The Newberry herald. (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, October 20, 1875, Image 1
A Family Companion, Devoted to Literature, Miscellany, News, Agriculture, Markets, &c.
Vol. XI. WEDNESDAY MORNING, OCTOBER 20, 1875. No. 42.
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LEARN TO KEEP HOUSE.
Beautiful makdens-aye, nature's- fair
queens
Some in your twenties and some in your
teens,
Seeking acomplishments worthy your aim,
Striving for learning thirsting for fame.
Taiag.sochpains with the style of your
hair,
Keeping your lily complexion so fair;
Miss not this item in all your gay lives,
Iearn to keep house-you may one day be
wives
Learn to keep house!
Now your Adonis loves sweet moonlight
walks,
Hand clasps and kisses and nice little talks;
Then as plain Charlie, with his burden of
care.
He must subsist on more nourishing fare,
He will come home at the set of the sun.
Heart-sick and weary, his working day done:
Thence et his sliopered ne'er wish to roam
Learn to keep house that you may keep
home
Learn to keep house!
First in his eyes will be children and wife,
Joy of his joy, and life of his life;
Next his bright dwelling, his table, his
meals
Shrink notat whatmy pen trembling reveals,
Maidens romantic, the truth must be told,
Knowledge is better than silver and gold:
Then be prepared in the spring time of
health
Learn to keep house though surrounded by
wealth
-Learn to keep house!
-0
Let me see,' began Mr. Worden,
in respqnse to a request to tell a
story while we were seated around
the stove in Mills' bar room, one
blastering night last winter. 'Let
me zee. Twentiy-two yearsago, I
entere4the store of Day & Co, as
clerk, and twenty-one years ago,
come the night of the first of Feb
ruary, I had an adventure which I
shall never forget.'
We drew our benches nearer
to the stove and the retired mer
chant, whom we knew had a good
story in store for us. At my side
on the open setteo, sat a man--judg
ing by his silvered hair--about five
and sixty.. He was a traveler, and
a stranger to our entire party, and
during our conversation previous to
the merchant's nar"-tive, had been
aciturn and moody. But when
Mr. Worden began his story his
eyes were fixed upon his face.
'I was not seventeen,' continued
the narrator, 'when I became a
clerk and it was the great event of
my life. The firm toldnmelIwould
have to Bleep in the store. I felt
proud of being allowed to do so;
it showed that they had great faith
in my honesty. So a lounge was
brought in and placed under the
counter4and there, 'after locking
the door, I would lay and dream
till daylight.
During the first part of the win
ter of'48*nur neighboring county of
Herkimer w as infested with a gang
of daring robbers, whose depre
dations were both bold and alarm
ing. The good people became ex
cited; and well might they, for
the villains scrupled not to tak~e
thbe life of any one who dared. to
defend his property.
Vigilance committees were form
ed, and the gang broken up. Sev
eral of the villains were captured,
and their cases decided by Judge
Lynch. Those who escaped the
committee went into neighboring
counties, and ours received a few.
During January several bold rob
beries were committed in Dialton,
which threw our citizens into the
highest state of excitement; but
all efforts-and those made were
strenuous ones-to each the rob
bers were unavailing.
Day & Co., during the excite
ment, sal. back in their easy chairs,
!aughing at the people's scare.
They fancied their store secure,
and when I asked to be allowed to
keep a gun at my bedside, twitted
.rme at what they termed my cow
ardice. It was not cowardice,boys;
but I wanted to give ,the robbers
a bold reception if they paid me a
visit. I thought they iw ould not
fail to do this. for my emniovers
safe seenre, and refused to grant
my request. I had made up my
mind to arm myseif, let the firm
call me what it wished. I lived in
Montauk, then a few miles from
Dialton, and on Sunday night the
last of January, when I returned._
from-a visit home, I brought along
an old sabre, which my grand sire
had used against Scraton, at San
der's creek. That Sabbath night
as I well remember, I did not retire
until near midnight, for I sat up
polishing the old blade. At last,
when the light shining upon it
blinded me, I put it in the sheath
and stood it against the head of
the lounge and went to sleep, fee!
ing that I could overcome a dozen
of the fiercest robbers that ever
made woman or child tremble at
the mention of their deeds.
