The Columbian., March 16, 1883, Image 1

VOL. III.
ST; HELENS, COLUMBIA COUNTY, X)llftGdX: MARCH 16, 1S83.
COMMUNISM.
V.X EM.V WIIKKI.KR.
When mv blood flows ml a a a purling river,
Wheu tny heart asleep an-1 uy brain lias
swav,
It is then that I vow we must part forever,
That I will forget you, and put you away
Out oi my life, as a dream is banished
Out of the mind when the dreamer awakes:
That I know it will be, when the spell has
vanished.
Better for both of our sakes.
When the court theiniud is.nUod by Rpason,
I know it is wisest for us to pail;
But Love is a spy who Is plotting treason,
' In league with tht warm, red rebel, the Heart.
They whisper to me that the Kin is eruel,
That his reiu is wteked, his hiw u hiti,
An i every word they utter U fu -1
To the (Lame that smolders within.
'An I on nights like this, when my blood runs
not
With the fever of youth and its mad desires.
When tny brain in vain bids my heart be quiet,
Wheu my breast seems the center ef lava-fires,
O, then is the time when most I mirss jou,
And i swear by the star and my soul and say
That I will find you, and hold you, and kiss
you.
Though the whole world stands in the way.
And like Communists, as mad, as disloyal,
My fierce emotions roam out of their iair;
They hate King Keason for heinj? royal
They wcnld tire his castle, ami burn him there.
O, love ! my love! does my jKission thrill you?
Across the miles do you hear my heart?
O love, I could c!asp you, and crush you, and
kill you
It is well that we are apart.
THE fcTOKY Oi A LITTLE PHI.
He was the sweetest lamb no, pig
that ever perished iu infant bloom. As
lie lay on my kitchen table, white as
milk from head to tail, his poor little
pink eyes half open, uml his tiny feet
let us say at once hispettiU es stretched
out as if in helpless submission to des
tiny, my heart melted. So did the
hearts of all my women servants, who
gathered round "him, contemplating him
with an air of mild melancholy.
He does look so like a baby J " said
one. (So he did the Duchess' baby in
"Alice's Adventures," which is by turns
an infant and a little pig.)
" I don't think I could cook him," re
marked the cook, a matronly and tender
hearted person, who had had a good deal
to do with babies.
" And I m sure l couidn t eat mm,
added, with dignity, the parlor-maid.
" We none of us could eat him," was
the generous chorus. And they all
looked at me as if I were a sort of female
Herod. Evidently they had never read
Charles Lamb, and were unappreciative
of their blessings.
As for me, I slowly took in the diffi
culties of the position, and as I gazed
down on the martyred innocent lying on
the table to quote a line from an old
drama I " knew how murdewts feel."
Yet I was only an accessorySnter the
fact. Thus it happened:. A much-valued
friend, who ia always ready to do a
kindness to anybody, one day offered my
husband a sucking pig, which was re
fused and given to somebody else. Im
mediately afterward I happened to say I
was sorry for this, as I liked pig.
" Then," answered my friend, " you
shall have one the very next that ar
rivee. I shall not forget. It is a prom
ise." Which, after an interval of sev
eral months, duriug which I myself had
entirely forgotten it, was thus faithfully
kept.
A special messenger brought the pres
ent to my door, with the injunction that
he was to be cooked that day for dinner
(the pig, not the messenger). And
there he lay ! with the sympathetic do
mestic circle at once admiring and la
menting bira.
'I went out and gathered the collective
opinion of the drawing-room. It was
much the same as that of the kitchen.
Several other members of the family pro
tested that they " didn't care for pig,"
and one even went so far as to say that
if poor piggie-wiggie appeared on the
table she should be obliged to dine out.
Was ever a luckless honse-mother io
such a quandary! What was I to do?
Even though iu common with Ella
I must own to the soft impeachment
ever though I like pig how could I
have one cooked oue exclusively for my
own eating? and, further, how could I
eat him all myseif? And he required,
like all 6ucking"-pigs, to be cooked and
eaten immediately.
Between' the dread of annoying my
whole family, or th kindly friend who
had wished to give me pleasure, I was in
despair, til a bright idea struck me.
"Near at hand was a household of mutual
friends a large household, who could
easily consume even c two jugs, and to
whom my friend would, I knew, have
been as glad to give pleasure as to my
self. 'Pack the pig up again very care
fully," said I, "and let him be taken at
once to Eden Cottage. They are sure to
enjoy him."
