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*J. 'TRI-WEEKLY bDTO .r WINNSBORO, S..A AUGUST 17, 1880,VLL.-O 9 S. BY-AN-Y. Be quiet, restless heart I Toe long light ties n gleams of lingering sunshine on the hill; The homue-bound swa.low, twittering as lie files, Makes alienee seem more still. The shadows deeper grow, and in the woods T% air a latent sweetness bolds in fee; Ate odor faint of yet unblossomed buds So like, dear heart, to thee I Far distant in the soft oeruloan deep, Where the horizon bounds the nether world, Great ships becalmed, like br,.oding birds asleep, Lie with white sails loose furled. In peace the day is ended, and the night Falleth as doth a veil upon the sea : Along its bosom comes with swift-winged flight The gray mlet silently. 0 anxious heart, how Nature speaks I Her power How leisurely she uses. How intense The infinite peace of her most fruitful hour I How soft her influence I Time hath she for her storms to sweep the man ; To rock the treetops with he r winds of wrath ; To bring forth fragrance in the summer rain; And time for snow she bath. So dear, for all thy eager soul desires. She keeps sweet times and seasons. In her mood Is bid for thee all passione's subtile fires, To round thy womanhood. Cease, then I and in this dewy twilight, move As one who asks not whither, cares not why; 'Ihis gift for all holds still the eternal love God's endless by and by. A Pretty Game. On the porch of Mr. Everson's fine resi dence in M--, on a beautiful evening about sunset, stood Julia Everson, a beautiful young lady, with deep blue, lustrous eyes, tmnd Francis Rowley, a tall handsome young man, lite face glowing with health and his deportment that of a perfect gen tienan. "Your father," said Francis, addressing Julia, "Il as determined as ever, I suppose, about this affair of--of the marriage?" His look was averted from her while he pro nounced the words. "Determinedt'" Julia Everson exclaimed; "Why papa Is so bent upon my becoming Mrs. Upjohn, that he would die of rage, I think, were my resolution known to him "And that resolution is, Julia-" "To give Mr. Upjohn plainly to under stand that the times we live in are not those which tolerate the affiancing of two children in their cradles, merely because their parents happen to be friends. Be sides this George Upjohn has the manners of a regular clod, and has passed his whole life in some obscure place out West. Do you felleve in proverbs, Francis?" ".Why (1o you ask?" "Because i do." Julia Everson's face wore a look of very firm determination as she'spoke." "To what particular proverb do you have reference just now?" Francis asked. "To the one which says, 'Where there's a will there's away. ' I think, that you and I may test its truth,' if we are so in clined. Of course, I wont elope with you, Francis. I dont consider olopements res pectable. I shah never marry you if I have to d') it--there!" She looked serious enough to keep her a esolution. "You mean then Julia by coming the mightily eloquent over your father?" Fran cis asked. "And get pooh-poohed for our pains," she replied, with a slight laugh, "No I mean something else. Papa is still asleep, and likely to remain so for an hour. Let us take a stroll through the garden, and I will disburden myself of a weighty secret." "Is Mr. Everson at home?" George Upjohn was the enquirer, and he was shown into a small sitting-room on lie ground floor of the house. Presently the door openedl, andl .Julia Everson en tered the room, "Mr. John ECverson," said she has been unwell for several days, sIr, and he has lately fallen asleep; his daughter, Miss Julia, does not consider it advisable to awake him. But she will be happy to see Mr. Upjohn herself, provided he wishes It." "Of course --of course-by all means certainly," stammered ,Upjohn, to whom the immediate prospect of beholding his fiancee was thoroughly overwhelming. "lBe good enough won't you to tell her so?" Soon afterwards a tall young lady (who struck him, the more he looked upon hier, as an unnaturally and disagreeably tall woman) attired in a show ill-fitting dress and wearing, upon a couoLenance full of "broad-blown comliness, red and white," about the most thorough from ear-to-ear sort of' smile that Upjohn ever remem bered having seen, entered the room. "How d'ye do?" said the gigantic vir gin, accompaning her salutation with a boisterous laugh. You're Mr. Upjohn, of course? Well 1 dont like your looks a bit. Ilow do you like mine?" "i-I- think there must be some mis take," he answered in amazement. "I tin dterstood Miss Julia Everson was to-" "Well, I am Julia Everson." "Impossible!" **Perhaps you mean I disappoint y..u," she cried out In a loud, coarse tone. "I dare say you're a good enongh kind of a fel low, but then you're decidedly not the fellow for ime. Saw that the instant I clapped eyes on you. i'm the sort of a girl that likes plucky, sporting.mnen with lots of 'go' in them, and a general air of being 'up to snunf." You're not that sort of a chap." "No!" exclaimed Upjohn, with a pale embarrassed countenance-"no, Miss J ulla, I am not the type of manhood you admire Is-i--your father in? Can I see film for a few moments?" "Our girl told you he was asleep, didn't she?" was her indifferent answer. "Be sides, as you've come to stay several days, and have brought your portmanteau, any time will (10, I suppose, at which to hold your confab with pa". Upjohn, stiffening visibly in manner, abruptly