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. «. ArtfalM <m paUfaMliM writtM is t eMr, kgibte •®ly om Ms of th* f>gfc 4, AM »«cfc u ob Frkdr. - VOL VII. NO. 18. BARNWELL. C. H., S. C., THURSDAY. JANUARY 3. 1884. t2 alatr. iai.a.a *• ACROSS THE PLAINS i wUt *m& raat and drear, Tha Movntahi peak* aeemadeool and near, Tba ami knag low toward (he we»i, ■fc near,” wa elghed, “are we to rcat" fiat journeying throngh the doling day, Our feet art weary of the way; Vhr, far Jbefuva oar aching, eight , . The plain* lie in the waning light. ia hk The mountain peak a that seemed «o near And held our reat forever there, Are far acroea the desert land*. We vainly cry, with lifted hands : (Hi hill*, that stand against ttie sky, We may not reach yon era we die; Our hearts are broken with the pain. For reat and peace we may not gain. Upon the plains we faint and fall, Our faces toward the mountains tall; Our palms are clasped, but not to pray; So die we with the dying day. HORRORS OF DRUNKENNESS total or tbs PBBNOMsxa or alcohol USD BRAINS We were four. We nut talking in the lobby of a Denver hotel.—It vaa 1L p. m. The talk was languishing, when the wide doors opening to tho afreet were thrown apart violently, and a tall, heav ily bnilt man walked in. His soft hat was tilted buck ward on his head. Hfr step was uncertain. He was drunk We recognized him as' Dalton, a miner from the Snowy Bangs. Seeing the group sitting around a table, he came ‘toward us, and with a drunken smile,' ■aid, “ Howda, boys?” Then, before we could greet him, he turued away, saying carelessly, “ It ia cat nigl)t for me. I may as well go see the crest are.” En tering the elevator, he disappe&re t. Wondering what Dalton meant by *' oat night,” I asked one of my com panions the meaning of the phrase. He replied. “ A phantom cat comes to Dal ton during the night following his third day of hard drinking. It is a warning to him to put on the brakes.” " Tell me of it” I said. Complying, he said: “ Dalton sprees. He drinks at long intervals, and never in moderation. When the wild desire for alcohol assails him, resistance is seemingly impossible. He toms his mines over to his foreman and comes to Denver. He drinks excessively the first day, still more the second, and he turns himself loose on the third. He is a heavy and very powerful man, and can drink an enormous quantity of whiskey before succumbing to it. I have known him to drink forty glasses of liquor in one day, six of them before breakfast. By the end of the third day Dalton is very nervous. Boon after he fails into his first drunken sleep on the third night he always dreams that he comes into his room ; that a noise, as though some thing scratching on the carpet under his lied, attracts his attention; that looking under the bed, he sees a large yellow tomcat, with a bristling tail as big as a rolling pin. The dot is tearing the ear- Indifferent to pet with its sharp claws, oats, or dogs, or any animal that walks » on earth, he undieeses and gets into bad. Instantly ha ia smitten with paralysis. He cannot moss. His brain works without friction and is wonderfully clear. His vision is penetrative. He can see , through the bed, and sees the oat on the floor in the corner. His dear sight pierces through the disguise of the crea ture and he realises that it is an eye-de stroying, flesh-eating devil. He knows that the fiend *fil come out from under the bed and jtanp upon the footboard. Standing then with arched back and awelling tail, the creature will utter frightheories prepartory to leaping, with distended daws, on his Taoe and tearing out his eyes. Dalton beoopies afraid of the oat. He tries to call foe help. He strives to move. His efforts are vain. The eat leaps to the footboard, and glares at him (kith distended fiery eyes. A train he struggles to throw off the par. slysis. He cannot move. The eat, with a horrid cry, springs on his up turned face. Under the spur of this su preme honor he rallies, and, with an exhaustive effort be awakens. He is un nerved. He trembles like a timid woman. Hi* heart beets qoiekly. It takes three or four days of perfect net end solitude to restore hie nervous system. He drinks no mors for months.” “Doss he know, while suffering from this alcoholic nightmare that it ia a nightmare T” '■'Tes,” my companion answered, "he knows Ik Bat he also knows that if he Joes But awaken, and so prevent (be yel low tosaoat from getting in his work the at will kill him. Ha ia in deadly fear of this eat, though he knows it is but an slooboUo phantom. And underneath his dread of the oat lies the fear of death resulting from alcoholism. The eat is only a faint shadow oast by the approaching jhnjams, that stalk spectre- like in the vestibule of hh brain.” “Thawurniscasomc drinking i cehra am .very strange,” said the of our party. 