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A SUMMER SONG. 0. lovely sunbeams, through the mendow rinnoinir, On Rolilon pinion, all the livelong; dnv, Kionnif ydung leave, on crystal streamlet (ilanocntr, rhamriiiir to livlnir gold thnlr sliver spray. Woo amorous elrof, committing- with the remit. Woo na the itnlar In her vrmaar bed. Till tl hr dower unoonolouly unoloso Hordow-gominod loavn. and blualiu ro reoi Gliding grar rock, on rugged mountain atreainlmr. Bldd'nir the flowers In (heltered nook awake. Colli n if jroung ong bird from tholr happy ironiniiiir, Wakinirih 'auirhterof the dimpling lake! Playltur "Ho peep" amid the white bud lnowlnjr Tn nearly clutter on the hawthorn tree. To the roil ml eye of woudorug childhood allowing Ttao rapid Journoylng of the wandering bee.- Shedding a halo bright on youthful treme. Ilidiliiig.vouiigheuiti for very rapture nif, Touoliing the brow or care with kinnoureases, Or uiliitinir Mirhtly on tho akylark wing! Ah, merry unleain, like sly cupidiatray.ng In the glad foottnr or the niallo lu, On im-lHiiniMl check and mow whito ker chief playing, Twiuk ling like itreflles In the emorald grat 0. lovely unbeams.lke blest angel gliding Through court of squalor, (ickueai, want ami gloom, Tellliiir of cloud like golden chariot riding Proudly inaJeat o o er a world or blnom: Of winding lane, and milk-while homesteads peeping Like modest virgin from secluded bowers; Of shallow pools, and baby trcainlcls leapinii In gddy gladuets 'neuth down-drooping Dowers, Dance, lovely sunbeam, through fair coun try meadows, Bathe hill and oottngo In your holy light. From o ty alum go chase tho mournful shadow That till poor homesteads with eternal nlirht. To thoae who pine In Igndrance and sorrow May an your lonuorem, noueat gin ue a ven. That sorrowing hoart one ray of hope may may oorrow In the aweet knowledge that ye come from iiuavon; Fanny Fortttcr fit Argoty, "A TRUE HERO." The Tragic Story of Two Starred Lovers. 111. Ho was only a poor artist; she was an opera singer, playing a long engage went in one of the popular theaters of a great city. Slio was admired, petted and spoiled wan the recipient of lino presents and had only to smilo to bring the wealthiest to her feet. He lodgod and toiled in tho garret of it miserable tenement in a crowded por tion of the metropolis. He ate which he did only about six times during a week at a cheap restaurant. Ho had no friends, but ho had a pure soul and a noble heart. He had genius, too, but people were slow to recognize it, and so he had to starve and freeze and go without decent clothes in conso quonoo. He was a remarkably hand some man, and to those he liked could be very charming. He was engaged, on a picture that, when finished, would bring him both fame and fortune. A certain art firm, very popular with the fash onablo world, had seen some of this artist's work and were quick to recognize tho merit in it, and had en gaged him to paint a picture for thorn, for whloh thoy had contracted to pay a fabulous price and tho picture was nearly complete.' Toor as he was, he always managed to attend the opera cspec ally since Celestino Hordclon had been playing. This Celestine Bordelou was an un commonly pretty woman small, but graceful as a swan, and tho glorious golden hair that full down and around lier in shining, clustering curls, had stirred many a masculino heart with the lire of love, llor eys were tho most beautiful over set in a woman's head so large and tondor and brown; so changeful In expression; so bewitching always. As we havo said, her admirers were legion all kinds, conditions and classes bowod In willing homage at her feet. Lovors, too, sho had rich, aris tocratic and proud. A thorough star In tho theatrical lirmamont sho was born for that and that alone. Nightly she held her vast audiences spell-bound. With a votee like an an gel, sho would draw tears from tho most stony-hearted. Her reign was imperial. Tho country, far and near, resounded with her name. Presents, smiles aye, and hearts woro showered upon her. Hut, with all ber marvelous success, her heart romained pure and her soul un sullied. Tho poor artist loved her when sho first appeared before him In thesrlaroof tho foot-lights, with alovo ho had never experienced before. A month had gone ny ami alio was still playing, ami his