Rensselaer Union, Volume 9, Number 19, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 25 January 1877 — Page 3

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I mount to jour chamber. Your alow, pillowed At the eouni of my name, Yum; 4 Mibvytmr bed; And we .mile, and we chat on the newt of the d»r; An- . -f w to .. But up to mr'f s>, is the iearw t<? nfy’eyea, To be forced.back, surge questions that find no replies ; Do you th.nk my light glance, in your face firm "s, m wan."» Tit «e . ~ TSsi»r><> note of th« v treache» which nearer are bay by day, by tlie foe that lays pi ego to your life? -In/to M led, to mid-heat from the Orv«f:h>»ftahrtngfMeea»uwe, to hide eye and ears From the ulare of n.en’a gaze, and the noise of their cheers. And, weary enough, in the dnst to Ite down. Forgetting the race and foregoing the crown ? Or, more sharp’than the pangs of the flesh, to the Atffb IlghgAbrt of remfli of your goal. pool,«the of tbasp<>n«r draws Bow down to the pit or lay hold on the sky? Can yon catch, through the valley you wa'k torn? a warddtlone, . _ glljnps. g tear qf the tamb on the throne? Snail you lean as you treaa the steep brink of the grave. On the arm u s the Ono who is mighty to save? When s’eep's silent chambers have drawn in the crowd. When the town's vo’ce grows low and the clock’s When up to your ear from the pavement comes Tamt - ? The steprof the sinner or late-serving saint— When rjaiu from your pillow drives slumber awav. And -the night-lamp bums down with its dull, sickly ray. And |he drowsy nurse nod?, like a punctual ghost. Glides in grim Remorse to keep watch at her post? » Or does Conscience stand by you, a comforting friend, and wait, with your deeds at an fpr judgment, while time his last For you says, ere Eternity's sentence is heard? o .' ’?' Though many are nearer, hnd some are more dear, fUptomet-yet, Q friend of many a year, If soitte might be warmer, none ever more tree, yflte l.flink an ll believe, have been toward me than When the slow, but sharp shears on your thread shall be shut, Can you see how one strand of my own will be Intertwined—slender, still of-its fairest in glow, Down into the dark in your coffin to go? I know, not, and now I may scarce look to know—- , So pear. Death leans o’er you to set his great seal .To your silence on all that you fear, or you feel. Thus I ouery and muse, and we finish our talk, And I go forih alone in the sunshine to walk, Strong in health and purpose, but under a weight That treads dn my heart like the foot of your Fat«r-< Go copnlng sad dirge* and dreariest verse, Through the streets you shall traverse anon in your hearse. And next your white lips will have murmured their last. And your voice have become as the voice of the Past; And my thoughts must stray back from the floodtide of men. To a bleak, emptied chamber! What then—and what then? _ r-As Foxlom, sh Boston Daily Advertiser.

A LIVELY LUNATIC.

