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ThRI-WEERA'7Ly EDITION. WIMNSBOR09 S. CNOVEMBER 2,18.VL V-N.11
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TO DATH.
Mothnks It were no pain to die
On huch an eve, who suick a sky
SO'er oanoples the west ;
To gaze my fil on yon calm deep,
And like an infant fal asleep
On earth; my mother's breast.
Therse peae -an&reloome ia yoi sea
Of endjes blue tra:quIity gip
N9 elmO&dPre l[vingsthings
I traos thef vein of liquid gold,
I see tuolniufold
i a 9ad 6 y Wingis.
These be the angels tlot convey
Us weary children of a day,
.ife's teglotas not ing oer
o Tvex the geniun of repose,
On Deatb's mnajpstoio she.
No darkness there divides the away
With startling dawn and dazzling day
But gloriously, seene
4re the interminabl' plti --.
One fixed, eternal sunset gigp
Oir the widea s4l6u' o
I oanntf of all human fear ;
I know thy greeting is severe
'o this' a66 shell of elay9
Yet come. 0, Death I thy freezing kiss
Emancipates ! thy rest is bliss!
., ~vou3&l wore away.
HReart Shadowse
In a richly-furnished parlor, Its crimson
curtains closely drawn to shut out the
piercing winter night, beforea glowlng fire,
sat Maurice Greenwood, merchant. Some
what moreotlia'flfty yeard had iritten their
record of his life; but his hair was thickly
sprinkled witb'gray, And'blg\ g ?mith its
deep-set hazel eyes and coinpressed m6utli,
seemed like that of one much older.
That face was one where will was grav
en on every featurm, as with a pen of iron
and diamondapoluL But some regret,' some
lasting shade there was, about brow, and
eyes, and mouth, and Maurice Greenwood
was not happy.
Wealth he had; and every outward
means of happiness, save dear faces, by his
fireside, and toned of home affection.
These he had not; in his palace-like home
he lived Alone.
Ah, there was a shadow on' Maurice
Greenwood'whrthi adji heart; one,'too, of
his own making. - I
His wife slept beneath the- gaeep shades
oL the cemetery; and his only daughter, hiis
beautiful, gentle, true-hearted Annie, was
no longer at his side. She had kept, her
faith with the lover who lacked only gold;
and for this he had banished her from his
home, and tried to banish her image from
his thoughts. But that he conld not do.
He knew not where Annie was; whether,
even, she were living or not.
Time passed on, and he became accue
tomed to his lonely life; yet the regret he
could not banish, embittered every quiet
hour.
At times, when, as now, he sat alone by
his deserted fireside, the thought of his
- daughter grew so vivid that she seemed to
stand beside him. The white brow, the
radiAnt wavy hair of golden brown, were
the same; but the blue eyes with a sad,
reproachful look, gazed steadily Into his
own.
Once or twice the Illusion had been so
strong that involuntarily he stretched his
arms toward her and called her name, and
his housekeeper, perhaps coming :in with
his t'ea-tray,\1had fonnd him nearly fainting.
or, as he alwaysAnswered, "tired."
. "I do declare," she said to an intimate
friend, "if he would get his daughter home,
with her husband, and treat.her like a fa
ther, how happy ~the eiaan E might. bel.
Likely enough, they've little children that
would make the old house aliveagainand
it's more like a tomb than anything else.
But, dear me, there's no knowing whether
she's alive; wonder If he knows? never can
ask bhih; It won't do to mention her name;
just set him against her still more, if that
could be; but I wish I knowS To think I
cradled her on my breast, same as I did
him before her, and-I never thought to see
my- boy liIke thIq just making himself
wretched for the uke of worrying his 6wh
flesh had blood."
"Ten years to-day, since Miriam left
me," said Mauriee Greenwood to himself.
'was a mild, sunny spring moluing,
and opening leaf-buds and a scent of gar
den violets, even in the busy city, brought
glad tidings of that whiqh should be. A
sudden impulse caine oVer. him to visit
Miriam's grave, and he 'resolved to ride
out to the cemetery that afternoon.
It was a lovely, shaded spot near the
river, and the early flowers were beginning
to bloom.
Maurice Greenwood stood there alone in
-the still glow ofasunlight,-that grapped the
"city of the silent" as in Gjod's great peace;
and in those moments a glimpse of a high
or, better life dawned on his Obul. .
What startled him? What made the
strong man tretr ille.jn~ ey ygaerve?' For
the moment it seemed to hn a vision. A
young girl passed with a basket of flowers
on her arm.
Ho ha4 only afglimpso of her (ace, but
the gold4ri brown haIr' beneath the 'little
sun-hat, the form, the atop and bearing
were Annie's owni
A great hunger spiang up in his tieat
and he could not resist the impulse to follow
her.' He did so, silently, not to attract her
attention. She did not see him approach,
as she sat on the grass twining a wreath of
the flowers she had brought, and singing a
lowr, sweet melody; one tlgat Anuie loved,
and.often sang. 1
Ho drew nearer; near enough to read the
inscription on the marble tablet before her.
is daughter';; name was graven there, and
the man with difleuity repreveod a cry of
pain. The young girl turned her head; she
saw him, and sprang to her foot.
