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DEVOTID TO POLITI0S, MORALITY, EDUCATION AND TO TIE SINUBAL INTUEST @F TUE UOUITY. By D. F. BRADLEY & 00. PICKENS, S. C., THURSDAY, MARCH 10, 1881. VOL. X. NO. 26. The Elder Booth. Botth, the elder, knew his characters by intuition; he could assume or doff them instantaneously at will. One night, in the Charleston Theater, while playing in the " Iron Chest," he stood at te " wing" with Jefferson. The lat ter was playing Sampson, and Booth, of course, his great part of Sir Ed ward. While they were thus standing, Booth, who was waiting for his "cue," said to Jefferson: "By the way, Joseph, I notice that Xou don't'sing the song in this part of . ampson. Why don't you do it in the way your grandfather used to (1o?" "Well, Mr. Booth," replied the young man, "I think it must be for the reason that I don't know how. I never knew there was a song sung in the part." 9 "Oh, yes," replied Booth, at once as suming the air and facial expression of a comedian, " your grandfather used to do it ca itally. This is the way the song ran -and Booth went on with a won derfully droll expression on his face, and sang a ditty begining: A trave!er stopped at the widow's gate. Suddenly, and while he was in the midst of this performance, the "cue' Was given for his appearance on the stage. in an instant he dropped the comedy part which he had for the mo 'ment assumed, rushed before the foot lights, had his great scene with Wilfred, and, coming off again, met Jefferson and at once resumed the expression of Samp son with all naturalness, and with out a thought of affectation, went on to describe how the young man's grand father sang the comic song : " A trav eler stopped at the widow's gate." The elder Booth's memory was quite as remarkable as were some of his other characteristics. During hisengagement with Jefferson he and the company went from Charleston to Augusta, a trip which Booth had not made for many years. Yet, at every station at which he stopped lie stopped lie was able notonly *to recall the names of the principal planters who had formerly lived there but with t)e utmost exactness told the number of bales of cotton they had made in a certai year, the number of slaves they had owned and other details of the same ninute character. During this engagement Mr. Jefferson played continuously with Booth, assum mIg such parts as Sampson, the Grave Digger, in " Hamlet, ' and the Lord Mayor, in "Richard III" which latter part for some hiddenreason is always thrown to the lot of the come dian. His impressions of Booth and MNacready are that the one was in every :eense a born actor, while the latter was tie greatest example of what can be ac comlished by close application, keen tchiigeneo and untiring study. The hlt ter won, according to Mr. Jef'erson's viows, by art ; Booth succeeded by nat iral intinet. No man, according to Mr. Jeffernon, has ever appeared upon iho stage who throw more intensity, soil airi passion into his performance than did Booth when he was at his best. Cracking Wheat heto Flour. Minnesota millers no longer "grind" wheat into flour. They "crack" it, and the people of the Northwevst claim that the new process makes their hitherto in kerior wheat the most valuab~le in the 'world. Burr stones are thingys of the )past and Hungarian steel rollers have 'taken their place. These rollers are about thirty inches long and eight inches in diameter, it takes five sets of steel rollers to finish the flour. Eiach set of rollers run closer than the preceding. After the 'wheat passes each Bet of rollers it is bolted or sifted through course cloth. 'This cloth lets the disintergrated par ticles of wheat through and passes off the bulky and larger pieces, which are run through another and a closer set of rollers and cracked again. The last rollers have little else but wheat hulls and waxy germs of wheat, which do not crack up, but smash down like a piece ,.of wax. The germ of a kernel of wheat is not good food. It makes flour black. By the old millstone process this waxy germ was ground up with the starchy ortion and bolted through with the ,our. By the new system of cracking' the kernel instead of grinding it this germ is not ground, but flattened out and sifted or bolted out, while the starchy portions of the wheat are crushed into y powdered wheat or flour. All the big mills of Minneapolis now manufacture by the new process. i1 Giving Uip Their Dead. An interesting and important point concerning the finding bodies of drowned. persons in the Mississippi river is made 'by Deputy Coroner Preadlow, of St. Louis, who has been engaged in secur ing and caring for these bodies for near b ly twenty years. April is the great month for the finding of bodies inl the river. Then is the time when what they term the five and six monthers are found. 