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A Family Companion, Devoted to Literature, Miscellany News grie lTre Markets, &c Vol. XI. WEDNESDAY MORNING, MARC1 1876. No. 11. =Em THE HERALD~ 13 PUBLISHBD 'EVERY WEDNESDAY MORNING, At N~ewberry C. Iff BY TH09, Ft GRENEKRt' Editor and Proprietor. Termns3 $2.50 per Jfmun, Invariably in Advance. ZY The paper is stopped at the expiration of time for which it is paid. 07 The Xr mark denotes expiration of sub reription. TIRE LOVEB&. IN DUTPERENT MOODS A"D TENSES. Sally Salter, she was a young teacher who taught, And her friend,Cbarley Church, was a preach er who praught; Although his enemies call him a scr eecher, who scraught. His heart, when b'e smw ber, kept sinking, ard sunk, And his e ye, meeting her's, kept winking, and] wank; While she, in her turn, kept thinking and thunk. He hastened to woo her, and sweetly he -. woed. For his love vm'w "unt 1l a mountain itg&ewed, s And what he was longing to do then he dood, t, la-seret he wanted to speak and he spoke, C To seek with his lips what h is heart long bad] - soke; So he roaniaged to let the truth leak, and it loke. He aked her to ride tocluch,anld they rode; d They so sweetly did glide, that they both e thought they glode, t Aid thercame to the place to be tied and 'werg toed.: Then homeward, he said, let us drive, and,j they drove. And as soon as they wished to arrive, theyb - anTove, -i For whatever he couldn't contrive, sbe con- 4e trove. rhe kiss he was dying to steal, thenbe stole, A& the6 4f- wher he wanted to kneel,- theare And warmth to the wIntry skies. Ah love can lirht the darkest niRht, {edetc {tor.__ IFE IN THE WHEEL-HOUSE. A Lightning Pilot of the Xississippi. --- IDY MARK TWAIN. -0 A FLOATING ALACE. My chief was presently hired to ,o on a big New Orleans boat, and pa*ked iny satchel and went with iin hewasieg xand aftair. Wh stood in her pilot house I was so ar above the' wiater that I seemed. erchedon amountain; andher decks tretched so fatr away, fore and aft, elow me that I wonde. ed how I ould ever have considered the little laul Jones a large craft. There -ere other differences, too. The aul Jones' pilot-house was a cheap, ingy, battered rattle-trap, cramp d for room; but here was a sump nous glass temple; room enough to ave a dance in; showy red and -old window curtains; an impos ig sofa; leather cushings and - a ack to the high bench where visit 1g pilots sit to spin yarns and look at the River ;" bright fanciful ruspadores" instead of a broad -ooden box filled with sawdust; a ice new oil cloth on the floor; a spitable big stove for winter; a heel as high -as my head, costly ith inlaid work; a wire tiller-rope; right brass knobs for the bells; ad a tidy, white aproned "texas-' ,nder" to bring up tarts and ices Ad coffee during the mid-watch, %y and night. Now this was "some ing like," and so I began to take aart once more to believe that iloting was a romantic sort of -cupation after all. The moment e were under way I began to rowl about the great steamer and I myself with joy. She was as ean and as dainty as a drawing >om; when I looked down her >ng, gilded saloon it was like izing through a splendid tunnel ; ie had an oil-picture, by some ifted sign painter, on every state >om door; she glittered with n~o id of prism-fringed chandeliers ; ie clerk's office was elegant, the %r was marvellous, and the bar epers had been barbered and up alstered at incredible cost. The >iler decks (i. e. the second story the boat, so to spea) was as acious as a church, it seems to e; so with the forecastle ; and ~ere was no pitiful handful of ck-hands, firemen, and rousta >uts down there, but a whole bat ~lion of men. The fires were fierce gla:ing from a long row .of far ~ces, and over them were eight ge boilers. This was unuttera e pomp!- The mighty engines t' enough of this. ~I had never it so fine before. And when I und that the regiment of natty ~rvants respectfully "sir'd" me, my ~tisfaction was complete. LoOKING AT THE RIVER. When I returned to the .pilot use St. Louis was gone - and I as lost. Here was a piece of riv which was all down in my book, ~t I could make neither head nor il of it ; you understand, it was rned around. I had seen it when >ming up stream, but I had never eed about to see how it looked hen it was behind me. My heart -oke again, for it was plain that I ad got to learn this troublesome ver both ways. The pilot-house was full of pilots, oing down to "look at the river." 