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CLAME, MICHIGAN, SAT'   IB AY, SEPTEMBEE 3,1881.
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'5£o&3iao2 atiia Ms oaayalyife
DoSn-cDa fea'fira oad ttte loapgM'D $2203
Sia -finsa- trasraflfiy SbS. full -ami fhiff.
SErvfeea oesoU 'feoya-to t to; &bi$2SQay Egafe
@3ascd SaMnes of a pletuse fccok;
■.Ud TrtEsfc Sfao-prMe of liis Mme bb& hess&,
£3&c3. ts&Mscait aafi naaSe fe© tas^
.gASfl 4fea tsMe ami stespsft. &@ tea,,
S&aSdy, ewiftiy, silently;
SseS sact werary and weak osfi. faiafe
C^ljsre tor trials without complaiEB,
M&a Esany snothes household saint—
<§sataa6, all selfish tslisa above,
2a tbafatientiaiiiistry ol love.
At. loot, 'betweaa tiie clouds o£ smoko
SJinfe -wxeatiied Ma lips, tbe hnsband epofeM   *
•"'"Efessa's taxes to saisa, oa* int'reat to pay—='
Atid e£ there should coin© a rainy day,
*!!?would be mighty handy, I'm bound to say,
1? hjOTeaasaptbiji' pat by.   For folks must die,
An' there's funeral bills, and gravestuns 10 buy-
Enough to swamp a man, purty aigh.
EssS&e, there's Ektoaxd and Dick and Jco
3X» fee pxovided fof when xre go.
&>*£ 1 vaa yon, I'll tell ye what I'd da 8
Ed be sa-vin* of wood as ever I could—
Bsfe fixes don't da any good—
I'd &e savin' of sope, and savin' of ile.
And ran up some candies once in a whileg
2'S. fee rather Bp&ariu' of coftee an' tea,
For sugar ia high,
And all to bay,
&&M. dder is good enough for me. /
S*d be Mad ©' carefal about my clcfeo
Aad look out sharp how the money gos>-»
dewgaws is-useless, "hater knowo; o
Estry triBQinin'
'Sfchafeaaeel women,
tt ]Pd call off the beat of the cheese and honey,
Aad eggs is as good, jiigh about, 's the money:
And as to the carpet you wanted new—    '
3L guess ve can make the old one du.
And as for the washer an' sewin' machine,
SThem smooth-tongued agents, bo pesky meae,,
Tou'd batter get sid of 'em, slick and clean.
What do they knew about women's work?
®a they calkilate woman, wa bora to okirk?
S3ck and. Edward and little Jco
Sat in the coiner in a row.
Shoy sa-pr the gatient mother g©
<0a ceaseless errands to and fro;
Shay saw that her form was bent and tMn,
M&sr temples gray, hes cheeks sunk in,
Shoy saw the quiver of lip and chin—
And then with a warmth he could not smother,
-©atepolse the youngsot, frailest brother;
*' Tou talk of savin' wood and ile
' An' tea an'sugar, all the while,
. But you never talk of savin'mother/"
—Jni&risr.
11 WESJEfflT MAJElIKc
■: IMSo. to. $ln© Ikssssfc,
{PMladelphia Times ]
Aiew years ago,when I -was inthe
settle business, I started out of the little
.Ibwa oi Cuero, Texas, on my return to
Sea: Aatonio,, Cuero was and is still a
-cost pi headquarters for the cowboys,
oai.it has "been the scene of some of the
.Moodiest encounters ©ver ^witnessed. It
Xktb these that two factions frequently
na§ Im the -wretched dirty steeetSj and
'Trz snrsnta th®y c&ught sight- of each
""^S£.££ ukisy always Ifigca'©appag'aT/ay ■
xMh sifle or revolver.