The following morning ushered
in the last month of winter, and I
forgot to stow away the old arm
out of sight of the firm. When
Dewees, the junior partner, step
ped behind the counter, my pre
parations for defence met his gaze.
'Well, John!'he cried seizing the
revolutionary relic, 'what in the
world ar6 you going to do with
this?'
'I intend to defend the safe and
myself against robbers,' I answer
ed, blushing.
'I believe you're crazy, John,'
he said. 'I would like to see you
wield this clumsy old thing.
Take it home, or sell it as trash.
Day and I will have a hearty
laugh at your expense.'
'I do not care for your laugh,
Hr. Dewees,' I answered, 'and as
for the sabre, it shall remain
here.'
'Do as you please, John; and if
Fou say so I shall purchase a dozen
emetery lots in which you can
inter your dead. But boy, look
%t the doors; suppose a robber
should pick the locks, the strong
bolts would remain, and ten men
.ould never remove them.'
'True,' I replied, 'but breaking
bolts is not the work of an experi
mneed robber. He would cut a
hole through the door, insert his
hand, and push back the bolts.'
'No use to talk to you, John,'
said he, turning to rearrange some
bxes on the shelves ; 'but if a rob
ber should attempt to enter, I'll
ncrease your wages.'
The.old weapon was replaced,
iud when Day entered, the firm
had a hearty laugh at my: fears.
When night came I built a rons
ing fire, and sought my couch be
ieath the counter. Oatside it was
very cold, and the snow was falling
in -blinding flakes. I assure you
[ felt comfortable under the addi
ional coverlets. Mrs. Day had
ent mo that morning. Before
[ retired- I unsheathed the sabre,
o that in case of emergincy it
w o I d make no unnecessary
soise.
It must have been near midnight
when 1 awoke. The storm was
till raging, and the room retained
ut a small- degree of heat from
the stove. I was about to replen
ish the fire, for we did not want
yur large stock of ink to freeze,
when 1 heard a noise as though
rat was gnawing for dear life.
[ listened and soon, discovered
bhe noise was at the front and
louble door.
I1 rose and cautiously struck a.
ight, and donned my pant.s and
stockings. The lamp I turned
low, and grasping the old sabre,
ipproached the door.
Sure enough, the noise was on
the outside, and I knew a man
was cutting a hole below the
trong, large iron bar. The work
ccomplished, he could insert his
land noiselessly, remove the bar,
ad push the door open. With
ated breath and wildly beating
eart, I listened to the sawing ;
he sabre was poised above my
head alongside of the door. Plain
r and plainer grew the noise,
ad at last a circular piece of the
oor was pushed in and I saw two
ingers grasp and draw it out.
I waited for the insertion of
tbe hand, I had determined to
ever it with the sabre. I had
heard no noise outside, and sup
posed the robber was alone. Niot
long did I wait, however, for the
reappearance of the hand. It
moved %-ward the bar. I struck
with all the strength of my
right arm. The robber's hand fell
at my foot, and the bleeding stump
was quickly withdrawn.
. Then, above the war of the
storm, which seemed to increase
every moment, I heard words, and
a noise ns if a person was forcing
his way through heavy drifts.
'I can never use my right hand
again,' I heard a man groan. 'Oh,
God! I might have known that
that qtr-pling was armed. Curse
my foll !'
I picked up the severed member,
and examined it at the light. It
looked as if it belonged to a man
in the meridian of life, and the lit
tle finger was encircled by a heavy
gold ring, with a solitary diamond
setting. It was a right hand, and
the tip of the thumb was missing.
