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Mann FCBLIgHED EVKEY FRI1AY BY COLL. VAN CLEV K ALBANY, OREGON. GODFREY'S KEEPSAKE. ' Give me a keepsake ! " Godfrey had said, -when we knew that we must part for three long years. So, while my tears fell fast, and my heart throbbed heavily in pain. I knitted a purse for my betrothed. I wanted it to be unlike other purses, so I wove it into a fan tastic pattern of, milk-white .beads, npon the dark green silk, and with this 1 wrought the initials G. for Godfrey and H. for Helen with a true lover"s knot of white silk. "While I plied the shining needles, putting my daintiest stitches into the gift I was knitting, I thought only of Godfrey, my lover, my hero among men. He was not very handsome, but tall, large, and with a wiry, elastic frame that told of its strength in every move ment. He had a hot temper, I had been told, but I never saw any indica tion of it. To me he was tender as a woman, for I was thrown upon his pro tection strangely. I was a dressmaker when he first knew me, though I had once been the heiress of wealth, had received a good education, had traveled every summer in my own country, and sp ?nt one year abroad.. Jtty latner Uiedwuen I was lb, and left his fortune to his wife. Two years after my mother married, and after sis months she too died, leaving her money to her hnsband, trusting utterly in his love to provide for me. as he was an old man, childless, and pro fessing a fatherlv tenderness for me. My mother was but a month dead when my stepfather coldly advised me to learn a trade, aeemg my amaze ment, he informed me that my mother's will disinherited me, and he had no m tention of supporting me in idleness, though he would give me a home until I learned to support myself. in my indignation X turned to my Old friends. A few only a very lew gave Sympathy and advice. One alone eave me practical help. Mrs. Ray mond, a schoolmate of my mother's, a widow, and with but a small income, took me to her home, and under her care and protection I learned my trade as u".v stepiatner naa advised I was very lonely at first, feeling keenlv the greatwrong done me, bitter lv resenting the fact that the money my father had earned by honorable toil for his wife and child was in a stranger hands, and fretting over the new con finement of my work. But when I had been a month in my new home Godfrey returned there. 1 had learned to re SDect and admire him from his mother' constant, loving references of him, but he had been three years away then, and I had never met him. When he came I loved him, and he learned to love me. But our love was cloud el by the fact that another absence of three years would soon take Godfrey from me. He was in a commercial house that sent him abroad as purchaser of goods in the European cities, and he was ex pected to remain three years at a time. His position was not sufficiently lucrative then for him to take a wile abroad, though he hoped it would soon be so. There was some talk of an immediate marriage, but it was not carried into effect, as we felt an implicit faith in each other's constancy. In the spring time we parted, I to remain with Mrs. Raymond, Godfrey to write often. One of his sorrows was the uncertainty of letters, as he trav eled constantly and had often missed his mother's, when he did not exactly take the route he proposed on his writ ing to her. In the purse I had knitted I put a locket containing my miniature ami a lock of my hair, and he promised never to past with either gift. It is uselees to try to write of our loneliness after son and lover left us. We worked faithfully, for I wanted to take a little marriage portion to God frey, and for a year we lived our quiet, uneventful lives, hearing frequently from Godfrey, writing by every steamer. Then sorrow came like a lightning stroke. Mrs. Raymond dropped dead of heart disease without any warning of danger. I cannot dwell upon my grief. It was losing another mother, for I loved her fondly, and she had given me truer, warmer affection than my own mother, devoted to fashion, gayety and dress, had ever done. While I was wonder ing where to turn, for I could not keep up alone the little house we had shared, my uncle came to see me. I had but a dim recollection of him when he sent his card to my room, but when I went to meet him my dead father seemed to stand before me. "Helen," he said, taking my hand, m why did you not write to me when your mother died, leaving you at the mercy of the unprincipled scoundrel she named." I thought you had forbidden us to write." v "I did resent your mother's mar . riage. It was an insult to your father's memory, but I never dreamed of the monstrous wrong done you. Only to Jlav. firoine to her lawyer for your ad dress, I learned of the will that deprives my brother's child of the inheritance he Jeft in her mother's care ! You must come with me. I have one child, your cousin, who was named as you were, for xny mother, and who is just your age. I wish," he