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No hiril nibre blithe or j-av. Ami culls the choicest flower For dear munimaV hoquet. Jh-r ha-ket soon diselosc Sllcll lilies, piWIMt' SI'I' ! , Ami iltvy liaiunsk roes With sjwe from Arahy. V.-t she liorvlf !s Itrihtt-r 'I hun any or the whole, 'Ihe lilies are iiot whiter Than darling Minnie'j soul! Sum's NVar-si-lUtMl Sitiir. Tlieri' yon an; all i ilit, m v ; you ran't Make ;i mit;ike. Ha yi; Ih eti left to your own l"vit-'st mipimimi' vu would seiit;tl yourself in u coal-hin, instejul oi u car, us he iruve saul brother Sam, huii;innq;lyt me u liunieo5 kiss and turn jumped from the train, while "all aboard ! all ulHKird!" sounded in our ears. The mistakes, which my near-sightedness caused me to make, hail lonjj In-en a subject of mirth in our household. I had once, while threading the mazes of the r.ity, lost my wy; and brther Sam, who was always appearing ut the most ineon venient of seasons, came no in time to hear me making a touching appeal to a cigar holder in the form of an Indian, which stood outside of a store. As the figure, very naturally, paid no attention to my question, I supposed he was hard of hearing, and I elevated my voice ac cordingly. Sum reported this at home, Willi numtion.s and variations, and never! ceased to teaze me about it. until a still more ridiculous mistake diverted him. (n an unlucky evening in summer, want ing some fresh water from the pump, which stood just outside of our do.or, 1 took the pitcher, and running out, reck lessly seized the hand of a man who was passing, and proceeded to pump it. The stranger stood for a moment, regarding me attentively; then, not comprehending the situation, and su pinning that I took him for an acquaintance, he Ixuved po litely amd remarked: "1 beg your pardon, miss, I think you have made u mistake." Of course, Sam was at the front window, ami saw it all, and did not fail to rehearse the scene for months afterwards. Now, I was on my way to visit a school mate, w ho resided on a farm, and Sam de clared that if a w hite-facetl cow should meet me at the station, I would probably embrace it, supjr sing it to be my friend. When the train stopped, however, Susie Laneton was there, punctually, to meet me and for once Sam was wrong. kIJen is coining home soon," my friend remarked next day. "You never have seen my brother. I want you to be friends." A few days after lien made his appear ance, while we were sitting at the tea table.' "A lady is going todeliver a Temperance Lncture. over in Paradise, this evening," remarked Hen, after aw hile. "I saw the hand-bitl at the depot. What do you all say to going f "You and Ilessie might go," replied Mrs. Laneton, "in the bugiry." And so it wrts managed. A drive of three miles brought us to Paradise. lien, after helping me out, at the church, proceeded to put his horse under a shed, w here the other horses were resting. The small house was crowded to excess. The speaker was calm and ear nest, and a goodly harvest of pledges was reaicd. Then the crowd surged out. "Excuse rue a moment, while I untie the horse and bring him around," said Hen. He disappeared in the darkness, for it hud set in to rain; it was a thick, driz zling mist, and you could not see a foot before you. "Very well," said I, and he left me on the porch, w ith other ladies. Presently I heard a sound of wheels, and, straining my eyes, I faintly distin guished the outlines of a horse and buggy. "All ready!" said a voice. "Yes," I replied; and, guided by the sound, I stepped out into the misty gloom, and was quickly assisted into the bui-gy. "inis is rather a rough night for you," said my escort, "and my horse is so rest ive that I dared not leave him for a mo ment to help you." "Oh!" I replied. "Iain not easily an noyed, and it is rather fun to he out in the dark and rain. Had it not been for your voice, I should not have been able to rind you, for I could not see at all." "No," said my companion. "And we shall have to trust to the instinct of the horse to take us home, for I ranimt dis tinguish the road. They are rather prim itive in this little out of-the-way village," he continued. " ' "Do you consider public speaking a woman's vocation " I asked, after a little while. "A woman h is a right to any vocation which she can discharge well. All wo men cannot speak in public, but neither can all men; and such had better turn their attention to something else. Private exhortation is the forte of some, w ritin" of others. We each have a gift, and should seek to cultivate it, and use it for the good of our fellow-creatures." i felt rebuked. I had lived to the age of nineteen without once considering ,vhat gitt I had received w hich could be culti- j "Let us have a grand picnic. It is just vated for the benefit of those around me. j the weather for it," said Susie. "We will The novelty of hearing a woman speak in j invite all the neighbors. We have some public had brought me out this evening, very fine young men whom you have not 1 hal