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TRI-WEEKLY EDITION. WINNSBORO, S. C., JULY 20, 1880. VL V-o 7
Scene in a London railway station-depar
ture of emigrants for Liverpool.
Ay I mark ye well the anguish of the patting:
That cry of * Gone I"
Is wrung from hearts through which fierce
pain is darting,
All hope withdrawn
The souls of women and of children sma:ting
While life drags on.
Childless 1-but not through heaven's divine
affitotion,
Is helpless age;
And husbandless I-oh ! sorrow beyond flot'on,
Words cannot gauge I
And fatberless 1-where lies the benediction
That can assuage.
Speak not to tiom. The words or consolation
No help reveal.
Within that hour of awful separation
Think what they feel,
Bearing the pain'with lowly resignation,
That gold might heal.
Their lips are dumb. The instincts of impres
sion,
They know it not.
To bear the woes that fal in quick succession
Is all their lot;
They form no scheme that leads them towards
redressirn,
While tears fall hot.
Then gaze with coldnoss on their voiceless
wailing,
Ay ! if you can;
Think of the wanderer on the ocean uaihug;
Thou richer man I
0ould'st thou not bear his anguish without
quailing ?
Thon find some plan.
Such misery is not of heaven's sending,
For gold can ourse ;
The sorrows that are not beyond earth's mend
ing
Let none endure.
"With you," cries One in clouds of light as
cending,
"1 leave My poor I"
Margery's Secret.
Henry Fleet, the blacksmith, had a cosy
little house in Newburg, which he called
his bird's nest. It, with ten good acres at
tached, had been in the Fleet family for
three generations. The one son had al
ways followed the occupation of the sire,
as though they were born to the business.
Harry had a prido in his work, and to
those friends who had a large ambition for
him, he was wont to say "I was born a
blacksmith; I like it, and will remain one."
In his bird's nest nestled his wife, Marg
ery and his little son. They were the joy
and light of his work-a-day life.
For a number of year's Harry had been
a very happy man; but a cloud had gath
ered in the sky, and at last it had moved
along just over his cottage, and there it
obstinately stood. le had stood as bail
for an old friend who was in danger of los
ing his liberty in corsideration of certain
liabilities. The friend had lurched him.
Margery knew something had gone
wrong. He tried to keep the whole story
to hinself, but the shrewd little woman
managed to ascertain his secret trouble.
"You see, Margery, I don't mind, I can
work for you and the boy well enough,
but the homestead, there is no help for
it; that must go, and it has been in the
Fleet family ever since it was a wilder
ness,
Harry told her the responsibility. Said
he: "Old Squire Mitchell has it, and I
have mortaged the place. He has given
mue several months In which to redeem it,
but lie might as well take it now, Margery,
I shall be no better prepared to pay it
then."
Harry went to work, and JIargery to
ruminating. She had always-been able to
adapt means to ciubs, and supply the
means too, if necessary, for a wise little
thinking cap she was in possession of. Blut
this time she was sorely puzzled. She
spent the afternoon in endeavoring to plan
a method of relief, but it crept away and
she felt tired and defeated.
It was supper time. She heard her hus
band's foot strike the graveled walk at the
same time she was struck with an idea.
She put his supper on the table without a
word, and Instead of sitting down with
him as usual, said: "Do you mind looking
after the baby awhile ? I want to run out."
-A neighbor came in soon after and in
quired for Mrs. Fleet.
"She has gone out," lie replied.
"It must have been her I saw going
into Lawyer Knowles' office a moment ago,"
said the neighbor.
Harry did not reply, but he did not like
it. Young Knowles had once been a suit.
or of Margery's. A little wavering, at first,
his attention, for lie was a shrewd young
fellow, acute in his profession, and his per
sonal matters looking always to the main
chance, and Margery had no fortunie but
her face; though there was a rumor about
the time of her marriage that an uncle in a
distant part of the country had left her
property, more or less and her relatives
there had made it appear that she died in
childhood, and taken possession of it them
solves. But Knowles had lost his heart to
her so effectually, before this report that lhe
proposed, and had been unhesitatingly re
jected, greatly to the astonishment of him..
self and Harry Fleet.
Margary was an orphan, and had been
reared by HIarry's kind parents, and from
continued association with him had learned
to read his big heart so well that sue knew
who reigned queen in it long before lie had
courage to tell her. Hie, really, never could
see why she had preferred a plain man
like himself to one whom he considered so
inished in worldly greeces as young KCnow.
les. Harry did not like what transpired.
andithough too sensible a man to get jeal
ous at a trifle, he was not a little perplexed
wvhen his Wife made no mention of her
Bubble'is Learned oat,
Mr. Bubble was a well.to do old gent,
and if ho had any particular weakness it
was for training birds and aninals. His
house and barn were filled with them,
greatly to the disgust of Mrs. Bubble, who
hated everything of the kind. le had a
learned pig, a precocious rooster, a trick
dog, a comprehending cow, a marvelous
horse, an educated rat, and the Lord knows
how many other things. But as yet he had
no learned cat, and his heart yearned for
one, lie hatt tried to train two or three
different ones, but his trick (log had a trick
of worrying them out of existence, or out
of the neighborhood, and so Bubble was
still under a cloud. If he only had a learned
cat he felt that his cup of happiness would
be complete.
