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THE TRUTH ABOUT HORACE.
lb hear the i
Of Hmfiilli wliii
That old Horace waa a praae;
When we kaow that with the ladies
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Beetprodactioaearel
There's realy aot much harm la a
TrgeasmberofluacarBuaa,
Bat these people ted alarm to a
Few records of hie acta;
So they'd aquelch the muse calorie,
Aad to atadeata aopbomorle
They'd present aa aaetaphorie
hat old Horace i iwant tor facta
We hare always thought Salary;
Kow we adjudge Vaa crary.
Why, Horace was a daisy
That waa very arach afire;
And the wisest of na know ham
As hat LyaU renes show hiaa.
Go, read that rkuepoeea,
ItfcXaSS.
He waa a rery owl, air.
And, starting oot to prowl air,
Yoa bet he made Bosse bowl, air,
UstU be flllrd Lis date;
With a mair- "' -"T
And a clastic naidea pretty
He parted ap the dty.
- Aad JbBceaae paid taenwgaij
THE CHINA FAIRY.
Tom Johnson was fi ve-and-twentv and
clerk in the city. He was married to
the dearest little woman in the world,
aad they lived in three room in a nice
respectable street near Camden Town.
Bose, Tom's wife, was a perfect little
household fairy. Tom could only give
her thirty shillings a week out of his
salary, but she did wonders with it The
little sitting room was always bright and
cozy and clean, and there was always
something nice for Tom's tea when he
came home fagged oat with the work
and worry of the office. Of course they
were obliged to be very economical and
to deny themselves many things they
would have liked, but, one treat they al
ways allowed themselves every week,
and that was a visit to a place of amuse
ment. Tom and Bose were both very
fond of the theatre, and by waiting till
a play had had a good run and by getting
to the doors early they generally man
aged to get a good place in the pit.
Being so fond of the theatre, Tom and
Bose naturally took a great deal of inter
est in the theatrical items of news and
gossip, without which, nowadays, a
newspaper is not considered to be fully
adapted to there quirements of the pub
lic. Poor little Rose used to give a sigh of
envy sometimes when Tom read out to
her the paragraphs about the enormous
incomes which dramatic authors were
matrincr "Oh. Tom" she would SBV.
"fancy raving hundreds of pounds a.
week like that, just tor wnang a piayi
fancy if you had been able to do itr
"It would be fine, wouldn't itT Tom
would reply, and then they would begin
fancying what they would have done
with the money. They would have had
a beautiful house and a carriage and a
pair for Bose; and when she went to the
theatre on tbo first night to see her hus
band come on the stage and bow amid
the tremendous applause of a crowded
house, she would have worn the loveliest
dresses, and her diamonds would have
been the envy of all the ladies.
"Oh, how beautiful it would be, Tom,"
the young wife cried one day. as they
conjured up visions of splendor together;
"no getting up aifialf past 7 in the morn
ing for you, dear; no turning out in all
winds and weathers; you would be able
have your breakfast nice and comfortably
with me, and take plenty of time over it;
and you would stop at home and work
in your study, and I could bring my sew
ing and sitwith you, and when you'd
finished we should be able to have din
ner together, and go outeveay evening
to some place of amusement, Oh, Tom,
dear, couldn't you write a play?
Tom shook his head. 'Tm afraid not,
Bose,' ho said. "There's a peculiar
knack about it, I expect"
"I suppose it is very difficult," sighed
Bose.
"You may be sire it is, my dear," an
swered Tom, "or there would be a great
many more peoplo doing it, and the au
thors wouldn't be getting such prices for
their work as we read about in the news
papers.'' One Saturday Tom and Bose went to
the morning performance of a play that
had been acted 200 times straight off in
London, and the author of which was re
ported already to have realized 10,000
by it
On their way home they passed an old
curiosity shop and stopped to look in at
the window. Among the odds and ends
there was a pretty little china fairy, to
which Bose took a great fancy.
-Oh, Tom, dear," she cried, "look at
that little china figure. Isn't it pretty?
That is just the sort of thing I should
like on my mantel shelf. I should never
be tired of looking at it Do go in and
see how much it is."
Tom went in and asked the price, and
returned with the information that it
1 10 shillings.
Oh. dear," said Bose, "that's much
i than we can afford. Come along,
Tom."
But though Boso said "Come along,"
she didn't move. She stood looking lov
ingly at the little china fairy. All at
once she gave a start. "Oh, TomP she
exclaimed; "look at that fairy's lips;
they'n znoving."
"What nonsenser said Tom, laugh
ing; "you've been staring at it; it's an
optical illusion."
"Tom, would it be very wicked if we
bought it? Td save money out of my
housekeeping."