'I know several m are spy sere, who haef warnings, ally vWous amm or lam horrible, but in variably the tame, whan they approach the wall behind which the jimjama lurk, probably At moat alriking earn ia tha. of a gentlemen who inherited Us fUe- mb re- oldest n who a yeur. Hum ha will fethts hushwaa lute suah a ahi that haosu leave it for a few days and ft* Aunh. For two <Jsys ho and staying drunk. Ha ia not of the ha* to apt om whan h**is Ho stmts, himself mp room, and drinks alone. In two days he will drink a gallon of the best sour mash Bourbon whisky money can buy. He always begins drinking in the evening. The third evening he -goes to bed in a beastly state of intoxication. At about midnight bis vision oomea to him. Ha dreams that he went to bed, and slept soundly until awakened by a hard, white, flickering light He lies awake wondering what causes the light, and hears s loud knock on his bedroom door. Oome inf ha cries. The door is thrown wide open and a man who has been freshly flayed stalks in. The flayed man smiles in s ghastly manner, and nods in friendly recognition. The flesh is gone from his mouth. His teeth grin mockingly. He stations himarif opposite the bed and leans against the wall, his shoulders making a bloody mark where he leans. Hia lidless eyes roll and hia tongue lolls. The bedroom door remains open. My friend looks out of the door and into the street. There be sees s long column of flayed men ftrxixllw tltvom iha vamaaI AtrAdF* glen drop out from the column and en ter his room. When ten men have entered, his bedroom door doses. The flayed men, who are covered with fresh Mood, walk silently around the room looking at him. They point thetr bloody fingers at him. At s signal from the man who Ant entered they all march out Presently they return, each carrying a flayed and bloody corpse. The blood has dried on the live men while they were absent, and it flakes from them as they re-enter the room with their ghastly burdens. The corpses are placed on the floor in a row, side by. side. At a signal from the leader of the skinless horron, they straddle the dead bodies, and bending over, grasp them around the waists. Then straightening np, with the legs of the dead men between their own, they move around the room in a weird dance, now advancing, now retreating, then circling around the bed, and always leering and grinning at my friend. After desperate efforts he awakens, and the vision disappears. It is his warning to quit drinking, and he heeds it, too.” Then spoke an ex-Confederate artil lery officer : “Most sprees have visions, all of them horrible, that are'nature’s warnings to them to quit drinking. But there is another class of illusions arising from an nowise use of alcohol, which I MisjH^ct are much more common than is generally known. The men who suffer from these illusions are apt to conceal their trouble*, being ashamed to confide them to their most intimate friends. T know of two cases that may interest you. They are queer Usnifoatationa of and (ha voice spoke tauntingly, saying “To-night yon shall see me." An irre sistible fotee drew us to our bedroom. The column of vapor dm sanded the stairs and entered it ned floated oat of the window. Then we sought to eeeepe from the dxeeded voice by hiding in dark corners; but the votes tauntingly called us forth. “ ‘Finally, in despair, we entered the perlor, end there the end earns. Forth from the solid wall strode a ’ gigantic naked negro. Hie flesh wee scored as though with a whip. Blood marked the trail as he walked. He stalked toward os. With an exultant grin he glared fiercely at ns. Then he slowly stretohed out his head, as though to grasp my wife’s yellow heir. An overpowering base and cowardly terror seised me. My only fear was that the black spectre would grasp me instead of my wife. She clung to me with twining arms, murmuring, “Protect me I Beve me I” Basely I thrust her from me toward the outstretched hand of the gigantic black. She looked at me lovingly, not reproach fully, and with a kind, forgiving amile on her face, fall dead at my feet. With ineffable soorti the negro pointed his horny index Agger at me and said, “A coward | The first of his race,” and dis appeared