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TRI-WEEKLY EDITION. WINNSBORO, S. C., SEPTEMBER 4, 1879. VOL. 1II.-NO. 93. HARVEST HYMN. Otico more the liberal year laughs out O'er richer stores than gems or gold; Oneo more with harvest song and shout is nature's bloodless triumph told. Our common mother rests and sings Liko utth among her arnoerd sheaves; Her lap Is full of goodly things, IIor brow is brig.t with Autumn leaves. O favors old, yet over new I Sblves-ings with the sunhino sont ! The bounty overruns our due, The fullners shames our discontent. We shut our t ys, the flowrs bloom on; Wr murmur, but the corn ad tilo; Weochooso-the shadow, but the sun That cats it shines behind us still. God gives us with our rugged soil The power to mako it, Eden fair, And richr fruit to crown our toil Than Bu mor-wodded islands boar. Who murmurs at his lot to-day/ Who scorns his netivi fouitfrnd bloom, Or sighs for dainties far away, Desides the bountos board of homt ! Thank eaven, instead, that freedom's arm Can change a rocky soil to gold ; That brave and gonorous lives can warm A d limo with Northern ica old. And by these altars wreathd with flowerh. And filds of fruits, awake again niThankegiving for the golden hours, The eaily and the lattdr rain. Did She Do Right I A fearfully col blustering day it was late in December as she stood alone at the door, with the sweeping gale as it dashed by laden with fine dust and stinging chill almost freezing her in Its ruthless pitiles ness, Isabel Kent, the daughter and once the hiiress of proud Thomas Kent, was to night to leave her home a poor girl, to bat le with the world, which had once been her slave and was now her master. A cab rolled up to the door and when the driver had attended to her luggage she was whirled away-to what ? she wondere g. ed,'Ithel a mteslitct akegh. wa At the station she had hvttl time to think, the crowds, the noise, the glare, the incoming and departing trains gave no op l,orttunity. After she had procured her ticket she sat down on i seat just opposite the r ; and so when Charles Roberts came in she saw ghim before le saw her. Hle advanced straight over to her as soon as hie recog= nized the black-robed figure. "'Isabel, I am tempted to take you away from here by simple force. I have been to the house, but you were too quick for me, Isabel, will you perist in this foolishness?" Ile had taken a seat next to her ; but, near as ie was, he could not see the paling anguish that lay in her pure classic face, or the flush of momentary wrath that followed his eager, Inpulsive words. "It is not foolishness, Charles. What should I do if I did not go to Mrs.. ('ra Hie interrupted her in his quick, hot headed, earnest way. "Where should you go, true enough, my darling I Is not my home lonely for the want of you ? Does not my heart cry out for you, its queen ? Isabel, there is yet ten minutes ; won't you think of it again and let me take yon from this p)lace to be mar ried to me, and to my 1home1 forever ? Re mlembler, my)3 Isabel, howv I ldve you." Undler lier thick crape veil Isabel's lips grew tiglitly compjressed and a slow red ( ~ bloom camne to iher cheeks. It was a great. templltationl ; she so lonely, so fragile, to go out into the worldl, nothling but a conmpan Ion to a rich, strange vomnan, whlose face shle had never seen ; amnd here was Chairles Rob)erts, withi his splendid house, hIs hlan some face, and1( irr'eproachable character', who sat beside lher, blegging heri to accept But she could not brook tihe idea of mar * ~ rying for a home, even if she knew the of for came from thle mamn whom01 811e felt wor -shiped 11er. She did inot love Charles Roh, ~~ erts; with the chilling look out on tIle woirld before 1her, she (decided that sIle would work to tihe dheath before she wvoul be the wife of at man to whiom she0 could not giveclier affections. -"1 hatd made(1 up my mlindl long ago, Charles, anid indied it grieves 111 to find that youm still cling to 1me so. I anm sorriy; I wish foir your sake I miighlt view these things in the same light you (d0 ; bt I can~ Iinot; it is impossible, that is all. Ther comeIs thIe train." Shlo arose, as tIle long train camne iln - with a sad, pitying look at her lover's face. "WVe will try to be friends, theni, Isabel, though hecavenl knows how mocking and empty friendship is after love. Write to me10; if over trouble conmes, conmmland me to any exteint. You'll promise that ?" - She