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•FCS THK troop -- - Alton l>«y to Sandwich Dent# _ n Mn4 t>. Snca Itivw. . .For patriarchs of the primal woodSp^f:W:' We sought with vain endeavor, g Attd then we f>aid: *Tlie giants- old Are lout beyond retrieval; • - t Thin pygmy f^owth the ax baa ap«M& la not the wood primeval. j "hook where *e 'Will, o'or vale and hill, mm idle are onr searches, Iter brp^d-gritheil nmp!<>s, wide-limbed oak%' CtonnnlfLl pines and birches! "Their tortured limbs the ax and saw ? ' Have changed to beams and treaties; They rest in walls, they float cn seas, Th«y rot In sunken vessels. ; ^ ' "This shorn and wasted mountain Ot underbrush and bowlder-- ' Who thinks to see ita full-grjwn tajpK^: Must live a century oklor." i. J t * At last to ns a woodland path, To open sunset leading, m Sweated the Anakim of pi net' Oui wiiaont wish excei ding. Alone, the level sun before, Below, the lake's preen islands, 33(iyon<l, in misty distance dim, The rugged Northern Highlands. Dark Titan on Ilia Sunset Hill Of time and change defiant! How dwarfed the common woodland Before the old-time giant. What marvel that in simpler days • 'Of the world's early childhood, V Men crowned with garlands, gifts, and Such monarchs of the wild-wood ? That Tyrian maids with flower and song Danced through the hill grave's spaoea, And hoarv-bearded Druids found In woods their holy places ? With somewhat of that Pagan awe,. \ With Christian reverence blendilpjf'V We Bawour pine tree's mighty arms ,, " Above our heads extending. • / We heard his needles'mystic rune, Now rising and now dyin , ,c As erst Poiiona's priestess heard:. ' The oak leaves prophesying.' , * Was it the half-imcons. ions moan Of one apart and mateless, The weariness of unshared power, The loneliness of greatness? Oh, dawn> and sunso'a, kn 1 o him Tour beauty and your wonder. Blithe sparrow, sing thy summer SOZtg His solemn shadow under 1 nay lightly on his slender keys, Qh wind of summer, waking, i For hills like these, the sound of B0M On far-off bcaches breaking 1 And 1st the eagle and the crow Bestonhis fctiil green branches, , »«' When winds shake down his winter S&C&W In silver avalanches. The brave are braver for their cheer, Hie stronger need assurance, Ih« sigh of ionging makes n- .t less : ~~ The Sssson of endurance. --John 0, W hit tier, in The Inde&niWit ' • THE WIDOW LEAKE AND OLD ; . VVATSOH. .N||»4I THOMAS COLQROT. T " we had such a delightful time at the ' Cfttinh this afternoon. Captain Harkness! I am so sorry you were not there. I should have enjoyed it very much indeed--if they had not all been trying to tease me about that old man Watson. I consider that an insult." lieturning from an "afternoon walk, my friend and I had met the pretty young widow--the music teacher in the village academy school--at her gate as she was re­ turning from church. She wore deep mourning, and was very fair to see as she smiled radiantly upon the handsome Cap­ tain; while she related her grievance, her face flushed and voice trembled with indigna­ tion. He soothingly murmered his regrets that any one should annoy her in such a manner, bowed, and we passed on. "You have made a favorable impression," I remarked, smiling. "Not I," he replied more seriously than the matter seemed to demand. "Tour friend Romer is the first man there." My friend Itomer was a young detective, while my friend Harkness was an agent for a Northern syndicate, and was prospect­ ing among the gold mines in North Georgia nnder instructions from his employers. Both the agent and the detective, however, admired the fascinating young widow, Mrs. Leake. I was writing up that section in a series of magazine articles, and was there making dry-piau negatives to illustrate inv work. ^ha& completed the artistic part ot ntt labor, and was going away when I met Bomer, whom I had known previously, and who insisted that I should remain until he had captured a certain desperado he was in pursuit of. when he would go with me. Mr. Bandit DuPree did not, however, prove so easily caught as the young detective had anticipated. Several daring robberies had been re­ cently committed in the West, and the leader of the robber band had violated the long-established custom of going still further West by coming East. It was known that he was in Georgia, and the de­ tectives were positive that he was some­ where on the lino of the North Georgia Bailroci *. Homer had never seen the mtm he was banting, and the fugitive had always been too sensible to leave any photograph within reach of the detectives," but they had a minute description of his robbership. He was a short, heavy man, of polite gen­ tlemanly bearing--iron-gray hair and beard ---dark eyes--scar on fore finger of left Land, etc., etc., and possessed a peculiar habit of closing his jaws together with a sadden snap every few momentB, when con­ versing earnestly." "I'll soon have him dead to rights," Mr. Bomer had 6aid with that self-confidence which is the making (and marring; of de­ tectives. All I need now is a chie. You will understand that all we need in oar business is a clue, just show us the lion's track, and we will find the lion for you. We don't need to have the animal himself pa­ raded before our eyes--we go to work and find him. This rascal is worth looking after, and I am going to earn that reward as » sure «« mr name is Jim ." "It's Junius on the hotel register," I re- minded. Mr. Bomer Worked indefatigably, but was "unable, he said, to obtain the desired clue. He traveled up and down the narrow-gauge mountain railway in vain. He made fru-u<U with everybody in the sleepy little towu from the distinguished Judge Grceu to the hotel porter, from the beautiful and ur complished Mrs. Leake to the negro Wtmh erwoman. He cultivated evejfylxxh .froru th« stiff and offish Colonels and Majors mound the Court House down the social scale to Old Watson--Mrs/i^ake's jn-t aversion uitd favorite workman--the hulf wilted wood- chopper and gardener for the village. Wat- non appreciated ine honor, aud in return often favored Eomer with more of his so­ ciety than he desire<|. The old wood-chopper had but one topic of conversation--the widow Leake. He , extolled her goodness, beauty, and riches unceasingly, and repeated many ex- tremely complimentary remarks which he declared he had heard the widow makfi_ to certain lady friends in speaking of the" young detective. s "I tell you, Mr. Kumor," old Watson would say, shaking his head gravely," she is dead in love with you, if they do call you a loafer. She knows better,* aud if you Wanted to marry, there is no better chance round here for a poor young man."