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TltI-W EEKLY EDITION. WINNSBOR-O S. C.. AUGUST 13,.1881.ESALHD 8. THE TIME IN SIORT. I sometimes feel the thread of life is slender, And soon with the labor will be wrought; Then grows my lArt to other hearts more tentier, Tite time Is short. A s'teplerd's tent of reeds anti flowers decaying: That night winds soon will crumble Into uaaght; Mo seemts my life, for some rude blast delaying, The time Is short. Up, tup, my soul, the long spent time releemng; How thou the seeds of better deed and thought; Light other lamups, while yet thy light is beaming The time is short. Think of the good thou miight have done; wien brightly The suns to thee life's choicest seasons brought; Iloura lost to God, In pleasure passing lightly. The time is short. 'lThe tine is short. Then be thy heart a brother's - To every heart that needs thy help lit aught,; Moon thou may need the sympathy of others, The tine Is short, If thou lhast friends, give them thy best endeavor 'thy warmest Impulses and thy purest thought Keeping In thy mind, in word and action ever, The tine is short. Where sumnier winds, aroma laden, hover, Companions rest;. their work forever wrought, Roo other graves the moss and fern will cover; The time is short. Up, tp, my soul I ere yet thy shadow falleth Home good return lit latter seasons wrought; Forget thyself, when ditty angels calieth, The time Is short. ny all the lapses thou iast been forgivet, By all the lesson1s prayer to tiee lIath taugiht, 'To others teach the sympathies of 1eaven, 'tite tinte is short. TilE MINISTER'S STORY. Mrs. Deacon Farrell brushed the flour 1 from her hands, casting meanwhile a I complacent eye over the well-filled kitchen table, with the generous array f of unbaked pies and cakes ; the plump i turkey stuffed and trussed for the nior- 1 row's baking, and-the big chicken pie to I which her fingers had put the finishing f touches, as she repeated more decided ly: "Look here, Sally ! There's enough t chicken left with the giblets-that I never put in my own pie, because the deacon don't' relish 'em--ter make a Thanksgiving pie for the ninister's folks. 'Twont need to be very large," she added, in reply to Sally's doubtful look. "Only the minister and his wife-'--and you can bake it in thAt smallest yaller dish." "Now, I'm going up stairs to look e over them rags, an' you make an' bake I it right off, so's I can send it over by the deacon. He's to go out ter the corner a this afternoon, and can take it along as 1 well as not." C She bustled out of the door, but the next moment, seized perhaps with a sudden pang of compunction, she put her head in again to say warningly: "Be sure you put in a good parcel of 1 gravy; that'll keep it from being dry, if a 'tie half giblets." "Yes'm," answered Sally, briskly; and catching up the rolling-pin she brought t it down with an emphasis upon a lump of dough on the moulding board. As the stairway door cloied behind her mistress, Sally dropped the rolling- i pin and a look of perplexity crept over her dull face, making it ten times more t stolid than usual, while Ahe repeated, in t ludicrous bewilderment: - "Giblets I What, in idI creation, if t anybody can tell me, does she moan by 12 * them?" Involuntarily she took a step forward, but checked, herself as quickly, wvhile | - a cunning. smile replaced the look of ~ perplexity, and, she mnttered triumph- y antly : c "I guess.I ain't agoin' to confess my . ignorance to the deactn's wife and let a her have her say as she always does:t 'T wo terms to tihe 'eademy, Sally, and , not know that I' No, ma'am I not wvhile ~ there's a dictionary in the house I" So, softly creeping into the adjoining t sitting-room, Sally hastily opened a big I dictionary on the deacon's wvriting desk c and began her seareh for the mysterious e wvord. "0-i-b-hero 'tin in' and she read aloud 1i to herself, with an air of triumph, thue f, following definition : lI "Those parts of a fowl that are rc moved before cooking--the heart, giz- t zard, liver, &c" "That's it-heart, gizzard, liver, and~ ] n o forth," she repeated joyfully, as she a retraced her steps to the .kitchen, and I began with alacrity to fill, according to t directions, the minister's bie ; keeping , up, meanwhile, a running fire of comn mont for her own special benefit. t "Six gizzards!i Well, that is rather 'steep,' as Dan Watson wouisay. But I guess the deacon's wife knows ; if she don't 'tain't none of my business. Six hearts I Them's small, andi tuck into I the corners handy. Six livers I Seemsi ter mue they don't fill up much," and she I glanced, withs a p~erplexedl air, at a pile of denuded chicken bones that formed her only resource." "Now, I wvonder, withu a sudden inspi ration, what that 'and4 so forth' means ? 