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TRI-WEEKLY EDITION- I .,Uetaib1 _________WINNSBI_0__S. C., AUGUST 4,1881. ETBIHD1i PA1ITINO. Tito sun Is lying in its western chamber, Tite stately ships are sailing on the bay, And cloud-hands spread a coverlet of amber, Border'd with brown, above the drowsy (lay; The opaline skies will shine the same to-morrow, And white sails pass gilded with amber light; But the corning shadow of a parting sorrow Shall dim the glory of to-morrow night. Now, in the West, the radiance grows dinmer, The first faint star comes, shining tremulously, And red rays from the distant lighthouse glimmer' Across the foam-capp'l waters of the sea; To-morrow's dusk will bringthe trembling starlight And wind will chase the white waves to the shore, And fitfully again vin come the far light Of warning lamp; but thou wilt come no more. Ever and everywhere spectres of parting Stretch forth their weird hands, saddening our mirth; Ever and everywhere hot tears are starting, Where Stands the empty chair upon tie hearth; But Nature brightly smiles, though hearts are bro ken; Taking at last her children to her breast, And kindly hides in her mute mounds all token Of the great heart-throbs of a life's unrest. IIE'31EGING HIS HEART. "A clergyman hasn't any business to be a siigle man," said Mrs. Brushby. "Certainly not," acquiesced Miss Foxe. "But I dore say he's engaged," slyly remarked the plump widow, with a sidelong glance of her green eyes, which seemed to dilate and contract, like those of a middle-aged cat. "No, he's not," said Miss Foxe. "At least I heard him tell Colonel Copley that he was entirely fancy free." "Humphl"said Mrs. Brusliby. "Then there's no reason why he shouldn't marry and settle here at Exmar." "Exmar, indeed !" said Miss Foxe, who had accepted her own old maiden hood as a foregone co iclusion. "There's nobody here for him to marry-only fac tory girls, and Colonel Copley's six daughters, the youngest of whom is three and twenty, to select from." The green eyes scintillated sharply. "Why shouldn't he marry either you or me, Felicia Foxe ?" asked Mrs Brush by. Miss Foxe gave a sort of gasp, as if she had attempted to swallow some nor sol too large for her.. "Why, he ain't 30 1" said sie. "Neither am I," said Mrs. Brushby. "No, Cornelia Brushby, there ain't no sort of use coming thlt sort of game over me," said Miss ioxe, fairly aroused at last mito antagonism. "You were eight and twenty when you married Brushby, and he's been dead and buried these.ten good years." Mrs. Brusuby laughed. "Felicia," said slhe, "you're worse than an old family record. Don't you see, there's people older than their years, and people younger I I'm one of the latter; and I don't see why I can't marry Mr. Selwyn, if I once make up my mind to do so." So Mrs. Brushby took up the brown yarn that sIe had been buying at Felicia Foxe's thread and needle store, and went home. Her niece, a tall, pale girl, with yellow hair like braids of dead gold, a transpa rent pale skin and sfd, hazel eyes, was setting the table. "How slow you are, Clara I" said Mrs. Brushby, snappishly. "I supposed, of course, tea. would be all ready b~y the time I came back." "I'm sorry for the delay), aunt," said Clara, timidly, ''but I Wvas detained at the factory." "There, that will do. I don't see why you need be flinging the factory in my face all the time. Oh, it's bad enough to have a nie'ce obliged to drudge for her living i thout hearing of it forty times a day." The deepest scarlet glow mounted in to Clara Cone's checks. "I could not pay my b~oard, aunt," said she, "if I did not earn the money in the factory. But if the subject is disagreeable to you I will endeavor to avoidl it." It was now six months since Clara Cone had arrived, a homeless orphan, with all her worldly belongings p~aeked in a shabby little traveling bag, iat Mrs. Brushby's door. "Aunt," she said, trying to repress the rising sob -in heor .throat, "will you give me a home ? I am your sister's orphan daughter." Mrs. Brushby had received her as cordially as a fish might have done. "I suppose you'll have to stay," said Mrs. Brushby. But I didn't die anmd leave a swarm of orphans for my sister to take care of. Oh, yes, you can stay, and perhaps I can find you a situation as dressmaker's apprentice or in a shop). Because, of course, one cannot exp~ect me to) keep a great girl like you for no thing." Upon wvhich Clara bestirred herself actively amid had been thankful to ob~tain a plae in the~ pin factory, in the glen belowv the village, where half a hundred other pale-faced operatives worked for a~ scanty livelihood, and Mrs. Bruahby chlargedl her a high price for board, and got a servant-maid's wvork out of her