Decatur Democrat, Volume 26, Number 36, Decatur, Adams County, 8 December 1882 — Page 4

■ I . pcflMpltaAlr, Ar-I line to St. Joseph, points tn DealNt braska. Missouri, Kan^*x4^^£^«x > sou, Dallas, GalS3?-, N -w .Mexico, Arizona, tana and Texas. o me q t ‘" u * e lias nosup- r: TTor A,her: ~ Mlnnwqwin au<l st. I’aaL , n ‘ " , , Nationally r put cd as > “7* “-TSSfestejKiW life Great lx-the best equipped f >^fh r ou< l hCar l.a : >ad in the World for Line all ciasses of t ravel. * 9 KANSAS CITY /”V*K All Connert ions made xVI s In Union \<4\dvpo\ Through x/O'j'v Tryil, Tlckris via fr :,■ braced Lin-* trave log a saieut all offices luxury, instead the U S. of a <«»• Canada. .ZfCN/X A: comfort. jZCxxJ s' lnformatloiiXy ZZz>\. a< nI ' ,JU! l!a: •■■ f Fare, Sleeping Cars. >. f fc -c hr erf uiv given by T J POTTER, PERCEVAL LOWELL. id Vice PreVt <t Gen'l Manager, Gen. Pass. Agt., Chicago. 11l Chicago, ill. GRAND RAPIDS & INDIANA RAILWAY. In Effect October 15, 1882. COLUMBUS TIME. GOING XOKtHt I Station-— : No. 1. . No. 3. ; No. 5. i No. 7. Cin., C. H. & D lv 8 isam 7 4 pm Richmond lv 3Ofpmlt 10 13 20 Winchester 4 19 12 14pm it 28 Ridgeville '4 39 i!2o8 It 49 Portland 5 08 1 05 1» tram Decatur 613 210 ,1 25 Fort Wayne ar 710 312 220 | Fort Wayne lv I 8 35 I 3 10 s .JOani Kendallville 446 I 4 20 i‘J 42 Sturgis 608 15 42 ill U1 ■‘'jckaburg •7 15 641 'l2l6pm Kalamazoo ar 7 50 7 20 12 50 Kalamazoo lv ■ I 8 05 740 ;2 25 Allegan ' 1 |9 30 '3 50 Grand Rapids ar 1010 i 0 50 425 Grand Rapids Jv 1 7 45am 10 20 j 5 15 D. &M. Crossing .... 755 ’lO 37 1 5 85 Howard City 917 | 1205 pm •• 59 Big Rapids 40 14 I ! I 01 752 Reed City 10 50 ' 2 GO 8 50 Cadillac ar 12 05pm 815 lu 10 Cadillac lv 3:30 1100 Traverse Qty ar 555 ' Kalkaska 527 | 1 Ham Mancelona 604 I1 W Boyne Falls I 7 11 3 22 Petoskey i ! 750 4 15 Harbor Springs 1 8 25 Mackinaw 11 17 00 IT Z going soimi. Stations— I Ng. 2. No. 4. I No. 6. No. b. Marl i aw lv ■.• - : 1.: Harbor Springs 6 40am 7 ou Petovkry | 720 i 105 am Boyne Falls 1 I ■7 59 |1 52 Mancelona ; 9 07 8 10 Kaikaska I 9 44 3 50 Traverse City ; i 18 8 I Cadillac ar ....’1142 >5 45 Cadillac lv 4 00pm 12Qipna' 6 10 Reed City I 5 IS I 16 7 45 Big Rapids ‘ 5 50 1 50 8 19 Howard City ...... 1 647 2 4fi 19 17 D. kM. Crossing...-! B<6 414 ilo 37 Gran< t Rapids ar 8 20 4 35 1055 Grand Rapids lv 700 am SGO ’1 OOpm Allegan I 500 ;1 to Kalamazoo ar 900 1 7 00 1 2 52 Kalamazoo lv 905 715 !2 57 Vicksburg 935 j7 47 I 3 28 Sturris 10 32 S-18 4 40 Kendallville 11 46 !l0 05 1 6 Os, Fort Wayne ar 100 pm Il 20 I7 15 Fort Wayne lv 129 ,6 15am 12 :«»am Decatur '2 10 |7 04 125 1 Portland 310 ;8 08 ,2 31 1 Ridpijville i 3 37 ! 3 fl Winchester 356 18 54 323 ' Richmond 15 00 j 9 55 ::s Cincinnati |7 40 11 10pm 735 No. 5 leaves Cincinnati and No. 8 leaves Mack- ’ inaw City daily, except Saturday. All other trains d ily except Sunday. Woodruff sleeping cars on Nos. 5 and 6 be- ■ tween Cincinnati and Grand Rapids, and sleep- 1 ing and chair cars on same trains between Grand Rapids and Petoskey; also Woodruff • steering cars on Nos. 7 and 8 between Grand Rapids and Mackinaw City. A. B. LEET. Gen’l. Pass. AgenL TOLEDO, CINCINNATI a ST. LOUIS R. R. Time Table—ln Effect Sept. 4, 1882. Going West. 1 Western j Going EasL_ I IIJ 7 I 5 I Division. 161 ft ! 12 A.M. I*. M. A. M. Lv. Ar- P. M. P. M. P. M. 1 39 6 3'.) ...Enterprise...’ 7 39 12 36 .... 4 io 9 18 Warren 5 04 10 00 5 45 ’ 5 04 10 1») ... .Marion 4 10 9 07 6 00 7 30 <33 Kokomo 7 4.* 4 25 .... I Ar. Lv. i .... A. M Go.ng South. I Dayton , Going N I 9 I 1 ' Division. I 2 ’ b | . ..a.M. p. M. Lv. Ar. PM.P. M ... ... M 8256 10 ..West Milton.. 1 BK>6 15 8 41 6 31 Union 7 55 6 'JO . ... 8 45, 6 351, ..Harrisburg... 7 5 11 556 ..... 1.....1Ar. Lv.'a.m L _ Going West. Frankfort and I jGoing East. 13 I HI 7 ifltate Line Div. l ft i 12 14 A.M. A.M. P M. Lv. Ar. A. M. P. M P. M. I 7 45 6 33 ... . Kokomo .... 7 45 3 25 g 30 10 10! 7 50 ar..Frankfort, lv 6 30 1 00 4:1 T A PHILLIPS. T. H. B. BEALE, Gen Manager. Gen. Pass. Agent, W. S. MATTHIAS. Ass’t. Gen. Pass. AgenL 1 ne Gnivo ot Fnync. Near Carthage, in a lonely spot rarely visited, sleeps a wandering minstrel of our own times, whose one immortal song has been heard everywhere the English language is spoken. Like the roving singers of lovely Provence, many times he had nothing but bis harp. John Howard Payne was a gay Bohemian. extravagant in taste, lavish in expenditure, living much, too much, “mid pleasures and palaces,” yet with a vein of sadness deep down in his heart. He died while holding the office of Consul, and a plain marble slab, sent out by the Government of the United States, marks the grave of the homeless man, sixty years a wanderer on this earth, the author of “Home, Sweet Home.” One winter he was without money or credit, and in London, bad not where to , lay his heath He tried to quiet the pain of hunger and homelessness by looking in at the windows <% d from the areas scenting good cheer. It was Christmas Eve; the snow fell fast, the wind was sharp and keen. At one luxurious house the hungry man stopped and watched the light of the Christmas tree. Its candles streamed brightly on the pavement, and among the evergreens he could see red berries of holly, the toys and garlands and the pretty heads of children. They danced and clapped their hands while tlie presents were distributed, and the air rang with shouts.laughter and screams of delight. When the merriment had spent itself a little one young girl went to the piano and struck up “Sweet Home,” while the family joined in a rousing chorus. Was ever contrast so bitter? I have this from Mi’s. Consul General Heap. Payne told it to her long after those evil days were passed.—A T eic York Indei/eiident.

