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FOR HER SAKE.
"Miss Cameron?"
Louise Cameron, lazily looking out
of a bow window upon a garden
flaming with autumn tints and sunset
glow, lifted a pair of soft, dark eyes
to Mrs. Tollman's face. It was an
anxious lace 111st at that moment,
and being usually full of placid con
tent, the anxiety was very apparent
to Jjeonie. no alter Her nrst careless
crlance, she straightened her low
chair and said quietly, yet with every
appearance ui luterest,:
; "'What is the matter?"
An awkward pause followed that
question. .Mrs. Tollman , fidgeted
under tne inquiring clance ot the
dark eyes, cleared iter tnroat twice,
and finally said with nervous empha
sis: "John Jnirberl ' .:
as Cameron s face seemed to
freeze. It was a very beautiful face,
with pride for a leading expression.
Sweetness lurked in the finely shaped
month, and intellect beamed from
the radiant dark eye, but pride shad
owed all. It earned the small head
gracefully erect, it swept the folds of
the rich dresses with a regal motion,
it touched the small patrician bands,
and was evident in the well modula
ted tones of the refined voice.
"There!": Mrs.. Tollman said de
spairingly, "I've made you mad al
ready, and havn't said anything.'? -
"I am not mad!" Leonie answered,
and there certainly lurked a smile in
her mouth at the good woman's con
sternation. "But you have not told
me yet what troubles you." '
"It's it's John, Miss Cameron,
and " then rapidly, as if her words
were forced by a fear of her own in
ability to finish her self-appointed
task, she hurried on.
"He's my nephew, Miss, as you
know, though his father is a rich
man, very rich, and John is above his
mother's place in her life.- She's
dead, and John was spoiled some
where between the year she died and
two years ago. I don't know where
but he took to bad ways. He was
brought up an idler upon his father's
money, and from idleness to drink
ing, gambling, and bad ways is an
easy road. His father is a hard man
and he thrust him out near a year
ago. Disinherited him! He came
here,' ior I love him. I've nothing
else to love; husband and children in
the graveyard, so I love John."
- There was a piteous pleading in
the woman's face, but Leonie's was
blank, save for an air of polite in
terest. ''He was most desperate when he
came here, but I coaxed him up a
little. But but oh, Miss Cameron,
you know what I want to say. You
are Doaumui, xicn a iaay iur uuovu
me in education and position, and
only, boarding here for country quiet.
Iv'e no right to find fault, but but
don t flirt with John, ileisin trouble,
despondent, disinherited, and he's
falling in love with you as fast as he
can. 1 believe, 11 you play witn mm ,
he will kill himself body and soul."
Fairly out of bream wtth ner own
earnest utterance, Mrs. Tollman paus
ed, looking pleadingly into Leonie
Cameron's face. The expression of
polite interest neyer wavered as the
young lady said:
"1 1 understand you angni, you
wish me to ignore your nephew. It
is not easy, as he is in your house; so
I had better leave it." . -
Goodness! cried the , widow,
aghast at this interpretation of her
words. "I never meant thatl Where
c"uld you find another boarding place
near hrer
"I can return to the city.
"Iv'e put my foot in it: John will
never foiyive mel" said Mrs. Tollman,
disconsolately. But there was no
sympathy in Leonie's face, and she
turned away at last, perplexed, ana
more anxious than ever. i '
And Leonie, sinking back in her
chair again, looked at the sunset
cloqdB and variegated foliage, and
thought perhaps it was time to return
to the citv. She had come to Scran-
ford, Wfary with a round of fashion
able life, tiied of dancing, flattery,
and she found rest and quiet under
Mrs. Tollman's motherly care. She
was rich richer far than tne land
lady had any idea of; but she had no
near relatives, hiring a second cousin
to keep her lovely home, and play
propriety. Society constituted it
self her amateur guardian, and lying
back in her cushioned chair, in the
unset glow, she wondered indolently
what society would say about John
Unrber.
It would grant him a rare perfec
tion of manly beauty ol lace and
form, and forgive the evident traces
of dissipation, 11 it was Known ne
wna the son of a rich man, educated
oi nlWe. idle bv orofession. But
in what holv horror it would turn
away with uplifted hands when it was
known that he was disinherited, with
no home bat a room in the house of
a widowed aunt, eking out her narrow
innnmn hv taking boarders. It would
smile at his biting sarcasms, his brill
iant conversation, his cynical sneers,
if Jxe was re-instated in his father's
favor, but how rude these would be
in a poor man!
