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The Apple Seed.
Come hither and listen; a tale IH relate
f)t a little brown seed and its wonderful fate:
In heart of an apple in autumn 'twas found,
Tbea wa buried deep down in the dark, si
lent ground.
Th? fn"t soon enshrouded it? own little bed,
AnJ snow drifted o'er it, by chilling wind
The br and the night were alike where i.
lay:
i f tin pale r. inter sunshine it knew not out
lay. The white drifts all vanished one mild April
day.
And frost that encased it all melted ere May;
It eprans t the surface as soon as 'twas
An I raisoj two green banners the brave
link seed.
It ;revr and it fread as the fleet years went
by;
Ir riieltered the cattle, while birds of the sky
l-iii!t nest "mong it leaves and there reared
their young.
And the gay boys and girls on its low
branches swunjj.
Should you sail to the Ent th wide ocean
o'er
And search every page of its magical lore.
You never will find a more marvelous
thing
Then the blossoming out of that tree in the
Spring.
And apples grew on it, so roy and fair
It seemed the red sunset imprisoned lay
there;
Down "mong the tall grasses they dropped
from the tree,
"Where the children would seek them with
shouting and glee.
When harvests are garnered at fall of the
year.
The corn-huks all stripped from the glossy,
go!d ear,
This queen of the fruits, that the season had
graced.
In the cellar's cool darkness was carefully
placed.
In long winter evenings around the bright
fire
Tlio family gathered from infant to sire;
TL.'ii apples were brought and a circular
row
On the hearthstone was placed to roast in
the glow.
A fair, laughing maid, with a keen, glancing
steel,
A ribbon would make of an apple's smooth
peel,
Then the fresh, supple length would use as a
test
Of the nam? of the lover who loved her the
best.
Around her bright head she would give it a
twirl,
Then a gentle dash downward, with a twist
an 1 a quirl;
And scoffing, but blushing, her shoulder
looked o'rr
At the letter it made as it fell to the floor.
The eilvcr-haired grandma her knitting laid
down.
And taking an apple, all roatel and brown,
She srory on story in retrospect traced,
As the dar toddling bah? she indulged with
a tast.4.
Til provident housewife made many a dish,
As luscious and wholesome as mortal could
wish,
f their rich, juicy pulp, oh, a wonder, in
deed, Is this tale that I tell of the little brown see 1.
C. A. M. "Webb, in Boston Transcript.
THE GOVERNESS.
"Angeline P cried Mrs. Duncan, as
she fluttered into her daughter's bou
doir, "what shall I do ? I ve just re
ceived ji 'regret' from Madam Boutelle,
and I don't know what iu the world 1
am to do with the count."
"You're sure he is coming?"' queried
Angeline, anxiously.
"Oh, yes! lie's all right the dear
fellow! I had the sweetest note from
him, saying that ho would be charmed.
But now that Mulan Boutelle isn't com
ing; there will l; no one who can talk to
him. Angelinc, I wish you would give
a little raoro attention to your French."
"I have just been taking a lesson,
mamma," Angelinc replied. "Made
moiselle La Fontc ha? taught me a new
verb thisafternooi."
Mr3. Duncan glanced at the little
French governess, hitherto unnoticed,
and said, patronizingly:
"I hope you will take great pains
with her pronunciation, mademoiselle.
I always said that French did not
amount to much without a pronun
ciation." "There is no language which does,"
replied the little governess, quietly.
"Of course not! Angelinc, are you
through with your lesson? Those laces
have come from McKay's, and I do
want to talk to you about this dinner!
Vis, mademoiselle, you may go now;
but you must not fo'get that you are to
translate my bill of fare into French
will you?"
"No, madam, I will not forget."
She quitted the roi with a bow and
hearing that showed she had not always
hecn a mere teacher of French to young
children and giddy girls. Indeed, there
had been a time when the old La Fonte
family had stood to all Provence as a
type of the bluest blood of France. But
the Franco-Prussian war hal made a
beggar of the once rich family, and left
alerie with a widowed mother, who
6oon died of grief.
"Mamma," said the fair Angeline, j
hc watched the slender, gray-robed I
i'gure out of sight, "why don't you gel j
mademoiselle in the place of the Bo-- 5
telle woman?'
"What?" screamed Mrs. Duncan.
"ive the place next to Count V
Jieaupre to a govemes??"
VOL. X.
"You needn't tell anybody who she
She h well-enough looking, and
inows how to behave.''
