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WHAT I WOULD DO.

G if ruy love offended me,And we had words together,

To .how that I would inAster l>e

I'd whip her with a feather!

If then z-e, like a naughty girl.Would !Tr.tnnyideclire it,

I'd give my love a cross of pead,And always make her bear it!

If still she tried to sulk and eigh,And threw away my posies.

I'd catch my darling on the sly,AE,d smother her with rose-!

But should she clench her dimpled fists,Or conradict her betters,

I'd manacle her tiny wristsWith dainty golden fLtters

And ifr!he dared her lips to ,,out,Likv many pert young iisses,

I'd wind my arm her wai:t about,And punish her w ith kisses!

From the South Boston luquirer.THE DEVIL'S FOOTPRINTS.

:0:-

BY J. A. JOHNSTONE.:0:---

CHAPTEi II.

(Gonchided.)After mailing this, which would

not start under a week, for tmailsin those days were tardy both inmaking up and traveling. hemounted his horse and rode fullspeed to the place where his firstrelay was stationed, whieb callingfor, he took onward with him.-When at a convenient distancefrom human habitation, he' dis-mounted from his first horse,changed the saddle and set himfree to join his wild companionsof the prairies. Thus he did witheach one until he reached the sea-

port where he sold his last horseto the first purchaser, went on

board a ship and was soon on hisway to Europe.He contrived to make himself

as unnoticed as possible, keepinghis berth on plea of sea-sickness.Those who d i d observe h i mthought he was an invalid travel-ing for his health ; which idea heenequraged as much as possible.When he arrived in Europe he

resumed his own name, wrote an

affectionate letter directed to hiscousin William saying that he hadbeen quite ill and unable to writebefore. He affected to supposeWilliam to be returned home bythis time, and would therefore di-rect his letter in accordance.

In due time, a letter with a

black seal came to him, tellinghim of the untimely death of Wil-liam and the intense grief of hiswidow. Murice wrote consolingletters in reply, describing howshocked and grieved he was at thenews. "He knew," he said, "thatat one time he bad misunderstoodhis dear cousin, but hoped thathis conduct of late years provedhow deeply he regretted his child-ish ebullitions of temper and dis-

He remained away from home a

year and a halt, and then returned.His love had not decreased in thattime, hut was, if possible, more

absorbing than ever. His was a

tempera'ment wvhich, roused fromintiifference, must either hate or

love, tenaciously to the last. Oncemore in the society of his idol, hecommenced the most devoted at-tentions and showed himself so

deeply in love, that her woman'sheart was touched, and she con-sented to be his wife. "But," shesaid one day, "we will not live int.he old house again, for it wouldbring up so many tender memo-ries. I went there some time af-ter that dreadfXul news, and theparlor was just as he left it, the

night before his departure. Hiscigar was on the table, and he hadeven commenced a letter to me.I left it just so, and have not beenthere since." Here she struggledto keep down her emotion, cover-ing her face with her hands, andit wvas well for Maurice that shedid, for had she seen his face then,she would have been dismayed in-deed. The jealousy which hethought buried with the unfortu-nate cause rose fiercely within himonce more. Though he would ra-ther have lived in any other spotin the world, he determined tomake his wife forget William inthe place where he had been mostdear to her. ".Darling," he said,"you must love me mor-e than youever did William, and pr-ove it tome by living where I first learnedIto love you."This speech startled her at first,

but at the same time his greatlove pleased and flattered her ; soshe yielded to his wishes. T1hehouse was refitted throughout.--The only thing in which Mauricehud dreaded detection wvas the

'ing~up) of the floor in the but-tery. He had hoped it would passntoticed.or if observed be thought

to have been done by William ; as-he had promised his wife lhe wou;lddo it, at some leisure time. Lucki-*lythe house had not been exam-ied at all; so now if noticed it

The sun rose bright and cloul-less on the day of the wcdding.Indeed everything seemed to pros-per with the man who had soldhimself unto Satan.

