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About The Eugene City guard. (Eugene City, Or.) 1870-1899 | View Entire Issue (Feb. 5, 1881)
THE BROIEJ TKAPOT. Few of our friends, Mrs. Waters, no tice that teapot, and thoso who do won der, no doubt, why a piece of such com mon ware should have a place in our cabinet. Indeed my wire wanted to tot it away on aoue obscure aholf until she heard its history, or, rattier, the associa tions connected with it. But the fact is. hud I never -drank tea from that tea pot with iU blue pagodas and palm treos, this little wife of mine would Uave been making somebody elite happy and. in all probability. I should never have owned a home like this or have been blessed with ucu a circle of friends. Well, this is the story, continued Mr Graham. My father kept a small store in Coventry, it. I., vhou I was a boy, and, an there was a largo family to sup port, and the income was small, we were all pat to work when about 13 years of age. wenau very uitio education, ex cept what we received in the district school, for we wore too poor to buy many books, and, as my mother and sis ter worked as hard at home as we boys and father did in the store, there was little talked about or thought of but work, and that all the time. I was always fond of reading, and en ioved history very much, and onr doc tor, who had the best library in town, used to lend mo books, which I read when all the family wore asleep. Whon mr brother John was old enough to go into tho store I determined to start off and earn my own living somowhore. I talked it ovor with father and mother until I had my consent, and one day in the early autumn I set out toward 1'rov idenco with the few clothes I possessed in an old carpet-bag, and 85 in my wal let, as my capital, to make a placo and a living for myself. Mother knit for me several pairs of woolen socks, and when she gave thorn to mo she said: "I have thought much of you as I knit these, my boy, and I have wondered what your future life will be. Whilo it is kue that all of us to a groat extent are the creatures of circumstance, yet, nevertheless, wo can often control circumstances, and make ourselves what we wish to be. If you are faithful, true and honest in your lifo and in your work, whatevor it may be, the Lord will prosper you, and open the way before you to success and usefulness. Many a man whoso name is now famous Las started out from a home as humble as yours, and with no money and few ad vantages, but by persoverance and hon est endeavor, wuh the biblo for his guide ' and trnsting in tho Lord for strength to overcome obstaclos and temptations, has won his way toa high position in society." With such words of encouragement I left my mother and my homo. The stage-driver gave me a seat with liinl for about twolve milos, and then I started on afoot, hoping to catch a ride now and then with some farmer, as he drove along with his produce to the city. Just at duHk, on the second day, I came to a pleasant farm-house, and, as tho shades were up, I could see the family moving about in a coinfortnble-looking sitting room, where a bright wood fire on the andirons, and the sweet face of an eldorly lady who sat in an easy chair be fore it, drew me to to the house. They received me cordially, gave me a supper and, after asking me some questions as to whero I had come from, what I ex pected to do in Providence, and so on, they invited mo to spoud the night there. Whon Mrs. King found I had no plan, and did not know what I should do, she told me they needed an extra hand for several weeks, and, if I would like to stay and pick and barrel apples, they would be glad to have me, and would pay me $5 a month and my board. I was not long in accepting the offer, and be fore two days had passed I begun to re cover from my homesickness and feel quito happy. Tho thought of paying for my own board and having a little money besides (I say little, although it seemed a great sum then) was delight ful to me, and working for a kind fam ily was in itself a pleasure. They gave me a comfortable little room, and I 6at with the family in the long evenings in their pleasant sitting-room, reading from their library of good books. One of the daughters was an invalid and a great reader horself and, when she saw that I was anxious to learn, she taught me al gebra, and read and explained English history to me. There were two men who worked by the day for a few weeks barreling ap ples, and, when