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tlewis m. grist, proprietor, j Att Jfitkjpknf Jamilj Hcfosjjajjrr: Jfor % |lromo(ton of f|t |loIifkaI, Social, ^gricnlfitral anb Commercial Interests of % Jioufjr. jTERMS?$2.50 A YEAR, IN ADVANCE. VOL. 31. YORKVILLE, S. C., THURSDAY, JUNE 11, 1885. NO. 24. 1 ? Ifte Jfotg idler. UNCLE ALECE'SPROPHEOYT BY S. A. WEISS. "Yes, Robert, I know it's a poor place, but I don't feel willing to give it up. It's been ray home as it was my father's before me; and I did hope"?with a si^h?"that you'd ha' taken to it, and made it as good af 'twas in his time. Your own poor father never had any luck with it." "Nor do I expect any, mother. It takes a natural liking and a natural talent to succeed at any business, and I'ven one for anything except farming. I wish I could persuade you to sell the place, and let me set up a store at the cross roads. We could make more there without the labor and care that it costs us here." "I ain't so sure of that, Robert. Perhaps if you'd marry and settle down here with a good managing wife to help you, you'd do better and be better satisfied; and if it weren't for old David Gardner's obstinacy you and Letty?" "Enough, mother!" interrupted Robert, flushing all over his handsome, sunburnt face; 'it's no use to say anything more on that subject. I'll never ask any woman to marry me so long as I know that I couldn't afford her a suitable help, or so long as there's a mortgage hanging over the roof that I'd bring her to. A father's hardly to be blamed for saying that his daughter shall never marry a poor man, to break herself down as her mother did, with work. So that's settled." His mother looked at him anxiously over her spectacles. "If it wan't for the mortgage," she said, slowly, "we might get along. 'Twas that worried your father into his grave?that, and not finding the gold streak?" Her son made an impatient movement and she added: "Don't you think you could get a little more time allowed us, Robert. Maybe when the crop's sold, and the apples and cider?" "Mr. Davis won't hear of it mother I saw him yesterday and talked it over, but he insists it must all be paid by the first of August?ah, here he comes now!" Robert went out to meet the well dressed sharp-eyed *man in his handsome buggy, while his mother remained on the backporch mixing dough for the poultry. "There ain't many of 'em to feed now," she said, talking aloud to herself, as she had been accustomed with her late husband. "What with cholera and gapes in the chickens, and weak legs in the turkeys. I hain't had any but ill-luck with the lot of 'em this GnonL' tn 1 ccincr fhp hpsf, {rem* x nui c o \/iu uywu v?w >v ayer of 'em all, and Goldstreak's fit for nothin' sence her leg's broke. Ah, me! I'm mightily afeard that she's the only gold-streak we'll ever know on this place!'' "What's that about a gold-streak, Mrs. Langly?" exclaimed a clear, young voice. And a girl with a sweet face and bright bro#n eyes and a blue-striped chintz dress fitting perfectly to her trim figure, stood smiling before her. Mrs. Langley's face brightened immediately. "Why, Letty, how you do always manage to take one by surprise, as if you'd risen out o' the yearth or dropped down from the clouds! Well, child, you're welcome! And how's your mother?" Letty made a suitable reply, and explained how she had been sent by her mother on some little business connected with <joilt-patterns, for the invention of which Mrs. Langley was famous. "You shall have my gold-streaked pattern," said the old lady, promptly. "It's the handsomest of all, and I've never before given it away?not even to the minister's wife, who was so taken with it." "Gold-streaked again!" said Letty, smiling. "That appears to be a favorite name with you." "Ah, my dear, I've cause to think a heap of that name! Maybe it would be better if I hadn't; and maybe again?well, nobody can tell yet." There was a moment's silence when she I resumed: "I dare say, Letty, you've thought me ob- j stinate and selfish in opposing Rob's wish to I sell the farm. But I had a reason child, j more on his account than mine; and I think ! I may's well tell you. I know you're to be 1 trusted not to go and spread it among the j neighbors, who would no doubt be hinting that I'd better be put in a lunatic asylum. Maybe you'll think so yourself, but at any rata T'll let, vnu iudcre. "You see," she continued, as she slowly worked in another handfull of corn meal, "the Langleys come of Scotch stock, and, it's .been said that Rob's great grand'ther Langley, over in Scotland, had the gift o' second-sight?that is, seeing and knowing things that are going to happen. I've heard a good deal of talk about it in the family, but never did think much of it, though , my husband?poor, departed Jeeras?believed in it as firmly as he did in summer and winter. He said these things come by a mysterious law of natur'. Well, about I eight years ago old Uncle Alick Langley ; paid us a visit on this farm. I hadn't seen him but once before in my life?for he liv-1 ed down to Tennessee, a long way from . here. Him and Jeems, they walked all; over the farm, and it was a far better cul-, tivated place than now, though nothin' J compared to what it was in my father's time. Jeems' Uncle Alick didn't seem to think much of it, though. Then he went over the country looking up lands to buy for his son, Alick, who thought of coming this way to settle, if a good prospect offered. But in the end he gave up the idea as he couldn't find jest what he wanted." Here she began slowly and deliberately j to clear the dough from her hands. Letty j seated on the top step of the porch, looked ' up with quiet, expectant eyes. "The day that he went away," continued Mrs. Langly, with a long-drawn breath,' "he was standing here?yes, right here where you are sitting?and looking all around him on the farm. All of a suddent he says, 'Jemmy?Jemmy and Mary'? turning tome?I've one thing to say to you before I go. Stick to your farm, for there's ! a streak of golden luck in it.' Of course I asked what he meant; but all he would say was, I've seen it?I've seen it by the power that's given us to look into the future. I've seen a streak of good-luck running through your land that's to better your fortunes in good time. Don't part with it until your luck's found.' And that same day he went away, and the first we heard of him after he * got home, was that he was dead." There was another pause, and Letty said : "And you think there is really a vein of gold to be found on your farm ?" "Jeems thought so. To his dying day he believed in it. Goodness! how much he thought about that gold streak ! Why, half HIS limt* nc Spent ill iiuutui^, auu U1^^lub? and