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A Family CompanMon, Devoted to Literature, Miscellany, News, Agriculture, Markets &c Vol. Xi. WEDNESDAY MORNING, FEBRUARY 17, 1875. No. 7. THE HERALD Is PUBLISRED EVERY WEDNESDAY MORNING, At -Newberry C. R., Y THOS. F. GRENEKER, Editor and Proprietor. Ters, $2.0 per elnnun, Invariably in Advance. COP, The paper is stopped at the expiration of time for which it is patd. V- The X mark denotes expiration of sub sription. QUESTIONING THE NEW YEAR. New Year, I would that I might read Your purpose through! I wonder if yonr promise meed To me is true: But while your flattery I receive, In truth I hardly dare believe Or trust In you. For ah! the Year whose hoary head Now lieth low, Came In with smiles like yours widespread, Twelve months ago. And o.! the hopes so rkch and rare, That with his promises so fair He help me sow!] Bt when att athe arvest came, I gathered naught, o golden treasure met my claim, Tho' long I sought. And we are glad-my heart and I TO ne at last this Old Year die. For all he brought. And now yon come! what do you hold? What do you bring? What blessings are for me enrolled ? What songs to sing? , well! New Year! from day to day- I be1b;W yougi:e or take away Still, Hope is king! -From TiE ALDINE for February. TE RAIDS OF DEATH. Thi magnificent piece of poetry is from the 1ev. W. H. Platt, the Rector of Calvary Chureb, in Louisville. On his phantom steed, with passion's speed, Death sweeps on his circuits wide; Through every zone he rides alone, With dread as his weird bride. Pause and think On the brink Of the tide Dim and wide In the gloom Of thy doom Patssing thee. With a mocking glee o'er every sea, ] He gathers his tracking storm. And he hunts down life in its grasping strife, In every breathing form; With his mcffled feet, his courser fleet,. O'ertakes each flying man, And summons bim back, in every crowd, To tramp in his caravasn. - Ponder! sigh! Each must die; Vengeful death, In each breath, Conquers life. To the laughing child and the savage wild, . To the maiden in the mystic light-_ To the rayless mind, in missions kind-4 To hope, with Its beamings bright To the proud and great in pomp of state To all of a vagrant's birth To the heart of grief, like a smitten leaf To0 anl of this moaning earth, Hastens death, Ponder death ! Inky waves, Silent graves, All around Thee abound, Man! 0 man! TELJECT fl RAGS. -0 It was a black wintry day. Heavy snowdrifts lay piled up in the streets of New York, and the yelesappearance of the city was cold and dismaL Seated upon the steps of one of the]arge dwellings on Fifth Avenue, was a boy apparently thirteen years of age. He was literally clothed in rags, and his hands were blue, and his teeth chattered with cold. $slying upon his knee was a news paper which he had picked up in ~ the streets, and he was trying to read the words upon it. He had been occupied thus for some time when two little girls clad in silk and fars came towards him. The eldest one was about twelve years old, and so beautiful that the poor boy rais edhis eyes and fixed them upon her in undisguised admiration. The child of wealth stopped be fore him and turn-ng to her comn panion, exclaimed, 'Marian, just see this man on my steps. Boy what are you doing here T 'I am trying to learn to read up on this little bit of paper,' answered the boy. The girl laughed derisively and said: 'Well, truly ! I hav~e heard intel lect in rags, Marian, and here it is personified.' Marian's soft hazel eyes filled with tears as she replied : 'Oh, Louise, do not talk so; you know what Miss Fannie teaches in school, -'The rich and poor meet to gether, and the Lord is the Maker of them all."'I Louise laughed again and said to, the boy: 'Get up from here, you shall not sit on my steps, you are too ragged and dirty.' The bov arose and a blush crim soned his face. He was walking away, when Marian said: 'Dont go little boy, you are so cold, come to my house and get warm. Oh, do come,' she continued, as he hesitated ; and he followed iei- in;o a large kitchen where a bright warm fire was shedding its genial warmth around. 'rell, Miss Marian, who are you riging here now,' asked the ser 'Oh, he shall warm, sit here lit le boy,' and iachel pushed a chai1 n front of the stove; she then gave Eim a piece of bread and meat. Marian watched these arrange nents and then glided from the room; when she returned she had i primer, with the first rudiments f spelling and reading. Going to .he boy she said: 'Little boy here is a book that Fou can learn to read from better ,han a piece of paper. Do you now your letters?' 'Some of them, but not all. I iever had anybody to teach me. [just learned myself but, oh. I want to read so badly.' Marian sat down beside him. and )egan to teach him his letters. 