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BELLVILLE, FRIDAY, JUNE 7. 1867.
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All extensive stock of Trimmings and
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THE SWEET SUNNY SOUTH.
O, give me the South—the sweet sunny
South,
For my heiurft and lay thoughts we All
there;
I lore,yes,I love,all that lives in the 8outh,
And would drink in the balm of her air.
There are, we well know, gallant hearts in
theSóuflí.
for her sons they are noble and brave;
They march ap to death at the cannon's
dread mouth,
And for g!<>ry Will sink to the grave.
Then give me tbe South,
The sweet senny South,
For those whom I love best are there.
My soul longs to bask in the balm breath-
ing South.
And repose in ita radiant beama;
Pure affection ia there—then God speed the
South!
Longasbright waters fiowin her gtreams.
Forever I'd live—yes, die in the South;
Full contented and free from all care;
My heartand my soul and my mind's in the
South,
And success to the South is my prayer.
Then, give me the South,
The sweet sunny South!
Far my heart beats coldly elsewhere.
RECONSTRUCTION. •
Reconstruction—what a bore !
Nothing since the dnys of Noah-
No. nothing in the d iy i of yore
Compared with it—it's a nore
Trouble to the land, and the corps
Of politicians are probing to the core,
lly their speeches on the floor
Of Congress, the patience of the o'er
Taxed poople. Every man's a blower
1'here—eaeh puts in his oar,
From the higher to the lower .
Degree of intellect—each his lore
Must ventilate, and must pour
Forth his eloquence—eacn must soar
On the wings of buncombe, and roar
Out his position, and like a wild boar '
Hunted at bay, and streaming gore,
Lushing wildh out—easing no more
For the country' good thau the grower
Of Devil's aprons ou the Stygian shore.
They raut auo rave, and we deplore
This state of things, and earnestly implore
Tiiem to do their duty—they ignore
i he people, who sweat at every pore,
Watchingtloso to who. u they op'd the door
Of eminence, fpit forth their hoar,
And stale, unprofitable talk. No store
Of honesty and justice—none of that ore
Do they possess. Miiertge and galore
1 • the substance théy covet; on that score
They're true as the needle,and can't be tore
k rom their purpose. Each would be fore-
Most here—tbe devil take-tlie slower.
Oh, Reconstruction, what a bore!
We never saw the like before.
MY COUSINS.
CONCLUDED.
Morning brought renewed life to
the wounded and wem-ied throng, and
1.shall never forget,the wild delight
with which the rising sun wasgreete 1.
Women lif.ed up their voices and
prayed and wept, kissing their child-
ren or friends; men with moistened
eyes tried to laugh at the fun, but
gave in to the excitement at last; the
camp was in a buzz, and God and Sir
Colin were thanked in every dialect,
from the full roll oi Connaugbt bojs'
brogue to the rough rich burr of
•• Canny Newcasbel."
Never had there been aqclj, a No-
vember ; one had no right to be ill or
weak. I had princely quarters, and
got well apace. I astonished the
doctore, I astonished myself, and
what was more 1 astonished the colo-
nel, who kindly offered to send me
home—an offer I declined. 1 will
not say how much Bell'B letters had
to do with my determination to re-
main in India; perhaps 1 was a true
soldier at heart, and having a taste
for the service, bad fairly enrolled
myself in the soldier's lot. Any
way, I did out go home, and by the
time peace was restored J was lit for
dnty, and rejoicing in my promotion.
" Somebody has been telling me
you are going home, Yeo," said
General , a few months after I
had my company. «* Don't be such
a fool. You've had the kicks—stay
and have the halfpence. We want
a few fellows to stick to ns; there
will be a regular exodus before the
next hot season, and plenty of fellows
retiring. You'll soon have your
majority t and then may do as you
like."
" I'll think of it, General," said I,
and, while thinking of it, another
letter came from Bell. " By Jove !*'
thought I, «• 111 show her I can be
jAst as cool as she is; 1 wont go
home."
