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TI-WEEKLY EDITION. W INNSBORO, S. C., AUG UST 28, 1879. VOL. III.-NO. 90. BY THE 88A. My blue-eyed pet with golden hair Is sitting on my knee, And gazes eagerly afar, Across the beach, beyond the bar, Where rolls the restless sea. She puts her little hand in mine, And laughs with cbildish lee, To see the foaming billows splash, As on the shoro t'oy fiercely dash, Thou glide bac' jilently. But while she laughs so merrily, My heart is far away ; And as I look upon the shore; Whore loud and long the breakers roar, My sad soul seems to say : ' The sea is like a human life ; It breaks upon the shore Of time with a resistless might; And when the goal is just in sight, Dies-to return no more. "And all along the shores of time Full many a wredk doth lie ; The pangs of many a mad carouse, Of blasted hopes and broken vows, Of happy days gone by." Yet, while I muse in mournful mood, And gazo upon the s a, My blue-eyed pet with golden hair, . Whose heart has never known a care, Still sitr upon my knee. Her heal is resting on my breast h er eyes in slumber deep ; The se ti rough sea whose breakers roar, And radly, fiercely lash th+o shoro, Has lulled my child to sloop. Trust and Love. To morrow I am going to be married. I, who have been set lown as an old maid for an indefilite number of years. The expect ed event creates quite a commotion in our hitherto quiet household. My mother says, "What can I do without you ?" And my dear father, whose dark hair begins to be sprinkled with silver, says, mournfully, "I cannot spare my Caroline," though I think he is secretly pleased that his pet "Carry" is to have such a noble husbnnd after all. My roguish brother 'Ton gou's about the house singing There is no goose, however gray,.but soon or late .ihe'll hind seine honest gander for hor mat, . And I-all this seems very strange to me. I cannot realise it that the bridal dress of snowy stain, with the gossamer ve: and wreath of orange flowers, can be for plain Caroline Hudson. But the strangest of all is, that I am to marry John Grant-John Grant whom I learned to love years ago, but all thoughts of whom I strove to put far fr< ine. It is six years now since that morning in early summer, when we walked together through the green wood, the leaves stirred by a gentle wind, and the birds singing their morning gongs. We were a little apart from the rest of our party, and when we had gathered our hands full of wild flowers that were scattered in profusion at our feet, we set down upon a felled oak to wait for them. I was happy on that June morning, as I sat on that old tree by the side of John Grant, while he wreathed the buds and blossoms and the green leafes of the trailing convolvulons among the braids of my brown hair. We did not talk much th'it morning, and we had sat in silence several moments, when John suddenly said, "Caroline, I want to tell you something." It was not the words that made my heart beat so and the hot blood rush to my cheeks and fore head, for we had known each other for a long time, and he had often made a confi dant of me-.but it was the low tone, full of now and strange tenderness, that thrilled my whole being. I do not know, but per haps my voice trembled a little, as I said, "'Well, what is It, John ?" "Carry, clear," but the sentence was not finished-just then the rest of the p)arty made their app)earance, and effectually made an end to all confi dential conversation. The next day John Grant left Tunbridgo on business, which required his presence In D)evonshire for several weeks. I did not see hIm for sonme time after his return, and when lhe called at last, there was a some thing undefinable In his manner ; but yet a chango, a restrainit, which told me that those words once on his lips would not be * spoken. Months came and went, and again lie left home ostensibly for business, but it was ru mored that a beautiful young girl at Ferny Coombes, whose acquaintance lie had made, was the real cause of his frequent visits to Devonshire, In a little while it was said, and uipon~ good authority, that John Grant was en - gaged to be married to Mary Keating; and it was also said that she was very young and very beautiful. Never till then, till I knew lie was to marry another, was the se cret of my own heart revealed to me; but then I know how I had loved him-how all hope, all joy, all earthly happiness, was centered in hlm-oven now I shudder wvhen I think of that time, when' life seemed such a heavy burden, and I longed for a time to lay it down in the grave ; but I could not; a thorny path opened before *me, and I was to walk in It. John Grant returned to Tunbridge soon after his engagement, and in a few weeks Mary Keating camne to Elm Woott, on a' vIsit to his sister. Soon after her arrival I was invited to a party given (luring her stay. I dreaded to go, and yet I could not stay away ; how plain I looked as I stood before miy dressing glass that night, in a plain silk, with a few scarlet verbeas had said once they contrasted well with my da;rk hair I I was early, and of all the girls in the room Mary K eating was the most lovely. I do not wonder lie loved you, Mary ; you were beautiful, as you came floating Into the room, in a dress of light muslin, your golen curls falling over your sweet chiil(lish face, and your blue eyes running over withi happiness, and he-but 'Idared not look at him long, for I was not very strong. Inthe course of the evening I was In -trodtced. to her; anid strange as it *as, from- tat mloment she seenmed to cling to me.' hie was a child in artlessness, and' soon dommenced talking of "John," asking if. I knew hin, etc. "How strihnge he never tuentioned youl-he told the.of so many of his friends. Johii-Jdhln" she called as lhe passed us, "why dIn!t yot tl, me aboihi Miss Hludsoif-yuil po of so ma ny othy's.. Orur 'eyes me t' en instant, and then I said p1tyyi6 his dira14smnen. 