Rensselaer Republican, Volume 14, Number 14, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 22 December 1881 — Page 7

LAND LEAGUE SONG. I'm gointr tojoln the Land League Foon. Friends ot freed you follow me! For freglom U » precious boon. Halie. halle. halle, halleluiah! Tell every Irishman you meet. _ ~ ‘ Friends of freedom, won’t you follow me? That every landlord la a beat Halle, balle, halle, halleluiah! ... chokl’h; • it. mornn In the morning by the bright light. When Ireland gains its freedom in the morning. , Imv -x bright light In the west, ' Friends of freedom, won’t you|fol)ow • met Columbia’s sous will do their best, Halle, halle, halle. halleluiah! With Dillon, Davltt and Parnell, Friends.of freedom won’t you follow , me? Our'ctiwwe will surely turn out well Halle, halle, i alle, halleluiah! Cho.—ln the morning, etc. - [Star.

JOHN’S LITTLE JOKE.

“Well, I snum!” exclaimed Uncle Pbil Wheeler, in his characteristic way finishing the Speech with a prolonged whistle. X, “What is the matter, Uncle Phii?” “Hey?” . . “What’s the matter?” “Why, your Aunt Susan has just bought another bureau.” The speakers were Mr. Philip Wheeler, commonly called Uncle Phil, and his handsome devil-mav-care nephew, John Langdon? Uncle Phil was standing .under the big brown horse-chest-nut tree, whittling a new handle for bis hammer, when a hay wagon containing a bureau stopped before the gate. “Whose bureau’s that?” demanded Uncle Phil. “It’s for Miss Wheeler, ’’was the answer. “She bought it down at ’Squire Thomas’s auction. “Well, I snum!” John Langdon,just coming from the wood house, armed cap a pie with line aud rod. heard the exclamation and inquired the cause. ‘‘So Aunt Susan has bought another oureau, has sbe?” be remarked after another scrutiny of that awful piece of household furniture. “I say, Uncle Phil, where is she going to put it?” “Hey?” ejaculated Uncle Phil, staring hard at his nephew over his silverbowed specs. “Where is she going to put it?” Uncle shook his head and resumed his whittling. “I’m blamed if I know,” he said at last. "I reckon ’twill have to set atop of something, for I don’t believe there is floor room for it in the house.” ‘ I’ve got three in my room now,and I shall protest against a fourth,’’laugh-*-d John. “Aunt Susan,” addressing the lady who appeared on the piazza’to superintend the removal of her newly acquired treasure from the cart to the house, “where are you going to put . that thing?” • “Well, John, if you want it. why of course you-can have it; but I did think I'd put it into the buttery, it would be so handy—” “Byall means,” interrupted |John; “the buttery is just the place for it; three are asmany,as I can occupy, inasmuch as I only brought a hand bag along on my little visit. If you were to give me a fourth I should hereduced to the necessity of remaining in bed in order to use it.’* ' “Oh, go away’, you rogue!” crid bis aunt, looking lovingly at him ;j“aud stop laughing at your old auntie. Here you!” in alarm to the driver. ‘Take care there, you’ll have that leg off! Hold on to the glass! My! my! How careless you be.” After much anxiety on Aunt Susan’s

