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VOL. IX. BARNWELL, S. C., THURSDAY, APRIL 22, 1886. After fTie FaTI ofTroy. Trny has fallc-n; an l ncvrr will b? War like the war iliat »as wa*rad for uar. Could I but bav. tho#o ten jt iii-* back again, With the luve and the glory, the pleasure like pain, Tlie clash of arms and the din of the tight. The feasting and music, the color and light 1 Yet, mixed with it alL, there sounded to me Kverh moan from the far off-sea. There still remains ilUa for all time to bo: The war of the world w as fought for me. (live them no pity who died for me there; Men can nevermore die for a face so fair. An l what does it mutter that now they lie, S aint and silent, beneath the sky? emember that none evermore can be liack for those years in Troy with me. —Florence Peacock, in Academy. Fuller the Know. June, with its roses, went long ago; Tomight the earth's lying deep under the snow; ’ Hope’s riehesf treasures, like roses of yore. Are scattered and vanished, to come never more. The breath of thy blossoms, O, love-haunted days! The soll-slghiutr zephyrs, thy birds’ tender lays, , Thy far-away (drylands, so blue and so fair. The mists of thy tpornings, rose-tinted and ruiu. One voice made thy music, its silence Is pain; One face made thy beauty, 'twill come ne'er again. While chill winds niv blowing I weep in my woe O'er the love that lies buried deep tinder the snow. —Hoston Transcript. STORY OF A RIM TASK. In one of (lie mountainous countioH of Wales there lived lor many tears a hermit, of whom' no one had any knowl- edire. His abode was a cave, in a wild re- \ piottf and he ne.vrr appeared nnionc his f feltow-libiiurs except to obtain such m>- ce.vsaries ns his hermit life m|uired. Re would never, while living, reveal his name, m»r place of hirlh, nor tlio cfttise whieh ItTid led him to secludo liim- sclf from the* world. One day a cottnle of travclen?, pas-mg throu»h that region, visited the eave, and found tin* hermit not only dead, tint in h at ate of dt 0<.itit*>Mtion. Tlx; bod'i. after an iu<|ue>t, was bflried, and sume jrarinents and a few llillea, which belonged to the deycasetl, were dejKts.iled at the nearest magis trate's ntl'iee, with a'full statement of the facts. In a |MM’ket of one of these garments was found a manuscript, stip|iosed to have been written by the deceased, and which, as it tells Pm own story, w<» here trunsoribii without a word of comment: l was born in a year I shall not ro- m oMAnt” I «, taimlng bnon him with the glaring fury of a wild beast, “if yon lored th&t being with one ^enth of toe passion that is destroying me, you would ent yonr wagging tongue from your gaping month ere you woi^ld iiemtlt so flippant a mention of so sacrixl & name." He started, and stairsl at mo, while I walked indignantly away. Did he understand my words? Did he comprehend them in their breadth and depth? Only so far, perhaps, as a shallow brain and a superficial feeling could reach, for he was one entity, and I an other. From that mehneut, however, ho ceased to speak of her in my presence, and I, feeling that she was lost to me for ever, only secretly worshiped her from afar. So matters drifted on for a time, and T became miserable over my solitary brooding; and while 1 wished myself far enough from the scene of a rival's triumph, I shrank from the thought of going where 1 should never look upon my idol again. One night, having forgotten some thing at the store, I procured the key from the porter and entered the build ing. To my surprise, I soon i>o reel veil the glimmer of a light in the counting- room; and on approaching it cautiously, thinking there might be a burglar at work, 1 was still morn' surpriscil to see the safe-door open, and my rival seated on the floor, apparently counting a large roll of bank-notes. “\Vell, this looks like singular night- xvork!" said I. With a startled cry, he fairly leaped to his feet, letting tiie mouct f.ii: around him, and turned towards me one <«; tl ■■ most gnastty tacos i ever tiehobt. After looking straight in my face for a few moments, during which he shook and trembled, ami his very lips quiver ed, he stammered out: pord. In a plan' 1 shall not reveal, ami under a name 1 shall not disclo-c. For many long years i have lieen dead to the world, and my desire now is that thu waves of oblivion shall roll ovif mi* and leave me as if I had never bei-rr— And vet there hre some facts in my life which I wi*h to sut forth. Why? Well. 1 doubt if 1 could toll nnyono why. 1 only know that the impulse is on me to write tln-m down, perhaps to de stroy the record when done. My youth passed pleasantly. 