was really gone at last, on the way to her destination. That was a long, lonlely ride, and mnany tears fell back off that heavy, mnusking veil, before she arrived at *-(oinoytonl, oin a clear, brIght morning, whlen the streets were swarminfg with life and gayety. Mrs. Craven was an lavalid, passably good-looking, who received her newly eni gaged companion with a polite welcoming and mnterest that would hlave gone straight to Isabel's heart, .had not lhon pride anid re - servo been challenged' by thle young lady - to whom Mrs. Craven itroduced her. Isabel acknowledged the presentation;i and was st'emg to the quick by the frigi hiauteuir of the fair girl. Miss Felhsom was as enragedby Isabel's. Indifferently grace. fuml. bow.. I "Aunt Clara," she said, whenTeiabel had gone to her room that night. to weep andi suffer all the long hours, "shall you allowi I .'T TnTnlYThTo vistors V be i most too elegant and aristocratic to pas uniloticed among comlpany." "As often as I can spare her, of course Why should she not see a little enjoyment poor cl.id ? You are getting Jealous again Ellen." "Y on remember how my governess rollet me in that affair with Warren Raymond I don't care that this girl and I should ru a race for Qharles ltoberts." "You have no reason to suppose thai Char'es toberts cares for you ; you nevei met hIm1111 more than i dozen thnes." '"True ; but I care ?or him." Day after (lay went on, and of all 1h gentlemen who had called on Mrs. Craver and her niece, Isabel had seen none, for al: her kind friends insisted upon it. One day, Isabel, passing by the parloI door, came face to face with Ellen and Charles Roberts. How she hated hersell for that sudden blush she felt burning oi her checka ; but as she glanced up and caulght Ellen's scornful, angered eyes shc suddenly grew perfectly composed and calnlm. " Isabel, is this really you ? Why I had not the slightest idea you had come to Mrs. ('raven's. Are you well and happy ?" lie bent to whisper qickly the last word. Isahel nave him her hand with her old-tim grave quiet and hauteur. "Quite, thank you. The friends in Daisydale are all well ?" "Oh, yes ; and you can't conceive how many of them miss you.'' "That is pleasant to know. I am in somewhat of a hurry, Chtrl.. Ir. Rob erts. Good-by;" and she hi.- ied on with out another word. Once in her room she sat composedly down to her work, while Mrs. Craven was out for her noon ride. She wondered if Charles had forgotten her-that is, ceased to care for her? She asked herself the question in a careless sort of way, and then went on to think how nice lie and Ellen looked together; and of a sudden ai frightful revelation came to her -so sudden it fairly took her breath-so blissful, her senses ached with the joy, and yet so dreadful she thought she should not survive it. All this in a magical second, and the revelation was this-she loved Charles Roberts, and had loved him all the time; and lie loved her no longer, but Ellen Folsom. At that moment Ellen came in, in all the blooming beauty and stylish elegance that characteirzed her. " I have come to you for my first con gratulation. Charles says you were an old friend of his." Isabel felt her eyes growing dim as she anticipated the news. "I am an old friend." It was all she said. But how fully, entirely, she expe rienced the truth of her lover's words that night they parted. "We've not decided on the wedding-day but. Charles is in a great hurry. Most lov ers are, I suppose. But you are going to wish me joy ?" ''Oh, of course, 81l in the world ! She wasn't very enthusiastic, but it. was only her will that forced her to speak ; her heart was too sore. "And there's another thing, Isabel. You must pardon me for saying it, but I'm sure your good judgement will approve. Charles has told me of your little love-passage; and I thought that as y'ou had once bieen se much to hhn, an:d he'll be coming here so often, It wvould be prudeiit for you to find another" Isabel had risen to lher feet almost at the first wvords, with vivid, blushing cheeks and flashing eyes. Nowv, wvith low scorch Ing tones, she interrupted her-'"Enough I I comprehend yours andi Mr. Roberts (deli ency. Give my apology to Mrs. Craven. My trunks will -be called for by the railway omnibus." She put on liar hat and mantle, and with out, vouchsafing a wvord to the delighted, t.rhunphant girl wvent out.from the house. "I have to think my presidling stars foi suggesting that story. I knew her