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A Hwsi --3F fte Clare County.
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VOLUME III.
CLARE, MIC
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fiicMEZilsna wxsiiiiirEo
335T E^SESC V. HA&Se.
"Btoa may eavy -fits Joya »? tSo IchSkj,
Ao>£imeyMGfee%ca£3yHX®; ..
¥ou may (St- o& Ha bountiful fo^ta, -
As* psaScaBla tadnstrfous xriic
IM yi^a 'wosisefl ia t&o wooda ia Uio "ctetOEj
Or f ojiesed tfeo fizxxox up dop,
T?ith.a lagano' tEBfluy young oxen,
Anr feet heavy fcae'fi with «3ay,
I2f5'Ou Md Si§ o!S pl9-s7~I'm a aialiin'
Ifou'ddix&iu a different wc^.
¥w m^ -feiSj fe' tho golden-eyM (iainies,,
Aa' lilie» thafc wear each n .chsra,
But it gteea sue a heap o' harfi labo?
To Ixqsq- 'eats- fasm opl'iu' my farm;
¥qvl meg pictUB' lho beautiful sunsets,
An' landscapes bo full o' repose,
But I never g5t time to look at 'era,
Except wtosn it rains ot it snows;
You may sing o' tha. song-birds 0' oummer,
I'U tend to tlie hav/ks and the «rowe.
You may long fur -She loft, o' the farmer.
Art' dwell on. the pleasuses o' toil;
But the igesa things We heV on our table
AU hev to be dug from tHe soil;
An' oufc begutlful, bright jailer butter,
Perhaps you may never hev learned,
Make3ia beapp' hatd wori fur tbe winamin,
It hes to bk cheertuliy -churned;
And fee ^eesea, po plump ia our jtaatry.
All hev to%s lifted an' turned.
When S&ojae from the hay-field in Bummer, .
. Wife stars gleamin' over my head.
When £ milk by the light o' my l&ntem,
An'-wearily crawl into bed,
WtepH,! think o' the work o' the morrow,
Aij* worry fiir fear It mi<jht rain,
Whea £ is2aa?the long peal o' the thunder,
An' wife, she begins to complain,
Tben I feel es if life waa a burden,
WEfch lestls to &ope fur or gain.
But %e corn must be planted in ppringtimo,
The weeds must be kep' from the ground,
The iiay wa.net be -cut to tiie summer, -
?Sie^7ben4 must be cradled ca'bound;
fur we never aire- out o' employment
_. ISssspt wiien w>e lie in our bed,
Far thfe wood must be tooled in the winter,
An'paSiently piled in the^hed,
While tbe grain must be took to the market,
Ska Ete<5k must be watered and fed.
ton may ■envy the joys o' the farmer
Who workB like a slave fur his brend,
OiLEigigg?, to p|jy Bfi a mortgage "
~5mat bespj. llks.a. cloud o^r. bis head.,
womashood, bui. no word ©? sign ©ame
from Ali® Granger, tad eM isfe e&© gavo
lum tap aitogetfeea, -
-'M'aggie waa 20 yessEs oH w*fes& hear
;fc6h©r died,. e&Jl w Grsc|itos& pounced
•dowa, and she and foes mo£hes -ware sold
oat," Mrs. Ihralop mis ©Sered' a home
ia London by a sister, who was well ©££
Mid -bad tempered, end it was thankfully
, Iron ES3y,ga£STst hignjesfiers an' cgrriaoMo,
An'.long fur the life that he leads j
Ba^4teife'B Isstle o'comfort or pleasuro
' Ia.2ghfei?fisaibugaan.,'tfeeweaac.
Buttha€arm§s depends upon only
1£h& liSsingsiaiat heeotna By his toil,
Am'*he;leetls he; gains-is got holiest, »
By turaln' and tillin' the ooiL
WBsri his feet^ropis toted to market,
SSJitConEsieace till ispotless an1 clear,
15a may leave, ijie old farm house forever,
T«6 dwdl ta a holier sphere; ,' .
Aa* %t& crown *&at he wears may be brigfeteu
; EbcauDeo'MsplHiBilQ'lJfahero. .
.-• aiuasfflTiwE -.-,-
861 fes»s ^©t e&ale .news log- jou, Mag-
gie,sr hs ^asi, «aie day, about eighteen
wxmfflm affer mefead gained his coiamis-
tikon. *s'Guess^hai ife is."
^^^I^SS^jryem *-v?s}klm*r- %kmg ths-- grepfc
l^aeo cf •^Krloo'k;' listetdng to the eeu-«e-
leas mraffmiar of the sea, as at itftervuis
€hey laad walked aad listened -ever since
fihey ecrfd remember; at any rate, she
was sis years yoxmger than her former
pipy-fellow.
~- Soa are going to be promoted," she
?;;*sPi?OEa®tefl, youEttle goose! Soone
• l^er gets prosm>ted in the British army.
CHiess agaia.*'
" You ^re going to marry an heiress."
'rhere was a lamp in her throat as she
said it
' ** Wrong again. No estimable young
pergon with green eyes, a turn-up nose,
susceptible heart and dS50,000 a year has
turned up yet But it's something nearly as goo3. I am ordered to China."
