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f V ? , f** . . - jj| THE TRIBUNE. VOL. I.--NO. 35. BEAUFORT, S. C., JULY 21, 1875. $2.50 PER ANNUM. V ? ; ? ??? ? ? ? ? ? * * Another's. She ban the most alluring oyos, A little Grecian nose* , She wears the most bewitching guise, ( And parti-colored hose ! Ilor touch can thrill oue strangely when When one clasps her in the dance; At least, they tell me so?bnt then, i I never had the chance! 1 Ilor melting tones, fo people Bay, Intoxic .to the brain, And leave, when she has gono away, A joy akin to pain. . Her voice ia like sweet music when Its strains are soft and low; So those who'vo heard it say?but then, I never did, you know She makes the most superb ragout? Knits stockings by the score; Knows Latin, and Italian, too, Greek, French, and plenty more ! I * Sho'* just the girl to sweeten lifeAdorable !?divine ! i In short, she is a perfect wife ! But thou she isn't mine ! : ' On a handsome lawn fronting an old ^ ivy-grown mansion in the State of Vir- ( ginia, one pleasant afternoon, not many years ago, a group of young people of . both sexes w.-re gathered. Standing in tlipir midst was nil old woman, bent down with age, looking as if Rhe stood J on the brink of the grave; but her dark, 1 restless eyes showed that there was vigorous life in her mind, if not in her < body. i Sho had been "telling fortnnes" for 1 the young people gathered around her, ' and to all but one sho had foretold a 1 bright and happy future. The exception of this rule of blessedness through 1 life was a handsome boy of nineteen, ' xyith a dark, passionate face, aud an ?x- I pression which indicated perfect fear- 1 lessness. 1 Five years before the opening of this 1 story an olil gentloman and his nephew ' had moved to Virgiuia, and buying a 1 farm, liad made it their home. Mr.' 1 Mercer and hi3 nephew, Frank, were ' treated with kindness by the gentlemen ' of the neighborhood, and they received ] invitations to visit tho plantations hear i them. Frank soon became acquainted with all * in tho country; but his uncle never left ' his farm, and seemed to shun society. I For this, many reasons were given; but 1 tho true one was that ho had lost his whole family, and Frank's parents liav- ' iug loft him to Mr. Mercer's chargo he 1 determined to devote himself to the < boy, and found sufficient enjoyment in < liis company, and in cultivating his J farm. Though reported very wealthy, ' and that lie always kept a large sum of gold in tho house, Mr. Mercer and 1 Frank lived in a quiet way, hud made ] no display. Thus passed Frank's early youth from 1 his fourteenth until his nineteenth year, ' when our story opens. A man of su- ' potior education, Mr. Mercer bad been * his nephew's teaeher, and had imparted ' to him much knowledge of the world, 1 of letters, and people, so that Frank, at 1 nineteen, was as well informed as if he i had possessed a cultivated education. There wore those in the neighborhood ' who reported that tho boy was wild and ' dissipated, and this found ready believ- 1 uru in nflitii?a ar\ fl?of Pv.mlr l?o,l 1 enemies as well ns many friemls. .Tims we find him; and the evening of 1 the commencement of our story he had 1 been invited to an entertainment given' ' by a wealthy planter to his children. } Mr. Dewes, the planter, had three i children, the youngest and loveliest of I whom was M iry, a girl of twelve. Mary ' and. Frank were the best of friends, and loved each other dearly; so 1 when the fortune teller predicted a dark ! and stormy future for Frauk, the tears 1 arose to the child's eyes, and she said : ?' Do not listen to her, Frauk." But the boy laughed, and, turning on his heel, walked away. i ' Two aays afterward, he left home for < a woek's hunting in the mountains; but < the second night after his departure, the i neighborhood was aroused by the i startling news that old Mr. Mercer had 1 boon murdered bv his nephew. One of ] - the servants, passing the house at night, heard a cry, and, seeing Frank's win- i : dow open, he sprang in and walked . ,s. . across the hall to Mr. Mercer's chambor, from whence the cry came. Lying upon the floor was the old man, dead, while near him stood his nephew with a bloody knife in his hand. In fright, tho negro rushed from the house and gave the alarm. Persons from the neighborhood wero sent for, and Frank was seizod'agaiust every protestation that he did not kill his uncle, and thrown into gao1. Tho feoling against the youth was in .tonne, for tlie negro told tho story of how ho lintl found Frank; and a wayfaring peddler, who hud just