p)roud1 spirit would up in arms andi leave me a clear field to win him. I only hope I have uttered a prophlecy. As if I dIdnh't read aright their secret !" She'had made a slight mistake, however. And poor Isabel, her cheeks burning, walked on to the station that shie had ar ived at so lately, wonidering where s would go, when a glad, joyous voice called liar name. "Isabel1, were you going home to me, as y'ou pronised imc to do if you needed mnc V She instinctly recoiled a step). TIhen, seeing that no one was in the wvaking-roow but themselves, she threw back her veil and gavo him the full benefit of liar indIgnation, "How dare you ask me such a question, when your lips have so lately asked Ellei Folsom to be your wife? Charles Roberts, I thought better of you." And then she cried. Wasn't it just li a nonsitive, loving, over-wvroughit woman t< do that ? And Charles Roberts' heart gav< a great throb of delight. "Oh, my Isabel. Nowv I know that you love me. -I never have spoken of love th any woman saving yourself. Isabel, yoi believe me ? Yen love me at last I" Like a solemn truth, she could not hli believing, came the-blessed knowledge t< her. "I believe you. I love you!" An hour later wvhen the railway. omnibui drove up to Mrs. Cra4en's,for the trunks llon met the two at the door. "Please send Mrs. Roberts' trunk down MIss Folsom." ,---.The Methodlist MIssIonary 806let3 has expen)ded $8 000,000 in its work ii theanryr, L 4000,000 on rorelgr Could We Live in the P1olar !teglona? lef If we carefully examine, the almost un universal features of all the land known to us, we filnd a prevailing form ed' wherever we turn. Each territorial oI area of magnitude seems to have append age trending southward. If we apply m this rule, by turning the North Pole of wa a globe toward us, we readily see at a kn glance that Greenland, which Is known I to us, may bear to an unknown Arctic up Continent the same relation that South 1 America does to North America, or oi;t Africa to Europe. Ilonce it is perfect- dii ly logical t.o infer, by the great analogy sqi of nature, that an Arctic Continent ex- E ists beneath the North Pole, extending Jun three and a half to four degrees south she from the northern axsi of the earth. As 2 previous Arctlo expeditions have ad- rue vanced to 83 degrees, 26 minutes, north no latitude-or within 394 miles of the fra Pole, the distance thence to such a con- I tinent would not exceed 150 to 180 op( miles. '1'his intervening space, how- roc ever, Ia dlillcult to traverse, as it pre sents a very rough surface. If the sea ' during the height of a gale, when the tha waves run mountain high, were in- ithli stanltly frozen, it would present much ed the appearance here encouutered. For ' etbnologists, the question Is : Can an as Arctic Continent be inhabited, should 1 one exist? This may be met by the wii well knowII fact that the latitude of 78 e degrees Is abou4 the point of lowest netn temperature. The earth is about ha thirty-seven miles more in diameter at tIn the equator than from pole to pole, 4 h.avinhg enlarged at one point and flat- I tened at another, because of its revol v lug motion. Now it is well known the that lower temperatures are encount ered its we ascend high altitudes, and the depression at the poles may, by lea- a( sening the distance of the surface from of the earth's center, afford a warmer MIr temperature, which will enable the hac hardy Esquimaux. Anos, or some Iiy- s perborean race, to exist upon an Arctic < Continent. hav' Atter a Mouse. ter, the I was quietly reading my newspaper the the other morning, when I heard a scream like the whiste of a locomotive, waa coming from the dining-room. licc I rushed in to see what was the mat- ern ter, and found my wife standing on a - chair, with her skirts drawn tight around her ankles. OSS "It's a inouse I" she said wildly. b "Where?" I demanded. by "There--here--no--yes,I don't know I the Oh, for pity's sake, kill it ! Kill It!" B.' "Where is it?" I asked again.- rig "There's no mouse here." "Yes, there is, you old fool ! Don't tIiv you see it? There !