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She crtst gUjmMta. ia rurjLisHEi evert wedkksdat, bt orncs it bobihsoh bojjner'8 builduo ELM BTEELT, HONEST PA. Rates of Advertising. On Flquare(Hnch,) one Insertion $1 Ono. Square ono month -3 00 Ono Square three montlis 6 00 Ono Square ono year 10 00 Two Squares, one ycai 1" Co Quarter Col.

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Temporary advertisements must be paid for in advance. Job work, Cash, on Dolivory. TERMS, 1.60 A. TEAR. No Subscriptions received for a shorter jriod than three months.

CorroHpondoneo solieltod rrotn nil parts oftho country. No nntico will lo taken ot anonymous communication. VOL. XII. NO.

11. TIONESTA, JUKE 4, 1879. $1,50 Per Annum. The Album. My photograph album Certainly, You can look, il you wish, my doar; To me it ia just like a gravoynrd, Though I go through it onoo a year.

Any now faces No, indeed. No, I itoppod collecting some years ago. And yet, Jeannctte, look well at the book It is lull of histories strange; Tbe faces are just an index, dear, To stories ot pitiful change Drama and poem and tragedy, Which 1 alone have the power to seo. Aht I thought you would pause at that fooo; She lair as a poet's lay, The sweetest rose ol her English home, Yet sho perished (ar, tar away: In tho bluek massacre at Cawupore She suffered and died wo know no more. And that? Ah, yes, 'tis a noble head! Soul sita on tho clear, lolty brow Sho was my friend in tho dnys gono by, And she ia my enemy now.

Mistake, and wrong, and Borrow ala! Ono of lile'a tragedies let it pass. This fuse Ho was my lover, Joannette; And perchance he remembers to-day The pussionato wrong that wrecked ua both When he sailed in his anger away. Heart-sick and hopeless through weary years, At length I forgot him despite these tears. That handsome fellow He loved mo too And ho vowed ho would die, my doar, When I told him "No" 'tis long ago: Ho married the very next yoar. That one I liked a little, but ho Cared much for my gold, nothing for jne.

Brides and bridegrooms togethor, dear, And most ol them purled to-day Some famous men tluit are quite lorgot, Some beauties laded and gray. Close the book, for 'tis jiut as I said Full of pnlo ghosts from a lite that's dead. llarptr' Wetkly. Mrs. Stoughton's Diamond.

Greta had seen her household gods fall about her before she was able to put prido into her pocket, where there was plenty of room, and turn her hand to the work she understood. It was some five years since she hud begun to go out by the day to make and mend carpets, old and new, for the housekeepers oi Hampton. She had plenty of employment now, some money in the bank, and a lover. She looked forward to the time, not so far off, wit en she should begin upon her own carpets, when tbe money in the bank would be drawn out to buy the parlor set and the household linen, pictures and knickknackery. perhaps, the wedding gown and bridecake.

She had been working for Airs. Stoughton lor several days, when her troubles began, and had gone home, quite tired out with the conflict over that lady's chamber carpet, which had seen its best days. She had been obliged to rip and match figures and insert patches to deceive the very elect, and at the end Mrs. Stoughton had told her she would settle the Dill when she heard from her husband, who had gone away ou business, and taken, the key of tho money "ini by mistake. Greta shrewdly suspected that tho drawer was as empty as a drum, but made no demur.

She would oblige a neighbor, and never remember it. The following day she wan engaged at Dr. Cardamon's, when she heard Fred rush in from school, and shout "I Bay, ma, 's supper ready? Give me a hunk of gingerbread, anyhow. Where's Greta Loring? I want to ask her if she's stole Miss Stoughton's diamond out of her ring! Jack Stoughton gays his mother's going to haul Greta over the coals. I don't believe a word of it, and I want to ask her" Hush, Fred, hush!" said Mrs.

