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THE WEEKLY LEDGER; GAFFNEY, S. C., JANUARY 9, 1896. EARTH BOUND. who will for si rry love, jJystorlfs of the i i i.y war, O’er the secrrt t; ;i In. a rose, Gathorcd from tli • iatai t ray. Hocdkt . I Of the hky: ftlve mo what thu j;ras>e8 my Whispering down tho rummer day. Search who lists the unfathomed dee> Far below the lave hing waves, ’stful what the ng. s keep ftcly hid on oci an eaves. Naught 1 ears What they bear; Tell ms what the bubbles hym», Dancing on the billow’s brim. Turn who longs the dusty scroll, Eecord of a ran; bed age, Seek what 1 red the hiro's ser.1, Nssvwi his aim er dulled Lis rsys. What 1 ; ; ia* Never li a; Give *u* but the faithful chart Of my com rude'a lovi.:;: heart. -tomuel Minium Peck in Loston Traaseriipt. "Well, if this bo so, let n« now np- point it meeting place. ” '•Where?” tolas : t THE CORNET PLAYER. time on the It m euJ “Cen Basilio, play ns a flornet, and v.c will dunce, here under the tries.” "Yes, yes, Don Datilio, play howie- Wng." "Bring him fh« eornet Joaquin !• iracticing with. ” "It is not n very rood me, but you’ll flay fur us, will you not, Don iiusilto?” "No." "You wcu'lf” "No." "But why?" "Because I don't Irnow how.” "He doci ti'l Lnuwhow ! L.d you svtff fee such a hypoei i e?” "Come, come, D. n Busilia Why, we know you’to been Icuder o* a unlitavy kaud”— "*Ynd that eohody could play theeor- eet like yourself”— "Aud that you have a ponsioa from the govennuont’ — "Well, yes, it’s the truth. 1 have born a musician iu my time, and the cornet was the instrument 1 played. But it is elso true that years ago I gave my cor net away to » poor player in need of cue aud since that time have not so much as hummed a tune." " What a pity!” "Oh. bat this utternuen yoi must play for us. ” "liciuember it is my birthday, grand papa-” "And litre is ths cornet at last." "Now let's have a pretty tuuo.” "A waltz!” "No, a polka!" "No, no; a fandango, • fandango— our national dance. ” "Don’t bother me, children. Have 1 not said that I cannot play?” "But why can’t yon?” "Because I’vo forgotten th« way, nnd because, moreover, I have vowed never to learn again. ” "To whom did yoe make this vow, father?” "To myaelf, to a dead friend aud to your poor mother, n y daughter.” All the hr.g!it, childish factii grew sad upon hearing these words. "Oh, if you only knew at what cost 1 learned to play the cornet!” continued the oM man. "The story! The story!" exclaimed the children "Toll us tho story." "Well, yes," said Don Basilio, "it is really a story worth telling. Listen, and you shall judge for yourselves whether I can or cannot play for you today." And seating himself under a tree, sur rounded by the wondering children, ho told them tho story of how ho learned to play tho cornet. Lot us listen to Don Basilio: »••««« It is now 17 years ago that our belov ed Spain was fsh .lan by civil war. Car los and lab 1 disputed tho crown, aud our countiymou, divided iu two fac tious, shed their blood iu fratricidal con flict. 1 had in those days a friend named Ramon Gomez, cavalry Leutenant in the tamo battalion, me of the best hearted fellows 1 have ever known. Wo were educated together; together we left college; together had we passed many happy days, aud together wo wi re ready to dio f«,r libeity. Oh. 1 can truly •ay that ho was more attached to tho liberal cause than any of us, and his loyalty was never questioned. Yet, oven •o, a certain iujusiice committed hy our chief, one of those abuses of authority that wreck tho most honorable career, made the cavalry lieutenant dcse;t the ranks of his fellow soldiers, the friend leave his friend, tho liberal abandon his cause for that of a hated faction, tho subordinate desire to kill his superior ollioer. Neither my warnings nor my entreat ies availed to d ssuado him fioin this rash step. It was a thing decided. lie would change the helmet for the cap, despising as he did tho rebels and their cause. At that time wo found ourselves iu tho principality of , three miles from the enemy. It was tho night iu