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"tebjsb of suiwcKiPTiojr. j ' T ' !" '. " f "It . ' H n : 7 '-, ,...-!.. : j I -1 I ..-X One Tear... .......... Six Months. ...i... ...... Special ReqnfSls. 1. 'Jm writing on business be sure to give the Postoffice at whieh you get your mail matter, i 2. In remitting money, always give both name and Postofilce. "3. Send matter for the mail department oil a separate pieoe of piper from any thing for publication; 4 Write etntaaa:ca'ion only oh one aid of tke sheet. kntebtaxning her REAU. RIG SISTER'S BY BRET HABTK. My BlatrTl be down In a minute, and saya you're to wait If yon please; and says I might stay till aho came, if I'd promise never to tease, Ror ("peak till you spoke to me first. Bat that non- sen bo, for how would you know What ebe told me to say, if I didn't? Don't you really and truly think so? And then you'd feel strange here alone 1 and you wouldn't know just where to ait; ror that chair .isn't strong on its legs, and 'we' . never use it a bit. Wt keep it to tnatoh the sofa. But Jack aaya it .-would be juat Hke yoa ,To flop yourself right down upon it and knock out the very last screw. t " 8"pose you try T I wont telli Tou're afraid to ! O I you're afraid they would think it was moan ! W'e!l, then, there'a the album that's pretty, if your finders are clean. For Bister says sometimes I daub it; but aha only says that when she's cross. , there's her picture. You know it ? It's like her, but she ain't as good-looking, of course I " This is me. It's the best of 'em alL Now, tell me, you'd never have thought - That once I was little as that ? . It's the only one that could be bought For that was the message to pa from the photograph man where I sat that he wouldn't print off any more till he flrt got his mcney for that I'TVhati . May be you're tired of waiting. "Why, - often she's longer than this, " , There's all her back hair to do up and all her front curls to friz. -But it's nice to be sitting here talking like grown people, just you and me. - Po you think you'll be coming here often? Oh, do! But don't come like Tom Lee. ' I'TomLee? Her last beau. Why, my goodness! He used to be here day and. night, ' Till the folks thought he'd soon.be her husband; and jack says that gave him a fright, lou won't run away then, as he did? for you're noj a rich man, they say ; Pa says you're as poor as a churoh-moase. Now, ' are youj? And how poor are they 7 ? -1 . Ain't you glad that you met me ? "Well, I am ; for I know your hair isn't red,"; But what there's left of it's mousy, and not what that naughty Jack said. But there ! I must go. ' Sister" cemicg. But I wish I could wait, just to see - ; II she ran up to you and kissed you in the way that she used to kiss. Lee." : NIXIE. Nobody would take little Nixie Mark ham for a heroine,, nor would one sup pose, that the little quiet 'figure possessed ' enough nerve to save hundreds of lives by her pxcrnpt action, but this was tha way of it : It was a hot summer after-, noon, and the most absolute quiet reigned over the little railroad station of Parkertown, up in Northern New England, on theoe sweltering July days. Not even' the customary loafers were around, and only at train-time was there any show of life. The down train waB due at 5:20, but, until then, as the sensational story writers say, "all was quiet as the grave." . Nixie was the station agent's daughter and only child. She was 15, although bo small she looked some three years younger, and was usually as quiet as a mouse "not much zip to her," the country folks said. In spite of the cur rent opinion, however, she had, except the small portion of time which the little country town Bet apart for the social season, spent nearly all the time in the ticket office with her father, either read ' ing the few books and papers that came in her way, or "unbeknown" to her father, picking up, letter by letter and word by word, the sounds of the Morse instrument; and, finally, one day she astonished her father "by taking a tele gram by sound, giving him a neat "copy.'; From that day Nixie was installed as telegraph operator, and the indulgent . father of ten said "Nick could run that office jest as well as he could hiniself " which, considering that Mr. Markham was considered by the boys "a plug operator," might be a doubtful compli- ment to Nixie. Well, on this particular afternoon we are talking about, the aforesaid "plug eauntered into the depot with trouble enthroned on his majestic