3he was so busily occupied in th. York that she did not see her mo Aher enter the room nor hear Rach A explain about the boy; and sli mew not that her mother stood for ;ome time behind them listning :o her noble child teaching tho >eggar boy his letters. There were but few that he had iot already learned himself, and it vas not long before Marian had the iatisfaction of hearing him repeat iis alphabet. When he arose to go he thanked iachel for her kindness and offered darian her book. 'No, I don't want it,' she said, I have given it to you to learn to -ead from. Won't you tell me your iame ?' 'Jimmie,' he replied. 'I will not forget you, Jimmie. ro must always remember Marian 1ayes,' was the little girl's fare frell Louise Gardner and M a r i a ii 1ayes were playmates and friends. heir dwellings joined, and almost werv hour of the day they were to. ether for they attended the same chool. These two children were rery differently dispositione:1, and rery differently brought up. Lou se was pioud and haughty. Poverty n her eyes was a disgrace and a rime, and she thought nothing too evere for the poor sufferer. These iews she learned from her mother. rs. Gardner moved in one exeln ive circe-bon ton of New York. iVIthout its precincts she never rentured,for all others were beneath ier. Louise, taught to mingle with to children excepting those of her nother's friends, was growing up >elieving herself even better than hey. The teaching that Marian Hayes eceived was totally different from his. Mrs. Hayes was acknowl ~dged by Mrs. Gardner as one of er particular friends ; yet though he moved among that circle, was ar from being one of them. Her loctrine was the text her little girl uad used: 'The rich and thez poor neet together, and the Lord is the Laker of them all.' Thus she taught arian, there was no distinction as to wealth and position ; that the isticton was in worth alone. he taught her to reverence age, ,nd to pity the poor and destitute ; ,nd that 'pleasant words were as weet as honey comb, sweet to the oul,' a little kindness was better han money. Marian learned the esson well, and was ever ready to ispense her gentle words to all, thether they were wealthy and in uential, or ragged and indigent as he boy she had that cold morning efriended. A gay and brilliant throng were ssembled in the Gity of Washing on. Congress was in session, and he hotels were crowded with trangers. It was an evening party. he brilliantly lighted rooms were led with youth and beauty. Standing near one of the doors ore two young ladies, busily en aged in conversing together. The ldr of the two suddenly exclaim. Oh, Mtrian, have von seenMr iaiton. the new memuber fro No, but I have heard a grea~t teal about hi:m.' -Oh, I want to see0 him so b:ail. irs. N- is going to introdu~ce im to us. I wish she would make Stast, I have ao patiecei~. Don't speak so, Louise. I wish on not beC so triiling,' said Mari 'n. A singular smile played~c aronnud :e muouh of a tall, handsome gen Liman who was standing near the rls : andt e. he passed them he canned them very closely. In a hort time Mrs. N- came ur vith Mr. Hamilton, the new mom >er, and presented him to Mis )ardner and Miss Hayes. As they vere conversing together, Mr. Ham lton said : 'Ladies, we have met before.' But Louise and Marian declared dieir ignorance of the fact. 'It has been long years ago, yet]I iave not forgotten it nor a single ntence uttered during that meet. ing. I will quote one that may re call it to your memory. 'The rich and the poor meet together. and the Lord is the Maker of them all. The rich blood tinged the cheeks of "Marian but Louise still declared hrself ignorant as before. MIr. Hamilton glanced for a moment at Marian, then turning to Louise, he said: 'Long years ago, a little boy, ragged and dirty seated himself up on the steps of a stately dwelling on Fifth Avenue, New York, anid was there busily engaged trying to read from a bit of paper, when his aUtention was attracted by two lit tle girls. riehly dressed. The eldest of the t-yo particularly attracted him, ,I he was as beautiful as arn bgel; bt as they came near to him, she lifId~ up her hand and exclaim cq: -Boy. wiat are von doing ther The bw answered that he vals tryig~ to read. The child of affia enlcueri,led him. and said she h d heard- of intellect in rags, and he was, the. very personification of it. L: comyanions answer was. that h rich the pour shall mueet to g thier, 1 the Lord is the Maker of them all.' The elder girl drove the boy away from the steps, but the yonuger one took him into her dwelling and warmed and fed him there. When they parted the little girl said, 'you must not forget Marian Hayes.' And, Miss