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TRI-WEEKLY EDITION.
WINNSBORO. S. C.. MARCH 6.1883.
ESTABLISHED 1848
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Where are they gone, those dear dead days,
Those sweet past days of long ago,
Whose ghosts go floating to and fro
When evening leads us through her maze ?
Where are they gone T Ah I who can tell T
Who weave once more that long-passed spell?
They did exist when we were young.
We met our life with s’rength and trust,
We deemed all things were pure and just,
Nor knew life had a double tongue
We lightly sang a happy song,
Nor dreamed our way could e’er be wrong.
And then all changed; as life went by,
The friend deceived, or bitter death
Smiled as he drank our dear one’s breath,
And would not let us also die.
Day followed day; as on they went
Each took some gift that life had sent.
Vet it was ours, that perfect past!
We did save dais that knew no pain.
We once had friends death had not taken,
And flowers and songs that could not last
Were ours In that most blessed time,
When earth seemed Heaven’s enchanted clime.
And so 1 think, when lights burn low
And all the house Is fast asleep.
From out a silence va<>t and deep
Those dear dead days we worshiped so,
Breathe on us from their hidden store
Their long-lost peace, their faith once more.
God keep those dear old times; ah me
Beyond our vision they may rest
Till on some perfect day and Meat
once mere those dear dead days will be,
For death, who took all, may restore
The past we loved, to us once more.
THE TWO WIVES.
“WJiich shall it be?”
The speaker was scarce more than
thirty years old, fall of health and vigor,
the junior and working partner in an
old established business house in a small
city.
It was Sabbath evening. His wife
had been playing the piano, and he had
tieen singing the Sunday-school hymns
with their children of seven and live
years old. They were pretty, affection
ate, bright children, and the parents’
hearts had been knit closer to them
these last few weeks, since the toddling
wee one had been laid, in a flower-filled
casket, beneath the cold white snow,
Sunday was not a day of sacred rest,
but an off-day from business and care,
aud Mr. Brooks laying back in his lonng-
iug-chair, put aside the maguzine he had
Dten reading, while his wife pat the
children to bed, and resumed the sub
ject on wbich they had keen talking the
most of the day.
“The Baldwin house,” she answered,
with Mimile—just the smiles woman of
1 act wears when she wishes her husband’s
affection to bias his judgment.
Mr. Brooks whistled a minute.
“If .we take the Elmore cottage, I can
pay down for it. Our furniture will be
enough for it, and we can live nicely and
plainly without going into debt one dol
lar, and five years hence I can buy any
place in town.”
People like Mr. Baldwin do not die
every five years, and places like his are
not thrown into the market once In
twenty five years.
“I can build a house.”
“But my dear husband, not at half
cost. Aud it would take a lifetime' to
grow such trees. It is a most beautiful
place, and in most perfect repair.”
“I know all that. It much better
worth its price than the Elmore cottage
s worth its price. But I do hate debt
and mortgage. But perhaps, as yen
say, the reduced price ought to decide
it.”
“I am snre it onght, aud we will make
the old tnmiture do for a time.”
“The rooms are much larger, and our
carpets are not India-rubber!”
“I have thought of that, lean make
the best of the carpets into mats, and,”
with a playful smile, “imagine them
Turkish rugs!”
“Yon are such a shrewed manager. I
can pay for the house soon,” he said.
And the house was bought, one-third
paid down, and two-thirds on a mort
gage. W ise business me_ congratulated
Mr. Brooks, as the piaco was sold below
its value, for the heirs were not near of
kin, aud did not wish il, or the care of
it.
And now Mrs. Brooks was happy.
Her early home had been one of large
wealth, and she loved style, and was
used to and fitted for gay society. But
her father i.peculated in stocks and went
down. He moved to his native town
aud hired a cottage jnst out of the city.
Bat the disappointed man’s brain gave
way, and the two lone women, in the
new circumstances and surroundings,
were so brave, and watched over the
paralytic so unmurmunngly, that all
nearts sympathized with them, and
Brooks, then only a trusted clerk, dared
offer and was thanked for many a thought
ful and delicate kindness. And when
death relieved the watohed-over and the
watchers he had won the love he had
craved.
In that cottage they sat to-night.
Eight years they had been happy in it.
Turee lives had come to it. The grand
mother and the hole one had gone out
fiom it. Thus they had known joy and
sorrow, bnt they bad been content, as
one is content who feels that every to
morrow will be brighter than to-day.
The looked for to-morrow had now
come. And the early days came back
to Mrs. Brooks with a force she had
thought all spent.
