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PITTSBORO', CHATHAM CO., N. C, AUGUST 30, 1888.
Like a shy startled thing she stood
In ttn wild tangle of the wood;
tfor violet eyes in sweet surprise
Seemed some fair shadowing of the skies',
In her white hands some bluebells spent
The'i d ing breath in soft content
Her p i te 1 lips their white pearls showing,
Her cheeks like rose-hues paling, glowing,
And all her child-like innocence.
Ttuide, guard, protector and defense.
What started her? A heavy tread
Through the dim aisles, arched overhead
By sun-flecked leaves and vibrant boughs,
And what of heaven such shade allows.
All day sweet soun Is had been a-stir
Thi soft, far-reaching orchestra
Of birds, bees, whispering winds and over
The nearer fields of grass and clover
C'anie I inkling cow-Lolls sifting through,
As v iolets tint the dusk and dew.
A tramp comes on! the pine-leaves sweet
Shulder beneath his naked feet;
He stops, wild.bungry, outlawed, fierce;
His haggnrd eyes the girl's eyes pierce;
But something in their tend r light
Checks his half-savage mood, despite
The lawless, dtsperate soul within
That seldom stops nt soil or sin:
He moves aside she passes by,
Sared by the power of purity.
LMarj' A. Denison in Frank Leslie's
Br JOHN P PJOLANDER.
Now trnt wvs understand each other
let u shake hands and be friends."
7h:ir hands met in n firm grasp.
Tiny looked into each other's faces,
one ith a merry twinkle in his eye and
a broad smile over his jovial feature:
the other, with a glanco long drawn
o'ir, gn vo ai d soli um, that seemed to
tit t a shadow of gloom on everything
about the scone.
"YouM d j your best, and I'll do my
hest. That' wh.t wu'vo agreed on,
ain't it, Zip Tif.dn?"
That's it, Ben Button, acd which
ever of u wins, the other shall bear no
ill n-lM I '
"J -nt so, Zip."
"And everything except murder shall
bo counted fair."
'Aod murder, loo, if you an willing
to take the consequence?.''
"Say, Zip, hold on!'
"Sj if I shoud pi t you out of my
way right here,"" continued Zip without
seiroiog to notice tin interruption, and
drawing a small pistol out of lm boot
leg as ho spoke, "and it would nev.rbo
fund out on me, why it would bo al
J5ut, Zip, say "
' Or if I were found out," Zip still
continued, raising the pistol higher and
hi ;htr till it pointed straight for Ben's
onast, "and I wero willing to lake all
tlu risk to get clear, which I think I
am ready to do, why that, too, would
bo all right."
'Hello, Ban, where are you going?'
shouted Zip, as the former turned and
ran down thoroa l at what seemed to bo
almost breakneck speed, frequently
casting scared and anxious glances be
Ben, howiver, did not ft p to answer,
but kept straight on until ho was lost to
sight in a bend in the road, while Zip,
1-ending almost double with laughter,
a nt peal after peal of merriment ring
ing out on the balmy evening air.
' 0.' all the chickons in Christendom
Bja Button lakes the worm!'' cried Zip,
a broad grin still on his fac, as he also
turned and walked away.
Zip Tilkins, fulof life, .'ua and frol
ic, had for the last few weeks loen
p ityiag rival to Boa Button in the af
fections of Mclinda Spratt. Bon was
seriously in love with Melinda; . Mclin
da's young heart was fond of Zip, and
Zip, homeless, careless, fun-loving rover
thut ho was, had nevet a thought that
reached into the future for an hour.
Bm an I Zip had met ii the road ac
idintally. Ben was on his wy to the
Spratt homestead to lay further siege to
M liada's heart.
For the last few days B m had had
hut one thought, and that was how to
get rid ot Zip as a rival. So, when he
met Zip, he pleaded from the fullness
of his heart and in the most persuasive
language ho could command, that Zip
would relinquish all claim to Melinda' s
Vnrt and hand.
