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lewis m. grist, proprietor, j gin Independent Ijantitp Jjferospaper: |for ft' ?rumotion of the .fotitieat, Social, Uprico'itural and Commercial Interests of the jSouth. |terms?$2.00 a tear in advance* "VOL. 36. YORKYILLE, S. C., WEDNESDAY, FEBRUARY 19, 1890. NO. 8. ^ M|M 9K jfllHE DII micP ^ I FROM THE DIA I'f Copyrighted, 1889 rial Arrangement through the American CHAPTER XTXT THE SENSATIONS ACCUMULATE. (V OM knew that x& cry of J*oy Holbrook had ut f v^terea meant ttiat news of Annie had been received. Just what he didn't know, but that the mesformation would be valuable to them he quickly , He hastened after the lad, and as he reached the head of the stairs he heard the pattering of bare feet several flights below, going at a rapid rate of speed. He called to him, but the owner of the j pattering feet took no heed of his call, j and, perceiving the uselessness of at- ! tempting to follow him, he desisted and j returned to Holbrook's office. Ab he naased the door of the elevator i shaft, it opened to discharge a carload of ! passengers, and among them Tom recognized the man who had watched them in ! Lexington avenue. He made no sign of his discovery. In the samo carload was the Shadow. and to him Tom gave a sign to follow. As he entered the office again he met Holbrook going out "Where are you going?" he asked. "Going? To help Annie. To rescue her, of course. Where else would I be going?" This reply was made in a tone of the i supremest contempt. "Wait a moment. I want to have a moment's conversation with you." "Don't stop me, Tom. You've been particularly irritating today, and I am hardly in a condition to be responsible for my acta" "That's the truth," replied Tom, calmly, "or else you have a desire to make ' the rescue of that girl impossible." "What do you mean?" cried Holbrook beside himself. "Have a care. I am in : no mood to be trifled with." "Perhaps," said Tom, looking him j steadily in the eyes. "But you are in a mood to make an eternal ass of yourself, 1 By heaven, Holbrook, if you leave that I door in the frame of mind you are in ! this minute, I predict you wiii regret it. to the very last hour of your life." Holbrook looked at him angrily, but, nevertheless, he was somewhat staggered by Tom's sudden exhibition of energy. Seeing that he had made an impres- , sion, Tom continued: "You want to rescue the girl, but J you are going about it in a way to make ' it an impossibility?you have taken leave of your usual good common sense. Now give me five minutes and I'll convince -you." ( to being j ted intp his private office. Tom closed g the door after them. c "I do not know but the damage is j done already. The man I suspected of j watching us in Lexington avenue is in ; r the hall now. If he was within earshot , j he has heard your injudicious talk." ; "Point him out to me," said Holbrook, j springing to the door, "and he'll never j j watch any one again." ! ( Tom placed himself between Holbrook ; , and the door, crying: j ? "In the name of heaven how can you . be such a lunatic?" Holbrook glared at him. Tom turned j the key in the door, took it out and put it in his pocket, saying: , "I am positively ashamed of you, Holbrook; you act and have acted in this ] matter like a madman. I tell you, man, this is a case where the lion skin will not J.. aL.'m *n fkn nna tro uronf uu; U1W 1WA. O D uu io UIU vu? | Let me see that note." I . Holbrook handed it to him with bad grace. I "Of course! Wliero were you going? j To Mott street, three doors from Bay- ! ard." "An idiot would know that," replied j Holbrook. "But which house? There are four of ' them in Mott street, three doors from j Bayard!" Holbrook winced under this, but ho j replied doggedly: 'Td go to each one of them." "That answer proves how absurd you are. Do you realize that as she is con- | fined in one only, there are three in which she is not? That the chance of your j striking the right one first is as three i against one? Do you imagine the people who abducted her, and who have carried out their plans so skillfully so far, are born idiots, and that you would not be recognized the moment you set your foot in Mott street? That the girl would not be spirited away before you could say Jack Robinson? 1 know something of that part of town. Why, man alive, ; from the moment you left this spot you i would be followed, and when you turned ! your steps in the direction of Mott street ! the alarm would be given. Your own ' common sense, if you will only give it a > chance, must tell you this." Holbrook was forced to acknowledge j the justice of Tom's remarks. "Well, then, what would you do?" ^ "Act immediately," replied Tom, "but ; not rush up theie like a mad bull. Lis- j ten to me. The course to pursue seems j to me plain enough. The Shadow is here ' now, in the other room. I will send him j up to Mott street to take observations, ( and to determine, as nearly as he can, in which of the four houses Miss Temple- j ton is confined. This lie can probably do i exactly, for lie is excellent at that sort ! of thing. While he has gone about this ! business, you and I will go to a friend of mine?the head of a private detective j agency, and we will get from him a force of trusty men to assist us. But 1 the first thing we must do will be to get out of this building unobserved by the 6py outside." "Seize him and tie him up," said Holbrook. "No," laughed Tom, "that won't do. ! We want him to remain here under the j impression that we are still in this office." Holbrook, who had cooled down considerably, thought a moment. "These offices are connected all the w-ay through to the rear. The janitor lias keys to them all, and he can carry us through to the rear hall without it being necessary to go out on the one we ordinarily use." "The very thing," said Tom. "I'll send word to him at once." "Hold on a moment," interposed Tom. "Send out a trusty clerk to him, and let the janitor come to us from the rear hall, unlocking the doors as he comes, so that when we do leave we can go quickly." ' This was agreed and acted upon. In the meantime two other clerks went out into the hall, and in the presence of the spy had this conversation: "By George, it's hard lines, isn't it?" "What's hard lines?" "Why, I promised my best girl to take he*-to Coney Island to-night, and here comes Mr. Holbrook in at a late hour and tells me not to go away, for he will have some copying for me to do." "Well, he'll be through by six." "Not he. Mr. Bryan and he have .MOND BUTTON RY OF A LAWYER AND THE NOTE )OK OF A REPORTER. \RCLAY NORTH. , by 0. M. Dunham. Published by Spe, Press Association. business that will teep them here until eight. I heard them say so. That means nine." So the poor spy settled himself for a two hours' watch. Though Holbrook had yielded, he still chafed. When Tom told him that he did not think they ought to make the attempt at rescue until after dark?say about 9 o'clock?he rebelled. Tom argued with him, and convinced him nrrn in "I suppose you're right, Tom," he said, "but this suspense |s frightful. She is a young, lovely girl, Tom. Think what may happen to her." "Close your mind to all such thoughts," replied Tom, "and open it only to considerations of the most practical thing? how best to rescue her? That's the first thought, and wait patiently." "Oh. but. Tom. it is very hard to wait" "All things come to him who knows how to wait Come, you are in & reasonable frame of mind now. and here is the