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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Wingham Times, 1888-05-25, Page 2r,��1 HE THREAD OF LIFE ; 0R SUNSHINE , .ND SHADE. The village of Whitestrand, on the Suffolk contract beforehand as long as. I live never coeene-stn canis iu a stretch of treeless desert I to shave it." was and is one of the remotest and moat Elsie shaded her eyes with her hand and Primitive sputa to be found anywhere on the shores of N.uglend. Tae railways, running Inland away to the west, have, left it for ages far in the lurot ; and even the two or three Delated roads that converge upon it from surrounding v111%8;34 10841 nowhere. It is, so to speak, an absolute terminus. The World's End Is the whimsical title of the teat house et Whiteatrand. The little river Char that debouches into the sea just b low the church, with its broadestuary from the low stretch of reclaimed and slufoedrained pasture land of wiry gtass that rolls away to the southward. The very name Whitastrand, as old as the days of the Danish invasion of the East Anglian plain, at onoe describes the one striking and noteworthy feature of the en- tire district. It has absolutely no salient point of its own of any sort, except the hard and, firm, floor of pure white sand that ex- tends for miles and miles on either aide of the village. All Whitestrand—what there wasleft of it -belonged to Mr. Wyville Meysey, His family had bought the manor and estate a hundred years before, when the banking firm of Meysey's in the S trend was in the first heyday of its financial glory. Unhappily for him, his particular ancestor, a collateral member of the great house, had•preferred the respectable position of a country clergy- man to •an active share in the big concern in London. From that day forth, the sea had been steadily eating away the Meysey estate, tillvery little was left of it now but salt, marsh and sandhills and swampy pas- ture -lands. Inked out seaward. " I shan't let you talk so any more, Winale," said she, with a vigorous effort, to be aternly authoritative, " It isn't right ; and you know it isn't. The instruotress of • youth must exert her authority. We ought to be as grave as a couple of church owls.—What a funny small sailing boat that is on the sea out yonder l .A regular little tub I So fiat and broad I She's the roundest boat I ever saw in my life, How she dances about like a walnut•ahell on top of the water 1" "Oh, that's the Mud -Turtle!" Winifred oried eagerly, anxious to display her nauti- cal knowledge to the full extent before Elsie, the town -bred governess. " She's a painter's yawl, you know. I've seen her often. She belongs to an artist, a marine artist, who comes this way every summer to sketch and paint mud -banks." "She's Doming in here now, I think," Elsie murmured, half aloud,—"0 no ; she's not; she's gone beyond it, towards the point at Walberswiok." •' That's only to tank," Winifred answer- ed, with conscious pride in her superior knowledge. " She's got to tank booause of the wind, you know. Shell Dome up the creek as soon as she catches the breeze. She'll luff soon.—Look there, now ; they're luffing her. Then in a minute they'll put her about a bit, and taok again for the creek's mouth.—There you are, you see ; she's tacking, as I told you. --,That's the artist, the shorter man in the sailor's jersey. He looks like a common A.B. when he's cot up so in his seafaring clothes ; but when you hear him speak, you can tell at once by his voice he's realty a gentleman, I don't know who the second man is, though, the tall man in the tweed suit—he's not the one that generally comes—that's Mr. Potts. But, oh, isn't he handsome? I wonder if they're going to sail close alongside. ` I do hope they are. The water's awfully deep right in by the poplar here. If they turn up the creek, they'll run under the roots just below us.—They seem to be making signs to us now.