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About The Eugene City guard. (Eugene City, Or.) 1870-1899 | View Entire Issue (March 3, 1883)
A CHILD FANCY. HIP4 Al'lSST. AfUr t!ie liof r on day in Jusa, Graoie, kuunuiui a lunny tune SUxxl at tlie window waUiitif tb ky, And (lie iNcy cluurfa m itieyliurried by J Vaster and Mr, a tnowjf heap, Tuoy followed sscb other like milk-wbits iliM-p. The un looked out, aud wilh finip-r oT Iilit Turned h few Uu drop to rainbow bright. Th! firarje uw with tudden err, "(iuds dropping ribbon ontof the ky!H A Riit of wind li"ok On locut trw Till tb rindro foil like warin of boei. Then iti turned with umilo that wu half a Irown , At tb glittering drop went flying down, And lookinf it mo with wondering eye". "0 auntie, iee how each green louf onc-a!" the it bd mutes. I. It was tbo afternoon of oloar, sharp January day of J8fil, and tbo i-orui-any numbered fully 200; there wore men and women, boys and girls, flying and cir cling about, in masses, singly, by doz ens, and by twos and threes, over tbo frozen surface of tlie beautiful Silver Lake in llockdale. a sulicrb of the Hour iahing city of 1$. Now England ii dotted with these amall bodiua of water, nd it ia astonishing to reoonut what a artrpriHing number Wir tbe name of Silver. And ao on Silver Luke thin goodly company waa disporting itaclf with all tbe gayoty and zest the keen, bracing air and exhllorating sport com bined to produce. Among the crowd were many lads ind busies who imaglnod they were fond of akating and came to Silver Lake for no other reason. It was. singular, too, to note bow much more gruoofully the "outward roll," backward or forward, could be accomplished by joining bands, or by being linked togethor with a walk-ing-itick. These sticks proved in many instances no non-conductors to the sym pathetic thrill that pervadod the magnet at either end, Tbe positive and negative conditions were fully roalied in the case of brawny John Harton and roay-oheckod Abbie liStham, tbe daughter of the 'Hauire. She, with ber comely figure and fresh, handsome fa:e, lit up by a pair of laugh ing bine eyes, could Lave led awkward John, on o"r off skates, anywhere, wilh an apron string or a thread for the con ductor. Not so with John. Ilooould load her nowhere; and the more tbo girl could balk and tantalize him, tbe more tiho seotuod to enjoy the skating and his company. Many a ludiorons figure ho cut and many an awkward full be en dured, for her sudden and unaccountable turns and shifting, and ber mirth and glee were at tbe highest at John's re peated failures to follow ber difficult and tortuous windings. John was overgrown and mossivo, bis twonty years of exist enoe not having yet served to properly knit together and round ont the propor tions of his frame. She was lithe and quick and ai graceful as abe was skillful in the use of skates. Apart from the throng this afternoon, John espied a little red mitten lying on tho ice, whore it bad bouu dioppod by one of the numerous children. Miss Abide saw it, too, and as John, by ono of his graooful movements, easayod toatonp and capture tho article, ahe refused to roloaso bis baud; but just as be bout for ward she gave a wicked pull, and John, unbalanced, waa aent sprawling a rod or two beyond. A pool ol silvery laughter was her sympathetic comment, as with a graooful ourve aha turned and caught the tiny thing in hor band. John blushed at bis awkwardness, and hold out his hand to receive the mitten. Hut the captor only held it before him, and gently moved away. "Won't you give it to mo?'1 ho asked. "I will find tbe owner." "I can flud the owner more easily than you. I can't trust yoo) you would fall and crush tbe poor thing in trying to deliver it." And ahe saucily laughod again. "You mado me fall," said John, in a grieved tons, "Yon are always doing tbeae things. If 1 ska led more and tudied less, I'd soon be as much of an adopt aa your friend Joe Staples, whom you are always praising." "You? JIn, la, hal As graceful as Joo Staples?" Aud the hilarity of tho youug maiden made John Horton'a sluggish blood course through his veins till his face was aa rod as tbe scarlet kur ihiof that sunirclod bis neck. All the rest of that afternoon John was gloomy and silent. He moved around mechauioally, or, rathor, automatically, and his companion concluded to serve no more tricks upon him. The aport finished, the two wended thoir war homo to tbe house of Mr. Latham. John's fair eompuuiou failing to rally him into anything like conver sation. He answered her only in mono syllables, and soetned