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li •P*nt md tb* irate teaart,
A ad Um Bornlar Mia Alnea forth at last;
It •hinea on a strip of jrollow Mad.
Aad a good chip tinklas la light of land.
Over h«r deek aad k«r battwad aide
Laallj wuhoa th« ebbing tide;
Out «f the etrumrteaad deadly atrife
Lo! nothing saved bat a baby Hfe.
A woe, frail thing U the oae poor waif—
A wee. frail tiring to be sound and safes
Bat all forgotten Ha brief atenns, ,
It gayly crows In the stranger's enns.
A sailor looks at the little form—
“ ‘Tie a tiny craft to have stemmed the
storm.
Re sighs a bK as be bends him low,
And his thoughts fly I
’ back to the long ago.
Just such a babe on his young wife’s breast
with dinging Ungers his own caressed;
Just such another—but where is beT
Wrecked oa tke voyage of life, maybe.
Is this but spared that in years to corns
It may drift away from Us heavenly homo?
Ths baby laughs aa his boy onoe did;
Ah, will it be sot Nay. Qod forbid!
The ssdtor's hand has a gentle toads
For the sake of the ted he loved so much;
And soft from hie lips are the words that fall,
“Qod bleea the children; God keep them all I 71
IDA'S PERIL..
I see nothing as yet, Maggie. I do
bopo Jesse will not disappoint us.”
“Hare no fear, Ida,” replied Mag-
«*•; “and I declare, hero they are*’
A carriage stopped before the house.
Both ladies descended to roceire
Joaso and his friend, 'Arnold, who led
tha way to the carriage, accompanied
by the sistera, Ida and May Bronson,
who were visiting their cousins, tha
for* tors.
“By-the-by, Ida," said Jesse, “I have
a letter for you.”
“You have brought me ill news,” she
said; “the letter is from Eugene Har
grave, telling me he will call tomor
row."
• • • a • •
“Ida, I do hope you’ll make some
alterations in your toilette to receive
Eugene Hargrave. That ahadu is very
unbecoming to your complexion.”
“I dislike Mr. Hargrave. Pattie, and
will not dress s|>ecially for him ”
“Of course you are at liberty to do as
you choose, but some deference ought
to be shown him. He is the richest
man in the country and very induen-
tisl,” said Pattie.
“What do I care for that?”
Further conversation was interrupted
by the arrival of the man in question,
and Ida rose to welcome Mr. Hargrave,
who was rather handsome, but showed
marks of dissipation.
When Ida and May were about to re
turn to London. Mr. Hargrave was pro
fuse in his expression of regret, and re
marked. among other things, that he
would do himself the pleasure to call
on them in town.
A fortnight later he did so, and Mr.
Bronson, out of politeness, showed
him every respect, and his visits be
came as frequent as they had been in
tha country.
One evening, after dinner, when the
K ntlemeu, consisting of Jesse Stevens,
>rt Sprague, Mr Hargrave, aad Mr.
Bronson, were lingering over their
Wine, Hargrave tapped Mr. Bronson
on the shoulder and requested a priv
ate audieucc.
The old gentleman, excusing himself,
took Hargrave's arm and led him into
the library, while Jesse and Bert sought
the Indies in the drawing-room.
“My dear Mr. Bronson. I am about
to confer quite an honor on yoar famU
ly,” Hargrave said, waring his head
majestically.
“Ah. rcallv! I am delighted, Mr.
Hargrave. You have shown decided
preference for my home and its in
mates and 1 need not assure you that
1 am greatly honored thereby.’
“Tuai.k you. Now you kave seen
my decided attentions to Miss Bronson,
but era they go any farther may I en
quire how much you propoee to gire
her as a dowry ?”
“Your request surprises mfl,”
swered Mr. Bronson. “I hare
the matter no thought I must
how my daughter regards you before
F iT< *
know
how my <
replying,’
“You surely cannot doubt my nlti-
mate success with Ida? Remember
what a marriage with me means.”
“I am aware of your position,” waa
the retort, “and to avoid further pain
you had best consult Mias Ida herself,
and after her decision we can arrange
matters amicably.”
Aad he rose, tnanked him, and left
the room, promising to send Ida.
Hargrave, adiusting his eyeglass
aad refastening his booqnet upon his
coat, waited for Ida’s appearaaoe.
