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Vv>c> mm l> I' I ll - . I . I? VATCBMfAX, fistaWlalMsd April, 1850. lBe Just and Fear not-Let all the Ends them Aims't at, be thy Country's, thy God's, and Truth's." THE TRUE SOUTHRON, Established June, 1866; SUMTER, S. C, TUESDAY, FEBRUARY r6, 1883. New Series?Vol. II. No. 26. 9 TSEMS ?in advance. 1 00 50 or longer will hserve private tor as advertised en ts. respect w?l bed Erft*0 seanjy birds and ia*, ud tbe land of tbe earlj &oet it *e Ac paakii. ?od tbe fod ISssT" r,rsAj restfs of the toesols of the ^-iaaajs?;alii? taatfed hern, ?8 jgpidea as tbe mora; to ferries kiado' looesoae - . of t^ Dsraa they io th* soedder sad tee reaper ia their stalls below, tbe clover 'Kke the tfckia' isoa tbe poakirt and tbefod ? * ?LuBamapolit Journal. SRrUiSKTTC. . 8Y1CONOS. Deposit Company, and eon - of society. He business men as clear-beaded and far-seeing finan cfer moved in tbe bigbest, social cir and had quite a repotation for He wasiAnatical in no and toe reverse of an en or dreamier. Everything that managed system at i practically, was It a buei asocial undertaking or Be made ?J J? great pretenae ofreligion, although, * leaded ciiorcn regularly and was Tthe vestrymen^ He believed -jghitj*man should ix*,as conservative as be was in his busi aad social capacity. Taken al te was a model citizen, and of whom tbe city of bis adoption very prood. fie bad married early is liie, and bis wife bring dead, left with three daughters to and comfort his declining years. very evident that no other engrossing doty woold prevent doing this. Tbe Iredell as an entirety, was tbe of reapectab?li ty. Icbabod iredell bad been $eto actively engaged in busi from being a rich owned the bouse in which and it was famished in a and conservative manner its owner. He lived well ??ve generously, bat bis salary fcas President was bis only income, and "5 cofc oi it he saved nothing, though it was liberal, for tbe company was an old and respectable institution and " several millions of capital. The tboogbt that be must some day obtruded itself on Icbabod Iredell occasional, anU oftener of late years at be felt the Infirmities of age creep ing tspon bim. He knew that in that event be woold leave very little- of j this world's goods behind him. This bim,.and caused bim many hours of deep study. How now for tbe maintenance of I Misses Iredell after bis one perplexing conun >re or less disturbed before we find occa this conservative ei runder the advice of I rysicrrro, an old prac _?e, purely in a medicinal of the best French brandy before retiring. He used ingly at tbe table, and known to drink a so? a saloon or at the side He was not a total , bot be believed in It was Icbabod IredelFs dinner, unless he bad a . to retire to bis libra several boors to tbe per u Hteratore of tbe day. after 10 be laid or magazine and suo bailer, James. The was wanted, and in answer to the som aalver (decorated Iredell with all the characterises all modern household art) on which were arranged a glass, a bowl of sogar, a pitcher of water and a long-necked bottle labeled 'Cognac*' Ont of these ingredients James compounded his master's medicine. The latter drank it off in a sober and conservative man ner, James retired and Icbabod Ire dell sought his bed. To-night Icbabod Iredell glanced over the colnmns of his paper aud be came interested In reading a report of a sermon entitled 'Is There a Hell V It bad been delivered in a neighbor ing church by the Rev. F. Furr*ess. The reading carried him back in memory fifty years to tbe time when ' fee was a shock-headed farmer?boy. He saw himself sitting in the high bacfced family pew in the little coun try church trying to appear interested in just such doctrine as was preached by" tbe Reverend* Furness. He ! smiled and read on. At the foot of .the report' it was announced tbat I 'The reverened gentleman will repeat this sermon to-night. Everybody in vited. A complete answer to the arguments of Ingersoll, Farrar, Beecher and other eminent skeptics/ The bead of tbe great company read this paragraph over twice and then touched a call bell on the table beside him. James answered the summons 'James,' began the President, cl am going ont for the evening; yon need not sit np for me. Leave my medicine here on the library table.' 'I beg pardon, 'sir,' answered the butler, 'but tbebrandy is ont, and I forgot to order a fresh supply this morning.7 'That was very careless of you, James,* said the financier severely. 'Yea, sir,* was the meek response. 'Don't let it occur again.' 