Sinshine.—Many a child goes astrav, not because there is a want of prayer or virtue at hon.e, but simply because Itonio lacks sunshine. A child needs smiles as much as flowers need sunbeams. Children look little bevond the present moment. If a thing pleases they are apt to seek it; if it displeases they are prone to avoid it If home is the place where faces are sour and words harsh, and fault-finding is ever in the ascendant, they will spend as ■tuny hours as possible elsewhere. Tit • ery father and mother, then, try to he happy. Let them look happy. I. ti, .: talk to their children, e.->pe-c..t. ; ttle ones, in spell away as to Wake there happy.

THE SONG OF THE SCHOOL GLHi* With heavy and aching head With wearv but sleepless bral ®’ . A school girl sat in her room at mgM, And thn gave voice to her pam. It’s study bv day and by night, And it’s study by night and by day, Till a blur comes over my sight, And my brain seems oozing away. The studies an- lied so h'Kh That the weight is breaking me down. I wish I had wings, and ruM W Away from tne school and the town. It'S study and study at school. a d it’s studv anti study up here, And I slin-itier benoat.li tlie rulo That awaits the failure I tear. AH dav and all night is my head With t.L'are- and facte opprMJM. And a: last when 1 craw! into t*d They haunt me and rub me oi resa percei?' aft* Perhaps I may marrv some day, If 1 ever get through with my life, And what wi 1 irty husband say To a nervous and fidgety wife? It’s study by dav and bv night. And it's study by night and by day: Oh, su ely it • annot be ight To study and never to play. ■New York Sun. Mrs. Warden's Club. Young and beautiful Mrs. Warden was back on her visit to her far Eastern home. For eighteen long months she lived or existed, as she phrased it, in the small Western town to which as a bride she had gone. Her friends all pitied her and she pitied herself that so much youth, beauty and accomplishments were wasted on the unappreciative air of Jonesville, on the line of the A. Z. railroad. Yet it could not well ibe helped. Her husband was a prominent railroad official, and, as the superi intendent of a new branch of a great I railroad, he was obliged to be stationed at one of the termini of his division, and Jonesville was the place. When Mrs. Warden opened her trunks and shook out her almost un- ; touched wedding dresses, she discovered that they were somewhat out of fashion. “It’s utter folly for any one going to live in the far West to take such a wardrobe as this there,” she said. “Fancy my going calling in Jonesville with these dresses on! Imagine how I caught these laces and ruffles and fringes on the jimson weeds and snaggy sidewalks of the place.” “ How do you ever manage to exist ?” was the sympathetic inquiry of one of her friends. “Is there any society there at all?” “There are some really nice and intelligent people there, I believe, but I know very little of them. They generally live in a very small way; many of the women do their own work, and, beyond returning the calls made when I first went there, I know very little about them. We have our suite of rooms at the hotel, and are very comfortable ourselves, but I spend my time mostly j in reading and drawing or with my music, and I can assure you it gets very monotonous and lonesome.” “Mary, I think you, perhaps, make a great mistake, both for your own happiness and that of others, by living in that way.” It was kind-hearted and philanthropic Aunt Mary, for whom Mrs. Warden was named and to whose extensive property Mrs. Warden was heir, tha f spoke. Mrs. Warden and her one or two girl companions turned with surprise toward the speaker. “Why, Aunt Mary, what would you have me do ? You know lam not the least bit in the world inclined to be - pious or a missionary. IVhat sugges--1 tion have you to make as to my mode of life ?” “You ought to mingle with and take an interest in the people of the town. You have means an I leisure. Doubtless there are many young people, many busy and careworn women, in that little town to whom you could be a constant messenger of good if you tried.* “ How ? In what way ?” “AVell, you sing an I play beautifully, Do you give any of those people the opportunity of hearing you?” “No, never.”

“You read beautifully; your mind is cultivate 1 and stored with knowledge. Do you ever try to share these acquirements with your young neighbors, perhaps less favored than you?” “I never thought of such a thing.” “Would your hu-band object?” “No; he would only lie too delighted to have me take an interest in anything in Jonesville. It is a constant grief to him th t I am so isolated and have no amusements. ”

