Indiana State Sentinel, Volume 29, Number 21, Indianapolis, Marion County, 29 June 1881 — Page 6

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THE INDIANA STATE SENTINEL, WEDNESDAY, JUXE 29. 1881.

W ritt a for the Sunday Sentinel. TRIUMPH.

THEODORE H. HüfKMlX. Almighty God of lov. Creator, father, friend. In whom we live and more. Who keeps m to the end, What though beneath the tod vor bodies most repose. We'll hear the trump of God And rise as Jesus rose, And then ia triumph soar To worlds of joy and peace, Where loved ones part no more. Where pleasures never cease. What bliss is in that boar Reserved for jo and me. When by that Savior's power That beanteone borne we see. OXLYAUUSK. Tom Darcv. yet a youncr man, had crown to bo a very hard one. At heart he might have been all right, but other things Deing wrong, the whole machine was gome to the bad very fast, though there were times when the heart felt some of iU own truthful vcarinc3. Tom had lost hia place as foreman of the great machine shop, and what money he earned came from the odd jobs of tinkering which" he was only able to do here and there at private houses; for Tom was a genius as well as a mechanic; ana wnen nis neaa was steady enough, he could mend a clock or clean a catch as well as he could set up and regulate a steam engine, and the latter he could do better than any other man ever employed by the Scott Fall Manufacturing Company. One day Tom had a job to mend a broken mowing machine and a reaper, for which he received $5, and the following day he started out for his old haunt, the villasje tavern, lie knew that his wife sorely needed the money, and that his two little children were in absolute goffering for want of clothing, and that moraine he held a debate with the better part of himself, but the better part had become weak and shaky, and the demon of appetite carried the day. So away to the tavern Tom went, where for two or three hours he felt the exhilirating effects of the alcoholic draught, and fancied himself happy, as he could sing and laugh; but, as usual, stupefaction followed and the man died out. lie drank while he could stand, and then lay down in a corner, where his companions left him. It was late at night, almost midnight, when the landlord's wife came to the barroom to see what kept her husband up, and she quickly saw Tom. 'Peter," saidjshe, not in a pleasant mood, 'why don't you send that miserable Tom Darcy home? He's been hanging around here long enough." Tom's stupefaction was not sound sleep. The dead coma had left his brain, and the calling of his came stung his senses to keen attention, lie had an insatiate love of rum, but ho did not love the landlord. In other years Peter Tindar and himself had loved and woed the same maiden Ellen Goss and he won her, leaving Peter to take up with the vinegary spinster who had brought him the tavern, and Tom knew that lately the tapster had gloated over the misery of the woman who had once discarded him. "Why don't you send him home?" demanded Mrs. Tindar with an impatient tamp of her foot. Ilush, Betsy I He's got money. Lot him be, and he'll be sure to spent it before he goes home. I'll have the kernel ofthat nut, and his wife may have the husk!" "With a sniff and a snap Betsy turned away, and shortly afterward Tom Darcy lifted himself up on his elbow. Ah, Tom. are you awake "f" "Yes." ''Then rouse up and have a warm glass." Tom got up on his feet and steadied himself, "o; I won't drink any more tonight." And with this he went out into the chill air of midnight. When he got away from the shadow of tho tavern. Le stopped and looked up to the ktari uad then he looked down upon the earth. ''Aye," he muttereo, grinding his heel in the gravel; "Peter Tindar is taking the kernel and leaving poor Ellen the worthless husk a husk worse than worthless and I am helping him to do it. I am robbing my wife of joy" my children of honor and comfort, and myself of lovo and life, just that Peter Tindar may have the kernel and Ellen the husk. We'll seel" It was a revelation to the man. The tavern keeper's speech, meant not for his ears, had come on his senses as fell the voice of the Risen One upon Saul of Tarsus. 'We'll seel" ho said, setting his foot lirmly on the ground; then he wended hia way homeward. On the following morning he said to his wife: "Ellen, have you any coffee in the house?" 'Yea, Tom." She did not tell him that her sister had given it to her. She was glad to have him ask for coffee instead of the old cider. "I wish you would make me a cup good and strong." There was really music . in Tom's voice, and the wife set about her wo: . with a flut ter at her heart. Tom drank two cups of the strong, fra grant coffee, and then went oxy went straight to the great manufactory, where he found Mr. Scott in his omce. "Mr. Scott, I want to le&m my trade over again. "Eh. Tom! what do you mean?" I mean that it's Tom Darcy come back to the old place, asking forgiveness for the past and hoping to do better in the future." "Tom," cried the manufacturer, starting forward and grasping his hand, "are you in earnest? It is really the old lomT" It's what's left of him, sir, and we'll have him whole and strong very soon, if you'll set him to work." "Work! Aye, Tom, and bless you, too. There's an engine to be set up and tested to day. Come with me. Tom's hands were weak and unsteady, but his brain was clear, and under hia skillful supervision the engine was set up and tested; but it waa not perfect. There were mistakes which he had to correct, and it was late in the evening when the work was complete. as he came into the testing room and found the workmen getting ready to depart. "She's all right sir. You may give your warrant without fear." "God bleas you, Tom! You don't know how like sweet music' the old votce sounds, Will you take your place again?" "Wait till Monday morning, sir. If . ifjr it to me then. I will take it." At the little cottage Ellen Darcy's flutter, inz heart was sinking. lhat moraine after Tom had gone, she had four; d a dollar bill in the coffee cup. She knew that he

