KENOSHA,AVIS., NOVEMBER 16, 1871 POETRY. THE DEAD LETTER. BY JOHN G. SAXE And can it be? Ah. yes, I see, ’Tis thirty years and better Since Mary Morgan sent to me This musty, musky letter. A pretty hand (she couldn’t spell), As any man must vote it And ’tvvas as I remember well, A pretty hand that wrote it 1 How calmly now I view it all, As memory backward ranges— The talks, the walks, that T recall, A'.id then—the postal changes I How well I loved her I can guess (Since cash is Cupid’s hostage)— Just one-and sixpence—nothing Jess This letter cost in postage The love, that wrote at such a (By Jove it was a sleep one Five hundred notes (I calculate) Was certainly a deep one And yet it died—of slow decline— Perhaps suppieon chilled it; I’ve quite forgotten if’t was mine Or Mary’s flirting killed it 1 At last the fatal message came “My letters—pleasereturn them And yours—of course you wish the same— I’ll send 'hem ack or burn them.” Two precious tools. I must allow, Whichever was the greater I wonder if I’m wiser now, Some seven lustres later*? And tAfc alone remains Ah, well 1 These words of Wann affection, The faded ink, the pungent smell, Are food for deep reflection They tell of how the heart c mtrives To change with fancy’s fashion, And bow a drop of musk survives The strongest human pasS'on 1 —Harper's Magazine for November. FIGS OF THISTLES. Small is my garden plot And sparse my sowing I labor while the sun is tierce and high Yet in the evening at my humble cot, When haughty folks go by, Below the modest -ayes, secluded, shy, My prodigal blossoms are blowing. Once in a sombre hour There stood a barren. Leafless, and bud less, and unfruited tree Yet later, came a pure and perfect flower— A blossom fair to see And after followed, in great jubilee, '1 he numberless ros< s ol Sharon. Whereat I wondered much, Why did my iatmr yield me this increase, Unless the Lord hath touched with marvel lous touch, The land and given new lease Lo I where I looked lor sad surcease, I harvest my fruit out ol season. Grapes gfbw not upon thorns, Say wise epistles Some miracle must quicken this dull sod, That, meagre in its own self, vet adorns— Blissed be migh'y God My pathway as I wander, roughly shod, And gather my figs of the ihistles. APOSTROPHE TO JETHRO WOOD, JNVtNTOR OF -THE CAST-IKON PLOW. [The following extract from the address de livered before the Pioneer Association of Or leans county, N Y JunelTih, 1871. by Ed ward Webster, Esq of Rochester, formerly an Associate Editor ol the Rural New Yorker, pays a just tribute io the memory of one who did g ’Od work lor the Agriculturist in his day and generation.—Eds Hail thou, whose humble lot was cast ’Mid ranks of men unknown to fame— Whom kings and lords oi ages past Would scorn to know or name We come, thy honors here to sing, And litt thee high o’er lord and king No jeweled diadem or crown E’er glittered on thy mamy brow— No slave would tremble at thy frown, Nor at thy lootsteps bow For thou wert pure in heart and mind, And strove to raise— not crush mankind As famed Prometheus of yore, In aid oi our lost, wretched sires, Stole from the flaming sun, and bore Down to the earth those fires That fill with light and life all space, And mark the Day God’s glorious race— So thy inventive genius found For man the bright and polished share, That bids the willing fields abound With fruits beyond compare And from the seed that falls like rain, Crowds full ourfbarns with beardedgaain I Eternal may the honors shine, We yield with grateful hearts to thee May children’s children round thy shrine Sons of the brave and free— With reverent lips pronounce thy name, And build for thee a deathless fame A REQUIEM. From the Lodi Journal. Take the harp from off the willow, Tune it as in days of yore. Though the cords that thrilled with rapture, Now are silent evermore. Tune it with the quivering heartstrings, With the voices ’mong the graves x When the autumn winds are soughing, And the pine its branches waves. Sweep the strings my trembling fingers, Wake the tearful symphony, While my soul keeps time and chanteth To the sad voiced melody, This my song—O, let me sing It When the night birds vigils keep Sleeping, sleeping say my brother, Why this long unbroken sleep Nightly at the hearth ,we gather, Where were shed our bitterest tears, And thy vacant chair uas waited Through 4 thc long decade of years. Waiting, too, are we, and watching, We hare waited oft before, For thy step upon the pathway Shall we hear it nevermore Shall the hands that fain would bless thee With the gifts of 'ove they bear Never more caress thy features, Never stroke thy shining hair? Ay, alas, alas, we gather In the gray-hued eventide And the children hush their laughter When we speak oi him who died. And we read to them the story Of his life so briefly told Of the gloom that hid the gloryj When he sought the angel-fold, la their mould upon the record? We will wash it off with tears, As we look aback with weeping Through a long decade of years. 