“Well, now, my dear, when you go back, take my advice and associate yourself mo’ e with the people; try‘o do them good; try to interest yourself and them in some kind of -ocial enjoym> nt and life. My word for it, yon wil soon learn to enjoy it.” Aunt Mary' words made nn impression on Mrs. Warden's m nd. alth ugh her ideas were verv vague as to how sh could car.y out her aunt's, -uggest:ons. Nevertheless, in all the social pleasures which she so richly enjoved during her visit, she kept asking herself whether any of these could be intro need in Jonesville. She felt sure that “Kettle drums” and soirees musicales and other entertainments would be impracticable on account of sm ill houses and lack of sufficient musical cultivation among the people. But when one afternoon she went with one of her friends to the meeting of a woman’s literary club, and the next week attended an evening reception given by the club to which gentlemen were invited; when she saw a social ' institution which had for a basis intellectual companionship only, in I which neither fashionable dress nor | costly and elaborate refreshments were i essential—she began to wonder whether ; or no such a social institution eould be introduced in Jonesv lie, thereby breaking the monotony of life and giving people something to think about. The idea grew upon her as she thought over it, and she was surprised to find when the time came for her to return tha her plan of organizing a club so filled her fancy that she was even eager to start. On the way she told her husband of her plan, and, as is not unusual with husbands when wives present projects, he saw a good many diflicalties in the way which, without mean ng particularly to discourage her, he laughingly enumerated. “So you mean to enlist the bright women and leave out the stupid ones. You’ll have the whole town about your ears, for that would require jou to include Miss Phelps, the milliner, and exclude Mrs. Haller, the banker’s wife.” “I shan’t exclude Mrs. Haller but I shall include Miss Phelps. She is one of the most intelligent and best-man-nered ladies in Jonesville. lam going to put in practice the theory I have always held that those who work for a living are just as good as those who do nothing. I rather fancy my position is such th .t I can do as I please sociallv,” and Mrs. Warden straightened herself up a littie and looked proudly at her husband. At one point in their journey a connecting train brought quite an accession of passengers, among them a gentleman with whom Mr. Warden seemed to be well acquainted and ou most friendly terms He was accompanied by his newly-made wife, a pleisant-looking, neatly-dreafred lady, and they were refcurrqqig from their wedding trip. Mr. Waxden introduced Mr. and Mrs. Har-

mon to his wife and then he and his friend betook themselves to the smok- < ing-car. , Observing that the lady had in her hand a volume of Schiller’s poems in the original, Mrs. Warden a.ked her if she read German, and learned that the ladv was a German by birth, although she spoke without the slightest accent. Tneir conversation turned upon German literature and poetry, and when at the end of an hour >r. Warden returned his wife void him what a pleasant acquain. ance she had formed, and what a valuable member of the club Mrs. Harmon would make. “I am glad to hear you are pleased with Mrs. Harmon,” said Mr. Warden. “I understand there was a groat deal of talk in Jonesville aliouJ. Mr oiih 'pub'nc since y.m went East. Mr. Hirnion is very wealthy, you know, and one of the most influential men in Jonesville, but has been considered a nn st confirmed bachelor. This lady cime to Jonesville about a year ago with the familv of Mr. Harmon’s brother, as a sort of nursery governess for their children. The brother's wife died, and for some time afterward tha

whole care of the family was given over to Marie Bergelman, now Mrs. Harmon. Nobody, it seems, hal ever noticed her much *nd she had no associates in the town, when it suddenly became known that Mr. James Harmon was goin r to marry his brother’s housekeep 'r. Since then it has been the town’s ta’k, and gre it indignation is expressed, as I learn, by the g >od matrons and young women of the place over the f ict. How do you think you’ll manage that matter in vour club?” Mrs. Warden did not at once reply. In fact, she was a little taken aback herself. However, she determined to take further opportunity to judge Mrs. Harmon from personal observation, and during the long western ride she had several conversations with the lady, held with a special view to discovering the real qualities of her mind and heart Her decision, as announced to Mr. Warden, was that Mrs. Harmon was extremely sensible, very intelligent and well-read, and that, let folk- talk as they would, Mrs. Harmon should be invited to join the club. Great was the surprise of a good many of the ladies of Jonesville that Mrs. Warden, on her return from her long visit iu the Eastt did not wait for any formal calls, but ran in sociably of an evening to see them. She seemed quite changed, qu te full of pleasant interest in people and things in general, and since she had been of all the ladies in the place the most looked up to, and considered the most exclusive, much self-eongratulation was indulged in on, account of her friendly calls. By the time the fall sea-on had fairly set in Mrs. Warden had her list mads up of those whom she intended to invite to join with her in forming a literary and social club for the purpose of mutual improvement and pleasure. Engaging the use of the hotel parlor for the afternoon and arranging with the proprietor for handing light refreshments to the guests before they separated, she issued notes of invitation to some thirty ladies of the place, requesting them to meet her at the place designated, for the purpose of taking into consideration the organiza ion of a woman’s literary and social club. There was no small flutter of excitement among the recipients of the invitations. and much comparison of notes and many wondering surmises as to who all were invited, what Mrs. Warden meant to propose when she got them together, whether they would be expected to go in their best clothes, and similar questions. Two days before the time namedin the invitations, Mrs. Warden received a joint call from Mrs. Haller, the banker's wife, and the wife of one of the principal building contractors of the town. Mrs. Haller was a large, overdressed woman, who never, for one instant, forgot that her husband was a banker, and Mrs. Jones, the contractor’s wife, was a little, thin, fidgety woman, whose one sole anxiety was to get her family into the best society, and conceal the fact that her husband had once been a carpenter. Both of these ladies had been included by Mrs. Warden in her invitations inasmuch as they represented fami ies andintere ts which she would not wish to ignore. Both ladies, however, seemed somewhat embarrassed, as they stated that they had called on a particular errand, and that they hoped Mrs. Warden would excuse them if they seemed to meddle, but really they thought she ought to know some things which, perhaps, she did not.

Mrs. Warden was all attention. “We heard that you had invited Mrs. Harmon to the meeting to-morrow. Perhaps it isn’t true.” “It is true. I have invited Mrs. Her mon. Why should I not ?” “Did you know th it none of the ladieof the town have ever called on her?” “I have called on her. Pray why di they not call ?” “Why, didn’t you know? She was nothing but a hired housekeeper at Mr. Harmon’s brother’s. We all consider it perfectly outrageous the way she inveigled him into marrying her. We are sure that if it was rea ly known that Mrs. Harmon was invited, many of the ladies would not come.” Mrs. AVarden’s color was crimson in a moment. “Ladies,” she said, “I formed Mrs. Harmon’s acqn <intaneeon my way back from the East. I knew nothing of her liefore, but I found her to be an intelligent, well-bred lady. It makes no ( difference to me what her occupation has been, so long as it was an hone.t one. I shall certainly show her the | courtesy and kindness due to intelligence and good sen-e everywhere, and always accorded by honorable people. In my plans for a social and literary club. I have mcluded intelligence wherever I have been able to find it. If anv ladies whom I have invited see fit to object. that is their privilege.” It was observed that Mrs. Haller and Mrs. Jones made several calls after leaving the par’ors of Mrs. Warden tha‘ afternoon. The intended erraud of the ladies had been known to a good many who were very anxious to know the re -u'.t By evening it was generally known through the town that Mrs. Warden was going to stand by Mrs. Harmon. It was also known that Miss Phelps, the m Hiner, and Miss May, the telegraph operator, and Miss the saleswoman in the principal store of the town, had been invited. “Such an outrageous ind high-handed attempt to force the acquaintance of those people on ns I never heard,” was Mrs. Jones’ comment to her husband that eveninz: “but I suppose Mrs. Warden thinks she can do anything becau e her husband is rich and holds snch a high position on the railroad. If I had my way we would all combine and put her down. I'd show her if she could force the society of such people on me.” The next day a strange thing happened. Mrs Harmon had more than a dozen calls. The ladies who called generally came singly and seemed surprised and confused at meeting other callers. All were profuse in their apologies for not having called before. Mrs. Harmon had the good sense not to appeir at all surprised nor coul l she surmise what had started this sudden stream of social attention. The ladies all spoke of expecting to meet her at Mrs. Warden's parlors the nest afternoon and hoped to know her better.

