The Abbeville messenger. (Abbeville, S.C.) 1884-1887, March 23, 1886, Image 2
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' YOUR COMING.
I know not, love, how first you found me,
What inBtinot led you bore ;
I know tho world has changed around mo
Biuco ouco yon camo so near.
I yield a thousand claims to nourish this,
At last the dearest hope, the nearest tie;
And looking hilt to you for happiness,
; . Ilappy am L
How lightly passed tho maiden leisure
That youlh and freedom chose,
The carelcBB days of peaco and pleasure,
The nights of pure repose!
So swift a touch could boo the tune amiss!
R A Kriilf B u)iu/)ntv Klnf f Itn tr* !n/v alrnl
mu vtavfc ? nuuuvn uiuw viio iuui Ulilf^ aaji
Yet, if iho heart be made for happinosB,
Happy am L
.
Oh, love, your coming taught me trouble,
Your parting taught me pain;
My breath grew quick, my blood ran double,
It leaped in every vein.
Yet, ah! has Time outdone the lover's kiss.
The look?the burning look?tlio low reply?
If these be all he holds of happiness,
Happy am I.
You lend to earth a vague emotion;
My Belt" astianger seems;
Your glance is inixod with sky and ocean,
Your voice is heard in dreams.
The good I choose is weighed with that I i
miss,
My idlest luughter mated with u si^li,
And moviug only in your happiness,
llappy am I.
Doha Reed Goodale.
?Harper's Magazine.
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SCRABBLE-IIILL DEESTRIC.
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11Y MAUDE MEREDITH.
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"There ain't a mite o' use talkin'.
Deacon Whipum, there ain't no gal under
the sun that can manage our school.
There's three great hefty fellers oeen
licked and turned out on't, hand running
and its no arthly use."
"War, now I tell ye, Mis' Fislicr, '
thet there gal's got grit; and she jes'
hes got the most conviiw.i way with
her that ever ye sec. I'll resk her to
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uvtijr tub 9LUW1 Linuuyil 111 gOUU suapc, '
8co 'f she don't!"
** "E?r r?r," Mrs. Fisher answered
with an ominous shaking of the head.
*'You're just sot on liavin' on 'er, that's 1
what blinds you. Now there's Tilury ]
Kent, d'ye 'spose a young gal's a goin'!
to handle her, when them great men
folks could't do a thing with 'er? I tell
ye, ye've just wasted yer time fur nothin'
foolin' around arter a woman teacher,
even ef you could get her a little
cheaper. The dcestric' is glad euoug-h
to get a teacher cheap, but what wo've
got to have is some one as kin jes' lick-'
em' right down to't. An' you know ;
thet's well's I do."
"Thet's jest what I tolc the deacon,'"
Mrs. Wliipuai added meekly, glancing
furtively toward where the deacon sat.
"Now there's my boys," Mrs. Fi.shcr
resumed, "they're no ways bad boys,
they mind mc\ but I know jes' how't'll
be, they jes' naturally won't pay a grain
of 'tention to a fiddle-faddlin' sort of
a gal, an' it won't be viy blame, nuther, (
it they don't, Deacon Whipum."
"Y-c-s, they do mind what you tell j
'cm?sometimes," the deacon said, witli-l
a merry twinkle in his sharj) grey eves.
"But bein' as its winter, the schoolmarm
won't have the advantage that!
you do, seein' there ain't no rake-stales j
round at this time o' year."
"Will'- T don't, rlonv T Imm +r\nl/
stales to 'em, more particularly when '
I've been rakin' after the cart, but that's I
jesy what boys need. ThaVs what I've !
been a tellin' on ye."
"Wal', wal', we'll see how the school*
' . marm comes out. And you can jes' tell
'em 'at school commences the fust Monday
a ter Tliankgivin', an' tell your 1
boys to be on hand sharp." And as \
though to end the agument, the deacon j
took his hat down from the nail, and j
went out to attend to his chores.
After that the gossip drifted off into |
different channels by guests doing the j
talking and mild, reticent Mrs. "Whip- j
um listening attentively.
"The first Monday arter Thanksgiv- i
ing'" found the little brown school- I
house well filled with half-grown girls, j
and a larger crowd of boys clustered ;
/ about the outer door. Surely the'
scholars were prompt enough on this
first morning, at least; and the boys
were trying, in their stupid way, to
sharpen their dull wits at each other's
expense, a proccss that had all the
charm of liovelty, since they had for
the most part been widely separated
during the working season. They were
also anticipating a little coarse though
lively fun when Deacon Whipura should
drive up with his lame old mare and the
antiquuted yellow pung, that had done
service since long before the earliest!
recollections of any of them. Not that
the boys disliked the deacon, not in the
least; he was a very genial and popular
man, but they were unmistakably vulnerable
points about the deacon's turnout,
and they saw an opportunity to embarrass
the new teacher, and thus
"score a point" at the very outset.
