The people. (Barnwell C.H., S.C.) 1877-1884, January 10, 1884, Image 4
VTLLE SERMON,
Omuny, in i letter (ton
iff
(Yiotork), a
tumor, who fe
• toar in mid
W •Mmonwhloh h* had lakaa down
m ha heard it in LmcMUo. Thaaarrioa
wat ff> rariaty thaatar; aoma whlaky
barrek wad* ffw pulpit. Altar tha
uar home,”
a iMidhtaawaa rntwar roaa to addraaa
tha hard-leatured congregation : j
Maada, tha regular preacher baa
gone down among tha boya who are
waaktaf tha now carbonate mince at
Q^naieon, and I have bean appointed to
tain hia hand and haava it lor all it’a
To auny at yon piaaant it won't
ta tell yon that Fm kinder
r to thia bnainaaa, but I don’t beliere
there's a rooster in the camp mean
mmuft to taka advantage of my ignor-
anad and oold-deok me on the first deal.
I hire been reading in this yere book
that yarn about the Prodigal Bon and I
trill top to tall you the story. The book
donlghre no dates, bat I guess it hap-
penad a oonsiderabtOpell back in his
tory. It seems the Prod’s father was
pretty flush with the stamps, and a real
good aort into tha bargain, aa he always
shelled ent freely whan the kid struck
him for a stake, and never backed at tha
size of tha pfla neither, so long aa tha
boy heaved in hearty on the ranohe and
generally behaved hisself handsnm. Bnt
by and by the kid began to git restless
and wanted to rustle out the travel; so
he got the ole man to ante np in ad
vance of Ihodaath racket and let him go.
He no sooner got Us divvy in his pocket
than ho shook the ranohe and spread
hinmalf oat to take in some of the far-off
camps. Wal, according to the book, be
had a way-np time at first and slung hia
ooinkroond aa if he owned the beet pay
ing lead within a thousand miles of
Daqprtr. But, my friends, this game
didn’t last iannu: Hard lock struck
him st last, and the Prod is found in
one of hi^sober intervals remarking in
a eontodentisl way to one of his chums :
"I ray,old paid, Pm busted clean to
the bad-rook, and them’s the cold
blooded facts.” Tha book daq,’M*J
what the Prod, went broke on, but
count that your service is according to
tha litter of thefanr, InM t?U you it
don't fill tha bushel worth a cent so far
m thr spirit > oonomnad. The spirit
you are showing, my lad, is the one that
feads to narrow-atudsdnsss, to bigotry,
Is tatdto—noa and to fooling round and
baas—a they don’t fix tip
lost esaefly as
prob’bly ha steered up against aenMT' 'far know half s dozen other people who
brace game. Be that as it may, however,
he was so beautifully cleaned out that
he hadn't {a two-bit piooe left to go and
eat on. In thia oondition he struck a
ranohe belonging to an old granger,
whot taking pity on the poor, busted
Prod, gave him a job of herding hogs.
The granger wasn't a bad old sample in
a general way, bnt ha was inclined to be
kinder mean on tha feed, and so it came
that often Prod got so frightMly sharp-
set fer a meal he had to go whacks in
tha bog-ttoUgh. Ton bet tha kid who
in hia flash times had been boozing
round among tha beat of everything like
a silver king or a big railway monopolist,
had new plenty of time on hie hands for
doing a tall lot of thinking, and one day
ha said to himself: 'Til just ding this
^Tistrir Why, even tha meanest help
in any old governor’s hired service are
living on square grub, and plenty of it,
while Pm worrying along on z shook
lunch. I know what m do—IH just
skip back home to the old man and ask
him for a new deal.” So away he went,
bnt be bed e bard reaching the old
nnehe, and don’t yon forget it Ww foPT*, dry picked birds only are wanted.
you have plenty of coin, my friends,
everybody’s pleasant bnt when you're
on the borrow you don’t find it to good.
Finally he did strike the familiar trail
taking down to tha old home and while
crossing some open lots the old man, aa
the book puts in, sew him a-ooming afar
oft Tea, that ole man’s eyes were very
dim^ but he did not fail to spot his boy
And what d’ye suppose that Prod’s
Liber did? Did he whistle the dogs to
phase him oft the ranohe T Ton bet he
didn’t Did be go and take down his
shot-gun and wait till ha got a good drop
on ^fan? You bet he didn’t No, bnt
Pll tail you what he did. He juat
waltzed right out of the gate to meet
him, and froze to that poor scarecrow
IHttiBligjjjifc ami full
him and weeping over him and calling
him hia poor, long-lost boy until the
Prod got broke all up and like a sluice
dam *hen the snow comes down off
Pike’s Peak under a July snn. The old
man than took him right away to a cloth
ing store and rigged him out in the
nobtoet suit to be bad for ooin end put
an elegant ring on hia finger, ordered
the,/attest steer on the ranohe to be
blaoghtered, invited all the neighbors in,
and had the biggest blow-out the camp
had ever seen.