janitor." In a few minutes they had passed through all the adjoining offices, and reached the passageway which ran parallel with the rear street. To descend quickly by a comer staircase was but a moment's work, and the three were soon rapidly treading their way through crowded Nassau street At Printing House square the Shadow parted from them, turning to the east Tom and Holbrook turned to the west and crossed the City Ilall park. Reaching Broadway, Tom led the way to the second floor of a building which faced upon the post office. Entering an office in the rear, a well built man, whose frame was suggestive of great strength, about forty-five years old, arose and greeted Tom effusively. This was the chief of the private detective agency. Tom presented Holbrook and said: "A word or two in private with you, chief." "ixiis way men, iom. i/ney entered a smail room in which there were a few chairs and a table. "I want a force of five picked men," said Tom. "All right, Tom," replied the chief. "Anything you want I'm bound to supply if I cam. I owe you too much to disregarcTany request'oi youra What's the job?" " , Tom rapidly sketched the fact of the abduction, saying nothing, however, of the events which had preceded it. "You will see," said Tom, finishing his recital, "that we want your best men. Why can't you head the force pourself?" "I can and will," replied the chief. "Have you made any plans of attack?" "No, very few. I have sent my Shaiow, he's one of your old men, up to lo["hen I thought we would be governed iomewhat by what he reports. We rnght not to go up there before 9 o'clock, think." To this Holbrook demurred as an unlecessary delay. But Tom was now supxuted by the chief's judgment, and 3olbrook was compelled to yield. "We can lay our plans and arrange ;he details when we hear what the Shalow has to report," said Tom. "In the noantime, Holbrook, Mrs. Templeton's mxiety should be relieved. It would be i humane action to let her know.' in tins tioiorooK acquius^uu. uuu purposed to go there forthwith. Tom 6aid laughing: "I'll go up with you. You are not in a fit frame of mind yet, and may commit an act of indiscretion which would ruin us." Holbrook was annoyed, but at bottom he felt that Tom was right. So descending to tho street they found a cab and drove.off. When they reached the boarding house of the Templetons, Holbrook entered, and Tom remained in the cab. A newsboy passed, and Tom purchased a paper, with which he busied himself. He bad hardly interested himself in the first telegraphic item, when Holbrook dashed down the steps, his face pale, and great'* agitated. "What's the matter now?" exclaimed Tom. "Mrs. Templeton has gone." "Tho old lady? Gone? Where?" "Annie sent for her; the messenger said she had broken her leg, having fallen while out." "It's another part of the plot," cried Tom. "How could the old lady have been so foolish as to go after she knew Annie had been enticed away out of tho house by a forgery." "Do you think it's a part of tho plot?" "7 nm euro nf it Rut this is pettinp to be a deep one." "She may havo been taken to the sarno place that Annie was," ventured Holbrook. "No," said Tom, "the scoundrels would never dare two abductions in the open daylight in the same neighborhood. I tell you, Holbrook, these are no common scoundrels. They win on their boldness. Who was the messenger?" "A woman?a respectable looking woman." "It's a deep laid plot. All of the legitimate heirs are gone now?the brother killed and the mother and sister abducted." "What shall we do now? This complicates the matter." "No. We'll do just what we were going to do. Find the girl first, and the finding of the mother will not be difficult. Find the girl, and you will find the mother and the murderer. Get into the cab and let us drive right back to flanford." CHAPTER XXXII. MOVING ON THK KNEMY. ftied himself as to tiie house in which Annie was confined bysatisthem, at least, | there was no possible chancefor hercon: finement. He had succeeded in making an examination so conclusive that then could be no possible doubt of it It was then, for the first time, that the thought crossed Tom's mind that the note received might possibly be a ruse t< j mislead them, and so expressing liimselJ j he asked to see the slip of paper again. To Holbrook the thought was torture i Itself. He had in his possession a briel note from Annie concerning the author ship of which thero could be no doubt Fie made a comparison, aud the penmanship was quite evidently dissimilar. Hanford, the chief, pointed out that the comparison would be of little value. In the one instance the note was written on fine paper, with excellent pen and ink, at leisure and under no excitement, while in the other it was written on coarse paper, with a common lead pencil, and evidently under the greatest agitation, hurriedly and perhaps covertly. Holbrook, whose high hopes had fallen on failing to distinguish any resemblance, brightened on hearing the chief's words. The chief pointed out further that all tho probabilities were in favor of the authenticity of the note; that it was quite unlikely, however able the conspirators were, that they would have written a note 60 brief, so hurried, and which bore such evident traces of agitation. On the contrary, had it been the intention to throw any one otf the scent, the latter would have tried to do more than this hurried scrawl had done, and, further, that it must not be forgotten that these hounds would scarcely seek to inform the friend who could give the most efficient help of her abduction before he was likely to find it out, as would ^be the case if they took that view of it, since the boy had evidently been waiting at the office from a time very close to that nf t.hair Hr>nnrfnro tn Mr-o Tomnln. ?r ton's house, where they first learned the news. On the other side they had only the expression of Tom's shrewd fears that it might be so to lead them to suppose that it was a ruse. The argument of the chief could not be answered, and so they fell to arranging the details. The Shadow submitted that the danger of an open attack upon the attic in question was, that the inmates with their prize could take to the roof and make their escape through adjoining buildings. He had penetrated far enough into the fourth house without detection, to find that the stairs leading to the attic floor were inclosed and the door locked. He suggested, therefore, that some of the party ought to force their way into the attic of an adjoining house whether the inmates liked it or not, and thus take possession of the roof, while the rest should storm the apartment in the other house. The chief 6trongly favored this plan as the only one which insured success. There were eight in the party, and, so as not to attract attention, it was determined that they should rendezvous at a neighboring saloon, known to the chief, proceeding thither in couples. All were to be well armed, for resistance was to be expected. I On arriving, three, with Tom leading, were to enter the adjoining house nearest the corner and, rushing up, take possession of the attic, and after a signal had been received from Tom's party, the I others led by the chief, well supplied with "jimmies," were to make an as- I sault on the house where Annie was con- I fined. Holbrook was to be with the latter party. Holbrook and Tom went up together, a cab across town were on the ground earlier tKan th&Egst.... They left the cab, after having given instructions to the cabman to 6tation himself in Bayard street half way down the block, and there await orders. Guarding themselves as much as possible from observation, they strolled into the street and located the house in question. They were slightly disguised, and thought they risked nothing. stffToW SST1 Ho lioU 5.T ~ saw a ragged little boy whom he took for a beggar, and was about to drive him away when the lad said: "Be you goin' to trash him now? He ain't up dere." Holbrook would have spoken harshly to him, so as to rid himself of the annnrnnKll tl'lion TV?m \V 11 iSnPrf?