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VOL. V. NO. 45. BEAUFORT, S. C., THURSDAY, OCTOBER 11, 1877. Si.M Itr lllll. Suit BBS Ms.
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We Cannot Be Alone.
I thought to be alone,
So left the busy world, with all its life,
Its joys, its griefs, its cares, its bitter strife,
And to the woods I strayed one sultry day,
Where solitude and silence would have sway.
For oh, I longed for both ! No friends craved I,
Nor useless words to speak of sympathy;
So, in the grand old woods I sought relief,
Where utter loneliness and silenoe, brief,
One short hour could be known.
I thought to be alone,
But found the woods alive. Each dell and glen
As full of bustle as the haunts of men ;
For there small insects chirped in perfect glee,
And leaves kept rustling in each tall old tree ;
With snaps the grasshoppers rubbed loud their
wings,
And wild birds sang, and bees were noisy
things.
" Thoee woods have too much sound and life,'
I cried,
"To soothe my heart," so left its shadows wide
For other realms unknown.
I thought to be alone,
So turned my steps toward the great, wide sea,
And sat upon the beach, for majesty
And solemn stillness brooded o'er the spot
Full well I knew. But ah! I quite forgot
That ebbing tides flow never silently,
And dancing waves will murmur of the sea ;
These often roll, and swell, and crush, andro&r,
As madly leaps the surf against the shore,
Where silence is unknown.
Alone? No more I moan,
But turn, with tearful eyes and drooping head,
He solved earth's busy paths I now would tread
Without a murmur. Jest, and laugh, and song,
No more ehould fret! I would myself prolong
The tumult?work, and sing and pray,
And strive, by doing good, to drive away
The morbid gloom that solitude would cravo
Which God forbids?for feel we gay or grave,
Wo cannot be alone !
A GOOD TURN. '
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It was not intended in tbe Magilvray
family that Miss Alice of that name
should marry Eugene Descumps. Not
that young Eugene was not good enough
for the said Miss Alice, but that, being
exceedingly pretty, bright and attractive,
she might do bitter, a3 the phrase
* goes, and the Magilvrays were greatly
in need of her doing better. In their
old days they used to be somebodies ;
now, owing to disaster, poverty, ill luck,
and lack of enterprise, they were nobodies.
If Alice, the flower of the family,
shofald have a suocess matrimonially,
it would bring her much less lovely sisters
into connections where they, comparatively
speaking, might do well, and
her brothers where some sort of business
chance might meet them. Mrs. Magilvray
beguiled many a tedious hour in
speculations on the advantages that
would follow a brilliant marriage on
Alice's part; she saw her other girls in
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wealthy brother-in-law would give them;
she saw her own home made yearly more
delightful by the delicate but expensive
little attentions of Alice herself; and
she saw business chances absolutely
throwing themselves at the boys' feet.
It all depended upon Alice's yet meeting
this millionaire of a lover in posxe before
she became fatally entangled with any
body else ; and here she was now fancying
herself in love with that Eugene
Descamps, who, having nothing but a
profession, w-uld probacy never be
able to give her any thing but a living.
And every time she saw them parting at
the gate, or glancing across the aisle in
church, down would go all of Mrs.
Magilvray's dreams, like Alnaschar's
tray of glasses.
44 I don't know why I should be expected
to bring up the family," Miss |
Alice would cry. 4'If the girls want to
marry well, I'm willing. Let them marry
themselves. To marry Eugene would
be marrying well enough for me. If
you'd told me about it before, ma, I'd
have tried never to look at Eugene ; but
it's too late now."
44 How is it possible," Mrs. Magilvray
would exclaim, rolling up her eyes, and
in her most tragic manner, 44 for my
daughter to talk to me in such an unmaidenly
style as that ?"
441 don't know anv thing unmaidenly
in saying it's too late to think of one
' husband when I've given my promise to
another," Alice cried, as well as tears
and anger would allow. 44 Maybe I
never can marry him; but I never, never,
never will marry any body else. So
there, ma!"
44 You unnatural, undutiful girl?"
441 should think it was a reproach to
be a girl," cried the sauce-box.
"You had better call to mind that !
whoso mocketh his mother," said Mrs.
Magilvray, in hollow tones, "the ravens
shall pick out his eyes, and the young
eagles shall eat them."
Then the naughty girl laughed. "I
don't believe you have it right, ma,"
she answered. " Maybe it's the eagles
oome first. Anyway, Eugene will never
let any ravens get at my eyes. I love
him. And you would love him
too, ma, if you knew him." And
the little minx's tears being gone, she
kissed the severe and awful matron,
bending her head back under her arm to
reach her mouth, with a gay sweet impudence
that none of the other children
would have dared use, and skipped from
the room in a happy peal of laughter,
presently to be heard warbling out,
" Ob, I shall marry my ain love,"
as if that settled the business.
