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-2S. I am Dying.
The following beautiful poemu is taken
from the' Menplhii Blletin. It is rare
ljt;we filnd such contributions to the
columns of a newspaper. It is sweetly,
- o'utifully sad :
tAlso my pillow, husband dearest
Faint spia fuluter conies my breath,
And these shadows stealing slowly,
. Must, I know, be those of death.
Sit down closi beside me, darling,
Let me clasp your warm, strong hand,
Yours that over has sustained me
To the borders of this land.
i your God and mine-our Father
- Thenee shall ever lead me on,
Where upon a throne eternal,
Sit- His loved and only Son
I've had visions and been dreaming
, O'er the past of joy and pain ;
Year by year I've wandered backward,
Til I was a child again.
Dreams of girlhood, and the moment
When I stood yonr nife and bride
How mey heart th'l'd with Love's triumph
In that hour of woman's pride.
Dreams of thee and all the earth-chords
Firmly twined about my heatt
Oh I the bitter, burning anguish.
When I first knew we must part.
It has past-and God has promised
All thy footsteps to attend;
HIe-thats.more than friend or brother,
He'll'bo with you to tho en(d.
There's no shadow o'er the portal
Leading to myil eavenly home
Chr.8 ,pronihed lilh iIImmortal,
A i Ie that bids ie come.
Ien ' ials '""t around thee,
undf chiling billows swell,.
Th I nk f-! ibaven that I'm spa r.-I them,
T4ou' the fee that "4al iwell."
Bring tin lers mnto ny bedil;
Xy last lessg let. ti,im ktep -
But the eleping-do not wake them;
They?ll jeei so0i enough to weep.
T.l1 thlten e f their mother,
Kia then fbr nism when they wake
Lead then gently in life's pathway,
Love thenm doubtly for my sake.
Cla.sp my haund mlill closer, tlarling,
This, the- last night of my life,
For to-morrow I shall neviet
Anewer, when you call me "wife."
Fare thq.well, my noble h" and,
Faint not 'neath the c, r'ning rod;
Vhrow your atrongarm 'rt,, ul our children,
Keep them close to thee-anid God I
Bread Upon the Waters.
"Plef, sitr, will you buy my
estnute li"
"I he';tntits I No I" returned
Ralph Moore, looking carelessly
down on the upturned face, whose
largo, brovn eyes, shadowed by
t*ingjed etrls of' flaxen hair: woro
appealing so pitiffully to his own.
'-Gat do*I want of' chestnuts ?"
1Bt pleas', Hil', do buy 'em,"
plbaded, the little one, reassulred
by the rough kindnessof' his tone.
%Obody seems to care for them,
and-and-"
.Shig fairly burst into tears, and
Mooto, who had been on the point
of brushing carelessly past her,
stopped instinctively.
"Are you very much in want
of the money ?"
- 'Zndeed, sir,we are," sobbed the
child, mother sent me out, and
"a,little one, don't cry in
such a hear't-broken wa,y," said
Ralp)h, amnoothing hecr haitr down
with 'nr'eless gentleness. "I don't
watnt yoaur estnts, bitt there's
a.quarter'1 for you, if' thtat ill do
you any good."
"I6 'lid 'not -Stay to hear tihe de
1j1l I ed, incojietent thanks the
4)i.li pourcd :ont through a rain
bowof' smiles anid tears, but strode
on hisi Way," rnutt6ring betwoeon
his teeth.
&~Lhist'ut4ftrniy supply of so
gars, for' the next twenty-four
hours. I don't care, though, for
the br9W- peg. object rNelly did
cry ab If haWbdn't a fr'ierId. in the
wor it I I wish I was
riek otal o'hlp every poor
hfie sloughi of
lo- -Mooreowits indnig
tih l)atulral soflec
tien, th r wmbodlittle damsel
whotn"hohad:confl'onted was dash
it}g (gngpo stroot, with. quick,
elastic step, utterly regardless of
tIi d@kt '6f unsold nuts ,thatt
$R.Alldd upon her arm. Down
aniobsculre lanes she darted, -be'
St.) tg igki ous rows of houlse#,
ah d1ip arnarr.ow wooden staircase
&d? ~oonm 'here a pale,-neat-look
I4 i vith large, brown
e5esl o1ir own, was sewing as
Mt~'~'I~ ~ roatb .of life do
l1oneeprp~voay stiteh,.anditwo
l 'ounes we eantentedljy 'pity.
ri y annnNard the - n&iana thek at
"Mary I baek already ? Surely
you have not to'd your chestnuts
so soon I"
"Oh I mother, mother, see 1"
4Jaculated the breathless child.