left it for her. .She had been out and bought tea and sugar, and flour and butter, and a bit of tender steak; and all day long A ray of light had been dancing and shimmering before her a ray from the blessed light of other days. With prayer and Lope she had set out ths tea-table and waited. But the sun went down and no Tom came. & o'clock almost 9. Hark I The old step I quick, strong, and

easrer for home. Ye, it was Tom. with the

old grime upon his hands, and the odor of oil on his garments. "I have kept you waiting, Nellie.", "Tom!" "I didn't mean to do it, but the work hung on so." "Tom I Tom ! You have been to the old shop!" "Yes, and I am bound to have the old place, and "Oh, Tom!" And she threw her arms around his neck and covered his face with kisses. "Nellie, darling, wait a little, and you shall have the old lorn back agaia. ' "Oh. Tom! I've got him back now, my own lorn! my husband!" And then Tom Darcy realized the full power and blessing of a woman's love. It was a banquet of the gods, was that supper of the household gods all restored with toe angels or peace and love and joy spreading their wings over the board. On the following Monday Morning Tom Darcy assumed his place at the head of the great machine shop and those who thorough- . m m . a 1 1 ly knew mm naa no iear oi nis going Dacis into thesloueh or loyiossness. A few davs later Tom met Peter Tindar on the street. "Eh, Tom, old boy, what's up?" "I am up; right side up." "Yes, I see; but 1 hope you haven't for saken us, Tom?" 'I have forsaken only the evil you have in store, Peter. The fact is, I concluded that mv wife and little ones had led on husks lone enough, and if there was a good kernel . . 3. . . . j !. lett in my neari or in my nmauwu, mey should have it." "Ah, you heard what I said to my wife that night?" "Yes. Peter, and I shall be grateful to you as lone as I live. 31 y! remembrance of you will always be relieved by that tinge oi ... - j v:v " ... ..... warmiu .aim wiguvuwa. What the Basbfnl Clerk Wanted. Old Pinchem sat in his private oflice the other day figuring up his profits for May, when his head clerk, looking as pale as a sheep and as red as a cow by turns, entered and began: "Mr. l'inchin, I I " "Have you got those good3 off for Kalama zoo?" interrupted the old man. "Yes, sir, they are off. Mr. Pinchem, I have long " "And about that order for starch?" "That has been attended to, sir. Mr. Pinchem, I have long wanted to speak to you." "Ah! speak to me. hy, 1 thought you spoke to me fifty times a day." "l es, sir, I know, but this i3 a private matter." "Private? Oh! Ah! Wait till I see how much wo made on that last 10,000 pounds of soap. Six times four are twenty-four; five times two are ten, and two to carry are twelve; three times seven are twenty-one and one ah, well, go ahead; I'll finish this afterward." "Mr. Pinchem, I have been with you ten long years." Ten. eh 7 Long years, eh7 Anv longer than any other years? Go ahead." "And I have always tried to do my duty. "Have, eh? Go on." "And now I make bold "lloldon! Wrhat is there bold about it? But never mind I'll hear you out.'' "Mr. Pinchem, I want - to ask ask 1 want to ask " "Well, why don't you ask then? I don see why you don't ask, if you want to." "Mr. l'inchem, I want to ask you for for for" "You want to ask me for the hand of my daughter. Ah! Why didn't you speak right out? ohe'a yours, my boy! Take her and be happy. You might have had liua lier two years ago if you had mentioned it. Go'long, now I'm busy." "Mr. Pinchem." ""What, you here yet? Well, what is it?" "I wanted to ask you for, for '' "Didn't I give her to you, you rascal?" 