'Bodies that have been at the bottom of the river all winter always rise in April. In fact, all the cases of drowning in the wvinter are surely heard of in April, if ever. Most cases of drowning, the fig uires prove, take place in August. Then, the water being warm, the body rises to the surface within forty-eight hours after its disappear anlce. In May, the body that goes to the bottom is seldom heard of until nine days have passed by. .The temper ature of the water governs the time. So long as the water is cold the body is pre merved. As soon as the 'water commences to ohange from cold to warm the tissues expand and soften, and the body be comes filled like a sponge with water. This equivalent weight makes the body; weigh less than the water and it rises to the surfae A BAC0RELOR98 SIGHES. A life misspent, an inoompleted mission, A house all void of merry laugh Pertain unto that fractional condition Of man without a better half. No one to cheer him in this world's unrest, And soothe a debt-benuddled brain; No love with fertile fancy to suggest Some way to " raise the wind" again. No one to laugh with him when all is bright, Nor weep when Joys seem over gone Alas I no ungers, deft and white, To sew a nissing button on. No pure-white brow no love-lit eyes of blue, No trosses moved by summer breeze; Ah me I no dewy lips of rosy hue, No ling'ring, soft., white hand to squeeze. No sympathetio hope of morn of life, Nor memory when he Is old So sad the thought! no meek and gentle wife To sneer at when the coffee's cold. And duties over, when the long day dies, No need of ggntle wifely tones, No one to aiak with glad, expecting eyes, " Dear, did you get the best of Jones ?" 0! earthly joys and pleasures he is bare, lie has no hope of heaven withal; No school for Christian resignation where He never heare a baby squall. A PECULIAR WOMAN, "Ketch hold, TQm. There ! I declare if you ain't spilled about a quart! I knew you would get it too full." " I didn't spill more than ten drops, Cousin Silence. How you worry over the loss of a little grease." "It's one of my principles to save, as you might a'learned long ago." " I believe in prudence; but what's a few drops of lard more or less on this farm, and nobody knows how much in bank? You skimp and screw as if you think there were danger of your getting oil the town." "Well, you are the frankest young man I ever saw," and Silence Withers put her arms akimbo and gazed at her young cousin, Tom Lowey, as if lie was a curiosity escaped from some mu seum. " Yes; I was always noted for my frankness," said Tom, coolly, "and I never hesitate to speak my mind when duty urges. However, I don't want to hurt your feelings, Cousin Silence." "No danger,' said Miss Silence, with a laugh of derision. " I am no spring chicken, an' my feelin's have grown tough. But the idea of your duty urgin' you to speak your mind to me ! Perhaps you don't recollect the whippin's I used to give you." " I haven't forgotten," laughed Tom. " You used to make me do my duty in those days. But I wish I could convince you that it would be only a Christian act for you to send a little help to Mrs. Bald win. You wouldn't feel the spending of $50 out of your $50,000." " Massy sakes I It seems as if other folks know more about my business than I do myself. Fifty thousand I Law I Who said I was worth that much ?" " Oh, it's common talk," replied Tom. "Well, it won't do you any good to talk. You'll never see the color of my money after I'm dead and gone. I've made my will ; and, since plain speak in' pleases 4'ou, I'll make free to say you ain t, mentioned in it. So, there !" "I calculate to take care of myself," said Tom, tilting the chair against thei wall. "Leave your money wherever you choose ; I don't want, it. h " The day may come when you will want it, Tom Lowey, and then you'll be sorry for sayin' them words. I'll re member 'em ; so will you when your pride has its fall. There's plenty of things I can leave my money