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1. la writiat to tkh aflat oa baaiaM |iva jaw aaaw aad Pm cfflc aMna 1 Barfaca lattan aad aoaaaalw- Uaw a ha pablkhxi akoal I ba wrlklaa nqabad. 1 ArtWa fa pablkatiaa riwaM ha wriilra la a e'aar, Irgiba hud, ud oa •>lj oaa akia of tha pagt. it AM chaaga la adaatlaaMato aaat VOL VII. NO. 12. BARNWELL, C. H., S. C., THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 22, 1883. $2 a Year. d T?, of , tb * wriUr » ** ■»—mHj fat gjMWaUl^' bat at gamatyof goad P THE SKEIN WE WIND. tf yoaaadl, to-day Bhovld atop aad lay Oar Ufa work down, aad lat our bauds fall whore thsy win- fall down to Ue quite etiU— Aad if aone other hand ehould come aad atooptotad The threads wo carried, so that it could wind Beginaiaf where we stopped; if it shonld some to keep Our life work going, seek Tq carry on the goou design, Distinctirely made yours or mine, What would it find ? Some work we mnst be doing, true or false; Some threads we wind; some purpose so exalts Itself that we look np to It, or down, As to a crown To bow before, and we wears threads Of different length and thickness—souse more shreds— And wind them round TUI all the skein of life is bound, Bemetimee forgetting at the time To ask The ralue of the threads, or choose Strong stuff to use. > ft No hand but winds some thread; It cannot stand quite stilt tin it is dead But what it spins and winds a little skein. God made each hand for work—not toil-stain Is required, but eeery band Spins, though but ropes of sand. If lore should come, Stooping above when wo are done, To And bright threads That we hare held, that it may spin them longer—find but shreds That break when tonched-rhow cold, Sad, shirering, portionless, tbe hand will bold The broken strands, and know _>_.r Fresh cause for more. —Hatolayf. ■~.r i The "Wish. Ring. A young fanner who waa rery unlucky' ant on kia plow a moment to reet, and jnat then an old woman crept paat and cried: “Whydo you goon drudging day and night without reward ? Walk two days till yon come to a great fir-tree that etands air alone in the forcet and orer- topa all other tree*. If yon can hew it down, you will make your fortune. ” Not waiting lo hare the adriee re peated, the farmer ahonldered his ax and atarted on big jonruey. Bare enough, after tram {ring two days, he came to the fir-tree, whieh he instantly prepared to cut down. Just as the tree swayed, and before it fell with a crash, there dropped out of its branches a neat containing two eggs. The eggs rolled to the ground and broke, and there darted out of one a young eagle and out of the other rolled a gold ring. -The eagle grew larger, as if by enchantment, and when it reached the sixe of a man, it spread its wings a# if to try their strength, then, soaring upward, it cried: . “Ion hare rescued me; take as a re ward the ting that lay in the other egg; it is a wiah-ring. Turn it on your finger twbe, and whatever your wish m, it shall be fnlfilied. Bat remember there is but a tingle with in the ring. No sooner is that granted than it loses its power sod Is only an ordinary ring. Therefore, consider well what yon desire, so that you may never hare reason to re pent jour choice.” Bo speaking, the eagle soared high in the air, circled over the farmer’s head a few timei, then darted, like an arrow, toward the east The farmer took the ring, placed it on kia finger, and turned on hie waj home ward. Toward evening, he reached a town where a jeweler eat in his shop be hind a counter on which laj manj oostlj rings for sale. The fanner showed his own, and asked the merchant its value. "It isn’t worth a straw,” the jeweler answered. Upon that, the farmer laughed very heartily, and told the man that it was a wiah-ring, and of greater value than all the rings In the shop together. The jeweler was a wicked, designing man, and so be Invited the fanner to re main ae his guest over night, “For,” he explained, “onlj to shelter a man" who owns a wish-ring mnst bring lock.” So he treated his guest to wine aad fair words; and that night, as the farmer laj sound asleep, the wicked man stole the magic ring from him finger, and slipped on, in its place, a common one which he had made to reeemble the wiah-ring. The next morning the jeweler wae all impathaoe to here the farmar begone. He akrpkened him at eoek-orow, and ■aid: “Ton bed better go, for jon here atOl e long journey before you.” As soon as the farmer had departed the jeweler eloeed his shop, pat up the ■butters, so that no one could peep in, bolted the doer behind him, and, stand ing in the middle of the room, he turned the ring and oried: “I wish instantly to poesssa a mfilion gold pieeea 1” No sooner said than the greet, shining gold pieces came pouring down upon him in a golden torrent over hie head, ■honldsw