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f 1 ;ii II K ! in i ; i. : k Ol : nc ; Ul ; u B !; til' , i I S ! "! . rui Jt w :w f ; f.V f I r.': a i' U a Mono nr. Bt iillkd. CIIAPTElt I. 'bweetbeart!" "Mj love!". "Why Jo you tremble?" "From fear." "Pet, fear not! I have braved the lion' ruge a thousand time-, yet I have not ft scar. The thousand and first time will leave we as I am now." And Signor FoHcarelli, the great lion Uuicr, pluood bis arm around the girl' waist. I do not know Unit it in strange a lion-tamer should muke love in a mail iter just like any ono elso. Be that a it it, Signer Fosearelli drew tho girl that Ite loved toward Liru, and kissed ber JUHt as any other lover might have dono. "And, a I hive escaped a tbouaund times," he added, "I tuke it for granted that I can venture a many more timca, and atill not bo maimed or slain." The woman that Fosearelli loved spoko with a tremor in hnr voice. "I cannot view it so," she said. "Your profession socms to mo like drawing at a lottery. There ore many blanks, but Mucwhoro in the wheel thore ia a futal number. You havo performed a thousand i t. - time. Aa yet you have not drawn the : . . . ' . i ut vnir chance of doin o are fearfully Increased; there maybe but coo mord ticket in the wheel; there nay bo a hundred, (iraut that there is a thousand. A thousand against a tnous II1UUU- ,1 is ono against one. Now do you not w how strong the possibility . 1.... nnmm wnrt la I ' r of that fatal hnmlwv iHti.irr nniir vnrt is 1 Signer IWurolli coughed and stam mered. The argument that ha' been enured was conclusive. Ho could not controvert it. lint when the woman he loved burst into tears he found his tongue. "Darling," he whispered soothingly, "I have faith to belie vo that in my ease the fatal nnmlier is beyond two thousand. I shall cease to be a lion tamer beforo it it reached. And for you and me there shall bo long year of love aud bappi- nc. ... "Would that I could behove it, sho m turn tired. "Yon may believe it. my love. And, in tnst time, I shall remind you that I was bo false prophet." She dried her tears; sho becumo more cheerful; sho seized Bignor Fosearolli's band; sho smilod in his face. "Promise mo," she cried, "that when tbia year is ended you will be no more a lion-tumor. Promise mo that, and I shall live in hope, Refuse mo that promiso and-" "Let mo see," interrupted Bignor l'os--arl!l. "I thiuk with what I can save this year that I will be worth $10,000 at tb end of it. With that we cun try lovo ia a cottage, my pet." "And whether we aro worth it or not we can." cried the woman Signor Fos varolii loved. "There are a thousand vocation for you, in nono of which yon aeud peril your lifo. ltefuso me that promise, I repeat, my darling, and you break my heart." "I promiso," said Bignor Fosearelli, gravely. Tea a lion tamer makes lovo like other people. CHAPTER II. Only on tho bills was the liou-tamer's iiamo Fosearelli. It was, in fact, plain John Foster, lie wan not ashamed of hi uumo, but "Bignor Fosearelli" suited tho proprietors of tho establish ment that he was wont to travel with belter than tho simple patronymic. As for John Foster himself, it was a matter of Indifference to him. lie was just as willing to boknowu to the great crowd lleit clapped its bauds and yelled itself dent in admiration for him, as Bignor Fosearelli as by another title. It was on a dark night early iu tho traveling season that John Fostr was walking rapidly along the street of a own.a hundred of which would not make lloston. for instance. The streets were very quiet and nnlighlod, save by an oo vasional lamp at a corner, tho rays of which would ouly extend for a short dis tance. Not loug before, howover, the street had echoed to the tread of a luul titude of people for "Lipman'a Grout Kaslern (upon sceoud thought I bog to state that 'Orieutal' was the word used instead of Eo.uovcurioiilura" had given performance thateveuiog. But ull the multitude had vauished, and John Fos ter's tread waa the only souud that dis turbed the quiet of the street. The other performers fisd proceeded him to their kotal, but he, for some reason, had lin gered where the pavilion, that bad fallen as by the baud of magic, had stood. John Fester had remained for a time by the ring of saw dust that on tho morrow would be all that was left to remind tho boys thronging around it Unit Lipman U. K. 0. bad come and gone, and Uien started to walk to his hotel. A