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WINSBOROSESTABLISHED 1848
A LULLABY.
Sleep, my child! the shadows fall;
Silent darkness reigns o'er all
1ird and bloom are lost to sigit
n the folded arms of night;
M whil 1 soo from cloud-towers peem
Breathe thou softly! .]test is sweet
For tired hearts and aching feet;
No dull care nor toil is thine
Nor sin thou blessed child of mine;
Trainquil on thy soft couch rest
With dreams of heaven in thy >reast.
Buds are sleeping close thine eyes.
WaKen with asoft surprise;
Greet tho.morning with thy smile,
And sweet prattle without guile, -
Scents lie slumbering in the flo-wers;
Sluimber till the daylight.hours.
Sleep! Thy Father guardp thy rest;
Lay thy head upon his breast
Sater than these arina which iold thee,
IlIs dear love will firni enfold thee,
Higher love than inlne shall He
Give, beloved one,'to thee !
Sleep! The wives iave long been sleeping;
Angels o'er thee Watch are keeping;
O'er us both the pale stars shine
With a radiance half divine.
Slumber, iniocent and light,
lall f1om heaven on thee to-night.
HAUNTED BY A FAUE.
Only one glimpse of It was all that
Julian Chestwick caught in the swaying
crowd that filled the rooms on the night
of Mrs. Folgrove's masquerade ball,
yet it struck on his consciousness like a
new sensation, a revelation of untried
capacities and possibilities within his
heart.
Julian Chestwick had always. laughed
at thle idea of love.
'There is no subLi thing,' lie said,
'Love forsoothl People marry because
its a mutual convenience, an established
custom011I'
But when lie saw the case at Mrs.
Pelgrove's iasquerado balli, lie furled
his baiiiers and sent in his letters of
capitulatioii to the little blind God with
the bow and arrows. Julian Chestwick
in spite of the theories of a lifetime, fell
in love with a Marquise of the time of
Louis the Fourteenth, with big, black
eyes, a pal oval face, and a miuth
whose sweet archness corresponded not
11My with powdered jetty locks, patches,
and dainty high heeled boots.
It canue and went like a shadow-the
bewitchinig face-and Julian Chestwick
hastened to his hostess withi a heart
that throbbed and cheeks allame with
the fevered quest:
'Tell me, Mrs. Pelgr!ove, who is the
.Mwrquise in the velvet trained dress and
the redt heeled boots and the diamond
st.omach'ler?'
M rs. Pesgrove stared.
'Aly dear Mr. Clhestwick, there are at
least hialf it dozen Marquises here.'
,Julian bit his lip. To him, there wis
b,ut. one in all the world.
fle hauuted the rooms like an unquiet
sirit al the evening until people began
to belioee ihAt tie 1ungarian Prince,
with the tawny moustache and the
velvet blue eyes was an ubiquity; but
the fatce shone upon him no more.
'So you won't marry Miss PearIfleld?'
(ltoth his uncle, at choleric old gentle
1111111 who was particularly fond of two
i hings iii this world-utitty-i-avored port,
am11 hi,s owNN1 way.
'No, sir,' said Julian recklessly.
'Alud what the-tile dettee is the rea
sol?'
'Because ' love somebody else.
'W ho?'
.Juilian looked awkward; lie could not
very well say, 'a face,' nor yet could lie
describe the qtuiti t loveliness of the
days of Louis Qtatorze. So lie said
notilg at aill; and in consequence there
of his unicle wenit ihome in aL pastsion and
altered his will.
.. I iss tiearliield mnarriedl somebody else,
anud Jnlian Chestwick worsipedi at tile
shirinie of the oval face, contentedi with
its remembered smiles ats they haunted
his dream.
'I shall see her 501me day,' lhe told
hlimself', 'and until then 1 will wait
Ile huam/.ed the galleries of phloto
graphiic artists-lhe pioredl over the
albums of the various friends and ac
qjuitances--he stalked up and dlown
the aimmiy side of Broadlway at times
wvhen the tides of fashilonable piromnade
indated it most overwhehningly,
starig piersistenitly into every feminine
lace that paIssed-buit all in vain.
'I shall see her,' he kept repeating, 'if
.I only bide my time!I
Whenm Mr. Field Pakenham Invited
him down to a Christmas party at
Pakenham Court, an old-fashioned place
with wie-throated chimnneys and groves
of holly and laurel and nodding over
greens Jul ian Chestwick hesitated.
New Y ork was a great human beehive;
In New York his chances of realizing
the dream of Is life-time were as fly'e to
one, compared wvith any other place,
and yet Juliani Chestwick was too good
aL chess-p)layer not to comprehend -that
the tide of luck needs a change now and
then.