and arms. Pitifully he oried for mecej, aad triad to reach and unbar the door, hat before he moeseded he landfall bleeding to the ground. AslorfkecoUanrein.it tfll fie l|e cellar. The goU still kfffl the refltton wee oom- jewelep laj deed in the hoofter, alarmed the toree kill.” Afterward, the heirs came and divided the property. In the meantime the farmer reached home in high spirits and showed the ring to his wife, - “Henceforth we shall never more be in want, deer wife,” he said. “Our for tune is made. Only we must be very careful to consider well just what we ought to wish.” The farmer’s wife, of course, proffered advice. “Suppose,” said she, “that we ,vish for that bit of land that lies be tween our two fields?” “That isn’t worth while,” her hnsbaud replied. “If we work hard for a year we’ll earn enough money to buy it. ! ’ So the two worked very hard, and arf harvest time they had never raised such a crop before. They hod earned money enough to buy the coveted strip of land and still have a bit to spare. “See.’’ said the man, “we have the land and the wish as well.” t- The farmer’s wife then suggested that they had better wish for a cow and a Horse. ' Hut the man replied^- “Wife why waste our wish on such trifles? The horse and oow we’ll get anyway.” Sore enough, in • year’s time the money for the horse and cow had been earned. Joyfnlly the man rubbed bin hands. “The wish is saved again this year, and yet we have wiiat we desire. How lucky we are !”. But now lux wife serionsly adjured him to wish for something at last. “Now that you have a wish to be granted,” she •aid, “you slave and toil, and are-con tent with everything. You might be king, emperor, boron, even a gentleman farmer, with chests overflowing with gold; but yon don’t know what yon want” “We are yonng, and life is long,” he answered. “There is only one wish hi the riqg, and that is easily said. Who knows but some time we may sorely need this wish ? Are wo in want of any- tiling ? Havb we not prospered, to all people’s astonishment, since we pos sessed this ring? Be reasonable and patient for a while. In the meantime, consider what we really ought to wish for.” And that was the end of the matter. It really seemed as if the ring liad brought a blessing into the house. Granaries and barns were filled to over flowing, and in the course of a few ^rears the poor farmer became a rich and portly perron, who worked with hia men afield‘during the day, as if he, too, had to earn his doily bread; lint after sup per he liked to sit in his porch, con tented and comfortable, and return the kindly greeting of the folk who passed and who wished him a respectful good evening. Bo the years went by. Sometimes,- when they were alone, the former’s wife would remind her haslmnd of the magic ring, and suggest many plans. Bnt as he always answered that they had plenty of time, and that the best WESTERN ROMANCE AN OFFICER HE1.IJI HIM CHII.O TO MATE HIMMBI.F FllO.1I OIMOBUE. A DecrarfeS Mather’a aieetlac With Her Only Child. While talking over the good old times of Fort Concho with one of the first set tlers, says a newspaper correspondent, I learned a romance that is inseparably connected with the history of the place. “What became of old Buffalo Jo?” I asked. L '8he»deajl, also,” he answered, and tfeen added: “It was sadly pathetic.” I pricked up my ears and bent closer. “I knew Buffalo Jo,” he said, “away back in the fifties, when she first come to Fort Concho. You remember her only as a hardened woman, steeped in vice. I saw her when she was a fresh- faced, modest girl. You know that she was a woman of great intelligence. She was as refined and gentle as she was learned. Her father was old Colonel Debo, and in the happy days when she presided at the head of her father’s house was, as Miss Josephine Debo, Hie acknowledged belle of the pod. I think she was about seventeen when she lliul met Major Doyle. Ho was nearly forty, a man disliked by his brother officers and hated by the common soldiers. He w’as crnel and tyrannical, mean, selfish and. revengeful,. I tfon’t know at the time what subtle influence he -exerted over that gen He girl, but auy way (ho whole post was very much surprised when it became known that they were to be married. “In those days the oflicers played for heavy stakes, and it came out alter old Colonel Debo's death—he dietl abont a mouth after the wedding and while Un couple were spending their honeymoon in the States—that he had lost thousands of dollars to Major Doyle, and to save himself from disgrace hail sold his pure and innocent daughter, body and soul, to a mau who had no mercy. “Cue day the Major, returning sud denly from a scout after Indians, found a handsome lieutenant in company with his wife. Hot words passed between the two men and the lieutenant struck his superior officer. The latter, mud with passion, drew his pistol and laid the young man at his feet dead. It was then that his wife’s long slumbering passion was aroused. She threw herself on the !