Finally he obtained a fine large specimen,
one quite large enough to take his own part,
so far as the dog was concerned, and he at
once set about educating him. Contrary to
his former experience, he found his new
delight quite tractive, and in a few weeks
he had "Tommy" so well developed that
he would pertorm several tricks wonder
fully well, and one afternoon, while enter
taining a company of friends to dinner,
Bubble had to tell them about his latest
animal wonder.
"You would be surprised," said he, "to
see what a genius there Is in that cat Tom
my.
Some one suggested that the wonderful
feline be summoned into the presence of the
company, and accordingly Tommy was
sent for.
'Now, my friends, as the preliminary
overture to his performance, I propose to
show you how nicely he can walk over this
table without disturbing the least thing, or
offering to cat whatever may be in his
reach."
Mrs. Bubble protested, but he would
have his own way, and Tommy was order
ed to leap upon the table and walk over it
carefully.
But learned cats are quite as unreliable
as any other, and Tommy didn't appear to
be ambitious for fame on that occasion.
The first thing he did was to turn around
and put lite hind foot in the butter. Then
lie started forward a little and in trying to
get at that buttered instep he knocked over
the cream pitcher, the sugar bowl, and be
coining morm,and more demoralized lie put
one of his fore paws into a cup of hot tea.
Then he g.tve a growl of pain and made a
dive to get aawy, knocking the tea-pot over
into Mrs. Bubble's lap, and receiving a cuff
which staited him in another direction, and
caused him to overset a dish of gravy. Into
this he stepped, and then Jumped upon the
head of an old follow without any hair, and
producing a stampede which tipped over
the table and produced a regular hurrah.
B bble was al the while ei . g: "Come
here, Tonmy, poor Tommy." but, his calls
were disregarded by that educated cat, and
Mrs. B. seized a stool and sent it flying af
ter poor Tom. The stool and Timniny
went through the window together, carry
ing away the sash and all at one fell swoop.
After comparative quiet had been restor
ed, Bubble tried to convince the company
that the cat was a little out of training, but
on account of a subsequent conversation
held between him and his wife, it is safe to
say that lie will not exhibit his learned cat
again right away.
White Houase Etiqotteo.
The ceremonious dinners at the White
House are as much matters of course as the
reception of the President's wife by day
and his own (usually called levees, no one
knows why,) by night. Custom has made
it obligatory on our Chief Magistrate to
give several of these dinners during each
session of Congress. A spacious apart
ment, forty by thirty feet, known as the
"State dining room," is provided for these
banquets. There is another smaller room,
where the President and his family take
their meals, and where they often entertain
their friends. Twenty or twenty--five can
comfortably dine therein. The "State
dining room" adjoins the red parlor and
has a door of comnmunication with that and
two with the hall. It has a handsome
carpet amid antique, substantial furniture,
including a solid mahogany buffet of the
largest size, which looks as If It had been
In use half a century at least. There are
two windows fronting south, reaching from
floor to ceiling; there Is a mantel-piece and
fire-place at one end of the room and side
tables ot mahogany In convenient places.
The walls are tinted a pale hue and paneced
with gilt bands. The table used for ban
quets is long and broad enough to seat forty
guests and leave abundant space for the
servants to pass around It. A mirror about
two feet wide and long enough to extend
near'ly the entire length of thme table Is one
of the hieiraooms of the White House, and
is always placed horizontally along the cen
tre of the table when feasts are given. It
has an ornate gilt frame and serves as the
foundation for the table decorations. There
are other handlsome ornaments belonging to
time White Houise which are sometimestused
these occasions, as, for example, the ia
wathma vase, representing Ihiazvatha in a
single-masted vessel on a crystal lake (a
mirror) on whose borders are representa
tions in silver of aqueous plants and amphib
ious animals. This vase was purchased for
the use of the White House by Mrs. Grant
at the Centennial Exhibmtion. The table
linen Is very fine. Thme glass is the finest
white cut glass, as thin as egg shelta. The
china is white Sevres, with a coloretl bord
er. The silver is massive, and for the de
sert the celebrated goldl forks andl spoons
which brought (down wrath on Van Buron
are used. China, glass and linen all have
an eagle and shield upon them and are
simply marked "President's House." The
dinners are tihe only oflcial entertainments
given at the White House at whimch refresh
ments are offered. Thme custom of offering
even the simplest collation at any of the
public receptions was long since abandoned,
not only becatuse It was impossible to pro.
vide food for the multitude which rushes
in on such occasions, but also on account
of the piggish way in which the crowd fed
and swilled lemonadt, throwing as much
on time carpets as Into the rapacious mouth.
