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vol. yin. * BARNWELL, S. C. f THURSDAY, MAT 14, 1885. ammmm The Flrft Cloud. They «tood at th Ha vowwl flrot fend her, •Ir altar on« abort n the troubles of ffiTtSE To hare tier an<i bold her for weal or for woe. She spoke the responses in accents most ten- der. To-nljrht, In a loom, they are sitting apart: Oh I has all her wlfuly devotion been wasted? She mopes there in silence, a pain at her heart; The lamps arc unltsbtcd, bis supper un- Their sky, erst, vu cloudless, is now overcast; For Joy there is sorrow, for gladness dejeo- The serpent bos entered their Rdcn at last, And left Its dark trail oil the flowers of af- fectloa " Oh, well may tUrre be In her bosom a pain, A grief that she vainly endeavors to smoth er; To-night he has told her, in language quite plain. She can’t cosk his meals half as well as his mot he*. A SEA-SII)K ROMANCE. “But how can I help feeling neglect ed tind miserable, NcaP You scarcely look at mo when Miss Love’l is near, and she is your preferred partner in all things now. You walk with her, you sing with her, you drive with her, you dance with her, and it makes me very wretched.” “Now, Mollie, if you're going to be jealous!” -“I’m not jealous, Ned. If I thought you didn’t care most for me; if I fan cied you carod at all for any one else, I don’t think I’d remonstrate with you at all. I would just take off tlifs,” touching thirdiamomlon her hand, “and hand it Lack to you. I'm not jealous, but you are not Tory kind to me, Ned.” “My little pet, you do not see things as I see them. One owes something to society, especially when one is at the seaside. If you would only remember that I love you too well to find fault with anything you can do, and, if you would become a little more of a society character yourself, I would bo perfect ly happy. Why, you scarcely take the least attention from any one but me, and so many are willing to offer atten tions to you. Now. dear, kiss me once; I must bile off; I am to drive on the bench "vilh Miss Lovcl. Not jealous, my pet?” “Not jealous, Ned, no,” and sho turned from him, but without giving the kiss he had asked for. “She is jealous, though!” the young fellow thought, smiling as he watched the pretty, straight figure going away from the nook in which ho had found her out to ^he stretch of sand, against which the 'waves were roiling, reced ing, leaving now a mass of seaweed on it, now returning and bearing it away —a very coquette of an ocean, now kind and now cold, and always fair in the sunlight. Ned Tremaine hurried over the beach, whistling as ho went, and ho presently caught up with his affianced, who, in the pretty dress of cream and black, with her wide sunhat pushed a little back on her blonde head, was looking very beautiful and animated—an3 smiling in the face of Lee Stone, the most incorrigible male flirt at the beach. ••\.'herc now, Tremaine?” the latter called out, as, with a nod, ho pursued his way. “For a drive on the beach; will see you later;” and Ned had gone by, re suming his whistle. NJr. Stone smiled a little and spoke a few —wqrds to Mollie. SJic colored slightly, followed the tall form of her lover a moment with her eyes, then gave a gracious answer, and half an hour later, when Ned and Miss Lorel met tie pretty light carriage on the beach, in which Yvee Stone took his dai y drive, they received a pleasant nod from pretty Mollie, who whs his companion, and who looked as though she was thoroughly enjoying his so ciety. "She certainly lost no time in follow ing ray suggestion," Ned told himself, half in surprise; “and sho has evident ly found the society of Stone anything but boring.” “What a handsome couple they make," Miss Lovel said, with a certain gleam in her stoadv gray eyes. - Ned colored suddenly; Lc didn’t quite know why. “Perhaps you didn’t know that Misa Amies is my promised wife,” he said, a trifle coldly. “Oh, but so many engagements are broken in a summer at the seaside, one never minds that very much,” the lan guid belle said, indifferently. That night there was a hop at the ho tel, and Ned had made up his mind while dressing to be a little more at tentive to Mollie; bnt, to his surprise, he didn’t find Mollie Annes shrinking under her mother's wing, as had been her custom. A number of her old friends had arrived while they were at dinner, and they were about her; be