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o o r f o o 0 O f o u VOL. 8. OREGON CITY, OREGON, FRIDAY, FEBRUARY 6, 1874. NO- 15. fS" fFT rcf iTtv , 4. ' ( U I O 3 c C3 o J THE ENTERPRISE. A LOCAL DEMOCRATIC NEWSPAPER F U It T II K Farmer; Business Man, & Family Circle. ISSUED EVERY FRIDAY. EDITOR AXD PUBLISHER. OFFICIAL PAPER FOR CLACKAMAS CO. OFFICE In Ir. Thessin's brick, next door to John My. rs' store, up stairs. TVnm of Sulcriptioii : fclngla Copy On.- Year, In Advance S2.50 " Six Months" " 1-50 Tf rni4 of Art vol t iinr: Transient advertisements, including all I'-al noti.-s V square iwent lines one w-k - ? 2."i) 1.00 1JO.IHI tlM.IMI 1'i.iHl 1 X) For each Sllbse.iueill I IIS. Tl l" n Oiii; Column, one year liiir Quarter" " '- Husiness Card, 1 square, one year Ii U S I y K S .ST CAIilf s. .J. V. MORRIS, J ) piivsic-iax axu siugi:o, o n k a o ;v c it r, o he a o -v. it.TOmci ITp-Stairs Main Street. in Charman's bride, .. suil It I. W- H- VV ATKINS, M. D. PORTLAND, - - OREGON. tt-?"(FFICE Odd F. d low's Te m ple.eorner Fir.-d. and Ald.-r sir " Is. K sidenee com- r of Maui and S'Venth streets. J)rs. Welch k Thompson, D E N T I3TS, i "OFFICK IN OUD FELLOW'S TEMPLE, v- . J Comer of First and Alder Streets, - i't)uri..i) z oitKiio.v. rtW 'ill be in Or-uon City on Saturdays. .Nov. .1 :tf B. 11 M KL AT. ciias. k. v.uti:i:x. Attorn eys-at-Law, li 0?.E3D:i CITY, - - 0REC0F-3. B"oFFIC airman ri! .rlsTJ s l.ricU, :t 1. Main st. j o h :j s o ra & rvicoo w ?a itt;i;im:v. and coixselors at-law. Or3on City, Oregon. "Will praetu-e in all the Court s of t he Stat - Sp-rial attention uien to eases in tli- I". S. Land oilie - at Oregon City. 5aprlST2-tf. T, T. 15 A 1 IN, ATTOrnV-Al OHMOX CITY, : LAW, on En ox. OFFICE Btreet. Over Fop'. s Tin Stor-Jlin-irT i-t f. Main J. T. APPSRSO?3f OFFICE IS rOSTOFFICE IU'I Id IXCr. TeulT, C'lnt'Uani:ix Comity " ler,'iiil Oi -rii City Orders Or- BOUGHT AND SOLD. - NOTAUV I'lIULTO. Ijoans n to, and a Li on. iiotiat m'i, C Il'Tal liroke; 11. vtinns att.-Tid' hui nes; rarrii jaiUilf. A. T O T T 1- 0 T A T? V r V M L I C. EHTE3PRISE OFFICE. Qin;(i) crrv. X. If. .HI (JH FIE Li). Kstulilislied tim r at oI;I stand. 31 a in Strrct, flri-Eon lily, Orison. ro An aiort ni'-nt of Wat ln'S, Jewel- ry.and S.-t li Tiiomas' Wciirhi Clocks (-.li allot wliieli are warranted to be as fcl represent "d. ttU 'pairirii done on short not ic, and thankful tor past patronage. A. G. WALLSTJG'S PIONEER BOOK OSHDEBY. l'iUoik's lliiililinr ('tinier of Stark Corner of Streets. and Front PORTLAND, DRESON. BIAXK F.OOKS Un.F.D AXD r.OFND to any desired pattern. M usic books, laa?in- s. Newspapers, etc., Ixiutul in ;v erv variety of stvle known to the trrad-'. Orders troiu the e. untry promptly at tended to. OREGON CITY BREWERY - Henry Humbel, f - 1. .' I 11 AV1XU l'l KCIIAS- 4 CYa I I oil the above i;rew. fry wishes to inform t ho public that he i now prepared to manufacture1 a, No. 1 qual itv of L A GBR It R K R, as srood as can he obtained anywhere In the state. Orders solicited and prompt ly filled. NEW YORK HOTEL (Deutfches Gafthaus.) Xo. 17 Front Street. Opposite the Mail Steamship Landing, POHTL.VXU, OKEGOX. H.KOTHFOS, J. J.AYILKENS, Proprietors. Bonrd Week So.00 Board Week witb Lodging... 6.00 Board Pay i.OO this iu:sox VI1Y. Do you wish to know the reason v!iy your neilior often calls On tho ilashiiifr widow VVilkins, And attends her to the halls? Why his carriage is seen stopping .Vt s. niie noted dotliinr store. And the widow jroes a shopping, Wliere she never went hedoie? If you wish it, I will tell you Iot me whiser to 3-011 sly If they esteem it proper, It is not your business why. ! you wish to know whv Peter lias forsaken friends and homo, And left his native eountrv. In a distant land to roam? Why l'ollv seems so lonely . Since the day that lVter" left, . And of all the friends, she only, Should apjiear to he he re ft? If you wish it, I will tell yon Let nie whisper to you sly If they have a reason for it". It is not your business why. Youhl you like to know the seerets Of your ne'ul.or's house and life, I low he lives and how lie doesn't. And just how lie treats his wife? How he spends his time and leisure, Whether sorrowful or irav, And win-re he roes for pleasure, To the eoneert or tip; play? If you wish it I will tell you Let nie whisper toyoifsly If y ii:- ne gh r is hut eivih It is riot our luine.s why. In short, instead of prying Into other folks' ailairs If you do your own hut. justief. You will have no time" for theirs ; 1'e attentive to such matters As concern yours.