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- VOL VII. NO. 18. BARNWELL. C. H., S. C., THURSDAY. JANUARY 3. 1884.
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ACROSS THE PLAINS
i wUt *m& raat and drear,
Tha Movntahi peak* aeemadeool and near,
Tba ami knag low toward (he we»i,
■fc near,” wa elghed, “are we to rcat"
fiat journeying throngh the doling day,
Our feet art weary of the way;
Vhr, far Jbefuva oar aching, eight , .
The plain* lie in the waning light.
ia hk
The mountain peak a that seemed «o near
And held our reat forever there,
Are far acroea the desert land*.
We vainly cry, with lifted hands :
(Hi hill*, that stand against ttie sky,
We may not reach yon era we die;
Our hearts are broken with the pain.
For reat and peace we may not gain.
Upon the plains we faint and fall,
Our faces toward the mountains tall;
Our palms are clasped, but not to pray;
So die we with the dying day.
HORRORS OF DRUNKENNESS
total or tbs PBBNOMsxa or alcohol
USD BRAINS
We were four. We nut talking in the
lobby of a Denver hotel.—It vaa 1L p.
m. The talk was languishing, when the
wide doors opening to tho afreet were
thrown apart violently, and a tall, heav
ily bnilt man walked in. His soft hat
was tilted buck ward on his head. Hfr
step was uncertain. He was drunk
We recognized him as' Dalton, a miner
from the Snowy Bangs. Seeing the
group sitting around a table, he came
‘toward us, and with a drunken smile,'
■aid, “ Howda, boys?” Then, before we
could greet him, he turued away, saying
carelessly, “ It ia cat nigl)t for me. I
may as well go see the crest are.” En
tering the elevator, he disappe&re t.
Wondering what Dalton meant by
*' oat night,” I asked one of my com
panions the meaning of the phrase. He
replied. “ A phantom cat comes to Dal
ton during the night following his third
day of hard drinking. It is a warning
to him to put on the brakes.”
" Tell me of it” I said.
Complying, he said: “ Dalton sprees.
He drinks at long intervals, and never
in moderation. When the wild desire
for alcohol assails him, resistance is
seemingly impossible. He toms his
mines over to his foreman and comes to
Denver. He drinks excessively the first
day, still more the second, and he turns
himself loose on the third. He is a
heavy and very powerful man, and can
drink an enormous quantity of whiskey
before succumbing to it. I have known
him to drink forty glasses of liquor in
one day, six of them before breakfast.
By the end of the third day Dalton is
very nervous. Boon after he fails into
his first drunken sleep on the third night
he always dreams that he comes into
his room ; that a noise, as though some
thing scratching on the carpet under his
lied, attracts his attention; that looking
under the bed, he sees a large yellow
tomcat, with a bristling tail as big as a
rolling pin. The dot is tearing the ear-
Indifferent to
pet with its sharp claws,
oats, or dogs, or any animal that walks
»
on earth, he undieeses and gets into bad.
Instantly ha ia smitten with paralysis.
He cannot moss. His brain works
without friction and is wonderfully clear.
His vision is penetrative. He can see
, through the bed, and sees the oat on the
floor in the corner. His dear sight
pierces through the disguise of the crea
ture and he realises that it is an eye-de
stroying, flesh-eating devil. He knows
that the fiend *fil come out from under
the bed and jtanp upon the footboard.
Standing then with arched back and
awelling tail, the creature will utter
frightheories prepartory to leaping, with
distended daws, on his Taoe and tearing
out his eyes. Dalton beoopies afraid of
the oat. He tries to call foe help. He
strives to move. His efforts are vain.
The eat leaps to the footboard, and
glares at him (kith distended fiery eyes.
A train he struggles to throw off the par.
slysis. He cannot move. The eat,
with a horrid cry, springs on his up
turned face. Under the spur of this su
preme honor he rallies, and, with an
exhaustive effort be awakens. He is un
nerved. He trembles like a timid woman.
