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tttaro JntcJIigenw. IS IT ANYBODY'S BUSINESS! Is it anybody's business It* a gentleman should choose To wait upon a lady, If the lady don't "refuse? Or,, to speak a little plainer, Thai) the meaning all may know, Is it anybody's business If a lady has a beau ? Is it anybod'8 business When that gentleman does call, Or when he leaves the lady, Or if he leaves at all ? Or is it necessary That the cnrtain should be drawn, To save front further trouble To outside lookers on? ?9 it anybody's busmess But the lady's, if her beau Bides out with, other ladies And doesn't let her know ? Jjb it anybody's business But the gentleman's, if she Should accept another escort, Where he doesn't chance to be ? Is a person on the sidewalk, Whether great or whether small, Is it anybody's business Where that person means to call ? Or, if yon see a person As he's calling any where, Is it anybody's business What his business may be there? The substance of our query, Simply stated would be this: Is it anybody's business What another's business is f IS it is, or if it isn't. We would really like to know, For we're certain, if it isn't, There some who make it so. WHICH LOVED BEST f BY JOY ALLISON. "I love you, mother," said little John, Then forgetting his work, his cap went on, And he was off to the garden swing. And left her the water and wood to bring. ?*! love you, mother," said rosy Nell, **I love you better than tongue can tell." Then she teased and pouted full half the day, Till her mother rejoiced when she went to play. "I love you, mother," said little Fan, *To-day 1*11 help you all I can; How glad I am school doesn't keep!" So she rocked tile babe till it fell asleep. Then stepping softly, she fetched the broom, And swept the floor and tidied the room, Busy ana happy all day was she, Hopeful and happy as child could be. *'I love you, mother," again they said Three little chrildren going to bed. How do you think that mother guessed Which of them really loved her best ? From the Virginia City [Nev.) Enterprise. "OLD J>IZEN." THE FIGHTING HORSE OF THE STAN I ? 8LA?S. A Reminiscence of the Early Mining Life of Senator Jones, of Nevada. In the early days, many years ago, Senator Jones was engaged in mining on the Stanislaus River, California, at a place called Cherokee Flat. It was a small camp, containing scarce? ly more than a dozen habitations, all told. The most imposing structure in the camp was a boarding house, owned by a Mr. Joggles, a Missourian. This Joggles was a man of sport? ing proclivities. He owned a vicious looking ola bull-dog, with but one eye, whose nose was covered with scars, and whose front teeth were always visible, even when in the most friendly mood. This dog he was ready to back against any dog on the river for a fight. He also had two or three game-roosters of whose prowess he was boastful. But his especial glory and pride was his fighting horse, a large, powerful? ly-muscled and exceedingly vicious "broncho,'' which he called "Old Pizen." And "pizen" he was to all four-footed creatures in that re? gion ; indeed, was so "mean" that he was almost poison to himself. This fierce and unsocial beast had taken possession of a large grassy fiat, about half a mile above the camp, and would allow no other animal to come upon what he viewed as his private domain; nor, .for thd matter of that, to come anywhere near the camp. At Cherokee Flat, the old broncho was monarch of all he surveyed. He had j whipped and run off every animal that had . ever been brought to the camp. The miners several times swore vengeance against "Old Pizen,'' and would have shot him, but that they liked Joggles, and the soul of Joggles delighted in Old Pizen, therefore they let him live. Not content with conquering intruders, the old broncho would chase them for miles, running them clear out of the country. The moment he saw a strange animal he laid back his ears and went for him, using both heels and teeth. About all this Joggles didn't care a cent. When told of one of the exploits of the ani? mal he would laugh in spite of himself, and would swear that Old Pizen was the "biggest fightin' hoss on the Stanislaus," and that he would "back him agin any critter that ever wore har." He Would tell how a big American horse, chased away by Old Pizen, was found forty miles distant with his tail gnawed off to a mere stump. When he thought of the comi? cal appearance the maimed horse must have presented with his little stump of a tail. Jog fles would