>ody of her murdered lover with pierc ing screams, and when the major at tempted to raise her she shrank from him with loathing. _ “ ‘I hate you !’ she cried, and her .eyes blazed. ' ‘I hate you—I have always hated you T You bought me, and for love of my poor faj^er and tu-save him from ruin and disgrace I consented to the sacrifice. Yon have murdered the only man I ever loved;—Henceforth I home. She drank no more whisky that day, and about midnight the post snr- econ was called in to attend her. She was violently 111 and sinking very mind ly. . After examining her case very criti cally the surgeon declared that all hope of her recovery was past. “ ‘She will die before morning,’ he said. “ ‘What’s that?’ cried Jo, starting np. ‘Leave the room, all of yon,’ she cried. ‘I have something to say to the doctor.’ “The crowd filed slowly out and the dying woman held a few minutes’ whin pored conversation with the doctor. At its close he hurried to the post and Jc sank back on the bed exhausted. Wheifc the doctor returned he was accompanied by Milfuie Doyle, and when they entered the room Jo started up with a glad cry. “ ‘Minnie! My daughter 1’ she cried and held out her arms. “ ‘Mother !’ answered the girl through her tears, and, springing forward, clasped the wretched creature in her arms. “ ‘Thank God !’ whispered Jo, faintly, and with a new and almost beatific light shining in her eyes fell back dead.” An Arizona Cloudburst. many as waa very ring, and twirled it about as twenty times a day; bnt *he careful never to wish. — After thirty or forty years had passed swxy. snd tfigtafmer and his wife had grown old and .white-haired, and their wish was still unasked, then was God rery good to them, and on the same night they died peacefully and happily. Weeping children and grandchildren surrounded the two coffins; and as one wished to remove the ring from the still hand as a remembrance, the oldest sou ■aid: “Let our father take his ring into the grave. Thaw was always a mystery ■boat it; perhaps it waa some dear re membrance. Our mother, too, so often looked at the ring—she may have given it to him when they were yonng.” - So the old farmer was buried with the ring, which had been supposed to be a wish-ring, and was not; yet it brought as mnch good fortune into the house os heart could desire—St. Nicholat for October. go my way and you go yours.’ “Colonel Doyle was court-martialled for the shooting, but the commission ex- thoughts come last, she more aud more rarely mentioned the ring, and at last the good woman ceased speaking of it altogether. To be sure, the farmer lookedTt fSef 01 *”** 0 * 1 ! separation Colonel Doyle was transferred to a post in one of the northern Terri tories acd husband and wife never met Ag*in. Mrs. Doyle remained at the peat-, and to drown sorrow she began to drink. She Install her modesty and in the rough life she led on the rifle range all traces of tender womanhood disap peared. It was while on the range where, as you know, she did her share of the killing, skinning and rendering with llu rest of - man, that she ac quired the name of Buffalo Jo, by which she was known down to the day of her death. She would hunt ail day ami gamble all night. “Doyle died in the spring of 1880, and Jo disappeared shortly after the newt reached ns. She did not turn up at the post again until after the Victoria raid in the fall of 1880. One day she came in on the overland aud was swaggering along, when three young girls passed her. Two of them were officers’ daugh ters and the third a friend who was pay ring them a visit. Jo leered at them hor ribly and the three girls turned and rail, •creaming with fright Jo followed them, yelling wildly. “During the chase she tripped and fell, catting a deep gash in her head on s sharp stone. She lay there speechless and without motion. The two oflicers’ daughters continued their flight, but their companion retraced her steps and knelt beside the prostrate woman. She wiped away the blood with her dainh handkerchief and laid her soft whit, hand on the depraved woman's face. “ ‘Thankee,’ she said, and wonld have passed on, bat the girl detained her. “ ‘I am very sorry that it occurred and I would like to do. something for you —that is, if you will let me.’ “ ‘Wbat’s your name ?’ was Jo’s ques tion. ^ V ‘Minnie Doyle,’ was the answer. “She did not notice the snddqn look of pain which shot across Jo’s fad*, and she failed to hear the ooiivnlsive sob which rose to the fallen woman’s lips. “ 'Minnie Doyle!’ repeated Jo me chanically, and then paused. ‘Will you tire me?’ ~ “ ‘Tea,’ was the brave answer, and the yonng lips, as yet unstained and unpol luted, were upraked and just touched Jo’s swollen and repnisive mouth. “The gitl repressed a shudder and Jo turned abruptly away and walked straight to tiio UttU iaoal whoro sho her NO BELIEF THEBE. The Chairman of the Committee on the Sick, of the Lime-Kiln Club, reported that Brother Wholesale Baker, a local member, waa confined to hia house with sickness, and had asked for relief. The committee had paid him a visit of inspection and had found his feet cold, his syss set back and his mind wander- ing. As near as they could leant from Us wife he had been taken with a chill while buying a. squash for seven cents at a grocery. “ De committee needn’t bvdder ober de ease any longer.” replied the Presi dent “ I happened to be up on Gratiot avenue de odder daj when Bradder Baker bet half a d< liar dat he could eat thirty hard-biled Aigs in eleven minits. I doan know whed. r he lost or won, bnt his eyes kin stay sot and bis mind kin wander all ober de kintry fur all de aid he wilj receive from us.”—Detroit Free A ooLLEoroB ot a gas company pre sented a hill for payment the other day aad was met with the response: “Are joe sure this bill is fight? I mnst have burned more gas than that.” The col lector tamed white with jear, and hast- Hy making his way down stairs told a polieemaa that a maniac was n£ hi. tbs third story and something had better be Done About it right away, * The Tucson Ci'iztn says: Ou Sunday Judge It. D. Ferguson was returning from a trip to Hie nouthern part of the county. At 10 o’clock he put up at Brown’s Station, to await dinner and avoid the heat of the day. The sky was cl udless, except a thunder storm that was observed traveling the summits ol Santa Cstalinas and disappearing over the Rincons in the northeast. Other wise not a cloud or a vapor was to he seen. At 3 o’clock Judge Fergasou resumed his journey toward Tucson. He had come about five miles when his attention w m attract©.! by a roaring and crackling toward the west, sad looking up he saw a river of water as big as the Santa Cruz when it runs through Warner’s mill tail race, aud coming toward him. Tell ing his driver to halt, they stopped ou top of a little knoll and watched the waters as they violently plowed the desert, tearing up stones and brush. They had evidently spent their force. After the flood had passed by, the face of the country was disfigured, and n large gutter had been cut across the val ley. The current came down off a small range of low, rolling hills to the west Although the judge and his companion strained their eyes in the direction from which the water came, not a cloud whs to be seen. --- After the water had subsided suf ficiently to let them pass, they went on. They had hardly gone half a mile when, to their utter astonishment, here was another stream equally as largo as the first one. Again they i>eered toward the west, as if in hopes to find-some indica tion of its source. Passing on their as tonishment was doubled to find another stream, and in this manner fivp succes sive raging currents were crossed, ail their reserve waa called forth when, four miles from where they struck the lfi^'%ffoam r -iKey 'discovered a sixth one, os large ns all the others com- An officer on board the British schooner U.ndine, employed in suppressing the slave trade in Mozambique channel, writing under date of July 16, says: We are having a lively time, I can as- But,-sure yov, with one hundred and three poor, miserable, half-starved wretches m—hoaid. .fjiglilff otlhem women and bined. Its WgFy ~WhT^~ were~waving and hissing, as if maddened at the re sistance they met on their way from the hills down to thp desert. This river was uufordable, anil to cross it was im possible, so they halted ou a knoll, and watched it for two or thtfifiJhoura ns it boiled and sizzed and cut a bed for it self, in some places os deep as 15 feet and over 200 yards wide. It was not till after sundown that they dared to at. " What renders it so curious is that no one at Brown’s Station saw the clouds. It may be possible that some hidden springs were uncorked by eome earth quake/ The Rat. A woman in Hong Kong, who bears the nickname of “The Great Rat,” was arrested for kidnapping not long ago. The Chinese populace, hearing that “The Great Rat” was at last caught, mistook the meaning of the phrase, and thought that a veritable rat was meant. In consequence the court and its en trances were crowded with a largo mul titude of people eager to see the mon strosity. When it was explained that a woman was meant, they were incrodo- lons, and the police had hard work to disperse them. A “ Retainer” Explained. The following aneodote ia related w Daniel Webster: “When Webster waa at the zenith of his career one day a gentleman waited upon him to engage him for the defense in an important case at law—the amount at stake in the salt being f80,000. Hav ing stated the case from his point of view Mr. Webster said he waa willing to take jt; but the client could not tell exactly when the case would come on. “ ‘Very well,’ said Webster, ‘if yon retain me for the defense I will hold my self in readiness and not engage for the plaintiff.’ “The gentleman asked what the re taining fee would be. “ ‘A thonsand dollar^ * . * “ ‘A thousand dollars?* exclaimed the gentleman. “ ‘Yes. Only think for a moment what I engage to do, sir. I do not only hold myself at your service in the mat ter, perhaps for a mouth or more, but I debar myself from accepting any offer, no matter how large, from the plaintiff. ’ “The applicant was satisfied with the explanation, wrote out a check for the amount and gave it to ihe great ex- pomuler, who, after he had put it in hi |)oeket said: ‘I will now give you a bit of advice, gratis. If you- can oompro- mbe this business upon fair terms with the plaintiff yon had lietter do so.’ “The client acknowledged his thanks ami took his leave; In a few days after the gentleman called upon Mr.- Webster agaimund told-him that a compromise had effected, and the matter was jteljkfactot ily settled. Mr. Webster duly congratulated his visitor on the result, and would have turned to other business, but the visitor seemed to have some thing further on his mind. “ ‘Of course,’ he ventured, after n pause, ‘I shall not require your services, Mi*. Webster.’ v. “ ‘Certainly not, sir,’ “ ‘And—and h<5w about the $1,000 I paid you?’ faintly asked the gentleman, who was not quite reconciled to paying such a snm for services which went never to be rendered. “ ‘Oh, ah !’ responded Daniel, with a bland smile, ‘yon don’t seem to under- itaud. It is very simple. That was n ■etaiuing fee, called in law a retainer. By virtue of that contract, I also lie- cbmo a retainer. What should I retain, if not my fee?’ “The gentleman went away, it uTsaid, horoughly instructed, if not quite sat- sfied, with this practical illustration o' i ‘retainer.’ ” The African Slave Trade. OLD-TIME DIVERS. Haw MMK«el Mmu I .mi HU Walrria* BrMs*. Mia mu In view of the recent tragic death of Captain Webb, the following, published in the Ixmdon Telegraph, June 10, 1879, may be of interest:— “A more appalling leap than waa taken successfully in 1829 by Sam Patch has lately been made by a Canadian named Harmon Peer, from one of the £wo ana- l>ension bridges which spans the gulf into which the Niagara falls, * * • At the same time it is impossible to deny that American divers have hereto fore prepared ns for the possibility of descending with safety into the water from great heights, and there are many still living in this metropolis who can remember the feats performed in 1841 by an American swimmer named Scott, who was in the habit of diving from Waterloo bridge into the Thames—a fall of about 40 feet. Scott had accustomed himself to go throngh many fantastic tricks before throwing himself into the river, and for this purpose be had caused a scaffolding to be erected immediately over the second arch of Waterloo bridge, ou the Somerset Home side. ’ “la order to increase the sensational features ol his Exhibition, Scott was in tlie habit of thrusting his neck into the noose of the rope, and suspending him self after the manner of a man who is being hanged by the neck. On thelltb of January, 1841, he ascended the scaf. fold as usual, and seizing the rope, placed it around his neck, exclaiming at the top of his voice, ‘Now, I’ll show yon once more how to dance upon air before I dive.’ With hia head in the rnnning noose he let himself down to the ex tremity of the rape, and hang there for three or four mjnntes. One of the spec- tntevs, who was intimate with the ex hibitor, shouted out that his friend had hanged himself in reality, and • loud cry of ‘Cut him down’ ascended from the errwd. Some momenta elapsed be- fern a knife WM forthcoming,* and when the unfortunate man WM reached, it waa /<mnd that animation waa suspended, ^ “He was carried with all possible speed to Oharing Grom Hospital, and, although life was not entirely extinct, the ntmoat efforts of the surgeon in at tendance were nnable to save him. The jugular vein was opened and he was placed in a warm bath, but before many minutes had passed it wss discovered that he was dead. Since that day Lou- ilonere have seen other divers throw themselves safely from the bridgeu of our metropolitan river anc} pff the mast heads of vessels moored in the stream, but no snch leap as those taken by Baa Fatok and Hannon Peer have ever been attempted in this country.” Not exactly—For the last fortnight a band of seven or eight Bohemian musi cians have been discoursing music from their horns and taking up street collec tions. Yesterday morning they were np Cass avenae, and as they finished play ing a tone in front of a residence the owner came ont on the steps and said: “Gentlemen, I thank you for this testi monial of respect. It has always been .” At this juncture a chamber win dow was opened, and the wife looked out and called: “Hnsbaud, don’t you know anything ! That’s « street band playing for money I” “Ah! eh 1 Well, they don’t get g cent out of me—not one blessed copper 1” growled the statesman a* he backed out of sight.