love all thu time grew stronger. He nl ways occupied the same remote seat in llM crowded theater, and ho failed nev er to send tho beautiful actress a bunch of blue-eyed pansies. Inspired with her beauty ana Ins love, he was painting the picture that was to brine him a fortune. Celestino, touched by the unossumiug flowers so uuieront from the other gifts that were showered upon her had futhomud out tho donor, and as she ob served him nightly in his lonely seat her heart went out to him sometning like pity; but ono night as sho watched him, with his face all aglow with love and enthusiasm far handsomer than any human being she had ever soen tho feeling of pity was changed to love they aro so near akin. This was the beginning. It was not hard to effect that which two loving hearts so much desired, and tho brilliant and popular actress and the almost unknown and humble artist met and exchanged vows of eternal love. Nightly would he escort her to her sumptuous lodgings in the most brilliant portion of the great, gay city. One by one tho wealthy suitors were rcjecteil and their costly ottering of love re turned. AH the city wondered and many tongues were set a-wagging. Lit tle Lueion and Calestine cared for the gossips and scandal-mongers. They knew that they loved each other, anil that the love was pure. The poor artist, raised to the seventh heaven of bl ss, worked with an inspired brush, and dav by day the wonderful picture that was to bring him wealth, fame, his Celestine and happiness grew. Only one more week of labor lay between him and all this, li s Celestine, with love-impassioned eyes, gave him swoet encourage ment. The minutes lengthened into hours, tio hours into days and the days into a week, and at hut the painter pronounced n s worn com new. uu a sijju oi iu- unite saiisiuction ami ruut-i no iuiu brushes and palette aside. Now was his struggle with grinding poverty at an end. I ho happiness that he had so lone coveted, but never hoped to fain. was almost within his grasp, llow cheerful the world looked; how brhtly the sun shone, and how deliriously sweet the b'rds sane all around. As he gazou inrapiureon in oeauiuui picture , l . i II. i ...:.i. J ii i ueun sweiicu wim wiiuv, mm frayer of thankfulness ascended leaven from his moving lips. to When night at last infolded tuo world within ber sable arms, and the lighted lamps of the city gleamed like so many stars, the artist sallied forth to the theater, and took his accustomed seat. Never was such a crowd packed within tho spacious hall before. Celestine Dordclon closed her engagement on this night, and her friends, of all classes, had gathered to honor her. The or chestra sounded, tho curtain was raised and Celestine, in all her dazzling, gl it- ten ng beauty, stepped upon tho stage. As she gazed on the many upturned faces ber heart thrilled with a happiness sho had never felt before. Tho happy lace of her lover, turned upon her from his distant seat, tilled her with a new enthusiasm, and she sang as she bad never sang before. Hark! What sound is that that inter rupts the song upon the singer's lips, and causes every face to blanch and every ' heart to stand st 11 with sudden terror? It is a voice telling in alarmod tones that the theater is on fire. Tho voice ceases, and then the panic breaks forth. Every avenue of escape is assailed. (J re at, strong men, in their agonv of fear, dash weak women and children to the ground and trample upon them. Wives, relatives and friends are nothing now every life is battling lor itself. - The red glare of the flames; the great volumes of smothering smoke; the shrill screams of tho women and children; the hoarse curses of tho men; the groans of the injured; the cries of those en deavoring to command and rescue- altogether make a terrible and heart rending scene. In all tliis confusion and distress where is Luciene Le Fevre, tho artist? There ho is. with smoke-grimed face and tattered clothing, assisting that old terror-stricken man to escape tho burning building. One of the first to escape the flames himself, ho has re. turned again and again to aid those who could not aid themselves. At last all aro saved, and ho turns to seo if his Celestine is among the number. No, sho is not there, and no one in the mighty crowd can tell him aught of her. a suauon cnni envelopes his heart, a