scratching around ; and at last he went off to town and tried to get two men, that w.is used to the business, to come out and examine the land to diskiver gold. "But they only laughed at him, and said no gold would ever be found in Pike county. And then he thought maybe there was gold money hid somewhere on the place; so he dug underall the rocks, and looked in the holler trees, and was speshly keerful in digging in the garden. "But no pot of gold ever turned up; and, meanwhilst, the farm got neglected, and it seemed that more bad than good luck was a-coming to us. Still, almost on his deathbed, he said to me: "'Mary, don't you sell the farm if you can help it. I believe, as faithfully as I believe in anything, that that streak of goldluck will turn up some time. No Langley ever yet prophesied what didn't come to pass.' "That was what he said ; and so now, Letty, you know, as Robert knows, why I am unwilling to sell the farm." "And what does Robert think about it?" inquired the girl, with a faint flush on her cheek. "Oh, he thinks it all nonsense?about the gold, and the second-sight, and all. And as for me?why, sometimes I can't but agree ; with him. And then, again, there's a feelI ing that there may be somethin' in it, after all?and that it may be given to some folks i to see what's going to happen in the future. Just as we know there were prophets of old, to say nothing o' the Witch of Endor." Just at this moment they heard Mr. Davis' buggy roll away, and 'Robert came around the corner of the house. He looked a little excited ; but that might be from finding Letty there. He walked home with her across the fields to the next farm. When he returned he said, quite abruptly: "Mother, Mr. Davis wants to buy the farm. He's offered more for it than I ever dreamed it would bring. He seems quite I anxious to get it; and when I told him that you objected to part with it, he actually offered to let us off with the balance of the j. j il - i morigage, proviaeu me uusmess i? seiwew i at once." "Why, Robert, what can he mean?" "I don't know. There's something in it I don't understand; but, if you've no objection, I'll go over to G-? to-morrow and see Lawyer Pannell about it." Robert had expected to be only one day from home; but he stayed three. And, meantime, the one hired boy, going to bring the cows from the meadow, reported that there were a number of men passing through the farm, looking about, examining the ground, and acting in a very strange and unaccountable manner. "Good gracious!" thought Mrs. Langley. "They surely can't be suspicioning the gold streak ?" She was very anxious for her son's return. When he did come she noticed the bright glance, and the brisk manner in which ne dismounted from his horse and came straight toward her, as she stood at the steps to welcome him. "Well, Rob, I see you've got good news." "The best of news, mother," he answered, cheerfully. The tears came into her eyes. "I shall hate to give up the old home, after all." "You need not give it up, mother. We won't sell the farm. Mr. Davis was sharp," he added, contemptuously, "but fortunately we escaped the trap he baited so nicely." "Why, what is it all about, Robert?" "Why, only this, mother: They are going to run a new rauroaa inrougn uur farm." "What! exclaimed the old lady, in dismay. "Cut our farm in two with a railroad and spile it completely ? So that's what's those men were after when they came trespassing on our place yesterday! But I'll see whether they'll ever venture to do it again! Surely, Bobert you'll not submit to see the farm ruined and?" "Hush, hush mother!" he said. "Calm youself, and let me explain." And when he made it all clear to her how the passing of the new railroad through their farm would make them comparatively rich?and how there would probably be a station established in their neighbood, and even perhaps on their very land, which would ten-fold increase its value?and how in that case he might establish a store there, and after awhile a postoffice, already needed, with various other prospective advantages?his mother could scarcely realize the idea of such good fortune. But her first words showed how much she had the happiness of her son at her motherly heart, when she said with moistening eyes: "You and Letty can marry now, Robert!" Some few months after this time, Mr. Robert Langley stood with his mother on one side, and his wife leaning on his arm on the meadow-slope, watching from a distance the busy laborers throwing up a clay embankment, where the new railroad was to be laid. The sun was slowly sinking to the horizon, and his almost level rays shone redly on the yellow clay, freshly turned up and gleaming in a long, bright line against the green fields beyond. "Dear me !" said Mrs. Langly, "I never knew there was so much clay on the land ; for all father's talk about a clay substratum over there, and his plowing in clover and marl. How red and yellow it looks! and how that long line of wet clay shines in the sunlight, like a streak of gold." At this, Letty turned with bright eyes, full of a sudden surprise. "A streak of gold? Oh, Robert, how strange!" Can this be the streak of goldluck that your father's Uncle Alick foretold ?" Mrs. Langley sank on the grassy bank, quite "shaken," as she declared, with this realization of the fulfillmentof the prophecy. "Maybe," she said, presently, "he did r'aly see it by the gift o'second-sight; or maybe, being a clever, far-sighted man, he might have got an idear that a railroad would have to run from G to L some time, and pass right through the farm, or maybe, he might have heard somebody say as much, when he wasspeculatin' round the country. I'd like to know which it was." And to this day she has not made up her mind on that point. A STRANGE BUT TRUE STORV. Many decades ago a vessel from Boston arrived at a dock in London. Among the hands on board was one named Tudor, a steady, well-looking young man, who acted as a'sailor. Very early one morning a young, beautiful and decently dressed woman came tripping down to the vessel and inquired of Tudor for the captain. She was told he was not risen, but she insisted on seeing him without delay. Tudor called him up, and she addressed him with : "Good morning, captain! I have called to see if you will marry me!" "Marry you '."'