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V THE DARLINGTON NEWS, ,UBUSan- «TimiT8D«DiT MOKKIKO X>« jfci V AN’S, peopeietob. Per A.nnuM U idTaaee. first insertion $1.60 ..1.00 .60 On* Sqnsre, 1 One Sqttnre, second insertion...., grtrj subseqent insertion..- Cootmot ndrertiseinenU inserted upon the ^ost ressonnb’.e terms. Msrringe Notloes nnd Obitunries, •xceeding si* lines. not inserted free. DARLINGTON NEWS. •POR 08 PRINCIPLE 18 PRINCIPLE—RIGHT 18 RIGHT—YESTERDAY, TO-DAY. TO-MORROW, POREVEK.’ 1 Daisies on the Farm. She pointed them on esnrses With n rapt, artistic sir, She wore them in her bodice, And in her ra ren hair. She thooght farm life idyllic. And said its greatest charm Was lent it by the daisies. The daisies on the farm. -‘Do yon not lore the daisies ?” To the farmer’s son she saitb, Bnt all the praise he uttered Was underneath his breath. It sounded energetle. Bnt she fait a Tagus alarm That he did not lore the daisies The daisies on the farm. She read to him a poem, A pastoral complete; He eeemed unsympathetic, Though her voice was very sweet. With some repressed emotion Hie face grew dark and warm, Per its burden wee the daisies, The daisies on the farm. goon the charming summer boarder To her city home returned, Por a soul of higher longing Her aesthetic nature yearned. And the farmer’s son, undaunted. With his scythe upon his arm, Wont to battle with the daisies, The daisies on the farm. —Ttzcu Sifting*. elcctcb Shirt). Lost On The Mountains- A True Story for Boys. BT HAROLD W. RAYMOND. Have any of you boya ever been over the big mountains of Switer- laud 1 I wonder bow you would feel if you found yourself lost among tbem, as my triend Pat would say, with only a few pieces of silver In your pocket and a couple of dozeu words of the language of the conn try at yonr command I Ticklish, ehl Well, I should say so! I ought to know, for I have been there. I wonder if the brave boys of the v hristian Union would be in terested in my two days and a night upon the mountains f I was almost sixteen, and thought myself so nearly a man that the diftereuce did not count I was six feet tail, and bad a pair of qnite presentable whiskers. My legs were long and sturdy, and I was proud of my ability as a long distance walker. But I was nothing but a big boy, after all, -and a very fool ish boy too, as you will agree when you hear the goosey poosey way 1 walked myself off upon the wrong road, and never knew of my mis take until 1 had put a whole moun tain between myself and my poor frightened father. Ton see we bad spent the night at Hospenthal. a little village part way up the St. Gothard Mountain, and we were going over the pass to the Rhone Glacier, a great gorge of yellow ice which never goes away, but out of which is pressed the tiny stream which grows into the river Rhone. If you have been to Swit zerland, you will know all about the mountain passes, those splendid roads which the people of the coun try have hewed in the rocky sides of the mountains, and which go sigZAggering up, up, like big snakes, so that the stages and the huge freight wagons can be drawn over tbem. It 1 had not been a boy, I should have consulted my guide book, and learned that there were two passes above Hospenthal, the road to the left going over the St Gothard Mountain into Italy, and the one to the right over the Furca Mountain to the big glacier, and then to Interlaken. Being a boy, 1 took everything for granted, bade good by to the party, who were to follow me in a carriage, and started boldly up the mountain-side. A little footpath led me straight np over the rbcks, crowned with pretty bine-bells, and when I struck the pass again I was far beyond the forked roads, and on the wrong one; and I never dreamed that there were two. ..... ▲way I went, singing blithely, and putting in my best licks, for I had boasted that I could beat the carriage. In a couple of hours I had reached the summit, and