-l f alone, And whatever fortune Hatters, Let your business be your own. Ono word by way of finis Let me whisper to you sly If vnii wish to lie res'perted You must cease to be a pry. 'lortirairiiiir the Old Homestead. I5Y ANN IK DEAN. For two years the. demon of mis fortune had iiirsucil Edward Has tings. His cattle had died of the prevailing distemper; his sheep had perished : his crops had failed. At lh-st he had held a manly front, keep ing a cheerful . face and hopeful words for his family. "But the time was now come when every circum stance was to be laid bare; every wound was to be probed; if ho was a ruined man he must meet the fate of ruined men. Ho had not deceived his wife regard i 11. his ntt'airs; he had riven her freely every confidence which a loving faithful woman may claim; but lie had not acknowl edged t himself the full extent of his embarrassment. His last dollar was jono, and money if the family were su must be. raised !1 lied with the barest necessaries of life. W hat was to be done? lie could not answer the question. True, away down in the deepest, depths of his heart there was a sup pressed, checked whisper w hich took away his breath. He could not listen to it. It did not seem like words, it seemed like a deadly weapon which felt for his hie, He could lie mortirape e mid not how the old home- steub His father and g andfather hal played upon the grassy slope which stretched away from the house; the creek yon lor had been the favorit haunt of a troop of brother-; au"t sisters that were now scat tered; tl e old elm beyond the barn had swun'JT its branches for a centu ry over the Hastings young people as thev made merry together, and for him, Edward Hastings, upon whom the peculiar family inheritance had descended, to dishonor the trust he could not,che would rather die. 'J5ut you can't die," said the min ister, in whom he had confided, "yon must live to overcome all these ob stacles and show the whole country side how noble a thing a man is. N'ow you can testify to the value of Christianity, as you've never been able to do before." "J4;it my wife," said the wretched man, "and Julia they love: every thing about the old place. There is not a llower, there's hardly a blade of grass that they do not know and cherish," "They'll be equal to the emergen cy, or I'm mistaken in them. A no ble woman will strengthen a man when he would otherwise be over whelmed. Go to them I'll go with you if you like, and you'll see that I m right. I cannot bear lo have you try to sleep to-night, until a decis ion is reached. Thev stepped out in the pleasant evening, and walked slowly from the parsonage to the farmhouse. lhere s a man who could lend vou the money, said the minister. as Richard lloss passed them. . "He would understand all about the secu rity, and know s you well, and lie can spare it." "I don't like to be under obliga tion to him. I'm afraid of him," re plied Mr. Hastings. "lu there's no one else," said the minister. "No, there's no one else," was the paiiing response. lllOV entered the nlonnnnf sittin roomwhere sat Mrs. Hastings with her .laugher Julia. After a slight hesitation, Mr. Hast U1?.vlul in a trembling voice: " ife, our pastor has been giving me some advice concerning our busi ness. W e are in a tiesierate condi tion, and must resort we have oeen strug-lmg alon"-- I've not de- iv.i . on in a single point, and so can look you as bravely in the face as I ever could. Rut misfortune has come that I could not avert, and now I must fail utterly and leave our home forever, or I must endanger it by mortga-e. What shall I do?" Edward Hastings' wife turned pale again, as she had often done of late years; but her true womanhood spoke out: "Mortgage the homestead by all means. If our pastor has suggested he has spoken the thought I could not speak. It has seemed to me, for months, that it most be done, but I have shrunk from it in fearful weak- ness. "Who money?" can let you Lave the Mr. Hastings looked at the minis ter, w ho answered: "Richard Ross has several thou