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(H) WEEKLY CORY ALMS GAZETTE. CORVALLIS. JUNE 4, 1880 THM COUNTRYGIR&S LETTER. Deab Sis Here I am Id the city; Cousin Minnie is kind as can be. Uncle John calls me "dear little daughter;" And yet, Sis, between yoa and me, I am awfully homesick this morning For the little white house by the mill: The world seems so wide round about me, Such a wee little corner I nil. Cousin Minnie has beautiful garments Awaiting her wearing. Don't say Aiivthing to our dear little mother My cashmere is made the wrong way; And I see Aunty looking unhappy Because it don't set a it ought; And the cut-away hitches in wearing Don't set like the one Minnie bought. But don't breathe a whisper to mother, Who thinks I am s'ylif hly dressed; I'll try not to care about fashion, Or whispers: "She came from out west." Mr. Austin comes here to see Minnie, I think he's her lover. Ah, me. If he really fancies, and loves her, How happy that girl ought to be! I'm afraid of his eyes, blue and steady, He iblnks I am awkward, I know. That's the reason be stares at me. often, And makes my hot cheeks redden so. Well his is not my world forever, What matters It any way, then? But I want to come home, little sister, And never leave Willow again. POSTSCRIPT. I don't know. I'm sure, how to tell you, I'm dazed, and it will not seem true. But he loved me Instead or fair Minnie! He talks about roses with dew On their freshness. He seems not to cave In the least about beautiful clothes; He's going to father to-morrow To ask for a wild country Rose. HUGH'S CHOICE. BY ETHELIND BAT. From the Evening Telegram. Hugh McKay had made up his mind to get married. He was thirty years old, and considered himself no longer too young to invest in a partner for life, pro- vitleil lie couiu nna one inai exacuy suited his fastidious fancy. He summed up a list of the personal attractions which ho deemed indispensa ble to the future Mrs. Hugh, thusly: She must be tall and stately, with the air and carriage of a queen ; she must have calm, serene, blue eyes, a high, intel lectual brow, straight nose, small mouth, and luxuriant hair of a pale gold tint; and she must not have a dimple in her chin, (that was a sign of -weakness) , nor wear her hair "banged, nor her hat on one side nothing, in short, must she do or wear that would attract the attention or admiration of "street loungers. She must be quiet, modest, ladylike, never indulging in slang, and always re serving her warmest smiles for him, and her coolest ones . for all others of the masculine "persuasion." But after finishing his list, he suddenly realized, with a blank feeling in his heart, that the next thing to do was to "find her," and he soon discovered that this was a more dimcult task than he had at first imagined. In vain, he haunted the theaters, balls, churches every place, in fact, which might be the resort of the fair, pure flower he was so longing to pluck from the parent stem, and transplant to his own tender care. For a long time he was unsuccessful, but, at last, that fickle dame, Fortune, kindly befriended him, and caused him to be introduced to Miss Josephine Page, who, he immediately decided, was "just the girl for him!" She was just tall enough, plump enough, stately enough oh! she really could not have suited him better if she had been "made to order," and he has tened to cultivate her acquaintance, showering bouquets and presents and sundry attentions upon her, until the poor girl's head was almost turned. Well, two or three months passed away, and one morning he called at the home of Miss Josephine, with the inten tion of offering to marry her, for it never once occurred to him that she, or any one else, would refuse him. He crossed the veranda, stepped the low, French window into il V lit IS II U III III 1 1 1 1111I1I.1K llJ IfllU jli r in H.WJ1IL ijiie (Mil I ;l 1 1 1 u i n As he did so, his eye fell on a folded slip of paper lying on the carpet, and picking it up, he found that it was a tele gram, and read as follows: "Will be home Thursday. CHARLOTTE DEANE." Charlotte Deane! Ah! That was Josephine's step-sister; he had often heard Josie speak of her as a very wild, o. unmanageable sort of girl. "Oh, Mr. McKay." she had said to him once, "I do hope you will not be shocked at Charley when she comes home. Yon can't imagine how she grieves poor mamma and me with her slang and care less ways. She's real pretty, to be sure, and her father thinks the world of her, but mamma and I really feel quite ashamed of her!" And so Charlotte, (or Charley, as she insisted upon being called) was coming, or, perhaps, had come, for this was Thursday, thought Mr. McKay, loung ing back in his chair. Just then some one entered the adjoin ing room, singing "Baby Mine" in the loudest, clearest and sweetest of voices. Then some one else entered, and Jose phine's low, even voice said, "Charley, it is not lady-like to sing so loudly!" "Is that so?" exclaimed a clear, merry voice in reply. "Well, Josie, what is ladylike? I can't sing, I can't whistle, I can't wear my hat on one side, or anything else with your consent! Must I paste my hair down flat, and