'No, sir.' James assisted bis master to invest himself in bis coat, hat and gloves, placed his cane in bis hand and opened tbe door for the great man to pass ont. Icbabod Iredell picked his way cautiously along the icy streets and entered the church of the Rev. Mr. Furneas. It was early, and the great building contained but .two persona Tbe sexton conducted him to a pew in the body of the. church, and the financier settled back in the coiner and watched the incoming congrega tion. They came in slowly, and when the Rev. Fnrness entered the \ pulpit the church was only partially filled. The pew in which Icbabod Iredell sat hadoue other occupant? a tall, slim man clad . from head to foot in an ulster of sealskin, the col : lar of which, being turned up, con | cealed the weaver's face. Ichabod ! ItedeH gave his companion a glance, failed to recognize him and resume a bis old position in the corner. The man in the sealskin coat remained seated near the door of tbe pew. and gave the clergyman the closest at tention. The sermon was a powerful one. The preacher ridiculed the new doctrine whose apostles were promi nent, and gave his interpretation of the punishment and reward part of the life to come. He pictured the transcendent glories of tbe New Jerusalem in a voice which thrilled his hearers with ecstacy. Suddenly, be began to paint the companion picture, and so thoroughly, in earnest did he seem that one could almost smell the sulphurous fumes, bear the shrieks of the tortured souls and see the burning fames. It was a vigo rous discourse and created great ex citement among the congregation, many of whom were carried away by the speaker's eloquence aud gave vent to their excitement, in groans and shrieks. One woman fainted and was carried ont by her friends. Two persons sat unmoved through it all? the man in the .sealskiu coat aud Icbabod Iredell. When the sermon was finished and tbe congregation began to file out of tbe building Ichabod Iredell found himself jostling against his com panion of the past hour. 'I beg pardon, sir,' be said. 'Pardon me, sir; it was my awkwardness,' said the man in seal skin. This broke the ice, figuratively speaking and '.he two entered into conversation. 'That was a powerful discourse,' said Icbabod Iredell. 'Very.' 'Its orthodoxy cannot be question ed.' 'No.' 'That doctrine was popular in my boyhood, but such extreme views are not often held at the present time.' 'More's the pity,' was the senten tious response. 'Hey V ejaculated Icbabod Iredell, bis conservative composure slightly ruffled. 'I say more's the pity,' repeated I the man iu sealskin. 'The doctrine that our fathers preached and believed was a wholesome one, and its moral effects gave ns a race of honeat men. The fear of punishment hereafter had a great effect on tbe vulgar mind, and I, for one, am sorry that the pre sent generation is prone to bold this good oil doctrine up to ridicule.' These few words aroused all of Icbabod Iredell's argumentative na ture, and, making reply to this first onslaught of his adversary, he was soon engaged in heated argument with the stranger. They walked slowly along the streets, and each contended earnestly for his side of the question. A soft snow was falling From force of habit Ichabod Iredell turned I bis face toward home. The man in i sealskin kept by bis side. In the | course of their walk they passed the [ saloon where the solemn butler, James, [was accustomed to purchase his | master's medicinal beverage. Icha bod Iredell remembered the empty I bottle, and paused, j 'I beg pardon,' he said. 'I have a triffling errand to attend to?caused by the carelessness of my butler. Ifitisnot detaining yon?I would much like?in fact-' Before Ichabod Iredell could satis factorily explain himself tbe stranger in tbe sealskin coat interrupted him. 'Well, sir, I don't often indulge, but with you, certainly.' And he followed the jSnancier into tbe saloon. The latter was somewhat taken aback by the stranger's cool, but nevertheless natural interpretation of his remarks. He said nothing, how ever, and took his place in front of the bar. The polite attendant set ont glasses, and looked inquiringly at each gentleman. Cognac,' was Ichabod Iredell's re ply to the questioning look. 'The same,' said the man in seal skin. , They drank, and, without moving from the bar, took up their inter rupted argument. Tbe two became quite heated, and Ichabod Iredell for got all about the empty brandy bottle at home. Occasionally they paused, aud dnring such interlude the bar keeper set out glasses and tbe fancy decanter. The disputants drank sparingly, but they drank none the less regularly. Ichabod Iredell had a confused recollection Of the whole thing afterwards, but it was his dy ing asseveration that he left the sa loon as sober and clear-headed as when he entered it. Any way, he finally left the saloon. The man in sealskin went "with him. They were still deeply interested in the phiio religio discussion. The man, in seal skin was contending tbat not only was there (in his opinion) a punish ment for the guilty hereafter, but a mental hell on earth, the torture of which was fearful to think of. Icha bod Iredell laughed derisively, and pooh-hooed at the idea.. 'You doubt what I say, do you V said the man in sealskin, and he laid his band on the other man's arm. 