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VOL. II.?NO. 27. BEAUFORT, 8. C., MAY 24, 1876. $1.50 PER ANNUM.
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Sit Down, Sad Sonl.
Sit down, sad soul, and count
The moments flying ;
Come, tell the Bweet amount
That's lost by sighing !
How many miles?a score!
Tnen laugh and count no more ;
For day is dying !
Lin down, sad soul, and sleep,
Aud no more measure
The flight of time, nor weep
The loss of leisure ;
But here, by this lone stream,
Lie down with us and dream
Of starry treasure !
We dream ; do thou the same ;
We love for ever;
We laugh ; yet few we shame,
The gentle?never ;
Stay, then, till sorrow dies,
T1 a., > 1 % *
:uvn mpru mm uappy BK10S
Art- thine forever!
Rachel Moffatt's Shadow.
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Reuben "Moffatt and Kezia his wife received
a triplet of white wedding cards
from the hands of their daughter
Richol, and fell into serious chat over
the bits of cardboard. George Reynolds,
tho groom, was discussed with
positive knowledge,^gained by acquaintance
with him from boyhood. Kate
Maurice, tho bride, was discussed with
the speculative knowledge that characterizes
remarks concerning stranger
brides.
Rachel Moffatt had loft the room while
George Reynolds was under discussion,
and her mother's careful eye had observed
that tlitre was surprise, anger,
almost tears in tho girl's face.
"I say, Reuben," begun the good
man's wife, after Rachel had gone.
" Yes," assented Reuben Moffatt, signifying
his readiness to hear what his
wife had to say.
" I want to call ^our attention to our
Rachel."
"You needn't call very loud," was
Renlien ananmr '' "*r- ?
? ?* V* iu.j ttltOLltion
goes a good deal that, way naturu'ly."
"To be sure," answered Kezia Moffawt.
" How oonld it ba otherwise, and
yt'i the father of such a girl as our
Rachel ? I am sure I wonder that a
young manlike George Reynolds should
look further than such a' trim, handsome
girl as Rachel is, and he knows all about
her housekeeping too."
" ' Look further and fare worse ' is an
old proverb, you know," rejoined Reuben
Moffatt.
" And it's my opinion he's done
worse, and deserves to do worse, "^said
Kezia Moffatt, with anger in her'eyes
and tones. "Iam sure I hope Rachel
will get over it and go to the party."
" Get over it?" repeated Reuben Moffatt.
"You don't mean to say that
Rachel"? The old man paused and
surveyed his wife critically.
Kezia Moffatt nodded her head affirmatively.
" Ob, nonsense, Kezia I" exclaimed
the old man. " You feel unpleasant like
because George Reynolds should prefer
any other woman to our Rachel. It's
my opinion that Rachel hadn't a thought
of George Reynold, except "?
A shadow fell on the porch, and the
old man suddenly changed thesnbject of
his remarks.
The shadow that had fallen on the
porch was Rachel Moflfatt's. It followed
the young girl across the green fields
where she walked, mtirrnii.
, ~*~d**"Jku6 uo& null*
bonnet into an unshapely thing, and
lengthening her slight figure into exceedingly
lank proportions.
44 Which way, Miss Rachel ? Are you
running # away from your shadow V
asked a young man, stepping out fiom i
an oak tree that stood midway in the
field.
Rachel Moffatt gave a sidelong glance |
at her shadow, and said, with an effort :
44 We can't escape them any more than
we can our thought*."
" It's lucky for us that they are harmless
things," answered the young man,
with a smile. " I shouldn't think you'd
want to escape your thoughts, Miss
Rachel. I'm'sure I shouldn't. And if
yon have no objection, I will walk in
your shadow, as yon seem to be going
my way."
Rachel Moffatt bowed, but the young
man, glancing into her face,saw that she
aooepted his company with resignation.
44 I presume you have received George
Reynolds' cards ?" said the young man,
after a pause.
44 Tee," Rachel answered, gravely.
44 They are very stylish," she added,
with an effort.
44 Mies Maurice is said to be wealthy,"
the young man oontinued.
44 Ah 1 Rachel exclaimed, with a curl
of lips that was fall of scorn.