"Yon know perfectly well, ma," she
said, when they were talking over the
same untiring theme again, "that if
Eugene's uncle had left his money to
him instead of to that Institution for the
Blind Feejeeans?as he always said he
meant to do after he found Eugene, and
as he educated him to suppose he would
?you'd have never said a word."
" Possibly not," replied Mrs. Magilvray,
with dignity. " But he didn't.
And the circumstance remains to be considered
that we are all poor, and that
Eugene is poor too, and that your good
looks and good manners are the only
hope we have of improving our condition;
for what," said Mrs. Magilvray,
"will Maria do, with her squint, or
Ella, with her teeth like a row of gravestones
? And so it is the very depth of
selfishness in yon to think for a moment
of merely gratifying yourself, and mar
rying so as never to be able to help your
family."
" The very depth of selfishness for me
not to sacrifice my whole life!" And
then there were tears again; for, in
fact, little Alice's whole life, between her
naturally joyous temperament and her
daily reverses, was quite resolved into
April weather of sunshine and showers.
It was only that afternoon that, as
Alice was parting from Eugene, just between
daylight and dark, he added to a
different class of remark some other observations.
' By-tbe-way," said he;
"the greatest joke of the season happened
at our house last night; the house
was broken into."
" Oh, Engene! burglars! Oh, Eugene!
did they attack you ?"
"Attack me??no; they attacked
uncle's old desk there, burst open
drawers and compartments, found secret
places that I never knew before, and left
them open, ant?cleared out much as they
came, I fancy, except for the old silver
tankard that the directors had overlooked.
Battered up the house a little;
but as that belongs now to the Blind
Feejeeans, I don't feel the active interest
I might if it were mine. I was
just going to move out, though, anyway."
"Oh, it's a wonder they didn't kill
you, dear!" she cried, still dwelling on
the dangbr.
" Kill me ? I slept beautifully through
the whole, and I should never have
known it but for Bridget's cries this
morning, and I ran down to find her
howling over the open desk. It was
a great joke, the idea of robbing me, as
I should have told them, if I had seen
them."
Alice went home trembling; and, as
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the occasion at once to make herself
tremble again with indignation at her
toother's scorn of burglars so stupid as
to try and rob Eugene Descamps, and
at her sisters' satirical amusement.
Perhaps she trembled still more when,
three or fonr days afterward?during
whose space she had not seen Eugene
?the door-bell rang, and that young
gentleman was showD into the Magilvray
parlor.
"Mrs. Magilvray," said Eugene,
standing hat in hand before the Roman
woman, " a week ago I should not have
dared ask you for the hand of your
daughter Alice." Mrs. Magilvray was
slowly drawing herself up to one of her
awful heights. " But," continued
Eugene, "thanks to a heaven-directed
I burglar, who found, some nights ago, in
a secret oomparttoent of my uncle's old
desk, liis latest will?which, being of no
use to him, he politely returned to me?
I am now to be put into possession of my
uncle's estate?"
"Oh, the blessed burglars!" cried
Alice, wi'h clasped hands?instantly
turned upon by her mother.
"?Of my uncle's estate," continued
Eugene, " which the Institution for the
Blind Fcejeeans has relinquished into
my hands without a contest. Under
such circumstances," said he, with a
sedate elegance of manner that only
self-reproach could have translated into
sarcasm, "I feel that it isnot impossible
you may find in me the qualities you
desire in a son-in-law."
"I am confident, Mr. juescamps,
said Mrs. Magilvray, " that yon can not
hold me blameworthy if, with Alice's
beauty, and sweet temper, and accomplishments,
and attractive?"
" Oh, ma! ma! you needn't cry up
wares in this way! cried Alice, with a
burning face. "Tell him he's welcome
to take such a baggage?"
"And the sooner the better," cried
Eugene, catching the reddened little
maid in his clasp, and holding her fast.
"I should be the last person to blame
you, Mrs. Magilvray, for setting a high
value on what I find to be beyond price."
And there the Roman melted; and
Mrs. Magilvray tried to lift her eyes
benedictionwise, and stammer out something
about blessing little children, and
only succeeded in tumbling over into a
hysteric.
It was some weeks later that Alice
came into the parlor with a little long
flat tin box in her hand. "It's Eugene's
bonds," said she. " He's just left them
at the door to take care of. He only negotiated
them yesterday, and got home
too late to deposit them in the bank. It
frightens me to death ; but he's been
telegraphed for, and has no time to go
to the bank this morning either, and so
he leaves them here on liis way to the
station. I sha'n't sleep a wink. What
would you do with them, ma? Just
think ! Bbnds in our houRe!"
" I should sit up all night and watch
them," said Maria.
