North Carolina Newspapers

VOLUME XIII. Rep- i.jr and Post. rUBLIIMBD WEEKLY AT DANBURY, N. C. PEPPER ft 80N3, Pul"- 4 1 Prop# BATE* or WWCWWO* i Cm Year, paoable In 75 Mix Month# BATCFL OR AUVKBTIHISUS Ono Square (ten line* or lew«) 1 timO f 1 "Jr%.?h aS.lltloniil liwerllm •» emmets foi longer time or more upaca can t>» SSF3S^-SSsw , =s U &S35S'e«. will b. char,o.1 50,..r cent.higher tuMrWd.lT.I. Dollar. F «r annuiu. PROFESSIONAL (\llt» s - ROBERT D. GILMELI, Attorney and Counsellor, MT. AMY, N. C. Practices In tlia courts of Surry, Stokes. Yadkia and Alleghany. IK. F. CARTER, -1*& IT • MT. AIRY, SURHY CO., N. c Practices where**.' bis services are wanted V. L. HAYMORE, ATTORNEY-AT LAW Mt Airy N. C- Special attention given to llio collection ol claims. 15. F. KING, WITH .JOHNSON, SUTTON $• CO., J>l*V GOODS. N».« an 12# South Sharp. Street, T. W. JOIIKBON, B M - SL RL ON J. U. K. OBABBB, «>• '• *>HN«»N. ~fT#**, AI.UKKT JOSI'.S. 1 J3ay 2c Joacc r inanufucturors «»t BADDI.F.BT .HARNESS. COU.ARS.TRrNK No. 3MW. Baltimore Htreet, Baltimore, wi. W. A Tucker, H.C.Bmlth, U.S. Sprawl... Tucker, Smith & Co- Manufacturhr. & wholesale Dealer. In liOOTS, SHOES, HATS AM> (A/*>• So. aw Baltimore StieeV, llaioiuore. AU. 11. J. d: 11. K. HKST, WITH Henry Sonneburii V ( "•> WHOLESALE CLOTHIERS. to Aanover St., (batweanUeriuan & Ixmitiarit Stsl BALTIMORE Ml>. B. 80NNEB0BN, B - BMMUNB O.L.OOTTBKLL, A .B.WA I KIN Watkins. Cottrell & Co.. Importer* ami .lubber* ot HAItJ»VAIU,. 1307 Main Street, RICHMOND, VA. Agent* for ralrbank. Slan.lar.l Scale., an Auker Brand Bolting Clotl*. Ulcyhen Putney, L. 11 r r. 11. MII.KS, wiTn STEPHENFUTNE Y$ CO. n'holauUe drill?™ in Boots, Shoes, and Trunks, 1219 Main Street, Bept.S* l-6m. ltK HMOMK f « J. B. ABBOTT, OF N 0., with MINGO, ELLETT ft CRIMP, RICHMOND, VA., ■Wholesale Dealers in BOOTB, SIIOES, TRUNKS, &C. Prompt atlsntion paid to orders, and satis faction gauranleed. p&-- fir/mia Slalt Prison Good, a ipma.l) March, 6. ro HOBSBT W. POWIRS. KUOSa l>. TAVLO . H W POWERS & CO., WHOLESALE DRUGGISTS, Dealer? in PAINTS, 011,8, DYF.B, VARNISHES, French BND Amerionn WINDOW UIjAHS, PUTTY, &C SMOKING AND CHKWINO CI G A IIS, TUB ACCO A BPKCIAI/M 1306 Main St., Richmond, Va; AugustfimJU— J. L. C. Bim WITH W. D. KYLE & Co., IEPCRTKRS AND JOBHKIW OF HARDWARE. Cutlery. IRON, NAILS and CARIIIAOE GOODS No. 9 Governor Street, RICHMOND,V A. BMP to u*. A c*ri*ln cure. Not MPCWMJ' tunntliH' treatment In on«- p»«-k «. ««i bf « o.d In lb« Head. HrasUctir. I***o,,t!nv F- .-r, Ac. FlAjr oaata. By all - >»■« r mull E. T. HAZELTINE, \\UII*N. Fa. miVMIU U 11«WIII I. S3 BiaiOeofhH/mp. F? P§ I w'lDttaa Botdby d rung hta ji| BURSCRIHF FOll Your County Paper, -iThe Reporter and Post,-- UK THK PEOPLE! FOB TUF. PF.OILK! OF THE PF.OPLK! Full Till' PI OPLE ! OF THE PFOI»L* ' I OB TMIA PKOIM.E * OK THE ll.uri.-i H .. TRi? i'FOI'LE I ONLY $1.50 A YEAR! SUBSCRIBE KOW It is your duty to aid your county paper. v\o propose publishing a good ' faintly papbr. and solicit Irotii our I and from the Demncra'ie party in Stokes and ailj ming oouutiet a li beral support. Make up clubs for us. NJW J,O to work, ami aid tin enterprise ! devoted to your best iutcio»t.s. • llead the following NOTICES OF THK I'RESS : The KKI'WHTI.H AND I'UST IN sound in policy and politics, and deserves ,I libe- : ral support. — Reit/ttoille Weekly. The Pan bury UEFURTER AM) I'OST 1 btgii.a ito thiiUciitb yea:. It is .. ir 'i paper and dt-.srrves tt. live long and live j well.— Dni/;/ Workman. Tho llasibury KTPOUTER AND POST! eelebtates its twulttii anniversary, aud with pardonable pride refers to its suc cess, which it deserves.— ,\ews ami Ob server. The Danbury REPORTER AND POST is twelve years old. It is a good paper aud should bu well patronized by the people of Stokes. It eertuioly deserves it.