After the ceremony the invitedguests attended the bridal coup!cto their home where a sumptuousfeast had been prepared; after en-

joying which they took their de-parture with many wishes for longlife and happiness to the newlywedded pair.Maurice now led his bride to

their room ; hut hardly had theyentered it, when a strange noiseas of some one tramping up thecovered stairway attracted theirattention. The door opened, anda figure clothed in rags stood be-fore them. The face was livid,and the large eyes seemed start-ing from their sockets but fastened with a steady gaze upon Mau-rice. It extended its right arm,and from its outstretched tinger,blood dripped to the floor. Not a

word did it speak but Mauricerecognized those eyes as the samewhich had glared in upon him,through the parted curtain., andwhich he had ascribed to fancy.Now he felt sure he was c:nfront-ed with a spirit of the other world,and with sickening, uuntterablehorror, he fell heavily to the floor,his life stream gushing from hismouth. The servants hearing thenoise, rushed upstairs, but the fig-tire had disappeared,leaving bloodyfoot-traces all the way on thestairs. B',fore assistance could beobtained, Maurice had gone beforehis Judge and his wife was a gib-bering, moaning maniac.Every one was shocked, and at

the same time filled with horrorand curiosity, on hearing of thisfearful tragedy ; for, as fMauricedica from the bursting of a bloodvessel, and showing no evidenceof any violence having been doneto him, it was impossible to ae-count for the. bloody foot-prints,and drops of blood near the doorleading to the garden. At first it

as thought that Maurice hadmet with some accident in thegarden and had gone up the CoV-ered stairway to reach his room

more quickly ; but there were no

marks of blood in the wide hallway, and besides the tracs weremade with naked feet, and Mau-rice had not removed his boots.Something terrible must have hap-pened to upset the reason of thepoor wife, so the wise men arguedshaking their heads sUPIerstIti ons-

ly. No one could be induced toremove the stains, and wonencrossed themselves, and whispered

to their children, that they were

"the devil's footprints."You look pale. Drink this glas

of wine. You need not fear; it isot poisoned. Is this story t-u-

Yes. too true. How did I knowall about it ? You shall hear; butiist let me show you '-the de12vil'sfootprints." Come upstair-s. Nowlook !Here where lie paused,the floor is very much stained:See ! I place myself in this posi-ion. extenid my arm, and you oh.-serve those dr-ops miust have falleunfrm an outstretchbed fiuiger-. Ifyou examine you will find eachstair stained, but more so towai-dshe top. Now come down andlook at the wveIl. Here it is. Thebricks are removed you see, andthe place is open. Do I think thespirit of the murdered man ap-pared( to Mlaui-ice ? Listen ! Someyears after 1 his affair-, I was calledupon a's physician to attend thepoor woman I have told yon of.I found her case incuirable. but didnot ease my visits to her. Theyhad r-emoved her to a town aboutnine miles from the scene of hersufferings, hoping that a corpletechange of scene might be bene-ficiaL. There was a queer dumbidiot in the place, called Silly Billy.Ie was harmless, and allowed todo pr-etty much as he pleased.Sometimes lie would seem half~conscious .of his condition andthen he would fly fr-om the hiabi-tations of men and be gone for-days, and sometimes weeks; re-

tuning raggred and half starved.I used to pity the poor creatureand allow him to hold my horse;!at whlich he would evince every~sign of delight. One warm day Ifound my patient at the window,and I stood a few moments by herside. Billy caught sight of us,uttered a strange noise, extendedhis right alrm, looked fixedly atus, and then turlned suddenly andfled away. I called1 to some one tolook after- my horse, andl thenturniig to my p)atienlt was stur-prised to find her shudder-ing fr-omhead to foot. From that day shefailed very fast. When the hour-of death drew near. I svas withher. Suiddenly she looked' up and(said: "I have been a little queer-in the hiead, have I not?' '-Yes,"'Irepied;"'but you feel better now,

(10you not? "I feel better-; but doyou really think I amn, or did yousay so to quiet me?' I examinedher countenance attentively, andsaw that as it often happens,reason had retuined to her thr-one,to take a far-ewell glance of theworld before leavmg~it forever-. I

ently itl her my thoughts. and

she lay quietly thinking fr Sometime after.At length turning her eyes upon

me. she said -I have soIimet limlI do so wish to tell some one be-fore I die. Will you hear it?""Most CertainlV." I replied. Shethen related the last part of thestory I have repeated to you. andthen] raiim._ IIrself she said, "Icharge you to univeil this mysteryand reveal it to the world; for as

sure I breathe now. so sure 31au-rice muridered my poor dear los-band." She sank back exhaustedand soon after expii-ed.