with a crash that always awakened me.’” The ex-Gonfederate coyixt talking for an instant while he lit e fresh cigar, end then he mid; “That is Johnson's vision. It paver varies e particle, and he sees it if he drinks to much as one glass of whisky. Of course yon all un derstand that there is not any ground for the vision. It is, from beginning to end, an alooholic phantasm. “Then there was Wallace,” and the narrator smiled at hia memories. “Hia was a queer case of physical recollec tion of a flight and drunken bfdirg. Wallace got drunk in town (I am talking of Northern Alabama), and while drunk got into trouble. Being hard pressed, be drew his pistol and killed his oppo nent, who was e worthless creature. The dead man’s friends, also worthless creatures, gathered in an excited crowd. Wallace, pertly sobered, realised his danger, and resolved to get oat of town if possible. Hia horns stood in the shed. Wallace kept the crowd off by pfatol shooting, that may have been a little indiscriminate, until he was By this time some of the dead men's COLONEL FELTON’S WIFE, "oyMursa Win ROMANTIC STORY OF AN AfltCTII RAID. Manrtoa a BnartMal Ka«irt*h Olrl uS while Bathtac They ara AHarheS by lad tana —Srraai— liar Avaaaer-Haw They FI Bally Mai. . , Celonel Albert C. Pelton, whose beautiful 24,000 sere ranohe is out toward the Bio Qmnde, near Laredo, has been the Peter the Hermit of the refer V. I la Allala Hie FrerAaai. alcoholic disturbances of thoT>rain.” We gathered olosely around tbe table, and all of us, as one man, demanded the stories. The ex-Conft derate officer said: “Johnson was raised on the See Islands. He married shortly before the war. He entered the Army of Vir ginia. Hia wife, to whom he was de voted, died shortly after he left her. After the surrender Johnson came West. He is a well-educated, courageous gentleman. I will *?J1 you of the vision that invariably arises before him if he drinks at all. I will tell it in the first person, just as he told it to me. Im agine that Johnson is talking : 'When ever I drink. I am haunted by a yision that arises before me as soon as I am asleep. It is this ; My wife is by my side, her soft band lovingly slipped in mine. We are walking np an oyster shell path toward our Sea Island home. Entering our house I realize that it has been deserted, and an unaccountable feeling of dread rolls over me in an icy wave at this discovery. Then my wife ■peaks, saying, softly, “I am afraid.” Instantly my mind is flooded with the recollection of a dreadful horror that I had not thought of for years. I remem ber that we had abandoned the house because it was haunted. Our experience, as I recall it, was that a spirit walked nightly In the attic, and, after a abort walk, descended* the a tain. When the door at the foot of the stairway opened before the ghost e column of whitish vapor floated sinuously into the hell; then, turning to the left, it entered my room and passed out of the window. * “ ‘Supplemented to this horror was an other manifestation of rare occurrence end at highly irregular intervals. This was a voice accompanied by footsteps. Sometimes heavy footsteps, at others as if the infirm steps of age were tottering around the hones. Again they crept along the inside of the partitions. Then the voice groaned, as if in pain. I knew the voice to be that of a negro of hideous aspect and gigantic sise, whom one of my ancestors had scourged to death. That voice threatened ns with direful disasters, and maue the night hideous with ita cries. It always earns in the gray el the evening, end stayed all night The recollection of these boevogg that had escaped my terrified me. Xy wife sew that I unnerved, and olung olosely to repeating in trembling tones, “I afraid, I am afraid, I am afraid, triad to reef ore her courage, but I could ft I looked at her, and pew that she. Iso, meufleeted the dreadful tele. Wa en deavored to leave the hones, bat eoald not Then wnsoagri refage in the por ter, end trembling awaited, not whot Suddenly a barbaric tune wm beaten on the floor above though pomaded oat with a war eiqh. and was hotly pursued. Hia plantation was some eight miles the other side of tlie river. The pursuing horsemen cut him off from the bridge by riding np s (ide street Beeing this he turned hia horse and rode down the river bank at full gallop. It was quite dark by this time. After riding about a mile down the river bank he spurred his horse • into the stream. His horse carried him across safely and clambered up the op posite