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r The Beaufort Tribune. ? * *. ' ? ' >' I'.l t ' 1 f-T I * . 'H* I .inn i i f " ? " ' ' ' ' > <' ' ' t VOL. IT.?NO. 30. BEAUFORT, S. C., JUNE 14, 1876. $1.50 PER ANNUM. - - The Black Eyed Rebel. A boy drove into tho city, bis wagon loaded down With food to feed the peoplo of the British governed town ; And the little black eyed rebel, so canning and so sly, Was watching for his coming from the oorner of her eye. His face looked broad and honest, his bands wero brown and tongb, Tho olotbcs he wore upon him were homespan, coarse, and roagh ; Bat ono thore was who watched him, who long time lingered nigh, And cast at him sweet glances from the oorner of her eye. He drove up to the market, he waited in the line? Hi* apples and potatoes wore fresh and fair and fine; Bat long and long he waited, and no one came to bny, Save the black eyed rebel, watching from the ooruer of her eye. "Now who will bny my apples?" ho shouted, long and load; And " Who wants my potatoes ?" he repeated to tlie crowd ; But from all the people round him came no word of a reply. Have the black eyed rebel, answering from the corner of her eye. For sho kcow that noath the lining of the coat be woro that day Wore long letters from the husbands and the fathers far away, Who woro fighting for the freedom that they meant to gain or die ; And a tear like silver glistened in the corner of kor eye. But the treasures?how to get them ? crept the question through her mind, Biuoe keen enemies wero watching for what prizes they m'ght find ; And eho paused a while and pondered, with a pretty little sigh; Then resolve crept through her foaturea, and a shrewdness fired her eye. Bo al.e resolutely walked np to the wagon old and red ; " May I have a dozen apples for a kiss ?" the swee ly eaid ; Aud the brown face flushed to scarlet, for the boy was somewhat Bhy, Aud 1 e saw her laughing at him from the corner of her eye. " Y.u may have them all for nothing, and more, if yon want," qnoth he. "I will have them, my good fellow, hnt can pay for them," said she. And she clambered on the wagon, minding not who all were by. With a laugh of rookless romping in thu corner of her eye. Clinging round his brawny neck, she claBpcd her fingers white and small, And then whispered: "Quick! the letters! thrust them underneath my shawl! Carry back again this package, and be sure that yon are spry !" And she sweetly smiled npon him from the oorner of her eye. Load the motley crowd were laughing at the ttrSDge, ungirlish freak, And tbo boy was scared and panting, and so dashed he conld not speak ; And: "Miss, I have good apples," a bolder lad did cry; Bat she answered : " Kn r Ui?nU the corner of her eye. With the nowa of loved onoa abaent to the dear friends they would greet, Searching them who hungered for tbem, swift ehe glided through the street. "There is nothing worth the doing that it does not pay to try," , Thought the little black eyed rebel, with a twinkle in her eye. ? Will Carlelon in Uarper's. UNTIL DEATH DO US PART. A STORY FOR YOUNG WIVES. " Oh, auntie, I want to dio now I What is lifo worth without his love f" The warm light of the fire shed its bright glow upon the soft, fair, troubled brow, the deep spiritual eyes, and perfectly formed 01 imson lips of a beautiful young creature, as she threw herself into a chair, and addressed these words to a silver haired old lady at her side: " Hu^h, Mary, my poor ohild, you must not speak thus. What is the trouble ? I havo long feared you and Oharles were not living happily, but I refrained from asking questions, fearing I might wound your feelings." " And bo yon would have done, Annt Agnes, had yon mentioned the subject a week ago; for, althongh I have been wretchedly miserable for the last six months, I would have gone to the stake before I wonld havo admitted it; but now everybody knows it, and I have come to you for oomfort." And the young wife wept bitterly. " Everybody knows it I I do not understand you, my ohild. What has happened f" Wiping the tears from hereyes, pretty Mary Stauwood, tho bride of only a yonr, begun: " Yon know I have never pleased Charles in anything sinoe we went to housekeeping. I can't sew, I can't oook, nor do anything else; in a word, I am no i housekeeper. And he has a perfect mania for a neatly kept house, a well set table, a well