1o: bas go mny frIeudb 't int att liu 'Ika 4co hets% al it nowthlat he 1a Just then, looking up, I saw in a mirror opposite, the reflection of our little group -and-John Grant. When I saw the con trast between Mary Keating and myself, I forgave him, if I had not before. Not that I was so very plain-I do not think I was -but she was so beautiful, so confiding and loving, no one could help being charmed with her; and I could not blame him, for he had always been a great admi rer of the beautiful. Mary Keating came to see me frequently while she staid at his sister's, sometimes, not often, accompanied by John. It was an autumn afternoon, full of clouds and sunshine, when she came to make her tare well call. He was with her watching her every momen with loving pride; and yet it seemed to me that he regarded her some what as a beautiful plaything, winding her yellow curls around his fingers, and calling her pet names. We went out into the garden to gather some flowers; and as she ran about, laughing and talking, picking flowers, and wreating them in her hair, she acemed a lovely and bewitching child. John had gradually lost his constrained and embarrassed manner when with me, and, excepting that we never approached personalties in our conversation, our inter coturse was getting to be something as it once was. Our tastes in many things were similar. We had read and admired the same au thors, and upon most of the Inportant sub jects connected with hutnan life, our thoughts were alike. We were speaking of some work we had lately read, and were quite interested in discussing its merrits, when Mary suddenly checked her happy play, and with a grave face, walked silent ly for a few moments at John's side. At last she said "You never talk in that way to tme, John, but its because I don't know enough." "You know enough for me, dear, '.he answered ; but she went on, "I shall be but a 'child wife.' Caroline would suit you much better." ''Allowing you to .be judge," I said laughingly, for I saw John could not answer readily. We said no more on that subject, but I think .John asked himself more than once that day, "Is Mary right ?" When Mary bade me '-good-bye," that afternoon, she wound her white arm around my neck and kissed me, saying in her gen tle voice, "Write to me often, Caroline, and teach tue to be worthy of him." And she went out of the gate, through the hop garden, leaning on his arm, the warm au tumn sunlight falling on her golden hair, making her very beautiful. Soon after this John Grant left Elmwood and took a farm on his own account in the west of the State, adjoining that of old Mr. Keating. I seldom heard and never men tioned his name then. Mary wrote frequently to me during the winter ; her letters were like herself, graceful and charming, full of love and confidence. She spoke much of John--"llow proud she was of him, what letters he wrote, so much bet ter than hers, and wasn't it strange lie should love such a child as she was I" She went on writing in this way for several months ; but at length there was a change in her manner of speaking of John ; it seemed as though she were not quite as happy as she had been; she said she began to be discouraged about ever knowing any more, and hinted thrt John w:sgetting dis satisfied with her-generally ending her letters with some anecdote abot.. her favor ite cat or canary. It was not long after this, when she began to speak of her cousin "Harry Smii. I," who was so agreeable, and yet -idn't know a bit more than she did. A month or two after this, I was not much surprised when she wrote that her engage ment with John Grant was broken by mu tual consent-"They were not at all suited to each other, and no doubt would both be happier," she said; for he know so much and she so little. She concluded with a long account of her new black kitten Top sy, which seemed then to be the One ob ject which engrossed till her attention. Two years passed, and I seldom heard John Grant's name mentioned, and if I thought of him-at all, 1 believed I had con quoted my old attachmient-my life flowed on quietly and serenely. One year ago how well I remember the day-I was sit ting quietly readIig In tihe fading light of an October sky, wthen hearing a rustling among the leaves, that lay thick upon the gravel walk, I looked up and saw John Grant approaching thme house. When he last was there, she was wvithi him, but he was alone now, and my heart's quick throbbing told me his errandl. Was I weak and wanting in self-respect when, after lie had told mec all--told mue that although he was fascinated wvith a beautiful and loving child, deep diown In his heart had always lain a love for me. All my love camne back to me, and with more confidence that I could have felt four years before I laid my hands In his, and said, "John Grant, I wvill be yours!" John has sold his farm at Ferny Coombes, and our new hopie is near Ashford, as the old house at Elm Wood was t aken diown to make room for the railway. We neither of 'us expect to pass over our path of life without meeting with occasional storms; but we place our trust in One wvho is both willing and able to assist those to remove them who putt their hand cheerfully to the work|; and with us It will *be both a work of trust and love. Sltk Railing In tthe United States. Parties in North Carolina have fotmd it sitflelentjy profitably even with present drawbacks, to raise silk-worms and ship tihe cocoons to France. One gentleman in Ra leigh, Mrs E. Fasnach, has shIpped two .bales to Marseilles, each containing Over 100) lbs. of choked cocoons. They have been sold at Marseilles for as high as 82 francs (or 'over $0) per kilogranmme (not quite 2 1-2 lbs), and the froight from Raleigh to Marseilles did not exceed $8 per owt. 