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ir you have Store aLjmd Chan
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AUGU8TU8 B. KNOWLTON,
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j7 FELDER MEYERS,
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Browning & Browning,
attorneys at law,
?RANGEBCRQ ?. H., So. 'Jet.
MaieoLM I. Baewarao.
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AUGUSTUS B. KNOWLTON
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~UL .BUSINESS ENTRUSTED rill be
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Tho W Iii to Muslin Dress.
A STORY OF TWO SISTERS.
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BY HELEN FOREST UP.AVF.fi.
?It's only a headache, Doctor Maylis/
said sir. Atheling; bet Mcticeat is Tory
delicate, aud I think it is always beat to
f<teke these things in time/
?Certaialy?certainly,' said Doctor
Maylis, absently.
He was not thinking of what the
bald>headed, sumptuously dressed old
gentleman was saying?he was looking
at Melicent Atheliug, as ahe reclined in
a low chair, in a blue silk morning
wrapper, with ttfrquoise in her ears, aud
great clusters of diamonds sparkling on
her pretty fiogora?a human 'lily ot the
field/ who 'toiled not, neither did ahe
spin.'
How different she was irom the last
patient ho had viaited, this spiled, lovely
heiress.
Stooping over hia tablets, he hurriedly
penciled a prescription
'This will act yuur head right/ aaid
ha, rising
t *Why are you in such a hnrry f'
pouted Melieont; with a shy sidelong
glance from benoath her long, dark
lashes.' It's so dull hero ; and I depend
ed on you for a little news aud gossip.'
'Newa and gossip! Nay'?the hand
tome young physician anawerod, care
lessly?'I am a poor medium lor that.
Rut I am busy to-day. By the-way,
Mi?s Heater?*
Heater Atheling came from the win
dow where she had been sewing in
unobtrusive silence. She was a pale,
dark girl, singularty unlike Melieent,
although she was Mr. Atheling'a
daughter by hia first marriage?nue ef
the world's Marthas, who are seldom
missed until we are forced to look in
vain for their quiet office*! of duty and
ailec'tieh: r i
4|Wbateau I'do for you, Doctor May
lia ?' j
'I don't exactly tike to b;?g/ aaid the
doctor, laughing,'but I have just come
from a house where a young girl?scaree
ly older than yourself, Miss Melieeut? i
is drifting away on comu uption She
is a working girl, pitifully poor, and
Miff? ring for the little luxuries which
sire almost a necessity for one in her
condition. In a large establishment
like this, there is aluiost alwaya a super
Unity?wine, fruit, little delicacies?'
'I anderstand, Doctor Maylis,' said
Hester, quietly. 'Where does she live ?'
'In Molynoux Street, No. 13. Her
name is Eatelle Reooux?a French
girl?'
'Oh, I know !' cried Melicent, sudden
ly lifting her golden curls from the blue
aatin pillowa?'Julie Ilenoux's sister !
Julie does up nil my Swiss dressea and
fine laces. I pay Julie great prices,
because she does them up in real French
?tyle?like new. I neror could bring
mjself to beat down the poor 1'
'Melicent ia so kind-hearted,' said old
Mr. Atheling, patting his daughter's
cheek.
Doctor May Its went away.
'Isn't he handsome ?' said Melicent,
when she was alone with Hester. 'His
features are as straight as a Qreek
statue, and there is that dreamy, far-off
look in his eyes that I can never
fathom. I like a man that I can't under
atand. Hottie I'll wager ray diamond
locket against your ivy-leaf pin that I
am Mrs. Doctor Majlis in throe
months ?'
'I do not like wagers,' said Hettie,
celdly ; 'and least of all, on such sub
1 jects as that.'
'You're born to be an old maid !' said
Melicent, laughing. 'He is to be at
Mrs. Cressy's to-morrow night?Leonora
told me so?nod I shall have a fine op
portunity to fascinate him than and
there/
Hester looked almost enviously at
her younger sister.
'Am I growing envious ?'she asked
herself, biting her lips. 'Am I vain
enough to fancy that Doctor Maylis
would ever cast a second glanee toward
me?' I
And she went away with crimsoned
cheeks and hurried footsteps.
