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BY E. 3. MIJRRA"! f^??H^'?OLUMN, J. G.;CI*ENKSCALES, Editor. DEAN STANLEY'S BOYHOOD. When Arthur Penryhn Stanley was only a small, delicate, sylph-like boy, his friend noticed that when he was ad? dressed by bis surname of Stanley his bright eyes always flashed with more than wonted, light, and his little frame dilated into something like boyish dignity. These were expressions of his ancestral pride. He had learned that, more than three centuries before, Lord Stanley and his brother, Sir William Stanley, had bravely fought against King Richard Hip at Bosworth, and had by their timely support given the victory to the Earl of Richmond, afterward Henry VII. He knew that Sir William Stanley, having found a "crown of ornament" among the spoils of the dead Richard, had borne it into the presence of the victorious Rich? mond just as his soldiers were shouting, "Long live Henry the Seventh !" Step? ping up to the triumphant warrior, he placed the crown on his head, saying, as Shakespeare had written it: "Courageous Richmond! well hast thou acquit thee: Lo, here, this long usurped loyalty From the dead temples of that bloody wretch Have i plucked off, to grace thy brows witbal; Wear it, enjoy it, and make much of it." Knowing these and kindred facts, Ar? thur Stanley's heart leaped when remind? ed Whit" the blood of those old heroes flowed through his veins. Yet he had 'Ja% good sense not to think himself better on that account, but only that, having a noble name, he must not smirch it by doing ignoble deeds. . .Perhaps his historic namo led Arthur to become, while jet a small bpy, a lover of historic reading. Possibly it was his wise, gentle- and .loving mother who awakened that love in his active mind. Bat, whatever led to it, he delighted not in mere ? story books, but .in histories. Hence,- when only about nine years of age he took a prize book for history! And what is perhaps still more remarka? ble for one of his tender age, he read with eager delight Southey's Madoc and Tha labathe Destroyer?two descriptive epic poems, the first filled with exploits of a Welsh hero, the second an Arabian, fiction in which its hero fights with ma? gicians, monsters, and other evil powers until he overcomes them. If instead of these poems, filled with brilliant descrip? tions and tales of heroic conduct, he had read such fool 13 h books as are now called "dime novels," instead of becoming a man' distinguished for good deeds and exalted character, he would most likely have lived a most useless life, and died at last to fill an unhonored grave. There was only one thing in this bril? liant boy that troubled his noble mother. He did not love boyish sports. He wanted boyish. companions, but did not get them because he did not find pleasure in cricket, base ball, foot ball, or any other jboihfol^anies. Reading: was the. only pleasure he cared for. His wise mother very .properly wished that he would bb more like other boys', thinking it would be better for him, and she ex? claimed one day: "Ah, it is so difficult to manage Ar? thur !" Her difficulty was* not in any miscon? duct of bis, for be was as free from boyish faults, perhaps, as any but the one perfect boy of Nazareth ever was. But she feared that his self-isolation from boys of hie age wonld make him unhappy. Yet, looking again at his brightness, his merry conversation and quick repartee, she added: "Yet, after all, I suspect that this is Arthur's worst time, and that he will be a happier man than he is a boy.". This good mother was right with re? spect to his manhood. She was wrong as to his boyhood. He was happy then, but not as boys usually are. His life was not in the play-ground, but in his books, and in writing, for before he was eleven years old he wrote several poems. When Arthur was about twelve years old he met a lad of fifteen, who, while conversing with him about books, asked him: "Have you ever read Gray's poems ?" "No," replied Arthur. "Then," rejoined the other, with en? thusiastic earnestness, "do bo at once I" and he placed the volame in Arthur's hands. The book was taken home and read with such close attention that to the end of his life he often quoted from it when speaking of Grecian scenery or of Eng? land's ancient kings. The lad who recommended Gray to the boy Arthur was William Gladstone, whoso name to-day is, as Arthur's also, in the mouth of the world. How much the high character of their youthful reading had to do with the greatness of these two men, let the reader guess if he can. When fourteen years old Arthur Stan? ley found himself at Rugby under the teaching of that prince of school-masters, j Dr. Arnold. He took his love for read? ing and his distaste for boyish sports with him. Hence the idlers who loved sport and hated study despised him, as being what is called in college slang a "grind." Their scorn was expressed one afternoon when Stanley was sitting at his desk after school hours, reading with the "keenness of a hound" Dr. Mitford's History of Greece. One of his school? mates, seeing him, hurled a stone at him through the window. The missile struck the student in the forehead, where it left an almost indelible scar. Was Arthur happy at Rugby ? Per? haps not at first. Dr. Arnold, whom he almost idolized in a short time, did nut attract him at the start. His self isola? tion made him feel lonely even amid a crowd of scholars. "I**have not yet fixed upon any one whom.I should like for a friend," he wrote. Then the bad boys "bullied" Mm. And when one fellow-pupil asked him, "now do you like the place ?" his broken spirit moved him to tell the story of his griefs, but his pride led him to smother his real feeling and lo reply : "I like it very much," which was only partly true. As a place for study he did like it; as a place for abode he did not. But merit, character, perseverance in r & CO. right action always win in the end. Hence, Arthur presently found a few fellow-pupils whose congeniality devel? oped his rare genius for friendship, and they became life-long friends. His bril? liant talents changed the scorn of even idlers to admiration. Arnold warmly loved him. And when at the end of his j Rngby course he took the first great prize of the school Arnold broke the silence of the occasion by Baying: "Thank you, Stanley. We have noth? ing more to give.you." "That was, indeed, a proud moment of his life. And never did Rugby pupil take leave of that famous school feeling sweeter satisfaction than he, when, having won the first Balliol scholarship ever gained by a Rugby boy, Arnold, proud of his pupil, shook his