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CORYDON FA1RCHILD, 
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WEDNESDAY, MAY 1, 1872. 
TERMS: TWO DOLLARS 
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POETRY. 
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KK1UHBOR. 
BV QIRAID MA»»IT. 
" Lot* thou thy Neighbor," we are told, 
"*'»•» •* Th#*§Jff." That creed I hold ; 
But lore her mere, a thousand fold ! 
My lovely nefkhbor ; oft we meet 
In lonely lane or crowded street, 
1 know the miiflc of her feet. 
She little thiukn hiw, on a day 
She mast have mi -ej her luiuiil way, 
And walked Into my heart for aye, 
Or how the rimtlu of her dross 
Thrills throufc.i ine like a aoft careen. 
With treuiblu j of dellclousness. 
Wee woman, with her smiling mivn. 
And soul celestially serene, 
Sha pusses me, unconscious Queen : 
Uor face mdit innocently good. 
Where shyly peeps the sweet red blood, 
Uor form a nost of Womanhood ! 
Like Balelgh—fo.- her dainty tread 
When ways are miry—I could spread 
My cloak, but there's my heart instead. 
Ah Neighbor, you will never know 
Why 'til my ate? is quickened so ; 
Ner what the prayor t murmur low. 
I tee you 'mid yonr Sowers at morn, 
f reah as the rosebud newly born ; 
I marvel, can you' have a thorn 1 
If to. 'twere tweet to lean one's breast 
Against it, and, the more it prest, 
Sinn like the Bird that Pain hath blest. 
Ton know not, dear, how dear you be ; 
[All dearer for the secrecy : 
Nothing and yet a worlilje'iiie r-*"-1 - •"*•*• 
THE 
STORY-TELLER. 
THE ENGINEER'S STORY. 
Marketfields lights came in Bight, and 
I drew the rope over my head. 
A long, 
shrill whistle sounded over the country, 
announcing our coming. 
As we swung 
around the curve, I repeated it. 
" Good heavens, Harry! Look ! look ! 
look !" And Joe's hand struck me a blow 
as he sprang to my Bide in a sort of ter-
ror, and, grasping the whistle rope, 
sounded, repeatedly, " D&wn brakes !" 
I had seen it, too—the figure of a 
woman upon the track, running toward 
us, as she wildly waved her shawl in 
the air, one arm uplifted warningly, her 
face turned full upon us in an agony of 
terror, her flowing golden hair lit up in 
the light of the engine, as we rushed 
down upon her at a fearful speed. 
I reversed the wheels again and again, 
the whistlo hoarsely shrieking out its 
warning; but too late!—too late ! 
We 
were upon her as she uttered a wild cry 
of terror, turned from the track, and 
stumbled, the engine striking her with 
a fearful shock, hurling her far into the 
air, mangled and torn. 
Amid the shrieks of the whistle we 
rushed around the curve, our Bpeed fast 
Blackening, when, with a great bound 
that shook the engine in every joint, it 
sprung from the track, plunging into 
and ripping up the ties, twisting the 
rails, lunging from side to side, and 
then pitching into the ditch, with a 
shock that flung me insensible from my 
hold. 
When I came to, I was lying on the 
floor of a farm-house, while close around 
me were a crewd of anxious spectators, 
JxQBLJffiftQfflwisgftped a general exclama-
j . - —.<•* fJymttff 
opened myTfyel" Iffi'of* 
I -was very young when 
•barge of the night express, but I begun 
my career as an engineer so early—being 
only nineteen when I first ran the Mid-
dlesex Mail—that I was an experienced 
hand when put upon the "6:10 Night 
Express," 
though 
only twenty-seven 
years old. 
Linden w w our second stop on tho 
run out—thirty-oight 
miles—and 
the 
town with its dull, crooked, half-paved 
streets, its quaint old cathedral, and 
pretty out-lying country-seats, was very 
dear to me, for here Nellie lived when 
itrst I knew her. • 
I always looked forward pleasantly to 
our arrival at Linden, for, as our train 
came thundering up to the depot, on 
these long summer evenings, Nellie was 
often there, awaiting my coming, and, 
while Joe was watering the engine, I 
managed to have a few pleasant words 
Witb her before we were ready to start 
again. 
Then, as tho bell-rope signalled 
,*Vgo ahead," and I stepped upon the 
.engine, she waved me a pleasant good-by, 
that loomed 
to give me 
heart and 
strength during the rest of my 
long 
ride. 
So time pasaed pleasantly on, until I 
told Nellie one day the story I had so 
longed to tell her, and heard the answer, 
for which my heart had hardly dared to 
hope. 
How Ught were my labors, with her 
love to cheer me on! 
How dear the 
thousand little evidences of that love, 
offered in her own sweet, delicate way. 
We were to be married in the fall and 
all " went merry as a 
marriage-bell," 
when an accident occurred to me as I 
was running the " Firefly"—my 
dear 
old engine—down to Linden which ma-
terially altered our plans. 
c 
I had started four minutes late, and 
. was going along at a lively speed, when, 
as we swung around a curve, we saw a 
man coming down the track, waving a 
red flag. 
