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VOLUME II.
CLARE, MICHIGAN -JBIBAY; APRIL 30, 1880.
NUMBER*-
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MISS FIDGETS MISTAKE.
"K you please, ma'am, won't you
give me a drink of milk?"
\Miss Fydget had * just come in from a
long and bootless search through the
pasture for a wandering brood of young
turkeys wHch had been missing since
morning.
She was warm and tired; one boot was
burst open on the side; her sun-bonnet
hung limp at the back of her head; her
gray earls were in true artistic confusion, and a vicious blackberry briar had
torn her hands, until she looked as if she
might have been in a skirmish with the
Zulus.
"But I wouldn't have minded all
that," was Miss Fydget's melancholy
comment to herself, "if only I could,
have found my young turkeys! They
do say that there is a company of tramps
loafing about the country, and—"
Just then the mild voice of an old
snan, sitting on the well-curb, broke in
upon the thread of her reflections—an
old man, in a shabby gray coat, buttoned closely across his chest, shoes
tHckly coated with dust, and a rude
cane, cut from the woods, upon wHch
he rested his folded hands.
Miss Fydget stared at the old man;
the old man returned her gaze, depreciatingly.
" Perhaps you're deaf, ma'am," said
the stranger, elevating his voice a semitone or so Hgher.
" Ho more than yourself !" said Miss
Fydget, naturally somewhat irritated.
"Would you have the kindness to
give me a little milk?"
Miss Fydget bethought herself of the
floating rumor she had heard. Perhaps
this venerable vagrant was one of the
-very band now marauding through the
vales and glens of Bochemont; perhaps
even now he had a corps of bloody-
minded coadjutors Hdden behind the
stone wall, or under the moss-grown
loof of the ancient smoke-house. And
Miss Fydget was possessed of several
pieces of antique silver, and had $40 in
an old tea-pot, on the uppermost closet
shelf]  ■••■■"■■■
are you?"   curtly questioned
"Who
she.
"A man and a* brother," the old man
answered, not without a covert smile. ♦
* "Wo, you're hot," said Miss I-jdget,
incensed it what she deemed a- piece of
zmnecessciy insolence. "You're a
tramp!" ■
TLi0 r*rr" *". 'isiiGtL.   - "' '
"Is a tramp, tiitqi, destitute ox"^"the
privileges of humanity ?" he asked.
" Eh ?" said Miss Fydget.
" Tramps must live as well as other
people," pleaded the old man. " Now,
look at me."
"Yes," said Miss Fydget, "I'm looking at you, and a dusty, shabby-looking
figure you are, I must say."
" I've walked fifteen miles since morning, with nothing to eat or drink."
"That's what they all say," said Miss
Fydget, incredulously.
"Would it be any great stretch to
your hospitality to give me a slice of
bread and a drink of cool milk ?" he replied.
Miss Fydget stood for a moment pondering the petition in her mind.
"Look here, old man!" she said, at
last, "I know perfectly well that you're
a tramp;,but I suppose that you're human, after all. There's a pile of knotty
pine stumps under- the shed; you may
split a few for my cooking-stove."
" "But, ma'am "
" I knew how it would be," shrilly interrupted Miss Fydget. "You're a deal
too lazy to work; you'd rather starve
than do an honest day's work, any time."
"I beg your pardon," said the old
man, mildly. "It is a good many years
since I split a pile of wood."
''I'll go bail it is," said Miss Fydget,
satirically.
"But if you will get me the ax I will
try and do my best," he added, meekly.
" The ax is hanging up in the woodshed, at the left-hand side of the door,"
said Miss Fydget.
And she went into the house, leaving
her venerable visitor to do as he pleased
about accepting her offer.
After she was within the four yellow-
washed walls of her own Mtchen. however, it occurred to her that she had
done rather a foolish thing.
"I suppose he'd as soon split my head
-open as the sticks of wood," she thought
to herself. "And of course he knows
that I'm alone in the world—I mean in
the house; but it's pretty much the same
thing," with a deep sigh. "And who
knows but that I may be murdered within the next five minutes ? "
"Thud! thud!" came the sound of
the ax, descending with slow, regular
strokes upon the knotty stumps of yellow pine, and Miss Fydget listened with
a sort of terrible fascination, wondering
as she did so what sort of relation, in
the matter of sound, the human tympanum might bear to tiie pine stumps.
"What a fool I was!" said she to herself.