<l*. UVJttUWW, " "VM - J "It is the boy who brought the note to you." h Then, speaking to the boy, he said: "Come here with me," and led the c way into a neighboring passage, where they could partially conceal themselves j by the door. 6 "What do you mean by 'trashing' him?" asked Tom, kindly and encour- t agingly. t "Do woman sed as how wen you come t you'd black his eyes and wallop 'im." "What woman?" asked Holbrook. "Do wan I brung do paper from to { you. She promised, sho did." t "Where is she?" j "In do nex' house. She's upstairs on | de top fiure. De man ain't dere. He went , away just afore you come. Yer a-goin' . to lick 'im, ain't yer?" "You just bet we are," said Tom. "You , want us to, don't you?" , "Oh, my eye, don't I?" "Why?" "Cos he's kicked me otfen and offen." "What is he to you?" "Nothin'. He cuffs me over do head wenever ho gits de chance." "Why does ho do that?" "I dunno. Cos he's ugly. Cos I won't keep out'en his hallway." "Ah," said Tom. "How did you see the lady?" "I got on de roof and talked to her tro' de skylight." "Can you take us up there?" "Ov course I kin. We live up in ae attic, right here. Me rnither is gone away and me fader is drunk over dere in the sayloon. Dere's nobody up dero now." "Stay here a moment with the boy, Holbrook," said Tom. He sought the chief and found him. Hurriedly telling him what he had learned from the boy, he told him to send the Shadow and two men to follow Holbrook and himself, and asked him to guard the passage to the house in which Annie was confined. Hurrying back, the five were convoyed by the boy to the attic. The youngster showed them how he mounted to the roof, and in a moment they were on it. . The passage over the roof was perilous, for it was an old fashioned high roof, sloping at a precipitous angle from a peak in the middle, both ways. The boy, who ran over the rcof like a cat, and with the agility and confidence of one familiar with the feat, showed them the skylight. Tom put his mouth to the broken pane and made a sound. "Hist! hist!" He heard a movement beneath. "Hist, Miss Templeton?" "Who's that?" was the answer in a female voice. "Be quiet; help is near," he said. * 1- 1 J A cry or joy was ueuru. "Aro you alone?" asked Torn. "Yes, quite alone." "Stand fast, then; you'll bo quickly freed." He pulled at the frame of the skylight. It was fast. Two of the men drew "jimmies" from their pockets, fitted them together, and inserted them under one side. "Crick, crack!" in a twinkling it was pried off. "Eh, eh, oh, golly I" laughed the boy. The moment the skylight flew off, a light flashed up from below. Annie had lit a candle. Ilolbrook attempted to descend. "Wait," she cried. "The distance is too great to jump." They heard a noise of something being dragged. "Now you can jump," she said. Ilolbrook let himself drop, and ho fell on the bed Annie had dragged under the skylight. * He caught the girl, who was trembling with excitement, in his arms and cov? ered her face with kisses. Ho mur> mured and moaned over her; ho laughed > and cried and embraced her again and f again. In the meantime the others were turn> bling down one after the other. f It was not until long after, when Tom was in his bed the next morning, that he realized that no one, not even Annie herself, seemed to think it strange that Holbrook should have hugged and kissed her in the frantic manner he did. At the time he was too busy. His mind was working with abnormal activity. "We must get the girl out at once," he said. "Here, Holbrcok, stop that nonsense and take the girl away." "How?" asked Holbrook, ready for action, now that the first excitement was over. "Up through the skylight. Quick, now." "But how can we get her up there?" asked the Shadow. "I know," broke in Annie. "Take that bed away." The bed was tossed on one side, while Annie ran into the next room and began to drag the table toward the room. One of the men took it from her and carried it in, and as 6he directed placed it under the skylight. "There's a chair in there." she said; "bring that." They comprehended her purpose, and it was placed on the table. "Up you go. Holbrook." cried Tom. "Quick!" Holbrqok climbed like a cat anil was' on the roof in a twinkling. Tom lifted Annie by main force to the top of the table and then on to the chair, springing up on the table after her. He lifted the girl up by the waist so that Holbrook could get a firm grasp of her arms. She was then drawn up on the roof. "Now, Holbrook," cried Tom, "away with you. Quick! Get the girl out of harm's way as soon as you can. One of you," he continued, turning to the chiefs men, "go with them to protect them. Shadow, run down to the chief and tell him to come up here the way we came with the rest of his men. I have an idea." The Shadow disappeared. Tom was the general commanding the forces, and he did have an idea?a great idea. He seized the candle and made a rapid examination of the rooms. He satisfied himself as to how those who came would enter, and he quickly determined how to dispose of his forces. Finding the doors bolted and barred from the inside, ho unbarred and unbolted them. By this time the others had arrived. "Have you found her?" asked the chief. "Yes, and Holbrook has carried her off." "Then the job is over?" "Not by a long shot." "What now?" "I've set a trap here, and we'll catch a bird." "The man who abducted the girl?" "Yes. Have you bull's eyes with you?" "Yes, and shooters and handcuffs." "Good. Then we can put out this light. Hold on." They were startled by a noise above iheir heads CHAPTER XXXIIL THE SETTING OF THE TRAP. HE noise which had M HI startled the party was I In made by the return of Mil the detective who had Bnll accompanied Hoi Ill I brook anil Annie. JP/ "They are safely off in a carriage," he said. "Heavens!" cried Tom, "he didn't take ter on the street?" "Yes, that's what he did," replied the Jiief's assistant, "What imprudence! 