Whistling " Down brakes," we were 
soon at a standstill, and, leaving Joe to 
take care of the engine, I hurried for-
ward with the conductor, to see the 
cause of the danger-signal. 
Coming up 
with the 
flagman, 
we learned that a 
freight train was off the track, a mile 
further up the road; and for- two whole 
hours we waited on the main track, 
while the heavy frieght cars were being 
unloaded and righted. 
At last " Clear 
traok" was signaled, and I sounded the 
whistle for " All aboard." 
"Put her through pretty lively when 
you get clear track," said Charlie, the 
conductor. 
"I've 
telegraped 
ahead, 
and we'll have right of way from here 
straight through. 
Not let her jump, 
Harry, and we'll make up time before 
we reach Sadler's." 
Twilight was fast coming on us.. The 
switch-lights ahead winked their red 
eyes, and showed a pair of white ones, 
to tell us all was right; the headlight Of 
OUT" engine was lit, throwing a stream 
of light down the track, and, with one 
long shriek from the whistle, we started 
down the road at a rapid pace, with a 
olear run ahead of us of twenty-one 
miles to Marketfields Jnnotion, our first 
station. 
Ah, if I could have looked a h e a d -
only as far as Marketfields—and could 
have seen the broken rail which lay 
waiting for me at an ugly curve, would 
I'have told Joe so earnestly to " keep up 
•the fire, and see that forty pounds were 
on the boilers, as we must tear along as 
ft*st as ' Firefly' could carry UH r"' 
We were bounding across tho country 
at a terrific pace, leaving behind us a 
long train of sparks and heavy clouds of 
smoke, the engine swinging from side 
to side, and almost leaping the track at 
•very turn of the great driving-wheels. 
On£--«m—;without slackening speed ; on, 
over the great plains and into the woods 
beyond ; under the trees and out into 
the clearing again; thundering under 
the great stone archways, flying past 
the country stations, where the rustics 
were huddled together to see the great 
train pass; on—on, without pause or 
rest, through the valley and into the 
mountain-gorge, 
whose 
rooks echoed 
back the shrill whistle I sounded as we 
swung around the curves. 
7 Tie* fright was upon us as we neared 
Markstflelds, and Joe and I were seated 
at either window, our eyes fixed intently 
on the track ahead, watching for any 
obstruction on the shining rails, which 
were glistening like silver serpents in 
the brilliancy of our head-light. 
looked up at them. 
What did it all 
mean'( 
I raised myself up on one arm, and, 
passing my hand across my brow, tried 
to comprehend why I was here, and who 
were these people about me. 
All was 
bewilderment and confusion-in my poor 
brain, and it was some little time before 
I 
gathered 
my 
scattered 
thoughts. 
Then, realization of what I had passed 
through came back to me, and a cry of 
horror burst from me as they told me I 
had killed the woman I had seen upon 
the track. 
I buried my face in my hands, as tho 
vision of that upturned face came before 
me, so full of agony and dumb pleading. 
Then I roused myself, but they told me 
to lie still until the doctor came ; then, 
as I insisted I was unhurt, beyond a 
few ugly bruises, they assisted me to 
rise, when I found myself sore and stiff. 
My first thought was for Nellie. 
I 
knew how 
anxious she would be. 
I 
knew 
all she would suffer until she 
hoard I was safe, so I asked for pen and 
paper, that I might send her a telegram, 
telling her I was well, and would be in 
Linden that night, where I would re-
main. 
This was forwarded 
at 
once. 
They told me, then, in a rambling way, 
each one adding an item, the story of the 
accident. 
A broken rail had thrown us from the 
track ; and the girl whom we had killed 
had evidently discovered it while walk-
ing home upon the track, and, hurrying 
forward, had hoped to warn us, had mis-
calculated the distance and speed of the 
engine, and had been caught under the 
great wheels before she could turn from 
its path, having nobly sacrificed herself 
in order to save the great train and its 
precious load. 
So much had been surmised of her in-
tentions, and Joe and I, of course, con-
firmed the story. 
She was a lovely girl 
•f seventeen, the only daughter, they 
said, of a neighboring farmer—John 
Dixon. 
" Poor girl! Dear.noble-hearted girl!" 
I said, wiping away the tears that 
filled 
my eyes and choked my utterance. 
I sat silent for a moment, thinking 
what I could do to show my sympathy 
for the poor parents in their terribly sad 
bereavement. 
At last I called a man to 
my side—one who seemed to be giving 
orders, and to have the direction of 
matters, and, steadying my voice, said, 
quietly: 
, 
"Where is she—the poor girl, yor. 
know {"' 
" They have taken her home; they 
took her home as soon as she was identi-
fied, poor dear." 
" If you please, I would like to go 
there, if you think they would see me. 
God knows I did not do it, and He 
knows that I would give this right arm," 
I said, bitterly, thrusting it up into the 
air, " to have saved the poor girl: but I 
cannot rest easy; I can never have an 
easy heart until I have gone to them 
and heard them say, with their own lips, 
that they forgive me. 
