Decatur Democrat, Volume 26, Number 11, Decatur, Adams County, 16 June 1882 — Page 5

THE DECATUR DEMOCRAT. SUPPLEMENT. THE MINISTER’S STORY. “Look here, Sally 1” Mrs. Deacon Farrell brushed the flour from her hands, casting meanwhile a com-pl-.cent eye over the well filled kitchen table, with its generous array of unbaked pies and cakes, the plump turkey stuffed and trussed ready for the morrow’s baking, and the big chicken-pie, to which her fingers had put the finishing touches, as she repeated rather more decidedly : "Look here, Sally! There’s enough chicken left, with the giblets—that 1 never put in my own pie, because the deacon don’t relish ’em—ter make a Thanksgiving pie for the minister's folks. ’Twon’t need ter be very large,” she added, in reply to Sally’s doubtful look. “Only the minister and his wife —and you can bake it in that smallest yaller dish. “Now, I’m going up stairs ter lock over them rags, an’ you make it an’ bake it right off so’s I can send it over by the deacon. He’s got ter go out ter the corner this afternoon, and can take it along as well as not.” She bustled out of the door, but the next moment, seized, perhaps, with a sudden pang of compunction, she put her head in again, to say warningly : “Be sure you put in a good parcel of gravy; that! keep it from bein’ dry, if it’s half giblets.” “Yes’m,” answered Sally, briskly; and catching up the rolling-pin she brought it down with an emphasis upon a lump of dough upon the moulding board. As the stairway door closed behind her misUess, Sally dropped the rolling-pin, and a look of perplexity crept over her dull face, making it ten times more stolid than usual, while she repeated, iu ludicrous bewilderment : “Giblets! What in all creation, if anybody can tell me, does she mean by them ?” Involuntarily she took a step forward, but checked herself as quickly, while a cunning smile replaced the look of perplexity, and she muttered triumphantly: j “I guess 1 ain't a-goiu’ ter confess my ignorance to the deacon's wife and let her i have her say, as she always does, ‘Two terms ter the ’cademy, Sally, and not| know that!’ No, ma'am! not while there's » dictionary in the house 1” So, softly creeping into the adjoining titting-room, she hastily opened a big diciouary on the deacon's writing desk, and >egan her search for the mysterious word. “G-i-b —here ’tis!” and she read aloud o herself, with an air of triumph, the folowing definition: “Those parts ot a fowl which are removd before cooking —heart, gizzard, liver, etc.” “That’s it! —heart, gizzard, liver and so jrth,”she repeated joyfully, as she retracd her steps to the kitchen, and began with lacrity, to fill, according to directions, the , linister’s pie; keeping up meanwhile, a I inning fire of comment for her own specfl benefit. “Six gizzards! Well, that is rather I eep, as Dan Weston would say. But I less the deacon's wife knows; if she don’t, i fln’t none of my business. Six hearts! ■ hem's small, anil tuck into the corners | indy. Six livers! Seems ter me they >n’t fill up much,” and she glanced with perplexed air, at a pile of denuded chicki bones that formed her only resource. “Now, I wonder,” with a sudden inspira>n,“what that 'and so forth’ means? ere’s hearts, gizzards and livers, plenty ’em, but no‘and so forth,’aud the pie i't mote, than two-thirds full yet It ist mean,” and she cast a bewildered k at the half filled pie, “the chickens, s. I never knew nobody ter put them i pie, but that must be what it means, they’ll just fill up. o sooner thought than done. In went ■e pairs of stout yellow legs upon which r unfortunate owners had strutted so idly only the day before; on went the I rolled dough, covering them from t, and into the oven went the minister's just as the mistress of the house reared her kitchen, and with an approvglance at the snowy pastry, remarked, raragingly: That; pie looks real neat, Sally, r uldn’t wonder if, in time, you came to pute a cook.” t was Thanksgiving morning, and Miss tience Pringle stood at the minister’s •k door. To be sure it was rather early callers, but Miss Pringle w as, as she en boasted, "one of the kind that never od on ceremony.” Indeed, she didn't i aider it necessary even to knock before i opened the door, although she was ughtful enough in opening it to do so Uy. The minister’s wife was just tak- : from the oven a newly warmed chickpie, which she nearly dropped from her id, so startled was she by the sharp, ill voice that spoke so close to her : Good mornin’, Mrs. Graham. Hain’t I nto break l ast yet, I see. We had ours fan hour ago. I know my mother d to say that if anybody lost an hour the mornin,' they might chase it all day, I I not ketch up with it then.” That’s a good-lookin’ pie—pretty rich try though, for a ehicken pie. I don’t er put much shortnin’ in anything of t kind. It’s rich enough inside to ke up. But you’re young, an’ have got ood many things to learn yet. I run to see if you could spare me a cup of st-; mine soured, and the last batch bread I made I had to throw it to the js.” Certainly,” and a roguish smile flutterover the foir face of the minister's wife, his specimen of her meddlesome neigh’s economy But she had learned a rare on of judicious silence, and taking the that Miss Patience produced from beth her shawl, she bade her visitor b< ed while she left the room to get the red article s her steps died away, Miss Patience -lessly arose from her seat, aud aping the dresser upon which the pie , peered curiously into the aperture: he crust, her sharp face expressing eacuricsity. ’ll bet a uiuepence she didn’t know igh ter put crackers in. I wish’t I could one look, just to