1 Here's hearts, gizzards, and lhver, plenty of 'em, but no 'and so forth,' and the< pie ain't more than twoq-thirds full yet. It must be," and she ' cast a bewildered 1 look at the half-filled pie, "the chicken's legs I I never knew anyone to put 'em i in a pie, but that mnust be wvhat it means, an' thuey'll just fill tip."-. No sooner thought than done. In t went three pairs of stout yellow legs upon which their unfortunat4' owniers t had strutted about so proudly only the a day before.; on went tho well-rolled I dough, coveving them from 'ight, and r into thle oven went the minister's pie, t itet as the mistress of the house re 3ntored the kitchen, and with an approv. ig look at the snowy pastry, remarked ncouragingly : 'That pie looks real neat, *Sally. I 1houkd not wonder if, in time, you came to be quite a cook." It was Thanksgiving morning, and Iiss Patience Pringle stood at the min ister's back door. To be sure, it was rather early for callers, but Miss Pringle was, as she often boasted, 'one of the kind that never stood on ceremony.' [ndeed, she did-n't even consider it nec )ssary to knock before she opened the loor, although she was thoughtful 3nough to open it softly. The minister's ivife was just taking from the oven a lewly warmed chicken pie, which she learly dropped from her hand so startled vas she by the sharp, shrill voice that 1poke so close to her: "Good mornin', Miss Graham. Good nornin'. Ain't been to breakfast yet I ice. We had ours half 'an hour ago. I Cnow my mother used to say that if any Jody lost an hour in the mornin' they night chase it all day and not ketch up ,vith it then. "hiat's a good looking pie-pretty 'ich pastry, though, for a chicken pie I I don't never put much shortenin' in mnything of that kind, its rich enough nside ter make up. But yod're young, in' have a good many things to learn yet. run in ter see if you could spare me a ,up of yeast, mine soured and tho last )atch of bread I made I had tor throw o the hogs." "Certainly," and a roguish smile litted over the fair face of the minister's vife, at this specimen of her meddlesome ieighbor's own economy. But she had earned a rare lesso'n of judicious silence, ad taking the cup that Miss Patience >rQoluced from beneath her shawl, she >ade her visitor be seated while she left he room to get the desired article. As her steps died away, Miss Patience Loiselessly arose from her seat and ap oroaching the dresser upon which the io stood, peered curiously into the pertures iin the crust, her sharp face xpressing eager curiosity. "I'll bet a Iine-pence she didn't know enough ter >ut crackers in. I wish I could get one ook, just to satisfy my own mind," she dded. And, determined to accomplish Ler object at all hazards, she ran a knife leftly around a small portion of the edge, lud inserting four inquisitive fingers, ifted the brown crust, and took a glimpse f the contents. A look of unmitigated disgust passed ver her face. Dropping into a conve icut chair, she ac;.ually groaned aloud: "Well, I never I An' we payin' that ian five hundred dollars a year, be ides a donation party at Christmas. )ugh I" Unsuspicious Mrs. Graham, as she re arned with the yeast, was somewhat uzzled by the sudden frostiness of her uest, who hurried out of the house as some dreadful contagion had haunted ; but when the iniister in carving the ie that the deacon's wife had sent made wo important discoveries almost simul ineously, the reason for' Patience's Itered demeanor was made plain, and ble young pair had a hearty laugh that uade the old parsonage ring like a peal f Thanksgiving bells. The Tuesday following was the regular ay for the weekly sawing citelc, and aldom had that interesting gathering roved so lov~ely and animated as con this casion. Miss Patience was in the field bright n'dl early, and it was evident at a glance those that knew her best that she was roll-nigh bursting with some important ecret that she was only waiting a fitting pportunity to divulge. That opp)or mity was not long in comning, for Mrs. )eacon Farrel,- who was a constitutional roaker, took occasion to say, in refer nec to the hard times -'Tho Deacon hams beeni