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L VOL. XLVIII. CAMDEN, S. C., THURSDAY, FEBRUARY (5, 1890. NO. 32. Mm THOSE GOOD OLD - FASHIONED FOLKS. Somehow the people of to-day ain't as they 3&H used to be, tf&fKr At any rate, I'm pretty sure they're not the PjB same to me. And while they're many just asgoodasth >se I used to know, wp There're scores and scores among them that are only so and so. We used to always take a man exactly as he said, k But now it's safe to take him just the other I way instead. B It does my heart just lots of good to meet once in a while Some of those good old-fashioned folks so nearly out of style. I wouldn't say the world in honesty is slipping back, I wouldn't say that Christians hunting grace have lost the track, I wouldn't say that men to-day are less the friends of truth, D *1 <V?rr. nr.ac T JCWUttUSC CUV J ?wVLLl CV? viiav* 4.1 VI** v**v vuvj * knew in youth. Those statements I refuse to make, but this I freely say, Those people please me quite as well as those I meet to-day. Their hearts and hands were honest and their lives held little guile, Did those old-fashioned people now so nearly ^ ^ out of style. r We're wiser than they used to be, we m y be weaker, too, And good old homespun honesty may less our hearts imbue. These later days we all are bent on getting rich so fast. We haven't time to think of things they thought of in the past. We're wildly striving after gold, we rush and push and crowd. And after while we'll each be wanting pockets in his shroud. But none of us can e'er outrank within the afterwhile Those good old-fashioned people now so nearly out of style. ?Chicago Herald. . UP THE " DRAW." BY THOMAS P. MORGAN. The gang at old man Sigsby's combined saloon, postoffice and general store had waited for the coming of the mailcarrier ever since the saw mill shutdown at sunset. The time was passed in cursinsr the tardy Government official, imbib-! l. iDg Sigsby's villainous whisky and dis- I cussing the occupant of the little log and j slab shanty, half a mile up the heavily- ' timbered "draw." They looked a "hard crowd," and ! their characters did not in the least belie their personal appearances. The scum k and offscourings of many communities they were, held together by tijeir cause against the common enemy, the United States Government. The sawmill, deep : 9 ^ in the wilderftess. turned out great quan- | ^? tifTcg" of lumber from trees cut from Gov- j ernment land, and its owners, in their I Eastern homes, knew little and cared less : of the rough men whose toii increased their employers' ill-gotten gains. Old man Sigsby was the worst man in i' the whole gang, that seemed composed of the champion profane, shock-headed, ' tangle-bearded and desperate men to be found in seven States. They growled at : the generalities of life, cursed each other and.drank great potations of fiery whisky, and Sigsby growled the loudest, cursed them all individually and collectively and drank oftener than any other of his customer's. The matter had been canvassed thor. __oughly, and the opinion was general that ?' the occupant of the shanty up the "draw" WH3 none other than a Government detective. "Wal," growled big Jim Perdue, L "I'm yere to say that his story's purty thin! If he's takin'up a claim as he says he is, w'yn't he go out on the prair' like K a witP man stpad n' rnmin' m, voro wlmr I squatters haiut wanted now, say?" The question was addressed to no one in particular, but Sigsby took it upon himself to reply that he "didn't know an' didn't keer a cuss!" "Wal, you needn't be so brash!" re- : torted Big Jim, witl an oath. "I " A clatter of hoofs interrupted him. The door was flung open and the tardy .mail carrier threw the wrinkled pouch into the room. Then Sigsby distributed the mail. This was done bv opening the pouch, pouring its contenis in a heap on the floor and, with several forcible epithets, telling the company to "drive in." There were few letters, but a bundle of news- i papers provided nearly every one with something to read. When each had got his own and the wrangling had ceased, one letter remained. It was addressed to the occu. pant of the cabin up the "draw." "Wal," remarked Sigsby, "that cuss gits entirely too many letters for a squatter. One every week or oftener. An' uv all dad-blamed directin' this beats any I ever seed!" The address was printed in straggling, irregular characters and with shocking disregard for capitalization. Several examined the nide characters and all were of the opinion .that t'nev were traced in that manner to disguise the writer's