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y'::v - . :^V ;<A* BILL ART'S LETTER. A FLORIDA VENICE. Atlanta Constitution. Yesterday we visited the North Island, or Palmetto Island, as it is called, and spent a happy day. There were thirteen in the party. We didn't know this until we were out at sea, and it disturbed our tranquility a little?just a little. Philosophy doesn't drive away our superstitions. This was the longest sail we have taken, and we carried enough lunch along to feed us a week, as wetnougnt if anything should happen to us like there did to Robinson Crusoe we would not starve. It was a delightful sail of five miles, and Mr. "VVhitmore's little boat "Columbia" plowed the waves eagerly and sometimes threw the pure salt water over us and made the children scream with delight. Mr. Whitmore, our Swedish sailor, said: "It was werry healthy?dis zalt vater." Indeed, that is what gives this place its name and reputation? the continuous flow of pure salt water into the harbor from the numerous passes between the islands. It is always coming in and going out, and there is no stagnation. These islands are long and narrow. On the west side they are fringed with a beautiful beach, just as far as the eye can reach, and the surf is ever lashing the sandy shore, leaping and lapping and foaming, coming and going and moaning. The young folks brought their bathing suits along, and rejoiced in struggling with the white-capped waves. Some It A VTA Viulf O *ialrY?offn llAllQP UQIlClillCU ila T c ik/ (AAA V t* j/uimv vvv uvmwv near by which is both a shelter and a hiding place. It is prettily thatched on top and on the sides with palm leaves, the stems of which are woven and interlaced like the basket makers do it. All around are groves of palm trees whose beautiful umbrella tops shaded us from the sun. .Beneath ' their shade we ate up everything we had brought. As I walked along the shell-covered beach I saw a man?just a small speck of & man?a' mile away, and I thought it must be Crusoe's man Friday. Soon I saw other specks move out from the palmettoes, and these seemed like the cannibals who were getting ready to roast a prisoner. But they all plunged into the foamy waters and Mr. Whitmore said it was a bathing party from Dun Eden. This whole island is made of shells?disintegrated shells?and I should think would make good phosphate. Every gulf storm throws a new coat upon it, or takes away one. The fishermen get both profit and sport around these passes where the groupers and pompano and Spanish mackerel abound. It took us only half an hour to make the outward trip, but much longer to return, for it was sailing against the wind, and we had to tack and retack all the way. It was a day to be remembered, and all the thirteen were landed safe about sundown. Every day somebody goes out on one of these island excursions, for they are cheap ?only $1.50 for the whole party. There are no horses to feed or run away, no strain on anything. Indeed there is not a single private, carriage in Clear Water; no driving around and leaving cards. If you can't walk you can sail or row. It is all air and water. Springs seems fairly upon us now. The oleanders are in bloom and the odor of the yellow jesmine perfumes the air. Fruit-bearing trees are all in bloom. I saw an alligator pear tree in full blossom. It was eighteen inches in diameter. Its fruit is some thing between a banana and a muskmelon, and is eaten with salt and pepper. Cabbages grow to twenty-five pounds in weight and tomatoes are large and colored to perfection. Something is growing all the year round and yet nature seems to have her seasons here as in higher latitudes. And now let me say to numerous corresjJfcndents, who have asked a hundred questions, that I have no type-writer and can only say that I have no interest whatever directly or remotely in booming Clear Water. I am not a real estate agent. I have no land to sell, but the more I travel and the longer I stay the more I am satisfied with what nature has done for this iOas>n T hftvfi nn earnest desire to own a winter residence here, where my wife and others of the family can come and bask in Florida sunshine and breath the salt air of the gulf. It is possible to live as cheaply here as anywhere, and a cottage of six rooms can be built for $1,000. There is a good bakery here, and with good bread and butter and fish and vegetables there is no lack of food. Uncle Dan McMullen has been living here fiftytwo years