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r dfhatham Record. H. A. LONDON, Jr., EDITOR AND ritOrRUTOK. or ADVERTISING, One square, one insert mil. One square, two Insertions, ODeqiare.oiiiiiMiitii( Jl.ol ite TERMS OF SUBSCRIPTION: Oneeoff, cn j-r.ir, (LOO I ne cony ,Mi months . 1.00 One attr, three mootlii M NO. 43. Tor larger aflvcrtlsoinetit !!!: ex; '.rir- cnl VOL. V. IITTSB01tO CHATHAM CO., N. C, JULY 5, 1883. The Mnslc of the Rain. ,.lUof: (tlliiij;, on the houso-tops, With ft music quaint and rare, lit 6 tlio sound of human hcuit-throbe On the (Hunt initlmght air; Or the tears ol angels falling When the; weep with those who weep, Or the lullaby of mothers When they rock their babes to sleep. Like the drowsy wine of poppies With its wierd, enchanting power, Coming to the weary listener Like the duw to drooping flowers; lAke calm dorp to Uiomi who suffer, Or like tears to those who mourn; Like remembered words of loved one From our aching botonts torn. Strangely sweet, bewitching music, All ntbiulled my senses lie, As I watch the mystic Future With the shadowy Fast go by, While a calm and holy quiet Steals upon my hi ait and brain, Then I tall asleep, still listening To the murmur of the rain. So, mayhap, sometime hereafter I shall lay tne down to rest, Overweary, aud shall listen For the niusio I loved best ; When, its gentle omlence tailing Through the midnight silence deep, Soltly soothes my troubled spirit, While it lulls me into sleep. When, at last, my soul has fallen Into sweetest, glud repose, That on earth sunshine uor shadow No awakin; ever knows Like the voioe ol waiting angels, Or the reaper bells in toll, May the soltly-lulluig raindrops I'lmnt a icqtiiem lor my soul, Mbt Koine in Baldwin' Monthly, SPEAKING TOO SOON. It was a sunshiny May day, with an immense lite booming among the lilacs and peonies in the school garden, an intenso plow of golden light on tho grass, and a dreamy languor in the air that inadt) Alice Hopkins sleepy iu spite of herself, as sho sat with the little children's copy-books in a pile before her. inscribing the mouth's marks upon their covers, itfeording to their respective merits. Alice was scarcely more than a child herself. Barely nineteen, with a blight, young figure, a color that came and went at the slightest variation of her pulse, and pleading hazel eyes, it was tho hardest work in the world to assume the dignity that was necessary for her position as assistant teacher. "I never saw such babyishness in my life!" said Miss Xegley, tho princi pal; "and 1 shall not put up with it. Miss Hopkins don't you think it! Dignity, in the educational line, is everything. And I do not call it fitting to the position of assistant prin eipal to be racing around with the children in their noonday games, and dressing a corn-cob doll on the sly for little Priseilla Jones, to say nothing about bursting out crying like a great baby, when Billy Smith killed the robin-redbreast with a stone. Dignity. Miss Hopkins dignity should ever bo the watchword of our profession." Miss Negley was tall and grim, with heavy black hair, a sallow coinplexion( several missing front toeth, and some thing very like a moustache. Alice Hopkins cowered before her severe glance. Tm very sorry!" faltered she. "I'll try t be good!" "More like a child than ever!" said Miss Xegley, despairingly. "I I mean," Alice hastened to cor rect herself "I will endeavor to set a guard upon my rash impulses. " "That sounds more like it!" said Miss Negley. "And now, Alice, see here! I expect some of the school trustees here to-morrow." "Oh, dear!" said Alice, remembering the sisnal failure of her class upon a similar occasion, not so very long ago, "It isn't another examination, I hope?" "Worse than that," said Miss Negley "far worse!" Alice lifted her hazel eyes in amaze ment. What could possibly be worse than Fanny Dow spelling cat with a k, and Lucy Malley asserting that Balti more was situated on the loft bank of the river Nile. "There is a proposition on foot to re duce our salaries," said Miss Negley. "Actually, to reduce our salaries!" Oli," said Alice. "But mine is very small already. Only one hundred dol lars a year. I don't think they can re duce it much." They can reduce It to fifty, can't they?" said Miss Negley, shortly. "In that case," ventured Alice, "I could go and be a shop girl in my uncle's store in the city. One must livel" "You've no proper pride," said Miss Negley. "A shop girl indeedl