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: »' 1 w ? < THE LEDGER: GAFFNEY, S. C., DECEMBER 3, 1890. 3 THE OLD SPRING. itn tho r;-go of Rooky Crook Mind" of Cundry Thing?. " in > TnI.'MfT n "T - ri ' linn uijj Doat” of I'atlici i* ( n: :MMrniont "—Tho Oltl- Tlmo :• u oi’t lu arl —ri'll Out uu-.l “l it lit a Dream.” Do you kn< . nunotiines I think thnt I would lovt lo In u hoy one-st more— jef t to spit on the old shite ami spile out and start over and he a tJior- o u f? h b r e d American boy —free from cross and care and innocent of ambi t i o n ’ s vault in lust, the greed for pain and gold and place and power— know in nothin of the tumult and the strife, the toil and trials and struggles that con,e to all of us with man’s estate. 1 do hell vo 1 would be happy to-night if I eoultl but only turn round and go bank onest icon to walk, w ith boundin step and bare feet and breeches rolled up, the windin path that led us down under the. hill where the old spring bubbled up and the wild flowers lifted their gay and bannered bosoms to the sun. ft Puts Him “in Mind." Every time I return back to the old Panther Creek settlement—to the old home place where I was homed and bred and brir..g up. somehow my w an- derin feet will tote me off down tlvere to the old spring under the hill. A tremendh . big change has come over the pi nival apponrnients of everything around there everything exeeptin the old spring. It is the same thing—then and now henceforw ards and forever. Ami it n j him marveJsome, friends and fellow citizens, hut there is nothin else in tin* i and created world, tlwit puts me in mind of the dim and dis tant and dreamy past like the old spring down under the hill. It put me in mind of one time when me and Joe Nick Stringer had to stand up and take;; large dost of fatherly chas tisement. A gang of us boys had went possum hunba the night Itefore and broke into oi;l man Tom Jernigan’s sugar e:. i : :.!eh. Sugar cane at home — plenty a:: 1 to spare, you understand —hut nothin would do but wc must break in w y long in the dead hours of night and t .ike somethin that didn’t belong to m . Unman nature was hu man thcr—-IP it always use to be and like it is tnl y. : and somehow old man Tom’s nr r cane w as a w hole lot more ecter than any wc could So, consequentially, wc :l broke out with fifteen or 11. . ami then climbed up ■ jim > thereof and toted it. It seems like Handy was on the w !t- ness stand and he w anted the lawyer to explain his questions. But the lawyer he wouldn’t explain any to speak of. "If the court pleases,” he would say, "this is only a little le“nl technicality and the wltr.cr s has nothing to do with it.” Now presently Handy pi\e it in that he had saw Wash and Miss Louisiana down at. the spring late ono evening “lallogaggin and oarryin on scandlous.” "What do you mean by lallagaggin and carry in on?’’ says the lawyer. "Now jedge,” says Handy, “that, is one of them little teekinalilics amongst us country folks and the lawyer ain’t got a dndblnmed thing to do w ith it.” The crowd broke loose right there in the courthouse and laughed all over it self. The judge belt that Handy was right about it, and so fur as l know that little country "teekinnlity” never has been explained. ARP TENDS FLOWERS. FhilODophor Burns Brown Loavos nnd Swecpn tho Walks. softer and find at !e ;.n went In a 1 twenty around t olT. The m o\er to i slipped ( liold a ;>rival gracvH. '. r They “ Fit la a Dream.” One Sunday mornin some two or tim-e weeks ago old man Turner Simp kins and his wife showed over at Bark iztg church—which their names, you understand, are written there—lookin like they nought of rode a thrashin machine through a cyclone. The old man he had one arm in a sling and his face was scarred and scratched from Dan unto Ilabbersham, as it were, whilst one section of his whiskers had come up missin. The old lady she w as black and blue in spots as big ns bed quilts so far ns you could see, and she hail all the general nppearments of a female woman w hich had w hipped her weight in wildcats. To lx* certainly of course everybody wanted to know when and where the war had busted loose and what it was nil about. Tho old