# With a deli-ate intuitive sense that
wo old have done honor to men in finer
clothes and a jMtier sphere, Walter
Gibbs changed subject with the remftwlr
< l\aw<StA WaaU V.W1.W tL-a
? * jjwty bii i ian/a v/? jvoid vuav
1 borrowed, in My pocket, Mies Rachel
There were larnw of paper in it and
some bits of faded flowers. I hare saved
them aU, Mid return them with the
"Thank yon: ? did not signify,"
Baohel replied. indifferently.
She turned m leavsa of the bine and
gilt volume with the nnsasy motion of
restless hands, and then dropped from
the gilded leaves the faded flowers.
They were all alike, mere bits of pink
ooloring on a woody stem-^-nfaik not so
deep as the color that glowed on Baehel
Ifonatt's cheeks at sight of the flowers.
" It is the Cercis canadensis, or Jydas
tree," hear eompanion re?eked, picking
np oue of the fallen bits and polling it
in pieces.
"The Judas tree 1" echoed Rachel
Moffutt, all her tones full of scornful
wonder.
" Yes," the young man said, answering
the wonder in her tones. ' In the
spring it is a tree of promise, with
nil its rugged branches crowded full of
blossoms; but the blossoms die, and
there is never fruit or beauty in fulfillment
of its springtime promise. There
is but one in the village that I know of,
and that is in Squire Reynolds' garden."
Looking up to see if Rachel Moffatt
remombered the tree, Walter Oibbs became
painfully conscious that his remark
had dyed her face with telltale
blushes, and the tale they told was about
George Reynolds. Then he remembered
how he had foroed his company upon
her, and his conscience smote him when
he thought how his careless words
mi^ht have added to the trouble of the
giri ne iove<*. At Teast she should be
relieved from the annoyance of his society,
and, with a sigh, he remarked:
" It was uncivil of me to join you,
Miss Rachel, when you camo out to
walk alone. I beg your pardon. And
as I hun an errand down to the widow
Brown s, and am going around that way,
I wil. leave you here."
" I would be glad to have your com
pany," Rachel Moffatt felt constrained
to say.
" Thank you, but my errand is urgent,"
Walter Gibbs answered. "Glad
to have my company!" he muttered, as
he walked away?"a pretty story that,
and she wishing me ten miles away,
from the moment I joined her ! What
a poor blind fool I have been 1"
The woman whose happiness George
Royuolds had trifled with so wantonly
walked slowly toward her home and sat
down on the little low porch, watching
the moon come up. She overheard
her father's words as he talked to her
mother:
" There's as good fish in the sea as
was ever caught. It's my opinion the
man who gets our Rachel will find there
is bettor fish than George Reynolds has
caught, and I'm sure Rachel will find
better fish than George Reynolds, if he
does think himself the biggest toad in
tha puddle."
Over Rielinl Moffatt *s sad face flitted a
smile that was almost merry. To think
of comparing Medbury society to a
puddle, and George Reynolds to the
biggest toad ! Then her thonghts wandered
to herself. Did her father and
mother suspect her liking for George
Reynolds i And Walter Gibbs?had her
face tattled to him of secrets that she
fain would have kept ? Henceforth she
would wear a mask, and hide her secrets
in her heart.
She went into the house and eat down
by the lamplight. Her mask was on,
and she woudered if Mrs. Reynolds had
made the fruit cake for the reception, or
whether they had bought it of the baker
at Medbury.
1 Mrs. Moffatt thought that Mrs. Reynolds
would make it. She was such a
hand to have everything done up in her
kitchen. " Maybe," she added, " Mrs.
Reynolds wouldlike your help in making
lady cake or something. You're such a
master hand at lady cake, you know,
u ;? 1 u
<?uuoi. -dug bud buuuiu express
h( rsolf that way, what shoal d I say to
her?"
Rachel's mask threatened to fall. To
go into George Reynold's home and help
prepare for the reception of his bride
was a blow for which she was ill prepared.
Only a moment, and the tottering
mask worf up again. " Certainly, if
Mrs. Reynolds shonld ask my help, I
would go," Rachel answered. "I would
be glad to go," she added, a moment
after, as if she were giving the mask a
final securing touch.
And so Rachel MofTatt found herself
beating eggs and stirring butter and
sugar in Mrs. Reynold's kitchen, listening
to the woman's garrulous chat.