discard 'bangs' and hoops and all such abominations? If so, I'll die at once!" "Detestable!" muttered Hugh, under his mustache. "A regular girl of the period!" But his soliloquy was at that moment interrupted by the entrance of the young lady. There she stood before him slender, slight, graceful! A white hat with an immense, blue-lined brim was placed flrimly on one side of her head: her black hair puffed and frizzed and curled in the latest fashion; her parasol under her arm, her gloves tucked in her belt and her dark eyes flashing with a sort of "make-fun-of-everything" expression. When her eyes fell upon him, she stopped still, stared at him a moment; then pulling her hat over a little more to one side, called out in a distinct voice. "My goodness, Josie, here's a nun!" Josephine came in quietly, and gave Hugh her hand in her slow, graceful way: then introduced her cousin, Char ley Deane. Charley gave him her hand with a care less nod, then seated herself at a distance, and proceeded to draw on her gloves. Hugh carried on easy conversation with Josephine, but bis eyes never once wan dered from Charley's bright, impudent Suddenly, when he least expected it, she lifted her head, and looked squarely and roguishly into his eyes: "Well," she said saucily, "what do you think of me? Or haven't you decided yet?" For the first time in his life, Hugh McKay colored clear to the roots of his hair. "I'll tell you what I think of yon," continued Charley, taking a hair-pin out of her pocket, and deliberately button ing her glove, "I think you're conceited! Good-by; I am going for a walk." And with her parasol under her arm she sauntered out, slamming the door behind her. Somehow, it seemed to Josephine that Hugh was not quite so entertaining as usual that afternoon, but she attributed it to her cousin's rudeness, and kindly made allowance for him. "How old is she?" asked Hugh sud denly. "How old is who?" said Miss Page, in surprise. "Your cousin," stam mered Hugh, blushing. "Oh, Charley! why, let me see," said Miss Page sweetly; "she is only eighteen quite childish you must really excuse her for her rudeness, will you not?" And just then Miss Josie looked so sweet and innocent and ladylike, that Hugh suddenly remembered, for the first time during his call, that he had come to propose. "Josie," he said, leaning forward and taking her hand in a very practical way indeed, " I had almost forgotten that I came this morning to ask you " The window flew up with a crash, and Charley came tumbling into the room, screaming at the top of her clear, sweet voice: "Oh! oh! dear! oh, my! There's a yel low iacket biting me stinging me, I mean! O, horror! murder! thieves! what will I do r "Where where is it?" gasped Jose phine, for once startled out of her grace ful composure. " Is it in your sleeve? " "Worse than that! " groaned Charley. " It's its in here!" tugging bravely at the fastening of her dress. "O, what will I do ? Won t somebody, please, to take it out?" Hugh evidently considered himself "somebody" just then, (what gentleman would not under such circumstances.'), for he arose with alacrity and advanced to proffer his assistance; but to his sur prise Miss Charley drew back with hot cheeks and eyes that suddenly nasned fire. "I should think you had better sense !" she said hotly. " The idea! " And still tightly grasping one particular fold in her dress, she sailed out of the room, leaving poor Hugh feeling more decided ly "snubbed" than he had ever before felt in his life. "After all," he thought, as Charley's pretty, graceful form disappeared, "I believe I won't ask Josephine this morn ing there's plenty of time and that cousin of hers is a deuced handsome girl, by Jove!" After that, each time he called, Charley was present, and he was forced to post pone his proposal from time to time. The days glided into weeks, and the weeks into months, until three had passed, and still Charley was always in the way with her nonchalance and impu dence, alternately teasing, shocking, horrifying and fascinating poor Hugh, until, sometimes, he scarcely knew whether he was standing on his head or feet. Meanwhile, Josephine was just as cool and easy, and self-possessed, and lady like as ever, and Hugh thought every time he saw her, how nice she would look at the head of his table, during one of his splendid dinner parties; and once he actually surprised himself in the act of comparing Josephine and Charley, greatly to the disparagement of the lat ter. "How do you like Charley?" Josie asked once, when they were alone. "I don't like her at all!" he answered promptly; he was in a very good humor then, for Charley had been making some very insulting remarks about his whis kers, which, to tell the truth, were not the prettiest color in the world. He had found her in the drawing-room, when he called that evening, and she had looked so sweet and provoking, curled up on the sofa, that he had crossed the room and taken her hand, almost before he knew it. "Heavens:" said Charley, laying down her novel and favoring him with a cool stare, "How I detest black whiskers! Why don't you shave them off? you look like a regular bear!" And Hugh