Crawfordsville Review, Crawfordsville, Montgomery County, 19 August 1871 — Page 1

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Poetry,

DAWN AND SUNDOWN.

oD- •*.«.»". »T xtu.t* w. cAmpKjmiB. T«* rain Is 1rifilnjr down «£*ln It c«ecp« tcrxis th« ro e-p nk lawn, 13«»s it trembles th« *i«iow pane,

And round Hie hill It* rell I# drawn. .*?•«

,e Oh. cold and lone th» day will tJ?° '-'fitiW

no

warmth, It brine* to me

%"or f.io. tny lor*:! my lore! to day Wait in Uie tweet South far away.

Bow watt yon In tome (rra»»y place. Beneath an arch of bowerf tree*,

*Vf'*s"«nil» upon your uptnrned Dice Yonr hand* cla.«pet Hiy on your kneeaf ,i My IOTCI my lovel the day i« dark .!.»*• Th? rain 1* nnll and cold and bark I ,«.

The wind 1» np: I hear the sea That wparatcc yon. dear, from mc.

••*. What h*tpy «nn »hlnca In yonr eyo«T Wnat flower* fraace aliont yon bloom? Wh*t rare sequestered beaoty Ilea 1'ar In the l-iw hills'purpliab ij oomf .t The garden !eave« abont me fall.

Ttte rl,-. hang icoseiy on the wall And, hu«h *cr«*-the »torm come*, faint. Toe rlnx-doreV marmariug. low complaint.

De*r lore 1 when In *ome *UI1 noonday Yonr rapt hi (fiance yon Northward tnrn, I cat alight here, far away,

Fannod with the air* of ewoet Anverjjnc Yonr fare romti In my rleep—a star To pnidc me thnuiih :ny dream* afar: I fe-l a klfn on cfre-ik ami hair, And then oh, then, t.bc day dawna fair.

Throntrh «nmmcr honr* onr love was born •:f he warer shone about onr eel The Be d* were green with growing corn.

And Jnnc lan^'h'-d low In lane and street. O love! my lovel In day* like thefc, Whe wc two airbed the birds and bees

*. Fla.«h through the flowers ahont our door,, We a*kcd the wo Id for nothing more,

,,v What If the ship which bears yon home ,,i Olio* fti 11 ntf by the snnltt strand. While weeping, hero I watch and roam

In memory'- tender, twl Ijfht land? O love! my lovel I watch and wall Tbo land with rain Is dCHolatc. A-.d all tlie llae U»M of the sea Lie* now betwixt the light and me. Bo, on and on my thought* are led:

I hide my tear* against, the wall, And. dreaming thnn 1 hear the tread (if nnk own fuet alon* the hall. I dare not look* Ali, heaven#I if he Khould come this ra ny day to me, Then a I these rait-dropa, shining cold, Would turn to bltM ol burning gold! —U/ij/iiicotrs Magazine*

Miscellany.

A Canad an Romance.

he not only olti-red ardent suit, but confided in confidence his position and expectations." Trusting his honest face and manner, the worthy blacksmith favored his j)reU5nion.s trusting his love and honor, the humble belle of the village returned his honorable passion, aud, as a consequence, there followed a wedding, of whicn the elder spinsters and sages of Stratford could not predict too much evil. Af'.er a few happy weeks of married life Stirling infor.ued his wife that he must visit New Orleans, aud took leave of her with a promise to write very soon. Then, of coutsj, the I-told-you-so's ol the village were sure that lie would never come back again, aud chorused hints and fears innumerable to that ell.'Ct but, to thi ir discomfiture, the Englishman reappeared at Stratford even earlier than he had promised, and his calumniators acknowledged their defeat by an abashed sLlonec. Only a few days from thence, however, after receiving a formidable bundle of letters bearing foreign st marks, the young husband declared that he must return iiumoiiiately to England, and alone. Without a thought of distrust or a single question the wile bade him go and from the hour of his going until alter two years had elapsed she never sow nor heard from him ngatn. This tinio the social critics of the village were sure of the verification of ail their predictions, and only the wife hers It belii vod that it was not a final desertion. In the t»'o years of absence and t,Hence on one part, and trustful waiting on the other, a son was born to Mis Stirling and helped lier to bear the more patiently the trial of the lather's absence but, at the cud of the period named word came across the Atltintic from that father himself briefly asking ihe wife and mother to go at once to New York, from whence to embark, as directed, for a new home in England.

Coming hither with her babe, she found that the ship named had apartments splendidly furnished for her use, and two servants to oVy her every wish during the voyage. Unquostioningly still, but full of happy hopes, she sailed for old England, to be there received by her delighted husband in his truecharactcr of heir to a uame and estate second to none in the English baroneUure, and to entertain a luxurious home under the title of Lady Stulinjr. By her beauty, virtues, and simple graces 'ing honor to the "station unto which she was not born," the village blacksmith's dftUghvr passed many happy years before following her husband. Sir Samuel Stirling, to the grave. After his father's death, the son succeeded to the title aud estate and the mention of him in the last Peerage and Bjronetagas the fcsje of the former Miss Folsonv of Stratfoid, North Amcrci," is what incites the Canadian piper to tell the above romantic story his parents' courtship and marriage.

THB New York Tribune says: "A little very simple knowledge would go a great way in warm weather. Here area party of amateur sportsmen coming home in disgust on account of musquitoes, and thousands of stay-at homes who find liie at home unendurable on any terms for flies. If either party knew it, carbolic acid is the 6overeign remedy for all their troubles. A few drops evap rated in a room or poured upon the clothes will keep the winged pests at a safe distance and if the pure crystalizcd acid is used, no great annoyance will result to human beings. Restaurant keepers ought to know this, and keep the swarms of flics away from their windows, where they settle and buzz to the torment of passers. The musty taste of the Oroton wnter complaiued of by those who make its acquaintance newly every summer, may be corrected by throwing few scraps of sheet iron into the

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or cooler. -This prevents water

from decomposing, and keeps it pure and sweet. It will even preserve the water from i*Wholesome and offensive dn long sea voyages. People ape constantly rushing about in the hot sun complaining of headaches and giddiness, when all they need, for safety ana comfort is a wet haadkercbi^f in tlie crown of the hat

Court—^Waiting on half a

dozen girls at the same time

VOL. XXII.

XEXT DOOR TO BCLLIJUS'S.

