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> ' '' . - i.v .. -f >t ? 't)>P* .. > '' * -*V'; v ' .- ' & . ' ' _ ''. ' ' "" Ui | ^ ' - - . ? : ?r?:??:?-? ~ ' VOL. XXXVII. CAMDEN, S. C., .FEBRUARY 20, 1879. NO. 31, - - r * V ' 4 V V * (fawtlen Knmtal, PUBLISHED EVERY THURSDAY ?AT? CAMDEN, S. C., -,I- i C. C. ALEXANDER. @iU)Horlptlon llatesr (IN advance ) One Year $2.00 Six Months 1.00 That's Mj Boy I Big bine oyee with roguish twinkle; Dimples ever running riot; Busy tongue that's never quiet; . "Forehead fair, with ne'?. a wrinkle; Olust'ring hair of sonny hue; Nose a little snub, 'tis true? That's my boy! Fnn and mischief never stopping; Teasing now for " pants and boots. And a truly gnn that shoots," Kisses on my cheek fast dropping? Then away with shoot and hop? Till I cry: "Oh mercy, stop !" Thai's my boy ! Never ending, still beginning; Po ckets foil of dirt and crumbs; Crazy over horns and drums; Noise in all things ever winning; Bragging ho of "Jim" is master, WhJ'e I run for white court-plaster? Tbat'B my boy ! Do you hear a fearful noise ? Do you Boent a burning smell ? Do you hear a curdling yell Loud enough for twenty boys? Do you hear wbiie at your praj ers, Some oue tumbling down the stairs ? That's my boy! Bo it goes -some pain, some pleasure. < TTUUUCI X. fcWiAl WCU Biivt D4UI1V, Will it b6 thus all the while? Joyfand grief in equal measure? Shall I cry, in bitter sorrow, In some dread, far-off tc-morrow, That's my boy ? Ah, no, no! Mothers' eyes look far ahead. And mine see, with tender pride, By a 3 ray-haired woman's side One whom, now that years have sped, Brave, yet gentle, is her stay; One of whom Bhe'll proudly say, That's my boy! Cora K Campbell Siberry. TEN DAYS IN LOVE. It was a oold night in January. Peo-1 1 : -1 rv. 1 pio wire uurrjmg aiuug tuiuu^u wa* blindiDg snow-storm, battling with the wind that bowled and moaned out by turns its story of woe. Huge Remington and his friend Wil Hams, glad to be oat of the storm, hao settled themselves in gown and slippers for a quiet evening at home. The shatters were olo6ed and the curtains drawn, and on either side of the hearth was, piaoed tbr> favorite chair of each. These friends had lived together in their bachelor quarters for more than two # years. Everything in the apartment .showed refined taste and wealth. Sonje ( said that it all belonged to Hagb, ami " that he mate 2ft. floine for his friend. No one, however, knew this to be trae. Hagh was quiet and reserved, seldom ( spoke of his affairs to any one, never i laid any special claim to anything, bnt allowed it to appear that all things were equally shared. After the evening papers ! had been read and discussed, the two J sat talking of days gone by, of littltepisodes in their lives. Hngh was in a talking mood, and had told several good ! stories of his past life; stopping end- . denly, he exclaimed: " Did I ever tell yo* of my love for 1 the widow ?" " No," replied Williams. " Let's 1 have it." 1 " Well," said Hugh, taking another cigar and looking very serious as he ' leaned back in his great easy-ohair, " I met her in Paris." " Met who?" " Ob, never mind who. Be content ' that I am tviling you the story, and < don't ask for names. I thought of her i as ' the widow.' It is a suffloient title." "Well, I won't interrupt. Goon." So Hugh continued: "Iwas calling upon my old friend 1 Mrs. Lee, and while waiting for the 1 servant to take her my card, an odd . piece of brie a-brae standing in the j corner of the room attracted my atten tion. 1 got np and went over* to ex- ? amine it. Wiiile thus engaged, the door opened. I turned, thinking that ] it was Mrs. Lee, when, oh! what a ' beauty met my sight f?so small that 1 the looked like a child, large deep blue ' eyes that came out from under a mass t of light golden curls, a small nose, and < a rosebud of a mouth. She was dressed in deep mourning, and I thought, as I ] looked at her,-that I bad never seen a i more beautiful picture. She didn't see i me until I made a slight movement, i whioh startled her. Coming forward, I i said: i " I frightened you, did I not?" "Yes; I was not aware that there was any one in the room. You are waiting for Mrs. Lee ?" And Bhe gave me the sweetest of smileB, showing a most perfect row of treth. " Before I could answer, Mrs. Lee appeared, and introduced us. Mrs. was making Mrs. Lee a short visit prior to her departure for America. I was glad of that, as I should then have the pleasure of seeing her again. "The evening passed only too quickly, and I arose with au apology for staying so late. Mrs. Lee invited me to dine with them informally the next day. She said her friend preferred being quiet, bo they should be qpite alone. You may be sure that ^accepted the invitation, and was there promptly at the hour. The widow was more oharming than on the previous evening. I longed -to stop the hours from rolling on. Having been in the habit of dropping in at Mrs. Lee's at all hours, my frequentalmost daily?visits were not noticed as anything strange or unusual. Mrs. Lee thanked me for ooming to- them in their ? ? -?1?? A mi/^Anr menU W A OUOilUCOO) PL1U UJJO WtUUW TT? U1U me