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M /" “IF K)li Tlia L1UEU1T OF THE WOlil ,0 WE CAN DO ANYTHING.” VOL, III. DAliLINGTON, SOUTH CAKOLINA* WEDNESDAY DECEMJiEIl 28, 18U2 NO. 17. DRESS YOUR HAIR TTItU dyer's Hair Vigor. This superb and uncqualed ('reparation causes tlio l\alr to retain its color, abundance, and texture to an advanced period of life. It restores hair which has become thin, faded, and gray, heals itcidng htmiors, removes dandruff, keeps the scalp clean, cool, and moist, anfl Imparts to the hair llrmnoss of root, pliability, and fragrance. “When I was about twenty-five years “My hair was rapidly tnrnini; gray • of a.TS.sny hair began to turn gray and and falling out; ono bottlo of Avor’s 1 hhvo lately llseti nslng Ayer’s I Hair Vigor lias remedied tlio trouble, Hair Vigor, and it Is ami my | ia ; r i< n M w its WITH t . <>*)( feauslsg»noirgrowth of hair of tlio natural color. It has proved to bo ft? ■' ' wonderful drosslng, lu tny ease, aud lias a|so bean of groat benefit to iny wife in . > , Mthovlng dandruff, with wliiehsho was , ‘ very much troubled. Wo consldor It indispensable." —R. J. Lowry, Jones Pralrfc, Milan Coi, Toxv original color mid foil, noss." —Jt. Onlcrupn, 41 Mead avo., Clcvelnnd, 0. " Having last my Imlr tbrniigb fever, t tried various remedies, but wlllionl Iwmv fit, until I began tlio usn of Ayer’s I loir Vigor, wbleh stimulated a rich amt abundant growth of halr."-Anulo Collins, rail River, Mass, Ayer's Hair Vigor frtpared ty Dr, J, 0, Ayer a Co., Lowell, Mail. Sohl by DnigyUti Ewyiehcn. FOR SKIN DISEASES Sores, plmplo?, blotches, and other eruptions, which render I lie hand- aomostfseo nnslghily and even ropttlsivcj nlso, for Rnlt-rhcum nml crysip. clas, the best remetly is Iho Superior Blood-purifier, AYER'S Sarsaparilla Prepared by Dr. J. C. Ayer A Co., Lowell, Mast. Sold by Druggists Ecerytchert Hat cured others, will Cure you BOOKS. > Statiomiry Novelties. rfistji supplies:i speusih All Scbuol Books have been reduoetl iu jirico since last season Toys, Wagons &c. ’ ’ Full lino small Hnsieiil iHstnuncnts, ,, PIANOS, OllGANS Ac, DARLINGTON BOOK STORE. < .»•;>: !.■> • Perslnn Mnlli In very neat design. Dl.e.k Sheer Stripe and 1’lald Lawns. Elysen stripes, black ground and handsome figures. Linen chainbrays. . O ‘ Immense lint of rntasols With pretty handles. Ladies’ summer undervests. 10 cents and upward. Silks mitts In all lengths. ■lih/ CORSETS! We have six grades of the II. & 8, corsets; best vsluo for the mouy. The largest assortment of cream and black laces In all widths. We have open up some rory desirable Point De Jenes, Point De Gul pure aurt Point Du Irlaudo lu white and ecru. Our \: IVI I L L I N E R Y Is still conduoted by Miss Maouir Joxks, wlio has proven to the ladles that ». - , m, she can and tries to please. . yi Tour call is-requested. V* T V Iv E* C ROTHOLZ, -MAID onnsns protuplly attended to, i.i • 4 John C. White, ^Darlington, South Carolina. ’ Stoves, Tinware, Pumps, Piping, House Furnishing Goods, Bolts, Tobacco Flues, &c. vw If/ \» ' CaO 3ii Milt Ot M jm vo ci Pleiso IlfiUlf Pi! If Th 1 at r«' M laeiiie's ' im OODHY, Henry,’’ said the warden, holding out hie bona, “Goodby,"nnid tho man at! lie grasped Ills into jailer's hand; ‘•goodby,’’ a bit Imskily. "I thank- you—sir—for all your 1 indness’’— "Oh, I hat’s nil right!" said the warden cheerily. “I try to do what’s right; that's all, Just you do that in tlio future, Henry, and 1 shall never boo yon hero again, Good luck lo vou.’’ Tho great doors clanged behind Henry Johnson ns iio stepped out of tho prison, wlirro lie hml served ris years, four months nml twenty-five days—not tlio full ronlcnco lie hot) received, for tho benciit of the allowance for good be havior had been his. Dnt six years is a long tiiuo, long enough to change a man for belter or worse With a new imit of clothes, a ticket to New York and twenty-three dollnre Johnson walked away, ouco more a freo man. He had looked forward to this day for years. Ho hud dreamed of it on his hard bed in ids lonely coll—the day on which ho would bo liberated, on which his ruvengo would begin. It was hero at last. Johnson was sur prised at Ids (tnsailoas. Instead of shouting, leaping or crying for joy, ho was walking along as quietly na though setting out on a visit to friends. Ah, friends! Tho word brought him to it realizing sense of what was beforo him. Friends