But the surprise of the ladies of | Jonesville was only "hen, ; aft r the meeting had been called to order and its 'objects explained, Mrs. Warden said that as a part of the entertainment of the afternoon a paper on the life of Schiller would be read by Mrs. Harmon. Before the paper was concluded the majority of the listeners were wondering who in the company could write anot her paper as good. They seemed to realize that a new standard had been set up among them, and when in the organization of the club Mrs. Harmon was chosen Vice President and Miss Phelps was made Secretary, ail joined with a hearty good will in accepting the fact that brains, intelligence, an I good It is more than thr. e years now since Mrs. Warden organized h r club and it has l>een, ever since, the great social instil tion and educator of the people of Jonesville. By the terms of admission any 1 dy whose intelligence would enable her to ad I something to the intellectual resources of the c ub was eligible to election .as a member Many a young girl was s imulated to intellectual I culture or to the study of music or to

extensive and careful reading in order that she might be able to present some claims for adm>ss on. The m mbers of the club were divided into special committees on music, literature, rea ling, am isenn-iits, etc., and each committee vied with the rest in providing for the interest an I progress of th * club. , Mrs. Warden’s plendid musical gifts wore brought into requisition and her committee, which was the one on music, w is the means of elevating the musical taste of the whole town. The evening receptions given by the club once a month brought together the rich and ! poor, the employers and the employed, i on the one common basis of intelligence and good manners. To these evening receptions gentlemen, both married and single, were invited, the club being made up of both married women and young girls. The only line drawn in regard to invitations to young gentlemen was that no one who was known to lie fast or profane or intemperate could come within the charmed circle, whde honesty and intelligence were ever welcome. Music, the reading i of essays, discussions, readings and recitations were among the entertainments provided. And now as Mrs. Warden once more contemplates m iking a long visit to her far Eastern home, one of the pleasures she anticipates is that of telling Aunt Mary of all the delightful times they have and all the pleasant things they have accomplis ed in her literary and social club a. Jonesville.— IFedera Manmine. Our Ancestors’ Manners. Some one has said that manners in New England went ont with the cocked hat. That may be so, though we should be loath to affirm that the last of the cocked hats was the last gentleman. But it is true that the formal courtesy which once marked every gentleman, and every well-bred boy also, was associated with small clothes, shoes and knee-buckles and a cocked hat. An anecdote of the Rev. William Greenongh, for fifty years a pastor in Newton, Mass., illustrates the manners of the olden times. He was a Boston boy, whose father had brought him up to feel that a certain amount of ceremony was necessary to the expression of courtesy. If he took off his hat, the sign of respect was not completed until the hat was as low as his elbow. In the latter part of his life, the courteous old clergyman was not pleased with the change wrought in the manners of the boys. He had no respect for the brusque ways of young America, and not unfrequently rapped its knuckles, as a protest against its scanty courtesy. His grandson, a Boston boy of 10 years, was once visiting at the parsonage. His manners troubled the old clergyman, and he determined to give him a lesson in good breeding. One day, as Mr. Greenough and his grandson were at the door, the baker drove into the yard. “Grandpa, will you get me a piece of gingerbread?” asked the boy. “Y’es,” answered the kind-hearted old man, walking to the cart. Taking a piece, he faced the boy and said: "Now, William, take off your hat and make a bow.” The boy, never having been taught accomplishment, was as much surprised as if he had been ordered to repeat the Hebrew alphabet. He remained motionless. “Pull off your hat. I say, and make a bow,” said the grandfather, in a more peremptory tone. But William was too astonished to

move. Dropping the gingerbread into his side pocket, Mr. Greenongh walked into the house. Not a word was said, but the next I morning the baker again drove into the yard, where grandfather and grandson were standing. “Grandpa, will you get me a piece of gingerbread ?” asked the boy, as on the morning before. It was bought and held up, as Mr, Greenough, without saying a word, looked his grandson in the face. Oil' came the hat and down went the head, for the boy had learned from the lesson of the previous morning that a ceremonious bow must precede his eating of the cake. Perhaps, our ancestors were too cerei mouious, but a littie of their formal courtesy would improve the manners of their children. Standing Firm For Their Rights. An amusing story, supposed to illustrate Alsatian character, is told in one of the London papers. Two peasants, farmers who had been staying latest "Kirchweili,” started for home at the same time, and both were a little mellow. One who had his team with him offered the other a seat in his wagon, w hich offer of course was accepted. The sky was intensely clear, and the two men sat silent for some time gazing at the stars, and apparently absorbffl in their contemplation of the splendor of nature. At last one gave the other a thrust and observed: “Sepp, I will tell thee all I want—just one matt (meadow) as big as the firmament over yonder.” “And I,” returned Sepp, “will tell thee all I want—just as many cows and sheep as there are blinking stars up there.” “Thou dummer teufel,” observed his friend, “what could a man do with so many cows and sheep? The world would never grow fodder enough j for them all.” “Aye, that may be,” said the other, with a shrewd look, “but I should drive them into thy big meadow.” "That thou should’st never do, Sepp; not a hoof of anybody else’s cattle should tread upon it.” Sepp declared he should contest the dog-in-the-manger claims of his neighbor, asserting that heaven belonged to everybody, and that a pasture as big as heaven would be a gigantic common. The two men, who were usually the best of friemjs, passed from words toblows in their absurd vindication of the rights of property on one ide and the privilege of trespass on the other. The conflict ended by the 0.-< ner of the wagon being knocked out of , !11 " A v.hicle. This led to a complaint . .ore a local court, and the ridiculous conversation in the cart at m: : .-lit «a solemnly reproduced as part of the evidence. One of the benevolent New Yorkers who helped introduce the English sparrow here has had to remove even bracket and go to an expense of I for painting.

