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A Family Companion, IDevoted to Liteiature, liscelaIy, News, Agriculture, Markets, &c. WEDNESDAY MORNING, MARCH 3, 1875. THE HERALD I PUB11.8ED EVERY WEDNESDAY MORNING, At Newberry 0. K., BY Tio, F. ORENEKR, Editor and Proprietor. Terims, $2.50 per -dietan, Invariably In Advance. tr/- 'rho tar is stpped at the expiration of tme for wbie 1ut Is pai d. L' The M mark denotes expiration of sub seription. CASTING A SIKA DOW. A wit stopped at a foundry, where fome mon were casting iron ware, And entering, said, "You all appear WTo be engaged in casting here." "Yes," said the foreman, "that's our 'bia.' rhe wit remarked, "I'm glad It is, For I have sought, and found at last, A place to get a shadow cast." The iron man at once replied That "Such a feat their skill defled;" But recommended him to pass To a foundry where they worked in Urass. LOVE UNBOUGuT. Like DIan's kiss, unasked, unsought, Love gives itself, but is not bought; Nor voice nor sound betrays It's deep impassioned gazo. It comes-the beautiful, the free, The crown of all humanity In silence and alone To seek tho elected one. Oh, weary hearts! Oh, slumbering eyes I Oh, drooping souls, whose destinies Are fraught with fear and pain Yo shall be loved again I "No one Is so accursed by fate, No one so utterly desolate, But some heart though unknown Responds unto his own. "Responds-as if with unseen wings An angel touched its quivering strings; And whispers in its song Where hast thou stayed so long?" - Longfellow. THERE IS NO DEATH. There is no death I The stars go down, To rise upon some fairer shore; And bright in Heaven's jeweled crown They shino forevermore. There is no death I The dust we tread Shall change beneath the Summer showers, To golden grain or mellow fruit, Or rainbow-tinted flowers. The granite rocks disorganixe To feed the hungry moss they bear, The forest loaves drink daily life From out the viewless air. There is no death I The leaves may fall, The flowers may fado and pass away; They only wait through wintry hours The coming of the May, There is no death! An angel form Walks o'er the ear th with silent tread, Hie bears our best-loved things away, . And then we call them "dead.'' He leaves our hearts all desolate, He plucked our fairest.sweetest flowers; Transplatited into bliss, they now Adorn immortal5bowers. T59~ laird-like voice with joyous tones Ikade glad these scenes of sin and strife, Sing. now an everlasting song Amid the tree of life. And where he sees a smile too bright, Or heart too pure for taint and vice, He bears it to that world of light, ...To dwell in Paradise. Born unto that undying life, They leave us but to come again; With joy we welcome them-the same Except in sin and -pain. And ever near us though unseen, The dear immortal spirits tread, For all the boundless universe Is life-there is no dead. --Bulwer Lytton. Seme One in the Room. -0 Elijah Croly, my husband, was owner and captain of a coasting-ves sel, doing a good trade ; and we oc cupiedi an old-fashioned and some what dreary house at Stepney. Elijah liked the place more than I did, and it was on his account that we'stayed there so long. I thought it Could make very little difference to him whore we lived, for ho was att home only two: or three weeks out of every ten. I was often at home alone for two months at a time ; and lonely enough it was Sometimes. "Get some one whom you hiko to stlay with you, my dear," the captain said, when I told him one day how unpleasant I felt to be alone so much. "Get any one you please, and before long I hope I shall be able to stay at home with you my self." I took his advice, and after some inqniry found a woman who I thought would suit me. Her name was Emily Sands, and she wa~s a pleasant faced woman of about forty. She told me that she had been a widow, with no means, and had, since earned her living by ne'ed1e-work; and although I had intended that the woman who camne every morning to do my house work should still come, I found Faiily so handy and so willing that I soon discontinued the services of the other. She was so amiable and so, vivacious, that I was satisfied that I had done the best that I oould do in the matter. "I hope so," he said, doubtfully. "And don't you think so ?I" I ask ed. "Well, no," he replied. "Now, I'd like to know why, Elijah. Do you see anything wrong about her?" "I can't say that I do ; I presume it is only a notion ; but I have in some way conceived a kind of die. trust of her face. I can't explain it, and you had better not be pre judiced by it." "You may be very sure I shall A not," I rejoined, "if it has no more foundation than this." And this was all that was said be twoon us oil the subject. I was too well acquainted with the captain's sadden whims to attach much im portance to this one. The captain remained at