bank. * Wallace rode into the heavy forest at the full gjtllop. He remembered no more of that night’s experience. The next morning he awoke in e darkened room. He waa lying on a rough, dirty floor. Staggering to hie feet im felt around his unknown quartan until ha found e hole in the floor. A ladder had been thrust through this opening and projected e couple of feet above tha floor. He deeeended the ladder and found himself in a basement, one side of which opened cm a gulch. It wm an abandoned still house. He sew the tracks made by hie hone, but the hone gone. He did not know where he It wee ten o’clock before he found e road he knew, end noon before he reached home. Hie hone returned home during the previous night. Ever after, when Wallace got drank in that town, he would wake up the next morn ing in the dark attic df the deserted still house. He always turned his home loose and had to walk home. When he left the country and the old associations were broken, he quit riding around at midnight to hide in dirty attics.” It was growing lata Our party bade one another good night and wandered off to bed. Famine WmomoN. won’t no rr. The Hon. John Pearidge Wesley, Sec retary of the Jones Cross-roads Lyceum, Virginia, informed the lime-Kiln Club, by letter, that on the 6th day of August next hie society proposed to open a de bate, free to the world, on the query: “Whet am de hereafter of animal crea tion?” It wee hoped that the Lime- Kiln Club would send at least four of its leading orators to participate in the da bate. “While we am much obleeged fur de invitaahun,” replied the President, “we ■han't let de inquiry worry us s bit While it am a aed thing to port from a dog which bee stood by us fur a doidn y’ara, time spent in wonderin’ whar’ be will bring op am tima wasted. Ireekqp del rieh of ns as git i to dat better lend won’t be lookin’avoond far bames, dogs, cows an’ oats. Well be buey wid our wings an’ harps, an’ ’taint likely dat we eoald whistle far a dog if we owned one. De hereafter of man, an* pertioklerly of members of die chib, am of fur mo* con- earn to xm.”—Detroit Free Fret* Texans for yean. He has believed that he has held s divine commission to kill Apache Indians. Colonel Pelton came to Texas in 1844, s common soldier. By talent and courage he reee to the rank of colonel, tnAfpmHjjM 1847; commanded Fort Maame. Tnat year he fell in love with a beautiful Span fash girl at Albuquerque, N. H, Her parents were wealthy, and wonld not consent to their daughter's going away from all her friends to live in s garrison. The admiration of tha young couple wm mutual, and parental objection only intensified the affection of the lovers The Spanish girl’s nature is such that, once in love, she never changes. Final ly, after two years’ entreaty and devo tion, Colonel Pelton won the consent of the parents of the beautiful Spanish girl, and they were married and re moved to Fort Macrae. V Then commenced a honeymoon iuch m only lovers, shut up in a beautiful flower-environed fort, can have. - The lovely character of tha beautiful bride won the hearts of the Soldiers of the fort, and she remainedffc queen among these rough frontiersmen. One day, when the love of the soldier and his lovely wife were at its height, the two, accompanied by the young wife’s mother and twenty soldiers, rode out to the hot springs, six miles from the fort, to take a bath. While in the bath, which is near the Bio Grande, an Indian’s arrow passed over their heads. Then a shower of arrows fell around them, and a band of wild Apache Indians rushed down upon them, whooping and yelling like a band of demons. Several of the sol diers fell dead, pierced with poisoned arrows. This frightened the rest, who fled. Another shower of arrows, and the beautiful bride and 'her mother fell into the water, pierced by the wruel weapons of the Apaches, With his idle' dying before' his eyes, ‘Colonel Pelton leaped up the bank, grasped his rifle and killed the leader of the savage fiends. Hat the Apaches were too much for the colonel. Pierced with two poisoned arrows, he swam into the river and hid under an overhanging rook. After the savages had left, the colonel swam the river and made his way back to Fort Macrae. Here his wounds were dressed, and he finally recovered, but only to live a- blasted life—without love, without hope, with a vision of his besntiful wife, pierced with poisoned arrows, dying per petually before his eyes. After the death of his wife a change came to Colonel Pelton. He seemed to think