T ti rr EBA VOLUME 1. LEBANON, LINN CO., OREGON, SATURDAY, APRIL 9, 1887. NUMBER 0. E I -' r ft tiltc Lebanon fiJxptwsi. (laanart every Palur lay.) jTn. btink ro, - - v bijhhkm tUM OF SimsrHOTIOS: One Year Six Month . . . ti on " Three Month (Payable Hi advance ) Titans or AhVKKTISINn: II-cm1) One mnwre. first Insert Inn Kach additional Insertion f no i ao (Uk'hI) 1-oeal Notice, per Hue 1"' cent Regular advertisements Inserted uion (literal terms. .1011 riUNTlXC: AH descriptions of Jon I'rtut i ujar dene on short untie. I.fioil Klanls.rir. itlHrs, cushiesa t nr Killhead, letterheads roster eti-.. executed In g.l style ami at lowest hvinn prlee. Cigarettes anil IHcturea. There is a suggestion of lechery In certain windows in this city which ought to be dealt with by the societies who aim to suppress noxious literature. This objectionable display is to bo seen in a majority of all the w indows of the cigar-shops, and especially those in which cigarettes are tor Bale. It is com posed entirely of the figures of young women, who are seen posed in 'every conceivable shape which (wniiis or af fords a lascivious suggestion. The purpose of this is plain. The smokers of cigarettes are almost wholly composed of boys and young men, who are necessarily of a susceptible age, and on whom it is intended bv these pictures to produce something in the nature of a conviction that the smoking of these products is somehow a part of the voluptuous exhibition. The feeble-minded noodle who pulls the cigarette smoke of burnt papers and tobacco through his nostrils associates with each exhala tion something of the sensuousness of the window exhibitions. The dreamy eyes, the suggestive lips, the naked, well-rounded limbs, the exposed bust, and the languishing pose of the figures all become unconsciously a part of his cigarette habit, and he is doubly demor alised once by the enervating practice, and again by the libidinous promptings of the meretricious display. The whole thing, both the smoking and the painted invitations in the wiu dows, is a deplorable debasement. It is a sapping of the slender stock of virility of the youth who offer the incense of the cigarette at the shrines of these aemi-dude voluptuaries. There is noth ing about it, either in the effeminate smokers or the painted sirens, that is manly, robust, or strengthening. It is a mistake to tolerate these gaudy pre sentations, to permit them to influence the weas souls and prurient natures of the class that they reach. The seduction offered by the window exhibition has a tendency, in connection with the vice of cigarette-smoking, to produce a class, lascivious in thought, salacious in imag ination, rickety in brain, and feeble, marrow less, and exhausted in body. It may be that it would be well to inter pose no obstacle to this degradation of a class, and it would be well, providing the damage could be limited to those now affected. They would in lime dis appear, and society would be relieved of their presence. "Unfortuuately. their nee is contagious; they communicate it to others, and thus their existence is perpetuated. Let the society having in charge the matter of obscene literature and similar ttamaging products take this condition into consideration. There is certainly in it an evil, and a growing one. It may be possible that when a caliow and incontinent youth can no longer be stimulated by amorous suggestions when he buys his cigarette he may cease to patronize it. Chicago Times. How to Head. Nobody can be sure that he has got clear ideas on a subject unless he has tried to put them down on a piece of paper in independent words of his own. It ia an excellent plan, too. when yon have read a good book, to sit down and write a short abstract of what you can remember of it. It is a still better plan, if you can make up your mind to a alight extra labor, to do what Lord Stafford and Gibbon and Daniel Web ster did. After glancing over the tide, subject, or design of a book, these , eminent men would take a pen and write roughly what questions they ex pected to find answered in it, what difficulties solved, what kind of infor mation imparted. Such practices keep ns from reading with the eye only. fliding vaguely over the page, and they elp us to place our new acquisitions iu relation with what we knew before. It is almost always worth while to read a thing twice over, to make sure that nothing bas been missed or dropped on the way, or wrongly conceived or inter preted. And if the subject be serious, it is often well to let an interval elapse, ideas, relations, statements of fact are not to be taken by storm. We Lave to Steep them in the mind, in the hope of thus extracting their inmost essence and significance, if one lets an interval pass, and then returns, it is surprising bow clear and ripe that has become which, when we left it, seemed crude, obscure, aud full of perplexity. All this takes trouble, no doubt; but, then, it will not do to deal with ideas that we find in books or elsewhere