answered: "Since I cannot see your father it is better that I should at once take my de. parture." "And why so Georgy?" "Ocorgy/' Could lie believe his own cars? Was this vixenish, overgrown fe male the Julia Everson whom he had wor shipped in dreams as his future wife? He would rather die than become the husband of so hideously ogreish a creature. "I have no reason to give for leaving so aprubtly," lie said. in sharp. cold tones. Julia made some odd sound between a giggle and a chuckle, and as lie was about to retire, she said: "Oh you don't like fun, d'ye? Have a cigar won't you?" "Heavene!" exclaimed the bewildered Upjohn, stumbling backward in astonish ment "you can't possibly mean that you smoke?" "Certainly I do," was the reply, Miss Everson biting the end of a very nice-look ing Figaro as she spoke. Mr. Upjohn walked deliberately far ward, and took his portmanteau, and. having bowed wal about quitting the apart mont, when Julia exclaimed: "I hope I haven't offended you, Pa'll be frightfully mad when he hears you've gone in this style. He'll be sure to blame me, too. I wish you'd leave him a litt'e note, explaining that you go of-of your own free will, as it were." "I shall be very willing, Miss Everson lie said, "to leave a note for your father. What is It you desire ie to write?" taking a card-case and pencil from one of his pockets. "Only that you don't think we suit each other well enough to get married. Please don't say anything about smoking, because pa don'tknow I smoke, and-" Upjohn delayed no longer, but wrote the following on a card, and handed it to Miss Everson as a message to her father: "Sin: -I desire to have the agreement broken concerning my future marriage with your daughter. I have held an inter view with her, and I confess to being wholly unwilling that such a lady shall be come my wife. "GROOR UPJoHN." "Thats precisely it!" boisterously ex-. claimed Miss Everson, seizing the -cigar. "Old fellow you've got a handsome streak in you, if we dont like each other." Up john rushed from the apartment, and short ly afterward taie hall door closed upon his retreating figure. "Francis, you have certainly been making the most utterly revolting creature of yourself that It is possible to conceive of. I have been listening in the dining-room yonder to every word you said." And the real Julia Everson surveyed her disguised lover with laughing eyes. "There is my chief trophy." exclaimed Rowley, waving above his head the card which contained Upjohn's message to her father. Upjohn put in no further appearance. Mr Everson was deeply indignant on read ing his card, andl ultimately consented to Julia's marriage with Francis Howley the man of her choice. So much for tihe clever disenchantment and the verification of Julia's invorite maxim- "Where there's a will, there's a way." Thust was too Much). The tenant of a house on Crawford street, Detroit. who was always behind in his rent, was some aays since ordered to va cate, and then lie put his imagination at work to invent excuses to remain in the house, He first hind his wife fall sick, and thereby got a week. '[hlen lie was taken with the chills and got in four days more. Then lie got two (lays in which to get another house, and when an ol!lcer wecnt there for the key lie found the man (lying. At least his wite said such was- the case, and acted like one greatly distressed in mind. "T[his is very sudden," remarked the nonplussed officer. "Very sudiden, sir. lIe had just said to me that we would begin moving atter din ner, wheui he dropped on the floor and lie has been lying in a stupor ever siuce. The doctor says lie may never rally again." "Can I see him?" "Oh, yes, but please don't speak above a whisper." She led the way to the bedroom. There lay the unconscious man, but somehlow he didn't look as a sick man should, and his breath hiad a strong smell of whisky. The oflcer felt of his pulse and made up his mind that it was a game to beat the court. Ho therefore began: "Well, Mrs. Blank, I congratulate you. In a few hours more you will be rid of him forever, lie Is a great loafer and a hard drInker, and but for this lie would have dIed In the state prison." The wife opened her eyes in astonish ment and the officer continued: "I'll leave word with the undertaker as I go down. Any sort of a box will do, or may be they'll haul him out on the com-. mons. It's of no consequence what be comes of these old mioakers. Yen will be a happy woman when the old galoot goes up the spout." At this point the dying man rose up, and took a cool survey of the officer and quietly observed: "Sir y,ou are no gentleman! No sir, you are net! .I'm no soaker or loafer, and I want you to understand that I'm able to have as decent a funeral as yeou can. You con take your old house and go to bangs with it for all of me. Mary hand me my clothes, and we'll show this vulgarian that we can move out of this Qhd shanty, and into a residence in about forty minutes." in about twenty minutes all their goods were on the walk and the aa itemse lke lp The Deadly Parasol. Few people have any idea of the amount of eyes that are anually ruined by the para- n sols of small wives. In the year 1879, it ft is estimated that in the United States alone r< two hundred and sixty eyes were totally i put out, and seven hundred and nine were a more or less injured. No accurate table ti of the number of divorces produced by the 0 same cause has been made, but the fact a