Hi* heart beets qoiekly. It takes
three or four days of perfect net end
solitude to restore hie nervous system.
He drinks no mors for months.”
“Doss he know, while suffering from
this alcoholic nightmare that it ia a
nightmare T”
'■'Tes,” my companion answered, "he
knows Ik Bat he also knows that if he
Joes But awaken, and so prevent (be yel
low tosaoat from getting in his work the
at will kill him. Ha ia in deadly fear
of this eat, though he knows it is but an
slooboUo phantom. And underneath
his dread of the oat lies the fear of
death resulting from alcoholism. The
eat is only a faint shadow oast by the
approaching jhnjams, that stalk spectre-
like in the vestibule of hh brain.”
“Thawurniscasomc drinking i
cehra am .very strange,” said the
of our party. 'I know several m
are spy sere, who haef warnings,
ally vWous amm or lam horrible, but in
variably the tame, whan they approach
the wall behind which the jimjama lurk,
probably At moat alriking earn ia tha.
of a gentlemen who inherited Us fUe-
mb re-
oldest
n who
a yeur. Hum ha
will fethts hushwaa lute suah a ahi
that haosu leave it for a few days and
ft* Aunh. For two <Jsys
ho
and staying drunk. Ha ia not of the
ha* to apt om whan h**is
Ho stmts, himself mp
room, and drinks alone. In two days he
will drink a gallon of the best sour mash
Bourbon whisky money can buy. He
always begins drinking in the evening.
The third evening he -goes to bed in a
beastly state of intoxication. At about
midnight bis vision oomea to him. Ha
dreams that he went to bed, and slept
soundly until awakened by a hard,
white, flickering light He lies awake
wondering what causes the light, and
hears s loud knock on his bedroom door.
Oome inf ha cries. The door is
thrown wide open and a man who has
been freshly flayed stalks in. The
flayed man smiles in s ghastly manner,
and nods in friendly recognition. The
flesh is gone from his mouth. His teeth
grin mockingly. He stations himarif
opposite the bed and leans against the
wall, his shoulders making a bloody
mark where he leans. Hia lidless eyes
roll and hia tongue lolls. The bedroom
door remains open. My friend looks out
of the door and into the street. There
be sees s long column of flayed men
ftrxixllw tltvom iha vamaaI AtrAdF*
glen drop out from the column and en
ter his room. When ten men have
entered, his bedroom door doses. The
flayed men, who are covered with fresh
Mood, walk silently around the room
looking at him. They point thetr
bloody fingers at him. At s signal
from the man who Ant entered they all
march out Presently they return, each
carrying a flayed and bloody corpse.
The blood has dried on the live men
while they were absent, and it flakes
from them as they re-enter the room
with their ghastly burdens. The
corpses are placed on the floor in a row,
side by. side. At a signal from the
leader of the skinless horron, they
straddle the dead bodies, and bending
over, grasp them around the waists.
Then straightening np, with the legs of
the dead men between their own, they
move around the room in a weird dance,
now advancing, now retreating, then
circling around the bed, and always
leering and grinning at my friend. After
desperate efforts he awakens, and the
vision disappears. It is his warning to
quit drinking, and he heeds it, too.”
Then spoke an ex-Confederate artil
lery officer : “Most sprees have visions,
all of them horrible, that are'nature’s
warnings to them to quit drinking. But
there is another class of illusions arising
from an nowise use of alcohol, which I
MisjH^ct are much more common than is
generally known. The men who suffer
from these illusions are apt to conceal
their trouble*, being ashamed to confide
them to their most intimate friends. T
know of two cases that may interest you.
They are queer Usnifoatationa of
and (ha voice spoke tauntingly, saying
“To-night yon shall see me." An irre
sistible fotee drew us to our bedroom.
The column of vapor dm sanded the
stairs and entered it ned floated oat of
the window. Then we sought to eeeepe
from the dxeeded voice by hiding in
dark corners; but the votes tauntingly
called us forth.
