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----.. - ?. ? ~ - -- -- --' .. WINNSBORO, 8. C., WEDNESDAY, FEBRUARY 25, 1885. ,, Of That Blithe Throat of Thine. r [More than 82 => north?stoo ut -a good-day'c ( sieaaxinj? distance to the Pole by one wof our fast oceaners in clear water?G redy Tieardthe songof a single bird merrily sounding over the desolation.] Of that blithe throat of thine, from arctic blcai and blank, Til mind the lesson, solitary bird; let mo too welcome chilling drifts. E'en the profoundest chill, as now?a torpid t pulse, a brain unnerv'd, 1 Old age land-lock'd within its Winter bay? (cold, cold, Ocold!) These aaowy hairs, my feeble arm, my fresea Btt .. _ feet; Por them thy faith, thy rule I take, and grave it to the last. 2fot Summer's zone alone, hot chants of youth, or South's warm tides alone. But beM by slusrgrish Soes, pack'd inthe North( era ice, the cumulus of years? These with z&y heart I also slny. ?Wall Whitman, in Harper's Magazine for January. g? ?n A WOMAN SCOKNED. "I didn't mean to vex you, Dane, - and Til stay here without you if you wish me to." 4t0!i, you will, will you? I rather think so myself," Dane Ecfchart said, with a sneer that made Ginevrs, his t wife, lift her clear, dark eyes jvonderingly. "You needn't stare so, Ginerra, Its time I told you the truth, if I'm - ereirgoing to." G?t?arr? rtr\t tit\ (mm fh? nAfc of crf>r t>" -r : ? r~- ? o amums she was watering and came to her husband's side, an odd pallor in her lovely face. ."Yes?xiear," she sai I in a low tone, "if there is anything I need to know, tell it to me at once, pr^y." The man stirred unoasi v in his chair, and looked at her stealthily Irom under his black eyelashes. He was a singularly handsome man, but with a dangerous droop about the corners of his finely molded lips, that would have warned any reader of character against trusting him too far. "1 shau't be likely to come back," he said, in a sulky tone. Ginevra looked at him, her face whitening. "You will s<*nd for me to come to you? Very well." ?> "Not a bit cf it," Dane Eckhart said in a hard voice. "You'll have to so back to your aunt" ' "Never!"' 'As you please; only I wash my hands of you. I want you to understand thnt you and I have both got too much temper to get on well together." "It is a pity you had not di- covered as much before you married me." "Well, I know it now; and as for the marrying, jou ought to bp a* thankful as I am that it was just & farce." "What?" "Only a game, my dear. You and I have only been playing married." Hu threw up his handson:- h??ad insolently, but involuntarily i his ehair back a step as he c-.c .uutored Ginevra's blazing eyes. She stood an imtant, trembling with passion, the*i she caspe nearer to him, anil drormiair noon a low s<2at. wound r( O 4T 6 wfc'tt arm around his neck. Loo't plague mo with sueh horrid talk, love, she *aid sweetly, "and I'll tzy not to lose my temper so easily." Dane Eckhart cast her arm oS his neck impatiently, and rose with a muttered imprecation. "It is no talk, as you'll find," he said savagely. "While you were Margaret MoxleyV heiress such talk was \ 'well enough; but you ought to have known I couldn't afford to marry a poor woman/' 1 "And you are not mar: ied to me? What, then, was that ceremony between n??" "The merest farce. That man wasn't a minister more man I am. mere, don't make a fuss. It was all because of your auat Marg ret's money, and 1 {under the circumstances, really you vought to be thankful to be rid of me, as 1 am " "To be fid of me/* Ginevra said in a hard, cold voice. "Very well, yon are . rid of me. Go!" Dane Eckhart laughed nervously. *sl think I will go until you are in better humor, at least;" and he sauntered gracefully out and down the garden walk. The passionate young creature he had left sat staring after him with a look of piteous misery on her blanched face. She sat where she could see the man she had till this moment supposed to be her husband; the man whose dangerous beauty and luring words had Drought her to this?won her from a luxurious home, of which she was the idol and prospective mistress; the manfor whom the aunt who had been a second mother to her had cast her out, V AW ? M/4 M /\TTT AO of- Km* UUUXUiCiXbCU UU1 ?UiU. UVn uc v?wv uv& ofu She could see him, smoking as he walked and lazily smelling the Sowers, and her hands clenched and unclenched themselves almost viciously. In her absorption she did not see till ho was at he door a man who came swiftly up the walk?unnoticed, too, by Dane, whose face was the other way. The man scarcely stopped to knock, and Ginevra ran to him vrithboth hands outstretched. "Oh, Robert, Robert f" she cried. "I've come as I promised you, miss. Mistress Margaret lies a-dying, and she's asked for you over and over again," An indescribable change passed over Ginevra's face, and she glanced swiftly in me direction 01 mesnruDDery, waere & faint blue smoke was curling'past the leaves. "I will go with you instantly?instantly, Robert," she said, her eyes gleaming. "I see you have a carriage; go back to it; I will join you. Take this path, Robert; I should like to get off without being seen." Robert did as he was bidden,, and Ginevra, stopping barely k>ag enough tr> r?nn oTna.Tr and hat. ran after him. Dane Eckhart tossed away the stump tof his cigar and lighted afresh one. "Deuced hard thing," he muttered. "Fin glad it's over. Now if Dame Margaret should leave her the money after all, she'd rather have the upper -hand of mi, wouldn't she?" Ha sauntered back to the house again. There was no one in the little sittingroom where he had left Ginevra, and he noticed at once that her cloak and hat were gone. "What now?" he grumbled . aloud "Where can she have gone to?" "Please, sir, I can tell you all about it," said a sharp little voice at his elbow, and Ginevra's small maid-of-alliWork popped out from behind the winHow curtains, where she had been curlBd this long time. || "1 heard 'em, I seen 'em," she nod||d briskly; "The man's name was aftbert. and he said Miss Masyjaret was I\ and she went off with him." a carriage?" demanded Dane, chHd nodded. been! The old woman is 1*11 get the cold shoulder;" and Dime Eckhart hurried away toward the town for a horse. It was something of a walk, however, and two hours had gone before he had started. ? ? _ . * ? 1 4L<? 