"Knew how to behave ? It wa "well
'or the fair Angclinc's plans that made
noiscllc did not hear her.
"I shall sit on one side of the count,"
iid Angeline, airily. "Of course he
will talk to me a great deal, and if I get
uuck, mademoiselle can hclpme out On
the whole, mamma. I think that is a very
good plan. Madam Beoitelle could prob
ably have monopolized htm. Youknow
shi is crazy after the men, and especially
Count de Beaupre. Besides," concluded
Angeline, very forciby, " it's too late to
ask anybody else !"
"I suppose it is," siil Mr3. Duncan,
ruefully.
And it was decided that they would
have mademoiselle, who was commanded
to accept the invitation on the pain of
losing her situation.
Angeline was enraged because the
stubborn little governess would not bor
row a dress of them.
"She will look like a guy, mamma.
She can't have anything fit to wear."
"Well, my dear, it is all your fault,"
Mrs. Duncan declared. "You would
have her!'
But mademoiseile did not look like a
fright. When Count de Beaupre en
tered the reception-room, hi? beauty
loving eyes singled out at once a
slender, curving figure, in antique bro
cade which had grown yellow with age,
but was so uamict ik ibly distiuguiihed
looking that all the ladies were wild
with envy. Mrs. Duncan introduced
him.
"Mademoiselle," said the courtly
young lion, bending his fine head to
look at the fair, sweet face beside him,
"I am charmed to meet so lovely a
countrywoman in a foreign land ! Is it
possible that we have met before? Your
face reminds me of one I have seen some
where." "I think not,'' Valerie answered,
flushing with pleasure at the soHnd of a
voice that spoke her native tongue so
perfectly. "I have been in America for
twelve years. "
"I am sorry," murmured tin count.
"One can always claim some favor on
the score of an old acquaintance."
Just then Mrs. Duncan's imported
butler c-ime in, with a practised bow
and announced:
"Dinner is served.'
Count de Beaupre glanced at his card
and saw that he was to take Mademoi
selle La Fonte out to dinner. His
pleasure was unmistakable.
They were soon chatting volubly in
French. Angeline Duncan sat next to
them. She put in a word now and then
at random, for sh3 could a' t understand
a word they were saying. But the
count's puzzled "Civnn.ent?'' (How?)
and ".Te von? detnande pardon! ' (I beg
parden!) soon silenced her.
As for Valerie, she wa? growijg ani
mated. Her face flushed prettily un
der the count's ndn;iri ig gaze, and she
was quite oblivious to the javelin
glances hurled at her by Mrs. Duncan.
The count had hardly looked at Ange
linc. "Who was that pretty girl I took cut
to dinner?" he asked, lu'er in the even
ing. "Mademoisell La Font?," said Mrs.
Duncan, col My. "Is it possible you
admire her, count? She is not much of
anybody. We just hid her to make up
the party."
Mrs. Duncan was angry, or she would
not have 8 lid such a thing.
As for the count, he saw that he had
made a mistake; but Mademoiselle La
Fonte was wholly unco:ucious.
Shortly after, coffee was served, the
guests departed, and Valerie came up to
the hostess, when the party had dis
persed, to ask whether she might not
go home.
"Yes, and stay there!" retorted An
geline, angrily. "How dared you pre
sume to flirt with a guest of my moth
er's? You forget, mademoiselle, that
you are not here as a social equal. We
did not expect you to play any of your
adventurer ganccs upon Count de
Beaupre."
"Miss Duncan," cried Valerie, grow
ing deadly pale, "you have not yet ac
quired the right to insult me!"
"Angeline," said Mrs. Duncan, in a
low tone, "don't be too hasty. Remem
ber that it is hard to get a good gov
erness on mademoiselle's terms."
"I don't care," cried Angeline, burst
ing into tear. "She kept Count de
Beaupre away from me all the evening."
"Miss Duncan," said the little gov
emes0, with much dignity, "I assure
you that I had no such an intention."
"That will do, mademoiselle!" sail
Mrs. Duncan, coldly. "You can ro
u v n
So the poor girl hurried out of the
room, and met the Count de Beaupre,
waiting, hat in hand, in the hall. She
saw by his face that he had heard all.
"I thought youhad gone!" she stam
mered. "I waited for you," he answerel, in
French. "I thought you had no escoit.
May I have the honor of seeing you
home, mademoiselle?"