-soimewhere-any- bir where-everywhore-I don't know where! Why don't you kill it?" Mrs. B. isn't fond of mice. She would. rather have a hundred dollars about I the house than a single mouse; and ai the sight of one makes the hairpins ino drop out of her head. an "M adam," said 1,with an awfful eam- the ness, "tell mne where that diminutive me rodent mammal is, or forever hold your hlo peace," in "It is in the cupboard," she gasped. pr( "I saw it run under the cupboard of I door." ret I walked over to the cupboard with me the tread of a gladiator, aud openle(I it. in Before I could get my eyes In range ti to Look for the mouse, It jumped out sas and ratn right over my foot. of "I gave an awful kick- a tremond- sal Ouis heart-rending kick. And my foot se wvent clear up~ to the top of the cup- the board, and tile back of my head struck leta the nloor so hard that I sawv all the plan- but ets andi comets thlat were ever Invented. ce I picked myself uip and looked wvildly WI around for the mouse. it, "There it is 1" shrieked Mrs. B. otti "There-there ! Quick I" of "Where?" I roared. pyl *"Behind the table !" rib I sprung to the table, seized one end sai of it, and gave it a jerk that brought it eat to the middle of the floor. cir Tile mouse scampered. ' inj I saw im runing around the room, ey< and plunged after. firn I tried my best to to step on him, but tIe only succeeded on stepping on a spool ati of thread, which my wife had dropped dis In her excitement. us, The spool rolled, and before I had its Mtrie tp shut my eyes I found nmyself cem standing on my shoulders, gazing cur- wi lotushy up at my feet, which were try- 0ou: lng to scrape a picture of Benjamin ti Franklin off the wall, eol As soon as I got on my legs again, I gr< made another bolt for~ the mouse. hai 1 saw It whizzing across the floor, the andi I bounded toward it, anld gave one mna furious kick. And kicked the table. Thea I just grabbed myself tip, and carried myself round on one foot howi-- lut ing lIke a prairIe-wolf, and calling for ows arnica anid corn salve, till I heard Mrs. de: B. screaming : lan "Don't let it get away, you fool I Get somethIng and kill it !" to I was desperate.1 I snatched the first thing I could lay wi my hands oni, which happened to be a base-ball bat belonging to Lot, and 1 po: mnade one murderous sweep. - Il~ But instead of killing the mouse, I upset the chair en whIch my wife was bus standing, and tihe result was that slut fot turned a very graceful somnmersot over ] against the pantry door. -.] She screamed for help, and declared ] the mouse was eatIng her up, and re 1 fused to be comforted till I bad placed h.or on thte chair again. Tle he didn't lyave breath .enough on t to cr.ll me a brute, though she tiled til she was black in the face. Iy this time I was thoroughly excit- I but I know I must try another kind I weapon. saw something on the table, and I 1 do a grab for it It proved to be a rm huckleberry pie, but I didn't Dw it at the time. thought I saw the mouse running t the wall, and I hurled the pie at it. I lut at that moment my daughter I mted the door, and walked Into the ing-room, and the pie struck her 1 tare ii, ,. face and smashed. he be ;a , to shriek, and sputter,and i up up 'nd down, and declare that I was biceding to death. I ad Lot, attracted by the noise,came I hing In, just in time to gethit in the t uth with a loaff of bread, which I ntically flung at the mouse. lut the mouse darted through the t n (lor, and escaped to the next i m1. Ve all followed it, pell-mell. 'he little quadruped took -efugo in i clothespress, and my wife, who, by i s time, had got A little courage,selz- 1 the fire-shovel, 4nd cried out: You openi tihe dpor, and I'll kill him 1o comes out. !" Vo planted out solves in posltion,and en'Irs. B, gave the word I threw C n the clothespress door. saw the mouse in an Instant: it I I climbed upon a shelf, and was sit- I there just on a level with my eyes. There it is I bawled. "Hit itquick ! r going to Jump o4er our heads--" I lefore I could utter another sylable end of the earth struck me. t L billion stars danced before my eyes 1 i as I slowly gathered myself up out I lie corner, I beg n to realize that 1 s. B. in aiming a blow at the mouse, r I hit n'e In the head with the' fire vel. hen we all set up such a yell that in minutes about thirty neighbors I conic in to see what was the mat and in less than half an hour all miouse-traps and eats and dogs in neighborhood were there, to make on that one little mouse; and there some talk about calling in the po force, and telegraphing the Gov- B or to send us a squad of militia. 4ut happily this was not found nec try. 