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ICTMOND C OUNTY A DVANCE loifrno, Jr, rmu an ProiBiator. TOL^I. A lave, bdependant, IiocaJ Kewspaper. SOKCBIPnDI • f.. ..y^'mm maem etooK. ar AiniT zftub. TeU me whmt it says. Tin , patient clock. NeTcr moved by boito or foar. That what it say*. •I'm a Tcry tmtliful clock • Cooplo nay about tbo piaco Truth Is written on my faeo: Tlck-tock-ti.k-tock.\ ^ • UliatiB what it I lays. I'm I a Tory octire clock; For I BO whilo yott'ro aaleop, Tliougb you never take a iioen • Tick-tock-tfck-tock.\ • That is what it saya. Tm a mott obligins dock; If you wish to h«ar me strike, lou may do it when yoa lika' Tick-tock-Uck-tock.\ That is what it says. What a talkatlTo old clock I I<et us see what it will do >VbrQ tbu pointer reaches two • \DIntf ^llnB\—- cick-tock.- That in what it says. NORA'S STORY. UV CU U 8TANI.EV. V t ; The mclancholy days of which poets eitiK hna come to earth, nnd in truth thev ; • were tbo Enddest of the year, r : AH that Buiniaer the world had seemed a I : TOnny place, made for love and romauce. I ; One day after another had been ushered in like o sweet Ktie''t, rare ot approval; and the nights elosiiiB orer Ihem had made them beantifnl memones. \Who could bo anything Imt happy?\ I had asked myself the iiacstion again and again; now I lan-hed bitterlv at the thought ot any lasting happiness cominc lo me. I had spent three niontlis at this old farm- bonse timoug the nioantaius, Raintnc •treuglh with every day, until, when 1 looked at my own face in the glass, it seemuil like a new face. Years ago I hadbeencalled\IovelyXora but since 1 had Won poor, and worked for my living, the roses had faded in my cheeks, the light had died in my once laugh- ing eyes, and loveliness had chased away the smiles. ' Jlilt this summer I had found new friends, and all the world had blossimied n\ain. • I reniomher BO well that day on the hill- Bide, when, tired with a long ramble, 1 had thmwn myself down on n grassy ledge, and snt iookiug off over tho onii-t Talley, Ihinking that 1 was glad lo have health and slreiigth again, even to spend it in downright bard work. Suddenly there came from out the shadow of the great oaks the liguro of a man llrowu and travel-stained, yet yilh a frank, honest e.xpressiou that won him a friend al once. \It is five years, .md I am here:\ ho said, urayely, coming up to mo and holding out both his hands. \File years? \ I said, looking up with cnriosity. \1 don't think I coulJ forget a friend in that time. 1 am quite mr a we nr» Btrangers.\ His face crims<,ned and a sterner' look came over it. \Did I not promise jon I would come with or witiiout a fortune? We shall have to wait for Iho fortune, but we surely are the best friends. Clam?\ Yon have made a mistake,\ I slam, mored, \ I am not Clara, but Nora.\ He looked amared. I knew / was look- ing like a little goose! If it was Clara Heed you expected to see, others hare made the same mistake: they say I look as she did lire years ago; she is really my eon jin, you know, only \ • \Only wh:.t?- It was humiliating, but it must be said. \Only onrnncle left all the money to Clara, when he died, and —ire have not been the best friends.\ And once more I Itirned awar. Hut gently he laid a detaining hand on my anil. \This then is 'lovely Nora?' Pardon mo, but I have often heard your uncle call you ' thought you were the heiress.\ ' I Iboilght so, loo,\ I faltered; \but Clara came—and saw and conn iierwl.\ And 1 tried to Braile. \.Vnd you were left out in the cold? • \It did seem pretty cold when those I bad thought my friends dropped off one by one, but I have foand better ones since, •u d I am quite happy.\ Once more I tnnied awav. But he hastened along the little path that waB hardly wide enough for two, and. tak- ing my basket, said: •J^\.''™ \\ Clam's cousin wo must be Mends at least. Your ancle once asked aie lo his bouse lo meet yon, so yon will •ot rafuse my triendBhip now?\ \Vonr friembUpT Oh, no! I hare not -S^y IriTOdB thrt.I can retuB. one.\ tofcecarri^ my basket, and began to Sr\..'!\,,\\' \\ •• went buk lo the old &m-boii» . , 1 Uf i bini at tbe door and ran np to mv ' no* to drors for ten. . .\•V evening I heard marrelons stories . t* Jtoanlar., and felt almost , « it I myself ; knd baen half-way ronnd the world. • 1T» IMXI morning Clara came, and , B^lt Berrey was qaite the devoted lover :lk««n>«c(ed. '81111 there were times when we were all •ngetber. in the little world of cool green . ahadowi on the mountain-aide, and I could Uslen lo iba pleannt alaries he told of fiir- olT lands and people, forgetting lime and . place,.imUl OUm wonid sar: . \I n»»er could go iulo\ raptures over . V^lf • \\Pn't expect it, liobert! 