he was, walking hastily along, and, while be was near a Ismp-post, he met a nau, a stranger to him. The man stop ped siiuaro before him. ""Arejou Siguor Foseartdli?" lie in quired. "I am sometimes known by that till"," John Foster said. : "Yea," said tho stranger. "Hum 1 I havq ben to your hotel iixiuiriug for yon. I was told that you had iibt yet erne. I started in this direction kuow ing that I would meet you. I have just few words to say to you." ' Ho paused for a moment and then added: "Mr nan'o is Peter Uwyn, of tho State of Now York, and am of souud mind." "I do not doubt it, Mr. tlwyu," said John Foster. Again there was a moment's pause, bfokeu by the lion-tamer saying: "If you have anvthiug to say, Mr. Gwvo, pray proceed." "Hum, yes," said the straugor. Big uur FoM-arelli, you are a brave nitn. Yon ! I saw vou icrform to-nicht." "Is that all von wish to ayV" said Jobn loster, coolly. 'V.i r F.tuj'i.r.illt Villi are a brave mau, but you will I killed, and I will see your death. I feel that I will. I do not feel that I can be deceived ia my seusations. Mark my prophecy. 1 I ti nothino aeainal vou. Bimior Fo- CHn-lli. but if vou are to be killed by HLP 'Ul, UUI II jy Bio v wv I.I1JVU ' v vour boos I desire to see it. Tray dou't . . m M Wat t. t . . a .1 . . think bard of me. It it is to he there ill be no harm in mv aeeiuir it. The man vanished in the darknesa. To J.lm YYutiir tliMre name inhiadreama tliat Bight a faoe with dark eye, thin bi and white leetn. me iooe oi tue atrangor, and a voioo rang ia Lis ears, "Yoa will be killod, ana i win your death." CHAPTER III. It was a month later. During the puling month John Foster lad ponied Lis lifo half a hundred times, coming - . ...... out nnacatbed. . , A tremendous audience was gutnereu in the pavilion of Lipmau oriental Equescurrioulum, drawn there princi pally by the fume of Bignor Fosearelli performance. Tho jaU of tbo clown, the vaulting of the acrobat, the contortions of tho bouolcss man, the antics of the trick borso.all became things of tho past for that occasion. La.st of all was to come the entrance of the lion-tamer into the cage of monsters. Bignor Foacarelli appeared. He bowed to the audience, smiled, ami then entered tho place where no other man of all that throng could havo gono and lived to tell of hlH daring. The nineteenth contory boasts of its civilization. But some way or other I am reminded of the gladatorial days of n,..M n. T write of John Foster. The i.t Out Rmtriflea seems as sweet to tho people now as it was then. 0 tern pora! O mores Tim man went TI.A nrtAn ttrnti r flirrmirh with bis l)0r- formanco snccessf olly.tho audience hang i..Qii,t,..ul7 niion his astions. UlS beasts oboyod him ft well lis usual, big- iUOlMIV..., . ... 1'nuf.nnt ll. an 1 UaVO Saill. I'll l through Lis poriorma.. "J" ""J m1 tn rctirn from the CflL'O wnn mwu 1 Slowly ho stt'pped backward. Buddonly there was a suppressed roar. In an instant lit a nititi LAW unril. The eves of his lurgost animal were flushing fire, and his great red tonguo uou uroppeu oui. iuro van a snrinir. and simultaneously ft cry of fear from tho audience. ' Hut Urn lion turner was not slain, lla bad kept bis presence of mind, and bis motions woro quicker than those of the angry beast. Tho great iron door of tuo cogo closed wan a onisii uoiweuu uiw au.i the lion, and bo was sale, win no uau loft his sleeve insido, aud there was en ngly scratch on his arm an ugly scratch, no moro. John Foster bowod and smilod again. Then in a moment Lis tall, athletic nguro bod disappeared from tho sight of tho multitude. Hisosoapo had oeourrod ilunng tbo fiirnnnn unrformanco. That evening, after he hail oaten his s pper, he came ont of tho dining room into tho ollice ol tho hotel. Standing by the desk of tho olork was the man with dark eyes, closely shaven fuoe, white teeth, and thiu lip. Johu Foster recognized mm immediately. 'Uood evouinjf, nignor t oscarem, uo said. "Good evening," Bind John roster, coldly. 'I understand thut yon have had a narrow annn. Hlllll 1'OlOr UWVtl, "Now, if I bad been in tho pavilion this afternoon, you would have been killed, no doubt. 