Historical Newspapers of South Carolina

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f !<•▼• and Friendship The birds, when winter ahadee the aky, Fly o’er the seas away, Where laughing isles in sunshine lie. And summer breezes play ; And thus the friends that flutter near. While fortune's sun is warm, Are startled if aeloud appear, And fly before the storm. But when from winter’s howling plains Each other warbler’s past, The little snow-bird still remains, chirrups midst the blast, fee that bird, when friendship's throng e’s sun depart, l with its cheerful song. ; nestles on the heart 211 few onntx VOL. III. NO- ,5 °. 01,I> MKKIKM. VOL. VII. NO. 30*. AIKE'I, S. C., THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 8, 1877. $2.00 per Annum, in Advance. Item* love* So does a who: ig the Hay. Sow, tossing tho hay, i August day. ted, and wearily said: ner will soon be dead, ae leaves of the trees will wither and die, ^he bees’ ham cease, and the song bird fly ! in-blessed South ; and the harsh winds blow, 1 the earth grow cold with the ice and snow, ong months pass ere again vi o see sweet roses. Ah, me ! ah, me! i weary as weary can be.” low, tossing the hay, |opgh the work were play, cheerily said: ,3^,■»» are turning red, apes grow sweet, and the nuts grow spte will scon wear a fiery crown ; f it is faded old Winter’ll be king, divers will freeze, and the sleigh-bells ring. uore long, for the days so short will be, | roses, sweet roses, again we'll see, [ I am as happy as happy can be !” Sibyl’s Aversion. , leader in society, though, to j [Sibyl her duo, she never set her- Las a leader; she simply did what * ! out their condition and reported the same to her mistress. i “ Very low indeed, Miss Sibyl ; he cannot last many days,” answered Marie, j ««is there anything else we can do for her, Marie ? ’ “ Bless your tender heart, my mis tress, yon have already supplied their wants. The doctor says nothing more can be done for his patient.” Order the carriage early to-morrow morning, Marie, and we will call there.” “ Oh, you are so good. Miss Sibyl !” Sib suppressed a sigh as she said : * ‘ If those who had enough and to spare of this world’s treasure do not give to God's destitute who should ?” | Sibyl returned [from her drive next morning, cast aside her bonnet and mantle when she entered the sitting- room, and, seeing Herbert Talfourd seated there reading, she flung herself into a chair, exclaiming : “Oh, dear ! I do not know what to : do with myself. ” Herbert Talfourd half-closed his book, i and looked over at her half •urionsly, ■^•enmere was a petted, pam- I half-pityingly. , Li. ^ , , S “A victim of the demon ennui, I sup- darling of wealth—a young lady ! „ ., „ , . £ all the luxuries and enjoyments I P ose > 8ai “ H er ber . “I suppose so. And Sibyl smothered a little yawn. “You see I have attended to all my "pleased, not caring what anybody ! dress-making and shopping for this thought about it; but what Miss Sibyl pleased to do always seemed to be just ie thing—at least so society must have thought, for it would rise and do like wise. We have her word for it that she did not mind being dictated to, but she would not submit to being dictated to by him, for, oh, how she detested him! Now, the gentleman Mias Sibyl desig nated as “ him ” was the only one of her intimate friends or relatives who had her interest at heart that attempted to dic tate to her since the day she took it upon herself to “ come out ” as a young lady, and to this first and only dictation she refused to submit, so we must leave.Sibyl to the tender mercy of our reader to pass judgment upon her. “ Mother, I will notpnt np with it any longer 1” Sibyl’s cheeks were aflame, and her dark eyes dilated, as she gave vent to the above. “ Well, well, the course of true love never runs smooth. Herbert has been doing something awful again, I suppose,” said Mrs. Renmere in a sooth ing voice. '™* 11 Ali-ihar,Xkpowyou are only talk ing lightly, but it does provoKS m^-when you speak of love between Herbert Tai- fourd and me. If you only knew how I detest him ! and I will not submit to his interference any longer. ” “ My dear Sibyl, I understand how you detest him better -than you do your self,” and Mrs. Ben ’.ere smiled quietly. “ But what has happened now"?” “ Why, I was driving alone in the Park yesterday, when he came np to me, said it looked anything but lady-like to see a young lady out alone driving a pair of fast ponies ; and he stepped into the phaeton, took the reins deliberately out of my hands, and drove me home.” “ And, my dear, he said what was per fectly true, I never drove out in such a style ; and you are setting a very bad ex ample, Sybyl. Already I hear com plaints of Julie Slome, Elsie Harrington and several others driving a fast pair, and all because they have seen you doing it.” “ Why, mother, I never ask any one to follow my example. I do as I please, and I have a perfect right to, so long as a better life, for remember t 1a I know in my heart I do nothing wrong, I No lifo and this day puts an end to it ; if Her- Can be purer in its purpose, and strong in its bert Talfourd interferes with me again I strife, shopping week, and here it is only Wednesday, leaving me all the rest of the week with nothing to do. There ia no new novel out, and I feel too tired—or lazy, if you like—to drive, visit, or gossip. ” Sibyl uttered this speech defiantly, aud, half closing her eyes, leaned back iu her chair. “And you have never anything to think about but shopping, visiting, etc., Sibyl ?” said Herbert, with an air of re proach. “ Why of course not.” Aud Sibyl opened wide her