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Into my heart thines a brightness uncertain Youth's dreams, are dim, and the sliie$ overcast Is it a ghOBtly hand lifting time's curtain, Bringing pa'iftlbeams from the moon of my pafft? Or a fresh joy bursting forth into sweetness, Wakening wan life to a n.ew day's completeness Golden beams, chasing lost silver with scorning. Tell me, O, Love, is it moonlight or .morning t . -Softly a light stealeth over my spirit" Pressing the dusk of drear sorrow away; Is somo rare earth-Joy returning to cheer It, Tilling my soul with a player for delay 7 -Or, a far-gljtimcring gleaqi of new glory, Passing theTlght of garth's moon-silvered story Rays of remote bliss, in beautitol warning ; Bay," watching soull is It paoonlight or moruing? II OW IT WAS DONE. Church Torrington was perhaps 'the greatest coward in New York. Don't misunderstand us, gentle read er physically speaking our young heroj was as brave as Bayard, as dauntless aa Oceur de Lion. But it was where the . fair sex was" concerned, that Mr.- Tor rington became a poltroon, glatce from a pair of blue - enough to throw Mm into ! a A gentle eyes was cold per- epiration at any time. j ' "As one; by one the companions of his . boyhood and early yojith vanished out of -the path of bachelorhood! and entered into the promise1 d land of Church Torrihgton viewed not unenvious mind. ; matrimony, them with a ' ''.How the mischief did they muster was his 1. In writing on bu8;nes up courage enough to do il v . internal reflection. ?" And Harry Leslie, a wag Of forty, who always had a knack of findin y body elses weak points, saiti out evcry- " All of that set are married except Church Torrington, and he'lk be a bach elor all the days of his life.j because he hasn't got the courage to ask any girl to have him. . I don't know, though, eith er," "he added reflectively. . leap year comes round again be a chance for him then." " Wait till there niay' , Nevertheless, in the face df all these i : ' obstacles, ' love. ' uuurcn lorrmcrcon was in i rn , Miss Violet Purple' was as! pretty and blooming a little lassie as ever tripped down the sunny1 side of Broadway under a thread-lace parasol on a iJune after - noon. She ves very plurapj and rather email, iwith soft blue-gray eyes, eye brows like twin arches of jet, sliining chestnut hair like white velvet, just flushed with the softest pink on either' dimpled check. ! And she had a way of carrying her ; head piquantly on one side, spoke wfth the blightest possible of lisps, always wore a rose in her hair, and was alto 'gethcr precisely the sort of a girl a man's fancy was apt to conjure up when he ; thought of the possibility of a wife to . cheer the gloom of his solitary homa. Violet Purple was born tobe married you couldn't think" of her as an old maid any more than yon could think of strawberries without creamy or a satin slipper without a dainty foot to fit it; and, whenever she thought of the prob ability iof the catastrophe, u face like the mustached physiognomy of Mr. Church Torrington outlined! itself through tha misty vapors of her day-dreafn. ' But Mr. Church was sor dreadfully bashful he wouldn't propose and poor ; little Yiolet was nearly at hier wits' end H'hat to do in this dire perplexity. A ' jirl of any delicacy can't veVy well ask a nan to have her, and Violet had dono everything else. 'She had smiled sweet ly upon him, given him rose buds out of het ball bouquets feent him embroidered , - .cigar cases, and returned a gentle press ure when he had ventured to squeeze her hand at parting ; and what, we ask the reader, could a girl do more ? And still, in spite of all this, Mr. Tor Tin gtdn persisted in keeping his love to ' - himself. In vain Aunt Sareta took her tip stairs, ancl left the drawing-room freo to twilight and the lovers in vain Vio let put on her prettiest dresses Mid curled heV hair, with a special eye tot Mr. Tor rington's taste. Old Mr. Purple--whose name was not - a bad description of the general hue o . . his face besran to wonder " what in the T : ing 1ier5 eo much and. keeping better men away !" and hinted very broadly at the propriety of Violet's being more gra cious to a certain banker, a friend of' his, who was supposed to be especially at tracted by the blue-gray eyes and the jet .arched brows, - And little Violet, took to crying at night on her . lace-edged pillows, and Aunt Sarepta, a tall, spare, maiden lady, who had only recently come up from the country to take charge of her brother's 1 hpusenold, scarcely knew what to do. ' " Violet," quoth the aunt, "what ails you?"