sides, Lee Stone was quite pronounced in his attentions to her, and while she gave him (Ned) a smile from the dis tance he found it quite difficult to get near her; then a light tap on his arm informed him that Miss Lovel was ask ing him why he was so preoccupied, and, as Mollie and Stone went circlin, by, joining the waltaors, he followed them with Miss Lovel “A rather pronounced flirtation,” Lee laughed, later, when he and Mollis stood on the hotel terrace watching the moonlight on the sea and strand and one solitary couple pacing slowly along beside the waters. ,. Both knew who they were, fpr a few moments before they had seen Ned Tremaine place that C de-pink scarf about the shoulders of iss Laura Lovel as he led her across the terrace, too much engrossed in his task, it would seem, to notice IfaUie or tier companion. “Oh, everybody flirts more or less at a seaside hotel, one has nothing else to do, yon know,” Mollie answered Lee, with a light little ripple of laaghter, aad he looked down on the pretty face to which the moonlight was so tender, his voice sinking to almost a whisper as he spoke to her. “it is a cowardly pas time for a man,” he said, softly, “and for a woman it la a cruel one.” Again she laughed, while arranging the bracelet on her arm. A tooon of ckery was ia the rippling laugh. And you—is il pleasant to know Ijeii are cruel or cowardly?” she is tempted to he rn meh remerks •-? . that vOne: come from pue who is said to count his conquests with a cruel pride, and to whom the world gives no higher aim than to fascinate, and—remain care less. Am I too plain? Forgive me.” “I forgive you freely—as I would for give you all things. Miss Annes; but neither you nor the world fuUg under stand me. I may seem a trifler; but, wore the woman 1 love to love me in return no smile would be tp me so sweet as hers, no presence half so dear.” Mollie had been watching the oonple young with a sort of wondering pity. “Do we all wrong you, then?” she asked, gently. "Have you failed in your wooing? Can yon not win where you love?" His face flushed a little at her words, and she, watching it, was struck by its strength and beauty. How did U chance that she had never noticed eith er before? “I am not left the chance to woo or win her,” he said, slowly; “she is an other’s promised wife.” “Ah,” she said, pityingly; and she f jave him her hand in a sweet, woman- y sympathy, never for an instant con necting his words with herself. He lifted tne small hand reverently to his lips, and, drawing it through his arm, turned toward the beach. As he did so he found himself facing Ned Tremaine and Laura Lovel, who were coming in from the moonlight, and he noticed that the young man’s face was quite white, while there w as a half-scornful smile on the lips of the fair beile of the seaside. But the two couples passed each other in silence, the one going down to the stretch of glittering samf, the other going in to (lie dancers. A week later, and Mollie had just ime in from a long hour, peaceful and calm, spent with l>‘e in a quiet nook among the rocks that overhung the ocean. Hu had been reading to her there some of the sweetest poems given to the world by genius. Her i cart had thrilled as he read, and new, strange feel in mb had stirred it. When he clos ed the book he had looked up ami found her eyes-idled with tears. And now in her own room sho was asking herself how it was that what sho had but commenced for the purpose of an noying Ned had in one brief week slain all her old resentment against Miss Lovel and made her thoughts turn con stantly’, not to Nod Tremaine, who was her affianced husband,but to Lee Stone, who was termed the greatest male flirt at the beach. What was changing in her life? When she now met Ned and Laura it did not pain her as it used. Was it because a handsomer face, a stronger aud nobler face then Nod's was constantly near, ready to tupn to her with devotion, ready to light if she smiled? A servant broke her ponderings by bringing her two messages—one a bou quet of white flowers, with a few feath ery sprays of fern among their white ness, and one crimson rose gleaming rod from their center; and in it was a .note from Lee, asking her to go for a drive with him by moonlight; the oth er was a few angry lines from Ned, ask ing if she remembered that she was be trothed to him while she allowed ev ery gossip at the hotel to chatter of her flirtation with Leo Stone. *T have been patient, waiting an op portunity of speaking to you,” he wrote, ‘drat you will not give me one, so I write to ask you ifyuu wish our en gagement broken; to all it would seem •o.” She trembled a little as she read, and her sweet faoe changed color; but she went to her desk, drew from it every letter he had over sent her, formed them and his ring in a package and wrote him the following note: “It was I who was first taught pa tience, while my existence was forgot ten for one who was what you bade me become—‘a society character.’’ Why should I fancy that you wished an in terview with me of late? It is not so lopg since you coaid not spare a mo- m>nt for me from Miss Lovel. Do I wish our engagement broken? Perhaps we both wisb it, Nod; at least let us break it, since I so displease you. I send you vour letters and ring.” Then, although a choking sensation was in her throat, sho penned a brief note to Lee: “I will be pleased to go with you;” that was all; and in the starlight—the moon rose lato—she went with him out over the beach and far along the coun- try. Was it strange that he noticed she no longer wore Ned’s ring? Was it strange that he told her of ills love,and that sue listened silently, believingly, with a strange flutter at her heart? Was it strange that when they drove back, lingering bosi.le the sobbing ocean, another ring should deck her finger and another bond should lie upon her life? Well, two other? walked up on the strand, two whom the gossips called lovers; and yet when it was told that Mollie Annes was toplaoe her hap piness in the keeping or “the flirt of the beach,” one man who heard it turned white as death and shrank from the sight of the beautiful woman beside him, although men called her fair, and many said she had won him from his faith; yet Mollie was too happy toj£ gret, although she still sometimes W members.—liiUadclphia Call. BUI Nye cn<ho Etiquette of Whist. There are two kinds of brute verte brates. One wears hair, and has the decency to stay out of doors; the other wears clothes, and makes money, and insists on coming indoors and. playing whist and abusing his partner. One hangs by his .tail to a forest tree, and behave* himself; the other hangs by his purse-string to decent society, and makes himself obnoxious. The blood of but one banian being is upon my hands. It is the blood of a man who played whist against me one evening, and scolded his partner--antii the tears^ came into her beautiful eyes. He Maimed he bad a right to do so because she was bis wife, bat that didn’t make any diflerenee with the coroner** jury. She makds a mighty fine-looking wid ow, and 1 do not regret the part I took in the tragedy. The avenge length of human Ule la thirty-one year?, and is on the ' THE AWFUL TQUPRDO. What th* Maval BogaganiMit of th* tut* May Be—An Vueertaln Fight of Om Agalnot s HrrmtrrU. The role of the torpedo-boat, reads n a translation from Figaro an the New Orleans 'fxm's-Danocral, hr terrible, and those who direct L* movements are exposed to the greatest dangers. A single heavy shot may scatter it to atoms, and when it approaches the enemy a hail of balls from the n iirail- leuscs and rifles will do terrible execu tion on board. Therefore, fho nacre fact of embarking on a torpedo-boat, is a guaranty of bravery. Figure to your self the situation of the officer in com mand of such a torpedo-bo.it who is ordered to sink a ship of the enemy’s squadron. Ail his surroundings con stitute one vast danger. The very sea that hidos and protects hi;n during the first part of his expedition may in an other moment toss his corpse hither and thither upon its waves. His ad versary will seek to riiUl c iue boat with a rain of steel, cast-iron and lead. The torpedo itself, which carries such terror with it, might be touche,l with a missile aud explode, bursting the tor pedo-boat into atoms. The combat commence*. Th ' ves sels of the licet have opened lire, fcshells rain in all dirrelions. Ono of our cruisers, cannonadinl heavily on the starboard sidp by a fort mounting twelve Krupp guns, is simultaneously attacked on the larboard side by one of tho enemy’s iron-clads. She has al ready suffered severely, and her posi tion becomes critical. A mast signal from the admiral’s ship is given, and a torpedo-boat starts. The watchful en emy has