?believing her to be a suspicious character?"leave my vessel instantly, it you know what is for your good!" She next went to the mate and received a si-milar answer; she then went to where Tudor was, being engaged in handling shiptacks, and put the same question to him. "With all my heart," answered Tudor, in a jocular manner. "Then," said she, "come along with me." Tudor left his work and followed her. By the time the principal shops were opened the lady entered a barber's shop followed by Tudor. She ordered a knight of the razor to clip his beard and hair, both of which he stood in need. She paid the bills and entered a hat store. She requested the best of beavers in the store, and told Tudor to select one, and he did so, the nriee beitiir naid bv the ladv. Tudor threw his old tarpaulin"aside. They next visited a shoe store and selected a pair of boots, the lady also paying for them. Tudor by this time, was puzzled to devise the object the lady had in view. He solicited an , explanation, but she told him to be silent. She led the way into a clothing store. Ilere Tudor was told to get the best suit of clothes in the store. The man of tar bedaubed pants and checkered shirt was in a few minutes metamorphosed into as tine a gentleman as walks the streets, the bill, as before being paid by the lady. Tudor's amazement was now complete. He again and again earnestly insisted on an explanation ; the only answer he received was: "Follow me and be not afraid; all will be explained to your satisfaction." He, therefore, resolved to ask no more questions. Next she conducted him intoa magistrate's office and politely requested the minister of the law to unite her and her companion in matrimony. This was rather a damper to Tudor, but he yielded. The ceremony over, the couple were pronounced man and wife. Without uttering a word or exchanging a kiss, Tudor and his wife left the office, not however, until she had paid the magistrate his fee. The couple walked in silence, Tudor hardly knowing what he was doing or what he had done. Turning the corner, he saw a splendid house, toward which the wife directed her steps and into which they entered, passing into a room that was I furnished in a magnificent style. She told | him to sit down and make himself con' tented while she went into another room. The first one who addressed her was her uncle, who asked how she escaped from her room and where she had been. Her only answer was: "Thou fiend in human shape; I allow you just one hour to remove your effects from this house. You have long deprived me of my property, and meant to through life; but you are frustrated. Iam mistress of my own house. I am married, and my husband is here!" We must leave the newly married couple for the purpose of giving the history of Mrs. Tudor. She was the only child of a wealthy gentleman, Mr. A ) his daughter's name being Eliza. He had been at great expense in her education, she being the only object of his care, his wife dying A nliAitf f 1 rv*n WIlCIl SHU Wits quiie .yuuug. jx niiuii. tunc before his death he made a will by which his brother was to have all his property until his daughter was married, when it was to be given up to her husband, but if she died without marrying, the property was to go to her uncle and his family. After the death of Mr. A., his brother removed into his house and Eliza boarded in his family. She soon discovered that her uncle did notintendshe should ever marry. He shut her up in one of the centre rooms in the third story and refused her associates by telling them when they called that she had gone on a journey. The unfortunate girl was thus shut off from the world for three years. Her scanty breakfast happened to be carried to her one morning by her old servant, Juan. Seeing the face of her old friend and servant, Eliza burst into tears. Juan well understood the meaning. "Hush, Eliza! Some of your old servants have long been planning means for your escape." "What!" exclaimed Eliza, "is it possible that I am to be delivered from this vile place?" It is unnecessary to detail all the minutia of the escape. Suffice it to say that on the morning of the fourth day after the interview she made her escape. This was about daylight. She immediately bent her steps to the wharf where the Boston yessel lay. The amazement of Tudor and transport of his wife at the sudden change of fortune may possibly be conceived but cannot be expressed. One pleasant morning some days after the marriage tne crew 01 me uosiou vessel's attention was drawn to a splendid carriage approaching the wharf. The driver let down the steps and a gentleman and lady elegantly dressed alighted. The gentleman asked the captain what port he was from, and many other questions?all the time avoiding his scrutiny. Atlast.turningtothe captain and calling him by name, he said : "Captain, before leaving your vessel, permit me to make you acquainted with Mrs. Tudor." The captain and those about him had not recognized him to be their old friend and shipmate Tudor, whom they supposed some fatal accident had befallen. You may judge of the congratulations that followed. The captain regretted the harsh judgment he had at first passed upon the young lady, but unlike the mate, being a married man he was spared the added mortification of the latter that he had spurned even to consider so fortunate an offer of marriage. This remarkable marriage, the bride being snatched from prison walls, as it were, and the groom called from the hard and humble lot of a common sailor both brought suddenly and unexpectedly to positions of freedom and affluence?has haraly a parallel in all history. The union thus formed proved to be a very happy one. The large fortune that then fell under the active management of Frederick Tudor was wisely handledandlargely increased. In due time Mr. and Mrs. Tudor transferred their residence to Boston. With shrewd foresight Mr. Tudor entered largely in the ice business, being the first person to make shipments of ice by sea. IT is venture was made in 1805, when he sailed himself with a cargo of 130 tons, in his own brig to Martinque, West Indies. In 1815 Mr. Tudor obtained the monopoly of the Havana ice business, and important privileges from the Cuban government. In 1817 he introduced the business in Charleston, S. C., the next year in Savannah, and in 1820 into New Orleans. In May, 1833, he sent the first cargo of ice to the East Indies, which was delivered in the autumn of that year. Of the 180 tons, nearly one-half was wasted in the voyage and in going up the Ganges. The ice was sold immediately, at no more than half the cost of that prepared by the natives. In 1834 the first cargo of ice was shipped to Brazil by Mr. Tudor, and until 1830 he had a monopoly of the shipment of ice, but it finally became so large and profitable that others entered into the business from various ports. Mr. Tudor's foresight secured to Boston the chief position of the Calcutta trade, and gave her ships cargoes for Southern ports, thus reducing the cost of freighting Southern products to the North. The extensive and valuable Tudor estates in