cooked dinner, and a tidy wife. I know, auntie, it all seems very foolish to you, but it is a great trial to me. I have tried, and I can't learn; per- t haps I would have made more progress 1 if Charley had acted differently, but < when I make an effort he never praises < me for it, and if I fail, ho ridicules me I until I havo just given up trying, and i have loft thiugs to Jane, who, yon know, ] is a very indifferent servant. Yesterday morning the steak was burnt, the coffee i was muddy; today the bread was heavy, ] the eggs overdone, the beef raw. Char- < ley flow into a passion and said a great < many unkind things as he arose from i his untasted breakfast. And when I t oried, and said I wished I was at home i with mamma, he said ho wished so too < ?and many things I oonl 1 not repent." < And Mary Stanwood's voice completely j broke down. < Soothing her gentiv, Mrs. Allen, Che 1 good anut, who had kuowu and loved ' the spoiled child from her babyhood, ' said : "Mary, how deeply I sympathize * with you is more than I con express." 1 "Oh, auntie, I have not told you tho worst pet. When Charley left home he ' went straight to Annie Qlenn and spent < several hours there, and he does this very often. She has won his love from me; this is the true reason of our nn- , happiness. I have oomo to tell you f this, and to tell you I am going home to , mamma." * ( And the sorrowing young wife wept , bitterly. " ( " Mary, you know I iTui your friend; ' aud i;' what I am going to say to you , wounds you, it is yet for your own good. \ You have done wrong, my child. I ad- ^ mit Charles, knowing your tender rear- f ing as the only child of wealthy parents, , should not have been so exacting; but j ho has been accustomed to the superior ( housekeeping and good management of ( a domestic mother and industrious sis- j ters, and he doubtless attributes much ^ of yonr errors in making his home com- , fortable to indiiTerenoe on your part, j He does not understand your difficul- ( ties, nor does he deem your efforts j praiseworthy, bocauso ho has been in tho habit of seeing others make them as a matter of duty. As for his visits to ( Annie Glenr., I can, I think, explain j them. Mrs. Glenn is a good house- j keeper and a splendid cook; Annie, ( a bright, intelligent girl, who does not ] grow cross over her household labors, j So, if Charles sometimes drops in there , to partake of the deliciously prepared little meal, and chat with tho friend of , his childhood, in her bright, pleasant , little parlor, over tho last new book, it is not surprising." "Oh, auntie, it may be trae, but < Charles is cruel and unkind, and I am t sick of it all. I am going home to mamma; she won't want me to cook, , and sweep, and make a drudgo of my- 1 self." , " Hush, Mary; you do not know what ] you are saying, and surely you forget tho vows so solemnly spoken just one year ago. It was until death do ns part that 1 you promised to be the wife of Charles i Stan wood. Then it was not for health, j happiness and sunshine you took those < vows, but ' for better, for worse ;' and j now, my child, if tho worse has come so i soon to blight the orange blossoms, you ( must bear it." < " Oh, no, I cannot; I must go back to \ my old home?my dear homo, where everybody loved me. I never want to i look upon Charley Stanwood's face c again," sobbed tho homesick young 1 wife. ^ " Don't, Mary; don't speak those ( words," said the old lady, with white, trembling lips. " They are an echo in my heart tnat sonnds like a funeral dirge. And now, my dear niece, ere you take this important step of leaving your husband and your home, allow me to tell you something of the history of my own life?a chapter whose sad story has never been unfolded to the view of your brighter vonnir life. " Mary, I was about your age?seven- 1 teen?when I married Carlton Allen, the 1 handsomest man in cftir town. Like 1 yonrself, I was a spoilod child?the only 1 girl in a family of ten children. I was l. too yonng to understand the sacredness \ of marriage, or to appreciate the depth ! and strength of the manly nature of my husband; yet I loved him. He was very j considerate, very indulgent, and I pre- ! sumed upon his affection and goodness j until our home became very miserable, ! and at length, alas I desolate. I had al- ' ways followed my own wishes in all re- ' spects, and when I married I made no J change. One day we were to have a large dinner party. Oarlton was not 1 w?