no higher motive. I felt ashamed ; seen yet, Hessie. Hut yon must promise," oi myself, .and I began to think more she added, slyly, "not to run awav with highly of Hen. He evidently had loftier j any of them, under pretense of being near views of life, a nobler character than I had sighted." " supposed at first. I felt my cheeks burn. Somehow they "Home again!" said my companion, j always did. now-, whon any allusion was after much more conversation of this ! made to aiy ridiculous adventure in the kind; and I could just discern the out - lines of a house through the mist. Lights appeared at the door. A boy came forward, saying, "I will take care of the horse," and I followed Ban into the sitting-room. Was I dreaming, or had one of thosp magic changes described in the Arabian I -x I , , 1 J ignrs TaKcn place uuring my aoseuce The sitting-room, had a most unfamiliar look. All the furniture was change I. My friends, w hom I had been visiting dur ing the past two weeks, were not there! I gazed into the strange faces by which I w as surrounded, and found that all eyes, w ith a puzzled, curious look, were closely scrutinizing me. The room seemed to lie swimming around with me. I turned toward the door, exclaiming: "lien. Hen! Where's Ren ?" forgetting, i ... .ii I n mv oewiiiiercn state, to u-e me tormai ! "Mr." j Hut no "Hen" was visible. Instead, j there stood at the door a young man, who ' now advanced, ui.d lwing to me, re marked : "I must usk your pardon, miss, for I have made a blunder, which has caused all this confusion: but the darkness, ami the fact of my being a stranger in the place, must be my apology. 1 find that I took one young lady to church and have brought another one buck. As my ac quaintance with Miss Delia is so very slight, and the darkness absolutely pre cluded my seeing your face, I do not know that I was so very much to blame." The mystery was soon explained. My escort, Mr. Drnman, was visiting in the family of Mr. White, and had gone to the lecture in company with Miss Delia White, w ho had that day returned home from a visit. As th' gentleman had had no previous acquaintance with the young lady, in the darkness everything had be come mixed: consequently I had gone home with Mr. Denman. unconsciously leaving her to provide for herself. My new friends were very hospitable, insisting upon keeping me until the next day. "It would not do to risk you again on this dark night," said Mr. White, laugh ing. "You have developed a reckless fancy for running oiF with strange young men, and there is no knowing whether you would make so good a choice the next time." "I think deserve some credit for the choice," said Mr. Denman, coming to my rescue with a compliment, and liowing low. "What is to be done alut Delia f" aked Mrs. White, directly. "Nothing at all," replied her husband. 'She has taken care of herself long ago. There is not a family within ten miles ot us with whom she is not acquainted. So she is in no danger of suffering for a shel ter. Hut w e must send word to Mr. Lane ton's, or they will lie worrying over the disappearance of their young visitor." Mortified and ashamed, I tried to apol ogize. "I am forever making some mistake." I said, "owing to my lieing near-sighted." "I do not think your being near-sighted had anything with your not seeing in the dark," said Mr. Denman, lmwing courte ously again. "You certainly did as well as I. The fault was mine if any one's." A messenger was dispatched, and in due time returned with the information that Delia had gone home with Hen, when it was discovered that both had I if en jilted. She sent word that she had decided to spend the night at Mr. Lane ton's. The next morning w as bright and clear. and my friend Susie drove orer with Delia White. "So, Hessie," said she, "yo:i jilted brother Hen at the iirstopportunity. The next time I semi you forth with him, or any one. I shall tie you together." This little episode served to make me feel pretty well acquainted w ith the White family; and as they were old friends of the Laneton s, we young people exchanged visits frequently. Delia was disposed to Imj quite sociable; and when she came to visit us, Mr. Den man was sure to be the one to drive her over. "Hrother Hen" was always my es cort when Sue and I went to Mr. White's. Sometimes we would all go in the large family carryall; sometimes Hen and I would go in the buggy, w hile Susie rode on horseback ; and sometimes Hen and I would have ti e horses, while Susie and some other memlier of the family would go in the buggy. It was very plain to see what was Susie's idea. She had told me significantly that she wished me to like her brother Hen, and now she was taking every opportunity to throw us into each other's society. Hut I did not fancy Hen, at least for a lover. He was a pleasant, lively com panion. I could laugh and talk with him; but somehow, I was always compar ing him with Mr. Denman, and not to Hen's advantage. Meantime I wondered what congeni ality Mr. Denman found in Delia. She