ascended the froht stops to ask to ntay all night, corroborated his statement. The trial came off, and the charges wero made known. Frank Wiis accused of starting upon a hunting expedition as a blind, and then returning from the inountains by night, had entered tho room, and attempting to removo a large of gold kept by his utfclo, had aroused him, and, npon l>eing discovered, had driven his hunting knife into tho hoart of Mr. Meroer; tho gold was on tho lloor, its weight having torn through the bug when it was raised. The knife with which Mr. Mercer was killed was one he had given to Frank some days before, and was a largo dirk knife incased in a ^ silver scabbard. Palo as death, but showing no sign of fear or guilt upon his handsome face, the prison ? ait unraovsd by his sen tfmco, wbicli was to die on tlio gallows. When naked if he had nnglit to any, Frank arose, and looking around the court room, and in a clear voico, answered : "I have! Circumstantial evidence has condemned mo ! I admit it. looks as if I did the deed, but I nm guiltlesa of murder! Dropping my percussion cap box in a mountain stream, I returned home for more; for without caps my gun was useless. It was a lovely night, and I determined to enter the house by mv room window, get caps, and return without awakening my uncle. I tied my horse to the fence, sprang into the win- , dow, and then heard a loud crash, a call, and a shriek in the direction of my uncle's room. I rushed thither ?a dark form dashed by me in the uncertain 1 light of the room?and I fell over ' something upon the floor. With fear in 1 my heart, I arose, lighted a candle, and : saw my uncle's body covered with blood, 1 gold scattered upon the floor, and my n\rn Irnifo l?o?1 <1nn<1 ln'nrr ] " , .. v . uK near. I picked up the knife; and thus J was I found by the negro, and seen by ' the peddler. As God is my witnoss, ' I did not murder the good old man who i bas protected me throughout life, and 1 whom I loved as though ho was my own 1 father! I am guiltless of the deed, but ] submit to my fate." A silence foil upon all ; there wore, ' however, but few who believed the couth's statement ; among the latter was ' Mr, Dewes and his family, who, through ill, remained stanch friends. Frank Mercer was to bo hung, to die in ignominious death on tho gallows, i md hundreds flocked to tho little town ' where tho execution was to take place, to see him die. How were they disap- 1 poiuted to find that the night before he 1 bad escaped ' How, no one knew, but ' ho had left a note addressed to the gaoi- 1 2r, thanking him for the kindness shown 1 him while ho was in his charge, and his 1 regrets that his escapo might cause him 1 trouble, but saying he had had an op- 1 portunity of escaping, and took advau- 1 tage of it, for ho had no idqft of dying 1 m ignominious death for an act ho was i not guilty of, merely to gratify the curi- i osity of a gaping crowd. Freedom was f afferod him, and he accepted it, and i hoped he would yet be able to prove his 1 innocence. I This was about the subject of tho let- 1 ter, and when it was published in the i local paper, there were some who were i iflod that the boy had escaped the gal- < lows. 1 Mr. Mercer's property was, in his will, all left to Frank, and it was found to be considerable. Trustees assumed ) cliarge of it, and before long the quiet i community had settled down to its usual i routine, and tlip murder and escape < were almost forgotten. i Ten years passed away, and no word i of the fugitive had been heard, aud peo- i pie believed him dead. One exception ] was Mary Dewes, now grown to woman- 1 liood. She had never believed him 1 ieul, aud through her life had treas- 1 nred Frank's image in her inmost heart, l the mystery that hung around him but 1 vlding strength to her regard. Her sis- i tors had married, her mother was dead, < md together with her father, they lived < at the old homestead. j business ca'ling Mr. D westo Havana, ] lie took Mary with him, and they set I sail from Charleston in a tine ship run- i uing South. They had been some days < it sea, when in the dead of night the < fearful cry of 'Fire!" aroused all ( from slumber. The ship was on fire, < and in vain were efforts made to quench 1 tlio flames. The seamen in fright rushed into the only available boat; and it sank with them, and left them strng- | Baling in the ocean, borne away by the | wcuu una waves, wnun air. ucwes ana | Mary, the captain of the ship and a few others, were linddled away npon the < *torn, awaiting the doom that must over bake them. "Sail ho!" The joyous cry came