'Hetty 1' her sis tor called after her,
from the luxurious depths of tho blue
satin easy-chair, 'if you'ro really going
to that Renoux place, ask Julie to send
j homo my India muslin. I want to wear
j it to-morrow night, and it should have
been sent before now.'
'But, Melicent/- if the sister is siok
perhaps Julie may not have had time?
'Nonsense !' criod tho spoiled beauty.
'Time, indeed I It is her business ; and
if ahe don't send it home this afternoon.
I'll give my Anting aud laundry-work
to some one else ! Tell her so ; for I cer
tainly shall not wait upon the eon ?
venience of Mademoiselle Julie Renoux,
or any other washer woman V
So Melicent returned to her novel,
while Heater, dressed in gray, like a
acber little nun, sallied forth, with a
well-filled basket on her arm, upon the
errand of Mercy to No. 13 Molynoux
Street.
'It is a d'smal little street,' thought
Hester, 'and a dismal little house. I
wonder how people endure to live in
such places always ?'
Pushing open the door, which always
stood ajar. Hester seconded tho un
carpeted stairs.
'Does Mise Renoux live hare 7' she
asked of a slatternly girl who was toil
ing up ataire with a pail of water.
'Yes, mum, she do,' replied the girl,
refreshing her eyea a good atare at the
visitor. 'Third floor, front room, miss.'
And following these directions Hes
ter Atheling knocked at the door.
Julie Renoux herself opened it. Hes
ter knew her well by sight?a pretty,
slight girl, with great black eyes, trans
parcntly fair skin, and a pleasant, smil
ing mouth.
'Miss Athelin V she eried. 'Oh, I
am so surry about Miss Moliceot's dress
but our Estelle lies so ill. Look I'
And with a true French gesture she
pointed to the shadowy, colorless young
creature, who lay, supported by pillows,
on the bed at the farther side of the
room.
'She can hardly breathe, at times,'
whispered Julie, as Hester stood in
pitying silence. 'I have to fan her by
the hour. Once?twice?I began on
Miss Mclicent's dress ; hut she called to
me. 'Julie,' she aaid iu her po>r, faint,
voice, 'I shall not bo with -you'loAg.
Do not leive now !'
Aud the tears streamed dowi Julie's
cheeks, answered by bright dr >ps on
I Hester Atheling'a own lashes.
Kneeling quietly down by the bed
aide, she unpacked her few little trea
sures of wine, jelly and fruit.
'Perhaps yeu can taste of thgsc
Estelle,' said she, kindly. 'Will you
let me pare an orange, and cut off a few
white grapes ?'
Estelle looked gratefully up.
'They r.ro beautiful !' she faltered
'and I am no much oblige, mademoiselle;
but my throat is so bad that I can
swallow but little. Ry-and-by, perhaps
?and in the meantime, leave them on
the table. They are like a pretty pic
ture to my eye.'
'Ah !' sighed Julie, 'we poor folks
cannot buy such things. The landlord
clamors for rent, the grocer will not
send starch or'ooal until the back bills
are paid. Aud yet?tho poor muat
live I'
'Julie,' said Hester, drawing her
aside, 'my sister wants her dress to
night.'
'It is not possible,' said Julie. 'Look
there!' and she pointed to the dying
girl.
Hester hesitated. She knew how
deapotio and obstinate the beautiful soft
eyed Melicent could be. She saw the
full wretobedness of the roverty in
which these poor young foreigners
dnrclt. I
'Julie,' said sho, you are right. Do
not leave poor Erstelle while she lives.
Rut the dross muat bo completed aud
sent home to night.'
'How ?'
'Where are your irons? Bring nut
the tablo?1 will do the dress.'
'You Miss Hester ?'
'Yes, I. Why not? I will promise
you to bo vory quiet and not disturb
Este lie ; and my aistor will nover know
that you were not the laundress. For
Melicent is very capricious and will I ul,
and if you disappoint her, she would
probably take away hsr custom. Quick !
?give me the irons !'
'MisB Hester, you are an angel fro in
heaven !' cried Julio, as from Fat olio's
pillow she watched the snowy drifts of
muslin grow into folds of glimmering
bcanty, beneath Hester's quick aud not
unskilllul hand.
'I am nothing of t he sort,'said Hos
ter, laughing; but I do believe I am a
tolerably good laundress. How long
have I been doing this? Three-quarters
of an hour. Does it look right, Estcllo ?'
