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'4 17 7"4*477 J.f .dr '' ryy .y ( " #" Ar !h. . ' + ,4 .'.v'. ' + " a L 1 y {. y ." S" . .,Yn , / h ' _ " , F:. + 1 t^ 1'Ij"4'i r", ., T ' 1' 1 t'r .,'. " ~{ Y 4\4 f "G 1 t ..' A i \ t't ? '.+ . - r y (Y,+ VOL. XV. PICKENS, S. C,, THURSDAY JA-NU ( "' r M .^r wwww w wwl wrlw ew ..w. S A. Desperate Thought. "What If there is no Godl" The dreadful thouprht Took hideous shapo within my mortal brain, c Then instantly my share of mortal pain . Pressed heavier on my heart. Like some great blot, ] Hurled out on space, some blighting usoless spot Reeking with tears and bloodshed, greed ai)d gain, This sorrow-laden world scomed made in vain, And but a ghastly jest, man's anguished lot. The universe contracted on my sight, Down to the limits of a prison pen Its one dark door, an opening in the sod. I flung my arms up heavenward in affright I or e ddon madness menaced mo-and tuen I cried aloud, "There Is, there Is a God i" -Ella Wheeler Wilcox. MISTAKEN. Thoughtless Words and the Results They Wrought in Two Young Lives. A cool breeze blew up from the river. It played among the reeds and tall grasses oil the bank and ran lightly up the sloe2 toward the white mansion on the hillside, fluttering the vines that fringed the wide piazza where a group of young girls sat chatting, resting, or busying themselves with dainty needle work. "What a delicious breeze!" exclaimed Florence Freeman, rising as she spoke. The slender, thoughtful-looking young tuan reclining unseen in the depths of a large easy chair just within one of the long windows glanced up from the pages of a book in whicn he had been absorbed, and his dark eyes followed her nraceful figure admirin g. '' t sets me wild to be doing som - thing," she continued, pacing up and down the long porch. "Do you know, ,irls." pausing abruptly, "we're a set 1 slaves?" "0, Florry?" exclaimed a laughing s. ce, "now don't give us a lecture on J -man's ri+'hlts!" ) "Never ear; that isn't what I was mi nking of. We are hindered by cir 'mustances from being and doing what we feel is within us to be and do.' "Listen, girls," interrupted another .ice, "Florry is on her high horse. Now we shall see some prancin " "Laugh away," returned lorence. "'I in earnest. Why must we, be Nause we happen to have drifted into a certain channel, or because ia particular course is marked out for us by friends, drift on down the stream or keep on in the same course to the bitter end, oven .ahouglh we must smother the best there !s in our natures in doing so?" Intense feeling emphasized her words, and her unseen listener found himself wondering what personal experience had prompted them. Amy Gray lifted her eves. "I)uty is often unpleasant," she said, "but it is best, after all, to have a settled plan and purpose and cling to them throunh everyt ling. Think what a chaos wouhc'result if we all followed our own inclinations, and, worse than that, whatever might for the moment be our ruling passion.'' Florence did not answer for a mo ment; her eyes were roving across the wide sweep of the river, where a white sail glimmered in the afternoon sun shine. "0, yes; there must be plans, of course, and they must be carried out, or nothing would be accomplished. But cI take special cases. There is cousin I)ora, for instance. Why must she give up I her painting to marry Fred Long, mere ly because she promised to-whon a mero child, and didn't know what she want ed? Of course 1 don't say anything against Fred. He is good as gold, but he can't appreciate her talents. Why, lhe has begun to interfere with her plans aircady. Says she works too steadily, and wants her to give up some work she hadl undlertakent in ordler to be mar riedl sooner'. She only laughed over it. Of course she wvouldn't say ainything, but we can all see site doesnt't love hint.1 Hlow ean she, whien he has ito sympathy with her ont that subject? Nowv, why can't she say so, and be free?" "'She feels her resp)onsibility," said Amy's soft voiec. "She knows how de voted( Mir. Long is to her." "Sh-h! here she comes," whispered Edith Stanley as a biiht-faced girl flute teed up firom the garden, like a dainty *white butterfly, and Iperced( herself on -the steps. A (lead silence fell on thoe group for a monmnt, and then Dora turnedl her laughting face toward her cousint: "Go on, Fior'ry. Yeou were giv ing a lectuire, weren't you? I could hear 'you 'orating,' but couldn't catch a word of the (discourse." "'It's endled now,." said Florence cool :notes you can never 1hop) to know any ;promp)tu." And, taking hter tousin's airm, site marched her up and( dlowni thte Ipiazza hunmming a gay air'. Meanwhile, within the wvindows the young man sat motionless, his fingor still between the pages that only a few anoments ago held him spellbound, al though his world had falloit in ruin around him si.nce Florence began her '"'ecture." Outside the breeze rang amolng the tree-tops aind ruffled the shining bosom of the river. TIho August sunshine lay mellow on the grass, but he heard nothing,-saw nothing. The tea b)ell rang sudldenly and start ed htimt out of da meditations. ITe girls disappoaredl with much chatter and( gay laughter, andl ho rose mechanically and waflked like one In a dIream down through the garden