I learned how many were considered a good day's work, I asked Mrs. King if she would bo willing to have mo stop work at 5 o'clock, if I would take a shorter nboning and filling as many barrels as tho men, so that I could have an extra hour for reading. She willingly gave her consent, and I had my number of barrels filled, and w as often washed and my clothes changed, sitting with my book in hand, as tho clock struck 5. About that time a teacher from a boarding-shool in a neighboring town who was an intimate friend of Miss King, came to spend the Sabbath with her, and not long after her return to school wrote to her saying that Mr. Blanchard, the principal of the school, would accede to her proposition, and give me board and tuition for cutting the wood and taking care of the fires and the school room. Miss King told me that she felt from my fondness for reading that I ought to 'have an education, and she had talked about it with her friend, and at her suggestion had written to Mr. Blanchard. Then she said: "Now, if you would like to go, mother and I will keep you in clothes, as my brother who is in college gets through with his, and mother will lend you small sums of money as you may need them, and my friend, Miss Jones, furnish you with books.' But I fear I am spinning out my story too long, said Mr. Graham. "Not at all," said Mr. and Mrs. Waters. "We are very much interested in it. Do not shorten it in the least." Well, continued Mr. Graham, I soon arranged to go to the school, and I felt, as I sat down to supper the last evening at Mrs. King's and drank tea poured from the identical teapot, that I was leaving another home, they had been so kind to me. , I remained at the school two years, and then, through the kindness of a wealthy gentleman, a friend of Mrs. King's, I was sent to Brown University fully prepared to enter the Freshman class. Near the close of my junior year, Hnmpter was fired, and the men wen called to arms for the defense of the coun try. I wout with many other college inonds, and came back with few injuries. and health unimpaired. One of my bet friends in the army was Judgo Dil lon s son, and I spent several days with nun at his father s attheclOHO of the war There I was urged, and I dooidud to Httnly law, aud so it happened that my home was made here, and that I found my good1 wife here in the church of w hich I became a member. 0 And now I will tell you how I came into possession of the teapot. We went to the commencement at Brown, lost summer, and one afternoon, while there, took a drive with some friends. I gave directions to the driver to go down the turnpike, anil then toward the river to the old King farm, which, although no longer owned by tho family, was still known by their name. I stopped there and went in and asked permission, as ono w ho once lived there, to go through the house. I went to tho little room I had occupied which was so small and uninviting then, but in which I had spent many happy hours, and to the sitting-rooui.the kitchen and tho wood-house, and on one of the beams in that great room, where I had sawod and split cords of wood, whilo naming ovor the Kings of England, and reviewing what I know of each ono, stood that broken teapot. 1 looked at it, otok it up and held it in my hand, and through tho mist of tears the old pagoda vanished out of sight, and I was sitting at the tea-tublo, with the dear old lady, whoso pleasant face and kind voice bad so often cheered me, and I could hear her say, as sho lifted up the quaint teapot, "You've had a hard day's work, Jamie; a cup of this hot tea will rest you, and do you good." I could see the invalid daughter, with her large tender eyes, as she talked to me aud helped me over tho hard places in my lessons, and I remomberod how grate fully she spoke whon I thanked hor for all hor kindness, as I started off for school, saving, "Though sick, I am glad that tliere are some things even one disabled liko mysolf can do to make others happy." As I stood thore, un conscious of all about mo, my heart went out in gratitude to those who, years be fore, had gone to their reward, and I wondered, as I had done many times, why it was that they had taken such an interest in a stranger boy! The teapot was tilled with glue. I took it into the house and askod one of tho ladies if I might have it, as it brought to mind many pleasant recollec tions, and they gave it to me. You will not wonder that it has a elm nn for me that