Presently she entered, bright and
smiling, and looking wondronsly love
ly in a bright blue silk dinner-dross.
“Papa mentioned that you wished to
see me," she said quietly.
“Your father was right Ida—there,
don’t be surprised—I wish to enquire
whether Cupid has ever touched that
heart which I hope to win for my
own!’’
“Mot knowing what heart yon refer
to, I cannot exactly say."
“I mean, are yon aware of the drift
of my attentions to yonP”
“That is rather pointed; pray ex
plain.*’
He began to grow uneasy. He had
made bat poor headway thus far.
“I ask yon to be my wife," he blurt
ed forth, after a pause; “to become
Mrs. Hargrave. and reign mistress of
mj heart and fortune.”
“Mr. Hargrove, I recognise this
hoeor conferred upon me, hut must de
cline it, since my affections are centred
elsewhere. I esteem you as a
bat nothing mare."
Hargrave, greening her arm,
“Woman, fi this my reward for tole
rating year Insolent coquetries and con
tradictions P Have I danced attend
ance on non only to be cast aside ttki a
glove? 4 Tea have aroused the
“Mr.
qneeq Wire
Hargrai
• ia her
yon conduct me to
or hmf yrivttsged
"I have only tl
re,” exclaimed Ida,
outraged pride, “will
the drawing-room,
In gealoaeP"
I this reply to make—
that you have grossly insulted me, aad
if I ever have the opportunity te re
taliated I will not enan you. Make my
exenem to the othera. aad remember
me as roar enemy."
“Shame, tirP’ cried Ida ladlgnaatly.
“And new accompany me to the draw-
iagHfoem, as your abrupt departure
mjghrcanes comment."
Together they entered the apartment,
aad shortljr after Hargrave made his
house
Ida related her interview, aad they
applauded her mode of proceeding.
“Sav no mors about it/’ requested Ida,
and sne sat down to thepiano and gave
them some music. Then the party
broke up to meet the next evening at
tin reception by Mre. Baldwin at Tell
Cottage.
There, to Ida’s great surprise, she
met Mr. Hargrave; she bowed coldly
to his salutation, and exchanged the
formalities of ths evening. She firmly
declined danoing with him, however.
“You will excuse me, Mr. Hargrave,
but after your threats to me, I must
decline to dance with yon.”
“You are kind to remind me of
them. Miss Bronson, and if my inten
tion had been to forget of ths past,
your words would have spurred me to
renew the old score.”
“I care less then ever for your
threats, air!” And she turned proudly
away from him.
Stung to the quick, Hargrave sprang
forward, and would have rudely de
tained her had hot a gentleman come
forward—Arnold Maynard —and inter
fered.
“How dare yon molest a ladv?” he
•aid. Then, turning to Ida, lie con
tinued: “It was fortunate I appeared
in time.”
“By what authority do you inter
fere?^’
And Hargrave advanced with me
nacing aspect.
“Take that for your answer!” ex
claimed Arnold, violently pushing him
back. “If you were a gentleman, there
would bo no need for questioning me.”
“You shall hear from me, sir!"
“Not another word; you are too
cowardly to fight.”
Hargrave slunk away, muttering an
grily to himself.
“What a bragging idiot he is!” cried
Arnold, after he had left. “I detest
men of his calibre!”
“He must have sprung from an ob
scure stock, for everything about him
is baso and low.” And arm-in-arm
they sought the ball-room, and in the
waltz forgot their annoyance.
On the way home it was agreed to
spend a month at Harley Hay. and pre
parations were begun ou the following
d»y-
The third day after the reception at
Tell Cottage, the party, consisting of
Ida, Belle, and May, Jesse, Bert, and
Arnold, found themselves domiciled at
Harley Bay, determined on an enjoy
able time.
Having discovered that un old house
upon the cliff was haunted, they re
solved to pay it a visit, and ou that
evening, when the moon hung low, and
everything was propitious, the party
set forth.
Ida had taken a good position upon
a rock high above the ruins, and made
sport of those who were more slow In
ascending.
But suddenly her voice was hushed,
and, with u frightened look, she ]>ointed
to the extreme end of the building.
AU eyes were instantly fixed thereon,
end they saw a light moving to and
>ro. an<l a ghostly tigure came in sight.
“'i here b the gho^t!” at last stam
mered Ida, recovering her\oice. “How
kind of him not to keep us waiting!”