from the captain, I who had been straining his eyes over tlio acenn, in hopes of soeing soran vessel 1 coming to save them. Swiftly flying to- 1 wards them camo a low, rakish, threemasted schooner, which over and anon scut up a light, to provo to those on 1 board the burning ship that succor was near. Hark! the deep boom of a gun is heard, and as the captain listens he exclaims : " Miss Dewes, we are all 1 right now ; cheer up, for there comes a vessel-of-war to our aid." ' Ship ahoy 1" came in ringing tones from the schooner, as she came near the burning ship, which was being driven rapidly along by tlio wind. ' Ahoy!" answered the captain. " Throw a long line from your ship, and I will Rend you a boat," camo iu the same clear tones. Tlio lines wa thrown, tho boat attached, and, after a little difficulty, the peoplo from the ship were transferred to the schooner ; and Mary was soon in tho comfortable cabin, rejoicing over their escape from a horrible death. At breakfast the next morning, the young captain of the war schooner descended to join his guests at the table, and, as ho ontered, Mary sprang towurds him. " Frank Mercer ! Oh ! it is yon?is it not?" Oue glance at tho beautiful girl, and, though years had passed, Frauk Mercer, ior it was no omer, recognizetl the playmate whom ho had loved so well, and wliora he had nevor coasod to think of. Air. DfiWflH camo forward, and what a joyful meeting was tliero I but seeing a oloud, as if of bitter memories, eomo over the young captain's faco, Mr. Pewes said, quickly: "First, let me relieve your mind of one thing, Mereor. Your innocence in Virginia is thoroughly established; for a negro runaway hung the other day for killing a woman, ~ > i confessed just before bis death that he had murdered your uncle, and you arriving wlion you did had prevented him from getting tho gold, but made him escape from tho house. lie know your uncle kepta largo amount of mouoy, and you beiug away, as lib thought, ho took your knife and committed the fatal deed." Frank listened to Mr. Dewes almost breathless, and then, bowing his face in his hands, he wept liko a child. "But come in," said Dewes, at length ; "wo aro hungry and need breakfast; and ato dying to know how you became a captain in tho Mexican navy. *' " My story is easily told, my dear friends; for, after escaping from prison through your kindness, I went to Mexico, entered tho navy, and, having rendered some service, rose to my present command, which has been tho means of saving your lives." Little more cm be added. Frank resigned his commission and returned liome, when he was lionized by the whole community. ITo came in possession of his estates, which were greatly increasea in value; ana, six months ifterwards, in the very town where he ivas to have had the hangman's halter placed around his neck for death, he had the noose of matrimony thrown around liitn for life, and the bride was Mary Dewes. Thus his life had been both lark and bright. A Colorado Cold Mine. A Tribune correspondent, writing from Colorado, gives tho following iicetcli of a mine in that section : I went L,500 feet into a mine, following the tunnel straight in. It wns cut through the solid rock without a disclosure of " pay " duriug the entire distance. It was eight feet high and seven or eight wide, and seemed almost large enough for a railroad tunnel. A track was" laid srithiu it for the doukey cars to haul out tho ore to the mouth of tho drift. At tho end of the tunuel the veins were found. They diverged in different directions. Even underneath the tunnel i sewer or canal had been built to carry lway the large streams of water fouud in tho mines, and I saw what I had not thought of before?thatthe oro had been taken out scores and scores. of feet below the level of tho tunnel, and that the roof of one corridor, formed of timbers rind covered with earth, made the (Inin of the corridor or hall above. Here, thousands of feet within the mountains, where the sun never shone, were busy workshops. Here a large engine was fizzing and pulling; hero was a blacksmith's forge; here was a shaft extending above and below, hundreds of feet out of sight; here was a hoisting machine, with wire ropes and bells ringing ss signals for raising or lowering the immense iron ore-tubs; here were steam pumps working away as though the mines would be flooded if they stopped :o take breath ; hero were immense water pipes to carry the water into the main canal; here was a stable filled with mules waiting',for their details; hero was an iron bin containing powder, fuse, etc., for blasting, and here was a chest containing drills, hammers, and other tools?in all, tho most unexpected sight possible to one who sees it for the first time. A dull, dim, exasperating light unrounds you, and if, in the uncertainty of your vision, yon stumble against a car, or a pickaxe, or step into a bucket if water, you are laughed at by a dozen owl-eyed miners, whose sight, by long training, has overcome the darkness. Tho superintendent asked mo if I would like to go down into tho shaft a few hundred feet. I asked how I was do get uowii taat instance. 