hand, saying with a deep feeling : "God bless you, Stanley ! God bless you, Stanley!" And God did bless and prosper him, at his college, in the subsequent professor? ship at Oxford, in his ministry, in his authorship, and in his administration of his duties as Dean of Westminister. He held some errors of opinion, it is true, but his life was pore, and his memory lives, and will live, in the affections of mankind. Thus you see that the thoughtful, studious boy was father to the great, the honored, the beloved man. ?Daniel Wise, D. D., in Our Youth. The Grand Success of the Fanners' Reunion. The Farmers' Encampment at Spartan burg last week was a grand success, de? spite the bad weather. A correspondent of the News and Courier, writing under date of August 7th, says: Our people are exceedingly, gratified at the results of tbe encampment, and it may be well to add a few notes and sug? gestions to tbe excellent and satisfactory reports published in the News and Cou? rier. ' Nothing but words of commenda? tion are heard in regard to these reports. The Encampment was broken up before the people got enough. Hundreds of persons came in on Saturday and desired to see the State exhibit. Mr. Roche had to suspend his packing and let the show go on nearly all day. As a showman, I would like for tbe people of this State to know that Mr. E. L. Roche is a succcess. He is patient, attentive, courteous, and he knows how to arrange his exhibit in the most at? tractive manner. Spartanburg will elect him to any office he wants. This State exhibit was a grand feature of the En? campment. It was a great and impressive object lesson to our country people, and those who saw it will never kick against a tax to enlarge this exhibit. It is generally estimated that twenty five thousand people visited the En campmsnt during the week. Many others were prevented from coming by rains and high waters. We have learned that we can feed a large crowd, because on Saturday chickens, eggs and butter were all abundant and chickens were as cheap as they bad been during tbe year. We need better facilities for cooking and serving the food and we will have them next year. There seems to be a general desire to go a little slower next year and make the thing last longer. Chancellor Johnson, who was on hand from the beginning to the close, says that it ought to go on two weeks. There were too many essays each day and not enough lime for general dis cussions by farmers. If all the men build tents for next year who now say they will, the grounds will have to be enlarged. Several persons from the middle country talk of building comfortable tents and keeping their families here during August. Every county in the State was repre? sented except Edgefield, Lexington, Georgetown, Williamsburg and Horry. There may have been visitors from those counties, but if so, I failed to find them out. Next year every county must be represented. One of the pleasing features of the meeting was the large number of farmers from the middle and lower part of the State. The up-country and low country prejudice will disappear from our politics if the young people from these sections mingle together and make lasting friend? ships. The military encampment was an at? tractive part of the entertaiument, and thousands of persons witnessed the drills and dress parades. The militia will be more popular in tbe up country than heretofore. Gen. Bonham has certainly made a success of this, his first encamp? ment, and if he can get a small appropri? ation next winter he will have a fine military display here next summer. Our local committee have noted a score of improvements that will be made next year. They are determined that visitors from a distance shall be taken good care of and at reasonable rates. The greatest inconvenienc this year was want of transportation to tbe grounds. All tbe roads coming here were broken down and confusion of schedules resulted, consequently the spe? cial train was very irregular. I think the Richmond and Danville authorities will have a special track by next year and run from the Main street crossing. The public needs demand that, and it will pay the company. The people were delighted to have a real, live Governor here for several days. Governor Richardson mingled with tbe people and made hundreds of acquain? tances. He Had Misgivings Still. A drummer who runs his business in South Carolina was in a certain neigh? borhood where the crops were very fine, and where most of the people were rejoicing over the prospect of plenty. Several of the people were together, and one of them concluded to call on a chronic grumbler of that section to hear what he had to say about the crops. But he, too, acknowledged that the crops were very fine, and it seemed that even he hnd no complaint against Providence. However, after acknowledging that everything was splendid, he added? "But I'm monstrously afraid that the big crop has so impoverished the ground that we shall make hardly anything next year.''*?Greensboro Workman. A] ART'S PHILOSOPHY. The Northern "Crunks" Who FilSS Almut the Negro. Well, I reckon we will all have to get mad again and not play with our north? ern brethren any more. As Sam Jones says, it does look like we ain't the same sort of cattle. I didn't think they would raise such a howl about a little thing like the Glenn bill. I wish they had told us beforehand that they would get mad about it if we passed it. Mr. Glenn is a harmonious man and never would have introduced it if he had known it would have raised such a rumpus. Our people didn't care much about it, nohow. The white and colored schools are not going to mix down South, bill or no bill. If a northern white man comes down here to teach a colored school and chooses to take his own children into it, we don't care a copper. But the colored children can't come into the white schools, that's certain. They don't want to. Nothing is more surely settled than that the two races don't want to mix. It is disagree? able all round.' They don't want the same churches, nor hotels, nor railroad cars. It is against nature and we can't help it. This thing they call the univer? sal neighborhood of man sounds very well until it invades our se-p^ystem and then it surrenders. It always has surrendered. The Jews wouldn't mix with the Samaritans and they don't mix with the Gentiles now to any great extent except in a business way. They don't marry with us except once in a while and then it always makes a fuss in the family?that is in the Jew family. We white folks don't take on and had just as leave have one of the boys marry a rich, pretty Jewess as not. Society