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DEVOTED TO POJITIWS, NORALITT, U CATION AND TO TEE aEn iinT Of T USNYTT. By .F DLEY & 00. PICKENS, S. C, TUAY, JANUARY 20, 1681. VOL. X.--NO 18. SOUTHERN NEWS, In North Carolina a poll-tax qualifica tion for suffrage is advocated. It is estimated that the Indian-river country of Florida will alone produce this year 60,000 or 70,000 boxes of or anges. Of 25,125 population of Harrison county, Texas, 17,203 are colored; while of 38,108 persons in Grayson county only 4,558 are colored. Good mules in Mississippi are worth about as much as four bales of cotton, while one can be raised for less than it costs to raise half a bale of cotton. It is proposed to improve the Library building at Augusta, Ga., borrowing money for the purpose froiii the Orphan Asylum and depending on increased in come to gradually reduce the debt. A fiew station-house is demanded at Memphis. The present building was formerly used as a slave market, and it is said that in several instances death has resulted from a night's confinement. Arkansas is in the same belt with Northern Africa, Southern Italy, Egypt and Palestine, countries which, in for mer days, were seats of the highest civ ilization, and the granaries of the world. Receipts of cotton at Madison, Ga., this season already aggregate more than 12,000 bales, and are likely to be more than double those of last season, which were not more than 7,000 bales up to April. An eff)rt is anticipated in the next Legislature of North Carolina to estab lish criminal courts for the whole State or for the larger counties. Some change seems to be made necessary by the heavy doekets. The yield of sugar per acre on the Teche, in St. Mary parish, Louisiana, is simply astonishing. On the left bank, in several instances it has averaged 4,000 pounds, and 3,500 pounds is said to be not unusual. A horrible death has occurred at Holly Springs, Ga., traceable to Christmas hol. idays' imbibition of liquor. Peter Reece fell asleep in a brush pile and froze to death. When he was found the hogs had torn out his bowels. The Richmond State thjinks it was the late Judge Percy Walker, of Alabamn, who sent the famous dispatch north an nouncing the attack on Fort Sumter: "With cannon, mortar and petard, Jeff Davis sends olid Abe his Beauregard." A poor little boy in New Orleans picked up a pocket-book containing $3132.25 in cash and several promissory notes. His mother restored it to the owner, who gave the boy a complete sui of clothes and the mother money to pay three months' rents dueand more besides. In Georgia there is no State law gov erning commercial travelers, but power of taxation is vested in municipalities. In Athens the tax is $10 per week, $25 per month, $10~0 per year. No li'cense is required in Rome, Atlanta, Macon or Columbus. In Savannah the license is the same as that of resident dealers in the, same articles. Three plans or systems u! labor are used in Louisiana. One is the share system, under which the laborer is fur nished with dwelling, land, tools, seed, etc., to make a crop. Another is the tenant system, paying a given rate per acre. On these two systems four-fifths of the cotton plantations in the State are operated. The third plan is that of hir ing laborers by the month, which pre vails in St. Mary and St. Jamea parishes. A meeting has been held at the rooms of the Union Francais, at New Orleans by the Chambre Syndicale Consultative .du Commerce Francais, wvhich approved a report suggesting the appointment of a resident com"'.: --Paris to co-operate with the Chamber, and alL the appoint ment of a special committe. to furnish to the French Consul in Ne N Orleans facts and figures to be laid before Euro pean capitalists with a view to securing ,the establishment of a French financial institution on a large scale. The purpose of the Atlantic coast steamboat canal company in Florida is to construct a steamboat channel connect ing Lake Worth with Indian river, In dian river with Mosquito lagoon and Halifax river, :mnd Halifax with Matan zas river, which would bring the naviga tion up to St. Augustine, thence through North river, and from that point into * the St. John's by a cut into Pablo creek to Mayport, at the mouth of the St. John's, or into Julington creek, which would bring in vessels twelve or fourteen miles south of Jacksonville. It is said ~. thatt this p)rojectedl work would open up for settlement a large extent oftrtor. A LUm e cAUDONO. TAU urp of *x -a burning W hil sae rloing, turniag, Quenh e ts urious yearning, Ages past elucidate. Tme of the time when waving h above the primal world, Thou, a giant palm- Ufl Thiyproud head abv th .nal Of he sthme-oloud's lightning hurled, While the tropic see, hot laying, Round thy roots Its billows ourled. Tell me, did the mamnoth, straying Near that mighty trunk of yours, On the verdure stop and gaxse Which thy ample base displas, Or his weary limbs down layg, Sleep away the tardy hours ? Perchance some monstrous saurian, sliding, Waddled up the neighboring strand, Or