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Bradford opinion. [volume] (Bradford, Vt.) 1874-1881, 1876-10-28
The Fate Of Jones.

Be decent first and heroic if there be
time to dress yourself. That is the de-
cision of the staid old magistrates at
Woodbridge, England. Jones was ply
ing towel in bathing machine at Fe-
lixstowe one morning after bath, when
he heard shouts for boat hook from
house not far off. Jones fancied that
somebody was drowning, and being
good natured soul and an expert swim
mer, ran along the shore for about a
quarter of minute, and plunged into
the breakers to rescue-a bathing suit,
which, being somewhat inflated, re-
sembled helpless and corpulent fellow
creature. Now Jones, in his reckless
zeal to save human life, had been so in
discreet as to leave his clothes, his bath
ing dress, even his towel behind him,
and his chagrin at finding the clothes
without anything but air nsile was SO
overpowering that he lost bis head, and
instead of putting ON the floating suit
he tucked it under his arm and swan
back to his own toweling. Unfortunate
ly, a London attorney was on heground
with his wife and family and they were
dreadfully shocked. Was there not an
act of Parliament to protect the public
against such indecent exhibitions? :?
We'll, there was. The magistrate could
not fine him on conviction, but would
have been compelled to send him to
prison. Jones seemed to be a well
meaning fellow, and mercy should sea-
son justice; they directed him to sub
scribe G5 to the Suffolk hospital. This
he refused to do, and the case is now
in the courts. Poor Jones He may
as we'll let the next man drown.
Bradford opinion. [volume] (Bradford, Vt.) 1874-1881, 1876-10-28
The Remains Of Tecumseh.

Professor Daniel Wilson has reported
to the Ontario government that the bones
found at Moraviantown were not those
of Tecumseh. He gives several reasons
for the decision he has come to, the
principal being that the great Shawnee
chiefs d" skeleton" as submitted for
sSspstSan s Gcqqnns the abSns b0nes o yG
deer and dog! An Indian writes to the
local press long letter in which he says:
"When Tecumseh fell three of his Shaw
nee warriors were by his side, and he
told them that he was done, then ex-
pired, and they carried him away i'm
mediately further back in the woods
from where they were fighting, and hid
his body until next day. When the
enemy had passed on those three Shaw
nees went back aud buried him quite
distance from the battle-ground, where
there was no other Indian present. One
of those Shawnees died lately, and Of
ten heard him talk about Tecumseh, but
he would never tell where he was buried
and often refused money. Those Shaw
nees made a vow that they never would
tell, and they kept their promise like
men. The reason of this secret was be-
cause the Americans tried hard after
ward to find the body, and even offered
money for it. go as to take it with them
as trophy of their victory, but failed,
and 1 am glad of it, and / am sure it
never shall be found"
Bradford opinion. [volume] (Bradford, Vt.) 1874-1881, 1876-10-28
The Land Of the Missing.

In one of William Blacks novels he
makes one of his people vaguely de.
scribe land which lay across the sea,
to which had fed all who were number
cd among the missing, who there lived
untrammeled by the follies or misfor-
tunes of the past. But the land of the
missing does not always care for itschil-
dren. Sad wrecks go down in the surg
ing seas which surround it. One case,
saddest of all in the compass of me mory,
presents itself, says an exchange. A
boy, an only child, the idol of wealthy
and cultured parents, started for school
one morning with his mothers good bye
kiss warm upon his lips, and his books
in his hands, and never returned. He
was only eight years old, was as hand
some as q cherub, ard was known every
where among his acquaintance as a good
boy. He was effeminate in nature, and
never, ordinarily, ventured upon boyish
escapades. He was to have q rabbit for
his dinner, and he asked, as favor,
that it might be "stewed with heap of
gravy" The dinner was prepar I'd, but
he never came to eat it. There had
been nothing to make him dissatisfied
with his surroundings and encourage
the idea that he had run away. He was
timid and shrinking, and as everybody
believed too good and too cowardly to
run away. Sixteen years later his father
and mother met him on a Mississippi
river steamboat, a bloated, drunken
profane, brutal gambler. Death would
have kept him beautiful and lovable
child; but the land of the missing sent
him back a ruined soul.
Bradford opinion. [volume] (Bradford, Vt.) 1874-1881, 1876-10-28
JudiciOus Letting Alone.