! "I dort't know, aunt." "How long has Mr. Torrington been visiting here?" "I don't know; aboxit three years." " Does he care for you, Violet ?" " I don't know, aunt," she repliad, blushing and roey, ESTABLISHED m. " Do you care for him V "I don't know, aunt," she said, bltiBh ig still more' deeply. ' Then why on earth don't he propose, and have done with it." , " I don't know, aunt L" This time in Miss Sarepta Purine set herself to un tangle this Gordian knot f circum Btances as Bhe would a ' snarl" - in her skeins of mixed wools ;. and when Miss Sarepta set herself about a thingj! she was generally in the habit of acconipjlsn ing it. . x ' I'll go and see him myself," was the result of a long day of meditation on Miss Sarepta's part.; "and I won't let Violet know about it. " Mr. Church Torrington sat in his leather covered easy chair, looking out a' difficult case in Estoppels when hi3 clerk announced " a lady ;" and, burn ing abruptly around, he encountered the gaze of Miss "Sarepta Purple's spec tacled orbs. m ' : He colored scarlet as he dragged forth a chair, and stammered out some inco herent sentence or other for was not she Violet's csnt ? the aunt of the fair damsel whom he worshiped afar off and in silence ! " Thank you," said Miss Purple, de positing herself on the chair as one might set down a heavy trunk "I've come on business." "Indeed!" " Because," said Miss Purple,' edging her chair a little' nearer that of the young lawyer, "I think it's time this business was settled." " What business ?" : " What business?" echoed Mrs. Pur ple, with a belligerent tosa of her head; ."as if you dot not know well enough what I am talking about why getting married, to be sure 1" J " Mr. Torrington grew a shade or two' paler. Was it possible that this ancient maiden still contemplated the probabili ty of matrimony? Had she then selected him ifor her victim ? He looked at the back window it opened on a blind alley, w hich led nowhere. He glanced at the door; but Miss Purple's gaunt form ef fectually debarred that means of egress. No there was nothing but to sit still and face the worst that fate had in store for him. "You see," went on Miss Sarepta, "I am not blind if I. am getting into years, and I can see aq well as anybody what you mean by coming so often to our house. But still I think you ought to have spoken out like a man. I'm will-, ing, and Ldon't suppose my brother will object,- as you seem to be able to keep a wife!" " You you are very kind !" stammered Mr. Torrington. "Is it to be yes or no about the. mar riage, I mean V" ' " I shall be most happy, I am sure !" fluttered our miserable hero. "Spoken like a man! It's what I knew you meant all the time," cried Aunt Sarepta, rising: to her feet, and actually depositing an oscular demon stration, meant for-a kiss, on Church's Jorehcad. " I knew I should like you !" , Church stared. This wa3 not exactly etiquette; but the whole matter was re aSy so strange and unprecedented that he hardly knew what to think. ' " And when will you come round to brother Jacob's and tell the folks all about it for I suppose you'd like to tell them yourself ? Tliis evening ?" " Y yes, if you say so !" ' "It's as good a time as any, I suppose. Of course you won't mention that I said anything to you about it ? I'd rather it should seem unstudied." "Naturally enough!" thought -poor Church. But he promised, with a faint smue, and parted from Miss Purple, almost shrinkinsr from tho vigorous grasp of the hand which she unhesitatingly be stowed upon him. No sooner was Church Torrington alone than" the full horror of his posi tion rushed upon him. What had he doiie? To what had he committed him self? " It serves meright," he muttered, griuding his teeth, ''when I could have won the love of the sweetest little fairy the sun ever shone on. It was simply .idiotic of me to allow a middle-aged ter magant to take possession of me, as though I