\ He repeated this so often that Mr. Jtomer began to be of the same opinion, ^id to call at the widow's neat little cottage so , often that his professional business suf­ fered in consequence. It soon became generally known over the town that the widow was "going to throw herself away on that loafer," for as such they regarded him. To all appearances the wedding would have taken place, if certain disclosures had not been made in which, of all unsuspected persons, my friend Capt. Harkness, who a few weeks ago was apparently a total Stranger to the gay young widow, was to ty an important part. It was discovered t the "widow's" husband was alive and * in excellent health, and that,while mourned ••deadin public, fee was kissed and ca­ res-cd and treated to elegant little late suppers, prepared by the "widow's" own 'fair hands, in private. But we must go jbock a little in oar story. - V- 1 " "I think I have my clue at last," said Bomer to me one day, as we sat in his irooni. "Have you ever noticed that some­ thing like a secret understanding appa­ rently exists between Harkness and Fan-- Mrs. Leake and this old fool Watson, who I do not believe is half so great a fool as he [Would have everybody believe. But I ean- ifaot believe Fannie would deceive me," he concluded, despairingly. - "Of course not." 1 replied, though I considered it highly probable. "You are only jealous." Is t. ~.ot strange how we can sometimes i : , i . j stand in Mind ignorance directly upon the ~ 'jbriuk of a great discovery? How we can hold in our hands and admire the -beauti­ ful floral piizzle-card which only requires to be held to the light and viewed in a certain way to become a ghastly death's head! It was so with Bomer, but he was groping for light at last--only his love blinded him. Time passed on. and nothing came of his wild suspicion. He spent much of his time in love's gentle dalliance in the widow's cozy sitting-room. He climaxed his stupidity by taking her fully into his confidence, telling her everything concern­ ing his business, and of his suspicions as to Capt. Harkness. It was certainly a dan­ gerous proceeding. Even old Watson pos­ sessed more discretion that this smart young man-hunter at this point, and Cautioned Homer that "Missns Leake was" an awful talking woman'*1--but the love- Sick detective chose his own course. It really, began to appear to me that there might be something in Romer's sus- ibicions concerning Capt. Harkness. He pore a striking resemblance in many re­ spects to the outlaw, as described by the 'detectives, and if not the jobber himself he might possibly be the robber's friend, watching the detective--but the widow-- who was she? Old Watson continued to work about the village as usual, but he was getting lazy, and confined his labors more and more to 'Mrs. Leake's garden, which he made to blossom like a rose. ' I actually believe the old idiot is in love with Fannie," said Bomer, laughing heartily. "I told her so this afternoon, but she ruffled up and informed me icily that dhe considered that an insult." "But you can't always know a woman's heart by her words, for while she 'considers it an insult' to mention old Watson to her, I saw them tete-a-tete over a pleasant little ^dinner yesterday." "Tom* you lie!" he exclaimed, springing jto his feet, but I was the quicker, and he ^apologized. I then gave him the particulars of all I had chanced to see, through a half- open window, from a rear street. He went away very much downcast and fearfully jealous--but very humble. He was unable, however, to break with (the widow. Her financial attractions were especially strong just now for the impecu­ nious young detective, as his "house" was becoming dissatisfied with him, and it might soon become necessary for him to seek another situation--so they were to be married directly. The widow's order at the village millinery store were not so large as would have been expected under the circumstances. "I will run down to Atlanta to,-morrow for such things as I need," she exjdained to Bomer. I mentioned tin* fact in an idle conversa­ tion with Capt. Harkness the same after­ noon Romer told me of her contemplated visit, and he became at once very much in­ terested. "Ah, Captain," I exclaimed, laughing, "it is entirely too late for vou to come in now." 1 "I don't know that," he replied seriously. "Going away, is she? And that old fellow Watson is also going 'down inter Gwinnett to see his darter,' as he informed me this morning. A strange coincidence, isn't it?" I was alone in my loom that evening after supper when Romer entered hastily, very much excited and very angry, asking: "Will you act as my second, Tom?" I suppose I am the first man since the world began who ever said no to such a re­ quest, but I said it promptly and decidedly, and demanded an explanation. "It's that sneak, Harkness--" I omit a rare collection of "long-continued" exple­ tives. "I called to see Fannie just now-- door standing open--Harkness sitting be­ side her on the sofa--old Watson in the room, and another fellow 1 didn't know. Fannie sent me word into the hall that a previous engagement with Captain Hark­ ness would prevent here seeing me. What sort of treatment is that from the woman I am to marry next Sunday?" Just at this moment Captain^, Harkness walked into the room, calm and smiling as