This jest, coming at such a grave mo
ment. produced its effect, and peal aft
er peal of laughter followed It.
Bert, struggling to climb higher, lost
his hold, tumbled, and landed with e
bruised head among the party.
“This is really alarming,” said Belie.
“We had better remained at home."
“Oh, it s nothing,” answered Bert.
“I was trying to elevate mjfcelf, and
had a fall in consequence. Why/where’s
your ghost?”
Bure enough, the spirit had departed,
and darkness reigned supreme.
“Who will follow me te yon ruins
and explore its hidden mysteries?”
tragically cried Ida.
“Lead on, fair maid, i follow!” criod
Arnold in the same tone.
They dosoonded, and shortly found
themselves in the ruins.
But their courage failed when the
moon veiled its light beneath a cloud,
and the hoot of an owl emanated from
the darkness.
“I think we had better defer our ex
plorations till to-morrow. We have
not provided for any emergency, and 1
am getting tired of this rambling.”
And Belle proclaimed herself ex
hausted by the scrambling over the
boulders.
This was agreed upon, and entering
their carriage#, the party drove away.
The next morning Ida was up bright
and early, and indulged in a row all
by herself, refusing escort
They had to humor her, and gave
themselves up to various pursuits dur
ing her absence.
When the hour for dinner arrived,
and she had not returned, they began
to grow uneasy.
The gentlemen entered separate
boats and departed in opposite direc
tions, each hoping to be tno fortunate
one in finding the truant
As hour after hour passed, and none
of the searchers returned, tip ladies
were really alarmed; and,
a severe stefrm arose, d
waters of the bay into lai
which beat tbe shore with a
On tbe following mornit
reached tbe hotel, tlirowing
upon the matter. It was anonymous,
and suggested the idea of Ida, and also
of Jesse, could be accounted for only
in one way—that of nn elopement
“This was written by Eui
E ave," saidIMle. “Hahns
igutae his hood somewhat."
Bert sought tbs landlord of the hotel
and questioned him.
“Why, yea," stammered the host,
“such a person as you describe name
here shortly before your arrival, and
made rather pointed enquiries about
my expected visitors. Ik trot very
particaUr, too, about obtaining a close
naecriptlon of the haunted honse."
Thanking him, Bert sought the party
and imported his new idea to them.
In the afternoon of the tame day the
party found themselves in the shadow
of the rains. Bidding Arnold and n
few others keep a lookout on the out-
Bert entered the building i
his way among the wind
and obstructed passages.
Having reached a nead wall, he dis
covered a hnge Iron door thal obstruct
ed his farther progress. It was ths
work of but A. moment to shatter tbe
lock with a stone near by, and, wring-
to all,
hing the
waves,
11 sound,
a letter
me light
agene Har-
t striven to
BARNWELL, S. C., THURSDAY, APRIL 16, 1885.
Img
ing open the'door, lie entered and
found himself in a large empty np irt-
ment, from which several ih.ors led in
diffareut directions. Ere he c<niM pre
vent it, he re rived a blow on t!ie head,
aud some one rushed pn-t him.
Recovering himself, lie pursued the
person, only to have a door slrit in his
face.
On hearing shouts fr< »n without, and
going to the door by which he had en
tered, lie saw a man, bearing the figure
of a woman in his anus, running at full
speed through the hall.
He followed in pursuit, and emerged
into daylight, only to lind thgmau with
his burden climbing the steep elirt
against which the ruined building had
been constructed.
One glance at I lie woman convinced
Bert that it was Ida. and that the man
was no other thin Hargrave.
He put down his burden, and still
holding Ida by the arm. Hargrave
f lared upon his pursuer with malignant
atred. aud the lire of insanity gleam
ing in bis eyes.
“Save me. Bert!" cried Idi pih*ou9-
ly. stretching forth her arms in suppli
cation.
Bert mad) a step f ir.var l, ut the
voice of Hargrave arrested him.
“Not n step farther, unless \ou wish
to see her hurled down this ah\ss! i
told her luAjimc would come, and it
has. Advance at tour p iii! ’
His voice was hoarse with paa>ion.
and he pushed Ida to. the edge of the
precipice, and i eld le-r there.
It was an aw t;l p.el cumont, and
the sight we'.l-ni 'it dro e Ida's anxious
friend crazy. But who was that steal
ing from rm-k to ro d;, and e cry mo
ment creeping k.nwcr and nearer to
ward Hargrave and h.s victim? Yes,
it was Jesse.