morose and pre. occupied. As he was about, to take his leave, John said, seriously, aud a little sarcas tically: "Abbie, I'm going back to college to morrow, and I hope you will enjoy the rest of the skating aeason in companion ship more graceful thau mine." "I ho I shall," replied she, iu tho same tone. "You tnnstfoel bod about something; perhaps it's the mitten; yon had better take it ; no, not now I won't give it up. If ever I thiuk enough of you to surrender it, I'll send it to you by exprew." And then the smiled on John wilh rare sweotnoas, but John had seen that smile before, and felt ahe was only mock ing him. Ko, with a solemn "good night," he buttoned his coat close to his chin, and with hands resolutely thrust in his pocket turned homeward, and re solved to watte po more time with akat ing girls who judged young n.e n by the dexterity they exhibited iu handling their heels. a. Among tbsearliest voluiileerregimeuts that left for tbe oeat of war in tbe sum mer cf 101 was th th Massachusetts, with Lienteuant John Horton aa an officer of Company B. Like hundreds of others, he abandoned hia books for his aword, and bad paased days and nights m study and drill to fit himself for his new pooitida. Horton enjoyed the riiu tatioo among bis follows of "being rather an anchorite; he waa reticent, sometimes gloomy, and, although he performed bis duties acceptably, he.hsd thus far failed to show any distinguishing qualities for a military careor. He joined in few of of the oamp pleasures, and when he was not on dnty, rending or studying, was sure to be seen in abstract thought, walk ing amoug tbe streets of the camp or in the region of country immediately around. Christinas aud New Year in camp formed one of the brightest soasons is. ti.A t..ti.wnrkA.l soldier iu all the veus of the Rebollion. Though the - ... .a l ...I nl ii j a.4w,tiB 2uanuiy oi uwjiui wu uw ispstched from home waa at all times great, tbe bulk of contributions arriving in camp at this festive season sorely trio.l 1 1. a rrina' nanacitv of all engaged in supplying tbe army at the front. And me occasions oi oj"-iuk rm.nir both olllcurs and privates were most interesting and exciting. Tbe ofileor of the th hi arrungeu w uove an "opening" in tbe Colonel a quarters, and thither all who were not on duty re- tiafrs-iil The evening was of course most enjoy ablo, for nearly every one had received from borne some token to remind bitn of a mother, sinter, or aweetheart.sometimes of all three. Horton waa present, cool, gloomy and indifferent. He did not ex pect any present. His family was scat tered, and many of those nearest to bim. to whose loving sympathy he would naturally tnrn at this time, had passod away. He did not feel in a sentimental or sympathrtio mood, and yet no particle of envy entored his mind in witnessing the enjoyment of others. ' As the major hold np a small paper box, however, and called out, "Lieutenant John W. Hor ton," the luttcr started and felt his face aglow in an imtant. He took the par col, and, in sidle of entreaties, In which not a few jokes were cracked at hia ex pense, placed it in his pocket till tho conclusion of the festivities, when ho retired to the oomfortable quarters he shared with Lieut. Carter. Lieutenant Horton was puzzlod and curious. After divesting himself of his ovoroost, he sat down, plaood the box on 1 1, a lul.la ami. in oomtianv with bis oompsniou, lighted the solacing dudoen, determined to approach anu unravoi Ilia mrnti.r aa linnamB a philosopher. Carter got dooidodly impatient before even the outer wrappings wero reraoyeu, as Horton conducted the proceedings with weighty deliberation. At last Hor ton shook from tlie dox a utue reu milfoil annul wranoed in a niece of white tissue papor. No note of explana tion appeared, and norton met bis com ...tilon'ii ffiTA with a lnnk in which were pictured at least half a dozen of the emotions that affect tbe human niind.tbe principal one being aurpriso. III. For the next threo evenings our hero was engugod in writiug letters or rather a letter for no sooner was each one completed than it was torn in pieces and burned, norton ion uimseu iu a ugui fix, and hoped tbo euomy would muko a demoustrutlon on the camp, that he might gut out of it. Ho had rather face a hundred cannon than undertake to ao knowledgo the rocoption of that mitten. He knew he bad loved Miss Latham, but his big, sensible soul had been ter ribly lacerated by hor apparent heartless behavior, and he had concluded to bo oome indifferent, not ouly to her, but to all womankind. This might bo an other of her