When the news arrived that the good ship Ladybird whs lost at sea with all hands, and that young Frank Raeburn, who was on board, was consequently drowned, all the world (that is to say, all Raeburn) knew what would become of the Raeburn estate. Poor Frank was tlie last heir in the main line, and he was coming home to claim his inheritance whenihe perfidious ocean swallowed him up. According to his father’s will the estate went to a distant cousin, who im- '* mediately announced his intention of selling it, as he hated the country. It was a fine estate, with a capital house on it and many other advantages “ too numerous to mention,” as an auctioneer would say; but when the said cousin exhis intention of selling it he Emitted to take a certain person into his - icMcal£tiona v ,ij i - ; That person was Mr. Jeremiah Bollop. Similatiy; when Tom Lindsay, a young surgeon who had come to settle in Raeburiij made up his mind that Rose Motton would be a capital wifo for a doctor, he, too, calculated without Mt. J. Bollop, for Rose happened to be that individual’s niece, and, among his many prejudices, Mr. Bbllbp had an inveterate hatred of doctors. --That hatred arose from his having once A bestowed .a, whole bottle of lotion prescribed for himself upon a favorite aog, which died in twenty minutes, the said lotion being only for outward application. Mr. Bollop, wfio was not of a logical turn of mind, arguing therefrom that if lie had rubbed on the dluff it would have •skilled him. The inference was unfair to the profession, but the prejudice remained. To return, however, to the efforts to get rid of the Raeburn estate. The property would not sell, sirflply because Mr. Bollop was the agent who' had served the Raeburns for years, and who, having : made up his mind by some process known only to himself, that Frank Raeburn was not dead, artfully prevented any intending purchaser coming to terms for the house and land. The cousin, who desired to sell, could .not understand how it was that so many Would-be purchasers held back After they had once seen the house; but then he did not know Of the series of outrageous falsehoods tvith which the unscrupulous Bollop deluded apy one whp came near.the place. To one hypochondriacal old gentieman he abused the drains; to a nervous spinster lady he averred on his oath that the house was haunted, and painted such a vivid picture of the ghost t’.at she dreamtJrßtfqr.pttqUlM afterward. There ■ i wp'mbital shooting;’Bw “he told a sportsnmp who came to look after it'that there not a bird on the place, tn short, he jgavt, Raeburn Such a bad character that ■vJflh »ne would buy it, and, much to the |£«hjp:in of, the cousin who inherited it, i'emained pnsold and unlet up •if to me time when our story begins, about ... «w« yeare after ‘the news of Frank Raebujto’3 Mhrtwt be added thal, even had the cousin found out Mr. Boilop’s .machinatiottSi hiA could hardly We put a stop to than., for the irrepressible agent was a ' fixture aa the estate, Frdnk Raeburn’s father having given him the/eettage and land hot far froth the Manor W *Jf.' * . 7"-" ■' - imihvwerert fenfetfl poeltton when Dr. Tom, going hia rounds in the village, happened, as was hot unfreqtiently the case, 1 fcfoeMMW JtNe UfciU* wajk in the 'saffiedireettta. BhelookCd ho bright and happy that Tom was quite surprised, and

said, as soon m he came up to hej: •‘Well. Rosie, whatmakesyou look ao ■pleased? Has the old Griffin come round just as well the .Griffin doesn’t -hear you, air,” said Hxm,“or I’m sure he would never come round; but I’ve got some newt for you. ” “ Well, out with it,” laid Tom. “The fact is/’ continued Rose, “ the Griffin, as you tall him, is in difficulty, and I think you might help him with advantage to yourself.” , What? Is the old man seedy?” said Tom. “If so, I’ll teach the old rascal a m respect for the profession if once r the Phannacopieia to bear upon him.” No, no, you horrid man;” said Rose; “ he’s not ill, but he’s had an application for the estate from a gentleman, and it’s quite evident that this bidder won’t be stalled off by any of uncle’s stories.” “ Well,” said Tom, “ what can I do?” d I don’t know, but I have suggested to my uncle that you Might be able to help in some way, and, while he kiadly reImarked that you were no use as a doctor, he was gl»od enough to say that you were not quite a fool in other tilings.” “I’m much obliged to hitn,” said Dr. Tom; “ but, even supposing lam able to help him, why should I do so? he’s always thwarting me.” If? "Oh! if you don’t know why you should help him,” said Rose, demurely, “ I’m sure I can’t tell you.” “ I see it, you little witch,” cried Dr. Tom, excitedly; “I’ll make a bargain with old Bollop. Rosie, you’ve the clev. erest little brain that was ever put into a pretty head. When does your uncle want to see me?” Well, I think you had better look in this evening. He’s very much excited about the business, and the sooner you see him the better,” said the sage young lady, who certainly deserved Tom’s praise. And then the lovers continued thenwalk ; but, as their conversation was as idiotic as ail talk is under similar circumstances, it need not be reported, and we may pass on to the interview in the evenfir. Jeremiah Bollop was seated in his arm-chair after dinner, engaged in the steady consumption of port wine. But, however gratifying to the palate might be the liquor he was imbibing, it was plain that it didnot exercise a tranquilizing influence cm his nervous system, for no one, as far as outward appearances ■went, could look in a worse temper. Mr. Bollop—or, as his friends called him, Jerry Bollop—was a partly man of about sixty, strong and hale i» .appearance, with a nose and countenance which Icoked all the more rubicund in contrast with his snow-white hair. He was very irascible, and when we find him sitting at his dessert his mental thermometer is at boiling point. If a man is in a passion, port wine is not exactly the stuff to allay bis rage. And as he tossed off glass after glass Jerry grew more and more irate, ana his countenance shone like the sun in a fog, until he resembled a semi-intoxicated volcano, ready to favor the world with a violent eruption at any moment. He was in this stage when Dr. Tom was announced. Lindsay had no sooner made his appearance than Bollop, throwing a letter to him, roared out, “Sit‘ down; help yourself and then read that, and tell me if it isn’t enough to make a man swear.”

