The Newberry herald. (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, July 07, 1875, Image 1

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A Family Companion, Devoted to Literature, Miscellany, News, Agriculture, Markets, &c. Vol. XI. WEDNESDAY MORNING, JULY 7, 1875. No. 27. TE HERA Ll IS PUBLISHED y VERY WED.XESDAY MURNING, At Newberry, S. C. BY TH09. P. GRENEKERt -Editor and Proprietor. Temw5s $2.5o-pet- einnum Invariably in Advance. V- The paper is stopped at the expiration time for whc it is paid. 07 The ~4mark denotes expiration of Sul reription. ON THE THRESHOLD OF THE SEA. BT PAUL PASTX~OR. A mother stands at twilight - On the threshold of the sea, Watching the golden wavelets And the storm-birds, strong and free. The tide flows slowly outward To.the ocean's slumbering breast; The storm-birds, on gray pinions, Fade in the glowing west. ]An! round the silent figure, in the evening's rosy glow, Are the flitting, faded memories, And the tides that used to flow Up and down the sands of lifet Run in mystic waves again Lo! the golden flood leaves bqrm All the hidden reefs of pain! Do the storm-birds, as they fade lu the crimson western, sky, Bearing joy upon their wings, Stir the passage of a sigh ? Sadness fills the mother's heart As she gazes o'er the sea; Memories spread their folded wings, With the storw birds, strong and free. As the pinioned flash of gray, When they swiftly sail from sight, Leaves a shadowy track of gloom * In the stauset glory bright, So the memories that they wake, Faditg in life's twilight 9ky, Leave a flash of darkening gray Stir thepassage of a sigh. -NEW YORK OBSERER. place to place, his eyes full of soli tude. The instant we were in our . own room he caught my hand in his. "My darling," he said, "what troubles you ?" For my life I could not tell him. I was afraid to let him know that I doubted his integrity. "Horace," I questioned timidly, "do you love me?" His fine eyes opened with aston-, ishment. But he answered pas sionately. "tove you? Aye, better than you will ever know, Violet." "Did you-have you ever loved any one else ?" I faltered. "Never, Violet, on my honor." I was happy, yet not entirely satisfied. I was a woman. Eve ate the forbidden fruit with Para dise all around her. "Then who was it, I faltered, that woman-I saw with you-this after noon ?" He started, and flushed very red for a moment, then he laughed. "Oh," he said "jealous, are you? Then I am sure you love me. But, seriously, dear I ought to apologise. for my long absence. That woman was a friend, an old friend of mine -she's in distress, and I had to help her. Are you satisfied ?" I nodded my head in assent; yet my heart was not quite at rest. Af ter that we went down to the Swan's Nest, our sea- side home, and settled into sober married life; and for some months our bliss was perfect; and then that dreadful night came! Horace has been gone all day. He had not come to dinner as was his custom; so after having ordered tea. I dressed myself and sat down in the rose shaded porch to await him. Sunset, dusk, evening ; the moon soaring up above the sea ! Still he did not come. Dinner and supper had both got spoiled; the flowers in my hair were fading, and I was sick and weary with waiting and suspense. Horace had never remained away so long since our marriage. What could detain him so? Very slowly the evening went by. Twelve o'clock came, the moon dropped out of sight, leaving me in darkness. An owl hooted out from the top of the old willow, and the surf beat with a weary, sobbing sound. I worked myself up into a perfect tremor of alarm and nervous excite ment; and by degrees, the old doubt, or fear, or whatever it was, stole back to my mind. My hus band was cruel to keep me in such suspense. He did not love me? It never occurred to me that he might be detained against his will. When at last, the clock was on the stroke Sof three, I caught the quick tramp of his horse's feet. But it did not greatly relieve me. Ifelt angry; and inistead of running down to meet him, as my woman's nature prompt -ed me, I yielded to my petted, way ward will, and kept my seat. When he reached the porch he sprang down fluvhed and eager. *"Vi&zet," he cried, the moment he caught sight of me, "and are yout up yet ? I amso sorry." He approached, both hands ex tended. But I turned from him and walked into the hall. He stood for a moment, in silent astdnishment, then followed and took my hand, though I kept my face persistently averted. "Violet," he said, "what is it ? -Are you ill, tired? I was sorry to keep you waiting, but these circum stances-" "Never mind the circumstances now !" I exclaimed, pettishly. -"I am very tired, and now