Boston and vicinity, where representatives of the family still reside, are well known. The Tudors have always been noted for public spirit, intelligence and refinement.?Boston Commonwealth. Are You Ready ??You are looking for a place and work in the world; are you ready for them ? If you are, you may be sure they are waiting for you. Thousands of men are look for situations, but it is astonishing how difficult it is to find the right man when there is a place to be filled. A host of men want it, but not one in a hundred is ready for it. Readiness implies something more than willingness to roll up one's sleeves; it means abiilty to do the thing required with skill, zeal, and absolute fidelity. A merchant wants a clerk, he can fill the place twenty times over with good, steady going, well-meaning humdrum men; he will be lucky if he finds in half a year the boy who will take all thought "of the place off his mind by the energy, capacity, and general intelligence he brings in to it. There is an opening in a newspaper office, and the need is advertised; there is at once a host of applicants; out of them, twenty-five young men can be selected who will do the work set before them fairly well; but the young man who will really fill the place and expand it, who will overflow it with vitality, freshness and life, must be searched for far and wide, as with a lighted candle. These select workmen who add to general good intentions the concentration and the mastery which go with high power, are the men for whom the world is looking, and for whom there is always a place. They survive financial crises and outlive hard times because they are indispensable; if their employers go to the wall they rarely wait long for another op portunity. tim oniy saie roau 10 success runs past the door of the man who has made up his mind to do one thing and to do it with all his might; to focus himself on it and to pour himself into it. Whatever you decide to do, qualify yourself for it by mastering every detail of it, fling yourself heart and soul into it. Are you ready ?? Christian Caion. Irrigation in Egypt.?The ancient wealth of Egypt has ever been in its crop of corn. As surely as the seasons come round, so surely has the Nile risen year by year. From the earliest time the Valley of the Nile has been divided by earthen embankments into a succession of great flats, measuring occasionally as much as 100,000 acres. The rising flood is diverted by a series of short canals into these flats, where the water stands two or three feet deep until it has soaked the soil and deposited its rich alluvial mud. By this time the Nile has subsided. Thedryingmud is rudely plowed and sown, and four or five months after the croo is reaped. No rain has fallen on it but the soil has been sufficiently saturated to require no further watering. A rich crop is produced, but by this system only one crop in the year, and during the Summer months, when, from its latitude and temperature, one might expect Egypt to be yielding subtropical fruits, the empty fields lie baked and parched. gisccllattcuus Reading. A BRILLIANT YICTORY. THE SINGULAR COMBAT AT SARINE PASS IN 1803. One of the most singular combats of the civil war was the affair at Sabine Pass. In September, 1863, the Federal government determined to possess itself of Sabine City, situated on the river of that name, about fifty miles from Galveston. It was considered a strategic point of great importance to the Union forces, and so carefully were all the plans laid and matured that General Franklin's Nineteenth Corps, accompanied by four gunboats, left New Orleans without half a dozen persons having the least suspicion of their destination. Tnfnrrnntinn had been room ved hvthetrov ernment that the Confederate defenses were s of little account, and it was confidently ex- f pected to take them surprise and come t into possession withcmt much of a fight. > The defenses consistetF'of a single dirt fort, mounting six g^nsA;lrith rifle-pits on the flanks. The garrfifori Tiad at no time numbered over sixty men, and when the advance of the Federals was first sighted there were only forty-four men, including officers, in the works. The officers numbered but two, and both were lieutenants. Gunboats and transports reached Sabine Pass in good shape, and after several shells had been fired into the fort without provoking an answer, arrangements were entered into for disembarking the troops. It was decided that while this was occurring the four gunboats should move up and pound away at the fort. If it was garrisoned the garrison would be driven out. If it had been abandoned, as some of the officers seemed to believe, the heavy missiles of the gunboats would knock it to pieces. At 4 o'clock in the afternoon the Clifton, Sachem and Arizona steamed forward to engage the fort at short range, and they had only fired one shot each when the Confederates returned an answer. The Sachem had the lead, and as she steamed on she used every gun which could be brought to bear, and her protected sharpshooters kept up a constant fire at the embrasures of the fort. The fourth shot fired at the Sachem struck her amidships with terrible force, tearing off her plating and crashing her timbers into ( splinters. Hersteampipe wascutorhroken, : and in ten seconds her crew were fighting ; ? il 1_ ^11 I an enemy more cruel tnan snoi or snen. The escaping steam blistered,burned, killed. Inside of two minutes her flag was hauled down and the Sachem lay a wreck on the water. The Arizona drew too much water to run in close, but as soon as it was seen that the Sachem had been disabled the Clifton steamed in to take her place. It was believed that so long as she kept moving any shot which struck her would bean accident,butshe had scarcely reached close-range position when she grounded on the bar and swung into such a position that the Confederates could bring four out of six guns to bear on her. Forten minutes it was give and tak^. Realizing that he was on the bar hard and strong, the captain of the Clifton turned all his attention to the fort, changing his shell for grape and canister whenever Confederate sharpshooters showed their heads above the parapet. The gunboat was struck frequently, but had sustained no great damage up to the instant the great' calamity befel her. A J ponderous iron boltstruck her almost where 2 the Sachem was hit, crashed through her 1 side in the same manner, and again it was J the hot steam from tjie boilers which fin- 1 ished the work of wreck and surrender. The Clifton hauled down her flag, and the J transports which had been following her in 1 todisembark the troops, lost no time in get- J ting out of range. ) The gallant action of