'You'd better come,' said Field P'ak
e, nhiam 'we shall have no end of larks!'
'SiaIl you have a large p)arty?' asked
Chestwick, with a sort of lanquid inter
'wenty or thirty,' answered Paken
iham 'Lots of pretty girls.'
'It will be such a bore?'
'No, it won't.'
'All right, then; I'll come.'
'But whi en?' denmanided Pakenhlam,
who, having been ordered by his sisters
to 'be sure ai secure that handsome
Ar. Chestwick,' wvas naturally desirous
' ~~clinchu the nmail of assent.
'Ntme e..ChitassonFriday.
W com down, to -the Qourt ThiursdaLy
'All right,' said Pakenhamn;.'and mii
you fall us, we'll have you iiuing,
awn anid qutarterd?. Why, muan alive1
ecre are ifteen girls coming, aund if i
ni't get some umsculinie help I haven't;
idea what is to becomne of me!'
.D)on't get discouraged old fellow
d( Julian che~erily; 'I'll stand by youl'
Pakeham wrung huis friend's hand
nd went on his way rejolcinugi
Mr-Ohestwick'M eye roved SJrom face
face, as he took his seat at tile long
Iliant table in the antique old dining
in oalp-panneled and, low celled, at
l alibhi Odut. There- were blondes
n tuiuttes~ and blue ejres and. gray,
Lgythroat and dhap d houlders,
white silks and blue merinos, but there
was. no look or feature in all the gay
assemblage which might su gest the
French 3farquise an C
in hisf,agrl,
opher of old, 'Vanity of vanities, all is
Vanityl'
'I wish I had stayed at home,' thought
our self-absorbed hero.
But Lucia Dallas took him in hand
and made him talk, whether he was
villing or no.
'It's all nonseqise about your being a
Dlognes,' said the sprightly young lady.
'Where's your tub and your lantern?'
'They're coming down by the next
trai,' said CiestWIck, with the utmost
gravity.
'Well then, until they come, I shall
make the most of you,' said Lucia,
nodding her curls. 'Do you dance?'
'No.'
'Do you sing?'
'No'
'Do yol flirt?'
'No.'
'My goodness gracious!' said Miss
Dallas, putting the tips of her phunp
figers together; 'what do you do?'
'That's Precisely what you must find
out for yourself.'
Lucia looked at him meditatively.
'Are you fond of pictures?'
'Yes. Did you bring your album?'
'No; I was thinking of the old picture.
gallery up stairs. Only imagine it-the
portraits of the Pakenham ancestry for
two hundred years backl'
'They must look awfully ancientl'
'Oh, they do. I'll show them to you
to-morrow.
Lucia Dallas kept her word. She was
not one lightly to let off a captive
kilight, consequently Julian's pleas of
'letters to write' met with no considera
tion in her eyes.
'At all events,' thought Julian, as the
:picy little daw.-el dragged him off, 'Im
glad it isn't leap-yearl'
The Pakenhain picture gallery, how
Bver, was, well worth seeing. A long,
lofty room, lighted by a dome of glass,
its walls lined with portraits, it remind
ed one of the same old baronial hall in
1ngland. Julian Chestwick looked
Ireamnily round, and shuddered a little.
'I prefer the future to the past,' said
le brielly.
And'then turning his eye fell upon a
)ictured face which thrilled himx throtgh
.tnd through. A dimpled, smiling face
with black eyes which seemed to mell
,ud glow, even against the opaqueness
'f the mneaningldss canvas, a mouth full
'f arch expression, and a dress of the
.ime of Louis Quatorze. Julian Chest
vick stood staring as if lie had seen a
ghost. .
'Field,' he said, turning to his host
with features as pale as if they had
been carved in ivory, 'who is that lady?'
'Who was she, you mean,' laughed
Field Pakenihai. Why you know
lie's been dead these iwo hundred
years or morel'
Julian Chestwidk felt an odd, icy
bremble through his veins. Was lie
Ihen in love with a ghost? ie remen
bered the vow lie had registered in his
iecret heart to wed none but the Aftr
juise whose fair face had haunted him
io long. Could it be possible that this
ihadow should rise from the grave of
-entrues to claim his vow?'
'It is Marie do Roudise, of Normandy
Prance, afterwards married to Gerald
Piakenham,v syto, died ht Jerusalem two
years after -her marriage-my' great,
,reat grandmother-and a very good
looking woman too,' added Field, rather
irreverently.
Julian Chestwick listened silently.
lie was not superstitioq%, yet there was
3omething in all this that lie regarded
umost as an omen. Lucia Dallas' gay
.hatter had lost all interest for him
iow.