that you are safe, I will go to bed." He loosened his hold on my hand, but looked after me, as I left him, with a glance I shall never forget. I can see him now as he stood in the moonlight, so handsome and noble ; andlIloved him so well! I wonder why I turned from him that night. Heaven knows how it pained me, but the spoiled, willful temper, that has been my ruin, urged me Son. s Did you ever speak a harsh word to one you love, and feel something t within you prompting you to speak another ? Then you understand t how it was that I left my husband Y standing there, weary and supper s less. S"Violet, dear,"~ he said softly, as~ I, paused involuntarily at the head r of the stairs, "come back and let me explain ; you know I have not kept you waiting willingly." SBut I went on without a word; 4 not to our chamber, but to a dress e ing room exclusively my own, and , closed and locked the door. I am sure the Evil One must have had I control of me that night In a lit tle while he came up stairs and tried a the Iock of my door ; butlIdid not t answer-and he went away. I A dozen times that nightlIlifted imy throbbing head fromnmy tear-wet ~ pillow, oout to~uiploo his forgiveness; but pride kept n back. Thus I lay sleepless, t morning. It was a wild mornin too, with drifting rains and sobbin winds, and the sea thundering c the sand. My husband was in the breakfa room when I went down. He tur ed and said kindly, "Good morninj dear. Are you quite well ?'" "Quite well, thank you," I r sponded crossing to a window c the opposite side of the room. He rose, and I hoped he was con ing to my side; but he only looke at his watch and said, "Be kin enough to let me have breakfast a once, Violet, if you can. I am i a hurry, for I have important ma ters to look after." I rang the bell at once, and place myself at the head of the tabl( When the cheerless repast was ove and my husband rose to go I fe the hot tears blinding me. I coul not let him leave me in anger. had made a step towards him whe he spoke, and his words aroused a my old anger and discontent. "Violet," he said, "I may not 1 here to dinner. Don't wait for m( it is impossible-" "Make no excuses, sir," I replie haughtily; "none are needed." Oh those reproachful eyes! Bu his lips uttered no retort. He on] said, "Good-bye, dear," and wen out. I watched him from the windoq hidden behind a curtain, as he rod way through the driving rain. The memory of that day come back to me like a terrible dream Towards evening my agony becam unendurable; and as the rain ceaf ed, I determined to drive over t my father's house, in the neighboi ing village. About half way w met a close carriage containing lady and gentleman. "Why, that's Mr. Read !" exclain ed my' coachman, as the vehic] dashed past our photon. One glance confirmed his word It was my husband; and by hi side was the same woman that had seen with him once before. M resolution was taken on the instan I ordered my servant to drive bac to Swan's Nest I would not awa: my husband's return ; and I sai to myself I could not even charg im with his infidelity ; I would g away at once, and never let him se my face again. Inha short time was ready for my departure. wrote a note for Horace, telling him that I believed our marriage ha been an unwise one, and that should be happier with my ow friends. I begged him not to hiu me down as a fugitive ; but to less me to follow the b>ent of my ow inclination. I put the note on tb table, and went out from the houw where my life had been so happ; Lu less than a week, my father an I were on our way to Italy. At the expiration of two wrete] ed years we returned ; and I learn ed from our lawyer that my husban had sailed for India, first, makin over to me, in fee simple, all hi eal estate. He never, so the las yer said, expected to return. went back to Swan's Nest. Ever; thing was unchanged. The room~ were just as I had left them. M~ husband would not let them I touched the housekeeper said. "Had she heard from him?" asked. "Only once,"' she replied, "an then the letter contained anothe: and it was on my dressinag table I went for it my3elf and rea there in my old room: "Violet," it began "you must pa don this intrusion. It will be tf last for in all human probabilit: the disease that now consumes n will soon give me a grave in a fo eignland. But there are afew thina I wish to say before I die. I WE wrong not to explain allto you froi the fi-st. But I desired to spai you what you might consider a di grace. I thought you could an would trust me. It was my siste you saw. She was vain and friv< ous, and eloped with a prolligat That marriage was illegal, and Etl el was disgraced. She came to n for help. I could not