WEEKLY CORY ALUS GAZETTE.
CORVALLIS. -
JULY 23, 1880
DREAMS OF THE PAST.
BY ILAINI.
From the Portland Telegram.
I am thinking vet, with a fond regret,
Of an eve In the long dead past;
Of a sunset sky a stream flowing by
A happiness too great to lait
When my youne heart beat to the music sweet
Of a voce that 1 loved too well:
And the passionate bliss of that first sweet kiss
Was loo holy for Hps to tell.
Ten years have flown since we sat there alone
In onr hearts' sweet summer time;
Bat I'll never forget, or cease to regret,
Those days of rapture sublime.
And so, to-night, in the soft twilight,
1 ho' a truer love is mine
I weep on tbe breast where my head sinks to
rest,
And wish again it were thine.
"THE DAY WHEN YOU'LL FORGET
ME."
BY ETHEIjIND bay.
From the Portland Telegram.
fJrreta St. John sat in her little, rose
covered arbor, waiting for her lover,
while the twilight deepened and dark
ened into night, and the moon rose
slowly above the distant mountains, and
looked peacefully down upon the fair
and beautiful scene.
All was silent, save for the monotonous
croaking of the frogs, in a clear, little
pond near by, and to which Greta
listened in grateful pleasure anything
was better than that calm, stifling still
ness that had fallen over her that
dreadful suspense and waiting which
seemed so long she could scarcely live
through it.
Clyde Leighton had gone to ask Mr.
St. John that all-important that much
dreaded, ranch feared question, which
all honorable lovers, whether timid or
bold, are forced to ask, sometime in
their lives; i. e. if he would trust his
daughter to his care for life!
And as Greta sat there, awaiting his
return, she felt certain that her poor,
little, frightened heart had wandered
from its original home, and found a
resting-place in her throat, where it was
aow fluttering and throbbing in a way
that almost stifled her.
For her father did not like Clyde, and
she knew, only too well, what his answer
would be.
At last she heard him coming, and his
slow, weary step, and sad, bitter face,
told the truth more plainly than any
words could have done.
Greta went to meet him, and he took
her silently in his arms, and held her
close to his heart, for a moment; then re
leased her, and threw himself on the
rustic bench, with a sigh that was almost
a groan.
Greta knelt down beside him, and
drew his head on her shoulder.
"My poor Clyde!" she said tenderly,
"Cheer up, for you still have me and my
love. What did he say, dear ?"
"He said that if we would be true to
each other for five years, without meet
ing once in all that time, he would give
his consent!
The color faded slowly from Greta's
cheek.
"Five vears!" she saiil. with a sieh.
"Why J will be quite an, old maJfl by
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mat ume, ana you win not love me
then, Clyde!"
"Not love you!" cried Clyde, pressing
her passionately to him, "U, my dar
ling, it is only for you that I fear! You
will surely forget me when I am far
away, and other and better men plead for
your love. And yet, dear, I cannot give
you up! Promise me, Greta, swear, by
your love to me, that you will be true!"
"Clyde," said the sweet voice reproach
fully, "how can you doubt me? I
promise, dear, but oh! you must 'trust
me not at all, or all in all!' You will uot
doubt me again, Clyde."
"Never, no, never!" said her lover sol
emnly, "no matter what happens, or
wherever I go, I will still believe you
true!"
"O, darling, to-night we must part;
it may be for years, and it may be for
ever; so make me one more promise,
Greta, if ever I am ill, or in trouble,
will you brave your father's anger and
come to me?"
"Yes, Clyde, I willj" The sweet voice
was low and steady. "And you, oh!
Clyde, I will not ask you to promise to
be true, for I know you will I will not
wrong you by any wicked doubts for a
single moment. You are so good and
coble, Clyde you have been so kind
and tender to poor, little me, that I am
afraid I cannot live without you. Tell
me once just once Clyde that you do
not respect me less that yon do not
hold me cheap because, I tell you so
frankly that my whole heart is yours,
and because I do not refuse your
caresses. Tell me, Clyde, that you do
not, for sometimes I feel that there is
more of pity than love in your kisses!"
"My dear Greta," murmured Clyde re
proachfully, "how can you ask me such
a question? Would I ask a girl whom I
did not respect, or whom I held cheap,
as you suggest, to be my wife? Nay, dar
ling, the sweet assurance of your love
for did you not love me, you would not
allow me to kiss you is dearer to me
than all the world! I know you are a lit
tle bit of a flirt, Pet, but I know, also,
that you are not flirting with me I
'trust you all in all!' And now I must go!
Farewell, darling, and sweet angels ever
attend thee!"