"Oh, yes, ma'am." And a smile of
relief overspread the countenances of my
domestics, especially the cook, as piggy
disappeared in great dignity, for, to save
time, I sent him in the carriage. So he
departed, followed by much admiration,
but no regrets save mine.
Bat I had reckoned without my host.
Half an hour afterward my parlor-maid
presented herself with a long face.
"He has come back, ma'am."
"Who?" - . - :
"The little pig. They say they are
very much obliged, but none of the
family like pork."
"He is not pork," I cried indignantly.
A sweet, tender, lovely, sucking pig,
embalmed in all classic memories, to
to call him common 'pork!' It was pro
fanity. Still trothing could bo done, and the
- - - ' J O - iuiucu fir M
benevolent lady visitor, and told her
my grief, She laughed but' sympa
thized. " -:
"Will you take him?" I said hopefully.
"Indeed he is a great beauty, and' I am
sorry to part with him, but if you would
take him.'- - a 1- r - . - .- .:.:
"I don't think my brother cares for
pig, but soine of the rest might likeb,"
answered the benign woman. r 'JSo,jf
vou are quite sure yon don't, want
him-" i. ; :: ;
"If J. wanted him.ever so, I comdh't
keep him. Do take him. And X hope
that at least your visitors will- enjoy
im.
Not until they had departed little pig
and all- did I recollect, and felt how to
the very end of my fingers, that to the
remote ancestors of : these, my dear and
excellent friends, the ancestors of mv
little pig must have been the most ob
noxious food. But when one has "put
his foot into it," the jbest thing is to let
it stop there, without any attempt to
draw it out. So I rested content: ' " Mr
pig was safely disposed of.
At his usual hour my husband entered
looking pleased and amused.
"So you've got your little pig at last.
M "was so muclr delighted about it,
and so kind. It was kept on purpose
for vou till we came home from
the North. He put him in his carriage,
drove to town with it himseit. and sent
it by messenger in full time to be cooked
for dinner to-day. And the last word he
said to me was, 'Now, be sure there's
plenty of apple sauce, and tell me to
morrow morning how you all liked your
pig.'
I listened in blank dismay. Then I
told the whole storyJ
My husband's countenance tvas a sight
to behold. "Given; him away! Given
away your little pig! What will M
say, after all his kindness and the trou
ble he took? How shall I ever face him
to-morrow morning?'1
In truth it was a most perplexing po
sition. I
"There is but one thing to be done."
said my husband. "You must send and
fetch the pig back immediately."
I explained with great contrition that
this was difficult, if not impossible, as he
was probably iust then in the act of
being roasted, six miles off.
"But we must have him somehow or
other. We must eat him or at least be
able to say we have eaten him. M
will be disappointed quite hurt in his
feelings and no wonder. How could you
do such a thing?" j
I felt very guilty; but still, if I had
had to do itall over , again, 1 did not see
I could have done differently. And the
pig was safe to be eaten and enjoyed
by somebody, j
'"But not by you: which was not what
M wished. Couldn't you manage it
somehow? Why not invite yourself to
dine with your friends and the pig?"
Alas! it was, as I said, six miles off,
and there was only half an hour to spare,
and we had a houseful of friends our
selves that day.
"But the day after? Couldn't we drive'
over, fetch him back at least what re
mains of him and eat him cold the day
after?" . I
This was too bright an idea to lose.
But still the difficulty remained. WThat
was to be said to our; kindly friend when
he asked "How we had enjoyed our
pig?" to-morrow morning.
"I declare I don't know how to lace
him," said my husband, mournfully.
"After all his "kindness and the trouble
he took and the pleasure he had in pleas
ing you. The first question he is sure to
ask is, 'How did your wife like her pig?'
What in the world am I to say to him?"
Crushed with remorse, 1 yet suggested
that "the plain truth," as people call it,
is usually found not only the right thing,
but the most convenient. However, this
merely feminine wisdom was negatived
by the higher powers, and it was agreed
that our donor should only be told that
the pig was not to be eten till to mor
row; on which to-morrow we would
drive over and fetch what remained of
him. ho as to be able! to say with accur
acy that we had eaten him and found him
good. i
This was accordingly done. The fatal
moment passed how, I did not venture
to inquire my husband reappeared at
home, and we took a pleasant drive and
presented ourselves for afternoon lea at
our frieuds house. They were too hos
pitable to look surprised or to wonder
what we had come for.