one of her sweet smiles, and I was thankful in my inmost heart that they were lonely, and that it fell to my lot to cheer tbem. So the weeks passed, until the time came for the departure of Mrs. Lee's friend. " Now I had intended passing a month or two in England before coming home, but when I found that the widow was to return in ten days, I began to think that my duty called me back to my business. The more I thought of it, the more im portanfc it seemed to me to go. "'Do you know of any one going on the 15th?' the widow asked me one evening, in her dove-like way. " No one but myself,' I answered. Business Las called me sooner than I expected.' " How delightful!' from the widow ; while Mrs. Lee exclaimed, 'Oh, Mr. Remington, I am so glad! I couldn't bear the idea of my friend going entirely alone, and you of all others will know best how to take care of her.' "We then began to make our plans. Mrs. intended miking a visit of a few days to some friends in London. I was going direct to Liverpool. Mrs. Lee and I drove down to see our friend off, and I looked forward to the pleasure of meeting her on board the steamer. My last day in Pars were spent in saying ' good-bye' to old friends, and buying presents for sister Nell and the children. I got every nouveaute that I nnnld find, and felt well pleased with mj selection. At last I was on the steamer, and stood looking at the ship move away. By my side was the widow, and I tbonght that I had never seen her look bo lovely. I exulted in the knowledge that she* knew no one board. I was her only friend, consequently I should have her all to myself; this was (so I said to myself) what I had for weeks been longing for. Was I in love? That' question had not occurred to me. .1 felt supremely happy, and thought the situation delightful. I was ready to do anything for this fair creature. She had only to command; I was all eagerness to obey. I soon had opportunities of showing my devotion. "The following morning I eame ont on deck very early, and was surprised to find my little lady already there. She looked very miserable and very pretty. The morning salutations over, I asked her how she had slept. " I haven't slept at all," she said, in a fretful, childish way, which I thought charming. 'Such a noise all night,' she continued, ' I could not get to sleep; ? jh 11- -? t siju uie b luc j18 iuc d11lijjij uicouiiu, a i mast have another room. I'd rather sit tip here all night tban sleep in that horrid place again. Don't yon think, Mr. Remington, if yon asked the captain 9t somebody, he wonld give me another stateroom ?' and her big eyes looked inquiringly into mine. " Oertainly,-' I said. *1 will goat once and see about it, and if there is no other, yon shall change with me. Take my room, which is a good one, and as I don't mind either noise 01 smells, yonr room will suit me well enough.'" Here Hugh leaned over his chair to knock the ashes off his cigar, and said to his friend: "X must have had it pretty bad?eh, Williams??to have said that, for yon know that I can't endure either a bad odor or a loud noise. But I forgot everything when under the influenoeof those eyes, and .when she exclaimed, 'Oh, no; I couldn't lot yon do that,'! felt that my fate was sealed, and that 1 should take the noise and the smells. " The next thingr that I discovered wjip that my lady had no sea chair. There was only one left, and tnat naa net u spoken for; but I paid donble the amoun* and the chair was mine. " You are eo kind, Mr. Remington,' she said. ' I don't know what I should have done without you. I am not fit to travel alone,' she added,in ohildish tones. " I longed to press her to my heart and tell of my love; and if Bhe would but let me, it would be the joy of my life to care for her. I looked all this; I am sure I did. But there were toe j many people around for me to speak. She sat with her hands folded is her lap, | and looked divinely unconsoious. " The third day out the weather be same bitterly cold. "'I am almost frozen,'said Mrs. . ' What shall I do ? I hove nothing to wrap around me, and shall have to stay below, and, oh dear! it is so unoomfortable there!' The face tamed ap to mine was that of a Bpoiled child. " Now I had a fine English rug, which I had used at night, for you know everything at sea is so horribly damp. It had been a great comfort to me, and I knew that I should miss it. But what of that ? I couldn't see the woman I loved suffer. 3o I got it, and tucked her all up in it. Her delicious smile repaid me fcr the sacrifice. "4Oh, how nice!' she said, as she put her hands under the warm rug. 4 It 3eems to me, Mr. Remington, that you bave everything to make one comfortible. I never heard of Buch a man. I sm so glad that I came under your ?re.' " I was so love-stricken that I did not reflect upon her apparent unconscious cess of the fact that I had deprived myself of these comforts in order th t she 9hould be made comfortable. She seemed to take it for granted that I was a sort of traveling missionary, with extra wraps, staterooms, chairs, and anything else that one might need ; and I was each a slave to her fascinatioDS that, had she asked me to do the impossible, I should have attempted it. 