'I will convince you. Behold I' Ichabod Iredell experienced a phy sical shock at this last word as in tense as though he had suddenly grasped the poles of an electric bat tery. He was enveloped in a blue vapor, which seemed to come from the man in sealskin, who had suddenly undergone a startling transformation. He-was no longer a creature of mun dane flesh and blood, but a creature infernal. The long sealskin coat and tbe close fitting cap were gone. In their stead the being who confronted the astonished financier was clad from head to-foot in a shining suit of green, fitted with such nicety that it seemed a part of the wearer. The creature had no head-covering, and the curling hair was green like the armor-suit. Out of his forehead grew two protu berances very much like horns. The face was clear cut, aud marked deep ly with sinister and diabolic lines. The heavy lip and pointed tuft on the chin were green, and the general hue of the face was green; the eyes were deep-set and . glowed like phospho rescent fires. The apparition was so remarkable, that again Icbabod iredell's mind flew back to his boyhood days, and he recognized a striking similarity to this-green monster in a certain pic ture he was wont to contemplate with orthodox awe and boyish** trembling. This picture was labeled 'Satan.' In voluntarily ichabod Iredell's gaze fell and he saw that the green scales terminated behind in a long tail, orna mented with a tridentshaped barb at the end. For convenience sake, this appendage was now tucked under its owner's arm. Ichabod Iredell looked lower, and the picturo of his recol lection stood before him complete. Ti.e monster had black, cloven feet which were highly polished as the hoofs of a prize bullock at a county fair. 'The devil!' ejaculated the financier, starting back. 'At your service, sic. See, and believe V The devil, for we must hereafter call him by this name, stamped one of his cloven feet, and Ichabod Ire dell found himself lifted into the air by a power to him unknown and unseen. The Devil kept by his side and they floated along just above the lops of the houses. Sud denly they descended to the earth and the financier recognized in the tall granite building which loomed up in front of them the headquarters of the company. It was an imposing piece of aichilecture and impressed the be holder with the idea of solidity. It seemed to the astonished finan cier to be day. The street was crowded with people, but as Ichabod Iredell started to cross the street and enter the institution over which he presided, his companion touched his arm and whispered 'See!' At the same time the Devil pointed with his long? green forefinger, first to the un usual crowd in front of the building and then to the closed doors of the institution. The President looked toward the latter first, and read thereon the following NOTICE. Id consequence of a newly discovered ir regularity in the accounts of this institution, all pay meats are suspended and no deposits will be received until further notice. (Signed) SAMUEL SLY. Solicitor Safety Trust b Deposit Co. The President read the notice, and his usually florid face was a shade paler as he turned inquiringly to the man in green. The Devil made no answer, but pointed again to the crowd. Now Ichabod Iredell heard fierce shouts and loud imprecations, and he noticed that the people re mained grouped about the front of the building- At first these cries were indistinct and fell on his ear with a dull rumble. They grew more coherent, and he heard his own name spoken. Two men passed in front of him. He knew l> 'h, but they did not seem to recogn. him, although he greeted them with his most stately bow. In fact, both he and the Devil seemed to be invisible to other eyes. One of these men was talking and he pointed across to tne office of the company in an excited manner. 'It is a most outrageous affair,' he said 'The defalcation is upwards of a half a million. Yesterday no man! stood higher in the community than Ichabod Iredell. To-day he is a refu- j gee and a thief. I tell you, we don't know whom to trust these days. I would as soon have suspected?' The balance of the sentence was lost to the astonished President, who would have spoken, but his tongue refused him utterance. In the mid- { * % die of the street was a stout, red-faced Irish woman. She was wringing her hands and crying: 'J^ushal Musha!' she wailed;'all me bard earnin's gone til ther divil wid that thaving ould scoundrel, Ire dill. May the divil's curse bay yer portion here, ye ould thafe, Iredill, and the tormints ov bell hereafter I' Beside her stood a tall, pale man, whose face twiched convulsively. He was dressed iu rusty black, and his face bore the stamp of intellectuality. 'Alas!' he said, under his breath, 'my little hoard is swept away, and with it vanishes all my bright dreams. Well, well, I had hoped for rest, but I must again take up the burden, heavy as it is.'. They were all talking about the same thing, and the name of the great financier was in everybody's mouth. No one spoke of bim kindly, and the terrified witness of this de famation closed his eyes and shud dered. When he opened them again the scene had changed. The man in green was still with him, and they seemed to be standing in the sumptu ously furnished room where the Board of Directors of the great com pany were wont to deliberate. The board was in session, but the chair at the head of the table, usually occu pied by the President, now contained the Solicitor of the company, Samuel Sly. The legal gentleman was speak ing. 'The defalcation will reach fully half a million,' Icbabod Iredell heard bim say, 'but the institution is not liable. The loss falls on the deposi tors.' At this intelligence the directors nodded to each other and smiled hap pily. None of them appeared to notice their President and his strange companion, and none of tfeem seemed to bear the shouts and cries and im precations bulled at that erstwhile great man by a restless crowd of Shadowy Shapes which thronged about him. 