Bnt at the same moment one of tho
glowing hot irons slipped from its stand,
?od fell across her arm. She uttered a
cry, which was echoed by Julie Reaoux.
'Oh, Miss Heater, you are hurt?'
'Not seriously,' Hester bravely ans
wered 'Indeed, Julie, it is nothing. Put
the dress in its basket, and I will Bond
a servant for it as soon as I reach home.
But Estelle motioned weakly for the
young visitor to approach her bedside,
aud pressed her lips to tho red scar
raised by the irou.
'God bless you !' she * tfcrjrmured.
'God's saints have you iu their^kecping,
gentle lady !'
Aud the pain seemed less in her
burned arm after EatcHe's^'Iips h.ul
bruathod their fervent blessing.
* * * * * *
'How provoking ! said Meliceot Athcl
ing petulautly. 'Doctor Maylin said he
would cn 11 for mo, and hero I have bten
sitting in my party dress this half hour
all in Vain ! I'll wait no longer ! Pro
bahly there is some misunderstanding,
and I shall soe him thore, wondoring
why 1 den't make my appcarauce. Call
the carriage at once, John.'
And Bhe rustled nway in the snowy
dress, all puffs, and rufiile.O end dainty
flouuecs, that Hester's owu hands hud
ironed.
Just half an hour afterward, Doctor
Mnylis came in looking wearied and
pale. ?
'I am glad your sister did not wait
for me,' he said, 'I am in no mood for
waltzing or music to uight ; I have just
been seeing poor Estelle Rcnoux die.'
Tho tears, sparkled jtJ.'o Hester's
eyes. |
'Poor girl !' she rrurjmurcd, under
her breath. (
'Don't say 'poor girl!* said Doctor
Maylis, abruptly, 'say rather 'happy
girl !' Her troubles arej all over now.
What is the matter wr?h your hand V
as his quick eye caught sight of her
baudaged wrist. ;
?Only a slight bum,'Ac nnswercd, in
ratli?r ;.n ????. i a r visaed j|fleL?r-.
'Let mo lonk at it,' said he. 'Yes, I
ottmprohciid n >wf You are the heroine
of the little story I heard at Julie
llcnoux's, yesterday. Y?iu ir-?no<l your
sister's dreas, .scarring yourself thereby,
rather than let those two poor girls
Miflcr Iron her caprice.'
lie rose and walked once or twice
across tho room, in his old eccentric
way, while Hester '.-.t, with trembling
lingers, at her sowing.
'Hotter,' ho su:d, approaching her, '1
wonder if I might dare to speak all that
is in my heart?if I might tell you that
this night I have met my ideal of woman
hood, and that, ?he is before me now?
Hester dare I ask you to bo my wife V
* * * * * *
When Melicent Atlteling came home
that night, cross and tired, with the
memorable white muslin drc.?s ail crump
led and soiled the flowers faded in her
bonquot, and her pearl fan hruken, ehe
fouud Doctor Maylis and Hester still
tele a Me before the parlor fire.
'Oh, Melicent,' the elder sister falter
od, with eyes wot with happy dew, "l
have promised to marry Doctor Maylis!'
Aud so Moliccnt's caatle iu the air
fell to ruins ! It teas mortilying to have
plain, simple, dark faced Heater mar
ried the first, and to Doctor Maylis, of
all persons in the world ! Rut there
seemed to be no help for it and Melicent
cried hersolf to sleep that night
Rut IIcuter paid her simple prayer:
'Dear Father iu Heaven, I thank
Thee for the troasuro oi a true man's
hca;t that Thou has bestowed upon
mo !'
Value of Advertising.
'.My success is owing to my liberality
in advertising.'?Donner.
'Advertising has forniHhcd me with u
con petenco.'?Adiui Lawrence.
'I advertised my productions and
made monoy.'?Nicholas Long worth.
'Conrtant and persistent advertising
is a sure prelude to wealth.'?Stephen
(iirard
'He who invests ouo dollar in business
should invest one dollar in advertising.'
?A. T. Stewart.
'A man who is liboral in advertising
is liberal in trade, aud such a man sue
cceds while his neighbor with just as
good goods fails and drops out of mar
ket.'?Horaco Greelcy.