to; it won't go begging." " I guess not." "You'd more'n guess if you were to live here a spoil and see the stream of visitors I have. There ain't a day but I get nagged ab~out my money by some body. Deacon B3onney thinks it's his bounden duty to advise me to leave it to found an orphans' home. Old Mr. Craig wants it left to Wolfboro Acad emfy ; 'Squire Darby has his mind on it for a public library, and the minister thinks I ought to remember what a debt's on the church. To hear 'em talk ou'd think I had one foot in the grave. Idon't give none o''em any satisfaction, and then they say I'm peculiar. Well' perhaps I am'; but I don't see no possi'. bility of any change in my natur'." Tom laughed. He was spending a couple of hours at the farm, which had been is only home until bo began to " scratch for himself," to use his gant cousin's expression. Now he necver left more than a day or two pass without looking in on the lone spinster to see if lie could give her any help, and to-day l'c was makimg himself useful in lifting jars and boilers of hot grease oni and off the stove, for Miss Silence was trying out lard. Tom's law practice, as y4bt, was not very exacting, much to his regret ; and lie had more time on his hand~s than pleased him. "Bnt, now, do promise you'll send Mrs Baldwin something for Christmas, Cousin Silence," said Tom, returning to> the attack. " I never promise what .[ don't mean to p~erform,' was the characteristic an swer he received to his pleading. "Mar tha Baldwin and me ain't been on speak in' terms for these 'five years, and l'd be makin' myself pretty small to) send( her Christmas presents. I'd soon be on the town if I began to help all the poor folk you know, it 'pears to me you takre a mighty dee p interest in them Baldwins, Tom. Melissa Bonney let out a hint that you was a sparkin' that Prissy Car.. roll." " I wish Melissa Bonney would mind her ow~n business." " Don't get riled. I dare say it's true. 'T would be like you to court a gal with out a penny, because you've not a pen niy yourself. Prissy Carroll's boon raised out of charity by hea aunt." "That don't make her less lovable, Cousin Silence." " Now, Tom Lowey," said Miss Si lence, brandishing the big iron spoon with which she stirred the lard, " dou't make a fool of yourself over a pretty face. Butter your bread before you eat it. There's Melissa Bonney, whose father's worth-" " That's enough," interrupted Tom, and, before Miss Silence coud stop him, he wias out of the kitchen door and walked briskly down to the gate. " Law sakes I what peculiar creatures men are ! Talk of bein' peculiar ; why, J ain't a circumstance to that Tom Lowey. He'll marry that Prissy Car roll now, if it's only to show me lie didn't care for my money." And with a sigh, Miss Silence went back to her lard. "e Christmas gift, indeed I" she mut tered, after standing for some time in deep thought; "I think I see myself eating humble pie to Martha Baldwin." But, somehow or other, her conscience did not feel quite so easy as it had felt before Tom's call. An hour later Tom was sitting in the Widow Baldwin's small nTterlor. vith his arm around a very trim waist, and a ver7 lovely golden head resting on his shoulder. It was very evident that the closest economy was necessary with the Baldwins, for the carpet was patched and worn, and the muslin curtains washcd threadbare, and the furniture in saa neea or varmisn and new hair cloth. " I wish I saw my way clear to take you out of this, Prissy," said Tom, with a sigh, " but clients are scarce enough in Wolf boro." " Now, Tom, where's the need to worry ? I couldn't leave Aunt Martha, an.y way. We are both young enough to wait." " You're too good for this world, Prissy," said Tom, with a kiss on the dinled white chin. " There's some one knocking ; lot me go," cried Prissy, springing up and run ning to the door. It was no visitor, but the hired man from Miss Silence's farm, with the spring wagon, which he had brought to convey Tom to his cousin's home, for Miss Si lence had, not ten minutes after his de parture. ain hour previous, overturned a kettle of lard by accident, and been ter ribly scalded. " Where's my hat ?" cried Tom, in great excitement, while the man was telling how lie had wasted timo by go ing to the office first, and, not-finding him there, had hunted him up. " Let me go with you, Tom; I know I can help," cried Prissy, as her lover