Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 5, Number 23, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 5 December 1874 — Page 6

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.THE MAIL

A PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE.

THE FIRST SNOW FALL. MX JAJUW SUflSKU, lOWKLU Tbennr had bcctm In tfae gjouning

And busily all the night Bad been heaping Held a?iu Silffairajr With a alienee deep and white, livery pint, u4 fir, and kemlock.

Wore ermine too dew for an earl, Wf And the poorest twif on the elm tree Was fringed inch deep with pearl. £4 1 Warn sheds new roofed with Carnurs,

Came Chanticleer's muffled crow, 3hestiffrail* werv softened tt*\ran'»-down-And siiU fluttered down the snow. I stood and watched by the window

The nolxeleM work of the sty And the sodden flurries of snow-birds, Like brown leave* whirling by. I thought of a mound in sweet Auburn,

Where a little haadnrtone stoodHow the (lake* were folding it gently. Aa did robins the babes in the wood. spoke onr own itttle Mabel. ssm tnr, "Father, who make* It snow r*

VP*T0 Hay It AfidU

Again I looked at the snow-fiill,

And thoughtof the leaden sky fe.,*•* That arched o'er oar ftrsrt gTeat *orro\r When the mound was heaped «o high. Iremembered the gradual patience

ThatfeJl from that cloud-like snow, Flake by flake. Ueallug and hiding iA yg|-J Tbewirof that deep^tabbed woe. And again to the child whispered,

I'bitnow that huaheth all, Darting, the Merciful Father 4 Alone can make it fall." Then, with eye* that saw not, I kissed her,

And she, kissing back, could not know That my kiss was giwn to her sister Folw^^oae under deeping snow. -r

Trapper Eph.

TBey say three removes are equal to fire, and by that count I've been through tire some several times, and I Oin't say I've oome out, Uke Shadrach »nd Mosaach, without the smell of it on my clothes but, with it aU, I never did •xpect to be landed in a place like this, dropped, as you may say, right in the middle of a howling wilderness, with panthers and bears and wild ij\juns for next-door neighbors!."

This speech was flung ont with direct aim at the person of a tali, sun-browned one-armed pioneer, who sat in the doorway ot a Minnesota cabin, at a time when that extreme portion of the State could be much more accurately described as a howling wilderness than at present. The clewing was small. Solid -trails of fall-grown timber rose on evex* side. Green stumps were thicker dhton the potato and corn hills with Which they were interspersed. A single lonely wagon track led away through the woods to the settlement down the ereek, and a wilderness of tangled vines and bushes and brilliant wild flowers crept in on every side.

The timber of the cabin was not yet seasoned by weather. Great tree trunks has been hastily hewn down and piled into the form of a house, with tufts of ftesh hemlock and spruce and pine dinging Tto their sides.

No other chimney smoke rose within sight of this settlement. It was entirely fcolAted. Tlie open door showed a rude iiityiyor, where a pretty girl with bared wins wa» kneading bread at the for side of the room. She was brilliantly fair, With amass of wavy brown tresses like glistening flax. A younger girl, Hanny was- leaning by the doer-post, watching tier father dean and load his gun. She t*mA learned to make cartridges, and oonld put in a priming and ram it down with-a will. Hani** kept a young gray hawk in a eage—a tieroe creature that snapped at everything that came near it. She petted, too, a little bear cub her ifethcr had onoe brought her home for a plaything, after killing the mother.

Haaayln relation to her sister Bessie was like darkness comparedwith light. She was a resolute, feaSeiw child, with a brown akin and* mass trf atraight dark hair. 'She could ride the wildest celt she had ever seen, either with a saddle or without it made, little difference to Hanny, .-'Z ..

An old man, large of frame, but weak and powerless in hif Umb$ sat bent •ver a Are of chip upon the hearth, though It was midsu miner.