Semost desperats villain connected
\j$3i this crowd was John Wesley Har-
^Mj fee soa a - preacher, and a fellow
<Qh0j, to my certain knowledge, 'has
MHad mose than a dozen men,     '
Sher© wbs a good deal of drinking and
;<33Sousing in the town,'and I hurried
iSkmagh my business, mounted my mus-
teag said struck off at an easy gallop for
Stea Antoniai Only a little -way out I
ii£©wup at the roadside and went into
<m© oi those miserable little Texas inns
■feo> get something to eat. 1 had scarcely
csated myself at the table when a small,
Mght-eyecL fellow came in, set his gus
lb©hind the door and sat down on the
o$hes side of the table. We nodded fa-
salliarly to each other, exchanged a few
<£7©sds and passed such food as we needed,
"v7© being the only two in the room. He
esked me which way I was going, and
xrhen I mentioned "Santone," as it is
dbvT&ys pronounced in Texas, he
02M h© would accompany me a shor*;
(iistaneC, but would have to turn off be-
fiose going far* We paid our bill, mounted
<sot mustang and moved off side by side.
Jksmy companion, although uneducated,
■was quite intelligent, I kept my horse '
tlown to a walk so as to converse with
Mm. during the short distfihce we were to
St© companions.
"84Tou're from the Horth, ain't you?13
hs asked.
I replied that I was, but that I had
|»s©n in Texas several years.
** What do you think of the country ? "
Isa asked.
"It has grand possibilities before it,"
1 replied, with considerable earnestness;
**its area is so prodigious that it is capa-
Isie of making a dozen good sized States,
Mid its soil, climate, and natural facilities mark it as the coming empire. But
it has its disadvantages also."
.'' What's them f " asked my companion more eagerly thau grammatically.
"Well, one thing is„- the need of better government. ' There is too much
outlawry. Texas averages a murder a
day, and I have heard the authorities
state that there are a fall thousand mur-
4erers remaining at large -within her
borders to-day." ' -.
"That's too bad," Said, he apparently
quite struck with my truthful statement.
I concluded I had a native Texan with
sne and I would give him alittle needed
advice, or,s more properly; information.
"X never saw any plp.ce where crime
ib viewed with such leniency, if not
admiration,"as in Texas. The greatest
glory of a Texan is to boast of being a
*bad man,? and no one is of much account who has not killed some one. All
this has got to, change before Texas can
make any really material progress. The
best thing she\can do just now is to
hang herliongleys, her Thompsons and
JohnWesley _ Hardin s" \
"Bo you kaow any of those fellows?"
interrupted'the little lioraeman Reside
. me.        '■-.-■'' A
-"•" Ko, Up? do I wish to excepting that
I] would like'tO' pull one; end. pf the jrope
that was to;hang* theml'.   I feel a special
hatred of John; Wesley Hardin."   .
":■; ^Why,sbr
-"Well; he's the son of' a preacher,
' wfeo.named twit after, the 'great founder
-of- Methodi^ and he is-the worst sort
of a aespsijaao. -  He hasn't any redeeming features..'He is a* cowardly murderer,
0 - TOsani \3&o Mile w. assa "wantonness,
cad I-s7onM giv© five hundred dollars
Has xsmata fbrtfr%privilege o2:str®agHng
^k© M© ©mtofflHEL S® is a curse to
feEas, aad ther^ ought to ba a reward
©fj&radfo th© first man v?ho will ^ioot
Mm on sight. The lone Star State must
be purged of such pets before she can
thrive."
That may be so," said my companion
"but all I've out got to say,
otraager, is that my name Is John Wesley
Hardin!"
Heves until that minute was I prepared
to believe that a man's hair actually rises
on end when he is " struek " with terror,
but when that horseman at my side announced himself as the terrible desperado
whom I had been denouncing! distinctly
Mt my hat slide up my forehead as my
hair stiffened and literally stoo<| on end.
1 was transfixed -with fear. Eor a few
seconds I couldn't stir hand nor foot,
nor could I speak a word. I never had
dreamed that the horseman was anything
other than a Texan cowboy, rough but
hospitable—one who had probably killed
his man, but who was not a dangerous
character.
Finally I managed to turn my eyes so
ds to look at Hardin. He was a little
back of me, riding at a leisurely gait,
and was looking straight at me, with a
peculiar smile on his face—a smile which
I was sure meant my death. Hardip
had shot down a Sheriff a short time
before in cold blood and he thought no
more of a human life than he did of
brushing away a fly. I was certain he
-would shoot me dead within the next
three minutes. I had my revolver at my
hip, but I did not dare attempt to draw,
for the instant I moved a hand in that
direction he would send a bullet through
my brain. ±n fact I did not dare move
at all. I recall that the end of my nose
began to itch terribly and yet I was
afraid to raise my hand to scratch it,
through dread of drawing his fire.