1 really . \Otft BM' bow Nora manages to gel up so ' Ibenlwouldbluah gnillily and go .. I knaw in my own heart • 8tanco tbat lbs aloMn BO charming. ; b«rb«n teasing .^asaSttir, .fli;*. ipa^l\ I otM. ••Mdm • I anrai wU jail iMiM d to jaanr himl .Ha npoOTlinB •SMMW.; Burajina Mnieklj: fesgKai»iiM«t ^EST NEW BRIGHTON, S. I., SATURDIY, NOVEMBER 20, 1886. NO. 35. to-morrow,\ I Kdd, aa-Jf\\ ' ^ \\\ «« Clara laughed- a horrid, mocMng laugh -which rang in my cars for many a dw, I fe^, No^' -ppreciate my generosi^, Tm?®^® my room, please.\ 80? Well, I haye done what I could for yoa.\ I left the next moroinff, without bidding SJrx? ' go^.by. I was toS nngn and heart-soro to want to &ce anr oue, least of all Robert Herrey. ^ T ^^ gloomy enough. I plunged eagerly into work, tliinking thus to quiet my restless heart, but work nerer Memed so hard before. Sometimes I was ^reuade d to go out, trying in society to hnd recreation, but in vain: the iraVest wonls held a sting for me, and pliaSant smiles only called back to mr memorv n brown-bearded face and laughing eyes that bad looked down into mine\ And BO a winter passed awav, and I felt myself growing old Terv fast.' And coustanay Robert Hervev's face was before me, and his voice, like' music. Inside nie, until I became ill, and after weeks ' 'o r six long, weary One night I woke and knew that I was m a strange place, wth surroundings that were not my own, yet seemed to be half known to me. I murmured something about school, and a soft hand touched mine, and warm lingers closed about my own. I turned my head •lowly, to meet a gentle, losing face, with sucli a winning look in the eyes that it brought te.irs to my own to see it. 'nvhere am I?\ 1 whispered, faimlv, for I fotiud when I tried to speak I ha<l not much Htreugth. \With friends who love you,\ a voice whispered back; \but yon must sleep now and not think!\ And much to my surprise I found myself obedient as u little child. I only said, softly, ''Don't go awav.\ And then I slept such a sweet, refreshing sleep that when morning came I fultas if I could stand sectirely on my feet again, if I were to get up. The beautiful girl who had been bv mo when I lirst woke was with mo again*, but would only say sho was a sister of one of my pupils, and I must be good and not ask questions until I could get up. Her gay, laughing stories charmed me, and I grew stronger every day, until one morning she said I was to !:« dossed, and try a great sleepy-hollow chair which had been brought into my room. \.\ndthen she said, *'you shall see your pupil, and you will find out who I am.\ And sbo bent down to kiss me on my cheek. \I don't care now,\ I said, quickly. \My curiosity is all gone.\ But when I was dressed and put into the great chair, and sbo left mo to send my lit- tlo scho'nr in, X found I was still n little curious. There were many among them I hud been fond of; who could it bo so fond of mc? A step behind me, and a voice said. Oh, whose voice was it! It thrilled me with a plenKara.that .was al^fi^^^iH* \Xoral lovely Nora!\ And some one came round to the side of mv chair and took my hand. I opened my eyes, for I hud closed th'-m at the lirst sound of tbat voice, and sun- Robert Heney standiug before me. \Mr. Ilervey! how came yon here?\ re- membering everthing with a roi^ blush; •and—where is mv little scholar?\ \Not so UtUe, Nora; I stnud six feet in my stockings; but truly your scholar. Ab, many the sweet lessons I learned of you on the mountain-side? lessons of hope and trust and patience; best of all, lessons of love, Nora. And now will you take me for your scholar for life?\ \Oh! and Clara;\ it was nil I couhl say. A rush of happy tears drowned every other word. \Do not speak of her, Nora. Only tell me, arc you glad to see me?\ \Glad? Ob, yes, so pUtdr But then I begun to wonder again wh«re I was. 1 think I must have been faint for an instant, for I found his sister beside me holding a gliis^ of water to my lips. \Yes n e s.iid. when she tried to explain; \it iR my dear sister ISose. who came here when I found you ill, turned my bachelor apartment into a sort of sanctuary, and turned mo out. But when I knew you wero well, I could not stay away.\ Rose had taken one hand in her gentle clasp, and I put tbo other out lo him. \Js it mine?\ h e said, softly. lint I onlv held his hand close and smiled. Would all the worid tempt me to let it go! It is only one short week since he came, but it Kcems like a long dream of joy. Thank God, it ts a reality! Clara is weU come now to the fortune that should have been mine. I have my fortune hero. FeerlSTtieaeral Boseeranfl. .