1 didn't want lim to do that. He might have been een by the parties who abducted her." "I don't think they were. He ran her ipto the next corner and caught the cab here, and was off in a jiffy. They atracted attention from nobody; I was belind them all the way." "All right; if the alarm has been given t can't be helped now. I 6ay, chief, station two men at each door opening 'rom the outside. Let each man take lis shooter, and one have a bull's eye ready for use. You and I will take our places at the middle door, one in each room. Shadow, you run down into the street and slip up into the hall outside there, so as to give us plenty of warning, if any one comes upstairs." "I can't; the stairs are enclosed and the door locked," replied the Shadow. "I had forgotten that," 6aid Tom. "Pick it, can't you?" said the chief. "Here's a set of 'skeletons.' " The Shadow took them and disappeared. "Now," said Tom, "to place the table and chairs where they were." When this was done, he added: "Now, to your places, and out with the light." They were in total darkness; what light there was came from the dormer windows and the broken skylight. They waited some time in silence, relieved only by the breathing of the men. Presently they heard a light tread on the outside of the door; then a scratching sound. "Is it you, Shadow?" asked Tom. "Yes." "All right. Conceal yourself and don't let the man see you when he comes." "I'll make sure of that." Then there was a longer wait and a longer silence. This was broken by the quick patter of bare feet on the roof, and a voice: "He's a-comin' up de street now. Give it to 'im good." It was the imp, who had constituted himself a skirmisher on the outside, at the skylight. Tom could not restrain a laugh. All public service is performed through selfish consideration, he thought. in a IUOUlL'Ill uiuie ii Dviaiuiiiu^ i> i? i lieard on tho door. "Some one's coming," whispered Tom. "Watch both doors." Then they heard a hasty stumbling on tho stairs, a heavy step in the hall; tho door opening into the rear room was tried; and then further steps and tho front room door was tried. "I must have left that stair door open myself," was heard in a rough voice, with an oath. A key was inserted, the bolts drawn and the door opened. The owner of the voice advanced into the room, closing the door behind him, and shutting a bolt from the inside. "So, my ladybird, yer didn't light tho lamp I pervided yer with, hey?" A light flashed in his face from the chief's bull's eye, and the barrel of a revolver was presented full in his face. "Down on your knees!" cried the chief. "Death and d cried the man, starting back. He turned with the evident purpose of seizing something, for his arm was outstretched in a wild reaching out. Another bull's eye was flashed in his face, and another revolver presented at his head. "That's what it is if you don't drop," said tho man who presented the second bull's eye. He swept tho revolver of this man away with a quick motion of his arm, and made a wild rush at tho chief. Tom, who had entered from tho adjoining room, felled him to the floor by a quick blow on tho head with tho butt end of his revolver. Before the man, who was stunned by the blow, could recover himself, ono of tho assistants, at a word from the chief, clapped a pair of handcuffs upon him. "Search him," said the chief. A pair of deft hands went through his clothes. Nothing of consequence was taken from him except a slip of paper, on which was written in a plainly disguised hand the words: "At half past 10.; Be ready. Give the drug at 10. If not taken quietly, make sure. Want no chance for screaming. Be sure tho right amount; not too much. Must bo no injury done. Want no accidents." Tom puzzled over it. The man sitting on the floor looked at him sullenly, but did not speak. The meaning of the words flashed upon Tom. Some one was coming at halfpast ten, and she was to bo drugged so that she could not make a disturbance. He looked at his watch. It was nearly ten. "Where is the drug?" he asked. The man was taken off his guard, and his eyes turned to a shelf in the corner of the room. Tom crossed to the place thus indicated. Behind a pile of papers he found a bottle. It wasfciled with a colorless liquid, j. , m f4L. "Ah, l|Ul" ho <Bro. ^TtWell, mjr flno fellow, you won't make sure to-night, will vou? She's not here Shn hna loft Nevertheless, we'll be ready." The man turned upon him a look of bitter malignity, and opened his mouth as if to speak, when he was prevented by a cry of surprise from the chief. HanforcL "Hellol Hellol Why, boys, this is a capture indeed I And who do you think this is?" bending down and peering into the handcuffed man's faca "Who?" asked Tom. "Scar Top Johnny, of all men in the world. This is a good night's haul Twenty-five hundred dollars reward for this bird. He's been wanted these eighteen months for the stealing of the child of that rich man near Hartford." With this he took the man's head in his hands and parting the hair showed a deep scar on it. "An old acquaintance, Tom. I gave him this scar myself six yelfrs ago, when he and a gang were robbing express cars in the west." The man had evidently determined tnat, whatever else might occur, speech from him would not, and he contented himself with bending a look of deep hatred on the jubilant chief. Tom, who had been looking on this scene with greac interest, said to the man: "You didn't abduct this girl on your own accord. You were hired to do it?" An expression on the scoundrel's face showed him that he had hit the truth closely. This time ho spoke. "I didn't abduct her." "Oh, you didn't. You simply took care of her after abduction." This time Tom had hit the truth squarely, and the man's face showed it. "Who was the man who hired you?" Scar Top Johnny regarded Tom with a contemptuous sneer. "Well," said Tom, "you can answer or not as you please. We can wait for the half-past ten man. He'll tell." The face of Scar Top Johnny lit up with a passing thought, and an expression of resolve passed over it. Tom interpreted it accurately, but before he could act upon it, the Shadow gave warning of another comer, and a foot was heard stumbling in the darkness. The chief, however, had also nenetratmiM.y I "If you utter a cry, or make an alarm, I'll blow your brains out. The reward is dead or alive." The next moment there was a knock at the door. Tom, who was closely watching the face of the villain 011 the floor, saw an expression of surprise flit over it, and saw him turn his head toward the door with a look of curiosity. The chief called out in a loud voice: "Enter!" The door swung open and in walked? Harry Fountain! He was dressed in the same kind of a 6uit as that the U. S. T.'? had made their uniform. [TO BE CONTINUED NEXT WEEK.] The Other Side.?I hardly pick up a paper but that I read something about barbers. It is always the complaint of the customers about the talking barber, the listless barber, the barber that wants to make a shampoo or a hair cut or something of the kind. But the barber rarely gets his side of the case into print. He might have something to say about the fidgety, restless, nervous, cranky people nrlirv <rof infn+lm olioir -ltul U'iint to 1)0 shaved in less than a minute, and who seem to think that a razor should create no more sensation on the face than a sponge or a breath. It is all very well to talk about the barber with liquor on his breath. This is much exaggerated. A man cannot drink and hold his place in a first class shop. Hut the customers' breaths! Sometimes they arc simply awful: but the barber cannot complain. He has got to get used to it, just as a man does who works in a fertilizer factory or a tannery, although it takes a long time to become hardened to it. Whisky, onions, garlic, decayed teeth and disordered stomachs are some of the causes. I realy believe that the unusual mortality among barbers is as much due to being poisoned by inhaling poisonous breaths as to the confinement of the occupation.?