indoedl In all tho wide world had bo a single friend? Witli lightning rapidity tho events of the lust eight yours swept before 1dm, Ho saw himself honored aiiu respected, holding u i>ositiou of trust in a banking lionso, laying by a tidy little snw for the homo which was to bo his—and hers —in the nour future, Then anno the scandal, the embezzle ment, tho mystery, tho plot which wrecked Ids life and sent him to prison for a crime of which ho was innocent, Then, through that inexplicable channel by which news drifts from tho outer world to those in prison, ho had learned of the prosperity of tlio man who in his soul ho was convinced had tuinod him, and of ids marriage to the woman John son had loved. Tlio train for New York swept around tho curve, and the smoothly shaven man lu tho ill fitting clothes, with despair on Ids face mid hell in Ids heart, crept on and slunk into a corner by the door. He peered out tho window to catch a last glimpso of tho high stone wall and the sentry stalking solemnly np anfritap, "How soon will I be back?" ho asked himself. Then as the' gloom deepened on his haggard face ho muttered, "When 1 cnino back it will not be for embezzle- ment, bnt for murder." For Johnson hod in those six dreary years of captivity calmly and coolly formulated ids plan of revenge. He had dcclTlcd to kill John Raymond, his former friend and business associate, Just as ho would kill a viper that had jtung him. How—when—whore? were tho words which jangled ceaselessly through his brulo, keeping time to tho clattering of the wheels over the rails, ONE OB TWO PASSENGERS TURNED AND LOOKED AT HIM. How? Suddenly, without warning and mercy. Even as min had darted upon him should tho blow descend upon Ray mond. When? At night. Night, with Its aw ful silence and mystery, should surround and envelop tho. deed. Whore? In his own house—tho house Raymond had stolen from him. In its fancied eocurity, in its seclusion and ele gance, within calling distance of—of— his wife—if possible, would the mur derer find him, The man in the comer of the car laughed aloud. One or two passengers hear turned and looked at him, but (juickly withdrew their eyes. Thera Was no contagious mirth in that laugh, and tho smile on tho cmel face was tho smile of a fiend. That night ho crawled into a slovenly bed In a cheap lodging house on the cast side. Ho missed the lonely cell to which ho had beoomo accustomed, and found himself wondering if they. would give him his old quarters when ho went back, Next day be prowled about tho muddy •trects seeking work. It was Christmas week, and everybody was too busy to listen to him. Ho ate sparingly and hoarded his little roll of bills, counting them over and over. A strange attrac tion lured him to the neighborhood of the bank whore ho used to work. At tho close of tho somber day be stood and watched tho well dressed, well groomed men emerge from' the build ing. "That is tho way I used to look," ho said to himself, and then glanced down ot his plain clothes and coarse shoos. At night the Bowery glittered with rows of lights that twinkled like evil eyes. Johnson tramped for many blocks, pausing now and then to gaze in the windows ut tho Christmas decora tions. There was one display which fascinated him. In a cutler's window : Ivcro stars, crosses and other emblems ' formed of smooth, shining, sharp edged : kuivos. Johnson looked steadily ot J them for a long time. Then ho went in, I find selecting one particularly wicked Wads paid for It from the little roll of bills, thrust it In tho breast pocket of his coat and resumed hia tramp, "(flifttfUM, UbriitAiMi 1 ! be muttered as no piooneo on. "want is unnsnuns to me? I’d like fo give John Raymond a Christmas present, curse him," and thou suddenly bo I bought what a fine thing it would be to drive that knife homo in Raymond’s heart and attach a piece of paper io tlio handle bearing tlio inscription, "A Christmas present from a loving friend." “f 11 do it!" he exclaimed. “Yes, I'll do it oh tbo night beforo Chri tmas. What a merry Christmas it will bo for mol" People brushed against him in tho throng. Children shrank at sight of his scowling face. On, on ho went, un mindful of his surroundings. SOMETIimi ROLLED DOV.’tt THE CUEEK OP TUB EX-CONVICT. Suddenly ho paused licfore a great building into which crowds woro pour ing. Ho joined tho throng and drifted in. Thoro were lights and