observed tho signal. He knows the danger, and at once concen trates his fire upon the little gray speck which is shooting rapidly toward him. Three miles separate them, and the torpodo-boat must make that three miles in ten minutes. If it is not sunk before it has traversed (hat distance the iron-clad is lost. Therefore, the cannoneers point their guus with the most scrupulous care. The first shells pass wide of their mark but tho aim is rectified, and soon the shells fall so near the torpedo-boat tlvat they throw tho water over it. Now one has fallen right at its prow. A geyser jet of wa ter thirty feet high conceals tho tor pedo-boat; the enemy believo it has been sunk, and utter a tremendous cheer. But tho projectile has only ri- cochettcd and passed over it. The wa ter falls back in rain, aud the brave little vessel reappears all streaming with brine, as though it had emerged from the sea-deeps, and rushing on at full steam in the face of death. There are only nine men on the lit tle vessel, and they are going to attack a sort of leviathan carrying an immense crew. It is not the fight of one against ten. but of one against a hundred. Not a single word is uttered beyond the necessary ^orders. Those men, whom death already touches with his fingers, are silent and grave. And do not suppose for a moment that they do not think of the danger. On tho con trary, they tiiink of nothing else. But it is not of their own danger they are thinking, but of the danger of failure. It is not a question of tiudr lives, but of the success of the enterprise. It is essential that tho torpedo-boat shall rca h the encujj’s Hank and rescue our cruisci’. After that, if the torpedo- boat sinks, so much the worse! Every nerve is sliaiucd, every eye is directed toward tho object in view. Now the boat is only five hundred yards away from the iron-elad. Tho lire of the mitrailleuses mingles with the showers of shells and sweeps the deck; everything wooden is splintered to atoms with .grape-shot. An inces sant tire of repeating lilies from tho mast lops of ti.c irou-ciad plays over the torpodo-Oo.it, and the balls, enter ing through the 1e openings in tho decks, have already disabled three men. They lie in a corner, to which they have been able to drag themselves, for there is no time now to attend to them. They may be thought of m two minutes more—after tho fate of all shall have been decide I. The torpedo-boat has almost reached its enemy, i he success of the expedi tion is now assured, for tho shell bat teries are powerless to harm the tor pedo boat at such short range. The rifle fire, terrible as it is, can not sink her. It can only kill some of her crew; but that is of no great conse quence. Now is the time when the captain needs all his surety of eye and coolness of will; now is the time that his men must execute orders with the rapidity of lightning, for if the torpedo be fired a second too soon it will fail to do its terrible duty, and yet if there be a delay of a moment the torpedo- boat most dash itself to pieces against the sides of its mighty adversary. Now tho boat seems almost ready to touch the enemy’s vessel. Hand-gren ades flung upon her deck rebound and burst; one roan is killed; the captain has received a terrible wound in tho face, but, summoning all his strength, he supports himself erect against the iron wall by a sublime effort of will. Livid, drenched with blood, but ter rible in his calm resolve and bravery, he keeps his eye still upon the enemy. “Ready! Let her go!” The awful missilo is launched. An enormous surge appears in the water, and a frightful crackling noise is heard, followed by a terrible cry of distress. The pigmy has conquered the giant “Hard a starboara!” And the little vessel, suddenly wheel ing around, steams away at full speed, while the euemy’e iron-clad sinks to the bottom. Ten minutes aftsgward die torpedo- boat has returned to its post beside the admiral’s vessels. The admiral sends for the captain in order to congratu late him. He is carried to him upon a bier. Meanwhile the fight goes on- A new expedition may prove necessary. A provisory captain is at once appoint ed, and four men to complete the deci mated crew; and the torpedo-boat is ready to fulfill another mission; it has another band of heroes to direct it Until lately it was the general belief that chewing the splinters of a tree struck by lightning won Id cure the toothache, end that such splinters would not bum whoa thrown .into the Tree-Planting. f* 1 In a recent address. Prof. B. G Nor throp, of Connecticut, said: “A brief history of Arbor day will show its aistis and results. Tho plan originated with ex-Governor J. Stirling Morion, the pi oneer tree-planter of Nebraska. He secured tho eo-operatiou of tho state board of agrteuiur,-.