was springing into the i It wagon. "Oh, Prissy', if you only would." " Wait until I get my bonnet and shawl and tell Aunt Martha. I won't be gone a minute," and Prissy rushed into the kitchen, where her aunt was ironing. " Go, by all means," said Mrs. Bald. wiu, when she had grasped the meaning of the girl's incoherent explanation. "Stay as long as you are needed, and don't worry about me.". Miss Silence made no remark when Prissy entered her room with Tomn. She was in great pain, and was thankful to see even this member of the hated Bald win family. For three weeks Prissy was chief di rector at the farm, and managed so elev erly that Miss Silence had nio chance to find fault. But the grim spinster had no word of commendation for the young girl's untiring industry. " I calkerlate to pay you for what you have done," she said one day, as she watched Prissy making bread. " You needn't think you're workin' for noth in'. "I don't want any pay, Miss Silence," said Prissy, with trembling lips; "I am only too glad to do what I can, be cause-" She hesitated and turned scarlet. " Becauise you're in love with Tom," finished Miss Silence. "Oh, you ineedn't blush; I know all about it, and, if lie chooses to break his head agin a stone wall, I ain't a-goin' to stop him." At the end of three weeks Miss Silence was able to be about again, and Prissy wvent home, declining the $20 bill for her services. But she had not been gone three hours when the hired man came from the farm, with two large baskets, which he sat down on Mrs. Baldwin's kitchen floor. " Compliments of Miss Silence, and she sent these in >lace of the money," and was driving of in the sp)ring wagoni before Prissy could recover sufficiently from her astonishment to ask him any questions. The baskets were full * f good things of every sort, and th was a royal Christmas dinner for the~ Baldwins the next day, much to the joy of the chmil dren, who had contemplated, ruefully, daming on mush and potatoes. Prissy sent a note or thanks to Miss Silence by Tom, but she never received an answer. Time moved on, and Tom's law busi ness improved so much that he persua ded Prissy, ngainst her better judgment. MissBilncedid not grace the impor tant occasion with her presence. " I've no time to be gallivanting off to weddings," was her excuse, when Tom reproached her for this slight. "4She is such a peculiar woman, we must not expect her to act like other people ; but she has a good heart in spite of her queer ways,"' said-Prissy, wvhen Tom tried to make excuses for his cousin's remissness. " But her areatest penliarity lies in her not liking you, Prissy," said Tom, kissing his bride's soft chee . " And I can't quite forgive her lack of taste." All went well with the young couple for more than a year. They began honaakeening ini a moaae cotae aTo was paying for by installments, and were so pruAent that they managed to gather about them many little comforts that made their home pleasant. But fortune seldom smiles long at a time, as we all know, and reverses will come to every one. One bitter night in December Tom's house caught fire and burned to the ground, nothing being left except a few clothes Delongig to Prissy and the baby. Of course Mrs. Baldwin opened her house to them at once, though it neces sitated much crowdmg. rissy sug gested an appeal to Miss Silence, but Tom emphatically declined to make it. He was far too proud to ask for the help which he thought should have been earnestly offered. His last books and papers had all been destroyed in the fire - for he had used a room in the cot tage for an oflice, and getting a living was rather up-hill work. Christmas was dreary enough that year, and even Pris sy's courage sank at the thought of the future. " Tom Lowey will have a chance to show what kind of stuff lie's made of," said Miss Silence. " He burdened him self with a wife and baby, and he'll have to look out for 'em. I toldhim I'd never give him a dollar of my money, and I'll keep my word, no matter what hap pens4." Miss Silence had thought herself proof against the weakness of falling ill; but in March she caught a severe cold, and pneumonia ensued. She felt she never should get well again, and the doctor told her frankly that in all probability she would live but a few days. " I want to see the lawyer at once, if that is the case," she said. "I must make a Jew will." Mr. nimons, who had managed