The jewelled finger of the beautiful
Mfarie (Ie Roubise seemed to beckon
tim-her - archued, jetty brows to coni
Lract frowningly. 'You are mine,' the
linmpled lips seemned to syllable, mind thme
,aunting eyes, full of strange meaning,
hlled his heart with a vague dlread.
Had it then boon a ghost whlose beau
y had gleamed on hin once, at Mrs.
?eligrove's naasqluerade ball? And was
t piossible for men to look on the face
f a woman wvho had been dead two hun
.redl years, anud yet live?
lie .followed the gay part,y downm
stairs, compi~reheonding nthing of what
vent on around himn-walkinug like onue
ni a dlream.
'Marguerita has comne,' lie heard Mirs.
Pakenhuam say to l)er Sonl. 'Was it not
ucky? We hIad just given her sup.'
'The more the merrier,' said Field,
hilosophically.
Mr. Chlestwick had taken his seat at
linner in a mechanical sort of a wvay
when a youig lady glided into the seaL
>pposite him-a young lady in a black
elvet waist and a diamond necklace.
'Merciful fate!' li' ejaculated, half
starting from his place-'Mario de Roeu
ise!'
'11old your tongue,' whispered Field,.
Iragging him back ite the chair; 'It's
mnly my cousin Marguerita Leslie. Stop
staring, and let me introduce you like a
Dhristian.'
And as Field J1akenhamn spoke their
tames to each other, Julian Chostwick
rotmd himself looking directly into the
lovely dark eyes of thme radient Marquise
f the days of Louis Quatorze.
'I never thought of It before,' said
Liold Pakenham; 'but she does look like
bhe portrait,of our French ancestress.'
'I dressed like it for a masquerade
ball In New York last winter,' laughed
Margueritai herself, 'and you would
have fanci'ed I had just stepped out of
the frame.'
'Before you well't to -Havana?' askedl
mne of the Miss Pakenhams.'
'Yes, hii'i 1 (veint i20'L.%'.
'The riddle was solved at last. JuliaI
Chestwick's heart grew light as a foathi
or within his breast, and life became a
possibility of brightness once morel
'I'll marry that girl,' said Juliani to
himself, 'or Il die a bachelor!'
You see our friend hadn't cured him'
:elf of the habit of rash vows even yt.
But lie kept this one. When he%weit'
avay from Phkenham 'Court, Marguer
ta Leslie had. pronmised to become his
hake of .hir diamond ear-drops.
'o, it i8m't~ it's a very long omn,
?,
10Pani Am1on0g Cattle.
Last fall, A large herd of big steers
for market were being driven acrose
the country from Musselshell to Bil.
uegs, on the Northern Pacific railroid,
I whpre they were. to be shipped on the
o forOhicago. There were about
2,00 head, I should judAe, the prop
erty of a Mr. .Do Hass, a very younI
mdn. One evening a military camp
hqd been made ja4t ahead of the cattle,
and on the same side of the creek with
them, up wlich. the herd was being
driven. A storm was coming up, anc
and the cattle exhibited - some signs ol
uneasiness. Mr.,U6 Hass ser.t word t<
the military ofile6 that he had bettex
get his men, ( a ,ud animals or
the opposite sia. be creek. and ou
of the way, as he fered there was goin
to be a "night run," The herderm
were instructed to keep their horse
k saddled and be roady to mount at a
L moment's notice. The cattle were
ver.y uneasy, getting up, lying down
again, and shifting about.
At last, about midnight, there came
a sharp flash of lightning, followed by a
heavy peal of thunder, and in an in
stant the whole herd were upon their
feet. "Mount and whip outl" cried
Do Hass, and the herder who was P.t the
head of the column drove off a few of
the leading steers in the direction they
were to go. All the others followed,
and the herd was soon in- full flight.
The herders made no effort to check or
control them further than to keep them
going straight; they rode at the head
of the column, one on each side of
them swung to the right or left to keep
the trail; bluffs and precipices were
avoided, and the open fiat ground
courted. The run laited about two
hours, when a gorge was being neared,
in which the cattle would crowd and
break their limbs. They were now
quite tired, and the herders determiied
so exerG their authority and stop the
run. The head of the column was bent
out on the prairie, and circled round
and round until the cattle became tied
up in a huge ball and could not move
at all.
In this way they were obliged to
stand until morning, the herders riding
round and round them, and keeping
them completely tied up. At daylight,
they were obliged to "open out."
First, the outer edge scattered, then
layer after layer, until the large pile of
beef was a herd grazing as quietly as if
nothing had happened.
440o1ig to tho Halt."
A New York letter says:
I remember, a good many years ago,
when one - -'th -- llininnv,,. r%V 4u
city was to give,a fancy ball, that I was
at Bryant's Minstrels, when Dan Bryant
and Nelse Seymour discussed their
costumes and their probable reception
at the great event.