heartless tricks; but whon John rooallod her words, "If lever think enough of you to surrender it, I'll send it to you," he felt that the little witch did eutert&in some regard for him. Still, as ahe had vouchsafed no kind of a mes sage with the surrender of the mitten, he was at a loss how to act. Write he could not. "If I asked Carter's advice," he reasoned, "he would only laugh at me. Why can't those plaguy womon lot a follow alone?" he muttered to himself. "I was trying to forget hor and now she has opened all my wounds afresh. She did it to tantalize me, but I'll show the flirt and tho whole sex that I can't bo tautalized." And thon John took from his inner pocket an envolopo, out of which ho fished a little rod objoct, on which ho gnsed for a few moments as a naturalist might gaze npou a newly-dis-ooverod insoot, with mingled curiosity aud toudernoss. The soldier aighod as he replaced tho trifle, aud going to the door of his tout, gazed out into the dark neat. The evening waa mild and calm, aud the darkness was almost impenetrable. Scarcoly a sound disturbed the sleeping oamps, and, as the enemy aorots the l'o tomoo were believed to iutoud no hostile demonstration, the utmost precaution had nut been takeu to guard agaiust snr- iirise. As Jack stood gaziug iuto the larkuesa a succession of flashes lit up the gloom, aud the sharp report of email arms broke the stillness. "Hello! hero's for fun!" exclaimed Jack, at he rushed for hia aocouterments. The long-roll called the men into line, and iu a few uiomenU the regiment was prepared to receive the enemy, lieiug oue of tuo ollioers at hand, Liouteuaut Horton was ordered by the Colonel to go forward with a detail of men aud ascertain the true state of affaire. Our pickets were retreating, the tiring Wing answered by stray shots from the enemy; no judg ment of their numbers could be formed, but our pauio stricken pickets reported them to lie ten thousand strong, at least. Horton determined to keep cool, aud as oertoiu for himaelf the uu tuber of the enemy. He had had little experience of fighting as yet, aud his position was by no means a plcasaut one. Iu this man euver his excellent judgment was proved, for, after studyiug the situation as loug aa it was prndeut, he hastened to the Colonel and iu formed him that the force consisted of not more than a regiment of lufautry, moving directly for the camp. A hot skirmiah eusuod, the fight last ing for an hour or two. The demonstra tion dosed with the retreat of the enemy on whose heels Lieutenant Horton, wa rirvMat ti.vlifiniv Ittruxil war a nn liiim tsvitli we uwv Mutiiia wtm'M wi swai f, uuiisj vea- a tenacity that astonished his brother clUnera. Jack braved, danger with an amazing coolness, and directed tlie tire of hia mon whore it would do tbe most good. It waa hia ambition to capture somebody or something, and hedid- Coufederato Captain aud two privates, who were "surrounded" by himself aud one of his soldiers. But Jack, fired by hia snomttt, rashly proceeded ahead for more human pluuder, when he waa laid low by a bullet through the shoulder. IV. Jack Horton waa the hero of that night and waa mentioned ia the commander's un.t t. M AA.lnAM nnrreot iadirment ivy J i . tvi . " , ii. and unflinching bravery. It needed juat such an occasion as this to onng out what was in the man, bnt Jock waa mod est, and be didn't presume he had done more than bo ought. Hi wound was wui t rf n 1 nn ami in a foW JttVS llO WOS Oil bis may to hockdale, where the report of bis achievements noa pre-oucu UUu l.L ..hl.l nl Lain fnnlinff a little cur iooa about how Miss Abbie would greet ... . . . a 1. TTa him If ue cuanoeu w ww not, xo liadn't tbe remotest idea of calling on ha i,nwovr Hia time was the coun try's, and all hia leisure momenta were passod, even in those mvano uujb, hi i.a .,t.,.i. t miHinrv tactics. He did not wont to be made a lion of; did not nretend to resemble that nouie animal in the least, no lie siayeu ai houio uu -. . . i . i. i - i studied his books. Just before his return to tho army he itn,in,l a fuir at Rockdale in aid of the .,,1.1 inr. The Tonnar ladies were tho principal attractions at this, as at all fairs; and among tho young ladios none were moro attractive thon Miss Abbie T .