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V 21 hatlara Jucoqtl. H. A. LONDON, Jr., EATES OF KDITOR AXI PROrKIETOK. A v(5 ADVERTISING. TERMS OF SUBSCRIPTION: One square, one insertion. One square, two insertions, One square, one mouth, - 1.00 - 1.50 2.50 Vie cr one yenr, - ne copy ,Mx months Cue copy, three months. $2.00 - 1.00 .SO VOL. I. riTTSBORO', CHATHAM CO., X. C, FEBKUAItY 20, 1879. NO. 23. Fr larger advertisements liberal contracts wlU be made. Advertisements. LARGEST STORE LARGEST STOCK Cheapest Goods & Best Variety CAN BE FOUND AT LONDON'S CHEAP STORE. Hew Goois Receirefl everr Week. Tou cau always find what you wish at Lou dou'e. lie keep9 everything. 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COWAN, DEALER IN Staple & Fancy Dry Goods, Cloth in?, Hats Boots, Shoes, No tions, Hardware, CROCKERY and GROCER1 ESS. PITTSBORO'.N. C. NORTH CAROLINA STATE LIFE INSURANCE CO, OF RALEIGH, . CAR. F. H. CAMERON, Pmfc?er. W. E. ANDERSON. Yue Trt. W. II . HICKS, Stc'y. The only Home Life Insurance Co. in the State. All its fund loaned out AT HOME, and among our own people. We do not send Norn Carolina money abroad to build up other States. It one of the most successful com panies of its age in the United States. Its as sets are amply sufficient. All losses paid promptly. Eight thousand dollars paid in the lost two years to families in Chatham. It will cost a man aged thirty years only live cents a day to Insure for one thousand dollars. Apply for further information to H.A.LONDON, Jr., Gen. Agt. PITTSBOKO', N. C. Dr. A. D. MOORE, PITTSBOIIO', N. C.f Offer bit profes!Dal service! to tie cltiiena of Chatham. Vfjth an experience of thirty yean lie bwpe to fire eutire aatiafacti'on. JOHN MANNING, Attorney at Law, PITTSBOBO', N. 0., Practice la the Court or Chatham, Harnett, afoore and Orange, and la the Supreme and Federal Coart. O. S. POE, Dealer in Dry Goods, Groceries & General Merchandise, All kinds of Plows and Castings, Boggy Materials, Furniture, eto. PITTHDORO, If. CAR. THE BEAUTIES OF ORTHOGRAPHY. A pretty deer Is dear to ma A hare with downy hair ; A hart I love with all my heart. But barely bear a bear. 'Tis plain that no one take a plane To have a pair of pears. Although a rake may take a rake To tear away the tares. Sol's rays raise thyme ; Time razes all, And through the whole holes wear ; A scribe In writing right may write The fluid air for the solid heir. Robertson is not Robert's son, Nor did he rob Burt's son ; Yet Robert's sun is Robin's sun. And everybody's sun. Beer often brings a bier to man ; Coughing a t-ofliu brings ; And too much ale will make us ail, As well as other things. The person lies who says he lies When he is not reellulug, And when eonsumptive folks decline Thty all decliue declining. Quails lo not quail before a storm ; A iMiugh will bow lieti.ie it ; We canuot rein the rain at all fru earthly power reigns o'er it. The dyer dyes awhile, then dies To dye he's always trying I'ntil, upon his dying bed, lie thinks no more of dyeing. A son of Mars mars many a son ; All Deys must have their days ; And every knight should have his night To hi in who weighs his ways. l is meet that man should mete out meat To feeil the fortunate fee'd one : The fair should fare on love aloue. Klse one canuot be won. Alas ! a lass Is sometimes false ; Of faults a maid is made ; Her waist Is but a barren waste ; Though stayed, she is not staid. The springs shoot forth each spring, and shoots shoot forward, one and all ; Though summer kills the flowers. It leaves The leaves to fall In fall. I would a story here commence. But you might think it btale ; So we'll suppose that we have reached The tail-end of our tal- ! A SKETCH FOR THE THOUGHTLESS. "But, Mabel, you do not consider. Heaven knows 1 would do anything to please you anything within my power that I thought proper; but this " "Enough, sir!" interrupted Mabel Sey mour, wiih a toss of her head that sent the golden glossy curls flying backward over her shoulders. "tour love has cooled down to a methodical calculation, and your own interest has become the iron lump against which my comfort is to be balanced. And, moreover, you would instruct me in propriety. Really, Mr. Thornley, you are making your presump tions of control and guidance over me at rather an early date." She spoke quickly, and yet very coolly and sarcastically. The bitterness of her irony was terrible; and Robert Thornley recoiled as though a sharp point had been driven to his heart. "Mabel. Mabel!" he cried, beseechingly, "you do not mean what you say. You are thoughtless. You know I could not put my self-interests in the balance against your own. The