After a few minutes' polite conversation
we looked at one another to see which
should make the confession and put the
request.
"The the little pig?" said I at last in
great humility.
"Oh, the little pig has been cooked
?nd eaten. He turned out a great suc
cess. Some of' the (family enjoyed him
immensely." '
"Then is he quite finished?" I
asked with meek despondency.
"I will ring and inquire. No, I think
there is a fragment left of him, because
my brother thought you ought to be
asked to dinner to-day to eat it."
"Well, if I might take it home with
me were it only a few mouthf uls. We
have a special reason. My husband will
explain."
Which he did, pouring out the whole
story of my sins first, in being so fool
ish as to say I liked pig, then in accept
ing it, and lastly in giving it away.
"And if you had seen how pleased
M was; and the trouble he took about
it all," was always the burden of the
story, till I felt as if I never could lift
my head again." j
But my friends only -saw the comic
phase of the thing! They burst into a
chorus of laughter.
"It is as good as a' play. You ought
to write a second 'Essay on Boast Pig,'
to transcend Elia'a. Comfort yourself,
you shall still have your pig, or, at least,
what is left of him."
1 She rang the bell, and gave her orders
to the politely astonished footman, whor
after a few minutes, brought back a most
Medea-like message.
'PlpftSfl. ma'am, cook savs there's his
ueait- leit. ami uuu -ui ms icga, uqu a
i 'ft i i i 1 1
small portion of him still remains un
cooked, if the lady would like, to take
that home "
"No, no, no," said my husband, hasti
ly. "Tne least bit will do a mere frag
merit, iust to enable her to say 'she has
eaten it. She likes it; she was once
heard to say that a little pig tasted ex
actly like a babyP 4 ' '
Under the shout of laughter which fol
lowed this unlucky communication
(which was, alas, quite true) I made my
retreat. But iust as I was getting into
the carriage, one of the family came run
ning hastily out.
"Stop a minute; you have forgotten
something. You have left behind you
yQur little pig."
What a narrow escape! Not until the
basket was safely deposited at mv feet
did I feel that I had conquered fate,
gained my end and my pig: and, what
was the most important element in the
matler, had avoided wounding the feel
ings of my friend
So we ate him the pig, I mean at
least one of his members. Very delici
ous be was. luiiy lustiiying JMia s com
mendation of him, or rather of his race.
lie was also luiiy appreciate! by a
mutual friend of the donor and ourselves,
who happened to dine with us that day,
and upon whom we impressed the neces
sity ot stating publicly that she had eaten
this identical pig in our house.
The Poles of Extreme Cold.
There appear to be two districts on
the Northern Hemisphere, widely sepa
rated from each other, in which the cold
est places are to be found. One is in
Northeastern Siberia, the other in the
American Arctic Archipelago. The
particular points within these regions
that have the property of being colder
than all surrrounding points ncay be
called the poles of extreme cold. Their
geographical situation is not precisely
ascertained,' because a sufficient number
of" observations have not been made but
enough is known to make it safe to con
clude that tho Asiatic pole is south of
Yakutsk, and the American pole is north
west of the Parry Island, toward Eastern
Siberia. The Asiatic polo is upon the
main tana, tne American pole is a sea
studded with islands; and from this the
twq regions derive distinct climatic
characters. Near the Siberian pole.
which lies in tne comparatively loir
altitude of from sixty to seventy
degrees, the continental climate is
exhibited in an extremely cold win
ter ana warm summer, wane tne more
maritime climate of the American
pole, which lies between ' G5 degrees
and OS degrees of latitude, is expressed
ill a relatively milder winter and cooler
summer. Yakutsk has hitherto been
considered the coldest
place on the
earth, it navmg a mean
temperature in
January of 45 degrees.
Colder places
have been found that
have a mean
temperature for January
as low as 55
degrees. They are situated
in about
latitude 67 degrees north
near Wer-
Kojansk, in Siberia, xue cold pole is
located her from November till March.
