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tntti!, no,- diiilinjj, lii-ouiKo it i aim
A'vi IIowoih tlrnnp mill llm rain is filling
Ami .1iO ore Minimi; tlm window piiinw.
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t'liiiij: mill wiilnny tlm nky mw rlonr
An. I rie nguin " tl' lutlioo (winning?
All. well, r.mimnlici-, my fmiliidi dimi-,
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ing ' "
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An. tlm n Iiii.U Minx in (ho Imr .lnno
wi'itilii-r.
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ll"i K'i den i ll ili.'ii n' xwiu'ii to-ndier;
When lil-i" sm- nihwiir lit . i -Uv iiI'ovp,
Anil tin-;!!! slurs Inllow llm 1 :i H iliii'liiiin.
Win , tlii'ii, 'In no inf i il to Millie, my love:
" 'I n iuy to tuili whi n llm miii is oliin
in !
lint tin m t'l" limn tlm hnnrt tn tmt
Vlin win'cr in n ' i- mid sin i ins iiih hoTl-
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I. iilts lip nl I'm -ty nnili) nml armvlmi;.
'J lie linive litlli' niit nIhmiM risn to inwl
I II" nun's Kin i:u nml III" 'I ichi'ng.
All') till" i III!' Illllll III lllllil; I'll MtlM'l,
" ' I t" i'.nr 1 1 h i; i wii mi ih'i sun is uliin-
in:; ' "
M'l It ,4ic.iAe.
OLNY A BUTTON.
A cheerful south room, with :i buy
w ii'inw full nl' blossoming plants ; a
bright iir frlmvin hi'hinil a burnished
Urate; a carpet wliu.se soft, velvety
pih w.h shaded in blues ami woo 1
colors, to correspond with thcdama-ik
c ivored furniture ; and a lit t lo gilded
closk, which h 1 1 just struck nine at
night- all these things mot Mr
Chiekerly's eye as she laid down her
book and yawne I as widely as her ripe
cierry of a month would admit.
She was a plump, fair-fared young
matron of some, four or live and t wen
ty, with bright unburn hair, soft blue,
eyes, and a complexion whose roses
sto J in need of no arliileiat roug'i to
h 'ighten their rhanns, while her dress
of sift crimson merino was exquisite
ly adapted to her acini Monde style.
"Fanny," siid Mr. Chiekerly, link
ing up from his newspaper, ".lid yo.i
call on thoio Carters today?"
"S , I never thought nl' it."
"And they leave town t.-iiiorrow
morning ; and Carter is absurdly sen
sitive to all slights fancied or real.
Fanny, I desired you to make a point
of calling."
"Well, I did intend to." pouted Mrs.
Chiekerly," but one can't think of
everything."
"You cannot, it seam-i."
'It appears to inn yon am making a
m iiintain out of a mole-hill," said she,
r ither tartly.
"It in ly affect my business) very se
riously. Carter's house earr;c great
iniluonce with it."
Mrs. Chiekerly was silent, patting
the velvet carpet with her foot in a
m inn r that iudicaied some annoy
ance. "1 shall have to leave very early to.
ino.-row morning," said her husband
ures ntly.
"Togo to S'-enersville, about Aunt
Kiiza'ielh's will?"
"res."
'it'i, I wouldn't, Frank."
"Why not?"
"It's such bitter cold wea'her to
travel in ; and Aunt FJi.tbelh is snrh
a whiunie.il old woman, it's in likely
as not that she'll change her mind
a'iml making a will wh"ii yon et.
tti 're. I woulil wait a little, If I wer
you."
Mr. Chiekerly smiled.
'That would Iim your system of do
ing things, but not mine."
"My system, Frank! What do you
mean?''
"1 mean that you believe in pulling
things off indefinitely, and not always
in the wisest manner. I wish you
would break yourself of that habit.
Hulievo me, it will someday bring you
to grief."
Mrs. Chiekerly contracted her eye
brows. "I don't believe in being lectured,
Frank."
"And I don't very often lecture you,
my dear ; pray give me credit for
that."