- Snhm l'ress. For twelve long years the Danbury REPORTER AND POST has boen roughing it, and still manages to ride the waves of the journalistic sea. We hope that it wi',l have plain sailing after awhile. Lexington Ltispilch. The l»anbury REPORTER AND POST has just passed its llith anniversary aud under the efficient management of broth er l'uggins cannot fail to increase in j popularity with the people of BSokes aud adjoining counties. Wins/on Sentinel The editorials on political topics are timely and to the point, aud the general make up of every page shows plainly the exercise of much care aud pains-, taking. Long may it live and flourish under tho preseut management. —.Moun- tain Voice. The Danbury REPORTER AND POST has cutered the thirteenth year of it* ex istence, and we congratulate it upon tho prosperity that is manifested through its columns. To us it is more than an ac quaintance, aud we regard it almost as a kiusmau. — Leaksville Gazette. Tho Danbury REPORTER AND POST last week celebrated its twelfth anniver sary. It is a strong and reliable paper editorially, it is a good local and gener al newspaper and LU all respects a credit to its towu and section. It ought to be well patronized. — Statesvilte Landmark. The Daubury REPORTER AND POST has just entered lis 1 lith year. U'E were ono of the crew that launched the RE PORTER, and feel a d:ep interest in its welfare, and hope that she may drift on waid with a clear sky aud a smooth sui faee for as many more yeara. — Canceli News. The Daubury REPORTER AND POST lias celebrated its 12th anniversary. The paper is sound iu policy and politics, aud deserves the hearty support of the people of Stokes. it is au excellent i weekly aud we hope to see it flourish in tho future »s never bctoro. — H ins/on Leader. The Danbury REPORTER AND POST cauie out last week with a long editorial, entitled, "Our Twelth Anniversary" aud reviews its past histoiy in a very entertaining way. Go on l!ro, Pepper in your good work; you get up one of if not the best country paper iu North Carolina.— Kernersvi/le A'ews. That valued exchange, published in Danbury, TN. 0., tho REPORTER AND POST, has entered upon its 12th anni versary. Long may it lire to call the attention of tho outside world to a coun ty which is as rich, we suppose, in MM- : crals as any in tho Stato of North Car olina, and to battlo for ccrrcct pcliticvl measures. - Danviltt Times. "NC.>TIIIN(* SIJCCIiEDS !.UiS: srcciiss." DANBUItY, N. C„ THURSDAY, MAY 21, 1885. Jewels. "It's very lonesoit, • '•■-'ro !" sighed Isabel Darling. And to ous who had been brought up in tho very heart ot busy, bustliug New York, it '.night well have seemed "lone some" it? that solitary ravino ot the hills, with only the sigh of moaning pines overhead and tho rustle of a mountain stream, as it fled foaming over rock aud bowlder, to people the weird silence! Grandmother Kesley had lived there all her life. To her there was compan ionship in every stately tree and shud deriug clump of bushes. The sound of wind shrieking down tho liugo stone chimney was sweeter, in her car, thon Nilssou's olonrest uotos—the CK.tku g of the shutters at night was tho voice of some gossipping companion ! How > could Grandmother Kesley, at seventy, and lfabei failing at seventeen, he ex- J pectcd to view life from the same plat- j form ? "Lonesome !"' echoed old .Mrs. Kes- ( ley. "Oh, fiddlesticks! Get your knitting, and then you won't he 1 no- . souio !" "And, reluctantly enough, Isabel | obeyed." Nightfall had long descended upon • the solitary homestead among the liil's. Here and there a star glimmered j through the ragged no 1; of clouds that were scudding from the northwest, aud ] the wii d was holding high eainival S among' the