lady didn’t do any talkin to speak of with her mouth, but the old man put in to explain the w here fores nnd the wlcnees thereof, which you must remember explanat ions don’t sometimes always explain. "Me and Puss we had t he gone-byest most straight dream the other night you ever heard tell of perhaps,” says ho. "I dreampt that 1 had went to the county fair and got into a scandalous Irod fight with one of the Hankins boys in regards to a horse race, whilst Puss dreampt that she had met up with a felonious big wildcat down about the spring. Fo there we was in our dream— me a fightin Puss for Newt Hankins nnd her a fightin me fora wildcat. And there we had it—up and down and over and under—till presently the dogs they got to barkin loud and furious and we woke up. When finally at last we did git woke nnd come to our senses there was Puss and there was me fightin and ' serntehin like It eats in one meal i barrel. But we had jest simply got mixed up and fell out and fit in a 1 dream.” ■’. y Joe Nick he had come d me i nd him bad f down th re to the spring to onf .bulation. But bless l ex news we got here come the | :t; rnal ancestor of your erva.vt and busbd up had lit nrd the m ws in r cane crop, and he 'Tews from t!io Settlement. Old Mises Pi pperfidd has now fell out with the preacher and took her name off of the church books. "The preacher preaches too many docternal sermonts, Hufus,” says tho oh: lady to me one day last week; “he preaches too everlastin many docternal sermonts.” ut. humble foil the moot in. regards to 1 inaintninit soon found j nd vo>a Our 1 iv.ie iKvl c coats a: d 1 be was , pncvol of it. Tt days 1 efi r where it ) Nick 1“ v.; ooiTinlo.ii.l. lg: i. a.iin w:\sstealin. We tb.v It was till vanity v; : : ♦ tor.i^gify theoatvo. We htid to shod our ■ h'* medicine, which it hot stuff and a whole was t.lu n three or four could tell for certain rt me t! e wrest, and Joe 11 ul led with the same Anyhow, I never g> down to tha* old s| ri 1 gbuti wdiat ?.t jiuts me in mind of the time when me. and Joe Nick Firing: :• ! id to balance accounts on tit I One of our old family niggers—John Sanders, colored person, married num ber, African gender talked to me one way and voted the other in regards to congress-man. He was haugin around the frontdoor hist night trein his level blamedrst to let a plug of my store- bought tobacco take up with him. When I hemmed him up in a corner on Ids vote In* owned the corn. “Course I didn’t raley vote for your man, Marse Bufe, but I knowvd it would come out and count one for him anyhow in the ge ne rn 1 figgemtion,” He got the plug of tobacco. KITES SANDERS. Me«ti» m Frlen l of Yearn Ago—Bartow’s Sago Hear- a Man Compliment His AVlfo Mini KeeallH Cliili!- hood Days. Now that the elections arc all over, let U6 wash our hands and turn over a itw leaf. It is n curious paradox thnt as a general rule a man can’t be elected until he first falls from grace. Poli ties makes a strange mixture of ( nlvin- Ism and Arminianism. But I reckon we will all survive our disappointments, nnd, as Dr. Miller used to say, learn to spell the word acquiesce. lie always pronounced it with the first e long, like it was ncquieece. This seems to be the | young men’s era, nnd I reckon they can run tlu* machine, but I must say that it has been a long time since I have had my choice in anything outside of home. I am doing reasonably well under my own vine nnd tig tr'*e, where I am elect ed all the time. 'Hu* fact is, I never fall from grace inside of my own promises, though sometimes things are not calm and serene even there. 