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WINNSBORO, S. C., WEDNESDAY, APRIL 23, 1884. ; ;|gj Forward. BY SUSAN COOLIDGE. Let me stand still upon the height of life. Much bas been won, though much there is to win; I am a little weary of the strife. Let me stand still awhile, nor count it Bin < To cool my hot brow, ease the travel pain, And then address me to the road again. Long was^ the way and steep and hard th? ? cumu; Sore are my limb3 and fain I am to rest, Behind mo lie long sandy tracks of time: r Before mo rises the deep mountain crest. Let mo stand still?the journey is half done. And when less weary I will travel on. There is no standing stilil Even as I pause The steep path shifts and I slip back apace: Movement was safety; by the journey laws No help Is given, no sale abiding-place. No idling in the pathway hard and slow; I must go forward, or must backward go! I will go up, then, though the limbs may tire, And though the path be doubtful and unseen; Better with the last effort to expire Than lose the toil and struggle that have been, * -"3 Vlr\ *1 r\trcwl ft ?u(u u4yc l/uc xuviuiu^ w. tt m strain, .The distance conquered, in the end made vain. ' Ah, blessed law I for rest is tempting: sweet. And we would all lie down if so we might; And few would struggle on with bleeding feet: I And few would ever gain the higher height Except for the stern law which bids us know We must go forward, or must backward go. ?Independent. I NISSA. ! A French Story. Gaston lighted a cigarette and said: "It is not a long story, but you will find it tragic. By Jove! it makes me shiver to think of it You remember that the Department of Fine Arts sent me to Persia two years ago. I was to write np the Province of Irak-Adjemi. II began by taking up my quarters in Ispahan. At the end of three months I had finished my task, but if I had returned home at once the department would never have believed that I was a man of any depth! I was just about bored to death, when luckily there was a change of Governors. The Shah sent, k in place of the former Governor, his ^ r- ? TT1 1* COUblH, ill ileum A.UA1X. "The one who traveled in France?" "Yes. And no donbt yon remember meeting one of the heroes of my story, Mehmed-Aga; he was the Prince's officer of ordnance. He has the rank of v General, or, rather, that of sertip, to use tl^p Persian term." t if "Ir >pmber him?a young man of t about Sy ^gentlemanly fellow, something o?~a swell, who dined with us several times." "You can appreciate my joy in meeting him again away off there. Besides, there is a peculiar charm about these a half-Parisianized Orientals. Their naA r-? arc l'o OA f A onAftV r ^ bXTC TVUUUVOO ov wv *v?n vv* and softened by contact with our ways of life. In a "week tho sertip and" I were inseparable." And the story?" "You are in too much of a hurry. I have not finished the introduction. One morning I was dreamily riding through the city, giving myself up for the hundredth time to the feeling that I was la fsixyhmcr. Tnragmo tm' mense. avenues, bordering- on tho right _ artdtiieJeffc, with arcades, and...shaded t?y gigairiTC- prtme-trees at wliose feet - are streams of r^aning water. Farther "A description! You are not working for the department, old i'ellow. You promised me a tragedy. Go on with the storv. and. as vou love me. no L descriptions!" Gaston gave a sigh of resignation, and said: "I was ncaring the Kiosk of Tchechel-Sutoun when I saw at the streetcorner a woman in a litter. As a general thing Persian women on the street arc like nothing so much as bundles. They are veiled, of course, or rather, they,wear upon their heads a kind of striped curtain which covers the face. Oddly enough, the woman whom I met .did not entirely conceal her figN ure, which was slender and gracefnl. ind I could sae her lar^e eves gleaning like coals of fire. My horse was walking', and 1 made him follow very slowly the bearers of the litter. It aemedto me that the unknown loofed back once or twice; but, after all,:as adventures of this kind in the' Ea3 are somewhat unsatisfactory, I 1 paijonly a slight attention to the mat^ ter* I had almost forgotten the occurence when, two days after, I again m^L.the litter. This time . I was not alee. Mehmed-Aga was walking with m< At the first glance I recognized the veisd lady, and especially remembered UKO UiilJJUi UiilW J vo vr . m y*- v sta flashing fire. As before, she looked bar, but this time the action was more paounced. I glanced at the Sertip, w he pretended to have noticed noth^ We walked along in this way for y&ct ten minutes, when the litter sudsnly turned towards the Djoulfla ridge. This bridge is one of the most jeautiful sights in the world. It has hirty-three enormous arches, and spans ^ iat capricious stream, the Zend-Deh"oud. In summer the river-bed is dry, I hit in November, which was the time pf my story, the waters are as swift ind turbulent as an Alpine torrent. f fhe Djoulffa Bridge is somewhat of a . >cpular resort for evening promenades, E& nd so I hesitated about following my p. nknown openly for fear of compro^ng her. But there was no hesitaher part. Suddenly she leaned f' half way out of the litter, and dropped \ her handkerchief upon the pavement." \ "Well! Well! those Persian women ^ ^gj^jg^^low! And tho Seriip said "For the moment, no. During the : " rest of the walk he was silent, biting * his mustache with a precceapied air. When we reached the palace he said, *Come in.' And when wo were alone ^ " in his study he began: A ?? ?My dear friend, I made no comments a little while ago. But instead ? of keeping that handkerchief pressed tenderly against your heart, you must ttiwvav it intn the fire.' W"vn tegaa. " 'You wish me to do so?' IB " 'I do not wish that you should have \ your throat cut, and be thrown into the Zend-Dehroud. I am in charge of the t police of the city, and I am responsible j* for you to the French Legation.: " 'But ' " 'Not a word- You are astonishing 7 people, you Parisians! You think ' . yourselves always upon the Boulevard ""T' ?, des Capucines! We are in tho Orient, . my friend; and in tlie Orient husbands are not to be trilled with. At Paris it H|:- V~v'.may be different Your unknown is * , cot unknown to me. Her name is H, < ? ^ ban^i is fnpt^- aJI ^ Hais a voiy where he lives. It is ho who occupies that house on the river bank just at the end of the bridge.'44 4And Nissa, what is said of her?' 44 "O, roy Frenchman! We do nol talk about wonicn here, or, rather, those whom we d) talk about . Ah, well! they are sewn up in sacks and thrown into the river." 