"Oh, Alio!" she gasped, and bluest
into tears. It was very foolish of her,
but then she was only 16, and had not
jet acquired the praiseworthy art of
concealing her feelings.
'*"Why, whatever are you crying for?"
he asked, and kissed away her tears.
He'd kissed her ever since she was 5,
»a& thought no more of it than if she
bad-been his sister, or the cat, excepting, perhaps, thatit was nicer—wbich it
was, nd doubt "i"Shall ordy be away
five years at nptost^ and when I come
hook. FIT bring A^fftk a pig4ail, and an
ivory tooth-pickV'^d' a whole lot of
fiungs, and-—" * :
** Yes," she saidr listening attentively*
"Butthenyou'U be a young woman
^|<^ei^'and fbiiV and all that sort
of ttinig, and won't condescend to speak
to a poor I4eutenan,t; you will have all
the Squires and fox-hunters about thei
place at your f Set1'
" Oh! no, indeed, X shall not, Alio,"
; ihe said, eagerly. ' "
•f^t ftell J-ou you will. I
you are. a born.little- flirt, and
oorde.back and find—" .-. ..
Biit she ;burst into tears again, and
put up her pretty^ little htahd to stop his
teasing, whfcli sue could iiqt bgar just?
fheiu " It . seemed so cruel" of him.. to
laugh andjoke.^h^n he was going away
for five years.*.. Ms did not- seem to care
a bit, -and she could haye broken, her
heart upoir the spot, and thrown away
the,pieces,*"so\as.jiever: to be bothered
with it again; - Then, seeing, her mournful bine eyes, he was merciful,
*' I believe I shsili come back and find
you just as £reat, a little 'darling as ypu
are now, and, if we've got any money,
we'njgetmarried and livehappy ever after,
and if we haveh'i* we'll get married and
starve ever after—unless, of course, the
. heiress turns up." ,
''Oh, I - -hope she won't!" said
[Maggie, like"_a truthful little idiot.
"Shall. you ever write to.me, Alic,;
dfeaj-?" • ; - . . ...... A:
f-lSresypf:'covise,X .shall, and I shall
expect. you -to- write back six pages
<sroMed;,md all that'sort of a thing, you
Jmowl" •'"*• •••«••-■ •--- ■
So Alic Granger went to Ohina, and
'.Maggie waited. hopefully enough for a
letter, but six months passed and: none:
<jame. **' ]?erhapsi it takes longer for a
letter- to- get-• here froiUGhiha;" she
thought, knowing as littje" "about the
means of transit and the time it took as
if the 'Celestial ;city had^^been in the
moom '. But.a .year, pf^sed, and^yetno
• letter !came, aad Maggie journeyed into
believe
I shall
,Maggie ^ent as goveEneso into th©
family of a Mrs. Marshall, o£ Woolwich.
Mm. ■ M^rshall'a daughter by her first
husband "^ras really mistress of the establishment, for Mary Patterson had a
stroag will and she was art heiress. * 'A
vesry nasty heiress,' too," poor Maggie
thought, and sh© was right, for Maria
was skinny* and thought hersett Qarcas-
tic, and always said very nasty things to
people who did not dare to say thein
back again.
One evening, when Maggie had been
pfeouta-year at Woolwich, and she was
sitting alone, ia her school-room as usualj,
for the pupils had just said good-night
cisad been delivered to the tender mercies
of their nurse. Miss Patterson walked in
very much dressed end rathsB fiushed
cmd excitecL
"Miss Dunlop," she said, "we shaH
have a few friends this evening, and I
know one or two of them like an impromptu dance; will you be ready to
come into the drawine-room and play if
we should want you?"
In the evening she put on her shabby
black gown, and stuck a spray of white
flowers in her golden hair., and waited
patiently for the summons. When it
came, with a roll of music under her
arm, a flush onlher innocent, frightened
face, and a scared, almost hunted, expression in her eyes,- she. descended and
timidly opened the drawing-room door,
and there stood still for a moment, star-*
ing in astonishment. There sat the
heiress, with an eager, pleased expression on her fswe, and leaning over her,
talking and laughing, and mor© handsome than ever, and sunburnt and sol-
dierly-lookingywas Alio Granger. The
color rushed to Maggie's face, as if to
say a.hurried good-by, and ih§n left it
altogether. She, recovered self-posses-
l§fbn, -however, and. walked, with what
she flattered herself was great- dignity
toward the piano. 8he felt rather than
saw him sfsise his head and look at her,
and the next moment fine saw him by
her side.
■ "Maggie—my dear Maggie 1 . Why,
fancy you being here; where -did yoa
come from ? I have been trying to find
you out for months."
"I thought you"—and then she did
^ot.^OM^oWj-tos^g^oi?, Po-£$def,; r.]r
mosir piteouslyv -" ^'I^aiS the governess
here."
'* Ajcs you? Oh, I Bee, "then, that is
the.reason I have not seen you before, I
suppose."
" Do you really know Miss Dunlop ?"
the heiress asked, coming up and speaking in her coolest manner,
Maggie wished sincerely she could
sink into her shoes and bury herself.
