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THE TRIBUNE.
VOL. II.--NO. 24. BEAUFORT, S. C., MAY 3. 1876. $1.50 PER ANNUM.
Onlj God is Groat.
A oertain pacha, dead five thousand years,
Onoe from his harem fled in sadden tears,
And hai this eentenco on the city's gate
Deeply engraved : "Only God is great!"
80 theso fonr words, above the city's noise,
Hang like the accents of an angel's voioe,
And evermore from the high barbican
Saluted oaoh returning caravan.
Lost is that oity's glory. Every gust
Lifts with crisp leaves the unknown pacha's
dust,
And all is ruin, save one wrinkled gate,
Whereon is written : " Only* God is great!"
THE RECOVERED TREASURE.
" Must you go out again, dearest ?"
Heleu Tracy's wistful blue eyes were
lifted to her husband's face as he came
into the sitting-room with his overcoat
on. He was a tall, stately looking man,
with a high forehead and clear brown
eves, atnl the nlonnnn^ot r\t " 1 ~
? , W.V..UWUVUOK V/4 DUilHUg
mouths; but Helen's face had a somewhat
in its blonde, oval beauty that reminded
you of the hunted fawn or the
wild bird strickon down by the sportsman's
shot. She was fair as a lily, with
hair of bright, rippled gold and large,
violet dark eyes?such a one as you
might fancy Saxon R iwena to have been,
in short.
" Yes, but I shall soon bo home, Nell,
so don't worry yourself about me.
Harry is asleep, I see."
As he spoke he glanoed towards n
velvet-cushioned sofa, where a beautiful
child of scarcely three summers lay
nestling in the flushed, lovely sleep of
infancy, with his dark curls thrown
back from the dimpled cheeks and one
hand underneath the head.
" Yes ; he has been in the garden all
the afternoon, and tell asleep almost the
minute his nurse brought him in."
Dr. Tracy stood a moment looking
down upon the child.
" How pretty he grows. Ah, Nelly,
we havo the most precious treasure
Heaven ever gave to his children in this
boy."
Mrs. Tracy's lips quivered?the dewy
shadow crept into her eyes.
-- ua, nenry, 11 i only had my little
Bertha, too 1"
" Still brooding on your lost one,
Helen ? My dearest, I hod hoped that
time was healing np that wound in your
breast. Is it wise, is it discreet, thus to
forget the bounties Heaven has given
you in the one gift Ho has withdrawn f"
" If I could only be certain that she
was indeed lost, Henry," sobbed tho
fair haired woman. " If I ooald have
planted daisies above her grave, and
counted her growing years in heaven?
but I cannot. She may be in want?she
may be ill or suffering, and I so powerless
to aid her."
" There can be no doubt that she is
dead, Helen," soothed the husband.
" Were it otherwise, your brother-in-law
would long sinoe have communicated
with you."
"HI could only believe it- -if I could
only ease this aching at my heart," reiterated
Helen. " Do not think me ungrateful,
Henry, but indeed I cannot
forget my little lost Bertha."
At this moment Harry sat up on the
sofa, loudly claiming his mother's attention;
and Dr. Tracy went away with the
pleasant recollection that Helen was
smiling back to her boy's smiles. Ah I
where was there ever magnetism like the
to noh of a child's hand to soothe the
ache of heart or head ?
The flaming crimson belt of the late
sunset glowed snddenly above the leafless
October woods; the tall trees that
skirted the lonely ropd on either side
seemed to stand like gaunt sentinels.
Dr. Tracy buttoned his overcoat one or
two buttons higher as he drove along
the solitary highway, and felt the raw,
piercing chill of the evening air; and all
the time he was thinking of Helen's
words.
She was a widow when he married
her, this fair Saxon beauty?a widow
whom the death of her handsome foreign
swindler of a husband had set free
from a bondage almost worse than slavery.
