Democratic Sentinel, Volume 9, Number 34, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 25 September 1885 — Page 6

Ay IKISH SCENE. BY B. MOOBE. One nleht, Barney Daly and .Tohnnv Malone, Tim Deesran, and two of the Cooney* Bat down to a nice little spree of their own. In dacent old Judy Mulrooney's. The order was (riven, the liquor brought in, And the glasses arranged on the table—- “ Here's your health, Barney Daly, so let us begin, And drink the good stuff while we’re able." "Mare power, Tim Deegan; come, give us your fishty It's yourself that knows how to please Barney.” “Come, now, Mr. Daly, and just howld your whisht, And give us no more of your blarney.” “A round more for me,” cries out Johnny Malone. Says Judy, Til make you a wager That this is a dbrop of the real Inishown, That ne'er saw the face of the gauger." "Arrah, Judy,” says Johnny, as sleek as a mouse, “I know yon are reckoned a voteent But the water was not very scarce in the house On the day that you christened the potheen." "Not a betther than that ever enthered my door, Nora drop that would moisten you quicker, So empty your glasses, and order in more, And show that, you love the good liquor." “Conje, Ned, you and Tim haven’t stood treat to-night, So call in a round and be dacent, And show that the Cooneys can do what is right,” Said Tim, with a look so complacent. “Here, In with more liquor," replied Tim and Ned, "For never a one.ot the Cooneys "Was can ht in a mean thing, or put into dread, Or turned out of Judy Mulrooney's.” So the drinking went on, and thoy shouted and sang, Attending meanwhile to their smoking; There were hashes of wit, and a good deal of slang, And rather too much pointed joking. "Arrah! Tim, do you mind of the last Lammas fair. When you fought with young Mickey Mulheron. And shouted for help like a pig in despair? Falx, I’m thinking he gave you your fairin’.” Then Johnny Malone gave the table a thump, And shouted, “Hurrah for the Cooneys I” And then the whole party got up with a jump, That night in poor J udy Mulrooney’s. And they rushed at each other with venomous rage. While smash went the tumblers and glasses, And they worried each other like bears in a cage, And shouted and roared like wild asses. Tim Deegan hit Johnny Malono on the nose, And floored him as fiat as a flounder, And dealt both the Cooneys a few weighty blows, With a fist like a thirty-two pounder. They fought and they tumbled o’er tables and stools, And used jugs and jars and shillelahs. For the Cooneys were never too choice in their tools When carving the heads of the Daleys. Some joined in the fray, but the cream of the joke— CTis a picture of facts that I’m writing)— Although they got nothing their wrath to provoke. They fought for the fun of the lighting. It happened, however, that no one was killefl, Tho’ every one there was well battered. And a great deal of blood in the parlors was spilled. And their clothing was dreadfully tattered. And these were all neighbors and in/.imato friends ’Till drink came their reason to smothur. And changed them from brothers to fcoisand to fiends. To hate and destroy one another. In vain the reformer may tell of his schemes. And write about Erin’s disorders; His plans will be futile and baseless a«i dreams, ’Till drink be expelled from her borders. Quebec.

UNCLE SI’S FAMILIAR EPISTLES TO THE YOUNG.

I—“A1 —“A Life Ou the Ocean Ware.” “Dear Uncle Si : Pa warns me to be a minister, but I want to Tie a sailor, and get to be a soa-cap’n, find sail all over the world. Would you be a sailor, if you was me ?” This is the beginning, and all that need be published, of a note received a few days eince from a lad of 14, as he states; and to which I reply, as follows: So you wish to be a sfailor, my boy; become a sea-ranger, a Jack-Tar, an “old salt,” a “shell-bark” of the vasty deep, eh, your father wishing to make a parson of you? You prefer to go down to the sea in ships and do business upon the great w aters to going up into the pulpit and doing business as an expounder of theology, eh? Well, there is a great disparity "in the wishes of your father and yourself, my lad. Many would look upon it as a step from the sublime to the ridiculous, in one who, rather tin an be a pulpiteer, would go forth ito be a toiler of the troublous seas; bnt, under the circumstances —you desire to be a rover on the bounding billows—l don’t look at it in that light, my boy, and for this reason: No one whose heart beats in unison with th/j tumultuous heaviugs of the vasty d/jep, can ever delve successfully in the somber depths of theology. With your heart floating out in the surging sea, the rest of vour corporeal parts would be as out of place in the pulpit as a bull in a china shop; therefore you had better lv.ave the pulpit to him who feels ho has a “call" in that direction, and go your way upon the raging main. But, my boy, have you thought sufficiently of “a life on the ocean wave, and a home on the rolling deep?” or wore you caught by the inspiriting song —*‘A Life on the Ocean Wave”—which throws a glamour over the domain of the a/nark and the octopus, and divers scaly /rabmarine toughs,which glamour, when abroad on said domain, you will never discover in a century of Sundays, sail you where you will or where you may? It is all very well to sing of a life on the ocean wave, when comfortably fixed on terra tirma—the song is a rousing one, and stirs the blood and fires the imagination; you can feel the spray as it comes swooping over the ship’s bows and cools your fevered cheek; you can hear the patter of the reef points, the swash of the sea as it swirls under the counter, the clatter of the sheets and halyards, the groaning

