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VOL. I.--NO. 35. BEAUFORT, S. C., JULY 21, 1875. $2.50 PER ANNUM.
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Another's.
She ban the most alluring oyos,
A little Grecian nose* ,
She wears the most bewitching guise, (
And parti-colored hose !
Ilor touch can thrill oue strangely when
When one clasps her in the dance;
At least, they tell me so?bnt then, i
I never had the chance! 1
Ilor melting tones, fo people Bay,
Intoxic .to the brain,
And leave, when she has gono away,
A joy akin to pain. .
Her voice ia like sweet music when
Its strains are soft and low;
So those who'vo heard it say?but then,
I never did, you know
She makes the most superb ragout?
Knits stockings by the score;
Knows Latin, and Italian, too,
Greek, French, and plenty more ! I
* Sho'* just the girl to sweeten lifeAdorable
!?divine ! i
In short, she is a perfect wife !
But thou she isn't mine !
: ' On a handsome lawn fronting an old ^
ivy-grown mansion in the State of Vir- (
ginia, one pleasant afternoon, not many
years ago, a group of young people of .
both sexes w.-re gathered. Standing in
tlipir midst was nil old woman, bent
down with age, looking as if Rhe stood J
on the brink of the grave; but her dark, 1
restless eyes showed that there was vigorous
life in her mind, if not in her <
body. i
Sho had been "telling fortnnes" for 1
the young people gathered around her, '
and to all but one sho had foretold a 1
bright and happy future. The exception
of this rule of blessedness through 1
life was a handsome boy of nineteen, '
xyith a dark, passionate face, aud an ?x- I
pression which indicated perfect fear- 1
lessness. 1
Five years before the opening of this 1
story an olil gentloman and his nephew '
had moved to Virgiuia, and buying a 1
farm, liad made it their home. Mr.' 1
Mercer and hi3 nephew, Frank, were '
treated with kindness by the gentlemen '
of the neighborhood, and they received ]
invitations to visit tho plantations hear i
them.
Frank soon became acquainted with all *
in tho country; but his uncle never left '
his farm, and seemed to shun society. I
For this, many reasons were given; but 1
tho true one was that ho had lost his
whole family, and Frank's parents liav- '
iug loft him to Mr. Mercer's chargo he 1
determined to devote himself to the <
boy, and found sufficient enjoyment in <
liis company, and in cultivating his J
farm. Though reported very wealthy, '
and that lie always kept a large sum of
gold in tho house, Mr. Mercer and 1
Frank lived in a quiet way, hud made ]
no display.
Thus passed Frank's early youth from 1
his fourteenth until his nineteenth year, '
when our story opens. A man of su- '
potior education, Mr. Mercer bad been *
his nephew's teaeher, and had imparted '
to him much knowledge of the world, 1
of letters, and people, so that Frank, at 1
nineteen, was as well informed as if he i
had possessed a cultivated education.
There wore those in the neighborhood '
who reported that tho boy was wild and '
dissipated, and this found ready believ- 1
uru in nflitii?a ar\ fl?of Pv.mlr l?o,l 1
enemies as well ns many friemls.
.Tims we find him; and the evening of 1
the commencement of our story he had 1
been invited to an entertainment given' '
by a wealthy planter to his children. }
Mr. Dewes, the planter, had three i
children, the youngest and loveliest of I
whom was M iry, a girl of twelve. Mary '
and. Frank were the best of
friends, and loved each other dearly; so 1
when the fortune teller predicted a dark !
and stormy future for Frauk, the tears 1
arose to the child's eyes, and she said :
?' Do not listen to her, Frauk."
But the boy laughed, and, turning on his
heel, walked away. i
' Two aays afterward, he left home for <
a woek's hunting in the mountains; but <
the second night after his departure, the i
neighborhood was aroused by the i
startling news that old Mr. Mercer had 1
boon murdered bv his nephew. One of ]
- the servants, passing the house at night,
heard a cry, and, seeing Frank's win- i
: dow open, he sprang in and walked
. ,s. . across the hall to Mr. Mercer's chambor,
from whence the cry came. Lying
upon the floor was the old man, dead,
while near him stood his nephew with a
bloody knife in his hand. In fright, tho
negro rushed from the house and gave
the alarm. Persons from the neighborhood
wero sent for, and Frank was
seizod'agaiust every protestation that he
did not kill his uncle, and thrown into
gao1.