1 ? M m ' m n M f Art/1 j At iVJLUAIUj Liie UJr iilg >v uiXiau. ivoo^u on her thorny coach and moaned constantly one inquiry: "Has she come? Robert, -sakt he iknew where to find her.- Robert - has gone for her. Jane! Jane, 1 say!" An elderly-looking woman came forward to the bedside. 'Go down, Jane, and see if she has not come." 'They have orders, madame, to let you know the instant she arriv s," the womaE said. * "Yes, hut they may linger. Moments are ages to me now. "Go, go!" ... "Bat the doctor's orders?you were not to be left alone for an instant." "The doctor is an idiot! Do you eerve me or him?"" demanded Margaret Mox'ey, in sharp, quernlous tones. "You, certainly. I only thought "Stop thinking, then, and do as I bid VOU." Reluctantly the woman departed. It was not the first time she had been on this fruitless errand, and each time she had been in terrible fright lest her mistress should fall into one of her dreadful spasms, and so be deao when she got back. ; She was not absent tr-m the room more than ten minutes in all. She found Robert and Miss Ginevra just arrived, and she only stopped for .half a dozen words with "the l.itter, before she dragged her up the >tairs to her aunt's room. : Ginevra' sprang ahead and entered the apartment first, but shrank back upon her own steps, as though she had encountered Satan himself in there, shuddering with horror, and uttering scream upon scream, that resounded to the farthest corner of the house. Thinking that what she had feared had happened in her absence, the nurse pressed past her into the room. Bal how much more awful the sight that met her than any she had ever dreamed of. . J Margaret Moxlev lay half way out of bed, as though dragged there in some awful struggle, her eyes already fixed and staring, her throat cleft with a gash, through which the life-blood flowed in a purple tide. .: Tho poor old woman had been .murdered by somebody who could not wait [ for her death even the little time he j would faavo had to.The nurse's scrcaros,- added to Ginevra's, brought every one . in the house about them. Somebody went tearing away for the doctor, as though he could be of some use, and the rest stood about in- horri; ? fied groups,.or, the more stout-hearted of them", ransacked the house in search of some traces of the murderer. There was an inquest the next morning* and whei? Ginevra was brought info the room to give her testimony, quivering in every limb and white with horror, the first face upon which her eyes fell in the apartment was that of Dane Eckhart. He had been found hiding in the shrubbery, watching lor a cnance to see Ginevra, and-those' who knew of the.enmity between him and the dead woman, had fallen upon him as her murderer. He had resisted at first, and then, seeing that it was of no use, had come with them. His face was a little pale, but confident as he stepped to Ginevra's side. "It was this lady I was watching in the shrubbery to see," he said, trying to take-her hand; "she is mv wife. "A singular place to be looking for her," "Said tho coroner mildly; and Ginevra shrank -from his extended hand with a strange, threatening look in her dark, horrified eyes. ?- *-_ i? 1 I in mac onei moment ner miuu uau gone back in a flash to the day before, md this man's brutal words to her then. She remembered how pitiless he had been, and she was saving to herself now as she said then: "Heaven help you, Dane Eckhart, if mv turn ever comes." It had come now, and she took it In a calm, self-possessed voice, from which even- trace of agitation, had vanished, she told how she had entered her aunt's room first, and of the ghastly si^ht that had met her eyes. "Was anyone else in the room? Did you hear or see anyone?" demanded!^ the coroner. Giuevra paused, with her eyes bent upon the floor, and an ashy tremor creeping around her lips. - , **I cannot testify," she said !n low, clear tones; "the man who is charged vith her death is any husband. The law does not require the wife to speak in such cases." . . Dane Eckhart shrank as thoii^h sho had struck him... He understood now, if he had not before, what a fool he had been to dare such a woman as this. "She shall give her. testimony," he declared wildly; "she can say nothing to criminate me; let her if she ,can. ? She is not my wife; -I deceived her with a sham'marriage." Genevra's lips trembled into a bitter, ? awful smile, as the man cried out so rashly, but her falling hair hid her ttana'eottt "ontrfh r\ or hnt: tha I UUU UVUV uuj W%.? jgrief of a wife who fears to criminate her husband. Dane Eekhart caught on the faces the conclusions his rash words had fivcn birth to. He struck himself with is clenched hands, and was silent. The inquest went on,: and-he "was committed for trial- at the- coming session of the court, for the murder of Margaret Moxlev. :r'"n: He thought" it would come^to nothing. He said to himself that nothing could come of it, but he shuddered involuntarily as he met the dark, bright, menacing eyes of the woman he had nivugtu. Margaret Moxley bad made her will in favor of her niece, Ginevra, in those davs before she had ever seen Dane Ec'khart. When Ginevra had eloped with Dane she had made great pretense of disinheriting her, bnt sne had never made a new will, and she sent for her at the last in kindness.. So the property Was all Ginevra's, and Dane in his prison-cell on that awful charge, had ample opportunity to meditate on his evil deeds and the evil fruit they had borne him. Bad as he seemed, Dane Eckhart ? tW iiV/V vi u. it v? ever, learning young "to live by his wits," and seeing life thus in many of its worst phases, he had never aspired to be what is called a good man. Perhaps the nearest approach to his better nature had been his love for beautiful Ginevra Moxley. He had loved' her, and it had been no sham marriage be tween them, as he pretended. He saw plainly that Ginevra. would never consent to leave him, and that they were miserably poor, and with the prospect of worse before them. He thought that once set free from him, her aunt would take her back, ? n and knowing that she would never go, except in some harsh alternative as this, ne had lied to her thus. He lay in his prison-cell, and thought of all this, and of his too probable coming fate. But he knew better than to attempt to make Ginevra believe him ?certainly then. -When I stand face to face with death I will tell her," be said to himself. "Sho will believe me then." The case went up for trial It is noi so difficult to string together