I could not shake off the im-pression%whieh the words of thispoor woman made uiponi me. Idei ermined to visit this house, andwhen I saw those traces of foot-step. I knew imagination hadnothing to do with the strangeappaition. No one would live intle house which t hey declaredwas haunted, but I prevailed on

my wife t-) occupy it with me andSue if it woild not lead to unrav-ling the mystery. I flound anold diary up-stairs written incypheir; I tried in vain to find thekev to it. Somehow I felt sure ital helon(ged to Mau:-ice. At thistime I of course knew nothingabout the well. We had been liv-lg here some time when one daymy wife called my attention tohe floor in the buttery which shesaid seemed to be giving away. IOxauiniued it, and carelessi stalip-ing upon it to test its stgegthi , it

oddenly gave way an, felltrough. I escaped without anybroken bones, bu I. never shallorget the strange sensation I felts I came down on sometbingwhich rattled so as to chill thelood inl ly velns, while at theSame time a cloud of oftensive dustarose almost overpoweringOl ile.

I was extricated from this un-

peasant position as soon as possi-le and examining the place, wodrew to light the skeleton remainsA'a mail, whorn we afterwards,ound to be the unhappily murder-Ld husband. I set to work more

arnestly than ever at the mlyste--ious cypher of the diary fully>elieving it to have belonged toaurice, and with tile assistance

cfProfessor-I at last succeeded.I was right.. The inmost thiouights>f Marice were here disclosed,and the details of the murder. Thediarv Cioses wit.h these words: "Ishall win tle pri-ze I have workedor, but, ah! wherover I go, w%he-

ther aslee? or awake I feel thesteady gaze of a pair of eyes, thesame which looked in upon me on

that night. I conyinced myself at

the time that it was only fancy;but still ther haunt me. Evennow i bey are lookin,g over myshoulder reading these wordswhichi I have writelten : a relieffor moy bratin; but I shall destroythis book to-morron , though it is

writ ti-n in a eyp1her' of my own

T he appriio rem]i' fain:ed stilla nmyst erv, and I dou bted mnuch if'we shouldl ever be able to clear it

upl. One evening I was sittinghere in the twilight, moy thoughtsstill en gaged on thle subject, whenall at o'nce I felt as if some onewere looking~at me. Involuntarilyraised my eyes and met the gaze

of eyes upon me thrlough the win-dow curtains. The light of the

ire fell directly upon them mak-ng them appear unaturally bi.;hlt.I star'ted fr-om tmy chair', but al-ready they had dIisappea :d. Iwalked rapidly from the houselooking on every' side but couldsee no sign of' htiman beitig. Iwsretr'acinig my stesw nI

heard a strange kind of moaniing,and hooking ini the direcuon fromwhence it e:une I saw croucheddowvn close to a stone wvall a figureall huddled together. I went upto it and laid myu land on theshouilder of ''Silly Billyv." In stan thythe t hough.t flash ed in to my ninrdthat I held the clue to the myste-r. I remembher'ed the strangeeffect this creature had producedon thle poor woman. my patient,and wondered it had niot occurredto me befiore. 1 led him home,and as we reached the house oneC

of those moments of half senseseemed to conie to him; lie draggedme to the window and leaned hishead against the sash, graspingmy arm tightly; then be tried tobreak from me as if to run, btut Ield him firmly and made him

enter the house. I gave himsomething to cat and drink, afterwhich I took him into the garden.WXhen he saw the stairs he mount-ed themi quickly, pushed open thedoor at the tolp, and stood withextndeld arm and pointing fingerand his eyes fixed with steady,earnest gaze. "-But the blood Billy!Iow camne the blood her'e?" Iasked. iIe lo)oked :at me vacantlyat first and theui the look of halfintelligence cr'ossed his face. lielifted his foot (lie never could bemade to wear shoes) and I saw asear across it. I examined hisfinger, a slight trace of its havingbeen cut at some time was visi-ble.It was platin that Billy bad

looked in upon Maurice aind seenoucuh to frighten the half-wit-

ted fellow. Ile turned and fled.Being dumb he could never makeanyune understand what he hadoeen, and probably had never