* m-hv- twelve years ago, when tho governor w.<m thus in duced to appoint the >reo:nl Wednes day in April as a day to be devoted to tho economic tree-p’n Ming. The old theory that trees won! 1 not thrive in the HJreaiV American I)*** Tt” had formerly discouraged tr.-o-pi nit ling. By pen and tongue, witi nrgv: me'it; from theory and facts from h.s ow n practice, Mr. Morton sucdficdi-d cre-i ling great popular intere-t in tills work, in which no was ably seconded by cx-Govcrnor Furnas, who has long served the United States department of agr!eul:nro in the interest of forestry. Hat ly c;. ” mined the groves on Mr. Morton’s is'ate.in which black walnut abounds, growing from nuts planted by him in 1&3S and I860. The circumference of ono of those planted twenty rears ago, three feet above the ground, is four net and three inches, anu the girt of one eighteen years old Is two feet and three inshes four feet from the earth, and its height is twenty-five feet. As an experiment I have just planted personally and by proxy in Ulinton and vicinity about 150 nuts grown on these trees tins year. The experience of tree- planters in Nebraska lavors planting the nuts and the seeds of all tap-root trees where lh< y arc to grow. For forest planting in that state, tho black walnnt takes the lead of ail hard woods. A general and remarkable interest was awakened in Nebraska in the observ ance of her first Arbor day, and it is said that over 12,000,000 trees were planted on that day. This enthusiasm was not a temporary effervescence. Each successive governor has continued thus to recognize this day. The inter est has been sustained and increased. Tho State board ot agriculture annuM- ly awards liberal prizes for tho greatest number of trees planted by any one person on that day, as well as prizes to those who plant the largest number during tho year. Hence. Nebraska is the banner state of America for eco nomical tree-planting, having, accord ing to the reports from the several counties, as 1 am .informed by ex-Gov ernor FUrnas, 244,356 acres of culti vated woodland, or more than twice that of any other state. It is not strange that tho originator of arbor day should bo recognized as a public benefactor, nor that, during the last campaign, when party linos were so closely drawn, as a candidate for Governor he ran some three thousand ahead of his party ticket. Though at first aiming at economic tree-planting, Nebraska now observes "Arbor day in schools,” and the schools were last )'car invited to plant “memorial trees. ” 1 ho example of Nebraska was soon followed by Kansas, which claims over 119,000 acres of planted Woodland. The governors of that state issue annu al proclamations for Arbor day, and it is now observed by teachers and schol ars in adorning school-grounds and •ncs. The Book-Store Keeper. A book-store ought, in a sense, to be a public library. It ought to be a sort of intellectual headquarters and start ing point. It shouid bestow its bene fits upon the community in which it stands, and that community should re gard it as something worthy ot pride as well as of support Its proprietor is, of course a business man,who wants to make money. But the higher his idea of his functions, tho more money he ought to make. More intelligence is needed in the reading of books than in cobbling shoes or weighing sugar. He should be the right-huOd man to the minister, the editor, the school-teacher, the lawyer, the physician. He should take couusel of the educated and well- to-do classes in the community; and should pqf on his shelves the books they want, and should welcome them to his place of business. He is himself a teacher and preacher, whoso moral and intellectual influence makes his business an ethical as well os a com mercial ono. He has a “high calling” and ought to take a becoming pride in it. If he sells paper-hangings, sta tionery, bronzes and knick-knacks ho should remember that these, however remunerative, are but side-shows. If