business that calls me away is imperative; and yet, were this party a proper one, 1 would try and put my business ott" until Monday. liut, Mabel, the party in question is not such an one as 1 would select lor my associa tion; and Clark Joyington is not the man with whom I would have you associate." Mabel listened very quietly, and one who had observed her carelessly might have supposed that she was listening candidly; but the tapping of her foot upon the carpet, and the peculiar curl of that compressed nether lip, ga .re token of con tempt aDd anger. Wneu her lover had ceased speaking she looked up, and simply said : "I willnot interfere with your business, sir. If you must go to London, go! I shall go with Clark Joyington," re sponded Mabel, with cool, deliberate emphasis. Robert Thornley put back the quick words that flashed to his thought, and with reasonable composure, said: "Dear Mabel, you are all the world to me " "Is it Mabel Seymour, or is it her bank account that " He turned upon her a look that fright ened her; and without another word he left her where she stood, and went forth from the house wretched and pain stricken. But ere long he gained control of his emotions, and calm reflection told him that he had done nothing wrong. Better, better so, than lake a wife who did not love him. And how was it with Mabel? For a time she held herself upon a plane of in dignation and independence ; but gradually the treacherous foundation gave way, and she came down into such agony of suffer ing as she had never before experienced. Mabel Seymour was an orphan, nine teen years of age. Her mother died when she was a mere child; and her father passed away during her sixteenth year, leaving her sole heiress to a fortune that had yielded a second fortune of increase in the hands of her guardian. Ever since her mother's death Mabel had lived with her Aunt Mary her father's only sister and no mother could have been more kind and loving than was this good old aunt. Aunt Mary was herself well provided for, her husband having left her more than enough for all her wants, even counting in with those wants the solid luxuries of respectable life. Of course Mabel had had many suitors; but of them all there had been but one whom she had ever thought of loving; for she was no coquette, though fond of amusement. Robert Thornley, an orphan like herself, and a nephew of Aunt Mary's husband, was her accepted lover; and in two months they were to be married. Robert had on several occasions found it necessary to curb his loved one in some of her wild and frolicsome freaks a thing which Aunt Mary had never been able to do and she had never fairly rebelled until now. And now there was to be a party made up for the Beach, which was twelve miles distant made up mostly from visitors who had come to spend the season. And this was to be the last of the series, for the season had closed ; and Mabel had set her heart upon going, as she had gone to others. Now those other parties had been made up of business men and their families, with whom to associate was a pleasure; but those men had all returned to their homes, and most of those who wTere to make up the party in question Robert knew to he of the "fast" fraternity; and two or three of them were gamesters of known reputation. Mabel had become acquainted with Mr. Joyington through a female friend who had become very inti mate with him, and he had won his way to her favor in the first instance, by lauding in an extravagant manner a plea which he had heard Mr. Robert Thornley make in court; and Mabel had intimated to her lover that it was hardly gentle manly for him to traduce one who had spoken so kindly and so well of him; and as for his being a bad man, she would not believe it; because Ellen Promont was a careful and considerate girl, and Mr, Joy ington had come from London with her brother Charles, who would never have introduced a bad man to his own sister. She loved Ellen dearly; and she and Ellen had talked a great deal about this party, to which the latter was going with Joy ington. And when Mabel had said that she believed Robert was engaged upon a legal matter which would require his ab sence in London on that very day. Ellen clapped her hands and declared: "Ihere s to be a spare seat in our car riage, Mabel, and you can have it. Oh, won't it be nice!" And Mabel wished to go to the Beach! she had been cherishing the idea with much promise of joy; and now, to have the cup dashed down and broken, ere the bright draught had been tasted, was too bad. That evening Aunt Mary sat in her great easy-chair, and looked upon Mabel's pale face and swollen eyes. She knew ail. Robert had