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■gsWM. BOOK-* MAS' AKD THE MENB.
BY BKV. MB. MAOI—IJJAN.
A fiend once met a humble man
At night, in the cold, dart street,
And. lei h"" into a palace fair,
Where music circled sweet;
And light and -warmth cheered the wanderer s heai t,
Erom frost and darfcness screened,
""Efll Ma brain grew mad beneath the joy,
Andie worshiped before the fiend.
Ah! -well if he ne'er had knelt to that fiend,
-"Tor a taskmaster grim was he;
And he said, •' One-half of thy life on earth
I enjoin thae to yield to me;
And -when, from rising till set of snn,
Ihouhaat toiled in the heat or snow,
_at thy gains on mine altar an offering be;
And the poor man ne'er said "No '-'
"Bra poor man had health, more dear than gold,
Stent bone and muscle strong,
That neither faintnor weary grew,
To toil the June day long;
And the fiend, his god, cried hoarse and lond
" Thy strength thon mnst forego,
Or thon no worshiper art of mine;"
And the poor man ne'er said '* Ho!"
■ffhree children blest the poor man's home-
Stray angels fropped on earth—
The fiend beheld their sweet bine eyes,
And he laughed in fearful mirth;
" Brings foirth thy little ones," guoth he,
" My godhead wills it so I
I want an evening sacrifice;
And the poor-man ne'er said " No!"
A young wife sat by the poor man's fire,
"Who, since she blushed a bride,
Had gilded his sorrow, and brightened his joys,
His guardian, friend and guide.
Foul fall the fiend! he gave command,
u Oome, mix the cup of woe,
Bid thy young wife draia it to the dregs;"
And the poor man ne'er said " No!"
O, misery now for this poor man!
O, deepest of misery!
Hest the fiend his gedtike reason took,
And amongst beasts fed he;
And when the sentinel mind was gone,
He pilfered his soul also;
And—marvel of marvels 1—he murmured not;
The poor man ne'er said " No I"
Jfow, men and matrons in your prime,
Children and grandsires old,
<Jome listen, with soul as well as ear,
This saying whilst I unfold;
<D, listen! till yonr brain whirls round,.
And your heart is sick to think,
That ia England's isle all this befell,
And the name of the fiend was—Deihs. 5
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"BJSKEIB'T.
love, I call you; can you hear ?
Cdl yon, want you, need yon, dear ;
Is this high-heaped mound my kiss,
And my answer only this 'I
Is the silence as intense
To your freed and perfect sense
a s to mine—and ia the tide
Just as dark:, and wild, and wide 1
Can there never come a sign
Erom your rescued soul to mine ?
So, importunate my need,
Must I idly, vainly plead ?
Is there no unguarded place
Yon might seek and let your face,
"Warmed by heaven's resplendent light,
Plash an instant on my Sight 1
5Tay! forbear; I veil my eyes;
That transcendent, first surprise
Is death's guerdon. I must wait,
Though the hour be far and late.
Conld your soul, transfigured, biae
"For an instant at my side ?
Could my sinfulness endure
Ton beside me, white and pure ?
Scr toner's Monthly for August.
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Subscription; $1.50 per Annum. CLAEE? MICJ
imwmi; ?, AUGUST 9,1878
Single Copies.! Five Gents.
"EAITflEPl*- OHTO DEATH."
A Southern Sketch.
At the dead of night there was a cry,
•■'fire 3 fire! fire!" Evenin agreat city,
Where there are thousands at hand to
xecder aid, it is a terrible cry at that
"hour; but on a lonely plantation, how
iaexpressibly awful! "Fire! fire!
fire i" It rang through the "wide halls,
and -was echoed froni the negro quarter,
iu every -variety of the tones of horror
and alarm.
The mistress of the mansion, awakening at the cry, sprang from her bed, and
hurriedly began to dress, gazing around
bewildered. If or a moment she was conscious only that her husband was absent, but she was recalled to something
like herself by the shrieks of the maid
•who had slept in the room, and who,
instead ol assistiag her toilet, waspe-Mt^
^"3SnJEEll^^'t!__lS"5 ^°'lS?1"il'-*%,'a"*i*_.i2_^_
mmS^m^&ilom.~pmfisxg eg&S&iS- the trees
in front of the house.
Suddenly, to add to the conf usion of
the scene, the chamber door was flung
open, and a crowd of female servants
rushed in, flocking affrightedly together
like a covey pursued by a sportsman.
They clo&ecl around Mrs. Stewart's bed,
sereaming, weeping, wringing their
hands, and depriving her of wbat little
presence of mind had been left.
"Gh, missus, we shall be burned to
death, we shall, all of us! The fire has
caught the stairease !*"
These, and similar exclamations, and
cries for help filled the air, and distracted her attention.
Meantime the conflagration became
more serious every minute. Had that
terrified group listened, they conld have
heard the roar of the flames in the hail
outside, and the crackling sound that announced, the approach of the fire to the
woodwork near the staircase, warning-;
them that, if they would save their lives
their flight must be that instant. But
they only huddled closer together, sobbing, moaning, embracing one another
fenntically.
AH at once a man dashed into the
rooom, with agitated face and dress disordered. Thrusiing aside the terrified
maids, he hastily approached his mistress.
"Sly!" he cried, breathlessly; "fly
this moment, or you'll be too late!"