You see," I said, 
sorrowfully, " I didn't do it—of course 
not—I didn't do it. 
Heaven knows mrw' 
hard I tried to stop up short. 
But—the 
poor thing is dead. 
It is all over now ; 
and it was ' Firefly' and I who did it. 
So, if you please, if you w«uld be good 
enough to go with me, I would like to 
go down to them and tell them, in such 
words as I can, how their sorrow is mine, 
and how completely my heart sympa-
thizes with them to-night." 
I was very stiff and sore, and it was 
with some difficulty that I walked across 
the room, but he findly gave me his 
arm, and I knew I could manage to walk 
down to the Dixon farm—only a^ spare 
mile, he said. 
I was putting on my hat in the hall, 
and adjusting my arm in a sling, prepar-
atory to starting, when the tramp of 
many feet was heard on the piazza, and 
the door was flung open. 
A man step-
pod into the passageway, and held the 
door open for those to enter who were 
carrying the remains of some poor vic-
tim upon a bier. 
" Who is it i'" I asked, softly, address-
ing him who had held wide the door. 
" The girl," he whispered, as he raised 
his hat. 
Ah, poor creature! 
All I could do for 
her now was to bow my head reverent-
ly, as they bore her past me, while my 
heart swelled with emotion, and in ad-
miration of her noble conduct. 
They 
laid her down gently, and then, taking 
off their rough caps, waited silently for 
further orders. 
The doorway was filled by those who 
had followed the bier; the stairway by 
Chose who had come out from the rooms 
above, some with lights in their hands, 
and all gazing earnestly, almost curious-
ly, upon tho form resting so quietly and 
peacefully in the passageway. 
All was 
hushed and still—in too crowded door-
way, upon the crowded stairway, in the 
hallway, whore stood tho six stout farm-
ers who had borne her in on their shoul-
ders. 
"Ah, poor child," I said, while my 
heart throbbed quickly, " how gladly 
would I give my life to restore yours, so 
nobly, so generously given!" 
Then, in love for her—she seemed near 
and dear to me in death—I leaned over 
her, and taking one of the dear little 
hands within my own, kissed it, and re-
placed it gently under the white sheet 
trom which it had escaped. 
There was a bustle in the doorway, as 
of some one pressing through the crowd, 
and sounds as of sobbing and weeping. 
" Make way for the parents," was 
heard from the doorway, and the eager 
crowd fell back respectfully, as a plain 
farmer and his wife came forward, fill-
ing the air with their cries. 
Tho sheet 
was turned back from the features of the 
dead girl, and— 
What! 
Was I 
madP 
Shriek 
after 
shriek burst from me as I flung up my 
arms wildly, and fell prostrate upon the 
body of my own loved one—Nellie! 
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What is there for me to add to 
my sad taleY 
Need I tell you of the 
weary months passed in delirium, the 
coming to, and realization of the horri-
ble reality Y 
But of Nellie—my own little darling. 
It seems that she had gone to Market-
fields that dav^MuLhasyfc^ 
turn nporr tuy- i m « tP^Einden. 
While 
waiting at the depot, she learned that 
the train was two hours late, and then 
decided to walk down the track, and 
then off by a little side-road, which led 
to the house of a friend. 
Then, as tho 
time for the qpming of the train came 
around, Nellie started for the- depot,-ae-
companied by a young boy, who, carried 
a lantern. 
While walking up the track, 
and within a half-mile of the depot, they 
discovered the broken rail, and Nellie 
run in haste to the depot with the tid-
ings. 
" She heard the whistle of the train," 
said the boy 
afterward, " far 
down 
through the hills, and she just stopped 
for one minute, while she caught her 
hand to her heart, and her face turned 
as white as snow. 
' Run: run, Jani-
mie !' she cried out, as though her very 
heart was breaking. 
' Oh, run ! run ! 
for heaven's sake!' 
And with one aw-
ful cry, such as I never heard before, 
she turned an I fled down the track, to-
ward the coining train, away into the 
darkness." 
When- they found her lying at tho 
side of the track—my heart grows sick 
AS I write theoo laet words —they nils-
took her for a young girl of the neigh-
borhood, who had been seen on the 
track shortly before. 
Of the joy of her 
parents at the discovery of the mistaken 
identity, and of my desolation, I need 
not speak. 
Many years have come and 
gone, but time does not seem to soften 
my grief, nor efface 
from my mind 
the vividness of my last ride to Market-
fields. 
Pigs and Veuomous Serpents. 
We give below an extract from the 
Oriental Sporting Magazine, in which tho 
writer states that he waB on two occa-
sions a witness to pigs being severely 
bitten by cobras without being in the 
-slightest degree affected. 
" The first time I witnessed tho act 
was in Ceylon, in 185(5. 
I was return-
ing one morning from snipe-shooting 
with a tolerably fair bag of birds, when 
my attention was arrested by a dozen 
semi-wild pigs belonging to my friend, 
most perseveringly engaged in endeav-
oring to turn over with their snouts the 
half-rotten stem of a palmyra pabn, and 
curiosity to see if they would succeed in 
their endeavors—for I had never seen 
pigs work so unanimously in concert be-
fore—caused me to stop and watch them. 