"Why, of course I do; we have been
Elay-fellows ever since we were born—
»?en't we, Maggie?"
And Maggie, feeling that she was
backed up, answered bravely:
"Yes."
"Oh, indeed, how interesting 1" then
turning to Maggie : " Will you be so
good as to begin a waltz, Miss Dunlop ?
This was to be our dance, I think," to
Alic, and she -Bailed off with him triumphantly.
He .came to her directly after the danoe
was over.
"I went down to Perlock to try and
find out where you had gone to,"-he
said, " but nobody knew.".
"It didn't matter," she said, huskily,
letting her fingers wander vaguely over
the keys to make believe she wasn't
very much interested in what he said.
"Yes, it'did-^—it mattered a great deal.
Why, I have got a box full of curiosities for you—clubs to fight: with, and a
little heathen god oi two, and a statue
of Buddha* and all sorts of things. I
told you I should bring you them home.
Do you livehere—I mean in this house f"
- He said these last words under his
breath, for the heiress came up, and
he: w»s carried off to dance with
Mrs. Sdikebody at the other end'of the
rooni, but hot before Maggie had nodded
a reply to him. Soon after this Miss
Patterson came up to the piano, and,
saying that she wished to1 play herself*
and tfaat Maggie looked tired; dismissed
her without being able to get another
look at Alic. "'
? '-■ ^he next morning, to Maggie's very
■gn^ surprise, Miiis Patterson came info
tlie^&cliool-room before the children had
assembled 1' •
"Miss Duhlopr/' she Said stiffly, . ff.I
should like to know where you s&y you
met Miv Granger," :,.,,- *"
•rAtP'erlock;' His uncle „ lived xtext
door to my;motiier« : He is a Very old
friend, indeed—-" * r, ■ ['
"Thankyou. I merely wished to inquire, because, of course, you must be
aware that it is not usual for Miy one in,
your position to make herself remarkable by havinsr long confidence talks with
.any gentleman who may visit the house."
"I don't know what you meani Miss
Patterson," Maggie said, dadigfiantly, •
But Miss Patterson had swept out of
the room without deigning tO'ifejSly.
Then Maggie went into * her; little
roomy the one place she had in-the world
entirely to herself!, and cried till her
eyesi were redJan*d her lie8iid*'a<jheclu'
-The lessbns' did nbt 'progress that
^morning; ■- Maggie was thinking of Alic,
who was n"6i doubt, strolling ,kbout tlje
commohlistehihgto the.baUdiaihd? inak-
ing'love 'to the ^-heiress. "The children
^weremo^e than tlsuaUytstupid,ct$b, and
all the Wolrld seemed «upsidi down, ahd
all its ways" turned crooked. -Suddenly,
,.at about lS2>'.p'clpck,,just wjhe^lMaggie.
was "in the'iniddle ol.ex^im^lngjjw'be^t
she coald th® eccentricities oi W&Q V [ a
grosmiss:, &sr& wes a *knoe*i: cr -O
nehooi-foom. dc?s.
"CJomis.!a?*'olieBaid, . r
' The door opened,- and them stoc/ >■:>
fofe her astonished eye&the form c" " --3
©ranger, and behind him was a I- ^T
evidently his servant—-with a bos c Tb
shouldeES.
" ML right, Tom, put i% down 5 '1 :': a
Eight; now be ofE, There, Pve br^ ' Yg
the curiosities round, Maggie; I th" fit
you would like-to see them^"
" Oh \ What will Mrs. Marshd M
Mss Patterson say?" said "Maggie, ia
consternation.
" Nothing to you for the next '. "S-
hour or so, for I have just seen the: _. on
their way to Woolwich^ and thour ': JL
should get a quiet chat with you^ - Zy
dears," he said, turning to Me£ .-a's
wide-eyed, open-mouthed pupils, ( l.m
q^aite sure you'd like to be let off' ith
your lessons, so I'll let you off fe "^n
hour; run along, my little dears,r - id
.he opened the door for them and sh; A it
after them. 0
"Oh, Alio!" she said, in fear ^ad
trembling.
."Oh, Maggie.l" he answered, z~'rm.-
icking, "what did you mean bygiiag
away feom Perlock, and not leaving ^"ny
address ?"
"I couldn't help ita and you E^-ver
wrote." '. , ■ .
"*Mo, I never write - letteis; C-'r&'i
know how to spell weE enough. Br i I
have been hunting-for you all oyer ih&
place, fend never dreamed of finding you
here. How we'll unpack th&box; I cad
it opened: beJoi*e t e&Baej so it's ©niy
fastened by a loek." .'•„.'
"Butj.Alio, they'll neter fosgiveicaa
"-ITever'minds st-doesn't matter, because if you are good t^ll take you rrcay
n^; weeKi ' Besides, ^tey'll forgfe Die
anything. I saved the iOolpnel'c f£®
when he was- in Hong M<mjg-*-*& lec^v 00
he says. There, notv^ what do you ii""±,
of .these for flghMng with?:. Got thes at
Java on purpoie; f-ds ypu,?' arid he'.keld
up 'tf pair of heathenish-looking fehibs
and brandished them over her head, and
then proceeded to pull out the rest of
the contents'«£ the box and to decorate
the school-room with them. "There's
Mr. Buddha, and therefs—why, what's
the matter, Maggie ?" ' - /
"Nothing, only you will get me into
into dreadful trouble—you. svill,, indeed 5
Miss Patterson earner in this ssopniftg
and scolded me for'talking'to yoa'lasfc
night."