brow. "Nick, I'm summoned on a jury case np to the Centre village this afternoon. It's too late to get anybody here, even s'posing there was anybody to get. What are we going to do about it ? S'pose you can tend the concern alone till I get back probably by 6 ?" "I guess so, father," replied Nixie; " there won't be much of anything to do. Likely there won't be many passen gers for the down train this hot day, and I. hope I know enough to sell a ticket or two, if there are." "Well, see that those boxes go by . express. The way-bills are ready and ' in the drawer guess" you'll get along all right" and off 'he went, leaving Nixie mistress of the situation which phrase meant more than you might imagine on -tn ssr&mlar day. At first shefelfe her newly-acquired im portance Bomewhat, and stepped around bnsJtly, dusting the musty little office, ana watering the few plants in the window, but, there being absolutely notning to do, she propped into inactiv ' ity and listened to the click of the tele grapn instruments, which to her was as companionable as the talk of near mends would be. As the afternoon passed drowsily along the heat and still- r ness overcame her, and, dropping her flaxen head on th,8 desk before her, she yrw oo ft 089 of & good eld )&diei woo. .- ( -sr. 11 - rjMJ vr $ii - a ... '.i s?yC - .........l oo 11 " -m ir 14 i i sr ay j 5 i i it lip artacs rrairf irir wnr 4 WMWnt ia w m m m m h n n a ti ri if 11 & w .a ii n h ii ii n v ii XJ . i. r gf t V (ge; 4 I . ' -r- : . J : . ! ESTABLISHED IS48. of Patkerstown was wont to express it "in the arms of Morphine." Afterward, the first thiug she could -remember about it, a voice seeming to come from her dreams said : "Tain't likely she's left here alone, and asleep too." ; i "No," responded another .evil voice, " the old mans prob'ly around some-where--but," in a lower tone, "coma on, let's go 'long. The down train'll be along, and we'll lay 'em out."; Nixie was wide-awake enough now, but she had presence; of mind in her small body, and realized that safety lay in keeping still. "How fur is it up there?" ! " Sh ! Keep mum. Do you want, to knock the hull thing in the ' head, and yourself, too?" and then the girl's quick ened hearing caught the sound of heavy footsteps passing by the window and on up the track. , 1 Nixie waited until she couldn't hear the" foot-Steps, and then cautiously turned .and looked out of the window. There they were two miserable-looking tramps hastening up the track. She recognized them at once as. two men who had been discharged from a con struction train that had becii at work down the road.; What should she do ! Oh ! ii she could send for her father ? But there was no one anywhere near, and beside, by tne time he could get home it might be too late -for it was ev ident that the desperate wretches were bent upon revenging themselves of their fancied wrongs upon the innocent. She locked at the clock. Half -past 4 ! She ran out and looked around the lonely station. ; No one living in sight. She called once, feebly but where was the use. If she sent for her father she had no tangible explanation to give or real reason to make him hurry hpihe only she was sure there was harm coming to the down-train that long, crowded .ex press filled with mountain tourists. But she must do someting. The men had disappeared around a slight bend in the track. Nixie ran in, locked up the office, snatching a hat from a nail in the corner, andithen hur ried up the track until she arrived at the slight curve. Then she "made haste more slowly," for there were the men. Stepping behind a clump of bushes she watched them. They had stopped and were doing something, she could not at first see what, to the track. Pretty soon, up came a rail, and ina minuto more it was thrown down a step ledge within four feet of the track "where the whole train must be precipitated in less than an hour if something could not ba done tp warn them. Nixie say? it all now and for a moment stood, her eyes di lated with horror, while she saw the scoundrels shake their fist3 toward her way and heard an imprecation. Then they passed on and Nixie, grown cold in the I sudden extremity, turned and sped toward the depot. The rail had been removed on a curve which was shaded on the we3t side by a high bank so that at half-past 5 it was quite dusk there, and, as tha trains al ways came in on a down .grade, they came at full speed. So Nixie thought to herself, "I'm so glad I came, for now I'll hurry and telegraph to Stratford