laugh till tears ran down his cheeks, 'he fame of the "fighting horse" extended for miles around the camp. Prospectors passing that way with pack animals were warned against him. "Beware of the fighting horse 1" was the word through all that section of coun? try. Sonora, the county seat of Tuolumne County, was the source whence the miners at Cherokee Flat drew their supplies of "grub" and other necessaries, q The town was fifteen or twenty miles distant, and the miners would occasionally go up there, order what they wanted, and have it "packed" down to their cabins. One day J. P. Jones and one of his partners went up to Sonora to procure supplies for their company, known as the "Buckeye." They remained over night in town, intending to return the next day. In the morning, soon after they had arose, they heard a terrible com? motion in a livery stable just across the streut from their hotel. Running over to ascertain the cause, they found that a big Spanish jackass had found his way" into the stable through a rear door, and was on the war path among the horses. He had cleaned out several stalls al? most at a dash, and then reached that occupied by a powerful black stallion. Here he found work to do. As Jones and partner entered a furious battle was raging, the horse using his h*eis and the jack his teeth. The horse being confined by a strong halter, the jack had rather the best of it. After tearing and mangling the flanks of the horse frightfully, the furious jack, unmindful of the blows the stablemen, were raining upon his back, suddenly crowded him? self forward in the stall and seized the horse by the under lip. Here he held ou like a bull dog, the poor horse quivering in every muscle, and moaning in agony. One of the proprietors of the stable drew his pistol and was about to shoot the savage ass, when his owner arrived and a fierce wran ?le ensued. The owner of the fighting jack rew his revolver, and for a time it looted as though there was likely to be a "man for break? fast." Finally, however, the owner of the jack succeeded in getting him away from the tremb? ling and mangled horse, and drove him out of the stable. It now occurred to Mr. Jones that here was an animal that would make Old Pizen sick at the stomach. A word of this thought to his partner, and they agreed, if possible, to secure the fighting jackass. Followiug the owner of the jack, they soon came to sin under? standing with him. They were told that the jack was a good pack animal, and as quiet as a lamb when no horses were about. When he I came where there were horses his whole nature changed, and he went for them with the fury of a tiger. The jack being an unusual power? ful animal, the owner asked $70 for him. Jones and partner agreed to run him a trip on trial, and gave the owner $75, which he was to keep in case the jack was not returned within a certain time. Having secured the fighting jack, Jones and partner packed him and started home in high feather. As soon as he was out of town the jack became as docile and sleepy as any other old "burro"" that ever trotted a trail. Before getting home the beast became absolutely lazy, and Jones & Co. began to fear that off his own dunghill their jack was of no account as a fighter. It was about sundown when the men reached Cherokee Flat and drove up to the door of the "Buckeye Company's cabin." Their partners had quit work and come up from the bar. They were getting supper, but, for a time, dis J continued the work of frying bacon and baking slap-jacks to come out and ask J. P. and com? panion how they came by the big donkey. In as few words as possible Jones made them ac? quainted with the character of the beast. When he had finished his account of the scene at the livery stable, every man of the Buckeye j Company was firmly convinced that the big jack could "walk the log" of Old Nick himself, but mum was the word. No hint of the fight? ing qualities of the animal was to go of the cabin. Presently Joggles, whose boarding house was just across the street, espied the jackass, and came over to where he was being ! unpacked. > A smile struggled about the corners of his mouth as he came. Walking up to the beast and eying him from stem to stern for a time, Joggles said: ? "Purty good chunk of a jackass. Been buy in* him ?" "Well," said Jones, "I don't know. We have him on trial. We may buy him. He is big and strong, and seems nice and quiet?may be a trifle lazy." Joggles, who seemed to be calculating about how many mouthfuls he would make for Old Pizen, at