sand dollars which lie would like to loan on such security. I think he will let you have it."' "Is there no one else?" aked Mrs. Hastings. "I can think of no other person," said the minister. "Well, father," said Julia, "if Mr. Ross will U-nd you the money, I think it would be best to take it. We will trust that a brighter day is coming." The minister saw the troubled look disappear from the face of Mr. Hast ings as his daughter spoke, but he did not fully understand the reluc tance to receiving such a favor from Mr. ltos-s, which the whole family seemed to show. The next day Mr. Ross gladly handed a thousand dollars to Mr. Hastings, receiving as security a mortgage upon the homestead. "Now ," said he to himself as he left the door, "I've a hold on Miss Julia which I'd like to see her shake oil", or that young scapegrace of a doctor, either, w ho has crossed my path so often." No one heard Richard Ross rejoice over liis seeming triumph, but it was noticed that he immediately assumed certain relations to the Hastings fam ily which were wholly disagreeable to them, and which they were oblidg ed to endure. Such slavery it is to be under pecuniary obligations to people. Some months, a year passed away, and Mr. Hastings did not seem to make any headway against the bar riers which opposed him. He was crippled lost unless unknown aid interposed. "rather," said Julia one morning, "I've just received a letter from Uncle Philip. I wrote to him som? months ago, just how we were situa ted. You know he failed, so that he can't assist us; and I should not wish him to if he were able. Rut he has obtained a situation for me in one of the city schools. I can make my music, thanks to your old care for me, serviceable in my school, and through the pupils I can get music scholars, and 1 II pay oil tins mort gage myself. I fairly groan when I think we owe Richard Ross one dol lar! He lent you that money hoping thus to make me marry him. Rut I'll disappoint him and save the old homo, and you and mother shall live and die here. A week more, and Julia Hastings was at work in a large city school. As she gained knowledge of her pro fession, she showed, in innumerable ways, her iitness for promotion. And in due time it came, and with promo tion came the gold which was to free the hime farm from all debt. She worked incessantly. Not because she was ambitious, but because she was loving. A few music scholars added to her labors and to her income. And happening to play the organ one evening at church, she displayed so much skill and taste, that w hen the position became vacant, it was ottered to her. Industry and true economy were habits which Julia Hastings had al ways possessed. And after a few years of conscientious labor in the city she bade f.irwell to her toilsome work, and went back to her old home. Richard Ross had not the courage to call upon one who had so outgener aled him, and the voting physician. his arrival soon appeared upon the field, and bore away to his own vil lage home the woman who had shown so much steady courage and such patient love when the waves of adversity had risen upon her path. What I IJeiriii to Ilelievc. I begin to belie ve now-a-days, the man and that money makes dresses the women ,ses the begin I begin to believe the purse is more potent than the sword and pen togetiier. I begin to believe that those who sin the most during the week are the most devout on Sundays. I begin to believe that man was not made to enjoy life, but to keep himself miserable in the juirsuit ami possession of riches. I begin to believe that the surest remedy for hard times and tight money market is the extravagant ex penditure on the part of individuals to keep the money moving. I begin to believe that pianofortes are more necessary in a family than meat and potatoes. I begin to believe that a boy who does not swear, smoke and chew- to bacco, may be a very good boy but naturally stupid. I begin to believe if the devil should die one-half of the world would be thrown out of employ ment. I begin to believe that he has most merit who makes the most noise in his own behalf; and when Ga briel comes not to be behind the times he, too, will blow his own horn pretty loud. When a pack of wolves get hungry thev generally make war upon one another; so 'it is with the radical party of the State of Oregon. Hav in depleted the public treasuries, both city and State; having extorted black mail from every corporation thev could fasten their fangs upon ; haviug in fine, exhausted every fountain from which plunder could be sucked, we now find them, with true brute instinct, rending one an other. This political evolution, it is to be hoped, will have as happy a result as Darwin's doctrine, and eventuate m the destruction of all monstrosities. The war is a glori ous one one that we can sit and gaze upon, the while rubbing our bauds with cleefnl satisfaction. At him, Touser! Shake him, Bingo! Hurrah! 