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. WINNSBORQ, S. C.vWEDNESDAY, AUGMIST 6, 1884. ' .' :' ;||| I 'v; . My Love and L We loved each other, my love and'I, And the wind sighed low through the tasseled corn, -5The bobolink sang in the dewy morn, And the brook ran merrily by. ' "We loved each other, my love^nd I; r And the quail piped low mid the yellow corn; ' Wo heard in the distance the huntsmen's horn, rr -a? And the leaves wero brown and dry. k^o looked to the future, ay lovb and If > Tbo fntiiro cn frevwdfx) With hoDCS and fOSTS. rTbat turns our smiles b6 often to tearS, As the days pass weariiy by. - ;v Ke spoke of the time -when we two should* Togetherbeneato fair Koathern .^iiea^ Where *2to rose ittjts fragrance never dies, %Andgtove heare;no parting knell. The corn was garnered long years ago; The bobolink's song is heard no more: Only a shadow falls through the door . Where he used to oome and go. The sea is wi-ie, and it lies between i My love and J tny love and I; Where the flowers bioon*8d tiead leaves now lie. > And the gxass o'er his grayo is green. : 1 ?Bebe&ca Rater Springer. i * A SOLDIER'S BRIDE. "Well, pa, what news to-day?" ask- j P ed a loxeh* girl, as Colonel Metcalf entered tha/bungaloW, looking - careworn j and anxious. "/'Have our men Tespond- | ed to yonrappeal? Do you think they i will remanrlo^nl 'and true?""YegJS&t&a.; at least I suppose they : -^riofriQ said dejectedly; "but treach- i . , " ery and disloyalty are abroad. I wish j p I had sent you home to England when ; s? yonr mother died." ("Don't fret on my account, papa," she said,- as shte threw her arms around' I his BFonzed neckr -"5ur brave fellows who have followed us so often to victo-ry will never desert, their colors, and not a hand would they, raise against their colonel's daughter-/' j "Heaven grant that' yon are right," ho said wearily. "To-morrow ,1 will J ^ conii vnn into Lueknow under escdrtH ITonrsafetpwill then bfr assured, dar" 'JLrfifdfyvtfcs?" she asfcet^'ms j Bhe kissed away a solitary tear, the ! first he had shed for yea^;^ia?fej^Bfidr.-] I down his manly cheek. "f am colonel of the 24th; and my | place is at the head of my men," he ! said prondlv; "bnt here comes tie man j of all others that 1 trust in this hour of ; danger.*7. ? - f f j "Shall I leave you now, papa," ask- I ttt ed Dora. . / 1 F "No, my pet," he replied, as he j stroked her silken braids. "He has known you from your infancy, an it's j the man I have selected to command the I escort to Luckno w." As he spoke a tall, soldierly man en- | tered ana saluted Colonel Metcalf, ! i|? and then made a low obeisance to 1 - > Dora. -i? - tJ. W "Well, Major Ram" Sin^h, you see T i am trying to forget trouble in the'soci-' j ety of my daughter," said the colonel-* j "she is more precious to me than di-~:'j monds." - j "And has nothing to fear " said the j > m^jor in good English, whic he spoke, j fluently; "there is not a man i-ithe re?j- j W ment who would not fight to the death for the sweet raissie." "i r Colonel Metcalf held oat Ms hand in , S-fntfl IT, maTixicxy-tr?i??'.)?r Ciit5 . other took,* but Ms eves could not meet ; those of Dora, who "seemed trying to j fathom-his innermost thoughts. ^ .. | "To-morrow at five you will have the escort^ady, major,"^said the colonel. happen I; would'have i' :ehanc^ of escape |ef ffi^n quickly, unable, however, notwithfa* standing this remonstrance to meet her gentle eyes. "The heat will be too lib great for you, missie." lin. "I shall ride," she replied, decisively, j " and go well* armed. To shut, one- j fc self up in a^pjilkw?: when ?3psloyiklfsoI- r] diers swana* the^" country-side would i jHy not bo prudent on the part of a soldier's ' B daughter." "As you please, Dora," remarked R her- father fondly; and turning onca. F more to Ram Smgis, he saidr"To-mor-? f row morning at five, rememb&r." The answer was a; low bow, to indicate his obedience "to his chief's com-" mands. _ ^ ^5 "Bam Singh," said Dora earnestly, pr "my father is about- to entrust me to your cafe; I am motherless and only a girl f treason is abroad, and' many a countryman and .-co an try woman -of mine leave .iufieredf already. 'But tell your men and take it to heart yourself, I that if the mutineers did not leave, .one, ? nKr^/% ?t? Tr>^io Trot TTlnorl ^ might js not the. less able' to reach tho murderess. Your countrymen will yet lg know what it is to defy a nation which. met single handed a whole world in r arms." "Spoken like a soldier's daughter," r said -her s father, jrcrad^t ,when Bam Singly with .OTertetLface, \r pallor under his dusky hue, had left; "but surely yon do not suspect .Sam Singh's fidelity?^ . If lie had only known' that at that Fvery moment the Oriental was muttering to himself: "To-morrow must never come to him, and Ijnust taste the sweets of her lips. Englishmen will die, but Dora i meccaii wui enter my iiarexn. "Fidelity,'*: said Dora earnestly. ' Oil, papa, trust aobody now. ' Fly _ with me. Let every .English officer withdraw at once. Trust to my'woy man's instincts, I implore you." F And ijx her aimety she knelt at his feet to enforce her pleadings. 'Dora, whatever happens will bo Heaven's permission. I have grown up from boyhood almost, with the old corps. Tosee its colors flapping and to listen fiotho-maaiat music of its band has filled me ever with delight. I No, my darling, I cannot leave my > post k To avoid further solicitation at her hands, for it always pained him to Sgswjfc refuse her anything, ho left the bungaHSW^fik iUW| liOOUiJi IgSlg Ten minutes later Dora, who had buried her face in the cushions to have a good cry, was aroused by a cheery voice saying: I "Well, Dora, I never knew you to cry before- What-is the matter, dar| ling? Has the pater been scolding you . or any of our men annoying you? Rising, she threw herself on her lov( fir's breast, saying brokenly: "Oh, Jack, I am so unhappy-*? "Why? Oil, I know. lou've been reading-the accounts in the papers about txie doings "of these black demons." v , . . "It is not that. Jack." she said, drv [ ing her eyes and returning his kisses. ?*Papa wishes to send me to Lucknow [ to-morrow morning under an escort commanded by Ram Singh." "A wise resolve, my sweet pet," said Jack Spencer, gravely. "He deserves jay thanks for that. You will be safer there than at Setapoae." "But papa and you will be eroosed to peril?' 