1 am to bo in ut the death, however, so you woro spared. Aro yon aware that I havo seen yon perform sov oral time duriug the last month? You see, I am a man of means, and it' my whim to follow you around in this wav." "I don't knnw anvthins about Your movomoutrt, sir," said John Foster, an grily. "Neither ilol euro to. lou uro too cold-blooded to suit mo." "I liull unn vnu nniforiii acuin to night," said Tetor Gwyn, displaying no beat whatever. .Tulin I'lister turned on his heel and wulkeil awuv. His ceuntonanco betrayed nothing, but be felt his heart siuk. Ho had expeotod, at any rate, that the lions would bo harder to manage than usual. He felt thut tho presence of this man would unnerve him. Beforo bis vision rose tho face of the woman be loved, and sho was weeping. Was his doom staring him in the face? The thought suggested itself to him that ho might refuso to up pear. But be shut his teeth hard and drove it away. "I am no coward, Mr. Voter uwyn, !im muttered, as thouch sneaking to tho mail vim Heoniinl tn he hia foo. "Your silly twaddle shall not frighten mo from my businoss. But that vorr thought was proof that John Foster was affected. And bo, brave man ai over lived, was strangely so. Ilnicnviir fur Hnmo reason, whv. John Knulur iini-nr knnw. lili'l- (Itt'VJ was not present that night, and tho animals were as douilo aud obedient as ho bad ever known them. CHAPTER IV. Anil Mt ill thn ninn nnntiliued to neril hia lifo for the amusement of the public. Ho did not iufnrm the woman bo loved of the destiuy that bad boon tracking him in t ih mi a i in nr roinr nwvn. 1 no mosi frequout advice, by far, that she sent was to bo very careiul. And ho, tor her sane, wi.it Nrv But tho end of trouble had not yet ooruo. Ono balmy eight in Juuo tuat largest bruto look a notion to ouoemore iliuiiliiv hia liinmnr Tn tli.i 111 1 1 A Tin waa advertised as the "Emperor Nero," but John Foster called him "Jim jams." which shows the dilTcreuco in tho taste of a muuager and liou-taiuer, in the selec tion of names for animals. Johu Foster saw the indications of the brute' rising anger toouer this time thau lie fore, but he wa not so close to the door of the eago, He tlxed his eyes on Jim-jams, and, without tbo tremor of a nerve, begun slowly to retreat, ever keeping bis back to the door. Blowlv, slowly he moved. Mill ho held the ani mal beneath hi will. A momeut more! But. inexnlicahlv. his will lost its in- flneuco ou the boast. Again tho sup pressed roar; again tho spring, Attiie same iustaut tiiete waa a sharp, quick report. Tho remaiuiutf lions roared in wild rage, but Jim-j.ims fell iu the agonies of death. Again, however, the iron door closed between John Footer aud danger. ll had beou prepared and bad ued himself. Yet afterward the fact waa realized by him that had the lion sprung with a lit tie warning as previously he must have noon ilaiu. Cirocmstancea had favored him, aud be bad made two narrow es capes. i w wnu m w vi mil t countered Peter Gyn. I till A John Foa'er left tbo pavilion he en- . . - - - --j-. "Hum. bicnor Fosearelli." said that person, hi white te th glowing between hi thin lip. "I intended to be be.-e sooner, but I wa delayed. You have bad another" "Thank heaven that yoa were," cried John Foster. "Fiend, devil, you need not hunt mo to the death. Probably John Foster would not have said so muob, had be not beou excited by bis enoountor. CHAPTER V. The lion-tamor knew that Peter Gwyn was in the audience. Hohadaoen tue man enter, a it chanced, and it had seemed to him then on ominous token. But there would bo no failure to fill out tho programme of the evening oi that accouut. , , Peter Gwyn got a cat a close to the cage of performing lions as possible.and, while the clown jested, the oorobat tum bled, and the knights of the sawdust gal loped around, he sat still, evidently un- lntero8te.il. At ibsi, uuwo.u., j--i ,J lin nveninsr was at band. 1UI iuhulu v - " There was a flourish of tho orchestra, some lively strains, and then all was silent a the watch of deutb. John Foster was in tho lion cage. um. ..r.r.ri..nr ni tli ii "(iraiul Ori ental Equcscurricnlum" bad considered hlmualf nut ms ;uii lnckv that on the very day succeeding that on which Emperor Nero" perished he had received notice from his agent in ixew iuhui ii tion of a lion of unusual strength and size. He ordered tho animal sent to him immediately. John Foster had been training him lor a lew weeas, ami i.a i.n.i i.nn nerformini: for one. Ho was known to the gaping crowds as "Casar tho Conqueror;" to John Foster as "Jim-jams." To the non-t.imor, as uo uuil-iou cage of dungcrousboasts.all things about him seemed unreal. The bright blaze of euclianted worhl, bo unreal did it appear; .1 . f mm lfltWI tho lions, Hugo monsiurs; mt. Gwyn, Sutan himBelf. 