of the timbers, the creaking of the spars, the rattle of the chains, the shrieks of the gale, and a score of other sounds, a medley of mfelody in your anricular appendages, when imagination is fired by the song—but it is shekels to shingles that it is never sung aboard ship by tlje old or young “salts” thereon. No, my boy, j they know what “a life on the ocean ; wave” is; that the glamour of romance is not spread thereon like honey on a buckwheat; and if they eve* sing, it is of something else something they know nothing about, probably, where the romantic, and not the realistic, can get in its work, as in the case of “landlubbers” who sing of a “home on the rolling deep,” of which they have no more conception than a soft shell crab has of a “hard-shell” baptistry. You hope and aspire to be a “sea cap’n,” my lad. Good enough, my dear boy. To be a sea captain, understanding navigation, and able to sail a ship from one to any given other point bn the face of the globe, is to be something greater than a captain of militia, albeit, the latter thinks himaelf of immensity, immense; but, my boy, remember this: That long is the way and rough the road from the forecastle to the quarter deck, and that but few “get there” of the many who are called to the sea. However, there are more “first-water” sea captains, 'proportionately, at any rate, than there are “shining-light” pulpiteers of tho Beecher blaze, say, and if you have sand in your craw, and are determined to “get there,” the chances are iu your favor, perhaps. Sea captains, my dear boy, are not made as generals were in our late unpleasantness—as Gens. Butler, Banks, and others —by a scratch of the pen, but are forced to go through a very course of sprouts, in a majority of cases, and when they reach the quarter deck they generally make it as hot for those under their command as they found it themselves when subordinates, and thus they get revenge, if not on those who whacked them about witti belaying-pins and marline-spikes, nevertheless revenge, which is said to bo sweet, you know. Yf you think “a life oi» the ocean v/fave” is a soft snap, my boy, and that there is no place like “a home on the rolling deep,” evict such thoughts from tenancy in your mind at one fell swoop, , as it were, and get right down to hardl pan at once. Hub the glaze off the picture, which your imagination paints, and look at said picture in its true colors. Look at the “ila -hing sea” of your imagination with realistic eye, my lad, and you will learn that all that flashes—she “flashes only at times, you know, having moods and spells, like a woman—will learn that all that flashes is not gold; that she has leaden hues and iron strength; if a “sleeping beauty” to-day, a raging vixen to-night; that you can’t place your shekels upon her with any confidence, she being as fickle as a “Boston Beauty,” and quite as spiteful and merciless when in one of her “moods.” But now, my lad, let us get down to business. Let us suppose you have shipped as cabin-boy on board the good ship Saracen, Well, you are cabin-boy; and what else, eh? Why, the slave of the captain and officers, the bete noire of the czar of the caboose, the ship’s cook, and the butt of an ungodly crew. I write from conviction, the crew of a ship being nothing if not an ungodly gang, owing, doubtless, to their being widely astray from the teachings and influence of the “Salvation Army” seven-eighths of the time, and unable to “catch on” to any extent during the one-eighth they are ashore. Weil, the time comes when you can be a cabin-boy no longer—-cabin-men are those who win their spurs “before the mast”—and you must give up the cabin for the fo’c’s’le or retire from the sea. Bound to blaze as a Jack Tar you ship “before the mast,” when the nautical curriculum opens to you its widest doors. A green hand “before the mast,” the well-seasoned old salts make it as interesting as possible —for themselves if not for you—and, until you become in a measure seasoned, you will find exhilaration in a sailor’s life, if not content; pepper pot, if not persimmons. The most uncomfortable bunk is allowed you. If there be any difference in the salthorse, B. C. hardtack, tobacco, plumduff, without the plums, be sure that the difference will be adjusted to your advantage, my lad. To make it plainer, it need there be, let me say that if turkey (figuratively speaking) and crow come to the festive board in the fo'c’s'le, it will be turkey for them and crow for you every time, until the day, if ever it comes, when you can sullivan ze your way to the turkey and other solid comforts to the fo’c’s’le pertaining. Time rolls on, months and years, and after this most unsavory course of sprouts you are billeted as third mate of a merchantman. You are out of the “gang” now, hut are iu for the second | mate’s civilities, generally tendered ! with a belaying pin and brass knuckles, J the first mate and captain not disdaining to pay their respeots to you frequently with a word and a blow, the blow generally a little ahead of the j word, or coincident therewith, you i being held responsible for all theshortI comings of the ungodly gang of the ! fo’c’s’le, your superiors never, never j failing to do their duty in the premises, I vi et armis, as I have set forth, not so j much on account of said shortcomings j as to impress indelibly upon your un- | derstanding the fact that they are your superiors, and don’t you forget it! I After a rugged life of years, per- : ha.ps, as third and second officer, you get to be first, and there for years may hang on the ragged edge of promotion, a captaincy coming to you in the end jor not, as fate declares. There is com-