has its castes and big circles and little circles and boundary lines everywhere and we can't help it for mankind were built that way. Wealth makes it, culture makes it, color makes it, race makes it, and even religion makes it. And the devil makes it too, for it is a fact that the professional burglars in the cities won't associate with the pickpockets and sneak thieves. They outrank them socially. Just after the war it was amusing to see the disgust that the old time free negroes had for the new set that had just been lifted up to their level. There were a few around Borne who were born free and bad never mixed with the slaves and held them in contempt. In fact there wts one who owned slaves und a farm, and he felt aggrieved and perplexed when bis rights were invaded. Society is an institution that laws can't control. Blackstone says that a man's house is bis castle, and just so bis social rights are sacred. The dirty tramp may come to my house and beg his breakfast and set on the back steps and eat it, but I will not have him for a companion just because be is a human being. I will choose my company and not intrude where I am not wanted more than they. I will choose my children's company as far as I can. Their charac? ters are formed in early youth?in their school days and their schoolmates have a great deal to do with it. They shall not go to school with negro children. If the northern people want a reason I will just say its none of your business. Our indig? nation becomes painful when asked such a question. The fanatical fools have goaded us long enough about our duty to the negro. They have got one in a thousand up there and don't know any? thing about it. If there were only one in a hundred down here we wouldeut care. We don't mind riding with them in the railroad cars. We do ride with them on every train, for it is only a brief contact and neither race is offended, but the ladies' car is their special privilege? their castle?and on many trains white men are excluded unless they have ladies in charge. I was excluded the other day in going from Chattanooga to Nashville. Not long ago a negro excursion boarded the train at Stone Mountain. They were well dressed and well behaved, and as there were only a half a dozen of us in the ladies' car we vacated it for them, and the kind-hearted conductor made room for us in the sleeper. Nobody down South has hatred or contempt for the negro; we like him ; we respect him ; we mix with him every way but socially. They don't iuvite us to their meetings and frolics and excursions, and we don't invite them to ours, and both races are content. We build their churches and schoolhouses all over the country. Our doctors attend on their sick and our law? yers on their criminals and get nothing for it. Our wives and mothers minister to their wants and supply them with medicine. When their children steal from us we hush it up for fear they will get in the chain gang. No, those folks away up North don't know anything about it and they never will know from northern literature. But they do know in New Jersey. The negroes got so thick at Asburv park that the white folks couldent see the ocean, nor the horizon nor the sun set nor the moon rise and so the owners got desperate and excluded them. This is a little worse than has ever been done down South. Not a negro now dare3 to go to Asbury park, and I read the other day in a northern paper where a little orphan colored girl was refused admission into an asylum because of her color. That was in the heavenly kingdom of Massachusetts. I tell you what is a fact. Those people up there don't like us and they don't want to. Whether it is because we are the sheep and they are the goats, or they arc the sheep and we are the goats. I don't know, but they won't harmonize. Bight now all their religious papers are howl? ing over this Glenn bill. They are ever? lasting hunting for an insult or an out? rage, and if they can't find one they make one. They have got some good, noble hearted people up there, and our hope is in them, but it does look like they have lost their influence. Their business men who visit us are reasonable and liberal in their views, but they are overshadowed by the public sentiment. Their religious newspapers are as intol? erant as ever was the Spanish Inquisi? tion. The Independent U their great leader and shapes public opinion, and it is just horrid so far as the South is con? cerned. I am sorry that Mr. Beecber is dead, for in his old ago he began to understand us and was a friend, a bold and fearless friend, and dared to defend SDEKSON, S.C., TB us. We have tried mighty hard to cul? tivate peace and good will, but it seems impossible. I reckon we had better quit and let old Father Time settle it. Bob Toombs said there never would be har? mony between the North and tbe South. He dident want them to come down here and be buried in our graveyards, for be said he dident want to rise with them from the dead. Toombs was a good hater and they never made anything off of him. If they dident have the Glenn bill to fuss about, they would hunt up something else. They remind me of a jealous husband who is always bunting around for something he don't want to find. So let them bunt. We wore our? selves out whipping them once, and I'm afraid we will have to do it again. We wouldent mind it at all if they wouldcnt come in such everlasting gangs like the locusts of Egypt, but just lot them tote fair and come man for man, and we will lick them again. The Northern Demo? crats ought to be grateful to the South, but I don't believe they are. What could they do without us"? Why don't they whip some of the fanatics ? Why don't they maul the grace into Ibeir unbelieving souls ? If I was a Northern Democrat and held a federal oflije I would whip any man who slandered tbe South. Cleveland is the president, but who made him so ? Wo are going to make him president again, for be is a good man, and he is coming down to our exposition, and- we will make as big a fuss over him as we did over Jefferson Davis. We stand by our northern friends every time, and Cleveland is one of them, aud Mrs. Cleveland is another; we will stand by her through thick and through thin. May she live long and prosper and multiply and replenish. The sunny South is coining to tbe front. We have got some little things to arrange and fix up about the convicts and prohi? bition, but we will do that; we've tried leases and intemperance, and are not sat? isfied, and now we will change the pro? gramme and if the new plan don't work well we can go back to tbe old one. Variety is the spice of the life