Try a little judicious letting alone
The danger is often in your own nervous
tancies; the little quarrel will blow owe,
,i,e d sum2nor oaud0 /; the chickens viii
be chased but not killed puss and dog
can take care of themselves the swing
won't break the sooner for not being
watched the tide won't come in with q
sudden rush because you are not there
to scream warnings every ten minutes
q little fall from the tree or rock will
teach your boys caution more surely
than forty lectures. Leave them alone
one day, and see, to your surprise. per-
haps, that they are actually alive and
only BEAUTIFULLY tired at night. Save
your "noes" for essential things, and
say "yes promptly and cheerfully to
the things that seem so little to you, but
actually big for children. Keep at
least one eye and one ear shut, and
great will be your relief.
Chow did you train your boys?"
asked friend of Mrs. McCook, the
mother of the seven brothers who won
the name OF the "fghting McCooks " as
generals in the army. They were all
stalwart, brave, resolute, self-reliant,
cool headed men soldiers without
fear and without reproach." "Well, 1
didn't govern them too much," said the
wise mother. AS soon as they were old
enough to get around alone out of doors,
she discreetly heightened their lines.
When they went to play, or, later on,
fishing Or hunting, she taught them
self-reliance by teaching them to rely
upon themselves. "Don't" was word
seldom used, and then it mea, but one
thing-do not as "whoa" should
mean but one thing to horse stop
The mothers authority and care were
not frittered away on trivial and tran
sient things.
Bradford opinion. [volume] (Bradford, Vt.) 1874-1881, 1876-10-28
A FOrcible Illustration,

In Virginia City court there was {
charge of assault against that old offend
or and police favorite, "John Doe," anG
Mr.. Dickson, the attorney, was examin
ing witness.
Dickson" How hard did he shake
the man when he grabbed him 2"
Witness -"I don't know. Pretty
hard"
Dickson-"What do you call pretty
hard T."
Witness" Well, it was pretty hard
that's all can say"
Dickson" Come, now, you surely
have sense enough to let the court know
what you call pretty hard
Witness-"I guess I can show the
court. 1t was like this -
Here the witness rose from his seat,
and, springing upon the astonished at
torney, grabbed him by the collar, and,
with strong, impulsive jerk, landed
him on the floor. Then he gathered him
up and Topped him across chair-then
he begun to bang him over the floor,
jam him up against the wall and batter
him around over the benches.
"Hold on-I understand |" shouted
the lawyer.
"This is how he fetched him." re-
torted the witness, giving him another
lift.
"Won't the court rule out his an
swer9 object" said Mr.. Dickson,
catching his breath.
elf you withdraw the question, all
right" said the Judge; and, springing
down from his seat, he co]lared the wit
ness and took him off.
Bradford opinion. [volume] (Bradford, Vt.) 1874-1881, 1876-10-28
Changed his Mind.

The story is told of the visit of the
Southern troops to Boston, last June :
One of the South Carolina soldiers was
invited to the fremont club, and while
there gentleman came in and was in
troduced to party. The Carolinian,
who eyed the gentleman from the mo-
ment he entered the room, overheard
his name, Col. Joseph I. Baker, and
asked him if he did not command the
Fourth Massachusetts, cavalry Septem-
ber 80, 1864, the day after the battle of
Chapin's Farm. The colonel replied
that he did. The soldier said, raising
his hat: "Do you remember giving
me this cut with your saber when my
squad were charging on your pickets Z"
at the same time showing an ugly saber
wound. The colonel did recollect, and
asked pleasantly what he was "going to
do about it," SWELL" said the South
erner, I was taken prisoner by You,
and marked you SO that if l ever met
you again l would know you and kill
you but since then have changed my
mind, and suppose we try to wash out
this scar with bottle of champagne ~
Bradford opinion. [volume] (Bradford, Vt.) 1874-1881, 1876-10-28
The Southern Belle.

