Historical Newspapers of South Carolina

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< I r* I" aMd to 4, AH otoafH to kdrcrtiaenvaU mmt (MhMMFrtodT. YOL. vn. NO. 23. BARNWELL, C. H., S. C., THURSDAY, FEBRUARY 7, 1884. f2 a Year. a& aa EARL Y MORNING SCENE. Ton m»y Ulk of moonlight ic«ne*, fmr Lnni’i mallow boftm. B»th« with .oft, tmulaoent splendor. vak and hill; •at, if on .ome antamn morn, When the day i. newly born, Yon will look, you’ll see a light more lore. ttQL On fair Mimimippi’i bank, Where the gram lay dark, and dank, At the early morn I lately took my way; AD around was hushed and .tin, Heavy fragrance seemed to All The soft air, and usher in approachin diy. In,deep silence vast, profound. All things earthly seemed then bound. And I shnd’ring, held my breath in drea and fear; Ghostly figures gray, and slow, Seemed to hither, thither, go, Drawing every instant nearer, and moi near. But in scarce a moment’s time, Aye, before the church bell's chime Could have struck the hour of day that no had come; There arose a mnrm’ring breeze, And a rustling in the trees, That sounded like a tiny muffled drum. And far in the east was seen A shade of roseate gleam. And the ghostly sliadows vanished froi my sight; And another moment's space, And such wondrous change took place, As the greatest poet’s pen could nev. For, behold ! the scene so gray, Had by magic passed awav, And the earth in all its pristine glory fhon As it never shone before, 8inoe those old, old days of yore, When in Eden's vale sin ne'er had cause a moan. Upon hillside, vale and dell. The bright sun god’s radiancsnfeli, w. , Clothing every thing it touched with beaut rare; Till dame Nature's brilliant dress, Seemed embodied loveliness That no power in all the earth could mak more fair. Every leaf, and blade of grass, » tli is great magician’s glass, m most quickly mkde to shine with dia ds bright; ight: 's hi: the foliage's hue umn painted, hung could ne'er beue' with dew, (vs had known th And the folia Autumn i One com •hades of night. Then talk not of moonlight fair, For more lovely far, and rare, Is the moment when the Day God cornea t ..-.■.....-Tfcw; Fairy fingers paint the scene With rich colors, wondrous sheen, And each morning is transformed b beauties new. Stella M. N. THE HAUNTED POOL. BT DAVID KBB. The mo wee setting over the Q&nget one bright summer evening in 1871. Tto day had been a hot one even foi Indie, and it wee an unspeakable relie to everyone when the soorohing son be gaa to decline at last, and the lengthen ing shadows of the tall palms along tbt Ivor-bank told that night waa at hand. And now the Hindu ubabitante-of-ttw- - neighboring village, who had been lying mottonleas all afternoon under the shade of their reed'- thatched roofs, or of the vast overarching banyan tree* around them, came trooping down to the water in abody. Instantly the whole bank of the greet river—so lovely and silent all through the long, burning day—became all alive with noise and bustle. Children pad- died in the toped, still pools, or chased eaeh other in and out of the tall, feath ery bamboo clump that grew along the bank. Women filled their earthen pitchers from the stream, or washed their threadbare clothes. Men began to seoor their brass lotahs (drinking vessels), or to kindle fires for the cook ing of their evening meals; while a little farther down the stream, a group of young girls, wading out into the shallow water, fell to splashing each other with might and main, amid shouts of merry laughter, t \ To any one accustomed to the ways oi India, it would have seemed strange enough to see, upon, the wrists and ankles of nearly all the girls, and many of their mothers likewise, heavy bangles of solid silver, which any western, lady might have been proud to weer. But the Hindu peasants, to whom savings banks are utterly unknown, have no way ot keeping their money safe except by carrying it about with them in this fashion—a somewhat hasardous plan, it most be owned, in a country swarming with the aroet expert and daring thieves in the wsrld. Suddenly, one of the girls, who had ventured a little farther out into the stream than the rest, disappeared under water with a piercing shriek, as it dragged down hy same overpowering fores. A few babbles that rose sud denly to the surface were the only token to tor fate, while, her terrified com