One parlor was closed. A new rich
carpet was bought for the other, and the
paintings, books, statnettes, and bric-a-
brac which the refined taste of Mr. King
had selected when rich, aud which pov
erty could not take from him, but which
m the small rooms of the cottage had
needs been scattered, were* brought to
gether in it, and gave the elegant room
a tone and air of refinement which mere
wealth had never given it
The first evening that they sat in it
Mr. Brooks, with a keen enjoyment of
life’s luxuries such as he had never be
fore known, said:
“I am glad I bought thia place. I did
not know we had so many elegant things
until your artistic taste brought them
together. This is the finest room in the
“I have no doubt it is. 1 have tried
to arrange it aa my father had his library.
I wish he could see it.
“Perhaps he does. That cottage was
nice-to me, bat how meagre it most have
been to yon, and yet you never com
plained.”
And a new appreciation of and now
love for her sprang np in his heart, and
they talked on and on in their great con
tent and happiness.
Society swung open its doors, and
calls and invitations came upon them.
More dress was needed, taxes and in
surance were higb, interest to be paid,
and bnsinesa everywhere depressed, and
for two years the debt lay unchanged.
There had been no loss as men count
loss, and yet there had been a great loss;
that debt, which at first lay so heavy on
Mr. Broods, andwwbich he intended to
lift as soon as possible, he had grown
used to, and did not longer feel to be a
burden.
And the dgbt to society troubled Mrs.
Brooks, and tho other parlors must be
furnished, and royally, to match the li
brary, and then a grand reception was
given.
For these money had to be hired.
Benevolent balls and quasi-Mterary so
cieties, fashion’s caprfce mingled with
the dancing parties, and Mrs. Brooks
was worn and weary with the manifold
duties of her position, and must be re
lieved of some household duties, and
another servant was indispensable.
Mr. Brooks confinement to his busi
ness wore upon him, and he most have
recreation, which means a fine horse
and buggy. Bnt it was so selfish for
him and his wife to drive off every even
ing and leave those dear girls at home
after they had been shut np all day in
school So two horses and a carriage
and hostler were needed.
Thus little by little expenses increas
ed, and his business, like ai men’s of
the time, was doll, bnt his was on a
sound basis; -be was yet young and full
of energy, and no one feared the result,
nor had he one thought of danger.
A party was made up for the seashore.
They joined it; it was their flnt indul
gence of the kind, and a sniff of the salt
sea is a luxury that strengthens.
One morning the bathers were
gay, and Mr. Brooks passed the
ty-line, and the sea never gave
back, j
The estate paid twenty cents on the
dollar.
It was a town of lulls and rooks, un
disturbed by railroad or telegraph-wires.
There was a bit of a village in it, and a
“white sky-pointing spire,” of conrse,
for it was in New England, and equally,
of coarse, and for the very same reason
there most lie economy in all things,
and the “first floor” of the spire-crown
ed building was the Town Hall, where
in jjoliticians fought and wandering
minstrels amused, and stray lecturers
edified. t
But between the hall and spire lay the
church, Clean and bright, where the
farmers napped, and their wives chewed
caraway seed, while warned of am and
judgment in words as eloquent as could
be hired for $£00 a year and the parson
age—a clean little white cottage.
In that same parsonage a lad, bright
and energetic—boys are like the moth
ers, biologists tells ns—was fitting for
learned and lazy
very
safe-
him
his
and each made the other strong to labor
and to wait, and love made labor a
pleasure, Bnt he was young and on-
known, and people not so quarrelsome
as they might have been, so the money
they had saved from teaching grew less
daily.
“It would hurt my reputation to have
bills in the city, and i have been think
ing where 1 can hire a little money,” he
said one evening.
"Don’t hire money! I wonld rather
live on bread and water, potatoes and
salt, any starvation diet than have a
debt dragging yon down. I will open a
select school, until people grow to ap-
praeciate yon.”
“Yon have enough to do now.”
“I haven’t half enough. I shall mat
out. And yon give a free lecture, show
your talent, get into the papers. We
have been Mioawbers long enough.”
“If I had your energy-—”
“If you haven’t, who has? when I
gave myself to yon, do yon think I re
served my energy.”
“Yon have reserve energy enough for
two.”
“Then let ns call np our reserve forces
and give battle to the world!”
“O, Harriet, yon are a jewel”
“I certainly do not propose to be a
mill-stone.”
The lecture was given, the school was
opened, ■ cases came to the lawyer and
steadily, bnt slowly at first, came money.
They became leaders in church work
and literary circles, and positions of
trust and honor were laid at their feet.
And when the Brooks’ mansion, its
books, pictures and statuary were sold,
Edward bought and paid for all
Enormont Eater*.
The F«rfum«ry Trad*.
Bright Star ef Honing.