"I have no carri ige!" faltered p r
Valerie,
"Mine is at the door. Allow rue!
PITTSBORO',
So the little governess found herself
rolling home in state.
"I ought not to let you do this," she
sail, hurriedly. "I am not one of Mrs.
Duncan's guests, monsieur; I am only
her governess.'
"The nam 2 of La Fonte is very dear
to me," said the count, gently. My
f athcr s best friend was a French gen
eral, who was killed at Sedan, and that
was his name. A brave fellow he was,
too!"
"It was my father!" cried Valerie.
"My father was General Gascoigne La
Fonte. Oh, monsieur! did you" know
him?"
"Know him?"' echoed Count de Beau
pre. "I should say I didl "He saved
my father's life twice. I was a bit of a
boy, but I remember it well Ah! now
I see why your face seemed so familiar
to me. 3Iademoiscllc Li Fonte, you and
I ought to be good friends."
"I will do my part,"' said Valerie,
warmly.
And the count, having taken her
hand in his, found occasion to hold it
awhile.
Valerie was much happier now that
she had found a friend among her own
countrymen. The long evenings slipped
by quite gaily. The count took her to
the opera, and they had many pleasant
jaunts together.
It was one morning in February that
Mrs. Duncan called upon mademoiselle
to announce to her that her services
would be no longer required as a gov
erness. "I cannot offer any encouragement to
any young woman who behaves as you
do," said the lady, finally.
Valerie was utterly taken back; but
before she could reply, a tall, courtly
figure appeared in the doorway. It was
the count himself.
"Madam," he said, bowing, "the
future Countess de Beaupre has no fur
ther need of your patronage."
"Countess de Beaupre!" was all sho
could gasp.
And Valerie soon found herself
standing alone, bewildered, in the
middle of the room, while the man she
loved was holding her hand and saying,
tenderly:
"Valerie, darling, you will let me
verify that statement will you not? I
love you with all my heart. Will you
take it, and my title and me? I want
you so badly!"
And as for Valerie, it could not have
been "no" th it she answered, for two
months later, at th$ Hitel Valentine, in
Paris, were registered the names of the
Count and Countess de Beaupre. Sat
urday night.
Meaninj of Thoronhbrcd."
Thi term thoroughbred was origi
nally used in England only in connection
with the blooded race-horse, and i? still
little used in that country in speaking
of pure-bred animals of other breeds.
In this country it has become corrupted
by being indiscriminately applied to all
registered or pedigreed stock, and is
used synonomously with pure-bred and
full-blood. The tern) thoroughbred
should be used as a noun only when re
fering to thj blooded race-horse, and
it is generally so recognized. To
be sure of not being misunder
stood it is uually best when referring
to the above-named kind of horses to
call them thoroughbred race-horse?.
Custom in thi? couutry make? it entirely
proper to use the Urm thoroughbred
synonomously with full-blood and j ure
bred as adjectives i:i connection with
the name of the breed. We speak of
thoroughbred Shorthorns meaning just
the same as when we say full-blood or
pure-bred Shorthor.n. Those who arc
interested in thoroughbred race-horses
and some others still object to the word
thoroughbred as an adjective used in
connection with the name of other
breeds but they are in a small minoiity.
Generally speaking, any one of these
three terms means, in this country, that
the animal to which it i? applied, is a
pure blood of a recognized breed.
Prairie flower.
A Canary's Four Notes.
In the song of the canary four notes
are recognized by dealers, and they can
tell by listening to it for a few minutes
whether the bird is German or Amer
ican. They are the water note, which
is a rippling, attractive bit of warbling
like the murmur of a rill; a flute note,
clear and ringiag; the whistling note of
the same class, but very much finer,
and the rolling note, which i? a contin
uou? melody, rising and falling only to
rise again. It is in the last-named note
that the American birds fail. They can
not hold it. Auother difference be
tween the two is that German canaries
are night singers they will sing until
the light is extinguished. But the
American birds put their heads under
their wings with darkness. Detroit
Free Press.
What Troubled Bobby.
The minister was dining with the
family, and he said to Bobby, with an
amused smile:
"I'm afraid, Bobby, that you haven
the patience of Job."
"No, sir," responded Bbby, .wh
was hungry, "but Job wasn't al way?
helped last." Epoch,
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CHATHAM CO., N. 0.,
CHILDREN'S COLUMN.
Their Talecrapn.