panions turned and rushed beck to the shore as fast as possible, screaming : " A crocodile! a crocodile!" Several days had passed before any to the village women dared to approach the aeene to this terrible mischance. At length, one bolder than the rest, tured in again, and the others, *het no harm came to her daring, began to follow tor' example. More than a weak passed without any sodden^ and everything was beginning to go on usual, whan, cos evesung, a second disappeared in preetoaty the i as the tat V vI aow universal, and AH if tto village sat them- selvas ^ith one feeordtojMr rU to this crocodile. ‘Jmita were laid, set, sen postod along the bank tor tto monster; but, look for him as they might, nothing was to be seen of him. Several days later the wife of one of the villagers was washing her white wrapper on the bank of the river, when it slipped from her hands and floated slowly out into the wide, still pool formed by the bend of tto stream. Tto woman at once waded after it, and had just sucoeeded in clutching it, when she waa seen by those on the bank to give a sadden start, throw her arms convul sively into the air and disappear under water just at the other two had done be fore. _ ~ • * * * •’ * *- About three days after this last catas trophe, Mr. Henry Sparks, the British Oommissioner for the District of Jang ler wallah, was at work in his office amid a perfect mound of papers, halting every now and then to wipe his streaming face (which, despite the numeroos punkah, or swinging-fan, worked by his native servant outside with a cord passed through a hole in the wall, looked very much like a half-melted snowball), when he was suddenly disturbed by a knock at the door. "Come in I” cried he snappishly, ex isting the entrance of some Hindu farmer or peasant with a complaint as long and unintelligent as an Assyrian inscription. Bat at the first gKmpae of the person who entered his face cleared at once. • The visitor was a tail native, with the handsome features and stately bearing to a Mahratta. His figure, nearly six feet in height, was so gaunt and sinewy that it seemed to be made of pin-wire, and his piercing black eyes looked out from beneath the folda of his white turban with the quick, keen, watchful glance of a praotical hunter. In truth, Ismail, the Mahratta, was well used to tracking other game beside deer or tigers. Over and above his oc cupations as scout, hunter and govern ment courier, he waa in constant re quest as a detective, and, for tracking down either a wild beast or a criminal, he had no eqnal in Bengal Gliding into the room as noiselessly as n shadow, he made a low Balaam, and ssid in his own language : ‘‘May the humblest of his servants speak to the Sahib ?” (master). There was nothing particularly hum ble, it must be admitted, in tto apeak- <t’s bearing; on the contrary, he held himself erect, and looked the Commis sioner full in the face * ith the air of a man who knew his own volne, and had something to tell which he felt to be worth hearing; but Mr. Sparks, with whom Ismail was an old acquaintance, appeared to understand these signs per fectly, and said : "What bae Ismail to tell? I am lis- at_ nod tori i manner "I have been ai the village of Ram- ganj,” answered the Mahratta, laying a •trees upon the last word. "Ramganj?” echoed Mr. Sparks. "Ah, to -be sure; the place where that crocodile’s been eating np so many peo ple.” "Areyou quite sure, Sahib?” asked the Hindu, keenly watching the effect of Ala words, "that it was a crocodile that aw nr - *, — The Englishman started, and looked fixedly at Ismail’s immovable face. "That’s how I heard the story told,” rejoined he. "if it wasn’t a crocodile, what was it?” "Did the Oommissioner, Sahib,” in quired Ismail, "ever hear of a crocodile being so nice in his eating as to devour none but women, and only such women as had plenty of silver bangles on?” Again Mr. Sparks gave a slight start, and tne sparkle of his eye showed that he was beginning to guess the riddle, but he took care to make no interrup tion, seeing that Ismail wished to have the pleasure of telling the whole story himself. ’ "I went to the village,” continued Ismail ; "and talked with the people. Then 1 dived into the river (my lord knows that I can' find my way through water as well as through thickets), and at the bottom I came upon a noosed rope. J The