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A Vision.
A lovely being aweet and fair,
Lips parted sh iu blessing.
A bright'ning halo round her hair,
Ilaudu outHtretched for careening.
And bight by 'night' her glad wise eyes
Forenhiue their nearer glory,
"With glimjme and gleam of paradise,
And grand prophetic story.
Iiut morn by morn I wake to find
The old uiilifted serrow,
And just an far away, the kind
Dear vision, called to-morrow.
" Yes.
' "a i -M
. A wide cooK-kitciien, alter the airy
fashion of New England, with the breath
fj grape blossoms coming in at the open
windows, and a glistening tin par on the
table full of dewy,' scarlet strawberries
waiting to be hulled' this is our' scene,
and our dramatia pernome consist of
Sirs. Perkins, whoso drowsily-clicking
knitting-needles keep time to the purr
of the overgrown JIaltese .cajt, and a
pretty young girl, with rather a flushed
face, who had just entered from a door
leading to the hall.
"Well," said Mrs. Ferkins, looking
U) witu that menabiy-wise expression
which li imparted to the human counte
nance by round silver spectacles perched
obliquely on the bridge of the nose, "he
ain't asleep, is ho V
he ir-tj' j was the answer.
y be Uiunkod lor that at least,
said Mrs. IVrkins, apparently impaling
herself on a long knitting-needle, which,
however, entered harmlessly into the
horn sheath that she wore at her side,
encased in a scalloped red flannel
" There shall be live minutes of peace at
least. . You are tired, ain't you, Dorah?"
" lea. sanl Theodora White, - 1 am
rather tired." ..
But her languid voice spoke plainly
that the more accurate phrase would
have been "very tired."
Theodora Whita was a slender, soft
eyed girl of eighteen, with a complexion
of pearly clearness, and a rose apieco on
h'-r cheeks a girl with a dimple on her.
m c hin, ami a pretty, pleading way of look
ing at you when.jihe spoke. She sat
, down beside the window, where the
' mignonette-scented grape blossoms were
swavinsr' in the summer, air, and leaned
i' her forehead against the casement.
Mrs. IVrkins eyed her with an owl-like
glance of sympathy.
, " It's a shame, so it is," Baid Mrs.
Perkins, emphatically. "A man hasn't
no business to be-so tryin'; no, not if
ho Vas sick forty times over Scold,
snap, snarl, this ain't right at all, and
t'other, thing is wrong I That's the way
he keep it up. I'd as soon wait on the
old boy' himself."
Theodora smiled faintly, and arched
, her eyebrows.
" Why, Mrs. Perkins, you don't mean
to compare my, Uncle Joseph with so
obnoxious a person as you allude to ?"
she said, demurely. j
"Well," said Mrs. Perkins, reflective
ly, "they nin't so unlike after all. I
do declare sometimes when he gets in
his tantrums, I've two minds and a half
to give him a khhI shakin. There ain't
ii(i sense in a man's bein' so unreason
able. You can't please him no way you
can fix it."
"We can at least try, Mm Perkins."
"Yes, and tliat 's jest what Is a spilin'
him; He knows very w;ell that if he was
to waift the moon, you'd limit up the
longest step-ladder and try to reach it
down. It al'ays did spile children to let
'em have all they want, and your Uncle
Joseph ain't nothing, but a growed-up
"But I don't let him have all he
wants, Mrs. IVrkins."
"And a pretty kettlo o' fish thero'd
be if you did. Humph!" and the old
housekeeper pounced upon her ball as if
fcho had, for a moment, identified it with
the jHTsonage under discussion.
" It mightn't be such a bad idea," said
Theodora, after '-a moment's thoughtful
"lie you crazy ?" demanded Mrs. Per
kins, tartly.
"Hush!" Theodora started from her
seat with uplifted finger. " He's awake
he wants me."
And she was crone, swift, noiseless
as a white-winged' dove, before Mrs.
volunteer to ero in her
"Are you?"
' ' Pulse higher skin hot face flushed ;
of course I'm worse. The confounded
hot room is enough to throw one into a
fever ; open every door and window
quick!" ;
Without an instant's hesitation Theo
dora unbarred the blinds, and threw open
four large windows and two doors. The
light from the western sky streamed like
a flood of fiery radiance in the room ;
the draft, whirling through, caught
newspapers, fluttered the leaves of books,
and even upset Uncle Joseph's pet bot
tle of medicine.