44 4How frightful!" ?? wn nro now.' renlied the Scrtip coldly. 'Formerly a live cat would havo been added to the coni tents of the sack. When maddened bj tho water the cat would tear the woman's face. This is no longer done. At least, it is not customary. The influence of Europe!' "This little conversation somewhal dampened my ardor. Moreover, Mehmed-Aga had the good taste to droj the matter there. I dined with him, and in the evening he called in musicians, who played for us Eastern melodies. But I was preoccupied. Con! stantly before my eyes that gracefu' J figure was bending out of the litter, I - ?.^i_ v?j j : ana a ntuo iiuliu wu^uupui" a kerchief. A persistent voice was singing in my ear, like the refrain of a ballad, 'Nissa! Nissxi!' Naturally I suffered all that night from nightmare. 1 dreamed that some one had given me an immense cat, named AstouUa, whicl was trying to tear my face! I waked at 11 the next morning completely disenchanted. n. 'In the evening I was promenading upon the terrace, in the rear of mj house, when a horrible-looking old wo man, suddenly entered irom tne xowei door. She wished to speak to me. Before the servant had time to ask me ii I were willing to see her she was at mj side. And when she had made sure that we were alone: " 'Are you brave?' she said, in a broken English which I could hardlj understand. "I smiled with that self-conceit whicl a man always feels when asked 3uch a question. She continued: " 'I came to propose to you a walk. It is night. No one can see us. YotJ i are to :onow me. wnen nan way j shall blindfold you, but you must sweai to me not to attempt to find out where I am leading you.' "I promised. "She grinned in a way that made her still more hideous. I had agreed to her proposition just as I have told you, at once, - impelled by an irresistible impulse. The day, you see, had passed over my fears, the effects of the nightmare were little by little fading away, and I heard that persistent voice still singing in my ear. 'JNissa! jNissai' xne old woman evidently came from hor. I hurried up to my room and got a small revolver. Five minntes later we were on our way. It was mad, absurd; I confess it freely. But there are follies about which one does not stop to reason. Nissa, that unknown woman, possessed over me some mysterious' power. I had not even seen her, and yet I madly longed to meet her. Her fiery glance was burning my I heart When we had come to the ' r^" ">g". LWai4_gTQiiLaiLstopped - and took from her pocket a thick n&hd? kerchief, which she proceeded?very deftly to bind oyer my eyes. I could see no longer. Then she grasped my hand, ana I allowed her to lead me. By the increased coolness of the air I conjectured that we were crossing the river. Then I heard all about me the voices of the promenaders. It did not occur to me that they might notice us. I was walking, wholly absorbed in my dream, thinking of the supple figure oi the young woman, of her little head and her flashing eyes. In a few seconds the old woman turned to the right, hut we were not quitting the banks of tie Zend-Dehroud. I could hear its turbulent waters rolling by and breaking for an instant against the arches of the bri'dge. At last my guide paused, a key grated, and in a whisper she said: " 'Go up.' 'Five steps only, and then I felt that my feet were pressing a soft, thick carpet. At the same time she removed the bandage. I found myself in a small room, dimly lighted by a copper lamp. Urdinarily in Persia the walls korfl hnfc viaro if. tttq c tww | CUV UUIV) WW.V JkAVi. W *V II V-W I V* J MAMV&VUW* Incense was burning in a richly-chased perfuming pan, resting upon a table of red and green mosaic, and. filling tho room witn those Oriental odors which intoxicate one like the fragrance of old wine. Against the walls, hung with yellow cashmere, were musical instruments?the nefir, which is like our hautboy, kettle-drums, two kematches, a kind of viol?and here and there arms in the midst of. pendent chains and necklaces. And, below, the dull and regular murmuring of the river. By lifting a little the drapery from tho window. T saw that the water tonehed the very wall of the house. Almost immediately I heard a light rustling upon the carpet. I turned. It was Kiss a. I was transfixed with astonishment. She could not have been more than 17 or 18. Her thick, dark hair, falling upon perfectly-formed nock and shoulders, reminded me of the 'Salome,' by Hegnault. Her face, slightly amber in color, had all the changing lights of mother-of-pearL But I was especially struck by the strange contrast between the exceeding whiteness of her teeth and tho blackness of her eyes. The eyelashes, tho tips of the lids and her lips were painted. She j smiled as she gazed at me with her still I and burning eyes. I thought of the j sertip's words, and said to myself that that woman could not be easily frightened. However, she took my hand and made me sit upon the divan. " 'My husbana has started for Teheran,' sho said, 'and wc have the time "She spoke English with the marked guttural accent "Then she struck a little gong with a copper rod, and coffee was brought in. Sho began to talk rapidly, telling me that her life was very dreary, and that she had been interested in mo at first sight. At the same time the expression of her eyes was becoming more and more tender, and her hand was softly pressing mine. She leaned nearor, and suddenly embraced me, fixing her lips upon mine. I was besinnin<r to lose my head, when 11 heard a noise in an adjoining room, j In an instant she sprang from my ; arms, and stood erect and trembling, j Her ^ welcome, her caresses and her | sudden fear had followed each other so rapidly that-I had no time to analyze my feelings. With tho same unfailing grace and animation she ran to the wall, and without hesitation took down a slender little dagger and half concealed it in her sleeve. She turned to me and with an emphatic gesturo said: 'Wait!' Then she vanished behind tho Vioqtttt orvorTTi rrc UVU)T J "A vague fear stole over me. I' recalled the scrtip's warnings. Possibly I had been a little imprudent! Suddenly I again heard a noise in the next room; there were sounds of voices, then a short struggle; at last silence. At once the drapery was pushed aside and ! Nissa reappeared. She was very pale, > as pale as the pearls upon lier neck. "She had leaned against the wall, looking like a white statuo against the ? background of yellow drapery. Sho , was still smiling, and in her smilo re, vcaling teeth as sharp as thoso of a I young wolf. She took a few steps into the room. Her knifo and hands wero red. L " ?f}reat God! What has happened?' > I exclaimed. 