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Cincinnati Weekly Times (Newspaper) - August 21, 1884, Cincinnati, Ohiowm m m Vol. XLI. Xo. 34.CIXOIXlVXTI, THURSDAY, J^XJGTJ^^r SI, 1884. Per Year* Youiik Hearts. What tliOH(;li the years arc flj iiiR fast Anil silver sprinkles thioui;h the hair. And crow ’s feet coine nnd wrinkles last In spite of pride’s nioet jealous care; That ’.viih re.iiclance we conte s And “itrowingold!” escapes the tongueT Sojdiiin u ti uUi ^hould not distre-s— ’T e nothing if the heart is young. That n e have eiTors to regret Is I ut tlie ivniiiion lot of all; There's something to lie lived for yet,. 1 o fti ugclo on. w hate’cr t>crall. ’Tis u-eless that aliovc the ptist The dirges of I'enioi'sc are rung— We’ll light o d Time until the last And tiinniph while the heart is young. While life exists the light oí hope Should never la* o'jseured hy gloom, But hrighteii alt our huroeeop.; rntil our footsteps touch tlie tomb. The oldest still hav(f truths to team. So faith should never be iinstruug; Oi.r little iainiHB w ill eheerly inirn As long as e er the heart is young. And how shall hearts lie kept in green AVheii cheeks are sunk and eyes are dim, When age hrings on the days oV spleen And nienior) cnsuis a funeral hymnt Bv Qiidiiig means of doing gooil, By Mioiliing souls with sorrow stnng; Thus ii;:e nnd death are long withstood. And thus onr hearts are kept ever voting. ekfv. —[Harper’s Wceli \OTKS AND NKWS. NO TRESSPASSING. BY EMILY F. M'lIEELER. Tlif Tiehlicrne clHiinani e.ays he Isn’t cruhheil yet. New York ie running ehoii of “confiden-tiiil” clerks. Burnt cork is tho old reliable cure for bog cliolera. General Butler will be sl.xty-elx years old in Novcni'>cr. Bismarck wears a imely woven coat>of> mail which is bullet proof.    , Two tbotisand jieopie are rusticating in iic Yellowstone National I’.irk. Pink, white and blue water lilies grow as large as dinner plates in Queensland, Australia. The newspai>er correspondents say that Joaquin Miller bus abandoned the use of bairidns. Edisdh promises to get otit a new crop of Inventions during the next year in the electrical limc. The Western plains are furnishing thou-tands of butt'.ilo skeietous to Eastern phosphate makers, A Washington back driver vvas fined |20 for careless driving, and his next passenger ¡laid the bill. Ipsw icli, JIass., celebrates the two hundred and lifiielh anniversary of its foundation next Friday. A European newspaper calculates that sixty-Boveu persons die each minute, while aevenly arc born, Memphis claims a more equable temperature the rcarrouud thati that enjoyed by any other American city. The biggest salmon taken this season in Scottish waters weighed respoctlvely sixty, Urty-tbreo, fifty and forty-tbrcc pounds. An estimate within buuiids is that which sums up the cost of the music for the ten weeks of the watcritig-piace season at lir.0,000. Mr. J. B. J, Portal, the pioneer wine grower ol the Santa Clara \ alley, is enlarging Ids winery to a capacity of 1,000,000 gidlons a year. A inagnificently-cut catnco pin, set with rare pearls, that was fortnerly the property of the Emprei-s Eugenie, is worn by a lady at Long Bl anch. ■One of Hie Uiiinesville, Texas, papers wants an ordinance against lialhing within the cit> limits; the other wants to compel some |sopie to bathe. Licuti nunt Emory baa brought back to tills country a number of Esuuimaux dogs. He will try and dcmoastraU' that they can live in this climate us well us in the arctic. In their next visit to this couutry Henry Irving nnd Ellen Terry will be accompanied by Chief Jtistioe Coleridge’s son Sleplicu, w ho uIhu w ill bring bis wife with him. A deaf aud dumb coiiplo nc.ar Rochester have a baby that squeals at the top of a very vigorous pair of lungs, tiut as neither of them cun heat it, it makes little difference. Ficin recently piiblishetl papers it np-pears tliat the average time of sickness among males is about nine d.iys In esch of their working years, lit women it ie a trille more. Tweiily States and Territorlea have adopted eouipul>tor.v education, but only Mabsaeliusoits and Connecticut have effective nii'UiiH fur tbeeuri'jiug out of its eninrccniciit. Tlioiuas Vcntw'ortb Hiegin^on has taken pains to predict a reitirn to the ideal lit tii'tlon, iiidlciitiiig a posslldo liellef on his purl licK'tntorc in paradox of something real in fiction. Mr. (icorife Augustu*Sula docs not permit other pcojilc to make unpleasant ¡icr-sonal allusions to him, but ho lately pboto-grapbcd liimi«cir as “a geiitlcniun with a Jiaididpliluii eountenance aud a white waisleo.it.” Acrniding to the prescnl arrangemonit, Mi-x lUM-kwilb will atl«m|>t to awini acrosa Ibc Brltl^li ( hannel from Diter in the second week in August, wh it the tides and tlic tcmpenituro of the water are coiiald-Cietl uiv..st luvorsblu. The iHtesi novePy in the abow busioeet Is nn exhibltinii of noses, which has recently bfcn lield in Austria. Elglity i>ersona coiniieted for the prixe oflero.1 lor the most extraordinury nasal prulubcrsncu in form, aliui and rdor. It was awardeil to a coin-pi'titor from Vienna, who is the jiosscssor of what is said to be a gigantic uosc of (loop yiukt blue. I.sOlei who woiilu retain in>hnc»a and vl. Tiultv, dou'l lad to try “Wells' licaUb Mensa cr.” It was painted in very black letters on a very white board. He wlio ran could read, and Ruth Bennett was only walking very fast when she cam e on it. But site knew it by heart already. For the last mouth she had read it every day, and every day meekly turned into the dusty road aud made the long dctoui^ needed to get past J[r. Hale’s grounds and into his next neighbor’s. Five minutes’ walk through that beautiful park wotild have brought her to Mrs. Alexander’s hedge, and saved a modicum of strength and temiicr sorely needed for her trials as day governess to the three little Alexanders. But she had never ventured on the liberty, tiiough she bad wanted to every day, and tliC impulse bad grown greater since she bad asked Mrs. Alexander if it was quite impossible. “There’s never a soul about, aud it’s an ciglitli of a mile certainly to the bouse. I don’t believe any one would ever see me, and if they did, I could tell thein I was your governess.” For it seemed to the young girl a sufilcicnt distinction to be that to Mrs. Rufus Alexander, leading ladyoftlio pretty town wbore her summer home was located. “I would not venture it if I were YOU,” Mrs. Alexander answered, kindly. She was always kind to her governesses, despite licr wealth and licr Mayflower blood, and she had a special iikiiig lor this bright* facwl, eager girl. “Mr. Hale is very particular. He is a itop comer hero, and disposed to make every one respect his rights.” It had been on the lady’s llp.s to call him parvenu, but she would not tlirow scorn at her neighbor before her governess. “Why, Miss Bennett,” Harry Alexander had added, as site tiirpcd awav, “d<» .vou know that last suiumer his gartlener ordered my inolher olf the grounds? Ot course Mr. Hale excused it afterward—said the man had his orders to make no discrimination; but fancy—my inoihcrl” and Harry’s accent was more than tlic words. Little Miss Bennett bowed her head before tlic rights of a good Democrat who liad made all his money in the last twenty years, and was, therefore, more arisUicratic and exclusive than an £ngli»h nobleman would have been with respect to his possessions. Half the village would have been grateful had Mr. Hale allowed a footpath to traverse his splendid park; but of course an American can not make concessions to the lower classes, and he stood on his rights and dignities. But to-day Rntli paused. She was late for her lessons; she had lingered to put the last touches to a prelty new dress she wore, and there was a thunder storm coining. Should she run the risk of otfending Mrs Alexander and sjioiling her dress, or should she trespass? No one was in sight as she looked about, and a nearer roll of thunder hcljicd her to a decision. Site stepiMul through the little gate wliich all these days had mocked her with its invitation to forbidden ground, and hurried across the lau n. In the distance she could sec the stately house, the leaping fountains and bright flowers. She kept her eye on that, fearing some servant on the watch. She never looked the other way, and so, when a step suddenly came beside Iter, she started in cousciciiccrsiniltcn guilt. “Are yon aware, madam,” a clear-cut voice said, “that yon arc on private grounds?” She looked up. A stout, bald man stood beside her, a man nyIioui her prophetic soul assured her u as Mr. Hale. Ho had deigned to touch his hat, but not out of rcsjieet for her, she was sure. He saluted rather his own dignity and sense of tlic proprieties. He had a iKimpons air, as of one who feared his simple jicrsonallly not impressive enough, nnd the neat perfection of his costume made more i»rom-inont