eyes and flashed deflance at Mr. Talfourd. “What else should a leader of society have to think about ? I beg pardon. I forgot what a fine contempt Mr. Talfourd entertained for leaders of society.” “And yet,” said Herbert, without at tempting to contradict Sibyl’s remark, “ what glorious opportunities for doing good have ihe leaders of society ! Think of what an example you might set young ladies, and elderly ladies, Sibyl, who follow in your footsteps. You call your self a leader, Sibyl, while you sit here with folded hands, and the beggar cry ing at your gate—” “ Well, let oue of the servants give him something to eat. Do you wish me to go down and answer the knock ?” And Sibyl’s defiant laugh filled the room. “ Oh, Sibyl!” Aud Herbert Talfonrd’s handsome face looked graver than ever she saw it. “ It is not theory of one, but of thou sands that rends the air around yon. The starving, the homeless, the dying are reaching oat their hands to such as you for succor, and you sit here and say you have nothing to do. ” “I said I was tired, Mr. Talfourd,” and Sibyl rose ; “too tired even to sit and listen to yon talking this morning. If you will excuse me—” “Sibyl!” He was beside her, and had her hand clasped in his.” “I know how yen detest me, for 1 have often heard you saying it, but I will speak out, and you must listen to me this time, for I will never lecture yon again. Sibyl, for the sake of those who are influenced by you, you must rise to Mrs. Atwood, as Sibyl stood by the bed side of the sick man. “ But God has been very good to him, miss. Ho has scut him another friend to-day, Mr Herbert Talfourd, whom we knew in our j better days, and oh, Miss Renmere, he i has already promised my husband to nil ; provide for me and the children. I told Mr. Talfourd that you had promised to do that; but yon have already done so much—so very much for us, Miss Ren mere, that I am glad somebody has come to your relief.” Sibyl’s heart gave a great bound. She never could humble heiself to tell Herbert that she had always gone among the poor and needy and helped them; but now he knew that she was not given, heart and soul to dress, fash ion and gayety, and—she was glad. “Miss Renmere, my best friend,’ said the dying man, opening his eyes, “you may never again see me alive. Will you say a prayer for me, for he will surely hear an angel’s voice. ” Sibyl, with tears in her eyes, knelt beside the bed and prayed aloud. While Sibyl’s voice filled the room the door opened and a man entered. In an instant he took in the scene be fore him; then going over to the bed side, hs dropped on his knees beside Sibyl, bent his face on the coverlet, and wept from the fulness of his heart. When Sibyl finished her beautiful prayer she simply turned and laid her hand on the man’s head, saying— “Herbert, God bless you.” Aud kneeling there, with Sibyl’s hand | upon his head, Herbert knew that his love was not in vain—that he would never again hear how she detested him. A Corsican Wake. ' Men Who Could Not Live Indoors. In Corsica the wailing and chanting is | Shamyl-ben-Haddin, the Circassian kept up, off aud on, from the hour of | hero chieftain, who was captured by the death to the hour of burial. The news , Russians in the winter of 1864, was car- that a head of a family has expired is ried to Novgorod and imprisoned in an quickly communicated to his relatives J apartment of the city armory, * * ’ all life not be purer and stronger there by !’ ” “ And if Mr. Talfourd has finished his say, IT1 have the pleasure of bidding you good morning,” aud, quickly with drawing her hand from his clasp, Sibyl swept from the room. Herbert Talfourd stood motionless where Sibyl left him, his heart tom by conflicting emotions. Sibyl Renmere was the only woman he ever loved, and his love was in vain. He could not tell her that he loved her while she felt as she did toward him, neither did he wish her to know that ho was her slave while she led her present life ; for Herbert hated the so-called leaders of society, gay butterflies of But before to-day he could not shall certainly offend him.” ; Au< * “ My dear, you must remember he is au old friend of the family, aud at present our guest. If he were not very much interested in your welfare he would not speak at all to yon, for I’m sure • ^bnr conduct and speech have often given him offense.” “ Well, I will 'not be dictated to by him, and he can hereafter take an inter- . in some one that will appreciate it— /im’t. There!” Sibyl’s “ there ” must have settled it, j for Mrs. Renmere said no more, but succumbed, as she had done all her life, • her willful child. “ I do detest him, and I wou’t put up , with it,” murmured Sibyl, as she made | fashion, her way to her own room, with au angry flush upon her beautiful face. As she opened her rcjgm-door she saw her maid sitting weeping, and instantly the anger died out of her face, aud a look of sympathy was in its stead. “ Is your little nephew any worse, Marie ?” asked Sibyl. “ Oh, no, Miss Sibyl, he’s not worse, but I could not keep back my tears when I came home. I am crying out of pure | letting her severely alone that made gratitude. Your kindness has saved his ' giby] forget how she detested him. life, Miss Sibyl. Can I ever do enough j^ ow this non-interference might ac- to repay you,” j ^unt for Sibyl no longer detesting Mr. “ The little fellow is much better, Talfourd but why it should keep him then ?” continually in the young lady’s mind we And the society belle turned away, and with a quick movement touched her eyes with her handkerchief. “ He will be no time recovering now, j the doctor says, and he owes his life