dropped her hand angrily (he thought so much of his whiskers, poor fellow) and went in search of Josie; when he returned with that young lady, Charley had vanished. "I'm sorry you don't like her!" mur mured Josie, in answer to his vehement assertion, "But, of course she is wild " "She is a flirt!" interrupted Hugh, with an angry red spot on either cheek. "Just see how many fellows are paying her marked attentions, and how coolly she receives them all! I pity the man she marries from the depths of my heart! a sorry old time he will have of it! She has no more heart than than my cane!' "Yesi I know!" faltered Josie, looking a little frightened. "But if you will ex cuse me now, I must go and take my music lesson. You may amuse yourself with my drawing until f return. And she retired from the room, wondering why Mr. McKay should become so ex cited over only Charley. Hugh, left alone, began to feel a little bit ashamed of his sudden outburst of temper. Suppose Josie should tell her cousin what he had said! How badly poor, little saucy Charley would feel, and oh ! how she would hate him. And only last night she had given him a spray of heliotrope, and asked him shyly, and actually with a little blush (he had not known before that she could blush) if he knew the language; and he had thought, with a strange, little thrill in his heart, as he looked down into her sweet, blushing, unturned face, that if he 'could but once see a tear-drop glittering on her lashes, he would believe that, with all her wickedness, and coquetry and wildness, she had a heart hidden away under her gay, saucy exterior. For it was part of Hugh's religion, that a girl who could neither blush nor weep, was not worth winning. "Poor, little, naughty Charley!" mur mured Hugh, with a sigh; and just then the door opened, and the footman ap peared with an afully white face. "Oh, sir," he gasped, "the ponies ran away, and poor Miss Charley waPthrown out on a rock, and they are bringing her home to die!" And here the poor fellow broke down completely, and wept like a child. "You would not blame, me, sir," he cried, "if yon knew what a kind heart she has, God bless her ! And how she used to make cakes and nice things with her hands, and bring them to my poor, sick wife, and tell us not to tell, because Miss Josephine would kill her ! And now she's going to die !" And as he spoke, Hugh, who had lis tened to the man in dumb horror,, heard the slow, steady tramp of feet , on the stairs, and again the door openid, and carried her in, and placed her tenderly on the sofa, and Hugh, with stilled heart, looked down at the white, sweet face that had blushed last night under his gaze. Poor Charley ! dear little Charley! All her sauciness and coquetry were gone ! "Is she dead ?" asked Hugh with cold lips. And the doctor only shook his head gravely, and sent them all out of the room. Hugh waited at the head of the stairs, with the farm laborers who had carried there, and oh, how bitterly he re proached himself as he heard them tel ling of all her good and kind deeds among the poor and sick. He had never dreamed of this, and now, oh, if Bhe should die ! At last the doctor appeared, and taking Hugh by the arm, led him into the room, then went out again, closing the door. "Charley," said Hugh, kneeling be side her, and taking her in his arms. " Oh, my darling, I thought you were dead !" Charley opened her eyes, and a smile flashed over her face. "I wanted to die, Hugh," she said faintly, "because because Josie said vou hated me !" " "Hate you? Oh, Charley, I love you and I have just found it out ?" "But Hugh," whispered Charley, with a faint flash of her old sauciness, as he pressed his lips to hers, "do you love a girl who wears 'bangs?' and and Hugh, from the depths of your heart, pity the man who marries me ? There, you dear old fellow, kiss me, and I won't tease any more !" And Charley did not die, but lived to make the light and joy and happiness of Hugh's life ; but she still " banged " her hair and wore her hat on one side. Wouldn't Marry in America. She was pretty and willful, and when she vowed that she wouldn't un der anv con-sid-eration be married in "this awfullv mean America," the vounff man in the case gave up in despair. The young woman, Miss Mary Piatt, had been visiting a sis ter in Los Angeles, Cal., and had agreed to marry a San Francisco lover, Mr. W. P. Walker, if he would follow her back to her home in burry England. Mies Piatt was prejudiced violently against the States. Whence arose the prejudice no one could say. Some said this and others that, but when a blunt "why?" would be thrown at Mis Piatt herself, she in variably tossed her head, stamped her foot, and reasoned pointedly as follows: "Because that's why." Anyhow Mr. Walker was in a fix. He had used his tongue in behalf of America until it would no longer wag, and though the future Mrs. Walker had yielded so far as to admit that if she must live permanently in ban fran cisco, she must, she wouldn't agree to a marriage in America. Things remained in this unpleasant attitude nntil Friday two weeks ago, when a happy thought struck Walker. Me summoned the wedding guests and