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prBLISHED EVERT EHInAT BY COLL. VAN CLKVK. ALBANY, OREGON. SAY'S THAJTKSttlVING GUEST. "We should be thank fuller if we were going to have turkey, and plum pudding, and nuts, and raisins, and everything nice for dessert ; if we were going to have lots of company, and i- i ; : l l :i .1 xA liven ii uig uuuBts, xiao we uotru to. We should be a good deal thankfuller, shouldn't we, mamma?" said Say, with rather a rueful face at the cold joint of meat that was to serve as their Thanks giving dinner. " We ought to be just as thankful for what we have, my dear," said Mrs. Harris. " We'll make believe that we have just as good as anybody, and for get all about the turkey and plum pud ding. Poor folks should be just as thankful as rich ones." She tried to Bpeak cheerfully, but sharp-eyed little Say saw that her eyes were moist. "But I do want plum pudding. I sarnt be thankful !" shouted Will, in most unorthodox rebellion. And he be gan to cry lustily. " Be quiet, Will," said Say, " and I'll tell you the story mamma told me last night while you were sleeping." "No. no!" persisted Will. "I will liave " "Once there were two little brooks born side by side up in a great moun tain," began Say, and his tears were stayed with surprising suddenness. " Now these were merry little brooks, and they played together for a longtime in a little green hollow on the top of the mountain ; but when they grew larger and older, and their voices, so clear and Tinging, were heard far down in the valley, their queen thought it was time they should be doing something in the world, and bade them set out for the liver as soon as they could. And they were glad enough to obey her, for they were tired of running in one little green place." " I say I want plum pudding !" piped Will again, the absence of giants making the story rather tame to his critical ears. But Say went on, never heeding the interruption. " So they started togeth er one sunshiny morning. They took great leaps over the rocks ; they strug gled through little fairy forests of fern. When it was dark they sang to them selves to keep from being frightened : and when it was bright they laughed and shouted so that all the birds began to mimic them. And at last, after they had traveled very far, they found them selves in a merry green meadow. " ' What a wide world it is !' said one little brook, blinking its eyes with sur prise. " 'And what a bonnie one !' said the other, tripping a bluebell that stood in its way. " They found so many friends in the meadow that they could hardly get along for greeting this one and that one. There were the daisies, keeping house in little grassy tents, who sent them an invitation to dine. The roses nodded at them, and begged them not to hurry bo fast. The birds pressed them to at tend a grand concert in the woods near by. The buttercups rustled their satin dresses, and begged them to come and sit at their feet, if only for one mo ment ; and the bees, though they were always so busy, half promised to keep koliday with them, if they would wait. " 'Let us stay,' said one little brook to the other. ' See how dark onr path is growing before us ; and it is so pleas ant and sunny here, and there are such merry folks to keep us company. Sure ly we need not hurry to reach the river ; and we have traveled such a long dis tance. Why shouldn't we have a holi day now ? "But the other little brook said : " ' No. I have had holidays enough, and I shall hasten on. The queen said it was time I was doing some good in the world, and I lonjto be in the river and help carry the beautiful ships.' "'Well,' said the other little brook, you can go, but I shall stay here until nightfall. And when you are in that dreadfully dark wood, you will look back, at me playing in the sunshine, and wish you had stayed with me, I'm sure.' "So they kissed each other good-by over the nose of a bluebell, and went their separate ways. It was dark and fearful in the woods ; the trees frowned down on the little brook like tall grim giants, and it could not see the sky. But it kept heart by singing a merry song ; and, before it had time to grow discouraged, it reached the river. The great wide sky, without a cloud, was bending over it, and all the waves were filled with strange, beautiful voices. It felt great sails rustle over it ; it seemed to be carried along in the arms of cool winds, without any effort of its own ; and its heart was filled with a delight it had never dreamed of before. "Uut the little brook found it so pleasant in the meadows that he forgot after a while that there was any other life than that ; that there was anything to do in the world but to kiss a daisy bud and flatter a rose. When he did get tired of it at last, and remembered that he was on the way to the river, he found that he had lost his path ; and, after a long and vain search for it, final ly died of weariness in the