Those who are entertained at thme State din
ners are members of the Cabinet, Judges of
the Supreme Court, Senators amnd Repre.
sentatives and tihe foreign ministers. Thme
wives of all who are miarriedl are asked
when thie husbands are; these dinners are
never "stag-parties." When a foreigner of
high rank, who may be regarded in afny
sense as representing a foreign nation or a
sovereign visits Washington, he Is usually
dined In state at the White Hfonse. It Is
etiquette not to decline an mutation to one
of these feasts for any reason of lass mag
nitude than a death in the family or severe
Illness. Previous engagements, however
important, must be canceled when an invi.
tation to dine with the President is received.
Once during the last session a ninler of
Congress and his wife, who gave very cle.
gant dinners, invited most of the foreign
ministers and their wives to dine with theni
on a certain day. All accepted, and the
dinner was in process of preparation, when
1t President Grant, who had been delay.
lug his annual diploiatic dinner, tbinking
the Grand Duke Alexis would come, fiading
out that that Russianscionof the Emperor did
not intend to accept his hospitality, issued
invitations to the diplomats to dine with
him. Etiquette compelled them to accept,
so all had to excuse themselves front their
first engagement and the M. C. and his wife
were compelled to ask dther guests. But
all is for the best. With the Roprensnta
tive and his family the one dinner served
as a substantial compliment to two sets of
guests, those who ate it and those who had
the honor of declining to do so. But din.
Ing in state is not an unmitigated pleasure
by any means. The dinners begin at 7 P.
M. and are protracted until ten o'clock or
nfter. Then again there is no elbow-room;
the guests are so crowded around the ma
hogany that it is difficult tor those on the
same side of the table tq lift their arms at
the same moment to cArry food to their
mouths. Hence it Is Bbinetimos the ease
that couples seated next each other agree
that each shall partake -of the courses by
turns, one eating while the other keeps the
arms down, and vice versa.
Variation, in hrds' Nomta.
This year we have noticed three curious
instances of a departure from the usual
habits of birds in building their nests,
which seem worth recording. The song
thjush lines her nest with cow-dung and
clay; and it is usually considered by orni
thologists that, as she builds very early in
the spring and frequently in exposed situa
tions, the mud lining protects the eggs and
the young brood from the fierce March
winds. Early in March we found a thrush's
nest in our garden, containing four eggs ;
but the nest had not a vestige of the usual
mud lining. Unfortut.tely we found the
nest destroycel one morning before the bir(.
had time to hatch, so it was impossible to
note whether the Inclement weather had
any effect on the eggs. We have at this
moment a blackbird sitting upon six eggs,
four of which are her own and the other
two those of a song-thrush. When first
the nest was found it contained twoof each
kind, a thrush having laid in the blackbird's
nest. Although sparrows will sometinies
appropriate swallows' nests to build in, and
though several birds will build a now -nest
on an old foundation, it is, I think, very
unusual for one species-the cuckoo, of
course, excepted--to make use of a nest
built by another spcies. The third curios.
ity of nest building isthe nest of a chainch,
placed in the fork of an elter bush near
our hodse. Usually the chalinch assini
lates the color of her nest to the situation
lI which she places it; if she builds on a
hedge she generally covers it with green
moss; but if sho builds, -A she often does,
on the bare branch of an old apple tree, she
uses the gray lischens, which are usually
near at hand, and covers her nest with
them so skillfully that though quite open
and exposed it becomes hidden by its re
semblance to a knob or excresseeneo of the
tree itself. In this clise, however, though
the bird has recognized the necessity of
covering her nest with something, she has
rendered it most conspicuous by sticking
little bits of white decayed wood all over
it. The wood Is so vhite that the nest
looks almost like a snowball in the branches.
Possibly this bird may be color blind, or
she may be just a little bit "wanting in her
Instinctive faculties, as human beings are
occasionally in their reasoning powers.
Why not?
Come, now, what barbarity is this
leaving a clothes line out after dark I A
great deal of funny comment has been made
upon th~i scustom of thoughtless people, but
it is a most serious matter, and it is high
time the tomfoolery was abolished. We
are just as readiy as anybody to see the
funny side of a thing, but we have ceased
to observe anything amusing in being un
expectedly sawed across the neck, or rasped
across the face by a clothes line, it is
time there wvas a legislative enactment to
either hanging clothes lines sixty feet above
the earth, or make leaving them out after
night-fall a state prison offence. It is a
most incomprehensible fact that at clothes
line is always hung across the garden path.
