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Vol. IT. MA.RSI-i:Frj3LX), OB., SA.TTJRX)A-Y, SEPTEMBER'll, 18SO. !No. 37.
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A OHIVi-cin-o In lloxpllullly,
A good many yours ngo two young
inon,. lolin iiml .lames. Boston boys
both, wore follow clerks, on ICilby
shoot, Hoslon. .loli it wont (o Chicago
in Hh miulily days, prospered, married,
ruined a family, and oro his head
grow gray boeiiino u well-to-lo, sub
Htnnliiil citizen, opon-linmled and
opon-hcnilcd. .lames remained at
homo. Ho, too, prospered, married,
raised a family, and became ono of
the 'solid moil of lloston." Now, it
fell out that when JoIiii'h oldest son
(thoy oallod him .Inch) was twoiily
onc, ho visited lloston, bearing a let
tor to his father's old friend, whom ho
found in a dingy Pearl-street counting-room
(loop in tho Advr.rthrr. Jack
presented tho hitler, and stood, hat in
hand, while the old gentleman road
it twioo.
"So you art) JoIiii'h iron?' said ho,
"You don't look a hit like your fnth-
or." 1 lion tlioro wan a pause, Jack
Mill standing.
"What brought you to Boston?" ho
WHS MNkcd.
Well, nir(" said Jack, "father
thought 1 had hotter see his old
homo, ami got a laslo of nail air."
"doing to ho hero ovor Kund.iy?"
"Vex, nir."
".My pow is No. , at Trinity, ilopo
to see yon there, dlail to havo mot
you." Ami hero tho interview ended.
Now, it ohaneed that, not long after,
James' hod roving through tho Wont,
reaehod Chicago. Ho roniemhored
hiw father's Irioud hy mtmu ami hunt
t'd him up in hi olllee.
"Well, my koii?" said a pleasant
voieo heforo ho had closed tho door.
".My naiuo is James , sir, ami I
thought "
"Why, you don't mean to nay Of
course you are. I might havo known
it. WIuto'h your baggage?"
"At the hotel ! We'll go and get it.
iiml tako it right up to tho house,"
answered tho genial old gentleman,
Hosing his ditak with a vigorous kIiiiii.
"We'll go right up now. There's
plenty of tlmo for a drive thin after
noon. This evening you can upend
in company with my girls, ami to
morrow you and 1 will tako a run
out on tho Chieago, Hiirlington and
Qiiiuoy ro.id, and have a look at tho
country. Thou I want to tako you
out to tho stock yard, and havo a
trip on tho lake, and"
"Hut Kir," hrokoin the overwhelmed
young man, "I must go homo to-morrow."
"Tut, tut, my hoy, don't talk that
way. You can't begin to sco tho city
under a week, and you're, going to
stay that long, anyhow." And ho
did. In fact, bo's there now.
A I'uiiiliKi Incident.
A touching incident of tho Irish
famine is told hy the Diihlin Mail, as
follows : As tho executive committee
of the relief fund wcro ahout to hold
their mooting, two little hoys, half
nuked, travol-stalneil anil barefooted,
nought admission to the castle, stating
that they had walked all tho way
from Skibboroon, county of Cork, to
plead for help to pay their father's
rent.
Not in the least abashed, they told
their htory. Tlioy were thu sons of
Pat McCarty, near Skibboroon. The
times wore so had ho could not pay
tho "lint," and ho owed eight pounds,
lie could only sorapo together six
pounds.
Tho two children, who had scon re
spectively twclvu anil fourteen Hum
mers, thought thoy would auk tho
good Duchess of Marlborough to givo
Muddy" the two pounds.
Away thoy started for Dublin. The
journey, upwards of 200 miles, occu
pied three wooks. Nor draco grati
fied them by promising to solid their
father tho two pounds,
Tho poor lit t lo follows seemed
dumbfounded. At last, innate rever
ence cinio to tho rescue, and tho older
of tho two gavo tholr native henedio
lion, "God hloss your ladyship."
They wore then taken to tho
clothes-room and thoir tat tared gar
ments changed for now suits. Hav
ing been regaled with a substantial
dinner, (hey woro brought before tho
ladies of tho couimitleo, who reward
ed tho bravo adventurers with a pock
etful of silver.