But 1 don't intend that they shall carry out their nefarious plans. If My good gracious me! there comes Mr. Bar thorne now jogging along on his old gray horse ju6t as composed as if he wasn't bent on an errand of evil. They do lay that old Barthoroe is the head and front of the whole business, l'llshow him! A reduction of salaries, indeedl I dare say he means to wheedle a consent out of us before hand, so that everything shall seem smooth to-morrow when the commit tee meets. But he'll find that he has mistaken his customer this time!" Littlo Alice began to tremble all over, and to grow pink and whito by turns, after her usual fashion when she wasdisturbod. "I I am so frightened!" hesitated she. "Please may I go home?" "Yes, you little coward," impatiently responded Miss Negley; "that is, if you haven't the courago to stand tip for yourself and your rights." "But Mr. Barthorno has always Wen so kind to me," faltered Alice Hopkins, "and if he should tell mo that it was best, I almost know that I should ton sent to having my salary reduced. You know, dear Miss Negley, that if it hadn't been for him, I never should have received the appointment at all." "I don't woniler," said Miss Xeg'ey. apostrophizing the ceiling, "that they aren't willing to allow women the privilege of suffrage in this benighted country. And you, Alice Hopkins, you may go home! Yon certainly will be of no use at all to me in lighting this battle." And Alice, heartily thankful for this grudgingly-accorded reprieve, put the copy books into the desk-drawer, piled up the dictionary and delincr, caught her little pink lawn sun-bonnet from its nail, and vanished like a living shadow into the nearest patch of cedar woods. Miss Negley sat very upright, with foldc.l arms and prominent elbows, her nose slightly tinctured with the rosy hue of coming battle, her lips slightly compressed; whilo Mr. Bar thorne, a pleasant-faced gentleman of live-ami-forty or thereabouts, trotted tip to the school house door, leisurely dismounted, tied his horse to the hitch ing post, and, totally unconscious that ho was observed, alike by Miss Xegley from her post of authority on the school room dais, and littlo Alice Hop kins by the spring in tho woods, paused to dust his boots with his yellow silk pocket handkerchief, and to adjust bis thick, dark locks before he rapped on tho door. "I'm glad I'm not there," said Alice Hopkins, with a long sigh of relief. And then, having cooled her faco and hands in the transparent spring, she sat down to think. To her, a reduction of her scanty salary meant nothing los than starva tion. As things were she could scarce ly pay her board and other expenses. And sitting there in tho shifting shadows of the wind-blown branches, she cried a little, to think how solitary and friendless she was in the world. Miss Negley, however, was in a very different mood. "Come in!" she had answered, brusquely, to the knock at the door, without taking the trouble to move from her seat. And when Mr Barthorno entered, ho espied her sitting stiff, silent, straight. "Good afternoon, Miss Negley!" said the trustee, depositing his hat on the nearest desk and venturing on an apolo getic bow. "Good afternoon, Mr. Barthorne!" Miss Negley answered, with just about as much warmth as an icicle in her address. ' I hope I do not intrude," said the trustee, civilly. "Oh, not at all!" said Miss Negley. "A hem!" said the trustee, evident ly ill at ease. . "It ain't easy to broach the business I've come on.Miss Xegley.' "I should think not," said the lady. "But I called just at this hour, when I expected to find you alone " "Oh, yes, I haven't any doubt that you did!" Miss Xegley interrupted him, in accents of lino sarciism. "Even you, Squiro Barthorne, would be ashamed to hint at such a thing before the poor, dear children " "Kh?" said Mr. Barthorne, instinct ively retreating a pace or two, for there was something pythoness-like in Miss Negley's attitude, as she rose and darted her head forward at him to em phasize her words. "I know what you're going to say,'' said Miss Negley; "and I won't listen to a word of it not one word! No one but a set of narrow-minded misers could have thought of it. I'll leave Wyndale school first!" "Well, well, no harm done," said Mr. Barthorne, clutching at bis hat. "If I'd have known that you'd taken things as hard as this" "How did you suppose I was going to take 'em?" said Miss Negley, with a scornful laugh. "Did you mistake me