be fore the train comes by, and then we'll if ' sea, Mr. Tramps, howyour little scheme ccmes out." ) She reached the office and) looked at the clock. Five minutes to five 1 and the train left Stratford at 5 :03. Well, eight minutes was plenty of time if she could "raise" Stratford. She grasped the key. "Sd-sd-sd," clicked the in strument. Never before was there so impatient an operator on that line. With her eyes om the clock which seemed then, if ever, to say, "forever never never forever," she kept up the call. Somebody on the other side V broke her" twice, but she gave all the danger signals she could think of and kept on. The moments kept on one, two, three, four, five slowly pealed the old clock each stroke an agony to the girl. Me'anwhile the agent at Stratford could not operate at all, and the boy, who could and who served as a general choie-boy about the place, had gone for the cows, and there was no one to an swer the call on which so muclfdepended. A few minutes and it was too late, and Nixie was in a new dilemma. Nixie closed the key in despair. She did not know iiie train signals, but she seized the red flag under the' old; desk and ran for dear life literally the dear lives of her fellow-creatures.; Not until she got to the wrecked place did she re member that she must go beyond the curve to stop them or she would be of no use. Already she heard the ap proaching train rumble in the distance. Faster, faster she sped round the curve straight up the track. She could see tliem now coming in. On they ruahed, the great engine bent on destroying its 'precious freight. . Nixie stopped in the midst of the track and frantically swung lier red flag, but still the monster rush el toward her, showing o abatement of speed. Meanwhile the engine and memaa tad seen the slight form of the girl, and tlio .fireman stood aghast to see the en gigea r o utterly regard 3 fi m : r ; r - f- g ; A PUBLISHED Ml EUTBERFORDTON, N.? C EVERY FRIDAY MORNING. " Stop, man !" he shouted ; "don't you see the girl ?" " Yes," said the half-drunk engineer. "Why don't the little fool get out of my way ? 111 teach hex " and !ade no movement to stop. . Nixie waited with a ginking heart. Oh, why did everything go against her ? Was it the will; of God that this dreadful tiling must happen? The engine was close upon her jand she ran upon a jut ting rock by tie railroad still waving her scarlet flagi; but just as the engine came alongside of her she heard the sharp click of fhe call-bell in the engine and saw the fireman thrust the engineer aside and reverse the engine. The con ductor, who hald just seen her and ex citedly pulted the bell-rope, jumped off and came toward her. But the reaction was too much for poor Nixie and. she could only gasjb out " Bound the curve," and then she was a white heap with no sense of anything. Passengers rushed out, and, after som had been to the curve and seen what the little plain girl1 had saved them from, no lady in the land could be so royally waited upon as Nixie when she had been lifted into the car and told modestly her little story. Ijfc was some time before the track was feady for the train to pro ceed, and maiiy kind hands pressed her in farewell while the conductor left something in her hand, too, just as the train left, sayihg, "You are the bravest little woman hi the State." Not until shje had been in the office a good half-houff with her father who had got home pom his lawsuit and won dered what had made the train so late and where Nixie had gone to and told him all the siory, did Nixie think to look at the packet. Then she read a note: " Will Miss Eunice Markham accept the Accompanying from the friends she so bravely saved Aug. 23, 1880?" f The note was wrapped round $500 in bank notes. I ' " Oh, papa t now you can pay off the mortgage on the house," cried Nixie, and the fathers said : "I declare Nick, you get higher wages as agent than I do !" The Superintendent of the Q. & L. Bailroad Company came down to Par- kerston that week, and soon after there was a vacancyjin one of the best offices of the company in a neighboring' city, and Mr. Markham was tendered the situation. He accepted, "SothatNixie can have the schooling she wants so much," he said, and to-day Miss Eunice Markham is ohe of the most promising pupils in the high school of that city. But more than ever is she the pride of her father's heart, who neve tires of telling of the afternoon "his girl was station agent." But after all you would never have