'I'l,: rmrt nt IHV KtorV 18 SOOU told. John Foster was iu no mood to handlo lions. From tho veiy nrst tno lino was against him. The latest addition became .......I.. T.l.n 1'nulnr'a ktiltB of BDatll V UlilUlT wu.w. .. I " continued. Once more the spring of tho lion was mane. M'l.i. (i.n, Tnlm Fnutnr foil through the door held open for his leap and rolled underneath tho cage. It was not closed quickly enough, and tho huge . r. . . m t 1 U....I form Ol the Uensi 01 prey mrueu noun through. Monntinio Mr. Peter Gwyn had moved closer to tlo cago. At tho mo mont of the catastrophe he was near ut hand, looking in with eager oyos. With a loud roar tho raging beast Bprang upon him. T..l,n Vnulnv linninm frnn from his DO- 1 ui." """" t . athotic condition. He leaped to his feet and seizod a whip irpm me uauu m paralyzed attendant tloso at bund. With tierce courage he attacked the lion. He struck terntllo blows on tuo head ol tuo beast. C3urtho Conqueror crouched. More and moro ftoreoly John loster Htritclc Weli, thore are inexplicable things all around us. In two miuutos Ciesur was conquered and cnged. I cannot explain how, nor why tho in,domitablo will of John Foster tamod ' ft monster whose tongue was wet with .blood. And Petor Gwyn was dead. The most singular part of my story, porhaps, is to oomo. Boter Gwyn loft a will, und in that will ho bequeathed all his wealth, he having no known relatives, to Signor Fosearelli, tho great lion-tamer, provided he should survive him. John Foster wont no inoro into deadly iwtril I daro say ho and the woman whom he loved aro as happy as tho majority oi such mortals. Klrds or the Coast llimge. It ia hard to reidizo myself in Califor nia. Looking one way, I might easily thiuk a cypress swamp iu Louisiana my r l.: .1 .., UOSpiUe; IOO&U)f uuuuiui, uujr xiuoiciu mountain scono is duplicated, from North Caroliua to the Adirondack. Of course a minute glunco detects differences at ouce, but tho goneral lmpession is about the sumo one would gather from a wild bit of wot woodland iu tho hills of auy the Atluntio State. Always on the lookout for my frieuds, tho birds, I seo that a stranger would scarooly notice tho differ ence betwoeu California and the Cat skills iu this respect. The scream ot woodpeckors, the short whistle of the plumed quail knightly birds! the loud click aud chatter of a blazing, bee-Hko bummer, would excite bis question; but one hears here the same kind of melody, aud reeognizos the songs of old friends in a now brogue, as is to be expected of cousins living on this Bide of tho big continent. Amoug these low bushes, for iustaueo, a finch is bobbing about, and chirping in a metallic mun ner that is perfectly familiar; and from another bush comas a joy tius roundelay telling mo at on.-e that it is a song-sparrow that is tho prformer. The blackbirds, nestling in the willows so well moated by the sluggish creek, carol above their ;troasure iu just the happy-go-lucky strain one hears in an Ohio "swale," but, improving on it.have couverted the old cheery roundelay into the sharp jingling of an armful of small sleigh-bells. Chickadees and wreus aqneak and chatter at yon, the solemn wail of the dove comes from the dark cliff, tho coarse gcreuui of the jay (here bluer and with more swagger than at homo), and a pretty prattle of many a warbler, all suggest, if they do not pie cisely tally with, tho familiar bird-notes of Eisteru woods swamps. I havo heard it said that the birds in California do not sing. It is a wicked libel. They are moro musical, on the while, I believe, than tho.o of the Atlantic coast, and richer melody was uever beard than drops from their happy throats duriug all these sunshiny May days. Ernost Ingersoll, iu Harper's Magazine for Jauuary. Tho Duke of Newcastle was at Wash ington last Sunday, and attended a fashionable church. Wheu he asked for a seat the sexton told him to wait in the vestibule and he would attend to him soon. The Duke waited as long as he thought wa proper, and then returned to his hotel, disgusted with the way churches were run iu this blasted coun try. Ue related the iucident to some ac quaintances, and it got into the news, papers. The trustees of the church were very much excited about it and aent him an apology. This raise the question whether be would have received an apology if he had not been a duke. Probably not, and it is quite a probable that if the aexton had known