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dfhalham Jucori !Sf If V H. A. LONDON, Jr., EDITOR AND rHOPRIETOB. BATES OF vv Ay Ay ADVERTISING. TERMS OF SUBSCRIPTION: One square, one insertion. One square, two insertions, -One square, one.month, fl.OC - 1.60 2. SO One cury, one year, -ouevopy months -Ou copy, three month, 12.00 1.00 .SO VOK I. PITTSBOEO CHATHAM CO., . C, DECEMBER 5, 1878. NO. 12. Tor larger advertisements liberal contracts will be j M I III ri STORE LARGEST STOCK Cheapest Goods & hi Variety CA.V BE FOI XI) AT LONDON'S CHEAP STORE. Kew Soods ReceiTBft eyerv Week. Tou can always find what yon wi-b at J.on tlou'u. He keeps everything. Dry Goods, C lothing, Carptiiiigr, Hardware, Tiu Ware, Dru;:s, Crockery, Confectionery Bhoc, Boots, C-ps, Hats, Carriage Materials. 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Moore and Orange, and la the 8npreme and Federal Conrta. O. S. POE, Dealer la Dtj Goods, Groceries & General Merchandise, All kinds of Plows and Castings, Buggy ttatarials, Furalt re, etc. PITTtJBOBO', N. CAB. ODE TO JACK FROST. 1 thought thee cruel ouce. Jack Frost, When I was young and small ; You pinched my ears and bit my toes. You painted red my checks and nose, And kept me close within the doors. And tbus 1 deemed thee chief ot f vs That could my youth befall. I thought thee cruel, once again. When up to manhood grown : I baw thee clothe the earth in white. When all that's fair and pure and bright Was withered by thy deadly blight. Withered in one short luckless night. Where'er thy breath had blown. You nipped my buds and spoiled my vuw And tilled me with dismay ; An enemy I called you then, A foe to garden, field and glen. A curse sent to the sons of men. And never to return again, I bade thee haute away. But now, Jack Frost, I find at last Thou wast my dearest friend ; One has come in to take thy place, Wlthoat thy beauty or thy grace. With poisonous breath and saffron face. Bent on destruction to our race And sorrows without end. ur laud lies mourning at his feet And 'neath his ghastly tread ; Our fairest flowers have met decay, our brightest gems have lost their ray. The young, the beautiful, the gay. Are vanished from our sight away. And numbered with the dead. Oome back. Jack frost, again come back. Thrice welcome to each heart : stretch forth thy white and frozen wand. Bid suffering flee at thy command. Give health and quiet to the land. Come wrest hi sceptre from his hand. And bid the ghoul depart. Whole cities wall his deadly stroke. Trade bends beneath his rod. Palsied our every interest lies. Tears, bitter tears suffuse our eyes, Onr bosoms burst with groan and sighs. i 'owe, then, thou angel of the skies Thou messenfer of Ood ! Thou Great Physician from above. Who cam'st to save the lost. Thou who did' st once for sinneTS bleed. Come In this hour of direst need : Come, and in mercy intercede ; Come stay the plague's insatiate greed (ifxl. send the white hoar frost Atlanta Constitution. A BRIEF TALE. "Your turn, at last, Mr. Bates." "My turn folks? Well I hardly know what to say." Mr. Bates was a stranger to the parties that addressed him, his native place being England. He was about fifty years of age, and what we might term a wealthy gen tleman, who spent most of his time in traveling for pleasure. We were board ing at a hotel in a small town of Ohio, during the year of 1865, and this is how we became acquainted with the same. One evening about six o'clock, a cab drove up in front of our hotel. Of course everybody was eager to 6ee who it con tained, for a cab in that section of Ohio in those days was a rare sight. At last a gentleman got out of it; and giving the coachman orders concerning his baggage, he came into our hotel. This gentleman w as Mr. Bates, of whom I have given a short description above. Every body of course must be intro duced t Mr. Bates, for he came in a cab. What a fine looking man Mr. Bates was, was the talk of some, while everybody seemed to be chuck lull of Mr. Bates. I even overheard an aged mother tell her daughter (a beautiful maiden with a hooked nose), to set her cap for him; but Mr. Bates looked like a married man, which we afterwards learned he was, so the maiden, if she carried out her mother's plan, did it in vain. Mr. Bates took tea with us that evening, which, I think, was the jolliest one we had ever had. After tea the large parlor was brilliantly illuminated, and every boarder in the establishment flocked into it. The first hour or so was devoted to singing and dancing, but getting tired of this, we be gan, one by one, to sit down until every one became seated. Some one suggested that every person in the room, shoul 1 tell a tale, a true one, that had been connected with himself or herself in years gone by. This was unanimously agreed to; the only trouble was who should begin. Everybody thought Mr. Bates ought to begin, but Mr. Bates said he must hear some of their tales first before he could decide what to say. So the person that first suggested the idea, began by telling a short and interesting tale, and was fol