“ ‘Finally, in despair, we entered the
perlor, end there the end earns. Forth
from the solid wall strode a ’ gigantic
naked negro. Hie flesh wee scored as
though with a whip. Blood marked the
trail as he walked. He stalked toward
os. With an exultant grin he glared
fiercely at ns. Then he slowly stretohed
out his head, as though to grasp my
wife’s yellow heir. An overpowering
base and cowardly terror seised me.
My only fear was that the black spectre
would grasp me instead of my wife.
She clung to me with twining arms,
murmuring, “Protect me I Beve me I”
Basely I thrust her from me toward the
outstretched hand of the gigantic black.
She looked at me lovingly, not reproach
fully, and with a kind, forgiving amile on
her face, fall dead at my feet. With
ineffable soorti the negro pointed his
horny index Agger at me and said, “A
coward | The first of his race,” and dis
appeared with a crash that always
awakened me.’”
The ex-Gonfederate coyixt talking
for an instant while he lit e fresh cigar,
end then he mid; “That is Johnson's
vision. It paver varies e particle, and
he sees it if he drinks to much as one
glass of whisky. Of course yon all un
derstand that there is not any ground
for the vision. It is, from beginning to
end, an alooholic phantasm.
“Then there was Wallace,” and the
narrator smiled at hia memories. “Hia
was a queer case of physical recollec
tion of a flight and drunken bfdirg.
Wallace got drunk in town (I am talking
of Northern Alabama), and while drunk
got into trouble. Being hard pressed,
be drew his pistol and killed his oppo
nent, who was e worthless creature.
The dead man’s friends, also worthless
creatures, gathered in an excited crowd.
Wallace, pertly sobered, realised his
danger, and resolved to get oat of town
if possible. Hia horns stood in the shed.
Wallace kept the crowd off by pfatol
shooting, that may have been a little
indiscriminate, until he was
By this time some of the dead men's
COLONEL FELTON’S WIFE, "oyMursa
Win ROMANTIC STORY OF AN AfltCTII
RAID.
Manrtoa a BnartMal Ka«irt*h Olrl uS while
Bathtac They ara AHarheS by lad tana
—Srraai— liar Avaaaer-Haw They
FI Bally Mai.
. ,
Celonel Albert C. Pelton, whose
beautiful 24,000 sere ranohe is out
toward the Bio Qmnde, near Laredo,
has been the Peter the Hermit of the
refer V. I
la Allala Hie FrerAaai.
alcoholic disturbances of thoT>rain.”
We gathered olosely around tbe table,
and all of us, as one man, demanded
the stories. The ex-Conft derate officer
said: “Johnson was raised on the
See Islands. He married shortly before
the war. He entered the Army of Vir
ginia. Hia wife, to whom he was de
voted, died shortly after he left her.
After the surrender Johnson came West.
He is a well-educated, courageous
gentleman. I will *?J1 you of the vision
that invariably arises before him if he
drinks at all. I will tell it in the first
person, just as he told it to me. Im
agine that Johnson is talking : 'When
ever I drink. I am haunted by a yision
that arises before me as soon as I am
asleep. It is this ; My wife is by my
side, her soft band lovingly slipped in
mine. We are walking np an oyster shell
path toward our Sea Island home.
Entering our house I realize that it has
been deserted, and an unaccountable
feeling of dread rolls over me in an icy
wave at this discovery. Then my wife
■peaks, saying, softly, “I am afraid.”
Instantly my mind is flooded with the
recollection of a dreadful horror that I
had not thought of for years. I remem
ber that we had abandoned the house
because it was haunted. Our experience,
as I recall it, was that a spirit walked
nightly In the attic, and, after a abort
walk, descended* the a tain. When the
door at the foot of the stairway opened
before the ghost e column of whitish
vapor floated sinuously into the hell;
then, turning to the left, it entered my
room and passed out of the window. *
“ ‘Supplemented to this horror was an
other manifestation of rare occurrence
end at highly irregular intervals. This
was a voice accompanied by footsteps.
