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A Little girl Who Knew How U. Raise
Money, .
A good story l told by the Portland
(Maine) Presi, of a little girl, whose
mother is a member of the Bosworth Re
lief corps, which goes to show that even
at her tender age she is smart enough to
fan a fair. The little miss is only nine
Voars old. She is very pretty and lady
like When the Relief corps decided to
hold a fair, the ladies, as is customary,
asked the friends to contribute articles to
their various tables. Now, our little miss
thought she would do business on her
own hook. - So she called on many ladies
he knew, interested them in the fair,
and, when it was time to open the fair,
'this little miss had secured so much and
of such variety, that a cart had to be
sent to collect the contributions.
This little miss was very active during
the fair. I One evening Mayor Deering
came into the halL The young lady
waltzed tip to him and said her bright
face and sparkling eyes attracting the at
tention of listeners "Mayor Deering, I
am collecting some money for the fair,
won't you contribute?"
The mayor put his hand in his pocket,
took out some money, and, without look
ing at it handed it to the little miss. She
thanked him and went off, but in a few
moments she was back again and said :
"Mayor Deering, I forgot to tell you
that we proposed to print the names of
those contributing the money I am col
lecting, and when you gave me some
money you didn't stop to look at it, and
I thought you ought to know you gave
me seven cents, because I didn't believe
you would want it printed that the may
or of Portland, gave seven cents to the
fair."
A broad smile overspread the mayor's
face, and, drawing out his pocketbook,
he handed the little miss a crisp $5 bill.
"Now," says our little miss, "I hear
Governor Robie is here, Mr. Mayor, and
I -would like ever so much to be intro
duced. Won't you introduce me?"
"Certainly, replied his honor, always
gallant, "come with me."
So the couple walked up to where the
governor was, and the mayor addressing
him said:
"Governor, heie is a little girl who is
very anxious to know the chief magis
trate of the State."
The governor turned, shook hands
with our little miss, asked her name,
patted her head and asked her what he
could do for her.
"Why, Goyernor Robie," she replied,
"I am collecting some money for the
fair. -Won't you contribute?"
"Of course, I will,1' replied the gov
ernor; "what shall I give you?"
"Well, you see," fcaid our little miss,
"Mayor Deering has given me $5, and,
of course, the governor of a State would
wish to give more than the mayor of
a city."
The governor was quick to see the
joke, and laughing drew his wallet and
handed our little miss a bill to add to
the other contributions for the relief
fund.
Willing to be Her Sister.f
A singular story comes from the prov
ince of Litnburg, on the Dutch frontier.
The owner of a large manufactory, who
had married young, and was ' left a
widower, hadvan only daughter, to whom
all the most desirable young men in the
neighborhood were paying attention.
Her father noticed that she treated them
all with indifference, and showed a
marked preference for a young clerk of
his, an orphan, with no means but his
salary. As he had always given the
greatest satisfaction in the perform
ance of his duties, and was exceed
ingly well conducted, the father, per
suaded that he would never venture to
raise his eyes to his daughter, who evi
dently was sincerely, attached to him,
made up his mind to broach the matter
to him. Wrhit was his surprise when
the young clerk, after much hesitation,
told him h? would be only too happy tc
regard the young lady as a sister, but he
could not marry her, because he was not
a man, but a young woman in disguise
a disguise she had adopted when left an
orphan, in order to get a more lucrative
situition.' The conclusion of the story
is that, instead of marrying the daughter,
she is now the wife of the father. Len
t!n Globe.
Things Worth the Doing.
To 'learn to think and act for your
self. To respect- gray hair3, especially our
own.
To waste nothing, neither money, time
aor talent.
If you have a place of business, to be
found there when wanted.
To spare when you are young that you
may spend when you are old.
To bear little trials patiently that you
may learn how to bear great ones.
To be self-reliant and not take too
imch advice, but rather depend on your-
elf. . i ' .
To keep alive in your breast that little
ipark of celestial fire called conscience.
. To learn to say no; it will be of more
lervice to you than to be able to read
Latin.
To do all the good you can in the
world and make as little noise about it as
possible. '
To stick to your own opinion- if you
tare one, allowing others, of course, the
lame liberty to stick to theirs.