tree-tops, in the glen below. L.Mrs. I\i Iscy sat before tho tire—with -iich a gt'iteroui heap of burning logs is that no nixili: ry candles were lteed | ed—and her queer, brown, wrinkled face looked like that of a 1 airy God mother in ani lily shine. Isabel sat i opposite, her soft brown eyes mirroring liie bla." as it flashod and flickerud, Iter dttrk hair shining ikj bauds of satin. Isabel Darling was very pretty— • pretty, in sooth, that her thrifty parents, | win had five other feminine "darlings" i ilo dispose of, considered that her rose- | | bud face ought to buy her n fortune,' ' and indignantly bundled her off to | | Grandmother Kesley ',, among thu Adi- J | ronditck hills, when the Gist poupcon | I leaked out of n lover who had no more ! money than he himself could earn, at. his artist craft of wood engraving. j "Our Isabel, to throw herself away ; on Fred Hensley cried Mr. Darling. "Aud with her face, and the education we've given her !" "Of course it's quite out of the question said Mrs. Darling, who had just such keen eyes and wrinkled brows i as her mothor might have had twenty- ' live' years before—a worthy descen dant of tho line of Kesleys. "We must send her to Grandmother Kesley's at once." Grandmother Kesley had written back a favorable response to the letter of inquiry that was at once dispatched upon the subject. "Let her come," eaid Grandmother j Kesley, with a very sputtering quill pen on paper that was fashionable half u cen tury ago. "You needn't worry yoarself ? about her lover. Lovers am't in my ! line, and this Hensley chap may have \ her, if onco h" finds his way inside my doors, and welcome!" And it was in answer to this trumpet of defiance that poor Isabel Darling was now wearing her heart cut, in (ho solitudo of these wild, northern hills ! Grandmother Kesley was kind-heart ed, too, in her way. She had done her best to enliven tho pining prisoner— and brought down a packs t'A musty old novels, "Clarissa Harlow," 'Char lotte Temple," '-Alonso and Melissa," i and tho like—furnished Isabel with ' materials to work a sampler exactly like that which hung framed above the "best room'' mantel, a memorial of her own school-days, and eveu undertaken to show her how to spin ! Could any j mortal, however unreasonable, ask inor ' Yet, with this, Isabel Dai ling still J drooped!" To-night Grandmother Kesley had a i new entertainment, provided. Sho liatt ' soon Isabel covertly crying once or iwioe in the eourso of the day, and ber heart i grew soft within her. "Isabel," said she, as they sattote-a tete in the twilight, "1 never showed • you my box of jewels 1" "No, grandmother," said Isabel, list lessly "Would you like to sco 'cm ?" .: j "Yes, grandmother," still without j anything of interest iu the tones. Grandmother Kesley went to a curi ! ously clamped old hair trunk that al- j | ways stood uudir the head of bci bed, i hidden by tho volumnious full of tho patchwork quilt, and with a great rat tling ~f rusty keys, drew firth a small square box, of some aromatic smelling wood. Isabel's eyes opened in spite of her self, as the old lady belt up a glittering string of annoitn' Deads. "I had them when I war a girl o' fourteen," said she, bobbin ; her be eapped lend. Father—tout's your great-grandfather Ke.