The Pickens sentinel. (Pickens, S.C.) 1871-1903, May 12, 1881, Image 1
DEVOTED TO POLITICS, MORALITY, EDUCATION AND TO THE GENERAL INTEREST OF THE UOUNTRY.
By D. F. BRADLEY & 00. PICKENS, S. C., THURSDAY, MAY 12 1881
NEWS GLEANINGS.
Lynchburg (Va.) Advance: If the
capital was at hand there is enough iron
ore in a circle of sixty miles around this
city to run two hundred furnaces profit
ably.
Charleston (S. C.) News and Courier:
The production of cotton per acre is
greater in North Carolina than in any
State in the Union. Georgia is next in
the scale of productiveness.
The Cedar Kpys (Fla.) Journal de
sires to know who can tell how the shell
mounds in that neighborhood came
there. Some of them are nearly twenty
feet high. Digging for building pur
poses discovered a variety of shells.
The Louisiana Western Railroad Com
pany has built a mammoth hotel, cover
ing a ground area of 148 by 120 feet, in
the Attalapas country, west of the bayou
Vermillion, and a town has been laid
out and named McComb, in honor of
the president and principal stockholder
of the railroad company.
The Nashville Banner says that Liv
ingstone Hall, now in course of erec
tion, will nearly double the capacity of
Fisk University. The main university
building is five stories high. Jubilee
Hall is four stories high, with a base
ment story, and will, perhaps, be com
pleted by September, 1882. It is in
contemplation to erect another building
between Jubilee Hall and Livingstone
Hall.
Reporting the return of Okeechobee
expedition, Jacksonville, Fla., matter in
Savannah (Ga.) News says: The Kis
simmee river Was carlfuly examined.
The lands are rich beyond expectation
Lake Okeechobee was sounded for forty
miles. Its average depth is eight feet
The Caloosahatchie was traversed for
sixty miles in a row boat. The lands
around the lake and the two rivers are
capable of producing sufficient sugar to
supply the whole country. The climate
is delightful. Operations will be com
menced without delay.
Pascagoula (Miss.) Democrit-Star:
There is a mistaken idea amorg our
wool-growers on the coast that prices
will range up in the forties for the early
clip, based upon the assumption that the
crop will be short. It is true that many
sheep have died during the past winter,
caused by the severe weather, but-when
we consider the quantity of wool grown
in this section as compared with what is
raisedl in California, Texas and the
-Southera States, the amount raised on
the coast is very small, andl is not likely
to affect the general market very much.
E. H. Angomar recently died in New
York, and when his succession was
op~ened in the Civil District Cour~t at
New Orleans, the New Orleans Times
says that it was discovered that $337
represents the entire value of his estate.
lie leaves a widow and three children.
He was an inventor, a man of great en
ergy, and his process for the propulsion
of street-cars wouldl perhaps have made
him a rich man if he had lived. He
had received all the substantial encour
agement he wanted.
The Columbus (Ga.) Enquirer-Sun
says that Columbus has a population of
nearly 12,000 within the corporate lim
its, and that including the suburbs it
will reach between 17,000 and 18,600.
Noticing that it has been omitted from
*the census list of cities having over 10,
000 population, the Enquirer-Sun infers
that there is an error in compiling the
returns. It says: "There is a probabil
ity that there is an error in compiling
the returns after they left here, as our
reporter, with the enumerators, exam
inedl them and counted every name,
making the population of the city some
thing over 10,000. The department has
been written to, and in a few days of
ficial informationl will be received.''
The Green Cove Spring, published at
Green Cove Springs, Fla., states the
price of swamp land belonging to the
State as follows: For forty acree, or
~L less, $1 per acre; for more than forty,
and not exceeding eighty acres, ninety
cents per acre; for rnore than eighty, and
not exceeding 200 acres, eights cents per
acre; for more than 200, and not exceed
ing 640 acres, seventy-five cents per
acre; for more than (640 acres, seventy
cents per acre. In case of entries of land
at less than $1 per acre, the land must
be in a body, and not in detached pieces.
S Where, however, two pieces of land are
separated by lands not belonging to the
State, they are considered as contiguous
for the purpose of sale. Many of these
swamp landls are desirable for scettle
menits, andl more of thenm are sold thani
of all the other classes pmut together.