that about two-thirds of all the divorced i men in the State of Illinois are one-eyed c gives us some idea of the extent to which el the parasol in the hands of a wife objec- ct tionably small ruins the peace of families. of What is the proper remedy for this giant ti evil? This Is a question for every mau who ii contemplates taking a small wife. It will t: not do to increase the length of the para- ai sol-handle inversely as the height of the fil wife. There is a certain standard of length a' for the parasol-handle beyond which it can C( not be increased, for the reason that when bi the handile is too long the parasol does not cast a shadow which can be kept In posi- IE tion over a bonnet with any certainity. hi Equally impracticable would be any device w for increassing the height of wives, so as to ot bring their parasols above the level of their of husband's eyes, Already the boot-heels pi are made as high as possible, and if any re attempt Is made to increase their height, ae women would be totally unable to walk. fo Of course the wise men who are still un- ti married, and who know the dangers that at accompany the parasol of the small wife, ti can resolve to marry no woman whose N parasol will not at least reach six inches e above the level of his eyes, but the man a( who is alre.ady married to a small wife si cannot better his situation by making good ll resolutions as to the selection of his second a wife. a It may be said that the small wife L1i should be required to hold her parasol in ti such a way as not to endanger her hus- 01 band's eyes. Of course, this Is physically se possible, but lie knows little of the nature nl of women who fancies that any wife will di submit to dictation as to how she shall til carry her parasol When her husband re- lil marks, "There my dear! my other eye is ti gonel" she merely says, "How can you be ti so stupid" and calmly lays all the blame le on him, If requested to keep her parasol bi out of her husbands eyes, she either flatly p( refuses and tells him to mind his own affairs-as if lie had no right to feel any p interest in his eyes-or she bursts into so tears, and says if lie cannot walk with her n without insulting her lie had better stay at le home. The parasol is probably dearer to a woman than any other earthly thing, and so she will carry it in what she considers w the proper way, though ill the male sex inl should be blinded thereby. ni The only apparent defense against the at parasol is to cover the ends of its ribs with at large India-rubber fenders. On each end ge should be placed a sphere of solid rubber hi of at least an inch in diameter. By no st possibility could the human eyebe injured, es by contact with so large and soft a sub- eu stance, and the husband of a small wife, fc whose parasol should be thus rendered in nocuous, could \valk with her In a crowded street in safety, It is evident however, that nothlmin except stringent legislation will induce the women of our country to , consent to have their parasols decorated with rubber spheres. If merely reques- to ted to do so by their husband, they will tin- ca hesitatingly refuse, and in most instances, f will asse:t that the request is deliberately intended to make them ridiculous. The 18 Legislature, however, can very properly P make and enforce laws for the protection ." of the eyes of male citizens. That a wo- is man should be allowed to carry a weapon w that constantly menaces her husband with blindness is a reproach to our civilization. We forbid men to carry pistols and knives, w and we should equally forbid women to car- to ry the dangerous and sometimes deadly parasol now in constant use. -C A Lazy Mian's Views k Let us analyze this lyinig in bed. We maintain that, In the mere fact of lying ini rc bed, there is something healthy amid re- a cuperative to the system. The wheels of mi life are oiled and eased. The proper and ci legtimate purpose of stop)ping In bed is to W' go to sleep. There is no tonic or medicine fa in tihe world like sleep. Thme more sleep vi the brain gets, the bettor does the brain Cc work. All gremitt brain-workers have beeni am great sleepers. Sir Walter Scott could aln never do a th less than tenm hours. A fool tIe may want eight hoturs, as George IHI. said 01 bitt, the philosopher wants nine. The to men who have been time greatest generals til are the men whlo could sleep at will. Thuts ii it was with both Wellington and Napoleon. b Thme greatest speakers in the House of Corn- gi mRona hmave been men who caa go to sleep '1 as much as they like. This explained the w juvenility of the aged Palmecratomi. There am is a man whmohaa been Atty. General, whom di I have seen bury his face inm lis hands over til his desk and sleep soundly until lis own wV ease should come on. "Sleep,'' says the li Greek proverb, " Is the remedy for every Li disease. If lie sleeps well lie will do well." ki A friend told mie that Ite treated himself th for a fever. 