1011 can get into that tub," said ho, " anil wo will lower yon with a rope around a drum "? " You are very kind," I answered, " but I think I will defer it." " Or," said he, continuing, "you can go down that ladder about eighteen feet, when you will find a landing; tlion you can take another ladder anil go on until you reach the bottom." As tlio ladder was almost perpendicular, and only the top round could be seen in the dim light, I again declined the polite invitation. My present situation in tlio clammy atmosphere, the sound of escaping steam in my ears, the creaking of rollers, the digging of picks, the noise of dozens of drill-hammers, the sound of water gurgling beneath my feet, and I lost in the heart of the mountain?all this served to fill mo with awo and apprehension. Largo Ears and Small Ears. Largo ears, says a theorist, mounting his hobby, hear things in general, and denote broad, comprehensive views and modes of thought; whilo small ears hear things in particular, and show a disposition to individualize, often accompanied by the lovo of tlio minute. Largo ears are usually satisfied with learning the leading facts of a case, with the general principle involved?too strict an attention to tlio enumeration of details, especially all repetition of the more unimportant?is wearisome to them. Peoplo i. i:i Mi. i * _ wim Hiirn i-iun nun gtuuiriuiiy, mm nro upunlly tittcil to conduct largo enterprise, to receive anil pay ont money in largo sums; tliey j refer to give with a freo hand, without reference to tho amount. Hmnll cars, on tho contrary, desire to know the particulars of a story, as well as the main facts; take delight often in examining, handling, or constructing tiny specimens of workmanship; are disposed to ho exact with respect to inches and ounces in buying or selling, to the extent at least of knowing the exact number over or under tho stite.l measure given or roceivcil. People with such oars would, in most cases, prefer a retail to a wholesale business. No Fenr of Death in the Dying. A striking fact in connection with the dying is that they are not afraid of death. You notico this even in executions. The majority of men who are hanged are reported todio "game." Death following <lisease or injury is, with the rarest exceptions, unaccompanied with fear. Disease dulls the intelligence so that the situation may not ho fully comprehended; or thero may bo pain, and denfti is looked upon as a relief. Nature, by a kindly provision, seems to preparo for the flight of the spirit ; as the hold upon lifo grows weaker, so does the desire for life grow less; and in scarcely a single instance has not the dying man relinquished life at" tlio last without seeming reluctance or fear. The several physical phenomena which, accomnanvincr the act of dvincr. vary considerably in tho earlier stages with tho causes which produce death, Micro is much similarity in tho latter steps. Death offers then a physiognomy, which, once witnessed, is not hard to recognize again. Among the more constant signs are tho failing pulse, wliich gradually becomes imperceptible, first at tho wrist and lastly at the breast itself; the extremities grow cold; the countenance changes as the venous blood courses tho arteries; the skin grows clammy and the vessels relax; the eye glazes; the jaw droops; the fluids accumulate in tho windpipe, causing the " death rattle," so called, the breath comes short and finally ceases. As the red blood loaves the brain tho judgment becomes obscured, and the senses deficient. Speech is incoherent. Many times "last words " are imagined by affection to menu more than intended, if there was any intention at all. '4 It grows dark," or "more light," are common sayings as thooptic nerve loses its stimulus. Or Btrango sights may be seen and sounds heard, as occur sometimes in tho still twilight. Tho hallucinations of the dying may bo often explained upon natural causes. The Poor Children. Do not tease a sick child with much dressing, but keep it as easy and comfortable as possible