Leonie, from thinking' of societies
opinion, quite unconsciously glided
into i-nnsiderinff ber own. This dark
browed man bad made a fair portion
of her summer pleasure for three
months, had beeu her cavalier in
many country walks, drives and sails,
had auoted poetry under shade trees,
sung in a superb baritone upon mur
muring waters, looked into her eyes
on a moonlit por h, and whi.tpered
delieately-worded flatter'. So more
than many another man had dona.
A beauty and rich, Miss Cameron
had looked upon more than one lan
guishing suitor, and forgotten him
when her amusement wearied her.
Scarcely a flirt, for she encouraged
no downright lovemaking, but a
beautiful, laswnating woman, who
wounded hearts with merely a care
less grace.
Musing in (he sunset, it was im
'..'.-
pressed upon her heart that uncon
sciously she had poisonod a life that
wb already sinking. There were ca
pabilities for better things than dissi
pation and suicide in John Furber,
and she shivered as she thought he
might be upon a dangerous precipice,
waiting for the clasp of her hand to
draw him back, or- its repulse to
thrust him over. She passed in re
view her host of male friends, and
found none who had wakened her
heart to hours of such keen pleasure
as John Furber had given her. She
tried to recall one mind whose grasp
of intellect -had dwarfed her own
as his hod done, who had met her
fairly in so many arguments and
worsted her, and she could only re
member soft flattery of her "wonder
ful mind." Finally lifting her eyes
with a soft sigh, she saw him leaning
against a tree, opposite the low win
dow, looking at her. A vivid flush
stained her cheek, as he said: .
"What can you have been thinking
of ? Tou have not stirred for half
an hour. Only that your eyes were
open, I should have thought you
asleep." ,
"Your powers of observation are
marvellous," she answered, "lightly.
"I was dreaming."
"Of what?"
"The world in general, my world
in particular. It is almost time I re
turned there." . .,-
She was prepared for some polite
show of regret, but not for the ghast
ly change in his face. She shuddered
remembering his aunt's words.
"Uoingawayl Why, of oourseyou
would be soon," he said, trying to
speak carelessly, while his face hun
grily devoured her face, and his white,
parched lips were drawn as if in sharp
physical pain.
"1 nave Deen nere three months,
she said, feeling her own heart ache
at his misery.-
"les, yes! you will go, certainly.
"And you," she said very gently
"you will be in the city, I presume.
I should be glad to welcome you to
my house,
"No, she said harshly; "I will
not take such advantage of your
kindness. I am a man your friends
would tell you to shun, Miss Camer
on a man who has wasted life till it
is too late to take up the threads
again, You do not know, perhaps,
that my aunt keeps me here from
charity."
"I know you have attended your
father," she answered; "but you are
a man scarcely thirty, and it is cow
ardly to talk of despair at your age."
tier words cut him like a whip
lash. The dark blood mounted to
his forehead, as he repeated:
'I might hght the world, 3-ot, and
here his tone was bitter, and yet
strangely pathetic, "the battle is
scarcely worth winning. What would
I gain? Money? I do not value it.
Position? I have thrown it behind
me. I have played the fool, and Imust
take a fool's wages." ,
"1 will not have you say so, she
said, roused to an earnestness she
never had intended to betray "You
shall not throw away your life."
"Miss Cameron Jjeonie, hecned,
were there a prize to win, were one
heart's hope centered upon me, . I
would trample down .these demons
of temptation. 1 would prove my
self a man 11 1 had any motive 1
There was no mistaking the prayer
in his eyes, the pleading in his voice.
Only for one moment, close now to
the low window, before a hand like a
snow-flake fell upon his shoulders, a
voice low and sweet murmured in his
r:
"Bo a man, for my sake." "' "''''"
She was gone before he spoke again,
and he wandered off to the woods to
muse upon a possibility of this new
lite. The next day Mrs. Tollman
lost her summer boarder.
Society, languidly contemplating
Miss Cameron for the next three
years found her cocentric. She was
gay and grave oy nosnes, iascinaung
in either mood, but she was mysteri
ously unapproachable. The bravest
suitor found himself met at the point
where friendly attentions merge into
lover's devotion, by a wall of icy re
serve that was impassible, bhenever
flirted but she had the reputation of
a flirt because she was popular and
admired, and remained, single till
she was twenty-seven. She was known
to be truthful, and she had distinctly
told several inquisitive lady friends
that she was not engaged, so there
was not even the spice of romance in
the gossip. Surely she was not "dis
appointed," for never had the bright
serenity of her beauty been more un
clouded. Scranford knew her not in those
three years, but Mrs. Tollman was
the recipient of various hampers of
city delicacies from her city boarder,
and acknowledged the same by let
ters. One of these dated three years
after the beautiful Miss Cameron left
Sciranford, after elaborately thanking
that young lady for a hamper of
dainties, added:
"Do you remember my nephew,
John Furber? He left the day after
you did, and I fretted more than a
little. But he took a turn for the
good, Heaven be thanked, and went
to York to look for a situation. He
worked himself up, for be s smart,
John is. and to-day he writes me he
has made friends with his father
a?ain. and is to be taken partner in
a big commercial house. His father's
to buy it, but John s earned a piace,
too. by hard, honest work. Oh, my
dear, I'm happier than I ever thought
to be. Perhaps you've heard of the
house John is in Colli, Hayes &
Co. But I'll lire you writing about
my own affairs. I wouldn I only 1
thought vou'd remember John." '
"In Xew York!" Leonie murmur
ed: "so near me all these three years
and yet never seeking me. Was 1
too bold? Did I drive him away by
aiiowinz my beart too plainly? ell
even so. I am glad I gave him the
first start toward an honorable nun-
hood. Kemember him? Yes, Mrs.