1 worked hard yesterday cleaning up the flower garden and got in quite a sweat of perspiration. The leaves from i our big trees bad blown all over the | Inula nnd the chrysanthemums hod ! fallen down nnd had to he staked up j and tied nnd the old eanna stocks had to be cut down nnd removed. By the : time I bad got everything in good order and the leaves all burned and the walks j raked out I thought it was about time j to receive some praise from somebody, : for I had observed that Mrs. Arp was j sewing by the open window and oeea- j sionally gave me an nxorial glance, j And so I sat down on the iron seat ami S mopped the honest dew from my aged i forehead. Suddenly she drew near the | window nnd remarked: "I wish you could ju. t see Mrs. Craw- i ford’s front yard and flower garden; ; they are as clean ns a parlor. I was j there yesterday at the meeting of the ! aid society and evervt'hing was lovely. Mr. Crawford certainly knows how to keep a place in order.” Well, that disturbed my tranquillity a little and I was about to say maybe you had better get him to come up here and fix this one, but I didn’t. But I wasn’t serene at all. and ventured to remark that Mr. Crawford didn’t do it, for he had to weigh cotton all day, and I reckon it was Mrs. Crawford’s work. I paused for a reply, hut she resumed her needle nnd thread nnd I rat and ruminated. When T came to dinner T continued my broken remarks and said that Mr. Crawford didn’t have four acres of big oak trees to litter up his front yard, and I thought that a carpet of rich brown leaves wasn’t an unsightly thing nohow. Fhe asked me to send down my plate for some chick en. After another pause I remarked that. I had long since found out thnt we couldn’t have every good thing in < ne place. Weeouhln't hnvea lieautiful grove ami a fine flower garden near it. for flowers won’t grow under shade. Those beautiful roses Ihat Mas. Lara- r*ore sent mo have the sunshine all the dor. “Let me help you poached eggs.” sh<' : “But I reckon,” > stretched up another inch and po'ntirg his trembling hand, said: “Bight over there is the spring where I used to fill my old canteen. Yes, I would be glad to stop long enough to walk over thero and take one more drink of that water. We licked them Yankees all around here, but there was too many of 'em - too many. They just come up out of the yearth like locusts in Egypt.” The old man w as familiar with every place we passed, nnd talked fust and eagerly. When he told me he w as from old (iw innett and had a farm on Yaller river, I was drawn closer to him and asked him about the Craigs and Vaughans and the old Moses Liddell place and Shoal creek and Montgont- eiy's mill pond and Fuirvicw church ami the old manual labor school. The old man looked tit me again and again with a bewildered curiosity ami finally ventured to ask what mout my name lie. "Did you know the Alexanders and Stricklands and Nathan Hutchins?” said I. "Oh, yes, I knowed Dr. Alexander nnd all his hoys, nnd all the Stricklands from old Milzadown nnd I knowed the Hutchinses. I come down to Atlanta with Fit/. Hutchins this morning, lie’s our judge, you know, and he’s a good friend of mine. I knowed all the boys. Clarence ain’t fur from me. "What mout your name lx*?’’ said he, "Did you know an old man in Law- renccville named Asa Smith?” said I. "Why, of course I did; everybody knowd him. 1 traded in his store for years and years. He moved away to Floyd county just lx*forc the war. Did you ever live in Law rcnccville?” “Do you remember a little dark-skin, black-eyed girl w ho used to ride horse back up that road. Site was FitzIIutch- in’s sister.” “Why, of course I do. Everybody knew her. She used to go to the old judge’s farm on the river, 12 miles from town and go alone, nnd she went in a hurry and come hack with a Ixtg of apples or peaches hanging to tin* horn of her saddle. She married old Asa Smith’s non, if I don't mistake, I think Fit/, told me that. I was thinking that maybe you were him. but then you are too old a man, I reckon.” "My friend,” said I, “you forget that it has been over 50 years since you saw that little girl; yes. she is my w ife and is not n little girl any more.” "Well, w ell, shore enuf,” said he, with a melancholy tone; “I do forgit—I’m always forgittin’. An you are old Asa’s son. Well, well; 1 used to trade with you and your pa and the Stricklands. Well, well; I am so glad I come across yon.” The whistle blowed and the hell rang and I gave the old man a warm shake of the hand and said: "(lood-by—Cod bless you.”