But while t' ey stood shivering about
the door, kicking the new snow from
thsir cold feet, and wiping their red
noses, a uav jangle of bells cut through
the frosty air, and a handsome horse
and cutter?the very liundsomest tho
children had ever seen?dashed up to
the door, and an equally handsome
young man sprang out and assisted a
pretty little lady to alight.
, "You have a nice crowd of boys,
Miss Grey," the young man said in a
half undertone, yet somehow sufficiently
loud to reach the ears of the gaping
.boys?"and am sure you will have a
splendid school. We'll come up to visit
your school one of these dnv?? "
4'Yes, I nr.\ to have a nice, big school,
and they told me they were splendid
scholars, too; so I hope you will all come
?'v up to see us by*an- by." , |
The little "sehool-marm" smiled and
glanccd pleasantly around at the crowd
of scholars tin; clustered about the
'K door, nnd afier ?\ merry good-by the
L youn,JC man drove off, and she entered
Sfr the school-house
R*: As she hung bcr h** and cloak on the
|a& . * nail back of tl n teacher's 'dcBk and
|P^' . turned to licr scho.&r?. she noticed that
a profound* \msU had fallen upon them.
??&> A glance at her watch shoved that it
Ipv' jet lackcd tw?rn'yuiinutcs of nine, but!
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evidently this was the moment to call
the school to order, and she did so.
Every scholar settled quietly into his
seat, except three great hulking fellows,
dressed in coarso grey pants and blue
and white homespun frocks belted with
*wide leather belts, which looked like
nothing so much as a saddle girth.
These three still stood with their backs
to the little box stove, balancing their
heels now and again agaiust the hot iron,
which hissed and spluttered as the snow
melted from them.
Miss Grey went about quietly taking
the names of the pupils, witlua pleasant
word and smile for each, until she
reached the young men who still stood
by the stove. They gavo their names
gruffly, and with averted C3'es. They
were Bill and Chet and Jeff Fisher,
and were aged respectively 22, 20 and
18 years.
"When your feet are good and warm,
you will help yourselves to seats, will
you not?" the teacher said, pleasantly,
then added: "but don't hurry, because
it is still cold at the back of the room,
nnrl vnn will lifivn oif in
mi. v/ fcv oib iu me uav r\
row because you are so tall." She
smiled as she said so, and this time she
caught their eves. "I guess 1 know some
mother that is proud of her big boys,"
she added in an undertone as she held
her hand out toward the warmth of the
stove. "Did xhe do all this weaving?"
she inquired, touching the scant frocksleeve
of the elder brother. "I used to
help my mother weave just such cloth
when she was living," she said softly;
"I always liked to work in "woolen
yarns." Again she glanced up with her
bright soft smile, that was this time saddened
by the memorj* of her mother's
death, and was met by three pair of
eyes, all bent earnestly and sympatheticall}*
full upon her.
The young men were not reallj cold;
they had not stayed by the stove for the
sake of comfort, but to show that they
paid no regard to the call to order. But
now that she had said they should not
make haste to take their scats, but
should wait until their feet were quite
warm, they instantly spurned the idea
of the possibility of cold feet, and after
a nod to each other they walked quietly
to their places.
As the 1 "Fisher boys" had long been
a sort of mental barometer to the rest of
the school, the other scholars seeing
them take out their books quietly and
go about their studies, did likewise,
and, as a result, Miss Grey had a very
orderly school.
The new teacher had brought a little
silver bell which she tapped before she
called the classes, and when she called
the school to order, or dismissed it.
This bell was an entire novelty on
Scrabble Hill, no scholar ever having
seen the like before, and, odd as it may
seem, the clfect was magical. This was
not the thump of the old ruler beaten on
the desk to enforce quiet, or against the
window-sash to call the scholars in
from recess; and there was a seu.-e of
proprietorship ab.mt it that seemed to
lift the entire school out of the old
level.
Promptly at twenty minutes of twelve
Miss Grey tapped the bell sharply.
"You may now put up your books,"
she said; "I opened school twenty minutes
before nine, and now at twenty
minutes of twelve we will close. The
afternoon session will begin at one
o'clock as usual. You are now excused."