look ed with wonder at the patches of snow which lay about me Such ignorant snow t not to know that it was August, and time to melt! It was about four o’clock in the after noon when I reached a little village at the foot of the mountain. To my astonishment the people there were Italians instead of Swiss. I was in Airolo. I began to suspect some thing was wrong, but could npt quite understand it Along the base of the mountain, toward the west, I saw a little valley with a brawling mountain torrent in the middle, and at the further end a glacier glittered in the sun. That must be my destination. So, after lunching and resting at a little inn, I again set forth. At seven o’clock I reached the ppper end of the valley, and foond piyself In a sort of pocket, with no obanoe of going farther. Ever since VOL. m NO 37. charming little valley, which, I ven lure to say, had never before been explored by an American. | . people I met, down to the e children, were most polite and re spectful, aod wished me good after noon in a tongue which I could not answer, though I understood their meaning. At frequent intervals beside the path I would come upon a little wooden crucifix, which the simple peasants, thought a great help to tbem in saying their pray ers ; bnt all this time, with a load roar, the mountain stream came dashing down and beat itself white with rage against the big rocks tha’i stook in its way. So much was I interested by all these quaint and novel surroundings that I clear for got about the Rhone Glacier, and the party of fellow-travelers whom I had expected to meet long ere this. • Bnt stay I There comes a chill breath over the mountain! and I have reached the upper end of the valley. There is a glacier, to be sore, but it is a small affair I have certainly gone out of the way; but where f how f I have seen bnt one road, and followed that. Where could I have blundered f If there had been any nse in get ting frightened, your unole Hal would have been the soaredest six- foot boy in all Switzerland. He certainly felt cold shivers in plenty, bat, realizing that they would not get him oat of his troubles, be de cided to do the manly thing. He was tired and foot-sore from a long day's tramp, bat that must not count On the other side of the torrent was a little village. There was no bridge, bnt at the risk of my life I managed to get across over the slip pery bowlders. On the other side I found a man who could talk French. I could not, bnt I could barely under stand a small portion of it. “Qlace du Rhone F I inquired, pointing to the little glacier. “0, non ! non /” said the friendly native going oft into a long explan ation, out of which I managed to understand that he had once been a waiter in Paris, and knew an American when he saw him ; that I was altogether on the wrong track, and that the Rhone Glacier was over the mountain to the north ward. Could I climb straight over the mouotqin 1 Ob, no, no; that would be very dangerous withont a guide. I was half minded to try, and if I bad, this would probably never have been written; but I did not feel so self-confident as I lad in the morning. So I thanked the man as best I could, aud started hot foot for Airolo. Away I went, as never 1 bad gone before. I thought of my dear fatb er, far away over the mountains, wringing his hands for his lost son, and all the weariness went out of my legs. There was but one thing to do, I felt—to go back to the bos pice where we bad slept the night before, and take a fresh start. It was an all-night tramp, bnt that was all right if only I could let father l^now that I was sate and sound. It was nine o’clock when I start ed np the mountainside. I paid no attention to the winding road, but went straight np over the rough rocks like a goat. I bad not got far np when the fall moon arose on my right, and turned the mountain side into a fairyland. How bean- tifnl it was 1 And how still 1 1 was DARLINGTON, 8. 