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PITTSBORO', CHATHAM CO., N. C, AUGUST 9, 1888.
Sot by the sea tide,
'or the swift river,
yr t'ae stars that sweep thro waste of
h .a ven,
8tde by side
Forever and ever,
iv we mark man's life with its loss and
Not by the leafs fall,
Nor by pring rain,
Sor the atoms that drift thro' endless forms
Tho' they changeless remain,
Pc we ceuut man's life with its hap and
Net by the strong things,
Nor by things sweet,
'. I y tLe fair light of win that speeds far
On swift wines,
Nor the wild winds that meet,
Io wo time man's life with its dusk and
But by the strong will
But by ths soul's grace.
Rut by the yearnings that thread night and
Holt and still,
Till they glow in his face,
Po we tell ram's life forever aud aye.
George Le Moine in Overland.
A SMART WOMAN.
BY HELEN FOItKEST GRAVES.
"That worn in, "said Squire Dockley
within himself, "ought to have been a
The Engliih langu ige, as tho squire
interpreted it, had no higher form of
praifC than this. The squire believed
implicitly in hi own sex. And when
he said that Maria Poole ''ought to havo
been a man,' he did homage to her ci
pacity. Squire Dockley was on his way to the
postofficc. lie liked to go in the early
mornintr, before the thermometer had
mounted to too high a degree, and
while the dew yet spark I. d upon the
close, short grass along the road.
Old Mr. Poole had been postmaster at
Sissafru Gap for 12 years, but his
daughter Maria performed all tho duties
of the position, as the old man was bed
ridden, deaf and helpless. Maria also
worked the faim, with the aid of a va-
c in t-faced, red-haired auxiliary, nam;d
ias Smith, who came for half wages
on accouitof a lisp in one leg; and
she kept boarders in summer.
"There's tho clothes all out oa tho
lines, and it ain't 8 o'clock yet," said
tho rquirc. "And not a weed in the
garden, and nobody to raise a finger
about tho place but Maria ! I declare
that woman ought to have been a man!''
Close beside him was tho well, shad
owed with a canopy of blue-cupped
morning-glorias which had not yet
folded their silken tents away from the
The squire stopped to get a drink of
water, when suddenly a human head
popped up before him like a jack-in -thc-
"Je-ru-sa-lcm !'' ejaculated the squire.
starting back. "Why, it's you, ain't it,
"Yes, it's me," said Maria. "I've
been down the well to clean it. A tin
trumpet, two doll babies, a spellin
book, a cocoanut shell and fourteen ap
ple-cores that's what tho, boarders'
children have dropped down since this
day week. I sometimes think," giving
herself a shake, and sending the sur
plus moisture of the well flying in all
directions, "that King Herod wasn't so
far wrong as folks pretend to think. If
ycu want a drink, Squire Dockley you'd
better go down to the spring hou3e. Tho
well's sort o' stirred up."
Tho squird meekly followed Maria
Poole down to the cool, swect-smolling
spring-house where a living stream
flowed beneath the shelves, all laden
with pans of milk and a glittering
spring bubbled up in the corner like a
"Made much butter thi i year?" tho
squire inquired as he slaked his thirst.
"Two hundred and nine pound?,
packed down u'ready," was Maria's re
sponse. "Well, I declare!" admiringly com
mcnte 1 the squire, a he laid down tho
gourd-shell. "You'd ought to have
been a man, Miis Maria; and so I've
said ag'in and ag'in.''
"Humph," observed Maria. "If I
ciuldn't a-madc a smarter man than
some I know of, I would give up. Well,
squire, I don't want to hurry you, but
its 'most time to open tho po3t office
and see about the morning mail."
"I was a-thinkin' of calling for my
letters and papers," said Squire D;ck
ley, wiping his mouth with a red ban
"Can't nobody get into the postofficc
not if they had a letter for the presi
dent himself afore 8 o'clock," said Miss
Maria, curtly. "Business hours is busi
ness hours 1"
"Yes, I know I know!" apologized
the squire, as he followed Miss Poole
up tho winding path; "but I was calcu
latin' to speak to you. Maria."
"Well, what is it? Don't keep mo
The squiro shifted from one foot to
the other. Was ever lover expedited
like this before?