he covers hU windows with flash, il-. lustrated journals or staring litho graphs he shows that he has no confl uence in the intellectual part of the town and no power to make himself attractive to it Is it all a mere mat ter of profit? By no means; but if it were more money as well as more rep utation is to be got by working for the best and wisest and well-to-do classes than for the Saturday night pur chasers of the story papers. Outdoor Life. Man seems planned for ontdoor Ufa in a mild climate, with just a leaf or two of shelter for a rainy day. Hie nature will bend for a time to the con ventional burdens of an artificial civili zation, bnt replant him on first princi- C les in the outdoor garden of life and is recuperative forces will rebound with the elastic energy of steel springs relieved. Our fashionable friends would lose oaste were they to use their neighbor’s second-hand olothing, but they will daily try to purify their own blood with their neighbor’s second hand or ten-times used breath, poisoned as it always is, even when exhslbd by young qnd healthy persons. Man, in common with other warm blooded creatures, generates a surplus of heat within his body. Outdoor sleepers find that no matter how cold the surround ing air may be, if dry, enough of the outflowing'heat may be dammed back and retained by suitable clothing to sus tain the vital functions in health and comfort Until domestic art can supply oar longs with cool, first-mortgaged air, in warm rooms, its votaries will have an important problem to solve. In the meantime out-campers, and horsl dwellers will wear the best sarated blood in the land. —Am encan Home. A Severely, Mess., men, has a pom- leap alleged to be 3,000 jeers sr mm MAKING TYPE. Am Kaur Among tH* Skill** e Type-Foundry. In e walk through a type-foundry yesterday morning by a JHmet reporter the following words from Motley's “Rise ot Ahe Dutch Reput quoted by the founder, who nied the reporter through his establish ment, in referring to the art of print ing: “At the very epoch when the great ness of Burgundy was most swiftly ripening, another weapon was secretly forging, more potent in tho great struggle for freedom then any Which the wit or hand of man has ever de vised or wielded.” “It may not be generally kbown,” said the type-fonjuler, “that the first quarto biblo printed in America was tho work of dmstopbor Sauer, of Ger mantown, who there in 17S5 estab lished a typo foundry, but it is to see how type is made that you come.” "Let us begin with tne metal room.” About the place where tho amalgam of which typo is made were piled hun dreds of bar of the metal. At the fur ther end of the room a master work man threw into tho great kettle cer tain proportions of .copper, antimony, lead, and tin. This is the amalgam, the exact proportions of which produce the useful metal that must bo hard without being brittle, ductile but tough, flowing freely and hardening rapidly. A bar was broken in two. and the beautiful, sparkling grain of the metal shown. About the apartment were ca^ks of glittering antimony, bars of yellow copper, dull bricks of lead, and blocks of tin. As the composition melted the man at the kettle stirred the molten mass, and when the proper degree of heat was reached ladled it out on the molds that lay on tho brick floor at his feet. Above tho metal-room the bars wore fitted for the printer’s use. Before a machine known as a punch-cutter sat a man surrounded by a bewildering ar ray of delicate tools and guages. "There are very few men of note for this part of work in the UnitedStaU-s,” whispered tho reporter’s companion. “It requires a delicacy of touch and perception that is not easily acquired.” Ou tho end of a niece of steel the work man at tho punch-cutter was forming a letter. He worked rapidly yet with caution, frequently testing his gauges until tho letter was complete. Then other letters of the alphabet were formed tinis(iing the series. Ono by ono the dies were placed In a stamping-machine, an oblong piece of copper put under them, and then the great lever was brought (town. The impression was left deep in tho copper. This oblong bit of copper is termed the matrix. From the punch-cutter the taatricet were carried to an adjoining room, where the greatest care ia exercised in their fitting up for the mold. The slightest variation or irregularity was said to be fatal to