usual. Romer had his pistol in his hand, but I sprang between them in time to pre­ vent a tragedy--or a bad shot. "You are a pretty friend--you scoundrel!" shrieked Romer to the land agent. "And you are a pretty detective--only lacking experience and common sense," replied Harkness, carelessly, seating him­ self. "Just put up your gup, and let us give you a few instructions. We must take Captain DuFree and his wife to Atlanta to­ morrow. I will give you half the reward." "Who are you?" cried Bomer, in undis­ guised amazement. "Samuel Bowie," said HarkneSs. The explanation was evidently satis­ factory. It was all clear to Mr. Romer in a moment. He saw himself in a moment as Harkness had seen him during the last month--a love-sick lx»y in the hands of the very man and woman he had been sent to run down and capture. "Well, what nave you done?" Bomer finally asked. "I have arrested Captain DuPree and his wife, recovered a large amount of money and jewelry, and obtuined -Some valuable papers. The precious pair are safe enough in the waiting-room below. You can come down and see them, if yon like." We went, but we knew just whom we would see before we entered the room where sat, securely ironed and guarded, Hi;- beautiful m-A rHmed -Mrs. L«-ake and her htiHlmud'--old WatHon, the woodchopper aud gardcuer. I* 1H« C*l*r of the Hun Blatl It limy I HI aikatl, what feuggofited the idtm tlmt Win miu may l>«i blue rather Until miv iitliui' no lor V My uwu at ten tion lirm diNwiiui tUw way many y«*iN nun iiiuuMUting the heat and IIMM IfMNi ditlurunt part* of the NUU'N ILBLT It IN KNOWN tliat tho son Iihn mi tttini»Hti)i«r«v of its own, which temper* Ha iitiat/aud by cutting off cnrtaMi^radmtiMjHi^Mil not others, pro* familiar wlift. These lines we custom- arily Htudy in eoniuiftion witb the ab­ sorbing vapors of Nodium, iron, and so forth, whicli produce them; but my own attention was particularly given to the regions of ab^orptiou, or to tke color it caused; and 1 found that the sun's body must be deeply bluish, and "that it would Bhed blue light but for this apparently colorless solor atmosphere, which realty plays the part of a reddish veil, letting a little of the blue appear on the center of the sun's disk where it is thinnest, and staining the edge red, so that to delicate tests the center of the sun is a pale aquamarine, and its edge a garnet. The effect I found to be so important that, if this all but visible solar atmos­ phere were diminished by but " a thiol part, the temperature of the British Islands would rise above that of the torrid zone; and this directed my at­ tention to the great practical import- ance of studying the action of our own terrestrial atmosphere on the sun, and the antecedent probability that our own air was also and independently making the really blue sun into an apparently white one.--Prof. Langley, tf% Science. WASHINGTON'S FAllLIt Talk About a Queer Old Print Tliat Vaed to Be i'opular. "Yes, that is a very interesting print, and quite old," said John Sartain when questioned in regard to an engraving entitled, "Washington's Family Circle," which may be yet seen in some old houses, or in, out-of-the-way barber shops or old print stores. <:I cannot recall the name of the painter of the original picture," continued Mr. Sar­ tain, trying to jog his memory. "I hare such a poor faculty for names I am afraid I shall forget my own. It was painted in 1794, and engraved by David Edwin, a very noted workman-- a stipple engraver. At that time he was doing journeyman work for the artist who painted it. Edwin told me an odd story about the original paint­ ing. While it was in the study of the painter, the yellow fever broke out in this city, and the artist and Edwin re­ moved to Burlington, N. J., and the picture, which was quite large, was taken up by them on the river in a row- boat. The day was very breezy, and Edward related the very ludicrous difficulty they had to keep from cap­ sizing, the painting catching so much wind. They made their journey with m,uch difficulty, and only by rowing in the eye of the wind." The;, engraving is the first of the series Of "Family Circles"of Presidents, and represents Washington, Martha Washington, young George W. Parke Curtis, Eleanor Parke Curtis, and William Lee, the colored body-servant who has so miraculously survived so long and in so many different places. The scene ie an interior looking out to a veranda aud the distant Potomac* Young George Curtis stands on the left; beside him is a globe. Washing­ ton is sealed. One of the ireneral's hands is on the jboy's shoulder, tli6 other on a table, on which is stretched a map of the future city of Washing- tori. Mrs. Washington sits at the right side of the table,'luid is pointing to the map with her fan. Behind the table is Eleanor Curtis, standing, and to l/er left and in rear of Mrs. Wash­ ington the colored servant, Lee. Wash­ ington is dressed in r gimentals with top-boots and spurs on, and is looking benignly toward Martha, who has a sharp, business sort of expression on her face, and at a distance the out­ spread map appears not unlike a.deed, and Mrs. Washington's action with the fan and tout ensemble would seem to say: "George, I won't join in the sale of this property." On one corner of the table is the General's hat, doubled up and resembling very much a huge r»t. It and the servant's face are the two conspicuously dark, black objects in the engraving. The youug children of the group, as every historical student knows, were Mrs. Washington's, by her first husband. "Edwin was a noted engraver," said Mr. Sarlain. "I wrote a life of him. He did some very good work. That which first brought him into promi­ nence was an engraving of Dr. William Smith, the first provost of the univers­ ity, or rather acadepy then, from which the university! sprang. Dr. Smith was a noted edWationalist, and invited out from England*by Dr. Benja­ min Franklin and nthpra to take charge of tho old academy. Shortly after his introduction here