and says it is certainly the healthiest region on the globe. I go to Apopka and Oakland and j Kissimce this week and then to Iverness and Crystal River and Brooksville, all of which are said to be lovely. I am studying Florida without a book, but somehow I have no desire to be at the grand opening of Mr. Flagier's new hotel at Lake Worth. It would be a scene too bewildering for me and too depicting. I like such things at a distance. But I like the hospitable, unpretending town, whose hearts arc warm and the people liveiu close communion. These are the people who fight our battles in war and respect law and order in times of peace and preserve the commonwealth. These are the humble, contented people to whom Bums and Pope and Goldsmith paid tribute and whose graves Gray immortalized in his eulegy. These people have their faults and their prejudices, but in time of trouble I would rather depend upon one of them than upon a score of purse-proud aristocrats. How thoughtful they are of i heir ch ildren's morals. "Mr. McMullen," said Ij "if it won't pay you to market these oranges why don't j'ou make wine of them. I see it selling in town at 50 cents a quart and it is nearly as good as sherry." "Yes," said he, "I know it makes good wine, but there is a lot of grand children growing up around me and I am afraid to take the responsibility. I am not a prohibitionist, but I don't want to lead my own flesh and blood into temptation." He lives four miles from town and the ground beneath his beautiful grove was yellow with the golden fruit. Late returns from the sale of common oranges have discouraged the owners from gathering and boxing and hauling to town and taking their chances with the commission merchant. The 6,000,000 boxes that a month ago were supposed to represent $6,000,000 of profit will hardly reach the half of it. And yet everybody wants a grove and everybody who lives here or winters here ought to have a small one for home ornament and house use. I have never ceased to admire the exquisite beauty of an orange tree in blossom or in fruit, and if I get a home here I will have a ' ' i x 1 A - J dozen Desiring trees trauBpiameu tu my lot. What is Florida for but to enjoy? This delicious climate; was giveaitbya kind providence torestore the invalids of more northern latitudes. How many people have I asked "what brought you here ?" and the almost invariable answer is, "I was suffering from lung trouble or asthma or catarrh and I am cured," or "my father or my mother was suffering and moved here." Certain it is that I have improved and our little grandchild is now a picture of rosy health. To save one precious life is worth more than the travel and expense of getting here. But how about the summers ? I don't know from experience, but our Cartersville friends who have lived here for several years smile at the idea of the summers being any more oppressive than in upper Georgia. Mr. Anspaugh and his wife both say that the cooling breeze from the gulf never fails them day or night, and I will believe anything they tell me. Mr. Anspaugh is a plasterer by trade and has held more mortar over his shoulder than any man in Florida. He is a horny-handed son of toil and those are the men who have no talent for lying or exaggeration. When I want the truth without dissimulation I inquire of Lewis Anspaugh. Work a?w1 oa V*o on/1 Ilia trnA^ IS UUI1 li\J rr auu ov uw u?u ?iw wife are taking boarders. They have fourteen in all and every one says he is content. My respect for the toilers increases with age. Longfellow's most beautiful poem is his tribute to the village blacksmith. ' But still there comes a time when we want more money and less work. As we near our three score years and ten and the limbs get stiff and the blood gets thin and cold we feel like we have fit enough as old man Candler said to Dr. Miller after the first battle of Manassas. The old man was over seventy, but he fought all day like a lion. That night he was nearly dead and sent for the doctor. "Give me a discharge, doctor, for I have fit enough." Bill Arp. A I'reuy incident. The most beautiful thing I saw at the fair was an old woman in one of the wheel chairs, her son pushing it. Her white hair and care-furrowed face showed she had waited more than three score and ten years for one of the happiest days of her life. The plain dress proved neither was rich in purse; but she was rich in joy, he richer than Gould in making his mother happy. I shall forget many wonderful