Stoughton. "What do you mean? Don't ask Greta any such silly question." Well, 1 don't want Jack Stoughton saying things, and I'll just thrash him for it." Diamonds laughed Greta to her- self. Who would suspect Mrs. Stoughton of one?" Then she suddenly remembered having packed a ring off the floor of the chamber where she was sew-' ing at Mrs. Stoughton's a gold ring in which a stone of good size had no doubt once sparkled, and she had dropped ifcon the mantel, and thought no more about it that cavitv troinor to 'bear false witness against herP What nonsense But that evening, when she returned to her she found a nfcto awaiting her, whiTh read "If Miss Loring can give Mrs.

any information about tho diamond missing, from a ring left in the chamber where- Miss Loring was at work, it will be gratefully received, and no mortifying disclosures PoorGrqMkslept little that iright. How. could any one suspect lier of such a dreadful thing Where could the diamond have cone? How could she de fend herself except by her word? Ought oa Tnt ts lmve hoen above aiisnicion. like Caesar's wife? What tail she done to deserve it? In an angry moment she returned tlud misjudged reply: is at liberty to make. whatever mortifying disclosures she may fhHA hut.

sho nniit excuse Miss" Loring from rendering account of a diamond of whose existence she was ignorant." This naturally exasperated Mrs. btougii-ton, who flattered herself that she had transacted the affair with great delicacy and decorum. She had expected to bring Miss Wing to her feet, with contrite tears and confessions, and here was absolute defiance! Did such a hussy deserve consideration at her hands? And if Mrs. Stoughton was more or less afraid to say her soul was her own before that inmecunious other" hlttf tf herself, how much more was she afraid to say that her diamond was no longer hers! Accordingly she made haste to put the matter into the lmnds of the law and the mouths ofthellai "ton gossips. Doubtlea Greta would have been lodged in jail at this time had not Mr.

Grafton secretly espoused her cause, while lie undertook the case Mrs. Stoughton had intrusted to i Mr. Grafton was a wealthy bachelor, somewhat gray, and a good deal bald lie had smiled upon Greta more than once, without receiving any answering smile; perhaps lie thought now that everything arrives to him who can afford to wait that this was his opportunity. His housekeeper had once engnced Greta to make carpets at Grafton Place, and he had taken pains to show her over the house and grounds, and had nearly snatched a kiss in the sliaduw of the lindens, as he put her into his carriage to send her home. Greta had never worked there again but perhaps sho was too grateful at finding a friend at her side in such stjrmy weather to refuse a favor from Mr.

Grafton, and perhaps sho had forgotten his audacity. Yet in the midst of her humiliations Greta remembered with a heart-throb that she had a lover to come to her rescue if 6he chose to call him that sho should not be dependent upon Mr. Grafton's tender mercies after Stephen Sotherno had been notified of her strait. At tho same time, she felt disinclined to break the bad news to him till after all was over. For how could it be possible for an innocent person to suffer? But Greta was not a little stunned one morning ou receiving a letter in the handwriting of her true love," which ran in this wise: "My Deaii Greta It is some time since I had the pleasure of hearing from you, and it has occurred to me to ask if time-and distance wore not weakening our hold upon each other; to wonder how long you would continue to love a man whom you saw only once or twice a year, since it seems to me that owing to the bad times our marriage is as indefinitely postponed as the millennium.

Now. my dear girl, I do not wish to stand in your light; if you were not engaged to ine, some more eligible partner would seek you, I feel certain. Moreover, my health is precarious, and the doctors nave advised me to try tho air of California. It is a prescription more nfiuseous than drugs, since I must leave you behind me; but I could not, in honor," carry your promise with me for an indefinite space of time for my own selfish satisfitction merely. At the same time, believe me, it is no easy thing for me to say adieu' to tho dearest girl in the world.

Sincerely, "Stephen Sotherne." To say that Gret a was surprised would bo the same as if we should call an oarthquako unpleasant." Sho was overwhelmed, with enough spirit left to return Mr. Soth-erne's letters and presents by the next mail without a He has heard all about the diamond, and believes it," she thought. It would be a comfortable arrangement if one could cease to love tho instant a lover proves unworthy, but hearts are not fashioned after that manner. When every thought and motive of one's life is woven up with those of another, one cannot unravel the tangled web all at once. "Another such shock will send me to the insane asylum," sighed Greta.

But there was another yet in store for her. Mr. Grafton had taken to dropping in upon her after her day's work. One evening he said: "Miss Greta, what if you should be found guilty of this this" If they should rind me guilty! How Can they lind an innocent person guilty? If I took tho diamond, where is it?" Mr. Grafton smiled indulgently.