a portraifcof him was painted by Stuart; this was engraved by David Edwin, and so favorably impressed Stuart that he thereafter gave him all his work. "In regard to the Washington family circle engravipg, there are two of them; the later one was engraved by my son from a picture by Prof. Scheassle, to whom he gave a commission to paint it. In this painting and engraving the family group is reversed, but contains the same persons and similarly dressed. Mrs. Washing: on has the Bame large, white cap on, the General the ruttied shirt and dress, but minus the spurs. The body-servant is depicted entering the door in the rear, and the scene does not look out on the river. Prof. Scheussle's painting was an admirable composition, perhaps a little too small. The engraving from this was very popular, and great numbers were sold. This class of subjects, Lincoln's family and Grant's, are very popular. It is not often, however, the original one of the Washington group--either my son's or Edwin's--are met with. "Napoleon crossing the Alps" was a noted engraving done by Edwin. The original of this was painted by David, and was in the collection of Joseph Bonaparte at Bordentown. While there one night it fell from above the mantel where it hung, and was pierced by the arms of several candelabra, which stood on the mantel, and was badly injured. Afterward it was . re­ stored. Napoleon in this picture is very slender, as in Hondon's statue. When he was a young man and First Consul he was slight and had a hungry, vulpine, but wonderfully powerful ex­ pression."--Philadelphia Times. # Animals as Barometers. I do not know any surer way of pre­ dicting the changes in the weather, says a correspondent of the Cincinnati En­ quirer, than by observing the habits of the snail. They do not drink. But imbibe moisture during a rain and exude it afterward. This animal is never Bonn abroad except before a rain, when you will see it climbing the bark of trees and getting on the leaves. The tree snail, as it is called, two days before rain will climb up the stems of plants, and if the rain is go­ ing to be a hard and long one, then they get on the sheltered side of the leaf, but if a short rain, on the outside. Then there are other species that be­ fore a rain are yellow; after it blue. Others indicate rain by holes and pro­ tuberances, which before a rain rise as large tubercles. These will begin to show themselves ten days hefovva rain. At tli6 end of 6&oh t!ib6rc!^* i® § nnrA which opens when the rain comes to than usual, pemcuuks squalling at sight, mice squeaking or greese washing, you can put them down as rain signs. Nearly all the animals have some way of telling the weather in advance. It may be that the altered condition of the atmosphere with regard to electric­ ity, whioh generally accompanies changes of tho weather, makes them feel disagreeable or pleasant. The fact that a cat licks herself before a storm is urged by some naturalists as proof of the special influences of elec­ tricity. Man is not so sensitive. Yet many feel listless before a storm, to says nothing of aggravated headaches, toothaches, rheumatic pain, and last but not least, corns.--Scientific Amer­ ican. Grant's Freedom from Anxiety. From "Keminiscences of General Grant," by General JameB Harrison Wilson, in the Century, we quote the following: "I was with Gen. Sherma^i the night before he began his march to the sea, in camp near Gaylesville, in the northeastern corner of Alabama, to which point lip had followed Hood from Atlanta in his counter movement to­ ward Tennessee. I had recently ar­ rived from the Valley of Virginia, whence t hud been sent by Gen. Grant to recognize and command the West­ ern cavalry. After disposing of the bus­ iness of the day we spent the evening, indeed most of the night, in front of a comfortable camp-tire, chatting about the recent campaigns and considering the details of those yet to come. One by one the staff officers had withdrawn to their tents, for Sherman was 'an owl' always ready to make a night of it, and tliey saw that he was well un­ der way toward it upon that occasion. A dark and solemn iorest surrounded us, and a dead silence had fallen upon the sleepy army; not a sound except that of the measured tread of the sen­ tinel in front of the General's tent dis­ turbed the quiet of the night. Twelve o'clock had come and gone, and 1 o'clock was at hand, wheii there came a pause in tke conversation; then a moment of reflection on the part of Sherman, whose deeply-lined face and brilliant, sleepless eyes I see now as plainly as I did then, turned towards and (lighted up by the led glare of the blazing logs, and bright with intelli­ gent and energetic life. Then came a quick, nervous upward glance at me, and then came the remark: 'Wilson,I am a great deal smarter than Grant; I see things more quickly than he does. I know more about liw, and history, and war, and nearly everything else t|ian he does; but I'll tell you where he beats me and where he beats the world. He don't care a d = for what- he can't see the enemy doing, and it scares me like h- !' And the vig­ orous and graphic speech is the best description of the fundamental charac­ teristics and differences of the two men I have ev^r heard. It shows not only a profound self-knowledge on the part of Sherman, but a profound, com­ prehensive, and discriminating estimate of the personal jieculiarities of Gen. Grant; for it is true that the latter was never scared by what the enemy might fee doing beyond his sight. He gave his best attention to learning the position, strength, and probable plans of his adversary, and then made his own plans as best he might to foil ^ overthrow him, modifying or changing them only after it became clearly neces­ sary to do so, but novery lying awake of nights trying to make plans for the enemy as well as for himself; never countermanding his orders, never countermarching his troops, and never annoying or harassing his subordinate commanders by orders