in loosely fitting garments that subject it to little or no fatigue in their adjustment. Beware, though, of altogether dispensing with flannel, even in hottest weather, seeing how variable is the American, climate. and if a cliauge is required, let it be made with all due caution. Gauze llannel shirts protect the breast and other vital parts without incommoding any child, save one with a most exceptionally sensitive skin. Death lias been seen to ensue from no graver cause than the untimely removal of a llauuel shirt. The thoughtless parwnt who indulges her child with a taste of every tidbit lias often sad causo to rue tier imprudence. Witness the case of a young mother who helped her eighteen months' old baby to a dinner of lamb and two of the tiniest little new potatoes?woo things just suited for pretty baby's palate ! That night baby came near dying of cholera infantum, and that mother has never forgotten so severe a lesson in baby dietetics. Nature's provision of mother's milk is of course the best food and medicine for infancy, bnt, from some cause, this supply is often failing nowadays, or pronounced by physicians not to agree with the child. In that case such substitutes must bo sought as the constitution of the infant may require, as indicated by the state of the bowels. Often the mere change from brown to white sugar, from raw to boiled or scalded milk, may have a decidedly alterative effect, if the constitution has not been already injured bj' the use of narcotics. In tlioso alarming and sudden attacks of cholera infantum, which frighten even experienced nurses if no doctor is at hand, the proper thing to do is to apply a mustard plaster (not too strong) to the stomach, and to give mint-julep, a little at a time, prepared with ice pounded up as lino as can bo, no water, a dessert-spoonful of best French brandy, and a little loaf-hugar. How They Died. Augustus clioso to dio in a standing position, and was careful in arranging his person and dross for tlio occasion, Julius Caesar, when slaiu by the conspirators in the capitol, concealod his face beneath tho folds of his toga, so that his enemies might not see tho death pang upon his countenance. Siward, Earl of Northumberland, when at the point of death, quitted his bed and put on his armor, saying: "It becomes not a man to die like a beast." Maria Louise, of Austria, a short time before she breathed her last, had fallen into an apparent slight slumber, and one of the ladies in attendance remarked that her majesty seemed to be asleep. " No," replied she, " I could sleep if I would indulge repose, but I am sensible of the near approach of death, and I would not allow myself to be surprised by him in my sloop; I wish to moot him wide nwako." Lord Nelson, on receiving tho fatal shot, said to Captain Hardy: "They hitvo done for mo at last, Hardy; my bnckhono is shot through ;" and had the prosenco of mind, while carried below, to take out his liaudkerchief and cover his face and stars, to bo concealed from the gaze of his crew. And last of all, tho great Bonaparte died in his field marshal's uniform and boots, which ho lmd ordered to be put on a slmrt timo previous to his dissolution. The Delawaro peach growers' association, in making an estimato of tho crop for 1875, are of tho opinion that not less than (5,000,000 of baskets will be gathered, 4,000,009 of which, it is probable, will bo transported by rail and 2,000,000 by water, Burning Bodies in Ireland. Some very interesting antiquarian discoveries have recently been made in the sand hills of Finner, a wild district extending along the coast between Ballyshannon and Biimloran, Ireland. It appears that the owner of the land, Colonel Falliott, of Holybrook, near Boyle, has given directions for the erection of a wall on that portion of his estate, and that the workmen employed, in helping themselvos very freely to what appeared to thom to be an ordinary heap of field stones, came upon some very large blocks of sandstone placed in the center of the pile. One of these they sledged to pieces, and thus opened one side of what appeared to bo a megalithic chamber, containing a largo quantity of human bones, among which were several skulls in fine preservation. It is much to bo rocrottod that lioforo nnv intolli gent person had been inailo aware of the "find" the place was invaded by a number of treasure seeking roughs from BaUyshannon, who, besides doing much damage to the cist, broke the crania to pieces, anil scattered the other remains. That the bodies liad been subjected to the action of fire, was evinced by the scorched