'Tihe cocoorts wore raised by the children of the sfamily ; and aside from the silk produet, Mr. Fasnach also produced a nuamber of eggs for which there is now a ready mar ket abroad at $8.50 to $4 per ounce of. 20 grammes,. Several other persono in diffe rent parts of the.country have also reared sufflelent cocoons to warrant Now York b)rokers in'oRfering from $1.50 to $2 per lb. for thie same. When parties find it proff table to raise silk under these adverse cir cumstances, there can be no quetion as to the growth of the industry whenever a home market is firished for the raw ma terIal, and that *llen. once it shall have been demonstrated that there can be offered and paid for cocoons some sttoed sum that wil yet allow A fair p to1onoreIv indast 11 be edtb1sed~p liinsta wil no a Atal nyetmet therIn." Butchering Monntain Trout. I Trout go up the Trukee river in Califor nia in schools of thousands towards their spawning beds. If unimpeded in their course they would separate into nunber less crystaline trout brooks and deposite their spawn far up the stream, out of reach of sawdust or fishermen. But just at the foot of the Sierra Nevada, In the State of Nevada, close to the California line, Is the Verdi dam. This dam has been constructed to supply a fine sawmill with Water power, and great precaution was taken to arrange a suitable fishway at one end. The water is made to flow over a sort of apron, or plank floor, which has such a gradual In cline that 'any fish can ascend. This fish way is further improved by means of the l rocks and earth of the river bank. There is a large pool or eddy just at the foot and a lower side of the apron, where the fish col- s lect in great numbers to rest preparatory to making the final leap, or struggle, which c carries them over tne dam. The fishermen, however, fastened two or three heavy n planks just along the upper edge of the 1 apron, and so the trout find an impassable a wall at the place where they should enter t the reservoir above the dam. ThIus the fish 11 are imprisoned. Such restless, impatient, struggling prisoners as are these mountain 0 trout cannot be found elsewhere. They at tempt to leap over the main dam, only to be hurled back by the falling water. They spring fully live feet in the air, and strike Wie main apron of the dam with territic and frequently fatal force. They bruise their r bodies and heads until oftentimes they die. They learn nothing from experience, but continue to .jllup against the dlamrlh, until, r worn out and nerveless, they drift, com p1 ely exhausted, into the eddies formed by 1 he piers of the dam. One can watch ' for hours these poor, desparate things in their brave struggles to get over the dam, without having ai moment elapse in which el some trout is not leaping through the air it and against the dam. Generally from one to a dozen fish are visible at the same time. . It is a grand but at pitiful sight to watch to the great speckled beauties in their vain It endeavors to get over the dam. But the pitiful merges into the h'rrible when one sees the merciless grabhooks let down into the struggling, quivering, exhausted masses 8 of trout gathered in the eddies below the cl piers. By means of the short, unyielding rod, a succesion of quick upward jerks Is c given to the four hungry points of the grab- t hook. The water is full of foam from the t" cascade, and circles In blinding whirl around it the pool. The fish are crazed and blinded i by their fruitless, frantic leaps, and readily I drift against the sharp, needle-like points of t the barbed hooks. Once Inpaled, the struggle begins. The hook iay have a entered underneath the head. or the body, k or it may have pierced the side or the fins, or the tail. At the first moment of its N fright the startled fish darts away with a a fury of strength that is marvelous. A large s fish is almost ungovernable diring the first " frenzy of its death struggle. The fisher- a man's only plan Is to let the trout weary itself with its maddened plunges, and leaps, v and struggles, and then by a dextrous c twitch lands it on the pier. More than half the time the fish makes some terrible t bound and tears himself from the hook, on- 0 ly to float with the current, torn, mangled, a and dying. 0 Calling a Moose. 