They "haw a telegraph, mamma, and she
Sends all their messages quick as can be.
"No need of tall poles and wires up high,
Only a look, and the messages fly.
' Two nod? of mamma's head sidewisa rnwiTt
"No,"
One up-and-down nod means "Yes, you can
There s no repeating; no tear and no laugh
Can change a word sent in their telegraph.
An Independent Bruin.
One summer the crown prince of Ger-
I many cams to Norway. He also heard
of the famous bear that no one could
kill, and made up his mind that he Was
the man to kill it. He trudged for two
days through bog? and climbed through
glens and . ravines, before he came on
the scent of the bear, and a bear's
scent, yoa may know, is strong and
quite unmistakable. Finally he dis
covered sonu tracks in the moss, like
those of a barefooted man, or, I should
rather say, perhaps, a man-footed bear.
The prince was just turning the corner
of a projecting rock, when he saw a
huge, shaggy beast standing on its hind
legs, and examining in a leisurely man
ner the inside of a hollow tre?, while a
swarm of bees were buzzing about its
cars. It was just hauling oui a hand
ful of honey, and was smiling
with a gruesome mirth, when His Royal
Highness sent it a bullet riht in the
breast, where its heart must have been,
if it hal one. But, instead of falling
down flat, as it ought to hare done out
of deference to the Prince, it coolly
turned its back, and gave its assailant a
disgusted nod ever its shoulder as it
trudged away through the underbrush.
The attendants ranged through the
woods and beat the bushes in all direc
tions, but Mr. Brum was no more to be
seen that afternoon. It was as if he
had sunk into the earth ; not a trace of
him was to be found by cither dogs or
men, St Nicholas.
Cz r Peter'a Shoes.
Peter the Great oltcn visited the iron
foundry of Ulullee, atout sixty miles
from Moscow, and on one occasion
passed a whole month there. Laying
aside all the care? of the state, the Czar
occupi.d himself while there entirely in
examining minutely every portion of the
great establishment, and threw himself
with ardor into the study of the iron
maker's trade. He soon succeeded in
making himself master of this art, and
some days previous to his departure suc
ceeded in making eighteen pounds
of iron, stamping the imperial
mark upon evdy piece of metal
that came under his hand.
This work completed, Czar Peter went
to the director of the works, and, after
he expressed his satisfaction with them,
inquired what wages he was in the
habit of giving his hands for every
pound of iron they smelted. The mana
ger replied, "Three kopecs." "Then,"
said the Emperor, "I must have earned
fifty-four." The manager wished to pay
him in so many gold ducats, saying that
he could not remunerate his sovereign
like a common workman ; but Peter re
plied by saying: "Keep your ducats,
and let me du!y receive what you gener
ally pay, unless, indeed, I have worked
better than the other workmen. I'm in
great want of shoes, and shall buy them
with my wage?.'"
So saying he showed his employer at
the same time the miserable, wcru-out
pair of shoes in which his feet at the
time were inca?cd. The fifty-four ko
pecs were handed over to him, and
eagerly accepted; and with them he
purchased a piir of shoe, which he was
proud of showing to every one as having
been earned by the sweat of his brow.
A piece of iron smelted by Peter the
Great, and stamped with the imperial
mark, is still shown in-the foundry -of
Ulullee; while another i? kept iu a
museum of curiosities at St. Petersburg.
The Limit or Visibility.
Just how large is the minutest object
it is possible to see under the microscope,
is a speculation of considerable interest,
Sir Henry Rosco having treated the
1-100,000 of an inch as the limit of visi
bility with the highest known magnify
ing power. Mr. Crisp, of the Royal
Microscopical Society, affirms that the
real limit may be quite safely placed be
low 1-500,000 of an inch, though it can
not be definitely determined. Rev. Dr.
Dallingcr, the eminent president of the
Society, endorses this view, stating that
he has himself seen objects which were
certainly between 1-200,000 and 1-300,-000
of an inch.
All Draw Life From the Country.
The country is the nursery of the
towns, and the towns are the nurseries
of ou: cities. It is just so everywhere.
When a farmer gets rich enough to go to
town he goes, for the town has good
schools and churches and society.
When a town merchant gets a little
ahead he gets ambitious, and wants to
get rich with more alacrity. He be
comes a little uppity and bigity, and so
moves to the city. Just so with law
yers and doctors, and even the preachers
are not proof against high salaries and
beautiful churches. Bill Arp ia At
lanta Constitution.