Hayes, he never has forgotten you. That rag ged, dirty boy is now before you la dies, as M'. H:ui.ton. the Member of Congress: and allow ie, Miss Gardner, io tender my thanks to You for the kind treatment of that boy.' OverwhLncd w i t h confusion, Louise knew nut what t s:v or d. In pa frt he, i' Lilto1 ros and turn.g to Maria, said: --I will see you again. Miss Ha1.. and be left them. Uoui-e wold not stay in tie ity wh re she daiy met with Mr. Ham i:Lun, and in a .ewv d. .:s rturni -1 t6 ew York. lt-av-ing a:.W the3 cniosesOf having done nothing to be ashamed of. an' - joying the society of distinguished Congressmen. MiLUan and Mr. Hamilton were waking together one evening. winIil the latter drew from his bosom an old and well-worn primer and hand el it to Marian. 'From this,' lie said, the man who is so distinguished here, first learn ed to read. Do you recognize the book?' Marian trembled, and did not raise her eyes, when she saw the well-remembered book. Mr. Ham Iilton took her hand and said: 'Mar-ian, Jimmie has never forgot ten you. Since tile day yon were so kin-d to him and give him this~ book, lhi life has had one great aim. and thaL wvas to attain to greato ess,~ and in after years to meet that minisein:g angel who was the sweeteiner of my days of poverty. When I left your house with this book, I returned to my humble~ 'ho:ne t..n times hape,and as siduously set to work to learn to read. Myk mother was an invalid, and ere U ng I learned well enough to rea'd i-> her. 'Wheu my mother died I found goo 1 fricnds, and wvas adopted by a geLLlea in W--. As his son Ihave been educated. A year ago hedied and left his property to me. Of all the pleasant memories of my b)oyhood, the one oonnected with you is the dearest. I have kept this prie next to my heart, and dwelt upon the hope of again meet ing the- giver. I have met her. I see all my imaginlationl pictured. and I ask if the dear hand that gave this boo0k cannot be mine forever Louise felt deeper grief than ever when Marian told her she wa to become the wife of Mr. Hamnilton. the pooUr b)y who sOtf on.;1ce spurn-1 d -1 'iia c i:1 r:i.'o Bu se L -s is trap~inin up a~ f:unlly of to despise not intallect in rgs, but to be guidled by 1ari':a:- text: ~The rich and the poor meet to ~ether, and the Lord is the Make:r 0f them all.' The Chicago Tines puts the sol emn conunmdruam: 'qHow. can we escap)e tire ?" A Now York paper' answers : '-The Gospel offers you every emcouragemenmt, but perhiaps your 'best hold' is to get out of Chicage." Next to the diary, the most dif renit thing to keep in a lead neneil. A STrZ.!E STORY. mN}: OF LAFTTE " MEN DE RiEs TiME BATTLE <' NEW) F r..Ns.--..moN J;I'RTI S RI\kTri '.UiEi) BY Pi RATF!S AND DURIED oN (7.kVESTO ISlAND. In your issue of the 25th of Deem , appear an accounit of an old annon brought up from-1 the bottom >f the bay by the scoop of the Iredgeboat. In the sneAAw paper seVer'al conjectual hist)ries >f the piece of ordnance, none of vhich, as I hppen to know, have iny degree of truth. except that the .annon in question once formed ait c f the armament of the fleet of ,aitte-the 'brave and good Lafitte. Prom the cut and descrip.ion given >f it in your paper I recognize it as m1 old a(quailta-nce. And. sirs, it has a history, and a nost eventful. but brief one, and ,011n1 it but speak would tell its )wn talle ill langunage far more eO iuent than I can. I am an old man iow-"in the scro and yellow leaf." [was many years ago a member )f the company of the brave Lafitte: aml old now, close on to ninety roars. and though some weak of imb and dili of sight, yet have re nenibrance of persons and events )f lonr ago remarkably vivid. An >ld man lives in the past entirely ic is fund of talking of the brave lays of his youth, of the brave men xho lived then, of their deeds of laring. of their generosity. and of imself. I Iml,ay. sirs, grow tedious mU iJu-osy. but permit me to tell av stor; ll in'y own way-the story l.: thecannn-or'. Sirs, it has a iLoy'. aL one of great interest. Yn wiH remember that a short Oie bef'r t great battle of New Xrleans. the great and brave Gen. ikw .Jack3n induced our cap '_j.th 11.,Le T 4_. 