\Oenand Bosecrans was the most fearless, as w^ell a s the most popular, man i n tlie powder bnsine^a that I ever met. Soma years ago he was experi- menting Avith nitr<>-glycerino and chlor- ide of potaah. Ho was also trying to make a new kind of percussion cap. Ever j afternoon he would go ont t o the old stone-quarrj and make experiments with dynamite there, the Mayor baring granted him permission t o do so. H e had taken quite a fancy to me, and ]ie'd come arotmd and take me ont there with him. I never saw a man ex- porim'ent with explosires as carelessly as ho did, and, as I did not care t o be blown t o pieces myself, I kept warning liim of the risks he kepi incnrring. His only reply was : 'When a man's time comes it comes.' He appeared to be » fatali^. and woald not believe that m person eonld be killed before it was allotted for him to die. One day ho kad some nitro-glycerine i n a pan and lingwilh it I kn in the hot stm i H vonl d explode aaid; HSeneral, look ont. That*a go- ing to esplode.* He di « no t aeMa t o eera^ ead r warned ki m again, bnt |m» keplM ^ hi t eipMiMiis, repent- in«lki4 |>lii:Me of kVnbdnft n ib^ Mm oMil^ onl y VKm I I w nppoinl. eia jBTMa nowi tool S2fw lying • abort dialaiiee venlnver ' ' JL Be 5waeV elioal timly <Nr inito^ly^^ I wilV to g« l H.- Ho^^ !wni> nbon l tiran W <Nr tlurir feel nwagr.iAen Ite nitK>:g1y«et- iM o^oded. It did M m in Ihe I om I. : He o« l any emotion: 'Well. Ilinl ftCIIIMSCEKCES OF PUBLIC XE!C. BY bek: perlev poorb . Boscoe Conkling, when transferre d from the Hous e t o the Senate, was a type of manly beauty : tall, well-made, with broad sboaldcrs an d compact chest and an Greet carriage. He was always dressed witli scrupulous reat- ness. wearing a dar k frock-coat, light- colurcd Test and trousers, with gaiters battoncd over hts shoes. Hi s nose waa large and prominent, his eyes of a bluish-gray hue, surmounted 'b y heavy dar k aubnm eyebrows, his .side whiskers curled closely, and his hair ran down with a shar p point into th e middlo of his broad, bald forehead where it rose in a curl. His language was elegunt, and when ho sxioke on tho lloor every word was clearly enunciated, while slow an d deliberate gestures lent effect t o what h e said. Th e assassination of Lincoln created a profound sensation at tho South, where th e people believed tha t it would brin g upo n the m a weight of condemnation and a severity of punish- men t they would not have otherwise been compelled to bear. On tho iifth day after the a^sossination, while JefTer- son Bavis wa s addressing a crowd of curious and panicky people from tho steps of the house of Mr. Bates, in Charlotte, K. C., the following dU- patch was handed him : *'GuEE>-.<i5<>no, April VX 18G5. -HIB Excellfucy Prcshlont L »uvis: \President Lincoln was as-sass'nated in th e theater, in Washington, on the night of tho 1-lth inst. Seward's house was entered on the same night, and he was repeatedly stabbed, and is prob- ably mortally woiinded. \J ohn C. B reckinridge.\ Sir. Bates, whose guest Davis was, testified that Davis, after reading tho dispatch to tho people, said : \If it were t o b e done, i t wero better -it were well done.\ Soon after, Breckinridge, ba^*ing come t o see Davis at th e same place, expressed regret that Lincoln had been killed, as h e though t i t un- fortunate for th e Southern ])eop!c. Davis replied: \Well General, I don't know ; if it were to b e done at all, it were better that i t were well done ; and if the same had been done to Andy Johnson, the beast, and t o Stanton, the job would then b e complete.\ President Johnso n sutfered b y his kindness t o pardon-brokers, prominent among whom was a good-looking young woman named Mrs. Cobb. Sh e was a constant visitor at the Whit e House, and boasted that she could obtain par- dons in six hours for n prope r pe- cuniary consideration. Detective Bake r worked up a fictitious case for th e pur - pose of entrapi>ing her. Sh e agreed, in writing, for $a(K) to obtain tlio par- don of Captain Hine, receiving $100 cash down, the rest to bo paid when the pardo n vraa delivered. After tho pardeh was signed by Presiden t John- son, Detective Bake r laid tho paper s before him, upon which tho President grew very angry, and finally ordered Detective Bake r fro m the Whit e House. Mrs. Cob b and he r friends in- sisted that it was a \put-up\ job, and the grand jury indicted Detective Baker, bu t tho case was never brought to trial. Gen. Gran