terrible thought takes possession of his brain, surely sue can not but, listen! Hear that terrible scream a woman's scream of mortal agony borne hrill and piercing to the artist's ear. and causing the blood to turn like Ice in his swollen voins. Looking upward in the direction of the cries, at a window of the burning building, surrounded by crackling names, ho sees L-elostine Hor delon, waving her hands and calling ior neip. ino sash oi tuo window is down, and tho poor girl in hor terror has not tho strength to raise it t-ven had she, it would bonolit her none. As leave dio in the tlatuos as to be dashed to death on tho stony pavemont, lor an Instant the multitude looking on from below, is silent, and then a mighty shout arises. Somothing must bo done to savo tho perishing woman, and that quickly. It is a dangerous undertaking. Already tho walls of the building are shaking, and the flames grow liercer and tlercer. ho will risk his life to save Ton. der woman?" some one shouts; but thero is no timo given for answer, for Micieno L,o rovre steps forth from the crowd, with compressed lips and de termined face, and taking a ladder that is lying near, ho plants it tirmly against the trembling wall. Celestine sees him, and her heart grows stronger; but when sho hears tho well-known voico shout up to her: "Have courago, dar ling, 1 will save you, her nerves grow strong as steel. Slowly, step by step, does the heroio artist toil upward. Everything deponds upon the utmost care. Again the crowd is silont. Every lip is moving in prayer for tho suocess of tho artist. Higher and higher ho goes! Angrier and angrier grows the lire. Tho great building is now ono vast sheet of flame, which roars like ten thousand demons turned loose from tho infernal regions. Now! Luciene has reached Celestine. It is but tho work of a moment far him to tear the sash of glass away and stretch out his arms and take tho trem bling girl. Whispering a few words of encouragement iu her car, he clasps her urmiy and begins his tortuous, peril ous descent. The walls tremble and shake; huge pieces of burning timber fall about him; volumes of smoke surge around him, almost blinding and smoth ering him. Sileutly ho prays to the God lie has always trusted in, to lead him, with his precious burden, safely to tho ground. Life has just become of value to him; the future looks so redo lent with hope and happiness. Hard, Indeed, it would be to die now. Slowly, oh, so slowly, he toils down ward with his lovely burden. To the anxious crowd below every second seems an age. O, he will soon reach the ground. Only a little space lies be tween him and safety. No sound is heard save tho roaring of the flames and the hacking of the axes of the firemen on the adjoining houses. Merciful heaven: I he wall against which the ladder is resting shakes more and more, and is bending outward. The hushed, expectant multitude now real ize that the descending couple are doomed to death. A smothered cry breaks the stillness, followed by a tre mendous crash and the quaking walls part and fall forward; a cloud of dust and dense black smoke fly upward, and Luciene Le Fevre and Celestine Dorde lon disappear forever from life. Next morning two charred and black ened forms were taken from the ruins of the theater building, and gently borne by tender hands to the city's lovely church-yard, and laid to rest in one com mon grave. I be artist famous picture wsj sold, and the proceeds used to pur chase a monument, which rises white ud i at the head of th- last rest- m-placo of the ill-starred pair, and t,.js t, trivio story of Celestino Hor , elun, the famous opera-singer, and Ui ciene Lo Fevro. the "True Hero.". 