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/ f.. •• ■ '*t TRI-WEEKLY EDITION. WINNSBORO. f\ 0.. MARCH 31, 1883. ESTABLISHED 1848 OLD TIMES There’s a beautiful song on the.slumbrous air mat trills through she valley of^rearas; It comes from a clime where the roses were, And a tuneful heart, and bright brown hair That waves h) the morning beams. Soft eyes of azure, and eyas of brown, And snow-white foreheads are there, A glimmering cross and a glittering crown, A thorny bed and a couch of down, Lost hopes and leaflets of prayer. A rosy leaf and a dimpled hand, A ring and a plighted vow; Three golden rings on a broken hand, A tiny track on the snow white sand, A tear andslnlesa brow. Then va tinctureoHrrief In the beautiful song That sobs on the summer air, And loneliness felt in the festiye throng Sinks down In the soul as It tiembles along From a clime where the ros^s arc. f We heard It first at the dawn of day, And It mingles with matin chimes; But years have distance^ the beautiful lay, Aiid its melody flowdth so swiftly art ay, And we call It now “ Old Times.” a:;, , Fred Dayton assisted his wife’s cousin, Jenny Searles, into the carnage that was waiting for her at the station. She had been his wife’s bridesmaid, and he sighed as he looked iQ her smil ing face. It was three years since that so-called happy event occurred, but though she was a tiifle more staid and dignified, she had the same happy smile, neat, trim appearance that he so well remem bered. “You will find Fanny a good deal al tered,” he said, taking a seat by her side. Jenny cast a somewhat surprised glance Ait the grave face of the speaker. Why, how ? Has she been ill ?” fell, no ! I can’t say that she has been ill,” was the hesitating reply; “but she—gbe’s changed. Marriage don’t seem to have agreed with her veiy well.’ Jenny looked earnestly into the frank, kindly face of the speaker. ( ■ Was it bis fault?—-for there mu»t be a fault somewhere. The house, as the carriage stopped in front of it, looked as if it was all shut up. If Jenny had expected to see her cousin in the hail she was disappointed. Fred looked slightly disconcerted as he glanced around. “Fanny’s in her room, I suppose jIU hunt her up.” “Ah ! there you are, Fan,” Here a dowdily-dressed woman made her appearance at the other end of the hall, whom Jenny would have failed to recognize had it not been for the warm embrace and eager greeting. After leading the way to the dark anjl rather uuiuij Biiun*-*\K«n, nanny# animation all at onoe forsook her, and, throwing herself upon the sofa, she hurst into tears, much to Jenny’s sur prise and consternation. “The signt of you reminds me so of the happy past?” sighed Fanny, as she wiped away her tears, “And the present is not less happy, 1 hope ?” suggested Jenny, feeling lor her cousin's husband, who looked fool ishly conscious that he was in some way considered to be at fault. “Fanny’s only reply was a mournful ■hake of the head, which, rightly inter preted, meant that she never expected to be so happy again as long as she lived. i Putting his hands in his pockets Fred walked to the window, whistling softiy to himself with an ill dissembled air of unconcern. • i • “Ii you knew how that noise goes through my head, Fred !” remonstrated Fanny, as she rang for Ann to take away her oouain’s things. Fred ceased whistling, taking himself ont of the room at the same time. Fanny gave her cousin a look, as much a# to say ; “You see what I have to put up with ?” Jenny now had opportunity to serve her more particularly. It was nearly dinner tiatte, and still she had on the calico wrapper she had worn at bnsakfast ; not much soiled, but sun laoea and wrinkled. In asking and answering questions the time passed rapidly until It was nearly time for dinner. “I had no ides it was so near dinner time,” said Jenny, rising to her feet, as sue glanced at her watch. “I shall hardly give you time to dress.” “On ! I shan’t make any change in my drees ; there’ll be nobody.Vmt hus band at dinner, and yon won’t mind.” VHo, certainly, I sha’n’t mind.” • There was more than this on Jenny’s lips, but ahe checked henwlf. There could scarcely be a greater con- gradualiy absented himself, until he rarely spent an evening at home. ‘Ms Mr. Day tor ont this evening ?” inquired Jenny, as, entering the sitting- room, she glanced around. “You need never ask that question,” returned Fanny; “he’s always out.” Jenny had long wished for an oppor tunity to ta’k with her cousin. After a moment’s grave silence she said : “And do yon know what the end of tbii will be, Fanny ?” “Ruin, I suppose," was the bitter re sponse. “But there is no help for it, as I see. It is something for which I am not responsible.” ‘‘But I thin^ yoq/re, Fanny.” *T?” replied Fanny, opening her eyes widely; “what can you mean ?’’ " * Just what I say, my dear cousin. When you married Frederick Dayton no man was more domestically inclined or fonder of his wife and home than he.’ “He got over it bravely 1” qxclaimed Fanny, with a bitter laugh. “He don’t act as if he had the slightest affection for me, and seems to prefer any place to his home.” ^“And’ie not thik in » great Measure your own fault ? Nay, look not so an- giy, dear cousin ; I love you too well to see you recklessly throning away your happiness and his. Did not the altera tion yon speak of spring from the change in you? We cannot love what is unlovely. No man can love a wife who takes no pains to make her person neat and at tractive or a home that is full of bick erings and discomfort. Before your marriage you would have been terrified at the iJea-of his catching a glimpse of you in the attire m wtncn you now al low him to see you all day. Why should you seek to look less pleasing in his eyes now than then ?” “It is impossible for a married wo man to dress as she did when a girl, and no fian has a right to expect it.” “Every man has a ngiit to expect his wife to have sufficient respect for him to present a neat and tidy appearance. You did not consider it too much trou ble to dress when Judge Harry called on you. And last evening, at tne party, when Mr. Howard picked up your hand kerchief, you received it with a look and smile such as I have not seen you bestow upon year husband, even when he took twice the pains to please you 1” You are very severe,” said Fanny, her eyes filling with tears. “Faithful are the wounds of a friend, My dear Fanny, two ways are open to you. You can either make' home to your husband the dearest place in the wcrld, and yourself one of the most be loved and happy of wives, or you oau alienate his affections, driving him to haunts and companionship that will wreck the peace and happiness of both.’, n—. tu. j- ~ .M»eAin>icu vj m«v- advent of viaiidrs. Jenny returned home the next morn ing, so she had no opportunity of know ing what effect her earnest appeal had upon the better feelings of her cousin. It was some months before Fanny and Jenny met again, and then it was at the marriage that transformed the latter into the loved and loving wife of the husband of her choice, Tne happy smile on the lace cf Fred, and whicn v?as rtfleeted back from the • failing eyes of his wife, told of the happy change that had been wrought. “Fred spends all his eveuings at home now,” said Fanny, giving her cousin a significant li Lout on the Frame. ‘ Making Oil-Fainttnc*. - — ■ % Oil paintings, 24 by 36 inches, finely mounted and stretened, 'are sold in New York at a profit for fitly dollars a hun dred. Eight artists have b;-en known to .produce 125 of .these painting in a day. Lvge handsome fiat Hutch gilt frames for the paintings sell for V. These are wholesale rates. The pictures retail from „ cab in. , $2 apiece up, and one of. them has been One morning, just as tne family were ris- ^ ^ ^ ^ $250. They are sold chief- ob “Why shouldn’t I ?” cried the happy Lsband, “when I have the’dearest wite Die I V husbam and the Dieasuntest koras in the world!’ i Old Songs, and New. -Sr* Of the old sentimental songs you can well say tnat they never die out nor will any new onelj though there are a great many beautiful ones lately written, ever replace them. There’s “Annie I^nrie,’ can you imaging It to be very. old t Well, it », and lovely-women and tlTver-tongued tenors still linger tenderly over the words *f Douglas to Ills sweetheart Annie, have heard a song lately that you can pre dict agrowing popularity for if you de S1re . 'It I*. “ W> Wodwr Spaalr WK«*" Bass By.” Both the words and the air are pretty, and it will hold with the pub- life. Then, again, there are the regulation sentimental songs of the present, - such as “Only a Pansy Blossom,” “When the Clouds Boll By,” and dozens other. These are all termed popular, and deserve to be so. But, to my idc* theM are raftee pretty songs bidden away that seldom come to hgbt, except in some refined private circle where some charming, modest little lady sits down.aV a ivuuo and >genUy touching the ivory keys, pours out a warm, flexible voice in some such cong as “AnM Robin ii — - Cray,” “Love’s Young Dream.” “Long, There coma scarce.y oe agreiuer ouu- A „ Qr ot tbe later tra#t than those two presented at the Back ^ Erin,” “Jamie’s on the Stormy dinner-table, both of nearly the same age, and both endowed uith more than usual personal attractions. At the tune of her maniage, Fanny had been called the prettier ; but it was quite the contrary now, and all the dif ference lay in the drees and expression. It was-impossible for Fred not to no tice the difference, and make a mental comment on it not very flattering to the'wife of his chcioe. The contrast wee too marked to escape her notice, though it was easy to see that ehe aa- cribedthe change to their different conditious. “Ah l you won’t think it's worth while to fuss so much after you’re mar' ried, Jen,” she said, with a laugh. “Perhaps Miss Jenny will think her husband worth dressing for.” retorted Fred. , v , "H she does, I hope it will be for a husband who cares enough for her soci ety to spend one evening at home out of thfhux. Jenny hastened to change the subject, being aided injher endeavor by the ad vent of baby. It was a lovely child, and one would suptkfte would be an additional