lowed by others, whose stories were also very interesting. At last every body in the room had told a tale but Mr. Bates, and now it was his turn at last. "Your turn at last, 3Ir. Bates." "3Iy turn ? Well I hardly know what to say; your tales have all been so very interesting, that in listening to them, I forgot all about my promise." But this would not do- Mr. Bates must say something because he promised to, was their answer; so Mr. Bates did say something, and this is what he said: We, that is my wife, child, then an in fant of nearly two summers, and myself, (ahem, went the maiden with the hooked nose), had attended a wedding of my wife's sister, which occurred in the year 1835. It was a grand affair; over three hundred guests were there. It lasted till long after midnight. I believe it was after three o'clock the next morning, by the time we reached home. We were good and tired when we got there, and it wasn't long before we were fast asleep. How long after I hnow not, perhaps it was an hour after we retired, I heard one of the most singular sounds, it seemed to shake the house, as if it would shake it to piece?. I sat up in bed. My wife and child were fast asleep. I hardly knew whether to wake my wife or not. I listened, and again I heard the same noise, if anything louder than before. I was just about getting up to see if I could ascertain what it was, when I heard the cry of "Fire!" from some one outside our dwelling. I ran to the window and beheld the lower portion of our house in flames! Hundreds of things passed through mv mind in a moment. 1 must have left the kitchen gas burning, was one of my thoughts, and it must have been turned towards the bracket that hung near, so that it had taken fire. I awakened my wife, and told her the danger we were in. There was no one else in the house but ourselves, our servant being away on a visit to her aunt; so all we had to do was to save our own lives. But the trouble was, how to do it. If there had only been a house close by to ours, we might have ascended to the roof, and gone over to its roof. But our nearest neighbor's house was over one hundred and eighty feet dis tant. I took my child in my arms and Daae my wue to loilow me, and do what ever I did. I raised the window and started to jump from it. I got eight-ninths out, when my wife, who, I suppose, thought we were going into more danger, made a grab for us, and caught the child out of my arms. I fell to the pavement below, and of course was senseless. I was carried into a neigh bor's house, and there bandaged up in every shape and form. I came to my senses in about twenty four hours, and of course I was unable to move. I was so bewildered that all that had happened to me slipped my memory. ''What was I doing here ?" I asked a woman whom I saw sitting beside me. "Oh, you have had a fall and hurt your self; but you will soon be able to get up again, sir, in a few days." "Had a fall? Had a fall?" I repeated over and over again. "Oh, yes, I remem ber now, I jumped from the second story window. Where's my wife and child?" I exclaimed. "Where's my wife and child ? I see now I see now! Do tell me where they are, or I'll fly from the house!" When I said this, I gave such a spring that I jumped completely over the old lady's head, and sent her spectacles flying in the air. I landed on the floor unhurt, and scared her out of her wits. "Oh! oh! oh! sir! please get into bed again, sir. I never had such a pa tient in all my life, sir; you have been hurt, sir; and you must be still, sir. or they (meaning the persons who had em ployed her, I suppose) will discharge me." 1 got back into bed again, but my ques tion had not been answered yet, and I was bound it should. "Where are my wife and child ?" I roared like a cannon this time. "Do you think you could be still while I left the room for a few moments?" she asked. "Yes, on one condition." I answered; "that is if you will answ er my question first." "I will as soon as I come back," she exclaimed, and out she went. Oh how wretched I felt. Perhaps they have been killed I thought to myself. What a thought this was. I wished it had never entered my head. But it had, and the more I thought of it, the worse I became. Would she ever come back and answer my question ? the minutes seemed like hours. At last she came back. She took her accustomed seat before she would open her mouth, and then said: ''Do you think you are able to hear bad news, sir?" she asked; "for if you don't, I do, from the way you jumped over my head." "Yes, yes! anything," I exclaimed, anxiously. "Well sir, your wife and child are dead; crushed to pieces by the fall of your house, sir." This was too much, more than I could stand. This, together with the fall from the house, threw me into a delirious fever, which I afterwards learned lasted for three weeks. Slowly I began to mend. My nurse, who had been overheard telling me the bad news, and who had been forbidden to tell me, had been discharged much to my comfort. My poor wife and child had been buried. Little did I think when we went home that