The Corporal and tha vow.
college, under
father. But
“We are not wholly brain
Magnetic mockeries.”
At least so Tennyson says. And Ed
ward had an eye for rosy cheeks and
bright eyes, as well for Greek roots.
And the particular pair that sparkled
back to his on Sunday, on week days
helped her busy mother look well to the
ways of the household, in a white cot
tage . that crowned a hill-top, the sides
of which hill were intermixed with sheep
and stones in such dire confusion that a
little way off one could not tell the one
from the other.
One bright Jane morning Harriet
had skimmed the milk, washed the
bnght pans, and made a pyramid in the
son that sparkled like stars. And
hamming a good old hymn of Watt’s
her deft hand was now smoothing and
trying to polish the family linen for the
coming Sunday, that dress-day of coun
try towns, when bodies as well as sonls
put on their best. Harriet song slower
and slower, as she thought faster and
faster, and she stepped carolling, to
say:
‘Mother! when the summer work is
over, couldn’t you get along without my
help?”
“Whj, Harriet! what do you want to
do?”
Harriet hesitated; it was a great
thing she longed for, bnt at last she
said:
“Yon know most of the g'ris around
here nave been to Dick Act. lemy and
boarded themselves; why can’t I for a
term or two?”
“Your father and I have been talkin’,
that John hadn’t ought to come of fge
till he’d been to the Academy.”
“O, mother, let ns both go! it is only
four miles and a half, yon know, from
here, and father or Jesse can oome after
us every Friday night, and Safeuday’sl
will cook np enough to last ever the
week, except meat and potatoes, and
those 1 can cook there, so I can board
him and myself, and we can both jjo as
cheap as he oonli go alone.”
‘Til talk with yoor father about it.”
And they went. The one term ran into
two years. Then Jesse, tLe bashful
book-worm, was to go, and he wished
sister Harriet to stay with him; and she
did wish she could fininh the full course,
and had been -a good scholar,- and,
good girl, had worked early and late
aud willing] v through the summer va
cations, so that it
her.
And, too, perchatce her future happi
ness was more or less bound np in her
books. For Edward, in his college va
cation, had told his love, and the shrewd
common sense of -the sturdy farmer
knew his daughter most be fitted for the
educated life she was to share, or Ed
ward wonld forget his love, if not
before marriage and desert her, he
would after marriage and neglect her.
And another three yean were added to
her conrse, and she graduated, healthy,
happy and strong, the valedictorian of
her class of thirty-nine students.
And in doe tune Edward and she
married, and he pat ont a law sign.
There was no style, no elegance in
the three rooms of their new home, bnt
a great deal of happiness, lor their
studies and reading and tastes wets one,
For many years there liyed in Albany
or Waterford a man named Peter Ellis,
or Ellison. He died about three years
ago. At the time of his death he must
haye been near seventy years of age.
The writer saw him at Saratoga Springs
in the summer of 1876. He was then a
large, loose-made, big-boned man, not
much under six feet in height He was
known as a most enormous eater. A
dressed turkey, weighing twenty-one
pounds, was roasted, and on a wager
Ellison ate the whole of it at one sitting,
or within about the usual time occupied
at dinner, together with bread and some
kind oi wine. A dozen years ago a New
York sporting man made an offer in the
way of a bet to the late John Morrissey
that he could produce a man who wonld
eat a twenty- three pound dressed turkey
roasted, and when he named Peter Elli
son as his man, Mr. Morrissey said, “I
know the man,” and the offered bet was
not accepted.
At the time alluded to, when the
writer mdt Peter Ellison, the old man
related the particulars of an eating
match between another man and himself
which took place many years before at
Snediker’s, on Long Island, then a well-
known roadside inn much frequented
by lovers of the horse. The dinner was
to consist of broiled spring chickens,
bread and wine. The chickens were to
be splif open at tbe back, and broiled
whole, or, as Peter termed it, “in
spread-eagle style,” and each man to
take the half given him by the carver
and referee. Ellison ate thirty-two
halves, being t sixteen chickens, and won
the bet.
In tne spring of 1846, at the season of
making maple sugar, a student of the
seminary at Manchester, YL Albert
Pettibone, then 19 years old, alter eating
what he wanted of hot maple sngar at
tbe sugar house of his father, in that
town, finished np by eating twenty-four
hard-boiled eggs. This was witnessed
by a number of Pettibone’s fellow stu
dents, whom he had invited to the sugar
house to eat maple sngar and see the
process of “snganng off,”
Daring the first cholera season in this
country, that of 1832, two women living
in the Marcley, or Kniskerokorf neigh
borhood, now in the town of Esperance,
Schoharie county, sat down by them
selves to a dinner of boiled green corn.