And with noiseless movements she
went across the kitchen floor, and took
down a rusty musket, wHch had hung
suspended over the old brick chimney
ever since she was a little child.
" I don't know as I could fire it off,"
said she. "But I'll try, if I see any
signs of mischief!"
It was unnecessary, however. She
poured out a bowl of milk, first thriftily
pausing to skim it, and then cut a good
thick slice of rye bread, taking care to
secrete the bread-knife when she was
through. And then, seating herself by
the window, her thoughts wandered back
to the question of the missing brood of
turkeys.
"He knows where theyare, I'll bet
anything!" soliloquized Miss Fydget.
"And.he shall .tell me. Old man—old
man, I say!"
The venerable wood-splitter paused at
the sound of her summons.
" Come here!" she called.
The old man obeyed.
" You've done enough," said Miss Fydget, inwardly rejoiced that he had left
his ax sticking in the last pine-knot, instead of coming toward her brandishing
it in the air, Powhatan f asHon.
" That is what I was just thinking myself," observed the old man, wiping his
streaming forehead.
"And now," said Miss Fydget, sharply
and suddenly, as if she fain would take
liim by surprise, "where are my turkeys?'.' '
" Eh ?" uttered the old man.
"My turkeys!" shrilly enunciated Miss
Fydget. My brood of sixteen wHte tur-
key-cHcks!"
" I am sure I cannot say," said the old
man, with a puzzled countenance.
" That's false!" said Miss Fydget, imperially. "If yoa don't know, your
gang does! And I insist on having my
turkeys back again!"
The old man looked bewildered. Miss
Fydget eyed him with a gaze calculated
to strike dismay into the most obdurate
heart.
"Madam—" he began, but Miss Eyd-
get interrupted him.
" There's your milk," said she, " and
your bread. If you can eat and drink
wi#i a good conscience, knowing that
my turkeys are gone, do so."
Apparently Miss Fydget's turkey
cHcks rested but lightly-upon the conscience of the wayfarer, for he ate and
drank to the last mouthful.
" Madam !" he said,' as he placed _ the
empty bowl within the window-sill—
Miss'Fydget had taken the precaution to
bolt and bar the door.
" Go," said the lady, curtly.
"But I wished to say to you—
By way of answer, Miss Fydget took
up the rusty gun, placed it on her
shoulder, and pointed the barrel full at
her guest.
" If you don't take yourself off, I'll
fire!" said Miss Fydget, resolutely.
And, upon this unmistakable hint, the
old man took up Hs cap and trudged
away as fast as he could go.     *
,   " The woman must be a maniac!" said
he to himself.
While Miss Fydget made'haste to take
a dose of valerian to settle her "perturbed senses."        t *      _
" IVe had a narrow eseape of- it," said
she. * " But I must get rested as quickly
as T)assible5 and gov to Aisrrfna Thorpe's
to tear ~ Thy Bishop is ■to t3 'the-e, ~'Zrr& I
wouldn't miss the opportunity of meeting him for $1,000!"
And, between the stimulus of the
valerian' and the calm afforded by a
half hour's nap, Miss Fydget managed
to array.herself in a stiff, black.silk
dress, with a white ribbon cap, and set
out for Lavina Thorpe's, at a few moments past 4.
As she crossed her door-yard, a slowly-
winding procession met her eye, returning down the rocky slopes of the pasture-meadow—the sixteen young turkeys!
"There they come now," said Miss
Fydget, with a momentary twinge of
conscience in regard to the tramp.
"However, it's all over and gone now,
and what's done can't be undone!" *
The company was all gathered at Lavina Thorpe's; the best china and silver
were out and great bunches of cabbage
roses decked the mantel in gilt vases,
that were at least a century old.
"Is he here?" nervously whispered
Miss Fydget, as she removed, her hat in
the front chamber up-stairs.
"The dear man—yes!" said Miss
Thorpe, enthusiastically clasping her
hands. '' Walked all the way from Sims-
town Station, and met with all sorts of
interesting adventures. What do you
think of his being taken for a "
But here she was called away.
When Miss Fydget descended, serene
and smiling, she was led up to a pleasant old man, with gray hair and a cordial
blue eye.
"Miss Fydget," said Miss Thorpe,
fussily, "let me make you acquainted
with Bishop Playfair, of Ohirita Territory."
"Bless my soul!" cried Miss Fydget,
dropping her fan and smelling-bottle,
"it's the tramp!"