44 'Nothing,' she replied. T "She tossed the dagger into a eorner, and, with perfect calmness, said: 44 4It was my husband. He would -1 have killed us. I preforred to anticiI pate him. Come, help mo throw his i | body into the water!' | "I remained motionless, gazing at )! her in astonishment. Then she fixed , I her eyes upon me, with an expression j of complete contempt. And, in a tone i that I shall never forget, she said: I ...'VI +.1 T> 1 f Tt i * Uiese Jcruuyuiucu; yt uan uuirv* 11 ousness!' , | "She shrugged her shoulder, and - j called a maid whom she commanded I to open the window. Then, as if they were doing the most ordinary of acts, . they lifted the body and dropped it into [ the river, whoso waters closed over it. ! Upon my word, the adventure was bei coming too Oriental for a Parisian. I [ confess that I was seized with a wild j terror?without waiting longer I ran I away like a madman. Whero I went, ; I have no idea. In ten minutes I found r myself a^ain in the .city, and I ran r j through the streets as if pursued by a I legion of devils. When I had reached . my apartments I fastened myself in i | -with a double lock, cursing Nissa and t i all the houris of the Orient, r m 1 "What a night! I did not sleep till morning, and then my sleep was like k lead. When I awoke the sun was high r and streaming into my chamber." I was completely unstrung. What would 1 happen? A man could not disappear 1 without the law's taking cognizance of the affair. Nissa had not even made an attempt at concealment. The ser[ vant had seen and aided her. I should - be implicated, and at the very, idea of being associated in such a crime I felt ' my hair standing on end with horror. Shnnld T confide evervthinp" to the French Minister? Unfortunately he had ' just left, and the first Secretary was . too young for me to think of having re' course to him. In any event my future was ruined. It was a fine commission, " that from the Department of Fine Arts!' "All that day I remained in the same condition, keenly anxious and not dar1 ing to go out. The evening came and still I had formed no resolution, and ' no news yet of Nissa. Had she been arrested? What had become of her? I retired early, but could not sleep. On 1 the second day I could endure it no longer and decidod to see my friend, the sertip. Anything was preferable to the torturing uncertainty in which I was living. I was sure that Mehmed\ Aga would not go out before breakfast. I arrived at his palace about 1 noon. They told me he was in his ^ -stnds_as_usual. I was announced, and - then entered ?ZSSXIi lb tm?J- - ? -- ? - ; saw me 'Are you well?' "Thank yon, very well.' "'By the way!' he said, 'have you ; heard the news?"' " 'The news?tho news? No, I?I ! have heard nothing.' " 'You remember Astoulla, tho rich . merchant in the suburbs?' . " 'Do I remem??' " 'Wl-iir ws?"Nmcq^'sj TiTishanrl 'whom I told you about' "I felt myself blushing to the roots of my hair. It was all over, the crimo was known, and I did not dare to think of the adventure. I muttered an almost inaudible 'yes.' " 'The poor devil,' continued the ser-. tip\ 'my dear friend, he has suddenly disappeared.' My throat was choking, but I managed to say: " 'Whatf he has?he has disappeared? Jove! It is very?very strange.' "'Yes, very strange.' "And the sertip looked at me intentiTT T orml/1 Vsoor> if. nn Irmornr T ttqa about to confess everything, when he said; "He was jnst setting out for Teheran. And suddQnly vanished. Nothing has been heard of him.' "For the second time the sertip looked into my face. There was a short silence. Then, puffing out a long thread of smoke, he added calmly: " 'God is great!'"?Bevue de Deux Mondes. Burglars Should Not Fumble Around. A stout, aoie Doaiea iaav was arousea the other night by a noise" in the hallway, and on going down stairs she discovered a man fumbling around in the dark. The lady immediately assailed him with the ferocity of a tigress and ejected him from the house in quite a number of seconds less than no time at all, and slammed the door after him. As the man tumbled down the stepa onto the sidewalk he was gobbled by a policeman and promptly marched off to the cooler. The next morning several of her friends called and congratulated her upon the heroism displayed in throwing a full-growr burglar out .of the house. "Gracious i" exclaimed the loA-rr r?TATTT?nft' WO 1O T? r? O fTltO tor? X j ^IVTTiUi v* iiu ??^*KV??VUJ IT that a burglar?" "Why, certainly, didn't you know it?" "Know it! Heavens, no! I thought it was only my husband home again late from the lodge, or I wouldn't have done what I did for the world."?Texas Siftings. The Wonderful Sunsets. Tho strange sunsets and sunrises, with longlasting ruddy twilights, green I and blue sun, and strangely tinted moon, continue deservedly to attract attention. The strangest thing of all is that they continue still to be seen. They began in September, and now as I write, Tate in January, I see after sunset a rod glare reaching to the northern horizon. Consider what it means. For the northern skies to be reddened in this way after sunset, the region of dust or whatever else it may be which is illuminated with ruddy light must bo at least twenty miles aSove the earth's surface. I have nothing to add to the various suggestions which have been afforded, except to note that if the whole earth had been peppered with volcanic dust from Kralatoa, the evidence respecting meteoric dust on which the views recently accepted have been chiefly based must be reconsidered. For it becomes clear that one large volcanic outburst can do more to bring .matter simulating the appearance or meteor dust to the earth's surface that would suffice for fifty years of meteoric supply as