Then, glancing rapidly around the room,
he snatched the cover from a center
table, which stood in the middle of the
apartment, covered with books, pretty
trifles and flowers in vases. This he
threw around his mistress, exclaiming,
" It will keep the fire from catching.
Oome!"
Tho sight of his face had reassuredhis
mistress. Juba was about her own age,
had been bom in her fathers family, and
had always exhibited the most devoted
attachment to herself personally. Above
all the servants on the plantation he was
distinguished for a strict, religious performance of his duties, for Juba was consistently pioUs. He was also shrewd
and ready in every emergency, and Mrs.
Stewart felt that he would save her, even
at the peril of his life.
Juba, even while speaking, had seized
her hand, and dragged her toward the
staircase. But now a gust of wind threw
such -volumes of thick, black smoke toward them that she was almost suffocated,
and she paused, unable to proceed. It
was not a time to hesitate, so Juba,
snatching her in his arms as he would a
child, dashed into the rolling volumes
of smoke and down the great staircase.
He was not a moment too soon.
Scarcely had he reached the bottom, followed by the affrighted maids, before
the passage was closed -entirely by a
dense wall of flame. "Neither he no/the
female servants, indeed, escaped entirely unhurt. But the table-cover effectually protected Mrs. Stewart.
Juba had scarcely, however, placed
his mistress safely on the lawn before
she started up, crying:
"Where is"the baby ? "Who has seen
the child ? Oh ! it is in the house yet!"
s And she would have rushed toward the
blazing doorway if she had not been instantly and forcibly detained.
"The servants looked at each other iu
dismay. In the suddeness with wMch
the cofkgration had spread, and in the
excitement of their mistress' danger,
eaobody had thought of the child. It was
*^o_^^Sr-® k°y about 2 years old,
-v-yho slept with bis nurse, or " mammy,"
g,® she was called in the household, in a
Ih&ok room i_ Ihe upper story* Mrs.
might have been even longer overlooked.
The hall of the house was now all in a
flame, the fire pouring out through the
doorway as from the mouth of a furnace,
so that" ingress by that way was impossible. Most of the second story was
also burning, and the entire first floor,
for the fire had broken out there originally. To reach the apartment where
the nurse, probably paralyzed by terror,
was still with the child, seemed entirely
out of the question.
-But there was one present who determined to make the attempt. The sight
of the mother's face, and the sound of
her broken moans, as she sunk into the
arms of those who restrained her, exhausted by her struggles to escape, determined Juba to try at least to rescue
his young master.
"I will go, misses," he said; "don't
cry no more."
I^e looked around as he spoke for
some means of scaling the second story.
There was no ladder and only one staircase, but the bough of a tree that overshadowed the house fortunately held
out the means of access to a bold heart
and a strong arm. "Not stopping even*
to hear his mistress" thanks, he clambered up the tree, ran out on the limb,
and, dropping on the roof, disappeared
within the dwelling.
How breathless were the moments
that ensued ! The flames were spreading with frightful rapidity. The eaves
of the building began to smote, showing that the fire had reached the roof.
Millions of sparks, accompanied by voir,
limes of smoke, sailed down the sky
before the breeze, completely obscuring
the heavens at intervals, though, occasionally, this thick canopy, partially
blowing aside, the calm mdbn was seen
peacefully shining through the rent, iu
strange contrast to the otherwise terrific
scene. The roar of the conflagration
had now become intensely loud, and, to
add to the horror, there began to be
heard the awful sound of timbers falling
within the house.
Mrs. Stewart had watched the fire in
silence, her hands clasped find lips parted, over since Juba had disappeared
within the house. Every moment ap-
peared.au age to her. At last the sus?
pense, thus lengthening out inter-
miaably, as it seemed, became intolerable.
"Oh, it is in vain!" she cried, making a fresii effort to rush into the flames;
"he cannot find my boy. Let me go
myself!" O
At that instant, through the smoke
that almost hid the only window that
was not already on fire, appeared the
faithful Juba, holding aloft the infant.
The flames were all around, andin a moment more would overtake him. 'He.
proach.
""Jour of the males, comprehending Ma
wish, snatched a blanket and rushed
promptly forward. The heat was intolerable, but they disregarded it, and,
standing beneath the window, with the
blanket outstretched, they shouted to
Juba to throw the child toward them.
He had, however, anticipated them.
The infant fell while they were speaking,
was caught safely inthe blaket, and was
taken immediately to Mrs. Stewart, who
clasped it to her bosom with frantic delight. The whole was the work of less
time than we have taken to describe it.
But simultaneously a terrific crash
was heard that made the very earth
tremble beneath the spectators; a huge
column of smoke shot up toward the sky
from where the roof had been, and a
gush of intense ,fiame followed, leaping
far up into the highest clouds.
Tie crowd, one and all, gasped for
breath. Then came a deep, long-drawn
FRATCIS M
Story of the Conversion, of tlie Temperance
Reformer, as Told by Himself.
In the year 1869 I was proprietor of
the Bradley Hotel, at Portland, Me. It
was a respectable house, and enjoyed a
good reputation and patronage, On the
1st of September of that year the St.