nothing else in our cabinet possesses, and if I ever feel like turning a cold shoulder toward young men seeking employment, or relaxing my interest in those who are struggling to make their way in life, I need only look at tho teapot and recall my own boyhood and imagine what 1 might have been had not those kind friends Riven me a home and helped me to an education. Many have wondered that 1 should give so much to colleges and seminaries, and help young artists and others, but I should be most ungrateful if I did not recognize the wonderful way m which God has llossed me and led me on to prosperity, by giving to and encourag ing others in every way possiblo. And, among all I have "tried to holp, but ttyo or three have ever proved unworthy of it. This is. no doubt, a much longer story than you expected to hear, but unless you knew all tho facts you could hardly appreciate how much I value that old broken teapot. "No. we could not. said Mrs. wators; "and I wish that more of our wealty men who struggled hard in their young days, and were as poor as you were, who seom to forget that cthors need encourage ment, but grow close and hard-hearted as their means increaso, instead of more generous and kind, might follow your example." Just then otuer cauers were an nounced, and Mr. and Mrs. Waters rose, and, bidding their friends good-night, went homo, inspired by what they had heard to do more for those who wore earnest in trying to help themselves, and wishing they and others had as sug gestive and helpful a relic as tho blue pagoda teapot. His Wire Has Ahead. Some few years siuco, in the county of Fenobscot, thero lived a man by the name of H . whoso greatest pleasure was in tormenting others. His own fam ily were generally tho butt of his sport. One cold aud blustering night he retired t l..wl nt an nai'lv hour, his wife beinir absent at a neighbor's. Some time after, she, on returning, nnding the door closod, euianded aumuuiuce. "Who are you?" cried Mr. H . "You know who I urn: let me in, it's very cold." ' ' ' 'Unpone. vou strolling vacabond. I want nothing of you here." "But I must come in. "What is your name?" "You know my name; it is Mrs. II ." 'T.oirnno! "Mrs. H is a very hkelv woman; she never keeps sach luto hours as this. Mrs. II replied: "If you don't let mo in I will drown mysell in tno wen. "Do, if you please, he replied. lio lion tnoV lncMuid nlnnorod it into the well and returned to the side of the door. Mr. H , hearing the noise, rushed from the house to save, as he supposed, his drowning wifo. She at the sawo timo slipped in and closed the door after her. Mr. II , almost naked, in turn demanded admittance. "Who are you T she domanded. "You know who I ami Let me in, or shall freeze." "Beeone, you thievish rogue! I want nothing of you here." "But 1 must come in. "What is your name ?" "You know what my name is; it is Mr. H " Mr H is a verv hkelv man: he don't keep such late hours." Suffice it to say she, alter keeping mm ! i U 1 1 in toe cold unm sne was sausneu, opuueu the door and let him in. The Albany Argus rates Modjeska ai the areatest actress now living. It is a clear ra-se that the Argus man isn't mashed on any local actress, or he'd never have dared to say that. Oh, you wager be wouldn't. Reform Imperative. John Bright, who has been ono of Iho most consistent friends of toe pcoplo England has over produced, in a recent speech gave ample reasons why thero should bo some reform in tho land laws by which Ireland is governed. Among the poor tonnnts who do not understand this law, leases aro oftoner forced terms on part of tho landlords than bona fide contracts. Tho former says Mr. Bright, uro at tho mercy of tho latter, and mutt cither accopt what they can get or go. Tbey can not make a bargain liko tenant larmers in other countries. Iheso aro fuels which can not bo ignored. According to tho present law and practice in Ireland, tho mutt who owns land not only gets back his own, but also the improvements which the skill and toil of others may huvo put upon it. He bus re coivod payment in tho shape of real for say twenty years, and at tho end of that timo ho coolly steps in, and not only takes buck his land, but all that his tenant has put into it. Is that fair? For hundrods of years it Las been thought that it was, but now both reason and equity point to an opposite answer, not only in Ire land, but tho world over. All now acknowledge that thero is such a tiling us ''tenant-right." It is ceming