"A gentleman gae Me a whole
quarter ! Only think, mother, a
whole quarter I
If Ralp Moore could only have
been 'the raptire which ' his tiny
silver.gift diffused around it, in
the poor widow's poverty-stricken
home, he would have grudged still
less the temporary privation of
segars to which his generosity had
at bjected him.
* * * * * * *
Years came and went. The lit
tle chestnut girl passed as entirely
out of Ralph Moore's memory, as
if her pleading eyes had never
touched the soft spot in his heart;
l'ut Mary Leo never forgot the
stranger who had given her the
silver piece.
* * * * * * *
TWi'o crimson window-curtains
were closely drawn to shut out
the storm and tempest of the
black December night ; the fire
was glowing cheerily in the well
filled grate; and the dinner-table
all in a glitter without glass, rare
china, and polished silver, was on
ly waiting for the presence of
Mr. Audloy.
"What can it be that detains
papa ?" said Mrs. Audley, a fair,
handsome matron of' about thirty,
as she glanced at the dial of a tiny
enamelled watch. "Six o'clock,
an(d lie does not make his appear
ance."
"Thoro's a man with him in the
study, mamma-comeon business,"
said Robert Audley, It pretty boy,
elevon years old, who was reading
by the fire.
"I'll call him again," said Mrs.
Audley, stopping to the door.
But as she opened it, the bril'
liant gaslight felt full on the face
of an hIumble-looking man in worn
und threadbare garments, who
was leaving the house, while her
husband stood in the doorway of
his study, apparently relieved to
be rid of his visitor.
"Chtrles," said Mrs. A idley,
whose check had paled and flush
ed, "Cwlio is that man--and What
does he want ?"
"His name is Moore, I believe,
and he came to sco if I would be
stow upon him that, vacant mes
sClgership in the hank."
"And will you.?"
"I don't know, Mary-I must
think about it."
"Charles, give him the situ
ation."
"Wiby, my love ?"
"Because I ask it of you as 4 fit
vor, and you saiid a thousand times
you would never deny me any
thing."
"And F will koop my word, Ma
ry," said the lover husband, with
an affectionate kiss. "I'll write
the follow a note this very even.
ing. I believe I've got his ad
dress somewhero about me."
An hour or two later, when
Bobby and Frank and little MbI.
nice were tucked snugly tip in hewI
ini tile spaciousnusier'y aLbove' stairs,
Mrs. Audley told her husband why
she was interested in the inte of a
man whose face she had not seen
for' twenty years.
"That's right my li ttle wvifel" said
her husband folding her fondly to
his br-east w lien the simple tale wvas
concluded, "never forget one who
has been kind to you in the days
wvhen you needed( kcindoss most."
Ralph Moore was sitti ng,theoself
same night in his poor~ lodgings,
beside his ailing wife's sick bed
whenl a liveried servant brotight
a note from that rich and prospoer
Otns bank director, Charles Audley.
"Good news, Bertha I" he ex
claimed joyously, as he read the
brief' words; "wve shall not starve
-Mr. Audloy pr-omises me the
vacant situation 1"
"You have dropped something
from the note, RaIp," said Mr's.
Moore, pointing to a slip of paper
that lay on the floor.
Moore stooped to recover the
estray. It wvas a flfty dollar hill,
neatly folded in a piceo of paper,
on which was written:
"In grateful remembrance of
the silver quarter thata kind stran
ger bestowed on the little chest
nut gir'l twventy years ago."
Railph Moore had throwvn his
moirsel of bread on the waters of
lhfe, and( after many years it had
returned to hlim.
Lowell announces a "blind con
cert," and-Brick P'omeroy wants
to kcnow~ wvhetit is. It is one that
has no see sharp.
"Pailsian ladies walk very mucnh
on their toes this seas,on." This
is one extremo; they wilf soon be
nn the other.
How I Came to be Married.
It may be funny, but I've done
it. I've got a rib and a baby.