last said: "Well, yes, he seems rather quiet." Having unpacked the jack, one of the "boys" gave him a slap with a strap, as much as to say: "You are now at liberty, old fellow; go off and enjoy yourself as you please." "What 1" cried Joggles, opening his eyes in amazement, "you ain't going to turn that jack loose here? The first thing you know he'll poke off up to the flat where Old Pizen is. Then he'll be a dead jack as sure as you live ! Why, he wouldn't make a mouthful for Old Pizen." "Well,I don't know," said Jones, "the jack is a very quiet old fellow, and I guess Old Pizen won't think him worth bothering with. Besides, the chances are that he will stay and pick about camp?won't fine his way up to the flat at all." "Well, just as you please," said Joggles, pre? tending some concern; "but you know what Old Pizen is I" "Yes, I know," said Jones, but Pizen is get? ting old. I guess he don't thirst for the fray as in his younger days. I shouldn't wonder, now, if the old jack were to whin him?in case they should get together," added Jones, laugh? ing. "What 1" cried Joggles, turning red, "that blamed old jackass whip Pizen! Not much ! I'll bet you $100?yes, I'll bet you $200?he can't whip one side of him I Come, now 1" "The trouble is," said Jones, "that the jack is in a strange place. He might not fight. However, he looks as though there might be some fight in him. If the two ever do get to? gether, I rather think he'll make it warm for the broncho." "You do, eh ?" said Joggle*, "Well, I don't. Here, here, now?back up your opinion or take water. Here's $200! I'm willin' to jest let the animals alone?let them find their way to each other?and I bet this $200 that when they do meet, old Pizen whip3?that he eats your jackass up alive! Coi-e, now, Pixley, here, shall hold the stakes. See me, see me! come down! Two hundred goes that Pizen whips your jack!" Thus urged, J. P. covered the coin in Pix ley's hand, and once it was done a better pleased man than Joggles was never seen on the Stanislaus. He thought he had the deadest thing in the world. The bet made, away ran Joggles to tell all the "boys" in the camp what a dead thing he had on Jones; always winding up with?"Old Pizen '11 chaw him up-*-chaw him up alive I" The last thing he -said to his lodgers that night, before he went to bed, was: "Kuowin' Pizen as he does, Jones must be goin' crazy. That jackass will be chawed up?chawed up alive?" All the evening the jack remained browsing about the camp, and the next morning was still there?standing with head down and eyes closed dreamily, moving his ears, and lazily switching his scanty tail. Joggles smiled con? temptuously every time he looked at the old jack. Standing on his porch, as the miners of the camp passed on their way down to their claims on the river, Joggles facetiously inquired whether any of them would like to back "that thar ferocious beast against Old Pizen for an? other $200?" At last all the men of the camp were down on the river at work. About 9 o'clock in the morning one of the men of the Buckeye Com? pany happened to go from the bar up to the bank of toe river for something. A moment after, grinning gleefully, he called out to those below: "The impatient Joggles is going to bring on the game. There'll be some fun be? fore long ; I see him startin' the old jack along up the valley toward the flat. He's on the sly, and is getting rather keen to see that fight 1" Watching Joggles, he was in the edge of the timber throwing rocks to urge the jack to move up a streak of open ground that led to the flat between the two groves of pines. Presently he came back and seated himself on his porch, getting up once in a while and stretching his neck to see if the jack was going in the right direction. He was dying to have the animals get together. At last a man who had climbed upon the bank reported that the jack was not to be seen, and that he had no doubt gone over the ridge into the flat. Ail was now excitement among the men, and two or three of them were constantly on the river bank listening for sounds of the fray. Presently they cried out that the battle had begun. All hands hastened to the top of the high steep bank, whence was to be had a fair view of the open ground leading up to the ridge, beyond which lay the flat where roamed the fighting horse. Although half a mile dis? tant a terrible squealing and braying could be distinctly heard?cries of rage and pain from the contending animals. A great cloud of red dust could be seen rising from the