home this tho barely two weeks. On the morn ing that ho loft to take his vessel for another trip, just after ho had taken up his hat to go, he called me into the chamber and shut the door. "Horo is something, Fanny," he said, "that I want you to keop safe ly for mo till I como back." And he took a papr packago from his breast pocket as lie spoke. "There are ton fifty-pound notes in it--five hundred pounds in aill. I will lock it up hero in this bureau-drawer, and give you the key." And he did so. "No one would Lhink of coming hero for money." "Do you think you had better leave it here, Elijah?" I asked. "Why not put it in the bank?" "I meant to, but I shall not have tine. The money was only paid me last night. But no matter, the money will be safe where it is, and there will be no danger about it; or if you don't think so, you may do posit it y(,urself." My uneasiness increased as the day woro on; and about three o'clock the sanme afternoon, I took the money and went to the bank, determined to deposit it. The bank was closed; all the banks wore closed, for it was Satiurday. I took the package home again, replaced it in the bureau-drawer, locked it, placed the key in my pocket, and resolved that I would not worry any more about it. Emily called me to tea in a little while, and though not hungry, I went in to the dining-room and sat with her while she drank her tea and laugh ed and chatted in her vivacious way. The evenings wore rather long, and Emily and I sat together in the dining room after the table was cleared, she reading aloud, and I listening, as was our custom. When tie clock struck ten she laid down her book ; and I took my lamp, and bidding her good-night, vont up to my room. My chamber occupied the whole front of the second story, and Eii ly had a back room upon the sfamno floor. A bell wire ran from my room to hers, so that I could summon her at pleasure. I placed the lamp upon the bi reau, shaded it, and returned and locked thme dloor. Then I drew my easy chlair to the middle of the room, put on my slippers, and sat down for a few minutes before r tiring. And immediately I became vexed at myself to find that I was looking at tihe drawer that held the money, and that 1 was foeling in my p)ocket to see that the key wvas safe. The shade that I lplaced over tile lamp confined its rays within a small circle, beyond which the bed, tihe funiture, the carpet, and the wall paper were obscure. In the cornmr, to the right of tile door, wvas an antique, high-backed chair, a favorite pice of furniture. As I turned my own chair from tihe bu reau, my eyes rested on thmis object; and I saw by the same glance that a human figure was sitting in it! I could not at first make out whether it was a man or wvoman ; I only became conscious, as I sat in bewildering, dumb terrom', that I was confronted by a stranger there in that semi-darkness-by some one who had hidden in the room for Rome object. There I was, locked up ill a room alone with a rufflan, waiting, trembling, and expecting to hlear him speak, or to become tile object of some violence. For although, as I have said, I could not distinguish whether it was man or woman, I did not doubt that it was the former, and one of the most desperate of his kind. And pres ently, as my eyes fell to tile floor, I saw a great pair of boots thrust out upon time carpet within the radius of tile lighmt. I do not know how long we sat thor'e inl tile semi-darkness of tile room, facing each other', but mo tionless and silent ; it mnighlt have been three minutos or thirty. Tihe thought of alarming Emily sudden ly occurred to me, and I reached out for time boll-cord. It should have been within easy reach of thoe spot where I sat, but my hand failed to find it. A low chuckle came from the oc cupant of tile old chair. "That was a clever thought of you, misaus," came forth in a deep, rough voice, and in a tone of easy insolence. "Clever thought, marm; but bless your simple soul, do you think I was a-going to leave that 'ore cord there for you to make a noise with ? Not by no moans. It's wvell to be careful when you're in this kind of business. marmm . ana so whe you left me alone hero be fore dark-I then being uder the bed, you bee-I crawled out and took a survey of the place." "What do you want?" I asked. Ho chuckled again, and replied: "Now that's good; you're a business Woman, marm ; You cooic right to tihe point without any nonsense. I'm going to tell you what I want. Be quiet, marm," he said. "I don't mean to hurt, you if I can hel) it. Keop still and 1 won't. Let's havo a look at each other." He removed tie shade and look od at mo for full half a minuite, as I sat in the glare of tihe lamp. He was a largo, brawny follow, full six feet high, and dr(essed in an old suit of fustian clothes. His face was entirely conveed by a crape mask ; not a feature of