Now it appears that the Prod's elder
brother was out at work with the teams,
▼nd when he osune in he asked some of
the help what was tha maaning of tha
pfanfe they mme barring inzids, and when
he was fafid the reason he juat got real
ipad. Tha old man hewing of this
went out to film and said; “Come in,
lad; your brother’s some back and we’re
havinfc a regulw old-fashioned jubilee;
now you some right along, like a good
feUrfr, and take a share in the break-
down.” But the brother wouldn't budge,
and arid: “Look town, [dad, I have
bnt to
to have a ptonioof this kind until
five to to honor of a loefsr who has
dfepeosd ow nama." But, my trfenfe,
yon nwka your beta onto that old man
hadjrlevel heed and wasn't to be entity
bluffed. He says: “Ify son, you eay
must be right.” And ndfc, friends, it
la to the credit of the brother that he
took hia rid father’s square talk in good
part, and yon bet that old man was a
real thoroughbred—and don’t yon for
get it. ; - j', ,!
■v Feeding and Dressing Fowls.
Mrs. Fanny Field, an authority on
poultry matters, reports through The
Prairie Parmer that she has had beat
success in fattening by use of as much as
the hens or turkeys can eat clean of a
mixture morning and noon of boifed
potatoes, beets and carrots, thickened
with corn and barley meal, and whole
corn at night, and milk kept by them
constantly in abundant supply :
“Ten days'or two weeks of such feed
ing will pnt fowls in prime oondition fan
market, 1. e., if they are in decent order
to bogin with; bnt if they have be***
half starved all summer, no amount of
extra feeding will ever make them aa
good for table use aa the fowls that have
been well kept all their lives. Tha beat
market turkeys I ever saw were well fed
from the time they rare twenty hours
old. For the last month they were fed
three times daily—cooked vegetables and
meal at morning end noon, and corn at
night They had all they would eat up
clean each time, but no food was left in
their feeding places. They had free
range, bnt I don’t think they went ten
rods from the buildings. When killed
they were between six and seven months
of age, and the dressed weight, of the
eighty was 1,286 pounds.”
Reasonable objection is made to con
fining in close, dark pens; give light and
comfortable room for exercise, even if
this humane treatment renders necessary
the nse of 4 handful more of food :
“Twice we tried fattening torkeys in
pens in a barn cellar where it was only
light enough to enable the fowls to see
to eat; the cellar was dry and warm,
food and drink were kept in the pens all
tha time, bnt those turkeys vtould only
eat just enough to keep from starvation,
and they actually weighed less after
three weeks of confinement than they
did when we zhutihmp np. I happen
to" 1 ——■
JIM FISK’S PALACE GAM.
PlltMl Vp
Oar.
On a siding near the repair shops of
the New York, Lake Erie and Western
Ballroad to so rid oar, bearing on its
ride the legend “Tori Oar.” It to need
sneaking gang of the Sus
quehanna division end their tools. 1
was looking at the oar recently, says a
Sun correspondent, and one of the em
ployees said:
Tbs judge sad I bad beeq driving out
none miles in the afternoon, coming
boms in the twilight, passed e substan
tial-looking, though very rid farm boose,
with comfortable bane and out-build-
“I suppoee you would be surprised ings, indioeting a well-to-do householder.
tried the same thing with the same te-
•ult."
Mr. D. W. Lewis takes np the sub
ject from the commercial point of view,
and in a recent circular reminds farmers
of the requisites for securing highest
prices in the New York market:
“Fowls should not be fed for twenty-
four hours before killing, as food in the
crop is liable to soar sod injure its sale.
Bleeding in the month to the beet mode
of killing. Heads and feet should be
left on. In dressing, the water should
be aa near the boiling point as possible,
without actually boiling. Dip the bird
into the water three timee, holding it by
the degs. The feathers must be then
quickly and thoroughly removed, with
out breaking the skin. Then dip into
boiling water two seconds, and imme
diately , afterward into cold water the
same length of time. Wet dressed poul
try is generally preferred np to Thanks
giving, after which time dry picked has
the preference. Small fat turkeys sell
beet the season through, exeept at
Thanksgiving and Christmas, when
Oeeseell best at Christmas. ’’
Why he Reformed.