'Yes, but what I wanted to ask you for was, not the hand of your daughter, but fori a raise oi Baiary. "Oh, that was it, eh? Well, sir, that ia an entirely different matter, and it requires time for serious thought and earnest consul tation. Keturn to your work, and sometime next fall I'll see about giving you a $1 a week. Six times four are twenty-four and two to carry; and three times .'" Triumphant Hospitality. lJud0 Hall. Returning from one of our excursions I was overtaken by the night, and found my path obstructed by a deep inlet from the river, which, beinjr, choked with logs and brush, could not be crossed by swimming. Observing a house on the opposite side I called for assistance, A half-naked, illlooking fellow came down, and after dragging a canoe round from the river with some trouble ferried me over, and I followed him to his habitation, near to which our boat was moored for the night. Iiis cabin was of the meanest kind, consisting of a single apartment constructed of logs, which contained a family of seven or eight souls, and everything seemed to designate him as a new and thrifty' settlor. After drinking a bjwl miiK, wnicn 1 really caned tor Dy way oi excuse for paying him a little more for his trouble, I afked to know his charge for ferrying me over the water; to which he goodhumoredly replied, that ho ".Sever took money for helping a traveler on his way,'' "Then let me pay you for your miik.' "I never sell milk." "But," said I, urging him, "I would rather pay you; I have money enough." "Well," said he, "I have milk enough; so we're even. I have as good a right to give you milk as you haveta give me money." Destitute of Humor. (.Thomas Powell. Wordsworth was dining, in 1810, at the table of that fine specimen of a Christian jurist, Thomas Noon Talfourd, equally dis tinguished as a lawyer and a dramatist, when one of the company, llobert Browning, the poet, made an allusion to Moore's wit. Wordsworth, who was very chatty when in the society of those ho liked, said: "Well, I don't think that I am a witty man, by any means. Indeed, I do not think that I was ever witty but once in my whole life." Of course there was a great desire to hear this solitary witticism. Thus importuned, the old bard said: "Well well, I will tell you: I was standing one evening at my gate at By dal Mount, when a man came up and said: 'Sir, did you see my wife paös bv? Whereupon 1 replied: mj good sir, I did not know until this minute that you had a wife. " liefe he paused. We all saw that he had told all that he had to say, and the whole com Dan v laughed heartuv at this specimen of "Wordsworth wit. The dear old gentleman always took the merri ment this story provoke 1 as a genuine trio ute to his facetiousness. A French mother was talking before baby of the old prison for debt in the Rue de Clichy. "Mamma," said the little one, 'what is debt?" "A debt is to buy a doll when you have no money to pay for it." "And where is that prison?" "It is torn down." Immediately baby started toward the door. "Where are you going my child?"

"1 am going to bay a doll.' f fl

THE HOME.

