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VOLUME XXXVII. CAMDEN, S. C., OCTOBER 10,1878. NUMBER 13.
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Childhood.
Before life's sweetest mystery still
The heart in reverence kneels;
The wonder of the primal birth
The latest mother feels.
We need love's tender lessons taught
As only weakness can;
God hath Lis small interpreters?
The child must teach the man.
We wander wide through evil years,
Our eyes of f&itk grow dim;
But he is freshest from his hands
And nearest unto Him !
And haply, pleading long with Him
For sin-sick hearts and cold,
For angels of our childhood still
The Father's face behold.
Of such the kingdom / Teach thus ub ;
0 Master most divine,
To feel the deep significance
Of these wise words of thine !
The hauty feet of power shall fail
Where meekness surely goes;
No cunning find the key to hevven.
Kn clronirlli ita cat pa unoloB6.
Alone to guilalessness and love
Those gates shall open fall;
The miiid ofpiide is nothingness.
The child-like heart is all.
[John 0. Whittier
THE STONE-CUTTERS
STORY..
He was whistling over his work, careless,
from long custom, of the solemn
significance of the letters he was cutting
in the white marble. A June son was
nearly at the end of the day's journey
sinking slowly to rest upon the boson
of the broad Atlantic, whose waves
washed the shores of the little seaport
town of Monkton. A stranger, handsomely
dressed in gray, with large lus*
trous brown eyes, came to the fence
that was areund the yard where the
?A ? ? ? ? ? -?1- ? J ' MAn J f h A
sione-cuuer wurkeu, ?uu icau mo .tering,
almost completed, upon th#
tombstone:
HIRAM GOLBY,
Aged 35.
LOST AT SEA, JANUARY, 1866.
The last 9ix was nearly completed. A
strange pallor gathered for a moment
upon the stranger's face, and then he
drew a long, deep breath, and said :
'Is not ten years a long time to be
cutting letters on a tombstone, friend V
'Eb, sir V
The stone-cutter looked, shaded his
oyes with bis brown hand, as he turned
his face tp the setting sun.
'This is 3876,' woo the groTC reply,
and Hiram Golby has been ten years
under the waves.'
.??? it .v. i.?
Weil, Sir, mats me ijuesbivu?to
there ?'
Is he there ? Your stooe tells us he
is and has been for ten years/
Yes, sir, so it does?so it does. And
yet she has ordered it. She came over
& week or so back with a worried look
upon her sweet face that I have never
seen any thing but patience iir the ten
long years, and she said to me : 'You
may cut a stone. Davy,' Bhe says, 'and
put it up in the churchyard, and I don't
waDt to see it. I'll pay you whatever
you chooie to ask, Davy,' she says, 'but
?--? *
ne B 1101 ueitu. UUU UUU l nauv u
stone.' 'Lor, mum,' says I, ;he'd a'
turned up all these yearo if be was not
dead.' But she shook her pretty head,
the prettiest I ever seen, sir, and said
she : 'My heart never told me that he
was dead, Davy, and I'll never believe
it till my heart tells me so.'
'His sweetheart ?' questioned the
stranger.
'His wife, sir?bis loving, faithful
wife, that's had property, and loneliness
and misery, her full Bhare, and might
ha' bettered herself.'
'How was that ?'
Mr. Miles, sir, the richest shopownei
hereabouts, he waited patieutly for seven
long years, trying to win her. Then he
said that she was free even if Hiram
came back/
'Enoch Arden/ muttered the stranger.
What did you aay, sir ?'
'Nothing, nothing. What answei
did the widow make, Mr. Miles V
'If Hiram's dead/ said 6he, 'I'm bii
faithful wife' 'Maybe you are from
the city, sir, and have heard the storj
of oar Pearl T
What story is that?'
'Woll, sir, it's been told many time
more particularly in the last year, bu
, you're welcome to what I know of it
. There, that six is done, and I'll leavi
the Scripture text till morniDg. I
' you'll come to the gateway and take i
. 6oat on somo of the stones, I'll tell you
i that is, if you care to hear it.'
'I do care.' was the grave reply; ]
' want verv much to hear the story.'