things I saw at the fair, but never forget the little old woman in black resting so cozily in that rolling chair, her joy-lit face under the aureole of white hair, as her stalwart son bent over and told her some new wonder they were coming to. "Are we almost there, son ?" "Yes, mother," he said, smiling at her child-like enjoyment, "and it will take your breath away this time, sure." And she laughed like a girl and he chuckled like a delighted boy as they passed on, not knowing that anybody noticed them. Perhaps no one else saw their happiness, but he was the one man on the grounds I envied. Oh, the proud step, as he pushed the chariot of the queen of all the world to him ! Ah ! her proud look as she rode through the throng, attended by the kingliest of men?the man who honors his mother. How much better that money was spent than to wait till mother died in a round of monotony, then spend it chiseling the epitaph death wins from human selfishness.? Binghamton Republican. ? Mrs. Fannie Million, who resides at Million, Ky., is perhaps the oldest lady horseback rider in the United States. She is 90 years of age. Ilccently she rode 10 miles on horseback to visit some relatives. She owns and rides a horse as remarkable as herself. It is 26 years old and named for General Kirby Smith, the old Confederate General. Mrs. Million has never used spectacles in her life, her eyesight being at present as good as it wa? j when she was 16. She is not stooped and decrepit, but erect as an Indian. I She is strong physically and mentally J and could dance a set with ease. SERMOft ON SNAKES, "" Snake* and Temptations Likened, Columbia State. The Rev. J. A. Rice, pastor of the Washington Street Methodist Church, yesterday morning preached a sermon upon the subjectof "Serpents," based on the text Genesis, 3:13: "'The serpent beguiled me." In the course of his discourse Mr. Rice took occasion to say that the barrooms (evidently official) and the blind tigers were serpents of temptation now investing this community, and he went on to handle them pretty severely. He referred to them as moral jungles hiding in dark corners like true serpents, doing their deadly work just as the vilest serpent. The following outline of the subject matter of the unusual sermon will be read with interest: Snakes have had much to do with the history of the world. They guard l .# it. * the secrets ana sacreaness 01 me iurcsts and forbid or retard the advancement of civilization in those regions. They have also found places in the various systems of religion in Egypt, India, Assyria, China, Greece and indeed among about all the great religions of the world. It is not therefore surprising that it should have had an influence over Judaism and even Christianity and that Eve should have seen in the serpent the embodiment of her temptation, because of the likeness of the habits of the serpent to the characteristics of temptation. Primitive people are very observant of the habits of animals and of nature in general. They get many of their religious ideas in this way. It is thought by some that the idea of the immortality of the soul oame from observing the persistence and permanence of objects in nature. The serpent resembles temptation in its dwelling place. It hugs the earth. So does temptation come from things earthly. Its origin is not from God, for lie temptetft none, it aoes noi come from the higher regions of light. The home of the snake is in dark corners, the jungles and among the shadows. In the moral jungles men find temptation. As among physical jugles there can be no safety, despite the greatest watchfulness and care, so are we never secure when venturing into dark corners. He who goes takes his life in his own hands. We are not safe only in the distance. The snakes of India are objects of scientific interest to me, but do not alarm me, because I do not expect to go among them. A snake on the other side of Columbia can bite trees, gnaw the pavement, attack every passer-by, but cannot hurt me if I stay on this side. Temptation is like a snake in its. habit of hibernating. They may sleep for II1UI1LI15, illill tucu ouuutinjr vuiuu ?? life and run us. In the West a couple were recently married and moved into their house, built on the mountain side with a fireplace in the mouth of a cavern and retired, only to be awakened and to die surrounded by thirtyone snakes that bad been warmed into life by their fire. So does a sleeping temptation ccme to life when the the atmosphere of life is no longer replenished from above and kept in proper condition. Nor is a fall under these circumstances an accident. The imagination can people our hemisphere with scenes of pleasure and reverie, but the old temptation will then come x. !