11 It was a most lovely evening. It wanted d but about half an hour to sundown, and all tl was perfectly still. There was not the slightest sound of anything moving in the forest except that of the unfrequent flight of a moose bird close by. And so I sat watching that most glorious transformation scene--the change of day into night; saw g the great sun sink slowly down behind the r pine trees; saw the few clouds that hovered c motionless above me blaze into the color of IM brighlt burnishled gold ; saw tile whole at- si mosphere become glorious with a soft yel- V low light, gradually dying out as tile nighIt 3' crept on, till only in tile western sky thlere " lingered a faint glow fadinlg into a pale, cold apple-green, against which the pines s< stood out as black as midnight and as ih sharply defined as thloughl cut out of steel. As tile darkness deepened a young crescent Ii moon shone out pale and clear, with a glit tering star a little below tile lower horn, and above her another star of lesser magni tude. It looked as thlough a supernatural Jewel-a hleavenlly pendant, two great dia mond solitaires and a diamond crescent were hanging in the western -sky. After a while thle moon, too, sank behind tIle trees, e and darkness fell upon the earthl. I know a of nlothling more enchianting thlan a perfect ly calmn and silent autumnnal sunset in tIle e0 woods unless it be the sunrise, wihich to my gl mind Is more lovely still. Sunset is beautl- o0 ful, but sad ; sunrise is equally beautiful, C anId full of life, halppiness iad hIope. I I love to watchl tile stars begin to fade, to see ti tile first faint whlite light clear up tihe dark- Iti ness of tile eastern sky, and gradually ti deepen into tile -gloriouls coloring thlat hecr aids the app)roachling sun. I love to se I' nature awake shutidering, as 511e always ci does, anid arouse herself into active, busy y life, to note the Insects, birds and beasts shIake off slumber and set about thleir daily tasks. Still the sunset is Inexpressibly lovely, and I do not envy the condition and frame of mind of a man11 -who cannot be as necarly hlappy as mail can be, whlen hIe Is g lyiing comfortably on a luxulrious and soft fc couch1, gazIng in perfect peace on tIle glor- Iei ious scene around Ilim, rejoicing all hIs bi senlses, and saturatIng hhinself with the It wvonderful beauties of a Northern sunset. d So 1 sat quietly below, wilie thle Indian g calk d front the tree-top. Not a sound an- r< swered to tle three or four long-drawn-out bi notes with which he hlopedi to lure the buill; cl after a long Interval lie called agaIn, but the ii same perfect, utter' silence reigned in tile q woods a silence broken only by tile melan- el chloly hooting of ar. owl, or the imagmnary si noIses that filled my head. It Is extraor- ti dinary how small nolies"beo magnified a when thle car is kept at a great tension for y any length of time, and ho0w tIle head be- n comes filed with all kinds of noctiti~ous Id sounds; and it is very remnarkable also how -hi utterly imrpossible it is to distinguisht be-- a tween a loud noise uttered at a distance and tl a 'scarcely audible sound close by After c listening very Intently amidst, the profound a silence of a quiet.night:in the forest for an 0 hour or so the hlead becomes so surchargd It with blooj,'oving, I presume, to all thie si faeulties being concentrated on a single si sense, thatone seenis t,o hear distaudt voipes; d the ringing of bell and all kind.of strange o and'irupossile'noies A matcheeonids do-t nervously alive t9te slightest.disitb#niee I of the al ~ ~ M1pooilne of a;stil 9t be.klib of a liite gwl or th4 dl of4 oaf, even at a great distance-will makc iii alost jump out of his skin. IIe it Iso apt to make the most ludicrous imis ikes. Toward morning, about daybreal, have frequently mistaken the first faint uzz of soie minute fly, withim a foot o0 o of my car, for the call of a moose two r three imiles off. About ton o'clock the Indian gave it up i despair and came down the tree ; we olled ourselves up In our rugs, pulled the mods of our blanket coats over our heads, nd went to sleep. I awoke literally shak iig with cold. It was still the dead of ight ; and the stars were shining with in onse brilliancy, to my great disappoit= nent, for I was in hopes of seeing the first treaks of dawn. It was freezing very ard, far too hard for me to think of going sleep agaiti. So I roused the Indian and tggested that he should try another call or wo. Accordingly we stole down to the Ige of the little point of wood in which e had ensconced ourselves, and in a few iinutes the forest was re-echoing the laintive notes of the mtoose. Not an an wer, not a sound-utter silence, as if all 10 world were dead, broken suddenly and orribly b a yell that made the blood cur le in one a v ii1s. It was t.he long, (Iuav ring, hunan, but unearthly scream of a on on the dibtant lake. After what seemed ma1e many hours, but what was in reality it a short time, the first indications of awn revealdd themselves in the rising of i morning Star, and the slightest -possible iling in the 'castern sky. The cold grew Imost unbedrable. That curious shiver lt runs tlhrduglt nature-the first icy cuI nat of air that precedes the day-chilled a to the bon.es. - I rolled myself up in my lanket anid lighted a pipe, trying to retain hat little caloric remained in my body, 'hile the Indian again ascended the tree. y the Gino had called twice it was gray awn. Bir were beginning to move bout, and bU y squirrels to look out for eir breakfds of pine. buds. I sat listen 1g intentlyj apd watching the blank emo onless face bf the Indin as he gazed round him, when suddenly I saw his coun ,nance blaze up with vivid excitement.. [is eyes soen.d to start from his head, his uscles twltdlied, his face glowed, he emned trans rmed in a moment into mu ifferent bein , At the same time he began 'ith the utmot celerity, but with extreme tution to despond to the ground. iIe mo omed to me .not to make any noise, and hispered thiat aI moose was coining across io barren and must be close by. Grasp ig my