were a cooking-stove or a second-hand clock ! She will marry me, and I shall be a captive for life, simply because I was too much of a noodle to save myself. Oh, dear, dear ! this is a terrible scrape for a poor fellow to get into ! But there is no help for it now. If I were to backout, she'd sue me for a breach of promise. If I were to go to Australia, she would follow me there as sure as fate'! I'm a lost man ! " And Church Torrington proceeded straight to the mansion where dwelt tha inexorable Sarepta. And, behold I as he knocked at the door, Miss Purple herself opened the door, and mysteriously beckoned him in. VI saw you coming," she said, in a low, eager tone. "I've been on the look-out. Excuse me, my dear, but I really feel as if I must kiss you once raore. - We're going to be" relations, yot know." "Eelations! I should think sol' groaned Church, Torrington, taking the kiss as a .child would a quinine powder. Miss Sarep'fa patted bim on the shoulder, I i . .J.U ) ' ' - ' .1 - " - . SJ ' : ' ! " ' 1 r- PUBLISHED AT KUTIIERFORDTON, "N.f EVERY' FRIDAY MORNING. " Then go in,", she said, nodding mys teriously toward theMoor beyond. " Go in where T': stammered enr be wildered hero. " . 7 "Why, to Violet, to be sure !" 7 " To Violet ! Was it Violet that.ycu meant ?" ! "To be sure it was! Who did you suppose I meant me?" This last suggestion, hazarded as the wildest improbability by Miss Sarepta, called the guilty color up into Church's cheek. i ' "Miss Purple, pardon me," he said; "but I've been ' a ; stupid blockhead, Don't be angry, as ypu say we're going to be relations." i And he took the spinster in his armp and bestowed upon her a kiss which made its predecessbr appear but the shadow and ghost of kisses a kiss which jounded as though Mr. Church Torring ton meant it. i , "Do behave yourself!" cried Miss Sarepta. ' j " Yes, I'm going to," said Church, and he -walked straight linto tho drawing room, where little Violet -was dreaming over an unread book of poems. She started as he entered; " Mr. Torrington.j is it you ?" "Tea, it is I," said Church, insj'red with new courage. . Violet, darling, I love you will yoii consent to be my wife?V f ' ' Are you in earnest, Church ? " "In earnest? Itjs what I've been waiting to say to you for the last six months, but I have not dared to vent ure. Come, you will not send me away without an answer, j Say yes, darling." "Yes," Violet answered, so faintly that only true lover's ears could have discerned tho faltering monosyllable. And Church Torrington felt as if ho were the luckiest fellow in all the great jnefropolis that night. When Aunt Serepta came in, looking very unconscious, 'to light the gas, Church insisted upon another . kiss, greatly to that lady's discomposure. "For you know very well, Aunt Sar epta," he said, "y6u set me the ex ample." S And Aunt Sarepta did not look very angry with him. So they were married with all duo flourish of trumpets, and Violet does not know to this day how instrumental the old maiden aunt! was in securing her 'happiness. ' TIIE IDIOT EABL 0F DRUMLAXR1G' j- Connected with thp Duke's residence in Qneensberry Hcjuse, against which the whole fury and Jmaledictjons of tho mobs were directed at the time of the Union, there is a t'ae of awful mystery and horror. His eldest son, James Earl of Drumlanrig, is pimply stated in the old peerages "tohaijr died young." It is now proved, howejver, that he was an idiot of the most wretched kind, rabid ( and gluttonous as a. wild animal? and grew to an enormous stature, as his leaden and unornamented Icoffin in the family vault at Durisdeerl attests at this day. This monstrous .and unfortunate creat ure was always confined in a ground floor room of the1 western wing of Queensberry House; and "till within these few years the boards still remained by which the windows of the dreadful receptacle were darkened to prevent the idiot from looking 'ojat or beihg seen." On-, the day the Treaty of Union was passed all Edinburgh crowded to the vi cinity of the Parliament House to await the issue of the final debate, and tho whole household of the Duke the High Commissioner 'Went thither en masse for that purpose, anjd perhaps to prevent him from being trn to pieces by the exasperated people, and among