which Ramon was to desert—a cheer less evening, cold and \vi t, on tho eve of a battle. At midnight Ramon enter ed my leu*. I was asleep. "Basilio," he whispered iu my ear. "Wlio's there?" I asked, waking with ■ start. "It is I. Goodby." "You are going already?" "Yes. Goodby." And ho grasped my band. "Listen," he continued. “If lo- morrow there is a great battle, as is tho rumor, and we come face to face in it"— "I know, I know," I interrupted. "We are friend-- ' "Good. We i hands and fight aft erward. I shall uio tomorrow surely, but not until I have fought my way to the side of tho lieutenant colonel. An for you, Basilio, do not expose yourself. Glory is but a vapor." "And life?" "Well said. Make yourself a com* mundaut Tho pay is not ethereal— Hint is, not till one haHHtiiok<d it itway. "In the hcvmifngo c? ft. Nic! 1 o’cl < k tomorrow r ’ t. lie u ho is not (line by that time; .11 In* ::>. cn up for by the other. Is it .vrioi d?" "Agreed.” "Well, then, goodby.” "Goodby. ’’ Wc embraced affeef‘onatrly and part ed, Ramon disappearing under shelter of tho darkness. *#•*** As wo had expected, the rebels at- taeked ns the following day. Ti.c action was a bloody cue and ba ted frem -‘5 o’clock in the aftoincnu until n ghifalb About 5 o’elcekmy 1 attain n was rough ly set upon by a par yef Alavescs led by Ramon. He then wore the uniform and decorations of a commandant and i n his head was the white cap of the Car-lists. I ordered my company to fire upon Ra mon’s forces. Ho retaliated, aud soon our battalions were engaged in a hand to baud struggle. We were victorious, and Ramon was forced to retreat with the scattered remnants of his band, not, however, before he had slain with his own hand our lieutenant colonel, who opposed a desperate but vain rei istanc* to the fury of his antagonist. Toward sunset the fortunes of war turned against us and p; i t of my unfor tunate company was, with myself, cut off from the main body and forced to surrender. I was taken ptisoncr to the little village of . v. k ch the Carlin thi n occupied, and as the war was with out quarter on their side I expecUd to be immediately put to death. While confined, disheartened tnd weary, iu the vilh go jail I hi aril th« hour of 1 ring out, the time for my meeting with Ramon. I asked for my friend and was told, "ilc is a hero— killed a lieutenant eoli m 1 with his own hand—hut ho must undoubii dly h;;v<! per shed iu tho la i hours of i .• battle.’’ "Why do you think so?” I asked. " Because he has not yet come back to camp and those ho commanded can give no account of him.” Oh, what I sulTeied flint uiplit! But one hope remained to comfort me—that Ramon was st ill awaiting mo at too her mitage aud for this lea 'ii had not re turned. "How tr ubled he will he when he finds 1 do not come!” I said to my self. "He w ill la iievc me dead, and, indied, am I very far fn :n bc.ng so? Sly last hour cannot now be far dis tant.’’ At daybreak n c-lr.p'uin entered the prison. My companions iu misery were t h : ping. "D .itir?" I exclaimed upon eeeiug tho priest. “Yes,” lie ronlied softly. "Now?” 1 asked. "No; within tlnre hours.” A few miuutm l.-.tor my fellow pris oners had aw. i.rii d. h'obs, cries and blasphemies filh I tho pri • n. Everyman about to die r urlly has one idea that is ever prennt in his thoughts and to which heelings. Sait was with ms, and weakne:s, fever, <r mmlnc. a, I know not which, filled my mind with thoughts of my fiiend—of Ramon l.ving, of Ramon dead, of Ra mon waiting forme in the hermitage, of Rana n waiting for me in heaven— and rn powerfully had tlu. e ideas taken posse ion of my mind that I thought of nothing else (luring tl • .-e hcurtVbf. gony. Tin y took off my captain’s uniform and v. raj p. d mo in an old soidier’a cloak, plac.rg upon my head the Carli-st cap. Thus 1 marched to my death with my 1!) com.]: :.ii ns in minty. One only battle, I vretit on fighting desperately until the close of tho action. Then, as the moon ro e, I tlioi n of you and of our appn nl cut, and dircc cd my steps 1 i the old h inita-T. with the intention of awui ing y-m ti. ;e. It was about 10 o’clock when I arrived; fo, as tho hour •greed upon was 1, I lay down to sleep. At the stroke of 1, I awoke with a start to find myself alone. Two, three, four, the 1.ours rang cut. and .