The Corvallis gazette., July 09, 1880, Page 4, Image 4

WEEKLY CORY ALUS GAZETTE.
CORVALLIS. JULY9 , 1880
ONLY A LINE.
Only a line in the paper
That somebody rend aloud,
At a table of languid boartieis,
To a dull, indifferent crowd.
Market reports and a marriage,
And the reader read them all:
How could he know a hope died then,
And wag wrapped In a funeral pall ?
Only a line in the paper,
Read In a casual way.
But the glow went ont of one young life.
And left It cold and gray
Colder than bleak December,
Grayer than walls of rock;
The reader paustd, and the room grew full
Of laughter and idle talk.
If one slipped ofl to her chamber
Why, who could dream or know
That one brief line In the paper
.Had sent her away with her woe
Away Into lonely sorrow,
To bitter and blinding tears ?
Only a line in the paper
But It meant such desolate veers.
THE HIDDEN SORROW.
It -was a bitter cold day; the streets of
New York were alive wjth a dense mass
of crowding humanity, evercoaten,
muffled and veiled, as became those who
iovouslv braved the penetrating winu
and sharp atmosphere, in the merry
making time between the death of the
old and the birth of the JNew lear.
Notwithstanding the frosty weather
the Empire City was never in gayer
mood, and up and down, and across the
thronged thoroughfares, stylish turnouts
dashed by to tne tinKling music 01 silver
toncrued bells and low. happy laughter
speeding away to the open roads and
snow-clad country, lying white and still
beyond the hurry and turmoil of the
great eity.
Though so cold without it was warm
enoush in the elegant room where we
were sitting my cousin Althea, her
half-sister, Mrs. Irene Chester, and x
My cousin Althea was not young past
thirty, in fact; but she was the most
beautiful woman I ever saw, and as she
sat in the large crimson damask chair by
the window, dreamily looking out at the
hurried passers-by, I thought I had
never seen anypne so charmingly and
irresistibly lovely. Her lustrous black
eyes, clear olive complexion and glossy
wealth of purpie-Diacu nair, were so per
fectly perfect that one did not know
which to admire the most, and her voice
and smile were as sweet and winning as
her form was graceful and her face
matchlessly beautiful.
Howard Tremaine loved her as few
men love their wives; and Althea, as
everybody knew, idolized her handsome
husband, and -yet somewhere there was a
hidden sorrow, tne nature 01 wnicn j.
could not for my life divine. I had seen
the shadow more than once, but the sub
stance itself is well kept out of view, and
but for the sad. anxious, restless look
that often of late crept into Althea's
great, soulful eyes, I'd not have thought
sorrow could exist in her luxurious
home, much less fix itself permanently
there.
We were going to the opera in the
evening. Mr. Chester was to attend us
in the absence of Howard, who had gone
away two or three hours before with
three or four friends, who had, very
much to his wife s regret, called for him
to accompany them on a little half-hour
or so sleigh-ride out on the .Blooming
dale road.
As the short winter afternoon wore on
Althea grew every moment more and
more uneasy; her faith in that "little
half-hour or so," never having been very
strong, died utterly, before the sun's last
cold, golden rays faded in the west; and
when Mrs. Chester rang for lights, and
carelessly remarked that it was time to
dress, she was noticeably ill at ease and
would do nothing but walk to and fro
netween the window and the warm, rosy
fi -elight, m that nervous, listening, ex
pectiint way which is so painfully sug
gestive of secret dread and anxiety too
deep and wretched for words.
Whatever Howard Tremaine touched
turned to gold and all that money could
buy his wife possessed. Her wardrobe
jewels, house and carriage were among
the most superb in New York, yet her
closet evidently had its skeleton, and to
night, more than ever before, it seemed
to rattle its dry bones m our very ears
and make itself felt and seem in every
nook and corner of the millionaire's
sumptuous home, in spite of all Althea
could do to iceep the unpleasant thing
ont of sight.
For the twelfth time she walked to the
window, and, with a half -suppressed
sigh on her lips, stood watching the
sleighs fly past so long that Mrs. Chester
lost patience, and exclaimed rather
petulantly:
"Nonsense, Althea! Why is it that
you always will be worrying about How
ard? He is not a baby and no doubt is
quite capable of finding his way home
alone, as most men are. Mr. Tremaine
knows that we are going to the opera
this evening- and will be sure to drop in
before the end of the first act, you may
depend. And we must dress, if we wish
to hear the opening air in Faust, which
I certainly do, however it may be with
you."