—Why, Elsie, the man in the tweed suit's waving his hand to you 1" Elsie's face was crimson to look upon. As the instructress of youth, she felt herself distinctly discomposed. "It's my cousin," she cried, jumping up in a terror of excite- ment and waving back to him eagerly with her tiny handkerchief. " It's Hugh M,as- ainger 1 How very delightful 1 He must have come down by sea with the painter." "They're going to run in just oloso by the tree," Winifred exclaimed, quite exrtted also at the sudden apparition of 'the real live poet. "0, Elsie doesn't he just look poetical 1 A man with a face and eyes like that couldn't help writ- ing poetry, even if he didn't want to. He must be a friend of Mr. Ralf's I suppose. What a lovely, romantic, poetical way to come down from London—tossing about at sea in a glorious breeze on a wee bit of a tub like that funny little Mud Turtle 1" By this time, the yawl, with the breeze in her sails, had run rapidly before the wind for the mouth of the river, and was close upon them by the loots of the poplar. As it neared the tree, Hugh stood up on the deck, bronzed and ruddy with his three days' yachting, and called out cheerily in a loud voice : " Hillo, Elsie, this is something like a welcome 1 We arrive at the port, after a stormy passage on the high seas, and are met at its mouth by a deputation of the leading inhabitants. Shall we take you on board with your friend at once, and carry you up the rest of the way to White - strand ?" It was Tuesday when Hugh Messinger and Warren Rolf set sail from the Tower on their voyage in the Mud -Turtle down the crowded tidal Thames ; on Thursday horn• ing, two pretty girls sat together on the roots of an old gnarled poplar that overhung the exact point where the Char empties it- eelf into the German Ocean. The White - strand poplar, indeed, had formed for three centuries a famous landmark to seafaring Men who coast round the inlets of the East- ern Counties. The elder of the two girls who sat to- gether picturesquely on this natural rustic seat was dark and handsome, and so like Hugh Messinger himself in face and feature, that no one would have had much diffi malty in recognizing her for the second cousin of whom he had spoken, Elsie Challoner. Her expression was more earn- est and serious, to be sure, than the London poet's; her type of beauty was more tender and true ;. but she had the same large melt- ing pathetic eyes, the same melancholy and ohiselled mouth, the same long black wiry hair, and the same innate grace of bearing and manner in every movement as her dis- tinguished rela'ive. The younger girl, her pupil, was fairer and shorter, a pretty and delicate blonde of eighteen, with clear blue eyes and:wistful mouth, and a slender but dainty girlish are~:"' They sat hand in hand on oots of the tree, half over- arche , y its hollow funnel, looking out er over the low flat sea, whose fresh breeze blew hard in their faces, with the delicious bracing coolness and airiness petal• iar to the shore of the German Ocean. There is: no other air in all England to equal that strong air of Suffolk ; it seems to blow right through and through one, and to brush away the dust and smoke of town from all one's pores with a single whiff of its clear bright purity. "How do you think your cousin'11 come, Elsie!" the younger girl asked, twining her straw hat by its strings carelessly in her hands. " t expect he'll drive over in a carriage from haw's from the Almundham Statism." " I'm sure I don't know, dear," the elder and darker answered with a smile. " But how awfully interested you seem to be, Wini- thank you ; it's ever so kind of you, Hugh ; fres, in this celebrated cousin of mine 1 but we're here in our own grounds, you What a thing it is for a man to be a poet 1 know already.—This is Miss Meysey, Win- nifred Meysey ; Winnie, this is my cousin Hugh, dear. Now you know one another. —Hugh, I'm so awfully glad to see you l" with an unexpected twirl, sbruek her wrist a smarb blow, and made her drop the hat with a cry of pain into the river. Tide was en the ebb; and almost before they had time to see what had happened, the bat had floated on the swift stream far out of reach, and was oareering hastily in circling eddies en its way seaward, ,Hugh Messinger wee too good an actor, and too gcod a swimmer into the bar - gam, tolet slip such a splendid opportun- sty for a bit of cheap and effeotive theatri• cal display, The eyes of Europe and of Elsie were upon him --not to men• tion the unknown young lady, who, for aught he knew to the contrary, might perhaps turn out to be a veritable heiress to the manor of Whitestrand, In a second he had taken off his out and boots—sprung light• lyto the further deili of the hfud•Tur le, and taken a header in his knickerbockers and stockings and flannel shirt into the muddy water. In nothin;; does a handsome man look handsomer than in knickerbockers and flannels. The tide was setting strong in a fierce stream round the corner of the tree, and a few stoat strokes, made