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THE GREENVILLE ENTERPRISE.
Dfuolffr to Potilif5, 3tiItUigfttcf, avto i\)t 3inpvo?fiiunl oi tl %iak antr Countaty.
JOHN C. k EDWARD BAILEY. PRO'RS. GREENVILLE, SOPTH CAROLINA, OCTOBER 12, 1870. VOLUME XVII-NO. M.
C. F. TOWNES, EDITOR.
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3uiell>* dropped down again, adrested
a few words to one of the
inside passengers, effected an exchange
of 6eats, and us quietly took
his place inside. Mr. Iiainhn never
allowed his philosophy to interfere
with decisive and prompt ac
tion.
I fear that this irruption of Jack
cast some restraint upon the other
passengers ? particularly those
who were making themselves most
agreeable to the lady. One of
them leaned forward, and apparently
convej-cd to her information
regarding Mr. Ilamliirs profession,
in a single epithet. Whether Mr.
llamlin heard it, or whether he
recognised in the informant a distinguished
jurist, from whom, but
a few evenings betore, be had won
several thousand dollars, I can not
say. Ilis colorless face betrayed
no 6ign ; his black eyes, quietly
observant, glanced indifferently |
past me legui genijeman, ana rested
on the much more pleasing features
of his neighbor. An Indian
stoicism?said to be an inheritance
from his maternal ancestor? stood
him in good service, until the rolling
wheels rattled upon the rivergravel
at Scott's Ferry, and the
stage drew up at the International
Hotel for dinner. The legal ientlernan
and a member of Congrc6e
leaped out, and stood ready to assist
the descending goddess, while
Colonel Starbottle, of Siskivon,
took charge of her parHsol and
Bhawl. In this multiplicity of attention,
there wa6 a momentary
confusion and delay. Jack Hamlin
quietly opened the opposite
door of the couch, took the lady's
hand?with that decision and pos
ItivertoM which a hesitating and
undecided tex know how to admire?ana
in an instant had dexterously
and gracefully swung her
to the ground* and again lifted her
to the platform. An audible chuckle
on the box* I fear, came from
that other cynic, M Yuba Bill," ?ho
driver. u Look kecrfully arter
that baggage. Kernel,** said the
expressman, with affected concern,
as he looked after Colonel fitarbottie,
gloomily bringing up tho rear
ot the triumphant procession to
tho wnilinc rnftm
r O """
Mr. Hainlin did not stay for
From the Overland Monthly.
BROWN OF "CALAVERAS.
A subdued tone of conversuti n,
and the absence of cigar-smoke
and bnot-heele. at the windows of
the Wingdam stage coach, made
it evident that one of the inside
passengers was a woman. A disposition
on the part ot loungers, at
the stations, to congregate before
the window, ?nd some concern in
regUrd to thq appearance of coats,
hats, and collars, further indicated
that site was lovely. All ot which
Mr. Jack Ilamlin, on lite-box seat,
noted witty the smile ot cynical
philosophy. Not that ho depreciated
the sex, but thai I o recog
nized therein a deceitful element,
the pursuit of which sometimes
drew mankind away from the
equally uncertain blandishments
ot poker?ot which it tnay he remarked
that Mr. Ilamlin was a
professional exponent.
So that, when he placed his narrow
b>K)t on the wheel ami leaped
down, lie did not even glance at
the wjiidow from which a green
veil tfnn nnUoi-ino Wnt 1..11 ?<?..<!
..
and down with that listless end
? gravfe indifference of his class,
which was, perhaps, the next tiling
to good breeding. IJis closely
buttoned figure, and self contained
air^ were in marked contrast to the
other passengers, and their fever
ish restlessness and boisterous
emotion; and even Hill Masters, a
graduate of Harvard, with his
slovenly dress, his overflowing vitality,
his intense appreciation of
lawlessness and barbarism, and bis
month filled with crackers und
cheese, I fear, cut but an unromantic
figure beside this lonely
calculator of chances, with his pale
Greek face, and Homeric gravity.