Tho feoling against the youth was in
.tonne, for tlie negro told tho story of
how ho lintl found Frank; and a wayfaring
peddler, who hud just ascended
the froht stops to ask to ntay all night,
corroborated his statement.
The trial came off, and the charges
wero made known. Frank Wiis accused
of starting upon a hunting expedition
as a blind, and then returning from the
inountains by night, had entered tho
room, and attempting to removo a large
of gold kept by his utfclo, had aroused
him, and, npon l>eing discovered, had
driven his hunting knife into tho hoart
of Mr. Meroer; tho gold was on tho
lloor, its weight having torn through the
bug when it was raised. The knife with
which Mr. Mercer was killed was one he
had given to Frank some days before,
and was a largo dirk knife incased in a
^ silver scabbard.
Palo as death, but showing no sign of
fear or guilt upon his handsome face,
the prison ? ait unraovsd by his sen
tfmco, wbicli was to die on tlio gallows.
When naked if he had nnglit to any,
Frank arose, and looking around the
court room, and in a clear voico, answered
:
"I have! Circumstantial evidence
has condemned mo ! I admit it. looks
as if I did the deed, but I nm guiltlesa
of murder! Dropping my percussion
cap box in a mountain stream, I returned
home for more; for without caps my
gun was useless. It was a lovely night,
and I determined to enter the house by
mv room window, get caps, and return
without awakening my uncle. I tied my
horse to the fence, sprang into the win- ,
dow, and then heard a loud crash, a
call, and a shriek in the direction of my
uncle's room. I rushed thither ?a dark
form dashed by me in the uncertain 1
light of the room?and I fell over '
something upon the floor. With fear in 1
my heart, I arose, lighted a candle, and :
saw my uncle's body covered with blood, 1
gold scattered upon the floor, and my
n\rn Irnifo l?o?1 <1nn<1 ln'nrr ]
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near. I picked up the knife; and thus J
was I found by the negro, and seen by '
the peddler. As God is my witnoss, '
I did not murder the good old man who i
bas protected me throughout life, and 1
whom I loved as though ho was my own 1
father! I am guiltless of the deed, but ]
submit to my fate."
A silence foil upon all ; there wore, '
however, but few who believed the
couth's statement ; among the latter was '
Mr, Dewes and his family, who, through
ill, remained stanch friends.
Frank Mercer was to bo hung, to die
in ignominious death on tho gallows, i
md hundreds flocked to tho little town '
where tho execution was to take place,
to see him die. How were they disap- 1
poiuted to find that the night before he 1
bad escaped ' How, no one knew, but '
ho had left a note addressed to the gaoi- 1
2r, thanking him for the kindness shown 1
him while ho was in his charge, and his 1
regrets that his escapo might cause him 1
trouble, but saying he had had an op- 1
portunity of escaping, and took advau- 1
tage of it, for ho had no idqft of dying 1
m ignominious death for an act ho was i
not guilty of, merely to gratify the curi- i
osity of a gaping crowd. Freedom was f
afferod him, and he accepted it, and i
hoped he would yet be able to prove his 1
innocence. I
This was about the subject of tho let- 1
ter, and when it was published in the i
local paper, there were some who were i
iflod that the boy had escaped the gal- <
lows. 1
Mr. Mercer's property was, in his
will, all left to Frank, and it was found
to be considerable. Trustees assumed )
cliarge of it, and before long the quiet i
community had settled down to its usual i
routine, and tlip murder and escape <
were almost forgotten. i
Ten years passed away, and no word i
of the fugitive had been heard, aud peo- i
pie believed him dead. One exception ]
was Mary Dewes, now grown to woman- 1
liood. She had never believed him 1
ieul, aud through her life had treas- 1
nred Frank's image in her inmost heart, l
the mystery that hung around him but 1
vlding strength to her regard. Her sis- i
tors had married, her mother was dead, <
md together with her father, they lived <
at the old homestead. j
business ca'ling Mr. D westo Havana, ]
lie took Mary with him, and they set I
sail from Charleston in a tine ship run- i
uing South. They had been some days <
it sea, when in the dead of night the <
fearful cry of 'Fire!" aroused all (
from slumber. The ship was on fire, <
and in vain were efforts made to quench 1
tlio flames. The seamen in fright
rushed into the only available boat; and
it sank with them, and left them strng- |
Baling in the ocean, borne away by the |
wcuu una waves, wnun air. ucwes ana |
Mary, the captain of the ship and a few
others, were linddled away npon the <
*torn, awaiting the doom that must over
bake them.