* *
“You must excuse me, gentlemen, for
X cannot drink anything,” said a man
who was known to the entire town as e
drunkard.
"This is the first time yon ever re-
a drink,” said an acquaintance.
"The other day yon were hustling
around after a cocktail, and in fact yon
even naked me te set ’em np.”
“That’s very true, bnt I am a very
different man now9”
“Preachers had a hold of you f”
“No sir, no one has said anything to
me.’
“Well, what has caused the reforms-
"Hi tell you. After leaving you the
other day, I kept on hustling for s eook-
tsil, as yon term it, until I met a party
of friends. When I left them I wss
about half drunk. I wonld not have
stopped st this, but my friends had to
hurry away to catch a train. To a man
of my temperament, a half-drunk is a
miserable oondition, for the desire for
more is so strong that he forgets his
self respect in his efforts to get more to
drink. Failing at tha saloons, I re
membered that there was a half pint of
whisky at home, which had been pur
chased far medicinal purposes. Just
before reaching the gate I heard voices
in the garden, and looking over the
fence I saw my little son and daughter
playing ’No, you be ma,’arid the boy,
’and I’ll be pa. Now yon ait here an’
I’ll come in drunk. Wait now till I fill
my bottle.’ He took a bottle which he
ran away and filled with water. Pretty
soon he returned and entering the play
house, nodded idiotically at Kto little
girl, and sat down without saying any
thing. Then the girl looked up from
bar work and said :
' “ ’James, why will you do this way ?’
’“Whiazar way?’ he replied.
l* drunk.’ <.
.’s drunk?’
“Ton are, an’ you promised when
the beby died that
■»y
The
t you wo
children
wouldn't drink
axe almost
lagged an’ We haven’t anything to eat
hardly, but you still throw you money
away. Don’t you know you are break-
in’ my heart F
“I hurried away. The acting wae too
life-like. I eould think of nothing
during the day but those little children
playing la the garden, and I vowed that
IwouM nevor take another drink, and I
will not, so help ms Qod.”—
you knew fa> whom this car need to be
long.”. '
“Whose wss it?” I asked.
“This ear,’’ he replied, “has rather a
remarkable history. When Jim Fisk
was Preridsnt of the old Erie he had a
ear built for hia own private nse, and it
was named after Joaie Mansfield. The
oar was built down in Delaware some-
where, I think, and it cost a mint of
money. When Flak ordered it he only
gave instructions to build him a oar in
which he could travel and enjoy himself.
When it was finished and delivered to
Fisk he was so pleased with the work
manship that he immediately sent a
check for $1,000 to the man who had de
signed the oar and had Charge of the
work. The actual cost of the oar was
not fat from $75,000, which in those
days was an enormous sum for one oar.
It was fitted up throughout in the most
luxnriona style. It was finished inside
with oiled walnut and cherry, and the
panels were adorned with oil paintings
which alone cost a large sum. All the
appointments of the car were correspond
ingly expensive. At one end were Bleep
ing apartments, and dressing and toilet
rooms. The remainder of the car was a
traveling drawing-room. In those days
the idea of taking meals on board a train
waa unheard of, bnt Fisk nsed to have
wine and delicacies for Jnnch, and hired
a butler, whose special duty was So t#V
charge of the car, wherever it went.
* “In those days he used to .do some
pretty tall traveling. He had an engine
at his command, and when he wanted to
go over the Erie he went flying along at
at rapid rate, regardless of all other
rains, which had to get out of the way.
It was Fisk who ran the fast train over
the Erie carrying relief for the sufferers
by the Chicago fire. When he made np
his mind to send out the relief train, he
sent for Engineer Sam Walker, of Port
Jervis, to come to his private office.
“ ‘Sam,’ he says, ‘I want you to
that train through to Port Jervis
quick as God will let yon. If you
killed Pll look out for the wife and lit
ones.
1 ‘Walker took the train through in the
unparalleled time of two hours and ten
minutes. Nat Taft, I think, took it over
the Delaware division. At any rate, it
waa a tremendous ran, and the Erie boat
them A into Chioago.
“Fisk was a great favorite with the
railroad men. He always had a good
word for ns whenever he wss around.
When Fisk died the car was nsed by his
successor for a while, and afterward did
some duty on the eastern part of the
road. It afterward found its way here
for repairs. When they came to look it
over, they decided that it would be use
less expense to repair it, and so, after
lying on the switch for a year or two,, it
was turned into a wrecking oar, as you
now see it.”
Lest She Should Fall Dead.
Philip Gnyer of Paterson, N. J., lost,
a large sum of money by theft recently.