anyhow. Our laws are not like the laws of the Medea and Persians that never change. We can change every year if we want to and nobody be hurt. I don't care a ceDt what laws they pass 30 far as I am indi? vidually concerned. If there is a law in tbe code that concerns me I don't know it. I never think about the law for I havent got anything against anybody, and nobody has got anything against me that I know of. If I couldent read those northern papers I would be perfectly happy. I wish they were printed in some other language. I've sowed my turnips and they are up and all right. Our Irish aud sweet potatoes are abun? dant. Butter beans and okra and green corn are plenty. Tbe cow gives three gallons a day and I have plenty of but? termilk. So I don't care?let them all rip?I'm independent too. Bill Arp. Society in China. / Tbe highest ambition of a Chinese gentleman is to have a nice coffin and a fine funeral, writes Woug Chin Foo. Old women instead of the youog are tbe idols of society. Lovemaking is only done three days before marriage. It is not only consid? ered the safest way to get ahead of a rival, but the surest way to get a wife without losing much time. A previous acquaintanceship between the male and female prevents them from marriage. For this reason a man sel? dom weds a girl of his own town. A man could borrow money ou the strength of his having a son, but no one would advance him a cent if be had a dozen of daughters. The former is responsible for tbe debts of his father for three generations. Tbe latter is only responsible for the debts of her own hus? band. When a Chinaman meets another he shakes and squeezes his own bands; cover his head. If great friends had not seen each other for a long time, after tbe mutual hand-shaking they would rub shoulders until they become tired. Instead of asking each other's health they would say : "Have you eaten your rice? Where aro you going ? What is your business when you get there ? How old are you, and how much did you pay for your shoes?" Men wear long petticoats and carry fans, while the women wear short jackets and carry canes. Boats are drawn by horses; carriages moved by sails. Old men play ball and fly kites, while children fold their arms and look on. If a Chinaman desires the death of an enemy he goes and hangs himself upon his neighbor's door. It is a sure cure to kill not only that particular enemy, but members of his entire family will be in jeopardy of losing their lives. When a Chinaman desires a visitor to dine with him he does not ask him to do so, but when be does not wish him to stay he puts the question: "Oh, please stay aud dine with me !" The visitor will then know he is not wanted. A rich man's servant gets no salary, yet many are the applicants; whilo big salaries are paid to the servants of the common people, but few make applica? tions. The perquisites of the former, often more than triple the salaries of the latter, are the sole reasons of these differ? ences. When a Chinaman expects a present and it docs not come, he sends one of lesser value. To encourage honesty and sincerity confidential clerks and salesmen in all branches of industries receive an annual net percentage of the firm's business besides their regular salary. ? The latest fasting girl reported is Lula Grim, of Cumberland County, N. C. Lula is 19 years old, and until June 7 was robust. On that day she declared that she could not and would not swal? low anything. Since that clay nothing, not even a drop of water, passed her lips until July 20, the fifty-second day of her long abstinence. She then took a table? spoon f"l of chicken broth. Her emacia? tion is not extreme after her long fast, and she does not seem to suffer from its effects. [TJESDAY MORNING The Great Georgian, One of the most remarkable men that Lave lived and died in the South was undoubtedly Robert Toorabs, the great Georgian, a man of genius and of a sterling individuality that he maintained to the last. The Louisville Courier Journal gives some interesting reminis censes of Toombs, of special interest to us in South Carolina, as follows: "The first evidence of the coming power of this remarkable man was ex? hibited at Willinglon, a small village in Abbeville District (as the present coun? ties were then called), South Carolina. General George McDuflie, the only rep? resentative of Demosthenes in this coun? try since Patrick Henry, lived near there. McDuflie was harnessed lightning. He forged the chain of logic at a white heat. He was the most nervous, impassioned and thrilling tribune of the people of that day. He demonstrated the political problems as Euclid did geometry, while foaming at the mouth and screaming like a painted Creek Indiau. He had mar? ried the only daughter of Dick Singleton, the celebrated millionaire turfman and rice planter, and he owned four hundred slaves and made eight hundred bales of cotton a year. He had been a member of Congress, Governor of South Carolina, and was afterwards United States Senator. Thp people, before making up their minds on any political question, would say : 'Mr. McDuflie is going to speak at Morrow's old field two weeks from now, and I will wait till I hear him;' and there tbev would come forty and fifty miles, and uimp out the night before to hear him, aud his speech would decide the politics of the entire country once a year. On this Willington occasion it was said that 'the everlasting-mouthed Bob Toombs was coming over to meet him.' Four thousand people were there wheu that rash young Georgian crossed the Savannah to meet the lion in bis den, to beard the Douglas in his halls. Toombs rode a horse, and it was remark? ed that his shirt bosom was stained with tobacco juice. Yet he was one of the handsomest men that ever had the seal of geuius on his brow. His head was round as the celestial globe. His abun? dant, straight, black hair hung in profu? sion over Iiis ample, marble forehead. He had as many teeth as a shark, and they were whiter than ivory. His eyes were black as death aud bigger than an ox's. His step was as graceful as the wild cat's, and yet he weighed two hun? dred pounds. His presence captivated even the idolators of George McDuflie. He bounded into the areua like a black maned Numidian lion from theunknowu deserts of middle Georgia, to reply to the Olympian Jupiter of the up country of the proud Palmetto State. It was the most memorable overthrow that McDuflie ever sustained. This was in the Harrison Van Buren election of 1S10. His argu? ment, his invective, his over bearing torrent of irreverent denunciation, is a tradition in that country even now. McDuflie said: 