who be wa he wouldn't have been invited to wait awhile in the vestibule. TUB TVTU J0UJ8. Sometime it 1 a pity to have two John in the same house, and sometime it isn't. If they agree and ftll others agree with them, well and good. But suppose that one of these Johns is gay, and pretty, and petted, nd tho other is ngly, and sad and neglected. And sup pose that the happy John laughs at tbo other, and doesn't care much about him, and that Uie sad John grow savugo, and think that he would like to punch the eyes of John No. 1, and spoil his fine clothes for him. Lastly, suppose that No. 1 is called Johnnie and No. ii Jack, and that they are cousins, and live with their grandmother and aunte, and one olomn old nnclo. Then, I think, you will agree that the two bad lwjst be "Tbere they wore, howev r, at Grand mother Porker in a fine homo just out of the city, and neithor of them hud any parents or home besides. Ono day Jack felt unusually bud. There had been company at the houso, aud ull hud praised rosy cheekod John, and no one had noticed sallow-faced Jack. He swallowed down his dinner without tasting it, or tasting only the salt tears he swallowed with it; and as soon as ho got away from tho table, went off into the garden and down a great brook, and biding himself in the bushes, wept and sobbed all by himself. Ho had a mind to rr.n away and never como buck again; but he didn't kuow whore to run to. It would only bo out of tho frying-pan into tho fire, ho knew. Then his unger camo up, and ho wished thut ho could get hold of John and put him into tho orooK and drown him. Ho grow quite savago over it, and vooreil to himself that if he could only get his cousin into the water, ho would seo that he stayed in it. Then he fell to crying; for if John wa't out of the way, what good would it to jact.' ououy would like him any better, particularly if they knew what he had done or wished to do. Whilo he was thinking thiay.hegwas startled by a loud splash in the stream obovo him; aud a faint, gurgling sound that was hardly a cry. He started up and listened a moment, but. heard noth ing. Then ho ran down to tho brook which was a little river, and looked up the channel. What was it ho saw there, floating toward him? What but the prot ty jaoket, newer and nicer than his, which had made him angry that morn ing, and the littlo white hands and face and the yellow-curling locks of his rivul, Johnnie, the favorite. Jack noyer stopped to be glad that his wish was coming to pass; he ouly threw off bis jacket in a twinkling, gave a loud cry for help, and ran wading into the water. Fortuuately, though there was a deep and narrow channel just there, the rest of tho water ws so spi cad out that it didn't reach much above his waist. He waded in, bis ears ringiug, bis heart in his mouth, reached tho edge of the swift, black channel, and stretched out his Brms to catch the exhausted littlo form that was floating helplessly by. Thank God, he did reach it, though it almost pullod him into the hurrying water. H caught a curl of hair, the col lar of tho jacket, tho arm; he hold for dear life and pulled. And after a minute, he drew his cousin into shallow water, und toward the shore. And just as he reached land, his uncle came running down the buuk, having heard the cull for help and from a distunco seen the two boys in the water. Johnnio was carried homo aud the doctor sent for, and poor Jack stood shivering iu his wet clothes till tho half drowned boy onenod his eyes. Then the doctor saw him. "Why isn't something doue for this boy?" ho exclaimod. Ho was one of poor Jack' few friends. "He will have a fever. How di 1 ho get so wet? Was ho in the water, too?" At that Johnnio lifted his bead from the pillow, round which tho whole fum llv wero olustered. and cried out: "He ran in to pull me out. I would have been drowned but for him, dear old fellow!" And bo put his arms out to Jack and burst into tears. "Come bore." So Jack went, and wot as he was, Johnnio hugged aud kissed him, and told him ho was sorry, and that he never would be crosi to dear Jack again, no never! You see Johnnie was not a bad boy. after all, only a littlo spoiled. Then Uncle Tom, and Aunt Jano, and Grandmother Parker and Auut Susan begun to cry again. They had already cried over Johnnie. And Jack was whisked off. and put into dry clothos, and some hot herb tea was given him, and they all made much of him. But some way it made him feel worse; for he