noontide heat. And nobody remembered or cared anything about it, only a forlorn little bird, that had loved its singing. He came and mourned a little in its va cant place, but he thought, after all, what a foolish brook it was, for it might have lived forever, when it only lived day." Will looked rather bewildered, but seemed deeply impressed by the reward ed virtue of the good brook, and clam ored no more for plum pudding. Say had made the moral of the story rather more prominent than her mother had done when she told it to her. "Mamma," said Say, after a little serious meditation, " things happen to everybody else ; why doesn't anything happen to us? Everything's always just the same. Nobody comes to see as, and we never go to see anybody; and you do nothing but just work, work work, all the time. There is Hetty Eaton, she's poor, too, but her uncle came home Irom sea one day and brought her a parrot ; and sometimes two aunts come to see her. Then there's little Mary Murphy, she's awful poor ; her mother washes, but she's going to have company to-day. Her mother told her Bhe might invite Bridget Col lins. I wish I could invite somebody to dinner. Wouldn't it seem thank f slier to have somebody besides our selves, anyway?" "Who would you invite, my dear? said Mrs. Harris, laughing. " I don't know of any one who would be likely to come, with the exception of old Uncle Toby. He would be highly flattered by an invitation from you, I've no doubt" Uncle Toby was an old colored man, who sawed wood in the neighborhood, and with whom Say was very intimate. She was socially inclined, and made friends with him in the street. " Uncle Toby has been invited to his daughter's, and he is going to have turkey for dinner," said Say, regret fully. The unfortunate mention of turkey roused Will again, who, after the quiet ing influence f Say's story, had been meditatively pulling off the head of his sister's rubber doll. " Don't fret, Will, and I'll take you out to walk, after I have helped mamma set the table," said Say, coaxingly. t "Mamma, if I meet anybody while I'm out any very poor body, perhaps who would not be likely to have as good a dinner as ours, may I ask her to come and dine with us ? May I ask anybody that I please? I'll only ask one." And Mrs. Harris, whose thoughts were far away in happier Thanksgiving days, said yes, though she had not heed ed Say's question. So Say smoothed every wrinkle out of the snowy tablecloth, arranged all the dishes with the nicest care, and, after everything else was completed, she plucked a bright scarlet blossom from her geranium, and shading it in the most artistic manner with a few green leaves, placed it in the center of the table in a little crystal vase. The sun shine came in and made a great bright ness of its rich petals, the glasses sparkled like silver, and Say thought things did begin to look a little like Thanksgiving, after all. It was a clear bright day, with just enough snow on the ground to make it look like winter. Say's shoes were so thin and old that her feet were cold, but she had grown so light-hearted all of a sudden that she did not mind it at all. "Mamma says sometimes that she feels as if something were going to hap pen ; and I feel exzactly so now," she remarkedto Will, who trudged sturdily along by her side. " And it's something good, Will something very good, re member." "Use been good to-day, haven't I ?" said Will, doubtfully. He had implicit faith in Say, and the idea of any good thing's hap pening made him reflect that he might be shut out in the cold. The bad boys in Say's stories were always as merci lessly punished as the good ones were vigorously rewarded. " Well," pretty good," said Say, wish ing to be as indulgent as her conscience would allow. " I think I should be gooder if I were to have some candy," he remarked, as they stood before the tempting window of a confectioner's shop. Say never could pass that window without peeping in. It was a little con solation to be allowed to look at such good things. There was a great candy castle in the center, with a little candy lady standing in the door, taking a view of the tempting heaps of bonbons that were piled up in her door-yard. Will wished he were in her place. Then there were dainty little baskets full of chocolate cream-drops, and caramels, and wine-drops ; gilded sheaves full of rich-colored fruits, a great cake under a white frosting of lilies ; and in the midst of this wilderness of sweets, in the court-yard of the castle, played a clear little fountain, whose trickle was wonderfully suggestive of melted sugar. " Couldn't you get one, one checker berry peppermint ?" pleaded Will, catching at Say's dress. " No, dear, not to-day. I haven't any pennies. Some day I will." "Well, I can't be good without it," he announced, desperately ; and began to cry with all his might. " Dear me !" said Say ; "I ought to have known better than to stop here with him. Will, you