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ItI A Family Companion~, Devoted to Literature, Miscellany, News, Agriutr,-res c Vo.X. WEDNESDA.Y MOIRINING,5 NOVEM1BER 25, 84 o 'IE' EHER ALDC IS PUBUISEED EVERY WEDMEDAY MORNING, it Newberry C. ff.., BY TH09, F, GRENDKERt Editor and Proprietor. Terms, $25 Per Jnum,E Invariably in AdVaUCe. , he.p er is stopped at the expiration ol time fr wmc it is paid. 07 The mark denotes expiration of sub 3,cription. &V&Iicellneous, Js Be LEONARDI & 1:0, Wholesale and Retail Dealers in TOB 1.ALC CO, Imported and Domestic Segars, Of which we always have on hand a large and superior stock. Imported and Domestic Wines and Liquors OF BEST QUALITIES9 Always in store Pure 'North Citrolina CORN WHISKEY, APPLE and PEACH BRANDIES. i. B. LEONARD & CO. Nov. 4, 44-3m. JNO, E WVEBBD & CO., COTTON BUYERS, Will always PAY THE HIG.HEST MAR KET PRICES FOR COTTON, and also make LIBERAL ADVANCRS to parties wishing to ship to either New York, B3os. ton or Charleston. PaTe ORsInGtoSOE TTo Nwl HERALD Office, Or send to Wit. P. JACOBS, Nov.11. 45-tf. Clinton, S. C. At' ASTRIS. EDMUND C. STEDMAN. How know we but in yon shining space, Some gracious Being with 11is peers aflight Seraphic in the scale of life, and blest Even as we guess the happy angels are But such a fortunate one, upon the course To some fair star, may check his mates awhile, And point to this our Earth, and gently say: "In that dark planet-slowly round its sun Turning an arid girtb, while either pole Is ice, bat midway on whose rugged sides There springs a thick-set verdure into growth, Forccd by the vapors of perturbed seas Within that world a race less blest than we, Dwell, and eke out their lives with sordid toil. A sad and feeble folk, of narrowed sense; Their forms are weak and wan, and grinding pains Subdue them, burning heat and biting cold; Their simply counted years are brief as few, And into sunless graves successive tribes In mournful generations wander down. Yet that eternal knowled-ge, unrevealed, Which breathes through all created things, and lifts Ourselves thus nearer to its Source unknown Something of this is theirs, feeding desire To question more and so to work and thrive After their fashion; and the secret laws Of beauty and of force they seek them out And bend them to their use, and then-they die, A sad, sad race, a melancholy world! Since what is sent to light their little round Breeds in them vain ambitions, and they -earn For immortality, and haply find Something within of an immortal sort, To feel, and know, and love, were it but pure. So dream they empty dreams of after-life, Build temples for a warring host of crees, And strive against their fate, and strive in vain. Is it not pitiful? They die-they die! They lose the individual hold of thougt; And with their corporal substance, all the train. Of petty memories that made their life Returneth whence it came. They cannot know How low, and poor of action, is their part In the unending scale-where even we, With all our clear and high intelligence, Long-living, wisdom-crowned, are yet no more Than the fine dust of Heaven's trackless way!" -How know we, but this hour some glorious - one May thus compassionate and gently scorn, As we the beasts, our unrequited lives, And curious pity hold the happy throng High-poised, upon their course to some fair star. -Galaxy. H EAVEN. Oft weeping memory sits alone, Beside some grave at even; And calls upon some spirit flown, Oh, say, shall those on earth our own, Be ours agaIn-in heaven? Amid tholone sepulchral shades, Where sleep our dear ones riven, Is not some lingering spirit near. To tell if those divided here, Unite and known-in heaven? Shall friends who o'er the waste of life, By the same storms are driven: Shall they recount, in realms of bliss, The fortunes and the tears of this, And love again-in heaven? The warmest love on earth is still Imperfect when 'tis given; Bt there's a purer clime above, Where perfect hearts in perfect love Unite; and this-is heaven. I love on earth is but "in part," As light and shade at even; If sIn doth plant a thorn between The truest hearts, there is, I ween, A perfect love-in Heaven. Oh, happy world! Oh glorious place! Where all who are forgiven, Shall find their loved and lost below, And hearts, like meeting streams shall flow, Forever one-in Heaven THE TWO STARS. i There exists a tradition that a wish will be fulfilled if expressed while a star is fall ing.] It was here that we lingered, Carina, One sweet summer night by the sea, When the world seemed an Eden of gladness, And only for you and for me. It was here that your blue eyes so tender Gave back all I whispered of love, As we gazed