as a certain bird does with its eggs leaves them in the sand for the sun to hatch and chance to rear. People who follow this plan possess nothing better than ideas half-hatched and convictions rear ed by accident. They are like a man who should pace up and down the world in the delusion that he is clad in sumptuous robes of purple and velvet, when in truth he is only half covered by the rags and tatters of other people's east-off clothes. John Alorley. Edison says that no experiment which he has tried at niht ever failed. Now what we wane to know is, did Mr. Edi son ever try at night to find the matches in his bare feet without disturbing any of the furniture or stubbing his big toe against seventeen different obstructions, blaut Haven Aew. CAJOLKU 11 V A WOMAN. An Incident In tha Experience of a Reeret Service lietectlve. In the summer of 1804 complaints were made to our bureau that some one was shoving" bogus shin pi asters in the neighborhood of Green Hay. A good many hundred dollars worth of the currency was lot loose all at once, and 1 was detailed to proceed to Wis consin and work up the case. It was settled before 1 started that the "stuff" had been printed from plates made by an engraver known to in as Slick Sam." His right name was, I believe, George Disstou, and he was then in State prison on a long sentence. It was pretty certain that the plates had fallen into the hands of some of his puis, and were being made use of in a lively man ner. It was probable that the priming was being done in Chicago, and that an agent" had struck Greeii Hay to un load. Upon reaehing.tho place mentioned I found that almost every branch ot trade had suffered, aud pretty soon I was able to show that most of the bogus money had been passed Uxin them during one week. Then they began to hunt up sales aud romembur buyers, and it was settled that the "shover" was an old fxsyhaired man named Newell, who ivod on a farm a few miles away. lie had purchased dry goods, notions, hard ware, drugs, and almost e 'erything else, navimr shinilaters which ap peared almost new. Jt was plain to me, ! after getting thus far, that he had i bought his bogtts money outright of ' some agent, or had sent to parties in ! some city lor it, I swore out a warrant for him, took the cars to within four miles of his house, and accomplished the rest of the way on foot. lie lived in the woods, in a log house, and hud but a few acres cleared. Evidences of toverty and guiltlessness could be found on every baud. I was quite certain that I saw him about the door of the house while I was yet some ways off, but when I reached it th door was shut and tio one was in sight. However, after I had done some lively rnppiug a muscular woman about 30 years old otened the door and inquired my business. I re piled that I was an agent from Chicago and desired to see her husband. She invited me in, believing, as I meant her to believe, that I had come as the agent of the counterfeiter. She stated that her husband was off tiuuliug, but would be home soon. After we had talked for half an hour or more the woman's demeanor suddenly changed. What aroused her suspicion 1 can't sav, but 1 saw that she looked on me with ilistrust. Thinking that the plain way was the best way I told her who I was and niy erraud. "So you are a detective, come to arrest my husband!" she called in a loud Toice. 1 sought to calm her. and had instant success. She settled down in her chair and said she had been execting it for weeks, and that her husband must make the best of the situation. She shed tears and seemed much affected, and as the time passed and I wanted to go out and hunt up Newell she excused his con liued absence and kept me seated on the plea that he must soon show up. 1 had been there two hours when we heard a voice shouting for help While 1 ran out doors she rushed into the other room. 1 passed half-way arouud the house to find the old man hanging head downward, hands on the ground and feet iu a small window four or five feet up. Atier I had released him and taken him into custody I found that he tiad run into the room when he saw me approaching the house. When the wife raised her voice it was to warn him who I was and w hat brought me there. He climbed out of the window to escape, but iu his descent his trousers caught on a nan and held him fast. The wife was detaining me iu order to give him a good sunt, but it turned out that she was only prolonging his sufferings. He stood it until he could bear it no more, aud then called out. The case against him was so strong that he made no de fense, and received a sentence of sij years. UUioU Free lYess. The Hand of a Thief. The present rage for palmistry recalls an incident which occurred half a dozen years since at Bar Harbor. There were J staying at ono of the hotels a pretty i young widow from Baltimore who was j versed iu the secrets of chiromancy and a young Kentuckian who was par ex cellence the lion of the season. Tha widow tor some reason or other had taken