I wrapip-d the band in cotton and.
laid it i: the desk, and replenish
ed the fire, watched the door until,
throughI the fatal opening I saw
limbs bending under their load of
snow.
I opened the door but saw no
tracks; it had snowed all night,
covering up all tracks of the rob
ber. When Deweescame-he al
ways rrached the store half an
hour bc ire Day did-I showed
him the hole and the hand. Of
course he was astonished.
'By G3orge, boy!' be exclaimed,
'your fears were not groundless.
You may keep that old sabre till it
rusts, and from this hour your
wages :tand increased.'
Of course, boys, I was thankful,
because he knocked under to me,
and beeause my wages were in
creased. 'Great search was made
for the robber but he was not
found, an d Iremained in possession
of the ring and the band. Five
years hter I left Dialton, which
had no, been disturbed by robbers
since that memorable night. I
kept t. robber's band in spirits
for near fifteen years, when, neg.
iectingi t, it spoiled, and I buried
it in my lot.
'But -;hat did yoa do with the
ring?' sked the traveller.
'Kcp* it. N~othing could have
induced me to part with it.'
'Woul'd you not return it to the
owner?'
'Perhaps he did not come by it
honestly-he was a robber you
know ?'
The traveler's face flushed.
'Hie d,id sir,' he said.
'What do you know about the
ring and the robber?' -cried Mr.
Worden.
'A good deal. Look there !' and
turning up his sleeve, he displayed
to our ga.ze a handless wrist.
'Rob0erl'-cried the ex-merchant
and half dozen of our party.
'Yes, sir,' said the stranger; 'rob
ber once, but thank God no long
er one. The loss of my right
an<l reformed me. Oh, never
shall 1 forget that night-my
marcb through the drifts to my.
cmpaions in the suburbs of Dial
,on ; how I was compelled (to
save my life,) to hold snow on the
stump. While my comrades in
rime were binding up the wound
d !xem ber, I swore by my God
o forsa'ke my calling. I have
kept my, oath,' he went on. 'I
I sought employment when the
wound had healed, and learning to
use my left hand, I was successful.
[ have amassed wealth-wealth
nopigh to enable me to spend my
remaining days in traveling for
pleasure~. And now my reformer,'
e smiled, 'I would ask you to re
turn moy ring. Did I come by it
dishoi1*stly I would not make the
reques.; but as there is a God, I
did not. It was my mother's.
Upon her death bed, one year be
fore I fell into bad company, she
gave it to me, and told me to wear
it always. She placed it on my fin
ger and I wore it through all my
burgarious operations. Give me
the rie g, sir, and name your price.'
Mr. Worden raised his hand-we
saw ti.o ring. It was very beauti
ful, an i must have costnota small
sum oft money. The merchant
slo.wly .irew it from his finger, up
on wh ich it had glistened for twen
ty yeas;, and passed it over to its
long lost owner. The stranger
drew out a roll of greenbacks.
'Keep, your money,' said Mr.
Worden 'T hwa enough of them.
'The returning of the ring is
reparation for the injury I inflicted
upon you.'
'I am sorry, sir, that you will
not accept the money,' returned
the stranger. 'I value this ring
above riches. Come, let us be
friends. Excuse my left hand,'
and laughing, the two men grasp
ed hands in a hearty shake.
'And now gentlemen, step up to
the bar and drink. Had I not
abandoned the habit long ago, I
would join you.'
. We rose, approached the bar,
and in a bumper, 'drank the health
of the stranger.
'.Now, landlord,' he said, 'show,
me my rocm. I can enjoy sleep
to-night for once again I possess
Lhat dear old ring. Good night,
gentlemen.'
We never learned his name.
5i5ttUittflZ.
GUN MAKING IN ARERICA.
rHE RIFLE THAT WAS MADE BY MR.
A...H. LYMAN OF NEW YORK.
How it is Manufactured-Extraor
dinary Skill of our Gunmakers
Secrets of the Wonderful Precis
ion of Sharpshooters.