tie to bind their hearts to gether, but instead of that it was constant bone of oontentitm. Thus matters went on for some days. Jenny observed with pain that Fret was in the habit of spending most hit evenings out. For a while alter she came he stayed in, but mortified as msU as irritated by his wile’s slovenly appearance and fretful complaining, he 10 * Sea.” Ah, I can remember my mother, with her silver hair, sitting at an old-fash ioned mdodeon, that pumped so hard ' used to sit on the floor under it at her feet and work the pedals with both hands while she played and sang that song. The quaint, old-style words were better suited to a song written ages ago than to one of as recent origin as it is, Speaking of Long, Long Ago,” Thomas H. Bayley,* an Englishman, wrote that with hunger’s pangs gnawing at his vitals. He had large family and was unable to provide food for their sustenance. He had, also, just risen from a sick bed, where brain fever had confined him for weeks. It was a great song under these circumstances. Foster was a wonder. He was as well known through his songs to Ameriqans as Dickens was through his stories to the English, but was known to very, very, few personally. Of his song, “Old Dog Tray,” 125,000 copies were sold in the first eighteen months after Us publication His “Old Folks at Home” was the best thing he ever wrote, and 400,000 copier were sold by the publishers mat arfX uiued the song, and Foster received flf.OOO as his Share of this sale. 1 tell you it s al ways the publisher that mak.es all the money. We gnnd outthe song, may be under a strong pressure for some necessary of life, never knowing and often not car ing whether it would “catch on” or not. Nq one unacquainted with the difficul ties of western travel can realize how hard' it is to keep a straight course across a Kansas prame. Grass from two feet to- two yards high covers mile after mile with an unvaried sea of green waving billows. There are no trees to guide the eye, no 4 fence to restrain the steps; but footpaths • come to notice constantly—trails made by. Indian, buffalo or wolf, and every trail but the right one may be fatal to the trave • ler. ' A man may be lost half a mile from bis home; and for a child, of course, the prairie is doubly dangerous. It is not un common in Western Kansas for small chil dren to wander away from home and never be seen again. Mr. Joseph tilcments.n neighbor of mine, latelv from home on the plains of Kansas, related the following adventure wtule in search of a lost child, which occurred just before he left that State He owned a very large and a very valu able hound, whicb his two boys, Jack and Oscar, had named Rowdy, and which was their constant companion in all their bunt ing expedifous. They bad trained nim to hunt for them, so that by merely letting him smell one of the boy’s garments lie would go out and track its owner at any distance from the bouse. About a mile from Mr. Clements’ home was a small board oabm, belonging to an industrious, German and his wife. Mr. Clements had sometimes seen a little yel low-haired boy playing near the One morning, just as tne family were ns- gold as high mg from the breakfast-table, the German’s ’ w by p eac f] ( wife came to the house in great distress. “Mein Hanka I mem Hauka is gone 1 Mein kind i*t lost I Help me find Hanka! Ach! mein Gott 1 (child) ist lost!” she cried, over and over. The family gathered around her and learned from her broken words that her iltle boy had wandered away from the cabin and was lost. He had been gone since daybreak, and she had no idea which way he Wf’fit. Her husband was sick, in bed, she said, and could not help her search for the child, and she had come to the neighbors for aid. Mr. Clements and his boys were, of course,eager to help the distracted mother, but as she bad no idea which direction the child had taken, they hardly knew what course to pursue. “Father, I believe Rowdy could find him, if he had something of the child’s to smell 1” said Oscar, eagerly. “I don’t know. He has not been used to tracking any one but you and Jack. We can try him, though,” said Mr. Clements. “Get ready and come with me, and bring the dog.” He told the woman that if she would take them to her cabin and give them one J^’gmdea ' tFera tC the rude home where her “man,” as sbe said, lay sick. A wagon, a plow and several farm tools were scattered around. Inside was a scanty supply of householu furniture. Near the door lay a small pair of wooden shoe?, which Hanka had kicked off. Rowdy walked up and began to smell of the shoes, which encouraged the boys greatly. The mother brought out a small sock, and Oscar, taking it for Rowdy te smell, then pointed off over the prairie, saying: “Seek him, Rowdy!” Rowdy smelled the little sock, wagged his tail, looked wistfully up in Oscar’s face, rah away a few steps, then came back, and squatted down by bis master’s side with a low whine, |s.if he wanted to understand and could not. Oscar dr?w the little aock along the ground a few feet. Rowdy followed, smelling and whining, and when Oscar stopped he ran on a little ways, looking back to see if Oscar approved. Seeing doubt In their faces, he went back, re peated the action three or four timer, until it seemed useless to try and make him comprehend wh&t was wanted, and the poor mother was growing almost frantic. Finally Oscar threw the little sock far from him, and the dog, with a glad bound, rushed after and brought it proudly back, with head erect, as if he were sure now he had done what they wished. Hut at their looks of disappointment be dropped his tail, and slowlv started to curry tK® mot back to the place where he had picked it up. > !