"Pardon me, young lady," he sai our
teously, "for my seeming intrusion. She
who lies hero was very dear .to me; but I
have net seen her these manny years, and I
did not know of this."
His manner, his'gray hair, and worn, sad
face, reassured her, and she remained
awhile, answering simply and frankly his
Inquiries about her father and home Bhe
was the only child his Annie left, and like
ly soon to be quito alone, .for her father
was fast falling.
Maurlee pondered. What should he dot
Could he tell her that he was her grand
father? Would she not fly from him -as
from a savage boast If abe should know that
he wetthema.'ther who turned her'gentle
-mothor from his heart and home, and left
her to die in poverty and paint But she
iust know, or he could masko no rep
1Iotg.,-And~hil goo~d aige qIl him that
Anie wo uld for in kn shown her
loved ones, even at this late hour, the deep
and bitter Wrong done herself.
"4. have a carriage waiting at the gate,"
LE said,i~ leist. "Will you allow me to
carry you home and see your fathert"
But the revelations made there are not
for mortal pen to describe. When he left,
there *as peace betwemi thekid.
4t was buif 'a little time that the slok
man lingered, Maurice doing all he' could
for his aid and comfort, and he went to his
rept, lappy in t4e assurande that Ore
Brown shold ever hold her mother's place
in,the. heart and home of the repentant
ola man.
This promise Maurice sotAht earnestly
tb fulfil, and though his daughter's pres'.
ence seemed still conselous at times the
shad9w.on his.heart grew legs, and not a1l
of pain. Yet thoughts of the unretuining
past, regret, softened though it weie, serV
ed in ter years aua waping, a bcacon, the
reminder. his lepervio swill still needed.
Five years. have passed since Grace Brown
cams to Maurice Gr6en*bod. Her presence
has becomes the sunlight of his home; her
voice the . weetest music that meets his
ear: her hayd alone rts on his temples
with soothiing tdhch, When sad memories
oppress him; and even, as she comes near,
the shadows on hearth and heart grow
less.
He sits musing alone titis evening, and a
shade of troubled thought is-on ins brmw,
Rarely does he talk to himself, but. be feels
lonely no#, though Grace Brown has been
away but one short day.
"Five yeara." he says. "IjRow happy
we have beezi! t. And here this girlish fancy
must upset it all. Why haven't I seen thin
before? ' Why didn't Istop itt I must
have been an old fool to let them go off on
tha$ boaing trip to-d"Y? But ift - h d re
fhsed,'what then? It wbuh j ihly prvoke
Frank, a d make him more resolute than
ever; and as for Grace, she'd have cried all
djty, I suppose. I'm in a pretty plight, I
declarel I might have foreseen It-but I
didn't-when I took Fi ank into the office,
and let him come here so much. I don't
,apt hin to have heri he's as poor as Job's
cat-steady aid Aule, and loves her, no
doubt of that. I'm not afraid she wouldn't
be happy; but I wanted my pet, my pride,
my beauty to take a place -befitting her.
But,.dear mel if I say say no, she 'I run
away with him, or she'll go and break her
heart, perhaps. They're all alike, these
girls.P
A look of intense pain passed over the
old man's face, and he murmured:
"Maybe if I'd been different, Annie
)night have been iere now-Miriam, too
who linbws What makes me think of
Annie so to-night, I wonder?" he said,
moving uneasily in his chair. "'I wish
those youngsters would come home-I do.
It seems as if ehe stood by me this blessed
minute. Oh, Annie! Anniel don't look so.
I haven't harmed them!" cried the old man,
half -wild in his excitement.
"Will vou have dinner now, sir, or wait
for Miss Grace?" asked the housekeeper,
opening the door. "It's past your usual
time."
"Dinner before she comes! No indeed!"
was the instant reply. "But isn't it tune
for her to be home?"
"It is a little late to-night, sir. She'll be
in soon, no doubt,"
'Latol" The old man sprang to his feet
as if his years had suddenly rolled from
him. "Late!" he repeated, ashe hurriedly
glanced at the clock, and then walked ner
vo yt the window and back again.
e door-b11 rang. An instant, after1
Grace's marry.olco wound throggh.the en
tries and up the stairs, 'and in she came,
radiant with health and happiness, just as
she had parted fron4 hipi in the morning.
"Oh gragda, sich p splendid day we
have had!' she exclAimed, delightedly
clasping her arms roumnd his neck.
"Then you have had no accident?"
"No, indeed. What made you think of
that, grandpa? Am I late? ,Oh, yes, I see,"
glancing towards .the clock.. "We were
talking, and I didn't think much about
it."
"Happy child!" thought Maurice Green
wood. "God hligmIl o ra
her heart-one's'enough; and the shadow
A year went by. irrank Shirley had be
come a junior partner in the firm of Green-'
wood & Co., and in the old family mansion
a bridal feast was mstde.