before and after hours into the bargain. "I should like- to go church, aunt," Clara had ventured to say one Sunday morning when thme muaples in the glen wore all blazing ini their autumn colors. "T'hat's just like you solfishness Clara (Cone I" said Mrs. Brushiby, acidly. "And let ine stay at hiome, for, of course, one of us must stay at home, to aee that we are, not robbed by tramp~s, and cook the dinner." "But couldn't I go in the evening, aunt ?"' "Certainly not I" aid Mrs. Brushby. "I belong to the 'Rebecca band,' whicI always meets in the chapel on Sunday evenings, and Deacon Halstead calls for me in his box wagon. If you feel sc piously inclined, you can read your pray. or book at home." Andti so Clara found herself gradually dogs)nerating into the merest household drudge. She went nowhere and saw nobody. "Pretty !" Mrs. Brushby would scorn. .fully remark when a neighbor chanced to hazard an opinion concerning her niece. "Nonsense ! Just exactly like a color less colory sprout, and never a word to say for herself I" And if by chance Clara was invite<d to join in any of the neighborhood festivi ties, Mrs. Brushby made hasto to do clino for her. "Clara never goes out," she said. "She has no taste for such things, poor dear." Until people began to believe that Clara Cone was either a recluse or an idiot. The pale factory girl had just taken the teapot off the stove, upon this espe cial evening, when Mrs. Brushby uttered an exclamation of surprise. "Whisk the things into the closet, quick, Clara," said she. "Put the bread behind' the family Bible. Don't leave that bottle of pickles on the mantle. Mr. Selwyn is coining." A minute and a half later Mrs. Brush by, in her best black silk apron, greeted the clergyian with her sweetest smile. "My visit is intended to your niece, Miss Cone, as well as to yourself," said Mr. Selwyn, after the topic of the wea ther had been duly discussed. "0, Clara," said Mrs. Brushby, sim pering--"Clara wiishes to be excused. Clara sees no company. I really regret the dear girl's eccentricity, but-" And she rolled her green eyes heaven ward, with a deprecating motion of the hands. "She never comes to church," said Mr. Selwyn, gravely. "Ah-h-h I" groaned Mrs. Brushby, "her heart is like the nether millstone. If you knew, dear Mr. Solwyn, how I have striven with her I" Mr. Selwyn looked cornered. "I am beginning a series of sermons to young people next Sunday evening. Pray use your endeavors to induce this young girl to attend." And Mrs. Brushby promised that she would, and the young clergyman took his leave. "You must I" said Mrs. Brushby. "Please, aunt, don't ask me I" said Clara, with tears in the limpid eyes. "What a goose you are I" said Mrs. Brushby. "As if it made any earthly difference! And I must have the dress to wear to church to-morrow evening. Mr. Selwyn is to preach the first of a series of sermons to young people, and I'm specially interested in 'em." "But I never sewed on Sunday in my life.". "The dressmaker has disI'p''2d mO, and I must have the dress. A few seams more or less, what do they matter? I'll risk your soul I And nobody need ever knog~ Only think, Clara Cone, what I hiave done for you." ''On, aunt, I can't I" cried Clara, in a choked voice. It wouldn't be right." "And whio sat you upl as a judge of right and wrong, I'd like to know ?" almost screamed Mrs. Brushby. "Now take your choie ; either finish up this dress for me, or leave the house," Clara was silent for a moment. Then she sp)oke. "'I will leave the house," she said. "And I fully approve of your decision," said Mr. Selwyn's voice, as lie stepped in from the opendloored portico, whore his knock had been drowned by3 the high accents of Mrs. Brushby. "Leave the house, Miss Cone, and I will see that a refuge is provided for you at the home of Miss Foxe." Mrs. Brushby stood startled'and dis mayed. Clara Cone, pale and silent, laid her hand on the minister's arm and loft the room anid the house. Honest Miss Foxe was amazed when Clara Cone took refuge with her. "Well," she declared. "I always knew that Cornelia Brushiby was a regular grindler, but I did suppose she had somne Chiristain decency about her. Yes, child, yoti arc welcome to my spare room, and I sha'n't charge you any board. I dare say you will lend a hand now and then, when I'm busy; and your comipany will be a deal of comfort to me." But Miss Foxo didn't have that "coin fort" long. Mr. Selwyn had become interested in the pale, clear,-eyed factory girl, and, before the wild roses blos somned along the verge of the woods, the parsonage had -a mistress, and Mr. Sel wyn no longer came under the head of "unmarried clergymen." Mrs. Brushiby's tender aspirationms were blighted ini the bud ; but a