thought it wns, after all, but be cause ho had saved Johnnie. They didn't like him for himself, he knew. So he thought it all over, and made up his mind to run away just the samo as if they hadn't all kissed and praised him that day. Just as bo bad settled what ho would do, and was sitting very sadly alone in the sitting-room by himself that evening, all the others being in Johnnie's cham ber, where the doctor was making his socoud call, the door opened, and the doctor himself put his head in. "And how are you?" be asked, coming in. "Pretty well, thank you," said Jack, soberlv. He always said pretty well, no matter bow Rick he might be. "If you are pretty well, what are you looking so pale and solemu about?" asked the doctor, coming iu and shutting the door behind him. Jack never knew how it came about; but before he knew it he was telling this kind doctor all his tronbles, and even how ho was determined to run away; and the doctor was listening, with one of Jack s hands in bis and his arm round Jack's shoulder. "But Uiey will like you now," be aid, when the boy' story was finished. "You have doue a great thing in saving John. They are proud of you an think you are very brave, and your cousin is sorry he ever treated you ill. Can't you be content to stay?" "No, sir!" Jack said, firmly. "It would be the same thing over again. And if I have done something great to make them like me, they haven't done anything to make me like them. I want to go away." The doctor considered a moment. He ,1 munt to Star BO. Willi a inui a . and he had a kind old sister to koep hi pleasant house for him. He was well off, and be was foud of Jack, and be- ieved that the boy miui ie mauo .umc- tllitJK of. , .. "Would you like to come and live with me?" bo asked at length. Jack looked at him in astonishment nn,l ilnlierht. and blushed and choked np so that be could not answer. "I see vou would, tho Uoctor sain, "May I go aud ask them?" "Oh. ves! OU, lam so giaui criu J91. , . T I Tbo end of the matter was that Jack was allowed to go borne with Doctor Ball and make him a Visit, aou, iiutuib gone, he never came back to stay. Hut he used to oomo over occasionally, and Johnnie and he woro tho best of friends. A Good Word for Crcmatl in. The London World prints tho follow- Tl.ora urn i.nlv (limn WHYS in Whlt'll ! dead bodies can lie disposed oi eimer iu earth, sou or fire. There are obvious objections, on tho score of good tusto, ... . . . i... to sending our dead to oe torn io oun i-jr fishes. It is also certain that our ceme teries aud graveyards, with slowly do composing maises of animal matter, leails to the surrounding soil being pois oned by the proJucts of putrefaction ft result that inuot bo considered healthy by any stretch of imagination. But if we burn a dead body to ashes we do, or . . . ... hi i . need do, injury to uouoay. mere ia nothing unwholesome in tho allies, which may be preserved with reverent care as suerod relics, and people who prefor to bum their dead rather than let them " liu in cold destruction and rot,' have both sense and science on their ii. in Tmluiiil on liavi nnvi-r heard of anything lika a good argument agaiust cremation, save ono. ins biaieu uy u. Belgian statesman, who LoJds that, if we bum dead bodies, we lessen tuo chances of detecting cases of poisoning. it . i :l II I. . ........ :u I. ,1.. jjui sureiy u wouui u jusmuiuiu u vise means whcreliy, while the body was nnmimnml (lie Kllillliicll (f eiicll Corpse might be preserved for a curtain time af ter death, lost it might oe wanteu ior analysis. Wo do not share tho terror of thoso bishops who, like Dr. Wordsworth think Unit cremation raav tamper wiiu it... ..nn..l..w 1...linf in tlm rnanrruittinll I t IUU Uirill.. iu ...1. ...... wv.w. . - the body; uor can we uffect tosympa ... -'.1 .11 . IT tl i .l thiza witu tue mio riome nuurciary, wuu, when oremutiou was once bruited in his presonco, is said to have asked with hor ror: " IJut, theu, what Bhau wo uo ior : .1 .;i;.,i..o" ..r'.l n,m .n.l has gone on after t'ro suoritioo of moro important forms than the burial coitid cale, which, to Sir Richard Cross, seems an esseutiul element in the constitution of society; and it ought uot to be moro ilifliinnlt tn linlinvn iii tlin rustirrection of a body which a shark has eateu and digested, than to one reduced to ashes iu a funerul pyre. fcweet are the I'ses of Adversity. The Detroit Free Press publishes the following: A boy