"Well, it's a lot of money, but I dare
say it won't ruin us. I see you want it
dear, and you shall have It"
And before Bose could stop him Tom
had stepped into the shop, and presently
he came out with the little china fairy
earsfully wrapped up in paper. Bose
pot it in her muff it was quite a little
Hairyand they bore it off home in tri-
It looked so lovelv on the mantel shelf
Born couldn't take her eyes off it, but
kept going up to it all evening and say
ing, "Oh, you little dear P and she would
have It that the fairy's eyeaerelookmg
at her.
Tom laughed, bat he confessed that it
really was a very lifelike little figure.
The face was quite real, and the wonder
fsl thing about it was that its aiprfsainw
sscsoed to change.
Being Saturdaynighttho young coupls
stop rather late. Tom smoked his pips
while Bose read to him, and Ihej wsts
so comfortable and so happy the they
never noticed the time till Torn hap
pened to look at hk watch; and tbenjhe
cried out, "Good gracious, Boss, it's one
minute to 12r
Thi iTi il iTimTmmiI alialisil imrhnfl
the end of the chapter lis tha bedroom
Is, and then Tom turnea the gas
As he did so the big clock down-
Jaat as the last stroke died away a
Ton i
was so startled that she dropped
which fall en the boot and
TOmaa- wfiXXeaVl ettOwawSml WaVaB mml
ad there, with a halo of
her head, stood the little
f ! iilliiiiasatrlsanir it
hbv wts nail - oar aaas
rand fied aaWllag I " ! " W&
tetik, aad Hi swill" - ""
"Don befriglitenedrsafeitnerarry,
as Boss clutched Tom and wondered
whether she oughfrto falntornot; "don
be frightened, I am a good fairy. Iwas
turned to china by a wicked enchantress,
but every night at 13 o'clock I recover
the power of speech, which lasts until
dawn. I was very unhappy in the old
curiosity shop, where I was taken by the
person who found me in a forest and
thought I was an ornament There was
no one there at midnight for me to talk
to except a lot of Chinese idols and brass
figures and creatures of that sort, and
they didn understand me. Iwas very
pleased when you brought me to your
nice, happy home, and you can't think
how Tve been longing forl2o'clock to
be able to thank you."
"I'm sure we're very pleased," stam
mered Bose, "but of course it's very odd.
I don like to ask you, but er would
you like anything to eat?"
The fairy laughed a- silvery laugh.
"Oh, no," she said, "fairies are never
hungry. Besides, I want you to be kind
enough to open the window for me and
let me fly away. If I can get back to
fairyland before dawn, I may find my
protectress, who will take away the spell
that has been put upon me."
"Oh, certainly," said Tom, with pleas
ure;' and he was proceeding to open the
window when he recollected the fairy
had cost him 10 shillings, and that the
transaction would be a dead loss to him.
The fairy evidently guessed what was
ussninfr in Tom's mind, for she flew
gracefully off the mantelpiece and came :
and stood on the table beside mm.
"I will not be ungrateful," she said;
"as a reward for your kindness I can
grant you one wish, whatever it is."
"OhTomr exclaimed Bose, who had
gradually shaken off her nervousness.
"Wish to be a dramatic author."
Tom was always an obedient husband
(that was why he was so happy), and eo
hesaidatonce, "I wish to be a dramatic
author."
"Certainly," said the fairy. "Go to
bed, and to-morrow when you wake up
you will be one. Now, thank you very
much, and good night' The fairy kissed
her little hand to the young couple,
spread her wings and flew away into the'
hha"c"- Tom and Bose watched her
as far as they could see her, then closed
the window and retired to rest
The next morning when Tom woke up
he had a splitting headache, and he felt
so awfully seedy he could hardly sit up
to look at his watch.
"By Jover he exclaimed, "it's IS
o'clock"
Then ho looked round for Bose and
found she wasn't there.
"Rose! Boser he called out, "where
are youT
Bose came running in from the next
room.
"Oh, you are awake at last, Tom,"
she said. "Will you have a cup of tear
"I think so; I By Jove! I'm aw
fully ill, and I can hardly open my eyes."
"I don't wonder at it," said Bose; "it
was 6 o'clock this morning when you
came home."
"Oh, ah, yes! I remember," said Tom,
sitting up and looking round the large,
elegantly furnished bedroom. "A beastly
all night dress rehearsal. And I've got
to go down to the theatre again today
and see that scene. I have to alter the
situation at the last minnte to suit the
scene, because the scene itself can't be
altered in time."
"Was Mr. Smith any better tempered
last night?"