Books and slates had been hurriedly
tucked into the desks, and now a shout
and flourish of caps hailed the hour of
intermission. The boys rushed out of
doors, while the girls, opening their
dinner pails, gathered in groups to discuss
the new teacher, and to guess and
speculate on the policy of Tilury Kent
and the Fisher boys.
Miss Grey ate her dinner in silence,
and then took out some soft fluffy material
that looked to the eves of the
wondering girls almost like a drift of
new fallen snow. But it was not snow,
and Miss Gray arranged lier crochethook
and begun to work.
She had thought of the possibility of
this awkward nooning when she selected
this especial nicee of work before
leaving home, and u half smile dimpled
the corners of her mouth as one after
another of the girls gathered about her
with shy, inquiring eyes.
Tilury Kent leaned against the window
casing, the sullen look deepening
on her fuce, and the teacher shrewdly
guessed that this was thg girl to be most
afraid of. She wished to engage her
attention and bring her into the crowd
of girls that were now chattering all
tuuuL ncr, out now couia it oe done?
The <jirl would not hear coaxing, would
scorn a soft word, und as for dainty
crochetcd fascinators, she hated the
sight of all manner of pretty things.
Ilad she not worn coarse, faded clothes,
and that horrible old brown "pumpkin"
hood ever since she could remember?
Suddenly a bright thought occurred
to Miss Grey. The old box stove was
ugly, as well as immense, and the
door hung by one hinge, so it had been
the custom of the teachers to set the
larger boys to put in the big "chunks"
of wood, and close and prop the door,
a thing that was always accomplished
with much hang and clatter. Now
Miss Grey, laying her work aside, went
down to the stove and began puttingin
one of the huge blocks. It was too
heavy for her small hands, and tore the
delicate skin with its jagged splinters.
Looking up to Tilury she said: "Will
you help me. please? it is so heavy."
It is doubtful whether anyone had
ever addressed the girl in that way before,
for pleasant words and small politenesses
had not fallen to her lot in life.
She sprang forward eagerly and caught
the great stick in her hands, and with
iuu Hircngm 01 a small Amazon nung it
into the bed of burning coals, and kicked
the door together after it.
"Why, how strong you are!" Miss
Grey exclnimed in unfeigned astonishment,
as she wiped the drops of blood
from her lacerated tinkers. Then seeing
Tilury draw her hand across her dress
front, the teacher noticed that her hand
also bled.
4'You have torn your hand, too," Miss
Greysaid; "corr.e here and we'll patch
up our wounds together. I've some courtplaster
in my s>itolv?l."
The girl luughod and tucked her hand
behind ner as she resumed her place at
the window.
''See," the teacher *aid, holding out
her hand, "I've three scratches on this |
hand, Let mo tco yours, for I am to I
^^?nnnranMnp||n
I blamo for your trotting hurt. Please '
let me look fit it."
Tilury glanced at tlio palm of hei
hand und then suddenly held it out. '
"It aches," she said, bluntly.
"Why, poor child!" the teacher cried,
"I should think it would ache. That /
is a dreadful siivcr, let mo try to get it
out; i'm so sorry."
Miss Grey got her tiny pearl-liandled
knife and began to dig it out.
"Uan you bear the pain?" she asked, (
holding- the hand tightly in her own. |
"V?yes!" the girl answered, making t
light of it. But the hurt was a severe |
one, and a woman of less nerve th n |
Miss Grey could never have succeeded j
in taking out the Rliver, and a girl with t
less st rength of will could * never have t
borne it so heroically. Miss Grey \
bathed the hand with cologne and cov- t
ered the wound with a strip of court- |
plaster, while she praised the girl for r
lier courage, and petted her because ol (
her pain, until, for once, Tilury was the .
heroine of the school-room. ,
It was almost time to call the school ,
for the afternoon session when Mis* j
Gray took a final look at the disabled ^
hand, now carefully wrapped up in one ]
of her own prettiest handkerchiefs. The f
girls still clustered about them. i
"Why, Tilury Kent, what .lovely Jin- ,
ger nails you have!" she crieTl. "You | (
must not bite them of! once again, and I ,
let mo show you how to trim them j
prettily. J never saw prettier nails, did
you trirls ?"
Tilury snatchcd her hand away and \
hid it behind her.
"Tli'ain't 1" she said crossly; "Jabcs .
calls 'em cats'-claws, an' Polly says 1
they're skeleton bones, jes' like Sally [
Thomases. 1 hate'em!"