1 A Touching Story. The following affecting narrative we publish more especially for the boys and girls, and we hope it will be read by all of them. It contains a lesson thev all should heed. It purports to nave Deen given oy a father to his son, as a warning deriv ed from his own bitter experience of the sin of grieving and resisting a mother's love and counsel: "What angony was visible on her face when she saw that all she said and suffered failed to move me! She rose to go home, and I followed at a distance. She spoke no more to me until she reached her own door. " It's school time now," said she. "Go, my son, and once more let me beseecliyou to think upon what I have said." "I shan't go to school," said I. She looked astonished at my bold- , . , -i e l ness. out replied nruuy; "Certainly you will go, Alfred. I command vou." "I w ill not !" said I, in a tone of defiance. One of two things you must do Alfred, either ero to school this morn ing, or I will lock you in your room and keen vou there until you are ready to promise implicit obedience to my wishes in the iuture. " I dare you to do it, said 1; "you can't get me up stairs. "Alfred, choose now, said my mother, who laid her hand on my arm. She trembled violently ana was deathly pale. "If yon touch me I will kick you, said I. in a terrible rage. God knows I knew not what I said. "Will vou go, Alfred? "Xo!""l replied, but quailed be neath her eyes. "Then follow me," she said as she grasped my arm. I raised my foot oh, my son.hear me! I raised my foot and kicked her my sainted mother! How my head reels as the torrent of memory rushes over me! I kicked my mother! She staggered back a few steps and leaned aginst the wall. She did not look at me. I saw her heart beat against her breast. "Oh! Heavenly Father," she said, "forgive him he knows not what he does !" The gardener just then passed the door, and seeing her almost unable to support herself, he stopped. She beckoned him in. "Take this boy up stairs and lock him up in his room," said she, and turned from me. looking back as she was entering her room, she gave me such a look of agony, mingled with intense love ! It was the last unutterable pang from a heart that was broken. I thought for a moment I would lling myself from the opeu window and dash my brains out,, but I felt afraid to do it. I was riot peni tent. At times my heart was snbdued; but my stubborn pride rose in an in stant, and ba ,o nie not yield. I Hung myself on the bed and fell asleep. Just at twilight I heard a footstep approach the door. It was my s;ster. "What may I tell mother for you?" she asked. "Nothing," I replied. "Oh, Alfred! for my sake for all our sakes, say that your are sorry. She longs to forgive yon." I could not answer. I heard her footsteps slowly retreating and again I threw myself upon the bed, to pass another fearful night. Another footstep, slower and fee bler than my sister's disturbed me. It was ray mother's. "Alfred, my son, shall I come?" she asked. I cannot tell you what influence, operating at the moment, made me speak adverse to my feel ings. The gentle voice of my .mother thrilled through me, melting the ice of my ordurate heart, and I longed to throw myself upon her neck, but I did not. Rut my words gave the lie to my heart when I said I was not sorry. I heard her groan. I longed to call her back, but I di I not. I was awakened from my uneasy slumbers by hearing my name called loudly, and my sister stood at my bedside. "Get up and come with me. Moth er is dying." I thought I was yet dreaming, but got up mechanically and followed my sister. On the bed, pale and cold as mar ble lay my mother. She had not