After eating awhile they bantered one
another as to which could eat the most
of that succulent dish when green and
properly boiled. One of the women ate
twenty-six ears of corn and the other
twenty-nine. The latter felt no ill effects
Some kinds of perfumery are worth
their weight in gold. ’ The export of
fine perfumery is principally from
Grasse, Nice, Cannes and Bremen.
The business is divided into two parte.
The manufacturer extracts from the
flowers their essentLfi ofis. The per
fumer buys these oik,' pomades and
extracts, and compounds them in seve
ral ways,
Only about a dozen of all the fragrant
flowers in the world are used in the
manufacture of perfumery, yiz,: the
violet, rose, orange flower, jasmine,
tuberose, cassia, lavender, thyme, rose
mary, geraniums, jonquil and* fennel.
The rose and the orange sKfLihe most
valuable. Of the numerous varieties
of the rose, only one is used, the Prov
ince rose, single, pale pink, the most
sweet smelling of roses; not hardy.
Picking for perfumery occurs in al
most every mouth of the year. It is
a paradoxical fact in the business that
the bitter orange yields the best blos
soms for perfumery. One ton of blos
soms yields two pounds eight ounces of
oil neroli The fruit of the bitter
orange yields a very hue essential oil,
bigarade. It is used in many scents.
Tne orange tree, cultivated for its oiL
lasts with care over 200 years.
One ton of the distilled leaves of the
scented verbena geranium yields from
24 to 80 ounces of tbe essential oil.
The flowers of the jasmine are picked
jnst after sunset in July, and in the
morning, as soon as the dew is off, in
Angnst. The jasmine is a peculiarly'
delicate flower. Its essential oil is so
volatile that it cannot be extracted by
distillation, tbe heated water decompos
ing it is so that only a faint tinge of
the perfume is left in the water that
pusses through the refrigerant
Like the jasmine, the oil ef the tube
rose cannot be extracted by distillation.
Tne perfume of the oassie is much used
in compounds. The process of manu
facturing perftimes is in itself very
interesting, especially to the ladies.
A ton of ruses yields only two ounces
of the attar. If kept at a temperature
below 60 deg., attar crystalizes; if kept
open to the air and light, it is easily
volatized. Perfumed oik are made by
putting fresh quantities of flowers into
the finest of virgin olive oil from 20 to
30 different times. The essential oil of
flowers has a strong affinity to lard or
grease. The latter, rendered as white
as snow, is perfectly saturated witn the
flowers. The process is repeated many
times. In this way we have pomade
of rose, oassie and violet The affinity
of the perfume of flowers for alcohol is,
however, stronger than lor grease.
Pomades, immersed in alcohol, are
rendered into extracts','-thaTgr&ase leav
ing the perfume. It is safe to say that,
among the numerous articles of toilet,
the manufacture of perfumed pomades,
perfumed oil and high-priced periumery
generally is as a sealed book to many
persons.
Flooding tbe Sahara.
The only important objection which
has tnus far been urged against the un
dertaking has arisen in the apprehen
sions expressed by a few scientists that
tbe evaporation produced by so large
and so shallow a body of water, exposed
to the tropical sun, would be sufficient
to deluge northern Europe with incess
ant rains, and to reduce materially the
temperature in all the countries north
of the Alps, it has even been feared
that winds freighted with moisture on
crossing the cold summits of the Alps,
would precipitate vast volumes of water
and produce a degree of cold which
wonld give Denmark and northern Ger
many a semi-Arctic climate and produce
a glacial epoch farther north. Is it not
probable that all such apprehensions
arise out of a misunderstanding as to
the topography of the Sahara and North
Africa? The entire region to be flooded
is practically shat in by mountain-chains
on all sides. 'The Atlas Mountain* on
the north, lifting their snow-clad peaks
in some instances 12,000 feet, afford a
sufficient bulwark for the protection of
Europe from increased humidity, The
only possible nortUernly outlet for air
from El Ji
currents^from ElJjjf \joqld be across
from her extraordinary meah -The otUfer’ JEunisflsr'a tmthMukerly direction over
was almost immediately taken sick and
died within thirty-six hours. The doc
tor said she died of Asiatic cholera.
The Orest Mogul,
was not easy to refuse
The following good story comes from a
quarter where we are assured “Its correct
ness can be vouched for, ” Many years ago,
at tbe tune of a great ceremony, Windsor
Castle was honored with the presence of
three sovereigns. After breakfast the
three potentates walked and talked on the
celebrated “slopes,” and were, of course,
in “mufti.’’ They were delighted with
the grounds, and entered presently isto con
versation with a gardener, who evidently
took them for a party of “gentlemen’s gen
tlemen” out for a stroll. After some little
affable talk he could not resist the query:
“Now, who may yon gents be?” “Well,"
said the spokesman, “this gentleman here
happen* to he the King of Prussia; that
one standing by your side is the Emperor
of Austria, and as tor myself, 1 am the
Emperor of Russia.” This was carrying
the joke too far, thought the gardener.