night, after having such a de licious time, 1 would never see anything more of her again than her grave. Can you imagine how badly I felt '! Have you the least idea of my sufferings ? "Sad! sad! sad!" interrupted a maiden, with a beautiful hooked nose. Have you ever married since?" "No; I have never married since." "Indeed! Then you are a widower, I suppose. "No I am not a widower at present." "Why how is that?" she asked. "I will answer your question in a few moments, Madame. "I'm not a madame. I'm amiss, if 'ou please, as jrou will see at a second glance," she exclaimed. "I beg your pardon, miss. I will always take a second glance at a person hereafter, before I form my opinion of them." As I said before, folks, you can't im agine what my sufferings were. At last I was able to sit up. I made up my mind I would visit my wife's grave the next day, and was thinking of one thing and another, when I heard something like my name pronounced. What was it? I asked myself; it sounded very familiar to me. I listened and again heard it. Was this what it said: "James! James! won't you come." Surely this sounded like the voice of my deceased wife. Listen, perhaps I'll hear it again, I said to myself. "James! won't you come?" it repeated. "Yes! yes! where are you my dear?" I answered. "Why here beside you, don't you see me? I do wish you would get up. I've been waiting breakfast for you for over half an hour. Now come do get up, you have slept long enough. I guess the effects of the wedding must havs given you the nightmare, from the way you went on." And I'll assure you I did get up und thought to myself at the time, if I had only had that nurse in my clutches, I'd choked her to death. Keystone. A YANKEE GUNMAKER. A correspondent of the Boston Journal writes as follows : The sensation of the moment is the great trial of the Hotch kiss revolving cannon, made day before yesterday, just off the coast of Holland, under the auspices of the Dutch gov ernment, which recently ordered one of the guns to try. He is pretty well known to Americans who have been here much. Mr. Hotchkiss, who is originally a Connecticut man, has an enormous manufactory of cannon at St. Denis, where he is equipping the French navy and coast defences with some of his most valuable inventions. He is also manufacturing to the order of the Russian, English and various other governments, all of which are anxious not to be left behind in the great race for superior armaments. Mr. Hotchkiss is one of the highest types of the American inventors; his mind is clear, precise, and now and then he has a luminous revelation which en titles him to be considered a genius. 1 will give you a good illustration of this fact later on in the story. The revolving cannon, which has created so much excitement here, and which X believe the United States government now nas two specimens or, is of two kinds. One is a field-piece, the other is small, mounted on a pivot, easily handled, and managed from the shoul der as readily as a carbine. This ter rible engine of destruction is fired by turning a crank, and sends forth eighty shots per minute without the slightest difficulty. It has been known to fire nearly twice that number in sixty or eighty seconds, but absolute accuracy is claimed for it only at a rate of four score per minute. The trials here and in other adjacent countries have cre ated a perfect revolution in public sen timent on the subject of aquatic war fare. Of course, every nation that ex pects sooner or late: to be forced into war has looked askance at this uncouth spectre of the torpedo boat, which has been thrusting its ujrlynose into the light occasionally. What ! was there to be some delicate diabolical monster devised specially to disembowel tbe noblest and strongest ships, and to send many valiant souls of heroes down to Hades even while they slept? The thought was disquietiig. The Russian campaign came and brought in its opening days two sigial triumphs for the torpedo boat, L was all true, then I Bismarck's few remaining hairs stood straighter on end than ever; the French Minister of Marine was exceed ingly nervous, and tie representative men of Europe rushed to Hotchkiss and besought him io protect them. 44 Save, oh, save us," they cried, "from this terrible demon of the deep." After the experiments with the Hotchkiss gun, all these great men felt more comfortable. Still, until last week, there had never been what might be called a decisive test, something from which there could be no appeal, and it was reserved for the Dutch gov ernment to make it. The wily mari ners, who are constantly coming and going between the colonial possessions of tbe Netherlands and the Dutch ports on the North sea, have no intention of being caught napping ; and so they have been anxious to test the new Yankee invention. Mr. Hotchkiss was invited to be present at the experi ments. He sent ever one of his chief engineers to explain the mechanism of the gun to the Eutchmen, but they understood it already, and so Mr. Hotchkiss followed it at once. He found on one of the large war ships every man connected with the govern mental marine service in important posts. As soon as they had taken him on board, they steaned away to sea to a point opposite the Helder. There, just before them, just showing the top of her back above the water, was a torpedo boat a dummy, of course, as a real one would have been rather too expensive to practice upon. "Do you think that you could de fend this vessel against that torpedo boat witli your gun V"' said the admirals, the representatives of the ministry of the marine and the other big wigs, to Hotchkiss. 