-.till y u did not come. Without doubt, I said to my self, ho is dead, and with a heavy heart I set out at daybreak for the rebel camp. All had given mo up for lost, so 1 was received wiih joy aud tho general showered d s im tion upon me. "Afterward I k-irnrd that sonio pris oners were to be executed that morning. A presentiment filled my mind. ‘Can Basilio bo among them?’ I thought. I ran toward the place of execution. The soldiers of the firing squad had already taken their position. 1 heard tho report cf the rifles as they rang out iu volleys on the still morning air. At length I reached the scene amt threw my eyes rapidly •long tho lino of victims, but can sco nothing. Anguish blinds me; fear unnerves um At length I distin guish you hut twt places removed from that of death! What is to be done? I go m; d, give a shout, break through tho line of soldiers, and rush to your side, aud, flingii’ X my aims around you, exclaim hoar, i iy: " ‘Yhis one, no! This ens, no, my general!’ "T he general who was In charge of tho ext cut ion aud who knew me so fa- vi rah.y by n y 1 . Lavior in the previous day’s 1 attle asked curii m ly: " ‘Why? Js he a miaffeiau?’ "That woid was for mo what it would bo for a man burn blind to sud denly sco the i-un in all its splendor. The light tf luqc fell cu my eyes aud dazzled them. " ‘Musician!’ I cried. ‘Yes, yes, my general. A music an. a great musician!’ " ‘What instrument dee* ho play?’ inquired the general. " ‘The—the—cr—that ia—why, of course, the cornet! Ho plays tho cor- net!’ " ‘Are wo in need of a cornet player?’ •aid he, turning to the leader cf tho band. Five seconds, live eternities, be fore the answer came: " ‘Yes, general; i-no is needed.’ " ‘Well, then,’continued the general, ‘remove tlnd man 'from tho ranks and let the executions proceed at once.’ "Then i caught you iu my arms and brought yon here.” Kcaiv.-iy had Rumen eenred speaking when 1 an. e, tn luLiing, and between laughter And tears embraced him, suy- iug: "I owe my life to you.” ‘‘Ik.-illy tint,” rep! 1 Rmnon. "Niiiiit do juu mean?” 1 exdainir 1. "Can you play Iho cornet?” ho asked. THE LOAF OF OREAD CARBOLIC ACID ANTIDOTE. SUPERSTITIONS OF f'' NY LANDS CON NECTED Ti -WITH. Orijjln of the Slgnlnr; i f the Croo.i—VThc.t A Crack Across t ho Loaf —The Oren a Sacred Object—Omens Uclatinx to Birth, Marriage raid Dr-nth. summer, when I days at a farm- Ah, but all “What ni'i not without { morrow Wf ,has now ended fur me. tidy thoughts!” 1 cried, at the heart. "To- irvive the battle. ” hail b:\n paid uc.l, :.;;d this becam e bo was a music:::!. The Carlists at that time spared tin lives < f all musicians on ;:c: ant of time being a great bcarcily of tli. i in tlicii battalii'iis. "Ami were you a mu-ician. Dun Ba- silio? D <i j-ou tavo your, e lf by that?” exclaimed his hearers with one breath. "No, my childien,’’ rc: ]imdi d the votcau. "1 then .knew uothiug of mu sic. ” Well, the execution rquud drew np iu line and we wi re p'.iccd facing it. I was No. 11 iu the row—that is towiy, 1 sh' uld 1 o the i 1 viu’.h t idic. Then I thunglit of my w ile ; ;1 my i-’iild—of you aud your poor uio!her, my (laugh ter ! The firing began. Those awful death volleys madiiei ! I uio. As my (yc.- were baud.iged 1 eis.ild not ice n.y conipun- ions fall one by one. I w ished to count the dischacgi s so:,.-; to bo able to prepare myself for the la t moment, but at the third or fourth volb y I lo. t count. Oh, tho echo of those ih As will revoberatu in my heart and brain forever as they rang out that fatal day! At one moment they wero a thousand leagues away; the next, their thunder sci mod topis! within my very ear. Aud the volley con tinued. "Now!’’ I thought. The sharp report followed, and 1 was still alive. "This will ho it!’’ 1 said, and then I felt myself sei/. -d by the shoulder and dragged out of tho ranks, while voices sounded in my cars. 1 fell unconscious to the ground, the last thought that passed through my mind being that I had boon shot and was dying. Afterward it s -eiii d tome that I was lying stretched on my pri- ai cot. 1 half raised myself and lookid around me, try.ng to pierce the dmknoss wilh my eyes. A shadow more obscure than tiio others appeared to detach itself and bend over me. ll had tho outline of a man. My lips mminmcd mechanically the name of him who had been so much iu my thoughts. "Ramon!" "What is it?” replied tho shadow. I ■hwlducd. "My God!” I ex claimed. "Gan I ho in the other world?” "No,” replied tho saii-.n voice. "Ramon, you still live?” "Yes." "And I"- "Also." "Whore itn I? This is not timber- milage of it. Nil lb his aud I still u pt'i in i , or I is it all Lee u u dioam?” ‘‘N-‘, B : iho, you lave not been dre in ng. Listen : “A you know, yc«tci tay 1 killed the lieuli iiaut colonel i.i fan tight After ward, mad with the excitement of the "Then you do not owe mo your life; rather it is that 1 have compromised my own safety without secumig yours. ” I fc It my heart grow cold within me. "And music, ho continued, "do you know anyth ng of that?” "Very linio. You will remember what they taught us in college.’’ "Little, iiiuccd, or, bi tter said, noth ing ” replied Ramon. "You wall die, without the slight. , t doubt, and I also 1 as a traitor. .It:, t think of ii! In looays the band to which you belong is to be orgnin/td. ” "Fifn cn days!” "NT iihcr moro u<r less. And ns yon will not be able to take your pl.ico in it (for G: d will not work a miraele) we shall both bo shot.” "To pul you to death!” I cried. "You, ft.r my sake; for me, whom you have ii; kedyour Lie to save! Ah, heav en will not permit it. Wuhiu 15 days I shall h arii to play the cornet!” Ramon burst into a laugh. Wind mure shall I say, my children? In 15 days—oh, power of the human i will—in 15 days, with their 15 nights— fur I slept no more than nuturo corn- pcliul in half a month—iu 15 days I had L arnod to play tim cornet. Ythat (li-.y.- those were! Ramon and I left camp early each inuining and passed hour: w.th a musician who came from a ui glihornig village to teach mo. 1. cape! Icaiin .d this thought in your iyes. Ah, nothing more impossi ble. 1 was a prisoner. They never re laxed their vigilance, and Raiuou did nut v, i. h to escape without mo. It seems to me now us if in all that time I could ne.ther cat nor ah epnor think of might save my cornet. I was l insane, and mu-nc was my monomania. I was nsolv 'd to learn, and 1 did. And if I had been dumb I should have spoken; and paralytic, I should have walked; and blind, should have seen— because I willed it. Oh, the will answers for nil. Resolu tion is power. Children, icaru this great truth—to will is to achieve. I saved thud my Lie and that of my frit..il. Bet 1 went mad, and my mad- ne. was the art Iliad learned. It might bo sa 11 that in three years tho cornet never 1 ft my hand. Do re mi-fa-sol-la- si—behold my world during that time. But Ramon did not abandon me. To gether wo emigrated to France, and there I continued my playing. Tho cor net was my. c if—it seemed to ring in my month. The people, the notabilities in the art, all gathered to hear me. It was a wonder, a marvel. The cornet i;< mod toyield to my lingers; it became elastic; it moaned; it wept; it cried aloud; it imitated the birds, the wild bin -Is, tho human sob— Thus passed two years more. At tho end i f tlial time Ramon died. Gazing upon iny friend's dead body, I recovered my reason, and when, then in my right mind, I one day took up tho cornet aud ti I to play, 1 found to my astonishment that the power had Itlf me. Will you now ask me to play a tune for your dance?—From the bpanisli iu Chic.igo 1 iibune. Ati I xonlli-Iit Vi'tft-table. Young bamboo stick - n uko an excel lent vc,‘ela.on, parliinlarly with tho sa a n gcoi i.o ,y given wiih asparagus.