it could I see from his neck to the crown of his head. lie leaned one arm upon the bureau, and regarded me atten tively. "You don't know me," he ronark ed, in an ordinary tone. "No, of course not ; it is best for you that you shouldn't. I thought at first there was something familiar in your face ; but I fancy I was mis taken. Well, to business, iarm." Aid he ftssumed a sharp tone, and looked carefully at the bureau. "I've got a pistol here, missus"-and lio slapped his pocket ; "but you are too sensible a woman, I take it, to make ino use it on you. I want that money. There's five hundred pound of it in this drawer; you have tile koy-give it to me!" I handed it to him without a word. "I'll leave you now ill a minute, missus," he said, rapidly inserting the key turning it and opening the drawer, "with many thanks for your good behavior. Is this it ?" Ho took out the package, and held it up. "That is the money," I said. "She might deceivo me, after all," I heard him mutter ; and thrusting his forefinger into the end of the onvelope, lie rippIed it open, and pulled tihe end of the notes out into sight. "Yes, here it is. Now" He had thrust the package into his pocket, and was about to close the drawer, when his eye was caught by something within it. He started, thrust his hand into the drawer, and, taking out an object that I was well acquainted with, lie bent over and scrutinized it, holding it closer to the lamp. How I did wish that I could sco the expression of his face at that moment ! lie held in his hand an ivory miniature of my husband's face, a faithful picture made by an artist years before at my request. "WVhose face is this?" the robber demanded, in a voice that trembled with eagerness. "My husband's," I replied. "Your husband's ? Yes, yes-but his name ?" "Elijah Croly." "Captain Croly ?" lie demanded, in the same tone. "Yes." "The same who commanded the b)arkc Calvert, that used to run out of Liverpool ?" I nodded my head. I knew that the vessel named was the last one that my husband had sailed on the ocean before lie bought his own coaster; in fact, it w~as the same in which I camoe to England. "And this is Captain Croly's money ?-this is his house ?-you are his wife ?" lie asked, rapidly, giving me no time to answer his questions. "Yes, yes-I see it all. Oreat heavens !-to thinkc whlat I wvas just about to do !" He dropped into the nearest chair, apparently faint with emotion; but while I sat in deep) surprise at the unexpected turn that this aff'air had taken, he said :"You have no reason to fear nowv ; I will not roh you; I will not harm you. Only don't make a noise. Please open the dloor, and you will find Jane your wvoman, I mean-waitinmg in the passage." I obeyed. I did1 not knowv what else to (10. I unlocked and op)ened the door ; and there, to my aston ishmuent, stood Emily Sands array ed in her bonnet and shawl, with a bundle in her hand-waiting, I have no doubt, for a signal from within. She started upon seeing me; but the man immediately called to her by the name of Jane, tolling her to come in. She passed by me as she did so ; and I whispered, "Oh, Emily, liow could you betray me ?"' She manifested no shame or sor. row, though I know she must have heard the whispered words ; her face was hard and unwomanly, and its expression was sullen,and I could not doubt that she had played the spy upon my husband and myself, and had betrayed us to this man. "I've a very few words to say to you miaam," ,said the man ; anud all A BLOW UP. A MIssjs.PPI ENo N3Ep's DIlE,f. The engineer of the steamllo George Washington had occasion, beforo starting out of New Orleans, to mend the boilers of his boat, an( fca iile first time he discovered the worthless material out of which they voro manufactured. The iron was almost as brittle as powtor. On the passage up, of course, after this discovery, tho engincer watched every movement of his engines with suspicion: he kept the water in tie boiler at exactly a proper stage, the valves all clear, and the pressure m1odera3te. When lie WCnt oi WatCh to obtaii sleep, and resigned the care of the engine to his assist ant, le always cautioned him to ob servo overything closely, for that the boilers were not to be trusted. One night, when about leaving the engine, he noticed that his as sistant appeared very sleepy-un usually so, indeed ; and he wanted to tell him again to keep his eyes open, but had repeated the caution so often during the trip that the second engineer began to get testy; lie thought the chief doubted his ability or carefulness. The formei haviig tried the steam and examined the pnps, surrendered his watch and turned away to seek his berth ; but lie could not help muttering to himself that he had never befort seon his partner look so sleepy. On second thought, lie resolved not to turn in ; but, as the nighl was mild, lie rolled