Against the cabin Wall hung an odd assortment

arm*

EMag

which B«*tfe had brought with chercare aU the wav from the old MaawKJhoaeU. door-vanl. In »»^her stood, a

aewiwg-macfiine,

ana a little

books Eoen Gardner bad conned

eawef books£benUaroner nan wmiw "Be8tiIJ'a

tZ, virtttft of adhesion 1o places did not coolness and precision, EbST Every little whil^ajl «-««, m*t on the

kindred and dear associations all be- to the settlement. hind. Rut a hanny indifferenCo to such utngn generally belongs to the born piaaewaike Eben Gardner, He fulfills his destiny. A m|h£' man S strong aa a sort of Anas, xears oe* h*a lort leftann in a^afloR-

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And you may pooh-pooh onoe too died, andyou must go often, Eben Gardner, and then you'll heads. ^Vlien I see you need it, 111 deal see the beauty of living twenty miles round the liquor. .. ware from a fort and Uncle Sam's troops. I That's good«n» never did set no to have the gift of made for a pioneers wife, arter an. ton^ o^pJ&pb«"norto£vU- B«l. wj. »bbtog behind tar gmxlions, ner dream dreams but when I do father's chair. _j^ nrodict a thins it's uretty apt to come What the matter" askea tne

Then let alone the Injuns, how man, holding on to the arms of bis ohalr nice it is to live a day's iourney from with hta tremblingjjjj*1l°| Sabbath and sanctuary privileges, with- almlewly around, with ajilm «wmae «r out a neiehbor to speak to. anu no doe- trouble. The terror and confusion had tor if vou lav at the point of death, just made a faint report to his mind.

Y^ wouldn't need a dootortf you "The wd^kins ^burning «idkU, was at that point," said Eben, malicious- ling in the

lv "and allthe way in between you are upon us soon. We must barricade and adarned sight bettw off without one." ^d.to

"Of course I dou't expect any relig- drive in the cattle and horsM. ioaa sympathy from you," returned Red-skins!" repeated the man. Mm (farther, ber resentment having with half com prehension•

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I brought the girls out to this new country on purpose to give 'em a chance," returned Eben.

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staid there in Windham with their aunt Dorcas, who is always straining to be genteel, they'd have dried up into old maids, unless they took the ninth part of a man between *em. I brought the girls out here to learn to ride and shoot and do somothing besides strumming on the planner and wearing their eyes out over that tarnal crochet-work. And as for husbands, they are as thick as blueberries. Hanny there is the girl for me. She could ride a streak of lightning if she could get it saddled and bridled, and Trapper Eph has got hia eye on Bess. Hullo, Bees, dont you think this is a good country What is your opinion of Eph?"

It's a horrid country," returned the tall, nrettygirl, kiaeadmg away at the bread, with her

beautiful

The sharp report of a rifle resounded through the woods. "That's Eph," he added, in a a started tone. "I know the

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u.h«nir tackle, the skins of wild animals,

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rnni wowing, ^Wriay more rri^tened^roup, and%e^old man^s irM«,a«d let more *.r.'«t In a given tj rae_ with

With two. Now the I «nned fiwe aa he washed his wife^at Ui. aSat woman, la ®aUc®» faw about in Ute adt of sweeping the JSio floor, and easing her mind at the aame time aa record®* above. ..

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Gardner, her mam of grievance JS«5byti» prevukins kiml ofbanSTCJS.SEben w^skSled "butit^i

I a E eolishiitt Jiway at his gun-lmrrel with the sleeve of his hunting^rt. h«snt been an Ii^un raid in these pam more than five yew*, and ain't likely i, be, with a fort only iwentymHeseff wilofgovernment the

4pr all the r#d-«icia«i wiil^w yw».

ftuQOUi 1X1 a BMUlOU W1IC* *5 bark of his rifle as well as I do my own. curtly, I promise 1 i.i«. koni of thi« A nark living What has brought him back here at this time of day?" By good rights he ought to be thirty miles on his way toward the reservation to barter for skins."

At that moment the graceful, lithe form of the ycung trapper leaped like a eat out of the woods. He held bis cocked piece in his hand. His hunting shirt of buckskin, with gayly dyed fringes, was open at the throat his bead

bare, bis eyes glittered, and his bronzed face was strangely pale. Eton sprang to his feet. "My God,

j"" with (drth straps and The red-skins!" The young man, I^Tone of the -hree windows, throwing back the dense clusters of eur£lthwdlTnlank shut tors, stood a ly brown hair from his forehead, almost ^ISfum gn?$nf in a hissed the words through his blanched

lips. Oh, the red-skins!" shrieked MB. Gardner, as she caught the words In the interior of the cabin.

of ~UoM! bu» Wf* hi. word, out with w»n4or^i

to Eben. Every little wnue. an devils were out on the yar-PS

eoantryi and thoser appendages, wife

lifc, h# had I 1 Nivflred evil I covered every step of the way. crept through the woods. Five miles below the Bend, at Tuttle's, they have

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stirla. What schooling, or privileges, or ago. They re here, fcther, right upon chance will the girls ever have mthis us. I didu't think the^woumever be, lonesome spot?"

they bad

white arms

bared, "and you needn't talk to me about Eph." Well, my lady, let me tell you Eph is as Ukeiy a young fellow as you ever clapped eyes on. and the best shot between this and the Pacific coast. There ain't a man in this whole region that's had the experience in ranging Eph has. He's feared and respected wherever he's known."