appearance of many of the bones, and by the presence in the clay, and among the small and larger stones by which they were surrounded, of pieces of charcoal in perfect preservation. Close by is a fine example of a socalled "geont's grave," a stone circle and portion of another, and a little distance from the chambered earn the workmen had sometime previously broken into a cromiese, which was found to inclose human ashes, burned bones, charcoal and a fine cinerary urn, some fragments of which only have been preserved. Wo understand that Mr. Wakeman, honorary secretary to the Archaeological Society of Ireland, has visited this site of what appears to bo a great pagan cemetery, and that an account of the discovery, accompanied by measured drawings of the various monuments, will appear in the journal of that association. Wo are sure, in the meantime, Colonel I'alliott will take steps to prevent any farther intrusion of ignorance or acts of vandalism. The place is well worthy of a scientific examination, especially now, when tho pros and cons relative to the practice of cremation among Christian communities have become somewhat ventilated in certain circles. A Vanquished Eagle. The Baltimore American gives an inbraufl'nff n/vrw^.rvf 1 * WVAVMVAUg UVA/UUUW V'i (> JLCUCiiU ai/tV/Ui kJV KfJ I an eagle to carry olT a cat, which occurred at a farm on the bay shore of Kent county, Maryland. A young medium-sized cat was treading leisurely along in a potato patch, when a large, full-grown eagle swooped down, and, catching her iu its talons, bore her up. Pussy wriggled and mewed piteously for some momonts, but suddenly seeming imbued with courage, she began a determined effort to obtain a hold on her oppressor. So great were her struggles that the eagle was unable to fly longer, and kept up a continuous flapping with its wings to keep aloft. After much exertion, the cat succeeded in liev object, and obtained a firm grasp with her claws 011 the breast of the eagle, which made every possible endeavor to free itself in vain. It flapped its wings, shook its body, and appeared to heartily regret having meddled with pussy in her peaceful ways. Finally, as if in despair and exhaustion, it spread its broad wings and fell slowly to the bay, over which the struggle had been going on. Immediately upon touching the water, tho cat loosed her hold and swam boldly ashore, while tho eagle, upon being freed of its troublesomo burden, shot upward and sped rapidly away. A Parisian Story, A Paris paper narrates a story of which a Parisian recently returned from tho cape was the hero. One day, having strayed away with two companions for a long distauco from the town, he, with his friends, came upon a cabin, which, being very hungry, they entered. In it wan an old negress, who was making and cooking a sort of omolette. They made her understand bv sitms that thev wero very hungry, anil particularly wanted that omelette, and would pay a good price for it. Sho, by signs, assented readily. Then, pointing to a string of mushrooms hanging by, they intimated that these would make a savory addition to the meal. The woman, with a scream of horror, abandoned her cooking and took refuge in a corner. They, without moro ado, added the I mushrooms for themselves, nnd found the wholo delicious. As they fiuished, a cry of despair was heard at the door. The negro husband had returned to see the last of the ears of his deoeased enomies vanish down a Parisian throat. The three friends were ill for fifteen days, nnd cannot hoar a mushroom mentioned without turning pale. Can Have Tlicm. Does any ono dosiro to have swarms of mosquitoes about his house in the oourso of a fow weeks? Well, nothing is easier than to cultivate them?a little pooi oi stagnant. water on 1110 promises | is nil that is necessary. If you haven't a pool near by, ft hogshead* barrel or tnb lilloil with min-wator and allowed to stand in the yard a fow weeks will answer the purpose. About four weeks uro required to make n first-class mosquito, that is, to develop it from the egg into a buzzer ami biter. An examination of the surface of stagnant water with keen eyes, or, better still, with a microscope, will reveal the source of those destroyers i of our summer poaoe, Identity. Somewhere?in desolate, wind-swept space? In twilight land, in no-man's land? Two hurrying shapes met face to faoe, And bade each other stand. "And who are yon?" cried one, agape, Shnddering in the gloaming light. "I do not know," said the seoond shape, " I only died last night!" -T.B. Aldrieh. Detroit Free Pressings. Tho German