(Jat-liko he moved towards the de
sired object, aud while Hargrave was
still glaring t pnn those below, and
holding Ida’s insensible form owr the
precipice, he hud reached the top. and
in a moment seized Ida, and dropping
her gently to the -afe portion of the
cliff, clutched Hargrave by the throat
and essayed to bring him to the
ground.
Bert and Arnold row rapidly made
their way upward", jiist in time to save
Jesse from tving hurled down the
yawning gu! . an I binding Hargrave,
they carried the insensible girl down to
the level ground.
It seems Hint Hargrave bad met Ida
on the bay in her bout, ami, while
seemingly wi hing to - y a few words,
had east a handkerchief saturated with
chloroform over h<-r n<>*:ri!-, and then
secured her without a struggle. When
she recovered she found herself a pris
oner in the haunted ruins,
Jesse, in his search, hod conic across
the empty bo.il in the neighborhood of
the ruins, aud imagining she hud gone
te them, hod douo likewise, only to
find himself a prisoner when he wished
te return te daylight
The shattering of the lock by Bert
had given him his freedom, and it was
he who had struck Bert, thin king it
Hargr&^pwho had taunted him with
his capture. He had not discovered
his mistake until he saw Hargrave rush
by him with Ida in his arms, aud he
immediately started in pursuit, with
the result described.
Of course, Jesse and Ida were soon
married, and equally, of course, were
“happy ever after."
Poe and Stoddard.
m&amm
NO. 33,
THE BRAIN.
Bill Xjr« Kmtu laterrstln*
RefmrSIng l>«r Thought Maanlhcit-
“O, yes, I knew Edgar E. Poe," aaid
Richard H. Stoddard, the poet, to me
the other evening at a reception; “in
fact I had a little buaineaa with him
once. ’ ’
I asked him how it waa, and he said;
“I was a young fellow and had begun
to dabble in verse a little, and I wrote
an ‘Ode for a Grecian Flute’ and sent it
to the Broadway Journal, o# which Poe
waa then editor. After waiting awhile
I called around to see about it Poe
was not there; they said he waa ill at
home. I got the address, and after
awhile found him at his house on Amity
street—him and Virginia, his heart
broken cousin-wife. Poe received me
kindly and told me my poem was
accepted and would appear. I waited
and waitodf Finally, impatient,! went
around to the office. Poe was asleep in
the editorial chair. I waited awhile
for him, and then gently awoke him.
He glared at me and said, madly, ‘Who
are yon?’
“‘My name is Stoddard,’I said, ‘I
wrote the Ode to a Grecian Flute. ’
“ ‘You are a liar/ he shouted. ‘You
never wrote it! Get out of here or I'll
kick you down stairs!’
“I was too much astonished to pro
test I got out Afterwards I fouud
that he thought he recognized it as a
European production, and fancied I
was trying to palm off a fraud on him."
—New York Letter.
A Scotch Joke.
d guilty;
Commis-
One evening, in the principal gold
mining camp in the Transvaal, nine
or teh years ago, a man, partially in-
toxicated and supposed to be actuated
by jealousy, attempted suicide. Ha
first took morphia; but this not proving
strong enongh, he tried to hang him
self, bat was prevented, and handed
over to the Sheriff, to be kept ia safe
custody for the night, and to be tried
before the Acting Gold Commissioner
(• ahrowd and soienm Soot) the next
morning. As there was no law to have
S invented him from committing suicide
he thought fit, but it being desirable
to pankh him in some way.lt waa de
cided to bring a charge of drunkenness
and disordeny conduct against him.
To this the prisoner pleaded |
whereupon the Acting Gold
sioner, without the ghost of a •mile.da-
livered the following extraordinary
judgment: “Mr. > I shall fine ye
■twa punds for your drunkenness; but
I’ll just gie ye to understand that I ken
v«ra weal what ye attempted to dae,
and, had ya succeeded ia your attempt,
your pooniahment -would have been
vera much more severe than it is!”—
The Spectator.
mm j
A London lawyer suffered a long
time from lead poisoning before the
doctors discovered that it was owing
to his uae of snuff put np in so-called
tin foil wrappers. According to the
Medical Prett there are now on record
thirty-four cases at this kind. Borne
samples of moist snuff contained 8.60
per cent of toad.