his commonplace features. “Yes, sir,” she answered meekly; “but I’m doing my best to get out of them.” “You came in by tlie louer gale. You saw the sign, of course?” he went on, in the samn magisterial tones. “Yes; but I was in a Imrry, and I —I was afraid it u hr going to rain. I’m Mrs. Alexander’s governess.” She vt iitured a glance at him as she said (his, but it evidently made no impression. “1 beg your pardon ; nnd I can go back, I 8tip|ioso. 1 thought that lor once—and 1 didn’t want to s{k>íI my dress,” she llnlshod, iinpeluonsly, as a great drop of rain fell on her hand. hhe looked up wllh eyes whose ap-jieal might have soflened him. It hcenied to her a very ample excuse, but there was no relenting in his face. In his own mind. Indeed, ho was making a eoneesslon. Aa she was his iioTghbor’s governess, he would not l arry tho matter farther, aud to Hllllly laid, a« ho stood back to lot her retrace her ab’ps. “1 am sure i—or Mr*. Alcxinder— will be much obliged for vonr—your nncxpeeled consideration,’ Miss Bennett answered, as alio took up her skirts and prepared to beat a dltl'erent retreat. There was no use in hurrying; she waa aurc to bo caught in the storm now, and so siie tunicUaud swept Mr. Hale a profound reverence, whose disdain he could not understand. But there was a dimness in her eyes as she raised them to his. After all she was only a child, and so far the world had smiled into her pretty face and treated Iier indulgently. That was not Mr. Hale’s attitude : but as site walked away some-tliiug-—perhaps the pride of self-assertion over this intruding governess, ))crhap8 the thought of those eyes— made him relent. lu tive minutes it would be pouring, aud he was not quite a brute. He stepped forward and called, “Madam I** Miss Bennett heai*d, hurried her steps ail instant and then stopjied. She would like to be proud to the bitter end, aud, anyway, she could not go back till she was told. Mr. Hale had to take a half dozen more steps before he was near enough to say, “As it is raining, miss, if it will shorten your walk, I liave no objection for this once.” “Oh, I shall not do it again,” Ruth cried ; “Fd sooner go through a wilderness.” “But that is not the shortest way,” he went on; “it is much nearer by the coach house. Here, let me show yon.” “Oh, I couldn’t think of troubling you. Thank you, but you’ll get wet yourself.” “Since I have undertaken it,” "answered Mr. Hale, as if apologizing to bimsclf tor bisconcessioii; aud with the words he spread his neat umbrella and walked with her. It was only two iniuutcs. The path he took was shorter, aud Miss Bennett hurried all she could. She spoke no word till she reached the Alexander hedge; then she said, as hastily, “I am very much obliged—aud—I shall not trespass again.” “A pretty girl,” Mr. Hale said to htniself as he watched her flying to the shelter of the porch. “Mrs. Alexander’s governess! Hum!” But what that last word meant in his tliouglit he could hardly have told. Perhaps it only reminded him that his ihi*co motherless children would soon be needing one. “Miss Bennett,” Mrs. Alexander said a week later, “where did yon meet Mr. Ilalc? He seems to know you; and last night at the garden jiarty he deigned to say that if it would save you time and fatigue, yon might go throngli the park. He has noticed yon, pcrliaps, coming up from tlie village.” And when Rnth had told her slor.r*shc lifted her eyebrows a little. “It’s a concession—a great concession from him,” she said. “But I don’t want it,” cried Ruth. “I’d rather go miles around now. Yon can’t think how bis manner humiliated me. I felt as though I’d committed the unpardonable sin.” Mrs. Alexander smiled at her vehemence, but site had her own reasons for not encouraging it. “li’s quite on another footing now, since he permits it,” she said, “and really I wish yon would. Since the hot weather came I notice yon are sometimes very tired witli the walk. Anything that will save your strength for your work, you know.” Aud to tliat Rnth yielded. S e need not have been so tierce about it, site said to herself after a wceli. She had the park all to licrsclf, and it was certainly pleasanter than the dusty road. At first she hurried through as if a dragon haunted cvory bush ; but gradually she moderated her pace, aud at last she made it a gentle saunter, and even stopped on the brink of the little stream which crossed one end of the park to cool her hot head in its breath of