tryin' ter col ct the church tax and lhe says he nmever aund money so tight in all the years c's lived here. It's as hard now to et five dollars as it used to be to get on." "An' no wonder," spoks up Miss 'atienoce, with the stony severity of a phinx. " You can't expect folks ter eel like payin' out their money when hey see it fairly throwvn away and Everybody looked curious, and some f the younger girls began to bridle de lantly. The minister's sweet young rife was evidently a favorite with them t least. "~What do you mean by that ?" asked Ifrs. Farrel, pointedly. "Miss Graham a young and inexperienced to be sure; mutt, as the deacon was sayin' only restorday, she d'oes very well indeed, onsiderin'." Patience tossed her head knowingly. 'I don't want to say nothin' to hurt her, >ut livin' iiext door as I do, I can't al vays help seein' and hearin' things that ther folk's can't be expected to know ,bout, and when I see and know things ike--" There was an ominous pause, and the leacon's wife sked, excitedly, "Like what?" "Chicken pies, with legs and feet of hie chicken b~aked in!" Had a thund'erbolt then fallen among hem, it coul'd not have ettused greater urprise to those tidy, thrifty New Eng d.' ihouskeepers than this dreadful evelation of thme incapacity of the pas ar's young wife,. "Are you snre of it 9" ganped n matron, breaking the ominous silence. "I know it for a fact," was solemnly re turned. "Chicken legs in a pie !" "She's a born fool I" ejaculated the deacon's wife, indignantly, "and I'm thankful for her poor husbands sake that I sent her over one of my pies yesterday. They had to throw her's away, of course, and it's lucky.that he didn't have to go without his Thanks giving breakfast on account of her igno rance and shiftlessness." "How did you know about the pie ?" asked one of the girls. Miss Patience bristled defiantly. 'That's nobody's business but my own," she retorted tartly. "I don't go round ter find out things that don't concern me, I'd have you knowl but when they're 'thrown right into my face, as you might say, I don't shut my eyes any more'n other folks." Just here the door opened, and in walked the subject of their conversation, with her pretty face glowing with the haste she had made, and a mischievous twinkle to her brown eyes that nobody noticed, so occupied were they in hiding the confusion that her sudden entrance had created. Walking up to the table where most of the ladies were sitting, she saluted them cordially ; and then holding out upon the tip of one slender finger a well worn thimble. she said archly "Where do you think I found your thimble, Miss Patience ?" So pleased was Miss Patience to regain her lost treasure that she forgot for a moment all her assumed dignity, ind ex claimed joyfully: "Well, I declare, I ami glad to see that thimble once more I I told Mary Jane thatbielt sure I had it on my finger when I run into your house Thanksgivin' mornin' after that yeast. But when I got home it wa'n't nowhere to h) found. Now where did you find it?" Her shrill, high voice had attracted the attention of all in the room, and everybody, of course. looked up curiously as the minister's wife replied, with an innocent smile "In the chicken pie that our good friend here"-and she nodded brightly to Mrs. Farrel-"sent me. I left the pie on the dresser when I went down in the cellar after your yeast, and as soon a I came b~ack I put it on the table, and when my husband cut it, there was your thimble in it. How 6ould it have got there ? It is certainly very mysterious, anyway." Silence, dead, profound, yet, oh, how terribly significant to the~ deacon's wife and her spinster neighbor, fell upon the group. This was apparently unnoticed by Mrs. Graham, who, with a playful admonition to Miss Patien-ce to take better care of her thimble in future, began an animated conversation with the ladies nearest her that soon restored the company to their wonted ease and good humor. But poor Miss Patience ! She never heard the last of that lost thimble. While the deacon's wife, to the day of her death, never trusted any hands but her own to make a Thankgiving pie for thme minister. A Patenit Juror. A San Francisco man claims to have invented a patent juror which will meet the requirementa of the law fully. The patent, interconvertible, incorruptible juror is built of boiler iron, firmly riv eted from the neck to the hips, and covered with'~ trunk leather, ornamen tally sewed, and warranted not to rip or