There are probably, more - theatres
painted white in Philadelphia than it
any other city in the world; the idea wat
started by 'Haverly, who . thought thai
white was a lucky color. It is also said
that actors prefer to -play in a tlieatn
painted white. - '
SEALED ORDERS.
Oat she swung from her moorings,
And over the harbor bar, -
As the moon was slowly rising,
She faded from sight afar
And we traced her gleaming canvas
By the twinkling evening star.
Kone knew the port . he sailed for,
Kor whither her cruise would bef
Her future course was shrouded
In silence and mystery; x
She was sailing beneath "sealed ordersw
To be opened out at sea.
Borne souls, cut off from mooring,
Go drifting into the night,
-Darkness before and around them,
With scarce a glimmer of light;
They are acting beneath . "sealed orders
And sailing by faith, not sight.
Keeping the line of duty,
Through evil and good report,
They shall ride the storm out safely,
Be the voyage long or short,
For the Bhipthat carries God's orders
Shall anchor at last in'port.
"Helen Chauncey, in Sailors'1 Magazine.
"FE0M THE HOSPITAL.
"Yes," said the Rev. Mr. Dibble, "1
knew 1 could depend upon the hospitality
of myfiock to entertain this excellent
young-divine seeing that my own house
hold is in so disorganized a condition,
owing to the exigencies of cleaning
house. It Will be only for a night
or two, and we all know what is prom
ised to those who receive the angel un
awares !"
And Mr. Dibble rubbed his hands and
looked smilinglyaround upon the member
of the Young Ladies' Aid Association,
while a very perceptible murmur of as
sent rose up from this aggregate collection
of curls, bangs, frizzed hair and crimped
laces.
Not a damsel in the number but would
gladly have extended her gracious hos
pitality to the Rev. Felix Amory, who
was to preach a sermon in aid oi
'illome Helps and Missions," at the vil
age cnurch upon the
evening.
coming Sunday
"I'm sure," said Miss Lydia Larkspur,
promptly anticipating the crisis, "papr
would be most happy to receive the een
tleman !"
WThile all the other ladies looked in
uignantiy first at Miss Lydia,
each other, and whispered
then at
"Bold
iningr'
"Most kind of you to propose it, I am
re," said Mr. Dibble, and so the matter
sure.
was settled, not at all to the general sat
isfaction. And Lydia Larkspur went home and
issued orders that the parlor curtains
should be washed and ironed, and a
pound cake of the richest nnture con
cocted. While Kate Duer, the doctor's sister,
who was as fond of young clergyman as
Lydia herself, and would in no wise have
objected to varying the monotony of her
home-life with a spice of ecclesiastical
novelty, returned to her crochet work
with. a yawn and a general impression
that life was a bore.
"We are to have a. young lecturer from
the city in the church on Sunday even
ing," she said to her brother, when h
. bustled into dinner.
"Eh?" said Mr. Duer, swallowing his
scalding soup; "are we? By the wav
Kate, there's a new case of smallpox rt,
ported among those hands on the railway
embankment.."
"Dear, me!" said Kate, who was com
pounding a refreshing salad in a carved
wooden bowl; "I hope you keep well
vaccinated, Hugh."
"Oh, there's no trouble about that!"
said the doctor; "only the other patients
in the hospital object to such a case."
. "I should think it very likely," said
Kate, with a little moue.
"I must try to isolate him somewhere,''
said Dr. Duer, thoughtfully. "Iu" one of
those stone houses by the rive perhaps.
Old Mrs. Viggers has had the disease, i
know."
And then Dr. Duer tasted the salad and.
pronounced it first rate.
Pitcherville was all on the qui vive that
day when the double-shotted piece of tid
ings flew, on the tongue of popular ru
mor, through the town. An actual
L smallpox case in their midst, and a young
minister coming all the way from New
York to appeal to their sympathies on be
half of home missions.
"I wonder if it is contagious!" said
old Mr3. McAdams, looking very round'
eyed through her spectacles.
"Contagious!" said Mrs. Emmons; "it
ought to find its way into every house in
our village."
"What!" cried Mrs.
smallpox?"
Mc Adams; "the
"No; certainly not," said Mrs. Em
mons; "the sympathetic movement in fa
vor of home missions. "
And then everyone laughed. Mrs.Mc
Adams looked puzzled, and Mrs. Em
mons drew herself up and remarked that
"it was very irreverent to laugh at sacred
iLings.'?