" Lady cake it will be," I expect," she
said, pausing in the midst of her culinary
operations to watch the whites of
eggs rising in a fooqpunder Rachel Moffalt's
dextrous'manipulations. " And I
expect she's a very fine lady we're amaking
it for; but it's a matter that I
wouldn't like to go no further than be
tween us two, that I'd 'a been satisfied
if George had picked out a wife nearer
home. I'm sure I wouldn't 'a said a
word if she who is making the eake and
she who would eat the eake had been the
same identical individual."
Rachel's mask shook a little, but she
was a brave girl. " Oh, I am sure
George's wife will be a nice lady, and 1
dare say we will all like her very much,"
she answered.
R&chel Moffatt's words were full'?
verified. George Reynolds' wife proved
to be a very nice lady?a little delicate
creature, all pink and white, whom i(
was impossible not to like, because she
was so thoronghly amiable and lovely.
" Who is the lady in white with the
pink flowers in her hair?" asked the
bride of the bridegroom, the evening
of their reception, as Raohel Moffatt entered
the room, somewhat late. "She
looks very lovely, but I shouldn't think
she Would like to WPAr flnwnro nS S"
Judas tree. Don't you know?" she
asked, answering the inquiring looks ol
her husband. " That this is the nam*
of the.tree that bears those pink flowers.
, I am a great boWnint?don't you kno
that, my darling ?
The darling oolotvj, seeing
Moflatt and the pink flovn,an.'/
baring oertain wor' u\?p/
the shadows of the f
Baohel Moflatt was
pin at George Rej
Walter Gibbs' oy * ;
j wherever she moved
I thinking of the mv
. as it revealed itself in Rachel Moffatt and
pink flowers.
The Judas tree had never bloomed
but once when Qeorge Reynolds and his
wife came to Medbury to live.
"George don't get on so well as I
i could expect," Squire Reynolds said ;
and Mrs. Reynolds hinted to half a
dozen neighbors, hoping it would go no
further than between herself and the
one with whom she talked, that George's
i wife was a well meaning, good hearted
little creature, but, bless her heart! she
didn't know the first thing about housekeeping,
and she hadn't any knack at
i making the most of her means.
George Reynolds' wife sent for Rachel
Moffat t one day. " I would have come
i down myself, ' she apologized, " but
i really I was not able;" and Rachel, looking
iuto her face, saw that the pink had
nil fn/loil nnf lnntnn/? 41% ~ 1.-4.
?uu.,iv?iiug umji uic wuiwiuess
of the previous year. " You see, dear,"
she weut on, with a winning frankness,
" I wasn't brought up to anything useful,
and the housekeeping don't go
right, and George and I have moved
out, thinking we could manage better,
and it would bo better for the baby. I
remember what a beautiful lady cake
you made for our reception, and the
praises that were in everybody's mouth
about your cooking. And now, my dear
Miss Moffatt, would you min i showing
me a little, and see if I can't learn to
manage better, and make George's home
more comfortable ? I thought I had
rather ask a young person like you than
George's mother even."
And so Rachel Moffatt found herself
in George Reynolds' kitchen, instructing
the child-wife in the mysteries of
cooking, and trying to impart to her
some of her " rare knack," as the people
called it.
One day, as she came out of the little
gate and took her way toward her own
home, a gentleman passed her on horseback.
Looking up, she saw a man with
a full board and good figure; a stranger
she thought him until he wheeled about
and exclaimed: " You are not running
awaj from your shadow agaiu, are you,
Miss Rachel 1" And the stranger was
no other than Walter Gibbs.
Rachel laughed this time without
effort. " They are harmless things, as
you said," she replied; and then phe inquired
kindly after bis health and stay
in Medbury.
'' I presume strangers occupy the cottage
yonder?" Walter Gibbs remarked,
pointing to the cottage Raohel had just
left.
"George Reynolds lives there,"
Rachel answered. "I've been up to
assist Kate?Mrs. Reynolds - in canning
some fruit."
Rachel Moffatt's face did not color or a
feature change. Either her mask was
perfectly worn, or that look had ceased
to bo a mask.
HililAD '
?? V..MWH, UUlllig Alio D my 111
Medbury, fell into bis old habit of walking
in Rachel Moffatt's shadow. Looking
into her face as on that evening a
year before, he missed the resignation it
bad worn then, for iu it was real
pleasure.
One day he sought her with a strange
nervousness and abstraction in his manner.
Rachel was very grave too, and
"Waiter Gibbs 6aw that she had been
weeping. He looked into her faco with
tho tender solicitude that only men who
love and women who have been loved
know, and Rachel explained hastily.
