirass, William the Conquerer, who
passed for the biggest man of his time,
might easily get into one of tho
phalanges.
In six months the whole work will
be finished. There remain only the
chest and left arm to complete. Tiie
head, which is large enough to contain
forty people, has already been exhibit
ed, in 1876, and the right hand Ikis
just come back from America, where it
was sent to give some little idea of the
great size of the statue. After tho
Parisians have had amplb lime to ad
mire the work it will be, taken down
and sent to New YorK in more than
three hundred pieces. Paris Temps.
A Thief as a Witness.
"Yes," said the old prosecuting law
yer, "we have some pretty sharp wit
nesses to handle sometimes. These
thieves get so they can dodge a question
very successfully if they don't wish to
answer it. I remember once I had a
well-known thief on the stand as wit
ness against another thief. Iwas pret
ty sure he wouldn't testify to the truth,
but I determined that if he did not I
would convict him of perjury. I wanted
to prove that there were less than a
dozen persons in a certain Toom at the
time the theft was committed, and'that
the defendant was one of them. It was
my purpose to show to the jury that tho
defendant and this witness werethe
only persons not of excellent repute in
the room at tho time, and thus heighten
the probability of defendant's guilt.
"How many persons .were in the
room when you apm ' defendant were
in?"I asked.
"Between three and four hundred,'
said he.
"I knew T could prove by every other
witness that there were only Jcnor
eleven, and it struck me I would do the
ftublic a service by giving this witness
till opportunity . to perjure himself. I
asked the- stenographer to read the
question and answer, and asked the
witness if that was his answer. He
said it was. Now, sir,' said I, on
your oath you say there were between
three and four hundred persons in that
room?' .in .ji. '
" 'Yes, sir."
' 'Do yon know the law relating to
perjnry?" I asked. , v
" 'Yes, sir.'
' 'Do you know that I intend to send
yotf to the1 penitentiary if you persist in
swearing thus falsely?' -
"You can't do it; I am telling you
truth," said he, as cool as a yellow dog
under an ice-wagon. "I piled the
thine up on him mountain high; asked
him'all the questions I could think of
that would tie him tight. As soon as
possible after that I had him indicted
for perjury and i od trial he .beat me
sky-nigh.'; ,
"How on earth did he do that?"
"Why, 'he simply swore that he meant
there were between three persons and
four hundred in-the3room. And that
let him out. vHeCwari.ouick- one a;
'repartee, too. I, asked him a question
and, as ne wanted to gam time to tuius
it over, he pretended he didn' hear me.
Perhaps,' said I, sarcastically, Tdbefc
ter write the question; may be you can't
'hear.' 'No,' said he, in the same tone,
rf I perhaps I'd better hear it; may be yon
6 1 am't'write:' " OhicaaoBerald " ' ' .
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Cattle Ranchlnjr in South America.
The native rancheros of South Amer
ica are, as a rule, an amiable and quiet
race, whether creole or half-breed; their
wants are few, their tastes simple, and
their vices insignificant. They breed
vast families of children and are indul
gent, though somewhat whimsical par
ents and masters. However rich they
maybe in their flocks, they are generally
poor in purse, for they kill or sell their
stock only to meet their needs. A man
on the South American plains is said to
be worth not so much money but so
many head of cattle, and it is his pride
to add to the count.
He-keeps a regular census of his herds
by perforated boards into which pegs
are .stuck. Some ranches have their
walls almost covered with these boards,
and the. master will keep pegging them
up as if he was engaged iu a game of
cribbago with nature, ami constantly
winning. As a rule each peg represents
a single animal. We only found one
ranch where the count was kept with
pegs for the thousands, the hundreds
and the single heads. This ranchero
had spent some years in Trinidad in his
youth, and was regarded by all who
knew him as an exceptionally advanced
and brilliant man; yet he could only
write his name in printed letters, and
could not read written letters at all.
There are, of course, upon the plains
men who breed cattle with some intelli
gence and energy. These are educated
natives or foreigners. With them tho
business is scientifically pursued; they
have their regular slaughtering seasons
and make ail they can by the trade.
Their houses, though constructed on the
general plan of ali tropical or sub-tropical
dwellings, are paved and floored,
kept cleanly and filled with comforts.
Their owners live on the best they can
raise and buy, and keep their motley
armies of followers as profitably busy as
they can be kept. In short, intelligence
and the energy born of intelligence raise
tlfe standard of this class of cattle
ranching to the best level of which it is
capable. But men who form this class
are exceptions to the great rule. For
one man who keeps books there are
hundreds who use the numbering boards;
for one man who tries to breed ids cattle
at their best, to utilize their products in
every form and to enjoy their uses after
the fashion of ci vilizat ion, there are thou
sands who have no aspirations above
that of living with a little work as pos
sible, and using their wealth only to
satisfy the rudest demands which nature
makes on them.