" O-w-w-w I" roared the sick man with
vehemence, that proved his lungs at
least, to be free-from disease; "do you
want to blind meto blow me away i"
"You told mo to do it,' Uncle Jo
seph." '
" Shut the windows quick draw the
curtains," groaned Uncle Joseph.
" Who's that battering down the door?"
" It's only a very gentle knocking,
uncle." I
" Then I'm nervous. "Go and see."
Presently Theodora returned.
" It's Major Crowfoot, uncle; he sends
his compliments, and wishes to learn
how you are." -
" Tell him to go to the deuce."
"Yes, uncle." ' - 1
'"Well," said Uncle Joseph, as his
niece returned to nis oeasicie alter a
momentary ; absence, " what did he
say ?" , I '' '
"He seemed very much offended,
Offended ! at what, pray ?" demand
ed Uncle Joseph.
"I suppose at being told to go to the
deuce !" answered Theodora, quietly.
" Girl," ejaculated the invalid, raising
himself half way upon his elbow, "you
didn't tell him to go to the deuce I"
Joseph White fell back,-flat and mo
tionless, among his pillows.
" Theodora you're a fool !" .
"I'm very? sorry, uncle," said Theo
dora, beginning to whimper.
Uncle Joseph stared at her in surprise.
Could it be possible that the dreary days
and weeks of her steadfast attendance
had weakened her intellect and turned
her brain?"
' Give me my water-gruel," he said,
briefly,- after a few moments' pondering
oyer the unwelcome possibility.
j Theodora brought in a neat little china
(bowl, with a silver spoon lying on the
m l-i -l I-' 1.1- l. H I-.-. L
snowy, ioiaeu napkin mat it on
the tray. -
Uncle Joseph took one taste, and threw
down the spoon with a petulent sound
not unlike a bark. .
"Trash! trash! Insipid as dish
water. Throw it to the pigs !"
Theodora took up the bowl and started
obediently for the door.
"Here, here!" roared Uncle Joseph. P
" Where are you going to ?"
"To the pig-pen, uncle."
' Ara xr-m rrn7V rrirl 1 T'llO nrpnftl's
well enough, only Mrs. Perkins forgot 1
the nutmeg." .
' But, uncle, " said Tli eodora, tasting
daintily of the contents of the bowl, " it's
insipid as dish-water."
"Will you allow; me to have an opinion
of my own?" snarled Uncle Joseph.
" It's very good, if that old crone down
stairs wUl add the nutmeg and give it
another Doil. Quick now I'm getting
hungry. A man must eat, even if he's
at death's door."
A minuto afterwards' Mrs. Perkins was
surprised by Theodora's entrance.
on the table at his bedside, "the doctor
said yesterday that he really thought, if
you were to try, you could walk as well
as' anybody."
" The doctor's a fool," said Uncle
Joseph, " and you'may tell him so, with.
my compliments."
"I will, uncle, the next time lie
comes." -
" If you do, 111 disinherit you."
"Very well, uncle."
"Theodora, you'll have to feed me.
This annoyance has weakened ma terri
bly." .
' ' Yes, uncle."
"Stop, stop it's hot you'ro choking
But Theodora kept resolutely on.
"B-t-o-p!" spluttered Uncle Joseph,
Bntter Jlaking in America.
There is not within the whole range
of agriculture bo large a product liable
to so large a per cent, of depreciation as
butter. The amount of the butter crop
of the United States is estimated at
$70,000,000. Of this it may be said one
half might be sold for three cents more
per pound. At the present time scarcely
one firkin in four opens perfectly sweet.
This deterioration arises not from any
real chemical or practical difficulty, but
solely from want of knowledge or want
of care in its manufacture.
Butter is mostly an oil so well fixed
that it is quite unsusceptible of chemical
change. Cream is a peculiar mixture of
this oil and certain watery fluids found
in the milk. Churning consists in so
Early Wetleyan Irratjtrr.
