IWEE* "7* pwrtwr 1*W«c :IM;»ti; ^mm smm ; jtCi* „ ..^».»,-W- ~31IS25U*«» »Y CMMTON »coi,LA«a. IM I stag we a lx»-n and bred t : ai Kr« t*tod Qtt«en lUwhl »u'<i wliliua bad led A tiacl* maid to vox her lieai O'MftoMOTlHOdlo: - Her form «mHui«, 1 >-r v,>iro vm* fair, SMrf«B'4h mi blithe and <1« bouair, IIV ~f Her V<. toe was nwoot-- her favorite Was "Yaukeo Doodle." im 8faem»d to play.aa old f-plnet, Th« BMiio is iu existence yet; Amid the dust and c.»t>webs Mt, ;, HJTFFL te OB* garret; And oft fhe ».ptin from dawn till gtoOp . '1 In aotue ijuMut, low, .ooniy f ; ,j She loved ttie fabric of lier iooin, .»• li Nor scorm d to woar it. * ? In stately minuet or reel, > • With large-bowod fclipp rs. higll of hlU, Hers «R8 the step that roused the t«n , In heart* of galianta : . Folk high and lowly botli to please, '*<(* : To make bright mots and repartees, 1 '% : : To hake, to brew,--she uu inhered thai* , * Among her talents. • Whene'er she passed in quilted gown - ,,, Alone the highways of the town, ' ' ' Small wonder that the swain s towetMbfefc In admiration; ? I ' % > And when a handsome stranger bore . : The fair one from hor father's door, | *" Whjrmarv»l that the jealous swota |l ? ' From ahaer vexation? KJ;; ? A day more gay wa» seldom seen ; I Than her brljbt wedding-day. I swiff " ' * ;> And she,--she bore herself a queen ' vl In look ami motion. ; % And when, with him she loved, she led ; U The wedding dance, more light her : Than any barque that ever sped O'er wave of ocean. f- TIM knidrard bodice that she mm While footing tt along the floor Has tain for fifty fears or more In tone dark chest hid; % And he whose arm around it stole, *• Bwrirt while yet youug the starry •!f A fliet whichshe has, patient soul Long in ber bieast bid. M Ber eyes are diru. ber voic* is faint. ?' And yft si>e never makes complaint: ' <L02* more »«f ;m> ami like a saint {"'- I isT# tc* ye t see y:'71»*s wfc;-! ia tbe «w-a«r sit» : ^: And draws. *b:'.f she Vriif aud koita nephew's f (is as<I mitt*,-* SI 5 B?t»y. : C/vfwujf. I *<v.. HIS LOVE TESTER Wtr ifetsi DUSLEI; 1,4 m Arthur Hill. Eeqmre, commonly called "Master Art bar,* seed 23, ns engaged to • girl "Whose f»« be ne'er bad gas'd upon.* About eight yean before my tale opens, • dispute had arisen about n certain estate in Water ford, to which Mr. Hill, Arthur's father, and a certain Georgo Wilson, both laid claims. Litigation seemed inevitable, and the legal fraternity began to "be on the look -out," when one morning, Mr. Hall, •enior, received a note from Wilson con taining the following passage.-- "My daoghter, Emily, wi 1 inherit all my prop erty at my decease, with the exception of High- Held, which goes to Jack's boy. Don't yon think it would bo a first-rate plan if your boy, Arthur, ware to marry Emily ? Let the property net for eight years'more, then F.mily will be eighteen, and Arthur three-and-twenty--if iftiey like to marry then, well and good: if eithtr ahtmld decline to carry out the arrangement^ let the property go to the other." Mr. Hill readily acquiesced in his cor respondent's suggestion, and Arthur found himself an engaged man at 15. Shortly after. Mr. Hill was obliged, through ill- Jhealtb, to leave Ireland; and for many years he resided entirely on the Continent. Thus it happened that Arthur and his (•tore bride never met. Latterly, the fact of his being engaged fcad been a great deal in his mind, and the obligation began to seem irksome. He distorted everything that he had heard of ty , her, and formed at last a most unfavor- able portrait, over whioh he would brood, ;ff, . until at last he hated the very name of % Wilson. Zt:, ' About a month before the date fixed for Us decision, Arthur betook himself to a \ Wall inn in the village of Portlaw, near Waterford. nominally to fiBh, and, as it •were, to find time for a little reflection on important a matter. One day, as he lay lazily smoking a cigar by the silver Barnse, • tributary of the Suir, something fell from a high bank above him, and dropped Hghtlv on the water at his feet, while a wweet musical voice exclaimed. "Gracious tne! My hat!" Arthur looked, and saw a very* neat little tint sailing rapidly with the stream. "Bother the owner!" exclaimed he. "I -suppose she'll expect me to go and piny Hie water-dog, and fetch it to her." As he rose, he looked up to the spot from which the voice had proceeded, and «aw there a girl whose beautv surprised kirn. * , There she stood, Venus like, her head tare, gazitag sorrowfully after her fast dis appearing hat, and Arthur had a good op portunity to examine her critically, from the little head with its crisp brown hair, disordered by the wind, to the tiny ankles, which her position exposed to Arthur's view •s she stood over him. Bunning some yards down the bank, he •topped out on an old willow which pro- traded itself over the stream, and waited in the hope that the current would bring the hat near enough for him to stay its •course. He was not disappointed, and in a few «noments more he was again on terra Jlrma with his prize. After a few words had been exchanged, ^Arthur found the girl very charming; she •eemed so delightfully free from all con ventionality without at all resembling his bete nmr, the "fast girl." All the next day he wandered by the river; but she came not. That evening he 'Was restless and ill-tempered with his 1 hostess and everyone who approached him. \ The day after, he was more fortunate. |8be was sitting in the old spot, and greeted pim smilingly. \ "lou are juBt in time," she said. "Look «ft my tree; isn't it like those bright cauli flowers you see in the pickle bottles?'