refuse her. I was taking her to a safe asylu: when I was absent that night. Yc understand it all now. Don't I troubled, dear, but forget me, an be happy. My sister is dead noa and I have not, I fear long to liv God bless you, dear ! In heaven a these wrongs will be righted." For two years I lived elone Swan'sNest-two years of inexpres ble agony; then the news came. ship homeward bourid from calen ta, was lost and Horace Reade we one of the passengers. That wi the death of hope. Another-year dragged by. Ox sweetMayI strolleddown tothese shore. The sun was settinginwav< of gold and purple, and a full moc came up, flooding the great se anAd the 1n st.retch of glitterir ie sand with misty splendor. The .11 tide rolled in with a low musical ;, murmur. I sat down on a rock. g Far out upon the bar a stately n vessel swung at anchor, and a little boat from it was coming in. I watch At ed the tiny craft with a kind of fas a- cination. Presently it grated on the , sand, and a man sprang ashore. A wild, nameless hope took shape a in my heart. I arose and tottered n forward, blind and half unconscious. The instant after a strong arm - clasped me. d I looked up in the face above me. d It was wan and worn, and changed At by suffering, but I knew it in an in n stant. b. "Oh, Horace! my husband !" I cried, "forgive me." a Then I felt his tears %g#my 3. cheek, his kisses on my lips, and r, I sank into his arms insensible. [t It is all over-the remorse the d loneliness and the aching heart! I We live at Swan's Nest-my dear a forgiving husband and myself. 11 "I had engaged my passage," he said, "in the steamer that was lost. e But I fell ill and could not come 3; then and that sickness has re stored me to you, thank God!" d I thank Him also daily and hour ly, for this undeserved, this perfect t bliss. y e MADE TO "SEE 1T." 'I can't see it,' said Buffer, 'No. body reads all these little adver e tisements. It's preposterous to . think it.' o 'But,' said the editor, 'yon read .. what interests you?' e 'Yes.' - a 'And if there's anything that you particularly want, you look for it?' L- 'Certainly.' e 'Well-among the thousands up on thousands who help to make up . this busy world of ours everything a that is printed is read. Sneer as I you please, I do assure you that y printer's ink is the true open s(;ame t to all business success.' k And still-Buffer couldn't see it. t He didn't believe, that one-half of a those little crowded advertisements e were ever read. o 'Suppose you try the experiment,' e said the editor. 'Just sli~p in an I advertisement of the want of one I of the most common things in the a world. For the sake of'the test I d will give it two insertions free. Two I will be enough ; and you may have n it jammed into any out-of-the-way .t nook of my paper you shall select. e Two insertions, of only two lines. n Will you try it ?' e Buffer said of course he would e try it. And he selected the place r. where he could have it published d crowded is under, the head of 'Wants.' And he waited and saw - a proof of his advertisement, which - appeared as follows: d Winw.-A good house dog. g Apply to J. Buffer, 575 Towser a Street, between the hours of 6 and 9 p.m. i Buffer went away smiling and .- nodding. On the following morn s ing he opened his paper and after a ydeal of hunting, he found his ad. e vertisement. At first it did not seem at all conspicuous. Certainly I so insignificant a paragraph, buried in such a wildnerness of paragraphs, a could not attract notice. After a .time, however, it began to look "more noticeable to him. The more he looked at it the plainer it grew. Finally it glared at~ him from the closely written page. But that was because hie was the person particu , larly interested. Of course it would e appear conspicuous to him. But it .would not be so with others. 3 That evening Mr. Buffer was just s sitting down to tea (Buffer was a n~ plain old-fashioned man, and took tea at six) when his door bell was 3 rung. The servant announced that d a man was at the door with adog r to sell. ~ 'Tell him I don't want one.' .Six times Buffer was interrupted . while taking tea by men with dogs e to sell. Buffer was a man who -would not lie. He had put his foot in and he must take it out manfully. n The twenty-third applicant was a >e small boy with a girl in company, d who had a ragged poodle for sale. 7, Buffer bought the poodle of the boy, s. and immediately presented it to the 1 girl, and then sent them of.~ To the next applicant lhe was able i truthfully to answer-'Don't want i any more-I've bought one.' A The stream of callers continued j. until near ten o'clock, at which hour ,a Buffer locked up and turned off the a gas. On the following evening, as e Buffer approached his house, he .found acrowd assembled. Hecout s ed thirty-nine men~ and boys, each n~ one of whom had a dog in'tow.