By and by I managed to stammer:
"I—beg—your pardon-^but—I didn't—
know—it was you, Mr. Hardin."
"T judge not," he said, with the same
horrid grin on his face. " I've only got
a word to add. When you're, traveling
through Texas learn who your pardner
is. Don't talk too freely about your
betters. Good day sir," and he wheeled
off to the right, while I took to the left.
I struck my pony into a gallop, but for
a moment I was sure Hardin would send
c. ball from his rifie after m©s ©nd when
*&© did that he neves failed to "hit
ks&QA*   IS© pen can describe my agony
\?hen I glanced furtively over my shoulder the little horseman was riding
leisurely along beyohd rifle-shot and did
aot look behind him.
He spared my life that morning merely
feacsuse fc© whim happened to take possession of him, for a more heartless desperado and a more deliberate murderes
never lived than John Wesley Hardin.
He waa what might be called the product of the reconstruction days of Texas,
when the State was under military rule
and whon public feeling was such as to
develop all th© innate deviltry in a man's
nature.
When Hardin was yet a boy he began
the amusement of shooting negroes. He
andone or tworeckless companions would
visit a picnic, create a disturbance andl
begin shooting right and left. When
they were out of ammunition or the signs
were unpropitious they would mount
'their horses and dash away. Again they
would gallop through a company with
the object of seeing who could kill the
paost, with their mustangs in full speed.
But shooting of " niggers" became monotonous to Hardin, and he began picking
off those of his own race. It would require hours to tell the sanguinary affrays in which he was engaged, and in
which he emerged the sole surviver.
Some of thesa; perhaps, were defensible,
as he was not always theblamable party,
but the majcffity of them were simply
cold-blooded murders.
About five years ago a noted bully,
below Austic shot a young manoii the
street one evanirig while he was promenading with ^young lady to whom he was
engaged. IB was done in pure wantonness, and of course, the fellow was never
punished b} the law, but a brother of
the victim Vas so infuriated over the
deed that hi caught up a double-barreled shot-gin and started out for the
murderer. lardin asked him what he
intended to %o and wjas told. Hardin
laughed, and warned him that it' would
be sure dealh for him to attempt any
such thing. But the young man would
not be dissmded. He meant to shoot
down like a dog the wretch who had
done the sane to his brother.
"Yery wdl," said Hardin, "I wiU g©
along and s6 fair play."
The.younjman caught sight of the
wretchfor \hom he was looking on the
opposite sicb of the street, and deliberately raiM, his gun* and took aim.
Just as he jiilled the trigger the criminal observed him, but too late to escape
or get the «k>P on the-boy* The latter
pulled trigger and the gun missed fire.
The desperido smiled grimly, and drawing up his svolver, said:
" Uow, ife my turn; that's just about
my distanci, and to .pfevent: any accidents, my M; I won't give'you;tune to
say.your p&yers,"— He had reached
that point ai his address, when John
Wesley Haiuh took a hand in the little
game and tfe speaker never completed
his sentene^ ancl never will, inasmuch
as he dropgd dead at the most interesting point, Slled by a shot from Harbin's pistolj This was about-the best
thing Har^n ever did,, and yet. when I
questionedhim.about it, he wpuld not
admit, thatie did" the killing. The most
thatvhe c<bld. be got to-.,admit was,
"they say jdidit," and-that was all he
woidd ackDwledae conc|rning^,any of
the HmumJEabie snoorangs in wnicfi ne
was engagfl.
'* Some Mme a£fe Hardm" Met tha
, Sheriff on the street and asked him
, whether he had a warrant for Ms- arrest.
The offices replied that he- had not.
" Well, I heard you had," md Hardin,
" and it's beat to be oa the safe side,"
and drawing his pistol in his lightninglike fashion, he shot ihe officer dead.