Among the rare things given Patti iu
Russia is a canary bird of gold as large
as life, with a bill of pearl and diamond
eyes.
The Small Worries.
??.w-V"*> ?7604 ii'i tuytil y.ue^odw
The chtistain world has long been
guessing what Paul's thorn In the flesh
was. Many of the theologicul doctors
have felt Paul's pulse lo see what was
tho matter with him. We supp-ise tho
reason he did not tell us what it was
may have, been, because ho did uot
want us lo know. lie knew that if he
stated what it was, there would have
been a groat many people from Corinth
bothering him with prescriptions as to
how he might cure it.
Some say it was diseased eye?; some
that it was humped back. ft may have
been neuralgia. Perhaps it was gout,
although his active habits and sparee
diet throw doubt upon the supposition.
Suffice it to say, it was a thorn?that is
it stuck him. It was sharp.
It was probably of not much account
to the eyes of the world. It was not a
trouble that could be compared to a lion,
or a boiBteroui sea. It was like a thorn
you have in your hand or foot, aud no
one know it. Thus we sot! that it he
coioes a type of these little ncttlesome
worrits of life that exasperate the
spirit.
Every one has a thorn stickiug him
The housekeeper finds it in unfaithful
domestics; or an inmate who keeps
things disordered; or a house too small
for conveniences, or too largo to he
kept cleanly. The professional
man finds it in perpetual interruptions,
or call for 'more copy.' The Sabbath
schoolteacher finds it in inattentivo
scholars, or neighboring teachers that
talk loudly and make a great uoisc in
giving a little instruction. One man
has a rheumatic joint which, when the
wind is north eaat, lifts the sto rn t?:gn i\.
Another, a business partner who takes
full half the profits but do.!? not help
earn them. These trials are the more
ncttlesome boeause, like Paul's thorn
they arc not to be mentioned. Men
g-at sympathy for broken b mas and
.smashed feot, bu' none lor the end of
?hurp thorns th at have b e:? broken oft
in the fingers,
Lot us start nut with the idea that we
mit->t have' annoyances. It see in t?
take a certain number of them to keep
us humide, Wakelul and prayerful. To
l'.ul the thorn W; s as disciplinary as
the shipwieck. if it is not u e tiling
it is another. If the stove docs not
smoke, the boiler must leak. Jt the pen
is good, the ink must be poor. If the
thorn does not pierce the knee, it mu-st
stick you in the hack. Life must h iva
sharp things in it. We can not make
up our robes of Christian character with
out pins and needles.
We.want what Paul got?grace to
bear these things, Without it we be
come cross; censorious and irrasuibl i
Wc get into the habit of sticking our
thorns into other people's fingers. Put.
(xod helping us, wc place these annoy
auces in the category of the "all things
which work together lor food. We see
how much shorter thorns arc than the
spikes that struck through the palms of
Christ,s hands, and, remembering that
He had on His head a whole cr^wu of
thorns, wc take to ours Ivos the consola
tion that if we suffer with llimon earth
we shall l>2 glorified with Ulm in hea
ven. Put how could Paul positively re
joice in these itifirntii ics ? Tho school
of Christ has three clhssos of scholars;
:n tho fust class we learn how to be
stuck with thorns without losing our
patience: iu the second class we learn
how to make the sting positively advan
lageous; in the third class of this school
we learn how, oven to rejoice in being
pierced and wounded: but that is the
senior class, and when we get lo that,
wc are near grucuating into glory.
A Savannah letter states that, thank
to the acvercnt industry of some of Shcr
man's soldiers who encamped there iu
December, 18lM, several tomb stones in
tho Ponavettture Cemetery bear such
inscriptions as'Hannah Tomlinson. 711
years;' 'Charles Denver, 1,569 years,'
etc., while one mendacious monument
declares that beneath it reposes the dust
of one who departrd this life on n
cir.ain date, 'aged 8,-80 years,' which
will probably, home years hence be cited
by some American Schliemann as con
vincing proof that the world isseroral
years older than Muses would have us
belicvo.
Colorado has eight hundred and sixty
eight miles of railroad, and fivo years
ago had not one.
Struck With the Wrong Hand.