1 had kind, indulgent, and mous par ents, who sought to make my life a hap py one. I was sent to school at au early ago, nml kept there till I hail acquired a good English education. Then, at my own request, 1 became an underclcrk in the large dry-goods es tablishment of a prosperous niereliant. Hy itnet integrity and diligenee 1 gradually rose to a tirst position. At two-aml-twenty 1 itad the eonti- • donee of my HTijiloyi r, ami was often iavtUid ty his'd wPrlmg. At first this mnife me ViTy happy, ami as I looked forvrtnaLtUen. the fu ture seemod very bright. Hut, alas, ahd alas! this wai tile beginning of a sorrovV'wfcleh w ill never end while I re main on earth. My employer had a ihuighter —a kind, gentle, lovi-fy my ear raptureil vision, sfihh ' ->angcl just come down from Paradise. u,. From the momeut I lirst beheld her my whole soul went out to her, and from that time forth I could conceive of no enjoyment in which she had no part. As 1 am confessing this to np to a world that will never know me, I will say that 1 loved her to a degree of worship which made her a_ something above and beyond my reach; and though naturally easy and fluent in con versation, I could not speak to.her with out changing color and choking, and appearing more like tBi idiot than a man of sense. This made ate avoid meetihg her when alone, or pressing forward to take my chance with those who were seeking her at every opportunity, perhaps be cause of a liking for herself, perhaps be cause of a liking for the money she would inherit. I do not think she ever suspected me of having any regard for her beyond that of her being the (laughter of my employer, whom I’was in duty bound to treat with respectful deference, and certain I am that she had no conception of the holy love and worship I secretly gave her. . < - As I have said, I avoided as much as possible coming in contact with her— would have gone a mile out of my way rather than speak to her, and yet her presence, in my company of which I formed a part, was a glowing joy, and her absence a depress mg void. —— > Amobg her numerous Suitors was a fellow-clerk, who held a position of con- lidcncc under our employer similar to my own, and who, when we were alone together, was always praising her sweet ness and beauty, and proclaiming his own undying love. “Oh, fancy the golden momeut when I shall be able to clasp her dear little hand in mine, and call Iter by the cn- r^vdetiring name of wife!" he would some- 1 imes exclaim, or use v#mls of similar t!f imjtort; and when I would as often turn aside, to conceal the feelings that wonld almost over|lower me, he wonld mis take my action for a dislike on the sub- je<:. “Ah,” he one day said to me, "I per ceive my darling finds no favor in your sight; and she knows you do not like her; but for my sake, I trust you will not let her mi-ti**l you absolutely hate the sight of her person, and the mfntioo of her name." I his to me, whose excess of love for the object in question was eonnuning aw like an inward hre! you and ‘•Wh-wh-why, is it you? Wita-vvha- what do you waut?" “Suppose in turn I ask you what are doing with that open safe money at this untimely hour?" “Oil, that?" he answered, glancing down at the scattered hank-notes, and evidently recovering himself with an effort "Ha, ha! ’ he a flee led to laugh. “Do you know, my dear fellow, I took you for a burglar!” “ “Instead of yourself, eh?" ”Tlie fact is. you see, mv dear friend "Suppose vou leave t? " I it the ’dear friend’ out? I intornmtad. “Well, then," he cnollv went on. “tin' fact is that, after going fiomo, the idea came into mv head that I had made a mistake in my money report; nml ns the governor, you know (meaning our employer), is very particular about trines, and might discover it before I should get a chance to make a correc tion. I thought I had better attend to it at once.” “And doubtless you found an error, which you were about to set right!" I said, with a sneer which he seemed not to notice. •Oh, yes, I think there was an error; hut 1 am not quite sure, because of your inU’iruptiou, I shall have to go all over the money again. And now that 1 have accounted for my presence here, suppose you do the same," he added, giving me a aettrehing look. '"Welt; l*came in to get -" Here it oecurred to me that I, an honest man, was being interrogated by one who was perhaps a thief, and I suddenly broke off and added: “That is my business." •Oho!" lie exclaimed with a peculiar look and leer. “And 1 came in By the porter's key," I sharply con tinned. “Aha! yes, yes. Just so!" “Ami by what key did you come in?" “1 Mip|>oso you arc not ignorant of the fact that there is a private key?" lie answered. "Which belongs to the governor." “And which his daughter could get for me." “Having every confidence in your in tegrity.” "At least she ought to have in her ftt- tilrc trunk, That the nmmuit^T tl thousand C unds had been abstracted within the it few weeks, that my fellow-clerk and rival