If the yard was ten miles square and a path
twvo feet wide crept along the fence, and
the woman had( but eight feet of line, she
would manage to cover the path. Whether
this is because she is perverse. or cannot
help It, we do not know. We only know
that It is so, and that it is an appalling
evil. No home circle is safe where this
custom prevails. It matters not how good
natured a man is, it matters not how care
fully he has been educated, It matters not
how lofty and noble are his aspirations
the moment a clothes line catches him un
dIer the chin, especially dflie has a pan of
ashes in his arms, that moment lie sinks
with awful velocity to the level of a brute,
and proceeds to act out the con:llons at
once. In its proper place a clothes line is
a valuable companion, but across a path
after dark it ls simply a brutalizing force.
A Isean's Duel.
The fcollowing story is told of fighting
Fitzgerald, a celebrated beau, gambler,
horseman and duelist After his return
from Ireland, an old gentleman declared
hIs intention of tryiuig to cure Fitzgerald of
lisa love of duelling, and one day provoked
hIm to a conltest. llis friends trledl in vain
to persuade him not to go out. "Leave me
alone," lie said, "I'll settle him, I have got
the choice of arms. Each of us shall be
mountedi, each shall choose his own wea
pon, a space shall be marked out, aiid
whoever first crosses the boundary shall be
dhechared vanquished." Fitzgerald being
informed of these strange proposals did not
like to ref use, and confIdent in his admira
le horsemanship and skill with all wea
pons, accepted. iIe appeared on the
ground superbly mounted on a fiery steed
and armed with pistols. To the surprist
andl mirth of all, time old gentleman trotted
up on a donkey carrying a bladder withi
dried peas inside, and a scarlet cloak in hii
hand. Waving tho cloak and shaking th<c
rattle, lie rode into a space; off started the
fiery courser, and before Fitzgerald knews
where lie was, he had crossed the boumnda
ry, and lost the duel. The ridicule was
too much for him, and he never "weni
ont" again.
business out, on returning. As the weeks
went by he came to know of her calling
there at other times, and once, on coming
home earlier than usual, lie met Knowles at
his gate coming out. At heart he had per
fect faith In his wife, but fortune had be
gun to rack him on her wheel and a matter
that he would have thought little of a few
weeks before, now had the power to tortut e
him.
He was grieved to see his wife's manner
toward him, was changed. It was not
trouble; she never spoke of their approach
ing loss, and he often found her siming,
merry as a lark, but there was no longer
perfect confidence between them. There
was something she was keeping hid, he
thought. And Margery did have a secret,
and kept It-the old adage notwithstand
Ing.
Finally the day arrived on which the
date of the mortgage expired. Harry's
face had a set look. Always in the way lie
thought, when around the house, watchmig
Margery while deftly clearing up things.
Everthing she touched yiulded like magic.
This morning she was unusually skilful, and
not a trace of regret was there In that spark
hng face of hers.
Harry was woefully cast down. His
clouded face seemed a reproach to her. He
had not raised the money, and could not he
said. The squire offered him an extension
of time; lie would not have it.
"It is of no use," said lie, "and we may
as well be over with it at once. The little
place is not worth more than the money
you loaned me. I will make you a deed of
it, and you may write that the mortg:age is
satisfied."
He produced pen and ink, looking all
the time like a man about to sign his own
death warrant. Then baby was hustled
unceremoniously Into his cradle, and Marg
ery unlocked a little drawer in her hus
band's desk, producing a package, and
placing It before the Squire, asked him to
count its contents. It was found to cover
the whole amount for which her husband
had given the mortgage.
"It was left to me by my uncle i'th,"
explained Margaret. "Lawyer Knowles
was in need of all his shrewdness to straight
en the matter out, but I paid him a round
sum for his services."
Harry called himself a slo.w man, and It
did take him some time to get the better of
his amazement. Ile had barely succeeded
in comprehending the whole, as his wife
turned from the door, from which the
'squire had made his exit. Then, for the
1rst time, th little woman broke down.
She threw herself into the strong arms that
were ready to receive her.
"Oh, Harry I how could you-how could
you be jealous of meI"
He answered not at all, but held her as
if in one of his own iron vises. Presently
he fell to kissing her hair, forehead, cheeks
and lips; and looking up, she saw what
she had never seen before; on the checeks of
her Vulcan were two round, big tears.
Harry did(pot go to the shop that day,
and the baby was sadly neglected.
It was several years ago that this event
occured, and Harry's bird nest is now
called "TIhe Dove Cot" by the observing
neighbors.
The Grace Cup.
The origin of the grace cup, or, as It is
sometimes called, the "lovingecup," passed
round from guest to guest at state banquets
and city feasts, is thus accounted for.