'Maybi you're some kiu to th<
Pearl of Monk ton?that's what the]
cell Mrs Goldby hereabouts. It's ?
matter ot thirty-three years back, sir
. that there was a wreck ofl Mouktoi
rocks, that you can see from here, sir
1 now tide's low. Cruel rocks they ar<
i and many a wreck they've seen, thi
5 more tho pity. You see them, air ?'
| 'I see them,'
, 'Well, sir, with this one wrenk
? thirty-three years ago, there was noth
r ing washed ashore but a bit of a gir
i | baby three or four years old, with
skin like a lily leaf, and great blac
eyes. Hiram Goldby found heron th
rooks. He was a boy of twelve yeari
strong and tall, and lie carried the chil
*j in his arms to his mother. You ma
see the cottage. ,sir, the second whit
. one on the side of the hill.'
4I see it.'
'Well, Hiram took the baby ther
r and Mrs. Goldby was the same as
mother to it?a good woman, God blei
her soul?the Widow Goldby.'
'Is sho dead; then ?'
'Aye, sir, six years agone. The babj
I was telling yop of, sir, talked a for
eign lingo, and was dressed beautiful it
rich clothes, that tuust have cost a powei
of money. But never would Hiram 01
tLe widow sell them, putting them up
carefully in case the child was evei
looked for; She was that pretty, sir,
and that dainty, that everybody citllcd
her Pearl, though she was not like our
girls, but afraid, always deadly afraid of
the sea. I have seen her cleocb her
mite of a hand and strike at it, for sba
had a bit of temper in her though notiu
iog to harm.
'When Hiram made his first vuyaj v
for they were all seafaring men '
abouts, and there was nothing for . 4
to do but ship, the Pearl was just a
tie washed-out lily, a fretting anui
came home again. And it was so whet
ever he went, for they were sweetheart
from the first time he neBtled her baby
face to his breast, when he picked her
up from the wreck. She was sixteen
when they were married, as near a9 we
could guess; Hiram was a man ef
twenty-four. She prayed him stay at
home then, and he stayed a year, but
he tretted for the sea, and he went
aeain, thinking, I s'pose. that bis wife
would get used to it, as well as all wives
hereabounts must do. But she never
did?never. It was just pitiable to 9ee
her go about,, white as a corpse, whon
Hiram went away, ne^er looking at the
sea without a shudder like a death chill.
" * - . . _<?_!
All through the war it was just awrui,
for Hiram enlisted on board a man-o,war,
and Pearl was just a shadow when
be came home she last time/
'After the war T
Yes, sir; but he made no money of
any account, and so went again, after
staying at home a long spell. Well, he
never came back. Twasn't no manner
of use telling Pearl ho was lost; she'd
just shake her pretty head and say :
'He'll come back/ Not a mite of
mourning would she wear, even after
bis mother gave him up and went in
black; for, sir, it stands to reasou he's
dead years ago/
'It looks so/
Of course it doe9; nobody else
doubts it but Mrs Goldby. Old Mrs.
Goldby's last words were?'I'm going
to meet Hiram/ and they say the dying
know. But even then that didn't
make Pearl think so. She wore mournin^
frtr hnd been the OdIv
"*e> ? ?
mother she knowcd of, but not weeds.
Weeds was for widows, she said, and
otic wasn't a" WKT0W7'
'Aud the stone.'
Well, sir, I'm coming to that. A
year ago sir; a fine gentleman from
France came here hunting for a child
lost on this coast. He'd heard of Pearl
by happen^chancrs, if there is such,
and'eame here. When he saw the clothes
he just fainted like a woman.'
'She was related then V
The strangers voice was husky, but
the sea air was growing chill.
'Her father, sir.'
'He took her away
'He tried to. He told her of a splen
did home he had in New York, for he'd
followed his wife and child, sir, to the
city they had never reached. He was
rich and lonely. He begged his child
to go. but she would not. 'Hiram will
come here for me,' she said, 'and he
must find me where be left me.'
Oh, bow has she lived
'Sewing, sir, mostly. The cottage
was old Mrs. Goldby'B, and bless yon,
Pearl did not eat much more tfian a
bird, and her dresses cost next to nofh
iog. But there's no denying she was
i very poor?very, and yet the grand
; home and big fortune never tempted
her. So her fatlftr come off and on tc
see her, until April. An' he died, sir
* and left our Pearl all his fortune and
i the graod house in New York. Bui
! she'll not go, sir; she'll die here, waiting
i for Hiram who'll never oome.'