The driver called " all aboard,"
and Mr. Hamlin returned to the
coach. His foot was upon the
wheel, and his face raised to the
level of the open window, when,
at the same moment, what appeared
to him to he the finest c\es in
the world. Rndd?tdv n?>t Inn I la
dinner. His horse was already
saddled, and awaiting him. lie
dashed over the ford, up thegrav- '
elly hill, and out into the dnstv
perspective of tho Wingdam Road,
like one leaving an unpleasant
fancy behind him. The inmates
of dusty cabins by tho roadside
shaded their oyes with their hands,
and looked after him, recognizing
the man by the horse, and speculating
what " was up with Comanche
Jack." Yet much of this interest
centered in the horse, in a
community w here tho time made
by 41 French Pete's " mare, in his
run from the Sheriff of Calaveras,
eclipsed all concern in the ultimate
fate of that worthy.
The sweating flanks of his gray
at lencrth recalled liitn to himself.
lie checked hie speed, and, turning
into a by road?sometimes us
ed as a ctit~off-?trotted leisurely
along, the reins hanging listlessly
from his fingers. As he rode on,
the chnracter of the landscape
changed, and became more pastoral.
Openings in groves of pine
and sycamore disclosed sotnc rude
attempts at cultivation?a flowering
vino trailed over the <poich of
one cabin, and a woman rocked her
cradled babe under the roses of
another. A little farther on, Mr.
IIami in came upon some bare-legged
children, wading in the wil
h?wy creek, and so wrought npon
them with a badinage peculiar to
himself that they were embolden
ed to climb up bis horse's legs and
over his saddle, until he was tain
to develop an exaggor ted ferocity
of demeanor, and to escape, leaving
behind some kisses and coin.
And then, advancing deeper into
the woods, where all signs of habitation
failed, lie began to sing?up
lifting a tenor so singularly sweet,
and shaded by a pathos so subdu
in? and tender, that I wot the rob- ins
and linnets stopped to listen.
Mr. Hamlin's voice was not cnlti
r ated ; the subject ot his song was
Oftllt I ?? i.o ft a?1 1 n tx, ... I
ot'iuu oviv iIIIVIIiai miJitUY, uun uw
cd from the negro minstrels, but
there was some occult quality of
tone and expression that thrilled
through all u spirit inexpressibly
touching. Indeed, it was a wonderful
sight to see this sentimental
blackleg, with a pack ot cards in
his pocket and a revolver at his
hack, sending his voice before him
through the dim woods with a
plaint about his "Nelly's grave,"
in a way that overflowed tho eyes
of the listener. A sparrow-hawk,
fresh from his sixth victim, possibly
recognizing in Mr. Hamlin a
kindred spirit, stared at him in
surprise, and was tain to confess
the superiority of man. With a
superior predatory capacity, he
couldn't sing.
Hut Mr. llamlin presently found
himself again on the high-road,
and at his former pace. Hitches
and banks of gravel, denuded lull
sides, stumps, and decayed trunks
of trees took the place of woodland
and ravine, and indicated his approach
to civilization. Then n
church-steeple came insight, and
he knew i hat he had i eached home.
In a lew moments he was clatter
ing down the single narrow street,
that lost itself in a chaotic in in ot
races, ditches, and tailings at the
toot of the hill, and dismounted bofore
the gilded windows of the
" Magnolia n saloon. Passing
through tho long bar-room, he
pushed open a green-baize door,
entered a dark passage, opened another
door with a pass key, and
tound himself in a dimly-lighted
room, whose furniture, though elegant
and costly for the locality,
showed signs of abuse. Tho inlaid
centre-table was overlaid with
stained disks that were not contemplated
in the original design.
The embroidored arm chairs, were
discolored, and the greou-velvct
lounge on which Mr. Hamlin
threw l-.iinselt was soiled at the '
foot with tho red soil of Wingdain.
Mr. llam.lin did not sing in his
cage, lie lay still, looking at a
liiirtilv Aiili.rod Itftinlimr ntuivn tilin
"6 "V J >!? ,
representing a .young creature ot
opulent charms It occurred to
hiin then, for the first time, that he
ad never seen exactly that kind
ot a woman, and that, if he should,
he would not, probably, fall in
love with her. Perhaps he was
thinking of another style ot beauty.
Bin just then some one knocked at
the door. Without rising, he pulled
a cord that apparently shot
back a bolt; for the door swung
often, and a man entered.
The new coiner was broad
shouldered and robust?a vigor .
not borne out in the face, which,
though handsome, was singularly
weak, and disfigured by dissipation
lie appeared to be also under the <
influence of liquor, for he started
tin boo i r > iv ft*- an/l omlA ,
" I thought Kate was litre stain- <
more-1, and seemed confused and
embarrassed.