added with a sigh, " I could say she was strong, well and beau tiful as you are ; but she has been a cripple since she was ten years old ; she is slowly dying of consumption. Will you not come and be her sister ?" As he spoke he took me in hi3 arms and kissed me tenderly. My own father's face seemed bending over me aa I gladly consented to go with him wherever he wished. I wrote hurriedly to Godfrey, for there was much to do. Already the tidings of his mother's death had gone to him, but I wrote to tell him that my uncle had come to take me to Walnut Hill, near Cincinnati, and begged him to write to me there. a- asmn n T was settled iu my new -roiwimed with cordial love, I u.in to Godfrey, telling him of flftiMin. Nellie, and how ;a- oHa was failing. I dwelt ten . j breast, holding my hand, when she had C fl t J I C V ' Deen sister for nearly a year. l My uncle's grief was softened by my presence. It had been my cousin's care to tell me of all his wishes and tastes, and I tried to repay his love for me by filling a daughter's place in every way. But after these two years I have described, Godfrey's letters ceased. Again and again steamers came in, and no letter came to me. I wrote to vari ous points where he had been, and re ceived no answer. Finally my uncle wrote to the house in whose employ he traveled. They sent an immediate an swer : Mr. Raymond had resigned his place, and had gone with an exploring party to Central Atnea. That was all. If he had found an other love he did not bid the eld one farewell. Without word or sign he went from my life. Six years passed away, and my step father died. In his will he restored to me my father's property, nearly doubled by successful investments. 1 was m d' ftVrent to wealth when it came to me. My uncle supplied every want, and had willed uis propertv to me, but he was glad that my lost inheritance came back to me, Irom his own sense ot justice In the six years I had lived at Walnut Hil 1 had gone into society, had read and studied, keeping my uncle s house, and leaving no spare time for sorrowful meditation. I had suitors, made friends, but the heart that I had given Godfrey would not open lor new love, jt aise or true, Godfrey was the one love of my me, and I would have no other I was twenty-eight years old, and ten years had elapsed since my first meet ing with Godfrey, when my uncle's death once more threw me on the world alone. With all his wealth added to my own, I was without one living rela tive, and strangely desolate. I never made intimate friends, and my home became hateful to me. I left it in the care of a housekeeper, and with one paid companion, Mrs. Lee, I returned to my old home, New York, for a visit. In the hotel where I took a suit of rooms 1 met one of my old schoolmates. She had been one ef the few who had visited me when I was earning my living at a sewing machine, and had given me her dresses to make ; so we mat cordially. hnroa with TY1A We have been married nine long years, and live m our own home at Wal nut Hill ; but Godfrey travels yet. lov ing a roving life, while I accompany him at home or abroad. There are no children in our home, but we do not miss them, I having no love that is not all my husband's, he caring for no affec tion but mine. We try to do good out of our vast wealth, keeping a charity fund ever in active circulation, and never closing heart or purse to those poorer than ourselves. Long ago my husband burned the photograph of the grave over which he had dropped bitter tears ; but he still keeps and cherishes the green purse I knitted so long &so for a koensake. THE WHEAT CROP. An Kt iuiKte or the Yield for 18 74 as Compared wltH Previous Years. On the important question of the probable wheat yield in England this year, and the prospects of an increased or diminished export from the United States, the New York Daily Bulletin of the 1st inst. publishes the following : The latest mail brings a summary of the agricultural returns of the British Board of Trade, which confirms the im pression hitherto entertained, that there is this year an increase of acreage under wheat as compared with last. The fol lowing is an abstract of returns, and shows the number of acres in Great Britain under wheat, barley, oats, and potatoes: Year. K73. 1K74. Wheat, i Barley, Oats, I Potatoes, acre. ecres. i acres. acres. a,.yjfi. ;i.