But Miss Lydia Larkspur, whose father
did not believe in vaccination, and who
tad a mortal horror of the disease against
which the famous Jenner waged so suc
cessful a warfare, was much troubled in
Lher mind.
"I've always had a sort of premonition
that I should fall a victim to the small
pox, sighed she. - "I only wish pa
would let me be vaccinated!"
It was on a sultry August evening, - the
sky full of lurid clouds, the. air charged
with glittering arrows of , electricity, and
the big drops beginning to patter on the
maple leaves, when there sounded a knock
at Miss Lydia's door a most mysterioui
tap, as she afterward declared. " -
"Who's there t" said Miss Lydia, open
ing it just sufficiently to obtain a glimpse
of a tall, pale man with pocket handker-
chief folded tuibanwise around his head.
! ''Excuse me," said this apparition,
"but I believe I have - lost my; way.
Might I ask shelter from the shower! I
am the young man from the hospitaLn .
i "Certainly not," said Miss Lydia, clos
ing the door abruptly in his face, with
a little shriek. "Good gracious! hare 1
stood faoe to face with the small-pox
case?"
: And then she rang for the servant and
the camphor bottle, and went into hys
terics. Jlrs. Printemps lived in the house a
picturesque cottage, overhung with Vir
ginia creepers, witK a little plaster cast
of Cupid in the garden, and a great many
-bluebells and carnations a young widow
who read all the newest books and some
times wrote gushing poems for the second-rate
monthlies. - '!V -;. .' .
Mrs. Printemps. imagined herself like
the gifted and unfortunate Mary Queen
of Scots, and dressed up to the part, at
far as nineteenth century prejudices al
lowed her and she was seated by th
casement, trying to find a rhyme to suil
a most unaccommodating line of poetry,
when the tall pale stranger appeared
under her window "for all the world,'
as.Mrs. Printc;nps subsequently expressed
it, "like a troabadour or David Rizzit
himself."
"fcxcuse me, madam," he began,,5ui
t urn from the hospital, and "
"My goodness me!" ejaculated Mrs
Printemps, jumping to her feet; "how
dare you come here and tell mt
that to my face? Why don't they iso
late you?"
"Madam " said the surprised
stranger. 9
"Go away!" said Mrs. Printemps,
banging down her window and bolting
it noisily. "Betsy" to her girl "run
across the meadow to Mrs. Udderlay's,
and tell her that the smallpox case is
rampaging all over the country, trying to
get people to let him in, and she isn't to
open the door on any account. And stop
at Dr. Duer's and ask him what sort ol
sanitary regulation he calls this kind of
thing?"
"I'm afraid I'll meet him, mem!" said
Betsy, getting behind the sideboard
"and I ain't been vaccinated for seven
years, and-. "
"Nonsense?" said Mrs. Printemps. "Ii
you go across the pasture fields you'll
get there fully five minutes before he
does. Make haste now."
Kate Duer was standing in her door
way watching the storm roll grandly
over the mountain tops, when the weary
and bewildered traveler opened the gate
and came hesitatingly in.
"I beg your pardon," said he, meekly
"but I think there "must be some
thing singular in my appearance.
People seem to shut their doors
against me, and shun me as if I had the
pestilence. And I cannot find the resi
dence of Mr. Dibble, the clergyman.
Would it be asking too much if I were
to request permission to rest in your
porch until the storm is over? I came
from the hospital, and "
"Oh, I understand" said Kate, quick
ly, "you are the smallpox patient. Bui
I have been vaccinated, and am not afraid
of the disease. There is a very comfort
able chamber in the second story of the
barn, and you shall be carefully nursed
and taken care of there, of
"But you are mistaken," cried the
young man ; I am not "
"Hush!" ssid Kate, gently. "Do not
be afraid to confide in me. I am Dr. Duer's
sister, and know the whole story. Sit
here and rest a little, and I will bring you
some bread and milk until my brother j
comes. " ;
"I am a thousand times obliged to
you, said the stranger, "and the bread
and milk will taste delicious after my
long walk. But I do not know what leads
you to think that I am a victim to vario
loid. I have lost my hat in the wind, to
be sure, and am compelled to wear this
Syrian-looking drapery on my head, but
I never had smallpox, and hope never to
encounter its horrors."
Kate Duer turned red first, then pale.