{
This article, writes Bill Nye to the
8an Francisco Argonaut, is designed
more espreinlly for those vertebrates
who are ab!e to keep and nse their own
brains. It is not iuKnded for the pe
rusal of those who simply have a gangli
on or nerve-center which they are
using temporarily until they can afford
a brain.
Man is more highly endowed with
brain than any other animal. Still,
nearly all animate creation lias a trace
of this organ—decreasing, of course, in
intensity downward, from man to the
lower mammals, birds, reptiles, batra-
chia, and fishes, till finally pH traces of
the brain disappear in tno amphioxut
and dude.
The elephant has the hedkicst brain
of any animal. It often weighs aa high
as nine or ten pounds. The whale
comes next, with a brain that weighs,
perhaps, live pounds. So, great men
tal strength is the result of quality
more than quantity in tbe matter of
brain tissue.
The brain of an adult man weighs, on
an average, forty-eight ounces, while
that of the average adult woman weighs
forty-four ounces, and yet woman is
far superior to man mentally. I have
obtained this information from a lady
friend of mine who is thoroughly trust-
vv orthy.
The brain isenelos'-d in a bony sphere
called the skull. This bony envelope
is air-li.'ht. The brain docs not have
to i t- aired, it is in a normal condition.
It • houid bu kept inside the skull con
stantly, and in ns compact form as pos
sible, for when it is otherwiae groat in
convenience may ensue.
The parts of the cncaphalon, we are
told, are the cerebrum, cerebellum, me-
du'lu, oblongata, fwnt varolii, obligato,
pnXHi*nmo. Anyone would think that
a brain uith all these things in it would
not feel well, but such is not the case.
The brain ha< been found upon, micro
scopic investigation oftcrdeulh, to con
tain not only the foreign microbes and
things named above, but also a cineri-
tious substance, cranial nerves, motor
oeuli, corpus coll arum, corpora slriata,
Ihahni, tubcrcula guadregemina, stac-
catv. arbor vita, crura, cerebri, and
other foreign substancea, which must
have made life a burden, and yet
death did not result for many years.
Nothing, however, is so destructive
to brain tissue as daylight. Many
have died almost instantly after light
and fresh air were freely admitted into
the brain. The bruin is one of the
most useful of all orgaus, and, there
fore, we should use every precaution to
retain it; for, like the self-cocking re
veller, a man may struggle along for
years without having occasion to use
it. and yet uhcu he does want to use it
he wants it very much. We might get
alopg in society for a longtime without
being called upon for any mental dem
onstration. but some day, without any
uotice whatever, we might be request
ed by our boat lo express an idea, and
wo would foel very much cut up to ad
mit that we bad left our thinker at
home ou tbe piano.
Physicians who have never had much
experience with the brain, never hav
ing a case of it in their own families
nor studied its habits in other people,
Irequuntly make an erroneous diagnosis
w here a patient is suffering from brain
trouble. I oiicc knew a young doctor,
who has since resigned his lucrative
practice in order to accept a highly re
sponsible position aa chambermaid in a
livery-stable, to make a mistake of that
kind. The patient was a German, who
was unconscious at the time the doctor
was called. The latter felt the pulae,
examined the tongue, wrote out three
prescriplious on different drug stores
(or medicine to encourage zeal on the
part of the liver, and went away.
The coroner was no expert in oases
u' that kind, but he went mt it oa the
Hu cry that the brain hadbeen affected,
and traced up tbe 'symptoms till hs
showed the inry that it was a case of
quick coupliug-pin on the brain. It
seems that the patient had been expos
ed at a saloon on A street, and this was
followed ia quick succession by coma,
semi-colon, and full stop.
We ahonld take great care of our
brain if we intead to oa* it It is a
very sensitive organ, aad is easily af
fected by external influencea. Very
little, after all, is known of the location
of various phrenological organs in the
brain. The relation between thought
and the material organ which we oall
the brain is a little misty jet It is not
for the poor, short-lived, and pony man
to know evervthing. The brain, how
ever, is a curious organ. It ia a good
thing in Us place, bat entirely useless
when removed from the party to whom
it belongs. We should not overwork
the brain, or strain it in trying to think
of hard words that no one else knows
the meaning of. Neither should we
try to preserve our brains in alcohol
during office hours. Aloohol and gray
matter are always antagonistic. Let
us take good care of ourbraiua and not
wear them out trying to impart infor
mation to those who do not seek it
Another thing that we should remem
ber is that the brain weighs about
twenty times as much as the tongue,
and, therefore, there is no phvsiologio-
&1 law which requires us to toll all we
know.