"No; he Bwears its the worst part he
ever played, end he's sure that it will be
a frost; and Miss Brown won have that
speech cut out; she says it's the only
good one she has, and I'm euro that it
will be goosed, and it comes just at a
critical point"
Tom was just going to lie down again
till the tea came, when a servant came up.
"Please, sir, Mr. Jones has called, and
he says he must see you at once."
"Oh, boiher!" said Tern. "What's the
matter now? Ask him to come up."
Bose went down, and presently Mr.
Jones, the manager of the theatre where
Johnnon's drama was to be produced on
Monday evening, came in.
"Sorry to worry you, old fellow," said
Jones, "but it's serious. Everybody who
saw the dress rehearsal last night says
the fifth act will settle the play. You
must end it in the fourth."
"What!" yelled Tom, pressing his
hands to his splitting head; "cut out the
last act! It can be done. A year has
to elapse between acts four and five."
"Oh, you can get over that At any
rate, it will have to be done."
"I won do it" shrieked Tom; "I
won't Td sooner throw the confounded
play in the fire. Why, it's ridiculous.
Look here, Mr. Jones; I'm the author,
and Fm responsible. You'll either play
my play as I've written it, or you won
playitatalL"
Tom had worked himself up into a
violent rage, and the manager tried to
calm him.
"Don be a tool, Johnson," ha said;
"ttink it over and come down to my
house. Smith (that was the leading
man) will be there and Bobinson(the
stage manager), and well talk it over
quietly. I must go now. I must call on
Miss Blank and see if she can play Mary
Walters to-morrow night"
"Miss Blank? Why, Miss Dash is going
to play it"
"What haven you heard? She was
thrown out of her cab going home from
the rehearsal last night and won be
able to play for a month."
Tom groaned and flung himself back
on the pillow.
"Everything in the play depends upon
Mary Walters," he said, "and yoa are
going to have it played at twelve hours
notice by a girl who's never seen aline
of the part yet"
"What are we to do!"
"1 don know,Ngraaasd Johnson, "Til
come round presently. I believe this
play will drive ma mad."
Am hour later Tom was going down
stairs growling and groaning to himself ,
when Boss came oat of Iter boudoir.
"Going oot, Tom? Why, yon haven
had your brssW sat "
"Icaaeatanwclf"ssidTom. "En
done up, Bose. I wish Td been at Jeri
cho before I became a dramatic author."
Monday night came, and Tom, In a
state of high fever brought on by over
work and anxiety and late hours, walked
ap and down outside the theatre, trying
to sum up courage to go in. He had cut
out the last act; bo had given Miss Black
one hurried rehearsal; ha had quarreled
with the leading villain, who had told
him before the whole company that the
play was rot; hehadgonehomeinavile
temper, and made Bose cry her eyes out,
and now, in a state bordering on delir
ious fever, he was awaiting the verdict
on a play which had cost himmonths of
anxious thought, and on which the man
agsment had expended tbonssiirts of
pounds.
"If it's afailurenineTer write again,"
groaned Tom.
JusttbenanuncamehnTxiedlyoutof
the stage door.
"Curtain up yetT asked Tom, nerv
ously. "No, sir; there's scsnethinggone wrong
with the scene in the first art, and the
mechanical change won work through
it Im just going oat to see if lean
find Mr. . They say it'll be half an
hour before it will be put right"
Tom realied Into the theatre. Ashe
pun snouid nave'gone up.
Everybody was bustling about, and
there was evidently something wrong.
"If s all right said the stage man
ager, coming up to Tom and trying -to
ease his mind. "Ifs not so bad aswe
thought We'll ring up directly. We
can get it right, I dare say, while the
first scene is playing. If not, I must
come on and explain there's been an ac
cident" Tom groaned and rushed out into the
street again. "Oh, my poor play, my
poor play," he cried, "it's damned before
ifs begun.
An hour and a half later Tom, pale,
shivering, clutching his hands together
in nervous excitement crept into the
back of the pit The third act was just
beginning. There was a very powerful
scene in this act Tom had .buOt upon
its making a great impression on the
audience.
The villain suddenly appears at a win
dow, and while another villain is writ
ing a letter, shoots him, and the unfin
ished letter is left on the table and found
by the hero, who rushes in and reads the
plot against his happiness.
The villain has to cautiously open the
window. He does so after struggling
with it for five minutes, and making a
noise which could be heard all over the
bouse, but of which the other villain
takes no notice.
"He has not heard me," says the vil
lain. "He must be jolly deaf then," said a
boy in the gallery, and the house titters.
The perspiration bursts from every
pore of Tom's skin. His situation is go
ing wrong.
But the house is hushed immediately.