"What shall you go as?" asked the
middle-man of Seymour, who was
about the size of seventy - four inohes of
gas-pipe.
"Weli," said Nelse, "I was thinking
of braiding my legs and going as a
coach whip."
"Chalk your head and go for a bil
liard cue," put in Dan.
"I suppose you are going to the ball
yourself?" said the interlocutor to Dan.
"To be sure I am," responded Dan;
"I am going to put some red pepper
on my brow, carry a piece of lemon in
one hand and a cracker in the other.
"I'm going as a raw oyster."
Now, all this cha was extempora
neous "patter." The ball was a looal
topic, and every night for sonie time
the house screamed at the new funni
monts perpetrated by those lost favor
ites.
In the now plece called "A Muddy
Day," by Harrigan and Hart, there is
an Arion suunmer-night festival, to
which all the actors and singers and
public people go in proc'ession. The
heads and masks are periect, and the
audience will roar as John McCullough
escorts Billy Birch and Lawrence
Barrett brings on iP. T. Barnum.
Harrigan, who is always thinking out
new "jingles'' or "wheezes" as he
terms them in his peculiar phraseology,
wants to introdauce into the procession,
towards its close, a few bars of "Auld
Lang Sync," and the dearly loved forms,
sh~e unforgotten faces of the mighty d, aid
-Edwin Forrest, Charles Fetcher, Dan
Bryant, the big, bulgy-eyed head of
George Uhristy. Wny, the house
would rise to re ceive die cherished
semblance of George Fox. I can
imagine no greater sensation than this
transition from gay to grave would
make, for New York holds warm and
fresh In its heart the memory of those
bright spirits who contributed so largely
to its happ)iness, and who have never
been displaced by equal ability in other
actors,
14ememuiwr m.y dona.
Remember my son you have to work.
Whether you handle -a pick or a petn, a
wheelbarrow or a set of books, digging
ditches or editing a paper, ringing an
auction bell, or writing funny things, you
must work, If youe look around you, son,
you will see that the men who are the
most ale to live the rest- ot their (lays
withQut work are the men who. vorked the
hardest. Don't be atraid of killing your
self with over work, SOn. It is beyond
your po,wer to do that. Men cannot work
so hard as that on the sunny side of thirty.
They die sometimes, but its because they
quit work atS in. and don't get bomne
until 2 a. in. t's the. Interval that kille,
my'son. The work gives you an appetite
for your meals, it lends solidity to your
slumbers, it gives you a pe:rfect and grate.
iul'appeig of a holiday. There are
orldme who do nogi~k, tr son ; but
hewrdis not proud- ot t them. it.d'oeu
Inot know their names, sOven- it simply
speaks of them as old so-n's boy.,
Noboldy ikes them; nd7 ,hat0? them;
the groat busy world. cd'C' toven know
that they ate there. Be [f& cud what you
want to be ad to do, in, and take of!
your coat, and make a di at in the world.
Thoe busier you are t,beleOss deviltry you
will be apt to got 1nt4,'t$e'sWeeter willI be
youir alep tie brighter a d' h#ppler you,
heO ~afs, andi the bott atSlid twill tij
i:db abe you.
said Julian earnestly. And then hI
told her how, when and where lie ba(
first fallen in love with her!
n i have really loved me al
ils t me?' she asked.
'Yes, I havell
Dear me--I didn't know there wa
so much constancy in manil
'Man is too often a misjudged Indiv
idual,' said Julan sententiously. No:
was he altogether in the wrong.
With the Lion Tamer.
"Lalla Rookh is seventy-five years oh
and Sampson over 100,". said Georgo
Conklin, the lion tamer recently ",Jim
tie 'em loose and we'll take 'em into thi
rhig and show how to break elephants
Lalla Rookh only camte back to me thre4
weeks ago, and she's a little cranty fron
the qccident which happened to the-Kir
alfy show. You remember that about I
month ago there was acollision in whicl
four train men lost their lives and LalI
had her head projected through a freighi
car, which bldw knocked her silly, bu
she will soon be all right, I guess. Tha
tackling there I use to teach them t<
stand on their heads. I make Toni lit
down and my assistants hitch that chah
and pulley to his hind legs, after whic)
another elephant is put in harness aik
hauls Tom's feet up into the air an'
makes him balance on his head. All thi
elephants shed their milk teeth whei
about twelve years old. Hlere's one thai
Lizzie cast about two weeks ago. Sanp.
son is a heavier elephant than Jumbo
but not quite as tall. lie is, however,
the largest Asiatic elephant in Aimeric
to-day. 1 come of a circus stock. M3
brother, Pete Conklin, is a clown, Joit
Is a Hercules or cannon ball manipula.
tor, and my father was a tamer of wih]
beasts." .