"You didn't think you were marry
ing an angel when you took me, I
hope?"
'No, my love. I thought I was
marrying a very pretty little girl,
whose few faults might easily be cor
rected." "Faults I Have I any great faults,
Frank."
"Little faults may sometimes entail
great eonsequonees."
"If you scold, any more I shall go
out of the room."
"You need not, for I am going my
self to paek my valise. By the way.
there's u button olTtho shirt I want to
wear tomorrow. 1 wish you would
come up stairs and sew it on for me."
"I will, presently."
Why can't you come now?"
"I just vant to finish this book ;
there's only one more chapter."
Fanny opened her volume so reso
lutely that her husband thought it best
not to contest the question.
Sitting all alone in front of the
bright, lire, Mrs. Chiekerly gradually
grew drowsy, and before she knew it.
shu had drifted off Into the shadowy
regions of dream-land.
Mm was roused by tho clock striking
eleven.
"Hear me! how late It is!" she
thought with a little start.' "I must
go up stairs immediately. Theie, I
forgot to tell the- cook about having
brea'ifast at livo to-morrow morning,
and of course she's abed and asleep by
this time. F1I bo up early enough to
sco to it myself, that will bo just as
well."
Laying this salvo on her conscicoco
Mrs. Chiekerly turned off the gas, and
crept drowsily Hip tho stairs.
"Fanny, Fanny, It's past Ave, and
cook hasn't come down stairs yet.
Are you suro you spoko to her last
night?"
Mrs. Chiekerly rubbed her eyes and
looked sleepily around.
"I H, Frank. I forgot all about-
speaking to her last, night," she said
with conscienco-stricken face. "Hut
I'll run right up she can have tho
breakfast ready in ii very few min
utes.' Sin sprang out of bed, thrust her
feot into a pair of silk-lined slippers,
and threw a shawl over her shoulders.
Mr. Chiekerly bit his lip, and check
ed her.
"N'o nee I, Fanny, said he, a little
bitterly ; "1 must leave the house in
fifteen minute, o. miss the only
through train. It's of no use speaking
to i k now."
"I'm so sorry, Frank."
Mr. Chiekerly did not. answer; he
was apparently absorbed in turning
over tho various articles in his bureau
drawer, while Fannin sat shivering
oh the edge of the bed, cogitating how
hard it was for her husband to start
on a long journey that bitter morning,
without, any breakfast.
'lean make a cup of coffeo myself
over I he furnaeo tire," she exclaimed,
springing to her feet.
Hut Mr. Chiekerly again interposed.
"sit down, Fanny, please. I would
rather you would sew this button on
the neck of my hhirt. I have packet
the others--those that are lit to wear.
I have shirts enough, but not one in
repair."
Fanny crimsone 1 as sho remembered
how ftn in the courso of the last
month or t wo, she had soleinly prom
ised herself to devoto a day to the
much needed renovation of her hus
band's shirts. She looked around for
her thimble.
"I left it down s'airs last night.
I'll get it in a minute."
Tho hotHC-maid had just kindled a
lire in ttie sitting ro nn grata; it was
blazing and era-Ming cheerily among
the f re-ih e uls, and Fanny e mid not.
reist t he tempt a' ion of pausing a mo
ment, lo warm her chilled lingers, and
wat'h tlie greenish purple spires of
llanie .shoot merrily up the chimney,
until she heard her lunband'.s voice
calling her Imperatively,
"Fanny, Fanny! what are you do
ing?" "( Hi. dear," thought the wife, as she
ran up si airs, "I wish Frank wouldn't
be so cro-;s. lie's always In a hurry."
I .it tie. Mrs. Chiekerly never stopped
to think that the real reason was that
she, his wife, wat never "in a hurry."
The nei'dln threaded, the thimble
fittelon, an appropriate Initton was
liet to be selerted.
'oh, dear, Frank, 1 haven't one the
right sie!"
Sew on what you have, then ; but
be ipiick!"
I'.ut Fannin was quite certain thoro
was just the right button somewhere
in her work-basket and stopped to
search for it .