"I was a-thinkin', Maria," said he,
"that it wan' t in place for a woman to
bo kcepin' postofficc '"
"Oh, that's your game, is it?" re-1
torted Maria. "YouM like to get the
offico away ' from father, would you?
And you re gcttn' up a pMition to edo
some friend o yourn iu? Well, it won't
go down, Equire Dockley. All the folks
hereabout! know father well, and you
won't get no signatures to your papers.
And I should thiak you'd be ashamed
of yourself to go and '
' Hold on, Maria hold on!" gasped
Mr. Dockley, instinctively stepping back
a pace or two. "I mistrust you don't
quite apprehend me. It's quite another
tack as I'm on. I'm a well-to-do
man, Mario, without no incumbrance
but my 6on Leonidas, and I've reason to
think he's plannia' to get settled in life
pretty soon. And lately it's been borne
in upon mo that I'd orter have a second
pardner. The Scriptcr says it is not
well lor man to be alone, and the Sirip-
ter is generally right. And you're the
pardner I'd like to hav., Maria Poole!
The squire beamed. Evidently, in
his opinion, there was no sort of doubt
but that Maria would accept him, out of
Was he not "The Squire?" and was not
Mtria Poole a hard-working, ungainly
woman, just overstepping the border
land where people would begin to jeer
at her lot of "singlc-blesscdness? '
Maria viewed him out of her honest,
gray cyei with utter amazement.
"You sec, ' went on Mr. Dockley
"you ain't so youag as you was,
"No," thoughtfully observed Miria,
stroking her chin ia a man-like fashion.
"And you ain't what folks call
"No," wincing a little, in spite of
"And there's your father. Most peo
ple would object to your father: be
"Squire, look here, none o' this!'
curtly interrupted Maria. "P'raps you
think you'vj done me a favor, but you
ain't! An I I've no more time to stand
giff-gaffing here, afore the mail is
opened. I don't want you. And I
wouldn't marry you at no price.
"Very well, very well!" cried the
squire, in a great rage. "Do jest as
ye think best. I've no more to say.
But it ain't likely a pi i in, humbly old
maid like you will get another chinco
if, indeed, you ever had ono afore,
which I doubt. I only hope you won't
live to regret it, that's all."
And Squiie Dockliy whisked him-c'.f
away, never stopping to inquire for his
"A plain, homely old mail!' Maria
Poole was only a woman after all, and
the old man'j orutal words stung her to
tho very quick.
She had always been well aware that
she was not fair to look upon ; bat a
plain, homely old rani I !
Was she, then, shut out forever from
all tho prosptcti that opened thcnselvc3
to tho eyes of other women?
Nevertheless, she went bravely about
her manifold daily duties. She dis
tributed tho outgoing letters, stampe 1
the incoming one?, and mado her daily
report as usual. She saw to the dinner,
made her old father cotnforlabb, super
intended theafftirs of the dairy, gavo
audience to Eli is Smith, and looked
alter the board r.; and by the time that
the soft dusk descended over the hills,
she was tired enough. Sho had often
been tired before, but this was a differ
ent kind of wearinos. It seemed to
strike to her very heart.
"I wonder if this sort of thing i3 to
go on forever?" thought she, as she
went out iuto tho garden to see if the
tomatoes would be ripe for the morrow
Sho whs stooping over the vines, when
a shadow camo between her and the
moonlight. Sho looked up it was
Leonidas Dockley a tall, well-made
young fellow of cight-and-twenty, a
most striking contrast to his father.
"Maria, what is the matter?" cried
"Nothing is the matter," answered
Maria, with a little hysterical laugh. I
suppose you've come to scold me about
your father. But I couldn't help it."
"Has he been meddling about tho
postoffice again?" said Loonidas, sooth
ingly. "Well, don't mind him, Maria.
He don't mean anything. It's only his
"But, Leonidas ''
"He says he says you're going to bo
Leonidas looked against tho picket
fence, looking thoughtfully down at
the scarlet spheres of the tomatoes.
"So I am," said he.
"Oh, Leonidas 1"
''You know, Maria, we have never
been formally engaged."
"And I can't go on with things as
they are now; it's too uncertain."
"So I've made up my mind to marry
you this fall whether you consent or
not. And if you can't leave your father
and the postoffice, why, I'll come hero
to lira W as for letting you drudge
on by yourself as you're doing now, I
won't stand it, and there's an end Of
"But, Loridas, your father says-"
"I don't care what he saysl"
'That I'm a plain, homely, old
"My father isn't a judge of the ar
ticle," calmly asserted Leonidas. "Be
cause it isn't he that wants to marry
"Yes, it is, Leonidas."