was what might le called "a very nice girl." I liked her. There was something so true and unsuspicious aliout her. Hut then it did not seem to me that she was exactly suited to Paul Denman. The season wore on, and Mr. Denman and myself both lingered. He had come to regain his health, which close applica tion to study had injured; but though he seemed quite strong and well now, he was in no hurry to leave. I sometimes thought he would remain until after the wedding, and take Delia home with him. I stayed, too, because I enjoyed the life I was leading, and because I had nothing in particular to call me home. Susie, more over, had promised that if I would spend half the autumn with her, she would re turn with me, and winter in the city. The sultry days of summer had passed, September had come, October was at hand. ; early summer The day was bright, and even warm. The white dresses of the ladies gleamed through the trees, and the bright ribbons floated on the light breeze. Everything was joyous. I had lieen playing croquet. So had Mr. Denman and Delia White. They had licen partners and had come oir victorious. Now I sauntered otF by myself. I was tired of hearing voices, tired of the laugh ter and mirth around me. I wanted to be alone. I was not happy. Suddenly I heard a step. I looked up. Mr. Denman was approaching, fanning himself with his large straw hat. "Miss Hessie !" he exclaimed, throw ing himself down on ths grass liesidc me, "you look like a queen ; the sun is crown ing your golden hair as with jewels." "I should liketi play queen for a little while," I replied. "I 'think it must be very plcasanttohavc all of one's command olwyed." "Command me !" said my companion, rising upon one knee. "You shall see what a w illing subject you have." I laughed and replied, "I dare not Usurp the authority of another sovereign." He seemed not to understand me, but went on in the same strain of playful compliment. I did not like this styleof conversation, especially from hint. I thought he might much better Ih? saying pretty things to Delia. Looking up just then, I caught a glimpse of her and Hen through the trees. Mr. Denman s eyes followed the direction of mine. "She is playing the queen now," said he, "anil she does it well. How pretty she looks to-day. There is nothing like happiness to add lieauty to any face." "You think, then," I asked, "that she is so supremely happy?" "Certainly," he replied. "Are not most young billies happy when they are on the eve of their marriage, tit least if they have entered into the Imnd with the right feel ing?" 1 started. He never had spoken to me so plainly of it before. It had been car ried on so openly, that, of course, I had not Ik-oii blind to it : but it is always start ling to have even facts put into plain words. He noticed my surprise and asked, "Did you not know it? I thought they had told you; they are all so pleased about it. They will certainly w ish you to stay to the wedding." This was cool conceit indeed ! To tell me that they were so pleased about it! Why did he not leave it to others to sav that? Delia had discovered us now, and she ran up, exclaiming, "come, Mr. Denman, we want you for another game of croquet," and, draw ing her arm through his, she led him off. Hen took my companion's place on the grass. After converging awhile on ordi nary topics, he said, suddenly, "Hessie, are you not going to congratulate me" "Certainly," 1 replbti, "I think you have succeeded admirably. The flags are so gracefully hung, and the grounds look exceedingly pretty and inviting. I am sure every one seems to be enjoying the occasion." "Yes," said he, absently, "it is a suc cess. You will stay to the wedding, won't you?" This was very abrupt, and I replied that "I did not know, I had not thought much aliout it." "Hut you must .stay," lie urged. "It is to come off next mouth, and we cannot get along w ithout you. Delia is going to ask you to be one of the bridesmaids." "Why are you so deeply interested in it ?" I inquired. "If a fellow can't be interested in his own wedding, who in the world should Ik?" he exclaimed. "Your own wedding!" I echoed, while the trees seemed to be dancing and w hirl ing around. "Yes," said he, ixme it was?" w nose did you sup- "I I thought it was Mr. Denman's," I stammered. Hen laughed again, then gave a low whistle. "Well, you are more near-sighted than I supposed," lie said, and then he added, significantly, "I think Mr. Denman has other views for himself. Why did you sup tose I was so constantly running over to Mr. White's? Did you supose it was for the pleasure of conversing with the old gentleman, or to make love to the old lady?" My cheeks burned, and I did not care to reveal what had been my thoughts on this ioint. "Hut come," said he. "I think their game of croquet must lie over now, and it is nearly supper-time." We met Mr. Denman and Delia, who were coming to look for us, and now we exchanged partners. "I suppose Hen has lieen seeking your congratulations," said Mr. Denman, after awhile. ."I