pensation in this, however, that the longer your promotion is delayed the more savagely can you vent your spite and spleen upon the second and third officers, thus maintaining an equilibrium, as it were, or balance of power, so to speak; not letting your hand forget its familiarity with the belaying pin, even when the captaincy is secured.

Now, my lad, if you like this unfinished picture in crude oil of “life on the ocean wave,” this marine view of affairs, whose tide you must perforce take at a very low ebb, roughing it long against head-winds and cross-cut seas—this is metaphor, but the reality is before you on the “rolling deep”— ere you catch on to the flood which leads to the goal to which you aspire; if you are prepared to wrestle with seasickness, the champion cussedness of all that flesh is heir to, which is pretty certain to tackle you —it gets on to many sea-farers eveiy time they enter upon a voyage—when you will want to go home very badly, or be “chucked overboard,” you don’t care which; if you hanker for pre-adamitic hard-tack, by courtesy yclept “ shipbread;” if you yearn for the toothsome lobscouse, the “salt-horse” of leathery toughness, the rancid mess pork, and other pleasantries of the fo’c’s’le’s festive board; if your soul’s in arms, as it were, and eager for the roaring gale when seas run mountain high, anon to tumble into caverns sheol deep; if you sigh for the rollicking roll and pitch of the disabled ship in the trough of the angry sea; if you pine for the hospitable lee shore, off which the breakers chant a gleeful welcome; if you long for the excitement consequent upon the ship going to pieces in said breakers, with a life (if you save it) of seclusion on a desert isle for weeks or months, raw fish and crabs your only menu; or, to vary matters, if you don’t object to the ship taking fire in mid-ocean, rather liking the idea of taking to the boats in the open sea, thereon to drift for days under a broiling sun, with hunger and thirst getting in their work on the internal economy of your corporeal system, dea’h or cannibalism staring you in the face; if you itch for the dull routine and dreary monotony of a month’s drifting in the “ doldrums;” in short, if you are prepared to brave the hard fare, hard labor, and hard masters you will find on shipboard —if you like tho now well-nigh finished picture, in “distemper,” of “a home on the rolling deep”—the best thing yon can do is to seek that “home” as quickly as possible, for you will never be “at home” in any other calling. Albeit, you would be “all at sea” in the pulpit, yet is the pulpit no place for you, my lad. This is only a paradox, you understand, the business end of which, in your case, points toward the sea, whither you should make your way at once. “Yes, my boy, sail iu and be a sailor —if you can’t get a billet as a horsecar pilot—and sail on to a sea captaincy, which you can snatch from the hand of fortune if you have the “sand,” and the quicksands of adverse fate do not gather you in. But, my boy, before you decide to “sail in,” read “Iwo Years Before the Mast,” and ponder well the same. If that work, and the picture I have tried to limn for you, suffice not to deter you from “sailing in,’’then sail at onee and stand not upon the order, nor your father’s wish, which, carried out, would spoil a good sailor, perhaps, in the making of a poor parson.— Uncle Si, in Chicago Ledger.