Did he not know ? Had he not heard ?
George Reynolds' wife died suddonly
that morning of heart disease.
Walter Gibbs went home with the
nervous abstraction all gone from biB
manner, and a hard enduranee in its
stead. George Reynolds was free now,
free to win Rachel Moffatt if he could,
and she who loved him once was free to
accept him. "I couldn't be 'satisfied
with a doubtful love," ho said ; " I will
wait."
He waited until the Judas trees were
in blossom again, and then he went to
Med bury. i
"It's a-waitincr on TtocViol Mnffatt i
George Reynolds is," one of the M-sdbnry
gossips told him. " And his wife
not been nnder the sod a year yet! They
were old schoolmates, and knew each
other from childhood, and we used to
think it would make a match before he
ever married that little helpless city
girl, and I haven't any doubt in my own
mind but it will make a match now.
Gussie Reyuolds is going to have a tea
party next week, and that will show
which way the wind is blowing."
Walter Gibbs weDt to Gussie Reynolds'tea
drinking. He said to his mother
i he would not miss It for a fortune.
Raohel M-jjTatt was there, walking now
and then with Georgo Reynolds, and
talking with him ever and anon; but then
> it was Rachel's kabit to be kind to every
[ one who came in ker way. Late in the
> evening Walter Gibbs missed her from
> the parlor. He looked around for
? Ge >rge Reynolds, but he to- as k >nc.
" The Medbury gossip "ight " 1
i thought. "This tea pur
t which way the wind if. '
> walked to the wiud
descrying Bach'-1
i garments d
Reynold v
? theyt >ok
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proached her, and stood where h<
shadow fell.
"Rachel," he said, with all his heai
in his voice, " I wonld like to walk i
your shadow henceforth, if /on are g<
ingmy way."
Rachel Moffatt looked up with startle
eyes into the face above her; the pin
flowers with their fatal significance fe
from her hand, and tho irregular oul
lines of two confused shadows, neve
henceforth to bo parted, lay upon th
greensward. In the frosts of the follov
ing winter the Judas tree died, and th
place thereof knew it no more.
" Daymon and Pathos,"
Two bard-up looking fellows, on
about fifty years old and the othe
twenty years younger, entered a baker
in Detroit, says the Free Press, an
called for a lunch. One was provided
and when they had eaten a 6quaro mef
the old man said to the baker:
" I'll stop in anil pay you -when w
come back."
"I guess Uot?I guess you'll pay m
now !" replied the baker.
Tboy hadn't any oasli, and the;
hadn't any spare clothes. The bake
fished up a clnb from behind the cour
ter and vowed that he would have mono;
or revenge.
" It's a similar case to that of Day
mon and Pathos," explained the ol<
man. " My friend hero shall go afte
cash to settle this claim, and if he doe
not return by noon you can take reveng
on me."
"I don't care forDaymon nor Pathos
nor any other man; I want cash !'
shouted the baker.
" Daymou will bring the oash by noon
or I'm yonr meat," softly answered th'
vagrant.
" Daymon " went out after cash, an<
" Pathos" sat down and spit tobacc*
juioe all over the floor. The baker or
dered him to quit.
" Didn't you ever read the beautifn
story of Daymou and Pathos ?" nskei
the aged bilker. " Don't you remembe
that Pathos sat down and chewed tobac
oo while Daymon was absent ?"
An hour slipped away and theoldcha]
fell asleep anil lurched off the chair
almost upsetting the stove. The bake
rushed at him, but "Pathos" held u]
his hands and protested.
'' Don't you remember that Patho
fell asleep while waiting for Daymon'i
return. I don't know as he fell of
his chair, but that wasn't a progressivi
ago."
Noon fonnd him still there, with n<
word from "Daymon." The old mai
was firm in his belief that his frieni
would return, and reaching up on i
shelf behind him he took down a custari
pie and calmly began eating into it
The enraged baker grasped him by th(
throat, and in the tussle which followei
" Pathos" came up to the mark so livel;
that the baker's heels swept through i
showcase, and then the old man slid ou
doors, and when the baker yelled fo:
the police the vagrant explained to tin
crowd:
" Didn't Pathos have what he wantei
to eat while waiting for Daymon's re
tnrn ? Can I play the part of Pathos 01
on empty stomach ?"