to bo looked upon us a fundamental principle that whenever ono man hires a piece of land from another, and by careful labor and culturo makes it permanently of moro value, the former should have an intorest in tho pecuniary value of the im provements us well as tho latter. A writor in the last number ot tho Nineteenth Century describes a "cus tom which has prevailed in part of tho county of Wexford foe more than fifty yoars, with nothing but tho most gratifying results. Tho tenant gets life or a thirty yoars' leuso, whichever is longest, at a certain low fixed valuation of tho land alono, as that was mado long ago, with certain fixed additions on each ronewal, ac cording to locality. Tho tonant can at any timo soil his improvements and choose tho person to whom bo makes tho transfer, getting tho esti mated value of tho remainder of his lease and improvements in cash or its equivalent. Ho has besides a right, so long as he pays his ront, to renewal on fixed and equitable terms, and since tho establishment of tho plan, known ns tbo 'Portsmouth Custom thoro has boon nothing but peaco and mutual confidence." Whether this system would moot tho necessities of tho caso in other counties, romains to bo tried. It is cortain, howovor, that absolute own orshin, in land must bo greatly mod. itiod and some equitable system must bo introduced, before porlcct har mony between different classes in Ireland can either be secured or maintained. Eugllsh Kisses. Tli vnmnn nf F.nclanil nntonlv Hill 11 to their relations with a kiss, but all per- ii ' . sons promiscuously, ana mis ceremony they repeat, gently touching thorn with the lips, not only with grace, but with out tho least immodesty. Such, how ever, as aro of blood-royal do not kiss Hmir infnrinrs. lint offer the back of the hand, as men do by way of saluting each other. Erasmus writes in raptures to ntiA nf liia friomlH on this subioct: "Did you but know my, my Faustus," says ho, 'the pleasures wnicu ungianu anorus, you would lly hero on wingo'd feet, and, V . . 1 . A 1 I . II your gout wouia nos onow vou, juu would wish voursolf a Diudalus. To mention to you ono among many things, hero are nympus oi tno loveliest iooks, good humored, easy of access, and whom vnii wnnlil urefer even to vour favorite jw..iw--r- - muses. Here, also, prevails a custom never enougu to ue coniinunuuu, that, wherover you como, pvory one receives you with a kiss, and whon you take your leave every one gives yon a Kiss; wuen juu ruiuru, jubsub ngoni morf. vnn. If unv ono leaves von. thev leave you with a kiss; if you meet any one, tno nrst sanitation is a kiss; iu short, wherever you go, kisses every wlmrn ahonrd. which, rav Faustus. did you ouco taste how very sweet and how very fragrant they aro, you would not, like Solon, wish for ten years exilo in Fiicrlunil lint would desire there to spend the rest of your lifo." Antonio :'erez, ecrotary to tue ii,moassy iroin liilin TT of Knftin. writes thus to the Earl of Essex: "I havo this day, accord ing to the custom of your country, kissed, at an entertainment, seven fn m dips nil nf thorn accomnlished in jnind and beautiful in person. ' A Lectle too Fur. A little old colored man who lives on a nnnnr pnl nf Antninn street was th down at tho city hall the othor day to see the Superintendent of Police re garding a disturbance which had taken place around his house the night be fore. Ha described tue noises as eon- niatiiiiv nt slmnfji anil CTOnns. and VfilllS and yells, and the Superintendent ob served: "I presume it was a congregation oi cats. Get five or six cats together on one of these cold nights and they will almost raise the dead." "Cats! cats!'' repeated the old man. Doan' you 'spose I knew cats when I hears 'em ? Cats! Do cats frow frozen cabbages agin my front doah ? Do cat call on me to come out an' get my ole head knocked off? Do cats call my ole woman de wust liar an' gossip in de stait of Michigan?' 