After two or three failures, they gained 
their point, turning tho tree half »way 
round, when a whole family of cobras, 
large and small, glided from under it. 
After them the pigs scampered helter-
Bkelter, showing as much activity, al-
though only half-wild, as a Bengal boar 
would do. 
A very large cobra, fully 
five feet in length, was seized by a half-
grown sow within twelve feet of me, 
and whilst she was crunching up the 
horrible writhing bonne bouche, which 
had been seized about the middle of the 
body, I distinctly saw the reptilo bite 
the sow twice on the snout, without the 
animal apparently 
caring 
the 
least 
about it; the pleasure of consuming the 
luscious tidbit entirely compensated for 
any annoyance or pain' that the pig I 
A Story about Capt. Morgan. 
According to a writer in the Chicago 
Tribune, the Indian chief Cechise claims 
to be a son of William Morgan, who was 
supposed to have been murdered by the 
Masons many years ago. 
The story is 
at least a good romance and repeated 
"only as 
such. 
In 
1826, a party of 
Apaches lying in ambush near El Paso, 
Texas, captured a man who was trying 
to escape from quite a large party of 
men. 
At first he was destined for a 
cruel death, but the Indians grew to 
like him, and gave him his life, condi-
tional on his promise never to leave 
them. 
He married the daughter of the 
chief, and at his death became the chief 
•himself. 
He left four sons, the eldest of 
whom is Cochise, the present Apache 
chief. 
This, man, says the Apaches, 
taught their tribe the mysteries of an 
organization based on Masonic princi-
ples, and instituted rites and ceremonies 
among his Indian warriors. 
He told 
them that he was taken prisoner in Ba-
tavih, New York, for having divulged 
the secrets of a great society. 
He was 
confined in Fort Niagara, and after-
wards driven in a close carriage through 
Buffalo, to Hennepin, Illinois, and thence 
taken to the Mississippi river.down which 
he floated to New Orleans. 
There he 
was placed on a vessel and sailed to the 
mouth of the Rio Grande river, and 
proceeded up that river on horsebaok to 
El Paso, where the Apaches captured 
him. 
His companions hatl intended to 
give him to some Jesuit priests among 
the Indians. 
The writer of this legend 
appropriately signs himself " Midnight." 
The Great Burned District. 
A legislative committee of the State 
of Wisconsin has just now reported upon 
the condition of the people in the dis-
tricts which were burned during the 
forest fires last October. 
Fifteen hund-
red and eighty families, or 6,907 persons, 
whose fortunes were destroyed at that 
time, have been supported mainly by 
the relief committees of Green Bay and 
Milwaukee. 
The aggregate amount of 
contributions will not be divided equally 
among the claimants, who will, how-
ever, be supplied with provisions till 
June next, and will receive agricultural 
implements, material for building, seed, 
and provender for their horses and cat-
tle. 
All this having been amply pro-
vided for, there will still remain a sur-
plus with whioh, should the suggestions 
of the committee be taken, a permanent 
fund will established for tho relief of 
the disabled, and 
the widows 
and 
orphans of those who perished in the 
fires. 
The report says that the roads 
through the burnt districts are in a 
most wretched condition, being so block-
ed'with fallen timber that in order to go 
one mile wagons have to be drawn two 
and three miles, and in some places 
travel is almost impossible. 
Moreover, 
so greatly are the people impoverished 
that ho tax can be raised for the pay-
ment of teacher's salaries, and it is fear-
ed that all the psrtSic schools will have 
to be closed for a year at least. 
ded to t a - . ^ ^ j ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ . ^ ^ y a j g a ^ ^ j ^ , 
sow mentioned, some days afterward, 
not the least affected by the bite of the 
cobra. 
" The second instance was on a small 
island, yclept Pulobbin, situated in tho 
narrow channel of the sea between Sing-
apore and the mainland. 
I had gone 
over tcrPulobbin to endeavor to shoot a 
man-eating tiger which was creating 
great havoc amongst a fow wretched 
Chinese convicts stationed on the island 
to split granite and ship it to Singapore 
for building purposes. 
In this instance, 
I had been out all the morning in" an 
unsuccessful search for the man-eater, 
and on my return, feeling rather done 
up, I stretched myself at full length in 
the raised portico of the shooting-hut, 
and was enjoying my pipe, when I no-
ticed a large black cobra slowly gliding 
along the top of the bank within twenty 
feet of me. 
" In the side of the bank were several 
holes having much the appearance of 
the nests of English sand-martins, and 
they 
had 
evidently 
at 
some 
time 
been tho nests of either king-fishers or 
some of the flycatcher family. 
The co-
bra, having approached tho very brink 
of tne cutting, suspended his head and 
about two feet of his body over it, and 
commenced a diligent search in these 
holes for rats, birds, or any small prey 
which might be concealed within them. 
Suddenly a loud squeak from one of 
their occupants showed that the unwel-
come intruder had been successful in its 
search ; and on tho snake withdrawing 
his head from the abandonod bird's nest, 
a large frog leaped vigorously out, but 
on reaching the ground seemed to bo 
perfectly paralyzed with the venom of 
the bite, and in less than a minute 
died. 