Life in the Prussian Army,
The Berlin correspondent of the Lon
don Daily News writes to that journal
A case which tecently came to light here
through tho courts throws a singula:
light upon one phase of Prussian life
Some time since a non-commissionet
officer of a regiment stationed at Konigs
berg committed suicide, and just befon
the act wrote a letter to a Berlin journa
explaining his motive. He had pre
viously published certain facts highly
discreditable to two officers cf his regi
ment, and from that time they had per
secuted him with every form of military
cruelty that the superior can visit upoi
the subaltern. No opportunity was of
fered to him to prove his charges, anc
the standing of the officers screenec
them from any investigation. Life
therefore, became intolo.able to tin
poor man, and he decided on suicide
The allegations against the two officeri
?a paymaster and, I believe, a lieuten
aut?were repeated in the testamentary
letter. But as soon as this was pub
lished the entire line and staff of tin
regiment?which seems to have beei
less solicitous about vindicating it
houor so long as the accuser lived?
hastened on this nnsthnmnno
r
tion to prosecute thb newspaper ' <
libel. The care caino before . eivi
court here, and, much to 1'.. olur price n
all parties, the jomrial won ?n'- "
It proved the truth
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THIS PAGE C
DEFECTS Wh
^
r?1
? . A Singular Story.
^ A Hopkinton (N. H.) corresponi
n of the Boston Journal says : The
. camstanoes we are about to relate
not recent, though of snoh a remark]
(l character and of snoh scientific imp
^ ance, if trne, we wonder that apparei
]j no informed person of the time to wl
j._ they belong made any account of th
"r But now, as years have passed since
e publication of " Elsie Yenner," it i
be proper to inquire if any such phc
e mena as we are about to describe car
correctly ascribed to the subtle ]
son of the rattlesnake.
Sixty years ago, or thereabouts, C
tain Parker Parsons kept a com
"tahvern" in the district of Hopkin!
e known from time immorial as " Stui
r field." Being personally engaged
y variety of rural pursuits, the cap
^ kept about the farm, as general hel
I young man about twentv-flve years
J age, who bore the somewhat oppress
ly suggestive cognomen, Moody Swall
G At that time the rattlesnake was by
means an infrequent habitue of \
e viumiiy, mongu [do numoer 01 re]
sentatives of this class of reptiles
y been greatly reduced since the first
r tlement. One day young Swallow g
out that being himself close to a dm
y of elder bushes growing by a wall at
side of the highway, a rattlesnake
flicted a bite upon his leg, at the ss
j time confirming the statement by
r hibiting a wound or scratch upon
g naked skin.
0 The information reaching ns does
state whether or no Swallow immedi
! ly exhibited the effects of the serpe
>? venom, but it is solemnly affirmed t
soon he became the subject of " spel
during the attacks of which he mi
g fested traits peculiarly and strikin
snaky. His brow corrugated, his e
j flashed, and he would actnally craw
0 wriggle upon his belly. A resort dur
these attacks was quite noticeable. N
the " tahvern " stood the old Pars
1 homestead?an ancient, unoccupi
I dilapidated building, with roof exte
r iug far down toward the ground on
side. Here Swallow would repair i
give demonstration of his fitful mala
3 not the least astonishiug of his expli
boin^ the exploring of the wholo r
p on his belly, wriggling up one side i
3 down head first on the other, and
abont to the extent of his serji
s tine impulse or pleasure. These fits
B came matters of such common obser
f tion in the neighborhood that on an
3 currence of one people would si
" Swallow is having one of bis spo!
3 his snake is after him."
3 According to the information, th
j things continued at least a year, thoi
a we are not told how frequently the
j tacks occurred or how long they last
Swallow does not appear to have beer
3 this town, nor its long resident,
j soon went to Vermont, where ho r
? convicted on a criminal charge of so
a kind and sentenoed to the State pri
t at Windsor, where he was visited by
r person, now living, who informs us
a these circumstances. From this ti
wc have no account of him.
1
A Political Reminiscence.
1 The Titusville (Pa.) Herald sa;
I Earlv in 1840 Henrv Olav. as fAtuiui
for the Presidency, stood head t
shoulders above any other. The dele
tion of the State of New York to i
- Whig convention were unanimous in
: favor. In Jane General Scott went
9 Saratoga, and was there made to bolit
r that his popularity might secure b
. the nomination and the eloction.