ridge. This cloud, that told of the battle, moved to and fro; sometimes appearing to approach quite near to the crest of the ridge, then again to recede. All this time there was heard the most fearful squealing and braying imaginable? sometimes very distinctly, again more faintly, as the varying breeze wafted the sounds, or as the scene of the battle shifted. Looking to? ward the camp, Joggles was seen jumping up and down and running frantically about, evi? dently much excited. Soon he was seen to get a ladder and mount upon the roof of bis porch, and thence to climb to the top of his house, vainly stretching his neck to obtain a view of the fight. Now the cloud of dust was seen to rapidly approach the crest of the vidge, and soon it came whirling over it. men wer2 seen two dense clouds of dust, bo?i rolling rapidly in the direction of the camp. Wild snorts and horse brays were heard. Swiftly the red clouds rolled on, and soon in the foremoat the form of an animal could be seen. A puff of wind showed this to be the broncho?Old Pi2en. At the distance of two or three hundred yards behind rolled a rapidly-following cloud, as we have sometimes seen two small whirlwinds in playful mood. What was in this last cloud could not be seen, but the "Buckeye Boys" felt that their jackass was thar I Down into the camp charged the terrified broncho, snorting with fear at every jump, and occasionally half turning his head in order to see if the terrible jack was still in pursuit. .As the frantic horse tore through the camp with nostrils distended, mane flying in the wind, and tail stickiug straight out behind, Joggles was heard shouting wildly from the roof of his house, "Whoa, Pizen, whoa, Pizen 1" But just at that moment there was no "whoa" in Old Pizeu. Down through the little town he came making directly for the bar, as though in search of human assistance. Straight on he came till he reached the bank of the river, here fully twenty feet in perpen? dicular height. At the brink he halted, hesi? tating to take the fearful leap, and with eyes starting from their sockets took one long de? spairing look behind. There came the veno? mous and indomitable jackass, never breaking his steady, roiling gallop. With outstretched neck, ears laid back, and scant tail whipping up and down with each bound, on he came. The old broncho erected his tail, took one more glance at his approach? ing foe, gave a enort of terror, and leaped from the bank down into the river. Luckily for him the water was deep. Rising to the surface he swam to the opposite shore, and came out all right on a bar that put out from the bank on that side. Here he halted, evidently feeling himself safe. The jack thundered on, and came near plunging into the river before aware of its presence. But by bracing all aback till his haunches almost touched the ground, he came to a halt. But it was only for a moment. Seeing the old broncho on the other shore he stretched out his neck and giving a diabolical "yee-haw," unhesitatingly plunged into the river and diligently struck out for the horse. This reckless and energetic persistence of the enemy was evidently unexpected to the bron? cho. He gazed for a few moments at the jack, as he rose to the surface and began swimming ?gazed as though thunder-struck at the fearful energy displayed by the little beast?then toss? ing his tail aloft and giving a tremendous snort, he dashed away down the river at the top of his speed.. The jack was soon over the narrow stream. On landing, he snuffed the ground a moment, then raising his head and catching a glimpse of the fleeiug horse, away he plunged in keen pursuit. A bend in the river soon hid the animals from view. As the men were still standing gazing after them, a great crash was heard. More than one voice then cried, "The gulch 1 the gulch I By heaven! they have both gone into the Devil's Gulch I" What was referred to as "Devil's Gulch" was a nar? row ravine, with rocky, perpendicular walls, which put into the river about fifty yards below the bend. ' Something fell into the gulch sure," cried the men, "and it must have been either the horse or jack, or both." All now started for a crossing some distance up the river, in order to go down the other side and see what had happened. Joggles, who had before this descended from the roof of his house, now came puffing and blowing across lots, and joined the party from the river, fifteen or twenty men in all, as they came from several claims.? "Darn a jackass, any how!" was all that Jog? gles said, as