One moment he strained her to his
heart in passionate embrace, then re
leased her and strode quickly away in the
darkness. And as he went, a song floated
out through an open window just across
the street, and he paused involuntarily
and listened. Greta, weeping alone, in
her little arbor, listened too, and her
team fell the faster.
"Yon eall me sweet and tender names,
And softly smooth my tresses.
And all the while my happy heart
Beats time to yonr caresses.
Yon love me in yonr tender way,
I answer as yon let me,
But oh! there comes another day
The day when you'll forgetmet"
The sweet voice of the singer died
away, the frogs hushed their noisy
croaking, and the flowers swayed gently
beneath the soft zephyrs, throwing
out little whiffs of fragrance. All the
world seemed cold and desolate to Greta
even the stars seemed to have forgotten
to pity her!
Five years stretched out, blank and
cheerless before her. What did they
hold for her? What blessings? What
sorrows?
"O, Clyde! Clyde!" she sobbed, bury
ing her face in her hands, "I pray God
that the day will never come 'when you'll
forget me!'"
The weeks lengthened into months,
and Greta stifled her heart's bitter mur
murs, and bore her trials as only a
woman a true, noble-hearted woman
can bear them. She was always cheer
ful and patient, but all her old, girlish
gaiety aud coquetry were gone the co
quetry for which Clyde had so often
scolded and reproached her! She
smiled now, sometimes little, sad, tear
ful smiles as she remembered how an
gry he would become, and how difficult
it was to coax him into a good humor,
and make him believe that, despite all
her independence ' and coquettishness,
she loved him with a true, faithful love.
And then, besides, he had wronged her,
and wounded her terribly when he ac
cused her of flirting. She liked to talk
to gentlemen and receive attentions from
them, to be sure, but this was natural
for her, and she could not help it. He
ought not to have censured her for what
she could not help, especially when she
willingly gave up everything and every
body for his sake, when he asked her!
And she really did not know how to flirt
had never, in all her eighteen years,
allowed any man the lover's privilege of
kissing her until Clyde came.
And now he was gone, and five years
must come and go before he could see
him again: for she loved her father,
stern and cold though he was, and his
word was her law.
In the years that followed, many good
and eligible men, repaid their addresses
to Greta, but though she received them
kindly, she gave a firm but gentle re
fusal to all her heart was not her own
to give, and her hand could never go
without her heart!
She wes not allowed to receive letters
from Clyde, but she often read of his
successes in the papers. He was in a
distant city, working steadily, and her
heart ached because she could send inm
no word of encouragement, to help him
bear his burden; for men require more
encouragement than women, no matter
what is said to the contrary.
In the long summer evenings she
would sit out in her little arbor, while
the tlwilight deepened, and the frogs
croaked m the little pond, and thins oi
the evenings she had spent there with
Clyde; and then she would fall to won
dering what he was doing just then was
he sitting in some quiet corner, thinking
of her and of the happiness that was wait
ing at the end of those five years? was
he dreaming of the happy day when his
arms would once more clasp her, and his
bps once more press hers.'
Poor, little, coquettish, faithful Greta !
Dream on, while yet you may, for the
awakening will come only to soon!
Other girls have dreamed their inno
cent, little love-dreams, and been
awakened why not you?
It was a calm, fair, June morning, just
five years since Clyde's departure, that
(J-reta came into the breakfast-room, and
kissed her father with flushed cheeks and
shining eyes.
"Papa," she said softly, "it is five
years to-day, and Clyde will come I
know! xou will like him now, will you
not, papa? you will welcome him for
my sake? For oh! think how true he
has been all these five years! he shall
have his reward now, shall he not,
papa?
Before Mr. St. John could answer, a
violent peal at the door-bell brought
Greta from her father's knee, her face
flushing, and her heart bounding with
hope.
But it was only the postman, and to
hide her disappointment, she began read
ing the morning paper, but suddenly
her eye tell upon a few words that drove
the blood from her face, and the hope
from her heart.
"Clyde Leighton was lying dangerous
ly ill at the Western Hotel."
Only for a moment did she stare at the
words, reading them over blindly again
and again; then she arose.
"Papa," she said, hoarsely, but stead
ily, "Clyde is ill; I promised to go to
him, and I will!"
Her father said nothing. The five
years had passed, and he could not re
fuse. All that day and night Greta was on
the train that bore her swiftly to Clyde.
Poor Clyde! alone, ill, and among
strangers! No cool hand to touch his
burning brow! no loving bps to soothe
him to rest.
O, that long, weary night! it seemed
to Greta that it would never wear away;
but it did, at last, and the dull, gray
light of morning broke in upon her.