tried to do so. His mind musthave been very much impressedand he must have understoodwhen people were talking of Mau-rice being about to marry, andhave had some idea of preventinit, he wandered from home,found his way to the garden, andevidently climbed over the fenceto get into it. It was guardedwith spikes. so he cut his handsand feet. Finding the lower partof the house fastened he went upthe covered stairway, the doorwas nnfilstened, he opened it, andproduced the effect described up-on Maurice. Hearing the ser-vants coming up stairs he rushedaway. I suppose he remainedfrom home sonic days, and as ti,iswasusual with him no one dreamedof connecting him with the deathOf Maurice ; but God had ised hinas an instrument of retribution,and his life was thus not a uselessone. The links of the chain thuscomplete, I laid them before thepublic, thus fulfilling the chargeof the dying woman.Years have passed, and the two-

fold tragedy is well nigh forgot-ten ; yet old folks like me will re-

call it on a night like this, andtell it for a ghost story, and atthe same time to verify the truthof the proverb "Murder will out."

THE END.

Do Nor DESPISE SMALL TiuNG.-The possibility of a great changebeing introduced by very slightbeginnings may be illustrated bythe tale which Lockmann tells of',a vizier, who havinr offended hismaster, was conidemned to perpet-ual captivity in a lofty tower. Atnight his wife caie to weep be-low his window. "Cease yourgrief," said the sage ; "go homefor the present, and return hitherwhen you have procured a liveblack beetle, together with a littleghee (or buffaloc's butter), threeelOws, one of the finest silk. an-other of stout packthbread. and an.

other of whipcord ; finally, a stoutcoil of rope." When she agaicame to the foot of the tower,provided according to her hus-band's commands, he directed herto touch the head of the insectwith a little of' the ghee, to tie oneend of the silk thread around him,and to place the insect on thewall of the tower. Seduced bythe sme!l of the butter, which lieconceived was in store somewhereabove him, the beetle continued toascend till he reached the top,and thus put the end of the silkthread ini posseCnion of tle vizier,who drew up the packthread bymeans of the silk, the -nall cordby means of the pack thread, andby means of the cord, a stout ropecatpable of' sustaining his ow.nweight-and so at last escapedfrom the place of his confinement.

Heniry Ward Beecher has writ-ten this: I never saw any hodydo anything that I did not watc hhim a~nd see how he didi it, forthere is no telling but t hat some-time I might do it myself. I wasgoing across a prairie : my horsebegan to limp. Lu':kily I caimeacross a blacksmith's shop butthe smith was not at home. Iasked the woman of the house if'she would allow me to start thefire and make the shoe. .She saidI might if I knew how. So Istarted the fir-e aiid heated theshoe ired hot and turned it to fitmy horse's foot. and pared thehoof and tuirned the point of' thenails out. as I had seen the black-smith do, so that in dr-iving it in-to the hoof they should not gointo the quick, and shod the horse.At the next place I went to, Iwent immediately to a smith andtold him to put tihe shoe on prop-erly. He looked at the hor-se' sfoot and paid me the greatestcompliment that I ever receivedin my life. He told me that if

put on that shoe I had bet-'er follow blacksmithing all mylife. Now, I never could haveknown how to do this if I hadnot looked on and seen others doit.

A Newport correspondent givesthe following touching big: "Whilestanding on the extrenmity of theside piazza, which was floodedlwith the moonlight, I heaird aslightly amusing, but no doubt im-portant conversation between ayoung couple. She was hangingor his arm half'lovingly. and theywere both looking up at the queenof night. Hie said tenderly bend-ing down, -Do you love the moon ?'She answered in a low voice. 'Yes.lie replied, with deep tendernessand feeling in his voice, -Would Iwere the moon.' They passed on,while I momentarily exclaimed,No cards."

The Twenty-third Psalm is thenightingale of the Psalms. It hasfilled the air of the whole Chris-tian world with melodious joy,greater than the heart can con-c*A1e.

Laughing Bill.

CHAMPION LAUGHER OF THE UNITEDSTATES--HOW HE CONVULSEDPHILADELPIIA-wAGERTO LAUGH:FOR $500.