Besides, the house is always found an
extensive corral, or pen, walled in with
strong posts. Here the cattle to bo
slaughtered and thoe kept in the
neighborhood of the ranch are confined.
In front of the corral is the slaughter
ing place. This is simply a couple of
posls to which the doomed bovine is
hauled up by the hinder legs to have its
throat cut. 'You can scent a slaughter
ing plaee before you Me ranch. At
killing time you can further distinguish
it at a distance by the buzzards hovering
overhead. The buzzards dispute with
the dogs for the ofl'al of the butchery,
and they always make rousing lights
over it between them..
At slaughtering seasons, a sort of
mushroom growth of flimsy frames, con
structed out of poles, tied together with
thongs of rawhide rises around tho
ranch. It his here that the beef is dried
or "jerked." After the animal has
been slaughtered, the hide is pegged out
on the grass to dry, a wooden peg being
driven through each corner of the hide
to keep it from shrinking. The meat is
then cut into strips; salt is well rubbed
into it and it is thrown upon the frames
to dry in the sun. the old folks and chil
dren of the ranch being kept busy driv
ing the buzzards from it. When it is
dry, jerked beef is as black and tough
as rubber. It can be boiled sufficiently
soft to eat, but it is serious eating at tho
best.
The horns were formerly a dead loss
to the rancher, but of late years they
too are preserved for sale. The skulls
and bones are left where they may hap
pen to fall, unless the ranchero is par
ticularly methodical. Then they are
placed into a heap out of the way, until
in time they become a mountainous
monument to the business of the place.
There are to be found perfect mounds
of this kind, which, in the course of
years, become covered with a deposit of
earth, and dressed in grass until their
original character can only be discovered
hy digging into them. In one section
of Venezuela, an entire lake has been
filled up with bones from the surround
ing ranches, and is now a dry basin
sown with gleaming skeletons, theas
pect of which is indescribably hideous
to every one but those who are native,
and to the manor born. Alfred Trum
ble, in American Agriculturist,
"Been Away.
n
Smith has been up to Alpena for four
days. He returned yesterday. He had
scarcely left his house to come down
town when he was halted by an ac
quaintance with:
"Say, how was the corn looking up
that way?"
Smith gave a favorable account, al
though lie could not recall having
seen a single ear. Half a block further
on he was met by another man with:
"Hello! back again? Say, how did
you find the potato crop?"
Smith did not see an acre of potato
field, but he felt bound to reply that po
tatoes were a good crop. As he waited
for the car a third man greeted him
with:
"So you were up North? How did
wheat pan out up there?"
Smith did not know whether the crop
was ten or ten thousand bushels, but he
replied that wheat was a good yield. On
the platform of the car a fourth man
grasped his hand and anxiously re
marked: "I hear you have been up to Alpena?
How were oats up there this fall?"
Smith didn't hear thei-name spoken
while on his trip, but of course he ans
wered that oats were a fine yield. As Jio
got oft" the car the fifth man was" ready
with: "' "'
rell! well! So you have been up
to Alpena? Say, Smith, will tho yield
of buckwheat be up to the average?"
Smith replied that it woulS. Ho
would have been a queer man not to.
The sixth man evidently had something
on his mind. He ran clear across the
street to shake hands and call out:
"Just the man I was looking for!
Hear 'cm say anything about a short
hay-crop up there?"
No, he didn't. Indeed he didn't
hear the word used in any connection.
He beleivcd the crop was fairly up.
There was a seventh man. He -was
at the post-office. He canght sight of
Smith and dropped his mail on the floor
in his anxiety to shake hands and ob
serve. ,
"Say, I want to ask you a few ques
tions. How did you find barley?"
"Splendid."
"And cabbage?"
"Immense."
"And turnips?"
"Dead loads of 'em."
"And how are times up there?"
"Flush. Lots of money, real estate
booming, and everybody happy."
"Good! Much obliged."
Smith traveled the route by night;
made no inquiries except abont pine
lands, and did not speak to six person?
while absent, but he knew what was ex
pected of him and he followedLthe usu&l
custom. Detroit Free Press.
Servant girls are scarce in Texas.
In nearly every town of that State from
a dozen to fifty young women could find
employment at wages varying front
fifteen to twenty .dollars, a month. N.
Y. Sun,
OF GENERAL INTEltEST.