An hour later, pale, dusty, weary, she
stood in the parlor of the Western Ho
tel, and asked for Clyde Leighton.
A tall, royally beautiful woman turned
from a window and came towards her;
she was dressed richly, and even in her
anguish, Greta could not help admiring
the bewildering beauty of her great,
dark eyes, and wonderful, golden hair.
"You wish to see Clyde?" she said,
smiling. "Who are you?"
"I am Greta St. John, and Clyde's be
trothed! Who are you?"
"Li echoed the lady, still smiling
"O, I am Mary Leighton, and I
only myde 8 wile!
Greta turned and went blindly down
the stairs, and the next train carried her
home to her father.
The five years had passed, and the day
had come when Clyde had forgotten her.
Gay, coquettish little Greta had been
more faithful than the man who had self
ishly doubted her love and made her
promise so solemnly to be true! Alas!
is it not often so, in life?
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Chivalry.
Chivalry ! What a word to conjure
with ! What visions of glorious deeds,
of glittering pageants, of beautiful wo
menrise before the imagination at the
name ! Chivalry flourished as a distinct
institution while the world was yet
young and it will go on forever awaking
a responsive echo in the hearts of tbe
young, the generous and the enthusiastic
so long as lofty deeds shall fascinate or
knightly valor be celebrated in song.
Ptets and chroniclers have written much
in praise of chivalry, but no one has
so fully portrayed its features or re
produced its vital spirit as Sir Wal
ter Scott. Under the magic spell
of his genius the warriors whose inani
mate forms slumber in many a Cathedral
crypt, start once more in full panoply into
life and he has faithfully painted both
the true and the false knight. Cervantes
is said to have annihilated chivalry by
his inimitable satire. True chivalry can
not be annihilated unless the love of val
or, of generosity, of true nobility could
die oat of the human heart. Cervantes
did give the finishing stroke to knight er
rantry, an outgrowth of chivalry of which
the world was beginning to tire ; but it is
safe to assert that the highestand noblest
chivalry exists more truly to-day than
even before. When did the rich and
powerful ever concern themselves, as now
they do, for the welfare of their lowlier
brethren ? The best intellects are de
voting themselves to the elucidation of
social problems, to the prevention of
crime and suffering, to tbe care of the.
sick and to the providing of homes for
the aged and infirm.
Religion and Fashion.
It is wonderful how much can be learn
ed in New York by the eager, unpreju
diced and liberal searcher for knowledge.
In that city of cities original teachers
abound and those who do not despise in
novation are every day enlightened. Once
baptism by immersion was cherished as a
wholesome washing away of tbe sins, but
it was required that the entire body, the
very top ot the head and the very tip of
the nose should be subjected to the puri
fving influence. Now all this is changed.
Appearance is almost everything in this
age, even in baptism, but it is not gener
ally known that this religious rite is often
as much of a sham as those placed for
show over the pillows in a stylish bed
room-orthe undersksrt of a fashionable
costume. The secret of the simulated
baptism, although a religious one, is not
confined to the church, for the necessary
co-operation of the manufacturer of la
dies' wearing apparel makes it a part and
parcel of fashion. It is simply a matter
of dress.
"Is my wife's baptismal suit ready?"
questioned a red-faced gentleman with a
deaconish necktie, in one of our principal
palaces of fashion. The polite head of
the manufacturing department bowed.
"Sure the garments are waterproof ?"
asked the gentleman.
"Certainly ! that was the agreement."
The case was growing interesting, and
my face showed desire for information.
"'Can I take the box borne with me in
my carriage?"
The manufacturer saw a pleading look
in a listener's eye and respected it, so he
nodded consolingly and called to the
head lady : "Is Mrs. J.'s immersion robe
ready?"
"Not quite, sir," was the cheerful re
sponse. "The bullets ain't in yet and the
cap hasn't come."
"Bullets and cap! Good gracious, isshe
going to be shot as well as drowned?"
whispered an irreligious friend.
When the gentleman left contented
with the promise that the article would
be sent that evening, the manufacturer
explained that the bullets were placed in
the hem of tbe dress to hold down the
skirt and the cap was to protect the
crimps.
A few moments later womanly curiosi
ty was satisfied, for before me was placed
one of the most dainty wardrobes one can
well imagine. The undergarments, Turk
ish drawers, French chemise, underwaist
and skirts were of a silken fabric, some
thing like pongee, a kind of Japanese or
Chinese material, in cream color, exquis
itely trimmed with fine torchon lace and
knots of ribbon. The dress, of a heavier
fabric in the same shade, was a full, inde
scribable arrangement that fell about the
figure in graceful folds of drapery, held in
place at the waist line by a wide sash of
ribbon, floriated in passion flower pattern,
in cream color, to be tied in a large bow
in the back. The cap was a little gem of
some illuminated fabric, decorated with
the golden gleam lace, that made the face
appear as if surrounded by a halo.