The Bishop smiled serenely.
"Miss Fydget," said he, "you never
can guess how deliciously cool that milk
tasted to me. And, by the way, I met a
brood of young turkeys in a stubble-
field as I crossed from the Hghway,
wHch I concluded must be yours."
Both joined in irresistible laughter,
and in five minutes Miss Fydget, set at
her ease by the Bishop's tact and kindness, was chatting cheerfully away regarding the CHrita missions.
"But to think." said Miss Lavina
Thorpe, afterward, " that you mistook
the Bishop of Ohirita Territory for a
tramp!"
"And set him to splitting wood, and
pointed a rusty musket at him," said
Miss Fydget.
" It only shows," said old Mrs, Martin,
severely, "how easy it is to be mistaken
in this world!"
.. ffi!§f©EIC*lIi gSSBTCHESo    *:■
TBriiss! $tM.i&. ISsesmtiffiia ©ff <0B&eh?I1<33 Sc.
[From theChicago ^Ledger.] , -
Chaxles J. was born at Dunfermline on t
1,9th of November, 1600, and was th6 sees"
1 Back. Two men stood near the ax, each in
I & sailor's attire, and masked. The "King arrived
* I with head erect, and was calm and grave, even
;-\ to coldness, maintaining that he had always
. i heen in the right in his conduct as King. Then
; j ho looked at the block. "Be careful that it is
■ .,    i   set f ast," he Said to the executioner.   While he
and favorite Son of Janies I. By the deatfe > •<. | Spoke some one touched the ax. He turned
his brother Hensy, he became Prince of Wi*-- ' -. around and said: "Do nofc hurt the ax that
in 1612. In 1624-negotiations were made ,'| may hurt me." He said: " I will offer a short
Buckingham for his marriage with firmer ^. prayer, and when I put out my hands this way
Henrietta Marie of I"rance. In March, Imi ,. | (stretching them out)—then." He collected his
Charles came to the throne at 25 years of j£l-„ [.thoughts, said a few words in a low tone of
In the same yea£be was married. He was « -voice,- raised his eyes to heaven and knelt down,
spected in advance, and his subjects were <y.*\ placing his head upon the block. In the space
posed to have confidence in him, but th& fooi.c i Df a moment the King stretched oufc Ms hands,
pretensions of his father—his religious tyxacs:. ,| ^a ^e head fell at q^ g^ biow% r^ co^n
his bad and weak policy—had* prepared V-.   remained exposed for seven days at Whitehall,
storm which was destined to burst upon
royal head of his much-loved son.   The-U'
was at the disposal of "his favorite, Bucl^rx
who was full; of great and warlike '*?(£-£.
which, however, were doomed to failure.. Ir*
sessed of a proud, haughty Spirit, he dfesi":
above all thafc his will should be the law i
premely obeyed.   Perhaps' it was one ofl-'
greatest misfortunes tobe unable to admit thi
a monarch owed to his subjects, however   c! heavenly sign of the innocence of their unhappy
fractory, truth and fidelity.    Cromwell   ff si i.master.   The coffin waB lowered in the vault,
that "the King was a man of great P-^ ~ - jl without any religious ceremony.   Those who
so false that no man can trust him, for while, j j* ^ere presei{£ prayed in their hearts.   Such waB
protests his love of peace he is in secret tzr.-■ | *hQ f ate 0f Charles I., King of England.
■ and, on the 8fch of Pebruary, a few faithful servants accompanied the remains of Charles I.,
'> I'King of England, to the tomb in Windsor, St.
•r X George's Chapel, where th§ body of Henry Ym.
., |,'reposed. The sky was cloudless, but suddenly,
u [ jib the coffin crossed the court-yard castle, a
* \ heavy fall of snow took place, and the pall of
'" fbJaclt velvet w&s completely covered with white
I snow.   The servants of the King saw therein a
. j. .    . ... ....
son.
After a reign of nearly twenty-four years, .
became evident that all negotiations for pe-
which would prove satisfactory to his., subjc
would be of no avail with the Kinp.