Tom did as he was told and read the letter. It was from the Hon. Ferdinand Flittertip in answer apparently to one of Bollop’s, pointing out m vivid colors the disadvantages of Raeburn. The, Hon. Ferdinand, writing in the blandest manner possible, said he would soon have the drains put right, and added that he doted on ghosts, they were so romantic; so it was evident Bollop had played his best cards and made nothing by them. Mr. Flittertip further said that he should arrive on a certain day and look over the place. “Pretty cool,” said Tom, returning the epistle. “ Pretty cool!” shouted Bollop, nearly swallowing a wine-glass in his rage; “ I call it freezing—below zqro—bursting the bulb of any thermometer that ever Was made! He’s a perfect refrigerator! Don’t I give him good reasons why he shouldn’t take the house, and still he persists in doing so?” “It is aggravating,” said Tom, sympathetically. “ Aggravating; it’s a raw, a blister. What am Itodo ? The man’s mad.” The last word gave Dr. Tom an idea. He said: » “ You want to get rid of this man, Mr. Bollop?” * x “ Of course I do.” “ Very well, I think I can manage it for you,” said Tom. “ Can you! I shall be eternally grateful, and you shall have anything it is in my power to give you if you do it,” said Bollop. “ That’s a bargain,” Tom said. “If I disgust Flittertip with the place you will give your consent to my marrying Rose.” “Rose,” said Bollop, taken aback. “You’re sharp, young man, but I’ve given my word, and I’ll stick to it. Rose is yours if Flittertip is vanquished.” They had a long consultation, which we may pass over, and come to Flittertip’s arrival. It was a fine morning, the sun shone brightly on Raeburn House, making the large garden show to the best advantage, when the Hon. Ferdinand Flittertip and his wife drove up to the door. A servant came out to attend them, and as they descended from the carriage a curious apparition showed itself on the lawn. It looked in the distance like a stout gray-haired gentleman arrayed in particolored garments, with a large bouquet in his button-hole, and crowned with a fantastically arranged wreath of flowers, This creature was executing a pae eeul among the geraniums, and occasionally emitting snatches of song. Flittertip and his wife gazed in bewilderment at this strange figure as it waltzed away and Was fiaally lost in the shrubbery, and they were just about to put some questions to the servant when Tom Lindsay appeared at the door of the house. “The Hon. Mr. Flittertip, I presume,” said Tom, politely. “I must introduce myself. I am Dr. Lindsay, a resident here; and as my friend, Mr. Bollop, is slightly indisposed he has asked me to show you over the house.” Flittertip, who was a dandified elderly man, with a very affected manner, bowed politely and expressed his thanks, and the party went into the house. Both he and his wife had been very much puzzled by the apparition witnessed on their arrival, but they said nothing. Dr. Tom was a conscientious cicerone, and showed them all over the house. He also pointed out the beauties of the view from several of the windows, and when he did so, Flittertip was almost certaid he saw th? figure which had appeared upon the lawn, dancing somewhere in the distance.