that he had a sacred mission from Heaven to avenge hte young wife's death. He secured the most unerring rifles, surrounded himself with brave companions, and consecrated jiimself to tbe work of revenge. He was always anxious to lead any and all expeditions against the Apaches. Whenever any of the other Indians were at war with the Apaches, Colonel Pelton would soon be at the head of the former. One day he would be at the head of his soldiers, and tbe next day he would be at the head of a band of Mexicans. Nothing gave him pleasure but the sight of dead Apaches. He defied the Indian arrows and courted death. Once, with a band of the wildest desperadoes, he penetrated 100 miles into the Apache country. The Apsobea never dreamed that anything but an en tire regiment would dare to follow them to their camp in the mountains. So when Colonel Pelton swooped down into their lodges with ten trusty follow ers, firing their Henry rifles at the rate of twenty times a minute, the Apaches fled in consternation, leaving their wo men and children behind. It was then tlist there darted out of a lodge a white woman. “Spare the women 1” she cried, and fainted to the ground. — 2 — , When thef colonel jumped from hh> ■addle to lift^np the woman he found she was blind. “Howesme you here, woman, with these Apaches ?” he asked. “I wm wounded and captured,” she said, “ten yean ago. Take, oh, take me back again 1” “Have you any relatione in Texas ?” asked the colonel. “No, my father lives in Albuquerque. My husbimd. Colonel Pelton, and my ’mother were killed by the Indiana.” “Great God, Bella 1 la it you, my wifef’ “Oh, Albert, I knew yon would come 1” exclaimed the poor wife, blindly reaching her hands to eiasp her hus band. ' Of course there waa joy in the old *anohe when Colonel Pelton got beck with his wife. Tile Apaches carried the wounded woman away with them. The * The (scape of Peter 0. Small, the fasting horse-thief, from the jail at Bclvidere, V. J., wee very cleverly managed. At 7 o'clock in the eveniag Sheriff Bowers found him very and complaining of pain in the The Sheriff then went down town on business. Half an hour later Small rattled at tha door leading to the Sheriff’s residence, and the cell wm responded to by If said Bowen, a young lady of twenty men. He rnked her to get him cigars. She refnMd, saying that none this Small again called Miss Bowers, and asked to have hie ooal-dl lamp'fllled. Smull’s cell is in the old jail Miss Bowers opened the door of the new jail adjoining to let John Price, colored, into Bmnil’s apartment to fill tbe lamp. By this time Smull, who stood inside of the door in his shirt-sleeves, put on his cost, s thin one, a Derby hat, fur nished by s prisoner. Price pasaed in the door, and finding Small ready, ran out, followed by Smull and Theodore Carling. Miss Bowers grabbed Smull; but he broke her hold, poshed her mv and soon joined the other prisoners on \uc Birefjt. hum cower* BoreuDea xtw help. Her mother name and both stood in the hallway powerleM with fright until too late to see which direction the prisoners had taken. At the time of their flight a high wind and snow-storm prevailed, and the night was the coldest of the eeaeo Smull wm thinly clad, having on the clothing that he wore at the time of ar rest, two months ago. The day before he escaped he moved about in his oelt in a stooped position, and appeared hardly able to walk. When he ran from the • prison he wm m straight m an arrow, and appeared strong. His cell wm vis ited by s reporter of the Easton Argut, who found everything in order and a lot of eatables on a stand. A small ru cake, brought to Smull by his mother four weeks ago, wm found with tho in side removed. The Sheriff is positive that this wm all that Smull hM eaten since he hM been in prison. Carling wm awaiting trial for highway robbery ant Price wm serving a sentence for larceny. The Main of Fir*. THE HUMOROUS PAPERS. - Wnvember 18,1883, ia a date to be bered. It wm just about fifty ago that there ooeurred in tiie United States a memerebte “rain of fire” known m the great fall of meteors. Its greatest intensity was ia the how which brought daybreak; bat it was an hapreaeire and awe-inspiring ■esne from about t o’etpek till broad daylight, and the eohibition wm onty ehded by being swallowed up in the beams of broad day. It seemed a veri table rain of fire. Tbe negroes of Vir ginia and other regions South frightened nearly to death; wm aaid to contain eaa or who had gdae Area by rope or to eseape the “day of