—Defroif SWe Prft*. It la eertsin cither that wise bearing or ignorant carriage ia caught as men take diseases one of another; therefore, let then take heed of their company. children, and for the most part children from eighteen months-to ten years old, and one only four days old. The dhow that they came to Johanna in was sixty-three tons, so they were packed like sardines. She was oanght by our boat that was left behind for ninety-six days, and I am sorry to say that one of our poor fellows died of fever in her. These slaves were kid napped alxmt two hundred miles sooth of Mozambique, brought down to the coast, , and shipped off to Johanna as a speculation, as the sugar crop is jnst coming on. Some of the children have l>een taken care of by the women. Two little chape the men look after, are -housed in a biscuit box, and they cry lustily if takeu out of it. They eat all day mid nearly all night. One old wo- mau became insane after she was taken ont of the dhow, and she has a baby with her. The poor old woman ia tied down to prevent her going overboard in a fit, of which she has had several Every morning all are stripped and the fire hose played on them indiscrimi nately, and don’t they want it 1 The smell is something too bad to be talked about. Luckily we have beantiful weather this trip, and a strong, fair wind. Some wonld be certain to die if we had a spell of bad weather, as we have only the npper deck for them to lie on. The night we took them on board they were so cramped and weak that only about twenty could walk. The rest were passed in one after the other, and then stowed in rows for the night. One hundred and twenty pounds of rice, treacle, and sweet potatoes were cooked at onoe. When they saw it they went hands and feet into it, and fought and bit, and each did everything that could be done to get a little more than another. Tt was really a most distressing sight We shonld, I think, capture three times as many if we had some more boats and a steam cutter, as there is not a shadow of doubt that large numbers are run here every year, aud especially about this time.—Pall Mall Gatclle. If yon are passionate and irritable you moat get a good grip cm yourself or you will pretty soon run away with yourself and break something. To speak, bnt saj nothing, three people out of four to they think. for all CONTEMPT OF OOUBT. In the days gone bj a citizen of Detroit who has lately beengathered tohis fathers waa a Justice of the Peace fw one of the townships of this county. One day as- Le sat Th his offioe with nothing to do a friend came along with a young hone. The Sqnar’ waa somewhat conceited on the hone question, and when informed that the equine before him wonld let no man rids him he at once determined to accomplish the feat. A crowd gathered, saddle waa brought, and hia Honor presently found himself astride of the beast The nett thing ha knew he was lying in a muddy ditch, and a dozen men were laughing to kill “I declare this court in session!” yelled hia Honor as-he atruggtad i At this there was a fresh bunt of laughter, and he con tinned: “And each and every one of yon is lined $3 for contempt of court!” They laughed harder than ever, bnt the fines were recorded and collected; and- for yean after it wae understood ibat court waa in session except when the Sqnar’ was in bed and asleep.—Z>e- troit Free Free*. NOTES AND COMMENTS. Tm mill nr Dalton, Mam., in which the paper for the United States paper currency ia made, is described by the Boston Herald: “Eighteen of twenty Treasury girls, who earn $8 a day, count the sheets, examining each one closely and rejecting all imperfect ones. An automatic register at the end ’ of the machine registers every sheet m it ia cat off and laid down. The register man takes them away in even hundreds and they are immediately counted in the drying-room. In all the various pro cesses of finishing every sheet ia counted, and they are again counted on their receipt at the Treasury Depart ment in Washington. The great pro tection of the Government against counterfeiting lies in the paper here made. The distinctive feature ia the in troduction of colored silk threads into the body of the paper while it is in the process of manufacture. They