part, hair-breadth escapes on the bureau’s, and a good deal of harmless swearing, such as “I snum!” “by gollyetc., on Uncle Phil’s, the old bureau was at last safely deposited in .the buttery, where it took up just three inches more room than It could .with any degree of propriety be accommodated with. Consequently, being of a firm and un-yielding nature, a sharp and uncompromising corner was thrust obtrusively and effendingly.out,against which unwary toes and unfortunate shins would in all probability be frequently punished. But Aunt Susan was not the woman to go forth to meet trouble, and no sbadow rested upon her placid brow, t r.or misgivings annoyed or made afraid. The bureau was a bargain, and that sublime fact shed such a halo of glory over its somewhat battered surface as to completely put to rout the inconvenience of its position. Next morning Aunt Susan arose betimes, sent for the woman wno lived •n the back road, and enjoyed a day of “putting to rights.” Those days, in which she caused to be brought forth form garret, cellar and hidden storeroom, treasures collected from auctions innumerable, were dear to her heart, (bough abominations m the eyes of Uncle Phil, who wandered around amidst the household gods in bitterneaa of spirit. John watched the “cleaning”^operation with an amused smile curling the corners of his handsome mouth, till at length a bright idea struck him. ‘•By Jove!” he muttered. “I believe we might do it.” Five minutes later he might have Been seen in earnest confab with Uncle Phil, who grinned and nodded his . head in evident satisfaction, and full approval of the plan, whatever it was. • The day ended with great success in . the cleaning line.- Before sundown an array of spotless mahogany, brass, china, britaunia, etc-., eto., might have seen orpameniiug Uncle Phil’s front yard—articles which the waning rays of the nun touched aud caused to reflect like polished mirrors. Soon everything was replaced, the old woman departed, and quiet brooded over the old farm house once more. Next day John was to return home to C , and Aunt Susan was to accompany him, for the double purpose of paying her sister—John’s mother—a visit, and witnessing the the ceremony which should give to John a wife. < . This wedding was very near to her heart: first because she' loved John very dearly, and second, because he had bought a lovely little nest of a home close by her house, .and was—after a reasonable trip—To bring his young wife here, under Aunt Susan’s motherly wing, while he began his career *s a lawyer in the brisk little village near by. . , Nothing short of the immense inc.-/

portance of this event could have induced the good woman to commit the daring act of risking her neck upon a railroad; for the mile journey was as formidable to her, with her old time notions, as would a visit to India be to a town-bred man. The morning arrived, and Aunt Susan, with many injunctions and cautions, at last took her place in the wagon which was to convey her to the depot. ‘ . John delayed a few moments tn take special Darting with Uncle Phil. What was said no one heard save the parties interested; but John’slow words called forth a series of energetic words trom IPs uncle, and a dry, hard chuckle, betokening an unusual amount of interThe journey ended safely, and Aunt Susan was beginning to -feel at home on springs, and to sleep in spite of the noise in the street, when a letter from home completely upset the good woman, and threatened to start her on the homeward track without delay. | | “The house has been robbed,” wrote Uncle Phil. “I was down to eee Martby.”—his sister—“and it sot in to storm so hard 1 stayed all night. Wall, when I got home I thought things looked sorter queer, and, sure enough, I found lots of things gone. The bureau in the buttery, and all the things outen the summer kitchen, a whole lot of brass things from the stairway closet, and no end of fixin’s all over. I can’t see,” wrote the old gentleman, “as any close or silver has been took, and I guess the thieves hev knowed of your bargins and come fur them spcial. I’ve heard thCy set stores buy them in big place. I reckon at a ruff guess we’ve lost about five burows, ■three sophies,. and six or seven parlor stoves, to say nothing of chiny and brass things.” To say that Aunt Susan was stunned would be but faintly to express her state of l mind; but she determined John’s happiness should not be dimmed by her anxiety, and so by a great effort she succeeded in overcoming her despondency -and assuming a cheerful face. The wedding daj’ came and parsed. John and Mary were bound in the holy bonds of wedlock, and had departed on their bridal trip. ’ Aunt Susan lingered a few days to complete some purchases, then returned to the even tenor of her quite country home, and wiited with what patienc she could for John’s return.

