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About The Albany register. (Albany, Or.) 1868-18?? | View Entire Issue (March 17, 1876)
ALBANY, OREGON, MARCH 17, 187G.
SAMUEL. E. YOUNG,
Wholesale and Retail Dealer in
BOOTS & SHOES,
REAPERS & MOWERS,
Flrat atrect, AltMi3 retro ti.
' Terms : - - Oa..li-
St. Charles Hotel,
Corner WnaUlnstota a1 Ftrt Sis.,
Matthews & Morrison,
1tono mwW ftirnMint tlmnijiliont. rts
best Ihc market affords always on the table.
I'm Coweta to and from the Hoite.
I. C. II A StI'EIi &. CO.,
f lot b lux, BMta inl SIio, llnlM, Urow
rios, rHarjr tiood., XotteitK, Sliotaruua
rad BMatola, Xnlls, Uspr, Mirror,
Wallataper, Wood and Willow
Wut, Trunks and Vlbr,
Bold very low either for ut-li, or to prompt iy
it.13 in:j customers oil time. v7
Kailng and Moving RuiltlingK.
WE TUB CSlERSi'Kl 11K; I.K AYK TO
announce to llw ritimws of AlUmy ninl
mrroniilijr country lli.it. liaviiig: supplu-il mir-at-l
vest with the neti'iry wichinrry for mis
jn ami removing huiMlwst. we arervadynt all
tioi.- to receive orders tor mull work, wliu-li
we will do in -tiiort or Vr sit lowest rale. We
guarantee entire satisfaction in all work under
taken ly n
Orvlers k-fl at the RKGKTtR office promptly
attented to. Apply to.
Or., April 23. W7o. 4cv7
O- S- CO.
TBOM AND AFTER 1ATF., CNTIL Fl'R-
ther notice, freight from
OX E DOLLAR PER TOX
All down frvlirht will be delivered at POKT
T. & v or s r ir I
Free or Isruj sijzc and WIiarTs;e,
At Reduced Rates.
n.ta wilt leave AI.TIANV for CORVAIXIS or
323 A7- o ry
For farther rnrticulars, apply to
HUt ll & JlOSTKITll,
Albany, Nov. id, T4-M , Agent
CTIAS. B. Ko-VTAGCE.
M0XTAGUE & McC ALLEY,
AUK SOW OPENING A 31 ACSIFICEST
FALL"; AND AVIXTER GOODS !
' selected with care, and bonslit for coin at
Scandalously Low Figure
and as we bought low we csin and will sell them
at prices that will
Con and or Belections of 4jMM
HibboMS, Col,ar Collarette,
Iaceii, Ate, Ac,
far the todies, and our complete lines of
" ' ClOtlM,
of all description for men and lioya. Also, full
assort men to of
Groceries, GrocXery M Glassware.
;: of ver-liody
ru- t )ctuia,iit tle lowest rale every t Una.
lAsixtnou, Oregon. OeUAwr SO. U7i-
PBED CrJXXF, j ai
HAVING purchased tba ei.t(ro rt wt at .
Collar in the lte On f Gmf A CJj ''tor. i
the fnmitnre la4a. takw this Plor1H""
to return hia tUtwska tit two ctfusana of Albany
and vicinity who have so ltnroaf)y Tatmn,
ized hint In tha past, and 1tful Vf ,
cont inoamw of tba saiue. 63T All ki'la ft
nitnup, kept hand and W"""".-'!??'
at lowest rates. BHD UUAJf. .
Albany, Sior, i4.vSiS . ,
Eatli IIiisi5 ;& Barber Shop.
TH K 17DKRSlQXKI"WoCfJ BESPKCT
fully thank the clttzona of AH)n anl vl
cinity for tba liljiirftl pi.t nuwo bestowed oil
htm for the nastsoven vears, and liopes for 1 ha
future a eonttnttatlon of their lvor. Fortho
aravimiiuxlation of traiiHient customers, and
IVmmltt in t he npper ptirt of town, be banopen-u-nusit
little i1umi next bwr to Taylor nroa.
wkwm. hi;to a hoi I worktuun will Hlwaya be
in at tendance to wait U!K"j pal nn.
lM-.U. lr?i, . 0i WtiUBlilt.'"