Mrs. Chester was one of those positive
characters who immediately act upon
what they say, and in less than an hour
we were on our way to the opera.
The house when we entered was liter
ally packed with a most brilliant and
fashionable audience, but Althea seemed
to move like one in a dream and took
not the slightest notice of anybody or
anything around her.
I could not make it out at all and
hardly dared to look at her for very
sympathy. Her magnificent dress of
violet velvet and creamy old lace became
her perfectly, and never did a queen
carry herself more royally, or seem
more unconscious of her beauty and
grandeur.
Diamonds a fortune's worth of them
flashed on her arms, neck and bosom,
and gleamed like drops of liquid light
amid the rich abundance of her dusky
hair ; but she was not happy.
There was much too heavy a sorrow
lying unrestfully at her heart for that
too much of nameless dread and anxiety
to allow of enjoyment of any sort.
At the end of the second act a gentle
man made his way to our box, and asked,
in the usual conventional way, after the
customary greetings were gone through
with, how we liked the music.
Mr. Chester, who had been comforta
bly dozing in his chair the whole time,
declared he was never more charmed an
innocent fabrication which none cared to
question.
"And where did you leave Mr. Tre
maine?" inquired Mrs. Chester, in some
inrprise. "He was with you, I think,
Mr. Richland."
"Yes, and I left him with the others at
Delnionico's. I don't care for that sort
of thing, you know," lowering his voice,
and glancing furtively at Mrs. Tremaine.
It makes one feel so confoundedly
wretched the next day."
Althea was a well schooled woman of
the world, and full and unflinchingly she
met his meaning glance.
I can t say lust how the evening pass
ed. I only know F was intensely glad
when it was all over with, and we wero
home again.
Mr. and Mrs. Chester went at onoe to
their apartment, but lingered a moment
in the parlor with Althea, who seemed in
no hurry to go to her room, though it
was late and the house as sun as mm,
But as she did not appear inclined to
talk, I kissed her, said good night, and
went up to my chamber, leaving her
alone there, like another Ariadne, sad,
broken-hearted, in the midst oi prinoely
splendor and untold wealth.
I had barely left the room before the
jingle of bells and the clatter of flying
hoofs in the almost silent street arrested
my footsteps.
A sleigh dashed passed and stopped at
the door, as if driven by a whirlwind.
The night was intensely cold, but the
tired horses .were smoking, and their
quivering flanks white with foam and
frost.
Not caring to see more, I dropped the
curtain and turned to look at Althea.
She stood like a statue in the middle of
the room, one hand pressed hard against
her breast, andthe other holding close
about her the rich white opera cloak she
still wore, with its soft, snowy fringes
and swan's down trimmings shimmering
in the faint, uncertain firelight like a
silken cloud, for one dim gas jet was
burning in the deserted parlor when we
entered it, and even this Althea had turn
ed down so low that it was no more than
a glimpse of light.
Unsteady steps sounded on the stairs,
then came the sound of a muffled fall,
and something like a half-muttered oath,
mingled with the low cry of uncontrolla
ble anguish that burst involuntarily from
Althea's pale lips.
"I knew how it would be," she moan
ed. "I knew how those unfeeling crea
tures he calls his friends would bring
him home."
And swiftly and noiselessly as a spirit,
unmindful of her elegant toilet, and the
strangely beautiful picture she made,
Althea hurried to the assistance of her
helplessly intoxicated husband.
It was not the first time she had waited
his coming in a pale agony of fear and
dread, not the first time she had heard
that dull, soul sickening fall, not the
first time she had glided down the great
oaken staircase to find her husband
handsome Harry Tremaine lying prone
on the floor, a sight to stir the pity of
the. boldest heart, and cause the very an
gels in heaven to weep.
I could have cried aloud in my unut
terable surprise and grief, and on my
knees have begged him for God's sake to
desist from further breaking the heart of
the wife who loved him so dearly aye,
so dearly!
I saw her through a rush of blinding
tears help him somehow to regain his
feet, and even in his pitiable weakness
he looked like a fallen god; the noble
head, clear-cut features, the something
indescribable that stamped him a man of
wealth and intellectual force, was still
apparent, though so completely had the
man been gotten the better of by the de
mon that lurks in the wine-cup.