■!*.* '» • I • i But as he dropped it from his mouth, he stopped, snuffed the ground, ran this way and that a moment, to. catch a warmer scent, then ran along slowly, with his nose on the ground, as if deeply interested in something- They a‘l followed, trembling with expectation and hope, vhich might et be sadly disappointed; for it might be only xafiie which Rowdy had scented. Hut on he wept, scenting every tuft of grass or cluster of prairie flowers, stopping an instant, now and then, and snuffing with a long, slow breath, as If to make more sure t! at he was right, wbile they eagerly followed him. The mother was with them, in her excitement and anxiety continually asking: “Will he flnt mein Hanka}” Suddenly the dog stopped, and held his nose high In the air, snuffing at a tall weed. The mother ir* an instant sprang forward with a cry, and caught a small shred ot calico from the bush, shouting: ‘It is Banka’s dress I It is mein Hanka s 1”^ 7;.^ -C The dog started on. For two long hours the company followed him eager, hopeful, anxious. Now the odor of the trail seemed strong, and the dog sure; now it was taint, the paother, least the child should be found dead. ' In an instant- longer the dog rushed furiously forward and they heard bis joy ous bark mipgled with the sound of a child's scream, tor once a gl&d and wel come sound, which the mother echoed shrieking wildly: “Ach I" mein Gott! mein Gott! mein Hanka 1 Mein Hanka its found I Mein kind, mein kind 1” 1 They soon wera beetle her in her al most delirious joy. while the dog seemed to share the general exultation, running to the boy as he lay In bis mother’s arms, licking his hands and 'ace, then rushing up to Oscar and ssemiA as proud as any body at his success. ^ They carried the wetfe* little wanderer back to tne rude cabt' where the sick rather and Jack CTebT^ot so anxiously waited for, them. Whi’f Mr. Clement re mamed in the ‘neighboniood, tfite German family.were his waruest friends. But .wordscould not exptafs their grateful rappreciation of the servi^he had rendered them,,; , —« - lens, who carry stocks of them through alf the mining towns of the West. ■Many show an amount of lalior and skill in execution wqipb it would seem impos sible to command for ten times the price that is asked. They are all landscapes, as nothing else sells so well. The paintings come in many sizes, but the price does not vat, mush**. They generally represent a river, mountains m the distance, a bit of country with fences and trees end here and there a farmhouse. The tintfc are well blended, and at a distance produce a pleas ing effect. This is especially true of the picture intended for the Eastern tiade. Thirteen years ago, when tbe industry was begun, loud, haring colors and br^ad ef fects were in demand, but now such paint ings are only wanted in the West. There they want the gayest of colors, a. d, above all, they must have a castle. Castles of tbe most remarkable dealga are thrown in anywhere. They are created on tho side of a steep mountain or an island in the wild woods. They must have plenty of turrets and battlements. Oue of the larg est of these oil-painting manufactories is in Greenwich street, where there are rooms filled with racks containing hundreds df finished paintings. On an upper floor a repqrtt^||^ei|^wj>«w^s t six.jj work audpafctmgvery rapidly. The'pro prietor is an artist wbo studied lour years under Gerome, in Paris. Finding very little money in high art, he invented a process for the rapid production of cheap pan. tings. The paintings are made on heavy muslin which is first wet and stretched tightly on long frames. It is then cut into the required size, and stretched by a machine on 4 square pine frame, where it is made fast. Next the muslm is tinted a light blue, and after this has dried it is ready for the painter. A coating of oil in first put on It, and then a stencil plate is laid on the muslin. This stencil is of thick paper, with all sorts of odd shapes cut in it. A boy stands on one side ot tbe table and 4 girl on the other, near them are several small pots of paint. They daub the paint into the boles in tbe stencil plate with great rapidity. When the stincil is removed the muslin is seen to be Spotted here and there with paint. Another stencil is then used, wiiose holes correspond to other parts ot the muslin, and more s'encila follow, and when the work is done the muslin Is com pletely covered with a patch-work of va ried colors, it is then banded to a young woman, who