It Is not doubted that men bave a bom la tkat Dime a where each one baa eetablisbed bis hearth and the sum of bis possessions acd fortunes; wfceace be ill not depart, if nothing calls him sway; wbeaos if he aaa departed be seems to be a wanderer, aad if be returns be ceases to wander. Definition from Ctrll Ut. "Then stay at borne, my beert, a&d rest. Tbe bird is safest la Its nest; O'er all tbat flutter thoir wings and fly a bawk ia hovering In tbe sky. Longfellow. OCR YOUNG FOLKS. Grandmothers.' Grandmother are very ulce folks; They beat all the aunts In creation ; They let a chap do what he likes. And don't worry about education. I am sure I can't see It all. What a poor fellow evercouM do For apples and pennies aud cakes. Without a grandmother or two. And if he is bad now and then. And makes a great racketing noise, They only look over their specs. And say, "Ah, those boys will be boys! Life Is only' short at the best: Let the children be happy to-day." . Then they look for a while at the sky. And the hills that are far. far away. Quite often as twilight comes on. Grandmothers sing hymns very low. To themselves, as 'hey rock by the fire. About Heaven, and when they shall go. And then, a boy stopping to think, Will find a hot tear in his eye; To know what will come at the last For grandmothers all have to die. I wish they could stay here and pray. For a boy needs their prayer every night Some boys more tnau others. I s'pose Such as I need a wonderful sight. Southern Churchman. Beth and Faye. . Two little sweet-faced girls, . ' - Tired with their busy day, .... Lving here on their pil.ow . ' Dear little Beth and Fayet ' , Close by are the flaxen-haired dolls. Tucked into their cribs to sleepTender watch do these little mothers Over their children keep. And over there In the comer. And there, where the table stands, I see their playthings, waitiug The touch of their little hands. I stand beside my darlings. As they lie here calm and still. And I wonder what bhapes from dreamland Their Innocent slumbers fill. Many things have the wise men told us Of all that is and seems; But not the wisest among them Can tell us a baby's dreams. The Fifer of Lexington. BY BENTOX J. LOSSIXQ. .Lexington 1 Concord! What American boy or girl ha3 not heard of these two little villages in Massachusetts where the first blow was struck for independence, and where the hot flames of tbe devolution first burst out, on the 19th of April, 1776. One of my first pilgrimages waa to these vil lages. It was a bright, sunny morning in October, 1813, when I traveled by railway from Boston to Concord, a distance of seventeen miles northwest of the New England Capital. There I spent an hour with Major Barrett and his wife, who ''saw the British scamper," ad had lived together almost sixty years. The Major was hale at eightyseven, and his wife, almost as old, seemed as nimble-footed as a matron in middle life. She was a vivacious little woman, wellformed, and retained traces of the beauty of her girlhood. After visiting the place of the skirmish at Concord, I rode in a private vehicle to Lexington, six miles eastward, through a picturesque and fertile country, and entered the famous village at the Green whereon that skirmish occurred, and where a eommemorative monument now stands. After a briefs interview with two or three aged persons "thre, we drove to the house of Jonathan Harrington, in East Lexington, who, a lad seventeen years old, had opened the ball of the Revolution on the memorable April morning with the war-notes of the shrill fife. As we halted before the house of Mr. Harrington, at a little past noon, we saw an old man wielding an ax vigorously in splitting fire-wood in his yard I entered the gate and introduced myself and my errand. The old man was the venerable fifer. "Come in and rest yourself." he said kindly. as he led the way into the house. Although he was then past ninety years of age, he appeared no older than many men at seventy. Iiis form was nearly erect, his voice was firm, his complexion was fair, his placid face was lighted by mud blue eyes, and had but lew deep wrinkles, and his hair not all white, was very abundant. I took a seat on a chintz covered lounge, and he sat in a Boston rocking chair. "1 have come, I said "to make some in quiries about the battle of Lexington.'' "It wasn t a battle, 'he answered, "only a skirmish." "It was a sharp one," I said. "Yes, pretty sharp, pretty sharp," he re plied, thoughtfully. Eight fine young men out of a hundred were killed: two of them my blood-relations.'' I understand you played the fife on tbat morning," I said. 'As well as I could," he replied. ''I taught myself to play the year before, when the minutemen were training; and I was the only person in Lexington who knew how to fife. That ain't saying much, though, for then there were only eight or ten houses in the village besides the meeting house." "Did you belong to the minute-men?" 1 asked. "I was a minute-boy. They asked mo to fife to help Joe Barton make music with his drum for Captain Parker's company. Poor Joe! his drum-head was smashed and he lost a little finger in the fight. Captain Parker's Company was drilled the night before the fight, for Sol Brown, our nearest neighbor, came from Boston at sunset, and said he had seen nine British soldiers in overcoats walking toward Lexington. Sam Adams and John Hancock were at Parson Clark's house, where Dorothy Quincy, Hancock's sweetheart, was staying. Gage wanted to catch and hang 'em, and it was believed the soldiers Sol had seen had been sent out to sieze 'em that night.' A guard of eight men under Sergeant Munroe (who kept a tavern here) was stationed around Parson Clark's house. A little past midnight Paul Kevere you've heard of Revere camo riding like mad from Cambridge, his horse all afoam, for the weather was uncommonly warm, lie told Munroe he wanted to see Hancock. "He didn't want to be disturbed by noise," said the sergeant. "Noise I'' said Revere; "you'll have noise enough soon, for the regulars are coming." Hancock heard him, and throwing a light coat about his shoulders appeared. My mother, who was one of the most patriotic women of the day, called me at three o'clock: Jonathan! Jonathan! get up I the Regulars are coming, and something must be done." I dressed quickly, slung my light gun over my shoulder, took my fife from a chair, and hurried to the parade near theMeetingllouse.where about fifty men had gathered, and others were arriving every minute. By 4 o'clock a hundred men were there. We did not wait long wondering whether the Regulars were really coming, for a man dashed up to Captain Parker and told him they were close by. The Captain immediately order Joe to beat the drum, an I fifed with all my might. Alarm-guns