had suspected me ever since the night (so ho swore) he had jgocn me coming out of the store, amvthat the porter had already given evidence of iffy havinglkirrowed 1m key to enter the building at an unseasonable hour. I comprehended at once that this was a most fiendish plot of my rival to got me outof the way and shield his owu dishonesty, for lie alone had robbed his employer, and profited by it. What could I do? My statement of the fact that I had entered the premises for another pur pose was not believed; and when I add ed the whole truth of what 1 had scon there, J was simply regarded as a cold blooded rascal, who was trying to in volve an innocent young man in my own ruin. All, my previous life of probity went for nothing, or only stood out, white- robed, to make my later acts appear more dark ami damning. Well, to be brief, 1 was tried, and convicted, and sent to penal servitude for a term of years. She, who was mv idol, was ^present when the awful verdict "(iuilty" was pronounced by the jury; and 1 shall never forget the mournful look of pity with widely she regarded me for the last time, as she passed by in the felon's dock, leaning on the arm of my wicked rival and destroyer. Well, I was, as 1 have said, convict ed, and I served out my time; lint be fore 1 left that place of misery and de gradation, I had the satisfaction of see ing my hated rival there, in tlie convict garb, justly brought there by his evil deeds. After my release I h'anted that his angel wife, my—woi»liip)>eil lore, had died of a broken heart. That was the end of life for me. All since then has lieen only the dull, dreary round of a mechanical existence, with no hopes no fears, no jussions, nothing but the tired waiting here till the Master shall call me hence. 1 am as one dead—1 am as one buried —and the world and all that live iu tlie world are dead to me. Why do I still exist? Because it would be very sinful to lift my hand against the life the Master gave me. l.ot Him work His will, how ami wlu n He will, and let mo humbly bow Indore the awful nnsterv that I cannot understand. He, who has a purpose in all things, ploced mo hero lor a puniose, aAlicted me for a purpose, and wnl' Work out a purpose through mv sufferings; but what that purpose was, or is, or is to lie, is known to Him alone. 1 only wait for the end, and resign myself to say: "God’s will bo done on earth as heaven." nULTCTOUS KET,S. The Japam-** Moilr of Making Mer- peutine Fish a Delightful Morsel. of the San One aftor- ahout the A Japan correspondent Francisco Chrunicle writes: noon in April I was strolling streets engaged in watching' the in- in Pea Sanders. Old man Pea Sanders is probalily the most notorious "moonshiner" In north tcrcsthig occupations of thepoople, when I met a young Japanese w ho had boon educated at Harvard, ami who aj>- pruciated a slice off the breast of a can vas-back duck ami u tenderloin stetlk as perfectly as ‘‘one of the manner'bom. 1 * Having politely saluted me. he re marked: “I am on my way to Manoki’s. Would you like to join me in a feast of broilod-eels? It is said that this mouth the unagi is a lit morsel for the gods." I replied, with a somewhat dubious shake of the head, “.1 never was very fond of those marine snakes." “Probably you have never tasted them prepared by my countrymen." jie slyly returned. “I remember once eating some at Delmoiiico’s (shuddering.) They were soft, tlavorlcss morsels, in closed iu a quivering jelly. Come along with me." “Are the eels good to-day?" patron izingly inquired my friend of the pro prietor. "1 have heard that their flavor is not quite what it used to lie. Do you procure them from the city canals, or are they from the Stmiula river?’’ The proprietor bowed, then twitched tlie left corner of his mouth, after the fashion of it Japanese tittering a joke, and an swered: "Honorable sir. do you for a moment imagine I should offer canal-bred eels to such a judge as yoursetf? No, nu! You know that J have a nigh reputation and buy nothing'but the most beautifnl eels that come front the Sumhla. Re membering lint the time was near for you to pay us a visit, 1 have saved some of the finest fish you ever saw. Would you like to come into the 'kitchen and inspect them?" ••Hal,” gently added his wife, who had listened to his speech with down cast eyes, “that is so. We have some eels tit for a dahnio.” “What do ymi say?” iiKtuired my companion. ‘•Wotfld ybu like to visit the culinary dcuartiuujl? ’ “Not until I have dined," I answered sniffing suspiciously at the faint odor of pickled radish that Issued from a rear department. The waitress quickly a|>- ]»earod with some ^trays containing square, black, lacquered boxes, bearing the signs of the house and a number. Placing one liefore each of us, she re moved the lightly-lilting lids and re vealed the contents, which were sec tions of nicely-browned, broiled, split eels, skewered together, that ^jave out a most appetizing odor. The girl smiled as she watched my looks, and replen ishing my saucCr. placed It near me, murmuring: * “I think )ou will find the unagi very pleasing to your taste.’’ I took my chopsticks in my right hand, inserted the ]K>ints in the flesh, broke off a morsel and ate. Ye gods! clad servant to approach him, ho said: •'Some customers have just come in. Prepare an eel in the presence of these gentlemen." The man, who evidently took great pride in his work, selected a vigorously squirming fish, struck its head smartly upon a woodeu block upon the floor, aud kneeling by it grasi>eil the creature's neck, inserted a knife in the left side of the vertebra*, aud dexterously ran it down to .the tail; then rapidly applied his instrument to the other side of the backbone and re peated the process, leaving the cel split open. Holding up the head, to which was attached the vertebra! and lateral bone inclosing the intestines, he bowed and said: “There is not a splinter left in the fish." "That is so.” proudly remarked the proprietor. “I only employ the most skillful men and cooks." The operator washed down the block, chopped the flattened ell into three-inch lengths, and shouted to a cook, who advanced to re move it on a dish. The next process was a mysterious one and was performed behind a screen, from whence the platter of eels was presently handed out to one of the boilers. My opinion is that the fish had simply lieen plunged into boiling water to make the skins tender. We advanced to a range and saw a cook ^kew cring the pieces of eel on long bamboo splinters. Tben lie placed them on the rods over the glowing coals, and when one side was browned, dex terously picked them up with a pair of iron chopsticks and turned them. After they Were thoroughly cooked he seized the fish with the same iustrument and plunged it into a vessel containing old shovu, which was thick and dark as mofasso. The steaming unagi was then drained, placed in a lacquer box, and sent up-stairs to the customer. A Chinese Millionaire. A BANK’S INGRATITUDE. Georgia. He has been in Fulton w,u * delicious! rich, tender, delicately Countv jail eight times on the same flilvon *l* and b ""« «“! 1 dr *w my box charge. \ ' n,e ’ nodded approvingly at the We saw old man Pea on Saturday ! *■') fop delectable night's north-bound train. He was just k? 0 "- Tlie smiling girl brought inbox This allusion to his coming marriage withmj worshipped angel nearly drove I controlled myself as well as I cculd, ami merely said: “I hojie you will find your money af fair all correct, and not' have to take away or add anything!" “Thank you! I hope I shall!" he blandly answered. 1 turned away abruptly to seek what I came for and leave the building. As I was about to depart, in no en viable frame of mind, he called out: “I supiiosc you will report what you have discovered, and as much to my in jury as possible?” “Probably you are now judging mo by yourself, I angrily replied; ‘-but I will thank you to understand that I am too much qf a gentleman to be a tale bearer." “All right, then, and good-night!” he said. Being too angry to respond I hurried out and locked the door without saying another word. I returned the key to the porter; but I did not mention to him, nor to anyone else, the fact of my having met my fel low-clerk in the building, under circum stances so calculated to excite suspicion of his being there for an evil purpose. In tliw-I-am now certain I ttid wron^; but I was young then, without experi ence in the evil ways of mankind, strict ly honest ami honorable myself, and possessed too much pride to demean myself to the low condition of a tale bearer. ; 1 reasoned, too, that if mv rival had originally designed to rob his employer, he would not iu> it after what had oc curred, and that 1 really had no right to injure his reputation merely because he had been chosen from ail the world by world to the lair being who was all the mdL It was something like a month after this event, that 1 w as one day fearfully startled and shocked at suddenly finding myself under arrest for stealing money from my employer. — Notwithstanding that I knew myself to be entirely innocent, the very fact that I should be suspected of such a ne farious transaction nearly crushed me with shame. Judge of mv unbounded amazement and horror, then, on being assured that marked mouev had been found in mj out of jail and on his way home. The Toccoa people will appreciate the old man’s appearance when we say that ho would remind you forcibly of “Grip Scott." . With an old, flabby wool hat, rim turned close against the corner on the left side and a keen'searching eye that was never dazed during