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TI-WEEKLY EDITION. WINNSBORO, S. C., SEPT1MB.1ER 9, 1879. VOL III.-NO. 95. THE PRINCE IMPERIAL. On Longwood's.shoro the exile stands. Despair upon his haughty faco ; Behind him clasped his ust less hands That fain would rule the human race, Victor of many hostilo lands, Ho falls in peace-to hun disgrace. The iron g rdlo round Sedan Grows narrower yet ; no man can fly ; Ilo lights for death, that broken wan, Capitulates, and does not die. Not then-while yet the eagle floats Above a cause worth fighting for Btut east out by his peoplo's votes. He fades, like his great ancestor. At Chisolhurst an Empress weeps; liaif-niast the flags of England wave , While far away our sold:ors sleeps Securely in a soldior's grave. Vhat'or the name lie might have won, No grander this in victory's breath "lio of his raceo achieved alone Thlo glorious end-a hero's death." Last of the Caribs. You have often told me that you know the island of Martinique. Then you have heard them speak of the Caravelle. It is a wild isthmus, so called by the sailors from a Spanish wreck. The sea is always rag ing wild enough there. Ahi, you should see the waves as they leap madly on the rocks. Then they break into drizzling white foam-sheets a furlong broad-and then fall back in vain. And it is always going on: it never ceases. There my father's house was situated. But farther down, the country changes cntirely ; it becomes perfectly fascinating. 'T'he two sides of the istlhmus resemble two fairy lakes. It was for this reason that its proprietor, the Count de Saint Croix, called it f3eaut Sejour-the beautiful home. The Saint Croix family and ours formed, so to speak, only one, we were so intimate. Francis, the Count's only son, was like a brother with my sister and me. Any who had seen us, three-in-hand, running, like deer, over the sand, our hair lifted by the breeze, mingling our merry laughter with the murmur of the waves, would have believed that there are some happy beings here on earth. Our greatest pleasure was to run out on the caves, or sandl-bars, and a hunt of shells. We left at sunrise, a little basket on our arms. The songs of the negroes fishing in their log canoes, came to its over the water. One winter lay we returned from rmi ning on the sands. It was an evening fore boding storm. Distant lightmings darted across the sky. Julia was delayed by en deavoring to tear up from a seafan a shell. The tide rose until the shad-bank on which she stood became an,'island. The poor girl became alarned, and lifting her arms, cried aloud for assistance. Her long, black braids flapped in the the stormi-wind, and coiled, like serpents, around her neck. 'rTe negroes, hearing the cries, came In their canoes. Before they arrived, Francis had swam across, and stood by his sister, supporting lItr. They carried her beneath the palm trees which bordered the shore. With her arms entwined around her brother, she cast, on him glances of love; but from time to tinie looked regretfully toward the island. "'Who will bring inc my shells?" she cried, at last. And, as if she had power to command the elementary spirits, there suddenly arose a deep, strange voice, which exclaimed' '1." A man of copper hue, grey eyes, bushy browns, long hair, dripping with salt watdr, came forth from t,he waves, hearing the wished-for shells. "Father Sassa!" cried all the negroes. Father Sassa was neither white, nulhtto, muor black, lie was of the inii-nious5 Ciarib race. ils faiiully, a last ron nant of the original tribes found by the Spaniards, had escaped the massacre of civilization and takenu refuge among the rocks of our wild p)eninsula. hut the fanmily hatd bieen sadly reducedl und(er' the English rule of the is land, and Sassa survived. He bore the title of eacique, though without subject to rule. His 'name was Sassaggari, but the blacks, following their custom of giving diminu tives, always called hiim Father Sassa. Hie bad brought the longed-for shells to Julia. When lie first heard her cry, lie had plunigedl into thme waves. ''Alh I what a horrible shell I" I cried, perceiving a dlark mass in the hand of the Carib. "Why, 'tisn't worth the pain it. rs cost. Throw it back into tIme sea, Father Sassa." "To the seali to the seal" cried all the negroes.. But the Carib, deaf to these murmu rs, advaniced with us uinder the shade of the cocoa trees. ''Little whites," said he, "yelulove what shines and for that reason do not throw away tis shll. It is colorless on the suir face, but it gleams wilthtin. 