0.. THURSDAY. SEPTEMBER 16, 1886. WHOLE NO 610. job \mmm. Our job lUparnm-Bl U*Hpplieil with •▼•r$ fftciliijr neeanMiy to.«u»bU u* lucenp'i* botbMtopriMaaUqasUtj of work, wilk •**m tfcoao of tbo oiliu, »■<! w« giuroatro ratio, fhstioa ia ofory particular or obing*- aoibiag for oar work. Wo ara ahrayr praparaA «• >11 order* at abort malice far Maaka, Ell Heada, Letter Heads, Card*, Hoad BUle Poet ere. Circulars. Pamphlets, Ae. All job work mult be paid for Oash on Delivery* was on the down grade then, and oonld aee the wonderful Rhone Gla cier and the big hotel that stands beside it. The qneer man said some thing about a guide. I told him to go away—I wanted no guide. But I still be stack to me, talking Ger man, and laughing, until I was very angry. How was 1 to know that he bad been hired by my father to search tor the lost boy, and that he was trying to express his honest joy at finding met I thought be was a rascal, after my pooketbook. I At last be tamed and ran like adeer to the hotel. I waved my pocket- baudkerebief, and saw a score flat tering in the distance from the big group on tbe hotel veranda. Then, for the first time, I broke down, and cried like a big baby. Ten minutes later I was in my father’s j arms, and was the hero of the hoar. * * * * » Ah, well! this was many years ago, and my dear fist her has long si nee gone to heaven; bnt among my mother’s most precious relics is a little piece of paper in his hand writing, bearing these words, writ ten that thankful night: “For this my son was dead, and is alive again.”—Ckmfiiaa Union. The Rebren Nepehnne Klnlaw’s His torical Sketch of the Tragedy of I Adam and Eve la the Garden of I Eden. Laborer’s Luck, third day of Angnst, tbe only moving thing on the big mountain, saving the dancing cas cades and tbe ravines, and even ^ they were checked as tbe advancing I teweieTas you saw me. night grew colder. In spite of my dig|)06e of lt bay me a anxiety, I felt my spirits rising 1 amid tbe witchery of the scene, and night now— 1 look back upon that no* that I have forgotten the aeh ing legs and blistered feet—as one of the happiest experiences of my life. Well I mast oat a long story short. At four o’clock in tbe morn ing I reached the fork in the roads, and saw my mistake. Hall an hoar later I reached Hospontbal. There was a diligence, or Stage, at. eight, and I thought my troubles over, bat wbea, after three boar’s sleep, I tamed oat to take it, behold! there was not a vacant seat. It was a sore disappointment, bat 1 felt I coaid not wait, and as I had not money enough with me to pay for a carriage, away I wont, whes, blisters, and all, to hoof it. I will not tell the tears I shed that day, as I toiled over the steep rocks that cot into my poor, blistered feet. Ouoe a carriage came along with two pietty young ladies and an old gentleman in it. They were Amer icans evidently. I was too bashful to ask for a lift, but I tried to look pleading aud suggestive. 1 noticed tbat one ot the yonog ladies ap peared ?«ry much interested, and thought it very heartless when the carriage drove on without me. And wbat do you thinkj boysl This young lady said afterwards that she noticed I was saffering and longed to ask me to ride, only I had each a sold, proud look, she did not darel . . It was getting late In the after noon when I met a man who looked strange manner, and A On the Gbarles Russell worked at the bowlder-crashing machine on Mc Farland street, between Elm and Flam. It was hisdnty to remove the crashed bowlders, so ss not to interfere with the work of the ma chine, and shovel those that spilled into tbe wagons. Toward roar o’clock in tbe afternoon some of his fellow workmen remembered bis picking np a pi eoe of one of the crushed bowlders aud putting it into bis pocket. “I’ll keep that to remember the job by,” be observed to Pat O’Brien. On the following day Russell did not come to work. In a few weeks he was torgotteu. On the day