"Sail ho!"
The joyous cry came from the captain, I
who had been straining his eyes over tlio
acenn, in hopes of soeing soran vessel 1
coming to save them. Swiftly flying to- 1
wards them camo a low, rakish, threemasted
schooner, which over and anon
scut up a light, to provo to those on 1
board the burning ship that succor was
near. Hark! the deep boom of a gun
is heard, and as the captain listens he
exclaims : " Miss Dewes, we are all 1
right now ; cheer up, for there comes a
vessel-of-war to our aid."
' Ship ahoy 1" came in ringing tones
from the schooner, as she came near the
burning ship, which was being driven
rapidly along by tlio wind.
' Ahoy!" answered the captain.
" Throw a long line from your ship,
and I will Rend you a boat," camo iu
the same clear tones.
Tlio lines wa thrown, tho boat attached,
and, after a little difficulty, the
peoplo from the ship were transferred to
the schooner ; and Mary was soon in tho
comfortable cabin, rejoicing over their
escape from a horrible death.
At breakfast the next morning, the
young captain of the war schooner descended
to join his guests at the table,
and, as ho ontered, Mary sprang towurds
him.
" Frank Mercer ! Oh ! it is yon?is
it not?"
Oue glance at tho beautiful girl, and,
though years had passed, Frauk Mercer,
ior it was no omer, recognizetl the playmate
whom ho had loved so well, and
wliora he had nevor coasod to think of.
Air. DfiWflH camo forward, and what a
joyful meeting was tliero I but seeing
a oloud, as if of bitter memories, eomo
over the young captain's faco, Mr.
Pewes said, quickly: "First, let me
relieve your mind of one thing, Mereor.
Your innocence in Virginia is thoroughly
established; for a negro runaway
hung the other day for killing a woman,
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confessed just before bis death that he
had murdered your uncle, and you
arriving wlion you did had prevented
him from getting tho gold, but made
him escape from tho house. lie know
your uncle kepta largo amount of mouoy,
and you beiug away, as lib thought, ho
took your knife and committed the fatal
deed."
Frank listened to Mr. Dewes almost
breathless, and then, bowing his face in
his hands, he wept liko a child.
"But come in," said Dewes, at
length ; "wo aro hungry and need
breakfast; and ato dying to know how
you became a captain in tho Mexican
navy. *'
" My story is easily told, my dear
friends; for, after escaping from prison
through your kindness, I went to Mexico,
entered tho navy, and, having rendered
some service, rose to my present command,
which has been tho means of
saving your lives."
Little more cm be added. Frank
resigned his commission and returned
liome, when he was lionized by the
whole community. ITo came in possession
of his estates, which were greatly
increasea in value; ana, six months
ifterwards, in the very town where he
ivas to have had the hangman's halter
placed around his neck for death, he had
the noose of matrimony thrown around
liitn for life, and the bride was Mary
Dewes. Thus his life had been both
lark and bright.
A Colorado Cold Mine.
A Tribune correspondent, writing
from Colorado, gives tho following
iicetcli of a mine in that section : I went
L,500 feet into a mine, following the
tunnel straight in. It wns cut through
the solid rock without a disclosure of
" pay " duriug the entire distance. It
was eight feet high and seven or eight
wide, and seemed almost large enough
for a railroad tunnel. A track was" laid
srithiu it for the doukey cars to haul out
tho ore to the mouth of tho drift. At
tho end of the tunuel the veins were
found. They diverged in different directions.