Tollman, I do remwnber John."
ALB AK Y, OBEGON FRIDAY, J UNK 18," 1875.
She folded the letter and was dress
ing for the opera, when the servant
announced a caller. .
"What a barbarous hour!!' she
murmured, not: looking at the card.
"In a few moments? Jane."
She was robed in her fleecy , dress
of white lace, over pale blue silk,
had clasped diamonds on her throat
and wrists, and in the little ears,
when, as she took her opera cloak
from the maid's hands, she looked at
the card "John Furber."
A great heart throb sent the blood
over her brow and neck; then it faded,
leaving only a soft tint upon the fair
cheeks, and in the dark eyes a light
of happiness harmonizing well with
the smiling lips. She looked like
some visitant from another world, in
the radiance of her beauty, as she
came across the wide drawing-room
to the window where he stood. He
had not heard her light step but he
turned when she was near, show
ing the stamp of his better life in hip
noble face. -
He held out his hand, looking ear
nestly into her face, and soeing she
spoke only a happy truth as, taking
it, she said:- , . . .
"I am glad to see you."
"Leonie," he said, "you cave me
a hope three years ago, that has
borne me above temptation and suf
fering to a position where I am not
ashamed to look any man in the
face. Leonio, yoa bade me "
Blushing brightly, she took up the
words as he paused.
"To be a man, John, for my sake!"
"And I obeyed you, my love, my
darling. I have come for my reward
Leonie, loving you with all' the
strength of my heart, daring now to
ask for your love in return,
booiety had a ripple of sensation
in a fashionable wedding, when the
son of Israel Furber, the millionaire,
(so the newsijapers said, and they
know everything,) married Miss Leo
nie Cameron. But only You and I,
reader, know the romance of that
summer in Soranford, or how John
Furber redeemed his manhood for
Leonie's sake.
, . U8BFII1, KIICIPKH.
To make perpetual paste which
will remain sweet for a year dis
solve a teaspoonful of alum in a
quart of water, to which add suf
ficient flour to make a thick cream.
Stir in half a teaspoonful of powder
ed resin and half a dozen cloves to
five it a pleasant odor. Have on the
re a teacup of boiling water, pour
the flour mixture into it stirring well
at the time. In a few minutes it
will be of the consistency of mush.
Four it into an earthern vessel; let it
cool; lay a cover on and put it in a
cool place. When needed for use,
take out a portion and soften it with
warm water. .
A beautiful ornament for the sit
ting room can be made by covering a
eonimon glass tumbler with mose,
tho latter fastened in place by sewing
cotton wound around. , Then glue
dried moss upon a saucer, into which
set the tumbler filling it and the re
maining space in the saucer with
loose earth from the woods. Plant
the former with a variety of ferns,
and the latter with violets. On the
edge of the glass also plant some of
that nameless little evergreen vine.
which bears scarlet .berries, and
whose dark, glossy, ivy-like foliage
will trail over the fresh blue and
white of tho violets with beautiful ef
fect. Another good plan is to fill a
rather deep plate with some of the
nameless but beautiful silvery and
light greeu and delicate pink mosses,
which are met with in profusion in
all the swamps and marshes. This
can be kept fresh-itnd beautiful as
long as it is not neglected to. water it
profusely once a day. It must, of
course, be placed in the shade, or
the moss will blanch and die. In the
center of this a clump of largo azure
violets should be placed, adding
some curious lichens and pretty fun
gus growth from the bark of forest
trees, and a few cones, shells and
pebbles.
The following solder will braze
steel, and may be found very useful
in case of a valve stem or other light
portion breaking when it is important
that the engine should continue work
for some time loncrer: Silver 19 parts,
copper 1, part, brass 2 parts. " If
practical, charcoal dust should- be
strewed over the melted metal of the
crucible.