satisfymy own mind,” added. And determined to accomplish object ,st all hazards she ran a knife ty around a small portion of the edge, iuocauug four inquisitive uagers, lifted brown crust, and took a glimpse of the ents. look of unmitigated disgust passed her face. Dropping into a convenient t she actually groaned aloud: Yell, I-never! an’ we payin’ that man hundred dollars a year, besides a do>n at Christmas. Ough!” auspicious Mrs. Graham, as she retd with the yeast, was somewhat puzby the sudden frostiness of her guest, hurried out of the house as if some Ifni contagion had haunted it; but Ithe minister, ia carving the pie tha‘ Bacon’s wife had sent, made two cudiscoveries almost simultaneously, for Patience's altered demeanor lade plain, and the young pair had a V laugh that made the old parsonage ike a. peal of Thanksgiving bells. ■ Tuesday following was the regular r the weekly sewiug circle, and sei ■ a tlJa. * interesting gathering proved f'iud aipiauted as ou this occasion. Patv nee was in the field bright -iv,laid it was evident at a glance to orto knew her best, that she was ighibursting with some important .as sbe was only waiting a fitting unity to divulge. That opportunii not long in coming, for Mrs. Dea 1, who was a constitutional croaker, occeeton to say, in reference to the s&scou had been tryin’ter collect arch tax, and he says he never found so Sight in all the years he’s lived It’s as hard to git five dollars now to be to get tep.”

Lessons in Love-Making. i A GOOD DEAL OF PHILOSOPHY AND FUN. Don’t love too many at once. Don't do your spooning in public. Travel on trains that go through the most tunnels. Give your brother taffy and get him to bed before the chap calls. liecollect that a wedding ring on your finger is worth a good many in your mind. ! If you have any objection to tobacco, say so in time, or hold your tongue forever after. Try to find out by some means whether your intended can earn a decent living for two. Dont fall in love with a man on account of astunning ulster. Os what use will that be next July. ; Keep an extra chair within civil distance of the one you and your lover occupy, for fear of a sudden surprise. Be reasonable, don’t expect a man working for eight dollars a week to furnish you with reserved seats at the opera every other night. Don't be afraid to show the man of your i choice that you love him, provided of course, he loves you. Love is a double sided sort of a concern, aud both have a part to play. Don't try to bring too many suitors to your feet. They have feet as well as you, and you may see one pair of feet walking off from you some day you would be very glad to callback. Keep your temper if you expect your other-half-iu-law to keep his. If he doesn’t suit you, give him his ticket-of-leave. If you do not suit him, don't expect him to put up with your humors. It is said lovers’ quarrels always end with kisses. This is partly true, but if you are not careful those little spats you indulge in may end in the kisses you eovet being given to some other girl. Hand in the names of your father and mother to be prayed for at “meetin’’ so they may lie converted and go to church Sunday nights instead of staying at home to help you entertain people. i Deal carefully with bashful lovers, ; I lead them gradually to the given point—(of proposal of course,) but don't let them suspect what you arc at, or they might faint I on your hands or go crazy on the spot. If possible try to suit your sisters, cous- . ins, aim's, grand fathers, neighbors,friends and acquaintances when you happen to | fall in love. If you can’t suit them all don’t worry, for the thing has never been done yet. Don't imagine that a husband can live as a lover does—on kisses aud moonlight. He will come to his meals as hungry as a bear, and any little knowledge of cookery you can pick up during courtship is about the best provision you can make for future happiness. Remember that nature has put every man under the necessity of having a mother, and that the latter is not in any way to blame if she is regarded as the bitter part of a sugar-coated matrimonial pill. If you , feel duty-bound to be her sworn enemy, l postpone that duty till you know some- : thing about her. If you use powder don’t give yourself ! away. For instance, it would be well to ' spread a handkerchief over the shoulder of i his broad cloth coat before you lean there- j 1 on. He will be too green, depend on it, to ! ! suspect the reason. If his mustache hap- j I pens to look a little powdery, there are I several wavs iu which it could be brushed off. Don't seek advice in love-affairs from an old maid who has been crossed in love; a bachelor who has been jilted; a woman who married her husband's pocket-book, or a man who happens to be hen-pecked, ; Don’t confide in your girl friends ; to keep I a secret iu a love affair would kill them. Don’t consult your minister, he’ll have the marriage fee iu view. If you go to your family physician he will tell you your liver is affected iu place of your heart. Above all things don't seek advice of an editor. Not that there is any one more competent, more willing or more anxious to oblige people than he is, but then mistakes will occur in the best regulated printing offices, and if your letter of tender grievance should happen to fall into a luckless compositor’s hands, your whole story might be out in time for breakfast next morning! Only for the danger of such mishaps editors would be delighted to take a hand in love affairs. Time often hangs heavy on their hands, and a pile of such romantic documents would be worth a dozen “Endymions.” But don't trust