must stop crying, or I shall take you home now. Some day I'll buy you a lot of candy, if you're good." " 'Tain't 'no use to be good," said Will, despairingly. " I has been good. " "What's the matter with the little boy ?" said a gentleman, who had been standing near by for some time, strange ly observant of Say's pretty, wistful face under the old red hood. " Wants candy," said Will, speaking for himself. Say blushed, and tried to draw him away from the spot, but a ray of hope had crept into his greedy little mind, and he refused to stir an inch. " Will you tell me what your name is ?" said the gentleman, coming near er, and bending . over poor mortified Say. " My name is Sarah Fairlee Harris," said she, smiling up into his face. " I like him. He looks good," she thought ; " and he is so handsome ! He looks like the picture of the brave knight in my story-book' The gentleman changed color, and looked down at the child's ragged old boots and faded gown with an expres sion in his face that troubled her very much. " And what's the name of the boy that wants candy ?" he said, pinching Will's chubby cheek. "William," said he, smiling with great amiability through his tears. "Well, I suppose he may as well have candy, if he wants it." And he rushed into the store, before Say could say a word. " O, Will ! what will mamma say ? You just the same as asked the gentle man to gi ve you candy !" Will could not be brought to feel his guilt, but expressed himself as being confident in his own goodness, and was quite satisfied with the world just then. In a few moments the gentleman ap peared, perfectly laden with dainties. Such a reckless profusion of chocolate cream-drops, caramels, cocoa-nut cakes and kisses had never fallen to the lot of either of the children before. " O, sir, how very good yen are !" Say exclaimed " But I am afraid mam ma will not like it. " As for Will, he could hardly believe his own senses ; and his eyes shone as much with wonder as delight. " Do you live near here ?" asked the gentleman. " I believe I used to know your mother. I used to know her when Bhe was a little girl, no larger than you are. Weren't you named for her ? You certainly are very like the little Say Fairlee I used to go to school with." "Why, how nice," said Say, "to think that you used to know mamma when she was a little girl ! I was named for her ; papa named me. " There was a bit of a cloud on her friend's face when she named papa that did not escape Say's notice. " If you used to know mamma once, p'raps you'd like to know her again. And I wish you'd come home with us," said she, artlessly. " I'd like to have you dine with us, and so would mamma, I'm sure, only " and she hesitated "we ain't going to have turkey or plum pudding ; not a nice dinner, at all. We are very poor, you know, and mamma has had to work very hard since papa died to get any dinners." " Then your papa is dead ?" " Yes," said Say, sorrowfully, " he's beea dead ever since Will was a wee bit of a baby a very long time." And she did not approve of the gentleman as highly as she had done, because he really looked pleased that her papa was dead. " I should be delighted to go home with you," said he. I'm a stranger in the village, and a hotel Thanksgiving dinner isn't likely to make one feel very thankful." " I'm afraid you won't like our din ner ; it's pretty bad, but then, we can have cocoa-nut cakes for dessert ; you bought so many." But before they reached home, her fears on that score had entirely vanished, and she was sure that Mr. Marsh he had told her what his name was was the very nicest gentleman she ever saw, as well as the handsomest. She chatted with him incessantly until she reached the door of their house. She confided to him all her little trials, all her little joys, and all mamma's grief and trouble, and he listened to her with such an in terested, sympathetic face ! "Won't mamma be s'prised?" she said, leading the way into the poor little kitchen, that served them as dining room, and sitting-room also. And mam ma was " s'prised " when she saw the tall stranger enter in such an unceremo nious way. " I invited some one to dinner H ex plained Say, triumphantly. " You surely haven't forgotten me entirely. Sarah ?" said the stranger, ap proaching her, and holding out his hand. " Frank !" she exclaimed, and grew so white that Say feared she was ill. Then, to the little girl's utter amaze ment, what did Mr. Marsh do, but put his arm around her and kiss her ! Say's sense of propriety was dreadfully shock ed, and she looked on with severity. But tilings grew worse and worse. Mamma put her hand on his shoulder, and cried, and he comforted her with all sorts of endearing words and tender assurances. And they talked about things that she did not understand at all something about a mistake and los ing a letter ; and all the while they seemed to forget that there was any one else but themselves in the world. Will, taking