1 presume not. An' I nrpsnme not. too! I'm fond of cats, an" I'll bet on how smart dey am, but when it cornea down to a cat neav in' a frozen 'Uter frew my kitchin winder, an' callin' out dat I m fo'teen v'ara behind on my pew rent, it's car ryin' de feline bizness a leetle too furl" Detroit Free Press. The Goed Angtt and the Evil Algol of Tork. It is an occasional ingonious device of tho medallion to place two profiles in the same circle, ono just in advanco of tho other. It is a method that easily lends itself to a violont contrast. Many things in their relation to life seem to boar this double character, a fuco of hate starting out from under ono of benignity, or ono of mockery overlying one of approval. Work readily bocomos tbo good angel of life. It cally forth or.r active powers, puts us to pleasurable 8ecd, scatters along tho way a hundrod gontle oxcite ments, creates social ties and ministers to their enjoyment, fills tho mind with thoso varied desires from whoso gratifica tion happiness comes, and, by tho return of wealth, keeps tho hand full of thoso gifts by which wedrawplcasuro and mon to us. Labor is thus tho trellis-work on which the spiritual nature of men, as tho vine, is spread to the sunshine and passes on to full blossom. But tliere is equally an evil angel at work Labor may begin to drive us and then to distress us, till all the pleasures of tho morning slip away iu the hoat and hardship of noondoy. As enjoymonts disappear, our sympathies escape with them. We havo a dry thirst for wealth which is not quonehed by getting. Wo are moro and more possessed with a sense of the cost of prosperity, the labor of its acquisition, and we are less and loss dis posed to bear this toil for others. We dig down in our thoughts to the hardpan of justico and insist that every man shall do his own work and boar his own fa tigue. We lose social contact and social interplay and spiritual lifo by virtue of tho iutensity of one sot of fcolings. We are the slaves of labor, and flothiug any longer pleases us. Toil has become the bare frame on which tho feoblo vine is stretched and burned up in tho sun. Tho evil angel of labor has slipped dorisively out from under its good angel. If one eyeball is pressed, we have a double imago of the object before us. An illusion of things real and unreal pos sesses us whichovcr way wo turn. We have singlo vision ouly as our eyes hur- moui,o in their action. So if our rational life is subjected to any unduo pressuro, if what wo may term physical vision does not oxactly meet spiritual vision iu ouo image, wo, in a still higher field, become the victims of illusion, and in this illusion the false appearance always leads the real ono; the jeering angel of ill-will starts out in ad vanco of tho more tardy spirit of good will, and drives us on to efforts over missing their rewards. "If thine eyo be single," says our Saviour, "thy whole body shall bo full of light." The eyo of the mind can be kept single, the evil and the false can bo mode to hide themselves habitually behind the good and the true, only as the center of vision is directed straight beforo us to the facts of a com manding spiritual life. John jjascom, University of Wisconsin, officer of the President. Varnish on the Church Tews. There was quite a scene at ono of tho churches lust Sunday. It soeras that during the vacation tho seats had boon newly varnished, and somehow the varnish was not right, as it was terribly sticky. You know that when you pull anything off of sticky varnish it cracks. Well, the audience hud all got seated, whon the minister got up to give out tho hymn, and as the basement of his trowsors let loose of the varnish of his chair thero was a noiso like killing a lly on thewull with a palm-leaf fan. Tho minister looked around at tho chair to sco if he was all present, and that no guilty man's pants had escaped, and read the hymn. Tho choir rose with the sound of revolry, and after tho tenor had swallowed a lozenge, and the base had coughed up a pioco of frog, and the alto had hummod and the soprano had shook out hor po lonaise to see if tho varnish showed on tho south sido, the audience began to rise. Ono or two deacons got up first, with sounds liko pickot firing in the dis tance on tho evo of battle, and thon a fow more got,up, and tho rattling of the un yielding varnish sounded as though tho fight was becoming moro ani mated, and then the wholo audience got on its foet at once with a sound of rat tling musketry. Tho choir sung, "Hold the Fort." When the orchostra had con cluded tho poople But down gingerly, tho services were short, and all wont home praying for tho man who had painted the seats. Hats. How fow of u i ever traco the history of tho hat. Tho felt hat is as old as Homer. Tho Greeks made them in skull caps, conical, truncated, narrow or brood-brimmed. The Phrygian bon net has an elovuted cap without a brim, tho apex turned over in front. It is known as tho cap of liborty. An ancionl figure of liberty in the