A hero, indeed, was Herbert, the pilot
of the Southern Belle, burned on the
Mississippi. With the alarm of fire the
Belle was headed for the bank, but de-
spite the exertions of the officers to
calm the passenger, some forty in num-
Der, the utmost confusion prevailed
terror that defes description seemed to
seize them, and passengers and deck
hands, frenzied with terror, jumped
overheard, the shrieks of the drowning
and piteous appeals for help sounding
high above the sullen roar OF the flames.
1t seemed an age, although it was but q
short time ere the Belle grated against
the bank, and pell-mell the passengers
and crew sought the shore. The pilot,
true hero, remained at his post until
the last moment, amid the flames that
encircled the pilothouse, and almost
blinded by smoke, with death staring
him in the face, until all that could had
reached the shore. When he considered
his own safety, around and beneath him
was sea of fire; escape by the usual
route was impossible; clear jump of
fifty feet to the deck was the only alter
native. He stood poising himself for
the jump, calm and collected, king in
his glorious manhood, and then down
he went crashing, only to fall on deck
mangled unto death, with his spine
broken
Bradford opinion. [volume] (Bradford, Vt.) 1874-1881, 1876-10-28
A California Story,

Joaquin Miller tells curious Califor-
mia story, which recalls that of the cat
tie in Harte's "Gabriel Conroy." He
describes an Immigrant train passing
over the pralrle ana meetlng heru vi
buffalo at full speed and moved by one
of the apparently insane impulses which
sometimes seize these animals. In an
instant the immense herd had passed
there was no wagon, there we're no men,
oxen, horses left ; even their bodies were
obliterated. The one survivor was q
woman, who was carried out of the hor-
rible struggle on the back Of one Of the
herd-how she never knew; her 6rst con-
seriousness was that shs stood in safety
upon little hillock and the whirlwind
had gone by.
Bradford opinion. [volume] (Bradford, Vt.) 1874-1881, 1876-10-28
Brother Tom.

Brother Tom is dead
Not my brother Tom, but tho brother
Tom of a ragged boy who sat on the
curbstone on the corner the other day,
and seemed looking into the dim past,
while big tears trickled down his
cheeks.
His father was dead, his mother poor,
and he had known hunger and want
ever since he could remember. Yet he
sobbed out:
"How can We spare Tom-what will
dor"
Hunger makes no difference with the
heart-death is the same in the cabin or
in the palace.
When sat down beside him he looked
up through his tears and sobbed
81 never called him names, nor
fought him, nor stole his things, nor
took more'n half the bed"
My brother Tom died years ago. He
was older than ], and he made my bows
and arrows, my bird traps, my ball bats,
and he learned mo to swim and to skate,
and he was more than q father to me.
But couldn't say what the ragged boy
on the curbstone said. fought my
brother Tom, and I grieved his big
heait, and put burdens on his young
shoulders when I might have filed his
soul with sunshine.
All those things came up when I
found his crushed and lifeless body
under tree, and again when stood by
the coffin and looked upon his whito
face. J. would have given worlds to
have asked his forgiveness for every
harsh word. ever spoken, but it was too
late. Only one hour before his death I
had made his heart ache, and my words
might have been in the poor boys mind
when he lost his hold of the chestnut
tree.
"Yes, I was allus good to him |" re-
peated the ragged mourner beside me,
and his words opened my old sorrow
and twinged my heart worse than I can
tell. I went home to open an old cup
hoard and look at pair of skates, and
an old knife, and q crossgun, and other
relics which I treasure up in memory OF
my big brother. When I look them
over ask his forgiveness, though I
know that the dead cannot hear. Gould
I recall those days-could I live my
young years over again, having brother
Tom with me-but the past is past. I
am sorry I found the grievinR lad on
the curbstone-sorry, and yet glad, for
all my heartaches cannot bring brother
Tom back, and must go oftel er to the
cupbOard
Bradford opinion. [volume] (Bradford, Vt.) 1874-1881, 1876-10-28
A Touching Story.