Eph has never been out of the bush further than this place." said Mrs. Gardner. "What does he know more than au Iitfun? You wouldn't marrv your girl to a savage It would be like harness a tame horse to a wild mustang

?"ou may call him what you've a mind to," returned the pioneer. "Eph is every inch a man not one of your whito-livered counter-jumpers, to be sure, but a man a girl ought to feel proud of."

Don't blow Eph's trumpet, father," said Bessie, tossing her pretty head. It is like the blowing of the wind."

You may go further, my girl, and fare worse, responded Eben, with a touch of anger.

If you hadn't any feeling for your wife and daughters,'' struck in Mrs. Gardner, "you might have thought of the old man. It was too bad to pull him up by the roots, and bring him 'way off here to die in the woods, fhr from his home and his old neighbors."

Die!" repeated Eben,contemptuously. "Why, nobody ever dies in this climate. He'll live to be rising a hundred, and hearty and smart to the end. You're Sound, ain't you, father—sound as a not?" continued Eben, raising his voice so that it might reach the old man who sat most of the time in a doze. "Yes, to be sure," returned the old man, in a wavering treble. "I'm sound

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to the settlement. "And Tuttle's babiee, the twin»~ them pretty flaxen-haired poppets he was so proud off" asked Eben, in a kind

°'4^Bi*inod 'em," returned Eph, l«»uieally. "and theiirl fifteen yw* old. Besftie uttered a fearful shriek. The ere clin^ng together Ui a

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group, and the old man's be-

wiMered, half-vacant face made a pathetic background. A terribly grim look catte Into ElieiiHi UMB. "There's one that'll die hard if they eome on to these diggings, Eph. Where a«« th«y v,»« »raight tnfil for this clearlmr. They'll stop atftaody Peliew'# shanty to fill their skins with whisky, but St won't keip tfami back above half an hour.' "I mew mf laying awake nights wasn't for nothiog," moaned Mrs. Gardner "and now the red-skins are right 2s'o time for wailing and lamentation, mother," returned Kben, hisfeoe softening a liitle. "It's a Hfe-and-death t«anle. was a short-sighted cuo: and if ever we get out of tWs scrape aftve, you may lay on the lash without merey. I put my trust in that tarnation feat full of

vernraen* troopa sent out hereto prothe settlers.*

^ot much," Mtarned Mra, Ganioer, A

deelskm. "There's life and death Lu ihla business. You are two to a bun-

Epn had hastily driven the cattle and horses into the sheds. Every thing was put in a state of siege. The heavy plank

window-shutters

drains out. I am a coward, or I could do it myself, for there is a sharp knife hidden here in the bosom of my dress. Promise me, Eph, and I'll reward you if God spares us."

Eph's face was portentously palo. He gave her an indescribable look, and said,

A dark living stream came flowing out of the bushe» and undergrowth. Ali that could be seen were waving plumes, and the glow of war-paint, and gleaming murderous eyes, and the shining gun-barrels held before them ready for a deadly spring.

The bloody cusses havo drove along all the cows and horses they could gobble," muttered Eben, "and hopnled them on the edge of the woods. They expect to find only women and children and the bid man at home. They don dream of the warm welcome wo got ready for them, Eph. There, now they begin to smell mischief: theskanty looks too quiet. Wlio's that big brawny follow crawling ahead?"

Big Pine-Tree," whispered Eph, with his eyo to the opening. "He and his braves killed every settler in Slocum Valley last year. Don't fire yet jay low. Let 'em creep up closer. We must pick our men every time."

There was a blaze, a sharp report, a cloud of smoke then a yeU went up from the savages, as they sprang to their feet, that shook the tasseled corn like a great wind.

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but they are. But don't get frightened, father. I'll take care of you as long as I can, and defend you with the last drop of my blood."