8. J, A. SUSIE ALVORD’S PARTY I declare those young rascals are the greatest pests in town I would give a thousand dollars myself, if th<-y could be shut up in jail, or anywhere else, to get ml of them.’’ Susie Alvord was in the room, and heard her father say this to Mr. Brown, a n dghbor who had dropped in for a call “Y s”—Mr, Alvord went, on—the little wr uhes! I led perfectly sure that it was T< m Sil bee who threw a stone at mi c >w, which ma le her so lame —and no nri’t r whereabouts you have a horse standing, min or other of the Siibee boys is on ibe spot to start him. It’s my opinion it the town was rid of that fami ly, folks wouldn’t so often loose eggs, or things off the clothes line. And the •lothi r and that girl are just as bad as tii' boys. As for old Sil -ee, he can’t, last a.; it he k» eps on drinking as hard as he has lai eh.” The mxt morning when S ’sic Alvord weir to school, bhe passed Jane Siibee, who was leaning in a lazy sort of way, \\i n her arms over the low, broken fence, in front of their house. She seem cd to haw no lung at all to do, though h< r hair 10-ked as if it had not been combed in a week, and her dress was s.»il< d and very much torn besides. Alto getlier she looked quite diff rent Irmn Susie, with her ehau pink calico dress and pretry wife apron. “Oh proudv I dear me I guess we’ve got a new dress, said jane as Susie went 'D’- Siide did not speak as Jane said this she was only afraid Jar.c would take up some mud ami throw against her, after bad passed—but this Jane did not do, and half an hour after school began slie came saumering in. Jane never tried to learn her lessons,; and this morning she sat as she always; .lid, staring out of the window, or else scratching marks on her dusk with a pin, looking up occasionally to make faces ai one oi tile girls Sometimes she would pinch the little children, or else she would pin the dresses of two of the girls »<-guther, so that when they moved their dresses would get torn. She was gener .diy airaid to do tins, however, because, she knew she would get punished but, as you will believe, ‘not one of the girls n> the school liked her, or had anything io do with her if they could help it. Bur, coming out of school that alter noon, it. happened that some of the little b<>ys were crowding so they pushed Jane off ihe door step on to the ground. I’hure, now! said Jane, with an angry face, “you had better look out.’’ Sum Alvord was standing close by,. “Oh. Jane,” she said, “did you gut hurt*?” And she took hold of Jane’s aim and helped her up. “Yes it hurt me,” said Jane; but as she spoke she looked so kindly at her. j It was only those little fellows,” said Susie, that crowded against you-; they didn’t know any better.” Well, I don’t know as I’m much hurt,” I said Jtiic, as she picked up her nook. Su ic ran along then to catch up with Fanny Halsey, who was her most partic ulnr friend. Susie’s birthday would come the next week, and. her mother had told her she should have a party so, of course, there was a great deal to talk with Fanny about. Father is going to town to m< Frow to buy ihe oranges and the candy,” said iu sic, and mother says she thinks it will be prettier than to have the cakes made in little cakes, ah frosted you know—and then one large loaf, all frosted, and then that, mother skys, she’ll trim with myrtle. And mother says I may have some straw berry icecream, because it’s pink, you knows and will look pretty on the table Susie stopped and turned round: she thought she heard a step behind her. Il j was June Siibee, hearing every word she said. All the girls knew that Susie was go irg to have a party, and so Jane was listening to hear about it. Susie stopped and looked at her. “Oh said Jane, I wouldn’t talk so loud it I didn't want folks to hear.” But they had cornu now to Susie’s house, and she and Fanny went in, and Jane ran up the street. Mother,” said Susie Alvord that eve ning, “I feel sory for Jane Siibee; I don’t think anybody likes her, aad nobody minds much it she gets hurt. To-day she fell down, and nobody went to help her up while Fanny Halsey and I were talk ing about the party—she liked to hear all about it. I guess she wishss she was one of the other girls, and was coining.” Well, my dear,” said Mrs. Alvord, laying *iown her work in her lap, “after the party is over, you might take her au orange, and some candy, and speak kind ly to her.” e Mother. I most wish she could come to the party,” said Susie. “I have just thought of it; I guess she would like to come.” 1 am afraid she wouldn’t know how to behave,” said Mrs. Alvord, looking at Susie, but appearing to think. Well, mother,” said Susie, I don’t think she would