We find the following in the Irish
EvangelUt in reference to the early
Wesleyan minsters: For some years no
stated provision whatever was made for
the preachers. At a later period the
circuits were directed to pay, - if they
could, 3 quarterly for his clothes and
books. Mather was the first who re
ceived an allowance fur his wife it
amounted to four shillings a week. An
additional allowance of twenty shillings
a quarter was made for each child.
When the preacher was at home, eigh
teen pence a day was allowed for his
board; abroad, he lived among the peo
ple. It was no wonder that they should
sometimes be " brought to the last shil
ling." In such a predicament it is re
lated that Samuel Bradburn once wrote
Jill Oil TRIALS.
The Trials and Ierilejrltlrm mf mm
t'mfrtMmtf lVhmm Xame im in
the Jwrr Jljr.
There are jury trials and juror trial.
We can very well understand how "an
unfortunate juror, especially in a capital
case, looks himself over and then glance
at ' the man in the dock, wondering
which is on trial for his life. It some
times requires a great deal of patriotism
to induce a man to run for office. He
knows he will be abused and much
mauled in public, but he consents to
sacrifice himself. As things go, how-
springing nimbly to the other side of the agitating the cream as to cause the but- to Mr. Wesley an account of his suffer-
bed. " What do you mean, Theodora?
Didn't I tell you to stop? I don't be
lieve there's, an inch of skin left on my
"You told me yourself, uncle, that
you don't mean What you say. How
was I to know that this was an excep
tion r
An irate rejoinder trembled on Uncle
Joseph's tongue, when suddenly he
caught sight of a blue column of smoke
wreathing up under his window.
" What's that smoke ?" he ejaculated
"I think it's Mrs. Perkins, sir, put
ting fresh kindlings on the fire."
- "It isn't ! " yelled Uncle Joseph
"The house is on fire !"
Theodora dropped the spoon and
bowl, and rushed out of the room,
shrieking :
" The house is on fire ! help! murder!
The servants below stairs caught up
the cry and echoed it in shrill dismay.
Uncle Joseph listened with bristling
hair and dilated eyes.
" Help ! help !" he bawled, but no
one responded. Louder still he yelled,
but yet in vain.
"Am I to stay in my bed and be
burned to death?" he asked himself,
and scrambled out with an agility that
fairly surprised himself,
The servants were arrayed on the
lawn, staring in all directions to find the
exact location of the fire, when the gar
dener uttered a sliriek :
" If there ain't master, as hasn't left
his bed for years, a-runnin' as if a tiger
was arter him !"
" Where where's the fire?" panted
Uncle Joseph, grazing wildly around
Mrs. Perkins rushed to the front door,
her cap-strings streamings
' "I never saw such a pack of born
idiots in my life," she gasped. "There
ain't no fire only a few pieces of green
wood I put on the kitchen fire. One
would think you'd never seen smoke
v 4
afore, and why, if there ain't master I
"Theodora' said Mr. White, looking
somewhat seepish, " where did you see
"I didn't see it, uncle, but you said
on fire," Theodora made
Perkins could
" Yes." said Mrs. Perkins to herself
" it is a shame. Ho seems to think she'
made of east iron and India-rubber the
old torment!" : .
With this ratherlillogical expression of
her opinion, Mrs. Perkins resumed her
knitting more vigorously than ever,.
Meanwhile Theodora hastened up
stairs into a closely-curtained sick-Toom,
where a querulous old gentleman lay,
tortured with a great deal of hypo,"
and a very little actual illness. But
Undo Joseph White chose to believe
that he was very ill; and who.'pray, was
a better judge of the state of his 'bodily
health than himself ?
. He screwed his face up into the sem
blance of a nut-cracker, as his niece
hurriedly entered the apartment and
came up to his bedside. ' ,
" I'vo.been thumping on the floor till
my arms were ready to drop out of their
. sockets ! " he groaned. ' ' Are you deaf
down stairs? or has old Perkins forgot
ten there's any one in the world but her
self and her snuffbox?" -.
"I am very sorry, iincle," ;
" Actions speak louder than words,"
j snarled Uncle Joseph, ungraciously. 1
'How do you feel now, Uncle Joseph!"
aiked Theodora, soothingly,
Well. "said the housekeeper, "what's
awonting now ?"
A little grated nutmeg in this gruel,
and uncle would like it warmed up once
more." '
What are you smiling about, Dora?"
"IWas I smiling?"