chirography. "Le's open it!" cried Perdue. "Not much!" objected old man Sigsby. "Nobody opens any letters in this yere postoffice but me! Understand?" The postmaster mentally resolved that while the gang might do as they liked outside of the office, he wr.3 not going to allow them to commit any act within the office that would incur the wrath of the I I Government. Perdue rose, cleared his throat and began: "We all know that this cuss is " "You bet!" interrupted several voices. "Yes, wal, we know what happened to the last feller that come a spyin' 'round whur he had uo call to be." "We have a idee!" said a voice. "Wal, shall he have the same?" was Big Jim's pertinent question. Without a moment's hesitation came the almost unanimous verdict that he should have the '.'same." There was a prolonged wrangle as to ways and means, much drinking at old man Sigsbv's bar, and then the gang departed for the great boarding shanty, to prepare for the night's work, up the "draw." "After they had gone Sigsby tightened his revolver belt. Then lie looked at the queerly addressed letter and muttered i "Wonder why the cuss don't come to git his letter. Never missed bein' on time before. B'lievc I'll jest sorter take it up to hin^ Might be handy forme to git the lay uv things in the shanty. Git the edge on the boys by knowiu' whar the valuables is." He extinguished the light and locked the door with the utmost caution. "Jest as well fer me, I reckon," he muttered, "if these boys think I'm sick and gone to bed or sumpin'. If anything was to happen?cuss was to plug I one or two uv 'em, they mought 'low I'd ! sorter warned him if they knowed I'd [ be'n thar." He reflected grimly that in such an event he was very liable to receive the ^fl\of woo mcforl 5ULJ1L" suit Ui llCtllUl^Ul/ LUUV MU.3 utvivu out to the last man suspected of spying. Loud words, plentifully interlarded with oaths, reached his ears as he passed the big boarding shanty, keeping well in the shadow of the trees. His progress over the "rise" and up the "draw"' was almost noiseless, and rapid in spite of the dense darkness beneath the great trees. Presently Sigsby knocked at the door of the log and slab shanty. As there came no reply, he knocked agaiu and fancied he heard a faint response. "Some trap to ketch me, like as not," he muttered, suspiciously, "but I'll risk it." His revolver was ready for instant action as he raised the latch and entered the room which was wrapped in darkness. "Hello, thar!" Sigsby saluted cautiously. 4 'Don't be quick with no guns. Letter for you." A faint moan replied from somewhere in the darkness. Sigsbv's suspicion of a trap was strengthened, and he meditated whether it was better to tire his revolver in the direction of the sound or to run the risk of having the trap sprung on him. The moan was repeated. "What's the matter, pardner?" he asked, moving silently to one side as he did so. "Wall, I'll resk it !" he muttered, as another moan answered him. He scratched a match and held his half closed hand in such a way that a single ray of light was _ flashed in the directiou from which the moan had sounded. The moment's light revealed a face aglow with fever, lit with eyes bright with delirium's glare. There was no need for caution now, and S'gsby speedily had a light burning. He examined the sick man more closely. "Port' bad off,"he muttered. "Hain't eaten fer days, like as not. It's tough, shore!" "Wall," lie added, presently, "one is 'bout as shore as the other. If the boys don't down him, the fever will. 3Iountain fever's first cousin to the graveyard." The sufferer moaned and tossed feebly in his delirium, and, when Sigsbyheld a tiu of water to his lips, he drank with almost frenzied eagerness. "Dryer'n a bone!" remarked Sigsby. "Wal, the boys '11 soon case his misery, I reckon. Fore cuss! He's in a hard row o' stumps, but now he's come out here to hunt the boys; he ortn't to kick if they hunt him." The sufferer rolled his head slowly from side to side aud moaned. ' Do your groaniu' now." remarked the visitor grimly, "fer the boys'll deprive you uv that privilege soon. Thar'll be detective on tree for breakfast, I reckon. Wal, I must be a-gettin'. Don't seem to be nuth'n' worth packin'off. By George! I mighty nigh f ergot his letter! I'll jest see what orders his bosses has sent him. Mought do me some good and they never will him." He opened the oddly addressed envelope, and slowly spelled out the epistle it contained. When it was done, he spelled it clear through a second time* "Wall, I'm blabbergasted!" he ejaculated, as he laid the letter face upward on the