-!l, and I hod arranged to have it with- } out consulting him. Amoq^he guests : was a gentleman to whom husband ' k..i ? ,i~.rr.. t? < uau a u(A;iuo\i auu|/avuj< ixo wwj wu , much of a gentleman to treat any guest j with rudeness, but the next morning he ] called me to him and told me never to invito that man into hia bonne again. I 1 answered angrily. One word brought 1 on another, until I declared my intention j of going home, saying to my husband, as I left the room : ' I never wish to 1 look upon your faoe again, Carlton Allen.' And oh, my God 1 I never did; j for that night my noble, manly husband was killed by a violent fall from his I horse. When they told at home, next morning, of my bereavement, I fell 1 s -useless to tbo floor, and for months I 1 lay hovering between life and death. 1 At length my strength and youth tri- ' mnphod, and I recovered to pass my life in a sorrowful atonement for the fo ly of an hour. Sinothen, my child, < I have never seen a young wife render < her homo unhappy without great grief ] lo my heart." When Mrs. Allen censed speaking her niroc was sobbing very gently, and she felt sure her end was accomplished, oven beforo the penitent young wife murmured ; " Oh, nun tie, I thank you so for thia story, which I know was so hard for you to tell. I will go home at once, and I lo not think Charley will ever have lause to complain of mo again. I feel that I can learn to keep house, and make any and every sacrifloe for hie happiness." "Keep house," exclaimed Mrs. Allen, in cheering tones, "of course you can. Because you can paint, draw, and play an the piano, that is no reason why you aannot learn to manage your household ififairs with prudence and neatness. Ton should not want any one to pay that the stupid servants of the kitchen can ?xcel you. Surely, if tlioy can aopiire the mysteries of cooking, so can fou. And now I am going to send my ;ook to stay with you a month. Bat mind, you must not spoil her ; you must manage and see to everything yourself, ?>id assist her." " Oh, dear, good auntie, how shall I ;hauk you?" exclaimed Mrs. Stanwood, seemingly forgetful of all her trouble. " By doing all you can for your bus t>anas comiort," solemnly replied tlie >ld lady. Two years had elapsed. In the pleasxnt little dining-room of the Stanwoods iat the young wife of Charley Stanwood, upon whoso fair brow rested an expression of peace rarely seen. In the eenter of the room was spread a table lecornted with great taste and beauty. I'he damask cloth was snow white, the silver and china were spotless, while lowers decorated the glasses and shaded ;he pretty cakes and abundance of sweetmeats prepared by Mary Stanivood's own hands. Her own toilet was faultless, while the smoothly brushed juris of the lovely child at her side told dint neatness and order ruled over this jappy household. Suddenly, where ;lie lady sat in the embrasure of the window, a shadow fell athwart the sunight, and. raising her bright love lit jyes, she saw the object for which she lad so long watched approaching. " Mary 1" Sho arose and sprung toward the >pen door, lifting her fair young face the speaker, while he stopped and fondly kissed her. The soft hand closed jaressingly on his larger, darker palm, ier lips were tremulous; her eyes, loviig*in their earnestuess, looked up winliugly. " Oh, you have come at last, Charley, md I have waited so long and so impatiently for you." "You have missed me, then ?" "My heart misses you always, but ^specially to-day, for you know it is the uuiiversary of our wedding day." " And are you happy on this our wedling day, Mary?" he asked, counting auck to the dreary days when their wedded happiness came well nigh being A. AJOlte " All my life is happiuess." "Thank God.l And now, my perfect ittle housekeeper, allow me to oomplinent this pretty table and elegant dinler. Mary, do you remember when you >noe thought it impossible to learn to nanage your household affairs in the nonner I then unreasonably demanded >f my ohild wife? What, darling, ever jhanged you so ? Who taught you to teep house ?" " IiOve," answered the proud young natron, and with humbly bowed heads uid grateful hearts the fond young husjand and the faithful wife renewed the rows of fidelity, to be kept until "death lo us part."