advantage of their absorbed state, had eaten all the cocoa-nut cakes. "Mydear little Say," said Mr. Marsh, at last, after they had said everything they had to say, ten times over, accord ing to Say's idea, and the forgotten dinner had grown quite cold on the ta ble, " you didn't know how dear a friend your mamma was to me. Do you know she promised to marry me long before she ever saw your papa ? Then some thing happened a mistake was made, and we were separated. She thought that I had ceased to care for her, and I thought she had ceased to care for me ; and we never found out the truth of the matter until it was too late. And now, after I have missed her all these long years, she has promised again to be my wife ; and if I have my way, we are to be married this very day. What do you say, Say will you be satisfied to have me for a papa ? Are you glad you invited me to come and dine with you ?" Then Say repented of her severity, and accepted him as her papa very gra ciously. " Mamma," she whispered, full of de light to see her so happy, " I think this is the thankfuilest Thanksgiving we ever had, after all !" And Will, with his mouth full of the remnants of the candy-feast, agreed with her fully. It was a thankful Thanksgiving, tru ly ; and after that there was a very dif ferent life for Say, and her mother, and WilL Mr. Marsh was a rich man, and he took them away from the miserable little place where they lived, to his own beautiful home in town, the very next day. He and Mrs. Harris were married in the morning, and Say stood up by her mother's side during the ceremony, the most dignified little bridesmaid in the world. And though she has never since been obliged to eat a cold dinner in a smoky little kitchen on Thanks giving day, she always looks back to it as the most delightful Thanksgiving day of her life. And so indeed do Mr. and Mrs. Frank Marsh, for its thankful ness has reached through all their other Thanksgiving days. Ballou's Monthly. The Grave of St. Patrick. Mr. Berry Fennell, writing in Land and Water, says : " One matter which I think will impress most strangers with a feeling of disappointed surprise is a visit to the Cathedral City of Down patrick. It is neither the city itself nor the fine substantial cathedral on the hill that evoke this feeling. They are well enough, trip, thriving, comfortable-looking on the whole, and need not fear comparison with other cathe drals or cathedral cities of Ireland. But something more than disappoint ment, something like indignant sur prise, takes possession of one on being led up to what' is said to be held sacred as the grave of St. Patrick, and which as such is visited, I am told, by multi tudes of Amernran strangers every year. It lies in the highest and most central position in the otherwise decently kept churchynrd surrounding Downpatrick Cathedral, and is the one spot of earth in the whole place that appears given up to complete neglect and desecration. Around are graves and gravestones, an cient and modern, all well-ordered and neatly kept, some showing the recent touch of hands directed by loving care, while the one which strangars would have expected to find most honored and revered is the only dishonored grave among them all. 'Thejunsightly -looking hole, unmarked by cross or slab, now half filled with loose rubble of broken bricks, stones and earth, is a disgrace to the people of Down, who, be they Protestants or Papists, in that they claim to be Chris tians, have an equal right to honor the resting-place of this faithful, fearless preacher of Christianity, who was the first to bring the gospel of truth into Ireland, the first to introduce the dawn of civilization among her then wholly barbarous princes and people, and whose feet first touched the Irish soil upon the shores of the County Down. I shall feel proud indeed if these ob servations will lead any one belonging to the neighborhood, or the county, to take some interest in the matter." The Human Pulse. The human pulse, in all ages of the world, has been consulted as an index of health or disease. It is a kind of dial within us which gives us both the meas ure of time and of health. The pulse of a person in health beats about seventy strokes in a minute, and the ordinary time of life is about sev enty years. In these seventy years the pulse of a temperate person beats2,570a 440,000 times. If no actual disorganiza tion should happen, a drunken person might live until his pulse beat this num ber of times ; but by the constant stim ulus of ardent spirits or by pulse-quickening food the pulse becomes greatly accelerated, and the two billion five hundred and seventy million four hun dred and forty thousand pulsations are performed in little more than the ordin ary term of human life, and life' goes out in forty or forty-five years instead of seventy. The Agents of Putrefaction. After examining the alterations pro duced in the living, we have to