seen her, and had told her the whole story had told her, so that she might know truly why he did not visit there as had been his wont. And Aunt Mabel knew one other thing. She knew that Mabel had spent the whole afternoon in her chamber, crying and subbing all the while. And the kind hearted old lady had resolved to do what she had never expected to do while she lived; she had resolved to tell to her niece the story of her blighted life. "Mabel, do you remember once telling me, that ever since you could remember, you had observed that at times I gave my selt up to melancholy ? that you had found me, when I thought no one was near, with tears in my eyes? Do you re member?'' "Yes, dear aunt," whispered Mabel, reverently, "I remember; and I remember that you shed tears after that, and begged me not to speak of it.'' "Well, Mabel, I am now going to tell you the whole story. 1 had thought that no human being 'should know, "when I was dead and gone, what a burden lay buried with ine; but you are so near like what I wns in those other years, and you are so liable to make mistakes, in your thoughtless, wayward moods, that I have felt it to be a duty to give you my great life lesson. Listen: "I was nineteen years old when I placed my hand upon Martin Howard's palm, and told him that I would be his wife. And oh, how happy I was! I was an heiress, and I was called beautitul; and many came to woo me; but I loved only Martin, and I thought what a blessing my wealth would become when I could bring it to the assistance of my husband in his profession. Martin was a physic ian. "Mabel, I was light hearted and cay; and at times I was headstrong and obsti nate. Martin sought to smooth down some of those sharper points of my habit, and in his great pride he wished to hold me above the crowd of thoughtless girls that thronged about us in his pride of me, Mabel in his pride of his beloved Mary. At length I grew restive under the restraint; and one day we had a dis pute. My cousin Philip had just come home from sea; and he came out to visit us; and during his visit he asked me to go to London with him, and go to the theatre, and to the opera, and to the concerts; and I told him I would go. ' The very next day, Martin Howard came over to see me, and when I told him what I had premised Phil, his countenance fell, and he was unhappy; and presently he look my hand and asked me not to go. I asked him why he made the request. He changed color, and was perplexed; and he then took both my hands, and begged of me that I would trust him, and not ask him any questions. "Mabel, there was one great truth of life which I then entirely overlooked. I was often very much vexed because Mar tin would not give up to me; and yet, when I came to reflect, I could see that never did he hesitate at any sacrifice for my comfort when he could make it with out the sacrifice of principle. I did not see then that the very quality of which I complained was the quality which was to make him true and reliable as a husband which was to make him a firm and steadfast friend, a wise counsellor, and a safe support." At this point Mabel was like one suffo cating. Her bosom heaved perceptibly, and she pressed her hands over her heart as though there were pain there. Aunt Mary wiped away a few bright drops that had started down her cheeks, and then proceeded: "We quarrelled No, no I quarrelled I demanded that Martin should tell me why he objected to my going with my cousin. He asked me if 1 could not trust him. He did not wish to tell me then; he would tell me at some time. I asked him it there would be danger in my going with Philip; and he said he feared there would be. And then I laughed bitterly, and told him I should go whether he liked it or not. Martin's face was very pale, and he was deeply moved; but he controlled himself, and said tome; 'Mary, I am sorry you have forced this from me. Your cousin Philip is strongly addicted to drink; and I doubt if he can go to Lon don and meet his old associates without falling. Think of the situation you would be placed in." "Oh, I was angry then. I told Martin he was wicked thus to traduce my own cousin, who had always spoken of him in terms of praise and brotherly love. And I pointed my finger at him, and I cried, Shame! and Martin cowered away and begged of me to reflect. 'Reflect!' I cried. 'I reflect upon your base aspersion upon the character of my noble-hearted cousin; and to show you how I hate such a spirit, I will go to London with Philip to-morrow!' He sought to approach me after that; but I put him off, and bade him leave me. 