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The Wingham Times, 1885-10-16, Page 7The Collier's hying Child, The oottage was a thatohedi one, tis outside old and mew ; Yet everything within that cot was wondrous neat and clean ; The night was dark and etormy,-.-the wind was blow- ing wild ;— A, patient mother sat beetle the deathbed of bar obild,— A little, worn out creature—his once bright eyes grown dim; It was a Collier's only child—they called him " Little Jiro" And oh i to see the briny tears tact flowing down h r obeek, Ae she offered up a prayer in thought I She was afraid to speak, Lest she might woken one she loved tar dearer than her life ; For the had all a mother's ht art that wretched Col- lier a wife. With hands uplifted, see, she kneels beards the suf. ferer's bad And prays that God will spare her boy and take her- self instead ; She gets her answer from the child—soft fell these words from him— "Mothers I the mantle do so smile, and beckon Little " I have no pain, dear mother, now ; but, oh, I am so dry ; "Just moisten poor Jlm's line once more ; and mother do not ory 1 With gentle, trembling haste, she held a tea oup to his lips— He smiled to thank her—then he took three tiny sips. "Tell father when becomes from work' I mid "good alight' to him ; " And, mother, now I'll go to sleep,"—Alas, poor little Jim 1 She saw that he was dying I the and she loved eo dear Had utter'd the Last words she'd ever wished to hear. The cottage door ie opened—the Collier's step Is heard ; The father and the mother meet, but neither speak a word He telt that all was over.. he knew tho child was dead I He hod the Dandle in his hand, and stood beside the o Hie quivering lip gave token of the gr'et he'd fain conceal; And see, the mother joins him 1 the etrleken couple kneel ; With Warts lowed down by sorrow they humbly ask of Him In heaven, onoe more that they niay meet their own poor " little Jim I" A TERRIBLE TRAGEDY. By the Author of " THE FLOWER GIRL," "LOVELY LADY LYNIIIIRST," &o., &c, CHAPTER VII. The little village of Midhurst was thrown into the wildest state of excitement and oonfueion when the tragical fate of Captain Braithwaite became known. As is usual in such circumstances+, the most strange rumours gained currency, and the widow Lane drove a roaring trade, only dividing the honours with the landlord of the Gray Parrot, during the few days prior to the one fixed for the Coroner's inquest ; but, wild and improbable as those conject- ures were, they all fell short of the truth. " It's only just what might have been ex- pected 1" Meg Smith declared, with a scorn- ful toes of her untidy head. " I al'ays said no good'd come of her gallivantin' about wi' her betters ; and now my words 'ave comp true." "Ay, poor lass ; but it was hard for her if the man made a fule of her. I've heard say as how the Capt'in Gould be awful fas- oinatin' when he chose, and it's not surprised I am if he turned the gal's head 1" one good- natured dame deolared. " Pooh 1 ' rejoined Meg, who appeared to be in one of her most vindictive moods. "She'd been warned often enough, but she was too grand for poor folks like us, and was al'ays a -hankering after 'igh folks. I dare say"—with a harsh laugh—" it did make her feel a bit mad when she found the Capt- 'in meant nothin' fir all his soft words ; and then to think that she, who was suoh a stuck-up piece of goods, should actually have killed the Capt'in ! I declare it makes me feel quite creepy when I think of it 1" "Stay 1 "interrupted a deep voice at this point. "It would be well, Meg Smith, not to say things you cannot prove, or you may be getting your self into trouble. No one has a right to accuse Dolly Jarvis of any evil deed yet." " Oh it's you, Tom Larkins, is it ?" queri- ed Meg, with a little disdainful shrug of her shouldere. " Of course we all know you would stand by Dolly, even if she had com- mitted murder 1' A dark red flush rose to the young man's forehead. "No one who deserves the name of man or woman would strike another in the dark 1" he cried hotly. "Dolly Jarvis ought not to be condemned unheard and—and she is too ill at this moment to defend herself or to ex- plain matters." " Ay, ay I" " That's right, my boy I" "Tom say's the truth 1" And the little group, who evidently sympathised with the young smith, gather- ed closer around him. " Do you say she is ill ? " questioned