table. It was a short message and was printed in the same eccentric fashion as the address. I .TTT-1 f Ll-t.l ID -1-1 "ivai, i m omuuergasieu: oiu man Sigsby repeated. ''Plumb blabbergasted! Some how, that 'minds me uv " lie paused. Presently, he said, slowly: "PrayS for him every night an' mornin'. Name's Bessie. Minds me uv ?never mind!" He shook himself fiercely. "Deserves all he gits," he said, hoarsely. "Didn't he come yere to hunt the boys? Yer bet yer life he did!" He answered himself with fierce energy, shaking 4iis fist at the moaning figure on the bed. Then he turned to lea^e the shanty, but paused, with his hand on the rude latch. "Prays fer him every night an' mornin'," he muttered. "Somebody ort to write an' tell her when he's downed. I " He took a step toward the letter that lay face upward on the tible. The quaint characters seemed staring him in the face. "Prays fer him," he muttered slowly. "Name's Bessie! 'Minds me. no?I'll? I'll do it! Doit er drop a-trying!" he cried with fierce energy. The sick man moaned again. ilHer dad?Bessie's dad!" old man Sigsby muttered, and laid his cocked revolver on the table beside the letter. Then he took down the sick man's repeating rifle from the wall and placed it near the other weapon. "Like's not I'll groan like him purt' soon," he said, with a nod toward the bed. "The boys mean business!" "They mean business!" he repeated presently. "So do I!" "There was a noise outside and a knock at the door. "Come!" cried Sigsby. The repeating rifle in his hands and the revolver beside the letter were both cocked and ready for instant use. As they threw open the door and ushered in, Big Jim Perdue aud the rest of the "boys" found themselves looking into the muzzle of a repeating rifle held by a stern-faced man who stood behind fhe table. "Up with ycr hands!" cried Big Jim sternly, as he burst across the threshold. There were exclamations of surprise :is the gang recognized the holder of the aific. "What d'ye mean, Sigsby? What aro you doin' ycre?" demanded Big Jim. "Nuthin'," returned old man Sigsby, doggedly. "Whur's the cuss?" "Thar!" answered Sigsby, moving to one side that the light might fall on the sick man. "Thar, an' thar he's goin'to stay!" "Mountain fever!" some one said, at sight of the delirium-flushed face. Big Jim and the gang glared at old man Sigsby and the rifle muzzle that stared them in the face. "What does all this mean?" Big Jim demanded with an oath. "Nuthin'!" the old man replied. "Yere's his orders from headquarters, an' I'm a-carryin' them out!" He flipped the letter toward the group and Big Jim picked it up. When the big man had silently spelled out its contents, he handed it to the next man. From one to another it passed till all had read Bessie's letter. No one made auy remark, but there was a dimness before the eyes of several that made the muzzle of old man Sigsby's repeating rifle looking less formidable. "Wal?" questioned Sigsby. "Wal," Big Jim returned in an accentless voice. "Prays fer him every day," the old man said, as if addressing himself. "An' 'taint no good prayin' fer dead men," Jim returned, in the same accentless voice. "Hunting us! Wall,mountain fever'll do the work if " "Bill," he said, suddenly, interrupting himself, "didn't you 'low you seed a fel ler sneakin' round tne storenouse as we come by?" "Bill" repued promptly that he had "'lowed" so, ond several eager voices chimed in with the information that it was dangerous to allow the "feller" in question to continue to "sneak." "I reckon that thar's the detective," <Big Jim hazarded. There was a unanimous expression of belief that such was the case. Then, led by Big Jim, the gang filed out into the darkness. "Ole man," said Big Jim, slowly, as he turned to go, "if you need any help 'teudin' to any sick men anywhere around yere, send ferme." "An' me!" cried several voices. "An' if he gits well, tell him a story 'bout a little gal's letter that* saved a feller's life. If you do, mebby his sickness'll sorto make him fergit all about what's happened in this section an' that anybody on Gov'ment land " "I've heerd uv sech cases," answered old man Sigsby. "When they had gone, Sigsby stood for many minutes staring at the letter before him. "Der papa," it read, "mama and me has been looking for a letter from you iui aniui uiauj uajo. u t nit xiaiu jvui sick an we want to see you awful much. Ole Bose is dead. I pray for you night an mornin. A hundred kisse3 from "Bessie." "Name's Bessie," old man Sigsby muttered. 