evidoncc enough to hang a man, when thero is SO little CO oe saiu ou me utaer sjuu uu in this case, and the very circumstances left little to be s>aid. Besides, Dane Eckhart already bore a bad reputation, and a bad name is as much an injury to a man as a good ouo is an advantage We cannot follow the details of that trial here. Giaevra never went neai it. Shut up in her chamber at Moxley, she waited with her beautiful fac? growing more like marble every hour. When" that vorilict of guilty was brought her, she ordered her carriage, ana for the tirst time went to Dane's prison. Dane smiled as she came in. It wa? the old witc ing smilo that had won her, and the face, pule though it wa? with confinement, was the old, bandsome, fond face, unol>scured by tht sneering, half-brutal cloud that had been hovering be L ween her and it ol late. ' "I am glad you have come. I was about to send and ask you to come," Dane saiu, and i*i.i voice-was .low, and sweet, and-rich with tender feeling;- as in the old days when" they iad been more than all t e world to cach ot. er. Something smote this proud woman suddenly, as a, &arsfc of suhshino dissolves snow Down at his feet, on tho prison-floor, she sank, crying: "Forgive me, Dane!" Then Dane Eckhart lifted her up, and told history. "I will save you yet!" Ginovra cried. "Let me go!" * But Dane shook his head, smiling sadly. "You may try, my darling, but it will he in vain." "And it was. The strange, improbable story she told was received as the loving artifice of a fond, too faithful wife?that was all; and Ginevra weni back to her husband to say, with liei face in his bosom: ,4I cannot save you, my beloved, but I shall die wit.i you; 1 will not live without you." Tbe awful ^ay approached. There was no remedy, unless, indeed, the real murderer 'came forwad at the last'moment and confessed the d?.-d. ^There seemed little enoug 1 prospect of frm't; but ones evoning as Ginevra vr as driving home from tho prison, a ^strange, "Mingr\"-looking creature carpc ^ -*- -1? - x A ou iam a.uiuuip of uumjcs uy tot? si.de and spoke to her. She might not have heeded him, ho looked so desperate and forlorn, but sho caught from his Hps her husband's name, and, bidding the driver stop, she leaned eagerly from the carriage-door to listen. The gaunt, miserable boing came closo beside her. "Ican'tstand it any Jonger," he said, "and I'm going "to give mvseli up. I was the heir-at-law. and I thought if she lived to see you, she'd make a will and turn me out. I didn't knew she had made her will already, and I shouldn't have harmed, her if you had been a day later in coming. She would not have lasted of herself till then. It was for my wife and babes, who were starving, and she wouldn't help them. They'll Starve now in downright earnest, if the disgrace don't km them first" "I will care for them," Ginevra said solemnly, and took the wretch in her carriage, and drove back to town. It was as the man said. There was plenty of corroborative evidence when it came to that, and Dane Eckhart was free?a thankful, it is Loped, a better, man. The poor fellow wiio had really dons the deed was, in the end, sent to a lunatic asylum instead of to death. He went mad in the prison, and, some thought,' was mad all the time. Ginevra kept her word. She and Dane took home the starving wife and babes, and shared Margaret Mox ey's TTlbU njr uumvjiv gratitude for their own happiness after all, partly because both felt that it was xgnt and just. -? A* Sa> .%! ->* S W - -' -- *5 ' ? -' ; The Rainbow Rocks of the Yellowstone. From a natural platform at the very edge ef the lower falls, -he sight-seer can look.400 feet upward to the top of the heavily wooded banks, and down to the foot of the falls, 309 feet. It is not over forty feet from this natural platform to the other side of the river, and the volume of water compressed Into this narrow space is enormous; but as soon as it passes it is transformed Snf/\ onAtcr frsom <s n frAtv? Ka_ 11J OUU ? J J ?uu "ViU w low rises a. thick mist as the water is hurled upon the rocks that break its fs.lL Grand as are the falls themselves, the Grand Canyon really gives to the scenc its unrivaled charm. One may see turrets,, towers, pillars and conos, and hundreds of other fantastic shapes, according- as the reins of fancy are loosed- The oolors of the rock include every tint of the rainbow. Below' this is a stratum of brown rock, gradually shading into red. Then come orange, Dr yellow, violet and white limestone. Xonder is-a bright red tower, and be sides it is a pillar of black flintstone. Below it is a white cone, above aparplo arc. Burst in the Water. _ On the 2Sth of October, 1840, persons present at the Northport campground, in Wa do Cou ty, saw a meteorite fall into the water mar tho camp. As it fe 1 it burst into fragments, or that wa-i the co-cluaion drawn by those who wit-, ess d its ?Jesc% at Search was maae At tuu umu iui ungurauu, but none were then lound, the tide at all time covering the spot wher? the meteorite struct the water. Two years ago one who witnessed tho full again made the search, and >omo sma'l fragments were recovered. From time to time the search has been continued and other.fragments have be-n brought to light, one of which was co.j>iderately sent to Professor F. C. Robinson, of Bowdoin College. -More recently quite a large mass, weighing; perhaps twenty pounds, was recovered, and this mass Professor Robinson has now in his possession, much to h's gratification. He will proceed to analyze it.?Brunswick (Maine) Telegraph. A visitor at tne isntisn Museum surprised the librarian by. inquiring ii there were any extant autographs oi Jesus Christ Another asked for booki on the subject of sorcery, and wished to know if there was any man in the room who could raise the devil forhixu. THE BABY 5IABKET. How Certain S*u Franolselan# Manage to . Make a Living; la this city thero are about half a 1 dozen lying-in hospitals, nearly all conducted on tho same plan. They are generally managed for private gain, but 1 their practical nature does not prevent them from serving a humane end. "These hospitals are a great blessing : to some of the poor creatures who go 1 to them iu their hour of distress," said a person who is acquainted with their ivArl-ino-t tn irftnnrtcr n>fiftntlv. "There I -v ? - ~r ??