Commissioner nodded with the air to A man who understood the whole affair perfectly, but still he said nothing. \"The Sahib understands how it waa done,” proceeded the Hindu. "When any Aoman worth robbing went into the water, the noose tangled her feet, and the robber, hidden among the bushes on the opposite bank, dragged her down and drowned her, and then plundered the corpse at his leisure.” "I see,” said Mr. Sparks. "Well, Ismail, you know there’s a Government reward to a thousand rupees ($600) for every murderer brought to justice; see what you can make of the cose. ” The Mahratta’a black eyes flashed fire, for five bandied dollan is more to a Hindu than five thoosand to a white ■urn, and such a chance did not come to him every day. He went out without % word, bat Mr. Sparks felt satisfied that ttora woald to news to the erimfiial before tone. lam ail plunged at onoe into the sor- rounding jungle, and traversed it at a pace whieh tew men aoald have kept up arm such ground aad la eaeh a climate, till to eame in rightto Bamganj, but in stead to entering tto village to struck down a by-path la fla had his rsarons for what he did. Then placing the stone in the shallow water with the sharp aide uppermost, and the rope lying right across it, he vanished into the thicket An hour hsd passed since his disap pearance, and night had already act . in when a dark figure came creeping up to the same spot, and pulled at the half- severed cord, which instantly parted in his hand. The man atarted, and held np the broken ends to tto light to the rising moon, but finding them rough and frayed as li by constant rubbing, and feeling the sharp-edged stone lying just beneath, he appeared satisfied that it must have been an accident and knelt down to knot the cord together. So engrossed was the villian with his treacherous work that he never lifted hie head to look around him, but even had he been leas preoccupied he would scarcely have heard the noiseless footfall of one who had been tracking the tiger and the antelope through their native jungles ever since he was ten years old. The rogue was still quite unsuspicious of htrm, when a tall, shadowy figure rose behind him as ruddenly ns if it had started np throagh the earth, and a tremendous blow from a heavy bamboo club falling upon his bowed head like a ^ lg " 1 . V.-A... ,, thunderbolt, felled him senseless to the earth. That very night the crestfallen robber waa sent off to the nearest British sta tion, escorted by a strong guard to na tive policemen, to be tried and executed, as he deserved, while Ismail received from the hands of the Commissioner himself, together with a warm commen dation of his shrewdness, the thousand rupees which he had so well earned.— Our Continent. The Oouutry Editor. # THE LIMM1LN CLUB. WORDS or WISDOM FROM PARA DISK ■ALL. [From the Atlanta Constitution.] The country editor has a hard time of it. He is the reporter, bookkeeper, mechan ical-superintendent, business manager, collector, mailing-machine, and solicit ing agent of the establishment - His work is hard, his receipts small and his creditors numerous. In a small town an editor has to steer his course so as to avoid giving offence to different circles of society, the religioui 4 denominations, the business community, and the rural population. If an InffnentlM old farm er wants a three-column notice to his new barn, it must appear or the editor may lose a hundred subscribers. Patchwork quilts, big beets and phenomenal eggs also clamor for space in the columns to the country paper. In the course of time the rural scribe becomes either jo cose or morose, but in either frame to mind he continues to make friends who demand free advertising, and enemies who work against him. The country editor is always getting ready to abandon journalism for some thing else, bat he rarely carries oat his threat. He generally dies in harness. In some wild communities editors occa sionally meet with rough treatment Sometimes they are driven out of the county, and when other methods of get ting rid to them fail, they Are sent to the Legislature. The city editor gets a good dead to fun out of the country editor's work, but the man who bears the burden regards it as a serious busi ness. And in the best sense it is seri ous. The little local weeklies scattered all over the country are in their way po tential factors of