The stranger lifted his face that had
- been half hidden in his hand and
saiJ :
'There was a shipwreck iu the Pacifii
r Ocean, Davy, years and years sgo. ant
one man only was saved?saved; Davy
I ty savages who made him a slave, th<
i worst of slaves! But one day this sailo
j saved the life of the chiefs daughtei
who was in the coils of a huge snake
and the chief released him. More thai
*L-' '? l<!m n)inii>A oninps an!
9 UIUI, lie |;avc uiui vuw*w
t woods, and sent him abroad on the firs
. passing ship. So the sailor landed in
3 great city, sold bis presents and pat th
f gold in safe keeping. Then be travciei
i till be reached the seaport town wher
, he was born, and coming there at sun
set, heard the story of bis life from th
[ lips of a man cutting his tombstone.'
Not a wurd spoke Davy. Standinj
i erect, he seized an immense sledge hum
j mer, and with. powerful blows frot
i strong, uplifted arms, dashed the mar
? m?
, I ble into fragments. mm, panun;
i i with exertion, he held out his brawn;
, bands to the stranger?a stranger n
3 longer.
9 'I've done no better work in my life
than I've done in the last five minutes
Hiram. Go home, man, and mak
, Pearl's heart glad. She don't need it
- Hiram?she don't need it. You aske
1 me about the stone. The neighbor
a drove her to ordering it, twitting he
k that sh; was now rich, she grudged th
o stone to her husband's memcry. S
j, she told me to cut it, but says, 'Don
d put dead upon it Davy?put lost at set
y for Hiram's lost, but he'll be found an
;c come back to me.' She never looked r
it Hiram, never. And there's not a
hour, nor hasn't been for ten years, thi
a, she hasn't been looking for you to cow
a baok. Go to her, man, and the Lord
it blessing bo upon both of you."
i So, grasping the bard, brown bant
Hiram Goldby took the path to the lit
r tie white cottago where he had been
bora forty-five years before. Tho sod
i had set aod tbe darkness was gathering,
* but a little gleam of light streamed from
; the window of the cottage. Ho drew
i near softly, and standing on the seat of
the porch, looked over the ball cnrtain
, into the neat but poor sitting-room.
! % It was not the grand house, Pearl's
1 heritage in New York, but Pearl herself
was there. A slender woman, with a
pale, sweet face, and black hair smoothly
banded and gathered into rich braids at
the back of her shapely head. Her
dress was a plain, dark one, with white
rufflles, caffs and an apron.
- <-> ? * t i.
one naa Deen sewing, out uer nun
I was put aside, and presently she came
(\n ihe open window and drew ojide the
;urtnin. She did not see the tall figure
drawn closely against the wall* in the
narrow porch, bat her dark eyes looked
toward the sea, glimmering in the half
light.
'My darling!' she whispered, 'ore
you dead, and has yoar spirit come to
take mine where we shall part no
more ?'
Only the wash of the wave below answered
her. Sighing softly, she said :
"la my darling coming T I feel him
so near me, I could almost grasp him.'
She stretched out her arms over the
low window*sill, and a low voi5? answered
her: 'Pearl! Pearl!'
The arms that had so long grasped
only empty air, were filled then, as Hi?
ram stood under the low window.
'Do not move, love/ she whispered,
pressing her soft lips to his : 'I -always
wake when you move/
'But now/ he said, 'you are already
awake. See, Pearl, your trust was
heaven-given. It is myself, your fond,
true husband, little oue, who will never
leave you again.'
'It is trae ! You have come!' she
cried et last, bursting into a torrent of
happy tears. 'I knew you were not
dead. You could not be dead and my
heart not tell me/ It was long before
tbey could think of anything but the
happiness of reuoion after the many
years of seporation, but at last, drawing
Pearl closer, Hiram whispered?"I
walked from'J , love, and am enormously
buDgry.'
And Pearl's merry laugh chased the
last shadows from her happy face, and
she bustled about the room preparing
supper.
'Supper for two!' she cried, ijeefullv.
: ^?
The grand house in New York is tenanted
by its owners, and Hiram goes to
sea no more; but iu the summer time
two happy people come for a quiet
month to the little white cottage at
Monktou, and have always to listen to
Davy's tale of the evening when he was
cutting Hiram Goldby's tombstono, and
ended by smashing it into atoms.