A simple method of case harden
ing small cast iron work is to make a
mixture of equal parts of pulverized
prussiate of potash, saltpeter and sal
ammoniac. 1 lie articles must do
heated to a dull red, and then rolled
in this powder, and afterwards plung
ed into a bath df 4 ounces of sal am
moniac and 2 ounces of prussiate of
potash dissolved in a gallon of water.
Apropos of the recent death of
John Harper, senior memuHr ot the
firm of Harper Brothers, a singular
story is told I bat one day, about a
month ago, Mr. Harper returned Iroin
a drive, anil, noma into his own par-
lor, seated himself before his own
portrait and gazed at it long and
earnestly. "Well, old John Harper,"
said hs at length, "your time bat
almost come !" A day or two after
wards he was taken sick, and he
never left his bed again.
Lewis, the Detroit free I'rttt man,
evidently doesn't want a big sale of
his forthcoming book at Vamtar, else
he'd never talk in this way: "The
young ladies si Vassar are frail, angelic-looking
creatures, but yvt the
steward says that somebody iot away
with 500 bushels of potatoes and 130
busbelaof turnips last Wilder. "
Telliso a Secuet. A man at tlu
Bergen tunnel, the other morning,
hailed a fellow-laborer with "80 ye've
got a baby at yer bouse-; what is il
a boy or gvrnl?" ' Giiesa." "An ain't il
a boy?" "Xo." "Well, then, it't a
gyroi." ''Fsilh," said the dfeh'gbted
father, "somebody's been tllin ye."
Chtoago Tribune.)
TUB MU.LKMUH VAU.UBIC.
Scene of PolfamMt Ortei Aalnng the
Chicago Advertisers.
While the pastor, Thurman, was
speaking, sobs and groans wont up
continually from the assemblage.
Many of the women were weeping
bitterly. Most of the little ones,
wearied with the protracted vigil,
were asleep, lyinsr on the shawls and
wrappings that had been placed in
the corner. The men looked wistful
and sad, but it was not yet twelve,
and some hope still lay in the narrow
circuit that the minute hand of the
clock had yet to traverse. & tall,
gray-haired man began to speak in
tones of encouragement, and ox
pressing the love and veneration
which they all cherished for Brother
Thurman. Thurman, who, in his
desolation, still kept on by sheer
inertia in the groove in which he had
moved along, announced mechanically--"
And when they had sung a
hymn," thus indicating the time when
it was necessary to sing, in order to
imitate the last supper of Christ.
The hymn, "Long we've been wait
ing for Uhnst to come, was tnen
sung in a dolorous way. The clock
still lacked a minute or two of
twelve, and it was watched as a crim
inal might watch the approach of his
hour of execution. The minute
hand touched twelve, and, a dcop
groan ran - through the assembly.
The disappointment seemed to sime
into Thurman's hear far too deop
for tears. There was self-abasemont
in his manner as he roso, and in the
same monotonous intonation, but
with a tremulous voice, said:
'Brethren, lean on .my arm no
longer. My reckoning is all up. I
leave you in the hands of God. It
is as much as I can do to struggle on
for myself. I will try to do the best
I can. If there is any more light to
be had, I will search for it. I bid
vou farewell.
Then followed a pitiful scene
Women wrung their hands in bitter
anguish; strong men buried thoir
faces and wept and groaned. The
violent descent from ecstatio joy to
terrible disappointment bruised and
crushod their spirits. Thurman sat
still murmuring as if dazed and
stupefied with the" greatness ol his
calamity. The work of his lifetime
had fallen to nothingness, , The firm
footing of his faith had suddenly
slipped from under him, and the
horrors of darkness encompassed
him. Of different caliber from his
followers, his grief could not find
vent in demonstration of foeling,
and nothing assuaged the bitterness
of disappointment. Some of them
tried to say kind and comforting
things to him, but he seemed to heed
nothing. Still adhering to the pro
gramme as the fixed thing that yet
remained to him, he rose to pro
nounce the benediction
.Continuing with a tremulous voico,
he said : Oh Lord, we came accord
ing to Thy word. Hast Thou not
said that "in the time appointed the
end shall bo?" O Holy Parent, hear
the prayers of Thy people. Come
O Lord Jesus, come quickly. All
will come to desolation unless Xhou
return again. We have taken Thy
word in all the simplicity of little
children. We nave tried to do our
duty, O Jesus, Thou knowest our
hearts, that we have tried to do Thy
will. We can do no more. Wegve
ourselves into Thy hands saying,
Lord save or I perish."