'Every day I had it upon my lips to tell her of my love. Each day courage forsook me. "We walked the deck day after day. She would put her little soft hand on my arm in the most confiding way, look up from under her curls, laugh her low, sweet laugh, and ask the most childish, 'innocent questions. "We were walking this way on the sixth day oul;, I had carefully rehearsed my part, and was about to tell my story. Her conversation seemed to lead to it, for she said: ' 'You will come to Bee me when you are in New York, won't you, Mr. Remington ?' "'Nothing,' I said, 'would give me greater pleasure.' '' You will oome often ? Promise to dine at our house once a week. You won't forget me?' and the blue eyes sought mine. "I looked into them, and my look told what my tongue had refused to say. I pressed the little hand close to my heart, and after a pause said, below my breath, ' Forget you I* and I was about to pour forth my love when she gave a little scream, and cried, ' Oh, my vail!' There, sure enough, was the confounded hlne thine sailinc before the wind, and all the passengers, it seemed to me. after it Of oourse I had to go too, and make believe to capture it I never bated anything so much as I did that yard of bine gauze. I couldn't go back and continue my story from where it was broken off, and indeed Jthe widow seemed quite shy of me. " The incident had given the passen gers an opportunity to speak to her, and when I joined her (without the vail, for I it had, I hope, struck bottom) she was : surrounded by a group of people. I < had no chnnoe that day,?nor the next, to i get her to myself. I tried to think of t something that Ioould door show her that J would amuse and detain her. It seemed i as though I had exhausted all my resources, when at last a brilliant idea ! occurred to me; I would show her ! the presents I had brought for sister i Nell. They were all in my little sea i trunk, and I knew that she couldn't re- i sist their attractions. She oame up on i deck bright and D^ontuu i as ever. j "'Isn't it delightful,' she said, 'to < think that to-morrow we shall be at home ? I can hardly wait for the time < to oome; and yet*?and heir voioe dropped into the dearly-loved soft tone?'the voyage has been a most charming one, owing to your kindness,' she added, brightly. "I longed to launch forth my tale of lore, but thinking it more prudent to ' wait until I had secured her wholly to myself, I asked her, in the most o.rdi- 1 nary manner, if she wouldn't enjoy looking at some little trinkets that I Iliad * picked np in Paris. Her eyes sparkled. 1 "'Yes, indeed,' she said. 'Nothing oonld be more delightful than to get a < glimpse of Paris while at sea.' i " I went below and got all my pre tty I nouveautea, and brought them up to her. Placing a chair in a quiet oorner, and well hid from the other people, then i drawing mine np beside her, I begun 1 showing, one by one, my oollection of 1 odd things. j "' Where (fid you get te em, mr. .Remington? I hunted all over Paris, laid found nothing half so pretty. What exquisite porte bonheurs!' and she slip]>ed one after another of my oarefally-chosen < bracelets on to her little plump wrists, and turned them first on one side and then on the other. ' "I knew Nell's taste, and had . searched for something uncommon, and was well pleased with what I had < bought Put Nell and everything were y forgotten with this bewitching creature j by my side, and when Bhe made a move j to take them off, I said, ^laughingly, of r course, * Oh, don't disturb them; they ' look so well where they ars, and it is so J pleasant, you know, to get a glimpse of * Paris while at sea.' 1 '* She kept them on, and 1 opened ( the other boxes. There were rings, , crosses, medallions, chatelaines and many other ornaments oi ourious de- f sign. The widow deoked herself, and ( was in high glee. A child oould not ( have enjoyed it more. I watched her , with loving eyes, told her where each one came from, and helped fasten them , on. ' j "' I feel like an Indian princess,' she i ( ot??1 nnoht to linvA a t,hron? and a i i ?.? ?a-- - ?- - . [ crowd- of luisahng courfeeK?,'-afce?the?< picture would be complete.' "'Can't you imagine a throne?' I sfiid,' and take me for kneeling courtiers Wouldn't my love compensate for the admiring crowd?' "She looked up quickly, and was about to answer, when cne of those eternal old bores that, no matter when you cross, are always to be found on shipboard, came up, and began telling of his early reminiscences; what these a was twenty years ago?as though the sea bad ever changed?and how, when he had first crossed, his friends never expeoted to see him again. He had made his will, and they parted as though he were to be forever lost to them. I assure you that I silently wished in my heart that he had never turned up again. Without saying a 1 word, I got up, took my boxes, and left ' my Indian princess. I was thoroughly 1 angry with the old fellow for interrupt 1 ing our tete-a-tete, and seriously annoy- 1 ed with Mrs. for listening to and nnswerinc him. I made un mv mind 5 that that game had been played long enough. I would ask her the simple question the first chance I got, and know my fate at once. Bat the chance did not come as soon as I expected it would. "She went to her room with a sick headache, so she said, and I paced the ' deck alone. We were along way up the harbor when she made her appearance the following day. She said that she had hurried with her packing, thinking that we were nearer than we really were to ] the city. I " ' Oh, Mr. Remington, I had no op- < portunity of returning your jewelry, 1 and so I paeked them with my things. ] But you are eoming, you know, to dine with me on Snturday, and I will then give them to you.' ' < "'Certainly,' I said. 