'For/ it is the invariable ending of the
tale, 'Pearl was right, and we were
wrong, all of us; for Hiram Goldby was
lost at sea. Bure enough, but- he was not
dead, and be came to her faithful love
as she always said he woald.
A Big Job.
Two years from this time the great
, St. Gothard tunnel through the Alps,
uniting Switzerland and Italy, must
either be completed or the contractor,
, Mr. Favre, will have a heavy penalty tc
pay. Under the termB be must pay
| $1,000 for every day later than Octa
, ber 1, 1880. on which it remains un,
finished. If fix months afterward it is
[ still uncompleted he loses 82,000 pc?
day, and if twelve months go post with
( out it being turned over, he forfeit!
everything, including his bond oi
I $1,600,000. The undertaking is a gi.
pantic one, and some engineers doubt ii
, Favre not is badly beaten at last. JTh?
main tunoel is over 29,000 feet long
I and the work on it is only prosecuted
| under tremendous difficulties. All th<
power uaed in drilling is furnished bj
3 compressed air, which is prepared out
I side by powerful pumps and stored up
in vast tanks. The locomotives whiol
g draw from the tunnel tho blasted roci
r are also ruo by compressed air, as th<
. use of Bteam in such a hole would bi
, impossible. As it isj the men at worl
3 often suffer excessively from the fou
j vapors, partly natural and partly pro
t ducod by tho explosions of dynamite
Q which are so constant that an observe
e compares them to cannon-firing in battle
j These gases would collect and be fata
e except that the exhaust air from th
. drills is employed to drive them towan
e the mouth of the excavation. Favre i
laborine with splendid energy, and thi
y working force is as large as he can pu
on. It is vastly to his inteaest to hurr
q for he will receivo a bonus of 81,001
. for each day previous to October lsl
? 1880, on which he has his task finished
y The tunnel will cost about 855,000,000
0 although when it was first undertakei
the estimates were some twenty million
, less than the above figures. The dis
, crepancy was occasioned by engineerf
g mistakes, and when it was found tha
. the enterprise would be much more ex
,j pensive than originally announced, th
' -n j
.g discovery discouraged an cuuuemcu
ir Bnt the Swiss, Italian and German gov
e ernment8 increased their subvcntiom
0 private subscriptions were stimulate'
t and financial success was assured. Th
r laborers employed are Italians, abou
j the only workingmen who oould be et
lt gaged at the small wages paid, averag
n ing from 60 cents to $1,25 per daj
A writer speaks of them as the Ohines
10 of Europe, but we doubt if even Joh
>8 would not demur at being asked to d
such laborious, exhausting aad dangei
j our work for the same amount of pa;
Too Hot for Him.
1 As Confederate war reminiscences are
1 the order cf the day, here is one too
i good to lie buried The hero of the
1 joke we call him Jim. Ho was at^
tached to Ilosser's Cavalry, in Stuart's
command. Jim was noted for Lis strong
antipathy to shot and shell, aod a peculiar
way he had of avoiding too close
' a commuoion with the same, but at last
all plans failed to keep him out of the
"row," and he with his comrades under
a lieutenant, was detailed to support a
battery that composed a portion of the
rear guard. The enemy kept pressing
so close in fact, as to endanger the rc^
treating forces and the troops covering
the retreat had orders to keep the enemy
in check, for a given period, at all
hazards, and the order was obeyed to
fVia l/ittor f tinner li nnitnr IV Pftllirif? fire.
7"-* """-ft" O o Oar
friend Jim grew desperate. He
stack behind trees that appeared to his
excited vision no larger than ram rods.
He then tried lying down. In fact, ho
placed himself in every position that
his' genius conld invent, bat the "hiss"
of the ballet hunted him still. At last,
in despair, he called to his commanding
officer: "Lieutenant, let's fall back!" "I
cannot do it, Jtm," replied the officer.
"Well' I'll be drat if we don't get
cleaned up if we stay here 1" "My
orders, Jim, are to hold this place and
support that battery of guns," pointing
to the artillery close by. "If we fall
back, the enemy will rash in and captare
the cans." Just at that time a
well-directed bullet impressed Jim with
tho fact that a change of base became
necessary. Jim found another apparently
protective spot, and, as he recovered
his mind, he eang out: "Oh /
Lieutenant! what do you think them
'ere cannons cost?" "I don't know,
Jim; I suppose $1,000." "Well,"
said Jim, "let's take np a collection and
pay for the d?d guns, and let the
Yankees have 'em."