induced the bride and her maids to board a steamer. Sounding the whistle he steered boldly toward the heart of the Pacific. When Captain Eandall announced that the steamer was three leagues from the Califor nia coast the cabin table was moved to the upper deck, and a clergyman took his seat at the head. The party gathered around, and Miss Piatt was made Mrs. Walker. The sea was so rough that the bride clutched the edge ot the table during the cere mony. Under the April sun the steamer turned prow toward the Golden Gate. Pent-up emotions soon made it necessary for the gentlemen of the party to support the drooping forms of several of the ladies, the bride included, and there was a suc cession of affecting scenes until smooth water had been reached. It was romantic to say the least. San Francisco Chronicle. Aaron Burr. J oki it o with an English Sdbaltebn. As soon as a subaltern joins his regi ment he is submitted to a course of prac tical jokes, ill treatment and bullying all around, to which he must offer no re sistance, or his career will be a short one. For instance, a few years ago a man named Royd joined his regiment, and on tne first evening among his new comrades was "drawn;" that is to say, he was visited in his room during the small hours of the morning, and ordered to go down into the ante-room for court martial, the charge against him being that he had risen from the dinner-table while an officer senior to him -had re mained sitting. Boyd being of huge stature and gigantic strength, stoutly resisted, and eventually picked up the largest man in the room, carried him out to the landing, and dropped him over the baluster on to the nagged passage below. The effect was magical. In an instant all the hubbub was hushed, and the injured man was raised. Fortunately the result was nothing worse than a sprained ankle and a severely bruised hip. He took it very quietly, and merely looked up at Royd, who was standing near, and said coolly, "I'll have you out for this." Very possibly this new comer did not think much of the threat, but his career was virtually oyer; at every hour of the day and night did he have cause to repent that hasty action, and during the autumn maneu vers of that vear the nlimiiT name Tr fwas in this wise: On a pouring wet day, or rainer, nignt, he had to visit the picK ets, and as, for some reason, he had no horse, was compelled to do the rounds on foot. On coming in after a tramp of some miles, thoroughly soaked and tired out, he was ordered to visit yet another outlying picket, six or seven miles away. Then was his tormentor's opportunity; he would not permit him to take a troop horse, though he himself was riding. Tired, cold and" wet, this young sub altern reached the picket. Something went wrong, as did his temper, and he swore at one of the men. His fate was sealed. His senior immediately put him ! under arrest, and he was told by the j colonel that he must send in his papers . or undergo trial by court martial. Of j course he left the regiment. f London j Society. A correspondent of the Louisiville Courier-Journal, who has been visiting the vicinity of Blennerhassett's island, mentions an incident in the life of Aaron Burr, which it is said has never before been published. It is related by Dr. William Crump of Powhattan county, Ya., the charges d'affaires to the court of Chili during the administration of Presi dent John Tyler. Dr. Crump was an elegant and courtly gentleman of the old school of Virginia "quality." He had married Miss Maria Moody of Williamsburg, an heiress and ward of Mr. Tyler, and the reigning bell of Virginia about the time that Mary and Rebecca Belling of Petersburg, were in the zenith of their beauty and belledom. It was at a dinner one day during the canvass between General Winfield Scott and Mr. Pierce, that I heard a remark able conversation between Dr. Crump and Hon. W. S. Archer, Senator from Virginia. It occurred at Letione, the mansion of Dr. Crump. The mail was brought in, and, between the courses, Dr. Crump obtained a copy of the En quirer, the Democratic organ, edited by the celebrated Mr. Ritchie. Dr. Crump read a few moments, and then suddenly dropped the paper, striking the table with his fist and exclaiming : " My God I Mr. Archer, we have a prophet with us, and Aaron Burr is that prophet !" Startled at the namo of Aaron Burr, Mr. Archer drew up his aristocratic head the fire of Whig hate gleaming in his eyes. " And what of Aaron Bun- ?" he said, with coldness and hauteur, as only a self -poised, thoroughbred Virginian can assume. " Mr. Archer, I tell you that Aaron Burr was a prophet, and has a sort of prophetic second-sight, as they say over yonuer ui mr. iu.i;vhju d, iuj uuiguuui. i who is a Scotchman as well as a gentle! man Mr. Colin McCrea," said Dr. Crump, and then he continued: "A few years ago I was dining in New York with General Scott. He invited a limited number of gentlemen, and among them was Aaron Burr. I remember it was the first time I had ever seen or met Colonel Burr. He was late in arriving, and when the distinguished visitor was announced every one was hushed into silence and every eye was fastened upon the