"Ah!" thouglit the housekeeper, asashe
herself fastened the white dress, and placed
the orange bio ops Qun Grace's fair brow.
"If [ could h& oe this for Miss Annie!
Well, wh'at's p is past forever, and she's
angel crowned now.'
"God-bless you, 4iy chilidreni" said the
old man; and the shadiow grew light, misty,
and almost disappeared.
Ten years more. Grace had filled Annie's
plied; her gentle care and tender affection
making tihe old man's heart warm, and his
home sunny. Her husband had long been
as a dearly-loved eoji; her c, ~r~n, the little
heart'sease 14 s timis thii ~iahmt comfort
to his spirit,3 41 is way4*rjand weary
now, and the loving frierida gatered around
him know that he is passing from them
swiftly, but with peaice angi tryst in his
heart.
For an hour or two he had 'slumbered
lightly, Grace sitting beside him, his hand
clasped in hers, when he opened his eyes,
and, tooking at her with a world of aJee
tion In their clear, steady gaze, said:
"Grace,darllng, I have seen your'mother.
She forgave me long aago. in a httie while
I shall hold her to my breast again, r'sl did
when she was a babe. She is so beatitiful,
Grace, pi iu white, with a ro'eecrawn en
her forehead, anad'young and bright as you
are now. I have tried to' make you happy;
dear-kiss me!" And a" Grace bent her
face, dripping with tears, to his, the falling
hand caressed her golden hair, .as it had
hben wont, and lie spoke once more, feebly:
,"The shadow is gone now! She stands
there, but it is all glory-Annie? "
"What doe. he mean? What shadow? "
whispered Grace's husband. $sut she raised
her head, slightly.
"Hlush, dear-see-he Is gone!"
Japase Paper Air-0asluion.
Japanese paper air-cushions are said to
have some advantages over those made of
rubber. They may be rolled into a pack
'age of sm'aller dminsions when not In use;
they will not stick together as tubber does
after it Is wet, and for pillows they are bet
ter- because they have no odor. Theit
st:ength Is very great ; a man weighing
160 pounds may stand upon one without
bursting mt. They are said to be water
proof, and to make excellent lfe-preserv
him po"*.
Once in about eleven year., the sun
comp14tes a spot-ycyle. IN commencemeat
is marked by a peridd of great solar activ.
ity, whh "pots for two or three years are
numerous and iarge.uppn its large surface.
These gradually disappear, and the sun
remains more or less quiescent during the
remainder of the time. A new spot-cycle
is now in full action. Portions of the
huge blasing surface of the sum are dotted
with spots. They throng ti-e solar tern.
tories, appearing in rows, or groups, or
more frequently the. large apos are sur
rounded by families of small ones. They
are of enormous dimensions. Some are so
large that our whole globe might he rolled
into the seeming cavern. and our largest
continents would not cover othipre, while
many are so small that they can be seen
only by telescopes of high power. Seme of
these spots will cutinue for months, others
iill quickly disappear, and others will
break into small qnes, which new ones will
more than dall the deserted places, and give
variety to the ever-changing exhibition.
Sun spots, seen through the telescope, pre
sent a very curious appearance; The central
part, or umbra, is black, the border, or
penumbra, is usually of a grayish tint;
and, surrounding the spots for thousands
of miles, the sun's surface seems to be piled
Into ridges, dotted with groups of' small
shining spots, called faculse, from a Latin
word neaning "small torches." The wisest
astronomers cannot tell with certainty the
cause of sun spots, or give a reason for the
occurrence of the outbreak once In eleven
years. It is well-established- that there is
an intimate relation between sun spote and
torrestial magnetjsm. It is strongly af
firineditbat the disturbed condition of the
sun at this period is reflected en the earth
in northern lights, waves of Intense heat,
and storms of unusual severity. The do
vasting tornadoes and cyclones at the west,
and the display of auroral light in the
Scottish skies, lend their aid to support
this theory. A fascinating field of obser
vation is thus laid open before Intelligent
observers. Three things are to be watched
for, the occurrence of great storms, the ap
proach of a heat wave, and the appearance
of the .northern lights. Clear-headed ob
servers can work at these probluesh, evens
if they are not trained astronomers; for, if
ever the cause of sun spots and the reason
of their periodicity are made clear, the
work Will be aconplished by close and
long-potitnued obserration.
Not Generally Known.
Keys were originally made of wood, and
the earliest form was a simple crook similar
to the common picklock. The ancient
keys are mostly of bronze, and of remark-.
able shape, the shaft terminating on one
side by the wards, on the other by a ring.
Keys of this descriptinn were prasented by
husbands to wives, and were returned again
upon divorce or separation.
Hats were first made by a Swiss at
Paris, 1404 A. D. They are mentioned In
history at the period when Charles VII.
made his triumphal entry into Rouen, in
1449. He wore a hat lined with red vel
vet, and surmounted with a rich plume of
feathers. It is from this rdign that hats
and caps are dated, which henceforth be
gan to. take place of the chaperons and
hoods that had been worn before In France.
Previous to -the year 1510 the men and
women of England wore close-knit woolen
caps.