all the stouter by the consoiousues of an admiring trio of spectators, brought the eager swimmer fairly abreast of the truant het inmid•current. He grasped it hastily in his outstretched hand, waved i, with a flourish high above hia head, and gave it a twist or two of playful triumpn, alt wet and dripping, in his grace- ful fingers, before he turned. An aot of daring is nothing if not gracefully or master- fully performed. And then he wheeled round to swim back to the yawl again. In that, however, he had reckoned clearly without his host. The water proved, in fact, a most inhospitable entertainer. Hand over hand, he battled hard agai.tst the rapid current, tying the recovered hat loosely around ,his neck by its ribbon strings, and striking out vigorously with his cramped and trammelled lege in the vain effort to stem and breast the rush- ing water. After thirty or forty strokes, he looked in front of him casually, and saw, to his surprise, not to say discomfiture, that he was farther away from the yawl tban ever. This waildistressing—this was even ignominious ; to any other man than Hugh Maesinger, it would indeed have been actually alarming. He only thought to him• self how ridiculous and futile he must needs look to that pair of womankind in having attempted with so light a heart a feat that was utterly beyond his utmost powers, Elsie's heart came up into her mouth. She would have given the world to be able to ory out cordially : " 0 Hugh, that'd be just lovely ; " but propriety and . a sense of the duties of her position compelled her instead to answer in a set voice : " Well, You've talked of nothing else the whole morning." Winifred laughed. " Cousins are so very rare in this part of the country, you see," she said aploogetically. " We don't get sight of a• cousin, you know—or, for the matter of that, of any other male human being, erect upon two legs,and with a beard on his face—twice in a twelve-month. A. ee live young man in a tourist suit is quite a rarity, I declare, nowadays.—And then a poet too 1 I never in my life set eyes yet upon a gennine, allswool, unadulterated poet. v ' .Anetyon say he's handsome, extremely hand- some - "Winifred 1 Winifred 1 you naaghty, bad girl 1" Elsie laughed out, half in jest and half in earnest, " moderate your trans- ports. You've got no sense of propriety in you, I do believe =- and no respect for your instructress'sdignity either. I oughtn't to let you talk on like that.—But as it's only Hugh, Winnie, like my own brother," " What a jolly name -Hugh 1" Winifred cried enthusiastically. "It goes so awfully well together, too, Hugh Masain er. There's a great deal in names goiug welt together. I wouldn't marry a man called Adair, now, Elsie, or O'Dowd, either, not if you were to pay me for it (though why you should pay me, I'm sure 1 don't know), for Winnifred • Adair doesn't sound a bit nide ; and yet Elsie Adair goes just beautifully. Wini' Fred Challoner—that's not bad, either. Three ealliables,with the ascent on the first. Winifred Massinger-that sounds very well too best of all, perhaps, I shouldn't mind Wearying a man namedMessinger." "Other things equal, Elsie put in laugh- ing. "Oh, of oeuvre hemuebhave amoustache," Winifred went on in quite a serious voice. " Even if a man was a poet, and was call- ed Messinger, and had lovely oyes, and could sing like a nightingale, but hadn't a moustache• --a beautiful, long, wiry, blank motiataehe, like the curate's. at Snade—I wouldn't for the world so much as look at hurt. No elose-shaven young man need apply. I insist upon a moustache as abao. lately indispensable. Not red : red Is quite inadmissible, If over I marry—and I sup, pest 1 shall have to, some day, to please I shall lay it down AS a fixed point ha the settlements, or whatever you esti them, that inyr husband mutt have a black ;eaottsteohe, end mutt bind hlmaelof down by Vanity is a mighty ruler of men. If Hugh Messinger had stopped there till he died, he would never' have called aloud for help. Better peace with honour, on the damp bed of a muddy stream, than the shame and sin of confessing one's self openly beaten in fair fight by a mere insignificant tidal river. It was Elsie who first recognised the straits he was in—for though love is blind, yet love is sharp-eyed—and cried out to Warren Relf in an agony of fear : " He can't got back 1 The stream's too much for him !