leapt Into its native we With something of agility, Though all ungainly on the land - While near your roots, in blood-stained fray, Maybe two chthyo beasts colliding, Bit and fought their lives away. Tell me, ancient palm-corpse, was there In that world of yours primeval, Aught of man In perfect shape ? was there good ? and was there evil T Was there man? or was it ape ? Tell me, lump of carbon, burning Lurid in the glowing grate, IAes there In each human face Something of the monkey'ajrace ? Tell me have we lost a link? Stir thy coaly brain and think, While thy red-amos rise and sink, Ages nest elucidate. JUST IN TIME, Dinner was over at last, and Mr. Wal ter Currie, English Commissioner at the up-country station, at Huttee-Bagh, Northern India, had gone upon the -% randa, with his wife and his two gues the Colonel and Ma'or of the -thlig t infantry, to enjoy the cool of the eveL Mg. On three sides the house was sur rounded by its compound, a large in closed space serving the purpose of a courtyard, but the fourth was only sep arated by a small patch of garden from the road, along which a number of native women were passing with their little pitchers on their heads. The sight of them naturally turned the conversation upon a favorite subject with all Anglo-Indians, viz., the char acter of the natives and the best mode of dealing with them. " There a only one way," said the Colonel, emphatically. " Tell 'em what they are to do make 'em do it and thrash 'em well if they don't. -That's my way." " Well, I venture to differ from you there, Colonel," said Mr. Currie, quietly. "I had to do some thrashing once or twice, I own, but most of mynative ser vants get along very well without it and they seemto serve me excellently, I assure you." "I wish you had been in my place then," retorted the Colonel; "you'd ?ave changed your opinion, I warrant. Why, the year before last, when I had charge of two battalions of the rascals down at Buttepoor, because there wasn't another Queen's officer within reach just like my confounded luck 1-there was no getting aniything done unless I did it myself. By Jove, sir ! I had to be everything at once-my own 9uar ter master, my own Sergeant Major, my own caterer, and-" "And your own trumpeter, Col. An nesley ?' asked Mrs. Currie, with an arch smile. The Colonel's broad face reddened ominously, and an explosion seemed imminent, when a sudden clamor of angry voices from the road below drew them all to the front veranda. The cause of the disturbance was visi ble at a~ glance. Two half-drunken En glish soldiers, swaggering along the road, had come into. violent contact with a native who was running past'; and one of them, enraged at the collis ion, had felled the poor lad to the grond, and was unclasping his own belt with the evident intention of beat ing him nnmercifully. "Served the young whelp right,', shouted the Colonel, rubbing hishands ; " that's just what they all want." The other officer! Maj. Armstrong popularly oalled Maj. Strongarm-was a huge, brawny, silent man, whose forte lay in acting rather than talking. During the whole discussion he had sat like a great bronze statue, never utter ing a word ; butt at sight of this man ill-using this child, he woke up rather startlingly. To lea pto the ground twelve feet be low, to dart across the garden, to vault ever the high stockade beyond, was the work of a moment for the athletic Major, and in another instant he had raised the boy tenderly from the ground, while say ing to the foremost soldier, in the low, compressed tone of a man who means what he says : "Be off with vou." " And who the deuce are rou, shovin' yer nose in where you ain t wanted ?" roared the infuriated ruffian, to whose eyes the Major's plain evening dress bore no token of his being an officer. " Jist you-" The sentence was never finished. At the sound of that insolent defiance Armstrong's sorely-tried patience gave way altogether, and the powerful right hand which had hewed its way through a whole squatdron of Shiv cavalry fell like a sledge-hammer upon his oppo nent's face, dashing him to the ground as if he had been blown from the mouth of a gun. " Well done, Maj. Armstrong," shouted Mr. Currie from above. " You deserve your name, and no mistake." At that formidable name the soldier took to his heels at once, and Armstrong, without even looking at his prostrate an tagonist, proceeded to look at the hurts of the boy." The latter was sanely brnised in many ,end Gas blood wo M0'a dIt' e oy ver his swarthy fao; but the liggie hero still did his beat to stand ere and to keep down every sign of the pain which he was en You're a brveU7, and you'll make a soldier some day," said the Major to him in Hindoostanee. " Come with me and I'll see that no one molests you again." The lad seized the huge brown hand which had defended him so bravely, and kissed it with the deepest reverence; and the two walked away together. Six months have come and gone, and Mr. Currie's hospitable home presents a very different spectacle. The pretty garden is trampled