Francesco Petroni died; but Paolo
Petroni, his brother, lived, a dark, designing
man. Bertha, their infant child,
had been consigned, by Franoesoo's desire,
to his brother'.* care, during the
illnABfl fV*af 1 ~ "
>1U>. piuvcu iituu w aim. Ail
the widow's sabscqaen efforts to regain
possession of her little one were
futile.
"My dear sister-in-law," said the
Italian to her one day, when her appeals
and entreaties had been most persistent,
" there is one way, and bnt one way, for
yon to receive back Bertha."
"And that is"?
"To receive me also?as your husband
I"
Paolo Petroni never forgot nor forGve
the reooiling movement, the
>k of hotror with whioh the English
widow received his unweloome proposal.
"Ton will compel him to give my lit
tie one to me, Henry," the poor young
mother had said, on the day that made
bar for the second time a wife. Bat
when Henry Tracy, armed with all the
foroe of the law, went to Milan to demand
possession! of his little step-daaghter,
io I Paolo Petroni had utterly msappeareJ,
and Bertha srith him.
search, inquiry, investigation, proved
equally vain; and from that day to this
?a period of full six years?neither Dr.
Traqy nor his wife had over beard one
word of the little Italian infant whose
smile had Been the first gleam of light
that had fallen across the troubled nde
of poor Helen Petroni's foreign life.
It was one of those strange, inexplicable
romances of real life that we
sometimes encounter amid the mos
prosaic and commonplace surround
iugs, and supplied Dr. Tracy with am
plo materials for thought as he drov<
through the wild and desolate part o
the country.
"Not a particularly pleasant spo
this at twilight," soliloquized the doc
tor, leaning forward to catch a glimpsi
of a single ray of yellow light tha
streamed from the window of a oottagi
a fow rods further on. " They've light
ed their candles, I see, and it's higl
time they did, too."
He sprung from his phaeton and en
t red tne cottage without knocking.
It presented no very inviting scene
A ruinous floor, treaoherous and uncer
tain to tho unwary footstep; walls when
masses of plaster had fallen away, Jeav
ing the rough laths exposed; and a fire
place where a few damp logs sputterei
and smoked, and did everything bu
blaze up cheerfully. A hard featnret
old crone, who was dozing on a stoo
by the hearth, started up, and begun U
curtsey as the doctor entered.
"Well, Mrs. Hopper, and how is th<
patient?"
" Quiet, sir?quite quiet."
"And the child t"
" As peaceful as a lamb, bless its littl
heart 1" *
Dr. Tracy took up the candle ant
strode across the room to a low bedsteat
iu the most distant oorner^ where i
human figure was dimly outlined be
neath a torn and tattered counterpane
Close beside it, with a shower of fleecy
flaxen ringlets mingled with the black
disheveled locks of the prostrat
woman, nestled a child who looked u]
into the doctor's eyes as he approachet
with innocent, wondering looks.
"I give her the drops at four o'clock,'
whined the old womau, " and she hain'
made uo fuss since. 1 wouldn't disturl
her, 'cause there's nothin' so refreshin
fc r sick folks as sleep."
"Sleep 1" echoed Dr. Tracy, bendin(
to < xainine the averted face ; " my goo-,
soul, she's dead 1"
"Dead 1" shrieked the woman, rush
ing across the floor?" dead ! Com*
away, child, quick."
The little creature slid to the groun<
with a composure stiangely at variano
with her age, and stood alternately eye
ing her two companions.
" I hope, doctor, you'll see I don'
lose nothin' by the expense I've been to,1
whined Mrs. Hopper. " I'm a lorn
widder woman, and "?
" And the biggest harpy in the conn
tryl" added Dr. Tracy; "I knew thai
when I had this poor creature brought
here when I found her dying by tin
roadside the night before la&t, but ]
couldn't very well help myself. Don'l
bo alarmed, Mrs. Hopper, yon shall not
bo a sufferer! But about this littli
girl; I really don't know what to do."
He hesitated an instant, mechanically
smoothing the fleecy yellow curls of th
little girl.
"I suppose," he said, nodding towan
the b d, " she left no money nor vain
ables of any kind ?"