tnu.de. Some body—a man witli a dear baritone Voico —was singing something. To tho oars of tho' Ishinuelito stole these wordsi I've found h frit ml In . I MUSI lie's rverj i hins to me; He's tho fairest of ton thousand tdmycoUl, Tho Lily of tha Valley, lu him nloiio I see All 1 uoed lo clonuso and tunlio me fully whole, Then suddenly tho great audience roeo to its feet and responded! He’s tho Lily of (Valley, Thu I’l'lnht and Morulau ' tar; lie's tho fairoxtof ton thousand to niysoUl, Johnson looked stupidly about. He caw faces lined with sin and suffering— tho faces of thieves and ontcasls. Dnt everybody was singing. Ho looked at tbc platform. It was filled with men and women dressed iu curious fashion, in dark bine costumes, with big scarlet letters on llu-ir breasts. During John son’s prison life Iho Salvation Army had sprung into existence._ lie nh my Briefs has taken, Ami all tny tnrrotvs borne; In trini>tatlon he's my stroug and mighty tower— rang out tho voico like a clarion call. And onco more tho poor, sodden way farers to whom bo sung answered: lie's Iho Lily of tho Valley, Tbo Ilrlght and Morning Star; He’s thsfalrcM of tcntknnaand to my - Something rolled down the cheek tho ox-Convict. Ho put np his hand impatiently to brush it away. And then, half stumbling, ho hurried out Into tho night. Hut as he fled through tho fait fall ing snowflakes ho heard again tho re frain well np liko a battlccryt □o's tho Lily of tho Valley. Next day as ho aimlessly walked about lie came face to face with a' man he had known in his old life. Tho man started as if he bad seen a ghost, and thou shamefacedly and hesitatingly ex tended his hand. “Howdy do, Johnson?" he said tim idly. "Oh, Pm well enough,” said Johnson with a short, harsh laugh. “Pm trying to get something to do. Perhaps you could help mo.” "I—oh, no—well, you sec, just now everybody’s taken np with Christmas.” “Yes, so I see." "Of course you understand it’s not an easy thing to recommend n—a"—— "A jailbird." “Well, cr—you understand.” "Yes, I understand. I won’t bother yon. PH get along in some fashion. I’ve a little money. But tell me, can you give me any news of Raymond?" “Well, yes. You heard about his failure?" "His failure? No." “Yes, lost every cent a year ago. Poor as a church mouse. Sick, too, I heard a few days ago. Rheumatism, I believe. His wife”—— "Yes, yes, bis wife." “Bho’s supporting him, I understand— sewing, They live somewhere on the east side In a tenement. Horrible come down! Well, I can't stand here all day, Goodby, If 1 hoof of anything"-~and ha was gone, Johnson stood looking after him iti a dazed fashion until a gentle hint from a policeman reminded him he had better move on. So Raymond was poor and sick—his revenge, then, was partly begun—and 'bnt Christmas present?—some way tho thought of killing a poor invalid did not ippeal so strongly to tho Ishmaelite— mmowhoro on tho cast side?—as well ay to hunt tho traditional needle—poor, lick, mid Nelly sowing to support him— well, there was oozuu justice u heaven, if not on earth. • • • • • • It was the night before Christmas when Johnson ttrolV)d again Into tho great rink whore tho Salvation Army was bolding its meetings. Ho listened to tho burning words which fell from tho iqia of a sweet fauod woman. She talked of God’s best gift to man and spoko of peace and good will. Then again the singer came forward, and again tho strains which had rung in Johnson's cars for two days rolled to tbc roof. Whilo listening eagerly ids eyes suddenly fell upon tbo faco of a woman who was sit> ting ihreo neats from him. A palo, thin, shabbily dressed woman. It was Nelly! When sho roso to go ho followed hor. As sho hurried away ho stealthily crept) behind her, ids hand involuntarily clutching iho knife over his heart. Up a rickety flight of stairs she went, and close behind camo tier pursuer. Bho opened the door on tho third landing aud went lu. He crouched outside, holding his breath. Tho door remained ajar. Ho looked iu and muikcd the poor’ room, with its wretched belongings. He a. w the bed and the sick man ts.’stcred, up by flabby pillows. “Is that yon, Nelly, 1 ’ ho hoaid Ray-- tnond say. "I thought you would never oomo “ nun n moment to near tuo singing, it sounded so sweet ns I camo along. Hero is your wudiciuo now." "HR WAS INNOCENT. NELLY.” Then Johnson, listening, straining ev ery nerve (hero in I lie darktioss, beard an awful groan. "IVlmt is it, John? tlio pain ng.iH?” “Yes, yes. Ob. this is lorrihlu! Nelly. I am dying. “No. no, dear, yon will bo I'cttcr pres ently. Here, drink (Ids.” Tho sufferer obeyed and sank back exhausted on the pillows. “Now." thought Johnson, “now Is my liuio. 