-He suspected an old woman in the
neighborhood, Itat did not have suffi
cient evidence to warrant hia making a )
complaint against her. What made it '
THE OLD LADY BEAT JOHN,
The rich bottom lands which stretched
away a half mile from the river to the
hill slopes, covered with abundant birch
and maple were luxuriant with grain
and corn.
That evening, when we were sitting in
the library, after dinner, smoking and
chatting, I asked the judge:
“To whom does that farm we passed
on the level belong ?”
When I asked him the question, the
judge laughed outright, and after a mo
ment’s pause, said: “I will tell you a
story.
“One stormy, winter night, after mid
night I was sitting here reading, the rest
of the family having gone to sleep long
before, when old Dr. Strong thundered
at the door-knocker, and mads noise
enough to wake the Seven Sleepers. It
is a way he has, and neither my wife
nor the girls, who were roused out of
■lumber, nor I myself, had any question
who wss at the door. I let him in myself,
and a tempest of wind and snow with
him. The blast that drove him into my
arms also pnt out the hall lights, whirled
into the library, and flared the reading
lamp so that it broke the chimney, and
blazed np to a colored tissue-paper
■flair which Susie had pnt over the
•hade, set it on fire, and for a moment
threatened a gonerounflagration of
papers an** books on the table.
-Shut the door yourself,’~I shouted,
and rushed back here to pnt out the
tire. That done, I went back and found
the i old doctor oat of breath, in the
dark, trying to shut the door against
the wind. It took the strength of both
of ns to do it. . Then I told him to find
his way to the library, for he knew it,
and I went off in search of another
lamp. ^ ■ ♦ ■ • f
“When I came back, he was just re
covering his wind, and after a gasp or
two, told me his errand. ‘Old Mrs.
Norton is dying. She can’t live till
morning. She’s alive now only on stimu
louts. She walls'tojaake a will, and I
-have come for you.’-
“ ‘A nice night,’ I said, 1 for a two
mile drive to make a will for a woman
who hasn’t a oent in the world to leave.
Why didn’t you tell her so, and have
done with it?’
“ ‘Now, look here,’ said the doctor,
A STOBY OF A
to - ^
tomhamo.
OOOB-N ATUMEB FSlXCB.
‘this is a oaae of an rid woman, and an
old neighbor and a friend, and she
wants yon to do something for her, and
yon'll do it, if it is only to comfort her
last hours. Get your things and come
with me. We shall not find her alive if
you doa’t hurry, and you 1 !! be sorry if
that happens.’
“The upehot of it was that I went.
Wo had a fearful drive out to the farm
house on the fist, which you are asking
•boot. Mrs. Norton waa the widow of
John Norton, who died forty odd years
before this. John Norton, when he
married her, was a widower with sue
son, John. He was a man of considera
ble property,-and whan he died left a
widow that son John by his first wife,
and two sons by his second wife. The
older son, John, had never been on very
warm terms with his stepmother,'and
for some yean had had no intercourse
with the family.
“I found the old lady lying in the big
room, on a great bedstead on one side
the moi-e suspicious wss Uiat the woman
called every morning to ask Mr. Gnyer / of the room, opposite to the broad chim-
if ho had got any trace of the thief. The ue 7. “ whicb *•* » roaring fire, the
following story is told by a Paterson QaJjJigfct-laJhe room. After the doc-
polioe official: Mr.. Gayer ascertained
that she was very supentitous, and the
next morning when she called and asked
as usual, if there was any news of the
thief, he replied :
“No; but I expect to know who it
was to-night” _ •_
“ How ? v asked the woman.
“ Do yon see those Wired* nails ?” said
Mr. Gnyer, showing the’ woman three
very old and rnsty nails. “Well, they
came from a .coffin that has been buried
for a hundred'years.”
“The Virgin save us,” said the
woman.
“ And do you see that paper ?”
“I do.”
“ Well, that is a prayer, which I just
got from the priest.”
“ Aud what are you going to do with
those things ?”
“ Well,” answered Bfr. Guyer, slowly
and impressively looking the woman in
the face, “ to-night at 12 o’clock l am to
forbad spoken to her and administered
something, a stimulant, I suppose, he
came over to me and said in a whisper,
‘Hurry up, she’s very weak.’
“I had brought paper and pen and
ink- with me, I found a stand and a
candle, placed them at the head of the
bed, and after aaying « few
words to her, told her I was ready to
prepare' the will, if she wonld now go on
and tell me what she wanted me to do.
I wrote the introductory phrase rapidly,
and leaning over toward her said:
‘Now go on, Mrs. Norton.’ Her voice
was quite faint, and ehe seemed to speak
with an effort. She said: 4 - ‘First of- all
1 want to give the farm to my sons,
Harry and James; just pnt that down.’