little, old, withered figure that en tered the room, with the eye of an un tamed eagle and the air of an exiled prince or dethroned emperor. General Scott rose to meet him and shake hands ; then presented him formally to each of his guests. I don't know how it was, Mr. Archer, but it seemed natural for Mr. Burr to lead in conversation ; and he talked and we all listened. I never before heard such a flow of wit and hu mor, so rich a blending of wisdom and wit, and pathos and eloquence. We lis tened, entranced, to this little old man in a seedy coat, whose tongue and beauty had charmed women and subdued men to his will ; whose eye was still like the eagle's and whose very courtly air and natural sweetness were undimned and unaltered. I could not have talked if I had wished. I shall never forget his reply to Scott, when the gen eral alluded to the calumnies that had been heaped upon him in former years. General Scott, you know, is a gentle, lovable man, as he is a brave and gal lant officer. He wished, in the goodness of his heart, to make Colonel Burr feel at ease in this company, and Scott often told me that Burr was the keenest poli tician in the country, and as to being a traitor, he scouted the idea. Well, as I said, General Scott spoke consoling words to the faded old man, and de scanted on the ingratitude of princes and republics. Burr listened, while his eye brightened and gleamed with the fire of inspiration. He spoke on, and I will never forget his reply. He said, 'Gen eral Scott, what you say is true, and is more so in my case than with many oth ers far more illustrious than myself. But I will tell you, General Scott, while you are in the heyday of your glory and your greatness, while the glorious sun does not shine on a greater warrior or nobler man, the time is coming, and-not far dis tant, when your countryman will declare that you were a coward at Lundy's Lane." "It seemed that lightning had struck in the room. Such a declaration pro duced an astounding effect on the whole party, and every glass was left untouched and the wine untested. The silence was appalling. The little, old faded man, in faultless linen and coat much worn, seemed inspired with the indignation he felt at a nation's ingratitude and the malevolence of party spirit of which he was a victim. It was many minutes be fore the company regained its compo-snre-and very soon they dispersed. Col- onelTBurr drinking no wine and dining . . . i i. very abstemiously, as was nib custom Heine at Home, I soon found the house, which was on the corner of a little narrow street that bends off the rue du Faubourg Poissoon niere. It bore the number of 46. I mounted three flights of narrow, danger ously polished stairs, and stooped before a small brown door, by which there was a green silk bell pull. I rang, and a corpulent, rather youngish lady opened the door, cast a sharp look at my father land coat, and said that "M. Eene" was out. "I am sorry," said I in French, with real chagrin, "not to find M. Heine. I come from Leipsic and bring him a letter from M. Laube. When, madame, can 1 have the pleasure?" "He is not out! He is not out!" cried a very thin voice from within, and a small man neither old nor young, with his head bent forward, appeared at the door in a dressing-gown that napped about his naked legs. It was Heinrich Heine, and a pressure of his soft hand greeted me. "Entrez toujours! Entrez toujours! I have just come home must change my clothes because I am bathed in sweat," said he, coughing, but as loud as if he were talking to a half deaf person. "Yes, my dear, this is a friend from Germany, who brings me a letter from Laube," he explained to his wife. "Mme. Heine will not permit Ger mans to see me. She knows them at glance," and he rushed back into the next room. "Ja, mein err," said madame, smilling "1 recognized monsieur as a German at once." "By what?" I asked. "Oh, mon Ditm, by your clothes and your shoes 1 oast a glance at my coat and shoes UreSden make and 1 couldn t see any thing remarkable about them, still they must have lacked something of style. To tell me so was not polite, however. "And why," I asked, "are the Germans so treated by you? Yet I can well imagine that your husband is overburdened with visitors. "I cannot deny it," said Heine, who in the meanwhile had appeared in a more respectable toilet. "There seldom comes anything agreeable to me from the Fath erland. The Germans who present them selves here are often of a doubtful na ture. But if a worthy fellow-country man, whose name is known to me, does me the honor to pay me a visit he can be sure of a friendly reception. But come come into my room; we must have a long chat. Now I had a closer look at Heine. He was still far from being the sick man of whom we are accustomed to think. True the right eye-lid had fallen and nearly concealed the eye, but no other trace of the coming apoplexy was visible in his lace. The face was of a singular beauty The forehead was high and broad, the nose finely and nobly modeled. A red dish-brown beard shaded a well-formed mouth and concealed the chin. The dark brown hair of the head, which hung down upon the neok, betrayed