And she Althea the look in her eyes
I'll never forget to my dying day. She
did not say a word; a kind of dumb de
spair seemed to settle upon her counte
tenance a despair that paled her cheek
to the hue of ashes, and chilled the very
life-blood in her veins.
I had seen enough, heaven knows, of
Althea's hidden sorrow, and stole away
to my room, wishing I could believe the
whole miserable scene but a troubled
dream, that would vanish with the com
ing of the morrow's sun,
Howard did not make his appearance
at breakfast the next morning.
Althea explained, in atone of apology,
that Mr. Tremaine came in late, and
"was tired."
Mrs. Chester did not guess that any
thing was wrong, and really thought
that Howard was ill taken cold the day
previous, perhaps and advised Althea
to wnd for the family physician.
Althea, however, did not follow her
sister's advice, but sat all day beside the
sofa where her husband lay, suffering
miserably from the combined tortures of
headache and remorse.
Toward evening he began to "feel
better," and good resolutions began to
shape themselves in his mind, as is often
the case when one's head and conscience
have been for some little time on the
rack.
"Althea," he said, drawing her lovely
face down to his and kissing the sweet
mouth, that trembled beneath his lips in
way that betokened the near approach
of tears "Althea, I saw a look in your
eyes last night that I cannot quite for
get, and which I hope never to see
in them again; and I promise you, here
and now, that I will never, so long as I
live, touch a drop of wine again. It's
the devil's own and never-failing well
spring of sin and misery, and my wife
God bless her! is not to have her happi
ness clouded and her heart broken by
the folly and madness that lie in a bottle
of green seal. There! do you believe
me, darling? or do you think me incapa
pable of successfully resisting the spark
ling temptation that has proved the
ruin the utter and absolute ruin of
unnumbered millions, and blighted and
embittered the lives of more women than
I dare to think of."
"I believe you. Howard," she sobbed;
"I must believe you; for to do otherwise
would kill me. If there was to be no
end nothing to look forward to but
this how could I endure- to live? Oh,
if you will but keep your promise I shall
be so happy so happy, Howard."
She fell, sobbing, into his arms, and
through the fast-falling tears that filled
her eyes the glad smiles were coming
and going, like sunshine through an
April shower.
Three years have passed since that
day, but Howard has never broken his
vow, and I feel quite certain now that he
never will.
A Pnn iii rv nroantior ninltit-a,! t li n Imrriw
ble torments awaiting those who yielded
to me weaknesses oi tne nesn so viviaiy
that manv oersona in hix nnrivrturutinn
gave way to emotions of alarm. A pallor
overspread their faces and their eyes
nuea wun tears, rrigntenea nimseif at
the effect which he had - produced, the
wort h v narsnn laanorl nuor hia nnlnit aiwl
J t - . . ' " ...... V HUU
said: "I exaggerate a little, my hearers, I
exaggerate.
A dealer in cheap shoes recently
counseled in one of his advertisements
"Ladies wishing these cheap shoes will
do well to call soon, as thev will not last
long.
Somrthlnr iter) WewM Stop.
The tonjnwl f Htyhra by the
Gornmn m kW fc W$ Wp4re a eity
of 80,(HW hmU a.ud verd wUMoaa of
gtHe, l&O.tWO f which are devoted to
utrange Thew geeae liw and die
for th benefit the few exquisite Uvera
Mid the w v wen and. wwe, especially
men, who, like to et the part oi the
ifonwttftttd ajnd ae witting to pay for it,
aa wett aa t indulge in a. culinary fib
v,-:iM'in.th These geese are educated
... " -a. il .).. J Al. . "I A
with a iie regard tuv meir nver, wo w
tor being used far the "paten de foios
gras," which go around the world,
paoHed in tin oaxe or tne pots ox oarge
tunnd, of which the latter are rather
preferable. The first pate of goose-liver
on record was wade by the Romans. In
order to get the liver large and fat the
geese were placed in iron cages, their
heads sticking out in such a way as to
make its withdrawal impossible and life
wretched. To make misery complete a
bright fire was burning close by, keeping
up a temperature in which three geese
out of four perished, while the fourth
succeeded, on the strength of three or
four enforced meals a day, to develop a
a miserable body and an enormous liver.