them, girls! They’d give you dead away, for those letters would get mixed in with the reports of political and temperance meetings just as sure as daylight. Then your big brother would be hung for shooting the editors, and there’s no telling where the thing would end. If you must get instructions from somebody, why not ask your mother how she managed things with your father. True love don t run any smoother now than it did in olden ' times, and since she knows how it is herself, we can’t think, just now, of any one I better able to advise you. How the French Workman Lives. The French laborer probably gets more for his wages than any other. His food is cheaper and more nourishing. His bouillon is the liquid essence of beef at a penny per bowl. His bread at the restaurant is thrown in without any charge, and is the best bread in the world. His hot coffee and milk is peddled about the streets in the morning at a sou per cup. It is coffee, not slops. His half bottle of claret is thrown in at a meal costing twelve cents. For a few cents he may enjoy an evening’s amusement at one of the many minor theaters, with his coffee free. Six pence pays for a nicely cushioned seat at the theatre. No gallery gods, no peanuts, pipe smoke, drunkenness, yelling, or howling. The Jardin des Plantes, the vast galleries and museums of the Louvre, Hotel Cluny, palace of the Luxembourg and Versailles, are free for him to enter. Art and science hold out to him their choicest treasures at small cost, or no cost at all. French econ omy and frugality do not mean that constant retrenchment and self denial which would deprive life of everything which makes it w orth living for. Economy in France, more than in any- other country, means a utilization of what America throw's away, but it does not mean a pinching process of reducing life to a barren existence of work and bread and water. Why it Pays to Read. One’s physical frame —his body, hismuscles, bis feet, his hands —is only a living machine. It is the mind, controlling and directing that machine, that gives power and efficacy. The successful use of the body depends wholly upon the mind —upon its ability to direct the will. If one ties his arm in a sling it finally becomes weak and powerless. Keep it in active exercise aud it acquires vigor and strength, and is disciplined to use this strength as desired ; just as one’s mind, by active exercise in thinking, reasoning, planning, studying, observing, acquires vigor, strength, power of concentration and direction. Plainly, then, the mau who exercises his mind in reading and thinking gives it increased power and efficiency, and greater ability to direct the efforts of his physical frame—his work —to better results than he who merely or mainly uses his muscles. If a man reads a book or paper, even one he knows to be erroneous, it helps him by the etfoit to combat the error. Os all men, the farmer, the cultivator, needs to read more, to strengthen his reasoning powers, so that he can help out and make more effective, more profitable, Im hard toil. There can be no doubt fhattht farmer who supplies himself with tliemost reading —the most of other men s thoughts and experience—will, in the end, if not al once, be the most successful. A man told his friend he had joined the army. “What regiment ?”his friend asked. “Oh, I don’t mean that ; I mean the army of the Lord.” “Ab, what church ?’’ ‘The Baptist.” “Why,” was the. reply,” "that’s not the army; it's the navy.”

The Beaver. It is a singular fact that these animals perform most of their work at night, but they come out early in the evening aud continue at work during the early morni ing hours. For the remainder of the day they are rarely seen, except in regions i where they are very numerous, or are entirely undisturbed by trappers. By mak- ! ing a breach in their dams you can compel them to come out, but it will be late in the night before they show themselves and they arc so wary that it is extremely difficult to conceal yourself in their immediate vicinity so as to see them work. After iee has formed in their pouds, they retire to their lodges and burrows for the winter, and they are not seen again, either by day or night, except iu rare instances, until a thaw comes, of which they take advantage to come out after fresh cuttings. In establishing their lodges so as to adapt them to winter occupation, and iu the manner of providing their winter subsistence, the beavers display great forethought and intelligence. The severity of the climate in these northern latitudes lays upon them the necesity of so locating their lodges as to be assured of water deep enough in their entrances, and also so pro- , tected iu other respects as not to freeze to the bottom ; otherwise they would perish with hunger, locked up in ice-bound habitations. When these preparations are com- I menced at an unusually early date, it is a sure indication of an early, abrupt and severe winter, w hile on the other hand, when these animals display leisure in their movements after the beginning of October, an open autumn invariably ensues. A very interesting fact iu regard to the beaver is that of his great antiquity upon the earth. A presumption to this effect would arise from his coarse subsistence and his aquatic habits; but it is confirmed by decisive evidence. Both the European and American beavers are found iu a ibssil state, aud under conditions which establish for each of them a very ancient epoch for their first existence among living anij mats. Remains of the beaver have been , found associated with those of the mam- ■ moth, hippopotamus, rhinoceros, hyena | and all other extinct mammals