44 1 think I could," uras his answer. 44 Well, then," said the practical Dutchman, 44 let us see what she amounts to." They had brought their own gunner, and ha evidently under stood the use of the aim very well. He took his position at the side of the ship, and the gun being loaded with great rapidity, he fired about thirty shots, putting eighteen out of twenty of them right through the torpedo boat. Inasmuch as one oi them would have settled her, this experience was stupe fying. They tried it again with a rather better result. They then went off at some distance, and, putting on all steam, went directly at the torpedo boat, trying to get the same effect that would be produced if the boat were approaching them and they were de fending themselves against her ap proach. The speed which they could get up was between fourteen and fifteen knots an hour. When they were within six hundred yards of the torpedo boat the gunner was ordered to open fire on her, which he did, despite the con stantly varying position of the ship and the consequent difficulty of taking aim, he riddled the boat again, and with such lightning-like rapidity and signal effect that the splinters and pieces were not to be counted. Out of one hundred and seventeen shots fired at the torpedo boat, seventy had been lodged in her and had ex ploded, tearing the ill-fated craft Into fragments. The Dutch official charged with the torpedo service of Holland came up to Mr. Hotchkiss and said : 44 Sir, I feel inclined to prosecute you. My occupation is gone. Torpedo boats are good for nothing hereafter." Some time later, as they were all seated at dinner, one of the officials remarked that the only hope of a suc cessful torpedo boat now was to make it so that it could be navigated entirely under water. A thought flashed through Mr. Hotch kiss' mind. 44 That ought not to be very difficult," he said. 44 I'll make one if you will give me time." The Dutchman laughed, and said that was impossible. Whereupon Mr. Hotchkiss took out pencil and paper and drew a plan. The Dutchmen all looked hard at it, whistled, and said, 4Dot'8 so!" The inventor put the mysterious paper in his pocket, and yesterday he ordered a tin model of a torpedo boat, to be propelled two feet under water, to be prepared. We shall see what we shall see. He believes in fair play, and desires to give the tor pedo men a chance, although he has invented a gun which has thus far caused the utmost consternation among them. A START IN LIFE. I would rather that my boy possessed good common sense to start him in life than plenty of money. If he has not this common sense, no amount of training will greatly alter his condition in this respect. When I hear a father call his child a ninny, a blockhead, a simpleton, a stupid donkey, or a fool (as some parents will when they forget themselves), it occurs to me that such remarks rather reflect on the head of the family. The child, however, usu ally knows very well that his father is only excited, and does not. mpftn whof he says. The next desirable requisite in my child's outfit would be a natu rally cheerful disposition. Not that I prefer the natural to the cultivated, lor I do not. Cultivated cheerfulness is a charming part of anyone's charac ter, yet the natural is the surest, since 1 am very doubtful as to my being able ta teach him how to acquire it. I should try to be cheerful myself, and thus induce him never to look on the gloomy side of life. WHAT THE GREAT PLAGUE DID. The dreadful prevalence of the yellow fever as an epidemic in portions of the South will make the following sketch of the Oriental plague and its ravages of interest to the reader: Its most frightful attack was centuries ago, when, under the name of the Black Death, it wiped away, according to some estimates, one-third of the popu lation of the Old World; but compara tively in modern history it has appeared no less than three times, and numbered its victims by tens of thousands. The first occasion was in 1576, at Milan, where the great St. Ainbros had once preached and extorted mercy for a doomed people from a reluctant Roman emperor. His noble successor, Cardi nal Carlo Borromeo, was then Arch bishop. Like St. Ambros, he was one of the greatest saints of the Church, and proved one of the most glorious examples of human courage rising superior to the terrors of death in its most hideous aspect. He was so uni versally beloved that his flock his clergy, even besought him to save his life by flight; but the shepherd was