Roman gentlemen occasionally had their
anseraria where the animals were fed on
figs, as Horace says:
"Pinquibus et ficls pastum Jecur anseris,"
(Of juicy figs they make food for the
liver of the goose.)
When the luxury of .Rome was swept
away by the Teutonic migration of na
tions, it is reported that the Jews re
tained the secret of the goose-liver, and
the whole secret of the modern pate was
divulged only by the French revolution,
although the "philosophers" who helped
to bring it on enjoyed the dish hugely,
provided it was saturated with the
aroma of the truffle. The Jews had a
preference for onions, but Close, a native
of Normandy and chef de cuisine to
Marshal Contade. who was commander
in Alsace from 1762 to 1788, decided that
a large, fat goose-liver was too good for
onions and garlic; he niiea it wun irui
fles, surrounded it with daintily chopped
veal, enveloped the affair in the rich
est dough, and gave it a slow
stew. But he insisted on an enor'
mous liver, the Prigorfl truffle and
aoDreciative feeders. The latter were
found readily among the male and fe
male beaux-esprits, the higher clergy and
the intellectual liberals ; men of affairs
are occasionally too prudent to be gor
mands. In 1788 Close decided to find a
constituency of his own ; he set himself
in the rue Mesange, and now tne aisn
enjoys an international reputation. The
Russians admire it greatly ; it is liked
in France and England, and much used
in America. The Germans call it Jjeber
pastite, and are not quite up to its refinements.
America will never produce much of
this food for mellow palates, unless all
its prevention-of-crnelty societies ad
journ sine die. For the whole process
of making it is unnatural and not speci
ally appetizing. The geese are pur
chased when about nine months old ;
they are placed in a dark, damp cellar
where they are tied on stone tables with
backs down and their necks unsupported,
while wings and feet are separated as far
as possible. For about a week the un
happy creature struggles aid screams
against such human hendishness ; then
sets in a period of dull resignation,
which lasts five or six weeks. They are
fed once in two hours, or rather forced
to digest little dumplings of stewed
corn, buckwheat and chestnuts, and this
process is repeated six times a day. Fin
ally the animals approache their natural
end, and the great point is to kill them
just before. They are usually so far
gone as to be unable to make any resist
ance ; they have no real meat ; but their
liver weighs about three pounds, and
consists chiefly of fat. The rest is sold
for about 10 cents. The liver is then
filled with about a pound and a half of
truffles, and placed on ice for a week.
Then it is cut up into slices, and placed
alternately with the most delicate of fine
ly chopped meats in tin boxes or earthen
pots, covered with pure and tasteless
fat, and stewed for about five hours.
The article is now readv for the market
of five continents, and the rule is to like
it. The last prevention of-cruelty offi
cer who made his- appearance in Stras
bourg was denounced as a socialist
and scarcely escaped with his life. Bos
ton Advertiser.
Thought He Was Looking Well.
A famous lawyer of Missouri, noted
for his legal learning and classical
scholarship, illustrated by his eccentric
habits an old English song:
"The loss ol wealth Is the loss of dirt.
As sages In all times assort,
The happy man's without a shirt "
"Billy Campbell," as he was familiarly
called, made much and saved little
money, for he had no idea of its value.
He indorsed for everybody, and if he
went ont into the street with a pocket
full of change, he would return without
a cent, having given something to every
beggar he met.
One day, the sheriff, in reply to Mr.
Campbell's question, "What's the news ?"
said, "Nothing, sir, but this, I am sorry
to say, I had to sell your house and lot
for the debt you owed as security to Mr.
Hill."
"Oh, that's nothing," answered Camp
bell; "the property is not lost, it has
only changed hands."
Mr. Campbell was an easy-going bach
elor, and had the reputation of being
one of the most slovenly dressed lawyers
in the State. On one occasion, when he
was about leaving home to attend the
Legislature, his sister informed him that
she had packed a dozen new shirts in his
trunk.
"Now, brother," said she, "do be
more particular about your dress, and
don't forget to put on a clean shirt at
least twice a week. It's very mortifying
to have you go about looking so dirty."
On his return home at the close of the
session she congratulated him on his
hearty appearance.
"Why, you have grown as fat as a
pig," she remarked, "they must have fed
you well at the Capital!"