* Arthur sat down, ana set to work on the •efractorv tree, while she watched him. "I say," she said, at last, "isn't this very Improper? We've never been introduced, *ad I don't know who you are, or anything •bout you. Lady He any would have a fit ff shfl kn^w." "I beg to introduce myself," said Arthnr, toghiuK. "My name is Hill--Arthur jwSJ'sarr *•"*' "Yes," said he, looking np. "What do jpu know of me?" F "There is a youne lady staying at Dangan L-S . .. . " mine; she has M»o w a particular friend of iKld me all about you*"s . "Oh, indeed! And what's her name?" V "Miss Wilson; Emily Wilson." »; >* hero now flushed, and in a low tone. ' ' ^claimed, "Emily Wilson?" ^"Yes; Emily is my best and dearest ftiead, and she tells me everything," she •• %. replied, demurely. Arthur began to paint viciously, s detest fast girls!" he said at last fee f ""How y°n know Emily is fast? You $5:'#f-|li£ver had the pleasure of seeing her." h- "No, but I've heard of her," Arthur said, ^poomilv. "What ljave you heard about her, pray?" companion demanded, sharply. "Why, there was Jack Heany--he met ® short time ago. She talked slang H' whole time to him, and--wanted to-- " fi - ' "What?" • "Smoke!" " ' T°nng girl burst into a violent wt of laughing, and after a long pause, ex- •palmed: "On, Jack's such a muff! She'd ̂ 4o that to frighten him. Well," continued %ts fair tormentor, "is that all you have to «ay against your bride?" * "She's not my bride." i "But she will be." , 1 f • *"No, never!" Y°U B"7 TOUT freedom with a yes«t* ] • . i Aj, and think it cheap, too." 1 , « "iluwore you, Mr. Hill, that's very oom- II <S;>^ |4imsntary to Miss Wilson." •̂0MhW«t«hfcd him. »--<*-• 80ftly Mkance; th*n Sr fee? face lit up with mischief. ' , **You have nat told me your nanin yet," said after a brief pause. "My tume, is it?" she repeated. "Oh, '• ̂ \<Mhsr my name--never mind, Aithnr -̂Mr. ' 'ft':.. *.t ' i Bilk I bimo; ay Dams little importance." know yo«r name. Won't you leltltfo Aiel!" Atthnr persisted. 'eil, my name is Emily, too,* sh# said, AANSWRTR. k pCeose, shall I call on you, Emily?" ertaihly not, sir," she coldly replied, and recommenced painting vigorouf?lt. • He was evidently getting on too fast. " Well, won t you forgive me," he pldaded, after a while. ' "Shall I?" she said, holding ber setch at arm's length to observe the effect.} "Yes, do, please, Em--Miss--oh, aether it!" "Yes. I will, then," she laughed, anjl she gave him her hand. Arthur felt sadly inclined to kiss it but refrained. ( "Oh, dent!" she said. "It's so laie, I must be off." "And will you allow Ine to cany your things--et least a little bit of the way?" asked Arthur. But at this moment she was capricious, as ladies will be sometimes, and even pos itively refused the young man's requost. However, after Arthur had sighed and looked sad, she 1 euan to waver in her pur pose not to allow him to carry her things; and, after a while, like most young ladies, gave way and actually consented to permit him to accompany her. She walked OR majestically, Arthnr at her heels. At last she reached a stile, and when her follower rushed up with the in tention of helping her over it, she actually sat down and raised her eyes as he a$> proached. * "Mr. Hill," she said, "I want to speak to you seriously." Arthur de{>osited his burden on the ground, sat himself an a log facing ber, and patiently wailed for her to commence. "I want to know if you are determined not to marry Miss Wilson." "Yes--by Heav--oh, please excuse me!-- I am." "Since when?" < ' \ I He hesitated. "Sicca when?" she again repeated, im periously. Arthur began to dig little holes with his stock. "Well, within the last few days," he said at last. If he had been looking at her, he might [ have seen the £mile and blush of pleasure which lit up her face as he spoke. "You see," he continued, "it's my father's marriage, not mine; and a man likes to choose his own wife. I dare say there's no real harm in the young girl. If she's your friend, it speaks well for her, but still " "But still what? Tou've never seen her; how can you tell whether you will like her or not?" Arthur became more than ever absorbed in his excavations. "Well, you see, the fact of the matter is," he blurted out between the digs, "lately, I imagine that I have seen the only woman I'll ever ask to be my wife." And he looked suddenly up at her. She arose, confused, and began to con sult her watch eagerly. "Well, upon my word it's very late, and I really must go. Please give me my things. This is the park boundary, so I won't trouble you any more." She sprang over the stile as she spoke, interposing it between them as they said adieu. " W hen may I have the pleasure of see ing you again?" he asked, as he held out his hand at parting. She allowed it to linger in his as she an swered, "Well--soon--yes, very soon'-- perhaps sooner than you expect." And, gently returning the pressure of his hand, she walked quickly away toward the mansion, whose top appeared over the tallest of the gTeat oak trees. When the fair stranger had disappeared, Arthur seated himself on the stile and lit a cigar; for a few moments he puffed away silently, when suddenly he jumped up and exclaimed, "By jingo! I never got her name, after all!" and then he turned to go. Immediately on arriving at his inn, he commenced a cross-examination of his hostess, by which he now learned two facts. First, that Dangan was the property of Sir John Power; and second, that there were two young ladies staying there--Miss Wilson and Miss Morley. Next day saw him speeding from Water- ford in a tiy to his father's house in Tra- more, intent on destroying that worthy old gentleman's peace of mind by the an nouncement of his determination to give up Miss Wilson and Highfield. Is my father in, Walshe?" he asked of the butler, when that functionary ap peared to attend his young master. "No, sir; Mr. Wilson was here, and the both of 'em are gone out," "What! Mr. Wilson here?" "Lor', yes, sir; him and Miss Wilson ar rived this morning from Dangan." "Confound it!