"Starve Out" is the unwelcome
name of a town that meets the eves of
tramps in Wyoming Territory. Chica- i
qo Times. !
raslinjr
from four to eight days,
with water and lemonade at intervals,
is the latest "sure" cure
for rhouma-
tism. Chicrgo Journal.
A correspondent of the Buffalo (N.
Y.) Egress informs it that its published
list of pensioners in Erie County con
tains the nanis of some who have been
dead for years.
It has been demonstrated that any
Maid of the Mist can pass the Niagara
whirlpool, but that's poor satisfaction
for swimmers not built on tho steamboat
plan. Detroit Free Press.
The life of a society belle is said to
be one of excessive hard work, and yet
the supply of women willing to immo
late thems'dves in that way continues
inexhaustible. Indianapolis Journal.
There is a family living in Nash
ville, Tenn., whose members in the last
thYee years committed four murders,
but have always escaped punishment
through some technicality of the law.
Chicago Writes.
The home of natural curiosities
seems to be Robeson County, North Car
nliaa. There was bom ""Millie Chris
tine," the. two-headed nightingale, and
a few days ago another phenomenon in
the shape of a negro woman with three
eyes was discovered in Lumbertou.
Exchanqc.
A woman of Bowansville, N. Y.,
had a narrow escape from death re
cently. She was seated at the dinner
tabled when :; ballet from a gun iu the
hands of a lunatic passed through the
window in front of the lady, so close
that it broke a hairpin fastened on her
left temple.
The Cleveland Herald keeps this
legend standing at the head of its edi
torial columns: "Population of Cleve
land two hundred and ten thousand."
Buffalo has been claiming two hundred
thousaud for a year pa't, but she must
peg up ten thousand more at once.
Buffalo Commercial Advertiser.
When George Stryker was at work
in the bottom ot the well at Fort Hamil
ton, iu New York harbor, a bucket fell
'and killed him. Before going to work
iu the morning voung Stryker told his
friends that he dreamed in the night that
a large stone fell on him in the well and
killed him and his uncle cautioned him
to take care in the work. A". Y. Mail.
Emma Clark, a handsome girl of
twenty, was arraigned in the Common
Pleas Court "at Cleveland, recently, for
stealing a pocket-book with $201 in it.
from .fob n Flanagan's coat. He had no
evidence againt the girl except that he
dreamed she had taken the money.
Emma, who had been a telegraph oper
ator in Detroit, was acquitted. Detroit
Post.
A Philadelphia bride received
among her wedding presents a few days
.ago a dinner service of hand-painted
china, two hundred and odd pieces in
all, that cost, so the gossips sa, one
thousand five hundred dollars. It took
three "hand-pa!nter" six months to do
the "decorative-art business." It is to
be hoped that the bride is fully "appre
ciative. Philiii'rlphia Pfvss.
A Travel"!- or" Selnia, Ala., who re
cently visited the Mammoth Cave in
Kentucky, returned to his home, taking
with him as a curiosity a couple of eye
less fish that are found in the subterra
nean river there. The little linnies
are as lively in their glass river as if in
their native waters. They are perfectly
white, have only the mcrestjscars where
eyes ought to be, belctig to the catfish
family, and arc only two inches long.
Soh Kwanfi Pom, Secretary of the
Corean Embassy at Washington, has
made the following observations in this
country: "The women of America are
.all far "more beautiful than any others
we have seen. I notice most women
wear black clothes; many wear blue,
and when the weather is warm white is
very commonly worn. Some women
wear their hats and bonnets tilted back,
showing the front hair, while others
wear them squarely on the head. Of
the two the former style is the nicer to
see."
If young married couples would fol
low the domestic plan laid down by Sen
ator Vance, of North Carolina, there
would be less contention in households,
and, perhaps, fewer divorces in courts.
He said to his second wife shortly after
marriage: "My dear, I'm a stubborn
fellow, and you may anticipate trouble.
Now, iu the beginning, while I am sub
missive, I want to give you one piece of
advice. If you follow it we'll get on
mighty well. It is this- Make me do
just as I darned please." Chicaqo Inter
Ocean.
There is an awful warning in the
following case, which recently happened
in Danbury, N. C, to persons who use
God's name in vain. Mr. Smith, a to
bacco farmer, who lives in Danbury.
some days ago was iu an almost insane
rage over the damage to his fine crop
by the rains and winds, and he walked
over his plautatiou swearing and curs
ing the Almighty. His language was
so terrible that several laborers who
were with him left, when, as he was
about to utter a frightful imprecation,
he fell voiceless and as if dead. His
case is a puzzle to the physicians, who
can do nothing whatever to relieve him
from his difficulty. St Louis Post.