Shadows departed-oyster stews,
brandy julips, cigars, boxos, boot.
lacks, abscondint; shirt buttons,
whist and dominoes. Shadows
present-hoop skirts, band-boxes,
gaiters, long stockings, juvenile
dresses, little willow chairs, cra
dies, pa), sugar totes, paragorio,
hive syrup, sonna, salts, squills
and doctor's bills. Shadows fu
Lure-more blessed babies, hivo
syrup, etc. I'll just tell you how
I got caught.
I was always the darndest, most
tea-custard bashful fbllow you ever
did see; it was kinder in my line
to be taken with the shakes every
time I saw a pretty gal approach
ing me, and I'd cross the street
any time rather than moet one.
Twasn't because I didn't like th
critters, for if I was behind a fence,
looking through a knot-hole, I
couldn't look at one long enough.
Well, my sister Lib gave aparty
one night, and I stayed away
from home because I was too bash
.il to face music. I hung around
the house, whistling "Old Dan
Tucker," dancing to keep my foct
warm, and watching the heads
bobbing up and down behind the
window curtains, and wishing the
thundering party would break up,
so I could got to my room. I
imoked up a bunch of cigars, and
it getting late and mightily un
.omfortablo, I concluded to shin up
the door post. No sooner said
Ahan done, and I quiekly found
roundi myself snug in bed. "Now,"
-ays I, "let her rip I danceo till
your wind gives out " and cud
'iling under the quilts, Morpheus
rabbed me.
I was dreaming of soft-shell
erabe and stowed tripe, when some
body knocked at the door an.d
waked me up. Rapped again. I
aid low. Rap, Rap, Rap I
Thon I heard a whispcrin', and
[ know there was a raft of girls
:) tsidol.
Rap, Rap !
Tlhien Lib sings out:
"Jack, are you inl there ?"
"Yis, says I.
Then came a roar of laughter.
"Let us in," says sho.
"I won't" says I; "can't you let
i follow alone?"
"Are you abed?" says she.
"I am," says I.
"Get up," says she.
"I won't says 1. Then caio
mnother laugh. By thunder I I be
gani to et riled.
"Get out, you petticoat scare
3rows" I cried.
"Can't you got a beau without
hauling a feller out of bed ? I
won't go homo with you-I
won't-so you may clear outV"
Then throwing a boot at the
1loor, I felt better. But, prbsenltly,
h I mortal buttons. I liead a
4till, small voice, very much like
sister Lib's, and it said : "Jack,
you'll have to get up, for all the
girls' thinga are in there !"
Oh, Lord, what a p)ickle ? think
of me in bed(, 'all covered with
shawlIs, mufYsh, bonnets and cloaks,
anmd twenty giris outsidle waiting
to get in 1 1f 1 had stoppedl to
think, I would have fainted on the
spt As it was, I rolled out
among the bonnet wire and rib
bons in a hurr Iv.
Snmash! iwont the millinery in
overy direction. I had to dress
in the dark--for there was a crack
in the door, and the girls will peep
and the way I fum.mbled about,
wvas death on strawv hats. The
critical moment came. I opened
the dtoor, and found myself right
among the women.
"Oh my leghorn I" cries one;
"my dear darling winter velvet,"
cries another, and the,y pitched in
-they pulled me this way ai
that, boxed my ears, and one
bright eyed little piece-Sal-was
her name-put her arms right
iroundl my neck, and kissed me
right on my lips. Hluman nature
souldn't stand that, and I gave
her as good as Rho sent. It was
powerfulhly good.
I believe I could have kissed
I,hat gal from Julius Cresar until
Lhe fouarth of July. "Jack," says
she, "we are sorary to disturb you,
won't you see me home?"
"Yes," said I, "I will."
I did do it, anid had another
smackc at the gate, too.
After that, we took a turtle,
deving after errch otheor, and both
of us sighed like a barrel of. new
aider when we wer'e away from
bach other.