" Not a bit of it, sir, for "?
But the child stepped forward, i
fragile bit of a thing, but erect and reso
Into.
"What did you do with that little baj
you took off Nurse Nina's neck ?" sh<
asked.
"Bag?" stammered the oonfonnde<
woman.
" Yes ; you took it off her neck las
night when you thought I was asleep !'
" The child is dreaming," said Mrs
Hopper, turning red and white.
" But I do not think she is," said th<
doctor, quietly but firmly, " Givo hei
the bag, Mrs. Hopper."
" I never seen no bag as sure as I liv<
and breathe!" asserted the woman
but Dr. Tracy's quick eye followed th<
direction of her wandering glance. Ht
stepped across the room and removed
the cushion of the stool ; beneath it laj
a small red leather bag drawn up by e
tarnished gilt oord.
" That is my bag," said the child,
holding out her small hand.
"Yes; but had I not better keep i1
for yon ? ?And, little one, perhaps 1
shall tako you home with me to-night.
It is not well tbat you should stay is
iu- 1 >
tuo iiuuHo wiui ueaw.
"I am not afraid of death," said the
child, gravoly. "I saw my unole
Paolo die."
" Who?" demanded Dr. Tracy, turning
puddt nly around.
" My uncle Paolo."
" And what is your name t" .
" Bertha PetronL"
Dr. Tracy's heart seemed to stand
still.
"Come here, my child," he said, in t
tremulous roioe. "Who was this wo mar
that lies dead here f"
" My nurse, Nina."
" And how did she oome here ?"
A puzzled expression came over the
grave little face.
"I don't know, sir; she came to loo)
for some one?I don't know who."
" How old are you, Bertha ?"
" I am eight years old."
Dr. Tracy opened the little leather
bag; it' contained a yellow letter, won
through all the edges, and signec
" Helen Petroqi," a slender chain of golc
and a tiny ring set with turquoises. H<
dosed it again* feeling like one who hai
unexpectedly enoonntered some rare,
I shall take yoc
home with me," he said, rising.
She put her hand in his with a simple
trust that brought the involuntary teari
to his eyes, and they drove away, leav
ing Mrs. Hopper muttering sod groan
ing on the threshold.
?? flWM " K> m*iA Vv~.kl it. i
about half way home, "you are iu> or
phaa V* : c
. ' '<
'ft.
t.
t " Yea," aaid little Bertha, simply.
" Do yon remember nothing of yo
- mamma ?"
a " Mamma," repeated the child, vagn
f ly. " My mamma?no; I never had
mamma I"
t " Wouldn't you like to have one!"
"I?don't?know," hesitated Berth
a "I don't know how it would seem
t have one."
a It was intensely dark when they dro
r up to the doctor's house, but the ligh
i shone like cheerful beacons, and Heh
was in the hall to greet him.
" My love," he said, standing on tl
threshold, " I have brought you a litt
i. daughter to love and cherish?some 01
. to fill the lost Bertha's place."
a As he led the fair haired child forwai
Helen gazed wildly at her for a momei
. and then bnrst into a wild, glad cry.
J "Bertha 1 my own little Bertha!"
t The mother's instinot had triumph)
j over all these long, long years of separ
1 tion; and in the tender embrace that e
j folded her tiny form, poor little Bert!
Petroni first learned " how it won
a seem " to have a mother.
Centennial Notes.
0 Among the structures in the ma:
building that of Netherlands takes tl
3 palm. It is built of wood, and is note<
* like the pavilions of Sweden and No
1 way, for the superior excellence of i
'* wnrkmRnnliin A rAmD.Uliln
this section iB a structure divided ini
? five parts by framework, radiating fro
? a common center and marking the on
9 line of a regular pentagon. Above tl
? center rises a dome, and upon the fram<
1 are inscribed the names of all tho prii
ciple public works of tho country, mo<
els and paintings of which will be e:
1 hibited. A means Las been cunning'
9 devised by the architect for the curiot
1 Holland officials to view unperoeive
what is going on in all parts of the mai
? building. Apertures in the sides of tl
1 office have been filled with magnifyir
glasses, thus affording a view al a opei
* glass of the United States and Soul
9 America, and on the other side of tl
Atlantic, of Spain, Egypt, Great Britai
1 and dozens of other countries,
e Among the Chinese exhibits lacquerc
i- ware and rich carvings will be prom
nent, and the pagodas bounding tl
t main portal of tho structure inclosir
" the entire Chinese space will form vei
3 attractive features.