" Is your life' insured."
"No; the agents never bother me,
and those to whom I have applied foi
insurance, refer me to the company, whc
invariably decline the risk. Bitten i
Oh, yes ; I'm scarred all over, but I an
not maimed as you see. I got the tNc
lion cubs up here all right the other day,
and shall begin to perform them as sooi
as possible, but 'in afraid that felloi
with his eye partially scratched out ain't
going to make much of a trick lion. I
put him in there with those two old liom
yesterday after putting a collar and chaiin
on him, and you oughter seen the wool
fly for ten iinuites, but lie got enough
jinl is quieter now."
Mr. Conklin then opened the door of
the den and entered, after jokingly invi
ting the reporter to join him. lie per
formed the older lions, placing his head
in their mouths, but the green fellow
who left England but three weeks age
would accept none of his overtures, and
growled ominously.
" i Can a zebra be broken to tricks?"
"Yes, but we don't do it because the
people could not be made to believe othei
than that it was a painted trick mule.
Ostriches can be broken, and Barnun1
will have boys ride them around the ring
for races. The rhinoceros, which lost
its horn a few weeks ago. is sporting al
other, you see. I'm going to teach that
hippopotamus to stand on a pedestal ad(]
(lance, but lie's good .now for nothing
but showing his lungs through that big
jaw of his. The most interesting aini
mal here is that kangaroo, which has a
daughter six months old that she carrieF
in her pouch yet. Look down in thert
and you'll see the young one's head stick
Ing out, and the little eyes looking shyly
at you. The baby kangaroo will stay iu
the pouch for two months longer--fmny,
ain't it? I lost my sea lion a few week.
ago; it committed suicide by drowning.
"How?"
"Laid down on the platform and put
its head in the water until it died; yoti
see it had heart disease and was very
weary of li.fe. Sea lions are often aaLleUt
ed with heart disease."
New Waiys of ouring Uontsumnption.
A good story is told of a well-knowni
Boston phlysiciani who was much puizzled
to know howv to treat consumnption.
Learniing that the disease was uniknown
tunong the lmnbermien of Maine, het
instituted an inquiry as to dliet and hiabits
of the wood-choppers. To his surprise
hie found that their chief diet was sailt
p)ork, and their p)rinicipal drink was
whisky, whtereun hle p)rescribedl pork
and whisky for his Boston conisump)tive
patients, not however, with happy re~
sults. Thme real secret'of the immnunity
of the humberman was that lie lived in
the pinie woodls and had abunmdant exer
cise in the open air. Two Paris phlysl
cians MM. de Bore and Beaumuetz, hiave
invenited a system of treating consump
tion which is saitd to be quite successful,
It consists In a p)ractice styled super
alimentation, which is not oiily over*
feeding but forced feeding by means of
pumps)1) andi other appliances. It is found
that patients who can not retain food Ii
their stomachs in the ordinary way art
not Inconvenienced when literally im
mense quimntities of food are introdluced
into the system by a pup. The tdiet la
a comnpositlon of minced lean meat,
which is tdried antd then pounded iito ai
powder. It Is then mIxed with milk 01
boulloni, anid sometimes raw eggs are
added. This Is found to be highly nu
tritious and easily digestetd, and has
p)roved eilicacious in hysteria and othier
wasting diseases as in consumption, for
which it wvas first devised. The first
dose givenu is not more thtan twenty-flye
grammes per meal, but thme quantity i
gradually and rapidly Increased until the
large portion of six hundred grammes It
dlaily given, which Is equivalent to aboul
four pouiids of lean meat. How largt
this quantity really Is shown by the fact
that one pound of meat Is quite sufficient
for an ordinary working man, and tw:
litres of milk and sevendl eggs are i.e.
IBatY a W4!S.hiistr,ation~ of the dose
The rep)ort is that thia'smia'~ves,
if not too far gone, have rapidly. gained
in weight under this process, their dall
avergge increamie having ranged fronr
eighty to one huund/eud grammes. Tht
cough is liess frequent, and' the lung
begin to heal under this forced feeding
WliTch, it Ist aa~d&d Woiks as well in dys
pep)sia as In phithilsis, never p)roducing
nausea or vomthiting the food being pas
ed down the throal without any obec
tiotn on the part of even hyAterlcal
women. No doubt the experheente o
those French - physicians. 1%ill soon be
tested i thiIoountry.
Vest Pocket Dynamite.
Prior to his departure for Europe,
about a week ago, to attend the coming
coronation of the Czar, Professor Mezz.
roff had a long conversation in his lab
oratory with a reporter, in which he
explained to him the wonders and beaut.
ies of soience as illustrated in the do
structive power of some of his recent
inventions.
