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E I. W N B R S -.= 2 ..80 _____- ~ -____ TRI-WEEKLY EDITION. WINNSBORO, S. C., JULY 20, 1880. VL V-o 7 Scene in a London railway station-depar ture of emigrants for Liverpool. Ay I mark ye well the anguish of the patting: That cry of * Gone I" Is wrung from hearts through which fierce pain is darting, All hope withdrawn The souls of women and of children sma:ting While life drags on. Childless 1-but not through heaven's divine affitotion, Is helpless age; And husbandless I-oh ! sorrow beyond flot'on, Words cannot gauge I And fatberless 1-where lies the benediction That can assuage. Speak not to tiom. The words or consolation No help reveal. Within that hour of awful separation Think what they feel, Bearing the pain'with lowly resignation, That gold might heal. Their lips are dumb. The instincts of impres sion, They know it not. To bear the woes that fal in quick succession Is all their lot; They form no scheme that leads them towards redressirn, While tears fall hot. Then gaze with coldnoss on their voiceless wailing, Ay ! if you can; Think of the wanderer on the ocean uaihug; Thou richer man I 0ould'st thou not bear his anguish without quailing ? Thon find some plan. Such misery is not of heaven's sending, For gold can ourse ; The sorrows that are not beyond earth's mend ing Let none endure. "With you," cries One in clouds of light as cending, "1 leave My poor I" Margery's Secret. Henry Fleet, the blacksmith, had a cosy little house in Newburg, which he called his bird's nest. It, with ten good acres at tached, had been in the Fleet family for three generations. The one son had al ways followed the occupation of the sire, as though they were born to the business. Harry had a prido in his work, and to those friends who had a large ambition for him, he was wont to say "I was born a blacksmith; I like it, and will remain one." In his bird's nest nestled his wife, Marg ery and his little son. They were the joy and light of his work-a-day life. For a number of year's Harry had been a very happy man; but a cloud had gath ered in the sky, and at last it had moved along just over his cottage, and there it obstinately stood. le had stood as bail for an old friend who was in danger of los ing his liberty in corsideration of certain liabilities. The friend had lurched him. Margery knew something had gone wrong. He tried to keep the whole story to hinself, but the shrewd little woman managed to ascertain his secret trouble. "You see, Margery, I don't mind, I can work for you and the boy well enough, but the homestead, there is no help for it; that must go, and it has been in the Fleet family ever since it was a wilder ness, Harry told her the responsibility. Said he: "Old Squire Mitchell has it, and I have mortaged the place. He has given mue several months In which to redeem it, but lie might as well take it now, Margery, I shall be no better prepared to pay it then." Harry went to work, and JIargery to ruminating. She had always-been able to adapt means to ciubs, and supply the means too, if necessary, for a wise little thinking cap she was in possession of. Blut this time she was sorely puzzled. She spent the afternoon in endeavoring to plan a method of relief, but it crept away and she felt tired and defeated. It was supper time. She heard her hus band's foot strike the graveled walk at the same time she was struck with an idea. She put his supper on the table without a word, and Instead of sitting down with him as usual, said: "Do you mind looking after the baby awhile ? I want to run out." -A neighbor came in soon after and in quired for Mrs. Fleet. "She has gone out," lie replied. "It must have been her I saw going into Lawyer Knowles' office a moment ago," said the neighbor. Harry did not reply, but he did not like it. Young Knowles had once been a suit. or of Margery's. A little wavering, at first, his attention, for lie was a shrewd young fellow, acute in his profession, and his per sonal matters looking always to the main chance, and Margery had no fortunie but her face; though there was a rumor about the time of her marriage that an uncle in a distant part of the country had left her property, more or less and her relatives there had made it appear that she died in childhood, and taken possession of it them solves. But Knowles had lost his heart to her so effectually, before this report that lhe proposed, and had been unhesitatingly re jected, greatly to the astonishment of him.. self and Harry Fleet. Margary was an orphan, and had been reared by HIarry's kind parents, and from continued association with him had learned to read his big heart so well that sue knew who reigned queen in it long before lie had courage to tell her. Hie, really, never could see why she had preferred a plain man like himself to one whom he considered so inished in worldly greeces as young KCnow. les. Harry did not like what transpired. andithough too sensible a man to get jeal ous at a trifle, he was not a little perplexed wvhen his Wife made no mention of her Bubble'is Learned oat, Mr. Bubble was a well.to do old gent, and if ho had any particular weakness it was for training birds and aninals. His house and barn were filled with them, greatly to the disgust of Mrs. Bubble, who hated everything of the kind. le had a learned pig, a precocious rooster, a trick