con sider those occasioned by fermentation in the dead. When life has retreated by slow degrees from all the parts of an organized being ; when, after all par tial deaths have occurred, total death has possessed the depths of the sub ject, and broken all the springs of its activity, the work of putrefaction be gins. Its task is to unmake this body, to destroy its forms and dissever its materials. The work to be done is to disorganize it, to reduce it into solids, liquids and gases, fit to go back again into the vast reservoir whence new life is incessantly issuing. This is the task that heat, moisture, air and germs; will undertake in unison. It is all performed with steady diligence. Nature knows no delays ; as soon as the body is cold, the protecting coating that covers all its surface, the epithelium decays in 5 laces, particularly the meister parts, 'he agents of disorganization, vibrios and bacteria, or rather the germ of these thread-like corpuscles, penetrate through the skin, wind into the small ducts, invade the whole blood, and by degrees all the organs. Soon they swarm everywhere, almost as numer ous as the chemical molecules in the midst of which they stir and circle. The albuminoid matters are decomposed into fetid gases, escaping into the air. The fixed salts, alkaline and earthly alkaline, slowly release themselves from the organic matters with which they combined to form the tissues. The fats oxidize and grow acrid ; the moisture dries away Everything volatile van ishes, and at the end of a certain time, nothing remains save the skeleton, but a formless mingling of mineral prin ciples, a sort of numus ready to manure the earth. Now all these complex operations absolutely required the in tervention of the infusoria of putrefac tion. In pure air, deprived of living germs, they could not have been ac complished. To check putrid fermenta tions, to insure the conservation of animal or vegetable substances in a state of perfect integrity, only one means avails, but that is an infallible one that of thoroughly precluding the access to them of the aerial germs of vibrios and bacteria. Popular Science Monthly. A Careful Traveler. Gov. Bradley, of Nevada, got on the train at Elko last week to go to Paliside. The car was crowded and he was com pelled to perambulate the entire length of the car to obtain a seat. "Good morning, my son; how-d'je do, sar?" said the Governor in a good natured way, to a big Missourian who had gen erously given hp half his seat to the stranger who had thus accosted him. "That's all right, my friend," said the stranger ; but don't make yourself quite so familiar with me, if you please ; I have heer'd of you before you're one of them three-card fellows but you can't come it over me, uot much. I've been thar myself, I have !" The Gov ernor assured the stranger that he wis mistaken in the man, that his mission was of a different character altogether ; but t was of no use, the more the Gov ernor protested his innocence, the more the man became convinced he had "dropped on one of them fellers." Finding his protests and arguments un availing, and fearing the stranger might take a notion to make him vacate the seat, the Governor concluded to drop the subject. The stranger turned half round in his seat and sat watching the Governor, as if taking the dimensions of a supposed monster, until the train arrived at Carlin. Here the stranger followed the Governor to the platform, expecting every moment to see him " spread his tricks" and take some poor fellow in, but was surprised to see his "monte sharp" at once surrounded by a crowd of gentlemen. Bradley told the joke to his friends, and the stranger was brought up and introduced, and in formed that his supposed highwayman was Governor of the State of Nevada. The Missourian collapsed, acknowl edged himself sold, and all hands took a drink at the Governor's exponse. The Outrigger The Pall Mall Gazette !;ays : "The Castalia, and vessels of her class, point in their mechanical struc ture to a remarkable fact well known to Oriental navigators. It may be true that it is incorrect to term the Castalia a twin vessel. It has been urged that she is rather one large ship, partially divided in such a way that while her lateral motion in a rough sea shall be slight, yet her progress forward shall not be seriously impeded. Yet, when we look at the mechanical principle on which she is constructed, we find that not only is she to all intents and Eurposes a double ship, but also that in er build she is but the exemplification on a large scale of that one outrigger system which is so universally adopted between Ceylon and the Pacific Islands and which has, strange to say, never been elsewhere largely adopted. Here we come to a veritable historical puzzle. From Ceylon to the west, and the islands of the Pacific, closest to the American shore line, to the east, we meet everywhere with small sailing craft carrying the