his 76 years of life, old man Pea is the perfect image of some civilized independence. Nothing abashes him. He is afraid of neither man. woman, or beast. He is an incessant talker amT loves to teH of his tricks on the revenue officers. His latest dodge. Just before his last arrest an officer got oft’ the train at Bel ton, near which town he lives, and start ed over to old Pea’s house. He met au old man in the road. ^ “Old man, do you know Pea San ders?" “O, yes; bought many cr gallon er licker from him." “Where, does ho liver’ “Right down thar." “Is he at home?" “Guess so; if he ain’t the old ’oman is.' “Good day, sir," said the officer. “Good luck to ye," said the old man. The officer marched on to old man Pea’s house. Old man Sanders turned around as the officer went on and muttered to himself: “Guess you woa’t find him to day, mister." We said to the old man, “Mr. Sanders, do you intend to keepon moonshiningf" Said he: “Them fellers in Atlanta axed me there and I told ’em I never made any rash promises." “Guess, then, you mean to make some more ‘mountain dew.’ ” “Let ’em prove it if I do.” The old man seemed very well satis fied with his imprisonment and among other things said he had been “boarding at the United States hotel in Autlanter. They treated me very well, but I like or froze up in that cold spell." A young flour merchant from Atlanta engaged him in conversation. Said he: “Mr. Sanders, did you buy a still before you left Atlanta?” "Oh! when I want another one, I thought I would come around and get you to make It for mo." The old man's ticket gave out at White Sulphur and live conductor start ed to put him off. Col. E. Schafer, of Toccoa, stepped forward and paid the fare. The old fellow chuckling to him self said: “Good friends is better than money."—Toccoa (Ua.) News. food. after box; the contents of each being nicer than the last I have partaken of fried oysters at homo, broiled fish in all countries, and the delicacies of every clime, but have never more thoroughly enjoyed any dish than 1 did those eels. At last I laid down my chopsticks, and, glancing at my friend, exclaimed: “You were right in saying that this is a dish for the gods. We ought to intro duce it at home.” The waitress bowed iu acknowledg ment of my praise, and inquired if we would like to eat some rice. , "Yes," nodded my companion, “I think I could empty a bowl or two.” Away went the girl, who, after a brief delay, returned, bearing a large tray on which was a covered wooden tub, con taining hot rice, two lacquered bowls, a teapot, and some tiny cups. - I contrived to cat ottC AKiTliun of the ■delicious, well-cooked cereal^ 1then lighted my pipe and watched my friend, who had his bowl refilled a dozen times, and moistened his food by satur ating it with tea. rw ' m '"' r “How do you contrive to render the skins of the fish so tender!" I asked the Sirl- “I do not know," she answered, glancing timidly at the mats. “The cooks never permit ns to learn their secrets. If you like to visit the kitchen they will no doubt explain everything to vmi.’’ Hu Haueb-yen, the great Chinese Ranker and millionaire of Hangchow, isTTRuF In Svpie respects, says the Shanghai News he was one of tl*' most remarkable men In his country. His father was a merchant, and he himself tiegan life from a pretty low rung on the ladder, having b»*en originally a simple clerk or “purser,” as the Chinese sometimes saf, in a commercial hong. But by dint of his extraordinary talents for business he rose rapidly in wealth and fame, and for some years past has been recognized as the leading mer chant of China—the representative of China’s linancial and commercial inter ests. To borrow a phrase made fatmlias to us by Mr. Edward Jenkins, Hu Tno- t’ai was, in no far-fetched sense, a true Paladin of finance, and when he died had already been honored by the cm- jieror with a button of tlie tirst grade (Cou p'in hng-t'tii), a yellow rtdiug- iacket, and the rank of provincial judge, llis beautiful palace at Hangchow was one of the show places of China. Tlie Chinese say that hia career was scarcely like one of real life—it was a “spring dream.” Advancement from so low a degree to the high honors and unbound ed wealth which he afterward attained is a phenomenon less common in China than in Europe and America. There have been many miners and gulch la borers in the Uuitod BUtaa who have risen to be bonanza kings. Mr. Gilead P. Bock docs not stand alone in the an nals of the far west. But in China such freaks of fortune are rare, and Hu Tao- t’ai may fairly claim a place as a suc cessful merchant beside Tzu Rung, the disciple of Confucius, who, when en gaged in business, always made a profit In this, however, the sage was more fortunate than the millionaire, though he never amassed much wealth, for the losses