And this was the end. Richard Grey
would marry his swecUfaced cousin ;
and, more than that, he had meant to
have her for his wife, evea while he was
looking into my eyes with 6uch intoxi
cating sweetness. I had not given my
heart unsought; hut this man this
man who had touched my lips with his
kisses, while they were yet warm per
haps from those of his betrothed had
all the love of my proud woman's soul.
I stamped my lect in mad. impotent
rage. 1 Jut, alas! I could not take back
what I had given him so freely, lie he
saint or fiend, it was all the same. I
loved him still.
The sweet June air came in through
the window, and the warm roses looked
up smilingly from below. Their fra
grance sickened me. How many times
Kichard Grey had put just such roses
into my hands; and, with all of heaven
in his eyes, had told me I was sweeter
far tlipn the flowers I held.
I drew the window down with a
crah and turned away. What a con
summate fool I had been ! and what a
consummate actor lie had been, if indeed,
lie did not love me ! I could not believe
it ; but if he did not, it it had all been
child's play with him, I vowed it should
be child's play no longer. lie should
know what, love was before we had
done. I would move heaven and earth
to accomplish this, if necessary. To
think that I, Margaret Sterne, should be
outwitted ntitdonft. audinade an abject
slave of by the will of one man I j. ne
blood courfcd through my veins again ;
I was growing again. The tonic was
doing its work nobly.
My aunt's voice came up the stairs :
"Margaret, Mr. Grey is here."
"Yes," I answered ; ai:d arranging
my toilet comjow?dly, and with more
than -usual care, I went down to meet
There was "a new brilliancy in my
check, I knew, aiidau added hutre in
my eyes, as I stood before him, bowing
my greeting. He noticed it with
'"How well you are looking this morn
ing, Margaret," he eaid.
"Am 1?'' I said, smiling' back into
his eyes with all my old ti listing fond
ness. "Iliad forgotten you were com
ing to ride out with inc, until my aunt's
voice reminded me of it."
He looked surprised that T should
forget, or seem to forget, any appoint
ment of his, which I had never done
before; but I was so attentive to him,
otherwise, 'that his momentary annoy
ance vanished. We struck out upon
the road to liyrne.
"Suppose we rile fast ?" I said, rais
ing my whip, ready to stavt.
"No; it will spoil our enjoyment, for
we cannot sj)CaK a word then and."
he might have adtled, "I cannot teed
you with love's poison from my eyes."
"15ut I want a race, and, more than
that, I mean to have one," I answered,
He looked up quickly,
"What has come over you, Marga
ret?" "Xothing,' I said, meeting his look
with more tenderness than, usual, but
letting my whip fall with a snap upoi
my horse, and bounding away at the
same time. I felt as if I could ride
mad!y that morning ; and I don't know
but my companion thought I meant to,
for, in spite of hits effort, we were hard
ly in sight of each other for the next
tour miles. At the edge of the village
I drew up and waited.
"You have lost the race in more
senses than one," I said, as he came be
"What do you mean ? You are not
like yourself to-day ; but arc beautiful
as a queen, Margaret ," he said, with an
eager flush upon his face.
My heart throbbed wildly.
"Am I a queen tor once, then, and
yon the subject? 1 ruled you in the
race, you know."
"Hut you will spoil your horse."
"Xo matter. It ia queenly tortile
and ruin together."
"Your heart is too kind."
"My heart kind ! Hah ! It is cold
and cruel as steel, Mr. Grey. If I died,
I would never flinch frcm what I had
. He was utterly bewildered at the new
phase he was seeing in my character,
but he could not resist the magnetism
of my eyes. My looks belied my words,
and lie would trust me.
"Never mind, as long as we do not
quarrel," he said, with an emphasis upon
"True: r.ever mind," I answered
grimly, thinking of my future a moment.
The sun was sinking when we rode
up the avenue at Hyde Woods. I was
well satisfied with my day's work. He
was coming closer to me iu spite of
"You must not call this evening," I
said as ho touclied my hand with his
lips at tha parting. "I have another
engagement, but to-morrow if yoii will."
"If I will J O Margaret 1 I cannot
stay away this evening !"