1 . ai thle brave uaitti, to help him igh- the 1ritish. I well remember he day. when a small vessel-a whooner appeared off the bar of vh liat is now ealled Galveston island. i'e displayed the American flag, ired a gun and then lowering her Iational lhg, ran a white flag to her Tbeak. Tht meant a parley. La itte sonned the new comler closelv sith is glass for some minutes. mid then ordering his four-oared gig. pulled to the schooner. I was then young and lusty, and accounted the jest stroke in our navy, and was >ne of the gig's crew. Lalitte ioarded thle schooner. and hie and a foung American o ffi c e r. whose aamne I afterwards learned was Don aelson-Lieut. Donnelson, of Gen. Jackson's staff-descended into the 3abin. There th?ey remnaine'd an iou' or more, and theon they came >nt. As Lafitte stepped .over the schooner's side to get into his gig. ae said to iDonnelson. --Tell Gen. Jackson I v:ill be with him. He may rely on me for at leaLst eighty The name of the schooner was the 'John Hancock," and a neat clipper shc was. We pulled back to the ort, Lafitte saying not a word, but pulling in his qjuick, nervous way his mustache; p)roved to us he was planning some desperate work. That night the schooner weighed md left. The next morning there wvas a grand council held at the fort. Xll this occurred a long, long timec ago-nearly sixty years ago! ' ion Db u ! ; ow time flys ! It seemns but yesterday. Well. sirs, I don't want to be tedious, but an old man is naturally garrulous. He has so much to live over in thought. S, Sirs, .'' ir with :m patiently. I dont know what happened in the council. hut two days after three of our best vessels. with the fiower 0f our 1silibusters. sailed fur New Orleans. under the command of the J E iTTE HIsELF. Chave, I.9 right bower, be'ing wh.hi. After four (lays sail we ca iteMiss1ijippi river. and~ :e e 1 off Ne~w Orleans, a lijl lehm ity. I was thena *m. A): ord the ten-gm big &ngeace. cm"'nded by Chauvet. a b-:ave ',ut cruel man. When thec British forcesuder Paekenham ap we ran up) and anchored above the city. All was bustle and prepara tion. We took out most of the can non and placed them in position ir the works General Jackson hmad hastily thrown up at Chahmette, and one hundred and twenty picked ar tillerists, or gunners, with all out oflicers. headed by the brave Lafitte in person, manned them. On the 8th day of January. the British opened a terrible fire on us with their field pieces, but as we were safe behind our earthworks and cotton bales. wc let them w~ast( their powder. Lafitte--our brave Lafitte Iah, how grand he looked! hnow his hk eye +1aelhc Im, im wvas the genius of the fight ! Hov hi French blood boiled at the sigh of a red coat ! Les Aal4s pajides Jackson, tall and gaunt, was mov ing his men, occasionally observin the British line with his glass, ani turning anon to encourage his Ton nesSeans and Kentuekians. Hov impatient those rifleman appeared But Jackson's orders were, "Re sirve your fire, men, for close quar Pretty soon the cannonading cens ed. and Lhen we could see the lon anl solid line of British advancing, first at a slow, steady pace, then n double quick. When they wer( within three hundred yards of om: works, Laitte,springing upon a gur carriage, thundered out, "FI i.!" Scre Eleiu! What a sheet oJ flame leaps forth from our guns Then Jackson, with a clear ringinC voice that could be heard above the roar of battle, cried out: "Makt overy shot tell. Fire low, my boys: Crack: crack ! went the unerring ritdes. Our guns roared. Grape. canister and round shot weni crashing through the advancing ranks. The foe reeled under th( fire. For an instant they falteret -for an instant only-then witl closed ranks they again advanced under a most withering and deadl fire. A general officer leads them He mounts the parapet, waving hiB sword and cheering on his men Latitte springs toward him, pisto: in hand. A flash-Packenham fal shot through the heart. The waver and then retreat, in great confusior and disorder, to the shelter of thei, war vessels. Lafitte was for charg ing them. but Jackson, coo and collected, said "no." Ou forces were too small, and bayonet. were scarce; so we remained be hind our breast-works poured vol leys of grape into them until the: were out of range. Mon D;eu ! hov my old blood is stirred at these r meambrances. Well, about the gun! Patience messieurs, I am coming to the gun Well, sir, after the British fleet hat sailed down the river, we went ove: the b,ttle-field, picking up the plun der. Among many other thineg lef in their hasty departure the Britisl left a six-pounder, a field-piece stuck in the mire, with one whee shattered. It was a beauty ; al most new. The date of its castin was in-1813. After remaining in New Orlean: a fewv days, we prepared for our de parture. Among other things give: Lafitte by Gen. Jackson was thii si-pounder (the identical cannoi described in your paper of 25t: December). to replace one of our; that IiX13TBRST IN THlE IATTLE. It was placed on our bridge, th, Vengeance. and ever after formet part of her armament. When we returned to Galveston Lafitte called us all together-me and olneers-and told us that h was deter,nined to give up follow ing t.he sea. and would leave us that if we desired, we could choos a new leader. We were sorry t hear this, for we