Even underneath the tunnel
i sewer or canal had been built to carry
lway the large streams of water fouud
in tho mines, and I saw what I had not
thought of before?thatthe oro had been
taken out scores and scores. of feet below
the level of tho tunnel, and that the
roof of one corridor, formed of timbers
rind covered with earth, made the (Inin
of the corridor or hall above. Here,
thousands of feet within the mountains,
where the sun never shone, were busy
workshops. Here a large engine was
fizzing and pulling; hero was a blacksmith's
forge; here was a shaft extending
above and below, hundreds of feet
out of sight; here was a hoisting machine,
with wire ropes and bells ringing
ss signals for raising or lowering the
immense iron ore-tubs; here were steam
pumps working away as though the
mines would be flooded if they stopped
:o take breath ; hero were immense
water pipes to carry the water into the
main canal; here was a stable filled
with mules waiting',for their details; hero
was an iron bin containing powder, fuse,
etc., for blasting, and here was a chest
containing drills, hammers, and other
tools?in all, tho most unexpected sight
possible to one who sees it for the first
time. A dull, dim, exasperating light
unrounds you, and if, in the uncertainty
of your vision, yon stumble against a
car, or a pickaxe, or step into a bucket
if water, you are laughed at by a dozen
owl-eyed miners, whose sight, by long
training, has overcome the darkness.
Tho superintendent asked mo if I
would like to go down into tho shaft a
few hundred feet. I asked how I was
do get uowii taat instance. 1011 can
get into that tub," said ho, " anil wo
will lower yon with a rope around a
drum "?
" You are very kind," I answered,
" but I think I will defer it."
" Or," said he, continuing, "you can
go down that ladder about eighteen feet,
when you will find a landing; tlion you
can take another ladder anil go on until
you reach the bottom."
As tlio ladder was almost perpendicular,
and only the top round could be
seen in the dim light, I again declined
the polite invitation. My present situation
in tlio clammy atmosphere, the
sound of escaping steam in my ears, the
creaking of rollers, the digging of picks,
the noise of dozens of drill-hammers,
the sound of water gurgling beneath my
feet, and I lost in the heart of the mountain?all
this served to fill mo with awo
and apprehension.
Largo Ears and Small Ears.
Largo ears, says a theorist, mounting
his hobby, hear things in general, and
denote broad, comprehensive views and
modes of thought; whilo small ears hear
things in particular, and show a disposition
to individualize, often accompanied
by the lovo of tlio minute. Largo ears
are usually satisfied with learning the
leading facts of a case, with the general
principle involved?too strict an attention
to tlio enumeration of details, especially
all repetition of the more unimportant?is
wearisome to them. Peoplo
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wim Hiirn i-iun nun gtuuiriuiiy, mm nro
upunlly tittcil to conduct largo enterprise,
to receive anil pay ont money in
largo sums; tliey j refer to give with a
freo hand, without reference to tho
amount. Hmnll cars, on tho contrary,
desire to know the particulars of a story,
as well as the main facts; take delight
often in examining, handling, or constructing
tiny specimens of workmanship;
are disposed to ho exact with respect
to inches and ounces in buying or
selling, to the extent at least of knowing
the exact number over or under tho
stite.l measure given or roceivcil. People
with such oars would, in most cases,
prefer a retail to a wholesale business.
No Fenr of Death in the Dying.
A striking fact in connection with the
dying is that they are not afraid of death.
You notico this even in executions. The
majority of men who are hanged are reported
todio "game." Death following
<lisease or injury is, with the rarest exceptions,
unaccompanied with fear. Disease
dulls the intelligence so that the
situation may not ho fully comprehended;
or thero may bo pain, and denfti is
looked upon as a relief. Nature, by a
kindly provision, seems to preparo for
the flight of the spirit ; as the hold upon
lifo grows weaker, so does the desire for
life grow less; and in scarcely a single
instance has not the dying man relinquished
life at" tlio last without seeming
reluctance or fear.
The several physical phenomena
which, accomnanvincr the act of dvincr.
vary considerably in tho earlier stages
with tho causes which produce death,
Micro is much similarity in tho latter
steps. Death offers then a physiognomy,
which, once witnessed, is not hard to
recognize again.
Among the more constant signs are tho
failing pulse, wliich gradually becomes
imperceptible, first at tho wrist and lastly
at the breast itself; the extremities grow
cold; the countenance changes as the
venous blood courses tho arteries; the
skin grows clammy and the vessels relax;
the eye glazes; the jaw droops; the
fluids accumulate in tho windpipe, causing
the " death rattle," so called, the
breath comes short and finally ceases.
As the red blood loaves the brain tho
judgment becomes obscured, and the
senses deficient. Speech is incoherent.