"The grace cup derives its name and use
from an amusing little fact illustrative of
the manners and customs of the Scotch
nobles In the eleventh century. That royal
Christian civilizer, Margaret Athehing, the
consort of Malcolm Kenmore, observing
that they had an irreverent habit of rising
and quittmng the tanle before grace could be
pronoumncedl by her chaplain, promised to
reward all who could be induced to tarry
for that ceremony with a draught at tibi
tumn from a large gold cup of the choicest
wine. which was passed from hand to hand
round the board, after the thanksgiving for
the meal had been duly said. The bribe
offered by the beautiful young queen was
too agreeable t o be resisted by the hitherto
graceless northern magnates; each was
eager to claim his share or the grace cup,
as this social goblet was called; and thus
the custom instituted In the palace became
so popular that it was observed In time
Baron's halls, and wherever festive cheer
was to be found throughout the land. The
fashion of the grace cup was of course
adopted In England by all degrees who
could afford to honor a custom so much
in unison with national taste. Every per
soni of consequence could boast of a grace
cup in time Middle Ages, and even at thme
period of the Reformation they are occa
sionally enumerated and described In In
ventorhes of plate and jewels, and be
queathed in wills."
Why There is no Rain ini Peru,
In Peru, South America, rain is un
known. The coast of Peru Is within tIhe
regIon o1 perpetual southwest trade winds,
and thougb the Peruvian shores are on the
verge of thme great southeast boiler, yet It
niever rains there. Tme southeast trade
windis In the Atlantic ocean first strike the
water on the coast of Africa. Traveling
to the northeast they blo0w obliquely across
the ocean until they reach the coast of
Brazil By this time they are laden with
vapor, which they continue to bear along
-across the continent, dlepositing It as they
go, supplying with it the sources of the Rio
do ha Plata and other tributaries of the
Amazon. Finally they reach the snow
cap)ped Andes; here is wrung fromi them
the last particle of moisture that a very
low temperature can attract. Reaching the
summit of that range they now tumble
down as cool and dry winds on the Pacific
slope beyond. Meeting with no evaporat
Ing surface, and no temperature colder
than that to which they were subjected on
the mountain tops, they reach the ocean.
Thus we see how the tops of the Andes be
came the reservoir from which are supplied
the rivers of Chiii and Peru.
Very Pronounced Mule.
Jerry made his appearanoe in Ivanpaugh
district, in Arizona, early in its history.
le was a mule. Very pronounced mule.
Joe Bingleton brought him Into the district.
HIe said le gave $100 for him In California.
Hie expected to get some work out of Jerry
in the mines. He didn't.
Jerry was the color of a sunbeam buffalo
robe, large and angular, and knock-kneed
before and behind. Very, behind. He
had only one ear, the other had probably
been cut off by some one in a fit of anger.
It was, no doubt, the last mule's ear that
man ever cut off. Jerry was a mule that
would resent anything of that kind. When
he was going to sleep his surviviig ear
would nod, and sink lower and lower -until
it hung down over lils eyes. Jerry was
dreaming then of his childhood days. le
was an old mule in meanness.
Joe tried Jerry at various kinds of work.
Tried him at a whim for raising ore. Jerry
didL't work long until he had a misunder.
standing with his driver. He kicked the
driver, and drove him off the hill. Jerry
was Ao certain that no miner would work
in the shaft when he was at the whim. To
do so would be taking chances with the ore
buciat. lie was harnessed to a water cart,
but kicked the head out of the water barrel.
Next lie was placed in a team. His habits
were demoralizing to the other mules in
the team, and he was removed from their
society. O e evening he and another mule
were tied together to keep them from wan
dering too far, and turned out to browse for
the night. The next morning one of them
was (lead. Jerry wouldn't work at any
thing. lie just wanted to wander around
and enjoy himself.
It got so he had nearly all his time to
himself. le roamed about the camp and
vicinity. One day Ie fell into an aban
doned shaft thirty teet deep. No one tried
to get him out. It was thought lie might
end his useless existence in there. le
could be seen at the bottom nodding.
Finally. after he had been in five days,
Tom Kerrigan took pity on him, Tom was
kind to animals, le said Jerry was a
bad mule but lie ought not to be allowed
to starve. Tom rigged ropes, got help and
hoisted him out. Then lie walked tip to
Jerry, and patting him affectionately, said:
"Had a pooty rough time, didn't you,
old boy ?"
Tom disappeared in the shaft, Jerry had
straightened out one of his hind legs. Tom
was taken out very seriously injured. Ie
lingered between life and death for a long
time. le had to have one of his legs am
putated, and finally got up with a stiff arm.
lie is making his living as a musician in
San Francisco now. A hand organ.
Jerry did not have a paint-brush tail.
His owners had always seemed to like just
his natural tail. They loved life.
Jerry was getting to be prominent in
Ivanpaugh. He wats a rising mule. His
conduct, however, was beginning to tell on
his owner. Joe Singleton had come into
camp a steady young man, but lie was get.
ting a little reckless and disipated. Trouble
on his ilin(d.