William Bennett, better knowna,s Laughing Bil, the championlaugher of the United States, isnow visiting New York, and isstopping at French's Hotel. Areporter was yesterday introducedto him, and obtained from himthe following facts in regard tohis laughing propensities and hiswonderful ability as a laughistgenerally. Laughing Bills hails:from Philadelphia. where he wasborn in 1827. He is a stout, thick-:set man, with a jolly round face,fair comllplexion). ruddy cheeks,and blue eves. lie is 5 fiet 6 in-ches in hef;;bt, 42 inches aroundthe waist, ad weighs 200 pounds.

It is as natural fOr Lauighing!Bill to laugh and be jolly as it isFor some niun to be solemn andmnelancholv. If his hair was whiteud his heard frosted. he wouldbe the very personification of San-a Clans. as he is represented ev-

2ry Christmas to the admiring.aze of miliions of children all>ver Christendom.

PHJLADELPHIA IN A ROAR.

In Philadelphia, there is scarce-

y a mail, woman, or child butwhat knows Laughing Bill."The first time," said he, "that

[was brought into public attern-tion i~n Philadelphia was in 1863.It wis the evening of the day oflection for State otficers. AndrewE.Curtin was the Republican can-

fidate, and Henry D. Foster theDemocratic candidate. Chestnuttrect was thronged with thou.ands of people to learn what theelection returns were. As soonis the result was definitely deter-nined, and it was known that;urtin was elected, I commencedaughing, moving at the same:inme throcugh the immense crowdip Chestnut street. laughing inny loudest and most exultantones. MV voice could be heard.hree squares in the clear nightlir. fy laugh was infections, as

you know," appealing to the re-

porter, "a good square, honestlaugh always is. Well, sir, byGeorge, it wasn't more than aminute and a-half before at leastthree thousand people were laugh-ing as they never laughed before.It amused me to hear the varioustones of the laughers, whieb sup-plied me with additional stimulusto keep up and prolong the periodof enjoyment. All the variousdegrees of a laugh. from the coarse

and loud guffaw to the quick andspasmodic cckle, could be heard.What added to my enjoyment ofthe occasion was that I knew thatthe crowd did1 not know whatthey were laughing it, but onlylaughed because others did. Thiswas something unprecedented inPhiladelphia, or indeed anywhereelse under similar circumstances.It was the talk of the whole citynext day. The Age, a Democraticnewspaper, in an article upon theresult of the election, referred tothe laughing of the crowd, andcalled me a 'laughing lunatic,' andsaid that the people who were in-duced by me to laugh in that ab-surd manner were a set of fools."

A LAUGHING MATCH.

Here the scene and the occasionseemed1 to come in their full forceeupon Laughing Bill, and ho in-dlulged in a brief eachinnation. Itwas the first time the reporterh.dan opportunity ofjudging what a

splien did laugher lie is. ie laughedall over. His whole body seemedto join in it, and yet there was no

apparent effort used by him. Itbubbled up natur-ally, and music-jally as the notes of song issuefmrm the mouth of a prima donna."One day," continued Laughing

Bill, '-some few years ago, I ar-irived at Chambersburg, Pa. Youmust know I'm a stove drummerfor a Philadelphia manufactory,and travel a great deal. I hadheard there was a great laugherin Chambersburg, and thereforethought I should like to meethim. By- Geor-ge, as I enteredthe National Hotel I encounteredhim. I amn sorriy I can't give hisname. I knew it was the fellowbecause he was laughing at thetime, and because ther-e was a ce-tai n ing in it which proved tome that be was a gen uire laugher,arid that there coruld not be twosuch laughers residing in the sametown. I determined to tacklehim then and there. I felt myreputation was at stake. I don'tsay this in a spirit of egotism,but I determined to crush him.Without waiting to inquire whatthe fun was I began. I had notlaughed moi-e than five secondsbefore I could see that the fellowknew he had met his sup)erior.Pr-etty soon he showed signs ofexhaustion. lHe began to get outof breath, and at last quit entire-lv and withdr-ew into the clothesroom I1 continued laughing as ifI knew all about what had occa-sioned the hilarity. The other-nerson in the .rnom laugerhd at

his discomfiture, and called uponhim to come forth and try itagain.He did reappear and began laugh-ing again. I continued to laughas I ha: lring the whole time Ihad 'een there ; but he soonbroke down, and gave up beaten.He was a good laugher, though,the best I ever struck."

D,EBARRED FROM THE THEATRE.