Tliis murder was the last feather upon
the camel's back. Hardin hael been
playing the Jim Currie business so
long, and unfortunately without the
conclusion reached by Currie at IJaa
Yogas, that his last crime roused
a strong feeling against him. Additional rewards were offered for his
apprehension. As he had committed
many similar deeds in Arkansas and
Louisiana, the aggregate amount offered
for his capture in the three States was
$20,000.
The hunt for Hardin became so hot
under this extraordinary temptation
that he saw the advisability of emigrating, at least until the excitement should
blow over. Texas is a big State, but it
was too small for him, and it soon became known that he had disappeared.
He inight have gone into the .Indian
Nation or beyond the pale of civilization, but no one interested in his capture could form the least idea where to
look for hini. But the munificent reward awaiting the. man who should
deliver Hardin to the authorities incited
the best men to engage in the hunt. _
One of thesecwas a member of Lieutenant Hall's Kangers, as they are called.
Texas, as may not generally be known,
lo provided'with a hundred brave and
tried men, who constitute what may ba
called her mounted police. They are-
under the command of Lieutenant Hall,
and roam the State froxa one end to the
other of -the settled portion, hunting
horse-thieves, murderers and all criminals that ate wanted by the authorities.
Lieutenant Hall is a prepossessing young
man, of sandy complexion, and a splendid rifle-shot. All his men have been
tried in the fire, and can be relied on.
It was one of these that determined to
capture Hardin, and who went about it
in the only fashion that promised success. He went off beyond Austin, whem
the father of young Hardin was running
a small ranehe, and giving out that he
was hunting for similar property in th©
same neighborhood, finally bought the
one immediately adjoining that of the
retired preacher. This done, the office?,
as a pretended cattle-xaiser, ^tocked il
and went ta work,
Month af tee month he conducted Mm-
fel£ ia thejK^aMcnm ,:
" teeamS"^tiit-0;1in1aiiaati T?ith tlie oil, gentleman; Aftee the day's toll was over
they would sit together in front <£ on©
of the houses, smoking their pipes and
talking about everything that cam© into
their minds, witii the exception that
John Wesley was never alluded to by
either. They spent hours in this fashion, and at other times would gather in
the village store near by, which answered
as the post office, where they would join
in gossip and discussion 'F&Je psaoking
their pipes—in the manner so popular
all through onr country. •?  -
The months passed in this fashion, anjd
the summer was pretty well gone, when
one day the elder Hardin took a .letter
to the office to mail. It wekin a
crumpled, yellow envelope, and directed^
in a scrawling hand. The; detective
walked to the store with Hardin, who
carried the letter in his pocket, and he
made up his mind that it was intended
for his son, John Wesley. This Was the
very clue for which the officer 'ha^l been
waiting all these months, and 'this was
the first time he had seen the reverend
gentleman take a letter to the "office. It
was necessary to see the directions upon
the missive, and not only that, but he
must be sure that the discovery is made
without attracting the slightest suspicion
to himself. He saw no chance to do
either while on the road.
Within the office, the Bev. Mr. Hardin
brought a three-Cent stamp,  solemnly
licked it and then pounded it upside
down on one corner of the soiled envelope with his horny fist, and finally
passed it over to the village postmaster.,
While he was engaged in this deliber-.