~ aThere were dogs if every rd a ie andnlo-n4m n Buffer addressed the motley multi tude and informed them that hi had purchased a dog. 'Then what d'yer advertise for ' And Buffer got his hat knocke over his eyes before he reached thi sanctuary of his home. Never mind about the trials ani tribulations of that night. Buffei had no idea there were so man3 dogs in existence. With the aid o: three policemen he got throug] alive. On the next morning h( visited his friend the editor and acknowledged the corn. The ad vertisement of 'wanted' was taker out, and in the most conspicuotu place and in glaring type, he adyer tised that he didn't want any morc dogs. And for this advertisement he paid. Then he went home and pasted upon his door, 'GoNE INTO THE CoUmTRY.' Then he hired a special policeman to guard his property; and then he locked up and went away with his family. From that day Josephus Buffer has never been heard to express doubts concerning the efficacy ol printer's ink; neither has he asked, 'Who reads advertisements?' THE CAFOMNUAN QUAI.-I come to a species of bird essential ly Californian, and, although it can hardly be classed as a songster, un doubtedly a favorite with the sports man and the bon vivant. I refer o the Californian partridge, more commonly known by the name of the "valley quail." It is the most beautiful species of the quail family, and is remarkable for a graceful top-knot, consisting of five or six feathers curved forward like a plume on the top of the head. It is gre garious, collecting in large coveys, and seeking during the day the shelter of wooded canons and thickets, usually-in the vicinity ol a mountain brook, and at night roosting among the branches ol some shady trees. The male, like the Scotch grouse,is fond of mount ing upon a stamp or rock, and im the early morning niay be heard alling his mate, uttering a peculiar ly full and pleasant note, somewhiai resembling the w3rd1s "luck oouch uck," which he repeats several times. Sometimes the first note will be sounded two or three times in sue. cession, with a slight pause betweer each, and finally the two other notes added. His call has by some writers been designated as harsh and dis. agreeable, but I believe most peopk will agree with me that his cry when heard in the early morning is suggestive of rural pleasures and the delightful awakening of anothea day. The mountain quails, so called from their frequenting the moun tain districts, are larger and stil handsomer birds ; they are les2 gregarious, and the top-knot, whici looks like a single feather, is muec: longer, and instead of hanging for ward like that of the valley quail droops gracefully backward. Their call-notes resemble somewhat the chirping of a flock of chickens - Wi. Paton, in June Overland Monthly. SLIGrS.~-They are cheap. It cestf nothing to turn the face, to shki the mouth, to not see a person whc is not before the eyes, and has ex pectations if not claims. It is very easy to put off the call long ove due ; to neglect sending an invita tion to a party to one who is noi of much account ; to pass a formel friend on the street without recog nition; to go and come, ignoring th4 existence of people who have righti and feeling. And it is as coward]y to do so as it is easy and mean. But the cheap, cowardly slight ii as hard to bear as itis contemptible How it rankles. It stings like nettle. It is prussic acid on wound. The very cowardliness of it makes it more painful.. If Mist Scornful had only had the couragt to frankly say she does not care foi our friendship, and prefers our roon to our company, we could possi bly reply with an equally politi expression of chilliness; but to bi droppedI out unceremoniously an cut direct is like a stab in the dark Society is a set of complex relations People are bound together. The: have duties, obligations, aaliations Kindness and politeness are parts of the unwritten law of social comn merce. A slight is a sort of robber: -a mean, pick-pocketry sort of rob bery, too-of the notice one has a right to expect. It may not cost anything just to mind one's owr business, and let a friend languis1 for want of notice and sympath: and cheer ; but it shows what he ii nade of, and what his friendship ii -worth. The person who can slighi ~another is too base to ho slightei by a second timie. ;berb from the lotui i sih with Aelieah - THE BOY THAT HAD NO RE MARKABLE QUALITIES. Most boys who get into the news- s papers are very remarkable boys. e Joe had nothing about his looks, i1 or actions, or color, that attracted a the particular attention of anybody. b When he first breathed the vital air he was a simple boy-baby, with h two hands, two feet, two eyes, two ears, one mouth and one nose. - He d did not laugh, and crow, and sit upright as young geniuses do in ai their young babyhood, but he slept, h and waked, and ate (baby food,of course) and cried like any common il baby. When he grew older there were li no uncommon developments, except ic that he was fat, healthy and heavy. Nobody congratulated his mo- ai ther on raising a future PrAsident, c< nor applauded the bright genius that sparkled in the baby's eyes.