— | Washington Fust. Ef- Ono moruiug last was spending a few house in cas'nru Ohio, the good house wife showed that she was troubled. Naturally I inquired the cause. "Oh,” Bho said, "I’m aliaid something dread ful will happen. This morning 1 put a batch of bread into the oven, and all the loaves except one cracked across the top.” “What if they did?” I replied iu tones of curiosity. “Don’t you know,” she said, with an air of surprise, ‘‘that when bread cracks across the top it means misfortune to some one in the family? I would not have had it happen for the world. ” As I left a few days after this mishap to tho bread I never learned whether tho sign was a true omen or not. However, the housewife had contributed to my stock of information aud had given me an item of folklore that led to further investigation. One ot my German friends tolls me that in many pints of Ins native country tho housewife still believes that cracks on the top of the loaf of bread indicate the death of some one in the household, or perhaps misfortune to a dear friend, while cracks on the lower side of tho bread are taken to indicate a birth. As many of us know, our bakers mark the sign of a cross upon the dough be fore placing it in tho oven. Tho reason for making this sign becomes plain when we know the origin of the custom. Almost all our superstitious about bread date Lack to old pagan days, though they have been greatly modified so as to conform to Christian beliefs. With tho ancient Romans tho bak ng of bread and cakes was often invested with a re ligious significance, especially the cakes offered to the gods and goddesses. These cakes were prepared in a particular way, and aftiu being maikcd with the symbol of the deity in whose honor they were ofi'ered they were supposed to possess supernalural viri ucs. Tho old domestic practice was modi fied when Chrisnauity became trium phant, and m place of a pagan symbol the early Christian housewife not only used to make the sign ot the cro^-s when the began to knead the dough, hut she maikcd that sign upon her loaf before placing it iu the oven. Why? Limply because the sign of the cru s iu tho rec ognized Christian protecting mark ug--.in.--t the attacks of evil spirits, w itches and the like. Hence bread mark .1 with the cvo.-n is supposed to bo witchproof, will bake all right, not crack across the top, eic. Just as tho Jews have pnssover cakes and other peoples have had specially prepared food for their religious festi vals, so tho Christians have cakes for certain seasons. Our hot cross buns on Good Friday are simply modern repre sentatives of tho cakes used at some old pagan festival. In days gone by tho cakes and buns baked at Easter were supposed to possess great virtues. Thus it is an old belief that the observance of eating cross buns on Good Friday in sures, so to speak, the house from fire for the coining year. In truth, to study the superstitions about bread is to take a wide lesson in folklore. These superstitions relate to tin kneading trough, the oven, bakers imd bread. For instance, in many parts of France the urche, or kneading trough, is more than a rude kitchen utensil. It is often a pretty bit of furniture. M. yd Allot, who lias collected many of the superstitions of the French folk relative to bread, quotes the story of a thief w ho enti ml the window of a house with in tent to commit burglary, but refused to st( p on the trough siill containing the dough, believing that to do so would bo an impiety. A writer in one of tho recent num bers of an English magazine says that in Got tlaud the cross is still signed be fore the oven fire is lighted or the dough kneaded. This practice is very common in tho country districts all over Europe. Iu Brittany tho housewife makes the sign of the cross with the right hand while she places the left hand in tho trough. After tho dough is kneaded, tho lid of tho trough is shut, and so is the door, for if the cat should enter the room tho bread would not rise. Certain charms or invocations aro used to cause the bread to multiply itself. Thus tho peasant housewife adjures tho dough to imitate the leaven, the wheat the miller and to rise, yho would be very angry if any one should sing or