undressed. She had thrown herself on the bed to rest; rising to go again to me she was seiz ed with palpitation of the heart, and borne senseless to her room. I cannot tell yvith what agony I looked upon her; my remorse was tenfold more bitter from the thought that she would never know it. I be lieved myself to be her murderer. I fell on the bed beside her. I could not weep. My heart burned within my bosom; my brain was on fire. My sister threw her arms around me and wept in silence. Suddenly we saw a slight motion of mother's hand; her eyes unclosed. She had recover ed consciousness, but not speech. She looked at me and moved her lips. I could not understand her words. " Mother, mother !" I shrieked, "say only that you forgive me !" She could not say it with her lips, but her hand pressed mine. She smiled upon me, and lifting her thin, white hands, she clasped my own within them, and cast her eyes up ward. She moved her lips in prayer, and thus she died. I remained kneeling beside that dear f Jrm till my gentle sister removed me. The joys of youth had left me forever. Roys who spurn a mother's con trol, who are ashamed to own that they are wrong, who think it manly to resist her authority, or refuse to yield to her influence, beware! Lay not up for yourselves bitter memo ries for future years. COURTESY OF BANCROFT LIBRARY, UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA, "RTT.R tCTT.T 77f - CALIFORNIA. A Human Monster. THE CONFESSION OF A BLOODTHIRSTY FIEND HE BOASTS OF HAVING KILL ED NEARLY FORTY PERSONS. AfrTU-irrrp ( W T.mnn IT Un the oth of December, Rob lurner of Potosi, Grant county, Wisconsin, was arrested for the murder of his brother Albert. The inquest which has just been concluded reveals a bloodthirsty depravity rivaling that of the Render family. THE MITRDEKED MAN was killed with an ax. the head beincr nearly severed from the body, as he was coming out of a mineral hole in which he was at work. He fell back speechless, and never moved more. The murderer then called oat to an other brother, New ton, who was in an adjoining shaft, to come, and Newton commenced to climb, but when he reaehtM the suriace lie per ceived the body of the murdered Albert and was about to run, when Rob seized him, and showing him the bloody ax, threatened to kill him instantly unless he swore to assist him in putting the body away and to preserve silence, iins sewton as sented to, but on the first opportuni tv lie oscaoed to Potosi. wliere he oXive. the alarm, and the murderer tied to Lancaster. He was pursued arrested and lodged in prison, where he soon attemotod the life of his keeper. THE SECOND MURDER which has come to light is that o Olney Neely, a youth of the town of Kllensboroncrh. Rob Turner was then cutting hop-poles for Mr. Rll On Tuesday, December 2:5d, the boy Xeelv started from Roll's to visit his mother, who resides in New Calif or nia. His road lay through timbo belonging to Railev, where Turne was at work. That was the last seen of young Xeely until the 'Jth of Jan uary. The people residing the neigh borhood having heard of lurner murderous propensity, and knowing that young Neely had to pass near wliere he was at work, turned out on Friday last to hunt for his remains Eight men started from Roll's an. seached the ground each side of the road. When they arrived upon the premises w here TFRNER HAD BEEN CHOPPING they found the body, which lay as it had fallen six weeks beiore. lndi cations showed that Turner had com inence.l to cut down a sapling. havin. struck two blows on the left side and one on the right. The seeom blow evidently was the one that kill ed the boy. The position in whicl the body lav and the course the blow from the ax had taken, indicat ed that the bovs head was nearly cut from the body, it onlv hanging bv small iiece of skin on the back and front of the neck, the ax having gone clear through the neck. When found, young Neely had a paper parcel un der his arm just as he was carrying it. The body was taken care of and a jury empanelled to hold an inquest, and the verdict was that Olney Neely, aged fourteen years, came to his death from a blow of an ax in the hands of Robert Turner. SEVERAL OTHER MYSTEIilOCS MURDERS having taken p'ace in localities in which Turner had been seen, Marsha' Rennet visited the prisoner