I LIVE at Boxley Down, and am Next door to Bullman s." The deserted house I have taken was never christened. It has been called by various name3, cach man who came to it giving it a new appellation. I prefer to have a local habitation without a name—'-The post of honor is a private station." that 13 my motto bills are therefore sent as due from Next door to Hulliman's," as^ ^ey

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paid.

Buiiiman'3 is a ladies' school. There is no male Bulliman. There wss one, who, says his mild relict, was au officer in her Majesty's forces." Officer is a wide word. There are oflcers in her Majesty's customs, and in the local police—a force which, though very eficii nt, ha3 the benefit of b.-iasj totally coniposied of officers. But the deceased Bulliman—meek Id low, with a tremendous beard, a weak htad, and a consumptive chest—wss neither in the police, nor in the customs, nor in the Post Ofice. lldther was Bulliman an officer in any regiment. Re served, however, in the Crimea,- and his grateful country has pensioned his widow In so insufficient a way that Mrs. Bulliman is f*dn to keep school The truth is, that William Lulliman was in the Commissariat Department and, being of a tender conscience a well as having a consumptive cheat," he, after the terrible revelations about our starving troops and famished horses, "took ill," and died. lie as a tender-hearted fellow, and never ought to have been called Bulliman," said his widow, as if there was something terrible in the naaie.

TiiKnn is credited to a Canadian paper, called the 8t. Mary's Vedette, a pleasant and romantic little social reminiscence, which, while prompt fid by a line in the last edition of the "Peerage and Bironetage" of England, refers to one of the humblest stations iu Atncric »n life. Among the travelers brought by a stage coach to the tavern of the village of Stratford, Canada, many ytars ago, was a young man of rather boyish countenance but not undignified bearing, who, attracted by the pleasant seen try of the place, and its op porlunUlcs for fishim and hunting, lingered on at the inn many weeks beyond his apparent first intuniion. Known as Sterling, and believed to be from England, ho was for sorno time credited only with the whim of a iree and ''isy young tourist enjoying an interval of rur.il indolence between City sight-seeiugs but at last the true ruison of his delay was discovered. Immediately across the road from the tavern stood tlu* czy cottage and sparkling forge of the village blacksmith, named Folsom, whose only daughter was a girl of extraordinary beauty and the belle of the place. From spending certain idle hours in the smithy, the young stranger had. contracted quite an intimacy with the smith, and thus, by degrees, formed an acquaintance with the family ami a lortnight's incidental association with the beautiful daughter was what had caused the weeks of his stay in Stratford to lengthen unnoticed into months. In short, this English youth upon his travels fell in love to a depth deeper than all flirtations with the blacksmith's child, aud was manly enough to confess as much to her and to school, and was rather high-church. She '"""i '"ami Tood—as many were, no her father. The latter he frankly told affected the sermons of the Rev. Pincher ,. jark you never should be second that his feelings in the matter had bccome Twills, who vacillated between evangcli-

His widow was a faint-hearted, mild little creature, as any one might see but she hai two little children, as different from herself and the deceased officer as well could be. Her theory about the matter was, that they favored grandfather and from tne stories told about him, I think they mu3t have done so. Grandfather Bullim&u—a fine, dashing iellow—had been a parson, and was an officer in a very dilTerent army. From the story of his life, one might have supposed that the reverend Bulliman acted up to his name, and tlwt h.s son's spirit was thereby crushed.rf By the rale of contrary, he had married a very meek, Viut tall creaturc, whose nature htfrJ been bequeathed to the "officer," «vliile the fierceness and dash of the gallant drill Eergeant in the ranks of the Onetyfirst regiment was given to his grandchildren, Dick and Katey. Happily, toward their mother these children showed nothing but tenderness and lovo.

Dick had been well educated, as the children of most genteel widows are. Poor creatures, how they do pinch and screw for the result and sometimes how poor a one it is! Dick, however, did all in his power to make his mother happy came out well in his examinations, went in for chemistry, and was soon dccently employed in the analysis of water, sewage, and other pleasant matters. The British public, a year or two ago, had a scientific craze, and Dick was lucky in taking advantage of it. He was not at present highly paid, but he delighted in his work, and was full of ho[e. Katey helped her mother in the school, and was rather high-church. She

much Htrongcr and more serious than he cal preaching and an ornamental ritual much Btronger anu more scnoua man ne cal preaching ana an ornameniai ruutu Tqck*" had intended they should be that his was ritualistic in his nervice, and evangeli- Vven the sootliinff and gentle pinch she station in life was much above blacksmith- a'. in his sermons and who, consequent- ..

iam but that, bsuig 10?c boyond the iy pleased neither party. Katey react St. Tack to that reference to his passpower of recantation, he wished to marry Augustine and St. Thomas a Kempis— That immense number lay heavy on hnv»..nffiadv «»d.Wdne. lime. TOiBO her wmit. so fur »K to date. On the eve of St. )n3~ I hat immense numuer the young lady, and, in due time, rinse her

the names of the apostles, as if each was named Samuel and was very Darticularin turning to the east. Her chief ..ve for ritualism was, however, seen in the decorating the miserably ugly brick and stone church of Boxley Down, built in the style of the celebrated 1940 Gothic.

Dick Bulliman's dash, courage, good humor and fun, made him a great lavorite so much so that when he came to Boxley Down, he had to sleep in a far distant cot from the seminary, where he smoked like a lime-kiln, aud kept, it was eupposed, unearthly hours. As, however, he was found,, winter and summer, splashing in a huge washiug tub—an extemporized bath —at six in the morning, these wild reports are. to be put down as exaggerations. Katey defended Dick in any of his excesses, and against all-enemies and a dozen or so young people at Bulliman's—who were instructed in primness, preciseness, piety, and pretty ways by Mrs. Katey Bulliman —all agreed that schoolmistresses' sons were generally boors, but that Mr. Richard was a fine young fellow.

In the deserted cottage with no name, a large and productive garden, a fine view at the back, and a roomy interior, iu which Hived, I had for my companion Jack Romilly of the —th. a crack regiment, almost equal to the celebrated Ninety-first, and has all the victories of Great Britain inscribed upon its fiags. Jack was rather stuoid than otherwise at college had come away thence without distinction but having something to do,, he, with that tremendous resolution which dull people have, went in and did it. He proceeded to the school of the most celebrated crammer in town or country at Croydon, worked like a horse upon system, and came out at the very head of the direct commission examination with the enormous and utterly incomprehensible number below. There you see his name

Romil ly. John-Private tuition-l ,203,406. Was he not a clever fellow Jack never, to this day, knew how he did it and, after his success, presented a gold watch to Capt Stuffem, his crammer, and relapsed into his stupidity.