".labez calls them so because they are '
so thin. And that is one great beauty
of a fingernail, and Pdlly?well, I don't
know what she meant, but T tell you [
they are lovely. And I'll toll you, Lou '
?I sliall cull you Lou because that is n sort
of a short pet name?I will make
you a present of this little knife if you
will let ine show you how to take earc
of your nails. You deserve the knife,
anyway, after letting mo dig after the
sliver as I did, and not complaining ono
word. Here's the knife, and you are n
brave girt, Lou, and we will sec what
pretty hands you'll have before school
closes.1'
She put the knife in the girl's hand,
and went out and rang the bell.
The boys had heard of the injured
hand, and the teacher's courage and
kindness. They paid no attention to
Tilurv, for she had always been remarkable
for her "grit," as they called it, 110
one expected anything else of her; bu
they had talked over the new teach*1"
with great interest.
"(Josh! ain't she got pretty dimples
when she laughs though?" Jell Fisher
exclaimed.
"She's the j/ootirst teacher that ever
cum into this deestric', anyhow!" remarked
Cliet by way of aflirmation.
"She's a blamed leetle morsel to be
around among all us big fellers," Hill
said ; glancing down toward the sleevo
she had touched, "but I'll tell ye what
'tis, boys ,ef airy boy lifts his finger to
bother her this winter, I'll jes' natehuly
mash his frame fur'im." And as the
bell tapped Bill whirled slowly about
and slouched away into thesehool-rooiu.
The boys glanced at each other with
nods and winks and nudging of elbows,
but they were accustomed to Hill
Fisher's leadership and they followed
him into school.
I think my story isabouttold. There
were days of bitter cold; days of weariness
and small vexations and discomforts;
but there wero also days of sunshine,
of good lessons, of merry rides,
and jolly spelling schools, to which the
young folks for miles around came,
flacking the school-house to its utmost
imit.
Miss Grev never knew what a load of
defiant shame and bitterness she lifted
from the hearts of those three great boys
that morning by the stove when she
touched the despised blue-and-wliite
frocking, and told them that she had
lieliied weave just such, and had liked
to do it. They had been mortified by
the old-fashioned garments, and had
hated them with impotent hatred, but
one touch had changed all this, and no
longer feeling themselves the clowns of
the school, they developed genuine traits
of manhood, of which 110 one had ever ,
areamcd inem possessed.
The school was a success, and 3liortlV|
after its close as Deacon Wliipum met
Mrs. Fisher in the road one day, he said,|
with a comical tw tching about the
lips: ,
"I guess the little school-marm^
'licked 'em right down to't,' didn't she,
Mis' Fisher?"
"Well, I vags!"Mrs. Fisher said, with,
aloud laugh, "I'll hcv to.give in beat
this time. I dunno what she done, but
you wouldn't no more know my boys
than you would Tilury Kent, fur the
same critters that they wus six months
ago. She done it somehow, an' she
kep' a good school, I'll hev to own to
that, but I never beam as sho licked one
on 'em "
"I tell ye," the deacon said with a
serious face, "it's all in jes' understandin'
human nature, an' bringin' out the'
best there is in 'em. I tole ye theleetle
school-marm was bright's a whistle, an'
a/\ cVin woo ''
OU OUO TT UO( j
Miss Bayard's Retort.
Oscar Wilde knew the late Miss Bay- ]
ard very well. He was a great admirer
of her wit and power of repartee, and :
lost no opportunity to meet her during
his stay in Washington. One fine day the '{
capital's society people found themselves
interested in two events which were to
take place ih the evening. One was a
lecturo by the champion of the sunflower
and the other was a brilliant reception.
Oscar Wilde met Miss Bayard
during tho afternoon of that eventful
day. and she asked him:
"Mr. Wilde, will you go to the reception
to-night!"
"Well," ho replied, "if I am not too
fatigued after my lecture.'* ^
A short pause followed, and tben he
said:
"Mias Bayard, of course you will be
at the reception I"
"Well," came the answer, "if I am
not too much fatigued after jour lecture
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I "Mamma, why it papa bald t" "lam
I hi? fourth wife, darlinjr."
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HIE MYSTERIES OF A DAY. ~
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*TR ANGK. CURIOUS AND STARTI.INO f
THINGS OCCURRING ABOUT U.S. ?