all loved our in trepild and generous Lanite, and er deavored to shake his resolutior But lhe was firm, and so we wen into an election, and Chauvet, Le fit's first lieutenant, was chose: our leader. Shortly after. Lanitt bad'e us axdieu, and taking one shi the Chiquita, Eailed for Sout: America. I remained b)ehind o: the islandl with Chauvet. Chauve was not the leader Lafitte was. Hi liked dash and enterprise ;lhe wai cross. cruel, harsh, avaricious an. overbearing. We feared him, Iu did not love him as we did Lafit t< Weil.one day Chauvet took comnman of the Vengeance, the fastest vess< and best armed of our navy, an sailed into the gulf for a cruist We stoppled at one of tile Florid Keys, and, while there, Chauvet r< ceived some dispatches. the cer tents of which seemed t.o give liri intense pleasure. He immediat< ly weighed anchor and run into th Atlantic, heading for Hatteras. After we got off Hatteras. a ma was kept day and night aloft. o the look-out. with orders to r, potevery sail lie saw. One day. think it was .sometimne in the mont of March or ApriL,1815.the man alo: reported a strange sail on our la: board. Chauvet seized his glas: aind after viewing the stranger ft. some time. ordered the men pipe to quarters, and the decks cleare for action. I was then the gunn< of the same identical six-pound canturedL at New Orleans. Ah : bi sh wa~s a beauty. I never misse withLhr We kept the stranger in sight ii til dark, and then, under press< sail, began to crawl upon her. SI was a fast sailer, buft Xloni DiX she was a tortoise compared to tI V engeance. About daybreak ne: aye were cQen enQngb inma her out distinctly. She was a pilot t boat built schooner, and was armed: two gums amid-ships and a swivel forward. We ran about 200 cables' length distant from her, and Chau vet, mounting the railing. hailed - her. She replied that she was the American privateer schooner Pa triot. bound from Georgetown, hSout Carolina. to New York, and ran up the Stars and Stripes. Chau vet. instead of displaying the Vene zuelan flag, under which we usu ally sailed, flung to the breeze the terrible black flag, and fired a broadside into her. Jlon DiCu ! the Yankees were no cowards, and they - replied with their starboard gun and their swivel. And well aimed they were, too, for we had four men killed and some six wounded by the discharge, besides having our rigging badly cut up. After a sharp but brief conflict we carried her by boarding, and every soul was I either put to the sword, or MADE FOOD FOR SHARKS in our own peculiar way. Ah : but didn't my pet, my beauty-my little six-pounder. do good work Never a shot missed. She behaved i splendidly. And didn't I pet and' kiss her when the fight was over and the prize secured. A prize in deed the Patriot proved. She had been cruising for some months, de predating upon British commerce, and was returning to New York to divide the plunder. After we had disposed of the dead and living privateermen, Chauvet descended into the cabin, and pret ty soon he called out in an angry tone for myself and mate to go to him. We descended and found him in the cabin, confronted by a beautiful woman, who held an empty bottle in her hand, with which she had struck Chauvet, who had attempted, it seems, to make r too free vsith her. He ordered us - to tie her hand and foot and convey her on board the Vengeance and place her in his cabin. We obeyed hIm; but she fought us, and did all she could to jump overboard. After gutting the captured ves sel, and transferring the valuables to the Vengeance, we fired her, and then headed for Galveston island. Just after we entered the gulf, and while flying the Venezuelan flag, we had a terrible fight with a Span Sish cruiser, and being badly hulled and cut up, and after losing one Sthird of our crew (ah ! the brave fellows-how g a 11 a n t ly they Sfought !), we took advantage of a foggy night to draw off, and under full press of canvass made for the is Sland. Upon our arrival we found s the Vengeance so badly damaged that it became necessary to remove from her her armament and all valu e ables, and sent her to oar navy 1 yard for repairs. We had gotten everything off ,1but thr~ee or four guns, my little 1 six-pounder among the number, e when one night, through the infer Snal carelessness of the Watchman, :the Vengeance caught fire and e burned to the water's edge, and in a o few hours after sank in the channel .between our town, on the east end of Galveston island, and our navy Lyard, which was about half a mile t to the wvest. ~-Ah, how my heart bled to lose my a little pet-my little six-pOund er. I e grieved over its loss even as 1 Sgrieved over the death of one of my Li comrades. 