he came up with the crowd. As all knew his feelings, no one said a word. "Darn a jackass!" he several times muttered as they moved down the river, after having crossed over. Rounding the bend, they came in full view of the gulch, There upon its rocky brink stood the jack. With out-stretched neck he was gazing intently into the chasm below. His ears were lopped forward, as though to shade his eyes and give him a clearer view of what lay at the bottom of the gulch. The sound of approaching footsteps at length at? tracted his attention. Turning his head and seeing the party drawing near, ho moved back from the brink of the precipice, gave his tail a flourish, and uttered a series of triumphal "yee-haws." 1 Looking down into the chasm the men be? held lying at the bottom, motionless in death, Old Pizeu, the fighting horse of the Stani? slaus. His head was doubled under him?his neck was brokeu. When he came up cut of the gulch after having ascertained this fact Joggles was deadly pale. Drawing and cock? ing his six-shooter, he advanced toward the party and said : "John P. Jones, you knowed what that jackass was. Don't speak. Let not a man here speak a word." With this he turned suddenly to where the jack stood with his head down, moping sleepily, and sent a bullet through his brain. The beast fell with? out a moan, when Joggles advanced and de? liberately emptied the contents of his revolver into its carcass. He then seized it by the ears, dragged it to the brink of the precipice, and tumbled it down upon the body of the old broncho,saying: "As you are the only thing that ever whipped him, darn me, you shall lie and rot with Old Pizen?Old Pizen, the Figbtin' Hoss of the Stanislaus." Josh Billings' Sayings. Habits are often az ridikilous az they are strong; yn often see folks who kant pick up a pair of tongs without spitten on their hands fust. ' Very great minds are seldom fully apprecia? ted bi the age they live in. It iz easier to get a friend than to keep one. Politeness makes all the other accomplish? ments eazy and agreeable. If yu don't respekt yourself, how can yu ex pekt others to do it for yu. It iz very hard to lose sight uv poor relashuns, but we often have to hunt up ..ur rich ones. Sudden wealth seldom comes by honesty. He who kan whistle one tune need never be entirely lonesome. The strongest friendships i have ever notised have been between thoze who thought different? ly, but akted alike. It iz mighty onsartin what a lazy boy or a big snaik will amount to. He who iz afraid ov work iz a coward in ev? erything else. If yu are anxious to bekum famous you must be willing to be abuzed. Lies are not the only things that cum home to roost; all evil things do. The experience of life has taught me that there iz more happiness among the lowly than the great. Honesty once lost may be recovered, but modesty never kan. Time is a great phisician ; it cures broken hearts, broken heads and even broken crock cry. 1 have alwuss sed, and I stick to it vet that he who repents ov sin iz a stronger and a safer man than he who don't commit it. 1 The slowest time on rekord iz skule time, and the fastest iz sparkin time. The man who iz alwuss prepared for good or bad luck, and treats them both alike, iz a hero. I belcave all thoze who have made themselfs common enemies ov mankind hav died a vio? lent death. Take away the fear of the law and i had rather liv amung the howling beasts ou the des? ert than amung mankind. He who forgifs auother forgifs himself, for we are all ov us gilty ov about the same sins. Specialtys are what wins in this world. A jak ov all trades is like a man with fleas all over him; he iz too bizzy with the fleas to do ennythiug well. ? Among the presents at a wooden wedding in Allontown, Pa., the other nipdt, was an im? mense cake. This was reserved for the last; and when they came to cut it, they found it was only a cheese box covered with icing. ? "What are you doing there ?" said a gro? cer to a fellow who was stealing his lard. "I am gettin' fat," was the reply. J How Seih Hawkins Stole an Old Lady's Night Gown. The Boston Newa gives the following as hav? ing occurred in one of the villages of the old Bay State, within the recollection of the writer. We do not know when we have enjoyed so hearty a laugh as on reading this incident in the life of Seth Hawkins : Sunday night was the season which Seth chose to do his weekly devours, as Mrs. Horuby would say, and his road to neighbor Jones's (whose daughter Sally was the object of his particular hope,) lay