“I’ve seen fiPIot of queer furrin gents here
lately, but this beau meso he burst out
in a rather rude guiraw. “Well, my
tnend,” said the Emperor Nicholas, “you
seem amused; perhaps you will tell us
who you are.” “Ob I certainly,” so tak
ing up tbe skirt of his coat with the action
of a great eagle spreading out his wings,
and spinning round on his heels, he said:
“ft you are all what you say you are, why,
1 am the Great Mogul?” The three majes
ties roared with laughter, and returning to
tbe castle, told the story at the luncheon
table, to the immense amusement of toe
Queen and Prince Albert.
The Hair.—To prevent the hair from
falling out, apply once a week a wash
made of one quart of boiling water, one
ounce of pulverised borax, and half. an
ounce of powdered camphor. Rub on with
a sponge or piece of flannel
—Montgomery, Alabama, expects to
handle 140,000 bale* of cotton ibis
eon.
Venus is the morning star, the brightest
and fairest of the throng that grace the
morning sky. She rises now three hours
before the sun, shining with the serene 1
radiance that distinguishes her, and con
tinues to be visible long after the lesser
s f an have melted away. On tbe 16th at
two o’clock in the morning Venus reaches
her greatest western elongation. Here
her westward course ends, bhe is 46 de
grees 62 minutes west of the sun and can
go no farther from him. The inexorable
laws that rule her movements compel her
to retrace her steps. It is easy io keep
the run of their paths, especially in the
case of Venua. No planet of tbe system
presents wo many points of interest or is
so closely allied to toe pUuet ou which
we dwell as Venus. She is our nearest
neighbor except the moon, is nearly like
the earth in dimensions, in the length of
her day and night, m the poesession of at
mosphere and in the probable mountainous
conditions of her surface. Besides she
gratifies our sasthetic perceptions by being
the most beautiful star the eye beholds
and she is the only planet that is visible
Ip the presence of the noonday sun. Hhe
is therefore a most interesting planetary
itudy. Those who were eye-witnesses
of her recent transit have a tangible point
from whichto commence cbeervation. They
saw for themselves the inferior conjunc
tion when Venus passed between the
earth and the sun, the transit when pas
sing over the sun’s disc, she changed from
from an evening to a morning star, de
serting tbe sun’s eastern side and appear
ing upon his western side. Since that,
time she has been moving westward, ris
ing earlier every morning, passing her
p. riod of greatest brilliancy and turning
more ot her illumined surface towards
US.
On the 16lh a change occurs. She is
stationary for a few days aud then com
mences to make her way back towards
the sun, for she has passed her western
elongation, one of the four prominent
poin.s in her path. She will move slow
ly, retracing her steps towards tue sun,
until she reaches superior conjunction in
September and completes her course as
morning star and completes also half her
synodic period. Observers, following the
path of the beautiful star, will see that
alter elongation she rises later and that her
bright face perceptibly pales until she ap
proaches the sun so closely as to be lost
to view in his bright beams. She is a
charming object in the telescope during
tbe month,, shining as a crescent until
elongation, then taking on the lovely as
pect of a half moon.
Tbe Elephant and the Juke.
the widest part of the Mediterranean.
Gurrento moving in that direction, if
they reached Europe at all, wonld tonch
the shores of Greece after they had tost
most of their humidity. M. de Lessepe,
after a careful examination of Hie
question, is convinced that it wonld
result in the general improvement of the
climate of Europe rather than to its
detriment. The advantage of the in
creased evaporation to North Africa
oannnot be over-estimated. The snow-
clad cliffs of Aban, lying to the east of
the proposed sea, and tbe Kong Moan-
tains to th“ south, would bring down
upon the parched desert grateful rains,
which, with the assistance of cultivation,
would in time no doubt redeem thous
ands of square miles from the desolation
of the sands.
A Bevol nUonarjr Mere.
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Ju accordance with a vote of
town of Framingham last April,
committee m charge of the matter
placed a neat granite memorial over the
grave of Peter Salem, bearing the fol
lowing inscription: “Peter Salem, a
Soldier of the Revelation. Died Au
gust 16, 1816. Concord, Banker Hill,
Saratoga. Erected by the town, 1862.”
Peter Salem was the negro man who
pa. ticulariy distinguished himself in
the Revolutionary War by shooting
down Major Pitosirn at the battle of
Banker Hill, as he was mounting a re
doubt and shouting, “The day is oars!”