And then M iria told him tho tale of
the squire's wooing.
Loonidas listened with a queer curve
of the lips, a twinkle in his oye.
"Anyhow," said he, "I've got the
start of him tlm time. He will have to
content himself with the Widow Bless
ngton." The squire's amazement when he
heaid that Maria Poole was to be his
daughter-in-law exceeded description.
"Sho ain't youag," said he slowly,
"and she ain't pretty; but I tell you,
Loonidas, you'ro going to gat a smart
wife yes, you are! '
As for M irii, she could hardly com-pr.-hond
the ups and downs of her own
ortuno. She had livjd such a dreary,
aril life since sho was a child. She
had tasted so little of the sweets of love ;
and now late in tho day, as it were, the
flower of existence had burst into blos
som at last!
"Every ono says I ought to have been
a man," said she to herself, with a
smile on her lip and a tear in her eye;
"but if I were a man, I never could be
so happy as I am now, in a man's
For there was a good deal of the wo
man about Miria Poole, after all. Sat
"Girls to Pack Robes."
"Girls to pack robss" was the queer
advertisement that attracted a N.-w
York Sun reporter '. attention, and this
is what Henri Chagray S9id about it:
"There are about 300 girls packing
robes in New York City. A robi is a
lady's dress. It i3 a garment for sum
mer wear, made of white cloth and or
namented with imported embroidery.
A few years ago, whon tho fashion was
new, these rob s were made abroad en
tirely, the importers brought the cloth
and the embroidery done up together in
boxes ready for sale. These goods were
expensive, costing from $10 to $25 and
rtore a dress. Then there grew up a
demand for lower prices and varied
styles. Some importers put up their
robes in various ways to suit their cus
tomers. "Of course, all the Iadie3 liked the
beautiful robes. Competition set in and
new ways of getting them up came in
vogue. One cut after another was made
in the prices, until now you can buy a
robe with imported embroidery for fifty
nine cents. It is done up in a neat box,
there is the exact amount of cloth neces
sary to make tho dress, and a fashion
plate showing how it looks when made
up all for fifty-nine cents. I should
say thcro have been as many as half a
million of these robes sold in a single
year. We begin to get out the next
summer styles in February.
' 'But tho importers found that they
could not do the packing in their own
places as well or as cheaply as I can do
it with my machinery and my trained
help. My hundred girls will pack as
many as twice tho number of inexperi.
enced hands would. They cut tho cloth
and fold it neatly, and fix in the em
broidery and fasten it skilfully, and drop
in tho fashion-plato in a taking way, so
that the woman can't holp buying the
roles. Tho poorest woman can buy a
fifty-nine cent robo that looks a little
like the expensive affairs that were first
imported. The latest dodge is to put in
American cloth. Tho embroideries can
not be made in this country. I do not
know why, but the attempt to make
them has not yet succeeded. Of course
the packing requires a girl who i3 neat,
quick and handy, and they gat to be
very expert. Tho wages are as high as
in any other brinch of manual labor."
A (jueer Thing About Owls.
A Kingston man has made an addi
tion to hi collection of bird, a large
owl, lately caught at Hurley. "Owls
are deceptive birds," said a citizen to
day. "I had one, a few years ago,
with which I played a trick on the pub
lic, kept the owl in a cage. It was
an attraction, and many people saw it.
One day the bird died of 'col I poison,'
and a taxidermist stuffed it. I then put
it back on its perch in the cage. Peo
ple who had seen the owl alive said that
they could see no difference in its ap
pearance, and they would come and ad
mire the bird just the same. That is
the reason why I say the owl is a pe
cu'iar birl. Dead or alive, they look
about the samo.'' Kingston (N. Y.)
A Singular Growth.
R. Compton, postmaster of Volo, 111.,
claims to have discovered a peculiar
phenomenon in the woods in Fremont,
Like county. As described by him, it
consists of the natural ingrafting of a
burr-oak tree upon a white oak. Tho
Lurr oak leans against the other from
the ground up, and i3 dead. The dead
trunk, however, seems to go right
through that of the living white oak,
and the branches of both varieties of
tree, all green and vigorous, mingle to
gether in about equal proportions,
Waukegan (111.) Patriot.