'There is no ' time for us to ohange them now. Wear 1 them until I see yon again.' < If 1" hn/1 Inllv ma/In nn mvr tlinf 1 as I had been baffled so often, Iwould ( now wait until I had seen her in her own < home before I opened my heart to her, I or rather before I asked her my fate. 1 She already knew my heart. There was no time to talk ; all was exoitement; we 1 were rapidly approaching; handker- 1 chiefs were waving from the docks. The | widow was straining her eyes, and suddenly leaving me and going further forward, I saw her throw a kiss. How I longed to oatch it I I looked with jealous eyes to see who would take it up and answer it. Foremost among the crowd was a great big man?six feet, and broad in proportion, It was he who was returning her kisses. Gould it be her brother, or was it a friend, and this i merely a pleasant greeting from a distenoe? "I watched him come on board, and what did the big idiot do but catch her up in his arms?my sweet one, whom, though loving, I had never dared to touch?and kiss her over and over again ! I could have knocked him down. " On drawing near to them, 1 saw that neither of them noticed me. She had forgotten my existence. With a hftart-sink fAolinc I tnrned awav. Was this to be the end ? Why had I oome home? I could hear them talking, though too miserable to listen. They came nearer, and the same soft voice that I loved so dearly Baid: 'Mr. Remington, I have been talking about you, telling how good and kind you have been and how utterly forlorn I should have been had you not always looked out for my oomfort. I have come to thank you, and my husband wants to thank you too.' " Her husband 1 treat heavons ! iv . ;..i And I thought she wan a "widow, nod made loye to her I.. I listened an though in a dream, and*denoed unpleasant one it wail, too. I believe he thanked me, and she praised, and he thanked again, and then they urged me to oome i to see them, and she said: ' Don't forget Saturday/ " Whether 1 said anything,or whether I reaiaihed mnte, is more than I can telh C was like a man asleep, and had to giye i mysdlf a good*shake, to oome oat of the < nightmare that I Was in. When I looked : uronnd. she- -they were gone." Here Hash stopped as though he had finished; b it bis friend Williams,whose yoriosity was aroused, asked. " Did you dine/with her on Saturlay?" "No; I sent a regret" . i " Have you eveaeeen her since ?" " No; never." " What became of your nouveautes de ( Paris T* "* j "Nell went without them, as 1 went i without my English robe." I "Ton don't mean that uhe never sent hem to you ?" "I never gave her my address, and >he was not supposed to know where I ivas." " i Williams didn't like to ask any more < questions, and Hugh remained quiet for i time. Then rousing himself and get- i ing out of his ohair, he said: " I have never made hive since, and " 1 UJHaw laviAlt CI IP al mowfl orm'/l 1 ? Wildl a U1HK71 IB Ugu ,14. UITHJU W f V*V? vomen in deep mourning. And now as ;he fire has gone out wilih my story, I dusk we had better go to bed."? Warper's Weekly. "The Highland Beauty." In an article on ''Coasting," by 0. A. Stephens, in Youth's Companion, a deKsription is, riven 6t^ the different kinds . >f sleds used in this winbiir sport. The vriter describes one sled in particular, ihus: Probably the finest double-runner I iver seen in thisootmtry, or any ormntry, vas rnado by Dr. Fowler, of Boston Highlands, and ia, now tli.e property of ; Mr. Francis Alger, of South Boston, ' rhe construction o'this really beautiful . deasttre carriage (tor it seems hardly prope r to oall it a Sled) has occupied its . nakei's leisure time for three aud a < lalf years. It waaplaoed on exhibition , U the reoent mechanic's fair in Boston, sherd it attracted much attention. It is oyer thirteen feet in length, will ieat ten persons, ant weighs three hun "nil fltl-rr nAn>,4i Vaf if mnvM g/1 UOU uuu U4VJ *V? ?