People have been imprisoned, branded, exiled, hanged, and quartered for sins thev never committed. If you were guilty, you would be more likely to escape; you would have laid your plans." Greta gave an involuntary sob; the tears shone in her eyes. And there is no one to help me," she gasped, think- ng aloud, rather than speaking to Mr. Grafton. Yes.

ves. there ia some one ready to help you, Greta," said that gentleman; I will help you, if you will only give me tlie right," he petitioned. You, Mr. Grafton? What right can I give you? I don't understand." If vou were my promised wife Ah! my dear Miss Greta, don't turn away your head disdainfully; hear me out. Mr.

Stoughton is under some obligation to me; if you were my promised wife, I could write him. There would be no more said about tho missing diamond; it would be accounted for some natural manner. You would be no longer suspected. No one could suspect tho woman whom Thomas Grafton delighted to honor." You you are very kind. I thank you but I do not love you, Mr.

Grafton. I don't ask you to love me. Of course you don't; the mea has never, perhaps, entered your head before. I only beg that you will marry me. Love wiil come sooner or later, as I deserve it at your hands.

And, my dear Greta, what better can you do? Who will c-ive vou employment, with this blight upon you? How will you earn your daily bread r' "I don't know," returned Greta; "how shall indeed? But, all the same, itf would be contemptible to re ward your unsellisliness by merely marrvinir vuu for a home." "Only agree to marry me, and I will net quarrel witn ine motives," ne mi nlored. What could Greta do? Her lover had deserted her; her good name was tarnished. Without home, friends or work, was it not the height of folly to refuse such a way of escape? And yet, how could she love him? But might not one survive the luxury of loving? Come wealth, ease and position; vanish all illusions that make life sweet. She begged a fortnight for consideration something might turn up to her advan taste the diamond, for instance. But the fortnight' passed, as fortnights will; nothing happened, except that Mr.

Grafton, teeling confidence in the woman who hesitates, refurnished his parlor in blue satin and pale gold, fitted up an apartment for his wife's boudoir like a suburb ol luiry laud, uespoue mo parson, ring ana the cateeer. "Do tell!" said one gossip to another; Greta Loring's going to step into clover, and no mistake." "It's a powerful change for her. I hear Mr. Grafton's always had a hankering for her. He told Mr.

Jobson any man could marry any woman he set his heart upon, if he'd only work hard enough and wait like spider in his web. I guess he got Greta for tho asking, eh "I dunno; there was that Sotherne who was sweet on her." I reckon Hurt's blown over only a young man's pastime. I'm surprised at Tom Grafton, though, with all his airs and frills, with his family tree and his coat of arms, and his ancestors and his monev. llnw docn ho cet over that lit tle affair of Mrs. Stoughton's I s'pose lie expects folks to visit his wife and ask no questions, once she's a Grafton." "Law! it's the way of the world: a pretty face makes a man forget trespasses and get rid of his judgment.

It's no use quarreling with such things at our ae. Greta'll make a fine lady, and I mean to Fay my respects at Grafton Place directly 'm just crazy to see the new fixings. I'd just like to see how I'd look in the blue-satin parlor." And all this time Ureta bad not even consented. It is true, wealth and comfort were alluring. She had told herself that Providence would provide; and now could sue know but tins was the very provision made for her It would be delightful, no doubt, to enjoy such an establishment- as Grafton Place.

Only let her say Yes," and she might wear her velvets and laces with any lady in the land, drive in her satin-lined car riage, and have servants under her and all that heart could desire. All? Yes, all but self-approval, love and Stephen Sotherne. Still, let her answer "No," and Stephen and love would still be lacking, and hardship, want and public dis approval be superadded. ine miserable littlo thief!" thought the exasperated Mrs. Stoughton She has played her cards to perfection.

cozening that old fellow into marrying her. No doubt he'll rue the day, and serve him right." In tlie meantime, as Greta had not given him a refusal, Mr. Grafton chose to consider himself accepted. He con sulted her about the wedding journey, about the new servants to be engaged, as if the marriage was a matter of course. She acquiesced in Ins but she had no choice to make she was drift ing witn the stream, not rowing hard against it she was making believe that she could love him by-and-bye; his at tention, ins consideration lor one so forlorn, his generosity, touched her; that was all.