1 cun rush in and stall him beforo hia wife. Why do I not do it?" “Poor Nelly I" wild Raymond iignin, "to wlutl have 1 brought you? Ah, sin finds its reward," “Bin, John?" "Yes, sin. Nelly, 1 am dying. I must Speak—I must tell you all" "Ilnsli, dear, you are excited. Listen now. ITI sing you to sleep, and tomor row, Clirlslmas morning, you will la- better," And thou to the Ishmaelite, bis hand against every man, oiibidu there In the darkness, flouted in Nelly's sweet voice: He's,lie l.lly nf tin 1 Valley, Tbe Itrlglit mid Mnruliig Slur. But sho was intermpiod. “I must apeak,’’ moaned the sick man. “1 will tell you." Tlirt) the door wnssofily pnshod open, audibu startled couple saw him. Ilia lace .was pule, his features working, and tears were ruining down his checks. "No, John." tiuid the Ishmaeiito, “do uot speak." Blit not to l,o outdone iu irenorosilv. Raymond mim'd himiclf, and v. itii onr ‘uipromt'effort pointed to Johasou, cry ing: "Ho was Innocent, Nelly." And the bright morning slav of Christ' -tmis shone through tlio window on three people, two of whom knelt by Iho bed holding thi! icy liaiabi of thn other. Both .on tho while faco of fho dead and the living faco of Iho Ldmisvlilo b.-.d set- lied the peace which pasteth all under standing. ROYAL Kill8 MUMiLL ' ' —— THE KING WHOSE SCEPTER 13 A HOLLY BRANCH. t'.ov fit. Nlctiolas Ili'ratno tho Santa Claus of Today—Christman ns It IsCclobmlce Kortli and South—An Old riautarion Scene. [CoiiJTlRlit, 1392.) HKItUVERH oc curs, Christmas is king of lb • holidays. In fh - northern home- 'I jpyi'- * * end, on tho >tVfjVafVT'rtfi}/; southern planla- •ir f vV',2 ^ lion, among those %{ Yl' who go down to "the sea in ships." and among the people of all civilized lands, it it (he ono season nf tho ye. r marked by a reign of hospitality, morri meat and open henrteduess. It roenltc. to the old tho pleasures of youth, and transports many an absent ono back to his own fireside and quiet homo. In tho erriy annals of Now York city, when it wr. -. Nieu Amsterdam and tho sturdy Btnyresnnt was commander in chief; when onr now crowded Broadway was below Wall street and known only as plain Heero atraat; when onr business throttled Maiden lano v.-us T’mangdo paatje—"Tho Malden's Path"—where tho red cheeked Dutch girls wont to hang their ciothos; when iho moot mar ket was on BowlingGvcen. and Iho pres ent City Hail park a public pasture out side the city wall, tho 24th and 25th of December were dedicated to St. Nich olas, tho patrnu saint of tbo colony. It was his imago that constituted tbo fig urehead of the chin that brought the first Dutch emigrants to this shore. It was he who gave his name to tho first church within tho walls, and whoso bon- ironn wore most Eolomuly invoked In tho hour of trouble by all Dutchmen on land and sea. * To tbo Dutch boy.i and girls 8t. Nich olas was a jolly, wbito bearded, little, old man, smoking his long stemmed pipe, and in their fancies driving through the air over town and country, oceans aud deserts, bonding through space tho sharpest of whistles to the wonderful reindeer team that carried the wonderful eleigh, These little Knickerbockers have passed away for ever, bnt tbo children of today still keep up the devotion of tho children of 1G50 for St. Nicholas, only they now call him "Santa Claus. He is tho same friend, tho same little, low built, chubby, merry, mysterious ancient who loves children of all ages and all countries. Tlio manner in which his coming .is celebrated differs according to the habits and associations of tho people. In the great cities and tho country towns, for. days and weeks beforehand, tho markets and stores, tho streets and avenues pro claim tho approach of tho fete. The whole community abandons itself to for aging expeditious Bundles and baskets are everywhere—on men's shoulders and lu their hands, in wagons and coaches, filling tlio aisles of street cars and trun- fling through the highways In wheel- burrows. Woifion and children, hus bands, bachelors and sweethearts strug gle beneath their weight. There are gifts lor boys and girls, presents for men and women, and heaps of