'Minds me uv?" His voice died away, and, for a long time, he seemed wrapped in thought. Only the faint moan of the sick man broke the silence at the shanty up the "draw." A month later little Bessie's heart was gladdened by the coming of the papa for whom she had prayed night and morning. No report of illegal timber cutting in the region round about the cabin up the "draw" reached headquarters. Perhaps his severe illness had impaired the detective's memory.?Nexo York Mercury. Goose Grease for Membranous Cronp. Old-fashioned remedies. are still the hobby with many Connecticut people, and they often cure where modern therapeutics fail. Last week, in Bridgeport, a two-year old child was stricken with membranous croup. A physician was hastily summoned, and he prescribed. The child grew rapidly worse, and the attending physician called in two of his brethren to consult with him. The three decided that death would soon result unless the operation of tracheotomy was resorted to. This the parents positively refused to allow, and the physicians departed, saying the child would die before morning. After they had retired several women called, and, with the usual feminine desire to do all they could to help the afflicted parents, asked permission to try their remedies. It was granted, as the parents thought it would do no harm, as the child would die in a few hours anyway. The patient was thoroughly wrapped up in flannels, and his head and throat were rubbed with goose grease. A dose of the stuff, mixed with vinegar, was with difficulty forced down the child's throat. In a short time lie vomited up a large portion of mucus and broke up the clogging matter in the throat. Being placed in bed he soon went to sleep, and the next day he was nlorinrr oKniif flin linnen onrl nnnno rdrl uuvuo buw auu i l to be far from (lying.?New York Sun. The Lads of Lisbon. The lads of Lisbon, the Portuguese capital,are a curious feature of her motley population. They seein to have consecrated the bloom of their youth to the sale of lottery tickets for the benefit of the church, "and may be seen everywhere hawking halves and quarters of tickets, shouting, "To-day the wheel goes round." When not engaged in this pursuit these young hopefuls take to selling crickets, which are confined in small wicker cages three inches square. The crickets are caught and sold for sporting purposes. Cricket fights are as popular and arouse as keen passions as cock fights in Spain. Mail and Express. EARRINGS. CURIOUS ADDITIONS TO THE LOBE OP THE EAR. Barbaric Devices of Torture and Antique Examples of Beau ty?String, Trough and Button?Odd Earrings in AH Agt~. The strange fashion ojsLiutilating and adorning the human ear 'hast been practiced for all ages, and has been in vogue all over the world. It has especially enjoyed great favor among the Orientals, and by Persians, Babylonians, Lydians, Lybians and Carthaginians the earring was worn as commonly by men as by women. Figure I, taken from Thomas Hope's "Costumeof the Ancients," shows how the monnrrhs of Phrvpia adorned themselves, unci there are numerous evidences in gems, etc., to bear out the assertion concerning the vanity of the antique male. In the "Iliad" Juno is represented ilS adorning himself with earrings made with three drops representing mulberries, aud most o6> the jewels so worn at that, time seenr to have come under the head of what jpome old-fashioned people still call "eardrops." From this period down to the latest the practice prevailed in Greece, and one finds the ears of the Venus d' Medici to be pierced for the reception of earrings. Pliny says there was no part of dress on which greater expense. was lavished among the Romans, and Seueca mentions an earring of which a drawing, the lower right-hand specimen, copied in Fig. 2 is taken from Smith's Dictionary,. ' % FIG. 1. A l'UHTGIAJT KLVO. . which he says was worth a patrimony It has four pearls, two above and two below the,precious stone in the center. In the more valuable of the antique earrings pearls were almost always used; and they wetp'-valuedfor the completeness of their fdjnn^^w well as for their whiteness. In place oNa ring the ornament was often nttac&cd ?