rifle, we crawled carefully through to grass, crisp and noisy with frost, down ) the edge of our island of woods, and ere, after peering cautiously around some :unted juniper bushes, I saw standing, bout sixty yards off, ma bull moose. IIe oked gigantic In the thin morning mist 'hich was beginning to drift up from the nrface of the barren. Great volumes of ,eam issued from his nostrils, and his rhole aspect, looming in the fog, was vast mi almost tetrifte. Ile stood there per ,ctly motionless, staring at the spot from 'lih lie had heard the cry of the supposed )w, irresolute whether to come on or not. lie Indian was anxious to bring him a lit e closer, but I did not wish to run the risk f scaring him, and so, taking aim as fairly I could, considering I was slinking all ver with cold, I fired and struck him be ud the shoulder. ie jumped forward on is knees, Jumped up, rushed forward for >out two hundred yards, and then fell cad at the edge of the heavy timber on ie far side of the barren. Taking the Edgo Off. Recently a sort of slouchy-lookming hun ry-eyed, cadaverous fellow stepped into a mstaurant and said he wanted a cup of ffee and a piece of bread and butter. The alter told him that the place sold nothing lort of a comp)lete dinner, and the p)rice as fifty cents. Bald the stranger, "Well, au see, I ain't real hiuiigry, and I only 'ant a little coffee and a bit of bread." Walter-"It makes no difference; we 11l a whuoladinner for fifty cents, and noth c lse." Stranger-"You give a 11ul1 (1inne1r for fty cents?" Waiter.-"Yes, a whole dinner; roasit meat, potatoes, 'succotash, bread, buitter; le, pudding, coffee and tea." Stranger-"Well, I s'pose you give a an all lie wants to cat?" Walter---"Oh, yes; we 1111 you up for 50O ~nts, and give you a solid, good, p)lainI mel." Stranger-"Well,' I've half a mind to it with ye. Th'le fact Is the ole' womin vO mec a half a loaf of bread and( a piecec corn beef for a bite, and I cat It up at arp)enter's just now with a glass of beer. thought I'd like a cup of coffee andl a lit e bread anud butter to kind o'er wash the ing downa but ye say ye can't ghin'e Waiter.-"No sir. We'll give you, as ye said, a solid, square mieal for fifty nts. You can eat as little or much as nu please. Ried spider on. Frit-Trees. Among the Insect enemies of the fruit ower it is singular that no one has re irred much to the spider. It Is a small iemy to be sure, but one by no means to - euro, but one by no means to be despised. makes up by its Immense nuinber for its minuitive appearance. They appear lar .r thian those we find in greenhouses on )ses, fuelishas, and other tender plants; ut whether or not they are a different spe aos fromi these, are natives to the soil, or are itroductions from Some other parts, are tiestions which may perhaps interest the -tomologlst, but will hardly aid In the de motion of the foe. We suppose on large es the labor wouk4 be t,oo great to attemipL sy means foi their eradidation, but for oung trees which are easily reached, it might be well worth while to keep thuem >wn. The popular reccIptIn garden books to mix flour of suulphur in greasy water a then syringe with it; of course keeping le mouth of the syringo niear thei surface the water iwhile drawing- up tife liquid, the oily and sulpihtfywater . flo'mts only top,:and-is drawn-inte,the syringe only -that way. ThIS reasy liquid causes the iphuor to adhere tthd leaves, and it is id the red spider abandohie those leatves in isguist, oThe hot difytndosphere ofs om .untry ds peculiarly favorable to theox is. 1100 of the red spidei' Adwhen'wo know ggreat 4 postit ei-r r ide g- itsep ot wanhington lit Valley Forge. In the latter part of the sununer of 179(1, when his second termi as President of the United States had nearly expired, and he was about to retire to private life, Wasling ton concluded to see Valley Forge once more, the scene of so many toils and strug gles. The particuhrs respecting this visit an old farmer living near there at the time related to his son, who made a record of them. It was in the afternoon, he said, as he was engaged ploughing on his farm in the vicinity of the encampament grounds that lie observed an elderly ni(u of digni lied appearance on horseback, dressed in a plain suit of blatck, accompanied by a coloret servant, ride to . place in the road nearly opposite, when lie alighted from his horse and came into the field and cordially took his hand. lie told hin he had called to make sonme inquiries concerning the own ers and occupants of the dilreren'. places abc.ut there, and also in regard to the coun try ; the system of farming practiced in that part of the country ; the kinds of grain and vegetables raised ; the time of sowing and planting ; the best method of tilling the ground, and numerous other questions re lating to agriculture. lie also made in quiries after certain families in the neigh borhood. As answers were given lie noted them down in a book, the farmer informing him that he could not give as correct answers as lie wished, for he had not been brought up to farming, and besides. had only moved into the vicinity since the war, ' nought he had been in the army when it wias encamp ed there. This gave a new turn to the con versation. The stranger informed him that he had been in the army and at, the camp, and as he expected to leave the city in a few months, with the prospect of never re turning, he had taken this journey to visit the place which had been the scene of so much sufTering and distress, and