t went to Richmond in May, 18G7, to visit tho battlefield of Cold Harbor . H o rotlo out of the city on Sunda y morning in a four-horse car- riage, and passed several hour s in vis- iting the scene of one of the most san- guinary and stubborn battles of tho war. Th e battle lasted during three days, after which Gen. Grant changed his base t o Jame s Kiver. The apjiear- ance of the battlefield when h e re- visited i t was bu t little changed, ilows of earth-works on either [side still re- mained. Ther e was no par t of tho groun d unde r cultivation, the soil being very poor, bu t many small trees had sprun g up . Tha t portion of the field known as the fronts of the center lines, where the contest raged hottest, showed th e unmistakable mark s of a tight. Man y of tho trees were thoroughly pitted with musket and riilo balls, while others of the m were sliattercd and bent over to th e ground b^ the combined firing of tho massed artillery on cither side. Gen. Grant was unablo t o find the exact location of his headquarters upo n the Cold Harbo r battlefield, but the positions held by Gens. Hancock, Bald y Smith, Wright , and Gibbons were pointed out. The bodies of ],IIGO Federal soldiers, hastily buried after th e battle was over, had been disin- terred and buried in a G< , *aro said t o be the best slieep in Europe. I bave seen a gentleman wlio knows all about them, and we should, by all I meansi secure th e breed.\ Some wag [ had been seein g Sir Isaac, and, much to his disgust, the committee struck ont j the $5,000 item. One day he was . writing a letter t o a farmer, telling him ; when t o haul oa t manure. Th e old man ! did not know how to spe\ 1 the word, and asked a clerk, who told him, but, ^ doubtin g whether the clerk was correct ^ or not, h e asked another, bu t b.-fore h e could answer. Sir Isaac cried out : \Nevermind boys; I'll substitute an- other word,\ and thereupon wrote a word tha t shall be nameless. ir Isaac had^ written some instructions about setting hens, telling how manv eggs t o pu t in th e nest, and how they .should b e laid in. A youn g farmer wrote to Sir Isaac tha t lie liad set a hen as di- rected, but put in the nest a great manv more eggs than Sir Isa.ac said ho .sliould. Sir Isaac wrote t o him t o know whv he hod pu t so many eggs in the nest, when the wicked fellow replied: \I t was to see th e old hen spread herself.\ cemetery on the White House road. Pieces of clothing, parts of shoes and equipments could bo distinguished here and there amid the dirt and graveL Th e whole scene was one of desolation. Isaac Newton, of Pennsvlvania, was placed at tlie head of the Agricultural Bureau of the Patent OfUcc by Presi- dent Lincoln, and in duo time he be- came the head of tho newly created Department of Agriculture. H o was an ignorant, credulotis old gentleman,very large about the waistband, with snow- white hair and a mild blue eye. Edu- cated a Qnaker, he had amasjied some property hw keeping an ice-cream sa- loon in Philadelphia, and he then es- tablished a fami,frbm which h e obtained his supplies of cream. Al Washington be wae Known as Sir Isaac, and some ot th e foUowing anecdotes wiU iUustrate hta oliarnetor ande^city: One day aome wa g pidted n p a common dnck in Ibe Blieel and cnnie d i l to Sir Isaac, tolling him i l waa a ram imeoes. Sir IinecfcndHcnged , and to(& greatde - tighft in eihibitiog it 16 bis vsnlon . On e dii^. whan amoving i l aa nanal lo n late vWtar. l» 8li«kedt t o n the back STaaid: *8eakMiidam, htoilHMllb e ^ig^lgd ^^Jmenlliad hmm gwiil, aad Iho Chaiman of mniiiBTlTiiioni Agiienllwn^enUad on ito^ np an r^SgT^EI vmbtm rmj m MaaJ^Sl^ Stoml by the Old .Vun. Up in Carson Valley old Jeremiab Johnson, th e well-known rancher, died, and was buried i n tho usual form. When the corpse was laid out in the red school house, near Sheridan, a trav- eling preacher was called upon to pre- side o e r th e ceremonies. The six sons of the old man were ther e in a solemn row. The preacher, taking his place on the platform, opened np afte r the reg- ular formula tha t has been so long vogue. \My friends, Jeremia h Johnso n wa? in full health and ripened manhood when he was cut down by tho snvthe of th e destroyer.\ Just bore Tomm y Johnson, a bov of IG, rose u p with, \Hol d on, Mr. Preacher, he died ot liver complain t It was old Jak e Boli- ver, u p on Wolf Creek, that got cut with a mowing-machine.