following, which was the 4tb, a man, evidently a laborer, presented himself at a well known jewelry store ol Fourth street, and, asking for the proprietor, said ; ”1 have a peculiar stone which I would like to know the value of, as well as what it is.” Unrolling a red bandanna bankerchiet which was tied in several knots, and taking out a buckskin bag the man laid a good-sized stone on the counter, which sparkled aud glistened and shed its rays m all directions. “Yon are a fortunate man.” aaid tbe jeweler, “tbat stone is worth $125,0U0 to $150,000. It weighs 821 carats What are yon going to do with it f The man walked leisurely to Front street, where be entered a cheap boarding house. The next day a reporter repaired to tbe boarding house He said : “Russell, yon have a valuable dia mond. I was in tbe store the other day when you came in aud had it valued.” Russell laughed aud said: Well, I didn’t steal it, I can tell you, al though I know it looks queer tor tbe likes of me to be having so valuable a stone. 1 worked for the Bowlder Company, on McFarland street, on tbe 3d ot August, and as I was watching the big wheel crush tbe bowlders I spied something shining. “I picked it np and found the diamond fastened to the middle of tbe bowlder. 1 stuck it in my pocket, aod, bringing it home, picked it oat by tbe aid of a bam mer and awl, and took it to the I mean to little place and settle down for tbe rest ot my days.”—Ciacianafr Enquirer. A Bit of Advice. 4 An autograph letter that I would like to own was shown me a few days ago. “A. Lincoln” was bold ly signed at the bottom of it, aud this wisdom was there, paragraphed in this wise: “Do not worry. “Eat three square meals a day. “Say your prayers. “Think of your wile. “Be courteous to yonr creditors. “Keep your digestion good. “Stdfcr clear of the btlliousueos. “Exercise. “Qo slow and go easy. “Maybe there are other things that your especial case requires to make you happy, but, my friend, these, I reckon, will give you a good lift.” leaving Airolo 1 bad been following *t me la a ' a little foot-path through the most 1 tned to speak a little English A Captain’s Fortunate Discovery- Oapt. Coleman, sebr. Weymouth, plying between Atlantic Ctyy and N. Y., bad been troubled with a cough so that be was unable to sleep, aod was induced to try Dr. King’s New Discovery for Con sumption. It not only gave him instent relief, bnt allayed the ex treme soreness in bis breast. His children were similarly affected and a single dees had the same happy effect. Dr. King’s New Discovery is now the-standard remedy in tbe Ooleman household aod on board the schooner. Free Trial Bottle of this Standard Remedy at Wilieex A Co’s., Drug Store. When Mr. Kinlaw—“de Rebren Nepcbnne Kinlaw”—lays himself out to expound tbe Scriptures be embellishes the text with metal pbors, and clothes it in language at onee revolutionary and extraor dinary. Mr. Kinlaw was born aud raised on Com babes, and bis rbe torical figures are based largely on the events in daily life in tbat de lightful land. It will not, there fore, be surprising that one should find his historical sketch of tbe tra gedy of Adam and Eve in tbe Gar den ot Eden adorned with similes taken from a rice plfiatation, aud otherwise elaborated with startling low-oonntry effects aud conceits. It may also be stated, by way of explanation, that a seaooast field- hapd’s idea of supreme happiness is the possession of a winter apple tree. “De Rebren Kinlaw” is an itiner ant preacher of no particular de nomination, and who, it will be re membered, preached. a funereal ante-mortem sermon over Aant Di's “chile” at the Poor Mile House. The following sermon was deliver ed at tbe Summerville depot last Sunday evening to a small but select circle of friends, male aud female: “My bredren and sistah : I bln een dis ert long time befo de Nun- ion cam een ; long time befo* Gin’I. Grant aud Shummun run Giu’l. Lee and Mr. Elliott off Si