Sometimes heavy footsteps, at others as
if the infirm steps of age were tottering
around the hones. Again they crept
along the inside of the partitions. Then
the voice groaned, as if in pain. I
knew the voice to be that of a negro of
hideous aspect and gigantic sise, whom
one of my ancestors had scourged to
death. That voice threatened ns with
direful disasters, and maue the night
hideous with ita cries. It always earns
in the gray el the evening, end stayed
all night The recollection of these
boevogg that had escaped my
terrified me. Xy wife sew that I
unnerved, and olung olosely to
repeating in trembling tones, “I
afraid, I am afraid, I am afraid,
triad to reef ore her courage, but I could
ft I looked at her, and pew that she.
Iso, meufleeted the dreadful tele. Wa en
deavored to leave the hones, bat eoald
not Then wnsoagri refage in the por
ter, end trembling awaited,
not whot Suddenly a barbaric tune
wm beaten on the floor above
though pomaded oat with a war eiqh.
and was hotly pursued. Hia plantation
was some eight miles the other side of
tlie river. The pursuing horsemen cut
him off from the bridge by riding np s
(ide street Beeing this he turned hia
horse and rode down the river bank at
full gallop. It was quite dark by this
time. After riding about a mile down
the river bank he spurred his horse • into
the stream. His horse carried him
across safely and clambered up the op
posite bank. *
Wallace rode into the heavy forest
at the full gjtllop. He remembered no
more of that night’s experience. The
next morning he awoke in e darkened
room. He waa lying on a rough, dirty
floor. Staggering to hie feet im felt
around his unknown quartan until ha
found e hole in the floor. A ladder had
been thrust through this opening and
projected e couple of feet above tha
floor. He deeeended the ladder and
found himself in a basement, one side of
which opened cm a gulch. It wm an
abandoned still house. He sew the
tracks made by hie hone, but the hone
gone. He did not know where he
It wee ten o’clock before he found
e road he knew, end noon before he
reached home. Hie hone returned
home during the previous night. Ever
after, when Wallace got drank in that
town, he would wake up the next morn
ing in the dark attic df the deserted still
house. He always turned his home
loose and had to walk home. When he
left the country and the old associations
were broken, he quit riding around at
midnight to hide in dirty attics.”
It was growing lata Our party bade
one another good night and wandered
off to bed. Famine WmomoN.
won’t no rr.
The Hon. John Pearidge Wesley, Sec
retary of the Jones Cross-roads Lyceum,
Virginia, informed the lime-Kiln Club,
by letter, that on the 6th day of August
next hie society proposed to open a de
bate, free to the world, on the query:
“Whet am de hereafter of animal crea
tion?” It wee hoped that the Lime-
Kiln Club would send at least four of its
leading orators to participate in the da
bate.
“While we am much obleeged fur de
invitaahun,” replied the President, “we
■han't let de inquiry worry us s bit
While it am a aed thing to port from a
dog which bee stood by us fur a doidn
y’ara, time spent in wonderin’ whar’ be
will bring op am tima wasted. Ireekqp
del rieh of ns as git i to dat better lend
won’t be lookin’avoond far bames, dogs,
cows an’ oats. Well be buey wid our
wings an’ harps, an’ ’taint likely dat we
eoald whistle far a dog if we owned one.
De hereafter of man, an* pertioklerly of
members of die chib, am of fur mo* con-
earn to xm.”—Detroit Free Fret*
Texans for yean. He has believed that
he has held s divine commission to kill
Apache Indians. Colonel Pelton came
to Texas in 1844, s common soldier.
By talent and courage he reee to the
rank of colonel, tnAfpmHjjM 1847;
commanded Fort Maame. Tnat year
he fell in love with a beautiful Span fash
girl at Albuquerque, N. H, Her
parents were wealthy, and wonld not
consent to their daughter's going away
from all her friends to live in s garrison.