'There, I told you so!" she cried tri
umphantly holding it up on the end
of her needle.
Well, well, sew It on quick!" said
Mr. Chiekerly, glancing at his watch
nervously.
"That's just your worrying way,
Frank ; as if anybody could sew a
button on woll in a hurry. There I
my needle had como unthreaded !"
"Oh, Fanny, Fanny !" sighed her
husband, fairly out of patience at last,
"why didn't you do it last night, as I
begged of you ? I shall miss the train,
and what little chance wo had of a
place in Aunt Kliabeth's will, will be
sacrillced to your miserable habit of
being always behindhand !"
Fanny gave him the shirt, and be
gan to whimper a little, but Mr. Chiek
erly hsd neither the time nor the in
clination to pause to soothe her petu
lent in .:ii festal ion of grief, lie
finished his dressing, caught up his
valise with a hurriedly spoken "good
by," and ran down stairs two steps at
a time, into the street,
"There he goes," murmured Fanny,
"and he's gone away cross with me,
and all for nothing but a miserable
button!" I wish there wasn't such a
thing as a button In the world !"
( A wish which wo much misdoubt.
many another wife than Mr Chick. ' IXCIDEXT ()l; TRAVKL
erly has echoed, with perhaps better .
reason.) Bill Nyo Meets n Beautiful
Mrs. Chiekerly was silting down to Bknido at n Hotel.
her little dinner, with a daintily
browned chicken, a tumbler of currant A Beautiful D.oain of Hio Night Rudely
jelly, n curly bunch of celery ranged Dispelled in 'tlm Morn.
before her, when, to her surprise, thej
door opened and in walked her lord and Night before last, after I had regis
husband. ! tered at tho hotel and b.cn assigned
"Why, Frank, where on earth did -iho last room in the house" I use
you come from ?" cried the astonished the language of the hotel clerk I
wife. : went into the dining-i"iun to tea.
"From tho office," very cooly ans- j After 1 had regained my c incidence
swered Mr. Chiekerly. 'among strangers, and curled myself
"Hut I thought you were off for up in as abject a maimer as possible
Scenersville In such a hurry." 'in tho presence of the head waiter, 1
"1 found myself just live minutes began to look around me f ir an upper
too lato for tho train, after having run t unity to beam on some unprotected
all the way to the depot." woman with inv sunnv smile. It is not
"Oh, that was too bad.'
Chiekerly s'liiled a little as he began
to enrvo the chicken.
"Yes, 1 was a little annoyed at, first,
it did seem rather provoking to be
kept at home by only a shirt button."
"What are you going to do?"
"Why, I shall make a second start
to-morrow."
"I'll see to it that your breakfast is
ready this time, to tho second, and all
your wardrobe in trim." said Fanny,
rather relieved at. the prospect of a
chance of retrieving her character.
"You need not. I have engaged a
room at a hotel dear the depot. I can't
run any more risks."
He did not speak unkindly, and yet
Fanny felt that he was deep'y dis
pleased with her.
"Hut, Frank"
"Wo will not discuss the matter any
further, my dear, if you please. I
have resolved to say nothing moro to
you about reforms. I see it is use
less, and only tends to foster an un
pleasant, stato of feeling between us.
Shall I help you to some more niacca
roni?" Fairly sileneed, Fanny at o her din
ner with what appetite was left her.
Three days afterward, Mr. Chieker
ly once moro made his entrance, just
at dusk, valine in hand, while Fanny
sat enjoying tho ruddy light of the
coal lire and tho consciousness of hav
ing performed her duty in the mend
ing and general renovation of her hus
band's drawer full of shirts a job
which sho had long been dreading and
postponing.
Well, how is Aunt Fliz ibeth?'
questioned Mrs. Chiekerly, when h'T
husband, duly welcomed and greeted,
had seated himself in the opposite easy
chair.
"Dead." was the brief reply.
"Head !" Oh, Frank ! Of her old
enemy, apoplexy?"
"Yes."
"Washer will made?"