—Quick ! quick 1 You've not a moment to lose 1 Put about the boat at once and save him 1" With a hasty glance, Relf saw she was right, and that Hugh was unable to battle successfully with the rapid current. He turned the yawl's head with all speed out- ward, and took a quick took to get behind the baffled swimmer and intercept him, if possible, on his way toward the sea, whither he was now so quickly and helplessly drift- ing. (To BE CONTINUED ) Who'll/heat OW. Crop reports received by the New York Herald last week from various parts of the United States indioete that there will be a very large shortage this year in the supply of winter wheat. All over the country the season is from three to four weeks late, In moat localities the lack of warm rains baa retarded growth, while ip Minnesota the oold rains and snow of last week have had an equally injurious effect, at the same time preven lug the farmers from proceeding with their spring seeding operation, In. the four Central States—Ohio, Mioligan, Indiana and Illinois—which have produoed forty-one per cent, of the winter wheat in the United States during the last five years, the situation is serious. The Oinoinnati Price Current, which is a recognized author- ity on the subjeot, estimates that the pro• duction of these states will not exceed 80,• 000,000 bushels, against 132,000,000 bushels lent year. In other sections also—among them California—the outlook, though not so bad, is unfavourable. The meet careful estimates place the total lhort- age of winter wheat throughout the country at about thirty per cent., while the indica+ tions are that there will be a considerable decrease iu the aoreage of spring wheat. In Manitoba seeding is progressing favour- ably. List year's acreage will be increased somewhat, but for reasons with which the North West farmer is well acquainted no predictions can be made as to the probable yield of the harvest. Spring is from three to four weeks late in this province, and, while the fall wheat has suffered severely thereby, seeding has also been greatly delayed. The general outlook for this continent, therefore, is not a bright one, especially as the antici- pated shortage is not likely to have much effect on prices. With bountiful crops in the other great producing areas of the world and increased facilities for getting them to the great markets, variations in the American surplus product have little influ- ence over prices in Liverpool. Celery Growing. In her prize essay on celery, in Vick's Magazine, Mrs. C. H. Root, of Bepon, \7is., recommends the following method fox prepar- ing for and cultivating the Drop : 1. Send where you will be sure and get good seed. 2. Prepare a seed -bed out of doors, in a sheltered situation. You will get your plants early enough by so doing, for they grow much faster and are stronge r than when grown in a hot bed. 3. Sprinkle the bed often to keep it moist, and whet. the young plants are about three inches high transplant them into rows put- ting them about one foot apart. Warren Relf turned the bow toward the tree, and ran the yawl close alongside till her tiny taffrail almost touched the roots of the big poplar. " That's better," he said.— " Now, Messinger, introduce us. You do it like a Lord Chamberlain, I know." You won't come up with us, then, Miss Challoner ? " asked Hugh. Elsie bent her head. " We mustn't," she said candidly, "though I own 1 should like it. It's so very long since I've seen you, Hugh. Where are you going to stop in the village ? You must come up this very afternoon to see me." Hugh bowed a bow of profound acquies- cence. " If you say so," he answered with less languor than his wont, " your will is law. We shall certainly come up. --I suppose I may bring myoldfriend with me—the owner and skipper of this magnificent and luxus- loos vessel?—Wove had the most delightful passage down, Elsie. I never in my life felt anything like it. The blood of the old Soakings comes upin my veins, and I've been rhyming " viking " and " liking," and " Striking " and "diking" over since we got well clear of the London Bridge, till this present moment. —I shall write a volume of Sonnets of the Sea, and dedicate them duly to yore --end Miss Meysey:" 4. When the plants have become stalky, have a trench about one foot deep, put into it equal parts of wood ashes and good, rich dressing and rioh black soil, and work all together with a hoe. 2 Set plants about four or five inches apart and be sure to straighten out the root and press the soil firinly around them. 6. Sprinkle the roots enough to keep them fresh till they are firm in their places, and then give them all the water you have e mind to ; the more the better. 