- *- ?j ? * Wo tu illU HI1U 1'UIII liiuaii lunun. Tiv may escape its power for months or even years at last to go down before it. A moment's carelessness may call out the monster. Temptation, like a snake, is stealthy in its approach. It sounds no bugle to declare its coming. Even the footfalls and confusion of life drown its gliding through the leaves and grass around us, and our first warning heeded is the deadly stroke. We never start out in the morning expecting to be snake bitten, nor do we expect to fall. If so, we have fallen already. It comes from unexpected quarters. May approach via the physical, the moral, the intellectual side. True, God has a sentinel at the entrance of each of these spheres, but we will not hear his voice. We ought to listen morning, noon and night for the signal of danger, for this monster leaps upon us from unexpected quarters. Like the serpent, temptation has the power to charm. Begins by whispering of a region just beyond the boundary of our past attainment, where there are beautiful truths hitherto undiscovered, delightful experiences open to all.. Have you investigated ? He shall know good and evil. Ah ! yes ; but to get knowledge of evil is to lose that of good. Both cannot be known by experience at the same time. See the little bird as it jumps from limb to limb, crying out as if perplexed, coming down lower and lower, till at last it loses itself in the grip of its enemy. Such are many of the temptations of society. "What means the elegance of places of vice, but that our young people arc thus attracted and allured to ruin ? There is pleasure in sin. What a pity that innocent childhood should thus be led out into moral and spiritual darkness. This is a world of charms. We shudder at the ruin of the little bird, while we enjoy the charm that allures our own loved ones to destruction. Temptation is like the snake in the dexterity and persistence of an attack, It scarcely ever misses?always attack t A WAR 8T0BY. Between Fairfax Court House and Washington city, there was still standing in a state of good preservation, at the beginning of the ill-starred war of the States, a venerable colonial building, which though built for Church of England divines, was known to the Confederates as Fall's Church. Near it stood a substantial mansion house of the plain, square style so common among the wealthy classes of that part i of Virginia. Its inmates consisted of ; Mrs. Dulany, a widow lady of elegant 1 and refined manners, with her son and 1 daughter. Edward had just reached ] his majority, and was then captain of the Fairfax Rifles, as successor of ] ' " - '"'v- --vour weak point. Seems to come from all sides at the same time. How terrible is the battle. Our Saviour saw Satan as lightning fall from heaven. So terrible was the struggle that the heavens streamed with light when Satan fell. Jesus then stood with the spoils of the universe at his feet. There is no compromise with a snake. One or the other must fall or we must flee when ushered into these battles. It cares not for our elements of power. What does a snake care for the kind of clothes we wear, or the home we have or our bank account ? The poor, the evil, the learned, the ignorant, all are equal in a snake's eyes and are attacked with equal severity and persistence. Our temptations are only such as are common to man. Like the snake, the entrance for temptation's poison is exceedingly small. Give a snake a square inch of your body and the work is done. It is harmless till that entrance is made. May be poison two inches deep is all around, but if kept out of us there is no danger. Our Saviour's prayer, "Father save out of this hour"?preserve my integrity should be ours. But hell can go through a very small door. All beginnings are small. And the poison?how deadly ! You may weep over your bitten loved one, may call to your help the best skill, but a few pains, the burning fever, then the cold beads of perspiration and then the death pallor and it is all over. These are the effects also of temptation. The pain, the feverish excitement, the chilly remorse and shame and a soul is ruined ! How touching is the shame of Adam and Eve ! God killed animals and made them