* MAVtVH "w easily that two or tliree boys can readily Iraw it np hill. J The materials oif^rhich it is made are , vhite oak, white Jralnut, steel, gun netal and bronze. *hough highly ornanented, it ia built T the very strongest , manner, and wi!LJi|doj'-^_-t*nd yearn ! . ;?l it .1 ii pet wonderfully,5 tJRng, steel-shod and t tteel-braced sledi .lapport the elegant , "seat-board," vhi K, with its foot-rail in each side andjr ftshed hand-rods, is strongly trussed^ Band cushioned in green velvet oveeiiKtie rubber tubing. , At the forwarffiuA of the seat-board ire the steering-diAel, the lanterns and the foot-break. The Bteering-wheel, ' whiob resembles the plated brake of a 1 Irawing-room car, turns the forward ded upon a rocker, provided with what h termed a " universal joint," while by means of a foot-brake and chain, two ' strong steel points wording insiae me runners of the hind sled, are plunged , into the road-bed, thns arresting the , speed at will. At the rear end of the onshioned seat ihere is a low "knee-board" for a ; footman, whose business it maybe to start off the vehiole when the silvery stroke of a gong shall give the signal to jo. f Taken altogether, this double-runner ( s a remarkable piece of work, not only for oostliness and strength, but for symmetry and elegance. It has evidently t>een made by a man who has devoted himself to the task con amore. It does the eye good to look at it, and it has been very happily christened "The Highland Beauty." The oost is said to have been about a thousand dollars. His First ani Las'; Case. I studied law onoe in the Wasltington law school. In faol;, I was admitted to the bar. I shall never forget my firtt case. Neither will my client I was called upon to defend a young man for passing counterfeit money. I knew the young man was innooent, because I gave him the money to paBS. Well, th are was i hard feeling against the young man in the county, and I pleaded for a change cf vanue. I made a great plea for it I can remember, even now, how fine it was. It was filled with ohoioe rhetoric and passionate oratory. I quoted Sent, and Blackntone, and Littleton, and oited precedent after preoedent from the digest of State reports. I wound np with a tremendous argument, an Lid the applause of all the younger members of the bar. Then, sanguine of success, I stood and awaited the judge's decision. It soon came. The judge looked me full in the faoe and said: "Your argument is good, Mr. Perkins, very good, and I've beau deeply interested in it; and when a case comes up that year argument fits, I shall give your remarks all the consideration that they merit* Sit down 1" XXII8 IS Wily X gave up uie law wiu resorted to writing for the newspapers.? Eli Perkins. \ Strange Bequest. Mr. John R. Reed is the gas man and captain of the supernumeraries at the Walnut street theater in Philadelphia, where he has served for fifty-four years withont being absent from one performance. He has made a will in whioh is this provision: "My head shall be severed from my body, and my body shall be placed in a vault, but the head ehall be brought to the Walnut street theater, there to be used as the skull in 'Hamlet,' and I do bequeath my head to the said Walnut street theater for that purpose." When asked bis reason^for making such a bequest, he said: " Well, I love the theater, and when the bad Hamlets oome 'round 111 prompt (hem on the grave scene. But, seriously, I want my head to stay on this stage, where it has. with my hands, done *er ice for over naif a century." \ TIMELY TOP&S. The Journal of Chemistry says that qo European nation is so advanced as Italy in its methods of teaching agriculture. Matrimony and love-making through the columns of the newspapers are on the rise in Germany and Austria. Vienna and Berlin newspapers hare agencies for such purposes, and the business, reported to be profitable, is carried out on a cash basis. Mrs. Mary Holbrook, who died in Massachusetts a few days ago, aged ninety-three years, was a remarkable woman. When seventy-five years old she began the manufacture of tidies, whioh found ready sale in Boston, and were so much sought for thai she was nhlicmd f-r< fimnlrw Rflveral old ladies to do the ooarser work, while she filled in the finer parts with her own hands. In this way, np to her ninetieth year, she netted $6,000 from her sales. The Oity of Jfexioo is a lazy plaoe, according to a Chicago Times correspondent, who aooompanied the visiting committee from the United States. "The hotels are languid," he says; "so are the restaurants, the theaters, the pnblio offices and the barber shops. Ihe business houses have an air of perpetual waiting upon Providenoe. The olerkB act like weary anglers looking patiently for a 1 rise.' A generation of American enterprise might revolutionize all this and rouse the metropolis from her tranoe." Chief Joseph, of the Nez Peroes Indians, when in Washington, was asked what, of all the works of civilization seen in his first trip to the East, had impressed him the most. It was exAUAI V? A twAnlrl nam A f.V?A rtflm'f/ll i/wwu vuav uv itviuvi uimmw but h 3 replied, without a moment's hesitation, that the most wonderful thing he had ever seen or dreamed of was the bridge over the Mississippi river at St. Louis. He oould build a mountain of stone like the capitol, he eaid, but he oould not build a spider's web chat would stand alone in the air. He was afraid to cro6s it; but he saw that the pale faces were not afraid, so he wrapped his blanket around him and trembled as the train went over. This story is told in a Borne letter to a French journal: One morning Leo XIII. was about to eat some raw eggs, ssis his wont every morning, and requested Commander Sterbini, the