4Ut is a soldier's lot to brave danger. , dear Dora. Our men are still loyal, | j thank Heaven!" "How long will they remain so, ' Jack? Do prevail npon papa to with- 1 draw all the Europeans to Lucknow." [ ""Why, yon simple little goose, do j yon want" Ensign Jack Spencer, who j adores you, to get the severest repri- I ; maud ho ever got in his life? The pa- j [ ter would call mo a coward . if I did J i what you wish." / j ! "Then you don't" love me," she; pouted. "Don't I though!" ho replied, laugh- j as~E? gave her a bear-like hug. i /'I'd like to see anyone else dispute j ,that fact,' you little witch of an unbe- ; .never. "Papa-might let you -coax him into j letting* you take charge of the escort," i she pleaded with a strange persistence, j "It is-useless, Dora," he sighed.; "I'd forfeit a whole year's pay and; seniority for the chance of placing you : in. safety,See .here, Dora, do you not, know one thing?" "Well, Jack Solomon the Wise,what' is that?" she said in a more sprightly j tone, somewhat mollified by his words. [ "It is owing to the presence of En- j j glish officers at Set3pore that the na- j ! tive regiments have not mutinied. ! ! That is an unanswerable fact, and quite j upsets all your wily arguments." "Oh, Jack, then get papa to let me I stop here." j "I declare, there's no pleasing yen," I i he laughed. "But it was ever a wo! man's province to change her mind. "No, mv willful little woman, vou must I go-'" j She gave in pleading at last, and it ! was arranged that sho and her lover | were to spend that lao* ., ening togeth! er in love's sweet converse, for in those j | troublous times every officer of Sepoys j | carried his life in his hand, and no man j i could say what a single day might bring [ forth. ^.Seated in the verandah of the bungarlbW^the^ month was May?she enI deavored to read one of Mudie's novels, j a box of which reached her every quar! ter,fbut her mind was not with 'heroes ; or heroines. j : "Gaxr^so fgiira-world be polluted by j | such wretches as I read of almost every i i day?" ^ho murmured. "Brave men, ! ! gentle women, helpless children, mas- j ( | sacred in cold blood!" Alaslit was ouly too true, for in the j | memorable; year of 1857 rebellion stalk- j ed through' the land, and a crusade of j f butchery was inaugurated. ; "The sun shines, the trees wave their j branches, and all nature is bright," j sh*> thought, as she gazed upon the ! ,iai. scene; "ana yec ac tms moment j death and destruction walk abroad,. I seeking fresh victims." I Palm trees rustled their spear-like ! | leaves, and the broad-leaved banana I [ >bowed its .satiny fronds, whilst birds of [ [bright plumage"few about screaming, J I as if in salutation of each other, and I ; monkeys gamboled in an adjoining ; | grove embowering a Mahommedan j mosque. I Native servants, in spotless linen, moved about with catlike tread, and Dora thought they looked meaningly at [ each other, for when alarm is in the j ! air, one is prone to invest every objcct i [jvith_ s o,spic ion. I "Xlxs-ilk. Heaven. nuotScr day has ; j passed in safety!" said the colonel as i he and Jack Spencer came on to the j verandah. ? "Yes, 9ir, that is a matter of grati| tude to Providence," Jack replied? "I j think wo<san loafe forward to a quiet e vesting^1' f i. "Perhaps*" iaidtthe ^colonel, meaningly. "Mnd, 'pot a*wor& to Dora of witafcthe hayildar-saidj' E >'Trust me,ic61onel; tho: arms are all underlocS antTkejr Any attempt" to seize them would give us timely -warn* ing. Had you not better "have the horses saddled and kept in readiness?" "A good idea. Just run around, L Spencer, and tell the sycee to do so. | A21 my" pistols are loaded, and my wood "hangs where I can.put my hand on it at any moment" Having arranged these matters, the little party sat down to dinner, Dora little dreaming that her father was i forcing himself : to eat, whilst every I morsel was a pain to him. .' "Do sing us" something, Dora," said i Jack, when the meal was over, and the I pair had adjourned to the drawing- I room, leaving the colonel to enjoy a i rrraa/1 in tVio oriTrlon <?c wnnt ' 'Til give you 'Rule .Britannia,' if anything," she said, smiling; "it is a patriotic song, and one suited to these -times." ; "All right, daring; and won't I give lungs to the chorus, that's all!" Jack was as good as his word and was singing in the voice of a stentor; "Britons never will be slaves," when shots were-heard outside, and bej fore they could realize the awful fact 1 that the mutiny had begun, Colonel i Metcalf staggered in, saying hoarsely: I "Jack, save Dora. I'm done for." Having spoken these his last words, he fell to the floor dead. Jack Spencer knelt down and felt his friend's heart to see if any sign of life existed, while Dora, her hands pressed to her temples, stood looking fixedly at the scene, as if she had been turned into stone. "Poor fellow!" : murmured Jack, ffnna "Mr.to- tn QfttTA T)fVra_ It was his parting command; and only for , that I would rush into their midst; the cowards, avenge him, and sell my life dearly." Sahib!" cried Dora'3 ayah or nurse, rushing in, "save missie. Sepoys come?plenty; shoot; kilL" Seizing Dora in his arms he rushed to the stables, and found the groom waiting with the horses already saddled. A great sob escaped from Dora, and with it came the return of consciousness. "Mount before me, Dora; not a moment is to be lost" "No, no, Jack; I will ride Nimrod;you take poor father's charger." "You know what has happened, Dora?" he asked as he saw to the girts. "I would never have deserted him while he lived." f She bowed her head, saying "Ye3," j piping down her tears, for she was a j brave sjirl, ana knew' that grief would ; not bring her father to life again. j The pair leaped their horses over the i low mud wall that encircled the buns^t-! low, and made for the high road leading to Lucknow. . Flames lit up the sky in various directions, and musket-shots in volleys disturbed the stillness of the coming nisrht. Bullets whistled past the ears of the fugitives, but luckily without hitting them. It was indeed a ride for dear life; murder lurked everywhere, and fierce shouts rent the air as the murdered corpses of Europeans were dragged forth and exposed to the view of the rabble soldiery. On and on went the lovers, keeping j close together, so that they might ren| der each service if