blends tbe background. She uses several brushes in running the colors into eacb other, and finally goes over ail with a large camel's hair brush. The re suit is surprising. The patchwork be comes a harmonious combination of blend ed lints. The muslin then voes to a man wno mends the foreground in the same manner. .Next it is dried and passes to the finisher, who works from a model hung fen her easeL She outlines the trees, fen ces, shrubs and other accidents of scenery with extraordinary rapidity. The colors are mixed ready to her hand, and she has simply to lay them 00. A fourth and more skilful artist gives the finishing touches of light and shade. It goes to the artist, who may bs called the architect. He puts in the palaces, castles, houses, and boats. The rapidity and skill with which all work is due to long years of practice. The paint used is common house painter’s paint. In the print room are racks containing small pots of paint ot 80G0 different lints. Mr. Levin says he is obliged to sell very cheaply in order to compete with artists who paint at their homes. He has 100 different styles of pictures, but some sell much better than others. He has tried figure-pieces, but they did not take well. Tbe paint stands tbe test of time very well, and is softened and improved by age. When handsomely framed theae paintings, Mr. Levin says, are sometimes hung in private galleries among expensive paintings. A Noted Datilah Dairy Woman. Mrs. Nielsou, a noted dairy woman in England, took a tour in Sweden and Ger many, and in these countries learned to make butter on the Swartz system, and skim tnilK and when cheese as practiced by Swedes and Germans. Then she re solved upon extending her travels- She knew only her native language and a smattering of German, but with the slend er linguistic equipment she bad tbe cour age to make a tour in England, France, Switzerland, and Holland, picking up knowledge everywhere. She contrived to get such an insight into the dairy systems of these different countries, as to be able to make butter on tne Norman system. C&membert and Brie cheeses aa they are made in France, Edam as it is made in Holland, Cheddar and Cheshire as they are made in England, and Gruyere according to the most approval Swiss process. Mrs. Nelson has a shop in Copenhagen, where she sells her dairy produce, the king being one of her regular customers. Her work in the diary begins at 5 in the morning, and is finished at 1 in the afternoon. Mrs. Nef.sou is then off, by train, to the city, where she is always to be found from 2 o’clock until 8, returning to her country home by the # o’clock train, ready to be gin the same round of work tbe next day. It would be interesting only to practical dairy maids to describe Mrs. Neilson’s methods in detail. Her dairy which is also her kitchen, where cooking and cbeere-making go on simultaneously is but 16 feetsqare, and yet three kind of cheese —Derby, Edam, and Camembert—have been seen in process of concoction together. The mistrees devotes her personal super vision to the most critical parts of the work, but is assisted by her pupils, of whom she has geueraliy about a dozen boarding in the house. For it will not ex cite suprise that her fame has spread far and near, and that farmers are only too glad to send their daughters to study un der such an instructor. The girls stay for various periods from six weeks to two years, usually about six months, and those who stay but a short time are charged proportionately high Ices. All have to work as hard as any ordinary dairy maid, wbile at the farm. Most .of the pupils are the daughters of small farmers. One was pointed out to Mr. Jeukius, however, whose father owned forty cows. This young lady was about to be marriek, and her parents thought themselves fortunate in securing for her, under Mrs. Neilsou, the knowledge by which she would be enabled to turn the dairy, that was soon to be her own, to the host account. It is, perhaps, worth mentioning that ,Mr. Nell- son takes no part of the dairy business himself, and had at first but small faith in the success of bis wife's enterprise. 80 she began by buying her milk of her hus band at what he ragarded as a remuneid- tive selling price, and has continued to do Nielson is still paid for every quart at tne market value, just as his neighbors are. As Mr. Nielson’s pupils do most of the work, her outlay for labor must be very small, and she makes, according to her own statement, between two and three times as much for her butter and cheese as she paj s for her milk. She must, evi dently theretore, be doing a proepeious busines Her profits are of course, all the greater, from the fact that by keeping her own shop she has to make no allowance for those of the factor and retailer. So 1J© Had. I NEWS IN BRIEF. Thtre was a crack nnder tho kitchen door—a crevice large enough for one to put a hand nnder—and early in No vember Mrs. Cripso began saying : “Now, Oripso, don’t let this day pass without nailing down a cleat to stop that crevice. It will let in more cold this winter than two tons of coal can drive