"Then," said she, "if you are not the
smallpox case, who are you ?"
"I am Felix Aory," said the young
stranger, "the chaplain of St. Lucetta's
hospital in New York. I am to preach
in aid of the home and mission on Sun
day next."
Kate Duer burst out laughing.
'And everyone has been mistaking
you for the smallpox case!" said she.
"Oh, Mr.. Amory, do come in. "How
could we all have been so stupid ? But
you see, the minute you began to speak
of the hospital "
"I dare say it was very awkward of
me, ", said Mr. Amory. "But it's the way
I have always mentioned myself to stran
gers. St. Lucetta's, you know "
"Yes I know," said Kate; "But to
the good folks here, there is only one
hospital in the world, and that is Pitcher
ville Institute."
Mr. Amory enjoyed his tea, sliced
peaches, and delicate "angel cake" very
much, as he sat tete-a-Ute with Kate
Duer, by the soft light of the shaded
lamp, while the rain pattered without.
And when the doctor came in it was
cosier yet.
"'The smallpox caseF' said he. "Oh,
that is safely isolated at : Hope's quarry
since this morning. And doing very
well, too, I am happy to say. Upon my
word, Mr. Amory, I am sorry that you
have had such a disastrous experience.
"All's well that ends .well,' said the
young clergyman,' leaning back in hif
snug corner with an expression of inef
fable content on his face ,'
? Miss Lydia Larkspur was quite indig
nant when she-heard that Mr. Amory
was staying at Dr. Duer's residence. . ; r
"Just like Kate Duer," said she. Te
manoeuvre to get that poor young mac
into hef hands, after all. But if a mac
rushes around the country, telling every
body that he comes from a hospital,
what can he expect?" j
The most awkward thing I ever heard
of in my life,' said Mrs. Primtexnps, vin
dictirely. !
.But this was not Mr. Felix Amory'i
last visit to Pitcherville. ; He came ir
autumn when the leaves were red and
then in the frozen beauty of winter. And
. the last time, he nsked Kate Duer ' Hi
she was willing to encounter the trials oi
a minister's wife?" And Kate, after e
little hesitation,, said she was willing tt
try. :- : ;""-
; And Miss Lydia Larkspur declared thai
"anyone could get married if they were
as bold about it as Kate Duer.n
v Homesickness
t once knew a lonely young bride con
Jemned to live alone. - She had married
the man of her choice and loved him to
adoration, but she told me that in the
first year Of her marriage she was almost
miserable. She had left a house full of
bright, devoted sisters, where a stream
of friends and cousins came and went all
day, where talk and laughter made the
week one long sunbeam; and after a
short honeymoon was over she was trans
planted to a lonely country village, in
the suburbs of a large town, in which
her husband spent the day at his office.
She had scarcely any friends with whom
to interchange a word, a churchyard
bounded her garden, and the passing bell,
s it tolled dismally out, was the
snly sound which broke the long,
terrible stillness; and the contrast
of the full, gay life, which had made her
twenty summers so happy, with the mis
erable, lonely hours she spent now, used
to come upon her with such force of homt
3ickness that she lay helplessly crying
day attcr day, and when the young hus
band returned in the evening, expecting
Lo find the liveliest and brightest of wives
and thinking, as most men in their
convenient .consideration do, that a
woman must be perfectly happy in a
home of her own instead he found a
iimp and doleful creature, worn out from
many tears and ready to throw herself
into his arms and shed a few more from
heer weakness.
It is is not the gently nurtured or the
weakly temperaments alone to whom
this subtile disease .comes. Strong men,
of herculean frame, have been shaken by
it; peasants with little refinement, and
seemingly less feeling, have trembled in its
grasp; adventurers, men whose lives have
proved a failure, those black sheep found
ender every clime, reckless, careless,
'.ardened, have "sickened of this vague
disease," and longed, and agonized, and
prayed for one glimpse of the old coun
try to greet their dying eyes, one breatL
rom some breezy upland, one waft frorr
some flowing river to cool their feverer"
brow. Some, aye many headstones
there are in every continent and colony in
this wide world with only rudely carved
initials to mark their identity ; some little
mounds without any headstone at all;
;ut if the green grass or stately palm
growing over them could speak they
rould tell sad tales of the pining away of
many a brave young life, and nobody
knew but God and themselves that the
breath which had blasted them was the
deadly one of nostalgia (homesickness).