Zip, in pure fun, feigned love also,
ad with well-ait ned earnestness tried
in turn to prev il upon Bsa to with
draw from the race. Neither, however,
would givo in. As a last rescrt they
finally agreed that each should in a fair,
friendly way, bo permitted to plead his
own cause with Melinda, and let her
With Zip, so far, it was only a good
joke, and as such he had made the mobt
f it, as has been seer.
Bin Button with regularity spent two
veoings of the week at the Spratt domi
ri'o. With Mclinda ho made very slow,
if any, progress into favor; with Mrs.
Spr.tr, however, he won golden opin
ions and stood in high gruce.
Siace the compact let ween Ben and
Z p the latter had visited Mclinda but
oace, and then she had, ii a very shy
and sweet way, teasingly upbraided him
for having tried to take the life of her
constant admirer, Ben Button.
"And would it bieak your heart, Mc
1 daf if he were to die?" asked Zip,
with an engor undertone in his voice,
watching her faco close'y.
4 'It would almost of course, if
tut Zip, you have no right to ask such
question,' she answered, looking up
shyly and blushing.
' We'1, you needn't bo uneasy about
him. I wtuldn't hurt Ben Button ly a
single thought or word, much less take
his life," replied Zip, with an earnest,
ness unusual with him.
4 'I was only joking, Zip. But you
seem to bo awfu ly in earnest and sol
emn this evening. "What is ailing you,
'Nothing much, only I have made up
my mind to go away," answered ip,
1 Yoa, Meliacln."
"Where are you going?"
"Anywhere. It makes no difference,
so I get away."
"And ain't you coming back?"'
"Some day, maybe, if ever I get to
be of any account to myself or anybody
"Yiu are of some account now, Zip,
and you had better stay right where
"No; I've made up my mind to 0,
and I m sure it is the b st thing that
could happen lor us all around, so III
stick to it, ' said Z'p, resolutely.
Mclinda was looking cut of tho win
dow. When she saw a man coming up
the lane toward th? h u, and recog
nized in the comer Ben Button, a shad
ow of annoyance fluted ovor her face.
Zip had been watching Melinda; and
when he siiw the slight frown on her
face, he too, glanced out, and seeing
who was coming he roso to his feet,
ready to depart, sayhg: 'Til call in
again before I have and tell you all
good by. Good evening."
Mclinda glarced reproachfully after
the retreating Zip. There was a sus
picion of toars in her eyes, and a little
quiver around her mouth, as sho mur
mured to herself: "Foolih Z'p! Ho is
going away because he thinks I am go
ing to marry that hateful B.-n Button,
and is jea-ous. But I can't make him
see, and I won't ask him to stay. I'll
die first. There."
Tho truth was that a serious thought
had at last come to Zip. He was in
love, and ho knew it. Ho had looked
at him'clf as in a looking-glass, and
fouid out his own worthles3ness. More
than that, ho had d tcrminod to go
away, change his habits of shiftless
ness, and become a useful man and
citiz n. Ho wou.d not ask Mcliada
for her love u'lil he had made him
self wcrtliv of it. J', however, in
tho meantime some oth;r naa Ben
Button perhaps stepped ia ahsad of
him, why, ho would still he the gainer
by an ambition for higher things
which, in an indirect way. would be
a gift from M-jliada.
That evening, Ben Button asked
Melinda to be conic his wife: but sho
was in no mood to answer him, then,
lor Zips fooli-h determination to go
away troubled her in no small degree.
Sho knew. too. that her mother fa
vored Ben above anv one else, and
that she would be grieved if Ben re
coivod a curt refusal, so sho told him
sho would have an answer ready for
him wh-ju ho should call again, and
Ben was happy.
Day3 passed away. They were days
of hopo to Ben, days of doubt and ir
resolution to M.linda,and busy days for
hand and thought with Z'p.
The decisive evening camo at last,
and Ben was on hand with his usual
clockwork regularity to receive what he
fully expected to be a favorable answer
to his suit.