sustained by Hu in his celebrated silk speculation were simply fabulous, and there were probably few merchants in the whole of China who ever owned as much as was then sacri ficed. Hu died at midnight a few days ago at Hangchow, age something over 80 years. Ho was not a particularly cultured man, but his influence was great, and be was renowned for the ex tensiveness and liberality of his chari ties. The Uu Too, in its obituary notice, says: "Hi* has saluted the world; and, now that he has gone, having died in impoverished circumstances, who is there who will not look back upon his career and aocord him a sigh of regret?” A six-ycar-old son of C. M. Shortt of Sugar Grove, N. Y., swallowed a toy knife while using it as the dart of a blow-gun formed of a hollow metal pen holder. 'flic knife, which was open, measured an inch and five-eighths in length, and went into the stomach han dle lirst. As soon as the boy’s grand father, Enjrl Davis, heard of the acci dent he prescribed a diet of buckwheat, having read just the night before how a young Californian had got rid of a knife which he had swallowed by eating boart.lv and froiueMlv of half-cookan buckwiteaL The little boy was given all tlie buckwheat cakes he wouiil tat aud uo doctor was called in. He recov ered. a- "Now for the bill,” said my compan ion, refilling his pipe. “Altogether, you have given us a very tolerable meal." In a few moments she came back, carrying a small scoop-like tray, in which was placed a slip of yajicr con taining a reckoning. This she pushed along the mat toward nlm; she then bowed and remained with her fecc close to the floor, while he minutely scruti nized the .clocunient. Taking his purse from his sleeve he dropped somp money into the tray, and reinwked in a low RaMi W * wJ » * • L* I * “You may keep the change” (10 cents). His munificence almost over- powcfed the waitress, who bowed re peatedly, and gratefully murmured: “Your generosity resembles that of a foreigner. Anyone can see that you have traveled.” After we had smoked awhile he asked whether I would like to visit the kitchen, and on my replying in the affirmative summoned the landlady, who said: “You honor us too greatly. My husband shall show you how we prepare the eels.” We rose, quitted the room and descending the ladder-like stairway, the steps of which were polished smooth as glass, slipped on our foot-coverings and entered the kitchen. On the hara earthen floor were rows of little charcoal furnaces, provided with iron rods that served as rests for the skewered eela Maroki, whose only failing was a weakness for bowing and politely sucking in his breath between his speeches, led the way, and was ex ceedingly attentive. Pointing to a range of tubs containing fine specimens of fish, he remarked: “These were caught this morning; they are the most expensive fish in the Nippon Kashi market Arc they not worth looking at?” “How do yon contrive to so com pletely extract their bones?" I de manded. "Out cooks ean not accom plish that feat" Motioning • Iu 1H7J, II. 0. Warner and I published the 8coUvillc Aryus. Scottville b» a Kentucky town and is principally noted for llie activity of the town hog and the kthargy of the town con stable. 1 was the editor, water-carrier, ivood-chop|i,'r and rent-dodger. Warner was publish er, liook-kceper, fire-maker, (irusstnun and re*!t-dodger. We did the most of our work separately, but in dodging the rent collector we worked with perfect concert of action. Our paper was six months old when it died. Under differ ent conditions it might have lived a few moments longer. Warner did not write anything for the Argus, yet he largely contributed to its collapse. Tills is the way it occurred: One dav a prominent business man presented Warner with a pair of hrogan shoos: Immediately af ter my friend put on the shoes 1 detected a foppish air about him. He took de light in greasing the shoes with a fine article of tallow and prancing in my presence. Having thus gained recog nition at the hands of the capitalists, he began to withdraw himself from circu lation and to cultivate an exclusiveness which greatly depressed me. 1 knew that those capitalists would be our ruin, and. alack, how well my suspicions were founded. "Good scheme on hand." said War ner one evening as lie came into the bedroom w here our type setting, editing and presswork was done. "What is it?" “Well, several parties here want to es tablish a bank, and they want as to ad vocate the idea. What do you say?” "I am opposed to banka. 