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THE TRUE SOUTHRON, Established June, 1866;
SUMTER, S. C, TUESDAY, FEBRUARY r6, 1883.
New Series?Vol. II. No. 26.
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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