-7 i. si, ait,tf i &s4,6kk :), 4!H),U0 2,335,913 1 2,67B,227 514,f.S2 3.632.003!2.2!7.9S32 596.367 520.42H gentle natience. ber wiu- 1 ..MbiMiii. and the sorrow of her ather, and told of my hope ot com forting him, when the bereavement that was hastening to him should come. This letter never reached Godfrey. I received letters from him irregu larrr. for he was moving constantly, but ewer loving and hopeful, looking for ward to his return, planning for our future. My happy, peaceful We at Walnut Hill was only clouded by the jrradual failing of my cousin Nellie, wto sank to rest upon her father's You must come home with me she urged. " I am married, you know, and my husband has a home at Nyack -on-the-Hudson. We have two little girls and a baby boy. I am only here on a shopping excursion, and going back to-morrow. You must go with me." She was very cordial, and when her husband, Mr. Liaccelles, was introduced to me, he added his entreaties to those of his wife, and I was easily persuaded to make a visit to Nyack. Here, Marion playfully overhauled my wardrobe, and made me alter and change to her taste "You look about twenty-two or three, though I know vou are older," she said to me. " and you dress like fifty ! You must let me dress you." So my dresses were flounced and trimmed, soft lace relieving the deep black I had worn since my uncle's death ; my hair was crimped, and Ma rion fussed over me as if I was one of her own little girls. I hail been six weeks at Nyack, when the little girl told me one morning, with the appearance of imparting weighty tidings, that Uncle Ray was coming home, and a few minutes after Marion came to my room. " We are to have company,'" she said. "Your brother?" " So the children have told you. They call him Uncle Ray, but he is not a relative. He is an intimate friend of Mr. Lanceiles. They were at school together, and for years in the same business house. Three years ago Ray came here and made us a visit of over two months, returning to Europe. He travels constantly, restlessly Come with me while I get his room ready, and I will tell you more about him. " " He is not rich," she said, " but he earns enough to live upon by writing for some of the leading journals. Alone in the world, since we have had a home he leaves many of his valuables with us, fearing to lose them if he takes them with him. You must never betray me, but I will show you a box he left the last time he was here, that I am to destroy if he dies abroad." As she spoke, Marion opened a cabi net and took out a small box, which she unlocked with a key she took from her own pocket. In this box were a few small parcels. One, an envelope, held a photograph of a grave, a tall white marble shaft, and upon it; " Helen Graham W elites, Aged, twenty" My heart seemed to stop. Tearing open the next package, I saw the silk purse, with the initials H. G. in milk white beads upon the green ground. I must have fainted, for the next thing I remember was the touch of cold water on my face, and Marion looking anxiously at me. ' Oh, Helen 1" she cried, " Do for give me ! I never noticed the name on the tombstone. No wonder you faint ed." " She was my cousin," I said, and again a deathly faintness held me silent. " She was engaged to Ray," said Ma rion, " and died while he was in Eu rope. My husband was with him when he saw her death m the paper. He says he never saw such intensity of sor row. Ray gave up his business, and joined a party going to Africa. When he was here, three years ago, he went to Cincinnati and visited her grave bringing home this picture." " So near me and I unconscious ! So faithful and I ignorant ! Oh, Godfrey ! Uodlrev ! " You call him Ray ?' I Baid. " Mr. Lanceiles always called him so His name is Raymond Godfrey Ray mond. JJid your cousin tell you ? I told her of the error, and she actu ally wept, too, to think of the long years of sorrow and sepatation we had suffered. She made me lie down, and fussed about me as if I had had a fit of illness. The next day she insisted on me put ting off my black dress, and dressed me herself in white, with pale violet rib bons. She arranged my hair, my dress, to suit herself, and then she whispered "Godfrey Raymond came last night. We have told him all, and he is waiting m the sitting-room for you. I went -down trembling. Had his heart been true as mine ? Was 1 so changed that he could not recognize his old love ? Should I know the dear face I never hoped to see again ? All these questions pressed upon my heart as opened the door of the sitting-room. A tall hgure, a bearded face, pale as death, but Godfrey's face, loving, ten der and true, were before me. One mo ment, and every doubt vanished. He was mine, as he had been ten years ago. One clasp of his hand, one cry from his heart, " Helen !" and the years of sepa ration melted away, like the dream of a night, Thus it appears that there are 141,- 683 acres more under wheat than last year, with a . proportionate decrease in the area under barley and oats. The increase in the wheat acreage is somewhat over four per cent., but to this apparently must be added an uncer tain increase in crop from improved yield, for we have no confirmation of the reports sent by cable a few days ago, that the yield was likely to be deh cient, and it is not easy to imagine how such reports could have been sent here, for we have had nothing by subsequent mail accounts to countenance such a statement. On the contrary, we find Mr. Caird, admittedly the highest of grain authorities in England, assuming an increase of yield, in the following strain : ' ' Between the increase of acre age and the increase