'rThe stars of night have marked its heart." "What, Father Sassa," we cried, "do you mean to say that you cnn see through the shel11 ?" ThIe cacique stretched out a hand toward the last rock of the Caravelle, whtero lis little hut glegmedc out and vanIshed every moment in the frequent lightiting. "Come there," said he, "and you will learn more. And entering his canoe lie disappeared. The lghtning.grew more brillliant ; large drops quickly falling announced a coming tropical hurricane. We hastened home ward, betitng-the shell. The next miorning thme banana trees beaten down in the fields, the uprooted trees bprne a,far by torrents, weretIhe only indicatoria of the storm of the previous night. The heaven ind the sea rested, calm and bmeauti Tui,. after - their wild passions had been gratified.. We started for the eabin of Father Sassa. We found the Carib seated on a large stone before his dwelling, preparing nets for fishing,.e Seeing us h.e raised his heavy eyebrows; his atrange eyes- gletinled, as with a gratified fnoling that we had rememp hered him and what lie hind told us the eve ning be)fore, -"Who gao 'me this twine to mejid my nets ith f" aid heO ", IJat{ier 8essa," epifed iulia a J"Whie gave-l1e:tl$5ngoodkilfte tbo&it the twine, make the wooden neoes, mr my danbin Itm ree, entrve my canlo6i 9 Tolow etehr youi -Q S8 tgt wuldal it tshgeks oat im 60~trof your' heady should be ni t I'd .~esg~r artsthe Ut le rpater and mistress struggling against the sea ; he went 1nder the water; he saved their shell." "But what is this shell, Father Sassa? I inquired; "and what was the meaning of ill the sorceries of Zombi (a negro fetish), which you told us yesterday evening under the cocoa trees ?" ''Seel" said the Carib, pointing with his linger to the fragment of shells heaped up ttrotund his hut, "see what remains of Sas saggari, my rather, who was the first in these lands to walk securely beneath the tleep.' We Observed that the shells were of the wame kind as ours. ''The white strangers chased our fathers from their home. We are not. negeoes. To escape from slavery the old Sassaggat i em barked his family in his canoe; but he woui not, leave behind him the shells which bring luck to the fisherman and keep ifar the witclcrafts of the water. The whites suspected some mystery. 'T'hey broke the shells against the rocks. Furious it findina- nothing. hut the white gleam of the shells, they persued us-we rowed in vain. They shot all except me, who saved myself by swinming under the water. I have caught since then far more than they have snapped r p, the blood-suckers. The roo* only, besides Sassaggari, knows tle nest where they slumber. lit keep the ihell of yesterday, little whites; when it ;peaks, Sassaggari will reply. lie who iings in the shells the plaints of the sea, mnd who paints the sunrise on their faces, will make the stars of heaven sink into heir heart." So the Carib spoke. lie was notionless, his glance sweeping afar to the verge of the horizon. We silently left. hum and gained our 3ool hall before the burning noon made it nitolerable without.. But these early happy days were coming o an end. We were about. to' 1uit this leasant paradise for new scenes. We grew up. Our parents spoke of ending Francis and me to France. When ulie heard this she sighed-was agitated. One evening my father came home from he town and said that passage had been aken for us on board a vessel which would iail in two weeks. My poor sister, the news was terrible to ler. I think I can see her now during these lays. She would sit for hours under a aIm tree, looking at the de blue sea. Once when Francis stole up to her, tak ng her hand, he said in the tenderest tones: "My lily, what is it you see there at the ottom of the sea?" "I see," she replied, "the while sail of a ihip which hbears you far away-away! " The Count consoled them both, and, >assing his hands over the golden curls of lis boy, said: "You love Julia very much, then. "Yes, papa; and were I never to see her igain, I would drown myself." The (lay of departure came. We hade ilieu. Julia, pale as a sheet, cane to us wvith her shells. She gave the finest to Francis, and, tak .ng me by the hand, said: ''Jtiles, 1 give you this horrible old shell; lon't forget that I found it that evening yhen Francis saved my life. Keep it in nemnory of your sister and of her love for Francis.' Six years later, during the winter of 1747-8, a young n'an completed a highly muccessful course of studies at the Univer iity of Paris and entered arisloertiic life. Lt was the Vicompte do St. Croix. We made our preparations to return to tIartinique. Between our departure and he wedding there came an obstacle. This :bstacle was a revolution. The freedom of the blacks was pro :lained. The Count (Ie St. Croix was ruined. le hoped to save his crop by borrowing. The money was obtained and wasted in vain efforts. Francis rose in dirnity and energy dur ng this trial. "I *1* o:ercome this dis ister," lie said. "i wv ai not be crushed. I will go to America; a few years of labor, mid we shall lbe reunited, antd Julie shall 3e mine." lic left soon for Ilavre and for New York. Not long after his dlepartunre his rather, the old- Count, arrivedl in Paris. Ile ioped to obtain from the Gloverinent somec ndemnity for his lost estate. Fvery effort was in vain.