Joe was getting poorer and he needed his
mule's assistance. le tried Jerry once
more, drawilig the car in and out of the
tunnel, Jerry drew the ear out once, in a
kicking manner. Just as he returned from
tie mouth of the tunnel to the face of it a
big blast went off prematurely. Outside
parties went into the tunnel, peering
anxiously through the smoke to see if the
five men working at the face were injured.
The blast had made an unexpectedly large
hole in the floor of the tunnel. When the
smoke grew less dense, Jerry was discov
ered standing at the bottom of this hole,
unhurt, chewing a piece of fuse. Jerry
would cat almost anything. le was par.
tial to pieces of bacon rind, wagon covers
and colors. le could make i comfortable
meal on axle grease. At one time lie was
stealing biarley from a sack; there were
some giant cartridiges mixed in with the
barley; lhe p)icked up one of the cartridges;
a number of mon were watching him, ex
pecting to see him (lie a moet horrible dleath;
they thought it would be a fit ending of
his career. Jerry chewed and the car
tridge explodecd. His tail mladle a little
tremulous move-that was all, HIe spit
out the shell anid took another cartrIdge.
A niew man from Calirornia came into
the campl. He recognizedl Jerry andl Joe.
HIe said Joe had not given a hmund(red (do1
lars for the mule, Tihat .Jerry was from
the San Joaqjuin valley, where lie had becen
a prominent leadling mule. That there had
been mass meetings of the citizens there to
(determinie how to get ridl of Jerry. HIe
~asa tinining out the faming community.
'l aat finally the county court of Mercer
county gave Joe Singleton, who was pass
ing through the county, ten dollars to take
the mule to Arizona. Joe's hundred del
Jar story was exploded, lie was joked
about it. Hie dIrank harder.
Jerry wandered further and further away
from the camp. Joe had dlespaired of him.
Other mules would not associate with hiln.
They felt constrained in his presence. HIe
disappeared.
One day an Ivanpaugh Indian came into
camp. ils band made their headquarters
on the little caeek twenty miles away. lie
was in trouble. lie wanted to go to Wash
ington to see the great father, lie said:
"Me waiit talk great father. fMelican an
mean. Let mule go-mule eat tent. Pa
poose lie lilt mule-mule he kill papoose
kill squaws. Me big ohief-hit mnnie
mule hit me-he big chief."
It was Jerry.
.Joe Singleton died in an insane asylum.
Vangh~lt in a Wolf-Trap.
The favorite trap employed for wolves
in Burgundy is the traquerard. This is
most dangerous even to muan, the strongest
that is made requiring two men to set it.
It has springs or formidable power and
dhelicacy, and when these are touched the
jaws of the trap, armed with rows of teeth,
shut one within the other. In spite of all
precaution, however, very sadi occurrences
will often happen in these forests. Some
years ago a trap was placed near a deserted
footway, and the usual warning precautions
taken. The same day a young man, anx
louis to present to his fiancee sonic turtle
doves and pigeons with rosy beaks, with
whose whereabouts he was acquainted, left
his home a little before sunset to surprise
the birds on their nest. He was late. The
night closed in rapidly, and, with the inten
tion of shortening the road, lie took his
way across the forest. Without in the
least heeding the brambles and bushes
which caught his legs, or the ditches or
streams he was obliged to cross, he pressed
on, and, after a continued battle with the
thorns, the stumps and roots and the long
clingimg tendrils of the wild reosna ame
exactly on the track ahere the trav was
set. The night was now nearly. dark, and
thinking only of his doves and the loved
one, he failed to observe that several little
pieces of string were swinging to and fro
in the breeze from the branches of the
th 't near him. Dreadful, indeed, was
it lor him that he did not, for suddenly he
felt a terrible shook, accompanied by most
intense pain, the bones of his leg being ap
parently crushed to splinters. He was
c.aught In the wolf-trap. The first few
moments of paiu and suffering over, he
must have comprehended the danger of his
position, and had, it is presumed, with
great presence of mind. endeavored to
fpun the serrated iron jaws which held
him fast. But though danger Is said tu
double the strength of a man, the trap re.
fused to give up its prey, and, as at each
movement of his body the iron teeth bur
led themselves deeper and deeper in his
flesh, his agony must have been of the
most exquisite description. He probably
shouted and would have continued to
shout, hdwever hopelessly, for help, had it
not been for the fear of attracting the
wolves that might be lurking in the neigh
borhood. He had under his coat a small
hatchet; and with this, in the event of his
being attacked by the dreaded animals, he
trusted to defend himself. As the night
lengthened, the moon rose, and shed her
pale light over the forest. lie may now
be pictured immovable, with eyes and ears
on the qui vive, his body in the most ex
cruciating torment, listening and waiting.
All at once, far, very far, off, he hears a
confused murmur of indistinct sounds.