and on itto a little grove boyondl, his onto thought to be alone where no human eye could add t his torment with its questioning lac.There, under the trees, where 4e an1( Dor-a played in childhood,' ho wak( o mdfo, one sentence ring. In n i his ears like a sentene of doom: "W can all see shte doesn't love him." Iwas hard to come down from the pi'a naclo whoe lio had Imagined himself crowned king of one heart. Whein Dora, only 15 then, had given ~ him her hand so, contidinugly as they walked together i this vy grov. vnmy it was morning then, anda time, andl the air was filled WI P1 ~scent of wild erabi-apple blooms, and she wore thoem at her throat; how plainly he *could see het' now, all in white, andl the pink of her cheek so like the dainty blossoms-hto hiad taken the gift un questioningly, andl no dloubts hiad ever assailed him. He know her devotpnt to art and was proud of her success, bgu, 'he had never dreamed that It would be ;his rival 14i her affee$ionp. "Have I boon so blind?" he questioned. '0, my little Dora!" Something must be done, afd that at ne. Should he go to Dora and ask if hese things were true? That would be ike saying "Have you been deceiving no all these yearsP' He could not do t. He must wait, with what patience ie could, until he oould decide for him elf. He was very thankful that Dora lad not quite deelded to be married in he fall, ae that would be one test he iould put her to. It is something to iave an idea that can be acted upon at mee, and he retraced his steps toward ,he house with this one purpose in riew. How shall he find a minute in vhich to speak alone with Dora? He eels that he cannot bear the suspense intil another day shall come, and then nutters to himself, "Fool! what if it nust last a lifetime? What if I am iever to know P" As he reached the piazza a girlish roice cried out eagerly: "0, Mr. Long! vhcre have you been hiding yourself? " and in an instant he was surrounded by laughing group, who scolded and luestioned with such vivacity that their 'ictim found it unnecessary to say a vord; it was, in fact, quite impossible. [hen Dora rose from the piano. "Here, Dora!" called Edith Stanly, 'here is the deserter. What shall be lone to him?" And they led him be ore his bright-eyed judge. Dora had never before seemed to him ust as she did at that moment- -so far 6way,as if a great gulf were fixed between hem. He could scarcely believe in her >right looks, everything seemed so un cal, his life was so shaken to its foun lations. It was only by a great effort hat he aroused himself to make some ommonplace excusai. Dora's first careless glance at his pal ld face changed to one of alarm. The ight from an open window fell upon it mnd she saw its deadly pallor. "Why, ?red!" she cried,- "you careless boy! (ou will be sick again. Come and have ionic tea." And she led the way to the lining-room. How he longed to say, 'Coiho Dora, I have something to tell ,ou," and then, having her all to him ;elf; pour out these miserable doubts ind fears in her car and so be free from hem. But no; hero was this crowd of ,hattering girls--besides, she must not now he had such doubts. Even if she said, "I love you," could he be sure she vas not saying it because she believed t to be her duty. And so he finished he eveninr as best he could, and all ight longthis heart tormented him with :caseless quostio:ings. Several days passed before he found mi opportunity to speak alone with Dora. 'he house was filled with a number of oung guests, and Dora must be every yhere. Fred Long was just now taking a well-earned vacation. After years of iard work and months of illness he had ,ome back to the home of his childhood to regain lost health and strength. He had called this the happiest summer he had known, but now an untimely frost had spoiled its beauty. Among the friends whom Dora was entertaining ier cousin Florence Freeman was the >nly one he had previously known. Nat irally they drifted together during these miserable days. With Dora he was ;uddenly ill at case and restless; her lick eyes noted the change, and she ooked about for a cause. Those same luick eyes soon noticed the walks and alks with cousin Florence. "No won lcr she admires him," she said, with a harp little pang at her heart, mentally ontrasting tall, handsome Florence vith her own little self. Presently the flock of merry school irls took flight. "Only Florence, and rou, andl I," said Dora; "just as it used o be." But for both the old charm vas destroyed. One day they walked together along he river bank, and D)ora said, "Our laytime is (lone." "Yes," he answered, "I must go back o0 my law books and you must have ime for your painting." A light came into her eyes. "Then I im to go on painting?" "Yes," lie saidi slowly. "I am mak ng this sacrifice for you. I do not wish rou to marry me until you have finiished his work you have set your heart upon. [t will occupy your whole winter?" "Yes; p)erhiaps more. Give me a rear," she said eagerly, quite uncon icious of the pain her wordls Inflicted, md only anxious for time wherein to rove whether, after all these years of levotion, Fred could be won from her. "Very well," came the answer, calm md( steadly. No trembling in the quiet ones to betray the heart's unutterable mnguish as it whispered