himself in hi blanket, and taking a seat on th< boiler deck, near the chimneys, re solved to doze out his term of re lief from duty where the slightes noise of anything going wrong vould arouso hin. As lie looked ou into the dark night at the glare o the fires reflected upon the water and the bubbling waves caused )3 the steamer's vourse, lie fancied h< could sce evil spirits sporting ir the muddy tide, as if oxulting ovoi a doomed cargo of victims, whon the hissing element below wa( about to consign to destruction. With these fancies flitting througl his brain, lie fell asleop and imme diately his spirit wandered back t< duty; he was again, in thought, try ing the valves or watching the en gine, and exulting within himsol that his skill made the terribh agent forcing them along to miov< like a well-.trained steed in harness Seating himself, with consciom~ safety, near the engine, lie lookc< at thme moving machinery, and in wardly began calculating the speci with which the boat was moving. Prosenl hewseooiiefo his seat lie tochth valve buro< hshorror lie found that he was un able to move-a power agains wvhich lie struggled in vain, beh him fast. IIe tried to shout, bu his tongue was immovable. In thi mean time the engine labored away its clank sounding to his agoniizet senses like the hollow knell of rapi dly approaching and dreadfui lim.Te engineer wvept at the im potence of his struggles to broal from his thraldom; a cold perspirn lion stood upon0 is bodly at th, thought that 150 human being were slumbering on board in uncon scious ignorance of their impond1 ing and horrible fate; and yet, know~ ing this, with all the skill to save lie sat there powerless, bound han, and foot by some fearful spell. The boilers began to reddon wit] tihe fierce flames which the heedles firemen wvere stirring up beneatl them ; and the engineer groane< with anguish at the terrible though of howv they were feeding int strength the fatal element. Th confined giant Steam uttered hi -shrill shouts through the throat c the 'scape p)ipO, as if in fiendis exultation that lie had for a tim escap)ed from the controlling p)owe Sthat had kept him in check; and thm boat leaped through the dark an bubbling wvaters, every revolutio of her liugo whools causing the Ii deni hulk to quiver from keelt pilot-house ; the dark line of thl shore was skirted with fearful ri pidity by the laboring steamer. - Soon the wvater appel)ared to be or tirely exhausted in the boilers, an her hlless o5ngineer could see th iron bulge with the awful tonsio Swithin; while a gaseous smell, be Itokening the frightful proximity < a fearful explosion, sickened i senses and added to his horrori He yielded up his thoughts for moment to his Maker, and in th next they were in his home, fa away, where, unconscious of hi tdanger, all that lie hold dear wer .peacefully sleeping. Uttering prayer for their safety, he hold hi breath in frightful suspense for th r dread explosion. It came I A repor aind coussion. which~ almnat &.hrm him from his chair, shook slumber from his eye lids, and leaping like a imadiman 0upon the lower deek, Ie rushed to the ongineor, dashed his assistant headlong from his post, and raised the safety valve. Tlho firemen, alarmed at the ex plosion and the wild manner of the ehief engineer, fled from their posts. The lattor counted the boilers two or three times, looked upwards to -co if there was any floor left over head, and then, puzzled to aceount for the report, east his eyes Iroun1d, vainly endeavoring to discover what it all meant. His assistant gathor ed himself up, and then politely in qluired what Ie meant by flooring him in that unceoremonious manner? "Tell me," shouted the chief ; as his form (livered with excitement, "What has exploded ?" Tle screamis of agony on board the wreck of another steamer, then floating by, returned a thrilling an swer ; the old Steamboat York had burst her boilers within fifty yards of their boat, and the cries of her shrieking victims curdled the engi neer's blood, as he listened to this real finalo to his terrible dream. A S IN G U T, A It HALLUCINATION. There dwells in New York city a la dy, who, in all respects, seems a sane and sensiblo woman. She lost, five years ago, an only daughter of great promise, seventeen years old, and the idol of the mother. Since her child's death she has had the room she used to occupy cleaned daily and the untouched bed pulled to pieces and made over. She sits be fore a vacant chair at the table and carefully fills the unused plate, and spring and fall buys the newest and prettiest things for "Addie," giving away the last year's garments, "Ad (die" having dolie with them. Thor0 is no appearance of mental gloom or disorder about her, yet she car ries this vagary into every act of her life. Riding out, no one ever sits beside her, as that seat is filled