'If youare jealous of my sailor cousin, said I, 'the sooner we part the better!' And he went away." "That evening Philip came, and stopped all night, and in the morning I got ready and started with him for London. I was not happy; but I was too proud to back down at that point. I went, and Philip left me at a hotel while he ran out to do a few errands. Then I began to realise what a very foolish thing I had done, even allowing that my cousin never touched liquor. I was left alone until night, and then Philip came in. Oh, I cannot tell you that story of horrors! Word went to Martin Howard that I was alone in the great Babel, and that Philip was on a drunken spree. Martin took the litt le steamboat that had j ust been put on the river, and started down to find me. But he never came where I was never came in the flesh! That steamboat was his coffin! Her boiler burst, and Martin Howard was one of the eight human be ings who went down with her. He strong and self-possessed would have been safe, but he lost his life in trying to save others! "Mabel, the years passed on, and I married Frederic Beekman. He was a good man. and I know that he loved me; but I never loved him as I should have loved my husband. I could not. My heart was buried in the cold grave of waters, v here he went down whom alone of all the world I truly and devotedly loved! Years, years, have passed; but the cruel torment of that dark hour will leave me only when I can meet my love beyond this vale, and gather the blest words of forgiveness from his own sainted lips. Oh, heaven of mercy! grant that the time might come! I care not how speedily!" A moment, with head bowed, and her hands clasped over her face a moment in which she wiped the tears from her eyes and then Aunt Mary got up and moved to Mabel's side; and bending over, she kissed her upon the cheek, gently, but fervently whispering: "Oh! it has pained me, Mabel; but if it can serve you I shall not suiter anew!" And then she went away to her chamber. Mabel Seymour pressed her hands hard over her heart, and sat there like one upon whom a mighty spell had fallen. Pres ently a voice broke the solemn stillness of the apartment. It was not as though Mabel spoke; but as though a spirit other than herself had been dwelling with her for the time, and thus spoke ere it left her: "Good, noble, kind and true! Finn be cause he is right; and to be trusted because he is firm! Oil! Mabel, what have you done? Mercy! mercy! Ifyebeawoman do your duty now as ye hope for peace and joy hereafter!" She started to her feet, and looked at the clock upon the mantel. It was only nine. Robert Thornley sat in his office, the picture of a strong man in suffering. Not a pale, dejected face; but a face wrought upon by niighty emotions, and wet with manly tears. Hours had passed, and he was suffering more and more. Earlier in the evening he had visitors on business, and had been forced to outer calmness; but now he was alone, and the pain spoke out. He would not go to his chambers yet, for his hostess might see him, and she would surely mark his sorrowful visage. "Oh!" he groaned, "if she were vain and fickle, I could cast this love out with out a pang I should not have loved her as I do. No, no she is, good, and she is generous; but she is headstrong, and she does not understand me. Alas! what shall I do? I cannot sacrifice my principle. Better far that the love should be crushed, than crushed, did I say? Oh! then my poor heart lies crushed in the wreck ot love! Ah!" What was that ? Was it some one at the door; or was it a mouse in the wall? Again it is a Rip a child's rap upon the door. It could not be a man ; for a man could not have crossed the outer hall without attracting his notice. He arose, and having hastily brushed his eyes with his kerchief, he went to the door and opened it. What! a female? A queer client at this hour! And he backed in so that she might come into the light. "What is it, my good woman? You need not fear to come in." Was she ill ? Was she fainting, that she stood there and trembled, ami caught at the door-post for support ? "My good woman " "Robert! Robert!" "Mabel! Is it you ? Mabel ! Mabel!" She staggered forward, and he caught her to his bosom caught her and held her there; and kissed her upon the brow; and he cried out in his agony of wonder and suspense: "Oh, Mabel, what is it? what is it? What has happened ?" With an effort she looked ?p, and an swered, with moans and stifled sobs: "Oh, Robert! I could not. rest I could not sleeep I should have dbd! My heart was breaking, and my soul Tas in torture! Oh, I had been so wrong so wicked! Forgive me, Robert, and never, never again never" He could hear no more. Once more upon his bosom; his strong arms holding