North Carolina Newspapers

'it ' il ' PUBLISHED BY THE ALBEMARLE PUBLISHING CO. A WEEKLY PAPER, DEVOTED JJO TITEipplV' Qlf THE COMMITS Y IN O ENER AL, AND TIIE SPECIAL BENEFIT OF ITS PATRONS. TEE' :s S2 INOYANCE: VOL. ELlZABEraC.ITY-N- jTUEDAY, APRIL 20, 1875. NO:. 41. if ' . - : 1 - . . f n. 1 POCTBT. 4 . CnrniToroaa Ilnts. BT JOEL STACY. Wlmt'B this I hear, 5 My MoUy clar, ALont the new carnirora ? Can little plants Eat-bnga and ante, Why bleau my eyee ! Who in the great diukiverer ? Not Darwin, lore, - For that would prove A Hort of retrograding ; Hurely the fare Of flowers is air, Or Hiumliine Hwoet. -Ttwy shouldn't eat Or do aught ho degrading ! . Alaa 'twould be W Had uervn to bia. if - i T hearVour Own dax Fido, pet, &flm "To tliovghtless play, . nt too near a violot I . Or, horror ! what . If, heeding not. Borne cniol plant carnivorous We ventured near Yen my dear And HWjWJjowed were, i With no one there To Hucoor or deliver us. And yet to die 15y bloMHoniH. I Would call a doom chromatic, For one mi'lit wait 0 A harder fate Thau have a ioho Kud all hi woen In pain called aromatic. Ah. Hcience known F.ach flower that Mowh And all ft wicketl hahiU 'TiM not for uh 'J o make a funa ; For aught wo know; Tiio lillieej grow From (lining on Welsh rabbita ! HISCKLLASY. The Itottom Drawer. I saw my wife pull out the bottom drawer of the old family bureau this evening, and went softly out and wandered up and down, until I knew that she had shut it np and gone to her sewing. We have some things laid away in that drawer which the gold of kings could not buy, and yet they are relics which grieve us until both our hearts are sore I haven't dared look at them for a year, but I remember eacn article. There are two worn shoes, a little chip hat with part of the brim gone, some stockings, pants, a coat, two or three spools, bits of broken crockery, a whip and several toys. Wife poor thing goes to that drawer every day of her life and prays over it, and lets her tears fall upon the precious articles, but I ( dare not' go. Sometimes we sDeak of it.T-aJf-a nt-r.ot -ftan: It has btoen a long time, out somehow we can't get ; over Krie.ving. lie was such a burst of ; sunshine into our lives, that his going away wa like covering our everyday existence with a pall. Sometimes, when we sit alone of an evening, I writing and she sewing, a child on the street will call out as our boy used to, and we will both start up with beating hearts and wild hope, only to find the darkness more of a burden than ever. It is still and quie.t now. I Iook urrat the window where his blue eyes used to sparkle at my coming, but he is not there. I listen for his pattering feet, hjs merry shout and ringing laugh, bntrhere is no. sound. There is no one to climb upon my knees, no one to search my pockets and tease for presents, and I never find the chairs turned over, the broom down, or ropes tied to the door ' knobs. I want some one to tease me for my knife, to ride on niy shoulder, to lose my ax, to follow me to the gate .when I .go, and bo there to meet me when I come, and to call "good night" from, the little bed, now empty. And wife, "he misses him still more; there are no little feet to wash, no prayers to say, no voice teasing for lumps of sugar or sobbing with the pain of a hurt toe ; and she weuld give her own life, almost, ; to awake at midnight and look across at the crib and see our boy there as he used to be. So we preserve our relics, ami when we are dead we hope that Rtraiigers will handle them tenderly, even if they shed no tears over them. How Cod I.Ivor Oil in Marie. ,-' A correspondent of the New York Tribune, who has examined a distillery for the manufacture of this article, at St. John's Newfoundland, gives the following : During one of our rambles on shoro, we inspected a cod liver oil distillery, and the mode of manufacture is so simple and interesting that I ven ture to insert a description of it for the benefit of consumers of the beverage. Tho livers are first washed with fresh water, and great care is taken to cleanse them of all traces of gall, the gall not only discoloring the oil, but giving it a disagreeable, bitter taste. They are then placed . in a vat and heated by steam, from a boiler underneath, to a temperature of 112 Fahr., which raises the exuded oil to the surface, whence it is skimmed off carefully. It is then filtered three times ; , first, through three bags, one within the other, the inner one made of flannel, and the two outer ones of muslin ; then through three others similarly placed one inside the' other, but made of stuff resembling Canton flannel ; from these last bags it drips into a large tin trough, and is drawn off into puncheons through a faucet, over the mouth of which is placed a screen of the finest muslin, j woicn excludes every trace of sediment and dirt. It is then ready for the market g d in color and general appearance, closely resembles Sauterne wine. Our polite but fishy host pressed me to drink a glass of it, but I declined with all the politeness I could command. He evidently looked upon my refusal to drink, as a slight upon his oil, and brought every argument in hiq power to bear, to induce me to alter' my de cision. At last he was successful, for after informing me that out of the same glass offered to us, the Prince of Wales and the Duke of Newcastle had drunk of it, I -could hardly refuse; I found its flavor not unpalatable, but it was al most tasteless, with barely a vestige of tbe nansetting, rancid odor of the "Pure Cod Liver Oil" sold in New York drug stores. From being extracted at a low temperature it is said not to re tain its purity longer than fifteen mjpnths, after which period It is mixed with ingredients to preserve its taste, Or rather to prevent its rancid flavor from becoming too apparent. When a man can look- upon the simple wild rose-and feel no pleasure, his taste has been corrupted. MRS. MADELINE WEBB. BY EVA EDEN. , " Wawtd. An elderly lady as a companion for an Invalid. Munt be intelligent, refined, a ood iadr, and come well recommended. Apply imme diately at Mo. 1066, Grand Avenue." This headed the long column of "wants" in the morning paper, and though Ethel Vanghan read tire entire list, her mind and. eyes would wander back to the first, and wishes and plana would till her imagination for the place. She had been sick for many weeks, and now, upon . ber convalescence, found herself almost without money, and a