And I did not. Nest mail brought
me intelligence of my fathei'a sud-
den death. I wrote home, as I felt
in duty bound; told Bell I had ac-
cepted an appointment which neces-
sitated my remaining two years lon-
i ;er, and asked her to come out and
>e my wife ; other women did so, and
I thought she might. But it. is well
said that it requires two to make a
targain; Bell did not see it in the
light that I did—she was willing,
she said,, to wait. So two\ years
glided by. and then I wrote again;
again came a refusal, and in the
pique of the moment I asked for a
post then vacant, entailing sti.ll fur-
ther service, so that very nearly six
years had passed Bince I left England
before I made up my mind to brave
my fate and come home for good.
The overland jury was much after
tbe manner of overland journeys in
general. A full complement of mam-
mas and children, real widows,, and
what are popularly known as grass-
wfdowb, a sprinkling of men; many
going on Bick leave, one or two, like
myself, giving up their soldiering for
ever. There was the, usual amount
of flirtation, scandal and jealousy,
from which I managed to steer pretty
clear, until I fell into the hands of a
pretty little woman going home on
leave, and who I soon found knew
Devonshire. One day at tea some
one began talking of matrimony.
Mrs. Vigpe gave us her opinion, add-
ing a story illustrative of her experi-
ence that set the whole table in a
jroar.
"I am going to Lynmouth, too, Mrs.
Vigne," I said; " I hope you wont
cut me as you did your husband."
" Then you kuow Lynmouth ; isn't
it a miserable, dead-alive sort of
place? nothing but artists, reading
parties and High-church people to be
seen. By-the-by, talking of Lyn-
mouth, aud apropos of marriage, my
MSter tells me a charming story about
their great heiress, a Miss Larriston;
I dare say you've heard of her—the
story is just tbe thing for a sensation
novel; she has been engaged since
she was in longclothes to a cousin, tbe
reasou being that each of tLein has
halt of what was ouce a whole estate,
and there being a curse upon the
place until some old rhyme is fulfill-
ed ; the rhyme is that—
The curse of the Yeo shall be outrun,
When Larriston'g girl weds Yeo's son.
Of course they hate each other, and,
of course, the heiress lias taken to the
Church for consolation, and found it
in the curate. My sister says she
expects an elopement, and rather
leans to the lady's side ; now id! my
sypathies are with the poor man.
"They generally are, I am happy
to see," said Captain Smith. " 1 aui
sure we ought to be awfully grateful,
and 1 am sure the unlucky lovei wil
appreciate your kindness. Yeo here
ill introduce you. I dare say he is
some relation, as he is going down
there."
I did not know whether Smith was
throwing out a feeler, but determined
to ignore my identity, and promised
to effect the necessary introduction,
and for the rest, if the voyage had to
take care of Mrs. Vigne.
After a week in London I *went
down to Lyninouih, the wholesome
E.igiish July air giving a new zest
ro iny life, and somehow or other
awaking a stroug desire to be with
Be;l, and a tierce resentment :ignin?t
i lie curate, which was neither nioili-
fied nor explained by the sight of the
sweet green hiils oí Devon, the fail-
woodlands and deep lanes through
which the grooin bowled me in the
tax-cart when he drove over to meet
me at Barnstaple, any more than by
the old servant's conversation; for,
after telling me of my dear father's
last days; he launched off into a family
and county gossip; and, as 1 thought
purposely avoided speaking of Bell,
a reticence agaiust which I secretely
fretted, considering that thereby hung
tale. Of Miiiy, her goodness,
beauty, and, above all, her riding, he
seemed never tired of talking, and
v hen I reached home the same night
he remarked of the housekeeper, un-
til, determined to bring out something,
I said: «'So, the old li ector has goue,
too, Mrs. Clarke ?"
" Aye, sir, and more's the pity, for
the new one don't like this place, and
lives in London or elsewhere, but he
keeps a curate who works like six
ordinary parsons, up and out, early
and late, riding and walking till you
wonder he has a bit of flesh on his
bones. He knows every man, wo-
man and child in the parish, what
they want, and wheu it's the right
time to give. He aud Miss Bell are
thick ; and if it wasn't that I knowed
the truth, sir, of her and you, I'd
believe what the country says; but
then I knows better, and more—they
do say, he's just the same as a Roman
priest, and could uot marry."