widow Lane anxiously. "Shalt I step around and see her ? " "N -o, thank you 1" Tom answered, a little confusion apparent in hie manner. "I beg your pardon," he added quickly ; But I know she does not wish to be disturbed;; *find Adam will admit no one." "Of course not 1 " Meg sniffed spitefully. "It wouldn't do to have any eavesdroppers about now I ' There was a general cry of "Shame, shame ! " But Meg stood her ground "Oh, you may pretend to be shocked, if you like 1" she said. "But, for all that, I know you all think you as I do, that Dolly Jarvis killed the Capt'in out of jealousy 1 " And, before any one could answer this bold challenge, the girl had stalked off, leaving a decidedly unoo;nfortuble impression behind hsr, and now the Coemeer called the first witness, Joe Smith, As be stepped forward, more than one noticed the dark minister look on his brow, " Tell us all you know about the sad af- fair," f- fair" the Coroner, a neighbouring Squire and an old friend of the Braithwaites, oom- manded, as Joe stood twisting his cap, and never raising his eyes from the ground, Thus adjured, he cleared his throat several times, and then began. " Well, sir, I had been doing a day's work at the Hall--" " I believe you are employed as under - gardener there?" interpolated the Coroner. " Yea, sir, and I'd stayed rather late ; there was some decorations being flniehed owing to the ball as was to come off in the evening. While I was busy cutting flowers in one of the conservatories, I sees the Capt - 'in Dome out of the house and go across the park, That was about a quarter of an hour before I left. Well, sir, I walked rather slowly, for I was tired, and I'd forgot all about the Capt'in, and I'd got half -way aoross the pine -wood, when 1 heard the awfullest shriek ; it made my blood run cold, and then there came another cry, and I went as fast as I could in the direction the sound came from. When I got to Giant's Hollow, I stood still and listened, for I could see nothing, although the moon was shining, and it was as light as day. As I was a staring about me, I heard a woman's sobs; and then it flashed upon me quite midden some one had fallen over into the Hollow ; so I peeped over the rocks, and euro enough I saw two people--" Joe paused, and for the first time glanoed round. By this time he was beginning quite to rel- ish the position he occupied, for every one was listening to his story more or less eager- ly. " Well ? " queried the Coroner sharply, seeing that Joe made no attempt to proceed with his narrative. " You might 'ave knocked me down wi' a feather," Joe said then impressively, " for sure ennugh I knew those two to be the young Cept'in and Dolly Jarvis." There was a breathless silence now, as the under - gardener went on, speaking slowly and dis- tinctly—"Whilst I was thinking what a queer thing it was, and cf all the tales l'd heerd about the--" " Stop ! " interrupted the Coroner at this point. " Confine yourself to the subject in hand. What happened next? You said you recognised the two persons in the ravine," " Yes," Joe said, a trifle sulkily at not being allowed to air his spite, which he had come Cully prepared to do, for he was still smarting under Dolly's refusal and the pom• mailing he had received from her father. " Yee," he repeated, "I couldn't be off knowing 'em ; the Capt'in he lay all of a heap like, and Dolly was sitting on the ground with his head on her lap. ' Dolly,' I calls out, ' what is it ?' And then she looks up: ' It's—oh, Joe, oome here 1' she anawered. ' Captain Braithwaite is very much hurt, I fear,' I didn't wait to hear more; but I clambered down the rocks where they're not quite so steep, and in a minute 1 was beside Dolly. I seed how it was with the Cept'in at the fleet glance. ' He's dead 1' I said, ' How did it happen ?' Oh. no, no ; he can't be dead !' Dolly Dried out.; and then she turned as white as a sheet. 'We must get help,' she said then, staggering to her feet. ' You stay with him, while I go for Doctor Seymour.But I naught hold of her hand. ' Stop, Dolly,' I said ; ' you can trust me—I want to know who did it 1' ' My !.You should have seen her then 1 I'd had my suspicions all along, and now I was more convinced I was right than ever. She just dropped like a stone at my feet, and, if you'll tielievo me, gen'l'men, I really thought she died of fright ; but abe came round after a minute or two, and, when I aeked her the same question, she drew herself up and said i he would explain everythieg to the proper peoele at the pro- per time. 