time of Antonius Livy, A. D. 1 15, holds the cap in tho right hand. Tho Persians wore soft caps; plumed hat:i were the head-dress of tho Syrian corps of Xerxes; the broad brim was worn by tho Macedonian kings. Castor means a beaver. The Armenian captive woro a plug hat. The merchants of the fourteenth century wore a Flan ders beaver; Charles VII., in 11'!!), woro a felt hat linod with red and plumed. The English men and women in 1510 wore closo woollen or knitted caps; two centuries ago hats were worn in the house. Pepys, in his diary in 1064, wrote : "September, 10G4, got a severe cold because I took off my hat at dinner;" and agwin. in January, 1CC5, he got another cold by sitting too long with his head bare, to allow his wife's maid to comb his hair and wash his ears. And Lord Clarendon, in his essay, speaking of tho decay of respect due the aged Buys, "that in his younger days he never kept his hat on before those older than himself, except at din ner." In the thirteenth century Pone Innocent IV. allowed the cardinals the use of the scarlet cloth hat. The hate now in use are, the cloth bat, cocked hat, embossed hat, felt hat, far hut, loathor hat, paper hat, silk hat, opera hat and straw bat. Nothing mads a man more than to come down to breakfast and have his wife to tell him he has been talking in his aleep, and refuse to give way what he said. Not that his conscious troubles him ; oh, no! He is only after psycholo gical facts. Trade In Wild Game. Nearly every commission-houso.in the city handles wild game. This is either sold to city gamel houses or shipped East. A rough estimate of the extent of the city for the past year places the total amount of transactions in wild gumo at 1,MX),(XK). This has boon an extraordi narily favorable year for the hunters,and the snow has boon much moro heavy throughout tho State than St. Louis. The cold weather bos boon vory good for the game-trade. Dealers havo had no trouble in keeping the game, and the loss has ln'n loss than ever boforo known by spoiling of moats. Opo house in this city has already exported for the London market 14UU dozen quails, lv dozen prairie chickens aud OUU do zen wild turkeys and they have .1.1. i i an order on nana ior awi wua tur keys for tho Liverpool holiday trudo.and are accumulating the numlier rapidly preparatory to shipment. In shipping these birds are packed in barrels, closely, and in that shape sent across tho water. A rate has been obtainod, by express, of $7 115 per barrel. On shipboard this freight is given iu charge of the steward, who receives a small gratuity for looking after tho perishing barrols. Last season tho loading St. Louis exporter did not loso u single bird in transit. In ono evening, not long ago, ho shipped 110,000 pounds of gumo by express for the Eng lish market. Thero is more Missouri venison this year iu market than ever bo fore known. It is on account of tho oarly and heavy snows. So great has been the rush that tho markets were en tirely broken down, and nothing but tho cold weather saved tho dealers and ship pers from a heavy loss. The house of W. W. Judy Co. havo boon receiving for some time past 5000 or (!000 pounds of venison duily. It is all from this State, and comes via tho Iron Mountain and the Atlantic and Paciflo railroads. Door are very plenty, and so, it Booms, aro tho hunters. In tho market tho car cassos are stacked up liko oordwood, and thoso who liko venison Bteak will never have a better opportunity to satisfy thoir longings than at prosont. Some bear moat comes to this market, mostly or en tirely from Arkansas. It is in ifonnnd. and brings a high prioo for holiday trado. Differing from other variotios of moat, thero has boon no glut this season of boar meat. The antelopes come from tho far Wost, the borders of Kaunas and Colorado. Thoro was a consignment to day of fifty autelopes arriving in town. Tho demand for antelope is light, although Eastern hotels and rctt tan rants want a limited supply. No buffalo meat has arrived hero thus fur tho prosont season. St. Louis Republican. A Tfumlrod Years Ilenre. To bo a hundred years ahead of timo argues newspaper ontorpiso. This feat wus acoomplished by tho Boston Daily Globe on Now Year s Day, whon an im pression of January 1, l'.'Hl, was sent out to all its patrons. Tho changes of a cen tury as disclosed by the current nows of tho day were startling. The House of Delegatus of the Irish ltepublio, after a brilliant debate in which references