There is no fairer audience in the world
than that which assembles in a London
theatre on the first night
But it is only a human audience, and
so when, as the villain crept in at the
window and was just advancing on his
victim, the looking glass, real, fastened
on the scene, came down with a crash,
and the victim, following his author, ex
claimed, "No sound disturbs the silence
of the night," there was a roar.
The situation was going fast It went
utterly when the villain, disconcerted,
as well he might be, in creeping up be
hind the victim's chair, caught his foot
against a platform intended to draw the
table off for a change of scene, and fell
sprawling, his pistol going off between
his unconscious victim's feet
With the roars of irresistible laughter
which followed this final catastrophe
ringing in his ears, Tom Johnson rushed
from the theatre to the Thames embank
ment "It is ruin. It is disgrace," he cried.
"I can never survive it Curse the hour
when I gave myself up to this life of
constant harass, annoyance and disap
pointment! How can I read the awful
things that will be said of me in the pa
pers to-morrow! How can I meet my
friends and listen to their condolences!
How can I ever enter a theatre again!
No, I will not live to die in a lunatic asy
lum. I will end it all in the peaceful
river."
Tom leaped upon the parapet and was
about to make the fatal plunge, when he
heard a sweet silvery voice behind him.
It was the China fairy's.
With a frantic cry Tom turned to her.
"Can you grant me another wish?' he
exclaimed.
"Certainly."
"Then make me a clerk in the city
again, and at once."
"
"Tom."
It was Boss's voice.
Tom woke up with a start
"Breakfast's ready, dear, and it's 9
o'clock. Aren you going to get upf
Tom shouted for joy. He was a clerk
again, and it was Sunday morning, the
happy day of peace and rest at home
.wita his dear, contented little wife.
Oh! what a happy Sunday it was.
How snug and comfortable the sitting
room looked. And after breakfast, when
he sat down and read in the Sunday
paper an awful "slate" of Mr. Three
Starrs now play, he felt a great weight
lifted from his heart, and he exclaimed:
"Thank heaven, Fm not a dramatist, but
only a happy city clerk, with just enough
to live on, and only one master!" And
he never wanted to be a dramatist again
as long as he lived. George Sims in
London Theatre.
A aaa of l3reet Weight.
Sam Eldredge, of the board of trade,
took a trip to Europe, and when became
back he naturally felt a little more im
portant as all men do after their first trip
across the water. He was forever telling
about what he saw abroad, and these
stories became tiresome to his associates
on 'change. One morning Andy Shaw
came on the floor looking very rocky.
Andy is a good deal of a wag when he
feels in the mood, and, when some of his
friends inquired as to his unhealthy ap
pearance, he said: "You see, it's just like
this. Yesterday afternoon when I left
the office I had a dull, thumping head
ache, so I thought I would try to walk it
off. Accordingly! started to walk home.
Just after I had crossed the bridge I ex
perienced a peculiar feeling. It was as
though I was walking up hflL The far
ther I walked the steeper the hfll seemed.
When I reached home I was utterly ex
hausted. I was at a loss to explain this
peculiar feeling until I came down this
morning and learned what caused it I
couldn't sleep all night as I was so ex
hausted, but I find that Sam Eldredge
wasonthesouth side as Iwas walking
home and that the north side tipped up."
ChicagoHerald.
Caaght ay m Moahey.
A murder is reported to have been
committed some way off Wynaad, in
which a monkey detected the murderers.
It appears that a juggler with his wife,
a goat and two monkeys were attacked
by two Moplahs, who killed all except
the male monkey, which escaped, and
buried the bodies in the jungle. The
male monkey took its station upon a big
tree, watched everything and when a
constable passed by the animal made
after "", laid hold on the man's leg and
dragged him to the place where the
bodies were buried. The bodies were ex
humed, after which the monkey showed
the way to a hut which the murderers
had entered. Not finding them, the
animal took the constable in another di
rection and, suddenly ran at full speed
and seised a Moplah, who was going to
bathe, near a tank, by the neck and
waited tm the constable arrived. This
led to the detection of the murderers,
who have been brought to Calicut
Singapore Free Freas.
A little over thirty years agoW.H.
Tinker offered to exchange ten acres of
land between Jackson, Canada, Fifteenth
and Grove streets for fifty lots in the
town of Superior, which was then re
jofcmg in a lordly "boom." Mr. Tinker
was very auxkos to effect the trade, but
the parties who owned the Superior lots,
among whom was Gen. Sanborn, thought
they had'toa. good a thing and pooh
poohed the Idea. Mr. Tinker offered the
same properly to Mr. BJohard Marvin
for $400, one-fourth cash and the bal
ance on time. Mr. Marvin didn take
kindly to the offer. That ten acres is
worth today at least $200,000, The Su
perior lots are probably not worth $5,000.
fiat then, in those days, there were ery
few people, if any, whose prophetic
svan rsmotaly. the
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Dare I tell thee all nyatoryr
b thy haadalOy bleat Ja,
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Rtad aad It ewooae to death!