. *
Russian Ladles Fight a Duel.
A good deal has lately been heard of
the progress of female emancipation in
Russia, hat it is somewhat of a novelty
to find the Russian hdics figuring in the
character of duelists, as was the case
not loDg since with two belles of Petigorsk,
a well known fashionable resort
on the northern slope of the Caucasus.
A dispute arose between the rival
beauties,'springing out of the attentions
paid to each in turn by a handsome
young cavalry officer quartered in the
that one of the A mason s* at"' Ieng tli^ifs-'
patched her maid to the other with a
formal challenge, which was instantly
accepted. The belligereots met without
seconds in a lonely place outsido
the town, each armed with a brace of
loaded pistols. Before, however, they
had even taken np their respective
positions, the trembling of the one
lady's hand caused her pistol to explode
prematurely, sending a bullet through
the dress of the other, who shriekod and
fell down in a swoon. The assailant,
frightened out of her wits, flung awuy
her weapen and rushed to raise the
supposed corpse ; but her ungrateful
antagonist, recovering her senses as
suddenly as she had lost them, clutched
her by the hair with ono hand, while
boxing her ears with the other in the
1 most energetic style. The firing having
now ceased, the battle proceeded
j band to hand. Locks of hair, ribbons,
r and shreds of clothing flew in every direction,
and but for the timely advent
of three or four policemen the affray
{ might have ended like the somewhat
, similar combat of Kilkenny cats. Tbe
military Lothario's only remark on
( hearing tbe story was ; "It's lucky
p they took to clawing each other instead
; of me."
r How Fortunes are Made Quick.
* The growlers assert that the recent
' rise in silver stocks does not make the
' times any bettor. As fast as lucky
5 operators clean up they rush off to San
r Francisco or tlio lakes to Bpend their
" money, and some are in such a hurry
' that they do not even settle their small
1 bills. A good many Comstockers who
c assert that Sierra Nevada was going to
3 $200 a share could not resist the tempta9
tion to realize at $35 and $40, and got
c nut. with a handsome Drofit.
A couple of Italian vegetable dealers
' on C., street realized $11,000 on a lot
? of this stock, which they had bought
r at $4 75 a share. They gave their
' store away to a friend, and will start
' for sunny Italy nest week.
9 A man who was dealing faro over the
* El Dorado saloon bought some of the
9 stock at $5. and induced every body
9 around the game to go in except ono
1 man, who 6aid that faro was good enough
7 for him All had sold out last Sat'urday
at $37, and are going off to have a
'' good time. The man who didn't buy
was a case-keeper, who says that he
> hasn't called the turn right in five years.
n Numbers of people who passed for
9 poor folks, aud were always ranked as
such, are now coming to the front and
J milliner mftnPV oat of old StOckinttS to
r-?B ?j --- ? ..
invest. Capital is coming out of its
* hole with a vengeance, and 820 pieces
e are swarming like flies who rush to flit
'* joyously in the warm sunshine, or stick
* in the seductive molasses jug, may be.?
h Virginia City (Nev.) Chronicle.
e As many as 7,000.000 persons in all
11 are computed to have died in the Chinl*
eso famine. The province of Shansi
I* alono is said to have lost 5,000.000 of
inhabitants in the last winter, in the
16 districts where tho distress is most sen
vere people prey upon eachother like wild
0 beasts; Jand in hundreds, or even thou""
sands of villages, seven-tenths of the
f population are already dead.
A Dream.
The editor eat in his arm chair in mu>
sings deep, and weary and worn he fell
asleep; his thoughts bad been running
on the promise made, "when cotton
comes in you will surely be paid." The
days of the spring and the summers as
well, were pulled through as editors only
can tell; but buoyed by hope and living
on air survived lie, and now the cotton
is here. The tale is a sad one, the subs
seem all fled, or fly as they sell, and he
sees not a 'red.' Asleep! while the
breezes play through his locks, and at
the door some one impatiently knocks,
and not only one but many another,
creditors all, ah ! there is the bother.