- One morning the p)oor (old Doiunt totteredl into my room, and, casting limnself on thme sofa, exclaimed: "All is losti" in su(hlen alarm I started up to relieve iim, andi so suddenly as to overthrow a weavy tab e. Owig t.o its concussion, the portr aits oif .Jull-, wvhich hung on the wvall, rell to the ground, and1 with it the shell, which rested upon the portion of the frame. As the shell fell it separated Into two por Lions, from wvhichi rolled three white balls.. They were the three stars of night-three ext.remiely large, immenisely valuable pearls I That very day the first jeweler In Paris gave us $80,000 for the thn'ee pearls. We met again in Martinique. TPho mar riage was solemnized. We sought the 0old [ndian,- and cast ourselves, shedding tears af gratitude, into his arms. "Father Sassa," saidh Francis, "You told u18 the truth. We found the stars of heaven In the shells of the sea." The eyes of thiechief shone with a strange light. "Who were kind to the poor Indian? Who gave him woodl for his canoe, a knife for fishing? Who were good to him? for all that children, follow mel" lHe placed his hand on a great smooth stone, or rather rock, which seemed east, where it was by the fury of the waves. "Sassaggari goes to the south, Hie goes to the hidden land to join his fathers. T1here they live in the city, where all Is gold, where the race of the Incas of tho south and the Aztecs of tihe north talk the old sacred language of the serpent and of the sun. There the voice of the white was never heard. Children, adieu '" lIe rolled away the stone. It covered the entrance of the ecav, In which we saw piled high hundreds of shells, containing pearls." We stood bewildered at the, sIght of kuolri enourmnous weg~ith, and then tutrned to embrace the Carib. iIe had dIsappeared. But far, ofi', in the last rays of the setting sun, vanishing in its purple mist, we saw a eanoe patddled by one dusky form, wnhich wavedl us an adieu. We had gained a million. ; On the grotto we had placed the inscription:0 "The Bassa gari, list of the (laribs of tiiis isle," ' Yoti ai'e mndre gt're dt499 { end if yoni .egard yoursel( ed" d1ian prdi ,ta tIlt, with plentfoQ hiA Work e~r 19l1, Ehan) it you* 'thi y 6f a g r ofgenius and "spdd grt,hatEou m~ay convince poo. n1e ti 4tM nat like athat e lk, The First Pair of Pants. When the eventful time arrives in which the pants are finished, the earth is hardly large enough to containi our embryo young man. llow his eyes shine, and how his cheeks glow I and he struts like a pea cock with all sail set, and thrusts his arms to the elbows into the capacious pockets, which will, in a short time, be filled with a miscellaneous collec tion of t Inc. fish hooks, old buttons, ntails, jack knives, whistles, angle worms, spruce gum, bullets, hard-shell ed bugs, fragments of stolen cookies, and other articles usually found In boys' porket.s. All the aunts in the house nmnst ad mire him in his new toggery. All of them must kiss him and shake him, and tell him he looks like a man. le will tuck the legs of his new pants into his stockings by the time he has them on an hour, to make lelieve the stockings are boots and the streets are mnu:ldy. le will sit cross legged like papa, and tip over backward in the vain attempt to put his heels on the table, like Uncle Jack does when he Is reading and smoking. If you want to make hhn vour mor til enemy for life, insinuate'htat he is too small for pants and call him the baby ! llow his blood will boil I and how all the revengeful elements In his boyish ieart.will conie to the front, and lie will tell Tommy Jones you are a nasty old Ching ! and lie wishes you'd fall in a well as Towzer did I Among his young companions, the boy with his first pair of pants is a gen eral-in-chief. IIe issues orders which are obeyed. The mud-pie-making bits Iness goes agreeably to his commads. lie "bosses'' the playing horse and "tmg ' proceeding, and puts down the ot.her boys unnercitully with the cry: "Don't mind them I They're only girls in petticoats and gowns I" To all the callers at his house, he says at on1ceC n"See limy new Pants!'' and then he shows the pockets and stretches out his dumpy little legs, and feels proud and happy in a inannci' that will nover come to him again. Ile wants to climb trees and ride horses, and stand on his head, like the other boys; and if the new pants con tinuc intact for a week, under the strain Inflicted upon them, then the cloth was genuine, and the tailor was loyal to his profession. Never laugh or ridicule the boy with his first pair of pants I If there is anything in this world as unalloyed enjoyment, do not meddle with it. Let no scornful smile come over your face when you see the exulta tion of -the boy in his lrst pair of pants I The man who would willingly mar such a state of felicity would steal the cents off the eyes of a (lead ioler-li-I 1w. Death ot a Doporado. John Barrett, a New York hurglar, con fined in Sing sing prison, lately out raged the laws of that penal Institution, and oli cers McCormick and Mackin were detailed to bring him down stairs. He was led out of his work cell to the main hall i _ front of the chaplain's office, but while staniding there lhe continually kept his hands in his p)ockects. lie wvas told to take his hands