by the imaginary, air-drawn daugh ter. When seats are taken at a theatre, her husband always gets three. You see the vacant chair between them, where she supposes the dead "Addio" sits and views the porformance. She is cheerful and happy, and asked a friend of imine, the other day, for the pattern of a wrapper, saying "Addio" kept her room so much it would be ser viceablo, and several (lays later I saw the poor mother busily-.braiding a Cashmere sack for "Addi." She will speak with all rationality for hours on all subjects, but suddenly excuse herself, saying she must go to "Addie" for a few moments. Sit -ting beside the empty bed, (to which her daughter was confined for two year's before her death,) she clasps an unseen hand and talks for hours with her phiantomi child, 1t is a strange case, but by no means a sad one11. since her tender ministration to this viewless "Addio" makes the t mother's heart rejoice. T1o all in Stents and purposes tho daughter seems to be with her constantly. Her husband contemplates taking Sher abroad, and the lady is already packing up "Addio's"' things. - [I(New York Letter. - SYMyrO.Ms OF MAmiENLY CEIJnA oru.--When a woman begins to have a little (log trotting after her, -that's a symptom. Whien a wo -man begins to dIrink her tea with -out sugar, that's a symptom. When a woman begins to road love-stories in bed, that's a sy mp tom. When a woman gives a sigh 1on hearing of a wedding, thmat's' a symptom. When a woman begins 1to refuse to toll her age, that's a symptom. When a woman begins to say that she's refused many an 3 offer, 'that's a symptom. WVhon a woman begins to talk about r'henm matism in her knees and elbows, that's a sy'mptomn. When a wo man begins to find faiult with her a looking-glass andl say's it dloesn't r' show her features right, that's a o symptom. WVhon a woman begins 1to talk about cold draughts, and a stops ump the crovices in thle (lOOrs hand wind(ows, that's a symptom. 0 When a woman begins to change (1 her sho0os every time Rile comes L into tile house after a walk, thlat's -a symptom. WVhen a woman be gins to have a cat at her elbow at meal times, and gives it sweet 0 oned milk, that's a symptom.-. 1 When a woman begins to say that Sa sorvant has got no business with a swtoothloart, that's a symptom. s When a woman begins to say - what a dreadful sot of creatures R men are, and that she wouldn't 0 be bothered with one of thorn for r the wvorld, that's a symptom. 0 If'you want ,vhiskey at Bonning Ston, Vt., ask for "propared lauda t A sad exterior is mnore. aura to v ropel than attract nitv. the boldlness and insolenco had gono out of his voice, leaving it gentlo and sorrowful. "Just a few words to ask you to forgive us for what wo meant to do, and to tell you what has happened to chiange my inid so suddenfly, and why we can't rob you, as wo meant to do' H1e took the package from his pocket with the words, and tossed it into my lap. "That money belongs to the man that I love and honor more than any other oil earth. I'm a hard cus tomer, m1a'am; we live by dark ways and doin,,s, Jane and I ; and I wouldn't have believed when she let me in here to-day and hid me, that I could leave the house without that money ; but if I'd known whom it belonged to, I'd sooner have held out my right hand to be eut off than come here as I have, and for what I came. I used to bo a sailor, and I was with Captain Croly in the Calvert. He was the very kind est and best master that ever han died a speaking trumpet, and there wasn't a man aboard the bark but loved him. One night off Hatteras all hands were sent aloft to reef in a heavy gale; and when they came down again I was missing. "Where is he ?" the captain asked; but none of them knew. They hadn't noticed me since we all sprang into the shrouds together. 'Overboard, I'm afraid,' said the mato ; and the men all seemed fearful that I was lost. The captain hailed m through his speaking-trumpet ; and there came back a faint, despairing cry, only ju.st heard above the piping of the storm. Captain Croly never or dered any one else up; he cast off his coat, and throw down his trum )et, and went aloft before any one could get ahead of him. le found me hanging with one elbow over the foreyard, and just about ready to fall from weakness and pain: for my other aria was twisted out of joint at the elbow by a turn of the ropes. He caught me, and held me there till help caine up from below, and then they carried me down. It was Captain Croly that saved me from a grave in the sea. Forgive us, madam, if you can. We will leave you in peace. Come, Jano!" "Well," said Elijah, in his jolcing way, when lie came home next after this eventful night, "you've not been murdered for that money, I see. Where's Emily ? Has she rm off with it?" I handed him the package, more ly remarking that the woman had uneCxpectedly