Pitcairn fell back into Hie arms of his
son. Peter Salem served faithfully in
the war for seven years in the compa
nies of minute men under the command
of Captain John Nixon and Captain
Simon Edgell, of Framingham, and
came ont of it unharmed. He wji a
slave, and was owned orij
Captain Jeremiah Belknap, of
ingham, being sold by bun to Major
Lawson Buckminster, of that town, he
becoming a free man when be joined
the army.
The Rev. Mr. Watson gives a very
curious story in illustration of this ani
mal’s wonderful long memory of a wrong
suffered. One of those poets of society,
“a practical joker,” visited a caravan in
a West of England Fair and tried his
stupid tricks upon an elephant there. He
first doled out to it, one by one, some
gingerbread nuts, and when the grateful
animal was thrown off its guard he sud
denly proffered it a large parcel wrapped
in paper. The unsuspicious creature ac
cepted and swallowed the lump, but im
mediately began to exhibit signs of intense
suffering, and snatching up a bucket
banded it to Pie keeper tor water. This
being given to it, it eagerly swallowed
quantities of tbe fluid. “Hal” cried the
delighted joker, “1 guess those nuts were
a trifle hot, old fellow,” “You bad better
be off,” exclaimed the keeper, “unless
yon wish the bucket at your bead. ” The
fool took the hint only ijust in time, for
the enraged animal, having finished the
sixth buekettul, hurled the bucket after
Us tormentor with such force that had he
lingered a moment longer his life might
have been forfeited. The affair had not
however, yet concluded. The following
year the show revisited the same town,
and the foolish joksr, like men of his
genus, unable to profit by experience,
thought to repeat hia stupid trick on the
elephant. He toqg two lots of nuts into
the show with him—sweet nuts in one
pocket and hot in the other. The ele
phant had not forgotten the jest played
upon him and therefore accepted the
cakes very cautiously. At last the joker
proffered a hot one; but no sooner had
the injured creature discovered its pung
ency than it seizeu hold of its persecutor
by the coat-tails, hoisted him up by them
and held him until t ley gave way, when
be tell to the ground. The elephant now
inspected the severed coat-laus, which,
after he had discovered and eaten all the
sweet nuta, he tore to rags and flung after
their discomfltted owner.
tdUalan Courage.
I should rather incline to think that
mere courage la more general among Rus
sians than among any other people nowa
days. I mean the unreasonable, irrespon
sible readiness of a dog to risk life and
liberty upon provocation. Not more vo
lunteers rush out, when a desperate enter
prise is mooted, than from our own ranks;
more than all is a mathematical absurdity.
But the Englishman stakes his life in
another, a grander spirit. He feels and
reckons with the pent Be’ore meeting
it, so far as 1 have seen examples, be is
eiuiet, thoughtful, contemplating the worst
and making the arrangements. A Russian
scorns all of that, does not even think of
ft After assuring himself, rather roughly,
that the needful dispositions have been
made, he becomes the lightest-hearted ef
the company lo which he hastens, I do
not say affects to become, tor it may well
be that deadly danger stirs him to mirth,
aa it stirs another man equally as brave to
self-commune. I cannot forget at^instance
on Radisovo Hill the morning of the great
attack. An infantry regiment stood at
ease in the ram, waiting tbe order to des
cend into that valley blind with smoke
echoing with thnd of guns and angry
crackle of musketry. The colonel and a
staff captain approached and asked us to
accept charge of lettera for their wives, to
be forwanted in case of accident. Then
they stood chatting of London and Pans
with tbe warmth of men whose hearts were
there, though the battle raged closer, and
a ball now and then spun musically about
their heads. Thsy asked the precise story
of a scandal half forgotten now, and their
shrewd comment told they were attending
closely when an aide came galloping
through the mist. Three minutes after*
w Jd the doomed regiment filed away down
toward the va'ley of death.
When Lafayette visited America in
1824, his route of travel brought him to
Concord in New Hampshire, whence he
was to cross the country to Burlington, in
Vermont aud to Troy, N. f. Bradford at
Burlington was astonished and dellghtedjby
a notice that the guest ot America, with
his attending snite would pan a night at
the hotel, tbe same being now occupied by
Mr. Gillis. Great preparation were aU
made, and from the whole country round
the patriotic people poured into the village
and were received by Lafayette in the
large ball room of the hotel. For la the
north country every inn has a ball room,
which in winter is used by sleighing par
ties, and balls are au established New
England country custom from old post
Puritan times.
The room, which might hold 200 people
in a standing position, was densely packed
and a crowd who had passed in and out
were around the house and in the hills,
and among them an old revolutionary
soldier, silent and altogether neglected.