The terms of the at ands ar. ah
GIVING AND LIVING.
Forever the sun Is pouring its gold
On a hundred worlds that beg and borrow;
His warmth he squanders on summits cold,
His wealth on the homes of want and sorrow,
To withhold his largess of precious light
Is to bury himself In eternal night.
To give
Is to live.
The flower shines'not for itself at all,
its joy is the joy it freely diffuses;
Of beauty and balm it is prodigal,
And it lives in the light it freely loses.
No choice for the rose but glory or doom,
To exhale or smother to wither or bloom.
To deny
Is to dl-.
The Fean lend silvery rays io te lund,
The land its sapphire strani to the ocean;
The heart sends blood to the bhait' of conm'and.,
The brain to the heart Its ligittaing motion;
And omer and over we yield our brath,'
Till the mirror is dry and image is death.
To live
Is to give.
He Is dead whose hand Is not open wide
To help the need of a htinan brother;
le doubles the length of his life-long ride
Who gIves his fortunate place to another;
And a thottsavid nil'lon lives are his
Who cArries the world i his sympathies.
To detny
Is to die.
THE TALE OF A TRAMP.
Supper was over, and, seated befor,
an open wood fire, our small family bad(
defiance to the chill frost of late autumn m
when my wife, lifting her head from tho
sowing in her lap, said, in a low tone
"Surely, I heard a rap."
" Or a rat," suggested Charlie, fresil
from college, and skeptical on any sub
ject that might be broached. " Really
mother, if your hearing is so acute
please count the steps of that half-frozel
fly on the ceiling."
Nonsense, Charlie," replied his moth
er, with a smile. " But I am sure :
heard soime one rap. There it is again
You must have heard that. Nettie, dear,
run to the door."
The knock this time, though modes
and apologetic in tone, was not to bc
disputed. Nettie reached out her hani
to take the candle, but was anticipate<
by her incorrigible brother, who rudely
blew ont the taper, exclaiming :
" Now, then, mother, for a test o
your ingenuity ; who is this caller, an(
w) hat is his or her errand ? Listen I Cai
you analyze that knock ?"
" Nonsense I" exclaimed his mothe
again. "Some tramp, I suppose, wh<
has Been the light from our window
and-"
But she was interrupted by Charlie's
burst of merriment.
" A tramp ! And at this season of the
year ! No, no, mother; try again. A
tramnp's knock would reverberate throug
the house like thunder."
" Come, Charles," interposed I, "this
is idle. You may be keeping a neighbor
waiting, or a chid."
"A little child ! " cried Nettie, " and
on a night like this ! No, brother, you
shall not detain me another moment."
And, after a slight scuffle, Netti<
emerged in triumph, bearing the dis.
puted candle.
As she paused on the threshold to re
light the candle, I may as well make
public my secret conviction that a being
nearer akin to the angels than our Net
tie did not exist. She opens the outei
door, her friendly face beaming a wel.
come to whoever might be standing it
the darkness, while her gentle voice in
quires : " Who is there ?"
We all listened intently for the reply,
that, quite in keeping with the
rawas delivered in a low, strained
voice.
" I am hungry,"cold and sick. I saw
the light from your window, and-."
"You are welcome, sir," interrupted
Nettie, gravely. "And," she added,
glancing an arch look at her mother
"and expected."
The stranger, as he entered, dircrted
an inquiring glance toward Nettie, as ii
niot compre?handing the impodL of her
last wordls, nor the smile that passed
from lip to lip of the family circle.
hiungry, cold and sick! There are
many such in the world, but few whc
bear such genuine marks of distress.
His clothing, worn and torn by long ser
vice, hung in limp folds about his
shrinking, shivering form ; while his
face, pale and contracted by physical
(or was it mental ?) auftering, might have
been taken for that of a corpse, were it
not for the dark, brilliant- eyes that
burned deep in their sockets.
Nettie had conducted him into the
kitchen adjoining, and by a clever strat
agem beguiled her brother out of his
easy-chair, which, before he could in
tercept her, she had dragged into the
next room and placed at the disposal of
her visitor.
" You are too good," murmured the
young man thankfully, as he sank wear
ily into the inviting chair.