® exclaimed Arthur. "They seem to haunt me everywhere I go." And he retired precipitately into his ow» den. "Bring me something to eat here, Mdfphy; and don't let Miss Wilson know that I am in the house." By the time he had finished his lunch, his mind WAS made up. Selecting a hugely-crested sheet of note-paper, he sat down and wrote, resigning both the lady and Hightield. "That will do, I think. I hope it won't smell of tobacco." He then rang the bell, and Murphy apr peared. Here, take this to Miss Wilson," he said, with my compliments." Murphy was too well trained to show sur prise at anything. He bowed and went. In ten minutes he returned. "Miss Wilson's compliments, sir, and would you speak to her in the drawing- room." "Oh, confound her!" exclaimed Arthur. But there was no escape. The drawing- room was darkened to exclude the after noon sun, but our hero discovered a -white figure at the far end which rose and bpwed as he advanced. / "I am delighted, Miss Wilson," W be gan, "to have the pleasure of Hullo, Miss Morley! You hare?" "MiSs who?" said the laughing voice of his Portlaw friend. "I am not1 Miss Mor ley." Then who, in the name of goodness, are you?" he demanded, eagerly. "I'm that horrid Miss Wilson--a-- Emily." Arthur sat down and stared at her; presently be broke into a great laugh!" "Oh, it's all very well to laugh!" she said, in an injured tone. In a moment more he was on his knees before her, looking up into her eyes. "Miss Wilson--Emily, I--I " "I told you not to call me Emily, yester day," she said, sharply. "Yes, dear, but yesterday is not to-day; we're engaged now." "What do you mean, sir? Engaged! what after all this " "Oh, bother that letter! You know ! love you to distraction. You are your own rival in love. You'll forgive me, Em, and marry me--won't you?" "Certainly not,* sir! You said I was •nlgar, and fast--let go my hand--how dare you, sir? You said Higbiield would be a chean price to get rid of me. And then this letter! Let go my hand, I say be quiet, Mr. Hill! Arthur, don't!" But our here was not to be put off in this manner; he knew how teasing all women are, and he meant to win his promised bride. "Oh, darling, don't you know that I love you? Did I not prove my love for you by offering, nay, actually agreeing to give up Highfield, in order that I might marry you. Was !t not for you dear that I intended to sacrifice nil?" 1 At last he conquered. Miss Wilson sur rendered ignominously. "Arthur," she whispered, as her head lay resting on his shoulder, "do you really care forme?" (Kisses, blushes, and protesta tions.) "And you will even marry me?" (More kisses and blushes.) "Well, then, Arthur dear, I'm voura, and hope you'll find in me a loving wife." "Oh, joy!" and he danced about like a puppet. "Emily, I knew that you were . onlj trying to,vex TOUT fond A'thjffi bnt met to the liver, win mm were?" | "AlL'can you ask? Why, you silly fel low, ttbo* I never saw you before, was it not right that I should put your love to the "And so the matter ended. They were married shorily aflet, N>d a happier eouple could not be ducovarsd within the boonds of Erin's lovelr island. The Man W)|» Laughs. "I remember," said asi old phvsioian of Baltimore, lately, "that I traveled in 1838 in a stage coach across the Allegheny mountains from Cumber land to the Ohio Kiver. In the coaoh were two friends, young men and law yers, who were going to settle in West ern Pennsylvania. "Wo became well acquainted in the long, leisurely journey. Both of my fellow-travelers were men of ability and culture; both had good breeding and kindly dispositions. But their temperaments were widely different. "C. never joked and rarely smiled. If a laughable story was told, he listened silently, thought it over an hour and then began to argue against its probability. If the morning was clondy, he was sure of a storm before night; if the harness broke he was posi tive we would be detained all day; if the coachman drove fast he knew he was drunk, and that our necks would be broken. "M., on the contrnry, was a merry, light-hearted fellow, full of aneodotos und quick repartee. The weather was always delightful for him, the meals delicious, his companions the finest company in the world. He saw every point in the landscape, every fine out line in the trees or tint in the field. He was like a bee gathering a drop of honey here, another there. His com rade never knew there was honey to gather. When they left us I said, 'there goes one man to success; the other to defeat.' "I visited lately in the city in which they settled, and asked their history, being anxious to know whether my prophecy had been correct. M. is still living, a leading jurist, a man of great and benignant influence. C. was dead. 'Worried himself into his grave,' said an old man who remembered him." The rule is unfailing--given two men of equal talents, health and fortune; the one who laugh will live longer than the other, and accomplish more work in the world.--Youth's Companion. Rotten Bow. Hyde Park, with the adjoining Ken sington Gardens, is a very large en closure with drives, grassy lawns, and fine trees, and with a pretty river run ning through it. Near Hyde Park Cor ner, where we enter, are some mag nificent residences, among which is Apsley House, belonging to the Duke of Wellington. One of the roads in Hyde Park is called Rotten Row, and is devoted entirely to horseback riding. There is nothing decayed about this Row, and it is said that the place used to be called Boute du Boi, the Road of the King, and it has gradually been corrupted into Rotten Row. There are many proper names which the English people pronounce very differently from the way in which they arespelled; St. John, for instance, is pronounced Singe-on, Beauchamp is Beecham; and when they wish to men tion the name Cholmondeley, they say Ckumley, while Sevenoaks lias become Snooks. From twelve to two o'clock we may aee Rotten Row filled with lady and gentlemen riders, trotting or galloping up and down. But the finest sight of Hyde Park begins about five o'clock in the afternoon, when the carriages of the nobility and .gentry fill the long drive on the south side of the Park. There is no place in the world where we can see so many fine horses and carriages, so much fashion, so much wealth, and so much aristocracy, in a comparatively small space, as in Hyde Park, between five and seven o'clock in the afternoon, during what is called the "London season."