'All the Tear Hound.
In the "Hornets' Nest" at Shiloh.
From Colonel Lockett's article accom
panying General Buell's account of Shiloh
in the Century we take the following:
, I witnessed the various bloody- and un
successful attacks on the "hornets' nest. "
During one of the dreadful repulses oi
our forces, General Bragg directed me to
ride forward to the central regiment of a
brigade of troops that was recoiling
across-n open field, to-take its colors and
carry them forward."
" The flag must not go again," he said.
Obeying the order, I dashed through
the line of battle, seized the- colors from
the color-bearer, and said to him :
General Bragg says these colors musi
not go to the rear. "
While talking to him the color-sergeant
was shot down. A moment or two
afterward I was almost alone on horse
back in the open field between the two
lines of battle. An officer came up to
me with a bullet-hole in each cheek, the
blood streaming from his mouth, and
asked :
"What are you doing with my colors,
sir?"
"I am obeying General Bragg's orders,
sir, to -hold them where they are," was
my reply.
"Let me have them," he said. "If
any man but my color-bearer carries these
colors, I am the man. Tell General
Bragg I will see that these colors are in
the right place. But he must attack this
position in flank ; we can never carry it
alone from the front."
It was Colonel Allen, afterward Gov-
ernor Allen, of Louisiana. I returned,
miraculously preserved, to General Bragg,
and reported Colonel Allen's words. I
then carried an order to the same troops,
giving the .order, I think, to General
Gibson, to fall back to the fence in the
rear and reorganize. This was done,
and then General Bragg dispatched me
to the right and Colonel Frank Gardner
(afterward major-general) to the left to
inform ; the . brigade andx division com
manders on- either side that a combined
movement would be made on the front
and flank of that position..'' The move
ments were made and Prentiss was cap
tured.' ;'
' -During 1885 Maine manufactories pro
duced 9,548 tons of starch, using 2,340,
000 bushels of potatoes..
A Famoss Mare.
A Goshen (N; ,Y.) correspondent
writes : In the deatH of the mare known
as the "Big-Kneed jfare, her owner
loses one of the most unprepossessing
pieces of horseflesh that ever lived but
one that raised him from penury to' the
enjoyment of a competence. She was1
the property of .Her. Mr. Scutt, of RidgeJ
bury. In 1872 he was pastor of ths
Methodist church of that place. He was
great lover and excellent judge of
horses, but was too poor to indulge his
likings in that line. He owned a . black
mare which, beside a general uncouth
appearance, was disfigured by a knee
which was swollen to three times its
natural size. Dominie Scutt could not
be shaken in his opinion and belief that
the ungainly mare came from the best
kind of stock, ne went so far as to
claim her as a lineal descendant of the
Mulbee bdrse, out of a . dand sire'd by
Abdallah. It was his ambition to have a
colt out of her by some good horse. He
bred her in 1873 to J.' H. Wood's cele
brated horse Knickerbocker, but about
the time the colt was foaled the dominie
was prostrated by. paralysis, and he was
unable to pay Wood for the service of his
horse. Wood canceled the debt and
gave Scutt flOO for the colt. He sold the
colt to a Georgian for a big price, as a
one-year-old, and it turned out a fast
one. Its traits and points went far to
prove the correctness of the pedigree
Scutt claimed for his big-kneed mare.
Since then the mare has been bred six
times to Knickerbocker. The second colt
has yielded Scutt about $8,000 in two
yearsirvthe stud. The third colt he
traded for a farm near Binghamton, part
of which he has since sold for $3,500,
and the remainder he refused $12,000 for.
He owns the third, fourth, and fifth colt.
He values them at $1,000 each. The
sixth is one year old, and promises to be
a valuable animal. The big-kneed mare
was twenty-one years old.
How Fashion Plates are Made.
Did it ever occur to you when looking
at a fashion plate of men's deess, asks an
exchange, who it is that establishes these
fashions? Each year we are obliged to
wear larger or smaller trousers, shorter or
longer frock coats, close-fitting or loosely
flowing overcoats, wide or narrow col
Iars;in short, there are more or less modi
fications which, if we wish to be in fash
ion, oblige us to consult the tailor. A
French paper has just revealed to the
world how all these changes in men's
dress are made law, and why it is that all
the tailors are agreed upon the new
styles. In Paris all the lcadingt tailors
belong to a society which has for its ob
ject the relief of its members who are ill
or unfortunate. This society has mem
bers not only in Faance, but in all the
capitals of the world where the European
styles of dress is worn. " Its
resources come from the sale
of its fashion plates to its members.