llimau Han. I bin a preech de wad o de Sperrit wen all otia wnz een slabrymeut, an I gwiue to lucidation to-day how Adam git leff by Nicodemas an bow it come to be dat de fnss bnokra walk pou tap deert. De bole ting oome to pass snmpn lukkadis: “DeLawd bio a walk een de gyadeu dis bout de middle o’ de day. De hewn done blow, an all de ban bin a set down rasslin wid cole bittle and trowin an ketchiu foolishness one tur auurrer. Same like dat de voice o’ de Lawd souu ont like one lightuin een de nite. De Lawd, atta be cross oha by de big rice dam, ton shawt aud bin a walk eep de pa’at tru de orchard. Soon iz be git by dat. winta apple tree be stan up stock still and gaze pou am wid grate expicion. Taint a ban on de place wot aiu drop lie kittle an spoon an ting an gaze good fashion, all in a trimble like on de Good Master. De bittle pyo stan like be freeze een ebbry boddy mout. Bimeby, dials 1 dun tell yo, all to once de ert rock an de sky split wid de powofnluess o’ de grate ness o’ de Lawd. He hex tell de bexness o’ he sperrit set all de peo ple a crawlin on day face. Needa buckra, needa so nigger kin biggin to ondastau de tribbilation and terrificatiou o’ dat day, whiobu it was twelve o’clock. De boss an mule left' de plow an scatterate to de pine lan dis like a drove o’ pat- ridge wen a pinter rout em, an yo’ shoot two barrel one time an ain tech a fedda. De sky dond up an de big rain stan same lukka ripe pesimmon reddy fo drop De squerl mek track fo he hole, aud atta he git day be tan roun een de hole and trow he eye back dis like he bin a watch one o’ dese half boon and half flee a rumbliu ana rumagin roan een a hickory ticket. De jay bud lay low on de count o’ be skay mose to det, an de owl sbet be eye tite fo de iuss time seuce be bawn. De Ribber Jordan nz np an bile wid a grate fresh, and Bablon shake same like a brocm grass field. O. my bredren, twnz terrible, an to dis day Adam faoe stan white same like Maas Steve Elliott faoe. Ob, my sistaha, stan up to me like a man while 1 onrabble de grate ponder- atiou o’ de foss trial whichn it ebba senoe mek de en o’ a corn row on a snmtna day dia boat aa long for ooa as spang fnm Yemaasee plum to Coosawhatchie. Now, diasis de Bible troot regasdiu o’ how Adam iaoe tun white, cawdin to how it specify een John Baptise. Now, John say, sesee, dissiz I dun tell you turn de fnss gwiue off o’ de oommenoement to day, sezee, says John, Adam bin a cullud pussou, an he dressup ecu ooou akin an eat wile huuoy and locnsa. An’ bow- aomebber, de Lawd ain troaa Adam an aeaee. Boy, dese winta apple ain fo’ tech tell nex surama’, an atta de Lawd dun gie de awda be left Adam, but he leff Gabrieli aud Nicodemas, be oazsiu by be murra side, fo’ E atrol de gyadin, and watch Adam, aze him bab a bad carakter to* trick ao enuniuness O, my bre dren and aistah, listen at me good, an yerry fo’ ona self, bow dat winta apple oome to mek de fuss buckra fambly een acripter. Now, John Baptise sezee, says John, dissaz quickiz de Lawd gone oaten de gate, Gabrieli and Nioodemua tek a stan to’ watch de tree. Q, my bre dren aod sistab, wen Adam link say him kin trow doss een Nico demas eye an Gabrieli all two one time, be dia as well try to’ hook a guinea fowl ecu de broad day light; needa so fo* borrow a watmilinu wot aia blongs turram. Kaze wyt so Nioodemus sleep tell he ketch Adam obunkiu de winta apple down off dat tree wid a litewood knot. Now wot nex, aezzi ? Well de nex pint is wot 1 dun preech bout een de fnss goiu off. Nicodemus tell de Lswd boat Adam au'same I dun tell you, de good Maaiab oome back to de tree an sho miff be misa two apple. He look roun pon tap de grouu an see Adam track way be bin nse boat onda de tree. Den de sperrit o* de Lawd git bex an be cry out, Adam! But Adam ain say a ting O, my sistab, Adam bin a leddowu wid be face bnry een de groan, een one huckleberry patch, an be fade much as to ketch he bret. Den de Lawd git mo powa- ful een be woice, an’ Adam bleege to git up an’ be mek ausah good fashion an’say, sezee, *Yay Lawd,’ Deti de Lawd say, ’Adam, sombaw- dy teef two winta apple.’ Den Adam np ’n say, sezee, ‘Yay,’ Lawd,’ an’ be face tun as white as a fine white homespun sheet een a white fambly house. Den de Lawd sperrit see dat Adam is gwine to bab a contention, au’de Lawd see de ceitfuluess een Adam mine, an’ be say, sezee, 'Adam, 1 miss de apple an’ I know it is teef ecu dis gyadeu. Den de sperrit o’ de deb- bil jump pou Adam an’ be sav, ’Lawd, ef de apple is tee%w you say it is teef, deu 1 tiuk say mus’ be Eeb teef urn.’ Deu Nicodemus took’n out eeu to de oomposatiou au’ piut to Adam track wid de but o’ be musket Deu Nioodemus say, sezee, ’Adam ! dat is a No. 9 shoes, au’ Eeb aiu bab uo shisba feet’ “Deu Adam kuow dat he ain hab do witueas an no use fo’ tarrogate Nicodemus, so he ran way wid he wite face au hide eeu de cypress peu tell atta daak ; au he clime oba de gyadiu fetich an Uigdutfo’de wite people country. Whicim azi sell, sezzi at de fuss uomuieucemeut, all Adam chilluu by he fuss wife is cullud oeptiou to he secou wife, whiebu ail de ress is buckra. Let we praise de Lawd. Nex preeohin will be to Miss Frayja bouse.” Short Summer Sermons. Dar am certain flags which yon kin chalk down on de oellah doah wid a feelin’ dat you am gwine to hit nine times whar you mias ouoe. It am twice as easy to k|ieud fifty cents to go to de circus as it am to pay back two shillius of bor rowed mouey. No man oau remember whar’ be Vowed bis empty cans and bottles until be diskivers dat somebody has dumpod ashes ober his fence. Bioadoloth and silks look well on de street, but dey doau’ werry well wid oold ’tutors at home. De walue of de dog you kick am no gauge fur de feelings of de owuer if he happens to be around. Nine men outer ten borrow wid de expectashnn of bein’ just so much ahead. De-odd one will want to borrow agin as a reward far his honesty. It am powerful easy to discrliniti ate between a wise man au’ a fana tic. De wise man belongs to your party; de fanatic to de opposisbun. While you should luv your uay- >ur as yourself, (loan’ gin him to uuderstan’ dat you kin be depend ed on to lie awake o’ nights to par ted bis grape-arbor. When a man’s whiskey costs mo’ dan bis dour be should sun’ ready to wote fur de buildiu’of two wiugs ou de County House. De man who Aggers dat he km ao live ss to dodge slander an’ ea cape malice, has got a heap o’ this tles waitiu’ fur bis bar’ feet. Tbe aiverage man’s bizness word kin be deluded on up to a aartin pint—as fur as be will profit by keepiu’ it De problem ot livin’ (loan' depend so mnob ou baugiu’ to au old wel- wet ca’pet in de parlor as it does in savin’ de crusts au’ crumbs in de kitchen. While it am true dat all men war created equal, a heap ot us have got spiled in de bringiu’ up. Boat de only time social barriers am abolished am dooriu’ a steamboat explosbun—FVee I Yew. Bnrniug Petroleum Well. Traversing a portion of the oil regious of Pennsylvania recently iu midwinter, after surmounting a steep bill by means ol a nniky aud zigzag road, the writer fouud a well-wooded vallev ou the opposite slo|ie iu which a small dealing was visible. A d< ep snow covered the earth, and the branches of pine aud hemlock were bent with its weight Rising out of tbe centre of tbe field with a background of the densest forest, was a tall flame singularly out of keeping with tbe bleak sur- roundings. The air was very still, and tbe flame scarcely beut from tbe perpendicular, although away iug slightly at times and varying in height. At its beigbest it was lev el with a young pine near by, whose slender top was probably twenty teet above the ground. Stopping to examiue it, a low, sullen, surf like roar proceeding from the flame was beard, aod observation kbowed that tbe snow withiu a circular space fully 100 feet iu diameter bad been melted by tbe beat. It was a strange scene to enoouu ter