ate proceeding the detective approached
the counter and asked the postmaster
for a newspaper. ^The official turned to
look for it. - The instant his face was
averted the officer glanced over the
shoulder of Hardin and read the superscription on the envelope.   He saw that
it was directed to a Mr. Samael Jones,
of whom he had never heard, and whose
postoffice address was 'a remote town in
Florida. . It m^ide no difference. The'
detective was convinced he had discovered the whereabouts of John-Wesley
Hardin, for whose capture such a large
rewar'4 was waiting^'       . '
The* conversation went on-as usual-
tlirough the evening. The same parties
congregated, after night, and the deteeV
ive and the Bev. Mr. Hardin met and
smoked then* pipes as before, while the
weeks and months passed by. Finally
Mr. Hardin's neighbor said he guessed
he would take a r,un up to Austin to see
aboufc selling • some of his cattle. Accordingly he bade his friend good-by
for several days, mounted .Ms mustang
and galloped off. He never stopped
traveling—dispensing with his horse as
soon as possible—until he reached a certain remote town in Florida, where,
gotten up as an ordinary every-day
laborer, he took a little tramp through
the surrounding country. He was fortunate enough thafc day to catch sight
of the mythical personage at work in
the field of a farmer. One_ searching
glance was enough. The high, broad
cheek-bones, the small, piggy eyes, the
beardless face and slight -'.mliscu'ar figure belonged to John Wesley Hardin:
and no one else. That youhg'man walk-4
ing abqut was a moving treasure-box of
$20,000^. waiting forasome one to come
and turn the key aiid walk off with the
:£ats.   Bid the <sffic2E &o ifc?'  Hot
ay laeans.   H© mm_Ay-%mh. ■Efs© ©bb
iiyaritaafe _^mm cssi jpasseS By sal
'di Spas* "JS;© wWm "ts$& saoa#lsav<a
;   vjaEeSjGTOE the fence into the &eWL tS>
',   --I3e3t tha dospesado than he. would
s . "a attempted to put a bit in the mouth
: y\ raging Bengal tiger.
.-"1 a desultory Mk with ihe station
at, who was also the telegraphist
i'by, the offices learned that Sam
H   :c3 wgs accustomed once or twice a
;   Js. to take the cars and ride to a sta-
l about twelve miles above, where he.
ri paying his addresses to some lady.
0 officer made an arrangement  by
-Ish the agent agreed to telegraph him
- {he upper station whenever the myfch-
;\&m Jones should board the train.
- course the agent could be trusted to
vp.the secret, as that was a part of
'. business, though he was far from
meeting the importance of the case.
~7ing done all he could, the detective
-rthe ears to the station above, where
.   ipent several days in lounging about
r ..smoking bad cigars -while waiting
- r She dispatch.   At the end of threo
. 13 it came.
'_' -Tones h&g Just boarded tha train; sits in
: . car ^ man -with, him; nobody else in tho
.    " ,
"Agent."
tAhe offices ha$l fast enough time aa
"'-.Ma. to complete his arrangements.   B
-..n a warm, sultry day, even for that
: man, and as the little locomotive camo
;-i33aing   into the   depot,   with  two
" 3l;ety cars behind it, mere were fivo
: gangers waiting at the depot appar-
iiO.y to get on board, but a& the cars
lyy'red up one of these men, with   a
/b.chestar rffle at full cock, stationed
ri:3eli near the side window, assuming
zAn a position that neither of the two
prag saan, who  sat  in  thek   shirt
1>K7&33 noticed him.
bAn.e next minute two ©the? men, fully
~xia, boarded the rear platform - and
iitcred tho door; at the same instant
ie detective and a friend entered the
:"3C't door and moved carelessly down
:,o zlsle in the direction of the two pas-
:^3rs. The latter glancedup sharply,
'~u :pw nothing to cause misgiving, and
tinned talking. The next moment
':o officer reached a point in the aisle
-"r'atly opposite the couple. gstoppin#
'.c ■''enfe, he exclaimed:
6 How me. jtm, John Wesley Har-
-.'. j quick as lightning th© dcsper&do
;   ■J'r.i'i'Sias&l-'foacktohis hip to draw
'."" ~'r:z   Az- L-* cliil <-,?» Aae cf Stose
"light began. The two strong men precipitated themselves upon Hardin, -who,
though disarmed, fought like a wild eat.
They got him down in the aisle, where
they finally overpowered and put the
nippars on him. While they were doing
this the other two officers were engaged
in a Qeadly struggle with the other desperado, who showed an overweening am-
b|tioh to mingle in the business^ The
only way convenient to dissuade,him
was to shoothim dead,, which was done.
All this time the other friend heid his
position on the outside with his cocked
Winchester, rather more than willing to
,;fire if only a suitable pretext should present itself. ,
Hardin was taken back to Texas, tried,
found guilty and sentenced to twenty-
five years' imprisonment. He is now in
the State Penitentiary at Austin, where
I saw him three years ago. He told me
he was suffering from a wound in his
side, but-is not without hope that he will
be pardoned by the Governor after serving a few more years. Judging from the
fashion in Texas, this hope is likely to be
gratified, though the crimes ha has committed could not be expiated by a dozen
fiuch worthless lives as his.
f'
A Lost Lover.