bald headed old bachelor bought the factory just about that time, and Mrs. Brushby transferred her attentions to the non~ coiner--and, with many nods and winks, she gives the general public to under. stand that Mr. Selwyn is her rejected lover. "You see," saidl Mrs. Brushby, with her green eyes of confiding artlessness uplifted, "I never could reconcile myself to the trials of a minister's wife." A umsk of gnol1 bides all deaformities A i1ghiland Table D'Hqote. I had been.improving my mind lately, reading books of travel--' 'A ride in Petti coat and Slippers," "A Trip to Manitoba," "A Daring Voyage Across the Atlantic," "Journeys in Canoes Down Foreign Ri vers"-every description of adventure, toil and travel. Fired with ambition, I longed to travel. However, I am only a little widow, fragile in appearance, and not too courageous in reality (in fact, my sisters laughed excessively at the more idea of my traveling); so I thought petticoats and slippers must be an uncomfortable way of seeing savage countries, and to which I really did not feel quite equal, and I preferred a trip to Scotland. It sounds easy, but then it is very romantic ; and there is always the chance of tihe coach upsetting (which, by-the-by, one did the other day, and several people were hurt), or the steamer blowing up, or oneself being blown off a precipice, to add zest and danger to the undertaking. I traveled alone with a maid-maids are trouble some creatures, still it is a great thing when one is tired to have one's dressing gown laid out, and one's muddy boote pulled off ; so I had to endure her. Of course she had no soul ; she never ad mired the sunsets, but leant back munching apples ; she could not descry a charm in hunting up butterflies and killing them with chloroform--it cer tainly always gave me a shudder to per form this oflice; it was so terribly like vivisection ; nor did she care a bit for all the sweet little wild flowers I picked as we went along, and which, indeed, did fade dreadfully before we reached our destination. I even caught her throwing some exceptionally decayed ones out of the railway carriage window, with the exclamation, "My goodness, what a lot of muck I" The railway traveling was dull enough, I allow : tribes of tourists getting in and out at every station, and looking hot, angry or discontented; slamming down their bas kets and bundles of weeds and damp ferns tied up in handkerchiefs upon our wincing feet, or grumbling because we did not immediately make room for a fat papa, mamma, and daughters beside us -why should we? they were no ac quaintances of ours-or very tall, very sunburnt, very ruddy young men with alpen-stocks, which they planted firmly in front of them at the imminent risk of putting out our eyes. All these little events were very ordinary, and, I must say, disagreeable. Brusher, my maid, thought so too, I could soo. it, then, when we fairly reached the Highland scenery, where fairy-like silver streams tumbled down the sides of steep rocks that looked as if made for the purpose; where birch firs and mountain ashes clung lovingly to crested hills, and deep purple tips reached away up through a dim curling mist into the clear blue sky, while real burns or torrents or whatever else is the proper name for them rum bled and dashed along in happy showers of milk-white spray far below us-I did feel Lhat traveling was very nice. Then, too, I began my first experience on a table d'hotc. When we reached the little country inn, half smothered in larch and ash trees, staring right up a beautiful valley that seemed to fade away into a kind of regiment of dark blue hills, each popping up to look over the other's head; of course, I asked for a sitting room. "Ye can have one, mom; but there's just the cominon room and thme coffee room, whore yc'll tak' yer meals." I had never taken meals before, like the servants; I had alwvays dined; howvever, there was no help for it; and now at last I felt I was really exploring, really roughing it. Mine was a stuffy little bedroom,wvith red muoreen curtains and the chambermaid and waiter wash ing the tea things and quarreling and making it up just outside my door; so I was not sorry when the bell rang, or ra ther tolled (for it sounded just like a church bell) for dinner. I walked dlown the stairs with my usual dignity-no thing gives so much effect to a small wvoman as dignity-and p~erceived a good-looking young lady, with clouds of fuzzy hair and a jersey-body, just in front of me. "'I'll follow her," I thought; and so I did-into the servant's dining room, where a waiter, running aifter me, explained that I was wrong and brought me triump~hantly into the dining hall. The latter had an imp~osing effect, p~an e1l(d ceiling, sides and doors of piolishied pine, a quantity of flaring mineral oil lamps on the table, a few artificial flow era, andl round ab~out fifty people all eating soup. I took my place, white my heart sank and my appeotite faded away. Thids was indeed "'akinmg" meals, not dining. "'Oxtail on giblet?" a h'oarse voice murmured at my elbow ; and he fore I even kneow that I had answe.