dog, a comprehending cow, a marvelous horse, an educated rat, and the Lord knows how many other things. But as yet he had no learned cat, and his heart yearned for one, lie hatt tried to train two or three different ones, but his trick (log had a trick of worrying them out of existence, or out of the neighborhood, and so Bubble was still under a cloud. If he only had a learned cat he felt that his cup of happiness would be complete. Finally he obtained a fine large specimen, one quite large enough to take his own part, so far as the dog was concerned, and he at once set about educating him. Contrary to his former experience, he found his new delight quite tractive, and in a few weeks he had "Tommy" so well developed that he would pertorm several tricks wonder fully well, and one afternoon, while enter taining a company of friends to dinner, Bubble had to tell them about his latest animal wonder. "You would be surprised," said he, "to see what a genius there Is in that cat Tom my. Some one suggested that the wonderful feline be summoned into the presence of the company, and accordingly Tommy was sent for. 'Now, my friends, as the preliminary overture to his performance, I propose to show you how nicely he can walk over this table without disturbing the least thing, or offering to cat whatever may be in his reach." Mrs. Bubble protested, but he would have his own way, and Tommy was order ed to leap upon the table and walk over it carefully. But learned cats are quite as unreliable as any other, and Tommy didn't appear to be ambitious for fame on that occasion. The first thing he did was to turn around and put lite hind foot in the butter. Then lie started forward a little and in trying to get at that buttered instep he knocked over the cream pitcher, the sugar bowl, and be coining morm,and more demoralized lie put one of his fore paws into a cup of hot tea. Then he g.tve a growl of pain and made a dive to get aawy, knocking the tea-pot over into Mrs. Bubble's lap, and receiving a cuff which staited him in another direction, and caused him to overset a dish of gravy. Into this he stepped, and then Jumped upon the head of an old follow without any hair, and producing a stampede which tipped over the table and produced a regular hurrah. B bble was al the while ei . g: "Come here, Tonmy, poor Tommy." but, his calls were disregarded by that educated cat, and Mrs. B. seized a stool and sent it flying af ter poor Tom. The stool and Timniny went through the window together, carry ing away the sash and all at one fell swoop. After comparative quiet had been restor ed, Bubble tried to convince the company that the cat was a little out of training, but on account of a subsequent conversation held between him and his wife, it is safe to say that lie will not exhibit his learned cat again right away. White Houase Etiqotteo. The ceremonious dinners at the White House are as much matters of course as the reception of the President's wife by day and his own (usually called levees, no one knows why,) by night. Custom has made it obligatory on our Chief Magistrate to give several of these dinners during each session of Congress. A spacious apart ment, forty by thirty feet, known as the "State dining room," is provided for these banquets. There is another smaller room, where the President and his family take their meals, and where they often entertain their friends. Twenty or twenty--five can comfortably dine therein. The "State dining room" adjoins the red parlor and has a door of comnmunication with that and two with the hall. It has a handsome carpet amid antique, substantial furniture, including a solid mahogany buffet of the largest size, which looks as If It had been In use half a century at least. There are two windows fronting south, reaching from floor to ceiling; there Is a mantel-piece and fire-place at one end of the room and side tables ot mahogany In convenient places. The walls are tinted a pale hue and paneced with gilt bands. The table used for ban quets is long and broad enough to seat forty guests and leave abundant space for the servants to pass around It. A mirror about two feet wide and long enough to extend near'ly the entire length of thme table Is one of the hieiraooms of the White House, and is always placed horizontally along the cen tre of the table when feasts are given. It has an ornate gilt frame and serves as the foundation for the table decorations. There are other handlsome ornaments belonging to time White Houise which are sometimestused these occasions, as, for example, the ia wathma vase, representing Ihiazvatha in a single-masted vessel on a crystal lake (a mirror) on whose borders are representa tions in silver of aqueous plants and amphib ious animals. This vase was purchased for the use of the White House by Mrs. Grant at the Centennial Exhibmtion. The table linen Is very fine. Thme glass is the finest white cut glass, as thin as egg shelta. The china is white Sevres, with a coloretl bord er. The silver is massive, and for the de sert the celebrated goldl forks andl spoons which brought (down wrath on Van Buron are used. China, glass and linen all have an eagle and shield upon them and are simply marked "President's House." The dinners are tihe only oflcial entertainments given at the White House at whimch refresh ments are offered. Thme custom of offering even the