-l jy, child—give them to luo when I finished my first set o' shirts for him. And here is a lot o' amethysts iny Uncle Poundritigi- brought from sea —there was a Spanish ship wiccked on the shouts where Ui chanced to bo coastin,' and them was mitotig the things oast up." The ( ur; 1 • Bton»s, strange old fashioned filagree J wroughc j gold, winked and glinunoied oddly iu I tho firelight, as Grandmother Kesley ' elevated them ill her slii'tny fingers. •'And this'ero is u gold watch anil i chain Squire Selli Duplex left your | Grandfather Kesley, when he died. I Your grandfather and he wan great | friends, Isabel, and the squire was al j ways a great hands to do things liberal. IJut John Kesley never carried tho I watch ho always laid it was too fine j for hiiu and ho stuck to his silver one. And hero's jour Unci Laioeoh's snuff- I box—and your Aunt Sylvy's \ ed ling ring—poor child, sit" died before '.e hud boon married a year, and tho e uae ear-drops sho used to wear' it's u pretty good box full of crinkuiu-crank uuif-, aiut it. child '•Oil they are beautiful!" assented Isabel, rotis-d to enthusiasm at l ist. '•And 1 don't mind sa)ing, lstbel, they shall bo yours, ono of these days, : if—mercy upon us—what's tho matter with the child ?" F.-r Isabt I hail sprang from her s 'at like a frightened hare from its !■ iu. "A face, grandmother—a pal", rigil fae , looking in at the wiadow'thi ough | the darkness without, "Oh, pshaw!" cried Mrs. Kesley. "there aiu't a soul lives within two I miles of us. Who ou carlh should be | loekin' iu at my winder "I don't kV.r„,' i fj.. >t l ; "ttlit I diil see a face." Mrs. Kesley opened the door and looked up and down. "1 told you sol" she nodded triuni- I phaatly, closing and bolting the door. "Not a creetur to bo seen, not so much us a stray dog. It's your laney, Isa bel I" And not all her grand-daughter's I protestations eouid convince the a.ieicnt I dame to the contrary. liut about half au hour afterward, just as Mis. Kesley was spreading the found cherry table with a cloth of home-spun daiuask, ttvo-tuied forks | and plates of some foreign ware, curi ously decorated with unlikenesse* of | birds, bees and insects, a knock came to i the door, uud Isabel s'arteJ again, al j most as nervously as before. It was beginning to snow softly, as Mrs. Kesley opened the door, and the | crooked little finger that stood there was powdered over with the white drift I —an old wouiau wearing a crumpled black bonnet, and an ancient brown | cloak with a double cape deceudiug be | low her elbows. "Who bo you?" ourtly questioned Grandmother Ke.ley, "and what do you want disturning honest folks at this time o'night /" "I'm Louisy Ann Paddock," was the humble and conciliating reply, and I started to walk from 'llolly lord to stay 1 a spell with Mrs Squire Johnson below here- -she and my mother were 6rst coHiins you know—and somehow I got beialed, so I calculated you'd keep me ! all night cn a pinch !'' "Iluniphgrunted grandmother, Kesley, "1 ain't acquainted with Mrs.; Johnson, but I've heard she was u : 1 dreadful likely woman I Well, walk ! in." Mrs. Paddock—it's au ugiy night to ho i»t in, and although wo ain't no great hands for company, I guess you | can put up with our ways! Won't you ; lay off your things "Thankee"' said the now corner, in a regular New England twang. "I'll j take ofr my cloak, but if it's >iil tho same to you, I'd rather set with my hood on— I'm dreadfully subject toucu ralog} iu the face !" And all they oould see of Louisa Ann Paddock's face *as tho startling bright j eyes that were veiled beneath a screen of a pair of spectacles. "She's a queer looking old creature, ; ain't she f'said Mrs, Kes.'ity in a whis per, as Isabel helped her ladel up a dishful of delicious, limpid, "apple | sauce" from a stone jar of the sauie, t'.at always stqod on the second pantry shelf. Rut Isabel did not answer—she was watching the half open door. "I suppose I'm fanciful," thought she—"a* least grandmother always says so ; but I do thiuk the face is just the ' same that was flattened against the window when she was showing uie tho box of old fashioned jewelry. 