to you, Miss Sibyl. Ob, how can I ever | repay you ?” “ You can repay me in one way, Marie —by never saying anything more about j it. Have you been to the Atwoods ?” “ Yes, Miss Sibyl; I took the wine and the fruit, as you told me. ” Hunting the Sea-Otter in Alaska, i The sea-otter, which constitutes the sole means by which these, the only ; civilized people of our new Territory, 1 manage to clothe themselves as we do | and maintain their church, may be ap propriately mentioned in detail. It is j an animal, when full grown, that will measure from three and a half to four | feet at most from tho tip of its short tail ; to its nose. The general contour of the | body is much like that of the beaver, with the skin lying in loose folds, so that when taken hold of in lifting the body out from the water it draws up like the hide on the nape of a puppy dog. This skin is covered with the richest of all fine deep fur, a jet black, with silver- tipped hairs here and there scattered, as is so well known to our ladies of fash- i ion. The sea-otter mother sleeps in the water on her back, with her young one clasped between her tiny fore-paws. Frequent attempts have been made to rear the young sea-otters, as they are often captured alive ; but, like some other species of wild animals, they seem to be so deeply imbued with the fear of man that they invariably perish by self-im posed starvation. The Saanack islets and reefs constitute the great sea-otter ground of Alaska, and hither come na tive hunting parties from Oonalaska on the west, and Belcoviskie to the north where they camp on the main island, and venture ont in their bidarkies fifteen and twenty miles in every direction to sea, Fires are never built here unless the wind is from the south, and food refuse is never scattered on the beaches. The sufferings to which the native hunters subject themselves every winter on this island, going for many weeks without fires, even for cooking, with the thermom eter down to zero in a northerly gale of wind, are better imagined than des cribed ; while the various shrewd and shillful artifices by which they outwit the otter in capturing it would make long chapter, if fully enumerated, for this animal, of all wild animals, seems to be possessed of the greatest aversion to or dread of the presence, or even the proximity, of man. The natives, when the go from Oonalaska and Saanack on a hunting trip of this character, usually make up a party of from forty to fifty men. They travel in their light skin bidarkies, two men in each, and are gone usually three to four mouths at a time before leturning to their families; they haul their kbacks out from the water every night as they bivouac along the coast, and sleep in gales of wind which are always loaded with rain, sleet and fog, without the least covering, and almost invariably without a fire. Ah I rude indeed is the country of the Aleut, but he is as rugged, and the bleak pre cipitous islands stamped with his name are all the world to him. He wants no and friends in the surrounding hamlets, who hasten to form themselves into a troop or band locally called Scirrata and thus advance in procession towards the which resembled a comfortable bedchamber rather than a dungeon, and was other wise treated with more kindness than the Russians are wont t® show their FARM, HARDEN AND HOUSEHOLD. house of mourning. If the death was prisoners, as the government hoped to caused by violence the scirrata makes a j use his influence for political purpose, halt when it arrives in sight of the vil- But a week after his arrival in Novgorod _ and then it is that the Corsican the captive mountaineer demanded an women tear their hair and scratch their : interview with the commander of the faces till the blood flows—just as do their armory, and offered to resign his liberal sisters iu Dalmatia aud Montenegro, j rations and subsist on bread and cabbage- Shortly after this the scirrata is met by j soup like the private soldiers of his the deceased’s fellow-villagers, accom panied by all bis near relatives with the exception of the widow, to whose abode the whole party now proceeds with loud cries and lameutations. The widow awaits the scirrata by the door of her house, aud, us it draws near, the leader steps forward and throws a black veil over her head to symbolize her widow hood ; the term of which must offer a dreary prospect to a woman who has the misfortune to lose her husband while she is still in tho prime of life, for public opinion insists that she remain for years in almost total seclusion. The mourners and as many as can enter the room as semble round the body, which lies stretched on a table or plank supported by benches ; it is draped in a long man tle, or it is clothed in a dead mau’s best suit. Now begins the dirge, or Yocero. Two persons will perhaps start off sing ing together, and in that case the words cannot be distinguished ; but more often only one gets up at a time. She will open her song with a quietly delivered eulogy of the virtues of the dead, and a few pointed allusions to the most important events of his life ; but before long she warms to her work and ponrs forth vol leys of rythmic lamentation, with a fire and animation that stir up the women present into a frenzied delirium of grief, in which, as the priefica pauses to take breath, they howl, dig their nails into their flesh, throw themselves on the ground, and, sometimes, cover their heads with ashes. When the dirge is ended, they join hands and dance fran tically round the plank on which the body lies. More singing takes place on the way to the church, aud theuce to the