really do anything out of the way, and just as Likely as not she would behave real good.” I don’t much believe she «lias got a dress to wear,” said Mrs. Alvord. One of my dresses would be too small for her,” said Susie, but, mother, I’ll tell you I wiH ask Fanny Halsey, and maybe one of her’s will fit. Ob, do let me aak her to come—may I?” Why, Susie,” said Mrs. Alvord, I am afraid you’ll be ashamed of her when she gets here you know she is a very bad, rude girl.” Oh, but I don’t believe but. she will behave very good she would be so glad to come; I don’t believe she woulcT do anything out of the way at all.” “Well, I’ve no objection, Susie; you can go and ask her.” It was not dark yet, and so Susie ran right off to the miserable little brown house where the Slbees lived. Susie stopped when she got to the door. She had looked in, but had never been inside the dirty, disorderly house. The first words Susie heard were Mrs. Siibee scolding little Dick, who was crying 'loudly. The table was covered with dirty dishes, lor all it was just niglr. when Susi, thought everything ought to be in order. Jane sur alone at the table, eating her supper; but her hair hud no’ been combed, nor her face washed, all day long. Susie stood for a minute., hardly kuowivg what to say she was a little bit frightened, hearing Mrs. Silbee’s a-igry voice, and seeing her flushed look ing face. Good evening,” said Susie, and then she stopped. Mrs. Sil’»ee folded her arms, and draw ing herself up, looked scornfully at her. Weil, beautiful little miss she said. Susie felt just like getting out and run ring home as fast as she could. She trembled a little but without noticing Mrs. Sil bee’s rudeness, >urli as no great citv on earth ever was burd ened with. The thr ves insolent.y reveled in i heir stolen m lli-ms, and the mob ap plauded as they sw.ggt-red past. One brave newspaper, armed with that instrument which is verily mightier than the sword, declared war upon ibe evil power that defied the civil authority of the greatest state in the Union. 6 her journals stood a'oof from jealousy some even threw obstacles in the way. But steadily, day after day, the wholesotm light of heaven was ler in upon the great heaps or ordure fastened around Tammany The people at first wondered at th audacity. T* c ring smiled in scorn and contempt. Soon, however, was heard tar and wide the low, rumbling thunder of popular indignation. The thieves sniffed the coming tempest. They offered the Times a million of money to disband its little company of valiant “knights oi the quill.” The journal pursued h course like the powers of nature, “making no haste, taking no rest.” The red fires of the world’s instinctive hate of vil'ainy and fraud were kindled, and to-day the thieves arc fugitives or in durance. A pen armed with the eternal justice car rics comfort to the oppressed and terror to evil doers. Thanks to the Times, not only tor its exposition of crim s against property, but also for a bright example <>f high toned journalism. Some Quotations —Some people are delighted if they can get hold of a relic of some great event. The Chicago fire has supplied a vacuum which was fell in the market before that catastrophe. Below you will find the latest quotations from the Chicago Pst in this department of trade: Less activity is manifested in the relic market to day. Local buyers have fallen off, but orders from the conn ry occupy the time of jobbers. Since the fall trade set in pieces of the Court House bell have been in great de mand, and shipments are active. It is estimated that two car loads of pieces have been shipped from the city. Our reporter was informed bv a dealer that be had contracted wit I) a Pittsburgh brass foundry supply the demand which has been extraordinary. As an evidence of the enterprise that iiad been manifested m the trade it may be mentioned that two prominent dealers have gone into the business of selling Mrs. Leary’s cow. They have solo eighteen of her to ad many different iraveling museums, and announced that they were well stocked with the article —-as their mo*to is low prices and quick sales, they expect tn have a monopoly ot j ihe trade. Five barrels of oil taken' from the exploded 1 mips have been dis- posed of, and the demand continues, i There is no inquiry for worthless safes, as such are not regarded as curiosities. Con siderable inquiry has been made for chips of stone from fire proof buildings, but a nnthing remains of such structures it has been found necessary to supply the mar ket from a stone quarry on the West Side. Singular Use of a Galvanic Bat" tery. Many years ago Major Stone, o l the Fifteenth British hussars, then sta tioned in India, had a gMd watch and chatn stolen from his drawing room table. Collecting all the native servants of whom he had any suspicion together, and making