whistle m tho room while she is making the loaf. In some parts of Europe the bake oven is almost a sacred object. In certain places of Brittany, for example, it is dedicated with ceremonies. The wood is sprinkled with blessed water. The prop cr licat is attested by tho melting of a bottle, and finally an egg is broken for lin k. Besides there are certa n nays on wh eh bread must not be baked, as on Huiy Friday or during tho night o. AT ya.nts, when tho ghosts would bo sure to i t it. Tho loaf of bread itself is connect! d with a whole crowd of superstitious. A long time resident in Franco iutormsme that the custom of marking tho bread with the sign of t lie cross before cutting it is very general. Sometimes the fir.M mouthful of broad is used to make tins sign. According to an old Fnglish su perstition, if a loaf accidentally parts m the hand while an unmarried lady ■ en’ting it this may bo taken to ind an Vida r that she will not be married dui ing the next lb’ months, or, what i.* worse, that iliero will ho di.v-oiiHions of some Lind in tho family. Home folk- have a fear of turning a loaf upsi i. down after cutting it. Of course it i everywhere regarded ns had luck for i piece of bread to fail on tho buttered side.—New York Fo»t. Discovery Ttiat A’- Vc I ’■ lect ci t.iH I’ . On May 4, lb9i). a!) 1 : o’< ' k p. in., M s. X , while o. , led wiih her liu hand, ru-' i 1 • . .aud swallowed an ounce of 1 ' holio acid with suicidal intent. .. X Il l- lowed Li ; wife in less than 15 minutes, to find her lying (,:i tho fl . r iu :s (io p sleep, from which ho could not rou e her. Ho noticed au empty Loti lo on the bureau labeled c rliolie acid aud recog nized its odor tlnougli the room. Medical aid was immediately sum moned, when two physicians promptly responded, made a hunied examination of the condition aud surroundings of the patient, who was in a profound stu por, with pupils contrac ed to pin points, injected atropine to antagonize the poison supposed to have been taken aud then used tho stomach pump. Demulcents—such as olive oil, glyc erin, etc. — and limewater aud sul phuric acid were also administered with the stomach pump about this time, and au effort was made to waken the pa tient with the funulic current, but without result. Mrs. X. was now allow ed to remain undisturbed until 9:‘J0 p. m., when an attempt to restore her to consciousness succeeded. On first awak ening she was dazed, rambled and was unable lo realize her posit.on for a few minutes, but soon rallied and answered questions readily. When a.- Led what she had used, w nhoui he: . atiou she replied carbolic ra id aud wh.sky, and that she experienced but li.rlcpuiuor burning sensation and declared she slept sound ly, having pleasant dreams. Willi the exception of slight nausea aud depression of spirits for a few days she suffered little or no more inconven ience and made a rapid and satisfac tory convalescence, and has enjoyed ro bust health ever since. The slight corn.: ivo action and free dom from pain experienced on the pres ent occasion proved the value of her ex periments and suggests a new aud elu- cient plan of treatment iu carbolic acid poisoning. A mixture ll equal parts of carbolic acid and alcohol may be pour ed over the back of the hand, leaving scarcely a trace of corrosive action if promptly washed off with alcohol. The white stain caused by the liquid embol ic acid can be removed by the immedi ate aud continued application of alco hol. In tho case of a young man who cumo to my office suffering from intense itching caused by a spaier Lite I applied liquid carbolic acid, which stained tho skin white. This application was left on the affected part until it caused se vere pain, when it was thoroughly rc- ' .if r g a st.. .Jicahh. With pure, <j t>l ti, t.je Stomach ai.d di- ,w.) f fil be vigorouH, anu there i- in and Scrofula and .isappear. With pure K '•> i Jii oo vigorous, aim w 4 be no <iy * \ sia. RheumatLi Nwir ilgia will IA <i,known. Scrofu n w illW isappear. With i Your nerves will be strong, and your sleep sound, sweet and refreshing. Hood’s S.u.idoariJia makes pure blood. That is why ic cures so many diseases. That is why o many thousands take it to cure disease, retain good health and prevent sickness and suffering. Remember Sarsaparilla Is the One True Blood Purifier. St; six for $5. li ,« r»’ii , cure l iver Ills; easy to 1100 J S ii I iS take, easy to operate. 