\ \Si t down. Tom. and cork up, \ wiu5 the remar k of a big brother, who col- lared tho boy anA plumped him down on his seat. \He was a man of a thou.sand on earth, but he could not stay,\ continued the preacher. \Couldn't stay? \ shouted the boy again. \Pity about him. Perhap s yon don't think he was a stayer when h e had the fight with Dan Power s up in the canyon. He stayed till h e t-hawed Dan's ear \ \Hold your .'aw. yon crazy lunatir,\ whispered one of tho brotliers. hoarse- ly, as h e jerked the boy back into liia seat; \will you shut upV\ Th o preacher paused, looked across the corpse to the si>ot roi»roach;u:lv, and continued: \.leremiah Johnso n i s no more.\ « What's tha t ?\ ahoutod t h^^bcy. ^av. JakJ», Bill, Charlov, all hands, do von hear that ? Worse and more of it. 'jl u says dad was no mower. H o could cut more acros of grass in a day than anv other ma n in Dougla«.\ \Will you never drop on yourself?\ hissed a bi g brother, as Iio rl achc«l for him again. \D o you 'apose I'm goin' t o sit hero and hear him say things about tiie old man that h e daren't gay t o Ins face if ho was alive? Ar e you fellows ashamed of dad 'cause he died Fosir hands got the impulsive youth b y th e collar and yanked him'dow n good and hard. \Next thing you'll hear is that he couldn't run a one-licrse huv-rake.\ The n th e brother s grabl ed the boy, and laying him on tho lloor, sat on .ind held him until the pre.icher finished his talk. Th e congregation enjoyed tho scene immensely, and admired tho youth wh o would not hear li's father talked about.— Coraoti Ajfpeal. A Cowardly, Conlemptib c Snyinu. \A woman is at the bottom of every mischief.\ S o say a legion of noodles wlio know not wha t they say, and who think they think, when they only repeat wiiat they havo heard others suy before them. Do these faddists' ever reHect that ther e are two kinds of people in the world, male and female, and as they generally associate together it i s prob- able tha t every occurrence will directly or indirectly involve some individual of bot h sexes? But unfortunately for the faddists, ther e are some conditions in life in which their theory can bo thoroughly tested. In the California and Austra- lian gold-mining regions they hod no women, and yet, if our mem o y .serves u s right, their davs and nights wore not altogether pa'?ed i n halcyon sim- plicity; i.ut, on the contrary, their camp s wero scenes of fighting.stabbing. gonging, shooting, lyuch'ng.anil bloody murder generally. On board ship they havo no women t o make mischief, and ye t they are not altogether lamblike in their relations, living i o brotherly love anil harmony. Th e sofi answer is often a belaying pin, and the ban d of fellowship is fre- quently al the end of a yard-arm. Now, if tbe opposite wero a popula r :prossiofi, Ibal \there i s a ma n at th e expr e , . bottom o l every, trouble,\ it would b e mncb mof difllealt t o disprove. No, the oft-quoled saying i s a false, eovardly , and contemptible ono, and a disgrace to th e whole male sex. it abov a Iha l me n ar e ashamed t o assume Ib e reaponsibilitT of their own evil doeds. and meanly try t o shnfHe them off o n Iba ahoalders of poor, weak Tera« SifUnQst. AcmunedaUng. and lak e a drink, Whitn. Whito—Nok I gwaa n^ V m nU W.— TH E LITTLE FOLK& A UtUtf Sho sat in her litUe rockingwrhair, a-slghins aiiil iwirlins hertbnmba: 'Ob, evvrvthim; lor tuy duU is doo«, and ceTer to jn«?;id»ng comes J I bavfu t a mors.?! of sowing 1 Dear motbur. In cJl tbo town. Can't yuu find me onodoll.no matter how imalli •wbo will vrearoat her gown?** -Zlary K. %-Hl:ina, in St. Xich^tlas, 1h« riv* and Uie Ocr«. Ther e were thre e nice, fat little pigs. The first was small, the second was smaller, and the third was the smallest of all three. And these three Uttlepiga though t of going out into the wooils to gather the acoms, for there were better acorns there than here. \ There's a great Ogve who lives over yonder in the woods,* says th e barn- yard cock. \And h e will eat you no. body and bones,\ says th e speckled hen. \And there will b e an «m<i of you,\ says the black drake. \Jf folks only knew what was good for them, they would stay at home and make the best of what they had there,\ sjiid the old gray goose who laid eggs unde r the barn, and who had never gone out into tiie world or had a peep of it beyond the garden gate. IJutno; the little pigs would go out into the worid whether or no, \for said they, \if we stay at home because folks shake their heads, we shall never get the best acorns that are t o b e had.