'he mouse was speedily dispatched a Scotch terrier, and we finally got house cleared, though it took Mrs. the rest of the day to put things to Ilts. .s for me,my bump of philoprogeni ness is so large that it takes a num nine hat to go round it. A Pie of Living Serpents. t n the savannas of Isacubo, in Gui t, I saw the most wonderful, the at terrible spectacle that can be seen ; I although it is not unoommon to inlhabitants, no traveler has ever ntioned it. We were ten men on 'sebaek, two of whom took the lead order to sound the passage, while I I ferred to skirt the great forests. One the blacks who formed the vanguard t urned at full gallop, aind called to "liere sir, come and see serpenlts i pile I" He pointed out to mec some- < ng elevated in the middle of the anna, which appeared like a bundle arms. One. of my company then I, "This is certainlly one of those as iblages of serpents which heap mselves on each other after a vie- t t temnpest. I have heard of these never have seen any. Lot us pro d cautiously, and not go too near." ion we were withlin twenty paces of the terror of our horses prevented approach, to which, howver, non1e us wer.e inclined. Suduenly the ramidlial mass became agitated, hor 1o sounds issued from it, and thou Lds of serpents rolled spirally over hi other, shooting forth out of the ele their hideous heads anId present their envenomed darts and fiery as to us. I ownI I was one of the it to draw back. But wvheni I saw .t this fornmidible phalanx remained this post, and appeared to be more posed to defend itself than to attack I rode round It it in order to vIew order of battle, whlich faced ihe 01n y on every side. I then sought at could be the design of tIs numer assemblage, and I concludeQ thlat s speoies of serpents dreaded some losseau enemy, which might be the sat serpent, or the cayman, and that, ring seen1 this enemy, they unite mselves inl order to resist them in 58. Luek and Labor. Iany people complain or their bad ik when they oughit to blame their nI want of wisdom and action. Cob i, a distinguished wrIter in Eng *d thus wrote about luck and labor. suck is always waiting for something turn up.* 4r.bor, *with keen eyes and strong ii, turns tup something. luck lies In bed, and wishes the itman would bring him news of a |aoy. labor turns at six o'clock, and with sy pen, or 'einging hamnmer, lays the mudation of a competence. ,tuck whines. Gabor whistles. Wolg ~elies on chance. rabor on character. Wuok slips down to irndigenceo. Gabor strides upward to tndepend. 0O.. Robins In Church. One pleasant April Sunday the par sh clerk of a church in Wittshire, Eng and, stood at his reading desk turning o the morning "lesson" in the prayer ook. The congregation waited to give he responses, but he did not begin as loon as usual. Something curious had aught his eye, partly hidden tnder the Bible rack, a slanting ledge, slight .y raised above the main desk. lie ooked more closely and there, directly oneath the Bible, he saw a robin red )reast's iest, with two pretty blue iggs in it. Mrs. Redbreast and her nate had found a hole loft by a small nissing pane in one of the quaint old eaden windows and entered the sacred louse to make their little home whore he sparrow and the swallow did that tre mentioned in the 84th Psalm. The lerk could not resent so pretty an in rusion, and did not disturb the nest; Lnd when one of the birds flow in be 'ore the close of service nothing was lone to frighten it. And there the test remained through the restof April nd nearly the whole of May, the red )reasts becoming so tame that the gath ring of the worshippers and the 'olces and music of the service on Sut lays or other days (lid not alarm them way. The sitting bird would stay, uietly brooding her eggs, while the lerk was reading almost directly over er head. After the young were' tatched the male robin would fly in vith worms in his bill to feed them, nd his coming never disturbed the itany or the rector's sermon. This >leasant sanctuary p-irtniership lasted ill the full fledged young were able to cave the church and trust to their own iew wings. '1'lTe people felt that the trds had brought a blessing with them id were sorry when they went away. MaxIimts for Everybody. Every (log has his day. Eat no more than you earn. Every winter hath its spring. Extravagance often leads to villainy. Endear yourself to all by worthy cts, Every wrong brings its own ven ;eance. Every tub must stand on its own bot 0111. Easy chairs sometimes hold uneasy Pcople. Evil communications corrupt good nanners. Everybody's business is nobody's musiness. Every man is the