He had one other noticeable element iu him, this Jack Romilly. He was jealous. He was jealous of me, his old friend and college chum jealous of his dog, Gyp,a black Pomeranian, of distinguished family. Alter smoking a pipe in a friendly manner and .dining with great good nature, his jealousy would suddenly boil up, and Jack would say ,•

You seemed to be precious glad to see Smith?' I was that," I would answer.

Another puff, and— You are precious fond of Smith Not more than yon are of that word precious. Yes I like him." "Do you? I think he's a conceited pup." "No.you. doa't, Jack Romilly. "ion should hear how well he spoke of you! He's a good fellow only he had just run down from town, had a little while to stay, and I made him welcome."

Because, Jack, you are what the song

^Then I would tune up— "Tell u*, jeJealone-paUd •wains'." Now, don't bo a iool, Tompkins! srich, dear reader—do ntft despise me—is my farcical name—" Don't be a fool! Don't call me a

Jealous-pated swain, and I will

make it up." Simple tellow! In five minntes we were the best friends. With all his dullness, and the Immense weight of marks upon him iind upon his conscience, I liked to talk to-handsome Jack Romilly better than to many a more brilliant man. He had a good heart end a fine sense and his talk had a soothing, wise method about it that was very pleasing. Y»'t, every now and then ftiVfl sensible, good felloir was disfigured with goats of jealousy even, as I said, with his dog.

Gyp, ywi little flirt!" he would say, BO to your master—there he la his name li Tompkins."

Upon this, Gyp would look sadly into hia and put one paw np, as if to plead with hiai. juat your sex," he would say,

spitefully. "Don't you love him. Gyp." L'pon which the poor brute would whine, and I would break out with my song— "Tell me, ye jealons-pated swains!"

The reason why Jack Romillv came and dwelt at Boxley was two fold. I fondly believe he c«me down to Boxley to tee me —partly, of course. There was anothr-r reason. He was in love with a young lady of—what he called—-"a charming exterior, and good workmanship, admirably finished ai:d thoroughly well furnished.'* I gathered from this, that Lucy Spofforthwas well built, and had a good education and I was not mistaken.

Clear hazel eyes—very keen, very merry and honest—an oval face, and what Jack termed an Austrian chin a small, capable forehead, the hair brought down somewhat low and worn very plain a clear, fair complexion, and dark, chestnut hair a throat very white, and beautifully set upon well-formed shoulders a height five feet four and a movement tt oncc quick, graceful and dignified, distinguished Miss Lucy. But more than these, her sweet manners her open, frank ways her sweet, resonant voice her address—so kindly that it put every one at his or her ease, yet so ladylike that none ever took, or' thought of taking, a liberty with ncr. Such was Lucy SpofTbrth made both to delight and to plague Jack. She would np more have dreamed of being jealous than she would have dreamed of rivaling l^Ira.Crummies, and of standing on her head on the top of a pike-staff, and in the midst of fireworks.

Whatever Lucy did, seemed proper, graceful and natural. Jack was deeply in love with her, and showed it in the modern Way—by staring at her for hours after he was accepted sighing walking with her in dull silence remarking that it was an uncommon fine day," and that he did so wish she had been with him to the Op«ra or the Zoo."

Why, Jack," she would say, "Boxley i3 ever so much better than Zoo! See, what a breeze we have Acres upon acres, and thousands of cherry orchards, of strawberry fields, or raspberries and currants!"

But think of Downy ones," he would say! "Oh, Lucy, you should have seen the dresses at the Zoo!"

So gay! so fine!" cried Lucy. Why, I should have looked quite a shabby thing, and-you know, Jack, I should have had to have anew dress!"

Pshaw!—nonsense!" returned Jack ycu always look well-dresse l, Lucy!" That's what you say," laughed Lucy, "every man in love thinks the woman he is in love with well enough dressed, because she costs money!"

Now, don't fay that, Lucy, don't say that' You know I would dress you in gold, if I could and," he added soberly, if I thought it would please you!"

Luckily, you know it would not, Jack, she answered. "You belong to a noble profession. What would please me is for you to succeed in it—moderately, of course, and to become the most noble and the most learned soldier in the world. Look at the number of marks that you gained, after Ik ing at the head of so many aspirants

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ndus! Is that

Jack

ly, pleased neither party. Katey read St. .. nooo.

went so far as to date, On the eve of St.

bUU JfUUU^ 1UUV, uiiu, iu uuv wutw, vvvilb ru lax fcv uww, to his own position. To th« girl herself Michael," aud always prefixed S before

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ear did not

ing. That immense number lay heavy on his soul. Why, Lucy, you know it was all cram "Others crammed, too, Jack but you were first!"

Thus Lucy settled the whole matter. In her eyes Jack was a hero. She was in love with the young Lieutenant, and determined to urge him to fulfill her amit on

And thus it was at Boxley Down that these innocents found again a taste of Paradise. Jack was to be married as soon as he got his company, and Jack's father was already in connection with Craig court and, no doubt., by a judicious mixture of purchase, allowed by our virtuous and happy country, young Romilly, who was well connected, would not have to wait long.

Dick Bulliman was dreaming of making some wonderful discovery chemistrv he had already evolved a curious salt of no use to anyone. Katy Bulliman was busy with her school, and with making her mother comfortable and I was dreaming of—no matter not even the Downy onesoi Boxley shall know.

One day not far from Christmas so said many of us!—when matters 'were proceeding in this pastoral manner, Jack tomilly came in, silent and depressed. He gave Gyp a cuff because the poor animal fawned on him, threw the Saturday Review to the end of the room, and threw himself upon the sofa.

What's the matter. Jack? I asked. Jack groaned plaintively. Is it so bad as that!"

Worse!" he said as bad as bad can be. My dear boy, never place you heart, as I have done, upon so frail a thing as woman." ,.

Jack," said I, don be foolish. I may be foolish," said he, bitterly, when Lucy is false."

Pshaw, my dear fellow you will be angry with yourself for saying so. What do you mean?"

In answer to this, Jack took out his watch, sighed heavily, and told me that in a few minutes we would be able to see. "At four o'clock, every other afternoon, that false girl," he said, "goes courting— absolutely courting—Dick Bulliman.

Lucy was a favorite of mine, and I would not hear her abused. I told Jack so and he, soberly sad and full of argument—so certain that he was right—heard all that I said with calmness, and again drew out his watch.