On the 1st of January, 1649, the Commc
voted the appointment of a High Court of Ik
England Takes Her Census.
i    Tn Great Britain a census has been
{taken every ten years since 1801, and
 ^ [ the system is now one of the most per-
tice™" to'the^end that no chief officer or ma;. * -1 feet in existence.   Until near the close
trate might presume for the future to conta. ft « 0f  the last century there was no real
method, and aU previous estimations ot
the enslaving and destruction Of the nationv
impunity." One hundred and £hirty-fcwOT;.
elected, of whom about half took part in, i
trial. Bradshaw was elected Lord Preside
and Cook Solicitor against the-Khig. On i
20th, the 22d and the 23d Charley'was broi?
before the court, but with a calm and cdie*
I the population*of the Umted Kingdom
{-'.were .mere .|pte£S work. It seems the
Umore strange^ $hat such should have
r.be'sn the fact, considering that, in the
1* "American colqmes, enumerations of th0
 7 _eclajmg that obedience to "King* r.-dero* tnc&onxe fcrovemmemv in 4.790
commanded by scripture; that by t$p law In' ia'beginning\was made in Scotland by
King can do no wrong; that the Commons c'.vc.g^, j-qJ^ ginc]g^r> -^^ tHough his per
no authority of themselves to erect- a cour
judicature, and had not received gftch. author' l§
from tiie people, whose power to confer, it,
besides, declined i» admit.   On the*24th' r
25th of'January the court heard the dspodt"
of thirty-two witnesses.   On the latter <bv
the close of the sitting, and almost \,iih.oit
cussion* tiie condemnation 6f.£he-I1n2 c
tyrant, a traitor, a murderer and & jf^bJfr
.   .     _    ..  _ _   ,       _     1x^.-1'££.-
Spaulding, 84; Ziba Crane, 84; William
Harnden, 82 ; Joel Severance, 82; Amos
Bussell, 83.   Average age, 88 years.
THE TOILMTS OE 1856,
my was voted. Scott, Martyn, Hamt;C3.
and three others were intrusted ta r-~z~.'■'".
.sentence, whicb was adopted oo. tho.*r_,.
with closed doors. On fche 2781, a£ tjy A:
of the court, sixty-Seven memfos:svH£:e.y..v
When the King enfcerfed the- hell, a virl _
was raised among thesoldier3 o.?.;^'3^ec .
Justice!  Execution!"*. Tha tacul'c !?&:=.
the court, and he was Qiie^sei. \ U.&e
murmured loudly,  lighting  '{l^s pic.
blowing the smoke in fche Sing'o facs.
shawnow pronounced fc r.'jv'zr*ar. <£
\<adnsfc ,Cha4es gfcfcrf —:  '*■*"   ~ '^ "
LX\it
L New Engiami Eomance0
"Way baek in the early part of this century, one of the loveliest girls of the
town of Kbrwich became engaged to a
dashing young Englishman, apparently
of great wealth, who claimed to have
been a naval officer. He went away ostensibly for a short visit to England and
was never heard of in Norwich again, although tradition has it that he was a
pirate by profession and that he was
hung as such soon after leaving Norwich.
However the truth may have been, his
affianced bride was faithful unto death
and believed in him to the last, when, she
faded away, a very sweet, gentle, sad old
hAj.—Sprrin0cld Republican.
January, ieSy/thb'Kmg^snoiud'mgluoiifeaeiid in
front of the Banqueting House, at Whitehall.
At this time he was surrounded by soldiers, who
violently dragged him to the spot where his
close chair awaited him. On descending the
staircase he was insulted; lighted pipes were
thrown under his feet, and tobacco smoke was
blown in his face. Whitehall being reached,
the King regained his composure; he shrugged
his shoulders at the cries of the soldierb. "Poor
men," he said, on getting oufc of his chair; " for
a httle money they would do as much against
then- commanders." Having entered his apartment, "Herbert," said the King, to his faithful
servant, "my nephew, the Prince Elector, will
endeavor to visit me, and some other Lords that
love me, whom I would see, but my time is
short and precious. I am desirous to improve
it the best I may in preparation. I hope they
will not think ifc ill that none have access to
me but my children."
He sent for the Bishop of London, Juxon.
As he approached the King, he gave way
to his grief. "But, my Lord," said the
King, "lefc us leave that; we have no
time to spare. I must resign myself
to meet my God. We will not talk of those
rogues, in whose hands I am. They thirst for
my blood, and they will have it, and God's will
be done. I thank God, I heartily forgive
them."
He remained all day closeted with the Bishop,
receiving no one. On the 29th his children were
brought to him. The little Princess Elizabeth,
who was 12 years of age, burst into tears at the
sight of her father. The Duke of Gloucester,
who was but 8 years old, cried with his sister.