wardrole so meagre as to be alarming. She had been, a music teaherbut the strain upon her had been too great, and had resulted in a prostration fearfully low, but with the aid of a good, strong constitution and thd care of an excel lent physician, she had foutrht the. struggle through, and was again ready for work. She was alone, them had rver Wnanabrothers of sisters, and lontr as she, waa well aIia did nnrmhtA the- work, but weak and nervous, she knew full well it would only be death to try again the arduous labors of a music teacher, and then her pupils were all gone- She had been sick a long while and impatient of delay they had obtained other teachers. She could not be a seam stressor a clerk, she was not Rtrong euoughWhat then could she do ? Now if she were only elderly, there would be no trouble. She knew herself well enough to be certain that she was intelligent and refined enousrh for such a position1, and she had always been commended for her reading. Dr. Scott would gladly recommend her, for he had known her for years, and his posi tion was such in the city that the influence of his name would be poten tial in securing anything she might covet. But the age. She was not elderly. There was no stretching t he imagination into believing lier over twenty-five, though she was in reality but twenty, and for once in her life Ethel Vaughan wished herself as old and wrinkled as her nurse. There was another reason why she wished to be again at work. Though- she had saved money to pay all the expenses of her illness, yet she found herself indebted to. Dr. Scott tor many delicacies and dainties that she had craved, and she knew thart he was beginning to love her, and the thought was intolerable that she should have, to give him pain by refusing his prof fered care and atl'ection. She leaned back among the cushions, weary with projects. Her way seemed hedged about, and try as-'.she would, there seemed no escape. When just as she was beginning to despair, a plan, venturesome and doubtful, dawned upon her. She would assume the attire of an elderlv widow and make an appli cation for the place. She grew strong with the thought, and when the doctor came for his evening visit he found her more animated than for a long time. To him she confided her ' plan, never allowing him time to interpose an objection or a remark as to his own feelings. After they bad talked the matter over, and arranged the disguise, or rather the garb of concealment, the doctor asked where the place was, and the moment his eye rested on the street and BHinbcr, he ' exclaimed; "Why, Ethel, it is old Mrs. Whitney : I know her well. She has been a riatient of mine tor years. It will be just the place for youj for your duties will be only nominal, and your salary ample and secure. The old lady has weak eyes, and she is compelled to keep them constantly shaded. This, added to her bad health, makes her indeed an invalid " "How large is her family, Doctor?" enquired Ethel. "Herself and one son, who is now and has been, for about a year, away from home. He is traveling, and I understand from his mother, is not to return for about three years. They livfe elegantly, though very retired, have a host of servants, a tine mansion, and almost unlimited wealth. You will see very little company that you will probably like, as you need not fear detection. It would never.do for you to go as you are, for the bid lady imagines every girl has designs upon her son, and cannot tolerate one in her presence." Ethel Vanghan or Mrs. Madeline Webb, looked every inch a widow lady of about thirty-five or forty, with her false black hair sprinkled with gray in lieu of her own golden curls. The widow 'scab was becoming, and matched well the plain old-fashioned dress. She played her part to perfection, and had no difficulty;' armed with a note from the Doctor, in winning Mrs. Whitneps favor, and before the end of the week she was installed reader and com panion. The invalid was gentle and kind, and her duties light. She read for an hour or two, wastheamanuensis, talked entertainingly, and then after taking tea with the old lady, was at liberty to do what sho chose, but generally she passed the evening with her sewing or conversing, finding the grand old house dull enough with only the servants for company, outside the sick room. Thus for weeks and months the quiet stream of her life rippled on uneventful, un excited, undisturbed, only broken by the letters from the absent son. These she read to the mother, gradually becoming so inter ested in them that she watched and waited their coming with impatience. After a few messages Mrs. Whitney would intrust the answer entirely to her, and the young girl wrote out her pent up feelinsrs to this stranger, secure in the- iuotherja name affixed, and she read in his letters the replies that only she understood and appreciated. At last one day a letter came that he was coming home, and that they -might expect him immediately. Mrs. Whitney was overjoyed, and talked incessantly of her boy, content that her companion silently listened". His room was ele gantly arranged, all the care devolving upon the "widow," who was careful that every detail should be just what she imagined he would like. When he came, she met him in his mother's room, with an odd throbbing of her heart, but returned his bow, as "My friend and companion, Mrs. Webb, Edgar, my ion," introduced them, and though he scrutinized her closely, she was outwardly calm, and after a few remarks, left mother and sou together. But her duties brought hereon stantly into direct communication with Mr. Whitney, and as he 'rarely left his mother, there were but few hours that the "widow and the heir" were apart. He joined in the reading, and the dull pages grew interesting and entertaining as he would read hour by hour, letting her rest, and then he would talk of his travels, and she would half forget her position, and in question or listening, prove herself to be well informed, and he would watch for the glow o interest that would flush her cheek. He became very attractive to her, and though she received his care and politeness half patronizingly as became Jier age, yet often she would sufrender herself to the feelings of the moment, .1 'ii anu neimer reouKeor repulse. But one day came for which she was not in the slightest degree prepared. "Mrs. Webb, may I have a little talk with you in the library 1" he asked, as they arose from their