GOSSIP FOR THE LADIES. What the F.lrt Said. If I made you think me yours, It was only to be kind; I did not mean it I’m engaged to all my wooers; And if you had not been blind, You would have seen IL I am far too much for one; So. you ne ■, I must divide, And take a dozen! Now, with you wiiat shall be doner Be a twelfth, or else decide, ■; To be a “cousin!" i | Come, don’t let mv words offend, An 1 vour angry heart relieve, L | And t»v, "You flirt, you! [ ; Take mv hand, and bemy friend, , 1 While I t-11 you that I grieve My folly hurt you! . ~oeorffe Birdseye, in Quiz. Mary •'"* t>fckey. “Mary Jane,” said Dickey, “why ' would Lot have been a better Captain i for the ark than Noah?” “Why?” said ' . Mary Jane. “Because,” said Dickey, “Mrs. Lot was an old salt.” “Dickey,” said Mary Jane, “you are avery fresh young man." — Louist’ille Courierjournal. ms /tnawcr. Thev were standing together where i the thickly clustering vines that clam- ! : bered about the porticos of her father’s palatial mansion cast their deepest shadow. His manly shoulder supported : ; her classically feminine head as she 11 spohe these words: “What is it that I sustains us, Reggie, when the clouds of adversity shut out the blue sky of ; affluence, when the vanities and ambiI tions of life have fallen about us like j leaves in autumn, when the voice of i fate sounds in our ears like the dirge of | midnight winds in a forest of pines, ! and there are no sweet song-birds warbling in the bowers of hope—what is it that sustains us. Reggie?" He pressed his lips to her half-closed eyelids and, in a voice tremulous with happiness, i answered: “Gin.” Anecdotes by a Dry Goods Man. A lady entered one of our leading dry I goods houses di siring to purchase gen- ' tiemen’s underwear. Approaching the : counter the following dialogue took | place: “Have you gentlemen’s undervests?” I “Yes’m; what size?” (Having forgotten to ask her hus- . I band) — “Well, I declare! I guess I shall have to leave that to your judgment. My husband wears a full beard.” The clerk hail strength enough to pass judgment, and the lady wondered I why he smiled. She must have been some relation to the lady whose husband told her to get him some “Cartwright & Warner’s ' an- : nels,” and who upon re ching the store I asked if he had “ Wainwright & Carti warner’s underwear.” The other day a woman asked the I clerk if the colors in his goods were j “fast.” And to hear him with a sober I face say that “the colors were shot in with a gun,” she believed him. Such is perfect faith.— Detroit Free Press An Unmarried Woman’s Consolation. The writer rallied a young lady i friend some time ago, and chaffed her upon being an “old maid.” She rei plied: lam now past <3O. I have a good name. I have been bridesmaid a score of times. I a.k myself with I which one of the beautiful girls that I have seen take the marriage vow would j I exchange lots to-day? Not one. I Some are living apart from their hus- ! bands; some are divorced; some are now the wives of di unken men; some are hanging on the ragged edge of so--1 ciety, endeavorin'? to keep up appearances; some are toiling to educate and support their children, and these are the least miserable: some tread the narrow line between the boundary of which lies the mysterious land, aid ! some few hai e gone out into its darkness and unknown horrors, and some are dead. A few there are who are loved and honored wives and mothers, with happy homes; but alas, only a very few.— Parisian. Belles of Ancient Undoubtedly there is much idle talk about the wonderful extravagance of ladies of the present day. their pursuit of constantly changing styles and the luxuri< s demanded by those who can, or think they can. afford the expense. One would be led to suppose, in the absence of knowledge to the contrary, that these were things of modern growth. But just look at the “style" they us d to put on in early ages and their enormous extravagance. We are told that the ladies of Lesbos slept on roses whose perfume had been artificially hei htened. And in those times C‘ urt maidi ns powdered their hair with gold. Marc Antony’s daughter did not : change her diets half a d zen times a day. as do the Saratoga graces, but she made the lampreys in her tish-pond w ear earrings. The dresses of Lollia Paulina, the rival of Agrippina, were v lined at $2,664,480. This did not include her jewels. She wore nt one supper $1,562,"00 worth of jewels, and it was a plain citizens’ supper. The luxury of Popp® <, beloved by Nero, was equal to that of L Ilia. The women of the Roman empire indulged in all sorts of luxuries and ex- | cesses, and these were revived under Napoleon the First in France. Mme. I Tallien bathed herself in a w ish of strawberries and raspberries, and had I herself rubbed down -with sponges dipped in milk and perfumes. Ovid says that in his day girls were taught to smile gracefully. The beauties of ancient times were jnst as vain as modern belles, and spent the greater part of the day at their toilet. The use of cosmetics was universal among them. Asp isia and Cleopatra, ! models of female beautv, it is said, both used an abundance of paiat. and each wrote a treatise on cosmetics. Cleopatra used bears’ grease to keep her hair from falling out. Roman ladies were so careful of their complexions that to protect them they wore masks. The Athenian women of antiquity were very studious of their attitudes and actions, and thought a hurried and sudden step a sign of rusticity. We have c rtain styles of be.antv nowalays:so had the Greeks. Thev went wild over the “ideal chin” neither sharp nor blunt, hut gently undulating in its outline, and losing itself gradually ard almost insensibly in the fullness of the neck. The union of the eyebro ivs nas esteemed by the Romans as a beauty. It is said they admired the air of dignity it gave to the face. An Albanian belle of to-day presents a rather striking appearance. She is, as a rule, coiled with seed pearls and coins and enveloped in a black serge pelisse. She uses paint on her face profusely, and her taste runs to cherry lips and cheeks, and jet-black eyebrows strongly drawn. An Albanian bride discards paint for a while, and, if wealthy, wears a suit something like this: Rose-colored under-robes with an over-robe of darkgreen velvet, the idea being taken from a rosebud half opened in its leaves. Thus arrayed, the girl of handsome features is said to look reallv bewitching. The Tartars despise prominent nasal appendages, and the woman who has the smallest nose is esteemed the most charming, but to outside barbarians she is a perfect fright. The women of Splti, in India, wear tunics and trousers of woolen stuff,