them went the valet whose duty was to watch and attend the Earl of Drumlanrig. Hearing all unusually still in the vast house, the latter contrived to break out of his den, and roamed wildly from room to room, till pertain savory odors drew him into the 'great kitchen, where a little turnspit s$t quietly on a stool by the fire. He seized the boy, took the meat from te. fire, stripped and spitted him,and he-fws found devouring the half-roasted body when the Duke re turned with his train from his political triumph, to find dire horror awaiting him.. "The common people, among whom the dreadful tale soon spread, in spite of he ' Dukefs endeavors to sup- II i i press it, saict tnat res was a juagmeniupon him for his odiouii.share in the Union. The story runs that the Duke, who had previously regarded his offspring with no eye of affectioiv immediately ordered the creature to be smothered. But this is a mistake ; the iiliot is known to have died in England, and to have survived his father many years, though he did not succeed him upon his death in 1711, when the titles devolvee upon Charles, a younger New. brother. --CassclVH Old and HEART 4XD BRAIX. Don't let us be afraid of enthusiasm There is of tener a lack of heart than brain. The worl4 is not starving for need of education! half as much as for warm, earnest interest of soul , to soul. We agree with the Indian, who, when talked to about h&ving too much zeal, said : "I think it; is better for the pot to boil oyer than pot to boil at alL" A Family Newspaper; Devoted t Rojue laterests and 7T 3IEX1CAN BANDITTI. Highway Travel as II Was llffye the Open' ing of file Jtatlroft Cor. of the New York Wotfrl.J ;i The road from Mexico city to San Juan del Rio used to be thjr worst part of the journey to the intes&oj! wlien one was obliged to travel by diligence, and. was rue pare most mresteci y irigtiway robbers. " These highwayfrdbers are by no means extinct as yetbut with tho railroads one hear3 much of them. When I arrived in this cewfry far the first time, some nineteeIy ears "ago, I had the pleasure of being fobt)edltwo or three times both on thefrosd I'to San JnandelRio and on theojld to Vera Cruz. I am glad of it nw' as being robbed on the highway by tthfi genuine luexicau uancut is ascnsaitojiisoons io oe a thing of the past, and 'I; 4iHe leaving tho track occasionally andtoing shaken up by new emotions. 1 was doubly shaken at that time, I remember,!: by the awful motion of the diligence, and my fright at meeting the "caalheros," as they call tkem. j "' It is a picturesque sight?t see'a band of Mexican "banditti" galloping down a mountain path on magnii&ent horses ; their large Mexican hats, Mmmbd with gold and silver, shatling iheir :? faces ; their pantaloons buttoned swn the side with large silver buttons1 vtueir pistols in their belts behind, tkhir. swords at their sides and their ,scraic a' fcork of plaid of bright and variegated colors artistically thrown overs ftne slfoulder and hiding their entire facwithj jthe ex ception of one eye, whiU glas fero ciously on the unfortunate jissefgera of the diligence they are about $b rob. Their Captain gallops at tJWr head and. shouts imperiously to tlfeCdyiVerM the diligence to stop. In onei?jp in: which encountered them thsreiwasja lady among the passengers whdoro tL hand some diamond ring rather? tight for her finger. In her fright she cald 'iot get it off, and one of the brigand said to his leader : " Captain, the la'v, cannot get her ring off. What are wd tb do 2 " To which the ungallaut Mexican Era; Diav- j olo answered very coolly,, $ Cut lier" fin ger off." ? i $ You cah easily imagine thf od shud der that ran through us all -,V Fortunate ly she at last managed tofeH iUe rnS off, and we were not forced to jvitness an amputation. In, anotliei journey a more amusing incident dconrrod. t There was a Bishop in thediligace, dndthey robbed him of his ring. l$ien they had got through their opera'tioJts, an4 taken everything of value we ha- they inelt down and asked the Bistiof fo gf jje them his blessing. He told thei;V;t as im possible to bless them witjjqjit is ring, noping in mat way to get vpasaession oi it. They returned him thU ring Jind he solemnly blessed them, bu;ihethe had done so they again took hisrig and gal loped off with it, leaving pk dface in the middle of the road excf isxint : "Bandidos perversos i!f they have robbed me even of my bleslllig Bobberies on the Vera'gMZ:Foad at that time were of daily occ jen, and, as the brigands possessed' 'Qmsgl ves of the passengers clothes, r-.jaiaV often seen, from my balcony Qx-l tR Hotel Iturbide, men and women pryive jnaked. An Englishman said to mjitocct : " I generally travel with two of vihree copies of the London Times. YtiJi 4no- it is a very large newspaper, audlf ifjh Vgise of those confounded blackgus($5 ting all', my clothes, by Jovel the, fMi, might be useful." 