Now!" he cried, now's the time. Come np into my bedroom—we shall not be observed there—and from the window we can observe Bulliman's garden.

At four o'clock precisely, Miss Lucy Spofforth opened Bulliman's front gate, walked through the neat little forecourt they dignified by the name of garden, and we heard—Jack heard as if it were the crack of doom—her neat, little, aristocratic double-knock on Bulliman's front door

Jack's nature was, as Lucy had assured

me

To the total exclusion of me. I had to saunter- aboci this cussed Down, at your. hQCls."

—for I was in confidence with the two —a large one. I don't like large natures, if they are anything like Jack's. I have been assured that Lord Byron was a large nature and I have tound, as a rule, that these large natures are generally of a poetic, tumultuous, greedy, ambitious, not to say selfish, kind and that the poor and wretched small" natures are expected to do all the kind work and self sacrifice.

Jack, therefore, directly he saw Lucy, and heard that knock, turned a sort of green and, treating me as an extempore Iago, hisstd, literally hissed—the heroics of the stage being but faint copies of the exaggerated passions of these large natures.

What does she do at Bulliman's She, who is above them in rank and social position What does she do [N. B.—I may here remark that the Downy ones of Boxley who live on their means never visit another Downy who is in trade, or even a profession and that the old church at Boxley is carefully divided into first, second, and third class pewa—so aristocratic are we

Do!"' I cried. You great muff you! Why, she goes to take music lessons of Miss Bulliman."

Does she sneered Jack.

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CRAWFORDSVILLE, MONTGOMERY. COUM Y, INDIANA, AUGUST 19, 1871.

"Dont go. Jack I" I cried "you will repent it. You do not know these people."

Beg pardon, I do. I have been introduced to them but I haye_ been making inquiries—"

Dash your inquiries!" I jerked in. And my opinion, is made up. I have .learned all atiout it She has visited this house for a fortnight thus and has never told mei"

This staggered me. Well, Dick Bulliman was a clever, good fello .v. Had Lucy got tired of her great nature' "Come on!" again cried Jack.

Aud pushiBg me down stairs, he seized his hat, put mine on, and we went down stairs quick foot, as they say in the coun try across the water.

Down stairs we went on tiptoe. Why

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sitting down .and we heard the latter say: He has sent me a cruel letter, my dear •—a very cruel letter and I am afraid I ntust not come here again."

tucy and MissBuMm^ana

Can you fight, sir?" said Jack, with a great amount of bitterness. You are a man of peace." 4

I'm a man of science, said Dick, slowly not necessarily a man of peace. I can fight if I want."

Then, sir, you must fight me. I am an officer in Her Majesty's service. You have taken away my only hope—my only love."

Here Lucy began to show a white feather that is, she cried a bit, and looked at Jack with some admiration she knew that it was all his love.

I have done nothing of the sort," said Dick. "Hove Miss Lucy as I love an angel, that's all but I know that she is bound to you—and, Mr. Romilly, I am a gentleman."

And the son of an officer," whimpered Mrs. Bulliman. But if you wish me to fight for Miss Lucy, I'm willing," said Dick, only let me choose my own weapons. I'm going in heavily for poisons. I've a new salt. Let me give you a dose, and I'll take a dose, too and toss up for an emetic. If you die, I'll make observations on you, and immortalize you as the first victim. That's quite as sensible as the pistol business."

Jack looked very much like a fool so did I. I thought we'd better go again but Lucy had given one of those bright, truthful, triumphant looks of hers and Jack was on his knees, holding her hand, and calling himself an idiot, and begging pardon heartily.

Lucy put her soft hand on his forehead, and looking fondly into his dark eyes, so resplendent now, said

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Bulliman all to shivers at music. T&ke lesson? in organic chemistry, you mean. Come along. I'll^settle this.'

A Church' Election in England. ..

A REMARKABLE eventoccurred recently in England, which does not seem to have attracted the attention of our usually Ar-gus-eyed --journalists. In the primitive colliery town of Bliston, au election took place Without politicians, and where the hustings were unadorned by the traditional Whig yellow and Tory blue. It appears that the rectorship of the village church is in the gift" of the parishioners and when it happens—as at some time or other it must—the rector dies, the parish iff called on en masse to choose his successor, iiowby "the parish" is not only meant the congregation, or flock of the church, as with us, but the term include all the inhabitants, of whatever religions faith, or no faith, residing within certain geographical limits. It ifl a poutteal and geographical, rather than an eccle'siaViical tenn. The theory of church allied to State is, that it compriaes the

whole nation ecclesiastically organized so that all the inhabitants are, by a fiction of law, members of the State church. The election at Bliston, therefore, was worthy of note for two Tcasons: because it wa3 conducted Just as English political elections are conducted ,• and because, by the rule of household suffrage, Roman Catholics, Dissenters, and Jews, and, for thit matter, people unconscious of any_ persuasion" whatever, were found voting an incumbent for lite into a Church of England "cure of souls." The scenes at the election had all the indecorous vivacity which traditionally marks 1 hchoice ol the undaunted Briton of knights and burgesses to Parliament. There were crowds, unlimited beer, chaffing, rioting and brickbat throwing cabs were hid behind enormous placards which bore the names of the rival clergymen, and conveyed infirm

or the .3ilve7f^i™prldV«°i'f "to m!,ttcr»Cdid nS w?»»w MisfBl? ?t »Sr 83 the throwing of ted eats

the nomination took place in the sacred precincts of the vestry." This nomination at the vestry—which preceded, as in the parliamentary elections, the polling of the votes—must have been a curious scene. There were cheers, yells, and groans," from the excited crowd, re echoing through nave and chancel the chairman waxed wroth and, irritated by the noisy women, intimated that the ladies present were widows waiting for husbands." A speaker

Jack gave me a cruel drive with his el-. bow, such a cruel drive as I do not want again to have just below my false ribs and_ then he again hissed: «"Tis my letter! I_will unmask the hypocrite! Come on!" said "they wanfe'd a full-grown man "the

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resolute and cer.ainly offensive tones. yrd, some of the "ladies" flourished their I know all, Miss Spofforth. I have ^onncts and chattered with malicious inheard what you have said—I have my wit-

nesa here." He threw back his great hand in his eagerness, and knocked my hat? down with a crash—I had taken it off po I DT«11{mAn Wfli Arrt Vil VL RT 1

litely to Miss Bulliman, whom I rather admired—and he said, fixing his large fi-rce eyes upon pretty Miss Lucy, I have done you forever."