It had been a rainy day, but tne sun
had broken through the cloulsinthe
evening, and was setting bright and
clear, casting its last rays upon Mrs.
Snratt. Melinda and 11 jn liutton. as
thev sat on the wo3t gallery of the
"I declare, Melinda," said Mrs. Spratt
suddenly, "if them welldiggers haven't
gone off and forgot to shut tho gap in
the fence around tho well.
"And thcro is Blossie'a calf in the
vard now . and going straight for the
well. I'll go and fhut u the gap,
mother: vou sit Etui, said JMeiinua. as
Mrs. Spratt was about to rue.
Mclinda ran toward the well, heading
the calf off at tho same time. She was
about to closo tho gap in the fencj,
when her eyes fell u;ion the wide open
ing in the ground. Sho hesitated a mo-
meit, then entered tho gap, and ap
proached tho well cautioudy. On th3
brink, sho peered ov r and looked into
tin depth below. She was about to
withdraw again; but the ground unci r
her feet gave way, and with a loud
scream sho was hurled to the bottom of
Mrs. Spratt and Ben saw what hap
pened, for their eyes had fondly follow
ed Mclinda in her every movement, and
they now rushed to the scene 6f the
Stepping carcful'y upon some planks
that wero lying across the opening of
the well, they peered iito the abyss be
1 w them. Thero was no sound except
of crumbling earih and pebbles fdiing
from the si les of the well. Tho earth
was loose fiorn tho rain during the Jay,
and tho break where MaUnJahatkfallea
ia had started the walls to caving all
Then a large mass of earth fell crash
ing to tho bottom of the well and laid
bare a hu e bowlder hanging as if ready
to topple the next moment.
A faint moan from the bottom of the
well reached tho ears of those above.
' Oh, Ben, sho is alivo! Savo herl"
cried Mrs. Spratt.
"I can't, Mrs. Spratt That rock in
the side of the well will fall in di
rectly," whined B.-n.
"Oh, Bavo her, B.ml I'll lower you
down with the windlass and hoist you
out again," pleaded Mrs. Spratt.
"'Taint no use. That rock will turn
bio in in a minute," still moaned Ban.
Just then Zip, with head bant, camo
walking toward the house. Mrs
Spratt saw him and called out to him
excitodly: "Zip! Zip I como quick and
save Me and a."
Zip hoard and did not lose a moment
in running to tho welL
Ho took in tho situation at once.
With allspeod possi'jlo ho unwound tho
ropo from the wiadlas, and after tell
ing Mrs. Spratt and Ben to stand rcadj
to hoist, went down in tho well, hand
over h ind, on the rope.
Tho earth was still falling, striking
tho bottom with a hollow sound, wheu
Zip with a lusty shout told them to
Mtlinda was landed abovo ground at
last, bleeding, bruised and unconscious
The rope was lowero 1 agaii, and just
as Zip's head was above ground, tho
large reck in tho side of the well and
masses of earth from all around crum
bled in, and fell with a sound as of
thunder to tho bottom of tho well.
It wa3 a narrow escape.
Mcliada was carrie I to tin house, and
a doctor was sent for. B3foro ho ar
rived, however, she regained conscious
ness, and seeing Zip bending ovor her,
a glad smile lighted up her fair young
face, whilo sho murmured, "Don't go
away, Zip. Dm't go away."
Just then Mrs. Spratt, accompanied
by the doctor, entered the room and ap
proached tho bed. When the good
mother saw the smile on her daughter' s
face, and Zip bending low abovj tho
pillow, glad tears came to her eye3, and
her voice was low and tender.
"You can kiss her Zip, if you want
to,' she said.
Zip did '"want to" and kissed Melin
da on tor smiling lips.
Then Mrs. Spratt put her arms around
Zip's neck and kissed him too, and told
him that lie must leave the room whilo
the doctor attended to Molinda's hurts,
which upon examination proved to to
mere bruises after all.
Ben hung around ih hou o for a
while, but when ho saw that Ivj was
left out ia the cold by cv-'rybody, even
by Mrs. Spratt, he thought it bast to go.