see how far the inhabitants had recovered from its effects. On being informed that his name was George Washington he told hiin that his appearance was so changed that lie did not recognize him, or else he would have j paid more respect to his late commander and now the chief magistaate of the nation. He replied that to see the people happy, and the (tesolate fields recovering from the disasters they had expen,le. (, and to meet with any of his old companions now peace ably engaged In the most useful of all em ployments afforded him more satisfaction than all the homage that could he paid to his person or station. He then said that pressing engagements rendered it necessary for him to be in the city that night, and taking him by the hand bade him an affee tionate farewell, and this was Washington's last visit to Valley Forge. lowa 1ltatiules nakos. "I see," said Judge Smith Acker, as he mopped his bald head with a red and black silk handkerchief, "that sone papers de vote a good deal of space to snake stories. It's a good plan, for people like to read about snakes. There is a curious faseina tion about the creatures, whether in the 1 body or in print.. Now, I have had sonie experience with snakes, principally rattle snakes, and it was not in Pike county, Pa., either. Iowa used to be no had place for I snakes, and I'll tell you a little experience I had one summer and fall, a good many years ago, in lowva. I went out to Milleray, late in August, to shoot prairie chickens. Tenl or twelve miles from I)ubu iue is a regular young Ireland. The towns are called Garryowen, and Terry, and Ilally- 1 clough, and Milleray. The - people are, most of them, Irish, and in Milleray there is a big monastery, where an Irish order of i the monks of La Trappe have a colony. t They own thousands of acres of land, and are receiving as inmates or 'B3rot"hers,' as I they call them, a great many of the young men around there. Well, to get back to f my snakes. I went out to shoot chickens and put up at the Twelve-mile house. It was then a well-known inn, right on the roadl to Pike's Peak, and kept In goodl style by Loim Litton, a mighty good fellow. I remember lie had a couple of pretty (laugh ters and a birighit son, and I hear one of the girls has become a nun and the boy is a 'Brother.' Well-snakes?i Oh, yes. It wvas my first scasoni there, and Litton said to me, 'Judge, you must look ,2ut for snakes on the prarle. Wear boots always, keel) your ilask filled with whisky ; and, look here :Sec this weed,' and lie plointed to a small plant about, teii Inches high, of a pale greeni color, andI evidently a species of cac tus, for the leaves wvere smooth, with little thorns on the edges. 'That is the snake weedl, and If a rattler (does get his tooth in to you, just fill up w'ith whlisky, chiewv some of that. wveed, swallowv the juice, and put the pulp on the bite. Thamt'll fix you.' ''Well, sir, I did find snakes, rat,tlesnakes, lots of 'em. My p)ointer usually let me know where they were, and1( somethnes they'd let inc know by their shrill rattle. I'd1 seen snakes In Steuben county, Ohio, spottedl fellowsa, but these were unlike any I'd seen, being almost perfectly black, not very large, but very active. I killed seven tei snakes and three chickens the first (lay I was out-not that the chickens wveren't thick, but t,he snakes were thicker and at, tractedl more attentIon. "The next (lay, while working over a wvheat stubble where a gang of men were shocking wheat that had just been bound, I heard a yell. One of the Irishmen had beeni bitten by a rattler that waus undler a sheaf of wheat, and had fastened in his arm as lie picked It up. TJhie poor fellow was scared to dleathi 'most. I out with my flask (it hold a plump pint), and lie put it to his hips, and when lie took It down) it was empty. Then we started hinm on a run for the hol. I looked for snake weed, but not a blade couldl I find. I believe that's usually the way-you can't find It when yott want it. We got thie man, whose name was Martin something or other, to the house, and there filled him nup with more. whisky.. At first it didn't senm to affect him, and the arm kept swelling and got black. Bunt, by'mby Martin began to get happy ; then he got1 hilarious; then fighting drunk, and final hy he fell off lisa chair, (lead drunk, lie was saved. Thie next day lie was out with his arm in a sling, and I found him over In that same wheat stubble slowly walking around, and gazing intently at the ground. 'What'are'you looking orMart?l' I ask .; IHslooked up, winked slyl and drawr4 dut : 'i"ti, ser, Oi'm li ng for the bit of aybhhfike.' 'I4ook the hInt, and gavd hhtn a goid swig of whisky, wIthotit puttng hin to the tronble of gett?ig bitten by a ' rattlesnake in ol'der to sec- It. "Theo lhddron atend thdro m.ito kIl tii nddand piouli ofthohe. big d i d 1d rutI1 in th against the flesh, the rattles would vibru and sound a remarkably natural manic In the district school on the prairie the was a young woman just from the east wl was dreadfully afraid of snakes, and it w a cheerful habit of the young ones, wh they wanted a holiday, to get out their ri ties behind their desks and set them wh ring. Why, they used to scare the life o of that poor girl, who would gather up i skirts and scoot for home at the first raj The little devils used to vary their perfor ance and render it more realistic by leavii (leal snakes around the school house, ni giving it out that there was a nest uider t] Iloor. "There- was a little Irishman, nama