simplest collation at any of the public receptions was long since abandoned, not only becatuse It was impossible to pro. vide food for the multitude which rushes in on such occasions, but also on account of the piggish way in which the crowd fed and swilled lemonadt, throwing as much on time carpets as Into the rapacious mouth. Those who are entertained at thme State din ners are members of the Cabinet, Judges of the Supreme Court, Senators amnd Repre. sentatives and tihe foreign ministers. Thme wives of all who are miarriedl are asked when thie husbands are; these dinners are never "stag-parties." When a foreigner of high rank, who may be regarded in afny sense as representing a foreign nation or a sovereign visits Washington, he Is usually dined In state at the White Hfonse. It Is etiquette not to decline an mutation to one of these feasts for any reason of lass mag nitude than a death in the family or severe Illness. Previous engagements, however important, must be canceled when an invi. tation to dine with the President is received. Once during the last session a ninler of Congress and his wife, who gave very cle. gant dinners, invited most of the foreign ministers and their wives to dine with theni on a certain day. All accepted, and the dinner was in process of preparation, when 1t President Grant, who had been delay. lug his annual diploiatic dinner, tbinking the Grand Duke Alexis would come, fiading out that that Russianscionof the Emperor did not intend to accept his hospitality, issued invitations to the diplomats to dine with him. Etiquette compelled them to accept, so all had to excuse themselves front their first engagement and the M. C. and his wife were compelled to ask dther guests. But all is for the best. With the Roprensnta tive and his family the one dinner served as a substantial compliment to two sets of guests, those who ate it and those who had the honor of declining to do so. But din. Ing in state is not an unmitigated pleasure by any means. The dinners begin at 7 P. M. and are protracted until ten o'clock or nfter. Then again there is no elbow-room; the guests are so crowded around the ma hogany that it is difficult tor those on the same side of the table tq lift their arms at the same moment to cArry food to their mouths. Hence it Is Bbinetimos the ease that couples seated next each other agree that each shall partake -of the courses by turns, one eating while the other keeps the arms down, and vice versa. Variation, in hrds' Nomta. This year we have noticed three curious instances of a departure from the usual habits of birds in building their nests, which seem worth recording. The song thjush lines her nest with cow-dung and clay; and it is usually considered by orni thologists that, as she builds very early in the spring and frequently in exposed situa tions, the mud lining protects the eggs and the young brood from the fierce March winds. Early in March we found a thrush's nest in our garden, containing four eggs ; but the nest had not a vestige of the usual mud lining. Unfortut.tely we found the nest destroycel one morning before the bir(. had time to hatch, so it was impossible to note whether the Inclement weather had any effect on the eggs. We have at this moment a blackbird sitting upon six eggs, four of which are her own and the other two those of a song-thrush. When first the nest was found it contained twoof each kind, a thrush having laid in the blackbird's nest. Although sparrows will sometinies appropriate swallows' nests to build in, and though several birds will build a now -nest on an old foundation, it is, I think, very unusual for one species-the cuckoo, of course, excepted--to make use of a nest built by another spcies. The third curios. ity of nest building isthe nest of a chainch, placed in the fork of an elter bush near our hodse. Usually the chalinch assini lates the color of her nest to the situation lI which she places it; if she builds on a hedge she generally covers it with green moss; but if sho builds, -A she often does, on the bare branch of an old apple tree, she uses the gray lischens, which are usually near at hand, and covers her nest with them so skillfully that though quite open and exposed it becomes hidden by its re semblance to a knob or excresseeneo of the tree itself. In this clise, however, though the bird has recognized the necessity of covering her nest with something, she has rendered it most conspicuous by sticking little bits of white decayed wood all over it. The wood Is so vhite that the nest looks almost like a snowball in the branches. Possibly this bird may be color blind, or she may be just a little bit "wanting in her Instinctive faculties, as human beings are occasionally in their reasoning powers. Why not? Come, now, what barbarity is this leaving a clothes line out after dark I A great deal of funny comment has been made upon th~i scustom of thoughtless people, but it is a most serious matter, and it is high time the tomfoolery was abolished. We are just as readiy as anybody to see the funny side of a thing, but we have ceased to observe anything amusing in being un expectedly sawed across the neck, or rasped across the face by a clothes line, it is time there wvas a legislative enactment to either hanging clothes lines sixty feet above the earth, or make leaving them out after night-fall a state prison