them join hands, he told them that presently his God would give them a shock which would, however be harmless to all but the culprit but that, if he were among them, he would, in about an hour, turn green and silently die. rhe black fellows grinned incredulously, when the wires of a very powerful battery, prepared and concealed below the table, were brought in contact with the two end men. So severe was the shock that three of them fell to the ground. The Major then remarked that if the guilty one came to him within hall an hour be would apply an antidote which would save his life. The effect of the shock upon the imagination of the super stitious thief was so great as to induce belief in the prospect of turning green and dying, and he shortly came, watch and chain in hand, to beg tor mercy and an antidote. No American custom excites more surprise and amusement among traveling foreigners than that which is known in our saloons as “treating,” and which con sists in the reciprocal payment, by such members of a convivial party in turn, for the “refreshments” consumed by the “crowd.” A very intelligent Virginia mule, be ing hemmed in a railroad track by an ap proaching train jumped into a cattle guard, crouched down Juntil the train had passed, and then jumped out and walked off as if nothing had happened. t HOW THE E\RTHW LL BE destroyed. A young celestial geologist, S'.inisi s Meunier by name, has lifted U 3 out of th rut as regaids our future fate, and for s doing has been Complimented by the cm pent savant, M Dumas. For hundred of years we have st-adily believed t a in the end this planet will be parch, <1 n like a scroll, and it is refreshing to fii if pro zed by M. Meunier that so tar Iron mi ning with fervent h-a’ we shall prob ibly break in pieces from license cold did be distributed through space it aerolohs. A close study 4 sidereal pal •otology lias led M Meunier t this con iction, which W"iiid certainly in form days have drawn down upon him th thunders »f the Church. The geologic tsiroiioiner arrived a his system in tho manner: After a thorough examinati the leroliHis m the museum, he cm eived tint the asteroids which are co i stanily falling on our globe must be fr;u nents of some heavenly body about th< '•line size as the moon which perisbe igt:s ng by spontaneous rupture, having arrived at its period of cooling. sh tar, which was probably a satellite o' i in- eaith.M. Meunu r has named Ge- 1 >gia. and the stones which fall down on om gioiie arc portions ol that defunct body in tact, as Buff'll or Cuvier could recon 'tract a pre-insiorical animal from a tioi t s M Meunier has gone to work to re •obstruct an entire planet from a frag nent. (’he former existence o f Geologi ■raving been satisfactorily established, M M'Uiner proceeds to show that it mus. nave occupied a place among the solid piancts, that is to say, in the region Mercury, Venns, rhe Earth, and Mirs, as solid stones like those picked up and pre served in the museum could hardly have come from the gaseoua or liquid piancts M. Meunier appears inclined to believ< that his Geologia once played the role oi a second m >on until it cooled ami wen pieces. The other solid planets accord ing to this theory are gradually approach ing this fatal point, of refrigeration, and by the time they break up, Jupiter and Saturn will pass from the liquid to the solid and Uranus, and Neptune from the gaseous to the liquid state. M. Dn mas has thanked M Meunier for placing in a new light questions which had hith erto remained in the domain ot abstrac tion.” e Nevada Salt. —Nevada is capable ol supplying the world with sal It abounds in salt springs, salt marshes, salt mountains, and great plains where the evaporation of ages has left deposit' of salt of almost illimitable extent. For mining purposes*, the salt of tln-se depos its requires only to be shoveled into sacks and transported to the place of use For table and dairy purposes, however, it is not quite equal to Eastern salt. It contains a slight, per cent, of impurity, which would ha’’e to be removed by re evaporation or some other r< fining pro cess to render it marketable lor domestic «se This may not be the case with all the deposits of this characb r within the State, but applies to su h of them a». have been worked. Within fifty miles of Reno, and not more than one mile from the railroad, arc some of rhe finest salt springs in the world. One gallon ol water will evaporate three pound ot the best quality of salt. Size for Cotton Yarn. —The follow ing size is recommended by a German chemist as especially adapted for line cot ton chain yarns One ounce of gum ara ble is dissolved in three ounces or water by boiling, and two ounces of wax ar< added. This mixture is than well stirred, and when cold appears as n pale yellow paste, which is to be added, while hot’ to a