In 1862 the writer saw a block
)f solid wrought iron four and
>ne-half inches thick, cut out of
in armor plate of the frigate Roan
>ke, pierced throughand through
with a steel projectile one-half
nch diameter by six or seven
inches long. This projectile was
ired from a rifle invented by A.
El. Lyman, a well-known inventor
>f this city, and was exhibited as
i specimen of what his principle
3ould accomplish; that principle
was simply to explode successive
,harges behind the projectile as it
passed through the barrel, so that
the accumulated force of the ex
plosions wasimparted to the shot in
>ne final effort before it left the muz
fle. - A cannon twelve' feet long
by two and one-quarter inches bore
was made upon this plan and rifled
ane turn in twenty-four inches.
[t was intended, to pierce the
walls of iron clads, and was taken
somewhere out upon Long Island
nd fired on a long range of beach.
Rumor has it that a horseman gal
oped ten miles before he found
this long missile, so great was the
range and- power of flight of the
ah-weight-Iike shot.
Astonishing as are these results,
which in the first instance cited,
are matters of fact, they are not
rnore so than the extraordinary
perfection in the manufacture and
ase Of the Anmerican rifle attain
ad in thbese later days. If one is
i skilled mathematician he may be
able to use the rifle curved like a
oomerang, which' the Irishman
mployed to shoot around corners,
but,. for. most modern purposes
an absolutely straight bore is pre
Eerable. Skill in the use.of a gun
lepends. upon the confidence of
he marksman that the shot will
o where he aims it under all
ircumstarces, and as this is
x first requisite, it is easy to
ee that absolute perfection of
workmanship is indispensable.
his has'been-attained. IRecently
we visited a prominent rifle maker
and examined the guns which
save been so successful, both at
reedmoor and in the internation
I contest at Dollymount, and
t is difficult to see wherein they
~ould be improved.
THE A31ERICAN TARGET RIFLE
3r "Creedmoor," as it is called by
be makers, designed for very long
ranges, is certainly an admirable
weapon. The barrel is made of
lecarbonized steel, forged in a
solid bar and afterward bored to
uit requirements. Decarbonized
steel varies from ordinary steel in
ts nature by being peculiarly soft
and tough, and .without the quail
ty of hardening in water. It
aannot be hardened by ordinary
Enethods. It is fine in grain, close
in texture, and, when of good
1uality, absolutely seamless. It
an be hammered out cold, like
sopper, without splitting; doubled
>ver on itself, and subjected to the
severest tests without failing.
Th othne meal1ic parts of the
gun are made of Sweeds iron,
case-hardened. The principle up
on which the guns are made is
thoroughly American, as are also
the tools by which the principle
is practiced. One general model
having been adopted as in all re
spects satisfactory by the makers,
fac-similes (templets) of each part
are made, and guages adopted
which coverall parts of every piece,
so that each one made is a counter
part of the oth3r. Machine tools
are then adapted to produce these
parts, and on being set in motion
turn out hammers, triggers, guards,
breech-blocks, what you will, in.