and asked him to confess if he had not had a hand in them. He finally confessed that he remembered killing two men, strangers, one of whom he had en countered in a deep ravine back of Poor Farm, and thereupon attacked and murdered him, hiding the body; the other he met on the road to Mus coda, wliere ho was going to get work. He says that the latter made threatening gestures, and he feared he was going to take his life, so he closed with him, and with a four pound weight which he carried in his pocket, struck him two blows over the eyes, smashing his skull, killing him instantly. He then drag ged the body into the brush and se creted it there. Now he has confess ed, he delights to talk of the many persons he has killed. He gloats over the skill with which he has con cealed the bodies, and declares that nobody can find them but himself, and that if they were got together there would be nearly forty of them. The Noblest Rum'cn of Them All. Savs a. Washington letter to the Chicago Tribune: "The other night a member of the press was ac costed on E street' by two Romans, drunk as loons, inquiring the way to the Chronicle ollice. Upon a closer inspection he discovered to his amazement that the gay and festive Tarn O'Shanters were the redoubta ble Pinchbeck and the Rev. Colonel Carter, ex-Speaker of the Louisiana House 'of Representatives, ex-Confederate Colonel, ex-Methodist minister, ex-Christian revolutionist, and ex everything that was good. The two worthies were locked arm in arm, steadying each other. Pinch was doing the talking. 'What a fall was there my countrymen!' and to what base uses even a Methodist minister may come at last! A living false hood upon all his past life'" A Western paper says Letty Hough will never lecture any more in public. She has made a permanent engagement. His name is Gregory. Letty lectured last winter on " Pop ping'the Question," telling how it ought to be rbne. Gregory did it. This illustrates the advantages of the scientific education of women. A young lady in Lanchester has the initials Y. M. C. A. engraved on one corner of her visiting cards which she hands to certian gentleman visitors. At first thev suppose she belongs to the Young Men's Chris tian Association, but it is not long before they construe the letters to mean "You May Come Again." Col. Henton's Daughters. Prosperity and good fortune are among the most uncertain conditions of this world. Families that bold gh soci il posi i ns and are aVe to live in wealth and afiluence, are lre- quently overtaken by adverse cir- umstances which plunge tnem into suffering aud consign them to ob- uritv and poverty. Such has been the case with some of the daughters of Col. Thomas II. Benton. "Aron joileau, who was sentenced to im prisonment by a French court for his connection with the Memphis md El Paso Railroad affair, is con fined in the Conciergerie. Mine. Roilean is at Boulogne. She and her six children live through the generosity of their friends." To many people of Missouri, savs the St. Lojis Disiiatch. this brief para graph will convev more than a pass ing interest. Nine or ten years ago Baron Roilean was the French Con- ul at New York City, trusted and respected by his government, and popular and accomplished in his in tercourse with the people of America. lie married w hile Consul at New" York, Susan, daughter of Colonel Thomas H. Ronton. The marriage was a most happy one. But Boileau, while acting in the capacity of an official agent of the French Govern -im nt, violated the law s of his country by recommending the negotiation of the Memphis and LI Paso Railroad bonds. In this he violated the plain law of his country. Rigid in all such matters the French Govern ment carried out the law to its ut most and imprisoned him. Fremont is a brother-in-law of the Baron, am the same court winch tried am found his connection guiltv, also sentenced the General to serve i number of years. lie made good hi escape from France, however, and in the absence of anything like an ex tradition treaty will probably keep it good. There was once a period in in the political affairs of Missouri when Col. Benton was its politica autocrat. Troubles not a few ha. come to those whom he nurtured ant loved. Mrs. Fremont is the wife of a man who has been declared a felon