Ay u
JANUARY 12, 1888.
CHINESE FARMERS.
A Glance at the Agriculturists
of the Flowery Kingdom.
The
Country's
Bar to Its
Graveyards
Progress.
There are reasons to believe that the
trade, of this country with China wiil
soon grow to majestic dimensions. Of
the seven millior, five hundred thousand
dollars of exports to China in the last
fiscal year, nearly five million dollars'
worth was of distinctively agricultural
products, and of their manufacture. Of
the remainder, the largest share w
mineral oil. The Commission in the
United States this year i? charged es
pecially with the promotion of banks,
telegraph and telephone lines, behiid
which looms up the exf-ension of canals,
ine lntroauctioa oi railroad?, oi agri
cultural machinery, and of such of our
products as China needs, and she has
aeed of many. Her home product?,
iside from tea, are wheat, mil
ct, garden vegetables, rice,
poor apples, peaches, grapes,
;tc. The food of China l? mostly vegc
ablcs and fish the extensive sea coast,
rivers and canals supplying the latter.
Beef is almost unknown, except in the
foreign settlements, and berries arc
rare; mutton is plentiful; pork, poultry
md eggs are abundant. Domestic ani
nals, except dog, arc not common.
Horses are scarce, mules, arc numerous,
;attle in small numbers, but flocks and
lerds are unknown. Two or three ani
nals comprise an average barn garri?on.
The camel is a familiar beatof burden.
The Chinese farmers live in cities, towns
ind villages, and cultivate the adjacent
jountry, where there is no sub-division
Dy fences, hedge rows or walls. There
is an excess of flit country, which is
mbject to frightful inundations from
:he swollen rivers. Famines arc not rare,
nd a fewyears agolO, 000,000 people died
from starvation in two p o.'inces alone,
while abundance prevailed in the rest of
the empire. Farming tools arc of the
rudest. No vehicles have springs.
They are made on models found in a
:cxt book recognized in the schools for
some thou-ands of years. The people
Iress in cotton, and live and work after
Tashions as old as their civilization. The
national habit h opposed to change, and
iO the nation of three hundred million
souls goes on in "the gool old way."
The United State? broke the spell of
centuries in Japan. It may yet do the
same for China. We go for trade and
progress, other nation? for trad) and
conquest and colonics, and tli3 Chinese
leaders arc beginning to understand
this.
It has been said that the pious care of
the Chinese for th3 grave? of their an
cestors prohibits the construction of
railroads, telegraph lines, etc. Ances
tral worship is indeed an accepted form
of religion, and of immortal antiquity.
But it is kept alive only by the strong
hand of the imperial government. The
land is not one graveyard. The graves
arc all near the cities and surround
them in rows of tumuli, or detached
mounds, looking like hay cocks. If
properly approached, a Chinaman will,
if duly compensated, move his family
burial place and set it up elsewhere.
Near Tientsin is a milo race track;
within its bound? are several thousand
graves, without, a? mviy;md many have
been removed to mike room for the
track and buildings. Oa these mounds
the Chinese stand to get a geol view of
the race and other sport. Here i?
proof that thi? " cult" for the departed
is not a fixed and immovable belief.
There are twenty-eight mile? of railroad,
leading from a coal mine in the northern
part of the Empire. The mines and the
road are worked, in spite of national
prejudice and the ancestral superstition.
There is littlcJ woo I in China, and the
fuel most in use is the rakings of the
diied gras leaves, reeds, etc., which
are kept for winter use. In both
town and countryin the towns
rather, for there is no country
life the struggle for existence is severe
and constant. A modernized agricul
ture, and the introduction of railroad
and wagon service, would rejuvenate
the decaying "Flowery Land," which
is a bald misnomer for a land destitute
of flowers and shrujs, treeless, and with
a dull herbage that contrasts strongly
with the culture that has made the
American continent to "blossom like
the rose," and to be rich in various
products that its enterprise bears to all
parts of the civilized world. American
Agriculturist.
A Faultless Memory.
Brown You haven't forgotten, Dum
ley, that you owe me two dollars, have
you?
Dumley No; I was just about to men
tion it.
Brown Oh, thanks. It will come in
very hand
Dumlcy I wa3 going to ask you to
lend me three more, and make it
an even five. New York Sun.
You must love your work and not be
looking over the edge of it for the play
t begin.
NO. 19.