gentleman serving him, to bring some salt to take with them. Sterbini, presenting the salt cellar on a solid silver tray, accidentally let it slip from his hauls, and the salt fell?but only on the tabl^. _Tl^e pope, rose immediately, jaretully "looking to se6 whether any of he grains had reached the ground. " Only see," he said, " the salt is upset, and had it fallen on the ground I believe I should not have got over to day." He then took out a pocketbook and noted the fact, observing at the same Lime that "we shall see whether we shall not have the loss of some beloved cardinal to daplore before long." Nine days after, the sad news of Oardinal Asqnini's death reached the Vatican, ind the pope, handing to Sterbini his pocketbook, requested him to read iloud to those around the note he had made nine davs before. Then breaking the silence, he said, "Had the salt been scattered on the floor instead of npon the table, as was the case, verily [ believe I should be standing now before the judgment seat!" A Dog Thawed Back to Life. A family residing in the southern port mfv C.n/1 a riof After and A A. id doff \Jl UUO U1WJ UHU H ?wOI ? c was provided with all the comforts his canine nature required. Bnt one day during the late cold visitation he had got out of doors without its being discovered for some time, and then he was found on his back and frozen stiff in death, as was naturally supposed. The lady of the house, on ascertaining the pet's condition, and satisfied of his death, directed her little son to throw the body over the fence, when the boy suggested that they should place it by the fire and try to thaw it back to life ; aud, placing the apparently defunct dog on a rug, the little son oommenced chafing the paws, aud nose. The mother, forcing open the dog's mouth sufficient ly, poured down hifl throat some hot whisky, and signs of returning animation began to be manifested, and in due time the little animal was on his legs again, and is now, it is elaimed, as suooessful a live dog as can be found anywhere. This may seem rather a tough story, but the head of this family, a gentleman well known on 'change and of undoubted veracity, says it is a faot,? St, Louis Republican. /> * An Eagle -arries Off a Pig. For several days past the resident farmers in the northwestern portion of this oounty have marked the presence of an eagle skimming the heights in their neighborhood, and a Mr. Stringer, a Tarrant oounty knight of the ran, anxious to capture this king of birds, shouldered his fowling-piece yesterday morning and laid for the bird on the open prairie, at a point about two miles northwest of the town, where a small herd of young pigs were innocently grazing on the green sward. The bird came soaring along, and when a point had been reached nearly perpendicular to the head of the swine, as it were, the old 44 National " swooped down and around the surface of an inverted imaginary pyramid, and. sinking its talons deep into the interior composition of a thirtypound pig, started heavenward. The asoension was tedious aud slow, and gave ample time for Stringer to draw ? bead, and when a height of thirty or forty feet had been reaohed he banged away and bored a noie clean tnrougn our American monstrosity. The pig and eagle tumbled tolerably well together to the surface?both dead.?Fort Worth (Texas) Democrat. A lawyer, badgering a witness, said sternly: *" I believe, sir, you have served a sentence in the State prison ?" " Yes," was the unconcerned reply, "I was in the State prison, and I had the misfortune to ocoupy the cell your brother had bad." v California's Latest Marvel. The Tuolumne (Cal.) Independent says: " A. Gardner has dieoovered a mammoth cave in the dividing ridge between the south branch and mam Stanislaus rivers, two miles above the junction and one mile northerly from Pine Log, at an elevation of about 1,800 feet above the river. The disoovery was made under the following very peculiar ciroumstanoes, in which an insignificant squirfel figures very conspicuously: On the 1st of December, 1878, Gardner says he was engaged in working his plaoer claim, which is distant 300 feet from the entrance of the eave. A squirrel perched itself upon a tree near by, and commenced to chatter and spit acorn shucks at him. This he considered a challenge to fight it out on that line. So he repaired to his cabin, armed himself with . a double-barreled shotgun, marched oat and faoed his diminutive antagonist. The fight opened with a spirited skirmish of both parties, and ended after Gardner had fired seven rounds at his sqnirrelahip?the seventh jnat as his little tormentor was disappearing in the dark recesses of a crevice in the ledge above his olaim. ' He pHrsned it to its retreat, and then oommenoed searching in the crevice to disoover, if possible, the hiding-place of his vanquished foe, bnt failed. The search, however, resulted in the discovery of the greatest natural wonder ip the county, and perhaps in the State, as future develope ments in that direction may prove, in its olass. So doses the history of itsdisoovery. It is adorned with decorations of dazzling beauty, unsurpassed in