"And now," said the suave proprietor,
"you have admired the beauties of the
wardrobe, let us test its peculiarity." To
an attendant : "Bring me a pitcher of
water and a bowl." The order being
obeyed, he placed the sash and cap into
the bowl, half full of water, and resumed
his conversation. Some ten minutes later
he took them out, unfolded them ; the
insides were perfectly dry ; he gave them
a shake and the water rolled off and they
were as fresh as before being placed in the
water. Then he dashed a goblet of wa
ter over the dress, shook it and no damp
ness nor stain was the result ; even the
lace held up, like cream mly after a rain.
Everything in the out.it was waterproof
the beautiful silken embroidered hose,
the shoes and gloves. About the tops of
the stockings, the bottom of the drawers,
and inside the neck of the dress and the
sleeves were inside pieces, which fitted
closely, held in place by rubber, so no
water could get above or below. ' And
see," continued the exponent, "this cap
is worthy of consideration and praise, it
is indeed, the crowning perfection of the
toilette hear its virtue ; the modern at
tendant to the minister and assistant in
raising the convert must be educated to.
just before the head goes under water,
quietly push the crimps unoer tne rubber
that secures the laee-ecigeu cap, nence,
not one particle of the lady will be touch
ed by the water except her face, and
when she gets on shore, has her lace
wiped, shakes herself, and the water falls
off like from a duck's feathers, and has
her hair taken from under her crimp cap,
she is as dry and fresh as a naiad or wa
ter nymph, with her crimps as wavy ana
artistic as when she left home."
"Now all this," remarked a lady friend,
is splendid for feminine vanity, but the
question arises in my mind, does it bene
fit the condition ot the soul quite as much
as a veritable old fashioned immersion,
when, instead of being dressed in water
proof garments and carelully dipped in a
tank of warm water in the church, we
had to ride miles to the river bank.
through mud and rain, to reach the ap
pointed spot, in midwinter, clad in flan
nels or alpaca garments, and after the ser
vice we shivering men and women were
tenderly wrapped in shawls and cloaks
and rode home in wet garments."
"it seems to me," remarked a hearer,
that if you have related your own expe
rience you ought to be a better woman."
Ihe matter could not have been person
al, for the lady only smiled and said :
'While 1 am doubtful as to the religious
efficacy of the new method of rendering
everything water proof, it certainly must
tie admitted to be perfection as a protec-
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hob to tuose who are necessarily exposed
to rain, for excursions and mountainous
expeditions, and it is said these costumes
will be favored for bathing purposes, but
when the salt baths are taken to renew
strength I am of opinion that ordinary
flannel suits are far more healthful, if not
quite so elegant as these fancy creations
that protect the body from the'water that
is to benefit it."
Can Women Drive?
An Obstinate Court Physician. On
the return of King William, from Hoi
land, in 1699, says the London Quarterly
Review, be sent for Radcliffe, and, show
ing him his swollen ankles, while the
rest of his body was amaciated, said :
"What think vou of these?" "Whv. tru
ly." replied Radcliffe, "I would not have
your Majesty's two legs for your three
kingdoms, which freedom cost him the
King's favor, and no intercession could
ever recover it. When Anne came to the
th rone, the Earl of Oodolohin endeavor
ed in vain to reinstate Radcliffe as first
physician, but the Queen would not be
prevailed on, alleging that Rate-line
would only send her word, as he
had done before, "that her ailments
were nothing but the vapors." The
Queen, however, sent for him in her
last illness, when he answered "that he
had taken physic and could not come."
The Queen died on the 1st of August,
1714, and Radcliffe on the 1st of Novem
ber following; his death having, it is said,
been hastened by dread of the populace,
who were incensed against him for his
neglect of the Queen.
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Snnday school scholar to the teacher
''Did yon say that the hairs of nay head
were all numbered?" Teacher "Yes,
my dear." 'Scholar "Well, then," (puli
ng put a hair and presenting it) "what's
the number of that one?"
"Isn't it rather singular that wo
men never learn how to drive a horse
properly?" remarks some irate man,
as be inspects a tired animal and
finds the bridle over its ears and tbe
bits half down its throat?
"But women can drive," cries a
champion f the sex. "Don't they
drive seven or eight miles to market
with vegetables or loads of hay?