her safely there, where she was to find sweet rest and shelter evermore and his lips speaking words that banished the gloom, and let the blessei warmth and light in upon her redeeaed and purified soul. They walked home leneath the eyes of heaven, a glad and bnppy pair; and at midnight Robert bent his step towards his own place of aboie, feeling now that his hold upon life wis a prize worth striv ing for. Aunt Mary heard the clock strike t welve, and she wondered who could be up at that hour. She was listening, when her door was softly opened, and a voice whispered: "Aunt!" "It it you, Mibel ? What in the world M But before sie could speak farther a pair of arms had been thrown around her neck; warm ani loving kisses were im printed upon ler cheeks, and a happy voice cried: "Oh, dear, good Aunt Mary! I could not go to my reit until I had come and blessed you! Oh, I will always try and make you happy; for you have made me very, very hapry!'' And the gooc old woman, when her niece had gone, felt an assurance in her soul that she shoald be henceforth far less unhappy than she had been, for out of her great sorrow shehad at length wrought a glad redemption for one whom she dearlyT loved! The Americin product of earthen ware and china, during the past ten 3 ears, has not only kept pace with the increase in population and its corre sponding consumption of wares, during the fiscal year 1377 and 1878, ending June 30, the average of importation has been reduced ove; twenty per cent. The number of polteries in the United States of all kinds s 777, and the capi tal invested $5,291393. There are in operation to-day pitteries enough of all grades to produce twice the quantity imported last year. EGOTISM. Sectional is, perhaps, less insuffera ble than personal egotism; but egotism in a nation or an individual checks at once the flow of friendly feeling. Con ceit is a despicable characteristic of human nature. And there is nothing that will bring an individual into more discredit; nothing that will so excite toward him another's contempt; noth ing that will banish him more speedily from our fellowship, and nothing that will so cause him to be hooted and j ; ered at by society as personal, ego tistical conceit. When an unpreten tious man fails in an undertaking he has the sympathy of all mankind; but when a proud, haughty, blustering, bullying boaster fails to reach his ends, he excites no feeling, no pity, no shade of sorrow from the world. Conceit, no matter in what form it shows itself, is always recognizable; and. immediately, upon recognition, it is desoised. There is nothing that tickles society so much as the exposure of imposition. And the hardest death a man can die is found in that oblivion to which so ciety ostracises all of those who by their most superficial accomplishments seek to imitate the cultured gentleman noble and refined; such a man liter ally dies by inches, simply from the ef fects of his own conceit; and after death, we do not think that Mrs. Stowers Sam Lawson could, in any way, regard him as a genteel, or as a respectable corpse. There is, however, a great deal of difference between personal conceit and the proper appreciation of one's natural abilities. Both the man who boasts of doing things which are clearly beyond the range of his capacity, and the man who sets such a low valuation upon his own strength that he considers him self able to do nothing, are burdens upon human society. But the individual who posseses that quality which under various circum stances is called by different names, such as Pride, Ambition, Enthusiasm, Ardor or Zeal, and possessing them, calls them into action each day of his life, is the man society should envy, for he is, either in one way or another, a leader of his race. To such a man there is no barrier be tween the plan and the execution of it; there is no sophistry between him and truth. Like the trained leader of some mon ster orchestra, at every motion of his baton some new measure is developed, some new commotion is seen, some new voice speaks, and some new enthu siasm is kindled. Nature, Art, Litera ture and Science unfold their trea sures, and there is no mystery in earth, in air, in water to which he does not hold the key. Death to such a man brings no oblivion; he quietly sinks into repose, his greatness then is fairly appreciated, and posterity writes his epitaph; not an epitaph lasting for the day, but one to which every generation must add fresh words, and to which each age must add more glowing tri butes. PROBABLE RESULTS OF AERIAL NAVIGATION. Mr. E. C. Stedman, the poet, writes in the midwinter Scribner on this sub ject, which he confesses to