out andi( fold his arms, but as lie was raising his armis to 1 old thenm lie step)ped back somellwhat, and1( one of the ofilcers saw. that lhe had a sharp knife in his hands. Oflicer AlcCormick at, once struck at him wvith his cane and( drove him b,ack, and( just as oi cer Mlackin wais wvarned that Barrett hadi a knife, the convict p)iuniged it iinto Mackin's left thigh, inflictig an ugly wound several inches deep. The woundi(ed man31 having h en cared for by others, Ofmier McCormick pur~sued( Barrett, who, by this lime had( fled to the North end of the yardl. Reinforce mnits soon1 camel upi, b)ut the convict, who was a young man of about twventy-one, was too fleet for his pursuers, lie had( disap) peCaredi and for a time their search was fruitless. Oflicer Good, who had in the meantime been ordered to join in the chase, hiappened( to pass through the moulding 51101. There lie was informed by one of thte workmen that Barrett had( just been ini there and armed himself with several pieces of iron knowr as "sprucs," and( that lie had( climbed up the roof. Quick as light ning Good jumipedl through one of the win dows that cover the roof, and( lie had just one foot otutside when cue of the heavy "sprues " was hurled at him, but fortunate ly It only g. azed his htead. Barrett hallooed to him: "If you comec near me PIll kill yell." The convict was then'about, fift.en feet from the onficer, while another keeper was stationed( at the other endl of the roof. Good called upon himii to suirrender, wvhen, in reply, another sharp piece of iron was hurled at him. The officer then (drew his revolver and fired without taking aim1, ad vancing at the same time steadily, but can tiously, along the roof. The shot, however, did not frighten Barrett a single mioment. F~romn the roof lie went through a window into the cupQia room, this time followed by both officers. There, too, he (dled both of them to approach, and wvhile one of them called for more help, the follow escaped from the roof down into the moulding rooms to tihe very spot where his ordinary workinlg place was. That was about half past eleven o'clock. lHe wvas now once more in the midst of his comrades with only a few keepers around him11. Thlere ho stood, aa the pursuing officers found him, leaning against a hugo water tank, andi, having armed himself in the ic&antimie with a "rammer "--a most formidable tool used in tihe foun@,1y-ho defied the efilcers to come near him. UIlit in this and the ad jolIdng shop -some two .hundred conviots are employed. When they heard the noise they all camne rushing on as if ready for a fight. One fellow went, up to Barrett and whbispered words of cheer to him, telling hitni td ld hs' grund, they would all satied. byn him.. 'hus' .ilcouraged, atill ~ot1g the "rammer" In one hanc the took t1hthe other a riveting hammer Io thle shelf tetin#;g ir and thon astinging it with deflance at thu oflicers. It was now a critical moment. Th'e whistle had just blown for dinner, and some of the convicts were forming in line. Extreme caution had to be taken now by the oilicers. The least mistake on their part, and over two undred convicts would have hurled all the mass of iron and tools that lay around in the shop at their heads, and made short < work of them. Taking In the situation at I a glance, Biglin, the chief keeper, began to parley with liarrett, telling him not to make a fool of himself and to surrender. Ba. ret.t said : '' I f you promise not to pad dile me for this I will go." Biglin, how over, made no promise. "''hen," said Barrett, "I'll be G d d if I surren- t tier I " swinging his formidable weapons I uellantly at the officers. Over a hundred 1 convicts were cheering him on. Once more 13iglin urged him to surrender, but Barrett raised his hanimer and was about. to hurl it it Biglin's head when Officer Good again Irew his revolver and said: " Barrett, if you tire that hammer I'll shoot you." De- I risive laughter, groans and catcalls now nirose from all parts of the foundry. The I line of convicts which had been formed 1 p>reparatory to dinner, was broken, the men were circling a r:mnd the oflicers, crowding them on, hooting and yelling. Somebody in the back part of the foundry here called >ut: "Ie dare not shoot!" Then arose the I ary all around the oflicers: '"You are cow- e ards I You dare not shoot I" and it became f Iligh time to show them at least that the ihooting-irons were ready. Up went the revolvers from half a dozen pockets, and, while Ollicer Good kept his revolver pointed it Barrett, the other ofilcers, having sta tioned themselves in a semi-circle, pointed theirs at the threatening convicts, some of c whom had now begun to reform their line. I "I am going in that line," exclaimed Bar- c rett. " If you do," said Good, "it will not be well for you." Barr9tt's object cvi lently was to go with the convicts into tho ness-rcon. and, with the ald'of the twelve 1 hundred fellows there assenbled, create a t eneral revolt. With all the appearance of P R leader among desperate ijten, lie swung ( his