into dust and mire, and the bodies of men and horses are lying thick among the fragments of the half-destroyed stockade. All the wi4dows of the house are blocked up, and through the loop-holed walls peer the muzzles of ready rifles, showing how steadily the besieged gar rison stands at bay against the countless enemies, whose dark, fierce faces and glittering weapons are visible amid the half-ruined building and matted thick ets all around. The Sepoy mutiny of 1857 is blazin sky-high over Noithern India, and Col. Annesley is blockaded in Huttee.. Bagh, with a certainty of a hideous death for himself and every man of the few who are still true to him, unless help comes speedily. Day was just breaking when two men held a whispered council in one of the upper rooms. "No fear of the water running short," said Maj. Armsrong, "but, even upon half rations, the food will be out in four days more.' " And then we'll just go right at them, and cut our way through or die for it !" growled the old Colonel, with a smile on his iron face, for, with ahi harshness and injustice, CoL Annesley was " grit " to the backbone. " We mustn't say anything to them about it, though," added he, with a side glance at Mr. Currie, who, standing in the further corner, was anxiously watching the thin, worn face of his sleeping wife. At that moment a loud cheer from below startled them both, and the next moment Ismail (the "Major's boy," as every one now called him) burst into the room with a glow of unwonted excite ment on his dark face. "Sahib," cried he, "there is hope for us yet! A detachment of Ingleez (En glish) are coming up the other bank of the river; if we can send word to them as they pass we are saved." "How do you know?" asked the Major eagerly. "I heard the Sepoys say so while I was lying 'hid among the bushes yon der," answered the lad. "Among the bushes yonder?" roared the Colonel, facing around. "Have you really been in the midst of those cut throat villains listening to what they said. Whatever did you do that for?" "I did it for Sahib Armstrong's sake," replied the boy, proudly; "because he was good to me," The Colonel turned hastily away to hide the flush of not unmanly shame that overspread his hard face; and Arm strong smiled slightly as he heard him mutter: "By Jove! these dhaps aren't so black as they're painted, after all." "But if the troops are beyond the river how can we communicate with them?" asked Mrs. Currie,who, awakened by the shouting had arisen and joined the group. "T ey may not pass near enough to hear the firing, and we have no means of sending them word." "Fear nothing for that, mem-sabib" (madam), answered the Hindoo boy, quietl'y. "I will carry them word my sell." "But how can you possibly do it ?" cried Mrs. Currie, thunderstruck by the confident tone in which this mere child spoke of a task from which the hardiest veteran might well have shrunk. " Listen, Sahib," answered [smail. " I will slip out of the house and make a dash into the enemy's lines, as if I were deserting from you to them, and you 3an tell your people to fire a shot or two after me with blank cartridge as I go. Then the Sepoys will receive me kindly, and I'll tel them tat you're all dying of thirst, and that they must only wait one day more to make sure of you, so that they won't care to make another attack. Th~en, when they have no sus picion, and thamk I'm quite one of them selves, I'll steal away and slip across the river.'' " But are you quite sure the Sepoys will believe you ?" asked Maj. Ar strong, doubtfully. "The'll believe this, anyhow," re p lied the boy, deliberately making a deep gash in his bare shoulder and stain my~ his white frook with the blood ashe glided from the room, followed by Arm strong. The p lan was soon explained to the men below, and a moment later Ismail's dark figure was seen darting like an ar row across the open space in front of the building, followed by a quick discharge of blank cartridges from marksmen at the loopholes. The sound of the firing drew the attention of the Sepoys, sev eral of whom ran forward to meet him. In another instant he was in the midst of them. "I can scarcely see for those bushes," said Col. Annesley, "but he seems to be showing them the wound on his shoulder, and telling them it was our doing." At that moment an exulting yell from the enemv came pealing through the air. "'That a the story of our being short of water, for a guinea !" said the Major; " it was a ver y good thought of his. If it only delaya their attanck two days lon gar, there may be time fot help to asive yet." Slowly and wearily the long hours of that fearful day wore on. The. heat was so terrible that even the native soldien of the garrison could barely hold their own against it, and the handful of En glishmen were also helpless. Had the Sepoys attacked them, all would have been over at one blow; but hour passed hour, and there was no sign of an as sault. At length, as afternoon gave lace to evening, a movement began show itself in the enemy's lines. Then curls of smoke rising above