The Brazilian nnmrniiuinnoM h?*i
- erected a structure of the Moresqr
t a yle, to iuclose their section in tl
t main building. It will poescss singuli
i attraction in being beautified with mot
[ of the color 8 characteristic of tb
t plumage of the birds peculiar to Brazi
b . Arrangements are completed to ho]
a the Centennial billiard tournament i
horticultural hall from May 15 to M*
j 27. The contest is to bo opon to all pr
e fessionals of acknowledged skill at
standing. Tho game will be the thre
j ball carom, 300 points up, with two an
. three-eighth inch balls on 5x10 standar
American tables. The Gollender inte
national challenge cup rules is to govei
a the playing. Each player is to conte
with every other player. The subscri]
tion purse of 85,000 will be apportion*
z as follows: First prize, 32,000; secor
| prize, 81,200; third prize, 8800; fourl
prize, 8500; fifth prize, 8300; sixth priz
j 8200.
Only seven foreign government buili
t ings are erected, or to be erected withi
" the inclosure of the Centennial exhib
tion. These are the British, Germai
Spanish, Brazilian, Japanese, Swedit
, and Austrian governments, the lath
r represented by a bakery, which is su]
Eosed to be a private venture. Fran<
as not yet signified her intention I
! aid in beautifying the grounds by ai
j characteristic pavilion. The goveri
, ment of Morocco, it is said, will also pi
[ up a pavilion; and this, with the Br
, zilian pavilion, which is to be in tl
k Moresque style, and the Japanese hous
will give the grounds an air of Strang
n ess and picturesqueness. The thr<
English buildings promise to bo tl
. most interesting of these.
Perseverance.
i
One hundred and seventy years ago
i son was born to a Massachusetts tallo
, chandler's wife. He grew up an aw!
ward lad, clothed in the regal Hnst
woolsey of his mother's loom, whoi
hands were redolent with the perfnn
of soap and candles?a plodding soi
that toiled by day and studied by nigh
Stealing from the hours allotted to r
| pose, he labored on. Companioi
shunned him because he was so dul
i the woman of his choice ridiculed hi
i because he was so awkward. Yet 1
labored on ; yet he was perseveranc
He was Benjamin Franklin. He was
dipper of candles, a sticker of type,
5 maker of almanacs, an interpreter f<
"Poor Richard." He never ohangt
i his employment. In youth he mat
light for Boston's lampless lanterns ; i
manhood he enlightened the work
j The poor printer boy of to-day, tl
r j honored of kings to-morrow ; the " Pr.t
t x>enny " of bis mother to day, the in
I mortal Fraflklin forever. Crowns bai
I pressed the brows and laurels wreathe
> the temples of far meaner men. E
i charged bayonets against the lightning
t of heaven and they fell harmless an
quivering at his feet; he wreathed ga
i lands of their fiery wings and bono
them ronnd his brow. And yet he wi
i no genius. Plain, common sense, fixe*
i nees of purpose, an unwearied indostr
. an indomitable perseverance, a nob
. motive?these alone were his.
Two hundred and thirty thonsar
> cubic feet of the best pine are used j
making the 20,000,000 matches whic
the United States annually produce.