finitely. All of these separate
details are examined at every
stage of the process to see if they
agree with the models, and are
then delivered to the workmen
in charge of departments. The
skill of an individual in charge of
any machine has nothing to do
with. the process; the result is
certain, whether he be an expert
in machinery or not; he must, of
course, know what he is doing
in attending his work, but give
the machine iron, as a loom is
given yarn, and it will accomplish
the end marked out forit. It is only
by such means that it is possible
to produce rifies of almost im
peachable accuracy at anything
like a popular price. A weapon so
made can be obtained for $30; cer
tainly very moderate when its dura
bility and reliability are consider
ed. The weight of a long-range rifle
is regulated by the association at
ten pounds and the amount of trig
ger pull at various points to suit
the person using it; it varies from
three to ten pounds. The phiase
"trigger pull" means the actual
weight or force required to ex
plode the charge; in sporting
guns it is much less than in mili
tary, the latter being purposely
set in the excitement of battle
the soldier will be compelled to con
sider what he is doing in finger
ing the trigger, and not explode
the piece prematurely, the barrel
is thirty-two inches long and for
ty-four calibre, and is fitted wi th
peep rear sight, with Vernier scale,
by which means a register may
be kept of the elevation required
for a given distance under varying
circumstances; it has further a wind
guage with interchangeable globe
and split-bar front sight. No tele
scope sights are permitted. It has
also a spirit level attached at
right angles to the bore and just
under the front sight. The object
of this, which may appear inex
plicable to the reader, is that it
serves to indicate when the barrel
is held absolutely on the target ; it
might appear to be so by the
sights only, but at such immense
distances as 3,000 feet and up ward,
any twisting of the barrel, so. that
the stock is turned side wise, would
give a great deviation from the
bull's-eye.
THE ELEVATION OF THE BARREL
neeessary for long ranges is obtain
ed by the rear sliding sigflt. Of
cour-se experts know this ; but all
are not experts. and some fancy,
doubtless, that the marksman
holds his rifle point blank on the
object aimed at; but this is wide of
the fact. At one thousand yards
the casual observer, seeing a rifle
man shoot for the first time, would
fancy the shot would go far over
the mark, so great is the angle at
which the barrel is pointed. As
a matter of fact, the projectile be'
gins to fall as soon as it leaves
the muzzle; and it is easy to see
that long before it had gone two
thousand feet it would fall to the
ground if held point blank. The
elevation at 1,100. yards is 1.73
inches,or nearly an inch and three
uarters; so that in order to
strike the bull's eye the marksman
shoots in reality over it, and makes
his ball fall on it.
The rifling.of the barrel is one
turn in twenty inches, and con
sists of six grooves, varying in
depth from one and one-half one
thousandths of an inch to six one
thousandths. Long range rifles
have very shallow grooves. The
rifle in the hands of Mr. Yale last
year with which he made such
a fne score, had only one and one
half one-thousandths part of an
inch depth of groove: a measure
ment inappreciable by nnnrofes
sional persons. Some idea of this
almost invisible space may be ob
tained from the fact that the
threads of Wamsutta muslin -are.
are about one hundred to the inch;
divide these threads into ten again
and we have thousandths, three
of them indicating the depth of
a modern rifle groove. Fine as
this appears the ball or projectile,
rather, follows them accurately,
and never leads or fouls the bore.
For heavy work in rough countries
the grooves are made deeper, !or
the reason that long ranges are
seldom used,and also that sand and
grit getting in would soon destroy
the shallow rifling used in target
rifles.
THE CARTRIDGB
is a brass shell, centre fire, and
contains for the 44 calibre 95 grains
of powder, much coarser than is
generally supposed. It was a
revelation to the writer, for the
general opinion.is that rifle powder,
of all others, is extremely fine.
The powder for long-range rifles
is like fine gravel used in bird
cages, and it was remarked by the
manufacturers that it was a ques
tion whether it wais still as coarse
as desirable. The weight of the
ball is 545 grains patched, and to
gether with the- powder is in length
31 inches. After each discharge
the shell is ejected in the- act of re
loading, and the same can be used
over and over without iijury for
a long time.
Take it as a whole it is difficult
to see in what respect the stan
dard. American rifle could be im
proved. The writer has certainly
never had any intention of com
peting for a membership in the
American team, but since his re
cent experience has become con
vinced that it is now a foregone
conclusion. A t o n e hundred
yards a circle no larger than 2J
inches diameter was struck cen
tre every time, and all that he
did was to look through the sights
and pull the trigger.
"I never saw such a gun," said
Mr. Winkle, as his chargo. went
skimming along the ground for
the third time close to the tall
gamekeeper's legs. "It will do it.