1 ,L.i I?
duc wnai id tnat sonna mat uicu&n uu
tha air, and makes his heart throb
while he dreams in his chair, subscribers
are trampiog who cotton have sold, they
are coming, yes, coming, with greenbacks
and gold. He wakes from hia dream
and looks all around, no subscriber is
seen, not a greenback is found, and, alas,
this poor editor falls prone on the ground,
and but for seme kind friend who
helped him to rise and spriogkled water
in his face be might have died in the
swonn. '
There is more truth than poetry in
this, reader, and if you owe us anything
please bring it in without farther notice,
and oblige yours truly,
A Wife's Skull as a Souvenir.
An English paper 6ays that a very
unpleasant discovery was made at Nimrs
a short time ago by the wife of a mason
who, while looking for some linen in one
or ner husband's Doxes, camo upon a ,
womnn'e skull. She at once requested
her husband to inform her how be came
into the possession of euoh a sinister
object, and when be told her that it was
a souvenir of his first wife, she begged
him to get rid of it, which, after some
hesitation, he consented to do. The
story got bruited abroad in the village,
and, on its coming to the cars of the
police, the mason was prosecuted for
"violating a burial place." The case 1
was tried before the local tribunal, and 1
from the evidence given it appeared that 1
the accused, hearing that the remains of
his wife, who died in 1871, were to be I
disintered, induced the Mayor of his
village to allow the grave digger to give '
him a part of the body that he might
'mi |
preserve it as a souveu-r. jliuj gravedigger
brought him the skull rolled up
iu a piece of cloth, and this the mason '
niouslv ureserved io a box. The tribn- 1
liai, llUIQlli'g luuv uut?utiviuatu nau util)
been guilty of any sacrilegious- act, acquitted
him, and this decission has baen
confirmed by the Court of Appeals at
Nimes.?Pall Mall Gazette.
PoisonsThe
poison so frequently used by the
Italians in the seventeenth century wa3
called "aqua tofana," from the namo of
the old woman Tofania, who made and
sold it in small fiat vials which she
called manna of St. Nioholas, on one
side of which was an image of the saint.
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one earned on mis iruuiu iur uau a vuutury
and eluded the police, but ou being
detected confessed that she bad been a
party in poisoning 600. people. Numerous
persons were implicated by her
of all ranks, and many of them were
publicly executed. All .. Italy was
thrown into a ferment, and many fled,
while persons of distinction, on conviction,
were strangled in prison. It appeared
to have been used mainly by
married women who were tired of their
husbands. Four or six drops were a
fatal dose but the effect was not sudden
and therefore not suspected. It
was as dear as water, but the chemists
have not agreed about its real composition.
A proclamation of the Pope describes
it as aquafortis distilled iuto arsenic,
and others considered it as a solution
of chrystalized arseoic. The senrat
nf ifq nrflnnrntinn was conveved to
Paris, where the Marchioness de Brinvaliers
poisoned her father and two
brothers, and she, with many others,
were executed; and the preparers of it
were burned at the stake.
A Beautiful Allegory.
Mr* Crittenden, of Ky., was once engaged
in defending a man who hadjbeen
[ indicted for a capital offenso. After an
elaborate and powerful argument, he
closed his effort with the following striking
and beautiful allegory:
"When God in his eternal council
conceived the thought of man's creation
he called to him the three ministers who
wait constantly upon the throne?Jus*
tice. Truth and Mercy?and thus ad
dressed them ; 'Shall we make man V
Then said Justice, '0 Qod make him not
for he will tramplo upon thy laws.'
Truth made answer, also: 'Oh; God,
make him not, for he will pollute thy
sanctuaries. But Mercy, dropping,
npou hef knees, looking up through her
tears, exclaimed; '0, God, make him?
I will watch over him with my care
through all the dark paths which he
may tread/ Then God made man, and
said to him, '0 man, thou art the child
of Mercy ; go and deal with thy brother."
Lieutenant Thomas A. Mahood, of
the Confederate army, was temporarily
stationed in Pennsylvania during the
war, where he fell in love with Miss
Gontry. The removal of the troops
seperated the lovers to meot no more,
but though both subsequently married,
Mr. Mahood is informed that his sweetheart
of fifteen years sgo recently died
at Philadelphia and left him part of her
fortune.
Blame not before you examine the
truth.
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White Elephants.
The oldest of ibe white elephants of
Siam, which was born 1770, died in its
temple at Bangkok in November last.
