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VOLUME, VII.
NEWTON, CATAWBA COUNTY, N. CFRIDAY, OCTOBER 23, 1885.
NUMBER 39.
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v i 1
William & shannon,
EDITORS AND PUBLISHERS.
Oue co r, 0,10 year. 7T
lS,tion'1e c,,,twc'1 witl'tlv.V,t'of the
ii ciSeS. b,"",C! " laiirt w a,il,ol0l to in
iemTlW"-UM0 "9nroo: tf" Hnw or
a J. Shipp. x. H. Cobb.
SHIPP & COBB,
Atloinejs At liawx
Practice in U the Courts. Office on Public
square.
L L WITHERSPOON,
ATTORNEY A.T LA.W
NEWTON, N. u.
M, L. McCORKLE,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
NEWTON, N. C.
0". IB. LITTLE,
'Sxivgfeon Den i in t,
Has located lit New ..-i, N. 0.. ami offers hi
professional services t. jh-..;i!o of town an
county.
Office isr Vouxt A Suatro BoiLinxa.
J.E THORNTON,
Newton, N. C,
Keeps constantly on hand all mz ;s of Wood
Coffins, and different qualities, as tine as can
be bought anywhere for the sam3 money.
Reasonable time allowed to reliable parties.
Shop one mile north of the court house.
R. P. REINHARDT,
BREEDER OF
Short Ham Cattls ant Cots? oil Sheep.
I have now for sale some very fine bucks and
ewes. B. P. REINHAKDT,
Newton, N. 0.
: STOP AmE;i;i
-LESOIR, N. C-
WILL H. RAMSAUR, Proprietor.
STOP
A T THE
Yount House.
The subscriber having taken the Toun
House, Newton, N. C, -wishes to inform th9
public that he is prepared to accommodate
travelers in a first-class style. Prices reason
able. Board by the day or week at reduced
prices.
"Formerly "proprietor of the Delawo
House, Delhi, N. Y.
F.S.HALL.
1 & Corinii's
"S-
LIVER V,
SALE AND FEED SsTABLBS,
Newton, N. C.
Will be found the bast stock and neatest ve
hicles in town. Persons can be accommodate i
by us with anything in the livery line, and
prices are guaranteed to give satisfaction. Wt
only ask a trial.
Transpjrtatiou to all the surrounding
country.
We solicit the patronage of the public.
Respectfully,
HENKEL & CORPENING.
ORGANS.
Hotel,,
mm
IN ADDITION TO THE
LARGEST AND CHEAPEST
STOCK OF
FURNITURE
In Western North Carolina, we are handling
leveral makes of Parlor, School and Church
0RGA.N3, and offer them in Hickory at factory
prices.
Our
Undertaking'
Department
in complete in all its branches. Burial Robes,
Wood and Metalic Cases and Caskets, and Un
dertaker's Supplies generally.
oofe & Co.,
Hickory, N. C.
Sept 16, 1835.
Ia yonder field lie stands erect,
No matter what the weather,
And keeps a watch so circumspect
On foes Of every feather,
Bo faithful is he to the trust
Committed to his keeping
That all the birds suspect he mus
Dispense with any sleeping.
Sometimes his hat tips down so low
It seems a cause for censure,
For then some old, courageous crow
Believes it safe to venture;
But catching sight of either arm
Outstretched in solemn warning,
The crow decides to leave this farm
Until another morning.
Although his dress is incomplete,
It really does not matter;
Perchance the truest heart may beat
Beneath a patch or tatter.
And it is wrong to base our love
On Wealth and name and statioi
For he who may will rise above
His daily occupation.
We should not look with eyes of scorn,
And find in him no beauty
Who stands and guards our fields of corn,
And does the whole world duty,
But honor him for native worth,
For rustic independence,
And send a hearty greeting forth
For him and his descendants.
Martha C. Cook, in Young People.
A QUAINT PROPOSAL
The lilac bush beneath the south win
dow of Willow Brook Farm's wainscot
ted parlor nodded gracefully as a tiny
zephyr swept gayly by, wafting far and
near its incense of new mown hay. In
its wake fluttered a purple and golden
butterfly, to poise a moment upon the
window's ledge, then to soar boldly for
ward until it iit upon a curious old vase
beside an organ, whose yellowed keys
gleamed softly in the half darkened
room. The butterfly and the vase mir
rored themselves in the polished oak
floor, and if the range had been right
they could have repeated tho picture in
the shining surface of each article of
furniture.
A young girl was the sole occupant of
the room, with the exception, of course,
of the butterfly, who had winged his
way to a small oval mirror and was busily
making his toilet, as his companion,
humming a merry tune, dusted carefully
a squatty teapot, whose fat little spout
and comic tout ensemble at once inspired
a longing for ten brewed in such novel
quarters. At that moment a voice, call
ing "Marthy! Mjiriby!" echoed through
the houe, followed by: '-Run quick
old Tim's in the corn field, and my hands
are :.; I over dough!" "
., Hastily replacing tje ancient heirloom
on a Vspindle-yggci table, the J'oung
girj. dariei ? fryni. the' room, while tha
styH!y; utart'jd at its toilet, spread its
brilliant wings-ffiwiui -tfoltetPawSftjaiii-into
the sunshiae again. Snatching a
snowy sun bondet from its peg in the
hall. Martha flew down the garden path
ac ross to an adjacent meadow. In her
hurry he failed to notice a gentleman
slowly ad ancing in her direction, until
two masculine hands stayed her progress.