Yes," said the old man, looking up with wlstftil childishness, "you said you'd take care of me t\s long as I lived, Eben. You said I needn't fret my head the rest of my days. Life la like a tale that's told. I shan't trouble any body long. You always held to

your

word,

Eben, when you was a boy. You was the most truthful of the ooys, and 1 knew I could trust you when you said you'd take care of me."

My God! I will," exclaimed Eben, in atone of agony, "so loag as my life is spared. They shall trample on my dead body before they touch a hair of your head, father."

were barred, and it

was through the

small

openings of these,

which intCue a dim twilight in the interior of the cabin, that the two frontiersmen proposed to repulse their assailants. Eph's mouth was drawn into a grim hard line, but there was a kind yf glow about his fine dark eyes. He felt a wi Id joy he could but half conceal, for his opportunity had come to deiend the girl he loved with the whole force of his impetuous, half-tamed nature. At least he could die with her, and to a being like Eph that alternate was far better than living without her.

Hanny had been busy on her own lino of defense. She was supple and spry as a eat. Flushed with ex* citement, the child's dark face was almost handsome.

What bo you abeut, Hanny?" asked Eben. ,, "Getting my gun ready,"said

Han

ny, coolly. She had rummaged out an old fowling-piece from seme corner of the cabin. "You know you said yourself, father, I could make a first-rate shot. You have always been wishing for a boy. I'll be your boy, father, and stand close beside you, and we'll show the red-skins some tall shooting.

You're a trump, Hanny, a regular little brick," choked Eben, feelin lump in his throat and he

feeling passed I

hand softly over the girl's thick hair. "But that old gun is no good. You shall be rnv other hand, and help me load. Only^ child, when the firing begins, you must get iiehind my back."

Hist!" said Eph, listening with his head bent low. "I hear them coming through the woods."

Bessie, in the obscurity of the cabin, flung herself down at Eph's feet. Ob, Eph," she moaned, "you told me the other night you loved me, that you

man, in a wavering re Die. -l in sounu had never Tovei Jf

"Whv there's the phoobe-bird sing- don't let them scalp me, Eph! Put ing in the open," said Eben, raising his your rifle to my head and blow head to listen. I like to hear the little fellow tuiie his whistle. It makes me think of the time I was a boy set to watch the corn fields at home."

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How many bit the dost that tifcie, Eph?" Eph held up two fingers. "Let me load for you," whispered Hanny. "I'm your Other arm. Take the old gun It won't kick this time."

Eben looked over his shoulder, and saw Bessie crouching on.the floor behind him. ..

Go comfort your grandfather," said he, sternly. ,t The old man aat gaadng with pale vacant face and bewildered eyes at the scene before him, A low monotonous moan, l'ke the cry of some animal in pain, Issued from his lips. Bessie dragged herself to him, put her arms round his neck, and drew his bead down on her bosom. Mrs. Gardner had hung a great kettle of water over the fire It was all she could do. Sho crept to the lied on her knees, with her apron over her head, ahd bt'gan rocking Wl and forth in the lHteftsity df silent prayer.

The yells and hoots and howls of the savages were like the beating ot stormwavwi on the shore. Every shot from the inside of the little fortress told fatally upon the enemy. There were wild waitings and death-songs from a txtnd chosen to carry off the dead and wound

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There's only God to trust to now," said Mis. Gardner solemnly, "and I shaii begin to pray. Human help cant to no likelihood reach ua." "Do, mother, pray strong and Eph and I will back up yoilr prayers with all the powder aad ball there isla the cabin. Darned pity we haven't got more than fifty round! Every shotrntist pick ofTa red devil., But before yon begin to pray, mother,fastest ont that demijohn of eld

two rounds left," whti^ered

Eph, wiping away the powder and uwkefhHnhiatyea. The decisive moment of the assault had come. There was a scrambling of feet up the side of the ostrfn, and the sound of dull, heavy blows on the roof, which, fortunately, was made of timber of great thickness, just squared by the axe. Kben mounted the ladder to ward off the assault in that quarter as lest he could with hia one arm, while, resolute and rigid aa a man of iron, Eph. with hatchet in band, took up his station at the door, where the trunk of a large hemlock tree had been brought to art as a battering-ram. The red skins, tteuiled by their losses, had attempted to kindle afire under oae corner of the fhinj bat the ground and fuel being

damp from recent showers, it felled to ignite. There was a dense cracking and snapping and bursting asunder of the planks of the door from the terrible concussion of the missile directed against it. The blows of the assailants upon the roof mingled with those below. It was an orgy of demoniac noises. There may have been shrieks and wails from within, bat they were drowned in the tempest that raged without.