be his 'hobby." The paper is in a half humorous, half-serious tone, but dis cusses practically the causes of failure heretolore and the desiderata of final success. Mr. Stedman speaks thus buoyantly of some of the ultimate re sults of serial navigation: "Not only by these processes of construction, but also by the power and freedom gained through their success, a delightful reflex influence will be exerted upon the lesthetics of life. Poetry and romance will have fresh material and a new locale, and imagination will take flights unknown before. Landscapes painted between earth and heaven must involve novel principles of drawing, colors, light and shade. Music, like the songs of Lohengrin, will be show ered from aerial galleries. In every way the resources of social life will be so enlarged that at last it truly may be said: "Existence is itself a joy." Sports and recreations will be strangely multiplied. Rich and poor alike will make of travel an everyday delight, the former in their private aercnons, the latter in large and multiform structures corresponding in use to the excursion boats of our rivers and harbors, the "floating palaces" of the people, and far more numerous and splendid. The ends of the earth, its rarest places, will be visited by all. The sportsman can change at pleasure from the woods and waters of the North, the runways of the deer, the haunts of the salmon, to the pursuit of the tiger in the jungle or the emu in the Australian bush. An entirely new profession that of air manshipwill be thoroughly organized, employing a countless army of trained officers and "airmen." The adventu rous and well-to-do will have their pleasure yachts of the air, and take hazardous and delightful cruises. Their vessels will differ from the cumbrous acrobats intended for freight and emi grant business, will be christened with beautiful and suggestiv names Iris, Aurora, Hebe, Ganymede, Hermes, Ariel, and the like, and will vie with one another in grace, readiness and speed." At the last session of Congress an appropriation of $5,000 was made to place a monument over Thomas Jeffer son's grave at Monticello, Ya. The appropriation was made upon the con tingency that the owners of the estate where Jefferson is buried should give a quit claim to the Unit&d States of ail right of property for a space of two rods square of land, including the .srrave, and to give the public free right of access thereto. The Depart ment of Justice is now in communica tion with the owners of the property, and the preliminaries to the construc tion of the monument will bs settled without difficulty. The construction of the monument will be begun next pring. A man never wants to laugh when a fly lights on his nose, but he is greatly tickled. FASHIONABLE CRUELTY. The propositions put forward bv the cynics, that of all the brutes on earth the most brutal is man, is fast becom ing unanswerable. The evidence in its favor is accumulating with startlinsr rapidity. We do not now refer to wars, murders, and atrocities 'Man's in humanity to man," but lo those minor Drutanties which fand their victims among the birds, beasts and fishes. We have now arrived at that stage of civili zation which presents many strange anomalies. We drive a herd of trem bling deer into a corner, shoot them down and call it sport. We imprison hundreds ot pigeons in a box In France. send them across the sea to England, keep them without food until they are in a thoroughly exhausted condition, and then let them loose only to be shot aown aeaa in the case ot a few, but maimed and bleeding in the case of a majority. This, too, is called sport. For our amusement, also, animals are trained to go through a performance, the "training" being accomplished by a course of systematic cruelty, such as ine general public would hardly believe possible. Many must have observed the dejected appearance of those trained horses, birds, monkeys, and other creatures so frequently exhibited in puoiic. People have no conception of tne cruelty practiced upon helpless be ings. Yet even the barbarities committed for our amusement become deeds of kindness in comparison with those committed for adornment. Few ladies are aware, perhaps, that the seals which provide them with their sealskin jackets were flayed alive for the purpose.' Such, however, is the fact. Tne fur is sup posed to lose something of its gloss if the animal is killed before being skinned ; and the healthier the seal at the time of the operation, the finer the gloss. Of course, in health, the sense oi pain is iar more acute than in de bility: and we may assume, therefore. that when a sealskin jacket has a par ticularly glossy