weapon deflantly to and fro. "11 am 1 going in that line ; do what you (1 n p)lease," lie exclaimed next, and made a notion as if to leap iii the gangway, whitner the the other convicts had been t Iriven by the ugly appearance of the ofil- I er's revolvers. Seeing, however, that le I :ould not get there he lifted his heavy C hanuner and was aiming it at Ofileer Goodt when, just as he raised it over his head eady to strike, Good fired. Barrett slum !led into the gangway. He was with his - 3omrades now, but. a dead man. The mo- L neat. this shot was fired the convicts scat ered, they had seen that the ollicers meant nusiness; and while several of the latter mad now come forward with drawn revol vers to protect their fellow keepers, Oflicers Bliglin and Good carried thd dead body of s Ihe convict to the hospital. Mie had lived C ust four minutes after lie had been shot. 1 A Venal Lawyer. An 1rish lawyer, named Grady, had wit ind intellect, but neither manners nor con icience. The following anecdotes reveal ats character : He had been elected one of I he members for Limerick in the Irish I House of Commons, and soon became one )f the Government's staunch supporters. t When remonstrated with on going against ,he wishes of his constituents who were op posed to the Union, he very resolutely de clared his ideas to be strongly in favor of dliat project, and hinted the Government I hiad made it worth his while to vote for that measure. "What I" cried his indignant remonstra tor, "do you mean to sell your country ?" "Thank God," cried this pure patrIot, "that I have a country to sell." le was very coarse in his expressions, n,id when reminded that he owed his posi ilon to his constituents, lie saidl:.. "I care nothing for my constituents ; I et nothing good from them. Sure, If I' anly shamke hands with them, they give met lhe Itch." Grady exercised much influence in court,' hy what lie ternied his "'jury eye." His right, ey wvas constantly uised i winking at the jury when lie wished them o note some particular answer from an ad- 1 ver se witneSS. Appeasing in court one morning in his f iUpressed spirits, which, for one of rather isual joyous templlerament, was very un isual, a sympathizing friend said : "H arry, are you unwell ? You are not i us lively as usual." "Hlow can I be, my udear fellow ?" he an-c mweredl. "'What's the matter wvith you3?"' "My jury C/C is out of order," wasc hle reply. Trying to Alitonishi a P'awnb)rokr'. The Imperturbblity and extreme cau ilon o)f the average p)awnibroker are pro verbiah, The other (lay a young man of an ixperimental and facetious tuirni of mind ~ esolvedh to astonish a p)awnbroker or (lie in t lie attempt. So, entering tIhe secret shrine, y [10 gave the ofilciating ponitiff a $10 e-old- t piece andM said: "Well, 01(d man I how t uinch'll you advance me on that ? " The pawnbroker testedl, rang and weighed the 30in, dropped a little aqtuafortis upon it, mid rep)lied: "I can let you have $4 Oin it." t " Four Erebuses ?" cried the young man; j " whiy, it's worth moreli " "Well, yes,' a mnswercd the pawnbroker ; " the gold is 1 good, evidently. But it's very ol-fashi oned-it was made in 1884-and isn't worth any more than it's weight In 0old metal. Besides, there is such fluctuation in gold andl sllvor. I've seen gold up. to 285, and silver dIown to 84. .. How do I r kiiow but that silver may go up to 285, and a gold down to 84?. I can't take any risks c in my busieess like that, you know I But y ['11 tell you what I'll do, seeing it is you; I a dlon't mind letting you have $5 on it. But Il dloii't let the boss know, for lie has the heart t disease, and the shock might kill him I" e "Gmmo $7, andl I'll takeo it I 's said the impetuous youth ; but the pawnbroher shook hiis~head lig.sternly that .he .knew it was no go; and so, picking up is $10 piece, lie departed, 1ie returned three minutes afterward, and throwing.down the same piece, said to the pawnbroker: "Say I can you gieme two $5 greenbacks for< this? I "Certainly, sir I"' said thei pawn broker calmuly, and produced the notes. "You sweet-scented old1 idIot 1 " Qd thie oung man as lao pocketed the bills "that's he same $10 pice that you wouldn't 1lei1i mo $7 on at'interest a mInute. atgo * "1 kcnod It, myfriend,n said he pavtpbi'bkr. "''hiat was business I that.was business 1 " --There is said to be a man in Alonu I towt, Pa., who has 1000 parrots for salae In the weddings of the poorer classes i Ireland this levying contributions m guests never takes place ; but how ver poor l'addy may be, his pride re rolts from the appearance o' poverty mn such an occasion. There is a col cction, however to raise a sum for lib irally compensating the clerical gentle nan who "has tied the knot," and in hn nouse of a rich fa rmer, this swells 1p to a good round sum. in Wales inong the small farmers and traders, he custom prevalls to this day of "bid ling,'' not single guests but whole 'amilies to a wedding. ''liat such an sdvent is to coic of1, with the where mnd when, is duly advertised in the ocal newspapers with