7hat is called the "upper river" he two hundred miles between St. ouis and Cairo, where the Ohio omes in) was low ; and the Missis ippi changes it channel so con tantly that the pilots used to al rays find it necessary to run down y Cairo to take a fresh look, when heir boats were to lie in port a reek, that is, when the water was t a low stage. A deal of this "look 1g at the river" was done by poor llows who seldom had a berth, n whose only hope of getting one ty in their being freshly posted, nd, therefore, ready to drop into he shoes of some reputable pilot, or a single trip, on account of such siiot's sudden illness, or some other ecessity. And a good many of hem constantly ran up and down aspecting the river, not because hey ever really hoped to get a irth, but because (they being uests of the boat) it was cheaper o "look at the river" than to stay shore and pay board. In time hese fellows grew dainty in their astes, and only infested boats that iad an established reputation for etting good tables. All visiting ilots were useful, for they were al ays ready and willing, winter or ;ummer, night or day, to go out in he yawl and help buoy the channel >r assist the boat's pilots in any way they could. They were like i;ea em e,m beaunsall pilots are tireless talkers, when gathered to gether, and as they talk only about the river they are always understood and always interesting. Your true pilot cares nothing about anything on earth but the river, and his pride in his occupation surpasses the pride of kings. We had a fine company of these river inspectors along this trip. There were eight or ten; and there was abundance of room for them in our great pilot-house. Two or 1 three off them *are polislied silk hats, oiehfrodiatroWd breast pins, kid gloves-and patent leather boots. They were choice m i I their English, and bore themselves ] with a dignity propei to men of sol id means and prodigious reputations as pilots. The others were more I or less loosely clad, and wore upon I their heads tall felt cones that were i suggestive of the days of the com- i monwealth. ''ERFYNG NICETIS. I was a cipher in this august compny,and felt subdued,notto say torpid. I was not even of sufficient consequence to assist at the wheel when it was necessary to put the tiller hard, down in a hurry; the gaest that stood nearest did that c when occasion required-and this was pretty. much all the time be cause 6f the crookedness' of the channel and the scant water. I stood. in a corner; and the. talk .1 listened to took the hope all out of C me. One visitor said to another: x "Jim. how did you run Plum oint, coming up?". 1'It was in the night, theid, and I s ran it the way one of the boys on the Diana told me ; started out e about fifty yards above the wood- . pile on the false point, and held on the cabin under Plum point till I t raised the reef quarter less twain; s then straightened up for the middle n bar till I got well abreast the old ii one-limbed cotton-wood in the bend, a then got my stern on the cotton- v wood and head on the low place above the Point, and came through v a-booming-nine and a half." "Pretty square crossing, ain't it?". s "Yes, but the upper bar's work- e ng down fast." 1 Another pilot spoke up and said: la "I had better water than that, a nd ran it lo'wer down ; started out n from the false point-mark twain- s rised the second reef abreast the la ig snag in the bend, and had quar- s er less twain." 1: One of the gorgeous ones remark- y "I don't want to find fault with i our leadsmen, but that's a good e eal of water for Plum Point, it I seems to me." There was an approving nod all .t round as this quiet snub dropped a n the boaster and "settled" him. t And so they went on talk-talk-talk- i ng. Meantime the thing that was t a-tnning in my mind was, "Now, if i my ears hear aright, I have not only s to get the names of all the towns, c andi islands, and bends, and so on c by hear~t, but I mst even get up a f w ar m personal~ acquaintanceship z with every old snag and one-limb- i d cotton-wood and obscure wood- a pile that ornaments the banks of this river for twelve hundred miles; nd more than that, I must actual- 1 y know where these things are. in the dark, unless these guests are t gfted with eyes that can pierce g through two miles of solid black ness; I wish the piloting business was in Jericho and I had never ( thought it.' 4 At dusk Mr. B. tapped the bIg ( bell three times (the signal to land), and the captain emerged from his drawing-room in the forward end of the texas, and looked up inquir ingly. Mr. B. said: 1 "We will lay- up here all night, captain." "Very well, sir." That was all. The boat camei to shore and was tied up for thei night. It seemed to me a fine 1 thing that the pilot could do as he 1 pleased, without so