Mr. iinnilin smiled the suaile I
which he had bofore worn on the i
Wingdam Ci-ach, and sat up, (|?ite !
refreshed, end ready for business.
"Yon didn't come np on -the
stage,*1 continued the new comer,
"did youf*
" No," replied Hamlin ; "1 left
it at Scott's Ferry. It isn't due
for half an hour yet. But how's
lock. Brown ?"
" D?n bad," said Brown, his
face suddenly assuming an expression
ot weak despair; "I'm
cleaned out again. Jack," he
continued, in a whining tone, that
formed a pitiable contrast to his
bulky figure, " can't you'help me
with a hundred till to-morrow's
clean up! Yen see I've got to
send money home to the old vroman,
and?you've 'won twenty
times that amount from me."
The conclusion was, perhaps, not
entirely 'logical, but Jack overlooked
it, and handed tlio sum to his
visitor. *.1 The old woman business
is about played out. Brown," he
added, by way of commentary;
" why don't you say you want to
buck agin' faro! You know you
ain't married 1"
M Fact, sir," said Brown, with a
sudden gravity, as it the mere contact
of tho gold with the palm of
the Land had imparted some dignity
to bis frame. " I've got a
wito?a d? good one, too, if I do
say it?in the States. It's three
year since 1'ro seen her, and a
3*ear since I've writ to her. When
things is about staight, and we get
down to the lead, I'm going to
send for her."
"And Kate?" queried Mr.
Ilainlin, with liis previous smile.
Mr. Brown, of Calaveras, essayed
an archness of glance, to cover
Iris confusion, which his weak'face
and whiskey-muddled intellect but
poorly carried out, and said :
44 L>? it, Jack, a man must have
a little liberty, you know. But
come, what do you say to a little
game ) Give us a show to double
this hundred.1'
Jack llamlin looked curiously
at his fatuous friend. Perhaps he
knew that the man was predestined
to lose the money, and preferred
that it should flow hack into
his own coders, rather than any
other. IJe nodded his head, and
drew his chair toward the table.
At tho samo moment, there came
a rap upon the door.
4V It's Kate,'1 said Mr. Brown.
Mr. Hamlin shot back the bolt,
and the door opened. But for the
first time in his life, he staggered
to hie feet, utterly unnerved and
abashed; and for the first timo in
his life, the hot blood crimsoned
his colorless cheeks to his forehead.
For beforo him stood the lady he
had lifted from tho Wingdam
coach, whom Brown?dropping
tiis cat ds with a hysterical laugh?
greeted us?
44 My old woman, by thunder I11
They say that Mrs. Brown burst
into tears, and reproaches of her
husband, 1 saw her, in 1S57, at
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iu.urjsvi.iu, HFia aisoeneve tho story.
And the Wingduin Chroniclo,
of the next week, under the head
of " Touching Reunion," said:
*' One of those henutitnl and touching
incidents, peculiar to California
life, occurred, last week, in
our city. The wife of one of Wingdam's
eminent pioneers, tired ot
the etfeto civilization of the East,
and its inhospitable -climate, re-'
solved to join tier noble husband,
upon these golden shores. Without
informing him or her intention,
she undertook the long journey,
and -arrived last week. The
joy of the husband may be easier
imagined than described. The
meeting is said to have been indescribably
affecting. We trust her
example may be tollowed."
Whether owing to Mrs. Brown's
influenco, or tosoine moro successful
speculations, Mr. Brown's financial
fortune, from that day,
steadily improved. lie bought out
his partf?cr8 in the "Nip and
Tuck " lead, with money said to
have been won at poker, a week or
two after liis wife's arrival, but
which rumor, adopting Mis.
Brown's theory that Brown had
fore wot n the gaming-table, alleged
to have been furnished by Mr.
Jack Hamlin. lie built and tarnished
the Winpdam House,1'
which pretty Mrs. Brown^ great
popularity kept overflowing with
guests, lie was elected to the Assembly,
and gave largess to
churches. A street in Wtngdam
was named in bis honor.
Yet, it was noted that in proportion
as he waxeri wealthy and fortunate,
he grew pale, Vllin, and
anxious. As his wife's popularity
increased, lie became fretful and
impatient. The most uxorious of
husbands?be was absurdly jeal
ou8. It he did not interfere with
Itie wife's social liberty, it was because?it
was maliciously whispered,
that his first and only attempt
was mot by an outburst irom Mrs.
Brown that terrified him into silenco.