\ And there was more than one barlev- corn of trut h in that chafl', I can tell you. Well, they hunte d for acom s here and they hunte d for acom s there, and by-and-by whom should the smallest of all tho little pigs meet but the great, wicked Ogre himself. \Aha! \ says th e great, wicked Ogre, \it is a nice, plum p little pig that I have been wanting for my supper this many a day i^ast. So you just come along witli me now.\ \oh. Master Ogre!\ squeaked the smallest of the little pigs in the small- est of voices—\oh. Master Ogre, don't eat me I There's a bigger pig ba.-k of mo, and h e will b e along presently.\ So the great, wicked Ogre let the smallest pig go, for he would rather havo a larger pig if h e could get it. Yes; by-and-by came the second lit- tle pig, sure enough. \.\ha! \ says the great, wicked (»gre, \I have been wanting just such a little pig as you for my suppe r for this many a tlay jiast; so you may ju&t come along with me now.\ \Oh Master Ogre!\ said the middle- sized pig, in his middle-sized voice, \don't take m e for your supper. There's a bigger j)ig than I am coming along presently; just w^ait for him.\ Well, the Ogr e was satisfied to do tliat; so be waited, and by-and-by, sure enough, came tho largest of the little pi«s. \And now.\ sava' tKe great, wicked Ogre, \ I will wait no longer, for you aro just the pig I want for m y supper, and so you may just march along with me.\ Itut tho largest of the little p-gs had his wits about him, I can tell vou. \Oh , very well,\ says be ; \if the shoe fits, there is no use hunting for an- other. Only have you a roasted apple to pu t into m y mouth when 1 am cooked? For no one ever heard of a little pig brought on the table without a roasted apple in its mouth.\ No, the Ogre had no roasted a]>plc. Dear! dear! that was a great pity. Now, if the Ogre would only wait for a little while, the largest of the pigs would run homo and fetch one, and then things would b e as thev should. Oh! the Ogre was satisfied \nth that ; only let the little pig mak e haste. So otr ran the little pig, and th e Ogre sat down on a stone and waited for him. Well, h e waited, and h e waited, and h e waited, and h e waited, bu t not a tip or a hair of the little pig did ho see that day, as yon can guess without my telling yon. \And now,\ says the cock and the old speckled hen and black drak e and the old gray goose, \perhap s you will rim out into the world and among ogres no more! Are there not good enough acorns nt home for any three little pigs to eat!\ ISut, no; they were not satisfied to stay at home yet, for one day the smallest of the three little pigs\ said: \See now, if one is afraid of the water, one will ne^er catch any fish. L for one, am going out into the woods to got a few acorns to-day.\ - Very well, the other little pigs were satisfied for him to ^ And if he should meet the Ogre, just let him s^y this and that, and do thus and so, and the chances would be that he would come off without harm t o hide or hair. S o the smaUest of the three little pigs went ont into the woods, and there he found all the acorns he wanted. But on his way borne whom should be meet but the great wioked Ogre. \Aha!\ says tbe Ogre, \and tbat i s you'/\ Oh, yes; it was nobody else. Bu i had the Ogre come acroes three fellows tramping about i n the woods down yon- der? No. the Ogre bad mel nobody in the woods that day. Dear I dear! bat that was a pity, for those three fellows wero three wicked robbers, and bad just bidden a meal bag full of monev in the hole u p yon- der in the tree. \The Ogre might see tho hole for himself if be womd only look. Yon can gneaa ho w tbe Ogre prscknd u p bis ear s at this, an d bow be stared tia bis eyes wer e an bi g a s snncnffa. Be was for climbing Ib e tenn willwnl wnH- ingforlbe bnUe r .to Bomiib a n w wmf in on r town, lo r ha unlii IhnlmonM and he had nan Ja r il. > irt te little ^ lo r s; ewe be dimbad ibn faea^and.hn;^»egld' W dow n n Mfcimtluyi aUg Ifcs n he One day it was the middle-sized pig who would go out into the woods, for h e also had a mind t o taste the acom s there. Well, there was no reason in th e world why h e shouldn't go ; only if h e me t the Cgr e let him savand'dc this and that ; that was all that was , needed. I So out into the woods th e mlddle- I sized pig went, and ther e h e had all the ai-orns he wanted. Bu t by-and-by the Ogre Cim^ along. \Aha! \ says he ; \now I have you fo j sure and certain.\ But tho middle-sized pig just stood and looked at a great rock in front of him with all his might and main. *•. h-h-h-h-h-h!\ says he ; \I am not to be talked t o or l»othered now.