—Bill Arp, in Atlanta Con stitution. SAM JONES’ LETTER. Writcn About Wivos in Gonoral, Hla Own In Particular. MIND READING MADE EASY. one of these I. T handed '[ u< out Mwc-t heart. The ol 1 spi\::g down under the hill — it likew! i* pats me in mind of the first sweetheart I ev; r hud in this vain nnd fie"! a world below —which you rec ollect I have .sways belt Ip i.t that the old-time !,wci 1 li< arts nre the swaotest. And evei u: ■) tl.i. blessed day I can look dm n into ti em buhbliu waters and m ( I lie i w : tin hornet, with pink linin nrd biue trmmiu—and the plain chicken* ! dr . a: <1 the same similar face w hich I -a • a! the old sprlngdown under the lull that day, when I kissed her fort! i,.- ; 11 we, and hand in hand together we p :n I a joint resolution and lowed t * mix clothes for hotter or f»r v 1 , , long as wc luought live. Y *.'ir.;: :d at sago the weddln conic Ip pa; s in pur owe of adjournment, but every Ik I •- the old sprang down under the hill it puts me in mind of heart lenv ; sd honeysuckles, and the most lovlii. t, sv etest girl thnt ever run a t ! r jumped a Jig on the broad bosom ( f ( i d\ .“■roon earth. VERY ATTRACTIVE. A Kittle “ T- rfclnMlWjr.” The old ; Ff. g dow n there under the hill always j u' , me in mind of some thin trcn.or.dius funny which come to pass way b; -k in my young and gallin days, hut in a. nth r scttlemejit. It was way o*.; r th re in the hill country, but at u::y rat tlw . i nndulation which fol- lov. i I w as the old spring on the Hansel- tin«* place. It would seem like Wash Trammel ami M Loui inna Hasscltinc (flat- footed Lou, as us boys were wont tocall her) had h: < a plnyin sweethearts, nnd courtm and carryin on to beat six bits. But all of a suddent like Was! he laid down hi.; mins, as it were, and quit the fight. What next? Well, Miss Lou isiana sin* went to court nnd put in heavy < dm for damages, and took out J nper of e .ii' ailment to make Wash come t > : iv. 'I |m a Wash he didn't do a Id ;" d g hut fight the ease. Bight i< w I n’t nmember all the wbere- J ss. but I recollect Jl! . it' it was yesterday how ’i’U'idy Si: J Min hel! his hand Inn scrap frith the judge and one of the lawyers. To Brtttih Capital Arc tin* Valuable Cold MIdch of IlritlHli (iubma. That British Gubina is not a “worth less swamp,” and that the region be tween the Kssi*quilx> and the Orinoco delta, in particula*-, does not admit of depreciatory description, scents to lx? established by the results of the first crushing of quartz at the. llarima mines recently visited by Sir Augustus Hemming. These results are reported to show a yield of 770 ounces of gold during the first ten days’* crushing. To understand the importance of this Intelligence it should he stated that hitherto the only gold mining carried on in this colony—if we except an ab normal attempt in t Irn'Otg , has been that known as placer mining, where the jxiy dirt has been washed in “battels” or “toms.” The quartz has been left untouched, partly from want of en terprise and capital in erecting the neecseary machinery in quartz-bearing localities. Machinery has, however, of late been erected in the llarima re gion, nnd the first workings, as was predicted would be the ease by those who knew the district, appear to have lieen so successful as to prove the value of the reef. This fact, by itself, has changed the prospects of the country. Entil the machinery was actually at work the. colony was in the dark as to whether the quartz would Ik* remuner ative, and whether, after all, the coun try would have to depend for its ex istence ujxjn agriculture, supplement ed by placer mining— a form of indus try unlikely to attract European cap ital. The prospect, indeed, was not without gloom, for practically the only agricultural pursuit was the cultiva tion of the sugar cam*, an occupation thnt has become so unprofitable, ow ing to the eonipotition of continental and Ixuinty subsidized beet-sugar growers, thnt estates were allowed to go out of cultivation.—London Standard. Did t tin rent !!c ('mild. Mrs. Crinmonl nk- Are you sure yon i enme straight home from the ofllcc Isst night, John? Mr. Crimson beak—Well, ns straight as I could, di ar.—Yonkers Statesman. r y plate, “Mrs. Crawford had things fixed up extra fine kectv.iae the aid so ciety was coming.” "It is going to meet here next week,” my w ife remarked, in a mollifying tone of voice. "Won’t you have a. gla«s of buttermilk? Tt is fresh and good.”