"But you must," I auswered, ascend.
Ing the steps.
My aunt met ma in the hall.
"Margaret, you are not going out
with 31 r. Grey too much, are you V she
said, stopping mo.
"Oh, no I Wo are only flirting a
itth, and it would be dreadfully dull
with no one, you know, dear Aunt
I kissed hef and went slowly to my
room. It I had given way once it would
have all been over with me. I should
liave had no strength to go on, and it I
did not give way I must not trust my
twlf to think aloue yet. I put otF my
riding dress, and, donning another,
Until late that night I played chess
with my aunt, and then, thoroughly
tired out, I went to bed and to sleep.
1 did not mean to see Riehard Grey
the next day. A little absence would
only make my presence dearer, and I
was going to try it upon him. t
"If Mr. Grey calls this morning, say
to him that I am indisposed will you,
Aunt Hyde?" I said, a we rose from
"Yes ; for you do look tired."
I went into the library, and hunting
out the most exciting novel I could find,
began to read. The sun was hardly
three hours high when Richard Grey's
voice sounded in the hall ; and then I
heard hi horse canter down the ave
nue, but I did not change my posi
tion. It would not do to satisfy my
inclinations now. When the sound died
away I went on steadily with my read
ing again. In the evening the gentle
man called to see how I was.
"Jctter," I heard my aunt say, "but
not iu the parlor this evening," and he
took his departure.
I was ready the following morning
early, but none too soon. I Ie was im
patient to see me, and his eager greet
ing would have been flattering indeed
if I had not held what he meant undoubt
edly should be kept a secret from me.
My day's absence had the desired eftect,
and cither his soul lied or he did love
"I receive a foreign letter every
Wednesday. Let us ride by the office,
if you will, I said as we ttartcd oil.
"Certainly," he answered, eyeing me
close?y. "Vou have friends abroad
" Yes. I never told you of my Cousin
Ernest? I thought I had. He is an
artist, and has been traveling in Europe
a year or more. We are all in all to
I lis lips closed curiously and his face
grew a trifle cooler, though his eyes
seemed to burn as they looked into mine.
"No; you have never spoken of him."
"A mistake of mine," 1 answered.
He handed mc the lettler from the
post master's hands, with a halt frown
upon his face.
'I am getting jealoHs," he said, partly
m jest, but more in earnest.
"Ha! ha!"' I laughed ; "and well
you may be." Then opening it and
reading a few sentences, 1 added, "lie
is going to be here next week." .
"He is your cousin, yon say."
"Yes; at your service."
What he had upon his lips I could
only judge from his looks, for I begun at
once a long siring of small talk that
ended only when we reached home.
For the next week I treated him to
love and indifference alternately, keep
ing him all the time at bay, so that he
could not approach me nearer than 1
willed, until he was half mad with fear
and love. I had not meant to many
this cousin, who had been a persistent
suitor as well, until I learned what Dead
Sea apples I had been eating from
Kichard Grey's hands; that changed
my intention;. Wlien 1 met him after
his long absence his anxious question
ings were answered without a word.
He knew I would be his wife then.
I was not at home to Richard Grey
for two w?eks after Ernest's arrival ;
but at the cud of that time I was ready
to meet him, and went down at once
as soon as he called.
"I have wanted to see you very much,
Margaret," he said, bending over my
"Why have you denied me admit
tance so long ?"
"I have wanted to sec you, too, Rich
rd,""I answered, slowly, lingering ten
derly over his name ; "but these wed
dings make such a disturbance."
He started violently, but I went on
speaking in the same even tone,
"I should have sent you these," hold
ing out invitation cards, ; "but I hoped
each day that I should see you the next,
and give them myself, so it was delayed
until now," and I handed them to him.
He threw them down and put his
foot upon them quicker than lightning.
"Is this true, Margaret ?' burst from
"True ? Of course it is. . Why do
you ask T
"And you have dared to throw it in
my face like this, as if I had never
I was careful to keep my tones cool
and even as before.
"My dear Mr. Grey, you are to marry
your cousin, and I mine. Surely you
did not think I would love you when I
knew you were betrothed to another ?