One day Mrs. Stoughton husband re turned home. It would seem as if no event could have less effect upon Greta's tortunes. tone watched mm walking by. and wondered if Mrs.

Stoughton was glad to see him. Anv news in HamntnnP" he asked. at his dinner table. "News enough. Mr.

Grafton is going to be married," returned his wife. "That reminds me I must see Graf ton directly. Married, ehP Well, he's old enough. Who's the bride elect?" in at nttie nussy, ureta ixnng." Softly, softly, my dear it sounds en vious." I envious of that little thief!" Thief What has Greta stolen old Grafton's heart? Nobody knew he had one before. Perhaps she lias only de veloped a latent organ in "Oh, Herbert, I am so sorry to tell you I never could make up my mind to write it; but she was at work here Greta Loring by-the-way, I haven't paid her yet and and my diamond ring was in the same room, and it's there yet, only the diamond's gone.

No body else had been in the house. hat could I think? Of course she stole it, though she brazens it out as she does." Mr. Stoughton turned ash-color, laid down his fork, and stared at his wife. "And you accused her of stealing the diamond I wrote to her very kindly and considerately. She replied in a high and mighty tone, which was simply insulting.

I put tlie case into Mr. Grafton's hands." "Into Grafton's hands! Well, and what did he say about it?" "Say! Why, he's going to marry her "Looks as if you'd win your case," laughed Mr. Stoughton, uneasily. "And so Greta is going to marry the old fox. A pretty kettle of fish! My dear, I really wish ycu had notified me of your loss." He took up his.

hat and went out grimly. Ho had a very disagreeable duty to perform, and he wanted it over with it had spoiled his dinner, and that was enough. He knocked at Greta'9 door. The diamond again," eho thought. After all," ho cogitated, why not let well enough alone? Perhaps sho loves the fellow." Greta bore herself like ono with good news: a tender color trembled on her check, a sort of suppressed joy shone in her eyes.

An open letter lay before her, and Mr. Grafton sat in her easy-chair. Mrs. Stoughton, watching her window, wondered what under the sun Herbert coujd have to say that would take so long, and hoped he was giving Greta a piece of his mind, but grew all the more bewildered when lie and Mr. Grafton came out together and separated without a word.

I guess her cake ia dough," she conjectured. When Greta was left once more alone, she turned to her open letter, written in a strange hand "What does it mean, my dearest Greta?" it began. "I sometimes think I'm not quite sane yet, and it's all a fiction of my disturbed brain. Here I was, just picking up from a fever, in a strange city, when I received all my old letters and keepsakes from my sweetheart, and not a word of explanation. It was like a bombshell.

I was out of my head for a month afterward, and small wonder. Greta, I love you love you so much love was never meant to be wasted. The hospital nurse kindly writes this for me, since I can only swear that I am still, and ever will be, your devoted lover, Stephen Sotheiine." Mr. Stoughton looked very sober when he snt down to his tea table that night. I'm dying to know what Miss Greta had to say lor herself," remarked his wife.

The stronger vessel smiled. Your tea, my dear, resembles the church of Laodieea it is neither hot nor cold." It waited for you long enough to cool. I wonder you didn't see that you were de trop at Miss Loring's. "I ttiink maybe Grafton found me de trop. In the mean time, my love, I am happy to restore your diamond," and he passed a tiny box across the table.

"Then 6he has confessed!" sparkled Mrs. Stoughton. "You jump at conclusions. Women are fond of such gymnastic exercises, I hear. No; the confession comes from your humble servant.

I am the culprit, Mrs. Stoughton. It was I who, wanting some ready money for business purposes, abstracted the diamond from your ring, and pawned it to Mr. Grafton. He advanced a considerable sum upon it, and I never meant you should know it till I had redeemed it perhaps not then.