25c. 'LL R! tra Jl\\ W ; ard U t/J > o m z c RIP'A'N'S The modern Stand- Family Medi cine : Cures the common every-day ilk of humanity. TRADE MARK moved with al. olio!, follow ed by tho ap- plicatiuu of a pud of absorbent cotton saturated with alcohol. By this means the stain was removed aud pmu relieved until heat was felt iu tho pad, when both stain and pain dis» uppemed. Tho heated pad was now dis carded and replaced by one of a similar kind, freshly prepared, when 'stain and pain van iked a second time, to return with heat in the pud. This pliouomonou continued as long as heat developed in the pad and ceased when it was no lou- gi r evolved. Tho only result besides re lieving the itching was an intenso red- ue.-s of the skin over the affected area, which disappeared iu a few days, at tended by de. quamation of the cuticle. This ease also affords a striking illus tration cf tho resemblance in the symp toms piodneed to carbolic acid aud opi um poisoning. Tho diagnostic feature in the present ease was the quiet aud regular breathing. Alcohol, apart from its power as au antidote, is required as a stimulant in the majority of cases of carbolic acid poisoning, to combat the intense depres sion usually experienced, and it would therefore appear as if alcohol were a true ant idol;' in carbolic acid poisoning. —•Medical Record. All worK guar- mteed and com- jetition met. We equal any in the world. Our patrons recommend us. THE LEPCER. Sitnra Rmimy. 2 P1EDM0.VI AIR LING. Cnndcnsuil !c lie Cute of Pasr.cnger Trains. Since A. I). 1819. Born in LSI!), her majesty has, of course, pa. .Ci tho period allowed by tho psalm. A as tho average for earthly cn- joynu nts and sorrows. The world into which she was born was troublous; mi liu.lies of Waterloo were still fresh; Napoleon Bon.^ .ale wi.h still alive, and a prisoner; capital punishment was awarded for almost any offense; tho wager of battle was si ill uurepealed; riots prevailed all over tho country; Lord E.iward Fitzgeiald was under at tainder; fcir Charles Yvulseley was in dict, d iu Chester; d liu Cam Ilohhouse was committed to New gate by speaker's warrant for a pamphlet disparaging tho house of commons; tho Lari of Fitz- wii am was dismn eo from the lord lii i nancy of the West Riding; buok- eolhrs were imprisoned for soiling Fame’s‘‘Ago of Reason;” tho country was i ngiugw ith the news of the Peter- lou ma. ; acre, when tho yeomanry tired upi n tho mob, and Henry Hunt, tho cha.iman of the meeting, coming up to L ndou for his trial, received au ova tion. Bucli was the stormy political world intowlicli the royal infant came. It is edifying, though purposele.s, to com pare it with that of today. 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In a case not 1,000 miles from Fort Worth, alter a killer was acquitted, the wife of the victim brought a suit against him aud was promptly awarded a considerable sum by way of damages. Tho verdict was upheld by the supn mo court. The criminal law said the slayer was innocent. The civil law said ho was guilty. If the latter was wrong, ho was robbed of his sustenance by the Jaw, with tho connivance of the supreme court.—Fort Worth (Tex.) Gi.zeuo. Au Iiisrrt’x Anchor. Tho synapta, a water in cot, is pro vided with an anehot theixrct shape of the anchor used by si. | By ne .ms of this pern] .r device the m- ii la Is itself firmly in any desnei spot.--Fin 1- i udelphia Ledger. Lv. Dauviili).. ( l.arl.a.e ... 44 (iaini.A.i. 44 lv .g’sMt... 44 l)i..<ia»l)liri*.. 44 Ciaa’iie/s. 44 spurLtuiH. ;; 44 (... ea.i.lc., 44 ( L*.l (Nil h. Hoc.... 44 \. oiiiuiim r 44 'locco* 44 Au. Airy. 44 (oriiu.ui 44 l.uM 44 a iliU . . * 4 ni.io.a 44 Nni. nag. ... Ar. 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