Immigration.

The following table shows the immigration into the United States during each year from 1851 to 1885, inclusive: Alien Immipassemrers grants Period. arrived, arriv’d. Year ending Dec. 31— 1851 373,466 1852 371,603 1853 3 8,645 1834 427,833 1855 2i0,877 1856 2 0,036 1115,857 1857 250,882 246,945 1853 ' 122,872 110,501 1859 121,075 118,616 1860 16',418 150,237 1861 91,822 89,724 1862 91,826 89,0J7 1363 176,214 174,524 1854....’. 193,416 193,195 1865 248,111 247,453 Jan. 1 to June 30— 1866 167,757 166,112 Year ending June 30— 1867 303,044 298,967 1868 288,088 282,18.) 1869 363,074 352,768 1870 402,920 387,20 J 1871 342,609 321,350 1872 422,978 404,806 1873 473,141 459,8(3 1874 .....327,949 313,339 1875 244,632 227,498 1876 189,991 169,986 1877 166,019 111,867 1878 157,776 136,469 1879 197,954 177,826 1880 484,196 457,257 1881 635,163 669,431 1882 816,272 788,992 1883 64.,232 603,322 1884 560,563 518,532 1885 421,739 387,821 The following table shows the number of immigrants arrived from the several foreign countries during the fiscal years 1882, 1881, and 1885: Countries. *685. 18S4. 1882. England and Wales 48,178 56,890 84,054 Ireland 51,567 6.,344 76,432 Scotland 9,194 9,060 18,937 Total from Or. Britain 108,939 129,234 173,403 Austria 11,1-64 15,534 13, 19 Germany 123,293 179,678 250,63 G Italy 13,587 16,510 32.153 Norway 12,181 16,974 12,910 Sweden 21,904 26,552 64,807 Dominion of Canaria... 35,630 60,400 93, .02 All other eountries 61,033 75,592 121,341 Total 387,821 518,592 788,992 A woman accidentally went to church with two bonnets on her head—one stuck inside the other—and the other women in the congregation almost died of envy. They thought it was a new kind of bonnet, and too sweet for anything. ~"SJ Painting is silent poetry, and poetry a speaking picture.

THE PUBLIC DOMAIN.

An Area Equal to that of Ireland Dis* posed of Every Tear— -A Tabulated Statement. [Washington special. 1 For the past four years the United States has given away or sold off its public domain, and of course this means almost entirely given away, one Ireland per annum. The area of Ireland is between 20, COO 000 and 25,000,000 acres, and that is almost exactly the amount of public domain disposed of in the years 1883 and 1885. It is greater than the amount disposed of in 1882 and considerably less than the amount disposed of in 1884. As compared with the previous year the disposals of public lands in the fiscal year just closed show a decided falling off, but there is a small increase over the enormous figures for 1883. The disposals of public lands in 1884 were affected by propositions to repeal the pre-emption, timber-culture, and desert land acts, to amend the homestead act, and to forfeit some of the railroad grants. The fear that charges would he made in the land law that would make it more difficult to get possession of laud for nothing impelled everybody who was thinking of claiming any part of the national estate to do so at once. Thus some of the disposals which would ordinarily have been made this year were made last, and the total amount of public lands disposed of in 1884 was run up to twenty-four million, or about six or seven million more than in the preceding or succeeding year.

It is only by comparison with some known areas of territory that one can get any idea of the way the national estate is passing into the hands of private persons, mostly, of course, settlers. Dakota contains 95,000,000 acres. Of this, 35,000,000 acres, equal to the State of Illinois, have been disposed of in the past nine years. Taking in two years more, the investigator will find that the amount of public land disposed of by the Government in eleven years is greater than the area of Spain, but a trifle less than the area of France or Germany, and one-fourth as great as British India With its 200,000,000 inhabitants. Tho amount of land disposed of in the last eleven years is 200,000 square miles, an area eighteen times as great as Belgium, which sustains over 5,000,000 inhabitants. The areas disposed of in some of the States, given approximately, during the past nine years are as follows: Wisconsin. over 3,000,0.0 acres; Michigan, nearly 3,500,000; California, nearly 6,500,000; Kansas, 14,500,000; Minnesota, oveqP.ooo,000; Nebraska, over 13,000,000; Oregon, over 3,000,000, and Washington Territory, nearly 5,000,000 acres; Alabama, nearly 3,000,000; Arkansas, nearly 3,000,000; Lou'siana, over 3,000,000.; Mississippi, 1.500,001), and Florida, 2,500,000 acres. Both last year and the year before, more land was disposed of in Dakota than in auy other State or Territory, but in 1885 the Empire Territory did not stand so far ahead of her sisters as she did in 1884.