Much of this kind of goe
lip cams from those of her own sex
wltora she had supplanted in (bo
chnralroue attentions of Wingdam;
which, like most popular ehiralry,
was devoted to an admiration of
power, whether of masculine force
or feminine beaaty. It should be
remembered, too, in her extenuation,
tlmt, since her arrival, she
had been the unconscious priestess
of a mythological worship, perlinns
'not mnrn nnnnlilintr fn ti?r
-w ? I? ?? "w"
womanhood than that which distinguished
En older Greek democracy.
I think that Brown was
dimly conscious of this. But his
'only confidant was Jack Ilandin,
whoso infelix refutation naturally
precluded any open intimacy with
the family, and whose visits were
(infrequent.
It was midsummer, and a moonlit
night; and Mrs. Brown, very
rosy, large eyed, and pretty, sat
upon the piazza, enjoying the fresh
incense of the mountain breeze,
and, it is to be feared, another incense,
which was not so fresh, nor
quite as innocent. Beside her sat
Colonel Star bottle and Judge
Boompointer, and a later addition
to her court, in the slrnpe or a for-1
eign tourist. She was in good
spirits.
44 What do you see /clown tho
road 1" inquired the gal'ant Colonel,
who had been conscious, for
the last few minutes, that Mrs.
Brown's attention was diverted.
44 Dust," said Mrs. Brown, with
a sigh. 4* Only Sister Anne's flock
ot sheep."
The Colonel, whose literary rc j
collections did not extend farther
?I.-- 1 ? ? - ?
uni/K man mm wueK 8 pH|HM', IOOK
a more practical view. " It ain't
sheep," lie continued; "it's a
horseman. Judge, ain't that Jack
Hamlin's gray ?"
But the Judge didn't know ; and,
a9 Mrs. Brown suggested, the air
wa9 growing too cold for further
investigations, they retired to the
parlor.
Mr. Brown was in the stable,
where he generally retired after
dinner. Perhaps it was to show
his contempt fur his wife's companions
; perhaps, like other weak
natures, ne found pleasure in the
excrciic of absolute power over inferior
animals. lie had a certain
gratification in the training of a
chestnut mare, whom ho could
lieator caress as pleased him, which
lie couldn't do with Mrs. Brown.
It was here that lie recognized a
certain gray horse which had just
come in, and, looking a little tarthcr
on, found his rider. Brown's
greeting was cordial and hearty ;
Mr. Hamlin's somewhat restrained.
But at Brown's urgent roquest,
he followed him up the back
stairs, to a narrow corridor, and
ilicncc to a small room looking out
upon the stable yard. It was plain
ly furnished with a bed, a table, a
few chairs, and a rack for guns and
! whins.
* Tl?is jer's my home. Jack,''
said Drown, with a sigh, ai lie
threw himself upon the bed, and
motioned his companion to a chair,
44 IJer room's t'other end of the
hall. It's mor'n six months since
we've lived together, or met, ox
cept at meals. It's mighty rough
paj?er8 on the head of the house?
ain't it V' he said, witli a forced
laugh. 44 But I'm glad to see ye,
iJack, d?gh\d," and ho reached
from the bed, and again shook the
unresponsive hand of Jack llain
lin. I
441 brought ye up here, for l'
dldnt want to talk in the stahlo;
though, for the matter of that, it's
all round town. Don't strike" a
light. We can talk hero in the
moonshine. Put-up your feet on
that wiridcr, and Bit here beside
me. Thar's whiskey in that jug."
Mr. 7/amlin did not avail himself
of the information. Drown, of
Calaveras, turned his face to the
wall, and continued:
44 If I didn't love the woman,
Jack, I wouldn't mind. But it's
loving her and seeing her, day ar
tcr Uuy, goin* on at this rate, and j
no one to put down tlio brake:
that's wSiat gits mo ! But I'm glad
to see ye, Jack, d? glad."
In the darkness he groped about
until lie had found and wrung his
companion's hand again. 2/b
would have detained it, but Jack
slipped it into tlio buttoned breast
ot liis coat, and asked, listlessly,
" Z/uw long has this been going
on I"
" Ever sinco she came horc; ever
since tho day she walked into
the Maguolia. I was a ford then:
Jack, lin a fool now ; but I didn't
know how much I loved her till
then. And she hasn't boeri the
same woman sence.
44 But that ain't all, Jack; and
itV what I wanted to see yon
about, and I'm glad you've come.