Phosphorescence ,
The cause of phosphorescent light, as
well as it? nature, is, in many cases, a
plealiketoth3Commoiiandscientifc
ooserver. ine ugni comes irom very
different sources. The appearance o
any fish that is partially decayed gives
the most common example. In. the case
of such decay, the light maybe attributed
to the pho3phorou? set free. But the
same name is given to the light emitted
by the glowworm or the firefly. In this
case there is no such decomposition of
elements.
The phosphorescence of the sea is
referred to the presence of minute
medusae creatures of the simplest or
ganism. There are some speeies of fun
gus that are producers of light. In
these instances it seems to be a result of
the functions of life, rather than a phe
nomenon accompanying death. This light
is given off in some instances where the
decay doe3 not seem likely to liberate
any phosphorus, and where, if any fun
dus is srrowinsr. it cannot be detected
easily. A Scotch writer, Mr. W. A.
Smith, tells how he was surprised at the
appearance of a piece of fir wood. In
this country a decaying maple log, lying
in a wet place, yields the best results.
'During our walk through the woods,
the other evening," says Mr. Smith,
"we came upon what appeared tc
be a salt herring lying in the
road. On turning it over with
our feet it seemed sloppy, and we fool
ishly passed it. A few yards farther on
another brilliant streak of light attract
ed our attention, and we this time de
cided to attempt its capture. A piece
of paper was employed, to prevent an
unpleasant meeting, and we then lifted,
most circumspectly, what proved to be
neither mare or less than a piece ol
Scotch fir from one of the fallen trees
alongside. Apparently a new break
was the phosphorescent surface, and the
night being wet as well as dark, we
supposed this had some influence. Aftei
drying it next day we again tried it in
the dark, and it still showed brilliantly?
so the wet had nought to do with it. Un
der a lens no fungus could be seen, only
the rough, broken fibres on the sur
face. Youth's Companion.
The Fate of Ocean Wrecks.
The almost daily reports by arriving
vessels of passing derelict and aban
doned vessels at sea, might lead the
landsman to suppose that wrecks an
more numerous thau is actually the
case. But, in fact, a single wreck is
reported many times and frequently in a
wide change of position. It may be
seen today oa one part of the coast and
tomorrow may be many miles from thai
position, as it drift? about with the cur
rent of the Gulf stream or it is driven t
long distance by the winds.
It is only a few weeks ago that the
cruiser Atlanta towed into the capes ol
Delaware a dangerous derelict which
had been drifting about off the coasts
for weeks, and though special attention
had been given by passing vessels to re
port this wreck, in order that the infor
mation might lead to finding and destroying-it,
it was a long time before it
could be placed. Often the wrecks that
are reported at the hydrographic office
lead to an extensive and unavail
ing search only became they
have been carried so far from the re
ported position by winds and currents
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mat me scarcning vessel coma not un i
them. When it is possible to tow them
into port this is done; otherwise they
are blown up with gun cotton torpedoes.
One wreck, seen on the lower edge ol
the banks of Newfoundland on Aug. 28,
in latitude 43 degs. north, longitude
55 degs. cast, had drifted to latitude 3S
dcg?. north, longitude 64 degs. west, on
Oct. 7, a distance of 600 miles, and had
been reported four times. New York
Tribune.
Home-Hade Sausage for Dyspepsia.
"Everything I cat in the morning dis
agrees with me, doctor," remarked a
patient a few days ago. "It ha3 come
to a point at last when, if I take any
solid food before noon, it becomes a
source of heavy discomfort."
"Have you ever tried home-made sau
sage ?"
"No; why I never could digest that,
doctor; it is too greasy."
"Well, perhaps so," was my answer,
"but as seme really good results have
shown up lately from its use, I would
like you to try it."
And, sure enough, says Dr. W. F.
Hutchinson in the American Magazine,
the highly seasoned fatty food was
quietly digested, and proved just the
required morning meal. It is worth
trying in every case of forenoon dys
pepsia when ordinary diet fails.
A Tear-Shedding Tree.
The Kagashi tree of the native? of In
dia is described as a tree that really
weeps. If an axe-cut is made in the bark
of one of these trees in spring, the sap
flows from the wound in a great stream;
and whenever an opening in the bark is
made, the fluid escapes for a considerable
time. These facts are given by a recent,
observer, who mentions noticing great
drops falling from one broken branch at
the rate of one a second, the tree having
been in a weeping condition for at leat
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Nursery Song.