pressing made of live pounds of best wheat flour. This size makers the chain durable and smooth, and never macks, even during the greatest heal of summer time. A small wooden box has been picked up in Dubini. On the inside of the lid was found, in black ink, the following address: “Captain William Henry Carl ton, Twenty-first Fusileers, fourth divi sion, British army, Crimea.” The box was !ound to contain, rolled up in a towel, the toot and heart of a female, not in any way decomposed, and evidently only recently separated from the body. Here is a mystery for ihe detectives’ Beefsteak with Oyster Sauce. —The steak should be about an inch thick, ten der and juicy. Have the yridiron hot, and rub with a small piece of butter to pre vent the meat sticking. Broil it care fully, and do not season uutil done; then lay in a dish, cover tightly, and keep it hot. In a very little juice strew twenty or thirty oysters season, and add a lit tie cream; pour hot over the steak and serve. Resig vation of Count Von Beust Vienna, Nov. 7. —Count von Beust, Chancellor of the Empire, has tendered his resignation on th.- ground of ill health. The Vienna Preise, the organ of the opposition, hints that the retirement of the Premier was involuntary, and that he had received from the Emperor an in timation to the effect that his resignation would be acceptable. It is said that Count Androssy takes the port folio of foreign affairs. Does Gold Grow It has long been thought that nuggettf of gold increased in bize while lying in the dirt in which they are found. Mr. C. Wilkinson has lately announced to the Royal Society of Victo ria that gold when placed in a solution or chloride of gold, in contact with or ganic matter, determines the deposit of liberated gold upon itself. Mr. Skey, of the New Zeland Geological Survey, has lately comqauicated a series of experi ments, giving similar results to the Wel lington Philosophical Society. The old depot building oi the Boston and Providence railroad, in Boston, was removed on Saturday, to its new position in the Boylston Station. The building weighs a hundred tons, and waa moved on four cars, the operation occupying but just twenty minutes. A MYSTERY OM THE ANuES. I’HB DESERT "E AT\C I CBMEPERT ABOVB ground. Aorjonji 1 the An I mu: near the soul h st corner of Bolivia and at. a h<*lf lb 'll’ four thousand h-i-t, is a plateau call* d D‘S'-rr. oi Atacama, of which s. H i own irtvi-a this account in the N<-w York I "It pendent i he surtac- consists of a calcareous earth, which innumi-rabh* particles of salt. nure, y>*- are shintiijr with such a fflare, under i e ays ot Ihe loi rid sun aS to in ike it paluful o look around N>i a plan' urows h re; i h bird or insect or any >i he f »nn ot am lite is o be seen. he sti in ess of de it h ins overywh-re, exc pt tor the moanmg ae winil. which carries from place (o place h<; powdered sa (I in uiim tie only evidence ;ha up n nave, ever b eu n r ls that human bodies, as we n rtS ihose tmi.es and horses «,-v. seat er d at. ;u t upon wt .-te—uo. reduced Io d'sjuinted lras£ U ut-,. but d-h d and shrivel eif io mummies la parehim; atmmpaef of uis drearv height. J 1 1.: v il erdiy the thirsty traveler pursues ii- j lurney over such u soil and amid such .bjects t ill he reaches (Jalaina. a set i u-m* nt ii the midst of an limm-nsd morass, where ue •si s a lit: ie to re: esu himself and Insjaded mu cs Phis morass with ns nrickishand onvliolesom w uer, is Ih source of a small iv-r, cal i d Leo. which at length becomes he h Hiudai v bet w n i h., p ,ri mu of B ivia tnd Peru. I' is M.hig'aii imprrguated with he Im.- and other sti't-, anevs whn Ii are held m solutiot) np,r th-coarse bu ruslies of the norass are q i’ie e ici iisu-d i id sm til chan ie s and .rciicues tor dr lining arc. soon filled ip by ihe same d posit 1 wo days’ j 'urn. y from Cal tina, over the Jazz mg sand and .hro'igh the. stifling dust., ini’s the traveler to Cum Cum. an ancient Peruvian burying place, still within the t.ouuds of Aiecainu A»hl in-re tn resci velor him is a spectacle wnieli one might afely affirm has not its like upon ihe lace of the ear h. It is cali’-d a cemetery, by which we generally understand a p ace tor the interment of ihe dead. But n -re dead arc not. buried Seated in a large -em:-circle, one beside anol her, are the mum nued remains of an assemblage oi human be mgs men. worn-n and children—to the num t. rof five or ix hundred, all apparently m 'he places and atii*tides which Lucy first oc cupied. and which they have kept perhaps <»r ages Phey sit in lie sand, immovable, ns iii a solemn council, gazing vacant ly. with sunken and d'-ied eyebailsinto the arid waste before them. Nearly al' are in the same po sition, though some are tai leu down and pari ty covered with sand. The hot, dry air has preserved them as mipenshably as the em balming art of the bodies ol Egypt. What is the explanation of so strange a scene Who are these that no*v cous'ltue tins ghastly company? Where, and how and why did they first take places in this vast semi cnch-? A thousand questions may be asked, but few answered. The iuuabltants of the coun try who live nearest io the spot have no knowl dge on the subject. Some th.nk that Up- bodies were brought hitlit r and placed in this position alter dark, and tha such dep >s it was to serve the purpose ot burial But whi-re could the people have lived who nrought their dead to tins spot There is no liai'it alite region at any convenient dis'since and no place of similar de.