It ain't that she doesn't love tne
any more; it ain't that she fools
with every chap that comes along,
for, perhaps, 1 staked her lovo and
loet it, as 1 did everything else at
the Magnolia: and. n?rlmrwa
_ f .W.- I
in' ia natcral to some women, and
thar ain't no great hArm done,'
'eept to the fbols. Bnt, Jack, 1
think?I think she lores somebody
else. Don't move, Jack; don't 1
> move ; if yonr pistol linrtB ye take
it off.
, 44 It's been more'n six months
' now that she ha9 seemed tin happy i
and lonesome, and kinder nervous
and scared like. And sometimes
I've ketched her looking at me
sort of timid and pitying. And
she writes to somebody. And for
the last week she has been gather-1
ing her own things?trinkets, and
furbelows, and jewelry?and,
! Jack, I think she is going off. I
could stand alt but that. To have
her stoal awav like a tlrief?"
| LJe put his face downward to
the pillow, and for a few moments
there was no sound but tlio ticking
of a clock on the mantel.?
Mr. Hamlin lit a cigar, ami moved
to the open window. The moon
no longer shone in the room, and
the bed and its occupant were in
Shadow. 44 Whnt stmll I do,
Jack?" said the voice from the
darkness.
The answer camo promptly and
clearly from the window slUe,
41 Sp?>t the man and kill him on
sight."
44 But, Jack I"
<4 lie's took the risk !"
44 But will that bring her back ?"
Jack did not reply, but ino^cd
from the window toward the door.
44 Don't go yet, Jack; light the
candle, and sit at tho tabic. It is
a - comfort to sco ye, if nothing
else."
Jack hesitated, and then complied.
Mo drew a pack of cards i
from his pocket and shuffled them, j
glancing at the bed, but Brown's
faco was turned to the wall.?
When Mr. Hamlin bad shuffled
the cards, ho cut them, and dealt
one card on tho opposite side of
the table and toward tho bed, and
another on his side of the table,
for himself. The first was a
aeuce : ins own card, a king. He
then shuffled and cut again. This
time " dummy " had a queen, and
himself a four spot. Jack bl ight
ened up for the third deal. It
brought his adversary a deuce,
and himself a king again. "Two
out of Jhree," said Jack, audibly.
"What's that, Jack t* said
Brown.
" Nothing."
Then Jack tried his hand with
dice, but he always threw sixes,
and his imnginai v opponent aces.
The force of habit is sometime?
amusing.
" Meanwhile, some magnetic influence
in Mr. Hamlin's presence,
or the anodyne of liquor, or both,
brought surcease of sorrow, and
Brown slept. Mr. Hamlin moved
his chair to the window, and looked
out on the town of Wingdam,
now sleeping peacefully?its harsh
outlines softened and subdued, its
glaring colore mellowed and sobered
in the moonlight that flowed
ovor all. In the hnsh he could
hear tlie gargling of water in the
ditches, and the sighing of the
pines beyond tiio hill. Then ho
looked up at tiie firmament, and,
as he diii so, a star shot across the
twinkling field. Presently another,
and then another. The phenomenon
suggested to Mr. Hamlin
a fresh augury. If, in another
fifteen minutes, another star should
fall. lie sat there, watch in hand,
for twice that time, but the phenomenon
was not repeated.
The clock struck two, and
Drown still slept. Mr. Hamlin
(fcftpronehed the r?tblo. and took
from his pocket a lofter, which he
read bj* the flickering candle-light.
It contained only a singlo lino,
written in pencil, in a woman's
hand :
" Do at the corral, with the hnggy,
at three."
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Alio eiooj>oi iiiuvuu uneasily, IW1U
then awoke: 44 Arc 3 oil there,
Jack ?"
44 Yes."
41 Don't go yet. I dreamed, just
now, Jack?dreamed of old times.
I thought that Sue and mo was being
married agin, and that the parson,
Jack, was?who do you think ?
?you 1"
The gambler laughed, and seated
himself on the bed, with the 1
paper still in his hand.
4k It is a good sign, ain't it?" *
queried Brown.
*' I reckon. Say, old man, .
hadn't yon better get np?"
The u old man, thus affectionately
Appealed to, rose, with the 1
assistance of Hamlin's outstretched '
hand.
44 Smoke ?"
Brown mechanically took the *
proffered cigar.