8. Wilson.in Louisville Courier-Journal, REBUKING CURIOSITY. How a Stranger In California Town Daf- tied Impertinent Inquiries. The other day a mysterious-lookin atrantrer arineared in Pctaluma and re. " ' r mant!i flve whole days without tho in habitants nuding out his name, where , t . .:.... v.. the bar-room loafers were baffled in their attcrup's to extract some detinite information, and the entire town lav awake o' n'irhts worrying over the mat ter. At last the general agitation grew to such a pitch that the Mierilr volun. leered to interview the stranger in be half of the public weal. Approaching the taciturn visitor, as be sat in tho office of the hotel, the functionary re marked: "Fine day, it." "Is, eh? said the stranger, dubi ously. "(Join? to stav lonz in these parts?' "Just four davs. two hours, and thirtv-ono minutes longer," replied th other, consulting his watch and a time table. "Then! mav I-er ahem! may I ask what vour business is?" persisted the shenll, as the crowd gathered up closer. "Well. I don't wish it generally known, replied the stranger, confident iallv: "but I m a liussian Mhilist." "You don't mean it?" gasped the ollicial. "Fact," replied the man, mournfully 'Bjt-cr-what brings youhere?"asked the inquisitive Mierilt. "Well, von gee. 1 was cantured in M. Petersburg last month, and you know how severe that uovcrment is on Aihil ists, don't you?" "O! yes of course; go on! " ell. they sentenced me to twenty years in Siberia, or a week In retalunia and l was tool onoujrn to choose reta luma." And with a heavy sigh the condemned man drifted in to d liner. Pdaluma 1 tides. TOURISTS' BAGGAGE. New and Convenient Conatrnetlnn the Immediate rran.portntlon Aot. A recent circular issued by the Socre tary of the Treasury appears to have put a new construction upon the Iiume diato Transportation act of 1880 relativ to tho baggage of passongcrs arriving in this country from foreign ports Heretofore passengers have been sub jected to the dolav and annovance of having thoir baggage examined at New York, whereas, by this finding of the Secretary of the Treasury, thisTaaggage is shipped through tn bond direct to forty-four cities named In the act as Inland ports of entry, which includes Chicago, Cincinnati, Cleveland, Detroit Kansas City, Denver, San Francisco, and others. A bond of $1,000,000, is rorpiired, however, by the Government from the express companies, and the American Express Company is the only uue wmi;ii iini as ioi fjiveu iu jourisu and others who may come from Europa to the united states will thoroughly ap preo ate this new order of things, as it will bo tho means of saving much time and vexation heretofore occasioned by the delay of baggage at the New York barge ollice. Of course the baggage. wheu shipped through to the interior port of entry, is examined at the latter place, for tlie Government rules as to this aro very rigid In order that nothing du t ablo shall escape. Should it bo the desire of a passenger to have his bag gage shipped to an interior point which is not a port of entry ho can have it directed to the port nearest his desti nation, and aftor examination by the proper officers it will bo forwarded by tho American Express Company. In case a passengor resides too far from a port where tho bonding privilege ap plies, the company's agent, after the usual examination in New York, will see that it is shipped through to its destina- tion in good d order. -Chicago TYibune, THE ROUEN CATHEDRAL . Df.rrlpt Inn of the 1'laee Where Richard 'our de I.lon 1 Hurled. The Rouen Cathedral itself, though defaced by an elongated iron nutmeg. grater which has the impudence to call itself a cupola, is magnificent as a mass when first seen from the corner, and liner still when examined in detail from the wondertui gallery of carvings around its great gate to the long-necked gargoyles that stretch their misshapen neaus iiko hungry girattes from the angles of its mighty tower. the interior Is somewhat disappoint ing after the grand outside, but beneath Its smooth whito pavement lies buried many an evontftd chapter of history, Here tho "Hon heart of Kichard Our do Lion lies cold and still forever. Here John of Hedford, the destroyer of Joan of Aro, sleeps in the same earth that hides his victim. Here Prince Henry of England, cut off in the flower of his youth, rests in the heart of the fair land that England has lost forever. And here, in tho ground that his own right hand wrested from the terrified King of France, molder the bones of grim old Rolf, or Rollo, the first Duke of Nor mandv, who, when King Charles the Fat otfered him his daughter and the seaboard of Normandy on condition of his becoming a Christian, answered with a business-like frankness and prompti tude natural to the most eminent pirate of the age: 'I lake tne nuiitl. or foul or fair, a- bargain with the vnat. And for thy creed a sea king' god are those tnai give tne most. X 1'. Times. A Georgian lost a society badge some twenty