With an exclamation of surprise, Mar
tha rai-ed her pretty blue ejos and met a
pair of decidedly good-looking brown
oues, gazing with evident appreciation
at the dimVed, blushing face, from off
which the sun bonnet had slipped, dis
closing a crop of reddish golden rings
.'ying close to the finely-shaped little head.
4l beg your pardon," murmured .Mar
tha, the blushes and dimples waxing
deeper, "but I didn't see you, I was in
such a hurry."
"Don't mention it. Wouldn't have
missed the the pleasure for anything.
1 I like to be run into," averred the
centleraan with considerable emphasis.
Such a rippling laugh a3 bubbled over
the lips of Martha at this speech, which
she hastily apologized for with:
"I didn't mean to, really; but what
you said sounded so odd."
"You couldn't do it again, could you?
I assure you I never appreciated being a
odd until to-day. I "
"Oh, the cow!" exclaimed Martha,
suddenly recollecting her errand. "I
forgot all about him," and away she sped,
the gentleman hurrying after, repeating :
"Cow! Himl Let me help you. I I
really am very clever with cows. In fact
I would like to make them a study."
However, when the field was reached
no cow was to be seen, and remarking
that doubtless some of the hands had
ousted old Tim, Martha turned her steps
toward the house, thinking the gentle
man would proceed on his way. To her
astonishment, however, he kept along by
her side, observing :
"Are you acquainted at Willow Brook
farm?"
"Why, yes; it's my home. I was
born there," answered Martha, sur
prisedly. ' 'Happy farm I I mean a it must be
a lovely place. You see, the fact is
that ie, I have a note for Mrs. Duncan, of
Willow Brook Farm."
"My mother!" ejaculated Martha,
opening wide her blue eyes. Whereupon
the gentleman scanned with newly
awakened interest a square envelope he
had extracted from his breast pocket, as
he added :
"I am an old I should say my mother
is an old friend of Mrs. Duncan's," mak
ing a rough calculation of the length of
time it might take, all things favorable,
to place him on equally as good a footing
with the l daughter, while Martha's
thoughts ran .very muclrin this wise.
"Would be nice looking if he wasn't
so sallow. Wonder if mother will ask
him to make us a visit. I never heard
her speak of an old friend that had a
son."
By this time thp" were proceeding up
the path that led to the farm's pretty
rose garlanded porch, and having ushered
the gentleman into the parlor we have
alreadv been introduced to, with a de
mure little courtesy and the words "I
will send mother," Martha left him.
In a few moments a comely, rosy
cheeked woman came hurrying into the
parlor with:
"Good afternoon, sir, Martha tells me
you have a letter for me from an old
friend."
"Yes, from my mother," and the
gentleman held toward her the letter.
Having read it through, interrupted
with exclamations such as "Bless me!
Who'd have thought it !" Mrs. Dun
can, her pleasant face deepening into a
smile ejv. culated :
"So you are little Paul Dorsey. My!
how time flies. When I last saw you,
you were only a little shaver. It must
be nigh onto fifteen years ago. And to
think of Lucindy's remembering me all
these years and sending her son to see
me. Not that I have forgotten her not
a bit. Only with cne thing and another
one hasn't time to think much of old
days. You see y6ur ma and I went to
the same academy, and we thought a
sight of each other; only somehow after
both of us married we sort of drifted
apart. Your ma she married a wealthy
city man, while I got wedded to a well
to do farmer, and so gradually we each
went our own way. N ot to forget each
other though, as you see, and now, my
dear, excuse the liberty, but it comes
natural like, being your Lucindy's Boh,
I'll send one of the men down to the vil
lage after your trunk, and you'll just
stop along with us and be as welcome as
my own son, if I had one, and Marthy
and I will do our best to make you com
fortable," and motherly Mrs. Duncan
laid her hand with an approving pat upon
Paul Dorsey's slightly stooping should
ers, while he, coioring somewhat, en
deavored to thank her for her warm hos
pitality, but was cut short with-
"Bless you, it's no put out, we have
lots of room, and it wil be a real pleasure
to me to see Lucindy's son making him
self to home in my house."
And thus it was that Paul Dorsey be
came a guest at Willow Brook Farm.
That evening after her visitor had re
tired Mrs. Duncan observing to her
daugther:
"Poor young man, he hasn't a bit of
appetite. I don't wonder Lucindy is
fretted about him. She writes that he
is always that taken up with books, that
she can hardly ever coax him to go
about a bit with young folks and enjoy
himself. I've been thinking Marthy, if
you was just to kind of make believe
you need his help now and again about
the garden and such, it would do him a
sight of good, and he'd never suspect it
was for the sake of his health," and Mrs.
Duncan laughed, a low, pleased laugh.
at the thought of the deception, while
Martha exclaimed : '
"Why, mother! you are getting to be
a regular conspirator. But I am afraid
it won't work, he's so so odd."
Paul Dorsey had been told to make
himself perfectly at home; so the morn
ing after his arrival he withdrew from
the breakfast table to his own room, and
forthwith commenced to unpack his
books preparatory to a good day's study.