" ljlglll I 1
Jnck had twisted tho letter into i
a spiral, lit it, and held it for h<s
companion, llo continued to hold
it until it was consumed, and t
dropped the fragment, like a fiery ^
Btar, from tho open window, llo <
watched it as it fell, and thon ro- \
tnrned to his friend. I
" Old man," he said, placing
his hands upon Brown's shoulders,
" in ten minutes Til bo on the (
road, and gone like that spark, j
Wo won't see each other agin ; but. f
before I go, take a fool's advice;
sell out all you've got, take your t
wife with you, and quit the coun> t
try. It ain't no place for you, nor 1
her. Tell her she must go ; make i
her go, if she won't. Don't whine t
because you can't be a saint, and j
she ain't an angel. Be a man, and t
treat her like a woman. Don't be <
a damned fool. Good-by." I
Tearing himself from Brown's i
grasp, ho leaped down the stairs I
like a deer. At the stable door he j
collared the half sleeping hostler, <
and hacked him against the wall. '
"Saddle 1113' horse in two minutes, 1
or IJ1?'' The ellipsis was fr ightfull
V fill irrrnfiti vo
V I
44 The missis said you was to I
have tlio buggy," stammered the i
man. ]
44 D?n the buggy 1" i
The horeo was saddled as fast as 1
tho nervous hands of the astonish
ed hostler could manipulate
buckle and strap.
44 Is anything up, Mr. Ilnmlin ?"
said the man, who, like all his
class, admired tho elan of his fiery
patron, and was really concerned
in liis welfare. 1
44Stand aside!" 1
The man fell back. With an i
oath, a bound, and clatter, Jack '
was into the road. In another *
moment, to the man's half-awaken- i
cd eyes, he was but a moving i
cloud of dust in the diftance, to- '
ward which a star just loosed from
its brethren was trailing a stream i
of firo. i
But, early that morning, the
dwellers by the Wingdatn turnpike,
miles away, heard a voice,
pure as a sky lark's singing. They
who were asleep, turned over on
their rude conches to dream of <
youth, and love, and olden days. 1
Rough-featured men anj anxious t
gold-seekers, already at work, i
ceased their labors and leaned up- il
on their picks, to listen to a roinan- <
tic vagabond ambling away 1
against the rosy sunrise. 1
Rising in the World.
Bear constantly in mind that
nine-tent lis of ii6 are, from the very
nature and necessities of tho world, j
born to earn our livelihood by the !
sweat of our brow. What reason '
have we, then, to presumo that our
children are not to do the same? !
If they be, as now and then one 1
will be, endowed with extraordi- ;
naiy powers of mind, those powers
may have an opportunity of '
developing themselves; and if 1
they never have that opportunity, '
the harm is not very great to us or
to them. Nor does it hence fol- 1
low that tho descendants of labor- J
e?s arc ill ways to DC laborers. The
path upward is 6teep and long, to !
be sure. Industry, carc, skill, ex- .
cellcnce in the present parent, lay 1
the foundation of a riso under
more favorable circumstances for '
tho children. The children of i
these take another rise; and by*
and by the descendants of the pros- !
ent laborer become men of dis- '
tinction. This is the natural prog- '
rcss. It is by attempting to reach '
the top at a single leap that so '
much misery is produced in the '
world ; and the propensity to make
such attempts has been cherished
and encouraged by tho strange
projects that we have witnessed of 1
late years for making the laborers
virtuous and linr.nv Iw mvlnw
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them what is culled education.
This education consists in bringing
tip children to lnbor with #teadi- *
ness, with rare, and with skill; to I
show them how to do as many use- '
fill things n3 possible; to teach
them how to do them in the best
manner ; to set them an example {
its industry, sobriety, cleanliness, ,
and neatness; to make these habit- ,
ual to them, so that they shall nevor
be liable to fall into the contra- ,
ry ; to let them always sec a good ,
living proceeding from labor, and ]
tlms to remove from them the
temptat on to get at the goods of ,
others by violent or fraudulent j
means, and to keep far from their 1
:__11 .t * -
mums an me inuuccments lo hypo- }
3risy and deceit.
Tiik big woods, near Minneapo- |
is, Minn., aro said to be full of ?
logs. The farmers find that pork
aiding is far more profitable than j
production of grain, and aro en- (
paging in it largely. During tlie j
vinter it is estimated that over ,
^25,000 worth of pork hns been i
old at Watcrtown, besides all ^
hat lias found a market in Min-?
icapolis and St. Paul.