All this did not tend to increase
my satisfaction, although it did
awaken a terrible, and to me an un-
accountable tumuit in my mind. The
more I tried to analyze this, the
more hopelessly perplexed I became,
until it suddenly began to dawn upon
me that perhaps, after all, I was in
ove with Bell. Then came the re-
membrance of her coolness ; the six
years oollapsed—I read her letters
over again, and, taking my stick,
went off to, the cottage. Bell was in
the drawing-room, it was too dark to
see her face, but her hand lay passive
and cold as lead in mine, as we stood
together, wailing my aunt's coming.
" It is a sad return, Bell," I said,
and then her hand shook, but gave
no sympathetic pressure. "One
expects changes in six years." I
went on, thinking of the curate, "but
there are some harder to hear than
death."
She drew her hand away and turn-
ed partly round; but, before she
spoke, the door opened, and Aunt
llary came in. Dark as it was, 1
could sae how broken down th¿ six
vears had left her.
My dear boy,"' she cried, falling
on my neck, *'I began to think I too
would be gone before you came home.
Why did you stay away so long,
Harry
I looked at Bell; she was standing
in the window, only the faint outline
of her figure visible. She moved to-
wards us, and touched her mother's
forehead with a caressing hand, say-
ing,
«'Don't reproach Harry to-night,
mother; let us be content that he has
cqme. Tell her of the war, Harry,
and how you were wounded; the
friend you got totnáte was not expli-
cit, and you never explained matters."
She stood by the fire, leaning
agaiust the chimney piece, and look-
ing down at me as I sat upon a low
ottoman, by my aunt's chair.
" It is rather a lbng story, aunt,"
I said; " but the glooming is good
for ¡ypry telling, aud you won't see
my flushes." So beginning with my
landing, I went faithfully through
my experiences. When I reached
that part relating to my wound, and
as I bpoke of Beit's letters having ob-
tained the credit of saving my life,
she walked back to the window; and
when, having concluded my story,
I turned to look for her, the window
was open; and Bell had disappeared.
Even the story she might in com-
mon politeness have stayed to listen
to, had it not interested her; but
before I had tiuib to think much of
the circumstances the door flew open
and an eager voice asked,—
" Where is he, aunty 1 They told
me he was here." It was Milly;
and as she came feeling her way
among the chairs and tables in the
dim light, I met her, and had her in
my arms before eitflfer of us well knew,
and my arm was still round her, wheu
what little light there had been van-
ished, and Bell came in by tbe win
dow again. Milly slid away, but her
haud still held miue with a warm,
clinging clasp.
" liow fond you are of the dark,'
said Bell, going up to the fire aud
fumbling about &r the lighters.
Milly sat down and her face coming
on a level with my hand, I felt it
drawn forward and pressed to her
Hp?, then thrown away as she said,—
«• Now then Bell, light all the
candles, and let us see what he i~
like."
Bell did light all the candlcs, and
as the light fell upon Millv 1 was
startled by the change. 'The six
years became a feet at ouce. since
they had ccdvertvd the child into a
blooming, lovely woman. Something
of my thought must have shown itseit
in my face, lor Milly's cheeks grew
crimson and the bonny blue eyes
sank.
How you are chuiged, Harry !"
cried Aunt Mary. And turning to
auswer her, I saw Bell in the full
light. She was a little stouter, her
hair was dressed in a different way,
there was a brighter color in her face
ihan I remembered to have seen be-
fore, and a deeper light iu thé full
hazel eyes that looked back into
mine; still she seemed unchanged,
and the years collapsed again
'«If it was not tor Milly, I could
scarcely believe so many years have
passed since I went away, aunt,"
said I; " Bell does not look a bit
different."
" My growing'days were over be-
fore you went away." said Bell quiet-
ly; "I cannot say that you look the
same ; but then climate and all that
may have changed you."