offence. It is a most incomprehensible fact that at clothes line is always hung across the garden path. If the yard was ten miles square and a path twvo feet wide crept along the fence, and the woman had( but eight feet of line, she would manage to cover the path. Whether this is because she is perverse. or cannot help It, we do not know. We only know that It is so, and that it is an appalling evil. No home circle is safe where this custom prevails. It matters not how good natured a man is, it matters not how care fully he has been educated, It matters not how lofty and noble are his aspirations the moment a clothes line catches him un dIer the chin, especially dflie has a pan of ashes in his arms, that moment lie sinks with awful velocity to the level of a brute, and proceeds to act out the con:llons at once. In its proper place a clothes line is a valuable companion, but across a path after dark it ls simply a brutalizing force. A Isean's Duel. The fcollowing story is told of fighting Fitzgerald, a celebrated beau, gambler, horseman and duelist After his return from Ireland, an old gentleman declared hIs intention of tryiuig to cure Fitzgerald of lisa love of duelling, and one day provoked hIm to a conltest. llis friends trledl in vain to persuade him not to go out. "Leave me alone," lie said, "I'll settle him, I have got the choice of arms. Each of us shall be mountedi, each shall choose his own wea pon, a space shall be marked out, aiid whoever first crosses the boundary shall be dhechared vanquished." Fitzgerald being informed of these strange proposals did not like to ref use, and confIdent in his admira le horsemanship and skill with all wea pons, accepted. iIe appeared on the ground superbly mounted on a fiery steed and armed with pistols. To the surprist andl mirth of all, time old gentleman trotted up on a donkey carrying a bladder withi dried peas inside, and a scarlet cloak in hii hand. Waving tho cloak and shaking th<c rattle, lie rode into a space; off started the fiery courser, and before Fitzgerald knews where lie was, he had crossed the boumnda ry, and lost the duel. The ridicule was too much for him, and he never "weni ont" again. business out, on returning. As the weeks went by he came to know of her calling there at other times, and once, on coming home earlier than usual, lie met Knowles at his gate coming out. At heart he had per fect faith In his wife, but fortune had be gun to rack him on her wheel and a matter that he would have thought little of a few weeks before, now had the power to tortut e him. He was grieved to see his wife's manner toward him, was changed. It was not trouble; she never spoke of their approach ing loss, and he often found her siming, merry as a lark, but there was no longer perfect confidence between them. There was something she was keeping hid, he thought. And Margery did have a secret, and kept It-the old adage notwithstand Ing. Finally the day arrived on which the date of the mortgage expired. Harry's face had a set look. Always in the way lie thought, when around the house, watchmig Margery while deftly clearing up things. Everthing she touched yiulded like magic. This morning she was unusually skilful, and not a trace of regret was there In that spark hng face of hers. Harry was woefully cast down. His clouded face seemed a reproach to her. He had not raised the money, and could not he said. The squire offered him an extension of time; lie would not have it. "It is of no use," said lie, "and we may as well be over with it at once. The little place is not worth more than the money you loaned me. I will make you a deed of it, and you may write that the mortg:age is satisfied." He produced pen and ink, looking all the time like a man about to sign his own death warrant. Then baby was hustled unceremoniously Into his cradle, and Marg ery unlocked a little drawer in her hus band's desk, producing a package, and placing It before the Squire, asked him to count its contents. It was found to cover the whole amount for which her husband had given the mortgage. "It was left to me by my uncle i'th," explained Margaret. "Lawyer Knowles was in need of all his shrewdness to straight en the matter out, but I paid him a round sum for his services." Harry called himself a slo.w man, and It did take him some time to get the better of his amazement. Ile had barely succeeded in comprehending the whole, as his wife turned from the door, from which the 'squire had made his exit. Then, for the 1rst time, th little woman broke down. She threw herself into the strong arms that were ready to receive her. "Oh, Harry I how could you-how could you be jealous of meI" He answered not at all, but held her as if in one of his own iron vises. Presently he fell to kissing her hair, forehead, cheeks and lips; and looking up, she saw what she had never seen before; on the checeks of her Vulcan were two round, big tears. Harry did(pot go to the shop that day, and the baby was sadly neglected. It was several years ago that this event occured, and Harry's bird nest is now called "TIhe Dove Cot" by the observing neighbors. The Grace Cup. The origin of the grace cup, or, as It is sometimes called, the "lovingecup," passed round from guest to guest at state banquets and city feasts, is thus accounted for. "The grace cup derives its name and use from an amusing little fact illustrative