Ho then sat down again in moody
silence, while his followers went on
groaning and weeping. The Tribune
representatives approached him, and,
after making some expression of the
rospeot which Elder Thurman s con
duct had excited in him, asked the
elder concerning bis future plans
'i have none, said lie; "my
course is run.
Beporter Won't you continue the
publication of your paper
Thurman (slowly and mournfully)
Tbore is nothing to publish it for;
my work is done. I do not know
where I shall go. It was the har
mony of those dates that convinced
me that Jesus was the Christ, and
now I do not know what to beliove.
Mark Twain's Akve.vtukk. I
eot into the cars, ami took a teat in
juxtaposition 10 a lenialo. The fe
male s lace wass perluut lile insurance
company to her. Il insured licr
against ever getting married to any
person- except a blind man, Her
mouth looked like a crack in a dried
lemon, and tliere was no more ex
pression in her face tlinn there is in a
eup ot cold custard, she appeared
as it she had been through one lam
ine, and got two-tbirda the way
tli ron all another. Hhe was old enough
to be a great grandmother to Mary,
Who had the little lamb. Shu whs
chewing prize pop-corn, and carried
in her hand a yellow rose, while a
bsnd-hox and a cotton umbrella
nestled at her side. I couldn't guess
whether she was on a mission ot char,
ity or going west to start a taw. mill,
I was lull of cariosity to hear her
tpeak, so I said: "The exigencies of
the timet require circumspection in a
person who is traveling.' "What?"
said the. "The orb of day shines rc-
sp'endent in the vault above, sayt 1.
hhe twisted around uneasily, and then
raited her umbrella and tid:"! don't
want any of your (; git out!" And
1 did git out.
A little girl at school rt-ad thus:
"The widow lived on a limbacy Mi
her by a relative." ' What did you
tt!l that word?" nsltcd Lh ligi;lu'r:
"the word is legacy, not limvacy."
"tint, said the little girl, "my sister
tays I must say limb, not leg. Hut
ton Courier.
rtoslonians of a thrifiv turn are
opening their eyes wide ovrr the pub
lished bill of expense for the .Stunner
turinorial. George William Curtis
was paid $1,000 fur hit supposed vol
untary eulogy at the rate of $10 a
tear.
THK MAN WHO WANTED INFOnMA.
... TIO.V. ;
Yesterday noon, while the people
nrotind the office except the Hhead
reporter" were at dinner, the, smell
of smoke suddenly became apparent,
and a fat man smoking a pig pipe,
came toiling up stairs. When he had
recovered his. breath and taken a seat
ho inquired :
"Is der big editor what knows
overydings in?"
. "No gone to dinner," was the
MV: . . .
Und, ho snail come back puny
soon?"
In about an hour."
I can't wait so quick as dat; I
hnf to go to a funeral." '
'Do.you want anything?
'Yea. I want to know some, dinks
about dat Peecher scandal. You zee,
one day about dree months ago a
fellow comes mit my zaloon and he
'Did you bear noddmgs about
Mr. Peecher?" und I say nix, und he
say Mr. Peecher sthole corn."
Yes."
TJnd der next day when I went
home my wife says: 'Did your hear
noddings about Mr. Peecher?' Und
she said, ?Mr. Peacher sthole a dog.'"
"Yes.,"
"Und when I was in der street gar
a man says: 'Hello, Air. xtitternian,
what you dinks about Mr. Peeoberr
Und I says no man can be a goot
man who vhill . steal a dog. Und
don everybody laughs und winks,
und I don't know about it."'
"Yes."
"Und when I was in derZitty Hall
a man sthrikes me on der pack, und
says: 'Hello, old frent, is Mr,
Peecher guilty ?' Und I said I dun
no, und he said Mr. Peecher hiret a
roan to blow up a church mit a bar
rel of bowder.
Yes."
Und den vhen I was in Dearborn
a man looks bretty sharp at me und
says: 'You lit In Dadroit, don t
you?' Und I said I lit in Dadroit.
Und he says: - 'What is your shudg-
ment on dat reecner nisiness r
Und I said noddings. Und he said
Mr. Poochor had a fight mit a zircus
num." , :
Yes."
Und when my pig boy oome home
from Doletlo he say: J'Fadder, what
you dinks about dot Mr. Peecher?'
Und I says I dunno, Hans. Und he
says Mr. Peecher got some gloze und
shumped der dailor's bill."
ies. .
Und when I goes home or in der
street gar, or mit my zaloon, or in
der bost office, somebody say some
dings about dot Peecher bisiness,
and I dunno. Who is dot Mr.
Peochor? Where he lif?"
Ho is a great preacher, and he
lives in Brooklyn."
"Z,o? Und what he dor
" He cot one of these tobacco
boxes with a needle in the cover, and
carried it around in his pocket,
When a man tried to open it the
needle went into his thumb about
twenty-five feet."