Toin Clancey, who worked for Litton, at who had a reputation a aa snake catche ills plan was to pin the snake's head to ti roui with a forked stick, then to slip loop over the head, fasten it to his stic md thus drag his captive, squirming, homi I wanted a live specien of the timber ru er, which is usually much larger than li prairie cousin, and, instead1 of being blac s orange and black, and a decided venomlol, .looking beast. One day 'I'onmn imcceeded in capturing a big yellow f( low, with fifteen rattles, and was dra ing him ihome in high glee at the prsspe )f the $5 I had offered for the reptile, wl I fellow driving a breaking teami as I passed, struck the snake across tile bat with his ten-foot ox-whip. You know ight blow will kill a rattler, and this blo cilled 'Tomny's captive. Well, you'd he er believe that Irishman was mad. Whir ng around, ho lifted his stick, and, usli he big snake for a lash, walloped the tean iter lustily. At first the fellow returne he compliment with his ox-goad, but who te felt that. clammy snake flap around h ace and neck once or twice his nerve wet )ack on him, and he turned and ran, pu ucd by the little Irishman, who whippe ihn with the rattler as long as his breat ield out. Tommy afterward caught n mother big snake, but not so big as tl irst, and I had had the pleasure of brinl ng him east and presenting him to Iw rot her-in-law, who has a weakness for thi orl of pot." "1)end Uroen." The Irish peasamtry are very careful I nake due preparations for death, pa rti alarly to provide theh last garments i "dealth dress." This care weighs vei nuch upon the invalid, who frequently o: lers those in attendiance to take the shrou )ut of the box where it has lain in realine. and air it properly. The writer has mot .han once heard this command given whil risiting the sick in County Donegal. Tli lie "dead dress" is the cause of solicitu(d o the people of Queen's county even in a >ther state of being, the following anecdol vill show: Two old women lived at Cast] Pook, a rambling old place, once magnit eut, and the scene of wild revelry so lot: is its owners hriad anything to squande But the spendt.hrift landlords were deii mid gone, and of the Dennis family onl wo members, an aunt and an niece r namined, they were called the ''ladies'; b heir poor neighbors, and were greatl ooked up to on account of their anciei inme; but they had not had any better e( ication than that which a village sch:o naster could give fifty years ago. The o Icr Miss )enis hrd a smaual1 alnnuity, an t was no wonder that Miss Ilonor was a nost crushed by grief and anxiety when sli eccame very ill, and was given up by t1 loctor. "Come here, Honor," whispered the d ng woman, from her pillow. "There en pounds in the box ; you'll have tha :n' my clothes an' the furniture, an' you' ie sure to wake me decent, and put in Ine linen nightgown wid the frills on m iring it out, to let me see if it's 'll right." Miss Honor promised to obey, but misci mness overcame her, and1( she grud(gedl th orpse so flue a dress. She haippened amve some black calico coveredI withl whit plots, which she had bioughit at a great bii ~ain from a country peddler, and shec miad lie shroud of it, inteiiding to turn thm riuled nightgowvn into monecy at some fu: ure time. Th'ie villagers from 010opo0 vhio caime to the wvake wondered at Mia )cinnis' "dlead1 dress,'' but nothing was sal gainst, it. The funeral took laco; and1 now, bega dreadful visitaltion for Miss HIonor. A egularly as darkness fell, Miss Dennis ap~ mearedl in her black and white shroud r icr neice's firesidle. She pointed to he Iress, and1( never spoke a wvord,. Miss 1c :or could1 not b)ear It. On the third nigli lie comai was t,akeni up and opeiied, ani lie frillcd nightgown putls upon its tonal' nistead of the black and white shiroudl. Th~l hlost, was now appleasedl ; she did( not, agal pp)ear. 4Fuod at Harato,g,. At Meyer's and Moon's on the lake, the re famous for game dinniers. A regula asmo dinner for one, withouit wvine, cost ~5, and with wine it, often runs up to $1 nd $15, and even $20. Trho $5 gamei (dha ecr consists of five courses. Soup, blac ass and stewed potatoes,chlcken, partridg nd fried potatoes, woodecock andl sala<l nud end(ing wvith coffee. A plain gaim linner of black bass and stowed potatoci nd( woodchuck and fried potatoes, costs vithout wino, $4. The $25 dinners thu 'lerre Lorillard, Belmont and Travers ako aro produced biy an indiscriminat laughter of Johiannlsberger, chamupagne Id Burgundy and dollar cigars. Tile Sara oga black bass are caught early in th norning in deep water. They weigh fror poundl to a pound and a half. Thiey ar 'cry juicy and .delicious. No one eve ouchies brook trout in Saratoga after hav ng been once spoiled by eating black bass 4r. Belmont says thqp~aratoga black bas mre the beat fish fri thio world. Wo have ilso, what is called the Saratoga white bail which really tastes better than the wit pait caught at Manhattan B3each. Saratog vhiite bait are produced thus: Sunfish a noh and a half and two inches long ar aught In sytallow water. Thiey are place a qalt water which causes theim to dIsgorg heir entrails. The~n they are fried *1hol n. butteir. Saratoga white bail are an 11 rovemnent on the genuine article, The*,Ihtof Wopds. to A High-Priced Mistako. r. Two miners sat down In a wilderness of re southern Utah, a few months since, to 10 munch their bread and then pursue their 118 wanderings and their search for weath. 