the captain of the J Clifton in steaming up within such close t range, and of giving battle while hard and ? fast aground, was tarnished by his later con- t duct. After a white flag had been run up 1 and the Confederates had ceased firing, he * ordered all the guns spiked, and with his c own hands, fired a solid shot through the center of the craft, rendering her machinery entirely useless. Nearly the entire crews, together with over 100 sharpshooters, were f made prisoners by the Confederates, and j most of the guns were soon made available. ' Fither crew outnumbered the men in the 2 fort, but upon the return of the expedition 1 the flowery correspondents wrote of "3,000 c rebels behind the works," and added that ( "the loss of the enemy was without prece- 1 dent in war." Asa point of fact that can be proved to-day, not a single man in the fort ? was even wounded. ? For more than an hour and a half the forty-two men were under a fire which never 1 entirely ceased, and were given solid shot, J monster shells and liberal doses of grape and j canister, and yet not so much as a drop of 1 blood was drawn. At no time could all the ? guns be worked, and the crew, or such as J were being used, were, more or less, targets j for the sharpshooters aboard the gunboats. 1 While the parapet was dug full of holes deep ? enough to bury a horse, not one of the guns J was dismounted. t After the loss of the two gunboats the J others maintained a long-range fire tor half 1 an hour or so and then drew off. The force ? of infantry aboard the transports, was large r enough to have taken possession of the en- * tire district, and had come fully supplied for I permanent occupation, but a council of war determined on the abandonment of the ex- ? pedition and a return to New Orleans. It ? seemed rank cowardice to retreat from a fort 1 mounting but six old-fashioned cannon and s already knocked into a dirt-heap, but that 11 was the result. The Arizona outmatched 1 the fort in the weight and range of her guns, 1 and could have taken such position as would < have kept the Confederates under fire with * no chance to return it. But no such move- ^ ment was made. She could have prevented ' the Confederates from possessing themselves } of the two gunboats, but the idea was to get ^ back to New Orleans. She withdrew, fol- ] lowed by the well-armed Granite State, and , a couple of Confederate steamers came down the river and took possession of the surrendered crafts. They secured 150 prisoners, t sixteen fine cannon, alarge quantity of stores f and ammunition, and the Sachem was soon y repaired and added to their strength. There t were three prisoners to one guard, and had i there been any one to lead a break for liber- f ty most of them would have made their es- ( cape. si Here were from 12,000 to 15,000 infantry, si four gunboats and twenty or thirty trans- 6 ports driven off by less than fifty men. An si expedition costing hundreds of thousands of 1 dollarsand weeks of hard work was render- f ed a burlesque. A lodgment at Sabine i would have given the Union forces the key c of half of two Confederate States. ( Taken in all particulars, a stranger engage- I ment never occurred in war. The defenders i /->f tlit. Cni-f ii-ui-Anollod flit. Tt.tr naviuSSiiiirds J1 and their bravery was eventually rewarded by a silver medal to each man, suitably inscribed, and many of the rank and file were promoted from the ranks.?Detroit Free Press. About Choosing a Husband.?No sensible man, no man whose affections are I worth retaining, is driven away by being) told by the lady of his choice that she likes him, that she feels that in time she may come to love him, but that her heart is not yet his. If he really loves her he will come back again, and it is pretty certain that he will learn before a second asking whether his affection is returned or not. But a girl, if she cannot always choose, can always refuse; and generally her difficulty is this?it is evident that this man is making love to me. I do not love him, but I think I might do so if I choose; shall I choose or shall I forbear? It is here that the power of choice comes in, and it is here that the voice of prudence must be heard, if it is to be heard at all. In such circumstances a girl will act wisely if she gives considerable weight to the general opinion that is held of the gentleman inqupstion by his professional brethren, >r his business acquaintances. It is, in short, lot the man who is agreeable among wonen, but he who is well liked by his own ifex, who is the man to choose for a husband. \ mother, of course, always speaks well of ler son ; it is not what she says of him, but lis behavior to her, that is to be looked to. \ woman may feel certain of this point, hat as a man now treats his mother and listers, so he will treat her six months alter narriage. All this may seem very cold-blooded, very ar removed from the tender feeling which :ourtship induces. But, after all, a girl has i choice to make?a choice upon which the hnnrvmnoD S\f 15 f/Q Will flonPllfl <y IIU1C iUtppiUUCO VI 1IV.1 1IJV IT 111 UWI/VMV. j ind there is always a time, whether she noices it or not, before she parts with the conrol of her heart, at which she ought to lisen to her judgment. Without better judgnent than her own feelings she is very likey to make a mistake, but if she can aasure lerself that her lover is a man who is reipected and liked by his male friends, and is i favorite at home, she may be pretty sure hat in listening to his love she is choosing visely. BOYD WINCHESTER. Boyd Winchester, of Kentucky, who was ecently appointed Minister Resident and Consul-General to Switzerland, was born in he Parish of Ascension, Louisiana, on Sepember 23rd, 1836. While he was yet quite ,'oung his parents removed to Kentucky. Tis principal education was received at Centre College, Danville, in that State. He graduated from the law department of the Liouisville University, in 1857. He was adnitted to the Bar the same year, and shorty afterward was elected to the Kentucky senate. In 1868 he was a district elector on he Seymour and Blair Presidential ticket. n the following year he was elected a Representative in the Forty-first Congress from he Louisville District, and re-elected to the .