'Look again V whispered the Devil, and the wretched financier opened his eyes. He saw himself fleeing from his house at dead of night and boarding a foreign-bound stea?ner. The Shad owy Shapes followed him. In foreign lands, surrounded by every comfort and luxury wealth could purchase, he was still pursued by the Shapes. He saw them continually present, and no place in the whole wide world could hide the wretched man they haunted. Finally he saw himself, in the dark ness of night, hurriedly threading the streets of a strange city. The Shapes were at Lis heels. On, on he went, until he paused on the bank of a deep, dark river. The Shapes still clung aboutbim. The haunted man threw up his hands and plunged into the dark water. With hideous yells the Shapes followed him. As the water sp'ashed, the man in green spoke : 'That is the tortnre of remorse. That is the hell on earth. Are you convinced V 'Yes, yes/ moaned the financier, covering his eyes with his h nds. He heard voices about him, and when he dared open his eyes again, he found himself lyiug in his own comfortable bed at home, surrounded by his three daughters, his servants and family physician. He. did not speak at first, but when he did it was in a firm voice. 'Doctor,' be said, 'send immedi ately f?r Mr. Sly, the company's so licitor.' The doctor nodded, and one of the servants left the room. 'I trust you will be all right in the morning, sir,' said the physician. 'You are much better now.' 'No, doctor/ said the financier, 'I shall die before many hours. Thank God, though I will die honest.' The three Misses Iredell began to cry. 'Leave the room, all of you,' com manded the great man. 'I have something to say to the doctor.' They obeyed him, still crying. The servants followed them. 'Doctor, do you believe in visions V ask od Icbabod Iredell, as the door closed. 'Well, sir, that depends,' was the answer. 'I do. Listen,' said the financier. He raised himself in bed and re lated his adventure with the man iu sealskin. The doctor listened grave ly. When the financier finished he made no reply but left the room. 'James,' he said to the solemn but ler who was waiting outside, 'what was Mr lredell's condition when he was brought home last night?' 'He was very drunk, sir.' 'You say he came in a carriage V 'Yes, sir; in a street hack.' 'Anyone with him?' 'Yes, sir; a gentleman.' 'Friend V '1 never saw the gentleman before and he did not leave his name.' 'Ah!' mused the doctor, and he turned back to the sick room. He I mixed some medicine in a tumbler and presented it to his patient. The great man refused to drink it. j 'No,' he said, and shook his head. 'Your medicine can do me no good 1 am all right now. Mr. Sly will be here soon, and 1 want to have my faculties about me.' A servant soon announced that Mr. Sly had arrived. 'r^how him up,' said the President. 'Doctor, I wish a private conference with the solicitor.' The physician bowed and withdrew just as Mr. Sly entered the room. The lawyer remained with the head of the great company until morning. There was much writing and talking, and a great many papers were exam ined and compared with other papers. Finally the conference was ended, and the financier fell back on the pil low completely exhausted. 'Everything is straight now, Mr. Sly?'he said. 'Everything, sir.' 'Thank God !' ejaculated Ichabod Iredell, and he turned his face to the wall. The 8oHcitor took advantage of his silence to slip out of the room. The physician was dozing in a chair in I the hall. The lawyer touched his arm, and he started up. 'You would better look to Mr. Ire dell, doctor. He seems to be sinking very fast." The doctor rubbed his eyes and hastened to his patient's bedside. Icbabod Iredell still lay with his face to the wall. The doctor thought he_ was asleep and touched his hand. A low cry escaped him. Ichabod Iredell was dead! All tbe city was surprised and shocked when the announcement was made that Ichabod Iredell, the Presi dent of the great company, was dead. People spoke of the deceased rev erently and lovingly. The newspa pers devoted col urns to his obituary. 'He had lived a blameless life," one of them said, 'and his honesty aud integrity have never been brought in question. Although be had control of millions and could have enriched himself, as hundreds of others do in these days of official peculation and financial irregularity, he dies a poor man. The doors of the great institution were closed, and heavy crape draped the building. A square of paper was pasted on the door ; it read as follows : NOTICE 1 Owing to tbe sodden death of onr esteemed President, Mr. Ichabod Iredell, this institu tion will not be open for the transaction of business until after the funeral, which takes place to-morrow at 10 o'clock a. m. By order, BOARD DIRECTORS. Safety Trust and Deposit Comdany. People passed by, read the notice and stopped to eulogize the dead man. Two former business associates of the deceased halted on the oppo site side of the street. 'Ah, partner/ said one, 'Ichabod Iredell was an honest man. The company and the business world suf fer a great?an irreparable loss in his death.7 An Irishwoman stopped and spelled the notice. 