Uncle'Phil was waiting too —silently, but no less anxiously. In fact a little air of mystery hung over the old house aud hid shyly away amidst the wrinkles of the kindly old races of its excellent owners. Uncle Phil had some secret he did not tell Aunt Susan, ond Aunt Susan had some secret she did nor confide to Uncle Phil, and, stranger still, each was so engaged with his own as to be perfectly oblivious of the other’s" possession. Only one person saw, understood, enjoyed, and' remained silent—Uncle Phil’s sister Martha. The summer’s heat slowly died out, and autumn was beginning to paint the tree tops in the glories of red" and gold, when John wrote that he was comingjwith his wife to take up his home in the little house. They were to’ remain at ;Uncle Phil’s till their house was ready. Of course, everything was onti p-toe. Aunt Susan caused a supply of pies and cakes to be baked that would have victualed a man-of-war, while UnclePhil spent the entire day shaking out buffalo robes and polishing up the old carriage aud wagon. * Train time came; so did John and Mary, and the old people drove them home from the depot with great pride, the scrutinizing gaze of the entire village eye, so to speak. Tea was soon ready, but not so soon but UncielPbil had found time to divulge his secret to John, for from the woodhouse came a low murmur of voices, with now and then a hearty peal oflaughlerin John’s clear voice naingled with Uncle Phil’s low guffaw. Twice did Aunt Susan call out ar d demand to know the joke, and twice did she get her trouble for her pains, for no hint was given. After tea the whole party strolled down to the new house. Now it wap Aunt Susan’s turn. With a proud step she marched ahead and opened the door of the house, a faint flush on her withered cheek Mary fo’lowed closely, but Phil and John stood rooted in the hall, staring blankly ai;d stupidly iuto the little parlor. > Certainly there was nothing there which ought to frighten two full grown men—only four or five bureaus of so -riewhat antique design, several tables with massive pedestals and claw feet, two sofas large enough to uccommadale the “prehistoric may” we hear about’ and a goodly assortment of clocks, andirons, shovels, etc. “You don’t seem to be pleased,” raid Aunt Susan, in a crestfallen manner, her kind old voice trembling a little. “Now I thought you’d be tickled to death with them. I found them all in C (Uncle Phil and John exchanged guilty looks), and I was so took aback at losing mine, aud I noticed you looked red and kinder cut up the morning the news come, so I thought to myself: Now I’ll just buy these for you John. This here burow”—placing her nand lovingly on a large and imposing piece of furniture—“did look so’exactly like the one I bought of ’Square Thomas and had in my buttery, that I couldn’t nelp getting it. You know you kinder wanted it, John, the night it come home,’and I alius felt sorter mean that I didn’t give it to you then; so as soon as I tot my eves on this one lup and bought it and sent it down with the rest, unbeknown to anybody, so as to surprise you. You didn’t even suspect, did you, Phil?” But Uncle i hil was still speechless, and even John’s ready tongue |refused to do its usual work. While they yet stood, a silent and crestfallen group, a shrill, high treble broke upon the silence, and Aunt “Marthy” came walking in. “ Wall! Ido say you do look meeching enough! I told you, Phil, that Susan would find you out. I thought I should bust when ’Susan went to Caleb to go down to the depot and haul up these things just ten days after be hauled um down, though, as fur that, ’twas dark enough when he took um down, being night— ’* At this awful stage John recovered h imself sufficiently to confront Aunt Martha, and by dint of winks and nods make her understand that she was making a mess of it. Poor “Marthy” stared, a§ openmouthed as the rest; but the warning

‘had come too late; Aunt Susan was by no means slow, and the whole plot was as plain as daylight “And so, Philip Wheeler,” sue burst out with withering scoru, “you thought it would be fine fun to deceive me with your trumpt up story of thieves that has made the shivers run down my back every night since I came home! Ob, you needn’t say nothin’ ’’ as Uncle Phil tried to speak —“it’s mity honest, mebbe, and does great credit to your profession. As fur you, John, I wouldn’t hev beli’ved you could hev treated your old auntie in such a way. You can take them old things and send them back to C,—*—.; I hate the sight of um!” And Aunt Susan fairly broke down, and bowing her head on Mary’s shoulder, bursted into a shower of teais, which caused Uncle Pbil and John to feel not only like sneaks and scoundrels, but like midnight assassins arid buf-glars as well.