" Kever-toind, she's only jegtlc
laughed. ^ "Howj-tellme ho
C-3,W-Vj
?^^^.^, ^v-'".
* 1 u^sijUftft**.
"Whatfor?" she asked, innocently.
" Why, you haven?t forgotten that we
agreed to get married when we came,
back, have you, little coquette ?" and he
put his arm around her waist, just as of
old, and was not reproved It was so
very comfortable^ she thought.
" No; but you are engaged, are you'
not?" •
" Yes, of course, I am—to Vou."
"Oh, but, Alic—"
"Oh, but, Maggie—"
And then he stopped aud kissed her,
and nothing more could be said, for
the door opened and there stpod the
Colonel, and there stood Msritf^Patter-v
son. . s
Of course there was no rejoicing on
the part of Maria, but, notwithstanding,
Alic and Maggie were married within a
month. mammmnK_m^mmmmmmm^mmmmmmtm
The Llama.
The South American, llama will bea"
neither beating" nor ill-treatment. The
animals go in troops, an Indian walking
a long distance ahead as a guide. If the
delay be too great, the Indian, becoming uneasy toward sunset, after all due
precaution, resolves on supplicating the
beasts to resume their journey. He
stands about fifty or sixty j>aces] off, in
an attitude of humility, waving his hand
coaxingly toward them, looks -at them
with tenderness, and atthe same time,
in the softest tones, reiterates, "Ick
ic 1" If the llamas are disposed to resume their course, they follow the Ii. -
dian in good order and at a regular pace
but' very fast, 'for"- their legs are very
* long; but, when they are in ill-humor,
/they do not even- turn toward the speakr
erj btit remain motionless, huddled together, standing or? lying dowm The
straight neck-and its gentle majestic
bearing, .the long down: of thei? always-.
clean atod glossy skin, their supple and
timid motionj all give them ah air at
once Sensitive and noble.. "The llama is
"the only: cre'atTqir£" employed .'iby man
which* he, dargs npt 'jstnke.. H it happens-:—which is very seldom the case-r-
that an Indian wishes to obtain,1 either
'by force or "even by threats, what -the
llama wiE.nbtj .willingly perform, *^e ^
stant the ariimal.' finds itself affronted by
words or gesture he raises his head with
dignity, and, without making any at-,
tempt io escape ill-treatment by flight,"
Ues sdowh, turning his looks "toward"
heaven. Large tears flow freely frooT
his beautiful eyes, sighs issue from his
breast, and, in half or three-quarters of
an hour at most, he expires. The re-
»pect shown these animals by Peruvian
Indians amounts, absolutely to supersti-;
tiouJB reverence. Whenthe Indians lead
them, "two approaich and caress the aui-
iciial, hiding his head" thit he may not
see the load on liis back. It is the same
in unloading. The Indians of the Cordilleras alone have sufficient patience,
and gentleness to manage the llama.'
As wb have only a ghost of-a navy it
ieideet an:d right tjbhat Admiral ^Porter
should be «i fiispectqr GeneralvTrrjPMia-
delphia Bulletin. Iii' cprmectidni with
Porter we-might further add that it
would be lheet and drink; b'ujp.jfco be
teej &e navy takes Water,-—'Nety- York
Commercial Advertiser. *• ■. • •»
IAT0EDAT. JULY 16, 18
NUMBE]
ISSSHFE1M5PS SWPIPfm
pFrom feo How "JosSc Xtoei.]
7Sh@ awittil prevalencs o2 the vice of
chopping among women is ono of those
oigns of the times which lead the thought-
fal patriot almost to despair of the future
of our country. Few people have any
idea oi the extent to which our women
are addicted to tMs purse-destroying
vice. Statistics show that of every 1,000
women between th© ages of 18 and 45 no
less than 693 are habitual shoppers, and
of these more than one-half notoriously
shop to what would be universally considered excess. Even girls younger
than 18 are frequently found shopping.
Mothers have actually been known to
teach girls of tender years to shop by
urging them to "play store" with one
another, and to go through the ghastly
mockery of buying useless things with
unconvertible pin currency. When these
children grow a little larger and go to
school, their mothers supply them with
pocket-money, and abet them in going
mto shops and openly buying ribbons
and things. It is now a difficult task to
find, even in a retired country farmhouse, a girl who is absolutely uncon-
taminated by shopping; for, although
there may be farm-houses remote from
all. kinds of shops, nevertheless the
tempter, in -the shape of the peddler,
wiE search out the innocent farmer's
daughters, and with his wily ways lead
them to take the first steps in a career
of headlong shopping. The husbands'
that have been ruined and the homes
that have been made desolate by wives
whose passion for shopping has mastered
them, are almost without number. The
amount of money annually spent in
shopping by the women of Ajneriea is; so
enormous iiiat in comparison with it the
amount spent by men for whisky seems
too-trifling to deserve notice.