for the dust under your feet?" "I assure you," ma'am, that nothing of tho sort was in my mind," humbly uttered Mr. Barthorne. "I wish you good afternoon!" He hurried out, remounted his gray steed, which, poor beast, was just com. posing itself for a comfortable doze in the sunshine, and rode off, making, to Alice Hopkins' intense dismay, straight for tho shady cedar-woods, where she : still sat arranging ferns around the , ribbon of her hat. ! "There's no use trying to run ' away," thought she. "I may as well ' stay where 1 am. And after all. why should I be afraid of Mr. Barthorne?" i Mr. Barthonc checked his rein as he saw tho pretty young school teacher j thurc under tho cedar. Ho nodded ; pleasantly. "Fino day, Miss Alice!" said he, i wiping his brow with the identical yellow siik pocket handkerchief which had but now served as a duster for his boots. "Yes," said Alice, standing like j some fair wood nymph besith; the j spring. "Please, Mr. Barthorne, what j did she say?" j "What did who say?" said tho mid-1 die-aged gentleman, turning scarlet. : "Miss Xegley. Don't think mi in. j t nisi vi'," she added: "but I know all about it." ! "Tht! dencH you do!" said Mr. Bar thorne. "Why, she wouldn't let. mi get in a word edgewise-that's what j she said. Perhaps however, I've had a lucky escape!" "Hut you must own that it, is hard," said Alice, earnestly. "Hard?" echoed Mr. Barthorne. "I should have supposed it would havt suited her exactly! Hut," a new idea bursting athwart his brain, "there's a good lisli in the sea as ever were caught out of it! Miss Alice, what would you say if I were to ask you to be in v wife?" Alice Hopkins looked at him in aiiurcmcut. "1. Mr. liarthoriif ' :-.h"cclaiine.l, "You are jmuig enough to lie ,dv daughter, sure ei gh," said tin worthy man, not without some bitter ness. "Hut I'm not so very old, either. ami I've a good home to oiler any woman who will take pity up in mv loneliness." "Loneliness'" Alico looked at Mr. Harthorne in surjiri.se. It had never occurred U her little innocent heart that Mr. Har thorne, in the big white house, with the pair of holies and the elost. carriage, could ever be lonely. And perhaps there was something in the dewy brightness of her eyes as she raised them to Mr. Barthorne's face, that emboldened him to plead his cause with more energy. "I should love you very dearly, Alice," ho said, with a tremble in his voice. "I would be very good to you. Won't you answer me, Alice?" Her head drooped; there was an in stant of silence, and then she said in a low tone; "Yes, Mr. Barthorne, I'll marry you.' He bent and kissed her forehead. "You'll not regret it, my lass," said he. "And you're tho very girl I would have picked out of a thousand. I'm glad, now, that Miss Negley wouldn't listen to inc." Alico started. "Oh, Mr. Harthorne," saitl she, "wa that your errand?" "Of course it was." said Harthorne "Dr. Smiley said she was the very woman I needed to regulate my house hold. Hut the moment I hinted at tht subject, she as good as ordered me oil the premises. Not that I'm sorry foi it. She has a face like a man, and figure like a Prussian grenadier!" Alice broke out laughing. Sh could fancy exactly how Miss Xegley had looked. There was comfort in tht reflection that Miss Xegley would never lecture her more. Miss Negley battled with the com mittee next day, but in vain. Tht ruthless trustees reduced her salary one half, and when it transpired, in sonu unaccountable way, that siio had actually refused Mr. Harthorne (with out being asked) she felt that life wit indeed a failure. And the arrival ol Alice Hopkins' wedding-cards did not better matters. "Oh, dear, oh, dear!" sho said, "I spoke too soon. Why didn't I wait tc hear what Mr. Barthorno had to say before I answered in such a hurry: My tongue always was my besetting fault'" Opium Smokers. Most authorities agree that the first opium smoked by a white man in America was consumed in California but there is a division of opinion as tu when the vice was introduced. Dr. II. H. Kane of Xew York, who has given the subject careful study, says that in 1W8 the practice was begun in tho United States by a California "sport" named Clendnyn. but Dr. Allan McLane Hamilton says that ho saw white smokers in San Francisco joints long before that time. The habit traveled rapidly I'.astward, and reached New York in 1870. In Park, Mott aud P H streets among the Chim se tho first joints were opened. Now more than it.K Americans are said to be slaves to the habit of opium smoking. I-EARLS OF THOl'UIIT. Idleness is the door to all vice Success is a fruit slow to ripen. ' Egotism is tho tongue of vanity Many arc esteemed only because they are not known. Conscience warns us as a friend be fore it publishes us as a judge. 