faithful to his sheep, and would not desert them in their bitter extremity. He refused to leave; and throughout the many weary months during which the plague lasted was constant at his post, bending down to hear fevered lips mutter their last confession, and offering the last rites of the Church in hospitals and pest-houses reeking with the poisoned virus. He seemed to bear a charmed life; and when all but he and a few faithful ones like himself ap peared to have abandoned ever hope, he assembled his congregation under the mighty dome of the magnificent cathedrai, and there, after solemn high mass, knelt down and prayed God to take his life as an expiatory offering, and deliver his people from the curse. But there was work for him yet to do; and the Archbishop and many of the priests who had been brought into the closest contact with death survived, while many rich men who had fled perished in the last week of the agony, when, its fury appearing to be assuaged, they returned, as they fondly hoped, in safety. Its next appearance was in Amster dam in 1663, whence, later in the fol lowing year, it crossed the Channel and visited London. From the follow ing February until after the first frosts of winter its ravages were horrible. In one month no less than sixty thousand people died; and the city, so soon after ward to be consumed by fire, was half depopulated. The symptoms were the same as they liad been in Milan. A raging fever of a typhoid character was accompanied by malignant tumors on the inner side of the arm and thighs. The pain was excruciating, the thirst was tormenting, and patients died by hundreds in the very delirium of mad ness. There was no Carlo Borromeo to direct the energies of the priests and nurses. There were deeds of heroism done, but it was not a heroic age. The profligate Charles II. was upon the throne; and the Earl of Rochester, Sir George Etherage, and their set, were scarcely the men to follow in the foot steps of the grand Archbishop. When the pestilence was at its height, the condition of London was frightful. Whole streets bore upon the doors a cross, roughly painted in red, with the inscription: "The Lord have mercy upon us!" as a sign that one or more of the inmates were dead or dying of the plague. The grass grew in the thoroughfares that used to be crowded; and where brilliant carriages had traveled to and fro at every hour of the day, the tracks of the dead cart were only seen. There were none to bury the dead with appropriate, or even de cent, ceremonies. Huge pits were dug in the outskirts, and the bodies of men, women, and children uncorfined, al most naked were hurled in by the hundreds. Corpses were even left to fester and rot in the lanes and alleys, and for some days it appeared that enough would not be left alive to bury the dead. It was a carnival of crime. Thieves and housebreakers roamed the city at will; and hired nurses, impatient of the slow approach of death, mur dered their charges by the hundred, and enriched themselves with the spoil. Quack doctors, fortune-tellers, sellers of amulets and charms, and even of poison, reaped huge profits. In one way fanatical street-preachers added to the confusion, and in another the reck less orgies of men, desperate with drink and fear, prepared the way for almost universal anarchy, and unbridled wickedness of every form reigned supreme. But vile as was the state of the capi tal then, England was not without her heroes of the plague, and the simple but lofty heroism of a few hundred simple villagers lent a lustre to a whole century. Among the hills of Derby shire there was a beautiful little vil lage, called Eyam. The houses were clustered together half-way up a gentle slope, fronting a lofty hill upon the other side of the valley. Tidings of the great plague had reached the ham let; but in its seclusion no one feared the fate of the village. Unfortunately, a tailor received a bundle of cloth from town. It was opened, and in a few hours the tailor sickened and died, with plain symptons of the plague. The wife of the pastor, Mr. Momf esson, begged him to fly; but, like the Italian, he would not desert his people, and then, wife-like, Mrs. Momfesson also resolved to remain. He caused the bells of the church to be tolled, and the people to assemble within its walls. There the noble man told his hearers the true state of the case, and added that if they fled then they would carry the infection all over the country. They promised to remain, and Mr. Momfesson wrote a letter to the Earl of Devonshire, at Chatsworth, asking for food and the requisite medicines to be placed daily at a certain stone near the entrance to the village where, in return, he would leave money, which could be fumigated; and that being done, he pledged himself that until the disease disappeared not one of his parishioners should leave the village. There were but little more than six hundred of them, but right nobly did they redeem their pastor's pledge. Their heroism though but few per haps have heard the tale was as gallant as that of Leonidas and his