3n They were "prospectors" who, having left t- the beaten track of pleasure-seekers, wan r- dered off, to the amusement of their fel nt lows, Into the comparatively level country, or where months of searching had revvaled ,. nothing. - " We had better get back into the moun g tan country, Jim," said lis " pard." u( As he spoke his tool struck something a Ie few inches under the sand, and the pros pector found a fracture on the rocks and d picked up a small yellow piece of stone. id " What's that ? " said Tom, as he saw r. with what fevorish earnestness his " pard " te examined the piece. Ia " Egad I I think It's born silver I " 'I'hey were out of provisions and clothes; - they had not means with which to pay the t fee for securing their "find." After open 1s iug up their prize sufficiently to show that a vein of ore existed, they offered it to Mr. Y Ben Morgan, of Pittsburg,who Is operating Y smelting works a few miles below Salt 1- Lake City, for $18,000. Mr. Morgan sought 4- the advice of the Superintendent of the et Ontario Mine. Together they carefully ex Il anined the new ' inti," and, unfortunately 1e for the genial Ben, they decided it was not k worth risking the money on. The miners a continued to open their vein, but soon again v were stranded, when one of then wrote to t- two Irish friends, who had already lost I- money on supposed " finds," and besought g then to try their luck once more. After - much importunity they invested enough d money to give the miners a good start, when n1 the development of the mine proceeded is rapidly. Four shafts were sunk and a t number of intermediate galleries run which connected the shafts. The work was pushed d solely with a view to show the magnitude h1 of the deposit. It was the marvel of the 1e whole country. Conservative old engineers 1e measured the ore beds actually in sight, taking nothling for granted, and made n y morons analyses in all parts of the mine to it determine its richness, and thc most cau tious calculated the silver in sight as worth $27,000,000. Jay Cooke, hearing of this prize, secured an option of one-half inter est for $2,00,000 for a short time, and 0 hastenig eastward lie induced a number of EnglishmenI in New York to invest and they )' took it at this price, the four original own y era declining to sell the remaining half at any price. 'i is now the famous "Iorn d Silver Mine " or "New Bonanza," around 1 which a town has in a few months clustered e called '' Frisco," and to which one mine e the Utah Southern railroad will this su muer be extended nearly three hundred e milles. e Inagination on the Weather. A citizen doing business on Griswold street, Detroit, has given this weather question a great deal of thought, and re cently he began a series of experinen a to ascertain whether Inagination hasn't as much to do with a hot day as a therno meter. At 9 o'clock in the morning he en Y tered his -ollce, built a brisk tire in the stove, closed the door, and sat down to his newspaper, having his chair close to the stove. In a few minutes one of his eus tomers opened the door, and before he could express his surprise the olicial called out: "Come in I What change in the weather e since last nightl I hated to build a flre, ? but it was positively like November in here. Come over by the stove." ''lis-has the weather changed?" heal a tatingly Inquired the caller. "Changed I Why there's a difference of 81 degrees since 10 o'clock last night. Ileiar Y what the weather report says: Northerly winds, great change In temperature, with Indications of a severe frost at night! I wish I had brought down my spring over e coait " 0 "Well, I felt the change, but I didnl't e realise the full power of It," said tile otner as lie edged over to tile stove and rubbed (111 hi hands. 0 "You should watch thlese things and - dress accordingly. I wouldn't dare come i out In that thin coat. First you know a youl'll have a chili." d "I-I know I'm rather careless, but I must look out for myself In the future. ii This fire fools rather good." 5 "Yes, It does; you'd better get thor - oughly warmied up before you go out in the t raw air." r The~ caller remained there at least 10 miln -utes, all the time standing besido the hot t stove and yet when the thlermfometer I marked 100 degrees 110 madbe no complaints t and went out saying that he would goihomo 0 and( get on a thicker coat. They All Lifted. Several brethren were sitting in a South street store, and somehow they got to talking about lifting~ weihts. "1 lifted a barrel once," said1 a icani muan ini tihe cornier, "that weighled over 200 s pounds,18 None of the rest seemned to care a lilt - about what lie had I'":ed. "And I," said a toad, hanuky man sitting on a bag of corn, "I lifted a woman onlce whlo weighled over 500 pounds. She was going to faint, but I calughlt her." IThle proprietor of thle store opened his eys a litl and looked at the man, but no further Interest was displAyed. "Whlen I was down at Sandy," said a small, fat man, "'l carried off aton of ore Several of tile melOl shifted thecir posItions at tis big~ one, and th6'proprietor looked caultioufly otit of the window to see if any 5bodyvwas listening.. r . helast mnan, -who was sittlng with lia feet dangling down In a ,box of oggsau awful snmall man-who looked as If one 'waft of wind would Alhsh him, at last 1 suppoe your6mein ~wfen' SWalker House ws bu1l1 ng' l, o 'fmorning thle .o equw,e me ad, 'Jhme, th4 is edthe~ ~f tl atter Iwith the back i if ~ oe ~get Sunder:and 5 ht ;e' Sthe two men,it~ h O 8 1~ e lo..n te Jan