"It w.'H. Apparently she had ex
pected mo on the day she herself ap
pointed ; and on my non-arrival on tho
only train that stops, she sent for tho
village lawyer, ma le hor will, and left
all her property to the orphan asylum
in Scenersville, with a few bitter
words to the effect that tho neglect of
her only living nephew had induced
her, on the spur of tho moment, to al
ter her original intention of leaving it
to him. She died tho next morning."
"Oh, Frank, how much was it?"
"Ten thousand dollars."
There was a moment or two or si
lence, then Mr. Chiekerly added com
posedly, "You see, Fanny, how much that
missing button has cost mo !"
Mrs. Chiekerly sat like one con
demned, by the utterance if her own
conscience. Not alone tho one missing
button, but the scores nay, hun
dreds of trilling omissions, forgetful- j
ness and postponements which mado
her life one endless endeavor to "catch 1
up" with tho transpiring present, I
seemed to present themselves before
her mind's eye. What would this end
in? Was not the present lesson suili
ciently momentous to teach her to train
herself in a different school?
She rose and came to her husband's
side, laying one tremulous hand on bis
shoulder.
"There shall bo no more missing
buttons, my love," she said earnestly.
lie comprehended all that she left
unspoken, and silently pressed the lit
tle hand in his own; and not a word
more was said upon this subject.
Hut it was not forgotten. Mrs.
Chiekerly set herself resolutely to
work to uproot the rank weeds grow
ing In the garden of her life. And
sho succeeded, as we all may do when
we resolve to do a wise thing.
Miitlier-oM'ciirl.
Mother-of-pearl, of which ornamen-,
tal buttons, buckles, fnn sticks, card! j
cases and other fancy articles are 1
made, is tho principal production of j
Tahiti, and makes a commerce varl-! j
ously estimated between $20,0' and I
$li 1,000 a year. The lagoons in which j
the oysters producing this material
are found aro growing poorer every I
i
i
are adopted, they will he inqviverishe t '
it not ruino I, In a lew jears.
my custom while traveling to smile on
one In whoso heart a hope might
1 spring up to be dashed to the earth by
, my departure. If I had caused pain
, l:) that, way 1 did not intend to do sn.
i I can joke and carry on and have a
J real good time, but I do not wish to
, inspire in any brca-t a hope which may
I be blasted, all, ala-! toosimn.
u was not long before I discovered
; n beautiful blonde of the female sex at
, the farther end of the romn beneaih
the chandelier. Her skin seemed to he
f ;l ih-lieate sea-shell color, and her
hair w.u corn-colored. Her cloth-s
also were entirely new, 1 should judge
ami made especially for her. On her
linger she wore a diamond ring wiih
perfect ease. She knew just, hmv to
work that linger in order to get the
most possible glitter out of her dia
mond. Kvery little while I would look
over there and level in her beau'y, and
I thought that she was not Insensible
to my charms, si ill she looked at me
in a kind of a half reproachful man
ner, which gave m the idea that I did
not know whether it was intentional
or not.
All that evening she was in my
mind. I dreamed that night that I
swooped down upon her and carried
her away to the remotest boundaries
of the world in a special car. Tlie
next morning lavoko hungry, for I
didn't cat much supper the evening
before. I went down to luvaklast.
waiting and fooling away my time,
hoping that she would come wbilo 1
was in tho breakfast room, and I
would fill myself up with the beauti
ful vision and a cup of coffee.
Anon she came. She sailed into tho
room with calm disdain and an air of
h'Hiteur, and such things as that.
The head waiter waved his hand like
a sell'-acling dudo in a theatre, and
gave her a seat at my table. A thrill
passed up through my graceful and
delicately-molded spinal column, end I
laid down the vulgar suasago with
which I was about to feed myself
when she dawned upon me.
I ventured then to look across tlie
table at her in the full glare of tho
new born day. (Stereoscopic views
of this last sentence wilt be forward
ed to any ad Ires at $1 per glare).
The first thing that 1 discovered was
that she hadn't put her yellow w ig
on straight. It was a little higher on
one ear than tho other, which gave
her tho air of a young m m who has
ovennonkeyed with the (lowing bowl.