^orty-second, serving from December, 1876, o March, 1884. In his youth, Mr. Winihester spoke French fluently. It is reasonible to suppose he" is still proficient in that ongue, and as it is the Court language of Surope, it will serve him to good advantage it Birul, where the Gallic element prevails. TO-MOKROW. To-morrow! "that fatal mistress of the ,'oung and lazy," what hopes of pleasure ind reform does the word conjure up to the nind of the sanguine; what remembrances >f past procrastinations, and broken resoluions, to the self-scrutinizing soul. Like the rainbow, at the end of which hildren expect to find a bag of gold; or ike the mirage which, in the thirsty desert, >flers a tempting vision of herbage and waer; so to our mental view, eager to evade he duties or to-day, appears mat mystical o-morrow, a sort of millennium, when we ihall carry out our long-talked-of plan of urning over a new leaf, and shall feel no remgnance to perform those unpleasant duies which we are so unwilling to begin tolay. But alas! "To-morrow never yet On human being roseor set." The rainbow fades as the child stretches >ut its hands for the bag of gold, the mirage ecedes as we approach it, and mocks our topes by appearing again on the far horizon ; md we hope to awake in the morning, and ind that this To-morrow, the Utopia of our Ireams, has come ; find that it is still Tolay, with the old spirit dragging its weary esolves. There is a saying that "none are so blind is those who will not seecertainly none ire so credulous as those who will not think. Does anybody really believe that it will equire less effort to pay that unpleasant call o-morrow with the additional disagreea)leness of having to find excuses for negecting it to-day ? Or will that pile of unmswered letters be any less alarming when ncreased by the morning's mail ? Or will hat kind action be any more acceptable for )eing postponed till your own warm impul;es have cooled, and the urgent need for lelp is past ? "Bin dcit, qui cito dat," says he Latin proverb. You may spend the vhole of to-day in lazily making good resoutions about the beef tea you will take that ;ick woman to-morrow, but when the morling comes the woman may be dead, and he opportunity for usefulness gone; and ,'ou will waste another day in idle remorse. Physicians tell us that the constant use of ledatives slowly hut surely deadens the energies, and saps the vital force, (food resoutions for to-morrow are a pleasant soothing yrup for our conscience to-day ; but there is i danger lest its activity be injured, and its jower of remonstrance destroyed; we want nental tonics, not sedatives. It is those Ireamers who talk most of the wonderful hings they are going to do in the future, vho end by never doing anything at all. 'What can you do, or think you can, begin it, loldness has geuius, power, and magic in it. Po-morrow ? 'Twill be the same story I'o-morrow ; and the next more dilatory ; ,"Y>r indecision brings its own delays, Vnd days are lost lamenting o'er lost days." A New Cotton Plant.?Attention is low attracted in the South to a new cotton >lant, which bids fair to prove immensely valuable. For many years A. A. Subers, if Macon Ua., has been carefully experinenting to hybridise the cotton plant that jrows wild in Florida with the common ikra. The new plant retains the okra stalk ind the foliage of the cotton. Its flowers ind fruit, however, are strikingly unlike iither cotton or okra. The plant has an iverage height of two feet, and each plant las only one bloom. This is a magnificent lower, very much like the great magnolia 11 fragrance, and equally as large. Like the ;otton bloom, the flower is white for several lays after it opens, after which it is first >ale pink, and gradually becomes red, when t drops, disclosing a wonderful boll. For ibout ten days this boll resembles the coton boll, and then its growth suddenly inreases, as if by magic, until it reaches the ize of a big cocoanut. Then its snowy breads begin to burst from the boll, but ire securely held in place by the okra-)ike horns or points that line the boll. Oneex)erienced picket can easily gather 800 jounds a day, and fast hands much more. iVere the only saving that of labor in gathsring the lint, the result of Mr. Subers' ex )eriinent would entitle him to the everasting gratitude of the Southern farmer. Jut this is not all?there are no seeds in he lint. Each boll produces about two )ounds of very long-stapled cotton, superior o the Sea Island, and at the bottom of the )oll there are from four to six seeds, rescinding persimmon seed. This new cotton, herefore needs no ginning. Such a plant vould revolutionize the cotton industry of he South.?Florida Times-Union. A Goon Cup ok Coffee.?"It is one of he simplest things in the world," said Miss Jorson, in her lecture yesterday afternoon, 'to make a good cup of coffee, and this can asily be accomplished by applying a little iommon sense. If you put boiling water >u coffee, and not let it boil,"she continued, "you have all the good qualities preserved. 81 One reason dyspeptics cannot drink coffee is because it is boiled. The style of coffee an . pot is just a matter of fancy. I have made as good coffee in an old tomato can as I have ever sipped from the finest French coffee . ., urn. We should take lessons in fhe matter ^'a11 from the Turks and Arabians, who grind lishi their coffee to a fine powder. the "When the coffee is ground as fine as pos- ligh sible, put it in a little bag of unbleached forn muslin, which shoqld be tied tightlyenough , to prevent the escape of the grounds. If ? you use a cup of unground coffee you can s-h01 make over a quart of very strong, black silei coffee. In making coffee many people sac- be i rifice flavor for strength. Bitterness comes He from boiling. When boiling water is placed deal on the bag of ground coffee it should stand add at least three minutes before serving. Re- er, 1 member the longer it stands the stronger it y0'u becomes. Be careful not to allow the wa- eda tered coffee to boil. if h "A favorite mixture of coffee," said Miss ing| Corson, in answer to a lady in the audience, hau "is Mocha and Java, in the proportion of 0'cl< two parts of the latter, which is less expen- told sive, to one of the former.?Philadelphia Wot News. 