dinner, which they ate in the great dining-room alone. She silently assented, and they passed into that apartment, when, drawing an easy chair before the lire, he tenderly seated her; -and takinff hex hand in Ms, said: -p . " r. : j. "MraWebb", I love you. Krer since' l came home t have been attracted to yQt Jnom anoT more e-?ery day, and I COnldv?oS from to-night telling yon; this. Yotf have known me but short ftime, oat have not oar-, letters Deen a means of . acooaintariCe "that WaM-, - .l. . a K -- - OK. am T' wunpenaaces tor the brevity of my stay with ypa? In yours I recognized" a mrm o Ann nnr . onH W hen I returned hnmA and fnnnn vnn bereI rejoiced, for I knew that yon were the woman of all the jworltf 1 should mish to marry. Do yon liot love met I cannot wait longer for a reply .rt 4""j?t Webb's voice quivered as the j "Mr. Whitney have" yon tfrouj3itoi:the disparity in our agest Wbv, I am almost old enough for your mother, and am, failing, while you are young and just starting in life. You are rich and I must labor for my living. nave you. tnougnt what r the world wouia say It you, were to marry -you l oxners companion; old and wrinkled lTn UrTwav ik ft ire the imiilearbf me of the "beautiful yonng girls von may meet f" The .tears would come, but the spectacles hid the bright eyes, and the firm lips trembled only a little as she paused. "No, Madeline, if you will let me have the right to call you so, nothing will change me. Think you I have lot had ample opportunity to try my love among the fair women I have met in my travels, and I tell you now, old as you call yourself, you are my choice. I care not what the world says ; I am independent enough to manage my own affairs, and I plead with you not to let that keep us apart. Try me by what test you will, but give me a hope. You may be old enough to be my mother for that does not afflict me but you are young and beautiful to me, and I claim you for my own by my great love for you." His pleading prevailed and they were betrothed, but she asked foT silence, and so their engagement was known to none. She continued to till her accus tomed place in the invalid's chamber, and listened to the mother's praise of her boy with deeper interest than ever before. After two or three months she asked Mrs. Whitney to allow her a few weeks to go away to arrange some affairs and to recuperate, as she was quite exhausted, and after a few-days she was ready to depart, and promising to write regularly to Edgar, who clung to her and regretted her absence, she left. ; The days wore on lonesome enough in the Whitney mansion, after the "widow's" departure; and so Edgar commenced respondingto the numerous invitations that poured in upon him from the best families in the city. At one of these parties he met a beautiful girl, fair and accomplished, with exquisitely moulded features and form. She sang divinely, and her motions were the embodiment of grace; she was more bewitching to him than to any of the other gentlemen who crowded about her, reserving for him her brightest smiles ;and most winning ways. She strove to gain his praise, and would turn from the gay crowd about her to him, to walk with him, or sing or talk to him. She constantly reminded him of -some one, and when she was reading or conversing, he would watch her with a puzzled air. that seeing i.MuiujCuiai rv, uut no evaiieti ner questions. When accidentally her nngers met his. as he turned her sheets of music, he thrilled with' the delicate touch, and bent low to speak to her, until he inhaled the sweet breath of the white verbenas in the golden curls. But in a moment, as she raised her eyes to hjs, the sudden passion was passed, and he rememlered the woman whom he had won : the pure noble heart which he had so prized, and he scorned himself for even the brief forgetfulness. It was strange that, that morning there should have come a letter from her "telling him if he ever repented the engagement she would absolve him from a vow that must never fetter ; that if he ever found another that was nearer his own age that he was free to woo her, only to be honorable enough to first tell her of the change.!' ' He pondered the matter well. If he had never met Madeline Webb, if he were absolutely free, would he marry this girl ; did he regret hisengagement ; was the burden more than he could bear; had the .thought of marriage grown intolerable to him ? These were questions that he considered well, and his heart seemed to be divided. When memory recalled the gentle face and sweet voice of the little form clothed in black, the smooth hair, with the gray lying like threads of silver across its bands, the many happy moments in the sick room, his whole soul would thrill with love for the absent one. But when the syren voice of the fairy like woman at nis side called his name and the long curls swept his sleeve, and the white tinge. s toyed with his flowers, the past, with its promises and affections, were swept apart by the flood of the present moments. One day, as the rain dashed against the windows, as they stood side by side, she said to him, 'I am so lonely to-day. It seems to me sometimes that I wouid not care to live if the future be as gloomy as the past. The present is all there is of my life that has aught of joy in it, and for that I have to thank you. Do you know I am going awTay next week and I suppose then I shall never see you again. O ! how dreary and sad the world looks to-night,' and she shivered, and with eyes clouded w ith tears looked up into his face. Hejtookher hand, cold and clammy, in his, and would have drawn her to him, while words, burning with love and passion trembled on his lips, but though the blood fled from cheek and brow, with an effort he crushed them back, and stood'silent before her. "Donot8ayydu do not care to live, my friend. There is much of l)eauty and love in tins 'world, and there's many a true heart." It was impossible to say more, and raising the slender fingers to his lips, he pressed a kiss upon them, and then abruptly left her. The next morning there came a note bidding her good-bye, saying it would be out of his power to call upon her ere she left the city. The same mail bore to Mrs. Webb a letter, pleading with her to return, and telling her all that had occurred in the past few weeks, but assuring her that his iove had withstood the test, and that he could be separated from her no longer. The answer came speedily, "Meet me at Dr. Scott's," who