" Your eyes were, if your mouth
wasn't," said Mrs Perkins, keenly.
" Will you be as quick as you can,
Mrs. Perkins?" said Theodora. " He
says he is hungry." (
But when Theodora re-entered her
uncle's room, the invalid had taken an
other tack.
" Why didn't you stay all day ? " he
Indeed, uncle, I hurried all I, could,"
pleaded Theodora. " Here's the gruel
all Smoking." '
ut Uncle Joseph shklc his head.
s too latei.I've lost all my appe
tite," he moaned. U !
" Won't yon have the 'gruel, uncle?"
"No, I won't' " 1
And Uncle Joseph closed his eyes, as
if to signify he was too weak to debate
the .question further.' He waited anxi
ously for Theodora to press the question
further, but she did not, and presently
he opened his eyes the least littje bit in
the world. :
"Theodora?" !
" I'll just try one spoonful of that
gruel before it gets cold."
." Why, uncle, I threw it away."
" Threw my gruel away?" gasped
the sick man, breathlessly.
" You told me you did not want it,
the house was
answer demurely, "and of course I
thought you mjust Know. Please, uncle,
go back to bed again."
" I won't !" said Uncle Joseph,
ering the skirts of hi3 wrapper
him. - :
"But, uncle, you're sick."
" No, I'm not"! "
"Uncle, do you really mean it?"
" Of course I do, Theo !"
And he did mean it. The cure had
been effected ; and Theodora mentally
congratulated herself on the success of
the plan of treatment. And Uncle
ter globules to adhere to each other.
Now, as the principal part of the butter
is not exposed to decay, it becomes a
fair subject of inquiry, What is the
cause of so large a per cent, of butter
losing its sweetness so soon.
Milk being of itself one of the most
perishable of animal products, its de
composition may have gone so far before
the removal of the cream as to contami
nate the fluids of the cream; and if so,
then the butter, when first made, has
already within it putrescent material
which will soon infect the whole. Even
if the cream were entirely sweet, the
milk remaining in the butter will soon
decay, and if not removed will, of
course, deteriorate the butter. The
practical questions, then, are when to
remove the cream and how to free the
butter from the buttermilk. As to the
first, it is desirable to allow the milk to
stand as long as possible in order to
secure all the cream; but in doing this,
there is risk of spoiling the whole. The
real decay of the milk is indicated, not
by its thickening as it sours, but by the
watery effusion following the thickening.
The cream may remain till this thick
ening process is complete, without ex
posure to the butter, but not longer.
The cream should not, for the same rea
son, be kept too long after being re
moved before churning.
The processes of churning and dress-
ing, or wording the putter, are as vari
ous and valuable as there are intelligent
housewives; but in every successful
method there must be one essential the
thorough removal of the buttermilk. To
accomplish this, some recommend two
or three washings of the butter in cold
water till the water, brings away no but
termilk, whilst others rely upon thorough
workings. But whatever methoil is
used, the removal of the buttermilk is a
sine qua non.
As the milk is warm in the process of
churning, the first requisite of the butter
on being removed is to bo cooled. A
small amount of salt may be worked in
with as little stirring as possible, and
then it should be placed where it will
cool rapidly. After a few hours it is work
ed, adding as much salt as may be need
ed to prepare it for market. Care should
be taken that the salt be pure and good.
A little more than an ounce per pound is
sufficient. Five or six hours after, the
butter is to be worked again, the manner
of working being to press with a" ladle or
butter scoop, not to cut it through nor
"spat" it, the most common method and
poorest of all.