don't know but I was rather premature in my remarks; but I thought you knew all about it. What did you think?" "I thought," said I, "that you were to le Delia's bridegroom." "I!" exclaimed Mr. Denman. "Why, Bessie, have you so entirely misunder stood me? I had hotied to lie your bride groom." Some little time after this, we heard voices calling us, "Hessie! Hessie! where are yo-j?" "Mr. Deumar., do come to sup per!" And a merry crowd burst upon us, and dragged us from our hiding place. Paul Denman and 1 remained to Delia's wedding. He w as groomsman, and I was bridemaid. Tlien we all took our way to the city; the newly wedded pair on their bridal trip ; Paul and I to our re sective homes; Susie going with me to make her promised visit. Paul Denman, of course, as afrequent guest at our house. I r ner dreaded Sam's teasing propensities, and at first I found him somewhat inconvenient; but he soon sulisided and left us undisturbed. I knew this cessation of hostilities was ow ing to Susie. She had so much tact, and contrived so kindly to keep him out of our way. After awhile I liegan to fear that I was neglecting her; but when I apologized about it, she smiled so amia bly, and liegged me not to worry, "as she could take care of herself," to use her own words, that my good resolutions melted away, and I continued as before. The winter sped on rapidly. Spring came. Then Susie began to talk of i;oing home. "Oh, I cannot spare you P I replied. , "I should miss you dreadfully. I know I have been rather scllioh, but I am going to do better." "You have not Ih-cii selfish, one bit," re plied Susie. "But they insist on having me at home, now, and I must go." "Well, then," said I, "I will give you up for only a little while. You must come back some time before my wedding. You know you are to lie my bridemaid." "I declare, Bess," broke in Sam, "you are getting more and more near-sighted ! Susie is not going to be your bridemaid, for she will le acting a conspicuous part in a little drama at home, aliout that time; and we will all go together on our .wed ding trip." I blushed at my own stupidity, then kissed the bride elect, and, finally, bur&t into tears, because everything had turned out just as I wished, although I had not planned it. One evening in June, Paul Denman and I w ere pionoiinced man and wife. Brother Sam j etnained to my wedding, as lie said he wished to lie sure that I did not run away w ith the wrong man. Hut the next morning he went to Paradise, was mar ried the day after, and then from there he and his wife joined us at Albany, and we took our trip to Niagara together. Veter- Ferguson's Biscuits. Ferguson took it into his head in his wife's absence the other day that lie wanted a plate of nice w arm biscuits for tea. There lieing no mother-in-law, or any other female about the premises, Fer guson also made up hi mind that he would Ik; for once entirely independent of woman's invaluable assistance and make the biscuits himself. So he built up a rousing fire, roiled up his sleeves, tied on one of his wife's aprons, and stove into the flour barrel, made ready, and then commenced vigorously kneading the sticky conglomeration of flour, water, etc. He was just meditating to himself what an easy job it w as, to be sure, what child's play woman's work was, etc., when Johnny, his youngest hopeful xked his head into the door and yelled: "Dad, the chimney's on fire!" Fergu son didn't stop to consider that he had a pint of dough hanging on each fiat, but grablied a pail and rushed out to the pump, filled it with water, clinilied to the top of the house, and, after nearly suffocating to death from the smoke, managed to extinguish the flames, hav ing torn a good-sized triangle rent in his liest breeches on the projecting eave t rough, and left a generous amount of dough on the floor, door-knob, pump, and aearly all the way up to the chim ney. He then returned to the kneading board, but while in the act of rolling the dough into biscuits, and tucking them in at the sides, as he hud seen his wife do, lie was startled by an unearthly yell from the pantry. In his haste to as certain what could be the matter in that direction, he knocked his tin of biscuit (bottom side up, ot course,) on the floor. With an imprecation he rushed to the pantry and there beheld Johnny stand ing on ti-toc on a stool, and holding over his head an inverted pan, which lie had just tipjied up in the eager ex M'ctuncy of tilling his stomach and jackets with some of those delicious ginger-snaps, which he had silently ob served his mother bake that very morn ing. But, alas! instead of the much cov eted cookies, he pulled down upon his devoted head a pan full of milk! and stood screaming lustily, while the skimmed extract of cow streamed down his frightened countenance, mingled with his tears and running down his neck and legs. To add to his discomfiture his stern parent, who was uot even provoked to laugh at the ridiculous object before him, grasjHal him by the coat collar, and plac