architect of his own ortune. EavesdroplerR never hear any good if themselves. Every person should be bland, cour eous and alible to all. Experience Is a dear school, but fools vill learn in no other. Experiences are more necessary to ome persons than to others. Ef'ective preachers always hit per ons who sit In others pews. Every person is sure of at least one rood friend if he will not abuse him eli. Every man Is bound to tolerate the Let of 'vhich lie himself sets the exam >le. Embark In no enterprise requiring apital unitil you shall possess the cap tal necessarv for success. Every act of dlissipation and every pree of drunkenness robs the mental )arts offomie portion of its growvthl. EpI)demlCs are not p)rovidentlal, but hoy proceed from causes as natural as reC those of tornadoes andl earthquakes. The Lace-Hark Tree. The ordler T1hymelacce, or "D)upnads,'' omprises a very interesting group of >iants, whlether wve regard them as ob ects of floral beauty, or look at them rem ana industrial po1 it of vlewv. Tihie samo of the order Is derived fromn thy nelwa, a p)lant mientioned by the an dents, Th'le p)lants includedl in this ~roup are shrubs or low trees, withl en ire leaves, perfect flowers, tubular col red calyx, and small roundl hairy fruit nolosed in the persistent base of the p)e ianth. They are remarkable for thleir crnd am(l caustic bark, the inner por. ion of which is composed of interlaced Ibers, extremely tough, but easily sept trable, and hience often usedl for miak ng cor'dage. Tihe plants of this order >OCu~ra great abundance in the cooler arts of India, South America, South Africa, and Australia; a few also oc mr In Europe. Among the Dupnads miay be mentioned the ata daphnoldes, ~he bark of wvhich Is manufactured In M[adagascar into ropes; the Daphne ~holua, the inner bark of which Is made intd a soft paper in Nepaul ; and Daphne sannabina, used for the same purpose in Dhina, Tihie only representative of the order foung in North America Ia our ommon leathier wood or wlcopy (DWea alustrls), the bark of which, on ac eount of Its great toughness Is used (or making ropes, baskets, etc. Among other curious products of Jamaica usu iliy brought home by travelers, speci meons of the "vegetable lace" of that Island are alwvays sure to be found. 1'he plant which produces this is the Laeta lintearta ( formerly called Daphne Iagetta), or lace-bark tree, othierwilse known by the native name of legetto. It is a small tree,25 to 80 feet high ,grow Ing in the most Inaccessible rocky places of the island. Its inner bark consists ot numerous concentric layers of fiber, which Interlace in every diree~ tion, forming. f1pe messhes, and by lat oral stretehing Isi made to preseni, a atriking resemblance to the mnt&dell eate manufactured lace, whence the common name of the tree. It is said that Charles II. received as a present from the Governor of Jamaica a cravat, frill, and pair of ruffles, made of this material; and, to this day, it Is used for bonnets, collars, and otier aaltcles of apparel. Travelers state that the Creole women take delight In decora ting themselves with this filmy mate rial for evening wear, sttiding it with the brilliant lire beetles, or eueijos, for which the West Indies are noted. Tle elYect Is certaluly very beautiful. I Mlstako. McWhacker is a very thnid young man mii some respects. The other evening he dropped in to see the charming young lady who statnds highest in his estimation. 1Ie had been in her company about long enough to talk the weather threadbare, when she aid : "J ust exc"use me at momen. est erday I received a present of a nice book, I'd like you to see it." "l)on't get. it." "'Yes, hut I will,'' Ale went on laugh ingly. '''lease don't,'' lie protested. "D1on't you like pretty books wit I purple covers and butterflies fluttering on a gold round l' "Indeed, I don't." "Don't you like verses?" "Not any in mine, thank you," he re )licd. She jumped away to get the hook in 3pite of himn, nid his hair stood up, his eyes lared w ildly, and the veis of his face and neck stood out as Ihick as clothes-poles. When she got. back he hurriedly said "Yo must exCuse m1e ; I have no lead pencil with me." "Yes ; but that makes no liffc, -ace. Now, then, we'll open with something about i forget-me-not. "N(1 we wOn't, either,"' he perSisted. "I reel sick. I think I'll ask you to excuse :1W.'' "Perhaps you would like to take lie look with you." "No, 1 thank you." "Why, I always thought you admired Itoore." ''Ias that, Moore ?" he agked, his features brightening. "Of course it is." 