V
I Strniige IUrtli?The I,lfe Saving Scrvir.e s
?A Peculiar KiikIIhIi Woumn?A Touch- a
Inn Incident?CuiikIh ii Tiifcr, Ktc.? Kir. a
ll
A correspondent writes from Man- 11
la lay just alter the deposition of The- I
jaw: "Next morning I obtained ad- u
nission to the palace, and for
lours wended my way through the end- t
ess succession of buildings. It is im- {)
possible to attempt here any detailed j,
lescription of the mingled magnificence j.
ind squalor, tilth and splendor which I ^
vitnessed. * * * I found myself in
,he Lord White Elephant's house. He ?
lad been left witho.it food or water, j
rhe magnificent silver vessels which ()
leld his food had been lying about un- j.
>rotected. The royal monster seemed
n a very bad temper (no wonder), lie c
,vas chained by the fore feet to massive
tillars. Unless you were told that he
,vas white you would not perceive it. ?
[11 the dusky lijjht he seemed much like 11
my other elephant. On closer exam- ?
nation he seemed of light mouse color, f(
vit.h large white blotches." The same j ?
orrespondent describes a most dis- ; s
graceful scene of plunder. The crown
jewels narrowly escaped.
Tiieuk died in England a few weeks : v
igo, aged 85), a wealthy old harridan in j,
high life, in tlie person of Lady Kolle, j
ivlio was noted for her effrontery and !
tnpciiousness. Although she exer- j s
iised most autocratic sway as a hostess, I t
ihe was on one occasion, at least, com- |
iletcly outwitted. Among her guests i
ivas the daughter of an Irish Earl. The . o
nen in the house were not to her taste ' "
is partners, yet she felt like dancing, j }he
whispered her wishes to some other : ^
poung lady guests, and found them , I1
piiteof her mind. Presently the sound 11
)f a waltz dfrjw Lady Kolle to the room,
vhen, in her rage . and amazement, she
>eheld Lady II, whirling round in the
iinbrace of a stahvort and handsome 1
>owdered footman, while her friends
'ollowed her in the arms of similar galants.
Doctors do not appear to have much j
"aitli in the idea that odd-shaped bottles j
)r peculiar labels will prevent mistakes | ~
n the taking of drugs. An English : n
ihyaician relates that he oncc gave a jj
nan, for external use, a little croton oil , j
iniment in a blue fluted bottle with a 1 j
cd label One night the man, being :
roubled with a cough, thought he
.vould take some of his wife's cough ^
mixture, which was in a bottle having ^
raised letters, lie mistook the Antilles
in his own botflc for the raised letters i t
m his wife's, and swallowed the croton !
>il. He soon discovered his error, and 1 {
vas very ill for many hours. In a >|
timilar case a man recently died from a t
icavy dose of liniment. s
In a paper read before the Public n
Health Association, J)r. I). J?. Salmon ^
laid that the ravages of hog cholera j
?vere unusually severe and widespread s
ast year, and cost producers nearly \
?30,000,000. Referring to the sanitary j o
ispects of the question, he said: "The a
lisposition of the millions'of carcasses ' <]
)f hogs that have died from this dis- ; n
;ase, is a matter which effects the j o
lealth of the people. Sometimes they ; n
ire left to putrefy, sometimes they are ! v
.hrown into the ponds and streams j s
vhich furnish drinking water to our ;>
sitics, sometimes the lard is rendered ! L
rom them, and what finally becomes of j e
.his product is an interesting subject i
or speculation '' ji
The life saving service, it is stated in ; e
ts annual report for 1885, saved last ' \
;ear 37 persons, exclusive of the lives ( 0
iaved in the regular service of rescuing t
listressed, endangered, and wrecked a
vessels, as follows: # Total number of ; c
lisasters, 371; total value of property j 1
involved, $4,(534,380; total value of i *
property saved, $3,370,583; total value ; *
)f property lost, $ 1,254,707; total num- j 1
ber of persons on board, 2,430; total ' 1
lumber of persons saved, 2,428; total *
lumber of persons lost, 11; total num- ! *
icr of shipwrecked persons cared for at i r
itations, 508; total number of days' , '
mccor alTorded, 1.G8G; total number of i s
vessels lost, 515. i i
An Englishman in Madras has, by aj%
ucky accident, made a photograph of a : 11
iger in the act of seizing its prey. The ; f
camera was focused on a buffalo tied to
i stake some thirty feet off, and had s
just received a dry plate, -when a tiger c
leaped from the jungle and struck down ?
:lic buffalo with a single blow. The
jperator kept his presence of mind and
released, his shutter before taking to his
leels. The negative proved a poor one,
3ut showed the relative attitude of tiger
md buffalo pretty well, and confirmed
;he generally accepted opinion that the
;iger, with his knock-down blow, enleavors
to dislocate the neck of his victim.