This showed to tho ca-rnal olnerver a
glimpse of her own moth-eaten, sage
brush hair peeping out like the faded
tail on an old buffalo robe.
Then I knew that we could never bo
more to each other than friends. Her
nose was red also,and she bad not been
properly kalsomined. In tho hurry of
dressing she hail missed her noo with
the p iwder rag. and that organ
meaning, of course, the nose, not the
powder rag loomed up robust and
purple in the ghastly waste of cheek
bones and other osseous formations.
Ah, what a pain it gave mo to see
my beautiful viion fado thus before
my eyes! Then I thought how I had
' smiled upon her tho evening before.
and how, perhaps, a new hope had
j sprung up in her heart, and 1 feared
J that when sho knew it was all over
j between us, tho slunk, at her tinio of
j life, might kill her.
j 1 left my hot pancakes, with the ma-
pie syrup all over them, and lied, out
! into the din. tho hurry and the tireles
j rush of the mad. mad world, trying to
stiile the memory of that broken heart.
; Should she see these lines I hope ,-dio
will not think bitterly of me. I still
: admire bet as a well preserved ruin,
I but love in such a case would be a
j hollow mocker. -St. Paul Iluuhl.
Cruel Man.
made this cake?" asked
Who
Dobbsof bis young wife as be chewed
on a piece.
"I did, my dear," she answered with
pride.
I'm uni." he continued testily,
what kind is it?"
"Angel cake, darling."
"I'm mn - good name for it man
pats very
J'ntrtin:
much of It." Mi)i fai!i
A Novel Uellcnry.
Among the products, more or less
Chinese, which, since the hostilities
with Franco, have found their way back
to I'aris. tho trcpang, or sea-cucumber,
is the most remarkable. The trcpang is
probably tho most extraordinary lish
which lives in the sea, and thero is
just now a great demand for it among
the I'arisian ijnunn'ts. The trcpang
indeed, is one of the latest I'aris fash
ions. From its habits tho very Idea
of the trcpang is repulsive, but its
llesh is delicate, and it produces a soup
which many people esteem equal to
turtle. The scientiiic name of tho trc
pang Is llnlollniiiu iihih'.t, and, in ap
pearance. It is noun-thing like a long
snail traversed from one end to tho
other by a digestive tube. The crea
ture, indeed, is more like a stomach
than anything else. It walks upon
hollow tentacular fe:-l, which, when it
moves along its native locks, act, as
suckers. The trcpang possesses the
I extraordinary facidlv of ejecting, when
frightened or irritated, the entire con
tents of its body -even to the teeth.
What, however, is more extraordinary
still, is that when the organs have
been ejected they presently reproduce
themselves. Another not less extra
ordinary faculty is that of .spontan
eous siibdi ision. When it is hungry
and cannot find food to nurture tho
whole of Its body, tho animal snaps in
the middle, and two perfect sea-ciicuiu-b"rs
are produced where before there
was but on". So great a delicacy is
the trcpang esteemed by the I'liine-iu
that some thousands of junks are occu
pied in li hing for them. The Chin
ese seas art; exceedingly limpid, and
the Malay li.sher ;ien can observe the
animal slicking to the rock at a great
depth. They are transfixed by a kind
of harpoon lixed to a long bamboo;
but in shallow water they aro taken
by divers. Immediately the boats re
turn to the shore tho creature Is
thrown alive into a cauldron and
boiled in sea water. Alter being
cleaned they aro smoked or dried
in the sun. The usual price for tie-
! pangs ready for consumption is seventy
pounds per ton. They are mainly used
: for soil p. but in China are sometimes
eaten like ordinary lish. The Parisian
rir-nrs who have lately been experi
menting upon trepang-soup sav that
it possesses much of the exquisite lla
vor of tho crav-lish.
Indian (J in M's In Order.
So determined, indeed, are some of
these fabricators of fraud, that the
following incident is worthy of being
published, to show tho ingenuity they
exerci-o in their peculiar calling. To
discover an Indian grave is, of coarse,
j a red letter day for the archa-ulngisl.