Jshn's boat arrived at the wharf, and a
large number of guests entered the hotel
to partake of breakfast, and some registered, with the view of remaining in the
city. After the guests had prepared
themselves for breakfast, they were
shown to the dining-room, with the exception of one man, who remained seated1
in the office, with head bowed and hinds
covering his face. I asked him whether
he was going in to breakfast. He lifted
up his head and said, "I have got no
means of paying for it." I hade him go
right in and get something to eat. I
saw by his looks that he had been drinking, and stood in need of a substantial
meal. There was a scar on his face, and
he said to me, "I've been having a
pretty hard time, and I would like to
have something to drink more than
food,"- I took Mm into the bar and gave
Mm some liquor, after wMch he went
into the dining-room and partook of
breakfast. Upon coming out he desired
an interview with me, when he told me
that he was a tailor by trade, an utter
stranger in the city, that he iiad no
means, and asked me if 1 would trust
him to a week's board provided he could
get work. I said I would do that; and,
more thau that, I interested myself in
his welfare, and went out and secured
a situation for him. His name was entered on the registry of the hotel—
Patrick Murray, St. John's, _". B. On
the evening of the 3d of September he
came in late to tea. The wife of Capt.
Hager, of New York—who was superintending the excavations in the harbor—
her sister and cousin, with two children,
were seated at their private- table. Murray began, iu a free way-, a conversation;
with Mrs. Hager, whereupon the waiter
requested him to desist. He arose from
the table in an angry mood and left the
dining-room. Mrs. Hager paid no attention to the man, and, upon concluding supper, went to the sitting-room and
engaged in conversation with Mrs. Murphy, after whieh'she started to her own
apartments, and Murray assaulted her.
I was summoned, and, Murray declining
to qMt my house, I tried to put him put,
and, after a struggle, he fell to the foot
of the staircase with a fractured skull..
He died four days afterward.
I was arrested and tried for the murder of that man. The trial lasted eight
days, and occasioned great excitement.
I had' to meet the prejudice of the
friends of the Maine Liquor law from
:liqu6TwaB^solo!ir*^d^I*' wa*s^^tierly~*de-
nounced and charged with having given
the "man liquor.. I never gave Mm but
one glass of "fiquoa iu jny life, and that
was for medicine, and I had done all I
could to assist him to a life of sobriety
and usefulness. I can never tell how
much I suffered fcr being tried for murder in the presence of my wife and family and friends. The verdict was manslaughter. The ease was appealed, and
I was admitted to bail in the sum of
$10,000, Gen. Shepley and A. A. Stout
becoming my bondsmen. I returned
home very much depressed to think I
had been convicted of suoh a heinous
offense, when before God I knew I was
entirely innocent, I .then began to
drink very hard. My wife was very
much troubled, though patient and
Mnd, and bore in her face the suffering
she endured at the terrible calamity that
had come upon us and our children.
For about one year I kept on drinking,
and became exceedingly reckless. My
sigh,for- the roof and floor had -evidently J fiu ?'TT' ^"--^"".pj VT"oT i ol^
f^i*. and the faithful Juba.alas!^^ f^^s had me locked up^July 30,1870,
fallen in; and the faithfuL Juba,"alas
was nowhere to be seen.
A dozen persons rushed toward the
building, and, until driven back by the
heat, stood close by the window "where
he had been last seen. They had hoped
to find him there. They had flattered
themselves that there had been time
enough for him to leap. . . rw
But it was now evident tMs had not*
been the case. He most probably felt
the floor giving way before he threw the
child;, and if so, this explained the cause
of his ha'ste. They said this" -to -"each
other as they fell back.
. There was, however, little time for
words. Scarcely had this thought been
exchanged before there was another
crash, and, with a momentary, waving
motion, almost the entire building fell
in, so that what had been a stately mansion an, hour before was now only a
shapeless pile of blazing timbers.
Tlie shouts, the exclamations, and the
sobbings, which had filled the air but the
instant before, ceased again at tMs appalling spectacle. Neighbor looked at
neighbor aghast with horror, the lurid
light adding a wild, spectral look to
eachihquiringface. Theaa simultaneous
cry arose from the crowd that Juba and
the old nurse were buried in the ruins.
But suddenly from out the flame and
smokej in the direction where the generous Blave had last been seen, what
seemed a human figure began to emerge,
crawling painfully on hands and knee3—
a human figure, crushed and mangled,
but still with life in it. And hark! a
voiee—a full, deep voice—coming from
that poor, charred body; and what did
it say? "Not words of pain, but words
of joy—words that you and I may bless
God if we can say when dying.
They reached him, stooped over him,
and would have raised Mm; but at that
moment be looked up at his mistress; a
prayer was on Ms lips, and a triumphant
smile broke over his face—then he fell
back lifeless.
Thus died the faitMul Juba. Over
his grave there is a marble tablet, with
the words inscribed thereon, " "Faithful
Unto Death." "What nobler motto could
there be ?
The training of carrier-pigeons is still
energetically pursued in Belgium, and
during the latter part of May some
3,080 baskets of pigeons,-containing in
all 123,440 birds, crossed the Franco-
Belgian frontier, so that the pigeons
might learn their way home from French
territory.
vn Ho hacteb how fine and f asMonable a
is,
and where'er the writer wer** _s picked
up items by the score. 'T\ i ihe form
of our "devil," in attitude", islvil; and
he thrust Msjiead within tl ">pen door,
with <**_he foreman's om: /copy, sir,
and he wants some more \n"
Now this "local" had &\
about till nearly dead; he 1(
through the city till his" f {?(
sore; walked through the \
Evans, and in the byway"
into portions of the
and obscure ; had exanlE
cellar, and had questioner,
whom he met, from door tt
tMng was stirring, anyth."
not published heretofore,^
with no success; he would,
guess he felt a little wicket;
little bore, with the mefe
foreman that he wantef."
more. . , .-L .