'I have heard John Ran? dolph, of Roanoke, and met Tristam Burgess, of Rhode Island, but this wild Georgian is the Mirabeau of this age.' After that South Carolina admitted that Georgia was something more than the refuge of South Carolina fugitives from justice. This was the beginniug of Toombs'a immortal Southern fame. "Since the recent death of ex Senator R. M. T. Hunter, of Virginia, Senator Reagan, of Texas, and ex-Governor T. H. Watts, of Alabama, are the only surviving members of Mr. Davis's cabi? net. Reagan was Postmaster General and Watts Attorney General. At Mont? gomery, Ala., there was a secret session of the cabinet to see whether we should bombard Fort Sumter. Toombs was then Secretary of State and was regarded as the most rash, headstrong and violent man in the Confederacy. While in the presence of Mr. Davis, the balance of the cabinet gave their opinion in favor of the bombardment, Mr. Tooms was, as was his custom, pacing the floor. When it came his turn to express his opinion, to the amazement of all ho vehemently opposed the attack, and made one of the most remarkable speeches of all his life in opposition to it. He said it would be the doom of the Confederacy. He said: 'Let Charleston go. Give up Sumter. Let it be provisioned, but never explode the volcano that is under our feet.' He said it was suicide and madness and would lose us every friend in all the North, and exhibited all his magnificent powers in opposition to the attack. He said : 'Mr. President you will wantonly strike a hornet's neat that fills the North from ocean to ocean, and legions, now quiet, will swarm out to sting us to death. It is unnecessary; it puts us in the wrong; it is fatal.' And so it was. Toombs was the wisest and the greatest of all the statesmen of the Southern Confederacy." Forgot to Bcllcr. An undemonstrative husband caused his wife some chagrin on board a train recently. A Chicago journal says that in a railroad accident near that city a woman was shaken very severely and could not speak for some time, although conscious of what was taking place around her. Some of the passengers thought 6he was dead. Her husband feared so too, but instead of giving way to unavailable grief he ilew around doing all he could for his wife's recovery. When she was pronounced out of danger she said, reproachfully: "John !" "Well, Samanthy ?" "You didn't beller a bit there when they all thought I was dead." "Well, Samanthy," said John, in some confusion, "ye see I was flying around trying to bring ye to. I didn't have no time to boiler." "Yes, John," said the old lady, feebly, with a suggestion of tears in her voice, "but couldn't ye beller a little now, John, jest for the looks of things?" "Why, Samanthy, if I was to beller now, folks would say I wasdoin'it 'cause you was going to git well." "I never thought o' that," said the old lady sadly. "I wish to goodness, John, you'd bcllcrcd some at tho right lime! Twould have been real comfortin'." ? The heart gets weary, but never gets old. }, AUGUST 18, 1887 Mississippi Farmers' College. My visit had to do mainly with this institution. It is attracting an unusual amount of attention just now in South Carolina aud other Southern States. This and all other agricultural colleges iu the South are creations of the general government, not directly, but indirectly. The proceeds of certain government lands were appropriated to the endow? ment of colleges in the respective States, in which institutions agriculture should be mainly taught. It has been a serious question in the. minds of many thought? ful persons, whether an institution devoted to this one interest of agriculture could succeed. All the experiments of a union of the literary and the agricul? tural have proven comparative failures, and many were ready to say that an agri? cultural school is a humbug. It was in the face of such doubts that the college atStarkville was established. The first step was to separate it entirely from the State University at Oxford, having a different faculty, a different board of trustees and a different location. The college has now been in operation for seven years. The attendance has steadily grown, until, for the past two years, the faculty have been compelled to reject a large number of applicants, the rejections amounting last year to 21f>. The patrons of the college are the farmers of tbe State. It has cost the State all told about s379,0G0. This cov? ers the cost of the farm, buildings and tbe annual appropriations. The farm consists of 2,200 acres. When it was purchased much of it was regarded as poor land. Now, the entire place is in excellent condition. We were shown a field which had been thrown out at the time of the purchase as worthless. Some parts of that field will produce this year, it is thought, fifty bushels of corn to the acre. This restoration has been without the use of commercial fertilizers. Tbe buildings are large, tasteful and substan? tially built of brick. Nearly all the students board in the college buildings at a cost of $7.70 per month. The maxi? mum expenditure for each student is put at ?100. This includes everything. The work of the farm is done by the students. They are required to work three hours a day. If they work loDger than that they are paid extra for it. In this way many of the students pay, in part, their expenses. The President stated that tbe actual cost so some of tbe young men the past year was not more than #50, because of extra labor per? formed. The crops grown on the farm are corn, p?as, o its and grasses. There is no cot? ton planted, if we remember correctly. Much attention is paid to the grasses and dairying. The herd of cattle number 27G, most of them Holsteins. The butter product of so large a herd is quite remu raerative. The creamery of the college is the first ever built in the Gulf States and has worked a revolution in dairy husbandry. There are now, we think, six creameries iu the State of Mississippi, all of them the offspring of the Agricul? tural College. General S. D. Lee, the President, is the ruling spirit of the institution?a fine Christian gentleman. His whole heart is iu his work and he is justly proud of the success of the college. So far as we could judge, and we were care? ful to inquire into the workings of the college, it is doing just what it proposes to do?to give a thorough and practical training in agriculture.?Rev. J)r. drier, in A. R. Presbyterian. A Child's Tears, Once when a child was ill unto death its mother kneeled and prayed to Heaven that its life might be spared. As she prayed and wept an angel softly took its place beside her aud whispered : "Heaven has sent me in answer to your prayer. Here is tbe mirror of life; watch well and tell me what you see." And then as the mother wiped away her tears and held the mirror before her the augel asked: "What is the picture?" "It is that of a fair-faced boy of 10." "Are there tears iu his eyes?" "There are no tears." "Then the angels of Heaven are weep? ing for him. Look again and tell me what you sec.