to itself, "How ~lad she is to be free even for a year." As for D)ora, her heart was saying, "Hie (lees not care." And then they tailkced of indifferent matters, these tw.o'foolish ones, and the prealous hours in wvhiich they might wve understood each oher slippedl sway and were gone fori r. Once more apart, their ectters were ex hbanged at regular intervals-Fred's kind rid loving. "Of course," said Dora, "it is his dluty," while Dora's were a curious study hiad her lover but known. Each one a 'little cooler, a little briefer than the last, until by the lime spring h ad dressed the fields and woods in greenl again poor Fred hadi well-nigh made upi his in d that Flor ince wvas right. Dora's heart wvas all in lier p)aintinig; she had grown quite weary of him. "'l'his suspenise is killing me," he wouldi say; "but I'll wvait---it is better it wvill soon be over." And Dora, wvorking herself to a shad aw over her paintimg, would think '"The end cannot be0 far off. iIe will ioon be free." Early in the summer Fred found him melf agxain in the old familiar haunts, but, alas! the old1 joyouLs light wasi want ing everywhere. A shade, a mist, meemed hanging over everything, and Dora was farther away than ever. 1hrei~~ were no merry guests to divide her attention; but, so absiorbed, so si lent, (lid she Poem, he could hardly be lieve it was the same Dora lhe had known in other days. A week psMed by-a week of mingled paradise and torment. Sometimes lie yould be on the point of saying to her: "ora, I will stand in your way no on r;"but afaint hope still lingered, an toeconld not erush It so ruth ie1sy. At other times he could almost believe imself mistaken--all these months a raful d r--when hor eyqs met his so earnestly and seemed filled for s ment with the old, warm light. They sat together one day up little rustic seat, chatting and rc after a walk. Fred had taken letters from his pocket which he w' to show to I)ora. A picture fell among them. Dora stoopepd to re, it. "Cousin iorry," she murm and Fred began making some con place remark upon its correct Then, glancing at his companion's he was startled at its deadly p "Dora!" he cried, "you are ill. walked too far. You must rest." "No, I'm not ill," she said a sharply. "How lovely Florence is. "Yes. indeed. She is well-nigi feet. But there is only one Dora i the world," taking her little, cold in his. "Without Dora the wor meaningless to mie." lora's eyes were scanning the tant hills. She made no reply. was steeling her heart against "He wants to be true," she tho "but I will have no such love.'' "Dora, you are not happy." She started. "Not perfectly so. mortal is?" "It seems to me I would be if things could be as they once werc tween us." This was the first allusion h< made to the fact that he had no any change in their relations. hora realized that a crisis was ing. She simply awaited it in sik She would neither strive to avert n hasten it. "I have sometime3 feared that and I have been mistaken. That i word, I think. If so. I love you to< to ask you to keel) a promise which become hateful to you." Dora rose from her seat; a su fire flamed in her pale check. held her hand out toward him-the little hand that wore his ring. thing in her air bewildered him. stood a moment motionless, then s the hand in both his own. She t him off impatiently and drew the from her finger. Now he understo "Without a word, Dora?" he struggling for self-conmmand as a might battle for life against the N of a sea. "What is there to say?" asked l her voice clear as a silver bell, her eyes shone like two stars. again he told himself that lie: "S glad!" And so they parted. The tie fi almost in childhood was broken, they went their separate ways. )ay after day Dora's pale, re face bent over her canvas, am steadied her trembling hand for g: achievements. She worked too they said. She was too ambitioui put too much of her life-blood int strokes of her brush, and a few in ended the struggle. lie came again to the dear old beside the river; a crowd of friend gathered there, but Dora gave thi welcome. Pale and silent she la stirred not a finger nor an eyelas any of their tears. He stood then Florence, and that still form be them; its smiling lips wecre no mo lent now than they had been in lif dumb patience was marked on sweet face, but they never guess( meaning. "If she might only have lived!" s< Florence. Fred spoke not. but the bitter his heart was, "If I could only knot she loved me!" And they never dreamed, these I her nearest and dearest-that thcy slain her. George Sheridan's Joke. Gen. George H!. Sheridan, "of IL ana," lives now at the Union S hotel and is coming to be known Union Sc,uare notability, HeT has cheekered political career, but h< had a geood living through it all dlently, for he has grown stoutei stouter wit,h each succeeding year, his short figure now carries up)wa 250 pounds of flesh. As a stump) sp he has been and still is in great (lonl His talks are a mixture of witty si and eloquence which is taking wit peop)le. A politician of Ohio rolal me yesterday an incident of o Sheridan's engagements which I ludicrous ending. Sheridan wasp for a speech in a manufacturine in northern Ohio. It was an oil" and the Decmocrats were expectil carry the county through Republice difference