-- - ? / - 1 I they receive attendance at the lowest rated for medieaA service, and do not want for anything in the way of careful treatmentandnursing. Oneofwhich I have particular knowledge is on Fourth street,and is kept by a German woman. 1 She has experienced nurses, quiet rooms, and her placo is visited by near' ly all classes of people. Among; those who are most frequently received are servant girls. I know of a woman in 1 this city who has had no less than six girls working for her at different times 1 who have sought refuge at this hospital. The girls aro expected to pay a uniform1 j 1 fee or $50, which covers tho entire ex~ 1 pense of their stay at the hospital. If 1 they have but.little money tiey are allowed to work out tho fee, either as 1 house servants or nurses, if they are, [ found capable of filling ?uch positions. This is, of courao, after they have suf--' liciontlv recovered to be ablo to make 1 themselves useful." "And what becomes of the child-' [ ren?" > [ "They are all brought up 'by hand,' = 1 as it is termed; that is,-on the bottle.: The healthiest aud prettiest are kept1 for the purpose of adopting direct from. ' the hospital, and the rest aro sent to the foundling asylums to take their chancos. Where the maternal instinctis so strong that the parting botweep. mother and ehiid is found too painful,'. 1 then the matron does not insist on the separation, and is, in fact, not at all anxious to keep the infant unless it is found to be somewhat prepossessing.": ' "Then the prettier th? child the better its chances for adoption?" "Exactly; and here-iswherc the main profit of the institution is derived. The ; ' proprietress, bo sides getting a reasona1 bio fee for her nursing and other serf vices, often makes a much larger one , by disposing of a child to a person of wealth who is anxious to. adopt it. Childless ladies eomo in their carriages, ; rustling in silks and satins, to select a i bright-eyed infant to love* and cherish and lighten the household. I have heard i of the prices paid in some instance? i running as high as $3,000- or - $4,000. i The shrewd proprietress knows how to turn to her advantage the fancy taken ; by a wealthy lady to a pretty baby. The i , little ones are always arrayed in fine . dresses when a customer is. expected, and are shown off at their best, that one of them at least may not fail io touch the chord?the golden chord, in the case, to the proprietress?of the visitor. Some of the customers are more eager to secure a prize of infant humanity than others. Thero was tha case of a lady recently whose husband i had been in China for several months, and who, being childless, was some i wnat anxious on tne suojecs 01 a son and heir. - The round of the foundling ; asylums and hospitals. wasm&d^i?Ti?in , by the lady for the object of her search, but one day, happening in at tha.par! lor of the institution I nave referred to, . a little red-faced darling only & days old took her eye, and a bargain - was ; immediately struck. The lady saw a i resemblance to her husband's face in the tiny features of the infant, and taking it home duly installed it in her : household and aneetkms, all unknown to her absent lord. Next day the newspapers contained notices of the birth of ? ??? * '? nrifa nf onH />nniac a dVU WW ?UW TTiAV W* f of the papers were sent to the delighted husband, who shortened his stay in China in order to ran homer -and get a look at his supposed offspring. It was not long before the secret was out, however, for, woman-like, she couldn't keep it Then a squall struck the infant's new-home, though it quickly Wew oyer, and tha house ra-cchoes to squalli of & more diminutive, though, pernaps, not less heartrending nature. The husband has beoom* reconciled to hi* disappointment, and tf the youngster does not develop to an alarming degree hi? inborn Tar-fiat tendencies he will doubt* less remain a welcome guest at th? house of his foster-parents.?San Francisco Chronicle. Ftm From FrsBC&Etpen. A valet-de-chambre presents hknself to a gentleman whose service he is desirous of entering. "Where were you . last employed? Why did you leave ???? ?T - ?^ 5" VkTT yum" jpiaw; juuiyiv^cu uj Tom. Left because be kept too close - an eye on me." When Henri Eochafort was a youngs man he held a clerkship in the Prefecture at Paris, but never put in an appearance at the office, preferring to busy himself writing for the stage. His superior officer complained to the Prefect, and asked. Baron Haussman to turn the delinquent out of his place, but the Baron (who was interested in the actress that was to sustain the leading* part iar Rochefort's play) declined, uttering the profound aphorism: "You can't turn a man out of his office who is never in it!" Mme. X. is a. charminsr woman, but nature has dowered her "altogether too liberally in-the matter of feet. She has been sick but has been convalescing, and tells a friend, who has called to;, see how she is getting along, that she can barely put one foot before the other. "Ah, my dear," says the visitor (who . wears No. lsV"then you have made a gigantic striao toward recovery." They have been discussing a fatal duel, and one of the party says solemnly: "It seems to me that Providence would have been wiser had it ordained that the murderer should be killed instead of his unfortunate victim." X. tells the story of his duel to a friend. "You see, about three months ago we got into % discussion about politics ana ho gave me a slap in the face. Of course, alter that an amicable arrangement wasim possible, so I demanded satisfaction " "And got it?" 1 "Yes; we met next morning and I got a thrust in the ribs, and this is the first time I've set foot outside of the house." , "Ah, there he goes now?on the other " side of the street." "Yes so it is. By ' heavens, he is laughing at the way I . am crawling^long. Never mind, only wait till I get round, and then see if I don't give him another lesson."