There was not much to say, but what could be said John said; be explained that no . barm was intended, and that it was but a foolish, boyish trick. And Uncle Phil scratched his head and tried to look boyish, and failed utterly because he already looked so sheepish and mean. > ■> But Mary did just what a warmhearted, clear-beaded woman should have done. She kissed Aunt Susan affectionately, and said:' “Uncle Pbil and John meant to play Off a good joke on you, but you have turned the tables finely, and I am doubly glad—first, because I do love to get the best of a joke, and secondly, because I doat on these dear, quaint old things. Why, Aunty,-you have given me treasures! Just wait till you see how .sweet I’ll make this little place look. And so she did. So quaintly sweet, and altogether charming did the little bouse grow under her skillful fingers that it became the rage, and the demand forold things was almost as high in the,village as it was in our big city, where something always rages. John became a convert ata very early day, and even Uncle Phii said: “I snum! I didn't know the old truck could look so kinder scratic.” To which Aunt Susan would reply: “I allure knowed ’twas ’ristocratic, Philip.” They are all very happy, and Aunt Susan has long since forgotten and forgiven John’s little joke.

Dakota Farms.

Brooklyn Eagle. » “Yes sir,” resumed the Dakota man as the crowd of agriculturists drew back from the bar and Seated themselves around a little table, “yes sir,’ we do things on rather a Sizable scale.. I’ve seen a man on ons of our big farms start out in the sprifig and plow a straight furrow until fill. Then he turned around and harvested back.” “Carry his gruo with him?” asked a Brooklyn farmer, who raised cabbage on the outskirts. VNo/slr. Ttyey follow him up with a steam hotel, and have relays of men to change plows for him. We have some big farms up therej gentleman. A friend of mine owned ofie on which he had to give a mortgage, land I pledge you my word, the mortgage was due ■on one end before they could get it recorded on the other. You see it was laid off in counties. ’ There was a murmur Of astonishment, and the Dakota man continued; “I got a letter from a ma i who lives in my orchard just before lefi home, and it had been three weekH getting to the dwelling house, though it traveled night an day.” “Distances are pretty wide up there, ain’t they?” inquired a New Utrecht agriculturist. - “Reasonably, reasonably,” replied the Dakota man. “And the worst of it is, it breaks up families so. Two years ago I saw a whole family prostrated with grief- Women yelling, children howling and dogs barking. One of my men had his camp truck Sacked on seven four-mule teams and e was around bidding everybody good-bye.” “Where was he going?” asked a Gravesend man. “He was going half-way across the farm, to feed the pigs,” replied the Dakota man. “Did he ever get back to his family?” “It isn’t time for him yet.” returned the Dakota gentleman. “Up there we send young married couples to milk the cows, and their children bring home the milk.” “j understand you have fine mines up that way,” ventured a Jamiact tur-nip-planter. “Yes, but we only use the quartz for fencing,” said the Dakota man, testing the blade of his knife with liis thumb, nrepartory to whetting it on his boot. “It won’t pay to crush it because we can make more money on wheat. I put In 8,000 townships in wheat last spring ” 11“ I low many acres would that be?” “We don’t count by acres. We count by townships ami counties. My vi<-ld whs iGS 000,000 on wheat alone, and I’m Thinking of breaking up from BO to >OO more counties next season.” “How do you get the help for such extensive ojieratlons?” asked the New Utrecht runn “Oh, labor Is cheap,” replied iho Dakota man. “You can get all you want for S2O to $47 a day. in fact, I never paid over $38.” “Is land cheap?” “No, laud Is ’ ,u. Not that It costs anything, for it don’t; but under the laws of the territory you have got to tak? so much or none. I was in luck. Had a friend at Yanton who got a l>ill through the legislature allowing me to take 420,000 square ntlles, which |s the smallest farm there th.rgh it |h—” “Look here,” said the barkeeper, hs the eastern husbandmen strolled out Ina bunch tp consider the last statement. “Is all this thing vou’ve been telling true?” “Certainly,” responded ths western man; “at least it is a modification of what I saw in a Dakota patier that was wrapped around a pair of shoes last night. I didn't dare to put it a» strong as the paper did, for no one would believe Jt. You can slate that last round of drinks and I’ll pay in the morning- I live right here n Myrtle avenue.” The beat sermon in the world never yet reconciled the proud man, trying to curl his feet up and out of sight under the pew, tn the painfully obtrusive and evident fact that the wife of his bosom had used his blacking-brush to polish the kitchen stove.