are in troduced while tbs paper is in the pulp, and are carried along with it to the end of the machine, where it is delivered ae actual paper. This has been more fatal than anything eloe to the profeMional counterfeiter*.” A member of a maxiYactusixo firm that employs five hundred men told the Senate investigating committee that the knowledge he poaaeaaed he got ly read ing the newspapers, and not from hooks, and that by reading the papers he kept himself informed on the literature and current events of the day. Thousands of other prOnfinent bus iness men would make the acknowledgment if questioned on the subject. The tendency of all literatnre is toward expansion, so the most iadus- triooa reader of books can scarcely in a lifetime ’become well informed; neuu- papere, ou the contrary, condense nearly every thing into aa few words m possi ble. Were a student to attempt to give the political, social, religion and literary history of the world for a day he might do it in far more elegant style than the newspapers, but his story would oooupy ft»je*4er’» time for at least a week. The newapcittF iff true Ameri can university. \ Gelt biohtkun HuxoRSDOopieBof the new pension lists are to be printed, and the sheets are now under look and key to prevent the pennon claim agents from obtaining copies ifi advance, so that they may not deleft the pensioners with their circulars. It isdifficnlt to see how these hats can prevent fraud, as they will have but very Untiled Circulation The New York Harold very sensibly sag- grete that it would have been far batter to provide for publiahiog at stated in tervals, in at least one paper in aaob county of the country, a list of all who, residing in that county, were drawing pensions. The coat of this pnbtioatioa would have been less then that ot print ing the books, aad would mors satisfac torily have accomplished the end qpoght for. A W aoMuranro was non. In the last days of the war, a oitisen of Indiana made his way to Boston and had an interview with a former acquain tance, who hid left his Hoosier home for the “Hub” and goirioh. “Daniel, the war ia coming to a dose and I haven't made a dollar out of it.” “Is that possible ? Didn’t you have any scrub hogs or lean cattle to sell ?” “No,” ’ “No baled hay for the army?” “Not a pound. ” ' “Can’t you get a contract for supply ing the army with something or other?” “I don’t think so.” “Got a farm, naven’t you ?” - “Yes, but it’s almost aT lake.” “Lake? Hurrah ! you’re saved! .lever mind an army contract 1 -Come with me to a map publisher, and before twenty-four hours have passed we shall have organized the ‘Great Inland Navi gation Company,’ sleeted yon ae Presi dent, and I will have the stock on the market! All we want ia a map of the lake and a cat of a steamboat going fourteen miles an Hour I Saved served —where’s my hatf’— Wall Street Newt. uxchahob celia how the ‘Sunset” became attached to the name of Congressman Samuel H. Cox, of New York. At the time the dis tinguished gentleman waa a-writerenn Columbus (Ohio) paper. It wae late in the afternoon, end the eon wee just dipping below the horizon. Suddenly Oox rushed into the room. “Boys,” he said, “did you ever see that sunset? It’s the most beautiful thing I ever the proof press end! poring stone, he wrote the picture that gave him the life-long sobriquet of “Sunset” Ook. The article was taken by the compositors and put in type piece by piece, and it appeared in the next number of the neper. From that day it waa “Sunset” Cox. Tn DAILY fafAs nux mas tub largest circulation in the world ia the Petit Journal, of Park, a small sheet about half the sise of the Now York Sun, Its circulation, whieh is more than half a million copies daily, extends all over France. The amount of news that it gives ia very limited, and tie editorial articles are mere paragraphs, and taw at that; but they axe pointed and senribie. U publishes daily a portion of aa orig inal romance, aad one ia sore to find in its pages a complete report, sent often by telegraph and at coosidarabie ex pense, of the most interesting criminal trial that ia going on in the ooontryr In the death of * Boar Admiral Joshua R. Banda, whieh occurred lately, one of the few links that have united the personnel of the navy of to-day with that of the last Britain ia broken. A native of York, he was appointed aa sating attipman on the 18th of Jane, If that hia connection with the tended throngh more than years. The name of Admiral I for yean headed the retired i list, and has recalled by “ pended to it th# era of PaAonciNe.—Incited by Buflrio Bill’s exhibitions, Willie Crump, of ~ Pa., practiced with thOkeso. caught aa empty oar sf n pm tram, and as the rops was hia body he wee dragged until, lorta- ^telj^therope oanght ^ HUHHBbK khed, uma> vicinity and