Everything was at last arranged to his
satisfaction, but somehow his thoughts
were strangely wandering this day, al
though not a sound disturbed the cool
quietness of his surroundings. A pair
of blue eyes seemed to glance mockingly
from the musty page he fain would mas
ter, and he caught himself repeating
aloud the old-fashioned name of
"Marthy," which took unto itself the
sweetest of sounds by reason of its con
nection with so pretty an owner. Sud
denly, with a thud, the book fell from
his hand, as, exclaiming: "By Jove!
that's her voice," Paul Dorsey, with one
stride, was atthe . window mak'ng .cad
havoc of the dainty dimity curtains with
clumsy hands! - - , . '
Martha, aecdmpmisci by a tall gl&lwar
fellow, v&i pylr" fs-n ties J-i
path, h.gp'.ic., I : - -
nierr uiou. -the Italy's.-
side, who appeared to be enjoying tiie
subject under discussion as much as her
self. As they disappeared from view
Paul, with rather a blank look, resumed
his seat and sought to apply himself to
his interrupted task, but not with the
old ardor did he work, and for the first
time that he could remember, he lis
tened anxiously for the bell to summon
him to luncheon.
The days slipped into weeks, and still
Paul Dorsey remained a guest at Wiilow
BrooK Farm, and it became no unusual
sight to see him obediently following
Martha' 8 directions concerning the up
rooting of certain weeds, or the fasten
ing of some vine more securely about its
support. An honest, bronze tinge had
replaced Paul's once sallow complexion,
and the books well, they had become
secondary, a more potent charm having
outrivaled them. Mrs. Duncan con
gratulates herself upon her happy fore
thought that was working such a change
in her friend's eon, and Martha admitted
with a slight blush, that Mr. Dorsey
was getting to be almost as handsome as
her cousin Joe her beau ideal of manly
beauty heretofore.
The sun burned scorching hot upon
the broad gravel path just outside of
the farm's pretty parlor, but within that
quaint room a restful coolness held sway.
Lounging idly in the depths of a willow
chair, was Paul, while Martha, seated at
the old organ, drew from its aged keys a
low, plaintive melody. As the last note
died softly away, whirling round upon
her seat, Martha exclaimed :
"Do you know, Mr. Dorsey, tou
have been wasting the whole morning? I
don't believe you have looked at a book
for two days" this last, it must be
owned, with a slight air of triumph as
she continued, penitently: "I am afraid
I have been to blame, but to morrow I
will leave you free to spend the whole
day with your books, for Cousin Joe has
promised to drive me over to Dapleston
to do some shopping."
"Hang cousin Joe"
"Mr. Dorsey!" from Martha's aston
ished lips.
"I beg pardon, I really I hope you
will have a delightful time, Misa Dun
can. I assure you I shall a enjoy it im
mensely being left to my books and
confound it 1 Excuse me I "
And before Martha could reply, Paul
Dorsey had left the room.
"How queerit is," soliloquized Mar
tha, as Paul's departing footsteps echoed
through the hall! "I don't see why he
should dislike Joe bo; Joe is always such
a favorite with every one. I hope I haven't
offended him. I am sure I didn't mean
to." And with rather a puzzled look
upon the fair young face, Martha closed
the organ.
That evening as Martha stood down by
the meadow gate caresging oil Doxey,
the mare, her quick ears caught the
sound of a familiar tread advancing to
ward her, and a moment after a voice
exclaimed ;
"I am an idiot, Miss Martha, but I I
hope you will forgive me. I couldn't
tear tne idea of his monopolizing you
all day. I know you could never think
of an old bookworm like myself still I
--I have been very happy, and I forget
sometimes that that there is such a dif
ference between us."
Martha's cheeks had been growing
rosier and rosier, while a strange, wild
joy surged through her veins, as she an
swered, her tones trembling slightly.
"Since lean remember Consin Joe and
I have been playmates, and since father
died he has been so good and kind to
mother, helping her about the farm and
in every way, that he has become like a
son to her, and as dear as a brother to
me. Dear Joe ! I don't know what we
should have done without him." She
paused, the tears gathering in her pretty
eyes. Paul drew nearer, then hesitated,
S3 Martha continued:
"Joe is engaged to my dearest friend,
and they are to he married in just six
weeks."
"I am awfully glad I mean I wish
them joy, and all that sort of thing,"
and Paul Dorsey advanced still nearer
the little figure into whose eyes a sweet
shyness had stolen.
"Martha, do you think there is a
ghost of a chance for me? As it's my
first attempt at anything of the kind,
perhaps you will Bum it up leniently, and
make my sentence as easy as you can,"
then gathering courage from Martha's
half averted face, and the extreme pink
ness of the one visible ear, he laid his
hand caressingly upon hers, adding:
"Martha, do you think you can forgivs
me for for loving you?""
"Why should I forgive you for what
have done myself!" came the low answer,
followed naively by, "But I did not
know it until to-day, when I thought I
had offended you."
"And and you don't mind my being
od 1 or anything?" stammered Paul, in
his excessive joy.
"You are not a bit odd," was the in:
dignant reply ; "I wouldn't have you anj
different," and Martha touched shyly th
coat-sleeve in close proximity to hei
waist, whereupon she immediately dis
appeared from view, and from some
where in the region of Paul's waistcoat
pocket a muffled little voice might have
been heard ejaculating:
"Oh, Paul 1 suppose somebody is look
ing?" "I hope they are," was the audacioui
reply, succeeded by a second disappear
ance on Martha's part.