grand a cap tain's permission. I took my sup per and went immediately to bed, discouraged by my day's observa tions and experiences. My late voy-4 age's note-booking was but a con-1 fsion of meaningless names- It had tangled me all up in a knot every time I had looked at it in the daytime. I now hoped for respite and sleep ; but no, it reveled all through my head till sunrise again, a frantic and tireless nightmare.4 Next morning I felt pretty rusty and low-spirited. We went boom ing along, taking a good many chances, for we were anxious to "get out of the river" (as getting out to Cairo was called) before night should overtake us- But Mr. B-'s partner, the other pilot, presently grounded the boat, and we lost so1 much time getting her off that it was plain the darkness would over take us a good way above the mouth This was a great miisfor tune, especially to certain of our visiting pilots, whose boats would bave to wait for their return, no matter how long that might be. It sobered the pilot-house talk a good I deal. Coming up-stream pilots did i not mind low water or any kind of f larkness; nothing stopped them ] but fog. But down-stream work o was different; a boat was too near ,y helpless with a stiff current push- I .ng behind her; so it was not cus omary to run down-staeam at night N n low water. There seemed to be one small iope, however, if we could get fhrough theintricate and dangerous dat Island crossing before night, k ve could venture the rest, for we vould have plainer sailing and bet- t er water. But it would be insanity e o attempt Hat Island at night. So here was a deal of looking at vatches all the rest of the day, and constant ciphering upon the speed E ve were making; Hat Island was he eternal subject; sometimes hope 3 ras high, and sometimes we were s lelayed in a bad crossing, and 1( lown it went again. For hours all g tands lay under the burden of this h uppressed -excitement; it was even b ommunicated to me, and I got to h eeling so solicitous about Hat Is- u ind, and under such a pressure of ti esponsibility, that I wish I might s ave five minutes on the shore to m raw a good, full breath, and start k ver again. We were standing no b egular watches. Each of our pi ts ran such portions of the river tl s he had run when coming up n tream, because of his greater fa- b ifliarity with it; but both remain- ei d in the pilot house constantly. HOW HAT ISLANM WAS "MADE." p An hour before sunset, Mr. B- 9 :ok the wheel and Mr. W tepped aside. For the next thirty inutes every man held his watch i his hand and was restless, silent a nd uneasy. At last somebody said h rith a doomful sigh: "Well, yonder is Hat Island-and re can't make it." p All the watches closed with a nap, everybody sighed and mutter d something about its being "too ~ 'ad, too bad-oh, if we could only a ave got here half an hour sooner!" d nd the place was thick with the at- C iosphere of disappointment. Some a tarted to go out, but loitered, .earing no bell tap to land. The un dipped behind the horizon, the ' >oat went on. Inquiring looks lassed from one guest to another; ~ nd one who had his hand on the ~ oor-knob, and had turned it, wait d, then presently took away his and and let the knob turn back gain. We bore steadily down the send. Moi-e looks were exchanged, nd inods of .surprised admiration put no words. Insensibly the menF a trew together behind Mr. B-- as he sky darkened and one or twog lim stars came out. The deade ilence and sense of waiting became ppressive. Mr. B--puled the ord, and two deep, mellow notesa cm the big, bell f'oated off on the tight. Then.a pause, and one more iote was.struck. The watchman's -oice followed, from the hurricane "Labboard lead, there ! Stab oard lead !" The cries of the leadsman began . o rise out;of the distance, and were ~ruffiy repeated by the word-pass b rs on the hurricane deck: "M-a-r-k three! M-a-r-k three! luarter-less three ! Half twaia! Jarter twain ! M-a-r-k twain ! guarter less-" Mr. B- pulled two bell-ropes,' Lnd was answered by faint jinglings ar below in the engine-room, and >ur speed slackened. The steam yegan to whistle through the gauge ocks. The cries of the leadsmen rent on-and it is a weird sound, bways, in the night. Every pilot n the lot was watching, now with lied eyes, and talking under his >reath. Nobody was calm and easy >ut Mr. B-. He would put his wheel down and stand on a spoke, Ld as the steamer swung into her to me) utterly invisible marks or we seemed to be in the midst >f a wide and gloomy sea-he would neet and fasten her there. Talk as going on, now, in low voices : "There ; she's over the first reef dlright !" After a pause, another subdued rice: "Her stern's coming down just meatly right, by George ! Now she's in the marks ; over she goes!1" Somebody else muttered: : "Oh, it was done beautiful Seautiful !" Now the engines were stopped together, and we drifled with the mrrent. Not that I could see the ] >oat drift, for I could not, the stars 2eing all gone by this time. This rifting was the dismalest work ; it< held one's heart still. Presently I liscovered a blacker gloom than bhat which sunrounded na. Tt wan 1 ;he head of the island. We were losing right down upon it. We mtered its deeper shadow, and so 1minent seemed the peril that I was ikely to suffocate; and I had the mpulse to do something, any thing, Po save the vessel. But still Mr. B- stood by his' wheel, silent, s intent as a cat, and all the pilots tood shoulder to shoulder at.his )ack. "She'll not make it !" somebody vhispered. The water. grew shoaler and hoaler by the leaisan's cries, till t was down to "Eight-and-a-hAlf ! E-i-g-h-t feet!; )even-and-" Mr. B--- said warn-ingly,, hrough his. speaking tube to the ngineer: "Stand by, now !" "Aye-aye, sir." "Seven and-a-half! Seven feet! ix-and-" We touched bottom! .Instantly fr. B- set. a lot of bells ringing2 houted through the tube.. "'Now ,t her have it-every ounce you've ot !" then to his partner. "Put t er hard down! snatch her! snatch er !" The boat rasped andground er way through the sand, hung pon the apex of disaster :a single, t emendous instant, and then over e went! And such a shout as rent up at Mr. B-'s back never osened the roof of I pilot-house efore! There was no mord troubls after lat, Mr. B- , was the hero that ight; and it was some time, too, efore his exploit ceased to b talk I about by river men - Fully to realize - the marvellous recision required in laying the reat steamer in,,her marks -.in that iurky waste of - water, one must 1 now that not only must sh'e pick er intricate way through-- snags ad blind reefs, and then shave the I ead of the island so closely as to rush the overhanging foliage with er stern, but at oie place she must ass almost within arm's reach of a anken and - invisible wreck that rould snatch the hull-timber frm. nder her if she should strike it, rid destroy a quarter of a million olars' worth of steamboat and rgo in five minutes, and maybe a hundred and fifty human lives in > the bargain. hadta The last remark Ihadta ight was a compliment to Mr. -, uttered in soliloquy and with nction by one of our guests. He id:. "By the shadow .of death, but e's a lightning -pilot !" A Somn~ oN Banns.-A dys eptic wag describes his barber as >1lows: He is always in a state of erspiration and is greasy ; he wears paper collar; his fingers are pud y, and his nails are in mourning, vidently for some near relation ; e snips and snips away, pinching our ears, nipping your eyelashes rid your jaws until you think he E mst have cut off enough hair to 11 a mattress. He always says, Shampoon, sir?" to which you say, No !" and he says, "Eh, sir ?" to rhich you reply, "No !" Two oc ves higher, "Head's very dirty, 4" to which, if you have expe ence, you respond, "I always have so," and cut off further debate. ut he has his revenge.: He draws is fingers in a pot of axle grease, cented with musk and age, and be >re you can divine his fearful in ent smears it all over your head and ubs it until you look like an ani iated gun swab. Then he showers reak bay rum down your back and ver your shirt, ingeniously ar anges your locks in a way that ould make Soarates look like a hunder blasted idiot, and collects1 tis stipend with an air of virtuous ondescension. WATr A MA KNows.-Lord Stan ey truly says: What a man can rite out clearly, correctly, and riefly, without book or reference f any kind, that he undoubtedly :ows, whatever else he may be ig orant of. For knowledge that falls hort of that-knowledge that is ague, hazy, indistinct, uncertain for one profess no respect at all. ~nd I believe that there never was a ime or country where the influences >f careful training were in that res ect more needed. Men live in haste, vrite in haste-I was going to say hink in baste, only that perhaps he word thinking is hardly appli ,able to that large number who, for he most part, purchase their daily dlowance of thought ready made. He lives long thatdives well ; and ime misspent is not lived, but lost. Besides, God is better than His >romse if he takes from a man a ong lease and gives him a freehold >fa greater value. When your hands are dead bury :hm in yo, urm - ,kets ~inelanens. - NEW DARWINIAN THE ORY. j rofessor Darwin plumes himself .pon the discovery of