graveyard. After tho funeral the men do not shave for weeks, and the women let their hair go loose, and occasionally cut it off at the grave—cutting off the hair being, by the way, a universal sign of female mourning ; it was done by the women of ancient Greece and it is done by the women of India. A good deal of eating and drinking brings the ceremonials to a close. Sixty persons is not an extraordinary number to be en tertained at the bauquet, and there is, over and above, a general distribution of bread and meat to poorer neighbors. Mutton in summer and pork in winter are esteemed the viands proper to the occasion. In happy contrast to all this lugubrious feasting is the simple cup of milk drunk by each kinsman of the shepherd who dies in the mountains, in which case his body is laid out, like Robin Hood’s, in the open air, a green sod under his head, his loins begirt with the pistol belt, his gun at his ride, his dog at his feet. Curious are the super stitions of the Corsican shepherds touch ing death. The dead, they say, call the living in the night time, and he who an swers will soon follow them ; they be lieve, too, that if you listen attentively after dork, you may hear at times tho low beating of a drum, which announces that a soul has passed. believe that Sibyl was given up body : other, and he is happy where he would and soul to frivolous gayety. She was a he supremely miserable. Harper's spoiled, petted child, but he thought Magazine. that tho heart in her bosom beat warm j in and true. One, two, three weeks passed away, and if Herbert Talfourd had turned to ice, Sibyl thought he could not be cold er. He never interfered with, never ad vised her now. Perhaps it was this Japanese Breaches of Promise. After a Japanese lover has proven false to his vows, the deserted maiden rises at about two o’clock Some Weddings of the Past. History and tradition have handed down to us wonderful accounts of the magnificent ceremonials and the gor geous raiment which have signalized the weddings of bygone days, though some of the high-born dames of old have stood at the altar simply attired. When Louis XIII married Ann of Austria, her robe was white satin, and her hair was simply dressed, without crown or wreath. Isabella of Portugal, as the bride of Burgundy, wore a dress of splendid embroidery, a stomacher of er mine. tight sleeves, a cloak bordered with ermine falling from her shoulders to the ground ; but she had no orna ments, and her head-dress was white muslin. When Ann of France, finding the Archduke Maximilian tardy iu his wooing, gave herself and dominions to Charles VIII, she appeared at the im posing ceremonial of her marriage iu a robe of cloth of gold, with designs in raised embroidery upon it, aud bordered with priceless sable. James I nearly iu tho morn- | ruined himself in order to celebrate the ing, and dons a white robe and high ! marriage of his daughter, the Princess sandals or clogs. Her coif is a metal Elizabeth ; aud great and determined tripod, in which are thrust three lighted j was the opposition shown by his sub- candles; aroum 1 her neck she hangs a jects to the marriage tax he raised to mirror which falls upon her bosom; in defray the £53,294 it cost. The cere- her left hand she carries a small straw mony took place at Whitehall with so guard, and also to surrender some valu ables he had concealed on his person, on condition that they would permit him to sleep in open air. Oue more week of such nausea aud headache as the con- fiuemeut iu a closed room had caused him, would force him to commit suicide, he said, if his request was refused. God would charge the guilt of the deed on his tormentors. After taking due pre cautions against all possibility of escape, they permitted him to sleep on tho plat form in front of the guard-house; and Colonel Darapski, the commander of the city, informed his government in the fol lowing spring that the health and gen eral behavior of his prisoner were ex cellent, but he had slept in open air every one of the last hundred nights, with no other covering but his own worn-out mantle, and a woolen cap he had purchased from a soldier of the guard to keep his turban from getting soiled by mud and rain. General Sam Houston, the liberator of Texas, who had exiled himself from his native State in early manhood, and passed long years, not as a captive, but as a voluntary companion of the Chero kee Indians, was ever afterward unable to prolong his presence in a crowded hall or ill-ventilated room beyond ten or twelve minutes, and described his sensa tion on entering such a locality as one of “ uneasiness, increasing to positive alarm, such as a mouse may be supposed to feel under an air pump.” A Phenomenal Well. Situated about four miles southwest of Olintonville, Venango county, Pa., is a well which, for volume of production, surpasses anything yet discovered iu that county. The well was sunk by Messrs. M. Brownson, E. O. Emerson, Perm and Benson, and was completed upward of a month ago. No oil was found, but an immense gas vein was en countered at the place where the oil was expected. Before abandoning the well the owners resolved to draw out the cas ing. This was attempted in the usual way, but it must be stated that the cas iug remains iu statu quo, except that it stuck about a foot above its former rest ing place. As it was elevated to its present position, the fresh water from the upper portion of the hole rushed into the well at the bottom of the casing in great quantity. As it did so, the gas took hold of it and landed it on the sur face of the earth after sending it forty feet above the top of the derrick. There, in