He who seeks to build a reputation on the feelings of another has an unsafe foundation.
It is a great mistake to set up our own standard of right and excellence and judge people accordingly.
The most irredeemable bonds yet known to the financial and moral world are vagabonds.
A young lady in Philadelphia has just celebrated her wooden wedding by marrying a blockhead.
This is the rock of ages, said the father, after rocking two hours, and the baby still awake.
A good rule of dress is to dress so as to never attract attention, nor excite remark either by richness or shabbiness of attire.
There are 450 revolutionary widows left. There is a good chance now for those men who pant for a wife of the happy old days.
Waking up in the middle of a cold night and remembering that the front door isn't locked is one of the horrors of keeping house.
We never could tell how it happened that girls don't object to their beaux smoking, but do to their brothers. There is some natural law in the matter we don't understand.
An indulgent Kansas parent sold his cooking stove for $11 in order to take his thirteen children to the circus. He says a circus only comes two or three times a year, and besides, he never had so much to cook on the stove anyhow.
Something in the line of curiosities can be seen just now at
lee's stables on South Wilmington Street. In a drove of mules just received
there are two white ones - twins. They are snow white all over, of good size,
have pink eyes, and if they were named jack and Gill, Gill could not be
distinguished from Jack. The most noticeable thing is their apparent affection
for each other while they stand in the pen. They are never, except when moving
around, two inches apart. Sometimes they stand in the middle of the drove, one
with its neck lovingly resting on the other's, but more frequently they may be
seen standing apart from the "common herd," affectionately scratching
each other's back with their teeth or rubbing heads and necks gently together.
They appear to be deeply in love with the other.
Woman's smiles lights up the dreariest places of earth with a halo of brightness, and makes the darkest path radiant with the splendid effulgence of a brighter and more luminous morning.
Her look of encouragement wings ambition for its upward flight to still higher peaks on the dizzy Andes of heroic effort.
Yes, with a woman as a source of inspiration a man will climb over the highest Alps of danger and difficulty in order to reach the cheering Italy of her love and approbation.
Any effort then to win such inspiring auxiliaries is crowned with thrilling interest, and carries within itself the very poetry and pathos of the noblest consecration. It approximates hallowed worship, and is in itself a kind of religion; for when man invests an object as pure and good and ennobling as woman is with that spirit of adoration which finds its highest inspiration in her, and its brightest trophy in her smile, that very act involves a regeneration of the inner man, and carries in its hands the baptismal fires of a higher, purer, nobler and diviner life.
Last night two men of this county went at night to the house of Thomas Absher and, knocking him up, were admitted. They were drinking and had a jug of whiskey or brandy with them.
Mr. Absher drank with them, and they gave an old man named Sweet, an idiotic old fellow who lived at Mr. Absher's, some of the spirits. They insisted on his drinking, and plied him with it, and he continued to drink a good deal of the liquor, although Mr. Absher remonstrated with him and advised him to stop.
After awhile Sweet became insensible and remained in that condition until he died next day at four in the afternoon.
It is charged that not content with filling the old fellow up with more liquor than he ought to have taken, the men doctored his draughts by chewing tobacco and spitting the juice into it.
The Concord Times in recently telling what concord has, said that it has a population of 3000 and five lawyers. The figures for Greenville are somewhat different from the above. We have a little above 2200 population and fourteen lawyers. Whether this argues that the people here are of a more litigious nature than those of the Western town we are not prepared to say. However, while some of the number here have a very lucrative practice, all are not burdened by having their hands full of work.
CHICAGO - Chief Jawtowahoo fell in love with Lucy Falstaff, daughter of one of the earliest settlers on the western shore of Lake Michigan, married her, and took her to live with his tribe. The color line was drawn, and they were ostracized. A tribal court decreed that they should be sealed up in a tomb and left to die. This sentence was carried out.
Laborers razing an old stone structure on the estate of D.S. Boynton, in Highland Park, recently found the skeletons of a man and woman who had died in each other's embrace.
James R. Skinner, student of Indian lore, declares this was the tomb and these the remains of Jowtowahoo and Lucy Falstaf.
A wife once retired for the night worn out and petulant because of her many cares and her husband's absence when she thought he might have been at her side. After a time he came home, sat down to his desk, and worked long and hard at his accounts, while she lay looking out at him, and feeling angry that he seemed wholly unmindful.
When he lad laid away slate and books she saw him unlock a drawer, and take from it a picture, which he lingered lovingly over, tenderly kissed, and then replaced. Her woman's curiosity was aroused, and she determined to know more of the matter.
So, while he was getting ready for bed, she feigned sleep. He soon slept soundly, and then she crept from her place like a thief in the night, took the keys, unlocked the desk and drawer, and found that her husband had been kissing a picture of herself, which was taken when they were first married. Then she was chagrined and mortified because she had not been a more loving wife, and went back to bed with new resolutions formed.
In the morning she put on a wrapper that was clean and very becoming, a collar with a bow and carefully brushed her hair. When her husband came in to breakfast, he looked at her, caught her in his arms and kissed her. Then he asked the children if the little mother didn't look pretty. She was wise enough not to forget the lesson.