het business for years, came as soon as he received her message, and the will was made. He hardly left the house befor< Tom called. " I'm worse," said Miss Silence, feeb. ly, " but I'm not afraid to go. Per haps I'm peculiar in that as in othei tlngs. Deacon Bonney and the minis ter, Mr. Craig and Mr. Darby have all been here a urgin' of their severa clauns. I told each o' 'em I'd consider the matter." "Will they be disappointed, Cousin Silence ?" asked Tom. Poor fellow ! lie was in such a sor< strait that lie could not help a desiro t< have some small help from his cousin's hoard. He hardly dare hope she hai left him a cent, and yet he was her only relative. " That remains to be seen," was the unsatisfactory reply he received to his question. "*But don't you cherish nc hopes, for I 4in't left you a cent." A bitter smile curled Tom's lips, but he made no reply. " I suppose you think me peculiar in not leavin' you my money, seein' you are the only kin I've got," went on Miss Silence, " but you'vo taken such pre cious caro to cofivince me that you don't want it, that I've believed you and actod accordin'." Tom went home and repeated the con versation to Prissy who shed a few tears, but tried to cheer iier husband's droop ing spirits with hopes of more law busi ness in the spring. That night Miss Silence died, and the whole town turned out to her funeral a few days later. "I expect Wolfiboro Academy will find itself able to erect a new building when Miss Silencg's will is read," said old Mr. Craig. "She's told me she'd consider the matter, and I know she was im pressed with my arguments." " I rather th ink you are mistaken," said 'Squire Dab,"for I feel r'orally certain she has lef her money to found a library." The minister, who stood near, smiled to himself. He had not the slightest dloubt that the debt which hung over his chlurchi like a pall would now be lifted through Miss Silence's will. Tom (t not want to go to tnereannmg of the important document, but Prissy insisted, so they went together, though neither of them looked very cheerful. Mr. Simnons made no objection to the presence of 'Squire Darby. Mr. Craig and the minister chuckled as Deacon 1Donmey enteredl with a lelasanlt smnile for Tom, wvho well knew what sarcastic triumph lay beneath it, The will was dated three days pre vious, and every penny in the bank, and the large farm were left unconditionally to Pressy Lowey. Her husband's name was not mentioned. Toni's face was a Btudy, while Prissy almost fainted from the sudldenl relief to all her trouble. The faces of the other men p resent were studies, too. The deacon left the house without a word, and the 'Squire looked grimly at Mr. draig. " She was a very, peculiar woman," said the minister, wiping his brow, on which the beaded drops of perspiration stood thickly. His anxiety about his church had been very great, you see. But Tonm and Prissy ,could afford to forget thoir (lead cousin's peculiarities, since she had kept her vow never to give Tom a cent, and yet had managed1 te~ make him comfortable for life. Thlere wars an immediate flitting to tho comfort abale farmllouse,~ and Tiom furnished a co fle in own and drove in every morning in the spring wagon. Past troubles and cares were forgotten, the Baldwins were made more comfortable, and, considering all things, Miss Si. lence did more good with her money than if she had left it to found a librar'3 or lif t a church debt. Adulteratlons of Food. The liberty guaranteed by this greai Rlepublic is a fine subject for a Fourth ol July oration, but when that libert3 licenses fraud, and permfits impositior on the people, alike inijuriouis to healt} and~ udangerousi to life, it reaches th< precincts of abuse15, and( should receive prompt and vigorous check.