One may well imagine the solitary man,
looking into the crowd with the glitter of
uniforms and hearing the Babel of voices
honoring the stranger whom he had
honored in very much darker places. And
now it occurred to some of the turbulent
people to obtain a little fun out of the old
soldier.
“Here’s the corporal who says he knows
Lafayette, let’s take him to the general.”
And they pressed in with him through
the crowd, and pushed him into the door
of the large room, and the people inside
thinking it a new arrival of importance,
parted a little openmg of a lane to where
Lafayette stood with a group of officers.
Two or three led ike gray-haired veteran,
shrinking at first, but suddenly straighten -
mg up to bis tall form and Sitd :
“General, here’s an old man who says
that be knows you.”
Whether Lafayette heard or understood
the words ot this rude presentation is not
known, but he fixed his eyes an instant on
the soldier, stepped forward with both
hands outstretched and exclaimed:
“It is Corporal Blood 1"
Then the old soldier broke down and the
general comforted him with kindly worde,
and tbe American and French party gath
ered around tbe two. aud then and there
Lalayette told tbe same story that Corporal
Blood had told so often to incredulous
people, ho tv to the most trying times of
those memorable days of soul and body
trial, when food was very scarce, aud offi
cers aud men were starving, the orders
sternly forbade taking any provisions from
the inhabitants without payment, and all
supplies for love or money were exhausted.
The general had accidentally overheard a
soldier saying, he knew where there was
a cow concealed, and but tor the orders he
could get it.
The general sent for the soldier, who
was Corporal Blood, aud q tesuoned him,
and as the case was one of starvation, gave
the order to seize the cow and the money
to pay for it. The relief, small as it was,
when the corporal brought in the beef,
was so sensible that the general thanked
him and often afterwards recognized and
thanked him. Forty years later he had
not forgotten the corporal or the cow.
It is needless to add that Corporal
Bhod went out of the bait room that night
a mighty man of valor aud veracity. It
is not stated that he ever presumed on this
triumphant vindication of his word. But
if be had chosen to say that ho haa dined
with George Washington, George of Cap
padocia and George, king of England,
while Iskander Bey served wine for the
three, he may have been believed m his
native town.
Wbulebune.
The principal application of whalebone
now is that in making whips and corsets.
Steel has mostly displaced whalebone la
umbrellas and parabola. Some years ago
umbrella ribs were made in France of aa
excellent imitation of whalebone (not dis
tinguishable, indeed, till fractured):
but it is no longer heard of. Genuine
whalebone is often made white aud used
with garments of muslin or the like, not
being seen through these so easily as the
dark sort. The newest application of
whalebone is that to hats; it is cut Into
fine strips and interlaced with straw.
Such hats are very dear. Another novel
ty is “whalebone ribbon.” For this white
wh&lcbone is generally used, and the
shaving is so thin that ordinary print can
be read through it. It is often colored
blue, red, or green, and used by saddlers
in making rosettes. Walking sticks of
whalebone are also la good demand. The
exceptionally thick strips cut for this pur
pose are rounded hy being drawn through
holes in a steel plate. Billiard pvis of
whalebone nrist be very smooth and cat of
a certain exact thickness. Fishing rods
are maae of two carefully worked strips
of whalebone with thick silk thread wound
around them. Penholders and other small
ait cles are made of whalebone at tne lathe.
The hair cat off the raw whalebone was
formerly used for brushes, but it is now
mostly replaced by other materials. It is
largely crisped and used as a filling for
mattresses. Tins list by no means ex
bausts the uses of whalebone, which is
continually being applied in new ways.
Needed more Ijand,
FOOD FOB THOUGHT.
While some fishermen in the Adirondack
region were digging worms one day last
fall, on a piece of cleared land, the owner
suddenly appeared and demanded five dol
lars damages.
“Damages!” echoed one of the fisher
men, “why, there are no crops here.’’
“I know it—no crop but worms. You
don’t suppose 1 d De foolish enough-to try
to ruse wheat or corn here, do you?’’
“And do you call two dozen worms
worth five dollars ?”
“I shall have to. That will be my only
income this whole season from -eighty
acres, and you see I must have some little
return or move off.”
He wss given his choice between ac
cepting halt a dollar or kckiog tbe crowd*
and he pocketed the com with the mourn
ful observation:
“This will never, never do. I see I’ll
have to buy to at least 60,000 acre* to get
income enough to. keep patches ou my
knee*” ,
EBOONa’s epitaph: “My Lord,” said
Dr. Parr to Erskine, whose conversa
tion hod delighted him, “should yon die
ijrst J mean to write your epitaph.”
“Dr. Parr,” was the reply, “it is a temp
tation to commit suicide.