1 immediately went to Albany and coi
- seled with Governor Seward, who t
9 the general he would require twen
1 four hours to oonsider Scott's propt
- tion, whioh was that the trover]
f should, in case of Scott's election,
- his right hand man. At the eipirat:
- of the twenty-four hours Scott cal
j upon the governor, in the old Yn
i mansion, when the governor told L
- that on mature deliberation he concluc
1 that the general was or might be 1
1 most available candidate. Ho 1
, fought the country's battles at Chippe
j and Lundy's Lane, and his scars uoi
. plead most eloquently for the sufTrai
a of the people, but he, the governor, <
- not regard the general as a politic!
j and politics was the governor's pre*
- sion. "Now," he says, "if you \
9 place yourself in my hands, u>u v
i not to answer anv'- tiers or m
s without mv approval, I
- to seen re you the
- t' I . Ifie geuer.il rer
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CONTAINS FLAW
IICH MAY APPE
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Items of Interest.
lent There are as many rich' men as good
men.
' The valao of a man's education can?
not be estimated by the prioo he paid
X >?r "
uoh Th? estimated income of the parochial
em olergy of England and Wales is
the 828,006,000.
nay The latest thing from the Black Hills
mo- ?the man who had money enongh to
1 bo get back again.
poi- A shipment of twenty-five boxes of
Chinamen's bones was recently made at
'aP* San Francisco for China,
itry
jOD The sheriff of Perquimans oounty, N.
mp' G., weighs 410 pounds. When a prisma
oner *8 refractory he sits down on him.
tain How many thousand parents ought to
P. a be whipped every day for doing exactly
1 of what they would whip their children fort
LV6ow
This is the season of the year when a
r qq mau wonders whether he will have bis
^jR hair cut or wait till ho won't catch cold.
are- The man who feels the meanest is he
had who with the new hat on his head tries
set- to keep the old one out of sight under
;ave his coat.
John Murray sat in a window in Balti
\uo more, to ont his toe noils, fell out, stack
m" the knife blade into his side, and bled to
death.
kj8 A man who never has more than a dollar
abont his person at one time oomno?
plains that silver coin substituted for
currency will be too bulky.
nt's A fashion journal says "waists are to
bat be longer this year but as long
Is," as they are not broader, young men with
mi- short arms will manage to get around *
gly them.
;yea Marshal MacMahon has consented to
\or pardon those Communists condemned
^8 for their political course who have exear
hibited good behavior in the penal
??8 colonies.
ntj' A San Francisco millionaire has carone
P?ted the stalls in his ptable, and would
in<j liko it if his horses would sleep on $50
^ bedsteads. There's only a step between
the horse and the mule,
oof A cat at a Detroit fire rescued her kitmd
tens by-bravely entering the burning
go building and dragging them out; and
,en. her reward is adoption by a wealthy old
l>o- woman, who will feed her on dainties
va- during the rest of her life.
oc" Haboy, a candidate for senator in
*y : Paris, was nominated as a representative
"8! of poor workiugmen; but, much to the
annoyance of his supporters, the dises?
covery has been made that he owns prop'8h
erty worth 350,000 francs,
atA
woman near Bolton, England, sold
! 0f some impure milk from her farm, and
He the result was a violent outbreak of
was typhoid and milk poisoning, from which
,me twenty people died, "the woman who
son owned the farm among tho number.
the At Yen-ping, China, placards inciting
5 ?* the populaoe against foreigners are postmo
ed on the walls of the city, and flags
bearing this inscription, "expel and destroy
the foreign barbarians," are flying
in prominent localities.
78 : Because a man in Portland, Oregon,
ate j deemed it necessarv for the
ujd of his authority at home to ffog his wife,
ga- all the women in the vicinity met in
the council, passed resolutions, and then
his going to his house, whnlod him until ho
to became insensible.
3.ve In Ohiua, where labor is cheap, a
up* Chinaman will sit all day long clinking
H? gold pieces in a leather bag. By conll?
staut procoss of attrition tho leather be?'d
comes tilled with gold dust, which,
when collected, affords him fair remu)S1"
neratiou for his day's work,
aor
bo A young lady at Newark, la., has reion
covered damages from tLo estate of a
lej suitor who committed suicide upon
tea heing called upon to fulfill his promise
lim marry her. The court held that the
led suicidal act under the circumstances was
tho a deliberate breach of promise for
lad which his estato might be held liable.
lWR There was no plea of insanity.
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