"Yes, they take good care of us," he
replied, "for they are always in want of
some appropriations."
Looking into her brother's trunk, and
finding but two shirts, she called out:
"Where, brother, are all those new
shirts I gave you ?"
"Don't you find them in the trunk?"
"No; I see but two."
"Possibly 1 may have some on me."
An examination disclosed the fact that
he was wearing six shirts, which ac
counted for his apparent improvement in
flesh.
Farewell to the Chromo.
There is no mistaking the fact that the
chromo, aa a work of art, has had its day
and has now turned its face to the wall.
Its remarkable green and red effects, its
startling landscapes and lurid sunsets,
its moons which no connoisseur on earth
could distinguish from its suns, its chro
mo yellow and olive green storms, its
wonderful flowers and exuberant fruits
with their glaring disregard of nature.
its exaggerated pretensions when it
aspired to copy Rembrandt or a Claude
Lorraine, all those memories will soon
be relegated to that unknown limbo into
which pins and peccadilloes vanish.
let, there was a time when the chromo
was a welcome guest in every family.
Who does not recall that period in our
country's history when "Wide Awake"
and "Fast Asleep" were let loose on the
community, and hung in a conspicuous
place in every parlor, to reach by slow
stages the sitting room, the nursery, and
Anally the garret? They were pretty and
painty, with an atmosphere of varnish
and a color that no sun could fade. Cer
tainly, they were the prettiest of all the
lot, and had the chromotype stopped
with these little daisied cherubs, as a
first and last effort, we would never have
endured nightmares of high colored emo
tion or inflicted this tirade upon our
friends. The mills of the gods ground
out other chromos, however, and they
were worse than the first. They sent us
a much lauded effort, "Mamma is in
Heaven." It represented a rod and
white angel, in floating garments, with
corkscrew curls, kept on by a very green
wreath of earthly laurel, and flying on
some sort of a celestial trapeze ovor the
heads of their impossible good children,
seated in a red and blue row on an orange
colored sofa. This ran its course, and
was followed by "Vesta the Goddess of
the Hearth," a lackadaisical young
woman with a long neck, holding in one
hand an ancient oil can, and smiling in
sipidly at nothing. We cannot be too
thankful for the development of home
talent which has crowded out the chro
mo, for, even though we grope in a
maze of uncertainty as to the object in
the foreground, whether it is a cow, or a
windmill, or a patent lawn mower, we
are not likely to be struck color blind
while examining it.
And we had never been confronted with
the interrogation: "Have you had your
chromo taken?" That would, indeed,
have been a calamity, for there would be
even less satisfaction in showing a dead
ancestor, done in chromo, than there is
in bringing out the family group in
daguereotype a presentment that has
no likeness to anything in the heavens
above or the earth beneath.
Yet the chromo brightens as it takes its
flight and we recall the tender solicitude
with which we saw it hung on the parlor
wall, just where the startled light would
strike its glowing canvass and where ad
miring friends gathered in pleased com
ment. Our cup was full.
"How be-a-utiful!"
"Perfectly lovely, isn't it?"
"Just as handsome as an oil paint
ing." "Did it cost a great deal?"
"Given away.. Yes, actually given
away without price. Thrown in for a
year's subscription to the Christian Dis
union." "Why, how can they afford it?"
The good people had no idea that
thirty thousand copies of this work of
art could be ruled off in a day and at an
expense of a few cents each. Familiarity
with the artist's methods would certainly
have bred contempt.
Where lguorance Is bliss
Tls folly to be wise."
A prominent lawyer wished to annihi
late a witness of the opposing counsel,
and, after he had fixed her with his glit
tering eye, slowly and forcibly remarked:
"Can you believe the testimony of a
woman who resembles the decoyed
chromo of Queen Elizabeth?" and by
this fearful comparison won the case.
Farewell to the chromo. It takes its
beak from out our hearts and its form
from off our doors and we may imagine
that it takes the solitude of some distant
Plutonian shore, but, at least, we can
buy a newspaper or a pound of tea with
out having a fearful caricature of color
and design thrust upon us as "The
Fisherman's Pride," or "The Italian
Peasant Boy," in thirteen original colors,
by Bang & Co. Detroit Free Press.
An Indian's "View of Custer.