And I could not be so vain as to think
you cared for me at all when yon loved
her so well. A harmless flirtation ; and
we both underwood it to perfection, I
His face was like a dead man's face
as lie staggered from the room. Ah !
revenge is sweet, after all ! Who says
it is not?
We are informed by James M. Dur
ham, Esq., who was in the city on Wed
nesday , that there is a rumor afloat in
the neighborhood of Ashley, that a son
of a Mr. ThompsoDjWho recently moved
from Ashley to Texas, was out hunting
and 6hot a wild turkey, which fell near
Fomething ot a dark color, which, upon
investigation, proved to be an old pair
of saddle-bags, partially decayed, and
containing about 36,000 in gold and
bonds. There are any number of young
men hereabouts who i would be willing
to go out hunting -every day it they
could meet with , the same-success as did
young Thompson. Nashville Vemo
crat s ,
Orannds kr a Divorce.
The new year brought trouble to that
good old negro, Amos. Yesterday he
entered Gen. G. a. law office, and seem
ed to be in deep distress.
"Have you got a case, Amos ?" in
quired the General.
"Yes, Gineral, I'se got a pow'tnl bad
case, sah ! ' said Amos, shaking his
"What's the trouble ?"
"I wants to git me a revorce, Gineral
me and dat gal what's been my wife
is fallen out, sah !"
"Well, that is bad ; let us see it yon
have grounds for a divorce. What has
she been doing ?"
"W'y, sah, she's jis beeu particular
ly raising de old Harry round de house
tor de las' four weeks. Fust thing fo'
most she tuck all de money he could
tine 'bout de house terxbuy Christmas
gifts fur hersef, and when I ax her fur
dat money back agin, she jis cussed me
out from head to heels, sah I" urged
"Well, seckonly, sah, she envited
two of her sisters to come dar an' quar
ter on me fur de whole ob de holidays,
tuk my bed for 'em to sleep on, and
when 1 'fussed to gib it up, an got in it
myself, she cut de cords and lemme col
lapse through onto de tlo' and deo split
de biskit board ober my head, right dar,
sah !" pointing to a soro place on his
"Any thing more ?"
"I stood dat pretty well, Gineral, and
nebber imfliii more ob her meanness
twixt dat time and dc odder night when
dey gib a party down here to dat nigger
boarding-house on Decatur Street, Den
she come up to me and sez, 'Amos, you
doesn't go to parties, and my secon'
cousin Josef us is up hyar an' I want you
to lend him dem black suit of Sunday
clo's ob yours ;' now Gineral dat hog
e3e Joscfus wnz dat gal's sweetheart
'fore I married her, and dat talk made
me maddcr'n blazes, an' I upsot things
round daf iu a hurry !"
"What did you do?"
"I got on my mussel, and for an ole
man I'm a boss nigger when I gits start
ed ! I jis reached out dis hyar right
hau', an' folched her a blili'on de mouf
dat made her t'iuK dar wos a bone faery
started under her nose, flung her down
de back sta'rs, and emptied 'bout 'leben
flower lwxerv f till ot yearth on her !
'Uout dat time Josef us he come in de
gate, and he no more-dftn sot his foe t
on dc step 'fore I jumped in among him,
and I tell yer de hones' trtrf, Gineral,
dar aint nulF ob dat nigger's hide lef
on him to patch yer slipper at de toe !
And dats whar I wants a rcvorcej, 'Kase
dis maryin' 'mong de niggers now-a-days
is not down to a loaferin', cut
throat biziicss anyhow."
Amos was given full
legal advice iu
the casts, but it didn't quite suit his side
of the matter. Atlanta Canst Miction.
A Troublesome Fortune.