wero made to the land agitation of 1KM, had passed a resolution voting $5,000,000 in aid of il.OOO.OOO English tenant farmers. Tho proceedings of Congress roluted to the appointment oi a Chief oi 1'lanotary Signal Bureau, with hoadqiiartors at tho equatorial station on Mars, tho repeal of tho Expatriation Act growing out of the Imperial insurrection of 1920, and a subsidy to flying maohiuos carry ing tho mails botweon Boston and Jupi ter and between Havana and Ursu "Major, and were participated in by delegates from Cuba, Canada and Australia. Tho review of tho year showed that thore wore already HIS) States in the Union, and that if tho applications of Brazil, Chilo and Peru for admission should be favorably acted upon, the Nation would contain 1,000,000,000 inhabitants. Among tho "local sqnsations were a oollision in midair betwoon aerial oars on tho Lon don and Boston route, tho success of the now play "Hypor-Evolution, or the Physical Basos of Lifo," and the inven tion of a press with a capacity for print ing three hundred thousand newspa pers an hour. Every column bristles with extraordinary intelligence, suoh as tho beginning of a new movoment to savo tho Old New Old South by means of aerial excursions from the South Soa Republic, and popular exhibitions of tho visiograph; the mossogo of the Presi dent of Grooco, favoring annexation to tho United Stutes; the levelling of tho Rocky Mountains, tho filling np of tho Gulf of Mexico by a Key West dam, the Do Lessops canal boing used as a hoat reservoir; an excursion of Harvard stu donts to tho Pyramids; a trip through tho crater of Vesuvius made by a party clad in asbestos suits; a trotting match for horses that had never beaten 1:30, etc It is obvions that this copy of tho Globe wiN bo of great interest a hun dred yoars from now. All parents and guardians having under their charge promising infants, who are likely to see tho true date of issue, should send for a copy and filo it away to await tho cen tennial. A Bull Terrier's light with an Eagle. On Friday, at Roanoke Island, a soar ing eagle, towering in its pride of might, turned his proud eye from gazing at the sun upon the quiet yard of Walter Dough. A flock of fat gocso tempted his taste, and down he pounced. As soon as he struck the goose ran under tho house which was some feet above ground, with the eaglotfustened to her back, and the rest ot the flock in hot pursuit. And thero the fight grew fast and furious. Forty biting and flopping geese on one sido and the king of birds oa the other. Although outnumbered, the eagle main tained the fight and clung to his victim. Hut soon another enomv presented himself an enemy more terrible than an armv of geese: a bull terrier doo little bnt full of tig tit came witu a bound, and the eagle threw himself on his back (eagle fashion) to do his best. Tho dog made a lungo at tho eagle's breast, and struck his clawa deep into the dog's fore shoulder. The blow was simultaneous on both aides. Both blows told. The onlv witnesses of the dread eom bat were the geeae, who now stood off and looked oa, and Miss Martha Brothers, who waa singing to her spinning jenny in the house alone when the fight began. The battle raged. Teeth gnashed, claws staved, eyes flashed. But eaglet, like men, contend against odds when fighting against fate, and so this eagle's great heart sank within him, and turning tail upon his foe, he sought safety in flight But his retreat was slow and full of diffi culty, for he hal fifteen pounds of bull terrier swinging behind him. Ho readied the yard fence. With one desperate ef fort ho sought to scalo it. He reached its topmost round. Ho bore a weight he could not furthor carry. Thore they stood, victor and vanquished. Then it was that Miss Martha Brothers came to the front. Seizing a rail, with one full swoop sho camo down with a crash npon tho eaglo's head and loft him prostrate, struggling in tho agonies of death. He measured moo feet between the tips of his outstrotchod wings. Elizabeth City Enterprise. A.rretendcd Will. The will of tho notorious Count von Schiller, drawn np in Petaluma, has been received in this city, and is a curiosity in tho way of munificent boquests made to parties rendering the testator the sim plest favors. The testament seta forth that he is Baron Karl von Schiller, born in Oratz, Styria, Austria; that ho has deposited in the Escompto Bank of Paris 50,000 francs; in Robert Hofer's Bank in Gerif, Switzerland, M0.000 