The admiration of tha young couple
wm mutual, and parental objection only
intensified the affection of the lovers
The Spanish girl’s nature is such that,
once in love, she never changes. Final
ly, after two years’ entreaty and devo
tion, Colonel Pelton won the consent of
the parents of the beautiful Spanish
girl, and they were married and re
moved to Fort Macrae. V
Then commenced a honeymoon iuch
m only lovers, shut up in a beautiful
flower-environed fort, can have. - The
lovely character of tha beautiful bride
won the hearts of the Soldiers of the
fort, and she remainedffc queen among
these rough frontiersmen. One day,
when the love of the soldier and his
lovely wife were at its height, the two,
accompanied by the young wife’s mother
and twenty soldiers, rode out to the hot
springs, six miles from the fort, to take
a bath. While in the bath, which is
near the Bio Grande, an Indian’s arrow
passed over their heads. Then a shower
of arrows fell around them, and a band
of wild Apache Indians rushed down
upon them, whooping and yelling like a
band of demons. Several of the sol
diers fell dead, pierced with poisoned
arrows. This frightened the rest, who
fled. Another shower of arrows, and
the beautiful bride and 'her mother fell
into the water, pierced by the wruel
weapons of the Apaches, With his idle'
dying before' his eyes, ‘Colonel Pelton
leaped up the bank, grasped his rifle and
killed the leader of the savage fiends.
Hat the Apaches were too much for the
colonel. Pierced with two poisoned
arrows, he swam into the river and hid
under an overhanging rook. After the
savages had left, the colonel swam the
river and made his way back to Fort
Macrae. Here his wounds were dressed,
and he finally recovered, but only to live
a- blasted life—without love, without
hope, with a vision of his besntiful wife,
pierced with poisoned arrows, dying per
petually before his eyes.
After the death of his wife a change
came to Colonel Pelton. He seemed to
think that he had a sacred mission from
Heaven to avenge hte young wife's
death. He secured the most unerring
rifles, surrounded himself with brave
companions, and consecrated jiimself to
tbe work of revenge. He was always
anxious to lead any and all expeditions
against the Apaches. Whenever any of
the other Indians were at war with the
Apaches, Colonel Pelton would soon be
at the head of the former. One day he
would be at the head of his soldiers, and
tbe next day he would be at the head of
a band of Mexicans. Nothing gave him
pleasure but the sight of dead Apaches.
He defied the Indian arrows and courted
death. Once, with a band of the wildest
desperadoes, he penetrated 100 miles
into the Apache country. The Apsobea
never dreamed that anything but an en
tire regiment would dare to follow them
to their camp in the mountains. So
when Colonel Pelton swooped down
into their lodges with ten trusty follow
ers, firing their Henry rifles at the rate
of twenty times a minute, the Apaches
fled in consternation, leaving their wo
men and children behind. It was then
tlist there darted out of a lodge a white
woman.
“Spare the women 1” she cried, and
fainted to the ground. — 2 — ,
When thef colonel jumped from hh>
■addle to lift^np the woman he found
she was blind.
“Howesme you here, woman, with
these Apaches ?” he asked.
“I wm wounded and captured,” she
said, “ten yean ago. Take, oh, take
me back again 1”
“Have you any relatione in Texas ?”
asked the colonel.
“No, my father lives in Albuquerque.
My husbimd. Colonel Pelton, and my
’mother were killed by the Indiana.”
“Great God, Bella 1 la it you, my
wifef’
“Oh, Albert, I knew yon would
come 1” exclaimed the poor wife, blindly
reaching her hands to eiasp her hus
band.
' Of course there waa joy in the old
*anohe when Colonel Pelton got beck
with his wife. Tile Apaches carried the
wounded woman away with them. The
* The (scape of Peter 0. Small, the
fasting horse-thief, from the jail at
Bclvidere, V. J., wee very cleverly
managed. At 7 o'clock in the eveniag
Sheriff Bowers found him very
and complaining of pain in the
The Sheriff then went down town on
business.