taken her for a heroine. JEWS jy RU88LA Peter the 0reat was the first to admit Jews into Russia. They emigrated to that country In large numbers, and fit first were freated fairly. Christian prejudice waslsoon aroused, and in 1743 the Empress Elizabeth expelled 35,000. They were readmitted by the Empress Catherine. Tntil the time of. the Em peror Alexander I., in whom they found a friend, they were held in the most ab ieet condition, and denied all the more important privileges of citizens, Alex .ander granted them full liberty of trade and commerce. But the decrees of Al exander were canceled by his successor, Nicholas, and since that time, in spite of the scheme o 1835, which contemplated the improvement of their condition, and the extension' of their liberties; and oc casional and intermittent favors of a subsequent date, the Jews have had a hard fate in Russia. In Poland they found a home at a much earlier date. As early as the fourteenth century they were in high favor at court, a Jewish maiden of gieat beauty having won the affections of Casimir the Great, and for many years the whole trade of the Coun try was in their hands. In the seven teenth and eighteenth centuries they had fallen into disfavor, and they gradu ally sank into a condition of deplorable ignorance and most abject poverty. To this day the polish Jew, in spite of ad mitted improvement in late years, is the meanest in lEurope, one of the most wretched specimens of existing human ity. Up to the time of Nicholas, Jews were not allowed to possess land, to give evidence in Icivil suits, to have syna gogues, or to. inhabit the holy cities of Jliew and Moscow. They were obliged to wear a particular dress so that their nationality cpuld not be mistaken, and out of every Jewish family one child was always tiken by the state to be edu cated as a Christian at his parents' cost. Some of their disabilities have since been removed. The Jew has his syna gogue, his schools, his municipal privi leges, and he is allowed to celebrate the festivals of "his church with public dis plays. But te is not yet in the enjoy ment of equal rights with the native population around him. He holds no land, but he trades, and trades success fully, and -it is estimated that two-thirds of the trade of the Southern states and at least one-third of $ at in the North is Jewish hand, Family Newspaper; Deroted'tj Home Interests The traveler in Sweden tind Norway gee many customs ,which?t indicate that the people are unusually C&virteoua and honest At the railway d&Ljhg stations, a large table is set in tb cjnter of a spacious room. Upon it Jrd displayed a variety of tempting dishes and piles of warm plates with knivsisi forks and napkins. , 4 The. passengers enter vathout confu- sion, walk around the ntral table, select what dishes they jke bst, and then seat themselves at lttle - marble tables scattered in the 'Joom.?- Everv person, remembering ithaf his neighbor may fancy the dish of .wijch lie par takes, helps himself witl; moderation. For the dinner a fixed sup; is charged, about 39 cents : but. whveSi beer and coffee being extra, the gUr$st tells how much of each he has drun Sis word is taken without auestirn- ar. no one watches him. til On board the steamboatthreermeals a day are served, which, howpver are in cluded in the price of the jjsage. After each meal, the passenger ho has par taken writes his name in a Uargo book cl records under it whatfjjhe hits eaten or drunk. Ms When ha is ready to ashore, he calls one of the waiters; j-a girl who puts the price against evetfry item, adds ' up the amount, and put the sum she receives into her pocke rWhen the money becomes too heavvlie gives it, witnout counting, to, tne stewardess. All is left to the honesty 6tue people. Instead of this confidence begetting lax ity; it makes one careful pay to the uttermost panny. His hoi? is at stake, therefore he feels obliged ; to' 'be verv particular. -t Mr. Du Chaillu tells ofyi'servfint girl who brought him a gold docket, which he Lad dropped on the kit;3ien floor the previous evening, while (splaying his curiosities. Why did you not keepkit ? "die said, playfully. . " How then," she answered, V could I ever walk erect, and look ,eple in the face?" ts. He once had hard work make a man accept a small sum of mcgjiey which he had earned. The honest fellow had traveled on snow-shoes inthe soft snow for an hour to restore to llniDvi Chaillu his gold watch and chain, ;wich ho had left under his pillow at tb.j jfiouge where he slept tne evening oetqtf, imij pj Knowing him that ; ws() paid & -Irhis loss of time, and not for 'retiming what did not belong to him, 00 pd he be per suaded to accept the moliy.