7. When you have grown enough to oause the leaves to lie over, hill up the stalk enough to hold them erect. Continue the hoeing process at intervals of two weeks, all summer ; be careful to do it when the weather is dry, and in the afternoon when the dew is off. Be sure when hilling to hold the stalks together to prevent the soil from getting into the heart of the plant. 8. Such portions as you wish for early celery bank to the top by the 1st of Sep. Umber. For winter use bank the top from the first to the middle of October, -w.ei••- Senl41'or Voorhee oto Senator gThe rude simplioity of Republican man. ners was strikingly illustrated during the sane which occurred in the United States Senate the other day. Senator Ingalls °hose the occasion to make an attack on the Demooreta and singled out Senator Voorhees for a special tirade of vituperation, The t ensas Senator deolared that the Brea - dent's election had been brought about by fraud, thatthe solid South was atilt in arms, aad that the Democratic) leaders were rebels. and traitors, Mr, Cleveland, he said, had been counted into elfin by a partnership between footpads and sneak•thieves, be• tween Dick Turpin and Uriah Seep. He accused Sonator Voorhees of being disloyal and of being a Knight of the Golden Cirole, In the middle of Senator Voorhees' reply Mr. Ingalls interrupted by enquiring bland- ly if the soldiers of Indiana had not threat. ened to hang him once on a time. An inter- change of choice epithets then occurred, "dirty dog," "liar," "infamous sooun. drel," being some of the terms applied. Senator Voorhees oharaoterized the chargee as "putrid, foul, despicable lies," and said he Spurned them, spat upon them and kick. ed them from him, The situation was red - bot for a time, but the irate belligerents finally subsided and the Senate adjourned to talk over the matter. The Chicago Her- ald of the following clay, in commenting on the occurrence, referred to Senator Ingalls as a " reptilian blatherskite representing the rottenest political society in the United States." The In eckenzle River Region. In moving the adoption of the report of the Committee on the Resources of the Mackenzie River Basin, Senator Schultz contributed some information and sugges• tiona not contained in the report. He advo- cated the leasing of the barren grounds, and also about 200,000 square miles of lightly - wooded country to the south and west to some fur trading company, who would, as in the case of the Alaska Fur Company, pay the Government for the lease and consent to a limitation of the numbers to be taken an- nually of some of the more easily killed fur• bearing animals. He pointed out the noes sity for the preservation of the wood buffalo, partly beoause they were the last remains of a speoies nearly extinct throughout the world and spoke of the great value in cros- sing them with domestic cattle, the progeny resulting only needing about one month of stabling and being well suited for the vast pastoral area of the country. Their flesh is not only good but some thought better than that of the domestic animal and their hide or robe heir g worth separately more than the whole value of the domestic animal. He stated the revenue that the United States derived from the leasing of pertain rights to the Alaska Far Company to be about $600,000 and argued that as Alaska only cost them 7,200,000 that we might expeot to derive a revenue from our Northern region, which, Weider; being nearly ten times as great in extent, was richer in all fur bearing animals, with the exception of the fur seal and set otter. It also pos. sensed mineral. wealth "nd timber ranges far exceeding those of Alaska. As for Winifred, with a red rose spreading over all her face, she said nothing ; but twirling her hat still in her hand, she gazed and gazed open eyed, and almost open- mouthed—except that an open mouth is se very unbecoming—upon the wonderful stranger With the big dark eyes, who had thus dropped down from the clouds upon the manor of Whitestrand. "I'll put her in nearer," Warren Hell said quietly, after a few urinates, glancing with mute admtration at Elsie's beautiful face and slim figure. -We'll lie by here for half an hour, Hugh, and if you prefer it, I'll put you ashore, and you can walk up through the srounds of the Hall, while I navigate the hip to the Pisherman's Ueda, up yonder