needed. They were nearly clear of the station J of Setapore, wJien, in passing a tope, or groye of trees, they fell upon an k ambuscade, and quite a fusilado of musketry was opened upon them. Jack uttered an exclamation of pain, but kept his saddle, saying in answer to Dora's inquiry: "Only a flesh wound. We must ride for our lives now." And ride they did, faster than they ever had before, objects seeming to fly past them. After a while Jack drew rein, and reeling in his saddle, he said with a groan: "Dora, save yourself, Good by. God " U1U5S VUU, Uftiiiuv. The next moment ho fell to the earth, and almost as quickly Dora had dismounted and was kneeling at his side. "Jack, speak to me, oh, say that you are not dead," she cried a3 she leant over his prostrate body, not thinking of danger in her loving solicitude for him. 4'We can only die together," she said, as she heard the approach of a body of horse. "It will be a short; quick pang, and fhen I will join dear father and mother In heaven." "Who's there?" asked a voice in English. "Dora Metcalf," she -cried. "Save Ensign Spencer?for the love of Heaven, do." As if Providence had ordained that her devotion to her lover shoulttnot go unrewarded, the horsemen turned out to be friends. A squadron of staunch, loyal sowars, nauvw ngub uavairj, wcio their officers to Lucknow. Jack Sponcer was placed before one of the sowars, whilst Dora, remounting, joined the cavalcade. When the minarets of Lucknow, that city of mosques and palaces, loomed into view, Dora knew that she and her lover were saved, and she raised her eyes heavenward in mute thanks. Here Jack recovered from his wound and was able, as a brave soldier, to take part in the splendid defence of the residency. But before that event came off he received a letter from England telling him that he was now Sir John Spencer, his uncle having died. will TT An hft mv wife?" asked 1/Vi a ) ?IM* J V?* ?/w ?? ?? - ? Jack- "We are on the eve of a great smuggle; if anything happens to me you will be provided for. "Yes, Jack, I will," she answered sweetly, "because I love you." They were wed amid the thunder of cannon, the rattling of musketry, and the bursting of shells. , And Dora Metcalf, arrayed in-simple white, without bridesmaids or orange blossoms, became "A Soldier's Bride." Handling Women's Arms. "You must have hold of a large number of arms in the course of a day," said a Rochester Democrat and Chronicle reporter to a Central Hudson trainman a few days since. "Yes, we do; I've never stopped to count them, but when we reach the end /-I 4-Kio e OTQIITT foAkl Ui bUU ivau buio <M.ui rather tired," and he held up the member on the right-hand side for inspection. "How.doiha arms run as to size?" Well; there is a great deal of difference. Country women have a better- I formed arm than city women; I can almost always tell them just on that account They do more work and have better food, and that goes a great way toward giving their arms a good proportion." . j "But don't most of the city ladies have well-proportioned arms?" . "They seem to, but 1'vo found that appearances are very deceitful in a great many cases. I have had hold of many an arm to-day where I could take my oath that the sleeve was filled on the inside with cotton or woolen batting. You can tell very quick I ?f'e r?ttt rrnni^a nr f.hft CTPTITlinfl I iv ? uij gvv\M v* ^ i article. There's a sort of spring to padding that isn't found in flesh, and the feeling is different also." "I must say that I don't see how you can distinguish so well." "I presume you fellows couldn't, but if you had had the practice I get in a month you could soon tell the real substance from the false." "How many do you assist on trains in a day?" "That is a hard question-to answer. Some days there are many more than others. So far to-day I think I've helped fully one hundred and fifty women on." "Do any of them ever object to being helped on board?" "Occe in a while; but it's generally1 .AIM A "1 /J V?1 n 1 rl vrrVis-v T*TAr?^f lflf A A n iULLlC UiU lUAXU Yf LLKJ YVVJLL U JLCW iM UiUM | look at her cross-eyed if she can help it" . ** * "If they heard what you've been say-, ing you wouldn't help as many in' fu-. tare." "I don't care if they do," was the response. "It will be so much less hard work for us; but hera comes, another, and I guess I won't say any more," he continued, as a fat, redfaced female of fully 200 camo puSng toward the car, and the" conversation came to a close. A Sequestered Nook.? . Hidden away in a corner of NewJersey, nine miles back of Tom's Eiver and reached by taking the cars to Berkley and changing at Whiting's to the New Jersey Southern Railroad, is the auiet town of Lake wood, now the most aristocratic, winter jesort and sanitarium in the country. There-at the present time, toning up their nerves "and imbibing vi^or, are John W. Garrett, the railroad King, with his family; Cornelius Vaaderbilt, "Mrs. Lispenard Stenart, of New York, and an assemblage of other rich and distinguished people from various sections. * There is but one hotel, a low, rambling collection of buildings, connected by passages, and conducted especially to suit invalids, with no noise, no excitements and the simplest food. A New York company owns the seventeen thousand acres of pine trees surrounding the place, and-it is from-daily drives in carriages through the narrow avenues ofthis balmy and unctions forest that the" benefit of the place is supposed to be derived. The roads are made of pine ^marline i-m tliA <!!inr) PTA ?R smooth as velvet The hotel is only open during the winter and the spring, and will close in a few weeks, as the season is about over.?Philadelphia Times. A foot tourist in Eastern Montana found a fingerboard marked "Six miles to Miles City;" He traveled eight days and nine nights in the direction indicated before he reached that town and found that a party of Indians had carried oft the sign and stuck it up where h? saw it. m 1 r - ?