(( , Him ilrova a remarkably suc cessful business at tbe flower-stand, ono of her principal patrons being Joseph HiA.,la. hn imrcliRHed at least half her stock, and distributed it with a lavish han,i Tio lnul not none to war. but had at least, and without compulsion, hired a substitute. His patriotism woo arueui i,a ...an rod Miss Abbie. but there wero to him other glorious attroctiona noaror home. no.tainl T.iflntAnant Horton oould but par his respeots to Miss Abbie. Hia face was paler, ana ins lorui uuu uauumo more trim and manly than when ahe last saw him. His features, Abbie noticed, bore an expression of sadness ana snnor inn h mnvml without ackwardness. and all the young ladies declared him to be . , AI. - 1.-11 TTa' the uanusomcm soiuier iu tue uan. u won tho aword that was voted for on this occaeion, aa ho uoserveu 10. jooaa heart throbbed a little as ne met me gaze of the young lady; but if he felt any emotion.' it must have boen alight; ahe waa very busy with hor customers, ana especially with her ' wholesale patron, Mr. Staples; yet, as the lieutenant bade hor good evening and turned away, he saw her eyes drop ana a taint oiusn swai nvAP hap (iliAoks. For two old friends. so long separated, tho mooting was de cidedly oold and formal, and Jack felt chilled to tbe marrow. V. In the stirring events of the next two year Horton bore his full ahare at Fredoricksbnrg, Chancellorsvillo, Antiotam, Gettysburg, the Wilderness, down to Cold Harbor, whore, at tbo hoad of his regiment, he fell desperately wounded in the terrible and unsuccess ful assault on that stronghold. He was conveyed to the hospital at Washington in a seemingly hopeless condition, with several wounds, eauh of which was dangerous. The nurses moved among the wounded mon like angels of morcy. Some of tho soldiers luy in a stupor, some raving in dolirium, and others were dving in agony. For days Uorton's life hung on a thread, his fevered brain mercifully rendering him unconscious of suffering. As he awoke one morning, a soft and gentle hand was soothing his brow, where the dampness indioatod that the lover was oronen. ue triod to open his eyes, but was too woak; speak he oould not; and many hours passed before he oould disoern what wos around him. Since the night of the Cold Harbor light hia life had been a blank, lie remomborod no thine And now he saw before him tho physician, and the nurse ith a swoot pole looe tuat iookou familiar, but he could not recall the name of its owner. Again trying to spook, the surgeon kindly whispored, "Kaon perfectly quiet ana an win do well,1' and the femalo attendant, at his motion, withdrew. The next morning his dim vision dis- cornod the same pale and anxious face, aud a gleam of wondering inquiry passea over his countenance as he gazed upon her. At last he foobly whispored: "Where am I?" "In the hospital, and with friends," she gently answered. He would have spokon more, but sbo withdrew. The noxt day he was stronger, and asked: "Whoiehavo I seen you?" At a sign from the physician, the nurse answered: "At your old home. Don't you know me? I'm Abbio Latham. You are get ting better now, and will soon bo well." Jock wai strong euough to begin to oollect his thoughts, which were, of course, atonceoonoontratedon his nurse. He improved wonderfully under hor care, aud one bright morning occurred the conversation we shall record in this romaiitio sketch. Miss Latbam was sitting by the side of his oot, arranging a bou quet. Tho wounded man had begun to feel like his old self, and permission was given him to converse all he desired. "How long have you boen in the hos pital, Abbio?" "Moro than a year," she repliod in a sweet, womanly voice. Jack thought he bad never beheld a fairer creature. If she was beautiful as a girl, the scenes she had witnessed had touched aud chastened all that was lova ble and womanly in her naturo. She was no longer a girl she waa a tender, thoughtful woman. "You have saved my life," said Jack, his eve filling with tears. "Me! no. Your streng'.h has triumphed. I have done what little I oould. O, you were ao terribly hurt!" And her eyes filled and her bosom heaved as she took his baud and gently pushed the brown, ourling locks away from his forohead. Jack never felt so happy before in his life, despite the solemn character of the conversation, "I can never repay you, Abbie. I'm only aorry for that. But if I dared to hop-" "Perhaps you can, Jack," ahe replied, with the sweetest and nioet confiding smile. "I found something iu your inner vest pocket which has paid me al ready." Aud ahe took from the blood stained envelope the little red mitten. "Then you kuew by that tokon that I had loved at least, had not forgotten you," said Jack, a little confused. "Ye; and if my woman's sense had not told mo, your talk in delirium would have proved it." Jack mentally thanked heaven that ha had been crazy. "But, Jack, why didn't you answer