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Lore's sweet secret ie revealed;
By thy blushes ia surprises
Lore haa Beared aaa wanonoealuL
Dare I fcU lore thus to lead aaet
Dare I tall thee how I aeetthesr
Envious rose, so proud repoatajc;
Oa her breast asore fragrant grow;
SwooaJar IQy, die diacloatar
All her raarinn thou nayeet kaow;
As I dare to ask her choose ne,
Aad I pray her aot reraw aae!
Harriet Maxwel Ooararaa.
"kivered:
Were I asked to name the races of the
south, I should answer: "White, black,
and the mountaineer." The latter be
longs to a distinctive race. While he
may be classed with the white as far as
color goes, his tastes, habits, character
istics and mode of life are peculiarly his
own. If he likes you he will make any
sacrifice to oblige you. If he hates you
he will seek your life with a determina
tion which nothing can damp. The
great world beyond his mountain home
is a sealed book to him. Helivesinhim
self , by himself and for himself.
I was riding over the spur of the Cum
berland mountains, which Gen. Morgan
(Federal) held so gallantly while Buell
and Bragg were driving each other by
turns over Kentucky, when I lost my
way. The mountain trails of the south
are dangerous puzzles to a stranger.
They run up and down twist turn
dodge lose themselves in dark ravines
and seem to suddenly end in dark and
lonely gaps. There is a feeling of lone
liness which you cannot shake off, and a
feeling of anxiety which rides with you
and keeps every sense alert Every rod
of the trail has its ambush, and every
quarter of a mile its cliff, seemingly
ready to fall upon you. I came to a
spot where three trails branched away.
It was luck and chance. I took one
which led me into a long, dark ravine,
where the summer sun has never yet
touched the icicles on the rugged rocks
nor cooled the mountain rivulet pouring
over the moss grown ledges. After go
ing a mile I felt that I was wrong, and
was about to turn back when a voice
suddenly called out through the semi
darkness: ""Stranger, you ar kivered! Throw up
your hands!"
If that command ever reaches your
ears, obey it at once and do your arguing
subsequently. It means that your head
or heart is in point blank range of bullet
or buckshot, with a finger resting on the
trigger and ready to pull if you don
obey the summons.
Tp went my hands.
After a long half minute a moun
taineer, who had a dead sight on me
with a double barreled shotgun across a
point of rock twenty feet ahead, stepped
into view on the trail and said:
"Stranger, slip down!"
I slipped off the saddle.
"Now lead yer mule up that ravine to
the right!"
I simply saw a man six feet high,
straight as an arrow, long haired, whis
kers unkempt, dress, that of a moun
taineer. Yes, I saw more. He held the
gun fair for my breast One suspicious
move on my part and I was a dead man.
He spoke in a low voice, but there was
that in his tones which chilled me.
Without a second look at him I took the
mule by the bite and led him up the
ravine. We had not gone twenty rods
before I scented a whisky still. At the
end of five rods more we were in a rude
camp. Two moonshiners sat on a log.
guns across their knees, and back of and
below them a still was running off its
extract of corn.
"One o' them spies!" said the man who
had followed me as I let go of the mule
and sat down on a stump.
"A good ketch!" growled one of the
sitters.
"Mighty kind in him to come yere!"
chuckled the other.
They were moonshiners, and they took
me for a spy sent out by the government
official of that district I looked from
one to the other. There was a determi
nation in each look an implacable
sternness of expression which would
have warned a genuine spy that his hour
had come. Not one glance of pity not
one line of mercy. A prisoner at the
stake among the Apaches would have
had more hope.
These men were law breakersout
laws being hunted after every day in
the year. Why? Because they were
g!.r.Hrg a living keeping eoul and body
together in the only way open to them.
The bite of valleys in the gnm old Cum
berlands will grow corn and potatoes.
The potatoes are wanted for the table.
If there is more corn than the razor
backed hog or the hvntg mule can
consume it is a dead loss. Convey it to
market two days, to go and two to
come, and sell it for two bite a bushel,
and the owner and sailer would starve
on the way. Make it into a barrel or
two of whisky and it will bring cash on
the spot, or very near it It is not to
grow rich not hoping to better his con
ditionbut simply to live. It is against
the law of the land. The mountaineer
may go ragged and hungry, but Toe must
not distill. It is the only law he breaks.