" Put them between the mattresses,"
said Mrs. Magilvray, w.th the air of having
solved every problem, and having
been used to the presence of a hundred
thousand dollars' worth of bonds in the
! house as mere pin-money. And between
! the mattresses Alice put the box, having
first taken the precaution to tie ODe
end of a cord in the little padlock, and
the other end about her wrist.
It was a little after midnight that Alice
woke wide-awake with one of those
starts in which you are sensible of an
! unseen person's neighborhood. She sat
! straight up in bed and put out her
; hands; one of them fell on a lump of
! ice. It was Maria's face stone-cold with
terror.* She too was awake. "Oh,
Alice," she contrived to whisper in a
ghastly whistle, " there's a man in the
room !" At the same moment Alice felt
a sharp tug at the string round her right
wrist. There was a man in the room.
! He had been searching the house over
for the box, liaving never lost sight of
Eugene from the day of the will's proving
; he had come at last to the room of
, the sleeping girls, and had turned his
I bull's-eye upon them one instant?just
long enough to detect the string round
; Alice's uptossed arm. His sharp wits
! taught him the truth; he had taken hold
! of the string, and was gently following
it up to the box, when he tugged in the
i wrong direction, and in a breath Alice's
shrieks had filled the house, and she had
sprung out of bed and was pursuing him,
1 as full of valor as a tigress defending her
young. The burglar had the box, but
j she had the string?a stout whip-cord. |
She wound it round and round her wrist j
as she ran, and in another moment she i
had doubled on him, and had both her
1 little hands upon the box ; and if he
wanted to carry it off, it could only be
j by carrying her, for she cluug like a
limpet. There was no shrieking then ;
it wa'- a struggle in dead silence?Alice
too intent, the thief too cautious.
"Come now, little one," he said, hoarsely,
at last, "no more of this. It's no
use. 'Twas mine before 'twas yours.
You'd never have had any of it if I
hadn't sent him back the will?fair
division!" A blow of his fist on her
temple or from the butt of his pistol
would have finished her and left him
free; but somehow he had hesitated in
giving it, thinking to shake her off, and
the moment of his last hoarsely whispered
word, Mrs. Magilvray?an awful
sheeted vision, in a night-cap that would
have terrified a ghost?issued from her
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room, noiamg aioii; a Kerosene iiuup,
and the three boys burst upon the scene
with orange-wood sticks and the old
queen's-arm, and there was nothing for
the uninvited guest to do but to make
conge, which he did at once; and Alice
was picked up in a dead faint, but still
clasping the box.
Eugene came back that night, and he
was speechless and cold with horror
when he found to what he had exposed
his darling. And Alice was ill with a
raging fever, and with that housebreaker's
face sealed npon the space before
her eyes?a dark and .pallid face strangely
evil and strangely beautiful, with the
straight lines of its features and the
brilliant blaze of its eyes, but with a
great scar running like a gash along the
cheek. She did not even know she saw
it at the time, but now it seemed to hang
before her like a mask, just as when the
light of her mother's lamp first fell on it;
and turn which way she would, she could
not escape its evil glance, its dark and
beautiful fascination. " Oil, it is Satan's
own I" she would cry. "Lucifer looked
just so! Am I always to see it ?"
The doctor said it was a hallucination
owing to nervous shock, and that it
would take a long season for her to recover
entirely, if she ever did. But
youth is a great deal stronger than doctors
are wise, and before as many months
as he had prophesied years, Miss Alice
was about the house again, as gay as
ever, only very tremulous, when nighttime
came, and unwilling to be left alone
in the dark a minute.
It was a month or so after Alice's wedding
that an officer waited upon her one
morning with the request that she should
go to the city prison in order to identify
a party suspected of breaking open the
Wamsutteag bank on the same night
that Mrs. Magilvray's house had been
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ly made away with. If Mrs. Descamps
could identify the scamp, he could be
detained; .otherwise they would be
obliged to let him go, the officer had
told Eugene. "If he could be identified
as the wretch with whom Mrs. Descamps
had the struggle," he said, " it would be
a benefit to the community."
"Is he so very bad?" she said, shivering.
"Well, ma'am, he has been," the
officer replied. "Just now he's been
playing off. We found him at a trade,
with some custom, and he begged hard
to be let off and left to lead an honest
life. That's his blind. Oh, he's a bad
'nu ! It '11 only take a half hour?"
"Oh, Eugene, I can't go!" she exclaimed,
shrinking back and covering
her eyes. " I couldn't be the means of
keeping him?and, oh ! I couldn't see
that face again. It would drive me
wild."
"It made an impression," said the
officer. "You're the verv person we
need, Mrs. Descamps. I haven't the
power to force you to go with me, except
as a criminal witness, but I can bring
the prisoner here."
"That would be objectionable for
many reasons," said Eugene. "I will
go with you, dear, and perhaps it would
be really best to make the effort."