at two stars that together Were smiling in heaven above. But your little hand trembled, Carina We wish what was never to be As one star fell, and only the other Kept watch over you, love, and me. Yon are from my side now, Carina, I linger alone by the sea; For my lore dream is o'er, and a shadow Has darkened between you and me. And I try to forget you, but ever There smiles through the mist of my tears Your old look of love like a sunbeam That gleams out of dear bygone years. And I think of the two stars, Carina, And the wish that was never to be, Till a voice at my heart whispered softly Of a heaven still for you and for me. PHYSIC. LINES BT AN IALID. "Don't you think you're looking ill? Try a blister, draught, and pill!" This on every side one hears Each friend something volunteers. "Ague! What cold hands you've got!" "Fever-when your hand's so hot!" -Contradictory advice Gratis, dear though at the price. "Doctor A you ought to see!" "You should call on Doctor B!" "Why not try the water-cure?" "Take a Turkish bath, for sure!" Cockalorumn's pill terrific, Bunkum's only cough specific, Dooham's ointment, Chousam's plaster Still they send me fast and faster. HowlI hate their smell and sight I would fain be ill outright; ITyphoid, cholera, or phthisic, So I could get rid of physic Physlo-phyulo-pbylo-physlo! A LOVE STORY. -0 BY LOTTIE. -0 I was in a great distrCs4 of mind. Tiore I was, with all my sum ner clothes, and favorite books, my mosquito netting, and fancy work, feeling settled for the sum mer, and my scapegrace nephew, Harry, head and ears in love with the daughter of our landlady. He was just twenty-one years of age, and had been a terror to us ever since he came into boots and trowsers. He was never out of mischief, never free from bumps and bruises of all kinds, always in disgrace at school, always in hot water at bome, until he was thirteen years old. Then he grew manish, and nearly drove us wild, and poisoned himself to death, with vigorous efforts to learn to smoke. Just as he got well over that idea, he established a habit of falling in love, and this habit he pursued with an energy and go-aheadative ness, wbich in any other branch of business, would have made his fortune. He wnt to college, but colleges are the very hot beds of sentiment and tomfoolery, and Harry learn ed more nonsense than Greek, in my estimation. However, he kept his head above water, and welived through it, until this vacation of which I am speaking. Then I packed my trunks, took him away from Kitty Clinton, a black-eyed divinity, who lived in our street, and away we went to a cosy old place in New Hamp hire, where there was plenty to eat, a trout brook, a huckleberry hill, and, as I fondly hoped, no girls. We had been there three days, when our landlady's daughter, Rubie, came home from some where, wvhere she had certainly aquired a charming array of airs and graces, learned to "do" her air in the lastest fashion out, and dress herself in a manner real ly very trim, and becoming. As a natural conseqnence, .Har y fell in love with her. I knew very well that he would, when he invited her to go fishing with him, and I saw them wandering away with the basket between them, but I was hardly prepared for the outbreak which followed. "I have made up my mind at last, Annie, and nobody in the world can change me. I am go ing to marry," was the first shock. "Harry Ester !" "Yes, I am. My mind is fully made up. Uncle Tom says there is nothing in this world like set tling early in life. A man with a good wife has got the best and surest kind of capital. Just look at Rubie. She is as smart as a round dozen of our city girls." "Nonsense !" "Oh, of course, you will call it nonsense. I didn't expect else; but you may as well reconcile yourself to it, first as last, I shall marry her. You had better write to mother about it." Such a case of literal indiffer ence, I never heard. f had ex pected at least, a little show of humanity, but here he was, iwith all the assurance in the world, confessing to his unparalleled folly, and actually asking me to write to his mother. I did write. ] said "Margaret, I think the boy is mad, and I am going to divest my. self of every atom of responsibili ty. He is bent upon marrying this curly headed, rosy cheeked country girl, and I dare say he might do worse. But whatevei happens, please bear in mind, that I have no part in it." I expected an immediate arri val of one half of~ the family, bul nobody camne, and I had nothing left me to do but to watch witl terrible misgivings, the progress of the silliest of all love stories. I hardly blamed him,w henlIcoalk compose myself sufficiently tc forget his youth and inexperience for