AN OLD TIME ELOPEMENT.
or
0. Brnlnmln Writ, (be Painter, and III
8 llenlamln Franklin Helped him ton WIf*
Writi g of tho early days of Phi
delpliia, Robecca Harding Davis giv
a., us an interesting account of an eloj
to mont that in its day created eometkii
of a sensation :
vo Mad Anthony Wayne, then a han
its some, gallant, showily dressed youi
3D fellow, was often seen on the stret
with the mild mannered, apple cheek
lie Qnaker lad, Benjamin West, afterwar
le the noted painter. Ho brought as many
ae his fashionable friends as ho could p<
suade to sit for their portraits to t
rd hungry young artist, and it is hint
it, not only made a military man of hii
but introduced him to charming Mi
Betty Shewell, with whom West, in 1
*d orderly proper way, fell in love. Mi
a* She well's brother, however, being
a" man with an income, had no mind th
his pretty sister should marry a m;
Id who had none, and whose occupatii
was held to be not half so genteel as th
of a tailor. He therefore locaed Mi
Betty up in her room, jrst about tl
time mat one of the Aliens, who w
in sending a ship laden with grain to tl
10 starving Italians, offered Benjamin
passage on her to Leghorn. But lo
r. laughed at locksmiths then as now. Tl
ts Quaker Romeo and his Juliet 'saw e&
of other, though one was iu the gard<
to and the other in the window, and vowi
ai eternal faith. West promised to w
t- famo aud money, and his sweethea
ie promised to come to him to the ends
as the earth as soon as he should send h
i- word he had enough of the latter nece
1- sary to keep them from starvation. Tl
r- remaiuder of the story Bishop Whi
ly told to Dr. Swift, of Easton, Pennsj
is vnnia. West, as we all know, succeed!
id rapidly in winning both the fame ai
in money, and as soon as he was establish!
ie first favorite at Hampton Oourt, sent
ig Miss Shewell to claim her part of tl
ra promise. Her brother was still inexoi
h ble, and did not consider a painte
ie though he wero George's own, a I
in match for the daughter of a blue-blood!
Philadelphia family. He locked Mi
>d Betty up agaia in her chamber. Tl
i- story went out through the town. Pop
ie lar sympathy was with the lovers; St
ig phen Shewall was denounced as a t
ry rant; and many glances of pity and e
ccuragement were cast at the high Ig
re ticed window behind which was the fa
ie captive maiden. The ship was in tl
ie harbor, ready to sail, in which West lit
ir arranged that his bride should come
at him. under the escort of hin ffttlmr Tl
le day arrived for her departure. At th
J. crisis Dr. Franklin appeared as the go<
Id angel, and proved himself qnite as coi
in petent to direct a love affair as the ligli
iv ning or the draught in a stove. Wi
0- Bishop White, then a lad of eightee
id and Francis Hopkinson, he went to t]
e- ship's captain, and arrauged with him
id delay starting until night, but to 1
d ready to weigh anchor at a moment
r- warning. Old Mr. West was then tak(
-n on board, and at midnight Frankli
st young White and Hopkinson repaired
p- Stephen Showell's house, fastened a ro]
?d ladder to Miss Betty's window, held
id while she descended, and oonduoted h
;h safely to the ship, whioh set sail as so<
e, as she was on board. The lovers we
married when she landed, and lived loi
1- and happily together. But Stephen Sh
in well never forgave his sister, nor did si
ii- or her husband ever return to tl
a, United States.
ih
Br
p. Requisites for a Newspaper Man.
^ Curtis Guild, in a lecture before tl
Boston newspaper men, said : Wha
then, some one may inquire, are tl
requisites for the newspaper businesi
a_ An answor to this suggests itself to n
ie minu in a reply in somewhat powerf
0 term0, I will admit, that I made to
0' pale, hollow chested young man
^ twenty-two or three who once waib
ie upon me with an inquiry of a simil
nature. He had a few thousand dollai
and had just graduated from colleg
and wanted to join with somebody
" start a paper !" Start a paper ! Th
is thought by almost every one outsit
n the business one of the easiest ai
pleasantest things in the world to doand
so it is if you have plenty of mom
to start with ; but it is not the startup
but the keeping of it going at a profl
that calls for brains. I recall now tl
"J reply, probably prompted by a day's s
' * vere and exhausting work, when, aft
listening as patiently as possible to tl
young man's crude notions respecting
* business in whioh he had no experieno
m he begged I would tell him in as fe
10 worJs as possible the qualiflcatioi
e* necessary to prosecute the busine:
a successfully. He was somewhat startU
by the assertion that they were as fc
-- jows :
;a
]e A brain m <1 x'tble and elastic as steel,
A memory as tenaciona as iron,
, A temper even as that of a saint,
A digestion equal to that of an oatrieb,
ie And the endurance of adamant.