evolved by his imagination. He never worried over what he eould not help, but was al­ ways cool, level-headed, aiai reasona­ ble. never in the least excitable or im­ aginative. He always had the nerve to play his game through calmly and without agy.external exhibition of un­ easiness oi^ anxiety; and this was con­ stitutional with him, pot the result of training, not altogether of reflection. It was his nature, and he could not help it. The sanguine and nervous elements were so happily modified, blended, and held in check by the lymphatic element of his temperament that he could do nothing in a hurry or a heat, and, above all, it was impossi­ ble for him to borrow trouble frpm what he did not know to be certain, or could not change." Monkeys' Family Life. Among other mummals the female element wields the scepterj in family life, but in the realms of apes the male is invested with the sovereign power, not by general suffrage, but by the right of force. The oldest and strong­ est male of a troop proclaims himseli chief and leader, after having van­ quished alljiis competitors. , The long­ est teeth and the strongest arms de­ cide in the question of supremacy. All those who show reluctance to submit are chastised until they come to rea­ son. To the strongest belongs the crown; in his sharp teeth resides his wisdom. This ferocious tyrant under­ stands his duty as a leader, aud per­ forms the nam A with dignity. His subordinates (Utter and fondle "him in everyway. As rt genuino l'aslia, he ac­ cepts thin roHpm i with a kind of lan­ guid acquioHceiioe. In return he watches carefully over his vassals, and shows a continual anxiety for their wel­ fare and security. He orders and di­ rects minnto details in daily life. The female nionkoy gives birth to one young one, very seldom to twins. The new-born monkey is a little, ugly crea­ ture, bare of hairs, with spindling limits and a repulsive, senile face. But the mother is passionately fond of her monster, and caresses and nurses it with renftrkable devotion. She does not leave it for a single foment, she pressed it 1O her heart, rocks it to and fro, takes the utmost care to keep it ab- sclutsly clsan. In ths first ̂ rlod of Hfo the baby is apathetic and almost in- absorb and draw in the moisture. In sensible, but begins gradually to play other snails dee_p indentations, begin-1 with urchins of its age. The mother is x * v i..x " * ' a patient observer of the first steps of ORIGIN OF POPULAR PBBASES. ANGEL WITH INVESTED TOBCH. Thanatus and Hypnus (Death and Sleep) Were twin brothers, children of Night, and grandsons of Chaos and Darkness. These brothers often appear in company, the former (called Mors in the Boman tongue), usually bearing a reversed torch, and the latter a poppy stalk or a horn, out of which he is pour­ ing some liquid, called by the poet "The dew of sleep." The former em­ blem, to those who know how the an­ cient torch was extinguished, is very significant. "Putting out the light" is the signal for the final repose, and the angel with the reversed torch bears the last message to all the children of Earth. A WHEEL WITHIN A WHEEL, This phrase undoubtedly had its or­ igin in the Bible. In Ezek. L, we find the exprssion, "a wheel in the mid­ dle of a wheel." The revisers of the Bible have adopted the popular phrase, "a wheel within a wheel," whether as a more correct transcript of the original Or in deference to the common phrase is known only "to themselves. NO ONE TO LOVE. - The author of this once popular song is at present a resident of Washington City. He is 40 years old, and, it is as­ sarted, wrote the song many years ago, under the following circumstance?: He was in love with a beautiful girl^ and the day was fixed for their marriage. In the interval between the engage­ ment and this date the war broke out, and the young man enlisted. He was on the field when the time approached for his wedding. It was on the eve of a great battle, and that the first battle in which the young man was to take part, fie wrote to his sweetheart ask­ ing her to postpone the day of the mar­ riage until after the fight This she refused to do, and said if he did not re­ turn and keep his. part of the agree­ ment'she would consider tho engage­ ment off. The young man preferred to trust to luck in regard to the engage­ ment to being considered a coward in running away from his firat battle, and remained on the field. His lady-love, however, was so piqued at the 'refusal that she persisted in the rejection of his suit, and married another man. Inspired with the feeling of the deser­ tion the repelled lover wrote the song which has had such^. a wide run. He not only wrote the song, but he re­ mained true to the first love, and for some time, the story goes, he has been living with his mother in Washington. Not long ago, however, • his love's hus­ band died, and since that time he has renewed the acquaintance of the widow, who, though older than when he went to the war, is still charming. The old flame has, it is said, revived in the. fair widow's breast, and there is a good prospect of a match. STICK A PIN THERE. In an April (1385) issue of the Court Journal, Queen Victoria's official or­ gan, is the following item: "The Sheriff/}f Lancaster, at a pri­ vate audience which the Queen gave the Chancellor ot the Duchy of Lancaster, was pricked by the Queen. The Sheriffs for England and Wales were pricked by her Majesty at the Council on Thursday last, the 5th inst., and not liter it, «*» stated in tho Court Circular ibi* that date." The explanation of thp above is sim­ ply this: Every" year the Judges of Assize make return to the Queen of three persons for every country in En­ gland, from whom she is to select, one to serve as Sheriff of each county. When these names, written npon a sheet of paper are presented to the Queen, she takes in her finger a pin and'sticks it through one of them, being thus sup- po^d to indicate her choice--to make he" selection. The old phrase of "Stick a pin