HOW WASHINGTON DIED.

An Illustration of the Heroic Treatment that Prevailed One Hundred Years Ago. By consulting the third volume of the Medical and Physical Journal published in Loudon, in the year 1800, by “T. Bradley, M. D , R. Battey, M. D., and A. A. Noehden, M. D..” there will be found on page 409 a description or report of the last illness of Washington, and the treatment given him. At present it is interesting as an example of too much doctoring, to say the least. It is as follows: Home time on the night of Friday’, the 10t.ii inst.,having been exposed to a rain on the preceding day, General Washington was attacked with an inflammatory affection of the upper part of the windpipe, called in technical language cynachet rauchcalis. The disease commenced with a violent ague, accompanied with some pain in the upper aud fore part of the throat, a sense of stricture in the same part, a cough, and a difficult rather than a painful deglutition, which was spon succeeded by fever and a quick and laborous respiration. The necessity of blood-letting suggested itself to the general; ht procured a bleeder in the neighborhood, who took from bis arm in the night twelve or fourteen ounces of blood.

He could not by any means be prevailed on by hie family to send for his attending physician till the following morning, who arrived at Mount Vernon at about 11 o’clock on Saturday. Discovering . the case to be highly alarming, and forseeiug the tendancy of the disease, two consulting pbyslans were immediately sent for, who arrived, one at 3:30 and the other at 4 o’clock iu the afternoon, lu the meantime were employed two pretty Copious bleedings, a blister was applied to the part effected, two doses of calomel were given, and an injection administered, which operated on the lower intestines, but all without preceptible advantage, the respiration becoming still more difficult and distressing. Upon the arrival of the first consulting physician it was agreed, as there were yet no signs of accumulation in the vessels of the lungs, to try the result of another bleeding, when about thirty-two ounces were drawn without the smallest apparent alleviation .of the disease. Vapors of vinegar and water were frequently inhaled; ten grains of calomel were given, succeeded by repeated doses of tartar emetic, amounting to five or six grains, with no other effect than a copious discharge from the bowels. The powers of life seemed now manifestly yielding to tlielorce of the disorder. Blisters were applied to the extremities, together with a cataplasm of vinegar and b an to the throat. Speaking, which was painful from tho beginning, now became almost impracticable. Respiration grew more and more contracted and imperfect till 11:30 on Saturday night, retaining the full possession of his intellect, when he expired without a struggle. He Wes fully impressed at the beginning of his complaint, as well as through every succeeding stage of it, that its conclusion would be mortal; submitting to the several exertions make for his recovery rather as a duty than from any expectation of their efficiency. .He considered the operations of death upon his system as coeval with disease; and, several hours before his death, after repeatea efforts to be understood, succeeded in expressing a desire that he might be permitted to die without interruption. During the short period of his illness he economized his time in the arragements of such few concerns as required his attention with the utmost serenity, and anticipated his approaching dissolution with every demonstration ol that equanimity for which his w’hole li’e had been so uniformly and singularly conspicious. J ames Clark, Attending Physician. Elisha Dicks, Consulting Physician

Is Arizona a Fraud.