Many times "last words " are imagined
by affection to menu more than intended,
if there was any intention at all. '4 It
grows dark," or "more light," are common
sayings as thooptic nerve loses its
stimulus. Or Btrango sights may be
seen and sounds heard, as occur sometimes
in tho still twilight. Tho hallucinations
of the dying may bo often explained
upon natural causes.
The Poor Children.
Do not tease a sick child with much
dressing, but keep it as easy and comfortable
as possible in loosely fitting
garments that subject it to little or no
fatigue in their adjustment. Beware,
though, of altogether dispensing with
flannel, even in hottest weather, seeing
how variable is the American, climate.
and if a cliauge is required, let it be
made with all due caution. Gauze llannel
shirts protect the breast and other
vital parts without incommoding any
child, save one with a most exceptionally
sensitive skin. Death lias been seen to
ensue from no graver cause than the untimely
removal of a llauuel shirt.
The thoughtless parwnt who indulges
her child with a taste of every tidbit lias
often sad causo to rue tier imprudence.
Witness the case of a young mother who
helped her eighteen months' old baby to
a dinner of lamb and two of the tiniest
little new potatoes?woo things just suited
for pretty baby's palate ! That night
baby came near dying of cholera infantum,
and that mother has never forgotten
so severe a lesson in baby dietetics.
Nature's provision of mother's milk is of
course the best food and medicine for
infancy, bnt, from some cause, this supply
is often failing nowadays, or pronounced
by physicians not to agree with
the child. In that case such substitutes
must bo sought as the constitution of
the infant may require, as indicated by
the state of the bowels. Often the mere
change from brown to white sugar, from
raw to boiled or scalded milk, may have a
decidedly alterative effect, if the constitution
has not been already injured bj'
the use of narcotics. In tlioso alarming
and sudden attacks of cholera infantum,
which frighten even experienced nurses
if no doctor is at hand, the proper thing
to do is to apply a mustard plaster (not
too strong) to the stomach, and to give
mint-julep, a little at a time, prepared
with ice pounded up as lino as can bo,
no water, a dessert-spoonful of best
French brandy, and a little loaf-hugar.
How They Died.
Augustus clioso to dio in a standing
position, and was careful in arranging
his person and dross for tlio occasion,
Julius Caesar, when slaiu by the conspirators
in the capitol, concealod his
face beneath tho folds of his toga, so
that his enemies might not see tho death
pang upon his countenance. Siward,
Earl of Northumberland, when at the
point of death, quitted his bed and put
on his armor, saying: "It becomes not a
man to die like a beast." Maria Louise,
of Austria, a short time before she
breathed her last, had fallen into an
apparent slight slumber, and one of the
ladies in attendance remarked that her
majesty seemed to be asleep. " No,"
replied she, " I could sleep if I would
indulge repose, but I am sensible of the
near approach of death, and I would not
allow myself to be surprised by him in
my sloop; I wish to moot him wide
nwako." Lord Nelson, on receiving tho
fatal shot, said to Captain Hardy: "They
hitvo done for mo at last, Hardy; my
bnckhono is shot through ;" and had the
prosenco of mind, while carried below,
to take out his liaudkerchief and cover
his face and stars, to bo concealed from
the gaze of his crew. And last of all,
tho great Bonaparte died in his field
marshal's uniform and boots, which ho
lmd ordered to be put on a slmrt timo
previous to his dissolution.
The Delawaro peach growers' association,
in making an estimato of tho crop
for 1875, are of tho opinion that not less
than (5,000,000 of baskets will be gathered,
4,000,009 of which, it is probable,
will bo transported by rail and 2,000,000
by water,
Burning Bodies in Ireland.
Some very interesting antiquarian discoveries
have recently been made in the
sand hills of Finner, a wild district extending
along the coast between Ballyshannon
and Biimloran, Ireland. It appears
that the owner of the land, Colonel
Falliott, of Holybrook, near Boyle, has
given directions for the erection of a
wall on that portion of his estate, and
that the workmen employed, in helping
themselvos very freely to what appeared
to thom to be an ordinary heap of field
stones, came upon some very large blocks
of sandstone placed in the center of the
pile. One of these they sledged to
pieces, and thus opened one side of
what appeared to bo a megalithic
chamber, containing a largo quantity of
human bones, among which were several
skulls in fine preservation. It is much
to bo rocrottod that lioforo nnv intolli
gent person had been inailo aware of the
"find" the place was invaded by a
number of treasure seeking roughs from
BaUyshannon, who, besides doing much
damage to the cist, broke the crania to
pieces, anil scattered the other remains.