that condition, it continues to gush and blow to this day, and may for al time. It is estimated that at least 20,- 000 barrels of water are thrown out daily. It is truly a remarkable phe nomenon. The Grass Tree. Among the anomalies of Australia is a singular growth of the forest that de viates as much from a tree as a kangaroo from the ordinary types of animals although it is called a tree. The grass tree glows in rocky places unfavorable for other vegetable productions. Abso lute barrenness is a spot where the plant flourishes best, appareutly, though ele ments must abound there which are ap propriate nourishment, A mass of grass looking fibers gradually rise out of tho ground. From day to day there is an increase of bulk and height very much resembling an elevated tuft of long grass gracefully falling off from a central shaft. Those pendant threads are leaves. Very soon from the top of the pile a slender stalk shoots up perpendicularly from four to teu feet, terminating in a spike. That is sought by natives f®r spears, being hard and somewhat elastic. Within the pith is an article of food. In the rude aud savage condition of the indigeuious Australians the grass tree furnishes a weapon of extraordinary use fulness for meeting the circumstances of a barbarous state of society. Without it no other equally efficient instrument of defence against enemies, or for contend ing with ferocious animals, is at their command. Recipes. Corn Cake.—One and one-half cup fuls Indian meal, one cupful flour, one and one-half cupfuls milk, one cupful molasses, one egg, one teaspoonful soda, salt. Lesion Pies.—One lemon, one cup of water, one cup of brown sugar, two tablespoonfuls of flour and five eggs. Squeeze out the juice from the lemon, add to it the water, sugar and flour (mix the flour in a little of the water first), save out tho whites of two eggs, add two tablespoonfuls of white sugar for froet- ing, to be spread on the pies after they are done, then set in the oven and brown slightly. This will make two pies. Fricassee of Fowl.—Cut a fowl or chicken into eight pieces—that is, the two wings and legs, dividing the back and breast into two pieces each; wash well, put them into a stewpan and cover with water, season with a teaspoonful of salt, a little pepper, a bunch of parsley, four cloves and a blade of mace; let boil for twenty minutes, pass the stock through a sieve iuto a basiu, take out the pieces of fowl, trim well, then in another stewpan put two ounces of but ter, with which mix a good spoonful of flour; stir occasionally until boiling, skim, add twenty button onions, let sim mer until the onions are tender, wh m add a gill of cream, with which you have mixed the yelks of two eggs; stir in Something About the Waltz. Since the round dances have been noticed by a published volume attacking them,as well as the published views of the wife O- the general of the army disapprov ing of them, it is of interest to recall who is responsible for the introduction of the waltz into this part of the country, writes a correspondent at Washington. When Jerome Bonaparte and his suite visited Baltimore at the time he met Miss Patterson, whom he subsequently married, they taught the younger peo ple of that city the waltz. It soon be came popular theie, and was not long in finding its way to the national capital. A few years ago I met a lady, who has since died, who was a schoolmate of Mme. Bonaparte, and she told me how the young people quickly made the new dance the fashion and how their parents disapproved it. With renewed gayety at the remembrance, she told me of how she had stolen away oue night after her father was asleep and danced until morning at the ball Jerome Bonaparte gave, and how subsequently she opened a ball given by herself with a waltz with the lion of the hour. She was the daughter of Judge Samuel Chase, of Maryland, and survived all the other children of the signers of the Declara tion of Independence. When I knew her she was the widow of a son of Com modore Barney. quickly over the fire, but do not let boil; take out the pieces, dress upon your dish, sauce over, and serve. Fish Pie.—Take any of the firm- fleshed fish, cut in slices, and season with salt and pepper; let them stand in a very cool place for two or three hours, then put them in a baking dish, with a little cream, or water and butter aud flour rubbed to a cream, with minced parsley and hard-boiled eggs sliced; lino the sides of the dish half way down, and cover with a nice paste. Bake in an oven quick at first, but gradually grow- ug moderate. Lambs’ Feet.—Procure them cleaned; boil until tender in water to which you have added a little salt; when cold, cut them in pieces aud dip into batter; fry a light brown, or while warm pour over them vinegar to nearly cover them, some salad oil, a sliced onion and whole pep per corns. Farm Notea. Green Food for Iiens.