^the car with a hook, a custom which still prevails in Italy. Many Egyptian earrings of very beautiful design have been preserved, or which cue one 10 tne leu iu Fig. 2 is !in example. These antique designs have been frequently imitated in modern times, a?id if the use of this ornament is to be continued it can scarcely assume a more graceful form than was often given to it by the ancients. The smallest earring in Fig. 2 is a sketch of one of a pair copied from the 'Masterpieces of the ... v . FIC. 2. FHOM THE ANTIQUE. .. Centennial Exhibition," where it was shown among the Castellnni antiques. The original is about two inches long, the pair representing the dolphins, which were emblematic of Venus. The eyes, Jins and other details of the figure are executed in the professional materiala-of the jeweler's art, instead of byfcngraving or molding, that is to-sny, they are sketched upon the smooth surface by lines of rope-work applied and soldered on. The minute gold" cords of which this rope-work consists, so delicate yet so even, and so firmly soldered as to become homogeneous with the body of the object, constitute the grand technical superiority of antique jewelry. The date ?r\ KKi. 3. A LITTLE OEEEK TEIFLE. of this object i? assigned at 350 B. 0., the place of its discovery being Tarsntum/ in Calabria. ; The earring seen in Fig. 3 is also tfl the nature of a votive offering to Venus, A|. 1. * 1 ! il i. .. f i.ntA T* IIIC Ul'Sigli UL'lllg tUttb ?Ji uwu uuvw. ?L is sketched from ouc of the illustrations in the Gazette des Beaux-Arte,the original having been discovered in Etruria and dating probably to the fifth century. It is of gold and enamel, the national colors of the plumage being most faithfully reproduced. That the earring wns used in Britain during the Bronze Period has been proved by I)r. John Evans in his "Ancient Bronze Implements." In a barrow at G'owlam, in Yorkshire, touching the temporal bones, he says, which were stained green by the contract, were two earrings of bronze. They were made by beating one end of a piece of bronze flat and forming the other into a pen-shaped termination. Tfee pen had been jpassed _ through j tno lobe of the, ear and then bent round, the other and flab end being bent over it. Thus the earring must have been permanently fixed in the ear. This scoop or basket form of the ancient Briton's earring was sometimes carried to a ludicrous size, as witness that represented in Fig. 1. This was taken out of a stone cist at Orton, in Morayshire, Scotland. In this case, however, the earring, or rather the ear-trough, was of gold, and might haves been worn by some unsubdued Celt who caused the Roman many an unhappy quarter of an hour in his home. Earrings of silver have also been found in the British barrows or burial mounds, out both in England and on the Continent, after the commencement of the tenth century, the fashion appears to have declined and earrings are neither found in graves nor discernible in paintings or sculpture. M. Viollet Cedric observes that the style of head-dress and wearing the hair may in some measure account for this. In the thirteenth century, however, the fashion evidently revived, mention being made of earrings in the noman ue la nose, out mere is no graphic description of their form, and neither monument nor miniature is found to assist us. In the sixteenth century earrings were in high favor eircept among the purists, who denounced the "women who were not ashamed to make holes in their ears whereat they hang rings and other jewels of gold FIG. 4t. ONCE WORN BY A BRAWNY SCOT. and precious stones." Elizabeth revived the antique love for pearls and wore "rich drops," two large ones with a third depending from them being seen in her portrait by Zucchero. Continual mention of them is made by writers in the seventeenth century, at which period they were given as love tokens. They were also worn by men at the same period all over Europe. George Villiers, Duke of Buckingham, wore diamond earrings, and all courtiers wore cither gold, stones or pearls in their ears. Men are not seen wearing them alter the restoration of Charles II, but there was a singular fash iou erlstiug at the same time on the continent which found its way to England about the time of James I, viz., the wearing of two or three strings of black silk. The noble red man who once ranged through the forest primeval was not content witir-ajsimple pair of earrings, but tied his cars upsiQ_thongs of stained skin. At least that is w-hat~"6kj.Qrgc Catlin says in his "North American Indians," from which the sketch seen in Fig. 5 has been taken. This species ol fantastic ear decoration is, however, simplicity itself compared to that practiced by certain un FIG. 5. THE NOBLE RED MAN'S IDEA., civilized nations in other parts of the. world. Take, for instance, the Kaffir, whose cars are pierced at a very early age. and the hole continuously enlarged until it is capacious enough to hold a snuff box, an ivory knob or a lion's tusk. But the boss people of the world for slashing and distorting the ear are