Pace, pace, pace:
That's the way the ladies ride.
Foot hung down the pony's side.
Pace, pace, pace;
Facing gently into town,
To buy a bonnet and a gown;
Pacing up the narrow street,
Smiluvj at the folks they meet;
That's ths way the ladies ride,
Foot hung down the pony's side,
Pace, pace, pace.
Trot, trot, trot:
That's the way the gentlemen ride.
O'er the horse's back astride,
Trot, trot, trot
Riding after fox and hound,
Leaping o'er the meadow's bound,
Trotting through the woods in spring.
Where the little wild birds sing.
That's the way the gentlemen ride,
O'er the horse's back astride,
Trot, trot, trot. v
Rock, rock, rock:
That's the way the sailors ride,
Rock and reel from side to side,
Rock, rock, rock.
Jack Tar thinks he's on the seas.
Tossing in a northern breeze;
Thinks that he must veer and tack,
"When he mounts a horse's back;
Rocking east and rocking west.
Jack Tar rides, dressed in his oesft;
Rock, rock, rock..
Sleep, sleep, sleep:
That's the way boy Ned will ride,
Floating on the summer tide.
Sleep, sleep, sleep,
Out upon the drowsy sea,
Where the sweet dream blossoms be,
Far away to Sleepy Isles
Sails my Ned. "Good night," he smiles ;
Sinking down in pillows deep,
Little Ned is fast asleep:
Sleep, sleep, sleep.
Ann M. Libby in Good Housekeeping.
HUMOROUS.
Concealing the truth Lying in am
bush. An early-closing ordinance "Shut
the door."
They call him Buffalo Bills now, for
he hus 800,000 one-dollar ones.
The mother with twin boys knows
what it is to toil from son to son.
When a physician loses his skill it
naturally follows that he is out of prac
tice." A pretty child smilingly asked
her mother why fish are so full of
splinters.
We send 1,000,000 barrels apples every
year to foreign nation?, and won't take
any "sass" in return either.
Clara "How did you enjoy the opera
last evening?" Lucy "It was splendid.
I had the nobbiest hat in the house."
"Tight money," murmured the unfor
tunate in the police court as he paid the
usual tine and costs. Bostou Bulletin.
First Burglar Wot'll I do with this
burglar alarm, Bill, take it along? Sec
ond Burglar Yes;, slip it in the bag.
We can get something for it.
The man who move? down life's path
and finds it strewn with sweet surprises
is he who knows just how it's done,
who keeps astorc and advertises.
"We don't care for the rain," said
one Baltimore girl to another, as sho
raised an umbrella; "we're 'neither
sugar nor salt.'" "No," replied the
other, " but we're lasses."
A Flaming Fountain.
In the town of Kane, on the summit
of the Alleghany Mountains, near the
Philadelphia & Erie Railway, there are
noted sulphur and iron springs. Here,
in the spring of 1878. a well was sunk
more than two thousand feet into the
mountain, which, -though failing to
strike oil, opened veins of oil gas enough
to light a city. The well was finally
abandoned, and the casings cut in bor
ing were pulled out, when the hole
rapidly filled with water, which poured
in until the imprisoned gas accumulated
beneath in sufficient quantities to lift the
column of water, over a third of a mile
deep, when it blew the water out in a
volume of spray over the top of the well.
From that time this process ha? been
going on; and at intervals of from six
to ten minutes this vast body of gas,
spray and water is blown out into the
air in a column a hundred feet high,
sometimes the gas is set on fire, and the
mingling of flames and spray produces
most beautiful rainbows in the night. In
the winter, the water freezes and after
weeks of cold weather the frozen foam
stands in a mass of more than a hundred
feet high, sparkling in the sunshine, a
most magnificent spjctacle.
A Prompt Application.
Bobby had been a pretty good little
boy all day and his father was very
much pleased.
"You will find, Bobby," said the old
man, "that virtue is its own reward. I
mean by that that every time you do
what you ought to do you will feel good
over it. Do you understand?"
"Oh, yes," responded Bobby intelli
gently, "and now, pa, if you'll give me
another piece of pic you'll feel good,
too.'' New Haven Palladium,
Brought It on Himself.
Mr. Smartun No, Miss Jones, they
can't deceive me; I am tot such a big fool
as I look.
Miss Jones (endeavoring to flatter
No, indeed I discovered that long ago.
Judge,
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