- it The gossipers looked wonderingly t( at each other as the tender mother w watched over her baby boy, provid ed for his comforts, and pressed him tl to her warm bosom. He grew to boyhood, but he' was oi only a commom boy. He learned hi his A B C with difficulty, and was .slow in learning to read. His c< teacher thought he would never get a through the multiplication table. But he never forgot it. fi When the boys went a fishing, fL Joe went too, but he was slow in getting his line ready. The other ti boys were on and in and around the lake before his hook was fairly o1 settled in the water. "Too slow to s move," the boys would say. "He'll fL sit there expecting the fish to come ti to him." nx It was even so; he remained sta- s1 tionary and fixed; but when night c< came, somehow his basket was al- w ways full, while many of the bright, talking geniuses went home with g the sad intelligence that the fish b "wouldn't bite." Joe's home was full of life, and ti noise, and bustle of intelligent older children and bright younger ones. y Joe found himself, and everybody else found him, solitary and alone, a taking very little notice of the stir ti around him. When he grew to be a man, the ft bustling drive-heads laughed at his g plodding ; but by some means he seldom made a mistake, and though al he did not seem to accomplish as a much in a week as many another e; did in aday, yet at the end of the year there was always something si tangible in his results, while thep work of those who seemed to utter ly outstrip him at first; ended in h demolished air castles. h He has passed the meridian of I life. Men eminent in the profession respect his judgment. Business a men, coming upon the stage of ac- 1. tion, long to learn the secret of his a success. The bank leans upon him o to carry it through the trying crisis, g mierchants and manufacturers lean b upon him to save them from bank- s ruptcy. Steady, constant and hard study made him a scholar ; per- o severing industry, accomapanied with e economy, raised him to opulence; a close observation and deliberate reflection cultivated a sound judg- b ment, and honesty and integrity a secured for him the confidence of all who know him. A TEsT OF LovE.-In past ages, 7j the Russians were very much dis- j1 tinguished as wife beaters, and per- li chance went so far as to say that, s< "If in Muscovy the women are not a beaten once a week, they will not a be good; therefore they look for it a weekly. And the women say, ify their husbands did not beat them, o they should not love them." This d seems incredible ; but, singularly p, enough, Mrs. Atkinson, in one of s: the most recent works on Russia, ec says: "A nursemaid of mine left j me to be married. A short time ft after she went to the Natchalaisk _ of the place to make a complaint t tagainst her husband. He inquired t, -into the matteir, when she coolly told him that her husband did not love her. He asked how she , lshe knew he did not love her.- l( -'Because,' she replied, 'he never b -whips me.' She resented the neg- 1 lect of her husband to give her () -those little attentions customary a between man and wife."o g Herman, the perfume manufac- 12 turer, of Cannes, uses annually one ta hundred and forty thousand pounds b~ of rose leaves, thirty-two. thousand o pounds of jessamine flowers, twenty fi thousand pounds of* violets, eight thousand pounds of tube-roses, and other perfume laden flowers in like a proportion. It is estimated in the a cities of Cannes and Nice, over twen- e ty toiis of violets are consumed. Nice ( alone makes a -yearly dem~and for one hundred and ninety-tons of orange lessoms, and Cannes for enehndre&aud fifty tons of acaoia -* ~ 4; HE DIDN'T WANT ANY. The other day a well dressed Lranger, carrying a hand valise, illed at a life insurance office and iquired if the agent was in. The gent came forward, rubbed his ands, and the stranger asked: "Do you take insurance risks ere?" "Yes, sir, glad to see you, sir, sit own, sir." "What do you think of insurance, ayway ?" inquired the stranger, as a sat down ahd took off his hat. "It's a national blessing, sir-an Lstitution which is looked upon ith sovereign favor by every en rhtened man and woman in Amer a." "That's what I always thought," swered the man. "Does your mpany pay its losses promptly? " "Yes, sir, yes, sir. If you were sured by me, and you should die i-night, I'd. hand your wife a check ithin a week." "Couldn't ask for anything better tan that." "No, sir, no, sir. The motto of ir company is, 'Prompt pay and morable dealings.' "How much will a $5,000 policy st ?" inquired the stranger, after pause. '-You are-let me see-say thirty re. A policy would cost $110 the .st year." "That's reasonable enough," said Le man. 