"Twan t the'clo'so of a. gIlirious
summer day-the sun was getting
behind a distat hog pen, the
ahIckens wereo.goin to roost; 4bt
bufif frdgs%weio comrining tah.
evening songs, the polly-wogs i
their native mud puddles wei
preparing themselves for ti
shades of night-Sal and myse
eat upon an antique back-log, li
tening to the music of nature sie
as tree-toads, roosters, gruntiti
pigs and now and then the mello
music of a distant jack was wafte
to our ears by the gentle zophyr
that sighed among the mulle
stalks, and came heavy laden wit
the delicious odor of hen-r6ost at
pig-styes. The last lingeringra3
of the setting sun, glancing fro
the brass buttons of a solitai
horseman shone through a kno
holo in the hog pen, full in Sal
face, dying hor hair in an orang
pale hue, and showing off i
thread bare coat to a bad advai
tage-one of my arms was aroun
Sa's waist, my hand resting c
the small of her back-she wf
toying with my auburn locks <
jet black huo, she was almost got
and I was ditto. She looked lii
a grass hopper dying with the hi
cups, and I felt like a' mud turt
choked with a cod fish ball.
"Sal," says I, in a voice as ni
sical as the notes of a dying swa
66will you have me?"
She turned her eyes heavet
ward, clasped me by the hand, h
an attack of the heaves and blir
staggers, and with a sigh tli
drow hor shoe strings to her pa
late, said, "Yes I"
Shogave clear cut then and squa
ted inl my lap. Cork-screwed, ar
I korfiumexed. I hngged her Li
I broke my sspIndsi
Well to make a long story shor
sho set the day. and we practic<
every nig lt for four weeks ho
we would walk into the room 1
be married, till we got so we cou
walk as gracefully as a couple
Muscovy ducks.
The night, the company and i:
minister came, the signAl w:
given, and arm in arm we marohi
through the crowded hall. Al
were just entering the parlor do(
when down I went kersla p on tI
oil cloth, pulling Sal aflter In
Some Cussed fellow had dropped
banana skin on the floor, and
floored me. It split an awful ho
in my cassinierii right under ti
dress coat tail.
It was too late to back out; E
clasping my hand over it, w
marched in and wero spliced, ar
taking a seat I waited the kissin
ofthubrideoperation. Mygroom
man was a little tight, 'and I
kissed her until I jumped up 1
take a slice, when oh, horror I
little six year old imp had Crawe
behind ie and was pulling Il
shirt tlr-ough the h ol in l
pants, had pinned it to a chai
and in jumping up, I displayed 1
the admiring gazo of the asto
ished multitudo, a trifling mo
whito muslin than was pleasan
The women gigled, the m
roared, and I got miad, but w
only put to bed, and thero all il
troubles ended.
W OMAN.--Is i tlotstrang, aft
all the Bibl @ says of woman an
women, ladies should be prefer<
by any of' heri sex. "She shiall 1
called women,'' is the first ini
mnation we have of her' name. 'T
read of the gentle, loving Rut
the queenly Esther, and El izabet
the mother of John, all as wvomo
and she, who wvas the most exalti
of all, Mary the mot heir of Jesu
If' lady had been a superior titl
or somthing equivalent~ to it,
surely wvould have been conferr<
upon01 heri. rue1, she was poa
the wife of' a carpentor, her bal
was born in a manger, yet tI
angels rejoiced, and the morniin
stars together, as she ( a wvomru
held the child in her arms. WI
bathed the Saviour's feet wvith h<
tears, and followed him to tl
cross and( tomb, and r'eceivedl LI
first blessings of the risen lord
Woman--ever kindl and comnpa
sionate, the veiry name seems i
breathe of' 'ova and adoiration. 3
all ages, noble heroic women wei
the mother's of true, brave mci
Our gradlmothers were all w
men they loved their husband
taught their childron, and ma<
home happy ; their sons grewu
andl called them blessed. TI
wvord(s women, mother, home an
friends form the golden links thi
keop society together ; ther'e seen
a comfort in each word, but tI
word lady brings to our' mind
eyes sickly children, little grave
a disorderly house and a bankruj
husband. It is this love of sho
that is runniug the America
p)eople ; we want women, good an
tr'ue, to preside over the homes
their husbands and children, I
fill the places that God intende
tihem to fill, dire#ting the min<
of~ sons and daugl1ters to futu,
usefalness for. th eselves an
their fellow.nratu-s
11 A Contretemps at a Ball.
0 At one of the firemen's recent
'3 balls a little incident occurred, V
I which, while it reveals the treach
Ory of the sterner sex, Stffieiontly t
It atteits the cutining of those dear
9 delightful descendants of Adam's t
' 4elp meet. A gentleman, some
what noted for his partiality to
8 the sex, had made many excuses
to his lovely young wife for not t
being able to attend to hQr festiv- L
ities. He rOgretted so much that "
e business would detain him at his 0
n office, and if she would only fore.