The custom of crowning the poets origi
nated among the Greeks, and was adopted
by the Romans during the empire. It was
revived In the twelth century by the em
peror of Germany, who invented the title
of -poet laureate. Th'e French had royal
poets, but no laureates. The title existed
in 8pain, but little is known of those who
bore it. The tradition concerning the lau
reate in England is that Edward IlI, In
1867. emulating the crowning of Petrarch
at' Rome, In 1341, granted the office to
Chaucer with a- yearly pension. In 1680
the laureate was made a patent office.
From that time there has been a regular
succession of laureates.
Until the close of the eIghteenth century
the finest muhlins In use were Imported
from India. The earliest mention of cot.
ton among the classic nations of antiquity
la by Herodotus, who speaks of It by the
name of tree-wdol, which name It still
bears In Gerifian and several other conti
bental languages. Cotten was not known
In Egypt until ,about 500) years before
Christ. Then It appears probable that it
was Imported, for all the cloths found en
veloping the mummies of earlier ages have
proved on examination to be linen. Cot
ton cloths are mentioned as having been
imperted into London in 1596, the knowl
edge of both the culture and manufacture
having probably been conveyed there by
the Moors and other Mohammedan nations.
The former were the means of first bring.
lng this n,anufacture into Europe.
She Kept tlie Neeret.
Mrs. See, an old woman living en the
Bedford Road, about two mile from the
Tarrytown depot, tells a pictureque tale of
succeeding events to the capture of Major
Andre. Mrs. See, familiarly known as
"Aunt Betsy," says that a party of "Skin.
nr" with their prisoner went directly to
"Mug Tavern,"pe'ar White Plains-a hoe.
tefry presided over by Aunt ?olly Reed.
Strange to say-considering her sex-Aunt
Polly was notorious for her. curiosity and
inability to keep a secret. While ham and
eggs ivere Amsling ii the-pan for the hun
gry "Skinners," Aunt Polly was struggling
to ascertain the identiy of the melancholy
young stranger who was so handsomely
clothed in a blue overcoat, claret-colored
coat, and nankeen waistcoat and breeches.
Finally Pauld'~ng seized her by the wrist
and drew her close to him.
"Can ypou keep a secret ?"
"Yes," stammered the old woman with
hardly suppressed eagerness.
"We've got a British spy."
In three minutes the old womnan had In
trusted household cares to her girl, saddled
her white horse, and was galloping to the
next house, In a place then called "Twitch
lng." But the fences and brush proved an
obstacle, and Aunt P'iiy was forced to
make a long detour by the road. The
"Skinners" finished their meal and 'de
parted, making a straight cut across the
country toward "Twitching." As they
approached the house they caught sight of
Aunt Polly flying up the road on her white
horse, daylight showing between herself
and the saddle at every leap. Her hair
streamed out behind. In one hand she
swung her huge poke bonnet by the strings
while she shreked In a shrill, quaveffng
voice, "They've got the apyli They've
got the anylt
Around We Globe.
"That is my man in the- corner of the
ear."
"What, that well-mannered individual
with handcuffs on 1"
"Yes, he is the man, and I doubt if
ever a fugitive gave an officer a longer
chase."
The above conversation odcurred recent
ly on the incoming passenger train on the
Atchison, Topeka and Santa Fe Road, be
tween one of Pinkerton's shrewdest deteo
tives and a reporter who boarded the train
at Lawrence. No one, to look at the do.
tective casually, would take him for the
human sleuth-hound that he is, but a se
cond glance at his face, and a look from
his cold gray eyes works wonders, and it is
seen that he Is "up to snuff."
The man he had in custody was Ran
som, formerly the trusted'cashier of a
prominent wholesale silk house in New
York, who In 'June, 1879, embeazied over
$200,000 from the safe of his employers
and took passage for Europq A clue to
his whereabouts wps ascert.*ned soon after
his flight, and when he reaced New York
recently, it can be truly sais that he ha6
been chased around the world.
"is he such a desperate man that you
must needs have him handcuffed "
"le escaped once from an officer by
jumping from a passenger train, and I
don't want him to do so again."
"Have you any objections to telling
some of the man's wandernge"
"No, not at all; but he can do It bet
ter."
The prisoner was then lnpduoed, and
on his going into an apartme4t of the sleep
ing car the "darbles" were ten from his
wrists, and his story was as follows:
"The causes which led t6 my leaving
New York need not be told: sufflce it that
a woman had something to do with it, and
when I boarded the Bothnia on Saturday
in June of last year I thought I was going
away forever. My identity was carefully
protected while on the water, as I pretend
ed to be a cripple and always appeared on
deck with a cane. On landing in the old
country I went directly to London and de
posited certain funds at a well-known
banking house, and settled myself Io await
quietly the arrival of a 'friend' from Amer
ca. Mv boarding house wa not far from
the celebrated '8cotland Yard, and one day
in August I ran across a little notice in a
paper which stated that I wap supposed to
be in London, and that the dActives were
on my trail. This startled me at flrst, and
after waiting six weeks I left for Paris, in
tending to remain there awhile. In cross
Ing the channel I saw a family I had known
in New York, and did not dare go to Pans,
so waited a day or two and then went to
dpain, but as I could not speak Spanish,
made my way to Greece, where my French
An=abld me to gt. alnng
"Did I have much money? Yes, I had
quite a large sum, .but the idea that I took
$200,000 with me on leaving New York is
ridiculous. Most of the money was fout in
Wall street; but to go'on with my story.