[Barber in St. Louis Globe-Democrat. Tjik Great Artestax Basix.? In the upper San Joaquin Valley, or what is more commonly termed the Tulare Valley, is to be found the greatest artesian basin in California, if not in the United States. It covers a territory about sixty miles in length, and from fifteen to twenty miles in breadth, and is gradually extending. Many of these wells discharge over two million gallons of water every twenty-four hours, and there is one in the Smith Colony, in Kern county, which flows three million gallons every twenty-four hours. Such a well is said to be capable of irrigating two sections of land, and a good-sized canal is required to carry the water. Another well spouts water to the height of thirtylfeet whenever the well is uncapped. Just south of Tulare lake, and within a radius of ten miles, there are about three dozen of these wells, averaging a flow of nearly two million gallons lwxn^. to tne won every iwcuyjuui uuuio. Some of these wells send up considerable natural inflammable gas; and there is a well near Tulare lake, where, it is said, cofl'ee can he made from the heat furnished by the gas as it conies up out of the well. Fiux: Farming.?A new industry has sprung up lately, which promises, we are told, profitable results. It is frog raising. A farm for this purpose at Menaslia, Wisconsin, is in full operation and stocked with 2,000 females, which are capable of producing from 000 to 1,000 eggs at a time. The owner of the farm gives some other interesting facts relative to the frog's habits which are not generally known. He says: In ninety-one days the eggs hatch. The thirty-ninth day the little animals begin to have motion. In a few days they assume the tadpole form. When ninety-two days old, two small feet are seen beginning to sprout near the tail, and the head appears to he separate from the body. In live days after this they they refuse all vegetable food. Soon thereafter the animal assumes a perfect form. Next spring 2.r>,000, at 20 cents per dozen, will he my reward. Figure it yourself, says the enthusiastic frog farmer, and see if there is money in hatrachia, alias frogs. piSffUutuous ptttliinj. ORANT AND LONflSTREET. THE EX-CON FEDERATE GENERAL TALKS OF Til Kill LIFE LONG INTIMACY. ? If it were given all men to know the motives which influenced Longstreet in the years which followed the war, sympathy, if not approval, would at least he extended to him. It was my privilege, sometime ago, writes P. J. Moran, in the Atlanta Constitution, to have a talk with the general, in which he fully explained the ties which hound him to General Grant, and the reasons which induced Grant, when in the presidential chair, to confer upon him evidences of his personal esteem. "Ever since 1831)," said General Longstreet, "I had been on terms of the closest intimacy with General Grant. I well remember the fragile form which answered to the name of Grant that year. His distinguished trait as a cadet was girlish modesty, a hesitancy in presenting his own claims, a taciturnity born of his modesty, but a thoroughness in the duties assigned to him. As I was of a large and robust physique, I was at the head of most larks and games. But in them young Grant never joined because of his delicate frame. In horsemanship, however, he was noted as the most proficient in the academy. In fact, rider and horse held together like the fabled Centaur. "In 1K42 I was attached to the Fourth Infantry as second lieutenant. A year later Grant joined the same regiment, stationed in that year at Fort Jefferson, twelve miles from St. Louis. The ties thus formed have never been broken, but there was a charm that held us together, of which the world has never heard. Mv kins man, Mr. Frederick Dent, was a.substantial farmer, living near Fort Jefferson. He had a liking for army officers, and his son Fred was a pupil at West Point. One day I received an invitation from him to visit his house in order to meet young Fred, who had just returned, and I asked Lieutenant Grant to go with me. This he did, and, of course, was introduced to the family, the last one to come in being Miss Julia Dent, the charming daughter of our host. It is needless to say that we saw but little of Grant during the rest of the visit. lie paid his court, in fact, with such assiduity as to give rise to the hope that he hf forever gotten over his diffidence. Fi ve years later, in 1848, after the usual uncertainties of a soldier's courtship, Grant returned, and claimed Miss Dent as his bride. I had been married just six months at that time, and my wife and I were among the guests at the wedding. Only a few months ago Mrs. Grant recalled to my memory an incident of our Jefferson life that was connected with General Grant's courtship. Miss Dent had been escorted to the military balls often by Lieutenant Grant. On one occasion, when she did not hanpen to go with i him, Lieutenant Ilarkms went up to her and asked, with a pitiful expres- i sion 011 his face, 'Where is that small < man with the large epaulets ?' ''In 1844 the Fourth Itegiment was j ordered to Louisiana, to form part of f the army of observation. Still later i we formed part of the army of occu- j Rfltwn cam other. I and everyone else always 1 founfl~Gfant resolute, and doing his 1 duty in a sTmiile manner. His honor i was never suspet?te(L his friendships were true, his hatreosof guile pro- ( nounced, and his detesuitfoH-OPtote*- 1 bearers was, I may say, absolute, f The soul of honor himself, he never i even su-peeted others, either then or 1 years afterward. lie could not bring himself to look upon the rascality ; side of human nature. i "While we remained in Corpus 1 Christi an incident illustrating 1 Grant's skill and fearlessness as a horseman occurred. The Mexicans were in the habit of bringing in : wild horses, which they would sell for two or three dollars. These horses came near costing one officer his life. One day a particularly furious < animal was brought in. Every offi- i cer in the camp declined to purchase the animal except Grant, who declared that he would either break the horse's neck or his own. He had the horse blindfolded, bridled, and saddled, and when firmly in the saddle he threw off the bridle, sunk his spurs in the horse's flanks, and was out of sight. For three hours he rode the animal over all kinds of ground?through field and stream, and when horse and rider returned to camp the horse was thoroughly tamed. For years afterward the story of Grant's ride was related at every eampfire in the country. "During the Mexican war we were separated, Grant having been made quartermaster of the Fourth Regiment, while I was assigned to duty as Adjutant of the Eighth. At the battle of Molino del Key, however, I had occasion to notice his superb coolness and courage under fire. So noticeable was his bearing that his gallantry was alluded to in the official reports. "In the long days of our stay in Louisiana and Texas," continued General Longstreet, "we frequently engaged in the game of brag, and five cent ante, and similar diversions. We instructed Grant in the mysteries of these games, but he made a poor player. A man who lost seventy-five cents in one day was esteemed in those times a peculiarly unfortunate person. The games often lasted the entire day. Years later, in 1S58, I happened to he in St. Louis, and there met Captain Hollo way, and other army chums. We went into the Planters' Hotel to talk about old times, and it was soon proposed that we should have an old-time game of brag, but it was found that we were one short in making up a full hand. 'Wait a few minutes,' said Ilolloway, 'and I will find some one.' "In a few minutes he returned, with a man poorly dressed in citizen's clothes, in whom we recognized our OKI irioiio uraiu. viuihja inn/ civil life, Grant had been unfortnate, and he was really in needy circumstances. The next day J was walking in front of the Planters', when I found myself face to face with Grant, who, placing in the palm of my hand a five-dollar gold piece, insisted that I should take it in payment of a debt of honor over fifteen years old. 1 peremptorily declined to take it, alleging that lie was out of the service and more in need of it than I. "'You must take it,'said he. 