-- Frank if. Stockton, in SL Nicholas. -Manufacture of Hair-Plns. « Fofc.years the English and French controlled the manufacture of hair-pins, and it is only within the last twenty years that the goods hare- been pro duced in this country to any extent. The machinery used is of a delicate and intricate character, as the prices at which pins are sold necessitates the most rapid and cheapest process, which can only be procured by automatic ma chines. The wire is made expressly for the purpose, and put up in large coils, Avliich are placed in a clamp, which carries it to the machine while straightening it; from there it runs in another machine, which cuts, bends, and, by a delicate and instantaneous process, sharpens the points. Running at full speed these machines will turn out 120 hair-pins every minute. To economize it is necessary to keep them working night and day. The difficult part is the enameling, which is done by dipping in a preparation and baking in an oven. Here is where the most con stant and careful attention is required, ^as the pin must be perfectly smooth ;and the enamel have a perfect polish. l?he ^lightest particles of dust cause imperfections and roughness, whioh is objectionable.--Brooklyn Citizen. Cheapness of Clocks. Clocks aTe not only useful but very ornamental, and so very cheap, too. A very pretty antique pressed brass man tel clock (American make), with a deep- toned cathedral gong of a far-away sound, can be had for $10. A good time-keeper, nickel-plated, costs but 90 cents. The prices have this wide range, nnd selections can be made from varied thousands of office clocks, alarms, cuckoos, halls, and striking or silent recorders of the flight of precious hours. Clocks that tell the state of the weather, and are also calendars; clocks that tinkle the half hours and chime the full; clocks that work like watches or swing the faithful pendulum, and, in fact, clocks of all kinds, matching all dispositions, are abundant and cheap, and there seems to be no excuse for even the occupant of an east-side flat for not having one. These Yankee clocks are appreciated abroad and be low, for the exportations to Europe, Mexico, and South America number a 1,000 a day.--New York Timeg. Meeting a Canary. The main thing in selecting a young canary, is to take one with a long, straight, tapering body," and in nine cases out of ten you wiil have a good bird. But never buy a canary before hearing it sing. Go to a bird store and watch carefully the birds as they sing. The bird man will soon be able to start them, and then if you carefully take notice you soon can detect which little fellow is the sweetest and at the sai time strongest in voice. Don't be in hurry to select one with the loudest song. A moderate, sweet, andproloned song is always the most attractive.-- GQde$A{00*JiQQk. aolv«d, for they liave been seentp oome off thttre to ahip by means of the tope which moored her to the wharf. By the same means they will leave the ship when she gets into port, particu larly if they find their quarters filling with water. A gentleman's house was once in fested with rata, and he got completely rid of them by catching one of them alive, and covering it with coal tar and allowing it to return to its hole. At anothor time a trap was set at night in a house where rats were numerous, and in the morning the trap was found sprung, with a long tail inside. Its owner had vanished, and perhaps, after relating his narrow escape, and how he had lost his beautiful tail, took all his rat friends and left the house forever. It has been told by M. de St Pierre that when the man-of-war Valiant re turned from Havana in the yeaf 1766 rats increased to such an extent that they destroyed a hundred weight of biscuit daily. The ship was finally smoked between decks and six hampers were, iot some time, filled every day with rata that had thus been killed. When the atmospheric pumps were in use at the terminus of the Corydon Railway hundreds of rats lost their lives there in this way: At night they used to get into the large exhausting tube to lick the grease off the leather valve. As soon as the pump was put in order to work for the eatly train, out these rats were sucked. The rat, though naturally a savage creature, is capable of being tamed and made obedient to the will of man. Some of the Japanese tame rats and teach them to perform many tricks; then they exhibit them. His Opinion of Booms. "Ya-es," said a man with aboard which closely resembled a rusty woven- wire mattress that has been rolled to gether as a scroll and then struck by lightning, "ya-es, these 'ere booms may be all right, then ag'in they mayn't." He sighed and led us over into a cor ner away from the crowd aud continued: "Peerhaps they be, then peerhaps the ben't. I was up here ter a Dakota town thet's Jiavin' a boom yeste'day an they hain't all they're blowed up ter be. No sir, not by a big sight. "W'y, I went inter tliet air town an* I was standin' thar chawin' boughten ter- backer when all at once I hears a dog flght erround the corner an' nattur'ly I legs it erround 'bout as fast as I could hump comfor'ably so's ter git erhead o' the crowd, but I might jes' as well o' Baved my muscle cos thar didn't no crowd come. No, sir I It was as pertty a fight as ye ever seed but I was the only witness. My friend, this hain't no time for levity--I stood tliar an' them dogs fit an' rolled an' jest howled an' I was the only represen'tive of a degen'rate and boom-struck race ter watch and encour* age 'em! "I stood thar by them dogs, my friend, an' I wept--yes, sir, I'm not ershamed ter say I wept. An' while I wept an' them dogs hunted for each other's juggler vein the unfeelin' pop ulace rushed past an' platted new ad ditions, an' sold corner lots, an run hoss-railroads out inter the back coun ties an' got eastern spectators inter poker games. "While I stood thar an' dene what I considered was my duty ter encourage sport, they, unfeelin' critters, org'nized a board uv trade! "When I wept they snorted; when I pulled the biggest dog off by the tail they opened their mouths back to their ears and boomed. They shouted themselves hoarse over a bonus fer a new groe'ry store while I said 'be still, sad heart,' an' lifted the smallest dog's hind legs out uv a barb-wire fence. "Where two short months ago every citizen in town would 'a' come an* watched the fight an' j'ined with me in shovin' them dogs agin each other, now the meanest uv them would not listen to my entreaties to stop an' pretic'pate, but drew themselves uphaughterly and said: 'Cease, you old blear-eyed jail bird--let the dogs fight from July to eternity, thar is no noble thing but sellin' real estate!' And they folded their hands under their coat tails an* put their noses up in the air an' walked away. "So ye see, friend, that when at last the little dog chawed up the big'un I alone was thar ter slip the collar ofFn him an' take his dead body tenderly by the tail an' snake it up inter a alley; an' leave it near the postoffie.c "Pardner, I may be trottin' in the? wrong class, the stream that gurgles past my humble door may not be the black, brackish, alkali torrent of Bitter Creek; I may be weak as water, poor as hen-grass, an' with a spongy intellect mellow as a boxin'-glove, but I tell ye what I don't take no stock in these 'ere booms. They break up established so cial customs, cause men to wear a foot off'n each leg in the scramble ter un load real estyte an' warp an' corrupt idees of what cons'itutes true happi ness." He wiped hia eye on his sleeve, took a large drink at our expense and drifted out into tho lonely night--Dakota Bell. » • e The Wretched Patagonian. There is a general impression that the Patagonian is a giant. I never saw one over 5 feet 10 inches in height, and most of them were much shorter, and on the average stunted. The females have a muscular development equal to the males, and it is sometimes difficult to distinguish between the sexes, owing to the masculine appearance of the gentler sex, the women in most cases sporting an incipient mustache and beard, which on the male never grows very luxuriantly. Both sexes dress alike. Bleak and cold as tho climate is at the best of times, the usual dress consists of the skin of some wild animal loosely wrapped around the body. Little chil dren can be seen running naked over the snow, their well-oiled brown skin apparently impervious to the biting: winds. Those savages wandering to thei Chilean settlement of Punta Arenas (Sandy Point) have often been pre sented the various articles of clothing, but as a tule the aborigine discards shirts and trousers upon the first oppor tunity.--San Francisco Chronicle. The Beer offhe Bible. In a book entitled "The Beer of the Bible," the author undertakes to prove that the leaven which the Israelites carried out of Egypt with them was an Egyptian beer called "booza." This discovery is more important than at first thought it appears to be, for now it is easily understood why the Egyptian hosts took to water. The Israelites had run off with all the beer. I in tli* HM- 1 or s IteaMiim ttiMt<. WeUft HiWJtingto9.f Tenn., for the south western portion of this county for a few days' bird and squirrel hunt, says a writer in the Nashville World. While following a rocky branoh known as the Gin branch we came to whero it skirted the margin of a high hill. Our setter Charley made a dash at a rabbit, and both rabbit and Charley disap peared in the hill. The entrance was what we supposed to be a crevice in the rocks; in a moment the bats came pour ing out bv the hundreds. The weather being chilly they fell to the ground in a stuper as soon as the air strjek them. Their slumbero had been disturbed by the dog. We were enjoying the fun when, to our astonishment, several large horn owls came flopping out--oq&. gave a dismal hoot, as though he had not seen daylight in years, or wished to frighten us away. Becoming uneasy for fear our dog could not retreat, Mr. Lee went to the entrance of the cave. Tak ing a pole and probing some six feet, he found it made an abrupt %rigle to the right; the opening was barely suf ficient for a common-sized man to en ter; he grouped his way until it be came so dark that he returned and said that it opened out into what he believed to be a large hall, and that he could hear Charley running around and whin ing, as though he was lost and could not find his way out We sent to a neighboring house and procured a lantern, determined to rescue Charley at all hazards. With lantern in hand we both entered, compelled to crawl on hands and knees for some distance before we could walk erect; the en trance turned first to the right, then to the left, in a zigzag form. Finally we met Charley, and his bark as it echoed and re-echoed, astonished us to such an extent that we raised our lantern over our heads, which threw a bright light around. We were in a large room, ceilled on all sides and overhead with rude clap boards. Before us sat a large table with a mutilated pack of cards in the center; heavy wooden chairs around the table; a couple of large and rough shop-made knives on one corner. As soon as we could collect our senses and calni our staggered brain w;e found we were in a secret cave that had once been occupied by a band of outlaws, but who or when was the question. In surveying the room, which was 18 by 18, we found in one corner a black something. Holding the light close our blood was chilled. It was a large black man, his skin and flesh as dry as those who in ancient days were given passage over Styx. A large and rough-made chain waa locked around his ankle and fastened to a staple in the floor In the opposite corner lay the dried frames of two huge bloodhounds; in an old heavy wooden box was found two old-fashioned horse pistols with flint locks; they had undoubtedly done service in the revolution; there were also several pairs of handcuff*. We began to think that we were in the re gion of the damned. When looking on the rough wall there we saw "the handwriting." It was "John A. Mur- rell, 1828." We were in the great out law's den; we could then see that the man chained had been stolen by the old bandit--brought there and chained until they could run him south and BO 11 him. The presumption is that when the cave was deserted he was alive; the doom was sure, but what agony he un derwent--chained and alone--his face, like Milton's devil, "grinned horribly ghastly smile." The bloodhounds had been kept for the purpose of re capturing any slave that might escape. John A. Murrell was born in Morgan County, Tennessee. When a boy he was considered a spry and promising lad. After a few love scrapes he be came reckless and wandered out into the mountains of North Carolina and Tennessee--preaching, horse-stealing. bagging negroes, throat-cutting, and blacksmithmg. He served a long time in the penitentiary and preached to the convicts. John's voice could always be heard in prayer at a big camp-meet ing, and the deacons and elders often had to walk home. The little house in which he died is still standing in Pikeville, Bledsoe County, "Tenn. On his death-bed he wanted to make a dead-out confession, but was gagged and comforted by friends, who ex claimed: "Great God, John, dont give us all away." John's bonea now rest at Smyrna. ... Facts About Rats*> ' The rat is finely equipped ' tor the peculiar life he is ordained to lead. He has strong weapons in the shape of four long and very sharp teeth; these teeth have a fine edge, the upper working into the lower, so that they meet in the act of gnawing; while the soft part is being worn away the hard part keeps its chisel-like edge all the time, and at the same time the teeth are constantly growing up from the bottom, so that as they wear away a fresh supply is ready. Should one. of these teeth be removed, the opposite tooth will con tinue to grow, and there being nothing to wear it away, it will project from the mouth and be turned upon itself, and if it be an under tooth it will grow ao long as to penetrate the skull. There are curious facts connected with the habits of the rat which war rant a close observation of them on the part of those who may have the oppor tunity. A lady at one time missed several eggs from her store closet, and naturally concluded that they had been stolen by the servant She questioned the girl, who denied any knowledge of the eggs, which continued to disappear in the same mysterious manner, when one day the thief was unexpectedly dis covered. The lady observed one morn ing, on entering her storeroom, a singular sight A little rat was upon his back upon the floor and hugging an egg. w^ile a larger rat was hauling him round by the tail. In this way, un doubtedly, all the missing eggs had been carried away. Rats have two motions of the jaw in biting. The first is soft and delicate, and the teeth just scratch the object they have hold of. Then follows a quick, powerful action of the jaw, and the slender teeth sink up to the gums and stay there. This bite is dangerous. If the teeth have gone deeply into one's hand it is well to suck the wound. This seems to keep the swelling down, but always a good deal of pain follows. There is no harm in the bite of a well- fed rat A frightened rat will fight if cornered, and viciously, too. The way to grab rats so that they cannot bite is to seize them with a strong grip just back of the neck. They will howl like stuck pigs, but cannot get away, and are entirely under control. Rats have a fine stent for finding out where there is any tiling nice to eat, and it haSs often been a Subject of wonder how they manage* to get on board ships How NOISELESSLY the snow comes laden with sugar and other attractive down. You may see it, feel it, but Are Mad,. •'•-•c.siL:A'.k"r Nobody, ad fifir W(ow, has ever disputed the profanation that one-half of the world does Aot know how the other half Uvea; and we have little four of <!ontradiction when we make bold to declare that probably one-half of the people of the United States do not know where their gloves come from. Of course it is generally known that gloves of fine kid, such as ladies wear, and gloves of a certain form whioh fashion prescribes for men, are brought from abroad, but whence comes the great supply of all the other gloves ? The answer would not be far wrong if one were to say from Fulton County, New York. Four-fifths of the gloves made in America, it is estimated, are manufactured in the county named, and the manufactories which make gloves elsewhere are in great part the children of Fulton County, indebted to her for their nurture and their establishment in life. The headquarters of the glove-mak- ing industry in Fulton Countr are forty-five miles northwest of Albany, in Johnstown Township. The villages of Gloversville' and Johnstawn in that township oontain a population of about 20,000, seven-eighths of whom are glovemakers. There are up waul of 150 glove manufactories in the section. Glove-making in what is now Fulton County was begun early in the present century. Upon the passing awav of Sir William Johnson, the famous "Indian agent of colonial times, and of his son Sir John, a zealous Tory who fought fiercely for King George, the Dutch farmers of the neighborhood looked about for some better means of support than were offered to them by the soil, which was not fitted for husbandry, al though there was good grazing land upon the stony hillsides. A shrewd family from Connecticut are popularly credited with introducing into the neighborhood the manufacture of buck skin gloves. There was in the conven ient North Woods in those days a sup ply of mnterial for this manufacture so great that nobody would have thought it could ever be exhausted, but the de mand of the American people for gloves proved to be still greater, and the North Woods deer ceased to be depended upon by the Fulton County glove-makers years ago. To-day the gloves manufac tured in Gloversville and Johnstown are made of skins brought from the most distant parts of the globe. The great bulk are buck-skins and sheep skins, but there are many others which the glovemakers use--among them seal skin, dog-skin, East India cowhide, and the skin of the South American water- hog. The bulk of the bu6kskin comOs from Mexico and Central and Scuth America. The deer of the tropics is covered with a heavier skin than covers the deer of these latitudes, and the finest sheep-skin comes &om South Africa, and is that of tho Cape hair- sheep. "The coarser the wool, the finer the skin," is a glovemaker's say ing. All manner of furs, too, go to Fulton County, to be used in flnfahinfr the gloves. The business of glove-making in Ful ton County amounts to about $8,000,000 yearly. The wages of the most skill ful workers--*the table cutters, as they are called--run from $60 to $80 a month; block cutters get from $55 to $65 monthly, and machine girls earn, according to their skill, from $6 to $12 and even $14 a week.--Harper's Bazar. Swimming Among Sharks. ' 'A traveler whose vessel had anchored off the coast of Arabia, two-thirds of the distance down the Red Sea, de scribes in the Youth's Companion a perilous game of the urchins of that region. Going on deck in the morn ing he noticed some bobbing black ob jects in the water and said to the cap*- tain: "What are those things swim ming? Sharks, I suppose ?" "Well, lattd-8harks you might oall 'em, p'r'aps. Take my glass and try again." A look through the glass speedily transformed the black objects into the faces of Arab children who were ap parently not more than 5 or 6 years old. The vessel was at least a mile from tho shore and the water was deep enough at any point to drown the very tallest of these adventurers. The Liliputian swimmers drew near with shrill cries and elfish laughter; when a final stroke of their lean arms had brought them alongside, there arose a universal chorus of "piastre, howadji!" (a penny, sir!) "Chuck 'em a copper and you'll sed something good," said the captain. One was tossed into the water and instantly the smooth, bright surface was dappled with a forest of tiny brown toes, all turning up at once as the boy divers plunged together. By this time the entire crew had as^ sembled to witness the sport, and a shower of exclamations was to b4 heard: "There's one of 'em got it." "No, he ain't." "Ye*, he has! I aee him a-coming; up with it!" , ' The successful diver rose, and was at once surrounded by three oir four piratical comrades, who did their best. to snatch away the hard-won coin. As the boy reached the surface, he held up his prize triumphantly, and then popped it into hia mouth, his only pocket. In a moment a crafty comrade swam up behind and tickled him under the chin, whereupon the mouth opened and out dropped the coin into the water. A. genuine fight and scramble ensued,' while the air rang with shouts and laughter. Meantime two sharks appeared at a perilous short distance from the ex cited divers, but their presence seemed to produce no effect whatever upon the urchins. "Aren't they afraid of sharks?" aaked the traveler of the captain. ! "Not they. They make too much row for any shark to come near them. Sharks are easy scared, for all they're so savage." * But the observers, unaccustomed to the boys' game, would scarcely have cared to trust to a shark's timidity. Eclipses in 1888. Three successive eclipses are a very rare occurrence, still it happens some times. On December 1, 1880, there was a partial eclipse of the sun, fol lowed January 16 by a total eclipse of the moon, and on December 31 another partial eclipse of the sun occurred. Ex actly the same happened* 1884 on March 27, April 10 and 26. If the pre dicted end of the world doesn't come inside of a year, and we live long enough, we will be able to see a total eclipse of the moon on July 22, 1888, which is preceded and followed by partial eclipses of the sun. It will not happen in this century again. IODINE, hitherto known in nature only in combination with other ele ments, is now found in a free state in the water of Woodhall Spa, near Lin coln, in England. The water is colored toon tt tt. Mi**,.. ,i..» r a .. -.J I* a tight box--Sardines. is the brain's picnic*' «- A «ABD time --The Iron A&tH * * A. SEAX-sxiJf---A notary public. | OUT of order--A non-union man. . « V A MATCHLESS story--One fa which there are no weddings. THE farmer who raises a glasa too often isn't likely to raise muoh else. LOVE in a cottage means simplv a life-long course of plates for two'and bread for one.--Fuck. WIFE--Will you take me to the opera to-night, dear? Huaband--Tea, go and undress.--Boston Courier. COMMERCIAL travelers dont like to be called drummers now. Some of them never eat partridere because it drums. Iv ancient times kissing a pretty girl was a cure far the toothache. Drat the dentist! why did they ever come into power? £ "Aw, ABE you fond of .calves' bwains, Miss Belle ?" "No, not particularly; l)U',} caa listen to you fox quite awhile." A GOOD quality of oelluloid is now being made from potatoes. Soon bul- sets will be made from the railwav landwich. 7 • PAWNBBOKER refused to advance anything on a second-hand glasa optic remarking, "There is no speculation fit those eyes."-- Texas Siftings. .\ 'Tis disillusion's touch unkind, >; J Ideal stripped of dreamy gutM: And not a native beat of mind, } •' _ That makes a man philosophise. - --Texas Siftings. DE CAD--That little Miss Beach is a regular little fool. Bagley--Oh, no. De Cad--Yes, she is. Any girl who will flirt js a fooL Bagley--Does she flirt? De Cad--Why, she flirted with me all last evening. Bagley--Oh, well, then she is a fool. THE little 3-year-old son of a shoe- maker who accidentally wandered into a dentist's office while that individual was extracting a number of teeth for a patient, ran home, exclaiming: "Oh, papa! papa! Dere's a man up stairs a- cuttin' pegs out of a woman's mouf I"-- Newman Independent. IT was one of the genus tramps. He knocked at the d(k>r of a houAe, and when a kindly-looking woman opened it he said: "Madam, I am very hun gry. I have had nothing for a week back." "Why, you poor soul," said the good woman, "wait a moment and III find something for yotu" And she gave him a porous plaster and closed the door before he had finished thank ing her.--Carl Pretzel's Weekly. THE Dakota Relief Association was recently organized in Plankingtoh;' It announced that it was "for the' purpose of rendering assistance' in the time of necessity." This was telegraphed around and tho next day the Secretary staggered into the office with a bushel basket full of letters. "What have you there?" asked the President "Three hundred and twenty-five letters from the editors in Dakota, each saying that if we are rendering assistance in time of necessity, to just send him a check." Dakota Bell. AN old fellow from Piney Bayou waa gravely inspecting a railroad engine, which he beheld for the first time,when the boiler exploded. "Wall, I'll be dinged!" he remarked as he scrambled to his feet. "Didn't know'it was the natur' o' the critter to belch itself all to pieces an' snort bilin' water all over a feller this erway. W'y, Bill, she's aa sudden ez er sneeze. Wall, I'll be dinged ef he ain't laying thar with his head off. The old man told you to keep your head when you got to town, and you 'lowed that you would, but I'U be snatched if it 'peers like you've it "--Arkansaw Traveler. Horn-BookA. One of the rarest, and certainly one of the most interesting books in the library of the British Museum, is what our ancestors called a "horh-book." It was, in fact, their primer, the ordinary means by which they began their edu cation ; and down to the reign of George' II. must have been very common, for we see by an entry in the account-book of the Archer family that one was Sold in 1729 for twopence. At present there is no book more difficult to obtain. The one in the British Museum was found a quarter of a Century ago in a deep oloset. built in the thick walls of an old farmhouse in Derbyshire. It is said a laborer engaged in pulling down the walls of the ancient house reoog- nized it as that from which his father had been taught to read. Upon the back, is a picture of Charles I. on horse back, giving some approximation to it3 date. It is a single leaf, containing upon the front side the alphabet, large and small, in ol'd English and Roman letters, ten short columns of mono- svllables founded on the vowels, and tLo Lord's Prayer; all sot in a frame of oak, now black with age, and protected by a slice of transparent horn, hence the name horn-book. There is a handle by wliich to hol4 it, and in the handle a hole for a string, so it could hang from the girdle. A picture of 1720 represents a child run ning in leading strings with a horn book tied to her side. A cheaper kind of horn-book had the leaf of printed paper pasted on the horn, and perhaps the greater number were made in this way. If so, it is not singular that they should be scarce, for they would be very easily destroyed. Shenstone write* in 1742 of "Book* of stature emtil. While with pellucid horn secured aU To save from fingers wet the letters fair." The alphabet upon the horn-books was always headed by a cross, and so frequently called Christ Cross RoW, or in common speech, the Criss Cross Row, this being tho title under whioh a very worn specimen is catalogued at Oxford. --Christian at Work. Deccirel _ A man from Shady bayou went Into a bar-room, and, seeing an Italian play ing on a harp, he turned in great astonishment and . thus addressed the bar-tender: "I've seed a heap "uv makeshifts, lint this one beets 'em alL" "What?" "I say, that feller over thar beats 'em alL Ef er feller had er told me that a man could snatch up the bottom uv a ole bedstead an' snatch music offen the cOrds, I wouldn't er. b'leved him, but I'll be blamed if this feller ain't a-doin' of it" "W'y, man, that's a harp." "Er harp!" he exclaimed. "Wkll, 111 agree that I ain't got the beat eye sight in the world, but 111 be dinged ef I didn't think it wuz the bottom uv one uv these here bedsteads that's got cords."--Arkansaw Traveler. - IT is when a baggage master COPPI to handle the luggage of a star actor, that he realizes the force of Ham let's remark about Yorick--a fellow of in- tY .