left me, for reasomE which were best known to herself. This was all the conversation that] had with him upon the subject ; h never knew what I have now beer telling. Perhaps I did wrong ; bui I was always reluctant to toll him al] about it, and he died before I could make up my mind. But I nevei had any other secret from Elijah; and I believe I never had an adven ture that made such an impressior uiponi me as this did. SAYINGs. HIe is a bad man who lives foi himself alone. HoI toils in vain who strives tc please all. Method and order render all things easy. If you would be hiappy, be good A kind wife makes a faithful hus band. Let the faults of your parents and friends lie still. Fools ridicule what they canno1 comprehend. Ho who ridiculos religion shouli be avoided. Pride is thme destroe or of happi ness. HIe who is in debt is a shave; thier alw~ays pay when you buy. A malicious slanderer is a mur derer at heart. Speak kindly, for thme lawv of kind ness is the best law. Shame springs from vanity ani vanity from pr'ido. Politeness is the expression o social virtues. Regard your reputation as thi richest jowvel. Nothing is given more lih'arall: than advice, and nothing meceivoi more reluctantly. "F~ixing" in Arkansas meani dlouble-barrolod shot guns from a; ambush. Hope the best, get ready for Lh< wvorst, and1 then tako whmat Got sends. Most people are like eggs, to< full of' themselves to hold anythinj else. Knowledge and timber shouldn' be miuch used till they are seasoni od. The home should be like lullab' 'in this n oisv. headlong world. .O ! She died holding my hand and I promised to quit the lol busiless, itid go to work. I cam down to toll yo, and now you won soo melo on tho Potomc again. 'v brought an axo and I'm going il in Canada to winter." There was a dead silence for moment, and then ho said: "tW0ll, boys, I'll shako hand with ye all around aforo I go. Good by, Pte-good-by Jack-Toi Jim. I hope ye won't fling an; bricks at mel, and I shan't nieve fling any at any of ye. It's a dy ing promise, ye see. nlld I'l keop i if it takes a right arm !" The men looked rolloctively n each other after he had passed out and it was a long time before an; o11 spoke. ThIen Tall Chicae flung his clay pipe into a Cornei and said: "I'll lick the man who says (Tgl Sam's head isn't level!" "So'll 1 ! repeated the others. Al) V ERIUISE1 EN TN ANI N EWN. A Coolliporlar-y spololattes upo the possibility of' a futuro newt papor that will depend Upon it circulation for its business. It d< scribos an Irish journal which i circulated gratis and doponds upo its advor-'tisenits for its roveli Journalism, liko overy other prC fession, i ii a stato of' progres: Thero is no knowing what ontol priso and public tasto may accon plish ill the futuro. Thoro hav boen all kinds of oxperimonts wit lowspapors, but tho highest typ of journalisn is basod upon tho fa< that the reader desires tho nowv as well as the advOrtiseInO1ts. I truth, thero is no differenceo b twoon thoso two classes. The a4 Vertisoients of' a newspapor., sa -an exchango, are as much news I tho tolographic colunus. Tako th 1"marriages and doaths," for ii stanco. WO (puostionl if' ono-ha the reades of' a newspaper woul not rather soo the cablo dispatel os1 omitted than th "In arriagi and doaths." Tako the dr'y goot and other business adlvortisomont also, that ontor into so largo part of our daily life. Thoir omi mioln froi a iewspaper woul make a1 (oopor iml)ressiiOl UPC the gnoral public than to lea' outi a Sonato dIebate on louisian And so wo might go oin throup all the dopartmonts of advortisin ,They r'epriesenit tihe wants -the peopl)1, atnd tihe peoplo a as much initoroestedl in the wish and desires of' thoir neighibo 1 as in the great f'acts that c I cur from dlay to day in ti a outside wor'ld. A 1paper1 publis11 ing adlvortisemients without ti ,news, or pulblishling news wvithos I advertisements, is like a man tra elinig on1 one leg. It is i mpor'foe IIt does not satisfy the p)eople, arl is far from reprosen ting the ti fty pe oiiounalism. - r1idNT1 MEN.--Watshliruetoni no or madloa speech. In tho zonith his fame lie once, attemptedh it, f'a o d, and gave it up eonfIused arl abashed. In f'ormuing the Conis tution of' the Uniited States, the 1o 1 w1 ias almnost wvhol ly periform<ii in committee of' the WVhole, wvhich George Washmngton wv the chaiirman; biut lie mado(1 t speeches during the conventi< of a very few wvords each. TI conventi 2n, hiowever', acknowi o dgd the mastor' spirit, and hist ians11 aflirmi that had it not be< f'or h is perisonal p)opular'ity, ai -the thirty words of' his first spoor. o pr)onning it the host that cou a be0 uinited upon, the Constituti< I wouldl have boont rejeted by tl 3 people. Thomas .Joffcrson nov o made a speech. lie couldn't (10 t Napoleon, whose executive aibili Sis almost without a parallel, sa -that his greatest dliflculty wvas .finding men of' dloods rather thi 1wor'ds. WVhon askod ho w: 0 mnaintaine(d his influence over I 4 suipeir inl ago and expeionl 1when commander-in-ohief of'i armyin Italy, he said, by rosors~ Th fle greatness of man is not met Iutred by the length of his speech .and their number. Sincor'ity is to speak as we thin to do as we pretend and profoi 1 to perform and to make good wh , we promise, and really to bo wi - we would seem and appear to b ~. It is an excellent instrument ft ,the early dispatch of business, 1 .creating confidence in those in f deal to (foal with, and saving it labor of' many inquiries.