-ed, a muoking bowl of soup stood in fr',nt of me, into wvhicha I absently llunged my electro-plated sp)oon. How I wished nowv I had brought B3rr~sher I But then I reflected maids must never 1he taken out of their pr~oper sphlere; and if she had dined with mec then, she might ex p)eet to do so in the future at home. Indeed, a widow is so lonely she would gladly even dine with her maid1. Presently, as nobody seemed to pay any attention to me, I ventured to look around; and I was struck by one fact almost all the women were in mourning. Net in complimentary or fancy black, such as it is very chic nowv to wear, but in real Uncompromising mourning, jet brooches, and all that sort of thing. I thought with dismay of my own dark blue gown and amber tie; for my period of weeds was over. What did it mean ? Was it the livery of the table d'hote? Was it considered good taste ? Or were they really in such grief that they had elected to travel in order to disperse 5)ne of their sorrow? I could not de cide, so 1 looked again. Then I saw that alost all the men were clergymen, and the rest rough-looking people in shooting-coats, with tanned faces. Be side me, oi one side, an elderly gentle man of amiable appearance, trade un iistalkably marked upon hiiii; on the other, a lad with aquiline nose and retreating chin. I could not, tackle him, for I always detest boys or iny ien under thirty. I turned to my other neighbor, rather uncertain, if it was the thing to speak to one's neighbor, and said: 'Do you think it will rain ?"-I noticed afterwards that it was raining; but then one cannot be expected to think of everything-And the old gentle man answered pleasantly that Ie thought it would. After that we got oil capitally. We began talking on all sorts of subjects, even the Academy; lie had seen a great many pictures that I had sonichow over looked, and I felt quite at my case and at home, and laughed just am I do when I am happy, when a sharp " Luke, my dear., don't you see T want the salt ?" from the wife on the other side brought us up short, and I had to hold my toiigue while my neighbor soothed his better half's irritated feelings. At. the head of the tnble was a parson, evidently looked ipuln as a person of importance, for reference was made to his opinion on all subjects, from Church questions to trout-fishing. The man next him was stout and jocular, and car ried oil a running couversation with the waiter, ill this wise-"Yes I'll take some more beef and some of the greens-at least;" o1 being corrected and informed bhat they were not greens, but, French beans, 'at least they're green, which the greens never are. Now, then, give me iomec strawberry jam I Who ever heard af a Scotch meal without strawberry jam ?" Opposite were a spruce little couple-she with polished hair braids siid best silk neckerchief and brooch ; lie in spotless black, like an undertaker out of place, even the sparse hairs on his head black and shiny and funereal. They conversed iuch together amiably, imnd lie remarked that 7 o'clock was quite it heathenish hour to dine at; 6 o'clock was late enough in all conscience. The meal was very plentiful and very good, And every one (lid justice to it except Illyself, who, after the remark about, the lalt, felt distinctly snubbed. The next morning, after I descended to breakfast, I again sat next the same family, but this time it was next the lady. I attempted, in the intervals of scones and buttered toast and newly gatheredl honey, quite delicious to an English gourmet, to hazard a slight re inark. The lady tossed her head, and said, "Indeed !" I felt further efforts were hopeless ; and there was iny friend Af last night at t. head of the table, ot even daring to throw me a glance of ipproval. I drew myself uip and looked haughltily, as I can do 'whmen I like. But the mothler could smile well enough whenl she (chose, as she1 proved presently when her good-looking daughter asked for jaml. I wondered whlat would have becen the result had I asked for jam. To miy surprise, later ini tile day, when I hand finiishedc my trampil amnonig the hills with Brush er-the views were lovely, but Brusher's lpetticoate got wet, and 1110 didl int care for the walk-the samne ilderly lady came~l up1 to me at the sta tion, where I was sittinlg p~artly 0on a cool) af chickens, partly on my own portnmn Leau, very damp