*' "This time it is a youth of 10. It is the same boy as before, but older grown, and the face is not so gentle." "Are there tears in his eyes?" "There arc no tears." "Then there is sadness among the angels in Heaven. When human eyes are dry of tears the heart is full of evil." Then the mother looked again, and when the angel asked what she saw she answered: "One just coming to man's estate. It is the same face as before, but it is in the darkness and I see lines of evil." "Look closer and tell me if you see tears." "There are no tears." "Then there is grief in Heaven, and heartaches on earth. He who never weeps has gone far wrong. Look again and tell me what you see." "This time it is a man in convict's garb, aud his evil look appalls my heart." "Are there no tears in his eyes?" "There arc no tears." "Then the angels of Heaven weep. Without tears there can be no repent? ance. I charge you to look once more." "This time it is one lying dead in the darkness?no watchers?no one to weep ?uothing but the gloom of night around him." "And are there tears upon the face of the dead ?" '?'There are no tears." "Then, alas! it is another soul con? signed to everlasting darkness! Turn the glass and look for the last time. What do you behold ?" "A child?my child?upon its bed of sickness. Ob! Angel of Mercy, I pray thee to spare its sweet young life!" "Are there tears?" "Aye! there are tears!" "Then I shall kiss them away and the angels of Heaven will rrjoice as I bear the innocent spirit within the golden gales."?Detroit Free Press. ? It demands a giant's strength to subdue tbe weukuess cflove. Cotton Still King. Washington, August 9.?The latest reports of the Bureau of Statistics just issued gives some interesting facts about the commerce of the year which ended June 30. It shows that we sold to our neighbors in various parts of the world last year .??703,000,l?00 worth of our pro? ductions, or about $2,()ou,U00 worth of sales per day the year round. This is about $10,000,000 more than we made the proceeding year. That this is emi? nently an agricultural country is easy to see from the most casual examination of the details of experts. Of the $703, 000,000 worth of exports, ?523,000,000 were agricultural products. Cotton, breadstuff's and meats arc the main arti? cles on which this 5523,000,000 was raised. Cotton is still king, for that alone brought $222,000,000 into this country from abroad??206,000,000 of it for the raw cotton, $16,000,000 for the manufac? tured article. Breadstuffs brought $165, 000,000 and meats aud dairy products $92,000,000. We think we are doing a good deal of manufacturing in this country, but that is a small thing beside the products of agriculture. The ex? ports of manufactures ouly amounted to $135,000,000 in value, or less than two thirds .of the value of cotton exported, and less than the export of breadstuffs. Let the humble farmer hold up his head with just pride, for he supplies not alone the sustenance for this nation of 60,000, 000 people, but brings $1,000 every minute of the year, day and night, of foreign money into this country in ex? change for his products. Where does it come from ? you ask. Let us see. Of the $206,000,000 worth of manufactured cotton sent abroad, $128,000,000 worth went to Great Britain, and about $5,000,000 each to France and Germany. Of the $51,000,000 worth of flour, $35,000,000 weut to Great Britain and Ireland. Of the $90,000,000 worth of wheat, $48,000,000 went to Great Britain and Ireland. Of the $20,000,000 worth of corn, $12,000,000 went to the same countries. Of $165,000,000 worth of meats and dairy products, one-third went to Great Britain, and the remainder was scattered far and wide. Great Britain and Ireland are indeed our best customers in nearly all our exportations. In a list of twenty-five principal articles of export, Great Britain and Ireland head the list of those purchasing from us in twenty of the twenty five articles in question, and usually takes three fourths of the entire amount exported. There are a few cases in which other countries arc better customers. In the article of coal oil, for instance, Germany takes more than Great Britain and Ireland. In manufactures of cotton China takes seven times as much as England. In fact, China is by far our best customer in the sale of manufac? tured cotton. In agricultural imple ment3 the Argentine Bepublic takes more than Great Britain. In articles of wood the Central American Stales take more than Great Britain. Of the $703, 000,000 worth of our productions sent abroad last year, over one-half went to Great Britain and Ireland. Of the $500,000,000 worth of agricultural products that Great Britain and Ireland imported last year, they took more than one-half from the United States. Although the farming products formed a very large part of the value of goods shipped abroad last year, the number and variety of articles entering into the list of exportations is something astonishing. There are mowers, and reapers, and plows, and cultivators, etc., to the value of millions of dollars. There are $10, 000,000 worth of live animals, of which $9,000,000 were cattle. There are can? dles, and cars, and carriages, and sausage casings, a half million dollars' worth of the latter delectable article alone. Of dried apples there were over one-half million dollars' worth, and of green ap? ples over a million dollars. Of rags there were over 4,000,000 pounds. Of butter there were 12,000,000 pounds, and of cheese 81,000,000. Alcohol and whisky, and that sort of stuff, were in very little demand, for the total value of spirits sent abroad was less than a million dollars, against two and a half millions the preceeding year. A New Tax Bill Before Congress. For kissing a pretty girl, one dollar. For kissing an ugly one, two dollars. This tax is levied in order to break up the custom altogether, it being regarded as a piece of inexcusable absurdity. For every flirtation, ten cents. For every young man who has more than one girl, five dollars. For courting in the kitchen, five cents. CourtiDg in the parlor, five dollars. Courting in a romantic place, five dol? lars for the first time, and fifty cents for each time thereafter. Seeing a lady