crack. From the hips to the heels the material employed is boxwood, fitted with joints and bound with colper, thus insuring flexibility, durability and strength where they are most needed in a juror. *The head is of basswood, studded with brass-headed nails and covered with railroad iron, which is riveted with bolta passing through the cranium. A sheathing of copper con ceals the bolt-heads, and this in titrn is hidden by the ordinary juror's expres sion of intelligence, skilfully, applied by eminent artists, who employ none but the finest paint. The trunk of the in vention contains a rod nicely balanced and hung in the centre. The mouth is provided with two tongues, on one of which is painted in b)old characters 'Guilty," and the other "Not guilty." These tongues are connected with the balanced rod by two fine, stiff steel wires. From either end of the rod is suspended a Idrgo piece of cheese, and when balanced, both tongues remain within the mouth. Thme case is tried na before the average juror, the evidence carefully drawn out, the summing-up speeches made by the counsel and the charges delivered by the court. When the case is closed, a small rat is intro dumced into the trunk through a trap and locked up by thoe sheriff. .The par ties in action have then but to wait for the verdict. Sooner or later, according to the extent to which the facts have been disputed, thme rat will eat one of the pieces of cheese which will allow the opposite end of the bar to fall, pressing up the steel wire connected with one of the tongues and presonting at the mouth the verdict of "Guilty," or' "Not guilty," as luck na aedrce the rat, -nyhv iroe --.The average of "human life Is about thirty-three years. -There are 23,000 feminine farnls i amat nyin .p Ventriloquism. "Who are the greatest ventriloquists?" "Well, thero was an old Athenian named Eurykles,who is spoken of in his tory as master of thb art. Then thero were Professor Alexandre and Louis Brabout of modern times. They wore both Frenchmen. Brabout lived in the fourteenth century, I believe, and was said to be the best ventriloquist the world 'ever knew. Alexandre lived at an earlier period, and was noted more for his mimotic representations than for hii ventriloquial powers. Professor Love, of England, was colobrated in the art, and was rivaled by Professor Hal rington, who died recently in Revere, Massachusetta. Of those living to-day, Frederick McCabe and E. D. Davie, are the greatest. Davies is now retired in Australia, and McCabe has recently signed a contract to go there the present season. Davies was the first ventrilo quist to introduce "figures," as an assis tant to the art in America. "McCabe was a great practical joker. Several years ago he was on board a .Mississippi river steamboat, and form ing an acquaintance with the engineer, was allowed the freedom of the engine room. He took a seat in the corner, and pulling his hat over his' eyes, appeared lost a reverie. Presently a certain part of the machinery began to squeak. The engineer oiled it and went about his usual duties. In the course of a few minutes the squeaking was heard again, and the engineer rushed over, oil can in hand, to lubricate the same spindle. Again he returned to his post, but it was only a few minutes until the same old spindle was squeaking louder than ever. 'Great Jupiter I" lie yelled, 'the thing's bewitched.' More oil was ad ministered, but the engineer began to smell a rat. Pretty soon the spindle squeaked again, and slipping up behind McCabe the engineer squirted a half pint of oil down the joker's back. 'There,' said he, 'I guess that spindle won't squeak any more 1''The joke was so good that McCabe could not keep it. and lie often tells it with as much relish as his auditors receive it. "At another time McCabe was con fronted by a highwayman, -n one of the lonely streets in Cincinnati, as lhe was returning to his hotel from a moon light picnic, 'Tho robber presented a cocked revolver to the ventriloquist's head de manding his money or his life. McCabe's quick wit saved him. He throw his voice behind the robber, exclaiming: 'Hold, villain, you are my prisoner ' The frightened scamp turned his .head, and McCabe dealt him a blow that felled him to the ground. He then secured the revolver and marched the scoundrel to a police station. "Louis Brabout, the great French ventriloquist, was also a great joker.Tho story is told of him that lie fell in love with a beautiful young novitiate who