anld sticky wvith ladies; Fold said in anm unlctiouis voice, "'I think youi said you were going to In1verniess, would you mind taking charge of my laughter ?" I felt flattered, pleased, llabbiergaisted, all ini 01oniomuent. What had happened ? Had the hlusband IlpologizAed or the 'wife forgiven1 ? Or did she tink, after alhl, a little widow at ii Lube d.'hotc was entitled to some indul gencee, Or perhjaps sh~e imagined I was a luchess in disguise ? I never knew. But the girl was very nice, amid I took care of hear as far as Inv'erness, muche to Brusher's disgust. A Telescopei Story. The San Francisco Uall tells an extraor dninary story respectling a monster telescope muade by Professors Lefevre and Longtour, F'renchl scientists, and erected at San F'ran cisco. Tihe lenses are twenty feet in dl amelitor, ando this 18 what happened when the astronomers and their frlnds turned the instrument to the heavens : M. D~ufrere was Lho first to apply his eye to the eye piece of ti." telescope. F'or fully five minm utes he looked on in speechless ama-lament, then, withuoult a wordi, tuirned~ away to hide1 hIs emotion. One t'y onre the genmtleen present testedl the telescope, exhlibiting theIr astomiahment in various ways. Thle planet whh h hlappened to ca it its bea-ns ipon the great spec~ulm) was Mar , and thme revelation Is too won derini for credit, 'The eyepiece of tile loiwest miagnifying power was first placed on, when the plnet, pre scntedl a niost astonishing sight. The power ful lens broumght, thle planet nearer than thlat of the mioon has ever been brought, by the miost powerful telescope. The green of the sea was brought out In unmistakable color, and one couild almost Imagine that he cold( see the waves upon the surface. 'There be rore thle eye was spread oiut a splendid p-mo-0 ramna of 1h11 andl dlae,diark patches that, must bocovered b~y forests,greatyollowsh patch es thlat looked like autumn fields, silvery thiread.s that must, be rivers, and several unmistakable volcanoes In action. Iliod iad the Avenger. The postllaster of Mahanoy City, Pa, recently received a letter signed 'Michaol Gillaspie," containing a well-writton ac count of the murder of Matthew Dono hoe, a young man twenty-eight years of age, mnd of the subsequent killing of his murderer, and it asked that the post master deliver the letter to Donohoe's family, who were su.ppo.ed to reside in Mahanoy City. Mr. Patrick Donohoe, the father of the murdered man, was one of the oldest residenta of that place, having lived at. Cole's patch many years ago, afterward moving into town, and keeping the tavern at the First Ward poll. He had a family of several girls and one boy. The girls went to live out ill Philadelphia (where their father join ed them last Christmas) and the boy Matthew becamo of a roving wild dispo sition, and wanderedof', about live years ago, into the western country. The family received occasional letters inform ing them of his whereabouts until some thing over a year ago when they lost all trace of the rover, until the letter above referred to was received and handed to Mr. Thomas Donohoe, a relativo in this place, who forwarded it to the family. As near as we cn learn, the facts stated in tile letter are as follows; Ear!y last Winter "Matty" left Denver, Colorado, for a point in New Mexico to engage in the construction of a new railroad. The only store at the place was kept by a Spaniard, who, ill addition to less harm ful things, kept i good stock of frontier whiskey. To this place Donohoe and his fellow-workman, Michael Gillaspio, went one evening with the intention, wo suppose, of trying the quality of the Spaniard's fluids. Gillaspie returned shortly to the railroad camp and went to sleep. The next morning, not seeing Donohoc ill the camp, lie went to the Spaniard's to inquire after him. The latter stated that Donohoe had left for the camp shortly after the departure of his companion,but while they were talk ing one of the laborers on the railroad came hurrying in with tile news that a man was lying dead ill the woods a short distance off. Gillaspie turned to the Spaniard and said; "You did this." The Spaniard denied having perpe trated the deed. Gillespie reiterated; "You did it, and in a few hours you will follow him." This threat was no idle one,for a short time after Gillaspie got together a hand - ful of desperate characters, suchi as are 01un11101ly to be found ill the colistrue Hon gangs of the Western railroads. They visited the Spaniard's, drank his whisky, engaged him ill at quarrel, and linished up by kicking the life out of him oil the floor of his own store, and then gutted the establishment. It was a complete job, andi a true specimen of Western ven geaclle iand