A Ghastly Hcarf-Pia.
A harmless yet ghastly scarf-pin is a
mechan^l skull of enameled gold with
a moveffle under jaw, and diamonds
set back in its hollow sockets for eyes.
Tho skuH is worked by a current of
electricity generated by a little battery
carried in the pocket, and transmitted
over wires no heavier than strandsmf
thread. Pressing upon a button which
completes tbe electric circuit, tbe teeth
rattle. They are made in Paris and
are worth f 100. The price is rather
steep, but the ornament a as to be very
carefully and nicely adjusted, aad it is
made of platinum and the best of gold;
besides, the diamonds alone are of
some value. No cheap counterfeits
have yet been made.
Washington, D. C., has a “teacher of
memory, who claims that In a few
law dm he will enable one to memoriae
the moat difficult things without effort.
papers,
built fig
An Inventor's Dilemma.
In a ground floor room in one of the
Urge public buildings of London sat a
man writing at a table covered with
He was a short, strongly-
tgurc, with a prominent nose,
and a face hard and massivo as a gran
ite statue, an<l wearing the set look
peculiar to men who have surmounted
great perils. Few, indeed, had more
practice in both than thL man, for he
was no other than the Duke of Well
ington, and his crowning victory at
Waterloo was still but a few years
old.
There was a tinkling of a bell out
side, and then a murmur of voices in
tlie ante-room; but the duke never
raised his head from hia writing, and
even when his secretary entered and
said,—
“If it please your grace, that man
with the bullet-proof breastplate has
called again, and wishes very much to
see your grace for a moment.”
The duke’s face darkened, as well it
might, for the man in question was tbe
most pertinacious bore whom he had
ever encountered. The bullet-proof
cuirass was hU own invention, and he
never lost a chance of declaring that
the safety of the whole British army
depended upon its instant adoption of
this “unparalleled discovery, which
he carried almut him and exhibited at
all times aud in all places.
Had this been all, he would soon
have been disposed of; but, unluckily,
ho had contrived to interest one or two
of the duke's personal friends and to
get from them letters of recommenda
tion which even Wellington could not
easily disregard. Something must
clearly be done, however; for although
the fellow had hitherto been kept at
bay, he was evidently determined to
f ire the duke no peace till the matter
ad been fully gone into.
For a moment Wellington looked
grim that the secretary tiogan to ho
so
for tbe order which he would gladhy
hare obeyed, viz., to kick the inventor
into the street forthwith.
“Show him in,” said be, briefly.
The observant secretary noted both
tho tone and tho smile that accompanied
it; aud he inwardly decided that it
would hare been better for tiiat in
ventor if ho had not insisted on seeing
the duke.
In came the great discoverer—a tall,
slouching, shabby, slightly red-nosod
matt, with a would-be jaunty air, which
gave way a little, however,' before the
“iron Duke's” penetratiog glance.
“I am glad to think that your grace
appreciates the merits of my inven
tion,” said he, in a patronizing tone.
“They are, indeed, too important to
be undervalued by any g*eat command
er. Your grace cannot fail to remem
ber tbe great havoc made by your gal
lant troops at Waterloo among tbe
French cuirassiers, whoso breastplates
were not bullet-proof; whereas, if—”
“Have you got tho thing with you?”
interrupted Wellington.
“The inventor unwrapped a very
shor^looking cuirass of piMished steel,
and was just beginning a long lecture
upon Us merite, when the duke cut him
short by asking,—
“Are yon quite sure that it is bullet
proof?” *
“Quito sere, your grace.”
“Put it on, then, and go stand in that
corner."
The other wonderingly obeyed.
“Mr. Temple,” shouted Wellington
to his secretary, “leil ti.e sentry out
side to load with ball cartridge, and
come in here to test this cuirass. Quick,
now!" %
But quick though tbe secretary was,
tho inventor was quicker still, ihe
moment he realized that he had been
set up there on pur[H>se to be fired at,
and to be shot (lead on the spot if his
cuirass turned out not to be bullet
proof after all, he leaped headlong
through the open window with a yell
worthy of a Blackfoot Indian, and
darted like a rocket across the court
yard, vanishing through the outer gate-
the Duke of Wellington,
see or hear
Very Old Crockery.