>r
*e Came Within One of It.
d O.1 a ocrtain occasion, before the po
t? Saxe had immigrated from Vermont,
XR gentleman wan quoting tho opinion i
d the governor of that State on son
r* political question as if it were ooncl
^ sive.
"Pshaw, who cares for the governor
1 said the tall poet. " A governor is i
v> great affair?I onoe oame within one <
le being a governor myself."
" What I" exclaimed the other, wl
knew that Saxe was defeated by an ir
id mense majority, " What do yon mean 1
In one ?"
th * " The oandidate of the other party
was the answer.
*
Borrowing Extraordinary.
When Mr. Bouuderby, of Qermi
>w town, met our reporter one morni
ho had a grievance, and he soon bej
to unburden his soul to the listener. .
"* said :
es "I'm going to move. I can't eta
>0* those Thompson's next door to me o
Q8 longer. They're the awfullest people
borrow things that I evor saw.
l<*" " Take chairs, for instance. She ai
Q8 us to lend her our chain three time
day, at every meal; ancEsheborrows 1
68 rocking-chair whenever the grants to j
88 the baby to sleep. A OOUple of tin
?* she sent over for a sofa, aMu when t
j*" boy came back with it ho fluid M
8? Thompson was as mad as thunder, a
68 kept growling around the house all <3
P> because there wero no castors on
188 Last Monday she borrowed our vu
boiler, and wo had to put off our wai
188 ing till Tuesday. She did aomo p
8 serving in it, and the consequeuee v
^ all our clothos woro full of preeerv
ftn I've got on an un 'ersliirt now that I
88 mighty doubtful if I'll get off, it'estn
;8* to me so tight. Every now and tb
she has company, and then she bono
8e our hired girl and all the parlor fur
88 ture; and once, because I wouldn't oai
86 the piano over for her and take do1
8 the chandelier, she told our girl tl
*e there were rumors about town thai
86 was a roformed pirate.
And then, on Thursday,
0n Thompson sent that boy over to knos
08 Mrs. Bounderby wouldn't lend here
111 front door. She said theirs was bei
,rJ painted, and sho was afraid that t
?t baby would catch cold. When I aak
er I him what ho supposed we wero going
,8" | do to keep comfortable without a
front door, he said Mrs. Thompsan si
she reckoned we might tack up a bi
^ quilt or something.
?? But they are the most extraordina
1(1 people ! Last fourth "of July was i
Yes?last fourth of July the boy cai
'? over and told Mrs. Bounderby that M
Thompson would bo much obliged
a' she'd lend her the twins for a f
ir? minutes. Said Mrs. Thompson want
'em to suck off a new bottle top becar
it made her baby sick to taste fresh ]
8S dia rubber. Cheeky, wasn't it? E
1(5 that's her way. Yes, sir; I'm going
a" move. I'd rather live next door t<
e~ lunatic asylum aud have the man it
7~ pouring red hot shot over the fence eve
n" hour of the day. I would indeec
k$* And Mr. Bounderby walked away
ir look for a house.
10
[o On " Going a Courting."