ing him across his knee, gently admin istered to a well calloused region a se ries of energetic slaps. At this stage of affairs, Ferguson's better-half apieared on the scene, drove the two from the house w ith the broomstick, cleared up the muss, and set things to right gener ally. Ferguson now says that it is easy enough for him to make biscuits, but he considers it ln-neath his dignity as a man to fool w ith work that projierly be longs to a woman. Dttnbury JVetr. Old Virginian Hospitality. I remember a case in w hich a neigli iKir of my own, a very wealthy gentleman whose house was always open and always full of guests, dying, left each of his children a plantation. To the eldest son, however, he gave the home estate, worth three or four times as much as any of the other plantations, and with it he gave the young man also a large sum of money, llut he charged him with theduty of keep ing ojien house there at all times, and ilirected that the household affairs should lie conducted always precisely as they had been during his own life-time; and the charge well nigh outweighed the in heritance. The new master of the place lived in Richmond, where "he was en gaged in manufacturing, and after the death of the father the old house stood tenantless, but open as before. Its troop of s ftly shod servants swept and dusted and polished as of old. Breakfast, din ner and supper were laid out every day at the accustomed hours, under the old butler's supervision, and as the viands grew cold his silent subordinates waited, trays in hand, at the back of the empty chairs during the, full time appointed for each meal. I have stopped there for dinner, tea or to spend the night, many a time, in company with one of the younger sons, who lived xwhere, or with some relation of the family, or alone, as the case may be, and I have sometimes met oth ers there. But our coming or not was a matter of indifference. Guests knew themselves always welcome, but whether guests came or not the household affairs suffered no change. The destruction of the house by fire Anally lifted this bur den from its owner's shoulders, as the will did not require him to rebuild. But while it stood its master a large inherit ance was of very small worth to him. Atlantic. Onio has 1,205 Oranges in operation. Home Conversational Training. There is no nation more fluent in con versation than the American. The French are more voluble, perhaps, their language ieruiitting greater rapidity of pronuncia tion than the English. Our best conver sationalists are not rapid talkers. One trouble with us is, each ona likes to do all the talking; therefore Americans are not good listener. But ihtc talking is not conversation. ' In almost all home circles there is much talking done during the day, but we fear there are few who do uot reserve their most brilliant conversa tional owers for other assemblages than the home group. Many a father comes home tired; he has worked hard and talked a great deal, told amusing anec dotes and displayed much wit. He has come home to rest. He takes out his paper and is soou oblivious to everything around him. Wife would like to tell him many of the little harassing afflictions of the day, and would like to hear some of his interesting experiences, but if he were a deaf mute he could not lie more silent, only an occasional grunt answer ing her many attempts at conversation; and the children, except the good-night kiss, and often not even that, are not no ticed. Such a home, whether the abode of wealth or otherwise, cannot be a healthy or happy one. As a parallax, draw around the evening lamp of another home circle. The father tells the anecdotes from the paper as he reads them; the mother laughs her sweet, low laugh, and the children burst into merry lis ! lm's! To watch them as they ask questions and lis ten to the answers and patient explana tions,tht wonderment, interest and thought imprinted on their young faces is a pic ture for an artist. This home education is a heritage more valuable than land or niney; and fine Iieautiful recomcnsc in life is that in making others happy we bring happiness to ourselves. Haiti more Auierieait. S.vi.T-llisiNo Bread. I have a little knowledge concerning the making of salt rising bread, w hich I hoiiemay lie asltn- eticial to others as it has been to mc. The morning liefore the bread is to lie made take one tahlcspoonful of fresh corn meal and one tessjioonful of new milk; on this tour a half teacup of boiling water; let this mixture tiand until the next morning in some warm place, like the tin oven of a cook stove; then stir a pint of warm water ami flour together, and when of the right consistency stir in the meal mixture, and if the flour is good and the meal fresh the risings will lie up or running over in an hour or in two hours and a half at the. longest. When light and ready to sponge have ready sifted flour, into which iour aliout a half a pint of boiling water, scalding a little of the flour; then add cold water until cool enough for