3 go the l)casure this time, he would
imake am)le amends in the future
s Thero was a quiet look of incred- 3
0 uilty on the little matron's face as t
y shl acce)ted h1is protestations t
which argued no vory implicit
faith in her lord's declaration.
" Nevortheless ho thought it was
L all fixed, and lie hurried away.
) The wife immediately donned her
0 mask, and, accopnimnied by a par
ty of friends, proceeded to the
ball. It was not a .great n hi i
before she )oreeived in the throng
her truant liege. Securely masked c
she quietly watched his move
ments. Verysoon,oneofherfriends
appioa(-ched him, and begged the
privilege of introducing him to a
most fasciating lady, and the un
suslecting lady-killer was duly
wesented to his own better haIll.
ever dreaming that he wasprac- 1
ticing his greatest persuasiveness
u)on one whom he had an un
doubted right to please, he exerted
all his fascinations.
'01 , sitr. voil i nli
t$with your flattery I I fius,pct you
are a married man,' said the lady
kv 'No, indeed ; bit, I confess a wil
lingness to get married Sinco 1 t
d Ma th ret.
had the pleastiroe of sceing yoU,'
Was4 the gallant rep)ly. 0h
'Indeed ! bt you haven't RCen
l my face yet '
s 'No, but I know it im beautiiul.
* The exquisite grace that accom
H Inies everything you do and say
tolls me as much.'
i 11ideed I' 1
. 11 think so ; but you will no ]i
a ge den3' me that gratification -
it fVor I assuro you, lady, I am deep
le ly in love.
y -Indoed I'
'It. is true. Until [l met you
o to-night women have looked to teI
Showly and comm 11onplace.
d. 'Oh, you aro jestiiig I
g 'In1deed, I ai not.'
8 'And you never loved any3 one
0 before T?'
o N.vor.' Your sex to me ap
a walrel always doecitful, and my
eart refused then all sympathy,
3 but for you I foel a Issionato at
Y traction I have to power or incli
Sination to resist.'
10 'Can this be true ?'
I- It is, indeedI !"
0 n"d you wish to seo mny faco ?'
'I ami md Iith im)atience, I
sin.ce it w%Vill bo the only Facoi my I
heart will ever mirror. It has I
Sl)on it now no rival impression.' i
'You ar- so plr8uasivo I can no ll
~r longer (1eny1 you the privilege-a
dl look I' and1( t he0 maskc was remiioved.
d 'The devil !' said the dliscomitt- i
)o ed benedijet, indulging in a po
i.. longed whbist le.
oe 'Ohi, no, my dear, only the face
h:, that has tno rival impression On
h:, you:r heart !'
n, ''Say, Mary, let's call it square,
llid n onoe.'
s 'Itink wo~'d bottor',' and they
>, went. But it is a noticoni.le fact
it that since thou our friend has
d talked but little of' his triumphs
rn, with the sex.
10 LAnlon.--No great man can be
'0 an idler. Th'le world is teeming
g wvith work for us all, and no one
0) can do that which God has given
0 another to do. We seek amuse
' ments to pass away the time, when I
0 every hour isoro'(wdled with human
0 destinies, and we have niot one
?moment to waste. The seconds
of time arec the woof of eternity-a
*moment mis-spont and there is a'
n flaw in the web.
S We must work. Not all be
reapetrs, niot all gleauners; but all may,
Sdo something. Day after day
s' humanity is stretching ouit her
.q hantds for help, poor erring souls
P going down to ruin, becauso men
*0 and1 women love sotf more than
d God. You wvho lounge on luxu
trious coucehos, who boast of your
5lily-hands, tell me what those
Shands have ever done for others?
SThe p)orest day laborer wvho
'walks the streets is greater than
tyou. Not all kings wear royal
V robes or sit on thr-onos ; and be is
fr mor kingly and noble, who
his brow than ho who wraps about
0him his purple and fine linen, and
dboasts ofl hi millions.
o "I wish, Sally, said Jon than,
d 4that you were looked in my ar'm,4
and the kne wa lost"
Have Mercy on Women.