a new theory .the science of - anthropology; and intil recently no one could dispute iis claim to honor. A Frenchman, I. Lavour, however, now comes oiward with the original manu ;cript of a monogram written before ?lymouth was touched by Puritan eet,, which anxiously anticipates )arwin. The document, it is said, vas -found in the walls of an ancient )rison- in Toulouse, and narrates a lialogue between St. Dominic, anon of Osma, in 1212, and a lea (pulex). It seems that the atter had tried to draw blood rom the . saint's nose, but there vas: none .there, and he tumbled xhausted, upon the book the good aan was reading* -The saint at ice slammed it together, expecting o make an end of the annoying atruder, but, instead of that,,pulex ntered into conversation with the anon.: He claimed to be the fa her of fleas, and that his fate would e shaxed by all the fleas, and pro osed to have learned all aboat the eginning of man from "the records i the dead sea apes." At first the anon, was skeptical, but when. the risoner assured him that "withqut eas, man would return to the ba oon state 'of his original barbs ism," more attention was paid to he flea-when the following non ensical dialogue ensued: Pul. The "6ia:g, th'ogh carnive ous, are not ungrateful, like the ions . They cultivate the soil that ed's them. Therefore one tribe, Vhich is. indigenous to the .apes, tever bite like the vampires, with ,ut pain but always take c%re that kching should follow their pune are. Dom. Thou,fool! Callest thou hat benefiting the race of apes-? Tul. Of course, for then the apes aust scratch. Dom. What, then, but to irritate heir tempers and bring them all he nearer to perdition. Pul. No, but to make them miable by making them sociable. 1or they found that where two or bree were g at h ereda together cratching proceeded more expedi iously, and two or three could not ie gathered together nor associate tpon terms without some of those autual forbearances and self re ressions which are summed up un Ler the term amiability. Dom. Granted. But none the ss monkeys they for all their grin ting and chattering. Pul. Aye, but with the multipli ation of the means of scratching ame a loss of hair.. Dom. So the poor apes must hiver in the night wind to accom aodate the ravenous fleas. Pal. No; but the loss of hair onstrained the apes to cast about or shelter, and made them build uts, since they could not emigrate o those warner climates where heir kinsmen still remain apes. Dom. Is there more of this para lox, Palex? PuL There are more. The apes ad to go abroad from~ their huts in ursilt of food. The sense of cold ~onstrained them to seek clothing. o obtain clothing it was necessary o have the skins of animals. But he pursuit of animals could not be uccessfully carried on without veapons ; the slaughter of animals ended toward flesh-eating ; so came var, tribal unions, government, axes, civilization-all the result of fea-bite ! .So that man may be ;aid to be the final cause of the eas. This flea-like story at first sight eems as if it was gotten up for the ~xpress purpose of ridiculing the atest notions of the philosophers, vere it not that the antiquity of ;he document is vouched for;. A Detroit insurance agent hired .boy the other day to mind his ffice, and went to dinner leaving he youth in charge. When he eturned he found that he had vhitted one of the table logs al nost in two, and dissected the ushion of the swing chair. He wvas greatly annoyed and spoke sharply, when the boy burst into ,ears and replied : "if you don't want to let a fellor take any comn tort, I'm going to leave." Housenaid-"Family all out of bown." Postman.-"I know. But bhis h'is for you. H'it's my h'offer >f my 'and h'and 'art. H'ill call for bhe h'answer next rou.nd 1" ----ngisnae'sroiso-- o Sneezcing tisidtue povisionafor scrang h nieof-h aa A LOST BABY. A ball was given at Camptonville, Euba county, California, recently, vhich was attended by a certpin %dy who resides some distance rom that place. She had a baby hat could not be left at home. Ar iving at Camptonville early in the vening -with her baby,- she put up t the Glob6 Hotel, kept by one ones. She told Jones she was de irous of attending the ball if she ould find some one who would %ke care of her baby. Jones, be ig an accommodating fellow, pro osed that he would "father" the young 'un'-' ad interim. The lady cepted the offer with joy, and put ng the baby to sleep, laid it down ently in Jones' bed, and theh ent to the ball. Up to midnight ones made frequent visits to the mm, to attend to the wants of his recios-icharge. From that hour le babe, so far as Jones or its mo-: ier was concerned, was left alone, r Joiles fell a victim to sleep. It. %ppened, however, that a stage dri-: zr was asleep ina room nea-lyfoppo te to the one occupied by the bale. bout one o'clock A. m., says the orth 'San Juan Times, the babe ganto cryfearfdlly,: and to ap Ba'se it the stageIdriver took it to is own bed, ani kept it quiet the mndq f- the. ;mght. He.was p and off bp daybreak, before the other returned from the ball, and fore any one was stirring in the )use, leaving the'babe fast asleep i his own bed. Anhour later the all broke up, and the mother re irned ta the hotel. She went ra.ight to Jones' room to see her' ibe. Lo i and behold! it wasn't iere-neither was Jones. Soon the hole house was in an uproar, and .arch was made: for the missing abe, but allin vain.; In the mean me the 'whole town was startled y.6e information that 'a child had een stolen and carried away. Fi aly</it was remembered that the age driver had:slept in the-house iat night, and 'that' possibly :6e ght- know .something about the dMssing child. He was telegraphed onl the subject, to Downieville, and i the course of a few minutes a re ly was received from him, which sad asfollows: "Frank Ramnpin: on will find the child in my bed b the hotel." On the reception of ie telegram' the mother rushed -antically to the stage driver's yom and found her precious babe ring in his bed fast asleep. COULD NOT AGREE.-A man and is wife who had been married in years disagreed and deter lined to separate. The terms of' paration were to be decided by de justice of the arondissement iwhich they lived. They were arisians. "Have you any chil ren?"asked the judge. "Yes, mon eur." "How inany?" "Three; two oys and a girl, and it is with em that lies our difficulty. Ma ame wishes to have two of them; ydo I." "Have you agreed to bide by my decision ?" "We aye," said both of them. "Very re, my friends; I condemn you a have another child, so that each iay have two. When you have btained that you may return to' ie." The matter was then ad >urned for the time being. Two. ears afterward the worthy mag trate, who in the meanwhile ad heard nothing of the husband nd wife, met the former. "Ah," aid he, "how about the separa on ?" "Still impossible, mon eur. Instead of four children we ave five." JOHNNY's ESSAY ON "THE TODE." -Todes is like frogs, but more ignity, and wen you come to ink of it, frogs is wetter. The rarts which todes is noted for an't be cured, for they is cro nick, t if I couldent git well Ide stay a the house. My grandfather new a tode which somebody had amed til it was folks. Wen its iaster wissled it would come for ies. They cetches 'em with here tong, which is some like a ang red worm, but more like lite i, only litenin hatnt got no gum nto it. The fli will be standing rubbin its bind legs to gether and thinkin wat a fine ni it is, and he tode a settin some -distance way like it was a sleep. While ~on are seein the flu as plane as ou ever see any thing, all at once taint there. Then the toad he yoks up at you sollem, out of his yes, like he said wat's become of hat fliu? but you kno he et it. The Irish shopkeeper who was eently cheated by an old woman healing a jar of whiskey, and eaving a jar of water in its place, escri bed her as speaking a strange lialect, neither Irish nor English.' L punster said he had reason to cmn1nin of the iar-gon. A LEGERDEMAIN TRICK. According to travelers' stories the best of' all evidence, as every body knows-there used to be in i India a school of vagabonds who I got ,their living by dying. For a f very modest sum they would emu- t late the frogs which are periodical- i ly discovered alive in solid rock-or E in tree truaks, overlaid by innume-' a rable rings of annual growth-and J retire for a specified period from the s cares of this life. Thy professed C to have such control over their vital t processes as to be able to die at il will, and would allow themselves to F be sealed up in coffins or tied up in blankets, and buried underground a for a week or a month, or more. t A very circumstantial account of g such an operation was given by Sir v Claude Wade. When he was at the J court of Runjoet Singh, in 1837, a r fakir was thus buried for six weeks, p a company of soldiers guarding the tl place -,of. his interment to prevent t untimely resurrection. At the end f< of the six weeks the 'seals were h found jtifact; aid dn removing the v lid of the box which served as a si coffin, the white linen bag in which A the fakir had been placed was found I to be mildewed. When the bag b was opened, the temporarily dead p man's arms and legs were found to h be shriveled and