'Wirral wirral' she cried, with sudden impulsiveness. 'Sore he was an honest manr an' Jimmy's money was safe in his hands. May the blissid saints recaive him I' Behind her was a tall, pale man in rusty black-, who coughed frequently. He read the notice. 'It is very sudden,' he murmured. 'I believe he went straight to Para dise. He was an honest man and a Christian.' All day little groups and individuals paused in front of the crape-decked building to read the notice and speak words of kindness for tbe dead. The whole city mourned, and when the funeral took place it was attended by thousands who stopped in the busy whirl of life to pay tribute to the memory of the dead President. The Board of Directors met and passed suitable resolutions of respect, condolence and sympathy. One of the directors spoke of the dead man's poverty, and appealed strongly for help for the three tall daughters. ' We will be a father to them,' said another director with -tears in his eyes, and upon vote it was decided to set aside a comfortable income for each of the Misses Iredell. The Solicitor of the company, Samuel Sly, Esq., was deputed to convey notice of the action of the board to the sorrowing young ladies. He did so, and paid each her fir*t quarterly instalment. Wheu the money passed from his hands he smiled grimly. He alone knew of Ichabod Ircdel's temptation, aud he alone witnessed the dead man's dying atonement and reparation. Silk Culture, South. Mrs. J. B. Mitchell, of Hawkins ville, Ga., says that the Silk culture is, beyond doubt, tbe most remunerative of any ordinary pursuit. The rearing of silk worms and the management of a cocoonery are, says Mrs. Mitchell, very simple, and any one with patience, perse verance and care will succeed. Silk culture, as a vocation, is specially suit ed to women and children. There is nothing disagreeable nor degrading I connected with the enterprise. It is healthy, pleasant and profitable, rcquir I ing so little capital tbat tbe most hum ble may enter tbe racks and become I successful producers. No experience id I required, and but very little expense is necessary in commencing. Any out house or spare room having a fire place or stove, plenty of light and good jveo tilation, can be converted into a cocoon ery at little or no expense. It is a well known fact, proved by all experience in this country as well as in Prance, that tbe most successful way to engage in silk culture is not by large establishments with heavy capital, but by small cocooneries scattered through the country, managed by the women or children. From the nature of the work it is peculiarly adapted to bo attended to by the&e, and for them ; it is proba bly tbe most pleasant and agreeable oc I cupation that they can find. Compara j tively but tittle time is required in at ! tending to the cocooneries, while the I profits from them are quite liberal. We cannot urge upon our Southern readers too strongly, the advantages of silk culture in their section. Mrs. Hawkins offers to answer all inquires upon the subject, and Mr. P. McKit trick, an extensive silk culturist of Memphis, has published a phamphlct giving full instructions, which cau doubtless be obtained from him at a merely nominal cost, even if be does not distribute it free. - m** - Notice the Quiet Girls. Noisy girls are often very Iovcable and have their uses, and all quiet girls are not endowed with genius and vir tues, for some are simply fools who would be noisy enough if they could find anything to say. But we protest against the habit which prevails of slighting quiet girls and speaking ill of tbem before they have been fairly tried, and of paying sickening homage to tbe conceited chatterboxes of little moral sense and principle. While noisy dam sels will often turn out to be gaudy im postors, many quiet ones will amply repay the time, trouble and love which any one may bestow upon them. Ensilage. Practical Farmers Discussing Their Experience. New York, January 26 ?About sixty gentlemen, most of whom are practical farmers, assembled at No. 55 Beek man street at noon yesterday, and organized the second ensilage congress, by electing as president, Francis Mor ris, of Baltimore, the first, man who built a silo, or fodder pit, in this coun try. Mr. J. B. Brown was elected secretary. Mr. Brown after a brief ad dress iu which he eulogized the merits of the ensilage system, which he de clared was destined to prove the salva tion of eastern farmers, unveiled a bust of Auguste Goffart, the French inven tor of the system, which was greeted with loud applause. Scattered on tables near the platform were specimens of ensilage and of butter made from the cream of the cows fed on it, and the farmers examined the samples closely, testing them by tbe sense of taste as well as smell, although the odor sent forth by the preserved fodder reminded the untutored nose of sour-krout and whiskey combined. The first person who addressed the congress was Alfred A. Reid, a farmer who lives near Providence, Rhode Island. He is a thorough believer iu the virtues of ensilage, and said that his cows, calves, steers and working oxen had steadily improved while feed ing upon it. He presented a detailed statement of the cost of preparing ensilage at bis farm. From four aeres