The officers of the Government receive
some very amusing letters now and
again. General Walker, the Superintendent of the census, received a doleful
account the other day of a lost lover.
The letter was a bona fide one and was
from a lady, an unmarried lady, from
one of the Southern States. -
She said her lover left her fifteen yfeafs
ago, taking with him, as a loan from
her, a few hundred dollars, that her.
uncle had left her. She gave the name
of her lover as also her own, and said her
lovermight possibly be dead. She had
certainly not heard from hiin since he
went away, although she had taken great
pains to discover his whereabouts. She
had been waiting for the names of the
-census, to*be published, bufc she was get
ting tired of waiting. Therefore she
begged that General' Walker would look
over vthe_ names and tell her where her.
truant lover could be found, or if he was
dead to tell her where he. was buried.
She inclosed'' a'-stamp for a reply. Gen-'
eral Walker has nofc yel had time to go
through the fifty millions of names to
oblige this faithful woman, but if - he
does ifc at all it'will be some rainy Sunday when he can't go to church.— Washington/" Letter.
Origin of the Sisters of Charity.
In the year 16J7,,when Yincent was
one day going up the puipit at Chafcillon,
a lady who had come; to heai* him preach
detained him for a moment, with the
request to make mention in his.sermon,
of  a poor family living' about half "a"
league from Chatillon, where there was
much sickness and great need, of help.
Yincent'was asked to recommend' tliis.
family to the charity of the congregation.   This he did with such effect that
several of the people set o.ut, on leaving
the church,, to visit the poor family, and
took with them bread; meat, and'other"
things fpr their relief,   After vespers,
Yincent wen'ti-also to visit them, and was
surprised'to mfeet so many of the people
cpmingback.  -His practical eyeat once
perceived that the matter had been car
ried to excess. The peer people had
'■ received f ar aore than they eotsH use.
Many of the provisions wouid be spoiled*
before they could be availed of, and the
family for whose bsnefit these offerings
were intended would be as badly off as
before. Yincent began to think that
system and organization were needed.
He formed a parochial association, which
he called the Confraternity of Charity;
and oufc of this little streamlet of good
works at Chatillon grew avast organization for the benefit of the poor.
The Hafortnoiate Bssiti©a af a Briie-
groom.
** They had a terrible time at a wedding
up at Peterluma the other day, and
which only goes to show the smallest
drawback will sometimes take the stiffening out of the swellest occasion.
It seems that the ceremony was a very
grand affair, indeed. "There -were eight
bridesmaids, and the church was crowded
from pit to dome, as the dramatic critics
would say. But, when they got to the
proper plaefe in the ceremony, and the
groom began feeling around for lhe
ring, he discovered that it wasn't on
hand. After the minister had scowled
at the miserable wretch for .awhile the
lafcter.defcected that the magic circlet had
slippjed through a hole in his pocket and
worked down into his boot. He communicated the terrible fact in a whisper
tothe bride, who turned deadly pale
and was only kept from fainting by the
reflection that they would inevitably cut
the strings of hes satin corset in ease
she did.
"Why don't you prqduce the ring?"
whispered the bride's big brother,
hoarsely, and feeling for his pistol, under
th^ impression that the miserable man
was about to back out.       • '*
"I can't. It's in my boot," explained
the groom, under his breath, his very
hair meanwhile toning red- with mortification.
" Try and fish it out, somehow—hurry
up!" mumbled the preacher behind his
book.
" I'll try," gasped the vicMt% who was
very stout; and he put one foot on the
chancel rail,,pidledailp his*j trousers leg,
and began making spasmodic jabs for
the ring with his forefinger. The minister motioned to the organist to squeeze
out a few notes to fill in the time, while
a rumor rapidly went through the congregation to the effect that a telegram
had just arrived proving that the groom
had fouE wives living in the East already.
«*"-!«—"F C9^*t tp'^Z'^ A"z w ■"-"■-fn.e'i'i ft^'
"kak earned maaflsi cgoriy; "i,,M -wmAi
eome."