freshness and soothe her eyes in the soft gi'eeu depths of the wood beyond. Once or twice she saw Mr. Hale’s children with their French nurse in the distance; once Mr. Hale himself met her, touched his hatTrtilfly, and stood aside to let her pass. She wondered afterward if he expected her to thank him for his great concession. But tho burden of gratitude was not over-wliolmiiig to heV proud little heart. But a few days later she met him again, and this time rejicntod enough to give him a very frank smile and greeting. She felt like smiling on all the world that day, this poor little governess who had youth and hope as her portion, and was content therewith. Perhaps a letter which she had thrust into her pocket at sigiit of him —a letter she had herself taken from the ofllcennd lingered under the trees to read—hud something to do with her radiant face just then. “You find this way much pleasanter than the road, Miss Bennett?” Mr. Ilale said, made ull'able by that smile. “Very much iilcasantcr, thank you,” Ruth aliswered, demurely. “I might perhaps allow others tog through,” he went on, “if I could b sure they would not abuse tho liberty. But it is.always dangerous to f ive people an inch; they take an ell nstead.’^ * “Oh, I’ve no doubt you are quite in the right—from your side of llie matter,’' Ruth HiiNwerctl, and if there was the fuiiilest touch of irony lu her 11m itutioii, Mr. IIulc did not see it. “C’crtulnly I am in tho ri^hi,'’ he declared in iiii inoit magisterial manner; but having thus, so to speak, asserted his dignity, he sought to unbend uinl bo properly gracious to so r graci discreet a iKirsou as slio bad licrsclf. Ruth aiiswdrud all u’oved ils re marks with proiicr modesty, deeiKsn-iiig tho good impression she hau already made, and forgot all about him when she iiad crossed tho liedgo. But tho next day, as she sauntered along the path, a suddeu sharp cry startled her—a child’s cry for help, gt came from the river bank, and as she ran toward it she uuderstootl its meaning. The youngest of the children, th,e little heir of the house, had slipped and fallen into tho stream. The nurse was rnnning up and down, wringing her hands, and the two children were screaming for help. The water was not deep, but a child can drown in veiy little, aud when she reached the bank he had gone under for the second time. “Run to the house for help,” she cried to the children; but even as she s})okc she had herself seized the readiest means of aid, and was climbing down the bank. It would ruin Iter dress—even then she thonght of that—but she waded in bravely, half supporting herself by clinging to a vine that curtained the slt^. It might give way—it ccrtainl.^ would if the boy struggled and she h>st her balance; but it was the best she could do. She was not coiisciuus of any Sjiccial hcroisni. Other jieople would doubtless come to pull them both out later, but the moments wei*e precious, and the child— And here he came up again, jnst out of her reach. iShc dropped tho vine, took the step'necdcd to catch him, and fell with hilt to the muddy bottom.    j Ruth Bennett was chiefly conscious of her ruined di*cs8 and mud-bespattered face when a minute later she climbed up the bank with her burden. Tlie gardener and coacliman were there; Mr. Hale was there, too; but he let the others help her np, ami his paternal iirplip cs did not extend to taking his dripping son and heir in his arms. “Carry him up to the house. Bates,” he said, after a glance ii.ad assured him that the cliiití was unhurt “and put liim in a bath-tub at oiiccf And you, Miss Bennett” “I need to go into one, to<v’^ slic gasped, trying to wring the,’ water from her skirts. Her cars weiie roaring with the water in them ; she felt as if she had been drowned and come to life again ; but it was the oomcdy of the situation Avhich chiefly occupied her even then, and Mr! Hale’s divided mind between his wish to be nroperly grateful and his disgusted sense of her dripping conditiuu. Ainl then, woman-like, as she tried tojiick np her dress with some light remark on its state, she cried instead. T—I hope you haven’t hurt yourself,” Mr. Hale said, evidently not knowing what to say. “I-xl am' deeply grateful. Miss Bonncttl^^morc-than I can express-and I should be very sorry—for any coiiscqucuces to yourself.” “Oh, it’s nothing,” Ruth answered as soon as she could sj/eak. “Tlic only consequences to mysclt are a ruined dress, and that’s a projier rcvfenge