No large sum of money, perhaps,
ever was brought under more peculiar
circumstances from the Old World to
the New, than the 040,000 with which
Peter Demsen, of California, arrived in
New York the other day by the steam
ship Cambria. A native of;-Prussia,
Demsciijlong ago lived on a ranch near
Placervillc. Ijtst summer he receive 1
an official letter from Herlin, stating
that a relative ot his had died, and left
him his whole fortune, amounting to
nearly 700,000 thalers in gold, which
he could receive by calling in person at
the Herlin Probate Court. I'eter had
been dreaming all along of becoming a
rich stock farmer, and so he set out joy
fully for the German metropolis. Hut
when he was asked by the Probate
Judge in what kind of funds he wished
to draw his inheritance, poor Peter was
aisagreeauiy perplexed. Of a very die
trustful character, he became apprehen
sive that if people should find out what
a treasure no had with him, he would
snrely be robbed. To take the sum in
gold would be too onerous, in currency
he had no tailh,and htill less iu drafts
on San Francisco. In his perturbation
of mind he went to the great Bismarck
himself, who advised him to purchase
for the 700,000 thalers seventy Prussian
$10,000 State bonds. These he could
easily take with him, and could sell
them slightly above par in San Fran
cisco. The Minister of Finance furn
ished Peter with the bonds, and the
Californian caused them to be enclosed
in a heavy steel box. Peter set out for
the New World in the shabbiest clothes
imaginable. He took a steerage pas
sage to New York, and always had his
precious steel box fastened to his body
by means of a chain. When he ap
peared on deck he also carried it with
him. Meanwhile his fear of being rob
bed of his money had remained no se
cret in Berlin,, and a passenger recog
nized Peter despite his shabby clothes.
So Peter's story soon became known
among the other passengers, and when
ever he made his appearance he and the
box became the cynosure of all eyes.
When he arrived in New York, he left
the box for three days under the pro
tection of the German Consul-General,
and then started with it, still shab
bily dressed, tor California. It was no
ticed on the steamship that his face be
came thinner, and that he took but very
little food, and at the slightest noise in
the steerage would put his head out ot
t.: I i a ! . a :
io uuuk wu.ii a irignieneu eipreosiuu
Reporters are often unconsciously
satirical. A morning .paper says in an
obituary: "Mr. was an estimable
citizen. - He lived uprightly; he died
with perfect resignation he bad beeu
Tale or the Flood.
The New York Sunday Mercury of
Dec. 5th last past had an interesting
account ot the discovery of an old
chronicle in the Frisiana tongue which
may be called the grandmother of the
Anglo Saxon language giving an ac
count ot events, that occurred in Europe
2,000 years betoro the Christian era.
Since then another installment of the
contents of this remarkable book has
reached us, and we make haste to lay
it before our readers. It treats ot that
terrible scourge that overcame lhe
earth 4,068 years ago, and is known in
Biblical history as the Deluge. ;
It is stated in this ancient chronicle
that for more than 10,000 years there
was a mighty continent extending to
the West, " for many thousands of
journeys," meaning an immense dis
tance, which the people called Altland,
or Old Land. From this name of At-
land, Plato probably got the knowledge
ot which he speaks in his book "Tima
cos," and he corrupted the Frisian word
Atland into the Greek-sounding Atlan
tis. The people inhabiting that conti
nent were a very warlike race, and
counted by many millions. They over
ran what is now known as Southern
Europe and Northern Africa, and con
quered the nations living there. The
chronicle describes the peop'e as being
of a dark, reddish hue, which descrip
tion would ht the color of our Indians,
and hence the supposition that the
America of to-day was at that ancient
time a part ot the continent of Atland,
which tact would at once explain what
many ethnologists have hitherto failed
to do, the origin of tlie Indian popula
tion ot America. The legendary ac
count of Plato, who speaks ot tremen
dous battles fought between the people
ot Greece and the red invaders from
Atlantis, is fully corroborated by this
Frisian -relic of antiquity. What be
came ot tins great continent and its
millions of inhabitants is told as fol
It was iu the year 2193 before the
birth ot Christ that terrific convulsions
shook the globe. Earthquakes, vol
canic eruptions, tnnnder-storms and
rain-storms of great vehemence succeed
ed each other and continued for full
three years. Deep valleys rose into
mountains, and rocky height were cleft
in twain and sank into valleys. Oceans
encroached upon the land, the light
ning set tire to the forests, and smoke
clouds changed the day into one con
tinuous niglii. Before these powers ot
destruction mankind sought refuge in
flight, but few only were able to escape.