1 Hints aro like thistle-down. You cannot tell where they will light. 1 Those who set up a standard must expect to be judged by that standard. Lose not thy own for want of ask ing for it; it will get thee no thanks- i Thought is slow-paced imagina- j tion often reaches tho eroal ahead of I if 1 A torn jacket is soon mended, but : hard child, words bruise the heart, of a . ; Yon may depend upon it he is a ! gooil man whose intimate friends are j all good. The light of friendship is tho light of phosphorus--seen plainest w hen all around is dark. AVo seldom find people ungrateful so long as wo are in a coiidil ion to render them service. Envy is a passion so full of coward ice aud shame, I hat nobody ever had the confidence to own it. UNDER WATER. A talver'n i:rrlenre WKti Klinrk anil Other t'rratiirm of Hie Vasty -. Harry II. Hallartl, of New Orleans, one (if the eighteen marine or salt water divers of the I'nitcd Mates, was found foiiliucil to his room in the pay ward of the Cincinnati hospital by an attack of inflammatory rheumatism, caused by ex o.-ure as a diver. ")id you n.it fear tht! sharks in your diving e editions?" asked an Knquir i r reporter. "That is a subject about which there is a great deal of humbug. Old sailors with lots of idle time on their hands love to spin yarns about tho fe rocity of sharks. The shark is a cow ardly lish. He never attacks you un. less you provoke tho onar- rel. I have met thoti-ands of them and had them swim all around me, with their horrid, glassy, deathlike eyes glaring at mo and their huge mouths under their belly snapping as though ready to swallow me. Tho noiso that tho air makes roaring into tho shells frightens them and then they see that the man is moving about. At Callao harbor, which is a regular sharks' nest, I went down forty feet or more and met lots of these ocean dev ils, but none of them offered to molest mo. Divers have various expedients for avoiding theso animals, and ono was told mo on the Peruvian coast. A di ver was at work on the wreck of a Spanish man-of-war in West India waters. A safe containing $3,000,000 was the object of his search, anil after hours of patient labor the treasure was found. While he was shackling heavy iron chains to the treasure box a dark shadow, long and motionless suddenly attracted his attention) Looking upward he saw a hugo spot ted shark, twenty feet long, poised above and watching every movement as a cat does a mouse. The diver for got about tho f 3,0. 0,i". ami walking a short distance, was on tho point of signaling to the tender to pull him up, when a glance convinced him that it would be sure death. The shark watched his every movement, and with a scarcely perceptible movement of his tail, overshadowed his victim!""1" 1 '" . ." v "... ... , .. . i, . i-ilK iq luiirn iiriiiiiirtiiitw Never hi) . . . , ,. .i ioro nail tne Ulcr more neeu in linn- ness nnd i,.,rvi. f tl.er with bis Wits about him. He spied a long layer of mud close at hand, and he mux oil tow- j ard it. The shark followed, gliding stealthily toward him, while a thrill of horror ran through his veins. With an iron bar he stirred the mud, which rose thick and fast above him; the clear, golden light of the water disap peared, and the diver escaped. "The only scare I ever had with a fish was when I Jirst went d wn off tho South American coast. I had a great big crowbar in my hand, which perhaps fell aKnit a foot or eighteen Just beneath inches below my feet mo lay a huge cuttle-fish fast asleep Of course I did not see him. and the crowbar went clear through him. Tho cuttle-fish has a peculiar .node of at- tack. He discharges a black humor which muxes the water look like ink. Tho first thing I knew it was so black all around mo I could not see my hand lefore my face. I couldn't imagine what had broken loose anil I signaled to pull me up. Tho natives all laugh, ed and told me it was only a cuttle fish. Not long after the cuttlefish was worked ashore and there was my crow bar gons clear through him." Cin cinruiti dnauirtr. ARTHUR AS A POET. The President as a Nrhoolmaster An Kaiiy I'octlrnl i:iTnloi-How lie En couraged a ltltltileni Youth. A pleasant reminiscence