41ft Wrt$- li UAltli WOR&i S "What is your secret fijfjj suipess ?" asked a lady of Turner line distin guished painter. He repfjt?d, , I have no secret, madam, but haijrojrjc." Says Dr. Arnold, " The "differ gnco be tween one boy and another ia not so much in talent as in cnerglpf pf, "Nothing," 6ays Keynol-jsJ "& denied well-directed labor, and n$ingi8 to be attained without it." fj "Excellency in any ment, says Johnson, " can no? pe attained only by the labor of a lifet,ne it is not to be purchased at a less j.rce.! "There is but one iehod' said Sydney Smith, " and thatislharcl labor; and a man who will not lVay thjat price for distinction had bette at ojice ded icate himself to the pursuit pf tfje fox." "Step by step," read ; the French proverb, "one goes vorjfar.,,;;. He was a great bore, aj4 wa talking to a crowd about the cfiding election. Said he : " Jones is a goefd man" ; he is capable, honest, fearless; and conscien tious. He will make the; jr ery kind of an officer we need. He oncsave my life from drowning." " Do roU really want to see Jones elected?" aid i solemn faced old man. " I do, ndeed I'd do anything to see him eletf d." " Then never let anybody else k;now;f that he saved your life." The .geting'lhen ad journed, i iLLW' Last year 113,400,000 f?nare f stock were sold in the New Yjk Exchange, beside 43,000,000 shares jf iniijjg stock, and $387,000,000 of raib&d bauds. The recorded dealings in Goernmiit bonds -.if. were db,bod,uuu, ana oia.vgs uuuvta $49, 700,000 par ralue. General Ita ETIQUETTE OE THE NAPKJX. ! The law of the napkin is but vaguely understood. One of our esteemed met ropolitan contemporaries informs, ja-n eager inquirer that it 'is a bad form to old the napkin after dinner ; that the proper thing is to throw it with negli gent disregard on the . table beside the plate, as to fold it would be a reflection on the host, and imply a familiarity, that would not benefit an invited guest. Bnt the thoughtful reader will agree with us that this studied disorder is- likely to be a good deal more' trying to a fastidious hostess than an unstudied replacing of the napkin in goafi order beside the vi3-, iter's plate. For, when the dinner nap kin is laid aside, there is the fruit or dessert napkin to replace it. Fancy the appearance of a pretty decorated table with heaps of rumpled linen disfiguring the symmetrically -arranged spaces 7 be twixt the sherry, champagne and bur gundy glasses to say nothing of ihe elaborately-decorated China and silver bouquetieres ! It could be construed as nothing less than gross ill-breeding to fling the voluminous, napkin of mod ern use among such crystalline -and argentine beauty. The proper thing is to fold the fabric .with unostentatious care and lay it on tho left of the plate far from the liquids, liquors and coffee, and thus testify to the hostess that, her care in preparing the table has been ap preciated. Tho true rule would b3. to endeavor to leave the original gracious finish of the table as distinct when! the dinner ends as when the soup was served. ; The napkin has played famous parts in the fortunes of men and women; ' It war sn,id of Beau Brnmi npl rtw! rlif irmrr- nificent George, Prince B-egent. I that they could make the uses of this peculiar luxury as potent in the graces of a social symposium as Cleopatra the gorgeous wealth of Ormus or Ind. It was one of the points admired in Marie Stuart that, thanks to her exquisite breeding iii Jlho court of Marie de Medici, her table Was more imposing than the full courtof lier great rival and executioner, Elizabeth. At the table of the lat'y r the rudest forms were