in the pleis- I tocenc fresh water or drift formations of the Vai d'Arno; and remains arc found fossil by Dr. Schmerling in the ossiferous caverns in the neighborhood of Liege. Two Old Physicians. The other night Drs. Snort ami Bilkins, two of the oldest physicians in the country, met at a hotel in Cleveland. They were ou a journey, and their meeting was accidental. “We must occupy the same room,” insisted Dr. Snort. “It has been so long since I met an old-time doctor that the occasion shall retain pleasant memories.” “Nothing would give me greater pleasure,” answered Dr. Bilkins. “It is pleas- ; ant to meet a genuine physician.” The two old men were shown a room, where, with a bright fire, they built an addition to an acquaintance begun when Ohio was not regarded as the great state of presidential production. “There are a great many tricks in the medical profession now,” said Dr. Snort; I “these upstart doctors are killing the peo- ■ pie off at a shameful rate.” I “It wasn’t so in our day, replied Dr. Bilkins ; “a boy 19 years of age wasn’t engaged as a family physician then.” “No; nor there wasn’t that jealousy existing lietwcen doctors that you find now. It's all right to talk about enterprise and young blood, but a doctor should not be too enterprising.” I After talking until the fire had burned out, the two friends retired. “Speaking about young doctors,” said Dr. Suort, “I have always held that the best physician is he who has the age. It is all practice anyway, and I believe that a 50-year-old doctor is more reliable than ouc 40 years old.” “Yes,” said Bilkins, “but after they pass 50 it doesn’t make much difference.” “Yes it does. A 55-year old doctor is naturally more reliable than one 50 yeare old.” “Now, here,” said Bilkins, “you say that just because I am 50 and you are about 55.” “No, I did’nt think of the difference in our ages. However, in our case it is different.” "Don’t try to crawl out of it, doctor, you meant it as an insinuation. You can’t pull the wool over my eyes, for I can doctor the life out of you any time.” “No doubt of it. Let’s go to sleep.” “Sleep, the duce,” said Bilkins turning over. “Stir a man up and then tell him to go to sleep! 1 want you to understand that I stand higher as a physician than you do.” “No use to talk that way when yon know that I can doctor the socks off you.” “That’s the trouble. You can doctor the socks oft’ anybody. I suppose you are not j aware that Bilsley tells it all around the neighborhood that you killed his wife.” "See here,” snarled Snort, “you are getting too infernal insolent for an old man. I never intended to say anything about it, | but I know one thing concerning your medical career that is a blot on the profession. You poisoned Glaxson’s child out of pure ignorance.” “You are a rheumatic old liar!” exclaimed Bilkins, springing up. “You area wheezing old scoundrel.” "Youold carrion crow!” yelled Snort, “I wouldn’t take that from my father.” “Take your hands off. I’ll punch the life out of you. Take that,” howled Bilkins, as he struck the wall with his fist. Then they grappled, and began a mouth-to-month engagement. They rolled out of bed, got up, braced, grappled and fellagain. Finally the night porter broke open the door, rushed in and lit the gas. Snort stood in one corner of the room, holding a chair. Dr. Bilkins stood on the bed with a boot in his hand. “Drive that madman out!” exclaimed Snort. “He has been trying to murder me.” “He is an old liar!” vociferated Bilkins; “he tried to poison me. Shoot him. Call the police and let them kill him.” Several men, disturbed by the noise, entered the room, and the two old iriends were compelled to occupy different apartments. The affair has created a profound sensation, and warrantsof arrest have been issued for the old-time physicians In 1812 there were 181 members in congress, aud the ratio of representation was one for each thirty-thousand inhabitants. The state of Massachusetts became entitled to twenty members; New York to twenty-seven members ; Pennsylvania to twenty-three, and Virginia to twenty-three, thus giving to four states, at a time when there were nineteen in the Union, a majority of the lower house. In 1843 New York jumped to forty, Massachusetts fell to twelve, while Kentucky walked off with thirteen, and Ohio with nineteen. A score of years will scarcely ever again bring fomt such changes. Special Virtues of Celery. In celery there must be some special virtue, if we only knew what it is. Nothing is made in vain, and the powerful smell and extraordinary taste of celery are intimations from nature that it has some special mission. Mr. Ward, of Perristou Towers, Ross, writes that rheumatism becomes impossible if celery is freely used as an article of diet. Unfortunately, he says cooked celery, for it is the article iu its raw state to which we are all accustomed. “Cut the celery,” he says, “into inch dice. Boil in water until soft. No water must be poured away unless drank by the invalid. Thea take new milk, very , slightly thicken it with flour, and flavor it with nutmeg; warm with the celery in the sauce-pan; serve with diamonds of toasted bread around the dish, and eat with potatoes. “ Permit me to say,” he adds, “ that cold or damp never produces rheumatism, but simply develops it. The acid blood is the primary cause and the sustaining power of the evil. While the blood is alkaline there can lie no rheumatism, and equally no gout. Let me fearlessly say that rheumatß'ni is impossible on such diet, and yet . our medical men allowed rheumatism to kill over three thousand human beings in • jß7s—every case as unnecessary as a dirty lace.”