"Sit down and take off you? boot,
you fool!" hissed the bride's mother,
while the bride herself moaned piteous-
ly and wrung her hands.
There was nothing left j so the sufferer sat down on the floor and began to
wrestle with his boot which was naturally new and tight, while a fresh rumor
got under way fco the effect that the
groom was beastly tight and insisted on
paring his'corns. .
As the boot came finally off, its crushed
wearer endeavored, unsuccessfully, to
hide a trade dollar hole in thq heel of
his stocking; noticing whieh the parson,
who was a humorous sort of-sky-contractor, said, grimly:
"You seem to be getting married .just
in time, my young friend."
And the ceremony proceeded with the
party of the first part standing on one
leg, trying to hide his well-ventilated
foot under the tail of his coat, and appropriately muttering "Darn it!" at
short intervals.—San Francisco Post.
Aa AncienE Aqueduct BeopeaedL '
e After a breach of 1,600 years the aqueduct built by the Emperor Augustus to
supply Bologna with water has been restored to use. Nineteen, hundred years
ago the imperial engineers tapped the
Sefcta near its junction with the Eeno,
about eleven miles from Bologna, and
brought its water to the city tlirough an
underground passage. They followed
the course of the Keno, tunneling che
hillSj sinking their work beneath the beds
of the precipitous torrents which rush
from the mountains into the river, and
bringing the waters to the gates of the
city, where they were divided, one portion going to supply the public baths,
and the other probably destined for fche
fountains of streets and public squares.
The work of tunneling and the masonry were so thoroughly well done that
both stonework and brickwork are still
as solid as the rock itself, the only, considerable breaks being where the turbulent Reno had washed away with its
clayey banks several portions of the
aqueduct, or where the headlong tor-
4 rents -which rush down into its stream
had excavated their own beds and carried away the artificial substructure.
The restoration of this important work
is due chiefly .to Count Gozzadini, -who
caused an accurate survey of the aqueduct to be made about twenty  years
ago, and in 1864 .published the results of
the investigation in an elaborate memoir.   Since then the work of restoration has been going on with a thoroughness and skill calculated to make the
■>new work as- enduring as the old.    The
aqueduct was. originally made pf brick
B and stone cemented with lime and vol-
.canic sand, and the unbroken portions
remained as hard as granite.'
"Decidedly Snappy."
The English language has never been
equal to finding a word to express chic.
The Americans have now kindly supplied the deficiency by giving us the
word ""snappy." *A dead-andr-alive
-young mau is said to have^ np "snap,"
whereas , a bandbox turned-out young
girl, trifch white teeth,. coral lips/ pink
dimpled cheeks, sunny hair and white,
soft hands,- i& described as'"^a decidedly
snappy maiden."—London Truth.  . •;-  '
Are W© (Mag to tbd Bai8
The address which ©sassm. BisteiS
Smith, of the Cincinnati GrassMt-o, delivered before the LidianU. editors, cfeste.
mainly -with those .questions that seM©
tq the influence of the press and tke-
functions it performs, in getting saafi disseminating the news of the day. Mr.
Smith' sets in its right light the following paragraph:
" Sometimes it would seem that public life is mpre corrupt than iaxmstglj*.,
This is a mistake. I think the streaaas
grows purer as we advance. T)ie mistake grpws out of the fact that, owing!©
the vigilance of the press and its unsparing treatment of abuse we see mme <M
public life and more of its worst sad©
than formerly. Corruptionists cannofe
cover their tracks as they formerly did^
nor is any office so high as to be a pso>~
teetion against public scrutiny andisl-
timate exposure, and exposure in thel©-
days is ruin. Hor is there money enough
to cover up misdeeds. The press mm
with too many eyes and speaks with tm>
many tongues to permit the mantled
secrecy to be thrown over the shotMesi
of any corruptionist, either in 3$&hliG get
private life. Newspaper Bow is a teser
to evil-doers in Washington. They hate
it, and they fear it, and they lie abomt.^
but it is a terroff all the same. K01? 4.
then there are unfEatblul members of W\
profession who ar© silenced, hvk» Ssewlv
are so many who cannot be bought -Bbsfe \
its aggregate power exercises a eontE&m-
ing influence i'or good. The motives may
not always be above the thirst foe aewSp
but at any rate the suppression o£ information is practically impossible. 'Thss-
was not the ease when the press of Hi©-
country was in its infancy, and wheo sH
the news or nearly all the news is&M.