of fate. It was to save Ihis dress—it was so new tlicn and so pretty,” she added pathetically—“that I trespassed on your grounds six weeks ago. I hoiKJ you appreciate the fact of the Nemesis.” And therewith she held up the torn and streaming silk to his astonished eyes. “Vou won’t exaggerate uiy heroism,” she went! on, “if 1 tell you tliat 1 thoiiglit inoretof this than uiiythiim else when 1 wciit into the river. I knew there was no real danger if I kept a steady head. But I hope the little boy won’t takje cold ; and as that is my own dangtr jnst now—” And before Mr. llaU could recover himself to find speech i|lic bad swept him a mocking couii^sy and was flying toward tlic AlcKandcr house uiiicli as he had seen her speed six weeks before. * ♦ * ♦ * “Miss Bciiiictt,” Mrs. Alcixander sahl a few tlays later, corning ilito the library after the children had gjoiie, “1 have á commission to dischargp. It’* rather a peculiar one, but I hope you won’t mind such a thing coming through a third iicrson. Of coiii’se the situation is peculiar and rathar delicate tor Mr. Hale. He thought he would rather put it into my hands; tliat is, raflier let iiio find out first your—your feeling about it.” Miss Bennett looketl up bewildered. “I don’t understand, Mrs. Alexander. Is it about the little boy ? Does Mr. Hale want to reward me”—*a deep flush suffused her fairness—“for w hat I did ? I couUlii’t take his moiiey, of course.” “1 don’t know that ho would look at it quite ill that light,” Mrs. Alexander uiiswercd. “It probably helped to bring niulters to a eliinux with him. Indeed, he intimated as much. And perhaps it is a reward of virtue, (’urtaiiily it is quite alter the slory-buok stylo; but you are iirettv finongh nnd bright enough, as 1 tuhi him, for almost niiy Kisitioii. Ho is i| sclf-made man limsclt; it isn’t niicli a wonderful comlc-iecnsion wIiQii one remembers that. Ho couldn’t expect lo marry into the Maj flower, for all liis wealth.” Miss Bcnnctl felt as if her -enscs were playing her false. “You (lun’i mean—you can’t mean,” slip eiietl, ‘■lliat ho wants to marry mo?’’ Mrs. Alexander put her arm iihont her soothingly. “1 supiiose it i-rather overwhelming, iiiv tiear. Il was to me at first. Biit, after all, why should he uot? There «re the Ihi-co chlhlren, of course, and he’s twenty years older, and ho ha n’t much besides his money to recommend him; but It would bo a s|»lcuditl homo for you, dear. It icciiis he has watched you ever ainco that time you trespassed. And ho has made inquiries of me. He bogau making them soiup time ago, but 1 didn’t notice. 1 thought i»erhapi he wauled a governess. Of course I gave you the highest rccoiimieudatioiis,” she added, laughing, “tiiouirJi I didn’t know the position he wanted you to fill. He seems quite sure of iiis own feeling, and it is certainly a great triumph for you. my dear.” !Miss Bennett sank back into the eliair from whicli she bad half risen. Her mind plainly could not take in the new situation ; but she caiiio to herself when Mrs. Alexander went oil: “Of course you may want time to think it over, but he would like to «me you this evening, and he hopes for an answer then.” “Oh! oh!” Miss Bennett cried, springing to her feet. “There’s no use. I couldn’t if my life depended on it, for—I’m engaged to some one else. And I never knew—indeed, I never knew, Mrs. Alexander, until a few days ago, that Philip was his nephew. Y'oii see,” she went on, breathlessly, “his sister was witli me at school, aud that was the xvtiy I learned to know him. Anil Mr. Halo was very angry at his engaging himself to a ‘dowii-East school ma’am, as he called me. He had promised to «help him before, but—but they quarreled over me, and Phil, went West aud I came here. Aud it was only a fortnight ago that I wrote him—because I hadn’t much else to write—all about iiiy trespassing, and what had come of it. And he answered—I had his letter last week: ‘That’s iny old dragon of an uncle, aud if you’ve won one concession from him, jicr-haps you could do more. It he learned to know vou, he might think dilier-cntly about our •engagement, and though 1 don’t need any of his help now, still he’s iiiy nearest relative, and I should like to bo on good terms with him ’ And I had beenhoiiiug— but now—now you sec how imiiossl-ble it is. And if Pliil. has his own wav to make, aud we may have to wait a long time, and iMwhaps always be jwor, I love him too much to mind.” The soul of young love and