"The progress of invention in this
department of science, said the great
dynamitist. "has been so rapid that it
is diSUoult to know where to begin, but
if there is any special point that you
wish to %uggest, I am prepared to give
you tho desired information, so lilao
ay, of course."
"I should like to be more fully iTform
ed about your new 'No. 50,' which dy
namitiste have so frequently referred
top"
"That is tri-nitro-glycerine with
fifty times the power of gunpowder. It
explodes at the rate*of 200,000 miles a
minute. To get a more comprehensive
idea of its power or momentum, suppose
you take 100 pounds of it. The mom
,Entum of this, which is found by multi
plying the weight by the velocity, will
be foun: to be 20,000,000; that is to
say, 100 pounds when exploded,has the
same force that 20,000,000 pounds of
any other material would have moving
.at the rate of a mile a minute; that is as
quick as a fast express train. Just im
agine the execution this enormous mass
of rook, say, would do moving through
the air at. that rate and coming in collis
ion with any ordinary object, such as a
house or a fortress. Then you will
have some idea of the latent power that
dwells in 100 pounds of tri-nitro-glycer
iae."
"And this,.you say, can be handled
in any quantity, large or small, without
riAk. Will you explain how this is?"
"I shall, in so far as I can do so with
out giving away the secre. The explo
sive is perfectly harmless, or, paradoxi
cal as it may seem, it is non-explosive
until auother substance is brought in
contact with it"
"What is that substance?"
"That is just the part that can't be
give for publication, and that, as you
are aware, is the qualitity that gives it
value as a secret."
"Can it be applied without danger or
suspicion ?"
"It can. This is the beauty of it,
You can carry it in your vedt p)cket,
and if it should be found with you,
nobody would suspect what purpose it
was for, and it would not injure a fly
until it is brought in contact with the 1
other compound, which is also harmless
when alone."
tri-nitro-glycorine being so enormously
powerful '
"The chief reason is that It contains
oxygen within 'each molecule. This
rendera its combustible force quick and
irresistible makiLg the explosion in
stantaneous."
"How did you make the discovery for
exploding so readily?"
"As all great discoveries have been
made-while trying to find out some
thing else, I discovered it in Germany
a few years ago, while working at somo
experimenta on Bunson's lamp. Through
the substaaee was in a very diluted
form, I had a very narrow escape from
a fatal blow in the frst soci iontal exper- 1
imont. I saw its power agin tried at 3
Plevna on a pretty large scale, with
terrific effect, where the gallant 8kob
oleff barely eacaped with his life. On
that occasion I saw dynamite that was
supplied by the henchmen of Disraeli
ireely used by the Turks."
"What objct ha've you in view in the
manufacture of this infernal compound,
as the newspaper term it?"4
"My first great object is inmanitarian.
I am conymnced that, It will eventually
destroy the art of war, and that nothinst
else will do. What have all t.he peaces
congresses amounted to'since the move- ~
mont began? Do you think the ruling
px>wers of E1urope have any faith in per
manent pence? Von Moltke, whom I
take to be a pretty fair exponent of the
minds of the governing classes in Eur
ope," said Mozzroff, "I think, has ex
pressed the prevailing notion in those
circles in a letter to my friend, Professor
Bluutschli. He saiys: 'Eternal peace is
a dream, and not oven a beautiful dream.
War is an clement of the order of things
established by Gid. The most noble
virtues of man develop themselves ini it;
courage and self-abnegation; faithful
p)erformnance of one's duty and the spirit
of devotion; the soldier offers his life.
Without war the world would begin to
rot, and would lose itself In material.
ism.'
Ninety Da,ys.
When Wili Foster came out into the
M1ayor's omic at Detrolt, he looked around
him in the greatest astonishment andl after
a time turned to the desk and signified by
signs that, lie was deaf and dumb.]
"Well, you arc a pretty subject to get1
drunk, I must say !" exclaimed his Honor.
"Where do you lIve 2"
T1he prisoner shook his head
"What arc you docing here 1"
Another shake.
Tihen the court wrote the first question
on a slIp of paper and banded it over, and
the prIsoner took the pencil,,run out his
tongue. and after a great effort wrote in
answer : "[ live in Tawrontow."
"Oh. you dot Thiey ought to haveI
learned you how to spell before they let
you travel. You were not only druuik, but
ugly, and something ought to be done-in
your case."
Then came a period of allence as the
court looked the. man over. The prisoneri
stared around him in a stupid manner,-'
bhut gave a start of surprise as a spectator
rose uip anti called out :
""dilt.onor, can I speak I" "
"Yes, air.