my letter? It was cruel of you." "Your letter!" "Yes; th one I aent too. by post to apprise you of my presence. Mr. Staple Ifwl T nAvnr received it. Do snppoaothat fellow was mean enough to Kn i1p .T,uiki don't trot exoitod ns suppose nothing" All's well that ends The- little red mitten is a treasured .li (n Din TWtnn familv. and it luu - " ------ . horn, a wondering auestion to several l.'ul o1Ai.n1ia that trladden the hOU hold why mamma has never knit a mate to it. . Edison's Klectrle Kail way. "I5v the wov. Mr. Edison, how is yonr electric railway uoingr "It is doing very well. I have it run- : tnm ....in! An ll Pannavl vaniii . . ., . , ii mu( irviu iy, u v ..." j - i ; I v ti Matiinhnn. a distance- of two and a half miles. The' locomotive runs at the rate of twonty-mne miles an hour, with one passenger car, containing forty passengers. It is a three leot six inones gauge, WHU a Biiieeiryuuuu inn, tuo weight of the looomotive is three tons." Will a locomotive oi itioiweigus have sufficient traction to carry any weight of train?" "It has sufficient lor light trains, ana runs often. I put it up as an expert- mon I T hava nltm a freiffht train which carries thirty tons of freight and makes eight miles an hour, i nave omy eigne the locomotive. I am now building a large one of 45-horse power, with which l expoci w oe aoie In nnll alt, Mil. aiirhtann float cars. The w j'ma " -'O track of my road has been down several months, and still holds its insulation, x mada a nn the other day at tbe rate of twelve miles au hoar in the snow, and there was only a leakage of two ana a half horse-power on the whole line of the road." "Can power be produced in this way to run a locomotive at as small a cost fir coal as used in ordinary locomo tives?" "Vau TIia roniinn (a that in the boil- ers of our locomotives thoir heating and grate surface is small. A looomotive in this way ts very uneconomical, ion havA ernt in fnrefl it at a ETeat Waste of nnnrav while a stationary boiler and en- DJ I , - gine at a etation can utilize more power a . , " I 1 irom ooai, ana oy using a cueuper uui can produce powor at a greater economy, and although to turn this power into elootrioity and get it on the track there is another loss, it never reaches that due to the want of eoonomy in the locomo tive. Boston Heraia. Supreme Court Etiquette. A Washington correRpondent of the Philadelphia Press contributes the fol lowing: I happened to drop into the United States supromo court the other day, and thero I met a distinguished Philadelphia lawyer. He was in the blackest and shiniest of broadcloth, from his head to his heels. He had in his hand a tall hat, a small block neoktie encircled the whitest of collars, and his general ap pearance suggested a funeral. As this gentleman (1 dare not name him) is somewhat noted for his rather flashy at tire, I could not exactly understand what was the matter, especially as he had no crape on his hat. He notiood me eyeing him, and asked me what was the matter. I told him he looked more like a Buptist preacher than a Philadelphia lawyer. "Oh," he answered quickly, 'it s this d d court. I bate these clothes, and at home I never wear any thing but grays or stripes or plaids, with bright neckties, but the U t time l had a case in this court I was not al lowed to make any argument because I wore a short, speckled coat and trousers, with a blue necktie. I was told that I was not properly dressed to appear bo fore this court, and that I must wear black clothes. I have another case here now, and so you see I am dressed in this outlandish style. But I shall charge this suit to my client, and when I get home I'll have my wife put these things away in camphor and mark thorn 'Su preme Court. Upon enquiry I lound, what l never knew before, that the Supreme Court forbids lawyers to wear within its bar anything but block. The weather may be as hot aa the region toward which all of us sinners are tending, but no grate ful seer snoker, or lineu duster, or white duck is permissible. The nine old duffers in easy chairs may nod and snooze and have their ease, but you must dress in black. It is probably right, for certain forms and ceremonies are neces sary aad the dignity of the court must be mainUinodj Rite or the Polar Bear. A keeper named James Murray had a thrilling escape from a terrible death at the Zoological Oarden yesterday, while clea.ing the cage of the Polar bear. This cage, whioh stands by itself near the southeast entrance, is built of strong iron bars, and is about twenty foot in diame ter, with a stone don at the book and