1HT wvent to bed with a large e' p)itchier of lemonade by his side. lie drank th and slept, slept and drank, and slept him.m sij self well again. When you take to your IV bed, get all tIhe sleep you can, even theimghm, hi to quote Dick Swivoller's sayig, you have to to pay double for a double bedded room, confessing that you have taken a most uin reasonable amount of sleep out of a single bed. You will hmave a whole store of re cuperativo energy. Even if you cannot C1 sleep, still keep your bed. There is no Pi more pestilent heresy than that you shoul T get ump immediately when you awake. If ey it is time early riser who catches the wvorm, am tIhe worm is a great kidlot in rising still It earlier ini order to lbe camughit. If you do m not sleep by lying in bed, you get rest. de You scure tihe fallow ground which will i hereafter produce a good harvest. Bleep w~ is of course the proper enjoyment for a bed. a1 but if you don't sleep you can lie and read. i We don't believe that time man who gets up o1 really learns or does more thtan time mani M who lies in bed. Of all the sleep in time ye world there is noneo so good as what you ,im got in time way of treasurc -trove, after the wi usual time of waking, whemn ini point of tc fact, you have given upi time expectation of tI getting any more sleep. As for "being ai called," as time saying goes, that is simply ei a relic of time barbarem of our ancestors. cl We should quarrel with any nman wvho ia would presume "to call" us. One of thmo 8 main beauties of an occasional day in bed a is that you get an extra stock of sleep, cd which goes to the creditsaide of time sanitary y account. .T1'ng pupil of' the eye hmas to be lashed, a The Cat Uird and Her Nest. We knew of so nioy cAt-bird's nests utrer home, and had such good facilities ir examining then in a thicket of syringa, se and wax-berry bushes op our pre ises that we did not think of fuch at thing i looking for them in our summer explora one, but we were glad indeed to linger rer one which we came i across that ternoon in the most retired part of the ,tle wilderness that we aftervards alost uine to look upon as our own property, nce nobody ever seened to go there ex pt ourselves. And this reminds me anew the deep satisfaction we hadiall through ose long June days In wanderiug or wait g It its leafy receses, where flecks of inlight brightened the green half-twilight kd dappled the soft floor, variegated with Ilen leaves and hundreds of shy plants id tender wild flowers, where our only >mpanions were the manyA brooding rds and their mates. This cat-bird had (one a 'fiarvelously genious but most risky thing in locating ir nest between two small he locks, just here the tip of the outermosk' branch of kC lapped a bit on the corrcsjondling tip the other, so that If the wind had hap med to sway them ever so slightly the suilt to the nest would have been the sane if It had been left loose in space, its undations on nothing more tangible an air; and it would have followed the ic law of gravitation which influenced e falling apple made famious by Sir Isaac awton. But our wise little friend had iculated upon such a catastrophe, an(d ted accordingly, using some kind of fore ght which we should call reasoning if a inan being had done it. It chanced that thin shoot of alder, tough and sinewy as whip-lash had growni up near by. This c bird had seized upon as the needful Ing to make the place available. The ror-lapping hemlock twigs were made to rve as the bottom and the walls of the -st, on which were laid up some fibres of y roots and a few dead birch leaves; then e alder had beon bent down and bound cc a withe around the hemlocks el raining eat together, then passed around and rough the nest, in v?hich two green aves of it were- growing from the out Le as luxuriantly as if nothing had hap ned to it. The bird must have had a hard tine of it iling the alder into place and making it taut, but the result was beautiful-a at of shining green with t vo paler oval ives fluttering in it. She had the usual number of glossy, lid-looking eggs; and ten days later there ore five awkward, yellow-tiroated, gap. g cat-lings. We afterwards saw several sts as we followed the river, all built of rips of grape-vine bark, dry roots and raw-like gi ass, and most of them in dan rous places, either on the alders which Ing over the water, where the young >od a chance of being drowned. or so posed that a hawk passing above could sily spy out and pounce upon the de nceless brood. Bacheior louse-Keeping. We suppose everybody knows what rass-widow" means-a woman living mporaily absent from her husband. We n think of no corresponding terms to ap y to a man in like condition, unless it is grass-widower." We know of one who just setting up his cabin on a northern airie, prepared for a sumnmer campaign of ireaking" prairie sod. A boy of fourteen with hin as "chief cook and bottle Faher." We feel a deep interest in their ork, particularly in the house keeping. lie boy's success or failure in cooking, ashing, etc., will bring credit or discredit his mother. We have lately heard the ther in4tiire anxiously concerning his pabilities--Do you know how to cook t meal?" "Catn you make such graham cad as this?" "Does lhe understand the tack of making dried apples eatable ?" You know how mamma seasons maca ni, dont't you?'' etc. Botht arc very fond milk, and if they get a cow, or finid good ilk for sale close at hand, the cooking and iting business will be simplified. Milk >es well with abntost everything that our Ike eat, as we never use pickles, and negar very seldlom. To make sure of i>kmtg the oatmeal, cracked wheat, rice id hominy, properly, they have taken ong a steamer made after the farina-ket 3 plan. They are dlirected to use one part t meal, rice or hominy, or cracked wheat, four parts of cold water in the inner ket with plenty of water to keep up bollIng the outer one. To secure a good graham cad. they have provided the