The Art off Conversation.
Mrs.
ant is
ft*
The real fault wo comarit
any to reeognin IB* phnow
given by tno narration at
moet trivial loeident in esretnljy ap
portioned words. No ono tat talking
takes the trouble to ions Ms ■sntooees
according to the most ordinary iMks at
grammar. Oar flntiowsi shynosn has
•tamped ns, among other vulgarisms,
with tho soft shame that a ' ^
the charge o( pedantry if
other than tho moot eiumsy a
jointed way. We are afraid to vontnre
on a phrase—a combination of wotde
that will convey oar moaning of tho
moment until familiarity has made It
commonplace, and then we drag It la
by the head and ears on every occasion
till it becomes nauseous from ta« fro-
qency. There is a dreary hoaviaeos in
oar conversation born of deficient tan*
agination. We discuss, or rathsr i
Henry Winship, of this city, has
t remarkable collection of antique 1
jrockery, all handed down through the
Winship family. The most antique is
t marble butter plate, nobody knowtj
bow many years old, but its age must'
be quite respectable, because Dr. Lyon:
lays marble dishes were the first
“crockery” ever used in England. The'
plate is of dark, variegated marble/
part of the edge has been broken off;
and restoration has never been attempt*;
ed; it is marvelously clean-cut (
"Those old Englishmen,” said Mrs.'
Winsbip, “ale on marble, but our Rev- 1
olutionary fathers in their dire dis
tress had to retort to the woods for
bark dishes, which were burned after
each meal."
A teacup and a saucer, blue save for
»n interval of white and a checked
border, are among the choicest of the i -» — „ ^ —
legitimate crockery. They wore used t our words abont the most ordinary
by Mr. Wtnsbip’s great-grandmother, , tera with a solemnity which
and are at least 200 years old. They
have been preserved with religious
care. A decorated bowl Is one of the
same set. A tea-set of pictured blue,
used in the family seventy-fire years
ago, is also a treasure.
A water-pitcher with decorations of
pink tint is not quite so old, but has as
remarkable a history. Thirty-eight
years ago Mrs. Winship dropped it
down toe well. It probably lodged
under a ledge of rock, for during these
many years it haa not been injured
save for a few slight nicks. Its glaze
is nearly as good as when it was lost—
a commentary upon tho impenetrabili
ty of the material. It was accidentally
Ished up, a few days ago, while searen
was being made for one of tho buckets.
But what shall wc think of a punch
tumbler over 200 years of age? It re- Mon. People who, from
sembles in aizo the loving cups of our ward, have been accustomed
German friends, and is incrusted with ence naturally acquire a 1
designs of mated birds—of necessity of toke# that deference for _
English manufacture. In it probably ; attitude from which tbe element of as-
much punch was mixed in the golden * er Mon is ellmited. The favored (Omms
days of long ago. It is whole; not a' with whom that is the i
nick or a murk is visible. It comes, feasts of other things besides ths
down through the Winship family. A j forenoe of their fellowa.
fine largo crockery cider mug is also ““7 M*” 1 * heaped
eight looks like earnestnees, hot wo an
not in earnest We should res wit tho
imputation. Every nation has its own
peculiar snobbery—every nation, and
each rank in that nation, aad eiaes far
that rank, and each iadividnaL One
phase of it with us in the way hi which
we copy the habits or manners at tho
rank above us. The desire to copy
implies deficient tact aad power of .ob
servation, and the effect of copying Is
very much that of the maid-of-all-work
in a lodging-house who tries to copy
the dress of the ladies ou whom ako
waits. She has neither the material
out of which to make tho clothm, nor
the power of wearing tho clothes prop
erly if she bad them. The cslrnnem
and absence of emotion at patrician
manners not unnaturally suggest imlto-
their birth op
to
ig is i
It is
down at 75 years of age. n is em
blazoned with a t uteher s coat of arma
— Hartford Evening l‘v*t.
whether they will or not*
Bound.