--Pori( -A+eemanl. SOUTHERN NEWS. There is only one white woman in the Alabama penitentiary. It is said that Sabine Pas has been deepened ten feet at an expense of $50, 000. A vineyard in Live Oak county, Texas, is said to have produced three crops of grape.9 last year. A single business house of Greensboro, N. C., has bought 250,000 rabbit skins this season. S venty buildings were erected in Raleigh, N. C., in 1880, of which one was a church and sixty-three were dwell ing houses. Col. Thomas Rullin lis been appoint ed Associate Justice of the Supreme Court of North Carolina, vice John H1. Dillard, resigned. The Arkansas Htate Senate has Ipas:-ed a bill appropriating $10,000 for a branch normial college at Pine HInA for the eduI cation of colored teachers. The proposed amendment prohibiting the sale of intoxicating liquors in West Virginia has been indefinitely post poned by the State Senate. In G adsden, Ala.. the valiuc of ta x able property hIs increase(l from $293,792 in 1879 to $414,200 in 188', and the city tax at one-fourth of one per cent. from $784 48 to $1,033 15. The Swedenlborgianl Publication - ciety has donated to the library of the Georgia institution for the education of the deaf and dub Swedenhorg's com plete works. There aire no funds to re plenish the librarv of this institutini andl(] persons who can give books should send them to Cave prings, G2a., or to Gov. Colquitt. The North Carolina Legilature has pa!sed a 1ibill providing for the publica. tion of a roll of the North Carolina troops in the late war. Th'le duty (f collecting the inme:4 has been delegltel to Maj. Moore, the historian. Inl addi. tion to this work he will add other facts descriptive of the movements of eIchi regiment during the war. Montgomery Ad vertiser :C(onsidera ble sensation was Cecited by the sudden sinkimg of nearly 100 feet of the track of the Montgomery and)(] Eufaula railway at a point near the Ihnit of Union Springs a1 day or two since. Those who visited the spot speak of it as something of ai phen'1omenon)1 in its wayv. It haid the ap pe1aanCe of a d1epression causedl by an eartioluake. Memph11 s, Tlennelssee, 15is i bad way, finlancial ly. Its ta xahlle property luas dIecrealsed from $30,800,00 in 1866h toi $13,900,000; there is $2,590,000 of back taxes dule ; and the taix rate for the next two yea rs, if the heal Ith iminprovements are carried out, will he $8.95 on $100. Theu pr1esenlt population of Memphuis is 331,593, and the total debt, $(;,000,000, is $178 per capita, and~ 43 per cent. (on the whole taxable proIperty. The rapid1 developmlenit of thie butsinuess of importing fruit to New Orleans, thle Times of that city says, inas materially interfered with and reduced the foreign t rade of Ne w York, wh ich ci ty has here tofore suppliedl the entire West withi fran t. New O)rleans possesses exceptional :adlvanitages as a (listrnibut ing poin t. I Ier eli mate is favorabl1e. Fruit often rca ches New York (during the winter frozen,, or is ex~posed to seVere frosts oni landling. Speaking of the( State' debt of Louis. isania, the New Orleans D emocrat savs. Unoder the provisionls oif the inew c fmstitu tio th1 le dlebt, inaall conso1 '0101ilahted h)olls are echanged for fou r per cetnt. qOufirin the 'sinn of M55r,1I82 anunually for initerest. Col lect ionis foir the inte~'reit fund already amount to $355,225 88, or more than enough to pay thle interest for 1880) uip'n thue whiole~ amuniit of the State dIebt refunded1 under the provisionsl of the new conslti .ttion. '1 he suis, $43 83, dlouhtless goes to the sutpport of pilic schools. It is qjuiestionled at Mobile whet her lhe public property belonging to the defutit city of Mobile, now in the batnds of the Commissioners for the adjustment of the debt of the late city, should not, uinder the (decision of the 1iited States Su prme CJourt, in the Mcmphis case, be0 turned over to the Comniissioners of the port of Mobile for governmental purposes. The ))nrt of Mobile has not mney nough in its treas, uiry to meet thle pay-roll of this mon th. The port Comnmissioners have 1 aid to theC Mobile Comifjssioners irom rentals af1nd market s ab out $8,70 per PLEASANT PARAGRAPHS. BoIL explosions are becoming s iuinerous that vaccination appears neoes sary to keep them from breaking out. ---Philadelphia Chronicle-Heefrald. A CamAuo restaurant keeper adver tises "roast turkey and cram berry saus," and yet a hungry man might go where they spell better and fare worse.-Ne w Orlean8 Picayune. "iDosT love ine? TIel tue once again, M 1y little pootsy tootal", With love-lit eyes she sweet reples: "Do I? You bet your bootal" --fodern Ar go. THE Cleveland Hcrald has published sonie verses entitled: "Why do I sing ?" and written by a young woman. It in probably because her father paid five hundred dollars to a music teacher for spoiling a good stocking darner. AT an undertakers' conference in New York recently, one undertaker complained that the sextons were getting "all the cream of our business." What for Heav en's sake, is "the cream" of the under takers' business? IN olden times, when people heard Some mwiudler huge had come to grief, TIoy t1med a good old ?Saxon word And called that man a ", thief.' Bit langiiingm stch as that to-day I parx too inany ieelingm grates, so leple amille and siinply say, " He-' rr-h ypctheecttem0 Tim ian who journeyed long to )pt 1)on the grave of his enemy found tat the said enemyws drowned in a lake and his body not recovered. There are lots of things in this world to make a man mad.