?Housekeeper. The Cost of Plumage. There is no lady deserving of the lame who could witness without a feeing of horror the process of preparing 'or use the feathored beauties which 'orm such conspicuous ornaments in the present style of women's hats. If those vho wear such ornaments knew the iortures to which these helpless little ir natures are subjected, and the heartess cruelty with which the business is serried on, they would shrink from even ndirect complicity in it. Of course the mpression prevails that all birds used for personal decoration are killed immediately when caught and prepared in ihe ordinary way by taxidermists ; but iere is where the mistake is made. Tho airds are taken alive, and while living ihe skin is skillfully stripped from their juivering, ghastly bodies. By this prosess it is claimed the feathers retain a Irmer hold upon the skin. Such is the method by which all birds used in the leooration of ladies' hats are prepared, rhink of the exquisite humming bird, ihe blue bird, the cardinal bird, tho mole, and numberless others of beautiful plumage, struggling beneath the tnife of tho heartless operator ; think of ihis, tender hearted ladies, as your admiring gaze rests on the latest novelties n fduliinn liv tuhir>li nnr nifv linllnt. nrn srowuedl Hondreda of thousands of airda of the brighteat plumage are literally flayed alive every year, and ao long is our ladiea will conaent to wear ancli jrnameuts, juat ao long will this cruel [msiuess continue. Tho Baronesa Bnrletto Oontta bna placed lieraelf at tho iiead of a movement in England dei'gned to put an end to the brutal business, and it ia to l>e hoped that the will meet with cordial encouragement and jo operation ou thia aide of the Atlantic. Krepino Accounts.?Women are quiet and sweet tempered during tho veir, but they keep accomt of their fmsbanda' aina and ahortoominga, and ti ve a grand settlement when house jleasing time comes. During tho few lays devoted to whitewash and soap *nd water they inflict the necessary imount of punishment and ao start square again. Centennial Notes. France appropriates $40,000 to send mechanics of every class to the Centennial. All French industries, including agriculture, will bo represented in the ; delegation. Tho Centennial commissioners are very liberal with passes. Of tho large attendance on the first day only 76,216 . paid their money, and since that time L this number has run down to 10,000 and I 12,000. i The non-paying attendants are now i announced as 12,000 in number among i the exhibitors and their assistants, 1,511 among the general officials, 225 among i tho judges, 100 more to the State boards, and over 500 to the press. ' A pretty pavilion has been built by vxxxj i. uiuu^uono guvciuxuuub uutuij uj/posite the Pennsylvania educational . building. It is ono story high within and two without, and is surrounded by wide piazzas. The Portuguese commissioners have their offices here. There are two French restaurants on ' the grounds. One of them goes on the principle that nobody will be caught in it the second time, and tnat it must therefore get all the money it can out of i chance customors who have been drawn to it by its famous name. The other is obviously kept by an Americanized Frenchman. 1 The partial relief to visitors to the Exhibition which was givon by the abo1 lition of the rule requiring two fifty ' cent notos (or pieces) for two persons ; instead of one dollar, has been receded from by the managers. They still insist upon tlie fifty cent fraction. They do 1 this, they say, because of the greater facility in handling crowds and detecting counterfeits. The parade of the Knights Templars in Juno will, if the programme and1 promise of numbers in attendance is fulfilled, be the most gorgeous in the annals of Masonry. Some rate the number*of expected Knights at more than twenty thousand, exclusive of the Philadelphia organizations. Minor visitations of military societies, press olubs, etc., will greatly diversify the scone until the great day on which Mr. Evorts is to enliven it with his oration. New York Millionaires. The New York correspondent of the Chicago Tribune says: Commodore Yanderbilt is easily reached. Any one can get an interview with him who desires it. H. B. Claflin, the great dry goods king, occupies a small office in his great establishment, and customers and clerks