After they had made the tour of the house, they preceded to explore the garden and park. At one extremity of the latter wm £ wall which divided KMT burn grobnoadrem the little bit of 4apd' and the bodied “it, which belonged shock which brought them down as ff they had been shot. Tom Lindsay was just saying “ That, Mr. Flittertip, Is Mr. Bollqp’s bouse, with about an acre of ground belonging to it/’ when the figure Flittertip had seen on the lawn darted up from behind the wall, looking more maniacal than ever, With the wreath over one eye and a* basket on one arm filled apparently with flowefs, apples and tomatoes, With which U’flpmh menced to pelt the paralyzed IMittertlpand his companions. “Good fraclops!”stammered Flittertip, “who is that, Dr. Lindsay,” while Mrs. F. fairly took to her. heels and /led, the figure on the wall skillfully Mhdfhg a ripe tomato on the small of her back as she scuttled off. “ If you will come away, Mr. Flittertip,” said Tom, who did not offer, hoy?v-, er, to move himself I will endeavor-tart explain.” • “ Bleed him, doctor! bleed him!” shrieked the figure on the wall, “That’s what he wants!’’and a dexterously thrown apple caught Flittertip on the nose, at which he turned and.’ rgn.;ofli>-likejps wife, Dr. Tom following, after exchanging a confidential wink with the wearer of the wreath, who continued to pelt Flittertip until he was out of reach. “ And now, sir,” gasped Flittertip, as he supported Mrs. F. to a garden seat, “ perhaps you will explain this extraordinary occurrence. Who was that unearthly individual?” “ My dear sir,” said Tom,politely, “no one can regret this matter more than I do. That, sir, was my unfortunate friend Mr. Bollop, who is in one of his paroxysms to day.” “Mr. Bollop! Paroxysmal what-do you mean ?” “ Simply, sir, that my friend has fits of madness.” “ But he wrote to me quite sanely—-I have his letters,” “No doubt. These fits only come on occasionally, and in the intervals he is sensible enough." “ Mad enough when they do come bn,” said Flittertip, irritably. “ And am Ito understand that Mr. Bollpp has the freehold of that place, and will continue to reside there ?” “ Certainly,” said Lindsay. “ Oh, Ferdinand,” murmured Mrs. Flittertip, “ let us leave this place; how can we exist with that awful lunatic next door. Oh, horror, there he is again I” And the poor lady cowered down in fright, for careering over the grass in the distance they saw their late adversary sportively chasing a flock of sheep. Flittertip looked thoughtful; and they all walked to where the carriage was waiting. Before going away he said, “ I am deeply sorry for your friend, Dr. Lindsay. May I ask if it would hurt him if 1 had an interview with him; though I'm afraid my purchase of the estate will be out of the question now.” “ I dare say you can see him,” said Lindsay, with some doubts in his mind. “ Very well, I will call on him the day after to-morrow,” said Flittertip, and they drove away. They had no sooner gone than the supposed'lunatic came up in high glee to Lindsay. . “Well,” he said, roaring with laughter, “ didn’t I do the trick beautifully. Did.you ever see anybody so geared, ’and how magnificently I tomatoed the old girl in the back.” And Mr. Bollop began to caper about id a fashion which wbuld have justified any one in regarding him as really mad. “ Yes; I think you frightened them,” said Tom. “And he’ll not take the place now,” said Bollop. “ No; I believe not,” replied Lindsay, “ but he says he’s coming over to see you the day after to-morrow.” ‘ ‘ Indeed I’ ’ said Bollop. ‘ ‘ Then I shall have to do the lively lunatic again. All right, I’ll worry him.” “Yes; you’ll have to keep up the character,” Tom answered; but in his own mind he was a little troubled. Flittertip might be foolish and frivolous, but Tom didn’t like his look as he went away. H owever, there was nothing to be done now but to go on with the masquerade. Bollop wks in high spirits, insisted on Tom dining with him that night, wore his wreath triumphantly, and nearly fuddled himself by toasting the Lunacy Commissioners in successive bumpers of port. In fact, Tom felt like the wizzard’s apprentice in Goethe’s ballad, who, having raised a spirit, could not lay it. Ola Bollop was so charmed with the part he shad played, that -he was with difficulty restrained from Wearing his wreath in the village, and he indulged in such antics in his own garden that his cook confided to Rose that she believed master was “ a little queer jn his head-” ' > The day arrived on which Mr. Flittertip was to call, and Tom found, rather to his disgust, that he had to go off to an urgent case in a distant village. He had intended to be present at the interview, for there was evidently a danger of old Bollop’s overacting the part ana appearing too mad. But as there was no help for it, Mr. Jerry had to be left to himself, and Tom, with many misgivings, drove away, leaving him trying oiT a new wreath and arranging his drawing-room in as eccentric a fashion as he could devise. When he returned in the evening he found that the visit had been made and Bollop was more triumphant than ever. Flittertip had come, he said, with two friends (Lindsay wondered what that meant) to see him and look over the place again, and he had given him another fright and sent him away more disgusted than ever. Questioned as to.the strangers, he said they had only stayed a short time and then driven away. Flittertip had remained and tried to soothe him, but had finally retired on a threat of another shower of tomatoes. On the whole Bollop had spent-a merry afternoon, but Tom began to wonder how this mad masquerade would end. Next morning he heard some news which made him still more uncomfortable. In the first place he learned that Flittertip had taken up his quarters at the village Inn for a few days; and in the second one of his patients informed him that the two visitors who had arrived with Flittertip the previous day were doctors from the neighboring town. Toni saw the situation at once. Flittertip meant war. He had brought a couple of medical men over to certify to Bollop’s insanity, and the next move would be the conveyance of Mr. Jerry to the nearest asylum. The Honorable Ferdinand was a modern edition of Lord Foppington, in some respects; but here was evidence of an amount of sagacity which might bring Jerry’s performance of the lively lunatic to a painful termination.