of yield and quali ty, 1 estimate the wheat crop of 184 as at least 3,000,000 quarters better than the deficient crop of 1873. Taking the crop at thirty bushels an acre and then deducting: for seed, noiue growtu avail ahle for consumption will urobablv ex ceed 13,000,000 quarters. As the petato crap, both in Ireland and in this coun try is verv rjromisinfir. the consumption of wheat is not likely to exceed 22,000,- 000 quarters. The foreign supply re quired will thus be 9,000,000 quarters. The general reports of foreign crops, and especially the abundance of that of France, lead me to the conclusion that we shall get this quantity at probably 45 shillings a quarter, or for about 20,000,000. The home crops of 1872 and 1873 required to be supplemented by an importation of 12,643,000 and 11,892,000 quarters respectively, or an average of 12,250,000 quarters for each year. The price of this was nearly 60 shillings a quarter, making an outlay on foreign wheat of upward of 36, 000,000 as the average of each of these years. There is thus every probability that the good wheat harvest of the pres ent year will save us between 15,000, 000 and 16,000,000 in the cost of for eign corn." These remarks so fully work out the bearings of the enlarged wheat crop as to call for no further comments. One fact, however, is not mentioned by Mr. Caird, which has an important bearing on tho prospect of English demand for wheat, viz., that the British granaries are empty. Our Cuisine. The Archduke Alexis, son of the Em peror of all the Russias, and James W. Parkinson, son of nobody but his plebeian father and mothers are at issue. The Archduke Alexis had, m the de scription of his travels in America, so far forgotten the dignity of his high position as to touch on American cooks and kitchens, and not in a way flatter ing to either. James W. Parkinson, of Philadelphia, for forty years an Ameri can cook, restaurateur ano caterer to the gastronomical tastes of the inhabit ants of the City of Brotherly Love, has come forward as the champion of his country, his country's cooks and kitchens, and demonstrated how little an Archduke may know about cooking. Snatching a few moments' leisure from the arduous labors of his profession, he has entered the lists against his im perial antagonist and come out tne victor. Indeed, after reading Mr. Parkinson's defense of American dishes, we feel a just pride in our national cookery. The Duke is no match fot the cook when the scene of the contes is the kitchen ; and he fares about as well there as Parkinson would before a Russian needle-gun. The Grand Duke had the rashness to say that in America there are no American cooks and no American dishes. What a terrible awakening he must have had from his imperial slumbers when Parkinson sallied out of his restaurant in Phila delphia and appeared in the panoply oi print, a living American cook, deter mined to convince Alexis of his exist ence and the existence of others like him. Alexis has now very good reason to believe that there are American cooks at least that there is one, Mr. James W. Parkinson, of Philadelphia. The Duke had said that he frequently requested the proprietors of American hotels to set before him some peculiar ly American dish. But the peculiarly American dish was never produced. His hosts assured him that the Ameri can cuisine was like that of France, and that the cooks in all the principal ho tels were Frenchmen. Mr. Parkinson tells his Imperial Highness that he went to the wrong source for the infor mation he needed. What do hotel keepers know about cooking ? The proprietors or keepers of American ho tels are not cooks, but capitalists. They are not men who, like the keepers of restaurants in France and Germany, have graduated in their profession, who have risen through all the degrees of cook, up to the digmtied position of hotel-keeper. The qualities that dis tinguish them are not a knowledge of the virtues of dishes, but a knowledge of business and remarkable organizing and executive ability. Of the art of cooking they know just as much and just as little as bankers, manufacturers and other capitalists. Parkinson grants that in most of our hotels the cooking department is under the charge of rench cooks, of such, tor the most part, however, as were not able to get along in the business in their own country. This he says accounts for the fact that hotel tables frequently pre sent such wretched fare, while the tables of wealthy private gentlemen afford such excellent eating. As far as French cookery goes, the French get the credit of a great deal that does not belong to them at all. They have a wonderful ca pacity for adapting and appropriating to themselves the dishes of other na tions. It is too frequently a weakness of which foreigners are guilty to give .French names to their dishes, and thus, a great many dishes not French, at all come to be regarded as such. Only by a comparison of the dishes of the vari- ' How They Dissolved. Senator Jones, of