On tho samo day, adds (ho paper,
Mr. Fitzgerald, Assistant Secretary of
Her draco's llollof Fund, wrolo tho
Ituv. .1, Wall, parish priest, enclosing
n post olllco order for two pounds,
payable to McCarty, thu father of tho
lioys,
Tun uvonigo yield of cotton on
the funiouH 3oii islands, near Charles
ton, H. (J., undor thu hIiivo system
was from b(.) lo 100 pounds to tho
aoro. With freu labor it htm boon
increased to 'M) pounds, nnil tmmu
jduntorn Itiut your hud a not lirollt
of .flOO pur ituro.
'!. 4i3iii-IIoIiI lollio Young ,11 on
Last October, just before tho elec
tion in Ohio, den. darlleld delivered
a speech at Cleveland, in tho course
of which ho used tho following lan
guage. Head it, young men, and re
lied on the truth it contains;
"Now, follow-oiti.oiis, a word before
1 leave you on the very evo of tho ho
ly day of dod, ii Hi moment to conse
crate ourselves llnally to tho groat
work of noxt Tuesday morning. I
see in this groat audience to-night a
groat many young men, young men
who are about to cast thoir first vote
I want to givo you a word of sugges
tion and advice. I hoard a very bril
liant thing said by a boy tho other
day up in ono of our north-wester"
counties. Ho said to mo, 'dcneral, I
havo a great mind to vote the Demo
'emtio ticket.' That was not tho bril
liant thing. I said to him, 'Why?'
'Why,' said he, 'my father is a Repub
lican, and my brothers are Republi
cans, am! I am a Republican all ovor,
hut 1 want to bean independent man,
and I don't want anybody to say,
'That follow votes tho Republican
ticket just because his dad docs,' and
I have a mind to vote tho Democratic
ticket just lo prove my independence.'
I did not liko the thing tho hoy sug
gested, hut 1 did admire the spirit of
tho boy that wanted to havo some in
uopeiidenco of his own.
Now I toll you, young man, don't
vote the Republican ticket just be
cause your father votes it. Don't vote
the Domociatic ticket, oven if !io does
vote it. Hut let mo givo ono word of
advice, as you aro about to pitch your
tent in one of the groat political
camps, Your life is full and buoyant
with hope now, and I beg you, when
you pitch your tout, pitch Mt among
the living and not among the dead.
If you are at all inclined to pitch
among tho Democratic people ami
with that party, lot mo go with you
for a moment while wo survey the
ground wheru
1 IIOI'I! VOU WILL .VOT HIIOIITI.Y mi:.
It is a sad place, young man, for you
to put your young life into. It is to
mo f.ir more liko a graveyard than
like a camp for tliu living. Look at
it! It is billowed all ovor with the
graves of dead issues, of buried opin
ions, of exploded theories, of disgrac
ed doctrines. You cannot live in com
fort in such a place. Why, look hero!
Hero is a little double mound. I look
down on it and road, 'Sacred to tho
memory of Similiter Sovereignly and
tho Drod Scott decision.' A million
ami half of Democrats voted for that,
but it has been dead fifteen yoirs
died by tho hand of Abraham Lin
coln, and hero it lies. Young man,
that is not tho place for you.
Hut look a little farther. Hero is
another monument a black tomb
and beside it, as our distinguished
friend said, there towers to tho sky a
monument, of four million pairs of hu
man fetters taken from the arms of
slaves, and I read on its headstone
this: 'Sacred to tho memory of hu
man slavery.' For forty years of its
infamous lifo tho Democratic party
taught that it was divine God's in
stitution. They defended it, they
stood around it, they followed it to its
grave as a mourner. Hut hero it lies
dead hy tho ham! of Abraham Liu
coin. Dead by tho power of tho Re
publican paily. Dead by tho justico
of Almighty dod. Don't camp there,
young man.
Rut here is anolhor
a 1.1-rri.i: ruiMiiosi: tomii
And I reail across its yellow face, its
lurid bloody linos, these words. 'Sa
cred to tho memory of State Sover
eignty and Secession.' Twelve mil
lions of Democrats mustered around
it in arms U keep it alive; hut hero it
lies, shot to death hy the million gnus
of tho Republic. Hero it lies, its
shrine burnt lo ashes under tho blaz
ing rafters of tho burning Confedera
cy. It is dead I I would not havo
you stay in there a minute, ovou in
this balmy night air, to look at such
a place.