How to fight thiB terrible vice is a
question to winch there has hitherto
been no satisfactory answer.
We cannot look to legislation Ior any
relief. Neither ean we hope for anything from th© efforts -oi professional
anti-shopping lecturers* These misguided women take-the extreme ground
that all shopping is a sin per se, and
denounce every shopkeeper as a fiend-*
incarnate.. They insist that, the moderate shopper is as bad as the woman'
who. wallows in shopping, and that she
who buys a-calico dress is as £ad as
she who buys forty yards of trimmings
or insertion. If one of these lecturers
hap-pei^-.tQ jbe^&a-eloquent ■wpaisai*.>.iu
're*f<*Smed: shdpp'er^ith a fund of eonnes*
anecdotes and pathetic stories illustrative of the follies and miseries of shop-*
ping, she is moderately sure to draw a
large audience, but she produces little
or no effect in reclaiming confirmed
shoppers. Sometimes the lecturer may
induce a few women to sign the total-
abstinence shopping pledge, but of the
signers nearly everyone relapses when
the ejjgitement of the lecture has been
forgC^"-!. The truth is that people
will not oe brought to regard total abstinence from shopping in any and all
circumstances as a Christian duty.
The first ray of hope on this dark
matter has been afforded by the organization of the,' * Shopping-Women's Moderation Society*" This society owes its
origin to several intelligent and upright
women who fully recognize the evils of
excessive shopping, but who do not consider that shopping in moderation is
necessarily wrong. As is well known,
the favorite purchase of the confirmed
shopper, is "trimmings," After the
habit of shopping becomes fixed, calico,
barege, hosiery, and even gloves cease
to satisfy the victim. She craves the.
stronger stimulus of " trimmings," and
on these she squanders her own or her
husband's substance. The..'"'Shopping-
Women's Moderation Society "; pledges
its members to abstinence from trim-
mingsi except when ordered, by an experienced family dressmaker, and forbids them even to approach a counter
where " trimmings" are sold. The
members of the "society also agree to indulge in .shopping of any kind only in
the .afternoon, and: never as a niere
amusement The funds of the society
will be used to aid such confirmed shop?,
perr as "showman earnest desire tore-
form, and fov.tiie relief of distressed ana
impoverished .husbands wnose wives
have ruintd them by excessive shop-,
ping; and eivety member promises, in.
employing servants, to give the prefer-'
ence tothoseswlio do hoi.«h.0p. -
The influence of a society which thus
rejects the extreme: measures/ employed
i>y ,'the, professional anti-shopping lecturers, and appeals.in:a reasonable y,-ay
to the' -intelligence '6f: ;the community,
ought to be very great.„JIt.'will receive
the'"support of tbe.";.very largeuclass of
people who are disgusted with the violence and intolerance-of the-professional
agitators. It is redly- the' fi-cst organizedeffort lb taeet tlie evil of excessive
■hoppinje: which has yet been * made. ■'
Beecher's Jltoney. ,
One of the mysteries of - the -age is
what Henry Ward Beecher-has; -done
with his money. -At ope' time he rwas an
receipt of'$20,000 from his'^urch, $10,-
000 from his newspaper, 4*20.000 from
his lecturing and §10,000 from'marriage
fees, literary woiks and his books, making a total of $60^000 "a'year.- Yet
Beecher never hud any money to .spare.
His household wS& modesty not expensive; his wife- was .apparently not extravagant; he gave nothing;that wa.4'
known to charity, and yet he was always
impecunious. When he wanted to help
Tilton he >&&ve a mortgage upon his
house,.and now he has '-sold-hfe house,
this because" the young birds. Bad all
grown up and Sown oufc of the hest, aad
yet it was a marvel that in his old age he
should leave his comfortable home upon
the Heights of Brooklyn and go into
narrow quarters as a boarder. He
spoke with a sigh, and very evident regret at the breaking ntx of his old house."
TMs was strange, but the unfinished
story in regard to his farmer, Thomas
Turner," at Peek-skifl, is stifl mote
strange. ' When Turner died Mr.
Beecher took charge of. his papers, and
burned a large number of them, among
which, it is alleged, were a number ot
promissory notes. The whPle thing has
a queer look, and the question whicli
agitates newspaper men is where* has all
the money he has made in the last century, amounting to millions, gone to?
Perhaps it is one of those mysteries" that
no fellow can find out, but the curiosity
of the natural man will prompt hini to
find Out the undiscovered channel
through which it flows.—Philadelphia
Mecord.
Did ever a Hellene, shepherd, priest
or King, dare to climb up^the slopes of
Olympus,- away above the lofty pastures
of.-its dales and crests? Did even one
only venture, by placing his foot upon
the great peak, to find himself suddenly
in the presence of these terrible
gods? Ancient writers tell us that philosophers are not afraid of scaling Mount
Etna, although much higher than Olympus; but they never mention' one. single
mortal who has had the temerity to
ascend the mountain of the gods, not
even in the days of science, in that age
when philosophers taught that -Ztsus and
the other immortals were rn.es® conceptions of the huiflan.miiid., =_, .