A militia. officer being told by *j
i phrenologist that ho had tho or;cn
of locality very largo, inno.
:ontly replied, "Very likely; 1
vaa fifteen years a colonel in tho h
ocal militia.'' t
How to Banish Flans.
A Missouri correspondent of the
Country Gentleman gives his e*?
jcrienco in ridding his premises of
leas as follows:
Soma years ago I had a barn
hat u hundred hoad of hogs wero
illowed to winter in until soring.
Hie fleas became so numerons that
t wai not safe to approach nearer
liau 20 yards, unless a man Was
>roof against their bites, as many
ire, to my knowloge. I determined
to clear them out, and directed
:wo negroes to remove all the dust
and dry dirt; haul eight or ton
[>arrcls of water, and wet the floor
and walls perfectly; collect a
quantity of pennyroyal and black
walnut leafves; cover the floor
throe inches deep, and set some
boughs of the walnut against the
walls and troughs. In six days
tliero was not a flea to be soen,
and a trainer ot race horses occu*
|>ied the barn all summer without
molestation. I have known sheep
turned into the stable and barn-yard
and kept there, anil the fleas get
in tho wool and perish, or aro
carried oft* to the pastures.
The Scientific American furnish~
es the following:
The oil of pennyroyal will
drive those insects off; but a
cheaper method, where tho herd
flourishes, is to throw vrwm- liniw nnH
? " J ""b"
cuts into a decoction ot it onco a
week. Mow the herb, and scatter
it in beds of pigs onco a
month. I have seen this done for
many years in succession. Where
the herb cannot be goi, the oil may
be procured. In this case, saturate
strings with it, and tie them
around the necks of dogs and cats ;
pour a little ?on the back and
about the cars of hogs which you
can do while they arc feeding, without
touchimj; them.
L?y repeating this application
every 12 or 15 days the fleas will
flee from your quadrupeds,
to their relief and improvement,
und your relief and comfort in the
house. Strings saturated with the
nil of pennyroyal, and tied around
the necks and tails of horses, will
drive off lice ; the strings should
be saturated onco a day.
Tho Power Education.
The unexpected and almost unprecedented
success which have
it tended tho Prussians in the war,
now waging, has been a subject of
frequent admirating comment,
while equal sunwise has been man
ifeetcd at tho ill 6uccc6s of the
French. A moment's reflection
will, however, enable any common
sense individual to fathom tho
cansc of tho Prussian success. It
is due mainly to education. Says
tho New York Standard: "The
Prussians aro the best educated
[>eoplo in tho world. Our own
common school systotn, much as it
s prized by us, properly as wo
joost of it, is not as perfect in all
ts parts as the common school sys:ein
ot Prussia. While wo are
tliscnssing the subject of compul*
lory education, Prussia shows us
generations ol well trained tnen
md women, educated by direction
;>f the State. While there aro
imong us, especially in the agricultural
districts, children of
American birth, who are unable to
read and write there is scarcely
to be found anywhere a German
without the^e acquirements. A
people educated makes tho best
soldiers; especially when their military
training is iu every way
equal to their system of general
education." And it is to this general
diffusion of the principles of
education amongst the masses that
[rives the American soldiers such
Iccidcd superiority.
An Easy Placr?Rev. Ilcnry
Ward Rcecher some time since received
a lettor from a young
nan, who recommended himself
rery highly as being honest, and
closed with the request.: " Get
ne an easy situation, that honesty
nay bo rewarded." To which Mr.
Beoeher replied :
" Don't bo an editor if yon
tfOtild bo 4 easy.' Do not try tho
aw. Avoid school-keeping.?
tveep out of tho pulpit. Let alone
ill ships, stores, shops and merchandise.
Abhor politics. Keep
vway from lawyers. Don't pracice
medicine. Re not a fanner
lor a mechanic ; neither a soldier
lor a sailor. Don't stud v.?
Don't think Don't work, l^ono
)f them nro easy. O, iny honest
riend, yon are in a very hard
vorld ! I know of bnt ono real
easy ' place in it. That is the
jravo."
Pkksons who prefer stalo bread
:an havo their taste gratified by
ending to Pompeii, whero thoy
nivo loaves which were baked
>vcr eighteen hundred years ago.
?
What arc the l>CKt kin<l of ftgriHiltnral
fair*? Fannora* ilangh>
ere.