civilization. They de velop their localities, bring their re- •ouroes"before the public, and in a Plan ner educate their readers. They are al- ways on the side to the churches, the schools, progress and reform. Men who live and die working for snob objects are public benefactors and deserve a substantial reward. < TransplaatlRg Trees. A writer in Earm and Fireside, in his directions respecting the treatment of trees before their removal, states ss fol lows : "A tree in foil leaf may be compared to a powerful pump, the roots absorbing water from the soil, which is earried up ward through the stem and exhaled from the leaves in the form to vapor. This exhalation from the leaves is really the primary operation, however, being simply a process of evaporation. If, now, the principal portions of the roots be cut away, and especially the fine rootlets which are farthest from the stem and through whose extremities nearly all the water is absorbed, the leaves, if allowed to grow, will exhaust the water from the atom and roots more rapidly than it can be supplied by the remnant of the latter, and the conse quence will be tint destruction to the tree. Henoe, in transplanting trees the leaf-bearing twigs should be out away in proportion to the lorn to roots, and it face is generally equal to that to the twigs; consequently the safest rule is to remove nearly all the branches, trim ming to bare poles. It is hard todothte, but the after growth to the tree will be enough more rapid to compensate the apparent loss. In moving large trees it is an axeaDant plan M dig down and eat off a large portion to the roots a year before transplanting, ram nring a portion to the top at the ami toms. This win the formation to new rootlets near which may be preserved in the It is eontended that node in art ten grant educator, but the nude in bb is fined $2 for taMaf ff swim off th* doeka. Tha [From the Detroit Free PreCS.1 During the part week the club hae re ceived, at the bends to s prominent Booth Carolina scientist, a part to the vertebra of a mastodon—one to the play ful animals which lived, roamed and died in this country about fifty yews be fore Susan B. Anthony waa born. It so happened that Judge Congo and Walk Around Green were the first two mem- ben to arrive at the hall at the oaual Saturday night meeting, and the relic at onoe engaged their attention. Judge Congo squinted np his left eye, puckered his mouth end declared that the masto don who lost this piece of beok-boue must have been twenty-four feet long, sixteen feet high, and heavy enough to jar the City Hall by rubbing against a corner. Walk Around Green is heavy on poultry atatiatioa and light on mas todons, and it therefore eame about that when Windy White, Samuel Shin and Sir William Tompkins arrived it waa to find a terrible struggle going on between the two men, and the back-bone kicking around under the benches. The com batants were separated, but had not got the blood wiped off before Brother Gardner arrived and opened the meet ing. When the triangle had Bounded and Waydown Beebe had finished his lonesome coughing fit, the President arose and said; "Gemlen, human natnr’ am a mighty curus thing. De aiverage man will git mad quicker an’ fight harder ober what he doan’ know an’ has no chanoe to fin’ out dan for .untilin' he am posted about. What Judge Congo doan’ know 'bout mastodons would make e book aa big as a one-hoes wagin. What Walk Around Groan doan’ know ’bout de same anamile would weigh two tone an’ a half. I>ar’- fore dey were de weny two men to git up a fight wid ignorance for de basis. "It baa bin ao from de beginnin', an’ it will be so to de eand. Men who know de least ’bout de Bible have de moes’ dis putes ober it. De biggest ignoramusaes on astronomy so’ philosophy hold to deir opinyuns de strongest an’ de long est. Prejudice will beat faoka nine times outer tea, «•* Bigotry am' de elub which knocks down sense an’ argyment. Judge Congo wouldn’t take an inch nor an ounce off de size An* weight of dat mastodon, though he neber saw one nor come widin 3,000 y’ans to it Walk Around Green wouldn't believe one aide of no sioh story bekase a mastodon wmn’t chained npJiLde doah whar’ he he could measure him wid a two-foot rule. Neither would accept nateral history an’ adentifle research. "While dar’ am some mitigatin’ sar- oumatancea an’ excuses fur dia quarrel