best of ahami flour and dried Yeast Cakes." he cook will set a thin sponge at night, ithi half a yeast cake, and flour id warm water enough to make a large ipping-pan loaf (all they can hake at otto nue in their Oven), and in the moring lie ii 0(d( sugar and graham flour until hto is a stiff ba'ter well beaten. Ti will be rned into the butter bread-pan without lendilng, allowved to rise qjuite light and en baked. It is pretty sure to be good cery time, for the same cook has gone rough the same mlovenments many a thme, upilly helping htis mother, but unconscious educating himself to lie a great help to a father in tis emergency, and1( possibly himself later mn life. Ant Ice Gorge ini July. A remarkable ice gorge exsints in Sussex munty, New Jersey, near Swartewood >nd, in a gorge of the Biue Mountaine, hte gorge is several hundred yards in Etent, ten to thirty feet de2p, with caves id clefts in the rocks, where the ice aye ; is located a very short distance from the ountain. The shtade at thte gorge is very mee0, the sun apparently never penetrat g it. The bottom of tihe gorge is covered ith ice, and the little caves and crevices 'e filIled with it. It is a natural ice house; indreds of tons might be taken out with it appreciably decreasing the whole. utch of it htas no doubt lain there for 3ars, the manss gradhially incidng anid be. ig add(edl to each year. 'lThe thermtomecter, hich registered in the nineties in New n, marked 38 diegrecs at the botom of is gorge, too cold for one to remain there iy length of time. A few feet from one di of the gorge a spring~ of the most deli ous, sparkling water bubbles up. The 'ater In ti spring stands at 84 degrees. ununel Thompson, who owns the farmi on htilh this natural curiosity was found, in mnversat ion with the reporter, said: "Why, es, I 'pose It Is rather remarkable, but e don't think very mutch about it excep* lien we want ice. Tme neighbors all roundi goes over there for their Ice." FJayings A bout Oats. For "living a cat or dog life" the French say, "To live like cats ant dogs;' and this leads us to observe that many of the say ings which are current in one language appear in others more or less modified. 'hus, we say "to bu) a pig in a poke;" but in France, Flanders and elsewhere they say "to buy a cat in a bag." A scalded cat dreads cold water, just as much as a burnt child dreads the lire; anti though a scalded cat will not go back to the kitchen, the Spanish idea is good, "One eye on the not, and the otheron the cat." Tho Italian means cat when he Is earnest, does not mean cat when he is lit Jest, and plays the dead cat when he dissiniulates. Ile calls the cat when lie speaks plainly , he sets about skinning the cat, when he undertakes a hard task; and when lie sees no one he flnds neither cat nor dog. That evildoers are caught at last, he shows by sayln the cat goes so often to the bacon thatshie leaves her claws there. fle goes to see the cat drownded when he lets himself be Imposed on, and he cheats another when he gets him to go and see his fish along with the cat. Though every cat would like a bell, the cat of Messina scratched out its own eyes in order not to see the rats. The Span iard, like the Italian, plays the cat. when he dissimulates, but it is not a dead one. The Spaniard says the cat would be a good friend if lie did not scratch, and lie thinks a cat which mcws is not a good mouser. An Italian says one had better be the head of a cat than the tail of a lion; a wary Ger man goes like a cat round hot broth, and believes it too late to drive the cat away when the cheese is caten. Many believe that a good cat often loses a mouse, that no Cat is too small to scratch, and that you cannot keep away the cat when it has tasted cream. The Russian thinks that, play for cats icans tears for the mice; the Arab says that when the cats and nice are on good terms the provisions stiffer ; the Turk tells us that two cats can hold their own against one hon. Another Turkish saying is, it is fast day to-day, as the cat said when it could not get at the liver. The Enghbhmian fancies that some people have as many lives as a cat-that a cat, in fact, has nine lives; yet lie holds that care will kill a cat, and that May kittens should be drowned. Ile is scarcely alone in thinking that the more you stroke a cat's back the higher she raises her tail-in other words, that flattery feeds vanity. le lets the cat out of the bag; but so do others, and they till agree that it is in the nature of a cat always to fall on its feet. Only lie talks of turning cat in pan, and of raining cats and dogs, or sees folk danc like a cat on hot bricks. Tie Spatmard says, Has the cat kittened? when lie sees a place full of lights; and lie asks, Who has to take the cat out of the water? when something nll. pleasant has to be done. That anyone watches as acat a mouse, is Frenchi as much as English. The French also say, she is as daility as a cat; it is nothing to whip a cat for ; their singers have a cat in their throat when the throat is not clear; and the phrase "cat music" is not unknown. If one has a scratched face, lie has been play ing with the cats; and aii impossibility is a mouse s nest in a cat's car. That people should sometimes go like a cat over hot coals is intelligible enough. An Anclnt utch Viago Wormeldingen Is a eurious village. Its trees and houses closely resemble a big lot of Nuremberg toys just unpacked. Imagine a double row of dwellings, all