! Now, Indian graves are manufactured
I to order, it would appear. At least
the following recently occurred in
! Xew .lersev : A Philadelphia Flint
.lack secured a half-decayed skeleton
from a Coder's field in the vicinity,
and placed it in a shallow excavation
on the wasting bank of a creek in
Now .lersev, w here Indian relics were
frequently found. With it lie placed
a steatite tobacco pipe nf his own
make, a stoaiilo carving of an eagle's
head, and beads ; with these were
thrown numbers of genuine arrow
heads and fra ;iuenfs of pottery. Tho
earth was blackened with powdered
charcoal. This "plant" was made in
November, and, in tho following
March, during the prevalence of
.high waters and local freshets, be an-
I nounced lo an enthusiastic collector
that ho knew the location of an Indian
I grave, and offered to lae him thither
for fifty dollars, the money to be paid
if the search proved successful, w hich
of course it did. The cranium of that
Philadelphia pauper passed through
I several cranudogisls" ban Is, and was
gravely remarked upon as of unusual
interest, as it was a marked dolicbo-
J cephalic kul, whereas the lielawaru
Indians were iiracnycepiiaiic ; "
far .Ni ;! M,,nUihi.
Changing the Verses.
A clergyman's wife was telling of
her experience with Chinese pupils in
the mission schools. "I'hristianity."
sho said, "is so new to them that,
when they embrace it, they do o with
great earnestness. Tiiero is no half
way work with them; and they aro
more strict in sin, ill matt.-rs ihan
American christians. We had some of
them at a church sociable a lew nights
ago, and we hail at supper some can
dies which aro rolled up in paper with
printed couplets enclosed some of
them extremely silly. The Chinese
boys read them and looked surprised at
seeing such a thing served in a church
parlor, but were too polito to say any
thing about them. Soon afterward
they gave an entertainment, but w hen
we unrolled the papers we found
they had taken out the foolish verses
and had substituted texts of Scripture
printed on little slips of papi-r. Some
of us felt that we had received a well
deserved rebuke." -New York Trih
line.
One of f'li-vrln imI'n I'n i-iIoiim.
There is a pretty little story told oi
firovcr Clc eland's last, summer at a
resort, in the Adirondaeks. At the
hotel where he was stopping tho gen
tlemen were very f.md of sporting and
also of young venison. One day when
they were out on the lake in a boat a
little fawn ran down into the water,
and they were able, by getting in its
rear.to finally it catch alive and drag i
into the boat. Alter they had done so
il again escaped them and got into the
waler. lint they recaugh', it and
brought it, dripping and frightened, to
the hotel. Here they announced their
intention of killing it lor the table.
Tho ladies, however, who were de
lighted with it. made a strong petition
for its release. There was mii' h dis
cussion and it was finally decided that
it should be tried for its life before one
of the party, who should act as judge.
This was d uio and til" speeches were
made. Hut the judge found the fawn
guilty of death and the sentence wa?
pa -.sod. The ladies y-tiil plea-led, and
it was finally decided to let the gover
nor decide, whether il should be par
doned or not. He promptly gianted
its pardon, much to the disgust of the
hunters, and tho little tiling bounded
away. tr Ihunli A nun tlx.
i.nsi mil-.
A poor boy employe I ill S.: it land to
keep slice) was overtaken o i the hills
by a severe snowstorm. J.-uig and
bravely he kept up, and tri -d to drive
his llock towards home by taking not'!
of the landmarks he knew. All in
vain; the snow fell fast, and before
night all traces nf road ami paths were
lost, and p.mr Willie I mi it I him -elf
alone in the hills with his sheep.
As the night wore on the la a!
drowsiness began to creep over him,
beyond a power lo resi-t. and without
a scrap of shelter he laid himself
down among his sheep lo sleep and
die, lor be was .-ore he would never
wake on earth. With a smoMieie.l
prayer for help he fell asleep, and as I e
lay there more shei p a oc ami ! i 1 1 ! d
around him. SI range, m lee I, a; it
may seem, the warmth from their
l-odies kepi him from being Irn.-en lo
di. ith. parly I r un home went in
search for him, and they loiind him
surrounded by a dozen old sh'-ep,
whose instincts had saved his life.