'Very well,' says I ; ' then I tell you straight I believe you killed the Capt'in yourself, all along of---.'.' But, before I could finish, she had flown off like one be- witched," " And what did you do then ?" question- ed the Coroner drily, as Joe paused for want of breath. " Why, I didn't like to leave the poor gen'1'man, and he not dead, perhaps, after all ; and so I stayed awhile ; and then Doetor Seymour came." e Some one here leaned forward and whispered a few words to the Coroner, who nodded his head once or twice and regarded Joe thoughtfully for a few moments. "I believe you aspired tc marry Dolly Jarvis, and she had refused your offer. Was this so ? " he asked, after that brie; pause. Joe fidgeted uneasi.y, colouring to the roots of his hair ; then he answered evasive - There had been whisperings, and mutter- ings, shaking of heads and uplifting of hands; but, until Meg gave utterance to those words, no one had dared to speak his or her thoughts. Now, however, the ioe once broken, it soon became an aooepted feet with ignorant folks that Dolly had really killed the young officer. But the excitement reached its climax when the day fixed for the ineuost dawned, In the grand old dining -room at the Hall, with its oak panelling and sombre oak fur- niture, thet lvo good mon and true were ere assembled to consider the oironmstanoes at- tending Certain Braithwaito's death, They had viewed the body in the adjoining roam; next name was called—Dully Jarvis ; but, instead of the girl ap Dearing, Adam Jarvis ate ped forward. Yes, it was the black- smith ; but he looked strangely unlike the individual who had knooked Joe Smith down, There were many whispered com- mente on his appearance ; his formerly erect igute was bent, his once jovial face was gloomy and worn --almost haggard, " It's just broken his heart, any one can see that." " He'll never get over the dia- gram)," " She was the very light of his old eyes," observed some on the onlookers, sotto voce," " My daughter is lying dangerously ill," Adam affirmed, in answer to a question from the Coroner ; " she is not quite herself, and —and unable to give evidence to -day." " Who is attending her ?" " Doctor Seymour." "Adam is right," said that gentleman, when an appeal wail male to him to confirm this statement. " Dolly Jarvis is suffering from brain -fever, and, when I saw her this morning, she was quite delirious, I think it would be useless to adjourn the inquest for her appearance, as, to judge from the present state of her health, it may be many weeks before she would be able to give evi- dence." Adam oast a curious glance at the Doctor, and gave a sigh of relief, or something akin to it, as he heard this deoision. His wand- ering thoughts were recalled by the Coroner, " It is muoh to be regretted," that gentle- man observed, "that the moat important witness la the case should be enable to at- tend ; but, from what Doctor Seymour says, I see no alternative but to proceed with the examination of the few remaining witness- es." Adam Jarvis then stated that he had gone to Doctor Seymour's house on the evening in question, having previously learnt from old Sue that his daughter was out, He had returned about nine o'olock and found that she was still away. Sue had let him in, and he had then sent her off to bed, saying that he would Bit up for Dolly himself, The old woman corroborated her master's testimony, adding that she had understood from Dolly that she was going to have a chat with widow Lane ; but she supposed the child was tempted by the beauty of the night to take a walk. It was a favorite stroll of hers through the pine -wood, Sue's eyes sought Adam's with a half trumphant expression as she turned away ; but the blacksmith's ohin had fallen upon his breast, and he was staring fixedly on the ground, The blacksmith, recalled and cross-ex- amined, admitted, with evident reluctance, that he had only that day heard from Joe Smith some scandal concerning his daughter and the deceased; and, on hie return home, after leaving Doctor's Seymour's, he had sent Sue to bed because he wished to speak to Dolly on the subject when she carne in. How long did ha wait up for his daughter? It was close upon midnight when she ar rived ; she had seemed unlike herself, and, as was natural, was much upset by the ac- cident to Captain, Braithwaite. He had understood that the latter had had a fall ; but Dolly had not been very explicit about it, and he had decided that it would be use - lees to question her in her the state of mind. On the following morning however she was so ill that Doctor Seymour was called in, and that gentleman had been attending her ever sin ee. ly— " Her father, Adam Jarvia, thought it 'ud be a good match for us both," " Answer my question—did you at any time ask Dolly Ja`rvis to be your wife, and did she refuse ?" "I—yes, sir," admitted Joe reluctantly, mindful of the jeers such an avowal would expose him to from his companions. " And you and the father had words about it, and Adam Jarvis knocked you down ? ' pursued the Coroner relentlessly, " Well, he did take me uos'tvaroe ; and, if I'd done as 1 ought to a done, I'd have had him up for an assault," Joe said lamely. " That will do. Call the next witness." That was Doctor Seymorr. He deposed briefly to being summoned on tho night in queetion to attend Captain Braithwaite. It was Dolly Jarvis herself who canto for him, and she accompanied him to the epot where the young ctftoer lay. She had appeared quite calm, and, in answer to his question se to how it had happened, she had replied simply that it was an accident. There had not boon much conversation, as they had walked very quickly, and, there being no highroad that ran anywhere near tho scene of the so-called accident, he had been unable to drive over. A short examination had sufficed to convince hien that Captain Braith- waite was dead—ho had broken his neck, and of course his death had been instantane- ous. There was also a deep wound on the loft temple, whfoh might or might not have been occasioned by the fall. By tho Coroner : " Could a blow from a woman's hand have produced such a wound?" Doctor Seymour considered that to be niihly improbable; tho blow must havebeen inflicted with immense force. There was a general movement when the of the room like one who had been suddenly smitten blind, Mrs. Maine, Doctor Seymour's house- keeper, stated that Adam had called at the Doctor's house on the evening that Captain Braithwaite had met with his accident. He had come to else her on private business, ohs went onto say, not without some confusion; but he had not stayed long, as he said Dolly would be sure to be at home and waiting supper for him: That was all the evidence that was forth- coming, and the Coroner, In a few lucid sentences, summed it up. He could not help repeating that Dilly Jarvis's absence was very much to be regretted for her own sake, as well as for the sake of justice, as it would seem that she alone could have supplied the details of the way in which Captain Braith- waite had meet his sad fate. He also had to oall attention to the manner in which one of the witnesses—Joe Smith—had given hie evidence. That ynung Tran was evidently suffering from the smart of unrequited affeo- tion,,and had endeavoured to wreak his spite by casting aspersions on those unable to de- fend themselves. Fortunately his motives were sufficiently apparent, and it would be for the jury to deal only with the bare faots of the case. The medical testimony was most important in the circumstances. If they were to credit Susan Green, Dolly Jarvis was in the habit of frequenting the pjne-wood ; therefore her meeting with the young officer might have been accidental. He, the Coroner, sympathised greatly with the bereaved family, and he was most anx- ious that the ends of juotice should be sire - ed ; but it was monstrous to ask them to believe that a young girl had, through pique and jealousy, pushed her lover over a preci- pice. Captain Braithwaite was a man in the prime of life, possessed of health and strength, Dolly Jarvis a young and some- what fragile girl. She had, he understood, considerable personal attractions—was, in fact, the acknowledged village belle. and it was quite posaible—nay, very probable that the deceased regarded her with the admire- ticn which beauty, whether possessed by a high-born,dame or a simple country maiden, ever excites in the breast of man ; but to hint at there existing any further intrigue between them was a base calumny t� the dead and a still greater wrong to the living. He would venture to say that the theory of