lawlessness. Gillaspie ill his letter states that tile murdered Spaniard had killed four or live. persons in his lifetime, and wNas col siidered a sure shot and a dangerous chIaracter. Interes.tinlg to P'enion Oliins The Commissioner, withm the applroval of Secretary Kirkwood, has inlitiated a ne0w practice which will greatly facilitate tile busliness5 of his Oflice, and( to a greatI extent obviate thle dlelays to whlich clai manmts for penlsions have hleretofore beenl subijected. It 1ha15beenl the plractice heretofore ulpon the filling of an1 appli cation for a piension for tihe commlission.. e~r to) waiit util lie had boon1 furnished b~y the adljutant genieral and surgeon general with the military anid hosp1ital recordl of tile applicant before callinig on1 him to furnish aniy ev'idencee required froml him iln his ownl blfli. T1his 11a1 greaitly retarded the set tlement of claims, owing to the fact that thle oflicers of the war department hlave lieeinunablIe to fur nmishx the data required fromn them as rap~idly as5 needed. Thus sin1ce the p)au sage of the arrearages act inl January, 1879, about 200,000 claims have been filed, upon01 83,000 oif which haive thle ad1-4 jultanit genieral anid surgeon genaeral b~eenl abhle to make ai replort. Colmmissioner JBently says that in all thlere aire now about 130,000 claims waiting for reports from the war departments, ando thme nmnm her is increalsinlg at the rate of 1001 a(day. Thle commiissionier hIas thieref ore pireplar ed a circular, a copy of which will be sent as soon as p~racticablJe to each alp plicant for peionl wh'losOecase is waiting for tile reports from the war departmnents. In this circular the commlnissionler says thalt tile dlelays attending tile practice of waiting for tile reports froma the war de partmnt inl eachl case "halve inacreased to sulch anl oxtent that the interest~s of bloth tile chlamnt and thle govermnent are liale to lie seriously prlejulcedl there 1by, because tile deaths whlich occur among tile chlaiant4 anld witnesses, to gethler with thle lap)8' (of time, greatly increase the oblsculrity of the facts upon01 whlich tile pens1ions5 depend, andI addl to tile difliulties iln ascertaining thle truith.' Among mfortals second thloughts arme the wisest. A joyful evening may follow a sorrow ful morning. --The Bank Commissioners of N aw Hlamplshire, in theifr annual report, state that the total deposits in 64 banks amoun~t to $82,000,000. TheO banks hiavn a sinwplit of $2,226,000 Tricks of Auctioneers. A young couple who came from the country, having a little ready money, determined to try the experiment of letting furnished rooms in New York. They hired a houso within four blocks of Madison Square, in a residenco neigh. borhood, at a moderate rent, and stocked it with furniture which, although not new, was in a fair condition. They paid $1,200 for their furniture. After a few weeks they concluded that the experiment would not be proiltable, as both were in ill health, and they decided to nell their furniture. Advertisements for purchas era at. private sale brought none willing to give iore than $1,000 for the furni Lure, and the owners made l) their Iinds to sell it by alctioln. An auctioneer was recommended to them, and lie went to look at the goods. He told them that. the furniture would bring moro than $1,000 at auction. He was go positive that lie ol'ered to take the goods and pay $900 cash for the-n. When the day of sale cane the aucti-m -er took charge of the house, with his alerks and helpers, The owners were both sick and unable to give their per ional attention. Meanwhile the auction went on. Pretty soon friends who had uome to bid on several articles of value fouind that they couln not catch the eyo >f tile auctioneer. The houso was tilled with second-hand dealers who were on familiar terims with the "4 going-going -gone " man, and they alone could get Lheir bids recognized. The result. was that things went for nominal prices. It was in vain that the honest bidders pro Lested that their bids had not been recognizwed. "Can't help it; I didn't hear you;" or, "You must speak louder;" or, "I (lid [lot seo you," were the replies that the muctioneer made ill an ofi-hand way as ie hurried from one1 article to another. [ was inl vain that messengers went to he owners and told them that their pro perty was being given away. The sale ivas rushed through, and a thing would iardly be put up before it was knocked lown to some1 of the dealers who crowded tround the auctioneer, and with know hug iods and winks showed how they mijoyed the legalized robbery that was ;oiug on. A parlor set worth $150 was sold for $40. An easy chair worth $40 went for $5. Hair mattresses worth $18 iold for $4. Kitchen