home from church, twen? ty cents. Failing to see her home, five dollars and costs. For ladies who paint, fifty cents. Pro? ceeds to be devoted to disconsolate hus? bands who have been deceived by "out? side appearances," Wearing a bustle larger than a peck measure, live dollars per bustle. Bachelors over thirty years ol age? taxed $10 aud banished to Utah. All pretty ladies taxed from ten cents to twenty dollars, owing to the grado of beauty, and each lady to decide the grade herself. Any amount of revenue is ex? pected to be realized from this provision. Each boy baby, fifty cents. Each girl baby, ten cents. Twins, one hundred dollars premium, to be paid out of the fund accruing from the tax on bachelors. Triplets, forty acres of land and a mule. Heads of families of more than four? teen children, fined a hundred dollars and pent to jail, ? A fascinating Georgia belle and a good-looking doctor linked their wrists together with a pair of handcuffs at Athens, Ga., the other day. The hand culls closed with a spring lock and the couple sat together till midnight, when the owner of the key came in and freed them from a bondage that had begun to grow irksome. VOLUM Presumed 1o be Dead, Mrs. Isabella Shaw took out letters of administration on the estate of James Shaw, who had been absent from the State for eight years. All the processes incident to the winding up of a dead man's estate were gone through with, the administratrix gave bond, the property was appraised, sold and the proceeds ordered divided among the heirs. Mr. Shaw, who was perambulating somewhere on this mundane sphere, got word, in some way, of what was goiug on, and turned up in St. Louis just as the pro? ceeds of bis effects were about to be dis? tributed. He visited the probate clerk's office and examined the papers; he had been adjudged dead by the Court, and there was no mistake about it, as the records showed. He also expressed him? self as satisfied with the accurate way the administratrix had managed the estate, she having paid his debts and all expenses, save his funeral expenses. He, however, subsequently, in proprio, j)cr sona, applied to have that portion of his estate which bad been ordered distributed turned over to himself. He sets out in his petition for that purpose that he bad been absent from the State for eight year.", and under the laws of the State was presumably dead, yet he desired to make proof that he was not dead, and further that he has always been alive duriog the years of his absence from the State, and is now alive and in good health. The Court allowed him to make the proofs he desired, and the proceeds of bis estate, instead of going to his heirs, were turned over to him. Another case equally as interesting was that of Mrs. Sarah Conroy, who took out letters on the estate of her husband, John. The latter disappeared and was gone seven years, when his wife had him adjudged dead, and took out letters on the estate. Before she bad concluded the administration she married another man, and is now living on the homestead that belonged to her former husband. She came very near making a miscalcu? lation, however, as uuder the law the presumably dead man has the right to materialize at any time before the %distri bution of bis effects to bis heirs and claim his property. It appears that Conroy, who was in Texas, saw a "final settlement" notice in one of the St. Louis papers, in which Sarah Conroy, as administratrix of the estate of John Conroy, gave all persons having demands against the estate notice to present the same for allowance or be forever barred. Mr. Conroy wrote to St. Louis to ascer? tain what it all meant, and the letter was turned over to the attorneys of Mrs. Conroy, who wrote him explaining the situation, charging him with having abandoned bis wife and informing him that he would be arrested, the offence being a criminal one. Mr. Conroy was never heard of afterward, but if he had come to St. Louis be would have gotten his property back. The Cattlc-Trnin, A touching incident was related some years ago by Miss L. M. Alcott, tbe well known author. We give the story in her own words, as published at tbe time : "Somewhere about Fitchburg, as we stopped for twenty minutes at a station, I amused myself by looking out of a window at a water fall which came tumbling over tbe rocks, and spread into a wide pool that flowed up to the railway. Close by stood a cattle train; and tbe mournful sounds that came from it touched my heart. "Full in the hot sun stood the cars, and every crevice of room between the bars across the door ways was filled with pathetic noses, sniffing eagerly at the sultry gusts that blew by, with now and then a fresher breath from tbe pool that ley dimpling before them. How they must have suffered, in sight of water, with the cool dash of tbe fall tantalizing them, and not a drop to wet their poor parched mouths! "The cattle lowed dismally, and the sheep tumbled one over tbe other in their frantic attempts to reach tbe blessed air, bleating so plaintively the while, that I was tempted to get out and see what I could do for them. But the time was nearly up; and, while I hesitated, two little girls appeared, and did this kind deed better than I could have done it. "I cou d not hear what they said ; but as they worked away so heartily, their little tanned faces grew lovely to me, in spite of their old hats, their bare feet, and their shabby gowns. One pulled off her apron, spread it on the grass, and emptying upon it the berries from her pail, ran to tbe pool and returned with it dripping, to hold it up to the suffering sheep, who stretched their hot tongues gratefully to meet it, and lapped the precious water with an eagerness that made little barefoot's task a bard one, "But to and fro she ran, never tired, though tbe small pail was so soon empty; and ber friend meanwhile pulled great handfuls of clover and grass for the cows, and having no pail, filled her 'picking dish' with water to throw on the poor dusty noses appealing to her through the bars. I wish I could have told those tender hearted children how beautiful tbeir compassion made that hot, noisy place, and what a sweet picture I took away with me of those two little sisters of charity." "Blessed are the merciful: for thty shall obtain mercy." Coughing Horses. A horse may cough from having taken cold, and he may cough also through the injurious influence of dusty hay. A cor? respondent who has been watching for the cause of the winter trouble in his horses, says that he has become con? vinced that the trouble comes, in bis case, from clover bay, and more particu? larly