" A model tramp I " sneered Charlie,
the loss of whose easy-chair might have
tempted him into whispering in a loud
keThe stranger probably overheard him,
as lie shielded 1 is face with his white,
bloodless hands. and sp)oke no more.
Nettie flitted busily from room t<
room, from pantry to cellar, on hiospit.
able thought intent, apparently uncon~i
scious of her mother's slight coumghs- anmd
other efforts to attract her attenatioti
when the stock of preserves was' inivad
ed, although a close observer wolhd hav<y
noticed by the tell-tale dimples in bi
cheek and tihe sparkle in her eye 11lur
she was quhite cognizant of her m1othe(r'r
O) these children ! how they do whieedh
and cajole their p~arents!
ft was~ chartedristijc of Nettie tha!tl
wihaoit slit' gave alle gave with la h b h Iamia
fuill. Sbe gavet then enake mi iili ahih
the ernst. And so it wast thait whenti i
voun man, letting hisi has full ij..
check, I rapidly grew in popular favor,
and divided almost equally with my
father the smiles and tears of the town.
Oh I he alone who has commanded them
can testify to the sweetness of the
power.
"About this time there appeared on
the scene one whommy father nervously
feared as a possible rival. He played
parts that my father considered pecul
iarly his own by right of repeated rep
resentation, and, being young, hand
some and of good address, secured a
large followipg of friends. The misun
derstanding between this stranger and
my father was of so serious a character
that they only spoke to each other when
the demands of their profession forced
some courtesy from one or the other, and
it required all the firmness of the stage
manager to keep them to their duties.
One night, late in the season, when all
the new plays had been worn thread
bare, an old melodrama was revived, and
to my father and this new-comer the
principal parts were assigned. Each
now started out in the race to enlist
the applause of the audience. My fath
er watched the house nervously, both
off and on the stage, to see to which side
its favor might incline. Ho seemed to
feel the laurels plucked from his own
and bound on a younger brow. Near
the close of the play my father was to
shoot his opponent,who was to fall dead at
his feet. You have already apprehend
ed the sequel. The gun, an old, unused
one, supposed to be loaded with a small
charge of powdtr, went off in my fath
er's hands, and the rival, whom he had
so lately feared and hated, lay dead be
fore him.
" I have related this incident to show
you the cloud of misfortune that hung
over our family, and shortly ainerward
enveloped me in its folds.
" Although probably no one actually
believed that this tragedy was other
than a sad accident, yet some there were
who, recalling the enmity between the
two men, were malicious enough to whis
per that the shooting was premeditated
under cover of the play. These rumors
coining to my father's ears cut short his
stage career. le secluded himself close
ly at home and would see no one. One
uight., I recollect, he called me into his
room, and said : ' My son, it would have
been far better for me if I had purposely
killed that man, for in that case my pun
ishment would be deserved and sure.
This distrust, the averted eyes of those
who were once proud to call themselves
my friends, is killing me.' He must
have spokeun in a spirit of prophecy, for
on the following morning lie (lied.
" Sooi after this event I was the re
ipient of some flattering offers from
thieatrical managers, and I determined
o n'111- to the stage', although my
nwlIr bitterly opposed it. Oh ! th:at I
i:1l li-teiied to hIer gentle pleadinigs,
Bit ylitli is prou( anl headstrong, and
bmi g to heed words of caution.
Was I not desirous of providiifg for all
Wr iesenit and fiture needs? Had Is
dlthani'*h acting conitrary to her wse'
n'y~ ()t her Ohioet tha he uliatehap
psi's in view ? Would shie not, sooner
or la tcr, comine rouniid to look at things in
i v waIv ?
" M return to thme .tage was followedl
.yV ablin st immedciiate promotioni, antd tihe
leepi h tloked to seeO me iln parts wvhih
nyi lather had render-ed famous. Many
* myli fiijils were anixiouls to see n~e
1t tempyt then higher walks of my art, and
jartly to ph-ase them, as well as to air
.~rtatin theories and innovations of my
ownl, 1 gave ont that I would shortly es
*-ayl thle role of Othello. For weeks
and months I studied this creation of
lhe great diramatist, and succeeded in
thorougholy identifying myself with the
parti. On thme night before my dlebut as
at tragedian was to take place~ I retired
early, buit my sleep was disturbed by
drieams. By turns I was the fond an'd
tender lover, the proud and powerful
Gecn-ral, the crazed, relentless mur
"' Thme morning dawned and developed
im my own home ar more horrible tragedy
lhan was ever conceived by dramatist,
for while I slept and dreamed a dastard
ly assassin had crept into my mother's
chambier and strangledl thme life from her
sw(eet body. Upon her fair white throat
was the cruel impIrint of the murderous
hanid, and, oh, God I while I slept, uin
conuscious of her agony, she was strug
gling with her slayer.