It then moves in April and May toward
tho northwest into the Arctic Ocean,
between the mouth of the Obi and
Nova Zambia, and afterward returns to
Werkojansk. Werkojansk is the only-
place that lies within the isothermal of
mean temperature durine De
cember and January; Ustjansk,
at the month of the Yaua, only diring
January; while Toistoi Noos, at the
mouth ox the Yedisel, lies entirely out
side the ispthermal of 40 degrees. The
mean annnal temperature of the Siber
ian coldpole may be estimated at two de
grees. A still colder place appears to
have been found bv M. Klntsehak. of
Lieutenant Schwatka's expedition, at the
Adelaide Peninsula, in Cockburn Bay,
latitude CG degrees to G8 degrees, where
the temperature in January, 188p,reached
72 degrees; in December, 1879, and
February. 1880, G8 degrees; and in Sep
tember, October and November, 1879, 5,
38 and 49 degrees respectively. The
mean teniporatnre from December to
February 48 degrees varies but little
from that of Werkojansk;. and is from IS
to 21 degrees lower than had been pre
viously noticed in the American cold
region. Die Nature.
Healthy JEws.-Bodily cleanliness is
... ... . j vicouuucao jo
certainly not the strong point of the
lower class of Jews, yet in Petticoat
Lane, and other equally unsavory locali
ties, they are far more plump and well
looking than their so-called Christian
neighbors. Some . of the , Jewish emi
grants from Russia have lately been de
scribed as indescribably filthy, yet of ex
ceptionally vigorous vitality. .Of course,
if this vitality is due simply to the fact
of their being of Jewish race, other rucos
can learn nothing useful from the fact.
But is it not more likely that this power
of living and looking blooming and
healthy in uninviting localities is due to
the J ewish domestic life? They are very
careful in the selection and preparation
of their food, and, as a rule, they live
more regular, orderly family lives,1 than
most of thejr-. neighbors.! London
Graphic.
A seven-vear older, with tho punster's
mark on his brow, at dinner asked his
mother what was in a jar on the table.
"Pickles,my son,' was the reply. "Then,
mamma, please pickle little one out. for
me," came with stunning force from the
child, and the mother fell over a chair
and fainted. The Drummer.
40 degrees during November.December. Mrs. Unmp, wiui romaunu iu to.
.Tannarv and Febrnarv or fnr fnr "Ten vears ago, began i.urs. JOD
months: Ynkutsk sTiffpr fi,i "Josina was a right pretty girl, and
A Country Quilting.
Not more than ten ladies could" quilt
at otice.so the others' gathered .with their-
sewing in on interested circle about Miss
Angela Button,' who'at that moment held
forth oh the marriage question. ' iShe
ancT .hex sister Josina were well-known
spinsters, who lived al6ne, and were re
garded with proper respect and no small
degree of neighborly'affection.
"I sometimes- wonder,'.' said. Miss
Angela, "that there ain't more old maids
than there is". Of course, Josina and me
have" ati'mnH'swch -as, every body pan't
have, but look at the poor women who
marry into the unhappy ones. Don't
think as I'm reflectin' on old folks," and
she waived her hand majestically, "but
you do know there is many a woman as
is sorry she married, an' whenever me
an Josina think it's hard to live the way
wo do, we can always content ourselves
with sayin' it might have been worse."
"Yes, an' we couldn't live for nobody
now, ourselves," added meek little
Josina, as though comforting herself
with an oft-repeated expression.
"Well, there's drawbacks to every side
of a question," put in Mrs. J ones, buskiy,
a3 she snipped off a thread, "and there's
i i i
them that s happy and them that ain t;
in in mv oninion its tne naiuri w:v
for people to be happier married."
Yes, but iust see how divorces are
mftrsasinf?. wlncii coesi to suow uow
much unhanpiness there is in married
life," said Mrs. Deacon Shell, with a
convincing air.
"I can tell the reason there s more tti
vorces. 'lue girls nowadays pica, up i
first handsome chap they see and gic
married before they know what it means
a good many of em do. uy tne time
ilb their husbanJs
fchttv're readv for a divorce, an if it don I
"J t- V, - .. ,
come, tha unhappiness does anyway,
and Mrs. Jones emphasized her remarks
by another spiteful snip.
"Oh. but there are some incompatible
tempers, you know, Mrs. Jones, replied
"Mrs. Shell, calmlv.
There s a deal of things to learn, out
the hardest is the 'two bears
'When I was married, mother says to
me. '.LiUCV. don t lorgct to ueur uuu iur
.. i i i r
bp.ar and I often remembered her
words." and placid Mrs. Peabody smiled
a nuiet little smile at her thoughts.
"It don't matter, so long as mothers
neglect to educate their girls to take the
right view of matrimony tne trouoio win
remain," remarked one philosopher with
no daughter of her own.
"Girls are giddy creatures, and need
careful training in all things," remarked
Mrs. Wilson, across the quilt.