A week or so later a stylishly-dressed,
middle-aged lady was sitting tete-a-teti
with Mrs. Duncan, who was observing:
"Dear me, Lucindy, you've no call to
thank me. I had nothing to do with it.
Not but what I am real pleased that youi
son and my daughter should come to
gether: but I had no more thought of it
than yourself."
A slight smile stirred the lips of Mrs.
Dorsey as she remarked :
"You are just the same as ever, Mary.
Well, if Martha only turns out half as
good a woman as yourself, 1 am satisfied
that Paul has won a treasure."
"And he'll never forget, mother, that
he owes that treasure to you, for if you
had not sent him to seek out your old
friend he'd have remained a bachelor to
the end of his days," interrupted a mas
culine voice, while a girlish treble ex
claimed, "Oh, Paul!" the rest ot the sen
tence leing forever lost by Paul daringly
sealing his betrothed's lips with his own.
HEALTH HINTS.
The treatment of
ceives advantagjj
pack. . "" ' f
'The' cold do
fctst jemedy i j.
tremens. j
- Acute mar
sunstr -k t-s
press, ov r
ClYcari '
pound of4
cenne; wl
balls.
"In 1830
county, Illinoi
Louis MediealX
by the represei
to make the tnl - "
rhea of tablespocl
vinegar, with tAelSSn rienfi
salt to be noticeable, and"it acted sflv
charmingly that I have never used any
thing else."
A Story About Ferdinand Ward.
George P. I.athrop tells in the St. Louis
Pott- Dispatch the following story about
Ward, the notorious Kew York financier,
now an inmate of Ludlow street jail in
that city :
A wealthy resident of some prosperous
New England city called on Ward one
day with a note of introduction from a
mutual friend. In the course of conver
sation he remarked that he had some
money to invest, and asked Ward if he
couldn't tell him of some chance to put
it where it would bring a good margin
of profit.
Ward said that he didn't know of any.
thing just then. He himself had mora
money than he knew what to do with,
and beside, he was too busy with some
big scheme of his own to go into any
outside speculation. Of course, this only
whetted the New England man's appe
tite for investment, and in the course of
half an hour he induced the famous finan
cier to accept Irs check for $58,000, to
be used in one of the "blind pools" of
which Grant & Ward made a specialty.
Three or four months later the
New England man appeared again.
By that time Ward had entirely for
gotten him and his check and it was with
great difficulty that he could recall his
name and the amount of his investment.
"I believe there's something due you?"
he said, after a brief converation. Tak
ing down a large ledger he made some
brief calculations, and then observed
with a pleasant smile: "The amount
credited to you on our books is $102,
764." Then to the bookkeeper: "Mr.
Jones, will you kindly draw a check to
Mr. Perkins' order for $102,754?"
Ward calmly turned to his work again,
while his visitor sat gasping for . breath.
In the !anguage of the day the visitor
was "paralyzed." It was some time be
fore he could control himself sufficiently
to ask if there wasn't any chance for him
to reinvest his money and double it
again ; but Ward didn't seem anxious,
and at last the' stranger took his depar
ture, got his check certified at the Marine
bank, and returned to his native town.
Three days after he walked into Ward's
office in company with four of the
wealthiest of his townsmen. He had his
certified check the same one Ward had
given him in his pocket, and his friends
were supplied with checks of their own.
Thev succeeded in inducing the finan
cier" to accept about $350,000 for in
vestment in another "blind pooL'! That
was exactly one week before the failure
of Grant & Ward.
l Wonderful Orchestra.
There is a nightly concert in the lower
part of Alleghany by the largest orches
tra in the world. ' It is composed of at
least 300 players, who perform on nearly
every known instrument. The band is
well trained, uniformed alike, but has
no leaders. The musicians play what
they please ; they never see each other
while they play, and their audience con
sists of the same people at every per
formance. The concert begins at pre
cisely 6 o'clock every evening, and ends
at the stroke of 7. At that hour the
instruments are carefully laid away and
are not disturbed again for twenty-four
hours. This is according to the rules of
the Western penitentiary, the inmates of
which compose this remarkable musical
coterie. PUUburgh Times.
Chinese eace course.
BZXASJtABU SCXnS AMOJO TEX
AX.KOVD-ETZ9 OBXEYTAXS.
Gin 1 the Race m Q" Vfcil
The Eong Kong race week is one of
those we occasions when the Chinese
come cnt" of their swarming ant hills,
habituatfy so difficult of penetration to
strangers. On the afternoon of the cup
day th broad, handsome main road is
taken jossession of for miles by a swiftly
circulating . mass of chattering, pig
tailed nd most uncanny looking Chi
nese, with their equally strange looking
vehicle the light covered armchair,
carried by bamboo poles on the should
ers of Hro eoolieis and the rickshaw, a
t wo-w seeled vehicle with a ynir of
shaftsbetween which is placid not a
horse, a mule, a pony, or even a donkey,
tat ose of those unceasingly toiling
Chinese. "Lickshaw, lickshaw !" they
Cannof manage our" "r" shout half a
dozen eager competitors to the English
dan. I The rows of rictshaws, about
three deep, every one at a brisk trot,
with not an inch interval in front, behind,
or on , one side, are kept rigidly in their
places by tall, stalwart policemen, Eng
lish or Sikhs, stationed along the route;
and i! any driver or horse one and the
samin the present case dares to de
viate, from the prescribed line, the
noliteman
with great tact and sasracity,
J . . r 1 it.1in.1r. V X
ncj taps him. bat ehowersdowa heavy circulation difficult,
whagks on the offender's hollow-sound- What is this fragrant and yet some
ing.Jshaven skull. what sickly smell, a mixture of burning
But we must not lose sight altogether J spiils and sandal wood, emanating from
of very important element in the ! some of the closed chairs conveying home
throng, the sedan chairs. These are
more suitable for the staid elderly ladies.