’But,’ said I, ‘you can’t do that, Mrs.
Norton; the farm isn’t yours to give
away.’
“ ‘ The fam isn’t mine! ’ she said in
a voice decidedly stronger than before. ,
“ ‘ No, the farm isn’t your*. You
have only a life interest in it.’
go into a certain yard where there is a ! “ 1 This farm that I’ve run forgoin’ on
pear tree. I am to pail that prayer fa ! forty-three year next spring isn’t mine
the tree with these three nails. Every fa do whal.I please with it) Whv not,
time I drive a nail I am to repeat that
prayer aloud. When-I drive, the feet
nail and repeat the prayer for the last
time, the person who stole the money
will drop dead.”
The woman turned pale, and departed
without saying a word. That evening,
about 8 o’clock, there waa a rap at his
front door. He went to the door and
there was no one in sight, baton the sill
he found a small package containing
been stolen.
the money that had
Aa QU Hupentitien.
- A curious story comes from Brent,
ford, England. A servant of Dr. Terry
sent out fa oarry a message. She
short-sighted, and, failing fa return,
it was feared rifo hid fallen into the
canal. It was dragged, but without
■uooess. Several days later an old barge
woman suggested that a loaf of bread in
which some quicksilver had been plaflqd
should be floated on the water. This
was done and the loef became stationary
at a certain print The dragging waa
mumefl at this point And the body
found. The superstition to said to be
centuries old, but at ana had teen it
tried there for nany a
I’d like te knoy what you
judge?
moanV
“ ‘Why, Mr. Norton, your husband,
gave you a life estate in all his property,
and on yonr death the property gees to
his son John, and your children get the
village houses.’
“ ‘And when I die John Norton is to
have this house and farm whether I will
or no.’
“ ‘Just so. It will be his.’
“ Then I ain’t going to die,’ said the
old woman in a dear and decidedly
ringing, healthy voice. And so saying
she threw her feet over the front of the
bed, sat np, gathered e blanket and
ooverlid about her, straightened np her
gaunt form, walked across the room and
sat down in a great chair before the fire.
The doctor and I came home. That
wsa fifteen yean ago. The old lady to
alive to-day. And she accomplished her
intent
“She beat John after all. He died
four yean ago in Boston, and I don’t
know what will be toft. Bnt whoever
oomes into the farm-house whan she
goes out it will not be Join. And since
John’s death the fam has been bettor
kept, and everything about it to in vastly
far atomgem than it
A letter fram Springfield, Ma, to the
New York Am says: A tornado, or
whatever rise It may be called, that will
take a hickory tree, ■ansi and young,
twenty inches in diameter, and, without
uprooting it, twist it to spUnten in the
twinkling of one’s eye—that sort of
thing deserves enuntoatien from scion-.
tifip men. Of ~ this description was the
late tornado here. Before leaking into
the matter I wee prepared to assert with
great confidence that the late disaster
was owing entirely to imperfect, slip
shod building. After a thorough, criti
cal, and entirelffdisinterested examina
tion, lasting a week, I am persuaded
that all currant theories and explana
tions in reference to this and all torna
does elsewhere are at fault.
My reasons I will attempt to explain.
With the exception of perhaps two
buildings, the structures blown down at
Springfield are of a sort little qualified
to withstand ordinary Atlantic coast
gales. Undoubtedly far worse galea
than this Springfield tornado, in print
of violence, have been familiar to east-
ern people for generations past
' I maintain that wind did not do the
damage.
Suppoee that you take a group of
seven houses, for example, * closely
bunched together.
A storm oomes up; three of the seven,
fully as substantial in every particular,
are pulverized to atoms by. the storm,
while the remaining four are entirely
'uninjured—untouched, in fact! How
can we account for such caprice on the
part of the elements ? Are Such caprices
characteristic of wind storms ?
The woolen mill at Springfield wat
built, as I am told by its builder, a Ger
man of solid, practical experience east
and west, of better material and with
more lime in the mortar than most brick
walls are composed of. The walls were
massive ; the work wss done under criti
cal supervision. This mill building was
demolished, while the frailest of Irame
dwellings, buildings with no larger tim
ber in frame than 6x6, were left unin
jured, standing in the track of the tern-
-petti—
How can we account for this?
The frame dwellings that were de
stroyed by the tornado do not resemble
anything recognizable in the form of
timber, lumber, or any building ma
terial whatever, in the state of chaotic
confusion and demolisbment in which
the storm has left them. They look,
rather, as though Vulcan's hammer had
struck them into s mass of formless rub
bish. This is fact, not exaggeration.