appearance, the fur was taken from the animal under the most favorable circumstances for in flicting pain, namely, robust health. Seals, however, are not the only ani mals that are flayed alive for the adorn ment of lovely woman. Almost every creature on the face of the earth whose fur is considered valuable is subject to the same atrocity. The sable, the Deaver, the hare, the mole, the fox, the opossum, are all flayed alive for adorn ment, except in cases where the ani mal is killed before it is captured, when its lur is esteemed, rightly or wrongly. of inferior quality. Birds, also, suffer largely in the cause of fashion. In a single week one single millinery es tablishment in Leipsic received no less than 32,000 dead humming-birds, 800,- 000 dead aquatic birds, and 300,000 pairs ot wings ot the snipe and wood cock, all of which were intended for use in the composition of ladies' hats. The establishment in question probably receives its consignment of ostrich and gee be feathers at other parts of the year, lor it is well-known that these are more used by milliners than any other kind. Let us now try to realize the suffer ing involved in the collection of this vast number of birds, and we shall fail completely. It is true the birds are better off than the seals, for they have not to be flayed alive; but there must be thousands of them which are not killed outright, and which are thrust, maimed and bleeding, and alive, into the same bag with the dead, to end their suffer ings as soon as suffocation will permit. With regard to the humming-birds, we believe the general practice is to entrap and not to shoot them. They are in tended to be worn whole, nestling among a bouquet stuck on the side of a hat or bonnet, and they must therefore be secured with care and delicacy. Be ing caught, they are dispatched by the ingenious process of being spitted on a bodkin, and forthwith are sent to be stuffed. The same treatment was once accorded to goldfinches; but since they have ceased to be worn whole, it is be lieved to be practiced no longer. Quite lately fashion has laid its hand on another order of creation namely, the insect world. A scientific journal mentions that an attempt is being made to introduce living exotic beetles as ornaments. One of these beetles, brought from Central America, is said to have been worn on a lady's shoulder for six weeks how we are not told and during the whole of that period it subsisted without food. Perhaps this form of fashionable cruelty is the most wretched and senseless of all. It is true that many of the exotic beetles are of extreme beauty, but they have no fit ness for the adornment of the person. However, ther the fact stands, that in addition to flaying seals and beavers alive, spitting humming-birds alive and slaughtering thousands upon thousands of innocent and useful creatures for the gratification of the lowest form of vanity, we have now descended to the depth of wearing living insects on our shoulders, where they ultimately perish of starvation. No man would be sanguine enough to suppose that any enlightenment of the female mind upon the question of fashionable cruelty would bring about the abolition of the evil. AVhen we think of the amount of self-torture a woman will endure in the cause of per sonal adornment when we recollect that by tight-lacing, high-heeled boots and other inventions of the Evil One, constitutions are shattered and lives shortened with the utmost cheerfulness we must not expect that women will grieve over the sufferings of seals or humming-birds. But it is not un reasonable to hope that the remark about man being the greatest brute on earth will have to be extended to wo men. Yet it canuot be denied that modern fashion, like modern sport, has a distinctly barbarous tendency. So long as stupid taste is gratified, we care not what cost or suffering its gratification involves. The fashionable cruelty of the times is the outcome of a taste waiped and perverted by a mere tricious standard of a selfishness engendered by the very luxury it de mandsand of a barbarism which as- serts itself above all the refinement with which we gloss it over, as the inevitable heritage of an evil nature. Glasgow News. It is thought that Prince Alex ander of Battenburg will be elected as the ruler of Bulgaria. Sixty-two per cent, of negro blood, according to the Liberian courts, en titles a man to rank as a negro. The Cincinnati authorities have decreed that bakers must stamp the weight upon every loaf of bread they offer for sale. There were buried in Turkey, in Europe, 129,471 Russian soldiers, and of the 120,950 sick and wounded sent home, 42,950 dief. Total, 