of Presi dent Arthur's college days is told by Dr. Asa O. Stilluian, of Albia, a sub urb of Troy. In tho littlo village of North Pownal, Vt thirty-ono years ago, Chester A. Arthur, then a stu dont of Williams college, taught suhool during vacatio-t at the college to earn money to help defray the expenses of his education. Among the country lads who were placed under tho in. struction of thestriiggling student was Stillinan, then a buy of eight sum mers. It appears tha. the future presi- I dent of tho United States was unusual- ly strict in the rules governing his , g ,ho , n( rjKoroUSv insisted u,at oach of the y0ling ideas in his charco should speak a piece, every ex- animation day. Young Stillinan lacketl tho courago to declaim in the presence of the visitors who called to note the progress of the pupils. This want of bravery served as a sufficient excuse for exemption until Mr. Arthur re solved that it was no longer available, and insisted that stillinan should spout with tho rest of tho boys. Stillinan had been led to believe that tho pieces the other lads had recited were all original, anil complained that he was unable to compose anything that, would prove acceptable. Tho day be fore the examination arrived, an. I all tho scholars excepting Stillinan were prepared for a burst of eloipionee on the morrow. Stillinan was requested to remain after tho school had been dismissed, and visions of a boy receiv ing the benefit of a birch roil, wielded by our chief magistrate, flitted through his mind. Thu scholars had all do parted, when Mr. Arthur, addressing the quaking Stillinan, said smilingly: "Don't you think yon can speak a piece to-morrow ?" "I haven't got one," was the answer. "Will you learn one if I write it down for you?" "I'd try, but 1 can't read writing well enough," was the reply of tho boy, anxious to be excused. "Then I'll print it for you," said the persistent tutor. 'Will you learn it if iaor "I'll do my best," sighed the juve. nile, cornered at last. Mr. Arthur thereupon printed in letters large an 1 distinct the following "poetic gem." Tho original manuscript has been preserved by Dr. Stillinan 6ince the day President Arthur printed tbe verses in that little Vermont school house: Pray, how sha1! I, a little 1ml, In Bpenkin.! nvikc ii li ;on-; You am Imt ) Htiii(i, I'm uliaid, Do wait till I tM Ii'Kit. But since ynu wish to hear iny part, Anil iiid'i me m hen"' it, I'll -trlvo lor p aini with all my art, Though small my c.ianco to win it. I'll tell a tab), liow Farmer John A little riiiin roll lire. I, ir, Anil nvci ntuht ami every morn. Ho wuierrrt nnd he led, Bir. 6nil Nvi;)di)r Joe to Km un r John, "Yon purely are a dull, nir, To cpmi'l sui-li dnily cm e iion A littlo usu.osu colt, air." Tho fanner answered wondering Joe, "I bvini: my little eolt up Not lor the nooil he now ran do, lint may do when lie n mown up." The moral you limy plainly see, To keep Ihe tile horn sili"K, The little celt you think is mo, I know it by your wnjling. I now entreat jou to excuse. My liHpin and my stammers, views, And aince you've learned my parent' I'll humbly uiuko my manners. "When Asa Stillinan made "his man ners" after relieving himself of the above, he was met with tho congratu lations of his teacher, his parents and tho visitors. President Arthur fre quently refers to this maiden effort in I 1... ..,. It,,. ..I.v.i;nn . !,., Ore) son ho named Chester Artnur Mill ! man. This bov, at a Sunday-school - . - I "ft". lllfU 111" nuiipic inn ; ii'1 on oifs mvu arrived at precisely tho same ago as his father was when the latter deliver ed them. CliMiio Tribune, Locomotive Caprices. It is perfectly well known to expe rienced engineers that if a dozen dif. ferent locomotive engines were made at the same time, of tho same power, for the same purpose, of like material, in the same factory, each of theso 1oCi motive engine would come out with j lts own peculiar whims and ways, only , scenainaoie y epc,ic,.tc. ?in0 tako 11 PTVHt mml of coal antl wat once: anotller wUI not ,istpn to , uch a thing, but insists on being coax. bv adefuls and bucketful One is disposed to start tiff when required t the top of his speed; another mus1 iave a littlo time to warm at the work ind to get well into it. These pecu liarities are so accurately mastered by ikillful jrivers that only particular ncn can persuade engines to do their nest It would seem as if some of ihese "excellent monsters" declared, an being brought from