Treasures of
1 upon thorn
—Ml Ms Year
At the Rink.
her.
ho
English gentleman
assembly o
betof at a
: at Yveana,
tho
that
An
brilliant assembly of thosMsof'
recently, was much annoyed at
conduct of a distinguished Ifldy off
city, who amused herself
circle of friends by saying so art, b«M
generally uncourteona, things to him
and others. “By the way," addod shs,
“bow is it that-yoar impotirwapion
speak French so veiy imperfectly? Wo
Austrians two it with the tamo freedom
as if it were oar own native toogoo."
“Madam,”, Retorted he. bat w|th tho
blandest manner possible, “I knoOr oot,
unless it is that ths Freneh army have
“Anddon’t you skate, little
asked, as be sat down beside
“O. no, sir.”
“But you can learn.”
“I guess I could, bnt I don’t want
te.”
“And do you come hero just to watch
tho skaters ?"
"(), no—I come to watch Mrs. It”
“Who’s she?”
“She’s papa's second wife. Ho don’t
want her to come, but she will doit."
"And why do you watch her? 1 ’
“Well, papa wanted her to promise !
that she wouldn’t lean on anybody. Softie of }he researches lately made
when she was skating with 'em, and by English explorers in regard to deep*
that >bo wouldn't flirt when she was sea b« !j have led to tha belief.that
•resting, but she wouldn't promise, and
so I came to watch her. These short
marks are when she Icana, and these
kings ones when she flirts.”
“And you show them all to your
father?”
“Yes, and he dates them and puts
them away, and by ami by we'll have
enough to get a divorce on and marry
somebody who can’t skate.”
, not been twice to our capita) to teach it,
| as they have at yours.”
abrupt
hat the
Twenty food-reform societies are now
flourishing in England.
there are •*> rwMgb r'! f»J,
chasms nor hare rueami that l
sea bottom at great ttepth* is hot af
fected by currents or streams ■ ■ cvmi by
(hose of the magnitude off tbe Gan
stream—its general a
i ges
resembling that of the dmerioflw peak
riqf, and it is everywhere covered ly a
kind of mud.
Mark Twain’s mother aad brother
live in Keokuk, Iowa. Mrs.
is eighty-threo years of Age.
COMPETmOH BOUXCED.
PADGETT LEADS ALL 0TEEB8!
way; nor did the Duke of
from that day forth, ever
of him again.
A Manof Timch Protection.
Speaking
nything, I <
of “getting away” with
anything, I don’t suppose anjr citizen is
so well protected—nfct even William
H. Vanderbilt—as is Jay Gould. He
can tell within five minutes If any part
of his premises, vaults or property are
being attacked. A special wire com
municates with tbe nearest police sta
tion between his office and his home In
Forty-seventh and Fifth avenue. The
same remark applies to his residence at
Irvington. An electric bell in his priv
ate room at cither place will notify him
of burglary. The special facilities of
the Wes tera Union give him extraordi
nary advantages in this respect. When
ever he travels, either by rail or yacht,
a special secretary, who is also an ope
rator, accompanies him. He came*
additional lengths of wire, and ahonld he
be staying at a hotel a special and pri
vate ifr.c communicates from his apart
ment to the nearest telegraph office, so
that bs he in the 8onth or North he is
in constant communication with the
center of business.—Nino York Star.
Why He Didn’t Fall.
Last spring an Indiana man started
a bank in a town in Dakota, and about
the 1st of February haring secured
depoeits to tbe extent of 123,000, a
notice was one mprning posted on the
doors of tbe bank reading:
'^Temporarily closed—hope to pay
the depositors in full.”
Ths banker wanted to test the tem
per of the public previous to a big
scoop. In the course of half an hour
the doors were kicked in, the office gut
ted, the banker stepped oa until he was
seventeen feet long and only two inches
thick, and the chap who held a
ver to his ear jovially' remarked:
“Now, then, my friend, we give ypu
joot ire minute* to unlock that safe
aad coUnt out the slugs to depositors
ia full.”
The depositors were paid in full, and
the banker has come East in search of
more civil people.— Wall Street Sew».
In some villages in Colorado,Kansas,
and New Mexico, where sand is sprink
led over pa er to dry the ink, it is satal
the satire* would not know what blot
ting-paper was were it not for the in
surance agents. •
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A NICE BEDROOM SUITE $18.00
CT EVERY KIND AND EVERY VARIETY OF FURNITURE.
COOKING STOVES AT ALL PRICES. -
XA.DOETT8 FXTRyJTJTBE AMD STOVE HOUSE.
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