For months and months the sun and
the firmament were invisible, ai d the
roar and the fury of the elements were
so great, says this book, that men trem
bled and died ot fright, nor could one
talk to another, it being impossible to
be heard. At last, after three years,
the excitement gradually subsided, and
having waited sometime, a few. ot the
boldtr fishermen of Frisia ventured ont
upon the waters. They returned home
and told a most pitiful tale. Before
the tremendous war of the elements
these same fishermen were in the habit
of visiting Atland for the purposes ot
tiade, but now, they said, not a trace
was left ot that vast continent. As
far as the eye could reach to the south
and west, nothing but water could be
seen, the land with its millions of peo
ple having sunk into the ocean, lhis
recital found but few believers at first,
and expedition after expedition was
sent out by the Frisians to ascertain
whether it was a fact, but they all
brought back the same 6tory that of
the immense continent ot Atland noth
ing remained except a few islands,
which are now known as Madeira, the
Canaries, the Cape Verde Islands, and
the Azores, bo great an impression did
the event make upon the Frisians that
the sinking of Atland, or Atlantis, was
deemed by them as beginning a new
era, and thenceforth they counted their
years as being so many after the disap-
pcarance of tiiat coutiDcnt. I lie last
entry in this newly found old chronicle
was made about tlie middle . ot the
thirteenth century ot our Christian era,
and there it is stated that the shaking
of the earth commenced 2,196 years
liefore Christ, and Atland sunk iu the
ocean three years later, 2,103 years be
fore Christ. There are many facts in
history which go far to prove the truth
of these assertions in this chronicle.
Charlemagne, over a thousand years
ago, sent embassadors to the Frisians,
and these reported to him that these
strange people counted their years from
what to them seemed to have been the
Deluge ot the Bible. One of the Fri
sian chiefs sent a letter to the Emperor
Charlemagn in the year S03,which is still
preserved in the library ot manuscripts
in the Vatican of Rome. The letter
begins with the following statement :
" Since Altland is sunken, it is now 2,
996 years," which, it being then the
Christian year ua, makes it precisely
2,093 years before Christ. And it is
somewhat strange how well this Frisian
chronology, written near 4,000 years
ago, tallies with tlie Biblical history.
According to the first ' book of Moses,
the deluge occurred -1,756 years after
the creation of the world,; wh;ch, by
Biblical count, would be 4,069 years
ago. Deducting from that number the
year 1875, in which this Frisian chron.
lcle was found, leaves tlie year 2,193
precisely the time - when tlie continent
ot Atland or Atlantis vanished iu the
waters. It ist therefore, quite clear that
the deluge spoken ot by Moses, and the
three years ot earthquakes and IhwndcT
storms, followed by the sinking of At
land or Atlantis, are the same identical
One hundred years ago wedding toons
were not fashionable.,
One hundred years ago farmers did
not cut their legs off" with mowing ma
chines. One hundred years ago our mothers
did not worry over disordered sewing
One hum. red years ago horses which
could trot a mile'in 2:14 were somewhat
scarce, y,- . .. ! .
;: One hundred, years ago it took several
days to procure a divorce twd 'find ai
congenial spirit. : r
One hundred years ago there were no
disputes about the impoliteness of street
One hundred 3'ears ago "crooked"
whisky was not known1. Our forefath
ers took theirs straight
One hundred years ago every young
man was not au applicant for a position
as clerk or book-keeper.)
One hundred years j ago kerosene
lamps did not explode and assist women
to shuffle off their mortal coil.
One hundred years ago men did not
commit suicide by going up iu balloons.
One hundred years ago yonng women
did not lose caste by wetting her hands
in dish-water or rubbing the skin off
her knuckles on a wash-board.
One hundred 3ears ago the physician
who could not draw every form of dis
ease from the system bv tapping: a larze
vein iu the arm was not much of a doc
One hundred years ago men were not
running about over the country with
millions of fish eggs to be hatched to
order. Fish siqieriutcnded their own
hatching in those days.
One hundred years ago the condition
ot the weather on the 1st .ot January
was not telegraphed all over the con
tinent on the evening of December the
31st. Things have changed. L
One hundred years ago people did
not worry about rapid transit aiid cheap
transportation, but threw their gram
across the backs of their horses and
uncomplainingly "went to the mill."