0, little beauty. I little a hoped ever to hear of you again. t Yes. sirs, that cannon described in e your paper, is my lost pet. I know s her. Have I not handled her ? Don't ci I know every mark on her ? The t marks you describe near the cross ~. were made by a cursed Spanish Ishot in otur engagement in the gulf. 1 If I were not so old and so feeble I I would travel to Galveston to see E once more my little pet. a The woman captured on the pri 3vateer died a few days after our ar 1- rival in Galveston. She was a very nl handsome woman, and I afterwards 3- learned was the daughter of a dis & tinguished American. Hecr cloth - ing-wh'ich was of the finest mate n rial-was marked "T. A." and she n1 had a golden locket containing a p)ortrait of a beautiful boy. On the I locket were the wvords, "To my ii wife, Theodosia. She was buried [t on the island, a few hundred yards r- to the east of the old fort on the 90pomt. It was whispered among >the men that Chauvet had killed d her, because she would not yield to d his wishes. r I hope. sirs, you will excuse the r prosy talk of an old man. I am t nearing my end-have much to re d pent of. But when I saw the de scription in your paper of my lost i pet, I felt compelled to write you f the truth about her. My old coin te rades, who may be living-and ! some were living in Texas a year te ago-can bear witness to the truth it of what I have written. I ama near oe in~ the grave. A few weeks, nay, HE FINALLY WENT. An old man recently appeared efore the Detroit and Lansing ailroad ticket window at the Ce-n -al depot. and asked: 'What yon charge for a ticket to ansing-? -Two-sixty. sir replied the agent. etting his thumb and reaching at for the money. "Two dollar and zixty cents !" ex aimed the stranger. pulling his ead out of the window. "Yes. ,ir. that is ihe regular ,re. -Then I sthavs here .v Detroit )rtv years!" sa the man. getting d in the f:.c. 4-I haf never seen .e sush'n swindle as dat "Two sixty is the regular fare. ad you will have to pay it if you o, replied the agent. -I shust gef you two dollar ind o more." said the stranger. '_No: can't do it. "Tell, den I sthays mit Detroit 11 I dies," growled the old man, ad he went away and walked round the depo,. He expected to e called back as he left the win ow, as a man is often called back > "take it along" when he has been bafing with a clothing dealer. ,uch an event did not occur, and, fter a few minutes, the old man re irned and called out : "ell, I gef you two dollar und an cents." "No. can't do it, replied the gent. "Vell, den I don't go, so help me 'rashus! I have lived in Detroit bree yare, und shall bay bolice tx, sewer tax. und want to grow .p mit dis town. und I shall not be windlet." He walked off again, looking ack to see if the agent would not all him, and, after a stroll around e returned to the window, threw own some money. and said: "-ell. dake two dollar und twen y cents, und gif me'n dickette." "My dear sir. can't you under tand that we have a schedule of a-ices here. and that I must go by b?" replied the ageat. "Vell, den. I sthays mit Detroit -on dousand vare exclaimed the tranger, madder than ever. "I bays olice taxes und sewer taxes, und I hall se about dis by de Sheaf of 3olice." He walked off again, and as he aw the locomotiv-e backing up to ouple on to the train, he went >ack to the window and said: "Gif me'n dickette for two dollar md thirty cents. nd I rides on the >atform." "Can't do it. said the agent. "Vell, den. py golly. I sphecaks to -o what I does: Here is dema wo dollar und sixty cents. and I roes to Lansing und never comes >ack. No. zur. I shall never come >ack. or I shall comec mid de blank oad! I bays taxes by demn bolice. nd by denm zewers. und I shall how vou dat I sh?all haf nodding more to do mit dis town He went on the tr-ain. [Detroit FrL" Prm. Dox'r Cai'i-s.-Whetever vou lo. dou't set up for a cr-itie. We don't ne-au a newspaper one. but in private ife. in the domestie 'aireIc. in scie-ty. t will not do ay ne ay go,od, and t will do vou harm-if you are alled disagreeale. If von don't like myl one's nIos. or object to any one's thin don't put your feelnaP1-into words. If any one'-s maniner don't please your. -eemiber your own. People are not dll made to suit one taste. recollect :hat. Take thing.s no' you find them aless you c-an alter them. Even a linner, after it is .wallowed, caunat >e made any bAtter. Continual faul: inding. continu:l criticisml of conduct >f ti-is one and the speceh of that one. :he dress of the other. and the or inione >f t'other, will marke hiome the un iappiest place untdr the sun. A Michigan pa1rper dechires that "DI r. Mary Walker's lit> is one continual struggzle to keep hi r p:ats hitched up' vitho~ut thec aid of -uspeuders. - W\hich. to all int -nl purpses,. islab-sided. kuoek-kneed