Dolly Jarvis having in some way compassed the young officer's death had its birt h in one crooked and distorted mind only. However, if the jury believed t here was room for any reasonable doubt on the subject, thty would return a verdict accordingly. There followed a short whispered confer- ence among the jurors, during which an ominous silence reigned in the room. Adam Jarvis atood,with folded arms, immovable, though a keen observer might have remark ed that now and again he gaveea curious in- tent glance around from beneati the shaggy brows ; and, when the foreman presently announced that they were all agreed, he drew along heavy breath and Pot his teeth firmly like a man in pain. " We find that Certain Henry Clifford Braithwaite died from a broken neck ; but how the injury was canoed them is not suf- ficient evidence to show," verdict returned bythe was the That twelve good mon and true ; and Adam Jar• vas, as ho hes'd it, turned and staggered out CHAPTER VIII, Five years had passed away since that, memorable day when Captain Braithwaite's mysterious and sudden death had canoed so miloh t xeitement, pain, and wonder. The vilicege emithy still stood; but it was not Adam's brawny arm that wielded the heavy hammer now, Toni Larking had step- ped into his shoes, and gave promise of be- coming as skilful in hie craft and as popular as his old master once was. He had just completed a job; and was pausing to rest, ere commencing a new one, Standing in ,the doorway, with one hand shading his eyes from the glare of the July sun, one could see that time had greatly Improved him. From a somewhat ,lender youth he had developed into a sturdy man with a broad chest and a thick dark beard, and eyes that were honest and true looking as ever, though there was an expression in them now whloh was foreign to them in those old days—sad and watchful—one might almost say at times fearful ; yet Tom'a prowess had been proved on more than one occasion. As he dropped his hand, he re- marked to a young man loitering in the road— "That's one of the Braithwaites'oarriages, Sam, isn't it ?" He spoke carelessly, and nobody could have guessed at the tumult raised in his heart by the mention of that name. " Yes," replied Sam, after indulging in a prolonged stare at the apprbachiag vehicle. " It belongs to the 'all right snuff, and Mr. Percy's driving ; and, yes, the gray is as lame as 't can be 1 You're in for a job," he ended enviously. Tom made no rejoinder to thio, but went inside ; and the next minute, sure enough, the gray was pulled up at the smithy en- trance, and a groom ran to the horse's head as a young man prepared to descend. " Don't be alarmed," he Bald reassuredly to the lady who sat on the high seat beside him. "Here, Larkins, or whoever's there, just oome and look at this beast—he was all right when we started, and now he's dead lame." Tom came out hastily and raised his cap, casting a startled and uneasy glance at the fair occupant of the T•cart as he stooped to examine the ailing animal. " Cast his shoe, sir," Tom announced, after a brief examination. " I can put on another in half au hour." " All right. It's an awful nuisance ; but I suppose we must wait." " I'm sorry 1 can't ask you in, air—the lady especially," Tom said awkwardly, as he assisted the groom to unharness the horse. " You see, sir, they"—lowering his voice—" never receive visitors now." " Who ? "—some what nuzzled, " Oh, yea, 1 understand ! " Percy Briathwaite add- ed hurriedly, a remembrance coming sudden- ly to him ; and he too glancedat his compan- ion apprehensively. " Shall we take a stroll through the village whilst this busiaess is being settled ? " he asked the lady quickly ; and, she acquiescing, they set out and leisurely picked their way through the groups of dirty but smiling children, for the " purty lady " had a pleasant word and a penny for moat of them. They had passed the High Street, andhad come, into a lane where the cottages were sprinkled but sparsely, when Geraldine Mainwarning clasped her cousin's arm sud- denly and startled him by an abrupt query. " Percy what did that young man say about the Jarvises ? " My dear Geraldine, I-- He never mentioned the Jarvises, to my knowledge." " No, no ; but you know what I mean," she rejoined. impatiently. "He made some reference to them, I am sure ; though I did not catch the words, I caw him glance to- wards