And sure that it could only bring back
all her old trouble of two years ago
should she 6ee that evil face in its dark
beauty and with its gash-like scar, Alice
put on her hat and cloak, and stepped
into the carriage with Eugene and the
officer.
It was a strange contrast that was presented
by Alice's entrance into that dark
place where that group of fettered fiercelooking
men, with their generio conntenan9es,
were defiled before her under
their guard; the brilliant, beaming
young wife, with her shining hair, her
shining eyes?great, innocent eyes?her
snowy brow, her blooming cheek, the
sweetness on her trembling lips, taking
the one sunbeam that slanted through
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and furs and plumes, like an aura of success
and happiness. She felt it herself.
" Oh, what have they done to be shut
in here ?" she cried, and she burst into
tears. " No, no!" she said, looking up
with streaming eyes. " I do not see a
face I ever saw before." In spite of the
evasion, she told the truth; the tears in
her eyes hindered her seeing a single
face among them all.
They selected one man from the rest
and brought him nearer. " Have you
no recollection of this face ?" they asked.
The dark and evil beauty of that face,
with its gash-like scar! Perhaps the
evil was wearing off it; perhaps that was
only a look of yearning petition for
mercy?he had been merciful; he coula
have taken her life. And then, was it
not to the return of that will that she
and Eugene owed everything? "Oh,
don't! don't! don't!" she cried,turning and
burying her face on her husband's arm,
the very personification of the repulsion
of innocence from vice. " I told you I
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never saw one 01 mem Deiore; wnai
more do you want ?"
And the man went back to his trade,
for there was nothing to hold him.
" I'm living a new life," he said to himself
the night of his return, as he filled
his pipe in freedom. " But one good
turn deserves another,and I'll be blamed
if I ever let them know that poor Jim
and me broke open the old desk in the
old house, after we'd forged that will
and the names of the dead witnesses, so's
to get hold of the bonds after the young
man got hold of 'em. Jim was a masterhand.
Well, that squares accounts, and
now the past's wiped out like an old
slate. But she's plucky, and she played
it well, and a beauty, too?aud God bless
her{! God bless her !"
An old writer asks: " Oh, Death,
where is thy sting?" The world's collection
of literature may be searched,
but the same question will never be
found addressed to a wasp.
FARM, GARDEN AND HOUSEHOLD.
Recipes.
Potato Crust for Meat Pees.?One
teacupful cream to six good-sized potatoes
boiled and mashed fine, and salt
and flour enough to roll. Handle as
little as possible.
Preserved Quinces.?Pare and core
quinces; take the cores and skins and
boil them an hour, then strain the juice
through a coarse cloth; boil the quinces
in the juice till tender; take them out,
add the weight of the quinces in sugar
to this syrup; boil and skim till clear,
then put in the quinces and boil three
hours.
Apple Omelet.?Pare, core and stew
six large tart apples. Beat them very
smooth while hot, adding one spoonful
of bntter, six of sngar, and a little nutmeg.
When perfectly cold add three
eggs, yolks and whites beaten light
separately. Pour this into a hot, deep,
buttered baking dish, and bake till of a
delicate brown.
Corn BREAd.?Mix two cupfuls of
sifted cornmeal with two cupfals of sour
milk; add one tablespoonful of sugar,
one-half teaspoonful of salt, one tablespoonful
of melted butter or shortening,
and one egg. Beat well, and lastly add
one-half teaspoonful of soda dissolved in
one tablespoonful of boiling water. Bake
in a quick oven.
Bbead Pudding.?Take a pound of
stale bread; boil a quart of milk, pour it
on the bread, and let it soak one or two
hours; then rub it quite fine with the
hands. Beat up four or five eggs, Jand add
them to it; also a tablespoonful of cinnamon,
or any other kind of spice; two
cupfuls of sugar and a little chopped
suet, or quarter of a pound of butter.
Bake or boil it two hours.
Pot-cheese.?Scald sour , milk-until
the whey rises to the top; pore it off or
skim out the curd and place it in a cotton
cloth or bag, hang it up to drain ;
len it drain five or six hours; do not
squeeze it; after the whey had all dripped
out put the curd in a bowl, salt to
taste, and work in well with your hands
butter and a little cream; mold into balls
or pats; keep in a cool place.
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molasses, one tablespoonful of vinegar,
half cupful of sugar, tablespoonfiU of
butter; boil; stir most of the time; drop
a teaspoonful in cold water?if it hardens
it is finished; at the last stir in a teaspoonful
of saleratns, first dissolved in a
little hot water; one tablespoonful essence
of lemon; pour into buttered tins.
When cool enough "pull it white."
Flour your fingers occasionally.