the stable, "If it's Smith who is to drive, I won't go; if it's my friend Stokes, I am agrf ca'nle to anything." All locomotive engine? aro l'w spirited in damp and foggy weather. They have a great satisfac tion in their work when the air is crisp nnd froaty. At such a time they are very cheerful and bri.sk, but they strongly object to haze, and mists. These are points of character on which they are united. It is thetr po nliari ties and varieties of character that are most remarkuble. :""'"' linihi-mj JijUflinl. THE CISTI U MASSACRE. An Account of the Slaughter Ulven by an Imllaii Woman. Since (ienocal Custer and his com. mand of .'ili were nia-saercd by the braves of letting Hull, two or three ac counts have been given, each of which purported to be a correct history of the light. Hut of the particulars of the scene there have been only meager accounts. The M. Paul I'iinf r I'ns publishes an interview bet ween a cor- respondent at Manding Kotk Agency and the wife of Tatatnkahegle..ka. or Spotted Horn Hull. This woman is first cousin to Sitting Hull, and the' story is vouched for as being a true1 account of the battle. After describ ing the advance and the retreat of Ma jor Heno whom slip deelaicd to be either drunk or cra'.v and his men thoroughly panic stricken the wom an stated that the retreat find its con sequent slaughter was scarcely ended when the blare of Custer's trumpets told the Siotix of bis approach; but , they were prepared for him. The men 1 quietly crossed the river, and hundreds i galloped to his rear out of range at , first but soon hemming him in constant, j ly narrowing circles. The woman j mounted her pony and rode behind , her camp, where she could get a good view of tho hills beyond. She saw the troops come up and dismount. F.nch j fourth man seized the bru'les of three j horses besides his own. The rest do-, ployed ami advanced on the run toward j the river. She saw the terrible ' of the withering fire which greeted the ; approach from Hi" willows on mo in- , dians' side of the stream, and laughed j as she said: "Our people, boys and all, had plenty of guns and ammunition kill the new soldiers. Those w ho bad run away left them behind." Slowly trotting north along the outskirts of the encampments, she noted the Indians who had cros-ed getting closer to the .-..t, -.!,. .it -!. I the bitter those ' who were left of them.-retreat to . their horses and iimunt. Mie heard the yells of her kindred and the shouts of the w hites; but soon, .'is the former grew plentier and the latter fewer, she could distinguish little save lu re ami there an animated cluster of men and horses. Slowly her pony jogged down the stream. When she reached tin- Minnc conjo camp, on the extreme left, not an hour's ride, she said not one white soldier was visibie on the field, t'f horses there were plenty; these tho Indians spared. The Custer men were soon stripped and the Indians knew they had killed the long-haired chief, by his buckskin coat trimmed with beaver which they found upon him. The i-ioux lost thirty killed, and more than twice as many wounded, the Indians numbering five thousand in all. Preserving Power of Salt. It is well-known that in soil where lime abounds, dead bodies are fossilied in a few years or even a few months after burial. In soil where there is no lime there aro sometimes other ele ments which often preserve the fea tures of a buried body unchanged for many years. The philosophic Hamlet, musing by an old grave ow r the fai t that man turns into dust, and dust into earth, exclaims: "Imperial Cii'sar, dead and turned to cliiv, Mijjlit stop a hole to keep the wind uivay !" But what would have been his mus ings if ho had stood beside thedisin. terred body of his father and seen brow and form appearing as natural as when ho gave "tho world assurance of u man?" Yet this might have been, for thero arc numerous cases on record where bodies disinterred for removal after years of interment, have been found to be as well preserved as if they had been only a lew days dead. Genend Washington's features were quite perfect when his body was taken up to be put in the sarcophagus w here they now repose. The same was true of General Wayne, when hi3 body was removed forty years after death; and of Ilobort Hums, twenty one years after burial. But it seeins almost in credible that the body of John Hamp den, who was disinterred 200 years after death, should have been in a similar state of preservation. But Lord Nugent records the fact. His word is not to be questioned. Possiblv .i. ..... . ..,....ri.,.i.i., .,.. ..t ..ii ik... .. Vlirill'.