It was clear that Bollop must Igyrarned at once, and Dr. Tom went off and informed tliat worthy of his peril, urging ■tip. But it Was useless!’ Bollop’s blood wah tip at th Abate MeaJiHe had ddighied in preJcndiag to. be mad,,but he was furious at the thoqght of hie sanity being seriously called Ip ougstiOn. lie tola Lindsay, curtly, that he could take care of himself; and vowed eternal vengeance, very illogicaliy, on the head of Fltttortipt But Bollop was more alarmed .at the doctor’s news than hq confessed, and he was puzzling his brains hoWto get himself out of the scrape, when fortune fav. ored him in a very unexpected manner. He stayed at home ail the morning, in a ratlier p<gturbed state of mind, bqt in the afternoon he ventured out for a walk. He took flic road toward the countiy town, and as he started he'notlced Flittertip lounging about ia the park, not far from his garden walk, He was evidently, pn the watch, thought Bollop, and he longed to resume his character and assail him again with tomatoes. Mr. Jeremiah Bollop walked meditatively along the road, he presented the spectacle pi a highly respectable gentleirian of mature years engaged in a quiet constitutional. He looked like a man who had been long resident in the neighborhqod, and who would therefore be capablq pf affording any information concerning'it. ' ” He was evidently regarded in this light by two strangers as it appeared, who were driving toward Raeburn in a phaeton. As they caine up with Jerry they stopped, and asked him civilly if he would be good enough to show thqm which was Mr. Bollop’s house.. Jeremiah was rather startled for a moment, "but he recovered his self-possession tod howMhingsrfitoed.r Here were his wouto-bo captors; how Was bp to put them on the scent ? lie was JuSt going to answer, when the man continued, “ and we want to get to the ‘ George,’ sir, the village.inn; wqjjave to jneet a Mr. Flittertip tlieru.” . A plan of deliverance and revengfe flashed across Bollop’s mind in a moment. These were the men from the asylum, that was certain now. And they knew neither himself DOr Flittertip! What was to prevent changing places with tlie Honorable Ferdinand. He would do it. “ Indeed,’? he said politely, “ you have not to go far. lam Mr. Flittertip, and I can cohduCVyoti to ytmr unfortunate patient.” “That’s lucky, sir,” said the man; “ will you get in?” Bollop complied, and as thqy drove along the keeper said: “ Will Mr. Bollop be quiet, sir, do vou think?” Bollop, in his mind’s eye, saw Flittertip taken by mistake, ana said, emphatically: “I think not; you had better be prepared for violence.” ( The unsuspecting Ferdinand was strolling near the lodge gates, when the phaeton drove up. He .saw with astonishment Bollop seated in it with his two companions, and he heard with still more astonishment the said Bollop say- “That’s your man; take him as quietly as you can.” But a third surprise was to come. In a minute Flittertip felt himself seized and being conveyed toward the phaeton, while his old adversary was looking on, rubbing his hands, and saying: “Gently, Mr. Bollop; don’t be excited, sir. Take it easy. It’s all for your good.” In vain Flittertip protested. In vain he roared out that they had made a mistake, and heaped malediction} on Bollop’s head. The more noise he made and the more obstreperously he became, the more certain were the keepers of his madness, and, after a prolonged struggle, be was driven away nearly in a fit with passion, Bollop politely taking off his hat as they started, saying: “Good-by, Mr. Bollop, I’ll cook the tomatoes. Take care of him, my men.” Then Jeremiah quietly returned to his cottage and indited a little note to Dr. Tom, in which he said: “ They have taken Mr. Flittertip to the asylum, considering him madder than yours truly, J. B.” Tom at first thought this was only facetiousness on Bollop’s part, but when he found out the audacious trick Jeremiah had played upon the unfortunate Flittertip, it was evident to him that the whole affair must be explained to that individual, as i,t was becoming serious. Next day, as he expected, Flittertip having proved his identity, returned to Raeburn thirsting for Bollop’s blood. But once more Jerry’s luck served him well. To the astonishment of everybody, the shipwrecked Frank Raeburn did turn up, having, with two of the crew, reached an out-of-the-way island, from which, after many hardships, he had been rescued by a passing vessel. He managed to pacify Flittertip, who behaved much better than the unscrupulous Jerry deserved; managed after all to buy a property ii/Ahe neighborhood, and lived to laugh over the events we have recounted. He and Jerry became firm friends, the latter’s hints on farming biing very useful to Flittertip; but Mrs. F. never forgave Bollop the tomato to her dying flay. Dr. Tom won his wife, but he made up his mind never again in the future to advise any one to »lay the part of a lively lunatic.— ll- Savile Clarke, in Illustrated Sporting and Dramatic News.