After all, perfect confidence is the only safe thing between you and me, I find. Now we must go and beg Greta's And Mr. Grafton" The blue satin parlor is a mistake, as well as the boudoir he will remain a bachelor." "How how does he explain himself?" All's fair in love and war, even forgery, is his creed." Then Greta will return to her carpets?" Not if Stephen Sotherne can help it." Harper's Bazar. Gone to Grass. Peter Harrison left his home at Erie.

to become a bank cashier in Detroit. Some one in Erie told him that thirteen cashiers were wanted here at once, and he came on as fast as conductors on freight trains would permit him. Disappointment is the lot of man, or of lots of men, and Peter reached Detroit to find all the best positions taken. One bank offered to permit him to cashier in ten bushels of coke, but Mr. Harrison didn come to this town to drudge.

lie was trying to obtain a few hours' sleep on the grass 'in the public park previous to a second struggle with the mad world, when an omcer suggested the propriety of a walk to the station. You see," began Peter, when walked before the courU "I struck this tojvn with nothing but an empty tobacco-box in my pocket, but I am determined to work up. John-Jacob Astor worked up, Horace Greeley worked up, and all I want is a little time, i ou see, J. haven had anything to eat except grass since I crossed Detroit river, and you can't expect me to whoop up riches in two days." xes, i think, you will work up," quietly observed his honor, as he looked down on the prisoner. "I think you will work up to tlie House of Correction in about half an hour." "That's mean, judge.

What would George Washington have amounted to if he had been sent up just as he was trying to get a start in life?" "This court has nothing to do with George Washington, sir." If he had been brought before this bar with his shirt-band torn off, his nose the color of carmine and his breath smelling of whisky, he would have been sent up for sixty days in the very best style. Don't you let his case bother you any." Well, I'll go up rather than have any fuss over it but I shall stick to it that it is not a fair deal. If I am ever made judge I'll give the boys a chance, and don you forget it. His honor put tlnrty days extra on the prisoner's sentence in order that neither should forget it. and then Peter went into the corridor and sat down on tho handle of the coal-scuttle.

Men may ooine and men may go, The winds may sigh and the winds may blow, but Teter will put in his time in the chair business just the same. Detroit Free lYess. Words of Wisdom. If fun is good, truth is better, and lovo is best of all. He shall be immortal who liveth till lie be stoned by one without fault.

No man ever regretted that ho was virtuous and honest in his youth, and kept aloof from idle companions. Stick to one thing until it is done, and done well. The man who chases two hares not only loses one of them, but is. pretty to lose tho other also. You ought not to ask odds of any one.

Like a blooded horse, all you have a light to demand is to be put even on tho whillletrees. After that show your mettle. Tho fortunate man is he who, born poor or nobody, works gradually up to wealth and consideration, and having got them, dies before ho finds they were not worth so much trouble. Tho damps of autumn sink into the leaves and prepare them for the necessity of their fall and thus insensibly are we, as years close round us, detached lrom our tenacity of life by the gentle pressure of recorded sorrow. No man possesses real strength "of mind if he cannot, after having heard all that others have to say, resolve, and firmly resolve what to do, and csu'ry his resolution into effect.

Take counsel of others; profit by their experience and wisdom but above all take counsel with yourself; makeup your mind what to do in the world, and do it. A habit of scolding indicates a want of self-discipline. The machinery has got from under our own hands, and has fallen to grating and destroying itself under tlie friction and perplexities ot life. "Possess thyself is a more important rule than Know thyself." Without this primary virtue, we are not in a condition to receive much good ouraelves or to afford aid to others. TIMELY TOPICS.

The grave can have no terrors for an eccentric individual out in Illinois. He scoffs at the comforts of a patent spring mattress, with the accompanying pillows, bolsters, sheets and snowy coverlids, and even deems the Indian luxury of a blanket and a fire effeminate and unworthy of man. In his back yard there is a shallow trench, in which he lays hhnself each night at bedtime, and a faithful man servant shovels earth over him till nothing but his head is left uncovered. He has no fear of fire or burglars, but sleeps serene and happy in his couch of earth. If he should wake up and find himself dead some morning, he would be both dead and buried.

It is hardly necessary to say that he is not a married man. Occasionally the newspapers contain accounts of the exhwnation of bodies that give what is called unmistakable evidence of having been buried alive. Speaking of this matter, a city paper opposes the belief which prevails in the minds of many that persons are frequently buried while the spark of life has not yet left the body. It says that "while such things have happened, add may still happen, they are of the rarest occurrence. Winslow, the celebrated anatomist, is said to have had Jwo narrow escapes from burial alive, and to have published in consequence, a treatise on tlie signs of death.