Here is how this plate is made : Each
year the society names a committee pi
eleven members, which prepares provis
ional sketches. When the president of
the committee has collected a dozen de
signs representing the different parts of
the masculine dress, he submits the re
sult of his researches to his colleagues.
They discuss the proposed models, and
suggest changes, if need be. These
changes are immediately made by a de
signer, who is present at the discussion,
and then the modified models are put to
vote, adopted, and the engraving is made
and sent out over the world. The Paris
tailors enter into competition with the
English tailors, for there are many
Frenchmen who think it is the correct
thing to be dressed a l'Anglaise. For a
long time the English cloths, by the
originality of the designs, superiority ol
make and cheapness, have done much
harm to French fabrics, but latterly the
manufacturers have been making strong
efforts to oust their competors from th.
market, and have in part succeeded.
A Curious Custom.
The coast of Portugal is defended from
invasion by forts of castellated form set
along the shores wherever a landing might
seem convenient, or where an important
point had to be protected. Most of these
strong places date from before the intro
duction of gunpowder, and were after
ward restored and receive 1 their present
extremely picturesque form long before
guns and gunnery practice had obtained
modern perfection. One of the largest
and strongest is the Castle of Foz, at tl
entrance of the River j Douro. It is w
3uch an important position that at one
time it mounted at least fifty .guns
though probably little more than toys,
if we judge by the size of embrasures.
A curious old custom is still kept up of
firing at vessels which try to pass the bar
without a pilot or when the red flag is
not flying at the fort. Luckily blank
cartridges are used in modern times. The
first gun is fired when the vessel is out
side the bar, and if it at once turns and
gives up its attempt to get in, it is fined
only a small sum. However, if it con
tinues its efforts the gun is loaded and
fired again and again as quickly as possi
ble during its passage,, and for every dis
charge another fine is imposed on the
ship. A skillfully handled ship escapes
without heavy fines, but a badly managed
vessel has to pay dearly; or, in other
words, the greater danger they have
risked the greater the fine demanded in
punishment. Art Journal.
Tie invention of the type-writer dates
as far ba,k as 1714, when one Henry
Mill obtained in England a patent for a
device that, "writes in printed characters,
one at a time and one after another," but
it is was not until 1867 that it was im
proved so as to work satisfactorily.
lie Leads Us On
He leads us on
By paths we did not know. .
Upward He leads us, though Our steps M
slow,
Though oft we faint and falter on the way,
Though storms and darkness oft obscure the
da,!.
Yet when thw clouds are gone
We know He leads us 0.
He leads us on
Through all the unquiet yean; . .
Fast au our dreamland hopes and doubts and
fears '
He guides our steps. Through all the tangled
maze
Of sin, of sorrow, and o'erclouded days
We know His will is done;
And still He leads us on.
And He, at last,.
After the weary strife.
After the restless fever we call life,
After the dreariness, the aching pain.
The wayward struggles which have proved in
vain.
After our toils are past,
Will give us rest at last
Golden Hours.
RELIGIOUS READING.
There is no Use in putting up the
motto, "God bless our home," if the
father is a rough old bear, and the spirit
of discourtesy and rudeness is taught -by
the parents to the children, and by the
older to the youngef . There is no us'e in
putting up a motto, "The Lord will pro
vide," while the father is shiftless,
the mother is shiftless, the boys
refuse to work, and the girls busy
themselves over gewgaws and finery.
There is no use in putting up the motto,
"The greatest of these is charity," while
the tongue of the backbiter wags in that
family, and silly gossip is dispensed at
the tea-table. There is no use in placing
up conspicuously the motto, "The liberal
man deviseth liberal things," while the
money chinks in the pockets of "the
hca'"! of the household," groaning to get
out to see the light of day, and there are
dollars and dimes for wines and tobacco
and other luxuries, but positively not one
cent for the church. In how many homes
are these mottoes standing let us say
hanging sarcasms, which serve only to
point a jest and adorn a satire? The
beauty of quiet lives, of trustful, hope
ful, free-handed, free-hearted, charitable
lives is one of surpassing loveliness, and
those lives shed their own incomparable
fragrance, and the world knows where to
find them. And they shall remain fresh
and fadeless when the colors of pigment
and the worsted and the floss have faded,
and the frames have rotted away in their
joints.