utonsils were knocked down hurriedly for a few cents before anxious bidders in the room could get a chance to bid. When the auctioneer settled with the v)wners he had a long list of charges and !onmissions, -1ills for advertising, print .ng catalogues, help, stationary, per !entage, auctioneers' fees, etc., which :ook ofl a large slice of even the small wreentage of value obtained. The result was t.hat tile owners got about $200 for $1,200 worth of furniture, and had tihe tatisfaction of seeing a large part of it or sale in a neighboring auction store :le next day. Ice Crean and (lue. Iia there any pure ice-eam? Well," t New York confectioner said, ' I laim to make ice-cream of pure ma erials, but I cannot afford to soll it at he price laid down by manufacturers, Phey charge 81 a gallon, I chargo $1.50. md, although I give my customers a mre article for their money, I don't sup i0se that T mtake nearly as much profit mit of a gallon as the large fh'ms make vho( sell it 50 cents cheaper." e ason is plain enough. If you 'ad this postal card it will give you the toy to the whole mystery: "'Dear Sir:-We herewith gcendsam ile; lhease give it a fair trial. Prico 50 ~ents por 1pound(. " espectfully yours,---. "This namplle p~acket contained two mnlcs of what was called gelatine, and s said to make one and( a-half quarts of :rystallinc jelly. In reality,'' the coni etioner' iontinlued, ''it is ntothing m)oreC or1 less thain a fair qluality of glue, which an be bought at any drug store. The ~ost is estunlated1 at from 35 cents to 30 onts aL poundm~. It is niot evenl gelatino, 'or gelatinoe is usually sol ini shoots. ['hose two ounces are suftlicient to make wo gallons of ice-cream. It is first nelted inl luke-warm milk anld then Iouired1 into the freezer-to give the cream body. Nearly all the large maniufactu er usne it, and~ inl proportioni to the muolunt of glue they p)ut in, the less ~roam they require. It is quite easy to oll when ice-cream is adulterated. It ia a p~uffy applearanlco, somewhat like Jha~rlotto Ruasso, and if you plunge a poon into it you will almost feel the air -ushiing out. After eating it a pecmulliar einationi is felt in the throat. TIhis irises from two causnes: First, from the telatino, so-called; and s1 econdly, fromi lhe adullterated flavoring thait is uised. [For instaiice, the lenmon flavor is obtaini 'd from oil of lemons; the strawberry .ihiich, iln turn, is maide from ether; the Panlilla extract from alcohol, as it dloes iot pay to make it from the beaus, wvuhi most $10 per pound. T1hat is how 50ome nanufactirers get their flavoring. Mince his refhmld glue has beena introduced, torni-starchi is uised less extensively. It 5 nOt unucommi~oni for big .dealers to put >oine-diust in their wvhite sugar, so that youi see there is ainother iteii of aiduilter itioni." '"What does a quart of pmure ice-cream ost you?" '"A quart of purYCecreanm costs 20 lonts. I cani buy ceam for 15 cents, mlt it isn't ipure. Four fresh eggs cost 4 cenits, a half-pound white standrd mugar 5 cents, flavoriing hi cents, ice and mnIt 3 cents. Tfotal, 39 conts. This will givei a little over a quart, and~ I genlerally put thoe actual cost of a quart at about 80 lents, or $1.20 per gallon, leaving a mar gin of 30 cents profit. The fact is, n1( wholesale mnaufactlurer can p~roduco pure ice-cream at $1 a gallon, and there roro they have to put giuo inte it in rder to make a big profit on their sales, A Fearful Half-Hour. In the early days of the Cincinnati Southern,before it had attained its pres ent system, and immediately after the road had been opened for traffic to Som erset, occurred an event the recollection of which even to this day serves to bring out goose flesh on those who at the time were cognizant of the impending disas ter. Within a few days after passenger travel began the oflicers of the Southern sent invitations for a trip over the road to all of Cincinnati's wealthiest men and heaviest tax-payers, and on the morning of the excursion dozens of carriages left the Burnet house, the place of meeting and conveyed them across the river to Ludlow, whero the "special," headed by No. 1, the .crack engine, with Mat. Coombs at the lever, was in waiting. Miles N. Beatty, now superintendent of the southern division, was conductor. When all the excursionista were on board the engineer and conductor went into Train Dispatcher Cooledge's office, where they read and signed the follow ing order, and placed copies in their pockets : "Meet and pass No. 2, north-bound passenger train, at Williamstown." To Williamstown for delivery to the north-bound passenger train on arrival, was sent the following 9rder: "-Conductor : "Meet and pass south-bound special at Will iamstown." So that