I have examined carefully several
times the remains of Father F. J.
O’NieU’s Catholic church at North
Springfield, entirely demolished by the
storm. The building was of firm and
thick brick walk; in size, 86x70 feet It
was securely prepared, ss to every es
sential to safety, when the tornado scat
tered it to the winds. There is scarcely
a brick left standing upon another above
the ground. The wreck looks as though
a great mill hsd_ passed it through the
hopper, through the runs of stones, and
out into formless void.
Father O'NieU’s dwelling, a frail cot
tage of the lightest of light pine Inm
ber, pnt up in the ramshackle manner
usual with the Southern carpenters of
twenty years ago, escaped without so
much as a shingle being disturbed on
the roof. It stood some-forty feet, per
haps, to nm-t.li nf the demolished
church.—
There were some remarkable, if not
miraculous, exemptions from the wreck
of this Catholic church. Father O’Niell
showed me several things which puz
zled the coolest brain. Everything per
taining to the mass was taken from ths
chaos of wubbish by Father O’Niell un
injured. The altar stone was set in
heavy frame of wood, this frame being
ground to splinters by the storm, but not
a scratch on the stone, of Italian mar
ble, could be detected. The missal or
ffiaa^ book, a richly bound volume, was'
perfect; The chalice, a solid silver cup,
elaborately engraved, waa taken, from
the wreck uninjured. The blessed sacra
ment and the tabernacle both were saved-}-* 0 *”
intact. The organ was thrown across Hie
street. ▲ little glue will right that
A man told me of a group of fowl
which the storm caught. Every feather
was singed from them. They stood
bare of feathers, aqd their skin was
turned black.
Here, then, to a clue. These storms
are simply a concentrated force of elec
tricity, bunting upon any given object,
hurling it sounder, grinding it to pow
der,' in many eases burning, singeing it
to a burnt crisp. - - V
What else could takes hickory tree,
twenty inches in diameter, and twist it
from its roots, leaving it a formless heap
of rolintere and palp ? 0. W. H.
Either pfaUes
eaten with crid moat <. . -**
Celery to good for headache, and to as
excellent brain food. ;
An extra mat, an old one, should be
placed in the hallway ob s rainy day.
To take out ink stains soak in milk
-for several boors, then apply a little
lemon juice. ; ' •<_
Silver, either plated or solid, should
be washed in hot sods and dried quickly
with a soft doth.
Bice boiled very slowly in milk and
sweetened to a vexy palatable and healthy
dish for children. ;
The most healthful nightcaps for
keeping the hair smooth are made Oat
ri soft cotton end are crocheted.
A bunch ri peacock feathers tied with
a ribbon makes a pretty ornament fa
hide a bad spot on the parlor wall
A patch should always be put in
square or oblong, and the seams care
fully dampened and pressed afterward
on the wrong side. .
To prevent children losing their mit
tens or gloves, sew cm each one s long
ribbon and fasten the ribbon to the in
side ri the coat sleeve.
Door panels can be prettily
tnenled With pictures irtHfeesli
and then varnished. The pictures
should be fastened with floor paste.
Dishes to shine brightly should be
washed first in suds and then dipped in
clear hot water and let drain. They re
quire little or no drying.
Oauliflowem taste well with sauce
made with a lump of melted butter, a
little cold water and a teaspoonful of
flour mixed Bn»oothly and cooked.
Feathers slightly uncurled by the
damp air may be restored by holding
over a hot stove, then shaking aud re
peating until curled. Care should be
taken not to burn the feather.
Prtaeo William Henry^Dnke of €tor-
ones, afterward Wfllizm IT.-wte the
third sou ri Georgs HL, sad he was
doubtless sent to see by his royal father
in e spirit ri spite. The Duke ri Cum
berland, younger brother ri George HI., ^
bad fixed his hopes upon the oftoe ri
Lord High Admiral of England; but on
a certain occasion, when Admiral Kto?'
pel was on trial, Cumberland behaved
in such a manner that the king was bit
terly incensed, and he declared, in bis
own thought, that hia brother should
never bold the highest office in a navy
one ri the grandest veterans ri which
he bed outraged. Bo he aent hto eon
WIffism Horny—then to hfa tenth year-
to become a midshipman in the navy,
bidding him that he should study hard
and strive to excel. “Make ri thyself a
complete sailor, my son, and thine unde
of Cumberland shall yet look up to
thee 1” --- . T:—
Very likely the boy-prince donned his
sea-going garb in high glee and glowing
anticipations, bat when he had become
rated as a midshipman on board a fine
[ frigate, and found himself the youngest
-hfe- aaeeA'he—dfeooverad-to -e -
very short time, that nobody oared any
thing about his title. He must rough
it with the rest, aud- ktik out for Num
ber One. He had not been at sse a'
before he contrived .to get tote
He unfortunately put on big airs at mess,
and really insulted one of hto mates.