had been married, and at whose home Edgar Whitney hail met the fair young girl at whose side he had whfied away so many pleasant hours. He could scarce await the arrival of hisbetrothed, but was at the rendezvous hours before she came, and met her with the tenderest greeting. "0 ! my darling, Heaven bless you ; I am so glad to have you with me again; vou snail never leave me so long as 1 live I have been sorely tempted, Madeline but I am all your own for ever and ever. uixx you not regret, n.dgar, our engagement; would you not, if you had been free, chosen differently. If so, believe me, though it should wring my heart, I would say farewell, and leave you to win a younger and fairer bride." His arm encircled her with love and tenderness, and his kind words reas suredher; but after a brief while she seemed down-hearted, and kept asking uman'H nearc. i Tuni, , "Are you i aura . you TAo ve me. jutgurr7 but ne never wearied of repeating his words of affection, and she grew gay and happy. - ; J - ; "Let me lay one hand over your WtiV dear. Now keep them tight shuf don't TOll loot." -nTirfalx. nlawl ne F . i , . nmwsrj aiui hi guut uut lug lluuf a qaicK motion and the widow's- &r 1 the spectacles, the false gray hair were at her feet, and the waterproof thrown. DacK; reveaiea,the .yc-unc; fresh laCo ana ntue toon of lthfrVaughan. now, SMZaxi" - w. . ' ' - ' -- m--; Why, Miss Ethel, is it possible you are here, Mrs. SVebb. Madeline," a looJ Ot DlanH: amazement, then a nappy, so rapturous, that it spoKe a shall Tcall you, Madeline or Ethel, both. are dear, but I won von UJw first, ami that vou shall ever beCl vero Vou afraid to trust me, dar'jTniles8 yoii inert mT IN o wonder rj.'iimten caucht jDvouW eirl. wBnrfiNhv did vbuAveV . - . . - a . -. . . r assume this tmchinr the widewf .ffrb.Siie. ioftenh3 hSl btn .nn thfi rvoint. ,f insisted thathewas still jealous ot her rival, heothei self, Ethel Vaughan. ihey never told Mrs. Whitney, for Edgar knew .it would only excite and confuse her, and when he introduced "my wife, Efhet, Or "mother, as I call her most, Madeline," the old lady only remarked, "how familiar your voice is," but many a hearty laugh have the young folks had over the "false front and specs," though Edgar often declares they were the mpst becoming things his wife ever wore. . i , Colonial JIannlaetprejorSilkJ . j From the very first, under the popu lar impression probably that the coun try' was particularly adapted to the production of silk, special efforts were maue in nearly all the colonies to direct and divert th attention of the people to this particular industry ; and it is recorded that the first Assembly that convened in. Virginia under a written constitution, in IG21; especially occu pied itself with considering "how best to encourage the silk culture." In 1662 also the Virginia Assembly, with a view of encouraging manufacturers, offered prizes for the best specimens of linen and woolen cloth, and a special prize of fifty pounds of tobacco, for each pound of wound silk produced in the colony ; and it was also enjoined that for every hundred acres of land held in f ee the proprietor should be required to plant and fence twelve mulberry-trees. Silk culture in Georgia also so largely occu pied the attention of the first colonists that a public seal was adopted bearing as a device silk-worms engaged in their labors while bounties for the encour agement of the same industry were re peatedly offered by the colonies of Connecticut, New York, New Jersey, North and South Carolina. It is a most interesting and suggestive circumstance that this ftrMVMflJtv nf. amnlwmor.: which fronr the first" settlement of the. country was particularly selected worthy of attention1ndassujcJil? receive ior nearly w rnnn irom me w ii - SHrTOirifia rial authorita" ionm 4iexi greater interest, iA.the onlv industries which has nevbr attain to a healthy condition of existenc on the North American continent, an to-day only exists in the United States in virtue of a degree of legislative en-ft. couragement far in excess of that de manded and received by any other in dustrial interest. Harper's Magazine. Coniniodore Vanderblll's Keen Discernment. One day, before Cornelius Vander bilt obtained possession of the Hudson River Railway, he was traveling, it is said from here to Albany, and, consid ering himself a privileged character, went into the baggage car to smoke. He had been enjoying his cigar but two or three minutes when the conductor came along, and informed him politely that he must not smoke there. Van derbilt said that it did not make any difference that it was all right, Ac, but the conductor was of a ' different opinion, declaring that it was contrary to the rules of the road. "You don't know me," said the smoker. "My name is Vanderbilt. I am sometimes called Commodore. . I generally do about as I please." "I don't know, nor do I care who you are Mr. Vanderbilt. I intend to obey the rules. If you were ten times a Commodore I could not permit you to smoke here, and yon must go else where to finish your cigar." The loyalty to duty displayed by the conductor pleased the ancient Corne lius, and he went out, though not be fore he had said to the ; conductor : "You are a right kind of a man for your place. You don't respect persons. I think of buying this road, and if I do, you can stay on it as long as you like." -' . J Vanderbilt did buy the road and re tained the conductor! He frequently remarked that that man could be trus ted ; that he was never mistaken in judging of character ; and that he knew from the first that the conductor was sound. . . The conductor stayed on the road for five years, and in that time, as the story goes, stole himself into a pecu niary independence. So much for Vanderbilt's knowledge of character. Evidently the conductor knew Vanderbilt better than Vander bilt knew the oonductor. Dictionaries. The earliest dictionary of which any record remains is one in the Chinese language, compiled by Pa-out-she, about B. C. 1100. Marcus Terentius Varro who flourished B. C. 116 28. was one of the first classic authors who turned his attention to lexicography ; but the most celebrated dictionary of antiquity is the Onomasticon of Julius Pollux, which was completed early in the third century. The earliest Latin dictionary of modern times was pub- usned Dy jonn rsaiDi, of Uenoa. in 1460, but that of Calepio, published in 1502, is much superior. Sebastian