a whimsical dislike to the popular southerner and hardly acknowledged an acqu lintauce with him; yet he one day ventured to ask her to read his mind, as she had already deciphered the palms of half the people in the house. They lady first demurred, but at length thiuking, as she afterward ex plained, that it was simpler to do as she was asked than to contest the point,she requested the gentleman to show her his hand. He did so, and, with an involuntary start of surprise and a frankness which was evidently genuine, she exclaimed: "Why, it is the hand of a thief!" As the interview took place upon the piazza in the presence of a group of boarders, the position of the young man was a sufficiently awkward one, but he did not tlincii. As the lady checked herself in evident confusion he responded with the most perfect tact and self. control: "Ah! Thank you. That suggests to me a means of making my way in the world that had never occurred to me; and since the war we southerners have to be on the lookout for opportunities." His ready wit saved the situation.and he was more popular than ever; but the interest of the tale is that two or three days after he was discovered stealing the diamonds of a wealthy dowager, and although the matter was hushed up as much as possible for the sake of the hotel and of the people who had in troduced the Kentuckian, it somehow leaked out that the rouge was an old offender and a thief long known to the police of New York and Philadelphia. Boston tost. "Well, Thomas, you say you have a recommend?" "Waal, yes, sah; 1 brought my fadah long to recommen' me; he's knowed me au my life, sah." harper's Weekly. A Nurse. A nurse, a simple uurao to the unthinking' On y a hiii, ami noihlnic bill a nml A patient uomnii In her round of duly. JL.iv iiir ami 'lying all unknown to fame. Only a nurse, a messenger of merey. An Ai'jrol aeni dim our snffi'ilnir rsce. Wlih qulei aiep ami iciclcr hioul of heiillnf, Uivlueat lly on her ircntle face. When all the world lies wrapt in quiet slum ber. Save th poor sufferer moaning on his bed. Whose walcbtut eye wlih Ctutallaii leva keep vtirll Thmuu h tha Ion night wltb silent, softened tread. Only a nurse. In Duly all unahrlnhlnai Hi f ire auch scenes nian'a aiouter heart would qualli B"e there 1 T al sweet, fair inrl In aortal trial Is at ber st, tier wl:l her oouraire fall. The fever we but terror-etruoli anonunter. Or fly before wih aeiflsli, cow nl dread; Whl e uurae ami doolor hnelen In the recoils And (land uutiliiohlng by the ill token bed. Hark I That weird bell an accident at mkt nliriu. The uurso and doctor, wakeful, eloee at hand. Who minister to auffertn or dyino-. The boaplial's ben to Utile bntidl There you or 1 may In our n-ed find re fu , With kindly help and lovlna-, te dorrxre; H'sp oi we itlve those brave, uuaeltlsh w uien. And nlitht and day remember tbem la prayer. Chambers Journal. in imminent ri:itiu The warm tropical moon threw Its rays down uou the sleeping h iarnd't, or country-place of Senor Don I'ablo Maria Gomes. The long line of white buildings, enclosing within them the ymlto or eotirt-yard, where the air was heavy with the scent of the orange blossoms and fragrant with the subtle odor of the limes, had in the moonlight a strange weird look, as though they were not real. The house itself was of but one story, and covered a wide expanse of ground. Unlit of alone, its windows, with their wooden bars, made it look something like a goal; and its severe outlines and sharp right angles gave little hint of the wealth and luxury within. For Don I'ablo was rich beyond almost the dream of avarice. He did not himself know the extent ot his wealth. Lying there in the moonlight, about a thousand yards from the great house, were rows of palm-huts, heavilv thatched, and in these were the sleeping slaves. His greatgrandfather had received the grant from the king of Spain, and with it an allotment of Indians, which prac tically covered all that the Hidalgo could capture. His son, I Km Pablo's grandfather, had been among the fore most to urge the iniHirlauce of negroes, and had added Isrgely to the labor force of the Esmeralda ranch. Well fed and well treated, the slaves had increased until Dot) I'ablo bad now no very distinct idea of how many he did own. In (slim of fact, just as iliey were parts of his enormous estate fifty one miles long by thirty wide which he had never seen, so there were men owned by him that he had never spoken to. But if Don Pablo did not know all. his daughter and only child. Donna Carmen, knew most of them. Mounted upon one of her horsoa, and aileiided by her peon, old Juau, she rode here aud there over the place, and knew almost every corner of it. To say she was almost worshipped by the eoiIe" is not to overstate the thing iu the least. Were any of them sick. Donna Car men would" eive them medicine; were anv iu trouble, to Donna Carmen they would go for comfort; it would be diffi cult indeed to say how many little On mens had been named