The bearers, two, or if the weight of
the lovely burden should try the sup
porting bamboo poles four in number,
shudle rapidly and unweariedly along,
and the occupants, perched high in the
air, endeavor to look dignified, but only
suftceed in appearing supremely absurd.
Their coolies, if in private employment,
are habitually clad in light, bright cot
ton liveries bareiooted of course and
the effect is thoroughly Oriental and
rather pretty. There, I see, is the chair
belonging to the establishment of the
governor of the colony. It is born by
four coolies in our brilliant national
scarlet uniform, and this dazzling color,
in the midst of the Chinese green, yel
low, and blue, really looks very impos
ing. There is a different sort of a
chair, carefully covered and closed
around with straw lattice work. It veils
tublic view some Chinese beauty
"eJoldiers under the
-uiuueu uj gam-
haws.
only as units
e, the natives,
,Kor, afoot or
. shrink aside
Vjmyah," of
I intimates
Vian, but
Veamin
,Sanjau
.the red,
Jaite dust
p" go the
and my
ags; down
so breakneck
Jet an upset, a
rtafepective of the
conxiay -.jJ bones to a lew
E n gl isnTcityi rSTfilers, who would scorn
to movs out of the way for any number
of Chinese cries of "Hyah."
Here we are at the entrance to the
grand stand. A payment of about $5
procures admission to the lawn, and
once more the strangeness of the 6cene
seems for a time to baffle any systematic
observation, however painstaking. In
lieu of stands are - some seven or eight
large mat houses, light, picturesque
structures, supported on bamboo poles,
with sides and roofs of rushes, and deco
rated with tropical evergreens and bright
cloth or calico, the effect of which is ex -ceasively
pretty. Each mat house is the
property of some one private individual
cr of an association, and the refresh
ments provided are so ccstly and abund
ant that the imputation of excessive eat
ing and immoderate drinking can scarce
ly be resented.
The race crowd, without which a race
meeting is as dull as a German steeple
chase, is of large proportions, with rep
resentatives of nearly every Asiatic state,
but, of course, Chinese enormously pre
ponderate. Nearly all are chattering,
and quite all are in high good humor,
enjoying the general sense of holiday.
Not a single case of drunkenness did I
see no bickering, no rowdyism, and yet
no lack of fun.
The saddling bell rings, the numbers
are hoisted, a thud of hoofs announces
the preliminary canter. Well, what of
the racing? Beneath criticism, almost
beneath contempt. The ponies are from
Australia, Japan or Chefoo doubtless
serviceable for the work of their respec
tive countries, but as racers, wretched,
weedy, groggy, undersized brutes; while
the jockeys are the paraphernalia of
their business, the preposterous length of
their legs, their heavy weights, their
horse coping idiosyncrasies, and their
indifferent riding.
I bought a very average type of racer
for 6 10s. In fact, the sport is merely
a peg on which to hang the love of
gambling, which, like the love of drink,
runs very high in this part of the world.
Innumerable and high prize lotteries are
started, and three legged screws are
merely bought and entered on the off
chance of winning the stakes, which, in
addition, are very considerable.
While pondering on the scene, my at
tention is suddenly aroused by an un
wonted hum, bustle and excitement
among the Chinese mob. A race is in
course of being run, but to this incident
they are habitually very indifferent.
Something unusual is certainly arousing
them. Here comes the horses. How
queer the jockeys look, how strangely
they are hunched up, how wildly they
throw theiar arms about, how fiercely
they flog, what diabolical faces and,
bless my heart, why, they have got pig
tails streaming in the wind ! The puz
zle is explained. It is a race ridden
under special arrangements by Chinese
"mafoos" or grooms the best race of the
meeting, the only one which has caused
any real enthusiasm. Roused by the half
laughter, half -cheers, of their white mas
ters, stimulated by the cries of their fel
low countrymen "Go it, Fordham!" I
once heard an encouraging Chinese lad
shout the mafoos, as they "finish" up.
their Walpurgis ride, wild with excite
ment, seem to have lost still further their
semblance to humanity, and to be trans
formed into distorted-visaged, hoiribly
frenzied demons. The race over, how
they strutted about in all the pride of
jockey caps and jackets, and how they
clung to their costume to the last possi
ble moment?
The tenants of the numerous mat-fashioned
grand stands belonging to fh
higher class natives have become very
jubilant and vivacious in consequence of
the above-described race, and I avail
myself of an opportunitv to enter one
tenanted chiefly by Chinese and Japan
ese ladies. I must confess that my bash
fulness compelled me to retreat after a
very few moments from the battery of
their half-wondering, half-scornful
glances at the European intruder, but not
before 1 had time o remark that their
faces were flushi d all over with skilfully
applied pink tints, excepting in patches,
which revealed disagi eeably even and in
tensely opaque whiteness. 1 heir eyebrows
were penciled into narrow stiff arches;
their headdress, vests r.nd trousers for
in China all the women wear large, loose
trousers were of variegated colors,
quite ingenious in their contrasts and
brightness; their black hair was dragged
back into lumpy, slimy rolls like jelly
fish; their stature was ugly and stunted,
and their feet, their extraordinary feet,
in many cases had been contracted since
childhood into mere deformed knobs,
hideous to look at, on which they pain
fully tottered for a few yards.