" WTeeks and months passed, but no
cle w to thme murderer could be discovered,
nor the object of the crime imagined.
My life, robbed of its truest friend,
seemiedl dull and melancholy. There
wvas but one thing left for me to do, and
that was to recall andl act upon her ad
monitions, so that, if haply her spirit
looked (down on me, she might bless my
effortso. -. left the State and sought in a
Western State to give a new direction to
my life. But even here my reputation
as an actor had preceded me, and I was
waited upon one evening by the man
ager of thme local theater with the re
qjuest that, I would take thme place of his
leading mani on the following evening,
he being incapacitated by sick ness from
ap~pearinlg. The piece was to be "Othel
lo. " I accepted ithe proposal, pleased that
my name had not been entirely forgotten
b)y thme public. The hotel at which I
stoppmed was overcrowded, and the land
lordl informed me that I would have
to share my room with a stranger.
But the 'stranger,' when he came i
provedl to be an old friend, and we talked
far into the night of old times, mutual
aequmaintance, but especially of my
forthcoming appearance as Othello on
the next night. I slept, and dreamed
onice again that I was the veritable Moor
of Venice, breathing into Desdemona's
ear my vengeful, cruel purpose. I was
suddenly awakened by a terrific pllat
my har. and foun~d isymelf standnou
hefore his face, beheld the glittering
tea-table, with its goodly array of sub
stantials and delicacies, he stared at his
fair benefactress in such a mute, help
less way that it was half-amusing, half
saddeCling.
"And ymit have prepared this for me!
For me ! And you do not know who or
what I ai."
" 0ir guest," responded Nettie, gen
tly.
" Not but that the light "-glancing
diisdaimfully at his shabby coat-'' re
veals my wretchedness too plainly."
" Pardon me," said Nettie, bravely
"but it is the poor we are commanded
to assist ; nor do I know of any duty
that yields half tho pleasure."
".The warmth of the room betrayed
me into a nap," continued the stranger,
" and I dreamed-alas I it was but a
dream-that I should go forth from this
house free from the burden of remorse
that has weighed me down these many
years. But, no; such a miracle could
not happen. I have waked once more
to misery and to the fact that I am
an outcast.
"Hush ! " exclaimed Nettie. " We
will speak of that later. You must not
talk so bitterly; for, whatever your at
3 tire, your address is that of a gentle
Nettie now resumed her place with us,
3 aid the stranger was left to his repast.
Charlie produced a highly-colored meer
schaumi, and, without regarding his
mother's entreating looks, proceeded to
fill and light it.
"Come, Charlie," she could not for
bear saying at last; "it is not often that
I ask you to sacrifice anything for me,
bit I do wish you would give up smok
- ing."
[ " No use, pother; I should think you
I would know better than to make such a
demand."
" Obey I" thundered a voice from the
)open door. "Let her lightest wish be
law, or beware! My fate may be
yours !"
The deep, tragic tones in which these
words were uttered, the erect, dignified
form standing upon the threshold with
threatening forefinger pointing directly
at the object of his attack, the flashing,
magnetic eye that compelled attention
and obedience-all involuntarily re
minded me of an evening some forty
years before when I had seen the elder
Kean advance to the footlights, and,
with rapid, unexpected speech, electrify
the audience. So, too, I had seen a re
ligious revivalist single out some stiff
necked sinner in the crowd, and with
darting forefinger pour out the vials of
scriptural vengeance on the unbaptized
head.
" The man must be mad, or a strolling
actor playing a part 1" cried Charlie,
who was the first to recover from the
general amazement.