the risings, stirring them thor oughly into the flour. After sponging one-half or three quarters of an hour mold into loaves. I much prefer water to milk for wetting the flour, and to housekeepers who have their milk to try this way seems best. Oatmkai. Bukakkast Cake. For a common oblong baking-tin (8 by 12 inches), take one-half pint of "B"oatrueul and one gill of "A" oatmeal (Akron), and add three gills of water; mix well, jiour into the pan (oiled , shake down level, bake from twenty to thirty minute, or until browned Imth at top and liottom; cut with ft sharp knife into two-inch squares, and serve warm. To bake in a spider, make one-fourth of an inch thick, cover close and bake fifteen minutes. It should never be more than half an inch thick. The liest way is to use the same pan all the time, or in any case, know how much will be necessary to make it the right depth in whatever pan you use. It is not necessary to brown it some jeopIe prefer it softer. If Canada fir Scotch oatmeal be used, take equal puts oatmeal and water. Cckkanth and Tn RiK I'sKs. Xo fruit yields more liountifully when well culti vated, or will endure more neglect than currants, but when the ground is kept free from wecda by hoeing, and a good dressing of manure applied aliout the roots in autumn, the fruit is so much en larged as often to lie taken for a new and improved variety. Old bushes are aluiot worthless to transplant, and are soon out stripped by those raised from thrifty cut tings, which commence to liear a little the second season after setting. It is said if the buds (three or four) are removed from that portion of the cutting set le neath the soil, that they will not sucker. It may seem almost superfluous to offer any suggestions with regard to the uses of so common a fruit as the currant. To make pocket mucilage, boil fine pound of the best white glue and strain very clear; boll also four ounces of isin glass, and mix the two together; place them in a water bath (glue kettle) with half a pound of white sugar, and evajK) rate till the liquid is quite thick, when it is to be poured into molds, dried and cut into pieces of convenient size. This im mediately dissolves in water, and fastens papers very firmly. Corn Bread. Sour milk, a quart; two eggs; soda, two tcaspoonfuls; molasses, four tcaspoonfuls; salt; meal. Into the milk mix the meal and mo lasses to a thin batter, lieat the eggs, dis solve the soda in water, add a little salt, stir all into thin batter, bake it in pans in a hot oven. Potato Cakes. Take mashed pota toes, flour, a little salt, and 'melted but ter to make them sweet, add a little powdered loaf sugar, mix with just enough milk to make the paste stiff enough to mil ; make it the size and thickness of a muffin, and bake quickly. A BOMJTiox of chloride of lime, in ma ter to which a little acetic acid has lieen added, is among the many receipts rec ommended to remove ink stains from linen. Veal Sacsaoes. Chop equal quanti ties of lean real and fat pork, a handful of sage, a little salt; beat all in a mortar and roil out like aougnnuu ana iry tnem An Episode at the Mechanics Fair. The following amusing description of a visit io mc Mechanics' riiir oi one un initiated in the mysteries of the telegraph is from the Mtchanir' Fair Daily, and will lie appreciated by those versed In electrical phenomena : Had the consequence lieen foreseen, it might have been avoided. And htid it lieen avoided, our reporter would have still been "moody." As it happened, it is recorded and mut so go before the public. He was rather nlmve the medium height, and the limbs of his pants and the sleeves of his coat were evidently in tended for a icrsoii of smaller stature. His IxHit were just to the contrary, and his hat well, his hat was a dilapidated "stovepipe." When he entered the pavil ion, it w us noticed that he was somewhat bewildered. He stood as if transfixed, for a time, and gazed aliout him with manifest wonderment. The great foun tain was playing, and while his eyes were fixed intent Uhui the topmost spray, his hands were gracefully folded under his coat-tail. He finally seemed to coin pre. hend the situation, and started on his tour of insjiection. He examined every thing with the closest scrutiny. The al ligator at II. (Irulier's stand was an object of intense interest to him. It was no ticed that while he looked Uniii it, his chin was seen to drop and his eyes distend as though he anticipated an immediate attack: and when he had got several yards away, he was observed casting di vers suspicious glances in thedirection of that amphibious animal. But when he reached the telegraph stand of Heald's Business College, it was npparent that he had met an object that w as of cuiious interest to him. When questioned by our reporter, he said that he had "chance times heerd of them things, but this here tine was the Mi st that Providence had ier m it ted him to look at." And then the sounder went click-click-a-click, and he turned round with a start, held his hands up as