trust was ill her eye as she looked iip at Mrs. Alexander, nnd the woman’s heait ill her was touched. It was Hie pliilosophy of the Babes in the Wood, indeed. Site could have overturned it with a touch of worldly common sense; but she only bent iioarer her, and then suddenly Ruth felt a kiss on her forelieud, a kiss of a iiiothcr’s compi*chcudiiig lovo. But when she-had cooled a little “frenir this nnexperted toTirtr tjf'nn-tliusiusni, Mrs. Alexander had her plans. She met Mr. Hale herself that evening. She confoiiiidod him with the news that the sclioolma’um despised for his nephew was his own elect; and she followed up her advantage till he eotiseuletl lo express his gratitiitle to Mis?Bennett by the gift of a home—of whieli he should he master. And since young Pliili|)was doing well at the West aud needed no more of his uncle’s help, the new home was hardly ready before he could claim ils mistress. Only one touch of romance Mr. Halo ullowtid liiniself—the wedtliiig gown which replaced Ruth’s uiiliieky dress. The Mnlcli Trade. rriiiludclphiu Tivs!*.] The domestic inaicli trade is suHer-itig from the cftects of foreign competition. When the iiitcriiHl tax' on matehes was removed the nianntac-turcrs were left witliout adequate protection. This sooms like a singular statcmout, but it is nevertheless true, tlio iiiteruul rcvemio tax set viilg lo disconrnge importatioiis, because it ctMiipellcd importers to invest large sums of money for stamps lietorc tliey could jiut Ihcir wares in the market. The result was an iiKU’case of importation from $2,2:H worth in 1S82 to upward of i|;rj0(),0(K) worth in I8HIJ. A liirthcr result is the closing for an indefinite period of the largest I’hlln-delphia iiiateli factory, and scores of idle inetrhauics. An ajipeal to (’ou-gress for higher duties will probably l>c inidreetuat, as the mateb mannfae-turers invited popular tli“approvnI by their euiirse in keeping prices exoibl-taiitly high when tiiey hud command of the trade. A WAVING SEA OF COTTON. Big IMantation—The Ijnrgest Cotton Farm in Alabama. fUnion Springs Herald.) Last Thursday, the Herald man, in company with Mr. J. F. liussater, M. B. Iloiigiiton and L. Ham, visited the farm of Messrs. Roberts & Salter, about live miles north of this city. These two young men have with wonderful energy and agricultural skill reclaimed from virgin forests aud sedgy old fields some of the best land ill the county, and have made it blossom like a garden. In the last four years they have cleared over 900 acres of laud and dug twcnty-iivc miles of ditches. We saw one solid body of emerald green cotton on 200 acres of fresh bottom land, tlio jilaiit reaching up to our slioiiiders on horseback, and heavily fruited with bolls and squares, which the experts of our party said would nut make less than tliree-fourtlis of a bale to the acre. With the exception of those of a few ‘’«quads” the crops were in a line coiiditioii, and these were being worked out by an extra number of hands and teams kept fur that purpose by the firm. The system and order maintained on this imtiicusc plantation is somewhat marvelous, but is vitally iiceessarv to success. Evorvthiiig is regulated with iiiili-lary precision, and Hie “bands,” go to work and return to their mt>als by tlie tap of Hie bell. Tiie small army of laborers nnd Ihcir families on the farm, iiiiiiilxTiiig some 1,800 souls, are comfortably housed and arc apparently very eontciilcd. Each family has its garden apart and raises pigs, ehiekciH, &c. Altlioiigli cotton is regarded by the jiroprietors as the main niarkeiable iroduct of the farm, they do not neglect corn, wliicli furiiislies the sinews of war, soto speak, to make cotton with. A largo body ot corn was shown us that Mr. Ham, a farmer of judgment and experience, estimated would yield forty bushels to the acre, aud much going as higli as fifty bushels, ^fr. Roberts bimsclf thinks that the com will average twciity-tivc bushels to the acre. From actual experiment on our four acres, Mr. Roberts has demonstrated that corn can be made on bis place at ten cents per bushel. In 1882, with a much nmallcr fbrce, •wMew» iami ftt tnthiraHon, Messrs. Roberts & Salter made (180 bales of cotton. Since the favorable rains ol the pa.^t few days,whieli were greatly iiceiieil, a low estimate of iheir cr<»p for 1884 is: tOOliiilcsot cotton at 9c, ...................|40,5ü0 V.'i.