after her. Wlieu then, Don I'ablo invited Don Luii Medina, a third cousin of his, to come to the ranch for a visit when his daue liter returned for the last time from the convent of Our Lady of Mercy, where she had been educated, all the women on the place rejoiced; for did they not know that their eenorita had been Octroi hed to Don Louis ever since she was ten years old, aud was not Don Louisas handsome and gallant a young feliow as you could nioetP Most assured ly he was. The older men, however, were not so well satisfied, holding, as they did. that Don Louts might Do, and probably was, all very well; but he was not. in their opinion, worthy of Donna Car men. The strongest believer in this view was old Juan, who had looked af ter his young mistress from the time she was a little baby, and who worshipped the ground she trod on. However, as Juan would have felt the same, no matter who came to woo, this was, perhaps, to be expected. To tell the truth. Don Pablo himself felt some what the same way, and therefore, list ened with great patience to old Juan's grumbling. But it was summer-time for the young people. Riding out in the cool morn ing, spending the hot noon on the wide piazza. lazily reclining iu that universal hammock of the Spanish race, filling up the evening with music, with merry talk, and joyous laughter, the days went swiftly by. Don Pablo would listen to the two, happy in his daughter's happiness, aud rccalliLg now and then, as he watched thein. the days when he went to see his Merced.is sne who died afu- a brief two years of wedded life, and left a void in her husband's heart, which had never been tilled. And now his Carmen was going to leave him; was thiuking more of her future husband than of her fath er, as that father believed. Is it any wonder that Don Pablo was not offend ed with old Juan? The moon went down, and you could faintly see in the darkness some dusky figures stealing towards the house. A dozen of them, all small, looking more like boys than men. Gathering around one of the windows, they worked at something in silence. By-and-by the wooded bars were taken out, and some of them stole into the room without a sound. A noise like a cry cut short broke on the ear, and then two figures passed through the window, taken by the watchers outside, and then the whole Sarty disappeared as silently as they ad come. Don Pablo and his guest sat at early coffee next morning, wondering greatly why Donna Carmen did not come. Call ing one of the women at last, Don Pab lo sent her to ask the reason. In a few momenta she rushed Into the room. "Senor, senoi t the sunorlta " "Well, what?" "The soiiofita ha gone!" Gone!" exclaimed the two men in a Lrealli. rising from their scats. "Gone where?" added Pablo. "Oil. senor, she's gone, aud the wtu Uow " Don Pablo rushed out of the room, followed by Don Lulls. The examination which followed dis closed but little, except that Douua Car men and her servant Manueln, who al ways slept iu her room, had disappear-eti-liow, was easily seen from I Ho open window and cut bars. There was no trace to bo found of tracks. Nothing else seemed to have been taken; simply, as the peon woman had said, they were "gone. ' Don I'ablo sank under the blow. He seemed as though he were in ifdreatu. He satin a chair staring vacantly before him, aud nothing they could do seemed to rouse I win. With Don Lmis it was different Calling Juan, who, by-the-bye. was nearly disiiacled, he asked him if they had any t-ynroa, or tiger-hunters, uu the estate. L'uruiiig there were two, he sent for them, and before long they came to hi in. Tail, thin, almost gaunt men, with more than one scar on their half naked bodies; their long, black hair twisletl up into knots on top of the head, wilh henvv long knives hung at the waist, aii'l in their hands the deadly blow-guns. They stood before the young man listening Iu his rapidly told storv. Then they begun their search. Quartering the groitud to and fro, thev examined every inch carefully, but Without mil resiiii. Had thorn ever been any trail, the peons trampling oyer it would have effaced it long before. At last the older of the two said to Don Louis: "Sriior, lot perts' (the dogs). "Wnat a fool I ami Here, Juan, bring the dogs here, and get that one of mine. All you ptople. go iu the house until we get the trail. Josefa, bring me some dress that your mistress wore." In a moment or two Juan came out, leading live dogs. Large, wilh heavy dew-laps, rather short legs, but long bodies, of a deep liver aud tan color, they were as beautiful specimens of the Spanish bloodhound us oue could see. Don Louis took the dress Josefs gave him, and calling the dogs, gave it to tlicui to smelt. This they did for some time. Then, leading them to the win dow, he let them loom. Generations of luau-hnniing had taught these animals what to do. Slowly, wilh their noses on the ground they circled round until at last oue of them lifted up his head and gave a pro longed bay. Instantly the others