" The snake seemed to be fully aware 
of the deadly effects of its own bite, as it 
never attempted to follow its victim, 
though it closely watched it from the 
bank, its head being thrust about two 
inches over the bank, its eyes fixed on 
the frog, whilst the forked tongue was 
thrust in and out of its mouth, showing 
the state of excitement that the snake 
was in at the feed before it. 
" Little, however, did the reptile an-
ticipate what was in store for it; whilst 
gloating over his wretched victim, a 
fine half-grown pig belonging to one of 
the Chinese ticket-of-leave men saw him 
and rushed at him. 
The snake was 
completely taken by surprise, its head 
at the moment being about four inches 
below the surface of the bank, thus pre-
venting him seeing t • e enemy approach-
ing from behind. 
" The pig, without one moment's hes-
itation, seized the snake near the tail, 
aud commenced chumping him up as a 
savage would eat a string of macaroni. 
Again and again the reptile bit him, 
with great violence, twice on the snout, 
once on the ear, and once on the fore-
leg. 
The pig did not seem to care the 
least about it, not stopping for a mo-
ment until it had devoured the hideous 
reptile. 
It went off grunting its satis-
faction at tho unexpected and luxurious 
repast which fate had" thrown in it* way. 
I saw the same pig some days afterward, 
and it certainly did not then evince signs 
of speedy dissolution. 
On another oc-
casion I saw a pig giving chase to a 
snake, which only made good its escape 
by reasbing tho branches of a small 
guava tree. 
" An intimate friend of mine once in-
formed me that he saw a whole family 
of fifteen cobras devoured by a couple of 
pigs when he was taking off the roof of 
abungalowat Mungledyke,and although 
the pigs were bitten in more than half a 
dozen places, it did not have the least 
effect upon them. 
False Cotton Packing. 
The Houston Telegraph, in an article 
denouncing the tricks of some Texas 
cotton growers, says: 
The Superintendent of the City (cot-
ton) Mills of this vicinity, a fow days 
ago purchased two lots of cotton for tne 
use of said mills—one of ten and the 
other of two bales. 
The samples taken 
were really beautiful, and a good round 
price was consequently paid. 
But when 
the cotton was opened for use at the 
mills, it was found that the outside of 
each bale, as shown us by samples of 
both, was a layer of this fine cotton, and 
the inside under this layer was compos-
ed of a most inferior trashy article. 
The 
persons who had put up this cotton seem-
ed to have done it with the dehberate 
purpose to cheat, but the matter will be 
traced home to them, and the law enforc-
ed. 
We learn also of other similar in-
stances, where sand by the shovel full 
had evidently been thrown into the in-
side of bales to increase their weight, 
and still others where water had been 
poured around the centre of the bale to 
increase tho weight, and dry cotton 
placed around it to hide it. 
And in a 
late number of Flake's Bulletin, a cotton 
buyer published his experience in the 
following words: 
To give you an example of my own 
experience, I may state that out of 600 
bales of cotton bought during the last 
fortnight 182 bales were rejected for be-
ing mixed packed, repacked, plated or 
country damaged. 
Buyers have in such instances shippod 
'3MH|P!**,hich reclamation was made 
uponThem, and they had to pay it or 
suffer suit as well as in reputation, and 
after paying it, trace it back to the pro-
ducers and demand indemnity of them. 
In one instance brought to our notice, 
the producer was glad to get off by pay-
ing this indemnity. 
While we rejoice 
that such instances are rare, it yet is im-
portant that our strict law against such 
offenders should be enforced, and punish-
ment inflicted upon them without mercy. 
Faithful Dogs. 
It would bo hard to find. a human 
friend stick closer than a couple of dogs 
of the spaniel breed mentioned in tho 
English ijournal, 
Land 
and 
Water. 
During a hot day in August, two school-
boys, brothers, went to bathe in a mill-
pool before lunch ; a brace of spaniels 
accompanied them. 
The younger broth-
er took with him an old hat to wear in 
the water, to keep off the heat of the 
sun. 
While tho boys wore bathing, the 
spaniels strayed away some little dis-
tance. 
After they had bathed, the boys 
separated, each going to 
a 
different 
house for tho afternoon. 
The dpaniels 
met the older brother as he was leaving 
the pool, but noticing that the younger 
one was not with him, refused to follow 
him for more than a short distance, and 
when they observed that the younger 
one was not following him, regardless of 
orders and whistling (though, as a rule, 
they were not more partial to one broth-
er than another), turned back to the 
spot where the boys had bathed, and, 
seeing the hat that the younger of the 
boys had thrown away, they plunged in 
and brought it out. 
But still, as if 
struck that something must be wrong, 
they kept swimming round and round 
the place where they had found the hat 
floating. 
A farmer living in the neigh-
borhood, who had in the meantime met 
the younger brother on his way from 
the pool, passed the spot, and seeing the 
spaniels, tried hard to persuade them to 
come away home, knowing to whom 
they belonged. 