go in and out while ho is there with the utmost freedom. Mr. Olaflin often confers with his clerks and junior partners at their desks, and is approached by the firm's patrons as readily as if he was one of the salsemen. Wm. B. Astor was another man always ready to see any one who called upon him in his bnsiness office on Prinoe street. Commodore Garrison has an offioe on Bowling Green, where his steamship business has long been done, and, provided he has no person with him at the moment, can be seen for the asking. Jay Gould is always bosy, bat visitors by taking their turn can see him at any time. The leading bank presidents are accessible to auybody who may call upon them. The heads of the diy goods firms of Arnold & Constable and Lord & Taylor can bo seen at any time by sending in a card or a name. Indeed, onr busiest men are real democrats, and as a cat may look at a king, so may the humblost citizen secure an audience with the richest without hindrance. The nearest kin to A. T. Stewart in the Tycoon business is James Gordon Bennett. He has a corps of watchmen and doorkeepers keeping off the rabble, and after passing three or four waitingrooms he may be seen. Presence of Mind. "Dora" was being enacted in a Western city where the choice of actors is not creat. and Mnrv Morrison on making lier exit to bring on her little Willie, of four years, was shocked to find a lubberly boy of at least fourteen, who must go on, as no other was to be had. The Farmer Allen of the play was no doubt equally shocked to see Mary coming upon the stage with a boy nearly as big as herself. What was worse, the audience began to titter. But Farmer Allen was equal to tko omergenoy, and instead of asking " How old are you, my little boy?" said: "How old are you, my strapping fellow?" probably hoping' that the boy would have the good sense to give an age more suitable to his size. The boy, however, with painful fidelity to the book, and in a sepulohral voice that mado the answer all the more preposterous, said : " Four to five, grandpapa." " Forty-five 1" exclaimed tho other, cheerfully ; "you look it, my boy, you look it!" There was a laugh at tho moment, but the play wa? saved from shipwreck. It was told of a famous tragedian that at tho close of an act in which ho had been the prominont character, a gooso's head was thrown upon the stago by some one who had a spite against him. The tragedian picked it up, handed it to one of the othorti to take away, and said, with per roct nonclialanoe: ' The gentloman who has thrown his head npon the stage cau get it haok at tho close of tho performance. " A TKiuuni.e Mistake.?The Lcavenworth (Kan.) Timen has tho following item : Tt is now certain that the young man Callahan, who was hanged by a mob in Edwards county, a short time ago, was entirely innocent. A SUICIDE'S LETTER. The Ferllnn of Bernard Bailer, who Mh?t HlBiaelf In Ml. I.onln Because he was Jilted. Totiik Public: Would you like to know how a man feels who is about to commit suicide ? In the first plaoe, he must feel so badly that no matter what is to come hereafter, it is more endurable than the present; and secondly, he must feel that, more endurable or not, ho cannot help the aot; that if even the future is worse than the present, the present is unendurable. I suppose medical men would like to know just the mental condition of one who can shufile off this mortal coil. It is this: My nerves and senses are as sound as they ever were. 1 can attend to business as efficiently, and as fully realize that the chief end of man is to gather ducats, aB I ever oould. "but I can also realize that without my better half I am as a perfect engine without steam?useless. Doctors of divinity would doubtless like to know my moral and religious ideas. My moral idea is this: That man should do his duty in spite of obstacles and oonsequences, and that so doing is the only thing which will bring the peace which passeth all understanding. I acknowledge that I was too weak so to do. In regard to my future state, my reason does not fully acoept that there is a future state of which we will be oonscious. I believe in the immortality of the soul, or the life principle, or wnatever it is, as I believe in the immortality of a bushel of ooal; that it may change its form so essentially as to be unoonscious of having ever existed before, but that still, as