Don't they take their babies out to
ride whenever they can get hold of
a horse? Why, there never was a
woman who couldn't drive, and some
of them can handle a horse much
better than their husbands can."
"Can women drive? and do you
let them handle your best horses?"
were the questions put to a good
natured livery-keeper by an inter
ested party.
"Drive?" he answered, "I should
think they could; but as to letting
them our best horses, that is another
matter. We have horses in our sta
bles few men could drive. We keep
what we call safe horses for ladies'
use the kind that will go anywhere
if you just guide them old family
nags, sensible enough to trot along
and mind their own business, and
not fret if they are pulled two ways
at once.
"Do yon object to letting horses
out lor women to driver
"No, indeed; we have from twelve
to fifteen iadies come to us tor horses,
and we give them good ones, too;
but somehow, women tret horses
when they drive them, so we don't
care to give them high-spirited am
mals. Now, look at that sorrel,"
pointing to one from which the har
ness had just been removed. "I let
that horse this morning to a bit of a
woman with wrists no bigger than
my two fingers. I didn't want to let
it go, because its such an ugly puller.
I told her it had a mouth like iron,
but she said she wanted to take an
old aunt that was visiting her out to
see the town, and she drove off qui
etly enough. But half an hour after
I saw her coming down Woodward
Avenue like a streak of lightning,
everybody running to get out of the
way, and the old aunt hanging on
for dear life. She just had the lines
wound around those little wrists,
and braced her feet on the dash
board, and when she came to a cor.
ner whisked around it on one wheel
The rig came in all right, but that
horse won't get Us breath for a
week.
"Do they often meet with acci
dents and have a smash-upr
"No, it is curious, but a woman
will take a team through a dozen
hair breadth escapes and bring it
back all right. We have any
amount of trouble with men, who
take out our best rigs, get on a spree,
and break things all to pieces. A wo
man is either more cautious, or she
will call upon every man in sight to
help her out of the scrape. They are
more apt to lose their heads in a
crowd or collision, but there is most
always some special providence at
hand to help them. It you notice,
the most disastrous runaways hap
pen when some man has the rein.
Further talk developed the fact
that women were not considerate in
their management of horses. They
forget to blanket them in winter and
to tie them in the shade in the sum
mer. They sometimes use the reins
as hitching straps, and have a set
tled dislike to learning proper names
for harness. Not one in a hundred
could tell the difference between the
surcingle and the martingale, or had
the least idea to which end of tbe
animal the crupper belonged; and if
compelled to divest a horse of its
trappings would undo every buckle
in the service, and take the collar off
over the animal's head, to all of
which the intelligent beast would
submit, as if chafmed by being stead
ily talked to during the process in
the witching tones of a women's
voice.
All of this may be a libel on the
sex, but it is certainly true that when
ari old family horse, with a ten
minute gait, comes see-sawing down
the street with a comically reckless
air of running away, a woman's
head looks out from under the buggy
top, a woman's hand guides theBteed
in its eccentric orbit, and a woman's
voice shouts in distinct tones,
"Wh-o-oaa," at the same moment
that the reins are jerked and the
whip applied, while pedestrians scud
to the sidewalk in terror. However
liable woman is to run over a cow or
a street-car, she will always stop or
turn out for a baby. This is one of
the instincts of her maternal heart to
which even "get up! gl-a-n-g" is sac
rificed. Albany Evening Journal.
The moon was once a region of intense
activity, as is clearly shown by the vast
volcanic craters covering its surface, but
it has long been believed that all changes
in its form due to cooling from a molten
mass ceased years ago, leaving our statel
lite a cold, dead world. Recent observa
tions, however, have shown a great black
crater, over three miles in diameter, which
was never seen prior to 1866. As many
very minute features in the same vicinity
were in aped by careful observers before
that time, it can scarcely be supposed that
the existence of so large an object could
have escaped notice. The conclusion is
therefore drawn that the crater was
formed during the year 1876 or 1877. This
would seem" to indicate that the moon's
internal fires are not completely extin
guished, and it is possible that some day
we may witness the interesting spectacle
of an active lunar volcano.
A religious body having resolved to
build a new church, the pastSr went beg
ging very zealously, accepting not only
the widow's but the child's mite In the
Sunday school a few day's afterward,
while instructing the children, he com
pared himself to a shepherd, and then in
quired what the latter did with his flock.
One bright-eyed little fellow promptly re
plied, "He shears them."
When a man draws an inference h
should draw it mild.
"Our Future."