wrath and day of burning.” I espeet dare vhai He m!A Muhethh* ig a sheep-killer, a meter *Thell, about yow all The tremendous speetaole frightened I hard names?” thousands of steady-going people here-1 '**• *• ■bouts. But there wm in reality no eauae for fear. Our planet, ia its swift flight, had brushed the skirts of one of the two vMt meteor-streams whose or bits, one in August and the other in No vember, touch the orbit of the earth. Tbe law of gravitation, aided perhaps by a little deeper than the customary mix ing of orbits, ohanoed to produce, at that junction, a far greater shower of meteors than usual, and it fell ohiefty upon that hemisphere that wm most fully presented to tbe body of meteors. These appear to be bodies of various sixes, aggregated in a great stream, mil lions of miles long, and having an orbit, like any of the planets. The August stream is said to be 90,000,000 milea long, and the November stream is of un known extent Owing to burning, caused by the fric tion which our dense atmosphere in volves, to foreign bodies plunging through it at that tremendous rate, few of those so-called meteors ever reach the surface that are larger, when found, than an apple—or, perhaps (to continue the bucolic character of the comparison), a pumpkin. They are set on firs and burned np in falling—and most of them fall in the shape of unnoticed ashes, or “meteoric dost” Now and then n big one it found. Meteors weighing tone have fallen on the earth—end perhaps some that were of more stupendous di- meusions than anybody now Imagiam. All have a semi-vitreous “iron-stone” I sails him a bar.” ‘Exactly. Then he oaUed yon i "Jueteo. That made yon med.” "Oof course. I vhaa so aadt I shake ‘1 thought so. Now, Jacob, you ere a man who speaks the truth. I don’t believe yon could be hired to tell a lie.” “Veil, I pttef I vhM pooty honest.” “Of conns yon are—of course. Now, Jacob, you must have struck the first blow You see——” The other lawyer objected, and after a wrangle the defendant toned to the oeurt end said; “Idoaa’ exactly Asks oudt how it vhaa. I like to own oop dot I shtreek first, bat I haf paid my lawyer fifl to brove de oddsr vhay. I doan’ like to tall a lie, but I feel bedt to mnatrl''—Detroit Free Frett. ruin Pastry for Mince Pies. The secret of sucoom in making .pas- try is to work quickly, in a cool room, and to keep the pastry m cold M possi ble. Even in making plain pretry only the best floor and butter should be used; the flour should be freshly sifted and the butter worked with the hands in plenty of cold water until it aasumm a waxy appearance and touch; if it ia worked quickly and lightly, it will not stick to the hands; when the batter is of the proper consistency it should be patted with the hands into a cake about an inch thick, wrapped in a floured towel and put in a dish set on ice in summer, or out of doors in winter, so that it may bsoouie^quite cold while the peete is being prepend; allow half a pound of butter to a pound of flour. After the flour is sifted mix with it a tafttmomful of salt, and, with a sharp knife^ chop into it one third of the but ter; then qoiekly mix with it enough tee-water to make a dough which dose not stick to the hands; the mixing may be done with the knife or the hand, but it moat be done quickly; next, lightly flour a smooth pastry-board or marble slab, lay the dough on it and with a floured roller roll it out about half an inch thick; out the net of the butter in thick slices, and lay It upon the dough, with spaces of about an inch between the slices; duet flour lightly over the butter, and fold the jwete over it in such a way as to completely inclose It; then gently roll it to the thickness of en inch, dust a little flour over It, fold it several times and again nil it out; if the batter shows anywhere through the peats, put it in a floured tojyel and cool it for about fifteen minutes; -then roil it 0 °t. told it and roll it again two or three times, and are it ter pies. If the pretry is cold end the oven hot, the pie crust will be good when baked. It the era it browns before tbe contents of the pie appear to be cooked lay a pieee «l paper “ That wm a very brilliant teat evening, and, by the way, the bride was an old flameof youre, wneshenotr “ Tee, the flekte, heertteM thing, as soon m that foreign scant pot ia an ap- she jilted me.” I see by the papers that among tbe odd that so many mould hit on the eame But why are yon is sweet 1 revenge is in in ions of meters were visible on fire, the ear, and