the ooal, it is not destroyed, but simply changes its form. My heart may speak differently to me, but even then Relieve that whatever is, is inevitable, as it must all prooeed from one great original, and so must be in accordance with his will. However, I shall probably know more about it in twenty-four hours than all the D. D.s living. I am not crazy. I know thnt the world is full of good and enjoyable things, and that they were put here for our good and benefit, and that we should strive and work to obtain them. But I am unable to care for them without the love of my darling. I wish to state that Miss is in no way responsible for my having loved her; that almost before she had ground for thinking that my feelings toward her were more tender than those of friendship, she informed me that her heart was another's, and that, while she esteemed and cared for me as a friend, I oould be nothing more to her. But she was mistaken in that, and though I oould not convince her of it while living, die will realize it when I sleep the sleep that knows no waking. A sweet good night to all. APPENDIX. On the baok of a sheet of note paper were the words: "Respect this.'* On fVia aVVini? oiMn nraa w?!ffAn VKa ^a!1 Avwinet UUU U UUU1 U1UU TV UO TT11VVOU IIUO AUUUWUJ^ "I wish to be buried just in this clothing in whioh I die. Do not move me from where I am found, ezoept to my grave. " Bury me in a plain pine coffin, and have me carried to my grave in a onehorse spring wagon. Do not let the total cost of my burial exoeed $5. As the last request of a dying man, I conjure you to respect these instructions." A Dying Lover Married. An unusual marriage took plaoe in Omaha, Neb., the parties thereto being Spenoer Wright and Miss Bessie Roberts, daughter of United States Deputy Collector John Roberts. The o remony took place at the house where the young man boarded, as he was too ill to bo removed elsewhere. The Rev. L. F. Britt, pastor of the First Methodist church, performed the ceremony. Mr. Wright has been failing in health very rapidly of late, and the physioians here havinc civen him no. his father. who in a merchant tailor in New York city, arrived to take his son home to die of consumption. Miss Roberts, to whom young Wright has long been aflianced, decided to go East with hei dying lover, and give him all the care and attention that her love could prompt in his dying hoars, and the better to enable her to care for him, she deoided to have the marriage oeremony performed before the journey to New York was undertaken. While tho wedding was sad in its attendant circumstanoes, it was lightened up with the great cheerfulness manifested by the bride in taking up her labor of love. Advertising Patent Medicines. Advertisements of patent medioinee furnish support to many so-called religions papers. Not a few of them would perish but for the aid they reoeive from medical quackery. Hence the importance of tho movement in the Baltimore ? 1.. 1 _ 11 - J ?A.I wmiciuuw WJ UJLOUl ltt (UOBU IIUVUriUMh mcnts from the organs of the Methodist donomiuation. Of tho quacks who thus advertise, there are somo whose medicines aro in jar ions to the men, women, and children who use them; and we often see, in the so called religions papers, quack medicine advertisements whioh aro an outrage upon decency. If religion be a matter of truth,*how can its organs rustnin themselves by such falsehoods? ?New York Sun. Ciikwtno Snuff.?The Enterprise (Miss ) Courier Bays : The physician* of this place aro becoming sorionalv alarmed over the prevalent nse of snnn among the ladies. The doctors say it ii creating liavoo with tho Indies arjd tb'gjfoying their offspring. That Little Lamb. Mary bad a little lamb? We're beard ft o'er and o'er, Until that little lamb beoomee A perfect little bore. - f So I propose to make a grave, And dig it deep and wide; That Mary's lamb and a)l its bards Bd bnried aide by aide. Items of Interest. i Bat Carson had 10,000 hair-breadth esi rapes, and then suffered the humilia> Ron of dying at the heels of a Mexican mole. The boy who started from home to walk to the Centennial is being pioked np hungry and repentant by policemen in all parts of the oountry. That was a pretty oonoeit of a little three-year-old who, when gathering flowers and finding one with an unusually short stem, exclaimed that he " found it sitting down." " J