soldiers are going ont on n target shoot this fall. There will be only be 1,200,000 of thorn. A tornado which crossed Missouri was described as " tho wailing, writhing, wriggling, whistling wind. ? Some papers are mean enough to say that the lieutenant-governor of Michigan would never have been heard of had he not been caned for trying to kiss a woman. A New Orleans man will sit on a log in the broiling snn and fish all day ana feel rewarded with one bite, and yet if his wife wants a pail of water brought he will exclaim : "Oh,yes?keep right on?fix me for burial !" If your son, or father, or brother went to California last winter to escape the rigors of this olimate, and didn't take a thousand dollars along, you should direct your letters in care of some poorhouse if you want them to go direct. Couldn't Whitewash It.?It was only a line or two in the daily paper?a few words to the effect that the Central station hod been newly whitewashed. Goodheart, of^Jixth street, came home, after a night's absence, with whitewash on his bock, and as he met his wife he said: "Bang myluokt Got carried off on a Lake Shore train." She picked up tho paper, placed her thumb oil the word whitewash, and there were icicles iu her voice as she replied: " Don't let that happen again, William Goodheart^Just as Well.?An old farmer, mailing a letter at the post-office, edged up to the stamp window and inquired: " I suppose yon don't keep sheep-shears hero, do you?" "Of course not," was the reply. " Never did keep 'em, did you." "No, sir, and never shall." "Well, sheep-shears sell pretty well at this time of the year, but if you haven't got 'em I must go somewhere else. It's just as well, probably, for I may conclude to get me seme summer socks and let the shearing go until next year." Thoughts for Saturday Night. It is but one step from companionship to slavery, when one associates with vice. Active natures are rarely melancholy. Activity and melancholy are incompatible. In life it is difficult to say who do you tlio most mischief?enemies with the worst intentions, or friends with the best. Toil, foel, think, hope. A man is sure to dream enough before he dies, without making arrangements for the purpose. Whatever rouses the moral nature, whether it be danger or suffering, or the approach of death, banish unbelief in a moment. The height of earthly promotion and glory lifts ns np no wlnt nearer heaven. It is easier to step there from the lowly vale of humiliation and sorrow. " Mary," said a preacher, addressing a colored convert, " is not the love of God wonderful ?" She replied : " I do not think it is so wonderful, because it is just like him." Grace is glory militant and glory is grace triumphant; grace is glory begun, glory is grace made perfect; grace is the llrst degree of glory, glory is the highest degree of grace. Generosity daring life is a very different thing from generosity in the hour of death; the one prooeeds from liberality and benevolence, the other from pride or fca*. True science, which is the knowledge of facts, and true philosophy, which is the knowledge of principles, are always allied to true religion, which is the harmony of the soul with facts and principles. No man's life is free from struggles aud mortifications, not even the happiest; but every one may build up his own happiness by seeking mental pleasure, aud thus make himself independent of outward fortune. Human reason, after guessing and roaming from sect to sect, yearns for a Lord and Master, not to crush it down but to take it up, weak, bewildered and weary, and fold it in that divine reason whence alone it borrows vigor and illumination. It is a good and safe rule to sojourn in every plnoe as if you meant to spend your life there, never omitting an opportunity of doing a kindness, or speaking a trne word, or mokiug a friend. Seeds thus sown by the wayside often 3 bring forth abundant harvest. ??????? As an instance of what one check ae compnsnea, ana now in* meandenngs terminated, it is stated that one was drawn by a prominent gentlemen of New Haven about two weeks ago for about S5800, and was passed by the indoraer to a lumber firm in another part of the city. From thenoo it went to seven other concerns, and found its way to the original drawer of it. The lost indorser happened to bo one who was in arrears to the arawer, and seeing his name to the cheek and the rounds the check had gone and the good it had done, concluded ho would "do something" handsome to the drawer, and paid it over. That check liquidated acve.al thousand dellais' worth of accounts. $j| " ' 3