hitherto calculated. The smaller volcanic explosions taking place uvurj wuuiu tuureiurc quite easily account for every particle of supposed meteoric dust hitherto collected ?Prof. ZL A. Procter. . Into the Trackless Void. Sometimes the Sunday-school book hits it right, and the wicked man gets it square in the nose. Wrong and wickedness do not always bust the snoot, as it were, of the upright man. I've known several instances myself where such was not the case, and I desire at this moment to give one of those incidents to the civilized world. fr> +Hn Tcintor nf '7fi_S0 thftTft was quite a party of us encamped on the Musselshell, traders and buffalo-hunters, some intents and somoin "shacks." I grieve to say that the majority of the party kept right on through the cold weather fighting against the rattlesnake bite of the preceding summer..; Only one man of the ganoj seemed to have conscientious scruples against sheep-dip and the juice of Nation. That was Wyandotte Smith of Ubet He said when he got ready to soak his soul in the liquid of the devil he would take his chances in due form after he had shed mortality and put on A mi it* immortality, jliiomj wore me tcucws m Wyandotte Smith. He proposed to offer a resolution once in a while as to what should go into his internal economy to steal away the gray matter of his cerebellum. One night when the coin-silver slice of moon rode high athwart the azure , dome, a band of buffalo-slayers and "muskrat-skinners," filled with mischief and valley tan, stole forth to have some fun with "Wyandotte Smith. When a man's head begins to enlarge with an alcoholic idea, you will generally find him searching for a temperance man with whom he can argue while he breathes at him with ' that odor of the cynical bung-starter, and tries to convince him that total abstinence is vitally wrong. . These boys decided that they would monkey with the Queen Elizabeth fireplace connected with Mr. Smith's shack. Inside you could see through the chinks Mr. Wyandotte Smith frying bacon or. Porkopolis quaiL The plan was to sift some gunpowder through the interstices (whatever I tliAoa oto^ r\t tVio rncfcio! oVi?mr>ATr intii the fire, and, surprise Mr. Wyandotte Smith with the forthwith and extremely consecutive manner in which it would sputter. The party would then laugh softly and do it some more. A young Swede, called by the party Twoquart Kettleson, took the keg of powder and began to sift it into the big broad chimney, while the rest stood around looking into the shack to watch Wyandotte Smith when the fire should begin to stammer and spit at him. Wyandotte Smith was singing "Oh, what shall the harvest be?" and jabbing the bacon every little while with a pair of old-fashioned bullet-molds. Kettieson sifted in some powder. It did not make any remarks. He sifted in some more. It acted as though it might be damp. He lot in some more, and finally got disgusted and poured the whole blamed thing in; but it never even flashed.^ ^ ^ what shall the harvest be?"" As ho struck high C, Two-Quart Kettieson shot through a jack-pine out tlin rrraai- fro^Vloaa voir! mte.tilfl silence and the night,; into' the ether blue, across the* place 'where ?hey hang up the robe of night athwart the utmost rim of the horizon went Mr. Kettleson with unflagging "momentum, while in,tEe little cS)^^ could, hear . Wjrjsmde^yaiW^ .to .wh^jfre h^est^k^i^K.^ ^t^taxned.out- J^e Wyandotte his songv and fire.:,'.TKea^ JSlr.' 'W^ps^-^t^S^aa 'flight. We failed to find:kimr*~^- '.v Wo tried a certiorari and a requisition frnm the Governor, a search war rant, and a quart of benzine; but we ' did not find him.?Bill Nye in Puck. Goats, Camels, and Bees. "A Camel can carry a ton." Robert Eldridge, of Cincinnati, who' has just returned from Russia, where he has been rearing goats and camels, says he has seen good pack camels carry more than a ton on their backs, but a ton is considered a fair burden. "Are there many camels reared in Russia?" "The industry is not important in a commercial point of view. I have been engaged at it for four years. I have figured that there are 25,000 camels in the Jinldscna ana j&rivan districts, me Kalmucks have about 20,000, and the Khirges^ liOt far from 180,000. Camels j re bred for their labor principally, Taut a,3o for their hair and milk. A camel will shear from eighteen to twenty-two pounds of hair. This is worth in the open market about $2.'50 a pood. "You also raise'd goats?" "Yes, I had about 800 on my ranch when I left There are over a million and a half of goats in Enropean Russia. The industry is the most important in the mountainous portions of the Caucasus. The Angora and Caskmero breeds are bred m some'of, the governments for their milk, meat, and hair. In 1880 the export of goat down amounted to $38,000, while the coarser qualities of hair about doubled it The largest export was in 1876, when it reached $400,000 for down and' coarse hair combined." "What do you know of bee culture in Russia?" "In Little Russia and Lithuania, the great linden forests render bee-keeping very profitable. The finest toney I ever saw is produced in Xovno. The largest Quantities come from the gov ernments of Yekaterinoslav and "Poldova. There are over 450,000 hives in those two districts. Kaluga produces annually about 1,760 pooas of Honey and 3,500 poods of wax. A pood contains about thirty-six pounds. This annual production in the Don Cossack country amounts to $50,000 in round numbers. "In Volhynia. and Bessarabia the combined yield of honey reaches a value of nearly $200,000 a year. The annual yield of the whole empire is not far from $4,000,000, or about 18,000 tons. To this must be added nearly c aaa so nnn nnn y,v/w UVXiD ui n vji bu ^<w}vvv}vvv> This is about all consumed in Russia, tho exports being very small." How much is "quite a number?" We glance over our exchanges and read of "quite a number of people," "quite a number of hogs" (though possibly we here indulge in an unnecessary repetition), "quite a number of years," and one bibulous writer with unctuous enthusiasm refers to "quite a number of glasses of beer." As nearly as wo can judge from the context in each of these cases, "quite a number" means?well ?in short?quite a number. ?Rockland Courier-Journal t J I An Washington's House. Two or t&ree hundred steps to the right