wer instantly fired to call distant minutemen to duty. Lights were now seen moving in all the houses. Daylight came at half-past 4 o'clock. Just then the Regulars, who had heard the drum-beat, rushed to

wards us, and their leader shouted, "Disperse, you rebels 1" We stood still. He repeated the order with an oath, fired his pistol and or dered his men to shoot. Only a few obeyed. Nobody was hurt, and we supposed their guns were loaded only with powder. e bad been ordered not to fire first, and so we stood still. ' The angry leader of the Regu lars then gave them another ord-r for them to fire, when a volley killed or wounded sev eraloiour compiny. See ia the regula-s en deavoring to surround us, Captain Parker ordered us to retreat. As we fled, some shots were sent back. Joe and I climbed a fence nearby. Climbing over. Joe fell upon i heap of stones, and crushed in his drum head. His hand was bleeding badly, and be found that a bullet had carried oil a part of his little Inger. Eight of our men had lost their lives.' Where was Adams and Hancock all this time?" I inquired. "Not far uff," he replied. "When the first shots were heard, they were advised to fly to a place of safety, for there lives were too valuable to the public to be lot. At first they refused to go, but, were finally persuad ed, and retired to a thick-wooded - hill not far off. Dorothy (Juincy went with her lover. Thev were married in the fall. It is said Sam Adams, hearing the firing on the Green, exclaimed : 'What glorious morning for America is this !' I have no doubt he said so, for it was just like him." 'You said two of your blood-relations perished in that fleht " 1 observed. "Yes," he replied; 'they were Jonathan and Caleb Harrington. Caleb and Joe Comr, who lived a mile from Lexington, had gone into the Meeting House to get some powder stored in a loll, ihey had taken it to the gallery when the British reached the meeting-house. They flew to the door, and started on a run for the com pany. Caleb was shot dead at the west erid of the meeting house, but Joe. thoueh wounded, escaped. Jonathan had stood his ground with the rest. His house was near the Meeting House. He was in front of his own house when the Regulars fired the third time. He was shot in the breast and fell. His wife Ruth stood looking out of the window, with their only child, nine years old, by her side. She saw her husband fall and ran out to help him. He raised up, stretched his arms toward her, fell again and was dead before she could get to him. Ohl it was too cruel, too cruel ! " "There were brave men in that little band of patriots," I remarked. "Brave men," said the old man, his mild eyes beaming with unusual luster, "braver men never lived. .Not one of them left his post until Captain Parker, seeing it was useless to fight against so many Regulars, told them to disperse. There was one man who wouldn't go, even then. It was Jonas Parker, of this town. He lived near Parson Clark's. He had said he would never turn from an enemy, and he didn't. He had loaded his musket, put his hat, containing powder, waddiijg and bullets, between his feet, and so faced the Regulars. At the second fire he was wounded and fell on his knees. Then he fired his gun; and though he was dving, he reachedfor another charge in his hat, when a big red-coat killed him with a bayonet on the very spot where Jonas first stood. 