Nevada, tells the following incident in the career of a queer character of the name of Poke bury, who some time back dwelt in Ne vada, a lawyer of some promise, who came to nothing through drink. Los ing all his clients, he went to mining, and joined a rough miner by the name of Spokes. At the end of a week Poke- bury appeared in town with a black eye, a swollen nose, and lacerated garments. Of course we were anxious to know all about it. " Well, you see," said he, "Bill and were partners, and I like Billy, for he s a well-meming man for an unedu cated cuss. But Billy and I dissolved partnership, we settled and struck east wise we struck each other, and jbjii settled. Our farst little difference was of an astronomical character. We di vided the day different. Billy divided on six a. m., and I divided on ten a. m. and Billv. instead of allowing for as tronomical difference, said I was a lazy dosr. But I didn t mind that for .Billy was my partner, you see, and had a right to his views. Then we differed on aD- lution. Billy abluted before breakfast, and said I was a dirty dog, for, you see, I alwavs ablute after breakfast. But I didn't mind that, for people will differ, and so long as the difference don't affect business, what s the odds isut tne third difference was just a little too much for me. We were sitting down to beans and slap-jacks, and Billy blow ins about mv being a greedy dog, when suddenly the fellow said to me, I'd thank you lor those molasces. xnis was too much ; no man can say 'those molasses' to me and live, and I just took him in the countenance with a right hander that settled him and his insulting bad grammar together. That s the way we dissolved. I'm in town and I guess Bill will be here in a couple of weeks." Harper' h Drawer. The Solemn Book Agent. He was tall, and solemn, and digni fied. One would have thought him a Roman Senator, on his way to make a speech on finance, but he wasn't singularly enough, he wasn't. He was a book agent. He wore a linen duster, and his brow was furrowed with many care-lines, as if he'1 had been obliged to tumble out of bed every other night of his life to dose a sick child. He called into a tailor shop on Randolph street, removed his hat, took his " Lives of Eminent Philosophers " from its cambric bag, and approached the tailor with, " I'd like to have you look at this rare work." " I haf no time," replied the tailor. "It is a work which every thinking man should delight to peruse," con tinned the agent. " Zo ? " said the tailor. " Yes, it is a work on which a great deal of deep thought has been ex pended, and it is pronounced by such men as Wendell Phillips to be a work without a rival in modern literature." " Makes anybody laugh when he zees it ? " asked trie tailor. "No, my friend, this is a deep, pro found work, as I have already said. It deals with such characters as Theocri tus Socrates and Plato and Ralph Waldo Emerson. If you desire a work on which the most eminent author of our day has spent years of study and .re search, you can find nothing to compare with this." " Does it shpeak about how to glean cloze?" anxiously asked the man of the goose. " My friend, this is no recipe-book, but an eminent work on philosophy, as 1 have told you. Years were con sumed in preparing this volume for the press, and none but the clearest mind could have grasped the subjects herein discussed. If you desire food for deep meditation you have it here." "Doesdis pook say sumding about der Prussian war ?" asked the tailor, as he threaded his needle. "My friend, this is not an everyday book, but a work on philosophy a work which will soon bo in the hands of every profound thinker in the coun try. What is the art of philosophy ? This book tells you. Who were and who are our philosophers? Turn to these pages for a reply. As I said be fore, I don't see how you can do with out it ? " "Und he don't haf anydings about some fun, eh ? " inquired the tailor, as the book was held out to him. " My friend, must I again inform you that this is not an ephemeral work not a collection of nauseous trash, but a rare, deep work on philosophy. Here, see the name of the author. That name alone, sir, should be proof enough to your mind that the work cannot be surpassed for profundity of thought. Why, sir, Gerrit Smith testifies to the greatness of this volume ' " " I net knows Mr. Schmidt I make no clothes mit him," returned the tail or, in a doubtful voice. " Then you will let me leave your place without having secured yur name to this volume ! I -cannot believe it ! Behold what research ! Turn these leaves and see these gems of rich est thought ! Ah ! if we only had such minds and could wield such a pen ! But, we can read, and in a measure, we can be like him. Every family should have this noble work. Let me put your name down ; the book is only twelve dollars " Zwelve dollar for der pook ! Zwelve dollar, und he has noddings about der war, und no fun in him, or say nod dings how to glean cloze ! What you