"The pra.pier tiere i's Sh'@piig on I
"Yotx are a liar Iu tentyt rpplied the~
deaf anddum1b mn ' ""
E}e tried to taae it back, but ttie jig was
up and lie wont to.the Work Rlouse for1
nidety days.~
The hards hn n h wrdi
said to feel that e ,iu the Abdoryd i
neighboi' # the trtth,
The St. Bernard Dogs of Home.
In Rome there is as fine a colectiot
of four-legged dogs as can be found i
any city of Europe A -certain toDurs
said he would "rather be a specimen ol
the canine family in Rome than th<
Mayor of Birmingham!" Chaopn a eo
gout. It is proposed to have a dol
show in Rome I Well, we have hae
worse shows. But we are pleased tha1
the St. Bernard dog is to have a loca:
habitation and a name in it. 'here h
but one place where we know the slmoz
pure St. Bernard. TChis is the Cantoi
Vaud. .. 1
The raoe of this flue dog is ke vig
orous and pure there, though all through
out the canton we have noticed a numbei
of these animals which evidently havo
strains of other blood. In fact, except.
lng from the St. Bernard Monastry, it,
lelf, the Valaisians say you can nol
procure a thoroughbred dog, and nol
always even there. Their poeuliar
braining for the assistance of wayfarers
begins, of course, only on the mountains,
md it was from the Monastery on the
it. Bernard that the Prince of Wales
>btaiued, when passing there, the flue
)anine specimans which are the orna
nents of his kingly kennel at Sandring
ihm. These dogs are fed three times a
lay with vegetable and animal food.
Che Uhristian dog there, contrary to
iome ''dogs of Christian" elsewhere,
)bserves the monastic regime, and is
imited on fast days and days of abstiu
mce in his food. Next to London joint
itook companies we never saw oanine
reatures with so much "limited liabil
ty." There are about 200 dogs held
hre in training orders for the final les
ions in humanitarian seeking and find
ng on 13t. Bernard's bleak top. These
logs have most attractive names, and
espond to them as intelligently as a
iorporal's guard on roll. call. A sort of
tud-book is kepf, which, for its details
ind accuracy, would draw tears of envy
ron the racing authorities of Newmark
At and our Roman "Jockey Club," and
>r learned in dog pedigroethat theywould
kmaze and amuse a Darwin in a Herald's
Jollege. The first family of dogs here
kre as proud of their lineage as if they
)elonged to the bluest blood of all dog
lom chronicled in the "Bow-wow Peer
kge," or the canine "Who's Whol" or
anILUIUMUR UU XAF(PmUU.
One old family traces its origin to the
log-days of the celebrated Bishop of
Aeon, who was hurled from his palace
vindows in the fourteenth ceutuary by
spendthrift nephew, who was the romc
)ur of the canton.
We may mention on the subject of
hose dogs and their sense of smell that
t is keener than in dogs of the smaller
Lud more domestic typo. It is by the
imell they are guided in their chief
vorks. Ithas been said that "pet dogs,'
ap dogs, and clogs un4oged, if we may
iso the term, by silly fondling and fe
nale nursing. are less strong in their
linse of smell than the natur el dog puro
ind simple. A dog dnprived of stuoll
ng power ceases to bo a dog. Schiff,
n his treatise on dogs and their facul
ie's, says the diog wit,h a loss of smell
oses its faculty of attachment and faith
ulness towards its master whom it re
mognizes and lover simply on account of
is individual perfume, He caused
ome young dogs to be deolfactorized,
nd forever after they forget their cnn
ing and knew no master, be lie ever so
ind. The olfactory nerve in the Mount
It. lBernard mastiff is particularly large,
iborally containing sinuses for increas
ng the olfactory surface, and you do
iot discover it so developed in small
logs,
The RlouAe or ?.ords.
This branch of the legislature is coin
pose:l of hereditary landowners, who
sollectively own 14,258,527 acres of land,
mud whose collective incomes are about
?15,000 000. They have persistently
>pposed, so far as they dared, every
neasure of reform brought forward dur
ng the present centuary, and more es
>ecially every measure that has militat
'd against their own class interests.
Rot only are they conservative In the
real sense of the word, but in the party
sense. When a conservative ministry
is in power they are useless; wvhen a
iberal ministry is In power they are act
ixvely pernicious. Notwithstanding
~heir wealth, they are not independent.