# Verdi, the famous composer, is an impressive-looking old man, with snowwhite hair and mustache. His spirits ? A v... v /.as iuivL noaauu. Jiavo Uvcii CYW ciuto the death of Wagaer, which affected] him deeply. IilVE HONEY BOTTLES. I ^ ! j A Wonderfnl Insect from MexicoAnt Lore Reeled Off. Thrusting his hand into a desk, the ; fruit-dealer brought out a small box, ; uncovered it, and lifted out an insect j : of such curious shape that it seemed \ impossible that it could be a living re1 ality. Putting his finger under it, the j i de'aler lifted out an ant with a small, j black head and an amber-hued abdomen, perfectly round and as large as two peas. "She's a rouser, ain't she? and as full as a lord," said the fruit-importer, i : ? -" ? ~ o fn * /-* trrifV? flia Drfl r?f goamS au an expert. "Yes, it's a real ant," he continued, j ( "and this isn't the'first one that ever | | came here. I imported five hundred | : three years ago for a big dinner of j j some Mexican swell up-town. Do they j i cat them?" Well, I should smile. You j have rieves^ been in Mexico, I tako it? i Well, this is a fair specimen of the : honey-ant of Mexico, and there they ' are considered great delicacies, and ; are always served as dessert, just as you serve shrimps here, only these are put on alive and kicking. My brother has one of the biggest collection of ants iu the country. This was brought on for ; him, an&: they're trying to fix up some j way to preserve it without putting it in alcohol. I reckon they'll put it in Canada balsam. You see those ants live in big families, and most of them don't look like this; But at a certain time o? the year certain ones are selected by the others to act as bottles or storehouses ' - '1 - t>L:- I. J i lor ine rusi. xuis ucmg uuuc, uis J other ants bring all the honey they can i collect and give it to the ones selected, and they take it in until each one is as full as it can hold and looks like this. As fast as they are filled they are taken by the other ants to a dark room made j for the purpose, where they cling to ; the walL In fact, they are living bottles in which the ants store away their honey, and whenever they want it they fo to the storehouse and take down a ottlc, brash' off the cobwebs, and make the ant give out a supply. "Yes, it is wonderful, but not half so wonderful as some things ants do. One of the best authorities on ants, Sir John Lubbock, who has started a dog-school in London, says ants stand next tc man in point of intelligence, and I reckon j they do. For instance, I have lived nearly all of my life in tne souto, wnere i I the ants tackled everything. Beds, j [ tables, 'clipboards?ia "fact, every ar-: I tide that you wanted to keep ants out ! of?had to be stood in. water?that is, in peach cans1 cut off and filled- But even this wouldn't do; the ants would I find some little floating matter on the surface, and. bridge the mote with their bodies and so get ovet .-Then we tijed tar water, and suspended'in-pails from the ceiling. For a time this non- j plussed them; but, attracted by the j smell, they gathered on the safe under j it, and after a while we found them j coming down tho rope. They had gone j up the ceiling, and so on down. A : friend of mine in the African fruit trade j told me that one night when up tioor tVio rinn rrn WltWtrV. hfl wnn .tvtf' * :l | enect by 11 .yoJ?. 2n3"1um;bTfli!?l hammock, found himseif standft^ s I foot deep in solid ants. ' He ran for nis ! life, covered with them, and-finally got j beyond their line of march and stayed j in a tree all night. N The next morning, ; when he returned, the whole house had been cleaned out. A dog that was tied to a tree was represented only by a lot t of clean-picked bones. When they j come there is ho way to do but sur round the place with fire. Animals j 'run from them. "This sounds like a yarn," said the I ant authority, "but the story told by Jaegar, the naturalist, is a bigger one. He stated that a Catholic missionary was sick in Congo when one of these ' armies came along, and it was by sheer luck that the natives got him up. As 1 they carried him out of the house the floor was over a foot deep with the insects, and of !a cow they forgot in the [ stable the bones alone told tho story i I -?* ? '-AT V Xr./M-:; hujlb liluiimig. at. j AJiv/v* J . t r ^ to ' The Capitol of the "World. ' London has been, since the Conquest, the xeal-center of Government, of the thought, the growth,, the culture, and ' the life of the nation. No other city in J Europe;has &feptthat prerogative un j broken ior 4igntJ centuries until our'j own day. At the very utmost, Paris i has possessed ifrfor not more than-four centuries, and in an incomplete manner for, at least half of thesefOur. .'The capitals' of "Prussia," ' Austria, Russia and Spain are merely the artificial work of. recent ages, and the capitals of Italy and Greece are-mere* antiquarian revivals. England was centralized j earlier than "any other European na- j tion and thus the congeries of towns that we now call London, has formed, from the early days of our monarchy, the essential seat of Government, the military headquarters, the permanent home of the law, the connecting link between England and the Continent, and one of the great centers of the commerce of Europe. Hence it has come about that the life of England has been' concentrated, on the' banks of the Thaittes more completely-and for a longer period than the life of any great nation nas been concentrated in any single modern city. When we add to that fact the happy circumstance that at least down to the memory of living men London retained a more complete - J? ' 1.1*. series ui puuuc nioaoiHenuj, ? mure j varied set of local associations, more noble buildings bound up with tha memory of more great events and more great men than any single city in Europe (except, perhaps Rome itself), we come to the conclusion that London is a city unsurpassed in historic interest? Macmillaii's Magazine. HadeA Good Memory. An occupant of one of the offices iu a City Building told recently a little anecdote that wo- -reproduce. "The first part of 'the story took place just . about thirteen years before the main event that I am going to tell you about I was a young fellow,' and Was taking a girl to ride. We drove into Greene to a party in winter. We got out at the house where the party was to be, played games lor nan an nonr, dssea the girls, perhaps, and then wrapped up and drove home. Well, sir, thirteen years afterward, a number of years ago, a man dropped into my store. He said, 'How d'ye do?' and so did X. He said, Tour name's R-, ain't it?' Said I, 'Yes.' 'Let's see,' said he, *you was out toiny house to a party,-warn't you, once?' 'Yes, sir; and had a good time,' said L Then the old fellow drew a piece of paper out of his pockct and passed it to me. 