The King took them upon his knees and shared
a few jewels with them. He endeavored to
console his daughter by pointing out some
pious reading for-her. He enjoined her to tell
her brothers that he had pardoned his enemies,
and to say to her mother that the last moment
lie would love her as on the first day. Then,
turning to the Httle Duke, " Sweetheart," he
said to him, "now they will cut off thy father's
IwadZ
The child looked afc him with a serious air.
"Mark, child, what I say; they will cut off
my head, and, perhaps, make thee King, and
thy head, too, they will cut off at last."
' "I will be torn in pieces first," replied the
child, greatly disturbed.
The King embraced him with delight, put him
down, and kissed his daughter, and blessed
them both, then, suddenly rising.
" Have them taken away,*' he said to Juxon.
The children went away in tears. Charles
took them back into his arms, and blessed them
onee 'more; then, tearing himself from their
caresses, he fell upon his knees and resumed
his prayers with the Bishop and Herbert, the
only witnesses of their sad farewells. While
the King was thus tasting the bitterness of
death, his Judges met to sign the warrant for
•his execution. Great difficulty was experienced
in assembling the Commissioners. Nearly all
were agitated and affected. Their signatures
were, scarcely ligible. Cromwell alone seemed
gay and clamorous, and besmeared with ink the
face of Martyn, who sat beside him, and seized
the hand of Col. Ingoldsby, to compel him to
sign. On the morning of the 30th the King had
arisenearly. "I have a greatworktodo."hesaid
to Herbert, and he began his toilet. The hands
of the f a^hf ul servant trembled in arranging
his hair. "Take, I pray you, the same pains as
usnal," said the King, " although my headis not
to remain om my shoulders long. Iwould be as
trim to-day as a bridegroom." The Bishop arrived and opened the gospel, read the twenty-
seventh chapter of St. Matthew. The King
thou^it it particularly applicable to his case;
however, it was the proper lesson for the day.
The King was st prayers; it was 10 o'clock. A
low rap was heard at the door; it was Col.
Hacker. He was escorted, with fche Bishop,
traversing the park between two lines of soldiers
drawn up along the passage, to Whitehall. His
aspect was serene, his eyes bright, his step firm,
walking even faster than the guard, and marveling at their slowness. He received the communion from the hands of the Bishop, saying,
"I go from a corruptible to an incorruptible
crown. I am ready for all that is about to befall me, and from the bottom of my heart I
have forgiven them alL" He traversed the banqueting hall behind the line of soldiers. _ He ate
a piece of bread and drank a glass of wine. It
was 1 o'clock. Hacker knocked at the door.
Juxon and Herbert fell upon their knees. It
was the King who raised them. At the extremity
of the ball an opening made on the day previous
led to ths scaffold, level with it, andtvhung with
-ional efforts in enlisting the co-operation
of all the clergyrhen of the Establishde
: Church,, .collected returns wHch were of
; ] great value, although necessarily incom-
'.' ' plete, ■ After seven years he completed
y . .'lis compilations, and published the re-
'.' suits in ■ twenty-one volumes, probably
r;" ihe- 'greatest statistical work ever under*
, '-_~'pq. and, carried throtfgh by one pri-
" entearprise. Undeih the system
I - ^ad "in 1851 the system in Great
I . . z.hx ip now taken in one^day, the 31st
C' - : 'lA'dZoh.. In 1851 30,610 enumerators
;■ \ \ -i'o appointed in England and Wales
'il' I/? rI:he~2,19Q district ^Registrars in those
':, ': * ■' ,lies, each enumerator haying a
■; iiV" •"-'■"-; defined district assigned to
"iv   i|i ""    Scotland the thirty-tw<. "Sher-
;;1 ... 'ed the -teu&poraiy Begir^ars
8,130  enumerator's.   Eor   the   smaller
islands the Government appointed 257
enumerators, and in Ireland the census
was taken by the constabulary.   Some
days   before   the census   day printed
schedule^   were    delivered    at   every
house     or     tenement;      in     Wales
these   were   printed    in   Welsh,   for
the benefit of the lower classes.   These
schedules   contained   questions   about
the name, relation to the head of the
family, condition, age, sex,  occupation,
and birth-place of every person in Great
Britain, and also to the number of deaf,
dumb and blind.    Measures were taken
to secure accurately the names of mght
laborers, persons out of  the country,
travelers, seamen, „ soldiers, etc.   These
schedules were all filled up in the mght
of March 30-31, and were taken up at an
early hour on March 31, the collector
.filling up the parts that had been left
blank through their negligence or inability.     All  unoccupied  houses   and
buildings in course of construction were
also noted.    The floating population—
persons who spent the mght in boats
and barges, in barns, sheds, etc., were
required to be estimated as nearly as
possible.     The   enumerators  were   allowed one week to make their returns in,
all transcribed, and the summaries and
estimates completed to detailed instructions.     The district Begistrars had to
complete then: revision of the returns of
their subordinates in a fortnight, paying
particular attention to nine specially defined  points.     These  revised returns
were again revised by the Superintendent Begistrars, and then transmitted to
the Census Ofiice.    The census was the
most successful, in quickness and accuracy, accomplished in any country up to
that time, and the same system has been
pursued, with little variation, ever since.