\ Uoity-toity! Her e was a pretty song, to be aure! And why was th e niiddle- si/ed pig not t o be talked t o ? O h I the middle-sized pig as look- ing at what was going on under th e great ro- k yonder, for he could see the little folk brewing more bier than thirtv-seven men could drink. So! Why , the Ogre would like to see that for himself. Prut! Ther e was nothing easier than to learn that trick! All that he had to do was t o take a handful of leaves from that bush yonder and ru b them over his eyes, and then to shut his eyes while he could count fifty, and he would see what he would see. Well, that was little or nothm g to do, aud the Ogr e would have a try at it. So h e gathered a handful of* the leaves and rubl»ed them over his eyes, just as the middle si ed pig had said. \And now are you reeady'i\ said the middle-sized x>ig. Yes; the Ogre was ready. Then all he had t o do was t o shut his eyes and count. So the Ojrre shut them as tightly as h e could, and then began t o count. \One two, three, four, five,\ and so on, and while h e was counting, why, the little j^ig was run- ning away home again. By-and-bv the (»gro bawled out \Firtyl\ and opened his eyes. Then h e saw no more, but less than h e bad seen before, for th e little pig was not there. .\nd now it was the largest of the three little pigs who began t o talk about going into tho wood for acoms. \You had better stay at home and take things as they come. Th e crock that goes often tc th e well will get broken at lost.\ Tba t was wlmt the cock, the speckled hen, the black drake, and th e gray goose said, and they though t theni- selves very wise to talk as they did. i;ut, no ; the little pig wanted to go out into th e woods, and into the woods the little pig would go. Ogre or no Ogr^. _ After he had all the ai-oms tha t h e wanted he began to think of going home again; but just then the Ogre came stumping along. \Ahal\ says he ; \wt> have met again, bave we?\ \Yes says the largest of the three littlo jjigs. \we have. .\n d I want t o say that I could find no roast apple at home, aud so I did not come back again.\ Yes, yes; that was all very fine, but they should have a settling of old scores now. Tho largest of the three littlo pigs might just come along home with the Ogre, and to-morrow he siiould be made into sausages; for there was no trickery this time. Come: con^e! the Ogre must not b e too ha ty. Ther e was such a thin g as having too much pepi>er in th e pudding. If it was sausages thut h e was after. mayl)e the pig could help him. Over home at the farm yonder was a store- bcube fllle<l with sausages and good things, more than two men could count. If tho Ogre would talk no more about chopping him into sausages, the largest of tbe three littlo i»igs would show him where this storehouse was*, and also a window where ho could just Sjueeze through. Only the Ogr e must promise to eat what he wanted, and to carry nothing away with him. Well, the 'Ogre was ready t o promise tliac, only ttiere must b e n o more fool- ing this time. Now was the little pig sure that there was no trick in th e matter ? ( h yes; the little pi g was quite sure of that. S o ofT they went together, the Ogr e and the largest of the three little pigs. By-and-by they came t o the store bouse at the farm, and there, sure enough, was a window, and i t was just large enough for th e Ogre t o squeeze through without a button t o spare in the aize. Dea r I dear ! bow th e Ogr e did stufl himself with th e sausages and pud - dings and other good things in the storehouse! By-and-by th e little pi g bawled out as loud as h e could, \Hav e you bad enough yet? \ **IlnKh-sh-sh-8h-sh-»ht\ says th e Ogr»-; \don't talk so loud or yonll b e rousing tho folks and having the m abont our ears like a swarm of l>eea-\ \Xo! \ bawled th e little big. loude r than before; \bu t tell me; bav e yo u had enough yet? \ \Yes yes,\ said the Ogre. **! have had almost enough; only Im still abont it.\ \Very well l\ bawled tbe little bigaa loud he could. \If yon bave had enongb, and yon have eaten all of tbe aansages and all of Ibe pnddzng yo n eonld alnfl; i l ia aboni limn thai yo n were goiog, fw bera eomn Ibn ~ and cwo of bis men to stir i s abotU.\ Bnl whe n tbe Ogre hear d Ibam ing he Ml nun Iha l i l \Here Tigerrcriod, \camo bouud- homengain, of th e lha t he wm gilinig nva^ an d e o he Irad to ne l enft they tell joa that this is allstnff snd nonsense that I have been telling von ; for if Ton tuns i t upside down andlm k in the bottom of it, yoa will find tbat there i s more than one grain of truth, there—that is, if you core t o scrstcii among the chafi* for it. B»Uica. i t doesn't always follow that a tra-n m m simpleton because he wmks with one eye and saya \Boo!\ And that is the end of this story.