?Fhii~ adelphior Record. Representatives of the different Presidents' families are living: in Washing ' ton. They are. as follows: Henry j Adams; Mrs. MeUdeham, who is Jefferson's granddaughter,-and Miss Ran1 dolph, the Misses -GouYerneur. greatgranddaughters of Monroe; Mrs. Sein1 pie,, a daughter of President Tyler; John lyler, %nd Secretary Lincola-tod family. THE GOAT MUST GO. How a Dade Assisted an old Gentleman to Kscapo. That rugged, though not exactly picture8que, part of New York City which first greets every traveler from the north to that city, and which has been immortalized by the comedies of Harrigan and Hart, is about to be stripped of one of its -most prominent features. The shanties that adorn its rocki' will still remain, but doom has been pronounced upon the goat that has become native to the soil?if such a word can be applied to the barren trap rock on fVt -*yr Krrtrouft The animal has multiplied until he has become a nuisance, and, owin? to his increasing- numbers, even the billboards and the tomato cans cannot yield him sufficient nutriment. He is even accused of consuming the iron ratlings of the fine mansion-* which are encroaching upon his habitat, and of xmdermiuing the brown stone fronts which have of late yo-rs been erected there. . ?One of the new residents in these mansions has actually lodged a complaint against these animals?something utterly unknown beforo to even the oldest inhabitant in that vicinity. There Is talk of an indignation meeting to erive expression to the feeliner which this upstart" has provoked among the old citizens. But he trusts to the justice of his cause and the extent of his grievance. The goats have pushed out and broken one of the stone posts of the railing on his front doorsteps. These steps are always full of goats, and recently one of thero being chased by a dog ran up the steps ana jumped through a plategiasj window into his parlor. Un&er these circumstances he has complained to the police. Another recent resident, a very young man, has also a tale of misery to tell. He was calling on his best girl whose father made fun of hi? pipe-stem legs and his -dude^oat-feails sticking below the edge of his overcoat. On his way home late oa the night when the "old man" went to his club he met that gentleman interviewing a goat which.had attempted to back him off the sidewalk. The old man had seized the animal by the horns and was trying to "back it into some policeman and have it arrested. The contest was an exceedingly close one and it looked when the dude came op as if only an official count could settle it. .; Here, then, was the young man'a long-coveted opportunity to make a friend of the :old ono. . He would rescue him from his predicament and win his daughter's hand by means of the old man's gratitude. His offer of help was gladly welcomed. He was directed to tale hold of one horn of the animal. He did so, and the old gentleman, picking up his hat and cane, skipped merrily homo. Now the difficulty of taking one horn is just the same in the case of the goat as it is in other cases. When you nave taken ono horn you feel like taking anT? ftiAf f/Mi Korrn f/\ fr\i* rnn will AM lUUk jvu iiUI V IV* 4Vi JUV* WW 1A* be more likely to bo upset when you take one than if you take two. So the young fellow "took another and found himself in a worse plight than the old gentleman was in; for there was no one to relieve him. The goat ran hhnrd<Jwn one avenue, then across another street and up another avenue, until, instead of being taken to a police-station itself, it backed the dude up to one and had the pleasure of seeing him arrested as a disorderly person, while the goat, imitating the old gentleman, took its cheerful way homeward. This young man has joined the crusade against the goat population of that vicinity. Condiments and Indigestion. Cayenne pepper may be selected as a typical example of a condiment properly so called, Mustard is a food and condiment combined; this is the case with some others. Curry-powders are mixtures of very potent condiments with more or less of farinaceous' materials, and sulphur compounds, which, like the oil of mustard, onions, garlic, etc.,-may nave a vci wu amuuu> v>?. ?*? tritive value. - The mere condiment is a stimulating drug that does its work directly upon the inner .lining of the stomach, by exciting it to increased and abnormal activity. A dyspeptic may obtain immediate relief by using cayenne pepper. Among the advertised patent medicines is a pill boaring the very ominous name of its compounder, the active constituent of which is cayenne. Great relief and temporary comfort are commonly obtained by using it as a "dinner-pill." If thus used only as a temporary remedy for an acute and temporary, or exceptional, attack of indigestion, all is well, but the cayenne, whether taken in pills or dnsted over Sie fo'od or stewad with it in carries or: any otherwise, is one of. the most cruel 6frslowpoisons when taken habuually. Thousands of poor wretches are crawling' miserably toward their gprtves, the victims of the multitude of maladies of both mind and body that are connected with chronic, incurabledyspe'psia, all brought about by the habitual use of cayenne and its condimental cousins. The usual history of these victims is that they began by overfeeding, took the condiment to forcc- the stomach to do more than its healthful amount of work, using but a little at first Then, the stomach became tolerant of this little, and demanded more; then more, and more, and more, until:.at last inflammation, ulceration* torpidity, and finally the death of" the digestive powers, accompanied with all that long train of miseries to which I have reimrnii ?w Williams. in Podu lar Science Monthly for January. Improvement in Torpedoes. Hitherto the difficulty with the torpedo as an instrument oi offense on shipboard has been to launch it properly from the beam wheri tho vessel is going at a .-h'git rate of speed. It used to be impelled aloncj a guide-bar, to which it was attachedly a T-piece, cntil it was so far from the "side of the ship as not to.be affected by her. way. But tho pressure of the water caused the guide to vibrate from side to side, so as to either jam the torpedo effectually or injure its tail at tho moment of leaving the ways. A strong and rteid gunmetal, shield.has now been added to the torpedo equipment of the British war ship Polyphemus for the purpose of projecting from tho side and-taking the {>ressur? of -water from the guides. Uness an expedient is devised which will iiisare a safe and certain dispatch of a torpedo from a- ship - sail ng rvery fast throughrthe water there-frill - be little ase in supplying thePoiynhemti^w hich has been built for speed;- with- ssch a weapon.?N. ?i MaiL and Express. Phil Sheridan's..prescription for a ;old: 4'Stayat home and sit in front; N# fVn vuv U4V1 i One "Well for "wo Ouo we 1 was ne^r ar c enough to furnish water for two or thr e fami ie-t I re?t my palat al dwell't;g-pl.? e from a man wtio owns two