For keeping for family use, Btone jars
are unquestionably the best; for packing
ings, and that Mr. Wesley sent the fol
lowing laconic reply, enclosing five
pound notes: Dear Sammy Trust in
the Lord to do good; so shalt thou dwell
in the land, and verily thou shalt be
fed. Yours affectionately, John Wes
ley." Bradburn replied: "lleverend
and Dear Sir I have often been struck
with the beauty of the passage of Scrip
ture quoted in your letter; but I must
confess that I never saw such useful ex
pository notes upon it before. I am,
reverend and dear sir, your obedient and
grateful servant, S. Bradburn." In 1787
Jonathan Crowther and Duncan M'Al
lam were appointed to Inverness. Their
journey to it was adventurous and dan
gerous; their circuit was large and their
allowance next to nothing, for Crowther
received only fifty shillings for the whole
,y ear's labor's. He wrote to Wesley:
"No man is fit for Inverness circuit un
less his flesh be brass, his bones iron,
and his heart harder than a stoic's. If I
were doing good I should be content
(if I had them) to sacrifice seven lives
every year; but to live in misery and to
die in banishment for next to nothing is
afflicting indeed. " When Thomas Tay
lor was iu Glasgow ho frequently desired
his landlady not to provide anything for
dinner, and a little before noon dressed
himself, and walked out till after dinr
ner, and then went home to his hungry
room with a cruel appetite, and confesses
that he never kept so many fast days
either before or since. John Jane died
1750, and Wesley thus notices his
Jeath in his journal: "All his clothes,
linen and woolen stockings, hat and wig,
are not thought sufficient to answer his
funeral expenses, which amount r to 1
17s. 3d. All the money he had was la.
4d. enough for an unmarried preacher
of the Gospel to leave."
a dunoe, he i laughed out of court.
His private affairs are extensively advrr
tincd, and his personal character is m.vl
a concern of wide public interest. Hi
neighbors look on him with ditrat, and
he liccomes an object of pity to himelf.
And yrt, many good people think it
strange that men shirk jury duty when
they can,
Dmbw larmima im Mammmehnmett.
A coroner's jury has been engaged at
Hollistou, Mm., invwtigating chargm
against Nelson and Mary IWignoldn, who
have been engaged in th bimne f
baby farming at that place. An extract .
from the evidenc' will ahow how the
business was conducted : .
Mary Colby, th young woman who
entered the complaint before th authori
ties, testified as follow : Am twenty
years of age; resided with Mrs. Kign
olds; the first child that died waa called
Tommy; he died in November and was
one year old; Mrs. Reignolda gaTe him
a mixture composed of laudanum, cam
phor, and rhubarb, from the effect of
which he slept three days 'and night ;
tried ofUn to wake him but failed ;
Mrs. Ueignolds whipped th child every
day and badly abused him; gave him a
double spoonful of this mixture every
day; th child had not been sick previous
to his death; Mr, lleignolds mid ho
died of the bowel complaint; the next
victim was a child called James, and was
five months old; when he first came ho
cried a good deal and she gave him tho
medicine, after guessing at the quantity;
never saw tho metucin given in ies
doses than a spoon; she often gave two
spoonfuls; sho told me once tliat if wie
gave a drop too much it would have sent
them to another world; little James wan
also whipped; after the death of James
little Maud came in Decemier and lived
four weeks; she was twelve weeks ld
and was sick a week; she was forced to
take the "mixture," and in order to
compel her Mrs. Reijrjioldj held her
nose; she gave this cliild twenty drops;
her lnxly was kept a wek leforu it was
buried; the next child, Agnes Forben,
came in December; she was three w Li
old, and was sick for a week before nh
died; she was given the "mixtu,'
sometimes by her own mother; Fr-te-lina
Pierce, the next victim, was pick
ever, it is by no means pleasant to be
summoned as a juryman, according to
the New York Timet, A man who is
the pillar of a small and interesting
family, and the ornament of a limited
circle of friends, shrivels miserably un
der the hands of the opposing counsel in '
a criminal trial. Good and worthy citi
zen that he is, he is proud to obey the
call of the law and do his duty in the
imperiled cause of morality and good
order. He is disappointed almost out
raged to find that he is considered to
1k3 criminally guilty for not having an
opinion, lie has ueara tne case uuaeu
of, and when Smith killed Nokes he read
alxmt it in the papers. But, being a
fair-minded man, he thought he would
wait until the case was triad in the
courts lefore forming an opinion as to
Smith's guilt or innocence. While try
ing to keep his mind free of bias, he is
astonished to find that; he is invited to
sit in the jury-box, and decide upon the
case. He is still more astonished when
he discovers that the fair, unwritten
tablet of what he fondly calls his mind is
regarded with extreme disgust by the
lawyers. When they sneer at his culpa
ble ingenuousness of character he feels
very much as Warren Hastings did when
so terribly impeacnea uy ximuna
Burke. He thinks himself one of the
most guilty of men, and not until he
escapes into the free air, and carefully
goes over, himself in the loom of his
own family, does he come to tho conclu
sion tliat lie has somehow been unlcr a
The man who not only has no opin
ions, but has kept out of tha way of
having any, is a still more dangerous
culprit. His offense, according to a three days, received the same treat men
theory in the courts, is ono of great ; arui died: Mrs. Reijrnold said thri
Joseph never alluded to the day on which for market a new tub should never be
his niece had taken him
his word.
so implicitly at
A li'atchman and Detective.