Corr. N. Y. Tribune. In spite of the volumes that have been written of Arizona as a mineral region, it is doubtful if, with the exception. here and there of very good sections, the hopes of the thousands who have invested heavily to open new lodes and develope new districts will be even partially realized. Within the past six weeks I have pretty carefully gone over the developed field, and while there is much to encourage furthur exploration, it is apparent that Arizona is yet a long way from becoming a great bullion producing Territory. The really profitable mines that are being worked throughout Arizona can be counted on the fingers of one hand, and there would be a finger or two to spare. In saying this Ido not wish to discourage the investment of further capital here, but in the interest of mining for the precious metals every•where I do hope that more caution will he observed in buying and incorporating undeveloped localities and in placing them ou the Eastern markets. There are scores of mines or rather schemes now seeking the confidence of Eastern capitalists, which are nothing, nor are they likely ever to amount to anything but a expense; o their owners. There is no mining region in the world that has been go prolific of disapointments as Arizona. For fifteen years—twelve years before the Southern Pacific Railway entered her borders—these disappointments have been of almost monthlv recurrence. The advent ot the railway started a “boom” in one district—the new discovery of Tombstone —lint nowhere else has it facilitated the development of profitable mines, lodes or sections. As a matter of fact there are only three silver mines In the whole Territory that are paying regular dividends. These are the Silver King of Pinal county, and the Tombstone and Wet tern, of Tombstone. The first disburses $25,000, monthly, the second $50,000, and the third $75,000, but this last amount is the result of a great strain upon the mine's resources. Other mines in Tombstone are producing sums monthly that vary from. $30,000 to $90,000, but the cost of getting these amounts out Is Buch that there is no margin of profit to stockholders. Whether they ever will reap a reward depends upon whether the output of bullion can be , increased Without proportionately increasing the cost of its production. It is a delicate problem in most mining operations,

for the fact is too painfully apparent that men who control and work mines are often a great deal less concerned about a margin of profit for stockbold ers than they are that the bill of expense, shall be kept up to the fullest figure the stockholders will stand.

Dead at His Sweetheart’s Feet.

A Richmond (Va.) special of 0ct.,29, says: A gentleman Who arrived in the city yesterday furnishes the details of a most tragic and distressing suicide, which occurred Monday night at the residence of Mr. Joseph M.Blanton, in Cumberland County. A young man named Richard Kirk, from Mobile, Ala., who had lately graduated from the University of North Carolina, had been for sometime paying his devoirs to Miss Kate Faris, also. of Mobile. The parents of the young lady objected to his attentions, and in order to put a stop to them.sent her on a visit to Mr. Blanton.who is a relative or connection of the Faris family. The young man, it seems, determined not to be thwarted, and started from Mobile last week to see his love in Virginia. Arrived at Farmville, he drove to Mr. Blanton’s house, seven miles distant, on Monday morning last. His reception by the objector his affections it is presumed, was anything but favorable, for he left Mr.- Blanton’s house very precipitately, and, returning to Farmville, was observed to indulge quite freely in strong drink. During the early afternoon, it is said, he went to a gunsmith named Baker, procured a pistol, which he got Baker to load for him. He then hired a team from Smithson’s livery stable, taking with him a colored man named George Diggs, and drove back toMr.Blanton’s i house. It was then late in the afterI noon, an J the gentleman of the house 1 observing his excited condition was at . first little inclined to Allow the young ' lady to see him. He was. however, finally announced, but Miss Faris would only Consent te see him 1 in company with Miss Millie Blanton. The two’young ladies accordingly went to the parlor, and. out of abundant caution Mr. Blanton accompanied them. They had scarcely entered when Kirk whispered ts Miss Faris, and she requested Mr. Blanton to retire. Mr. Blanton witndrew to the hall, where he walked up and down near at hand as if fearine some trouble. In a few moments the report of a pistol was heard. Rushing into the parlor. Mr Blanton beheld Miss Faris lying on the floor. He picked her up and carried her to the sofa under the impression that she had been shot. He soon 'onnd she had only swooned, and, looking around, beheld young Kirk stretched dead upon the floor. He had shot himself through the head, the ball entering the right ear. and going directly through the head had passed out the left ear.

Marvels of the Universe Grouped Together.