"Now it's time you we-*-.- departing,
you scamp 1" cried we ups-"v/'_tg; *". get
you Mek into the office, wjtr:© you were
before, or the words tKV' you have
spoken will get your bon<-£;_ _U-brokeu"
—and we seized'a cudgel o'^en that was
lying on the floor—-i" take your hands
out of your pockets, and 1:'* -je'the sane-
tum door j tell the forej _-.-£, there's no
copy, youVagly little bore;' "^Qaoth our
devil, " Send him more l\:.
AM our devil, never X'Jng". srillis
flitting, still is flitting, b£ ^;*s_d forth
Upon the landing just ouV'le the saho,-
tumdoor. Tears adown l_s, cheeks are
streaming, a strange light '^ioin his eyes;
is beaming, and his voice "".-j heard still
tdy. walked
1 sauntered
were very
"veet called
^-unning off
oity,}':">th public
~ store and
j"?ery feller
".mv, if any-
j occurring
.d had met
.■■"lier kinder
■:- the ugly
;3 from the
^rgmething
screaming, "Sir, the
some more.
&\%}p-
wants
_>_v
Austrian Art in SteeMH-'prt, 4, (Jons,
It is well knows that-tK^P-^Vsof the
Austrian field artillery ^"_&w armed
with the new steel-bronze 'feceech-loader
of Gen. Yon Uchatius". ^";o fact that"
nearly £2,00.0,000 have beC**. Bpent from
first to last by the Austiu-Hungarian
Government upon the weapons is proof
enouglvpf-rthe confidence Oh; ia high
quarters "as to its "efficiency"- and we have
the testimony of many experienced officers tbattfofeaccuraeyfind* -nhirance tha
gun rivals the*'much mos lastly steel
cannon of Herr/Erupp.. : Je this as it
may, it is reported that"" he Austrian.
Government is now about *: > set to work
on the manufacture of, he:r y guns from |
the same^Mexpensive mu
produce ship and siege gu.-
pered bronze. Two six
mental weapons which hat
hundred rounds tire report
in a serviceable ecmdition;
ranges may be eonsidereds.
guns. A shot at fifty or
:-i]£>lt aud to
,i from tem-
:neh experi-
•aredfievetal
!, to be stijr
"aid at short
nogierciug
,:ty yards is
capable, we are told, ofjpk^-:^s ihe |
armor of such ironclads ^""C%7^k ^-4$r'.'
and Black Prince; mC/Jf^S^S
._donbt,Jh§^ore!^_j.fe^
c&rfdtreitfflStruc'teti ou tr-Bv
HE TOOK BISKS.
t a*_a pauijris--fet*=>
would be a match for mdslVof our stouter battle- sMps. The Austrian gun-makers
seem to be able to make bi'onze as hard
A Virginia City Episode.
Droll things happen in Nevada. The
air out- there, as everybody knows, is
full of ozone, and ozone in the atmosphere makes people wonderfully vigorous and original. A story wMch comes
from YirgiMa City illustrates the fact
pleasantly. It isn't quite assured that
the account really comes from that
place, but it is credited to it, and as the
story drifts eastward in the vague sort
of way stories from the far "West usually do, and is merely in its bearings a
barometrical showing of the condition of
the social atmosphere in mimng towns
generally, it may be located in "Virginia
Oity as well as anywhere else.
; There came to "Virginia Oity a young
physician from "the States," possibly
from St. Louis, a talented, nice young
fellow, with considerable genius in making out a diagnosis or a bill, but inheriting from deceit patents -a fatal weakness. He conld net overcome a fatal
passion for putting on occasionally a
clean shirt, for teaing his pantaloons
out of the tops of his boots, and in other
ways conforming to habits popular with
the super-civilization of the Orient. He
forgot he was in the Occident, where
ways are different. For a time after Ms
arrival among the ozone-faced Yirginia-
Oityites he conformed in modesty and
decency to their ways. He wore a dirty
shirt of miner's flannel, and tucked his
pantaloons inside Ms boots, and swore
with strange oaths, grew, bearded like the
pard, chewed navy-plug tobacco, and
spat wickedly to leeward. He was rapidly acquiring popularity and an immense practice in Ms profession, when
he yielded to temptation and so fell
fell as thousands of bright minds have
fallen in the past.
There came upon the young physician
a passion for old phantasies. He clung
again to the flesh-pots of his early life,
and took a course insulting to all about
him and dangerous to himself. As upon
the reformed drunkard comes at times
a horrible tMrst for drink, a3 comes to
the opium-eater who has tried to save
himself au overwhelming passion, for
the fatal drug, so upon the young physician came a fierce longing to wear
again a shirt all clean, and washed, and
starched, aud to don in otherwise the
garb of Eastern cities.
Of course the infatuated young man
knew well enough that he was wronging
those about Mm. He knew that iu putting ou a clean shirt he was offering a
gratuitous insult to every other man in
"Virginia Oity, in the intimation thus expressed of his own superiority. He knew
the. risk and took it. He was infatuated.
He knew of the popularity he had^ained,
and relied upon" it for protection, ,
s .;-The Msj__i*'ja**_^J_^
js>diBsy:b>6Big-*"sy*a^
with his trousers worn outside his boots.