Aye! he even lives closer than most of
us to all the commandments. He breaks
it because grim necessity forces him to.
He is outlawed and hunted that officials
may make fees.
I knew all this before I looked into the
stern, set faces around me, and I knew
why I looked in vain for a gleam of
mercy.
"I am
SDOutme.
no spy," I said, as I looked
"I am a" traveler malting for
Cumbsrland Gap, and Tve lost my way."
"Go up that path!" commanded the
man who had captured me.
"Not until I satisfy you that I am not
a spy."
"Elver him, Joel" whispered the man
to cne of the others, and a shot gun cov
ered my breast again.
The leader ran back down the ravine
to be sure that no one had followed us.
When ha returned he said:
"Say yer prayers; stranger! Joe, when
Irizmyhanddoyouplughimr
"Did any of you ever hear of JoeBkk
aby?" I asked, trying hard to keep a
steady voice.
"WaO, what if wa had? asked the
"About a year ago I found him In jail
inB . He had been there for several
months. He was sick and out of money,
and I aided him. Here's his name in my
notebook. See?"
The man with the gun lowered his
weapon and cams closer and asked:
"Was anybody elm in the jail with
JoeT
"Yes half a doscm all nmonsliinera.
I sent to $3 worth of pipes and tobacco,
and I got one of lliem smas aatBiau,"
"He7s the chap, sere's shnMlanf ax-
Dare I safe thee, thoach aabWdea.
Of thy eeeret thereta Uddea?
the amen as I Unas! to the
"Oa my soul he is!" added the leader
as ha came up and removed my hat
"Burn our buttons!" whispered the
third.
In a minute more ft was all right and
they were shaking my hand so vigorously
that my shoulder ached. The humble
cabin a quarter of a mile away was open
tomeforevermore,and it was two days
before they would let go of me to resume
my journey. The wife at the cabin had
more perception than the men. She
looked me over and then said:
"Oh! sassafras, but you fellers fa all
blind! Hain't he Yank all over and all
through! .Whar's the sunburn? What's
the lingo? Whar's the hoss pistols?
Party muss you'd hev got yerseives into
killin a Yank, who don keer if every
branch in Tennessee runs d'ar whisky!
Better not be so handy with them guns
arterthia."
The leader walked beside me for five
miles when I left and aa we parted he
said:
"Stranger, when I told ye to say yer
prayers I meant they should be mighty
short Fd hev given ye about ten sec
onds, for I wanted to git yer body outen
the way. Yer couldn't hev told us nuth
in' else to prove that you wasn't a spy.
Give this paw a farewell squeese, and
don't lay it up agin me." M. Quad in
Detroit Free Press.
with lire
A practical farmer suggests in Ameri
can Agriculturist the wisdom of a sys
tem of rotation with live stock. He
says: Late in August I had four hens
"come off" with about forty Tauigahan
chicks. These, hatched from the same
lot of eggs, were fed in the same way
and managed under exactly similar con
ditions right through except that three
hens with thirty chicks were placed and
kept on a comparatively new piece of
land, while the fourth hen, with the re
mainder of the chickens, had to be satis
fied with quarters in the old poultry
yard. Those on new soil grew with won
derful rapidity, and have always re
mained perfectly healthy, while the
chicks in the old yard, although taking
a fine start, soon began to droop and to
die off, until now there is not one left.
Diarrhea took them alL As thorough
or (as I am tempted to call it) "wide"
rotation is one of the best and most sim
ple preventives of fungus diicasfn in
cereals, vegetables and fruits, and often
of injurious insects, so, if practiced with
poultry, it must aid in preventing the
attacks of cholera, dysentery, catarrh,
and especially that dread of the poultry
keeper, the gapes, as it is well known
that moist ground is one of the links in i
the transfer chain of the gape worm
from one fowl or chick to another. The
same principle, carried out in the man
agement of hogs, is a reasonably sure
protection from the attacks of swine
plague or cholera, as I have had frequent
opportunity to observe.
A HOUSE WITH A HISTORY.
The MnnioB Imaaovtalised by washJag
ton aad Halleck to Be Tera Dews.
I clambered down from the summit of
Washington Heights, and while study
ing the colonnade of an aged dwelling
was shocked by beholding a garish
poster that announced the sale by ex
ecutrix of the adjacent Lynch estate.