Boston Advertiser. Professor Young, the mathematician and astronomer, give us some concrete illustrations of the marvels of the universe that are fascinating in their way. The traveler who would make the circuit of the world in eight days would require nearly twenty-four years to circumnavigate the The sun’s surface is nearly 12,000 tithes, and its volume or bulk more than 1,300,000'' times greater than that of the earth. If the earth is represented by a threeinch globe, the sun, on the same scale, will be more tbsn twent seven feet in diameter, and its distance 3,000 feet. If the sun were hollow, and the earth at its center, there would be room for the moon 240,000 miles away, and for another satellite 190,000 miles beyond her. The mass of the sun, that is, the quanity of matter contained in it, is nearly 330,000 times as great as that of the earth. This mass is about 750 times as great as the combined masses of all the planets and satellites of the solar system; it is two octillions of tons. The attractive pull of this tremendous mass upon the earth, at a distance of nearly 98,000,000 miles, again transcends" all conception. It is thirty-six quadrillions of tons; in figures, 36 followed by 17 ciphers. If gravitation were to cease, and steel wires were used to hold the earth in her orbit, each wire being as large as the heaviest telegraph wire (No. 4), it would require nine to each square inch of the earth’s surface, and me whole sunward hemisphere of our globe would have to be covered as thickly as blades of grass upon a lawn. A man who oh earth would weigh 250 pounds, would at the sun weigh nearly two tons, and be unable to stir. A planet as far away as the nearest fixed star, which is more than 200,000 times more remote than the sun from if not disturbed by any other attractions, would still be governed in its motion by the sun, though, if moving iii a circle, nearly 90,000,000 years would be required for a single revolution. If the motion s<-ems slow, it is because the distance is so vast; but the planet would still be so powerfully held in its orbit that it could only free itself from solar attraction by darting away with a velocity of more than 300 feet per second.

Fast Time.

The Brooklyn Eagle, speaking of the proposed fast train from Chicago to New York in twenty-six hours, says: “It will not be long before the journey to Chicago will uniformly be made in twenty-four hours for steel' rails, perfect road bed and improved machinery are rapidly combining to increase safety and celerity. It is piobable that in the large engines, of whicn Long No. 10 is a sample, the present type of locomotive has reached a climax. The high point of center of gravity and the enormous driving wheel have gone as far as they dan in producing speed,and hereafter some other plan must be deengine of a few years hence will be built upon a plan which recent experiments have proved to be entirely successful, namely, the introduction of double driving wheels, the inner one worked by shorter piston stroke, which imparts energy to the exterior wheels sufficient to attain a speed of 100 miles an hour. Stability on the metals is gained by lowering the boiler and furnace to within a few inches of the ground, and the momentum is unchecked by oscillation. Bo far the new locomotive has been in eve-y way satisfactory, and in a short time seventyfive miles an hour will cease to excite wonder.

Hints for Housekeepers.

Troy Times. The expressed juice of green walnut shells diluted with water is used for dying blonde hair a light brown. A little spirits of turpentine Added to the water with which floors are washed will prevent the ravages of moths. Use kerosene, or bath-brick, or powdered lime to scour iron, tin or copper, ■wash in hot suds and polish -frith dry whiting,: I. ‘ To remove spots from furniture, four ounces of vinegar, two ounces of sweet oil, one ounce of turpentine. .Mix and? apply with a flannel cloth. Spirits of ammonia diluted with water if applied with a sponge or flannel to discolored spots on the; carpet or garments, will often restore the color. When carpets are well cleaned sprinkle with salt and fold; when laid strew with slightlv moistened bran before sweeping. This, with the salt,' will freshen them up wonderfully. Skim milk and water, With a little bit of glue in it, made scalding hot, will restore old rusty black crape. If clapped and pressed dry, like fine muslin, it will look as good‘as new. > A paste made of whiting and benzoin will clean marble, and one made of whiting and chloride of soda, spread and left to dry (in? the sun if possible) ■ on the’marble will remove spots. Celery boiled in milk and eaten with the milk served as a beverage -is said to b? a cure for rheumatism, gout ami a specific in cases of small-pox. Nervous people find comfort in celery. A flannel cloth dipped into, warm soap suds and then ■ into whiting and applied to ptiinl will instantly remove all dirt and grease. Wash with clean water and dry. The most delicate paint will not be injured, aud will. look like new. : Plaster of paris mixed with gum arabic water makes an excellent White cement, but mustbeused immediately, as it hardens quickly. A mixture of five’parts of gelatine to one of acid chromate of • lime. Applied to broken edges, which should Jse pressed together and exposed to the sunlight, makes an insoluble cement. To whiten walls, scrape off all the old whitewash, and wash the walls with.a solution of twq ounces of white vitriol to four gallons of water, Soak a quarter of a pound of white glue in water for twelve hours; strain and place in a tin pail; cover with fresh water, and set the p?iil in a kettle of boiling water. When melted stir in the glue eight pounds of-whiting. And water enough to make it as thick as common whitewash, evenly with a good brush. If ttie walls are very yellow, blue the water slightly by squeezing, in it a flannel blue-bag. The Pikqcounty (Ga.) News .says: .“Mrs. Howell, livipg ndar Gogginsville. has made a hat of cotton seed, which has been sent to the exhibition, and will doubtless fill the missing link in Senator Joe’s cotton; suit. The seed are putron a string, then ground a shape, which had been prepared for the occasion, until the required size is obtained. The band is made of green cotton leaves with a cluster of cotton blooms for a how. The top is decprated with a large,open ball of cotton. We understand that it is'very pretty.”