was soon to take the veil. The senti ment was returned, and Brabout arrang ed for an elopement. His inamorata suc ceeded in getting outside the convent wall, and lie two hurried away to the house of a neighboring priest. The holy man was awakened andi requested to per form the marriage ceremony. His refusal was a thing to be expected, but Brabout was too cunning for the old mani. When lie said 'noe l' most emphatically, anid was About to raise a commotionr and the novitiaty returned to the cloister, a deep) sepulchral voice was heard coming from the bowels of the earth. It said: * "I am thy father and am still in tor mont. Marry this couple, and my pro bation in purgatory will be over. "The frightened priest called upon all saints to protect him, and proceeded . to perform that ceremony with greater alacrity than he had over shown on simi lar occasions." "Do you ever play jokes ?" "Not often. I am not given to such sport as a general thing, but occasion ally I amruso myself at the expense of others. Last year I was traveling with a musioal combination. One day while riding oii the cars I threw my voice into a covered basket and set up a furious barking like a dog. The lady beside whom the basket was sitting gave a scream and bounded out of the seat. Then I made a cat join in with the row, and a brakeman came running poll-mell to quiet the disturbance. He jerked the lid off the basket, and found nothing but a lot of delicious peaches the lady was taking home. The crowd was consider ably mystinied. Then I set a bumble bee buzzing about the brakeman's ears and he retreated. A gentleman who was standing near heard a wolf growl so ferociously behind him that lie jumped about two feet high. Then the lady was led to believe that a mowne's nest had found lodgment in her pocket, and the circus was complete. But I don't believe much in such capers, and gen orally (orego the fun I might have if I felt disposed." Hie Wept Copiottely. The other day, while the landlady of a wvell-known Mission street boarding house, in San Francisco, was engaged in making out the death war-rants of such of her boarders as had not come to time oii the 1st ult., a ring was heard from the hall bell, and a patriarchal-Jooking party with snowy hair anid a full ruby jeweled nose asked to see thre lady of the house. "I hopn you'll neune me, madame," said the stranger; ",but is No. 64,on the third floor, occupied?" "Yes, sir," said the select family hash mixer; "Mr. Sossem, the stockbroker, has it, but I have-" "Oh! I don't wish to engage rooms, mum. I merely wanted to see No. 64. Eighteen fears ago, madame, I.occupied that room, a poor, struggling, friendless youth. To-day I return to San Fran. Oisco, a rich man on a bridal tour, and as I passed your building I could not resist the temptation to once again enter the room where I have paseod so many unhappy hours." "I don't wonder you feel that way," Raid the landlady, sympathetically. "As tie gentleman is out now, I'll just open the door fqr you." "Ahl y s," said the old gentleman,as lie gazed around the apartment with re trospective eyes; "the furniture is better %nd the decorations are finer, blut it's the same room-the same old room." "Did ydu live here long?" asked the landlady, 'as the old gentleman turied %way to hide a tear. "About two years. I assure you it was a hard struggle for the poor and Friendless in the early days out here. [In this corner stood my narrow, single bed. Gracious, how hard it was! I can remember it even now. Many's the Lime I have tried to go to sleep to forget that I was cold and hungry. AM! those were tougli times." "I should think so," said the good woman, much affected,while her attend aut family sniveled audibly. "At this window," continuod the gei bleman, siniking into a chair, ''at this wvindow I used to sit many a long, lone y Sunday because I was too shabby to ittend church, and built castles in the tir for the 'future. And often, after I went East, got a start in life and became i rich and prosperous merchant, I have >ften thought of this very room and do ermined, should I ever feel myself be -oming purseproud or heartless,I would some back to this spot and think of the ?ast, and-do not mind me, madame; I hall be myself again in a moment." And the dweller on bygone memories aid his head upon the table and wept opiously.' Quietly motioning for the others to -etiro, the good hearted woman thought lully closed the door and left the old ?entleman to recover at