'You owe me a little bill, don't vou? It's all writ down on the paper."' The paper was a bill for 40 cents for baiting the horse thirteen years before. I made him sit down and reckon the interest before l paid himt and then I told him to get right out of the store,"?Rutland Her- , aid. < I "Ti IT'S ALL KIGHT." An Inters ting Story from the Wild West. It occurred in the winter of '81-82, at Cheyenne, the capital of Wyoming. He was a member of the Territorial .Legislature, representing a Western county, and his name was Smith- Ho had been in attendance upon the daily sessions of that august body all through the term, and like the most of his worthy colleagues, had spent some money during the time. He haon't spent any great amount of cash either, for that matter, bnt had used his cheek so often, that it had become as tough as a boarding-honse flapjack. He put up with landlord Jones, who ran the Railroad House at that time, and bought most of his Havanas and the coffin varnish at Luke Murrin's. Murrin always kept? the best, and Smith was a connoisseur when it came to cold pcison. Singularly enough, too, his 'uliTaTMurrin's was about $100 more than he owed for board at Jones', but either of them would buy Senator Tabor three or four pair of suspenders with jeweled buckles. A dav or two before the final ad journment Smith callccl for his bill at Mnrriii's, and after glancing carelessly over the formidable array of figures told Murrin that Jones, mine host of the Railroad Hotel, owed him a little more than what the bill amounted to. He would TELL JONES TO MAKE IT RIGHT with him. Of course Murrin knew that Jones was good for that amount, and with a "That's all right, what'il you have?"'the subject was dropped. ' That evening Smith told Jones to look over his books and see how much he had set opposite his name. This done, Smith said that Murrin owed him a few hundred on a stock deal; Tyould .he just as lieve collect the amount due him? !v"That's all right," said Jones, "Murrin's good for any amount" Well the aav of parting came, and, of course, all "the boys gathered at the depot, which was really the Bailroad Hotel, to bid the law-makers good-by. Smith was there, and catching nold of Murrin's arm, he said pleasantly: "We might just as well go in now and fix that matter up with Jones, eh?'1 "Oh, that's all right," said Murrin. "Well, but I want it understood, you know." "Come in," and Smith hauled Murrin through the crowd of worshipers who thronged about the shrine of Bacchus to where Jones stood. "You remember that matter I spoke to you about the other day?when I referred you to Murrin here, eh?" asked Smith. "Oh, yes," said Smith, turning-to Murrin. "you understand it, don't 371 -SP yvu: "CertStinly," answered Murrin; "that's all right" "Well I'm glad it's fixed- Let's take sometUbg." They bowed their heads as a presiding deacon passed the fluid. The conductor shouted"All aboard!" and &eV trimi'"left the depot" 5mitb stood on thetfear ? nU *"c " soiled napkin at his"friends. Murrin and Jones ^walked into the barroom together, acd lighting a cigar, began a conversation which lasted a full hour. Finally it began to drag, and at last Jones said: "I suppose that little matter oi Smith's can be fixed up any time?" "No hurry?no hurry, my boy," replied Murrin. "That's all right." Jones looked up inquiringly, but said nothing. They talked stock "for fifteen minutes, and then Murrin abruptly remarked. , "Good fellow, that Smith." "Yes; jolly good boy. Funny he didn't have the cash to settle his bills when he left. Must have had a rustle with King Pharaoh." "But the arrangement made was safe isfactory?" "Oh, yes, that's all right. What'll you take?" After they had touched glasses over the walnut slab and threw their heads back to inspect the frescoes on the ceiling, Murrin turned to leave, saying, as he put his handkerchief back into hi3 pocket: "Just send the check for the amount of Smith's bill up to the house any time. No hurry, my boy?no hurry." "Eh?" almost shouted Jones. _ "Why, you understand; you owe Smith, and. he owes me, you agreed ic pay me instead of him." "Agreed h?1! Why, Colonel, ?he man owes me, and you agreed to pay it. Didn't you say it was all right? ^ "And didn't you say you'd pay me ?that it was all right?" A flood of light began to pour in on the subject, illuminating their cranium3 as a candle lights up the interior of a hallowceu "pumpkin. Jones handed out the same bottle once again, and the only sound heard for several seconds was that of some liquid coursing its way along a narrow and tor- 1 tuous channel. i ? Egffins a President. The first session of the thirty-third congress was prolonged until Aug. 7, 1854. Two days before its close, President Pierce, accompanied by his private secretary,. Sidney Webster, had passed several hours signing bills in his chamber at the capitol, and left on tlie adjournment of the senate, going out at the east door of the capitof Mr. Webster went for the president's carriage, and while he was gone three young men came up, one of whom said, "This is the president, I presume?" The president replied in the affirmative, when the young man expressed pleasure at seeing him, shaking hands, remarked tliat iic had, been tafcing wrne. with some gentlemen, whom he named, and invited the president to ?o and join them. The president politely declined, saying, "I don't do anything of thatfcmd." Just then the president's carriage drove up, and before he could* enter it the young man threw a hardboiled egg, which knocked his hat oE. There was some little confusion, and the president drove away, after which the young man who threw the egg was arrested and locked up. He was then taken before a magistrate, but before the testimony was heard, Atty. Gen. Cushing appeared, and informed the justice that "President Pierce wished the young man to be released, and all further nrn^efidintrg discontinued. This was accordingly "done.?Ben. Perley Poore. C. M. Winklcman, of Ukiah, CaL, ate the following-named quantities of food on a wager: Three beefsteaks, 3 cans of oysters, 2 cans of peaches, 2 cans of sardines, 5 biscuits, 10 crackers, 4 potatoes, a dish of hominy, a plate of cake's, 4 cups of coffee and a glass of water. Time 32 minutes. Before eating the above he had partaken of a hearty supper .. _ _' _ ? rr-? r ^ * 4 I { A Trick on a Spider. I A great many years ago, a prisoner 1 of state, who was allowed to cheer the solitude of his dungeon by playing on ; his flute, discovered after a while that i every time he played, a great number i of spiders gathered about him. Since then, the liking of spiders for music has been proved. I myself had often I wished to play for a spider audience, i but I was not well enough acquainted : with any musical instrument to co&x a i tune out of it A scientific "gentleman of Europe gave me a valuable hint by an experii ment of his own. He used a tuningfork. Now I can play a tuning fork as I well as anybody. I procured a tuningfork, and then sought out a spider. I , found a handsome, brand-new web, i and though I did not see Mistress | Epeira, I knew she must be at home, j Epeira diadema is her full name, though most persons call her a garden { spider. It is she who makes those j | beautiful, wheel-like webs which fesi toon the rose-bushes and trees. As I have said, Madame Spider was not visible. I knew, however, she must! be in her gossamer parlor, which is at-j j tachedto her web. I Here was a good chance to try tuning- j ! fork music. I rapped the fork on a stone, and in a moment a soft and j melodious hum filled the air. I toucher | one of the spokes of the web with the j fork. On the instant, Madame flew 1 out of her parlor in great haste, hesi-; tated a moment at the outer edge of I the web, and then, instead of going j ~J ' L J? yv ! siraignt to iue t,auuig-Auu^t * *? w j very center of the web. When there, she quickly caught hold i of each of the spokes one after the j other, and gave it a little tu& as a boy | does his fishing-line to see if a fish is ! hooked. Each was passed by until she j came to the spoke upon which the humming fork rested. There she stop- j ped, and it was easy to see she was ex- ; cited. She gave the whole web ashakej then tugged at the spoke again. "Hnin-m-m-m" still sang the fork, rather faintly, now, however." Madame was satisfied. Her mind was made up. Down she darted and caught the end of the fork in her arms, j CKa wa/I flio V*fir/1 1 UliV LJLiVU IV VAVW AUW vuv auvvm?| j and at the same time she span a webj of silk around and around the two i prongs, which by this time had ceased i vibrating. j I pulled the fork away, and Madame I Epeira retired in disappointment to the j .center of the web. But if she was dis- j appointed, so was I, for I was satisfied1 that it was not the mtisic of the fork j that had attracted her. Unfortunately, j it was altogether to probable that she j mistook the hum of the fork for the buzz of a fly,?a sort of music no doubt! very sweet to her. Time after time I repeated the exper- j | iment with the fork, touching in turn < each spoke <>t the web, and each time j Madame Spider was deluded into try- i ing to capture the tuning-fork. It was j j odd that she did not learn wisdom by;. repeated disappointment?John B. Cor- j yell, in St. Nicholas for June. j j George Didn't Write It <T<U? ~QT,r-?w.or, A l.To i JLUC \JiXL \ UW ' w#j- in and; opened an .inner door, says ! "the "Boston Globe, in a^iat^uss?rvi?wy- J and then he toofcout quite a goodsized book, looking like a sort of ledger ' or day book. "There," said he, "I ( bonnd that book myself. I would not let anybody touch it The contents ! were too valuable to intrust to a work- : man." He opened this book, which had neither gilt nor printing upon it, ; and on nearly every page was pasted a beautiful specimen of Washington's ] composition. "Heavens," said X, "what a noble J clerk he was! Just see that writing; )1 seldom a word erased, and the lines as J j straight as if they were ruled, and what i j ink he must have used to keep the j; tracerv so strictlv!" "General Washington," said my friend, "trusted to nobody his work, and you can see that all these letters are of a character that he especially says that no third eye must look at ' them." ] We turned over letter after letter, ] some written from Newburg, on the i Hudson, some from Morristown, N. J.; j some from Philadelphia. Finally we ] came to one written about the year 1792. It was dated Fredicksburg, Va., ; and addressed to Mr. Madison, and said: . "I wish to send you a very con- ; fidential communication, and I am par- 1 ticular about intrusting it to the mail [ here, lest it be intercepted." Turning ; over a few pages, wo came to the letter . itself, and it was a request to Mr. Madi- . son to prepare for Washington a fare- ; well address to the people of the United States from their president, who had ; made up his mind'not to serve three j ; terms in the presidential office. I sat ' ; down by my old. host and read this ' letter all through, aloud. He tells ' Madison that he wishes him to put in phraseology the letter, and he also wishes his advice about the propriety of issuing any letter at all. Washington's manner is as delicate and timid as if he were for the first time coming ! into the public presence. He proceeded to reason out his approaching retirement to show that the office of president is distasteful to him, and yet to fear that if he should issue an address of farewell prematurely it might be considered a bid on his part forre! election. ? 3 Sleek Heads and Blockheads. ? When the biU for the payment of * Texan claims was under discussion in ] the thirty-third congress; Mr. McMul I J>\ZLLy JLLL OUTUV/rtWU^ uuo xvuuvw*\/M vf* n?w . amount to tte appropriated, alluded to the remarks of the gentleman from i Ohio, not the ono (Mr. Giddings) who bellowed so loudly, h9 said, but to his sleek-headed colleague (Mr. Taylor.) Mr. Taylor, who. was entering the hall just as this allusion was made to him, replied that he would rather have a sleek nead than . blockhead. Mr. McMullen then said:*"Iintended nothing personally offensive; which no one ought to have known better than the gentleman himselfi I made use of the remark at which the gentleman exhibited an undue degree of excitement to produce a little levity; neither of us ought to complain o* our heads. If united, there would not be more brains tnan enougn lor one common neaa. j j Mr. Taylor rose to reply, and no ob- l jection being made, said: "I am the J last man to make an improper allusion, y though the first to defend 'myself from j offensive remark. I take back what 11 said after the personal explanation of ^ my friend from Virginia, with whom I ^ have had long intercourse. I think ? neither he nor myself, nor the whole ^ house, has more sense than the conn- ^ try demands at our hands."