"Especially when they get to the ro
mantic age," laughed herneighbor.as she
threaded her needle.
The ladies -At the quilt weie now re
lieved by the other party, and the con
versation changed to different topics.
The hostess and her daughter soon be-
took themselves to the kitchen, from
whence certain savory odors announced
the preparation of supper. A party of
ladies strolled out in the garden, among
them Angela and Josina Button.
"I declare!" said Mrs. Jones as she
uricked her finger through the quilt, "I
always feel sorry for Josina when any
thing is said about marriage. The poor
thing feels it quite a cross to be an old
maid."
"Angela don't seem to mind it at all,"
said Mrs.Shell.
"Perhaps she wasn't disappointed as
Josina was," returned the other. M
"Whv. did Josina have a real dis-
appointment? Do tell it, asked young
es.
Will
Rinefort. a well to do young man, her
lover. He took it into his head to go to
California before they were married, and
for nine years she hasn't heard a word
from him." , .
"Poor thing! No wonder she looks so
sad!" was Mrs. Crimp's pitying exolama
tion. "She never forgets herself, and I don't
think"
"Sh h, somebody is coming,' warned
Mrs. Jones, holding up her finger.
But it was only the hostess, who an
nounced the arrival of the "men folks,"
and invited the ladies out to supper.
Later in the evening the young folks
of the neighborhood dropped in, and
after a faint attempt at the quilt, the
elder guests joined in the gen
eral merriment. Everybody was
soon deep in the enjoyment
of blindman's buff. Miss Josina Button
was biinaeu auu gropiug wnuiy uuuut
for an imaginary victim she madvertant
lv stepped out of the open door onto the
VOIch er companions laughing slyly to
it maniB wh,io. Snndenlv All
were startled by hearing a strange voice
say, "Is this you, 'Sina?" With a glad
cry Josina tore off the handkerchief, ex
claiming: "Oh, Angie, here's Will at last," and
then fainted in the most orthodox man
ner. In the explanation that ensued it trans
pired that Mr. Rin.ford had, after many
misfortunes," been enabled to return to
his native State. Hearing some years
before of the death of his affianced, he
had ceased to write. As he paused a
moment on the porch before entering
the house.he had been literally "caught"
by Josina, whom he had instantly
recognized. - .
A happy wedding soon followed the
quilting, and Josina's face looks almost
as young and fair as it did ten years ago.
So romance finds its way about even in
prosaic country quilting.
The Tramp anl the Dogr. .
A big, lonesome-looking dog sat at a
gate of a house on Cass avenue yester
day, eyes full cf tears and his whole body
shaking with cold. A tramp, who had
neither overcoat nor mittens, and whose
LUCLUSCl 1 UU - '
bare toes peeped through his boots, was
makingnis way up the. street in, search
of the right kind of a side en trance, when
he espied the dog and crossed 'oyer -and
J ... . 4 f;
Well, now, tnis - is an unexpected
pleasure! Upon my soul, but I have
ionnd o le living thing in this town as
poorly off as myself. Say, old fellow,
where do you hang out?"
The dog looked at him through his
tears, but had nothing' to say.
"Tough, isn't it?" continued the man.
"I look old and seedy, qnd you, are the
homliest dog I gyersaw- JChatstrikes a
fraternal chord and we meet onTaTlevel.
I haven't had a square meal for a week,
and you ;haven't seen a bone for the past
ten days'. Even again, eh?" ,
The dog shivered and whined, and got
up and sat ; down, and tho tramp drew
closer and said:
"No home, eh? Neither have I. No
one to whistle for you? Same here.
That's even again. l ean warm up my
shakes with whisky, while you have to
grirfiAnd bear it. That's where I've got
the dead wood on you. I can : talk
through my nose and tell pitiful stories
to excite sympathy and bring out cold
victuals,1 while you have nothing to say
for yourself and mast take bones or go
hungry.; That's another for me. On
the whole I'm ahead of you, and al
though you are only a dog I'm - glad on
it. It's something to feel that you are a
peg higher tfian an old yaller, home
less, hungry cur. So long, old fellow."
As the, tramp started to go the dog
reached out and snapped his leg, and
then took a run for it.
"Say, there, hold on!" called out the
man as he. wheeled around. "I said I
was ahead, but I'll take it back! You
can lunch on my legs, while I'll see this
country tetotally busted to New Jersey
if I don't die of starvation before I come
down to eating dog! Even, old fellow
just about even on the average, and no
use of any hard feelings over it!" (De
troit Free Press.