As soon as the meeting was fairly
under way Brother Gardner an
nounced that Judge Affidavy Martin,
late, of Alabama, bat now traveling
in the North as the agent of a patent
fish-hook, was present and desired to
address the club on the subject
named above. It was voted to hear
the address, and after being received
in due form and introduced, the
Judge stood upon the platform and
began: "We mus' not look in depast
fur our fuchur. No man kin tell what
de nex hun'erd y'ars will bring fo'th
by lookin' ober do fence of ole grave
yards. What am our fuchur? Who
kin tell what dis nashun will amount
to if it keeps on in the way it hez
begun? If any one had told you
twenty years ago dat to-night I
would stan' befo' you wid a paper
collah on my neck, you would have
set him down as an assassin. Yet de
march of improvement has accom
plished eben mo' dan dat. For de
sum of fifty cents yon kin have a
brass watch-chain fixed up so nigh
like gold dat you kin work it on a
boss trade for fifty dollars. Ef any
body had told George Washington
dat de day would come when shirts
would button behind what would dat
great nMhave said? Dis ken try am
a migrrey clock. Ebery time de
pend'lum swings a child am bo'n.
Ebery time de minit hand takes a
jump somebody comes to the front
wid a new sort o' stomach bitters or
an improved rat trap. Ebery hour
ticked off am a mile o' railroad built,
a bridge laid down, a hill levelled or
a forest cleared. Such of us as kin
remember back a hun'erd y'ars real
ize de change mo' dan de young
folks. Sich of us as lib a hun'erd
y'ars in de fuchur will not be sur
prised to see mugs wid free handles,
coffee pots dat shet up like a jack
knife, rat traps dat illuminate de
house an' rockin'-cha'rs dat sail
aroun' on wheels." The speaker
closed amid cheers and applause, and
for the remainder of the evening was
put in the seat of honor under tbe
Bear Trap. Detroit Free Press.
A Reminiscence of 1864.
In February, 1864, Alexander Long, a
Democratic member from Ohio, offered
a resolution providing for the appoint
ment of a Peace Commission to bring
the war to a close and restore the South
ern States all their "rights under the
Constitution."
Gen. Garfield rose and replied extem
poraneously :
"Mr. Chairman, I am reminded by the
occurrences of this afternoon of two
characters in the war of the Revolution,
as compared with two others in the war
of to-day. The first was Lord Fairfax,
who dwelt near the Potomac, a few miles
from us. When the great contest was
opened between the mother country and
the Colonies, Lord Fairfax, after a pro
tracted struggle with his own heart, de
cided that he must go with the mother
country. He gathered his mantle about
him, and went over grandly and sol
emnly. There was another man who
cast in his lot with the struggling colo
nists, and continued with them till the
war was well nigh ended. In an hour of
darkness that just preceded the glory of
the morning, he hatched the treason to
surrender forever all that had been
gained, to the enemies of his country.
Benedict Arnold was the man. Fairfax
and Arnold find their parallel in the
struggle of to-day. When this war be
gan, many good men stood hesitating and
doubting what they ought to do. Robert
E. Lee sat in his house across the river
here doubting and delaying, and going
off at last almost tearfully to join the
army of his State. He reminds one in
some respects of Lord Fairfax, the state
ly royalist of the revolution. But now,
when tens of thousands of brave souls
have gone up to God under the shadow
of the flag, when thousands more,
maimed and shattered in the contest, are
sadly awaiting the deliverance of death ;
now, when three years of terrific warfare
have raged over us; when our armies
have pushed the rebellion back over
mountains and rivers, and crowded it
into narrow limits, mntil a wall of fire
girds it; now, when the uplifted hand of
a majestic people is about to hurl the
bolts of its conquering power upon the
rebellion; now, in the quiet of this hall,
hatched in the lowest depths of a simi
lar dark treason, there rises a Benedict
Arnold, and proposes to surrender us all
up body and spirit, the nation and the
flag, its genius and its honor, now and
forever, to the accursed traitors to our
country. And that proposition comes
God forgive and pity my beloved State
it comes from a citizen of the time-honored
and loyal commonwealth of Ohio."
Being in a tobacco store on Giavier
street, New Orleans, Colonel Sam Boyd
fell to praising his blooded dogs of the
terrier and bull species. His extrava
gance provoked the remark from Colonel
D. A. Wilson, a bystander, that his color
ed porter owned a coon which could whin
any fighting dog in the city. The talk be
came a dispute and the dispute grew and
out of it came a wager. Tbe fight took
place at Welhgan's, once the great sport
ing center in New Orleans. The rules for
the combat were drawn up regularly.
Bovd led out a bull terrier named team.