Bou-chut, Michel Levy and other physicians have also expressed their views on the subject: but all testimony procurable establishes the fact that burial alive hardly ever takes place in these times. In corroboration of this, many German cities have in their cemeteries mortuary houses, in which the dead are kept some days before final interment, the bell-pull being so arranged that the slightest motion of the body would sound an alarm. So far these precautions have been superfluous. In more than forty years not one supposed corpse has proved to be anything else." During the seige of Paris there was nobody more popular, and afterward there was nobody more unpopular than Sergeant Doff, lie with his own hand slew twenty-seven Germans dur'ng tlie first six weeks of the seige. His gallantry was rewarded by praise lavished in his regimental order of tlie day and in a general order of day, and the Legion of Honor was bestowed on him.

The Minister of War told him it was very important that a dispatch should reach Marshal Bazaine and offered him $4,000 to undertake the mission. It was perilous. He staked his head on success. It was easier for him than for many Frenchmen he was an Alsacian ard spoke German well. He said to the Minister ol War: "I accept tlie mission, but I ro fuse the money." Howl after howl of indignation went up when, it was found Sergeant Ilolf had disappeared.

It was said that he had always been a Prussian" spy and was now a traitor The government gave the key-note to these howls to save HofTs life if he were discovered as he passed through the enemy's lines, lie safely reached Bazaine. The war over he was nvide keeper of Vendome Column. The keeper of the Triumphal Arch died the other day, and Sergeant to the delight of the Parisians, has been appointed to the vacant place. A New York paper has an article in regard to the proposed plan of General Fremont, Governor of Arizona, to extend the Gulf of California by tapping the northern end and letting it run into and fill up the great Colorado Desert. It seems that the sediment carried down for ages by the great river Colorado at last collected at what was then its mouth, in sufficient quantity to dam off the northern arm of the Gulf of California from any connection with the ocean.

The water in this unfed resorvoir then slowly evaporated, leaving a dry basin 130 miles by thirty, and this, together with the surrounding slopes, soon became a "bladeless desolation," while. Clio river turning southward found entrance to the gulf many miles below. Between this arid waste and tho present head of the gulf lies some thirty miles soft earth, just -lifted above sea-level, and through this Governor Fremont proposes to cut his canal. It is a highway of commerce that now contemplated, but originally the main object aimed at by pouring the desert full of water was to restore the natural harmonies which had been disturbed by the drying up of the sea. Human remains prove that the desert was lately fertile, and an old Spanish map is mentioned which places the boundaries of the gulf far beyond their present positions.

Mr. McCormick, Commissioner-Cn-f ral from tho United States to the Paris Exposition, is engaged in dispatching tho diplomas and medals recently received from Paris to the fortunate exhibitors. The latter are of gold, those of silver nnd bronze not having yet arrived. They are about two inches broad, weigh three ounces, and are worth $50. On the obverse side is the medallion of a female, tlie head of the republic of France, inscribed "liopublique Francaise." On the reverse are tho figure of fame, with the legend.

"Exposition Universelle International de 1878." A youth beside the figure holds a tablet, upon which is engraved tlie name of the exhibitor. There are 140 of these, and with each goes a diploma. Tlie latter are helio-typea eighteen by twenty inches. The upper sections contains an allegory of Peace and Fume clasping the hand of an artisan at the foot of a throne. The lower portion is inscribed, "Exposition Universelle de 1878.

Lo Jury International des Recompenses de ccrne une Medille" D'or," with the name of exhibitor, group, etc. There are silver medals, bron.e and about iJlK) certificates of merit, which is the lowest prize given. Mr. H. It.

I Iitt, secretary of the American Legation at Paris, says that the principal officers of the French government are very enthusiastic over the character and conduct of tho American department of the Exposition. ITEMS OF INTEREST. Done with tho pen A dead pig. Tho diamond field The shirt front. How many feet are there in a school yard? Breeches of contract Thoso that shrink.

A modiste is not modest in her charges. Nothing is more shocking than an electric battery. When a doctor iances a carbuncle, doesn't he cut a swell?" What's the use of going hungry in this land of agents? Any man can get board. A joke S3 not so durable as a church bell. After it has been tolled a few times it is worn out.