of land, he said he had taken 66 tons 427 pounds of corn, and this was raised and placed in the silo at an expense of $228 94, making the ensilage cost $3.45 per ton. Mr. Reid said that be eustlaged clover, rye and grasses, as well as corn, but his experience was that corn made the best ensilage. The Rev. William Ormiaton gave his expe rience in constructing a silo and pro ducing .ensilage on his farm at Wbitby, on Lake Ontario, near Toronto. Even the most intelligent of his friends, be said, laughed at him when he pro posed to experiment on ensilage, but be bad faith in the system, and had gone on iu spite of the laughs of his friends. He built a silo 50 feet long and 20 feet wide, and walled the sides with stone 20 inches thick, and ensi laged corn, clover, and eveo weeds. The exDense of getting his crop from the field and packing it in the silo was about ?1.20 per ton, and the ensilage, when the silo was opened on June 1, was found to be as sweet and green as when the fodder was first packed. The horses, cows and hogs ate it greedily. 4rr is' a success indisputably," said Dr. Ormiston, 'and the people are now determined to have ensilage. Cat tle prefer it to turnips or dry fodder, and the milk of the cows seems to be improved by it, instead of being injured. The only question now is whether it will make as good beef, and I am ex perimenting to find out. The question as to whether wooden j silos were as good as stone or concrete occupied a good deal of attention. Mr. Moore, of Rockwell county, and Mr. Percy, of Chatham, in this state, re lated their experiences with wooden silos, and pronounced iu favor of them, declaring that they had succeeded in producing excelleut ensilage in them, and that the fodder was almost as tho roughly protected against frost as that iuclosed in masonry. W. A. Strong, of Gulden's Springs, exhibited some corn which he had ensilaged without first cutting it into small pieces, and said that he found it easier to pack the stalks in this way, and that his cat tle relished the fodder as well as they did tbe cut ensilage. He was satisfied, be said, that it was a mistaken notion that the silo must be air-tight in order to preserve the fodder. The only thing required was to have sufficient pressure. It costs bim only 2? cents a day to feed a cow on ensilage, and with this he mixed a little brewers' grain. The i question of the amount of pressure ne cessary to preserve the fodder was dis cussed for some time. Mr. Smith, of Syracuse, who is a large importer of Holstein cattle, and feeds these valuable animals almost entirely on ensilage, said that the first silo that he construct ed was of brick, and that be used a pressure of three hundred pounds to the square foot. The result was that the walls of the silo burst. Dr. Ormiston said that he had used one hundred pounds to the square foot, but he j thought that was too much weight, and he was going to try less. Mr. Reid, of] Providence, said that on one of his silos J he used four screws to cbtain the proper j pressure, and on the other 15,950 j pounds of stone, which was equal to about 458 pounds to the square foot, and he found this pressure to be about what was required to secure good eusi lagc. Mr. J. Y. Smith, of Doylestown, j Pennsvlvanja, thought that the fodder ! should be cut before it was packed in j the silo, and said that with his ma chinery he could cut his ooru and pack it more cbeaplv than Mr. Strong could j bind his uncut corn and pack it. He | was enthusiastic in his praise of ensilage j as a feed for animals, and declared that I it made as good beef as any produced in England or anywhere else, lie re- j vealed some of the secrets of a farmer's business which will prove of interest to i housewives. 4I have made butter,' he | said, 'tor CJ cents a pouud that my housekeeper has had the impudence to ; sell to you city folks for 57 cents a ; pound, and for a cent I can fill a quart pail with milk and still have a profit.' j These facts he attributed to the dis- j covery of ensilage. Mr. J W. Wal cott, who owns a large farm uear Boston and a hotel iu that city, said that the entire cost of his ensilage, with which | he fed 104 cows, was little over ?2 per j ton. He sold 1,000 pounds of ensilage j butter a week, and received 65 cents a pound for it. 'A silo that you can fill | in a day,' said Mr. Walcott, 'is the most convenient size. The sooner you ; can fill it and weigh it the better your j ensilage will be. In the matter of silos it makes no difference whether they cost $25 or $25,000. One will I preserve your ensilage as well as the 1 other. The ooly thing required is con tiuuous pressure. I believe that a pile of corn in the open air can be perfectly preserved if weight enough is placed on the top to expel the oxygen. I use about 130 pounds of weight to the square foot, and I never uncover any part of my silo until I want to use tbe ensilage.' Mr. Morris, the president of the congress,, said tbat he had always used earth silos, and any farmer could make them by simply digging a pit, filling it with fodder, and covering it with two or three feet of earth. This was the best silo because the least ex pensive. The cost of producing ensilage was the subject of much discussion, and tbe figures given differed