- Tillotso; Don't throw your opinionsi everybody's tooth. You may si it down as orthodox (although sounds like a paradox), that th more freely you bestow your opli i ons on your neighbor, the lo, opinioni he will ha.ve Qi' u. -AD I Advertisements inserted at the rate of $1.00 per square-ono inch-for first Insertion, and 7>c. ior oach stibsequent Insertion. Double column advertisoments tenper cent on above. Notices of meetings, obituaries and tribute of respect, same rates per square as ordinary advertisoments. Special Uotices in local colutna 20 cents per line. Advertisements not marked with the num ber of insertions will bo kept in U forbid and charged accordingly. Special contracts made with larp adver tisers, with liberal deductious on a%FW rates. 4ai Pinwrtge Done with Neatness and Dispeb. Terms Cash. AMBIGUITY OF ENGLISHI WORDS. t uo F'ng"]sli language is an ox e coedingly difficult ono for foreign ors to learn, because it contains many words which havo more than ono meaning. This ambignity is Well illustrated by the romark of an oditor inl his financial article that "Money is c/ose, but not close enough to reach." A foreignor' vould nood to be r well acquaintod with tho language, in order' to approciato such a son t tencO as this: "It makes a great difforeceo in a man,1's life, whethor glasses13 ar- ud over or under his noso." Tiho word glass is voi-- porplox 3 ing to forcignors, as an irritated . ronchman onee expounded to his lnglisl friends, who saw moro roaso' for laughing at his confiu sion than for cbangin , tho lan - "Why havo you so many mean ) ings to your vord glass?" ho ask ed. "I call for t glass and the sor vant, bring mo a mirror. 'No not n that.,' I say. c)ho says 'you mean a Lum1 s bler.' 1 "While ho is gono to foteh it, 8 1 turn to tho dictionary and road, n1 'Tumbler, one who tuinblos;' I no - want that ; 'part of look,' nor that.; 'a varioty of a pigeon,' nor that; 'a sort of a dog,' nor that. Tho servant comes back with a drink k- ing-glasS. '1'hat is what I want 0 but, why do not you say goblots, hI and stick to it?" next timo I ask 0 for a glass L will toll him I no i want a spy-glass, spectacles or a s barometer. i. do not want to gazo 11 or reflect, as in a mirror; I want a goblet, what you call a tum1 - bler." 'sIForeigners, and iEnglish men, toe, is are frequen thy botherod by sha// 0 andI wi//. Vor fow, oven of thoso0 N- who speak English from childhood, if use these words correctly. An dI amnusinig illuistration of their wrong i- uso1 was that of the Frenchman, 3s who, havting fallon into the river Is cried out, "I will dlrow~n, no ono n, shra// help mo." a ".llangin g" would scomn to bo a s- vory deOfinito word, especially to dI those about to undergo the pr1ocess, n but unless a c~ommuon use of the !O word is considorod, you would a. mar the wit of~ the WVestorn papoer hl wvhich stated that "There are soy -~ oral hiorso-t.hieves hanging around bo hro." re as I A I S i N (1 AN ExcIIE 1N. l's When one of the chaps of ten or e- twolvo yoars of' age fools old Satan 10 bubbling up ho reads thuo name h- on the (100r plato of a .private ros o( idloneO, rings the boll, and when it the lady appears, ho remarks: v- ''Your name is Jones, I be. 0- liove?" dt "'Yes.'' 10 "you arc Jones' wife ?" "Yen." "Could n't be your husband who v- got hurt dlown town ?" of "Mercy I W hat is it--who ?" l- "D)on't get excited, M i s su s ; id there's lots of Joneses in D)otroit, ui- and 'taint likely this was your a- Jones." 3d "But it wvas-ohi I I know it of wvasl" as "'Ho cool, MissualI Thin 'ore ro .Joncs had his head busted in five mn piecos, and the coroner is now--' in "Oh, my poor husband I where 1- is lie ?" o- "IDou't get excited, Missus !I t m may be your Jones, but 1 guess id niot. This 'ore Jones had r'ed hair, bi, arnd-' 1(d "Are you snro-oh I are you ?" )m "I hain't suro but I'm going io dowvn that wvay and I'll got a boy or to come back." it. lie hnr'rios off, she rushes in, ty andl when Jones comes home to idI dliinnor lhe learns that she has in boon in a fainting spell oever since wn the boy loft.