Hut just heforo I loavo it I discover
a now-niado grave, a littlo mound
short. Tho grass has hardly sprouted
ovor it, and all around it 1 sco torn
pieces of paper with the word Mint' on
them ami I look down in curiosity,
wondering what tho littlo grino is,
ami rend on it; 'Sacred to tho memo
ry of tho Rag Baby nursed in tho
brain of all thu fanaticism of the
world rocked hy Thomas Ewing,
doorgo II. I'ondloton, and a few oth
ers throughout the laud.' Hut it died
on tho 1st of January, 1870, and tho
one hundred and forty millions of
gold that dod made, ami not fiat pow
er, lie upon its little carcass to keep
it down forovor.
Oh, young mail, como out of that 1
That is no place in which to put your
young, life. Oumo out, and como over
nto this onnip uf liberty, of order, of
law, of justice, of freedom, of all that
is glorious under theso night stars.
Is thoro any death horo in our camp?
Yes! ycsl Thrco hundred and fifty
thousand Koldiors, the noblest band
that ovor trod tho earth, died to make
this camp a camp of glory and of lib
crty forovor.
Hut there aro no dead issues hero.
There aro no dead issues bore. Hang
out our banner from under tho blue
sky, this night shall swoop tho green
turf under your fuotl It hangs ovor
ourcoinp. Read away up under tho
stars the inscription we havo written
on it, lo! theso twenty-five years.
Twenty-fivo years ago the Republi
can party was
MAItltli:!) TO MIIKHTY,
And this is our silver wedding. A
worthily married pair love each other
better on the day of their silver wed
ding than on the day of thoir first es
pousals ; and wo aro truer to Liberty
to day, and dearer to our God than
wo woro when wo spoko our first word
of liberty. Read away up under the
sky across our starry banner that first
word wo uttered twenty-fivo years
agol What is it? 'Slavery shall nev
er extend over another foot of tho
Territories of the great West. Is that
dead or alive? Alive thank God for
evermore! And truer to-night than
it was at tho hour it was written I Then
it was a hope, a promise, a purpose.
To-night it is equal with tho stars
immortal history and immortal truth.
Como down Iho glorious steps of
our banner. Kvory great record we
havo made wo havo vindicated with
our blood and our truth. It swoops
the ground ami it touches tho stars.
Como thoro, young man, and put in
your young lifo where all is living,
and where nothing is dead hut the
heroes who defended itl I think those
young men will do that.
Gentlemen, wo nro closing this
memorable campaign. We havo got
out enemies on the run ovcrvwhoro.
And all vou need to do in this noble
old city, this capital of tho Western
Reserve, is to follow them up and fin
ihh it hy snowing tho rebellion under
once more. Wo stand on an isthmus.
This year ami next is tho narrow isth
mus between us ami perpetual victo
ry. If you can win now and win in
1SS0, then the very stars in their
court-os will light for us. The census
will do their work, and will givo us
thirty more freemen of'tho North in
our Congress that will make up for
the rebellion of tho South. Wo aro
posted hero and tho Greeks wcro post
ed at Tbermopyltu. to meet this one
groat barbarian, Xerxes of tho isth
mus. Stand in your places, men of
Ohio! Fight this battle, win this
victory, and then one moro puts you
in safety forever!"
HiikIInIi'n .lIorlKfiiKe.
Tho reply mode by the friends of
W. II. English to tho startling record
of foreclosures on poor men's homes,
recently published in tho West, is
that tho transactions woro really for
the First National Hank of Indianap
olis, of which ho was President, tho
suits being biought in tho name of
English for special reasons. Tho
facts aro just the opposite. Mr. En
glish used tho name of tho bank when
ever ho could, as a cover for many of
his transactions of this nature. His
defense falls before tho fact that tho
National Hanking law forbids banks
taking real estate as original security
for any loan. Tho mortgages woro
all of what is known as tho "cut
throat" kind. For instance, mortga
ges aro frainod which woro given to
secure several promissory notes, with
tho condition that if at any time
thoro was a failuro to meat cither
principal or interest of any note
when it became due, all (he subse
quent notes woro also to bo declared
duo on that account, and forclosurcs
on all provided for, with interest and
attorneys' fees on each note. Tho
record shows that Mr. English was
prompt to tako advantage of all such
conditions whenever tho property
was worth taking. Several hundred
poor men in Indianapolis and vicin
ity can testify to the fact that tho
foreclosure business was run on En
glish's own private account ami under
his own immediate direction.