and the labor vote. didn't want Sheridan to make a s for fear lhe would rouse up all the It licans, but how to keep him awn: a p)roblem. T1hey hit up)on a ph last, and when Sheridan arrived hi surprised to meet a cordial rece from qpveral D)emocratie acquaints who pressed him with invitations out andl "smile." lie finally weon with them and was conduictedl salnoa wvhere he found a numb other choice spirits, but all D)emo They began to ply hinm with invita to1rik,an it soon1 p)Opped inlt< head that they had a scdcmne to him drunitk andl let the meeting failure because of his non-attendh When lhe became satisfied that thi their gamoI he wvent in for as muc as anyone. It was 2 o'clock when went into the salooni. At half--pasi walked out wvith a slightly uins step, but with a perfect control o motions, while every oither muan o crowdl was under the table. lie w< the hall where he was to speak an livered one of the finest efforts< life, not forgetting to tell tihe ste how thme enemy had tried to trip hii 'iho county rang with his speeh n eck, and was carrmiedl for the0 Re] cans.-N. Y Tribune. On Is Tongue's End. Col. Fizzletop has a wretched met lie is very- muchl puzzled to remec the simplest thing that is told him. "What is the name of that p medicine Col. Witherspoon told ni get for my liver?" lie asked his wit "I can't remember the name to my life." "I can't either. My memory is g< worse and( worse every day. Le see. I had it on the end of my ton minute ago." Little Johinny spoke up and saidl "Stick out your tongue, pa, ani me see it. Perhaps thiat name is yet."-Texas BsfZsnan. 'o" A PECULIAR CUSTOM. Dn a A Ludicrous Practice in Which Ma sting Ocean Travelers are Compelled some to Take Part. A Cambric go undergraduate, now from his way to the cape in a trading veas ,s tire< sends the following interesting comr Snication to the Pall Mall Gazelle : 0 nton- of the oldest customs of the sea lati fe. came under my notice, and in such face, way as I am not likely to forget. dlwr usual after our 6 o'clock tea, we w( seated in the saloon enjoying our gai of cribbage, when a blast from the fc mo horn, fit to awaken the dead, put an ei to our cards. Hurriedly we made I per- the deck, where a sight never to be f< h d gotten met our eyes. The evening w nd dark and cloudy, the moon entirely h' is den, but the dock was brilliantly 11 d. minated with blue lights. From the fo She- castle was Issuing a procession ti hem baffles description. First walked Fatb him Neptune himself, leading on his arm I tight, young and beautiful wife, Amphitri Neptune was dressed in long, wh flowing robes-that is, a nightshi at around his head waved his gray loc blowing before the wind in every dir only tion; his beard reached below his wal be- on his head he wore a miter of su tremendous size as to drive any bish iad wild with envy; in his hand he bore ; trident. His wife's dress was evidently on t com- plan of "beauty unadorned," for soi nec.. red paint, a small red flag, and a pi :>r to of red bathing-lrawers constituted I costume. Her flaxen hair in cui you masses reached ker knees. Followi a the this august couple walked the hero welt the evening-the barber. Dressed all has white, wearing a hat the shape of dd dice-box, half white, half black, w Shn curly white hair and whiskers, he v h sublime; but the sublime changed it dear the awful when one perceived that ome- carried in his hands instruments of t He ture rivalin in their labent cruelty ov ized those of thelnquisition. Imagine star hok ing and gazing upon a bucket of fk ring eand water mixed to about the thickn said, of liquid glue, of which you know y will receive a large share-on your he: man Recover, if you can, from that sifglt, a vaves look again. In his other hand he ho a :razor of such magnitude that it wot wor, not bo ill amiss for felling trees, a Ahl think that soon that edge of rou l is rusty iron will be plowing its meand iny course over your innocent jaws. rtied 'ollowing this torturer came t and policemen armed with cudgels and dF n anterns. Behind them crowded I ;oluto crew. In spite of the awful solemn she of the scene, one could not but adm -eater the (lark, cloudy sky, the sea a blaze hard, hosphorescence, the flickering sumn she ightin, the grouping of the act o the alting before the after deck, Neptu m a loud voice, with such calm die onths gard as to where he put his H's as woi hout9e make any classical author turn in 0 h grave, gave utterance, "Earing tl some of the crew of this ship is such mn no they 'ave not yet crossed the loine, a h bin baptoized, my sons. I ham 'ere .ior s them done so." Evidently N with tune's intercourse with British sail e ci has been to the disadvantage of his c re qi quence. ' A The sailors, at the finish of Neptun the speech, cheered loudly, while from th :d its midst stepped the two brawny polia bbed en, one of whom was a nigger fr Demerara, and seized upon T. Mfe while the torturer was not idle. He I that seated himself upon a low stool, w his bucket before him, in his left hanc brash like a housemaid's broom, wh w'- with his right he was sharpening I razor on the companion-ladder raifln Alas for poor T. He stood smiling fore his executioner, who, evident thinking the occasion far too solemn us-smile at, put an endl to