there," in such common use in the United States, especially throughout New England, must have taken its origin in this very ancient royal custom of making a selection. HE HAS SOWN HFFC WILD OATS. ' A common saying is, that "every young man must sow his wild oats," meaning that every young man must have his season of gayety before set­ tling down and becoming steady. [This period, with some, however, never ceases. J The thick vapor which rises on the earth's surface just before the lands in the North burst into vegeta­ tion, are called in Denmark Lok kens havre (Laki's wild oats). When the jflne weather succeeds, the Danes say, "Loki has "sown his wild oats." HK SHOT WIDE Of. THE MARK. He was altogether in error. The al­ lusion is to shooting at the mark or bull's eye in archery, but will now ap­ ply to modern rifle practice. The say­ ing is a very old one, dating back to the early centuries. ing at the head between the horns and ending with the jointure of the tail, ap­ pear a few days before a storm. Every farmer knows when swallows fly low that rain is coming; sailors, when the gulls fly towards the land, when the storm petrel appears, or Mother Carey's chickens, as they are called, predict foul weather. Take the ants; have you never noticed the activity they display before a storm--hurry, scurry, rushing hither and yon, as if they were letter-carriers making six trips a day, or expressmen behind time. Dogs grow sleepy and dull, and like to lie before a fire as rain ap­ proaches; chickens pick up pebbles, fowls roll in the dust, flies sting and bite more viciously, frogs croak more clamorously, gnats assemble under trees and horses display restlessness. When you see a swan flying against the wind, spiders crowding on the wall, toads coming out of their holes in un­ usual numbers of an evening, wornts, slugs and snails appearing, robin red­ breasts pecking at our windows, pig- MMM coming to (he dovecote earlier her beloved, and watohes carefully that no harm may befall it. In the mean­ time she trains it, and the first virtue inculcated in the mind of the youngster is obedience, obedience in the strictest sense of the word. Men have ridiculed the maternal affection of the brute, and speak of "apish love." In our eves the tenderness exhibited by the monkey may have a ridiculous side, but where is the man who could, without deep emotion, witness the anxiety of a mother-ape nursing her child ? i must confess that, to my eye, in such cases she is at least the equal of the human mother. If the young ape dies the spectacle is a piteous one. The mother cannot be separated from the dead body, refuses all food, and frequently perishes from grief. In such crises the ape proves certainly his congenial­ ity with the human race, and in his moral affections could stand as an ex­ ample to many men.--Exchange. FROWNS ' blight yonng children at frosty nights blight young plants. The Brondio. A broncho is a horse. He has four legs like the saw-horse, but is decidedly more skittish. The broncho is of gentle deportment and modest mien, but there isn't a real safe place about him. There is nothing mean about the broncho, though; lie is perfectly reasonable, and aots on principle. All he asks is to be let alone, but he does ask this and even insists upon it. He is iirm in this mat­ ter, and no kind of argument can shake his determination. There is a broncho that lives out some miles from this city. We know him right, well. One day a man ^oped him and tied him to put a saddle on him. The broncho looked sadly a; him, shook his head and begged the fellow as plain as conld be to go away and not try to interfere with a broncho who was simply en­ gaged in the pursuit of his own happi­ ness, but the man came on with the saddle, aud continued to aggress. Then the broncho reached out with his right hind foot and expostulated with him so that he died. When thoroughly aroused the broncho i« fat.nl. and if you can cret close enough to examine his cranial structure you will find a cavity just above the eye where the bump of re­ morse should be. The broncho is what the cowboys call "high strung." If you want to know just how high he is strung, climb up on his apex. We rode a broncho once. Wo got on with great pomp and a derrick, but wo didn't put on any unnecessary style whoa we went to get off. The beast evinced considerable surprise when we took up our location upon his dorsal tin. He seemed to think a moment, and then he gathered up his loins and delivered a volley of heels and hardware, straight out from the shoulder. Tho recoil was fearful. We saw that our seat was going to be contested, and we began to make a mo­ tion to dismount; but the beast had got under way by this time, so we breathed a silent hymn and tightened our grip. He now went off into a spasm of tall, stiff-legged bucks. He pitched us so high that every time we started down ijpejyould meet him coming up on an- «&er trip. Finally he gave us one grand farewell boost, and we clove the firmament and split up through the hushed ethereal until our toes aohed from the lowneu of the temperature, NUJ TC COULD LIS** the of the spheres. Then we came down and fell in a little heap, about 100 yards froth the starting point. A kind Samaritan gathered up our remains in a cigar box and carried us to the hospital. As they looked pityingly at us the attending surgeon marveled as to the nature of our mishap. One said it was a cyclone, another said it was a railroad smash-up; but we thought of the calico-hided pony that was grazing peacefully in the dewy meadow and held our peace.