At Athens I met a young Englishman who
was traveling for pleamure, and we deter
mined to visit Egypt, to which country we
went In November last. All this time I
was afraid of my shadow almost, and after
stopping several weeks at Cairo took pas
sage for Bombay by way of the Suez Canal
alone. It was dreadfully lonesome, this
going about alone, and but few Americans
were met with. Froin Bombay I went to
Hong Kong, and then foolishly decided to
return to America, and took passage on an
Oriental steamship for ban Francisco. I
was a fool for doing it, but the longing
came over me and I could not do other
wise.
"At San Francisco I did another foolish
thing by writing a letter to a friend in New
York, which fell into Pinkerton's hands,
and he at once sent Mr. Halcomb, who
now has me in charge, out after mte. Be
fore he arrived, however, 1 was arrested,
but escaped and fled into Arizona, but was
agaIn captured at Prescott, and here I am.
i'm glad I'm going back to New York, as
the life I have led during the past fifteen
months was killing me."
As the story was linshed, the train was
entering Kansas City, and the reporter ac.
companied the officer and his prisoner to
the dining-room at the depot for supper.
Ransom was not handcuffed, but the
officer never allowed him to learo his aide,
and when the train en the Wabash, St.
Louis and Pacific Road left for the East the
two men occupied a section In a Pullman
oar. The prisoner realized that he must
suifer for the crime, and told the officer he
expected-to get ten years in Sing Sing.
When arrested he bad drafts and cash on
his person to the amount of about $10,000,
and was traveling under the name of WII
11am Allison.
wUrteinoerg.
The house of Wurtemberg, it is melid, de
rives its name from the following legend:
A poor burgher fell in love with the daugh-.
ter of the Emperor of Austria, and, as the
two young people sawr no prospect of ob..
taining the imperial consent to the union,
they lRed together into Suabia, where they
bought a small piece of land, a~nd establish
ed an inn. It stood at the foot of a moun
tain, and its possessor therefore went by
the name of "Wr am'Berg" or the "Land
lord at the Mountain." One day the ECm
peror was traveling to Franafort, and
stopped on his way at his daughter's house
witnout recognizing her. She know him
directly, and persuaded her husband to
make himself known to the Emperor, and
to beg his forgivenees. Accordingly, taking
their little son, they all fell at his feet,
entreating his pardon, which he willingly
granted. Moreover, the Emperor created
his son-in-law a Duke ; but ini memory of
this occurenice he was to keep his name
"Wirt am Berg," which subsequently be
came Wurtemberg.
.When to Eat uruait.
The Spanish proverb has it: "Fruit is
golden in the morning, silver at neon, but
lecad at night." Americans do not; seem to
have heard of this proverb, -nor to have
made one from their own experience.
Mostly they eat fruit at night, and hence
have not the sovereign idea of it that they
would have if they had eaten it' at more
proper times. 'They eat it as a dessert at
dinner. T'his may bethe mot proper time
to eat dried fruits, but it is not lbe right
time to eat the juicy ones. The Spanish
people learned their proverb from eating
the 'very juicy fruits, like oranges. These
should be eaten in the morning, a little be.
fore breakfasa.not later than noon. Bar
ly in the day they will, if eaten," prove to'
be the beet possible medicine for the bit
eWDaeyn as aook Asent.
Bromley had but just left college and
was hesitating as to what to do when the
enterprising publisher of "The History of
the World" persuaded him to take a trip
to New Brunswick to introduce the work.
After some hesitation, Bromley acceded
and started on his journey. The day after
his arrival he sallied forth from his hotel
to commence his canvass, but for a long
while hesitated as to where to begin. By
and by, he spied a clerical looking person
very neat in appearance and dignified de.
meahor, sitting on a front step. Ap.
proaching him Bromley introduced himself
as introducing "The History of the
World."
"Pleased to meet you. Take a seat,"
said the stranger. "What have you to
say about the book?"
Much encouraged '4 the kindly reception
Bromley began his story, In which he had
been carefully instrited on leaving home,
to the effect that the book was "the his
tory of the world, from the creation down
to the present year, 18-: em
bracing full and complete descrip
tions of Eden, the world before the deluge
the flood itself, the rise, progress, and fall
of the Grecian and Roman Empires, with
much information concerning other nations
of antiquity prior to the birth of Christ;
the rise and progress of Christianity, con
version of Constantine, growth of the
Papacy, the Crusades, the thirty years'
war, the American revolution, the French
revolution,'the Mexican war, the great ex
hibition, the voyages and fate of Sir John
Franklin, a full exposition of the Roches
ter knockings, the loss of the Arctic, &c.,
&c., all in one magnificent octavo, half
turkey morocco, ot several hundred pages,
all at the low price of five dollars-"
Here the new solicitor paused for breath.