a tank in the center large enough for the bear to roll in. The iron bars slope in ward toward the top and form a roof eight foot abovo the floor, with a circular open ing about three feet in diameter over tho tank. As is usual when the cage is to be cleaned, Murray drove the bear into his den and closed the iron grating be tween that and the cage. He thon en tered, olosed and fastened the door and was playing water from a hose into tbe den, when, with a ferocious growl, the bear threw itself against the grating, which gave way, and the animal rushed upon the keeper. Murray saw at a glance that there was only one hope of escaiw, for he was seoure'y fastened in with a beast that was determined to eat him and was quite capable of doing it. There waa nobody within eight or hear ing. Dropping his hose Murray aprong across the tank and climbed the smooth bars on the opposite aide of the cage. He reached the top before the bear had time to follow him, but tbe keeper realized that it aflordod no ploco of refuge, for the animal could easily catch bim there by rearing on its haunohea. H then mode a peri lous overhead journey along the top by clinging to the other aide of the slop ing bars until he reached tbe opening in the centre. Murray succeeded in gain ing the aperture and hauling himself np to safety without a scratch. He was a badly soared man, however, and hia face was ghastly the rest or tbe day. A mortgag on hou U like a ur hole in aa apple. Befor you know il thertUmor worm-hole than fruit A Xotra Danlnh Dairy Tfoman. Perhaps not many Danish farmers oan hone to emulate Mr. Nielson's success, because few can be blessed with such wife as he has. It is, in fact, mainly to Mrs. Nielson's exertions that the results accomplished are to bo traced. Thia lady, first of all took a tour in sweaen and Germany, and in these countries learned to make butter on the Swartz system, and skim milk and whey cheese as practiced by Swedes and Germans. Then she resolved upon extending her travels. She knew only her native language and a smattering of German, but with this slondor linguistic equip ment she had tho courage to make a tour in England, France, Switzerland and Holland, picking up knowledge everywhere. She contrived to get such an insight into the dairy systems of these different countries, as to be able to make butter on the Norman system, Camem bort and Brie cheeses as they are made in Holland, Cheddar and Cheshire gas tbev are made in England, and Gruyere according to the most approved Swiss process. Mrs. Nielson has a shop in Copenhagen, where she sells her dairy produoo, tbe king being oue of her regular "customers. Her work in the dairy begins at five in tho morning, and is finished at one in the atternoon. Airs. Nielson is then off by train, to tbe city, where she is always to be found from two o'clook until eight, returning to ber country home by the nine o'clock train, ready to begin the same round of work the next day. It would bo interesting only to practi cal dairy maids to describe Mrs. Niol son's methods in detail. Her dairy (which is also hoi kitchen, where cook ing and cheese-making go on simultane ously) is but 16 feet squaro, and yet three kinds of cheese Derby, Edam and Camembert have been seen in process of conooction together. Tbe mistress devotes her personal supervision to the most critical parts of the work, but is assisted by her pupils, of whom she has generally about a dozen boarding in tho house, i; or it will not excite surprise that her fame has spread far and near, and that farmers are only too glad to aend their daughters to study under such an mstruotor. The girls stay lor various periods, from six weeks to two years, usually about six months, and those who stay but a short time are charged proportionately high fees. All have to work as hard as any ordinary dairy maid, while at the farm. Most of the pupils are daughters of small farmers. Oue was pointed out to Mr. Jenkins, however, whose father owned 40 cows. This young lady was about to be married, and her parents thought themselves fortunate in securing for her, under Mrs. Nielson, tbe knowledge by which she would be enabled to turn the dairy, that was soon to be her own, to the best account. It is, perhaps, worth mentioning that Mr. Nielson takes no Sart of the dairy business himself, and ad at first but small faith in the snocess of his wife's enterprise. So she began by buying her milk of her husband at what he considered a remunerative sell ing price, and has continued to do so to the present time. She now has to buy of many othor farmers