tho appearance of the type cast in them. Perhaps tho most interesting things about the foundry are the tiny casting- machines that pour out an endless stream of type as long os they work. “These snug little fellows'^ said the type-founder, patting with his hand the odd little mass of machinery Sefore which ho stood, “can throw out more type in ono day than a man, working teu hours a day, can count in m month.” The casting-machine is the invention of David Bruce, Jr., of New York. The metal is kept fluid by a little furnace underneath the machine and Is projected into The mold by a pump. The mold is movable, and at every revolution of the crank is brought to the spout, where it receives a fresh charge of the metal. A spring in frost of the mold bolds close to- it a copper matrix, and the stomp of the letter on the matrix is directly opposite the aperture of the mold which meets the spout of the pomp. - ' In boxes the new-made type is car ried to the dressing-room, where around large stones the boys are kept busy rubbing away the rough edges on the typo. Tne lads wear leather glove fingers for protection. As the type Is rubbed smooth each letter is set ap in tong lines. \ From the nimble-fingered boys the lines of type pass into the hands of the dresser, who nos,beside him a powerful magnifying-glass. The dresser deftly slips a line of type into a long stick similar in shape to that used by print ers, face downward, screws them ap tight, and with two rapid movements of planing-tool cats the grove in the bottom of the type. This operation is known as giving the type legs. “They mast have something to stood ling on,” said the good-natured looking dresser. After that, with the magnify ing glass, the face of the line is criti- caTly Inspected and imperfect ones thrown aside to be returned to the melting-pot “Thu ofto-ation practically ends the makin" of type,” sold the founder. “ALu. ward the different letters an put ap in what we osJl ‘pagM,’ and ore ready to be sent out” The ma trices and mold, of whiok the foundry has a collection numbering many thous- ands, ore kept, when not in nse, in fireproof vault They are very i able, representing, as they do, the lection of many years ot labor. A complete font of type may be com prised under nine beads, aa follows: Capitols A, small capitals b, lower case c, figures, points, spaces, cm and en quadrates, two and threw em quad rates, and accents. . Printers divide a font of letters into two classes—upper-ease and lower case sqrti. The upper-case are capi tals, small capital letters, aad refer ences; the lower-case consists of small letters, double letters, figures, points, and quadrates.—PKUadelpkim Times. valu- AoL ■i How As numerous references Juret been mode lately to stud-botoe poker, the following description of thi msniiiiilii; game, token from an exchange, is re produced. It was evidently written by some fellow who had ran up malty hard against tho buried card. SEtftUbbrse poker is cause it has toe air of to fair play. Five cards are dealt, ton some as to other poker, with this ex bat one the ception—that all' posed, and ft is arses- upon toe strength, or weakness of this hidden cord that the players win or lose their mosey, as the esse may be. For instance, one player may have an ace in sight, another a king, and so on. Should any one of these pair the “down card” ft would constitute the strongest band. The players can only judge from the cards thrown around oy the dealer as to what pairs are out The highest card or pair in sight must do the betting. This gives the player holding a strong pair, one of the cards of which is ex posed, the other hidden, a decided ad vantage, os tho others may not be play ing him for a pair. The tobies form a semi-circle, and are so arranged that ten or a dozen men ean play at one time. The dealer, with his chips, sits in the center, and requires each man to “anto" ono chip, which entitles him to draw two cards, tho first one of which is dealt face down, the second bein exposed. The betting then begins on continues until the cuds ore all drawn out. This looks like a very fair game, and probably would be were it not for the “rake-off,” or percentage, and oth er little points which are kept a secret among the favorites of the green-cloth circle. The percentage taken by the house absorbs at least one-half, and is no groat that old and experienced