squat, all pretty, all spotlessly clean, all vivil colors, all. built exactly in the sanie way, with the same materials, placed in two long lines, symmetrically intersected by straw colored woodwork. Before these two lines of houses plant two rows of little old trees, with thick trunks and sparse foliage, all chipped, shaped and( p)ointed; all of the same size and forming a kind of screcn, no thicker or higher at one end than at the other, nor in the middle than at the two ex tremities. Trheii in the strect-dusted, cleanied, scraped unremittingly; where the houses are washed andt waxedi until you could not, find a spot upon them, nior so much as a straw lying about, where thet trees have a brushed andl combed look, and not a leaf is out of its place; picture a pop) ulation of honest folks all dressed after the samne fashion-the son like the father and the father like the grandfather; the little girl like the grown up girl andl the mnamnma like the old grandnmothier, andl you have Worineldingen as nearly as I can give an ideca of the plaee. Be careful to remember that each little house, taken separately, is a p)ret. ty bonboii box; aniit thait the costaunes, takeni sep)arately, are charming. Th'lese peasamits, great andI small, dlressed entirely in velvet and black cloth, with their knee breeches; their coarse stockings, their shoes with silver buckles, their high waistcoats with a dloublle row of buttons in filigree silver, their coats cut into their waists, their belts with silver clasps andi their gold buttons at thme neck, look remarkably well. Complete tis costume by a gracefully shaped felt hat, the brim raisedl buliind and sloping in front, so that, it forms a sort of visor, andi you will have a notion of the diress which is worn in Zuld-iBeveland. fThis costuie looks pretty on the childlren, ele gant on the men andi pictuiresqlue on the old people, andi it is always and every where most, original anti characteristic. 'rhe unifonin of the women-for I really must call it so-is equally curious and equ a .ly tasteful. From their most tender youth to the pitiless age at which the body, bent by years, is bowed down towardi t.he e-arth sooni to be its last resting p)lace, the form and(larrangemient of the women's attire are iunvarmablc. F"rom the cradle to thme tomb all the stout peaants have bare arms, tihe buat conflued by a very tight bodice, over which lies, in graceful folds, a hiandi kerchief, fastened by a coral brooch. Th'lo face ms framed in a coif iwitht wide borders, wvhichi resembles a veil rallier thani a ca1. A iat piece of' gold hangs dlowni on the forehead; corkscrews of gold adorn the templlest; on thme neck is a coral necklace; rings and brooches abound-in a word, these women wear a profusioni of valuable ornaments. So nmuch for the upperC part of the figure, which is highly adlornedi and generally slim and (delcate, The slender ness of the women's figures is rendered more striking by an enormous petticoat, three yards wide, which is held( out by a monstrous hoop resembling a bell thme body, from thte waist up,representing the handle, andi the two slender legs the clapper. When seen from a dietance thus attired and standing still, the women might easily be takein for large dol11s. The ruIned houses, the mnutilatedi buildings,theo torn up squares transformed into pits andt holes, all fornm a hideous scene of ruin and devastation; and In the Midst of it all the author places a group of pretty girls, in the widely-hooped costume of the period, laughing behind their fans at the indiscret speeches of a gal. lant cavalier. Perhaps he-wants to make the frightful picture that 1e places before our eyes seem more striking from this con trast. The interior of the vast and ancient church presents a mournful aspect. Its wide nave terminates in a ruin; it is sep arated by a wooden partition from a gigan tic transept, and the latter, transformed into a covered passage which leads from or:O end of the quarter to another, opens Upon ai spiae,, once occupied by the choir, which lias long since disappeared. Noth Ing can be more impressive than this great empty piece of ground,covered with briers, where there are few great trees, where the grass grows hard, dry and scanty, as though in a cemetery, and where the eye seeks in vain among the undulations of the soil for Iraces of (lhe vanquislied choir. Those great ogival haya, now masked by common masonary, and those majestic arcades, whose tine architectural curves re main unfinished, produce a dreary effect. btill more melncholy is the transept, which has been transformed Into a passage, and is now a receptacle for mutilated tombs, headless statues and broken grave sials. A great company of heroes have been laid to rest in this noble sanctuary. Tle ancient seigneurs of Bergen had their place of sepultire wit bin its precincts; and, after them, the governor of the city. Mor gan, who repulsed the duke of Parma; louis of Kethel, who opposed Spino: t i, wcre in terred here. The gratitude of the iiiiial itants had decreed pompo.us inscriptions, as reliefs and statues to these valiants heroes; they rested under the shadow of great, porticos of marble; but the cannon of 1747 disturbed their eternal slumber, and mingled their ashes by breaking into their bomb. Of ill these Superb monuments there remain only a few fragnents, und we may tWink ourselves fortunate to be able to make out from whence they came. iluck WItas. Away back