('hey ore place-hunters; they are clam
>rous for decorations, and they dip
ineavily into the public exchequer, In
ay, pensions and salaries they annual
y divide among themselves (including
he salaries of the bishop) ?621,886 per
bnnum. It may be an open question whme
her tihe systemi of one or two chambers
s the more desirable. No sensible per
on, however, can advocate a chamber,
lestined to act with.controlling impart
ality, composed of enormously wealthy
aen, draining vist incomes from lands,
ibsorbing large aillounts of public men
wy In pay and pensions, and perpetual
y ihtriguing to Aecute. the triumph of
hie party to which' the great mnajority.of
lem pei'manently belong. It is eu
giittt' so astonadings a legislat%ve
usemzby- uI o z'w% 9 of ca,B, a iv
q1iod,so losg in a country inhabie
)y'bh1O Mtdebanb'oiss, and tistnd
n any oountry whore thte p p1~i alla
emzbly is eleoted by a nrlo m~3ra
FOOD FOR THOUGH'.
Holiness Is an unselfing of ourselves.
Laws are the sovereigns of sovereigns,
H Rope is the cordial of the huma
heart,
A man may hold his tongue at the
wrong time.
Real glory springe from the silent
conquest of ourselves.
True wisdom, in general, consists in
energetio determination.
Chance is a word void of sense; noth
ing can exist without a cause.
Bunshine is like love, it makes every
thing 0hine with its own beauty.
ewill easiy be c&AWnt and "at
peace whose conscience is pure.
Ill fortune never crushed that man
i whom good fortune deceived not.
One pound of learning requires ten
pounds of commonsense to apply it.
There are more people who can forget
themselves than govern themselv:s.
The tongue of slander is a' sword
which is seldom allowed to ow rusty.
That man has attaine to wisdom
who can do everything t the proper
time.
The very nature of lov - is to find its
joy in serving others, no for one's own
benefit but theirs.
Don't judge a man b his failure in
life, for many a man fail because he Is
too honest to succeed.
Character is higher t an intellect.
A great soul will be as str g to live as
well as strong to think.
A man that studieth rev e keeps
his own wounds green, which uerwise
would heal and do well.
He who doem a base thing in zeal for
his friend, burns the golden thread that
ties their hearts together.
There is a fellowship among the virt.
utes by which one great, generous pas
sion stimulates another.
Every lie, great or small, is the
brin of a precipice, the depth of which
nothing but conscience can fathom.
"It will pass away, weak parents
say of some fault of their children. Oh,
no! it will not pass away. it will de
velop.
Certainly man is of kin to the breath
of his body, and if he be not of kin to
Uod by his spirit, he is a base and
ignoble oraature.
Books are the true levellers. They
give to all who laithfully use them the
society, the ~s$*itual presence, of the
greatest and bet of our race.
Political parties cannot forever live
PruIM N7N b ntA0ap r
that he has "seen better days."
Feelings come and go like the troops
following the victory of the present;
but principles, like troops of the line,
are undisturbed and stand fast.
There are men in this naughty wort
so mean that they would even consent
to "take the beam from their eye" if
they could only sell it for timber.
Wrong-doing is a road that may open
fair, but it leads to trouble and danger.
Woll-doing, however rough and thorny
at firat, surely leads to pleasant places.
Satire can no further go than when
ham Johnson said to a booby, "if I
have said anything that you understand,
sir, I humbly crave the pardon of the
rest of the company."
There is always a best way of doing
everything, if it be to boil an egg.
Manners are the happy ways of doing
things, each once a stroke of genius or
of love, now repeated and hardened
into usage.
There is nothing which so thoroughly
depletes and robs moral character of
all substance, there is nothing which
so effectually destroys all robust in
dividuality. as the continuous asking
of the question, "What will people,
say?"
Always say a kind word if you can,
if only that It may come in, perhaps,
with singular opportuneness, entering
some mournful man's darkened room
like a beautiful fire-fly, whose happy
convolutions he cannot but watch, for
getting his many troubles.
The thought of time Is solemn and
awful to all minds in proportion to
their depth, and, in proportion as the
mind is superficial, the thought has
appeared little, and has been treated
with levity. Let but a man possess
himself of that thought--the deep
thought of the brevity of time, the
thought that time is short, and that
eternity is long-and he has learned
the first great secret of unworldliness.
We live, but our beloved ones who
have died also live; we stand weeping
on this globe, floating in infinite space,
but our glorified dear ones are, like
ourselves, in God's world. We arc not
sep)arated. No time lies between us;
for we, like them, dwell in eternity,
rest In the arms of God,
If God gives me work to 'do, I will
thank Him that he has bestowed on me
a strong arm, if He give me danger to
bravo, I will bless Him that He has not
made me without courage, but I will
go down on my knees and bes,eech Him
humbly to maKce me lit for ngiy task, If
He tells me It is onl,y to stand and wait,
It is a celebrated thought of Socra
tes, that if all the misfortunes of man
kind wore cast into a public, stock, In
order to be equally distibuted among
the whole specmes,~ those who now
think' themselves the most unhappy
would prefer the share they are already
possessed of, before that *hich would
fall to them by suchla division.,
*A mans transIt fi oa on~e 4J