His friends noticed it, but said nothing;
they thought it merely an oversight on
greater evils that would otherwise be
sure to happen. The great wars of
Napoleon were, as most men now admit,
the unprincipled efforts of an indisputar
ble but perverted genius, blinded by
'what he called glory, to take from other
nations what properly belonged to them
simply to make an empire for himself.
Our own Indian empire, stained as it
has been in the past by crime, and by a
policy so shamelessly of tMs world that
few of the natives consent to credit us
with the belief in a God at all, has been
very much forced on us by the power of
circumstances; and, were we to resign
India to-morrow, the result might be a
hideous anarchy that would make a kind
of helh Once more, there are wars,
such as we have, seen a good deal of in
the last 10 years, the object and end of
which is the resettlement and consolidating of kingdoms, matters which it is the
interest of society at large to get settled,
though individual interests for the
moment suffer, wars which, in the felicitous thought of a great theologian, are
the action of a secret spring in the machinery of nations, and wMch, when
once over and done with, leave the stirred
elements of strife slowly to settle down
into a permaneut, because eqMtable, repose,—The Bishop of Boehester, in
Good Words,
A Bog Kakes tiie^ Acquaintance ot a
£"_5"2"==
Up in the morning at dawn of day,
Tben hardly time to her-Maher to pray.
Milking her cows with a «' Co, boss, eo,*
Under her feet no grass can grow.
Busy, so busy, and this her sang -
" The snntmer its short, and the winter long."
Old in her youth, often weary of life.
Bless her I God help her I the farmer's wife. *
Chickens to feed, such a hungry crowd;
Calves to be tended of which s&e ia proud.
B-fead of the lightest and sweetest to bake,
Butter the golden, and fragrant to mate;
Honey, lite amber, to strain and to clear,
Fruit to preserve ia its season each year,
Cheese to press, and to turn each day;
Bless her J God bless her! we sigh, as we say.
Washing and ironing to do each week,
Hundreds of things that a pen cannot spes&;
Cook and confectioner, seamstress, is she,
Dairymaid, housemaid, and teacher to be,
Nurse, and physician, ana preacher, at home,
City of refuge when erring ones roam.
" She hath done what she could," short her life's
little day.
Bless her I God help her! my friends, let us pray.
HT1 A1P POINT,
as steel, and as5 capable of resisting the j Ms part. The Mght passed, and the
wear and tear of rifled projectiles, since ' uext morning the young man appeared
it would be altogether impossible to'• upon the streets wearing awMte shirt,
pierce army-plates with a gun madeuo ] He had shown tact enough to put on Ms
""- Ti! ' n^nwimonta crvafiTinT\v but he did not
situation.
bronze in the ordinary way. If we are j adornments gradually,
to believe the last reports of their big- j realize the full terror of Ms
gun experiments, the bore of the wea
pons, after some 300 rounds, had sustained no injury at all, notwithstanding j
that comparatively heavy projectiles ;
were fired,~and with battering charges of ;
gunpowder. But the most surprising i
feature absut the Uchatius gun is the '
Still nothing was
muttering among
said,
the
There "was a
populace, and
nothing more. Another day came? and
with it the appearance of the Eastern
man in public, Ms white'shirt still worn,
Ms pantaloors still outside his boots,
and upon those boots, not plain Nevada
but a polish of blacking.. Then
in tne county jail in Portland, after
wMch my family removed from the hotel
and were compelled to take up quarters
in a little tenement house, on what was
known as the " back cove," and were in
very destitute circumstances. I remained in jail three months. On the
15th of August, at a religious meeting
held in the prison by Capt. Gyrus
Sturtevant, I made up my mind, "God
helping me, never to sell another drop
or drink another glass of intoxicating
liquor. Meantime the .case had been
appealed aud the verdict sustained. I
was arraigned and sentenced for a period
of sixty days in the county "jail at Portland, On the expiration of my sentence
I was invited to deliver an address in the
Oity Kail on gospel - temperance, and
from that time, April, 1871, I date my
entrance into the work to which I have
dedicated the remainder of my life..
fact of its secret having been so closely j mud, but a poiisn oi Diacmng.. xutiu.
kept*. The Austrian Government has ; the people gathered in groups, and displaced no difficulty in the way of an in- j cussed something earnestly. The blinded
speetion of its guns, and has permitted j victim of impending fate saw nothing,
even the presence of foreign military at- j He appeared ne-st day*, still clean- aud
taches in the Government workshops. ; neat, and carrying a cane. That night
Nay, more; samples ofthe wonderful 1 the Vigilance Committee met!
steel-bronze metal have been freely dis-! The nexfr morning proved a clear and
tributed, and chemists haye tried their : pleasant one, which was a lucky circum-
best to discover its mode eg. preparation \ stance, as •*■**
"More Copyo-*'
'sanctum," cold and dreary, s&t
Stewarffe toft thought, on laei escape|*^oma-a's attire is, she never appears
ji&& fbeea -to lso*_ ioE her dariing. j and,7! well -dtessed when she looks as though
|j*at for tMsff th© absoBecr of -the ©Mid I heir olota^g htsst h@2?,
In the
the writer, pohd'ring" o'et' a memor&ite
dum book of items Used before (book of
scrawling head-notes rather-; items taking days to gather them iu cold wintry
weather, using much time and leather)
—pondered we these items o'er. "While
we conned them, slowly rocking, through
our mind queer ideas flocking, came a
quick and nervous knocking at the sanctum door. " Sure that must be Jinks,"
we muttered, "' Jinks that's knocking at
our sanctum door; Jinks the everlasting
bore." Ah! well do we remind us, in
the walls which then confined us, the
exchanges lay" behind us and before us,
and around us, all scattered o'er the
floor. Thought we : ^ Jinks wants to
borrow some newspaper till to-morrow,
and 'twill be relief from sorrow to get
rid of Jinks, the bore." Still the visitor
kept knocking louder than before.