the house when he was speaking to you." " Oh, 'ah, to be sure ! " Percy said, with assumed sudden recollection. "He was apologising for not risking you to go in. " " Did he give any reasons for not doing so ?" " Only that ' they' did not receive any visitors now," There was a little silence after this ; then Geraldine spoke again. "I wish, Peroy, you would tell me all you know about these Jarvises. I went away immediately after—after poor Harry's death, and I :'.ave not been to the Hall until now— as you know." " Why would you seek to recall what must be so painful to you as well as to me?" the young man indeed, in a troubled voice, " I hoped you had learned to forget," "Forget 1" she cried, giving him one ,ewift glance of reproach from her dark vel- vety eyes. " As if I ever could do that 1 As if I ever shall forgot ! No ; doting all these five years I have never for a moment ceased to think of poor Harry's sad fate ; and—forgive me—I never can understand how Sir Rslph and aunt Braithwaite and you could let the matter drop." "But why—what could we do ? All the evidence that was obtainable was produced at the inquest, but it ted to nothing." " Not all ; you forget Dolly Jarvis." " No, I do not ; but it was of no use to rake up a scandal that could refleot little credit on any one concerned in it, and noth- ing could bring poor Harry back to life." "True; but 1 would have avenged his death." Percy shrugged his shoulders. He had been sincerely attached to his brother, and had felt his loss keenly at the time, notwith- standing the fact that there had been lit tle in common between the studious heir to the Braithwaite estates and the gay careless younger non. He had always regarded the young oftaer s death as the result of an ao- cident ; and, knowing his weak vacillating character, ho had thought it highly probable that he had been carrying on a flirtation with the blacksmith's daughter, and had oonourro 1 le hisfather's decision that further investigation could load only to unpleasant revelations without securing the and they had in view, " I am more and more convinced that there has been some foul work," Geraldine went on, in a low oonetrafned voice, "Tho way in which therm Jarvisea shun society points to their geilt." "Hush, Geraldine 1" Percy said warning. ly" I don't caro," the girl Dried pedal— te1y, It every ono hears me • but l 111 ascertain the truth before I leave the Hall," " There we may look upon you as station- ery with us," the young fuse said; and there was anundercurrent of''leaning iii his words, u',�p' w' roma His cousin, however, did not heed them, She was gazing straight before her, "Ah, what is that?" she questioned abruptly, TO BE CONTINUED, Rubber pennon Babe. Some queer expedients are resorted to is warfare when ammunition rune low, Front- iersmen have boon known to use buttons and. broken nails for bullete when the leiet armee of lead had been expended in a vain attempt to repulse hostile Indiana. In mote ,utast one siege, artillerymen have been compelled to serve their guns with pieces of riel;roed iron in lieu of orrhodox cannon belie, and ft is related that during an engagement at seae the sturdy Dutch commodore, Von Tromps thoroughly demoralized the seamen of at. British man-of-war by pouring into them a broadside of hard Dateh cheese, which broke and scattered all over the decks and turned defeat into victory. During the year f the rebe ion the Con federate forces were often "put to their wits end" to supply themselves with ammu- nition, and they were not at all particular in selecting material to discharge at the Union soldiers. On one occasion a rebel battery resolved on attacking a Federal brigade that had taken quarters at Brook s station, Georgia., Ea route, they came to a point where there had been a monster passenger train wreck, the debris of which was scat- tered in all directions. The detail, consist. ing of artillery, cavalry and infantry, halt- ed at the wreck to seeif something that could be made useful might not he found. Among other things picked up, the artillery detail, ooneisting of six pitcea, procured one or two bushels of rub:er springs, used on the axles of all coaches, and put them in their caisono. Wearily they trudg d along until in the early after noon of the next day they hove in sight of the enemy. They soon put their pieces in place and opened on the Federals, The