across three long miles of territory, stumpy as an old woman's mouth and as irreclaimable as a prodigal son gone away for the third time. One all sufficiently dark night, unheeding wind and weather, as gallant and spruce a lov? er as ever straddled a stump, Seth, in best "bib and tucker," and dickey, and all that, started upon his weekly pilgrimage to the shrine of Sally Jones?a sweet girl by the way as straw? berries and cream are sweet. Seth knew every Iaudmark, if he could see it; but the night was very dark, and in a lit? tle while he became confused in his reckoning, and taking the Hght which gleamed from far? mer Jones's cottage in the distance for a guide, he pushed boldly on regardless of intermediate difficulties, surging occasionally to the right or left, as some obstructions rose in his path, un? til he ran stern on, as sailors would say, to a huge stump, and rolled incontinently over to the other side. He gathered himself up 'as best he could, shook himself to ascertain that no bones were broken and then restarted on his mission of love, his ardor somewhat dampened by feeling the cold night wind playing fantastic gusts around his body, denoting that the concussion had "breached" his "oh-fi-for-shameables,"and that the seven-and-six-penny cassimeres were no more to be the particular delight of his eyes, in contemplation of their artistic excel? lence. He knew not the extent of the damage sus? tained, but soon gained the house. His first glance was over his person to ascertain if de? cency would be violated by an unwonted dis? play ; but seeing nothing and trusting to the voluminous proportions of his coat for conceal? ment, he felt reassured, and took his seat in a proffered chair by the fire. Whilst conversing with the farmer about the weather, and the dame upon the matter of cheese, he glanced at Sally and saw with pain? ful surprise, that she was looking anxiously and somewhat strangely towards a portion of his dress, She advjjped her eyes as she caught his glance ; but again catching her eyes upon him, he was induced to turn his eyes in the same direction and saw?good heavens ! Was it his shirt? oozing out cf a six inch aperture in the inside of one of his inexpressibles! He instantly changed his position, and from that moment was ou nettles. Was he making more revelations by the change ? He watched the first opportunity to push the garment" in a little. Could he succeed* in hiding it, it would relieve his embarrssment. Again he watched his chance, and again stowed away the linen. It seemed interminable, like the doc? tor's tape-worm, and the more he worked at it, the more there seemed left. In the meantime, his conversation took the hue of agony, and his answers bore as much re? lation to the questions asked as the first line of the songs of Solomon does to the melancholy burthen of Old Mary Petin-gill. At last, with one desperate thrust, the whole disappeared, and he cast a triumphant glance towards Sally. One look sufficed to show that she had comprehended the whole, and with the greatest effort was struggling to prevent a laugh. Meeting his glance, she could contain herself no longer, but screaming with accumu? lated fun, she fled from the room ; and poor Seth, unable to endure this last turn of agony, seized his hat and dashed madly from the house, Clearing the stumps like a racer in the dark, and reaching home, he hardly knew when or how. As soon as he was gone, Mrs. Jones looked about for a clean night-gown that she had out for service on the back of the chair on which Seth had sat. She was positive that she had taken it out, but where upon earth it was she could not conceive. "Sally !" cried the old lady from the door, "have you seen my gown?" "Yes'm," echoed her voice, as if in the last stage of suffocation?"yes'm, Seth Hawkins wore it home!" It was unfortunately the case, and poor Seth had stored it in the crevasse of his pants. It was returned the next day, with an apology, and he subsequently married Sally ; but many years after, if any article of any description was missing, of apparel or otherwise, the first suggestion was that Seth Hawkins had stowed it away in his trowsers. Seth Hawkins is now a prominent and in? fluential merchant in the city of Boston, and often relates the story himself for the amuse? ment of his young friends. The Fashionable Complaint.?In the course of a lecture recently delivered in New York, Dr. Lyman said: "Heart disease, among both ladies and gen? tlemen, is the one most in vogue at present. A synonym