Hereupon, Lucy, who was but young and very much in love, gave a great scream and went off." Miss Bulliman went off too, but not in dead faint called Jack Romilly a coward, and sang out foi: her brother Dick. In came Dick and his mother, too and without any words, soon bv vinegar and smelling-salt—Dick's chemicals were always preferred at Bulliman's as being so powerful—brought her to. Meanwhile I and Jack Romilly stood like two guilty and intruding fools Jack suffering—as he afterward confessed—the torments of a place of which he has, I am sure, no experience, at witnessing the tender dexterity of Dick Bulliman and the fainting of Lucy. When the young lady was well recovered, Jack and I—for I had to follow that great nature's lead—"thought that we had better go." "No—don't," cried Katey Bullipian.

We must settle accounts with you, gentlemen. Dick, stop thorn." My good Katey," said Dick, shutting the door, I dare say that they won't go. What's the row

in the midst of the harangue of a

tfent ail( one

of them, to prove that she

was not, as the chairman charged, a girl, thrust her wedding-ring in his face the reverend aspirants tried to speak, and were hooted and the meeting broke up in disorder. This is only one of the multitude of anomalies presented by the state establishment, one of many proofs how badly the connection works for the good of the Church itself. That a clergyman of one sect should be chosen by a jumbled up "crowd, composed of all sects and none, is rather more "democratic" and "leveling" than even the so-much-dreaded institutions of America itself.—ApjMoris Journal.....

A Successful Peace Movement.

The stpry of the Infidel's Sheep reminds some one of another story about sheep, which is almost as good. He had it from the lips of the late William Ladd, of Minot, Me., the famous old peace man of a past generation.

He said he once had a neighbor by the name of who was slack and careless about his fences, and whose sheep, as a Natural consequence, became breachy," and very troublesome. They often found their way into his mowing'fields, and greatly irritated himself and his hired hands," so that they finally threatened to shoot them if they were not kept within their bounds. But nothing availed. obstinately refused to mend his fence, or take any pains to keep his sheep out of his neighbor's field.

While matters were in this disagreeable condition, Mr. Ladd said that it occurred to him that he was not carrying out his peace principles very faithfully in his dealings with neighbor So he resolved on a different line of action and, going to the fence of a field in which he saw at work, he called to him.

What do you want, 'squire was the bluff answer. I want to talk to you about those sheep," replied Ladd.

I don't want to hear anything more about the sheep," was 's rejoinder. You may shoot them and be hanged, if you want to I ain't a going to do anything with them." "No,"said Ladd, "I am not going to shoot them, nor hurt them, but I want you to let me lake your sheep into my pasture and keep them for you."

Oh, yes," replied that would be a nice plan to get rid of my sheep." Neighbor," said Ladd, "if one of your sheep is lost in my pasture, I will pay its full value."

By this timeP had become sufficiently interested in the matter under discussion to cease from his hoeing and turn 'toward Mr. Ladd. "Are you in earnest,'squire?" said he.

To be sure I am," replied Ladd. You see it would be economy to pasture your sheep, rather than to have them in my fields and I would guarantee the safety

SDlendent now saia: of every sheep you will drive into my My^ear Jack, your large nature will, pasture for I don't intend to have any some time, comprehend my small but more quarrelmg about them with my

8ire°

°P—Wed sharply a. the old peaoe

But what were you doing here, Lucy man for a moment, and then siid. 1 ou said Jack —he had thanked her, it seem3, may go along, squire, 111 take caie

'°baUM ffknoS li'wih't mt£ "ISd he a, good as his word Ladd

"No," said Katey "except that Miss Spofforth gives me, now and then, a lesson. She plays beautifully."

And it was nos science," said Dick for in my laboratory, I make such an hwful smell and smoke that I should choke any woman."

nover had any occasion to complain of

a

fter that day, that he was not as

good a neighbor as he wished to have.

A Tough Story.

SQUIKE K., a well-known barrister of

iv woman. Belknap, having occasion to transact some Then what was it again urged Jack, business at the Ossipee Court, found a tew "God blesaherf cried that dear Mrs. days at his disposal which lis determined Bulliman. She was aiding me, buying to spend in trouting in the mountain her own stores, and making bandages md brooks. In company with an artistfnend, charpie for the wounded, and preparing he wandered several miles into the coun-' the Boxley Down box for Col. Lloyd try.

Night came

Lindsay and the national society in aid of concluded to spend the night at a far"1 the sick and wounded in this dreadful house, if permission ould be obtained,

and the'pain and of the thousands of poor iegai friend should be at court at eight next widows! And I shall be a soldier's wife, day, the good dame arose early andpreparjack!" ed breakfast by the light of a tallow candle.

God bless you, and forgive me, Lucy! The anglers were seated at the table in a But why," cried the jealous-pated swain,

why did you not tell me lady was engaged over a scizzlmg frymgBecause I should not let my right pan on the stove. How this steak, i., hand know what my left hand does and tough, hey asked the lawyer, sotto voce you, Jack, are my right hand!"

S—It's all right now! Jack and Lucy are as fond as ever and Katey— well, Diok is an uncommonly good fellow and I'm so glad that I live "Next door to Bulliman's!"—Once a Week.

down and the sportsmen

and return early next morning to the vu-

Think, Jack," said Lucy, think for a ]age, A. cherry-faced oil lady granted moment of the hundreds of poor men who permission to remain under her roof that lie in a^ony of the wounds, the fever,

aight.

Now, as it was necessary that our

dark corner

of the kitchen, while the old

Don't know: why By Jove, lean chew the stuff!" continued he. V\ iping the sweat from his forehead, he another effort to masticate the mouthful, then shouted, My good woman, will you be kind enough to see why this steak is so very tough?" The pleasant-faced old lady appeared with her candle, wiped the moisture from her spectacles, and looked at the plate, dropped the tallow candle into the lawyer's lap .and shouted with horror, Great State of Hampshire! I ve fried my holder!"

THE inundation of 1771, which swept away a great part of the old Tyne Bridge, Newcastle, was long remembered and alluded to with emphasi3 as "the flood. On one occasion Mr. Adam Thompson was put into the witness-box at the assizer The counsel, asking his name, received for answer "Adam, sir*—Adam .Thompson." "Where do you liver" At Paradise, sir." (Paradise is a ullage about a mile and a half west of Newcastle. )^And how long have yon dwelt in Paradise?* continue the barrister. Ever since the flood," was the reply, made mall simplicity and with no Intention to raise a laugit His needless to say that the judge asked for as explanation.