clothes, not for His sake, but to satisfy them. So does He come to us with offers of reconciliation and peace when we fall. Broke a Rath Tow, Trimble, Tenn., Feb. 19.?Mrs. Cartell of near Trimble has just broken a rash vow which she made over 12 months ago, and which she sorrowfully regretted having ever made. About 18 months ago Mrs. Cartell was Miss Fannie Brambley, a beautiful young lady of 18 years, and Jerry Cartell was her favored suitor. But, as is generally the case with young lovers, a quarrel arose between them, and in the heat of passion Miss Fannie angrily bade her lover leave her presencey and vowed by high Heaven she would never speak to him again. The disconsolate lover took his departure, but as he fairly worshipped the girl he ardently set about to effect a reconciliation. At last, in answer to a pitiful pleading letter, Miss Fannie relented and penned him a loving, forgiving message. r\ i ^4. *va 4a+;/%** uvcrjuycu at Hie iittppjr ivnuiuaviua of affairtf he hurried to the home of Miss Fannie and was received warmly and affectionately, but without a word of welcome. Taking a tablet and pencil from a desk she began a written conversation, as though she could not speak a work. Cartell pleaded the uselessness and foolishness of such proceedings, but in vain, as his sweetheart positively refused to utter a word to him. She is very devout, a member of the Methodist Church, and was firmly impressed with the idea that if she should break her rash vow God would punish her by striking her dumb, when she could speak to no one. She was constantly on her guard for fear she might forget herself and speak to her lover, thereby bringing this terrible visitation upon her. The courtship proceeded with pencil nnrl nanftr fnr Hfiveral months, and then they were joined together in the holy bonds of matrimony. During their married life of nearly a year Mrs. Cartell never spoke to her husband until some days ago. Last Christmas Mr. Cartell made his wife a present of a handsome and costly pair of vases. The other morning the husband was bringing in an armful of wood and struck one of the vases and knocked it to the floor where it broke into an hundred pieces. "Oh, Jerry, look what you have done !" cried Mrs. Cartell. She was horribly shocked at speaking to her husband, and believed that she had been stricken dumb. To ascertain the correctness of her belief she spoke to him again, and was-overjoyed to discover that her organs of speech had not been in the least impaired. In the happiness of again hearing his wife speak to him, Jerry folded her in his arms, wept tears of joy and thanked God for the breaking of the vase. Mr. and Mrs. Cartell feel as if a cloud had been lifted from their home, and there is not a happier couple to-day in Dyer County. ? The distinction of having the greatest number of tail men in one company belongs to the First Battalion of the Scots Guards. The "A" or right flank company of that battalion has over 90 men on its roll, and their average height is 6 feet 2J inches. There arc 12 men in the company over 6 feet 4 inches, and one stands slightly over 6 feet 7 inches. No individual member of the company is less than G feet in height. ? "What is that dog good for, anyhow ?" asked Cynicus, pointing to Canis's St. Bernard, which was lying near by, looking dignified. "Good for!" retorted Canis; "that dog is a perfect gentleman ; he's not supposed to bo good for anything." Captain Marr, who was killed a few i weeks previously in a night charge of i Federal dragoons. Susan, just seven- 1 teen, was spending a few weeks with i an aunt in the city of Washington, i During the month of June, 1861, the i Federals established a picket station 1 ^t Falls Church, and their lines in- 1 eluded Mrs. Dulany's dwelling, but f excluded her spring and stables, t Though very much inconvenienced by c their presence, yet the commanding t officer allowed her major domo, Daddy Ned, to make tri-weekly trips to i Washington with his milk wagon with- 1 out molestation. His constant at- \ tendant was his daughter, May, who c was one of her young mistress's maids, c of the same age and similar stature. \ The family with whom Susan was ? sojourning had many friends among Federal officers, and she soon became ? a great favorite, and more than one of ( them worshipped at the shrine of her c wit and beauty; but none could win a her heart, for true as the needle to the 1 pole, it was fixed upon a dashing Vir- 1 ginia cavalryman, to whom