-ign is k> O 'U to exist, to prove that it, was the custom com mon to tile aboriginal population. Others beliwe that this may have been the remnant of a native tribe,hunted and put'iied by enemies, and driven to a despeiate choice between two impending evils- o die by ihetr own act or by the weapons of their foes. There are inorders with infants in their arms among the mummies: and it. is even thought that tlie dried and shrunken countenances re tain sufficient expression to indicate that some grievous calamity had over, a ken or was about, to befall them. It may be their fancy, but travelerstiver that grief and de spair may be traced upon these shrivelled leatures, and they are ready to believe that their possessors might have been retreating before the conqueror of their country (per haps from Pizarro himself), and that sooner than submit tamely to the rapacious and cruel invaders, they preferred to hide them ei-lv’s in this dreary and inaccessible spot, and to suffer the agonies of a voluntary death sustained by such comforts and hope as their own simple faith could afford. We cannot tell but, there is a spot on the border of this desert called Tncuman, which in lbe Indian language means All is Jost Perhaps the name commemorates the heroic resolution of those hunted people as they sought the desert for self-immolation It is said, 100, by those who have studied the religious ideas ot the a’ici<-nt Peruvians, that they believed in self-sacrifice for their country; that, thus dying, they would be spe< diiy removed to a better land toward the west. Bald-Headed Butter.—A gentleman who had been brought up on good country butter late y stopped at a leading hotel in Si. Jo seph, Mo./and looking over the tempting bill of tare made his order. It was prompt ly filled, and he was indulging in the hope of a luxurious feast, when helping himself to some butter, along with tne unctions mass a long hair, evidently from some human cra nium, came curling out on his knife. He held it up, gazed suspiciously at it for a mo ment, and then motioned for the waiter. The latter individual promptly watered an ap pearance, when the guest, bolding the knife up before him, and pointing to the capillary substance attached to it, exclaimed in a voice loud enough to be heard by the whole table “Look here, my frieul, have you any bald headed butter about the house A correspondent who was at the Bangor Railway celebration, described how the ra tions gave out, and at a way station how all hands made a rush for a small restaurant. Twelve ex-Uongressmen got some clam ciiowder, whereupon a newspaper man, “who did not lear punishment after death,” shout ed all aboard.” The Congressmen ran for the train the newspaper man tor the chow der. He also described how on this occasion Hon George Washington Warren, President ol the Bunker Hill Monument Association, breakfasted on one cracker and eleven gallons of water. Appropos of the defeat of Mr. Ashbury’s yacht the story is told of an English yacht man who, while on a pleasure cruise in the Mediterranean, was badly beaten in a race with a Yankee schooner which he chanced to fill in with Die brush over, the Englishman generously invited the Yankee skipper aboard his boat, and, after proposing his health said I say. captain, this is the first time my yacht was ever beaten, you Weil said the Yankee captain, “that’s kinder singular, for I vow this is the first time my craft ever beat anything.” The Galesburg Register says: “A little child belonging to a Swede family residing on East Berrien street, died the other day,while the lather was digg ng potatoes. Iwo or three days elapsed, and there being no fu neral, the neighbors inquired what had be come of the body. The father replied thaj he had put it in a box and laid it away in the cellar, among the milk pans to keep coo 1, and as soon as he got his potatoes dug h would bury it. This is an verified by the testimony of the whole neigh borhood.” A new female lecturer Louise Holden •tarts off with the proposition that mtn is not an oppressor or tyrant, but has some good qualities as well as woman Louise,these balm to the stricken heart ot man; fly to his grateful arms