one-outrigger. No where else in the whole seagirt world is this the case, and nowhere, as far as history tells us, has it ever been. These crafts not only sail very rapidly, but in accordance with certain principles yet unascertained, we believe, are wonder fully steady in the roughest sea. Along the coast of Northern India, as well as along that of Java and Sumatra, the outrigger itself is frequently fitted with small sails, but this is not the case near Ceylon. Cross over from Ceylon west ward only a few miles to the coast of Southern India, and not a glimpse is to be obtained of the ingenious one-outrigger system." The French Shrug. An emissary of the Indianapolis Herald writes from France of the French shrug: "Now, a Frenchman can, under some circumstances, convey to a closer certainty the idea he wishes to express, by simply shrugging his shoulders, than could possibly be done through the medium of words ; and Americans, seeing this, and feeling the force of the practice, attempt to imi tate it. This is about the way the av erage American shrugs it :' If he is asked a simple question, which could be answered by a plain yes ' or 'no,' he finds it an opportune moment to make an exhibition of himself, and be gins by drawing up his shoulders as if he wished to rub his cars with his collar-bone, throws his head and neck forward not unlike a crane looking af ter a log stretcnes nis arms out from his body at about an angle of forty-five degrees, in a position apparently to pronounce a benediction, elevates his eyebrows upward, and presents to the observer the appearance of a man in the last agonies of swallowing a fish bone, and, with all this exertion, about the only impression he creates is that he is an ass, or that the fool-killer has outrageously slighted his work." THE FATAL ARROW. My father had a lair-haired harvester; I gleaned behind him in the barley land ; And there he put a red roBe in my hand ; 0, cruel, killing leaves those rose leaves werj ! He sung to me a little lovelorn lay, Learned of some bird; and while his sickle swept Athwart the shining stalks, my wild heart kept Beating the tune up with him all the way. One time we rested by the limpid Btream, O'er which the loose-tongued willows whispered low; Ah, blessed hour ! so long and long ago, It cometh back unto me like a dream.. And there he told me, blushing soft ah me ! Of one that he could love so young and fair. Like mine the color of her eyes and hair ; 0 foolish heart I thought that I was she ! Full flowed his manly beard ; his eyes so brown Made sweet confession with their tender look, A thousand times I kissed him in the brook Across the flowers with bashful eyelids down . And even yet I caunot hear the stir Of willows by the water but I stop, And down the warm wave ail their length I drop My empty arms to find my harvester. ' In all his speech there was no word to mend ; Whate'er he said, or right or wrong was best, Until at last an arrow pierced my breast, Tipt with a fatal point he called me friend. Still next my heart the fading rose I wore, But all so sad ; full well I kuow, God wot, That I had been in love and he had not. And in the barley field I gleaned no more. Humor. A Yankee critic, speaking of a very tall actor, said, ' ' He's tall enough to act in two parts." A physician advised 'a patient "to take a walk on an empty stomach." "Whose stomach?" feebly asked the patient. Seventy-five ladies of Rochester are out in a card denying that they sleep in their corsets in order to keep their forms graceful. The difference between a fool and a looking-glass is said to be that the fool speaks without reflecting, and that the looking-glass reflects without speaking. " My dear sir," said a candidate, ac costing a stray wag on the day of elec tion. " I am very glad to see you." "You needn't be," replied the wag, " I have voted." " How much did he leave ?" inquired a gentleman of a wag, on learning the death of a wealthy citizen. "Every thing," responded the wag, " he didn't take a dollar with him. " First wife " Dear me, Mrs. Doyle, 1 have heard that your husband was a spirit-medium ; is it so ?" Second wife "Medium ! Goodness, yes. Comes home drunk everynigbt. " The New York Commercial thinks that, the sneak thief who is obtaining access to houses in Newark, by repre senting that he is to tune the piano, must be one of the forte thieves. A Michigan farmer complains' that he is not receiving half the campaign speeches this year necessary to light his fires, and he has had to .make a shaving contract with a cooper -shop. " Now, John, drive slow and keerful, and don't run over any insurance agents," was a Will county Granger's advice to his son the other day, in starting him to town with a load of wheat. An excited railway man, who shouts into the car the names of the stations, and who hears a great deal of complaint because the names are called indistinctly, wants to know if the public expect