and np a general incline and you. stand on the broad, high porch cf j. Mount Vernon. ' j , The great river creeps close underneath, one hundred feet or two below!. You might suppose that you could throw a sfonc, standing on the porch, into the Potomac as seen through, the trees thatJbug the hillside aml tflSWA ter's bank-below. All is quiet, so quiet Now and then a barnyard fowl, back iii tne rear, ^trained Ms glossy neck and called oujloud and clear in the eternaj_ Sabbath here; a fine shaggy dog wal-~ lowed and romped about the grassy door-yard, and while far out over thevast river some black, wide-winged birds kept circling round and Tound. I went back and into the barnyard to inquire what kind of birds they were. .1 met a veiy respectful but a very stam mery nearcu ;-He. took his cap .in his hand an agisted 16 "afl atout and- openin^hi|fJ0toath imanjf .tiiE^^fi? ^finally t'Do-<<i^c^bnrds-;<^ras created ^ by. "Bufc.frhatfrdo you call thein, uncle?" ' Trrri&f-ittir?''and-'hc twisted his cap, badradro^cameriDrw^Td, winked his-ey e^ hut" couH goi go con. '* "Do you sae'&a ttlfkey-hu^ardsT' burds eats jip^e camoh of/de yearth, sah." DiHttfc-jrfegift, tiife. family ^a^^lc^ln^Cjearrthe two marblot^ffiis, where abopt thirty of thS WStiotugfa ' titbSlYi "buried, is has b6sa' thrown'tfa*F - .tirnsty old Potomac' "to. Ii4~ thfe^o' Until'' the' last trump'sh'slt open all tomb?. ; The;thi^howeyeiV, of the most sinthe ^ta^ prOTented-by- ISOjnas Paino to to < AxnerjjCft. 7^. Vpmea?^::it -.to e Wish- < ingtoau-;It -hangs ^erp.' in_a >lass case, massiye aadmonstrous. It is- a hide- < ous, horrible cexhaps, ? mora^Wood-and mfeiy on it than any ' other'piece 6f' ircfo; tir steel* that' ever WM Seen.' '" " ~ 7" ' ' or; ' i - Let no' one hereafter complain of j havm&to li*e in afronCand '< wxtHp^ a fire^. For iefe, wife all 1 th&^adouis and noblelhottse^.'to*^ delect fro^4iie w&ow of TV?hS^Sn -chose < a garret lookingto'tho south : and out ' upori'Ms"tdnib.' - Xiria is the^oTd 'toinb i where lie first was. laid to . rest* and 1 where the fallen oak leaves, are.crowd- J ing m neaps now ana almost nrnng up the low, dark doorway. : < This garret has but one window, a i small and narrow dormer window, and J it is otherwise quite dark. A bottom corner of the ,door is cut away so that her cat might come &ad go at wilL And this is the saddest, teaderest sight at Mount Ve'nion. It seemed tc me that I could see this noble lady sitting 3 there, looking out upon the tomb of her 3 mighty dead, the great river sweeping 3 faa.t beyond, her heart lull of. the mem- < ory of a mighty nation's birtii?waiting, waiting, waiting. Her work was i done. She had lived quite the allotted 1 three score years and ten. Her com- j I paiiions were in the tomb, and so she J ^^se^is garret, just above the bed in s as. a sacred place in which, to sit down ] and cherish her memories, and wait < m-iffi hfinr^a t.ha ftAnH an 1 [ here, after a year and a half of wait- i ing, the angel of death fonnd her; the < hands were folded forever, and the na- < ! tion mourned her as its mother.?Jo a- i quin Miller. 1 Not After the Jug. ' A day or two ago a report was whis- ' pered along the docks that a jog con- , taining four gallons of brandy had j slipped off the wharf at the foot of } First street, and was at the bottom of , the river. Within an hour-after the \ information had reached the first pair j of ears a man came sauntering down j upon the docJt witn a sort 01 grapnei < attached to a clothes line, and as he < caught sight of the owner of the ware- j house he said: " i j I "Bein^ that the ice is all out, Td like to grapple for that gold watch lost here ^ He was told to go ahead wiih all his j might; but he had scarcely ^nade ready when a second man "arrived.'' He had an iron hook fastened to a "stout cord, and he promptly explained: ' "Being as I had nothing to do,to^day I thought I'd try and look tip one o' ; them CTindstones that tumbled in here last a8." } The two were working away with theirTlines when, a third man put in an appearance. He seemed considerably surprised to find any .one ahead of him, j bnt as he got his grapnel ready he calmly observed to the pair: < "I've dreamed three nights running i that there was a brass kettledown here, and I thought if I could hook it up and j sell it tor $2 I'd be so inucn aneao,.. It wasn't over a quarter ol an hour y before a fourth man arrived. Ho had j an iron rake attached to. a long pole, and as he found the trio at work he SU"^ell, now, but if any of you .fellers i find the shot-gun I lust .here last summer I'll set up the drinks." t The fifth man came down to look for . a coal shovel. < ' The sixth man had just found time < f/v frvr t>iA hodv rvf hi? nAnhftW. supposed to have been in the river two i months. ] The seventh came down, saw the six j at work,, and turning to. the warehouse 1 man he growled: < "Always the way! Last night I j dreamed of fishing up a $26 cook-stove j from the bottom here, and I come down < to find a whole gang ahead of me. j Hang it! an honest, hard-working man t has no show whatever in'this town!"-? < Detroit Free Press. < t x Mosc Schanmbnrg's Dilemma. 1 . j The rain was coming down by the s barrelful, as Gilhooly stepped into 1 Mose Schaumburg's store. Mose wore ( a very gloomy look "Why, Mose, what makes you look so biueP" "No vonder I looks plue, Mishter Gilhooly. It rains so much all de tiiries and I haf got a pig stock of umprellas on hand." "I should think that rainy weather would bo the very time for you 4to tnfllro Viott f Vin afln eVnrtoa - OA f/"? iliuav UWJ TIUUU UUV JUU OM-A.MVh?) UV WV speak." "No, sir; dot yos a great mistake. You see it rains so steady dot do peebles can't pnt their nmprellas long enough down for them to be stolen." "Well?" ' 4Vell, don't you see ? If the peebles don't put down dose nmprellas on the corner dere vas no new ones pou^ht." Just at this moment, the sun shone out from behind a cloud, and its rays fell on the head of the smiling Israelite, who looked like one of. the: pictures of a saint with a beatific smile, with a halo, about his head bj One. of the old masters.?Texas Si/tings. THE SOUDAN. A Preacher Who Has Traveled in That"" Country. The Eev. H* it-Field, editor of the Now York Evangelist, in speaking of General Gordon's mission to the SonHun trt a rnnresGntative