as well, but Mr. Nielson is still paid for every quart at the market value, just as his neighbors are. As Mrs. Nielson's 'pupils do most of tbe work, hor outlay for labor must be very small, aud she makes, according to her own statement, between two and three times as much for her butter and cheese as she pays for her milk. She must, evidently therefore, be doing a prosperous business. Her profits are, of course, all the greater, from the fact that by keeping her own shop she has to make no allowance for those of the factor and rotailer. London Globe. A Strange Coincidence. The oft-told story of the painter who painted an ideal picture of "Inuocenoe" from the face of a pretty child, who sat as his model, and in his old age had a villainous-looking criminal sit to him for the model of a picture of "Guilt" as a companion piece to the other, and dis covered that the ohild and the criminal were the same person, has received some startling illustrations in real life. A convict discharged from oldClurlestown State prison told the following remark able story of himsolf to the warden of that prison: Some yoars ago a gentleman, his wife and their only child, visited a prison. They were shown through the workshops and prison by an officer, who pointed out the different objocts of interest as they passed along. Jtho gentleman was inquiring about a man who had re cently been sent to prison for life for murder. "By the way, this is his room," said the officer, stopping before one of the cells, the door of which stood open. The little boy, with a child s curiosity stepped up and looked in. His father camo up behind the child, and playfully pushed him in and closed the door. The little fellow shrieked to be let out. The door was immediately opened, and the child ran sobbing into bis mother s arms. She, brushing back the light curls from his forehead and kissing him, said soothingly: "No. no: they shan't shut un my little boy in prison. Ihe little boy was terribly frightened. He turned his eyes once more toward the dreaded cell, and for the first time noted on the door the "No. ." The incident made a doep impression upon his mind. Time passed. He grew to manhood. His father and mother were both doad. He became a Bailor, and a good one, rising step by step until he be came second in command of one of the California steamers sailing from New York. But, like many others, iu consequence of that vioe which has dragged down bo many even from high positions, he lost his situation, came back to Boston, sank lower and lower, and was finally arrested ior Dressing into a store. Ue was sen tenced to State priton for four years. Whon reoeived at the prison hn taken to the bath-room the usual cus tom bathed shaved and clipped; clothed in the prison dress and conduoted to the room he was to ocenpy. , J adge of his horror and consternation when he fonnd himself standing before, and the officer unlocking the door of tbe aame call, "No. ," Into which he. wnen a lad, had been thrust by hi father. Ia relating thia story to me (says Warden Haynes) Le aaid no one oould imagine his feelings when he found him self an inmate of that cell. ' ' Every inci dent and soone from childhood rushed upon his mind; the exclamation of hi mother, "No.no; they shan't shut up my little son in prison," rang in hia ears.and he threw himself upon a stool, weeping, in utter despair and wretchedness. It is pleasant to see shining through this strange story of circumstantial retri bution tbe truth of the famous line, "There is a divinity that shapes our ends." The oonvict became a religious man while in prison, and year after his dischorge.rose to bean offioorin the navy, A True B'ory o: a Trinity Couoly Bear fight. The Trinity Journal of last week tells the following: "Charley Noble and two of John Post's boys, of Junction City, hod quite an adventure lost week with a huge brown bear. They were out in the mountains for a hunt when they discov ered a bear's den in the mountain side. The brush around the entranoe to the cave was worn and bontdown quite close to the ground, whioh assured them that there was a bear in the cave. They came to the conclusion that they would cap ture bruin, the only practical way being to smoke the animal out. Accordingly wood was oolloctod and piled up in the mouth of the cave and set on fire. It had hardly got nnder a good headway before it was pushed away. The hunt ers were surprised. Again the wood was coM3ted and another lire built, and again it was pushed away. The truth of the whole matter was that bruin was do- ing the work himself with hia