The digestion of tlie census reports by
the   central   authorities  is   conducted
most thorougHy, and the compilations
are of the greatest value to statisticians
and economists.    The  British   system
served   as   a  model  for  many  other
countries, where the census is now taken in  one day by means of printed
schedules.
3HI©w Sam IFffamcisc© "Was IPsprged. of
Its ILawless EleMmeimts ss. ftraayte? ofi
ss, (Demtnmry AgOo
[From the Hew York Herald.]
The famous episode in the early history of California, wHch excited the attention of the civilized world in 1856,
has become dimmed in general recollection by stupendous intervening events,
although perfectly-well remembered in
California itself. The only precise
knowledge of it possessed by the new
generation is derived from Gen. Sherman, who, in his "Memoirs," gives a
lively, but onesided and hostile, sketch
of its history.
Gen. Sherman was, at the time", a
banker in San Erancisco. Some_ time
before the creation of the Vigilance
Committee he had been appointed Major General of the State militia, but had
not accepted and qualified. On the outbreak of the disturbances he was persuaded by the Governor-to take the office, and he entered with characteristic
dash and zeal upon the task of suppressing the "Yigilants." As the movements
was outside the law, it was the duty of
the State Government to suppress it, and
it was for Gen. Sherman, as commander
of the militia, to devise the plans. But
he had no success, and threw up his
commission in disgust. He applied to
Commodore Earragut, then stationed at
San Erancisco, for a sHp, but was refused. He applied to Gen. Wool, then
commanding the Umted States troops in
California, for arms. He asserts in the
"Memoirs" that they were promised,
and that Gen. Wool afterward denied
Hs promise, and he is pretty severely
handled in the "Memoirs" in consequence. When that alleged promise
was violated, Sherman found that he
was powerless, since all the arms on the
coast were in possession either of the
Yigilants or Gen. Wool. Thereupon
Sherman resigned Hs commission scud
went back to Hs bank. An application
was afterward made by the Gov6rh<?r to
President Pierce for Eederal assistance,
which was refused. The best publie-
opinionwas so' strongly on the sideo£
the Yigfiints thatitwas d^sine'd unwise
to interfere. ' ' •
/ ''!She -state of aScic '~""4. ranch. tror£e
" -Ihsu it is* now.' il>ne ,'Cpsey hzil
rerrjesed inthe. Bullet? re- ",cv a'rfrafe-
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BY JOHN IDI/EWOOD.
My spirit is yearning to-night with, aesire— ' . V
"Unquenchable longing, doomed ne'er to expire—
That strives in its bonntif ol vigor to blast
The liopeB of tiie present and joys of the pask
I'm longing, aa only theliomeless can long,
To list as of yore to the lullaby song;
To see my young sisters, in innocent glee,
At play -with, their dolls 'neath the old "beeches &E2r
Or, -with my wild brother, to" wade in the Btream
That glided close by 'neath the sun's living gleam
Or to launch tiny ships, and send them to sea,
As eager as Captain and sailor could "be.
I'm longing, Fm longing, for all the loved scenes
That come when the sliadow of night intervenes,
Aad, silently, vigils o'er the -wanderer keep,
As he softly murmurs in Ms home-dream sleep.
Oh, hours of wild rapture! breathe on me the spell
That brings me those pleasures *with wliich I woal&S
dwell,
And give me the pinions of fancy to fly
To the liome of my childhood, and there let me <Ue.