And the scattered pile of papers, cut
some rather curious capers, being lifted {
by the breezes coming through another
door; and we wished (the wish is evil,
for one deemed always civil) that Jinks
was at the devil, to stay there evermore;
there to find Ms level—Jinks the everlasting bore!
Bracing up our patience firmer, then
without another murmur, " Mr. Jinks,"
said we, "your pardon, your forgiveness we implore. Bat the fact is, we
were reading of some curious proceeding, and thus it was, unheeding your
loud rapping there before—" Here he
opened wide the door. But pliancy now
our phelinks—for it wasn't Jinks, the
bore-—Jinks, nameless evermore.
But the form, that stoid before us
caused a trembling to come o'er us,, and.
memo-ey brought u& back agaia to days
of yes?© j days whea it©me ires® ia pleaty
by analysis. AU has bfeeu iu vain.
Despite fair means and foul, the secret
of the' "Uchatius "metal still remains a
mystery, and bids fair to do so until its
inventor divulges the composition him-
|- self.—London News.
€Iiai_ied by a Saake» •• -
A.t the plantation of Mr. Turner, near
Lake City, Ma., a most singular scene
occurred, the charming of a thirteen-
foot -alligator by .a. rattlesnake. The
snake first saw the alligator, and with
his rattles attracted tho latter's attention. Then began the charming process, which lasted fully half an hour.
The alligator at first turned Ms head
once or twice, but was immediately
called to order by tho rattles of the
snake. Toward the end of the half-
hour, with fixed eyes, the alligator
moved slowly toward his terrible enemy
until within striking distance, when the
snake curled himself moje compactly,
and, with all the streDg""h he could
muster, struck the alligator,. _ or a moment the alligator shook tremulously,
and then, as if by magic, made a semicircle backward movement, peculiar to
the species, and brought his tail down
upon the snake with fatal effect, Oar
informant then dispatched the alligator,
and found that the snake had missed Ms
mark. The snake measured six feet, aud
had nine rattles and one button,—Lake
City (Fla.) Reporter.
A CMM's Logic.
"Dad," said a hopeful sprig, "how
many fowls are there ou the table ?"
"Why," said the old gentleman, as
he looked complacently on a pair of fine
roasted chickens that were smoking on
the dinner table, " why, my son, there
are two."
" Two!" replied young smartness.
" There are three, sir" aud I'll prove it."
" Three!" replied the old gentleman,
who was a plain matter-of-fact man, and
understood things as he saw them, " I'd
like to have you prove that."
"Easily done, sir, easily done!
Ain't that one ?" laying Ms knife on the
first.
"Yes, that's certain," said dad.
"jAiu't that two?" pointing to the
second, *' and don't one and two make
three?"
"Really," said the father, turning to
the lady, who was in amazement at the
immenselearhing of hereon, "really,
wife, this boy is a genius, and deserves
to be encouraged for it. Here, old lady,
you take one fowl, aud I'll take the second, sud John shall have the third 1"
, , _.. it enabled most of the popu-
! lation of Tirgima Oity to stroll out and
speculate upon a droll object in the
suburbs. Suspended from the limb of a
tree, swinging gently in the morning
breeze, hung the foolish young physician
from the East. "Upon the back of an old
envelope pinned to his breast was inscribed the curt legend:
"He tuk risks. He banked too heavy
onhispop'iarity." -
But, as said before, the scene of this
interesting episode of the ozone-hathed
mountain regions may not have; been
Virgima City, The story comes irregu-
larlv,
Wars,
There is war in self defense; a kind of
war that instantly recommends itself both
to the heart and conscience of-mankind.
The burning of Moscow has not yet
ceaecd to strike the imagination of the
world as a nation's grandest protest
A grocer on Carr street yesterday
placed on the sidewalk in front of Ms
store a sugar hogshead, which he had
just-emptied. The adhering sweets attracted myriads of flies and a few honeybees, which seemed to think they had
found a bonanza. A vagabond-looking
dog was lying down in the shade of the
sugar hogshead, and was pestered much
by the flies, which found the dog's nose
a good place to roost after they had filled
themselves with sugar. After the dog
had wearied himself out by his ineffectual snaps at the flies he buried Ms nose
between his paws and took the annoyance philosopMealiy. At length a bee
came humming around Mm, and, being
bigger game, the dog concluded to go
for it, and, watching his opportunity,
snapped at it and caught it iu his
mouth. Then he made a sudden spring
to Ms feei*asif he had just thought of
so_f %ing that he had to do in.a hurry,
and the hair all over him raised on end
as if he had been electrified. Then he
pranced around for a moment, shaking
Ms head frantically, as if he were worrying a rat. A lifctle^ black object dropped
from his mouth, which he looked at inquiringly for a brief instant, aud then
started off in haste to. see a man around
the corner, howling dismally as he went.