The table appended shows that in the last year four and a half million acres were disposed of in Dakota, over three millions and a half in Nebraska, and ovdr ffiree millions iu Kansas. In California more land was disposed of in 1885 than in 1884. In Dakota the disposals for 1884 were nearly three-fold those of 1885. In Kansas there was an enormous increase from a million and a third acres in 1884 to over three millions in 1885. The disposals in Minnesota show a falling oft of a million acres, while there is an increase of a half million acres in Nebraska. Of the 20,113,663 acres of Government land disposed of last year, 7,415,885 acres were disposed of under the homestead act, 4,755,005 under the timber-culture act, 3,558,914 acres were taken as railroad selections, and 3,912,450 acres were sold for cash. The homestead entries show but very small falling off from 1884. The timber-culture entries also show but a small diminution. The cash sales show a reduction of 2,500.000 acres.

For the Government lands disposed of there was received $7,686,114. and for tin Indian lands sold $933,483. The land sold at cash sales brought an average of $1.19 per acre, and the land disposed of at public sales brought $4.41g per acre. The homestead entries in 1885 numbered 50,877, a falling off of 4,168 from 1884. The timber-culture entries show an increase of about 4,000 in number. Mineral lands show a decrease of 344 entries and an increase of 5,900 acres, and there is a decrease of sixteen entries and 116,360 acres in coal lands. The following table gives the aggregate number of acres disposed of in each State and Territory in 1884-85:

Acres. I Acres. Alabama 270,9oilMisBissippi.... 111,000 Arizona, 278,174. Missouri. 291,277 Arkansas 244,582 Montana 1,112,140 California 1,295,909 Nebraska 3,693,381 Coorado 662,611| Nevada 171,430 Dakota 4,547,7491 New Mexico... 163,981 llorida 282,515 !Ore ton 788,287 Idaho 284,903 Utah 184,853 lowa. 11,6'9 Washington... 1,016,117 Kansas 3,030,846 Wisconsin..... 218,436 I onisiana 181 ,<-43 Wyoming. 652,967 Michigan 89,511 Minnesota..... 624,379 Total 20,113,663 The aggregate given above includes fractions of an acre in the case of each State and Territory omitted in the table, but does not include 881,850 acres of Indian lands sold.

A SOUTHERN KANSAS STAMPEDE.

Effect of the Holing of Judge Brewer In Kcgard to 77,000 Acres of Band. [St. Louis telegram.] The decision of Judge Brewer of the United States Circuit Court in the suit of the United States against the Southern Kansas Kailway Company, declaring 77,000 acres of lands heretofore held by that company to be wrongfully held and now a part of the public domain, has created the wildest land excitement ever known in Southern Kansas. As soon as the decision was made known in Southern Kansas men in wagons, in buggies, and on horseback came in great numbers from Chanute, from Wilson, and other counties to Woodson and also Greenwood County and commenced slaking off claims, saying that' Judge Brewer’s decision dec ared all lands heretofore held by the MiS'Ouri, Kansas and Texas Railway to be Government land. They are building shanties on many quaiters and breaking sod so as to perfect the claim. They have even stuok their stakes and broken ground on the lands which v. ere entered by college scrip and the patents for which were on record before either the Santa Fe or Missouri, Kansas and Texas Railways were organized.

CAPTURE OF CANTA.

Defenseless Inhabitants Mamerei b 7 the Victors Withoit F.ejard to Sex or Condition. Suicide of the Officer Responsible for the Defeat—Flight of the Survivors. [Panama dispatch.) The latest advices from Lima give detaili of the battle at Canta on the l.th ult On the morning of that day a detachment of Government troops occupying the town of Canta, sixty miles from Lima, in tho valley running parallel to that of the Itimac. was surprised by a division of Gen. Caceres’ army, and after a shaip action of several hours was forced to fly in disorder. The Government troops operating against Canta were 350 men of the line, wiih one Gatling gun, 50 ravahymen, and 50 mounted gensd >rmeß, the whole force being commanded by Col. Torres. Canta had been occupied for several days, the montoneros or irregu’ar revolutionary forces retiring on the approach of this detachment. On Friday evening news arrived of the approach of a considerable division of the enemy, and upon Col. Bustamente’s advance it was decided to defeud the town.