A private letter from Augusta, Ga I,
contains touching narrative OF hor0-
ism in fever stricken Savannah, which
ought to have wide publication as an
impressive illustration OF the noblest a.
tributes Of human nature. The writer
is explaining that some business delay
is caused by tho grievous family afiic-
ton of an assistant, and goes on to say |:
Tho death OF young brother, in
Savannah, has thrown his whole family
into the deepest grief-a young fellow.
not much more than a boy, who martyr
ed himself for the good Of the people
suffering with the yellow fever, and him
self fell a victim. He was prescription
clerk in Lippman's drug store there,
and when the fever broke out the whole
force left but tho bookkeepcr and him.
A little later tho bookkeeper left, and
Charley ran the whole thing himself,
till Lippman ordered him, by letter, to
close tho store. Then, instead OF COM
ing home, as his people kept begging
him to do, he replied no. He felt 1t
was his duty to stay, and he went to
work in Clay's drug store, putting mp
prescriptions, hundreds per day, no
timo to rest, no time for dinner. Clay
took the fever and Charley nursed him,
but he died. Charley stillran the store.
His cook took the fever; he nursed her,
and she recovered. Thena young friend,
Symons; he nursed him and got him up,
running the store all the time, day and
night. He wrote his mother: 4" have
to get something to eat the best way I
can. NV cook is down. l have no
time for myself, putting up prescriptions
all day. When night comes am SO
tired I can hardly put one foot before
the other. I have not had my clothes
off in a week, and have not brushed
my hair in four days." This although
ordinarily he was extremely neat and
careful Of his person. 1t sounds like old
army times. At last, when Symons was
mp, Charley took sick. He wrote that
he had taken the fever, but was feeling
pretty strong and was confident OF soon
being up and at work again. Telegrams
then begun to pass ten or twenty times
a day. "Charley improving, with good
care he will come through all right"
and everything looked hopeful, when all
at once "Charley is worse" and he be-
gun to sink, Symons nursing him in his
turn and keeping up constant corre-
spondence with Augusta by telegraph.
Finally kilograms could be passed with
difficulty, tho telegraph boys refusing to
carry the messages in Savannah 1t was
the worst quarter in the whole city. The
last two telegrams received from Sy-
mons we're II will stick to him to the
last. " ct shall not sleep tonight"
And the brave young fellow kept his
word; they both died the same night.
Symons had never fully recovered and
wore himself out waiting on his friend.
Charley was brave soul. could not
help mourning his death; she ought not
to regret that he stayed; and my esteem
for him is so great that my little boy,
now four years old, whose name before
was only Arthursei lis now Charles Arthur;
and didn't do right9 His is name
that ought never to die, and it will live
forever somewhere.
Bradford opinion. [volume] (Bradford, Vt.) 1874-1881, 1876-10-28

A minister afflicted with rheumatism
mentioned his trouble to an Irishman
employed on his premises. "Och,
shure," replied the Irishman, can if ye
would carry potater in yer pocket, ye d
get well." A day or two after, the min
lister sat in the elegant study of an up
towr city church, chatting with the pas
tor, perfect gentleman, whose culture
and good sense are the pride of his con-
ference. The visitor asked: "What can
1 do for my rheumatism 2" The cultur-
ed pastor replied: Easily cured, my
dear brother. had the rheumatism. A
friend advised me to carry a potato in
my pocket. It looked foolish thing to
do; but I tried it and it cured me-"
Bradford opinion. [volume] (Bradford, Vt.) 1874-1881, 1876-10-28