arnd bandy serredl not s:an n 'a :er*e ac of oTsi ::. we slhould lihire somecbody >, ld. that i h . ited pants - raprir cat a. !:cle you could4 u., njre pail thanu ol without disekin holurn button than yonu culd puili :amel through the eye of ' a~ n-ele ithout first swapping him~ Or fr a pool of thread. If your sistet fell into a well. vby couldn't you rescue her-? Be ~ause you couldn't be a brother an d ~sist her, too. A polite way of putting it trouble with a chronic indisposi ~ion to exertion. Wise sayings often fall to the ~round, but a kind word is never ~hown away. ADVERTISINC RATES. AdIertiseraents inserted at the rate of 51.00 per equare-one inch--forfrst insertion, ard 75c. for each subseqaent insenon. Double co!anmn adrerrisenients ten per cent on above. Notice s oi'mectings. obituaries and tribute of reipec:, same rates per square as ordinary adveriements. Special noLices in local column 20 cents per linc. Advertisements not marked with the num - ,)er o 'nsertions wilI be kept in till forbid and ciarged accordingly. 7S)oal contracts made with large adver tisrz, wi;i liberal deductions on above rates. Jan Pai1.YTLe ))nc vith Neatness and Dispeth. Termi Cash. VEACY B.AD GRAMMAR The~n Tr ( has an article on on: .-not bd grarmar but very w a i rmmar-inl whit-b it Weh i.t: onc; th street, on the car-. in bSiness offiecs, in schools and col ges. in private circles. and -ometimes in the pulpits and from platforms. The ignorant and the wise, thc uututored and the scholar. are all more or less guilty. Even when we know what i- coirect in expression we *e'C utvn betrayed by hah it or association or imitation into some violati,n of the King's En glish. The following expressions in daily use among people who think they are well educated may perhaps eall nttention to this sub Ject more eliciently than theori zing and philosophizing upon it will do. They have all been gath - Qred within the last few weeks and a:n the most frequent viola tions, in commnion parlance, of cor reet gramniar : "It ain't." for it isn't. Ain't is a contraction of am not: "it a not" is evidently er roneou-. "IHas the cows been fed?" "I aid in three ton of hay :" "he walked twenty mile;" "oats is best f'or horse"-these violate the rule that verbs and nominatives must agree in number and person. The use of' two negatives in the same sentence is very common. "They don't want no more," "I don't know nothing about it," "they havn'tgot no money ;" "any" and "anything" instead of "no" would make these sentences gram mat ical. Adver bs and adjectives are often used amiss. No error of this sort is more common than the use of the adjective "good" for the ad verb "well." "Is my hair combed good ?" Vcerbs are frequently in. correctly formed in their past tenses, and the participle used where the past tense would be proper. "le was drowned," "I throwed it to him." "they done it." "we seen it ;" these expressions one can hecar any day. The addition of an unnecessary preposition is a very common er ror. "The way is opened up ;" whynoteopened down ? "WXecon tinue on,' "where is he at ?" These and themi are often used insteadl of this and tLse, "These kind," or "them kind of' things." "themi children." Other imrop er uses of pronouns are found in "her and rme wer.t to school," "it is him.'' "that's me.'' J. Utanus5M As A Bt?sm:ss.-Inl comnmen ring upon the failure of a newspap)er manager, the St. Loa is Gliobe tells a plain truth in the followinr words: "The business of iournalism will continue to be an nvtng field for experiments to those who have a larrze amonnt of money and a large amount of egotism. A nman who, having ed ited a newspaper until he was for ty, should suddenly announce him self' a lawyer, would be regard ed as a fool by the legal prcfession; and yet we often hear of lawyers of iorty makin gsudde npretentions to journalmismf. There is an idea that editing requires no appren tieeship ;that editors come fortb from law offices and colleges fully armed or the profession, like Pal.. las from the brow of' Jove. It is a ni>tak:e: there is not in America to-day a >single journalist of nation arl reputation who has not devo Ited or time and mere hard work to his prfession than, with equal i t. - and application would hav e made~ him a great lawyer or ago.1 !.etr. And yet ninety ont of e.'ery' hiundred men you me n~ the street will hesitate abou carynga'a or making a oa: o.ihee. whereas there will proba ; .nt oc one in the hundred who ea:it. acoring to his own ju:dgment ecit any neowspapecr in the eu:::.tv'. Letter than it is edit ite !. n: matter' in what manner or by wh)m. T :. .: r SmX'ENcE.