The Name of Gladstone.
"I saw Mr. Gladstone onc at a gar
den party, whero he was lion:zjd to an
txtentthat is unknown in Amcrira,"
writes Blakely II dl in tta Now York
Sun. "Everywhere he wont, droves of
people followed him. When he began
a conversation with any one, all the sur
rounding crowd stretched forward as if
their lives depvndtd upon hearing every
word he uttered. In power or out, up
or down, successful or unsuccessful,
Gladstone is tho one prominent and
majestic figure among his countrymen
to-day. To say that he is tho foremost
man in England ia to put it very mildly.
He is of so much importance that tho
mention of Gladstone's name among a
group of sombre Britons in a railroad
carriage, smoking room, or club in any
part of tho kingdom, will set the crowd
agog in a fashion wonder.'ul to behold.
The name is a flaming menace and a
terror to stupility and silence. I havo
often amused myself, when traveling
through England, by simply uttering
his name and observing tho results. It
was enough to set tho most taciturn of
fellow traveler in a transport of volu
bility; and tho result was always a long
lecture on political events brought to a
close by violent attacks on tho grand
old man, stigmatizing him as every
thing that was vile and treacharous, or
elsa a long eulogy of tho most glowing
and exalted nature."
In the Mexican Congress.
Whole sessions, sayi W. E. Curtis,
pass away with nothing but rormal
business, such as receiving communica
tions from the executives of tho states,
or petitions from the people which are
raroly acted on. Occasionally a till is
passed but it passes almost as a matter
of course, some of the members giving
a delicate little wave of the hand to the
Secretary as ho calls their names by
siht. others merely smiling at him,
some paying no attention whatever to
him, but none of them taking the trou
ble to open their mouths or rise, as the
rules require. Weeks and months pass
away without a speech of any kind or
even a point of order.
Would Get over4t.
"Tommy," said his penutioiis uncle,
"how would you feel if I were to give
you a nickel? ' .
y:, "I think," replied Tommy, "that ;I
would reel a little faint at first,"
rLifov v v
'Twill All Come Hl?lit.
many is the kindness by ingratitude
And many is the trusting heart that finds it!
And mmy is the bud of hope whose promise
yields to blight,
But do your duty, lad and lass; 'twill all
For all our griefs and troubles are bul
blessings in disguise, ,
An 1 fiercest storms leave sweetest air, and
calmest, bluest skies,
And brightest stars are always born of very
So do your duty, lad and las3; 'twill al
Margaret Eytinge, in Youug People.
How ffaipt Ventlla'n Their Home.
An English gcntlci n lately took a
small wasps' nest, about tho sizo of an
apple, and, after stupefying its inmates,
placed it ia a largo case inside of his
house, leaving an opening for ogrost
through the wall. H.re tho nest was
enlarged to a foot in diameter, holding
thousands of wasp?, and he was ab'.e to
watch their movements, an 1 noted one
new fact namely, their systematic at
tention to ventilation. In hot w.'athor,
from four to six wasps were continually
stationed at tin hole of egress, and,
while leaving sp ico for entrance or exit,
created a steady current of fresh air by
tho exceedingly rapid motion of their
wings. After a long courso of tbh
vigorous exercise, the ventilators w.ro
relieved by ether waps. During coo!
weath,r only two wasps at a time were
usually thus engaged. Gal lea Days.
How to Writ? on Ice with InV.
Not many of you. my children, will
care to write your letters on ice, even
du ing the summer month. But I w s
rather struck with the novel ilea, when
a boy of the red school house told the
dear littlo schoolma'am a bit of news
that lately had como to this country
from Austria. It appenrs that Francis
Joseph, the E nperor of Austria, has a
couitry scat near Vienna, aud on this
fine royal estate is a lako which in win
ter is used as a skating pond. Well,
during ono of the latest Austrian "cold
snaps," an expert Vienna gentleman
went skating thore, with a litilo reser
voir of ink adjusted to tho back of his
skato in such a way as to allow the ilk
to flow out in a fine steady stream.