maintained, fue dishes were ' i served on the table, and the great Queen helped herself to' the plater witllout fork or spoon, a page standing behind her with a silver ewer to bathe iher fingers when the flerh had been torn from the roasts. At the court of itlie late empire Eugenie was excessively fastidious. The use of tho napkin, jand the manner of eating an egg, made or ruined' the career of a guest. The great critic, Sainte Beuve, was disgraced hnd left off the visiting list because j it a breakfast with the Emperor and Em press, at the Tuileries, ho carelessly opened Iris napkin and spread it over! his two knees, and cut his egg in two in the middle. Tho court etiquette prescribed that the half-folded napkin should lii on the left knee, to be used in the least Sob truske manner in touching the lips, and the egg was to be merely broken cm -t he larger end with the edge of the spbon and drained with its tip. The truth' is, luxury and invention push table appli ances no far that few can be expected to know the particular, convention that may be considered good form in anji di versified society. Tho way for a young fellow to do is to keep his eyes open which, unless he is in love, he can elb? and note what others do. If he be In love, ali departure from current forms will be pardoned him, for, as all' the world loves a lover, all the work! (ex cuses his' shortcomings. Philadelphia Times. ;:f Mrs. Elizabeth Cady StXntox ia Go years of age. She wears her snow-white, hair arranged in little puffs on each je of her forehead, with a band ofifiiao satin tied behind them, dresses neatly and becomingly, and .has a matrohly, motherly .appearance. She has reared seven children; her youngest daughter is now studying mathematics in tlio Uni versity of Paris. Miss Susan B. Antuoij is four years younger, but looks older. In his eulogy upon io late Senator Carpenter, Senator Edmunds stated what was not generally known, that Carpenter and he were boys to gether, and afterward met "when we were both very young and studying law at a small school-house situated in the heart of .the mountains, to contend j through a whole day and night for tha j rights of our respective clients in a very email affair, before a fanner Justice of the Peace and a jury of six." Beating the devil round the stump : ns OI 8USar Per 18 a Was there ever a better example of the ! dction the troPics- any re rit.tv and concise form of expression ! gina tte production is much more than common to the real Western American than the answer of the grim man of the Sierras, who. when asked about the character of a neighbor, senteatiously j replied: "Mister,. I don't know much i about him, but myf impression is that he'd make a first-class stranger." Two Buckingham (Va, ) girls, belong ing to respectable families, engaged in a duel with shotguns a few day ago After one exchange of shots the bloodthirsty j damsels were prevented from continuing their fight, r TERIS-12.00 Per Annum. SAilftTEL JOllXfiOX'S PEXANCE, During the last visit which Dr. John son made to Lichfield the friends with -whom he was Btaying missed him one morning at the breakfast table. On in quiring alter him of the servants they understood he had set off from Lichfield at a very early hour, without mentioning to any of the family whither ho wa3 going. The day passed without the re turn of the illustrious guest, and the party began to bo very uneasy oh his account, when, just before the supper hour, the door opened and the Doctor stalked into the room. A solemn silence of a few minutes ensued, nobody inquir ing the cause of his absence, which was at length relieved by Johnson address ing the lady of the house in the following manner : Madam, I beg your pardon for the abruptness of my departure from your house this morning, but I was con strained to it by my conscience. Fifty years ago, madam, on this day, I com mitted a breach of filial piety, which has ever since lain heavy on my mind, and has not till this day been expiated. My father, you recollect, was a bookseller, and had long been in' the habit of at tending market, and opening a stall for the sale of his books during . that day. Confined to his bed by indisposi tion, he requested me, this time fifty years ago, to visit the market and