In keeping themselves warm they had
kept warmth and life in him. And
he lived many years to toll t his anec
dote of his boyhood's peril when lost
on the wild northern hillside.
HlMV .loltllV MIHt-! CrYlHH.
Johnny and Nelly were playing in
the sitting room, when .lohny fc 1
down and bumped bis nose. It did
not hurl him much but, he was foul
of crying. The tears came intu bis
eyes.
"Don't cry. Johnny," said Nellie.
-Iliiw can I help it." replied John; -"when
I have fallen down aid
bumped my nose?" And he began te
cry with all his might.
"Then," cried Nellie, "there is ni'th
ing for me to do but to beat the arm
chair till Johnny stops crying." "o
she seized a slick and began to bi.it
the chair as hard as he could.
Fred came running in. "O Nellie!"
said he, "why are you beating the
the armchair?"
'How can I help il." rr plied Nellie.
'When Johnnie has fallen down and
bumped his nose, and is crying with
all his might ? I must be.it the chair
till Johnny stops crying."
"Then," cried I'rcd, "theie is noth
ing for ine to do but to blow my tin
trumpet." o he took the trumpet
from his pocket, and began to blow
with all his might.
In came ophia, the older si-ter.
"O Fred!" said she. "why aro you
blowing so loud on your tin trum
pet 't"
"How can I help it," replied Fred,
"when Johnny has fallen dow u and
bumped his nose, an I is en ing with
all his might and Nellie is beating the
armchair? 1 must blow the trumpet
till lohnny stops crying,
"Then" cried Sophia, 't ! ere is noth
ing for me to do but to ring tho din
ner bell." Ni she seieil the bell, and
began to ring as hard as sin1 could,
Tho noise soon brought in mother
Allen. "O Sophie!" said she, "why
are you ringing the dinner bell so
hard'?"
"How can I he'p it," replied Sophie
"when Johnny ha fallen down and
bumped his nose, and is crying with
all his might, and Nellie is beating thf
armchair, and Fred is blowing his tir
trumpet? I must ting the bell still
Johnny stops crying."
" I'hen," cried mother Allen, laugh
ing, "I here is not nine; for me to ib
but to look for the switch which
stands near the pan of cookies." Ami
she ran to the kitchen with all her
might.
Johnny jumped up and ran after his
mother. lie was ashamed, but he
j tried to laugh. Nelly run after Johnny
j I'rcd ran alter Nellie, Sophie ran aftei
Fled. Johnny bad stopped crying fol
that day. '.'"j- JAUU Hues.
Chaff anil Grain.
"Knell story of a soul is yrenl ; but wild
i vim' 1 mile it. I'm' who I. mini ii;it inulc9 th
e,l entu(!-s ?
' I 'i , lio ctin Kill il nml In in.' onl the grain,
Wiiinimeil nml clean linin III') eunei-nliiig
elhiir.'
I Wlni can the dross di .sever from (lie gold ?
! Who I'-tinialf the lillle or the lent
Kw-ii in oae liniiiiiii wool ! I ir lei slmkc. out
I The M'tcd li'i'lin'-. nl n 1 1 1 in in 1 1 lii-iol '.'
I Or who unwind 1 1 to tmn hour's ruvcUo'l
! Ilmii-iits
Of one imir mind even in its idle -I d iv ? '
"Tho b limn us of iiiini me nil untrue;
Jlis wel jiis mid eyes dec iilnl. Ik limy
W t ile
; Tile .'iim ii' . prlilili! urn liii-l,-,
'I lie :inn;i!s el n lu ll ! i ir u vi a in !
1 I -1 1 llie ;;li'lll stm-y ill 1J nu'll MI-1 liein.',
i The liill- unit valley el III- III", Iim e.ilinol J
I A lile mn.lc ii, ..I Inn ii li'- sli.irf veins,
And jot r.iiiliiiiiinx in il- 1 1 oil .li-1 round
i T''iiin'-'-. jut'l ii.li :md clriiigc-, l iil'iii.-. con-
.(IH-SlS
' Ind.ulvlliA mid tell ix illi.ml end.