--Santa Fe Democrat. New England Taverns. - Many a New England village inn could, in the opinion of the mcst fas­ tidious of Frenchmen, well bear com­ parison with the best to be found in France. The neatness of the rooms, the goodness of the beds, the cleanli­ ness of tho sheets, the smallness of the reckoning, filled him with amazement. Nothing like them were to be met with in France. Tnere the wayfarer who stdpped at an ordinary over night slept on a bug-infested bed, covered himself with ill-washed sheets, drank adulter­ ated wine, and to the annoyance of greedy servants was added the fear of being robbed. But in New England he might, with perfect safety, pass night after night at an inn.whose win­ dows were destitute of shutters, and whose doors have neither locks nor keys. Save the postofiice, it was the most frequented house in the town. The great room, with its low ceiling and neatly-sanded floor, its bright pew­ ter dishes, and short-backed, slat-bot­ tomed chairs ranged along the walls, its long tables, its huge fire-place, with the benches on either side, where the dogs sleep at night, and where the guests sat, when the dipped candles were lighted, to drink mull and flip, possessed some attraction for every one. The place was at once the Town Hall, the Assembly Boom, the Court House and the show tent. There the selectmen met. There the Judges sometimes held court. On its door was fastened the list of names drawn for the jury, notices of vendues, offers of reward for stray cattle, the names of tavern haunters, and advertisements of farmers who had the best seed pota­ toes and the best seed corn for sale. It was at the "General Greene," or the "United States Arms," or the "Bull's Head," that wandering showmen ex­ hibited their automatons and musical clocks, that dancing masters gave their lessons, that singing school" \^a^ held, that the caucus met, that the caucus met during general training. Thither came the farmers from the back coun­ try, bringing their food in boxes and their horses' feed in bags, to save pay­ ing the landlord more than lodging rates. Thither many a clear night in winter came sleigh-loads of young men and women to dance and romp, and. when 9 o'clock struck, go home by the light of the moon. Thither, too, on Saturdays, came half the male popula­ tion Of the village. They wrangled over politics, made bets, played tricks, and fell into disputes which were sure to lead to jumpiug-matehes, or wrest­ ling-matches, or trials of strength on the village green. As the shadows lengthened, the loungers dispersed, the tavern was closed, and quiet settled upon tie town.--McMax ter'is History. flow Eskimo Dogs Are Trained. As the Eskimo must sometime be babies, so the dogs must at some .time be pvppies, and the puppies are allowed inside the igloo on the bed, where they are the favorite playthings of the young heir. His mother makes him a number of doll dog-hurnessefe for the puppies, fixes him up a dog-whip almost like his father's, and then he amuses himself harnessing them, hitching them to a hatchet, the water-bucket, or any object that is at hand, and driving them around in the igloo and storm igloo, or out-of-doors, when they^eather it very pleasant. As soon as„ the puppies get a. little 'bigger, the larger boys take th^m jn hand, and by the tithe they ure old enough 4o be used for work in the sledges, they are almost well-trained dogs. And so with the little Eskimo him­ self ; when he is a young man, he is a good-driver, and knows how to manage a sledge nnder all circumstances. This is the hardest thing that an Eskimo' kas to learn. I have known white men to equal them in rowing in their little . peal-akin canoes; I haye-aeen white men Duild good igloox; "but I have never seen a white man who was a good dog- driver; and the Eskimo told me that they had never seen such an one, either. When they drive their dogs, it is in the shape of a letter V, the foremost dog being at the converging point, and the harness-traces running back in V- shapes, to the sledge. The forward dog is called the "leader," or "chief," and. in trading dogs, a "leader" is worth two good followers, or ordinary workers. The Eskimo dog-driver man­ ages the leader wholly by the voice, making him stop, go ahead, to the right or to the left, as he may speak to him; and. as he nets, so do the others, who scon leairn to watch him closely, and, strangest of all, to obey him even after they are unharnessed, although "the leader" may not be one of the largest and strongest dogs in the team.-- Lieut. Frederick Schwatka, in -St Nicholas. * Women as Public Officers. There are too many young men em­ ployed in government offices in the States, and they should he compelled to make way for young women, where- ever the work is such that women can perform it. Women, as a rule, make better and more obliping public offi­ cials than men, and they are quite as faithful and honest when in office. As their field of usefulness is necessarily limited they should be allowed to oc­ cupy it wlioilj. The stalwart men who now fill their places would then be no longer compelled to give up the healthful occupation of agriculture for the dawdling delights of pen and pa­ per. There are thousands of women in the South who need work, and no man should be willing, or be allowed to stand in their way.--Charleston (<S. C.) Xews and Courier. He Knew Most All of Them. There was a court-martial held on a young officer who had gone on a spree and had a fight in a bar-room. The bar proprietor was brought before the court and put in the witness box. The prisoner was placed in full view. "Witness, do you recognize the pris­ oner ?" "Yes, your honor, and moat of the court."--San Francisco Chroniele. A POLITE philosopher once thanked a lady who had been singing to a party for an hour, by saying, "Madam, you have wasted our time charmingly." ONE of the most marked character­ istics of fashionable demoralization is a recklpsa neglect of principle, and # rigid adherenoe to its semblanoe. ^•13 PITH AUD FOHt. • - - - . .... A TEMPERANCE man--one with fhfc - lockjaw. ^ A LIQUOR license--thrashing a moth* er-in-law. . , A DREADII) ~libnflagration--Bagels1! soil's future. v :; THE incubator is no improvement the ship*s hatchway.--Stockton Mav­ erick. ; - LAWYERS and liverymen ought to lw" ^ well posted In conveyances.--Texa* ' Sijtings. . . , IT is the man who has&a sea of troubles that has a notion of sorrow.