' Is dat bossible I
' Yos, and be had his vest pocket
mndo so deep that a oigar would go
clear out of sight, and he kept it full
anil deceived the public
" Mv zoul I but is dat zor
" Yos, and he keeps an old wild-
cnt bill in his wallet to lend out
whon a man wants to Bocure the
loon of dollar for few minutes.'
" Vholl, I doglares! Veu abreacher
shall do like dat we shall wonder
what next. 7,o dat is dor Peecher
pisinoss, eh? Vhell, vholl. " Detroit
net I'rtm.
DONALD MrKAV.
Donald McKay. Chief of the Warm
Spring tribo of Indians in this ntato
and the dashing leader of that little
band of scouts who allied themselves
with the United States forces and
valiantly aided in dislodging the hos
tile Modocs from a supposed inipreg.
liable fortress, has, through A tram
of unfoi'tuilotis circumstances, be-
come a pauper and is at this time an
occupant of the Itoston poor bouse.
Mr. McKay,1 notwithstanding the
wild life he has chosen to follow, is a
gentleman of high culture and has
always been noted for the friendliness
of spirit which he exhibited toward
tho whito settlers. In early days
when the lmmltrmiiU, shorn of al
most every species of property and
destitute of tne commonest necetst
ties of life, wero trudging their
weary way onward to this valley,
Mr. McKay mot and welcomed them
and not only volunteered to protect,
but gave them freely of such stores
as he possessed, and now that it ii be
that is in want of a friend, will not
these same people and in fact the
people of Oregon oome to the resone
and release from a position of hope-
loss despair and penury this noble
nian, by contributing the means that
will enable him to regain bis homo,
and thus gladden the hearts of his
suffering people, who, although of a
dutky hue, are brave and true speci-
mens of aboriginal manhood, and
brave hearts to feel for the sufferings
of their dourly lured chieftain. Let
us one and all put our shoulders to
the wheel with 9 determination to
porsevcre until we possess the means
whereby the man may be enabled to
return home, ever remembering that
in the giving we are returning but
tho interest upon an old debt, long
since outlawed, but nevertheless hon-
cslly flue. ISuUdm,
in ainumng story is told ol ueo,
Cliilds, ot Philadelphia, who takes
grunt pride 111 allowing his establish
ment 10 visitors, lie dad passed
through several of the department!,
and at be approached the stereotype
rooms, renisrkod that thu room was
always kept in perfect order, when
on opening the door, there lay a
drunken compositor last aslwp on
ob 01 the Imposing stones, who did
not anncar to be in uerlcct order.
The disKust of Mr. Cliilds cau be
better imagined than detcilwd.
NO. 45.
CATCHING A CAJfMON BAU.
The subject of the following sketch
is the same person who astonished
the people of this State with , his
cannon ball feats, while traveling
with Lee's Cirous a few years ago'.
Ed. Dem.
A very singular exhibition was
given recently at the Jardin Mabille.
There has been performing here at
the Folios Bergeres, a man named
Holtum, an American, who has a
cannon fired at him and catches the
ball in bis hands. This' prodigious1
feat was witnossed nightly, and al
though the actors present avowed
that there was no trick, Pierre Veron,
of the Monde Ulustre, would not be
lieve it. He said that the cannon:
ball must be thrown to Holtum from
the stage. - The latter made a bet of
8,000 franos that he would perform
the feat under- certain, conditions
which left no room to doubt, and:
whon the bet was taken, Veron des-.
ignated Mabille as the place for the
trial. All the journalists of Paris
were invited, and they found Holtum
there before his cannon. It was ex
amineil with minute care and the
heavy ball was passed from hand to
hand. " I am no longer in my own
house," said Holtum; " yon' are
master here, and you must watch
over all the arrangements. Having
carefully aimed and lashed, his can
non, it was charged, and Holtum
took his place against a plank target
some ten yards away. ' This was to
show that the ball was solid, and the
force of the powder great enough to
sehd it through the plank.' Holtum
got the aim of his gun, and then
placed his head in a certain position
against the plank, giving the 00m
mand to lire. The ball just grazed
the hair, and broke through ' the
plank, rolling some twenty yards
further- on. The same boll was
pioked up by the journalists, who
again charged the cannon, nd sent
home the ball, and this time Holtum
caught the bull in his hands as
neatly as he does nightly upon the
stage, ua won nis net, ana no one
soemed disposed to accept his offer
of 3,000 francs to any one who would
perform the same astounding feat.
The physical force required must be
enormous, and Holtum showed his
strength by tossing up cannon balls
as if they were so many oranges.