The late event at Bay Bidge, near New
York, where two professional burglars of.
the worst type were detected in the act
by means of an electric burglar alarm, is
a forcible practical illustration of the use
fulness of these ingenious arrangements,
some varieties of- which are coming ex
tensively into use. The parts common
to all electric burglar alarms are a gal
vanic battery, wires connecting it to
doors and windows, and the alarm prop
er, usually consisting of a bell, which,
by the opening oKthe door-or window,
is brought in coection with the battery
and worked by the same. All such con
trivances may be strongly recommended
to all who desire effectively to protect
their property, and perhaps their lives,
against the attacks of those outcasts of
human society who appear to be unable,
or rather unwilling, to earn an honest
living. -
used till it has been thoroughly saturated
with strong brine. Cover the bottom of
the tub with a thin sprinkling of salt,
and pack solid; and, placing a cloth over
the top, sprinkle on a thick layer of salt,
pouring pn a gill of water to form an air
tight .covering of brine. "When it is to
be sent forward to market, the brine
should be poured off and a new coating
of salt laid on.
In Prison Together. .
David Bowser arrived at the Colum
bus (Ohio) penitentiary from Miami
county, having been convicted of bur
glary and larceny, and been sentenced to
one year's imprisonment. Along with
him came Lulu Bowser, convicted of
participation with David ' in the larceny,
and also sentenced to one year's impris
onment. ' Lulu loves David earnestly,
and David reciprocates the tender pas
sion. ' Since arriving at the prison Lulu,
confined in the female department, has
opened a correspondence with her lover,
and here is one of her letters:
A Pams Revoked. " Dear dave you must try and keepe a
A person who lives on the line of the ni hu-t do not cret discounured think
Boston and Providence rauroaa, ana
who holds an important position under
Uncle Sam, has for some time been
riding at the expense of the company on ; j cqqIJ be with you but that cannot
a pass from the superintendent. Ke- J at jgast not at presant, there is only
cently a conductor asked the gentleman j one thing that worries me and that is
mentioned for his ticket. " I have a i tua von --ni not love me the same when
pass from the superintendent, was
An "Old Plantation" 7tristmas.
A correspondent of the Louisville
Courier-Journal, describing a Christmas
in South Carolina fifteen years ago, says:
" The breakfast room was all hung with
garlands of moss, evergreens, and crim
son berries; at one end stood the mistleto
bough, and at the door a row of shining,
black facas, glistening with the oil of
happiness, and in most instances with
two rows of dazzling teeth. From the
wide-open glass door, far out 5n the
sloping lawn, the numerous darkies
stretched, arrayed in their best and
brightest. 'Just come.'jthey said, to
wish all a happy Christmas,' and then go
away until after breakfast. ' Then you
will see fun,' said Lex. A princely
meal, with all it3 graceful accompani
ments of solid old silver and solid good
will and geniality, and again we went
out on the lawn. The servants each had
some special greeting. To Kate, ' Lor'
bless me, missy, you look like some
thin good to eat. '.Jus' look at Mars
Lex; ain't he his pa's own child ?' and to
little Willie, 'Bless the child, he's mos
too pretty to live.' To mo, the stranger,
they accorded a courtesy, a smile, and a
Merry Christmas. But now a fiddle
was heard, and the more youthful part
of the company prepared to dance. As
an accompaniment to the fiddle a boy
beat two sticks "on the floor with most
remarkable precision, and in perfect
time and tune. I asked the name of the
tune and was told, ' Share 'em,' but rec
ognized ' Yankee Doodle ' soon after and
' Oh, Susannah.' My host and hostess,
moral turpitude. He is also made to ap
pear very funny to that vast audience,
the general public. The denseness of
his ignorance compared with the rapier
like wit of distinguished counsel
makes him a cause for inextinguishable
laughter. Ho is the pantaloon of the
play, upon whom all the heaviest jokes
fall. It he is a German, he is cross
questioned as to his knowledge of Goethe
and Herder.