1'he dog weighed thirtv-five pounds. He
was a terrible thing of bone and teeth.
The Coon was a veteran, with long claws
and teeth and heavy fur. The bets ran :
A thousand dollars to five hundred that
the coon would give in in five
minutes ; $1,000 to $250 in ten min
utes ; $1,000 to $100 in one-half hour
bv the watch. Several buckets of wa
ter were placed in the ring for Andy's
benefit. By the time that all was in read
iness $50,000 had been staked on the re
sult, and the betters were all men of posi
tion in society. A member of Congress,
the Sheriff and all the city officials were
present. The fight was opened by a dash
of the terrier. For a full minute the
beasts rolled in deadly embrace over the
irena and the fur new. At the end oi the
first round the dog wasn't such a favorite,
though he led. The coon with singular
cunning upset the backets of water in the
saw dust so that the dog slipped here and
there. The fight ended in the complete
discomfiture of the dog, which died on
the following day from its wounds. But
where was the S. P. C. A.? And yeT'con
eidering that the historical combat occur
red on Christmas Day, 18o5, the B. Jf . U.
A. were not blame perhaps.
Now treat your girl with coolness and
she'll like you all the better, and vanilla
is the safest flavor.
A Mother's Love.
In one of the public schools of San
Francisco, a few days ago, a youth bub
bling over with high spirits violated a
long established rule, and "was sum
moned to the bar of judgment. With
sobs and tears he. confessed the soft im
peachment. "Have your mother call to-morrow,"
the teacher remarked, with awful and
ominous significance. His maternal an
cestor appeared on the following day.
and after being duly and publicly in
formed of the flagrant breach of disci
pline her son had been guilty of, was re
quested to know if she would punish him
herself or have the teacher attend to the
matter. She preferred the latter course,
and urged that the blows be well laid on.
The next day was appointed for the
flagellation. At the usual hour for such
unpleasant affairs the youth was sum
moned to the front. He came with hang
dog look and some trepidation. An ora
tion on youthful frivolities having been
duly delivered, the boy was ordered to
extend his hand beneath an upraised
ruler. He refused, and in accordance
with the usual custom in such cases was
spread across the teacher's knees, and
the punishment was administered in an
other quarter than the one originally in
tended. For some unexplainable reason
the most energetic blows fell without the
desired effect. A consultation of male
teachers ensued and the offender was
conducted to a private room and his
wardrobe subjected to a rigid examina
tion. On the interior of his bifurcated
garment, at a locality of great strategical
importance in such an emergency, was a
thick flannel baby's frock securely at
tached. "Who sewed that on?" demanded the
principal, in a voice of thunder.
"My mother!" answered the boy, with
heart breaking sobs.
The teachers hurriedly consulted
again, instructed the boy never to reveal
the circumstance, and sent him to his
studies. Somehow the matter leaked
out. Leadville Democrat.
Boiling a Ham.
How rare it is to find the simple opera
tion of boiling well done! How often we
hear it said of boiled beef or ham, for in
stance, "Fine flavor, but so tough," and
how few people know that the toughness
preceeds, in nine cases out of ten, from
quick boiling! In the case of ham that
most abused of all joints, and perhaps the
easiest of all to cook, your cookery book
probably tells you to boil it slowly for four,
five or six hours, according to size ; and
people usually interpret this direction
into putting the bam in the pot and let
ting it boil at what is actually a slow gal
lop for the time given ; while very often,
if entrusted to a cook, it boils only at in
tervals. So that it remains on tbe fire a
given number of hours, Biddy thinks the
boiling is done. Ham should not boil
it should merely simmer. A fair sized
ham put on at 10 in the morning, if prop
eyly cooked, should be done and tender
by four or five in the afternoon The wa
ter should be brought to the boiling
point, the pot then set back on the stove
and the water allowed to simmer but
remember, it must never be below boil
ing point, norscarely a degree above. The
ham should be turned in the water once
twice during the time it is on the fire.
When sufficiently done the rind should
be stripped from it, and the ham well
dusted with sifted bread crumbs, made
bv baking slices ot biead in a slow oven
until they are of a fine golden brown all
through, and dry enough to powder un
der the rolling pin. Never stick your
ham with cloves ; it suggests hies and
spoils the flavor for many tastes. A pret
tv finish is given by dusting it well with
sugar instead of bread, and then passing
a hot knife over it until it has melted and
coated the bam with a caramel glaze. A
much finer way is to glaze it with strong
meat jelly, or any savory jelly you may
have, boiled down rapidly until it is like
glue,f taking great care during this boiling
down process to prevent burning. This
jelly should be brushed over the ham
when cool ; it makes a handsome dish of
a plain one.