A Low Neck In the Yosemite.
"Sarah," said a young man the other
day to a lady of that name, ''why don't
you wear ear-rings?" "Because I haven't
had my ears pierced." "I will bore them
for you, then." "I thank you, sir; you
have done it enough."
I have heard some versions of the Cus
ter fight from the Sioux chiefs who were
in it, and instead of being as the Yankees
call it, a "massacre," it was, in my
opinion, a fair fight, in which the Indians
proved themselves brave men. Big
Thunder's account of it is, I think, true.
He says the whole band, consisting of
about 5,000 men, women and children,
or about 800 warriors, were in camp, not
at all suspecting that they were being
pursued, and consequently had no
scouts out. The warriors were engaged
in a big feast toward evening, when a
squaw came in and told them that a large
dust was rising on the prairie. They
thought little of it, until they were in
formed that horsemen were approaching
and close upon tbem. They seized their
arms just as Custer's 300 men in line
broke into the camp. The women and
children ran to the hills near by, while
the warriors fired upon the soldiers from
under their tepees. He says the soldiers
were in a fearful state of excitement, as
were the horses, and not seeing the foe,
many of the men shot each other, seem
ing to be frantic and not knowing what
they did. He says Custer and a private
were the brave men; both, after they
had been shot several times, lay on the
ground firing their revolvers at every
one they could see. The Soux think the
private must have been a devil, as they
could not kill him until literally hacked
to pieces. Very few Sioux were killed in
the battle. Big Thunder says that if
they had expected Custer, they would
have tried to escape him, not-wishing to
risk a fight. They have a great dislike
and distrust of the Yankees, and do not
want to have any more to do with them.
When General Terry came to Fort
Walsh after the battle to see Sitting Bull
and get him to surrender, a council was
held in the officer's quarters here, and
Sitting Bull and his chiefs were sent for.
They came and shook hands with all our
officers, but would not look at the Ameri
cans, and when asked to speak to them
they sent for a squaw, the greatest insult
they can give. I do not think we need
fear trouble from the Sioux, as they
seem very well disposed towards us.
We don't know whether it is old or
not, but we heard a lady ask a friend, in a
stieet car, the othe day i
"Annie, is it proper to say this 'ere, that
'are?"
"Why Kate, of course not," was the re
ply. "Well," said Kate, "I don't know
whether it is proper or not, but I feel cold
in this ear from that air."
The conductor fainted.
Proctor's Views on Marriage.
For genuine good taste and a nice
apprehension of the requirements of
social life, and and well, and
stylo, we will back some of our
millionaires produced by the last
rise, but one, in Union Con. against
any class of people in the world. For
instance, there is Pat Donovan
sometimes alluded to as "Big Patsy"
by envious people not yet in society
who once kept the admirably con
ducted grocery at the corner of De
visadero and Shag alley, whose pure
brown sugar at ten pounds for a
dollar, and superb mess mackeral,
and however, as Mr. D. is not in
business any more, it is unnecessary
to say anything more on that head.
Well, as everybody in real good
society knows, Donovan struck it
very rich about a year ago, and
and since then has built a log house
on the "Nob" somewhere, and his
daughter and heir, Nora, has come
out as a shining light of the "music
ales," so frequently given in fashion
able circles nowadays. She had only
taken six months lessons. So at
these recherche entertainments she
simply improvised "Songs Without
Words," which is the safest thing to
do under the circumstances, and
couldn't very well be criticised, al
though those who usually applauded
did so under the impression that the
effort was a masterly imitation of a
piano tuner stringing up a concert
grand. Last month Donovan con
cluded that it was about time to do
something peculiarly unique and
fashionable, so he organized a grand
camping-out party tor the Yosemite,
and started off with a large number
of invited guests. Among the wag
ons was one that excited a good deal
of curiosity, as it contained a large,
carefully-covered object, the use of
which only became apparent after
dinner at the first camp. Then,
while the party was discussing its
coffee, the cover was removed from
the wagon referred to, disclosing a
Steinway grand piano, and at the
same time Miss JNora Donovan
emerged from a tent attired in full,
low-necked evening costume, and,
ascending a velvet-lined step-ladder,
proceeded to thump out "Nancy Lee"
with great vigor in three flats. Un
fortunately, however, the fashionable
triumph this was intended to achieve
was interfered by an unlooked-for
event. The team of bronchos had
not been detached, and at the very
first note they started off with a
jump that landed the piano right on
the top of the camp-fire, and stood
the sweet singer, low neck and all,
on her head in a ditch.