The French have looked with alarm
apon the steady export of Percheron
iiorscs to the United States; but the
most prominent breeders there now say
that the progeny of these horses raised
in the United States are an improvement
upon their sires, and that it is
profitable to reimport. It is known that
Napoleon III. used to import Percheron
horses from Vermont for the post chaises
which he used so much, as Gen. Flcury,
his Master of the Horse, found them
much superior to the Meclilenburg
torses, more generally used.
Arrangements are being made for a
reunion of the Third Corps on the battlefield
of Gettysburg next July. This
corps bore a memorable part in the
battle, and now, after the lapse of
twenty-two years, the survivors propose
visiting the field. There will be ho
mingling of the blue and gray; no thunder
of cannon nor roar of musketry. It
will be a peaceful scene, and only the
National Cemetery, where lie the thou1
^ i - 1 XI A. -1 1 in .1
eanas wno uicu on mm iiuiu, win mui- \
cate that at one time armed men met t
there in deadly strife. 1
A girl, thirteen years old who has <
grown only and ineb in height since
she was two years old, and has gained 1
but little in weight, was before tho I
Concord (N. H.) Medical Society at its
annual meeting a few days ago. The
girl weighs thirty-five pounds and ?s ]
thirty-three inches high, has never been t
severely sick, and is unusually healthy. \
Her mind seems to have stopped grow- t
tag at the same time.
A briTjIiIAKT wedding occurred about
Christinas time in Nonth Bend, Nel?.,
lie parties being a lawyer who liad been 1
or some years a resident of the place
nd the 19-year old daughter of a
wealthy local grain dealer. The couple c
tarted East on their wedding tour, and ^
few days ago the bride returned home
lone and heartbroken, her husband ^
laving been arrested in Iowa for forgery c
nd horse stealing. The shcrill of an j
owa county had been looking for him s
t the time the wedding took place.
The German census, just taken, shows i
liat the empire contains 45 towns of I
vcr 50,900 inhabitants, 21 of which \
ave more than 100,000. Dusscldorf, t
Icrlin, Magdeburg, Chemnit/., Nurn- c
urg, Hamburg, and Lcipsic show an I
acrease during the live years of over 14 1
ier cent., Crefeld over 21 ner cent . Kiel.
)ortmund, Manlicitn, and Carlsruhe c
vcr 15 per cent. In Dautzic the popu- s
ttion has increased only /> per cent., c
- hilc in Memel there has bfcen a de- t
reuse of nearly 4 J per cent. a
A married lady, of Richmond, Ohio, *
n Sunday gave birth to a freak of ^
ature. The child had one head, two
lcarly-dcfincd bodies, four arms and 1
our legs. The bodies were joined to- c
'ether at the shoulders, the backs being ^
ijuarely against each other. One body c
;as female, while the other was male. ,
'lie fre..k lived about thirty minutes,
ml nuule its presence known by faint ^
-ails. The father and mother are
icarty and perfectly formed people.
Tiik French interference in China is
aid to have very seriously affected the
rade in human hair, at least, so far as [,
Europe is concerned, since out of a (
ormer importation of HO,000 kilo- ?
;rainines annually into France, fully (
nc-half was supplied by the Chinese.
lethods of dressing ladies' hair which s
all for a far smaller addition of false j
iair may therefore be expected to come
uto vogue. ;
CAREER OF A CONVICT
I
'lip Strunuc Fortune* of a Man Keren y j
Itcleiueil for lIcrolNin?An Holr to n. C
Lnrgc Fortune, wliich lie Squandered. ;i
Silas McCloon, one of the four Deer *
stand convicts who were pardoned at ?
ipston for heroism in rescuing the remant
of the crew of the wrecked schoo- t
er Juliet, off Winthrop's Point, has ^
lad a romantic career, according to a a
listory of his life, which is published j
lere to-day.
McCloon's father was a wealthy mer- t
hant and ship-builder of Rockland, j
le , and was worth at least :j>l,r>00,000 t
t the time of his death. The inherit- j.
nee was divided between the mother,
wo daughters, and the son, he receiv- r
nsr in accordance with the provisions of s
he will one-third of the whole fortune. .