if in awe, and listened attentively. There was no one in the oflicc at the time, and as he listened to the monotonous dick, click, click, it was evident that his mind was grappling with the iiroblein, how that thing could be making such sounds without auy visible ojierating force. Acquaintance, however, liegot. familiarity in him, and familiarity, bold ness; so he pushed his head through the window, ami gazed long and silently at the little apparatus, that was constantly going click, click, click, click. This done, he wandered around to the side, a . " J wnere me regisrersii on um rniuiier, uimi watched with childish interest its maneu vers. Suddenly drawing himself up to his full height his countenance assum ing an expression that indicated a deter mination to comprehend this mystery he drew close to the tide of the counter, and resting his elbow thereon, reached forth his hands and took firm hold of the small gilt railing, evidently intending to fix himself in a comfortable position, when "Holy Moses!" he cried, and hU feet flew from under him, his knees quaked, his features were awfully con torted, and his arms wrenched most fear fully, but still h kept a fast hold of that little railing. "(Josh I Booh !" he shouted, and yet he did not loose his hold. "Oh, you darned spirits that keep up that in fernal rappin'," he continued and he continued his hold. (Ireat drops of men tal agony stood Imldly out Umiii his fore head, and every muscle in his brawny frame seemed snarled and kept up a ceuse less twitching and he till held on. "Oh! Marv Jones, my own dear wife, you'll have to milk the cows yourself from this An ;" and he looked imploringly in the direction of the reiKirter who had now emerged from his seclusion. "Captain," says he, "I II never Ik; able to tell my young'uns what I see at the Fair," and the briny tears trickled down his fast pal ing face. "The spirits has got me, nnd it won't be long "till the cor'ner will be peel in" me." This was more than Ihe sympa thising heart of the reporter could en dure, and he: quietly turned a thumb screw, nnd the stricken man rolled upon the floor. He had hold of the poles of the galvanic battery simply tliis and nothing more. Uecovery was sudden; so was his exit at the door; and the last heard of him, he was olioard the train, liound for the home of Mary Jones and the young'uns. ' Stani.ev, the joint representative of the New York Herald and the London Daily Telegraph in the middle of unex plored Africa, has lnen heard from at last. Six months ago he was on the banks of the Great Victoria Nyanza Lake, which he had explored thoroughly liefore meet ing one of the Khedive's officers bound on the same errand at the northern end of the lake. The letters which are pub lished in the Herald of Monday were sant by a native carrier through near a thou sand miles of wilderness, and describe briefly some of the hardships and dangers which this Indefatigable explorer has en countered and overcome. A large pro portion' of his little band of followers, including two Englishmen, Messrs. Po cock and Barker, lost their lives from wounds, fever and cxKisurc, Mr. Stan ley declares himself amply supplied for two years more of exploration, and we may next hear from him on the Congo, or fx sslbly even on the west coast. Another Extraordinary Biwook. Another bold engineering enterprise is aliout to lie undertaken in France, at Ly ons. It is that of an iron bridge to con nect the plateau of Fouviere with that of the) Croix-lloussc, which arc two height! at a distance of 1,000 feet from each other. This aerial bridge will con sist of three spans, the central one of 450 feet and two others of 350 feet each, rest ing on ojien iron columns In a line with the houses on the quays. The platform of the T bridge will be 220 feet abort the road, and nearly 170 feet aliove the houses.' In a majority of cases, the rcscntlug of an insult direct men' attention to what they would otherwise hardly notice. furnishes sport for the thoughtless, and degrades a man to the level or his assail ant. Singer' Wealth. The will of Isaac M. Singer, tho In ventor of the Singer sewing machino, is contested in the Surrogate's Court of Westchester County by Tils second wife, Mrs. Mary Ann Singer.known a Mary Ann Foster. At the preliminary hearing be fore Surrogate Collin, at White Plains, on Tuesday, llcuben W. Van Pelt, of Yon kers, appeared for the contestant. The opposing counsel were John K. Porter and Charles O'Conor, representing Mrs. Isabella Singer, the widow named lu the will, Hnd J. C. Carter of this city, on lie half of David Hawiey, of Yonkcrs, the surviving executor. The amount in volved Is stated to exceed $13,000,000. The testator, by his will, divides his real and personal estates into sixty equal tortion for convenience of distribution, and apportions them as follows: To his wife, Isuliella Eugenia, four iortlons; to his sou, Adam Morti mer, six portions; to his daughter, Win naretta Eugenia, five portions; to his son, Washington Meriitt, six