'Oh ^ ^ Dgo Wines of the Ancients.?The celebrat- g^e ed ancient wines seem rather to have been told syrups or extracts than wines. They were no j undoubtedly sweetand little fermented, and her Chaptal, in his "Elements of Chemistry," me declares it to be impossible to suppose that ^ie they could have any spirit, or possessed, ecj in consequence, any especially intoxicating an(j properties. The wines so valued by the jnt Greeks and Romans contained much sac- ver, charine matter and litile alcohol. Aristotle to I says the wines of Arcadia were so thick, an(j either by boiling or adulteration, that they dried up in the goat skins, and the people would scrape the dried material off and ancj dissolve it in water. The thick and fat wines of Chios, Thasos, Lesbos and Crete wh( were probably of this character. The pitched and pickeled wines are doubtless the wines the Romans kept to such an j jj extraordinary age. Horace boasts of drink- jqjs ing some seventy years old, and one kind an(j is said to have been kept in Rome more upo than 100 years. The celebrated Opimian wa. wines, which took the name of the consul ^g who lived when they were first made, are ^en spoken of by Pliny as having been pre- n0^ served until his time, nearly liuu years, ana qcc so excellent were they that money could mjn not buy them. j 0f he c That's How.?After a great snow storm par) a little fellow began to shovel a path through a large snow bank before his grand-mother's door. He had nothing but a small shovel jive to work with. ?0Q( "How do you expect to get through that fore drift?" asked a man passingalong. A. ] "By keeping at it," said the boy, cheer- ;nVo fully. "That's how." That is the secret of mastering almost ^en( every difficulty under the sun. If a hard effa task is before you stick to it. Do not keep face thinking how large or how hard it is; but pre< go at it, and little by little it will grow the smaller until it is done. tree If a hard lesson is to be learned, do not stru spend a moment in fretting; do not lose the breath in saying, "I can't or "don't*see how;" but go at it, and keep at it?steady. ^ That is the only way to conquer it. ma] It a fault is cured or a bad habit broken pr0. up, it cannot be done by merely being sor- ?ur ry, or only crying a little. You must keep 0f t fighting until it is got rid of. rjc? If you have entered your Master's service corr and are trying to be good, you will some- to t times find hills of difficulty in the way. \yh Things will often look discouraging, and you will not seem to make any progress at hirr all, but keep at it. Never forget "That's an(j| how." wes The Sandal-Wood of Japan.?Passing stor by a shop you see cords of wood cut into Aa^ ?mnll hlnoks nhniit, siv inches loner. This a. you learn is nothing short of shoe-timber. 1,161 These cords of wood will be speedily con- ? verted into shoes of various sizes, at prices jr?l ranging all the way from 4 to 20 cents. tl0c One feels quite exalted in a pair of 20 cent J*1**1 shoes. The wood is called kiri, and is very 136,1 light. The clogs are still further lightened 60U by hollowing out the center. So, in point *66 of fact, there is little truth in calling the anc* shoes heavy, although they appear so to i*ot ihe inexperienced observer. It must be str0 admitted, though, that they are unreasona- ^eri bly clumsy. Sometimes the shoes worn by j3}" the ladies are lacquered, and are fastened 6,a( by a velvet band passing from either side KeP over the lower part of the instep, and be- ?an tween the first and second toes. With ll<3l the same kind of wood is made bureaus n04, provided with strong iron handles, and the whole box is adjustable in horizontal sec- P tions, one piled above another. Owing to tl0E the lightness of the wood these boxes may 6n' be filled with clothing and carried off on terv the shoulders of the coolie in case of fires, which so often vex the people of Tokio. r6 Correspondence Chicago Times. "e J ' +++ coir The Work of a Moment.?Did you of \ never write a letter, and just as you were bun finishing it let your pen fall on it or a drop of ink blot the fair page ? It was the work D of a moment, but the evil could not be en- a f? tirely effaced. Did you never cut yourself, P,ai unexpectedly and quickly? It took days the or weeks to heal the wound, and even the ft ce scar remained. It is related of Lord no < 4-U ? ilntt La nn/nir\in/l o non_ C JDrUUgimilJ, llltlt UUC uaj UU VA.V,upicua wir spieuous place in a group to have his da- h&b guerreotype taken. But at an unfortunate moment he moved. The picture was taken, the but the face was blurred. loll: Do you ask what application we would nail make of these facts? Just this: "It takes a tior lifetime to build a character; it only takes and a moment to destroy it." |>h> Boiling Water in a Sheet of Pa- bad per.?Take a piece of paper and fold it up, brei as school hoys do, into a square box without IV] a lid. Hang this up to a walking stick by sill: four threads, and support the stick on books do i or other convenient props. Then a lamp or no f taper must be placed under this dainty caul- vid dron. In a few moments the water will coir boil. son: The only fear is lest the threads should T catch lire and let the water spill into the rest lamp and over the table. The flame must his therefore not be too large. The paper does ticu not burn, because it is wet, and even if it torn resisted the wet it would not be burned dur through, because the heat imparted to it beci on one side by the flame would be very sill: rapidly conducted away by the other.? guil Xature. thai - j i How China gets its Name.?The Ce- whc lestial empire has borne in its time many ties names, for it was a custom when a new dy- trac nasty ascended the throne to give another side name to the empire, as Haique, Chumque noti Hanque, etc., according to the name of the bors ruling monarch. The true name is said to iny be Chumque, "the centre kingdom of the out world." This term was by usage corrupted to Chiuque, and from this word the Portu- T: guesegave it the name of China. Vie in tl SOT It is seemly that we should allow the mac faults of the dead to drop by silence into The forgetfulness, and that we should speak lov- jmp ingly and truthfully of their merits; but to ]y d pronounce panegyrics upon them that are giV{ L-nnwincrlv undeserved, merelv because they tine have passed away from us, is casting a con- the tempt on truth which will not be borne with jtat< impunity. spe? - an(J jjSTlhave little fear for the self-opinion- j0W( ated young man. The kind, wise world upp has rods in keeping that will take the con- rpyie ceit out of him. I fear for him who goes 'phe with the crowd and draws his opinions and jn?] sentiments from the common stock. I hate w{jj to hear a young man say, "They all do it." Dr0f On the Threshold. 'Phe are J8fetT"The Abyssian alphabet," writes a erly traveler, "consists of 208 characters, each and of which is written distinctly and separately. The labor required to write an Abys- J8? synian book is, therefore, immense, and ing sometimes years are consumed in the prep- com aration of a single volume." all s "ONEWALL JACKSON'S DEATH BED. AUTHENTIC ACCOUNT OF THE HEROE'S DEATH. r. Hunter McGuire, who attended StoneI Jackson during his last hours, has pubsd a full account of the event from which following extract is made: "About dayt on Sunday morning Mrs. Jackson inled him that his recovery was very btful, and that it was better that he lid be prepared for the worst. He was it for a moment, and then said, 4It will nflnite gain to be translated to heaven.' advised his wife in the event of his ;h to return to her father's house, and ed: 'You have a kind and good fathlut there is no one so kind and good as r Heavenly Father.' He still express, hope of his recovery, but requested her, * * 1 ? ? i ~i. r e should die, 10 nave mm uuneu at jjca:on in the Valley of Virginia. His exstion increased so rapidly that at 11 Dek Mrs. Jackson knelt by his bed and him that before the sun went down he dd be with his Saviour. He replied: , no. You are frightened, my child. ,th is not so near. I may yet get well.' fell on the bed weeping bitterly, and . him that the physicians said there was lope. After a moment's pause he asked to call for me. 