?Ben. Per- f ley Poore. t There is luck in being the first baby. 1 In England, if of the male sex, it be- < comes the heir-apparent, while in free 1 I America it usually escapes more spank- * I incs than the second one. ' "Crowded Out." "I vhas treated in a shameful manner," he began yesterday, as he halted a policeman on Gratiot street. "Have the boys been after you again?" "No, der poys vhas all right. It vhas ayoung man who makes a fool of me. He comes into my blace two or three weeks ago und says he vhas a society reporter mit a baper. Dot vhas all right If anvpody likes my society r rin&n' hnnnnfl him nnrit-" "What did he want?" "Vhell, py-und-py he says to me: Mister Onderdunker, how you like me to say in der baper dot your daughter Katie gif a barty last vheek und eafervtings Thas loTelv like Boston style?'-' Vhell, I feels tickled dot my Katie vhas to be in der bapers, und I set oop der peer." "I didn't see the item." "Nopody sees it After awhile der reporter comes aroundt und tells me dot it vhas growded out. He feels very sorry, but he can't-help it, und py-und-py he says: 'Mr. Onderdunker, how you like me to say in der baper dot your vhifc vhas in Toledo on a visit mit friend*?' Vhell, I like dot. My vhife vhas home mit der kitchen, but it looks vheli in dor baper dot she goes off on a visit" "And yau set up the bear?" Vps. T litfi him tn ft finn notice, but it doan' come oudt in de baper. He comes aronndt in a few days und says it vhas growded oudt, but he vhas sorry nnd can't help it I vhas madt, butpy-und-py he says: 'Mr. Qnderdunker, how you like me to say dot you gif a coffee mit your palatial residence, und dot it vhas der most recherche affair of der season?' VheU, I always have some coffee for preakfast, und if der vhas some recherche around here I like some in my family. I bays taxes und vhas as good as anypody. I tells him to go aheadt mit his item, und he fills oop mit peer und goes off." "And it didn't come out?" "Not an oudt! He vhas a shwindier. T fnrinri nnrlfc Tip. vhas nftvntpr. You see how you can fool a man vhen you tickles him shust right" "Well, he's so much ahead." "Maype he vhas, but in a day or two he vhill come pack for some more peer. Den I shall fx an item like dis: 'Our fellow-townsman, Mr. Onderdunker, who yhas in Detroitjten years und bays his taxes, can mop soinepody all oafer der floor, und preakv. his bones, und black his eyes, und step on him in such recherche style as beats Boston all to pieces in der middle of last vheekl' "? !"Detroit Free Pr s$. Lost by a MT." Speaking of the influence that small ;hings exert on the affairs of life, and ?4.; I 4UH1CUILUC3 WJjLttU OWU^V'UUUUO UV" pend on things that are in themselves so small as to be almost unworthy of aotice, a gentleman said to a Leadville Democrat reporter: "It would hardly be supposed that a single letter t, or for that matter any >ther letter in the alphabet, could have ;hc effect of changing the whole course [>f ajoan's life, and p<y??tgtv sa effect that would last through e^rjjrascribe "agreed that it did -not look as if so small a thing should produce so lasting and so great an eftect. "Well, it did in my case." said the gentleman. "I'll tell you the circumstances: Some twentv years ago, when [ was younger than t am now, and had more mono}*, too, than I have now, I was in Baltimore, Md., and was in correspondence with a gentleman in Michigan in reference to the purchase of a large saw-mill and an extensive tract of heavily timbered land. We had about agreed as to the terms. I made arrangements to meet him in Saginaw on/1 -rvorfoAf. th<> trn.r?p jithI sent him a U-AAV* jtrv.-vv * ? telegram saying, ?I will meet you there-' I immediately started on my journey to Saginaw, and when I arrived there I found that the gentleman whom [ had gone to see had started, the s>ame lay I aid, for Baltimore. On reaching that city he found that I had gone west, but no one knew whither, so he returned home. In the meantime, I had started on my retnrn trip from Saginaw to Baltimore to meet him there. When he ^ot home he found another purchaser ior the property, to whom he sold it, and received- the money for it The purchaser has since, out of that very property, be- . come one of the wealthiest men in the northwest, while I am poor. The whole trouble resulted in the message being transmitted: 'I will meet you here, instead of, 4I will meet you there.' He had acted in accordance with it as he received it, and I as I had sent it, and thus you see that the omission of the letter't' kept me from making a fortune ana changed the whole course of my existence. I am now struggling for a living in Leadville, when, if it had not been for that unfortunate %' I would in all probability to-day be a millionaire and living in a marble residence, probably next to that of William E. Yanderbilt Yes," said he, as he heaved a sigh, "the small things of this life are what we want to * J-t- J 4.1.?. Inwivn watcu, SUU LliC tuautVJ uiu nil. iOi^u ones will take care of themselves." < ? p It was on the piazza of a fashionable seaside hotel. Mme. Croesus, who had ust come from her cottage, over a long itretch of concrete walk, seemed decididly warm. "Don't you find it tiresome to come so far for your meals?" isked -a lady. "Oh, I would not mind t," was the reply, "if those consecratndvpmpnts wfirn rCot so hot."?Hat 3er^s Bazar. "Well, wife, I'm going to get some aew clothes right away, said a Hart- : :ord man the other day; "I declare I ook too shabby to go on the street; i vhy, I met a tramp on the street the >ther day with enongh sight better ooking orercoat on than I've got." 'Why didn't you stop him and offer to iradc?" "I didn't have tho heart to i nsult the tramp?" Love is a strange affair! Why, we >nce knew a man who was dead in love vith a fair young woman. He loved ler so devotedly that he never told her le was suffering from epilepsy, shingles ind divers other diseases, or so nuch as lisped that his ancestors on x>th sides for three generations back i xad died in the lunatic asylum. He vas too generous to pain the fair creature. "No," remarked Ponsonby, "my vife and I never quarrel, nowadays. ffe agreed when either of us were sick liiu VYaiitCU L\J giVUfA Ob ifUg vviACi buag ve would wait until we felt perfectly veil, and then have it out; with interist for waiting. But after we get bet;er and the time for growling arrives, ve feel so well that wo don't want to i jrowl at all. Yes, it's a big thing. Fust you try it, young man. It'll be noney in tho bank to you."