CHILDREN'S COLUMN. J
Out of my window I could see
But yesterday, upon the tree,
The blossoms white, like tufts of snow
That had forgotten when to go.
And while I looked out at them they
Seemed like small butterflies at play,
For in the breez their flutterings
Made me imagine them with wings.
I must have fancied well, for now
There's not a blossom on the bough,
And out-of doors 'tis raining fast,
And gusts of wind are whistling past.
With butterflies 't?s etiquette
To keep their wings from getting wet,
So when they knew the storm was r.ear,
They thought it best to disappear.
Frank D. Sherman, in Young People.
A Sti-ttlffht 1.1a.
La Roy F. Griffi , L ;ke Forest, III.,
commujicates the following incident to
the Popular Science Monthly: ' Some
six years since, i one of the Njw Eng
land state?, a pig five weeks old was
carried in a close box about four miles,
circuitous, with several shirp turns, and
the pig was removed to the box after
dark. The following day near noon ho
disappeared, and about three hours
later was found ' at his former home.
Curiosity led to the examination of the
route taken by the pig, and his tracks
could be followed nearly all tho way.
He had started on a straight line for
the place from which he was brought
the day before, and h", followed that
line. At one point an impassable fence
turned him from the course, but he had
moved along the fence on one side until
he found an opening, and thea had re
traced his steps on the other back to the
original line." The writer does not at
tempt to account for this seeming in
stinct in animals and bh4s which give
them the power of directing their
movements accurately for long distance's
through an unfamilitr country.
A Robin' Paternal Instinct.
That animal instinct is lively in tho
bird was exemplified by the robin a few
days ago. Oa one of the beautiful sugar
maple trees which grow in the yard of
a well-known citizen of this plac, a
mother robin had Luilt her nest, and as
time went on sho was rewarded by a
brood of young robins. Oae evening
when she had nestled herself for the
night a chicken hawk observed the
harmless redbreast, and with a swift
dart sho caught tho mother and took
her flight. When the father robin
cime back to see that all was well for
the night, he found tho young birds
without protection. He fluttered about
and bis bewailing song told his b3 reave-
m?nt. He seemed to realize that some
thing dreadful hid befallen his partner,
for he began to ma'ce preparations to
act the part of a mother for the night.
Tho owner of the property who had
observed the events, arose early the
next morning and he noticed the male
bird taking its flight. The bereave!
widower soared high and was soon lost
to sight. lie remained away tho entire
day, and whon he returned at nightfall
he brought with him another wife. The
strange bird was guided to the nest;
and readily comprehending the situa
tion, sho quickly covered tho half-
starved little ere itures, while the male
bird darted off to find some food. There
was great rejoicing when he returned.
The new mother has since taken excel
lent care of her adopted children, and
the father robin's song plainly indi
cates hi3 happiness. Hollidaysburg
The babies in Japan havj sparkling
eyes and funny little tufts of hair ; they
look so quaint and old-fashioned, ex
actly like those doll-babies that are sent
over here to America. Now, in our.
country very young babies tire apt to
put everything in their mouths; a but
ton or a pin, or anything, goes straight
to the little rosy wiJe-open mouth, and
the nurse or mamma must always watch
and take great care that baby does not
swallow something dangerous. But in
Japan they put tho small babies right
down ia the sand by the door of the
house, or on the floor, but I never saw
them attempt to put anything in their
mouths unless they were told to do so,
and no one seemed to be anxious about
them. When little boys or girls in Japan
are naughty and disobedient, they must
be punished, of course ; Lut the punish
ment is very strange. There are very
small pieces of rice-paper called moxa,
and these are lighted with a match, and
then put upon the finger or hand or
arm of tho naughty child, and they burn
a spot on the tender skin that hurts very,
very much. The child screams with
the pain, and the red -hot moxa sticks
to the skin for a moment or two, and
then goes out; but the smarting burn
reminds the little child of his fault.
do not like these moxas. I think it is
a cruel punishment. But perhaps it is
better than a whipping. Oaly I wish
little children never had to be punished,
Too Small a Capital,
Uacle James And what "vould you
do, Bobby, if I were to gwe you a
Bobby Couldn't do very orach, uncle,
with a penny. Epoch.
FLAKES OF GOLD.