the, Dyaks of Borneo. The lobes arc pierced when the child is only six months old, and from that day the hole is forcibly in-, creased in size till it forms a loop from onetp-ftrcr inches, or even more, long.] -Afm-st wooden pegs are placed in the hole; these are afterward replaced by a .couple of tin or brass rings", while if the, Dyak belle cannot afford such luxuries KJG. 6. A ])YAK BELLE. ghe will rake a leaf and roll it up and insert it in her car. Gradually the weight is increased by the addition of other larger rings, till the lobe often gives way and splits. Carl Bock, in his book on ' The Head Hunters of Borneo," asserts that he has counted as ninny as sixteen rings in a single ear, each of them the size of n dollar. The rings arc generally made of tin, and cut so that they can be removed at pleasure. Sometimes disks wAnfl mnnlnrf im tn nn inrh "4 "vv^ & ?4' ? --and a half in diameter are used. In addition to this mutilation of the lobe, tho helix of the car is pierced or slit in several places, and in these holes pieees of colored ribbon or cord are tied, or j buttons or feathers inserted. In Fig. 6 i there is given a sketch made from one of the illustrations in Bock's book. It represents the head of a I)yak belle, tho measurements of the ear being as follows: Tolal length of the ear 7.1 inches, length of the gash in the lobe 4.75 inches, distance between the level of the chin and bottom of the ear 2.85 inches. ? San Francisco Chronicle. The only Territorial delegate in Congress who was born in his own Territory is Antonio Joseph, of New Mexico. X A Legislator in a Blouse. When an American workingman is elected to a representative office of any sort he usually puts on the best clothes that he has upon going to occupy his place, the idea being, undoubtedly, that such a proceeding is a proper manifestation of respect for the constituency that has honored him, and of appreciation for the dignity conferred upon him. Across the water a different course has been pursued in at least one instance, at^l M. Thivrier, a workingman elected as such to the present Chamber of Deputies in France, wears all the time in public the blouse which is the badge of a laborer in that country. M. TIIIVRIER. M. Thivrier began work in the coal mines at Coinmentoy, France, when twelve years old, and for twenty years, remained in them, handling the pick. Afterward he became a vine grower and dealer in wines. He is a Socialist, but not a Communist, "for, having," as a French paper puts it, "acquired his capital by his own hard work, he cannot easily understand how that capital should' Deiong to an rne worm." i nrougn au his career he has stuck to his working-; man's blouse, and it was largely upon/ the strength of that peculiarity that he was elected a'Deputy. He is said to be a man of unusual intelligence and a good speaker. When he came to Paris to take his seat, his blouse, which hp wore not only at the Chamber, but at receptions and all other functions that he attended, made him at once famous. . The garment, it will be seen, is similar to the outside shirts worn by Chinamen in this country, and would doubtless bring the Deputy ridicule rather than honor or popularity if worn here.?New York Sun. > TO Exchange His Position. A young man accustomed to lighthouse work, would exchange his present positidn-for a life-preserver.?Life. Striking Up an Acquaintance. Young Black Bear (to young polar bear?a recent arrival)?"Say, ho.v did it happen that you turned gray so young?" ?liar per s Young People. The biggest edible oysters in the world arc found at Port Lincoln, in South Aus tralia. They are as large as a dinner plate, and the same shape. They are sometimes more than a foot across the shell, and the oyster fits his shell so well lie does not leave much margin. It is a new sensation, when a friend asks you to lunch at Adelaide, to have one oyster set before you fried in butter or egg and bread crumbs. The Chinese Minister at Washington is said to have concluded to permit his wife to conform with the social usuages of that city, and she witl hereafter receive and return visits. Mr. Gladstone is writing an important article on Mr. Motley and his work as an historian, which will contain very interesting personal reminiscences. GROWING OLD. I'm growing old, they tell m?f They say Tin getting gray, And that my face has not the graco It had once on a day. And in my gait I show it That I am growing oldHurrah ! I wouldn't know it . If I was never told. I'm growing old, they're sayingHurrah ! They do not know A cheerful mind is not the kind To any older grow. The