The Importance of a Farm Vineyard. The great increase iu grape culture is ■ encouraging. California has thousands of acres in vineyard, and nearly all the European varieties of grapes are produced in the greatest perfection aud aimndmice. Extensive vineyards have been planted in the Ohio and Missouri Valleys and in fa- ; voted localities in the Northeastern States. New varieties have been originated aud widely distributed, that are hardy enough to mature in every state in the Union. Our large cities aud many of our villages along the line of railroads are fairly supplied with good grapes in their season, at reasonable prices. It has been demonstrated that every farmer and villager in the land can have an abundant supply of this delicious fruit four months in the year, for the trouble of planting and caring for a few vines. Our horticulturists have done the pioneer work of hybridizing, aud originating new varieties that stand the test of soil and climate in all the states. And yet California is the only state where . the grape may lie said to be fairly popularized, The great mass of our farming population do not enjoy this luxury, and multitudes a little remote from market towus are only acquainted with our wild varieties. The grape ought to be as widely disseminated as the apple, amt there is no good reason why it should not be. The . large vineyards can supply our city popu- ■ latiou, but to supply the agricultural districts, grapes must be grown at home. This can be done, at so small a cost, that no mau who owns a home with a half acre of I land has any apology for depriving his family of grapes. An eighth of an acre in vines will supply a family and leave a stir- j plus to sell. Any well-drained land that | will produce sixty bushels of corn to the acre may be expected to produce good i grapes. Well-prepared borders, with a good supply of bones, are desirable, but by ' no means essential. A dressing of wood ashes is an excellent fertillizer, but any ' manure good for eoru will be good for the vines. The varieties which do well under the greatest variety of circumstances, and : bear neglect best, are such as the Concord, the Hartford Prolific,and the Ives Seedling. There are grapes of much better quality r than these, but they are good enough to Suit the popular taste, and are hardy. They can be relied upon to bear fruit every season in generous quantity. The Ives has a thick skin aud is particularly desira- | ble to pack in boxes for winter use. They , have been for years before the public, are thoroughly tested, and can be furnished very cheaply by any nurseryman. A cheap trellis of chestnut posts and wire will be all the support they need. A four-months’ supply of grapes will promote health in the family, save doctor’ bills, and prove an important part of the food supply.—American Agriculturist. Hints About Reading. Reading book after book in uninterrupted succession is a habit of many people who delude themselves with the idea that they are acquiring stores of knowledge. We are tempted to say that it would be better to read no book at. all. The habit we speak of is pernicious, and if persevered in, fatal to the intellectual faculties. One might as well eat all the time and leave no period for digestion. There is a certain method about reading profitably. The index of the book, if it have one, should * be mastered. Before attacking the book, test yourself as the subject treated, and settle in your own mind in what order and fashion you would handle the theme. Then go over the work and reduce its contents mentally to the leading thoughts, pr positions or facts which give it any value. This is not a laborous matter, nor is it a bore; it does not lessen the pleasure of reading and it greatly enhances the profit. Professional men know that sufficient treatises must be read in this way, audliterary men who have any art in their calling pursue the same course. The most slovenly ha bits os reading are in the line of fiction. This is decidedly unfair, since many of the most brilliant intellects of the age seek an audience through this channel. A great novel is not to be dispatched offhand. In short, if you do not see proper to pursue a systematized course of reading, at least make it a fixed habit to get a clear, definite and permanent impression of what you do read. Newspaper Duns. Here is how a brother journalist puts it: We suppose that many people think that newspaper meu are persistent duns; let a farmer place himself in a similar business position and see if he would not do the same. Suppose he raised one thousand bushels of wheat, and his neighbors should come and buy a bushel, and the price was a small matter of only two dollars or less, and the neighbor says, “I will pay the amount in a few days.” As the farmer did not want to be small about the matter, he I says all right, and the man leaves with the I wheat. Another comes in the same way until the whole of the one thousand bush- ! els of wheat are trusted out to one thousand different persons, and not one of the ! purchasers concerns himself about it, for it is a small amount that he owes the farmer, and of course that would not help him any. He does not realize that the farmer has frittered away his large crop of wheat, and that its value is due him in a thousand little driblets, aud that he is seriously embarrassed in his business because his debtors treat it as a little matter. But if all would pay him promptly, which they could do as well as not, it would be a very large amount to the farmer, aud enable him to carry on his business without difficulty. The above comparison is too true of the difficulties that the newspaper man has to contend with. The Editor. The “editor” is the dupe of destiny. His lot was knocked down to him at a bargain, aud it turns out to be a fraud. His bed of roses is a high-backed chair stuffed with thorns. His pleasures are heavy penalties, his laurel wreath a garland of nettles. He seems to govern opinion, and is in reality a victim to the opinions of others. He incurs more than nine-tenths of the risk and responsibility, and reaps less than onetenth of the reward and reputation. The defects of his work are liberally assigned to him; the merits of it are magnanimously imputed to his correspondents. If a bad article appears, the “editor” is unsparingly condemned: if a brilliant one. “anonymous’’ carries off the eulogium! If the editor is abused for what he inserts, he is twice abused for what he rejects. Accepted articles may be bad; rejected articles are invariably good. Week after week, month after month, the editor succors the oppressed, raises up the weak, applauds virtue, exalts talent; he promulgates the praises ol books, pictures, safety lamps and steam paddles; but from the catalogue of names his own is an eternal absentee. His life is spent in ushering clever people into deserved celebrity-; he sits, as a charioteer, outside the vehicle, in which prodigious talents are driven to imortality. H's career is in this life a tale of mystery, “to be continued” iu the next. Chinese Dainties. The New York correspondent of the Indianapolis Journal gives an interesting description of how the Chinese New Year was celebrated by the Celestials in that city . At one Chinese club-house he was invited to partake of refreshments, and says: “On the table were eight dishes to le eaten o-:t of in common: a dish of greasy sandy, a red jelly, with wooden toothpicks sticking up in it; a pan of desiccated hash of some kind —I did not inquire its petli i gree; some boiled rice, and some tea. I chewed up some of the dry and brittle Celestial hash, aud actually swallowed it, and I liked some of the jelly off the toothpicks. and stuck them up again, as I saw others do. It was very platable. A distinguished Chinaman was sitting at the I table, and he would go for one gram ofriee ; with the chopsticks, and snap it up as unerringly as a humming-bird snaps up a i mustard seed. I never see our almond-eyed brother eat with chopsticks without feel in| that he belongs to ? superior race."