This mate was another midshipman, only
a year older, but not a whit larger than
the prince. He called the prince aside,
and gave him a sound drubbing, ex
claiming, as his antagonist cried aloud
for mercy: “There! I don’t think
you’ll wag your impudent tongue at me
any more !”
The prince blubbered, and said he
would tell his father. “I’ll tell my
father, and you’ll catch it! Now, see if
you don’t!”
Said the mate in answer, “Let your
father come and act as unlike a gentle
man as you did, and 171 serve him
have served you 1 Just you remember
that 1” - __
This mate’s name was Dadmun. When
Prince 'William, as Duke ri Clarence,
had become Lord High Admiral, he
heard ri Dadmun as having just come
in from the West Indies on board a sloop-
midst of his anecdotes and made her so j ri-war, with only the grade ri past-mid-
summoned his
Napoleon’s Method of Questioning.
Prony, with hia hair nearly in m)
plate, was tolling mo entertaining anec
dotes of Bonaparte, and Cuvier, with his
head nearly meeting him, talking aa
hard as be could, not striving to show
learning or wit—quite the contrary-
frank, open-hearted genius, delighted to
be. together at borne and at esee. * This
was the most flattering and agreeable
thing to me that could possibly be.
Harriet was on the off side, and, every
now aud then, he turned to her in the
completely one of ns, and there was
snch s prodigious noise nobody could
bear but ourselves. Both Cuvier and
Prony agreed tnat Bonaparte never
could bear to have any but a decided
answer. “One day,” said Cuvier, “I
newly ruined myself by considering be
fore I answered. He asked me: ‘Ought
we to introduce beet sugar in France ?’
( ‘In the first place, Sire, we must think
of the colonies.’ ‘Shall we have beet
sugar in France ?’ ‘But, Sire, we ought
to study the subject’ ’Bah, I will have
to ask Berthollst’ This despotic, laconic
mode of insisting on learning everything
in two words had its inconveniencies.
One day he asked the Master of the
Woods at Fontainebleau: ‘How many
acres of wood here ?’ The Master, an
honest man, stopped to recollect
‘Bah 1’ and the Under Master came for
ward and said any number that came
into his head. Bonaparte immediately
took the Mastership from ibfrjiret and
gave it to the second.” “Qu’arrivait il ?”
continued Prony. , The rogue who gave
the guess answer was soon found cutting
down and selling quantities of the trees,,
and Bonaparte had to take the ranger-
-hip from him and reinstate toe honest
raitator.
Wanted a Will.
A colored man shout 60 years of age,
blind in one eye and walking Vito
cane, hobbled up-stairs into the office ri
s Griswold' street lawyer the -other day
aud announced that he desired to make
“tea will. ' ■■■■.—
“Got much property to leave?” asked
the lawyer.
_ “Well,'sab, Ize persessed of a dog, a
cook-stove, a wheelbarrow, an’ two flirt-'
irons dat my fust wife left me.”
“And who are you going fa leave them
A Captare.
A Chicago constable went into the
suburbs fa serve a judgment for $86 on a
poor widow,
means
constable lookedfaround to see if there
wasn’t Bomethi$g|he could levy upon.
But the widow had nothing in the house
save a rickety bedstead, three or four
common chain, a pine table and a few
other things ri no value. The consta
ble was about to retorn disgusted, when
he noticed a flook ri geese to a pool ri
water near the house. “Are these beau
tiful geeae yours?" asked the constable
ri the old lady. “Yis; Mr," was tha in
nocent reply, “them to mine, aa’ they
ere all tha comfort I have.” “WeU,”
said the constable, “I guess 171 take
'era,’’ and stripping off hto coat, he pro
ceeded fa capture and tie the .geese, a
performance which took him several
hours. He then made a proud entry
into the city.
. . . , . and he went away saying that it would
woman ha< * not tlie I perhaps be still better to have her ar-
to satwfylhe judgment, and tha ^ Mnt np for ninety day|| fi
ranee,—Detroit Free Presa.
“My darter, Nancy, ober on Indiana
■tfeet. Tzc mar’icd agin, yon kqr»w an’
I wants fa put dat property whar’ my
present wife can’t git it. She doan’t git
nuffin’ belongin’ fa me if I can help it.”
“It will cost you $5 to have a will
drawn.”