in 1852 there was ia dispute over a placer mine i Yuba river, at Park lar, in California. Stephen J. Field was retained. Suit was brought before a Justice of the Peace for ani alleged forcible entry and detainer, a form of action in vogue for the recovery of mintng claims, because the title to the land was vested in the United States. It was prosecuted solely as a possessory action. Tthie con stable who summoned the jury had receiv ed $20 to sumn1non the parties anamed by the other side. This fact was ascertained beyond controversy by evidence placet in the hands of Air. Field. While in bed at Park Bar li overheard a conversation be tween a juror and one of the opposite parties in an adjoining tent. The juror assured the party that everything was fixed, and that the jury had agreed to render a verdict in his favor. Tile trial was held it, a saloon crowded with spectators, mot of whom were favorable to the other side. In summing up Mr. Field addressed the jury for three hours. lie showed conclu sively that his client was entitled to a favorable verdict. "Gentlemen," said lie in closing his ar gumnent, 'we have not endeavored to intlu ence your verdi.t, except by the evidence. We have neither approached you secretly nor sought to control you. We have relied solely upon the law and the evidence to maintain our right to this property. But our opponents have not thus acted. They are not satistled to allow you to weigh fie evidence. They have endeavored to corrupt your minds and pervert your judg ment. With uplifted hands you declared by the ever living God that you would re turn a verdict according to law. Will you perjure your souls? I know that you (pointing to a juror) have been approached. I)id you spurni the wretch that, made the piroposal, or did( you hold1( secret counsel with him? I know that you (pointing to aniothecr juror) talked over t,hIs case last night, for 1 overheard the conversation, the promises, andi your led(ge. Canvas houses are as one here. Wordls uttered in one are voices In all. You did nlot direamn that you were heard, but, I was there, and I knowv the details of the foul bargain." At this anl ominous "click, click, click" was heard. A score of pistols were heard. "There is no terror ill yoir lato1s, gen tieemen," continued Mr. Field, inl an, thril ling tone. "You cannot win your case by shooting me. You can win it only by show ing title to the prop)erty. You can nuever will it by bribery or threats of violence. I openi ly charge attenipted biribery. if it is un trite, let the jurors speak from their seats. Attempt ed bribery I say.-whether success. ful or not will dlepend upon what imay oc cur hereafter. Jurors, you have Invoked the vengeance of IIeaven up~on your souils If you fail to render a verdict according to the evidence. If you are willing to sell youir souls, (decide against us. Thle address was effectual. After an absence of a few minlutes the jury rett lned a verdIict in favor of Mr. Field's client. Some admitted that they hiad been corruptly approached, but add(ed that they were nuot Sc) base as to be influenced il that way. Wilthin t,wo weeks tile owners took from the placer over $90, 000 in gold dust. A I),omied City. Th'le town of Covington, Iowa, is literally a doomed city. Situat,ed 0on the bend of the Missouri river, the b)anks are gradiually being eaten awvay, anid the grotund onl whlich the court house stood a year ago is niw coveredi by many foet of fast flowing water. The cutting away Is done by fits and starts. A week ago the current set In shore and1 took off a strip of land thirty feet wl(de In a few hours. No invasions were mIadie for another week, when anothler slIce was cut off. Trhen about half a dozeni buildings were mnovedi back some thirty feet, andl the nlext daly the land on which they had stood was all gone. Trhe citizens have trted to moor trees and logs to thec batik in the hope of forming a barrier for the flood, but the current is so swift, and the water so decep, that these attempts have failed. Tro give an Idea of wvhat the town of Covington has suffered in the past, live years, the case of the ferry house and the principal hotel may lie instanced. Trwo years ago thuere were 660 feet of ground betweeni the buildimg andi the river bank ; now you can toss a stone out, of the hotel wInIdow into the river *nd buildIngs are now being plut on rollers for removal. A stirring dwarf we do allowance give before a sleepy giant Tom Barber's Mistake. "Yes, sir," said burly Tom Barber, of Towsontown, to a reporter, as he turned up osue of his heavy, hob-nalled boots, and knocked the ashes from his pipe, "I've been considered for some time 'bout.the best man in this 'ere region, and, ter go further, I kin lick the headlights clean off'cr any man that bristles his neck-feath ers 'round this part of the country. I've done It in my time and kin do it again. . I lammed big Sam Shoeck, of the Hartford road, till he wasn't no more'n half a man, and as for that feller out at Govanstown that evrybody said could fix me up, why, I met him one lay when both of us were purty full, and I cooped him like abar'l. I just tell you I ain't no slouch-it's all sct ence-and it you doubt the strength of my arm, why just-" "Thanks, thanks," said the reporter hir riedly; "don't rise on my account. The fact is, I am not a pugilistic character. Yes, yes--that is, you were saying-" "Why, I was a saying," resunned the giant, slapping hischest, "that the