"Iff RiMma, are Ton a Chrlfttlant''
While holding meetings in an opera
house in a Western city, I asked all the
children who believed that they were
Christians, and who had the evidence of
it (I showed them what that evidence
was), to hold up their hands. With
many others a beautiful little girl sitting
by her mother with a smile upon her
face, held up her hand. I then asked
this question I think the Holy Spirit
led me do do it "How many of your
parents are alive to the love of Jesus?
Were they and you to die today
would you meet them in Heaven ?"
That little girl quietly turned to her
mother, and said, "Shall I hold up my
hand mama? Are you a Christian?"
"No, I am not a Christian. Do not
hold up your hand!"
The child burst into tears saying:
"Mamma, I do not want to go to heaven
if you are not to be there!"
The weeping mother said to me in the
inquiry-meeting : ' 'My child's words have
broken my heart ! O what '.shall I do to
be saved? My darling child is on the
way to heaven, and I am notl"
I told her how she, too, could be '.node
"alive untCv God ;" how he who raised
Lazarus to life, and who died on the cross
for us, could save her if she would only
trust Him. We prayed together, and I
could but hope that she was led to see
how God, for Christ's sake, who suffered
so much for us, could forgive her all her
sins, and make her a living, happy Chris
tian, like her beautiful little daughter.
E. P. Hammond, in tioanQelist.
Live an Vbu Teach.
The Rev. J. F. Sergeant, writes an ar
ticle to the Loudon Sabbath School Teach
er upon the importance of following up
the teachings of the lips by the teach
ings of the life. He says :
"I do not say to you that you should
study appearances and carefully guard
against being accounted as a hypocrite. I
say rather that you should study reali
ties, and seek to be everywhere and at all
times a real and attractive disciple. If
you arc addicted to the pleasures of the
table, or irritable and cantankerous at
your home, or if you are vain in dress or
person, or hard or unfair in your money
dealings, or vindictive and fierce in your
behaviour to your friends, it will all
come out, and every scholar connected
with you will quietly apply to you the
proverb, "Physician, heal thyself.'
"I knew a teacher, wealthy and tal
ented. His fault was that he was too
eager for money, and it was the less ex
cusable as he had no family for whom he
needed to lay by. A blight seemed to
rest upon his work, and when at last he
invested a considerable sum in purchas
ing a public house, property which was
of a very low character morally, but
which yielded a good return for his
money, his influence sank down to an
utter cipher. I shall never forget the
contempt with which one of his scholars
spoke to me about him. Had he been
an avowed man of the world there would
have been nothing in him to be despised.
But his professed aims and hopes were
higher than those of the worldling, and
it was humbling to him to be looking for
an increase to his gains in the gutters of
excess and vice. 'Perhaps he meant to
improve the public houses by introducing
better tenants, and checking all bad lan
guage and bad habits.' Thank you dear
reader for that kindly surmise. Perhaps
! he did ; but perhaps he didn't. I dare
say, however, he meant it. The devil
will not in the least object to a man
meaning well if he will stop there.
"I know this much, that the respect
of a circle of intelligent lads who gather
around us to listen to what we can tell
them of God and righteousness, is worth
more than interest at ten per cent, upon
money investments. Pity that this good
man did not know it to.
I If however, evil example tells, so does
good. ine iragrance 01 we ointment
will make itself known. All upright,
loving, generous men speak in his very
actions."
' Sands that have been accumulating for
centuries from the surrounding desert are
being removed from the base of the
Sphinx, and when the work is completed
a high wall will be erected to keep out
future encroachments, r -
life Studies, fcy Ugf Brows.
The violin that is kept constantly ia
tune will lose in tone.
There is not much difference between
careless extravagance and a hole in the
pocket.
"Heaven Revealed" is the title of ft
Work recently issued. Another cook book,
most likely.
It ii better for the generaf health of
community to hare one good-nt tared
man in a neighborhood than four doc
tors. '
The parent who never tells a child that
he loves it except when about to give it
good licking makes a terrible mistake.
Some people go on the principle that
the best discipline for a boy is to find out
what he doesn't like, and then give him
oceans of thst very thing.