--FotA'a Companion. f ' HOWELZS' FIRST ZITEJt.yUlY TfOBK. It is now a little more'' than' twenty years since Mr.-W. D. Ho!ells made his first visit to Boston, briiffins: in bis bringing in carpet-bag a number of rpoems,' which were soon printed in ' jjhe "Atlantic Monthly, He had already 'sent to the East some of his verses, ihich -had ap-. peared in the same magazine. Many of these, by their form, and ?5till more by their deep, cheerless gjbom, Si showed that their author had a grpat admiration for Heine, the wonderful faster of epi grammatic sadness. Wjjth years and actual experience the sldness which was of the willful sort tfrat belongs to youth wore away, but wMr. Ho wells' hand retained the neatness of, touch I which is apparent even fti the slightest , of these verses. At alipat the same time he published a few onger poems, in a narrative form, and 'yc is curious to see in these some of the Equalities that are familiar to us in his lter novels. These poems had beenwritten by Mr. Howells in the scant leisure moments of , a busy youth. He was b?rn in Ohio, in the year 1837 ; his fatherwas editor and publisher of a country fewspaper, and it was at a very early agy that, the sub ject of this article began Jjo, set type and learn the printer's trader- Throughout his boyhood, and in factuntil 1859, he worked in his father's prijjtang-office, al though for two or thre ; years before that date ho had exercised his'pen as a Legislative reporter, andhen as "news editor" of the Ohio Stce Journal at Columbus. What internals hist work granted him were taken. f )i reading and 1 in time, for writing, andflie early fruits of his pen appeared in a volume called "Poems of Two Friend;," which was published at Columbus,' "in December, 1859. ' The other write?, who indeed was the author of the gjeateri number of the poems, was Mr. Jj J. Piatt, who has since written many .easing verses. These two young poets fead worked to gether in a printing-offi(rpj where they spent the years which many young men waste in college. l the ? summer of 1861 Mr. Howells rote; a life of Lincoln, a book which hd a.Iarge sale in the West, aiid in the Autumn of that year he was appointed (X'-asul at Venice, Century Magazine, h 1 : Gei. Abb Butobd, of Kentucky, hav ing been converted by af-j revivalist, en countered a life-long fojj who: had also been converted. They siook hands and then stood up and took 4 drink together. 1 and TBE TALE OF A SSIXT. 1 , In the course of a confidential conver sation with a friend who had recently had two new shirte made, we learned in cidentally that the style of building; shirts had radically changed, and tkat they were being made to button in iEront ; instead of at the back of the neck. The : news was so good that we could not be" ! lieveit until, we had it directly from a. ahirtmaker, who showed us the ground plan and front elevation that had beea prepared by architects for the erection of some fine shirts for our best citizens, and sure enough the old fashion of fold ing doors in front, instead of a storm door between the shoulder blades in the back, "was the fashion. We have never felt so much like passing a resolution of. thanks to the shirtmakers, and a resolu tion of condolence to parties who have, got to wear the old ones, in our Jife. Those shirts that button in. the j back' have been the cause of more profanity than any one thing. Shirts that button in the back have been the cause of crime. Religious societies cannot, pros per as they should when the male popu lation has to reach over its head, and away around to the back of the neck to button its shirt. Talk about spending thousands of dollars to find the North pole ; if half the money spent in that way was offered as a reward for the del tection of the man who invented shirts that buttoned in the back, and he could be turned loose among; men that have suffered for years by ,his .devilish con- trivanoe, it would be well expended. For fourteen years the men of this country have been slaves to this absurd fashion, and more arms-have ; beeia cramped, shoulders dislocated and backs bent than would be believed by those who have not seen it. The spectacle of a mild-mannered man, after getting into his shirt, making a contortionist of him self, an acrobat, trying to get on the other side of himself to button his shirt the back way, is sad indeed. Statistics show that buttons on the back of a shirt always come off the second week, and in the place of the thin, oyster-shell button I that comes with the shirt, the housewife I always sews on a big drawers button, four sizes larger than the button hole, ; and, if he gets the button in the hole, the hole has to be " bushed " or a washer put on the button next time. Go through our prisons and you will find that the criminals, the bad men, wear shirts that fagon-.