At last they had succeeded in kindling a slow nro under the angle ef the house where the wind drove the flames against the wail. A sufiocating smell of smoke began to creep in between the logs. Hanny had dropped her gun, and was now passing boiling water up the ladder to Eben, who, judging from the unearthly yells of the haif-intoxieated savages, was using it to good effect.

It's time for the whisky,"1 said Mrs. Gardner, in the brief pause while Eph

stood

waiting, and sho lifted the jug to his Hps. He took a long, deep pull, and thanked her with a Took. Splinters from the door flew about in ail directions. It groaned in a kind of agony. Slowly the tough plank yielded until there was an aperture law) enpugh to admit a head—a head with a pair of snaky, glittering, evil eyes. Eph, standing a little In the shadow, brought down his axe. It clove the skull of Big PineTree through bon* vid brain. Then followed the sham report of a rifle. It was the last Eph knew. Hia arm dropped lax and nerveless at his side. His head fell forward a little he sank to his knees, and finally fell prone. •Bessie uttered a heart-rending cry. "Hark!" said Mrs. Gardner, holding her back, for she would have rushed to Eph at the risk of her life. "There's something coming through the woods. It's either the Judgment-toy or an earthquake."

It was a crashing and rnshlng and rending through brush and undergrowth with the steady even, measured oeat of horses' hoofe pressed to their utmost

The loss of Big Pine-Tree had disorganised the attack below for a moment, and the breach through the door was not yet large enough to admit a man's body. Eben was engaged still in a close hand-to-hand fight upon the roef, dashing the boiling water upon the foe, and using it at the same time to pnt out the fire. In a moment's breathing space he happened to look toward the wood, where the openings in the treos rendered visible any moving object behind them. Then he raised his voice in a mighty shout. "The soldiers! the soldiers he cried. Deliverance was close at hand.

When Eph feebly came to consciousness, his eyes seemed half full of blood there was a strange whirring in his head. His limbs were of as little use to him as if they had belonged to another body. Some one was fumbling and feeling about his side with a gentle hand, and then he heard Eben's voice. "There may be two or three ribs broken I can't tell yet until we get him on to the bed but I know the wound ain't mortal. He's young and tough as pine knot. Come, Celiudy, hurry along bring me somo bandages out of the (Uiest tear up a shirt if there isn't any thing else handy."

It was a minute or two before Eph could concentrate bis strength on tne act of opening his eyes. Then all was mist—a mist of pain for he was conscious of a terrible ache somewhere. But presently he saw a patch of the cabin floor with sunlight lying on it, and knew, though he did not see them, that a group of men were gathered about the door. Hanny was by the fire-place feeding her grandfather something out of a bowl. Where was he? Who was supporting him? With this thought Eph feebly directed hisgaze upward until it rested on Bessie's face. She was holding his bead in her lap, and he saw that a little pearly tear was stealing down her cheek. In an electric flash all the past came back to him. "What has happened to me?" He motioned out the words rather than spoke, for his tongue and lips seemed made of cast iron.

You got hurt, Eph," and the tears dropped down on his face "but I hope not much. You won't die, Eph, you're so young and strong. Father says it isn't a mortal wound, and he is a kind of natural borne setter."

There were other questions in Eph's eyes, to which he could not give voice. "The soldiers came from the fort," Bessie went on, "just as the fire got under way and was about to smother us all. They drove off the red-skins and are chasing them now through thti woods, only a few that staid to help father put out the flames. But you saved us, Eph, when you held them back from breaking down tlio door. Not any of us are hurt. Father didn't cet a scratch. Oh, what a miserable coward I was! I could do nothing to help but you, Eph—you would havo given j?our life to save us."

Bessie's face quivered, and she coveredit with her trembling hands. Eph never removed from her Ills eyes. His gaze was profound, searching, inscrutable, going down into the very depths of her being. With all his impetuosity, there was in him something of the deep reticence of the savage.