PERSONAL AND LITERARY.

—The New York papers say the lung disease that caused the death of young John Morrissey was the excessive smoking of cigarettes. —rlt is reported that the voice Of Mr. Sankey, the evangelist, has again been seriously overstrained by use at the prolonged revival services in Chicago. —By no Crook have the troops yet been able to capture Sitting Bull, and several times when it-was thought he was trapped for sure, he would come up missing Miles away.— Chicago Journal. —Mr. Darwin’s last book seems, to be an able book, but the Norwich Bulletin does not think the author satisfactorily explains the connecting link between a bay horse and a bay window. —John Bull has complacency enough on ordinary occasions, nut as an extraordinary, here’s the Landon Examiner saying that the vast majority of English newspaper articles are, from the literary point of view, as bad as bad can be. —Winslow, the forger, has moved on, and the places which knew him now know him no more. He acquiesces in the Extradition treaty, and has made a personal application of it by extraditing himself out of harm’s way. —Mr. John G. Chapman, the New Haven, Conn., philanthropist who for several y§ars has paid the postage on the unstamped letters which have been dropped into the New Haven Poetoffice, has made his report for 1876. During the year he stamped. 1,700 letters, wMcli cost him |49.62. He received in return

f 17.14 from the persons to whom the letters were mailed, and therefore his work of charity has cost him 1 82.48 during the WwW IBireUft; TWI--derbilt read contained a report of the Bennett-May fracas, which lie perused with great interest, and he remarked upon the assault, “ Wbat a pltv It is a young man shonld plMfe himself In mtoh a position. ” He added that when he was young and living over in Staten Island, there was constant fighting going on among the fellows about him, but he made a covenant with himself never to provoke a quarrel or enter on one unless he was struck, and then he would defend himself. i.

Desperate Fight with a Wounded Deer.