The effect of this remark on the man
was magical; the extended hand
dropped; his figure shrank and drooped
into its former listless attitude ; the fire
died out in his eyeb, and his coat once
more revealed its rents, while his voice,
low and hoarse, muttered an apology :
"Forgive me. I forgot where I 'was
and who I am. No, I can never forget
that. I cannot escape myself."
Nettie's sympathetic soul was touched.
" Perhaps you would like to tell us
about yourself. That is, you might like
to feel that there were those who pitied
your misfortunes. My brother is some
times hasty, but always kind-hearted.
We would all be glad to assist you if we
can."
" My tale is one of horror, and could
gain me only your detestation ; yet why
should I shrink from the recital when
the pirn I thereby inflict on myself is
the only penalty I can pay for my crime ?
"I atm," lie continued, " or rather was,
an actor, andl so was my father before
me. As a child, I mimicked the set
phIrasIes and gestures of the aotors about
me, and early learned to look uponi the.
play-house as my home andl the ficl
wherein I should develop whatever tal
ents I might possess. My father occu
p~iedl the position of leading man at the
B- Theater, and was the most popu
lar actor in town, lie basked in the
glare of the theater, exerted, nay, ex
hausted, himself in the effort to please a
fickle public, and possibly looked upon
his home only as a retreat where he
might recup~erate his exhausted ener
gies and equip) himlfself for fresh
conquests. My mother naturally
looked upon the theater as a
rival, and a successful onie, to the(
home. Yet, for all that, she never re
laxed her efforts to make that home a
p leasant and attractive one. Whatever
her sufferings and despair might have
been, she never voiced them. Only I
remember on one occasion she had play
fully asked me what I intended to he
when I grew up to manhood, and 1 re
plied : 'An actor, mamma, an actor, by
all means.' She p~ressed me closer in
her arms, and I felt her warm tears on
my face as she cried out: ' Oh, not that,
my son I Anything but that. Choose
again, just to please your mother.' But
I obdurately insisted that I would be an
actor and nothing else. From that mo
ment my mother seemed to regard me
with great apprehension, and I am
afraid would have secretly rejoiced if
my first appearance had been such an
titter failure as to deter me from taking
any faurther steps in that direction. But
my father aided and encouraged me.
Himself a careful, conscientious student,
le would quench my too-ardent enthu-.
siasm by an immersion in the ocean of
work that lies between every artist and
his goal ; and anon, lifting me up to his
owni bsokout, he would point out sonic
new and undiscovered country wheoro
fresh glory awaited the first comner.
Alternately stimulated anid held in
in the midd&,e a v iloor en gaged in a
struggle with ny fi:d. My hands
were fasteLd in a Vica-like grip on his
throat, and, ovi; w i waked, his hold
on my bair lco.id, and he Lan helpless
1.y to the iloor. There av kunoments in
life when, like an electric flash, all that
has been and much that is to be stands
out clearly revealed, and, awe-struck, we
gaze at the fearful prospect. The mys
tory of my mother s taking-off was no
longer a mystery ; it was these accursed
hands that had done the deed, and con
demned me, like Ahasueras to wander
over the world, seeking relief and find
ing none."
'With these words the young man con
cluded his tragic story, and, seizing his
lit, opened the outer door and disap
peared in the darkness. Nettie, with
white face, but moistened eyes, haitened
to the door with her purpose so clearly
expressed in her manner that CharlIs
cried out:
" Have a care what you are doiig I
You surely can't mean to offer that
sleep-wa~iker a bed here ! Ugh ! I choke
at the thought of it I "
.Nettie nddored, hesitated for a mo
melit on I,, then, leaving the door ajar,
step)ed out. We could hear her voice'
blut could not distinguisli the words, but
lki reply was distinctly auidilde:
"You are right. To me it seems as if
my inother's voice spoke through you,
Ibiddiig mue cast off this burden of re
morse and return to my art, with the
resolve to win the name tih fuit ire sure
ly has in store for iie."
* * * * *( * :t *
Several years later our family were
sillprised by tho receipt of a note, in
elosimg passes, from the manager of the
B-- Theatei, invitinig us5 to be presnit
oil tie following evening, whent Amer
(ns greatest tragediap would open a
week's engagenmeit. .lie plty was to
be "Othello." We were punctual y on
hband, aid were politelv conducted to a
side box, whence shortly afterward we
had no difficulty in recognizing, in the
swarthy Moor who strode the stage,
Nettie's quondam acquaintance.