'I cannot live with anything in my possession that is not mine.' "Seeing the determination in the man's face and in order to save him mortification, I took the money and shaking hands, we parted. "The next time we met," said < leneral Longstreet, "wasat Appomattox, and the first thing General Grant said to me when we stepped aside, placing his hand in mine, was: 'I'ete (a sobriquet of mine) let us have another game of bra# to recall the old days which were so pleasant to us all.' Thought I to myself, as my heart swelled out to such a magnanimous touch of humanity. Why do men tight who were horn to be brothers? "During the war my immediate command had engaged the troops of Grant but once?at the battle of the Wilderness. We came in no sort of personal relation, however, in the spring of 1 S(>">, one day while awaiting a letter from General Grant, General Lee said to mo: 'There is nothing ahead of us hut to surrender.' "It was as one of the commissioners appointed to arrange terms of peace that I met General Grant at Ap pomattox. His whole greeting am conduct towards us was as thougl nothing had happened to mar ou: pleasant relations. "In 186(5 I had occasion to visit "Washington on business, and whih there I made a call of courtesy or General Grant at his office. As 1 arose to leave he followed me out in to the hallway, and asked me tc spend an evening with his family. 1 thanked him, promising compliance, and passed a most enjoyable evening! When leaving, Grant accompanied me into the hallway and said: 'General, would you like to have an amnesty ?' "Wholly unprepared for this I replied I would like to have it hut had no hope of getting it. He told me to write out my application and to call at his office at noon the next day, and in the meantime he would see President Johnson and Secretary of \yar Stanton in my behalf. When I called he had already seen these men, and assured me that there was not an obstacle in the way. He indorsed my application that it be granted as a special personal favor to himself. "In the January before Grant was inaugurated for the first time I paid him a passing friendly visit. He then said tome : 'Longstreet, I want you to come and see me after I am inaugurated, and let me know what you want.' "After the inauguration I was walking up the avenue one day to see Grant, when I met a friend who informed me that the president had sent in my name for confirmation as Surveyor of the Port of New Orleans. For several weeks the nomination hung in the senate, when I went to Grant and begged him to withdraw it, as I did not want his personal friendship for me to embarrass his administration. 'Give yourself no uneasiness about that," he said. 'The senators have as many favors to ask of me as I have of them, and I will see that you are confirmed.' "From what I have already told you,-' sum General Longstreet, "it will be seen that Grant was a modest man, a simple man, a man believing in the honesty of his fellows, true to his friends, faithful to traditions, and of perfect personal honor. When the United States district court in Richmond was about to indict General Lee and myself for treason, General Grant interposed and said: 'I have pledged my word for their safety.' This stopped the wholesale indictments of ex-Confederate officers which would have followed. Grant was thoroughly magnanimous, was above all petty things or small ideas, and, after Washington, was the highest type of manhood America has ever produced." TWO WAYS. A few days since I was shocked at hearing of the suicide of a young ^irl, whom I knew very well, in New York city. How distinctly I remember the pretty face, the cheery, obliging Sadie Kingman, the janitor's daughter, of the house where I had apartments at one time. Sadie seemed always happy, and mornings we used to hear her singing as she dusted the halls and attended to other duties about the house. "Unrequited love" was the cause assigned for her act. She was only i? vtnnn .! ^ 31-vtvyu,^ iwiiumiic, lJU|JUiaiVC uiiu nuch given to reading sensational lovels. neumguiuea, loonsn gin iook. una " atal, irrevocable step,?and all for a lanilsome worthless fellow-y^icf vould have made her lifeiwhappy. Her death inav poawttTTylinvo causal the m<wirT)iissing regret, but leiifcrne nor any other man is worth such a sacrifice, and had she been less impulsive and rash she might have lived to realize it. How different was the course of mother young woman who ten years Ago, thought her heart was breaking because a young man, for whom she had acquired a passing fancy, jilted her. .Mary Rodgers lived with an uncle and aunt who, beyond giving her a home, took little interest in her. In the depths of her jealous misery, Mary went to the river, half resolved to drown herself. As she walked along she saw a dime lying in the road near the bridge. She picked it up, and sat down on a log and pondered a while. "What will he care, if I do drown myself?" she thought, bitterly. "I won't do it. I'll make a fortune out of that dime." Filled with this resolve she rose, went to the village store, and bought a yard of calico and a spool of thread. In the next two days she cut and made a sunbonnet, which she sold for fifty cents. She was by this time .. ti.wi wild n/ow <till nlive. |/v.i vv.uui^v v* * |?%?* w their children an education unless they are compelled to do so. Jt is also pretty well settled that all children should he made to go to school. We started our free-school system on the notion that education for those who are not able to get it is a charity, but we have come to the time when it is believed to be a public duty, not only to place the possibility ol going to school within the reach ol all, but to put all within the grip ol the law and make them go to school. This is done on the plea of public necessity. Education is a safeguard to the State. It is not its safety-valve, but its vital fluid. The public heart could not beat nor the public lungs breathe without it. Vice is the child of ignorance. It is proved thai knowledge is at the base of virtue All ethical theories turn upon th< definition of knowledge each one ac cepts. if we know, as we ought t< know, we shall do as we ought to do All sin is the result of ignorance. I Eve had known more she would no have offered Adam the apple. Adan did not know enough to refuse th< offer, so both of the ignorant folk! ate, and were lost. If this is not gooc philosophy, then compulsory eduea - tion is not a good doctrine. The 1 schools are to save the State by giv1 ing children such an education as will r give them character and capacity. This is education ; nothing else is. t Knowledge and education mean far i more than memorizing text book 1 facts, or reciting a teacher's words. [ It means character, and this means - everything that is essential to the > welfare of a community. Here we [ have the reason why we need a com, pulsory educational law.?