-Mr. Trir.la is"Primitive Culture," te app'lies to thi:s work the law~ of the i nrrtation of myths: "Obvi's:'-y, the four and twenty b!aktNsarc four and twenty hor.adthe pie that holds them iteunlerling earth, covered wihteover-ar'ching sky : how true a touchi of nature it is. when thie day~ breaks-the birds begin to sing The king is the sun, and his counting out his money is pouring Out the sunshine, the gold en shower of IDana-. The queen is the moon, and her transparent honey the moonlight. The maid is the rosy fig?ure drawn, who rises before the sun, her master, and hangs out the clouds, his clothes, acros the sky The pularu days, and I may be gone. There are but few of my old comrades living. Those that are will remem ber me when they read the name I bore in the brave days of Latitte. r They will remember the best gun. ner Lafitte and Chauvet ever had. the best oarsman. and the one: 'I whom they nick-named --l'Ecolier." If you publish this in your paper, N please correct the English and put 10 some polish to my rough sentences. for I have some pride yet in main taining the reputation for scholar ship I enjoyed among the brave filibusters of our loved Lafitte. f Adieu, messieurs, JEAN BAPTISTE CALLISTrE. f Calcasizu, La., Dec. 28. 1874. r - U ROADSIDE COLLOQUY. "And so, Squire, you don't take a country paper. "No, Major: I get the city paper 1 on much better terms, and so I take a couple of them." "But, Squire. the country papers t: are often a great convenience. The a more we encourage them the better a the editors can make them." "Why, I don't know of any con- ( veniente they are to me." t "The farm you sold last fall was c advertised in one of them, and 3 thereby you obtained a customer, a did you not ?" t "Very true, "Major, but I paid three dollars for it." t "And you made much more than three dollars by it. Now if the a neighbors had not maintained and kept it ready for use you would be C without the means to advertise t your property. t "But I think I saw your daugh- y ter's marraige in one of those pa pers. Did that cost you anything." "No. but-" "And your brothers' death was - thus published, with a long obituary I notice. And the destruction of your neighbor Brigg's house by fire. You know these things are exag- t gerated till the authentic accounts of the newspaper set them right." "Yes, yes, but these things are news to the reader. They cause the i people to take the paper." "No, no, Squire Grudge, not if 5 all were like you. Now Itellyou the day will come when some one will write a very eulogy of your life and character, and the printer will put it in type with a heavy black line over it, and with all your riches this will be done for as a grave is given to a pauper. "Your' wealth, liberality, and all such things will be spoken of.but the1 printer's boy, as he spells the words in arranging the types of these sav ings will remark of you: "Poor, mean dcviL, he is even sponging an obituary ! Good morn ing, Squire." _____ A Co-oPERATIVE HoU,SEHoLD. I have heard, writes a London correspondent, an amusing account of the failure of a recent attempt to establish a confederated home in London. Five famil1ies possessing small incomes united in the estab lishmnent of a common home. A large houso in the Bloomsbury re gion was taken for the purpose, and the arrangements for the regu lation of the household were made I with the utmiost care and precision. There was to beca common dining-' room, in which all the meals of the household were to be taken: and each faimily had a set of rooms, which it was to furnish and ar range as suited its own conveni ence. There wvas to be one cook1 for the whole household, and a: couple of servants to do the other work. The experiment was com-1 menced, and' for the first day or tomters went well enough. Before a week had passed, how ever, it became evident that to gover'n a confederated home wvould be nearly as difficult as to manage an Irish Parliament. The five families could never agree upon what +' sy should cat and di'ink. The (dinner especially was a stand ing subject of dispute, and the con sequence was that the ijitchen be camne a scene of constant wrang ling between the unfortunate cook and her five mistresses. F"ixc bells would frequent!y be ringing at the same time, and one family would co mpiai n tha:t they wecre neglected and that auother was receiving undue attention. Theni the children of the diil'ercnt fami lies would guarrei, and of coui'se each mamma was sure t. it her I darlings were not the cause of the distur bance. Before a fe w weeks had passed the confederated home became what the person who told me the story' called a confedera ted discord, and had to be broken A ~ newly-married man up-town possesses such a poor memory that his loving wife has to tie a string around his finger so he may not rgoat to come home at night.