One hundred years ago every man cut
his own coat according to his cloth,
every man was estimated at his real val
ue, Ghoddy was not known, nobody had
struck ile, and true merit and honest
woith were the only grounds for promo
tion. Lamps -without Oil. It will be an
odd thing if we some day fill our lamps
with iron fillings instead of oil, and
dispense with wicks. Yet an experi
mentalist in Berlin has shown that
a brilliant, lasting light may be obtain
ed by burning iron. He took a straight
bar magnet of some power, and sprink
led iron filings on one of its poles. Ap
plying to this the flame of burning gas
or spirit, it took fire, and continued to
bum for some time as freely as any
ordinary combustible material do.
The filings arrange themselves in accor
dance with magnetic force, and however
closely they may appear to bo placed of
course no two ot tlie metallic fallings
are parallel, and consequently a certain
amount f air is confined as in a metallic
The Wyomixo Jukywomax. "I
say that man never tuk the mu-el, and
when yon roosters git yer mind made
up in tlie same way jist squeal an' we'll
perambulate back inter court." It oc
curred at the trial ot a mule thief in the
mountains of Wyoming, where women
can serve as jurors, ana every man on
that jury knew that when old AI other
Stevens put her foot down it "war thar,"
and although the proof of tlie man's
guilt was strong, he was allowed to qui
etly leave the settlement. j
Two Sin-neks. AstriJo ;a log sat
Sam and another sinner engaged in a
little game of seven-up, when a minis
ter approached, who after a moment's
solemn contemplation of the game, laid
his hand upon Sam's shoulder and said:
"Mj trieno, is that the waj yon save
your sool ? " Perhaps not, answer
ed Sam, who having just played a card,
was attentively considering his . hand,
" perhaps not, but it seems about the
best thing I can do to saver , my jacK."
A Bird Concert. They had a hot
el entertainment in the Baptist Chtrreh,
Binghampton, 111., lately, which they
called a bird concert. The room was
decorated with evergreens and bird
cageshung from every chandelier. Most
ot the birds appeared frightened at the
crowd and noise, but one of the feathered
songsters considered himself entitled to
a place on the . programme, and sang
away with great energy. The pro
grammes tor the concert were printed
upon the back of pictures of ba ds. ,
Money goes, no one knows. Where
itgoeth, no one showeth. Here and
there, everywhere. Run. run: dun.
dun; spend, spend, lend, lend: send. send.
Flush to-day, short to-morrow; notes to
pay, borrow, borrow. ; How it goes, bo
one knows. : Where it goeth, no owe
stiowetu. . , - . . ' ,'
: There is a probability that the Mexi
can war veterans on the i'acitie eoast
will be funnelled with free transporta
tion to the centennial and return.
Most any eciwiblo American grri
would rather marry an Italian beggar
with a titled namo than a moderately
well-off but humble Americau.
A knotty question of law as to the
ownership of a ring is to come tip in
the West Virginia eourls, A gentle
man of Washington was engaged to be"
married to a Morgantewn, W. Va., beFe,
and the engagement was suddenly brok
en off. The lady put the engagement
ring in Tetter and directed it to the
Washington gentleman, Sftortly after
she saw the same ring on tlie dainty
middle finger of another Morgan to wit
belle. She was not jeaforrs, probably,
bnt thought it a very strange incident.
Womanlike, she made efforts , to find
how that particular ring got on that
particular finger in Morgantown. It
was finally bfooght to- light tliat a posl'
office clerk had abstracted thrmgrrr-
tlie letter and given it to a tnemi who
placed Ujon the finger of his Iatfy4oy
as a token ot affection and promise.
That is how the ring came to be doing
double duty i Morgantown.: The ost-
ofhee clerk was arrested tor theft of the
ring. The question ht law will bo lo
wborn did the ring rightfully belong at
the time it was abstracted from the Ut
ter ? The courts will answer, j ,
Tlie following is from the Dantufxf
Heirs. It is well said, expresses forcv
bly what every editor thinks i ' 1 "
"We don't mind lww eccentric a pef
son is in his dress. That's bis own
business. But no man has got a Tight
to be eccentric iu his penmanship if he
designs the manuscript for others, A
eccentricity in writing is abominable.