falling in a rain of Are, those dark hours before the dawn, on the 13th of November, 1888. —Hartford Timet. lew a Brig Wm Bared. test The brig Louisa Palpal, Captain Park- er, of Yarmouth, N. 8., arrived at New port, after anoonatering the most extra ordinary hurgeaaea and gates the sep tate ever knew. He thinks the and all on)mard wonld hove been but ter tbe fact that he had a cargo of flab oil The waves swept ooattofcMety the vernal and finally the desk load began to slip, when he. gnve orders a number otlmall holes to be bored the casks oontateteg the oil White this wm being done the ware nearly swept overboard; hot in a lew minutes the oil trickled on tho deck through the scuppers and into An and almost m soon an the oil the water the wsvm were and in 1ms than a half hoar there an unmistakable diminution in tho teres and number of the wsvm that broke over the ship. In an hour they had almost entirely subsided. 'Die chief mate says he has never be fore seen oil need but he is enHinateeHe in the declaration that the fish oil saved the brig, oanro and crew. things for smiling r “Ah! sweet 1” “ What can yon mean r “ Don’t hamlhs a word and I vfO teD yon. I am acquainted with most of that craal flirt’s friends, and it eo hap pened that nine of them, not knowing of my previous love, earns to mo lor suggestions about a wadding present. I confidentially advised seek of them to aeod bar a elook, and afterward I added another eioek myself. He 1 hot the viltete still avenged I" I ereyoni “ Never wm more earn in my Ufa.” in tho world earn tho - of tea valmble sleek. omT r “Hist? Can’t yon see? BhowiH, at pat them in will not have a ia | until she fete them to She will begin by trying to In rig weeks eke will he a raving! Fbltoe Court, “I i Houlihan.” “What’s the trouble?” asked Justice Wars, Judge, I own * woe hit of a- Indignant Ofltoen A Boston paper relates that an old who vtaitod rity tho other dag end had ^ a term town before. a tow of the T-iriumt sec tion ; “I don’t like this Boston. There isn’t enongh onM-doore to it.” ieatroved her eyesight When I eaw the ooloael in hie Tease ranohe he was reading a newspaper to hte blind wtte white in her hand she held a boaquet of fiagroat Caps jessa mines which ho had gathered ter her. Itwasa “Trb nuvNXiU along m highway a mile or ao above tbe village of North Haverill/N. H. f finds,” says the Boston Journal, “a small graveyard which coo- tains the remains of brave McIntosh, the leader of the Boston Tea Party. For seventy yean spring flowers have blossomed and winter winds have blown overs grave unmarked by stone and known to but a few aged people now living who remember hte burial He fllte a pauper’s grave, having died in the vicinity of 1810 or 11, at the houM of a Mr. Hnrlburt, who resided at what is now known m the Poor Farm, and to whose ears he had been bid off M a lowest bidder, according to ye custom, and m recorded upon toe town records. That he wm toe leader with out a doubt them is ebnafient proof, and that to hie memory ahonli bo areotad a writable moauiumt < orative of the mam and deed simple justice,” The manners of the on parade leaves much offlotr to be darired. But it is eeldom Indeed that one hears of snob language betiafl used to soldiers and officers m wm addressed tho other day to the battalion which seems to con stitute the entire military teres of the Oldenburg Grand Duchy. Major Stote- mann of the Prnerien army had been sent to inspect tho Oldenburg troops, and probably bad boon inetrnried to do hte beet toward bringing them up to the Prussian level After reviewing the four companies, and finding the deficient in emariaam he “Oldenburg oxen.” This iaealt went to the hearing of toe four < companies comprised in battalion waited npon the severally called him to offensive words, four Major Steinmann lenge. hie men, oo which the people rose in ia- suireotion, and, rushing to the Major's it end wrecked Me •A Mt.l 4a 4Sa «IaA th* vary troope who bed had to be oaUed oak In the duel Major wounded in the shoulder; to tbe tel set news, he eanvateeeenk be so it hen. Wall am I lets to Mfaa Him Khan. I axed her far the rint dhril n dat did I get” “That's an eetion fora Ohrfl Court." “A aril Court; did yur euy, Judge? me winder whm I ns her form* rink if thnteiviir do I want wid n Oril Court. Bare, I went me rink” “You win have to go to the Oril Court, my dee^womns lean do noth ing for you. They will gri year mat As the lady went away eke “Totha fitrilwii n Ovfl in mu and this brought rhtta&tpkl* Chron/Uli)