character on the Pacific slope. The entranoto the cave is situated at the base of a bluff, aud eighty feet above the gulob, and access is had through a crevice in the ledge, three feet in width by six feet in length. Descending by ladder ten feet, you reach the floor of an inclined archway, dipping at an angle of thirtyfive degrees, from twenty to thirty feet in height by thirty feet in width. Descending the incline, which is 100 feet in length, we reach the floor of the grand archway, from forty to sixty feet in beiirht. varvine in width from twenty to thirty feet, from which radiate scores of similar arohways, leading to spacious chambers, with their lofty ceilings draped with brilliant stalactites, that glitter and sparkle in the light of a lamp like gems of ocean waves of which we read. The floors and walls of this subterraneous hall are entirely coated with stalagmites, pure crjatalizationi We can best describe this crystal formation in this wise: For instanoe, it resembles in makeup and appears to the vision like a sheet of snow lying loosely in large flakes on a pane of glass. We visited, under guidanoe of the discoverer, many large chambers, of which the grandeur aid brilliancy baffledescription^ 4?Qr rambles through the subterraneous archways continued" Tor four hours." Theories Regarding a Fire. The other day when a house on Fifth street took fire and was saved by the firemen in a damaged condition, they set aKnnf fr wirier In rHfirtnver thfl Cause OI the aocident, and in so doing questioned varions inmates of the family. The head of the house had his theory all ready. " It is my opinion," he began, " that some enemy of mine climbed to the roof and emptied coals on the Bhingles." The idea was laughed at and the wife said: "Well, there was a lamp up stairs, but it was not lighted. Now if the rats got hold of matches and tried to light that lamp they would just as quiok throw a lighted matoh on the bed as to blow it out. I don't say tbey set the house a-fire on purpose, but you know how careless rats are." That theory didn't hold with the firemen and the oldest daughter was called upon. "I expect it was spontaneous combustion," she began. V You see in my room up stairs, whore the fire broke out, wu; T 9i mere was a noie in ine cmmnt>y. ? muu t like the smoke coming in my room and so I staffed, the hole fall of straw. It may be that the straw and the mortar and the brioks caused spontaneous combustion." The firemen were about to accept her theory when the small boy of the family came up and said: "I know all about it. Te see, Bill Smith he was on the shed a-heavin' snowballs at dogs. Tom, the feller with one arm, was in the barn playin' with my goat. That Tarner gal she was on the fence ont there callin' us names, and her mother had the olothes line and was tryin* to lasso a stick of wood off a wagon in the alley. I went down oellar to see if my mud-turtle bad got away, and I was jest tiyin* to set the cat on him when I heard father fall down stairs and mother give a yell, and that's how the house got a-fire, and now I won't have to go to school for "six weeks."?Detroit Free Press. A Temperance Movement in New York. The immense extent of intemperanoe among our business ranks, says a New York correspondent, has Btartled thinking men with deep alarm. The habit has reached such an extreme as to threaten general destruction, and hence the present deep consciousness of the need of reform. To place a young maD, indeed, in the New York business community, is to subject him to fearful tomptation, since the motto of the day seems to be "everybody drinks." The ' flmnamriAfl mnvAmAnt is intflndfid to meet this appalling danger. Hence the pledge is not to drink during business hours, and also neither to give nor accept "treate." It is also proposed anma Ainntra Ho nmvided which are not of an intoxicating natnre. This recalls the fact that there was a time when the word " ooflfee-honse" was a reality. At present, however, it is synonymous with barroom. Perhaps New York business men, like the merchants and wits of London in old times, may eventually limit themselves to coffee and tea, but before this can be done the fieroe excitement which marks their operations must be abated. A Nevada woman scolded her Chinese servant for not properly oleaning a fish, and going into the kitchen soon after found him energetically waahing it with brown soap. . ! s" ... :.VA ' ADVERTISING RATESt Time. 1 in. % col. K ??i- 1~coT 1 Week 9 1.00 $ 6.00 $ 0.00 $16.00 2 ?. 1.76 7.80 12-06 20.00 o ? 2.00 9.00 15.26 24.00 4 * 300 10.50 18no 27.50 5 ? 3.50 11.75 20.50 81.00 r. - .. .. 4.00 12-60 22.75 34.00 7 " 4 60 18.25 24.75 S7.n0 8 " 5.00 14.00 26.00 40 00 3 months. 6.50 17.00 82.00 50.00 4 " 7.60 19.00 89.50 59.00 6 " a50 24.00 4a00 84.00 9 " 9 50 80.00 59 00 105.00 . 