with large boots, partly of leather, i partlv of blanket, which come up to the knee, and which they are fond of taking off at any time. In order to get greater warmth they often put a quantity of flour into these boots beside their legs. Their taste in regard to ornaments runs much to all sorts of rings including nose rings. A typical woman in the interior of Africa is thus described: “Her naked negro skin was leathery, coarse and wrinkled; her figure was tottering and knock-kneed; her thin hair hung in greasy locks; on her wrists and ankles she had almost an arsenal of metal links of iron, brass and copper, strong enough to bind a prisoner in his cell. About her neck were hanging chains of iron, strips of leather, strings of wooden balls, and heaven knows what more lumber.” — Poston World. Darling Ben and Baby EtbeL One of the Congressmen from a Southern State was in his committeeroom one day when there was a call for him to vote. He grabbed up a pile of letters he saw on the table, which unfortunately had been left there by another member of his committee, a bachelor of vapid habits by the way, and thrust them iuto his coat pocket. When he went home that nigh he gavo his wife his coat to mend, and in the pocket she discovered some communications of a strictly personal and confidential character written in a lady s hand and addressed to “Mv Dear Ren,” “My Darling Ben,” and containing mysterious references which not only excited the wife’s curiosity but endangered her peace of mind. He was ont for the evening, a dcime in late. As | be entered his room at the hotel his wile observed in a eigniftent tone: “Were you over to G. street tonight?” “Yes, ma'am," was his prompt reply. “I thought as much. Did you see Ethel?” “Ethel who?” “ ‘Your loving Ethel’; ‘Your own baby Ethel;’ the woman who signs herself that wav when she writes you letters * “Now, what in thunder ”he exclaimed. “Don't swear, Ben; it won't make matters any better by swearing,” said she, bursting into tears; “I’ve found—i boo, hoo—those letters —boo, hoo—in your pocket—boo, hoo. I didn’t mean to —boo. hoo—but they fell out when I was mending your coat—boo, hoo. I didn't suppose my husband was snch a man—boo, hoo—but I knew something would happen—boo, hoo—with so many women calling on you all the time—boo, hoo —to get places in the departments—” “Now, Maggie,” said Ben, “stop cry- ' ing, and tell me what’s up. I don’t know anybody by the name of Ethel, and I never got a love-letter from any one but you in my life. Where are the letters you found in my pocket?” “I—l—l burned them up, boo, hoo,” she cried, “the hateful things. I couldn't bear to look at them. I didn’t read—boo, hoo—but one, and it made mo so mad—boo, hoo—that I thought I should burst—boo, hoo; but they all commenced ‘ Darling Ben ’ —boo, hoo—or something like that—boo, hoo. Oh, dear! Oh, dear!” "Burned ’em up, did you?” remarked Ben, reflectively. “Burned 'em up. eh? That leaves us in a nice fix, don’t it.” And they were in the “fix” until morning, when the statesman went to the Capitol with a gloomy face and a load on his mind, wondering who under the sun Ethel was, and what fellow had been putting up a job on him. As be entered the committee-room he met his colleague named Ben, wearing an equally-troubled face, who at once led him over into the corner, and in a hesitating, embarrassed way whispered: “You haven’t seen some letters of mine around here, have you? I've lost some papers that are ot ho importance to any one but me, and, by-gad, I’d give a thousand dollars to be sure they were safe.” “Female affairs?” inquired Ben No. 1, with an oh-be-joyful expression on his face. “Weil—yes, something of that kind,” answered Ben No. 2. “Dear Ben—Ethel—G street—darling boy —your baby—eh ?” “Been reading them, have you?” exclaimed Ben No. 2, looking very severe. “That’s—” “No, I haven’t seen ’em,” remarked Ben No. 1. “But my wife read ’em last night, and raised a devil of a muss. My name’s Ben, you know. Come on! Come on!” he exclaimed, dragging No. 2, by the shoulder. “Come down and get me out of my scrape, and I’ll tell you where your letters are.” It took some time to convince Mrs. Ben No. 1 that it wasn’t a cooked up explanation, but she finally surrendered, and her husband ha < never since made a post office of his coat.

How to Make a Fro? Croak. Perched on a comfortable log of wood is a frog, surveying nature with a placid stare of contentment which, as a rule, amphibians preserve under the most trying circumstances of life. I know that Mr. Rana Temporaria (as he is designated by scientific circles) possesses a voice, but that he elects to let himself be heard, as a rule, only when it suits himself. You may get'round your frog, however, by an ingenious physiological trick, much resembling an unknown benefactor who knows you are bound to laugh when he tickles you under the arms. Did you ever hear of Goltz's experiment of the “Quak-versnch?” No; then suppose that Mr. R. Temporaria Clammyskin. as he sits before vou, could l>e deprived of the front lobes of his brain. The mechanism of the experiment is simple in the extreme. Draw your finger gently down the middle of his back, and when yon touch a given part of Clammyskin’s surface, the frog, minus the front lobes, will croak. He will not croak unless yon stroke his back; but regularly, as if you touched the “croaking-spot” in the" amphibian organ, he will emit his single note whenever your finger arrives at the stated spot. There is much that is obscure here, but the rationale of the inscrutable croak is at least clear. It is produced by an order of the part of the brain which governs the vocal organs of Clammyskin. and which part is stimulated unerringly and unvaryingly by the outward stimilus supplied by the souch of the finger. But when pOSSPSSin g his front lobes, the frog mav still l»e made to croak by application of gentle stimulus to his back, while naturally the male frogs are given to croak incessantly at the time of egg-deposition. The male voice asserts itself in a very marked manner over that of the female frogs, and in the scientific version of A frog Le would a-wooing go, the croaks count for much, both as a sign of attractiveness in the wooer and ol his progress in his suit. When we have attained to such heights in the science I of mind as may entitle the scientist of the future to write the “Comparative ' Psychology of the Frog's Wooing." and of the Clammvskin tribe in general, the language of the croak may prove to be I more diverse and eloquent' than we may 1 suppose to be possible. There can be i no doubt, even in the present state of our knowledge, of the overwhelminglv powerful nature of the oratory preva- I lent in our ponds and ditches in the j months of early spring —Belgravia. A bak of gold was cast in Nevada City, CaL, which weighed 350 pounds, ( the largest ever cast in this country, I