Rubie Blake was a pretty girl with a nice lot of fair curls, al her own, a complexion like th< heart of a delicate white rose, anc eyes as blue, and sunny, as th< summer skies. Then she was neat and light o foot. and light of heart, and kep the whole house in a glow of cheer fulness, and she was industrious and not at all too good to don i long calico apron, and go out int( the kitchen and cook, wash dishes or iron her own collars and hand kerchiefs. She was sensible, an< could talk on any real sound, prac tica1 snbjent with a mnch ease a: any your)g lady I ever met; and taken altogetlier, she really wasa young lady worth knowing. But she wasn't the girl for our Harry, and really the world (lid not hold one for him. H,) was too young to dream of marrying, and when he did marry it must be some one-some just a little bet ter than girls in common. So I said, with many a sigh, Rubie is ( good girl, and very pretty one, too, but then she will never do for Harry. I watched the progress of their affection with indignation, for thero wasu't the slightest bashful ness about either of them. Harry I kissed her hand, and pulled her , curls, and said nonsensical things to her, under my very eyes, and she laughed, and gave him wicked glances that shocked me. They rode out on moonlight evenings, they found out all the by places and nooks on the farm, they sang duetts, and acted as do people in love-like lunatics. I delivered a lecture every night for two weeks, and then I got tired, and wrote letters hint ing that it would be well to send for us to come home. Failing in that, I devoted my self 'o my fancy work, and per formed some curious feats in tat ting and afghan stitch. But my anxiety never ceased; and I mentally resolved, that once out of this dilemma, henceforth. my nephews and nieces might take care of themselves. Every lane has its turning, and just as I was in a state of absolute despair, I came to a turning point in mine. One night I had retired to my chamber, and was on the point of going to bed, when there came a short, sharp rap at my door. I opened it, and IIarry entered, closing the door behin' him. "Auntie, I am going home. The train leaves here at twenty min utes past seven in the morning, and I thought you might not get down so early in the morning, so 1 would run in to-night and say good bye. You can stay, of course. as long as you please, and( when you are ready to come home, fa ther, or one of the boys, will run down and see to you." "Arc you not coming back ?" I asked, in pci-feet astonish ment. "No! I'm tired of these everlast ing old hills and fields, and want a change," he said, snapping his handkerchief at a fly on the wall, with extraordinary unconcern. "Ah ! 1 thought you could live here forever, and never car-e to know anything more of the bustle and turmoil of city life?" "Well, I thought so then but I have changed my mind, and 1 am going home." "And leave Ruble! What will she do?" "I think she is quite able to take care of herself." I opened my eyes in surprise. "Why, Harry ! I thought you was going to marry her," I said. "I had an idea of it, but it's all over, now." "'What is the matter ?" He kicked the table, and then replied. "I asked her to-night to marry me, and she laughed and said that she had been engaged for two years to that clod-hopper who tends the mill, up above here; and that they had a little quarrel just before wve came, and has only flirted with me to torment him. They have 'made-up,' and I can go-'to grass I suppose." I smotherecd a laugh, and tied to offer cousolation, but made such poor progress, that he went out with something like tears in his eves, slamming the doors, and in many other wvays proving to me that he was sorely hurt, and angered. Somebody asks, "Did he get over it ?" Bless you, yes ; and has had a dozen more just s uchi spells. Even as I write, he is walking past my window with a charming little girl, who is on a visit from New York, to a friend of ours, and who has said, 'yes,' to his ardent pro. posal of marriage, and wears upon her fore-finger, the very ring I gave him ; I haven't an idea but what the rascal has told her, he never loved before in all his wick ed life ; and she, poor innocent be lieves him. - I would like to tell her the 'whole truth ; she would not believe mc, so let it go. -They are all alike ! Randolph, Mass., has a shoe string factory which turns out annually $75,000 worth of these useful but not very costly articles. I The Richmond .Enquirer has a - "Letter from Louisa" every week. i Se'a n. court.honse. MAGIC. HOUDIN'S TRICKS-MORE WONDER F UL THAN SPIRITUAL MANIFESTA TIONS. One of the most adroit jugglers of the present age was Robert Hou din, a