12 " 10.25 35.00 68.00 120.00 <ST Transient advertisements most be aocom p&nied with the cash to insure insertion. ITEMS OP INTEREST. Twins are the parapets of a house. y Home stretoh?Over a mother's knee. Dress reform?Turning a silk dress. A fare proposition?" Ticket, please.' Boston's population is given at 878,810. It is safer'to bear a hng than to hng a bear. Oapt. Exam Saint is a i .ember of the legislature of Indiana. Dr. Carver, the marksman, and his wife, have gone to England. In Japan the landlord reoeives onesixth the produce of the land. s More men worry and fret themselves crazy over taxes than over love. Some wasps sting twenty-four hours after they have been out in two. ?~?? Science enumerates 558 species of organic forms in the air we breathe. Laborers' wages during the thirteenth oentury were fifty cents per week. Opticians are well-behaved men and never make spectacles of themselves. The gradual mode of seasoning is the most favorable to the strength and dura bility of timber. " Postponed on account of the wether,' m as the boy said when the ram chased him J[I out of the orohard. The Arkansas wild grapevine is gathered and shipped to France to be used . for grafting Btook. Felicity is not acquired with facility. Neither is a foothold on the outside of a slippery pavement. What is the difference between a crim inal and windfall fruit ? One is a iaion and the other fell off. It is well to remember that repeated shooks of^alectricity will revive a person dying from an overdose of chloroform. What is the differenoe between a successful lover and his rival. The one kisses his miss, and the other misses his kiss. The most stupendous canal in the world is in China, which is over 2,000 miles long, and passes through forty two cities. The leg of a " Granther Gray beard " (whioh is a specios of spider) retains its vitality one or two days after being sev ered from the body. The Atlanta Constitution estimates that during the past two seasons the farmers of Georgia have paid out $8,000,000 for mules. There was a young man of Palmyra, Sat down alongside of his Myra ; They had jaet doused the glim When the parent oame in, And the young man achieved his hegira. ?Burlington Eaxckrye. During the year 1878 the business transacted at the Oil City (Fa.) oil exchsnpe ap"/rc (^.7^ 4^0 The average price was $1.17} pWOHSjch which would make the value of thetcHWB? transactions 889,450,000. . The Butcher Boj and the Baker's tiirl It was down in the veast part of the oity. He was a burly butcher boy?she was the pie-oua daughter of a German baker next door, with eyes like currants and her yellow hair twisted on the back of her head l'ke a huge cruller. They leaned toward each other over the backbone of the separating railing. He was casting sheep's eyes at her, while hers turned to him with a provocating rolL " Meat me to-night beef-fore quarter to ten," he said. "Oh, doughnut ask it," said she. " I make no bones about it," said he. 4' You're not well-bread," said she. fl 44 Only sweet bread," said he. " Don't egg me on," said she. "I never sausage a girl Don't keep ^ me on tender-hooks I" said he, quite \ chopfallen. " Why don't you wear the dear flour I gave you ? asked she. "Pc?*V.nnni V asked he. " Oh, knead I say ?" asked she. M . "That don't suet me," said he. 1 "You're crusty. I only wanted to cracker joke," 6aid she. " You gave me a cut ? the cold ahoulder," said he. " Ah, you don't loaf me 1" sighed she. " Veal see. I cleave to you and no mis-steak?if you have money," said he. "I can make a-bun-danoe," said she. "Then no more lamb-entations,"said he. You shall be my rib 1" " Well done I" said she. And their arms embraced like a pretzel. So his cake was not all dough; she likes a man of bis kidney; and being good livers, they will no doubt live on the fat of the land. This world is a queer jumble, but love seems "bread in the bone." The Labor of Catting Leaves. One of the minor miseries of human -4 life is the necessity that is laid upon the readers of magazines, and of divers weekly, monthly and other journals, of cutting the leaves thereof. The amount of time consumed in this searoh after hidden treasure, and of force expended therein, is no mean consideration in these utilitarian days. The literature of the world in all the classes which we have mentioned, reducing quarterlies, bi-monthlies and weeklies to monthlies, cannot be less than 2,000,000 oopies a month. Not less than ten leaves to a oopy may be deemed a fair average. The cutting of each of these 2,000,000 publications requires at least five minutes. This, as a simple calculation will show, is something like twenty years for each month, or 240 years in each year. In cutting the leaves of the ordinary magazine, the hand travels at least twenty feet. For 2,000,000 magazines this is 40,000,000 feet, nearly 8,000 miles a month, and 96,000 miles a year ?four times around the globe?a diftannA m-eater than the railroad mileage of the United States. Prof. Ralfe says ?that " the ordinary external mechanical , work" done by an adult weighing 160 pounds amounts to 300 foot tons (SCO tons lifted one foot) daily. In pile-driving a man lifts the equivalent of 312 foot tons in eight hours; in turning a wrench, 874 foot tons. But this magazine-cutting necessitates an expenditure of 240 years, or 87,600 days, which at 300 foot tons a day, make6 26,280,000?a sum total that makes the tonnage of the Erie canal and the trunk lines sink into Insignificance. ?Rrooklyn Union-Argut.