1 wish we hadn't let her in. I wish there was a man about tho house. I wish—" "Dear heart alive, Isabel, what on ' cm ill bo you tloin' •" scolded Grand mother Kesley -"bolditi' the dish so that all the sirup's ruutiiu out P J And Isabel with a blush ami a start, was forced to own her absent-minded liCSS. | There own utter helplessness, their | isolation and distauco from aid—tho iich old j swell in tho wooden casket and llio pallid frioo a, the window, van | ished almost instantly us it appeared these combined with one or two discrc- j nancies iu the Cjnduct aud appearance of their uninvited guest, filled Isabel j Ruling's heart with vague alarm, l'eo- | pie had been ruthlessly murdered before : I uow, for treasures loss valuable than those, and hail an opportun.ty prciuut . od itself, she would have takcu counsel with her graiidmoihur ou the subject. | , liut even as sue pondered the new coiu ' or rose to get a drink of water from the stono pitcher on the table. One or two long, vigorous strides, and then oatch ; ing a gli.npse of Isabel's sturilcil face, tie soidisunt Louisa Ann sub-,il d once more into tho balling step of old age. ; liut one instance of forgolfulness had been sufficient to confirm the young | ; girl's already aron'ed suspicions. "I was right," thought Isabel, her heart beating v.ildly. "I was right ! j she is uo woman, but a man in disduiso. ! 1 And Graiidiii it!. ;r iv-flv never su.-] ;cts' ' Oh, what, what shall i do ?" i At that iin,on ni Mrs. Kelly rose, and 1 J tal ii.g the shining brass caudl Mick, bu j slowly to ciiiiib tlio stairway loai 1 led to the little atlic of the oucstory dwelling. "For I s'poso," she thought, "tho poor tired crcetur'll be glad to get to bod, and I may as well sec if the cot in j '.uo' aort'o chatuUi L „!!> r'.gl.t, .v>th j I blankets enough to keep off one's death J of cold." Itiabol had liscn instantly to follow 1 her, with ono forward stiido "Louisa ! Auu Paddock" closed the door at tho foot of tho slairs and drew the bolt. | "Stay where you ore!" uttered alow voice in unmistakably masculihe ao- j cents. Isabel uttered a wild scream. "Help!" she shrieked involuntarily uttering the wutchwood although sho know uo human cai was nigh to res pond. 'Help! for heaven's sake dj not murder us, two helpless, lonely wom en !" "Isabel !" In an instant tho brown cloak and ! hood lay in a lump on the floor, and sho j was clasped in a pair of arms as strong ! as they w re tender. And through the cannonade of knocking aud rattling at the stairway door, kept up by Giand niotber Kesley, who bad been alarmed ed by ber graud-daughler's scream, Is abel could only grasp out the half au dible syllables: "Oh, Fred! Fred Hensley! how j could frighten mo so '" "Open the door, some one!" squeak ed Mrs. Kesley. "Minder' Thieves! Pre! Rrobory ' Lot mo in I Suy !" Grandmother don't be frightened:" cried Isabel, tremulously; "it's only Fred I" j "And," added the star.ger, blandly,; | "Fied will bo very happy to aabolt tho | door at any moment you are willing to I satisfy your agreement!" j "\\ bat agreementdemanded Mrs. i Kesley. j "That if ouce I found my way inside 1 your doot I uiigbt have Isabel aud wel- J conio t" "I never said so!" cried the old la-, Jy- ' j j "liut you wrote so," said Fred, onluily, "and 1 have it dowu in black and white!" | Grandmother Kesley made no attempt to deny licl own "hand-ofwrite," but I changed her tactics with laudable promp , titu.lti •'lsabel, are you going to keep me here in the cold all night? Why don't you open the door ?" "1 can't grandmother! faltered Isa bel, her olioeks radiant with blushes, j "Fred won't let mo !" (But then she didn't try very hard') I *'l tell you what, ma'am,'' said Mr. Hensley politely, "I shall bo delighted | to release you at any moment you say ' 'Yea' to uiy suit fur Isabel!" | There was a moment's meditative sil ence, and then Grand.not'ier Kesley, | sensible