years ago and the other day saw it upon the straw bonnet of a negro woman who was passing along the street The woman said she' had been given it some months before by another negro woman, and that it had been warn as a highly prized bonnet ornament Atlanta Constitution. It is proposed to hare an elevated railway in operation in Paris by the time of the opening of the exposition four years hence. It will have, accord ing to the present design, two tracks, one above the other, and will cost about lifty million francs. BEGGARY INCREASING. Uniting Tramp Who Dog Women fnttl Thry Oct Money from Them. "I doubt very much," said a gentle- uan who recently returned to town ufter a long nb-enco. "if New Yorkers realize what a pestiferous nu sance street begging has become. Hefcre I went to Europe, in 187!. tliern were old men and women gr'nd n ' organs on New Yoik street corners, w t!i oldei boxes resting o:i tho gutters fur such pennies as people chose, to throw th.mi, Occasionally people saw rag pickers' CO lecting bits of bread an I the lik from door to door, and now and then ;in able-bodied ti amp soliciting assist anco. lint nil this is vastly diiierent from the begging which one must en. dure on every side now If I come out of my hotel iu the morning and stand on the corner waiting for a stage, I am beset by two or three men before 1 can climb into tho vehicle, there are gangs of tramps who lurk about in the viciu itv of the Union and Knickerbocker Clubs and regularly ant'ov the mem bers. l'ublic parks arc u.so anected by the beggars. "Another thing which struck me yesterday was the number of big hulk ing tramps who beg from women These dirty and disagreeable-looking specimens actually intimidate and annoy women into giving them alms. One of them yesterday followed my wife for two blocks along rifth Avenue, just below Twentv-third Street, walking be.sido her and annoying her so that, linnllv. sho was obliged to give him a. dimo to get rid of him. At the foot of the elevated railroad stations at Twenty-third, Fourteenth, and nearly all of the tip-town stops, ono can always lind one or two of these men. They do not beg from everv passer by, but single out their victims and approach them with apparent respect. lint it the men are bad, the children aro worse. 1 here are gangs of these young mendicants who are ut subjects for police attention. They cry and A'hine about having no place to sleep and nothing to eat, and so succeed in reaching their victim s pocket. If man is in a hurrv he has to push these little beggars aside beioro he can get ahead. Some of them sell evening papers, but the majority aro simplv mendicants. I suppose some of this is the result of hard times. Hut with New York's ample charity inst tutions it should bo possible to keep these street beggars nt least under control. There in be no doubt in the minds of men wiio know anvthing about it that two lh': lis of the street beggars are frauds of the most palpable description." AT. i Sun. af SNAKES. Oplil(ll;in That Abo l ml Iu the renjtteh Valley. Kemittent fever has of late vears played sad havoc among the Jamshidis of Kushk. All the neighboring valleys, including Penjdeh, are infected, and are only habitable in spring and sum mer by the acclimatized. Another draw back to this valley is the number of snakes which infest it. In spring the country must swarm with them; at present thev are to be found, when there is occasion to dig some eighteen inches or two feet below the surface. hibernating in sleepv torpor. Uefore winter closed in, ono of the Lancers a strong, healthy voung fel low very nearly fell a victim to ono of these reptiles. When picking up a stone he was bit in the back of the hand, and ho owed his life to his own prompt presence of mind and Dr. Charles' care and skill. Tearing oil' a strip of his turban ho bound it tightly so tightly that in the hospital they could not tighten it round the arm above the wrist, lie tnen made ou ior the hos pital, and half an hour after being bitten ho was under ur. Charles care. But already there were signs of paralysis in the left leg, and this gradually spread till both extremities wero com pletely paralyzed. Ho suffered from great heat, followed by intense cold, tingling and numbness in the arms and legs and much pain over the heart his heart was "on fire," ho complained. Altogether his cose, after an hour or so, seemed nopeiess. no was pneo with brandy and ammonia, and made to walk till his legs were deadened by paralysis, and then ho was put between hot blankets, and hot bricks wero np plied to his feet. Hypodermic injection of ether was found very useful, and at last, after three hours of unremitting care, ho slowly passed out of danger; and Dr. Charles has the satisfaction of being one of the few who have suo ces.