Half an hour later Small rattled at tha
door leading to the Sheriff’s residence,
and the cell wm responded to by If said
Bowen, a young lady of twenty
men. He rnked her to get him
cigars. She refnMd, saying that none
this Small again called Miss
Bowers, and asked to have hie ooal-dl
lamp'fllled. Smull’s cell is in the old
jail Miss Bowers opened the door of
the new jail adjoining to let John Price,
colored, into Bmnil’s apartment to fill
tbe lamp.
By this time Smull, who stood inside
of the door in his shirt-sleeves, put on
his cost, s thin one, a Derby hat, fur
nished by s prisoner. Price pasaed in
the door, and finding Small ready, ran
out, followed by Smull and Theodore
Carling. Miss Bowers grabbed Smull;
but he broke her hold, poshed her mv
and soon joined the other prisoners on
\uc Birefjt. hum cower* BoreuDea xtw
help. Her mother name and both stood
in the hallway powerleM with fright
until too late to see which direction the
prisoners had taken.
At the time of their flight a high
wind and snow-storm prevailed, and the
night was the coldest of the eeaeo
Smull wm thinly clad, having on the
clothing that he wore at the time of ar
rest, two months ago. The day before
he escaped he moved about in his oelt in
a stooped position, and appeared hardly
able to walk. When he ran from the
•
prison he wm m straight m an arrow,
and appeared strong. His cell wm vis
ited by s reporter of the Easton Argut,
who found everything in order and a lot
of eatables on a stand. A small ru
cake, brought to Smull by his mother
four weeks ago, wm found with tho in
side removed. The Sheriff is positive
that this wm all that Smull hM eaten
since he hM been in prison. Carling
wm awaiting trial for highway robbery
ant Price wm serving a sentence for
larceny.
The Main of Fir*.
THE HUMOROUS PAPERS.
- Wnvember 18,1883, ia a date to be
bered. It wm just about fifty
ago that there ooeurred in
tiie United States a memerebte “rain
of fire” known m the great fall of
meteors. Its greatest intensity was ia
the how which brought daybreak; bat
it was an hapreaeire and awe-inspiring
■esne from about t o’etpek till broad
daylight, and the eohibition wm onty
ehded by being swallowed up in the
beams of broad day. It seemed a veri
table rain of fire. Tbe negroes of Vir
ginia and other regions South
frightened nearly to death;
wm aaid to contain eaa or
who had gdae Area by rope or
to eseape the “day of wrath and day of
burning.”
I espeet dare vhai
He m!A Muhethh*
ig a sheep-killer, a
meter
*Thell,
about yow
all
The tremendous speetaole frightened I hard names?”
thousands of steady-going people here-1 '**• *•
■bouts. But there wm in reality no
eauae for fear. Our planet, ia its swift
flight, had brushed the skirts of one of
the two vMt meteor-streams whose or
bits, one in August and the other in No
vember, touch the orbit of the earth.
Tbe law of gravitation, aided perhaps by
a little deeper than the customary mix
ing of orbits, ohanoed to produce, at
that junction, a far greater shower of
meteors than usual, and it fell ohiefty
upon that hemisphere that wm most
fully presented to tbe body of meteors.
These appear to be bodies of various
sixes, aggregated in a great stream, mil
lions of miles long, and having an orbit,
like any of the planets. The August
stream is said to be 90,000,000 milea
long, and the November stream is of un
known extent
Owing to burning, caused by the fric
tion which our dense atmosphere in
volves, to foreign bodies plunging
through it at that tremendous rate, few
of those so-called meteors ever reach the
surface that are larger, when found,
than an apple—or, perhaps (to continue
the bucolic character of the comparison),
a pumpkin. They are set on firs and
burned np in falling—and most of them
fall in the shape of unnoticed ashes, or
“meteoric dost” Now and then n big
one it found. Meteors weighing tone
have fallen on the earth—end perhaps
some that were of more stupendous di-
meusions than anybody now Imagiam.