Frenchman, who for many vears gave fashi'onable entertain inents in Paris. Houdin wrote his ttobiography, and related many Lurious feats performed by him in his professional career. On one >ccasion he was invited to display is art before King Louis Phil ippe and his court, at the chateau >f St. Cloud. Houdin invented a trick especially for this royal and noble assemblage, and received un bounded applause for his success. He borrowe, from the king and his ourtiers six handkerchiefs, which e made into a parcel and laid on the table. Then at his request dif erent persons wrote on cards the name of the place whither they lesired their handkerchiefs to be nvisibly transported. When this W.I done he begged the king to ,ake three of the cards at hazard, znd choose from them the place he night consider the most suitable. 'Let me see," said Louis Phillippe, 'what this one says. 'I desire .he handkerchiefs to be found be :eath one of the candelabra on the nantlepiece.' Ab! that is too easy For a s6rcerer, so we will pass on o the next card: 'The handker aiefs are to be transported to the [ome of the Invalides.' T h a t would suit us, but it is much too Car-not for the handkerchiefs, but for us. "Ah ab I" the king ad led, as he looked at the last card, LI am afraid, monsieur Robert Eoudin. I am about to embarrass you. Doyou know what this card proposes?" Houdin, with a respect ful bow, declared that he did not. "Well," responded his majesty, "it is desired that you send the hand kerchiefs to a spot beneath the roots of the last orange tree on the right of the avenu4e of St. Cloud. Houdin, affected the ut most nonchalance. "Only that, sire ?" he said. "Deign to order, and I will obey." The king gave gave certain directions in .a low voice, and immediately a number f his attendants hurried off to the orange tree to watch it. He then said, "I select the orange tree." Houdin's first business now is to send the handkerchiefs on their travels. So he placed them be neath a bell of opaque glass, and taking his wand ordered them to fly to the spot the king had chosen. He raised the bell, the little parcel was no longer there, and a white turtle dove had taken its place. The king then walked quickly to the door, whence he looked in the direction of the orange tree to as sure himself that the guards were there, and when this was done he began to smile and shrug his shoul ders. "Ah ! Monsieur iR o b e r t Houdin," he said ironically, "I fear much for the virtue of your magic staff." Then he added, as be re turned to the end of the room where several servants were stand ing. "Tell William to dig imme diately below the last tree at the end of the avenue and bring me carefully what he finds there-if he does find anything." The tend. ant proceeded to the orange tree. The earth at the side of the tree was carefully removed, and down among the roots, after much groping, a small iron box, eaten with rust, was found. It bore ever y appearance of having been in the ground for many years. This cn rious "find" was cleansed from its mould and brought in, and placed by the side of the king. The greatest excitement and impa tience prevailed on all sides. HIou dn brought, perched on his finger, the dove to the king, and around its neck his majesty discovered a little rusty key. At the'desire of the conjurer he unloosed -it and o)ened the box. The first object that met his eye was a time-discol ored piece of parchment, upon which he read: "This day, the 6th June, 1786, this iron box, contain ing six handkerchiefs, was placed among thbe roots of an orange tree by me, Balsamo, count of Caglios tro, to serve in performing an act of magic, which will be executed on the same day sixty years hence, before Louis Phillippe, of Orleans, and his family." "There is cer tainly witchcraft abou!t this," cried the king, and then he looked again and found in the bottom of the box a parcel sealed with a well known seal of the famous Caglios tro. He broke it and opened the parcel, and there were six hand kerchiefs which but five minutes before were lying on the conjurer's table. Was nne this tr-ink Mata markable as the producing of "Ka ',ie King" from a dark cabinet? 