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
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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.