Do you want me to live?" he said at last. And then he added, slowly, "I didn't want to live any longer after what

you

told me the other day. Yon couldn't like an ignorant fellow brought up like a bear's oub in the bush."

A painful crimson tide swept over Bessie's neck and eheek. "Eph," said she, "I was a foolish, silly girl, not worthy of you. This day has taught me tho value of a brave, true man.'* Then she bent ber head lower, and added, in awhlaper, "You are dearer to me than life, and I must have been loving you all the time."

Eph's feoe was transfigured. He stretched out his hand. Bessie understood the motion, and clasped It in hers. Then, with a great sense ot weakness coining ovor him, he fell asleep.

Eben was examining the old man for the third or fourth time to see that he was uninjured. "Hearty, ain't you, father only a little shook up?"

The old face smiled vaguely. "I knew you'd take care of me, Eben. Yon always held to your word." "Well, Oelindy," to Mrs. Gardner, who had been waiting on the soldiers, giving them such supplies of food as she had at hand, "you was right about the red-skins, after all. I shall stick by the shanty, though. Me and the old man, we'll stay, and Hanny too, I guess. That girl, she's worth her weight in wild-cats. But If you feel scary about staying, you might go and stop a while with your sister Dorcas until we get cleared up a little more. I cant breathe in a thicker-settled place than this, must have lots of fresh air and

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I've fit the It\]uns and overcome, I've drove down the stake for a good long spell."

The Ijord hsa given us a great deliverance," said Mr*. Gardner. "It was in direct answer to my prayer, and you won't hear me complaining any more after to-day. There's nothing like looking death in the face to bring folk* together. and make them of one heart Mid one mind. Here I raise my Ebenwer. We'll stay and dvilh» together, Kben,

and the wilderness shall bloesom as the

PARLOR CHAIRS.

The Rev. Mr. Murray, of Adirondack feme, does not put an over-high estimate on parlor chairs. In his new lecture he says: Half the chairs made nowadays are so frail and weakly that you feel you are sitting over a precipice whenever you put your weight upon them. Mr Murray said: "I nave bad experience with such cbairsLjuid speak feelingly on the subject. They know me, and I know them. We hate each other. Whenever I meet such a chair I four little at me— fairly laughs in impish anticipation: the little seat, about aa Urge as an old-foushioned pancake, defies me: O-ho, you great big fellow, you murderer of my companions, I know you. Sit down in me if you dare. But what can I do? The sofa is occupied, the piano stool is nnder the instrument. I must take my chances. Covering my venture with a joke, I sit down timidly before half my weight is on it it begins to crack and threaten. The lady of the house begins to look alarmed. I get off another Joke and draw my legs up under ine to be ready when the crash comes, and there I sit like the Irishman's frog, who sat down when he stood UD, ana stood up when he sat down, in deadly terror lest the pesky thing will give •ut under me, and no mftn under heaven can have a chair break down under him in a parlor before the lady of the house ana not wish he were dead. It is bad enough for a man of short stature and nimble, but for a long, clumsy fellow to have a little chair go down under him with a crash is death. There is such a Abort distance to fell and so much length of limb and body to dispose of that it is impossible to do it gracefully, and the most pitiable sight in the world to me Is to see a long-legged man lumber up from a parlor floor before company after such a catastrophe.1' •saesBiae

WONDERS OF THE DE&P What a beautiful place would be the bed of the ocean, if we only bad the opportunity to contemplate its vastness without fear, and with an opportunity to descend without fear to its profound depths, and investigate, at ease, all its mysteries! What a delightful chance, provided the personal safety of the explorer was secured, to spy out the pearly secrets, to gaze on the so-long-hidden gorgeousness of the silent caves and coral palaces, the forests and plains, the mountains and valleys of the submarine world! But the truth is that even if the sea were temporarily exhausted of its billows, calmed for our curiositv, it would oe too dangerous, in its thick, deep unctuous bed, for human footsteps, and would be too fatal to life in its rank exhalations to leave us to hope of adding much to our stock of knowledge as to its marvels. The curled, deep purple leaves of the sea-lettuce, cover, no doubt, the bed of the ocean, and lie deeply Intermixed with the large, porous lichens the many-branched hollow slgte, full of life and motion in their vosy little bladders, thickly set with ever moving arms. Seen from a height, the mass of luxurious vegetation would present the appearance of a gay carpet brilliantly set off with shining ornaments, for, among the leaves, we might just catch a glimpse of the showily-painted mollucas, the rainbow-tintea fish, the gigantic angong, the siren of the ancients the shark,with his leaden eyes the thick haired sealeopard. and the lazy turtle.