-fully treated a snake bite. How ever, the man did not completely re. cover at once. He suffered from blood poisoning, aud It was three weeks be- 'ore he was discharged from hospital. London Times. The German Ahead. It is a remarkable circumstance that in every part of the commercial world Germans are supplanting the English as merchants and business men. The reason for this superiority is obvious on its face. The German is" highly educa ted; this makes him intelligent, and then he is patient and thrifty. The number of Germans who can not read or write, is smaller than in anv other country,' hile tho university graduates are more numerous, and hence they are supplant ing the British trader because of their greater intelligence and economical abits. Americans are out of this fight for commercial supremacy. We have ne ther colonies nor trade with other itions. If we had we would probably old our own with the Germans except in tho matter of education and economy. Our people are reckless spenders, even move so than tho tng.ish, but this now makes no difference as we have no commercial ambit'on. and the new ad ministration does not seem to favor any lc parture (mm the traditions that have been handed down to us from a past ener.ition. vemorest s Monthly. After repeated trials penny dinners in London and Birmingham are be coming successful, though it is admitted that, to a great extent, the children of the very poorest classes are not reached. Half-penny dinners are now being triad lie Cl -ixrhaa. CONFIDENCE. Ailvli-e to loy-Iroper Keir-KsteeiiU Self-esteem is a good thing, my boy, 't unlit inn much of it. enough of anything is enough, and ncl matter how good a thing is, too mucUi is more than you need, and self-esteem! Is uo exception to the rule. It is all well enough for a man to. bold his head up, and step around with an air of considerable importance, if he Is really doing any good to the world by living in it. But if ho has never done anything to be proud of. or any thing to win tho esteem of others, ho shows a want of sense in being too proud of himself. Of course, a man wants to possess self-confidence, and he wants to think that he is jut as good as anybody, but he don't need to think that tho welfare oi mankind muges on his action, or that the world rets on bis shoulder. That is too much of a responsibility for any one man to as mine, and besides other people would want a say in the matter, and every thing might not go on peaceably. While it is all well enough for a man to have a good opinion of himself, and feel that he is able to go it alone, he should be careful not to go too f;ir. Self-esteem is like mince pie, all right in moderate quantities, but seven or eight slices is all one should indulge in at a tune. A man has to as-ume an ar of some importance in this world to get along, but the trouble is, too many slop over. Ihis is a big wi;rid. my boy. and no man is imperative! v neces-arv to its success. Presidents. Kings and school directors may d e, but still the old world goes round. Governors mav re sign, road-overseers may move away. but tho great mass of mankind never stop to weep. Mary Walker, Yseult Dudlev. Ben Butler and other noted men mav pass awav, but tho old world will still swing around the circle as though nothing hud happened. Whoa you aud I pass oil' this stage of action, my boy, there win be several people, perhaps, who will not miss us. The man who has self-confidence, and who starts out in life confident of his ability to perform great deeds, and who has the nerve to try, and keep trvmg.i will eventually succeed. But before ho achieves success he is apt to get a great deal of self-conceit knocked out of him. Thero are young men who have an idea that the world is very much in need of their services, and grand portions aro standing open just ready for them to step right in, and that all they will have to do will be to reach forth, and grasp great fame, honor and riches at one .'