MISCELLANEOUS 1TEX8.

How was Jonah punished Whaled. DURING the pas' year 134 divorces were granted in St. Louis.

GUEAT BRITAIN only lost 27,009 letters out of 940,000,000 posted in 1&70. ACCORDING to the official rep'ort, the British Museum of London was visited by 427,247 persons in JS70.

WIIII.E a California wasp and tarantula were fighting, a toad swallowed both aud soon after expired in great pain.

THE Washington Life Insurance Company is increasing more than two thousand dollars per day, above all losses and expenses.

IF you want to eat just such a pudding as your mother made when you were a boy, you must somehow revive a boy's appetite and palate.

Josir BILLINGS says: Adversity ha3 the same effekton a man that severe training duz on the pugilist—it reduces him tew .his fighting weight.

A TITDSVILLE oil prince ground a lame soldier's hand organ and collected stamps the other night, realizing $20 for the veteran in a short time.

DR. RUSSELL says the reason why Sunday is the hottest day of the week is because people have nothing else to do but scrutinize the weather.

How strange that my wife and mother should oppose life insurance! Death comes! A husband and father falls! Then poverty comes! Insure in the Mutual Life, of Chicago.

The pastor of the Baptist Church in Cambridge, Mo., baptized two young ladies the other day, and then married one of them right there in the church, before she had time to get dry.

I FEAR," said a country minister to his flock, when I explained to you in my last charity sermon that philanthrophy was the love of our species, you must have misunderstood me to say specie, which may account for the smallncss of the collection. You will prove, I hope, by your present contribution that you are no longer laboring under the same mistake."

A RELIGIOUS paper prints the following paragraph: It is asked of all newspapers, desiring the spread of truth and the destruction of error, that they publish this request and prayer to Almighty Power, that on the three first Sunday nights in October, 1871, there shall appear in the heavens a distinct light in the shape of a great cross and, furthermore, all good people are urged to pray earnestly for this miraculous sign.

A FEW days since a gentleman entered a photographic saloon in Boston, and asked the proprietor if it was a good day for taking pictures. The proprietor looked carelessly up and replied^ that it was. "Well," remarked the visitor, "look at me and see if you think you could get a likeness of me!" The artist this time took a good square look, and in a few momenta studied out the features of his father, whom he had not seen for many years.

A NEW BRITAIN pastor was a bit careless the other day, in his selections of the to-be-omitted portions of the good old hymn, in which occur these lino9:

Shall each a worthless worm aa I Be found at thy right hand?".

The next stanza was omitted, and the choir commenced singing: "Prevent it, prevent It by Thy grace." Those who were not using. their hymn books went home with the impression that there must have been some mistake. .:

AN English writer has been engaged in estimating the amount of gold in the world in bulk. He says it could—melted in a lump—be contained in a cellar twentyfour feet square by sixteen feet in depth. Says, too, that all the boasted wealth taken from tbe gold mines of California and Australia could be melted and put into an iron safe nine feet high and nine ft et square. A small lump, indeed, to cause as_ much labor and sacrifice as it has to obtain it.

THE Montello, (Wis.) Express says Michael Uroulkie was walking through his corn patch one day recently, and found a large overgrown ear, and supposing it to be a false or a smut ear, plucked it and strioped off the husks, when he found a perfect ear of corn, covered with kernels, of the size and shape of a human hand. The wrist and palm are almost perfect, with thumb and fingers in their proper places for a left hand, allot" appropriate ength, and all properly adjusted, only there are six fingers instead of four, and two of them are grown together.

NOT many miles from Boston a certain farmer owned a contrary horse. While driving home with a load of hay some time since, the horse concluded not to move any further whereupon the farmer pulled out a small quantity of the hay, placed it under the horse and set fire to it. The fire had the desired effect, for it obliged the horse to move. He started forward just enough to clear the flames, and the entire load, with the wagon, was destroyed, the farmer having as much as he could do to clear the horse from the wagon in season to save his life.

AT Cape May, the other day, a rich Philadelphian espie* a charming girl struggling all alone in the breakers, and allantly proposed to learn her to swim, jhe thankfully accepted the offer, and quite a flirtation ensued. Quoth the Philadelphian "Are you staying at the Stockton, Miss—?" "Murphy," with a sly glance upward. "Miss Murphy—ah! You are stopping at the—?" "Stockton yes, sir." "Ah! Are your parents with you "No, flir." "Your brother, possibly?''

No, sir." "Ah, I have it you are here with your friends!" "No, sir," a very perceptible smile breaking over her countenance. Excuse my seeming impertinence, Miss Murphy, but I am extremely anxious to know in what capacity you are here?" am in the bikc-houte, sir." Philadelphia retired with dignity. —"Hallo, there, capting," said a Brother Jonathan to the captain of a canal packet on the Erie canal: what do you charge for passage?" Three cents per mile, and boarded, said the captain. Wa'al, I guess 111 take passage, capting, seeing as how I'm kinder gin out walking so far.' Accordingly he got on board as the steward was ringing for dinner. Jonathan sat down and began demolishing the fixins," to the utter consternation of the captain, until he had cleared the table of all that was eatable, when he got up and went on deck, picking his teeth very comfortably.

How far is it, capting, from here to where I got on board? "Nearly a mile and a mile and a half," said the captain. Let see," said Jonathan "that would be just ur and a half cents but never mind, cap ting, I won't be small. Here's five cents, which pays my fare to here. I guess I'll go ashore now. I'm kinder rested eout.'

BARON JAMES DE ROTHSCHILD, during thjj Communist period in Paris, was one miming seated in his cabinet, when two fellows from the faubourgs, armed to the teeth, entered and asked to be shown in to citizen Rothschild. "Gentlemen," he said, what can I do for you Well, this is what we have got to say. You have millions of money, and the people want bread so you must share, or if not"— Siare Yery well. How many are you in France?" "Perhaps thirty millions."

And how much money do you suppose I have r" Say a hundred and fifty millions." "Well, then, among thirty millions that makes Ave france a head. You are two here are ten francs for you, and now we are quits" The men were so confounded by the argument, and by the rapidity with which the whole incident occurred, they took the money and disappeared.

REVIEW.

TDLB BBN was 0 nanghty boy (If you plirase, thli storj's trne:1 He caused his tea. here great, annoy,

And hia worthy parents too. Idle Ren. in a boa tfiil way. To his anxlons parents told. That, while he was yonng, he thoutht he'd play

And he'd learn when he grew old.