[School , Journal. [ EDISON AS A NEWSBOY. One of the most interesting articles in Harpers' Magazine for February is George Parsons Lathrop's "Talks with Edison," of which the following 1 is a specimen: "At the beginning of the civil war I was slaving late and early at selling papers; but, to tell the truth, I was not making a fortune. I wdrked on so small a margin that I had to be mighty careful not to overload myself with papers that I couldn't sell. On the other hand, I could not afford to carry so few that I should find myself sold out long before the end of the trip. To enable myself to hit the happy mean, I formed a plan which turned out admirably. I made a friend of one of the compositors in the Free Press office, and persuaded him to show me every day a 'galley proof of the . most important news article. From a study of its headlines I soon learned to gauge the value of a day's news and its sellingcapacity, so that I could form a tolerably correct estimate of the number of papers I should needs As a rule I could dispose of abou. < 200; but if there was any special newt from the seat of war the sale ran up to 300 or over. Well, one day my 1 compositor brought me a proof slip of wnich nearly the whole was taken up with a gigantic display head. It was the first report of the battle of Pittsburg Landing?afterwards call- i ed Shilon, you know?and it gave < ,the number of killed and wounded i as 60,000 men! "I grasped the situation at once, s Here was a chance for enormous sales, i if only the people along the line could f know what had happenedj if they ' only could see the proof slip I was then reading! Suddenly an idea oc- i curred to me. I rushed off to the i telegraph operator and gravely made 1 a proposition to him, which he re- t ceiveci just as gravely. He, on his ? part, was to wire to each of the prin- I cipal stations on our route asking the c stationmaster to chalk up on the ' black bulletin board?usea for an- c nouncing the times of the arrival and c departure of trains?the news of the \ great battle, with its accompanying ' t slaughter. This he was to do at s once; while I agreed, in return, to c to supply him 'free, gratis, for nothing,' a Harpers' Weekly, a Harpers' Monthly and a daily evening paper I during the next six months from t that date. v s The bargain struck, I again began e to bethink me how I was to Jget enough papers to make the grand t coup I intended. I had very little ti cash, and I feared still less credit. I fi went to the superintendent of the b delivery department and proffered a is modest request for 1,000 copies of the 1c Free Press on trust. But I was not w much surprised when my request o was curtly and gruffly refused. In tl those days, though, I was a pretty n dieeky boy, and I felt desperate^ for [fi_ thto the office of Wilbur F. Storey,' dl himself and asked to see him. A few b< minutes later I was shown to him. I told him who I was and that I wanted 1,500 copies of the paper on ja credit. The tall, thin, dark eyed, ?( acetic looking man stared at me for u; a moment, and then scratched a few jy words on a slip of paper. 'Take that down stairs,' said he, 'and you will tl get what you want.' And so I (lid. n Then I felt happier than I have ever jc felt since. tl "I took my fifteen hundred pa- p pers, got three boys to help me fold k them, and mounted the train all agog f( to find out whether the telegraph \y operator had kept his word. At the ti town where our first stop was made j I usually sold two papers. As the tl train swung into that station I look- S1 ed ahead, and thought there must be u ? riot p-ninc on. A bilT Crowd filled ii wiy kuui tw __ With the fifty cents she bought more calico, which she made into sunbonnets and aprons. In two months she had earned, in this way, fifteen dollars. There was an increasing demand throughout the New Jersey town where she lived for her sunbonnets and aprons. Before the year was out she had made nearly a hundred dollars' profit from her work. Mary then opened a store in the village, took an assistant, and in addition to her sunbonnets and aprons began to make calico wrappers and gowns. She worked hard and prospered. She found little time for indulging the sorrows which she had once fancied so heavy. Mary Rodgers employs now over twenty girls in her sewing-rooms. She is* healthy and happy, and is regarded in the town where she lives as a "very capable" and prosperous woman. Now she can smile at her old infatuation. She has had the privilege, moreover, of saying no to the man who slighted her love in the days of long ago. "I wonder that I ever fancied him," she said to the writer in confidence. "I can now see how foolish I was in my younger days. Nothing could induce me to marry a man of that stamp to-day. If young girls would only wait a little when they think life unendurable without some man with whom they fancy themselves in love, they would find, as I have done, that it was their greatest good fortune to be thus deserted. Oh, I wish 1 could make girls understand and believe this." The lesson taught by the above incidents is too apparent to need comment.?[Youth's Companion. Compulsory Education.?It is now pretty well settled that a certain mwinntoffo nf T?irnnts will not trive the platform, and as the train drew ?, up I began to realize that they want- s ed my papers. Before we left I had sold a hundred or two at five cents apiece. At the next station the ,, place was fairly black with people. I raised the ante and sold 300 papers at ten cents each. So it went on until Port Huron was reached. Then I j transferred my remaining stock to , the wagon which always waited for me there, hired a small boy to sit on f the pile of papers in the hack part of the wagon, so as to discount any pilfering, and sold out every paper I had at a quarter of a dollar or more 1 per copy. I remember I passed a church full of worshippers, and stop ped to yell out my news. In ten r seconds there was not a soul left in , meeting. All of them, including the , parson, were clustered around me, ' bidding against each other for copies of the precious paper. < "You can understand why it struck me then that the telegraph 1 must be about the best thing going, for it was the telegraphic notices on the bulletin boards that had done ' the trick. I determined at once to 1 become a telegraph operator, but if it hadn't been for Wilbur F. Storey , I should never have fully appreciated the wonders of electrical science." THEY GOT THE SCENT. There is a miserly old lady living ( in Oshkosh who, it is believed, judg- , ing from circumstances, has chests and chests of gold secreted in her house somewhere. She is so penurious and hates to part with her money so bad, that when she is compelled from absolute necessity to buy the necessaries of life she walks to the store farthest from her house so that she can keep in her possession the money that must be spent for food a little longer, and pays for her pur-1 . vi,\rr> vnllW'hUH'P thail Willi iilUi avimv??..vv Isaac, of New York, could command while parting with his gold. It is told of this old lady that one day, while counting over some money) a five cent piece dropped in a big wood box, tilled with wood, shavings, etc. She searched for an hour in vain, and was almost distracted by the loss, when a bright thought struck her. She would have a couple of little boys, who were playing near the house, seek it. Accordingly she called them in and told them if they would find the money which had dropped in the box she would give them each a cent. The youngsters, eager to earn the price of a stick of candy, went willingly to work, and after hunting for about two hours, gave a howl of delight when they discovered the missing coin. The old woman eagerly snatched it from them and, after carefully de ' positing it in her pocket-book, called them dear little children and said they well earned their reward. She then went into another room,brought 1 out a bottle that had once been fillet! * with perfume, and gave each of the ' boys a scent of the lingering odor, > ufter which she canea inein near m1 tie darlings again and told them to t run away now and play. The little fellows were so overwhelmed \vith - gratitude that they kindly thanked her in their abstraction.?