of the manners and customs of the Scotch nobles In the eleventh century. That royal Christian civilizer, Margaret Athehing, the consort of Malcolm Kenmore, observing that they had an irreverent habit of rising and quittmng the tanle before grace could be pronoumncedl by her chaplain, promised to reward all who could be induced to tarry for that ceremony with a draught at tibi tumn from a large gold cup of the choicest wine. which was passed from hand to hand round the board, after the thanksgiving for the meal had been duly said. The bribe offered by the beautiful young queen was too agreeable t o be resisted by the hitherto graceless northern magnates; each was eager to claim his share or the grace cup, as this social goblet was called; and thus the custom instituted In the palace became so popular that it was observed In time Baron's halls, and wherever festive cheer was to be found throughout the land. The fashion of the grace cup was of course adopted In England by all degrees who could afford to honor a custom so much in unison with national taste. Every per soni of consequence could boast of a grace cup in time Middle Ages, and even at thme period of the Reformation they are occa sionally enumerated and described In In ventorhes of plate and jewels, and be queathed in wills." Why There is no Rain ini Peru, In Peru, South America, rain is un known. The coast of Peru Is within tIhe regIon o1 perpetual southwest trade winds, and thougb the Peruvian shores are on the verge of thme great southeast boiler, yet It niever rains there. Tme southeast trade windis In the Atlantic ocean first strike the water on the coast of Africa. Traveling to the northeast they blo0w obliquely across the ocean until they reach the coast of Brazil By this time they are laden with vapor, which they continue to bear along -across the continent, dlepositing It as they go, supplying with it the sources of the Rio do ha Plata and other tributaries of the Amazon. Finally they reach the snow cap)ped Andes; here is wrung fromi them the last particle of moisture that a very low temperature can attract. Reaching the summit of that range they now tumble down as cool and dry winds on the Pacific slope beyond. Meeting with no evaporat Ing surface, and no temperature colder than that to which they were subjected on the mountain tops, they reach the ocean. Thus we see how the tops of the Andes be came the reservoir from which are supplied the rivers of Chiii and Peru. Very Pronounced Mule. Jerry made his appearanoe in Ivanpaugh district, in Arizona, early in its history. le was a mule. Very pronounced mule. Joe Bingleton brought him Into the district. HIe said le gave $100 for him In California. Hie expected to get some work out of Jerry in the mines. He didn't. Jerry was the color of a sunbeam buffalo robe, large and angular, and knock-kneed before and behind. Very, behind. He had only one ear, the other had probably been cut off by some one in a fit of anger. It was, no doubt, the last mule's ear that man ever cut off. Jerry was a mule that would resent anything of that kind. When he was going to sleep his surviviig ear would nod, and sink lower and lower -until it hung down over lils eyes. Jerry was dreaming then of his childhood days. le was an old mule in meanness. Joe tried Jerry at various kinds of work. Tried him at a whim for raising ore. Jerry didL't work long until he had a misunder. standing with his driver. He kicked the driver, and drove him off the hill. Jerry was Ao certain that no miner would work in the shaft when he was at the whim. To do so would be taking chances with the ore buciat. lie was harnessed to a water cart, but kicked the head out of the water barrel. Next lie was placed in a team. His habits were demoralizing to the other mules in the team, and he was removed from their society. O e evening he and another mule were tied together to keep them from wan dering too far, and turned out to browse for the night. The next morning one of them was (lead. Jerry wouldn't work at any thing. lie just wanted to wander around and enjoy himself. It got so he had nearly all his time to himself. le roamed about the camp and vicinity. One day Ie fell into an aban doned shaft thirty teet deep. No one tried to get him out. It was thought lie might end his useless existence in there. le could be seen at the bottom nodding. Finally. after he had been in five days, Tom Kerrigan took pity on him, Tom was kind to animals, le said Jerry was a bad mule but lie ought not to be allowed to starve. Tom rigged ropes, got help and hoisted him out. Then lie walked tip to Jerry, and patting him affectionately, said: "Had a pooty rough time, didn't you, old boy ?" Tom disappeared in the shaft, Jerry had straightened out one of his hind legs. Tom was taken out very seriously injured. Ie lingered between life and death for a long time. le had to have one of his legs am putated, and finally got up with a stiff arm. lie is making his living as a musician in San Francisco now. A hand organ. Jerry did not have a paint-brush tail. His owners had always seemed to like just his natural tail. They loved life. Jerry was getting to be prominent in Ivanpaugh. He wats a rising mule. His conduct, however, was beginning to tell on his owner. Joe Singleton had come into camp a steady young man, but lie was get. ting a little reckless and