The next day the Donovan picnic
disbanded. is. Jr. Jrost.
A Gold Mine in a Cow. One of the
most remarkable cows on record is the
10th Duchess of Airdrie, owned by the
Hon. Mat. Cochrane, which has just
given birth to her ninth calf, a red
heifer, to be named the 8th Duchess of
Hillhurst, by 3d Duke of Oneida. Of
the 10th Duchess and her daughter's
calves, Mr. Cochrane has sold the follow
ing animals at the prices named: In the
winter of 1875 the bull calf, 4th Duke of
Hillhurst, at $7000; at public auction in
Toronto, June 16, 1875, the bull calf,
5th Duke of Hillhurst, two months old,
at $8000, and the heifer Airdrie Duchess
5th, eight months old, at $18,000; at
auction sale m Toronto, June 14, lovb,
the cow Airdrie Duchess 2d, at $21,000,
and the heifer Airdrie Duchess 3d, at
$23,600. In August, 1877, privately,
the heifer 6th Duchess of Hillhurst,
at $12,000; and at a public sale at Bow
ness, Windermere, England, September
4, 1877, the heifers 3d Duchess and 5th
Duchess of Hillhurst, at 4100 and 4300
guineas each, or $20,500 and $21,500 re
spectively; making a total of $131,600 for
eight animals sold. He has still in his
possession, besides the 10th Duchess,
Airdrie Duchess 4th, 7th Duke and 7th
and bth Duchess of Hillhurst, five ani
mals, and had lost four animals by death
The above result has perhaps never been
equaled by any one animal at the same
age. In December, 1875, an offer of
$25,000 for the 10th Duchess was refused,
and the same for her daughter, Airdrie
Duchess 4th. Since then the old cow has
brought three heifers and one bull; two
of the heifers have been sold for $33,500,
and there still remain the bull and the
heifer just dropped, besides the dam,
who will probably breed a number of
calves yet. Nova Scotian Journal of
Agriculture.
Making Amends.
A dramatist sitting by a friend at a
theater, contrived to extract a handker
chief from his pocket and transfer it to
his own. Presently a man behind him,
tapping him on the shoulder, whispered:
"Beg pardon; here's your purse.
Didn't know you belonged to the pro
fession; all right!" at the same time
slipping into the amateur's hand the
purse he had extracted from his pocket.
The story may pass, for although honor
among thieves has no existence, it is
probable that regular practitioners act
on the old principle that dog should not
eat dog. That they ever go an inch be
yond that we do not believe, even though
we have it on the authority of the Gau lot's
that Charles Dickens once lost his watch
at a theater in Paris, and found it at his
hotel with a note running; "Sir: I hope
you will excuse me, but I thought I was
dealing with a Frenchman, and not a
countryman. Finding ont my mistake, I
hasten to repair it by returning here
with the watch I stole from you. I beg
you to receive the homage of my respect,
and to believe me, my dear countryman,
your humble and obedient servant. A
Pickpocket.
Triflers with feminine affections do not
always get off so cheaply. A young
clergyman, wise enough to choose well,
but foolish enough to allow himself to be
ruled by his friends after proposing to a
young lady, declined to fulfill the en
gagement; and being sued for breach of
promise, was cast in damages 5,000.
This brought him to his senses. Seeking
the plaintiff, he vowed that he had
behaved infamously, but vowed that he
had loved her all the while and loved her
still, and prayed her to forgive and for
get. "My friends," said he, "can make
no objection now; they cannot say you
are without a penny, since yon have
5,000 of your very own." His pleading,
proved irresistible, and the lady and
money were soon his own again.
Chambers' Journal, .