Munster's Chalde Dictionary .'appeared in 1527; Fagninus' Lexicon of the Hebrew language in 1529 ; Robert Stephens Thesaurus in 1535 ; Erpenius Arabic Dictionary in 1613 : Shindlers' Lexicon Pantagiottum in 1612 : Ed mund Castell's Lexicon Heptaglotton in 1669 ; and Phillips' New World of Words in 1658. Moren published his Biofirraohical. Historical, and Oenrm. phical Dictionary in 1673, Elisha Cole's English Dictionary appeared in 1677. and Bayle's Historical and Critical Dic tionary, and the Dictionary of the French Academy in 1694. Dr. Johnson's English Dictionary was completed in May, 1755. Walker's Dictionary ap peared in 1791, and Francis Grose's Dictionary of the Vulgar Tongue in 17SD. - I Old time rocks rocking the cradle. iJirii "wre'' .a,V? "rvant.l Richard Steele." Sh fixed 1 J cnrlitiW r wooing. In olden times it was the fashion for A hitorto go down on his knees to a - t V. . , , . IIIwwk -Xked he5 to. f16 rhich. with very stout gentlemen. .an .imcomfortableproceeding. The ' in which D&niel WaShIst nmivMwl Miss Fletcher was more modern. g at the same time neat and trait. e mny olhei4oversr he was caught "Minir . a Bein. ox thread or wool. U JslT Ue IadThad been unraveling. W trace 12 muMi -! i .. r ag knots Let .us Bee if we eanrot crl 4 ' aiipti untie in' a life poke alStS V Wi lh r i ,.x. edjhalf a true 'lrW- knot i Miss Cl "T I P KeJ"? bargain. pa." menVwhen they ,4Jbpr bv writing re more strrhtforward &nraiatter-ot- ct. liicnard Steele wrote tn.hrt r hi heart VDear Mrt. SrTVf Hero was no gisea in those liZ - i J t-j. rv the day accordingly, and Steeled her name, instead of her heart, tot the mi tor. ' The celebrated preacher, Whitefield, proposed marriage to a young lady in a very cool manner as though Whitefield meant a field of ice. He addressed a letter to her parents, without consulting the maiden, "in fhich he said they need not be at all jifraid of-offending him by a refusal, as ae thanked God he was quite free from he passion called "love 1" Of course he lady did not conclude that this 3eld, however white, was the field for :(er, The well-known brothers, Jacob uid William Grimm, were exceedingly attached to each other, and had no de rire to be married. But it was thought proper by their friends that one of .hem should become a husband ; and, racob being the elder, it was agreed ihat he should be the one to enter the xrads of matrimony. A suitable lady Fas found ; but Jacob declined to do ;he courting requesting William to tct as his agent. William consented mt soon found, that he was in love, md wanted the lady for himself. He ould not think, however, of depriving lis brother of such a treasure, and Inew not how to act. An aunt kindly elieved him in his difficulty by telling Jacob, who willingly resigned the dam iel to his brother, and went out of the ray until she had been made Mrs. Yilli&m Grimm. A Scotch beadle was Ihe one who popped the question in the grimmest manner. He took his iweetheart into tho graveyard, and, lowing her a dark corner, said : Mary ! my folks lie there. Would jou like to lie there, Mary?" Mary vas a sensible lassie, and expressed her villingness to obtain the right to be buried near the beadle's relations .by waiting herself 'to him in wedlock. JL fimilar nnromantio view of the sub jew vaa taiccn Dy another scotch maiden. ir lover remarking, "I think 111 ee Jean," she replied : . ."Man leeged to rtant and instructive for a moment at this point ing the development of Ameri- uianufactures, and briefly notice ffect of the long-continued restrio legialation of Great Britain on litical and commercial morality. The multitude of arbitrary laws enacted to force the industry and commerce of the olonies and the British people into artificial and unnatural channels created a multitude of new crimes ; and trans actions which appeared necessary for tns general warfare, and were no way repugnant to the moral sense of good men, were forbidden by law under heavy penalties. The colonists became thenceforth a nation of law-breakers. Sine-tenths of the colonial merchants Here smugglers. One-quarter of the bole number of the signers of the Declaration of Independence were bred tft commerce, to the command of ships, aid the contraband trade. John Han- ock was the prince of contraband tkders, and, with John Adams as his counsel, was on trial before the Ad ntralty Court in Boston at the exact htur of the shedding of blood at Lex inrton, to answer for half a million dollars' penalties alleged to have been bl him incurred as a smuggler. And ifgood old Governor Jonathan Jrnm btll, of Connecticut. (Brother Jonathan) did not walk in the same ways as his bMher patriot in Massachusetts, then trldition, if not record, has done him very great injustice. There is also on retard a letter of Alexander Hamilton, written in 1771, at the time he was in mercantile business, giving instructions to the master of a vessel in his employ how to avoid the customs regulations on entering ports in the West Indies. Bat men like Hancock and Trumbull had been made to feel that government was their enemy ; that it deprived them of their natural rights ; that in enacting laws to restrain them from laboring freely, and freely exchanging the fruits of their labors, it at the same time emfcted the principle of slavery, and tVp therefore every evasion of such fatl was a gain to liberty. llarverft Magazine. How Ihey Catcli .Mustangs. The editor of the Plea.ianton Stock Journal gives the modus operandi of capturing wild horses in Texas, which will no doubt prove instructive to many. It will be perceived that all the popular notions in which the lasso and fleet-footed charger play an im porTant part, have. little foundation in reality. - As soon as a herd of horses is discov ered, the party af hunters divide, one portion striking camp while the others set off in pursuit of the herd. The frightened animals go bounding across the prairie through the prickly pear and dense chapparel, leaving a trail which the hunters steadily pursue at an easy gait until they come in sight of the herd which scampers off as before. These tactics are kept up by pursuers and pursued for days, the mustangs returning to their first starting point which they are Bure to do when the camping party takes the place of the tired pursuers, and thus follow the herd until the poor, wearied, and half hBtarved creatures, with swollen and bloodshot eyee, give up the struggle and submit to be driven anywhere. The object of the hunters has been merel to keep close enough to the gs to prevent them from graz- tarvation soon brings them to and the prairie monarch, with g crest and dejected look, his native wilds henceforth to the slave of man. This is what hunter "walking mustangs down." AgaSSlaaa nroooo,! tn l1U VPr eTor pay, replied "I can to waste my time for money. .