'Then he drew a aigh of relief, his wonted ,heerfulness return'+d, while he whispered: "'Pardon me, Laura ; I thought, you were swooping down on ine with an autopraph au, in which to indhite something.' She accepted his apology and he didn't eave-that is, until about" three or four iours later. sasuly" tur ltKrrectlonistui, The death of Miss Susan Shepherd, of Wayne, Ohio, cast a gloom over the entire ommunity in which she lived. IIer funer tl -took place from the residence of her [)arents. and wits unusually largely attended, 11iss Shepherd's disease was of ia character o baflie tha skill of the best medical talent >f that vicinity and of Oshorn, and there Was, it is said, great diversity of opinion as o the proper mode of treatment. After her death her family offered the attending physicians an opportunity of making an lutopsy, but they did not avail themselves >f the privilege. The friends of the de ,oensed seemed to feel t mt they had just reason to fear that her body would be ex mmed, an' the thought of her grave being robbed grew upon them so strongly and was 3o repulsive to them that, as a matter of Isafety and precaution, it was thought best to inter her remains in a grave in the yard it her parents' residence, instead of in the 3raveyard at Osborn. Accordingly a grave was dug in the yard, a few feet. from the rront door of the residlence,11ind her reminus lie beneiath the beautiful flowers and1( ever greens which she had loved so wvell, and which had been cultivated and1( reared by icr own fair hands. Tro make assurance loubly sure that her grave would not be :lespoiled, a quantity of nitro-glycerine was 10 glaced in the grave that should ghouls mtteimpt to roh it they would be hoisted by I petard that would effectually end their in [amous career. Howv to Camp Omit. With regard to the p)rovlslons to be taken, that is a matter wvhlehi the party should settle for themselves, as it de pends altogether upon the amount of money they desire to invest and the kind of' food they intend to einjoy. It mIght be said, however, that the most enjoyable meals are those w hiich are of the plainest and most primitive charac ter. In fact fact the hum bier the fare the better, both wilth respect to the principles of health and cost. These suggestions are giveni as a result of auctual experience, but as already ob.. served the question of living~ is to be measured only by the purse and those directly interested. While nothing Is needled in the way of redl necktIes, wvhito kids adid purple gaiterettes, care fuli attentIon shiouIld be gIven to the little tihings you wIll surely require, but cannot buy in tihe woods, or possi1 bly in "the only country store" for miles around, even to a stout-blade jack-knife. The Effect of a "Cld Wave," It was early in the evening, while the thermometer marked ninety-four in the shade that a young man was seen stagger ing down West Broadway. Hie stumbled into the guttet, and when an officer assisted him to lisa feet and conunanded him to " come along," he began sobbing bItterly. " What is the matter ?" the officer asked gruffly. " My (hile) heart is broke I'' he sob,bed. "Yer drunk," tihe officer said1. "Where yer from? " "Chicago," lie answered. Then lie sobbed and continued: "I (hilo) came to Now York to (hie) meko a fortune for the gal I love. (Hi1e) told 1hcr so. *Told (hieo) her I'd die for her. And when I (hic) went to bid her good-bye she (ic) waved me a cold adieu--gave me (h~ a cold wave. It (hie) broke my heart. "Did yer bring it with you?t", asked ,the~ offr, eagerly, as he mppped his brow. Just ten e1Ogutof wind blew thp officer's hat ao'~to~et. The "cold c~q (onte. Itemariable Vitality. Col Jonies, of Lotuisialina, was lynched for the murder of Gen. Lydell. IlIe fought a duel before the war and re ceived an onnce rifle ball through his heart. lie not only recovered, but was never afterward troubled with disease of that organ, from whloh lie had pre viously suffered. At the time of his killing he was shot i,n less than a dozen times with heavy charges of buckshot before he expired. A privatesoldier in Powers' regiment of Confederate cav alry, while charging at Olive Branch was thrust through the bowels with a bayonet, and literally "pitehforked" from the horne, but lie disengaged him self, staggered to his feet and split his assailant's skull in twain