A wide detour round a ditch brings us
into the very thick of China race course
dregs. Gambling booths for large sums,
gambling booths for small sums, gam
b.ing booths for nick-nacks, gambling
booths for high-priced drinkables, gam
bling booths for low-priced carricn ; each
booth with an eager throng of both sexes
' Q rl ft oil nirnn i4 r- V. 1 r-V rATiam
i tb Chinese ladies? It is due to the joss
sticks, in consuming which they utilize
their leisure moments, an exercise which
they consider as equivalent to an act of
worship.
Rapidly, yet steadily, the pedestrian,
the sedan chair, and the rickshaw lines
of wayfarers stream into the ordinarv,
quiet town, just beginning to glitter
with gas jets from the English lamp posts
those ubiquitous lamp posts which, in
common with the gallow3, may now be
regarded as the symbol of advancing
Civilization. London UornMU.
NEWS AND NOTES FOR WOKEN.
Mrs. Henry Ward Beecher is- writing
a book.
Fashionable ladies in Paris now wear
short silk socks instead of stockings.
Bustles have probably reached their
maximum in size for at least six months
to come.
Green in various subdued shades is a
leadinz color in fall and early winter
fashions.
The small capote, with a high crown
dressily trimmed, is the favorite head
gear for visiting.
."Por pvenlritr vretLT and erorden nartv
toilets young ladies wear one small tuft
of natural flu'vers iathe hair and another
1L. -1. 1 -
i . .Ve JKjll.4 veils are now tc be
procured in 2 Very Cotpr;" imted v?tfce
thick dots they are ornamented with
small wo ven-in rings.
The only woman railroad official in
this country is Miss Laura Braden, treas
urer of the Washington and Waynes
burg railroad, in Pennsylvania.
The great banking house of the Roths
childs at London, employs mainly
women, claiming that they are more re
liable and accurate in their work than
men.
The latest thing in parasols are covers
of printed handkerchiefs with heraldic
patterns, so laid over one another that
the points fit in exactly between each
other.
Blouse waists, with their brord gimps
and fancy trimmings, have been the
means of again bringing into fashion
large embroidered collars. These are
executed in Venetian embroidery.
In Garheld county, Colorado, there are
737 unmarried men and only sixty-eight
unmarried women. The Glenwood Echo
says: "We are 639 girls short here, and
we want all the girls to know it."
Gloves are not worn so soiled this sea
son as they were last, and there is a dis
position to revert to French kid, after a
course of Suede. In beige and the
shades of fawn so popular now the former
look welL
The women of Thibet, who are per
mitted to wear any color except green,
purchase corals and pearls to ornament
their head-dresses, which are the most
costly part of their attire, and alone not
unfrequently costs $5,000.
Neapolitan straw bonnets are liked
because of their coolness and lightness,
and are shown in black, beaded with
small lead beads, and trimmed along the
brim with pink or yellow roses that are
veiled with Chantilly lace.
The tendency to make waist and
sleeves of different material is more
and more manifest. For instance, in a
satin and lsce costume, the bodice was
satin and the sleeves were lace. Another,
velvet and wool, had the bodice of
woolen material and velvet sleeves.
Braided piques are new this season,
and are much liked for young ladies.
The braiding is narrow Hercules or wide
soutache braid, covers the flat front and
sides of the dress, the vest, the cuffs and
the collar. The tail of the short basque
may or may not be .braided, it is purely
a matter of fancy.
A new fashion is just beginning in
Paris. The trimmings of the high hats
are all to be placed at the back, and the
effect is just as though the hat had been
put on with the back to the front. A
whole cascade of feathers is thus placed
on some of the hats, with the curly tips
just showing from a front view. Or else
it is a shower of loops in moire ribbon
that falls from the crown to the very
edge of the brim at the back, with a few
drops from the shower hanging in front.
In Germany a servant has one Sunday
out every two weeks. There is an un
derstood hour for her to come home, and
if she stays out later she lose her next
Sunday holiday. Her pay is never more
than $20 a year, and in some families is
only $12. When there is a dispute be
tween mistress and maid, it is settled by
the police. But one servant is usually
kept, and the work is hard, but the
washing is done outside, and pies, cakes,
bread, etc., are bought.
An old style revived is the initial enff
button. The new buttons are an im
provement on the old-time button with
its staring single letter. The new styles
are unobstrusive and present a bewilder
ing variety from which to select. There
are buttons with old English, script,
block-stitched and engraved initials;
monograms intricate and graceful in
their interwoven traceries, and last, but
by no means least, crests and coats-of-arms.
WISE W0BDS.
If ydii have built air-castles, put
foundations under thenl
Enjoy present pleasure in such a way
as not to injure future ones.
Give what you have. To some it may
be better than you dare to think.
Pitch upon the best course in life, and
custom will render it the most easy.
He who loves to read and knows how
to reflect has laid by a perpetual feast
tor his old age.
Thrice fortunate he, to whom circum
stance is made easy; whom fate visits
with gentle irial, and kindly heaven keeps
out of temptation.