she had i been previously betrothed. In part- t ing she promised him to ascertain the 1 time when the Federal army would ^ move on to Richmond. This informa- t tion was of vital importance to the \ Confederates; without it, Beaure- 1 gard's small force would be a slight [ impediment to the onward march of so 1 great and fully equipped an army as McDowell had marshalled. Unless a General Johnston, then in the valley, c could reach Manassas in time to unite r with Beauregard, the latter would be -v crushed. The Confederates had many f agents in Washington; but down to t the 13th of July nothing positive had 1: V>oon fn "Rr>n 11 rpc.ird. Saturday i evening before that date a brilliant t array of uniforms shone in the parlors c of Mrs. B , Miss Susan's aunt, and t among them the love-sick officer who f was seeking to win her affections, c Conducting her to a bay window, with c impassioned earnestness he exclaimed: "Oh, Miss Sue ! will you not have c pity on me ?" i "Ah ! what can be the matter, colo- i nel ? You are looking quite well, in- c deed Vf j "Wnen, then, mon ami, my looks* ( fail to index my feelings. I have had c a vision, or perhaps a dream. It s seemed I was leading my regiment into 1 the approaching battle with the 1 rebels, and as I chargcd, a bullet ; struck me in the chest, and whilst I i was falling into the arms of a friend I , awoke." 1 "Why that is indeed a frightful 1 dream ! But you must remember our t grandmothers have always taught ua ( that dreams go by contraries, and I t am sure the rule applies with force to { vniira fnr fherfl is not likelv to be anv ( ^ VMtUj * " "-V * more fighting, as all questions between j thr sections are to be adjusted by ar- i bitration." ( "Ah ! ray dear young lady, I wish it could be so ; already enough blood has i been shed by brothers of a common < ancestry, to appease the masses of the ( departed leaders who commenced this 1 strife: (Sotto voce.) But alas ! per- \ emptory march orders have been is- ] sued for Tuesday moTrning next." 1 "'Twas tbis order, then, that caused ] your wretched dream ?" i "Yes, no doubt, for I believe dreams J are the reproduction for the most part 1 of our waking thoughts." i "Then I pity you indeed, as you are j wont to have such horrid waking { thoughts 1" j "A truce to your badinage, ma J chere mademoiselle j do be serious on ( the eve of our parting, perhaps to ] meet no more 1" ] "H iiy, uoionei, 1 was never uiure ] serious in ray life, and I cannot but ' think, as you arc such a dreamer, the , order you mention come to you in a ] dream." ( ""Indeed, then, I will convince you \ of its reality, for I wish you to be se- , rious and listen to me." Handing her ( a paper, he continued : "Here is, in- ] tcr nos, the general order from head- < quarters ; so you see there can be no mistake." "Oh ! can it be so ? How sad !" j And here the young colonel eloquently told the story of his love for , the fair young Southern girl, in utter forgetfulness of General Order No. 1, which she still kept in her possession. Meantime, she scarcely heard the declaration of love, so pre-occupicd was she with the determination to keep il--* wifll ll(<Stit) V LllUb j>ajsv;i iiuu^iiv ntvii v>*v ? ? of her dear Southland. But she seemed to give earnest heed to his burning words, and while gradually concealing the paper, pleaded her j youth and thoughtlessness, but said with the true feeling of a lady, that if he should be ordered into battle, she . . > / :: :-J ' ; "" hoped he would not only escape death, but even the scratch of a wound, and he parted with her, hoping he would return from Richmond victorious, and fully claim her heart. ' But alas ! the gallant Colonel C fell upon the field in a charge which he led near the Stone Bridge, and mirabile dictu ! as he fell from his horse, aid-de-camp Captain R received him in his arms ! Trembling with anxiety our heroine spent that night and Sunday in planning how to pass the condon of guards which surrounded the city. Indeed no one could do so without a pass from provost-marshal's headquarters. Monday morning came, and with it Daddy Ned on his usual mission. In i moment she caught the idea. The naid, May, dashed upstairs to see 'Missy." It took our heroins only a i few minutes to explain to her faith?ul maid that she must remain at her lunts, as she herself wanted to visit ler mother. And so she donned Hay's gown and basque, and closely itting sun-bonnet, with red shawl and ;hick brown veil; and lightly tripping >ut to the wagon, took her seat beside ,he impatient Daddy Ned. And so accustomed were the sentilels and patrols to the old negro and . xis team, that he passed them all without undergoing examination or shallenge. And before dusk our her)ine was in her mother's chamber rerealing to her the important mission she had undertaken. But many difficulties remained to be lurmounted before she could reach the Confederate lines. Daddy Ned was sailed in for his counsel and assistince. She must reach Bonham's leadquarters early next morning. )addy Ned had observed that the nounted patrol came at sunrise from he road she must travel, and the reief did not go out for an hour afterward. "Den, missy, I take de horses ,0 water at ae spring, an you come rid de pail on your haid fur water jis' ike dat gal do ebry mornin', den I >ut you on yo' pony, and you jis' go ong I" Next morning, with pail on her head, ,nd attired as before in her maid's ostume, she passed the sentinels and cached the spring, mounted her farorite pony and rode towards the Conederate lines. In less than two hours, srhilst displaying a white 'kerchief to ier riding-whip, she was halted by a oountcd picket: "What, ho ! Can it >e possible! What, you here, ma :hcre, Susie! My queen of hearts!" rere exclamations which fell so fast rom Lieutenant Tyler, Susan could inly cry out: "0, Ernest, you madlap r "Stop this and conduct me to head[uarters without delay. I am the Emly Geiger of this horrid war, and have mportant news !" Then, dear gossip, some ! I am glad I have caught you !" \.nd so with hearts full of love for ;ach other and ? devotion to their :ountry, they rode into Colonel Kershaw's camp. Colonel Kershaw imnediately conducted her to Bonham's leadquarters. rne latter piacea tne roung heroine and her cavalry escort n charge of his gallant aide-de-camp, Tames N. Lipscomb, who conducted ler safely to Beauregard, at Mitchell's ?ord. Then Beauregard was enabled ;o signal by flags to Johnston's look>ut, on the mountain top ; and with Tackson's, Bee's and Bartow's brigades, Johnston marched across the :ountry, wading the Shenandoah, and cached the field of action July 21st, n time to bear the "burden and heat )f the day." That events of that day carried sorrow to many hearts, is too well known ;o all; but to none a keener pang than >ur heroine. Friday, the 19th, her )rother, Edward, was desperately vounded whilst leading the Fairfax Rifles in the engagement at Black jurn's Ford, ana sue ana ner motner fastened to the rear to soothe his sufferings. He died that day week. \gain, in the last charge, which the Virginia cavalry made on the 21st, lear the Lewis house, a charge which, n spirit and dash, was not surpassed it Balaklava by the "Light Brigade," foung Tyler fell, mortally wounded. cVnd there upon the field of battle the launtless girl found him. "Oh, Ernest, Ernest! you will not die ! Do not leave me !" Faintly he whispered : "Hold my hand, dear Sun ! The shadows of night are coming o'er lie ! Stay by me ! for without thee, [ dare not die !" "Oh, you must not lie ! I will freely give my life for thine 1" But alas! it was otherwise ordered. As the shade of night came 3n, there amidst the green grass and blooming clover, he passed into the InrL- to lint' nf (Inntli. fltul ffave Ul) lllS young life at his country's call. And now there are three graves in the old Cedar Grove churchyard : Oi:c Federal and two Confederates, enclosed by a curbstone of white marble, surmounted by a single shaft, inscribed with their name and virtues and representing the unity of the trinity of her affections, who, still beautiful, may be seen at "dewy eve" standing, waiting to be called ; and on Memorial day, carefully adjusting on each a chaplet of arborvita) and immortelles, and twining round the shaft an evergreen garland wreathed with blue violets and gray moss, emblematic of the indissoluble union of the "Blue M?d dray" on "fame's etefnnl camji:,:g ground."