Then eff he started, and before he had
skated long there appeared in his rapid
track the namo of the Crowa Princess,
beautifully and plainly written upon
tho ice. St. Nicholas.
In writing ol his experience with Ital
ian seamen, Mr. Keane giv.-s them a
first-rate character; but whit will in
terest the reader most is what ho has to
say of tho boys among the crow. There
wero nine of these on board from twelve
to twenty-one years of age.
Tnese young boys serve for a period
of seven years, beginning at a pay ol
three shillings a month, which is in
creased every year until it becomes
niae shillings a month in tho last year
of their apprenticeship. They are
brought up in an extremely hard man
ner; only those who are ia the last year
of their tim are allowed to live below.
The other poor littlo , wretches sleep
anywhere, two or three of them in the
galley during their watch below at
Thy hava no proper mes', but the
cook used to give them a great pan of
food from the remnants of our mj3s and
the cabin. It was generally a mixture
of maccaroni, boiled beans, boiled corn
meal, stockfish, olive oil, and scrapings
from every other dish of the day.
The five youngest boy3 would find the
dryest place on deck, ai.d then sit
around it, with one spoon among them
all. Each one would take one spoonful
and hand tho spoon to his righ-hand
neighbor; so the spoon would go round
until tho food all disappeared, each
one having taken tho same num ler of
A Faithful ttnardian.
This story of a dog is vouched for by
a lady who resided in Dresden, Ger
many, and who knew all parties con
cerned, from the baby to tho dog. It
seems that a lady left her infant asleep
in the cradle, sitting beside the child a
nurse, and sleeping at the nurso's feet a
largo St. Bernard do.jf. Returning
home some hours after sho fcund the
room empty and heard a low whine from
a linen closet adjoining. O i entering
she found her child on an upper shelf,
held there by the forefeet of tho' dog.
The little one was safe and crowing, all
unconscious of its danger, while
the dog fell exhausted to
the floor when relieved of
his charge. Ou inquiry it was found
that tho nurso had been arranging tho
closet and to have tho baby near her
had laid it on tho shelf, and on being
called off suddenly had left the child
and forgotten it, while tho faithful
dumb servant had stood an hour and a
half watching his charge and holding it
on the shelf. It is useless to say how
grateful the parents were to their dog,
who, after all, had done only what ev
ery resf ectablc dog would do uadcr tho
cii cum tan cos, Picayune,
A CAVALRY- CAMP.
ights and Sounds Around
Bivouac on the Plains.
Preparations Before "Boots
and Saddles" is Sounded.
Drawn ly a feoling of curiosity, a St.
Louis Republic corrcsp ndent strolled
down to the encampment of the Eighth
Civalry, United States Army, which
pissed through Arkansas City, Kan.,
rcccnt'y on its w:iy from the posts on
the Lower Rio Grande to Dakota and
The regiment had bivouacked on a
broad, level plain, just at tho edge of
the city. Long whito rows of army
tents scattered here and there suggested
one of the mushroom towns which in
tho far west olten spring up in a day.
E ich troop encamps by itsolf and so
regularly are the tents pitched that
from tho head tent to the foot tent a
straight lino might bo drawn, touching
each tent between. As soon as the tents
arc pitched all the stock mut bo attend
ed to aud the regular duties of tho day
keep tho men occupied till evening.
Then guard mount takes place, twilight
gives plr.ee to dark, and soon nothing
remains of tho busy hivo but a few
ghostly tent", lit up by the flickering
light of the camp fires. Every half hour
tho sentinels pacing their weary beats
called out the hour a d "all's well."
Every two hour came tho guard relief,
and thui the right passed just as the
night before ha 1 gono and ju t as the
many coming nights will go with th.so
At 4 1-2 tho bu lo rcmcd the sleep
ing camp, anl just as the first faint
streaks of dawn appeared tho camp once
moro became a scone of busy activity.