for pseudo heart disease is indiges? tion. False modes of dress, by crowding the heart, cause it to beat irregularly. Remedy the dress, and the heart will healthfully per? form its functions. The heart is almost the last organ to become diseased, because it has a great work.to do. Nature made it strong and supplied it with as few nerves as possible. Women who faint, as a rule, have too small cavities for heart and lungs. Fainting is a provision of nature for the reinstatement of the body by allowing the heart a brief respite. When the stomach is undoubtedly distended by food, the heart is crowded and complains. Good straight shoulders are essential to woman. If she possesses an erect form, a woman's heart has better opportunity to beat evenly and healthfully. Many mistake a palpitating sensation of the muscular wall of that portion of the stomach I nearest the heart for an affection of the heart. Adipose or fatty accumulations around the heart will often render its beating labored or heavy. The heart is not however, diseased; it is only working under difficulties. Prostra? tion also affects the beating of the heart, caus? ing it to pulsate more rapidly. Strength will remove this difficulty. It is a theory with some physicians that in a natural life the heart beats only a certain number of times. If this be so, ruuning up and down stairs, intense ex? citement, hurry, by increasing the number of heart-beats iu a minute, diminish the length of one's life. It is a well known fact that a race horse is not long lived, because having such a demand upon the action of the heart, the heart-muscles wear out sooner than they otherwise would." ? The postmaster at Monticello, Georgia, recently performed the feat of reading a let? ter without hearing its contents. An old woman who had never been to school, got a letter one day, and asked the postmaster to read it for her. Sho did not waut him to hear it, so she took a wad of cotton out of her pocket and stuffed his ears with it. She then had him read the letter in a low voice, and was perfectly satisfied that the reader could not hear a word of it. This is repor? ted as a late actual occurrence. ? One night two men got into a wordy controversy, which waxed quite hot, and finally one of them challengea the other to a square fight. The challenged party filibus? tered around and endeavored to avoid com? mitting himself on this issue, but finally, pressed by the other, lie positively refused to fight. "Not that I'm any coward," he said, "or that I'm fraid of you, but I was ullers an unlucky man in a fight." ?-The Marti i boys of Iowa loved their fa? ther, and when he died two of the five were killed in the struggle to nee which should have his old watch and chain to remember kin\ by. A Negro Revival. Wc must give the reader a few specimens of a prayer and an exhortation we heard in a revi? val meeting among the colored folks. A black preacher, glossy as a varnished beaver, gave us a characteristic article in this line. Begin? ning his prayer in a low and reverential voice, he addressed the Deity as "Thqu" and "You" indiscriminately, and sometimes indulging in the doubtful grammar of "Thou knowetb," and "You knows." Soon his words were ut? tered as a kind of wailing chant, with a pro* longed sound in a higher key on emphatic words and syllables. Ihe peculiar intonation, especially when the congregation would catch the key from the plaintive sounds, and unite with the preacher in a piteous moan, between words, gliding down from the dominant note to the minor third below, and dying through diminuendoes into sobs and sighs. The effect was at times thrilling. Some parts of an ex? hortation to which we listened, however, while less eloquent, were certainly very practical. The preacher struck nails square on the head as. he hammered away. For instance: "Now, brethren and sisters, we want mourn? ers heah to-night. No foolin'. Ef you can't mouhn for your sins, don't come foolin' roun' dis altah. I knows ye. You's tryin' mighty ha'hd to be convarted 'thout bein' hurt. The Lord 'spises mockery. . Sometimes you sinnahs comes for'hd an' holds your head too high a com in'. You come foah you's ready. You starts too soon. You don't repent; you's no mounah. You're foolin' wid de Lord. You comes struttiu' up to de altah ; you flops down on your knees, an' you peeps fru you fingahs dis way, an' you cocks up you ears to see who's makin' de bes' pray'r. You's 'tirely too peart for peniten's. You's no mounahs. Ef you comes here to fool, you bettah