FEJEE MANNERS.

The men wear a turban and a sash the ladies wear a belt with a iringe irorn three to ten inches deep, not unlike the fringed jet belts that have just como into favor with our own ladies. The highly fashionable ladies dye their hair two colors, and arrange it so as to pnsscnt a diameter ©f about five feet.

They eat their prisoners, and even sometimes their neighbors, and have a particular relish for fat young women roasted whole, a dish thus prepared being called in Fejee parlance "long pig." They do not hesitate to kill babies and strangle widows when they are On the parish and it is common to suggest to old parents that their room is more agreeable than their company, and if they do not take themselves out of the way the fillial hand is frequently applied to the parental throat.

AN EYE-FIGHT.

A clergyman writes: Did you ever see an eye-fight—have some person look at you persistently, catching your eye every time yon look toward liim? Did you ever get annoyed and fix your eyes on him, and struggle and wrestle with him, and fiaally throw him? I have many a time. I was once riding in the cars with a beautiful young lady who was in my charge. A man sitting near fixed his wicked, greedy eves on her, and sho was greatly annoyed. I got in good range, and fought that man's ©yes all the way from Cleveland to Buffalo. His eyes both needed what no minister, what no good Christian, could give them and if any wicked man had como into that car and given him a pair of black eyes, I should have thanked the Lord.

THEY tell a story abut Christine Nilsson and her bouquets. All the world knows that the fefr Christine 11 kea effect when It Is likely to do ber service. One night, at the "Italiens" she actually sent a man up to the top proscenium box with a quantity of common wall dowers, which he waa to throw down upon the stage at a given moment. Imagine what a lovely scene this produced. How sweet and simple was this tribute of the poor to the august Diva! How pretty it waste see ber pick up the common wall flowers and kiss them, and then lift her fino blue eyes up to the gallery In sign of eternal gratitude to the gods !•—[Paris Letter in the Arcadian.

Workers Wanted!

Te Introduce The Saturday Kvenlng Mall printed at Terre Ilaute, Ind., Into every household. It# low price (KU» a year) and the elegance of its Presentation Chromo** "Cherry Time** and "Wly of the Field," makes It perfectly lmewistnble! The commission given agents 1# liberal, and offers lucrative and agreeable baslRca to those willing to give it proper attention.

Clergymen

Can earn a few dollars, and introduce a firat-elaas paper, by canvassing for the Saturday Evening Mail, liberal cowmlsrfoas given. The paper and Chromo take on sight. Send for circular of instructions.

Traveling Men

gngaged In any business can make their travelins expenses, by putting In an occaalooal wont for The Saturday Evening Mail, where they may stop.

School Teachers

Can employ their leisure time profitably by canvassing for the Saturday Evening Hail and its Chromos. Send for circular of instructions.

rpHE

Saturday Evening

MAIL,

Artists,

FOR THE YEAR 1874-5.

AMODEL WEEKLY PAPER FOR THE HOME.

TERMS: 5

One year, (with chromo) $ Klx months, (without chromo) tl Three monthk, (without chromo) 56 eta.

Mall and office Subscriptions will, invariably, be discontinued at expiration of time paid for.

Rneouraged by the extraordinary success which has attended the publication of THE SATURDAY EVENING MAIL,the publisher has perfected arrangements by which it will heneeforth be oae of the most popular papers In the West. ,-

THE CHOICE OF

Two Beautiful Chromos

Presented to each yearly subscriber, from and after this date. Thees beautiful pictures just from the hands of the French chromo

are felthfol copies of oil paintings by

the artist W. II. Baker, of Brooklyn. One,

entitled

M, A

"Cherry Time"«j

Represents a bright faced boy, coming from the orchard, bountifully laden with the redripe fruit. The other, entitled

"Idly of the Field*

Is a beautiful little girl, with ene of the sweetest of faces, gathering lilies in tho field. One is a wood soene, the other has an open meadow in the back ground. They are of striking beauty.

For one dollar extra (18.00 in all,) we will send The Mail one year and both chromos mounted ready for framing. These pictures are catalogued and sold la tho art stores at FOUR DOLLARS EACH.

FRAMES.