üüü LubUoU ol can ul 50c................ ai.i-'-O The Missinsr Link. Tho loarnod Profosoor Darwin, With tlw'ory proround. Has I'laiincd tliat man and monkey Aro by tiCM of kitidrod iHiund. He cluiinod that man do«m-iided From inoiikcys now extinct. But he couldn’t just connect them— Tucrc wuB one uiiosing liuk. Of course, onr men of i<;ienco Could not long remain in doubt. And thi8 age of great dwovery Soon brought the creature out. The cnnneclion Darwin wanU d M'c'vc found at last, I think; Jiitt li!>tcn—I'll dcBcrilte it— The longdoflt “Aliasing Link.” It IteaiB, in form and featnree, ICcuciiihltmce to a man. Blit prefers to be a ••dninmy” Fur a tailor if it can; it stands U|Kta the corner. And al the girls «loes w ink— M bicli throwi* them into ««j»aHn*— Tlu* loug-lu»t “Mlaclng Link.” Exactiy in the ecnfer It pa'rt< iU Manly hair. Or bangn it o’er Its'forehead, With a very reckleao air; On it« lip the hair in tiiiii<i Ami aeemsi inclined to xhrink, Blit (K'rh.qM thU m the nature Of the long-lost ‘•SliA-.ing Link.” A monslron» ^ix-lncli collar Encircles ile slim throat: Its slight form is euvclo!H-<| In an anipulnte«l coat; It wears its sister’s corset». Soda water il «loco drink; This very curious crealnrt— The long-tosi ••Missing Link.” —Iturleton .lackaoa. CÜRKENT FUN. Toinl . ...............  «1,760 Cost of making ‘“ g»amc |iS,003 ^  — Proftl................................. Í8I.7W The large oat crop made on the place this year was led to Hie stock, aud it.s value is eoiiiitcd in Hie >i!28,(JOO expense. 'i’o make Hiis crop the services of .'192 regular laborers are emploveil and a ealeiilatiou in the expenses is made for extra bel J) to gatlier and market it. One hundred and lifty-iiiiic mules and horses arc worketl regularly and twelve horses and mules, additional, arc kept for cxtr« work on graisy croiis or lor hauling. There arc iHed on the farm lirty-two two-horse wagons, tweN’c oiie-horse wagons, and one fonr-horsc wagon. The firm buys its plows by the hundred. The foregoing will give some faint idea to the rtader of the large fai'iii ill Alaliunia, but a more coiiipreheii-slve one euii be iiad liy a porsoyal iii-speetlon. Onr reeolleelioii ot tlic waving sea of verdant cotton and Mosquitoes are beginning to buncb their hits.—[Boston Post. The owl is a very small bird for iti eycs.—[Burli 11 gton IIawkcyc. Facts tliat arc eonstanilv corning to light—Matches.—[New York Journal. All indejiendcnt bolt—every man foi himself during a raiIroa«l restaurant rush at meal time.—[New York Journal. Engli-lmien admit tliat Hie Phila-deljihiaeleven’s jilaying is the ’‘greatest erieket on the heartli."—[Boston Transcript. Mr. Smith—“.Tones, I don’t object to nnisie, but when that <log of yours barks all night then I think it a'little too inneli.” “Then you tloii’t appreciate OlVeiibach.”—[Lite. W« are io\d, “No two after dinner coflTcc Clips shouid^ be the same.* After a set h.is been Tianillod by tho hired girl any Icngtb of time they are not the same, eithi'r.—[tíriijihic. The admirers of 3Ir. <)><riir W'ildo who were unable to grasp liis meaning Avlien he s|Mike ot “nnkisscd kUses” will find a elew in Hie C’oii-gros-iional Rceord with its unspoken siiccehes.—]Llfe. Iron water wells in the country are not so numerous as Hiey wei-e before stecl-spi inged hoopskirts went out of fashion. A keg of nails put in a well, however, will inotluec Hie same results.—[J’icayunc. Rev. .Joseph Cook has at hast come out squarely and definctl his iiositlon. He siivs he is a “paiidenominatioiial-ist.” We always Hionglit that was what he was, but inddy retrained from saying so, out of regard for the feelings of his fuiiiiiy.—[Bnilington Hawkeyc. Up toward the top of Hie world, where Hic tíreelv survivi»is liave been hanging out for some time back, the sun sets in October and does not dawn I again until March. Soinotimes we I wish the nights wer<*as long in this latitude. Collectors don’t often come around at night.—[Oil City Blizzard. Wliy 1m If tliut tlie sale of H.mmI’m ^^ursaparilla eon- V .yiuK U.    v    i    ,i„„es ut sucli a rapUtly iuercasiii,' tate* sliiniincring corn is ploiisant imleod. ¡_ The memory of “Aunt Bose’s” luaiii-1    - moth ehieken pie, rice eustard and >    u other gotHl tilings when we relurinulj' to the ba<!helur farmers’ house at 2 I o’eloek, with u eavalrv sohlier’s upiie-i^^ reinuikuble emvs eflVete ,    ••    ¡    .    .1.    