Had a circus bfll been flaunted from the
walls of a church there would have
seemed no whit more sacrilege. It was
here in this old landmark namely, the
manor house of the famed Mme. Juxnel,
that Fitz Greene Halleck beheld "At
midnight in his guarded tent the Turk
was dreaming of the hour when Greece,
her knee in suppliance bent should
tremble at his power." Here it was that
he composed the immortal poem "Marco
Bozzaris," and where the poet realized
that "An hour passed on the Turk
awc.ee; that bright dream was his last;
he awoke to hear his sentries shriek,
To arms! they come! the Greek! the
Greek!"
Not only is this storied old wooden
structure thus immortalized; its history is
likewise wrapped within the pages of the
history of our land. Pity 'tis that Har
lem river improvements, which make the
ground thereabouts so inestimably valua
ble, should be sacrificed to utilitarian de
mands; yet such it must be, owing to its
magnificence of situation at the termini
of the Sixth avenue "L" road, the Sub
urban Bapid Transit road and the New
York and Northern road, together with
its advantages by water, owing to facil
ities acquired by the erection of most
spacious dockage. Within these walls
Mme. Jumel lived an heiress born at
sea between France and the West Indies
in 1700, and who died in New York July
10,1868.
At 17 years of age Eliza that was her
Christian name eloped with and mar
ried CoL Peter Croix, a British officer,
and in moving to New York city be
came, through her extraordinary beauty
and talents, the friend and favorite of
many distinguished men of the age. At
the death of CoL Croix she married
Stephen Jumel, a French wine mer
chant, and removing with him to Paris,
became a leader of fashion under the
patronage of the Marquis de Lafayette.
Although her husband's wealth was
enormous, in a few years she exhausted
by her extravagance a large portion of
his fortune.
Beturning to this country she devoted
herself to its restoration, and with such
success that she soon regained more than
had been dissipated. Shortly after these
experiences Jumel died and then it was
she linked her name with that of Aaron
Burr, one of the mort picturesque char
acters in the annals of American states
manship. She had been acquainted with
him in her youth. Now she sought his
legal advice. At the time he was 78
years of age, but in 1800 they were mar-,
ried.
Through Texan speculations Burr lost
a large sum of Mme. Jumel's money.
which aha had placed In his hands a f ew
days after the wadding, and, as a result
aha filed a complaint against him and
the separation ensued, although there
WaM 80 Ql0CMt
Recently the Jumel estate has bean di
vkled and sold as dty lots, but the man
sion upon ft. which I have described,
erected by CoL Boder Morris in 1706,
still stands, and although the sale of the
Lynch estate, at the Real Estate Ex
change, may be the beginning of its
eventual downfall, the memory of its
historic walls wm be perpetuated to all
time. Washington has made it fragrant
with tales of the Bevofotion, f or In it ha
made Us headqusiteci; there Mme.
Jumel, who purchased tt in 1810, enter
tained Joseph Bonaparte, Moreen and
many other man of distinction. New
York Herald.
Bead stood one day in front of the
Hamilton house, on Fourteenth street,
where ha Uvea, There is a hill there,
not steep, but snmatiiites slippery. A
colored man was nrgmga borm attached
toaheavir loaded wagon. . Twice the
amnal sopped and falLand the driver
beat the beast with his whip. Presently
Beed stappad forward. In that sharp,
twanay voice so often heard and gener
ally feared in the house ha commanded
the negro to desist The
Us whip, whan Bead's big
I swaaTCoasandfaMaght tta driver's wrist
J masfcasggrasp. Taint head Usa thus
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assure you that we could not afford to place "GOLD
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possess more than ordinary merit.
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out sucna nooa or reproor as tnat colored
man had never before heard. The man
winced, wilted. He was mastered, phy
sically and morally. And the end of the
incident was a drawing of the wagon to
one side of the street. Beed amriating the
driver therein, and a sending of the poor
horse away to the blacksmith to have
now shoes put on his old feet Washing
ton Letter.
Elevates far Uoeae Use.
The ingenious plan proposed by a Ber
lin inventor, of a simple and inexpensive
elevator for private dwellings in place of
the ordinary etaircase, has , attracted
some attention as a long felt desidera
tum. It is on the principle of the in
clined railway, and the motive power is
furnished by the city water, which is
applied in the cellar; each flight has its
separate chair, so that, for example, one
person can ascend from the first to the
second story while another is on his way
from the second to the third, or still an
other is descending from the fifth to the
fourth. The chair, being of the width
of the human body, requires but little
space, and still leaves a free passage for
any who wish to walk up or down in
stead of riding. It is set in motion by a
simple pressure upon one of its arms,
whflo after it has been used it slides back
to the bottom step, its descent being reg
ulated in such a manner that the carry
ing of a passenger is a matter of entire
safety. New York Telegram.
ateaestei's Caatare.