[t goes off of itself ;" and so it may
be said of the American rifle, that
if the marksman only holds it
'omewhere in the direction of the
spot he wishes the ball to go, it
will do it; it will "shoot centre,"
s the plainsman say, every time.
"THE CHOIR IS B3USTED.'"-In
Deckertown the pastor of a church
being absent the divine who filled
is place did not know about a
ifficulty in the choir. He gave
>u t his hymn selected for the open
ng and read it through. There was
2o musical response-no sound of
raise-from choir or congrega
ion. After a moment's embarras
ing silences a brother arose, and,
alking up to the pulpit, whisper
d in the preacher's ear. The
reacher nodded his head and
miled. He thought the brother
2ad said the wrong hymn had
een read, so he turned the leaves
gain and gave out another. It
was a long one, and he read it
brough, closing with, "Please
>mit one stanza."
A dead silence in the congrega
~ion again. The preacher looked
ineasy, was about to give out an
ther hymn when another brother
rose and spoke from the gallery :
~allery :
"You see, our choir is busted.
ome of 'em thought the bass
ung too low, and some of 'em
~hought the spranny was too high,
md others thought we ought to
ave a better alto, and there
wasn't many that liked the tenor,
mnd so the rest got mad, and they
won't be any singin' to-day."
And so the services were ended
without any "singin'."
A gentleman havig lost his for
une, was slighted by several of
is acquaintances ; among others
n officer passed without noticing
im. "How," said the brave man,
ndignantly, "is it an act of brave
y to give a fallen man a cut ?"
When will the sanitary atithori
~ies wake up to the most terribl4
f evils, and pass a law prohibit
ng harbars fronm natiner.nnin?
MR. JONES' MISAPPREHENSION.
It was only two days ago, remarks
a temperance paper, that Jones
was injudiciously full. Being pain
fully aware of his inebriety, he
endeavored to conceal it from the
public by buttoning his coat very
closely, imparting an abnormal
stiffness to his knees, and tripping
over his own heels. He stalked
up to a street car, walked briskly
in just as the horses started for
ward-and instantly tumbled out
backward without unbending a
muscle. Straightway he recovered
the upright, splashed with mud,
and entered the car and seated
himself beside an acquaintance,
making no sign of his mishap.
Presently he turned to this indi
vidual and queried:
"Klishn ?"
He considered a moment and
then asked: '
"Offetrack ?"
"No."
More relection-sleepily; then
again :
"Runoverprespice ?"
"0."
''Splozhn ?"
",No."
Somnolent cogitation.
"Any ace'dent ?"
"Not-at all."
.1e took this. piece of informa
tion into his intellectual maw, and
digesting it concluded he must be
veiy drunk indeed. Anxious to
cover up- the disgraceful fact- and
turn the matter off respectably,
he shortly turned again with the
bland observation:
"Well, if I'd anone that I wood
ent got out."
He blinked off into an uncon
scious state after awhile, then
"woke up" with his eyes very
wide open, to show that he had
only been thinking. He rode on
about a mile beyond his street,
and was finally taken home in a
hack.
NOT THE FAULT OF THE TOBACCO.
-One day last month, when the
trade was dull, a grocery clerk
procured a piece of sole leather
from a shoemaker, painted it black,
and laid it aside for future use.
Within a few days an old chap
from back in the country came in
and inquired for a piece of plug
tobacco. The piece of sole leather
was tied up and paid for, and the
purchaser started for home. At
the end of the sixth day he return
ed, looking downcast and deject
ed, and walking into the store he
inquired of the clerk:
"'Member that terbacker I got
here the other day ?"
"Yes."
"Well, was that a new brand ?"
"No-same old brand."
"Regular plug terbacker was
it ?"
"Yes."
"Well, then, it's me ; it's right
here in my jaws," replied the man.