gathered round him, and after smelling lor a moment, repeated the sound. Then they started towards the canes, the tiger-hunters following them, and behind Don Louis and a dozen peons. Reaching the canes, the hunters found the trail, and examined it keenly for a few moments. "Senor, they are Mueyeas," said the older. "Are you suro, Pedro?" aenor." "It's near the great feast, isn't it?" ".S aenor next month." Don Louis hurried buck to the house to see Don Pablo, aud to tell him tha news. The Mueyeas wore, in the old Span ish days, the most dreaded of all the tribes in New Grenada. Highly civil ized, brave, and moat desperate war riors, the old histories are full of ac conuts of their raids. Like the greater part of the South American Indians, they worshipped the sun. and once a year held a great feast in his honor, at which they always had human sacri fices. No need now to tell the two miser able men on the hacienda why the light of their eyes had been stolen away in the night. Donna Carmen was destined to have her heart torn from her body as an offering "to the Great Lonl of the Sky, the Mighty One. the Kuler of the Four Pillars of the Earth lluana chint There would be warriors and pilgrims present by the thousand; there would be offerings of gold and precious stones, there would be solemn dances and hymns sung in honor of their god, and then the girl would be laid on the altar, and the white-robed priest would offer her bleeding heart before the shape less stone which was held in such rever ence. Small wonder, then, when Don Pablo heard the name of the Mucyea. that he threw off his apathy and prepared to fight for his own, lu a country where men habitually travel in a somewhat rough and ready fashion it does not take long to get ready for an expedition, and in less than an hour horses were saddled, mules packed, and Don Pablo, with Don Louis and some twenty mounted peons, ail fully armed, had started. As before, the dogs, followed by the tiger-hunters, went first, aud about ten yards behind these came the rest of the party. They passed through the cane patcii, struck the wide savannah, or grazing part of the estate, and towards evening came to the foot of the moun tains. Here they had a long consultation. The trail led right up the rocks, and Don Pablo knew that about two leagues in that direction would bring them to ground where the animals could not travel. Upon pointing this out to the guides, the older advised that the main road across the mountains should be taken, aud the parly pushed forward as fast as possible in order to intercept the Mueyeas in the valley beyond. This plan Don Louis strenuously op posed, believing, as he did, that the chance of losing them was too great. After an animated discussion it was finally arranged that Don Louis, with the dogs, one guide and seven peons, should follow the Indians, while Don Pablo, with the rest of the party, should try and cut them off Tying bands of cotton around the dogs, so that they could see them in the dark before the moon rose. Don Louis wrung the hand of Don Pablo convul sively, as the latter said to him: "If you cannot save her, my son, kill her, if you can. It Is better that a Christian maiden should die by tha hand of a Christian cavalier than that he should be offered up as a sacri fice to those hideous gods of the sav ages!" And Don Louis, ns he bent over to receive the other's blessing, registered a fearful vow lu his heart. Leaving the rest Don Lmis and his little finrty struck rapidly up the mount nlu-side. The road became rougher and rougher as 1 hey toiled up. the mules being barely able, wilh much urging, to keep pace with the dos. As for the tiger-hunter, be seemed insensible to fatigue, as he walked swiftly ahead of the parly. About half-psst one they cauiied, and, taking some food, lay down to rest At daylight the next morning they star.ed again. At the height they now found them selves, the scenery was inexpressibly dreary; the senny vegetation scarcely veiled the dark rocks; the mountains were everywhere split into the most fearful chasms and rifts. About noon that day they had to abandon the animals, and then began tha chase 011 foot. Climbing with feet aud hands up the rocks, they toiled on, and towards nightfall reached the high est point Here they canqwd again. Once more at daylight they started, and by two in the afternoon again reached trees. The guide, who had narrowly watch ed the dogs, came to Don Iuls aud to the Louis, party now. A word from Don and all examined their weasns to see that they were ready. Then onward ooca more. When the two girls. Donna Carmen and Manuela, had waked up only to find their beads wrapcd up in cloths aud themselves bound, their terror was extreme. Utterly unable to see any thing, they felt themselves lifted up. transferred from one to another, and finally tied in the chairs which the ludiaus carry on their backs. Then they were taken rapidly over the grouud, it being some eight hours after their capture before the wrap