"Do votu ever (o to the theatresor other places of amusement andlaugh ?" inquired the reporter.

'-Oh, yes," answere-i Bill, "andI mast tell you about that. Why.ir. in Philadeilia the doorkeep-

ers at the theatres. negro min-strel places, and variety shows allhave orders not to let ine in un-less I promise not to laugh at theperformance. A funny incidentoccurred --ne niaht at Fox's whilei was -.her. I was as sober as a

jile fmr about half an homr, forthere was notaing to laugh at.when a French dancing woman

appeared on the stage and began-avorting up and down. I beganto laugh. The whole audiencejoined me. 'That's laughing Bill!'they exclaimed. The Frenchianseuse stopped dancing andxazed at me and at the audiencein mute astonishment. I thenstopped laughing, and she resumedber dance. The moment she didio I began langbing. Of coursethere was nothing to laugh at;but I did it out of pure mischief.She stopped dancing again, and[ stopped laughing. Again shebegan, and I began. At last sheCft the stage with an indignant.oss of her head and a most ex-pressive shrug of her prettyshoul-Jers, about as mad a woman asyou ever saw.*-"Didn't an officer of the theatre

-peak to you about your conduct?"isked the reporter."Yes," Bill answered, "and I

promised him I would not laughiny more; but the audience con-inued to laugh, more or less, un-il the performance was over."

A MATCH PROPOSED.

Reporter-Have you ever laugh-d while visiting the theatres ofny other city?Laughing Bill-No. I usually

refrain from indulging in myrnirtb, at least I do not laugh verylondly, because 1 do not wish tomake myself so notorious as that.It would attract too much atten-tion to myself and injure me, per-haps. in a business point of view.In Philadelphia I am at home,and where everybody knows me,and where I feel I can do prettymuch as I please.

In conclusion, Laughing Billsaid he was ready to laugh againstany man in the United States forfrom $100 to $500 a side.The reporter then cordiallyshook LaughingBillby the hand,

for no one could be anything elsebut cordial with so amiable aman ; thanked him and bid himgood-bye.

TuE HoRSE DISTEMPER.-Gen. B. S.Roberts, U. S. A. writes that in 1868 aa disease similar to this which now pre-vails, broke out at Fort Sumner, NewMexico :-At first it defied all treatment,and the greater majority of our horsesattacked by it died. On examiningthe throats of the dead horses, I foundthe lining membrane of larynx highlyinflamed and thickened, and a thick mu-cous pus filling it, causing suffocation.I ordered all horses, on the appearanceof the disease, to be thoroughly rubbedbetween the jaws and along the larynxdown the neck with spirits of turpentinecausing a very severe external irritationand blister.

I saved every horse thus treated, andia very few days entirely broke the

distemper and checked the epide.nic.I do not doubt that thousands of hor-

ses where the epidemic prevails, can besaving by adopting this treatment. Itacts more quickly as a counter-irritantthan any other remedy I know, and re-lieves the fever of the membrane of tbclarynx in a very few hours. Besides,spirits of tu rpentine is always at band,and can be more readily applied thanany other counter-irritant. It should bethoroughly rubbed in through the hairto the skin for a distance ofsome twelveor fifteen inches, undler the jaws anddown the neck of the horse, immediatelyover the larynx. The remedy is severeand makes the skin sore for several weeks,and for an hour causes great suffering tothe horse. But it acts promptly andeffectively, and in my judgement it willbe four.d the oest, and perhaps the onlycure for this fatal malady, causingsuffering and loss among horses through-'ut the country.

Josh Billings thus speaks of anew agi-icultural implement, towhich the attention of farmers isinvited: John Roger's revolving,expanding, unceremonious self-ad-justing, self-greasing and self-righteous boss-rake is now for-ever offered to a generous publik.These rakes are as easy kept inrepair as a hitching post, and willr-ake up a paper of pins sowedb)roadcast in a ten-acre field ofwheat stubble. Theze rakes kaube used in the winter for a henroost, or- be sawed up into stove-w-ood for the kitchen fire.-Nofarmer ov good moral karactershould be without this r-ak-e.

A knowing o:e says it may be set downas a rule that the sentimenltal young ladieswho scrateh off poems about death and thegrave have holes in their skings.

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Patience with Little Ones.