We have made arrangements with an extensive manufactory of frames by which we can furnish for One Dollar a frame usually sold for

31.50

and S1.75. These frames are of

the best polished walnutand gilt. Herelsthe BILL OF PRICES. .^ The Mail one year and choice of Chromo

FRAMED

The Mall one year and Beth Chromos mounted The Mall one year and Both Chromos

THE SATURDAY EVENING MAIL Is Ml Independent Weekly Newspaper, elegantly printed on eight pages of book paper, and aims to be, in every sense, a Family Paper. With this aim In view, nothing will appear in its columns that cannot be read aloud In the most redned fireside circle.

CLUBBING WITH OTHER PERIODICALS. We are enabled to offer extraordinary Inducements in the way •of dubbiajwlth other periodicals. We will furnish THE SATURDAY EVENING MAIL, PRICE 12.00 PER YEAR, and either of the above Chromos with awy of the periodicals enumerated below at greatly reduced rates. These periodicals will be sent direct from the offices of publication. Here Is the list:

SEMI-WEEKLY.

Semi-Weekly New York Tribune, prlee 13.00, The Moil and Chromo...... JH

WEEKLY PAPERS.

Indianapolis Journal, price $2.00, Thofev* Mail and Chromo $3 «0 Indianapolis Sentinel, price (2.00, The

Mall and Chromo 8 60 N. Y. Tribune, price 82.00, The Mail and Chromo..-........— 8 Toledo Blade, price #100, The Mail and

Chromo 8 &• N. Y. Sun, The Mail and Chremo.......... 8 00 Prairie Farmer, price $2.00, The Mall and Chromo 60We*lern Rural, price $2.50, The Mail and

Chromo 808 Chicago Advenes, price S3.06, The Mail and Chromo ..... ............ Chicago Interim-, price SB^O, The Mail and Chromo 4 8i Chicago Inter-Ocean, price *L50, The

Mail and (Thromo..^.....^..^...8 26 Apptrton'* Journal, price $4.00, The Mall and Chromo 00 Rural New Yorker, price $3.00, The Mall and Chromo 4 Hearth and Home, price SiUX), The Mall and Chromo...

MUhodUA, price t2^0, The Mall and Chromo •irrzz-xi'—n—li Harper'* WetMp, price $4.06, The Mall an

6 6 0

Harper'* Batar, price #1.00, The Mail andChromo

Frank LeMea lUuatruted Newtpaper, price $4.00, ThoMail and Chrome^.... 5 00 LeOte* CMmnetr Corner, price *4X0, The

Mall and Chremo fi 00 Boy*' and OirW Weeldy, price $2.50, the Mall andChromo 8 75

MONTHLIES.

Arthur"* Home Magazine, price I2J50, ..S The Mall and Chromo

The Mall and Chremo....

Mnwn'i Magazine, price *1,00, The Mail andChromo vi-vwii

8 60

American AgrieuUuriM, 1*1 ce I1JS0, Tho Mail and Chromo DemoretC* Monthly, price 8,00, 1 year,

428

Oodey't lAuhj't Book, price I&00, The Mail and Chromo vi-ws:"*#-if."A Little Corporal, price tUO, The Mall and Syftnw'i Monthly, priee W.00,The Mali and Chromo AUantie Monthly, price MOO, The Mall and Chromo... ....«-»n*w^'- «j»--*» CM and New, priee MAt, The Mail and O^la^Mon^i',The Mali and Ohroino.^.. jiarper't Magadne, price $4.09, The Mai 1 and Chromo. Gardener** Monthly, pricef&OO, The Mali and Chromo Young Folk* Rural, The Mail and moTMt Nurxery, price tl

600 50* 60* 6 60 8 50 275

JO, The Mall and

Chromo. 8L Nicholat, price 1840, The Mai) and Chromo.. 4 25

80*

Allthe premium* offend by the above pub Ueatlons are Included In this clubbing arrangement. tm

CLUBBING WITH COUNTY PAPERS. We have made arrangements to furnish THE MAIL, with Chromo, and any one of the Newspapers in the neighborhood of Terre Haute all for IM0.

JUST LOOK AT IT

The Mail, price W $• Your County faper, price—2 OP The Chromo, worth--.— —. fOtill HH

All these—(*U»-for «8JOQ. AddreM r.». WBTTFALfc, Publisher Saturday Evening Mall,

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