"Ah. Ben!"said his mother, and dropped a tear, "You'll bo sorry this by and by ." Sa* Ben, "To mt-, that's not very clear

But at any rate I'll try." So Idle Ben, he refused to learn. Thinking that he could wait But. when he had his living to enrn,

Ue fouud it was just too late. Little girl', little boys don't delay your work Some day you'll be women and men Whenever your tisk you're liicliiicd to shirk,

Take warning by Idle Ben.

ALTHEL'S BIRTHDAY.

BY AMANDA T. JONES.

Let me see," said Althea Day there are Mary Sampson and Arthur, her brother. Ellen Horton, the three King girls and their brothers, Tommie Strang, Julia Lacy, Maria Hubbard, and Allen irtoo they make twelve, and that will be about as many as can enjoy themselves I think. I don't want my birthday party to be a mob." "You have forgotten Josephine Mills," suggested her mother quietly. "I have no intention of inviting her. Besides, I presume she couldn't come, for it is Saturday, and on that day she keeps up stairs while her mother washes out all the dress she has in the worlds she can go to Sunday-school. Nobody makes anything of Josey, though she's good enough in her way." So Allie Day put her bonnet over her brown curls and went to school, thinking all the way about her party of twelve and the grand dinner her mother would prepare. "We will have games, I suppose," she thought," though I think conversation is more dignified and I'll practice ali my music to-night. Perhaps Marili King will bring his clarionet —I'll speak to him about it."

Just then Allie raised her eyes aid saw Josephine Mills leading her little deformed brother toward the school-house.

How good she is to him," thought Allie. If he was my brother should be so mortified! They say his father struck him iu a drunken fit with a great stick of wood, and nearly bioke his back. I'm sure I'm sorry for him, but he is as fretful as he can be. All the same, Josey takes care of him by night and day. What a dull life she must lead. I wonder if she ever wen to a party in all her life. I am sure she never did, and very likely never will."

A little thought crept into Allie's mind that Josey might receive an invitation to one party at least, but elie tried to excuse herself by thinking that the only dress could not be possibly washed and ironed in time for that birth-day feast.

Miss Morton opened the Bible as the last scholar settled himself in his place, and read the fourteenth chapter of Luke. Not aline of it all did she hear—so lull was her mind of the evening party—till by chance she looked toward the teacher and caught the words:

When thou makest a dinner or a suppi call not thy friends, nor thy brethren, nor thy kinsmen, nor thy rich neighbors. Lest they also bid thee again and a recompense be made.

But when thou makest a feast call the poor, the maimed, the lame, and the blind."

The color flew all over Allie's face. It is true," thought she, that I selected the very girls to help me eat my birth-day dinner who will be sure to invite, me to see them when they have a party. That would be a recompense, surely and I believe I should have been quite willing to have invited Josephine if 1 hadn't known she could never invite me in turn. 'The poor, the maimed, the laifle and the blind.' How Ellen Horton and Julia Lacy would laugh if I should ask Josey and her de formed brother, and Peter Henry, the onelegged Scotch boy, and Mark Livcrniore, who has only one eye, and saws wood for a living! Pshaw! what a birth-day party that would be!"

Allie took up her reader and went into the class. Josey stood next to her, and she could not help but notice how pale and tired the poor girl looked. I know," thought Allie, "her father staggered home last night just as wc were leaving school, and all the boys laughed to see him. I member now that Josey burst out crying, and ran tiome across the field, rather than hear them ridicule him.

The Kinir girls laughed too—hateful things! I presume if should really invite Josey all the rest would snub her just as they do in school that would be agreeable!"

The poor, the maimed, the blind! How these words followed Althea Day from class to class, from slutly to play, and back again to study. For some reason her invitations, which she had meant to give at a recess, remained untenuered.

It is four days to Saturday," she thought "and there is really 110 hurry." What it was I cannot say, but the more Allie looked at Josey that day the more she liked her and when school was out at night she astonished the drunkard's daughter by walking with her and actually taking the other hand of Wille, the little deformed boy.

It is too leasant to go right home," said Allie let's go to the bank of the cretk and get some raspberries." "I am afraid mother will need me," said Josey but Willie was so pleased with the idea that she yielded, and the three climbed a fenco and struck off through the woods, pkasanlly chatting, as school-girls will. It surprised Allie to find how ladylike and agreeable Josey was. All her shyness and timidity vanished, and she had so many interesting things to say that Allie nearly forgot what they had come for.

Here we are at the Twenty," said Willie, at last, meaning the "Twenty Mile Creek." "Now I want some berries."

There was a charming water-fall, thirty feet down from where they were stand ing, and the long rays of the evening sun

glanced

had

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NO. 51.

Youths' Department.

IDLE BEN.

over its silvery mists and struck

them into wonderful shimmering rainbows. Ah, those rainbows! Allie had just stepped to the edge of the steep bank, where two or three raspberry bushes grew out of a cleft in the rocks when she caught sight of them she leaned a little farther to see them more clearly, slinped on^he dry moss, caught at the thorny boughs, swung clear of the bank, and fell half-way down to the foot of the fall, dragging the bush with her. She just heard Josey's great cry of fright, and then knew nothing more till she came to htr senses, when Josey was carrying her up the bank a little way down the creek.

A very hard struggle had Josey just then. Her small, round arms were strained with their burden, and her breath came in short, quick gasps, as if a feather's weight more had been too much. "Put me down," said Allie "I can walk," and then fainted again. Step by step, rod by rod, did Josey toil along with her burden. It wa9 a weary half mile to Mr. Day's, but she reached there just as the last red ray flashed through the top of the great elm at the gate.

Mrs. Day ran out into the yard to meet her, and took Allie in her arms but she turned back, as she Baw her daughter open her eyes and smile, to kiss Josey, with all a mother's gratitude shining in her sweet eyes. That kiss would have paid for even a greater service, Josey thought, and went home, not altogether heavy of heart, I though she knew that her young friend

broken arm, and »a*t suffer with it for weeks. You think Allie had no birth-day party after all? Well, yes. When Saturday morning came she called mother and had a long talk with her. There were tears in Mrs. Day's eyes when she went away lrom the bedside, but her face shown with as sweet a smile as ever brightened a mother's countenance.

Allie must have her party," she said to her husband we'll have Bridget Flanagan come over and help Lizzie get dii ner, and George must carry invitations. Here is a list of the guests—there will be only five or six."