his innoce lnare merriment by inserting as much as as a p)ossibly could of his mixture into I tad a mnouth. While ho was engaged i a choking adspittingf out what ho cou andl covered to such an extent as to rend until hus features quite indistinguishab ofThen that awful razror came into use, 3aker bd, rusty edge scraping away t iand. dough like a 1)1ow in a clay soil. B nories how difficult it is to take the dlough c hx the of one's eyes id mouth with a raz< od to blade three feet long, one can not il se of agino till one has tried! His satar adl a majesty, I mean the barber, havii osted scraped off as much as pleasedl I town fancy, the two policemen came to t year, fore again, armedl with buckets of c ig,to water, which, utterly regardless of wvh . nm- part of the victim's body received t They water, they threw In quick successi< >eech over him. apub-) I was the next victim, and we was through the same terrible routine; I in at at last it wans all over, and I issued fre > was the cold-water cure quite readly to i ption the fim in treating the others to thi mnces dose. It was a. novel experience, ai to go one not likely to be forgotten. Th t out followed the others who had not cross to a the line, sonic half-dozen of them, b ar of two were missing. The police we 3rats. soon after them, but it was an hour I tions fore the first was found, lying und< his neath the boilers in about the tempe make ature of the place I had wishied the bi be a ber in when I was being shavged. J ance. this he enduxredl rather thanx face I was shaving, or, I should say, shaving I Ii fun face. 'Ho was quickl y dragged up< they the scene, and paid the penalty of 1 .7 lie fear by receiving a double dose. So eady after this the ot.her, a boy, was fou: f hifs concealed in a sail in the rigging; I 'the too, got what he deserved for trying ant to escape justico. After all were baptize di (1e- we had seine songs and dances, the hi >f his her being especially good at the latw ry of and givimg us some excellent clog-dant n up. and breakd owns. Poor Neptune h: for ,a terrible trouble with his wife, who, su ubh- dlenly (discovering herself among a of sailors, became "skittish"--naturall .-what woman wvouldl not? The son and (lancing fin ihed, giug handed roundi, and with three cheers for nory-. from the crew, we retired to our cabi mbor to pult on dry clothes, and to tear e het indfuls of hair in endeavoring to ntour heads of dlough. And so we cross xc to the line. 0. save A Boston chemist has dliscovered way of extracting an essential oil frc tting onions, with which tears can be pi t "me ducedl at pleasuire. One drop of this < gue a on a hand kerchief will preduce a copic !!ood. The oil bids fair to have a Jar sale. I lot - af A MIle. de Lesseps Ia her father's oos dential secetary. Julian Hawthorne's Ideas. Mr. Julian Haw(horne, the noelist was recently interviewed by a Chiceg aily News reporter. The conversatioi tned upon the estimation placed b Eapooan. on American works of fictioi and o question was asked: u 41Do you think the American novel i grow in popl)ttlarIty abroad, and wh 1 are its ditinctivo features thought to b by foreignrs?" "The American novel is certaini " wing in popularity abroad, especia ne in England, as will be seen by th g frequent English reprints of our bette nowels. The .eason for this is that ther or are at present so few tolerable novelist or in England. The English novel hi as been written to death, and, as eve: d- novel-readers must have occasional no U eIty, they turn to our books with relict n' The distinctive features of our worl at probably appear to then to b:' new sil or uations, social conditions, and types c t. character and a certain minute acirac o. of treatment from the literary poitat C view. Average Enolislh novel-writi.l, r; is very slig-shod auIdcarcles." e "What is your opitlion of the schoa of 'mental vivisection'" at; "I am not myself in sympathy wit ch that school. 'Mental vivieetion' is cas ?P writing, but hard writing. I think i " is due to a lack of mental ergy an1 he of imagination in those who lu:aetice it It amounts to importing your note no books into your story, insteal of .,3jon ur ing only the rostlts and embodiment e er a previous analysis, and is done .L y Shakspearo and the best writers." "Do you consider this dteparture o literature a part of the progress of th time or a morbid outcome of days to a prosperous for romance?" "I think it has nothino' to (1o with th progress of the time. f only indicate 'to that our novelists make less use of thei ie Imagination than any other class of on r- community. Perhaps the recogiitioi dn they receive is too faint to stunulata ' them. The difficulty is certainly not o1 ur the side of any deficiency of stirrin' times. Timidity and lack of self-conti ou dence have more to do with it. On d writers consider their audience too much ad no audienco that they can reach i ld worth considerings as a literary tri , buna!. 'Inspiration is deprecated, as i it must be either untrustworthy or ill bred. A masculine poet or novelist i er- much needed, and it might be well, a this stage of our literary history, to mak rk it a penal of'enso for any woman t write a story." 