of l'-J stood leuning agaiust a fence on Duflield street, bat pulled down, feet crossed, and his right hand goiug up occasionally to wipe his nose, when along cume another anatomy about his size and asked: 'Sick?" "No." "Any of tho family sick?" "No." "Going to run away?" "I duuno. I've just been licked." "Who dun it?" "Dud." "Did your ma ask bira to?" "Yes. She 'old him I had been aching for it more than a month." "Say," sad the new arrival, "you are in luck. I'm trying my best to get dnd to whale me. I'd give fifty cents if he had tunned ae this noon and it was all through hurting." "Why?" "Why? Haveu't I got three dollars saved np to buy pap and marm Christ mas presents, and if I can get 'em to whalo me before Christmas won't I spend every cent of the money on my self. How much you got?" "Two dollars." "Bullv! You are all rigl.t. You've,, been licked, and they won't expect even a stick of gum from their pouDi'ed son. I'll go home and slam the baby around and steal sugar and kick the cat aud Bass mother, and if lean get w 'Hoped to night I'll meet you here to-morrow, and we'll pool in and buy more pistols and scalping knives and red candy and nuts and raisins than you ever saw before! Yip! Peel me down, dear father hang my hide on the fenco. mother darling!" Struck a rarudlse. About forty miles from Green Bay on a highway blazed through the woods.and no hotiso within seven miles of the spot, a Boston pine man int a family in a ouo-horse wagon with a ragged cover, and drawn by a horso so thin that the griuding of bis rib could be plainly heard. "Stranger!' called the imniigraut, "are there are any lightening rod agents iu this section?" "Guess not." "Any insurance men?" "No." 'Any book agent?" "No." "Any sewing machine fellers?" "Havn't seen any." "Any temperance reformers?" "No." "Any marriage associations or divorce courts?" "Not any." . "Auy politics, hore-race8, lawyers or doctors?" "I think not, this is a new township, and I don't think it has a single set tler yet." "Stranger," continued the immigraut, yon r not lyin, are vou.' "Oh. no." "Then, whoa, Lycurcns," called the man at the reign. "Ibis is the pi ice I am lookin' fur I Unload the children, Sally Ann, and I'll get ont the bed and cook stove and get ready to squat! If this ain't next door to heaven, it's about a near as our family will probably ever get." Stock the farm to the fullest extent with aatety. lUise all the food possible, straw, hat, grain, fodder, then feed lib erally but carefully. A Cup f Tea. The word "pure," as applied to teas from J pan and China, appear to be as necessary to their sale as the omission of the same word is to Indian teas.from the simple fact that tea can only bo tea as if it is pot tea ergo it is Something else, and should be sold under another name. The cause need not be sought for. a it is simply due to the simplicity of a too confiding pnblio. The middleman and retail dealer nnito in full force and the sapient housewife, who would instauter reject "olcmargarine" or "buttorine," for butter, will most mookly accept a mixture of willow or other leaves, highly faced with copperas, indigo or Prussian blue, as pure groen tea, and this whec infusion and a blight knowl edge of the tea leaf would frequently pluoo all in a position to test the purity for themselves. Further check is at baud ia a sediment presenting an ap pearance like its adulterant. From most . couutrio complaints are frequent that "nure tea" is unprocurable at any price. Still puro tea is mauufuctured, but bow much of it reaches the consumer of China.and Japan teas as such is a ques tion, liv the time it has passel from the bush to the fuctory, theuco to middlemen and groeor, und finally into the cup of the confiding driuker, Us original idontity would puzzle Us manu facturer to determine its class, certainly as regard Indian teas, whose frequent "mixings" and transformations often doatroy all traces of their origin. Tho adulteration of teas has been dilaiod upon ad Dauseaum.bnt a further attempt by one w hose experience bus awakened his interest may not now be amiss. In a country where dyspeptic aud ner vous complaints are bo common thoir im port is enhanced by the fact that to im pure tea can he trueod the germs of many Mich mulaiies. though popular delusion ascribes them to moro remote causes. From two distinguished professors wo have the following statement on the uses aud properties of tea: ('Modiciual Plants' by