gam blers will not play their money against the game. Where the greatest evil ex ists U the cheapness of the game. The chips in the majority of the houses are sold at the rate of two for 6 cents, the player being required to buy 60 cents' worth at n time, or as many more as he desires. Should luck run in his favor he may make a good winning off a half- dollar. In nine coses out.of ten it goes the other way. This, then, is whore the faqeination comes in. Each player imagines that he can play the gome better man somo- one else, and that there is a fortune to ■tore for him if he only has nerve and follows it up. Young men who could not bo induced to play their money against other games of chanoe are daily being caught in the meshes at “stud-poker, ” and onee in, they find ft hard to extricate themselves. “Fifty oehts’ worth, just for amuse ment,” says the smiling tempter; and the half-dollar is exchanged for a small stock of Ivories. The cords are dealt, and the beginner, at the end of several plays, finds that his capital has been in creased fourfold. ‘Great game!” < the novice. “No good, growls the capper, who has been losing. “Tty again,” suggests the dealer; “perhaps J on will have better look next time. ” le does try again, md the role invari ably is that either he or the dealer hah all the chips when the gome oloeee. These, then, ore the reontittof-poeta for the gambling-hoosear Let a max once become a victim to “stud-poker,” and. it wlll oinch him like the Old Man of toe Ska. Th* best friend that oomae to the rescue of theoe pom the law. It is the only thing tost save them from otter ruin.—Firpioia Enterprise. ■ ^ r | m « S. A Thoweend Pouffe t Nearly every om who has played whist much most have had at tones a Yarborough band—that is, a hand h» which there is no cord above a ai Pern bridge says he bee held three ei these hands in the course of two hoars; bat this is. oohree. altogether a noL The name'given to n hand of sort is derived from a oertotoLocdTaP borough, who used to offer the attrao- tire oat realty rear safe wager of £1,000 to £1 that a hand of this cost would not be dealt. If Lord Yap* borough had not calculated the ehaneea, (or had them calculated far him.) he toted with little wisdom fa betting at all on such n matter; bnt if he knew them he acted with little offering the odds he did. It found that one bud to about I.8M Yarborough, so that Lord Yi ought to hare wagered £1.8f7 to instead of £1,000 to £1. It is laid that he laid thin wager many thoosands of times. Supposing be offered £1,000 to £1 to each member of a whist K for 10 deals, on about 91 or 99 to each of 10 yean, making to all 80,660 wagers—4. #., 90 tones 1,898— he would nave loot about 90 tones, or £90,000, end won about £86,600, mi ~ >nt £16.500. 'it'io dear profit of aboat to - system of per annum, by this rt& There has been discovered near Yu ba Dam a fugitive sheep, whieh, to swimming through, the muddy water, had become thoroughly covered with “slickeiu.” to which much grafes seed} hod been mixed. A thick cropof green C ss is now growing upon toe sheep’s k. Both the sheep and gross ore being carefully guarded, and when the latter bee reached its full growth ft will he harvested teureku* Into as tne of ft stance, lastly. Is on record of ahead containing four twos, four three#, four foura, and one Are. Any such e head might well believe especiolly selected for punishment by ton deities or demons, whoever they may be, who preside over the fortunes of whist players. Yet snob a hand le bound to odour from time to time,when so many play whist. The chance at holding such a hand is, to tho same as too nhtnes the trumps, via., ena fa For there are only four poasibto ways to whieh soeh a head ean ha made um It must hold the 19 lowest oerds fa tha pack, aad on# Are, which mar ha of any of the four suits; ‘ four hands hw ‘ a Are out of ww»wMF l amr ( i chanoe of soeh a hand ia 168,716,889, 000. Yet I hare ae maaaer of doubt so foolish ore if a Lord Yarborough of to offer £10,000 to £1 i £168,768,889,000 to £1) acton what dicta! both! is the group effort situal pictui way* color' all thi and di laws < “In ances, of use they p get th If byi dress, drfesn whom •hoes met bj thege der re secret forme] propoi octreei tukne, plassll the oa sad ac ere ad the kn may hi To Um dreeeu they, tankini hare b for bei the ms if they the pal •tolly think