'Do modern novelists make their mci t and women do nothing but sit still am re talk because there is nothini els fo of them to do?" icr "I shall rather say because it is eame S to write clever dialogue than to portraa 10, characteristic action." re "What are your methods of workini ild Do you depend principally upon yo ati observations or on your imaigina:tion? "t 'Observation is always of assist anc in imaginative work if it can be still td ciently emancipated from individual it to stances. On the other hand, iiotliin P spoils a nucat,,i , meracter so surely i r to make it conform too cit,.,. 'an o' real model. The requiremeiits' of a. story must be allowed to mold an cis adapt it or the story will be ruiinod." eir "Do you have regular hours for wor ~ or do you wait for an inspiration?" n "I never wait for an inspiration, an n- am not aware of havino every been vis ad ited by any. I general y take a walk i th the morning and write im the afternoo] a and evening. But I keep no strict rul ilo in such matters." la '1)o you know what the 'terrible se eret' of 'The Marble Fau,.' was, or whn - the 'mystery that surroun'1'd Miriamn?' tI MyIf knew I would tell with pleasurc M fahrnever explained it, becausei nt dlid not conie within the design of th, .ie story that the 'secret.' shiouldl be anythin<i 8but a typical secret a huma n h einii 11the sin of others. Them~ (cni traigedyli San instance of such an o'ccurrencee,a im er Is therefore miade prIomineiint ini thm stoy btvhethmer or not Miri:nn wav t tore vbt of a similar~ castrophJe wai eher private busines,.and o(f no0 impor) ut to the moral of the tale."' >r A Light-Givinig Mexicanm Insect. ic At a recent meeting of the Acadenmu ig of Sciences at Paris aL plate half filli uis with water. ini which were half a dozei he insbets about an inchi in length, whieh Id shone like dlianmondIs, although the roon at was filled with sunshine, was passes lie around among thme miembers.- TJhese in >n sects had1( been b)rought fromi Mexico where they are to lie found in the for nt cats. Tlhe scienmtifie name is thme pyro ut phore; and1(, as nione( h:uil ever beeni see(1 mU before in Europe, th1ey created( Iqite: ce sensation. TIhe( light r'esembiihles thait oi rir a glow-wormi or lire-fly, althbough a id much more brilliant and intense ais am an electric-light surpa:sses a waiix t alwr' ii rd its power of ilhuninat ion. When tI ut light b)egins to fade it can he madCe a. re brilliant as before by sha:king tie ini eo. sect or d1ipp1inig it ini water. It is sai< ur.. the Indians oif Mexico use them for ir- lighit at nmm' , and a few w,il Iso liee t< Lr. 11111. olum caetirme rooim. Wheni the i LIl are w alking at nighlt they liut one ofi uis each foot so that they canm be sure~m o is their way, and also1 thait thley d o no >n step on any venoimus snmake or.m rpt i tis with w,vhiich the t r(opicalI forests ab ound >n The Mexican ladies buys them of the lIn id dians andh inclose' themin i a t ranlsparn re, bag, which th:ey wvear~ in theoir hair iior a to thme neck. T1he effect i.a very bea:utiftul d, especially when several anre won; a nd ar- as the Indlians sell thmemu for a few (emit: ur, a dozen, they aire witini thue reaich o1 es every fair onec. 'Thiey are fed on sug'ar ud cane, and if well taken enre of wil l iv< d.. a long time! OneC placedi upjon a pg ot will enable it to be irad withI ease ir y, the darkest n ight..Mien/giic AmeCrhfIm Ammong the young meni of ti Ile am 11s fortun', who may he said to becoming1 115 on for the next lr/>ndon seasoni is Si ut Henry Alfred l)oughmty Thichborne, wh< Id will In May necxt be oif age. TIhe youth ed ful Baronet is ni iiv in his 20th yeni having been born : May, 1866. Th'l necessity of defending :s propert a againsut the( celebrated 'I ichbo.-ne CIlin mant has entailed upon his trestees thm eniormnous euxpenditumre of E120,tui. i lestates are in Hlamipshmire, Linco'.nshir< us~ Dorsetshire, and Bluckinghamish ire, an Srepresent between 11,000) an' 12,00 acres. There are in addition1, Londo propertes, bringing up the o ross ror ?ol n22,000 a year. Identified by His Drinks. "Brandy smash, sirP Yes, sir," and an up-town bartender immediately bo A gan to shovel ice into a glass. and soon crushed the mint prior to completing the beveragc. "From the south, sir, I reckon," said s the bartender, as the writer set (lown t the empty glass. "Why do you ask?" said the reporter, Yankee fashion. F "Well, you see, we can generally fix the nationality of the visitor by his o drinks. Most Americans that drink r in for gin or whisky cocktails in the 0 morning. A Frenchman takes claret a and ice, or if he is hard on it some cog s nac or absinthe. A Dutchman or Prls sian wants beer. Chinamen don't (o much bar drinking, but lately the stew ard of this hotel tells me some of them C have been strengthening their tea with brandy. They must drink a good deal of tea to judge by the brandy I have been v sending them. Englishmen run heavier f on ale and brandy, but seldom come to the bar, especi'ally in the Inorning. . We haven't had any Japs yet, but the bartender of a hotel where a party of thetaa are stopping tells me that they are getting v.ery fond of lager. In this coun try every stato has its own particular t style of drink. Whisky is at the top. SAVNew Yorker wa,ta rye all the time, a Pennsylvanian calls for Monongahela, the