disipated. Trouble on his ilin(d. Joe was getting poorer and he needed his mule's assistance. le tried Jerry once more, drawilig the car in and out of the tunnel, Jerry drew the ear out once, in a kicking manner. Just as he returned from tie mouth of the tunnel to the face of it a big blast went off prematurely. Outside parties went into the tunnel, peering anxiously through the smoke to see if the five men working at the face were injured. The blast had made an unexpectedly large hole in the floor of the tunnel. When the smoke grew less dense, Jerry was discov ered standing at the bottom of this hole, unhurt, chewing a piece of fuse. Jerry would cat almost anything. le was par. tial to pieces of bacon rind, wagon covers and colors. le could make i comfortable meal on axle grease. At one time lie was stealing biarley from a sack; there were some giant cartridiges mixed in with the barley; lhe p)icked up one of the cartridges; a number of mon were watching him, ex pecting to see him (lie a moet horrible dleath; they thought it would be a fit ending of his career. Jerry chewed and the car tridge explodecd. His tail mladle a little tremulous move-that was all, HIe spit out the shell anid took another cartrIdge. A niew man from Calirornia came into the campl. He recognizedl Jerry andl Joe. HIe said Joe had not given a hmund(red (do1 lars for the mule, Tihat .Jerry was from the San Joaqjuin valley, where lie had becen a prominent leadling mule. That there had been mass meetings of the citizens there to (determinie how to get ridl of Jerry. HIe ~asa tinining out the faming community. 'l aat finally the county court of Mercer county gave Joe Singleton, who was pass ing through the county, ten dollars to take the mule to Arizona. Joe's hundred del Jar story was exploded, lie was joked about it. Hie dIrank harder. Jerry wandered further and further away from the camp. Joe had dlespaired of him. Other mules would not associate with hiln. They felt constrained in his presence. HIe disappeared. One day an Ivanpaugh Indian came into camp. ils band made their headquarters on the little caeek twenty miles away. lie was in trouble. lie wanted to go to Wash ington to see the great father, lie said: "Me waiit talk great father. fMelican an mean. Let mule go-mule eat tent. Pa poose lie lilt mule-mule he kill papoose kill squaws. Me big ohief-hit mnnie mule hit me-he big chief." It was Jerry. .Joe Singleton died in an insane asylum. Vangh~lt in a Wolf-Trap. The favorite trap employed for wolves in Burgundy is the traquerard. This is most dangerous even to muan, the strongest that is made requiring two men to set it. It has springs or formidable power and dhelicacy, and when these are touched the jaws of the trap, armed with rows of teeth, shut one within the other. In spite of all precaution, however, very sadi occurrences will often happen in these forests. Some years ago a trap was placed near a deserted footway, and the usual warning precautions taken. The same day a young man, anx louis to present to his fiancee sonic turtle doves and pigeons with rosy beaks, with whose whereabouts he was acquainted, left his home a little before sunset to surprise the birds on their nest. He was late. The night closed in rapidly, and, with the inten tion of shortening the road, lie took his way across the forest. Without in the least heeding the brambles and bushes which caught his legs, or the ditches or streams he was obliged to cross, he pressed on, and, after a continued battle with the thorns, the stumps and roots and the long clingimg tendrils of the wild reosna ame exactly on the track ahere the trav was set. The night was now nearly. dark, and thinking only of his doves and the loved one, he failed to observe that several little pieces of string were swinging to and fro in the breeze from the branches of the th 't near him. Dreadful, indeed, was it lor him that he did not, for suddenly he felt a terrible shook, accompanied by most intense pain, the bones of his leg being ap parently crushed to splinters. He was c.aught In the wolf-trap. The first few moments of paiu and suffering over, he must have comprehended the danger of his position, and had, it is presumed, with great presence of mind. endeavored to fpun the serrated iron jaws which held him fast. But though danger Is said tu double the strength of a man, the trap re. fused to give up its prey, and, as at each movement of his body the iron teeth bur led themselves deeper and deeper in his flesh, his agony must have been of the most exquisite description. He probably shouted and would have continued to shout, hdwever hopelessly, for help, had it not been for the fear of attracting the wolves that might be lurking in the neigh borhood. He had under his coat a small hatchet; and with this, in the event of his being attacked by the dreaded animals, he trusted to defend himself. As the night lengthened, the moon rose, and shed her pale light over the forest. lie may now be pictured immovable, with eyes and ears on the qui vive, his body in the most ex cruciating torment, listening and waiting. All at once, far, very far, off, he hears a confused murmur of indistinct sounds. Approaching with rapidity, these murmurs become cries and yells. They are those of wolves on the traok--helhsh demons,which ere a few min1tes would be upon him,car ried direct to the spot by the