'Rare pluck," I answered. ,4The names of such men should never be forgotten." "They never will be, replied the old patriot excitedly. ''Their names are cutdevp in marble on the little monument down vonder on the green Robert Monroe, Jonas Parker, Samuel Hadley, Jonathan Harring ton, Jn., Isaac Muzzy, Caleb Harrington, John Brown and Asahel Porter. Should the marble perish, their names are cut deeper in the memory of Americans.'' lousaidit was a warm night when Paul Revere rode from Cambridge to Lex ington," I said. " i es, 6e replied: "It wa3 a very early spring, loung leaves appeared on the first of April. The grass on the village green whs so tall on the morning of the 19th that it waved in the light wind that was blowing. At noon that day, when the British were driven from Concord, the quicksilver was 85 in the shade and the door yards were bright with dandelions. Tbe minute-men-made it better than that fall 100 in the shade for the British before they got back to Cambridge that evening, f Did you serve in the army afterward?" inquired. 'No," he said ; "father went to the War, and 1 stayed at home to help mother take care of things, for I was the oldest boy. I played the Ute sometimes alter that when the young men in the neighborhood were training for the fight." By permission of Jkr. Harrington I drew a likeness of aim sitting in his rocking-chair; and under it he wrote with a trembling hand, which he attributed . to the ue of the ax that morning;. . JONATHAN HARRINGTON, Aged ninety, the 8th of July, 1813. Hia brother Charles, two years younger than he, came in before I htd finished the sketch. I could not but look with wonder and reverence upon these strong old men children of ne mother, who had borne three eon3 and five daughters who had nearly grown to manhood when the old War for Independence broke out. I bade them farewell, received from the old fifer the benediction ''God bles9you!" went back to the village green, sketched the monument, and called upon their kinsman, Abijah Harrington, who was a lad fourteen years of age at the time of the skirmish. lie saw nearly all the fight. He had two brothers in it, and had been sent by hi3 mother, trembling on account of her sons, to watch the fray at a safe distance, and obtain tor her information concerning her brave boys. From Mr. Harrington's I went to the house of Parson Clark, where I found Mrs. Margaret Chandler, a remarkable intelligent old lady, then 82 years of age. She had Kved in that house ever since the Revolution, had a clear recollection of events at Lexington on the memorable April morning, and gave me a version of the escape of Adams and Hancock somewhat different from that given me by the venerable fifer. A few more words about the latter. On the seventy-fifth anniveifary of the affair at Lexington and Concord, (1850), Jonathan, aged ninety-two; his brother Charles, aged ninety; Amos Baker, aged ninety-four; Thomas Hill, aged ninety-two and Dr. Preston, aged eighty-four; Jonathan gave us a toast. at dinner: ''The 10th of April, 1777. All who remember the day will support the Constitution of the United States." The Hon. Edward Everett made a speech on that occasion, in which he remarked that ' it pleased his heait to see those venerable men beside him, and he was very much pleased to assist Mr. Jonathan Harrington to put on his top coat a few minutes ago. In doing so he was ready to say with David, 'Very pleasant art thou to me, my brother Jona, than!"' Late in March, 1854, when he was almost ninety-six years of age, Jonathan Harrington died, and was buried with public honor. In the funeral procession was a large body of military as an escort, and the hearse was followedjby the Committee of Arrangements,