The only precautions taken are very
simple : ne wears very thick leather
gloves, and covers his breast with
many thicknesses of thin paper to
form a sort of cuirass. This looks to
me like a very dangerous feat, and
particularly the first part of it, where
Holtum places his head agninstthe
tarket half an inch below wflere the
ball will probably strike. If the
powder should ohance to be defective,
. . .1 . , , 1 : .i i
some day mere micut oe an auuiunui,.
It is like the foolhardy trick of put
ting one s head into a lion a mouth.
One day I fancy that bull will snap
Ins head verv nearly oft, rant i;or-
renpamwice N. X. Times. . .
BOW A WOMAN BUY MEAT.
When a woman outers a butcher.
shop to select a piece ol meat for
dinner the has her mind made up to
Hike mutton roast. Thereforo when
the butcher rubs bis hands and atks
what she will have, she promptly re
plies: ......
"I ll lake arms 01 mat mill
"She emim tliere, ller eye has
caught sight of a linin, and she sud
dciily doeidet to take ham.
"Is that nice hamr the inquires. ' '
'Best Sham I ever saw, madam,
How much?"
"Well, vou may give me three
p . well, I don i. know, either
My himbuud was laying he'd like
some siiiisngii. Have you any real
nice sausage?''
"Plenty, madam. JNow, then, now
much sausage will you haver'
"It'i pork tausago, la it r'
"Yes. ma'am."
"Well, I suppose a pound would
be enough for our small family, but
but" 1
"Shall Iwweigh a pound, madam?"
"I was lust wondering if a veal
pot-pio wouldn't suit him belter," the
answered, "xou navo veai, 1 sup
pose ?" '
"Oh. ve. madam. Hero's a splen
did bit of veal as good a piece ai I
over saw. "
"Yes, that does look liko nice veal.
the says, lifting it up.
nun vou 11 tane 11 r
"Let's col" the muses. "Y no, I
guess not. I guess I'd bettor take
pork cliojit. '
"Nice chops how much?" he asks.
"tine ot Hints si ices will wci,
pound, I suppose f"', '
"About a pound, madam."
'"And it was a young bog ?"
'Quite young, madam."
"And you'll out the rind off?"
"Yes, madam."
"Wll," she sayt, heaving a deep
lull. "I guest you may civ me some
beefsteak tome that's nice, and be
sure to cut all the bone out I
And she's only been half an hour
coming to llie point. Vetroit free
I'm.
Uahiifui.. Questions put to bis
sweetheart by a bashful lad, during
their first tete-a-tete' "How is your
father? How's your mother? How are
your parunts? How are your father
and mother? How are they both?"
A college senior thus describes bis
unsuccessful attempts to gain the at
tention of a vorwiK lady : "1 wanted
to see ber ever so much, but some
old fellow rushed in ahead and there
I was eliminated by substitution."
A Chicago pspor tsvs thai a youi.g
widow in that oily, who writes well,
it traiuing herself for an editor. We
hope we are not the editor the is
training herself for.
Some of the farmers in tha Con
necticut Valley are becoming rich by
raising potatoes for tho starch factories.
Humnew notices in tlia Iwal -(Vt
20cMKnt&er llviav .. .- . - . .
1 For ktnU and tran-lnt aJvrl!mT1.
1 00 per square of 1J inun, i-,r tin re
insertion, and m cenls pur m(.:itie 1. 1 ,
subsequent insertion.
TSEBLII ANOTilUCIIiY,
Eaxh tbld band resting On a. grav-,
Her lips apart In prayer,
A mother MheUvd la-rL hw tara .
ITprmibovieteta'the,-.
O'er many a rood of vale ami lawn --
Of blU and forest gloom, '
Th reaper .death had reveled in
His fearful harvest 'home
The last unquiet Sumntm-shone
Upon a fruitless fry.; , ,
From yonder forest obarged the bluft
Down yonder slope the gray. ....
; The hush of death was un the scene,
And sunset o'er the dead, .
In that oppressive ettlmses -
. A pall of glory spread.
I know not, dare.not.iiuestlon how
I met the ghastly e;larS -' - . ,
Of eaoh upturned ana nurls face
. That sltrunk and whltnneu there,
X knew my noble boys had stood , .
Through all that withering day. -I
knew that Willi wort the blue.
Thai !ltrywo tho gray. 1"
I thought of Wllllet clear blue eyes, .
His wavy hair of (old, .
That clustered an a, fearless brow
' Of purest SanonmatUf ". .. . ('.
Of Harry, with bleravep locks,
And eagle glance ot pride i
Of howlhey etaspedsaeh-otuai'B hand
And lft their asothert side y .-, .
How, hand In hand thay bore my prsyr.