- Wt . They have beet driven totfa oiV crmufby letting their tempers get the best of them while searching blindly for a button with one hand, and a button-hole with the other, when their baeks were turned. They go from home mad, and commit crime to get even. -j; j. The bare idea of having shirts that open in front will give a feeling of rest to tired back-aching humanity. . To stand up to the glass and&utton a shirt, and see what you are about, will be bliss indeed. The thought of a generous slit in the bosom of a shirt, where; one's hand may wander, is elysium. There are times we say it advisedly-khere are times when the best of us want to put a hand inside a shirt; bosom; but with the old shirt that 'buttons in the back a man might as well be a burglar proof safe, with the combination lost, as to try to get in. With the old shirt it would be absolutely necessary to hire a hand. j A man's stomach has been a sealed book for fifteen years, with the old boiler-iron bosom, with no port holes Oc casionally a man's heart aches, and if he could put a hand on it, without going around the back way and sneaking in under the arm, he could tell by the feeling whether it was unrequited affec tion that ailed him or rheumatism With the new shirt an exploring expedition can be sent to the seat of the disease before it is everlastingly too late; .f. Men have been wounded, and before they could be turned over and tne en trance to the shirt found they have bled to death. The old back-action shirt is a fraud, and the new one is a daisy, lit may be said by some that the new open sesame shirt will show to the world the color of the undershirt It might if one was going to use his shirt .bosom for a pillow, but few do that And, even! if they did, that is the only way the world can know that a man wears a silk un dershirt, with a monogram on the front We hail the new open-winter shirt with delight, and are 'sure the public will when they once get their hand im Peck's Sun. f REFORM T&JB LANGUAGE. The idiosyncrasies of the English lan guage are no better illustrated than i in the following doggerel which is sailing around the newspapers : ! ! T Remember, though box in the plural makes boxes, The plural of ox should be oxeaj not oxea ; ; And remember, though fleece In the plural ., la fleeces, The plural of goose Is not gooses nor geeses ; ' kiiA remember, though house in the plural la houses, . ' i , The plural "of mouse ehould'be mice, and f not mouses. ; Mouse, it ia true, In the plural is mice, But the plural of house ahould be houses, not hioe . And foot it ia true, in the plural la feet, j But tie pluraHof root should be roota, and not reet. The gifts of common providences are not comparable to those of covenant -52.00 Per Annua. ACROSS FRANCE IK WINTER TIXE. To diffusive and extravagant Ameri cans the most striking features of the country are the compactness of thehab- itations and the extreme economy I may almost say the parsimony of the method of tillage. Every square foot of ground s put to use ; has been in use for unnumbered generations.- Here and there in the distance' appear patches of wood, carefully preserved and guarded, but the rest of the land is almost bare of shade. There is no brush or tangle of weed and wild flower by the road side, no thicket by the stream. The last of these trespasssers were eradicated, ages ago, along with the last; stump. A gray stone-wall borders the highway. The cross-roads are often sunk two or tlpee feet below the general level. Nar row ridges of earth mark the boundaries of the fields, and the furrows are driven so close to them that it is a wonder how the plow is turned. Single rows of pop lars stretch with exasperating regularity across the landscape. They are trimmed close, and sometimes every twig is re moved except a , bunch at the extreme top ; then they look like liberty poles with bushes "tied to them. There are willows by the brook, but they are pol lard-willows, kept for their twig3, which