world's as bright as ever, I'm happier each day, And I'll feel young forever, No matter what they say; Hurrah, for growing older, And better all the while, 1 No look ahead to when I'm dead Will take away my smile, That bravely will be showing And lighting up my face? They think I'm older growing, Hurrah! It's not the case. ?H. C. Dodge, in Detroit Free Press.'1 PITH AND POINT. fRl 4-n n?A stnni- iirv Tvtr me suuui a wuuiuih aic u^> uj wu sea. Rights and lefts?The "ins" and the: "outs." Spoiled children make bad men and' women. v _ ? martial strain is that which is put on the drum-major's spina. The best site for the "World's Fair is undoubtedly the mirror. Come women like a whispered tale of love, but a belle prefers a declaration made in ringing tones.?Baltimore American. The old railroad contractor should be in a good physical condition, for he istraining all his life.?Kearney Enterprite. The Indians are the largest land owners in the country, but they have raised more hair than potatoes, thus far.?Minneapolit Journal. A Morsel for the Dog.?Tramp?"I'm nothin' but a bundle o'bones." Hired Girl?"Here, Tige, go bury him. "-Muntcy's Weekly. "I think your wife wants change." "Change? Doctor, you don't know that it J- ? 1 woman. unange wui never uo ror ucr. She needs a fortune." "Ma, the minister is coming." "What makes you think so? Di "you see him?" - v~ "No, but J take vae^jarrot and * lock it up in the stable." '* - ; ^ Nations are like individuals, says an orator. Not much. You never hear an individual complaining about the size of his surplus.?Boston Courier. Lawyer?"Your opponent will have to pay the amount, but you will have to stand the costs." Client?"Will you please tell me, have I won or lost.'* Lancaster?"I hear that you have been burning the midnight oil. What study interests you so much?" Forrester? "How to get the baby to sleep."?Time. ? Although they went to school together, And grew up children side by side, He never dreamed how much ha loved her Until her wealthy uncle died. ?Harper's Bazar. How hard some men will struggle to build a little reputation, and will at once give up the the ghost when it comes to building a kitchen fire.?Kearney Entcrprue. / Lioness?"I've been chasing a missionary for about s'teen miles! Did you see where he went, me lord?" Leo? "Yes, my dear; he just stepped inside." Puck. "What does a man know aDOut a woman's dress, anyway?" scornfully asked Mrs. B. "He knows where the pocket isn't," was Mr. B.'s reply.? Louisville Journal. Stern Parent?"Look here, I have just been told that you received a thrashing in school last week. I didn't know it at the time." Jimmy?"I did, pa."-^1 Lawence American. She?"Sir, what do you mean by/putting your aim around my waist?" JHe? "Do you object?" She?"Mr. Arthur Gordon,- I'll give you "-just five hours to remove your arm."?BoUonBegcon. Some one was saying before Jote that the best method of restoring those who had been frozen was to roll them in the snow. "That may do well enough in wintertime, but what yer goin' to do in summer, when there ain't no snow?" commented that cheerful idiot.?Judge. Don't waste the gas, the high-priced gas, . Now nights grow long and drear; When comes to pass, each precious lass Expects her sweetheart dear. > 'Twould be quite right to quench the light When dudes, as green as grass, Make their tongues run on what the've done, They'll furnish all the gas. ?Judge. A number of children were making a good deal of noise, and their mother, after rebuking them several times, at last said: "If I have to speak again, I ;_t. ???? ir/M, ? Af fhia tfiA snail pULiiSLi auuic Kjk jvu. aav vmv youngest child rolled of! the sofa, and, after gravely reflecting awhile, said: "Then mamma, I'd advise you not to speak." She didn't. How Cariosity is Gratified in Rnssia. The ex-editor of the Chicago Netcs, who has just returned from Europe, relates this mcident, which he witnessed in St. Petersburg: "One day I saw a carriage containing a gendarme and another person. I asked our guide who it was, and he said it was a political prisoner. I asked him what would become of him. 'Oh, he'll never be heard of again. "We don't, have anv bother about juries and trials. The papers won't take up the matter and his friends won't attempt to do anything for him.' 'But if he were your brother wouldn't you try to do something for him?' I asked. 'No, sir. If I went to the officers and said I wanted to know what they were going to do with him, they would say: 'Come right in. You can have the cell next to his and go with him to Siberia to see what becomes of him.,'J>