That the bodies liad been subjected to
the action of fire, was evinced by the
scorched appearance of many of the
bones, and by the presence in the clay,
and among the small and larger stones
by which they were surrounded, of
pieces of charcoal in perfect preservation.
Close by is a fine example of a socalled
"geont's grave," a stone circle
and portion of another, and a little distance
from the chambered earn the
workmen had sometime previously
broken into a cromiese, which was found
to inclose human ashes, burned bones,
charcoal and a fine cinerary urn, some
fragments of which only have been preserved.
Wo understand that Mr. Wakeman,
honorary secretary to the Archaeological
Society of Ireland, has visited
this site of what appears to bo a great
pagan cemetery, and that an account of
the discovery, accompanied by measured
drawings of the various monuments,
will appear in the journal of that
association. Wo are sure, in the meantime,
Colonel I'alliott will take steps to
prevent any farther intrusion of ignorance
or acts of vandalism. The place is
well worthy of a scientific examination,
especially now, when tho pros and cons
relative to the practice of cremation
among Christian communities have become
somewhat ventilated in certain
circles.
A Vanquished Eagle.
The Baltimore American gives an inbraufl'nff
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an eagle to carry olT a cat, which occurred
at a farm on the bay shore of
Kent county, Maryland. A young medium-sized
cat was treading leisurely
along in a potato patch, when a large,
full-grown eagle swooped down, and,
catching her iu its talons, bore her up.
Pussy wriggled and mewed piteously for
some momonts, but suddenly seeming
imbued with courage, she began a determined
effort to obtain a hold on her oppressor.
So great were her struggles
that the eagle was unable to fly longer,
and kept up a continuous flapping with
its wings to keep aloft. After much exertion,
the cat succeeded in liev object,
and obtained a firm grasp with her claws
011 the breast of the eagle, which made
every possible endeavor to free itself in
vain. It flapped its wings, shook its
body, and appeared to heartily regret
having meddled with pussy in her peaceful
ways. Finally, as if in despair and
exhaustion, it spread its broad wings
and fell slowly to the bay, over which
the struggle had been going on. Immediately
upon touching the water, tho
cat loosed her hold and swam boldly
ashore, while tho eagle, upon being freed
of its troublesomo burden, shot upward
and sped rapidly away.
A Parisian Story,
A Paris paper narrates a story of which
a Parisian recently returned from tho
cape was the hero. One day, having
strayed away with two companions for a
long distauco from the town, he, with
his friends, came upon a cabin, which,
being very hungry, they entered. In it
wan an old negress, who was making and
cooking a sort of omolette. They
made her understand bv sitms that thev
wero very hungry, anil particularly
wanted that omelette, and would
pay a good price for it. Sho, by signs,
assented readily. Then, pointing to a
string of mushrooms hanging by, they
intimated that these would make a
savory addition to the meal. The woman,
with a scream of horror, abandoned her
cooking and took refuge in a corner.
They, without moro ado, added the
I mushrooms for themselves, nnd found
the wholo delicious. As they fiuished, a
cry of despair was heard at the door.
The negro husband had returned to see
the last of the ears of his deoeased
enomies vanish down a Parisian throat.
The three friends were ill for fifteen
days, nnd cannot hoar a mushroom
mentioned without turning pale.
Can Have Tlicm.
Does any ono dosiro to have swarms
of mosquitoes about his house in the
oourso of a fow weeks? Well, nothing
is easier than to cultivate them?a little
pooi oi stagnant. water on 1110 promises |
is nil that is necessary. If you haven't a
pool near by, ft hogshead* barrel or tnb
lilloil with min-wator and allowed to
stand in the yard a fow weeks will answer
the purpose. About four weeks uro required
to make n first-class mosquito,
that is, to develop it from the egg into a
buzzer ami biter. An examination of
the surface of stagnant water with keen
eyes, or, better still, with a microscope,
will reveal the source of those destroyers
i of our summer poaoe,
Identity.
Somewhere?in desolate, wind-swept space?
In twilight land, in no-man's land?
Two hurrying shapes met face to faoe,
And bade each other stand.
"And who are yon?" cried one, agape,
Shnddering in the gloaming light.
"I do not know," said the seoond shape,
" I only died last night!"