When Sara, the famous high kicker,
was herewith Emily Sokkne, she was
written up and illustrated in the columns
of the paper which seems to have a
weakness for high kickers. When the
article on Sara was written up it was
desired to obtain her portrait for a cut
Fred Hall was then the city editor and
he directed one of his reporters to call
on Sara and secure a picture from her.
In about an hour he returned to the of
fice. He entered the local room and
said: "Mr. Hall, I couldn't get her pict
ure, but here's Sara,' and the wonder
ful high kicker pirouetted gracefully Into
the sanctum, while Mr. Hall removed
his pipe from his mouth and gased at
her in amassment through hk glasses.
Then he hastily directed that she bare
moved to the artist's room and sketched.
Chicago Herald.
A fact not generally known about Sen
ator Biddlaberger fa that he ia the dead
shot of the senate. This fact was re
cently developed by some of bis exploits
in a shooting gallery not far from the
CapitoL The senator and soma friends
had dropped in for a few minutes' quiet
sport with the rifle. The others of the
party, after several scattering shots,
which endangered the lives of the in
habitants of the neighborhood, gave way
to the senator, who gave a superb exhi
bition of marksmanship. He broke with
comparative ease the glass balls spinning
about on an axis, and smashed clay
pipes in reckless profusion. His favor
ite sport, however, was the breaking of
gilt balls about an inch in diameter,
which were thrown into a fountain, and
danced about on top of a little jet of
water. Baltimore American.
A Hew
A new textile has been discovered in
Buasia on the borders of the Caspian sea.
The plant Is called kanaff by the natives
and attains a height of ten feet from
it a chemist has obtained a textile mat
ter which Is soft elastic and silky , gives
thread which fa very tough and can be
bleached without injury. The stuffs
manufactured out of kanaff can be suc
cessfully dyed in every shade of color,
and would compete with any of the
ordinary furnishing materials now in
use. But it fa particularly for making
sacks, tarpaulin, ropes, etc., that this
new textile, from its chsapnsss audits
extraordinary resisting power, might
defy all competition. New York Tele-
Vtve
A story was told the other day of a
prominent lawyer of St Paul, whose
handwrJtmg Is none the. bast that
amused me. It ssams that he had just
heeoma the happy father of a bouncing
baby boy, and m hk joyherashedtoa
telegraph omoe and seat the following
toluslxotawrt Hxme Dairy ooy.
bov aaw well.- His bro-
Kve baby soys.'
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To tms Enrron Please inform your
readers that I have a positive remedy
for the. above named disease. By its
timely use thousands of 'hopeless esses
have been persaaneutly cared. I shall
be glad to send two bottles of my reme
dy nan to any of your readers who have
oonammption if they will send ma their
express and post osaoe address. Jlsspect
faDy, T. A. Slocuv, M. CL, 181 Pearl
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God strilos with his finger end not
with his arm.
Gariealag far ladles.
Make up your bed early in the morn
ing, sew buttons on your husband's
shirt; do not rake up grievances; protect
the young and tender branches of your
family; plant smiles of good temper and
reap a crop of health and happiness;
root out the causes of nervous debility
and "female weakness," by the use of Dr.
Pierce's Favorite Prescription. It is a
sovereign specific and thousands of the
fair sex bless the day they first heard of
lc 11 is roe oniy medicine ror women,
aold by druggists, under a positive
guarantee, from the manufacturers, that
it will give satisfaction in every case or
money will be refunded. This guarantee
has been printed on the bottle wrapper,
and faithfully carried out for many
years.
To cleanse the stomach, liver, and
system generally, use Dr. Pierce's Pel
lets. The mouse that hath but one hole is
quickly taken.
Aa Afceelate Care.
The ORIGINAL ABDETINE ODTx
MENT is only put up in large two-ounce
tin boxes, and is an absolute euro tor
old sores, burns, wounds, chapped hands
and all kinds of skin eruptions. Will
positively cure all kinds of piles. Aak for
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Sold by Dowty k Becher at 25 cents per
box by mail 30 cents. marTy
Take heed of a person marked and a
widow thrice married.
English Spavin Liniment removes all
hard, soft or calloused lumps and blem
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splints, sweeney, ring-bone, stifles,
sprains, all swolen throats, coughs, etc.
Save $50 by use of one bottle. Warranted.
Sold by C. B. Stillman, druggist, Co
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obstruction of nose, discharges failiagr iato
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at others, thick, tenacious, mucoua. Bwuleat,
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deafness, diflculty of clearing; throat, expecto
ration of offensive matter: breath offeaMve:
aeaell and taste impaired, aad general debility.
Only a few of these symptoms likely to be pres
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sumption. and end in the grave.
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