attend the stall in his place. But, madam, my pride prevented me from doing my duty and I gave my father aj refusal. To do away the sin of this disobedience, I this day went in a post-chaise to , and, going into the market jat the time of high business, uncovered my head and stood with it bare an honr before the : stall which my father had formerfy used, exposed to the sneers ofj the passers-by ana tne inclemency oi ine weatner ; a penance by which, I ti-ust, I have pro in f 'ji i pitiated Heaven for this only instance, I .believe, of contumacy toward my father. " Boswcll's Johnson. MAX MILLIXERS. t Man milliners have been regarded in J?aris the proper persons to arrange how women should be dressed for more than a dozen years. Grenviile; Murray, in his latest "Round About France" paper, says that while there may be female modistes quite as tasteful as the man milliners, the man milliners do not think eo; it is they who originate tho fashions which modistes do more than copy, and theirs is the undoubted faculty " of charging double what they would vent ure to do were they women." He re lates that there is a great artist in mill inery, who shall be nameless, but whose reputation is world wide, who " will not condescend to work for everybody who come3 beseechingly to his warehouse. He affirms that his artistic self-esteem will not allow him to dress a lady who would not be likely to do full justice to his brilliant conceptions. A lady once admitted into the ; happy circle of this man's patrons, he "scans her with the eye of inspiration," and decides off hand what he wishes her to wear. Her -own choice in the, matter is not con- : fcultod. When a lady has given many and cogent proofs of ; knowing what styles and colors are best suited to her face and figure, then and not till then does he deign to receive her orders Ladies who rule their own households : with' a firm hand "are as mild as cherubs in the presence of the Olymp ian milliner." He is cold and peremp- I tory, but, to do him justice, he is not overbearing. Strolling about his sa- ( loons, with a notebook and a gold pencil j in his hands, "he stops to bow court eously to customers who enter, and ' either passes them on With a wave of the hand toward the trying-on rooms, or else retires with them to small mirrored ' chambers, where the mysteries of the ' new toilets are discussed." SUGAR. The yield of amber cane in the North ern States will not average over ten to twelve tons per acre. A Louisiana planter repoi ts of the yield of six lead ing plantations in Louisiana for the year 1879. that the number of tons of cane per acre varied from seventeen to twenty-three, averaging a little over nine teen. The number of pounds of sugar made from a ton of cane vaiied from eighty to 122, averaging a little over 100. The average was over 2,000.pounds of sugar per acre, beside the morasses. In dry Egypt, the cane averages twenty two tons per acre; in Brazil twenty five to thirty tons per; acre ; in Cuba, thirty to thirty-five tons per acre ; in Barbadoes, thirty -six tons per acre. Two I that. The So;jtb Carolina Legislature has passed an act by "which the burden of fence-building- is taken from the crop raisers and put upon the owners of stock, according to the usage in the older Northern States. YemjOW-fever is haying is sweet will with the circus men in Cuba, this win ter. Sebastian, Cook and Stickney, well-known bare-back riders and animal trainers, have been parried off on the pale horse. ooa 0rt-iri.a isu1 Tribute of respect charge! lit tt a Ivertisin rites. No r-fmniani!Uoos wJl h published nnt less aeco ? pnn'ed Uj the fail mmt and ads Hress o? t'e wiit-c. 1 hese a-e not requested for publication, but m a gusrantee of good faith. A!l co-n7nnn:c.'io for th' paper, and ' bi-ei c leUr. shovM be adnrewed t THE BANNER. ' Fntha-rfrrdt, K. C PLEASANTRIES A near-sighted man calls his specta cles his, eyedokL "Botch will be Boyce," remarked a young lady of that Jjune, as she reject ed a suitor for her hand. An old gentleman, being asked what he wished for dinner, replied, " An ap petite, good company, something to eat and a clean napkin." f It has been said that a chattering lit tle soul in a large body is like a. swallow in a barn the. twitter takes up more