The New Cabinet Organ. , The first Presbyterian congregation of Brighton, Vt., had for several years yearned for an organ. The small melodeon which was used to accompany the singing of the choir was not only squeaky and excessively out of tune, but it was the subject of Methodist derision, and the Presbyterians could not help feeling ashamed of it. A tremendous effort was finally made to raise the necessary funds for the purchase of a real organ. There wasafa'.i, a picnic, a stereoscopic exhibition, a New England kitchen aud a series of grab-bags of unusual attractiveness; and there was great exultation among the congregation when it was found that the net combined profits of these various religious ceremonies amounted to $l,lOO. This made the purchase of the organ entirely possible, and the minister, ou the following Sunday, made a feeling allusion to the prospect that the envious aud wicked opponents of the gospel would soon be made to hang their heads with shame as they listened to the grand tones of the First Presbyterian organ. When the members of the congregation began to discuss the question what kind of an organ should be bought, Elder Simpson took occasion to denounce the whole race of organists. He pointed out that ever since the introduction of the melodeon into the choir the organist had been a fruitful source of evil. Either he was an earnest ‘ man, in which ease he constantly quarreled I with the soprano aud insulted the tenor, or he was a careless worldling who played snatches of opera-bouffe whenever he had an opportunity, and thus violated the sanctity of the meeting house. The elder admitted that a musieal instrument of some I kind was very desirable, and he felt strong- - ly on the subject of the Methodist gibe; at the inability of the Presbyterians ti buy an organ. Still, he said that inas much as an organ could not be had witl out an organist, he doubted whether it wa. I not a duty to deny themselves any music ! al instrument whatever. This speech gave rise to a heated debate which might have had the most painfu consequences had not the pastor happilj suggested a compromise. He informed his flock that a mechanical organ could lie purchased which would play two dozen tunes without an organist after being wound up

; Such organs were iu use, so he was told. > iu several concert saloons in New York, and he saw no reason why one of them should not be consecrated to the use of the sanctuary. This proposal met with great favor, and a committee was appointed to have an automatic organ built to order, and to select the tunes to be played by it. In the course of the next six months the new organ arrived and was set up in its place. It was constructed so as to play twenty-two of the best psalm tunes, and the committee, with a view to fairs and other entertainments, had instructed the maker to fit it with two secular tunes, namely, a Strauss waltz and the galop from Offenbach’s “Orphee.” The arrival of the instrument created a great deal of excitement in the village, and ou the following Sunday hundreds of Methodists and worldly people went to the Presbyterian meeting-house to hear the new organ. It had l>een understood that the management of an automatic organ was a very simple thing, and as a printed code of instruction was forwarded to the committee by the maker, it was supposed that no ' difficulty would be found in inducing the instrument to play whatever tune might be desired. The sexton, after the matter was explained to him, said that he would “work the thing,” and accordingly he took his place by the organ, ready to touch the spring that would set it in motion as soon as the minister should give out a hymn. The first hymn given out was to be sung to the well-known tune of “Ortonville,” and the moment the minister had finished reading the hymn the organ struck up the tune aud the choir sang with great enthusiasm. Everybody was satisfied with the performance of the organ except the visiting Methodists, who could find nothing with which to find fault. When, however, the hymn was finished the organ did not stop. It kept on and played two more verses, much to the delight of the Methodists and the chagrin of the committee. When it Inally got through with “Ortonville,” and ’.he minister arose, remarking, "Let us pray,” and was about to begin a long prayer, the' organ unexpectedly burst out with ‘Windsor.” There was no possibility of making any headway with the prayer in opposition to the organ, aud the minister realizing that fact, sat down aud waited for the sexton to stop the machine. The unhappy man tried every means in his power, but he had forgotten the location of the proper spring, and the organ played ou until it had gone through with “Windsor” six times, when, to the great relief of everybody, it momentarily paused. Again the minister remarked, “Let us pray,” but, as before, he was interrupted by the dreadful organ, which began to play “Coronation,” with every sign of exulting in its wickedness. Six verses of that tune were listened to by the anxious Presbyterians, while the visiting Methodists visibly chuckled, and one of them, remarking in an audible tone that he did not propose to attend a concert on Sunday, took his hat and went out. Tho organ went on from one tune to another. Every time it stopped between two successive tunes the minister vainly tried to get his innings, but every time he was beaten and forced to retire. The committee went to the organ loft and tried to stifle the diabolical organ with carpets, but nothing could overcome its grand, clear tone. At last its stock of religious melodies was exhausted, ami it began toplay the “Beautiful Blue Danube.’ The minister, struck with horror at this sacrilege, shut up his Bible w ith a bang and shouting a benediction at the top of his lungs, dismissed the congregation They passed out of the building to the strains of Strauss, and while they were yet on the threshold the organ began the danei music from “Orphee.” This was more thar the minister could bear. He seized an axt from a neighboring wood-pile, rushed t< the choir, and with a few blows stretched the automatic organ a voiceless ruin beside him. The committee will, it is understood, remove to other towns, and it will probably be years before a Presbyterian will venture to meet a Methodist ir the street and endure the calm smile and the sarcastic questions of the latter as tc the condition of the First Presbyteriar organ.— New York Times. Ivy in the House. Perhaps everybody knows everything about the ivy, but I have been so very successful with mine that I would like to have my experience avail for others if they med it. I have been bolder with mine than most people, for I bared the roots, then potted it often. It is now nearly four years old and has seven stalks, some of them five and six yards long; it is the small-leaved variety, with white, stronglymarked veins. It never seems to have stopped growing, and one stalk only has lost any leaves; the leaves are close together and abundant. I have but a small place for it, and resolved that I would not shift it from smaller to larger pots, as many do but give it plenty of fresh food iu a smallish pot. I bare the ovuiettmes wash them, every spring and Fall, and refill the pot, which is seven inches in diamrter, with quite rich earth. It stands betide a south window in Winter, where it gets no direct rays of the sun except in the afternoon; iu Summer, iu a north-west piazza. The heat of the room in Winter is from a coal stove in an ordinary living room. I keep the earth quite moist most of the time, as I think that suits most vines. I have never seen an insect upon it.— Vick's Aliqjazine. An exchange makes this suggestion : In all towns w here a newspaper is published, every business man should advertise iu it, if it is nothing more than a card staling his name and the kind of business he is engaged in- It lets jieople at a distance, know tb«t the town is full of business nu n. The paper finds its way into thousands of plan* where hand-bills cannot reach. A cast in a paper is a traveling sign-board aud can be seen by every reader. Think of these things.

Effect of Travel on Americans. However grand in its natural features America may be, and however vast in its material resources, these peculiarities are hardly legitimate subjects of pride, and in the presence of what man has done in Europe, the American grows ashamed of his vanity of what God has done for him, and acquires a modest estimate of himself and of his grade and style of civilization. The great cathedrals, the wonderful cities, the collections of art, the great highways, even the ruins of ancient buildings, minister to his humiliation by showing him how far other nations, new and old, surpass his possibilities of achievement. When a man thoroughly humble in the presence of superiors, or in the presence of work that overmatches his power and skill, he naturally becomes not only teachable, but an active and interested learner. Europe is to-day a great inspirer to America and a great teacher. It is true that she gets but little of political inspiration from Europe, but her instruction and inspiration in art are almost entirely European. In architecture, painting, sculpture, and even in literature, European ideas are dominant. But this great tide of life that goes out from us every year* does not return without that which abundantly repays all its expenditure of time and money. For in all this impression of European superiority in many things, there is very rarely anything that tends to wean the American from his home. The conventionalities of old society, and habits and customs that had their birth in circumstances and conditions having no relations to his life, do not tend to attract the American from his home lovo and loyalty. He usually comes back a better American than when he goes away, with the disposition only to avail himself of what he has learned to improve himself, his home and his country. The American, bred to great social and political freedom, cannot relinquish it, and can never feel entirely at home where he does not enjoy it. He perfectly understands how a European can come to America and be content with it as a home, because he can shape his life according to his choice, but he cannot understand how an American can emigrate to Europe and make a satisfactory home there, because the social and political institutions would be felt as a yoke to him, and a burden. — Scribner’h Monthly. ♦♦♦■ Starvation. A man will starve under ordinary circumstances, if deprived of all food and drink, in between 7 and Bdays. 1. Cold will hasten starvation. The temperature of the body will fall from 98 degrees F. to 68 or 70 degrees. 2. Exercise will hasten it. 3. Moisture iu the air will prolong it. 4. Fat will prolong it. A fat man wrecked on board the ship Meneusa lived 65 days without a mouthful of food. He was on the open sea and had access to plenty of water to drink, this supplied the olood and other tissuse with liquid, and hence the result. 5. A sense of responsibility will defer death. In Dr. Kane’s arctic expedition and in Col. Strain's expedition to locate the Daien Canal, the leaders lived while their followers perished. 6. Insanity will prolong the life of the starving individual. One lady iu a lunatic isylum refused food and drink—never tasted either, and lived 36 days,—by far the longest period on record. 7. If the starving man be kept in a warm room he will live longer than in acoldone. A certain amount of animal or vital force would have to be converted into heat iu the cold room.