stay away. Bet tah go to hell from de pew asleepin, or from your cabin a swearin', dan from de mounah's bench a foolin'. Ef you's not in earnes', keep away from he'eh, don't bodder us. Do you want us to make ouhselves hoase an' weah out ouah lungs a-prayin' for you when you knows you's enly foolin' wid de Lord ? I tells you to be mighty cahful. I want to see you a comin' so buhdened by the weight ob you sinsdat you can't hold up you heads. I want to see you so heart-broke dat your knees knock togedder when you walk. You mus' be low-minded. De Bible lays great stress on da low. You's got to get low down in de dus. De good book says, 'Low (Lo!) in de vollem of de book it is writ.' Now, min' dat and be low." Then addressing the members of the church more particularly, he said: "Brederen in de Lord, you mus' be airnest prayin' foh dese pore sinnahs. You mus' wake up. In dis Spring time ob year, when the leaves is comin', an' de flowahs is a-winklin' an' a-bloomin', what does de leaves an' de flowahs say ? Dey says, 'Git up /' ["Amen! dat's so," from an old brother in the corner.] "It is mornin, de day is breakin'. Git up. Wake up in de mornin'." ["Amen! wake 'em up, Brudder Clinton," from the corner.] Too many ob you professahs ob 'ligion has been sleepin' on de wheels ob time. Git up I an' put youah shouldah to de wheels. Den ' when you kneel roun' dis altah to comfoht de mounahs, don't doller." ["Amen, halleluyah," yelled a sister from the women's side.] "Eve ery time you hollers de debble he put another thought in you heart. You'd bettah whispah to de Lord dan to hollar at de debble. Talk low. Let de mounahs pray for demselves. You bodder dem wid your hollerin'. Git down long 'side dem, an' 'struct dem when dey ax, but don't wast breff ober any who's peepin' round listenin' for nice talk. Don't tell de mounah to watch for visions an' wait for mira? cles. Jest show dem how to rest on de word and resk de promises." ? Salt should be furnished to all animals regularly. A cow, or an ox, or a horse needs two to four ounces daily. Salt increases the butter in milk, helps the digestive and nutri? tive processes, and gives a good appetite. The people of interior Europe have a saying that a pound of salt makes ten pounds of flesh. Of course, salt'only assists in assimilating the food, it does not make flesh or muscle. ? A lady having accidentally broken her smelling bottle, her husband who was very petulant, said to her, "I declare, my dear, everything that belongs to you is more or less broken." "True," replied the fair one, "for even you are a little cracked." ? A lady who was recommending a medi? cine for consumption to a gentleman, said "I'm sure it will help you ; I've heard a great many praise it to the skies." "No doubt, madam," he replied, "for I'll warrant it sent many to the skies to praise it." ? Pinchback complains of his treatment in this country. In Europe he says he was treat? ed like a gentleman?here, like a dog. But Piuch seems to like the dog treatment best, else he would bundle himself across the water and stay there. ? Naughty young Indianopolitans are im? mersed in water barrels by their fond mammas until they promise not to go fishing with Bill Jones again. This is called moral suasion, and doesn't break a child's spirit like whipping. ? An assessor asked a woman how many chickens she had, and, doubting her word, pro? ceeded to count them. She took him to the bee? hive, kicked ic over, and invited him to count the bees. ? Josh Billings says: "There ain't any? thing that will completely cure laziness, though a second wife has been known to hurry it some." ? A Milwaukee lady who paid ?50 to have a wart removed from her nose, now wants to know what's become of the nose. ? Why do people call for a piece of string, and did anybody ever hear of one calling for a whole one? ? Sidewalks are coquettish when they bring you to your knees. ? A rough estimate?Guessing you can knock a man down. 1 I 1 Xlio Above Cut Koprescnts Tozer's Improved AGRICULTURAL ENGINE! OF which there arc now more than a dozen | at work in Anderson County. For further information, apply to N. K. SULLIVAN A CO., Anderson, S. C, or ad? dress tho undersigned. RICHARD TOZER, Columbia, S. C. Dec 3, 1874 21 ly _ HENRY BISCHOFF ITcO., Wholesale Grocers, AND DEALERS IN CAROLINA RICE, Wines, Liquors, Cigars, Tobacco, ?See, &c, ?See, 197 and 199 East Bay Street, CHARLESTON, S. C. Solo Agents for South Carolina for tho Sale of OLD VALLEY WHISKEY. 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