And so we tell talking again. It
was a strange evening; Milly did
not speak much, but I knew that she
was watching and listening. Bell
talked as quietly as if I had been
away only a week ; and although I
threw out a hint abaut the curate,
and told them of Mrs. Vigne, how
she had put me up to Devon gossip,
I made nothing of it,acd,as I walked
home, was utterly miserable and dis-
satisfied. I wished Milly had been
my fiancee, and yet I hated the un-
seen curate, and mentally abjured
Bell as a heartless flirt.
When I got to the cottage nest
day the girls were out, and my aunt
lying down. So, sheltering myself
from the sun in a summer seat cover-
ed in by Roman creepers and honey-
stickle. I lay down to enjoy a cigar
and make up my find how I was to
begin the conversation I had deter-
mined on, and which was to decide
my "fate. My meditations did not
last long; Bell came up the walk and
sat down upon an iron chair facing
the bower. She looked paler than
the night before, and spoke very
quietly; but there was something in
íer face that I had never seen before,
and which, tliuugh it made me look
again and again, I could not under-
stand. ,
Presently Milly rushed up, panting
and flushed, her hair loosened from
tin net, and her hat in her baud*
"Oh, Hal!" she cried, leaning
against one of tbe wooden piliars, and
speaking in a great hurry ; • I have
seen your friend ; she's coming here
with her sister, and she told me such
things about you; and: so I took a
short cut over the fields, and nearly
ran over your curate, Bell; h<3 was
going to call at the manor."
I had no gratitude or affection for
Mrs. Vigne. I remembered too well
her story, and Miily's allusion to the
curate was gall and wormwood.
«' So you keep a pet curate, Bell."
I began; *' gossip makes wings, but
you'll scarcely believe I heard of
your curate, as Milly calls him, be-
fore Handed."
"Bell's face flushed, and then grew
deadly pale; but her eyes never
flinched, looking back into mine with
a steady gaze, defiant and yet sad,
and with a something in them that
set me thinking, and kept me so, un-
til scorching breath from my cigar
reminded me sharply of its fleeting
existence. Throwing it down, I
uttered an exclamation of anger, thus
letting of a small bit of my suppressed
indignation anent Bell. Now, it isa
bad plau—one of the very worst, in-
deed—to take an inch of latitude,
when yon are secrelelv angry. I
glanced at Bell, as I spoke, and her
face was cold and quiet.'
'« Has it burnt you 1 said Milly.
"Just enough to ma&e me wiser
for the future," I answered savagely.
•« An old segar is like an old love—
apt to bum out, if kept iong.*' Of
course it was an idotic, meaningless
speech. 1 knew that at once, and
dare not look at Bell's face; so 1
went on.
" Apropos of nothing, Milly. Do
you remember promising to be a wo-
man wheu I came home'i"
" Yes; and have I not kept my
promise ?" said Milly, with a brighter
color in her iace, aad Lereyss turned
away and fixed upon the grey feathei
in Bell's hat.
" So well that I want to keep
mine."
Miily's face turned away a little
more; but I could see a wicked stni!e
hovering about the corners of hei
mouth. There is nothing like un-
certainty to spur a m;oi on; ana
although I bad not tbe slightes.
intention of giving Bell up withou.
making a fight for it, nor was I in
love with Milly, yet, in spite of thest
things, 1 rushed on, until I was a:
good as in for both, and had no.
voices from the house suddenly broker
in npon the silence,-1 scarcely knuv.
what the immediate result might not
have been. As it was, Miiiy pointed
np the lawn, where I saw Mrs. Vigne,
with a very handsome mau by hei
side, at whom she was launching hei
full battery of nods aud wreathed
smiles.
"Bell," whispered Milly, •'she't
got your enrate."
Bell made no reply; but rising,
went to meet ¡he party. I sat still;
and Milly stood watching them with
angry eyes.
" You don't like the grass-widow,
Milly," I whispered.
*' I hate her," was the candid
answer; "and her sister too. I can-
not thiuk how men are such fools as
to believe in women like those."