..ii ii... .1... . . . . ieu snmiu. uui in iiih course ui mum thev are prettv sure to wake uo to .the cold knowledge that things are not so. Many a voung man. in v bov, has an idea that tho eves of the world are fixed admiringly on him, when in reality his neighbors are keeping a lookout to pre vent his getting in debt to them. Many a woman imagines the eyes of her sex are gazing with envy on her beauty, when in truth they are only looking at the mole on her nose. Mankind is queer, my boy. and appearances are de ceiving. Vthen you think people are applauding your wisdom they may only be giving you taffy and laughing at your ignorance. "i Uon t bank too much on vour self- importance. Remember that the dirui- lied citizen is just as liable as any other to slip up on the banana-peel, and that a dog with a can tied to his tail is just as apt to run lietween the legs of the most pompous individual ns any. Have faith in yourself, and have confidence and self-pride, but at the same time keep a lookout for sharpers, ltemember that there are plenty of other men who know as much as you do, and some of them mav know more. 1 It is not well to debate in your mind whether or not you will accept a seat in Congress, when vou do not Know that you could secure a nomination for jus tice of the peace, if you do you are liable to be disappointed. And this reminds us that much of our disappoint ment comes of our expecting too much of ourselves. Tho world is full of young men who rate themselves at about four hundred cents on the dollar, when they are not actually worth over ten cents on the dollar. Such men have got to come to a knowledge of their true worth, ami it takes them a long time to do it. They have to be knocked down a great many times before thev will stav down There are men who feel very important, and who seem to believe that the world sways at their command, who attract attention bv tho aroma of their feet and the smell of their breath. Mv boy, remember that this is a big world, and that spread yourself as you will gain all the name and fame pos siblereach as far to tho front as vou can, and still you have succeeded in attracting the attention of but few. And wheu vou die millions of eves will never shed a tear, and millions of tongues w'll never speak vour name. Your children will quarrel over your wealth, the lawyers will gobble it, and the world will soon forget you. Thorn (W P. Monort, in Peck's Sun. An Unkind Reply. There is a slight misunderstanding between McGinnis and his wife's mother. It came about in this way: Hostetter McGinnis is thinking about taking a trip to El Paso for his health, but his mother-in-law has been telling him that there is danger of his being scalped by Indians, and that he had better stay right here in Austin. "Nonsense, replied Hostetter Mc Ginnis, "there used to be Indians on tho El Paso road, but they have all been driven off. I don't believe there is an Indian in the whole country." Hen, wen," replied his wifes mother, "when you get out on the plains, and one of those wild beasts comes at you whooping and yelling, then vou will think of me. "I don't doubt it; anvthing of that kiud is calculated to mako me think of ou." replied Hostetter McGiunis, and now the entente eordtale has been spilled and there is a coolness between them. Texas SijHngs. II compelled to choose between the two, always prefer a good teacher to a tine school house. Chicaa Inter SELF lome Snullile Ctcan. A . DETERMINED POSTMASTER. The Owner of the rontofflee at Ma Dloom Itefuiie to OWe It I'p. Arkanaaw Traveler.) Bquire Zangford i displeased with tl present aduiinhtratlou. The '.quire hn was postmaster at May Bloom, wa reUntlv removed, or rntber, was informeJ that beZ after hi public dutle. wlU be disclu by some other citizen. Urxn receiving in formation of hi dismissal, the Wire id dreised tba following letter to the president- The Fostmaster at May Bloom. "I reckon you think that you've done a mighty sharp trick, er sendiu' own here an1 try in' to have m3 put cuten mr own housj. ThU here postofUce belongs to me, I want you to understand. 