Do you not think company will cxcitc her too much asked Mr: Day. "I believe not," said the mother "and her heart is especially set upon having Josephine Mills here. Now that poor girl has but one dress, and Allie asKs if she may not send her the new blue muslin I made last weclt. I think that if you take it Josey will understand- that it is not a chariiv, but a little gift of friendship."

So Mr. Day walked away with the cress, but lost his road strangely, and only found it again after he had visit Harris' shoe store, Mrs. Wihier's milliner shop, and Holme's shawl-room.

But who were invited to Althea Day"* birth lay dinner? Not by any means Julia L-vcy, the King girls, Tommy Strang, and

1

The A nrnery.

he rest, but Peter Henry, who had a limb amputated a year before, arter the falling of that pieco of timber at Widow Lake's barn raising: Mark Livermore. who sawed wood faithfully from morning till night, to give his old grandmother an easy life and plenty to eat Sallie Lorry, who was such a dwarf jou could have stood her under your arms—any one of you over twelve years old and Jane Kn-e, who was so hunchbacked, you would want to shut your eyes if she camc in your way then, of course, Willie Mills and Josey.

Prof. Zimmerman, who lived next door, and played the piano, atui flute, and keybugle, and violin—and, for aught I know, the cornet, harp, sack-but, and psaltery— camc in and made every wall of the house reverberate with his melodies. Miss Morten, who just dropped in to see how Allie was, threw off her oonuetand made herself charming, telling all manner of fairy stories and singing ngs that made the children laugh and cry all at oncc.

The dinner? Ah, yes! I had nearly forgotton th it. It was such a feast as Josey. Willie, Jane, Sallie, Mark, and Piter had never had before. The chicken pie was certainly as big as that, the little dwarf was served lip in at the King ol England dinner, in fact it could almost have held Sallty Lorcy herself and the puddings, raspberries, sugar cakes, ice cream, and Charlotte Busse were all as delicious as nlortal hands could make them.

Strange! Before night every one of the twelve whom Allie had thought of asking, came in to inquire about her broken arm, and once in they stayed, and staying, were as merry and kind and altogether friendly to the wood-sawyer, the hunch-backed orphan, the drunkard's children, and the dwarf, as they were among themselves^ "I shall have a parly mvsell," said Ellen Horton," as soon as Allie's arm is we.l and every one here must come." "When tliou makest a lias' call the poor, the maimed, the lame and the blii.d. Home and lL aUh.

Double People.

CONCERNING double people, twins united in an abnormal manner at birth, 1 he authentic records are numerous, but a few examples must su(line." In 1701 united twins were born at Szany, in Hungary they were christened by the names of Helen and Judith, and were exhibited for some years in the chief cities of Europe. They were joined together at the lower part of the back, the faces 11 nd bodies being half sideways or diagonal, neither back to back nor side by side. The two girls were not equally strong, nor equally well made one had it 111 ire resolute will than the other, and settled all questions as to whether to move,and whither. Being carefully educated, they rea l, cited and sang well, conversed in Hungarian, German, French and Englisu, and afforded much scope for study to psychologies for there was sullieieut difference between them in strength, temp- r, health and intellect, to givo play to two sets of forces, mental as well as bodily, it was observed, however, that when one was ill,the other became more or less affected with the .same complaint and it was deemed probable that their deaths would be nearly simultaneous. This proved to bo I lie case Judith was attacked with a complicated disease of brain aud lungs in lTJ:!, an I died. Helen, who, at the commencement of her sister's malady was in good lit ulth, soon-sickened with her and tin- two died almost at the same instant. They were buried in a convent graveyard at Prealm rg, and the particulars of their remarkable history found admission inlo the Philosophical Transaetionsof the Royal Society. The mo3t extraordinary case ol' partial doubleness on record, perhaps, was one which was described by Everard Home in a letter to .John Hunter, the great surgeon it was a Hindoo double headed boy, born near Burdwun, in Bengal and the degree of sympathy manifested between the two heads was watched with muen interest. The particulars are given in the Philosophical Transactions. 'I here was another case of a man named Lizarus, or, rather, a double man named La/, trus-Jo-hannes, very attractive to sight seers in Germany several ears ago. There was much of a curious character in the degree in which the feeding of Lazarus helped to feed Johannes wilhoii any distinct participation of the latter in the eating process. As the Johannes portion of the duplex was le:-s fully developed than the L'tzaius, soaie discussion arose among the-ecele -iastics as to whether each hall had a soul to be savi distinct from the other: it WHS decided iu the afiirmauve, and the two names 1 !/•./.- arus and Johann's were given in baptism. The men were alive at the age ol twentyeight, but we have no mention of their age at death. Many of our readers are, no doubt familiar with the appearance of the Siamese twins, who wi re exhibiie I in London in their youth, and again, a ,-hor.t time ago, in their matnrer years. Tnc twins are more completely two human beings than any others we have here spoken of forthe only physical or organized band of connection between them is at the two chests. When tir.-t exhibited they were not exictly oppoite to e:tch other, but stood side by side, or rather obliquely o'ne by another but lhn position, there can be little doubt, was acquired by the attempts which they had instinctively made to separate from each other in walkin/, or in lying and siUing down, and by the extension they had thus 1 fleet* in their band of union, which was oon.- derab!y more slender than in any other vet described. It was quite impossible for them to remain always face to face therefore their bodies acquired an oblique direction, in which they also moved. The consequence of this was, that the right limbs of the one and the left of the other individual were the principal organs of movement, and that the intermedia'.c limbs (that is to say, the left of the one and the riirht of the other)'remained nearly passive. In organic and animal relation of life, they s':i 111 to be independent of each other. 'i:i3 his own circulation of the biood, Lis respirative and digestive (unctions. 1 he curious, yellow-skinned couple were wont to play at battledoor and sliiutlecock with cach other: one had a battled-'or in his rieht'hand, the other had one in his left, and very deftly they tossed tlm feathered messenger to and fro.—All the Year huund.

A LOUISVIM.K physician, having been presented with a live ratt csnake, concluded to preserve it. He proce- ded to kill it by first administering chmroiorm to it, and then, to preserve the specimen intact, he plunged it into a large glass jar full of alcohol. The reptile waii qu.t motionless after receiving the anieabetic, and exhibited no signs of lite until it had been in the spirits full fifteen minutes, it then began to writhe in the jr in such a manner as to render necessary th« forcible retention of the lid upon the vessel. In a short time, however, all signs of vitality ceased. 1 —The light of a match will frighten a wolf fway, it is said. But love matches don't always keep the wolf away lrom the door.