Kentuekians stick up l r ".Bourbon, amd it is nearly certain (eath to oftr a drinker from Florida or Georgia any but r corn wvhisky. .Jerseymen take applejack 3n preference to anything else, while U' Det.awvareans must have pechcl brandy and he. onoy. Missourians, as a rule, are > gre:ct whlkv drinkers; they want their whIiky traight and strong a(l Plenty of it. Nutj-('arolina, Alabama, Louisi anaa, Teoree, and other southern state; 'd ;'. great fancy dtrinkers. ' I'lm best. n:.:i'epei'r4 in the world comn' froim the ,Y)o:th. ince the California vin_es hatt t' out, the Pa cilie pe'opl' have enll, h,'avily for ea tawbal, but half of themcTt tell the diR,renee between a still eat.: b, a and anl or'diniary\ -'ilre." "iul,a ou)Ii don't. have. the -ptbt.Uen lar arand of whisky a gentlenan eatI,b for.". "Well, that's easily settled. There are - very fev hairs I at. don't kep rye adl(] l ;ourbon,i, anl(d. betw\een yol an'd lme, there are Iot. si"unv drinkers who can tell the diifferee.e. Most bars keep two or imort' bottles "f whiskv--all drawn1 fromll the samile 1re1l; and. if a barkeep Pr 1 i d:,rstanisd bi. busine:s, he can make a man thi-n'k ie is drinking rye r when he is actually &inking nlc-nIol. Badl rye whisky with a dtaslh of comon bitt!r. in it cai be nakf, !O pass as corn y whisky." "Are fancy drink'; -il:cieh demand now ?" r ''Fairly so. Sometimes tt bartender has to be sharp to keep up with the or der;. ''he other day a 1outhe-weri' ctilo in ( and ordered juni kof me. What the dence junk was I (lid not know, so I had to trust to my wits. I found out after a little that, junk was a compound of v applejacall :d cider, or another nam 1 lor stone tenre. Ano'tl r time a gentle man wanted an Albano punch I ask(d whetr he prfecrred brandy or Santa k Crtu , ruim, and when he answere( I . knew what :mit Allany puncll wias, for nearly all pinrhies are built on the same preseriptiol. " Wlhat are the principal fancy drinks 1 calleI for?" 1 "Well, New Yorkers take naturally to millk p umehe, and whisky and gin sours. Moultherners are heavy on sherry Cob tblers, -mMj:. juleps, bramndy Kniashes, brandy julaj. , :tn( .I;ou'bonl Sou's. -Phi Iladelph i ants, .wheni Ihey don'tt aike 0 ale or beer', or take their whisky t. tra ight, call for. eockGiIs, whisky C smai:1he.s, R3hnnan3 punc(h, an1a( Fish house C punlch. Fi*sIh htou s' ltpnch is oneit of thle ni ie'st drin3ks knoIfwn. It' i1 r,deh( of whisky h, t mncarlgendtvea cr dials, tog tete with lem<m3(3 :iunt Ioranges. Bu 5h :1 nel din 3ks go by d ifferesft niamles ini di tYerent pa11rts oft the country.," ~ -Aew Yor/k 3l1ai and Exrnes. Thme Laughinug-Gus ''Fad."' The1( be3lles of Newv York aro <quick to grabh right hold( of n1ew ideas t hatt are fr'iv~olou1t, and13 it is ai pity that their in clinat ion in) thait respect cannot be0 di Ivertedl into higher and1( broadier chan nels. I wenIt yesterd3lay to have1 a tooth Ipuille'd. New YorVk has severai p)laces exclusively for tha13t jer1ky s;ort of sur - gery, wvhereint no o3ther' (h-nt istrty is pr'ac , ieed, and1( wheIre gtrea:t (11pnint it ies of - la.utghing-gais ar3e used. [The atentstomed - loLli34nt tits plac3'idly dlownin Itthe( chair, hUleathis ouIt. of tIhe ba1g, goes to) sleep, I and11 a1wakens> in3 a miuiite or3 so to find( fthai his toot h is gonle. Ie hast3 sutfferedl 4i eithier dre:olt4 no pin. Hut the( njovices do( no0t diveost thIemtselvyes of thle fright of anmticipaltin and,131 the wait ing-r~oom i thereforei futl (If wobIegonei4 faces( and1 tremlt)1ingt~ limb)s , and4 thle voice4 (of per - stta0io3n ()35 is 131ntant ly 'raisedl. I'This ti me, however, I .caw ax bevy of fashionably drtessed girtls, . ot on of whom shtowed synmtomls of acinitg Itth (or palplitalting telrror. "'Now, ladies,"' said( one of theo Ioperators, "phlase st11p this wa."' TIhey Twent imto the sanietumr, but were not so perfectly seeh uled thalt I cld(( not see whtwas donme toI themt. Each1 in turn took a bIlithtesomie seat inl the chair, - br'eathled thei gals, fell back in)sensible, 5peeily atrousedh herself, and1 gave place to ano1th3er subIject. Then they paidl 50 ,('ents api(ece and( depar)ited, ltauyhiig and , chattermtg. T'hey t1ake3. thle gas for exhiilerat.ion," saidI the doctO', when I asked for an exp)lanat ion. "It is usually a eure for headache, it vivifies a jaded brain, and it has( sud(denmly become a stylish thing to take. After a3 late niighit at a recep tioni, or3 ainy othe(r ('ause ?>f lassitude, the belles visit uIs ini parties like the one youi've seen, and take light (loses of au11ging-gaLs. That is the latest swell fad(, you1 know.'" - It 31may31 (inerest the fair weare1rs of seal sacquies to knlowl hiow ma1fny big, roiund(, ' limud eyes htave been shu1t'hlv thto cruecl Y lance of connineree iln thle Nor'th Atlat,i - this year. Of the Dunh:dee ileet of steamj s captuiredl 73,:190 seals, ats aigain~'st 3l4,329i la.st y'ear. Foutr ships wenit to Gzreenlatnd .1and slaughitired J0,750O, a tagainst 0 17,119 last yer r'. Tea was inltr'odluced into Scotland by the Duke of YQrk in 1628.,, MADSTONa ROM ssmQ North +a .Uaa Takes a Instad ot desa,s+ North Carolina boost#1 than four madstotte alleged to have certilfl making each the great stone. Wonderful ap haye been effected by madstornes diarinag the past. ry. Some of theP are aven S that, but faith j their neyer diminjshed. Iee one in l alifa" o an bitten by rabid do a re ; to the stonte or te stone taken to them for years. 