-- iLaler x>ix, other reHgibuS; disseminated
among this various people living iu ,.^ie-
surirounding plains, took possession';Sof
the sacred mountamand' consecrated? it
to new divinilaes;^^ There the Greek
Christians, wotsliiped the 361^ Trinity
instead of ^eus; thet still look m^on its
three principal,peaks as the IB^ee great
thrones of HeaVeh. One of its loftiest
points,-which formerly,-perhaps, bore a
temple of Apollojisnowsurmbuiited by
a aonpptery of St. Slias^Bne of its dales,
wherein the Bacchantes were wont; to
sing "Evqef' fn honor of Dionysos or
^Bacchus^ is inhabited by the monks oS-
St. *Denys.' Priests have succeeded to"
priests, and the superstitious respect of
modern times to" the Worship of the
ancieht; but perhaps the highest summit is yet untrodden by human steps;
the soft light, resplendent above its
rocks andsnowj. has. ffi>tv*beamed.-- upon
their departure.
A few years ago it would have been
difficult for a European to attain the
Bummit pf thtf inpUrSaihifbr the Hellenic
klephtes, unerring shots, occupied all
its gorges; they had intrenched themselves in it, as within an enormous citadel, and thence,, .recommencing the conflict of the goda against the Titans^ they
set out upon their ; expeditions against
the Turks_ of Mount Ossa;. Proud of
their courage, they believed themselves
invincible as the mountain upon which
they lived; they endowed Olympus itself with life. "I am," said one of their
songs, ."I am Olympus, illustrious in all
ages, and renowned amid Nations; forty-
two peaks bristle upon my brow; seventy-
two fountains flow down my ravines,
and an eagle is perched upon my highest
summit, bearing in its claws the head of
a.valiant hero!" This eaglet'• no doubt,
was that of the ancient J5ens. Even
now-a-days he feeds on man, by. man
destroyed.—History of a Mountain.
•yi^icIier-Mates.
In six weeks i was as much at home
as if I had been a Monammedan all my
life. I formed friends,' had little tiffs
and jealousies with my companions' iii
the household—we all having the saine
interests—and even eating out of the
same plates, without offering to bite,
though the.disposition to do so is so
. strong .*s to f be j barely* under- fcontrol;"
Darwinites may siafely take:my word for.
this fact, and are at liberty to,make.use
of/it^s ^, starthng analogy., ?My tren
cher-mates. we^e a blind J&pulvi (Doctfl®
'of Divinity) and a gentleman with only
two fingers on his righthand, -ibhe only
one with which a Mohamme&ii may
take food. I; had*! with infinite' pains,'
worked thifliin^sfeif'/tinnMiig I wbiild
stand a better chafice; but1 the; first tihie
I sat down I found I had immensely Underrated my friends' abilities, for I never saw two men with such an alarming,
capacity.for, ^purry land,rice, or. who
-showed such extraorjlinary skill at putr
ting it awa"y.' At fitst ^ was" a Uttle |«sr
tidious,' and had= lather 'a prejudiceiin
favor of not seeing a greasy black Hand,
scxatctiing merriiy among ,fm^ foaf:f:iT'
did not seem- to enjoy it a6^mufch"&s:l
ought; however, it was only a prejudice
which I had to overcome. I. began by
imagining lines drjityjiJ oyer-Kihe 'dMi,
separating; a comer of itto;myself', <a^d,
operaiing .inside these liounds.,- -TliV;
suit of tMng "did hot last long; the iyfo-t
fingered' ^gentleman's two long' kng^is
would come aiiglihg along through ,m.v
rice wall before 1 had got my third fistful swallowed, "or the Moulvi's slpiitiy'
hand would wave like a mesmeric iJafcs
oyer the dish, scatter grains of ricse tlllt
had stuck to* his fingers from the last'
mouthful over it, and then alight oil fiiy
-most mpaty anorsel, ai piece I had per-
haps jiacl my eye on &pm the first; but
it would have shown; gy.^efty haste pnSm^
part to^ bave taken, it ^sp .early in tthei;
play; jNp,^fta^^^h^ce^itlio. thetfe-
prace,* •too'.-' *%less^b®^ t^ey'WulU*
tay,' "?hdw iittieyou :<&t, Mbhanimea'
J Amin!" aa they-shared the liiist moutlii *
ful between thev&^AVffii ibMec<M^
Xeanei -- - *-*\ ^> * '**s.w
WimW MB 3FC3E*ia>
•3
Ah unplessaa^ feigs—B©v?a few© M(0$£Z)
oi stfaiEa ' •
Fbom iihe -kmaoKKis fo'C-so ^^r$^-J\,
para^rapher's life.. ._ - "
SqiiBibrs a^?e sysS' -Bs®®.y * ^so-SraQj
-tihough "they c&a - Qgsids q& —-— mss^>
ridges.
".-"'Yott gayQ me„&e&oy cS. joists Iisasek my lovo %
THeii *sdsy fioftia. .aBjS&t&o.Moc&f'*
, " Ok,, thpt tsms yeoisrdayj eainfej abo¥o£;.