[Oshkosh > Times. f How Law Led to Chime.?I t wonder whether really crime or law 1 came first. Law came very early in 3 the history of things. If I remenis ber aright, Adam and Eve were inl structed not to eat fruit in the garden - of Eden. Ho it would seem that law . I came first and led to crime, and it still seems to. There is a quiet little place in the Santa Cruz mountains where the simple inhabitants lived for years without law at all. The dread policeman's star did not shine out in the dark nights; there was no court house, no jail, no use for them. They were happy, innocent people. One day the office seekers found out this Arcadia and made a dead set for it. The profit went to the discoverer, I suppose, and he grabbed all of the offices. He became deputy coroner and justice of the peace, and being the surgeon, the community was at his mercy. He had hardly taken office before there was a fight. He had first, in his capacity as a surgeon, to attend the wounded men; secondly, he had to attend to the assaulter 111 the capacity of justice of the peace; but to his chagrin the wounded man did not die, and he couldn't sit on the body as coroner. And ever since that little Arcadia has become a riotous kind of place, and the offices have quite an income.? [San Francisco Chronicle. . ' A TRUE DOG STORY. Last year a clergyman of Norfolk, in England, missed his pet dog; and there was miich grief in the family, for Rough, the lost coolie, was a favorite with the grown folks as well as the children. Some nine months later, the clergyman happening to go to "Cattle Hill," where the drovers were, saw Rough, and joyously laid claim to him. But Rough's new master, a drover, refused to give up the dog, and there was a dispute. Of course, the drovers were in sympathy with their fellow, and the clergyman found the odds against him. The drover said that he had owned Rough ror years; the minister held to it that Itough was the very Rough he had raised. Two policeman came running up, ind the case was stated. "But how jan you prove your ownership?" isked one of the officers. That put the minister in mind of something. He thrust his hand into i pocket, pulled out a penny, and ;ave it to the dog with the command, 'Rough, fetch a loaf!" Rough, with the penny in his nouth, went to the nearest bakery, uade it clear that he wanted some )read, and soon came trotting back to he crowd. The clergyman broke off i morsel, gave it to Rough, and stood )y while the dcg munched it. Sudlenly the clergyman exclaimed, 'Hough, I believe that bread is pois>ned!" Out the dog spat the piece >f bread, and the crowd cried, "Bra m!" There was no longer doubt as o the true ownership; and to the hame of the drover, the dog trotted ?ff at the minister's heels. IXGERSOLL ON EDUCATION.?Col. I. G. Ingersoll, in an address before he State bar association at Albany, aid of the present system of popular ducation: "None place a higher value upon he free school than I do. But much hat is called education simply unts men successfully to fight the attles of life. Much valuable time > wasted in studying languages that mS ago were dead, and histories in 'hich there is no truth. The object f all education should be to increase le usefulness of men. Every hulan being should be taught that his rst dnt&.js.tA y borrowing or begging, is wholly ishonorable. Every man should 3 taught some useful art." 1 Cowhide Horseshoes.?In Eng.nd, and on many parts of the contient, they have been for a long time sing the Yates horseshoe, one made y compressing common cowdide. It compressed of three thickhesses of \ le cow-skin pressed into a steel lould, and then subjected to a chem:al preparation. It is claimed for it lat it is much lighter, that it lasts inger, and that split hoofs are never nown in horses using it. It is perjctly smooth 011 the bottom 110 calks ~ _?+t,r? nrlliorinor ICIJUII C\l, mc OIIVV, .tu..v....e rinly on the most polished surface, ts elasticity prevents many sprains, tie horse's steps being lighter and arer. Straw, treated with chemicals nknown, has been used for centuries I Japan. Perhaps some American enius will give us a paper horsehoe, who knows? Human Hair Market.?The irgest supply of human hair comes rom Switzerland and Germany, and specially from the French provines. The country fairs are attended >y agents of merchants in London, Air is and Vienna. Only at inter als, however, is a prize like a perect suit of golden hair obtained; and t is said that there are orders ahead II the shops of Paris and London for ill the golden hair that can be obained in the next live years. When i stock of hair is collected by agents t is assorted, washed and cleaned, rhen each hair is drawn through the lye of a needle and polished.?[Once i Week. Feeding the Chickens by Clockwork.?Fred Leach, of Anso lia, has some tine poultry, ana ne relieves in feeding them as regularly is he eats his own meals. He is unible to l?e at home at night before the chickens go to roost, and in order that they may be fed without fail he has rigged up an aparatus which works like a charm. The usual quantity of corn is placed in a tin can, wliich is suspended from a string and weighted. An alarm clock in the outer coop releases the string at a certain hour, the can turns bottom side up and the corn is scattered. There are four coops and each has its can, all working at the same time.? [New Haven Palladium. Cotton in California.?There will l>e a wide trial of cotton in Calfornia, this year. The Cotton Mills company of East Oakland is sending out large quantities of the seed free to pay the cost of transportation from the mills to their farms. The University experiment station is sending out the same seed in small parcels by mail, the applicants only paying postage of six cents on the small sacks sent them. This distribution will induce the growing of cotton the coming summer by several hundreds of people. Some have sent to the mills for seed enough to plant large tracts. teg1" During the present year the eleventh census of the United .States is to betaken. Few have any idea of the magnitude of the work of enuA-? -* ?- -I fpA CIA fUn iiierauoii niiu uvuuiiiuuu* jlw uv mv enumerating, 40,000 officers will be required, and if each one works a month, the labor will be equivalent to that of one man 3,333 years. To compile the tenth census, taken ten years ago, teok 1,500 person two years, and the printing of the results of their labors cost over $5,000,000. To tabulate the eleventh census will be a much larger undertaking. ButTiiey Didn't Grow.?When ('apt. Cook first visited Tahiti, which is the chief of the Society islands?a small archipelago in the South Pacific ocean?the natives were using nails of wood, bone, shell and stone. When they saw iron nails they fancied them to be shoots of some very hard wood, and desirous of securing such a valuable commodity, they planted them in their gardens. Bfeir "And pray, why don't you put new buttons on my shirts ?" asked a Bohemian, of his washerwoman. "Sure, sir, because it's meself was thinkin' ye'd be after needin' new shirts on the buttons." (