of the New Or* WW ? ? w- . leans Times-Democrat, said: I have traveled in Egypt and been up the Nile to Assuan, the first cataract, and afterwards went to Suez and down the Red Sea to India, and so I am familiar with that coast. Two years ago I was in Egypt and went across the desert to SinaL From bein^ somuch in Egypt I have become familiar with the Eastern question, and knowing General Stone, Nubar Pasha, and other leaders well, it has been some thing of a study to me. The Sondan is a term hard to. define geographically. It is a vast territory upon the Nile, and the provinces claimed by Egypt extend almost to the equator. They have annexed all that part of Asia. Egypt has appeared beiore the world as extending; civilization has pushed it up to KhartonnirWid: to Son* dokore, and I think quite to^-fhe yi^P* ria Nyanza, If not quite to the equator^ The annexation of Egypt included not only the Soudan in its proper sense. but Karfodan and Darfour. I know very well a Colonel in New York, a Colonel Prout, who was an American ciflcer in our war/ who went out and took service "with the Khedive, and was sent up. the Nile and was nnder Gordon. He said he. was himself put in command, by Gordon, of the equatorial protinces, which shows how far they have extended their claims.? Egypt's claim of breaking up the slave trade and extending civilization is not founded in truth- What she did do was to put over the country annexed a set of Egyptian governors who were the. curse of the country. These governors were mostly, bad characters; but there was one interval of good government, and that was nrlion tJiflir coflf f.Mrioca fJni^nn nn flia VT UVU VUVJT DVUW VU4MV0V VIVfcUVM HMV Nile to take charge and break up the slave trade. Our knowledge of this great soldier was derived from this Colonel Prout, who was up there for three years. Gordon soon saw the terrible state of the country, and how the people were oppressed, and he immediately jet to work to use his power to relieve the burdens of the people, release them from oppression and to govern them wisely and kindly. The Egyptian govarnment gave him a salary of $20,000 per year, out he gave it all away, do ing everything for the poor. In one 3ense he ruled with, a rod of iron, and enforced obedience, but he ruled with such justice that he acquired an almost supernatural reputation. He is a man utterly ignorant of fear, and exposes himself, constantly, and the natives have an idea that bullets can't hit him. Ee has great executive ability and powers of administration with his courage. With all this he is an extremely religions map, and a man.of prayer, and. all [lis acts are as if he was a man of God. He is nerfectlv canable of bravinsr all aight and then mounting his camel and going alone into the aesert His.jnissi2E jsjto restore order and maKe pcacc, aEd tiu? *?<=> iisplaclng the Egyptian governors who are inimical to the people. As T understand the matter he intends to re-* store the old Soadan governors instead 5f the Egyptian governors, but he don't propose to give up Khartoum, but to ,; iold on to that ^ I have a theory that to roach that r*/ivrv?o wawfltr io f Vto T? *VU AO AAVl-LA VUV XKVU Sea, and I think ultimately that there, frill be a railroad constructed from Suikim to Berber. I think the distance icross to the Nile is about 240 or 250 niles. Then at the crotch of the Blue ind White Nile is Senna, a fertile country. If they had a railroad to Suakim, ;here is no reason why England should lot get her grain supply, from the Bed sea, as now from the Black. In ten,. rwenty or thirty years I think there will j ii j :n jtj a rauroau tujiuaa, uuu uiav tvm so<r Jo this Eastern question. For the moment the whole future of. the Soudan depends upon the courage, firmness and judgment of one man? Seneral Gordon.- I look on Gordon as the Hero of' our'ceutury. The Doctor has seien not a few. Ganges in foreign government, and; frosjn Paris when tho revolution of; L848 overthrew Louis Phillippe, so he. is a careful observer of national movements. r- ?1?. ?> . .?r Polar Geography. Engineer Melville said: "Xou hava, 10 idea how great is the fascination oi Arctic exploration. When once in-; iulged it becomes as difficult to give ip as; gambling." "When do you intend to go to the lorth again?" ' 1 "Ifcope to gati oil tne sieamer jsear ffhen it starts on the Greely relief expedition." i "Do you think Lieut Greely is safe P" ' "I do." "Do you think that the north pole evUI ever be reached?" "I do, if we attempt to make & pas-, iage.by the way of Franz Josef land." "What are the advantages to be gained from all the. suffering and loss if life incident to Arctic exploration?" "There,are many- advantages.. lithe 3ole is reached a vast amount of use- : ill information will be gained concernng the laws of storms andwindwaves*' We will be' able then to complete the geography of the- world and measure me flattening of the earth at the poles. Additional knowledge will be gained >f astronomy, meteorology, ocean )hysics . and natural history, the horough understanding oiall of which Urectly and indirectly adds to the ;omfort and safety of man. . But do lot ask me to enumerate all the ad-: rantftores that result from Aretfft ex >lorations. I am an enthusiast on the lubject, and I am willing to devote my ife and'time in its service."?Interview n Brooklyn Union. High chimneys for factories are now becoming unnecessary, by reason of the ntrodnction of a new kind of oven., Iny manufacturer, it-- is asserted, ean place one of these ovens in. his works,! J md obtain from every.ton of slack he ises coke worth $2, tar and ammonia vorth $1, and 14,000 feet of gas to gen- : irofo cfoom TKn aaVo Icir on^ on noma will thus, it is claimed, consider* Hj more tkan pay for slack, wear an<J ear,, etc. The Salt Lake Tribune disputes the correctness of the police statistics frequently paraded to prove the superior rirtue of the Mormons. The Tribune j isplams by saying that when a police- ^ nan finds an intoxicated Saint he kind* ! y escorts him to his 'home, while a ! jentfle is run into the- station house. Confucius wasn't .far out of the way rhen ho said: "Woman is the master- \ >iece." Confucius must have been atirried, else lie would never Lave cade the discovery. . : * .