-Detroit F"ree Press. uis It is related of George Clark, co the celebrated negro ministrol, 1n that being examined as a witness, 'o. lhe was severely interrogated by 18- the attorney, who wishuod to break os down his~ evidence. "You are in the negro minstrel business, I bo lie ?" inquired the lawyr. kc, "Yes, sir," was the prompt reply, i, "Isn't that rather a low calling ?" at domanded the lawyer. ('I don't it know but wvhat it is, sir," replied e. the minstrel, "but it is so much >r bettor than my father's that I am y r'athor proud of it." "What was '0 your father's calling ?" "e was 0 a lawyer," r'epliod Clark, in a tone in. of regret that put the audience in a roar. The lawyer lot him n alone. t Jf you pay a visit, it is not no o0 cessary to take a receipt. is Carpets are bought by the yard, and worn hy t.he fante [Dutroit Free 1re. IBIS DYIN(A MwIKEIC SAVE) A T11CIIIN(I 4'loiny. Ie had been missing froi the IPotoaitec for several days, and Cleveland TIm, Port Iluroi Bill, Tall Chicago and the rest of the boys who Were woit to get (1111imk with him couldn't make out what had happeied. They hadn't heard that there was a warrant out for him, hadn't known of his being iiek for a day, and his absence from the old liauints puzzled them. Thoy were in the Holo-in-the-WN"all Saloon the other morning, nearly a dozen of them., drinking, smoking and playing cards, whe in walked Ugly San. There was a deep silence for a moment as they looked at him. Sam had a new hat, had been shaved clean, had oil a clean collar and a white shirt, and they didn't know him at first. When they saw that it was Ugly Sam they uttered a shout and leaped up. "Cavo in that hat !" cried one. "Yank that collar off!" shouted another. "Let's roll him on the Iloor, cried a third. There was something in his look and bearing which made them hesi tato. The whiskey-red had almost faded from his face, and ho lookod sober ald dignified. -is features expressed disgust and contempt as he looked around the room, mid then rovealed pity as his eyes fell pl)oni the red eyes and bloated faces of the crowd before him. "Why, what ails ye, Sam ?" in quired Tall Chicago, as they all stood there. "I've come down to bid you good by, boys !" he replied, removing hiF hat and drawing a clean handker chief from his pocket. "What ! Hev ye turned proachl er ?" they shouted in chorus. "Boys, yo know I can lick an3 two of ye, b'ut I hain't on tile figh any more, and I've put down thi last drop of whiskey which is evei to go into my mouth! I've switch ed off. I've taken an oath. I'n going to be docent !" "Sam bo you crazy ?" asked Pori Huron Bill, coming nearer to him "I've com down hero to tell yo all about it," answered Sam. "Movi the chairs back a little and give in room. Yo all know I've beoin rough and more too. 've been a drinker a fighter, a gambleor, and a loafer I can't look back and remombe): when I 'vc earnedl an honest doll ar Tihe police hoez chased me arouni likca wvolf, and I've been to jail ani the wvorkhonse, and1( tile p)apers has said that Ugly Sam was the terro: of tile Potomac. Ye all know this boys, but ye didn't know that I hiai an 0o(d mother." The faces of the crowd expressei amazement. "I never mentioned it to any o ye, for I wvas neglecting her," h< went on. "She wvas a poor' old wo man, living up hmere in the alley and if the neighbors hadn't hlel her to fuel and food, she'd hmave beer found dead long ago. I never help~ ed her to a cent-didn't see her fo: wveeks and weeks, and I used to feo mean about it. When a followv goei back on his old muother lhe's agittiu pulrty low, and I know it. Well she's dead---buried yesterday ! was up there afore she diedl. Sh< sent for me b)y Poete, and when: got there 1 seen it was all day wit] her" "Did she say anything ?" askot one of the boys as Sam hesitated "That's what ails me now," h wvent on. "When I went in shi reached out her' hand to me; an< says she: 'Samuel, I'm going t die, and know'd you'd want to se~ me afore I passed away !' 1 sa (down, feeling queer-like. She didn go on andl say as how I was a leal emr, and had neglected her, and al that, but says she :'Samuel, you' be spll alone when I'm gone. I'v triedl to be a good mother to yom and have p)rayed for you hundreo 0' nights, and cried1 about you til my old beart was sore !' Some ( the neighbors; had dropped in, ani the women were crying, and I to yell, boys, I felt wveak!1" Ho paused for a moment, an then continued : "And the old woman said she' like to kiss me afore came death and that broke me right down. She kept hold of my hand, and by and-by she whispered: 'Samnul you are throwing your life away You've got it in you to bo a man, you'll only make up your mind. - hate to die and foel that my onlk son and the last of our family ma3 go to the gallows. If I had youm promise that you'd turn over a non leaf, and try and be good, it seems as if I'd die easier. WVon't you promise me, my son ?' And I prom ised her, boys. and1 that's what aili