Dr. J. M. Bailky, who has been absent from town for some weeks working out his assessment on a number of mines situated in the -Ruby range of mountains, returned home last evening From him we learn the particulars of a thrilling adventure, in which one life was lost, and the doctor himself narrowly escaped a frightful death. One evening as the doctor was returning from his mines to camp he noticed a number of deer tracks in the snow, and when near camp saw a large deer slowly approaching him. Being armed with only a small five-shooter revolver, he concealed himself behind a slight rise in the ground, and when the deer had come within a few feet of him suddenly sprang to his feet, and, taking aim, shot the surprised animal in the shoulder. The deer immediately turned and ran as best it could, leaving a trail of blood on the snow, by which it could be followed. Darkness coming en the doctor was forced to give up the hunt, and returning to camp engaged the services of two Indians to assist him in securing the wounded animal. Early the following morning the trio started out, the Indians arnied with rifles and the doctor with his five-shooter. The trail was easily found, and but a short distance from where the doctor had left it the preceding night the wounded deer was found, evidently having been nursing his wound during the night. Perceiving his pursuers, the animal started off ofi a slow run, and after making a detour of the valley for about fifteen miles, started for the hills, which were thickly covered with a low growth of cedar. Here it was thought the hunters would have no difficulty in “bagging” their game, and Dr, Bailey, who was a sliort distance ahead of the Indians, was momentarily expecting to come up with the deer, which had then disappeared from view. Suddenly a cracking of the. bushes was heard, when the stag, which had become enraged at the cjose pursuit, appeared in sight—not now as one whose life was being hunted down, but on the offensive, ana, charging upon the party, caught the doctor on Rs broad antlers, and before he could realize the situation he was tossed in the air by the maddened beast and sent rolling over the ground, though, fortunately, not sustaining much injury. One of the Indians, seeing the turn, affairs had taken, fled; but the other, paralyzed with fear, seemed rootra to the spot, and to him the deer next paid its attention. Rushing upon the terrified man and catching him on the terrible weapons nature had supplied it with, the luckless Indian was sent whirling through the air a distance of about thirty feet, and fell flat on his face on the frozen ground. As soon as the doctor could gather himself up, he sought safety in flight, but the animal, perceiving the Intention, started in pursuit, and heoarely had time to climb a low cedar tree before he was again brought face to face with the beast. Having lost his pistol when the deer made its attack, he was left without any means of defense save a common jack-knife, and bringing this into requisition he endeavored to stab the animal in the eyes and thus escape; but the deer was equal to the emergency, and successfully parried off the blows with his antlers. Seeing nothing could be accomplished in this way, the doctor cut a branch from the tree, and tying the open knife to it by means of his handkerchief, again commenced the attack, this time more successfully, for a well-directed blow severed a j'ugular vein in the animal’s neck, and the fight wasover, but not without one more desperate attempt on the part of the brave animal, which immediately on receiving its death wound drew itself up, its eyes flaming like balls of fire, and seemed preparing itself for one more charge, when it fell to the earth dead. The doctor descended from the tree, and noticing that the Indian who had been attacked was lying on the ground, hastened to him and found him in a dying condition. One of the antlers had penetrated the abdomen, the other the region of the spinal column, the antler breaking off and leaving a portion of it, about three inches, in the Indian’s body. The other Indian had come up by this time; a fire was built and preparations maae to remove the wounded man to his camp; but he diedin few moments afterward and was buried on the spot. The fight with the animal lasted some time; and it was late the next day when the doctor returned to camp. The Indians returned and secured the carcass of the deer and had a jollification over the event, seemingly unmindful that one of their number liadlostnis life in the terrible encounter which the wounded stag had given its-pursuers. The antlers of the deer, the knife used by the doctor, and the broken piece taken from the Indian’s body were brought into town by Dr. Bailey, and are now on exhibition at the Palace saloon.— Eureka {Cal.) Senii. nd. '

Tub quantity of pins , now produced daily in England is 50,000,000, of which Birmingham produces 87,000,000, leaving 18,000,000‘as the production of London, Warrington, Stroud and Dublin, where pins are also made. The weight of wire consumed annually in the pin Manufacture of England is about tons (one eighth of this is iron wire, used in the manufacture of mourning and hair pins). The brass wire consumed amounts to 2,500,000 pounds, which at lid. per lb. in money value reaches the sum of £114,588. The iron wire consumed is 844,800 pounds, its value £7,183 6s, 6d., slid to be added to these amounts are the wages, paper, ornamental envelopes, boxes, wear ana tear of machinery, manufacturers’ profits, etc. Mourning, hair, entomological. and japanned (i. e. stuckun row pins), realize a larger profit than pins sold by weight Taking it altogether, the pin manufacture of tf»e United Kingdom is' not over estimated at the aggregate amount of £220,000. The weight of pins produced annually in America; allowing fifty working weeks in the year, is st f >-d to be from 850 tons to ,500 tom p r annum, or 1,J2Q,000 lbs.— Dritiek Ira e Journal '■ ’ll i ’ II ■ 1 The number of able-bodied men In New York out of employment is estimated at 50,000, or about enough to clear the Rio Grande of Mexican'cattle-stcalera for twenty miles bate.r-Ddreit Erm Preu.