in tbe woods. Tbe tall lame, risiug apparently from tbe earth tbddark piues iu the background, laden with new-lallen suow; the glare of the light upon the white field, aud the utter abseuce of hu man habitations, formed a scene at ouce desolate, beautiful and itn pressive. Tbe gathering shades of night added a wild and fantastic element, aud it required uo great stretch of fancy to see wood nymphs and sprites dancing in the spectra light. In tbe dark ages such a flame would have beeu invested with so- peruatu 'al attributes. To a Penn sylvanian such scenes are not un common. It was simply a deserted petroleum well, and donbtlest some wayfarer had lighted tbe gas escap ing from it. Such beacons are plen tiful, although seldom met with in so wild a locality. Along tbe Al leghany River and its tributaries, on the banks of tbe Upper Ohio, at Mnrraysville, iu Washington Coun ty, aud iu various portions of East ern Ohio, such flames have become a familiar sight. Certain- portions of the city of. Pittsburg are ilium inated every night by these mag nifioent gas lights, which at times torn night intoday.—Brooklyn May aeine. What to Teach our Laughters. At a social gathering some one proposed this question i “What shall I teaob my daughter?” The following replies were handed in t Teaob her that one hundred wote make a dollar. Teach her how to arrange the parlor and the library. Teach her to say “No” and mean it, or “Yes” aod stiok to it. Teach her bow to wear ' a T’llto dress aud to wear it likea queeu. Teaob her bow to sew on buttons, darn stockings and mend gloves. Teach her to dress for health aud comfort, as well as for uppearaaor. Teach her to cultivate flowers aud keep tbe kitobeu garden. Teach her to make tbe neatest room in the bonoe. Teaob her to bare antbiug to do with Intemperate or dissolute young men. ' w Teaob her tbat tight lacing is uu- comely, as well as very injurious to lealth. Teach her to regard tbe morale aud habits, and not mou^y, iu ae- eotiog her associates. Teach her to observe tbe old rule: “A place tor everything, aud eveiy- thing In its place.” Teacher here that music, drawing, tainting are real accomplishments n tbe home, and are uot to be ueg- eoted if there be time and money for their use. Teach her tbe Important truism t ' list the more she lives witMa her noorae tbe more she will save, aud i be farther she will get away from the poorbouse. Teach her that a good, steady, church going mechauie, farmer, clerk, or teacher without a ceut, ia worth more than forty loafers or uou products iu broadcloth. Mexira.it Vanity. The Mexicans are an ignorant, bloodthirsty lot, who are never ao happy as when in the midst of pill ages, robbery and bloodshed. They are a vain, conceited people, and have the most enlarged ideas of their own prowess aud valor. To illustrate this I will tell you of a certain incident which happened only a mouth or two ago. A young Mexican from the City of Mexico, who is connected with the goveru- meut, came to WaMbiugton, after a tour of nearly all tbe prominent cities of tbe coantry. I asked him what his impressions were of our people. He said that he was as tonished at tbe strides which the United States had made in oiviliza tion aud the arts. He sjioke par- ticilarly of mnsio, of which be is very fond, aud said that be had the good fortune to be present at the concerts given by the famous Mexi can band iu New York and Boston. Tbe audiences were evidently col tivated and appreciative, hat he was particularly struck with tbe fact that they applauded in the right places. This he considered to be a most remarkable tact, because, he said, Mexico was two ceuturies iu advance of this country. Now that mao was perfectly serious He meaut every word he said. You cannot get a Mexican to believe tbat his coantry is uot the greatest, tbe grandest aud tbe moat invin cible nation upon the face of tbe globe. 