* And so I gave it up. and after dinner rite came out nnd was quite profuse in her admiration, for she knows thnt it Dikes lots of encouragement to keep mo at work. I’ll keep on cleaning up until that aid society com *h and goes. I'll watch the leaves as they fall and catch 'em In my hat. I'll sweep and sand paper every walk nnd then Mrs. Craw ford can go home and praise i-;c to Mr. Crawford and put him in pouts. I'm going to put out two more rows of strawberry plants to-day, for she hinted that we hardly had enough. I beard her tell the girl* tknt she was ashamed of that old patohed-up carpet in tho dining-room, for it had Ixv n down for four winl< rs, and she wished she did have a largo rug to put under the table. I'll surprise her with one some of these days when I sell my gold mine. It will sell now, I reckon, since McKinley war. elected, for ihiyv is gold in it. It was the only thing that I had that Sherman’s bummers didn’t pick up nnd carry off. I traveled the other day with an oM soldier from Atlanta to Cartcrsvillc. lie couldn’t find a scat, and looked troubled as ho toted bis old valise up and down the aisle. So I pulled Ids coattail and made him sit by me. He Ifioked thank ful and in reply to my inquiry, said he was going to Calhoun, and from there to his son-in-law's in the country, a couple of miles; said he wanted to see Sally and her children mighty had. “Sally is a powerful good woman,” raid he, "and she Isas a good, industrious husband, and they are gittin* along mighty w ell considerin'. My old w oman died eight years ago, and I’m so lone some at home that I go about and about and stay with our married chil dren. That’s all that an old man can do for poinfort.” This old veteran w as nearing his four scon* and w as still quite alive and lively. He followed old Joe Johnston all the way down from Chicamauga and had never been over th<-ground since. How the old man’s eyes brightened as I pointed out Kenncsavv mountain, though he said ho marched on the other side, toward New Hope church. "Wc. had a hard fl. !*t mcr;here," he said, "nnd we everlastingly nalivutc l ’em, as the 'xryxsaid. Wc* kept old Sher man powerful busy burying of his dead." I pointed out Lost mountain, nnu when wc reacHed the station that they uned to call Big'^bnnty, the old man There In Mach Trickery In ttic Faculty Komi* Men Clulm to I’oxness. One of the most surprising tricks of clairvoyance hax boon explained by a practitioner to this effect: The per former is not only Iriindfolded, but is further covered with a sheet or a ling or a mant le not too thick to admit light enough to read by. Squares of pre pared pasteboard are distributed among the audience and they are re quested to w rite any questions t hat may occur to them. These questions arc then answered by the clairvoyant, greatly to the surprise of his auditory. Incredible as it may seem the means used to succissfully perform this trick arc quite simple and easily commanded, The whole secret lies in the fact that the squares of pasteboard furnished the audience to’write ujxni arc provided w ith transfer paper secured, colored side dow n, on both surfaces. Transfer paper Is thin paper covered on one side with colors that can be transferred to any plain surface, ujxjn which the paper is laid, face downward; with pressure nny mark made by a point upon theun- eolorcd -side of the paper will be printed upon whatever surface is beneath it. It can be Ijought ready prepared, quite cheaply, at many stationers’ and at all supply shops. To make the paste board rests provide yourself with stiff pieces of pasteboard or bookbind er's lioard, somewhere alxjut six inches square. Lay upon each a square of white paper, the same size, a;.d cover this with transfer paper, face down, paste down with a strip of jxiper at the edges; turn the puAtclxKird over and treat the other f ide in the same manner. It is well to pretend to eke out an insufficient supply ; of these with a music lxx>k or two, or n portfolio and an atlas, winch arc all : nearly covered first with white or light ; colored paper and then with any sort of i thin paper thoroughly gone over on the inner side with red chalk or