Every one knows that this famous eles
phant, before whom a whole people bow
the knee, is the emblem of the King of
Siam, Each white elephant possesses
its palace, a vessel of gold, and harness
resplendent with jewels. Soveral man'*
darins are attached to its service, andfeed
it with cakes and sugarcane. The
Ring of Siam is the only person befotw
whom it bends tbe knee, and a% similar
salutation is rendered it by the monarch.
The deceased idol has been accorded a
magnificent funeral. A hundred JBuddhist
priests officiated at the ceremony.
The three surviving white elephants,
preceded by trumpets and followed by
an immense concourse of people, accompanied
tbe fanoral to the banks of the,
Menam, where the king and his noble
lords received the mortal remains, which
were transported to the opposite bank
for burial. A procession of thirty vessels
figured at that curious ceremony.
All the floating houses ranged in double
file on the Menam, to tbe number of
over sixty thousand, were adorned with
flags of all colors and symbolical attributes.
To the Girls.
Never marry a man who has only his
love for you to recommend him. It is
very iascinating, out it aoes not make
the man. If he is not othy wise what
he should be, you will never be happy. x
The most perfect man wlio did not love
yon, should never be yoor husband.
But though marriage without love ia
terrible, love only will not do. If the
mao is dishonorable to other men, or
mean, or given to aoy vice, the time
will come when you will either loathe
him or sink to his level. It is hard to
remember, amidst Liases and praises,
that there is any thing else in the
world to be done or thought of but love
making; but the days of life are many,
and the husband ?-ust be a guide to be
trusted?a companion, a friend, as well
as a lover, Many a girl married a man
whom she knew to be anything but
good, 'because he loved her so.' And
the flame has died on the hearthstone
of home before long, and beside it there
has been sitting one that she could
never hope would lead her heavenward
?or who if she followed him aa a wife '
should, would guide her steps to perditiop.
Marriage ii a tolemu thing?a ^
"Is this Seat Occupied."
Ad old but vigorous looking gentleman,
seemingly from the rural districts,
got into a car and walked its full length
without receiving an invitation to sit
down. Approaching one gentleman
who bad a whole bench to himself, ho
asked : 'Is this seat occupied V 'Yes,
sir, it is/ impertinently replied the
other. 'Well/ replied the broad shouldered
agriculturalist, 'I will keep this
seat until tho gentleman comes.' The
original proprietor withdrew himself
haughtily to one end and looked iusul1
4 i. 1 *1 . 1 A _ x -
tea. Alter awnue toe train got in mo*
tion, and still nobody came to claim the
reat, whereupou the deep-chested agriculturalist
turned and said; 'Sir when
you told tbat this seat was occupied you
told me a lie'?such was his plain language
; 'I never sit near a liar if I can
avoid it; I would rather stand up.'
Then appealing to another party he
paid: 'Sir, may I sit next to you ?
You don't look liko a liar.' Wo need
hardly to say that be got his seat, and
that the original proprietor thought that
there was something wrong about our
social system.?Baltimore Gazette.
Schools.
ThA dftmnni] of thfi Nationals for
agricultural and mechanical schools, is
cue that will have to bo met sooner or
later by the dominant party. Our pub'*
lie schools have been too closely oonfined
to the branches that are most
necessary to the professional man. We
must educate youth for the farm and
the work shop just as we do for the
store, the bar, and the pulpit. It is
idle for us to wonder at tho boys deserting
country homes to seek occupations
in the city as long as their schooling
leads in that direction only. Some of
the States have agricultural colleges,
but that is not enough; there should be
agricultural and industrial schools as
well. Only in this way can the young
men of this country be brought to ap
predate the real dignity of labor, to
realize that there is do more honor on
the bench than in the field.? Champion.
A Gloom Caat O'er the Scene.
"Beautiful, beautiful silken hair,"
Philip murmured fondly, toying loving'
ly with one of her nut-brown tresses,
"soft as the plumage on an Angel's wing,
li>cht as the thistle down that dances on
the Hummer air ; the shimmer of sunset,
the glitter of yellow gold, the rich red
brown of autumnal forests blend in entrancing
beauty in its?" And just
then it csme off in his bands, and he
forgot just what to say next. There
was a moment of profound silence, and
then Aurelia took it from him and went
out of the room with it. When she
came backjhe was gone. They meet
hnt thflT meet as straoeers. and
the eyes that were wont tow beam upon
each other with the awakened love
light, now glare as though life was an
eternal wash day.?Burlington Hawkeye,
No one can be gre&tjrbo ii not virtuous.