pings around their heads were taken off. As sewn as they saw their captors they knew what fate was in siore for them. Manuela burst at once into team, and loudly bewailed her fate, but Donna Carmen was ticrfectly still She rode along, praying constantly, although, wheti thought of her father and of her lover obtruded themselves, she had the greatest difficulty in keep ing back the tears. She talked to Manuela, trying to cheer her up with the hope of rescue, although toor girl, she had little belief in iu possibility herself. Beyond the fact that the men made long journeys, and the girls weft) very tired, they were treated well, aud fed with the best the Indians had. The' second night they camped In a little glade in the forest; the Indians slung a hammock for Donna Carmen, and spread a mat for Manuela, and then building a fire, begau to cook. Donna Carmen was lying in her ham mock, the tears which ahe had kept back ail day streaming from her eyes, while below her, on the ground, Manuela had sunk into a troubled sleep. Suddenly they were startled by the sound of guns, and six of tho Indian Found the tire sprang iulo the air only to fall prostrate. The next moment Donna Carman heard the voice of Don Louis as he dashed into tha open space sword in band. "Louis, Louis!" she screamed, and in a second he stood between her aud the savages. The tiger-hunter bounded into the lace, aud with his machete, or long nito. cut off the arm of a man who had just raised his deadly blow-gun. The dogs followed, and seizing threa of the Indians, fairly tore them ia pieces. In the meantime, however, two of them had got their blow-guns raised, and the two little darts flew through the air, one striking Manuela on the arm. and the other Don Louis in the cheek. It was their last shot, however, for, with savage yells, tne peons closed ia on them aud simply hacked them to pieces. When Don Louis was struck, he did not know it, and would certainly have died had it not been for the tiger hunter. Coming up to him he cut the arrow out, and was then going to suclc out the poison, when Donna Carmen, pushing him to one side, knelt down, and, applying her lips to the wound, saved her lover's life Not any too soon, however. It was two days before Don Louis was well enough to be even carried in a litter, aud before that time Don Pablo, with his party, guided by the other tiger-hunter, had joined them. Poor Manuela was buried in the woods. The slow journey back to the hacieada took nearly a week; but it was not more than six weeks before a bril liant wedding saw Don Louis and Donna Carmen made man and wife. It was then that Donna Carmen gave two of the hamdsomest Spanish guns that could be bought for money to the tiger hunters, one of which, preserved by the descendants of the younger, 1 saw when I heard the story. Tell Your Wife About It. I think it is safe for a man to tell his wife all he knows. And it is unsafe for him to keep her in ignorance of his financial a It airs, or in ignorance of any thing bearing directly upon her do mestic affairs. The judgment of most true wives and mothers is often remark ably good; better, iu many cases, than that of tiieir husbands. "Tell your wife," should be the husband's motto. No need to ask wives to tell their hus bands all they know. They do it any how. And this is no slur on them, for they have a right to. Zen as Dane, ia (Jood Housekeeping'. Justice Mansfield, of Vernon a. N. Y., is the oldest justice of the peace iu tha United States, being 91 years old. Aunt Maria on Rvnilaj Observance. Aunt Maria has been our cook for twenty years, and though she sometimes nods in the chimney-corner, shu ia not so old as to burn the roast beef or scorch the biscuits. Aunt Maria generally wears a bright colored handkerchief upon her head in the shae of a cornucopia. When she puts ou one as crimson at a scrap of sunset, nud very stiff with starch, she is in a talkative mood. At such limes she loves to sit iin an old horse-hair sofa in the corner of the kitchen, and tell what she calls, "Do tale my grau'daddy told uie w'en 1 wua a gaL During the Christmas' holidays Aunt Maria entertained her young nephew from the city with an oimismiih story, evidently intended to "point a moral'' through the medium of the sujajruat uraL "I'll tell you," she said, with an air of infinite instruction, "w'ata 'possum's like." ' "lie's 'bout twict de size ob a gro wed up cat an' he's gray an' sorter ehagvy, wid long wool, but nit ain't kinky like a nigger a. He's got fuel like a cat, an' his tail Is ex cl'ar ob ha'r c a hoop staff Dat's da doscribcmeiit ob hint. "He's a powerful deceivin' animal. He acts jest like he's dead wlieu he ain't He lays 011 de grouu' quietsouie es a corpse, an' dey ain't uuthin' kin beat bis decoiviuuisa. "1 know some humans dat plays 'possum ter keep from gwiu ter work, au' 1 ain't got no-use for such trash. "A fat 'possum is better eatin' dan a roas' pig. He's greasy au g-od ter de tase. Some people rutlier chaw ou de bones ob a 'poeeuiu dan de meat ob a rabbit "Dar's a mighty big difTrunce 'twin a 'possum an' a 'coon. 