—A daily ration of green food is actually necessary for laying hens. Vegetables, either cooked or raw, are much relished, also, and serve in some measure to supply the place of green diet Onions chopped tine and mixed with their food are ex ceedingly wholesome, and if not a cure are certainly preventive of disease in many instances. Growing chickens are even more anxious for green food than laying hens. They crave it, and when necessary to be housed from it on ac count of inclement weather it should be provided for them. There is no green food so wholesome for them ns onion tops cut up line. Burn the Rubbish. — Hundreds of insect pests find safe winter quarters in the rubbish of the field and gardens. The prunings of currant bushes, rasp berries and blackberries, dead squash vines, cucumber vines, loose pieces of bark, bunches of weeds and such rub bish hide multitudes of eggs, larvae pupae, or perfect iusects. Such loose stuff had better be burned; to consign them to the manure heap is only to propagate the pest. When burned there is an end of them, and of such unsightly waste which no neat person should have about his premises. Sick Horses. —Linseed oil is not only a valuable restorative for sick horses, but is exceedingly uselul in cases of iu- tiammatiou of the membranes, peculiar to the orgaus of respiration aud diges tion ; it shields and lubricates the same, trauquilizes the irritable state of the parts, aud favors healthy action. Put a couple of haudsful of seed into a buck et, and aud pour a gallon and a half of boiling water upon it; cover it up a short time, then add a couple of quarts cold water, when it will be fit for use. In case of au irritating cough add some honey. But, better still, is to raise plenty of sunflowers, and save the seed to feed to your horses ; half a pint of flaxseed or oue piut of suufiower seed in a horse-feed, three or four times a week, fall aud spring, does very much to keep them in good health. “And how is Mr. Atwood?” Mr. Atwood was the husband of Sibyl’s seamstress, a man who had been very prosperous at oue time, but who had failed in business, and also in health, cannot say. Sibyl was not a moment alone with her thoughts, aud very often when she was not alone with them, they were on Herbert Talfourd. 4 4 What can have come over me ? I am not like myself,” Sibyl would say in her own mind, as she wandered through the house like a restless spirit. But one day while sitting thinking of Herbert Tal fourd, she burst into tears, and with a woman’s fine consistency, wondered if he was never again going to take any interest in her, and in her tears she mur- i mured : 44 1 do some little good secretly that he knows nothing of; but he spoke 4V A Vast Estate. A Sacramento (Cal.) exchange says: Lux & Miller are probably the largest land owners in the world. In Fresno their laud extends over forty miles in a direct lim -n one direction, aud some „ ... # , . ... . , | ... . , twentv-fivc another. They own also figure—the effigy of her faithless lover . much pomp that it has formed the prece- ' lar ™‘tracts iu Sauta Clara, Sau Mateo, —and in her right she grasps a hammer dent for all other royal weddings in • SrtU j oaqu i n Sau Benito and other coun- and nail, with which she nails it to one England which have followed. The 1 tieR Tu 1 ken altogether, they probably of the sacred trees that surround the train of the bride’s dress, which was of have a8 much lftud n8 there is in the shnne. Then she prays for the death silver cloth, cost £130. Her hair floated ; state of Rhoae Islaml . i t is doubtful if ofthetraitor, vowing that if her petition on her shoulders, intermingled with 1 they eftn ^ witbiu a tllousand bend the pearls and diamonds, and a crown of unm her of their cattle (estimated at 80,- gold was on her head. 000), sheep and hogs; the horses they A Dishonest Treasurer. | use i>' Uu ii business would be sufficient until his wifo had to take in sewing for openly I set a bad example, the support of him and their two chil- sha111 ever meet ftnothe r man as dren. Everybody knows what support the needle of one frail woman can give a family. They were on the direct road to star vation when Sibyl Renmere’s maid found as he!” Ane after this flood of tears, Sibyl was very confident that she no longer de tested Herbert Talfourd. V * * * 9 » “He is dying, miss, dying fast,” said be heard she will herself pull out the . nails which offend the god by wounding the mystic tree. Night after night she comes to the shrine, and each night she strikes in two more nails, believing that j every nail will shorten her lover’s life, for the god, to save his tree, will surely strike him dead. It is a curious illus- | tration of the hold superstition yet has ; on the Japanese mind. A little six-year-old came to her , 'rrsndfather the other day, with a trouble weighing on her mind. 44 Aunt says the moon is made of green cheese, aid I Uou't believe it.” 44 Don’t you believe it! Why not?” “Because I’ve been looking in the Bible, and found out that the moon is not made of green cheese, for the moon was before the cows.” Wasn’t that cute? Lewis Myers, the treasurer of Au glaize county, Ohio who was found tied to a chair and gagged, and who said that robbers had held him over the fire and scorched him until he consented to open the safe, from which they took about $32,000, bus now confessed that there were no robbers save himself and his confederates. His story now is that about on 'b en months ago he left the liter J. F. Smith, ir. his office alone, ami soon afterwarit^lU’ B ®d $7,000 fl the safe. The loss then Smith and he robbed between them. The ai was searched to s’i ply some two or three regiments of ea\ dry. But they use their land either for cultivation or grazing, and in the San Joaquin Valley have irrigated extensively. At their dairy near Gilroy they manufaci uro fr< mi 100 to 500 pounds of cheese daily, according to the season. They have fenced in thousands of acres of land in the San Joa^bin Valley for fnazaa» which they eith^^^msc or sell on mable terms. La^^^taritawn ?e so muoh Popular Errors. To think that the more a man eats tho fatter and stronger he will become. To believe that the more hours children study the faster they will learn. To conclude that, if exercise is good, the more violent it is the more good is done. To imagiue that every hour tukeu from sleep