That which is bitter to be endured
may be sweet to be remembered.
Who is lavish with promises is apt to
be ppmnrioas In performances.
Don’t beUeys half yon hear, bat make
•ore that yon believe all you say.
Imputations, however unjust, sally,
if they do not stain, a character.
The cheapest advice is thst whieh
costs nothing, and is worth nothing.
A Christian should show his religion
over a courier as well as at an altar.
Love mocks all sorrows bnt its own,
and damps each joy he does not yield.
There are no oaths that make so
ma&y perjurers as the vows of love.
Why are women like ohnrches? Be
cause there’s no living without them.
What piece of carpentry becomes a
gem as soon 4s it is finished? A-gate.
An apt quotation is like a map which
flings its light over the whole sentence.
All men are liberal, some to Hioae
who are in need, and others to them
selves.
With patience, sour grapes become
sweetmeats, and mulberry leaves turn
to satin.
What we charitably forgive will be
recompensed as well as what we char
itably give.
Many a man has no genuine faith
who never in his life denied or doubted
the gospel.
“Raindrops on the roof. - ’ Of course
it drops on the roof. That’s what the
roof is for,
Inquirer:—What is the extreme pen
alty for bigamy? Two mothers-in-law.
Why is a pig with a twisted tail like
tbe ghost in Hamlet? Because it could
a tail unfold,
Latin is a dead language, and that is
why doctors use it for writing out their
prescriptions.
To ednoate the mind and let manners
and heart ran wild, curses humanity
with mildew.
“The parting gives me pain,” as the
man said when he hod a troublesome
tooth extracted.
The Spartan mother when she gave
her son his shield said, “With it my
son or upon it.”
Cut the most agreeable acquaintance
yon possess when he convince* you that
he lacks principle.
In pocket-picking, as in almost every
thing else, a man never succeeds until
lie gets his liand in.
A wit being asked, on tbe failure of
a bank, “Were you not upeet?” replied,
“No; I only lost my balance.”
A law student once defined libel as
“something a man says and afterwards
wishes to goodness he hadn’t.”
Do yon believe in ghosts? “asked a
lady of Uoieridge,” “No, madam,” he
replied, “I have aeen too many/’
Language is the amber in which a
thousand precious thoughts have been
safely imbedded and preserved.
There are lying looks as well as lying
words, dissembling smiles, deceiving
signs, and even a lying silence.
Exaggerated language, noisy prates-
lotions, violent censure, ail betray an
element of weakness somewhere.
A word of kindness is seldom spoken
iu vain. It is a seed which, even when
dropped by chance, springs up a flower
There is no singular to the word
alms, to show a single act of money
giving does not merit the name of
ohanty.
The man who enslaves himaalf to his
money, is proclaimed in our vary lan
guage to be a miser, or a miserable
man.
Tbe more an idea is developed the
more concise becomes its expression;
the more a tree is pruned, the better
the fruit.
By holding a very UtUe misery quite
close to our eyes, we entirely lose sight
of a great deal of comfort beyond whieh
might be token.
Midas longed for gold. He got gold
so that whatever he touched became
gold, and he with hia long ears was
little the better for it.
There are still a few persons at large
who will invest their money in mining
stock in preference to investing in a dog
and shooting the dog.
It is said ninety million iff postage
stamps are cfanoally sold in this country,
and hli of them nave to be licked before
they will do their duty.
Five of the sweetest words in the
English language begin with h—which
is only a breath; heart, hope, home,
happiness and heaven.
If we could get together all the tomb
stones we have set np over broken
resolution* we should have material
enough to set up a marble palace.
The man who womhipa tbe fortune
he has made, is no more intelligent
than the heathen who prays to the little
wooden god he has whittled into shape.
The devil tempts men through their
ambition, their cupidity, or their appe
tite, until he comes to the profane
swearer whom he catches without any
reward.
So it is that a great sdent moving
misery pate a new stomp on ns in au
hour or a moment, as sherp an impres-
aion aa if ft had taken half a lifetime to
engrave it.
Fadladeen’s political conduct and
opinion, were founded upon that line of
Sadi’s, “Should the Prince at noon-day
aay, ‘it is right,’ declare that you be
hold the iroon and stars.”
Tjje painter of Ubede, who, Knag
asked what be was pointing, answered,
“As it may happen,” and who when he
had painted a oook, to prewant imperti
nent'mistakes, wrote under it, “This is
acock,’*
In the old time when the minister
was still invited, in the spring, to make
sprayer for the kleesing upon a piece
of land, the good pastor being teou
to the spot stopped short: “No,
land does not want a prayer, this ‘
went* manure,” a* id Fa
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