tenors at $40 a month. A country man bargained with a Cali fornia photographer for a half-length picture of himself at half price, and when the artist delivered a fine view of his subject from the waistband down, the victimized sitter indulged in re marks more forcible than polite. Richardson, the painter, used to speak of an open, honest country gen tleman who one day asked him to come to his house, adding: "I wish very much to see you, for I have just pur chased a picture from Rubens. It is a rare good one. Brown saw it, and says it is a copy. A copy ! If any man liv ing dares to" say it is a copy, I will break every bone in his skin ! Pray call on me and give me your opinion. " A country exchange gets off the following on delinquent subscribers : " .Looking over an old ledger, we see a long array of names of former sub scribers who are indebted to us. Some of them have moved away, and are lost to sight, although to memory dear. Others are carrying the contribution boxes in the most respectable churches, and others again have died and are angels in heaven, but they owe us just the same." Says the Boston Bulletin: "And now the drawling 'Tha-a-nks' of the languid swells has crept into the dry goods stores ; so when a lady hands her currency to the brisk counter-jumper, and he has yelled ' ca-a-sh in a rasping voice into her very face half a dozen times, and rapped on the counter till her teeth are on edge, he unsettles her digestion for the rest of the day by handing her the change and drawling ' Tha-a-nks' in a vapid, easy, familiar style, as it he had just finishod a waltz with her." Rubber Overshoes for Horses. Rubber overshoes for horses are a recent invention, which promises to be a boon to the equine inhabitants of paved cities. The shoes are made and lined in precisely similar manner to the article of apurel worn by the human race, and, in fact, presents no points, of difference save in its shape and its manufacture of the best quality of India rubber. It is designed as a substitute for the iron shoe, and as a means of preventing the many maladies to which horses' feet are Bubject. Horses suffer ing with cracked or contracted hoofs and similar painful hurts, it is said, are quiokly cured by the substitution of the rubber covering for the unyielding metal shoe. The elasticity of the former allows the hoof to remain in its natural shape, while protected from abrasion against pavements by the heavy rubber sole beneath. The de vice is easily removed from, or put on the hoof, and hence while standing in the stall or turned out to pasture, the horse may be left barefooted. In win ter time, the covering serves as a pro tection against illness, due to the com mon practice of mingling salt with the ice and snow in city streets, while the roughened surface of the rubber be neath serves to give the animal a foot hold in slippery weather. As compared with iron shoes, the cost of the rubber ones is about one-third more, and their weight is some 40 per cent, less, while thy are very durable. Sixteen sizes are manufactured, so that accurate fits may be obtained. An Admirer op Paper Money. The King of Burmah is said to have taken the exceptional position of ad miring the American system of finance. He approves of our plan of making money, and proposes to have a paper currency issued as soon as possible for his own subjects, t BUSINESS CARDS. JOHN CONNER, Banking AND Exchange Office, ALBANY, OREGON. Deposits received subject to check at sight. Interest allowed on time deposits in coin. Exchange on Portland, San Francisco and New York for sale at lowest rates. Collections made and promptly remitted. Refers to H. W. Corbett, Henry Failing, W. S. Ladd. Banking hours from 8 a. m. to 4 p. m. Albany, Feb. 1, 1874 . 22v6 D. M. J ONES. 3. MNSEY HILL. JONES & HILL, PHYSICIANS AND SURGEONS, Albany, Oregon. 37v6 J. W. BALDWIN, Attorney and Counselor at Law, Will practice in all the Courts in the Second, Third and Fouith Judicial Districts, in the Supreme Court of Oregon, and in the V. S. District and Circuit Courts. Office in rarrish brick (up-siBirs), in office occu pied by the late N. H. Cranor, First street, Albany, Oregon. tol5vfi D. B. RICE, M. D., SURGEON AND PHYSICIAN. Office, First-st., Between Ferry and Washington. Residence, Third street, two blocks below or east of Methodist Church, Albany, Oregon. v5n40 J. C. POWELL. L. FLYNN. POWELL & FLYNN, Attorneys and Counselors at Law, AND SOLICITORS IN CHANCERY, L. Flinn, Notary Public), Albany, Oregon. Collec tions and conveyances promptly attended to. 1 Albany Book Store. JNO. FOSHAY, Dealer in Miscellaneous Books, School Books, Blank Books, Stationery, Fancy Articles, &c. Books imported to order at shortest possible no ice. v6n30 DR. GEO. W. GRAY, DE3STTIST, Albany, Oregon. Office in Parrish Brick Block, corner First and Ferry streets. Residence, corner Fifth and Ferry streets. Office hours from 8 to 12 o'clock a. m. and 1 to 5 o'clock p. m. 18v6 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 fonnd, to do any hauling within the city limits, for a reasonable compensation. C" Delivery of goods a specialty. 