•‘MASHED” THE WAX WOMAN. The Bad Boy and Hts Ba Go to the Exportlion. I From the Milwaukee Bnnl. “What was the doctor at your house for this morning?" asked the groceryman. "Is your ma sick ?” I “No, ma Is worth two m the bush. It's pa that ain’t well. He w having some trouble with his digestion, lou see he went to the exposition with me as a guide, and that is enough to ruin any man's digestion. I’a is near-sighted, anil he said he wanted me to go along and show him things. Well, I nr« had so much ton since pa fell ont of the boat, First. I made him jump clear across the aisle, there where the stuff<’<» tigers are, by the fur place. I told him tlie keeper was jftst coming along with some meat to feed Hie animals, and Whentlcv smelled the meat they just clawed things. He fun against a ehow - case, and then wanted to go ttwny. He said he traveled witli a circtta when he was young, and no one knew the dangers of fooling around wild animals better than he did. Well, you would a died to see pa there by the furniture place, where they have got beautiful beds and chairs. ‘There was one blue chair under a glass case, all velvet, and a sign was over it telling people to keep their hands off. Pa asked me what the sign was, and I fold him it said ladies ami gentlemen are requested to sit in the chairs and try them. Pa climbed over the railing and was just going to sit down on tlie glass showcase over the chair, when one of the walk around fellows with police hats took him by the collar and yanked him back over the railing, and was going to kick pa's pants. Pa was mad to have his coat collar pulled tip over his head, and have the set of his coat spoiled, and he was going to sass the man, when I tohl pa that the man was a lunatic from the asylum, that was on exhibition, and pa wanted to go away from there. He said he didn't know what they wanted to exhibit lunatics for. We went upstairs to the pancake bazar, where they broil pancakes out of self-rising flour and put butter and sugar on them and give them away, Pa said he could eat more pancakes than any man out of jail, and wanted me to get him some. I took a couple of pancakes and tore I out a piece of the lining of my coat and I put it between the pancakes and handed them to pa, with a paper around the pancakes. Pa didn’t notice the paper I nor the cloth, and it would have made ■ you laUgh to see him chew cm them. I I told him I guessed he didn't have as ! good teeth as he used to, and lie said, : ‘Never you mind the teeth,’ and he kept i on until he swallowed the whole busiI nets, but he said he guessed he didn’t i want any more. But 1 fhottghf I should . split when pa wanted a drink of water. I asked him if he would druther have ! mineral water, and he said he guessed it would take the strongest kind of mineral water to wash dow ti them pan- ; cakes, so I took him to where the tire extinguishers are and got him to take the nozzle of the extinguisher in his ! mouth, and I turned the faucet. I don't : think he got more than a quart of the stuff out of the saleratus machine down him, but he rared right up and said he'd l>e condemned if he believed that water was ever intended to drink, and he felt as though he should bust, and just then the man who kicks the big organ struck up. and the building shook, and I guess pa thought he had bnstcsl. The most fun was when we catnr along to where the wax woman is. They have got a wax woman dressed up to kill, and she looks just as natural as if she could breathe, Bhe has a handkerchief in her hand, and as we came along I told pa there was a lady that seemed to know him. Pa is on the mash hisself, and he looked at her and smiled, and said good evening, and asked me who she was. I told him it looked to me like the girl that sings in the choir at i our church, and pa said course it is. ami he went right in where she was, and said, ‘Pretty good show, isn't it,’ and put out his hand to shake hands v. ith I her, but the woman who tends the ! stand came along and thought pa was I drunk, and said, ‘Old gentleman, I guess . you had better get out of here. This is I for ladies only.’ Pa excused himself : to the wax woman, and said he would | see her later.”

Business Decisions. A fire policy had a condition that all other insurance should be brought to the notice of the company. After a loss it refused to pay because other insurance had been got atter the execution and delivery of the policy. In the action of Warwick vs. Monmouth County Mutual Insurance Company this defense was set up, and the court sustained it. The plaintiff claims that the condition applied only to other insurance existing at the time of the delivery of the policy. The case was carried up and the Supreme Court of New Jersey, at its last term, affirmed the action of the court below. Jndge Magie, in the opinion, said; "Stipulations of this sort are restrictions on the right of redress of the insured against the insurers on the contract. As such they impose a burden on the insured for the insurer’s benefit, and must, therefore, be strictly construed. A bank, on settling with a depositor, kept back the amount of a check which had lieeu presented to it, but which it had refused to pay. The holder of the check sued the bank, Saylor vs. Bushong, but the court instructed the jury to find a verdict for the bank, and the case was carried to the Supreme Court of Pennsylvania, v ho, in April, reversed the judgment. Judge Turnkey, in the opinion, said : “If a bank expressly or impliedly promise the drawer to pay the check the holder may sue it payment be refused. When a depositor settles his account with the bank, and leaves the exact amount of an outstanding check expressly for its payment, and the bank tacitly retains the monev and settles on that basis, it is liable to the holder on the implied acceptance. All parties to the check would naturally infer from such action that the bank retained the money for the use of the holder.

An Odd Little Industry. Just at this time the essence of Wintergreen is very high—as high as $3 a pound. The oil of wintergreen comes chiefly from New York State, and from Pennsylvania, where the Wintergreen vine aud the birch trees grow in abundance. The makers of wintergreen essence are under the surveillance of the government. The oil is made from wintergreen when wintergreen is abundant. If it is not plenty, birch is used. The plant of the oil-maker consists of a furnace made of rough stones, a boiler, a tin pipe, a trough, a barrel, and a running brook. The tin pipe leads from tl e top of the boiler through the water in the trough to a barrel. Under the end of the pipe is placed a barrel, and on the end of the pipe in the barrel is hung a glass jar. The boiler is filled with w ater and birch bark and w intergreen twigs. A fire is built, the steam is forced through the pipe, and is condensed by the pipes passing through the water in the trough. The oil of wintergreen and the water fall into the glass jar. but the oil being heavier th«n the water, goes to the bottow of the jar, while the water runs over into the barrel and is used again. The business is carried on in certain seasons, both day and night, as the pot must l>e kept boiling. The men who work at this business make their homes during the season in the forest or field wherever the birch or wintergreen is to be fomjd.