at Whitestrand," As he spoke, he put ever the boom for a moment, to lay her in nearer to the recite of the tree. It was an unlucky movement. Winnifred was sitting oloaeto thswater edge with her hat in her hand, dan dangling over the side rhe boom, flapping suddenly in the wind The Chicago Tribune recently published a summary of about 200 reports received by prominent grain shippers at representative points thoughout the principal corn and winter wheat Statesshowing surplus of i wheat, corn and oats n store and in farmers' hands as compared with the same time last year, and aoreage and condition of the wheat winter Drop. The winter wheat re- ports shown for the entire'seetion covered a surplus in store and in farmers' hands of 70 Ten gent., acreage 95 per cent. and condition 68 1.2per cent. as compared with the same last year. The estimated shortage reported in Il lints and Indiana alone would amount to 43,000,000 bushels. The reports on corn for the entire section covered show amount in store and cribs at stations, as compared with last year, 48 per cent. and surplus in farmers' hands 60 per cent. Oats in store at stations 72 1.2 per cent. and surplus in farmers' hands 85 per gent. A Newfoundland clergyman, praying for sealers on their departure, offered up this touching petition :--" Forbid, 0 Lord, that any seals should be brought 'within their reach on the Sabbath day lest they should be tempted to transgress ; but if they should be brought in contact with them on that day, Thou knowest the weakness of our poor fallen nature, and also how poor they ate and how many hungry °nee there are at home, and should they take seals, mercifully orgfve." Unimaginable Gulfs of Space. The great Lick telescope, although not yet in full working order, has demonstrated its siulaerior power by its clear presentation of objects located in the solar system, and its discoveries in the indefinitely more remote stellar universe. Its lest performance is said to be the discovery of suns, infinitely remote, in that great gulf of the sky whioh, because it has proved to be so empty to all other tel escopee, has been called, derisively, " the hole in the sky." Mr. Boutwell once wanted to see Andrew Johnson shot out through that "hole in the sky"—never dreaming the al- leged hole was occupied by a universe of suns, many of which, very likely, are bigger than ours, and all of which probably have their own systems of attendant planets. Suns so remote that their light, flashing through the star depths at the rate of 187, 000,000 miles per second, takes a thousand years to reach. our world, may well have re- mained hitherto unseen, buried in fathomless space. It takes a fraction over eight minutes for the sun's light to roach the earth, but the sun is only 92,000,000 miles distant. It it is useless for the mind to try to grasp, in a "realizing sense," even such distances as ninety-two millions of miles. As to the shoroless depths of outer space, peopled as it may be to all infinity with circling suns and systems, nothing less than eternity for alt mental development would serve to qualify human minds even approximately to grasp the mighty reality.—[Hartford Times. Cheap Slaves for Canada. The Times of April 27 contains a report of the•procecdings of the London Conference in connection with the National Association of Certified R3formatory and Industrial Schools, from wifich it appears that amongst the papers read was one by Mr. James Ran- kin, M.P., containing the following state- ment: " Great success hag attended the emigra- tion of children to Canada. A great num- ber had been emigrated to that country, and the failure had been less than eight per cent. The cost of keeping a child in the workhouse et the present time was about £9 per annum, and in an industrial school about £17 per annum, whereas that child could be fitted out and sent to Canada and place& in a good situation at a cost of £15 only." Mr. Rankin contended, therefore, thatsend- ing them to Canada was" the cheapest meth- od of dealing with waifs and strays." The Times of April 28 contains the testimony of Mr. Hedley, a Poor Law inspeotor in Lon- don, given before a select committee of the House of Lords, on the subject of pauperism. Here again it was stated that the deporta- tion of pauper children to Canada was" a very cheap method of dealing with the ques- tion." But why do these philanthropists and officials, all of whom no doubt mean well, put out of sight the probable conse- quence to Canada of this system ? Has Mr. Carling nothing to say in the matter. Appearances are Deceitful. "Um! Yes t Singular 1" he said, as he stood at the cashier's desk in the restaurant and felt in his pockets. " Been robbed, I suppose ?" sneered the cashier. "Perhaps. Let's see. Did I change my pantaloons?" "Oh, of course 1" " 1 guess I did, and left all my money in the other pair." " Say, that's too old to go down here, mister 1 I want six ,y cents!" "Yes—yes, but you see—" " 1 see a dead beat, who'll get a good kicking if he doesn't hand over the cash ?" " Mercy 1 But you don't take me for a dead beat, I hope 1" " Sixty cents 1" " But I've left my money." " Sixty cents, or you'll get the bounce!" " 'I'll;go out and borrow it." " Oh, no 1 Hand it over, or the kicker will take oharge of you." "Let's see ! Did I change my clothes?' Yes, I did. But—"' " No buts about it'! I want sixty cents!" "But I must have slipped come money in my hind pocket. Ah 1 so I did, and here it is," And he fished up a great wad, tossed the cashier a $50 bill, and while waiting for his change shook hands with two backers and drew his check for $5,000 to settle a real estate transaction. The cashier is still in bed, and the dootor says it is a very serious case.—[Detroit Free Press. Col. Ingersoll's Logic Assailed In the current number of the North Ameri- can Review Mr. Gladstone replies to the he- terodox assertions of the distinguished American infidel, Col. Robert Ingersoll. Mr. Gladstone takes the ground that the Darwi- nian theory of evolution, so far from invali- dating the truth of revelation as given in the Scriptures, is entirely in harmony with it. He, moreover, defends the ethics of the Old Testament and the actions and teaching of the early prophets. He assails the login of Col. Ingersoll, and olafms that it is not a sufficient objection to the truths of spiritual phenomena we cannot put to the test of in. dividual experience to say " I do not know." The whole subjeot is treated by the ex -Pre• inter of England in a suggestive and most reverential manner, A Woman's Charms soon leave her, when she becomes a victim to any one of the various disorders and pe - culler "weaknesses" that are peculiar to the fair sex. The condition of tens of thou- sands of women to -day is pitiable in the ex- treme ; they are weak, bloodless creatures, a prey to mental anguish and bodily pain ; in a word, "broken-down," from any one of numerous causes. To this unhappy multi- tude we strongly urge the use of Dr. Pierce's Favorite Prescription, an infallible, world -famed remedy, for all " female" irre- gularities and "weaknesses," and which restores the worst sufferer to vigorous health, and reinvests her with all the charms of figure, face and complexion, that receive such willing homage from man. The barber who dressed the head of a bar- rel has been engaged to fix up the looks of a canal. A Ship that Will Not Sink. " One oondition laid down in the contract by the company was that the now liner should be unsinkable. This ie a brave gua• rantee on the part of the builders of a groat ocean steamer, even in this extremely soten- tifio age.. The ship thus warranted is the City of New York, a new °bean boat of the huge capacity of 30,600 tone built by Messrs. Thomson, Clydebank, Glasgow, to the or. der of the Inman company. It is Not Unlawful. Cungresa has enacted no law to restrain a person from going about in a badly con• stipeted condition, or with a distreesing sick headache, rush of blood to the head, bad taste in the mouth, bilious complaint, or any kindred difficulty ; but the laws of health and comfort will suggest to any one ao afflict- ed the wisdom of hastening to the nearest drupelet for a 25•cent vial of Dr. Pierce's Pleasant Purgative Pellets—the mostpotent of remedies for all disorders of the liver, stomach and bowels, Purely vegetable, pleasant to take, and perfectly herniae. Why are mosquitoes the most religious of insects? Because they first sing over you and then pray on you. $500 Reward is offered, by the manufacturers of Dr. Sage's Catarrh Remedy for a ease of catarrh. which they cannot cure. This remedy euros by its mild, soothing, cleansing, and healing. properties. Only 50 cents, by druggists, Principal Deaoon—" Now, l3rudder John. sing, does yo' b'lieve in open or close cone. munyun,sah ?" Canidate (diplomatidally, not knowing the deacon a views)•- Well, some likes it open, and some closed; but f°, me, T says, leave it ajar,"