hous- s?ono on e'ther side of that in which I liv\ In my back yard there is a well, and in each of the other back yards a c'stern is located, and when we three families moved into our respective places of abode, it was clearly understood and so nominated in the bon<T that all should have accessto and water from the well? ana that the central figure in the group {meaning myself) should be permitted to draw upon the hoarded treasures of either cistern at his own sweet will. On Monday of the second week a'ter we began to utilizu our building, my wife intimated to me that she would appreciate having a few pails of washing water from one of the cistcims. When my wife intimates anything to me, I always feel the promptings of love in my heart and promptly accede to her wishes. I did so on this occasion, and went to the cistern to westward of us. I pumped up one pail of water and took it to my waiting spouse, - but when I attempted to draw another, the woman who seemed to be running that cistern came out and asked me if I did not think it would be more polite ?she bore down on "rolitc" pretty hard?to get some water from the other cistern. I told her that I was a plain, blunt fellow, who did not stand on etiquette very much, and if it made no difference to her Fd get the water where my wife dum pleased. She replied that her cistern was very low, but I told her I was not a bit stuck up or particular about the rank in society of cisterns with which 1 might have to associate, and she said something about my not being able to take a hint, when i repuea tnat i coma lose snore mnis in a minute than she could give mc in an hour, and proceeded to transfer the ,water from the cistern to the wash-tub." When I returned for a third pa'lful, the crank of the chain-pump was gone, so I visited the cisteru of my other neighbor, who smiled as if to welcome me, as I entered her gate, and remarked that the weather was quite dry. I agreed with her, and wan engaged in wetting a pailful of weather, when she proceeded to say that cistern water would be an object one of tho?e days. I said I supposed so, and having emptied my pail came for more. "Don't you hate a hog?" she inquired. I admitted that I was not very deeply in love with the present tenement of the devil, when she said something abont two-legged hogs that I could not help regarding as personal. I filled my pail and gracefully strolled to the b;:ck door of the kitchen, where my wife stood, and informed her of -the crisis that hovered over us. Sooner than I can tell it, the round of a discarded table-leg was thrust into the spout of the pump at the well, and I was invited to saw it off, which I did. When I returned at noon, from my office, I found my family thirsty,- and then I saw for the first time that I had revenge upon all parties concerned, in dueling myseu. n cosc me a aouar to get the table-leg borec^ out of the spout, and my wife has to havo some bangs ana back hair, and the other women have had to purchase new dresses and court-plaster and arnica have to be bought for the children every day, and each of my neighbors has h. padlock on the wheel of his cistern pump, while I ; pay a negro two dollar? a day to guard the well with a double-barreled shotgun, and don't speak to the people that live on either side of us. Oh, no! one well for three families is very amusing, but it is expensive, too.?Jr. E. Huddle, in New York Mercury. The Tooth Factory. The domain of the dentist is to be disputed. A <peat discovery has been iliciUU nr U1VU M lUiVTViUtlUUiAV ?uv ff MV*v business, and emancipate the sufferers. A factory has been established, plenty of capital to back it, for the purpose Of , making sets of artificial teeth by machinery. All that anvone who is troubled with his teeth w'.ll have to do will be to get them all pulled out. Then he can. purchase a brand new, machinemade set and be exempt from toothache all the rest of h s life. There is,: of . course, nothing new in the making and using of artilicial teeth, but it will be easily seen that the manufacture by machinery presents great advantages.. When the making of watches by machinery was start d th -re we e many protests that the new way would never be as good as the old. But the exactness soon attnined.and t!?<- convenience of having the part* interchangeable, brought about a revolution, and the factory watches now rauic above the hand-made. The same advantages- wi l be bad in tho factory teeth. If oae set. gets broken, or comes out, an exactly similar one can bo ordered from the I T4 1 iilV/ l?Vi J Ab VCiJ JUIflU VV^w* aa vmv gets cracked, it can be replaced in the same way. All that will do necessary will be to give the number of the plate, and a new one, precisely like the old, will be sent by return ma:L?N. Y. Mail and Express. Served. Him Right. "I?I wanted to ask your opinion about-a little matter, and also secure your advice," he said, as he cornered a member of the City CoudcU on one of the City Hall porches yesterday. "Well, sir, what can I do "for you?" "Is it your opinion that we shall have an open winter?" "Well, Sir, I?I can't really say. J do not pretend to be a weather-prophet" "Sorry?very sorry," continued the other; "I have got to go to Chicago on foot. If you could guarantee me fine' weather I wouldn't need to ask you to lend mc more than half a dollar. As you can't do that, and as I am liable to be snowed in somewhere for a week, I shall be compelled to request the loan of at least eighty cents. Do you advise me to lay in a stock of crackers and ' cheese at this point, or would you buy : as you went along and from day to I day?" The Alderman sought to crawl out of any responsibility in the matter, but the man hung to him until he got thirty cents as a compromise. The msn who won't predict an open winter ought to be bled.?Detroit Fret Press. In Paris when a man gets a divorce from his wife it is the fashion to celebrate the affair by a dinner, ba 1 or some sort of festival. In America when a man gets a divorce, after he lias settled with his lawyers, he has to hump himself to get money enough to buy bread, and the chances are that he will run a few lunch routes for some time to come. An American divorce is no picnic, and after a man has been obliged to support one or two grass widows for a couple of years life ceases to have any charms for him, and He is ready to die.?Peek's Sun. HARNEY'S RACE FOR LIFE >"cd Bontllne's Recollections