stiff; and his head r reclined, dorpse-like, on his shoul- U der. To all appearance he was as n dad as an Egyptaii iummy, no b pulsation or other -evidence of life h being discoverable. He was then ii turned *oter to the manipulations of b his servant, who made warm appli- ti cktions. of various kinds,.whereupon si the arms and legs gradually.return- b ed-to- their normal state. He then t1 removed the wax and botton with vm wlhich the fakir's nostrils and *ears a had been closed, and after half an b hour the devotee was able to speak. t All of which Sir Claude vouches b for as- aneyewitness, with an ir b of tiithfulness rivaling that . n About's clever story of the man with s the broken ear. tl This art of dying at will and n coming toMde again appears not to n be monopolized by the Hindoos. ti At least one Englishman in modern ii times, if huLman testimony is worth p anything, has attained it. His name ri was Townsend, Colonel Townsend 3 of the British army in India. This a man could go into' a death-like t1 trance at will,-so skillfully counter- fi feiting' real death that the most r< critical observers were deceived.- l: On one occasion the experiment was made in the presence of Dr. Cheyne, who reports upon the case, b Dr. Baynard and a Mr. Skrine. All t4 three felt his pulse; it was distinct, ~ though small and thready; and his s heart had its usual beating. He t then composed himself on his back 1 and lay motionless for some~ time. ~ Gradually all signs of life disappear- d ed, till there was no pulse, no beat- s ing of the heart, and aimirror held b before his mouth gave no indica- I tion of breath. . The witnesses discussed this 8 strange appearance for a long time, a finally concluding that he had car ried the experiment too far and was really dead. As they were about to t leave him, -a slight* motion of his ' body was observed, and a beating C of the heart. In a little while he began to breathe, and gradoally J life was fully restored. COULD NOT SEE IT.-The wor thy gentleman who rules theS rising generation of boys in a certain town in Tennessee had oc casion recently to correct a little s fellow named Johnn3y. Now John ny got into a fit of what is called "sulks" because he was whipped ; and in order to convince him thatd he was justly and necessarily pun ished, his teacher had recourse to the following argument: C "Well, Johnny, suppose you were riding a big horse to water, and had akeen switchin yourbhand, and all at once the horse were to . stop and refuse to go any further, t what would you do !" Johnny stifled his sobs for a mo ment, and, looking up through his tears, replied : "I'd cluck to him, sir."c " B u t, Johnny, suppose he wouldn't go for your clucking, a what would you do then ?"t "I'd get down and lead him, sir ?"3 "And what if he wvere ->bstinate and would not let you lead him ?" i "Why, I'd take off his bridle anud turn him loose, and walk home, , .sir." "You may go and take your seat, Johnny." Johnny could not be 'made to see the necessity for tsn he i switch. ]~' ---+ttiuofte- bri"i <h Engita ubtiooftute orain ii the Enlst ubttt freoioan anar. - - - e I ADVE R FIU WOIL, Advertisements insaWte at the raft f $1.00 per square--one inch-forfirst fnswdm,o, 8amd 75c. for each subsequent insertion, Double column advertisements tenper canton above. Notices ofme*UWgs- obitawkes and tribute of respect, same ratum per squar as ordinarT advertigements. - Special notices in loecaloma 20 "uts per line. Advertisements not marked Witli dW 2 ber of iusertiotwswm be k*pt I- tfU forbid and chargedacoigy, Special.coutrAct made *tI avr A ROMAJFTICS*ORY. It is not -in. romince .lmne that the most romance is to be-fotnd; fbi Often indeed "1truth isstrunger than fidion.Y '-A-rotiLb61notitice Of this i4s gy7eld in-'the '.baftek of Hans' Christian Andersen4 the Danish poet, novelist, -andl..,story teller. Hi*s father w." A p -oor - obbJer; who at the ige of tweRty 4idbar ried a woman .a y ear,or two older than bimself'wi th no' k *6 &ig of life and, the w ik"'a. who brought hi sher' 7mamrage dowry only ialovinganideoniding heart.- The indi"enVxoupol'ecu - pted only A'' sit 1ero, :* ich *.as nearly filled -wiWAr hedr,bed, chairs, cupboard,work-ibeh.4and cooking Aleejs.Here 7 HA anS Christiam. -Andersen,:,theIr -only childl was boraron tho 2nd of-April, the~did he " the boy was vryybug;-,an. Iu_=O Oligedtidlaccepto Unhe iyet as cbh#*et *i n hr* often cNTai ,n& 6e'te ~ed iIj'Y6dng. Hans -with-er;, at-:other _tine aifiong- hef de-g1 b6ik, WEI1Hans remained. at homo -amusimg.-. self wihdola .sMmpyd AiA_teEbys my time has come." "Don't! oh [don't die here I" he .vent on.