Richard A. Proctor, in a characteristic
letter on the conclusions of Bertellion
and Drysdale, that marriage is conducive
to longevity and a check on crime and
insanity, takes a somewhat converse
view. He says: "The statistics ad
vanced can prove nothing as to the effect
of marriage on the death rate, until it
has been shown that there is no selective
influence tending on the whole to bring
the healthier and stronger persons of
both sexes into marriage relations in
greater numbers, relatively, than those
feebler specimens of humanity, who
swell the death rate for the ages dealt
with. Apart from this, although there
may be some mischief of promulgating
the notion that the feebler sort will find
protection in marriage mischief to them
and still more serious mischief to the
world in increasing the numbers of weak
and ailing persons this mischief is not
to be compared to that likely to arise
from encouraging the notion that the
best cure for criminal cases is an early
marriage, and that a man with madness
in his blood should hasten to the altar if
he would remain sane. Even if the sta
tistics prove what is alleged, it would be
the worst possible thing for the world,
and would bring, untold misery into
families, thus to nourish the mad or
criminal taint. It is for the interest of
the world that, as much as possible, and
by all lawful means, those criminal ten
dencies should be prevented from increas
ing and multiplying on the earth. Mad
ness, too, with its associated diseases,
even if it could be checked in the indi
vidual by marriage would be reproduced
in the offspring. The statistics probably
show, not that marriage prevents crime,
or checks madness, but criminal and in
sane tendencies diminish the matrimo
nial prospects of the persons so unfortu
nate as to possess them. Of course I do
not deny that marriage would have an
influence on persons of moderately crimi
nal tastes, but it would have such an in
fluence chiefly by reason of that per
son's better nature, which would lead
him or her to avoid any course that
might bring sorrow on a beloved wife
or husband. With regard to the man
with insane tendencies, the best way he
could show his better nature (assuming
him to be aware of his condition) would
be by abstaining from what, in his case,
would be the sin oi marrying.
Will the world have the good sense to
accept the deductions that necessarily
follow from the law of heredity, and
come to the conclusion that the surer
way to improve the general, moral,
physical and intellectual statues of the
world, is to pay more attention to parent
age? If so, there is some hope of re
demption.
Fallacies Regarding Cream. A mi
croscopic examination of cream raised
in vessels exposed to the air reveals the
presence 4f minute air or gas bubbles
This being the case, the absurdity of all
ventilating appliances is apparent, as the
means employed produces precisely a
contrary result. No matter how small
the opening for ventilation (for nature
abhors a vacuum) , and the impervious
coating of cream is quickly formed. By
the submerged system the butter globules
neither adhere nor oxidize, and the gases,
if any arise, meet with no obstruction, as
the same microscopic examination proves,
and are condensed and carried off in the
surrounding water. So long as the milk
is warmer than its surroundings, its ten
dency is to throw ofl vapors; when colder,
to absorb ; hence the necessity of exclu
sion for perfect results. The theory of
raising cream by currents in the milk is
a fallacy. Recent critical observations
have established the fact that the butter
globules rise because their specific grav
ity is less than that of the other com
ponent parts of milk ; that they ascend
in direct perpendicular lines, the milk
descending in the same way, and that
whatever current there is in the miik, is
the consequence, but not the cause of
their rising. Wm. CJooly, before the
New York Dairyman s Asssociation.
How He Got the Kettle. Bishop
Selwyn was a benevolent and kindly
spoken man, as well as a great and
famous one. He interested himself
much in the poor, especially in miners.
One day, coming on a company of the
latter, he heard them talking in a very
animated way, so loudly that he said to
them: "My friends, something seems to
interest you all very much; I heard your
voices quite in the distance; may in
quire what it is?" To which they re
died: "Yon see that cornier kettle there?
We found it, and were just saying that
the one who could tell the biggest lie
should have it. "Oh, said the Bishop,
"I am sorry for that; I hope you will
never again tell lies. 'Tis a fearful
habit, and so unmanly. Why, I never
told a4ie in my life. Whereupon the
miners shouted in one breath: "Give the
governor the tea-kettle."
A generous soul is sunshine to the
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W. J. Some, Proprietor California Elastic
Truss Co., 702 Market street, San Franciseo Sin
The Truss 1 purchased of you about ouo year ago
has proved a miracle to me. I have been ruptur
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ot Trusses, all ol which have rumed my health,
as they were injurious to my back and spine.
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I remain, yours respectfully,
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Latest Medical Endorsements.
Martinez, Cal., Feb. 17, 1879.
W. J. Seme, Proprietor California Elastic
Truss Co., 702Market street, 8. F. Sir: In re
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man navecarctuiiy studied its mechanism, ap
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W. J. Some, Proprietor California Elastic
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