We can- only imagine with what a sigh
of relief "-the prisoner finds himself at
liberty and dismissed from the jury-box.
" Not proven " is the verdict in lus cane.
Another variety of victim is ono who
does not have all his wits about him
when he is put on the rack. He thinks
ho heard somelwdy preach on a certain
day; he unguardedly says so in the
course of the desultory conversation with
which he lightly opens his own examina
tion. Some sharp lawyer picks him to
pieces before he knows it, proves an
alibi for the minister whom the would
be juryman thought he heard preach.
and, to that individual's complete dis
may, makes him out to be. one of the
most designing men who ever attempted
to enter a jury-box. The wide range of
subjects and general scope of inquiries
brought before the mind of the appalled
juryman is also one of the distressing
features of his case. The astuteness
which prompts this kind of investigation
is too deep for the average juror, to say
notluhg of the general public lie is
pelted with questions relating to the
most distant topics, the reason for which
seems buried in the wonderful mind of
the learned counselor It is as if a Pa
cific Mail Investigating Committee
should institute inquiries as to the rehv
tions of the subjective and the objective.
But, after all, the great trial of the
juror who is on tnai is ine penccuy
heartless way in which the counsel go into
assisted by the children, handed gifts to his private life. These learned gentle-
every one oi tue people present witn
kind words and a shake cf the hand. Gay
bandanas, ornamental pipes and toViacco,
candy and fruit for the little ones not
one was omitted and in every instance
that I observed the gifts were numerous.
A happier crowd was never seen as they
men learn all about him as they drive
him on. They are like the Abyssinian
peasant who subsists on the animal he
rides, cutting a steak from his steed as
he pursues his journey. The unhappy
juror under the microscope reveals all
his family affairs. He is compelled to
bowed and scraped and bade God bless tell how many times he has married, how
the kind donors." many children he has been blessed with,
and what he has done with them, and
woe to him if he fails to account for even
the most insignificant of his offspring.
His business, income, habits, and epe-
Fojt Hunting in Indiana.
There waa a erand fox hunt or. drive
was no need of a doctor, and none wa
called; Mrs. Shclian dressed the dead
child in Mrs. Forbes's child's clothe,
but Mrs. Reignolds, promptly took them
off and put poorer ones on, saying,
"Let the dead take car of themselves;"
Mrs. Reignolds closed th child's eys
and mouth twenty minutes before aim
died; Mrs. Reignolds kept a bottle con
taining half a pint of whisky; bhe lud
seen her often apparently under the in
fluence of liquor; never saw her without
a supply of liquor in thofhou; when
drunk, she would fight with the old man
and abuse the children; have seen her
strike Mr. Reignolds three or four tim-s
in the face; he would get drunk three
or four times a week and sleep on tho
flor; have heard Mrs. Reignolds say
there were three children buried on tho
farm; ah stated so at three different
times, and said it was because no ono
would give her a grave; when asleep
under the influence of this medicine, the
children rolled their eye about and Wk
in their head; it often made them
groan and keep their eyes open.
Asiatic Hnme 11m ins.
The following description of the snow
plains of Central JAsia is taken from
"Campaigning on the Oxus :" "Tho
days pass some in wild, fierce storms of
snow and sleet, that howl around us as
though all the djnon of the step w
were up in arm.sme in bright sun-
shine, whose intolerable glare blinds us
and blisters our faces. From time to
time we drive down into darksome
underground holes, hot and reeking,
hover around the steaming samovar,
pouring down oceans of boiling tea; then
out on the silent steppe again to con
tinue the weary struggle. There are
nights when we awaken from a half-,
frozen aleep, - and remember w are in
the heart of the mysterious regions of
Asia, and see -nothing but the wide,
snowy steppe, silent and ghostly in the
spectral moonlight. For miles and
miles there is no human habitation, bet
the burrow-like station somewhere far
ahead, buried under the mow, a though
cruhhed into flatness by the grim uni
formity above. There is something
strangely oppressive and awful in the
changeleea monotony of these widf,
snowy plains, level a a floor, where fur
days and weeks you aee nothing but
I snow and aky, where you are the moving
center of a horizon - bound plain UiL
my ilar ling how soon we will be to gather
and do not let yonf love die out think al
ways of your Lulu oh my darling how I
the m,i rnt T nnvpr -will lovp miv one else
I rw kvw - - - j
i . y ' a r ..... . . .