-l 11 llllll IVIllHU I tlv u 1 ,111 iiii-au cases is that the bodies crumbled to a heap of dust soon after exposure, Tbe Train. Hoik It comes! It hutna! With ear to ground I catch the sound, Tho warning, courier-roar ( Tlmt runs alonu before. Tho pul.-iiiK, si minding now is clearort The hillsides echo "Nemor, nearer," Till, like a diove of insliii, frightened rnttlt With dust and wind and clung and sUriek and rutllo, Pu'ct tlio Cyclops of the train! I see a lair t ice at a pane, Like a piiino-stiing The ruils, iinhnnletipd, mop; Tin' w Into i nuke llic l'p to the nkitu; The sound In drowned--I Till' - Charles II. Cran-lull in tht Cml"ry. ITXfiKXr PA It AtiRAPHS. dream of fair women" - rich "A men. What t mother lacks in skill sh makes up in enthusiasm w hen sno cuts her boy's hair. "I'm going to turn over a new leat, as tho caterpillar remarked when he had .successfully ruined the mio be was on. Strong a-is the power of imagina tion you tatmot make a woman be lieve that she do-'S ii"t need a new bonnet, "Whisky," said the doctor, "hardens the brains." "Maybe it doe.-." replied the horrible example, "le t it softens t'.ie knees most won'erfully." A Venetian gla-s manufacturer is fabricating ladies' bonnets by the thou sands, and selling them, too. That, stylo of bonnet ought to make good looking-'lassfs. "Whore are the springs of long ago?" writes Kdith M. Thomas, in sweetly flowing verse. Give it up, Edith. Some of them may be hanging in that old hoop-skirt in tie attic "Let us lniisue the .subject a littlo farthcr," said the medical students at the bedside of adving patient. So tho IlCXt, niirht they went and stub iho lj0(,y from t)l0 ct.uittery. v" tiniWin Wlts blown right , , f j b th Mississirlli f.ydoI1Pi s the story goes. Even a cyclone has to npproaeh a mule sideways to get the better of him. The scene is laid in a railway car riage, where seven passengers are smoking furiously. The eighth pas- i B,.nrr.f ,.Aiirf1.ll(.1v "T llftff Villi!" Vt'AT. .fav.., ...0 ' 1 j ,.tl,n.vw.n Kiit T !- Virmn flint mv ; -, not smoking duesn't ineonvenienoe you." Ho had turned and twisted in his scat for nearly an hour, vainly trying to make an impression on tho young lady who sal behind him. At last bo asked: "Docs this train stop at Cic ero?" "1 don't know, sir," she quick ly replied, adding: "I lope so, it you think of getting off there." A Canine Critic. In the year 1S30 a phenomenon ap peared in the musical world which attracted considerable attention in Germany. A gentleman well know n as an enthusiastic musical amateur' of Darmstadt, in the Grand Duchy of Hesse, had a female spaniel, called Poodle. By striking the animal when ever music was played, and a false note struck, she was made to how l. At last the threat of tlio upraised stick w as equally effective, presently a mere glani'O of the master's eye produced the same howl, and at last the false noto itself. A German paper of the period says: "At the present time there is not a concert or an opera at Darmstadt to which Mr. Frederick S'. aud his wonderful dog are not invited or, at least, the dog. The voice of tho prima donna, the instruments of tho band, whether violin, claronet. haiitbois or bugle all of them must, execute their parts in perfect harmony, otherwise Poodle, looks at its master, erects its ears, shows its grinders and howls outright. Old or now pieces, known or unknown to the dog, pro duce the same effect." It must not be supposed that the discrimination of tho creature was confined to tho mere ! execution of musical compositions. Whatever may have been the case at i tho outset, of its musical career, j towards its close a vicious modnlat ion I or a lalso relation of parts produced j the same result. "Sometimes to tease i the dog," says our Gorman authority I "Mr. S. and his friends take a pleasure j in annoying t'.ie canine critic by emit I ting all sorts of discordant sounds from ; instrument and voice. On such oe-ca-! sions the creature loses all self-coin-j mand, its eyes shoot forth fiery flashes, I and long and frightful, howls respond I to tho inharmonious concert of the mischievous bipeds. But tho latter j must be careful not to go too far, be cause when tho dog's patience is much tried it becomes savage, and endeavors i 1 10 l'itc ,,oth its persecutors and their instruments. London SocULj.