On Saturday at 7a. m. the hills inclosing Canta were occupied by the enemy, apparently 1,500 or 2,000 strong, aud with about 200 cavalry. The latter were stationed at the outlets of the valley leading toward the coast aud to the interior, so that from the first the Government forces were effectually corraled. CoL Torres had placed his men in the barracks, situated id the principal square of the town, having also small outlying squads behind some of the walls in the suburbs.

Caceres’ artillery, four small fieldpieces, opened fire from the hill at Huaychullani at half-past 7, and in a few moments the tiring became general. The enemy descended the hills and attempted to enter the town, but were repeatedly driven back. For two hours the positions of the combatants were unaltered, the fire being all the time very heavy. At midday the defenders of the place slackened their fire, for their ammunition was rapidly becoming exhausted, and for an hour they received without reply the volleys of the attacking party. At 2 o'clock a deaerate effort was made to drive the rebels from the town, which they had then entered, at the point of the bayonet This failed, and then the defeat was accomplished. The fight was hand to hand in the streets, no quarter being given, and the most dreadful scenes of carnage occurred. Houses where some of the defeated sc.ldiers had taken refuge were broken open and all found within murdered without distinction of age, sex, or character, and then were burned. A few of tho most determined of the Government cavalrymen, headed by Colonel Pachas, cut their way through their opponent and made good their escape. Col. Bustnmente, to whose counsel the defeat was due, seeing that ah was lost, blew his brains out on the field of action.

Col. Torres escaped early in the fight, and the Government has named another officer to command the decimated “Cagamarica.” Of the five hundred or six hundred men engaged on the Government side, probably two hundred escaped by flying to the mountains or following Pachas. They are sti II coming in in parties of two or three. Very few prisoners were taken, for, as has been stated, no quarter was given. The Cuceiists were commanded l»y CoL Morales B rmudas, and it is stated that Caceres with his staff arrived at Canta the day after the battle. The losses of the i evolutionary forces are not known. From the fact that the Cagamariea battalion was decidedly the finest in the Government service the partisans of Caceres here are jubilant over his success. The 5,000 soldiers in garrison at Lima are not at all affected by the reverse, and their officers are confident of their loyalty in case of an attack on the city. Energetic precautionary measures are being taken. The church towers are occupied to-night by strong detachme ts of riflemen, and the Prefect has issued a notice offering a reward of from 50 to 1,000 soles to any one who may denounce the existence of conspiracies or aid the police in their efforts. The Government forces have been withdrawn from Chosica, and are now stationed at Santa Clara, fifteen miles nearer to Lima. Nothing positive is known regarding the whereabouts of Caceres.

COTTON.

Statistics of the Year. [New Orleans special.] The annual report of the National Cotton Exchange shows the cotton movement of the United States for the year ending Augnst 31 to be as follows: Bales Bales „ this year. last year. Net port receipts 4.773,541 4,800,654 Fxports to Great 8ritain..2,426,2*9 2,484,836 Exports to France 403,7-26 468,996 Exports to the continent and channel 1,090,664 962,749 Total exports 3,919,629 8,916,581 Overland direct to mills... 633,2 H 691,580 Total crop. 5,706,165 6,713,206 overland 928,711 989,280 Takings of Northern spinnets 1,436,711 1,537.166 Takings of Southern spin- ’ ’ n-ers 316,414 389,517 Total consumption in the United States 1,753,125 1,876,688 Sea is.and crop 40;452 25,496 Stock at close of year 129,188 126,721 Shipped to Canada 28,343 22,062

Fractured Their Skulls.

[Eugene City (Oregon) special.] Mrs. S. M. Yoren, wife of the proprietor of the Register, and Mrs. Thompson, her mother, while out riding to-day, were thrown from their dog-cart. The skulls of bo;h women were fractured. Botu are unconscious, and there is no hope of their recovery.

ALL SORTS.

Savannah, Go., has pht up $2,090,000 worth of buildings this season. A Sijyina (Del.) pastor refuses $50,000 for a corn harvester invention. Wagner, who died at Jfev Riegel, Ohio, was 102 years old.