All have a semi-vitreous “iron-stone”
I sails him a bar.”
‘Exactly. Then he oaUed yon i
"Jueteo. That made yon med.”
"Oof course. I vhaa so aadt I shake
‘1 thought so. Now, Jacob, you ere
a man who speaks the truth. I don’t
believe yon could be hired to tell a lie.”
“Veil, I pttef I vhM pooty honest.”
“Of conns yon are—of course. Now,
Jacob, you must have struck the first
blow You see——”
The other lawyer objected, and after
a wrangle the defendant toned to the
oeurt end said;
“Idoaa’ exactly Asks oudt how it
vhaa. I like to own oop dot I shtreek
first, bat I haf paid my lawyer fifl to
brove de oddsr vhay. I doan’ like to
tall a lie, but I feel bedt to
mnatrl''—Detroit Free Frett.
ruin Pastry for Mince Pies.
The secret of sucoom in making .pas-
try is to work quickly, in a cool room,
and to keep the pastry m cold M possi
ble. Even in making plain pretry only
the best floor and butter should be used;
the flour should be freshly sifted and
the butter worked with the hands in
plenty of cold water until it aasumm a
waxy appearance and touch; if it ia
worked quickly and lightly, it will not
stick to the hands; when the batter is
of the proper consistency it should be
patted with the hands into a cake
about an inch thick, wrapped in a floured
towel and put in a dish set on ice in
summer, or out of doors in winter, so
that it may bsoouie^quite cold while the
peete is being prepend; allow half a
pound of butter to a pound of flour.
After the flour is sifted mix with it a
tafttmomful of salt, and, with a sharp
knife^ chop into it one third of the but
ter; then qoiekly mix with it enough
tee-water to make a dough which dose
not stick to the hands; the mixing may
be done with the knife or the hand, but
it moat be done quickly; next, lightly
flour a smooth pastry-board or marble
slab, lay the dough on it and with a
floured roller roll it out about half an
inch thick; out the net of the butter in
thick slices, and lay It upon the dough,
with spaces of about an inch between
the slices; duet flour lightly over the
butter, and fold the jwete over it in
such a way as to completely inclose It;
then gently roll it to the thickness of en
inch, dust a little flour over It, fold it
several times and again nil it out; if the
batter shows anywhere through the
peats, put it in a floured tojyel and cool
it for about fifteen minutes; -then roil it
0 °t. told it and roll it again two or three
times, and are it ter pies. If the pretry
is cold end the oven hot, the pie crust
will be good when baked. It the era it
browns before tbe contents of the pie
appear to be cooked lay a pieee «l paper
“ That wm a very brilliant
teat evening, and, by the way, the bride
was an old flameof youre, wneshenotr
“ Tee, the flekte, heertteM thing, as
soon m that foreign scant pot ia an ap-
she jilted me.”
I see by the papers that among tbe
odd that so many
mould hit on the eame
But why are yon
is sweet 1 revenge is
in
in
ions of meters were visible on fire,
the ear, and falling in a rain of Are,
those dark hours before the dawn, on
the 13th of November, 1888. —Hartford
Timet.
lew a Brig Wm Bared.
test
The brig Louisa Palpal, Captain Park-
er, of Yarmouth, N. 8., arrived at New
port, after anoonatering the most extra
ordinary hurgeaaea and gates the sep
tate ever knew. He thinks the
and all on)mard wonld hove been
but ter tbe fact that he had a
cargo of flab oil
The waves swept ooattofcMety
the vernal and finally the desk load
began to slip, when he. gnve orders
a number otlmall holes to be bored
the casks oontateteg the oil White
this wm being done the
ware nearly swept overboard; hot in a
lew minutes the oil trickled on tho deck
through the scuppers and into An
and almost m soon an the oil
the water the wsvm were
and in 1ms than a half hoar there
an unmistakable diminution in tho teres
and number of the wsvm that broke
over the ship. In an hour they had
almost entirely subsided.