There was no mure time for more;
Mrs. Vigne was upon us, and eloquent
in her reproachful inuendos, as to my
duplicity in not avowing myself on
board the steamer. She was still
talkiug when Bell interrupted, pre-
senting the curate, as " Mr. Calvert,
my cousin Harry."
Mr. Calvert's eyes met mine as we
made our mutual bows. They were
blue, honest eyes, hiding a depth oi
meaning in the clear light, and utter-
ly incapahle of concealment, in spite
of my preconceived prejudice, I liked
the look of the man, nor had my
liking lessened when we adjourned
to the drawing-room for five o'clock
tea. After which Mrs. Vigne and
sister departed leaving Calvert, who
bad proved blind and deaf to the
hints thrown out suggestive of his
being driven home, stauding beside
me on the door-step, watching the
ponies go down the drive.
Sharp little woman, your Indian
friend," said Calvert, with a queer,
dry smile,
• W omen are utterly incomprehen-
sible from first to lastx" I said, the
ugly feeling springing up.
" What is a woman like V' laughed
Calvert
" False-hearted and ranging,
Unsettled and changing,
What then do van thi.nk tbe Is like 1
l&e a Band! Like a rocM
Like a wheel? Liks a clock t
Ajr, a elcck that in always at strike.
Her head's like tbe island folks tell on,
Which notbiag but monkeys can dwell on;
Her heart's Kke O lemun^so nica ;
She carves lor each lover a slice.
In truth she's to me
Like the wind, like tlie sea,
Whose ravings will hearken to no man.
Lik® a, thief, like—in Uricf--
She's like nothing on earth bat 3 woman."
The curate stayed dinner, and I
still liked him. Not that I felt at all
like the immortal Mr. Toots. My
affections were hy 110 means disin-
terested ; and if lie was really a rival,
I could líate him no doiubt i but then
somehow I could not reconcile Calvert
with my notions of a rival.
•'What a handsome fellow your
curate is," I whispered to Bell as we
joined the girls in the drawingroom-
•' I like him. in spite of Mrs. Vigue's
gOSSlpL. "
" I'm glad of it, Harry ; he deser-
ves to he liked, and gossip does not
deserve to be believed." said she.
Then, when coffee was over, she
walk.d off on to the moonlit lawn
with Calvert, and Milly having van-
ished some time before, I was left to
my meditations, and being idle,
Satan of course kept up his charac-
ter, and found me something to do in
the shape of a thorough resuscitation
of the jealousy wbich bad keen
partially lulled to sleep.
I could see the two figures each
time that they turned at the end of
the terrace, and also that they were
talking earnestly together. 4 envied
him his stalwart figure, his easy,
quiet way, his firm seuse, and the
manner be had of giving it, without
letting it annoy you, or making him
appear pendantic. I did not wonder
at Bell's liking him. He was just
the man to trust in. just the msui to
feel a pride in loving, and to whose
judgment you could look as coming
righ: from an honest heart. I was
horribly jealous, and yet I liked the
man, and almost liked Bell better for
having won such love as his. As 1
lay a-thinkingr Milly glided very
softly into the rooni, and without
seeing me, went np to tbe window.
As the two came opposite, she drew
back with a sharp, angry motion, and
leaning among tbe curtains, stood
there. I could not distlfiguish the
expression of her face ' in-the dusk,
| but I could see that she was watch-
ing with an eagerness that I could
uot account for. *
" Milly," said I, getting up an.i
standing beside her. She started
violently, and tried to piiBh past me.
but I held her fast. Tbe spirit o¡
ihe morning was in me again.
" Milly," I went on, 441 am going t.;
isk yon to keep your promise, made
the night before I went away. You
are a woman now."
*' Yes, consin Hal."
" You know all about the old en-
gagement rnr.de for Bell and n:e ?"
" Yes, cousin Ha!."