widely. J. M. Brugler, of New Brunswick,. New Jersey, found tbat 353 tons cost him $6,25 per ton ; C. E. Benedict, of llolyoke, Massachusetts, said tbat his ensilage cost him a trifle less than ?5 a ton, and W. H Gilbert, of Richland, New York, declared that he had raised and packed 415 tons, at an average cost of ?1.40 per ton. The congress ad journed until this morning at 11 o'clock. Opportunities for the Young. Prof. Curr recently delivered a lec ture of near an hour's length at tbe Holy Communion Church Institute, and Master Philip Gadsden, the son of Mr. C. S. Gadsden, took a stenographic report which was so correct that be read it off from his notes readily to parties who were not present. This youth has been taking lessons in stenography from the teacher at the Institute but eight months, at the same time pursu ing his studies in the higher course of English, and also in French, Latin and Greek. There are five other lads who began with young Gadsden who are almost as well advanced. Two ladies have persevered during the same time and are fast becoming proficients One of them is fitting herself for tbe place as teacher of stenography in the Holy Communion Church Institute next year. This shows what cau be done by perse verance. The future independence of these parties is assured. It is a re markable fact, however," that though every opportunity is given, Mr. Porter has not been able to iuduce one young man outside of the school to avail him self of the opportunity. Very few women have as yet made the attempt; and yet here is a door opened to those who need to support themselves in a method more remunerative than those usually within the reach of women. It is observed every day that when a vacancy is reported of a place tbat pays twenty to thirty dollars a month there will, be nearly fifty applications for it before the resignation is accepted ? What are the young thinking ?of in being so easily satisfied. Mr. Porter has provided ten telegraph machines and I a teacher, has fitted up a nice room and has given every facility for afternoon and night lessons; but only three ladies, not one man, have availed themselves of it. One lady already re ceives fifteen words in a minute, several of the boys of the school receive from ten to twelve words. Soon these par ties will have a means of support. Mr. Porter found it necessary to go to Bos ton to the School of Technology for a teacher to succeed Mr. Goodiog. Mr. Fisher, the new teacher, is an admirable instructor in mechanical drawing, hav ing had practical service in the man agement of shops. So far only onel young man has been induced to come to night school. It would seem from these facts that Mr. Porter has not received the encour agement he deserves in placing so many opportunities before the community. Stenography, telegraphy and mecbaoi | cal drawing I All of these are accom plishments by which a living can always be made. It is true that each requires work and perseverance, but it seems that in a population of 25,000 white persons, most of whom are com pelled to cam their bread, there should | be some yonng men and youug women who would be willing to take advantage of the opportunities afforded, and by so doing raise themselves above the sphere of mere drudges.?Neics and Courier. A Draped Locomotive. To me,' the sad passenger said, 'there is something iuexpressibly mournful in a draped locomotive; and ! especially so when it is draped for a I dead engineer. The president of a j railway company stands a long way J from the engiue, and when he dies the | engine mourns as we sorrow for a rich j uncle whom we never saw and who j left us nothing. But the man who j was a part of the engine's life, who spurred her up the steep, climbing mountain grades, and coaxed her | around dizzy curves, and sent her down | the long, level stretches with tbe flight of an arrow, who knew how to humor i all her caprices, and coaxed and petted I and urged her through blinding storms j and rayless night, and blistering heat j and stinging cold, until the engine and j engineer seemed to be body and soul of j one existence?theu when this man at j last gets his fiual orders and crosses the | dark river alone, with only the fadeless target lights of sure and eternal prom j ise gleaming brightly on the other side, ! and a uew face looks out of the cugi- j ucer's window, then I think I can see profound and sincere sorrow in the j panting spirit of power, standing in the station, draped with fluttering emblems of woe, waitiog for the caresjsing touch- \ os of the dead hands that it will never j feel again. And eogiueers tell me that j for days and days the engine is fretful | under the new hands; it is restless and : moody, starts off nervously and tmpa- j ticntly sometimes, then drops into a i sullen gait aud loses lime; that no man j gets so much out of an engine as its j own eugincer.?Burlington Hawkeye. \ In the east, cringing travelers tamely j submit to all sorts of inconvenience and j indignities, considering themselves lucky j to reach home alive but in the exuberant west it is different. Accordiug to a Moutana paper a stage driver in the | Black Hills undertook to horsewhip bis ] passengers into leaving the stage and j pushing it up hill. Instead of obeying, 1 the passengers emptied their revolvers into the dri/er, held an inquest, found^ that he died of pneumonia, and th< drove on*. SO GOES THE WOHLD. When I wear tbe cap and bells Many friends bare I : Unto careless, merry hearts, Merry hearts reply, Jost as this old world of oars Dimples in s hundred flowers, When above, in Summer's boars,' Laaghs & sonny sky. When grief bides with me, alas, Not a friend have I; Sad hearts meet on every side With a cold "good-by." Just as this old earth of oars Parts with all the drooping flowers, When above, in autumn hoars, Glooms a sombre sky. - Margaret Bylxnge. Mr. and Mrs. Spoopendyke. 