- a.J ti mnstifc ing. H dropji leave. beoonv. 1 Whtfl a lectnf not afvra T I American Cnltare. Fevf, persons, I suppose, will deny that Jnnn sn. IL. killing ui unu wuvufj mo XUIXr- peanfl have surpassed us in the fine arts. J2ven within our own memory, what poems, dramas, and nTvtda have they given ua ; what statues symphonies, operas, and what men of science I It is a great list of names, theirs of this century : Goethe, Byron, Wordsworth Beethpven,' Wagner, Mendelssohn, Thorwaldsen, Delsroche. Turner, Bal zac, George. Eliot, Humboldt, Darwin familiar names like these flow from the pen. Not that 1 would 'disparage our great men ; I make the trite, com parison only to' point out a reason, which may not be trite, for the fact tha each of the leading nations 'of Europe surpasses ua in the amount of its higher intelligence. I cannot hope that the explanation will be received with muck favor,, lot it is not a DleasantJ '' 41 ro lacking thaVwe are not full heritors of the past culture of Europe. On the contrary, we are out of sympathy with the past culture of Europe with" its thoughts, creeds, method of working, ideals, and mental temper : nor will any mere growth in age give these to us any more than it will give us rothic cathe drals.' What we may do in art is to be done in a different spirit from them if done fit at. Our acithetio temper was nek formed under a heuigh ntar. Even opr most eminent public men in some instances hated art, and said that they hated it. Here is an interesting case. In 1818 a French sculptor, M. Binon, wrote to John Adams, requesting per mission to take his portrait in marble. This was the famous ex-President's answer : "The age of sculptor and painting has not yet arrived in this country, and I hope it will be long be fore it does so. I would not give a six pence for a picture by Raphael, &r a statue by rhhlias." , It is easy to think that a civilized perscin wrote these words ? If they are reported rightly, they implv defect in humanity ; certainly no educated Euro pean would have uttered them. It was sayings like these that led Lamartine and other civilized foreigners to com plain of "la brutalite Americaine." If the ex-President of the United State "would not give a sixpence" for Raffa elle or Phidias, need we wonder that his country shows something of the same feeling ? 2 he Galaxy for April. npon i Tit e lull ue nee or Climate tfr 1,1 fe. An interesting artioTe appears in the ftntl tuat the horse was trying to tell Gazette dc Medical U Alger ie onthettbem of this, that they inight go to the influence exerted by climates in regard resce. to health and life of foreigners. In that I 80 slie wen ut where the horse was. article we are reminded that the ne- i'e seemed pleased that it had attracted groesjof Senaar recruited by Mehemet Ali fdr his army, speedily succumbed after Arriving in Egypt ; that negroes of Central Africa rapidly die if trans ported to Arabia, and that if sent to Europe they perish by phthisis. Of l,80frnegroes sent to garrison Gibraltar in 1817, nearly all are a-ud to have been aeBtrovtvt-tyy rjLmoiirv eonannuiiiAB iThiteen'montus, and if the negro con victs "sent from tho French colonies to the bulks at Brest, one-fifth die each year, j In Mexico, the Egyptian contin gent suffered by disease and death in larger proportion than did the regular troops from France ; whereas Algerians and Arabs in France enjoy relatively better health than in their native coun tries.i During the Russian War the Zouaves and Turcos resisted the cli mate jof the Crimea better then the men qf the French heavy cavalry and it is said that on the same occasion the Algerian horses withstood the severe winter even better than those of the English cavalry. With regard to the power of resistance of Arabs, as illus trated in the war of 1870 71, it is ob-serve-1 that if in .battle they liecome ex cited' to paroxysms of fury, once wounded, or taken prisoners, they find in their complete belief in fatalism a source of moral calm and resignation. The Arab moreover is less sensitive to pain than the European : hence, in a great measure, the principal cause of the facility with which wounds received by the former heaL In the question asked then : Is man cosmopolitan ; Certainly not ! Man does hot perpetuate his species in all climates. He may Jive, if transported after have attained adult age, but he often, becomes sterile, or if he has children they do not attain manhood. Michael Levy rightly observed that "To change the climate is to be born to a new-life." TIicI'ii written side ol Cerent Hen. We always think of great men as in the act of performing deeds which give them renown or else in stately repose, grand, silent and majestic. And yet, this is hardly fair, because the most gracious and magnificent of the human beings have to bother themselves with the ttle things of life which engage the attention of us smaller people. No doubt Mosos snarled and got angry whenhe had a seyere cold in his head, and if a fly bit his leg while he was in the desert, why shonld we not jump and xtse violent language and rub the sore place? And Caesar isn't it toler able certain he used to become furious when he went up stairs to get his slip pers'' in the dark and found that the Calphurnia had shoved them under the bed so that he bad to sweep around tkem wildly with a broom handle? And when Solomon cracked his crazy bon0 is it unreasonable to suppose that he ran around the room and felt as if he wanted to cry? Imagine George Washington sitting on the edge of the bed and putting on a clean shirt, and growling at Martha because the but tons were off; or St Augustine with an apron round his neck, having his hair cut ; or Joan or Arc holding her front hair in her mouth as women do, while she fixed up her back hair ; or Napo leon jumping out of bed in a frenzy to chase a mosqnito around the room with a pillow ; or Martin Luther in a night shirt, trying to put the baby to sleep at 2 o'clock in the morning ; or Alexan der the Great, with hiccoughs ; or Thomas Jefferson getting suddenly over a fence to avoid a