t ,vi.i rnn c ? TVn-wui onH i it-ii. , j- "ufP"0 ,v" int vou no mauem n is uuuutru fu-
sticks ! You mitrht know by this time ! ut I liave received instructions to see , rom now they cut your mustach of
that I don't mean what I say. Get me
more, quick I II 1 hadn t oeen
year, I could go twice
them all."
asked the
i -x 11.
trvr tMor T -n1,l o-rt tdm ElUSl See It, HHS UltS uuulw1'
ncfctvmiM" l,au! mHinlr. . this the gentleman became exceedingly
x l- :i - wrathful, and commenced a tirade oi
i t i rui v nut ib u niimi a. im. ill w a.aa. .
Oh, dear ! to think
a snail
I shall
in my we.
never walk
abuse. Upon his arrival m Boston, the
conductor reported the case to President
'tt.i. t-t. i- a- ii I Clifford, who promptly issued an order
until his niece brought in a second bowl revoking the pass, and gave the gentle-
of gruel, this time so deliciously made
that even he could not find fault with it.
" Uncle," said Theodora, as she set it
" Do you doubt my word ? j OT no the truards treat me very kind
T ' " ...
passenger. " o, sir; dui x ; not folks say they are. try
and be good to your guard and they will
treat you kind .to, d not get put down
the hole if you do you will not get out
the same time I do and then' you may
lose me and I know you do not want that
good by darling and may god bless you
From your loving lulu "
With the address of the letter waa an
appeal to the guard to " please read it "
to David, who could not read.
near Albion. Indiana. lhe day waa
bright and. sunny, though quite cold.
Early in the morning the various parties
took their stands, and at a given signal
all started for one common center.
About six hundred men were out, cover
ing a tract of about eighteen square
miles. Five foxee were driven into the
circle, but only three were killed, two
getting through. As the men .were all
on foot and no firearms were used, no
casualty can be reported. One of th
dogs was killed by one of the party,
who kicked at a fox and killed a dog."
of the
may be
man a piece of his mind by letter.
Owed to winter A bad cold.
It is stated that the supply of black
walnut, of late years so much used for
nice cabinet work and house furnishing, is
not sufficient for the probable demand of
the next ten years, and within a few
years of its value being discovered the
wood is almost extinct.
cially his duly reading, are all subjects mi to move with you, and hang uioti
most searching inquisition. It yon, ana weign you unra ue e.uj-
remarked in passing that the ! trous mmswne. xihtc w urim
practice of newpap-r reading is repre- j and loneliness oi tue ocran wuaout u-
hended with great severity by the W. j movement, the cold and icy Hence of
The man who, in this nineteenth cen-th arctic region without tha glory ..f
turr, never read, the newspaper, not : the arctic night or the grandeur of th
even the "headiog-" nor the " mll arctic mounUina-the ailent dehdioii
... it. wim in the ' of an unpeopled world. Those broad.
jury-box. But the average juror often Wei, snowy phuna, over which thy
fari worse than the man in the dock. I b, from northern Sibrxi corn ruh-
.t iTrti wmvict I ing down in forum blaaU with an un-
a. 1 ..... -T m t irtn mm T.1 miIa.
himself out of his own mouth.
hear hi character torn by hi neighbors,
but the helplesa juror, like honest Dog
berry, write himself down an ass.
Guided by the blandishment or driven
by th terror of th opposing counaeL
he become hi own worst enemy. If he
has an opinion, he i disqualified; if he
has none, h ia a base impoter. Ifheia
intelligent, he know too much; if be is
and drive th anow about in whirlwind
that go scudding over th plain like giant
rpecters; th short days of aunahine,
when th glare on the snow dazzle and
burns; th long, cold night passed in a
hall-frozen, haU-somnoleni state, . with
th tired beast trudging wearily forward
I shiver now at tho bar remembrance
of it alL"

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