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Eggs.
According to the most
trustworthy es-
timates jsd.uuu.uuu worth ot eggs
rtu oi eggs are
eaten in this country every year, of
which $18,000,000 worth .is consumed in
New York city alone. As the "hen
fruit " is most abundant in warm
weather, .while the appetite for it con
tinues the year round, various processes
have been devised to maintain its fresh
ness. Of. these the most recently in
vented is the process of cr Totalization or
desiccation. By this agency the natural
egg is changed into an amber-hued vitre
ous substance which, while reduced in
bulk, has the property of remaining edi
ble for years and resisting the deterior
ating effects of climate. Moreover, the
egg, when wanted for use, can be re
stored to it original condition by adding
the water which has been artificially re
moved from the shell. It is said that
neither salt nor any other extraneous
matter is employed in producing desic
cation, the egg being merely reduced to
a consolidated mass of yelk and albumen
by tne removal of the water. An excel
lent feature of this process is that an -egg
that is at all tainted, be it ever so slight
ly, cannot bo crystalized at 'all. The
preparation (of eggs in this way is still
vary limited: the chief companies en-
gaged in tne business are in the city of
St. Louis.
A MerlJlan Cannon.
Strangers in Paris who have happened
to be in the garden of Palais Royal at
noon on a lair day, will have noticed
r l i , I
groups of persons watching intently at a
not very conspicuous ooject in tne gar
den, but all eyes seemed turned toward
it. The object which attracts their atten
tion is a small cannon of antique pattern,
which is automatically fared at mid-day
by the arrangement of a sun glass so ad
justed as to concentrate the sun's rays
upon the priming powder, and
produce Ian explosion at exact noon.
Referring to this little cannon, L' As
tronomy says it dates from a greater
antiquity than is generally known.
It thundered during the commune,
under the empire, during the days of
'48, under Louis Phillippe, under the
Restoration, during the wars of the
grande armee, during the guillotines of
the reign of terror, on the day when
Camille , Desmoulins harangued the
people, under Louis XV. In the charm
ing "Journey from Paris to St. Cloud.by
land and by sea," published in 1701,Neel
makes his young tourist regulate his
watch by it. : The pillar on which it
is fixed stands at the point where.in 1861,
a year before his death, Cardinal Rich
elieu established a bound between
manbrs of St. Honore and of the arch
bishoprio. A Fat Man hot is a Circus. Sam
Scott, one of tho most noted characters
of Morgan county, Tenn., and well
known throughout East Tennesssee, died
last Thursday night at his home near
Wartburg. Scott was the heayiest . man
in East Tennessee, his light weight being
320 pounds, and his heavy weight 340
pounds, and it is thought his death was
due to his N extreme obesity. He was
about five feet eight inches tall, but his
body was puffed out to an abnormal size
and hel could scarcely -. walk. His
physicians would not allow him to lie in
bed, and lie slept in a very peculiar
position, usually kneeling, with his head
resting on a chair. Chattanooga Times.
Two little girls, one eight vears old.
the other six, sleep in the same chamber,
In the morning, the; eldest , one says:
"Oh, I have had "such a nice dream !'
"What was it?" "I was in a large pastry
cook shop, and I ate as rmany mm cakes,
strawberry tarts- and bon bons . as I
wanted" "Was I with you?" asked the
little one. "No." And the little one be-
gan to sob. French Wit.
r SEWS NOTES AND COMMENT?.
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Orange trees are .beio planted -all
along the -Mississippi coast." ' ' :-
: General Gordon of Georgia has1 jn'st 1 '
hono-hi iqt. rifin or. r;OQ;a; j' i. ..
land . F
The individual who was injured by the
accidental discharge of his fluty is - still '
very low. ' r , ')
The Huron Land. Oflica has allotted'
1,400,000 acres of land during the pst
four months.' ' f1 '
Farnr help in VeCrmtfa aroiletnanjUg- -from
$16 to $25:per- tnontlrfor the oom- "
ing season. " ' ' .
Dairy cows' aro 'scarce' everywhere.!,.
Some people will find it profitable td
raise more calves some of these day. ,
The shares of the ' Chemical Bank, ,
New York, par $100, sell for $2,105.