narrowly escaped being cut off with a shilling," said a solemn young , man. " How did you escape it t" asked j a bystander. " My father had no ahil, ling," was the solemn reply. A oonteinpory describing, a boat race, alludee to the "flashing of 10,000 eyes and the plandits of twioe as many fair kanJa 99 Wlmf a lnf nf r\nn.orn/1 mnmcn there most have been at that raoe t. " Why is it, my dear sir/' said Waffles' landlady to him the other day, " that yon newspaper men never get rioh ?" " I do not know," was his reply, " except it is that dollars and sense do not always travel together." The Philadelphia Inquirer strongly urges the reduction of the prioe of admission to the Exposition from fifty to twenty-five cents, on the ground that the present charge will virtually dose the doors against hundreds of thousands of workingmen and their families. The New Orleans Picayune says that the telegraph art has reached such Kfection that long oourtships have n maintained between persons Hundreds of miles apart, ana some lovesick telegraphist has even invented a telegraphio sign for love's fiipt sweet kiss. A clean tooth does not decay. Aoids and sour fruit always injure the teeth i instantly; sweets never do; without them children would die, henoe their insatiable instincts for sugar. If a tooth powder was never used the teeth would not be so white; but, kept perfectly clean, would last for life. The editor of a Western paper has medioal authority for stating that in some oases if liquid food be applied to the body, it will merely, by being absorbed, sustain life. The editor had a molasses jng forcibly applied to himself, and his head not only increased in sise. bnt it has been a sweet looking head ever since. While s barber of Niles, Mioh., was shaving a customer the other day, he became tangled up in an epileptic spasm. After the customer had lost a slioe off the neck and narrowly escaped a severance of the jugular vein, he modestly suggested that he would wait for "the next," as he never did like close ahav ing. Sandwich Islands Surf Bathing. Says a writer: It is very exciting, but the sea was not very rough. The feurf board is a rough plank shaped like a coffin lid, about two feet broad and from six to nine feet long. The men, dressed only in malos, carrying their ' boards under their arms, waded out from the rooks on which the surf was breaking, and, pushing their boards before them, swam out to the first line of breakers, and then, diving down, were seen no more till they reappeared as a number of black heads bobbing about like corks in the water. What they seek 1 is a very high roller, on the top of which 1 they leap from behind, diving face downward on their boards. As the waves speed on and the bottom strikes ' the ground the top breaks in a huge ' comber. The swimmers appeared poc' ing themselves on its highest edge by dexterous movements of their hands and I . L - *. il A .1 11 iflfll) Keeping just m uie tup ut wo uiu^ bat always apparently coming down hill with a slanting motion. 80 they rode in majestically, always just ahead at the breaker, -carried shoreward by its mighty ; impulse at the rate of forty miles an hour, yet seeming to have a volition of their own, as the more daring riders knelt and even stood on their surf boards, waving their anas and uttering exultant cries. They were always apparently on the verge of ingulfment by the fleroe breaker whose towering white 1 crest was ever above and just behind . him; but just as one expected to see I them dashed to pieoes, they either waded 1 quietly ashore, or, sliding off their . boards, dived under the surf, taking ad, vantage of the undertow, and were next seen far out at sea, preparing for fresh i exploits. The great art seems to be to 1 mount the roller precisely at the right . time, and to keep exactly on its crest jnst before it breaks. An Extensive Work. i (Should a ship canal be cut across the Isthmns of Darien at its narrowest \ point, it would be thirty-two miles lone, 1 and would require a ship tunnel 125 feet high and seven miles in length through solid rock. A vessel going , from New York to San Franoisoo would , savo ten thousand miles of sailing, and r could afford to pay a toll of $8,000. In f the one item of wages, a clipper ship i of 1,500 tons burden Would save $2,000 [ nt least. It ia estimated that the work would cost $100,000,000.