the Governor of Massachusetts, the Lieutenant Governor and Council, and a vast multitude of citizens gathered from the neighboring towns. After impressive religious services in the Church at Lexington, his remains were deposited in the family tomb. Sacred to the memory of the Fifer of Lexington. Little Folks Abroad. Examination in a South American school: Now, my boy, how is the earth divided?" ''By earthquakes, sir." Little Jack has been a naughty boy, and his mamma says: "I shall give a sugar-plum to your brother, and none to you, in order to punish you.'' "Mamma,'' says the elder brother, eagerly, '-hadn't you better give me the sugar-plum right away, so as to produce more effort upon him!'' A sympathetic small boy: Papa: "That picture shows the story of Prometheus and the vulture that fed on his liver. Every day the vulture devoured it, and every night it grew lor him to eat again. Sympathetic child: "Poor, dear old vulture! How sick he must have been of liver every day!" The little ones will keep on sayings thin es.

Six year old Mabel is industriously engaged in "cleaning out" a preserve jar which her mother had just emptied. Four year old Bobby looks at her for a while and then blurts out: "Say, Sis, don't you wish you could turn it inside out, sJ's you could 11CK 1W ' A little girl in the youngest class in one ot the primary school?, who has been much interested in the spelling and definition of words, asked her teacher to give her the same privilege in her exercises. The first word put out to her was "man," which she correctly spelled and supplied with the fol lowing original and comprehensive defini tion: "M-a-n, man; something that's got a wife, wears pants and don't wear dresses." After this exercise the definition of .words was suspended. EXPRESSIONS. TO A BOTTLE. " 'Tis very strange that yon and I Toge'lier can not pall; Tor yoa are fall whea I am dry, And dry when I am full." Hope is a dream of those who are awake. . If there is anything better than to be loved, it is loving. 'The poor ye have with you always," but the rich, go away in the summer-time. The estate of a rich man is hallowed ground to the lawyers, and they will trayel lor miles to prey upon it. "An oyster," said Thomas Hood, "is verv anomalous, for you have to take it out of its bed before you tuck it in." "inero is no iooi nice an old fool " savs .mi m 1 4 m mm. the New Orleans Picayune, "except the young fool who marries him." " 'Tis love that makes the world go round." It also makes the young man go round to the home of the girl about seven nights per wees. Said Jones: "Fred Grant wont have so soft a thing as he ha had." "I don't know,'' replied Robinson, "he'll have a soft thine as long as he keeps cool and does'nt lose his head.' An old ander savs that a fish does not feel much pain f rem being hooked. But let him tell tho yarn to the man who felt in his pocket for his knife and found he had left seven fish-hooks in there, if he wants to be called an unprincipled old slanderer. Two ten-cent drinks a day will supply a family with flour that is, if the drinks are not taken and the money invested in flour. We throw in this littie economical hint as our Monday temperance' lecture. Moral: Let somebody else tav tor vour drinks. tegister. ""Wounded in the war, were you? Bad ly?" "The bullet hit me in the chist, here, sur and came out. at me back!" "Come, come, 1 at, that won t do! hy, it would have gone right through your heart, man 1" (JcL, faix, me heart was in my mouth at the toime, surr' Punch. Charged With Adultery by Her on. An Atlanta, Ga., special to the Chicago Times says; A most remarkable criminal case has lust been decided iu the County Court of Union, which touches the Tenneseee line in Northeast Ueorgia. Sirs. Dolly momason, tne central hpure. is a widow oi large lamny, lnciuaing several crown sons: Her connections are quite respectable and her appearance charming, she being a buxom widow past forty, but look lue not more than thirty. To the world her character has alwavs been fair, and she was a member of the Baptist Church. Her eldest son. who is just turning twenty-four, claims lhat his mother was guilty of iut? crime ui auuiurrj nuu uiie uiiwicaiu, n prosperous farmer of the neighborhood. The young man presented his mother and her alleged paramour to the Grand Jury and true bills were duly found against them. The trial was most exciting and attracted hundreds ot people from the surrounding Counties. It took place at Blairsvllle. the County seat Judge James Brown, brother of Senator Joe Brown, presided, and Colonel C J. Welborn and Paul Lester appeared for the defense. Ciilwreath was tried first and acquitted, young Tbomasra being the only witness sgaioFt him, and the Jury remaining out nearly two days. Mrs. Tbomason was then placed on trial and her son gave in his testimony, lie said that for months past he had -noticed that whenever a gun fired In a certain deep rarite near his home, his mother would rise, put on her bonnet, and proceed in tbe direction of the ieport. He suspected that something was wrong, and determined to watch. So one day when the gun was tired and his mother left the house, he took his hat and followed her at a convenient pittance, and without her knowledge. She went to a part of the ravine where the over-arching foliage cast a deep shadow, and waited a few moments, when she was Joined by Gilwreath. Young Tbomason saw all this, he said, from his hiding-place near the mouth of the ravine, and, although he had his gun in his band, turned from the sbectacle without lifting his finger. He reported his mother's conduct to the elder of her Church, and she was expelled. He then proceeded to indict her before the Grand Jury. Gilwreath made a declaration in Court denying the whole story, and Mrs. Tbomason stated that her son became angry because he had failed to get possession of certain property which she owned, and had fabricated the terrible tale out of sheer malice. The speeches of the counsel ior the defense had a wonderful eflect upon the Jury. They stayed out just twenty minutes, and brought in a verdict of "not guilty." Star Routes. A Washington special of the 22d says: It is ascertained that the Star Route prosecutors are not satisfied that tbe local Judges have arranged to adjourn their Courts practically from July 1 until the middle of September, and not allow any one an apportunlty lo present the Star Route cases to the Grand Jury. Meanwhile both the Grand and Petl Juries have been impanneled, and the Star lvoute contractors, if they be disposed to resort to crooked means, will hare more than two months In which to operate on both. Juries, in tbe hope of finding a dishonest man. 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