with a sabre. Within four months he was again lin active service. T. B. Edwards and E. )aigrce, of the Second Louisiana Cav alry, were both shot through the bow - cis at the battle of Rafourche Crossing and were pronounced by the surgeons as fatally wounded, the bullets not glancing as in some othe+r cases, but, cutting through the Intestines. l4oth men recovered and did dut,y afterwards in two or three campaigns. Au gitate Morey, a scout for the Trans Mississippi army, was shot between the eyes, the bullet lodging in the back of his head, where it Is yet. After his fall an Ohio infantryman rushed up ant transtixed him through the breast with lils bayonet. Morey was found alive on the field and sent by his cap tors to a prison hospital, from whence lie was exchanged in tinm to have sev eral brIshes with his foes betore the I nal "11+reak up." I saw him in 1868, and Ie told me that he had never suf fared any inconvenience fiomt the lead en pellet, that he was carrying in his cranium. In 1866 1 made the acquaint ntee of a retired old lieutenant colonel of the French army, and he showed inc a ghastly wound he had received from an artillerymnan's cutlass at the storm ing of the Malakoff. The cut had been down tirough his left shoulder, sever tng his collar bone and nearly lopping oil that arn. That side of the old gen tlieman's body was about an inch lower than the other, but he was tiot other wise bothered by the Crimean reminis rence. tutmer Drinkx. yllull the s1tiiinier season and the heated term arrive the thought natu rally arises, what are the best things to oat and drink without promoting over - heating and indigestion ? Heretofore it has been customary to prepare 'sodas' mixed . with syrups artificially made from chemicals, which, while giving ,he flavors of fruits, i mpregnatod the aystein with deleterious compounds. uInt lately the pure Juice of the fruit, Ibeing amalgamated with pure white mugar, has taken the place of the uin wholesome compoundts. It is necessary :o fermient the juice in order to keep it, %ud when so fermented it is bottled and put away for the'next seson. When he time comes'to prepare the syrups for market,-the white sugar is boiled by iteam, after whlch the juice of the fruil t 8 added. There are many varieties of Pruit syrups that can thus be utilized ror making summer dirinks, and if con mumers are positive in,their demand for pure fruit syrtip,' atid take noe other they will not only prove agreeable bit riso lie Lth y and colng. TPhese varlo bles cormprise stra wberry, raspberry, pilneapple, blackbetrfr, grape, vanilla, lemon, orange, orgeab, 'ginger, sarsa partila and a compound of all under the name of sherbet. ~By mixing these syrups with eveni cold water, a pur~e, cooling drink can be secured at a small expense5 antd without leaving homne, as the miariner of pricking the syrups is such that every family can have arn as.. sort,menit otn their pantry shelves withr~ out ocenpiyirig much roojn oi entailiagA~ anty very heavy gypoga9 TIhie trade iii purr'syrup~s .has lately. lgecomne an ex tensive one, exceedinug that transact.ed in former yeats its the chemical corn pounds, wvhichi are beig rapidly driven from the market by the pure fruit Juices. It is estimated that the antnural sale, although comparatively in its in Pianey, is from 25,000'to 50,000 cases of one denr bottles each, containing either a pint or a qualrt, according to the desire of the puirchasers. Lrargo quantities are also sent abroad ini bar r ois, but tihe greater part finds mar-ket. in the bottle form; the attractive labels, wvhich are very expensively get tern up, being the trademark .securinig the businiess. A Serious Fail. "You arc very late this norning, Mr. Jitnks," was the gruff halutationi of a city merchant to one of'his clerks. "Do not let It happen again." "Very sorry," sAid the clerk, humbly. "1 riet with's serious fall." "Ah, indeed," said the merchant, re lenting. "How did lit happen ? Are you hurt much ?" "Pri:Icipallyv sir, in your'estlmation,' said the clerk respectfully. "Oh, never mind," said the merchant in a kInder tQne; "never umind that. I commlsserate -you, .We;are all liable to accidents. How .di1 y99 get the fall?" "Well you see, sir," said the clerk, confidingjy, "Iwas.called quite .early. this mornig-in fact,,0O9 will observe, sir, somewhat earligrQvpn than usual." "Alh I "Yes, sir di b a ~ f6w 1, othe' claimo'd tlio h g~h A~A tone, fo~ i w ftof o(eo$*b air sii &