"Any illustrations?" said the stranger.
"Pictures? I should say so. There are
steel plates by the dozen, lithographs by
the hundred, and wood cuts by the thou
sand."
"Portraits or landscapest" was the next
quory.
"Both, sir, and everything else on earth
or in the waters under the earth. There
are likenesses of Adam, Eve, Noah, Moses,
Potiphar's wife, Daniel, Hoses, Belzebub
and all the other old samts, besides Na
poleon, George Washington, Zack. Taylor,
Frank Pierce, Henrietta Robinson, the
veiled murderess, P. T. Barnum, and in
numerable others, besides engravings from
drawings by our own artists, engaged at
an enormous expense in every section of
the globe. Among these are views of the
garden of Eden, crossing of the Red sea,
tomb of Semiramis, seven wonders of the
world, ancient Egyptian methods of plow
ing, Italian raees, Daniel in the lion's don,
battle fields of Bunker Hill, Waterloo and
Buina Vista, LMw open Polar 0a0, bay aud
city of New York by moon light, &o."
"Well," said the stranger, "that must
certainly be a remarkable work."
"Yes," said Bromley, "I should say so,
Of course you will subscribe for a copy."
"Subscribe, oh, no. I don't want the
book. I let you go on because 1 used to
canvass for it myself, andj just wanted to
see whether you know your lesson. You
will do pretty well, though you forgot
some things, but you made up for that by
putting in a good many that are not in.
But you forgot to say anything about any
of the pictures being colored. Those
bright colors always take with the women
folks. That's what makes Fox's book of
Martyr's go so. But after you have had
ninety people say iNo,' and been kicked
down stairs half a dozen times, you will
learn how. Good day." And, with this,
the clerical-looking party went inside and
slammed the door.
Bronley gased at the closed door a few
moments, and then turned and wont to his
hotel meditat-ng. e stayed n New
Brunswick two weeks longar, but- did not
essay any further canvass until he received
a letter from the publisher, expressing sur
prise and regret at not hearing from his
new agent, save by drafts for expenses.
This caused Buomley to make another of
feet, and he gave a day to steady canvass
ing, without any success till near sundown.
By this hour no had got well out into
country, when in the centre of a large lot,
remote from any neighbors, he saw a car
penter at work on the roof of a new house.
Ascertaining that no one was near, Bromley
approched the house, ascended the ladder
and accosted the workman with, "Do you
want 'the History of the World,' from--?"
"No!" interrupted the man sharply.
Bremley was mad at last. And looking at
the carpenter" for a moment, he resumed,
"Look here! You've got-to buy the book."
"What do yen meant' "1 mean just this:
That I came from Connecticut to New
Brunswick to sell this work, I have been
here two weeks and ha-re ne' nnoM a copy.
I am going back to-morrow, and yo'u are
the last man I shall speak to about it, but
you've got to subecribo. We are alone on
tis root. I am bigger than you, and I
have got control of this ladderi" The car
penter surveyed the situation for a moment
and saw that Bromley held the key of the
position, and that there was no escape, as
nobody else was in hearing and the ladder
was the only means of access to the roof,
Hence he said quietly, "Where shall I
sign?" "There, "vsad Bromley, handing
him a blank book. The man signed and
then said, "How much?" "Five dollars."
"There it is," handing over the amount.
"All right1 you shall have the book in a
few days. ' "All right." "Good day."
"Good day." "Don't trouble your
self to comn. sore again." "Never."
With this Bromley wont down
the ladder, wont, o his hotel, packed his
valise, and startee home that night.
catIhvatlon of Sops.
It was during the reign of Henry VIII.
that hope were first raised in England.
Now nearly 64,000 acres are devoted to
their production there; 40,000 acres in
Kent,and most of the remainder in Sussex,
Hereford, and Hampshire. The chief crop
in Amerca is raked on the Pacific slope;
the amount gathered there this season
reachteg from 120,000 to 180.000 bales.
American hops, however, are not consider
ed as good In quality as those of Europe,
having a peculharly rank flavor, the result
of imperfect cultivation. Bavarian hope
are the best and properly give the fame to
the celebrated beer known by that name.
With the increase ila the manufacture of
lager beer the increase in growing hops
has become enormons,and their cultivation
in perfection for the various uses to which
they can be applhed as am article of daily
consumption, as well as in a Medicinal
point of view, demands the attention of
The Most Rapid Travenug an Record.
A genuine Arkanslan lives at Conway.
You couldn't induce him to make a mis
statement. It Is said that if his ,hfe ao.
pended on telling a lie he would scorn the
idea. During a lang life he has treasured
up little bits of truth. One of these truths
he keeps for Saturday purposes. Last
Saturday when the usual party had gather
ed in front of the store, the truthful man
remarked:
"Well, boss, talking about rapid travel
ing, i'll give you a little of my experi
ence."
"There it comes," said a man who had
heard it before. "What is your experl
ence?"