Thostcckmust bo galloped off to the
river a mile away, and then horses and
men return to thdr morning mea1. The
horsos aro fed in fetd buckets which
are fastened under their mouths by a
land passing over the head. In a
short time horses and men jaded with a
thousand-mile journey, are reinvigora
tid and ready for another day's march.
To tho uninitiated these ordered pre
parations appear like the most reckless
con lu ion. Privates ia dirty . blue
blouses and grass-itained trousers run
to acd fro; every now and then some
teamster gallops off to tho river fol
lowed by an animated chorus of army
mule3 ; wagons aro being loaded ; men
rush here and there filling thoir can
teens. A few mi:.utes before 6
general call is sounded and chaos
assumes order. Shortly after comes the
order to strike tent?, and in an instant,
as if by migic. thi encampment has
disappeared. Whilo you aro watching
one tent pulled each man has done his
work, and once again tho miniature
town gives pb:ce to the plain of a day
before. Tho tents are quickly rolled
up acd put in tho wagons and then
'boots aad saddles" is sounded. Ev
ery man takes his station. Thy are
ranged ia troops men and horses alt.-r-nj.tng.
Etch t ocpor has his right
hand on his horse's bridle, faces vacant
and expressionless, eyes adjusted a cer
tain distanco to tho front, hoj ing noth
ing, awaiting nothing, but the order to
mount. This is presently given, and
like an automaton cadi man springs to
the saddle. Tho day s march has now
The men all wore cavalry boots, some
what the worse for wear and dirt. Their
coarse, heavy trousers were tucked
tightly within. They wero seated on a
light, cheap saddle, very unlike the
cowboy saddle of tho West. It had a
small horn, and looked like an extreme
ly comfortless s?at. The stirrups are
covered and worn very long, compelling
tho riders to rest the weight of tin
body on tho toe?. On the right side of
the saddle the carbine is slu ig, and on
the left the canteen and feed bucket
must be disposed of. Strapp.d to the
back of the saddlo aro the unfailing
slicier (or waterproof rubber coat) and
army blankets. A coarse, blue shirt
and an army slouch hat complete the
outfit, and tho private may pass on se
cure in the consciousness that nobody
will envy him all he possesses. The
officers were but a shade better off.
Their clothes looked a littlo newer and
their faces were a littlo cleaner, but the
bronzed faces showed a life of hardships.'
Ojc fi i c-look ing old gentleman had a
villainous looking old pipe and a sack
of tobacco hanging to his saddle
bow. It toolc about a quarter of an
hour for the regiment to file past. A
huge cloud of dust was raised, and
"glory and dirt" disappeared together.
The entire isolation of army life and its
dreary regularity must become monoto
nous in tho extreme. S cial advantages
are entirely out of tho question ; friend
must be forgotten as soon as made ; new
scenes come to mean only so much
ground passed over, and new towns arc
only another camping ground. Ia win
ter quarters, however, pleasure are cot
so infrequent. Amateur theatricals and
social events relieve tho unvarying mo
notony of camp routin-. Tho life must
ui.fit ono for any kind of business
When a man has bee i a:ccustom'.-d to the
routine of orders prepared by superior
officers he finds it almost impossible to
redirect his energies back into a plana
of perfect independence. It is at
its best a wandering life, with no horn
The Value of Advertising.
Everybody has heard of Frank Millet.
He paints pictures and writes magazine
articles in times of peace, but when a
war is "oa" ho becomes a "war corre
spondent," and i3 likely to turn up ia
tho Soudan, the Transvaal or the Bal
kans. But there was a time when ho
was not kaown. ne sent pictures to ex
hibitions, to be sure, and good ones,
but no one paid any particular attention
to them or said anything about them.
One day ho conceived an ides. Ho
painted a picture of a lady in black sit
ting on a bright red sofa standing
against a vivid yellow background. The
effect was just a trifle startling. Friends
who saw it ia process of production ex
postulited with him, and asked what
ho was going to do with it. They wero
simply astounded when he announced
that he was going to send it to the cx
hi.ition. Thev labored with him. but
in vain. They told him th t the critics
would "wipe the floor" with him.