“Shoo! Can’t ooet dat 1”
“Yes, it will”
“Den 171 run de dog off, lend de
wheelbarrow, pocket de flatirons an’
stan’ by to rush de cook-stove outer de
house dfftoit time de ole woman goes to
de grocery. Kin I git a warrant heah ?”
“What for?”
“Fur assault a^’batysry. When de
ole woman finds what Ize done she’ll
walk' all. ober me, an’ I might as well
save time-by gittin’ out de warrant now.”
He was directed to the proper place,
A Nxw Yoxx man who had beau out
of employment for several months, ob
tained a job, and the next day killed
himself to a fit of temporary insanity,
if you want to drive a New York men
crazy, set him fa work, _
ad-
HoitsM.—An idle team may be win
tered upon good hay alone, but when
lightly worked, a tittle grain at noon
may be needed. They are to be kept in
good health and flesh, and the amount
of grain should be governed accordingly.
Hones doing heavy work will need slew
quarts ri ground oats and core dally, to
addition to an abundance of the best
hay. Young colts should have excellent
care, for their future naefnlneas depends
largely upon the growth they make the
first winter. Linseed oil cake in small
doses to one of the beet remedies for
oottiveneas to the young farm animals.
“Makt,” said a mother te her daugh
ter, “has Henry propoaed yet f* “Not
yet, ma, but I tfrtok ho will heMtoe mznj
day*” “What makes you think so?”
“Because he asked me if yon expected
to live with mail 1 married, and I told
him no.”
shipman. He at once
old shipmate to come np to town and
call ffpon him. Dadmun came; and as 1
he entered the Lord High Admiral’s
presence, he was stricken with a great
fear.
“Oh, your royal highness 1” he ex
claimed, putting out his hand, “I hope
yon haven't laid up a grudge against me!
I am very sorry for what I did 1”
“Oho!' You are the man, then, who
gave me that drubbing ?” <
“Yes, my lord. But ”
“Pshaw!” broke in the duke, with a
kindly smile and fervent hand-grasp.
“You need be sorry no more, fori have
never been sorry since I came to know
how much good it did me. It opened
my eyes, dear friend, and gave me my
first valuable lesson in the real life ri s
man-of-war.” • - —
Dadmun took lunch with the duke,
and retorhod to Portsmouth with a
lieutenant’s epaulette on his shoulder.
A few years later Lieutenant Dadmun
was sent for to come to London again,
this time by the king—William IV.—and
once more the two messmatea sat at
table together; and, when Plympton
Dadmun next went to sea, it was as posT
captain, and in command of a fine
frigate.
Such things are worth telling and
worth preserving. They are as gleams
of cheery, liappitying light falling on iha
highway of life—always pleasant and
healthful to look upon.
—A Meirlzg Fmft~~
In one of the Lofoden Islands, off the
coast of Norway, is a deep and tideleas
lake ri cohsidersble exteut, connected
with an inlet from the ocean by a short
and shallow ditch. The important dis
covery has lately been made that-thto-
lake, though it oontaius so little salt
that the water is not unpleasant to the
taste, is stocked with herringp, which
not only thrive but breed there. They
are so numerous that thirty tons of them
were netted in a few -days this season.
The story is that they multiply faster
and flourish better than in the sea, for
the reason that the lake contains none
of their natural enemies.
Sojoubxxb Tbuth ijvxd w thi out
skirts of Battle Creek, Mich., in a plain
story-and-a-half boose, set well back
from the street Two well-worn hitch
ing posts and numerous wheel-tracks at
the side ri the unpaved streets showed
that she had many visitors. She wss
cared for in her helpless age by her two
daughters, Elizabeth and Diana. The
house was Sojourner’s own property,
and her income was derived from the
sale ri books and pictures. A visitor a
few weeks ago found her bolstered np
in bed, ber head covered with .a cap,
and so fallen upon her breast that her
face wss not visible. But when made
aware ri toe visitor’s presence she
quickly raised ber head, displaying a
wrinkled and emaciated face, bnt eyes of
wonderful brightness. Her mind seemed
clear as ever, bnt her speech was feeble
amf indistinct
Ahxad.—A hall breed' with three
sqnawe, ri) heawr laden with skins,
complacently permitted hto eldest squaw
to go ahead and test the ice as he was
about fa cross the Missouri near Man-
dan. She broke through repeatedly,
and had to extricate herself aa best aha
could, the noble son of the forest coolly
smelting hto pipe meantime, and awaiting
the discovery ri a safe crossing for him
seif and younger squaws.
To tkx attentive eye, eae& moment
ri the year baa its own beauty, and to
tha same field, it beholds every hoar a
picture which was never seen before, and
which i* *” ^