And last iilglifc—1 clia-ugea tlia loelsl1'
'-* Always pay as -yoti..jgd^w- ssil iaa ©113 -
man tb his nephew. ** Bu^, TBaell®,.. ssgf^
pose I have nothiag* fo> ^j-m&lr''
"Then don't go/*
_ It would |j® quite-' e^y fe" gay %hs mi>
tional debt by.imposing atasofit "fesaisft^
-!3£here- isn't a woman living ia-Sie <eoiaiE.="
try who would . apt; demand t® |J3 ££>.
sessed. • • -»_ .
... "BsiDGOTyIcanaotsEowyom to bs>
ceive yoxpr lover in %e Mtis^hea ssy
longer." "It's very kind of y«>-Q,ma'oa%
but he is almost too baslhJidt-o eome iat®
the parior.?'
Whsneves you «ee s v/oMaa ialMttg
at a man and beginning to aod 1ms h&aM,
imS. keep time to it with her mpraaesfl
index finger, it is about tisae fo/ aomo
body to climb a tree.
Thebe -was a yemng vromaa namoQ T.3se:cj
Whose lover was such a Bad -ninny,,
He crept up lilie this,
To give her a Iriss, -
And embraced hei old laundresOj VirgJuay.
Miss Soprano (who has jusfi feaslieGl
playing: "Did I drop any. notss^
Susan V"! Her cousin (from the i-radl
districts)—'fH«, not as I knows on, bnu
Fll look under the pianny an* see."
When a Boston jgiri'is' presented rsith.
&' bouquet, sheo'says: ",Oh, how deE-
^ciously sweet; its fragrance''impregnated
the entire 'atmcspliere" of the xoosa/5
A- dbwa-Effisfc giri'-smiply says'1:
smells- ficsumptiGua 5 ^ikaaiks, iXaiibacir
• A?*Me^ HAtrpSEgBa - man goi up to
light a lamp:and Ceil dowa cLea8. Os.2
readers will bear witness that "^73 liavo
always pointed out that this gsKaisg vrz
■ at night;is a man's wife's business.. ISs^
hold the. terr&le |ustificatioH ©f otr?
.course.!,.' ..""** .
With pleading eyes she; looked tho
from the .piano rand .§ang? *' CaM 'sio
your darling a^iaiLp" . But he refeiEssl,
as there were witnesses around, c^idl
there is no teEiiig v/hen' a snafiiwiE ibo
introduced to a breach-of-promise a_fA±
in these days.
SHE GAME OIjB GA13B.
They came into a dangesoiis pines,
Wlieroojia might come to karaa; •
He feared sho'd fell, aid c-a bo oa.iG7
44 W«n't yoti TicaepS ::jy srnt?'3,
* -** Ob," Ii"? ,'' CjfJ ri;-.^^^ 1" xr_'j';!'",tr i';" i»
**Unless, Qir,5-om-«;OiaEu:Hti? -"--■' - -
But then I think it fcs'ctes fas
That jrou aecepfcaayliQncL"
Thsir glances met, the heart of ecy?b
Was in the mouth. 4i Oh, blisa 1"
■ , Those hearts-wera-^"oiolfly Joined in on©)
*' " Anta-welded mth alrisa.'
A siiAKDEB.refuted: George Selxvya
once affirmed in company that no worn®
ever wrote a letter without a postscript
" My next letter shall refute you,*' sale],
Lady G . Selwyn soon after received
a letter from her Ladyship, where, aftee
her signature," stood: " Pf S.—Who was
right; you or I ?" *
' *' Why, I'm so glad you've come. Ditl
"you know that I've been worrying about
you, John, all evening?" "That's just
what I married you for. 'It is pleasant
to think that there is some one home
worrying about you,". Somehow this
view of the matter didn't exactly coincide
.with her ideas of marital amenities.
If she's got to. talk slangj. a Boston
girl will refine and beauti£v\it. Th©
proper caper becomes the 'appropriate
gyration; bang-up is front hair elevated;
-tumbling to the racket is falling to th©
audible disturbance; and a square deal»
quadrilateral distribution. r Oh, -refinement's, a great.thing. • You can jusfe
wager your saccharine - eristenee tha*
Jt.ig,/-; Zj -yy A-:, Jt ".-Az.-.L-f ■:■ ■ :'
... There* is: r» iiaew§papg£ epide^nic oS.
stories reflecting ujjpi^ |h^ ^mothers dt
marriageable y§png ladies. Here is tia©
latest: " fiow came these holes in your
. elbows ?.'d said ai.widpwed another to her
'fOh* Mofhm I; Jpd t>ehind
th^e.sofa^^^ w^^.Polt-.Goblep ^aasqying t©
"■•njltr.LiZijL.^l.-'ii^A J-nTj-n iTta.-*, csrrxn -l-f -wrt-n \,aH
%fa£ thCTe/and so Tf h^^iny/tonigue an^l
lauchedihTidy' sleeves till I burat 'em.*
Boston^s Ca^aei^?f<Jrj^€ientiflc Xying.