— Sarp^a Totmg People. HUaOB. Jfw 1 AI.WATS well posted— a good fence. I t is rain oc shine with a bootblac k A norSDfG appeal—\Tim e t o get np.\^ How TO get rid of surplus milk- cheese it. WoMA* of tb e world (to youthftil ad- mirer)—^\Y^ou seem t o loiow a great deal of married life. Are you married?\ Merrltt «with a blase air>—\Xu. bnimy father JuJfje. Hn {entroatingly*—\Wtm't you give m e this nex t waltz, Mis^ Violet?\ Sh e (coquettiahly)—\Perhaj»s if you press me.\ \The* bold horrid tiling—I'll do that as we dance.\— Life. SAYS Victor Hugo: \During battl,* let u s b e tht» enemies of our enemies, and after victory their brothcrrs.\ J»ut that wi 1 depend largely on how the enemy feels if th e enemy happen* t o b e th e victor.—Cotirier. A LADY i a a r^way carriage took out he r parse, took therefrom a mv* pence, .md handed it t o a well-drcssej man who was smoking. \Wha t i s this for? \ asked the smoker. \It's t o buy you a good cigar when you smoke in the presence of ladies,\ was the reply. \AUE checks fashiotiablc now,\ asked highly dreiised dud e of his tailor as h e looked over his goods. \1 don't l»e- lieve they are., sir,\ was th e l eply, \for I haven't seen any around latt 'ly.\ He looked so har d at the j oung man wl.«n he said it that it caused an absence in the shop very rai)idly- \ W.\sx'r Heru d an old man l»efore lie learned t o dance?\ a little girl a<>ked of her mother. \Why m y chUd, wha t on earth pn t thatj in yoa r ht-adif'* -Nothin g much, only I was readiag i n my Sanday-school lesson that the daughter of Herodias danctxl hfjorr Herod.\ The little girl had t o dance ofTto bed.—Tej-aft- Siftinue. A WOM.O; in Vermont is th e mothe r of tw«snty-seren chiljren. all living; andtlieydo say that when t'hristmaM time comes around, he r unfortunate husband just goes out in the deep dark woods all alone by Hm'-elf and lieu down on th e cold snow unde r a grou-- ing Christmas tree an d wee]>5 and weeps as if his heart would break.— Camhriilffe Chronicle. \31k. Joxks,\ said the end man, with th e insintiating voice for which h e ceased to b e famotis some time dtuin s the reign of Elizabeth, \^taa yo a t^l? m e how to invest money so tlmt it will go the farthest? \ \No Mr. Thomp- son, I am not awar e that 1 can. How do vou -invest mfnex '^o that i t will go thefarthe^*:^ \iThy , yo u buy postage itamps, t o b e sm -My M>n, <IOOD . tlte Ue' . . . Sfd lii« aKcd bead. -Taku note ot all thxf» pn-d \uu M, luniT.' wbat^-Vr luav eriJ In.'.' Sh-iold imgil Ht iiH't't vuc M>tne dsr. lusuJt vou an yt-u « end your *ar. SUtmId call vou namtMi. and sbodlU d<«crr Vctux rrowmn. jio* b;:ttle trr. Ju»st take no mitc of Uim. -.Ind if a-jiid voor d&ilr work Yoa s«c a uiau u bn'U «>V«r «birk Tb« lalK>r that he oujOit t.> di>: Wbo driiikH. aud driokM <|ait«> i-fteo. too: Wbo'u failfd in UuKiu«-*H tti tlaiei, oW, Wbo'H a|it t'> fail U'U tuu ^ tsuc*. Wbo a^d 4(mt.> larsclr Im^. Aad lie?, r i «iy< law lionfut delrtB. WTiy, tak^ uo u<»t« of liiui.\ \W hat you want, \ said a phy« - an t o a Dakot a editor wh o came' t o insult him, absolute rest mentally an d mor e T>hvsieal exercise for a few months.\ \Mnsnt thin k at all? \ \Jfo. sir.\ \And tak e all th e outdoor exer- cise i)Ossil»le?\ \That's it exactly.* \Bu t how a m I going t o get my liv- ing?\ \Well my advice t o yoa\is to go t o WaAliington an d ^tort sach A cor- respondence bureau a s yoa have l»em getting letters from for* th e last year. Writin g the letters will give your mind just the res t it needs while dodg'.ng yoor board bill will brin g the exer- ose.\- Evtelline Belt A Ram Avis. 'Are yo u i n se^ of any ewoutiesf* asked a lady, addressing tbe'proprietar of a dime mnsemm \We are always on tbe lookont for curionties,'* he replied, ^and wiling at all times t o enter into negotiat'ons for the exhibition of anything extraordi- naiy. What have yo u got? A giant, dwarf, a monstrosity \ *A rare enrioeity.* answered tb e lady. short. I bave s servant who is not only neat and ^y, atkd un- derstands ber dnliea, but i s alao polite and ladylike In speerli and mwrnner, sAd does not ask for ntore than » n^bl in a week.\ \Good gracaons. madam! yoa don*! say so! she will be n inine tor tis—prize! why, there is Uhe ber in tbe conntiy. Bring her along al once, and she can namn hnr n aalary.'—Boston Courier. I Tb e aaHy aiMn IB io oompletr ignoraamof 1 _ ot^ciL TI»fint«aU«iUak< anl.<r>>roii«lit«H par on. «aTjttaavaMii«ti>«l<^l •ttfaatpriivforMMnlTMa. XHflm ibawvte boac'at ao r tW— • H - IIM7 mM it to flw ail*, M awa(.t>rinifcritaa It wd amnna that a vaHk ana a. lav as