Approaching with rapidity, these murmurs
become cries and yells. They are those of
wolves on the traok--helhsh demons,which
ere a few min1tes would be upon him,car
ried direct to the spot by the trails set for
the testruction of his destroyers. Fear not
being part of lils hnrdy nature, lie by al
most superhuman efforlp,and in the awful
moment forgetting all pain, contrived to
drag himself and the trap toward an oak
tree, against which lie placed his back.
Here, with his hatchet ready to strike, the
young fellow, full of courage, doubtlessof
fered up a short prayer to his God, and
embracing, as it were, In his mind his poor
o'd mother and his bride, awaited the hor
rible r -alt, determined to show himself a
true child of the forest, and meet his fate
like a man. A few minutes more and he
was surrounded by a cordon of yellow
Ilanies from the eyes of the brutes, the ani
mals themselves, which lie could scarcely
distingmsh, sonding forth their horrible
yells full in his face. On thefollowingiorn
ing, when the unfortunate forester who set the
trap came to examine it, lie found it at the
foot of the oak, deluged with blood, the
bone of a human leg upright between the
Iron teeth, and all around, scattered about
the turf and the path, a quantity of human
remains. Shreds of a coat and other arti
cles of clothing were also discovered near
the spot. With the assistance of some
dogs, which were put on the scent, three
wolves, their heads and bodies cut open
with a hatchet, were found (lying in an
adjacent thicket. When the venerable
cure of the village, after previously en
deavoring in every possible way by
Christian exhortation to prepare his aged
mother to hear the sad tale, informed her
that these remains of humanity were all
that was left of her boy, se laughed.
Alas I it was a laugh of madness; reason
had fled.
The leroin of Wahingtfon.
A careful study of the history of Valley
Forgo Cannot be too earnestly recommend
ed to all who would fully comprehend the
greatness oi the character of Washington.
At no other period of the war does it seem
so purely heroic, and at no time does the
patriot cause appear to have been in equal
danger of ruin. To this day it seeins a
miracle that the little army was kept to
gethier at all. HIe gave forty-five years to
the service of his country, but In what year
of them all did hie do so much to save and
establish it ? Superior to evil fortune,
stronger than the elements, and wviser thatn
all thme delegated wisdom of the colonies,
hardly knowving in whonm he might confide
or what professed triend might prova a
virulent foe, his military genius underval
ned and maligned by men unworthy to hold
his stirrup, he seems never to have lost
either his equanimily or his hope. Contrast
Washington at Valley Forge his naked lit
tie band shivering aroun(d him, with Napo
leon selfishly flyiig from the wreck of the
most magnificent army which ever trod the
plains of Europe. We feel, as we
contemp)late the spectacle, that Washington
was "all in i'll to the cause." Any othier
man nmighit have destroyed it by presump
tuous ambition, by an overeat imate of his
own ability, or on the ether hand, by a
natural incapacity to manage the peculiar
resources conlided to hm. It may be truly
sid that no historical character has so
grown in the estimation of mankind. There
are other revolutionary personages who
are still remembered freshlyn in whom we
see faults and even weaknesses. From
these, Washington was not utterly free for lie
was human; but can another be found who
erred so seldom, who discovered and
repairo his error so promptly, who
was so wise and yet so simpie, who
was so utterly incaap)able of sub
mitting to defeat while even adeeperate
chance of success remained, or who did
the work which his hands found to do,
despite innumerable obstructions a.nd
difllcuilties, so persistently and so thorough
ly? ? _______
The Hea Unicorn.
A Sea Unicorn who recently exhibited at
Ban Francisco. Thme body is of the size of
a small deer and covered with scales about
an inch In diameter, with tufts of reddi:h
brown hair grown quite plentifully between
the scales. Its legs are quite slender, and
have long hair about the heals, which ro
semb)le those of a deer or goat. The tail Is
straight and tuffed, like that of a cow,
while the snout is enlarged at the end like
that of a swine, and the mouth shows for
midable tusks protruding on either side.
From the centre of the face projects
a single horn, net more than six inches in
length and less than an inch in (diameter,
which curves upward slightly. In addi
tion, there are two long feelers, or tenta
cles, one on each side of thme mouth. TIheo
hair upon the neck is longer than elsewhere,
of the same reddish color, and has the ap
pearance of a short mane. The fishermen
related that this animal was sometimes seen
upon the shore of the island, and that ho
made a musical noise, which gave him the
name of the singing unlearn, and some of
the more credulou, islanders had taken his
notes, hoard faintly In the distance, tor
those of mormaids.
A Paris Behemlan,
Some days ago one of the most seedy
and disreputable men who ever appeared
about a newspaper office, turned up in the
editorial rooms of the Paris 1igaro. The
paper in question is proverbially reckless in
the matter of truth, and as long as a sen
sation was on hand, made no question of
the veracity of the man who provided It.
In this case, however, the editor was liter
ally stricken dumb.
"Are you the editor ?" demanded the
visitor, brushing a frightful hat with a roll
of manuscript.