Be patient with little ones.Let neither their slow understand-in,z nor their occasional pertne soffend yon, or provoke the sharpreproof. Remember, the world isnew to them, and they ha7e noslight i:sk to grasp, with theirunripn~I(~intellects, the mass ofIhcts and truth that crowd ulontheir attention. You are grownto maturity and strength, throughyears of experience. and it ill be-comes Von to fret at the little chi'dthat taI!s to keep pace with yourthought. Teach him patientlyas God teaches you, "!ine Uponline. preeptt upon precept ; here alittle. there a little." Cheer hinon in this conflict with mind inafter years his ripe, rich thoughtshal rise up and call you bleseed.Biuic patiently the cndless oes-tiJumlig of your children. Do notroughly erash the springing spiritof free inquiry with an impatientword or frown, nor attempt. onthe contrary, a long and instrue-Live reply to every slight and

Iasal question. Seek, rathcr,to deepen their curiosity, convert.if poisble, the careless questioninto a profound and earnest in-juiry. Let your reply send thelittle questioner forth, not so muchproud of' what he has learned,is anxious to know more. Happyfou, it in giving your child theEragment of truth be asks for. youan whet his curiosity with a

.limpse of the mountain of truth

.yig beyond ; so you will sendorth a philosopher, and not a

iilly pedant, into the world. Bear)atiently the childish humors ofWhe little ones. They are but theintutored pleadings of the young;pirit for care and cultivation.hrritated into strength and hard-ned into habits, they will huntthe whole of life like fiends in des-pair, and wake your little ones cursethe day they were born; but cor-rected kindly and patiently, theybecome the element of happinessand usefulness. Passions are butfires that either scorch us withtheir uncontrolled fury. or mayyield us a genial and needfulwarmth. Bless pour little oneswith a patient care of their child-hood, and they will certainly con-secrate the glory and grace of'their manhood to your service.Sow in their hearts the seed of aperennial blessedness ; its rip)enedfruit will afford you a perpetualjoy.--fother's Friend.

MATRIMONIAL EcOoMY.-PoorJake Sleepygo was a six-foot in-nocent, who adorned one of thetownships of Chester county, Pa.,not many years ago. Jake's mo-ther died, and he inherited fromher a little patch of ground witha wee hut on it. After his mo-ther's demise he installed in hishome an old woman from thealmshouse as housekeeper. Allthings went well for some timebut Jake was human and fell inlove, and one bright evening heappeared before the squire witha great "lump of a -girl" to bemarried."Why, Jake," said Squir'e

Jones, I thought you were fixedto perfect satisfaction with oldNancy ?"Now Jake stuttered, but man-

aged to sputter out :"So I thought, too, S-q-n-i r-e ;

but th-th-i-i-s th-th-ing of p-p-pay-ing a housekeeper a a qu.qu-a-r-ter of' a dollar a week wee-wee-weeps away with a fellow's mon-ey." __________

It has been proved that morerain falls in wooded than agricul-tural districts. For instance: Attwo stations at an equal heightabove the sea, but separated be-tween 15 and 20 miles, and onesituated in a wooded and theother in an agricultural country,the excess of rain in the woodedcountry was as follows: F'oreight months, 1866, 3.99 inches ;for eight months, 1867. 2.48 in-ches; for eight months, 1SG8, 4.04inches. It is also shown that themean annual temperature- is lowerin the woods than in the openfcountry, and that the difference isleast in winter and greatest insummer. In July, 1868, the meantemperatur'e of the forest was low-er than that of the open fields, by4.35 degrees in the morning, and9.93 degrees at night ; which diffe-rence fell in IDecember to 9.48 de-grees in the morning, and 0.94degrees at nmght. Again, the av-erage variation in temperaturewas much greater in the opencountry than under the cover ofthe forest between day and night.Theodore Hook once said to a

man at whose table a publishergot very drunk, "Why, you ap-pear to have emptied your winocellar into your book seller."Where are yoz s oing so for, Mr.

S'nithb?" demanded Mr. Jones. "Ilom:e,sir, home; don't detain me; I have jetbought my wife a new bonnet, and I mustdeliver it before the fashion changes."

I"Bobby, why doit your mother s<wyour trousers ?""'Cause she at the vetry, sewinafY

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