'Yes, that's what we call low, but irs is a strong company, does a fe business, and invests in only st-class securities. If you are inking of taking out a policy, let .e tell you that ours is the best and dest, and even the agents of rival >mpanies will admit the truth of hat I say." "And when I die my wife will et her money without any trou le?" "I guarantee that, sir," replied ie agent. "And I will get a dividend every 3ar ?" "Yes, this is a mutual company, fd part of the profits come back to ie policy-holders." "And it won't cost me but $110 >r a policy of $5,000 ?" asked the banger. "That's the figure, and it's as low 3 you can get safe insurance any 'here. Let me write out your poli 7; you'll never regret it." "Them's the blanks I s'pose," sid the stranger, pointing to some apers on the desk. "Yes," replied the agent, as he aled one up to him and took up is pen. "What do you say-shall fill out an application ?" "No, I guess I won't take any to ay," replied the stranger, as lhe nlocked his valise ; "but if you ant something that will take warts lif your nose, inside of a week, I've ot it here. It's good for corns, unions, the toothache, frosted feet, prains-" He was placing his little bottle n the table, when the agent reach a over and took him by the shoul er, and hoarsely whispered: "Mister man, if you don't want to ecome a corpse, you won't be two iintes getting out of here !" And he wasn't. Only female spiders spin webs. 'hey own all the real estate, and 1 males have to live a vagabond fe, under stones and in other ob sure places, and if they are trouble >meabout the house, they are ercilessly killed and eaten. The din of a spider is tough and un ielding, and is shed like the shells f lobsters and crabs, to accommo ate the animal's growth. If you oke over the rubbish in a female pider's back yard, and among her st-off corsets you will find the Lkets of the males who have paid >r their sociality with their lives --trophies of her barbarism, as 'uly as scalps show the savage na ne of the red man. The most hideous women in the orld are said to live in the val y of Spiti, which is a mountain ound, almost inaccessible place, 2,000 feet above the sea, among 1e Himalaya. Their fe a tur es re large and coarse, the expression f their faces is usually a natural rimace, and they hang huge rings i their noses. They dress in thick mieis and trousers, and their heavy oots coming above their knees, are Eten filled around their legs with our for warmth. CmCiAo's SONG.-The following.is verse that,'repeated as many times s desired, constitutes a popular ong in the social gatherings of ~hicago: Ther soldSam Simotis -- And young Sam Simons, Od Sim Simon's son, And young-Sam simonsl Wml be saa SimonIS wheol Sam SmnA4*40 Do NOT WoRRY Awour YoUELsmF. -To retain or recover health, per. sons should be relieved from all anxiety concerning disease. The mind has power over the body, for a person to think he has a disease will often produce that disease. This we see effected, when the mind is intensely concentrated on the dis ease of another. It is found in the hospitals that surgeons and phy sicians who make a specialty of cer tain diseases are liable to die of them themselves; and the mental strain is so great that sometimes people die of diseases which they have on ly in imagination. We have seen a person sea-siek in anticipation of a voyage, ere reaching the vessel. We have known persons to die of an imaginary cancer in the stomach, when they had no cancer or any other mortal disease. A blindfolded man, slightly pricked in the arm, had fainted and died from believing that he was bleeding to death. Therefore, well persons to remain so, should be cheerful and happy, and sick persons should have their attention diverted as much as pos sible from themselves. It is by their faith that men are saved, and it is by their faith they die. As a man thinketh so is he. If he wills not to die he can often live in spite of disease, and if he has little or no.attachment to life he will slip away as easily as a child will fall asleep. Men live by their souls and not by their bodies. Their bodies have no life of themselves, they are only receptacles of life-tenements for their souls, and the will has much to do in containing the physi cal occupancy of giving it up. USEFUL KNOWLEDGE.