10 Falling in love is an old fashion a:
one that will yet endure. Cobbett,
good, sound Englishman, says tl
n" "between fifteen and twenty-two
1 ^ people will fall m love. Shakespec
tb pushes out this season to the age
D> forty-five. Old Burton, writing on lo
lje melancholy, gives us a'still further exte
10 sion of the case in saying " there be c
fools as well as young fools." Weft
t'fi iu history that the quaintest, quietest
rneD, the most outwardly saintly, cc
n> beings have had their moments of j
to tense love madness. Luckily love is
P? lawful as eating when properly indulg
it in. We may all of us make up o
er minds not to oppose it, but to control
}n Therefore lot us fall in love, "wist
re and well." A man who could teach
*8 nation how to do so would deserve
?- statue of gold.
h? So much happiness depends up
courtship that it is really a serious mi
tcr. Small attentions, a thousand litl
niceties precede the passion. Cobbe'
with his plain English sense, gives
list of eight qualities in a wife which
ae man should look out for : First, chi
t tity; second, sobriety; third, industi
fourth, frugality ; fifth, cleanlines
J ? sixth, knowledge of domestic aCTau
ly seventh, good temper; eighth, beaut
During oonrtship there should be ]
a roughness, no rude assertion of pre
erty. "It should consist," said Stern
i(1 "in a number of quiet attentions, n
(<(r so pointed as to alarm nor so vague
,8 to be misunderstood." Love, desii
' faith, esteem and all the anticipations
^ hope should be on our side, so that
after the sweet pactime of courtship tl
j0 day should be stormy and the gusts
. misfortune arise a sweet remembran
_ will cheer us through all.
8. ** Criminal Intent."
it, . .
ie A man abont flfty-fivo years old, ha
e. ing red hair and whiskers, took a likii
Br to a woman in Detroit, says the FV
10 Press, and, after an hour's conversatio
n made her an offer of marriage, explai
e ing that he was a widower, and wor
^ four or five thousand dollars. Thinkii
3g 1 to have somo fun at his expense, t
HH woman replied that she would talk
hJ him if he would go and have his hi
,1. and whiskers dyed. He joyfully troth
away, and a barber made the change,
was a sick change, and when the o
man returned to the market, the worm
j up there laughod till the tears fell.
"Are yon making fun of me?" se:
| ously inquired the widower.
"Oh! what a man?oh! ^here's t
fool-killer?" shouted the female whoh
promised to bo his own true love,
pt! When he discovered that she h;
a been trifling with his feelings he we
of down to the central station and told 1
10 story.
a- ".Look at this job I" he shonte
pointing to his hair and whiskei
" Where's my twelve shillings gone ?"
io The oaptain replied that he had bett
of go away and not make a fuss, bnt t
old man was aroused, and he footed
10 to the police oourt, and was last se
> - sitting on the edge of a orippled car
iy seat chair and demanding of the clerh
" I will have a warrant 1 It's orimii
intent, I tell yon, and somebody's got
| suffer I"
Items or Interest.
an- Thirty-four governments will bo reping
resented at Philadelphia.
>ftn Happy thought of the Springfield Republican:
A bicentennial State will be
wanted in 1976. Save New Mexico for
that!
^ Don't swap with your relations (advisos
Josh Billings) unless you can afford
to give them tho big end of the
1 ? trade.
s a
ho The Scotch herring fisheries earn
jut $7,000,000 yearly, and the English
1PR fisheries do not fall much below that
iho figure.
rs. It severely tries the gallantry of a
nd Frenchman to have a Chicago woman
lay borrow his pocket handkerchief to wipe
it. her poodle's nose with,
sh- Two young men were digging a gravo
Bh- near Ohnt.fftnnnrra Tonn nml
re~ they were at work in the opening a tree
n*8 blow down and killed thom.
San Francisco has adjourned her
ick R0^loo'a lor T*aut of money. 'I ho childr.*n
now go around throwing stouos at
1 heathen Chinese to their hearts' conS
tentrry
There are 81,000,000 worth of shoe
^ pegs made yearly in the United States,
>ft?. most of them in Massachusetts, re^
I quiring 100,000 cnbio feet of white
birch.
ra. Tom Thumb is going to Texas to
r if life, and the Chicago Times thinks that
>ur some day we shAll hear of Tom being
ng waylaid and abducted by a Texas grass he
hopper.