1 ' I replied. ’*tf a bank be started here it will do ua no good." ‘•That's whore you’re wrong. Gur failure thus far can be attributed to the fact that we’vo had no bank. Why, sir, just think of it. All successful newspa pers, all great journals are published in towns where there are banka If banka were not conducive to the health of the newspapers, why the newspaper* would move away. Now, what I want you to do, is to write ua article in favor of the bank, urging the fact that our people take stock in it. Well, we advocated the establishment of the bank, and the bank was estab lished. Shortly afterwards, Warner, wearing a thick crust of melancholy, came into tlie office, sat down on our pine tjpd, and, with n sigh, remarked: “It was a mean trick. “What was a mean trick?" 1 asked. "Well, I’ll tell you. even though you have nothing to do with the business department of this office. wc are ruined!" i “Ruined!" I exclaimed. “That’s what I said 1 know that you do not understand bn*lne«s, Imt I think that etnacr relations should bo es tablished between the editorial depart ment and the counting-room. We are busted. ” “Explain,” I pleaded. “Well, it was caused by the treachery of the bank men.” “Have they run away with any of our money?” He looked reproachfully at me and continued: “This morning a fellow drew on us through the bank. He live# about fifty miles from here, and we were all right until that infernal bank was started. Those officials have treated us shamefully. To think of their ingrati tude makus me mail. The sheriff will be around pretty soon to take charge of our material. 1 am determined that he shall not have the type.” "How can you help it?" “I’m going to put it into my pockots and stroll away with it” He aid mv and is now running a paper in Argenta, Ark. 1 met him the other day. "How arc you getting along?” I asked. “First rate, he replied. “Only tb« cattle pled my type. Von #ec, during the recent cold weather, 1 had to move my office into the stock yards. I didn’t j£ct out a paper this week. A Texas i iteer hooked my press and broke it Ah, iow fondly I remember those good old days we spent in Kentucky. See that man going along yonder? Well, ha’s working against me. He’s going to start a bank in my town."—Opie P Read, in New Yorl Mercury. Twt* AalauUi Let Loom « Targets for I (From the Ness Never did a more sauteiihg lug aflkir take plaoa is Sm than i he great boar boot vfej off at the ElysUra I’M*, t on Monday aftersoss. Tht steamship Eider last over from Germany twa n£ which had bean capto mountains by asents i the collector of wild the boars arrived they weravi by Mr. Keicbe to Chariet Mai of No. 314 Washingtoa Mreaf ken. For several days ha was what to do with them. Vina of his friends suggests# that wild boar hnnt be given at Um Melds. . The suggestion met with : the hunt was fixed for noon. Invitations were Ism number of persons, bet ma people came than had bee They swarmed over the fence baseball grounds, where the h place, ana crowded throagh < despite Uto precaution of tna Among those who came war all the cily officials of Hoboki of those of Jersey City, beak dreds of prominent citizens a lums and street g&mins. The sharpshooters who I selected to kill the brutes wet A. Guide. R. Welfelman, W. W aid and George Brown. < two tatter appeared. W. Wall is tbe editor of a Hobok ly paper, and his father it a cb lie learned to handle the rtf< life, and is an expert rtiot. Brown is a colored man, and employ of Mr. Beiche^ Be, crack shot. At 3 o’clock tbe ineloeed were crowded with speetatoi tops of tbe fences were Ua lieople, while oat of neighho! dows peered hundreds of tee an lM»ur later the door of tbe thrown open, and as the smal boars shot through those of li tors who had not alreadv • place beyond tbe reach of th looking tushes of tbe wIM bes safety in undignified flight valiant policemen scampered rest of thu crowd ont of i while Uhief Donovan and Timken vied with each otbat the fence top. Tbe obesitl mayor prevented a sueeemn tion of Uto maacravre. The undersized, yellowish brats, way across tbe i field, tfe to root with his long A Novel Enterprise. A Halifax, Nova Scotia, correspon dent of the New York Evening Post writes: B. B. Barnhill, of Joggin’s Mines, Cumberland county, has under construction an immense raft for the purpose of carrying to New York about 8,000,000 superficial feet of piles; logs, spars, hardwood timber, and boards. Its dimensions arc, length 410 feet, width 55 feet, depth 85 feet, and it will draw 21 feet of water. The raft is be ing built upon a well-constructed cradle, which will bo launched with the raft and removed from it in the water, leav ing the raft with its chains and binders to support itself. The structure is tor pedo-shaped at the bow and stern, and a cro««- tiion amidship will be of the form oi an ellipse. When completed it will weigh 8,000 tons. The weight is so distributed over the four set of launch- ways as to exert & pressure of 80 pounds to the square inch, which is about two- thirds of the pressure allowable on or dinary launchways. About one-sixth of the cargo