de sentence to dte Cha’r am to de effect dat both offenders shall pay a fine to $3,500 an’ coats.” This being the first time that either to the derelicts had been called to the chalk-mark it was expected that they would be dismissed with a reprimand. The aentenoe, therefore, fell like a heavy weight. Judge Congo rolled hte eyes from north to south for a moment and then fell back in a faint, while Brother Green gasped for breath, made an awfu effort to smile, and leaned over on the wood-box and cried like a weary child until the current to his thoughts was changed by some one dropping a cold sidewalk spike down behind his ooat- eoltar. Sir Isaac Walpole desired to state, be fore passing the bean-box, that he per fectly agreed with the President in his remarks. There was a time when he himself held that the world was exactly 75,284,324 years and 3 months tod and he would have knocked a man down for adding or subtracting two hours to or from these figures. He had got six months’ sickness, • a broken jaw and thirty days in the ootoer for disputing on matters to which be was entirely ignorant but firmly "sot,” and had now cessed the practice. He then went bis round and the folloaring candidates were elected : Hard Times Smith, Sarsaparil la Taylor, Standard Jones, Abraham Scott, Prof. Therefore Black, Trustee Bullock, Caravan Johnson and Old Man Hnnt. A BriAegeom’s Rase. A few years ago a man living within half a dozen miles of Lewiston, Me was about to be married, but the state of bis finances'precluded the purchase of a new suit of clothes for the occasion, so be resorted to a diplomacy, in its way equal to a Binrarok or a Webster. He went to a clothing store and selected an appropriate and well-fitting suit, with out intimating the subject that was ao near his heart. He told the proprietor that he would like to take them homo, and if his family liked them he would keep them and pay for them. The pro prietor agreed to this proposal, made up a nice Imudle sod handed it to the pros pective bridegroom with a smiling face, feeling sure, as he did so, that be had made a sure sale and a large profit. The umn re turned the next morning radiant and bland, saying that hte folks did not like the clothes, and thought hshad brt- -ter uoA keep them, but if the truth must be told, the groom uus the best-dr—cd st the wadding/ —^ Ho&lajtd, ta the last three centuries, has recovered from the — at least $0, 000 Acres, WEALTH IS YOURS, TQUNQ.1AI. Aem* GeeA Aerie* ea is* OetD Tree «# Wealth aaA llapriaee*. YE1Y OLD BUT YEHY WOOD. Mr. Wi Igaat Whe Waa A young man was recently heard to remark, "If I only had a thousand dto- ars, I’d make it five thousand inside to a year, fie then went on to draw a oompanaon between himself aad another young man about hte own age who had icooma, through the death to hte father, in pomeseton to a large fortune. The comparison, to be sure, waa rather un complimentary to the fortunate young man’s abilities, yet it demonstrated two things, viz.: 7 The lack to a contented spirit, the •weetn— to existence; and the conceit of one who lacks energy and vim to roll up his sieevea and do the vary beat he can with the means provided him by providence. Young man, did you ever atop to consider the value to a dime? You know how much easier it is to part with a dollar given you than with a quarter you have worked hard to get There is no real reason for a young man to complain of his lot in this world. Every wrong, every drawback, so-called, is in nine oases out to ten imaginary, and when not, is the result of carelessness or lack of judgment in taking advantage to circumstances. , It would be well for every young man to understand first that he has got to work for all he gets in this world. Without work he cannot succeed while with it he stands an equal chance with the best to gain wealth and influence, which combined with health is all that man can wish for in this world. It is not wrong to wish tor riches, but you con rest assured that you will never realize that wish unless you work hard and practice economy. You will never realise it on a salary to ten doUaca a week while your expenses are fifteen or twenty. You must learn to keep what you have and the only way to keep money is to earn it fairly and honestly. Money thus obtained is pretty certain to remain with its possessor. But money Inherited, or that