A few days ago two citizens of Mart
ford met at the poit office in that city,
and whilo waiting for the New York pa
pers to arrive, one of thorn, who hud a
car on the middle joint of one of his
fingers on his left hand, was tolling tho
other how the aforesaid scar happened
to he there. The substance of the story
was as follows: Some twelve or fifteen
years old, at the time Jack Nelson had a
gymnasium and gave lessons in boxing
h'ly's block, on Mail) Street, a friend ot
tho man with tho scarred hand, by the
uatue of lliily M-. having joined Nel
sou's boxing class, wutitod to find some
one whom he could practice with in the
time between tho lessons.
With this purpose in view he went to
his friend J., him of his scarred hand,
and proposed to give him lessons in the
manly art of self deieuso as s iou as ho
himself had buctl instructed. Hilly
argued that he could impart the instruc
ti m to his friend 'I'reo grain for uoth
ing ' besides having an opportunity t>
to improve in skill. So as so m as he
got his first lesson ho hurried away to
show J, how easy it was te become a
Hcenan. Ho got the doubting J.
up in lront of him, aud giving him some
good advice, placo 1 himself in an atti
tudo of defense, and said to .1.
'Nott striko at my head With all your
might.'
'Hut.' protested J. 'we have no gloves
and I should bo sure to hurt you '
'I'll risk it,' laughingly replied Billy
'Nelson has always taught me how to
parry. Strikeout hard, and I'll show
you what science can do.,
J. still hesitated. It did not appenr
to his unsophisticated tniud that he
could strike at a man with all his might
without bitting him and hurting him at
that. Besides, he h:'A a due regard for
his own safely. Hilly might,~iri tne~~erT
r husiasm of a handsome party, counter
on his (.1.'s ) prominent proboscis, or sta
tie into activity the contents of.biabrujid
basket, or cause ono or bath eyes to g.>
into mourning ou their own uoomnt
1 ut his feats were at length di-pilled by
a promi.-c (Vo n Hilly thu he woul 1 i :t
wholly on tho defensive, and by further
assurance that it w is absdutdly inipn
siblc lor an inexperienced pors in like I .
to Iii: him.
'Do not bo afraid., exe'aimed Billy,
'strike hard ! Von cannot hit mo.
Strike at my head.' v]
And whilo he was speaking J.'s lo.!'i
hand shot out like the leg of a kicking .
mule, and Billy went backward an 1 fell
like a log. J. saw that his left h tu 1 W is
badly cut, but he sprang forward i i as
sist Billy to his feet. The litter, h>.v
i ever, struggled up without liJ'auJ with
! a thumb and forefinger ran sacking his
mouth as if s-arching for something, he
emphatically remarked, employing his
I'avavoritu oath. 'You struck with the
Wl'on? hand.'
Billy had been drilled only in the
right hand parry, and forgot to moni
tion the fact to the awkward J. What
Billy was searching fur in his mouth he
had found on the floor. It .vis a to ith.
The :cir on J.'s hand was eoused by
coming in contact with that tooth. Bat
J. ought to have known better than to
J strike a I fiend in the mouth with the
wrong han.d< Billy never took the rj
maining eleven lessons. Somehow he
ha I his appetite for boxing .
- .? ii - - ? ^mmm?
There was to have been a gran I col
ored wedding in Columbus, Git., the
ether day. but when the bride and her
friends reached the church they foun 1
the bridegroom mis-dug. A search was
made and he was found fast asleep ou a
dry goods box iu the street, with no
marriage license, and with but fifteeu
cents in his pocket. The poet is right
the course ofe dored taue love never did
run smoot hly in Georgia, ami probably
never wil I.
?mm* ? - ? ? ?? ?
Lost a Situation Kon Sf.voi.vo.?
One. of the women emp'oyed iu a shirt
factory in Bridgeport, Conn., has boon
iu the h ibit of singing two line* of 4M ol
lie Darling' with suth unvarvtng per
sistency that the manager told her that
if the general sanity of tho establish
mem was to be maintained this musical
exercise must cease. Tho indignant
woman replied by throwing a box of
shirts at his head aud vuitting the fuc
tory.
Ma-sacbu.setts has so fur elected
tweDty six ladies as members of rr'.tool
committees.