4s ' two cases were treated by gtal ,09 is now under treatment. Another stone is knolin fha a near as the Painter madetone ,ii4 owned by Mr. Painter of a county. It is in demand 'by bo ginians and North Carolinian., a there are cases known of persons ing eases known of persons having been taken hundreds of miles to b0 touched by this stone. On Uhristimas eve R. M. White, of Halifax county, Va., was bitteb a. mad dog. lie went to Painteri as soon as possible for treatment.; PAin. ter applied the stone sixteen t5t t' : the wound. It adhered fifteen tilxeie, but at the sixteenth application tb stone would not adhere. White i' given inmediate relief. Last wee a 'iegro woman living tiear Danville as bitten. Satuirday she was taken to Painter lbr treatment, and this is now in progress. The people of that see. tion claimn that this'Ia the only gent" uine madstone in the State. . oe of -ri these nadstones have ever b n do . By some persons they are i+garded giving luck to their possessors. KI LLED HIS OWN SON. A Kentucky Farmer Blows His Boy's Head OK, Calling Him Lasy. News has just been brought to Owensbirg, Ky., by a gentleman from Muhlenberg county, this State, of an uitural murder, that of a son by his father, ear the Mnd River coal mines p that conty. G.. L. Hopkins, the fittler, is a farner, and is about fifty years old. H has an ungovernable r tenpur 4t Hnes, and has been the dread of t(lo neighborhood. in his fa nily 'he hias.1teu quite severe, and at. times 'oe'e cruol, and then for a season, over-indtigont. Last week he was on a spree and in one of hi savage moods, findig fault with every thitg at home. lie chat-ged his son WiIlie wIth lazinet,s and wot-thlebsness, although the neighbors looked on him a4 a patient, much abused and over worked boy. - - , On Saturday morning, about 5 o'clock Willie, who is nearly tnineteen "yba'-s old, got up and began putting on his best clothes. G. L. lilopkins, the father, who was standing with his back to the fire, seeing this, exclain ed: "You lazy whelp, take off thdm breeches and put on your wol'kin'g trousers." Willie nettled up and re plied; "Pap, I've had enough of that," and weit on dressing. "I'l show yOtt how to talk to me," and grasping ' the shotgun frs he books on the joist, fired as lie spoke the last, wt..d and blew the whole tor of Willie's head oil lie hastily picked up his hal and coat and fled, and has so fAr escaped arrest. Robbed of 81,500 and his Wateh, Phil Cox, a fine-looking man, who hails from YalzOo City Miss., paraded the streets of New Orleans for a week with a big dog at his heels atnd a thous. and(-dollar' silIvetr certificate pinned to lis waistcoat, lie has been a regular attendanit at the Exposition races, somietitnes netting heavily, and was usually in the comyany of sporting men., lIe drank a great deal and used to display the silver certificate without any fear of the cotnsequences. Last Thursday tight Cox was taken to his rooms intoxicated, by three men, nuamled Waddle, Costello and Faulk tner, who put him to bed. When he awvoke the n1ext morning his silver cer tificate, *500 in bills, two diamond cluster iAhna and a gold watch and chain, valued .at $400O, were missing. It was found that the hinges had been remnovedl from the door leading into the back yard, but it is thought th t the presenco of the b(g dog would have prevenited a robber from entering. Th'le police wvere lu formed Jate Satur (lay night andi they arrested Waddle, but the other two men who took C~os home have not been found. Predicted Hits Own Death. D)atniel (J. Sperry, of South Wind sor', Conn., w:ho early in December predicted his death in three weeks thereafter, died on Tuesday afternoon, within a month of the date he pre dicted. le had already settled his business affait's and had boaght a mae sive oaik coffin, which'he kept in his house. The failure of his prediction that lie would pass away In December had no efrect upon him other than to make him more depressed iln spirits. lie said nothinig further regarding his presetnment, but it was evident to his frienids that he had net abandoned it, for lie showed no interest in dalil affauirs or in the future. Lie was well advanced in years, but was in ordinary good health until this strange presenti tment begani to prey upon him. A Railroad Wreek. A disastrous wieck occurred last Wed nesday ntighit on the St. Joseph and Des Moines branch pf the Chica go, Burlington and QuincyV system, about four miles east of Albany. A passenger train' bounld for St. Joseph encountered a broken rail, when theo wvhole trair,, except the engine, was thrown from the track and down an emibanikmenlt flfteeni feet. There were fIfteen passanigers on the tralid and not one escaped injury. An old named Miller, from Palmyra, Iowa, was instantly kiled, his neck -being Jroken,. Several were serioul hurt. --The health of Ex-PreSid## Arthu ias caused some anxiety ~tMag * ast few weeks. lie has ben u4i' reatment for severe indige Ion is diet has been restried to Iq' implest articles of 'food prinoe) nilk and pepsin. He. L. uch from insom nia andtb tervous excitement andAn