BUSINESS CARDS. JOHN CONNER, Banking AND Exchange Offiige, ALBANY, OREGON. A. W. GAMBLE, M. D., PHYSICIAN, SURGEON, Etc. Office on First St., over Weed's Grocery Store Residence opposite late residence of John C. Men denhall, near the Foundry, First street, Albany October 22 1H73. Webfoot M arket! CHARLES WILSON Having leased tbe Webfoot Market, on First street, adjoining Grmdwobrs, respectfully asks a share of tbe public patronage. The market will be kept con stantly supplied with all kinds of fresh meats. Call and see. E The highest cash price paid for Hides. CHARLES mt&OX. Albany, AugiiBt 14, 1874. Deposits received subject to check at sight. Interest allowed on time deposits in coin. Exchange on Portland, San Francisco and New York for Bale at lowest rates. Collections made and promptly remitted. Refers to II. W. Oorbett, Henry Failing, W. S. Ladd. Banking hours from 8 a. m. to 4 p. m. Albany, Feb. 1, 1874. 22v6 D. M. .TONES. J. LINPEY HTTjTj. JONES k HILL, SURCEONS, Oregon. PHYSICIANS AND Albany, 37vfi J. w. Attorney and BALDWIN, Counselor at Law, Will practice in aH the Courts in the Second, Third and Fourth Judicial Districts, in the Supreme Court of Oregon, and iu the U. 8. District and Circuit Courts. - Office in Parrisb brick (up-stairs), in office occu pied by the late N. H. Cranor, First street, Albany, Oregon. tolSvfi D. B. RICE, M. D., SURCEON AND PHYSICIAN. Office, First-st., Betteeen Ferry and Washington. Residence, Third street, two blocks below or east of Methodist Church, Albany, Oregon. v5n40 W. H. McFaiiand, (I.ate M. M. Harvey & Co.,) Next Door to Conner's Bank, ALBANY, OREGON. STOVES, RANGES, Force and Lift Pumps, Lead and Iron Pipe, Hollow Ware, House Furnishing Hardware, Tin, Copper 1 Sheet Iron Ware. LARGEST STOCK IN THE VALLEY. LOWEST PRICES EVERY TIME. REPAIRING PROMPTLY 00NE. June 11, 1M74. J. C. POWELL. L. FliYNN. POWELL & FLYNN, Attorneys and Counselors at Law, AND SOLICITORS IN CHANCERY, (L. Flinn, Notary Public), Albany, Oregon. Collec tions and conveyances promptly attended to. Albany Book Store. JNO. FOSHAY, Dealer in Miscellaneous Books, School Books, Blank Books, Stationery; Fancy Articles, fcc. - Books imported to order at shortest possible no tice. vGn30 DR. GEO. ous nations can their relative merit's be take me for, mister? Go right away A Joke on Ben Butler. The General spoke his piece for the second time in the Essex campaign on Saturday evening, to an audience of about 400 citizens of the fishing and ship-building town of Essex. The Gen eral proceeded to discuss the financial problem, and, while he was holding all men to pay their honest debts, a spoon was lowered by means of a string through the scuttle of the roof, and hung like a specter in mid-air. A giggle was heard from the audience, and it soon assumed the proportions of a roar. The General tried to continue, but was several times interrupted. He failed at first to observe the objectionable arti cle of table use. Gen. Butler finally placed his eye upon it and gazed from right to left, without a word to say. He again attempted to proceed, but only again to be interrupted. FinaUy, he shook his handkerchief and straight ened himself, and remarked, "Well, I should think that is about as good an argument as I can be opposed by." The spoon wiggled in the air, and the Gen- ral continued, " There must be some opposition in this town." Laughter ana applause. Boston Transcript. ascertained, and 31r. Parkinson pro poses that, at the Centennial -Exposi tion to take place m r'hilaaeiphia, such comparison should be instituted. The result, he predicts, would be that many of our own best dishes would be rapidly introduced to the favor of other nations. To convince the Russian Grand Duke that he was not rightly informed as to the merits of the American cuisine, Mr. Parkinson displays a bill of fare made up of American dishes which ought to I make his noble moutn to water when he thinks what there is in store for him should he be so fortunate as ever to visit these shores again. In the first place there is the American oyster, large, sweet, delicious, glorious, unlike its pigmy caricature called by the same name in France. And then Mr. Park inson presents them prepared in the va rious ways, all of which are peculiarly American, fried, roasted, stewed, scol loped, panned, boiled, griddled, and spiced. Next come our American soft shell crabs, our turtles and terrapins, of which Europe lives in blissful ignor ance. Canvas-back ducks, the flu ly game in the world, and our turkeys, so far superior to those of Europe, follow after. Among our fish there is the shad, the sheep's-head, rock-fish, codfish, hal ibut, brook and lake trout. Wild duck, squab, grouse, quail, reed-bird, plover, prairie-chicken, the bufialo, antelope, bear opossum, mountain sheep, the rabbit, and woodchuck are mentioned as samples of our game. In the vege table kingdom, among our specialties are the tomato aud cranberry. In the region of ice-cream, sweetmeats and desserts generally