We have probably all of us met
with circumstances in which a
vord heedlossly spoken against
he r'oputation of a female has been
3agnfied by malicious minds un
it the cloud has been dark
nough to overshadow her whole ex
stence. To those who are accustom
d, not necessarily from bad mo
ives, but from thoughtlesnoss, to
peatlk lightly of' dies, we recoin
rand these "hints as worthy of
onsidorttion.
Never us a lady's name in an
mlproper p!aco, at al improper
ie, or in mixed company.
iever make assortions about her
hat, you thinic untitrue, or allusions
hat sho herself- would blush to
car. When you meet with mon
who do not scruplo to niako use of
,3lady's nam1 in a reckless and
mprincipled mannor, shun thoni,
Dr they are the very worst
ne0mbers of the comilimunity-lost
o overy sense of' honor, every
aelilgs of' huminanity.
Many a good worthy woman's
haract,er has been forever ruined
m)d heart-broken by a lie mannu
aictured by some villian, and re
ioated where it shotild hot havo
>cen, and in the presenco of those
vhose littlo judgement could not
leter them from circulating the
oul braggart report. A slainder
s roon pioptgated, annd the smallest
ling derogatory to a woman's
barnetor will fly on the Avings of'
he wind, and mlagnify as it cir
mlates, till its nistrous
rltsbes the poor tnconsciou
'ictim. 1o ipeoct the name of wo
1111, for your mother and sisters
tleo women and as you would have
hat fi1r 1ine untarnishlifled an)(
heir liveFs unombittered by the
landerer's tongue, heed the ill
hat youir own words may bring
ipon the mother, the sistel., or the
vife of' some fellow creaturo.
COUNTRY GIRLS.-Mta ViCtOri
nller, in a sisterly way, thius
alks to country girls:
"The farmers' daughters are
oon to be the life as well as the
wide of' this coun.1try-a glorious
'IeO of women which no other'
and nn show. I seek not to
latter then ; for beore they efn
>ecomo this, they will haivo to
nak11ce ill) earIn'st Ul1't, or oneo or
wo kcinds. There are some who
leprecte their conditionl, and
ono w%,hio have a false pride in it,
>enuse they demaind moreconsid
ration than they miit. A want
>W in tell igence I lPoli all tihe suib.
ects ofr the day and of a refiied ed
tealtionl is no moro oxelsable ill a
oun itry than in a town-bred girl,
ii theso days of many books and
owspaper's.
".Manym girls nre discoufragod be
ause they enill not be sent away
romi home to board i ig-sehools
m1t ine(' of, sIper;or). minids IId
n1owlledge of thlie world, wouild
ather alive for wives wonien well
nId properly edueated at hoie.
i nd the education enn bo had
vhlenover thme dlesi re is not want
ug. A taste f'or reading does
foer knowledge is' almost ceirtaiin
0 attain a sweet draught firoim
lie 'Pierian spring.' Trl~e is a
armor's daughter im this very
nom in which I am writing--a
eauitifuml, refi ned, and inteolligenit
romn)-i n whose giril hood bookcs
veroe not so) plenty as now, anid
vho obtained her fnuo odlucation)
nder' dlificulties w hichi wonuld
anve discouraged any but oine
vho had a true love for study."
(Ohio Cultivator'.
DEFINITIzON OF' Bmnrj T ER Ms.-A
ays's jortn ny was th irty-thr'oe
nd one-fifth miles.
A Sabbath day's journey was
bout an English milo.
Ezekiel's r'eed was eleven foot
A cubit is twenty-two inches
car'ly.
A hand's breadth is equal to
bree and five-eighth incIhos.
A finger's breath is equal to one
A shekel of' ilver was about fifty
ents.
A shekel of Gold was $8.09.
A talent of silver was 8538.32.
A talen t of gold was $13,800.
A picco of'silver, or a donny,
Vast hirtoon cenlts.
A farthing was three cents.
A gerah wvas one cent.
A mite waIs one cent.
A n opha, or bath, con tains seven
fallons and five pints.
A bin was one gallon and two
>ints.
A firkcin was seven pinfts.
Ano omeor was six pints.
A cab was throo pinte.
It took an Iowa lady oneo hun
htrod and one yot.rs to diueQver
hbat nha was a sinner.
An Overworked Journalist.