Bishop Warren, of the Methodist
Church, is enthusiastic over American
progress. He proudly declares that our
country is one that in a hundred years
has taken a respectable rauk in litera
ture; that has made fourteen inventions
which have gone wherever civilization
has gone, while all the rest of the world
has not made half that number of equal
importance; that has revolutionized land
warfare once and naval warfare twice;
that has solved social problems which
the world has blundered over1 for ages;
that has abolished a feudalism and serf
dom; that, taking tho, Bible declaration
that God has made of one blood all the
nations, has made one family out of
representatives of every kindred and
tongue and people and nation; that has
founded its institutions on the rights of
man and the laws of God, and that has
already driven a wedge of republican
ism nearly to tho heart of Europe. N.
Y. Tribune.
The Lead Pencil.
There is no lead pencil; and there has
been none for fifty years. There was a
time when a spiracle of lead, cut from
the bar of sheet, sufficed to make marks
on white paper or some rougher abrad
ing material. The name of lead pencil
came from the old notion that the pro
ducts of the Cumberland mines, Eng
land, were lead, instead of being plum-
j bago, or graphite, a carbonate of iron.
capable oi leaving a leau-coloreu mark.
With the originai lead pencil or slip,
and with the earlier styles of the "lead"
pencil made direct from the Cumber
land mine, the wetting of the pencil was
a preliminary of writing, But since it
has become a manufacture the lead pen
cil is adapted, by nnmbers'or letters, to
each particular design. There are
grades of hardness, from the pencil that
may be sharpened, to a needle point, to
one that makes a broad mark. Be
tween the .two extremes there are a
number of graduations that cover all
the conveniences of the lead pencil.
These graduations are made b' taking
the original carbonate, and grinding it,
and mixing it with a fine quality of clay
in differing proportions, regard being
had to the use of the pencil. The mix
ture is thorough, the mass is squeezed
through dies to form and size it, is dried,
and incased in its wood evelope. cea
tific American. "
PEKSOXAL ASP IMTEKSQyAI.
Julian Hawthorne's daxurhter.cleven
years of age, runs a mile in seven min-
lues three times a ween lor exercise.
Chicago Times.
Young Dick Tweed, son of the dead
Boss, after several ears of penury aud
dissipation, is now in an insane asylum
in Paris. A". Y. Sun.
Tho widow of Prof. Samuel F. B.
Morse, the inventor of the telegraph.
Iive3 with her children in an elegant
rural home In the supurbs of Pough
kecpsie, N. Y.
At Chambersburg. Me., Miss Goffe,
standing before a mirror, cut her throat
with a razor, andturning to some lady
friends in the room smiled sweetly and
died. Boston Post.
Kate Thompson, of Chicago, i.n her
petition for divorce, declares that her
husband, Melvin A. Thompson, has
cuffed her o.u-s so much during the ten
years of married life that ho made her
partially deaf. Chicago Ncir.i.
Mrs. Salmon Er.o, mother of Amos
R. Euo, the N.v. Yi rk millionaire, died
in npw Britain, Conn., recently, aged
ninety-nine, iu the first hour of her one
hundredth year, as she had long assorted
she would. -V. Y. J.'niV.
Waiter W. Belt, of New Haven,
having boon bedridden for fourteen
years, and supported by a faithful, in
dustrious wife, committed suicide be
eaus,; lie wa- tired of having so good a
woman work for his existence. Dart
ford Pott.
A wealthy business man in New
jTork, resident iu Brooklyn, has for
nineteen e:rrs visited Greenwood Cem
etery regularly every Sunday, when he
was'not conn tied to his bed by illness, to
lay an offering of flowers upon the grave
of ins wife. Jroolilyn agle.
John Quincy Adams received a sal
ary from the United States Government
for sixty-nine year-i. At the close of his
Pre-ident.ul term he had fifty-two years
of office-holding, and his salary had
aggregate 1 fe'425.000, still, he had sev
enteen years of Congress after this, and
died at'ti. Capitol at a Congressional
session. Chicago Herald.
Tho late Henry Farnam, of New
Haven left $:),000,00: in Chicago prop
erty to his widow and six children, and
provided that on the death of Mrs.
Farnam and the eldest son the family
homestead shall go to Yale College, to
be occupied by the president or profes
sors. The mansion and grounds are
valued at i $200,000. Chicago Times.