The dogs, 
however, 
could not be seduced from the supposed 
drowned body of their young master, 
and the farmer left them. 
Meantime 
the younger brother had gone home, 
and had heard from his brother that the 
dogs had refused to follow him. 
He 
went back to the pool, and there, late in 
the evening, fonnd the spaniels still 
watching and searching for him. 
Of 
course they came instantly away with 
him, after a dog's usual boisterous wel-
come 
Good veins Poor Foundations for Build-
ings. 
It is a common practice among job-
bing I uilders to lay down pine or hem-
lock planks where the earth on which 
the foundation-walls are built is porous 
and sandy. 
They know better; yet, if 
the proprietor suggests an objection to 
the uso of planks in such places, they 
will over-ride 
all 
his authority 
by 
forcing him into the admission—not be-
lief—that wood may subserve a good 
purpose in such places, although their 
judgment is against it. 
The trouble is, 
that but few men have had sufficient 
experience in building to warrant them 
in assuming that the practice is decidedly 
objectionable, and that planks cannot 
be used beneath their walls. 
One of the best ways to commence 
the 
foundation-wall 
for 
a building, 
when the ground is sandy and porous, 
is to excavate a channel from three to 
four feet wide, according to the magni-
tude of the superstructure, and not less 
than a foot deeper than the bottom of 
the cellar; then lay a course of cobble-
stones as large as a man's two fists over 
the entire surface of the channel excava-
ted ; after which, every stone should bo 
rammed 
down 
firmly 
with a heavy 
rammer. 
If the ground is sandy, pour 
in water to wet the surface, so that the 
stones can bo settled down half their 
width into the earth. 
After the first 
course of cobbles is sufficiently rammed 
down, lay two courses more above them ; 
after which, make a grouting, or thin 
mortar of good cement and sand, and 
hav»*rt"SO 
thin^^^i^^m^a^^^Z 
the stones, it will fill every interstice. 
Threo courses 
of cobble-stones, well 
grouted with good water-lime mortar, 
will make a foundation that will endure 
like solid limestone. 
If the ground is at all disposed to be 
wjjt, a channel should bo sunk in the, 
bottom of the excavation, in which a 
row of 2-inch drain-tiles should be care-
fully laid, with barely enough inclina-
tion to carry all the water from one 
side to the other, where it can empty 
into an outlet. 
Such a preparation for 
the foundation-walls will cost but a few 
dollars ; and after the cement has solid-
ified, the foundation 
will be almost 
equal to a solid rock. 
Laying the foundation for a dwelling-
houso or barn is a job that is expected 
to endure for a lifetime. Mistakes made 
in performing such work are like errors 
one's moral career,—not easily recti 
Facts and Eigure*. 
Useful Domestic Article. 
An English correspondent points to 
the merits of the little apparatus called 
the Etna, to be bought at most tinmen's, 
price about thirty cents. 
It has simply 
a funnel-shaped 
top soldered into a 
stand formed like two patty-pans, with 
the bottoms turned one against the oth-
er. 
The top can be filled with cold 
water, then into the rim of the stand a 
small quantity of methylated spirit be 
poured and lighted.and in three minutes 
a pint of boiling water is forthcoming. 
Tea, coffee, or cocoa may be made over 
night, and simply warmed in the Etna; 
or a oup of freshly-made tea may be 
procured, by putting a spoonful of dry 
tea into a small vessel about the size of 
an egg, with perforated holes, made 
either of tin or silver-plated. 
This ves-
sel, filled with the tea, should be placed 
in the boiling water in the Etna for one 
minute; the infusion should then be 
poured into a cup, and a oup of tea may 
thus be had with very little trouble. 
Our Lake Scenery. 
The scenery and air of our northwest-
ern lakes are beautiful 
aud magical; 
and why people should go abroad, and 
breathe the pestilential air of decaying 
cities and nations, 
when 
they 
can 
breathe this inspiring air of home, and 
see this wonderful wealth of natural 
scenery, passes comprehension. 
Of all 
the lakes, Huron presents the grandest 
waterscapep, Superior the noblest shores 
and most beautiful islands. 
In Superior 
the genuine brook trout is taken about 
tho rocks on the shores, where the water 
is ten feet deep or more. 
This is mado 
possible by the coldness of the water. 
Its temperature never rises much above 
that of ice water in any part of tho 
lake. 
Experienced anglers have taken 
there trout weighing six and 
seven 
pounds. 
They are caught with bait 
only, and will not rise to a fly. This is 
tho speckled brook trout. 
The 
sal-
mon is taken by trolling, and is often 
of the weight of thirty to forty pounds. 
Excitement can bo had by running tho 
rapids of the Sault St. Marie with In-
dians, in a birchbark canoe. 
It is brief, 
and there is no danger in it. 
Ladios 
may try it with entire confidence. 
But 
one should see tho grand scenery about 
Thunder Bay, on tho British shore of 
Lake Superior. 
Thunder Cape, a pre-
cipitous cliff of red rock, thirteen hun-
dred feet high, and a mile and a half 
long, stands on the eastern side of the 
entrance, while numbers of islands, some 
lofty and flat-roofed, others low 
and 
round; and all of them wooded, are 
scattered along eastward. 