-- Texas S if tings. MXNY men before the people are lik« a foot-ball--the moment the kicking « ceases they fall dead.--White Uau Times. • THE reason why a man kicks whett his wise presents him with twins is be­ cause she is over-bearing.--St. Paul Herald. f IT is past our comprehension how aa experienced toper will bolt a glass of whisky in just half the time it takes far bolt his bed-room door.--Barbers' Ga­ zette. "LOOKING at your drawings imbues me with an artistio fever," remarked Smithe to Miss Lulu. "It ought to; it's sketching," quietly replied Luln.-^ Brooklyn Times. ' v A DEALER advertises: "Sandwich** for church picnics. If ordered in large quantities, hammer and chisel for breaking them furnished free." Tlae- - ' is extremely liberal--Boston Courier. L J "'TIS TRUE,'TIS PITY." The line that follows, William ShakeBpeain , t wrote, > - •' , J'f t "Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned." J"" . Another truth it might be well to note: ' fw Earth hath no idiot like a man that's corned* T $f --Boston Courier. '• EDITORS with large families to pro- l! •! vide for, ancl a bull-dog in the cellar to . J keep creditors away, are not half so anxious for renown as they are for the past due subscriptions.--Carl Pretzel , > Weekly. • . »' .js A MAN was recently killed by striking ' , ^ a match on an empty whisky barrel. The moral of this tragedy should not be promulgated, for the reason that it teaches that a man should always see that a whisky barrel is full before tyi fools about it.--Norristown Herald. THE incubus of debt upon a man is worse than that of fleas upon a dog. It is neither a collar to voUch for his re­ spectability nor a tax'receipt to show his right to be around, but it is a pest which he can neither reach to scratoh nor grab to bite.--Fall River Advances FOREPAUGH'S elephant is so fond of whisky that when it escapes from keeper it strikes right out for Ken­ tucky. 'It has been practicing tippling for the last six months, and can staiia. up under nearly as much whisky as p Louisvslle Colonel.--Neivmcm Inde­ pendent. ' "HAS heat weight?" asked the pro­ fessor of a student in physics. "Yes, sir," replied the student. "Indeed, remarked the professor, "how do yon prove that?" "Easy enough, sir. An overcoat that you can easily carry on your back in winter becomes such a Idad in summer that it cannot be car­ ried with any sort of comfort."--Mer­ chant Traveler. r A POETESS living at Philadelphia m asks: "Oh, where does beauty linger?" Gentle female ink-thrower and rhyme- carpenter, would you really like to, know where beauty lingers? Would you like to gaze on a lot of beauty, all topged out in thin gauze dress? If so, dear girl, come to Milwaukee and stroll • alon™ the lake at about 10:15 0 m. If yon don't find beauty there, wait .a lit­ tle lunger, and then sneak up some side street and see what hangs on the garden gate. You can find more beauty lingering on a Milwauke front gate, to the square inch, than in anv other city in the United States. Don't come, on festive poetess, with the idea that VQU will find beauty lingering in 'the kitchen, for the disappointment will make your poor heart »ad. This is not beauty's year for lingering, in the kitohen, but you will find her mamma there, holding a "catch as catch can" wrestling match with the dishes, and . wondering to herself "Where -is my wandering girl to-night ?"--Peck's Sitn. .jut * . ^ j£n.> - ...... T, J.» ' 4t> •ffi !*' k five Thousand Dollars a Pound* "As a general thing the girls show too much anxiety to marry. They are too sweet on the boys. They ought to stand off and look reserved and pr<£ Vious, and put on Jerusalem airs, a say, 'Young men, you don't know who you are fooling with, I'm a treasury, I am; I weigh 115 pounds, and am worth $1,000 a .pound.' Well, they "are.jf A good, nice, healthy girl, who can mjake her own dress, and can get up a good, supper for company, and is not ashamed to wait on the table while they are eat­ ing, is just worth about $1,000 a pound. But that is nothing compared to what they will be worth. Why, Mrs. Arp has cut and made up at least 2,000 gar­ ments of one sort and another. She has sewed 500,000 stitches, and patched and darned, and washed faces and combed hair innumerable. She has tied up 500 sore toes and cut fingers and burns and bruises, and kissed away a thousand tears. She has watched them by night and day, and keeps on watching; and right now, while I am writing on my piazza, she is looking away up the big road and says: "I am afraid something will happen to them boys; they are too little to go on by themselves." There are two little nephews here just. out of school, and they and Carl have all got a horse or colt apiece, and have gone off on a 'scursidn,' and I call 'em the infantry cavalry, and tell Mrs. Arp it is all right; but she sits here sewing with h6r specks on, and ever and anon she looks up the road, and says: "Those children have overstayed their time* I'm afraid something has happened. If they don't come back soon, I know that I will have to start after them, for that is always the way.' Mrs. Arp is worth at least $5,000 a pound, and she weighs Vight smart and keeps a getting heav­ ier. I am rich, I am. I feel wealthy when I look at her."--Bill Arp. He Wanted One. "Pa," said Johnny Caution^ "do law­ yers wear armor?" "No, of course not. What put such an idea into your head?" 1 "Why, I see in the papers every day , | that lawyers file their suits, and I " 1 The reader will appreciate the deli- 1 eacy which impels us to change the con- *|j vernation and not go out into the wood- f| shed with the rest of the party.--Pitts­ burgh Chronicle. Irrepressible. A Western paper desires an answer the conundrum, "Why is a sneeze like ,« Niagara?" We may not be right, but p think it may be it is because there is no­ way of stopping it by artificial mean* . - --Lowell Citizen. THE tourist season in Switzerland f J despite hard times, has been fairly su#r . ̂ -i •SMfoL ' 1 ' * ...&: