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rirtrhiblislMw. ILLINOIS TO TRK '3HNOTACB.v I dreamed,' said my friend •nr.' ' ' * " lifer Minotaur!"said he. - 1 n m ; HM I, Is the mlley fair, 1 oar, the ware d v!d !n«r, teawreaibe < wi h ro es rare banks of blossomed myrtle fiid- i freight their sad eyes hiding** ritt&erent routes." said my friend to me, •travel--all wide-awake I" said he. where, said T, is the high-walled •',« Oruel gates behind them closngy White temples looking down \ , )Mlp victims, Rom • repositiif. 's death-like stupor dozing? I i • Utiles then leave," svld my friend to pie, Built in a different sty;©," said he. Whero, said T. is the monster's own J^Mdeo.ie don? with black steps leading 'neath the g oomy areh of stone? ./ilh foul »n « flapping vultures feeding-- Where is that horr.be place exc eding? *In a brown-stone front " said my friend to me, *'M. Taur, E quire, Ihres now, ' said ha. ; ! ittThat, said I, is the man-blast's guise? < • f " Joins he to glorious form celestial ;Y,»' * Rot b© lowing- mouth, anri mad brute eyes, • VIA Ad ctir.od ferocious forehead bestial?-- IrfMihliesc of all on globe terrestrial! ,"Poo!e makes his ooats," said my friend to & me, . ? "And Sanders and Johnson his hats, sa'.d he. , -jjlod oh 1 said I. yon de'icate mal's, • •*;; *l' In happy homes long fondl >• tended,||i v y-. S| 8o fair tieneath their glinting bra ds. '•,t' - -So young-, so meek all undefended-* { s 'Must tbey in merciless maw be rended? ; jP J, "(Tou're bebind the times," said my friend to U ; me; . f i e roesn't eat 'em now." HAs did the original old M. T. i/'h f. i I -.1 «e'l'marry one of the lot--'twl!1 be lie match of the season, decidedly. J ... .The rest?--they'll be picked up, don't you fee, . . ly frl< n is of Taury, presently; ' i 4nd they'll all have out troustcaux from Worth," said he Editor's Drawer, in Harper's Magazine. A NEAT JOB. V Burglar's StoryJl m « and I'm com* says lock My profession isn't a popular one. There's considerable prejudice against it. I don't myself think it's much worse than a good many others. However, that's nothing to do with my story. 8ome years ago, me and the gentleman who was at that time connected with Be in business--he's met with reverses since then, and at present isn't able to get. out--was looking around for a job, being at that time rather hard up, as jr<m might say. We struck a amall country town--I ain't a goin' to give it Way by telling where it was, or what the name of it was. There was one bank there; the President was a rich Old duffer; owned the mills, owned the bank, owned most of the town. There Wasn't no other officer but the Cashier, end they had a boy who used to sweep If nt and run of errands. : The bank was on the main street, pretty well up one end of it--nice, snug place,on the corner of a cross street,with nothing very near it We took our ob­ servations, and there was no trouble at all about it There was an old stough- ton bottle of a watchman that wa.ked IP. and down the street nights, when he didn't fall asleep and forget it. The vault had two doors; the outside one Was chiiied iron and had a three-wheel combination lock; the inner door wasn't »o door at all; you could kick it open. It didn't pretend to be nothing but fire­ proof, and wasn't even that The first thing we done, of course, was to fit a key to the outside door. As the lock : on the outside door was an old-fashioned Bacon lock, any gentleman in my profession who chances to read that article will know just how easy that job was, and how we down it. I may say here that the gentlemen in my line of business, having at times a good deal of leisure on their hands, do considerable reading, and are particularly fond of a meat bit of writing. In fact, in the way of literature I have found among 'em-- however, this being a digression I drop it and go on with the main job again. This was oar plan: After the key was fitted I was to go into the bank, and Jim--that wasn't his name, of coarse, but let it pass--was to keep watch on the outside. When any one - passed he was to tip me a whistle, and then I doused the glim and laid low. After they got by I goes on again. Sim­ ple and easy, you see. Well, the night . -We selected the President happened to be out of town--gone down to the oity, as he often did. I got inside all .N;iight, with a slide lantern, a breast * drill, a small jimmy, a bunch of skele- ton keys, and a green /baize bag to stow the swag. I fixed my light and rigged f , Iny breast drill, and got to work on the gv >' door right over the lock. I. - 5 Probably a great many of your read- : <#rs is not so wall posted as me about lit' ^,an^ locks, and, I may say for them. if/ , ' that a three-wheel combination lock ^ has three wheels in it and a slot in each wheel. In order to unlock the door you «t have to get the three slots opposite to £each other at the top of the lock.' Of course if you know the number the lock is set on you can do this, but if i* "' you don't you have to depend on your I* ingenuity. There is in each of these a small hole, through which you put a _ wire through the back of the lock when y> you change the combination. Now, if •Jo. you can bore a hole through the door p; and pick up those wheels by running a . , wire through those holes, why you can open the door. I hope I make myself H clear. I was boring that hole. The ||»1 door was chilled iron, about the neat- ?•/ eat stuff I ever worked on. I went on $\ * steady enough;only stopped when .Tim --which, as I said, wasn't his real L,' name--whistled outside, and the watch- man toddled by. By and by, when I'd IS/ got pretty nearly through, Jim, so to speak, whistled again. I Btopped, and ; pretty soon I heard footsteps outside, , and I'm d--, I mean blowed--if they didn't come right up to the bank steps, and I heard a key in the lock. I was so dnmfounded when I heard that, that you eould have slipped the bracelets right on me. I picked up my lantern, and I'll be banged if I didn't let the slide slip down and throw the lieht right onto the door, and there was the „ President. Instead of calling for help, S as I supposed he would, he took a step inside the door, and shaded his eyes with his hand and looked at me. I knowed I ought to knock him down and cut out, but I'm blest if I could, I was that surprised. ' "Who are you?" says he. "Who are you ?" says I, thinking that was an innocent remark, as he com­ menced it, and a-trying all the time to collect myself. "I'm the President of the bank," says he, kinder short. "Something the mat­ ter with the lock?" "By George!" The idea came to me then. "Yes, sir," says I, touching my cap. "Mr. Jennings, he telegraphed this morning the lock was oat of order mi on to open it for "I told tannings * week ago," he, "that he onght to get that fixed. Where is bet" "He's been a-writing letters, anct he's gone up to his house to get another let* ter he wanted to answer." "Well, why don't you go right on?" says he. "I've got almost through," says I, "and I didn't want to finish up and open the vault till there was somebody here." "That's very creditable' to you," says he. "A very proper sentiment, my man. You can't," he goes on, coming round by the door, "be too particular about avoiding the very suspicion of evil." "No, sir," says I, kinder modest like. "What do you suppose is the matter with the lock ?" says he. ,"I don't rightly know yet," says I; "but I rather think it's a little wore on account of not being oiled enough. 13iese ero locks ought to be oiled about once a year." "Well," says he, "you might as well go right on, now I am here; I will stay till Jennings comes. Can't I help you? Hold your lantern, or something of that sort?" The thought came to me like a flash, and I turned around and says: "How do I know you're the Pres­ ident ? I ain't ever seen you afore, and you may be a-trying to crack the bank for all I know." "That's a very proper inquiry, my man," says he, "and shows a most re­ markable degree of direction. I con­ fess that I should have thought of the position in which I was placing you. However, I can easily convince you that it's all right Do yon know what the President's name is?" "No, I don't," says I, sorter surly. "Well, you'll find it on that bill," said he, taking a bill out of his pocket, "and you see the same name on these letters," and he took some letters from his coat ' I suppose I ought to have gone right on then, but I was beginning to leel interested in making him prove who he was, so I says: "You might have got them letters to put up a job on meL" "You're a very honest man," says he, 'one among a thousand. Don't think I'm at all offended at your persistence. No my good fellow. I like it, I like it," and he laid his hand on my shoulder. "Now, here," says he, taking a bundle out of his pocket, "is a package of $10,- 000 in bonds. A burglar wouldn't be apt to carry those around with him, would he ? I bought them in the city yesterday, and I stopped here to-night on my way home to place them in the vanlt, and, I may add, that your simple and manly honesty has so touched me that 1 would willingly leave them in your hands for safe keeping. You needn't blush at my praise." I suppose I did turn sorter red when 1 see them bonds. "Are you satisfied now?" said he, I told him I was thoroughly, and so I was. So I picked up my drill again and give him the lantern to hold, so that I could see the door. I heard Jim, as I call him. outside once or twice, and I like to have burst out laughing, thinking how he must be wondering what was going on inside. I worked away and kept explaining to hisi what I was a-trying to da He was very much interested in mechanics, he said, and he knowed as I was a man up in my business by the way I went to work. He asked me about what wages I got, and how I liked my busi­ ness, and said he'd took quite a fancy to me. I turned around once in a while and looked at him a-setting up there as solemn as a biled owl, with a dark lan­ tern in his blessed hand, and I'm blamed if I didn't think I should have to holler right out I got through the lock pretty soon, and put in my wire and opened it. Then he took hold of the door and opened the vault "I'll put my bonds in," says he, "and go home. You can lock up and wait till Mr. Jennings comes. I don't sup­ pose you will try to fix the lock to­ night ?" I told him I shouldn't do anything more with it now, as we could get in before morning. "Well, I'll bid you good night, my man," says he, as I swung the door to again. Just then I heard Jim, by name, whistle, and I guessed the watchman was a-coming up the street. "Ah," says I, "you might speak to the watchman, if you see him, and tell him to keep an extra lookout to­ night" ^ "I will," says he, and we both went to the front door. ' "There comes the watchman up the street," says I. "Watchman, this man has been fixing the bank lock, and I want you to keep a sharp lookout to-night. He will stay here until Mr. Jennings' return." "Good night, again," says he, and we shook hands, and he went up the street 1 saw Jim, so-called, in the shadow on the other side of ° the streot. as I stood on the step with the watchman. MWell," says I to the watchman, "I'll go and pick up my tools and get ready to go." I went back into the bank, and it didn't take long to throw the door open and stuff them bonds into the bag, There was some boxes lying around and a safe, I should rather have liked to tack:e, but it seemed like tempting Providence after the luck we'd had. looked at my watch and see it was just 12:15. There was an express went through at 12:30. I tucked my tools with the bag on top of the bonds and walked out to the front door. The watchman was on the steps. "I don't believe I'll wait for Mr. Jen­ nings," says L "I suppose it will be all right if I give you this key. "That's all right," says the watchman. "I won't go away very far from the bank," says I. "No, 1 wouldn't," says he, "111 stay right about here all night" "Good night," says I, and I shook hands with him, and me and Jim which wasn't his right name, you understand--took the 12:30 express and the best part of that job was we never heard nothing of it. It never got into the papers.--Inter Ocean, Senator Bayard's Terrapin. Senator Bayard is famous among the epicures of the national capital for his skill in preparing terrapin for the table. The Senator always goes into the kitchen and prepares the teriapin with his own hands for the invited guests He has the knack of imparting a peeu liar delicacy and flavor to the dish which none of the professional cooks can imitate. He flavors it so as to render the dish more than usually en trancing to the palate.-- Washington Star. SNOWDBOP--Nature's delicate an- |hat she is out in ... its htmdyedftyftjar. But it is not a* old " J** Uercuryt upon which Dr. fvinnn dm lonrnoy-work in his *prantMi days. It fsilot a grace­ ful salutation to a centenarian joutnal to recall Jefferson's remark in a letter written in 1807, that "nothing can now bo believed which is seon in a newspa­ per. Truth itself becomes suspicious by being put in that polluted vehicle. The real extent of tbis misinformation is known only to those who are in situ­ ations to confront facts within their knowledge with the lies of the day. I really look with commiseration over the great body of my fellow citizens who, reading newspapers, iivj and die in the beliet that they have known something of what has been parsing in their time; whereas the accounts they have read in newspapers are just as true a history of any other period of the world as of the present, except that the real names of the day are fixed to their fables. I will add that the man who never Iroks into a newspaper is better informed than he who reads them, inas­ much as he who knows nothing is near­ er the truth than he whose mind is filled with falsehood and errors. He who reads nothing will still learn the great facts, and the details are all false." These extremely pessimistic remarks upon a power which calls itself the fourth estate of the realm, and which, as Thacketay said of a certain gentleman, thinks no small potatoes of itself, oc­ curs in a letter to Mr. John Norvell, replying to a request to mention a good elementary work upon civil govern­ ment. Jefferson mentions Locke, Sid­ ney, Priestly, Chipman, and the Feder­ alists with Beccaria, Smitn's Wealth of Nations, and Say's Political Economy, which he says is not yet translated into English. The observations upon tho press are by far the most pungent and energetic in the letter, and they show --for it was toward tho end of his sec­ ond term--that Jefferson had felt the thrusts of the Federal newspapers. But Jefferson had also taken a hand in the game. While he was still Secreta­ ry of State he made Philip Froneau translator in the State Department,and Freneau's paper assailed Washington and Hamilton, and, as was understood, not only with the countenance, but with the aid of the Secretary. The reader pprceives also that Jeffer­ son-winds up this tremendous feu de joie against the falsity and worthless- ness of newspapers with a letter in which he recommends, among the few sources of sound knowledge upon the subject of civil government, a series of newspaper essays. The Federalist was composed of the trinne "Publms," whose papers appeared in the Inde­ pendent Journal or the General Ad~ verliser, which was issued in Hanover Square semi-weekly. "Publius" was the giant in the crowd of a hun­ dred names that filled the newspapers --"Cato," "Centinel," "Brutus," "Bru­ tus Junior," and "Cincinnatus," "A Son of Liberty," "Observer," "An Officer of the Continental Army," "Medium," "A Countryman," "A Citizen," "An Old Whig," "One of the Common People," and more of the same strain, whose es­ says would not have seemed to Jeffer­ son false or fabulous or malignant, he- cause they opposed the adoption of the Constitution, of whioh he also was ex­ ceedingly distrustful. Jefferson's impatience and injustice are as old as the modern newspaper it­ self, which dates from the time when it ceased to be a mere gazette of events, and began to comment upon events,, and advocate and oppose public poli­ cies, and to discuss all public questions. In his censure Jefferson confounds two1' things--the actual news, or reports of occurrences, and the remarks upon them. When he 6ays that a man de­ ludes himself if he supposes because he has read the papers that he knows what has "past in his time," he means that he has lost its significance if he has allowed the gazette to interpret the news for him. Without the record of current events man would be singular­ ly uninformed. Of course, however, even the editor of a newspaper may share the frailty of common humanity, and, misled by a passionate preference for his own view and his own objects, he may dexterously color or "cook" the news, in order, as it were, to turn it against itself, or spike its own guns. Thus, if he disbelieves in the sea-ser­ pent, and the telegraph announces from Nantucket that yesterday alter- noon at 4 o'clock tho serpent was dis­ tinctly seen lying or swimming upon the surface of the water with a gently undulating motion, its head raised, and of about the size of a barrel, etc, etc., the able editor can relieve his feelings by saying that it was a string of old hogsheads rolling npon the water, and that the reporter of the spectacle was in that condition which all good re- 30rters ought carefully to avoid. In ike manner the newspaper which states the fact of a discourse by Hor- tensius can always slyly turn the fact against the orator by observing that the effort was far from 'Mfhat was ex­ pected, that the audience was small and cold, and that there was no ap­ plause. These last observations might fall under the bead of what Jefferson calls lies. But certainly the reader would know that Hortensius had spoken. A general onslaught on the press, like that of Jefferson's, is as droll as a similar vituperation of the weather; for the press will always reflect the time and the community in which it exists. George William Curtis, in Harper's Magazine. Where the Hood Tea tirows. Apropos of tea-drinking, it may be safely asserted that very few Americans have any definite idea of what consti- tues a cu',1 of good tea. In fact, I in­ cline to the opinion that there is very little good tea drank in this country, anyway. The wealthier and more cul­ tured classes are not tea drinkers, at least very moderate ones. Our work­ ing people drink a great deal of poor tea. This is the market for it. If nur sanitary authorities were particularly alert, they would condemn a good por­ tion of it. The best tea goes to Rus­ sia and England. Russia drinks 80 per cent, more tea than England, and En gland drinks a great deal more than we do. But in both of those countries the tea i«uof a far higiier grade than that consumed by us. Pretty generally the tea served at our social gatherings is little more than the proverbial "cup of scalded water." Thomas Jefferson saiJ that a pound of tea lasted him seven weeks, and he figured out the cost of his indulgence as reaching the extrava­ gant figure of two cents a cup! Whero ignorance is bliss, etc.--the lines are somewhat mu-ty. Probably the tea was.--New York" Graphic. OLD young men generally preserve their constitutions, and make youn.v old men. . HE who knows most grieve for wasted time.--Pante. tn the Town ^ . NAME. This til&V&tak. a Lincoln, II- U&ota, corrapftfcaettt to the St Louis Globe-Democrat) which bears Lincoln's name, was not laid off until the year 1853, but the county soat of this (Lo­ gan) county was established and lo­ cated at Postvillo as early as 1337, and there it was that Lincoln became known to the residents of this county. Postville was about one mile west of where the court-house now stands, and now is a part of the city of Lincoln, and is generally known as the Fourth ward. The eourt-house and the hotel oppo­ site, built in 1837, are still standing, the former in a good state of repair, used as a residence, while the latter is a tenement-house in the full sense of the word, containing a'number of fam­ ilies, some of which turn an honest penny occasionally by pointing out to visitors "Lincoln's room." For it was in this house that Lincoln often stopped when practicing in this county. Postville was then a small village, and the attorneys came here from Bloomington and Springfield by stage coach, or on horseback. Many of the men who were then young attorneys are still living and occupying high po­ sitions in their profession and in the {)olitics of the country, while many lave died after Acquiring state and national reputations. Among those living, and who ie fond of telling a "Lincoln story," is Hon. S. C. Parks, of this city. He is now one of the associate justices of the Su­ preme Court of Wyoming. He relates the following story characteristic of the acts that won for Lincoln the sob­ riquet of "Honest Abe:" At one term of court in Postville a man named Hoblit had brought snit against a man named Farmer. The suit had been appealed from a justice of the peace, and Lincoln knew nothing of it until he was retained by Hoblit to try the case in the circuit court. G. A. Gridky, then of Bloomington, appeared for the defendent. Judge Treat, now on the United States bench, was the presiding judge at the trial. Lincoln's client went upon the witness-stand and testified to the account he had against the defendant, gave the amount due after allowing all credits and set-offs, and swore positively that it had not been paid. The attorney for the de­ fendant simply produced a receipt in full, signed by Hoblit, prior to the be­ ginning of the case. Hoblit had to ad­ mit the signing of the receipt, but told Lincoln he supposed the man had lost it. Lincoln at once arose and left the court-room. The judge told them to proceed with the case, and, Lincoln not appearing. Judge Treat told a bailiff to go to the hotel and call him. The bail­ iff ran across the street to the hotel and found Lincoln sitting in the office with his feet on the stove, apparently in a deep study, whon he interrupted him with: "Mr. Lincoln, the judge wants you." "Oh, does he?" replied Lincoln. "Well, you go back and tell the judge I caunot come. Tell him I have to wash my hands." The bailiff returned with the message, and Lin­ coln's client suffered a nonsuit. Lincoln came to this county a few times after the removal of the county seat to Lincoln, and for one case he tried here he received as a fee a deed to a lot on the south side of the square. The lot he never sold, but it is leased to a man who has a wagon factory on it. Secretary Lincoln collects the rent through an went here, and has never expressed a desire to sell it, although it would now bring a trood price. During tne campaign last fall when the train bearing Gen. Logan and party passed through here Secretary Lincoln spoke briefly at tho depot, and said he would always kindly remember the little city that bore his father's name. ' How the Crofters Live. I will describe a typical Idrigil house, which is occupied by the aged daughter and three grown-up grandchildren of a fisherman named John Macdonald, who has been dead for many years. The croft upon which it stands slopes south­ ward toward the bay of Uig, and is one of some 350 that belong to Maj. Fraser, of Kilmur. It is about two and a half acres in extent,and pays a nominal rental of rather more than $5; a temporary reduction of 25 per cent off that sum having, however, been conceded during the last two or three years by the pro­ prietor. Near the center of the croft is a sea of sticky mud; and amid the slough are two very small stacks of corn, each about nine feet high by six in diameter, carefully thatched, and covered with old nests to prevent their being scat­ tered to the winds. Close at hand is the house--a building of rough, unmor- tared stone, measuring perhaps ten feet by twenty, and very thickly roofed; first with "divits" of turf, then with a close thatch of heather, and finally with fragments of coarse netting weighted witn lumps of gray trap. The doer is broken and will not shut properly; there is no chim­ ney; and the sole window, consisting of a single pane of glass, has an area of not more than three square feet. From the doorway, and from a small hole in the low roof, volumes of peat smoke escape; and when 1 entered the hut I could not for several minutes distinguish anything within, owing to the dense fumes that rose from a scanty smoldering on the floor in the middle of the gloomy room. At last my eyes became accustomed to the semi-dark­ ness, and I was able to make out the forms of the inmates of the hovel. They sat huddled together on a low black settle, warming themselves, and greedily watching a battered pot, that suspended from an improvised tripod above the fire, contained a quantity of thin broth; the main ingredients of which were, as I afterwards discovered, potatoes, and fish. I shared the poor people's meal of broth and oaten cake, while the smoke curled upward and hung beneath tho roof in an impenetra­ ble cloud; the whole making with the festooned fishing nets and tattered oil­ skins on the walls, an interior which Teniers would have delighted to paint, if there had been any jollity in the scene. There was no table; but at one end of the room there was a shaky dresser on which was arranged a poor display of cracked crockery and rusty tin*. The inside of the house was divided by means of rotten partitions about six feet- in height, into three small chambers; one being the livings room, a second a bed-room and the third a lumber and store-room. In the bed-room the clothes were simply old rags and sacking, barely Bufficiont to cover poor humanity; and the floor throughout was formed, so far as I could see, of the bard earth. Yet this house of the Macdonalds was a palace in comparison with some of the huts I visited elsewhere. One had neither door nor window. I crawled in'o it through an irregular aperture less than mo»* three feet high* and found myself among some docks that were picking an old h. In dripped this who had a hack ati&iiiir imt the riifei-Wi... frOm the broken roof and flooded the only room in which seven people sat coughing. One might reasonably expoot to find that the people who live in snch wretchedness are stunted and evil- looking. But they are not. They are a thick-set intelligent race, and some of the girls are models oS buxomness, al­ though before middle-age all the wo­ men become withered. They are long- lived, too. Their faults are that they are idle and saturated with superstition and prejudice. In only one out of at least a score of croiters' houses which I entered, did I see any sign that the inmates regularly devoted themselves to remunerative home employment In that one, two women were weaving home-spun tweed, and capital cloth they made on their awkward loom. I am glad to be able to say that mo-t of the Skye landlords wear this tweed when they are able to got it; but if there were a wider demand there would be a larger supply, and the islanders would be proportionately benefited. Until quite recently there were weav­ ers in almost every township, and the art might be easily revived. The crofters nOw get cheaper material for themselves from Manchester, and it is almost exclusively the richer, olass who use tweed of the island.--St. James Gazette. A Young Man, Attention. Boys, let us have a sensible taliMi&ftttt life. Why is it that society insists that woman shall be pure, and does not care if man. as a rule, stifles his moral na­ ture and, as the world terms it, "sows a few wild oats?" When will the bell of progress ring out the false notion that our boys shall have liberty aud license and our girls hardly have a chance to earn their daily bread and be respeoted. The harvest time is suro to come and with it the fruit of onr do­ ing; Young man, when you get ready to settle down in life and have a home of your own, you will choose a companion. If you have led a pure life you are worthy of a good woman's love. If not, how dare you ask' a pure-minded wo­ man to share your lot, to be the mother of your children, who \t/ill, perhaps, bring her trouble and sorrow through inherited vices and the evil con­ sequences of your life, that may sadden the home hearth for generation! to come. Then consequences of our acts are too lightly regarded by many, but it is of the most vital importance that our influence should be pure and elevating, else life is a failure. Boys, begin when yoa are young to do right from prin­ ciple, as soon as you really understand right from wrong. Don't wait until you are men, to be true to the best that lies in you. When you have reached thoughtful boyhood, take an inventory of yourselves; then count up and see how much you are worth. Bemember that only sterling virtues count. Then try to decrease the evil and encourage and build up all that*is true, noble, and and useful in your character. To-day is your opportunity. The present, whicn will soon be your past, will bring its happy or painful memories. Don't wade through folly and vice until satiated, and in very disgust you give them up and choose the right way. "Better late than never," I grant; but oh! the scars we have take with us if we sin, and they are always making us think of "what might have been." Boys, don't wade through the mire and slough of sin, only to find it docs not pay in any sense. You will do well to aim to have every thought pure. We cannot see good things if our thoughts are evil. God's gifts are for us to use, not abuse. You shonld feel ashamed to do anything you would dis- like- to have your sister do. Every true mother delights in atriio- miaded, conscientious boy. He is the promise of a noble manhood and an honor to her. You must preach the true gospel of saving yourself, and help others to the right way by the elevat­ ing influence of your life, and thus show to every one that the right way is the best and most pleasant for boys and men.--Phrsnological Journal. Saved Her* "I'se might sorry to see dis young 4a% fotch up heah," said Ink Johtnon, a justice of the peace, referring to a young colored girl. "I hab alius been a gallunt man, myse'f, an' it pains me ter see dat one o' de fa'r sex hab been gripped by de nippers o' de law. What's de charge ergin dis lady!" "Wall, Jedge," replied the father of the girl, "she tried ter run away an' marry er yallcr man whut I hain't got no use for, nohow." "Dat er fack? Mighty se'us charge, young pusson; one dat I woul' hate ter be fotch ergin me ef I wuz a lady. How old is dis good >ooLin'pusson?" "Nineteen," replied the father. "Got er good appetite fur de usual food o' de lau* I reckon ?" "Yas, sah; oh, yas." "Doan hanker airter fine fixins?" "No, Sah." "Wall," said the justice, "I'll jes grant myse'f er vorce trum my ole wife, an' marry dis girl ter sabe her frum de clutches o' de enraged law. Call in er preacher, Mr. Constable.--Arkansaio Traveler. A Magic Circle. This is an amusement for the home, and is quite interesting in a company where it has never been played. You tell a member of the party that you will take him into the middle of the room, and draw a circle of chalk round him only three feet in diameter, yet out or which he shall not be able to escape, though his legs shall be perfectly free. When the person has exhausted his iu- genuity in trying to discuss by what method you can prevent his a'ccoin- plishing so seemingly easy task, yon ask him if he wi 1 try, and upon his as­ senting you take him into the middle of the room, and having requested him to button his coat, tightly, you draw with a piece of chalk a circle around it, marking the cloth lightly, and then tell him to jump over it It will add to the interest of the trick to blindfold the person until the circle is drawn An International Episode. A German went into a restaurant, and as he took his seat an Irish waiter came up and bowed politely. "Wie Geht's?" said the German, also bowing politely. "Wheat cakes!" shouted the waiter, mistaking the salutation lor an order. "Nein, nein I" said the German. "Nine?" said she waiter. "You'll bo lucky if you get three,"--New York Sun. FLATTERY--the hocus-pocus nonsense with which our ears are sometimes cajoled, in order that we may be more effectually bamboozled and deceived. BY BEN: PEBX.BY POOIUE. _Chadler, from business standing as'adiy goods dealer in Detroit, and he used to narrate how, when almost every business man there failed, in 1837, he could not see his way clear to the settlement of his own lia­ bilities. He made a statement of his affairs, and tricing what money he could raise, went to New York and proposed to his creditors there to make an as­ signment. His principal creditor said to him: "You are too straightforward a man and too honest and enterprising a merchant to go under. You can take your own time for payment, and we will furnish you with a* new stock of goods." The young merchant accepted the extension of time, and going home went to work again and was soon able to pay his debts in full. Governor Fish made General Grant an excellent Secretary of State, Ox- pending at least $10,000 a year over his Halary. He was of orthodox Knicker­ bocker stock, and the services of his fa­ ther, Colonel Nicholas Fish, gave him an hereditary right to belong to the Society of the Cincinnati, over the cen­ tral organization of which he presided as Captain-general. On the door of his carriage, on his silver, and on his dain­ ty notepaper were his family crests-- a. dolpnin and a sea griffin, with the motto Deuij dabit. He wa-) a rather large, British-looking man, with*leg-of- mutton whiskers, a stout .nose and a pleasant expression of countenance, es­ pecially when he was chuokling over his success in humbugging some ver­ dant news gatherer on diplomatic mat­ ters. Mrs. Fish was a matronly look­ ing person, who wore her gray hair in the old-fashioned way, with side curls, and performed the social duties exacted of her with wonderful industry. One of her daughters married Sidney Web­ ster, when he was Frank Pierce's pri­ vate secretary; he has. since been a suc­ cessful practitioner of law in New York. Another daughter married Ma­ jor Benjamin, of the army. Miss Edith remained, a sylph-like, haughty, dark- eyed girl, who should marry a peer of Great Britain or a German princo. There were also sons. One of them, Nicholas Fish, was United States Sec­ retary of Legation at Berlin, and is now Minister resident at Brussels. It was the especial social duty of Secretary Fish to entertain the foreign diplomates in Washington, to settle their little disputes on questions of eti­ quette, and to make them reasonably happy. Every winter he dined ancl wined them, and although his dining- room in the Morgan house was of good­ ly size, he was forced to make a three days' job of it So on Monday he had the Envoy Extraordinary, on Tuesday the Ministers resident, and on Wednes­ day the charges d'affaires, with a few personal friends to fill up the gaps. Then the Senate and House foreign committees were next ent~rtained at dinner, and then the leading members of either House expected to put their Congressional legs under the Fish ma­ hogany. Then Mrs. and Miss Fish had to go the grand rounds to leave their cards to the wives and daughters of Senators and Bepresentatives, and to be "at home" every Wednesday to re­ ceive visits from them and the rest of society in return. President Lincoln, when a Congress­ man came to bore him for an appoint­ ment or with a grievance, had a pleas­ ant way of telling a succession of sto­ ries, which left his visitor no chance to state his case. One day a Representa­ tive who had been thus silenced, stated his experience as follows: "I've been trying for the last four days to get an audience with the President 1 have gone to the White House every morn­ ing and waited till dark, but could not get a chance to speak to him until to­ day, when I was admitted to his pres­ ence. I told him what I wanted and supposed I was going to get u direct answer, when what do you think? Why, he started off with, *Doyou know I heard a good thing yesterday about the difference between an Amsterdam Dutchman and any other dam Dutch­ man.' And then he commenced telling his stories. He told three, and I didn't listen to a word he said. I was mad enough to knock the old fellow down. But the worst of the whole thing was that just as he got through with the last story in came Secretary Seward, who said he must have a private con­ ference with him immediately. Mr. Lincoln coolly turned to me and said, 'Mr. , can you call again?' Bother his impudence, I say to keep me lis­ tening to his jokes for two hour J and then ask me to call again!" Mrs. Rose Greenhow, while in socie­ ty at Washington, was in constant com­ munication with the Confederate lead­ ers, her position giving her remarkable facilities for obtaining information. Just before the battle of Bull Itnn she conveyed news to the enemy with re­ gard to the intended movements of the Federals, which, in her own opinion, decided the battle. In return she re­ ceived this dispatch from the Confeder­ ate Adjutant-general: "Our President and our General direct me to thank you. We rely upon you for further in­ formation. 'lhe Confederacy owes you a debt" Again she boasted that the Southern wemen at Washington pos­ sessed themselves of the schemes of the Lincoln Cabinet, and warned Jeff Da­ vis of them. One dispatch which she sent off, owing to the intelligence thus acquired, contained duplicate drawings of some fortifications and weak points in the defences of the capital, beside information of importance in case our army advanced on Washington. Irf fact, if we were to believe Mrs. Green- how, the success of the Confederacy was due in no small measure to her communications from the Beat of the Federal Government. Influence of Heme Plants. Dr. J. M. Anders has reached the conclusions that only flowering plants, grown in well lighted places, generate ozone; and that the most odorous flow­ ers produce the grea|est quantity. The ozone attacks the organic matter of the air and by oxidation renders it inert; and Dr. Anders does not doubt that flowering plants in clear weather give off enough of this natural purifying ageut to be of hygienic value in^ doors. Foliage plants, although yielding no ozone, may be of advantage in contrib­ uting to the maintenance of a healthful degree of humidity in the atmosphere of rooms. What ne Wanted, J "Sir!" exclaimed Dr. Johnson, turn­ ing upon Boswell, "why do you follow me? What do you want?" "Doctor, I am the representative of an American newspaper." "Ah, and you want to take down what I say." "Oh, no, doctor. An English report­ er could do that I want to set down what y<m Traveler.; , f A CHIN AMAH iff because he mindil teVs Weekly. WHAT is a luxury ? asks an exchange. A luxury is something you don't want until you see somebody else with if.-- Philadelphia Call EVEBT body does not have the same opinion of roller-skating. It depends principally npon their experience, the way it strikes them. IT is a very easy thing, even for the most ignorant man, to be an author of note if his name is worth anything.-- Merchant Traveler. ONE. good oombinatian dog, if kept is an alley way between yards, can do the barking for two. houses at night-- New Orleans Picayune. A COUPLE of miners struck a vein of gas at a depth of six feet in Ohio. They bored into a book-agent's grave. --Newman Independent SKATING rinks are demoralizing. They incline one to base actiona, and even the best of Christians are liable to l>ecome backsliders.--Texas Si/l­ ings. "So TOUR son has gone abroad? Aren't you afraid hell fall a victim to the cholera?" "No, indeed; he is a member of a base-ball club, and hia friends inform me that he was never known to catch anything."--Boston Transcript. A MOVEMENT is on foot at Halley,Idaho. to remote the principal of the public schools. yAmong the serious charges preferred ̂ against him are the allega­ tions that he pronounces "India" "In­ jun" and plays billiards.-- Virginia (Nev.) Enterprise. "YES," he said, dropping into a chair, "Clara loves me, I am sure. 1 tried to kiss her to-night at the hall door, but she got very indignant" "That doesn't look as if she loved you," said his chum. "Oh, yes it does. She called me upc cal.--The Ingleside. • 1IE V.'ANTS COURT-PLA8TEH. Gavly the rash young ma& Puts on tho skatea, ' " Saving: "I think I can ro'v Astonish tho States " , H > • Then he strike s wildly out-- , 1 • ' Faster ancl faster: And with a bmnp xnd shcMt ' Yells tor court plaster. <-Norrlstoicn Herald. AFTER the concert: Mrs. Amateur-- "That last number was delicious. What a beautiful air!" Mrs. Tinsel-- "Beautiful air! For my part, I thought it was extremely oppressive. It was fearfully warm, and there didn't seem to be any ventilation at all."--Boston Transcript. _ . - . . A MOURNFUL CIRCIN^A«<^ R'K An editor did work " **, - Ike a Turk. '***'*, i poet slow came In tViihaRrin, ; >s . Wnd he said, "1 have some vneies " Thar I'd like t. • you to sells , And you may h<ivethem.sir, bjijran'l ' Or, if you wisn, by ell." 1 The editor looked weak, And with a piercinjr shr'ek. 'I ?; ! lit down upon' hat Office floor*' --> • •••r-:3He duly fell, and eke ,Of hope bereft '* ' "She poet left, Ch, in I scree! Oh sad! alas! < i x " 'lhat such events will come to '-'MS- -Chicago Sun. "BUB, are you looking for a place?* "Yes, boss." '"Where did you work last?" "It didnt last--that was the trouble with it." "I mean, who hired you? "The elevator--it highered me and lowered me, too." "Smart, ain't you? Where were you raised?" "I was raisied last 'round to Jinks. He raised me out over the coal hole." "Then you can't give me a recommen­ dation, can you?" "Ob, yes, I kin! I kin give you a recommend fer Jinks. He's a raiser from Raisersvillp!^ kit --Yonker's Gazette. i THE BOY AN.; THE BEE, " An hr-nble boy with shiningr pail Went gladly singing- down tne daks To where the cow wi h the L r ndietOlt On clover her palate did regale. -SIS • si J w si lit Mai t -•h * . : n » '> • A bumble-bee did gaily sail Far over the soft and shadowy vmt To where the boy with shining pail * . ' Was milking tne cow with a br;nalo tail. The bee sat »'own on the cow's left ear, ii.?- S- Her heels Hew through the ntmopphero, * * And throu li the leaves of the chestnut u«a The boy soared into eternity. , .], t :•* --Cleveland Herald. ;; r ^ GIDDY girl, with heart a-fluttoii , "r Did you ever pause; to think What a pile of brt ad and bulter -v Could be purchased with llio chink Tnat your benu spent for that cutter? --iVetc 1 ork Journal. A SEBIOUS CASE. He Is tender and gentle and good to nCS Sfe. ways; • I have loved hlui from girlhood, shall love h t in t II death. Th-» home he has made me a true lover's Bden, Except for a serpent that's lurkinv beneath. Here 1st and • mbroid r, paint pi; ques, and write poetry. • ' And wait for his coming-- his tend little wife; Dut when I rush to him and ask If he loves nie. He kisses me, saying. "You bet your sweet life." " ' Oh, how can 1 bear It! For love is BO serious, go sweet, and so solemn, thatcr el the pang lhe true h^nrt must feel whtnitBdeepestout- pouiing Is met In such fashion with Jesting and s an*. But the end is approaching, and e en though it kill me. I'll leave liim. since surely he has r© regard For his wife--or to-day when 1 asked if he •M loved me He'd never have answered,' aid." atchet. 'Mttjy, eort, little -The fit Hew He Cume to Be Called "OMffldk- ory." General Jackson was known among the soldiers who had served nnder him as "Old Hickory," a sobriquet given him during the Creek war. His brigade was making a forced march, without baggage or tents, to surprise the Indi­ an a in one of their villages, and were for several days and nights exposed to the peltings of a March storm, the rain freezing as it felL General Jackson got a severe cold, but did not complain, as he tried to sleep in a muddy bottom among his half-frozen soldiers. Capt. Allen and his brother John cut down a stout hickory tree, peeled off the bark and made a covering for the General, who was with difficulty persuaded to crawl into it The next morning a drunken citizen entered the camp, and seeing the tent kicked it ever. As Jackson crawled from the ruins the toper cried: "Hello, Old Hickory, come out of your bark and jine us in a. drink I" Thenceforth the General was known in camp as "Old Hickory," and when he was talked of as a Presidential candidate, the nickname was adopted by his supporters.--Ben: Perley Poore Cholera. Cholera cannot make a sea voyage of twenty days. If we could not cross the ocean from Europe in loss time cholera would never reach us. There are unfavorable land routes Oliolera never gets over deserts which require more than twenty days for caravans to cross. South America enjoyed exemp­ tion from ctiolera until 1864, when fast sailing vessels carried it from Phila­ delphia to Bio Janeiro, and a terrible epidemic was the result. Cholera makes the most remarkable jumps. The soil and its moisture play a prin­ cipal part in starting epidemics. Clay soil in relatively dry conditions is most likely to assist outbreaks of ahol- era.--Ex. » SNAILS in a stale of captivity will eat paper in preference to any other food. V1 " M - • .,«?< . ? $ 1 m " ' £• ' • 'I; Ississya*..'