trails set for the testruction of his destroyers. Fear not being part of lils hnrdy nature, lie by al most superhuman efforlp,and in the awful moment forgetting all pain, contrived to drag himself and the trap toward an oak tree, against which lie placed his back. Here, with his hatchet ready to strike, the young fellow, full of courage, doubtlessof fered up a short prayer to his God, and embracing, as it were, In his mind his poor o'd mother and his bride, awaited the hor rible r -alt, determined to show himself a true child of the forest, and meet his fate like a man. A few minutes more and he was surrounded by a cordon of yellow Ilanies from the eyes of the brutes, the ani mals themselves, which lie could scarcely distingmsh, sonding forth their horrible yells full in his face. On thefollowingiorn ing, when the unfortunate forester who set the trap came to examine it, lie found it at the foot of the oak, deluged with blood, the bone of a human leg upright between the Iron teeth, and all around, scattered about the turf and the path, a quantity of human remains. Shreds of a coat and other arti cles of clothing were also discovered near the spot. With the assistance of some dogs, which were put on the scent, three wolves, their heads and bodies cut open with a hatchet, were found (lying in an adjacent thicket. When the venerable cure of the village, after previously en deavoring in every possible way by Christian exhortation to prepare his aged mother to hear the sad tale, informed her that these remains of humanity were all that was left of her boy, se laughed. Alas I it was a laugh of madness; reason had fled. The leroin of Wahingtfon. A careful study of the history of Valley Forgo Cannot be too earnestly recommend ed to all who would fully comprehend the greatness oi the character of Washington. At no other period of the war does it seem so purely heroic, and at no time does the patriot cause appear to have been in equal danger of ruin. To this day it seeins a miracle that the little army was kept to gethier at all. HIe gave forty-five years to the service of his country, but In what year of them all did hie do so much to save and establish it ? Superior to evil fortune, stronger than the elements, and wviser thatn all thme delegated wisdom of the colonies, hardly knowving in whonm he might confide or what professed triend might prova a virulent foe, his military genius underval ned and maligned by men unworthy to hold his stirrup, he seems never to have lost either his equanimily or his hope. Contrast Washington at Valley Forge his naked lit tie band shivering aroun(d him, with Napo leon selfishly flyiig from the wreck of the most magnificent army which ever trod the plains of Europe. We feel, as we contemp)late the spectacle, that Washington was "all in i'll to the cause." Any othier man nmighit have destroyed it by presump tuous ambition, by an overeat imate of his own ability, or on the ether hand, by a natural incapacity to manage the peculiar resources conlided to hm. It may be truly sid that no historical character has so grown in the estimation of mankind. There are other revolutionary personages who are still remembered freshlyn in whom we see faults and even weaknesses. From these, Washington was not utterly free for lie was human; but can another be found who erred so seldom, who discovered and repairo his error so promptly, who was so wise and yet so simpie, who was so utterly incaap)able of sub mitting to defeat while even adeeperate chance of success remained, or who did the work which his hands found to do, despite innumerable obstructions a.nd difllcuilties, so persistently and so thorough ly? ? _______ The Hea Unicorn. A Sea Unicorn who recently exhibited at Ban Francisco. Thme body is of the size of a small deer and covered with scales about an inch In diameter, with tufts of reddi:h brown hair grown quite plentifully between the scales. Its legs are quite slender, and have long hair about the heals, which ro semb)le those of a deer or goat. The tail Is straight and tuffed, like that of a cow, while the snout is enlarged at the end like that of a swine, and the mouth shows for midable tusks protruding on either side. From the centre of the face projects a single horn, net more than six inches in length and less than an inch in (diameter, which curves upward slightly. In addi tion, there are two long feelers, or tenta cles, one on each side of thme mouth. TIheo hair upon the neck is longer than elsewhere, of the same reddish color, and has the ap pearance of a short mane. The fishermen related that this animal was sometimes seen upon the shore of the island, and that ho made a musical noise, which gave him the name of the singing unlearn, and some of the more credulou, islanders had taken his notes, hoard faintly In the distance, tor those of mormaids. A Paris Behemlan, Some days ago one of the most seedy and disreputable men who ever appeared about a newspaper office, turned up in the editorial rooms of the Paris 1igaro. The paper in question is proverbially reckless in the matter of truth, and as long as a sen sation was on hand, made no question of the veracity of the man who provided It. In this case, however, the editor was liter ally stricken dumb. "Are you the editor ?" demanded the visitor, brushing a frightful hat with a roll of manuscript. "I believe so," responded