.'he residue was equally divided among *
he other heirs. One of the daughters, r
oon after the disposition of the estate, J.
narried an ex-Lieutenant-Governor of ^
iassachusctts, now one of tlie most ^
trominent members of the bar in that j
tatc. Silas became the husband of a r
oung lady distinguished in the society (
if Haverliilt, Mass., for her great beauty j
nd accomplishments. A $150,000 resilence
at Hockland was his first invest- s
iient. His next was the fatal purchase t
f a half interest in the incompleted j
nvention of a Yankee to utilize steam .
without allowing an exhaust. Thouamis
after thousands of dollars melted x
way in the scheme. The financial v
acker, inexperienced and insane with
ntliusiasm, hastened off to Europe with
mperfect models and illustrations to j
utroduce to the Old World an unpat- .
nted invention that was destined to J
evolutionize power. Sharpers at Lon- r
Ion and Paris saw the weakness of both
he man and the machine, and while j
,ttesting to the marvellous worth of t
>ne showed no hesitation m patronizing
he apparently inexhaustible wealth ot '
he ottier. Young McCloon, it is said, s
lad dined and wined himself out of j.
icarly $200,000 when his married sister, T
hen in Paris with her husband, had *
lim spirited oil to America one nii*ht.
le stuck to the invention until all his j
esources were dissipated, nothing being i y
eft but the Kocklnnd house and a lime-1 f
tone quarry that yielded an income of t
>5,000. These he one day gave to his
vife, convinced that he was irreclaim- j
iblc. Ilis mother gave to him money | (
vitli a lavisli hand, but when she saw N
hat he was falling lower with each gift
he withheld her favors. His sisters
ilosed the doors of their rich homes 1
igainst him.
ixc luob mo liiuiiiui ^uvu mm it |iuinu
vith which to start anew in the West,
ixacting a promise that he would never (
eturn unless he had overcome his un- r
ortuuate habits. In February, 1877, j
roung McCloon passed through Chicago i
>n his way to the Black Hills, then the c
iccne of a gold excitement. He had c
lot allowed an intoxicant to touch his c
ips lor a month. At Omnha, while the y
>verland train was waiting for lunch, 'I
ic bought a bottle of ale. The next j
light, while the train was speeding past a
Gibbon, a small station in Nebraska, u
lie station agent was shocked to see a r
>ody fall and apparently roll under the 1
vheels. He took the unconscious man j
nto the station and restored him. It v
vas the young New Englander. He c
lad miraculously escaped with a few ji
>ruises on the head. The following c
;rain took him on to Cheyenne. Then e
'or some days he surpi i^ed the border- 1
nen by his munificence. On the fourth 1
lay he awakened with a meagre $200 f
emnant of the $10,000 which his c
nothcr had given for the first instalment 1
>n the purchase of a cattle ranch. His r
lext effort at reformation was made f
vlien an exilo on the' Medicine How j
Mountain Range, where for four months ?
ic remained searching lor gold. At the 1
jxpiration of that period, having suf- t
:cred the adverse fate of most fjold f
lunters, McCloon returned home to bis <
wife and two children in Maine, sure f
ihat circumstances had redeemed hfm, l
ind resolved to recover by hard labor <
;he fortune he had so recklessly squandered.
His release from a convict's cell for 1
jravery is the first that has been heard i
from him since then. t
? 1
Enough of It.?It will be some time 1
before the Southern portion of the Uni- <
ted States will vote lor another expedi- ]
tion to hunt for the north pole. They i
thought laat week that the north pole 1
was hunting them.?Ijaoenworth Timra. <
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AWAY UNDER THE SEA. \
'he CJrent Bolallnck Mine, of Cornwall
Knglnml.
The mines of Cornwall, England, are
?f historic interest. Centuries ago
riiHic in rich ores here found was caried
on by Phu'nicians, (5reeks, and Honuns.
The mining district of St. .hiat,
xtending along the western coast of
jiind's End for three or four miles, is a
pot utterly barren in all else save thia
uagnilicent outstretch of hidden treasirc.
The scenery, it is said, can hardly
>e exceeded for "a stern anri solemn
vildness," especially as one draws near
he huge Botallack elilTs, the only reIccming
feature t?f the place being a
>road and beautiful outlook over thoEnglish
Channel.
One who has visited these famous
:hambers of wealth tells us that on a
hore exposed to the full fury of tho
?cean, and among the steep granito
lilTs, towering to a height of more than
ixtv feet above the water, lies this
rcasury of reserved riches, the most
vonderfql probably in the world.
Furthermore, he adds, that looking
in from the sea upon the very summit
if the craggy clilT, one may catch
jlimpses of various apparatus almost
tverlianging the restless waters.