Means Jewelers Adopt to Pre
serve Precious Particles.
Valuable Auriferous Sweepings
from Factory Floors.
Gold and silver even in the most mi
nute particles, explained a New York
manufacturing jeweler to the Graphic,
are worth extracting from such easily
worked material as the lefuie or the
floor of a shop, and no man ever thought
of wasting this flotsam and jetsam of
his lusiness. Then he explained the
interesting processes by which the sav
ing is effected.
"Of course, ' he said, "it is practi
cally impossible to save all tho gold
that gets scattered; that is, somo es
capes in ways that might pcrnaps De
stopped, Lut it would cost more than
the gold is worth to stop them. Every
time you walk through a jewelry manu
factory you are likely to carry some
gold away with you on your clc thing or
your shoes. I took off my shoes the
other night, and noticing that they
were worn 1 turned tnem over ana
looked at them. Stuck in the bottom
of one of the heels was a little lump of
gold, which I picked out with a knife.
A certain amount of gold, no doubt, is
enrried off in the clothing and shoes of
the workmen, and no attempt is mide
to save that. But in regard to the floors
and benches and tables it is different.
"You notice that you are standing on
a peculiar flooring, do you not? It is
comparatively a new practice to cover
the floor with sheets of tar roofing. It
is put down ju3t like a carpet, for the
reason that it is easier and cheaper to
burn it than to burn the floor. When
I left a shop in Fulton street that I had
occupied for six years I burned the
floor and got enough gold out of it to
pay for a new floor, which I had to put
down, and leave me $200 in cash be
"Tho sweepings and refuse of the
shop yield a very considerable amount,
and so do the washings. The dry dirt
is swept up two or three times a day and
put into this stove."
Here he opened the top of a "chow
der stove" and thowed a pile ready to
hi burned. The chowder stove is a
contrivance with a small chamber for
the fire underneath and a large com
partment above with no aperture un
''You see," he explained, "wo build
a fire underneath and burn it until the
refuse catches fire. That will smoulder
a long time, for there is no draught
through the chamber, merely a pipe above
it to allow for the escape of the smoke.
Finally it is reduced to ashes, and the
gold and silver can be easily washed
out of it.
"With our waste water the process is
different. Tho aprons and caps tho
workmen wear arc washed over the
same sink where they wash their faces
and hands and any vessel or tool that
needs cleansing. The water runs into
a barrel and then through pipes below
the water line into a second and a third
barrel before it is allowed to escape.
The object of running the pipes below
the ltvel of the water is to prevent the
minute flakes of gold from floating off,
for though th jy wil float on top of tho
water, they will sink to tho bottom
when they are drawn below tho surface.
We throw a little quicklime in from
time to time, and that curdles all tho
grease and soap so that it sinks to the
bottom and tho water Chat runs off
from the third barrel ia as clear and
bright as runs from the faucet. The
curd is taken out when enough is ac
cumulated, and the precious metals
are washed out by usual methods.
"The crucibles which wo use for
melting gold are broken up and thrown
into an octagonal revolving chamber,
in which is also put a heavy iron cylind
rical bar. The chamber is tightly
closed, a belt is attached to tho main
shaft and the whole thing set whirling.
In time the crucibles are ground into a
powder as fine as dust, and this powder
is sold to the refiners, who treat it with
mercury. I used to do this work in the
place, but I gave it up, for I don't like
to havo mercury around. Tho fumes
are very unhealthy.
"The gold tbvit we get by these var
ious processes is of really the same fine
ness of tho average of that we use in
tho work. The first alloy is destroyed
or partially destroyed, I sup nose, but
enough alloy is gathered to nearly keep
When tho Duke of Wellington was
fighting in Spain, there were two horses
which had always drawn tho same gun,
and had been side by side in many bat
les. At lost one was killed, and the
ther, on having his food brought to
im as usual, refused to eat, but turnel
is head round to look for his old friend,
and neighed many times as i to call
im. All the carj thnt was bestowed
on him was in vain. There were other
horses near him, but he would not
notice them: and ho soon afterwards
died, not having once tasted food since j
ui former companion was killed. - j
A Word About Teeth.