presents for grandfathers and grandmothers. “Old Bcroogo" U there, crowding pater familias in his endeavor to buy tho big gest turkey and make amends for his meanness to his bookkeeper dnriug tbo vear, while materfamilios declares lo herself that her Christmas shall be the handsomest among all the neighbors. Now emtio# Christmas evi describe li? The old mantel, with Its row of stockings, largo aud small: tho expectant looks of the youngsters ns they linger around (ho fireplace won dering v. hat Sanla Claus will bring; tbo creeping into lied and listening, while the grown folks arc tanking merry or, r their eggnog and mailed cider, for any sign of tho coming of tho old gentleman down tbo chimney; then, when the hoaso is still, tho uiystorions movements of tbo happy parents as they produce Iho Christinas gifts from their hidin' places and in> uieni np in the most pro voking knots; tho commotion in the house long before dawn when the chil dren bounce from their beds to c.co what tbo King has sunt them; the chorus of chuckles and gabbl- of d light us they gat bur around tho liedsido of tlio -loopy father r.nd mother and arotu* every one ill iho house to display Iho liberality of tho God of gifts—who shall, who can toll tho story of such a happy lime? By and by tho bells In (hosteeples call tbo good pcoploull to church and chapel, and away tliey go, fl.Kdjing through tlio streets ill their best clothes mid with their gayest faces. Closed stores mid a general cessation from labor givu a 8al>- baili*sanctity ami reserve to the day out side. very different from the Cliristiuaa echoes of the night before. A little later wo are seated at the Chri-'iinr.a dinner, each one nervously impatient to attack tlio heaped up Viands. Tim turkeys and gocso mid chickt u.i that caused such a stuffing of baskets on Clirislmas eve are ret out stuffed in turn upon tho tables, and soon after lots of liiilo boys and girls nro in tlio sumo condition. Tito feast ended, ol her pleasures fol low. Tlio old folk: - , gather mound the big fireplace to enjoy tho outpouring of good feeling mid Inmost interchange of affectionate attachment which abound at this season. Tho young people betake themselves to the frolics of a slrigh tide, whilo the 1 children repair ixirimpit to (ho neighboring liifix and ponds to try tlio now sleds and skate's. This i- the Christmas of tho average Immo cir file throdglmnt .tlKi north and west. Tlio Christmas tif Iho rich ia also a fairyland iu which for ono day at least nothing save iho spirit of’ Kris Kringlc- enters tbo voluptuous heaven with its firmament of gas jets, its carpeted floor. Softer than oloVor, its perfumed air. otn broidcrcd curtains ami gorgeous Christ mas tree, all uliutuc with light and color, where ar6 gathered afashioimble throng ot old ami young nwmnug tuo bestow..' of costly gifts. Bnt iu, the hacki,'round of even tin pioifsimt pfehiro lr. mini her—the funilb Of the poor, tbo labyrinths of wretch! homes and teemin'.'' tenement house' tho prisons and hospitals. Tliey are nm • forgotten. Tho rich man has snare, from Ids abundance that the Ininl pres mro of poverty may for tho moment Is lightened, and charitable hmuh deal out tho stores of good tilings that inn he one oudnitfeel «s4f the spirit of (Jhri»l,r> . w. s indeed Iho angel of the day bring lug Iho old timo message, "Perns. earth and good will to men." F. O. Dr. Fontainr. Clirlctmns tlnlly. Tlio practice of decking churches wit; tho evergreen is very sucieut, says Chat torbox. On this account onr pious fore fathers gave it tlio immo of "holy Iro of which our word holly is a corruption Duppa tells us “Ihnt branches of Hi) - tree were rent by (lie Romans to tbei' friends with their New Year':, gifts .- emblematical of goo-1 wishes, and l! custom is said to bo nearly as old im Ih- building of Romo itself." Tbo hell; sometimes ntlnius tho height of for!.' feet, and when of thislargesi :o ,'ho woo.', is very vain .'hie and is much nr-'d by cabinet makers. It is whit.', hard, clo. -• grained and takes a vor/ fine polish. When stained black It is an excellent imitation of ebony. The long mi straight tough branches nro often tired for vhip handles and v iking st'^'k- TLj leaves of the holl; near the groua-' nro frequently much uoro prickly time those toward the top of tho treo. Tliis circumstance forms the subject of n poem by Southey, in which lie rays that though iu youth