the trees showed that the evening's meal was In prepara tion; then several figures with pitchers in their hands were seen going toward the river, among whom the Colonel's keen eyes detected Ismail. " By George I" cried the old soldier slapping his knee exultingly, "that lad's worth his weight in gold I There's his way down to the river right open to him without the least chance of suspicion. Why, he's a born gentleman-nothing less!" Every eye within the walls was now turned anxiously upon the distant group, fearing to see at any moment some movement which would show that the trick was detected. How did Ismail mean to accomplish his purpose? Would he plunge boldly into the river, without any disguise, or had he some further stratagem in preparation? No one could say. Suddenly, as Ismail stooped to plunge his light wooden dipper into the water, it slipped from his hands and went float ing away down the stream. A cry of dis may, a loud laugh from the Sepoys, and then the boy was seen running frantically along the bank and trying in vain to catch the vessel as it floated past. " What on earth's he up to ? " grunt ed the Colonel, completely mystified. "I see ! " cried Maj. Armstrong, tri umphantly; "there's a boat yonder among the reeds, and he's making for it. Well done, my brave boy I" But at that moment a yell of rage from the Sepoys told that the trick was discovered. Luckily those on the bank had left their pieces behind, or poor Ismail would soon have been disposed of ; but the alarm instantly brought up a crowd of their armed comrades, whose bullets fell like hail around the boat and its gallant little pilot. " Let us fre a volley and make a show of sallying out," said the Colonel; "it'll take their attention from him." But in this he was mistaken. The first rattle of musketry from be hind the house did indeed recall most of Ismail's assailants, but at least a dozen were left, who kept up an incessant fir ing, striking the boat again and again. All at once the Colonel dashed his glass to the floor with a frightful oath. Between the two gusts of smoke he had seen the boat turn suddenly over. and go whirling down the river, keel upward. " There's an end of the poor lad," mut tered the veteran brokenly. " God bless him for a brave little fellow. And now, old friend, we must just die hard, for there's no hope left." The first few hours of the night passed quietly, -and the exhausted defenders utterly worn out, slept as if druge with opium. But a little after midngt the quiok ears of the two veteran officers --the only watchers in the whole gar rison except the sentries themselves caught a faint stirring in the surround ing thickets, which seemed to argue some movement on the p art of the enemy. Listening intently for a few moments, they felt certain that they were right, and lost no time in arousing their men. The scanty stores of food were opened once more, and, crouched together mn the darkness, the doomed men took what they fully believed to be their last meal on earth. " They're coming I" said Ma~j. Arm strong, straining his' eyes into the gloom through a loop-hole. " I hear them creeping forward though I can't see them." " What the deuce was that ?" ex claimed the Colonel, suddenly. " It looked like a fiery arrow flying past." "It's worse than that," saia the Ma jor, in a low voice. " The rascals are shooting lighted chips of bamboo out on to the roof to setit on fire. Send the women up with buckets to flood the thatch ; there's not a moment to lose." "i'll go and see to it myself I" cried Mrs. Currie, hastening out of the room. Bnt the power of this new weapon had already become fatally manifest. The house was an old one, and dry as tinder from the prolonged heat, and as fast as the flames were quenched in one place they broke out in another. When the day dawned the fire had al ready got a firm hold of one corner of the building, and a crushing discharge was poured upon all who attempe to extinguish it, while the triumphant yell of the human tigers below told them that they felt sure of their prey. "It's all over with us, old fellow," said the Colonel, grasping the old comrade's hand ; " but, at least, we shall have done our duty." " Give me one of your pistols," whis pered Mrs. Currie to her husband, in a voice that was not her own. " I must not fall into their hands alive." At this moment Maj. Armstrong was seen to start and bend forward, as if lis tenn intently'; for he thought-al thuhhe could scarcely believe his ears-that he had suddenly caught a faint sound of distant firing. In another instant he heard it again, and this time there could be no doubt, for several of the others had caught it likewise, and a gleam of hone once mc - " mar beggaSo hees oM bloodsho eyes. oIuder saa nesew esae the welcome sound, while the sudden terror and oov. fusion visible among the enemy showed that they, too, were at no loss to guess the meng Then hihabove the din arose the well-known "hurrah I " and through the smoke-clouds broke a chargng line of littering bayonets and ruddy English