W.M. CitKVint, n pnrolcd prisoner
from Elinini Hoforiniitory, sprung
from u third story window to avoid
being arrested for having broken his
parole. In less than twenty minutes
lie died. On examination it was
discovered that bo had broken bis
neck. His mother, wlto is a hard
working (Senium widow, when in
formed of bis death, took tho two
remaining children, and fervidly
clasping thoir bands, said : "Then
lot tho good Lord bo thanked for
-lie iiuucv shown in at last taking
inv wayward boy from (ho paths of
iniifcliiof." Wliilo saying this the
tears full fast.
AMONG THE HILLS,
A lV;rlc union;; IMulurmuiue
mill It nnil No-iick on (lie
rVorlli Coon St Ivor.
Ill all pursuits and vocations of life,
among all classes of people, and in
whatever clhno they dwell although
it may bo the loveliest spot on the
face of the cartli when summer rojls
round nnd tho fields waving grain
aro in tho miday of their glory, the
silken ears of tender corn tho finest
when . roasted, and the frolicsome
trout with avidity snaps at tho artifi
cial fly.it is then that tho city, and
tho country, pour forth thoir throngs
of humanity, which, each tired of his
so-called hum-drum mode of life,
goes to seek relief from daily cares in
now scones and in new faces.
Recognizing the invigorating and
beneficial infiuenco of such excur"
sions, a party consisting of seven
Marshfieldites took passngo, last week,
on tho steamer Jkrlha, Ed Runnel,
captain, for thu forks of the North
Fork of Coos river, lo spend a week
in hunting, fishing, and, in fact, doing
tho many attractions which were hold
forth as an inducement for a visit.
The sun was just sinking from sight
behind the tree-tops when wo arrived
at our camping ground in a grove of
fine maple trees, whoso thick foliage
served alike as a shade to repel the
hot rays of tho sun, and as an um
brella to turn aside tho showers of
rain. All camping articles were soon
brought from tho boat, our tent
pitched, and our fire startpd in the
placo where others had been kindled
before by thoso who had visited this
favorite camping ground. There was
something in tho scene, the bright
fire, the many figures flitting to and
fro, at onco novel and comical. We
were all "cooks,"and, notwithstanding
the old adage that too many cooks
spoil tho broth, our supper was ex
cellent, and was seasoned with a bit
of the romantic which, together with
a sharp appetite, made it, if possible,
more palatable. When wo finished
the hour was late, and as soon as pos
sible we spread our blankets by tho
firo and "turned in." Through the
openings in the trees tho stars shown
clear and bright, and with the State
of Oregon at our backs, tho brilliant
heavens for our canopy, and the trcsh
air for a narcotic, ono surely ought to
havo been able to sleep. Rut on the
contrary, "wo found mother Earth an
uncomfortable bedfellow and it was
long ere wo fell asleep.
Rising early next morning, finish
ing breakfast and putting camp in
order, wo sallied out with our rod to
try tho troul and havo a look at the
surroundings. Ve wore more than
satisfied with tho prospect, and ment
ally came to the conclusion that we
would havo trout in abundance for
supper. And so we did.
Strange as it may seem, yot is nev
ertheless a fact, that it is only within
tho last few years that it was known
that trout abounded so plentifully
in our many snnll streams, and it
is only very recontly that angling has
become a recognized sport. Our
scenery, too, remained unnoticed.
Nothing romantic was seen in tho
tall crags and ragged peaks on our
seasido ; no charms in the deep cav
erns and many other curiosities
that studded tho shoro of old Ocean.
Or our picturesque mountains, down
whoso rugged side (lowed tho littlo
brook, now gliding through forests of
dark and stately firs, whoso realm of
silence liait novor beon broken snvo
by tho wild bird's note, tho oik's shrill
whistle, or the gurgling sound of sonio
small stream as it leaped from tho
sombre shades into tho sunlight
there was no beauty in such scones as
theso. Hut now it is a pleasure to
visit such lovely spots, becauso, by
comparison with othor places and the
necessity of some place to spond a
few slimmer days, has revealed their
worth and plc.isuro-giving capacity.
Tho weathor was delightful, and
tho first, second and third days passed
oil' very pleasantly. Tho product of
our rods was a largo number of lino
trout, but that of our rilles was yet to
bo found. Accordingly, thrco of tho
party that night wont down tho mot
to Mr. .lames Rook's, whoro door was
said to bo plentiful, so as to bo early
on tho ground in tho morning. Suc
cess attended their ellbrts, and thoro
woro two deor loss in the woods whon
our party returned.