buffet in,ys with tli<; world may call forth harshness, y! a man ought to pray that unkind feel ings may daily wear away— • Till tlomnnolli temper cf Ids nge rtisl! bo Like I he high IcaviJ up..a tho holly troo. Pome Yniikeo Tralu in Slrxlco. “If anybody thinks the citizens of tho Cactus Republic do not pos- ess their full s''are of Yankee shrewdness be is likely to heroine wiser without growing wealth ier during a year’s sojourn in Mexico,” eaid Ignatius Sclnminkcr, as be joined the circle of bonanza kings whb were talking pay rock in tho corridors of tho Southern. "1 wentdown there a couple cf years ago to pick up a few fortunes in the mining district. At Chihuahua I bo- camo acquainted with an old greaser who professed to become very fond of mo. Ono day, when 1 had warmed his leathery old heart with pulque, ho con fided to mo that ho knew the location of an old Aztec mine of fabulous richness. It was situated upon a branch of tlio Yaquai river, on laud owned by his brother, « wealthy runchuro. It was from tills mine that tbo Montczumas drew thn bulk of their fabulous wealth. "During tlio war waged by Cortez tho raiuo was forgotten, and ho—my com panion—had lately discovered it. He had specimens of tlio ore, and it was fully 70 per cent, coin silver. Of course I bit—bit ravenously. I set out for his brother's ranch next day and reached it after a three days'ride. Tho old mine was certainly there, and it gave every indication of being ns rich as represented. I scraped together every dollar I could command aud bought a third interest in It, Then 1 went to work to form a com pany to develop it. 1 did not work long, however. The first man 1 interviewed looked at mo pityingly and remarked: ’Bo old Joco lias caught another sucker, lias he? My innocent friend, that old hole is suited. Yon could carry away every ounce of pay rock within twenty- five miles of the place lu u meal sack.’ ” —Bt. Louie Globe-Democrat. TWO PATIENTS IN A DISPENSARY. nno." Now come# Chrletmaa evo—-the fairy "WiUi Mu, fitniv, 1 m »»into Urf.j tlpw «* ti* IKUs Wf», A»4 wbo »4»U • Chr’tntmn* Mumnion*. Among otlv.T quaint customn still ox- tant arc Urns* of the “mummers" and •nummings a; Cliriatin;:,-.. all common in Oxfordshire, England. Some wear masks, some black their faces and others dresz fantastic illy. They go about sing ing: A merry Christmas and a happy New Year, Your pockets tell of tnoeoyitud your cellars full of l.^or. But thla is tho convivial side. At this timo tho following apparently senseless lines are sung by tlio yeoman of Somer setehiro: Hero comes I, llddlo man Jan, With my zu-ord In ley ban! If you don't all do As you bo told by I, I'll send you ell to York Vor te make apple plo. Isaao Newton's First Inspiration. The youth of high scholastic attain ments Who is always currying off prizes naturally raises hopes of his subsequent success in a particular career. Of course the most is made of him. Ho is not only U credit to himself, but to his teachers: to the latter, indeed, ho is a practical certificate—a “human document"—of tho first class. Finally lie leaves school, and it Is confidently predicted that, If lie does not achieve greatness iu the bat tle of life, it can only be on account of some moral flaw which hue not yet hud timo to declare itself. But tlio "dull boy" seldom receives tho benefit of the doubt iu any specula tion os to Ills future. Onco dubbed "dunce" or reputed "slow," and ho is allowed to develop in tho shade, emerg ing from which lie satisfies or surprises ids friends only because nothing was ex pected of him. No one can dispute the claim of Sir Isaao Newton to n monu ment in Westminster abbey, hor to tho praise conferred by Pope’s well known epitaph: KMur»nn4 natwro'B laws lay bid In nlebt. Uod said, "Let Newton bet” and all was light. Nevertheless tho greatest of English philosophers was a so called “dunce" at school. Sir David Brewster tells us that Newton made little progress “until one day the boy who was above him having given him a severe kick iu the stomach, from which he r.nffercd great pain, ho labored incessantly till he got above him in tho school, and from that timo continued to rise until ho was the head i boy.”