'Coon meat is a heap slrongerter ua taste dan 'possum meat, au' dey dou't favor wuu auudder eunv ways. "bar's a teetotal difTrunce 'twixt all de auimil. I'm gwm ter sing a song fcr you dat do ctlllud folks sius 'bout de coon, de 'mm-uui, an' de rabbit" Without further preface. Aunt Maria plunged into the liveiiealof tune, which she sang in a somewhat era. ked but very energetic voice. The words of the chorus were these: Di race -u laie irol a rln all 'roiio'. An' - 'poesuin lull go lar, e ratdd' u,' 't no mi! al all, llui a e i! liuix-h uu Ini'r. Aunt Maria's Oelighted listener asked her enthusiastically losing something els-. "I'm oblecued lor you. honey," she replied with evident gratification, "but I'm fleshier dan 1 use ter be, an' l'se ITol do usiualict in my dust, i'ne afeard ter sing, 'cept wuust 111 a while. But I'll tell you a taie dat my grau'daddy told uie Isml a man dat used ter hab de wickedness ol liuutni' on Sundavs. Grau'tiitildy aaol de man he w as a nigger man Hal nuzn't converted by bapliziu' loileiud liuutni' fcr a bisnesa all de days ob de eck. au Sundays too. "He wuz a big 'possum-hunter. He went out wuu Sunday mte w id a gang ob dogs ter hunt fcr se.-uins. "Aller awhiln de dogs got on de trail ob a 'immmjiii. an' treed uu. De dogs wua a good w ays ahead ob de man, an' he called ter do 111, an' kep' tlvui baying al de true tel he come. "When he got dar he seed a big w'te thing civeriug up de limbs of de dee. He tuk his ax. au' struck a heaby lick inter de tree, an' cul hiioown. But 'iwaru't a live .'jxevuui he ootched, J if! de gvse ob wuu! . "Do eperit spoke ter him an Bed: 'Muuday nite, Chuseday nite. Wensday nile. Thursday nite, rid ay nite. Sad -uay nite, Huudny poor 'poaauin cau't git no res'. "Den de gose pitched on him from de tree, au' wrapjH-d him an' his dogs up in a sheet Au' w'en dusiierit tinwoun' hit de dogs run ned olfau nebb. r wux seed uo mo' by nobody. Du man went home, au' tuck ter his b-d au' died. "An' 1 b'lieves de killiu' wuz done by de Lord, 'case de hunter man nebber minded w'at de good book acs 'bout da keepin' ob du Lord's day." WUUam IL Uay ne, ia Southern Uivvwic a- The ltoatl to l"rop-erley. The history of the last fifty years of business in the United States teems with the same lessons. There is no royal road to prosperity. The heights of permanent success can be attained only by steady climbing, step by step, over toilsome aud often very rugged paths. There are very few strong business concerns in this country that began on a large scale. Nearly all started with but little capital and worked their way to their present dimensions and power by thrift, industry, aud perseverance. In the days of their weakness the founders of these houses were taught by experi ence how to overcome the difficulties they encountered. Even the tew enter prises that started in a lame way that have proved successful have been found ed and managed by men who gained their wisdom and skill by long service in building up similar undertakings from very small beginnings. As a rule men of this kind succeed in what they under take, because they combine prudence with enterprise, and never venture be yond their depth. From Uie Manu faclurera Record. Methoda ul au Inventor. There is a president of a tool-building company in one of our eastern cities who is a thorough mechanic and a suc cessful inventor. In oue of the draught ing rooms is a table with square, rule, pencil, and a few other appliances al ways on it Perhaps this table may be visited three or four times a day by the president, who will jot down figures, draw a few lines or make a sketch. He may not come for several days, and lie may work at the board or table for several hours at a lime. At last the work is thought out aud its elusiveness is fixed by the penciling. The result is then properly drawn, patterns are made, the castings are finished, and the ma chine is completed. All this is the pro cess of thought-growing, lasting per haps for weeks or mouths. During that incubating time the idea possessed the inventor in as true a sense as that he possessed the idea. Probably no merely literary effort required greater devotion to its subject, more intense thought, or more exercise of the reason and judgment Boston Budget. M1MKITVO LINKS. Little bed-post bu rung by elec tricity are now used to waken sluggards in Belgium. A blind citizen of Steubenville. Ohio, claims to be able to tell the color of a horse by the sense of touch. Kaiser Wilhelin Is economical. He uses a second time nearly all the envelopes of the documents addressed to him. It is said there is but one building in tha cily of Buffalo, N. if., to-day that conforms exactly with the building regulations. A steamer with a stirring screw has just cut the water that rolls 'twixt Dover and Calais in fifty-eight minutes. That is how far England and Franca are apart Arizona has but ten counties, and Pima la