in any way eon— in without a fair and just equivalent, is almost certain to go aa it came. There are, however, exceptions to the latter rule, but it holds good in a general ap plication. The young man who begins by saving • few dunes a montn au4 uuiiuiy in creases his store, every cent a represen tative of honeat work performed, stands a far better chance to spend his old age in affluence than he who, in haste to become rich, obtains money by dashing speculation or the devious means which abound in foggy Regions which lie be tween fair dealing and fraud. Every young man oil A salary can save some thing. It may not be much, but every little helps, it is Kke the falling to the snow flakes. Each flakate small in and to itself and as they fall have no weight, hat taken as a whole after an hours storm they become weighty and power ful It is not the one flake, but the combination to and the unity to many that accomplishes the result. Bo it is in saving. It is not tbs single dims or dollar that makes the wealth, but the continual adding to them into a grand unite that makes the fortune. Young man, don’t waste yeuz time in wishing for wealth, bnt do the best yon can to accumulate it Then will yon en joy it The very best thing for you to do is to do the very best you know how. It is a hard rule to follow, may be, but it is • safe (me in all things. Follow it and yon will not only enjoy life aa you go through the world, but your desire will be realised and the world and espec ially yourself will be the better for It— Peck't Sun. A Philadelphia book agent impor tuned James Wateoa, • risk and dose New York man, living out at Elisabeth, ontil ha bought a book, th« "Early Christian Martyr* ” Mr. Wateon didn’t want the book, but he bought it to get rid to tbs agent; then taking it under his arm he atarted for the train, which takes him*> hte New York office. Mr. Watson hadn’t been gone long before Mrs. Watson cams home from a neighbor’s. The book agent saw her, and went in and persuaded the wife to buy another copy of the.same book. She waa ignorant to the fart that her husband had bought the mine book in the morning. When Mr. Watson eame back from New York at night Mrs. Watson showed him the book. "I don’t want to sea it/’ ssid Wat son, frowning terribly. "Why, husband ?” asked his wife. "Because that rascally book agent ■old ms the same book this morning. Now we’ve got two copies to the sam^ book—two copies of the ’Early Chris tian Martyrs’ and—” "But, husband, we can—” "No we can’t, either I” interrupted Hr. Wateoa •'This man te off on the train before this. Confound it! I could kill the fellow. I-” "Why, there he goes to the depot THE HUMOROUS PAPERS WMAT W* MNR IN TRBM *R AMILR •▼ML I " „ now,” said Mrs. Watson, pointing out to the windows! the retreating form to tbs book agent making for the train. "But it’s too late to catch him, and I’m not dressed. "I’ve taken off my boots, and—” Just then Mr. Stevens, a neighbor to Mr. Watson, drove by, when Mr. Wat son pounded on the window-pane in a frantic mpnner, almost frightening the bone. ., ' "Here, Stevens I” he shouted, "you are hitched up I Won’t you run your hone down to the train and hold that book agent till I come ? Bun ! Catch BoraiAenl How ill draodPol dissoialHS How Ha direful tootiags Flood of most aasMmly seead In lb* ear. of oweot Asrara, Ao tiw riom vttb a bound. Driven by a aiebtaure’. On the wreck At the boyawLfwakf the horror, that so dole fully or. boru. In th. ehaabere of the bora, In the dark ^ddimtimvmaof tboborat Hear the boottag of Dm bora. Wretched bora I How He honh, dtioordant aote awahao — bate and worn! How its dreary ■ Turns the softest Wore, than aaypsrrrt’s 1 Wore# than any Chteoao gong, Drawing coraee from Drawing prayers fr As they lietea, efl samssd, — Nearly eraseA Ruthleeely and roughly from their •lumber. 