"Several years ago a lot of us boys went
up the railroad after muscadines. We
went on a railroad engine, and traveled
about 70 miles an hour going up. After
we got there we were all drunk. But it
was coming back that we traveled."
"How fast did you run?"
"Y ou see, the engineer got so drunk
that we had to lay him out. I stepped
up to the bliamed thing and pulled her
wide open. I don't really like to tell you
how fast the thing did run."
"Oh, yes, tell us."
"Well, as certain as I am living, she run
so fast that she didn't touch the track only
in high placos. Sometimes she'd fly over
the tops of the high trees, and then tip the
track on the top of a high grade. All the
boys but me fell off when the engine
struck a tree, and creaned a little. I
would have fallen if I hadn't secured a hold
on the tender. My pants went off, then
my shirt, drawers and socks. One by one
my toe nails were popped off by the
wind."
"Didn't it kill you?"
"No, everything finally came out all
right. The engine stopped at the depot,
drew a long breath, and whistled so loud
that the biakeian on a train over one hun
dred miles away put on brakes."
Leaning Towers.
The most remarkable leaning tower In
Great Britain Is that of the Caerphilly Cas
tle, Ulamorgaoshire. Being between seventy
and elgh.y feet high, it is eleven feet out
of perpendicular. The castle of which the
tower forms a part was built about 1221,
and the canting of the tower is said to have
been caused by an explosion of hot liquid
metal used by the occupants of the castle
to pour on the heads of their enemies at a
siege which took place In 1326. There are
also leaning towers at Bridgenorth Castle,
in Shropshire, and at Corfe Castle, in Dor
setshire both caused by the use of gunpow.
der during the civil war between King
Charles and his parliament. Of churches
with crooked spires the most noteworthy
is the lamous one at Uhesterfield, in Derby
shire. It loans six feet toward the south,
and four feet four inches toward the west,
and Its height is 280 feet. do peculiar is
the distorted appearance of this stceple that
it is said to appear to be falling toward the
spectator from whatever point he ap
proaches it. There are several traditions
extant respecting this singular architectural
deformity. One is that the builder, a na
tive of Cihesterhicld, having agreed to erect
a church, did so, finishing the tower with
out adding a spire. The adthoritdes of the
town, not being satisfied with the struc
tue, appealed to the Attorney-General,
who gave his opinion that the spire was as
much a part of the church as the tower,
and that consequently the builder must
finish his contract by its addition. The
subject was, however, fully discussed at a
meeting of the Institute of British Archi
tects in January, 1855, and it was ascer
tained that the oak planks on which the
franiework on which the' spires rests, are
much decayed on one side, which is suffi
cient to cause the divergence from the per
pendicular. The timbers also have the
appearance of having been used in a green
and unsound condition. The action of the
sun upon the spire would therefore cause
it to become crooked, and this may ac
count for its distortion without attributing
it to design.
TRhe Vaiue of Wives,
The value of wives varies in different.
countries. In America they are often ex
pensive companions, but in the higher re
gions of the River Amar, and on the Ussu
ri, in Biberia, according to infornmation
furnished to the British Scientio Assocla
tion by the Rev. Henry Lansdell, the price
of a wife is eight or ten dogs, a sledge, or
two cases of brandy. In another part of
the world, aecordibg to evidence furniahed
to the same association by Wilfred Pow
ell, in New Britain and the neighboring is.
lands on the cast coast of Guinea, the wives
are the absoluto propertyof their husbands,
and are bought, sold and eaten by their
better halves. There was one New Brit
ain y oung woman who had rebelled at her
matrimonial relations, whereupon her hus
band said he could put h'er to better use,
and straightway killed and ate her. Urn
fortnately, according to the setne authori
ty, the eating in New Britain is not
conflued to wives. The natives are fonG5
of missionary meat, and think the Eng
lish are unutterably itupid because they
are unwilling to feast on such a delicacy
as the human thigh, prepared in cocoanut
milk and dressed in banana leaves. Mr.
Powell does not advise women to emigrate
to New Britain.
The German Census.
The next census of the German empire
will be taken on the 1st of December next.
It Is estimated that the returns, when made
up, will show an Increase of from five to ten
per cent. In the population. At the last
enumeration, in 1875, the German nation
was found to number 42,750,000 souls. The
Kingdom of Prussia, with a population of
about 25, 750,000, possesses nino universities
and two other institutions which are uni
versites in almost all but name. In these
eleven institutions, including the universi
ties of Berlin, Breslau, Gottingen, Bonn,
Hall, Konisberg, Greifawald, Marburg, and
Kiel, the academy of Munster, and lyceum
of Braunsberg, there was a staff of profes
sors and lecturers numbering -altoeher
958, while their auditors exceeded 1 000
in number, the matriculated students aone
being 0,68 strong in the last summer ses
sion. -Berlin remains far the most fre
quented of all the Prussian, and, indeed, of
all the German universities.
We are firm believers In the maxim
that, for all right judgement of any
man or thing, It ls useful, nay, essen.
thal, tO se his good qualities before
prononncing on his bad
FOOD FOR THOUGHT.