boys out here all havegrudges against me for knock downs at various times, an' they put up the meanest Jobs on mie 'bout the time that feller Miller -was a trainin' for a walk with the Scotchnian, Hoss. You see, I didn't know Miller from a side of sole-leather-hadn't never seen him-and one day I walked into Jake Sims' place down thar near the car track, and there wuz a gang of the boys i the saloon, a drinkin' an' foolin' aroun' an' a right stout i'lookin' chap I hadu' never see before was a-showin Johnny Alareo sonic sort o' foolish little kinks with the gloves, an' Johnny was a-pluggin' away at him, but couldn't tech him. I thought it wuz one o' these daried city chaps come out here thitkin' lie wtuz some shakes with his props and, bein' a little pert that way imysel', I sot up imnipatient-like and watched 'em foolin' away like dumhill chickens kickin' upl the dirt, and I sort o' leant over to Siti Johnson and whispered as how I would like to give tlim. city chap a little turn. Sam grtinnedit a few, an' turned un' hollered t ihe boys an' the big feller that Big Tom wiited to put. 'em on with the stranger. 'Ihey all burst out latfin', but I thought it wiuz at the Idee of seeln' me set him down on the floor with my old underhander. So, I got ip, stripped oil my coat, let down my galluses, an' got the buckskins on. Tke other feller was interdiucedi as Mr. Thonip soi, tin' then pulled off his coat. 1 seed lie hadn't on nothin' but, a sort o' udersbir, tin' atn that lie wuz right sharp built aliont the arms an' chest, but I didn't think for ia mitnult who 'twas, though now I wonder how I could a-iiade such it dog-goned fool of myself, seein' ts how I had lieered 'bout. the walkin' match, and sunm of the boys had I been sayin' that Miller was goin' to walk out to town every evening. Well, ntiy how, we camie to time, the stranger sorter smilii' an' a-Mhngin' him arnis around 'thout any guard-sorter crazy like--an' I let out at nim with some rip snorters ; but somehow they didn't quite reach him, coz lie wts kinder shy, and dodged Is head away. 1le didn' hit back, and I thought i wtiz a- tak Ing his gall from the fust ; so I went at, him like a good 'an, and was givin himi the best in the sho). I couldn't hit him, coz lie kept keepin' away, but lie was smili', so I kinder got mad. Once or twicelhe le I out, sorter timid like, with his left, and touched me on the noue, and that made ne worse ; so I fixed to gin him a right-hander and was comin' at him with my whole weight, when lie kinder dodged his head to one aide, and my fist wentf past, ll ILsead, but my nose brought up against his list, and the next thing I was settin' on the sanded floor with a bloody nose, and till the fellers wuz just a-killin' themselves a-nudgm' one another aii' laffin', I sot there, sorter stunted-like, when the strat ger, lailln' it to bust, says: '0, git, up mIn, you ain't half licked yet ;' but I told hilin I had 'nough, and was then introduced to Professor William Miller. Well I you could it-knocked mie down with a feather. Just to think;I had been stgging away tat, old MIlhler, thinking lie was some softy, atnd had been wonderin' why I couildn't hit himt as I did the town gawks. Well, we wutz the bost, of friends after that, and as the old boy used ter walk outi here evety evenlu', why, we met of tenor afterward, but never - again with gloves on. Thbank you I A little whisky 'thout any wvater or sugar. in it." Oldl Jim tiridigror. One of the most noted characters on the border twenty years ago was old Jima Biridger, of Fort, Bridger, in Utah. On one occasioni hie caime to~ New york. Hie did tnt like the narrow down-town streets with high bulkdings on oach side, andl comti plainedi that he had once lost hia way in "l)ey Street Canon," and been rescued wvithi difliculty by tihe police. Hie liked the' theaters, and exp)ressedl the utmost delight, at a performance of the "Midsumnmer Nighit's Dream." iIe hatd no clear Idea wvho Shiakt a ea e war, but conc ved aund deveol - ed tihe itost extravatgant, adt.niratin for Returning to the fort, lie sold stock and suipplies to emigrants and other travelers as in time past. One day a man wished to, b)uy seome ox'en, and Jim said lie could have iiny except, one yoke, which lhe had mnade up his mind to keep at all hiazards. In the morning a messenger came to say that the man wvanted this yoke, and none other. "Hie can't have 'em," sai Jin. "There's no use talkin'," "Well, lhe wants them, and is Just a-waltin' for them," said the messenger. "lie's a-settin' there, readini' a book called Shakespeare." "Eli ?" yelled .Jim jumping up to lis feet . "Did you say Shakespere?liere,-you, give me miy boots.'' lie ran to the corral. "Stranger," said lie, "jest give me that book. and take them oxn. "'Oh, no," said the mian. "'I only bough I, the book to read on the wamy. 1 will give it to you." "Stranger," said Jim, resoeley "jest you take them oxen, andi gve me tht. book." And the man di. Jhin hired a reader at fifty dolluars per 1 month, and listened to Shakespeare every evening. All went well, until otne night, as the reader caine to a proposed miurder of the princes in the Tower, Jim sprang from lis seat, with blazing eyes, anid yelled ini thunder-tones, "Hoeld on there: Jest wait till I git my rifle, and I'll shoot the -- scoundrel l' As one of his old "parda" justly remark ed, a sincerer compliment was never paid to Shakespeare. P'ockets are alwavays ripe enough io piek.