no trace of age. The general expression of Heine's face was one of dreams melan choly, but when he spoke or moved an unexpected look of energy appeared, and an astonishing and almost demoniac smile. He was then in his 4oth year. The disease which later made such frightful ravages had only begun to show slight, almost unnoticeable marks of its presence. Alfred Meissner. Talk of personal magnetism! Mr. Burr Eossessed it as no other man I ever saw; e commanded and subdued men and charmed women by his wonderful elo quence and his matchless beauty, just as he willed it." "And now, Mr. Archer," continued the venerable charge d'affaires, here is Burr's prophecy literally fulfilled. Kead yourself and see what the Enquirer says." He passed the paper to Senator Archer, perhaps at that time the proudest man in Virginia, a devoted Whig and friend of General Scott, and who hated Burr as much as any good Whig ever hatred a sound Democrat. And. sure enough, there it was, ail written in the Enouirer. which Senator Archer read slowly, and he read well perhaps better than anyone else of his day, unless it was his sister, Miss Betsy Archer, a most gifted and beautiful wo man. . That Aininc oartv separated at night; the campaign waxed warm, and General Scott was overwhelmingly defeated, and the prophecy of Burr fulfilled to reple tion. I have heard ut. urump repeat edly say that General Scott firmly be lieved that the reputation of Burr would be fully vindicated in later years, and and posterity would do him justice as re gards the charges of treason. WHT-uasABY Pabt of Education. To learn to work skillfully with the hands must become a part of common educa tion. Rich and poor alike should be taught how to work, for it is quite as likely that the rich will become poor as that some of the poor will become rich; and that is, and always must be, a poor education which fails to prepare a man to take care of himself and his depend ents in life. We understand what to do with criminals. We confine them and set them to learning a trade, especially the young criminals. The reform schools never leave out the elements of manual industry. Why is it not just as legiti mate to teach the virtuous how to take care of themselves without crime, as it is the vioious. J. G. Holland. Carlyle's Advice to a Literary Amateur. In a collection of Covenanter ballads lately published at Edinburgh there are a few characteristic letters by Carlyle. One of them is addressed to a friend who had endeavored to interest Carlyle in a cousin wiiose ambition it was to win a place among writers for periodical litera ture. It sets forth in sucn a vigorous fashion the hardships and uncertainties of the literary career that it is worth quoting for the benefit of young writers in general, who are apt to be so dazzled by the brilliant career of the few who succeed that they do not rightly estimate the wretchedness of the many who fail Carlyle writes: "There is no madder section of human business now welter ing under the sun than that of periodi cal literature in England at this present day. The meagrest bread-and-water wages"at any honest.steady occupation, I should say, are preferable for a young I man. 1 mistaae mucn u your cousin were not wise to stick steadfastly by his law and what benefits it will yield him; studying, of course, in all ways to per fect and cultivate himself, but leaving literary glory, etc., to lie in the distance, an obscure possibility of the future, which he might attain, perhaps, but also could do very well without attaining. In another year, it seems, his official salary may be expected to increase into some thing tolerable. He has his mother and loved ones within reach; he has, or by diligence can borrow and have, some books worth reading; his own free heart is within him, to shape into humble wisdom or mar into violent madness; God's great sky is over him, God's green, peaceable earth around him. I really know not that he ought to be in haste to quit, such arrangements. Nevertheless, if he persists in purpose to write, which in my ignorance of the details of his situation I know not that he should ab solutely avoid doing, let him by all means try it. If he turn out to have the fit talent he will decidedly find an editor; if not, it is better in all ways that he do not find one. They, the editors, will make short work of the business and answer truly, "That is all they will answer. In conclusion, I should say that your cousin ought de cidedly to try for some other subject to start with than criticism on Shakspeare. Doubtless he must know best what he has the call to write upon, if we have really an inward call. But the thing he will have the chance to write entertain ingly upon will be something he specially himself has seen,' not probably Shakspeare, I should say, which all the world these two centuries has been doing its best to see. Excuse this abruptness. Heaven knows I would gladly help your cousin if I could." The QuAm's Dangee-Enviboned Life. The existence of the quail is very pre carious, from the fact, that it always builds its nest on the ground, is not mi gratory, generally takes short nights and feeds in open