?JBockland ' Courier. | WIT ANI> HUMOB* j Biding clubs are fashionable. A light whip, however, is much better than * club. We hear of 110 dentist in his time, but Midas had his teeth filled with gold. Men who made fortunes in the gold mining districts are the men who kept the bars. The astute sewing-machine agent wears side-whiskera so as to give- his chin free play. ; Physicians should not be afraid to cross the ocean, because they are used to see sickness. Bella asks: "What is the best thing f ' to feed a parrot on?" If the parrot belonged to us we'd feed it on Paris green or arsenic. It doesnTt make much, difference whether a person says "I pledge my word" or "pawn my honOT." Bota mean the same. ' To a young man who inquired, "When is the best time to mover' the Burlington Free Press remarks, "When . v it. - i you near me uog uarjs- *; We regret to learn tliat the author , of "How to Be Well" has i>een laid up for several weeks with a complication of diseases.?Norristotcn Herald. "There's a great difference between balance of power and the power of balance," said the young man whose . bicycle flung him headlong into/a, pond. In some parts of Sweden it is considered a crime to dance Saturday night If the people there dance- as poorly as some'Americans do, it is a crime for them to dance at any time. J* A train of sixteen mules, fifteen loaded with whisky and one with flour, arrived at Eagle a few days ago, and a man from Montana wanted to know what they were going to do with all that f our. The city of Boston has consolidated the offices of inspector of milk and inspector of vinegar into one. It is to be hoped that the new official will not mix those babies up too much-?New England Farmer. '. A young poetess says she 4 told her % secret to the sweet wild roses." She N was very imprudent When the sweet wild roses "blow" she will wish die had kept her secret to herself.?Norristovm Herald. Olive Logan says that not one-quar* \f " terof the British people know what their soldiers are fighting for in Egypt They are fighting for less than $8. a month, -and we supposed all the British peopie Knew mat. The native American, little boy never truly realizes what a rough and unfeeling world he has entered until he gets a button up his nose, and his mower has given him snuff in order to induce it to come down again. Mr. Keeno went to New York five years ago with the expressed intention of "cleaning out Gould." Mr. Keene is now understood to " be looking for the address of the Indian-who tried to / -a lassoo the railroad-train. /?1 'j| "I can't afford but one Sower on my ; ^ hat," she said to the milliner. "Well. Ttrill T7/M1 VlOVA if-.'11 4,A* T Sit old questions as to what the* moon is ~ is impossible tol>e certain of the genuineness of anything these days. They had the motto, **Seek and Ye Shall Find," hung on the wall over the grab-bag at a chnrch fair. The inap- * propriateness was finally noticed, and rectified by a wag, who substituted: "He Tempers the Wind to the Shorn Lamb." We learn by the cable that Mile. Colombier has been committed for trial for outragin z public morals in the book "Sarah Barnum." From the immense number of copies sold it would seem that the public 'aided and abetted the scheme. ' A Philadelphia man was married on what was supposed to "be his death-bed, but immediately be^an to grow stronger, and is now in a fair way to recover. It wcio a heroic remedy, and one which many men lingering on the verge would rather die than adopt " "Stop! Stop!^' shouted a pedestrian to a Chicago girt who was about to cross in front of a street car. The maiden stopped just in- time, the cars grazing the tips of her toes. But she had neglected to look behind, and a car of another line on another street raised a stone bruise on her heel. A poet asks in a few simple verses, ?iTTTL . _ i ' a. n "yyho win pians iiowers on my graver We can't give names, but we caa assure him that if we had published the lines every subscriber to this valuable journal would feel it incumbent upon him to act ns a committee of one on -?-?< planting.?Merchant Traveler. A San Francisco gentleman who had Just returned from Washington Territory was asked how he liked the country. "Well, sir," he replied, "every bunch of willows is "a mighty forest, every frog pond a sylvan, lake, every waterfall a second Niagara, every ridge of rocks a gold mine, every town. & ,'-?4, county seat, and every man a liar.'* "I saw an nnusnal sight this morn- . ing," he said. "I was riding in a crowded street car, when a feeble old lady got in, and immediately a person arose and politely offered her the seat'1 ^ "Is it possible?" answered the reporter, taking out his note book. "Please give me the name of the gentleman." 440h, it wasn't a-gentleman; it was a lady." It was Sliakspeare who remarked: . . "Better threo hours too soon than one minute too late." Shakspeare never waited three hour.- in a rural railway station on a cold nighty where v4ozen men and boys were smoking.vEe pipes and spitting tobacco juice against a red-hot stove, or he would have said, "Better never than three hours too Boon." A merchant traveler at dinner - requested the waiter to bring him a piece of rare beef, and when it came it was rare, indeed. "Waiter!" he remarked wamingly, as he looked at the undone dish. "Yes, sah," responded the darkey. "Take this beef out, please, and kill it." The waiter crawled into a napkin-ring and disap- ? oeared. vu.ru griiixiH are muca iu uou iu Paris. There are two kinds of them? one like the ordinary postal card in form and color, and the other blue and capable of being so closed as to conceal the writing. They are each larce enough to contain a message of fully sixty words. When a card is dropped into the card telegram box of the nearest telegraph office the official in charge picks it up and has it transmitted through one of the pneumatic tubes which extend all over the city, thus insuring its delivery at the place to which it is addressed in less than half an hour Erom the time it was "posted."