has been stowed. When com pleted the cost will be about 120,000. The raft is to be towed to New York by an “ocean tramp," or by two tugs, as soon as launched, which will be about midsummer. Should Mr. Barnhill’s en gineering skill prove equal to his enter prise and courage in planning and un dertaking so novel an operation he will have provided a cheap method of water carriage for the products of the forest Many persons view the scheme with in credulity, and predict that it will be a failure. ' The annals of modern diplomacy ^de scribe no event more important and unique than the »|>ectacle of Queen Vic toria and Mrs. Minister Phelps sit ting in a cozy room at Windsor Castle drinking tea and comparing their re spective views on establishing the auto- noniy of raspberry jam. This occur rence, says tbe Philadelphia./Ycm, can not fail to draw tbe two great English- speaking imlioos closer together in tbe bonds of common sisieriMWi. Common Kenso at Home. One of the advantages of a great city a a certain independence which we en joy. Tlie rules of fashion or custom are not so severe. It is only young. Inex perienced people who feel that' they must have the latest style and tint of paper, and remake their side trimming into box pleatings, when that is the last mode. In fact, a little change from the prevailing custom is considered original and rather admired, unless too outre. For instance, the other day, a friend of mine determined to see all ner acquaint ances and repay many social calls. She accordingly sent out her visiting cards, with “Oiu-Fashioncd Tea” written under the engraved name, and in the corner opposite the address, added “From Four to Seven.” In the back parlor the table was simply set with tongue, sandwiches, the most delicious crullers, made by her mother, who is famous for that particular cake, cookies, equally delicious, also home-made sponge cake, chipped beef and cheese. Two young relatives poured tea and chocolate, and served the .refreshments on old family china, beautiful enough to form the nucleus of a museum. It is needles# to say that everybody came and was dfo ligBted. There was neither bake-shop confectionery nor dishes, for show, bat all tasted and tasted, again and again. spongy earth. r* harp* boot era Wall and edged carefully np, while M kept cautiously bank, ft boar had hi# head half burls eyes in the dirt. Brown Area on him and fired. With a i agony the animal tamed and jaws widely extended towari Walk That valiant huetei voosiy pulled np his parlor polled the trigger. Tna eap out tbe gun (ailed to go boar, however, fell dead at hi Tben the other boar was He wae a big fellow and was to be lazy until Kaegebaha’s nouud was let out. The fief ap to him, smelled of-hha, quickly proceeded to seise k left ear. The hear sqaealed, dog tet go and gaaaa at Ua quadruped in apparent aatoi He was mneh more aatoaieft the boar opened wide his Hi jaws and amde a side lunge Bad that bfow hit the dog, wonld have worried no ma Luckllv, however, for tbe 1 dog escaped, and then beget First the d'g chased the I tben tbe boar chaaed the < two sportsmen got as eloet dared, bat ooukl not get a g Suddenly the boar started i group of spectators and i flying ia ovary direction. TimkeB got against the fe when the brute was eloet kicked treaendoaelv. His feet looming ap like a big • frightened the hog; and it rw Una 8eide, who tumbled i Wright, wno in tarn knock Water Commisaiener Wlnjee felling, toppled over agali Donovan. In an instant all fusion, and Charloy Kaegaba with a baseball bat and beai over the bend until be run Brown, the colored sbarpahe blazed away at him. Hie bi broke a foreleg. Tbe dog h ping at the boar until Mr. 1 told Mr. Kaegebuhn to mil ! tbe sport moat stop. Tbe immediately caitafi oft Tbe infuriated animal ht time lunged towards Idii who fired a big rifle ball into and killed him. Oar! Eebert expert butcher, ran oat end knife out the boar's throat, boars were at once hung up ed, after whieh they were 1 the ride of u big truck m through tbe etreata. exclaiming “Oli, how good R is!’’’—an exclamation udiich your correspondent heartily echoed.—Jfrs. H. M. Poole, in Oood Housekeeping. —The Loyal Grange In* nooncing Mr. Gladatone’s i brethren everywhere to their special end solemn uM defend tbe tO ! all The ancient Egyptians were simple in their diet, as were the early Greeks. Wa know from Homer that tus heroes ate like barbarians. In a later age profea- sional cooks arose, some of whom could serve np a rosted pig on one side, boiled on another, and so delightfully that the parts tasted like different d Archestratus, a poet and ej eled far and wiae, endurin and defying dangers, to adi uries of the Athenian ta f ’ ' The life of the -my feJjffS U .bribed prove their loyalty -The to Nova |to u ri bettsvedtQ.be: JYaJMcrjp"“