" Bell does, not like it. She neve
did. Her cold letters kept me in
ludia. I didn't care if I never cam.
h ¡me, and when 1 did start, the firs
hiug 1 heard was the truth a bom
iliis fellow Cilvert, and how sl e
ibted me. I did not believe it umii
L saw it for myself. 1 aee it .now ;
. o do you. Look there, Milly—
look at tlie:n. B-¡1 likes the cúrale*.-
iittle finger better than my whole
carcase,"
" No Blie doesn't," cried M illy,
passionately; " but he likes her i am.
she goes on in her quiet, heartier
way, till, till—" But Miiiy begai
o cry, and a new light broke upon
me. Suddenly, checking her te-ir¡=.
M illy slid, "You are all wrong aboni
.Jell. She does not show it, as i
would; but 1 believe she loves you
dreadfully."
My heart gave a great throb.
" You don't believe me
" No, Milly dear. It's very kind
of you telling me this; but 1 aui
quite sure you are wrong."
Next day 1 found Bell in the
garden alone, and, figuratively speak
i-.ig, 1 took a header at once. 1 told
Bell 1 saw she did not love me. 1
told her 1 was sorry for my share in
¡he engagement, and that it had been
a miserable, ill-advised schema from
the first.
«• The long and short is, you would
tell me that the enagement is broken/'
-be said, but without looking at me.''
" If you wish it so, Bell."
«' Can you doubt it 1" and rising
¡rom the garden-chair she turned hei
face to me. It was frightfully pale,
and her eyes had the same expres-
sion 1 had seen the day before.
"You are quite free, cousin Harry."
«' Your freedom is more to the pur
pose," said 1, fiercely, half mad with
love, disappointment, and jealousy.
««What do you mean ?"
" Only what you say—that you
are free, Bell, and that 1 am sorry 1
liavj mtevtered so long with your
happiness. Had 1 known tbe truth
soouer, it might have spared me much.
1 was a bliud, ohstinate fool, not to
give in long ago; but, in spite oi
common sense, 1 hoped against hope.
1 thought if you did not love me yet.
another year might make a difference.
It was not your fault, 1 know. You
were cold euough; but 1 loved you
so dearly, I—I—"
" Harry ! Harry!" cried Bell, "do
you know what you are saying ?"
«« Too well," 1 replied, fiercely ;
and then, like a veritable madman, 1
let my tongue loose. 1 told her the
whole story of my life, seeing it with
a new knowledge myself; how I
had learnt to love her, how her cold-
ness had crushed ray Jove until 1
thought it had died out, and how the
story 1 heard in the steamer made it
all blaze forth again.
Bell had bee standing when 1 be-
gan to speak, but long before 1 finish-
ed she was sitting, her eyes flushed
and her hands nervously clasping
and unclasping. As i finished her
eyes rose to mine, and absolutely
startled me, I had never seen such
lights in eyes before* Her whole ex-
pression had changed, and thinking
she might have cloaked her joy, it
only for decency sake. 1 turned
indignantly away. The instant after
a hand was upon my arm.
Xlarry ! Harry ! come back to me.
Are you blind 1 Wout you see that
it was my love; that 1 only wanted i
to let you try if you loved anyon
else 1"
.... coraxRiMW
JOB OFFICÉ.
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We are prepared to execute in ütomotfc
approved modern styles, upon the shortest
notice and at city prices, aO kinds of
SUCHAS
Cards, Band Bill , Posten. CiraJmn,
Legal Blanks, Bill Heads Pamphlet ,
t(e., ¡fe., «rt.
CASH INVARIABLY ON DELIVERY
But 1 need not tell all Bell said,
or how she explained much which—
though probably quite lncid to tho
reader, who, being in the place of a
looker-on, proverbially speaking, Sifea
most of the game—was dark and
inexplicable to me, until Bell put it
to me in the cl ar light of her love.
One thing, however, 1 must add. 1
had bee quite wrong about the
curate, who was in love with Milly all
the time, and who told bis story so
effectually, that. Miiiy believed him.
Thus was fulfilled to the letter tho
old adage— i-
The cursa of the Yeo shall be outran
When Larriiíon'á girl w«li Yeo'
THE END.
Facts and Fanciest
1209 Irish emigrants could not get
passage to United States on the hist
three steamers from Queenstown.