of an Inter eating Episode. The World's mention of the reterai General Harney and his recent ruarriag< were read by me with interest. Fon years' hard serv'c- with him in th< Florida war, and nearly two in Mex'co closely associated with him most of th< time, "give mo a r'ght to a knowledg< of him as he was. In 1883, when I was a Midshipman acting Lieutenant on board the Unite< States schooner Otsego, on the Floridj coast, he was Lieutenant Colonel of tbi Second United States Dragoons, nndei Colonel Twiggs. It was the only cavalry regiment in tho war, and Phi] Kearney, Charlie May and "Billy Fulton the father of Chandos Fulton, pro mi nent now in your city, were then in the regiment Haniey looked every inch a soldier, and ho stood six feet three Inches in hL boots. He was not handsome. He wa< stalwart, - manly, ever impetuous : ii word and-action. In 1839 ho had a post with two com -panies of the Soeond -Dragoons on- tin Caloosahatt-h'e river, about ten or fif Uen miles above its mouth. It- enter! the Gulf of Mexico at Sonabel Island. The men were mostly in teat^ Then nroa ?i amoll .? sutler's atOT* anda temporary storehouse in the en campment . In the middleofa hot night?I forge: the precise date?the -Seminolcs, nuci' bcring three or four hundred, under Ar piaka, the fish-eater, and Blly Bowlegs, surprised the post Colonel Barney, ii consequeacftof the heat and mosquitoes had taken his blankets and left hu quarters to sleep on a knoll ou the rivei bank, where the cool breeze swept ovei the water. This alone saved his life He was awakened in the dead of nigh! by the yells of the Indians, the firing o! guns and the shrieks of his dying men, Harney, in his shirt and drawer! without a weapon, cobld:only ma foi his life. Capture would bo death by the cruelest torture. He ran down the river inrougn me uease swamp, uie jluui&i yells filling-the night air. and he believ ingthem close on histraiL - For mile: he kept on, the scanty Rothes he won torn all to tatters on the branches aa he plunged through the brush, and fasl as he went he heard a crash boh in c h'm. He was pursued. At last, breathless, worn out so he could run no fur ther, he halted and turned. 1 give hu own words to mo of what then occur red: "I heard . the red-eassea close ontc me, Iknewiiwas death,-but I though! I'd die game- I squared< ofl^ clinchec my fists and shouted, *Como on, yoi red devils, d n you, come on.' "Howly saints, is it you. Kernel?' eried on< of my own men, the only man beside me that escaped, as he halted within my reach. I was that mad. to be sc seared by a white man. that I knocked xum aovrn-on me spoti = ivs s iscc. Then I felt ashamed of my act, picked him up and told him I was sorry!" The two then crawled on through the 8wa.mp and got down by daylight tc Sanabel Island, swimming across the narrow channcl to its sanayshore. The next day we ran in there for water ir the Otsego and found Harney and hii soldier almost stark naked on the beach, both hungry and thirsty, but thankful for *ife. Aud this is known in Florida war history as the "Massac: e on the' Caloosahatchie." he reason of the surprise was, that there was * temporary truce between the Indians and whites, and, fearing no danger, the sentinels were few and careless. After that Harnej planned and t arried out a raid into the Everglades, in which twenty-seven buck Indians were killed or captured?.nnd all of them hun^ as soon as in our hands. We captured about thirty squaws and children, who were held as prisoners till sent West. I was on the raid. In it the-late General Urd was shot through the shoulder. He was then a Second Liutrcnant in the Third Artilleiy. General Sherman, no*- retired, was a First Lieutenant in the same regiment at the time.?New York World. One Hundred and Fifteen. Of the many centenarians mentioned in the newspapers it is probable that very lew actually reached the a^e ' ol 100 years. Maj.-Hoskin<on, who is well informed on local history, claims that Erie county had a case which is beyond dispute. The following is the major's account: "This was Michael Hare, who lies buried in Wate^ord cemetery, and his tombstone records his death May 3, 1843, and his age- at 115 years 8 months and 22 days. Hare was an Irishman, and had an eventful life.- -He was in the old French war, and .was at Braddock's defeat, was present at the de'eat of St Clair by the western Indians, and was shot, scalped, and left on the field for dead. Hare was one of three heirs who had a -life interest in some real-estate in Ireland, and the fact of his existence had to be forwarded to Ireland yearly under the seal of the court in order that a small annnity could be forwarded to him. It is related that several generations passed away while waiting for Hare's death. Prob.kbly no better authenticated instance is recorded of man passing the hundredth year than that of Michael Hare." ?Erie Dispatch. Sure Cares for Wife Beating; In Hampshire villages a castom still prevails of -Serenading a wife beater with kettles, tongs and shovels until he is brought to his senses either from shameypr to be rid of the horrid din. In the counties of Surrey and Sussex a somewhat similar custom was formerly in vogue. When it was known that a man was in the habit of beating the partner of his joys and sorrows some chaff from the threshing floor was sprinkled in front of his house at night If this hint, whichwss-wcll uruerstood, *? * j a il f h a aaw aau iivt cue ucsucu uicbt iu wv w?? horns, bones, cleavers, bells, whistles, rattles, frying-pans and old kettles in the viUagemere pressed into service. Between the pauses in the music the following verse was sung; There is a man in this, place Has beat his wife Haa-^e&t blfi wife: It la a very groats frame and disgrace To aH who.live ic-this-place: It la, Inflect upon my life. This invariably produced the desired effect. But where the offender was too hardened a severe drubbing was ttdminietered by the village dames on a dark night in a convenient place. A xnaiden lady of Philadelphia waa a witness in court the other day, and when sworn was requested to kiss the Bible. She refused, saying that it was so long since she had kissed anything fVmfr ahn ha/L. fnwrnttpn Inw it w*s done. This is a 3traage and interesting case.. i Mrs. Jenkins eomp'ained- that the turkey; sheiad eaten didn't set veil. "Probably,''- said Jenkins, "'A -wasnot ft hen turkey." "WIT AND HUMOR. "I believe the Lord