T'.iaro was joy in camp that night,
for trout had censed to bo a luxury,
and tho slaying of the deor was hailed
with delight. Puns and jokes innu
merable woro gotten oil", some with
so fine a point that it had to be
put to a microscopic tost to bo sure
as to its identity or as to whether it
was a point at all. It had mined the
night heforo, and tho threatouiiig sky
proiuitcd another shower; onu of the
party therefore suggested that wo take
advautngo of the kind offer of Mr.
Rainy, who lived but a short distance
away, and shelter tho ladies under his
hospitable roof. Rut the punster un
feelingly remarked that things would
not bo benefited by such a course, for
if it was rainy here and it would bo
Rainy there. Of course, after this,
nothing more was said, and that
night we searched out tho soft side of
tho boards in the school house floor,
upon which we stretched our weary
limbs. Falling asleep, wo dreamed.
Dreamed that wo were riding on the
back of a largo buck deer, which sud
denly jumped with us over a frightful
precipice. We screamed and franti
cally clawed the air, but receiving a
terrific whack in tho ribs, we awoke,
and heard tho voice of our bedfellow
remark : '"Hy thunder! can't you be
content with kicking a fellow out of
bed without trying to scratch his eyes
out, too? What arc you yelling for?
It's time lo get up."
Everything was lovely until the
lust day, when one of our anglers had
the misfortune to fall overboard, or,
as his version gives it, he "was jerked
ofT from tho boat by an enormous
trout a young whale, and dragged
for some distance under water." As
his rod was not broken, we arc in
clined to doubt the truth of the story,
but it was evident that he had been
in tho river, or had got wet in some
manner, ns his clothes were sunning
themselves in front of the tent. Wo
went in to sco him. Wo saw him.
Hut would not have recognized him
if wo had not known who he was.
Our friend seemed very uncomfortable
in his short sleeved, milled night
gown, and "liko Patience on a monu
ment" ho was waiting for his clothes
dry.
Nothing further of consequence oc
curred, and the next day we again
boarded the Ilertha, and wcro shortly
after back home, having spent a very
pleasant time. For favors received
the party return thanks to Mr. Rainy
and wife, Mr. Cathcart, Mr. T. Blaine,
Mr. Frank Smith and mother, Mr.
Higgins, Mr. Green Ferin, Mr. J-iinc3
Rook, and other, all of whom contrib
uted much toward the pleasure of the
excursion.
INiriiom-M of file I-iiiocr:ilic
I'arly.
Senator Edmunds made a speech at
Vcrgonnes, Vermont, recently, in
which he reviewed the purposes of
the Democratic party. Their platform
says, and says truly, that the party
stands whcic it always did. If so, it
stands whore it did in tho rebellion,
for tho strength of tho party has al
ways been in tho South. Tho South
ern rulers deny the right of tho peo
ple to govern thenisclvcs.and propose
a Government by the aristocracy.
Now you would prefer the kind of
Government wo have to that, wouldn't
you? The Democratic party stands
where it did when it declared the war
a failure and tried to back down the
credit of tho Government. Almost
every Democratic Congressman voted
against the constitutional amend
ments which make every man equal
before tho law, and a majority of them
stand in tho samo position now and
will for years whether they carry
this election or not, for about two
thirds or three-fourths of them aro
composed of tho samo men who went
into tho rebellion. Of -12 Democratic
Senators, J50 aro from tho seceding
and other Southern States. Thoy
tell us with perfect freedom what
they proposo to do if thoy get control
of the Government. Thoy proposo to
pay tho southern warclaims,andsuch
bills aro now ponding. Pensions for
tho rebel soldiers will logically follow.
Everybody pays taxes nt the North.
Nine-tenths of tho only tax tho South
pays is tho whiskey tax and a littlo on
tobaoco. Thoy proposo to repeal the
whiskey tax as unconstitutional. Tho
North will havo to pay theso claims.
Tho winning side will havo to pay all
tho oxpenso. If you want to do this,
you had better voto .tho Democratic
ticket. Thoy may say Hancock was
a Union soldior and wouldn't stand
this, but Congress, not tho Prcsidont,
controls tho Government. Tho spoak
er touched brielly on tinaneo and (ho
(anil, hut remarked thnt (heso matters
aro trivial compared with what ho
first spoko of tho principle of tho
Domocratlo party that all men aro not
equal and that only a favored fow havo
the right to rule. Until the Democra
cy renounces this idea, it is unworthy
of confidence.