172,421. The Australian International Ex hibition will open at Sidney August 1. One acre of space has been assigned to the United States and Canada, and more will be allotted if required. A man at Yandalia, 111., has taken out a writ to replevin his arm, which is in the possession of the doctor who amputated it. He desires to introduce it in evidence in an action to recover damages for alleged malpractice. Mrs. Lucy Anderson, who gave piano lessons to Queen Victoria and all her daughters, has just died. The Queen was always very kind to the old lady, who often made long and pleas ant visits to the abode of royalty. A bill has been introduced into the St. Louis Municipal Assembly mak ing it a misdemeanor, punishable by fine, to ring bells on churches, con vents, schools or factories or anywhere that the noise will disturb the people. While the Queen is in the Isle of Wight an iron-clad is now sent to ride off Cowes, a new departure intended, the quidnuncs says, to impart addi tional importance to Her Majesty's presence, being now Queen-Empress. Mrs. John Murray, a widow resid ing near Glasgow,entertained at dinner on Christmas day her fifteen children, forty grandchildren and two great grandchildren. The fifty-seven all re side within a radius of a mile of her dwelling. Charles S. Kline, a romantic old bridegroom of 71, eloped from Charles City county, Va., with a fair bride of 20 years, not because he could not have married her at home, but because he thought it more gay and festive to run away like a boy of nineteen. The Court of Queen's Bench at Westminster has decided that, while the proprietor of a newspaper is liable in civil actions, he is not liable, crimi nally, for the actions of an editor to whom general authority has been given to edit m a lawful mauner. "Teddy, me boy," said an Irish man to his nephew, "jist guess how many cheese there is in this here bag, an' faith I'll give ye the whole five." "Five," answered Teddy. "Arrab, by my sowl, bad luck to the man that tould ye!" exclaimed the uncle. Speaking of dull times, a wicked Mobile man says that a few weeks ago a stranger arrived there and bought a bale af cotton, and a pleasant rumor at once started that the cotton buyer had arrived, but it only proved to be a Chicago man with the ear-ache. The German press shows generally, without distinction of party, great satisfaction with the result of the elec tions in Fiance. The North German Gazette intimates that the Republic can reckon on the sympathy of Germany, so long as its policy reflects the moder ate and resonable views of Gambetta. The divorce business showed a gratifying increase in San-Francisco last year gratifying, that is, to the shoals of divorce lawyers, who subsist on marital infelicities in that city. No less than 284 couples were disentangled, or at the rate of one divorce to eight marriages, and an increase of 41 over the record of 1877. A marriage took place at Burke ville, Va,, recently, the groom being Col. Foster, aged 72, and the bride, a Miss Cumings, but three years his junior. They had been affianced since youth, but as the lady insisted upon a gilt ot $30,ooo trom tne coionei on ner wedding day, the event was postponed until the lady compromised. Owing to the severity of the wea ther the forests of the Bernese Jura. (Switzerland), are infested with droves ot wild boars, whicn are sometimes so numerous as to defy attack. The farms are frequently attacked by wolves, and hundreds of chamois have descended into the valleys in search of food. The divergence between the official and private intelligence respecting the extent of the plague in Astrachan, (Russia,) continues, the former assert ing that the epidemic is diminishing and the latter that it is increasing. One hundred and twenty thousand pounds of fish and large quantities of other provisions have been burnt at the tofvn of Tsaritzin, on the river Yolga, to prevent the spread of the contagion. The electric light is about to be in troduced into two or three London Churches. It is also largely employed at West-gate-on-Sea, upon the exten sive estates of an Englishman who is interested in comparing the relative cost and advantages of electric light and gas. Along the pretty sea-frontage of Westgate are arranged rows of elec tric and gas lamps, the one to illumi nate the broad marine parade and drive, with the tasteful villas and terraces, and the other to light up the ornamen tal gardens and promenades. Notwith standing the semi-opaqe globes absorb ing some sixty per cent, of the brilliant white electric light, the adjacent gas lamps appear in contrast to burn dimly with a smoky, dull, dirty amber-yellow flame.