20v5 A. N. ARNOLD, Proprietor. W. C. TWEEDALE, Dealer in Groceries, ProTisions, Tobacco. Cigars, j Cutlery. Crockery, and Wood and Willow Ware. Albany, Oregon. tnf Call and see him. 24v5 The Metzler Chair! fan be had at the following places: Harrisburg Sam May Junction City Smith & Brasheld Brownsville Kirk & Hume Halsev J. M. Morgan Seio." J.J. Brown Albany Graf & Collar A full supply can also be obtained at my old shop on First street, Albany, Oregon. J. M. METZLER. Piles IPiles! Why Fay this damaging and troublesome com plaint caunot be cured, when so many evidences of success might be placed before yoa every day cures of supposed hopeless cases ? Your physician informs you that the longer you allow the complaint to exist, you lessen your chances for relief. Ex perience haM taught thA in all case. A. CflTOthers & Co.'s Pile Pills & Ointment Are all they are recommended to be. Will cure Chronic. Blind and Bleeding Piles in a very short time, and are convenient fc itfte. This preparation is sent by mail or express to any point within the United States at L50 per package, i Address A. CAHO rHERS & CO , 27v5 Box 33. Alabany. Oregon. JOHN SCHMEER, DEALER IN i ALBANY, OREGON, Has just opened his new grocery establishment, on j Carney of Ellsworth and First Streets, j With a fresh stock of Groceries, Provisions, 'andies. Cigars, Tobacco, (tc, to which he invites the atteu- i Hon of our citizens. j In connection with the store he will keep a Bakery, and will always have on hand a full supply of fresh Bread, Crackers, &c. S3? Call and see me. j February 1(. 24v4 The Old Stove Depot John Brigajs, Dealer in Coot, Parlor aid Box Stoves ! OF THE BEST PATTERNS. A. LSO, 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, Albany. Dec. 5, 1874. 1 FURNITURE. Everything Xow. oGRAF & COLLAR, Manufacturers and Dealers in FURNITUEE OF ALL KIND8. Bureaus, Bedsteads, Tables, Lounges, Sofas, Spring Beds, Chairs. Etc.. Always on hand or made to order on the shortest notice. Furniture repaired expeditiously and at fair rates. Salesroom and fttlW " ' near Schmeer'a Banery . Albany, Feb. 38, 1874-25. GRAF & COLLAR. Rang 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 1873. Web foot Market ! CHARLES WILSON Having leased the Webfoot Market, on First street, adjoining Gradwohl's, respectfully asks a share of the public patronage. The market will be kept con stantly supplied with all kinds of fresh meats. Call and see. B3T The highest cash price paid for Hides. CHARLES WILSON. Albany, August 14, 1874. W. H. McFarland, (Late 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 I Sheet Iron Ware . LARGEST STOCK IN THE VALLEY. LOWEST PRICES EVERY TIME. REPAIRING PROMPTLY DONE. June 11, 1874. ALBANY Foundry anil Machine Slop, A. F. CHERRY, Proprietor, ALBANY, OREGON, Manufactures Steam Engines, Flour and Saw Mill Machinery, f odd-Working & Agricultural Machinery,, And all kinds of Iron and Brass Castings. Particular attention paid to repairing all kinds of machinery. 41v3 A. CAROTHEKS & CT DEALERS IN Drugs, Chemicals, Oils, Paints, Dyes, Class, Lamps, Etc. All the popular PATENT MEDICINES, FINE CUTLERY, CIGARS, TOBACCO. NOTIONS, PERFUMERY, And TOILET GOODS. Particular care and promptness given physicians' prescriptions and family recipes. A. CAROTUEKS & CO. Albany. Oregon. 4v5 GO TO THE BEE-HIVE STORE! to Bin- Groceries, Provisions, Notions, &c, &c, &c, Cheap for Cash. ! Conntry Produce of All Kinds Bought For Merchandise or Cash. This is the p'aee to get the Best Bargains Ever Ofi'ered in Albany. Parties will always do well to call and see for them selves. H. WEK1). First Street, Albany, Oregon. 32v6 Ye OLD MEXICAN Mustang Liniment Was first known in America. Its writ are now well known throughout the habitable world. It has the oldest and best reccrd of any Liniment la the world. From the million upon millions of bottles Bold not a single complaint hod ever readied ua As a Healing and Pain-Subduing Liniment it has no equal. It is alike BENEFICIAL TO MAN 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, Hoots, Herbs and Fruits, among which will be found Saraaparillian, Dandelion, Wild Cherrv SasBsfras, Tansy, Gentian, Sweet Flag, etc.; also Tamarinds, Date, Prunes and Juniper Berries, iireserved in 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, Loss of Appetite, Headache, Bilious Attacks, Fever and Ague, Summer Complaints, Hour Stomach, Palpita tion of the Heart, General Debility, etc. They are especially adapted as a remedy tor the diseases to which WOMEN Are subjected ; and as a tonic for the Aged, Feeble and Debilitated, have no equal. They are strictly in tended as a Temperance Tonic or Bitters, to be u Bed as a medicine only, and always according to directions. Sold by all First-Class Druggists.