his leisure. When she returned the pilgrim had lisappeared, and that evening the occu pant of No. 64, informed her that unless Lhree suits of clothes, four sets of sleeve 3uttons, a -diamond shirt stud and two aoxes of four-bit cigars were returned o him without delay, he should expect Ustead, a written receipt for three rears' board in advance, or settle the natter according to law. An Old Man's Power. Not long ago a farmer about seventy years of age, named Meradith Gaddy, Irove into Lamberton, North Carolina, ,n an ox cart after a load of corn. He Kot ten bushels of grOin, purchased a ow articles for his wife and children, 'ook a few drinks of mountain whisky md started for his home, fifteen miles ff. The ox was a sorry one, a diminu ive specimen of that, useful animal, which, after getting about five miles rrom Lamberton, gave out and could not de forced to move a step further. No thing daunted old man Gaddy unyoked thei x, took him out and putting the yoke on hsown neck drew the loaded art the rest of the way home, which was about ten miles up and down hill. r'ho determined old fellow trudged along the highway with his burden, jeered at by the children and an object of general interest to the passers-by. Upon reach ing his home Gaddy carried his load up to the front portico, wont into the house and took another pull at a whisky flask. He remarked to his wife, as he smacked his lips, that if "that hittle bull haidn't been so darned obstinate I would have put him in thme cart and drawn him along too." Gaddy is the father of twenty-one Dhildroen, of whom there are two pairs of twins. Although seventy years of ago lhe is regarded as the most powerful man in this country. Don't D~rown. The method of preventing drowning desribed is one undrstood by all swim mners but, unfortunately, known to few people whmo cannot swim, and is what is oalled "treading water;" all animals practice it instinctively,. A cat, dog, horse or cow, finding himself out of its depth, has no difficulty in keeping itself above the surface, by making nearly the same motions it makes in walking; while a man who cannot swim throws up his arms makes a few spasmodic motions and Arowns. Yet the brute has no ad vantage over the man in the water. On the contrary, the advantage of physical conformation is with the man, for his hands and feet are admirably shaped to act as paddles and keep him afloat. The human body is a little lighter than thme quantity of water it displaces, and, con sequently, some portion will keep above the surface in accoi'dance with time law of specific gravity. All that is necessary to doe to escape drowning is to manage the hand.. and feet so that this portion shall be the head. If the arms are kept under water, the head can be0 kept up, but if the arms are thrown up the head goes under, Swimming requires prac tice and confidence, and is an art few acquire; but every man, woman or child that can walk on land can tread water without any prior instruction or prac tice, -The first census was taken by lMoses 1490 B. 0. -The mean depth of the sea Is from four to flye miles. -There are about 100,000 Shakers inu In a Gypsy CamIIp. A band of gypsies have a camp be tween Stewart's Junction and. Mineola, on Long Island, Now York. They live in their wagons, which resemble circus vans, and are in reality comfortablelittle houses upon whels. They have windows, which work in sashes, and are shaded at night by curtains. There is an attractive appearance to the camp. The horses are sleek and well kept. There were dogs sleeping in the sun, and as a stranger entered the caip they lazily opened one eye and then went on with their day-dreams. The wagons were in a circle about a Jire, where there was a pot boiling, and sending out a most delicious aroma of cooking meats and vegetables. Under the shade of an elm tree sat a pretty gypsy maiden of pure Egyptian features. She was dressed in bright colors, and was playing with two milk-white kittens, which were having sport upon her lap. There are twenty-two adults in the camp, eight females and fourteen males, besides the usual complement of dark skinned children. The chief is called Reuben. He is as brown as a miner, is six feet tall, and has broad shoulders and a most active tongue. In point of profanity he could discount any man the writer ever encountered. The oaths were big and polysyllabic, and )roke into his conversation like the crack of a ranchero's whip. His wife sat within the wagon at