Harmony and good will toward all
men must be the basis of every pelita
oal establishment. 0
The superiority of some men Is uer
ely local. They are great because their
associations are little.
Good taste is the modesty of the
mind ; that Is why it cannot be either
imitated or acquired.
In order to dispose our hearts to d.
votion, the active life is to be preferred
to the contemplative.
The happiness of the tender Iieart is
-increased by. what it can- take away
from the wretchedness of others.
Blessings may fall and fortune vary,
but the thanktul heart remain.. The
happy past at least is secure and heaven
Is ahead.
Frequent dissapointments teach us to
mistrust our own inclinatious- and
abrink even from vows our heart may
prompt.
The metaphysics of salvation are not
of so much consequence when one is
engaged in the practice of actually say
ing men.
Do good and be good and despite all
that Is said about this word's ingrati
tude, some one will love you and gree 1
your coming.
The greatest joys and hopes are soon
turned into the greatest griefs and
fears with them that live by sense and
not by faith.
Love never reasons, but profusely
gives; gives,like a thoughless prodigal,
ts all, and trembles then, lest It has
done too little.
A man should fear when he enjoys
only what good he does publicly. Is
it not the publicityrather than charity,
that he loves?
What makes people so discontented
with their own lot In life, is the mis
taken ideas which they form of the hap
py lot of others.
Christ will not cast water on your
smoking coal. He never yet put out a
dim candle that was lighted at the Sun
of Righteousness.
As the sweetest wine is the - fruit of
the press, so are men's noblest deeds
often the result of weighty responsibi
lities keenly felt.
What I admire in Columbus is not
his having discovered a world, but his
having gone to search for Ir on the
faith of an optilon,
Occasions' of great adversity best
show how great virtue each one bath.
For ocoasions make not a man frail.
but show what he is.
Whenever we have to establish new
relations with any one, let us make an
imple p-oviolosa *( pat du, of InGul
gence and of kindness.
Libraries are the shrines where all
the rolies of the saints, full of true virt
ue and without delusion and imposture
are preserved and reposed,
Great vloes are the proper objects on
detestation-smaller faults of our pity;
but affectation appears to be the onl
true source of the ridiculous.
Politeness may preveat the want of:
wit and talent from being discovered,
but wit and talent cannot prvent t%4
discovery of the want of politeness.
The devil tempts men through their
ambition, their cupidity or theit appo.
tite, until he comes to the profane
swearep, whom he catches without any
reward.
No man has come to true greatness
who has not felt in some degree that
his life belongs to his ' race, and ths
what God gives him He gives him to
mankind.
The very heart and root of sin is an
independent and selfish spirit. We
e'.oet the idol self, and net only wilh
others to worship it, but we worship
it ourselves.
It is diffilult, I own, to blend and
unite tranquility in accepting, and en
ergy in using, the fact. of life; but it
Is not impossible ; if it be, it is impos
sible to be happy.
Nature says, love thyself alone' do
mestic education says, love your ?ami
iy; the national, love your country;a
but religion says, love all mankind
without exception.
Trhe humble man, though surrounded
with the scorn and reproach of th)e
worbri, is still in peace, for the stabili
ty of his peace resteth not upon the
world, but upon God.
UnIversal z've is a glove without
fingers which it~s all hands allin,
and none closely ; b'ut true affeotion
is like a glove with fingers, which
fits one hand only, and fits close to that
one.
Tfhe art of forgetting is the hairdest
to learn whiere it ia most in request.
It is the happy past, a happ present,
and together they, give pldeof a
happy future-a three-fold cord not
easily broken.
The damps of Autumn sink into the
leaves and prepare th~em for the neces
city of their fall; and thus insensibly
are we, as years close around us de-.
tached from our tenacity of life by the
gentle pressure of recorded sorrow.
For myself, I am inclined to thidic
the most useful part of reading is to
know what we should not read ..
is not the accumalatlon of fresh books
a fresh hinderance to our real kr~owi.
edge of the old ? Does not the multi
plicity of volumes become a bar upo
our use of any ? Itt literature espiL
ly does it hold-that we cannot tb
wood for trees.
The alternative is not between nov
els and no novels, but between novqes
and novels; and when, as in'the ease
of some of Scott's npbiest produeoe~as,
the author has had a moral rest rie
upon himself, and is seeking Dn enly
the amusement but the prost of hfs
readers, it is only the veriebt prudery
to object to thoem because they are in
the form of fictions.
Surely our women cannot think abest'
the subject,, or they would never pre'
mote the sacrifice of bird-life for~ a re
freak of fashion. The rage for feather
trimmings has almost snrnh I~tdthe
ribbon trade os Conventry wo
en and ohildrieii in' th onc
are starving bedause feI~hss
duced a new style. of s 180* i
that to please telatest al, iis
taust die and .children raust hitt.
You may stand "oh the bridge ~oi
entry"? and see scores of eilMi.
orlng ther but for te'sup*
dure of rboib a~r*u~
bhiat worle]