1 .ii ,.'iim llfiitr.
IIIHOIMII'S.
A caucus a crow.
Wooden heads should wear chip
hats in summer.
The lung is said to be coming in
fashion again. On doors closed by
servant girl; it is worn very loud.
MS'liat is an i pistle?" asked a Sunday-school
teacher of her class. "The
wife of an aposi'e," replied the young
hopeful.
' J I - -wi'l'l I lil t
Wla-u Uii ii-'ii-1. my lvo.
J'.'ii iilni: (.ik
Il liirle'le II. ete I" I y 'II.
That ladies easily learn to play the
violin is riii'. surprising when their
experience in handling beaux is taken
into consideration.
A wise exchange .says "only one
woman in a thousand can whi-tle."
This probably results from the fact
that so long as a woman can la'U sho
doesn't care t" whistle.
Miss Amanda has jusl had a ipiiet
toto a! tele wi h Lieutenant KligiHe,
and was asked by her guardian bow
she like I bis conversation. "Oh, im
inensoly. There's a ring in hi i voice."
"My son," said a fond father to bis
little son, whom be had been punish
ing by tb" use of the to I for the first
lime: "my son, I hope this has taught
you a leson." "Yes. pa," the little
fellow sobingly replied : "it's taught
me that it is better to give than to re
ceive." Conjuror (pointing to a largo cabi
net) Now, la lies and gentlemen, al
low me to exhibit my concluding trick.
I would ask any lady in the company
to step on the stage and stand in this
cuploard. 1 will then close the door.
When 1 open it agabi tho lady will
have vanished without leavirg a trace
behind. icntlciiieu (in tin; front, seat
aside to his wife) "1 say, old woman,
do me a favor and step up!"
Kmiiid Ibdiins.
The "round robin" is a novelty in
! this count rv, but in former ilavs it
was frequently used in the l'.ritish
navy, whore petitions and complaints
I from the siilors were written in this
' manner in order to protect any of the
signers from being considered a ring
:! ader. The names are place! in a
j circle inclosing the request, which in
j the above instance is highly reasonable
, and sin old succeed. The most noted
j round robin in oxislance is that prescn
j ted by the ' of London to Hr.
Johnson in reference to his epitaph on
j (loldsmith. one important objection be
: ing that the latter was written in Laf
, in. The paper was drawn up by lid
' inun 1 I'oirke, and begins thus: "Wo
the i '(; iv ;.,'' etc. The "cir
j euniscribors" include (iiblion, Iiurke,
i Waiton, Coliuan. slier! Ian, Sir Joshua
j IJeynol Is and other distinguished men,
I and yet they failed. The reply of the
i('erebiis of literature was that ho
: "would never disgrace the walls nf
i Westminster abbey with an linglish
inscript i m." Johnson ai terw ai d learn
ed the name of t lie author ol this f t
1 inous round robin, on which his only
comment was. "I did not think that
! man Iiurke was such a fool." It is
1 hardly ncco.-sary to add that the J,at-
in epitaph still remains. Trot Thins.
I
i The I'lnliitinu nf the Aria-Chair.
I The transition from tho arm chair
to the easy chair was not. made all at
once. When men and women wanted
' real repose, they formerly found it in
divans, couches, sofas, and, what in
1 shakspe ire's time were s mmvhat re
1 proachfully called "day-beds." A.
1 loose cushion was made for wooden
chairs, and it was sometimes placed
j upon, at other limes underneath, a
j richly embroid'r.id cloth or an an
! imal's fkin. It is doubtful whether
I for many hundred years, the easy
I ( hairs of Western Kuropo were any
i thing mor-i elaborate. Tho fixed seat
! and padded back and arms did not
! come into use in England until Queen
j Elizabeth's time. An arm chair wa ,
J h fact, an article of costly luxury,
nd sometimes of reproach.