we beat the world. Nor will the champion of the Ameri can cooks and cookery allow that wo are wanting in originality in our dishes, as is proved by the New England chow der, our pumpkin pies, buckwheat cakes, corn mush, corn-starch pudding, White Mountain cake, Washington cake, etc., etc. Chicago Tribune. Civilities in Japan. It is most amusing to see two Japa nese acquaintances meet. The amount of scraping and bowing gone through at such times is something tremendous. When within skirmishing distance about twelve yards each one endeav ors to put his head between his knees, blowing away like a porpoise aU the while. This operation they repeat as they approach each other, and then stand looking at one another's toes for about three minutes with the liveliest satisfaction depicted on their counte nances. Suddenly a brilliant idea seems to strike one of them, which he commu nicates to his companion in tones of gracious condescension. The other is of course so much struck w th the orig inality of the remark that liMs perforce obliged to bow to the ground in admira tion of his friend's genius. After an in terval of three minutes devoted to grin ning at each other's toes, it is now the turn of No. 2 to have an inspiration, which, as in the first case, electrifies the listener. Then follows another round of bowing, and so on, ad lib itum. -"I Abimelech Jarvis, of Iowa, has a magnificent mustache, which comes down, long and heavy, on each side of his mouth, and he is not a little proud of it. He was greatly shocked at a camp-meeting, not long since, by ob serving a near-sighted old lady give her daughter a nudge with her elbow and inquire, " Miranda, who is that there feller with a horse shoe on his face ?" mit dat pook or I call der bolice and haf you locked uj pooty quick ! " Detroit Jiree Fress. iy e W. GRAY, 1ST T Albany, Oregon. T Office in Parrisk Brick Block, corner First and erry streete. Kfjidence. corner irifEO and r erry streets. Office hours from 8 to 12 o'clock a. in. and 1 to 5 o'clock p. m. 18vC Epizootics Distanced. THE BAY TEAM STILL LIVES, And is flourishing like a green bay tree. -Thankful for past favors, and wishing to merit the continu ance of the same, the BAY TEAM will always be ready, and easily found, to do any hauling within the city limits, for a reasonable compensation. ixr delivery oi goods a Rpeciaity. 20v5 A. N. ARNOLD, Proprietor. V. C. TWEEDALE, Dealer in Groceries, Provisions, Tooacco. Cigars Cutlery, Crockery, and Wood and Willow Ware. Albany, Oregon. S3T Call and see Uim. 24v5 A Frog Devours an Alligator. Mark Twain's jumping frot; has been outdone by a huge specimen of his kind in this city. Persons in the habit of walking along Charles street, near Ba con, are familiar with the tank in Snow's apothecary store, with its numerous goldfish, which, with a monster frog, two alligators, and a turtle, formed what seemed to be a harmonious and happy family. But appearances in this case, as in eo many others, were de ceptive. The huge frog, whose swollen figure was so conspicuous at the side of the tank toward the window, was a most voracious monster, devouring other frogs, as well as making a dainty meal off the delicate goldfish. A few days ago one of the alligators, eleven inches long, was missing, and, after search had been made everywhere else, it oc curred to the owner of the tank to ex amine the inside of the frog, though it hardly seemed reasonable to suppose that he had swallowed the alligator. But on opening his mouth it was clear that this was the case, and by putting the finger down the frog's throat the body of the alligator, somewhat soft ened, but not decomposed, was brought up from the unbounded stomach of the huge croaker. We are glad to bo able to state, for the satisfaction of mothers with small children living in the neigh borhood, that the frog is to be sent away. Boston Globe. Two Gentlemen. There are no distictions of rank when people are in need. Here is one inci dent of many which pleasantly illus trate this : An old Scotchman was tak ing his grist to mill in sacks thrown aotoss the back of his horse, when the animal stumbled, and the grain fell to the ground. He had not strength to raise it. being an aged man, but he saw a horseman riding along, and thought he would appeal to him for help. But the horseman proved to be the nobleman who lived in the castle hard bv. and the farmer could not muster courage to ask a favor of him, But the nobleman was a gentleman, also, and, not waiting to be asked, he quickly dismounted, and between them Lucy inceu. me grain w but? uuibo John for he was a gentleman too lifted his Kilmarnock bonnet, and said : " My lord, how shall 1 ever thank you for your kindness ?" "Very easily, John," replied the no bleman. " Whenever yon see another man in the same plight as you were in just now, help him, and that will be thanking me." An Example to Bkkcheb. If Beecher were as spunky as that Missouri preach er he would have been out of the woods long ago. When