dog ; or the Dake of Wellington with the mumps ; or Daniel Webster abusing his wife be cause she hadn't tucked the covers in at the foot of the bed ; or Benjamin Franklin paring his corns with a razor; or Jonathan Edwards at the dinner table, wanting to sneeze just as he got his;mouth full of hot beef ; or Noah standing at his window throwing bricks at a cat. Th A rlAV frvnAri lilnA Tri f onrl prune silk are so dark as 'to be almost black, and the new. black failles are coal black, instesd of blue black. These, like the -colored silks, are of fine make. They are no longer heavily corded or repped, and are decidedly more lustrous than those worn for the past few years, tocthv comri. The Beautiful Spring. "So Uve I, doar.lKbed a Ttutetteeek. "W eil," pipd a blnetitrd. -dao't team me out ' I aaw the Know Uul Lay rona About." Ya,"chirpei a Do.bir.L "that tat be true But I've aeen It all the aleak trliiter through - "I came betii betlroea, aan? the aontlitau "I rm, tb1 avaia tba deep Ua uky. tm it carra r chiaaad tteocrickeU trav AfUn - w uo a u am r ehiaaad t ... . VV you are here, let Us hope 70011 atay." WWapered the ami. To ! the 'winter paat : WTt does ft matt-T who Aral or laat Slbrooka, u4 ttowarm. ii1 birrfiea feat mtaa. AM atdp to Bake p the tataXittroj iprlnn." How a Hosaa HxLFKty 11a Ndohbor. Not long since, I visited a friend, who lives oria fine farm, in a pleasant twm in Southern New ITamrV.f ,fethre, one evening, we rodet f5', fcaouu a meeung.. anq orr se he was driving. A few vears ten s horse was kept, during autumn, in a field close by the farm house, and in i an adjoining past a re a flock of sheep was also kept. One day while my friend was talking with a gentleman by the roadside, the horse came running toward him from the lower part of the field, next to the sheep pasture, and, putting his head over the wall near him, whinnied, as if to attract attention. He took however, no special notice of this ; and presently the horse turned and ran back to the lower side of the field. But very soon ho was again seen rapidly approaching, and, on reaching his master, he again spoke to him, as horses usually speak. 1 It was observed that the horse was acting in a very unnsral manner ; but still no steps were taken yet to ascer tain the cause of the strange running back and forth. So the pony again wheeled and galloped away once more towards the sheep pastnre. And now, very soon, for the. third time, is he soen "riftly returning. - It Doema that the intelligent creature, haying failed in two attempts to seenre tho help he was seeking, determined to try elsewhere this time ; and so, instead of going again to his master, he went to the farm-house, that stood near by, and putting his head through an open win dow in the kitchen, he again whinnied. My friend's wife, who, it seems, had noticed the strange restlessness of the animal, now felt qnite sure there must be some trouble in the field or pasture. attention at last, and, trotting on be fore the lady, he led her down to the pasture, and, putting his head over the fence, seemed to say : "Look, look t" The lady did look, and there she dis covered that a savage dog had caught a sheep, and was holding it by the throat, in spite of all the poor creature's efforts i? escape . ... - I hope my young readers will always iry to neip those whom they see in trouble, and that they will be as perse vering in their efforts to do good as was this noble animal. Too Much to Believe.-One day, Farmer Robson's old hen came scratch ing about in my meadow, and just then the pretty schoolma'am: tripped by with two of her children. She was talking to them about the fish called tho 'stur geon, j "Yes, my dears," she was saying, VI read it this very morning in the J'opn lar .Science Monthly. I Nine hundred and twenty-one thousand six hundred eggs have been found in a single stur geon." "My ! what a lot," exclaimed one of the children, "and if. every egg gets to be a sturgeon, and every one of the new sturgeons lays just as many, just think what heaps and heaps Of grandchildren a sturgeon must have.". Tho teacher laughed. They walked on ; and suddenly I heard a sort of gulp. It was the old hen. : I never in my life saw any living creature in such a state. She was so mad she could hardly keep inside of her feathers. "Nine hundred thousand eggi I" she exclaimed (you would have thought she was only trying to cluck ner head off, but Jack understood every word), "nine hundred thousand eg-gug-gng-gegs ! Don't believe a word of it ! Never was such a thing since thei world began sturgeon, indeed 1 Nefer even heard of such a bird. What'll school teachers say next I wonder?; Nine hundred thousand egg-gng-gug-eggs indeed I" The last I saw of that hen, she was strutting off indignantly toward tha barn-yard to tell the; other hens all about it. St. Xicholak. A Remarkable Don Story. This story is told by a gentleman who says its truth is vouched for by witnesses of undoubted veracity : Some years ago, hiloMr. Hamilton was fishing near the lower rapids of the Mississippi, just alx7. tli keoknk,, Ue j oleorTa belOW him a man bailing out a canoe, prepara tory to taking himself; wife, and baby across the river. At the same time Mr. Hamilton saw that his Newfoundland dog was watching .the proceedings of the party. Heeming :to comprehenl their intention, the dog uttered a pecu liar howl, and passing rapidly up the river for some distance, plunged into the water and swam diagonally down, landing on a large rock standing out of the water about midway of the stream. After shaking the water from his shaggy coat, he again watched the party, who in the meantime had embarked in the canoe. J ust as the little boat passed the rock, it was caught in the rapidly descending current, and instantly cap sized. The woman, in falling into the water, loosed her hold on the child. which floated down the stream. The man caught his wife and waded with her to the rock. The instant the child fell into the water,: the; dog leaped in, andtjn a short time was seen in the still water below swimming with the child 1 in his month, which he carried in safety to the shore. firciir, friend. Lived rr Dowx. An honest black smith was once grossly insulted and his character infamously defamed. ' Friends advised him to seek redress by means of law, but to one and all he replied. "No, I will go to my forge and there in six months I will Have worked out such a name as all the judges, law courts and lawyers in the world could not give me." He was right. It is by honest labor, j manly courage, and a. conscience void true and of offence that we assert our dignity and prove our honesty respectability. Tkach children to, love everything that is beautiful, and yon will teach them to be useful and' good. TXKinii.