are scrupulously cut off, and they lift their scarred and knotte1 trunks, 'like hands from which all the fingers have been amputated.. One beauty of the country is in its fertility and the varied contour of the ground;. but the" traveler who looks upon it cannot help longing for a little of nature's luxuriant irregu larity, and thinking how much more lovely the meadow would be if a clump of alders grew by the water, and a' maze of clematis and bind-weed covered the boundary walk We passed a village built in terraces upon a: ridge of lime stone. The rock under; the houses was perforated with caverns closed by wood en doors, and used apparently as stables or store-rooms. J. R: O. Hassard'a letter to the New York Tribune. THE BED-BpOHT. . The room in which the enfeebled per son has been sitting before going to bed has been warmed, probably, up to summer heat;Ja bight 'meal has been taken before retiring to! rest, and then the bed-room is entered. The bed room, perchance, has nd fire in it ; or, if a fire is lighted, provision is not made to keep it alight for more than an hour or two. The result is that in the early part of the morning, from 3 to 4 o'clock, when the temperature in all parts is lowest, the glow from the fire or stove which should ! warm the room has ceased, and the room is cold to an ex treme degree. :In country houses the water will ofteu be found frozen in the hand-basins or ;ewers under these con ditions. Meanwhile the sleeper lies un conscious of the great change which is taking ' place in the air around him. Slowly and surely there is a decline of temperature to -the extent, it may be, of 30 or 40 degrees on! the Fahrenheit scale, and though he may be fairly cov ered with bed clothes he is receiving in to his lungs this cold air by which the circulation through the lungs is ma terially modified. The -condition of the body itself is at this very time unfavora ble for meeting any emergency. ,In the period between midnight and 6 6'clock in the morning the animal vital pro cesses are at their lowest ebb. If; is in these times that those who are enfeebled from any cause most; frequently die. We physicians consider these hours as critical, and forewarn anxious friends in respect to them. From time immemor ial those who have been accustomed to wait and attend on the sick have noted these hours most anxiously, so that they have been called by one of our old writers "the hours of fate." In this space of time"; the influence of the' life giving sun has been longest withdrawn from man, andthe hearts that are even the strongest beat then with subdued tone. Sleep is heaviest and death is nearest to us all in " the hours of fate." The feeble, therefore, are most expqsed to danger during this j period of time, and they are most exposed to one par ticular danger, that of congestion of the lungs, for it is the bronchial surface of the lungs that is most exposed to the action of the chilled air, and in the aged that exposure is hazardous. Dr. B W. Hichardson, in Good Words: WILL NOtJwANT PARTICULARS. " What do you think of my article on the political situation?" inquired Fen derson. : " Everybody I have heard speak of it," replied Fogg, "praises it very high- -ly." ' . . ! "Do they?" said Fenderson, eagerly. V Whom have ;you heard speak of it ?" "Nobody but yourself," said Fogg, carelessly. ) Fenderson! says he has learned one thing, namely, when he gets a compli ment again he shall be satisfied to take it as it is given. Hereafter he shall not ask for a bill of patticularn. Boston Transcript ! 1 , Theeb is ho brighter moment in the life of a young lady jof ton than when the happy discovery is made that she can at last balance a pair of eye-glasses i on her now without squinting, CO to Qasrtey, SemN&nr.nal or Yearly con tfticts will be mad on libstal trmK. Obita&rki and Tributes ef respect charged far at advertising rate. No;coniraunicfttione will be pmblivhtd dm less accompanied by the full nasce and .ds dress of fie wiiter. These are not requested for publioaticn, bt as & guartntee jof good fiith A;l comsnua'oiions for tha psper, Fnd bualsa4 letters, should be sddrfed to THE BANNER. Rush fordiea, S. C PLEASANTRIES. Why are pretty girls like wild cher ties ? Because they make you pucker tip your lips. Wht is the discovery of the North pole like an illicit whisky manufactory ? i Because it is a secret still, j Db. Holland wrote, " There's a song 1 in the air." Investigation would have ' shown him that the air was in the song. A ctkio