Women's Pockets. "Oh, dear,"
sighed a young woman after exploring
the festoons and furbelows of her new
spring suit with a desperate air for some
time, '1 do wish dressmakers would put
in a pocket. Or I wish I was a man.
Bob, how many pockets have you got? '
Brother Bob, after some seconds of pro
found arithmetical effort, answered with
deliberation tinged with sadness, "Well,
let us see; four and three is seven and
four is eleven, but I mean to have
another put in my vest right away, and
an inside one on both sides of my coat
would be handy. Father carries things
sometimes in his hat, but I can generally
get along with about a dozen pockets."
We submit that pockets are a privilege
which must be opened to the sex. The
inconveniences of feminine attire for
business purposes are sufficiently oner
ous without making it barren of pockets.
Trimming is most all pocket now-a-days,
except that they seem to be put on
wrong side up. Even the ladies' purse
has to be carried in the hand, or is ex
posed to a shallow outside bag with
mouth gaping to the passer-by. We can
scarcely recall a woman's right of which
the sex is in more dire need than the
right to pockets. It is a concession
which will not be gained perhaps till
wrung from dressmakers by a campaign
at the ballot-box. But it will have to
come. When it was once decided to
teach women the alphabet, all other ex
clusive immunities of manhood were
thrown open to her, and in due time
pockets right side out and receptacles
of the current impediments of immortal
souls shall be devised both to improve
and adorn the attire of womanhood.
What would man be without pockets?
Springfield (Mass.) Republican.
Rupture
From a Merchant,.
Dayton, W. T., Feb. 10, 1879.
W. J. Home, Proprietor California Elastic
Truss Co., 702 Market street, San Francisco Sir:
The Truss I purchased of you about one year ago
has proved a miracle to me. 1 have been ruptur
ed forty years, and worn dozensof different kinds
of Trusses, all of which have ruined my health,
as they were injurious to my back and spine.
Your valuable Truss is as easy as an old shoe, and
is worth hundreds of dollars to me, as it affords
me so much pleasure. I can and do advise all,
both ladies and gentlemen, afflicted, to buy any
wear your modern improved Elastic Truss imme
diately. I never expect to be cured, but am
satisfied and happy with the comfort it gives me
to wear it. It was the best $10 I ever invested in
my life. You can refer any one to me, and I
will be glad to answer any letters on its men-its.
I remain, yours respectfully,
D. B. Bunnell. '
Latest MedicaWindorsements.
Maktinez, Cal., Feb. 17, 1879.
W. J. Heme, Proprietor California Elastic
Truss Co., 702"Market street, S. F. Sir: In re
gard to your California Elastic Truss, I would say
thatl havecarefully studied its mechanism, ap
plied it in practice, and do not hesitate to say
that for all purposes for which Trusses are worn
it is the best Truss ever offered to the public
Yours truly, J. H. Carothees, M D,
Endorsed by a' prominent Medical In
atlute. San Fbamcisco, March 8, 1879.
W. J. Home, Esq. Sir: You ask my opinion
of the relative merits of your Patent Elastic
Truss, as compared with other kinds that have
been tested under my observation, and in reply I
frankly state that from the time my attention
was first called to their simple, though highly
mechanical and philosophical construction, to
gether with easy adjustibility to persons of all
ages, forms or sizes. I add this further testimony
with special pleasure, that the several persons
who have applied to me for aid in their special
cases of rupture, and whom I have advised to use
youp, all acknowledge their entire satisfaction,
and consider themselves highly favored by the
possession of the improved Elastic Truss.
Yours truly, Bael-.w J. Smith, M. D.
Proprietor Hygienic Medical Institute,
635 California street, San Francisco.
A REMARKABLE CURE.
Sa if Fbarcisco, Oct 26, 1879.
W. J. Home, Proprietor California Elastic
Truss, 702 Market street, San Francisco Sir I
am truly grateful to you for the wonderful CURE
your valuable truss has effected on my little boy.
The double truss I purchased from you has PER
FECTLY CURED him of his painful rupture on
both sides in a little over six months. The steel
truss he had before I bought yours caused him
cruel torture, and it was a happy day for us all
when he laid it aside for the California Elastic
Tri'ss. I am sure that all will be thankful who
are providentially led to give your truss a trial.
You may refer any one to me on this subject.
Yours truly, Wi. Pebu,
G38 Sacramento Street.
This is to crtify that I have examined the son
of Wm Peru, and find him PERFECTLY
CURED of Hernia on both sides.
L. Dexter Lvfobd, M. D.
Surgeon and Physician.
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