is au hour gaiued. To act ou the presumption that tho smallest room in the house is large enough to sleep in. To argue that whatever remedy causes one to feel immediately better is good for the system, without regard to more ulterior effects. To eat without au ap petite, or to continue to eat after it has been satisfied, merely to gratify the taste. To eat a hearty supper for the pleasure experienced during the brief time it is passing down the throat, at tho , expense of a whole night of disturbed sleep and a night of weary waking in the morning. A Queer Savings Bank. A War eh am (Mass.) woman has hid den away in her dwelling a collection of 800 separate silver half dimes, which she hi ' be n slowly gathering for years. The go* 1 old lady has besides two sepa rate hank accounts, but she argues that batiks may collapse and clerks may ab- J. but her soap box of half climes [8 be relied upon as a reserve •hich to fall back in case of soon as the shall. A Novel Life-Preserving Suit. A novel life preserving suit has-been invented by a person in Newark, N. J. It is constructed of rubber, and once in it, a man is expected, like the skipper in the schooner Hesperas, to 44 weather the roughest gale ever wind did blow. ” The apparatus will carry 150 pounds of pro visions besides an ordinary man. A combination of boots and trouser reaches np to the waist. At that point the rub ber cloth is expanded by a series of steel hoops. From the waist up to the mid dle of the head the suit has the appear ance of a barrel. The bow of the ap paratus is shaped as nearly as possible after the bow of a boat. From the sides hang long rubber sleeves ending with gloves, so that the hands can be used freely. There is a porthole closed with strong glass on either side of the bow, through which the wearer can look out for squalls. Another similar port-hole- is placed over the breast. Directly over the spot where the head will be when the man is on his back, is a rubber pipe eight inches iu diameter and a foot high, by which air is supplied. In front of this is a flagstaff some ten feet in height. This staff is in four sections, and can be taken apart and stored away inside. It is hollow, so that when the weather is too stormy to allow the pipe to remain open, the man can breathe through this. The man gets into the suit by throwing back the top. Words of Wisdom. Quarrels would never last long if the wrong was all on one side. Speaking much is a sign of vanity, for he that is lavish in words is a niggard indeed. Every man’s vanity ought to be his greatest shame and every man’s folly ought to be his greatest secret. As land is improved by sowing it with various] seeds so is the mind by exer cising it with different studies. Moderation is tho inseparable com panion of wisdom. Wit is the rarest quality te be met with among people of education and the most common among the uneducated. If you would find a great many faults be on the look out ; but if you want to find them in unlimited numbers bo on the look in. A few books well studied and thor oughly digested nourish the understand ing more than hundreds gorged in the month as ordinary students use. Disorder in a drawingroom is vulgar ; in an antiquary’s study, not. The black battle stain on a soldier’s face is not vul gar, but the dirty face of a housemaid is, Philosophy is to poetry what old age is to youth, aud the stern truths of phil osophy are as fatal to the fictions of the one as the chilling testimonies of ex perience are to the hopes of the other. A Statesman’s Stolen Feasts. Tho French papers, as is their wont after the death of a celebrated French man, have been telling many anecdotes about Thiers. Among them, is one about his fondness for codfish. He liked the fish best when served up iu the homely way called hrandade. But there came a time in his old age when the physicians forbade his eating the fish iu any style, and Mme. Thiers ternly refused to disobey the order, Soon after, the ladies of the family noticed that M. Mignet, the historian and intimate friend of Thiers, frequent ly visited him, aud that he always carried a thick parcel. Mme. Thiers was un suspicious, aud thought that the parce contained historical documents. But one day she made a discovery, and M Mignet no longer entered the house with a parcel. Going suddenly into her husband’s room soon after M. Mignet’s arrival, she there found him and his friend feasting on brandade contained in the parcel. Both of the great men looked for a moment, after they caught sight of Mme. Thiers, like children de tected in disobeying a schoolmaster. WeT learned, bnt 44 Love is an internal claimed an enthusiastic a canal boat,'** said an old for merchant. The salary of Marshall McMahon as president of the French republic is $180,000. He receives, in addition, his pay and perquisites as marshal of France. It has been discovered that thj up yon go the further you into a body of water, last steamboat explosion^ write out their observflt A Nebraska judge declSl to give horse thief one more c)H > '-rce to reform/ As the fellow left t ie neighborhood to begin a newer and better life he took along the judge’s hoise to help him. A little girl, showing her cousin, about four years old, a star, said: “That star you see up there is bigger than this world.” “No, it isn’t,” said he. “Yes it is.” “ Then why doesn’t it keep the rain off?” A society has been formed in Indian apolis, Ind., with subordinate organiza tions in all the leading cities and towns of the State, to relieve the people of ths surplus laborers, by obtaining homes for them where land is cheaper and labor in greater demand. 