duelling was kept up for several hours, with no perceivable rout of the encamped Union men. At last Itr was made known that all shells and shot of the Confederate artillery were exhausted. They were puzzled as to what should be done. Finally one of the artillerymen sug- gested that they should give them one round of rubber springs. Qaickly the com- mand was put into execution. Into each piece two springs were placed. At the command 12 springs went whizzing through the air. It is said that nothing on earth was ever before comparable to it, These springs did'nt just strike and drop down, ,ut they leaped, bout cad, bounded, killing a man hero, another there, tearing down tents, batter-whanging around for at 1.aet; fifteen minutes, leaving but few men and horses able to get away. MECH AN IO AL ITEMS. When it is not cons enient to tak • a lock apart to fit a new hey, the key blank should be ernoked over a candle, inserted in the key hole, and pressed firm!' against the oppos- ing wards of the look. The indentations in the smoked portion made by the wards will show where to file. An important process has recently been initiated—namely, that of casting steel tires for locomotiv s and car wheels ny running the metal directly from the furnaces into cast iron moulds, and ready when cooled, to be fitted and ahruu k on If the hopes in regard to tote process , re realized, the ordin- ary process of casting in a nd moulds will be dispensed with at much saving of labor and cost. In his instructions relating to sewer con- atructious, Sir It Rawlinson observea that Portland cement and lias lines make good hydraulic mortar. The proportion of cement or of lime to sand should not exceed two and a half parts of clean, sharp sand to one part„ by measure, of ground Portland cement or lies lime. If clean furnace ashes or slag should be available there may be two parts, of sand one half part of ashes or slag employ- ed, the whole to be mixed in a revolving pan, each panful to iserve 20 minutes' grinding. In makiott mortar or concrete it is of the utmost importance to use clean. materials. The water for wetting bricks and for mix- ing mortar or concrete ought to be free from salt. Herr Wenstrom, a Swedish engineer, has invented a machine for separating iron ore, apparently one of great utility as an ad- junct to the appliances of iron furnaces and one for wh;ch use can be found at rolling mills and engineering works. A hollow cylinder is paused to rotate horizontally by means of cogwheels at its euds, In the cen- tre of the cylinder is a kind of drum of iron bars which ie made highly magnetic by an electrical apparatus. Iron ores are fed over the cylinder as it rotates, and the fragments adhere to it so long as the magnetic action of the iron drum suffices to offer the necess- ary action, but fall off on the reverse side in • three distinct heaps, according to their richness. The feeding must be done very carefully and the ores must first be crushed. The power required is very small. Fiber and Fabric acid the calico marks can be boomed and a great improvement be effected in an industry en which thousands of people are employed. It suggests that hus- bands, fathers and brothers should bring all their persuasive influence to bear to induce wives, daughters and sisters to purchase their dresses from some of the great variety of prints which adorn the store windows and with which our markets are glutted. The milltroasurers, printers and cotton and cloth brokers, superintendents and clerks should be the first to load in this matter, and the fresh- ion thus sot by their female relatives would undoubtedly lead to a v ,et sale of prints of every design and color, not only among the upper and middle classes of society, but among the great mass of the operatives. The number of women employed its the cot. ton mills of the United Sta{,ea ':a 54,359. Supposing those womi;n bought t.1.1 yards of print cloth each, it would lessen tea stock on hand to the extent of 813.590 ye ds. The whole number of operatives eine l;ved in these mills, men, women and cl1tl.drese, is 172544 ; if all these operatives le tight ten yarda of paint mei it would de rots3 the stook iii the market 1,725 440 y. 'e. We feel inipolled to allude to this reatt.r, owing to the stagnant and unprofitable '•audition of thep rint cloth market awl the almost en. tire absence of prints as wearing 1l : rel.