fields, it incurs constant risk of being destroyed by predatory ani mals and birds. When these dangers are successfully passed during the spring and summer, the leaves are scarcely browned by the autumn frosts before the bird is hunted far and wide, and if it es capes the gUHflK the sportsmen and the 'j snares set to emfirall it, it has the vicis situdes of winter to contend with, when the snow-clad earth not only deprives it of sufficient food, bnt redoubles the watchfulness of its antagonists, the owl and hawk. Thus the life of the quail is environed with more dangers than that of any other of our native birds, and it is a wonder it continues to be so numer ous, k Keniiniscenscs of Early Railroading. J. H. Jack man in a recent Jitter shows that in the matter of speed, locomotive engines of to-day are not greatly superior to those of earlier times. He Bays: "In 1849 Boss Winans, of Baltimore, built a locomo tive for the Boston & Worcester Railroad. It had a seven-foot driv ing wheel, and was intended for very high speed. It had steam springs to support the weight, and was fitted with many new devices. I was sent to Baltimore to look after the con struction and delivery of this loco motive, and also to study the matter of coal burning, which was a new thing on roads in New England at that time. I ran the engine for about six weeks, and should have run her longer but from the fact ot her driving-wheels breaking. They were made entirely of cast iron, with chilled faces. These broken drivers were replaced with imported wrought iron wheels, the first of the kind ever imported. The locomotive was named the Carroll ot Carrollton. Its speed, under favorable circum stances, was one mile in sixty sec onds, the fastest I ever ran it. The trial was not accurately noted, having enough to do to attend to the machine, and those with me were too much flustered with the excite ment t accurately note anj'thing. have traveled many thousand miles on locomotives since that day in order to test speed, and while I have seen some high speed made, still have never seen the locomotive that could lav right down to it and out run the 'Carroll of Carrollton.' In those davs we had no power brakes and to run at such high rates of speed sometimes became dangerous I remember one instance in the night time of rounding a curve at about sixty miles an hour, when a danger signal met my view. I shut off steam and whistled down brakes, but they did not seem to check me. I whistled again. Still the speed kept up. gave the third signal for brakes, and then reversed my engine, saying to her: 'Do your duty, my beauty, or in twenty seconds it is good-bye to railroading. We came to a stand still eighty rods from a train on the main track, having run one mile and a quarter from the place where first discovered the red light." A Tough (Jcestion. (Jhiidren are often puzzled by questions which are not understood by their elders. During the late Franco -Prussian war a Sunday- school scholar read about the prayers which the Germans and French were pe titioning Heaven for success to their arms. "Mother," asked a little girl of her purent, "1 don t see what the .Lord can do under the circumstances, do you? He can t give the victory to both of them, and it seems to me like a terrible dilemma to be placed in." Her mother, who was not entirely satisfied with the role which Great Britain played in the attair, remarked, "Well, my dear child, perhaps he will do as the English do, and remain neutral. The board of education The school master's shingle. Americans never sleep with nightcaps on. They generally take them on the in side. There is nothing like having a good quantity of bedding for all animals. It makes their repose more comfortable and serves an excellent purpose of absorbing the liquid excrements. Laying hens need a great deal of lime, in order that their eggs may have the proper thickness of shell. Nothing better can be given than raw bones crushed fine. They are of special value on account of the fatty matter contained in their cells. Parsnip Fritters: Scrape and halve the parsnips, boil tender in hot, salted water, mash smooth, picking out the woody bits; add a beaten egg to every four parsnips, a teaspoonful of Hour, pepper and salt at your discretion, and enough milk to make into a thick batter; drop by the spoonful into hot lard and fry brown. Drain into a hot colander, and dish. French poultry fanciers who make a specialty of raising fowls for the market are now feeding their poultry with bar ley and steamed carrots. Their rapid fattening qualities are something won derful, and it is said that the roots also impart a peculiar flavor to the flesh that suits the taste of the F rench epicure ex actly. The long yellow carrots are con sidered the best for this purpose. Rupture JOB PRINTING. THE Gazette Job Printing House IS NOW PREPARED TO DO Plain and Ornamental Printing, Ai neat and Cheap as it can be done by any bill Heads, Alter mu Mote hearts. Ma omcnls, t oirriinmM. Ball Ticket. 