franos; in the Primo-National Bonk in Undine, Italy, 100,000 lires; owns in Peddan, Styria, a sugar factory, with illKX) acres of land; Zl houses in V tonna, tho Trosjoli Palace in Paris, the Castle Bclleque in Cairo, and an interest in tho Austrian Lloyd Steam Navigation Company. He be queaths, first of all, 10,000 gulden, his library and collection of arms to tho Ninth Hungarian Rogi mont; 10,000 gulden to the poor of Oratz; 5000 guidon to the Music Corps of the Ninth Regiment; a similar sura to each of two friends iu Gratz; 25,000 gulden to tho Jewish community of Pet aluma; 6000 gulden to Mortiz Neu- bergor, 5000 gulden to Philip Cowen, 10,000 guidon to r.dward Nowburgh, all of Petaluma. In addition to these bo- quosts, ho dovisos COIN) guidon to the Jewish poor or Santos, Hungary ; all his paintings in Gratz to 1 urst von IMara guios, Captain of the Cavalry, and the balance of his proporty to his parents. The "Count arrived in Yalleio last Thursday, and was held to answer bofore Judgo Acponhull in $2000 bonds, upon a ehargo preferred against him in 1878 by Georgo Scuced. Being unable to obtain any of the rents from his enormous es tates to furnish tho reojuiste bail, tho Count was provided with quarters in tho County Jail. S.F. Alta, SHOUT HITS. Some womon are like shotguns: They would attract no attention without their bongs. Poor people eat mutton because it is sheep, aud rich pooplo eut venison be cause it is deer. Boaconsfleld, it seems, ascribes all his greatness to a woman. Some Dizzy blonde, perhaps. Does a loving parent reveal anything whon ho kills a fatted calf for a return ing prodigal son ? Birmingham supylymg Ireland with arms! "And thus the whirligig of Timo brings in his revenges. A Frenchman saw a negro smoking a now moerBehoum pipe. "Thunder," he AYi1iiimn,1 atf Ita uttwiV mi r rr liiin " A Miss Bump foil in the streots of Dover, Delaware, and, according to the local item man, "severely bumped her self." "I'd sooner be cursed than kissed," says Tennyson, in his latest volnme. Some mon are of a contented disposition. Iago savs: "He who steals my purse steals trash," lag. must have hud a lot of Peruvian money. Boston Post. Graphic "If you want to toaoh a dog arithmetic, tie up one of his paws, and he will put down three and carry one every time. The minister who divides his discourses into too many heads, will find it diffi cult to prooure attentive ears for all of them. Lowell Courier: Pike's Teak, in tho Rocky Mountuins, has come out as a first- class volcuno. In fact, Piko s Peak has spoken. "What plan," said ono actor to an- othor, "shall I adopt to fill the house at my benefit? "Invito your creditors," was tho surly reply. When a marriod woman buys a pup dog for a low price, sho gots a bargain, and her husband gets something to boot. The Now York Commercial Advertiser says that bodbugs are meaner than fleas. Dure say. We are not competent to tes tify concerning eithor. Whittior says that ho has tried "to make the world a littlo hotter." If he has not succeeded, he has at least man aged to be awful good himself. When a man lias to hang to a street car strap for nearly an hour lie realizes how trying is tho position of tho upright man. Tho young lady who objected to being ombraced by hor lover was gravely in- lorineu uy nun mat sno was putting a restraint upon the liborty of the press. "In an angry instant a man may do what a lifetime of repentance cannot undo," says Henry Ward Beeoher. True, Mr. Boecher; he may break an egg. These Wall street kings are enterpris ing. Jay liould had a iuu,uuu not house burned, and thou James Keene, not to be outdone, had his whole house burned. A friend of George Eliot, in speaking of the deep tinge of melancholy in her books, says that one of her most constant thoughts turned on the waste of forco in the world. George Eliot wouldn't be photographed. She wasn't handsome, and, what is more extraordinary, knew it. And she didn't mean that every body else should. Uoorge waa a woman. The Philadelphia News says : "Bern hardt keeps a dairy in which she puts down everything she does and she ia go ing to publish it. Go ahead, Sara. We didn't train around with you any. We're not afraid. Base ball, it will be remembered by old settlers, is a game played by eigh teen persona wearing shirts and drawers. They scatter around the field and try to eaten a eannon ball covered with raw hides. The game ia lo get the peopl to pay two ihillings. to court inside.