black ! crayon. When the performer is alone in the adjoining room he has only to take off ; the outside paper from the pastclxjnrd i fquares or uncover the Ixioks which have ln*en brought there after being used by bin nudionee, memorize the transferred writing or simply cut it out 1 w ith knife or scissors, slip it Into his ; pocket nnd trad it in the subdued light that penetrates his enveloping drapery. It must be remembered it ht not. at all necessary to rend all the strips, some | may be too illegible to make anything of, though the prepared paper if well made transfers the slightest mark In scribed upon it. You can at any time excuse yourself, saying you are fa tigued, or tlx* ]>ower has exhausted It- :clf, or that there is an antagonistic sphere emanating from some one in the audience that prevents the full exercise of your clairvoyant faculty or r nu- tiiing of the kind and close the seance triumphantly after having read such itripa ns you care to. The trick, ns far as I know, is a brand-new one, easily performed and very effective try it.— I’hiludelphin Inqnirer. ’ .n*y Enough. (n n primary school. Teacher How do 3011 write "child” ’n'tho plural? J A’winn.”--Dcmorwit's Magazine. A Man Who Didn't .Marry for Money—E»- HontluM of u liooit Wits—Don't Wed Intellect Hut Heart True Ilelp-Me<-ts. To eay thnt a woman is a wife, one may or may not mean much bp* that; but when a mau says itiat woman is ui3* wife, lie means everything. A man's w ife is might}* near his evei lasting all. Gul's lx*st. gift to a little 1/oy is a good mother; God’s grandest gift to a grown man is a good u ifc. A good w ife is an helpmeet; a sorry wife is a hinder meet. If a good w ife is a blessing, then n sari3* wife is a curse. The average young man imagines that all he wants is a wife; and he knows as Ibtlc about the qualities prerequisite to a good wife as a hog knows alxmt Latin. He wauls a wife and nothing else, and when he gets her be finds all he has Is a wife and that hi* needs everything else. I took dinner with a young preacher once; it was a charming dinner; he had a charming home because he had n charming wife. When 1 walked away | from his home with him, I said to him: “My 3*oung friend, you have a jewel for a wife.” He said I know that, and ! got her on purpose. He said two of | m3’ oldnr brothers married for mono}”, j they got a good deal of 0101103’, miglit3* little “gal.” When I started | out hunting me a wife, I said to m3*self 1 am not hunting a fortune in money; l am just hunting pure “gal.” I got what I was hunting for. I got no money, but I got. a w ife worth millions tome. A man gets what he hunts for when 1 he goes wife-hunting. There are some | essentials which a woman must have ; if she would make a good w ife. First, I sincerity. A want of sincerity will un- j dermine the character of nny woman, j Sincerity is the basis of all good char acter. A man whose wife has this es- rential has the foundation on which she can build all other noble traits, for with sincerity we have integrity; a woman who will not deceive; a woman who is not a cheat or a fraud in any thing from bangs to shoes. Then t here must be the element of firm ness. A little, fickle, unstable woman has wrecked many men and ruined many homes. I admire a woman who doe ides and takes a stand and no jKiwer can move her. Enflinehingly she stands by her convictions and her sense of right and wrong. She cannot be dragged or persuaded to go to those places or to a 113* place against her sense of right. A good w ife must lx* an industrious woman. From a lazy woman, in the language of the Episcopal prayer book. “Good Lord deliver us.” Indus try can always find work to do and a home will soon tell whether a wife lx* an iadustrious woman or not. A good wife is a woman who does not have to cultivate a love for her homo; It is lx>rn in her; she does not.have to cultivate it; it grows with her growth and strengthens w ith her strength. In nil this world there is no place to her ; like her home. A good wife not onh’ 1 loves home, but loves children. The w ife who looks u]>nn children:ns a nui sance and cradles and baby carriages ! ns useless appendages is either bn.rr<*n 1 by