TuE CAUSE oF TILE DEATH OP TUE
11oN. HENRY J. RAYMOND.
A New York letter says:
The story of the sudden death
of Mr. Raynond, of the Times, Is
but a repetition of that told of the
quick ending of the lives of many
men, and not a few of note, in
this great city, during tho past
few months. "Apparently in per
feet health, he dropped dead."
Study the New York papers from'
day to day, and you will remark
the alarming frequency of this
sentenco in their local columns.
Why is it that suddon deaths oc
Cur so often h1e? Is it because
life is so terribly earnest in Now
York ? Porhaps so. Men who
are "in th harness" horo never
rest. Men who koop avn Tace
with tho world of New York
are forever working. Mon like
Mr. Raymond who load Now
York, journalists, who diroct pub
lic opinion hero, man the helm
and koep a porpetual lookout for
breakers alicad, nevor take the
harness oil'. Their brains are
ever active. They aro forever
driving ; forever overtaxing their
energies.
Ali I stated in my (lispatch, no
one of Mr. Raymond's associated
for a moment, dreaniod that ho
would (ie as he did; and wherf
the news of his dleath came theyr
con l not reconcilo themselves to'
it or understand it at all. But
now% an explanation is given.
iast wintoIr wlen in Washington
on a brief visit, just beforo the in
auguration, I beliove, ho met with
a severo fall which injured him
about the head and shoulders so:
much that he was obliged to keep
his bod for several days. The
physicians now say tiat in this
fall the sonsitive veins connectin
Vith his bra'in were hurt mief
more seriously than was thought
at the tine. And their thoory of
his death is this: That through
the constant working of his braid
since tlen these injiured veins had
gradtally become nore and ilori
delicate, thinner an(1 thinner, un
tit the quick rush of lood to his
head, when ho leaned over to fix
the lower bolt on the door of his
hoiusc on that Thuraday nightj
blur'st them, and caused his suddern
dent h.
CIEAP RA ILHOAD 'aVELING.
i. T'. pkCe., Esq., the Genoral
8"Por11intend(ent Oftbhosouith CRo'0
ail iilroad1(, is now issu ing "Grden
Limlo' Cer-tifliates which ontitle
Ihe bearer to travel at half f5rp,
i-ro vach week, over the following
named railroads: Louisvill aind
A ashville) Al l1, ) emhis aid Louisvill6'
Nashville and North-w e s t b r i
Nashville an( Cluatanooga, Wel.:
tern alld Atlantic, ISelnia, -Rom6
alnd lDal to.l Macon and Western
Atlanta and West point, Montg6,
nery anl West Point Georgia antd
Souith Carolinag Urailr'oadls
'Ilais is donae under' an agree.
mencti,Ci ntered( into- aut the ''Green
.Li no" Conv'ention,. held at A t1anta
ii .March ast, and the "half f'aro''
pINvi lego is extenaded to all persons
traveling "fbr' the p-p 'hos of'
soli.citing huasinesa" '11h0 cost of
I raveling is inl this way rcdneedd
on)e-half. We are glad to BOO this
nowv movement. It is an indJication
thgat our' railroadls are bent on
giving all the help they can to
our pleJl. wh'lo mu lst do their
paurt by, working actively to ex..
tend their tr'ado and make known
the business adlvantages they are
prepared to ofrr-[Charles ton
The f-oh lowing is a spouimen of
printer's tech nical terms--it don't
mean howeve:-, as much as it
wvonId soom to the uninitiated:
"Willian, put General Washing.
ton on the galley'% an(d then finish
the mrdl(er of'that young girl you
('om0mencoedjyester'day. Set up the
r'uinsl 0t H erc'ulaneumn, and1 (is
tr'ibute, the small pox; you need
not finish that runaway mac,
buit havo tihe high water in the
paper01 this weok. Put a new head
to General Grant, and lock up Jeff
.Davis; slido that old dead matter'
into hell, and lot that pie alono
nntil after dinner. You can put
the Ladies' Fair to press, and thena
go to the devil and put him to
wor'k on Deacon Fogy'. article on
Eternal 1?utishmecnt
"B3oston ha .paper called Good~
.IIealthA." .L$ostoa never had good.
health exeopt "on paper."
"Jonio June boasta that she
W4s Iorn a woman," .What dooir
ello.,lnow about it? She wasuu't
4oro,