> A Nursemaid as a Heroine.. It has become the habit in these days to rank men and women as heroes and heroines cin small provocation. The title has been accorded to many persons less worthy of it than Katie McDonnell, the young nursemaid who was shot by her drunken suitor recently. Katie evidently has remarkable will power as well as a gentle and loving nature. This is shown by the fact that while she had given her affections to Dennis Hennelly, the brute who attempted to take her life, she listened to the advico of her brothers and refused to marry him until he had reformed his bad habits. It was for this refusal that he shot her at the door of the house m which she was in service. Dangerously if not fatally wounded, Katie did not shriek and fall as an ordinary woman would have done. She kne w that the ruffian would- have completed his work had he supposed her to be wounded, so she told him she was not hit, and besought him to run away to avoid arrest. xnen sue enterea me house, fell at the top of tho stairs, : 'steadyixg herselfJtfvk chair, spoke to her, took the baby,** was her custom, to her own chamber, got into bed, and laid all night suffering and bleeding, in the hope of screening her lover and. affording, him time to escapc. She actually got up twice during the night to give the child a drink, in the fear that its restlessness might call some one to her room. When found, in an' apparently dying condition in the moraine, she still tried to screen her assailant; and now, in the hospital, she begs that Dennis may not be hnrt, taking all the blame to herself. Some such story as this may be told in romance. It is a part seldom acted in real life. What wonderful power of Will the girl must have possessed to conceal her wound from her assailant, thus probably preventing him from instantly completing his bloody - work! What will power, devotion, and selfsacrifice to go through her ordinary duties, concealing her suffering, and to lie all night without appealing for help in order to screen the wretch who had wounded her! Talk about the heroines of romance! la e r\4 rool ixawy uivi/v/uuvii -u km UUIv*uv v& AVM* life. It is- feared that her wound is fataL Indeed, the doctors give but slight hope of her recovery. If she dies, a brave, good woman will have been sacrificed, and it is to be hoped that, her murderer will suffer the penalty of his crime. It will be difficult to get up a jubilee -of cant and flowers over such a brute.?if. Y. World. McCullougb and His Man "Bob." ''That is BobPritchard, better, known as "McCullough'a Bob." He is the governor's dresser and has been with nim for about thirteen years. Bob has a weakness for the artlent, and sometimes gets.a little too much, on board, when tne governor will discharge him. But he is always taken back, for he knows McCullough's ways so well,is so | thoroughly familiar with his wardrobe, "ana IS re&uy supn a Viuu&uie ureaser that his occasional shortcomings are fo-rcri-g-op. An instance of his value was "Ton remember thatMr.McCullongh played Ingomar at the Boston Theatre to Mary Anderson's Parthenia. WeH the morning of the day that the governor was to leave New York for the Hnb Bob turned up rather the worse for wear, and the governor summarily dismissed him; tola him to go off and never show his face again. Bob went away and immediately sought Billy Connor, to whom he related lus misfortune. "I'm fired for good, now," he said, with tears in his eyes. "The governor's awful mad." Connor knew better, and so he told Bob to go home and sleep until afternoon and then come back and see him "In the meantime the governor had started for Boston without taking a bit of wardrobe and was in a horrible stew a ?rr1i o4> I^a oTtnnl/) "\Tioo A r?_ IV iUXUTT TTUOU UC OUVU1U UV/t JJUUOD fcUderson, who was on the train, suggested that the next day they could get up early and go to some costumer's in Boston ana get something that would da This did not please Mac much for he is not an easy man to fit, you know, but he thought that was the best thing that could be done. He reached Boston in an unenviable state of mind, and put-op at the. Tremont House." "Where was Bob, all this timeP" "Hold on and,! will teH you. Bob went home and slept, and went to see Connor in the afternoon! Connor told him to get together everything that the governor would Want in "Ingomar," and go to Boston on the night train, and go to the governor at his hotel in the morning as though nothing had happened. Bob did so, and when the nrnvprnnr ftame down stairs earlv the next morning there was Bob sitting at the foot of the stairs. "Hello, Bob!" said Mr. McCullough, "have you got everything all right for "Ingomar? "Xes, sir," replied he, "just as you told me, sir." "You ought to hear the governor tell the story. "When I saw Bob sitting there that morning," says he, "I felt that I could have put my arms around bim and hugeed the Scotch cuss."? Washington 'Republican. Paris Curiosities, Among the curiosities of "beggardom" in Paris is an old man who plies his trade on horseback, because his legs are paralyzed. His 4'So sin ante1' is a familiar object in certain streets. A woman appears every day in the Hue Montmatre pushing a neat little baby-carriiage containing a very pretty and well-dressed baby. The mother has a sweet voice and realizes quite a sum by singing in the court-yards of the houses. _ Another woman frequents tne line des Martyrs. She is haggard and lean, meanly clad, and drags about with her an unhappy little boy, whose daily mission it is to sing a Bacchic effusion called "My Jenny," and the poor little wretch's hoarse voice daily imparts the startling news that "Jenny tilts her glass" or "Jenny's glass is broken now." In August of last year, the little fellow, who goes to school a certain number of hours each day, took a prize, and he was seen on Sundays on his lyric "beat" with a wreath upon nis neaa. Monsieur X., one of the most distinguished lawyers in Paris, who lives near the bourse, loves to tell a story of how, when a baby in arms, he begged in tie streets of Paris, against his will, of course. The nurse who had charge of him used to hire him out to a professional beggar. The rage of his parents, when this nice little babyfarming scheme was discovered, may be more easily imagined than .'described. Tennyson's son Lionel has written aa alleged poem. WIT AND HUMOB. An exchange speaks of "Limbtuger i by the ton." We nave frequently seen Limburgcr by the Teuton. Verily, wonders never cease. We have had a poem expressly telegraphed across the ocean, and now have readings by Cabla A mole on the nose indicates that a man will be a great traveler?probably to get out of the way of people who make personal remarks. "Do birds think?" asks a writer in opening a current article. 