The outline 
of Thunder Cape is superb, though it is 
tempered and fringed with trees that 
break the level of its long summit. 
At 
evening its beauty is indescribable. The 
setting sun flooded tho mountain and 
the islands with golden light such as 
Bierstadt and Gilford and George L. 
Brown love to paint, and the clouds and 
sky overhead were such that none but 
Turner could attempt. 
Such a deluge 
of glory! 
The gray expanse of -water 
and the purple shadowed sides of hills 
and islands, darkening as the day faded 
into the solemn twilight, were the set-
ting of the picture. 
fied. 
Hence every observing 
builder 
will at onco perceive the importance of 
preparing the foundation for a building 
during the former part of the growing 
season, so that the cement may have 
ample 
time to 
solidify before 
cold 
weather comes on. 
The same is true in 
regard to carrying up any portion of a 
wall. 
If the mason-work can be done 
early in the spring of the year, the 
mortar will have time before cold weather 
to become not only dry, but thoroughly 
solidified ; thus rendering the mortar 
and wall doubly strong, and far more 
durable than if the work had been done 
so late in the season that the mortar 
would not have time to become as dry 
and hard as age would render it. 
The correct form of a foundation wall 
for a large odifice is frequently neglected. 
A foundation-stone 
wall eighteen or 
twonty inches in thickness is considered 
sufficiently strong for a two-story dwell-
ing-house. 
Instead of carrying it up 
eighteen inches thick, from the bottom 
of the cellar to the first floor, if the 
foundation were laid two feet broad, 
the side nearest the bank of earth built 
perpendicularly, and tho inside were 
made battering or slanting outwards, 
so that the top of the wall, when finished, 
would bo ten or twelve inches broad, 
and tho bottom two feet, no more stone 
and no more mortar would be required, 
while the wall would sustain a much 
heavier superincumbent pressure, and 
would resist a more powerful thrust in a 
lateral direction. 
As bricks are all of a 
uniform size, of course it would not be 
so convenient to build a brick wall bat-
tering, as it can be done with stones. 
But, -whether foundation-walls are made 
of brick or stone, the mortar should bo 
prepared with cement, rather than with 
caustic lime. 
The extra expense for 
cement would amount to only a few 
dollars; while the work would enhance 
the value of the edifice several hundreds 
of dollars.— Industrial 
Monthly. 
One-seventh of Arkansas has been soU 
for taxes. 
A twenty acre chicken farm has 
started near Wyandotte, jEanaas, 
Glycerine and lime juice is said to be 
better for the hair than oils o? pomade. 
A Terre Haute woman administered a 
sound thrashing to two insolent men the 
other day. 
A Pottsville, Penn., two-year-old en-
joys his after-dinner cigar. 
The wretch-
ed little Pottsvillian. 
A man in Hartland, Wis., the other 
day, threw a club at a cow and hit his 
little boy and killed him. 
Audubon County, Iowa, claims to have 
the loveliest woman in America. 
Lan-
guage is inadequate to her case. 
A Southern paper tests our credulity 
with this : 
" A Florida negro ate two 
bushels of dried apples on a het, refresh-
ed himself 
at the town 
pump, and 
burst." 
A cat in Memphis has been trying to 
acquire a fame like that of Mrs. O'Leary's 
cow. 
She overturned a kerosene lamp 
and succeeded in producing a conflagra-
tion which destroyed three houses. 
The Great Falls Journal hears of one 
gentleman in that town who gave up to-
bacco New Year's day, chewed gum for 
two weeks, candy for a month, and still 
fights the world, the flesh and the devil 
with a stick of liquorice. 
SL"U T ^£*£&&&QW 
a P°Pula-tion 
rcT^DommJ^O.^WncTlhere are scattered 
throughout Utah some threo hundred 
small towns, settlements and 
mining 
districts, drawing their supplies from 
that city. 
It is prophesied by those fa-
miliar with the country, that in five 
years the population of Salt Lake will 
be 109,000, -ancVthatTst'Utah wiir contain 
at least 500,000 people. 
The total loss by the Chicago fire is 
now definitely stated at $190,000,000, 
of which $90,000,000 falls upon insu-
rance companies. 
Of this amount some 
$40,000,000 has already been paid, and 
the companies now in liquidation may 
possibly pay $10,000,000 
more, thus 
leaving a balance loss of $140,000,000. 
Of the forty millions paid by insurance 
companies, a single agency settled six 
millions. 
West of the Mississippi River 
tho 
United States still owns 
973,482,593 
acres, distributed as follows: 
Missouri, 
Iowa and Arkansas, 16,000,000 ; Dakota 
and Wyoming, 145,295,284; 
Montana, 
86,904,605 ; Kansas, 43,148,076; Nebras-
ka, 55,223,637; Colorado and Idaho, 117,-
800,000; New Mexico and Utah, 224,-
140,000; Nevada and Arizona, 136,000,-
000; Minnesota, 36,876,170; Indian Ter-
ritory, 154,000. 