A Ni:w Jkiiskv farmer hoard a
strango noiso among his lions one
night, and bo fired a shotgun from
his bedroom window, i'lio shot
took ollcot, for in tho morning bo
found seventeen of. bis best hens
dutid from thooflbets of it.
A llar-oncm In Lore,
Chicago Times.
Raroncss Rurdot-Coutts has for ma
ny years occupied tho conspicuous
position of tho richest and most gen
erous wornnn in tho world. She has
built her churches, founded hospitals,
endowed colleges, supportcd.missions,
j and provided tho poor with model
tenement houses. Having been born
a woman instead of a man, and bred n
christain lady, she couldn't spend her
vast income betting on the wrong
horse at tho "Derby," or cultivating
the acquaintance of roguo-ct noir at
the continental watering places. She
couldn't even smoke, nnd she was de
nied such modest means of wasting
her substance as the London clubs
nfibrd their members. Having no
husband, she was deprived of the sim
plest and most efficacious way of dis
possessing herself of her wealth. In
fact she was obliged to practice a sort
of Ranting system on her bank ac
count lo keep it from growing un
weildly. A large portion of her fortune and
the celibay that guarded it, she owed
to the same person. The Duchess of
St. Albans knew what sincere affec
tion and what wealth of tenderness
adventurers feel for rich women, and
trusting her beneficiary's good taste
to prevent her from marrying an
Englishman, she conditioned her be
quest on her beneficiary's not marry
ing a foreigner or a naturalized citi
zen. The Duchess' confidence in the
good taste of her beneficiary was not
misplaced. The Baroness has reach
ed her sixty-seventh year and is still
described in legal documents us a
spinster. But not even British con
sols and city property in London can
avert the dart of Cupid, and the Bar
oness, now in the full maturity of
womanhood, and with a capacity for
feeling that misses of thirty or forty
years are entire strangers to, is wildly,
madly, passionately in love. More
than that, she is profoundly, ecstati
cally, and tumultuously beloved.
There is a charm about a maiden of
sisty-six that is as irresistible as it is
indescribable. Very young women are
flighty and fickle. A man cannot be
sure when one of them tells him she
loves him but that she may tire of
him after ten or fifteen years. But
when a girl of sixty-six years thiows
her arms, devoid of useless adiposel
matter, around his neck, and tells
him she'll love him as long as she
lives, he feels sure, if he has looked
lately at a table of expectations of lifo,
that the chances aro in favor of her
keeping her word.
It is hardly necessary to mention
tho nationality of this lady's lover.
Of course he is an American. He is
twenty-nine years old. There is a
charm about an American of twenty-
nine that is as irresistible as it is in
describable. A whole generation of
English bachelors havo been trying
(o win the Baroness Burdet-Coutts,
but without success. They meant
well, but they wcro Englishmen ; of
course they couldn't succeed with so
sensiblo a lady as tho Baroness. But
she meets a young American, sho
makes him almoner of her bounty,
and as his American characteristics
bcconio ono by ono known to her, the
bame of affection hursts forth in spite
of tho fact that if the conflagration
isn't quenched it will dostroy a largo
part of her property. Sho doesn't
check it, although her check is good
for millions, she lots it burn, nnd en
joys tho novel and delicious sensation.
There must bo an immenco amount
of extremely dry and highly combus
tiblo matter in the bosom of a girl of
sixty-six, and it may readily be im
agined that when tho touch of Hy"
men is applied to such a tinder box
! the resulting flames will defy, as they
do in this caso.tho interested efforts
at extinction put forth by tho Baron
ess' relatives and friends, who fear
that hor mnrriago will impair their
prospects of being roincmbered in her
will.
The Baroness nobly resists all these
selfih appeals, and listens only to tho
promptings of her heart, niaturo, yet
palpitating with tho excitement of her
first lovo. Every Anioriean will wish
happiness to her and to her Ameri
can lover, in spito of his serious error
in being naturalized. Nothing is
moro beautiful, and fow things aro
rarer, than to sco two hearts, aged
twenty-nine nnd sixty-six, respective
ly, bent as ono, and when tho young
gentleman, who has been living on a
salary paid him by his lady lovo,
promises to endow the Baroness Bur
dotCoutts with all his worldly goods,
tho spectacle will bo woith going
somo distance to see.