out." And Onpso began replying : “Certaiuly, my dear—certainly. That crevice shall be stopped this veiy day.” Ou fifteen different occasions in No vember she reminded him of the fact that be had forgotten tbe crevice. In December the number of occasions was twenty. During the month of January she spoke of it twenty-two tames, iii February she began "Weiring to the matter at each meal, aud the other day she nailed him down with the remark : ^ ‘ ‘Cripso, I am going down town, and I’ll stop on my way and ask a carpenter to come up and fix that door.” “ITl fix it.” “No you won’t 1 You just let it alone. I’ll have a carpenter here before night, and that door will be fixed.” “I say I’il fix it myself—right away —now," and m five mum tea he had saw i;nd hummer and cleat, and was at the job. Mrs. Cripso wont ofl chuckling over her victory, and upon her return her husband said : “Weli, the old crevice is shut up.” “You fixed it, eh?” “Fixed it better than any carpenter you could have sent up, and in ten minutes, too. Come and see.” She took one iook at his work and then sat down and whispered : “Cripso, you just missed it by a hair’s breadth.” “What ?” “Being born a fool ! You have nailed the cleat to the floor inside the door !” 80 he had. He had shut the crevice and door, too, and when he came to realize it he walked slowly out into the back yard and tried to saw his head off on the clothes line. ‘Due’s Two,’’ LotSng hU imputation. Sugar has been denounced by modern chemists as a subetance the effects of which and he would retrace his steps and search loaMyspeplics are deplorable. A writer in hitber and thither for the scent before he the Medicin PracHcien does not partake tdiind it again. of these lea's. He cites ihe case of a dys- ' At last, sinking an , ol<J bffifrio trail. | peptic doctor, who, tor twenty years, had they saw plainly in the dry dust the track of a child’s foot. Tis Banka’s eporr (trril)I ’(.is Hanka’s aporr! Mein kind! mein kina!” screamed the mother. And again ran, closely fol lowing the noble, eager dog. Scenting a trail over dry dust was now difficult for the dog, but he kept on brave ly, teeming almost as excited as the mother or Oscar, who was wild with de light at what hn favorite was accomplun- Early marriages are becoming lees common in Ireland. —Gen. Joseph E. Johnston has been made sick by wearing colored stockings ing. Down and uj? the hillocks the track led, until presently Rowdy stopped. Hia whole manner oeanged. The nos* was no longer placed on the ground. With up raised head and outstretched neck, be went straight on with fixed, excited gaze. Mr. Clements And Oscar knew that he left the track because he had scenten the boy where he lay, but they dared not tell a terror ot sugar, but who now consumes 8} ounces daily without inconvenience. Entering tbe field of experiment in this direction he found that a dog ate 80 grains of sugar with 200 of other food, and six hours alter its stomach showed but little tcod: the mucous lining of the stomach was red and highly congested, and the congestion ot the liver wss notable. An animal; opened after eating 200 grains of food and no sugar showed 90 to 100 of food undigested. Sugar; than, favors the secretion of the gastric juice. Dr. Ankrits and M. Fay*- both agree that cyclones, tornadoes and trembles are one and the same mechanical phenomenon and that their powerful action Is doe to the force in the upper currents. —Ex-Governor Hendricks, of Indi ana, has resumed the pzaettoe of la.. Years ago, in the early days of the Corn- stock excitement, Pat Holland, now post master and coroner ' n a little town in Co chise county, Arizona, was tho most re spected man in the State. He had the reputation of being a dead shot with a pis tol. Of coarse, this accomplishment made him feared by everybody, and there was no man in Virginia so bold as to cross him m pubke. Pat- acquired his reputation by shooting on the stage, and could knock an apple off his son’s head with an accuracy and carelessness whicn combined to im press the public far more then tbe manner in which the painstaking William Tell performed tbe f*tt with an arrow. Finally Fat secured a young lady who would allow an apple to be shot off her flaxen roll, and when Pat executed the feat he would throw his keen eye at the girl, and then lAili iiis urun up luio me gallery, and with out looking at his mark, seud a bullet through the fruit. This was put down on the bills as “Pat Holland’s psychological feat of shooting from memory,” and drew crowded houses. One night he advertised to shoot apples from twelve young ladies’ beads m succession, and only take one look at .the crowd. Piper’s opera house was packed with men at f 1 a head, and fiDrily when the curtain rose, twelve immaculate ballet dancers were in line along the wings, each with an apple on her head. Pat stepped to the footlights and bowed amid tremendoaa applause. He had a six-shoot er in each band, and the stage manager announced that he would shoot the last six apples with his left band. Casting his eye along tbe line, he took a long breath, a steady