says he agrees with Longfel low that "life is not an empty dream." It is a full dream, pretty much all night mare. "Too hitch absorbed in his" busi ness," was the comment of a Western newspaper on the death of a brewer who was drowned in a tank of his own beer. "I want one of those long felt hats, papa," said a pretty girl to her father The indulgent f ather forked over the money, and her head now fills the long felt want - Scientists say the best brain food is corn meal ; so, if you wish to flatter a scientist by some delicate allusion to his mental capacity, all you have to do is to call him a mush-head then run. Masteb Tommy (returning from the funeral). "Why did Uncle tfonas cry so for, aunt ? He cried more than any body I " Aunt (grimly) " Of course I Most of the property is left to him, my dear." "What is mean time ? " asks a corre spondent Going to a picnic alone and seeing your first and second-best girls with two fellows you hate, is about as nearly our idea of a mean time aspen can express. Burde tie. . Said the night watchman, when about dusk he was invitejd to drink a cup of coffee: "No, thank you; coffee keeps me awake all night." Then he saw his blunder, looked very much embarrassed and tried to explain it But it was no use. j ' ' What time is it, my dear ?" asked a wife of her husband, whom she sus pected of being drunk, but who was do ing his best to look sober. " well, my darling, I can't tell, 'cause, you see,, there are two hands on my watch, and each points to a different figure and I don't know which to believe." The boys had met in the barn, the day Was big to them with fate, For whether or not to " hookey" play Was the subject of debate. 'Twas put to vote, tha Chairman's throat Proclaimed, " The ayea hare chose 1" But a skunk came in with an extra vote And gave it to the nose. ? Capt. Pebctval, a Cape Cod marhler of the old school, was once awakened in his tunk by a shipmate with the an nouncement that the vessel was going to eternity. " Well," replied the Captain f "I've got ten friends over there to one ins. this world; let her go." And he turned over" and went to sleep again. Mb. Malokb (to the apple-womanf who has " Sheriffs Sale " displayed on her stand :" Shore, Mrs. Maginnis, it's sorry I am for this throuble that's come upon ye. " Mrs. Maginnis " Och, well, Mr. Malone, I don't mind telling yez, seein' ye are an ould frind, but it's only a little business' craft to get rid av me ouldstock." Harper's Bazar. They, were talking about the compar ative' readiness of the sexes to oblige one another, when Jones employed this il lustration : " A man walking along in the street finds a cigar in his pocket, but no match. He meets another man with a lighted cigar, stops him, asks fox a light, gets it and goes on. v Now, do you suppose one woman would do that for another ?" , Congressman S. S. Cox in a lecture at Washington on the humor of the ne gro race, told the following story as an illustration: "While in Georgia some tune ago I happened to be passing along the street. 'Hullo, Sam,' aai'd .1 particularly black colored man on the other side of the street 'Hullo I ' I promptly replied, whereupon the Afri can aforesaid promptly retorted, 'Cuse me, sah, Ise 'dressing another cullud man. IF PROFESS ION ALLT, ALL IF PERSONALLY RIGHT ( " That reminds me," he said, " about a little affair that our friend Blunt, the city editor of the Kansas City Journal, once figured in. He j had written or passed something that-was particularly unpleasant to one of the parties men tioned.' The fellow met him at a soda fountain in one of the public bar-rooms, and, tapping him on the shoulder, said : I think you're a liar.' Blunt had a glass in his hand which he had just drained. He looked formidable as he turned around , and- seized the enemy. ' Well ?' he asked, do I understand that you call me a personal, or a professional, liar ? ' The question staggered the man with a grievance kA personal or a professional liar t ' he echoed. ' don't know as to that ; I guess I mean a professional liar. ' Ah, now you com pliment me,' said Blunt, resting his glass on the walnut slab. 'If you had call&d me a personal liar I would have crawled your frame if it had been the last act of my life. . They compromised 08 soda." Dmver Trtovm, . On isch, cn insertion , $1 Oils iuch, each subsequent imenien... 4- r i 1 f -. m i f !1 i ' I 4 2 4. v! -.1 .if at
The Rutherford Banner (Rutherfordton, N.C.)
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