Necessity, oftener than facility, has
been the mother of invention; and the
most prolific school of all has been the
school of difficulty.
Few things require more of a calm,
sweet, wholesome discipline than the
manner with which we bear with dis
appointment so we are masters of our
selves.
The man who exercises largely every
day, who lives out of doors, who works
at a hearty manual craft under healthy
conditions, will, if in a good state of
health, probably find himself able to di
gest and assimulate pretty well any kind
of food not taken in excess. The man
who follows a sedentary calling must,
even if in good health, take far more
care of himself.
Unharmed by Thronging Sharks.
We find this paragraph in a Triniind
(West Indies) letter to hc Pittsburg
Dispatch: When a whale is captured off
the Bocas, the blowing of horns heralds
its approach to one of the whaling sta
tions in the islands of the Bocas. We at
once determined to follow the whaling
boat, which we soon saw rounding a point,
rowed by eight vigorous whalemen, and
towing a huge, shapeless mass. The cap
ture of a whale off the coast of Trinidad
is altogether different from an occurrence
of the s ime kind in Northern and Arctic
regions, owing to the swarming of
countless sharks about the defunct, mon
ster and their ferocious attacks on his
carcass. We followed in the wake of
the whaleboat and quite close to the
whale. Already the sharks, with an in
stinct rivaling that of carrion birds, were
gathering round their prey and increas
ing in numbers every moment. We
reached Monos, another island in the
Bocas, and there at the whaling station,
situated at a flat point on shallow water,
the lifeless whale was hauled in close to
the shore. Now began the work of cut
ting up the whale, and carrying the
blubber masses to the cauldrons. At
this stage the sharks actually grew fran
tic, and would jump out of the water to
seize on some piece of blubber they
thought within reach. These otherwise
dangerous fishes are, on an occasion of
this kind, perfectly harmless to man.
and this is well fcnown to the whalemen.
One of them having dropped his knife in
the water, dived to recover it in t
low water, and was lefLJiffuTested by
the swarming monsters, whom he almost
tthtvl tt everv moment. ' Numbers of
shares are'iliuTQfjva-jiuaiJ with. tje great
est facility on these occasions;anrthB
oil which is obtained from their livers,
is said to be superior to cod liver oil in
therapeutic properties.
Damn Beasts.
It is the universal practice to recog
nize birds and beasts as dumb animals.
And yet they all utter or speak a lan
guage as distinct, and as well understood
to each other and by mankind, as any
branch of the babbling race. It is use
less, almost, to select any ne branch of
the animal kingdom to illustrate the
fact that they are not dumb, either in
making a noise, uttering an intelligent
language, understood by each other, in
each class, and understood by man when
he thoroughly studies each animal lan
guage. Take the common domestic
fowl, by its familiarity best known. The
clucking of a, hen to her brood is plainly
to keep them from straying too far, and
to enable them to find her in the dark or
in the grass. The hen, her chicks, and
man understand it. She has another
note when she discovers a worm or bug
for her brood, and they run to receive it
The peculiar cry or scream of the cock
when a hawk is hovering over to spy a
chick is unlike any other cry, and cannot
be mistaken by any one. And to show
that it is not the universal language of
danger, when another enemy is discov
ered by him approaching through weeds
or grass, there is a different note of
warning, and is understood by the hen
and her brood, as in this case she does
not look to the sky for the enemy. And
there are several other peculiar notes'
well known to those familiar with hens
and roosters, showing that they have a
varied and universal language. The
hog, oo, can talk to its owner, and to
each other, uttering as distinct notes for
each wish or desire as can a Cheyenne
Indian, or a Hottentot at the Cape of
Good Hope. So there are virtually no
dumb brutes.. Iowa SMe RtgUter.
A Genuine Mad-Stone.
Mr. Len Piles, a citizen of Sullivan
county, is the owner of a mad-stone,
says a letter from Yinccnnes, Ind. It is
gray in color, full of pores, and almost
as light as a piece of paper. It is a gen
uine mad-stone, and Mr. Piles keeps it
wrapped in a piece of soft cloth. It was
brought to the United States from Ire
land many scores of years ago by Mr.
Piles' ancestors. Great care ha3been
taken of it, and it has been handed down
from generation to generation. It is
valued at $400. Over 1,000 applications
have been made by it. Two pieces of it
were broken off, and are owned by par
ties in Louisville and Teire Haute. The
record of the stone has been lost, how
ever, as it has changed hands so many
times. The stone has been in this coun
try sixty years, and has never been kno wn
to fail to cure a mad-dog bite when
properly applied. It has been in the
Piles family 200 years. The editor of a
Suliivan paper says that parties who have
been bitten by dogs living 150 miles dis
tant from Sullivan have been brought to
this wonderful stone and cured. The
stone looks the same now as fifty years
ago.
A Broken Heart.
The term broken heart as commonly
applied to death from excessive grief, is
not a vulgar error, but may arise from
violent muscular exercise or strong men
tal emotions. The affection was, it is
believed, first described by Harvey; but
since his day several cases have been ob
served. Morgagni has recorded a few
examples, among them that of George
IL of England, who died suddenly of
this disease in 1760, and, what is very
curious, Morgagni himself became a vic
tim to the same malady.
A POOR YOUNG MAN TO HIS Q1RL-
A jeel rare are you, dear Anne,
But can yo use a frying pan
Or get a meal for a hungry man!
Oh, I win wed von If you can,
Sweet Anne!