portions; to his son. Pails Eugene, six portions to his daughter, Isabel Blanche, five jiortlons; to his son, Franklin Morse, six , portions; to his Ave children born of MaryMcGoni gal, called Matthews, of San Francisco, California, ten portions; to his da uglier, Alice, born of Mary E. Walton in this city, two jiorti ins; to seven of his chil dren Ixirn of Mary Foster (the contestant), ten Mirtions He does net leave any of his estate to his daughter Violetta Theresa, wife of William V. Proctor, as she has ac quired a fortune through her husband, w ho was given a situation and an interest in the Singer Manufacturing Company by the testator. The testator's household furniture and the family residence are left to his last wife. Two other legacies are made, one of $5,000 to his son, Win. A. Singer, and tho other of $10,000 to his daughter, Lillian C. Winger. It is under stood that Mr. Singer was married three times, and it is stated was divorced from the first two wives, but the second wife, the contestant, claims that she is the law ful widow, and entitled to her right of dower in the estate. 3f r. Carter for the executor, nnd M. Porter for tho widow named in the will, objected to the ad mission of the contestant's claim, and contended that her alleged marriage should first be proven. Mr. Van Pelt offered to submit affidavit establishing lier position. The Surrogate postponed the bearing, with the understanding that the contest ant's counsel should submit his brief to the opposing counsel for answer. It is understood that all the other legatees un der the will have accepted it. Fart'Hgut at Ten. I preached one Sunday in the parlors at Long Branch. The war was over, And Admiral Farrugut and his family were spuudtag the summer at the Branch. Sit ting on the portico of the hotell3lT)n", day morning, he said to me, "Would you like to know how I was enabled to serve my country? It was all owing to a reso lution I formed w hen I was ten years of age. My father was sent down to New Orleans, w ith Ihe little navy we then had, to look after the treason of Burr. I ac companied him as cabin-lioy. I hud some qualities that I theught made a man of me. I could swear like an old salt; could drink as stiff a glass of grog as if I had doubled Cape Horn, and could smoke like a locomotive. I was great at cards and fond of gaming in every shape. At the close of dinner, one day, my father turned everybody out of the cabin, locked the door, and said to mc: 'David, what do you want to be?' 'I mean to follow Ihe sea.' 'Follow tho Heal Yes, bo a HMr, miserable, drunken sailor before the mast, kicked and cuffed about tho world, and die iu some fever hospital iu a foreign clime.' 'No,' I said, 'I'll tread the quarter fleck and command as you do.' 'No, David ; no lmy ever trod the quarter-deck with J such princi ples as you have, and such habits as you exhibit. You'd have to change your whole course of life if you ever become a man.' My father left ine and went on deck. I was stunned by the rebuke and ove whelmed with mortification. 'A poor, miserable, drunken sailor before the mast, kicked and cuffed about the world, and to die in some fever hospital ! That's my fate, is it? I'll change my life, and change it at once. I will never utter an ' oath, I'll never drink another drop of in toxicating liouor, I will never gamble.' And as God Is my witness, I havo kept those three vows to this hour. Shortly after I became a Christian. That act set tled my temporal as it settled my eternal destiny." Leaeet from ths Tret of Lf, Women in the Garden. However aghast some "fine ladies" may regard the idea of working io the garden, I consider it one of the most wholesome means of exercise within our reach. Wholesome, esjiccially, because we have an object- and an interesting one in taking this ex ercise tho growth of flowers and plant. Before commencing work in tho garden, (nit on a pair of worn out gloves, a broad irimmed sun-hat and a pair of good stout boots if not stout, then wear a pair of thin overshoes. The dampness of the soil is very liable to produce a "cold." Don't be afraid that the labor will hurt you, even if you becomo very tired; on the contrary, it will strongthea you, give you rosy checks, and may add years to your life. Thcro is not a spring that I do not spend two weeks at least at work in the garden, and I tell you that to ine there is nothing so agreeable, I may say fascinating; and this feeling is doubled when I see the fine flowers and good vegetables growing, and put thcra on the table from my own handiwork. Maroaukt, in (Jermantovn Telegraph. Two hundred Iliudoo pilgrims were recently drowned at the Malahingant shrine on the Tiunevellv frontier, by the sudden flooding of the dry bed of a moun tain torrent la which they were bivouack ing for the night. Queer things are done i a St. Louis courts. When a revenue officer is con victed of conniving with the whisky ring to defraud the government, they give him the freedom of the cityt M i i ik ', t M i (i. i I V V 7 ! .