In every life there comes a time when
hope is crushed, but the man with a
healthy liver and a shirt that doesn't
pitch in the neck, seldom gets discour
aged. The average man goes about some things
with as much awe as an old maid would
handle a razor. Coming in from the
lodge at 2 a. m., for instance.
A stove manufacturer has come to the
conclusion, after trying several methods,
that the best way to create draught is to
go into the back yard and sift ashes.
It may be that one reason why woman
gentle being with Beraphic eyes and-quick-moving
chin is so frequently .
pointed in her remarks, is because she is
so generally given to carrying pins in her
mouth. '
Love is said to be the motive power of
the world, and yet fifty-six women out of
every ninety-two will , stick to it that a
well-seasoned broom-handle is more reli
able than general suasion for immediate
results.
A shrub has been discovered in Colum
bia which exudes a juice that will stop
the flow of blood almost instantly, no
matter how severe the wound. A bottle
of it. ought to be carried in the- coat-tail
pocket of every man who has a fashion
of poking his nose into other people's -business.
Some folks claim that there is no evil
that is not followed by an overplus com
pensating good. At Pueblo, Col., a cat
and dog, which had been playing with
some clothing belonging to a child that
had been taken with scarlet fever, both
took the disease and died. Discouraged
people who have lost faith in boot-jacks
should paste this in their hats. Chicago
Ledger.
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State Laws and Marriage Licensee.
Wc have taken the pains to look ujp
the laws on marriage licenses in all thf
States of the Union and give the whole
subject, as learned from the latest acces
sible authorities, in brief summary. The
States which require licenses arq: Ala
bama, Connecticut, Florida, Georgia.
Illinois. Iowh, Louisiana, Maryland, Mas
sachutts, Michigan, Missouri, Mississip
pi, North Carolina, Nebraska, ' South
Carolina, Tennessee, Texa, Virginia, and
West Virginia. In the following Statef
no license is. required, but the ministei
or magistrate who , performs the cere
mony is obliged to see that the marriagt
certificate is duly entered on the town 01
county records: Arkansia, California.
Colorado, Indiana, Kansas, New Jersey.
New York, Nevada, Oregon, Pcnnsylva
nia, and Rhode Island. In Minnesota
and Wisconsin, when application is made
for marriage without a license, the
person solemnizing it must examine
one or both parties on oath before
the ceremony as to whether the proposed
union is legal. In Delaware, Maine and
Ohio, choice is permitted betweel
a license and thof Yuca'wl,V
of the bans in church. Is
Veimont one publication in town meet
ing or church will serve as a substitute
for a license; in Kentucky a publication
filed" in the county clerk's office wil
suffice; while in New Hampshire the in .
tention to marry must be published ai .
three town meetings or religious gather
ings, and the certificate of the towi
clerk of such publication is the license
The laws of the States differ somewhal"
as to the officer issuing the license. It.
Alabama and Nebraska it is issued. by
the judge of probate; in Ohio by th
county clerk or clerk of probate ir
Texas by the last named officer; a
Georgia by the county ordinary; ir
Louisiana by the parish judge; in Mary
land by the clerk, and in Mississippi b;
the registrar of the orphans court; ii
North Carolina, South Carolina, Tennes
see, Virginia, and West Virginia by as
officer of the county court, 'judge 01 .
clerk, and in all the other States -by the
town or county clerk, In all the Statef
it is necessary to have the certificate re
turned to the proper county official, the
recorder, clerk, or officf of the court, U
be duly entered on the county records.
In Kentucky and New York there is
registrar of births, marriages, and deaths,
who perform this duty. Chicago Inter
Ocean. .
Dying of Starvation
A leading physician says that a patient
who is lying dying of exhaustion is gen
erally dying of starvation." We "give him
beef-tea, calTs-foot jelly, seltzer and
milk that is, a small quantity of the
sugar of milk and some fat ; but the jelly
is the poorest sort of food and the beef
tea is a mere stimulant. The popular
belief that beef -tea contains "the very
strength of the meat" is a terrible erroi
it has no food value.
What an enigma is man! What
strange, chaotic and contradictory being I
Judge of all things, feeble earth-worm,
depository of the truth, mass of.uncer-.
ainty, glory and butt of the universe, in
comprehenaMe monster! .