1oudin was employed by the French government to go to Al giers on a novel mission. The Marabout priests exercised great influence over the natives, because they were able to perform certain feats of jugglery, which they pre tended proved their divine power, These Marabouts were enemies of the French and encouraged turbu lence among the Arabs. The gov ernment thought that it might be a good stroke of policy to send Houdin through the colony per. forming his miracles and demon strating to the natives that a French sorcerer was greater than an Arab sorcerer. Accordingly Houdin appeared before large aa diences,beginning in the city of Al geria. At the first of these per formances he introduced a box which became heavy or light at his order. This box was brought by him to the footlights and while holding it in his hands he declared to his hearers that he possessed the power to dupriva the most powerful man of his strength and restore it at will. He invfted any one who thought himself strong enough to come on the stage. An Arab of middle height, but well built and muscular, came to his side with great assurance. "Are you strong?" asked Houdin meas uring him from head to foot. "Oh, yes," he replied carelessly. "Are you sure that you will always re main so ?" "Quite sure." "You are mistaken," said Houdin, "for in an instant I will rob you of your strength, and you shall be come as a little child." The Arab smiled disdainfully. Houdin told him to lift the box. He stooped and lifted it without any effort, and said coldly, "Is that all ?" With an imposing gesture Houdin solemnly pronounced the words, "Behold you are weaker than a woman; now lift the box." The Hercules grabbed the box quite confidently, but to his aston ishment, it would not budge. He attacked it vigorously over and over again, while his countrymen sat looking on in silent wonder, but it resisted. He vainly expend ed on this box a strength which would have raised an enormous weight, until at length, panting, exhausted, and red with anger, he buried his face in his burnous and retired from the stage. Houdin does not explain the secret of this strange trick by which he made bodies heavy or light at will, and without apparently touching them, but it was a favorite of his, and often exhibited to his fashionable Parisian audiences. At the same exhibition in Al geria of which we have written, Houdin invited one of the audience to come on the stage. A young Moor, about twenty years of age, tall, well built and richly dressed, advanced. There was a plain ta ble on the stage (the space between the top and the floor being un mistakably open) which Houdin asked him to mount. When he did so, Houdin covered him with an enormous cloth cone, and in stantly removing it, the Moor was gone. This trick produced a panic in the audience. Screaming, "It is the evil one !" they clamber ed over the benches in wild terror and rushed out the door into the street, where, in the public street, rubbing his eyes in stupefaction and wondering how he got there, they found the young Moor. While in the interior. Houdin gave an open air exhibition to the wild sons of the desert. He pretend. ed that he was invulnerable and of fered to let a Marabout shoot at him. There was a great crowd,and a yin. dictive-looking fellow came out oj it and claimed to have the honom 'of killing the hated Frenchman The pistols were handed to Houd in, who called attentioo to the fact that the vents were clear. The Marabiut put in a fair chargE of powder and drove the wad home. Among the bullets pro. duced iloudin chose one which he openly put in the pistol, and i1 was also rammed down. By th< same process the second pisto was loaded. Everybody watched with the most profound solemnity Houdin posted himself fi f tee r paces from the Marabout withoul evincing the slightest emotion The Mar-about immediately seize< one of the pistols and, on Houdin'" giving the signal, took a delibe rate aim at him. The pistol weni off, and the ball appeared betweer the majician's teeth. More angry than ever, the Mar-about tried t< seize the pistol. "You could no injure me," said Houdin; "but yoi shall see that my aim is mor dangerous than yours. Look a the wall." He pulled the trigger and on the newly white-washes all appeared a largre Dateh 0 bloo(l exactly at the spot where he -.iied. The Marabout went up to it, dipped his finger in the blood. and raising it to his mouth, convineed himself of the reality. When he acquired this certainty his arms fell, and his head bowed I on his chest as if he were aniihi- I lated. It wa- evident for the 4 moment le doubted everything, i even the prophet. This seemingly incomprehensible feat. Houdin E perforned with prepared ballk. With bullet-mould and a bit of I wax mixed with lampblack he had I manufactured a very fair imitation d bullet. Another bullet of the same I material he had filled with blood. t Of course, it was by slight of f hand that he changed the bullets 0 forced upon him by the Marabout I and substituted his own. -An old trick enabled him to get the a real bullet between his teeth while f the waxen one was shattered to d pieces. So with the second ball, f it was shattered upon striking the 0 wall, but