To Make Salt Codfish Balls.?Onethird
of a salt codfish and six potatoes;
the codfish to be the best of its kind
(Isles of Shoals fish preferable), and the.
potatoes ripe and mealy. Put the fish
in a gallon of water and let it come to
the boiling point. Boil and peel the
potatoes. Chop the fish fine and mix
with it the potato mashed in half pound
of butter, half teacupful of milk, and two
eggs. Make with the hand into oblong
balls, roll in fine bread crumb, and fry
in boiling lard. Remove each cake carefully
with a skimmer, and serve at once
while hot.
Tomato Catsup.?Cut one peck of
ripe tomatoes in halves, boil them in a
pocelain kettle until the pulp is all dissolved,
then strain them well through a
hair sieve and set the liquor on to boil,
adding one ounce of salt, one of mace,
one tablespoonful of black pepper, one
teaspoonful of red pepper, one tablespoonful
of ground cloves, five of ground
mustard; lot them all boil together for
five or six hours, and stir them most of
the time. Let the mixture stand eight
or ten hours in a cool place, add one pint
of vinegar, and then bottle it; seal the
corks and keep in a cool, dark place.
What the Bird* Accomplish.
The swallow, swift and nighthawk are
the guardians of the atmosphere ; they
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cnecK me increase ui uibixih wni numu
otherwise overload it. Woodpeckers,
croopers and chickadees, etc., are the
guardians of the trunks of trees. Warblers
and flycatchers protect the foliage.
Blackbirds, thrushes, crows and larks
protect the surface of the soil; snipe and
woodcock, the soil under the surface.
Each tribe has its respective duties to
perform in the economy of nature ; and
it is an undoubted fact that, if the birds
were all swept from the earth, man
could not live upon it, vegetation would
wither and die, insects would become so
numerous that no living thing could
withstand the attacks. The wholesale
destruction occasioned bv the grasshoppers
which have lately devastated
the West, is undoubtedly caused by the
thinning out of the birdn, such as grouse,
prairie-hens, etc., which feed upon them.
The great and inestimable good done to
the farmer, gardener and florist by birds
is only becoming known by sad experience.
Spare the birds and save your
fruit The little corn and fruit taken
by them is more than compensated by
the vast quantities of noxious insects
destroyed. The long-persecuted crow
has been found by actual experiment
to do far more good by the vast quantity
of grubs and insects he devours than
the little harm he does in a few grains of
corn he pulls up. He is one of the
farmer's best friends.?Farmer's Advo
cate.
Arrangements for a Barn.
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M., Cortland, N. Y., writes: "lam
about to builu a horse barn. Will it be
injurious to the horses to keep hogs underneath
them in the basement ? Could
it not be ventilated to carry off the odor,
and in what way ? What is the best plan
for supporting the middle cross-beams
to prevent sagging, without posts ?"
Reply.?There would be no objection
to hogs in the basement if the barn floor
is tight and there are ample spaces for
ventilation at the top of the basement
walls. The hog-pens may be kept clean
which would prevent any trouble. To
support the middle beams use a truss,
similar to an ordinary bridge truss, in
the floor above, thus suspending the
beams instead of -holding them up wiih
posts. This may be done in each bent.
The truss timbers should meet at each
side of a post at the centre of the beam
above the barn floor, and the beam below
should be held to the foot of the
post by a strong iron strap, passing
through them and the post. The size
of the truss-timbers may be eight by six
inches, or ten by five.
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A Condensed History of Mormonism.
1793?Sidney Eigdon, born in St.
Clair, Pa.
1801?Brigham Young, born in Wliitingham,
Vt.
1805?Joseph Smith, born in Sharon
Vt.
1823?Joseph Smith, living with his
father in Ontario, county, N. Y., has his
first visions.
1827?Joseph Smith claims to receive
sacred oracles from an " Angel of the
Lord."
1829?Sidney Eigdon associates him
self with Smith.
1830?Book of Mormon printed, as
dictated by Smith.
1830, April 6?First Mormon church
regularly organized at Manchester, N.Y.
1831, January?Smith leads his followers
to Kirtland, O.
1831, August?Smith dedicates the
site of a Mormon temple at Independence,
Mo.
1832, March?Smith and Rigdon suspected
at Kirtland of counterfeiting and
tarred and feathered by a mob.
1832?Brigham Young joins the Mormon
church at Kirtland.
1835?Twelve Mormon apostles ordained,
Brigham Young for one.
1836?A large and costly temple dedicated
at Kirtland.
1837?Orson Hyde and Heber C. Kimball
sent as missionaries to England.
1838?The Mormon church in Ohio
obliged to flee to Missouri, and there as- ,
sunies a defiant and lawless attitude.
1838?The Mormons driven over into
Illinois and settled at Nauvoo under a
favorable charter granted by the Legislature.
1838?Smith begins the practice of
polygamy.
1843?Smith claims to have received
a revelation sanctioning polygamy.