"They can't do that without mention
ing me,'' said Frank, quietly, "and
they've never even done th it yet." To
the exhibition tho picture went. It
killed everything within twenty feet oa
cither side of it. You couldn't help
looking at it. It simply knocked you
down and held you then-. The critics
got into a towering passion over it.
They wrote whole columns about it.
They exheu ted the English language
in abusing it. They ridiculed the com
mittee that permitted it to be hu ig.
They had squibs and gibes about it, Lut
every time they spoke of it they men
tioned Frank Millet. II suddenly be
came tho best known artist in town.
Somebody, because of the stir that it
had made, bought the picture at a good
pric., and removed it to the seclusion
of his own homo. When ths next exhi
bition came off Frank had another pic
ture ready, one of a very diff .-rent sort,
and very good, lut no better than
others which had been exhibited be
fore. The critics had much to say
about it, and "noted with p'easuro tho
marked improvement" that Mr. Millet
had made, "an evidence," as thy mod
estly put it, "of tho v.ilue qf criticism,
even though severe, to a yoirig arti.t."
And a majo:ity of them nt-ver saw that
Frank had simply compelled their at
tention by a clever trick. Boston
Money in a City's Garbage.
"New York City drawi an income of
$18,200 per annum from the utilization
of the city garbage," said Jacob Dea
bold, Deputy Commissioner of Street
Cleaning, to a Mail and Express young
man. Ho added that Chester M. Smith
pay3 the department $350 weekly for
the privilege of "trimming" the city
ash and garbage scow. His "trim
mers" glean bottles, lones, rags and the
like from the mass of ashes and gar
bage. The labor for trimming the scows 3
fur. ihed by tho contractor, which is a
saving to tho department of at least
$ 300 per week. The prcse.-.t contractor,
who has only recently h: dthe privilege,
proposes to make innovations on the old
hand methods, and with the aid of ma
chinery to clean and wash in hot water
and disinfect the products. At the foot
ofEist S.venteenth street he, with a
number f associates, has been engaged
for six years, at an expenditure of $100,
000, in pcrficting a "separator" and
"crematory," in the former of which
ingenious machinery separates the
mixed refuse into its component parts
of clean ashes, useful for filling behind
lu khiads; coal and cinder, tonato
cans, bottle?, bones, rags and garbage,
which last composes about one-half of
the mass. It is automatically conveyed
to the "crematory," whero it is de
stroyed by fire and the noxious gases
The Echo Maker.
The popular Science Monthly de
scribes a curious and ingenious device
called "The Etho Maker" to bj used on
ships at sea. A fining funnel is screwed
to the muzzle of a rifle. When a sup
posed ol staclc is near the vessel, tho
rifle is fired in its dircc:ior, and if the
obstacle is there the beam of sound pro
jected through the funnel stiikes tho
obstacle and rclounds, and as the echo
is more or less perfect in proportion as
the obstr.c'c is more or less parallel to
the ship from which the gun is fired,
and as it is near or remote, the position
of tho obitae'e may be inferred. The
inventor claims thit a sharp sound pro
jected at or nearly at an object, and
n ly when so, directed, wi Tin every ca?o .
return some of the sou id sent, so that, I
theoretically, there will always be an I
echo, and the difference in the time be-
tween tho sound sent acd tho echo, 1
will indicate the rcrr.oUnc-'S of
.lic object. Th Naval B or J tried the '
echo maker and lound that a return -sound
could be heard from the side of a
fort half a milo away; from passing
; tc i mers a quarter of a mile off if broad
side t"o; irom bluffs and sails of vessels
at jibcut the same distance, and from
! sP"r buoy 300 Jards waj.
Take a Lesson from the Farmer.
There's a lesson in the saying of a farmer in
"'hat of other things in life, as well, might
answer for a test.