iSKOBB ITEMS. —Where ignorance is bliss, wisdom fe blister. ; ; _ ( —A naif-starvea lawyer is less is the best guwdjqn ungpl Myjtoung man can have nrovliilfP ’* 7,1 *”'• w?rr I don’t mind going so ranch, v said the Old Fear, “but it’s kind o’fiara to leave without knowing who’s President.” —Tlie grave of the infentor of the Mccordeon Is unmarked by a stone. It ought to-hsvoan enitnnh, •• Hark, from the tomb a doleful aonnd.” , s | —Correspondents can go with the Russian army when it marches, but the Czar’s instructions are: “Stick to the truth dr go to Siberia.” —The New York livening Pottit hypercritics]. It attacks tlie signal service which foretold a snow, because the announcement was not made that the snow would be a heavy one. , —Ex.Surgeon-Gen. Francis, of the British army in India, writes, warmly, in favor of cold tea as superior to tiny alcoholic or malt beverage when snataihwt physical vigor is requisite. —Two Bostonians forgot to have the snow removed from their sidewalks, and they were arrested and fined so quick that they thought the wheels of justice run by electricity.— Cincinnati Commercial. —What a curious study Is the face of man when he comes home some evening, when the thermometer is trying to tunnm under the house, and his wife tells him the cisteru is frozen up tight as a mortgage. —A Chouteau avenue young lady saya her heart’s idol, W|io has done all but ask the all-important question, reminds her df “ Old Probabilities,’? He hints and hints, but doesn’t commit himerif.— St. Douit Republican. —A correspondent praised the Ashtabula bridge as having been “ a wide, spacious, generous style of bridge,” and the New York Commercial Advertiser is led to imagine that maybe “ its,> generous’ character waa what made it, so out to give way. ” . ... . f<k '.•> ' —When the great Michael Angelo, painter and glazier, Wanted a study for unconscib’us inhoceiittej Used- to go around Bundays and look at the man who was suddenly awakened frpm sound slumber by an unusually vigorous sentence from the pulpit. ' t j —The Baltimore Oateite wisely remarks: “ Many meh would prefer to go on an uncertain mission in the vmn hope of discovering a gold mine And speedy fortune, than coming down to hard work in a large city, with the certainty of obtaining a fair living remuner—He who cries “Firef’ in a theater Should be (as the ’’ trespass-sign' says) punished with tlie utmost rigor of the law.” The panics in. the Washington and Newark theaters, show how ready an audience are to trample,each other under feet at the slightest alarm —N. F. Commereud AdurUiert —The use of scientific terms often becomes a sort of second nature with some professional men. A savant who incautiously struck the back of hlshead against the sidewalk tlie other day, piteously-ex-claimed: “ Ofc, my poor msdio/a dMtfia. ta.” The crowd thought he alluded to his wife, and that she must be some Italian lady of rank.— Drooktyn Argue. —Overhaul your accounts ; find out just how you stand; prepare to begin the new year with a clear comprehension of the situation. But don’t make promises, for pie-crust 'ls brittle. Go ahead, honestly and squarely ; do your best; make what vou can in a fair way; spend less ffidney; look out for a rainy day; don’t pretend to be better than you are. N. B.—No charge for this advice.— N. Y. Mad. —The Virginia Ohronide indulges in narratives of Nevada life. One of the latest concerns a dog who had a wonderful scent. His master was proudly boasting how far the animal could track him, and concluded bis yarn with the triumph, ant query: “What d’ye think about tliat?” “Do you want to know what I think about it?’ T said <me of the bystanders. “ Well, I think you’d better go and take a bath.” fj —How often has nearly every young man had it demonstrated to his perfdet satisfaction that there is nothing less successful in all the range of action amongst gods and men than an effort to creep upstairs late at night without being heard by the old folks. You may keep close to the wall, step as light as a bird, or try to pull yourseli up py the hands, but all in vain, for if yon donT weigh as much as • flea, the moment you get your foot on a step it will crunch and groan and crack as though an elephant were climbing the boards, while the old gentleman will Call from his room: “Hi-yi, there, who’a there—blundering around and peeping people awake? I’ll take care of your case in the morning.” There is no use, boys. You’ve either got to stay out all night or else crawl in by way of the tree under the back window, and run the risk of breaking your Journal.

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