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Mrs. Phoebe Gbesley, Peterson, Clay Go., lews, tells the following remarkable story, the truth ef’ which is vouched for by tbe raei- dents of tbe town: “I am 73 yean old, have been troubled with kid ney complaint aod lameness for many years; could not dress my self without help. Now I am free from all pain and soreness, awl am able to do all iny own housework. owe my thanks to Electric Bitters for having renewed my Youth, and removed completely all dieesne and ►aiu.” Try a ImUle, only Site, at Wiltoox 4 Go’s., Drag tttore. A Simmer Terror. They sat at the o|»eu window, aud gazed out over the sea; and tbe scene was full of quiet, aud trauquil as could lie; wlnm a strange unearthly groHning like a voice wf fate was beard, and the le.ifL-i* erst so quiet by its frightful sound-* w- re stirred. Ami the maiden shrieked in terror, ’ Tis tb.> fierce and dread- fat cyclone; 1 can bear its (treatMat mutter, and its weird, wild, awful tone I” But the youth, though pale, was tearless; aud he said: *<Hi, bear thy pain; ’tis the village haitd who practice ’when the robins ueet again !* The Romance of a Laundry Girl. A New York letter nays: I beard to day the story of a Troy shirt actory girl whiob has elements of the wonderful in it. A new hotel, to be called the Berwick House, is being built at Rutland, Vt., at cost of $25,000 to $30,000. A form er Troy laundry girt is the capitalist n this venture, altbouph the bouse s named after her brother, who the ostensible proprietor. Her name Mrs Phoebe Obnrcbill. She married an officer ot the United States Navy, who was blown up iu a premature explosion at Hell Gate at some stage in that improvement. Two women came forward to claim him as husband. One was from South Carolina He was living with her at New York. The other was this Troy girl, aud she succeed ed iu established tbe validity of her olaim and securing $2,000 in- surauoe ou bis life. A considerable sum of irouey tbat was raised io New York was divided between tbe two women. Mrs. Churchill having known something of tbe laundry business at Troy, entered into partnership with a gentleman of that city and started at estab lishment in New York city. Tbev now have four or five laundries here which are equal to a bonanza, and it is from t his source that tbe money has oome for tbe oou strnotion of the Berwick House. Startling But True. Wills Point, Texas, December l« 1845. After suffering for more than throe yearn with disease of tbe throat and lungs. I g a so low last spring I was entirely unaote to do anything, and my cough wee ao bad I scarcely slept auy at night. My Diuggist, Mr. H. F. Goodnight, sent me a trial bottle of Dr. Bosun- ko’s Couch and Luag Syrup. I found relief, aa l after uaaog six $1.U0 bottles, 1 was entirely cured. J. M. Weldon. Sold by Willcox ft Co. He Knew It Pittsburger (away from Horae)— “What’s that stuff in tbi glass beief” r 5 7 Waiter—“Water, sab.” “W atur?” “Yes, sab.” “Now, see here, young man, I may look Breen, but I’d bare you to understand I’m u<* from the coun try. You can’t play that on we for water. Water’* yeUof,’ , y ) And then be went down to tbe hotel office and told the clerk bow bu bud been Dufatek. > io Gently. Senator McDougail Wfi As the character ot a tbiaf is written iu his countenance, so like wise do worms protray tbelr pres ence iu tbe ebild’s features. Heston to give Sbriuer’s Indian Vermifuge to destroy and expel the pests. ial and witty to a degree. Beta, iug from the Capitol one ni( slightly excited by- Mary land fur r ■■I and io tbe dark uses full totoftMPINl* dy newer, from which fte wa* try ing to crawl which a |M»lieemau came up and inquired: “Who, fa tbe name ot all thalta holy, ’’Gently, my friend, gundy,*? tbe labored response : “Wl tbe Senate Chamber I was gall, but now it aeema Seward.”—Boa franeiteo Aiguasnf. •’ tra ■ m*> q ■ iii «<ft Cure Per Sisk For promt that Ur. Pills your £ cox Gunn’a Liver Oik ra * •- ' r '. - ,- s ‘ r'lfm V •