'And so, my dear,' observed Mrs, Spoopendyke, as she and ber husband reached their room, and she stepped be fore the glass to arrange her crimps; and so, my dear, that was the Legisla ture, was it? Whoever expected thai I should ever see a live Legislature T 'You didn't think it was going to be a dead 0De, did you T growled Mr. Spoopenriyke, who had just discovered a rip in tbe sleeves of his overcoat ;* 'you don't think I brought you up here at an enormous sacrifice of comfort and cash just to show you a stuffed Legisla ture, do you?' 'N-n-n-no,' faltered Mrs. Spoopen dyke ; 'I didn't think it was exactly that. Only I wanted to kpow what it was about, that's all.' 'Well, it was about time you got out, if that's all,' retorted Mr. Spoopendyke, j ripping away at tbe hole in his sleeve to j see if the stitches were strong either side of the rent. 'It was about making laws, that's what it was about.' 'But that's just the part I don't un derstand, ' insisted Mrs. Spoopendyke. I 'A law is something about being arrest ed, but I can't get it through my bead bow they make them.' 'You got the law part right/ ru minated Mr. Spoopendyke, 'and I'm Dot sure but what you've bit it pretty close on the density of your head. I'll tell you, my dear/ he continued gravely ; 'you saw that place with the rail road around it and tbe man behind it; well, that is the law machine. They throw the Legislature in at one end and the law comes out of the other. They used to buy second-hand laws and pour tbem into Dew bottles, but tbey finally caught the combination and now they make their own stock But you want to watch it closely. None genuine with out signature on the label; stand in a cool place; these laws are only good for specific crimes; for any other crime try our extra celebrated extra session laws, for sale by all druggists. See into it now ? Begin to get a dim, dawning notion that a Legislature is not an aquarium ? Think you would know a Legislature from a crick in your back, if you saw them coming down' street arm in arm ?' 'That's different from what I sup posed,' murmured Mrs. Spoopendyke. 'I thought a Legislature was where they all got together and made up their minds whether tbe police did right or not." 'Did, did ye?' grinned Mr. Spoopen dyke. between his teeth. 'Anyway. I'm glad I came.' sighed Mrs. Spoopendyke, 'because I saw the Governor,' and she patted down the. front of her dress, and. twisted herself into a bow knot to see if her panier hung right for dinner. The Tobacco Scare. Every once in a while the press, at the instigation of some scientist, breaks out in denunciation of some evil that is going to cause the race to deteriorate so much that sooner or later the monkey will repudiate us as kinsfolks. Occa sionally it is hot biscuits that is sapping the life blood of the people. At another time iced tea is held up to the public scorn as an insidious enemy that is un dermining the very foundations of tbe Republic. At certain seasons tight corsets are supposed to contain, meta phorically speaking, the Trojan horse that is to bring the elements of dissolu tion within the walls of our habitations. Just now it is tobacco, for the destruc tion of which a reward should be offer ed. The doctors'say that among the effects of tobacco is the loss of appetite. The experience of most men does not corroborate this theory at all. It is the boarder who extricates the grit from his mouth, and throws it under the table, before he begins to eat, who causes the most widespread havoc among the hash and other tempting viands. It is the tobacco-chewing boarder who causes the keeper to go out into the street and take in his sign. The doctors also aver that the man' who smokes loses his memory. We can enumerate a dozen men who never touched tobacco, and who have entirely' forgotten to return small sums we have loaned them. It may be that the additional state ment that tobacco weakens the vision and produces irritability of temper, is true. We remember slapping Gen. McBlunder on the shoulder, and asking him if he was ever shot in that region during the war. He displayed great irritability, and it may have been to bacco that caused it, as he uses it free ly, but. we were told afterwards that it was his pride we touched as it was a large boil on his neck. Neither are we prepared to dispute the assertion that tobacco shortens tho vision, and causes bad eye-sight. W have noticed that if you ask a man f quently for cigars, he will graduall come so short sighted that he will able to recognize you when ? Possibly tbe cigars that h bis vest pocket may bave do with it. If auy of our rea cigars are ruining are willing to was made by camp-meetin