1 By the toot—of the bora, Horn, born, horn— Horn, By the hooting end thet ootlng of the born! Hear the eereeehlag of the I Endleae bora! How e happy^hoMoy era Every ear at ^ ne all forlorn ’ /net a chanoe to de 1 And to stop Its < Evermore t How the doings of I 1- Young.ter. hourly drive we frantte, Bending ua to seek relief la fstee of grape or corn * From the eoreeahteg of tbs bora Horn, horn, horn— Ftam the eudlem .inisrisg of the bora 1 AN AOOOMTUHBD ; "Ah, old fellow,” said aa Austin 1 ’im now I" "All right,” said Mr. Stevens, whip ping np hte hone sod tearing down the road. Mr. Stevens neobed the train jurt ae the conductor shouted “all aboerd I" 1" he yelled, ae the book agent stopped on t*tho train. "Book agent t hold on! Ml Wateost wants to see you.” "Wateon? Watson wants to sea le?” repeated the seemingly puzzled book agent. "Oh, I know trite! he wants; he wente to buy one to tty books; but I can’t miss the train to sell it to him.” "If that te all he wanfta,! can pay for it and take it beck to him. How much isitr "Two d tolars for the 1 Early Ohrktian Martyr*,’ ” said fie book agset, as tee reached for the money and peMted the book out through the eer window. » Just then Mr. Wateoa arrived, puffing and blowing, in hte shirt eleevea. As he taw the train pall out he was too full far iterance. "Well, I got it for you,” said Stevens; "jnet got it and that’s all* "Got what?" yelled Wateoa "Why, I got the book—’Early Chris tian Martyrs,’ and—” "By—the greet—guns P moaned Watson, as he placed hte hand to hte brow and swooned right in the middle of the street Comets aad Sunsets. Dr. Lewis Swift, to Rochester, N. Y., in an interview, stated that he had a specially fine opportunity to observe Pon’a comet to 1812 throagh the largest telescope to the Warner Observatory a few days ago. He found that it had two tails; the larger one seven, sad the smaller one three degrees in length. When seen in 1812, there was only one tail, and that not prominent It te growing brighter as it nears the son, and can be readily seen by tile naked eye in the early evening. "Dp yon think it has any influence on the red sunsets and sunrises ?” ' "Not the least they are occasioned by very different causes.” "What te your theory concerning them?” "Thdy are the result to certain ex traneous matter in the atmosphere that refracts the rad rays to the sun.” “And this matter is not oometary T "No; for I have distinctly assn stars throagh the tail to a odnset 160,000 miles thick, and they showed no trace to red ness. Hanes oometary matter doss not refract redness. It te impossible to say what this mysterious nutter te; but it osrtaialy te sxtra-tsrrsstrial, and has ap parently soma to main.** "May it not be the result to the gnat earthquakes and volcanoes, as certain •toeuttets have suggested?” “Yss,” said young Mr. Tawmua, ’*1 shall leave town. I think Ml Seaw- eham te going to eat me oc and if I leave town 1*11 make it thet she only took np with him I had gooa. I know how to taka to my reputation,”--ffiortmi Foot. "so you see married at lest, to eoogntulate vou, for I ‘ m excellent and soooraptt "I bare, indead ” waa tha reply; te so accomplished Whyftte, A perfectly at house la litsratun in muaie; at hdina in art; at acieooe—in abort, at horaa i whatr "Except at home.”- "I would not believe oath,” said a witness, sieitsffiy, "Do you know him wsttf* was "No; I never spoke to him.” "Do you know that ha sum oath?” "Wall, no." "Then why do you betters that testimony is nnrsltehk?” hate ta to Up ta Bowery. The Bowery, in New York city, te a street, and nothing more, bnt what a street t Shops, saloons, restaurants, concert halls, theatres, museums, pawn brokers, pistol galleries, dives and dent, all to cheapest shoddy, like the toothing displayed far sale by tha Hebrew dealers there; galvanised, like the flashy jewelry seen in the windows and on the people. It te the Broadway to the rough toe- meets to the city; the Oh amps Elysese to the poor and criminal classes; the Boulevard dea Common place for ta "low down” to all nations. An hour's walk will carry one through it, and the faeesand costumes met will represent every dime and country—landsman and seaman, hoodlum and Chinaman, Indian, African, Turk and Norseman, bunko- man, roustabout and tramp. They all fall into the miscellaneous and eongloaa- crate society, ta temisnsy to which fa aver downward. la early times it waa salted Bowsry lane, bnt the dingy lamp posts now bear the single word by whioh it te known and spoken in every tongue —"Bowery.” It te sleepiest whan the light to day te brightest, aad rises to a wilder wakefulness as midnight ap proaches. It has ite daily abbs aad flows, sad the tide to sin te highest when the sacred Sabbath is nearest. Than the to earth tesue into dim view under the shadow to night, in this waato-baakrt to ta human family. 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