As regards thj teeth, it must be a4
mittcd that in relation to the subject
in hand they literally and truly cut
both ways. Ia the com pie to set of 32
there are 20 for grinding, eight for bit
ing and four for tearing. Grinding teeth
are required for animals which live on
grains and other hard vegetable sub
stances; biting teoth aie necessary for
animals which nibble soft substances
like grasses and some fruits; tearing
teeth are essential for animals which ac
tually tear tough and resistant struc
tures, like flesh, to pices. In man the
grinding teeth largely preponderate ;and
how well fitted these teeth are for
grinding seeds, grains, acorns, and tho
like, the teeth of our very old fore
fathers tell a significant and tru J tale.
In man tho biting teeth havo a conspic
uous place and a very decisive function;
with them, even to the present, the
skilled biter can cut through the finest
thread, a feat equivalent to dividing tho
most delicate filament of food fibre that
grows from the earth. The teeth aro
vegetable weapon ; they aro the best of
weapons which tho out-and-out vege
tarian can use; they assist him
both in practice and ar
gument. But then there remain
those four tearing fangs, those canine or
dog's teeth, so firm, strong, and savage.
The canine or tearing teeth. stand out
strikingly in favor of the view that man
is formed for eating flash; but it cannot
be said by the s tan chest flesh cator that
the flosh-cating - tendency is the strong
est altogether. No; it is curtain that
the balance turns fairly the other way.
It may, however, be argued that the
very fact of tho existence of oaly four
tearing teeth qivos countenance to the
belief thnt nature has supplied the
human animal with fangs for devouring
animal flesh if he is obliged or desirous
so to do. This is true, but only to a
limited extent, because we now know
that even the teeth, firm as they are,
become, by constant habit of life,
changed in form and character The
canino tooth itself, even in tho dog, has
been exceptionally so modified from this
cause as to lead to a characteristic typo
of structure indie itiv-j of the influence
of manner of lifo on growth when ex
tended through ma y generations.
Crickets in Algeria.
Accounts aro published of tho devas
tation caused by crickets in Algeria.
The insects resemble but are not iden
tical with either locusts or grasshoppers.
Last year swarms of grasshoppers rav
aged the colony. This year the crick
ets havo taken their place. They spiing
like grasshoppers, lut have a more
rapid and sustained flight. They form
clouds which shut out the light of the
sun. When they alight on tho ground
they destroy every trace of vegetation.
They sometimes fall exhausted on tho
ground in such numbers as to cover it
with a layer of dead bodie, from which
pestilential exhalations arise. The cor
respondent of a I'ans newspaper, in a
letter from Algeria, published tonight,
says that tho railway trains have been
stopped by tho insects between Coa
stantine and Batna.
Tho method still employed to check
the evil in the African possessions of
France is the old and expensive one of
digging long trenches at a right angle
to the advancing swarms, and placing
on the most distant side a sort of fence
formed by a web of c'.oth. The ad
vancing insects strike against the cloth,
fall into tho pit, and aro there cove re I
with lime or mold. The Algerian au
thorities havo spent 700,000 francs in
destroying them, and now contemplate
a further expenditure of 1,003,000
francs to complete tho work. London
A Caunon to Shoot Twelve Miles.
"We aro now." said tho director of
tho Pittsburgh works, "making j
cannon for the Am-rican E nensite Com
pany. It will be used to demonstrate
tho value of th it new explosive. It is
a smooth bore, 3 inches in diameter and
100 inches lonp-, and will throw a six-
inch shell with emensite from 10 to 12
In ordinary rilled cannon the shell
turns 1 1-4 times in the length of the
gun. This gives it a terrific tortional
strain and necessitates a corresponding
thickness and strength of tho shell and
a proportionate reduction of space for
the exDlosives. In other words the
internal space for the explosive is re
duced one-half to secure the neces ary
strength. Now tho Ene isito Company
proposes to avoid this trouble by re
turning to tho old smooth bore cannon,
and at tho same time to secure tho
necessary range by the increased power
of their explosivo. This new gun they
expect to throw a dynamite sheil as far
as a rifled cannon. Pittiburg Dis
patch. Easily Discouraged.
"Yes," sai I a base ball man, "I'm
discouraged, and have given up the
business forever. Why, in tho very first
game they got onto me in the sccoad
i "iiing, and pounded me all over the
"That ou 'lit not to dis courage you.
Mi y a pitcher h n had imilar lucV
"Yes, but I wasn't 'lie i itchcr; I was
is umpire." New York Sun.