1 built the shanty an' dug the wjIL Thar never wui no mail in this hre curuiunlty till I started this here office. My oldens son fetches the stud over frum tha railroad, twenty mile frum here, so you ee we'va got everything in our own hands. I think you have jumped up the wrong rabbit You cau s.t up tbar in a rockiu' cheer an' chaw your ter backer an' spit over the bun is tors, but you can't git none uv the baic uv me. Tamper aiou? with me an' you'll think you've trod on a will cat' tail. Oh, I'm here, an' my nans a'n't Den uls, nuther. My father could split five hun dred rails in a day an' my sister married the man that shovel the steer off m a ferry boat Garland knows me, au' 1 lister know him when he wore naalieaa briteasj aa' a hickory shirt E'you had spieu to him about the matter he would have told you not to prosric with him. I don't tore nothiu' for the money that's in the olllo. A dollar aa' a halt a year ain't no more to me than sev enty -five cent is to you, bat I don't want to be fooled with. No, it ain't for money that I kere for, but I do kere for the standin' that the office gives mi in society. I am a great hand in society. Proliant is un grateful. It hain't been mor'a two week sense I namel one of my boys arter you. He is 19 years old an' up to two weeks ago we called him Buck, but thinkiu' that you would do the squar thing we changed nil name. Now, sense" you have turned out to be agin us we are going to call him Buck agin. Shortly arter you tuc: your seat a man wanted to bet me you wouldn't be in office mor'a a year till you wpuld make some hi', micfalfna T hat him a av ApI., t .nl your notice tellin' me t) git out, I driv the cow over to the feller' bouse an' told him that us bad won hor. You not only rat a man' pridi but you break him up la bui neii. 1 b ilieve vou talis pleasira in makin' a feller feel bad. I wish you would con sider all this, ou' let me know as toon at pouible. Write tot letter as soon as you git this an' fj'v it to the mail rider early the next morniu'." Novel Heading. Louisville Journal. Young 8ociety Bells Ob, Dr. Portman. I am so glad I met you, I have such an import ant question l want to ask you. l am to anxious, youkno, not to do any thing that I do not think my pastor could fully approve, and I do want to know if you think novel reading; is wrong! Dr. Portman Ro, mydearyounz lady. I think I may say that I do not deem novel reading a sin. xoung bociety Belle Oh. I am so glad. I told tbe girls I did not think ycu would. Dr. fortman lo, my dear young friend, I think that tbe reading of history and science and works of travel, is highly salu tary to tae youthlul mind. And 1 am quite sure that that woull be novel roadiu; to you. A Marine Hand. tUfa. The chief of the Are department was dead, and tbe boys determined to give him aa im posing burial. Tne "Marine baud ' was blrei for $50 to head the procession. As they pasied the postofflce the band, played with extraordinary vigor. Amid the sequence of explosion from the horm aol the clash aud booming of drums and cym bals it would have taken a musical expert to distinguish the tune. "Whv dj they call it tha Marine bandf askei Pete Lathrop of his friend Oliver. "D-d-don't know," was tbe stuttering re ply; "unless its b-b-b-because they're ail at s-s-sei," A Hammock for Two. New York Times Girl I will look at your hammocks, please. Dealer Yes, miss. Now, there is some thing nice. Not expensive, but at tbe sam time pretty and strong. O.rl It doesn't look very strong. Dealer I will guarantee it to sustain 1 weight of 300 pounds, miss. Girl L3t me sei; 120 and 105 would b just 2S5 very well 1 w i.l take that on A Keaurrectad Joke. London Judy. Musical Amateur (to Irish fiddler) My good fneni, do ycu play by note I Irish Fiddler Divil a note, sor. M. A. Dj you play by ear, then I L F. Divil an ear, your honor. M. A. How do you play, then f L F. By main tringth, be jabbers I and It's moigbty dry wor-r-k I ' I'nder a Cloud. Courier-Journal "I your pa at home, little girl!" "Yss, sir. do vou wish to see him r1 "Ye." "But you won't know him if you do him. "Why, what' the matterr "weu, jw tee, out in tbe country on our 'farm, a niao and his wife got fighting, and pane tried to stop them." "Ob, indeed i" "Yes, you a better call again, xoo woman i " r- Kewman Independent: "What and to Ettr 1 the titl of aa article a aa chance. The "when" never gave n ay trmihU in nur Mtinir hot wa bav P" compelled to do a thundering sight of " gushing fUr th 'baC