44 My dear boy,” said a mother to her son as he handed round his plate for more turkey, 44 this is the fourth time you’ve been helped.” 44 1 know, mother,” replied the boy, 44 but that turkey pecked at me once, and I want to get square with him. ” He got hie turkey. King Ludwig, of Bavaria, is reported to have at his summer residence a little boat covered with mother-of-pearl, bnilt in the shape of a nautilus shell, and large enough for two persons. It is lined with scarlet velvet, and the row- locks are of coral. Another whim of his is to have in his garden a kiosque, so arragned with ingenious candelabra as to cause, when lighted, a reflection of stars and moons on the ceiling. A tramp stopped at a farm house near Tiffin, Ohio, and begged something to eat. While at the house he saw that the farmer was suffering with rheumatism, ami recommended a tea of jimson weed as a sure cure. Iu ten minutes after drinking the liquid the mau died in the greatest agony. Whether the tramp knew the poisonous nature of the urink or not is not stated; bnt it is certainly time for intelligent people to refuse to swallow everything prescribed for dis ease by strangers. Newspaper Reporters. The average American reporter—that is, the reporter worthy of the name—is xsually a man of from twenty to forty years of age. He is neat in his personal appearance, of good address, well edu cated, at least in the ways of the world, thoroughly posted in all matters of cur rent interest, on familiar terms with all public men, and a thorough enthusiast in his work. He has no Ohesterfieldian code of politeness ; he does not require a formal introduction to a 44 man whom he wants to see ” to talk with him with the easy familiarity of an old friend. Councilmen, officeholders and politicians he generally addresses by their Christian names, aud with all of these he has gen erally au intimate acquaintance. The reporter of to-day is neither the irape- cunions adventurer nor the uusempu- ous liar that some persons believe him to be. It is, of course, true that there are occasionally black sheep to be found in the flock, but reporters as a class may be fairly set down by one who has had a thorough knowledge of the craft as a body of clever, energetic, industrious, honorable and well-educated gentlemen. The reporter rarely sticks to the note book and pencil to the end, although many of them are so much in love with the profession that they die in the harness. Some drift into politics and get a snug berth, which rewards them for their years of arduous toils ; others gravitate to the stage, and still others—the hard, honest, ambitious toilers—reach the editorial chair. The reporter with the proclivities toward the Y. M. C. A. usually ends by owning a weekly relig ious paper, and the reported with racing tendencies to the proprietorship of a sporting journal. And here it may be well to correct the prevalent i mpression that all that is required to make a good reporter is a liberal education. This is a great mistake. A reporter’s position is one requiring tact, judgment, courage and a thorough knowledge of the world ; and the raw college graduate cau no more hold satisfactorily a reporter’s po sition than the reporter could satisfac torily fill a professor’s chair. Reporters are born—not made. They have become a class as indispensable to the demands of a modern civilization as the locomo tive or the electric telegraph ; aud if, while the tired world slumbers, uncon scious of tho midnight tramps through wind aud raiu of the daily newspaper re porter—if, for oue night he were to sus pend his labors, then the public would realize the debt it owes to the 44 Knight of the Note-book. ”—Philadelph ia Press. How He Got Off the Train. A Burlington man, who travels a groat deal, has always had his heart wrung when he came in from the West, because the train ran right past his house and carried him clear down town aud he had to walk all the way back. So the other morning he made up his miud to get off the traiu at his own gate if it scared him to death. He wasn’t very badly fright ened. Ho got oue foot off the steps and down on the ground all right, but he thought the other foot never would come down in all time. He took one stride and stepped clear across an eighty foot street and half across a forty foot lumber-yard. It split his legs clear up to his chin, and when he went home his astonished family thought it was a pair of tongs with clothes on.—Hawkeye. That Ox Case Decided. The suit of Stephenson against Ray, for a yoke of oxen, has, after five trials, with as many divided juries, been at last decided. The jury had evidently gotten tired of the case, as the following ver dict shows : 44 VTe of the jury find for plaintiff one of the steers in the contro versy, or its value, fifty dollars, and to the defendant the other steer, or its value, fifty dollars; the costs to be equally divided among the parties, and the yoke to go to the lawiers.”—Stan ford (Ky.) Journal. A Youth on Time. The following schoolboy’s essay on Time has been delighting the British examiners at Woolwich : “The value of time is useful for getting their living. It is most useful. There is not a minute to loose. It was invented by Alfred the Great, who made a very long candle. Time is used for the purpose of telling people the time. Many men njake their living by making time. Some make their livelihood by making watches and clocks. Time passes very quickly for man or boy. Man for his labors and boy for his work. There is a time for all things, especially for grown-np people." THIS PAGE CONTAINS FLAWS AND OTHER DEFECTS WHICH MAY APPEAR ON THE FILM