nature or unfit for the nnmc of w ife. Canary birds and poodV* dogs ran never ] take the place of children with a w orthy : wife. She Is a companion to her husband and a queen reigning over her children, j She not only bears r.J! of these oar- | marks of true character, but she has 1 also an intellectual nature; a mind eul- I tilled and clear, not perhaps along the line of "Tin* Delineator” or tho latest plates of some Parisian millinery store, though she dresses neatly and comely. She has read up on the things that will help her to be a good wife and a good mother. She knows mon* nl*out moral philos- oplpv than she does about theosophy. She has studied her Bible more than shr has roamed in the realms of occultism. She has a discerning mind; she knows what will help her children to lx* good nnd she knows what will help them to be bad. She knows where to go with her husband and she knows where her husband ought not to go, nnd he doesn’t ffo. A man is the architect of his own for tune until he marries; then tho wife be comes tho architect nnd he simply the master builder working under t.’.ic plans and specifications of tiie architect. A good w ife becomes wings to her hus band with w hich he mav - fl3’. The other sort of a w ife is a weight nulling him down. Yer3’ few men have ever risen alxnc the altitudes on whieJi their wives walked and Jived. Ver}’ few men have arisen in this world, or any other world, with wives pulling them down. There is no excuse for nny man fail ing in life or business when he has the right sort of a wife at his home. A woman worthy of the name of wifi? ought to kno?v how to choose a husband. She ought not to choose a fool or a ras cal. As fathers anil mothers we fre- quenth’ overestimate our daughters. We never know exactly what our daugh ter's worth is until she stands beside tho man she chooses for her husband at the marriage altar. There we get her own estimate for w hat she herself thinks her price is. Men frequently outmnrr}’ themselves; women seldom. A fellow who had been married three times said the first time he married he married for 11:01103’, the second time he married for beauty and the third time he married for intellect; he said in the three wives he got the world, the flesh and the devil. But I have known some fellows that bent him all hollow; they got them all three in one, and when he got them he didn’t know what to do with them. To marry for wealth is n fatal mistake; it is a death blow to self roq>oet; It means servitude to her unto whom you have miU yourself. To marry for beauty, nobody bu‘ a fool or dude will do thftt, nnd I believe the fool nrd tl.e dude are all the same animal. 1 he w recks along the eoost of that river are enough to startle the angels. A in n w ho has an exquisitely beautiful wife lu.’qv likely have more trouble Vuui he can bear. Beginning with Cleopatra in Ivstory, wc may come, down the line nnd we will find it. is n tremendou: ly danger01m tiling to lx? reall3* an cquisitely beauti ful woman,and worse tol e the husband of one. Beauty is vain. To marry only for intellect, or t he man who reeks only the mind of an ally inteJIeetual woman, mav get a good deal of devil mixed up with her. A woman who is a!! 1 rains is 1111 abnormal animal. Her heart ought to he bipger than her head. Err heart ought to be superior to that of her hus band: tin* husband's head ought to lx? superior to hors. He who gets a good wife starts out w ith a big capital on hand. She will bring to h's bfe nnd home a thoura.KV bless ■ng**, a thousand charms: she will keep nut of his life and home a thousand things that blight aixl hurt and ruin. It is a thousand rimes more the dutv of a good wife to look nftetr her husband's e,hnrn<ctcr and the hours he keeps and the pine’s he goes than it is to patch his clothes or dam Ids socks. She can hire them done for him. jierluaps cheaper than she can do it her self. A man who has a good w ife ought and must confide in her. She ought to be posted about all his matters. He ought to take her advice. A goad womp.iii’s in tuition is almost as unerring ns ths judgments of Gcd. I am suro the mis takes of nn* life have boon many, and I am also sure that the