-A man walks three miles in an hour; a horse trots seven ; steamboats run eighteen; sailing vessels ten; slow rivers flow four; rapid rivers sev en; moderate wind blows seven, storm moves thirty-six; hurricane, eighty; a rifle ball, one thosand; sound, seven hundred and for ty-three; light, 190,000,; electrici ty, 280,000. A barrel of flour weighs 196 pounds; a barrel of pork, two hundred ; barrel of-rice, six hundred; barrel of powder,twenty five; firkin of butter, fifty-six ; tub of butter, eighty-four. Wheat, bea.ns and clover seed, sixty pounds to the bushel; corn, rye and flaxseed, fifty-six ; buckwheat, fifty- two; barley, forty-eight; oats. thirty-five; bran,twenty; timothy seed, forty-five; coarse salt, eighty-. five. Sixty dIrops make a drachm, eight drachmns an ounce, four ounces a gill, sixteen gills a pint, sixty drops a tablespoonful or half an ounce, two tablespoonfuls an ounce, eight tablespoonfuls a gill,. two gills a coffee cup or tumbler, six fluid ounces a teacupful. Four thousand eight hundred and forty square yards, an acre, a square mile, six hund-ed and.forty acres. To measure an -acre: 209 feet on each side, making a square acre within an inch. There are 2,750 languages. T wo persons die every second. A generation g fifteen year-s; average of life, thirty-one years. The standing army in Prussia, war times, 1,200,000 ; France, 1,360,000 ; Russia, 1,000, 00; Austria, 825,000; iLaly, 200, 000 ; Spain, 100,000 ; Belgium, 95, 000 ; England, 75,000 ; United States, 24,000. Roman Catholics in the United States, 5,000,000. Mails in New York city are one hundred tons per day. New York consumes six hundred beeves dai ly, seven hundred calves, 20,000 sheep, 20,000 swine, in winter. GIVING IN MARRIAGE.-When the gentle Australian concludes to shake off bachelorhood snd be come a married man, or being al ready married, concludes to do it some more, he pursues a course at once simple and expeditious. Club in hand, he "lays for" the woman ef his heart, and when an opportunity for doing so 'without biing caught occurs, he caresses her with that weapon until she falls insensible at his feet ; then he bundles her on his shoulders, car ries her to his ancestral hut, and tumbles her down in a corner to recover at her leisure- and this constitutes the entire marri age ceremony. There is a cheer ful- unconventionality about this way of getting married which con trasts very favorably with the cumbrous method for accomplish ing the same end in vogue in lands denominated civilized, and doubt less many an urfortunate Cauca sian couple matrimonially inclined, compelled to stand the fire of un meaning "congratulations," and to breast the flood of absurd social customs, do greatly envy the free dom from bother enjoyed by their Papuani cousins in the far South Sea. Demoralizing-toothache - . - - ~.-j 7P. ADVERTISINC RATES6 Advertisements inserted at the rat of SIX0C per square-one inch-for'first inaertion, arnd 7.5c. for each subsequent insertiou. "DoOle column advertisements ten per cent on ib1ovo ,qotices of meetings, obituaries and fributc of respect, same rame per square is ordinarT advertisements. - Special notices in local colum 20 cents per line. Advertisements-ot marfmd.0h tOe num ber of insertions *M. be keptj In m forbid and charged accordiv&l.. Special,eautrAcets, ftde P-0 ~Edv Us~ers, withlieaddclu rfi ates, Done.4MNMM 0ihqsnuadfp THACKERAY 0.- DANI,cNao PAi&-. TIES.-Tbe systeni-of eiven*g ar ties is a false and absuraodone. -la-..& dies may frequont themn -rofes - sionally with an eye to a hukba4(d' ' but amanuisa fool- who take ~ ' wife out of such -a*ssemblies,. hav-* ing no other means of jadgi6g.'of the object of -hiscoie a are not the same pro i wbite crapehand sAtizi-slip~~s S you are in your morni ngdr6*. A, man is not the same in -his II-%IL~ coat uLnd feverish glazed' ~ -v and stiff waistcoat, as.heislin green double breasted -fro4k,h black ditto or his woolen4 *~2 And aman is doubly &-W in the habit of frequentin g #j parties, unless he is forced i in search of a lady to' wXomi.-, attached, or uinless -he ed to go for his.w4fe. A loves dancing mnay-be et;. to be a fool; ikfd e greatly gingutwht e 4 creasing goW. iebW ..oftb Do not say that 'he who',' home, or frequents P, . . . . . . balls, is a brute.,wadtii-' " proper respc for the on the contritry,feU.-~ it most siwcAreIF.. H tage, not among* W94~'