Marquis of Westminister advanced
¿£50,000 for a new paper in London.
Vidal, of the British Legation at
Yeddo, has committed suicide.
' i
A child in Virginia is christened
Andrew, Jackson, Gordon, James*
Buchanan, Raise-The-Flag-And-JTite
i'be-Oanuou, Dobyus.
Cholera abating at Little Bock.
Delegate at Omaha to arrange-
•ranspoitation for a large emigration
¡o Utah from Europe.
Wax doll iu Virginia Memorial Ba-
zaar inscribed 'presented by Julia,
child of the South, daughter of Stone-
wall Jocksou.'
King oí Sweden and Norway con-
ferred oa Erickson, inventor of moni-
ors, the grand cross of tbe Swedish
Jrder of the l'olai Star.
A lady in a liospital reproved a
patient for iaughiuut hei—'Look here
:¡iam, said he, 'you have given me a
.ract on the ti i of dancing when I
■'iucc got both legs shot njf.'
Chicago paper says 'religious cir-
cles are excited over a painful sequel
ro the indiscretions of a too confiding
.vom ai' L^awiog it mild.
Wesley an Methodists are rapidly
merging into other denominations.
A nu;n was shot iu Georgia by a
i'eilow sportsman, wli > mistook his de'-
•oy imiiatious for a real turkey gobble.
3 persons in Maine fined §'<> each<
tor compelling a man to make a public
■ pologv at ihe town hall for express-
'*'o j'O* ^ Lincoln ¡> acsa^iiicitioii.
War material arriving at St. Louis,
ior use agaiust the Indians.
A man died in Paris leaving 20,-
0í)0,00l)f. and Rothschild said, 'l'oor
i'eilow, I thought be bad been in
.•asier circumstances than that.'
Japan officials appear iu European
costume. The anny tony is being rap-
idly reorganized under French officer*
'Why do you look at me so eav-f
Igelv?' 'Beg pardon ; I took you for
ny husband.'
Three Trafalgars could not de-
prive us of naval superiority aaeffect-
■taily as the iron clads of American
have done is the bitter exclamation o€"
Sir Archibald Aliisou at Glasgow.
Sidney Smith being ill his physi-
cian advised him to take a walk upon
an empty stomach.' «Upon whose'
said he.
Connecticut paper has 'Divorces*
between marriages and deaths.
Spiritualist who starved his child ia
in jail at Norwich, a maniac.
Americans itf Paris suspicion res-
taurants supply horse flesh as meat.
Where a looking-glass is French-
men are assembled around it; a fire,
Englishmen, their coat-tails uplifted^
turned elegantly towards it.
An innovation in ladies'dress is the-
introduction of minute silver bells,
keeping up with the motion of the
body a merry tiuimbulation, captiva- •
ting and driving us into musical rap-
tures.
Why can persons canning fruit
stow away more of it than anybody '
else 1 Because they can.
A jealous wife, in Iowa, came np
behind her husband, pulled his head
back, and instead of a kiss poured a
cup of sulphuric acid in his face.
Old clothes are the fashion in Paris
since the strike of the CO,OGO tailors.
Total receipt of the 'conscience'
fund at U. S, Treasury, is £10,000.
The passwords .and answers of
Prince-Frederick Charles to his army •
from Juue 2S to July 1, were, 'follow '
me;* answer, Carl; 'hold him fast;
answer, Louis; 'knock him down; an-
swer, 'Earnest—a connection between
passwords and answers,and the nangbs ,
in the latter refering to Crown Prince
of Prussia, Prince Frederick Charles,
Louis Napoleon and King of Hanover^
Nothing more will be heard of the
injunction cases we judge, the Court
fearing Congress. The test oath and
Milligan cases intimidated an insti-
tution once afraid neither of Congres%/
nor popular opinion.
The lectures of Henry Gile? oa
Shakespeare are human lile in Shakes-
peare, man iu Shakespeare, woman in
Shakespeare, Shakespeare's comio
powers and Shakepeare's personality .
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