Between the acts the actor entered
our box and claimed the privilege of re
newing an acquaintance so inauspicious
ly begun.
" I shall invito myself once more to
your home," said he, "1 nor will you find
me the objectionable guest that I for
merly was. Before fame and fortune
the dark specters that haunted my
brain have dissolved like tho mists of
morning and left me light-hearted and
clear-visioned."
Since then the actor has often been
our honored guest; and idle rumor has I
t---is the rimor idle ? What, tihen, do
Nettie's bllushes mc-an, as, bLending over
liy Shoullder 11s 1 WIitO, Sho asks the
'jn tion*
" Fatther, don't you think it would
*oni tud b1etter if you wero to ciristen
)tu:r11' story ' The Tale of ia Tragediani ?'"
Fun in Camp.
The early settlers of Kentucky had to
work hard and light often with the In
dians. Their holidays were few, but
whenever men met some sort of a physi
cal contest was the amusement of the
occasion. A Methodist minister, who
lived in Kentucky at the beginning of
this century, tolls of a curious sport lie
once witnessed-a battle with fire-brands
for weap~ons.
Ie and a hundred other stalwart set
s were engaged in opening a road
through the forest. It was a good-nat
ured, jolly comp)any. The men worked
hard all cday. At night they sat round
blazing fires of huge hickory logs and
told stories of hunting bear and deer and
fighting Indians.
One night the story-tellers geemed to
havwe exhatusted their yarns. The11 me
seemed nervous for some new excitement.
Studdenly one gc.ve a war-whoop. A
sore of yells answered. Every one
sprang to his feet.
Two Captains were chosen, and the
men told off in two comp~anies. Each
mn seized aL burning brand and the bat
tle b~ega~n. There was but one rulo of
warX-no1 brandmo should( b)e thrown 'with
out firo upon it, so that it might be seen
andl dodged.
For twvo hours the battle continued in
perfect good nature. But, as the fires
bewcame low, burning brands grew scarce.
Trhe rule was bwoken and somel were se
verehy woundled. The battle in play wvas1
beginning to b)e a fight in earnest.
Then came out the perfction of the
discipline they hiad acquired in Indian
wars. The11 loud voices of the Captains
cried " Halt !" Each man dropped his
b)rand. "To camp !" and in a few mmi
utes the whele company, save the senti
nels, were "between their blankets."
Eccentric Winans.
Mr. Winans, the son of the late Balti
more mnillionaire, lives in great splendor
in En gland, having one of the most
miagiifi cnt palaces in London, and,
with one excep)tionI, the finest deer park
in Scotland1, which is kept in royal style.
He has a morb~id dread of the sea,
and says nothing would tempt him to
cross it again, and neither of his two
sons has ever been in America. His in
come is necarhy $1,000,000, with a pros
pect of trebling in ten years. He spends
his money en prince, but himself cares
for nothing but engineering.
" Do You pretend to have as good
judogmnent as I have ? "oelaimedl an en
raged wife to her husband. " Well, no,"
he replied slowly, "our choice of part
ners for life shows that my judgment is
not to be compared with yours."
Ir is now estimated that the forests of
Amearica wvill be all usedl up at the end
of another thirty years, and a man who
wants to go hunting will have to sit on a
jzrawbridge and shoot at sailors.
BITS OF INFORMATION.
HIBERNIA is the Latin name for Ire.
land.
CorroN MATHER wrote 882 works of
all kimids.
was built by Mizraim 2,000
years and more before Christ.
TiE slang word "crack" (as, a "crack"
regiment.) is a corruption of "'crepo," to
boast of. It is English university slang,
and was in conmon use in Shakspeare
time.
ALUMINUM when fused and cast in
miolds is soft as pure silver, but when
harmnered or rolled it becomes a. hard
qa 1ron.
NlTao-orYCERINE was invented bZ
Soblero in 1847. In 1863 Alfred Nobel
a German, first mixed it with gunpow
der, and used it for blasting, and, after
further experiments, invented dynamite,
by mixing it with infusoriid earth.