The old and pleasing exhibition of A 
" magician" standing up to be fired at 
with a real pistol has its perils for the 
E
erformer unless he makes sure before-
and of the man who loads the pistol. 
In a Texas town lately one of these 
wonderful prestidigitateurs was shot and 
killed before the audience because the 
man who loaded the pistol slipped in a 
genuine bullet instead of one furnished 
by the performer that could be jammed 
into powder. 
There is near Knoxville, Tenn., a spot 
which nestles between the mountains 
and rejoices in the appellation of 
the 
" Happy Valley," where we are told only 
one death has occurred in twelve years. 
The fact would not be very remarkable 
if only one person had lived in the Hap-
py Valley during that period, but we 
are left by the local chronicler to sur-
mise that it is a populous place, in whioh 
the people are practically immortal. 
If 
it be so it will speedBy become more 
populous. 
The orchestra of the Boston musical 
festival will be composed of 250 first vio-
lins, 200 second violins, 150 violas, 100 
violoncellos, 100 contra basses, 100 first 
flutes, 12 second flutes, 12 first clarionets, 
12 second clarionets, 10 first oboes, 10 
second oboes, 20 bassoens, (1st, 2d, 3d, 
and 4th), 20 French horns, 24 trumpets, 
12 alto trombones, 12 tenor trombones, 
8 bass trombones, 6 bass tubas, 6 pair 
tympani, 10 small drums, 4 bass drums, 
4 pair cymbals, 1 great drum, 1 great 
triangle—total, 1,000. 
An oysterman can tell the age of bi-
valves to a nicety. 
This is not done, 
however, by looking them in the mouth, 
but simply by counting the successive 
layers or plates overlapping each other, 
of which an oyster shell is composed. 
These are technically termed " shooto," 
and each of them marks a year's growth. 
Up to the time of the maturity of the 
oyster these shoots are regular tod suc-
cessive, but after that time they become 
irregular, and are piled one over the 
other, so that the shell becomes more 
and more thickened and balky. 
Judj; 
ing from the size and thickness whi 
some shells attain, this mollusk is capa-
ble of attaining* a patriarchal longevity, 
and an oyster with fifty or even three-
score years upon its back may by chance 
be met with. 
They are in perfection 
when from five to seven years old. 
The Cleveland Leader mentions the 
invention in that city of a machine 
called the Patent Cat Exterminator. 
This is described as a large sheet-iron 
cat with cylindrical attachment 
and 
steel claws and teeth. The motive power 
is like that of a clock; the tail is 
swelled by a bellows in the interior, 
which also, by a tremolo attachment, 
causes the patent cat to utter wild cries 
of defiance. 
The machine being duly 
wound up is placed upon the roof ©t 
the house. 
Roused by its diabolical 
yells, every cat within half a mil., 
rushes to action, sometimes from 50 to 
100 attacking at onoe. 
Then the iron 
teeth and claws begin to work with 
lightning rapidity, and all the adver-
saries within six feet of the machine 
are torn to 
shreds. 
ReinfOreetttonts 
come up, only to meet a like fragmentary 
destiny, and soon great heaps ;ef heir, 
toe-nails, and fiddle-strings are gathered 
upon the roof. 
This is probably the 
greatest mechanical invention since Dr 
Tushmaker's beautiful machine for «x-
An Illinois farmer proposes to plant I traoting teeth, so well described by the 
1,100 acres with corn this spring. 
' late Mr. John Phoenix. 
A Monkey Mamma. 
A New Zealand correspondent of tho 
San Francisco Alta says : 
" However 
strange 
Mr. 
Darwin's 
theory—that man is descended from a 
monkey—may seem to be to many, the 
following particulars in the early history 
of one of the present members of Par-
liament for New Zealand are related in 
all sober earnestness by Southern pa-
pers. 
Mr. B.'s early life was spent in 
the wilds of South Africa. 
When a 
mer6*infant ho was one day laid peace-
fully at rest at tho door of his wood-
land home. 
His worthy parent, near 
tho cabin, shot the young offspring of a 
large monkey, at which the feelings of 
the affectionate mamma were, of course, 
much wounded. 
She was however driv-
en away by tho approaching hunter, and 
in passing the cabin door noticed and 
stolo the future Now Zealand legislator. 
The loss was not discovered for nearly 
half an hour afterwards, and then all ef-
forts to find the robber proved unavail-
ing. 
Three months after this period a 
hunting party came across a family of 
monkeys in the wilderness, and there in 
the arms of the careful, although un-
tutored, wet-nurse, was the 
long-lost 
child, who chattered and jibbered in the 
most approved monkey 
fashion, 
ap-
parently fully equal to the exigencies of 
the situation. 
Could there be any more 
convincing evidence than this of the af-
finity between, our race and those hairy 
denizens of the woods ? Why did the 
hunters step in and thus prevent the de-
velopment of another link in the Dar-
winian chain Y 
The child was borne 
home, and under careful nurture and 
training the evil effects of bad company 
were removed. 
, 
._ 
Thomas M. Tryniski 
309 South 4th Street 
Fulton New York 
13069 
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