Temptation. >Ve have a great deal to say to our young friends about temptation, becasue in youth a person’s susceptibilities are greater than at any other time of life. There is much to be said besides telling a person what h< should avoid, or admonishing him to shut this or that. The best way to avoid r thing is to cultivate something antagonistic to it; in fact, if one does not do this his chances of successfully carrying out his resolutions are only half what they might be. If a person can acquire a relish fol : good wholesome, improving society, he will j be in less danger than if he simply shunned I bad company, and the same may be said .of a good many things. One of the great- | est protective agencies is a taste for reading. One seldom sees a person of such tastes in the ranks of the fast young men ■ who are getting in their crop of wild oats. There is nothing cheaper than such a taste; I indeed it is wonderful how cheap are all kinds of culture compared with the different sorts of dissipation. A young man who has his business to study and whose livelihood and hope of advancement in the world depends altogether on his own exertions, will have brief time to devote to other things, but such time may be well filled up, and by cultivating a taste for that which is improving and elevating, in what- ’ ever department it may be, any inclination in an opposite direction is effectually de- '; stroyed. • j — A Kentucky Robin Roost. i The Glasgow (Ky.) Times gives the fol- I j lowing description of a robin roost near i 1 j that place, that equals some of the famous : I pigeon roosts: ■ | “A cedar thicket of about sixty acres furnishes the birds a lodging-place. About 1 , sundown every evening constant streams I pour into the grove from eyery direction, I ami almost obscure the heavens in their flight. Night finds almost every bush in the thicket bending with its red-breasted load. Lovers of sport (?) for miles around visited the place, and every night the I thicket would be illuminated by the torches of men with clubs and sacks gathering : the feathery harvest. One man Killed over 2,000, and hundreds l were carried away every night, but their | , numbers didn't seem to decrease; there were of them. They were very | fat, and made, when well eooked, a dish good enough for a king.” —lnasmuch as the robin is one of our most efficient destroyers of insect pests— I a young robin requiring daily a bulk of ; such food equal to its own weight—it is I probable that every bird killed at the ’ “roost” cost the country a dollar, perhaps much more. In any case one of these birds i “in the bush” is worth a score or more “in the hand” or in the frying-pan. A Rare Old Bible. /here is an old Bible up in the Congress- | ional library at Washington which is well worth a walk to the Capitol to examine. It is of Italian origin, and is supposed to have been written iu the thirteenth or fourteenth century; but the actual date is i unknown. It is written in Latin, upon vellum, in clear, bold characters, and ex- | tremely uniform. The writing is in two columns, about three inches wide, and a margin of two inches. It is embellished with 146 miniature paintings, and upward of 1,200 smaller illuminations, which are heautifnllv brilliant - to-day as the day they were done. The initials of books and prologues are two and a half inches in height, and those of the chapters are one inch in height. It is eon- I tained in two large volumes, and cost the ■ Government $2,200 in gold when gold was a- a high premium, and was purchased at a sale of the library of Henry I’erkins, Hauworth Park, near London, In June, 1873. The skins in the first volume have all been repaired, except five; in the second volume they are nearly all perfect. One fruitful source of failure is found in a lack of concentration of purpose. There will be adverse winds in every voyage, but the seaman firmly resists their influence, and takes advantage of every favorabe breeze. So in our aims and pursuits we shall find much to draw away our attention from them, and unless we are armed with a steadfast purpose that subordinates the lesser to the greater, that can repel hindrances, resist attractions, and bend circumstances to our will, our efforts will not be crowned with success.

Why Not Tempt Fortune ? 3 3 ! 1-SPECI ALLY WHEN IT COSTS NOTHING. 3 1 j SIXTY THOUSAND DOLLARS 5 J VER pun TO OUR GIOZBNrf WITHIN A SHORT TIME BY THS ) ; LOUISIANA LOTTERY ASS’TIOKJ ‘ LISTEN ! TICKETS GIVEN AWAY! ; EVERY PURCHASER OF Clothing, Hats, Etc., amount, gt 310 or More Presented with a Ticket Gratis Sam, Pete & Max, FORT WAYNE. JOHN W. ROUT. WM M. BURDG "Th Fornax Mill,” ROTJT A BITRDC, PROPRIETORS, The FORNAX MILL has recently changed hands. The present proprietors are JOHN W ROUT & WILLIAM M. BURDG, the latter, one of the best practical Millers in the country. The change means business—means that repairs and new machinery will be put in, to enable it to com pete in all respects with the best mills in this or any othei country as to the quality of its work. The Mill is so located it is convenient of access to th* public, whether tow ; >r country patrons. We are located om the river, just one quare and a half from the Court House, and near the cent’d business portion of the town; have a large and com:m»di< yard, w ith stable conveniences for feed and water for our cu Homers, not found elsewhere. All of the old customers of the FORNAX MILL are invited to call and renew their acquaintance and give us their patronage. We on oar part assure them that no pains will be spared to give satisfacti u in every particular, as to quantity and quality of our work Me wid at all times pay the highest market price in cash for all grain siiital le for our business for flouring purposes. Customers are assured that they can get their work don* without delay, all statements to the contrary notwithstanding The Mill will be in motion every business day. Rout <£• Burdg, have taken out their saw mill a doubl* one, which with its pulleys and oeks is ready to attach power, will be sold very cheap. They will put in its plac u lar/e st»; in c >ra s'i bier, an I that very soon. ROUT & BURDG. Vo) 2549 Whoa There Stop! AND CALL A ROUND AT PHILLIP WARNER’S If you want to buy Clothing under cost. We have marked Everything I Down, Wav Down. J Until they can t get any lower. Our stock of Furnishing Goods is large and MUST BE SOLD. Be sure to see us when you are in town, and you will agree that we are selling BargainS. DON’T FORGET THE PLACE, S. G ATI'S OLD STAND, STUDABAKER AND ALLISON’S NEW BLOCK, IN WEST SIDE OF SECOND STREET—