Youf dainty fingers wield a fan,
But can they wash a pot or pan!
Sweep, bake and brew Oh, if they can,
I am, in truth, the very man,
Sweet Anne
Voa work in Kensington, fair Anna,
Flay, sing and dance, but if you can
Well mead my sock., none other than
Myself can Worship like this man,
Sweet Anne!
m Life-
HCMOE OF THE DAY.
A big diamond The baseball field.
Life.
"Stick to it," as the fly-paper observed
to the fly. Graphic
Guns are only human, after all. They
will kick when the load becomes too
heavy. Merchant-Traveler.
When a barber seeks to make himself
sociable with a customer in the chair, he
is only "scraping an acquaintance."
'I catch on." was probabiy what the
fish said when he took the baited hook.
He weighed five pounds," was proba
bly the lie told by the fisherman. De
troit Free Press.
Dude "You love me then, Miss
Lydia?" Lydia "Love is perhaps some
what too much to say. At least i nave
sympathy for you, because your face re
sembles so much mat ot my poor aeaa
Fido."
Some Eastern poetess asks the conun
drum : "Oh, where does beauty linger?"
Our office hours are from eight to six ;
mornings, noons and evenings generally
at home, or out walking with the family.
Peck's Sun.
General Washington went fishing at
least once. And on that occasion ha
caught a trout at least four inches long.
While down at the corner grocery in the
evening, after returning from his angling
tour, he was asked how much the trout
weighed, when he uttered those memor
able words, viz. : "I cannot tell a lie. It
weighed seventeen and a half pounds."
Norrintown Herald.
She'd a lovely little pug
With a very ugly mug;
And she nursed it, and she coddled it, and
kissed it:
She said it was so swwt
It was good enough to eat;
But, alas! one day it happened that sh
missed it.
She hunted everywhere.
And she advertised, but ne'er
Did she more set eyes upon that canine
whiner;
But at last she traced its fate,
And found, cruel to relate,
He'd been eaten by a laundryman of China.
Boston Gazette.
It is said of the Boston girl who got
lost up in the Catskills the othr day
that she shouted in an intellectual tone
of voice: "I require assistance from some
honorable man of culture and refine.
menL" When the farmer who found
her was leading her back to the hotel
sh- $ked him if he was a regular sub
scriber to the 'Atlanzia JTmS.-and if
he had read "Natural Laws of the Spiri
tual world." And when he said "No,"
she 'forgot to thank him for his assist
ance. Ae York Mail.
THE LOCUST'S FATS.
A low locust sat in a high locust tree,
And he sang to his mate, "Zeezee, zeezee;
It's may a year since I've seen the bright
sun;
It's many a year since Fve had any fun;
And, my dear, If I don't paint everything
red,
It will be zee zoo
Now you see, zee zee,
Because every green leaf in the country is
dead"
But a sparrow sat up in the same locust
And much oftener cussed than the locust
was he.
And he said to his mate, "There's a bug over
there
Soda a nice little morsel for a fond loving
pair;
Just wait here a minute, and 111 take the
boy in.
Sow don't slip chip-chip
Aint he flip chip-chip
And when they were through there was left
but a skin.
Washington Star.
A Chilian Hero.
There have never been but two '-hand-to-hand"
fights between iron clads in
the history of naval warfare. One took
place in Hampton Roads, between the
Monitor and the Merrimac, as we all
know. The other was at Iquique. Peru,
between the Peruvian ram Huescar and
the Chilian iron clad Esmeralda. Ad
miral Grau, a Peruvian of German
ancestry, commanded the former, and
Arthur Pratt, a Chilian of English
ancestry, the latter. The Huescar was
the swifter and more powerful vessel,
and struck the other amidships. As she
was sinking Grau struck her again, and
as the two vessels came together, Pratt
sprang on board the Huescar, with two
revolvers, and killed seven or eight men
before he was shot down. His vessel,
the Esmeralda, with all on board, went
to the bottom of the ocean, and he lay
alone on the deck of the victor, sur
rounded by the bodies of the men he
killed. For this desperate act the
Chillancs have made him their ideal
hero, and there is a monument to his
memory in nearly every town. Streets
and shops, saloons, mines, opera houses
and even lotteries are named in his
honor, and the greatest national tribute
is to destroy the custom house in order
to erect his monument in the most con
spicuous place in the principal city.
Greenbacks.
"Old Greenbacks," was the soubriquet
given to Secretary Chase in the army,
from the green ink with which the backs
of the United States paper money was
printed. This ink was invented by Stacy
J. Edson, and patented in 1857, as anti
photographic. It could not be photo
graphed on account of its color, and
could not be dislodged by alkalies by the
counterfeiters to get a complete fac
simile of the bills, and as it was a secret
known only by the American Bank Note
company and the inventor, it was im
possible to counterfeit the greenback
money. It wa3 used by many banks be
fore the war, but was never a leading
feature in the bill; but even if the com
position of the ink had been known, it
would have been of no use, as the work
could not be copied from the genuine
bills with any kind of ink. The date of
the patent could be seen on all the bills,
in small print. O'd General Spinner
wanted to have Congress enact a law
making the counterfeiting of national
notes a capital offence, as was once the
case in Great Britain, and to have them
bear the legend which had been on the
bills then issued by the Bank of Eng
land: "To Counterfeit is Death." Ben:
Perlev Poore.