What is the principal difference beto
tween the swallow and the cat? It is an
"7 admitted- fact that "one swallow does
"d not make a summer," but one cat can
;d- make a spring.
Schoolmistreas?" Johnny, I'm really
ashamed of you ! When I was your age
* I could iead as well as I can now."
" Aw, bnt you'd a different teacher to
r.j what we'vo got."
0W "My, son," said an old man, " be^
ware of prejudices. They are like rals,
IS^ aud men's minds are like traps; preju[n.
dices get in easily, but it is doubtful if
[nt they evor get out."
to A deadhead has been sentenced in
> a London to six months' imprisonment at
ics hard labor. He got a free railroad tick* t
>rv by falsely telling the agent that ho had
L lost his pocketbook.
to Lucy Hooper is of the opinion that
the great ueed of Paris is a large
Yankee population?people who get out
of bed and begin business before ten
o'clock in the morning.
An English agent representing a capital
of 815,000,000 is in Charlotte, N. O.,
considering the expediency of estabhshire
ing a smelting furnace for the treatment
oj ui suipnureis ana reiractory ores.
ve The Qaeen of England's paintings
)n_ whioh will be exhibited at the CJentenild
nial will be gnardod constantly by a
a(j squad of policemen. The pictures havo
of been heavily insured in eight different
English companies,
in- " Isn't your hat sleepy ?" inquired a
as little urc' in of a gentleman with a
ed "shocking bad" one. "No; why?"
nr inquired the gentleman. "Because I
it. think it's a long time sinoe it had a
>ly nap," was the answer.
a A man worth $50,000 has started from
a Charleston for Sweden, working his passage
as a sailor on a steamer. The reaon
son of it is that he has just fallen heir to
^ to that sum, and has no money with
tl? which to go and claim it.
tt
' A girl employed in a paper mill at
Westneld, Mass., suffered a severe attack
of lockjaw, in which the jaws were
set for nearly two hours. The doctor
JI said the trouble was the result of an ini
veterate habit of chewing gum.
,y ' A gentleman has a pair of pantaloons
no which were worn by one of his ancestors
p_ a huudred years ago. They are made
ie of homespun cloth, except the seat,
0{; which is of thick leather. It is inferred
afl from this that the original owner was a
0) book agent.
of Justice Hendee, of Hyde Park, 111.,
if set a case down for a hearing at five
he o'clock in the morning, so that ono side
of might win through the other failing to
ce appear; and that proved to bo his last
case, for he was arrested on the sani" day
for malfeasanoe.
The great Corliss engine, which
furnishes the motive power for the maiV
chinery on the Centennial grounds,
ng weighs 1,360,688 pounds, and sixty cars
ee were required for its transportation to
d, its destination, the freight charges
n- amounting to $5,442.65.
th f^itors have discovered by long and
3f? careful observation that tho best way to
save a man's life, when he is sick, is to
to expend a good deal of labor in the
preparation of an elaborate biographical
sketch, to bo used in case of death.
It The victim always gets well.
A young roan, in picking up bis hair
brush the other morning, observed
. among the bristles a soft, fine thread of
amber colored hair, abont a foot and a
half long. Ho thought for a few mo^
ments, and then mnttered : " Ah I in
mese times no man is sate."
ad A cat belonging to Nathan Wilson, of
lQt Langdon, recently got upon his bed and
^ waked him by scratching. Thrown off,
it immediately retnrned and renewed its
d demonstrations, until Mr. Wilson got up
r8[ and found the house on fire abont the
fireplace, just in time to save the house
#,t and tho family.
he Mr. Oliver Perkins, of Illinois, is a
it man of sound sense, if his education has
en been negleoted. He lately sent his boy
le- to the schoolmarm with the following
note t "Miss Haze?Please lik the
lal barer for running away. Lik him Well,
to No mor at Present. Yours respectively,
Mr. Oliver Perkins."