And blessings on the way-.
A noble huatt beneath, lb iiliw,
Another Jneatk the gray.. -:
The dead with white and-folded hand.
That bushed our village nomes( - ,
I've seen laid ealiuly. teuderiy,-
Wlthln their darkened roouia 1
Dut there 1 saw distorted Uraba,
And many an eye aglara,
In the soft purple twilight nf .
The thunder srattten sir 1 , -Along
the slop and-on the tward, .
. In ghastly ranks they lay,'
And-thera wna bHWd'npon.tha bUla
Andbjond upoa.th.e.gcay-r. . .
1' looked and saw his blood, and his j
' Aaw,lftnYYivld.dream . . ...
:Of blended years flashed p'er me, whan -
Like some cold shadow, came '
A bundnens f ha-ey and brals
; The same that seises one ,, ,.t
When' men are smitten suddenly
' WhootHUstaastlwsun;;; .:. i.
And while blurred with the sudden St roke
That swept ray soul, I lay.
They burled Willi in hat blue, i
; . And Harfjlr. idssray.;, t..,,. .,
Til shadows fall upon their gravs 1
Thsy (all upon my heart;
And through th twilight of his tout
; Like dews the tears will start.
The tarllilitOBini so silently, .
. And llngerswhere they rest;
80 hope's revealing starlight sinks
And hi)wlthta mf kriaat. ,
They atk not thsr where yonder aeavta
. Hmlles with eternal day. .
Why Willi wore the loyal bUM-
Why Harry wore the tray.' t
. jUJgMi:. rim-XT' .
' s S BWKSISOtUniblt. -1
Maine list a new town called Skat-
ohawatohiekatchiei 1 '! " '
What holds' all tho snuff in the
wortdfNoohdnose.il
"Oh, my dear wife," said John Hen
ry, at be paid th milliner's bill.
. Certain people are more conlident
than ever, since the recent whiskey
troubles, that Grant it playing eeiyr-
Warm weather helps one ti bo
good. That it; you don't ear whether
your neighbor has a big . woodpile or
g sirial I one. ! -. -r ; ; ; -y ' , -
The Saratoga chip who married a
girt last tiimmer, baring fallen in love
with her beautilul uoinplomon, says
now that it Was alkin gam."; ft
A lellow who was op in a polioo
court recently gave his occupation as
that bt a "oonoliplogist," and. explain
ed by saying he opened olamt tt a mar-
kev , ., .. ' ' V '.
We think it no more than right
that men should li'Ir-e time by the
forelock.' for the r 1 la old fellow.
sooner or 1st or, pulls all their hair
A. wsic of a gourmand who had
made himself ill by feasting on fisii,
said he'embodied the trio ot the fiery
furnace, thus shad-rack, rat-sick and
abed-we go.-; ..
r A Covington man died and they
pat him on ice, bnt be awoke in the
night and yelled out: "Why don't
you put sonse more wood in that
stover Me. . ' -. -. ' , '
" "Thi Is net gain," laid a witty .
Worcester girl who found a valuable
ilk hir net hanging-to the fringe ol
her shawl upon her return from en
evening lecture 1 .,
Mrs. Keen, of Springfield, declined
10 allow ber daughters (o take part in
a spelling match because ilia heard
somebody say that knotty words
would be given put.
This world would beatandy dvsurt
of loRasomeness if women were not
privileged to attend auction tales and
pay more for an old bureau than a
new chamber set wonb! cost.
1 A little girl hearing her teaehsr
spokca ef . psiEStekhig woman,
remarked that the scholars were the
"paiastakingest," for they, were
srally whipped all round .every day.
Poet the court understand you to
say thst you taw the editor intoxi
cated? "Not at all, lie, only I've eu
him 'in such a-a-a-fiorry at to at
tempt to out ent copy with the 'al
ters; that's alb", .
, "Dearm, how fluid ly he Ulks,"
said Mrs. Partington recently, at a
temperance meeting. "I am always
rejoiced when he mount th nostrils,
for bis eloquence warms every cart
ridge in my body."
A little girl and boy, three or four
years old, were playing on the ice
when "is fell down and coiiMni-in-ed to
cry. Bub ran up and sooi'u.rt jly lis
ped: "Don't owyt jli,Jf-i! "ileiiv!
Thay damn!' I nit' ' '.
The Inconvslei'Virs in our 0
raphy are smne " i.; 1'
template. T o n p a e
and the man t
should have I I
spells "ache," stf u i" lS-
mat-he out ol it -ei-iit,"
no tr ,."it I,
ivb id the lie.
atotihl spe1! "
"ieiffii," is en 1 't
srfMisie, if lii '
pe-ioTifttl.
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