Professors Bentley andTimen.) "Tho principal vise of tea is to form au agreea ble, slightly stimulating, soothing and refreshing beverage," etc., und further: ' It was formerly believed that tea, from the theino it contained, bad the effect of diminishing the waste of the body, and, as auy substanco that does this necessar ily suvos food, it was regarded as indi rectly nutritive." Contrary opinious are advanced by equally reliable authority tending to show that tea, by aoting as a resjiiratory excitant, is conducive ' to bodily waste and both opinions are open to credence. From tho gluten contained in tea, its value as a nutritive is also prominently advanced, whilo as a nervine stimulant tea may bo taken with effect in cases of headuche, neuralgia or other affections sequent upon the effects of ex haustion or the depression of nervine power. Its effects are said to be similar to those of qtiinia in cases of intermittent fnvers, asthma, whooping cough or other spasmodio complaints. But theso attri butes essentially refer to tea, and not to any other fabrication under its uame. Tea has its votaries, but it also has its enomies, who ascribe the iucrcase lu ner vous diseases to tho constant and increas ing use of tea; but investigations may toud to show that this is due not to the tea itself but to the poisonous adulterants with which it is compounded. No class of men in India drink tea more persistency than do the planters themselves, yet no nervous or dyspeptic diseases predominate among Indian planters ns a cluss. But, thon, they only drink tea, and no plon- ter, or even his coolie, would unmixed drink teas such as those of the class known as "Oolong," and certuinly not of that known and openly sold as "colored. Planters are usnully very careful as to the teas they use, and will select from the lower cluss known as "Sou chong," or somotimes from a class locally known as "Bed Leaf," the latter being almost the refuse. This is no penurious economy, as every planter can drink all the tea he requires, and in most factories also yearly supply a few pounds to bis frieuds. Few planters will drink tea which has been reoontly manufactured, and generally make dur ing each season a supply of what is termed "drinking te ," which, by special fermentation, becomes drinkable months before teas) of ordinary commercial manufacture could be imbibed with com fort. The nearest approach to theolass of teas known as "Oolong" is the epcoies technically termed "Numoonah" (Hin dostaiiee) , in the Indian trod districts, un uofcrmented "panned" tea. Its value as a mixing agent with weaker China teas is great, and its price high, but as its pmluction is more expensive, the re sults are frequently problematical, and it is only in solitary cases that it is man ufactured. No planter would drink this tea from choice, as it would simply "blow bis head off," or unnerve him com pletely, and yet it is a fact that teas of this description are tho most sought after as a beverage in the United States by rich admirers of "Oolong,'' "Gun powder," "Caper," etc. Personal exper iments recently made have convinced the writer that these teas when drank alone are positively nauseous, and that a little goes a long way. Here, then, is a case where to the use of pure tea may be laid a series of dyspeptic and nervous disorders. Philadelphia Press. A Pretty Stobi About the Message. Acoording to the Boston Journal, this was the way in which the President had his message pnt ui print and yet kept it from the public until the proper time. About t70 weeks ago he sent for Mr. Bounds, pnblio printer, and gavo him part of the MS., enjoining npon him tho utmost secrecy. Mr. Rounds set up the matter himself, assisted by Capt. Brian, foreuiin,, and Mr. Taylor's chief clerk. The rest of the MS. when ready was given by Mr. Rounds in very short "takes' to a few truaty compositors. Mr. Rounds read tho proofs himself and mode the corrections, and kept all the proofs, galleys and MS., when not in use, locked up in a burglar proof safe. As a result not a line leaked out, and even the "gueseers" were so far baffled that when Mr. Rounds was visiting the President to carry proofs and get copy, they imagined that the President was going to remove bim and had sent for him to tell bim o, and they made a serious announcement to that effect. The notorious Frenoh illustrated weekly newspaper, La Vie Parisienne, has been seized on account of its immorality.