post'ion, and then faced the audi ence. Lifting hia aevolver, ho began to shoot in rapid succession, and the apples began to fly out of sight amid the breath- ieaa silence of the audience. The curious >art of the performance, however, lay in the fact that by the time Pat cad fired six shots all tbe apples bad disappeared, yet he kept right on banging away with his eft band, amid roars of laughter and de rision. To cap the climax, two apples got tangled together and remained dangling from the edge of a scene in plain sight of the audience. The trick was ai once ap parent. Eacb apple had a fine thread attached, and at the abot was jerked quick ly out of Bight. The supes behind the scenes, who pulled the atringa, got con fused at Pat , rapid firing, and half the apples disappeared before the time. Two were snatched off simultaneously, and the 8tric;,j overlapping in the air brought the lu came a gentleman and sat down and says to the man waiter, very nice and gentle: “Have ypu some nice Providence River oysters?” •‘O! yes," says the waiter. “Real nice ones, now?” says the gentleman. “O, why, certainly,” says the waiter. “Well, I wish you would open forme a dozen, please.” “All right, air,” says the waiter, and he was coming away. uiDWiStci uice'auo Hwwtnr - ““ “We have some powerful fresh but ter,” says the waiter. “Do you have nice fresh milk?” says the gentleman. “Weli. it’s generally so considered,” says the waiter. “Well, how are your crackers, nice and fresh?” says the gentlemau. “Never had no fault found with our crackers," says the waiter. “Then, if you’ll take and make mo up nice litttle stew, John, I’ll be much obliged to you,” says the gentleman. Then he tat him go. When I saw him coming, I says to myself, says I: “How on earth will that man remember all that ere?” But he marched right up to the pipe, and jest opened his mouth, and says: “One’s two,” and that was all. —Flour goes from Minnesota to Europe insured ail the way through un der one polioy. —Governor Butler says that Massa chusetts takes lietter care of her soldiers than any other State, —A handsome monument in honor of Christopher Columbus is to be built by the people of Caivi, Corsica. —Mr. Spurgeon has received $1500 aa loyalty on the sale in America of “The Treasury of David.” —The King of Siam buya his house hold furniture by the ton at the rate of over s thousand dollars a ton. —The brightness of fair hair is thrown cat by velvet coats of a shade between chocolate and maroon, —Ex-Governor Warmoth has purcha sed iu Maine the machinery for a beet root factory on his Louisians planta tion. Hazing is an expensive luxury in Hartford, Conn. Thirteen students have been lined $10 and costs each for it. —Beer has been made in Germany of the fruit of Ptelea trifoliata, the so- called hop tree, and it was said to be very good. —A great deal of lawlessness and ras cality is said to pvevad iu Alexandria and Oairo. This is one of the resalts of the “late*war.” —The builder who helped Lafayette to lay the corner-stone of the Bunker Hill monument, fifty-seven years ago stilt works in Boston. -Ex-Governor Cobb, of Alabama, is credited with granting 202 pardons dur ing his recent term of office, or some thing over oue a week. —The Government hires a vault in a safe deposit company in Bta Louis for the storage of silver dollars, and has about four million dollars in it, —A San Francisco grocer had a wo man prosecuted for theft, though she was H6 years old, and what she stole was a handful of snuff, worth three cents. —The chrysanthemum is the popular flower of China. When they emigrate to other lands their favorite flower carried with them and cultivated. is affectionately Putnpeil Still Yielding Wealth. New excavations have o?en made at Pompeii, bringing to hgbt some curious things. A bouse was recently unbeartbed on whose walls tbe pictures were as bright as when first painted. Tbe walls them selves were clean and fresh. In this house was found a shrine in the form ot a little temple, such as every oae has read aoout m Bulwer’s Last Days of Pompeii. Beneath the temp e also were found six statuttes of bronze of exquisite workmanship, four of ‘hem Homeric deities. The chief figure is an Apoito with his lyre, and along with it are an Esculapius, a Mercury and Her cules—using partly Latin camew, aa moat do. The discovery leads an intelligent foreigner residing in Naples to remark that every now and then there are attain able ocular demoustrationa of the way in which Herculaneum and Pompeii were overwhelmed. The noMon that they wore drowned in floods of Irva is pretty much overthrown. Instead of that it is held to be settled that the destruction was effected 10 two ways: First, by the ejectment from the volcano of pumice stone and fine ashes and secondly by drenchinv .ains, which immediately followed, form'ng torrents of thick, mud paste, and overwhelming thus with rushing of mortar the territory on every tide of Vesuvius. It is thought likely that thia mud hardened aa fast as moistened plaster of of Paris, and thus burled Herculaneum to a depth ot 60 and and Pompeii to a depth