'Doctor, Anna informs that you have told her that I am to to-day; is it so ?' When he was answerhe turned his eyes toward the ceiling gazed for a moment or two, as if in mse thought, then replied: 4 Very good. y good; it is all right.' He then tried comfort his almost heart-broken wife, told her he had a good deal to say to , but he was too weak. Colonel Pendlecame into the room about one o'clock, he askd him, 'Who was preaching at ^quarters to-day ?' When told that the >le army was praying for him he replied: ank God! they are very kind.' He said: 5 the Lord's day; my wish is fulfilled, ave always desired to die on Sunday, mind now began to fail and wander, he frequently talked as if in command n the field, giving his orders in his old r; then the scene shifted, and he was at mess table in conversation with mem5 of his staff; now his wife and child; r at prayers with his military family, asionally intervals of return of his id would appear, and during one of them Fered him some brandy and water, but leclined it. 'It will only delay my delure to do no good; I want to preserve * minrl tn rhp last, if DOSSible." About he was told that he had two hours to i and answered feebly but firmly: 'Very d; it is all right.' A few moments bei he cried out in his delirium: 'Order P. Hill to prepare for action!' 'Pass the ,ntry to the front rapidly!'?'Tell Major vkes'?then stopped, leaving the senle unfinished. Presently a smile of inble sweetness spread itself over his pale , and he said quietly and with an exssion as if of relief: 'Let us cross over river and rest under the shade of the isand then without pain or the least ggle, his spirit passed from earth to God who gave it." . Scrap of Tartar History.?The rentable swordsmanship of the Tartars is verbial. Their favorite weapon is a long, /ed cimetar, quite different from that he Turks. It is made of the finest steel, ily alloyed with silver, and a sword beles an heirloom in a family and descends he first born so long as the race exists, en the last representative of a family 3, his sword, which may have come to 1 from a hundred generations, is broken buried with him. The blades of the tpons, which are beaten out on an onyx le anvil in the ancient Mogul city of tchintzy, the Holy Place, are very thin, the wonderful feats performed with in are astonishing. nee when Robo, the cousin of the Great jul, was caught in a rebellion, his execui was ordered. The most skillful swordsi of the empire was provided for the eading, and the Great Mogul and his rt assembled to see it. For a second the n Tartar blade flashed in the sunlight, then descended upon the bare neck of >o, who stood upright to receive the ke. The sharp steel pASsed through the tebrte, muscles and organs of the neck, so swift was the blow and so keen the le that the head did not fall, and t its exact position, and not a vital orwas disturbed. In surprise the Great jui exciaimeu: * worn, iwuu, nib muu beheaded ?" My lord, I am." The Great Mogul was leased with the deftness of the execuler that he ordered a bandage to be tied and Robo speedily recovered. "He afvard became a loyal subject, and was le cashier of the empire, because, as the at Mogul remarked: "He knows that if ieeps his balance right his head will not >e off." It is one of those curious scraps listory that are often overlooked.?Pitts/h Chronicle. 'abits That Become Diseases.?Not w of the diseases of which so much comnt is made are diseases of habit. All of vital organs get into habits of acting in rtain manner at certain times, and it is ?asy matter to break it up. oughing is often nothing more than a it; so may spitting be, yawning, lau^h, crying, cracking the fingers, scratching head, squinting, or rolling the eyes, ing the tongue out, biting the finger Is, picking the ears or nose, the repeti1 of words, feigning surprise and horror, many others. It is well known among rsicicians that the stomach and liver are h given to forming bad habits, and very ones, too. These are more difficult to ik up than acute attacks of disease, [ankind is subject to a great deal of / habits, or at least the little ones which no special harm, and are productive of rood except as far as pleasing the indiual for the time being. These often bele second natures, and there are few per5 but have more or less of them, here was Ben. Johnson, who could not in his bed, much less go to sleep, unless shoes were placed heel to toe in a parIar corner of the room. He had accused himself to doing this for a short time, ing which it became a habit and finally ime a necessity. This seems like a very 7 thing for an intelligent man to be ty of, but habits of less consequence than i will make men miserable, ist recall those of your acquaintance >m you know to have little peculiari of their own, and see now easy n is 10 e them to some habit which was conred too trifling to merit even a passing ce. In looking for these in your neighi and acquaintances you may find some ourselves which may be lopped off withinjury to the body.?Pittsburg Dispatch. he Talking Piano.?Prof. Faber, of nna, gave a private exhibition recently le Continental Hotel, Philadelphia, of a hine that he calls the "talking piano." "piauo" produces a remarkably close tation of the human voice. It is entireifferent from the phonograph, and will ) intelligible utterances, more or lessdist according to the words, to the ideas of operator. The machine is made to im3, as closely as possible, the organs of :ch and has a bellows for lungs. Levers springs take the place of muscles. The er jaw is made of India rubber, and the er jaw, which is stationery of wood, lips and tongue are of India rubber, larynx contains a narrow and exceedy thin strip of hippopotamus bone, ch is strengthened by India rubber, and luces in its vibration the speaking tone, re are fourteen keys by which the sounds controlled, and by striking them propthe "piano" is made to speak words sentences. "Nothing can make a book worth readin which the delineation of motives and luct is false to reality and nature. Let iueh books go unread.