"I believe so," responded the representa
tive of M. Villemesfant.
"Then I have got something to sell you."
"What is it ?"
"A murder."
"Oh I Pshaw I Murders are out of fash
"But this is a murder with a mystery."
"We don't' want any mysteries."
"But this Is not only a mystery but a
scandal."
"Our scandal coluanns are full."
"But this Is a murderous mystery not
onlr with a scandal but with a moral to
"My friend," said the editor, rising,
"we do.A't want any murders, mysteries,
scandals, or morals; I assure you we don't.
Will you not take my word for it?"
The se;edy man measured him with his
glaring eye for a moment. Then he said:
"No air."
"You will not?"
"Not for a moment. I demand that
this manuscript of mine shall be printed."
"But why ?"
"Because I represent the press."
"The press I What press ?"
"The press of Paris."
The editor paused. Even in his long ca
reer in Parisian journalism, lie had met
with nothing like this. At last he said,
faintly :
"So you demand that we shall print your
article?"
"Yes,' was the reply.
"But I assure you we don't want any
thing but editorial articles."
"There, sir," said the seedy man, laying
his hand upon his threadbare breast "I
will sacrifice my story to the mercenary
character of your paper. I, sirf will make
an editorial of my story. Which desk shall
I take ?"
The editor stared-glared-and gave the
Intruder a seat. The editorial was written,
printed and pald for, and next day tlie
Figaro told the story we have given above
upon itself.
"Pa and Ma are Married.1"
A man in Toledo, with a wife and three
children, becaie enamored of an intrig
ulng woman and procured a divorce in an
obscurp town in Indiana. le (lid not say
a word about it at home. One day his old.
est daugnter received a parcel of patterns
from a lady in Indianapolis. In it was an
old copy ol a country newspaper. An ad
vertisement attracted her attention; it was
an application for a divorce for her father
from her mother. The young lady desired
to visit her friend in indianapolis, and to
make an excursion to the town where the
divorce had been granted. She returned
with ample evidence that her mother was
living with a divorced man. She showed
her father a copy of the advertisement, and
told him that she had found out all about
him. lIe walked the floor for a minute,
ano then turned to his daughter. "I have
been a very bad and guilty man," he said;
"but it is not too late to make amends. I
will go to her and confess all, and undo
what I have done." "Confess first to me,"
said the girl. "It la Miss--who is the
woman in the case, is it not?" "it is"
I thought as much. Are you to marry her?"
"I was to have married her." "You
must not go to mamma yet. She must be
your wife again before she knows the fear,
ful truth."'' The young lady was equal to
the emergency. Tihe twentieth anniver
sary of her parent's marriage was close at
band. She invited all their frienis and
had them married again by the same m
ister who performed the ceremony twenty
years before. She took pains to have her
mnother's rival present, and remarked to
her in a corner: "Papa and mamma are
masrrledl again as fast as the law can do it.,
Whether the truth is ever known depends
upon you. Papa will never tell it, I am
inure, and for mamma's sake I never shall.
But It does scoem to me dlear, that some
r>ther climate would suit your constitution
better than this.
P'resident, Madison and WVIfe.
The character of Madison's wife for social
ability, warmth of disposition, and what is
called spirit, will probably give her prece
dence over any mistress of the White
Hlouse. 11cr husband was oold, snarlish,
exp rt, capab)le for public business, tractable
to his superiors; but he made no impression
on the public. A portrait of Mrs Madison
reveals the secret of her strength. She was
large, with brilliant ('yes, with a trace of
mischiel in them; her arms are bare and
show full health; there is an Oriental turn
to her nose, which otherwise Is rather vul
gar; She wears a lace turban, and her hair
fans in ringlets around her forehead. She
was a native of North Carolina and was
brought up a strict Quaker in Philadelphia.
She was christened plain Dolly Payne.
While quite young she married Mr. Todd,
a Philadelphia lawyer. lie kept her rather
out of society, but she was known before
his death to be strikingly handsome. He
died while she was almost a girl, leaving
her with one son: her father was also dead,
and it is the tradition that she and her
mother kept a boarding house in Philadel
phia, to which caime several members of
Congress seeking board. Madison was one
of the richest. HIS disposition was too
cold for matrimony, and he married no
doubt, because the Widow Todd supreme
ly fascinated him, Hie was at the time
forty-three years old. Our constitution
had then b ;in existence about five years,
and Madisouflias regarded as one of the
most useful men under it. At the time he
married, Madison already had one of the
most distinguished reputatIons in this coun
try. She stepped at once out of a plain
Quaker family into the control of a great
Virginia mansion. When the espitol was
removed to Washington city, which was a
mere wilderness filled with brambles and
alders, Mrs. Madison at once demonstrated
her capacity to take hold of society and
give it forms Her husband went regularly
to his office, and took very little interest mn
society doings, but he gave ler 9~ (wIlost
freedoqt