of 25 feet. —The Rev, Edward Everett Hale has been selected as the annual orator be fore the Phi Beta Kappa sSy ot Brown University, at it* meeting on June 19 next. —Representative Herdon, ot Alabama who was believed te w- * » —- »u»tuw\ea that bis physionuis sow re gard his recovery as very probable. A somnambulist girl got out of bed at Prescott, Minn., and walked across half a mile of ioe and snow to the rail road station, clad in her night clothes only, and was waiting for a train when awakened. Postmaster General Fawcett, of England, was attended daring his severe illness by a lady doctor, who was a re- alive. The young ladies of the Lou don Post Office are now to have a doctor of their own sex. —Minneapolis, Minn., is to have a now hotel to cost $837,000. It is to be fire-proof, seven stories high and contain 407 rooms. Stone, brick and iron will be the materials. Cnioago parties have contracted to build it. —Near Metz a tame bear was walking iu the woods and suddenly came upon . an Alsatian hunter, who pointed his gun to fire, when the bear stood on his bind legs and danced. The hunter thought it was the devil and fled. —The Rev. George Allen, of Wor cester, Mass., wall on Thursday cele brate his ninety-first birthday. He is said to bs the oldest man in Worcester, the oldest clergyman in the State, and the only survivor of the Yale Glass of 1813. —A gentleman in Lawrence. Mas®., has offered a prize to any young lady ill that city who will decipher a letter which Horace Greeley sent to him. The etter was written in Mr. Greel/’a hie roglyphics, and the owner is utterly un able to read it. A small lake, which is said to be the source of the Mississippi river, in stead of Lake Itaska, which has hither to been credited with that honor, has ‘au Ag* of InreOBhun. apples together, where they hung to the edge of ihe scene, tbe -atringa being on each aide. Thu ended Holland's career aa a public soloist on tbe pistol, and the pub lic gradually came to look upon him as an ordinary mortal Soon after that he got into a street row in Pioche and fired twelve shots in a densely populated portion of the city without killing a man. But for at- tempting to do too much at once he might have gone to Congresa from this Stare y< ars ago. Concealed in a carload of kindling- wood, billed Chelsea, Mass , customs •ffioiala at Bangor, Me., fonnd five hundred pounds of Canadian batter. Au Irishman at a St. Louis hvery stable was deluded into giving a brief sketch of his life, where he came from in Ireland, where his brother was, what his daughter Kate was doing, who were hia nearest neighbors there and other details of personal and t&mily history, mainly interesting to himself. A short time after one of the party withdrew and betook himself to a neighboring telephone. McNeal. the Irishman, was asked if ho wouldn’t like to hear from Ireland by telephone. In a state of delight he went to an instrament asking, “Who’s there?" The answer came back: “This is Rate ONesl, Bally James Duff, Ireland.” “Meellamnrh der,” exclaimed Mike, dropping the trumpet. “I recognize her voice.” Grabbing the trumpet, he yelled out: “I’m your own father. I’m in St. Luce, Missouri, United States of Amer ica.” “Uncle Jerry is well,” replied the voice. “He went to town to-day. I got yer last letter. Uncle Jerry is goin’ to take Toby Mealtn’s land. Give my love to mother.” The voice was silent and McNeal hung up the trumpet, saying: “Howly Moses, what an age of invenshun this is.” been named Lake Whipple,, alter Bish op Whipple, of the Episcopal Church, whose missicnary diocese covers all that region. —Louis of Bavaria is now having built on the isiand in Lake Obiemsee, TJ pper Bavaria, a chateau which is to be an e&aot reproduction, on a reduced scale, of the famous chateau of Louis XIV at Versailles. Several of *he royal architects are now busy at Versailles, studying and copying even the smallest details of the palace. —George III, it is now said, first used the phrase “peace and honor” at the opening of Parliament, Nov. 13, 1770, when he said : “1 indulged in the hope of being able to continue to my subjects the enjoyment cf peace with honor and seenrity.” - The State of Indium has a per manent school fond of $9,175,083 92, winch is equal to $12 84 per capita for each child of school age in the State, The fond cannot be reduced in any way, aa the counties are only allowed to use the interest thereon, and nre held re sponsible for any losses. —The representatives of France who visited Yorktown on the occasion of the Centennial celebration, had a dinner iu Paris, recently, commemorative of the eyem. General Boulanger preaided 5Qd Minister Morton reaponded to the toast in honor of the United States. —Private advioe from London state that the Prince of Wale* has instructed a well-known firm of musical instru ment makers in New Bond street to supply instruments of the first quality to the eighty performers who ioru ed Hie orchestra of the Alhambra The%fre, London, and whose instruments were destroyed 1a the conflagration of the theatre, charging the cost to tbe Prince of Wales.