the representa tive of M. Villemesfant. "Then I have got something to sell you." "What is it ?" "A murder." "Oh I Pshaw I Murders are out of fash "But this is a murder with a mystery." "We don't' want any mysteries." "But this Is not only a mystery but a scandal." "Our scandal coluanns are full." "But this Is a murderous mystery not onlr with a scandal but with a moral to "My friend," said the editor, rising, "we do.A't want any murders, mysteries, scandals, or morals; I assure you we don't. Will you not take my word for it?" The se;edy man measured him with his glaring eye for a moment. Then he said: "No air." "You will not?" "Not for a moment. I demand that this manuscript of mine shall be printed." "But why ?" "Because I represent the press." "The press I What press ?" "The press of Paris." The editor paused. Even in his long ca reer in Parisian journalism, lie had met with nothing like this. At last he said, faintly : "So you demand that we shall print your article?" "Yes,' was the reply. "But I assure you we don't want any thing but editorial articles." "There, sir," said the seedy man, laying his hand upon his threadbare breast "I will sacrifice my story to the mercenary character of your paper. I, sirf will make an editorial of my story. Which desk shall I take ?" The editor stared-glared-and gave the Intruder a seat. The editorial was written, printed and pald for, and next day tlie Figaro told the story we have given above upon itself. "Pa and Ma are Married.1" A man in Toledo, with a wife and three children, becaie enamored of an intrig ulng woman and procured a divorce in an obscurp town in Indiana. le (lid not say a word about it at home. One day his old. est daugnter received a parcel of patterns from a lady in Indianapolis. In it was an old copy ol a country newspaper. An ad vertisement attracted her attention; it was an application for a divorce for her father from her mother. The young lady desired to visit her friend in indianapolis, and to make an excursion to the town where the divorce had been granted. She returned with ample evidence that her mother was living with a divorced man. She showed her father a copy of the advertisement, and told him that she had found out all about him. lIe walked the floor for a minute, ano then turned to his daughter. "I have been a very bad and guilty man," he said; "but it is not too late to make amends. I will go to her and confess all, and undo what I have done." "Confess first to me," said the girl. "It la Miss--who is the woman in the case, is it not?" "it is" I thought as much. Are you to marry her?" "I was to have married her." "You must not go to mamma yet. She must be your wife again before she knows the fear, ful truth."'' The young lady was equal to the emergency. Tihe twentieth anniver sary of her parent's marriage was close at band. She invited all their frienis and had them married again by the same m ister who performed the ceremony twenty years before. She took pains to have her mnother's rival present, and remarked to her in a corner: "Papa and mamma are masrrledl again as fast as the law can do it., Whether the truth is ever known depends upon you. Papa will never tell it, I am inure, and for mamma's sake I never shall. But It does scoem to me dlear, that some r>ther climate would suit your constitution better than this. P'resident, Madison and WVIfe. The character of Madison's wife for social ability, warmth of disposition, and what is called spirit, will probably give her prece dence over any mistress of the White Hlouse. 11cr husband was oold, snarlish, exp rt, capab)le for public business, tractable to his superiors; but he made no impression on the public. A portrait of Mrs Madison reveals the secret of her strength. She was large, with brilliant ('yes, with a trace of mischiel in them; her arms are bare and show full health; there is an Oriental turn to her nose, which otherwise Is rather vul gar; She wears a lace turban, and her hair fans in ringlets around her forehead. She was a native of North Carolina and was brought up a strict Quaker in Philadelphia. She was christened plain Dolly Payne. While quite young she married Mr. Todd, a Philadelphia lawyer. lie kept her rather out of society, but she was known before his death to be strikingly handsome. He died while she was almost a girl, leaving her with one son: her father was also dead, and it is the tradition that she and her mother kept a boarding house in Philadel phia, to which caime several members of Congress seeking board. Madison was one of the richest. HIS disposition was too cold for matrimony, and he married no doubt, because the Widow Todd supreme ly fascinated him, Hie was at the time forty-three years old. Our constitution had then b ;in existence about five years, and Madisouflias regarded as one of the most useful men under it. At the time he married, Madison already had one of the most distinguished reputatIons in this coun try. She stepped at once out of a plain Quaker family into the control of a great Virginia mansion. When the espitol was removed to Washington city, which was a mere wilderness filled with brambles and alders, Mrs. Madison at once demonstrated her capacity to take hold of society and give it forms Her husband went regularly to his office, and took very little interest mn society doings, but he gave ler 9~ (wIlost freedoqt