imsMttl uml H.Mit.iin ciuah lite, is a good eomiianion picture to it. ¡„eUi..ino. S mi m c. 1. Coin|tliment of itic Sciihoii. (Hiiii Fi iiiu'is.'O PuHt.J “1 understand,” said u <‘OW-county |M)liHeian, walking Into Hicofibeof the local jiaper the other day, revolver ill hand, “I iiiidcrstiind that you called me a liar in your paper this morning?” “.So 1 did, my dear sir,” saitl the editor, calmly, "but 1 only said you were a eampaigii liar.” “Oil! Is that all!” said Hie iiiolli-ticil intruder, and iifier tendering the molderof public opinion liis tlne-cnt be wulketl [Munadnlly out. The C'rowa Taking To Aurit-Uliiire. l«l. I’liiil Dip|iut.'h.j The «’row Inniansare taking kindly to farming operations on (bo Big Horn, Montana, and api»ear greatly plcñ ;ctl with the rt’!=nl(s of their labors. They exldblt Hie bll tcrs on their hands, tho rcsultof working tho plow, with bocomlng iirhlo. A number of them will go into tho bii diii-s 0Í cutting hay for iale. Some of iheiii aro sharp oiiongh to have already located good cluinu, which Hicy Intend to icll when that part of the reservation it thrown oiieii to Retllcrs. “Houah oil Itrli” cure* liiiiiiors, rni|itlun«, nitiiMui III, Ultvr. Mlt rlifuiii, trotUU (tvl, cliiU liluius. A ('iirUMiN ('iaiin. [Sew York KvciiInK I’o»t.J A curious claim peiuling in the Pen-*1011 Office at WaRliinglon, belonging to Hie war of 1812, Is oiiepreseiitcfl by Hit! widow of Anthony Uoslo, alias Anthony Castle. It elti Kihat .\nthony t’asHe, who died in 1870, at Ann Ar-I bor, Mieli., joined Hic Briti Ji forees in Cunada, liiat he desortod inlSlI, ero setl on the ice to the Ameriean í    __ 'idc of the river and enferod the I “IXtIuís Cniletl .Slate^ sn vicc. Alter serving ' here inontlis he was retaken by the llrilisli at a [loiiit six miles liclow .Niagara F’alls, court martialcd and 1st. Rccavise of tlio \sisUive curative value of Hoo<1’m Sarsaparilla itsolt. coijflusivi,' cvidonoe I of rcinurkalile cuivs cfl’.'ctcd by it, unsur-<l by any other IIiiihI .t to., I.uwoll. .Musk., lor b<s»k ovoitaiiuiig inaujr st.ilciiiciits ol euros. Uuiler'M Opinion of Hinietdf. [lio'lon lliTal<1.i Gfii ral Hutler libuies in Hie iituiie “110111-a;ogue.” lie say» it iiioaiie “a leader of the iveoplc;’’ that the |K‘0[ile will luivc a leader, niul it is le tter Ihut It should be a Iteii. lUitler, with ins iiiventod niilliont, than u Jaek «'ado, with uothini.'. He soiuo-times iiidiews th.it iic is a truly cutiMorv» Are l»:»iu:<‘i-onH.” II you are pule, euiao alod, li.ivu a huok-ibiif cnu;;h, with id-lit-oweals, snitling o( = bliMjii and Kliorliie*» cl lire.itli, jou h.ivt no Mime to lose. Ho II tlii sitiite tixi lono -’till seiitoiiecd to death. Hl>. seiiteiicc was, : y„„ ;,r,. past for l.ik. 11 in I." n.irly however, eomniuted lo eight liiiudred stares, eon-unipti-n can l>e eui>sl l»y la lies, from the resnll of wbleli he never reeovcred, and for widcli a pi’ii-•slon was ||(i«nled hilii. Tills pension Ids wldcu asks to have iiicreiisotl. Ayer’* Aguo t'ure i» liUeiided to aet as ail antidote to lual^rbil lovers, and all disease»    hy iiiiU'kh, swamp or slouuh. 8oieiiee uus brouu'lit th:» n iiiedy high to |iorluetimi. No quinine, no arsenie nor injiiriou» drnz “liters Into its eomptr^ «Ilion. •Jhuinlstry and the healino art have uoinbincd to nuke it the curativa uiuuiph of thu age wu livo In. A man got drunk the otui-r day In I.nn-don, and lell duw 11 and broke his neek. Tie wi»« Jury tliut “k«t” upuu him uapponetl to flnd out that hi» Kr-'Uidfather hau iie. uidentully lirukeii his 1 eek; and »o rendered the devout voHllel! “Died by tht ber. ii-lury vititutlon ot G.si.” l>e eui>sl l»y III» use of Hr. PloiTf’» “tioldeii Aledleal His-eevery,” a» ihousaud» oau testily, liy dl ll'ixi-itS. 16«. Hough ou Doiilibi’’ loom l’uw<i«r. Try II, The «¿iialiileN of a Hern. [N. Y. U 011.1.) I.leuteiuinl (iroely fchows tiu-.t ha* in Il III iho HtnlV Ui.il ti.'roei are iiiiidc of by lei.ising to aerept a loreed promotion in die army wlileij w.mld b..v < de- rvlin; biollier I irteers in tho viK-auve. ti";-ely Is evlibmtiv tiH) c'Mst H man Vo iic wasted ir I he tiMilishnes» of Arctic r-> ureli. Froinincnt Uuiter Makcri. Tlierc is no dl’- lit from Ih; d«‘. U;ou of e anlid and capable dulr.Muen, Ih.tt th., Iin-|.rov!-d butter *-'oIor of AVelN, l£Ích:ir«K.in ,v Co., Iturllnuloii, Vt., 1» the V-st in lb-world. *«ueh iiion as A. W. t’h.-fv 'r, of \|H.-saehn». Is; K. I). M**"n. Veriie.til; Kiaiiei- A. llt.irniaii, Wisconsin, ust II ft^d iccuauu utl It a* »npcrlor to all oUp r». Jl

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