a spot of blood was pro. 8 duced. If Houdin had not ex- f plained this part it would be quite as wonderful to most people as i the phenomena of Spiritualin, t and could have been passed off as a good evidence of spirit agency. When William H. Seward made t his tour around the world, he wit nessed some performances of jug glers of India that were quite sur prising. He saw a man climb a bare pole sixty feet high, stand ing in the oyen air, and when he reached the top he mysterious ly disappeared. After a while his feet re-appeared, then his legs and body, and he came down. He claimed no supernatural powers. How did he do it? There was an Indian juggler who had a little den on the Bowery, in New York, afew years ago. He was a dirty fellow, and respectable persons were not much disposed to ventur6 into his plade. A gentleman told the writer that, moved by curiosity once, he went in. The juggler made him sit on the floor. In a moment two figures appearently human, rose out of the foor in obedience to the wand of the con juror. They grew to the ordina ry height of a human being. The visitor made a motion to r;se, when the figures sank through the floor instantly. An examina tion of the place betrayed no visi ble solution to the ingenious per formance. HIOW TO TREAT A WIFE. First, get a wife ; secondly, be patient. You may have great tri als and perplexities in your busi ness with the world; but do not, therefore, earry to your home a cloudy or contracted brow. Your wife maay have many tri als, which, though of less magnitude may have been as hard to bear. A kind conciliating word a tender look will do wonders in chasing from her brow all clouds of gloom. You encounter your difficulties in the open air, fanned by the heav en's cool breezes ; but your wife is often shut in from these health ful influences, and her health fails, and her spirits lose their elastici ty. But oh! bear with her, she has trials and sorrows to which you are a stranger, but which your tenderness can deprive of all their anguish. Notice kindly her little attentions and efforts to pro. mote your comfort. Do not take them all as a matter of course, and pass them by, at the same time being very sure to observe any omission of what you may consid er duty to you. Do not treat her with indifference, if you would not sear and palsy her heart wbich watered by kindness, would to the latest day of your existence, throb with sincere and constant affeetion. Sometimes yield your wishes to hers. She has prefer-' ences as strong as you, and it may be just as trying to yield her choice, as you. Do you find it hard to yield sometimes ? Think you it is not difficult for her to give up always? If you never yield to her wishes there is dan ger she will think you are selfish, and care only for yourself; and with such feelings she cannot love as she might. Again, show your self manly, so that your wife may look up to, and feel that you will act nobly, and that she can con fide in your judgment. A beau dismissed by a belle, and an arrow dismissed by a bow, are apt to start off in a hurry. It seems to us babies might drive a "spanking team." If it seems good, a sewing ma chine may be likened unto a kiss. - - . + - - jAxe ladies called "Mum" because ' thaw talk; so little ? MARK TWAIN'S COLD. b b HARTFORD, CoNN., Oct. 5,1874. y V'iss K. W. White: y DEAR MADAM :-I regret exceed- r, ngly being unable to accept your ft :ind invitation (also Mr. P. G. h )uffy's) to be present at your [ :ominencement exercises, but the a ,nnoying an4 vexatious illness b vhich still hangs about me to- b ;ether with some business engage. p nents, will prevent. The illness, I o which I refer, is a severe cold fj . took in New York last winter, it luring the lecture season. Perhaps a, he recital of how I tried to cure v, his cold may serve instead of the aw remarks you so politely asked ae to make to the friends and pu ils. The first time I began to sneeze, friend told me to go bathe my tl eet in hot water and go to bed. I tl lid so. Shortly after, another tl riend told me to get up and take fi cold shower bath. I did thO e ,so. Within the hour, another ti riend assured me that it was poli- I y to feed a cold and starve a fe- 81 er. I had both. So I thought it Y est to fill myself up for the cold, t nd let the fever starve awhile.