Shall I givo the lesson to you ? Will you heed
its teachings? Well,
Listen to me but a moment and the story I
We were out among the milch cows, speak
ing of the best ones there,
When the fai mer of my first choice said,
w.th patronizing air:
"Sne's as plump as any pigeon, and her coat's f
as soft as silk,
But tbe slickest looking heifer ain't the one
that gives the milk. "
Oft 'neath clumsy outward bearing beats a
heart both true and brave,
And the smooth and winning manners may
conceal the vilest fcnave.
So the lean horse does the pulling and is not
afraid of work,
While the fat and lazy pony is contriving
bow to shirk.
Would yiub .cka city dandy to engage in
Or tho one whose hands are smoothest for
the heavy work of life?
Choose ilia homely for your milch cow and
we'd then, sir, by your leave,
Send the short-horn to the butcher, she will
make him splendid beef.
Take a lesson from the farmer, with his
sturdy common sense,
Who, unlike the politician, never sits astride
Watch the smoothest talking fellow, he may
prove the biggest bilk ;
Know "the slickest looking heifer ain't the
one that gives the milk."
Matt W. Anderson in the Mercury.
Small comfort A baby.
A fascinating tail Tho peacock's.
Sighs for lost beauty aro vain regrets.
An astonished country Consterna
tion. When a man has but ono match it
Hogs do not marry, but they aro often
Tho latest from Shanghai Cock-a-doodle-doo!
The man of brass is always ready to
show his mettle.
The sign "No Loafing" seems out of
place in a bakery.
"I may bo a slave, but there's noth
ing of the surf about me," said the Mill
Washington has a summer home fox
cats. It is said to bo surrounded by a
It is tru3 that when a man bows to a
lady and sho ignores the greeting, he
becomes a left bower.
Smith Whnl! moving again, Jones?
Jones (gloomily) Yes. "Had a fire ia
the house?'' "No; a fire out of tho
Dead teats may learn a lesson from
the fly. It never thinks of taking your
sugar ai d things without "settling on
the spot" for them.
Western Judge (to prisoner who was
arrested in tho gutter) Your re (hie)
drunk yet, m' fr'cn'. Prisoner No,
sir, (hie), sober as a judge.
A Dr. Zachaiic c'aimsto have cut 15,
000 corns from soldiers' feet during tho
war, and now he wants the Government
to pay him $45,000 for it. Pretty costly
corn crop, that for our Uncle Samuel.
The day will come ia this country
when tho man who carries a cane under
his arm and the man who carries an
umbrella on his shoulder will be taken
out and hit with a squash, and hit hard
enough to kill. Then the woman with
the bai y cart want to look out.
Chinese Gamblers in San Francisco
The Chinese, writes a correspondent
of the New York Star from San Fran
cisco, arc inveterato gamblers. Their
domino games, three or four to a block,
may bo noticod on every street of tho
gambling quarter thoyhivo converted
from a clean Caucasian dwelling dis
trict to a city as distinct from Aryan
Sin Francisco and as exclusively
Chinese as Pckin.
Domino games are, however, the most
innocent of the diversions of the
heathen. In tho Chinese district there
are probably two hundred lottery places,
agencies of the eight or tea diff .-rent
Chinese lottery companies that operate
ia Sin Francisco. There are also
dozens of tan games in the district, but
these are conducted with much moro
secrecy than tho lottery game .
Fifteen or twenty years ago tho
Chinese lottery places were run as
secretly as counterfeit money mills, and
no white man could get inside of one
unless he was veryloso to some influ
ential Chinese boss. Now the round of
the lottery places is part of the trip of
every tourist who visits San Francisco's
A Chain of Events.
List year out in Iowa a mad dog bit a
steer, which in turn bit a pony, which
tried its teeth upon a bull, which, upon
going mad, chewed up fence rails as
though they were hay, and wound up by
biting and goring his owner. So far the
man has escaped rabie?, but his neigh
bors have raised a purse to send him to
Pasteur for treatment, and he is now,
on his way in charge of a local phy
sician. Chicago Times.