a request that 11i persons who in times past, have ccn similarly obliged in that manner, vill attend, bringing presents for the >ride and bridegroom. Besides this, >articular and almost peremptory in 'itations in writing, are sent to each tousehold on whom the to-be-wedded Wlks may have some special claim for ormer generosity under like circuin tances. Presents of all sorts-food, lour, fuel, table, and chamber linen, ven sheep, lambs, calves, goats and >onies. are among the gifts. In Ger nany there is the "pay wedding," at vhich the bride receives her guests vith a basin before her, each person lepositing a jewel, silver spoon, or a Ilece of money, at the same time apol gizing for the donation being so far elow value compared with the dam el's deserts. In some parts of Ger many the rule is that the expenses of lie marriage feast shall be met hy each ;uest paying for what he eats and [rinks-just as if he were in a hotel, ut not at fair hotel prices. Thus the ntertainment sometimes extends over everal days, and the young people of en realize a sum out of the proflts suf Icient to start them fairly in life. rom one to three hundred guests are ften present throughoult these fes ivals. Sometimes the flow of pres nts takes a very different course.. In oland a lady is not regarded as elIgt ie for double blessedness until she vrought with her own hand, cloth and arments for each of her future lord's riends (groomsmen) accompanying im to the altar. In Norway, the clor ymen has to be propitlated with two r three bladders of mince meat, made y the hand of the bride, and a bottle r two of brandy. In that country cost presents nimde on wedding occa ions take the tangible form of larder upplies-at least among the peasantry nd artisans. In most countries, at the resent time, wedding presents may Ie said to abound. 'I'his system of in riting people to a wedding reception nd expecting them to make at valuable resent has become a serious tax, ani hough much iloney i tihis expended, he result is generally not quite satis actory. Eastern and Westoi Story Tellung. Its no use for an eastern man to try o tell a big story when there is a iwest rn man about. "When I was a young a11," saitd Colonel B., ''we liveti in ilinois. .Thle farm hiad been weoll vooded, and the stumps were prIetty hIck. Rut wve put the corn in among hem and managed to r'atse a fir cr01). hie next season [ did iny shiareo of th o loughing. We had a 'sulky' plough, ad I sat un the scat andi manatgedl the iorses, four as handsome bays ats ever man drew ireini over. One dlay I ounid a stump) right in miy way. .I ated to back otut, so I jt.ist said a wordl o the to in, anid if you'll lbelieve It they ust walked that plough righmt through hat stump as though it had been heese." Not a soul expressed sur' rse, but Alajor 8., who had been a lilet listener, remarked quietly, ''It,'s urious, but 1 had a similar experience lyself on cc. M1y mother alwvays made(1 ur clothes in those (lays as wvell as the loth they wvere mnade of. The old lady vats awful prtoud( of her homespun aid It was the strongest cloth In the tate. One day I had just ploughed birouigh a white-oak stump Ins the way ott speak of Coloniei. Butt it was a lit le too quick for mec. It came together efore 1 was out of the way, anti nipp d the seat of my trousers. I felt mean11 can tell you, but I ptut the string on ite ponies, anti if you'll believe it, they uist snaked that stump out, roots and 11. Something had to give, you now." An Oriole's spito Againsmt a Dlog. An incident interesting to stuidents of atural history occurred a few days ago at residence in Rochester, N. Y. In front i the house a small tree Ia growing, In vhich an oriole some time ago took up its bode, building a nest and evidencing an rtentlon to raise a family. The owner of heo house'has a spaniel, over which Iho has hot innumerable game birds within a few ears paswt. From the time the oriole began o build its nest it exhibited a marked an ipathy to the dlog, flying at hinm boldly whienever ho came In front of the house, nd pecking him until he retired from tihe old. This occurred several times, the bird ,Iways comning off victorious. Of late the nrobe has shown more objection .thtan ommon to the dog, perhaps because there noe now seome young ones in the nest. Re ently the unhamppy spaniel came out to lie an the front steps, butt was not allowed o enjoy his. rest umnbroken,, for tihe agiole swept down on him, peeked his bacok, appdni hi.eye, and ei tito thte hotien Y3ut his tr'dubledi16 and therefrthisbird went into thehtoe tftei him. beathzWghim conlt.nualiy. "My Lord, a Letter." Edwin Forrest's career as an actor furnished the fouindation for many a stories which he told with ,real .enjoy ment. One which was a favorite with him ran in this wise: While playing an engagement at one of the theatres in Philadelphia, he desired to produce at certain piece with it full and com plete east of characters. Among the minor parts was a page, whose duty it was to deliver a package and pronoutnce the simple sentence: "Mly Lord, a letter!" Mr. Forrest had attended to all the main ehareters with his usual care, and had it company entirely to his judg ment. This being the case he antici pated an exceptional success for the play when it, should be enacted. The lirst rehearsal of the piece was called, and Mr. Forrest who had entrusted the stage mainager with the duty of pro curing a lad to till the role of the page, asked if that personage was on hand and prepared. The manager assured i hilm the lad was In the theatre and 1 mastet of his lhnes. T1'hi! first two acts went off in good style and .lr. Forrest was in high spirits. At the opening of the third act lie took his seat in the chair of family state and waited the en trance of the page. It n% Its n1A a dress a rehersal antd hence each actor was in his every dat' clotling. Whenl the cue was given the page appeared. lie wit at sharp-featured, black-eyed lad, abott sixteen years of age. 11is gait was the Mixture of the strut of at dandy and the roll of a sallor. lie was clad t inl clothing coarse in texture and loud in color'. Ills panitaloonr was stuffecd in the tops of his boots and his hands encased in a pair of gloves of a decided lemon color. Ilad the Gorgon head ap- 1 peared to 1 lr. Forrest it could not 1, ave more effectively transformed hiin into stone. lie was speeclleas and motion less. While in this condition the page advatnced, and presenting- the package said : "My Lord, a letter.'' 11i; wonderI'll an d fearful appear ance of the had anI the inamner in which he pronounced the words, the latter partking of the best lualites of John U)"ens as Jakcy, t,he butcher lre mani, aroused all the humorous element of Nir. Forrest ind gazin g upon the lad for a moment, he said : "That will not do my boy. Try it again.'' The lad did trv again and again. But with no bettor success. lie could. not master the stage walk. lie could not captutre, hold and express the J meaning or pronunciation of the nes sage. It was "Iukey in all respects. .lut. the patience of J1ir. Forrest did not give way. lie saw the lad was in earnest and wished to help. At last he arose from his seat attnl said to the page: "Sit down, my boy, and I will show you how to do it." Acting upon the idea Mr. Forrest went to the wings, and advancing In his, best manner, presented the letter and pronounced the words. Then lay ing his hand upon the shoulder of the 1 lad, lie said In a kindly manner: "That is the way to do it, my boy. Cani you not act and1( speak it thatt mtan Th'le 1lad evIdently strucik with thme actinig of Mir. F"orrest iassumed a mnoire upriighit attItude, and saIdt in a bold, confident tone: "If' I could( (10 it that way, Mr. Foir irest, I wauld not iact for ft.y cents a< night.'" T1he itnswer' was so alpt and r'ead(y thait Mr'. Foi r'est could oinly aniswer : "RIght my boy, right.'' Blut lie did iiot forget, the page., A Forest Fire. Mr. and Mrs. Robeit Ufiner', and their daughlter', twelve yeitis old, (drove fromn Frackville, Shtenandoith, Pa., re cent,ly, it an ordliary ftam wa'igonii dra'iwn by two horses. After diriving alonlg awhile lhe observed that the woods wer'e on firie on both 81(de8 of the r'oad(. After' dr'iving thrmoughi the fire severail hundr'ed yar'ds, thme smoke be.. came so (dense that the tiraveleirs were neatrly suff'ocated1, iand they had to lie down it the wagon bed to pievent be lng smoothered. lie then turge(d the hor'ses into a gallop, having fir'st to be labor' them wvith a cudgel, and the race contlinuedl over the rotught mountain roatd for a considerable 'dIstance with t,he flames roariing on both sides, andl myriads of sparks falling In and about the wagon. Mrs. Uffner's diress caught flre, and her husband dropped the reIns to assist her in extinguishing it, when she tainted in his arms. While he was endheavdring to bring his wifeo baek to consciousness, the horses were tearing along at a breakneek speed, the wvagon swer'ved, jolted and swuang around in anything but a comfortable manner. Mrs. L finer became consooous 'in a few seconds, however, and just then her husband saw a cloud of dense black smoke enveloping the road., and know that they had reached che outskIrts of the fire and were safe. The travolors were all slightly Uiurned1, but fortunate ly escaped' without any serious injurmies. Some idea of the terrible heat they pasp . ed.thirough m~ay be had when .4t ls st. ted.that the, paint on the' wagot.wasi burned, entirely offr' and th{ hprMes~ hair was scorched in hundre,d o f places by the clouds df,sgarks that rl on themn. Q)n tp sam6 d4y'te o~i~ bus that carries,paseqpts frdfn.rAok ville to Sh'enondoah tn tbO 48t~t and the drWvt d a seterly 5a9%4 FQOI) FOR THOUGHT. From inordinate love and vain fear triseth all disquietness of heart and dis raction of the mind. My son, take it not grievously if some hink ill of'thee, and speak that which lou wouldst not willingly hear. 1)cath, to the Christian, i the funer ti of all his sorrows and evils, anl the r"estrrection of all his joys. '1'The first time a man deceives you, lie fault Is