Thev enjoy an all-season picnic, unless the revenue collector- “drops down” upon them, ns he does upon many, and collects $.16 for every still-like apparatus he finds. It is supjxised tlmt somm of the rude affairs f. rcondensnig,.wlnelu the government calls stills, ar-* -<’ i-on>-eealHl in the forest that the e dos tor' does not find them. The manuta -fbrM-s. dispose of it (the oil) to apotli.evne-. for al»oiit s*2 per pound, who. nit O ih ■ luting with alcohol, sell it to co,tilstinners and o»ers at the usual a] o’liecaries' profit.—Fr-'C'''' '"'' MUmat ■ HOUSEKEEPERS’ HELI’S. Ckfam Pre.—Beat to a cream three table s]x><mfuls of sugar and one of butter; add two table-spoonfuls of flour, two eggs, half a pint of cream; flavor with lemon. Citr ix Pcoding.—Mix one quart of cream with three spoonfuls of butter, one-half pound of fl ur, one-half pound of citron peel, j elks o six eggs an I a i little nutmeg. Bake in teacups in a qxu<?H oven. PnwpClX Pre.— Cut the pumpkin in smGl i ieces v»re and bo 1 tdl tender; “ fXh lhe colander The day [he pies are to be nia‘k‘ «<hl thre • pmts of the pumpkin to five of salt and ginger to taste. ’anq aim. bottom crust only. Fish Croquettes.—Take dressed fl<h of any kind, separate it from the bones, mince it with a little seasoning, an egg beaten with a teaspoonful of flour and one of milk ; roll it into balls; brush the outside with egg, and dredge it well with bread crumbs, fry them of a nice color; the bones, heads, tails, with an onion and a pint of water, stewed together, will make the gravy. Tea Cakes.—Rub half a pound of butter into a pound of flour; take one: table-spoonful of good barm, andwirmi sufficient cream to make the flour and butter into a light paste, then set it before the firetorse. When you make : the paste into cakes, work two ounces : of caraway seeds into it, make it into round cakes and strew » tow caraway seeds at the top of each. Rake then* upon sheet in , am? serWf them. | hot for breakfast or tea. Veal Rolls.—Cut thin slires of veal and .spread on them a fine seasoning of ; a verv few ernmbs. a little chopped bacon, parsley and shalot, some mash--ro ms stewed and minced, pepper, salt. j and a snnll piece of pounded mace. This stuffing may either fill up the roll I like a sausage, or be rolled with the uiea’. In either case tie it up very tight, and stew very slowly in a gravy. Serve it when tender, after skimming it nicely. Potato DtTMPLISGS.—Ped some potatoes and grate them into a basin of water; let the pulp remain in the water for a cotlple of hours, drain it off, and mix with it half its weight of flour; season with pepper, salt and choppedonions. If not moist enough add a little water. Roll into dumplings the size of a large apple, sprinkle them well with flour, an 1 throw them into boiling water. AVhcn you observe them rising to the top of the saucepan, they will be boiled enough. Mutton chops should be taken from the loin, from one-half to three-quarters l of an inch thick. Thev should not be put on the gridiron until ev rytlnng else is ready to lie served: have a clear cinder fire to broil them; if the fat ailing from them should cause a blaze, remove the gridiron for a moment and strew a handful of salt over the fire. They should be kept continually turned; the greater part of the chine-bone should be chopped off; cut off a good deal of the fat, but do not pepper or flour the chops: and serve them immediately. UYstEr Omelet. —Allow for every six large ovsters or twelve small ones one egg. Remove the hard part and mince the remainder of the oyster very fine; take the yelks of eight and tlie white of four eggs, beat them until very light, then mix in the oysters with a little pepper, and beat all up thoroughly; put in the frying-pan a gill of butter, and move it about until it melts; when the butter boils in the pan skim it anil turn in the omelet: stir it until it begins to stiffen, frv it a light brown, lift the edge carefnily, and slip a round pointed knife under; do not let it be overdone, but as soon as the under side is a light brown turn it on ta a Very hot plate; never fold this omelet over; it will make it heavy.

How to Pronounce Clerk. Freeman, the historian, in a readable paper on American speech and pronunciation published since his return to England, well says : "The words ‘metropolis’ and ‘prov nces,’ used in this way, I venture to eall slang, whether the city which is set up above its fellows is London or New York. Anyhow this use of them is in no wav distinctively American ; indeed the misuse of the word provinces is, I fancy, excessively rare in America, and it is certainly borrowed from England. Each side of the ocean unluckily finds it easier to copy the abuses of the other side than to stick to the noble heritage which is common to both.” What he has to say about the pronunciation of the word “clerk” is worth reproduction at length: The word “clerk” is in England usually sounded “dark,” while in America it is usually sounded “clurk.” I say “usually," because I did once hear “clurk” in England—from a London shopman—and because I was told at Philadelphia that some old people there still said “dark,” and—a most important fact—that those who said “dark" also said “marchant.” Now it is qu’te certain that “dark” is the older pronunciation—the pronunciation which the first settlers must have taken with them. This is proved by the fact that the word ns a surname—and it is one of i the commonest surnames—is always sound' d and most commonly written “Clark” or “Clarke.” I suspect that "Clerk" as a sur name, so spelled, distinctively “Scotch,” in the modern sense of that word. Also in writers of the sixteenth and early seventeenth century, the word itself is commonly written “dark” or “clarke.” But of course i “clerk” was at all times the most clerkly spelling, as showing the French and Latin origin of the w ord. It is plain therefore that the pronunciation “clurk” is not traditional, but has been brought in artificially out of a notion of making the sound conform to the spelling. But I “clurk” is no more the true sound than “dark;” the true sound is“clairk,”like French “clerc,” and a Scotchman would surely sound it so. “Clark” and “clurk” are both mere approximations to the French sound, and “dark” is the older and surely the most natural approximation. The truth is that we cannot | sound “clerk” as it is spelled; that is, we cannot give the e before r the same sound that we give it when it is followed by any other consonant. We cannot sound ein “clerk” exactly as we sound -e in “tent.” This applies to a crowd of words, some of Teutonic, some of Latin origin, in which the spelling is e, but in which the sound has, just as in “clerk," fluctuated between a and u. The old people at Philadelphia who said “dark” also said “marchant.” And quite rightly, for they had on their side . both other English usage and, in this '■ case, the French spelling itself. The i sound “marchant" has come in. both in England and America, by exactly the same pr< cess as that by which the sound “clurk” has come in in America, but not in England. in me ten years from 18<0 to 1889, the value of the silk production of taa United States rose from $12,210,662 to $34,410,463.