they started a slander about that Missouri preacher he ex claimed from the pulpit : This dia bolical story about me and Mrs. Pod hammer is an infernal lie, and if I can't snatch the son-of-a-saw-horse everlast ingly baldheaded who started it, then pronounce me a bob-tailed pnrp and kick me ten miles hell wards." And that slander was settled. Graphic. The Metzler Chair Can be had at the following places : Harrleburs Sara May .luuction CitY Smith & Brasfleld Brownsville Kirk & Hume Halsey J. M. Morgau Scio .7. J. Brown Albany Graf & Collar A full supply cau also be obtained at my old shop on first street, Albany, Oregon. J. SC. MKTZLER ALBANY Foundry and Maine Slop, A. F. CHERRY, Proprietor, ALBANY, OREGON, Manufactures Steam Engines, Flour and Saw Mill Machinery, Wood-WorMng&Agricnltnral Machinery. And all kinilB of Iron and Brass Castings. Particular attention paid to renairins all kinds of machinery. 41v3 A. CAROTHERS & CO., DEALERS IN Drugs, Chemicals, Oils, Paints, Dyes, Class, Lamps, Etc. AU the popular PATENT MEDICINES, FINE CUTLERY, CIGARS, TOBACCO, NOTIONS, PERFUMERY, And TOILET GOODS. Particular care and promptness given physicians' prescriptions and family recipes. A. OAli'JllIEHS & CO. Albany, Oregon. 4v5 CiO TO THE BEE-HIVE STORE! TO BUY Piles! Piles! Why pay this damagiuc; and troublesome com plaint cannot be cured, when so mauy evidences of nuceess might be placed before you every day cures of supposed hopeless cases ? Your physician iuforms you that the longer you allow the complaint to exi-t, you lessen your chances for rein f. r, pcrience has taught this in all coxn. A. Carotners & Co.'s Pile Pills & Ointment Are aU they are recommended to be. Will cure Chronic, Blind and Bleeding Piles in a wry short time, and are coftvettfent to use. This preparation is sent by mail or express to any point within the United States at $1.50 per package. Address A. CWltOlUhHS & CO, 27v5 Box 33. Atabany, Oregon. JOHN SCHMEER, DEALER IK Groceries ana Provisions, ALBANY, OREGON, Has just opened his new grocery establishment, on Corner of Ellsworth and First Streets With a fresh stock of Groceries, Provisions, Candies, Cigars, Tobacco, &c, to which he invites the atten tion of our citiEeu. In connection with.the store he will keen a Bakery, and will always have on hand a full supply of fresh Brai, Crackers, &c. Cje"'"" Call aud see me, JOHN rCHMEER. February 10. 24v4 The Old Stove Depot Joint Briggs, Groceries, Provisions, Notions, &c, &c, &c, Cheap for Cash ! Country Proflnce of All Kinds Bongnt IW Merchandise or Cash. Dealer in Range Coot, Parlor and Box Stores ! OK THE BEST PATTERNS. Contempt is not a thing to be de spised. It may be borne with a calm and equable mind, bnt no man by lifting his head high can pretend that he does not perceive the scorns that are poureJ down upon him from above. -A. Hi s o , v Tin, Sheet Iron and Copper Ware, And the usual assortment of Furnishing Goods to be obtained in a Tin Store. Repairs neatly and promptly executed on reason able terms. Short Reckonings Make Long Friends. Front Street, Aubanv. Dec. 5, 1874. 1 FURNITURE, Everything ISTew. F1 GRAF & COLLAR, Manufacturer and Dealers iu URNITUR OF ALL KINDS. Bureans, Bedsteads, Tables, Sofas, Spring Beds, Chairt, Lounges, Etc., Always on band or made to order on the shortest Furniture repaired expeditiously and at fair rates. Salesroom and factory on Pint Street, near scnniecr'i uuKery. Albany, Feb. '28, 1874-25. GRAF & COLLAR This is tbe p'aoe to Ret the Best Bargains Ever Offered in Albany. Parties will always do well to call and s-e for them selves. H. WEED. First Street, Albany, Oregon. 82yfi Ye OIiD MEXICAN Mustang Liniment Was first known iu America. Tts merits are now well known throughout the habitable world. It has tbe oldest and best record of any Liniment 1o the world. From the millions upon millions of bottles sold not a simple complaint has ever reached us. As a Healing and Pain-Subduing Liniment it bas no equal. It is alike BENEFICIAL TO MAX AND BEAST. Sold by all Druggists. S.T.--I860--X. y OLD Homestead Tonic Plantation Bitters Is a purely Vegetable Preparation, composed of Calisaya Bark, Roots, Herbs and Fruits, among which will be found Sarsaparillian, Dandelion, Wild Cherry, Sassafras, Tansy, Gentian, Sweet F)a, etc.; also Tamarinds, Dates, Prunes and Juniper Berries, preserved tn a sufficient quantity (only) of the spirit of Sugar Cane to keep in any climate. They Invari ably relieve and cure the following complaints: Dyspepsia, Jaundice, Liver Complaints, Low of Appetite, Headache, Bilious Attack".., Fever and Ague, Summer Complaints, Sour Stomach, Palpita tion of the Heart, General Debility, etc. They are especially adapted aa a remedy for the diseases to which WO Ml E N Are subjected ; and as a tonic for the Aged, Feeble and Debilitated, have no equal. They are strictly in tended aa a Temperance Tonic or Bitters, to be used aa a medicine only, and always according to directions. ii Sold by all Fibst-Class Druggists. 9