because of a speculation which had ruined his brother-in-law, bankrupt ed his famiby, and consigned his wife and children to chantv. Another daughter, Mrs. William Gary Jones now a widow, residing in San Iran cisco, California, has felt most bitter lv the misfortunes of life and though not enduring all the privations of extreme poverty, is supporting her self and children on the small wage paid her as a teacher in the public schools. Siraettse Journal. Vn Imprecation on South Carolina. Harrodsburjr, Ky., Cor. Courier-Journal. Curran Owens was one of the most remarkable men that this most re markable section of the State has produced. If he had been educated and "if he had let liquor alone (old song), what might he not have achieved, since even his crude, un polished state he originated meta phors which were wont to complete ly astound all who ever heard them? . . ., - - . i "Well Curran, said a irien.t, erecting Mr. Owens the first day af ter the news of South Carolina s se cession reached him, "South Caro lina has really seceded? What do vou think of it ?"' "What do 1 think of it?" replied Mr. Owens, drawing himself up full six feet high, "Why, sir, I wish that I wore the Great Creator of the uni- i i .ir : i t verse lor oniv one-nan minute, x would mold old mother earth into , , T - 11 1 1 one vast coiumoiao; j. womo ur.m her with shovel-plows, harrow-teeth, ilax-hackles, brass-headed snapping turtles, and all the jig-jugs of h 11, and I would ram them on South Carolina for a thousand years! Poor Curran Owens! He is dead now; and didn't live long enough to explain what he meant by the jig 1 . i ii ir: . ..,:., , lllS Ol 11 11. Ills ucq uaimaiice with those implements, to-wu: narrow-teeth flax-hackles, etc., was ob vious enough, as he was a farmer on a small scale; and it is like enough his many wrestling matches with the jim-jams suggested the brass headed snapping turtle. A Traveler, on his arrival in Chicago, recently stopped for a mo ment to examine a coat hanging in front of a clothing store, when the proprietor rushed out and asked, "W onldn t you try on some coats "I dunno but I would," responded the traveler, consulting his time kil ler; and he went in and began to work. No matter how often he f jund his tit, he c died for more coats, and after he had .tried on thirty, he looked at his watch, again resum ed his own garment, and walked off, saving, "I won t charge a cent for what I've done. Hang a man who won't oblige another when he can do it ! If I'm ever around this way again, and you have got any more coats to try on, I'll do all I can to help you." If Y'ou Had Reen. Johnny jjrreen a xatner always made it a practice to w hip him at home when ever he got whipped at school. On one occasion he got a tincture of the rattan, but the teacher forgot to re port it to his lather until nearly a week hal passed, but hearing of it at last, he called the bov to him one evening. "Johnny, I didn't know you got whipped the other dav," said he. "Y'ou didn't? Well, if vou'd been in my breeches you would," re plied Johnny. But One. Senator Harlan has written but one editoral for his pa per. This one was prefaced with the remark: "This newly discovered the ory militates against the inflexible demolition of the repeated consaDK-,-.;n;r " Tim man serine editor tola. him to go off and fish. What becomes ol the iSoiis of the Sue- r. . cessful Men. Next to the inquiry: What bo- comes of the pins? an interesting question would be : What becomes of the sons of successful men? A few men aud a few firms are in iha lands of the founders : but these are exceptions. The old name and the old trade cenerallv lins into iha rands of others. "Do you see that man shoveling in coal? Well, his children, and children like his, will jostle your pampered sons and rule this land." said an old New Yorker the other day. The old names have ceased in the pulpit. The famed men of the bar seldom have successors. The eminent juriots carry their hon ors witn tnem to the craves Mer chant princes are obliterated. The reason is clear. Fathers laid the foun dation of business one wav and the sons build another. Men who earned their fortunes by hard work and dili gence, ana who Knew sixteen hours toil bv personal attention, who were their own book-keepers, salesmen. ashiers, and