-Detroit Free Press. TuH E Galveston Ne rs says a man in that city who had a mule for sale, hear ing that a friend in Houston wanted to buy a niule, telegraphed to him: " Dear Friend--If you are looking for a No. I mule don't forget ine." AN exuberant youth hails a supposed ac(itintance with " Hello, Joe," but, finding his mistake, adds: "' 0, excuse me; I thought you were another man !" Lacoei stranger answers: "I am." BJPfidlo Express. No Adolphus, newspaper men do not have duplicates of the last straw that broke the camel's lack. They are use ful, as you say, but nonspaper men are so accustomed to d-k--g the other way, they don't care a straw about them! A mNis-rEn overtook a Quaker lady and politely assisted her in opening 'a gate. As sIe was a compartive stranger iml town, lie said: "You don't know, perhaps, that, I am Mr. -. Haven't you heard me preach?" "1I have heard you try," was the quick rejoinder. "As for me," says Mine. Z., whose husband is a member of the Assembly, "I always do my shopping when the Senate is discussing the appropriation bills. 'Tlhen, you see, my husband is ac customed to such large figures that my bills look small to him. "-Prenihpupcr. Tis is the particular time of the year when the citizen is attacked with a se vore case of economy, and immediately cuits off' his entire list of newspapers. lhero is one paper lhe doeS nlot relin qluish, however, it is his paper of to bacco.--Rockland (Couricir. THlE man whiO works in a factory, his pay (lay comes once a month; but the man who works at ditching 1has his spado dlay oftener than that. -Marathon indek penldent. Hoe! lHoe! Fork conscience sake shove 'long this pun, and don't liar rowv up our feelings in thiis way. A YANKEE tobacco chewer was in the habit of declaring about once a month that he would "never chew another piece," but broke his plhedge as often as lie made it. On one occasion, shortly after he had "broken off," he was seen taking another chew, " Why," said his f-iend, "' you told me you had giveai upl that habit, but I see you are at it again." " Yes," he replied, " I have gone to ohewing and left off lying." Tom Corwin's Welcome to Is Son-ln Law. At thtemarriageof his oldest daughter, Eva, to) Mr. George R. Sage, a young lawyer of Cincinnati, Corwin manifested so much feeling that the occasion took more of the aspect of a funeral than of a wedding. During the ceremony he shed tears, and at the supper, after a prolonged and solemn silence, he sud dlenly broke out: " Now I want it distinctly understood that this thing is never going to happen again in thuis house. There will never he another wedding hero. I will get a nigger six feet tall, andl give him a pole *en feet long, and post him at the front door, and instruct him to knock any young man in the head who comes to see niy daughtters." Gen. Garfield relates that, shortly b~e fore Corwin's death, when he returned to Washington from a flying visit to iLeb~anon to attend the marrae of his youngest daughter, he referre to this mnarrialgo of Eva, and said that he shut himself up in his room for three or four daiys before it occurred, and could not b)e persuaded to take any part in the pre~parat ions, and only on the most ('arniest solicitations di lie come down to witness the ceremony. He said: "I could not endure the thou ght of my (aughter loying another man betterthan umyself ; and yet she married a noble fellow. And now the old feeling has re tuirned. I tell you I had a hornibe time of it until the ceremony was over." 1FP a woman really loves tier husband, and enjoys his society, she car' findsa way to keep him home evenings. Let Iher get somebody to hint to him that a ~young man calls very often of an evening at his house, and he'll plant himself in the parlor right after supper, and never thbink of going out. ruE universe is but one great city, full of beloved ones, chivine and human, byv nature endeared to each other,