biggest m'stakes I ha ve ever made have been about those things when m3’ wife could sa3 - : "I told 3*011 so.” I nevoir saw a good w Ife w ho wns not a. good mother. I never saw a-good mother who wasn't a good wife. The qualities nre either blended or else they are all the same that make both characters. The men in history whose lives have been brought to the front, the great doc tors, the great lawyers, the great preachers, the millionaires, very few of them liave ever been mismnted in mar riage. A sensible woman soon learns to lx*, a balance for 3’ou on one side nnd a pro pelling fi ree on theother. She known what phases of her husband’s life need the brakes and which phases need tapping up. She knows that her own happiness and peace hero de per den tho well being nnd success of her husband. She is happ\’ onl3’ as he is good and true and successful. Bealizing thnt, she is a help meet, she w’ill not be a hinder meet. Young man, get you a good wife and 3*cur fortune's made; get the other sort nnd 3*011 had bet ter take to the woods. SAM P. JONES. AN OLIVE LEAF’S MISSION. It* Rejection Followed by Croat Event* In European llifUory. While Bismarck was Prussian envoy nr Paris he made a short Pyrenean tour, and at Avignon made tin* acquaintance of a 3*our.g couple named Liming who ?\ere spending their honeymoon in that romantic spot. One ihqv the three set out together for a drive, l.ut they’ had scarcely seated themselves in the carriage when a telegram was hand ed Bismarck. It was n message from King William, summoning him to ro- turn to Berlin and assume the post cf nil’iiistiur president. The Prussian chrmlx-r had rejected the estimates for a reformed arm}’, which was the first condition of other reforms, and the king was in despair. Bismarck made no secret of the con tents of the telegram, and frankl}* ex pressed a hope that he ought succeed In reconciling* the government and tho chamber. But he would not interrupt tho drive, and thoy went on along the bank of the Rhone until, reaching tho vineyards and olive groves, the}* got out of the carriage for a little stroll. Sud- denl}* Mnu*. Lulling stopped, and break ing a double twig from a young oli?*e tree, offered it to Bismarck. "May this help you to make up with 3*our opponents!” s!io said. “1 will accept lialf of it,” he answered, gallantly, returning her a part of the twig. “Mav the oilier half, with this rose, bring 3011, dear madam, constant peace in your happy marriage!” Four da}*s later he was in Berlin, and tlioro hi* found the king with hte abdica tion s'gned nnd ready, lie refused in those circumstances to take office, and when tlx? king asked him if he were prepared to govern against a majority of the chamber, hi* answered : “Yes,” without the slightest hesitation. The abdication was torn up, and Bismarck accepted office. It was during this struggle that the king said: “I can six* far enough from the palace window* to behold } our head fall on the scaffold, and after yours, mine.” “Well," said Bismarck, "for myself I cannot imagine) a nobler death than that or on the bottle Held. Surel}*, your nojesty as cnptadn of a con*pan}’ can not think of (ieseirthig it under fire!” "Never!” was the reply, and the king sprang up, read}* for action. But the olive loaf had not yet ful filled Its dramat ic mission. At his flint speech before the budget committee Bismarck urged military reform, but only to be met !>}’ the objection that It would lx? much better for the gov ernment to depend upon moral con quests by the. aid of a lilicral policy. He took out his poeketbook and pro duced from it a little witheml twig. “I brought this olive leaf with me fioiu Avignon,” said he, "in onler to offer it to the radicals ns a symbol of pence; but I see I am too soon with It.” This assurance was met with a smile, and lie roused himself to a sterner speech. “German}’,” said he, "dix*s not li*ok to liberalism, but to the power of Prussia; and Prussia must pull herself together so as not to miss the favor able moment. Not by speech if}’ingood resolutions can tlx? great questJona of the time be decided, but by blood and iron.” 1 And blood and iron decided them.—■ Youth's Companion. ',*XSM I .j I