OF all the people who live at the Gen
ennial hotels, says q letter writer,
hink tho newly married couples
Philadelphia is full Of them, by the way
-are the only ones who are thoroughly
sontented and happy. II makes no diff
hrence to them whether the potatoes
re watery, the meats dry, or tho SOUP
elin; and they don't care pin whether
lBople talk to them or not. They live
y little world OF their own, and for q
tme-what pity that it's 80 short q
Swe-they need no conversation but
their own, have no thought but for each
dher. We have all sorts of newly mar
red couples here now, but notwith-
31s1ing the many various stations in
NE Which they occupy. and the differ
ent parts of the country from which
they come, they all act wonderfully
alike. They all have certain marks
about them which can be Immediately
detected by even an Impractical eye.
In the first place, it is noticeable that
they all try to act as if being married
was an old story to them, and still for
the life of them they can't help taking
each others hands every i've inmates.
Among other things it is remarkable
that the young men, on the old piinci-
pie that "a fellow can't wed every day, +"
are very extravagant with their money.
They are SO evidently against the wishes
Of the prudent little helpmates. An
other thing which l have noticed is that
the brides nearly all wear new watch
chains, the young husbands, especially
those from the West, are very particular
about their gloves, and even upon the
warmest and most oppressive day they
carry heavy shawl, in case such Gov
ering should be needed by the dear
woman they have sworn to protect.
The patronizing mir of ownership which
the young men assume is truly remark
able, while their attempts to answer
the many questions asked by their
wives are sometimes very amusing. One
incident will illustrate this: A few days
ago in the Main building a bright look
ing young Western farmer and an inno-
cent faced little woman who had evi-
IDENTIFY just become his wife, approached
The music stand. At the same moment
The band begun to play the opening pas
sage of "The Waking of the Lion"
The little bride listened to the music
'or moment, and then looking conf
lently up into the face Of her lord and
master, she pressed hisarm and Whisper
I'd: "What piece are they playing,
Jharley9" For a moment Charley was
but lie had just become hus-
,and, and evidently seeing the impor-
ance of maintaining the dignity of the
position, he quietly drew that confiding
title woman away from the stand, say
ng: "Oh, it's not piece at all; they
re just tuning up like" And of course
he believed him.
Bradford opinion. [volume] (Bradford, Vt.) 1874-1881, 1876-10-28
Thoughts for Saturday Night.

The deeper the sorrow the less tongue
hath it.
As if you could kill time without in.
juring eternity.
It is miserable state of mind to have
few to desire and many things to fear.
He shall be immortal who iveth till
he be stoned by one without fault.
Moaesty is to merit as shades to fig.
ures in picture, giving it strength and
beauty.
As words can never be recalled, speak
only such words as you never wish to re-
call.
Signs are small measurable things, but
interpretations are illimitable.
Learning without thought is labor
lost; thought without learning is peril
GUS.
All gaming, since it implies desire to
profit at another's expense. involves a
breach of the tenth commandment.
Distrust is the death of the soul, be-
lief is it's life. The just shall live by
faith. Intilelity is the abandonment Of
life, a suicide of the spirit.
Energy will do anything that can be
done in this world; and no talents, no
circumstances, no opportunities, will
make two-legged animal man without
it.
Limit your wants; the must is hard,
and yet solely by this must can we show
how it is with us in our inner man. To
live according to caprice requires no pc
culiar powers.
Children must have love inside the
house and fresh air and good play, and
some good companionship outside
otherwise young life runs the greatest
danger in the world of whitening, or
growing stunted, or, at best, prematurely
old and turned inward on itself.
The habit of exaggeration, like dram
drinking, becomes a slavish necessity,
and they who practice it pass their lives
in kind of mental telescope, through
whose magnifying medium they look
upon themselves and everything around
them.
A childhood passed with due mixture
of rational indulgence, under fond and
wise parents, diffuses over the whole of
life a feeling of calm pleasure and, in
extreme old age, is the very last remem-
brance which time can erase from the
mind of man.
Bradford opinion. [volume] (Bradford, Vt.) 1874-1881, 1876-10-28
: Ungathered Love.

When the autumn winds go wailing
Through branches yellow and brown,
When tho gray sad light 10 failing,
And the day is going down
Ihear the desolate evening sing
Ofa love that bloomod in tho oarly spring
And which no heart had for gathering.
land my lover do dwell apart,
We twain may mover bo ono
We shall never stand heart to heart,
Then what can be said or done,
When winds, and waters, and song birds sinl
Ola love that bloomed in the early spring
And which no heait had for gathering1
When day is over and night desconds,
And dank mists circle and rise,
I fall asleep, and slumber befrionds.
For dream Of April skies.
But wake to hear the silence sing
OF love that bloomed in the early spring,
And which no heart had for gathering.
When the dawn comes In with wind and rain,
And birds awake in the caves,
And rain drops smite the window pane,
And drench the oddying leaves
hear tho voice Of the daybreak sing
OF love that bloomed in tho early spring,
And Which no heart had for gathering.
Bradford opinion. [volume] (Bradford, Vt.) 1874-1881, 1876-10-28
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