Desperate Adventure in New York
its vi tifiiu tl (?-? ipu .?????ita tt
The New York Times gtVas'an ac
count of the desperate advsntui'o of A
lawyer, A. B. Morris, of Wateftowo, N.
V. At lialfpast six o'clock, en Th?rs
day night, while the gentleman referred
to was standing at a prominent point on
13 road way, he was aocostod by ja young
woman, who relatod a most pitiful tale
of poverty, and begged, the sum, of two
dollars to keep her .and her mother) from
being turned into the street bjr a rapa
cious laud lord. Mr. Morris was willing
to give the desired amount, but tho wo
man insisted upon him accompanying
her in order to verify her statement.
What subsequently took place U given
iu the victim's own statement: 'v\'e
went cast from Canal street, and turned
: a
into a ride street, and alter a while we
came to a house aud ascended two or
three itcps, and entered a narrow hall
way. Then the woman opened a door
and askud mo to walk iu and wait until
she could advise her mother that-some
one was coming to see her. In-front of
the fire, and nearer to it th?h tho
lounge, was a cottage bedstead. :'You
will have to sit on the bed sir/ said the
woman, 'as there are r.o chairs. I will
take oil' my shawl and go'at ?ace to my
mother.' At the woman'ssug^ ?&ou, I
sat down on the bed, about two feet
from the foot, the woman standing In
front of me with her shawl in her hands.
Hardly had I seated myself when she
I sprang upon me like a tigress, throwing
the shawl over my head. .At the sarao
moment I felt myself grasped byisome
ouc under the bed. I then felt.that I
had to struggle for my life. I had;8300
in my pocket book, a draft for;$150,
and a $500 watch in my vest.pocket.
I could not see, us my head was compla
tely enveloped iu the shawl, but I felt a
strong pull at my watch chain, and
afterwa7iT"~r~ TcttT" a"^uliiuPin my~posfcflt~'~
where my money was. I made a tre
mvtidous effort, and succeeded in throw
:??? the woa.nu over tho foot ot the bed.
1 i heii sprang-up uud freed my feet and
rohed to the further corner of tho
r-toui. There the woman again attacked
me, hut 1 knocked her down, and than
taking a large pearl handled, silver
mounted kiiif? from my pocket, ! swore
that if anybody attacked me again I
would put a ballet through him. I
then went to the door, aud to my aston
ishment found it locked, bolted and
barred. 1 drew tho bolt und took'down
the bar, but couid not unlock the door,
as the key was gone. Finally I broke
off the hick with the bar, and found my
self at liberty. I afterwards went back
over the ground with d policeman,but
was unable to identify the house, al
though I did my best to do so.'
Suicidk of a Minister.?Bev. J.
II. l'addoek, of the Methodist Episcop
al Church, committed suicide ou Mon
day last, at Nantieoke, Fa; The Wilkes
ban e Record says he proaehed a sermon
ou Sunday last, and appeared | in his
usual health, both bodily.and mentally.
On Monday, he took a drive out with
his wife, and on his arrival homo,
deliberately shot himself with a revol
vor. causing instant death.
. ??fcv.?/jsihi?ULttSBI
The Brownsville (Teno.) Bee rises to
remark; 11 f the pusillanimous, unfilter
ed essence of contaminated skunk, don't
quit writin on our {bulletin boards, we
?tili horse whip him with a ten foot pole
and give him n pormit to behold that
part, of the Mil Ionian tableau pertaining
to the nether world in all its real and
native grandeur.'
Two gentlemen huivng a differenoe
one went to the other's door, and wrote
-Scoundrel' upon it. The other called
upou his neighbor and was r.oowcrsd by
a servant that hia master was not at
homo. 'No matter , was tho reply; 4I
only wished to re turn his visit, as ho left
his duiuo nt my door in the morning.
A Western paporsaysof the air, in
its relations to man. 'It kisses and bles
scs him, but will not obey him.' Blobba
says that the discripition stilts his wife
exactly.
The New Orleauf Picayune wants
some of the female orustders to visit
that city and try and remove some of
the bars from tho mouth of the Missis
sipph . . ... . ? ,../.e
A St. Louis doctor want* a divorce
from his wifo, because she calls him
names in the - presence of hia patients,
to the damage of his puree and the an
aoyanco of hia mind. ? t