Rensselaer Republican, Volume 18, Number 32, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 15 April 1886 — Correction. [ARTICLE]

Correction.

A, clergyman who was officiating at the funeral of a young girl began his discourse with, “Oh, may this,bereaved father find consolation for the death of his only daughter”—and then happening to remember there was .another daughter, the offspring of ft- second marriage, he added hastily—“by his first wife.”—Harped Bazar. Obbebvatioks on the incandescent electric light," which decreases in luminosity after a certain strength is reached, lead a French investigator to conclude that heat ‘.radiations, which are at first dark and then luminous, passing from red to white, ultimately ' go beyond the violet rays, and at a very great intensity cease to be visible.

Easy Legends for New Beginners. Once upon a time there was a poor man. He was so poor that skimmed milk was no comparison tO'him. If he had won a $25 gold medal as champion roller skater of. tho world lie would have been obliged tp have traded it for turnips. His family slept on straw, his dog ate thistles, and the only pair of pantaloons he had were patched in twenty-four places. One day when this poor man was digging out a rabbit in the forest he found a bag ofjsilver. He was at first so overjoyed that fye could not speak, but directly the thought came to him that the money belonged to the man who owned the land resident of Chicago. He was poor, but he could not be dishonest. Whep. he took the money home his wife whooped for a new bonnet, his children yelled for new shoes, and he himself reflected how nice it wonld be if he had a swallowtiil coat and a twenty-cent cigar. But he said: _ “Though we starve and go ragged we must be honest. I Will keep this money until the owner of the land appears.” A chap in Chioago heard of the find and came booming along, and the bag was handed over to him. He opened it to find that every piece was counterfeit, and in his rage he cried out: “Fool that you are! .Had you not been so honest you would have discovered the fraud yourself and saved me an expensive journey.” The poor man and his family were greatly cast down, and the last morsel of bread was about to be placed on the table when there came a knock on the door. It was opened, and Jay Gould walked in. “I would have done just as you did,” said Mr. Gould. “Honesty should be rewarded and virtue encouraged. Here are $50,000. Tra-la.” Now, how splendid that was.—Detroit Free Press.