can sere reporters," sa:d a New Haven hallelujah las3 tie recently; "I knew one. who was converted; he left tho "business, and r henceforth followed an honest life.? Waterbury American. j Shot silks are very fashionable. The j garment bhould be hung over the back ience and peppered witn about lour charges of JBB shot Anything small> er is liable to produce the same effect as moth holes.?Burlington Free | Press. t Jones was playing billiards. "I de. clare," he said, addressing Timmins, [ who was looking on, "the more I play ( the worse I play." "You've played a . great deal, haven't you?" asked" Tim. mins quietly. Jones treated.?New Orleans Picayune,' . _ , A shrewd old lady cautioned her mar> ried daughter against worrying her hus? band too much, and concluded by ) saying: "Aly child, a man is like an egg. Sept in hot water a little while - it may boil soft, but keep him there too i long and he hardens. Money doesn't alwaystnake the mare { go. J?'at man (who is in something of ft hurry)?I'll mve you ?5 to get me to the station in tnree'minutes." .Cabman ! (with provoking slowness)?"Well, ' sorr, you might corrupt me, hut you can't bribe tiLat horse.?Harvard-Lam' peon. [ One of our physicians, driving in the rain and mud the other day, was upset J in a ditch. Some persons, seeing the mishap, went to Ms-assistance. Wiping j the mud from Ms eyes and mouth, he ' said, "Good morning, gentlemen, r what can I do for you?1'?Water town Observer. t One of the attractions in a Philadel| phia dime museum is a "human .fly." , He probably came from Canada. Any? how, it is known that the human fly r there about the time?fly time, so to , speak?a big bank defalcation- is re, ported in this country.?Korrisiotvn Mernl/t J 1 ~w A festive dnde came into our sanctum. > He had a poem; we-* "kindly thanktum. i With the office ckib we gently plank|" turn over the top of his phizaranstum. ' He swore an oath which- sounded like ( blank turn, and gazed at us like a ding ' ed old cranktum. and then there was a vacancy in our sanctum.? -Evansville i Argus. Kate Field avers - that she couldn't get a well-cooked dinner in Utah dur' mg eighteen montus. A case of "too j many cooks spoil the broth," we pre: snme, or else the wires were fighting 1 over who s-hould pull the next handful ' of hair out of the old man's head.? | Boston Globe. Who say? a woman can't climb? An \ old maid in Massachusetts 'saw a dead field mouse bj the roadside the other day, and in less -han forty seconds sho i was in the topmost crotch of an apple tree, tucking her skirts, and peering I around among ine crancces ior ner J spectacles.?Burlington Free Press. A gentleman presents himself at poi lice headquarters, and asked to have a i general alarm sent out for his daughter i who is believed to have eloped with the coachman. "Describe her, if you I please," says the sergeant. "Well, she \ is dark-coniplected, and wears a thin. gummy kind of dress, cut bias, and, as-~?? . to her age, why, she is two or three > ^ears yonuger than you'd take her to "Smith, how is it that you always ?et such good bargains ?** queried ones. "Because 1 was taught from i my infancy habits of thrift, patience : and economy," replied Smith. "My 1 father was always drumming into me to *wait a little while and you'll pur! chase cheaper.^ Why, even my mother 1 used to sing: 'Uyc-iow, oaoy, rciore x could walk." Jones was perfectly sat; isfied with the explanation.?Boston 1 Courier. * ' A lady called on a friend. who had ' only been married a few years and was ' surprised to find her in tears. "I am the most unhappy woman in town, and it is all on account of my husband." "Whv vour husband lives for you alone. He stays at home all; the time"; he never goes away from home; he never brings ; any friends of his to the house. ' | "Xes," replied the unfortunate woman, ; putting her handkerchief to her face, and sobbing con vulsively; "that's?what j makes?me?so?miserable." Milliken came home looking very disconsolate. "It's all up," he said to his : wife, "I .wasn't elected. Everything ; went all right until yesterday, and then i they raked up a charge against me for ^ J. s 1 . horsestealing." "i>ut, my aear, wuy didn't you make them back up. the charge?" .'iBock it up? That's just i where the trouble wvs. Some of our ward committee, like blame fools, kept r crying for 'proof and 'documents,' r and they got them."?Boston Jingo. Kosciusko Murphy is not a very well- 0 informed young man, but he never misses an opportunity of having his say [ and he frequently puts his foot into it. ' A few days ago two Austin gentlemen were talking m a restaurant "I hardly think Gen. Wolseley will get over the cataracts," said one of them. "As I 1 understand it the cataracts are to be re moved," responaea ine otuer -gentleman. "Then he will get over it," interrupted Murphy, who was sitting at a table close by. "1 had an uncle who had two cataracts removed and ho got over it?Texas Siflings. A gentleman traveling through Ireland with a very stout companion had ' occasion to h re a jaunting-car, and having agreed with the driver for half | a crown, stepped back to the inn where he was staying and called his fat friend. The driver, as soon as he got - a glimpse of the enormous dimensions of his "fare," walked up to.the head of his horse, and holding up the tattered lappets of a worn-out jacket said; "Whist, sir, get up as lightly as ye can will ye?" "What, is your beast skittish?" asked the gentleman. "No, sir," said Fat, with an inimitably shrewd leer, "but if he saw the big gentleman, he'd most like'ysay: 'Whist, Pat, but it ought to be five shillings.? Every Oilier Saturday. Farmer John?"Fox hunters? Wall, I should say we hed fox hunters in these parts. Funniest crowd yea ever seed in your life. Makes me shake all over every time I think of 'em.n Visitor?"City chaps, I suppose?" "Yas. They come down from the city, and stopped at the Old Time Inn, beyond the hill there?twenty-two of 'em, all i in red jackets and yellow boots looking ! like organ-grinder monkeys off fur a i holiday." "Funny sight, I've no ! doubt" "Funny? Why, Jake and T-~ ^ ?? ?? wK?n wo srwil rVifm Vit" i uusu auu ^ i in' over the meadow, just laid down on , the barn floor and roared!"' "Did 1 they cotch the fox?" "Yes, they got him." "Must have been j>retty" good riders, then, anyhow." ">o, when the fox saw 'em comin' he got to laughin' so hard he couldn't nm. ?Philadelphia CaU, . -