Mrs. Parthehia R. Folson, of
Vienna. Me., eighty years old. has since
last :tring w.en one hundred yards of
carpet iiur. and sewed rags for thirty
:;r.l; more, and is now spinning the
warp for twent ards of lulled cloth
preparatory to weaving it herself. She
can spring out of a carriage with an
agility that would do credit to a lass ot
sixteen. At forty she was thought to bv
running down with consumption. Bos
ton Transcript.
Miss Clara Louise Kellogg's first
appearance on the stage took place when
she wa- a child five or six years of age,
at a juvenile concert in Birmingham.
She s.iiig a song entitled and ending
"Who will bu m roses red?"' aud as
she utter d the last line, at the same
time holding forth the llowers, Thomas
M. Newsou, then editor of the Daily
Journal, exclaimed, "I w411 buy them."
and placed a bright, new silver coin in
the hands of the half-frightened younjj
singer. N. Y. Graphic.
"A LITTLE NONSENSE."
A physician says: "In buying
clothing care should be taken to in
vestigate the hygroscopieity of the
cloth." We always do; but as singular
as it may appear, many persons buy a
coat and never give a thought to its hy
groscopieity. This is a great mistake.
Korristown Herald.
"Who held the pas of Thermopylae
against the Persian host?" demanded
the teacher. And the editor's boy at
the foot of tho class spoke up and said:
"Father, I reckon; he holds an annual
on every road in the country that runs
a passenger train.1" He went up head
after the rot of the class went homo.
Chicaqo Tribune.
(The egotism of genius.) Eminent
violinist "Dell me who is dat liddle
paid old chendleman vizde vite viskers
and ze binee-nez, looking at the
bigchus?" Hostess "It's my Uncle
Robertson. I'm grieved to say he is
qui'.e deaf!" Eminent violinist "Ach,
1 am zo zorry for him! He vill not pe
able to hear me blay ze vittle!" London
Punch.
"Yes," said Mrs. Brownsmith, "I
want a good girl, and possibly you
might do; but have you had any experi
ence?" "Ixparience, is it?" replied the
damsel, resting her hands on her hips
and tossing her head in the air; "ixpa
rfrincc, is "it? Faith, and haven't Oi
bf en in no less than twinty families dur
irg the last month?" Boston Post.
A river item from the Judqe: "Why,
William, where have you been? Your
hat's knocked in, your coat's torn and
your legs are as weak as a baby's."
"Ti-ti-ired out, wifey. Been working
hard, you know.'" "What have you
been doing to fatigue you like this?"
"Helping some schooners off' n the ban'
Poor buy! What a good soul you are.
Now let me help you to bed. You are
iu need of rest."
An American who had a jolly Ger
man friend wished to become acquainted
with the German's charming wife.
Veil,' said the German, "ofe you
dreat. dot vill pe allrighdt!" After tho
treat the German led him over to where
the lady was sitting with a number of
friends." "Katrina,"' said the husband,
"you know dot man?" "No," said
Katrina, modestly. "Veil, dot's him!"
Louisville Couricr-Joitmul.
The teacher of a country publio
school had been absent for several days
on account of the death of her husband.
When she returned to her duties her
pupils were so awed by the remem
brance of the sorrow through which she
had passed that none of them ventured
to address her. Finally, a meek looking
little blue eed girl mustered up courage
enough to remark: "We are ery sorry
for you."' "1 know you are, my dears,"
said the widow, tearfully. " cry, very
sorry,' continued the sympathetic child,
"and and we hope it won't happen
again." -V. Y. Herald.
A gentleman was riding with a lady
in an owen carriage, "all of a summer's
day," and accidentally men's arms are
cueh awkward things, are ever in the
way dropped an arm around her waist.
Noobjcction was made for awhile, and
the arm gradually relieved the side of
the carriage of the pressure upon it. But
of a sudden (whether from a late recog
nition of the impropriety of the thing, or
the sight of another beau coming, never
was known) the lady started with vol
canic energy, and with a flashing eyo
exclaimed: "Mr. Brown, I can support j
myself!" "Capital!" was the instant
reply, "you are just the girl 1 have been
looking for these five years will you
niarry me?" Detroit Post.
The following notice appears in a
Maysville, (Ky.,) paper: "Ho! for
Gretna Green. Massie Beasley, Mat
rimonialisr, Aberdeen, O. Persons de
sirinff the nuptial knot tied in the most
binding and approved manner will call
on the above. Mr. Beasley is a gentle
man who believes in advertising, and is
also a philanthropist as well as a "mat
rimonialist." As snch we take pleas
ure in giving his business the benefit of
the Journal s wide circulation one time
free of charge. Enterprise like this is
commendable, and lovers should not
fail to patronize him. IndianapoUt
Journal.
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