often porters, are fol OLwed bv sons who do as little as pos sible ; who delegate to others all the work they can, and who know more of the road than the ledger. Fa. mous hotel men were gentlemen, of intelligence, men who were the equals of the best in the land, and never sunk the gentleman in their trade. Young men, who fling; the example of their sires to the winds, find itO easier to squander a valuble name, rnn through a fortune quicker than it was earned, and find themselves, while young, at a pointfroia which their fathers started. One" thing is quite marked in New York. It is the fact that the heavy business get ting into the hands of foreigners. The heavy importers, the great bank ers are foreigners, and much of the trade of value is slipping out of the hands of the Americans, as the trade of England got into the power of the Lombards. Xeic York Letter to 15 s'.oa Journal. -v..- O Thr Labor Reform' Party of Ten nessee hit the right nail on the head when they put the following pream ble to a set of resolutions which they adopted. Thev sav : "The present unnecessary finan cial calamity, the results of a combi nation of Eastern capitalists and monopolists to rob labor and impose burdens and" hardships upon the laboring and producing classes of the West and South together with the experience cf the past few yearsl leaves with us no longer any hope that the Eastern bondholders, cap italists and monopolists w ill consent to such material changes in our finan cial and transportation system as will secure to the Western and South ern working-men the fruits of their industry." How to Marry. When a young woman behaves to her parents in a manner particular tender and re spectful, from principle as well as nature, there is nothing good and gentle that may not be expected from her, in whatever condition she may be placed. Were I to advise a friend as to his choice of a wife, my counsel would be, "Lookout for one distinguished by her attention 'and sweetness to her parents." The fund of worth and affection indicated by suc'i behavior, joined to the habits of duty and consideration thereby contracted, being transfered to the married state, will not fail to render her a mild and obliging companion. A man who had recently been elect ed a major of militia, and who was not overburdened with brains, took it into his hea 1 on the morningof par ade, to exercise a little by himf-elf. The field selected for this purpose w as his own apartment. Placing him self in a military' attitude, with his sword drawn, he exclaimed: "Atten tion, company ! Rear rank, three pa ces, march !"' and he tumbled down into the cellar. His wife hearing the racket, came running in, saying, "My dear, have you killed -ourself! "Go ibout your business, woman," said the hero; "what do you know about war A new use for old papers is sugges ted by The Scientific American. Carefully attached with strong flour paste, in four or five thicknesses, to the walls and ceilings of cellars, and these lower regions are rendered frost-proof. The more air spaces under the paper, the greater the pro tection from the cold. As a prepa ratory measure it is necessary to sweep away all loose dust and sand. A case is mentioned where roots were safely kept by this precautionary measure in the crllar so open that aforetime it had frozen even when banked. now She Felt. Marm, what du ye teink Sal told Ned Bobbles last night when he was sparking her?" "Shut up, child! what are you talk ing about?" "No but, I hearn her, I did. She told Ned Bobbles last night she kinder felt " "Hush, vou little rascal 4 Hush, or 1 11 take the skiff off !" and poor Sally looked as red as a boiled lobster. "O, git out. S:il I will tell : She toia ea Robbies she kinder tickled tu !" felt scared and 0 Warming Cold Boiled Potatoes, Slice and put them in a basin with ja little milk or water, some cream if you have it, and a little salt. Let it remain on the stove until it is thoroughly heated through, stirring often to prevent its sticking; a bit of fish left from a former meal or some beaten egg is a nice addition to it What He Fends. The Chief of Police of Memphis has taken a. cen sus of the "roughs" and finds that, of one hundred and thirty-six, aj but three survived tht epidemic. O V!- 0 O O o o r.. O O O 0 0 o c O O O o O