room than the bird. A man sometimes forgets, before he has paid, whether he has paid or not ; but after he has paid, heneyer forgeta that he has paid. Man is naturally a liar. There is no accounting for tastes on this terrestrial sphere. A Frenchman's slirug is considered of no particular im portance, while a Turkish rug is regarded with admiration the world over. I vo wonder, murmured a Philadel phia woman, how us females, when we become angels, will manage without hair pins. You will have to get along with 'airy pinions then, my dear. A Pf.of. Gunning, up in Michigan, is lecturing on " After . Man, What ?" A Fort Wayne editor, who has been there, rises to remark that it is generally the Sheriff or some woman. Hawkey e. Indignant boarding mistress " Why, what arc you there for ? " Fat boy on table "Mr. Howlettput me here. . He says it's his birthday, and he wants to see something on the table beside hash!" We often hear of a woman marrying a man to reform hmij'but no one ever tells about a man marrying a woman to re form her. We men are modest, and don't talk about our good deeds much. New York Times. It is not strange that the Atlantio ehould be rather ugly occasionally, as it is so often crossed. Commercial Bulle tin. It should draw a lesson from its sister ocean, who, though often crossed is always of a Pacific disposition. The best sermon in the world never yet reconciled the proud man, trying to curl his fec-t up and out of sight under the pew, to the painfully obtrusive and evident fact that the wife of his bosom had used his blacking brush to polish the kitchen stove. A tidk young lady, short of stature, married a man six feet four inches talk She explained to her friends that he would bo so handy to have in the house ; he could light tho chandelier in the parlor and hang pictures . without get ting on the chairs and soiling themwith his boots. . Tyndalis jtheory that heat is simply motion in another form must be true. Strike a piece of iron and it becomes hot. Strike a man and he immediately boils over. There is, however, one ex ception to tiie rule. Strike a warm friend for .a short loan and he at once becomes as cold as an iceberg.. now-AX AFRICAX EXPLORER LOST HIS BRIDE. A certain famous African explorer was once the victim of one of tljose extreme lj distressing hitches which amount to the complete and final separation of those who would otherwise have been united for better, for worse. He had fallen deeply in love with, a young Greek maiden whom he met in Crete. He af terward declared that never, before or since, had ho beheld so sweet and beau tiful a creature. Having sought out the American Consul, he revealed to him the state of his heart. The Consul, who had himself married a Greek lady, bade him not despair, took him , forthwith to the house ef his inamorata, and pre sented him to her mother, who was a widow. The negotiations were conduct ed successfully; at the end of a week he was an accepted lover, and in a fort night the day for the wedding had ar rived. All this while he had seen the young lady once a day always in the presence of her mother, and on the day before the intended marriage he had been permitted for the first time to take her hand and imprint upon it a chaste salute. "The hour appointed for the wedding found the. bridegroom dressed for the ceremony and awaiting the hap py moment. There enter to him at this i juncture three Greeks, whom he has never seen before, and an interpreter, who introduces them as brothers of the bride-elect. They produce a parch ment, which the interpreter explains. It is a deed of settlement, which binds the bridegroom to pay so mnch a year to the mother and to each brother, and so much to his wife, and to disburse the first installment on the spot In vain the unlucky traveler explains that he is worth nothing and cannot pay." The brothers look daggers, the interpreter frowns,' and the scene closes with the arrival of the Consul, who with difficulty gets his protege out of the clutches of his importunate would-be relations, and ships hirn off to Athens. He never aaw his beautiful Grecian maiden again. Chambers' Journal. - In Vanderbilfs bath-tubs. : bedroom are s2Yef Qinrier'y. 8. mi-snunul or Yearly trc s will be male oj liberal term;. 11 im