his; if he deccives you the iecond time, the fault Is your own. Circumstances cannot control genius; ,t will wrestle with them; its power will bend and break them to its path. The direct and proper act of faith is )f perpetual use and necessity, and then nost when there is least of assurance. He who, with wealth, has a true wife, t dutiful child, a true frl'end, may laugh udverslty to scorn, and defy the world. One moment of true love and happi less among years of sorrow is worth nore than a lifetiune of quiet, even mon )tony. The angel who ministers to a dying beggatr may hold himself as highly tonored as he who keeps the gate of leaven. They who prepare ti.e soil of the world for t1le sced are but little known; Por unto those who sowed is ascribed lie golden harvest. Looking up so high, Worshippig so ii lent-ly, we tramp out the hearts of lowers that lift their bright heads for 1s and (lie alone. A l>asstonato man should be regarded ,vith the siniie caution as a loaded blun lerbuss, which may accidentally go off mnd (10 its an injury. If none were to reprove the vicious, xcepting those who sincerely hate rice, there would be in uch less censor oaisness in the world. It is no small wisdom to keep silence n an evil time, and In thy heart to turn hyselt' to God, and not to be troubled .1y the judgiment of men. 'le 1man or woman whom excessive aution holds back from striking the invil with earnest endeavor, is poor mnd cowardly of purpose. When you hviye nothing to say, say lothing. A weak defense strengthens ronr opponent, and silence is less in urious tlan a bad reply. A true 111a11 never frets about his >hice inl the world, but ,just slides into t by the gravitation of his nature, and1a iwings there as easily as a star. 1>o not despise the opllion of the vorld; you niglit as well say that you ,are not a fig for the light of the stin, ecause you can find a candle. It is impossible to iuake people under illnd their ignorance; for it requires nowledge to perceive it; ai, there 'ore, lie that canl perceive it, htth it Iot. Let not thy peace depend on the ongues of incl; for, whether they udge well of thee or ill, thou art not )I that account other than tIiyelf. W here are true peice and true glory ? tre they not in Me ? -The deepost wretchedness often re iulta from a perpetual continuance o' letty trials. A chance look from those we love often produces exquisite or un tlloyed pleasure. A misfortune, like a storm in traavel ing, gives zest to t.he sunshine, fresh ses to the prospect, and often intro uices an agreeable companion for the emlailnder of our journey. Let every one swoep the drift from ias own door and not busy himsell' tbout the fiost on" his neighbor's tiles. Friendly letters should be written. )CCause the words spring spontaneous y fromi the heart, and not from a sense >f dutly. A contemplative life has mor'e thieap )carancee of a life of piety than anmy >thier ; but it Is tihe Dilvine plan to bring' 'alhito activity andt exercise. Th'le immnortality of'tho age says one, a withl 80om1 menO a standl(ing topic of - :omlplaint. llut if any one likes to be noral I can see nlotihing .in the age to >reventl hi n. "Doctor," said a gentlemlan to his llergynman, "how ennl I best traIn upl ny boy in thle way hie should go ?" "Bly ~oinlg thait wiay yourself,'' replied tile -overendl doctor. No one0 can over-estimate lisa owni ,veakness, or the dangers to which lie is ontinulaby exposedl; no0 one cani over tate the strenigth, and safely, and comn 'ort, of constantly abIding in Christ. Whlosoever would be sustained by lie hand of God, let him constantly ennI upon01 It; whosoever wVouldl be (de V'endeu by it, let him patlintly reposeC ilmself uinder It. To enjoy life you should be a little nlserable occasoionaily. Trouble, like ayenlne, is nlot very agreeable in itself, >ut it gives greater zest to other things. To write a good hand, wear a good (,at, and1( keep a good chlaracter, are the bhree-regulsitos for a young man whoe tins his own way to make in the world. One manl gazes on a beautiful land cape, ahd ho is thrIlled and satisfied. ~iothler gazes oni the same anld sees miuy good land for raising crops. Thle rislin hs the same1, but the capacity for 'eceiving enjoyment from it vastily dif.. 'eren t. Was that a merciful man, who, when io lay dyIng, said of' his vasli ea' thly )0ossessins, to the accumnulation cof' vhich lie bad dlevoted tihe whole .oner ~les of Is life-these things have cheai ed me out of my best int,erests for Oter' tity. WIt Is not the produce of study, ; t omes almuost as uanexpectediy oni theo peaker as the hearer. One of the first >rinciples of It is good temper. Thte irrows of wit ought alwvays to be feathi irod with smtiles:t when they fail in hat they become stoastne. Without thie preachlng 6f the Gospel ' well-governed' coilmunity beone4 awless;' a peacettul. copistunity Is in: folved in brolls; an in 1hi0eut coin nuanity becqu*ies ignor#tat a rich corn rnni.ty beobfthes vIilt( ad rhi, ' e mad a comnigntity that is poor' :beomes I'Vniit (9 n LV461 htba