Capital. $300,000 ; surplus, $4,000,000. - ' "
C. F. Cobb, of Leeds, Me., raised the
past season, from about one acre, C28 ,
pounds of hops, which sold for $410.7
North Carolina has 40,000 square miles
of almost unbroken, forest, comprising
Eine, chestnut, oak, maple,, beach and- -ickory.
. ,'"".
A half-dozen large industrial establish
ments at Reading, Pa., have either closed
their doors or made a marked reduction
in wages
-The oldest member of the British" Cabi
inet is Mr. Gladstone, who is seventy-' '
three, and the youngest Sir Chas. Dilke,,;
who is thirty-nine.
Professor Houford declares that bad '
bread has laid more of the human race '
under the sod than either , or both of
those twin undertakers, rum and to
bacco. " : -
A paper watch has been exhibited by ft"
Dresden watchmaker. The paper is pre,
pared in such a manner that the watch is
said to be as serviceable as those in ordi
nary use.
The British Museum catalogue, now
in course of printing, will consist of five,
hundred volumes, and at the present rate
forfyyears.
of production will not be complete for
......
a liiue gin who was on a visit to the
country sternly refused to drink milk be-
cause, as she innocently declared, she
had seen the farmer deliberately squeeze
it out of a cow. '
Girl graduates in England wear gowns
precisely like those worn by university
men, and made by the same tailor. The -only
way to tell which from t'other "is to
wait for a mouse. ' . . .
It is now authoritatively' stated" thai:
Casablanca did not stand on the burn
ing deck, but skipped over the ' side of
tho vessel and out of the way of danger.
Gone to meet the tale of William Tell. -
William Beach Laurence bought , a
farm at Ochra" Point, Newport, - forty
years ago for $12,000,- which, having
been cnt up into building lota and Bold;
has netted the Laurence family $$00,000.,
No one ever supposed the prairie dog
towns to be of any value in the West un
til a Yankee beseiged one and began to "
capture the animals for their skins, which,
it is said, can be made into gloves that
rival the finest kid.
Miss Susan B. Anthony will celebrate,
her C3d birthday on Thursday of this
week, and a reception -will be' tendered
to her by her Philadelphia friends on
that day. Her friends in Washington
have already presented her with a birth-
dav crif t of noint-lace.
a o i,-a if .i s
California. The substance ia dnmit
u , I
nunc cu iu, iicd uuiu lint. W1U 1U1
pregnated with a amall percentage of
potash. It is easily sliced into bars,
and, for cleaning purposes, is a fair sub
stitute for manufactured soap.
A new blotting paper that , will not
only dry the blot, but bleach the re
mainder of it, can, it is said: be made by.
passing ordinary blotting paper through
a concentrated solution oz oxalic acid.
Care must be taken that no crystals ap
pear, as they injure the porosity of the ,-v
piper.
J. R. Bnchtel of Akron, Ohio, has just
given $100,000 to the college which bears M
his name, making $300,000 in all. and
promises to bestow a large slice of his re- "
maining $2,000,000 upon it by will. Hi
sister, Mrs. Messenger, has given the .:J
college $5G,000, and will also give more
by will. - ' ; "-
Some young men of Monroe, Ga.. offer .
to wager all their pocket money that Cic
ero Edwards, of that town, can eat sixty
partridges in thirty day. He has been -known
to eat sixty eggs at one time, and
also to eat during one night six chickens, ,
a fourteen-pound ham -and a bushel of
biscuits : - ' . '
A very fashionable material for dressy ,.
home toilets is cream-white serged flan
nel, trimmed with long loops and ends
of white moire or -satin, ribbon. Fort!
young married ladies this fabric is made
into tea gowns and Grecian robes, with
trimmings of lace and white silk em 1
broidery or braiding.
The smallest" bird of America is the
humming-bird; and of Europe, the gold
encrested wren. The smallest quadruped
in the world is the pigmy mouse of Si'
beria. The most diminutive plant in the
world is the Arctic raspberry; which is
so small that a six-ounce , vial will hold
the whole, branches, leaves and all. t
The precise spot of the source of the'
Mississippi River has always - been
a
matter of some uncertainty and dispute.
Lake Itasca' has generally been admitted
to be the correct thing, in this respect,
but now a Vlatest improvement", is an.
nounced. A little lake some. distance'
beyond Itasca is thought by some to be
the rising place. This has been narad
Lake Whipple, in honor -of Bishop
Whipple of the Episcopal Churoh. whose
missionary diocese oovers all that rc-
gion.
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