1845?The heads of the church repudiate
this revelation.
1844?Smith killed by a pistol shot in
a riot growing out of internal dissensions.
1844?Brigham Young elevated to the
presidency after a fierce contention with
Rigdon.
1845?The charter of Nauvoo revoked
by the Legislature and the Mormons
prepare to move.
1846?Nauvoo bombarded for three
days by the anti-Mormons.
1847?Brigham Young plants his banner
at Salt Lake.
1848?Salt Lake CJity founded.
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Congress withholds its recognition.
1849?Congress organizes the Mormons'
district into the Territory of Utah,
and Yonng appointed governor by President
Fillmore.
1850?Young throws off the authority
of the United States.
1852?Polygamy formerly sanctioned
by the church.
* 1854?Colonel Steptoe appointed governor
of Utah and arrives at Salt Lake
City with a small military force, but
abandons the enterprise.
1856?President Buchanan determines
to put the Mormons down.
1857?Alfred Cumming appointed
governor and sent out with a force of
2,500 men to back him, Colonel A. S.
Johnson in command.
1858?Peace arranged.
1860?United States troops withdrawn
from Utah.
1877, August 29?Death of Brigham
Young.
The Capture of Hyenas.
The following mode of tying hyenas
in their den, as practised in Afghanistan,
is given by Arthur Connolly, in his Overland
Journal, in the words of an Afghan
chief, the Shirkaroe Synd Daond :
" TVlien you have tracked the beast to
his den you take a rope with two slip
knots upon it in your right hand, aDd
with your left holding a felt cloak before
you, you go boldly but quietly in, The
animal does not know the nature of the
I danger, and therefore retires to tne oacK
i of liis den, but you mny always tell
where his head is by the glare of his eyes.
You keep moving on gradually toward
him on your knees, and when you are
within distance throw the cloak over his
head, close with him and take care he
does not free himself. The beast is so
frightened that he oowers back, and
though he may bite the felt, he cannot
turn his neck round to hurt you, so you
quietly feel for his fore legs, slip the
knots over them, and then avith one
strong pull draw them tight up to the
back of his neck and tie them there. The
beast is now your own, and you can do
what you like with him. We generally
take those we catch home to the krail,
and hunt them on the plain with bridles
in their mouths, that our dogs may be
taught not to fear the brutes when they
j meet them wild."
Hyenas are also taken alive by the
| Arabs by a very similar method, except
that a wooden gag is used instead of a
felt cloak. The similarity in the mode
of capture in two such distant countries
as Algeria and Afghanistan, and by two
races so different, is remarkable. From
the fact that the Afghans consider that
the feat requires great presence of mind,
and an instance being given of a man
having died of a bite in a clumsy at
i.L_ u.,
; tempt, we may rnier nun me ax^uuu uj;
en a is more powerful or more ferocious
than liis African congener.
An Invasion of Bears,
More wild bears than have ever been
i known since the swamps have been setj
tied by white men are reported to in!
habit the bottoms of the Mississippi
I valley8 this year. These camiverous
I plantigrades are particularly fond of suc;
culent food, and the juicy corn as it
ripens in the field is an especial object
of affection. So strong is Bruin's appetite
for it that the planters of Coahoma
and Tunica counties, Mies., have recently
been compelled to place guards around
their cornfields to protect them from
destruction. A medium-sized bear, with
an ordinary appetite, has been known to
cut down and destroy two acres of growing
corn in a single night. They go on
their foraging expeditions in the night
time, and entering a cornfield they squat
on their haunches, shuck an ear of corn
and proceed to masticate it with an apparent
relish equal to their bipedal ene!
mies. When their appetite is satisfied,
they cut off cornsalks below the ear by
the armful, and, walking erect, carry
their booty through del Is, over fences
and into dark recesses of the swamps
and canebrakes to their hiding-places.
An American Stage-Coach.
It wonld not be difficult, in the vicinity
of New York, to make arrangements for
running a line of stage-coaches strictly
on the American plan. Any of the partly
opened streets in the upper portion
of the island would do for a startingplace,
and a rough bridge, in imitation
of those in use in the unsettled portion ,
of the Southwest, might he thrown over
Spuyten Duyvil creek. The route could
then be laid out along some of the least
frequented country roads, and some of
the low-lving places might be filled in
with corduroy.
Then one of our Western stage-coaches,
with six mules at full gallop, and a
driver who was accustomed to guide
them with the lines in his teeth and a
rifle in his hands, would tear along the
road, with all the clatter and bang and
wild excitement that you could get on
a road down near the Mexican border.
The mules would be of the kind that no
driver could stop between stations, and
if he could keep them in the road it
would be all that would be expected of
him!