to tho last, uttered tho fateful monusy liable! j "Yes!" And when she immerged from hor I state of seige on the stairway, tho only ' I observation she hazarded was: "Young folks will be young folks— | ' and there ain't no use fightin' j'gainst ' Fate!" "Aud I thought you were a robber !" said Isabel looking wilh timid happiness into her lover's eyes, "come to steal ; Grandmother Kesloy's jewels!" "So I air.!" said Fred, smiling. "And I have stolon tho wry brighest i of them all!" | When 1« rede rick Hensley went away, a fortnight atiorwaril, he took Isabel Darling with liiiu as bis bride, and ! Grandmother Kesloy's welding present was the WDodou box of uutiijuc trousur- | | es, gold beads, amethyst «ieckh«jo and i 'all. Ztb ? mini's Ijiipiur | 'ike Ashcvillc Citizeu, who is ever on llio alert to gather all tho lutebt news, comes to us to-day wilh the follow I ing : From an exchange we take the fol lowing (lo us uow anecdote of Senator \ anco: \\ lion Senator /, 'b \ anco was a boy lib father kept a ta\crn ut Martha;!, | I now a town on tho French llroad. One I ' lay several K juluekiaus j a-scd through I ou horseback, an'l seeing 7, b out in the j toad, usked him it there was tiny fiance | io get some liquor. Z b studied a few . minutes uud then replied . "My luoth ii r has tho only liquor to bo had that 1 , know of, and if I gut it fur you I'll have ;to be powerful sly." They gave lain « green quart bottle and rode on to a I urn i iu tho road, and presently Zob eaiiic panting with the bottle full aud lmuded I jit to the travelers with the remark: •'Don tdriud a drop of it till \ m get clean outon sight, for my mother would tan me good if sho found out that I had stolen her liquor.' They gave him a quarter ud started off at a brisk gait. I W hen out of sight one of tbeui pulled j uut the bottle and took a powerful swig ' !at it, but as soon as he took the bottle j j from his mouth ho spit out a mouthful, j I and ejaculated with a great Kentucky I horse-Uader oath : "Sold boys, sold I | ; That rascal boy has filled this botilo i with pot liquor !" Looking back down the road they saw Zeb, who had follow : ed them, and there ho was, laughing lit ito kill himself. Those who had not | drank out of the bottle joined iu the laugh, but the fewliow who paid lor it | and drank liberally of the "liquor" was mads a fury, and swore vengeance [ against Zeb if ever he passed that way j again. I'alilc ol tlx. l'o\ iinii fVeud ctitcck. A WoodcLuck who had, a great la bor and many Buck-Aches, managed | i to excavate u liolo for Himself iu a 1 Hillside, was rcstiiv and congratulating Himself when along came a Fox, who sai 1 : "Ah—uni! Just fits ine ! Ivobccn hiking for just such a Deu the last : three months." "You don't mean to Steal my Home away ?" q'iri.d the WoodcLuck. "Might makes Right in this Blizzard country, and don't you Forget it! Take yourself oil', or I'll make you 1 sad I" 1 The Fox took poscssion, and the j i Woodchtiek withdrew, but the next morning lie passed that way to find the j j Fox fast in a trap at the mouth of the Den. Some bnys had Bailed for Woodchuck and caught » Fox. As I they appeared on the scene Roynard j called out - "I a;n but a poor Fox, while you are | Learned and Intelligent Human Beings. You have no right to Sacrifice mo in , j this manner!" "Ah ! Yes, but this is a Question lof Might instead of riyiit I" was the lOply, us lie was knocked on the Head. "Moral : "It ceases lo be funuy when Both Sides begin to play theSauio Giuue.