?Thunuts S. Arihrr, /! m City, N. C. y:^r. ^ -. - * - . - . ' - ' ' . "f4 v " " i. * . . ' , 1 1 - ,J / .' till Sorts of Paragraphs. ? In 1887 a cherry tree at Oroville, Cal., yielded 2,800 pounds of fruit. ? Paper can be made from the standing tree in the space of 24 hours. ? One factory in Richmond produces 600,000,000 cigarettes every year. ? The only quadruped that lays eggs is the ornithorhychus of Australia. \ ? The greatest bell in the world, that of Moscow, has never been used as a bell. ? The United States uses nearly one-half of the quinine produced in the world. ? Over 4,300,000 cases of canned tomatoes were prepared for the market last season. ? A shower which fell at Aden in 1888 was the first that fell there in twenty-six years. ? The earth's lowest body of water is the Caspian sea, which has been sinking for centuries. ? Taking it year in and year out the coldest hour of each 24 is 5 o'clock in the morning. ? In case' of dispute between parents the father has the legal right of naming the children. ? The monthly income of the Czar of Russia is about $1,000,000. He he has no salary. ? Some one has figured th,at a finger nail grows 7 feet 9 inches in a: scriptural term lifetime. ? Bullets poisoned with infectious disease germs is the latest fiendish improvement in the art of war.' f? A mother never quite forgives her son for marrying until he becomes the father of a baby that is named for her. # ? A prehistoric skull found at An niston, Ala., in 1890, measured 34 inches in circumference just above the ears. ? The famous "agricultural ants" of the Southwestern United States often build their houses or nest's from 12 to 20 feet high. ? A spider with legs 4J inches in length, a back 3 inches one way 4J the other, and weighing nine ounces, has been reported from Alabama. ? The largest oak in Georgia is on the plantation of one Jonathan Farmer in Oglethorpe County. It measures 27 feet in circumference. ? By the use of an electric door mat, just invented, a storekeeper or housekeeper can leave the door open with safety. "When a visitor steps upon the mat an electric bell rings. ? "Lend me $10." "I told you yesterday that T was broke." ."Yes , I know; but I'd just as soon borrow from a liar as anybody else." * ? Children who are dressed in white clothes, medical men declare, are more susceptible to colds and in Pa/ifinna t.Tinn t.hnse clad in dark, warm colors. ? "What is reason ?" asked th(j teacher from Boston of the smallest boy in the class. "It's what my daddy never has for lickin' me," was the confident reply. ? "I shall be glad when I get big enough to wash my own face," muttered little Johnny after his mamma had got through with him; "then I won't wash it." ; ? Prisoner: It's hard to charge me with forgery, for you see I can't even sign my own name. Judge: That point is immaterial; it's another man's name you're accused of signing. ? "No; I haven't the slightest idea of her age." "I thought you had been friends since childhood?" "That's just why I am so uncertain. You see 10 years ago she was 18." ? Gen. P. G. T. Beauregard was noted for his secretiveness. At Manasses Junction in 1861 one of the men who did not clearly understand nis position asked Gen. Beauregard about certain big guns that had just arrived from Richmond. Beauregard replied : "Young man, if the coat on my back knew the secrets of my heart I would cut it in pieces." ? "I don't believe in those secret societies," said one lady to another. ''That's very singular," replied the other. "Your husband is a Mason, a Knight of Pythias and o Knight of Honor, and you will have at least $10,000 when he dies." But what good does all that do me?" was the tearful response, "when he never dies?" aud the poor creature burst into tears. ? Eliza and Jane were two old maid friends, and Jane broke the bond by marrying. Iier husband was conspicuously homely, and the first time Eliza met Jane she said, scornfully : "Good gracious, Jane, why didn't you marry a monkey and he done with it ?" "Oh !" smiled Jane sweetly, "I thought you might like to marry some time, and I didn't want to take your last chance." ? At Quebec the winter markets are very curious. Everything is frozen. Lorge pigs, killed perhaps months before, may be seen standing * i a l V_ T? frozen in tne uuicner s suop. rrmu masses of beef, mutton, deer, fowl, cod, haddock and eels, long and stiff, like walking sticks, abound on the stalls. Milk also is kept frozen, and is sold by the pound, in masses which look like lumps of white marble. ? An Eastern drummer who was in Knoxville, listened to the complaints of a mountaineer ibout hard times for ten or fifteen minutes, and then observed : "Why, man, you ought to get rich shipping green corn to the Northern market." ''Yes I orter," was the reply. "You have the land, I suppose, and can get the seed ?' "Yes." "Then why don't you go into tlie speculation ? "No use, strang?-r." sadly replied the native; "the i wfiiieu is too darned lazy to do the : plowing and planting."