—Loudon Standard, A Small Newsboy ami * Rig Fireman Each Undergo an Operation. . Late ene evening a man was seated In the receiving room of one of the dispen saries iu tlio lower part of the city Ho was talking to a young surgeon who had charge of the room, and the- conversa tion turned to the subject of the courage shown by young folks us compared with that of adults. "It's all bosh," said the visitor, "about s child standing pair, better limn a man. Why, it stands to reason" •Hullol" says the surgeon "What’B this?" "It’s mo " Tbo visitor turned an'! ^nw two bare, footed urchins, one about eight and tlio other perhaps a year younger The elder came in carrying his companion, whom he carefully laid on the lounge. Then he raised himself and said: “Mo and Dunnie ’re newsboys, and just now lie stepi>ed on a busted bottle iu do park and cut bis foot.” “And you carried him all tipi way from tho park hero on your back?" "Yep." The doctor had washed tho blood from tho foot and disclosed a deep, ragged cut about three inches long. Ho carefully washed and dressed it and was nl>ont to thread his needle to take a few needed stitches when tho patient spoko up for tho first time: . “Aro yon goin lo cow it, doc?" “Yes, my little man, It can't heal without it," “Oh-h-h-hr He lay back, and after ono suppressed groan the tears which trickled down his cheeks alone told the story of tho pain, Tbo sole of the foot of an ordi nary New York newsboy is not -a very easy thing for even tlio shai-pest needle to pierce, and tho pain of the operation was much increased. While it watt go ing on a member of tho Now York firo patrol entered and sitting himself in ..a chair waited with evident impatience for ids turn to arrive. Tlio sowing fin ished, the foot was bandaged, and the young Styrnx took up his burden, “How far have you to go?’’ ueked the doctor. • "Over to Oliver street." It was a full half mile to Oliver street, but tho youth took up his burden cheer fully. "Well, sir, what can l do for you?" said tbo surgeon to the man. Tho patrolman wafl a magnificent specimen of physical manhood, tall, broad and muscular, “Well, you see, I wan bit-chin np the bosses, and they skirted aud threw mo down. I fell on my hand there,” he added as ho held out tho member, It was considerably swollen. To find the cause of the swelling the doctor began to run his fingers along the injured part, i but ho had hardly begun when his wrist ' was seized iu a grip liko iron. | “Hold oh Shove,- doc; that bnrtsl" i “Of coarse it does, but 1 have to find out what’s tho matter," r Again ho tried, and again ho was pre vented, I "How do you think 1 can fix your band when you won't l-.-t mo find out what’s the matter with it?" i “1 know that, but I can't stand it,” ho Dashaway—I hear, Bobbie, that yon got a train of cars for Christmas and they hod an accident. Tell me all about it. Bobbie—I can’t say a word. You see, I am one of the officers of tho road. I’onoveranes unit Push. Perseverance and “push” are far from ! being tho same thing, and quite as far from being equally commendable. A girl walked into n largo dry goods store, and going np to ono of the firm asked if ho wished to employ any more girls in his workroom. The gentleman was busy, bnt ho left his work and answered her courteously in the negative. Tho girl, who was showily dressed and evidently impressed with hor own ap pearance, would not accept his answer. “I was told you wanted more help,” persisted the applicant somewhat defi antly. “It wan a mistake, yon see, I do not," was tho reply. “Bnt won't you need some ono after awhile?” “No,” was the answer, given very de cidedly and with courteous coolness. The girl looked At the gentleman some what doubtfully and walked out. Turn ing to a friend tbo gentleman said: ‘‘That young woman saw that I was busy and pushed herself forward with out a word of excuse. Sho did not ap preciate the courtesy I showed her. I would not employ a girl who had so much push and so little modesty and consideration for tho rights of other peo ple. She would never succeed iu my itoro. I doubt If she would succeed any where,"—Youth's Companion, . li — im T i • Cbrlstmun lu tbo Limit of tbo Cur. Throughout the Ukraine, or little Russia, Christmas is observed as a great sa: red day. Weeks beforo Christmas preparations for welcoming the so called “Christman Icutia” (barley grits) aro go ing on in a peasant's hut. The hut is whitewashed, tho floor and polatia (bed of boards) aro scrubbed, tho holy images, or ikons, on tho walls aro adorned with courso linen towels om- broidorod, and a few crosses, neatly made of