the oldest of them alL It was settled by European, aud it early history makes up the annals of Arizona for more than 160 years. Gen. I toper A. Pryor still wears bis hair long and still carries himself like a soldier, but he is notably stouter and dresses leas like a Virginian and mora like a Broadway man. Zigzag lightning seized by the camera of AL Mousette, iu Paris, proved to be a spiral The streak cork-screwed its way from the cloud instantly to the much-smitten earth. T. A. Edwards, of Union City, Erie county. Pa., owns a live while robin. It was captured young in the spring of 1&85. and is a robin in structure, song and habits everything but plumage. The Kov. Dr. J. G. Aimstrong cf Atlanta, tho somewhat sensational preacher who strongly resembles Wilkes Booth, has abandoned the pulpit and gone into the life-insurance business. Miss Nellie Nevada Moore is the chief architect aud builder of a charming house In which she lives near Pittsburg. She wears trousers when doing men s work, but when that is over she dons skirts again. The retail grocers of Winnipeg. Manitoba, have formed an association for mutual protection, especially agaiust local grocery aud provision peddlers, and the system of retailing carried on by wholesale dealers. A Vienna writing-master has written forty French words on a grain of wheat that are said to be easily legible for. good eyes. It has been placed in a glass case and presented to the French Academy of Sciences. Children playing in the bed of Silver Creek, right in tne city of Siiverton. Ore., found a piece of gold-bearing rock very ricii in the precious metal, aud now there is a gold craze among the in habitants of the little city. Senator Butler of South Carolina is said to strongly resemble the face of Commodore Perry as depicted In the painting in the capital at Washington. Commodore Perry was Senator Butler's uncle on his mother's side. Dr. Boyd-Carpenter, Bishop of Ripon, when laying a corner-stone recently was invited by the architect to become an oerative mason" for a few min utes. "No." said he, "I cannot become an operative mason; but I aiu a work ing Carpenter." The emperor of China's new throne in Shanghai is to bava its foundation and peOeslai made of gold bricks, and the sub-prefect of Sociiow has sent to Pekin 3.0m pieces of solid gold bricks, of the ordinary shape of clay bricks, for this purpose. ' Judge Tuur.ee of "Fool's Errand" fame bas invented a harness for borses which does away with leather alto- gether, aud consists entirely of brass and steel. He bocs to make a fortune out of his patent to reimburse him for his losses in publishing the tnlmeuL There bas been formed iu London an association 'Tne Society for the Pre vention of Hydrophobia aud the Ro fortu of tho Dog Laws" having for its main object the enforcement of a better control over dogs. One of its methods will be to accomplish the destruction of dogs of low degree. Stonewall J a at Manaaaaa. I never was clow t. turn on the field of battle but once that was on the hill not far from the Henry house, at the first battle of Manassas. He was ex tremely pale, but his eyes glared with an unnatural brilliancy. It was on that occasion that Col. Baylor of Aug usta county rode hurriedly up to him and said: "General, my men are arm ed with the old flint-lock musket and not half of them will fire.'" He replied: "If you will examine it you will find that old musket bas the best bayonet in the world. Use the bayonet, colonel." In a short while the federal troops be gan to give way. and it is possible that this circumstance turned the tide of bat tle. I have seen the statement some where that Gen. Bee said to him. "Gen eral, they are beating us back." and Jackson s reply was: "We will give them the bayonet, sir." This may be true, but it is probable that the remark made to CoL Baylor was afterward claimed to have "been made to Gen. Bee. I will never forjret the terrific fighting that evening about 3 o'clock the roar of artillery, the screaming, bursting shells, the rattle of small arms. The smoke "blinded roe; I stoop ed low to see how to lead my men. Wo were almost exhausted, and burning with thirst Beauregard galloped by; this gave us some hope, and we cheer ed him and pressed on. The federals fought desperately. At last I saw Jack son, and 1 felt safe, for his presence al ways inspired his men with confidence. That evening he was shot through the bridle-hand. Gen. Imboden approach ed, called his attention to the fact and suggested surgical aid. Jackson said: "It Is a mere scratch, sir." His hand was bound up with a sash, he continu ing on the field until the engagement ceased. He then repaired to the place where the wounded had been collected. The surgeons were busy, of course. One of them, seeing Gen. Jackson, ap proached and offered him assistance. The general insisted that the surgeon attend to those who were more seriously hurt than himself, saying he preferred watting until the private soldiers were relieved. Southern Bivovaa.