Jloomy precipices of slate and granite,
uivmg ior ages ucnea old ocean's
vlives, are cut into winding pathways,
iroken up by mining tools, and dotted
vitli all manner of complicated maehinry.
Smoking chimneys and ])u(Iing encincs
indicate a hidden power, chains
uul pulleys lead to unknown depths.
)? one side of the clilTs tall ladders enible
the miners to ascend; it is certain
Icatli to the poor fellows treading
ound by round unless they have a
trong head and sure foot, for the roarng
sea is beneath.
Near the foot of one of these lofty
uttmg cliffs is the entrance to the
unions Botallack Mine; no easy matter
s it from tl*; heights to gain even the
iiouth of the shaft, and to descend pertcndicularly
into tne dark abyss, hunIreds
of feet below the level of the sea,
ind horizontally, thousands of feet beicath
the bottom of the ocean, requires
Treat firmness of nerve and power of \
ndurance. (\i
The "workings" of the Botallack li
Mine have reached between one and two
housand feet below the ocean level,
,nd from the depths of the land gallcr- * ,
cs have been carried out under the <
leptlis of the sea not less than two I
housand three hundred feet. Marvel- J
ous submarine burrowing, where labor:rs.
shut away from all sunshine in life, i
oil in dark caverns under the rolling \
icean, digging mineral wealth from the *
ocks above them, while waves dash in
torm-driven fury against their grim
H'ison walls.
Even in fine weather, the rattling of
lobbies, with the swell of the ocean,
:un be heard in the caverns oT the mine
vitli greater distinctness than on the
icacli itself, and during heavy storms
lie noise is so appalling that although.
10 real danger is apprehended, a strange
error creeps over the workmen, chillng
their very hearts.
Years ago, as miners were following
omc small veins of tin scattered through
he rocks, they actually penetrated the
Atlantic Ocean; the hole was speedily
ilugged up with the handle of a pick- *
,xe, and up to the present time the
niters arc kept out of the mine by a
vooden wedge wound with greased
lakum.
Close by that unfortunately open"*!
lole, where only a few feet of rocky
partition lie between the miners' walk
md the bottom of the ocean, a terrific
unibling reveberates from gallery to
jallery, making strong heart s quake with
ear. Add to this the rolling of bowllers
over each other on the bed of the
en, the tliunder-tone of their deep
olemn music Denctratintr one's verv
i o *
oul, and one no longer marvels that
nen spending their lives in snclx dismal
ecesses are scarcely ever known to
mile.
Salt-water oozes through the granite
edges, and- during tempests it is not
inusual to feel a continuous sprinkling
>f sea-water. That plugged portion of
he roof is far richer in metallic ore than
mv other section of the mine, but net a
nan among them would risk life by
Hitting out another pound from the
'icinity of that dangerous aperture.
riie'Odd Courtship of a Chicago Conductor.
Yes, said a conductor on the Illinois
Central, "I'm married, boys, a-.id am.
nighty glad of it. But the slraugest
>art of the story is how 1 came to meet
ny wife. It was about a year ago. One
lay we stopped at one of the stations
lown the line, where the track h doublid,
when there was a freight train ap>roachin<?
on the track west the station,
rhc freight train slowed up, so that
mssengers would have lima to cross,
ind then put on steam and cainc along
ifter I had given the signal to my engileer
to start. But I stood on the ground
ooking out for passengers, who might
ump oft and get hurt, a*; I always do>
mder simular circumstances. On this
ccasion it was well that I did, because
i young woman came running out of
>ne of the coaches of my train and
sxcitedly made a jump to get off. She
anded right in my arms and if 1 l.rdn't
>een there she'd have fallen before the
reight engine and been cringed to
leath. Well, boj's, I just held on to
ier until those two trains had passed,
ind they weren't very short trains,
:ither. She was so excited I didn't dare
>ut her down and I felt quite comfortible
the way I was, anyhow, with her
lenrt beating against mine. Well, in
hat minute and a half I lost my heart
ind we were married a wet>k I eforeChristmas.
She says she always did like
i man who had sense enough no hold
ast to a good thing when he had a
ihanee.?Chicago Hera'd
Travelers in the East, says one ol
-hem, have frequently described the
nultitudcs of dogs in the streets ot Conitantinople
and other- Turkish cities in
Europe and Asia. But, strange to say,
:hc dogs do not go mad and there are no
laxes of hydrophobia among Eastern ,
populations. When a Turk is bitten by
i uog he calmly accepts his fate, and
this is probably the reason why he es?
zapea an attack of hydrophobia. *
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