straw or hay, aro nailed upon the ceiling aud Wall. A bench covered with hay Is placed at the corner under St. Nicholas' imago, upon which rests tho pot with tho sacred kntia. The head of the family, after offering prayer and expressing a few wishes be fore tho kutia—such ns that the next summer's crop may bo abundant, or that general prosperity may crown his homo—takes Ids seat ut the head of the table. His example is followed by tho rest of tho members. Tlio pot with tlui kutia is soon placed beforo them, and after a few more little formalities is dovonrod with great ap petite. After this is done all dross them- iclvos lu their best clothes and start out to church. Hold his arm, a couple of you," raid tho Burgeon to the uttoiidaiitn, who had come in, Attracted by the noise, Tbo man's arm was held, and it was found that tho hand had been merely sprained, —New York Tribune. Tin, IXIi'R umt ibe return* Powder. On the first consignment of seldlitz jiowders to the cnniial of Delhi the monarch wan deeply interested in the ac counts of the refreshing box. A bos was brought to tbo king in full court, ,md the interpreter explained to Ids maj esty hew it sbotiM bo used. Into a gob let ho put the Iwt'lro bins papers, and haring nddod water, the king drank It off. Tbio was ibe alkali, and the re; si cnmitennnco expressed no «1gn of rails- fat-lion. It was then explained that *n the combination of the two powcers lay tho luxury, and tho twelve white now dors vero quickly disaolvcd in water, and ns eagerly swallowed by his ma jesty. With a shriek that will lie remem bered while Delhi is numbered with tho kingdoms tho monarch rose, stared, ex ploded and in Ids full agonies screamed "Hi,Id mo down," then rushing from tho throne felt prostrate on tlio floor. Thera he lay during tho long continued effer vescence of tho compound, spurting liko 10.000 pennyworths of Imporiul pop, and believing himself in tho agonies of death, a melancholy and humiliating proof that kings uro mortal,—Indian Mirror, Largo Dote*. Fortieth Friend (blnoo breakfast)—By Jove, old fellow, you’ve got a fearful cold. What aro yon tubing tor It? Sufferer (hoanoly) — Advice. — New York Weekly. The Mamlolln, The itringod musical instrument which i* peculiarly suited to ladles is the mandolin. It comes from Italy and was introduced here by tbo Spanish stu dents, who made BO great a success at : Tha Space Ilctwecu Young Trees, Booth’s theater so many years ago. Mrs. i X rcc5 , lmt grow largo tops, such ns William Waldorf Aster wav one of the e ] m8 sl i ver maples, lindens, etc., should first ladies to learn to play tho mnndo- bo pi ant ed forty-five f u r apart in order lln; her ability, howovor, with this in- to allow each tree in.m for expansion •trument was not made knowito any M d prevent too much siade.-MoKcce- Xtupt outside of biv bou« Clfole,-New - Mrt Titns*. CXtegt outsid VorkFriWi Klicillre nml Sentry, The khedivc, oddly enough for an ori ental, did uot smoko, but e.i ways carried a cigarette case, and delighted in offer ing it aud lil tie presents i.f money to the English sentries placed on guard round tlio palace when first Cairo was occu pied by tlio British. The khedivc was im curly riser, and was in the habit of walking in M-! gar den early hi the morning. 0:,o day, returning from such a walk, ho was stopped by u sentry. "Ycr can’t go in hero, yor know,''wild tlio man of war, with tbo Briton’s amia ble contempt for a fat little foreigner, "But I belong to the palace," faltered tho khedivc, delighted, “Oh, do yor? Got a good place?’' ' 'Very good," Was the modest response. "Ah, yev look liko it. Nothin to do and plenty to cut. I wouldn’t mind serv ing your master. What sort of a feller is lie?” And then, nhis, tho sergeant coming along recognized and saluted tho kho- divo, to tho vast discomfort of the sentry us woll as to tho chagrin of his hi,-ess, who would have been glad t > he ,ro about himself. —Yonth'e f .,i v n. A Hoy Prlniu Donna. First Boy—You ought to come to the concert our music teacher is goin to give, Becond Boy—Yon goin to bo in? “Yep. I'm ono of: tlio primmer don nas. Wo’ro goin to give a cantata." "Wot'sihat?" ' ‘ "Ob, it's all about sunshine and storms and picnics mid harvesters and all sorts of country things. It's great.” "Do you sing nil that?" "N-o. I'm only in tlio first scene, •Early Mortiln cm th'.Fapn,'" “Wot do you do?" " ’ “I eiow,"—Wood $Iewi|