GrASS was first introduced into En
gland i G74. Its use was at first entirely
confined to religious edifices, and did
not become general until the fourteenth
century. The first glass manufactory in
America was established by John Howes,
in New Hampshire, in 1790.
THE "Riot Act" is an English law,
providing "that if any persons to the
number of twelve or more, being unlaw
fully, riotously and tumultuously assem
bled together to the disturbance of the
public peace, shall continue so assem
bled for the space of an hour after a
magistrate has commanded them by
prochunation to disperse, they shall be
considered felons." It is the custom in
England always to read the " Riot Act"
before proceeding to extremities.
IN the ancient Egyptian astronomy,
the order of the planets, in respect of
distance from the earth, beginning with
the most remote, is Saturn, Jupiter,
Mars, the sun, Venus, Mercury, the
moon. The day was divided into twenty
four hours, and each successive hour
Consecrated to a particular planet in the
order stated-so that,, one hour being
consecrated to Saturn, the next fell to
Jupiter, the third to Mars, and so on,
and each day was named after the planet
to which its first hour was consecrated.
The Egyptian week began with 'Satur
day, or the day of Saturn ; and the Jews,
because of their flight on that day, made
it the last day of their week-the last
day of their bondage-hence their Sab
bath or rest from labor.
Tni term " Porte," which is used to
denote the administrative government
of the Ottoman empire, and includes
the Sultan, the Grand Vizier, and the
great Council of State, had its origin in
this way : In the famous institutes es
tablished by the famous warrior, Sultan
Nfohammed II., the Turkisk body polit
0 was described by the metaphor of a
statCly tent, whose domes rested upon
our pillars. " The Viziers formed the
irst pillar, the Judges the second, the
[reasurers the third, and the Secretaries
he fourth." The chief seat of the gov
~rnmuent was figuratively named the
' Lofty Gate of the Royal Tent," in al
u1810n to the p)ractice of earlier times,
vlhen the Ottoman rulers sat at the tent
10or to administer justice. The Italian
.ranislation of this name was "Le Porte
ubilima." This phrase was modi
Eied in English to the " Sublime
Porte," and finally the adjective hasl
>een dropped, leaving it simply " The
Porte."
THE Times, of Natal, contains an ac
sounmt, ob~tainled from native sources by
\fr. Osborn, the British resident in Zu
nland, of thme memorable disaster at
[sandlanma. The11 descriptioni of the stand
niade by "'the last muan" is full of pathos:
"Hie struggled on and on, retreating
lier and higher up iln the hill, till he
-CaLched a small cave or recess inl tihe
'ocks, into which he crep~t, and with his
uin kept off the enemies. The ground
n front of the little cave (which was
>Oinlted out to me) falls sleepily downm,
mnd the Zuilusq, taking advantage of the
'oeks and stones scattered about, en
leavored, twvo or three at a time, to ap
>roach and shoot him. The soldier,
iowever, was very cool and wary, and
nvariab~ly shot every Zulu as lie ap
,eared. He did( not blaze away hurried
y, but loaded qiuickly, took dlelib~eratou
Lim, anid 'killed a man with every shot,'
ill at last, the Zulus now very tiredl, a
mn mber of men, goodl shots, were brought
ip with gunus, wvho fired simultaneously
it thme unfortunate man, and so killed
jim." _ _ _
A Lucky Thing.
As a citizon was feeling his way up
street one dark night lie suddenly mtado
:ut the form of a man only a few feet
rway. After a halt and embarrassing
silence ho called out :
"Say, you!1"
" Yes.'
" Are you an honest man ?"
" Yes ; are you ?"
" Yes."
" Have you got any money? "
" Not a red. How is it with you? "
"I'm also dead broke. How are you
armed? "
"With a club. H~ow are you ?"
" Ivego aclub, too. What alc
thing it is that we spoke to each other'
If either of us had been a rob~ber we
might have killed our man and not got a
cent 1,'
DARmUs, during his reign, had an in
come of $14,500,000 a year, and when
eggs went up to forty-eight cents a dozeni
he growled as much as the modern
newspaper paragrapher whose income
isn't half as large.
PnTDR, like the magnet, constantly
points to one (object -self ; bult, unlhike
the magnet, it has mno attractive pole, but
at all pointa repials.