— Detroit Free Press. A philosopher writes, '-Man is tho merriest species of tho creation." Did ! the philosopher ever see a man when it was first broken to him that he was the i father of twins ? We trow notr—New Y'oik Graphic. A widow in India burns herself j ! for her husband, lu America she luar- j rics another and gives him a roast- | j >"g- 1 NO. 48 SMtLL nri'us. Bad habits—W nrn out garments. A railroad strike—A collision. A roller skater is known by bis bumps. • Sallie Ratus is the gill that takes the biscuit. The wife's pathway iu life is general ly a buy way. When a stovepipe is out at the elbow the soot beging to play out. Sleep :—The thief that robs us of our time, giving u» health in cxcuango. Would it be just to say that all phy sicians partially got thcr liviug by pill age ? In Dcmnarl the rooms* in the hotel are all bald-headed—that is, they have I uo locks. The longest legitimate word iu ibe . lOiigliiud language is disproportiouable tless. , Custom compels tin Icelander in Ins native iu.il iud to kiss ovcry woman ho meets. A. violin played neai a floek of geeso will start them into a grand march about e a circle A man grows in statute up to his fif tieth year, although the _growth is vey slow after twenty. According to the doctrine of the sui— wval of the fittest, the lust man will j undoubtedly bu a tailor. O. i u a colli shoulder pleases tho re cipient, t j •cially it' it happens to bo a cold shoulder of lamb. The empress of Australia has a pri vate circus. Many American ladies I ITtllll to, OU lodge nigl tl. A poetess sings, "I Have Found \V hat Silence is." Her friends, it is understood, are not so fortunate. Sunt people pa s through various vicissitudes in life without losing a hair. Probably because they were bald headed. "More light" u; the watchword of ) progress, but more of the opposite 1 quality in a load of coal is what the j people are beginning to demand. "\\ hat is the 'dollar of our daddies?' " | asked a college paper. It is what tho ' nonce undergraduate pays his wagers and auti temperance subscriptions with. 'What One Girl Did" is the title of a new story. She doubtless did tho same as all others girls do—jump up on a tabic mid frightened a poor littlo mouse to death. In tne time of Herodotus (4408. C.) chickens were hatched artificially, in underground ovons, which contained six thousand eggs. So you can hardly claim this as a lankce invention uftcr all. Turkey took its name from the turks |or 1 urc mi oils, which signifies wander er;, and originally belonged to the Scyt- I hians or Tartars. It is sometimes eall id the Ottoman Empire, from Othemau, j one of their principal leaders. A very large proportion of the suffer ing thut inflicts mankind proceeds from tbe simple fouling of discouragement, iicsido the IIIISI rv which it inflicts, there i> tl,■■ palsying effect which it exert., on ill human i (Tort. As long as hope reigns in ihelieirt, our exertion seems I too great , it is when hope sinks away j and de pondency takes its place that labor of head or hand languishes. Ho Nai Ins- Look most to your spending. No ' matter what comes in, if more goes out, j you will always be poor. The art is ' not in making money, but in keeping- it. Little expenses, like mice in a barn : when they am uiany, make great waste, j Hair by hair, heads gets bald : straw by straw, the thatch goes off'the roof, and drop by drop, tho rain comes into the | chamber. A barrel is s»ou empty if tho unk leaks but a drop a. minute. In all tilings keep within compass. Never j stretch your legs further than tho bhn kets will reach, or you will soon be cold. 11l clothc.i chooro suitable and lastii g stuff, and not tawdry Queries. To bo warm is the main thing, ncvor mind tho j looks. A fool may make money, but it needs a wise man to spend it. Rcmoin | ber it is easier to build two cliimacys I than to keep one going. If you give all to back and board, nothing is left for the savings bank. Fare hard and work ; hard when you arc young, and you have i a chance to rest when old.