Oh, stranger! whose bark is at rest on the sea
That foams in wild fury and chaos 'round me,
light up your bright beacons of love, so the "boat
May
safely reach
tossed.
harbor,  though fiercely .storm-
For love is the beacon of light and of life,
The rapture of living, allayer of strife,
The key to the heart in humanity's "breast,
The giver of joy and bestower of reBt.
—Chicago Ledger.
PITH Mm POMTo
tlie:
be or
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■<ik
■cta^^Oxd-'o^Ou- .i-i-lg,...the 6Cil"COiV iir* uuer
street before'the "latter could drawHs
pistol. This was the culmination of an
excitement which had been growing for
weeks. Casey, after the shooting, went
and surrendered himself to the Sheriff, a
member of the ballot-stuffing gang, who
was Hs friend. The next day after
King's funeral, the Yigilants went to the
prison, seized Casey, tried Hm by their
secret tribunal, convicted and sentenced
him, and, on the following day, hanged
liim and another murderer, Cora, in
front of the Yigilants' headquarters.
These swift measures struck terror into
the corrupt ring, and the Yigilants kept
control for the ensuing three months,
until they had accomplished their work,
in the course of wHch they hanged four
miscreants and banished about twenty.
The most remarkable instance of their
defiant and relentless energy was their
arrest of the CHef Justice of the State,
for stabbing one of their constables, and
they would have hanged him if the eon-
stable had died of Hs wound. The
friends of Terry, the CHef Justice, applied to the Umted States Judge for a
habeas corpus, wHch he found a pretext
for refusing. They afterward procured
a habeas from a State Judge, wHch put
the Yigilants in a dilemma. But their
■wits were equal to the occasion. Before
the officer could approach to serve the
writ, they had spirited away the CHef
Justice, and then opened their doors and
told the officer to satisfy himself that
they were detaining nobody in custody.
When they had done their work, they
resigned, amid a festive celebration. Although they were techHcai murderers,
no attempt was made to punish them,
for no jury could have been found to
bring in a verdict of guilty. Eor the
ensuing twenty years San Erancisco was
one of the best-governed cities in the
United States.
She Had Him.
"Husband," said a wife, "I think we
should have a filter for om- hydrant."
"Bat that would increase our grocery
bill, dear," replied the head of the family
with a twinkle in the corner of Hs eye.
"How so?" queried she. "By our system losing .just so much brain food—
from the water, you- know," he said.
"Well, you are welcome to have your
part of the water unfiltered," she continued. '' Aye, but I need its brain food
the least of any in the family," declared
he, looking at her provokingly. There
was a momentary pause only, when she
retorted: "lean see that you are entirely right—having no brain to feed;
dear, what should you want of brain
food ?" He looked up at her again—this
time appeaiingly—and it was noticed
that the twinkle no longer dwelt in his
eye—it had gone over to hers.
Washington, Vt., has twelve men
whose united ages are 1,056 years, viz.:
Deacon Samuel P. Bailey, 100 years;
Capt. Charles Erench, 95; Charles
Wright, 93; Capt. Leonard Bradford,
89 j Jabez Eisher, 88; Ass&sa Fairbanks,  88;   Caleb Carr,   88;. Harvey
Sealing Letters.
A Dutch journal' gives the following
information about the different methods
wHch have been used in sealing letters :
Eor a long period ordinary beeswax
was the only material employed. Toward
the middle of the sixteenth century tHs
-was replaced by sealing-wax, introduced
from India. By degrees this came into
general use.
The oldest book in wHch there is mention of sealing-wax is a treatise of one
Garsias de Orta qn Aromatics and
Simples, published in 1563; and the first
letter known to have been sealed with
wax is said to have been written to Frederick Count Palatine, by a Erench gentleman, sent on a mission to the Court of
Weimar.
Wafers made their appearance somewhere about the same time. Adhesive
envelopes were invented and first used
in England about 1848. It seems very
strange that so simple a device was not
thought of before.
By slow degrees the most conservative
abandoned sealing-wax and wafers; but
they were long retained in those strongholds of conservatism, the English Government offices. Sealing-wax-makers'
occupation is now nearly gone.
Eobtx years ago a stock of liquors,
kept for sale in Swanzey, N. H., was
bought and burned by the citizens, and
since then none has been publicly sold
n townr
QuiGiNATiTiX woman was man's sequeL
Bbic-a-bkao to be avoided—Eamily
jars.
The young man who wants to get -Eg>
with the sun mu&t not sit up too late
with the daughter.