- P n a case of this kind I seldom do l( hings by halves; I ate pretty t eartily. I conferred my custom h ipon a stranger, who had just t >pened his restaurant on Cort- a andt street, near the hotel, that c, norning, paying so much for a g all meal. He waited near me in rl 'espectful silance until I had fin- Y shed feeding my cold, when he t nquired if the people about New 8 Eork were much afflicted with il olds. I told him I thcught they t were. He then went out and took a n his sign. r I started up toward the office, 8 tnd on the way encountered an- 1 Ather bosom friend, who told me C ;hat a quart of salt water would I ome as near curing a cold as any- 3 hing in the world. I hardly ,ought I had room for it, but I C ried it anyhow. The result was C murprising. I believe I threw up my immortal soul. Now, as I t give my experience only for the a benefit of those of your friends 1 who are troubled with the distem- a per, I feel that they will see the a propriety of my cautioning them t against such portions of it as t proved inefficient with me, and ' acting upon this conviction, I warns them against warm-salt water. It i may be a good enough remedy, a but 1 think it rather too severe. C If I had another cold in the head, 2 and there was no course left me I to take but either an earthquake t or a quart of warm salt water, I would take my chances on the1 earthquake. After this every. body in the hotel became interest- I ed, and I took all sorts of reme dies-hot lemonade, cold lemon- 1 ade, pepper tea, boneset, stewed Quaker, hound syrup, onions and< loaf sugar, lemons and brown sugar, vinegar and loaf sugar, five < bottles of fir balsam. eight bottles I cherry pectoral, and ten bottles of Uncle Sam's remedy, but all with out effect. One of the prescrip tions given hy an old lady was well, it was dreadful. She mixed a decoction composed of molasses, catnip, peppermint, aquafortis, tur pentine, kerosene and various other drugs, and instructnd me to take a wineglassful every fif teen minutes. I never took but one dose; that was enough. I had to take to my bed and remain there two entire days. When 1 felt bet ter more things were recommend ed. I was desperate and willing to take anything. Plain gin was recommended, then gin and mo lasses, then gin and onions. I took al! three. I detected no particular result, however, except that I had acquired a breath like a turkey buzzard, and had to change my boarding-place. At this new place they suggested a different remedy to any yet tried. A sheet bath was recommended. I had never refused a remedy yet, and it seemed poor policy to com mence then ; therefore I deter mined to take a sheet bath, though I had no idea what sort of ar rangement it was. It wasad ministered at midnight, and the weather was very frosty. My back and breast were stripped, and a sheet (there appeared to be a thous and yards of it) soaked in ice wa ter was wound around me until I resembled a swab for a columbiad. It is a cruel expedient. When the chilly rag touches one's warm lesh it makes him start with sud den violence and gasp for breath, just as men do in the death agony. t froze the marrow in my bones and stopped the beating of my heart. I thought my time had come. When I recovered from this a friend recommended the ap plicationi of a mustard plaster to my breast. I beliOge that Would ADVERISING RATIESO Advertisements Inserted at the rWt of$1.00 )er square-one inch-for first Insertdoo, and '5c. for each subsequent insertion. Double vIlumn advertisements ten per cent on above Notices of meetings, obituaries and Uibbde f respect, same rates per squarepas ordinary dvertsements. Special notices In local codums 20 cents er line. Advertisements not marked with thW wn er of insertions will be kept In t0l forbid nd charged accordingly. Special contracts made with larW. adver sers, with liberal deductions on &boe raun. Done withSeatnews and Dlu6Mcb arc cured me effectually if it ad rnot been for young Clemens. Then I went to bed I put- the iustard plaster where I could )ach it when I should be neady )r it. But John Clemens got iingry in the night and eat it up., never saw any child have Ach ~appetite. I am confident that e would bave eaten me if I had sen healthy. After all "hi. ez rience you cannot wonder that dread going to New York, and e4 obliged to decline your kind [Vitation. Wishing Yom a pleas - A and successful time, I rmi ary respectfully, S. Li. CLEMENS (Mark Twain-) mIUP. The farm, we mean, ineludng ie house and grounds around- it, ie barn and barn-yard, the shed, ie poultry-house, the orchard, the DIds. Don't be slovenly any long r. Nail fast those loose boards int have played the tune *of ffard Times" during every wind ormn for the last two or three ears. Mend the holes in the roof iroupph which the rain-drops have attered on the barn-floor for so ng a time, and put newplauk i6 ie floor where these same Ileak oles have rotted it -out. One o~ e doors -of the wagon-shed needs labor, especially if they are exten. sive. Plow them up. manure thor - -- L S..... 4 I. @,y~il 4~ LO4.&A ~