facs, weeingaway the cowardly mur derer. as . sun chases the morning mist. " That boy's worth his weight in goId," said Col. Annesley as a few hours later, he listened to ismail's secount of how he had dived under the boat and kept it between him and the Sepoys, that they might think him drowned. "He's the pluckiest little fellow I've seen, and, although he belongs to the Major, I'm going to take my share of helping him on, by Jove I" The Barr-Hamilton Duel. On the 4th day of July, 1304, Alex ander Hamilton and Aaron Burr had met for the last time as public charac ters at the dinner of the Cincinnati. The arrangements for the duel, which were of the most secret character, had then been fully made, but not one guest at the dinner would have suspected their existence. Eye- -vitnesses long afterward recalled the imperturbable face of Burr and the vivacity of Hamilton, who was in the chair, and over the walnuts and the wine sang the ballad of "The Drum." Eleven days later the antego hists met at Weehawken-the beauties of which, as sung by Halleck and Aob ert 0. Sands the local poets of the riod, have to- been destroyed. 7 rooks on whi the adversanes stood have been made into blocks of Weehaw ken granite and pave the streets of the metropolis. William P. Van Ness, who eight years afterward filled the office now filled by Judge Choate, was Burr's second on that dark day, and Judge Nathaniel Pendleton, the grandfather of Benator Pendleton, was Hamilton's seo ond. Matthew L. Davis, " the spy at Washington," a journalist thought to be closely connected with Burr, and the famous Dr. Hosack waited in a dell be low the dueling ground near the water's edge, where wonderingly sat the boat men who had ferried the parties over. At twelve paces the rivals faced each other-Hamilton placed so that he took his last look at the city. Burr fired as the lips of Judge Pendleton clesed on the word " Present," and Hamilton was shot dead before he could bring his pistol to a level. It is doubtful whether he meant to fire at all on the first exchange of shots, for when Judge Pendleton had inquired "Shall I set the hair trigger ?" his prin cipal had meaningly said "Not this time." The wound was soon pronounced mortal by Drs. Hosack and Wright Post and certain consulting surgeons of emi nence whom Gen. Key, the French Con sul, summoned from three French frig atos which had anchored in the harbor. In thirty hours after the encounter Hamilton was dead. Possibly his death agonies, which the sugens described as acute, were intensifed by the re membrance that lees than three years previously his eldest son, Philip, had also been killed in aduel. By his bed side stood his fifth child, John Church Hamiltoni, who still lives at the age of 8years. Among the other children by the bedside were Angelioa, who died un married ; Alexander, Jr. who left no ehildren ; James Alexanaer, who mar. ried Miss Mary Morris, 'and died at Dobb's Ferry two or three years ago, leaving four daughterri and one son. Alexander, a disynguished lawyer; William Stephan, who died a bachelor in California ; Elisa, who became Mrs. Augustus Holly, and Philip, the young est, who married the daughter of Lomis MoLane, and whose son, Dr. Allan Mc Lane Hamilton, is a well-known phys ician in this citv. The verdict of the Coroner's jury, ' that Aaron Burr, Vice President of the United States, was gil' ty of the murder of Alexander Ham ilton, and that William P. Van Ness and Nathaniel Pendleton were accessor ies," lies now among the musty files of the Court of General Bessions.-New York World. Mills for Marbles. Almost all the marbles with which boys everywhere amuse themselves, in season and out of season, on sidewalks and in shady spots, are made at Ober stein, Germany. Thre are large agate quarries and mills in that neighborhood, and the refuse is turne to good account m proiizgthe sal stone balls for experts to 'knuoke" with. The stone is broken into smal cubes, by blows of a light hammer. These stnall blocks of stone are thrown by the shovelful into the hopper of a small mill, formed of a bedatone, having 4fa surface grooved with concentrate furrows. Above this is the "runner," which is of some hard wood, having a level face on Its lower surface, The upper block is made to revolve rapidly, water being delivered on the grooves of the bedstone where te marbles, are being rounded. It takes about fifteen minutes to finish half a bushel of good marbles, ready for the boys kuckes.One mill will turn out 169,000 marbles per week The ver hardest "orackers," as the boys cl them, are made by a slower process, somewhat analogous to the other. A warrua in Land and Wafer sys " What a mistake It is to put marble statues, in the open air in London I There is an -effigy of the Queen in the Royal Exchange. In fine weather the features are soot-begrimed, and on wet days the water flows in dirty furrow. down the cheeks." m Iove. A story Is tdd of the late C ; who, as is well known, was a mlost f thful wife, in spite of the long oontinued harsh treatment and neglect of the