"I knowed that I was gittin' pur
ty old, but I was allus handy on
bitin plug. I never seed a plug
ifore this one that I couldn't
hear to pieces at one chaw. I
3ot my teeth onto this one, and
bit, a n d pulled, and twisted
ike a dog arter a root, and I've
kept bitin and pulling for six days,
and thar she am now, the same
as the day when you sold her to
"Seem to be a good plug," re
marked the clerk, as he' smelled
of the counterfeit.
"She's all right; it's me that's
railing!" exclaimed the old man.
'Pass me out some fine.cut. and
['11 go home and deed the farm to
t~he boys, and git ready for the
grave!"'
No DIFFERENCE TO HIr.-Going
pa Detroit street a man saw a
boy about eleven years of age
seated on the sidewalk, bare head
3d, in the full blaze of the scorch
ing sun.
"Bub, you ought not to sit
bhere!I" said the man.
"Why?"
"Because you'll get all tanned
"Makes no difference to me
whether I sit in the sun or the
shade," sadly answered the boy,
'mother tans me up three or four
time a day anyhow." .... -
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THOUGHTS FOR SATURDAY
NIGHT.
Vice is but a nurse of,g4Wioe.
Vain is the i orld, but only to
the vain.
Ultra modesty is very nearly
allied to extreme vanity.
Truth may be violated as much
by silence as by falsehood itself.
If we dive to the bottom of
pleasure we are sure to bring up
dirt.
The beautiful are not always
good, but the good are always
beautiful.
There is a silken string connect
ing all virtue. It is called modera
tion.
Glory will do well in homeopa
thic doses; but it poisons never
theless.
The appreciation of noble deeds
is the next thing to being noble
ourselves.
Thackeray once said, v e r y
finely: Next to excellence is 'the
appreciation of it.
Our whole duty is embraced in
the two ideas of abstinence and
patience.
Doubts increase with knowledge.
It is the unlearned who are most
confident.
The defects of the understand
ing, like those of the face,. grow
worse as we grow old.
Old age is often beautiful, and
properly so, for it is the childhood
of immortality.
THEEE GOOD HANDS AT DRAw
.POKE.-It was a good,old-fashion
ed set down at draw poker. There
were three o f them-Ulysses,
Childs and Murphy.
"I tell you what, it's a jolly
game," remarked the poet laureate,
"when you know it's played on
the square."
"I could never see any pleasure
in cards where there's cheating
going on," added his excellency,
flipping another chunk of ice into
the glass that stood on the table
beside him.
"Faith, you can depend upon it,"
said Murphy, "that a man who
would cheat his own friends ain't
got the right sort of nature in him
a~t all."
Finally there was a "call," and
all threw down their hands simul-.
taneously. Chi!ds had three aces,
so had Murphy, so had Grant 1
Nine aces and only one deck I
Then they all got up without say
ing a word, went out, and walked
forth in different directions.
[Brooklyn Argus.
NETTIE GOEs VIsITING.-"Ainl't
you surprised to see me ?" said a
five-year-old girl, as she trippe.d
into my house in the midst of a
rain storm. "The rain fell all over
me like it ran down through a
strainer, and.[ shooked it off, but
it wouldn't stay shooked. I asked
God to stop, but there was a big
thunder in the way and he could
not hear me, I underspeck ; and I
'most know he couldn't see me,
'cause a black cloud got over my
head as black as-anything! No
body couldn't s e e little girls
through black clouds. I'm going
Lo stay till-the sun shines,and then,
when I go home, God will look
clown and say 'Why, there's Nettie!
She went to see her auntie right
in the middle of the rain ;' and I
guess he'll be just as much ex
prised as you was!-"
"What can I do to make you
love me more ?" asked a youth of
his girl the other evening. ''Buy
me a ring, stop eating onions, and
throw your shoulders back when
you walk," was the immediate re
ply.
There are but few people who
survive to tell how it feels to be
hung, and history suffers because
such as do have a delicacy about
allading to the subject.
Formula of divorce used by a
negro Justice in Desha county,
Arkansas: "As I jined you, so I
bust you 'sander. So go, you nig