band at Thermopylae, or as Cardigan and his Light Brigade at Balaklava. For months they stayed upon the hill side, no one seeking refuge in flight. Every day some of their number died, untD the number of the dead was two hundred and fifty-nine. Mrs. Mom fesson died, but her husband still con tinued his glorious work. On Sundays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, services were held in a tree-sheltered grotto. He himself was one of the survivors; but when the destroyer at last passed away, the little village was, as he de scribed it, a Golgotha a place of skulls. The names of all should be blazoned in letters of gold, and honored wherever devotion and self-restraint are reverenced among men. The third and last appearance of this plague was at Marseilles, in 1721, when an infevted ship anchored off the Chateuud'lf, from the Bay of Tunis. The Duke of Orleans, then regent, sent twenty-two thousand marks to the suf ferers, and Pope Clement XI. three ship-loads of provisions. The Parlia ment of Provence attempted to estab lish a military cordon around the city; but fugitives escaped, and carried the disease to Toulon, Aries, and Aix, and it was not until nearly ninety thousand had perished that the plague abated. The Bishop, Henri Francois Xavier De Belqunce, was the hero of the southern city. Not content with prayers with the dying, he even mounted the tum brils and accompanied the remains of the dead to the grave, there to ad minister the last sad rites to all. Wherever it has appeared, except at the Derbyshire village, an outbreak of crime has accompanied the plague; but everywhere, also thanks to Heavenl there have been noble men and noble women, whose patient heroism stands out, brightly burning, to illuminate the page of history. PUBLIC MANNERS. Nothing more surely marks a gentle man than his public manners. It is, for instance, impossible not to feel that a man who arrives at a hotel late at night and goes noisily, talking and laughing, along the corridor to his room, flinging his boots down heavily and slamming the door, though an up right and excellent person, yet lacks the finer qualities of the gentleman. The essence of courtesy is moral. It is a sympathetic regard for the feelings of others which spares them unnecessary annoyance. When it is instinctive, it is called tact. But it is, at bottom, humanity. So when a public man vituperates another, however "smart" the abuse may be, there is an instant perception of the want of true gentle manly feeling. However polished the invective, it is nothing more than the style of the stews. When Lord Beaconsfield spoke of Mr. Gladstone in the strain that we quoted last month, it was instantly felt that he had made a mistake, and although he might be, as his admirers assert, the last unmia gled representative ot the Sephardim, or those Hebrews who can trace their pedigree unbroken through intermin able generations of ancestors always of gentle blood, he was not yet quite a gentleman. When a member of a pub lic assembly had been berated by an opponent with every kind of offensive epithet, and was asked to reply, he said, 4But there is no reply to a slop-pail." If a guest disturbed from sleep by the noisy comer that we mentioned should open his door, and by way of reprisal 44shy his boot-jack" at the door of his noisy neighbor when he had fallen asleep, it might be- what was called, when one scientific man spat in the face of another who had questioned his assertion, "the wild justice of ex pectoration," but it would not be gen tlemanly. Perhaps, then, it is better sometimes not to be gentlemanly? That is un doubtedly the practical conclusion of those who feel uncomfortable when they have been covered with mud, until they can throw mud in return. But the self-restraint which good manners imposes is always better than "letting yourself go." Mephistopheles is never a good counseller, and largely because he is not a gentleman. The real Sephardim may or may not trace con tinuous gentle blood through inter minable generations of ancestry. But they do not slam their boots nor their doors, nor bustle in late at concerts and talk during the performance, nor occupy more seats in a railroad car than they pay for, nor keep their seats m a street car, compelling women to stand. They may, indeed, reprove and rebuke, but without heat or person ality, like Thomas when he feared that the music interrupted the conversation, or like that true gentleman whom the older Berkshire knew, and who said to the ydung woman to whom he had given his place in the car, and who asked him what he was waiting for, "Only to hear you say 'thank you,' my dear." Harper1 s Magazine. OUR EXPORTS. An enumeration of some of the ex ports from the port of New York in a single week will give a very clear idea of the wonderful wealth of resources and material and the extent of the foreign traffic of the United States. For instance, in one week in September there were 2,000,000 bushels of wheat shipped abroad. Manufactures and produce were sent to 57 foreign ports. Of these the largest