through the manner of feeding it. His custom, like that of many others, has been to let the animal draw the hay down through a rack, thus stripping off the fine dust, which was drawn into the lungs in respiration and produced the cough. He believes the remedy for this trouble to be in giving the animal its feed in the natural way, i. e., allowing it to gather the food at the level of its feet. Since changing his racks to mangers the writer says be has had no further trouble with coughing horses. E XXIII.?NO. 6. How Coffee Affects Persons. Coffee owes its stimulating and refresh? ing qualities to caffeine. It also contains gum and sugar, fat, acid.", casein and wood fibre. Like tea, it powerfully in? creases the respiration, but, unlike it, does not affect its depth. By its use the rate of the pulse is increased and the action of the skin diminished. It less? ens the amount of blood sent to the organs of the body, distends the veins and contracts the capillaries, thus pre? venting waste of tissue. It is a mental stimulus of a high order and one that is liable to great abuse. Through its fasci? nations the scholar burns the midnight oil ond too rapidly reduces his store of vital force. To some temperaments it may be called a poison. Carried to ex? cess it produces abnormal wakefulness, indigestion, acidity, heartburn, tremors, debility, irritability of temper, tremb? ling, irregular pulse, a kind of intoxica? tion ending in delirium, and great injury to the spinal functions. Unfortunately there are many coffee tipplers who de dend upon it as a drunkard upon his dram. On the other hand, coffee is of sover? eign efficacy in tiding over the nervous system in emergencies. Soldiers in the late war declared they could march long? er and endure more hardship under the stimulus of coffee than under that of liquor. During their long predatory ex? cursions the tribes of central Africa sub? sist for many days at a time on a mixture of coffee and butter. Made into balls an inch and a half iu diameter, one lasts a man during twenty-four hours. Tho Belgian coal miners live on a less quan? tity of solid food than the French miners, who are furnished with a smaller amount of coffee. Coffee is also, in its place, an excellent medicine. In typhoid fever its action is frequently prompt and decisive. It is indicated in the early stages before local complications arise. Coffee dispels stu? por and lethargy, is an antidote for many kinds of poison and is valuable in spas? modic asthma, whooping cough, cholera infantum and Asiatic cholera. It is also excellent as a preventive against infectious and epidemic diseases. In districts rife with malaria and fever the drinking of hot coffee before passing into the open air has enabled persons living in such places to escape contagion. Probably the nervous system is aroused to a positive condition in which fever germs arc rendered inuocuous. That coffee is a medicine in cases of extreme alcoholism is well known, but it is hardly understood to what extent this exhilarating and potent beverage might be used in place of liquor. Coffee houses, where all the accessories are cheerful and wholesome for mind and body, greatly tend to diminish drunken? ness. In the city of Birmingham, Eng? land, according to the report of the American Consul a few years since, the seventeen temperance coffee houses in operation received the patronage of 20, 000 men daily, six days in the week. "And," be truly adds, "a large propor? tion of these visitors would otherwise have spent their evenings and their earnings in liquor saloons."?Hester M. Poole in Good Housekeeping. The Childhood or Christ. Let us single out the boy, that we may try to see him as he was?afoot like bis brethren, small growing, and therefore slender, says Gen. Lew Wallace, writing iu Harpers' Magazine of ''The Childhood of Christ." His attire was simple; on His head a white bandkercnief, held in place by a cord, one corner turned under at the forehead, and the other corners loose. A tunic, also white, covered him from neck to knees, girt at the waist. His arms and legs were bare; or his feet were sandals of the most primitive kind, being soles of ox-hide attached to the ankles by leathern straps. He carried a stick that was much taller than bimseJf. ' The old painters, called upon to render^ this childish figure on canvass, would', have insisted upon distinguishing it with > a nimbus at least; some of them would \ have filled the air over bis head with cherubs; some would have bad the tunic J plunged into a pot of madder; the very courtierly among them would have / blocked the way of both mother and son with monks and cardinals. The boy's face comes to me very clearly. I imagine him by the roadside on a rock which he j has climbed, the better to see the ptooCSi S sion winding picturesquely through the broken country. His bead is raised in an effort at far sight. The light of an intensely brilliant sun is upon his coun? tenance, which in general cast is oval and delicate. Under the folds of the handkerchief I see the forehead, covered by a mass of projecting sunburned blonde hair, which the wind has taken liberties with and tossed into tufts. The eyes are in shade, leaving a doubt whether tbey are brown, or violet like bis mother's";? yet tbey are large and healthfully clear and still retain the parallelism of arch . between brow and upper lid usually the characteristic of children and beautiful women. The nose is of regular inward curve, joined prettily to a short upper lip by nostrils just full enough to give definition to transparent shadows iu the corners. The mouth is small, and open slightly, so that through the scarlet fresh? ness of its lines I catch a glimpse of two white teeth. The cheeks are ruddy and round, and only a certain squareness of chin tells of years this side the day the Magi laid their treasures at his feet. Putting face and figure together, and mindful of the attitude of interest in what is passing before him, the lad, as I see him on the rock, is handsome and at* tractive. When the journey shall have ended, and his mother made him ready for the court of the temple, he may jug* tify a worshipful description of the Saviour of men in the comeliness of . budding youth, his sad destiny yet far in the future. ? A citizen of Cincinnati thought he had a sure fortune in a kitten which had five heads, five tails, ten forelegs and five hind legs. He also thought that it ought ' to have about forty-five lives and was good for many years, but after a brief career of fifteen days the little monstros? ity died, the result of too much hand* dling by the curious. I