a table, the floor was neatly carpeted, and there was ample furniture for comfortable housekeeping. The walls were hung with pictures, and there were soie prints from the illus trated papers pasted up. The woman was a fortune teller. She has large, dark eyes, jet-black hair and a saffron hued skin. There were big hoops of Roman gold in her ears and her head was bound up in a bright yellow silk bandana handkerchief. She was anxious to have her palmn tickled with silver and to read the lines in the palm of a visitor. She studied the visitor's hand, muttered to herself, and then told a foolish mass of stuff about the prospect of a news paper man's dying rich in a foreigh country, after having two wives, the second of which was to be the only one he loved before lie married his first wife. Upon finishing her story, she was asked about Mother Shipton's prophecy, and whether the world was surely going to be destroyed this year. "Aye," she said, "your fortune has been told, and it will require three pieces of silver as a present to my baby to get an answer to the question." The pudgy hand of the baby was put out for silver, about which its tiny fingers eagerly clasped. Its mother intently regarded the child's grasp upon the money, and beamed with a smil- of approval. Then remembering the ques tion, she said "No, the world is not coming to an end this year. We are tought better. The red book teaches me that I shall be notified before the time is fixed, and as I have niot been told, I know that the time has not comie."I Reuben p~assed around the camp punctuating all that lie saidl with curses "dark and deep," at the same time seemning to be in th' best of humor, and ready to make a bargain of imny sort. The gypsy maiden with the milk-white kittens sent a mnost coquettish glance at the visitor, and he stcepped over to the shade tree where she was half reclining on the tutf. She said that her name was Mary, anmd that she was born in a gypsy camp in Vermont twventy-one years ago. Her mother was dead, and her father-Reuben, the chief-had married again. "I love a gypsy's life, of course," she said, as she stroked a kitten's back ; "I know no other. We break up in winter, but we come to gether in the spring. The farmers are ngot kind to us, because they think we steal, but we do not. We buy and sell and trade, as anyone does, but mostly deal in horses. I tell fortunes, too. My customers are young girls and thir lovers. Do we marry outside our tribe ? Oh, yes, we marry anyone we love wvho will have us. My sister married a dootor, but I don't know where she lives. I exp)ect to see her some day in our travels. But hero comes father amnd I must go. If you will coqme out again I will tell you more-and all about your fortune." Springing to her feet, slhe walked away with a graceful step), and the little white kittens, tumbling over each other, gamboled after her. OCat It Thicker. One Sunday morning, while a deaconi of Woburni, Mass.1 was preparing for church, a wandering wayfarer, or in modern parlance, a tramp, app~eared at the door, pleaded his hunger and begged for something to eat. The deacon look ed solemn and frowningly but roluct antly got a loaf of bread anA began to cut it; but while doing so took occasion tc admnonishi the beggar concerning thec error of his wvays. After reminding him that it was thme holy Sabbath which he was desecrating,he asked him if he knew~ how to pray. "No." was the reply. "Then," said the deacon; "'I'll learn you," and lie commenced to repeat the or 's prayer. Bitt 'ust as lie uttered the first words, "Our F ather," the beggar interrupted him with the question, "What, is he your father and mine too?" "Yea," the deacon replied. . "Why," exclaimed the beggar1"w are brothers then, ain't we ? Can t yor ant that Alice a little thicker I" NEWS IN BRIEF. -China porcelain was introduced into Europe about 1531. --It rains three times as often in Ire land as it does in Italy. - ---Tobacco was first carried from Vir ginia to England in 1583. - -Gunpowder was invented by Swartz a monk of Cologne, 1840. -Cards were invented in France for the King's amusement, in 1891. -Pennsylvania yields one-fifth of the rye produced in the country. -A Philadelphia candy factory uses seven tons of clay per month. -Mr, Fred. Archer, the jockey of Iroquois, has just been married. -Ex-Governor Coburin of Maine has given $10,000 to the state college. . -Glass windows began to be used in private houses in England, in 1180. --More