the situation stood thus-cither train reaching the place indicated first was to go on the siding and wait there until the one coiing from the opposite direction had arrived and gone ahead on the cleared track. Of the wealthy passen ger load some wpro seated chatting, others were standing on the platforms, and still others on the sumniner car,when, glancing up11 1an1d dowi his train, the con ductor, finding everything in good order and readines, waved his hand to the watching engineer, and the special pulled out, slowly at first, but as it moved on the speed increased until it went out of sight around the curve a-flying, and a little later a rumbling sound told of its crossing tho trestle, and that it was well and fairly started on the way south. It was understood that extra fast time was to be made, and to of'er no obstacle the track had been cleared of eveything save the p)assenger train referred to. One half hour after the start from Ludlow, No. 2. fifteen minutes behind time, reached Williamstown, at which plaeo the standing rulo was imperative that conductors should at all times stop and inquire for orders. Stopping only long enough to unload a passenger in the mud, the conductor, thinking only of making up lost time, signaled the engi neer, and the train went on. The horrified operator from his window saw No, 2 flashing northward to what seemed inevitable destruction, as the tel ograph line between his room and Lud low was unbroken by a single instrument. and at that moment two trains at high rates of speed were rapidly lessoning the distanco between each other on the sin gle track. He telegraphed at once to Ludlow that "No, 2 had passed without 4topping foi orders." All color left the face of train dispatch er Cooledge as lie received the message and as he communicated the dire in telligence to Jack Redmond, master or transportat-isn, that individual's counte nanco assumed a similar hue. With him to think was to act. Stepping to the station door lie quietly beckoned several men to hii and composedly gave in structions to each. One-half dozen of them weit on the double-quick in duff erent directions for physicians. The store keepers went into the warshouse and gathered together sponges, baskets, ma- . torials for splints and soft muslin for bandages. Meanwhile other employees had run up to the engine-house, and starting a fire under an idle locomotive had hitched on to a caboose and backed dowvn in fi'ont of the station where the car was transformed at once into a lics pital coach. To all save Redmond and Cooledge these p~rcparations were mys terious. The roliof train was soon ini readiness, but did not start. Redmond, seatedl at thme desk and estimating the rate of speed at which the trains were moving, calculated about where the eol lision would take placo. Seine of the pasisengers would escape unhurt, and one of them would hasten at oce on horseback to Williamstown, the nearest p)oint~ for medical aid. Hero the operator would learn the exact locality of the ac cideont and send a dispatch to Ludlow. Possessed of this inforniation Recdmond could send his waiting engine and ear, with its corps of phbysicians and nurses, to the spot at the rate of nearly a mile a minute. - The ether and slower planm would be to let the ''relief" start out and cautiously find its way around the many curves.. Hoe chose the wiser course. The scene in the train dispateher's office was p~ainful. Cooledgo, leaning over the silent instrument, watched it with fever ish eyes as if to read its secret before transmission. On another chair was Redmond, wvith big globes of pespiration coining from the pores of ~I~co and rolling dowvn unheeded .. N~ler man spoke.0 Five1 ton, twenty, thirty minutes that seemed like ages p~assed,when came a sharp click. It was Williamstown call ing Ludlow. Cooledge's hair rose upi on end as lie gave the response. Redmond stood up and placed a hand on the door knob. The nuext moment Cooledge fair ly yelled, "No collision. No. 2, has just backed into Willianmstown." The two men shook hands with the same vigor as if they were twvin brothers and, hadn't met for a thousand years. It was then ascertained that, by the most fortunate circumstances, the trains had simultaneously entered from oppo sdito ends upon the longest piece of 'straight track between the two telegraph stations, and an instantaneous application of brakes had brought them toa stop with in twventy feet of each ether. No. 2,' re cegnizing the "special's" right of way, backed to. Willamstown, whore it went in on the siding,and Cincinnati's million aires and capitalists proceeded unhurt on their journey. We love thme evil we do until we suffet for it. Envy shooteth at others and woundotI himself.