It a-ppe&ff that eleetric cals'|ife; a simple- and- ■ cheap ' means pf* "iiltiiadination.
Pro£ :Mayha,rd, of Oineihnatiy ia*said t©
owhithe most powerful electric battery ia
the world.-r- Se is also^the proprietor of
a black tomcat,. unrivalled .* ior size^
beauty and ».int^ll|g€inep^ AiIfew day*
since, so the stpry%goes, thesetwobe-
longingsof tlie^Prbfe^or^me.-tpychane©
info"cbntac| in ,sucli sort "Ihat tlie cat became* the repapifent Of J,a sfeeam of eleo-
•tricfimdesiirhated:at onethousand hors©
power:: ^orth'S^ith^iSs-hair itood erec%
emittinga brilhautcoruscatibnof sparks,
Al series?of sqnalls^'hbw^vef, called the
, PEofessp^s^attenitipn tps his 'favorite's situation, he Promptly disconnected tbe eai
ii-pm" thLe-balt^ryi;, but to his • great surprise, Ipnnd- tjiat,itsremained lununious,
ha,yih^ Itaken suq^ r& tremendous dos©
of electric fiuidthat it had become a.
^permanent generator of electricity", giv-
■ iiigPut- 'ii; llglit'^^^ to that of 800 war
candlesi "•Tbis it has iinpe continued to
do,'it is said, jibditisiipw the terror of
ite feline colleagues, as'it perambulate*
■the tiles-by night blazing like a comet,
but with insufferable - radieiicei.—Boston,
"Traroellm. z -. A ;-:-■,■■ ■■■->. ';'■■■•■-
^ Base ba^ ^iAs.liaye th^ Som©
1 bf * them' bring" lorwarjl colleges that
'blfcherwffie would^BI be^eard; of.A-New
aOrCekri8- JPiB^prHliA' '
" l"HE?cbpl^stmai"i|'he who wjien yow
MfiJ &mM*m yourself, takes;it loe
•f_\ffltM ffiS&^olu" will' hold it' op^a for
iiim and shut it after him.* ' 4i
Object Description
| Title | 1881-07-16; Clare County Press |
| Date | 1881-07-16 |
| Publisher | Goodenough & Wilson |
| Description | Saturday, July 16, 1881 issue of a Clare, Michigan newspaper. Published weekly. Began publication date unknown. In 1886, the title was changed to The Clare Press |
| Subject/Keywords | Clare (Mich.) - Newspapers; Clare County (Mich.) - Newspapers; |
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Description
| Title | 1881-07-16; Clare County Press |
| Date | 1881-07-16 |
| Publisher | Goodenough & Wilson |
| Description | Saturday, July 16, 1881 issue of a Clare, Michigan newspaper. Published weekly. Began publication date unknown. In 1886, the title was changed to The Clare Press |
| Subject/Keywords | Clare (Mich.) - Newspapers; Clare County (Mich.) - Newspapers; |
| Copyright Permission | This material is in the public domain. |
| Type | Newspaper |
| Format | JPG/JPEG |
| Language | English |
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r^> V /' / '"' f !:. " >, . U- Z- ^O \ JifTv A Hwsi --3F fte Clare County. D."' E.'"ALWiHD, Mlistaf. A.' >•* VOLUME III. CLARE, MIC ~j fiicMEZilsna wxsiiiiirEo 335T E^SESC V. HA&Se. "Btoa may eavy -fits Joya »? tSo IchSkj, Ao>£imeyMGfee%ca£3yHX®; .. ¥ou may (St- o& Ha bountiful fo^ta, - As* psaScaBla tadnstrfous xriic IM yi^a 'wosisefl ia t&o wooda ia Uio "ctetOEj Or f ojiesed tfeo fizxxox up dop, T?ith.a lagano' tEBfluy young oxen, Anr feet heavy fcae'fi with «3ay, I2f5'Ou Md Si§ o!S pl9-s7~I'm a aialiin' Ifou'ddix&iu a different wc^. ¥w m^ -feiSj fe' tho golden-eyM (iainies,, Aa' lilie» thafc wear each n .chsra, But it gteea sue a heap o' harfi labo? To Ixqsq- 'eats- fasm opl'iu' my farm; ¥qvl meg pictUB' lho beautiful sunsets, An' landscapes bo full o' repose, But I never g5t time to look at 'era, Except wtosn it rains ot it snows; You may sing o' tha. song-birds 0' oummer, I'U tend to tlie hav/ks and the «rowe. You may long fur -She loft, o' the farmer. Art' dwell on. the pleasuses o' toil; But the igesa things We heV on our table AU hev to be dug from tHe soil; An' oufc begutlful, bright jailer butter, Perhaps you may never hev learned, Make3ia beapp' hatd wori fur tbe winamin, It hes to bk cheertuliy -churned; And fee ^eesea, po plump ia our jtaatry. All hev to%s lifted an' turned. When S&ojae from the hay-field in Bummer, . . Wife stars gleamin' over my head. When £ milk by the light o' my l&ntem, An'-wearily crawl into bed, WtepH,! think o' the work o' the morrow, Aij* worry fiir fear It mi |