Washington was obtained through fe?©-
newspapers, managed by men wlac^ M
dropped down into the newspaper iHsIS
to-day, would fee! lost. All tMs, wHfe
it adds to the dircomforts of public mmL
private life, tends to purify publie $m$.
private life, and it has unquestionably
elevated the public service and.society
also.. There was far more dishonesty ia.
official life and corruption in acele^
relatively, forty yeajs ago than there 1s--
now. _ The- reason for a different impression is that we -see more of yrfaefo Msp-
pens than we did forty or thirty ©1* iweptgr
years ago."
The orator* might have eallefi the <®fe-
tention'of his auditors to the fact tfedk-
there are now about 59,000s000 meow?©
in the United States^ whereas*\?£sz.
'pfcshmgton assmaefi tlie duties c2 "Or-
v*.*.
little over si,4Uk},<ju<jt m. mZi^c^.^.^
'and if those "good old days" ©eeime2
pure and decent compared with, ih®-
present, there is good reason for it. Ikafe.
neither the common people nor the politicians were any better or higher-tones!
one hundred years ago than they am-
to-day. Hor was there any less partisan,
•bitterness and hate among different pasties, or different factions of the sam©-
party—even the second term of George
Washington was opposed with as muck
bitterness as General Grant's second
term was, and the Father of his Country
was denounced as the enemy of Ms race."
John Adams was so angry because JiB2-
ferson was elected President that h®.
would not attend the inauguration, a»3L
Jefferson was denounced all over Hew
England as an infidel in religion and ss
Bed Bepublican of the Bobespierre typs.
of politics, whose election would certainly provoke the vengeance of A1-
miglity God. Such bitter political articles as ean be found in the files oi
those old newspapers of those times
would make the hair of the student oi
political history stand oh end.
Why Amerlcsm ©oofis ' Are *Frefersr-e@>.
The growing reputation of Amerieaa
manufactures in Ohe -markets of ths
world has alarmed competitors abrcatL
Whatever Americans undertake, whethee
it be machine tools, cutlery, silks, flopc„
cotton cloth, or any other merchandise^,
they make, their brands the leading
'ones," selling forthe most money, saw!
universally sought after. The reasons
for tMs are plain. It is not on account
of the better and more direct processes-
employed ; it is not by discarding workshop traditions and old time methods y
it is nofc by such adventatious aids thaC
we have achieved so great an eminence
that our trade marks are counterfeited
and foreign goocis are rt presented as of.
American make. It is because ouz
manufaetures have found that mer east-
tile honesty is the only policy, and that
when they attempt to adulterate pr lower
the standard the criticism of competifcois-
exposes them at once.
American machine tools of first class*
makers are not cut in weight or iit woskr
manship. It is a race to see who shall?
discover a weak part th»fc can- be mada-
stronger, or a detail exposed to wear-
that can be made more durable; The*
'same is true of cotton goods and silss.
The senseless weighting of both -with
adulterants of One kind or another ia
not practiced. here, for experience
teaches our peopie that the best is the£
cheapest. —Mechanical Engineer,
Katiier Conservative.
The old maid of the period is usually
a rich old maid, and her virtues are oir
.the conservative order. •     .
Such a lady was recently addressed by
a widower with seven children who desired to marry her,
. "Sir," she said, " I would not live m,»
-the house with seven children -of lay
, own, much less anybody .else's." Tha*
widower said: . .   .
. " Ipu astonish;me,", And, after, a Ettie wMle, "What am I to do with iny
seyen children-?". ,-r. '■ I ..
f ;'«'«Offer theni to'some gbrlinher teenk.
^wHo dqCsn't khow'iahy hette^** iaSd'the
' maideii*isdyi ahd 'the "widd^eSi- said hfe
believed he would. «      v■-■■-■■■-•