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T., Feb. 10, 1879. W. J. Home, Proprietor California Elastic Truss Co., 702 Market street, San Francisco Sir. The Truss I purchased of you about ono ear ago has proved a miracle to me. I have been ri tur ed forty years, and worn dozensof different kinds of Trusses, all of which have ruined my health, as they were injurious to my back and spinel Your valuable Truss is as easy as an old shoe, and is worth hundreds of dollars to me, as it affords me so much pleasure. I can and do advise all, both ladies and gentlemen, afnicted, to buy any wear your modern improved Elastic Truss imme diately. I never expect to be cured, but am satisfied and happy with the comfort it gives me to wear it. It was the best $10 i ever invested in my life. You can refer any one to me, and I will be glad to answer any letters on its merrits. I remain, yours respectfully, D. B. Bunnell. Latest Medical Endorsements. Martinez., Cal., Feb. 17, 1879. W. J. Heme, Proprietor California Elastic Truss Co., 702Market street, S. F. Sir : In re gard to your California Elastic Truss, I would say that 1 have carefully studied its mechanism, ap plied it in practice, and do not hesitate to say that for all purposes for which Trusses are worn it is the best Truss ever offered to the public Yours truly, J. H. Carothers, M D, Endorsed by a prominent Medical In. stlnte. Saw Francisco, March 6, 1879. W. J. Home, Esq. 8lr: You ask my opinion of the relative merits of your Patent Elastic Truss, as compared with other kinds that have been tested under my observation, and in reply I frankly state that from the time my attention was first called to their simple, though highly mechanical and philosophical construction, to gether with easy adjustability to persons of all ages, forms or sizes. I add this further testimony with special pleasure, that the several persons who have applied to me for aid in their special cases of rupture, and whom I have advised to use yours, all acknowledge their entire satisfaction, and consider themselves highly favored by the possession of the improved Elastic Truss. Yours truly, Bael w J. Smith, M. D. Proprietor Hygienic Medical Institute, 635 California street, San Francisco. A REMARKABLE CURE. San Fbancibco, Oct 28, 1879. W. J. Home, Proprietor California Elastic Truss, 702 Market street, San Francisco Sir I am truly grateful to you for the wonderful CURE your valuable truss has effected on my little boy. The double truss I purchased from you has PER FECTLY CURED him of his painful rupture on both sides in a little over six months. I he steel truss he had before 1 bought yours caused him cruel torture, and it was a happy day for us all when he laid it aside for the California Elastic Tarss. I am sure that all will be thankful who are providentially led to give your truss a trial. You may refer jmy one to me on this subject Yours truly, ' ft'a. Punir, 633 Sacramento Street. This is to crtify that I have examined the son of Wm Peru, and find him PERFECTLY CURED of Hernia on both sides. L. D.xteb Lyfobd, M. D. Surgeon and Physician. Trusses forwarded to all parts of the United States at our expense on receipt of price. Mend Stamp tor Illustrated Catalogue and Prlee a.isi. Giving full information and rules for measuring. California Elastic Truss Co. 702 Market Street, S. F. HAL 3LVS SAFE AND LOCK CO. CAPITA I, $1,000,000. General Office and Manufactory, CINCINNATI, OHIO. Pacific Branch, All and 213 California St., San Francisco. CI11S. H. DODD & CO., .'PORTLAND, Agents for Oregon and Washington Ter HALL'S PATENT CONCRETE FIRE-PROOF SAFES. Have been tested by the most disestrous ct nfla gratinns in the country. They are thoroughly fire proof. They are free from dampness. Their snperiority is beyond question. Although about 150,000 of these safes are now in use, and hundreds have been tested by some of the most disastrous conflagrations in the country, there is not a sii.gle instance on record wherein one of them ever failed to preserve its contents perfectly. HALL'S PATENT DOVETAILED TENON AND GROOVE BURGLAR-PROOF j-Airiiieif!. Have never been broken open and robbed by burglars or robbers. Hall's burglar work is protected by letters patent, and his work cannot be equaled lawfully. His patent bolt is superior to any in use. Ills patent locks caunot be picked bv the most skillful experts or burglars. By one ol tne greatest improvements known, the Gross Automatic Movement, our locks are operated withont any arbor or spindle passing through the door and into the lock. Our locks cannot be opened or picked by bur glars or experts, (as in case of other locks), and wa win put ironi $i,uuu o $iu,uuu oenma tnem any time arainst an eoua! amount. THET ABE THE BEST SAFE Made in America, or any other country. One Tliousaud Dollars To any person who c.n prove that one of Hairs patent burglar-proot sates has ever been broken open and robbed by burglars up to the present time. C. W. Pool, Tbaveling Agent. Office with O. H. Dodd A Co., Portland, Oregon C. B. PARCKLLS, Manager, S. F. AUGUST KNIGHT, Cabinet Maker, UNDERTAKER, Cor. Second and Monroe Sts., CORVALLIS, OaMMMMT. Keeps constantly on hand all kinds of FUBNITUHE COFFINS AND CASKETS. Work done to order on short notice, and at reasonable rates. CorvaliU. Jan. 1. 1!77. ll.ltf