business was done with Liverpool, the amount being $1,667,360. This included 300 tons of frejjh ineat, 3Q0 kegs of tongu.es, oys- ters, toys, chromos, shoe polish, $62,000 worth of butter, nearly $300,000 worth of bacon, $283,000 worth of tobacco, and $223,900 for wheat. London took $500,000 worth of goods, among which were 300 sewing machines, 730 pack ages of wooden ware, 500,000 lbs. of cheese, 156,000 bushels of wheat, and 4,515 cases of canned goods. Glasgow took 42 bbls. of shoe pegs and 1,200 cases of canned goods and other mer chandise to the value of $200,000; $58,211 worth went to Japan ; $500,000 to Australia, whichlook 1,397 packages of agricultural implements, 125 bbls. of shoe pegs, a lot of wind-mills, pumps, etc. An international exhibition is to be held at Buenos Ayres in 1880. The Colorado mail always arrives on time when the carriers are chased by Indians. The present population of Chicago, according to the census just completed, is 436,731. Since its foundation in 1795 the present Paris mint has coined 1,700, 000,000 gold pieces. The $60 a year tax levied on Chinese in British Columbia, has been declared unconstitutional. The estimated receipts of grain at Omaha from the crop of 1878, are placed at 4,000,000 bushels or more. The savings banks of Vermont now hold over $8,000,000 on deposit, an increase of 7,000,000 since 1860. Among the novelties of the Paris Exhibition is a drill which bores square holes an invention of a Londoner. Miss Florence Nightingale is now sixty years old, and lives in London, almost a prisoner to her room by sick ness. Of cotton cloth the United States exported last year 126,000,000 yards, while the amount in 1871 was but 18, 000,000. The population of Memphis was 40,000 only three months ago. Now it has been reduced to 2,500 whites and 8,000 Africans. Neither Philadelphia or Wilming ton, Del., imposes any tax upon the plant or machinery used for manufac turing purposes. Over 2,000 farmers in Maine have taken hold of the beet-sugar enterprise, and are raising this root for the factory in that State. The window glass factories, at Pittsburgh, are nearly all in operation again, for the first time in many years, at this season of the year. During the fifteen years of its ex istence only two passengers have been killed on the line of the Atlantic and Great Western railroad. A California paper says the Japa ese "will win universal respect by a sort of heathenish habit they have of minding their own business." Wheat is selling at the railroad stations west of Sioux City as low as 25 cents per bushel, and the choicest grades command only 40 cents. Official report shows that all the corns produced from all the mints of the United States since 1783 amounts, in round numbers, to $l,2'd0,000,000. The loss by the yellow fever, through the destruction of crops by neglect, stoppage of trade, and minor causes, has been estimated at $200, 000,000. Lydia Squinn, the last lineal de scendant of that eminent red man King Philip, is still' living at New Bedford, Massachusetts, aged 83, bright and vigorous. An exchange reports the California grape crop this season as the largest ever gathered. It says preparations have been made to cure a million pounds of raisins. The wheat crop of Pennsylvania for this year has been estimated at about 18,750,000 bushels. This is the best crop obtained since 1871, and average a yield of about 15 bushels to the acre. It is announced from Chicago that the railroad managers have succeeded in forming a pool for east-bound freight. All the roads are pledged to give ten days' notice of any rise or reduction in its rates. The bills put in for damages on account of the accident on the Old Colony railroad are said to amount to half a million dollars. Accidents on railroads "don't pay," and it is well they do not. The assessed value of the machine ry used for manufacturing purposes in Baltimore is less than $1,250,000. The total capital invested is only $97 per capita; while in Philadelphia it is $252 per capita; in Wilmington, Del., $235; in St. Louis. $194; in Cincinnati, $183; and in Boston, $395. Kansas and California are placed side by side in the estimated grain crops the present year. From the eighth place as a wheat State in 1876, Kansas comes now to one of the first places. Her crop of wheat is placed at over 30,000,000 bushels, and of com 100,000,000 bushels. At the conclusion of a marriage ceremony in London recently, the bridegroom, a Captain of grenadiers, and his bride seated themselves in the car of a balloon and were gently borne away among the welcoming clouds, landing near Cambridge after a sail of three hours. Ah, they must have been very happy, doubly happy indeed, wafted towards heaven, as tney were, by both bridal and balloon at one and the same time. And yet, while thus floating through cloudland, when every emotion of their souls should have been an emotion of rapture, there was one shadow upon their hearts, one bar to their perfect happiness the thought that a "falling-out" between them just then would end only with their lives.