-i. . A matter of forn The lady who to ', must a lot of the r . rjbodj'f eje - Tiokles In glaze : iizs, crosa dogs. muu. ueiajB, are c ---totis. A atatUtici?" "thai - e .rt alii pa averts The coat c MM 1 . Il-I .;rof UkaUXO. aw. -i m &&a - 1 r. -.- is c..i the Soma heattlJpeMoa ha s remarked , that, however strenaoualy a leerrtaller:4, may reaiat the use of icrVt, he will certainly rrr ' v V last, 'sr m r1;.- Toq many.-f'V'l5' Vio-iT" from the asTAtiveauthia they take a f. oompani'-ii Wedlock not irora'tnae'-. MfT3BHpf' hu but beeauseor. , .-tT1i bkke the f racranee J me roee lnuetad OT the thorffil, and hold the knife by the handle and not byihe evige. The foundation of domestic happi ness is faith in the virtue of woman ; the foundation of political happiness, temporal and eternal, is reliance on the gooduess of Providence. A Baltimore young woman skated herself through the ice ; but. as the water was onlV four feet deep and she was five feet long, she rtood up and informed a young man of what had happened, and he courageously passed her a board. Outof2G,926 packages of stamps, etc., traumitted through the Post Ofiice inj.be United States during the year 1873-74. only four packages value! at $H7.4 were lost : and of the 2,000. fx M) or regularly registered letters, only 313 were actually lost or stolen. "A hnman sknll, covered and filled with oysters, was dredged up in New Haven harbor not long since." A man must Ue awfnlfy fond of oysters when ho "sets lus skull to catch them. Bjif perhaps, after all, the owner of that trip didn't know how it was bein. used. A yard-stick is very useful in a store; a stick on the stage is of no use what ever ; a stick in a tumbler is sometimes in danger of making the sidewalk un even to pedestrians ; a stick of a hus band or wife is apt to be much longer than is desired, and a stickful of matter is the commonest thing read in news papers. The Saltan of Turkey employs in his palace 6,000 servants of both sexes. Ho pays and feeds 300 cooks, 3X) gar denert, 500 coachmen, and GOO more to do odds and ends about the house. To fed these people and their hangers on 1,200 sheep and 2,000 fowls are killed every day, and G0,0H) francs for lights are exiended. No wonder they call him the sick mau of Europe. Let our love;be firm, constant and inseparable ; not coming and returning like the tide, but descending like a never failing river, ever running into imuwuoi amne exoeiiency, paism? tm in cncas"tJTuty-50n Biu oLreaience, as never ceasinf to be what it is till it comes to be what it de sires to be ; still being a river until it l)e turned into sea and vastness, even tho immensity of a blessed eternity. A neat confidence game, but very mean, was practiced on' two yonug ladies in a Jersey City car the other day. A "fashionably-dressed man en- ' tered the car in Jersey City, and two ladies got on at the same time. Oue of the ladies took a dollar bill from her pnrse to pay the fare with, when the gentleman politely offered to p-ms it to the driver, but instead of doing 'that he lifted his hat to the ladies. and left the car. Every year a pastry cook in Dresden cooks np a lot of pan-cake, in one of which a ducat is placed, and advertises the same, wherenpon all the good people of that city rush to invest five piennings in one of the cakes, in the hope of being the lucky winner of the prize. But the cook doesn't "scale down" the drawing in the Louisville fashion, so that the ducat is changed to a groschen, while the pan-cake is made of sawdust. This is the way an irapoennions Pa risian dandy managed : He kept at his residence a costume of a groom. When offering an attention to the fair sex he used to say : "Permit me to send you a bouquet by my black servant." He then repaired to' his garret, took his blacking bottle, pol ished his face and hands, put on his livery and knocked at the lady's door. "Here," said he, "are some flowers from master to madame." ne had spent his last franc in the purchase. Madame was so delighted with the present that she presented the bearer with a Ionia. This is a clever pocket ing of three dollars, and a lady's favor into the bargain. A Bingor fruit dealer has been pay ing a bet recently with tho making of which he had nothing to do. Two well known gentleman stepped in, and be ginning to eat oranges, informed the proprietor tht tho lJ irr ot the oranges on a certain question, and after the !et was decided the loser would pay for those which they were eating. To this the dealer of the fruit was agreed, and the customers ate all they desired. The next time they were in the store he enquired which one was to pay for the oranges. "Don't know yet," was te reply ; "I bet that when the Brewer bridge is carried away, the Brewer end will go first, and Smith bet that the Bangor end will go first." The oranges were immediately charged to profit and loss. The practice of clipping horses in winter is regarded in a great many dif ferent views ; but there is no mistaking the sentiments of a contributor to the New York Evening Post, who gives ex pression to the following bit of sarcasm: "I admire the horse-shaving process, not so much for its conspicuous pro priety and usefulness, as for its showing what a high order of intellect can ac complish when it seriously lays itself out for work. What ordinary man could, by any possible stretch of his inventive faculties, compass the notion of basing the social position upon the brevity of his horses' trials, or the stripping the hair off the animals' bodies in winter? Any man might think of the latter operation in summer' but who but men of genius could think of doing such a thing in our Arctic winter? Such. men would have been saints in Loyola's time ; and I am not altogether sure but what canonizing would be the best thing for them now. If comfort and ease are enhanced by contrast, I can easily imagine the ex quisite satisfaction felt by the occu pants of a vehicle drawn by clipped horses. In the terrible winter just passed away the amount of enjoyment o received must have been immense." But horses will still be clipped, never theless, be the practice cruel or not. 4 k.