It tires the eyes, tires tlie brain, and
blunts tlie moral nature of tlie reader.
An article, to have its merits understood,
should be read fluently. We wisK
writers for tho press would tmderstand
that they can brighten np their chances
of a welcome by plain straight forward
penmanship. We are deepfy interested
in this subject, as our time is pretty
well occupied. If we were tlie president
of a base ball club, with nothing to do-
but sit astraddle of s fence and watcb
for a thaw, it would be different.?
A gentleman on Aberdeen street is
now thoroughly convinced of the efficacy
of prayer. His wife has been troubled
tor years with an affection of the eyes,
so severe that it prevented her from dis
tinguishing objects at a distance. She
went to an eminent revivalist last weefe
and was prayed over, and pro&rscd to
have thoroughly recovered her sight.
iier nusDanu aouDtea tins, ami wa
guilty of an impious fraud to determine'
the precise amount ot euro' that na1
been wrought. He. procured a nicer
long auburn hair his wife's hair is '
black and put it on tho shoulder of
his coat. It was dusk when he came t
i - .1 .1 i i i
bins uoor, uieuuiur ui ura iiair viosvijr
assimilated with that ot his coat; lie
was full forty feet from his wife. She
came to the door. Did she recognise'
him? Did she see the hair? It is pre- .
sumed she did, because in less than one
second she had clubbed him 'over the
head with the stove-lifter and snatched '
enough hair from his devoted head to "'
set up a factory of mourning lkigfv '
Chicago Iribune. ,
Senator Logan, who was quite H
just prior to the commencement ot ther
present session ot Congress, amused him
self during his eonvaleseence by writing a
a comedy entitled ".Experiences in the
Life of a Congressman,' which was- ;
performed under his direction at tlie
large boarruigc house where he resides,
It is a clever production, based upon the
writers own experience and observation,
and it was well acted by amateurs,
The central figure, ot course, is C&h ;
gressman Green t and around him re
volve a Zjamuady, a Jsookseuert . .
Patent seekert two Sisters of Char
ity, and half a dozen Place hunters of
both sexes. Senator Logan has display-'
ed a thorough knowledge oi stage bus-
mess in writing, this pleasing httlo pro
duction. A play written by a United
States Senator is a raovefeTV ' ;-
The tar-Western cut-throats are gen- t.
orally honest fellows in one respect.
They are willing to give lite tor the
one the; take, if hard pressed,' Barney . . ?
Rounds was a Kvery-stabie , keeper in,. ,
Georgetown, Colorado. " ' Jack . JoneV, '
tirlu la.rrr A olftKja windniv-f iir 'ti-Ant nf "
Koands establishment, and Kouadi'askJ
for it by firing his pistol tuto Round',
abdomen, which killed him almost in
stantly, - A policeman saw tho shot and : "
tall and gave chase to Jones, Jones -tried
to commit suicide as, he ; ran by .....
cutting at his throat, but , was finally T
brought to earth by a shot lrom the .
officer. There was not enough life left
in JmiM tsi liim ln Tftn fi1 v
... w v ..vw w J . . ' J. ..V . W.I.J . W '
gret about these affairs is that the cut-
throats sometimes slay a good man, as
ia Rounds ease, and their worthies
lives are no just equivalent, 1
Two hundred Americans met recent
ly in wrath at the German capital to
protest aaint the Zietungittd another
paper, which maintained that thedyua- .
mite villainy was psychologically expli
cable as a corollary of the nwreantile
spirit of unscrupuioews martness fostered
by American civilization. vur oomi
trymeB, figuratively speaking, punched ,
-i : i. ' i : 1 nikn nfthm ftdito-
sue psycnoojjiiii. wv.-..j t
rial gentleman's head, ; rj ?, , r.
"Hark, I hear the sweet yokel of my "
mother," she said, and so dkl be, and ,
the " sweet voice" was saying, ,T Sal, ,
don't yoo knor you'll ketch your death
ot cold stand in out trsere talfcm to.
that teller without any flannel drawers ,
on t;? Mt. '- Cartnei 'Register ; VC
; How to raise beets Take hokl f tbe
tops and pull.