At certain points there would be
armed men, ambushed by the road-side,
whose duty it would be to fire at the
stage as it passed, and as each of the
passengers would be required to carry a
rifle, very pretty sport could be had by
peppering the bushes as the stage
dashed along.
f At other points, the stage would be
stopped, and each passenger carefully
robbed by highwaymen. This part of
the exercises might be made very effective.
The valuables taken could be returned
on application to the stage office,
or they could be kept as perquisites by
the obliging attendants.
Sometimes the services of Indians or
Mexicans might be obtained, and an attack
on the stage by a small party of
these would give variety to the proceedings.
Refreshments, such as are found at
the stations on the prairie roads, would
be furnished at the stopping-places, and
many persons be thus afforded opportunities,
which they could not otherwise
obtain, of eating the crust off an immense
lump of dough, hastily baked
over a hot fire, and put on again after
the departure of each coach, to be recrusted
for the next lpad of passengers.
Some pork and beans, and hot fried
cakes, could also be served, if thought
necessarv.
Miners would be liired to play cards .
in the coaches and all the cards, knives
and revolvers necessary could be furnished
by the company.
By careful attention to these and other
details, a line of coaches might be established,
which should represent, with
accuracy and fidelity, some of the characteristic
methods of travel in our own
country. And it is scarcely necessary to
say that this would be a great educational
boon to people like the citizens of
New York, who will soon begin to believe
that there are no stage-coaches excepting
those modeled and run upon the
English plan. ? Scribnere " Brie - aBrae."
Pearls of Thonght.
Faith is necessary to victory.
Wine has drowned more than the sea.
Modesty once extinguished knows not
how to return.
Honor is like an island, rugged and
without a landing place; we can never
more re-enter when we are once outside
of it.
To assist our fellow-creatures is the
nobl st privilege of mortality; it is, in
some sort, forestalling the bounty of
Providence.
Party spirit is like gambling;?a vast
number of persons trouble themselves
about what in the end con be beneficial
only to a few.
Philosophy has not so much enabled
men to overcome their weakness, as it
has taught the art of concealing them
trom the world.
If all the year were playing holidays,
to sport would be as tedious as to work; .
but when they seldom come, they are
wished for.
Of the acts of cowardice, the meanest
is that which leads one to abandon a
good cause because it is wqakand join
a ha/1 range it is strong.
Tliey who have experienced sorrow
are the most capable of appreciating
joy ; so, those only who have been sick,
feel the full value of health.
Men of humor are, in some degree,
men of genius; wits are rarely so,
although a man of genius, amongst
other gifts, may possess wit?as Shakespeare.
It is as difficult to win over an enthusiast
by force of reasoning, as to persuade
a lover of his mistress* faults ; or
to convince a man who is at law of the
badness of his cause.
Man was born for action; he ought to
do something. Work, at each step,
awakens sleeping force, and drives out
error. Who does nothing, knows nothing.
Rise! To work S If thy knowledge
is real, employ it. Wrestle with
nature; test the strength of thy theories;
see if they will support the trial. Act!
A Lone Widow's Device.
An amusing story comes from France,
where, according to tlie tale, an agriculturist
recently died, leaving a wife,
a horse, and a dog. A few moments
before his death he called his wife to
him, and bade her sell the horse, and
give the proceds of the sale to his relatives,
and to sell the dog and keep the
monev thus gained for herself.
Soon after the death the wife went to
the market with the horse and dog, and
exhibited them, with the announcement
that the price of the dog was one hundred
dollars, and that of the horse one
dollar. The passers by stopped and
stared, and judged the woman mad,
more especially as she informed all
(won ld-be purchasers that to buy the
horse it was necessary to buy the dog
first. At last a curious passer-by concluded
the bargain; after which the
skillful woman handed over one dollar to
the family of her deceased husband, and
retained one hundred dollars for herself,
thus contriving at the. same time to
carry out the letter, if not the spirit, of
the wishes of her husband, and to secure
the largest sum of money for herself.
Items of
In a camp meeting near Goemeville,
Cal., a house of three stories was made
of a hollow tree, the oavity being thirteen
feet in diameter.
An apothecary asserted in a large company
" that all bitter things were hot"
"No," replied a physician, ."a tatter
cold day is an exception."
Somebody painted a pet Spits dog in
Bethlehem, renn., with alternate carmine
and green stripes. The dog is not
yet mad, but its owner is?rery.
A marriage is probable between the
ex-prince imperial -of France and the
Princess del Pilar, sister of the king of
Spain. She is sixteen years of age.
The aggregated exports of petroleum
oil this year are 121,000,000 against
84,000,000 gallons last yew. Over a
million gallons are daily exported from
New York.