Third Group for the Lincoln Monument.

Springfield (Masts.) Republican. The Ames Manufacturing Company has just finished the third bronze eroup which is to be placed upon the Lincoln monument atOak’Ridge Cemtery in Springfield, 111. The first casting for the monument—a colossal statue of Lincoln—was made at the Ames works 11 years ago,” and s\ne» that time two groups, infantry and naval, have been*fo’ , warded. Now the artillery group is nearly ready. The figures" are heroic in size, aud stand upon a pedestal which will he elevated 20 feet above the ground when in position. The first figure H that of a gunner, who has been struck down hv a ball and. lies upon the ground with a look of intense pain upon his face. Near by, with his arms raised above bis head, stands a boy gazing with horror upon the scene before him,while the third figure is that of the. captain of the gun, who has leaped upon his dismantled piece, and, with sabre raised aloft, seems to defy his enemies. The positions are very natural,and the sculptor has succeeded admirably in depicting the emotions of pain, horror and defiance upon the faces of his subjects. Every minlite detail has been carefully brought out in the work and the result is very satisfactory. The group’weighs 4,500 pounds. The fourth casting will be made very soon fdY the •cavalry group. It requires one year to complete this work, some of the processes being very slow. The designer is Larkin’G. Meade, and the work has been done under the supervision of Sculptor Melzar H, Hosman. j

A Strange Custom.

The respectable women of Thibet always appear in public with their faces pain tea black, so as to disguise thei/ charms and thus prevent frail men from the perils ofteb great admiration. Before going out of.do‘»rsthey i invariably rub their taces over with black glutenou-* varnish, soinething like currant Jelly in appearance. The object being to render themselves as unattractive as possib, they daub this composition over every feat ure, so as to render their; faces as unlike those human beipg as possidie. M. Hue in his travels in the country ascertained that the singular custom had its origin in the deeree of a Lama King, some 200 years ago. This King, being a man of austere habits was desirous of cheking license which prevailed among the people, and which had even spread to the'priests of the Buddhist moriasteries to such an extent as to relax their discipline, issued an edict that no woman sheuld appear in public otherwise than with her face daubed in the manner described. Severe temporal and spiritual, penal ties enforced the decree among them, the terrible wrath of Buddha. Tradition says that woman were perfectly resigned and obedient, and that far from the edict giving rise to a petticoat rebellion, the practice was cheerfully adopted and has been faithfully observ- > ed down to our own time.' Now, it is.considered a point of religious creed and evidence of a spirit of devotion, the women who daub their faces the most being the most relgious. It is only in the large" towns that ‘Women are seen in the streets with unpainted faces. • ■