The man was not ihere, and the dog
came back and once more made an in-
ly with Ms paw. He perhaps wanted to
be able to recognize one of those little
tMngs, if he should ever encounter one
of them again. After satisfying his
curiosity he went and lay down again
with a sort of grin-aud-be'ar-it-you-old-
fool look, giving vent to Ms feelings occasionally by a subdued camne sigh.—
St. Louis Bepubliean.
That St-tIss Watch.
One-Horse gulch will Keep time hereafter for all creation, for one of the boys
has carried off the famous Swiss watch
which did not find a purchaser at the
Centennial ExMbition. It was about as
'large as au ordinary " stem winder," and
was a minute repeater, striking on niu-
• sical bells the hour, ihe half-hour, the
quarter-hour and the number of minutes that elapsed of the unexpired quarter. In addition to this it told the time
to the fifth of a second; and, by means
of a double arrangement, noted the
passage of two distinct events or occurrences at the same moment—timing two
horses, forjastance, starting at different
instants, it was a calendar, also, showing the days of the week, of the month,
and the month of the year, and, by
means of a wheel wMch made a fourth
of a revolution in a year, noted the
quadrennial recurrence of the 29th of
February. Fhiaily, as if overleaping all
the other triumphs in its mechanism, it
showed the phases of the moon, as that j
luminary presents them, by means of a
diminutive moon. The watch was not
sold in Philadelphia, was offered in vain
to New York millionaires, and was finally sent to a San Francisco jeweler.
Three weeks ago an Arizona miner, who
had struck a wonderful lead and regarded $2,000 as a small dime, stepped into
the store, looked at the watch, and in
ten minutes said lie would take it. He
paid the money without winking, and
remarked that he thought the boys up
at the gulch couldn't beat it. — San Francisco paper.
"Lost at sea—The sight of land.
PeopiiE that go to pot—Gardeners,
As A twig is be nt the boy is inclined.
A poptjiiAB field officer—A kernel of
corn.
"Bbmabk by a man with a new watch:
" I buyed my time."
A house, unlike a man, is always prepared to meet an oat.
Ikdustbx always finds something to
do. So does a mosquito.
'Tis said "Money makes the man."
Yes, man is a funny coined of creature,
anyhow.
"No noose is good news," excMmed
the fellow who was about to be hanged,
when the Sheriff informed him of Ms
pardon.
An old Grecian philosopher advises
all men to know themselves. That's suggesting to a good many to form disreputable acquaintance.
"What is the difference between a
provident widow and a wife who talks
about her "liege lord?" One husbands her means, and the other means
her husband. /
A "Western editor, whose mismtal infelicities are notorious, has piped over
his marriage heading a cat representing
a large trap sprung, with the motto:
"The trap down; another ninny caught!"
Ojod Salt—"Be you a-going to paint
that their red-topped boat .yonder,
mister?" Artist—"Yes." Old Salt—
" Then mayhap you'll be glad of some
o' the paint we used on her last week."
Stbaightto the Point.—" Go out.
young man; she is not here," said -a
preacher, one Sunday, in the midst of
Ms sermon, to a youth whom he saw
standing hesitatingly in the doorway.
The youth vanished.
The Burlington Sawk-Fye says:
"If any subscriber finds a hue iu Ms
paper that he does not like and cannot
agree with, if he will bring his'paper to
the office aud point out the offending
line, the editor will take his scissors and
cut it out for Mm,"
" I'll never starve, my dear," he said
TTuto his rural bride,
As through the garden-walk: the two
Were strolling side by side.
The little farmer's ^irl looked -up,
And " Why ?" she arch y said,
" Beca\*.se," quoth he, "m you I have
A little hbe-maid bred."
—Yonkers Gazette.
"Ma, has your tongue got legs?"
" Got what, child ?" " Got legs, ma?"
" Certainly not; but why do you ask that
question ?" " Oh nothing; only I heard
pa say that your tongue was xunmng
from morning till night!" Then pa
had to take another -"-rauslB"*.;"^—f?^-
ft.
€f""'
J>
~^&=S*£3__uS:
A cuebgxman, going"tb~"wSsiit OU0l?i _2._~
sick parishioners, asked him how he
rested during the night. "Oh, won-
drously ill, sir," he replied, " for tmne
eyes have not come together thyee
Mghts." " What is the reason of that ?"
said the other. "Alas, sir!" said he,
because my nose was betwixt them,"
When Socrates got too old and feeble
to stone Ms neighbor's chickens out of
the back garden, Ms invincible genius
pointed out the way to gratify a grudge
without bodily exhaustion. It. is a historical, fact that he learned to play on
several musical instruments at extreme _
old age.—Cincinnati Breakfast Tabic.
" There was a vast difference," remarked Gladiolus, " between L'atime
and this baked; bass we are devouring..
"Yes," said Heliotrope, "because _ati
nier was burned at the stake and th .
bass was turned at the bake."" Gladio
lus said that wasn't just what he was go
ing to say, but he would let it go a
that.—Burdefte. •
THE GOWN TEST.
He sang a Bong, he sang it well,
His voice was low and tender;
He sang in praise of her he. loved—
A knight, her brave defender.
He vowed by all the gods above
No braver knight or truer
E'er sought the maiden of his choice
And nrayed to be-her wooer.
To test his love she thought it well,
Ere her future life she trusted,
Sho wore, next night, a horrid gown—
And he got up and dusted.