A FA&nniAB instance of color-blindness;
is that of a man taking a brown silk Tpa.-
brella and leaving, a green gingham im
its place. *
She was my idyl when I wooed
My idol when I won 5
My ideal when, in after years,
Ways idle she had none.
Mother (very sweetly) to_ her cME~
dren, who have just had a distributes,
of candy—" What do children say when
they get candy ?"   Chorus—" More.P
An old widower says, when ^ you J~zz~~>
the question to a lady, do it witb-a'!iiriil
of laugh, as if you were joking. * Li rllc3
accepts you, very good; 11* she p)Z3Z ^tl^
you can say you were only in fz<x
. "-Wbat do ^you" suppc'*"' -rzz. r.rrr
whenwemesoihlieaYei)-' . zzl'; zAIAl
she.' ««S=y?' Tknow-' : -r \fll c~r-
daxling-." "33J&fiftyl" .—lb fi\Az
,you'll say: £I ir7 l .c r~n rr. Izrzz
just how at j70*iild/    ~~~. \<
engage*   '    ' * * %.    A-A '
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\j.J&suiW-bLi'M.C—^t'iiS:    -——t- i—O* ,—}.^.—, -*..-
it was tbo late. .v"Oh, certainly," sh©
replied, " it is vefef easy to untie it now
while it is only a'besau knot."
"UnijESS you giva me aid," said a
beggar to a benevolent lady, "I ana
afraid I shall have to resort to something;
wHch I greatly dislike to do." The lady-
handed Hm a dollaa:, and compassionately asked : "What is it, poor man,
that I have saved you from ?" " Work/^
was the mournful answer.
A whiter in the Boston Transcript
thus relates a tale of woe: " The young
lady came and tried to sell me a manuscript story. ' My teacher likes it,' she
said when I repeated our usual formula
of no space, no money, no time, and no
anything to her. 'Teacher an editor?'
I inquired mildly. 'No, indeed,' was the
answer, 'she's a person of refinement,
and education.''"
"Am I tired of life?" said a cheexfni
old man, the other day, in reply to the
question. "Not a bit of it. I remember landing in tHs town with a cHphatj,
Hckory sHrt and a pair of breeches. Tv&
been away up and I've been flat on mj"
back, yet I'd like to begin and go it all
over again—cHp hat, sHrt, breeches ancl
all. Why? Well, you see when yom
come to the end, you don't know whaf s
beyond. I'm dead sure of this other*
thing, and, on the whole, this world jusfe
tickles me to death."
It is no wonder that a miller soon ge_s
gray, when on all sides he hears innaenv
does about toll.   Here is the latest ones
parapHased from one of Watts' hymns
Teach me the measure of my grist,
Thou maker of my meal;
I would survey what I have missed
And learn how millers deal.
See the vile miller lifts the pole,
The mill begins to crawl;
He keeps the grist, sends home th&.
And tells the boy that's all.
What can I look or hope for, then,.
Prom miller's meal and dust,
Who keeps a portion of my grain.
v     And disappoints my trust.
Xow all such millers I'll forsake,,
My empty bags recall,
And give my custom to such men
As send me back my all.
"Why She Med.
Of 'the late Comtesse de OolloTedG*
who was once a leader in European society, it is related that she was one daj*
taking her daily constitutional on the
terrace at Weisbaden, when a young
man came xrp to her, and, bowing, saiilr
"Bonjour, Madame la Comtesse.13
"Monsieur," replied the lady, stiflly, "I
have not the honor of your acquaintance." "But Ihave had the honor of
being presented to you," pleaded *th©
stranger with a smile. " Possibly; "buSj,
as I have already said, I have not the
honor of knowing you." "I am tka
Prince of Wales,A remarked H. B. H^,
bowing once more, and moving on. -Eh©
poor Comtesse fainted, and died io__r
days after. It was a> fatal blow to iihssfe
which she held most dear—her savtm*
vivre.—New York Tribune.
Two grammarians were w
one contending that it was only proper
to say, "My wages is high," wMle -fia©*
other noisily insisted that the eoKreds
thing was, "My wages are high." Usually they stopped a day-laborer* sskS
submitted the question to him. " W^^»
do you say, 'Your wages is high,' w_
' Your wages are Hgh ?' " " Oh, off wiH
yer nonsinse!" he said, resuming hm
pick; "yer naythur of ye right—se©
wages is low, bad luck to it !'*