The raindrops that "fall 1nwTHfp5SSGMJ brightness is gono are the tears of the eky for the loss of the sun. A Sioux county (Iowa) boy goes to school on a donkey with his dinner basket hung on the ear of the quadruped. There is nothing more likely to estrange two friends than a small debt. I and tj may some day be separated by an O. The annual importation of oranges "and lemons' in the United States is over 1 000,000, amounting in value to about $000,000.

The Baltimore papers report a quiet but yery general revival of religion in that city, which is largely credited to tho labors of Mr. Moody. Two Italian journalists fought a duel with pistols, near Naples, and exchanged twenty-eight shots at a distance of fifteen paces without doing any damage. Small boy (entering shop) I want a pennyworth of canary seed." Shopkeeper (why knows the boy) Is it for your mother?" Small boy (contemptuously) "No! it's for the bird." In digging a cellar at St. Taul, the workmen unearthed a solid silver chalice and salver of fine workmanship, and they arc thought to be part of a communion service taken from Father Hennepin in 1680.

Tlie man who travels around under a borrowed umbrella, with a face 4x5, and mutters to everybody he meets, Well, this weather can't last always," is a greater nuisance than the man who always wants to borrow a paper. New York Express. Says tho Iowa City Press The cultivation of wolves is profitable. You don't catch a scalp-hunter killing an old wolf. He makes the acquaintance ot I that old one, finds its burrow, and in tho i spring, when it has a litter ot twelve whelps, kills ten of them, and saves a pair for seed.

That Turks are not altogether incapable of good work is shown by Ahmed Vefyk Pasha, who has in two months drained some tlvousands of acres of swamp in the beautiful plains of Broussa. lie is now employing a vast number of the unfortunate Mussulman refugees in planting and sowing this land. Paul, Morphy, the once noted chess player, in his insanity imagines himself a great lawyer with an abundance of clients. The great case that absorbs nearly his whole attention is an imaginary one against parties who had charge of an estate left him by his father. He utterly repudiates chess, and denies ever having known anything about it.

The ingenious Benjamin Franklin introduced a bill in the Pennsylvania Legislature at Philadelphia to buy small grains for the use of the army. The Quaker members, who were at that time a majority, would not consent to vote money for pow-ler, but Franklin deceived them by getting a money vote to buy small grains for army use. The Quakers thought the small grains were wheat and oats, but Franklin thought nnd knew they were grains of powder. New York Cliamgion. A Curious Conceit.

Mr. Jonathan ltees, of Phnenixvillc, has evolved a plan by which nature is to bo made subservient to a want which has hitherto been supplied by a door plate. 1 Ie proposes literally to lind tongues in trees and not merely make them tell a tale that might please the fancy, but to stand upright before the cottage or mansion and inform the tramp and tlie traveler the name of the man who lives within. "Tho Talking Oak" of the poet is to becomo a reality. Mr.

Uet-s has discovered that the initial letter of our most valuable trees comprise nearly all the letters of tho alphabet, and can placed so as to be read as easily as the alphabet by those who make themselves acquainted with the letters tho trees are intended to represent. Fanners could havo their names planted in groves along the roads bordering on their property, with the date of planting; and it would be both interesting nnd instructive to be able to tell by theso who occupies tho premises by reading the planter's name in his trees. Mr. ltees makes up the list of useful and ornamental trees as follows AhIi. Keoch.

Cherry. Dogwood. Klin. Kir. Gum.

lluinlock. ltuttonwood. Juniper, Ky. CotTbe Tree. Linden.

Norway Spruco. l'iuo Ouk. Poplar. Quercitron B'kOuk 11, Ked Oak. KiuiMilras.

Tulip Tree. Horse Chestnut. Am. ArborvituB. Willow.

Apple, Yellow Beach. Pear. H. I. Maple.

Nl'MllKKS OU DATKS. 1. White Pine. 2. Clu-Ktnut Oak.

3. White Wuluut. 4. lJliuk Walnut. 6.

lAxust, 7. Hickory. 8. Chestnut. 9.

Mulberry. 5. White Ouk. 0. Cedar.

Mr. Uces. in contributing this idea to tho Ourdener's Monthly, illustrates it by an example; but our readers can pick out their own names and try the experiment. In course of time there would bo some irregularity in want of symmetry, for a Norway spruco and a tulip tree would searcdyhaimouue..

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