One firm in New York, engaged in the
manufacture of matches, consumes per
annum 700,000 feet of white pfne lumber,
100,000 pounds of sulphur and 100 tons
of straw board for boxes. J|
The Potter Journal says that the farmers
in that part of Pennsylvania have
discovered that the thrush will not only
eat the potato bug, but that it soon succeeds
in exterminating that pest. *
The young man whose heart stood still
every time through the kmg summer he
thought of ice cream at fifteen cents a
Elate, is now ready to lie down and die as
e smells oysters at fifty cents a dish i/?
the dim distance.
TEX Bl*88IA>' LOVZX'S PABTIHO.'
Without the? I am poor indeed,
But with thee 1 am rich;
Oh ! wouldst thou make my heart to Weed.
Beloved Tzazkoskovitch.
Tzazkoskovitch F.hihelaufcoff, , ,
Ab from her arms he tore,
Burst two suBoendar buttons off,
Which roiletj. upon the floor. , t
" Keep them," he cried in piteoua tone,
" And think of me, my love,"
J hen, turned and madly fled me own '
Skobeskifrauienstov.
A Black Hills Character.
A Black Hills paper says ; One of the
biggest, meanest and most overbearing
fellows in the Hills-inn follow called
" The Colorado Lion." He ia aygajnbler,
a swindler, a robber, a rp$d aflen$ and
a murderer, and not a Veek'goes by that
he doesn't shoot or stab some one, generally
without the slightest provocation.
He need to walk into a hotel or dancehouse,
and, holding a revolver in either
hand, order the crowd to *' git." Tt any
one hesitated or showed resistance he
became a target, and was soon under
ground and forgotten. He would saunter
up to a band of half a dozen miners
working a claim and insist to have first
staked it, and if they did not boy-him
off he would out with iife revolvers and
blaze away. He had homage aid a
steady hand, and Deachrood feared him
more than Ml the Indians in the West
Ho left here two weeks agio* under a
clond, and it is probable that fc&MIl be
shot on sight if*he returns.
Fifteen days ago, wheifftTbfflflDlorRdo
Lion " was king bee and had everything
his own way, he took a little y^lk up
the creek to raise a stake by* blackmail- " ,
ing a miner or two. He wia crmeiA as
usual, had stowed away the usual
? a n-in'olrn l-ioiling ?im <lppr?skin
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shirt, and there wasn*t the least aoubt
in his mind that he would' come back to
town with increased wealth and a safe
hide. He finally halted at a claim being
worked by three men, ope of whom is
an old fireman frpm Chicago named Jed
Sweet. He is an tmdersised man, about
forty-fire years old, and a hard worker.
When the Lion halted be/ore the trio
he roared out: /*;< *
"Yere, yon coyotes, what ar' ye
workin* my chum fnr?"
They protested that they were the
original stake-drivers, bnt it m his
plan to claim priority of ownership, and
he continued
" This is my claim, and yere's two
revolvers what backs me! Either fnmp
oat or bny me off 1"
; He had his weapons in bis hands, bnt
that fact did not prevent the old fireman
from reaching out and knocking him
into a heap by a blow between the eyes.
The Lion was hardly down before the
trio disarmed him, and then kicked,
cuffed and pounded him till he was
hardly better than dead. Some' friend
in town concealed him, and patched him
up as well as possible, and two days after
his humiliation, the defeated Lion
skulked out of Deadwood to start anew
somewhere else.
Shopping in Yenioe.
Shopping is quite a feat in Venice. A
lady who sets out on a shopping expedition
mav well prepare herself for doubtful
and hostile encounters. Having
found the object sought, she demands
the price. The shopkeeper names a sum
of one-third more to double the value of
the article. The customer starts back
with a curious sort of shriek, which commences
on a high kev, ascends slightly,
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Leg incredulity, contempt, and astonishment,
and after an instant of silence
offers less than half the sum demanded.
The same howl of indignation i* then
repeated bj the shopkeeper, only an
octave lower. He protests " that the
amount asked is in reality too ldwf that
from anxiety to please th? Sign** he
had mentioned his very Jowest rate."
The purchaser then offers half of the
first required sum. Another howl of
derision from the shopkeeper, who, how
ever, drops perhaps a fourth of bis price. '
The customer takes np her paaaaol and
departs. Once outside she calls out a
slight advance on her offer. The propropretor
invites her to enter Again;'and
proposes that they shall " oombtoari,"
i. e., combine, and endeavor to moot on
common ground. The customer repeats
her ultimatum. The shopkeeper declares
that " at such ruinous rates he might as
well close his shop." The ladj loses
patience, and quits this time without
looking back. After she is some paces
from the door the shopkeeper sends a
small boy, kept for the purpose, after
her, or calls himself from the door :
"The Signora can have it this time." ho
says sadly, " but he can never sell again
so cheap." He folds it up and hands it
to her with a graceful flourish, saying
with a conrteous bow, " Servo s<ia"
(literally, her servant), in which the
clerks and even the small boy join in
chorus.?Galaxy.