-T.B. Aldrieh.
Detroit Free Pressings.
Tho German soldiers are going ont on
n target shoot this fall. There will be
only be 1,200,000 of thorn.
A tornado which crossed Missouri was
described as " tho wailing, writhing,
wriggling, whistling wind. ?
Some papers are mean enough to say
that the lieutenant-governor of Michigan
would never have been heard of had he
not been caned for trying to kiss a
woman.
A New Orleans man will sit on a log
in the broiling snn and fish all day ana
feel rewarded with one bite, and yet if
his wife wants a pail of water brought
he will exclaim : "Oh,yes?keep right
on?fix me for burial !"
If your son, or father, or brother went
to California last winter to escape the
rigors of this olimate, and didn't take a
thousand dollars along, you should direct
your letters in care of some poorhouse
if you want them to go direct.
Couldn't Whitewash It.?It was
only a line or two in the daily paper?a
few words to the effect that the Central
station hod been newly whitewashed.
Goodheart, of^Jixth street, came home,
after a night's absence, with whitewash
on his bock, and as he met his wife he
said: "Bang myluokt Got carried
off on a Lake Shore train." She picked
up tho paper, placed her thumb oil the
word whitewash, and there were icicles
iu her voice as she replied: " Don't let
that happen again, William Goodheart^Just
as Well.?An old farmer, mailing
a letter at the post-office, edged up
to the stamp window and inquired: " I
suppose yon don't keep sheep-shears
hero, do you?" "Of course not," was
the reply. " Never did keep 'em, did
you." "No, sir, and never shall."
"Well, sheep-shears sell pretty well at
this time of the year, but if you haven't
got 'em I must go somewhere else. It's
just as well, probably, for I may conclude
to get me seme summer socks and
let the shearing go until next year."
Thoughts for Saturday Night.
It is but one step from companionship
to slavery, when one associates with
vice.
Active natures are rarely melancholy.
Activity and melancholy are incompatible.
In life it is difficult to say who do you
tlio most mischief?enemies with the
worst intentions, or friends with the
best.
Toil, foel, think, hope. A man is
sure to dream enough before he dies,
without making arrangements for the
purpose.
Whatever rouses the moral nature,
whether it be danger or suffering, or the
approach of death, banish unbelief in a
moment.
The height of earthly promotion and
glory lifts ns np no wlnt nearer heaven.
It is easier to step there from the lowly
vale of humiliation and sorrow.
" Mary," said a preacher, addressing
a colored convert, " is not the love of
God wonderful ?" She replied : " I do
not think it is so wonderful, because it
is just like him."
Grace is glory militant and glory is
grace triumphant; grace is glory begun,
glory is grace made perfect; grace is the
llrst degree of glory, glory is the highest
degree of grace.
Generosity daring life is a very different
thing from generosity in the hour
of death; the one prooeeds from liberality
and benevolence, the other from
pride or fca*.
True science, which is the knowledge
of facts, and true philosophy, which is
the knowledge of principles, are always
allied to true religion, which is the
harmony of the soul with facts and principles.
No man's life is free from struggles
aud mortifications, not even the happiest;
but every one may build up his
own happiness by seeking mental pleasure,
aud thus make himself independent
of outward fortune.
Human reason, after guessing and
roaming from sect to sect, yearns for a
Lord and Master, not to crush it down
but to take it up, weak, bewildered and
weary, and fold it in that divine reason
whence alone it borrows vigor and illumination.
It is a good and safe rule to sojourn
in every plnoe as if you meant to spend
your life there, never omitting an opportunity
of doing a kindness, or speaking
a trne word, or mokiug a friend.
Seeds thus sown by the wayside often 3
bring forth abundant harvest.
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As an instance of what one check ae
compnsnea, ana now in* meandenngs
terminated, it is stated that one was
drawn by a prominent gentlemen of New
Haven about two weeks ago for about
S5800, and was passed by the indoraer to
a lumber firm in another part of the city.
From thenoo it went to seven other concerns,
and found its way to the original
drawer of it. The lost indorser happened
to bo one who was in arrears to the arawer,
and seeing his name to the cheek and the
rounds the check had gone and the good
it had done, concluded ho would "do
something" handsome to the drawer,
and paid it over. That check liquidated
acve.al thousand dellais' worth of accounts.
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