Czar, and a wise and devoted mother. Although a strict observer of the rules of the Greek Church, she al ways opposed the tendency to substitute forms and ascetic ceremonies in religion, in Place of true feeling and domestio eve -ay duty Svisiting the Smolnoje Institute for girls, some years ago, the Empress, during the examination of the pupils, suddenly asked, "What is love?" The young ladies blushed as though an improper question had been proposed, became greatly confused and were silent. Madame Teontieff, the directress, kneel ing, begged leave to state to Her Majesty that all knowledge of this dangerous suh - ject was prohibited brher, and that, in all probability, the pupils did not even know the meaning of the word. The Czarina frowned. "So far from being a dangerous subject, madame," she said, "love should be the pure main spring of a woman's life; first love for her parents; then, love for her husband ; lastly, love for her children ; and love for God always. If your pupils hQve not this, they are badly prepared for the du ties of life." The 'Empress left the Institute, and the next day, Madame Leontieff was re moved as incompetent by the Imperial Ministry of Education. In American society, the mention of love is too often received by young girls with a blush and a 'ggle, which betray the narrow and vulgar meaning which they attach to the word. It is to them simply a flirtation with some young man, which may or may not end in a mar t in the fault of their mothers if they are not taught to know and respect that divine quality of devotion and self-sacri floe, which alone can ennoble a woman's life, and which, whether it is given to parent, child, or lover, makes her more akin to her Master. If we were asked for a typical picture of love in the present time, we shoild choose, not a pretty little g1 sitting by a moustached youth in the moonlight, but Mary Diller standing by her old helpless father on the burmng deck of the Seawanhaka, the flames wrapping, her like a garment, and burning her eyes blind.- Youth's Companion. A Witty Judge. Readers of Shakespeare have always en. joyed the wit of "Portia," in the Merchang of Veniee by which she saved "Antonio" from the knife of "Shylock." The pretend ed judge affirmed the right of "Shylock" to his pound of flesh, but added, should a drop of blood be shed in taking it, his life would be forfeited. A California judge has shown equal wit. A hard character, well-known as a thief, was indicted for entering a miner's tent, and stealing a bag of gold dust. The theft was proved, Hie had been seen to cut a slit in the tent and reach in and take the bag. A bright thought occured to the counsel for the defence. " How far did he get when he took the dust?" "About half-way in, as he reached over " said the witness. "li[ay it please your honor," said the shrewd lawyer, "I shall demand the acquittal of my client. The indictment is not sustained. Hie did not enter the tent. Can a man enter a house when one-half of his body is in, and the othez half out? The jury and judge were equal to the emergency. The lerdict of the jury was, "Guilty as to one-half of his body, and not guilty as to the other half." The sentence of the judge was, " Imprison ment for the guly part, of two years. The prisoner may leave the otl}er part behind, or take it with him." The sharp lawyer was outwitted. Realthy Hints to Students. " Health Notes for Students " is a neat little pocket pamphlet, condensed by Prof. Burt G. Wilder f rem his course of six lectures on hygiene, delivered at Cornell University. It embodies many useful sugestions respecting choice of room, foo, clothing ventilation time and method of studiy, sleep, ex~rcise, bathing care of the eyes, and stimu lants. iie advises students to make breakfast their principal meal, not be cause the forenoon is usually longer and more fully occupied than the afternoon. but because a hearty mid-day dinner is apt to incapacitate one for both mental and bodily work during a large part of the afternoon. He thinks that break fast should always include oatmeal, mush, oi oracked wheat, with plenty of milk ; and that in place of meat, at least for an occasional change, two or three ears are desirable.. Early Rising. A German physician of celebrity has lately been investigating the subject of early rising, and has come to the con elusion that, far from making a man "healthy, wealthy and wise," it has quite the contrary effect, and shortens life, instead of prolonging it. In the majority of cases which he has inves tigated, the long-livers have indulged ini late hours, and at least eight out of every ten persons who attained the age of 80 and upward were in the habit of not retiring to rest until the amall hours, and remaining in bed until the day was far advanced. He has no doubt what. ever that early rising is a most perni cious habit for those who go to bed late, and, like Charles Lamb, think* it better and, like Charles Lamb, thinks it better for everybody to delay getting up until the mornin hash had a nhanoe to be come well ard