There passed one day, adown the way
That led beneath the old elm tree,
A maiden fair, without a care,
Singing, laughing," joyous, free,
With pail in hand she went to bring
Some water from the clear, cold spring.
It chanced that day, as oft it may,
A traveler, 'long and dusty road
The nook espied and tur.ied aside
To where the crystal water flowed.
And there beneath the cooling shade
He met the stir tied, pretty maid.
Full fair was he, as she could see,
And as he stopped with manly grace
To fill her pail, he did not fail
To note her pure and lovely face.
And as they stood a moment there,
The traveler loved the maiden fair.
She hastened home, be soon was gone,
Bat with him in his thoughts he bore
The image bright that met his sight,
And won upon him more and more.
While she oft saw in fancy's drean
The traveler by the limpid stream.
The years soon fled, they both were wed;
He, to a fair and high-born dame;
While she with joy, a farmer's boy
Accepted for his honest name.
And like some tile of minstrel lay
Are spring and nook and summer day.
Cincinnati Times Star.
About the first thing lost at sea is the
sight of land.
To remove milldcw Pay off what is
due on the mill.
A reign of terror is one that is mixed
with hailstones as big as hen's eggs.
When a man is deemed reliable in
Montana they says "He'll stand without
He Do you take me for a fool? She
Excuse me ; I am not open to any
marriage proposals at present.
We are told that tho coopers aro to
have a paper printel in their interests.
We suppose it will bo a barrel organ.
"John, did you find any eggs ia the
old hen's nest tlm morning?" "No
sir; if the hen laid any, she has mislaid
Wife (whose husband is rescuing her
from drowning) Shall I keep my
mouth shut, John? Husband Yes if
"What an old, old story lovo is, Miss
Clara!" he said, and ne moistened his
lips and clutched his chair. "Yes, Mr.
Simpson," sho shyly replied, "and yet
it is no chestnut."
Scientist "Have you ever tried faith
cure for your rheumatism?" Patient
"Yes; I'm trying it now. I've got in
my pocket tho left hind foot of a grave
yard rabbit that was killed in the dark
of the moon, and I do believe it's
A b d, revengeful littlo boy rubbed
fine Cayenne pepper all over the back
of his jacket and well into tho cloth,
and then laughed out loud in school,
for which the master Hogged himseverc
ly, but dismissed school soon after to
go and see an eye doctor.
Paper flowers can bo mado so natural
that when put in proper places, they
are not objectionable, A mass of pond
lilies, with their heavy green leaves
and fl.-xible stems laid under a mirror
to be reflected in it, arc quite as effec
tive in point of beauty as the lovely
owners themselvc?. A birch bark bas
ket of many hucd pansies, with hero
and there a saucy leaf, can be not only
beautiful but odorous, by sprinkling
orris root powder in cotton in the bot
tom of the basket Snow balls with
glossy foliage, when mounted on panels,
are ornamental. A branch of dogwood
in a dark corner is very effective and
easily made. A jar of peonies (the roso
scented white one) can almost defy de
tection if a drop of oil of roso bo put
in the cotton at the baso of the pink
Leaves of all sorts may be made of
waste leather from saddleries or
harness shjps, and cost but atriflo. The
outlines of the leaf should be marked
with pencil; then gone over with somo
sharp instrument to leave tho impros3.
Dip the leather in warm water. If
thin, a moment will tuffice; but if
heavy, several minutes. Then, with a
stout pair of scissors or sharp knife, -cut
the leaf, always leaving the stem
attached. With a round pointed in
strument, such as the head of a steel
crochet hook, draw the veins in a
natural manner, unless it be a roso leaf
orsrmething requiring line, sharp lines.
While the leaf is wot, pull, curl or roll
it into a natural appearance (flat leaves
are not natural), and put it to dry
quickly near, but not in the mouth of
an oven. When dry paint with oil; if
the leaves should be light, like those of
somo hot house rose?, paint the leather
white first. Pond lili?s require very
thick leather, so do mignolias, while
quite thin leather is best for rose
leave?, pansies, snow balls and dog
wood. Hyacinths and peonies may be
cut from thicker leather. Bubbcr btemg
may be had at most paper flower de
pots, but the tubing sold at the drug
stores for infants' rursing bottles is
excellent for pond lily stem9, and thick
leather may be cut and rolled to
answer at less expense. Good House
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