-Scribner for August.
aged
re-
The" best iiM of a suit to ifeaV'dusmg
this _q§ wsatfes*? Is a "base-gMa italt,
one. Even here, however, the rule is not
absolute. In the time of Zedekiahit
was Israel's duty not to draw the sword
iu defense of Zion, but to sheathe it.
"When Titus encamped on Scopus, and
suu'ounded the city over which Jesus
had wept iu vain, God was on the side of
the invaders aud against the invaded
Jerusalem was to be trodden down by the
Gentiles, until the times of the Gentiles
should be fulfilled. There are wars of
independsnee, when a nation strikes a
quick aud hard and noble blow for her
liberties; wars about wMch it is usually
hard to know at the moment if they are
justifiable, since only success can justify
them; made too soon or with inadequate
provision, they provoke a terrible revenge; retard, it may be for a generation, the cause at heart, aud sometimes
set the houses of neighbors on fire.
That gieat republic ou the other side of
the Atlantic fought out her freedom;
who in England grudges it to her now ?
There are wars for civil and religious
liberty. All the world knows of these
wars; England has felt the keen agony
of them, to-day enjoys the happier result
of them. They are great objects to
fight for; if anything deserves blood,
and pain, and life, liberty does. Here,
too, selfishness sometimes flings up the
soiled cap of liberty to get a share of the
spoils in the general scramble. If by
waiting a few years you can secure
liberty in the end without fighting for
it, jc ause before you make wives widows
and children orphans before the time.
Wars of conquest are sometimes utterly
unprincipled; sometimes the inevitable
result of circua-sstaaces whioh no one oao
and. "whiola simply pmeat
Overeating in Suiniaor,
All trustworthy hygienists and medical authorities are unanimous in recommending fruits and vegetables as the
best and mesfc appropriate food for tMs
season, and that the eating of much
meat, rich gravies, etc., is carefully to
be abstained from. Aud yet there is
not one person hi ten who carefully and
intelligently follows this advice. In the
hotels aud boarding-houses people
gorge themselves with meats and gravies
and pastry, and wonder how it is possible, after such a strengthening meal,
they feel so weak, and shaky, and nervous, and out of Borts! "With nothing
but good bread and butter and a saucer
of fruit for dinner the next day, the
same person would have marveled still
more how in the world such a slim meal
gave him such strength and elasticity of
spirits and improved health! Depend
on it, a very large proportion of the
physical ills of life come from too much
eating. There is but little danger of
not eating enough. The trouble with
nine-tenths of ailing and chronically
complaining city people is injudicious
and intemperate eating. Leave off eating so much meat and greasy compounds and rich pastry, and try a simpler di,-t for a time, and, our word for it,
you will soon experience a great and
marvelous change come over the spirit
of your dream.—Trenton Gazette.
^ The depression of manufacturing and
coinmer'ial business has driven men
into agriculfure. The" crops in all parts
. of the country were never so abundant,
1 asd the acreage never so large.
"Novel FunisiuiieKt,, .
A few days ago three boys,
spectively i8,16 and 12, slipped into the
house of Mr. Sterling Jenkins, who
lives on the Talbotton road, aud stole a
watch, and some other valuables. Mr.
Jenkins tracked and overtook them in
Hamilton. He recovered Ms property,
but did not desire to put the rascals in
jail, so he told them that if they would
whip each other he would not prosecute
them, . This they agreed to do. They-
were taken out, stripped to the waist,
and provided with stout Mckory switches.
One was tied to a tree, aud the others
laid ou his back lustily with switches
until Mr. Jenkins expressed ■ Mmself
satisfied. The ceremony was gone
through with each one. They were then
dispersed with smarting backs and penitent hearts.— Columbus {Ga.) Times.
Eemarkable Locomotive Performances,.
Mr. "W. I". "Buchanan, Superintendent
of Motive Power of the New York Central and Hudson Biver railroad, has recently made a report on the performances of the locomotives thereon, from
which it appears that the total mileage
for the year 1877 on the Hudson Biver
division was 3,726,919. The whole number of engines in service was 97, showing
an average mileage for each engine for
the year of 38,422 miles.' The highest
average for any one engine is that of No.
33, from Jan. 1,1877, to April 1,1878,
a period of fifteen months, when the
mileage was 117,872 miles, or 7,858 miles
average per month,—Scientific Ameri
can.
The "Sez Ferces.
The hand of Nez Perces prisoners
captured by Gen. Miles, numbering
over 4.00, have been taken from "Fort
Leavenworth to the Qua Paw agency in
the northeastern part of the Indian Territory, where they will be taught the
arts of civilization if possible. They are
in charge of Indian Agent Jones. Theis
new plaoe of abode is at pres&nt occupied by the Qua Paws, the Confederated
Peoria, the Eastern Shawnees, the Wy•
andots, Seaeeas and a _ oxtioa el €&i4
I Jack's be&d of Modoes,
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| Title | 1878-08-09; Clare County Press |
| Date | 1878-08-09 |
| Publisher | Goodenough & Wilson |
| Description | Friday, August 9, 1878 issue of a Clare, Michigan newspaper. Published weekly. Began publication date unknown. In 1886, the title was changed to The Clare Press |
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| Title | 1878-08-09; Clare County Press |
| Date | 1878-08-09 |
| Publisher | Goodenough & Wilson |
| Description | Friday, August 9, 1878 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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