12 tney ao, we would like to know what a canarybird thinks of the woman who stands up in a chair and "talks baby" through the brass wires of the cage. "Clean the streets!" shouted a Cincinnati paper, and the next week a torrent like a river was rushing through half the streets in the town. Editors cannot be too particular about bearing down light in their demands. A Tribune attache the other day heard a skilled vocalist sing "Wait Till 'the Clouds Eoll By." She rendered it: wWah tah the clow raw bawvJftwy; '* Wait tab the claw rawjjaw;- ^ wai tali th tr^Jav A young beauat iiissister's evening party began to sing,. "Why am I weak ;? and wearvP" when a littlo brother brought the performance to a sadden close by calling out, "Aunt May says it's 'cause you come home so late every night.1* . ' ,,:4 It is very desirable to be a good reader. A clergyman is said to have once read the following passage from the Bible, with the emphasis thus: "And the old man said unto Ms sons, saddle me the ass; and they saddled himr An article is going the rounds of the press which is entitled 4'The Umbrella, in France." That settles it then- For a while we cherished the hope that we mi"ht regain possession of that umbrella, but as it has crossed the ocean to evade us, we might as well give it up. A couple of pickpockets followed a gentleman for some blocks with a view of availing themselves of the first opportunity to relieve him of his purse. He suddenly turned into a lawyer's office. "What shall we do now," asked one. "Wait for the lawyer," said the other. * ,-rr Putting the names of the streets on the street; lamps is a good thing. Moonlight nights, if the lamps are not lighted* by getting out of the tram-^car, . . climbing the lamp-post, and striding a match, you may .read the name of the street distinctly, if the wind doesn't blow out your 'match. The motto of a young /woman's society in Tennessee is ' 'Total'abstinence or no husbands." It is said that the members are showing a wonderful degree of determination, as the organization is nearly a fortnight old and only three resignations have been handed in.?Nomstown HeraXd. Young lady (just from boarding: school, at dinner table(: "Please, papai I I'd like a leg of the roast chicken." T. j j -- wiX. "xou nave xiau one, my utsar, auu jwur ?brother had the other." Young lady (in a sprightly manner): "Oh, sure -anaafl&Lajchicken has only two legs. It's-a ducic thai has. ionr."?? > "Madam, you have destroyed $5 worth of merchandise," angrily remarked a dude to a lady, as she seated / herself in a chair in which he had deposited a new Derby hat. "Serves you . right," she replied, slowly rising from the ruin; "you had no business to buy . a $5 hat for a 50-cent head." "I see you've got a colored servant girl," said a man to another the other day. "Yes," was the reply. "You . see my wife's sister has just lost her husband, so, as we had to get into mourning, we discharged our white girl and hired a colored one. She,harmonizes with the mourning, as it were." "Why, Jimmy," said one profession- * al beggar to another, "are you going to knock off already? It's only two o'clock!" "No," responded the other, who was engaged in unbuckling his crutch; "I am only going to put it on the other knee. You don't suppose a fellow can beg all day on the same leg, do you. Ethel: "I can't see what Maud can see in that ungainly, awkward Capt Heavitree.'* Madge: "My dear, it's becoming perfectly absurd. Only think. The gardener told the cook yesterday that Ee hoped the Captain would stay another fortnight, for positively there was no necessity to roll the gravel waiKs wnue iney jtep* perpeuiauy promenading up and.down-" Walt Whitman, speaking of American pootry. says: 4?Tlunk of the ab- / senee and ignorance, in all cases hith- " erto, of the vast ensemble, multitudinonsness, vitality and the unprecedented stimulants of to-day and here.1' We frequently think of it We sometimes wake up at midnight to think of it We also think of those things, in all their multitudinosity, in connection with the stimulants of yesterday and then and there. It was at the Cataract House in Sioux Falls. A son of the Emerald Isle was ushered into the dining-room at the t j: j al^ ?: lnnnr HUUT ailU bliU puiitc s>&<ewttiu took hold of the back of the chair to push it into place. The guest looked around suspiciously for a minute, and then said loud enoughto be beard all over the room: "By.the .howly Moses, if yez jerk out that chair from under me ril knock the whole top. cf yer head off o1 yez." "What do circus folks do in winter?" asked a contemporary. The clown devotes the season to gleaning a fresh crop of jokes from the almanacs printed prior to the American Revolution, and occasionally writes for the London comic weeklies; and the "strong man," who splinters rocks with his fist, secures employment in a cheap, boarding house at hammering tough, beet. No doubt the others find employment auapieu to uhjit ruspeouYG uuenta.? Norristovm EeraUL "Yes," said old Blimber, "Featherly played a mean trick on me this morn* ing, but Til get even with him yet" "What did he do?" asked a bystander. "Why, I am a plumber, you mow," he replied, "and he took a sign from tho real estate office around the corner and put it in my shop window, and it was two hours before I discovered itM "Nothing very mean about that that I can see. What did the sign read?" "It read: 'Houses for sale and to rent in all parts of the city.1" "Is your sister in, Johnny?" "She is. She's in the parlor waitrn' for you. Qorr wKcfMI TT<jr rr\rrc? mn if T ti>ll ttaH IVi g4?v A wv**. J vu what she said last ni^ht when you went away?" "I'll give you 10 cents." "All right Thank yer. Well,' I guess she's a goin' to be awful kind to yon, and feed you well when you. get married, cause she said you had mighty high notions about yourself and jour folks, bat she would make you eat humble pie for it when she's your wifc".