'Die chief mate says he has never be
fore seen oil need but he is enHinateeHe
in the declaration that the fish oil saved
the brig, oanro and crew.
things for
smiling r
“Ah!
sweet 1”
“ What can yon mean r
“ Don’t hamlhs a word and I vfO teD
yon. I am acquainted with most of
that craal flirt’s friends, and it eo hap
pened that nine of them, not knowing
of my previous love, earns to mo lor
suggestions about a wadding present.
I confidentially advised seek of them to
aeod bar a elook, and afterward I added
another eioek myself. He 1 hot the
viltete still
avenged I"
I ereyoni
“ Never wm more earn in my Ufa.”
in tho world earn tho -
of tea valmble sleek. omT
r
“Hist? Can’t yon see? BhowiH, at
pat them in
will not have a
ia | until she fete them to
She will begin by trying to
In rig weeks eke will he
a raving!
Fbltoe Court, “I
i Houlihan.”
“What’s the trouble?” asked Justice
Wars, Judge, I own * woe hit of a-
Indignant Ofltoen
A Boston paper
relates that an old
who vtaitod
rity tho other dag end had
^ a term town before.
a tow of the T-iriumt sec
tion ; “I don’t like this Boston. There
isn’t enongh onM-doore to it.”
ieatroved her eyesight
When I eaw the ooloael in hie Tease
ranohe he was reading a newspaper to
hte blind wtte white in her hand she
held a boaquet of fiagroat Caps jessa
mines which ho had gathered ter her.
Itwasa
“Trb nuvNXiU along m highway
a mile or ao above tbe village of North
Haverill/N. H. f finds,” says the Boston
Journal, “a small graveyard which coo-
tains the remains of brave McIntosh,
the leader of the Boston Tea Party.
For seventy yean spring flowers have
blossomed and winter winds have blown
overs grave unmarked by stone and
known to but a few aged people now
living who remember hte burial He
fllte a pauper’s grave, having died in
the vicinity of 1810 or 11, at the houM
of a Mr. Hnrlburt, who resided at what
is now known m the Poor Farm, and to
whose ears he had been bid off M a
lowest bidder, according to ye
custom, and m recorded upon toe town
records. That he wm toe leader with
out a doubt them is ebnafient proof,
and that to hie memory ahonli bo
areotad a writable moauiumt <
orative of the mam and deed
simple justice,”
The manners of the
on parade leaves much
offlotr
to be darired.
But it is eeldom Indeed that one hears of
snob language betiafl used to soldiers
and officers m wm addressed tho other
day to the battalion which seems to con
stitute the entire military teres of the
Oldenburg Grand Duchy. Major Stote-
mann of the Prnerien army had been
sent to inspect tho Oldenburg troops,
and probably bad boon inetrnried to do
hte beet toward bringing them up to the
Prussian level After reviewing the
four companies, and finding the
deficient in emariaam he
“Oldenburg oxen.” This iaealt went to
the hearing of toe
four <
companies comprised in
battalion waited npon the
severally called him to
offensive words,
four Major Steinmann
lenge.
hie men, oo which the people rose in ia-
suireotion, and, rushing to the Major's
it end wrecked Me
•A Mt.l 4a 4Sa «IaA
th* vary troope who bed
had to be oaUed oak In the
duel Major
wounded in the shoulder;
to tbe tel set news, he
eanvateeeenk be
so it hen. Wall am
I lets to Mfaa Him Khan.
I axed her far the rint dhril n
dat did I get”
“That's an eetion fora Ohrfl Court."
“A aril Court; did yur euy, Judge?
me winder whm I ns her form* rink if
thnteiviir
do I want wid n Oril
Court. Bare, I went me rink”
“You win have to go to the Oril
Court, my dee^womns lean do noth
ing for you. They will gri year mat
As the lady went away eke
“Totha fitrilwii n Ovfl
in mu
and this brought
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