A nkw doparturo bus beon taken
in tho Univorsjty of Paris. Hereaf
ter tho study of Latin will yield its
position of proud prominonco in fa
vor of French literature.
A Iloy'n Composition on 2irl.
Girls nro tho most unaccountablo
things in the world except women.
Like the wicked flcns, when you havo
them thoy ain't there. I can cipher
clean over to improper fractions, nnd
the teacher says I do it first rate ; but
I can't cipher out a girl, proper or im
proper, nnU you can't cither. The on
ly rule in arithmetic that hits their
case is the double rule of two. They
arc as full of the Old Nick as their
skins can hold, and they'd die if they
couldn't torment somebody. Whon
they try to be moan they nro as mean
as pursclcy, though they nin't as
mean as they let on to be, except
sometimes, and then they nrc a great
ileal meaner. Tho only way to get
along with a girl when she comes with
her nonsense is to givo her tit for tat,
and that will flummux her; when
you get a girl flummuxed sho is as
nice as a new pie. A girl can sow
moro wild oats in a day than a boy
can in a year, but girls get their wild
oats sowed after a while, which boys
never do, and then they settle down
as calm and placid as n mud puddlo.
But I like girls first rate, and guess
all the boys do. I don't care how ma
ny tricks they play on me and they
don't care either. The hoity-toitiest
girl in tho world can't always boil
over like a glass of soda water. By
and by they will get into the traces
with somebody they like and pull as
oteady as an old stage horse. This is
the beauty of them. So let 'em wave,
I say ; they will pay for it some day,
suiving on buttons nnd trying to make
a decent man out of a fellow they
havo spliced onto ; and ten chances to
on if they dont get the worst of it.
Fasted 39 Days nnd Xlicn Died.
The "slnrve-as-you-please rnco" of
Dr. Tanner against time has called up
a reminiscence from Paris, Washing
ton county, Penn , which is well au
thenticated. In 1840, Thomas Ford,
aged 23 years, lived without food or
water for 39 days. Ho was . taken ill
and was unable to swallow either
solids or liquids. All the physicians
in the country round were unablo to
afford the slightest relief. On tho
evening of the 39th day he took his
sister's band in his nnd remarked
that she would not have to watch with
him much longer, thnt he felt worso
than ho had for several days past, but
thnt no mnn had ever fasted 40 days
but our Savior, and no man ever
would. He died that evening, leaving
a request that a post mortem be held
for the benefit of science, as he did
not want others to suffer as ho had
done. The examination was made,
and the physicians found the entrance
to the stomach closed up by a fungus
growth that it would have been im
possible to relieve him of oy an oper
ation. A Nad Scene.
Tha Empress Eugenie-, says tho
Tribmic, proceeded on foot into tho
South African valley whero her son's
body was found, following precisely
tho track taken by the officers vho
W"nt in search of the corpse. Tha
road was stony and rough, but sho
persisted in walking. In the distance
gleamed the white monument,
thrown into sharp relief by the dark
bnckground, but it only seemed to
cntch the eye of tho Empress when
she got to tho bnnk of tho Donga.
Then sho lifted her hands as in sup
plication toward Heaven, tho tears
poured over her cheeks, worn with
sorrows and vigils; she spoko no
word and uttered no cry, but sank
slowly on her knees. A French
priest repented tho prayers for tho
dead, and the servant, Lomas, who
had boen nn eyewitness, went through
the sad story of what had happened
last year. Tho tents woro pitched in
tho valley, and tho Empress stayed
in tho valley for two days.
niitNH Meetings.
Horo is Long John Wontworth'a
opinion of political mass meetings:
"As for mass meetings, or any other
kind of meetings, I tako no stock in
them. What can a man say that is
new? Tho press anticipates every
thing. Thoro aro no new ideas. If a
fellow strikes an idea at all, you print
it. Then it is telegraphed all over
tho country. Evorybody knows it by
heart. Tho day of tho orator is past.
It will not return. The orator may
do among the Indians, hut not among
people who read tho newspapers. I
am in favor of holding no meetings,
or very fow of them. Torches, uni
forms, badges, all that kind of things
are now euperllous. The average
voter doesn't caro for a speech. The
orators may as well shut up. I used
to speak mysolf, but have learned
bettor. Wo mint havo something
new before wo can do anything but
repeat oursclvos."