paws, re treating to a safe distance within the cave after destroying the fire. And so the struggle continued for two days and two nights, the hunters building fires. and the bear destroying them. Tho hunters were bound to capture their game, and finally changed the order of fuol. They gathered a large quantity of dry brush, and piled that up in tho en trance. This last mode waa a snocess. For no sooner had the fire began to send ont volumes of smoke and to crack, than a terrible growl was heard insido, and immediately alter came the bear, with a bound through the fire, like a dog jump ing through a fiery banner at a circus, growling savagely, and bounding toward the hunters. They were courageous and' stood their ground, for they were not to be foiled after waiting impatiently and working vigorously for the 'varmint.' Charley Noble blazed away at him.which felled the bear to the ground and pre cipitated him down tho stoop mountain side. Charley started in pursuit, but had not gone a great distance when he slipped and was going after bruin at a speed and in a manner whioh was not at all agreeable, for his bearship was not fatally wounded, as supposed, and was savagely waiting the coming of tbe foe at the foot of the hill where Charley landed, gun in hand, within ten foot of the bear, who was ooming for him with all the savageness that it oould muster. He waited until the bear got within a few more feet of him and then sent a bullet through his brain. The bear woighed 450 pounds .which is considered a little above tbe avorage weight of that speoies. The boys prooured some torches and entered the care, where they found the bed of the bear, upon a shelf, which was made of sticks about the thickness of a man's wrist." Death of a Remarkable Kan. Captain John Longworth, late of God- erich, Ontario, died on the lGth day of January, 1883, at the house of Mrs. Windsor, Sr., in Port Austin, Michigan. The deceased was born on the 7th day of April, 1790, in tho county of West- mealb. Ireland. He entered the mush service when quite a young man, and served under the Duke of Wellington in the Peninsular war, and bold from the government of Great Britain medals, with numerous clasps, each clasp having thereon the name of one of the great battles of that war in which he fought. After the final surrender of Bonaparte the great, he returned to Ireland, where, he remained in the military service as a civil engineer, until the spring of the year 1830, when he left the service and emigrated to Canada, reaching Quebeo in May; entered into the service of the Canada company in the capacity of civil engineer, and soon after moved to God erich, Ontario. He built the first harbor at that place in fact the first ever built on Lake Huron and had charge of many other public works for that company. He continued to live in Goderich for nearly fifty-three years, and until Oot. 20th last, when his grandson, Bichord Windsor, brought him to Port Austin on account of his failing health, that in his last days he might have his loving care and attention which he needed from his many children.grand chiidren.and great-grand-children here. Mr. Longworth is tho father of Mrs. . Windsor, Sr., Miss Jane Longworth end Mrs. Neill, of Port Austin, and Mrs. Lizers, wife of Judge Lizers, of Strat ford, Ontario, and Mrs. John liobson, of British Columbia. He leaves a widow, 73 years old, the mother of Mrs. Neill and Mrs. Bobson, who mourns with sorrow 'that none but she can know. Port Austin (Mich.) News. Nothing Fit to Eat. In Lounsbury's life of James Fenimore Cooper, just pub lished, a good story is told of the novel ist while traveling iu the wilderness bordering upon the St. Lawrence. The party to which he belonged came upon an inn where they were not expected. The landlord was' totally unprepared.and met them with a sorrowful coantenanoe. There was, he assured them, nothing in the house that was fit to eat. When asked what he had that was fit to eat, be could only say in reply that be could furnish them with venison, pheasant, wild duck and some fresh fish. To the astonished question of what better he supposed they could wish, the landlord meekly replied that they might have wanted some salt pork I A Georgia woman is losing the power a of speech through indulgence in canned fruils. Now you know what to think of a man who is going home with a lot of canned fruit nnder his arm. i "Yes," said the father, "I like to have my danght-r hare a beau on the score of economy. If she didn't, some of the other members of the family would oc cupy the parlor and burn gas."