than $5,000 a day was cleared at the Old English Fair in London. - -More than 1 400 new post offices have been establisked in the past year. -An American has paid Mr. Alma Tadena. It. A. $15,000 for his Sappho. -The Italian Chamber of Deputies passed the Electoral Reform bill-202 to 1 16. -About 3,000 lbs. of roses are requir ed to produce one pound of the otto of roses. -The annual consumption of milk in London is said to be about 23,000,000 gallons. -The Alexandrian library, consisting of 400,000 valuable books, was burned 52 B. C. -In 1453 Constantinople was subdued by Maliomnet II., after a siege of fifty three days. -Constantinople has 45,000 Jews and 38 synagogues. Nearly 40,000 are of Spanish origin. --About 100,000 bushels of hemp seed are annually consumed for bird food in the United States. - :Oysters to the value of about six millions sterling are said to be consumed annually in Great Britain. -The American Bible Society, sifuco its formation, 61 years ago, has issued 38,882,811 copies of the Bible. --The coinage of the United States mints for April aggregates 6,054,100 pieces, valued at $11,258,900. -The railroad disaster in Mexico proves to have killed 140 and injured 112. There are also 80 missing. -Some of the arched bridges built by the Romans are now in use. The Porte Moo at Rome was erected 100 B. 0. --Buckinghanmhire is the mother of Prime Ministers. It has given five to England, and three are buried there. -Slem, Mass., has besan lighted by electricity for the last nine months, and reports a saving of over $2,000 a year. -It is said that $100,000,000 will be required to pay pensions next year. This year $70.000,000 will be expended. -In 1755, 149 Englishmen were con fIned in the black hole at Calcutta, of whon 123 were found dead next morn ing. -The groat fire of London began Septdmber 2, 1606, and continued three days, destroying 18,000 houses and 400 istreets. --According to census bureau. esti mates the value of the fishing. interests in the United States and territories is $50,000, 000. --Ten years ago Ireland coul of nearly 1,500,000 pigs. In had little more than 1,000, , she has 849,000. -In 1880 the native Christians in India, Burmah, and North and South Ceylon nmbered 27,000, Last October there were 460,000. -Of the cultivable land in Russia proper about one-third is held by the State, one-fith by landed proprietors and one-fifth by the peasantry. -The traveling expenses of the 100, 000 drumniers employed by the mer chants of the United States are $120, 000,000 a yeai', exclusive of salaries. ---It is estimated that the total pro duction of wool in the United States for the year 1880 iyas 260,000,000 pounds, an increase of32,000,000 over the clip of 1878. -Some old violins were sold in Paris the other (day for large sums. A Stradi varius dated 1718 fetehed. $980, and another of 1714, $920; a Guarnerius of 1783, $400; and a Bergenz, $610. --The present annual production of quinine tl~uoughmout the world is estimat ed as follows;--America, 63,000 -lbs.; Germany, 56,250 lbs.; Italy, 45,000 Ibm; France, 45,000 lbs.; England. 27,000 lbs; IIndia. 12,500 lbs. I-TPhe twenty million of cinchona trees planted in Ceylon in 1880 are expected to yield in six years ten million pounds each year, but it is believed that the de mandl will fully keel) up with the supply so that the price wvill not decline. !-The number -of persons evicted in Ireland from 1849 to 1880 inclusive was 400,570. The largest number in one year was in 1850, when 104,163 persons iwere evicted; and the smallest was in 1869, when the number was 1,741. I -New Jersey's total school census, covering twenty-one counties,is 820,685. There are 1.871 school districts and 1,585 public school houses. This- last year no less than $1,878,464.90 have b een appropriated to public educational p~urpose b~y the people of the State. -eThe exot of wheat for the crop yearto une25, romthesix Atlantie 'ports, are 9 162,000 bushels less than to 'the same (late last year and of flour 1,540,0065 barrels more. 'i'h1o net export 'of both is 2 282,000 bushela less than lost year. 'Ihe exports of corn for the same time have been 6,897,000 bushels less.' . I-The capacity of the steel works of the wvorld is estimated at~about 3,000,000 tons sa year. The Bessemer works in En gland contribute about. 800k000 tons; the United States, 7 0,000 tons more Germany about 500,00; 'Franes about 275,000; Belgium, - 150,000; Austria 250,000; and Russia and Sweden about