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How to Conquer a Balky Horse.

| would prepare myself with a Good
strap want no whip; perhaps he has
had a taste of that already, and still he is
master But some fine day when I was
at peace with my self and all around 1
would hitch him to the buggy, turning
his head to the village. He goes half the
way very well indeed; then he begins to
consider he has gone far enough in that
direction and stops. step down; he ex-
poets me to use the whip. He is mistak-
en-. AS a criminal I treat him on the,
silent system. push him back little
out OF the way. I show him the strap.
putting it up to his nose. I 90 to the Of
side and buckle it to his off fore leg,
close to the breast, throwing the other
end over his shoulder; I then raise his
near fore foot and fix it with the hoof
nearly touching the belly. This done I
say to him, CHOW old chap, you stand
there" don't smoke, so / take a paper
from my pocket, and finding place
where can sit down and he see. me, I
begin to read. This is something he did
not bargain for, and the novelty Of stand
ing on three legs somewhat diverts his
mind from the cause that stopped him.
| think this is the chief point to be gain
ed, and the most humane. He shows
signs OF wish to go, but that does not
suit the time, as I have considerable
reading to do. When the strap is taken
OF, | show it to him, caress him little,
and we move on without irritation. The
strap will now become part of the har-
ness for month or two, till at last the
sight oft will act as talisnan
Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1879-07-27

It has often been said that hanging is
the worst use to which man can be put.
A peculiar social economist in Boston has
advanced novel proposition for dealing
with murderers, who can be made, he
thinks, to serve humanity far better than
by execution. He deplores ordinary cap
ital punishment because it is waste and
destruction of valuable forces and ener-
gies which should be conserved. Allud.
ing to the fact that finger entirely sew
cred from the hand, accidentally or other
wise, may grow again if replaced in sea-
son, held in position, and skillfully treat
ed, to the practice IN surgery Of skin graft
ing and to TRANSMISSION of blood from the
strong to the weak, he argues chat a
healthy eye could, with the observation
OF proper conditions, be engrafted on the
muscles and nerves that had been cut from
a diseased or imperfect eye. Instead of
sending murderer to the gallows, he
would turn him over to physicians and
surgeons, if he were sound and vigorous,
to be used for the corporal benefit of suf-
fer.ng humanity. He would give the cul-
prit's eyes, fingers, toes, skin, teeth, scalp,
whatever might be made available to those
who needed them, removing them under
the influence of an@sthetics. If the muir
derer should die, it would be no more
than his doom, and he would be by his
death benetactor to his race, instead of,
as now, demo ralizing example.
Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1879-07-27
Don't Put 1t In the Paper

''For heavens sake don't let it get into
the papers!' is the first cry Of a person
caught in a mean scrape Keep it out of
the papers and it is all right. No matter
how contemplate or dishonest the posi-
ton may be, or how much reason the
offender may have for shame, remorse and
contrition, if the circumstances can be
kept from the ''cormorants of the press, -
as the people who have good reason to
be afraid OF newspaper reporters call
them, he is tranquil and happy. We are
no champion for that extreme license of
the press that is sometimes displayed,
but we have noticed that the ones who
cry out the loudest against newspaper
disclosures are generally those whose own
lives and acts would not bear the closest
inspection. People who live clean
straightforward lives have little to fear
from the newspapers.
Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1879-07-27

eight in all, and they had become accli-
mated. Here was again s'hazed'' but
soon began to show my spurs, and was
made one Of 'em.
Then our troubles began. We had to
be in bed when the 0 o'clock gun fired.
but many and many time have sat on
the mantlepiece and sang songs that I
didn't know tor. the delectation of the old
cadets until long after that hour. When
the oficer-of- the-day knocked we had to
be on our feet with our hands down the
seams of our pants. Scores of times du-
ring the day were we thus brought up
all standing by some self.constltuted
"officer Of the day. who sswanted to see
the menagerie.' All sorts Of tricks were
played on us. We would be told that the
Captain wanted to see us, and when we
raped at his door we would be told that
it we ever came again without being sent
for we should be put in the guard house.
| have seen "plebes'' crawling around the
room on all tours with cadets on their
backs. One day stood for haitian hour
with my nose against a tack driven in a
post in the clubhouse. We were not al
lowed to smoke or chew, but MANY and
many a time have l put lighted cigar
cite in my pocket or a quid of tobacco
down my back in order to escape the cen
sure Of the officers,
On several occasions resented the in
suits heaped upon me, and was at once
invited down to "Fort Put" (where all
differences We're settied) to fight it out. I
never went. After weeks hard study 7
passed my "mental examination. T
can't imagine how it was done, but the
notes on my cuffs, boots, and even finger
nails no doubt helped me through. In
fact I am positive of it.
After being uniformed and furnished
with all the paraphernalia of housekeep-
ing, such as beds, bedding, buckets,
brooms, ETC., was cadet. Many and
many time have slept in another ca
diets bed while he went down to ssBenny
Ravens, Oh" to have good time, and
when we wanted to go down Gin bunch,'
stuffed figures answered the same pur-
pose. Finally we went into camp. One
day Minnie, the colored cadet. was un-
fortunate enough to hit himself with a
dipper. Shortly after that several Of us
left fer New York. The authorities said
something that we didn't like, and we re-
signed. They told us that they didn't
want us any more.
Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1879-07-27
LITTLE ELSIE.

t. LITTLE ELSIE.
Two Two small nal white hands, with fingers meelSly
Upon her quiet breast;
= sweet adp? pale face that seems in marble mold
Issue at rest?
Did she grow weary at her happy play,
ana will she wake again at close Of day?
No; little Elsie never more will waken
To smile or play;
Inc angels (scarce more pure) have come and
Our pet away;
And yet we think her spirit cannot be
More lovely than this little form we see.
On the dear lips tint of rose still fingers,
Reluctant to depart;
And as we press the dimpled ice-cold fin
gers @e st
In anguish to our heart
We cannot find it in our hesrts to spare
10 the dark grave thing so bright and fair.
0 blind and weak let us return to Heaven
What was but lent while,
showing how soon again she will be given
Back, with her sunny smile
Back, with strange lore within her baby mind,
And knowledge which no sage of earth could
Sleep, darling Elsie in Gods sheltered gar
den "a
We lay thee-little flower!
Lifting once more our weary earthly burden,
Till comes the blessed hour
When Death, the healer, bOunteous and mild,
Shall give to us once more our falrest child!
Chambers Journal
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Aug. Belmont's Family History.
The Romance Of the New York Bankers
Early Life.

The Romance Of the New York Bankers
Early Life.
The marriage of August Belmont to
Miss Perry daughter Of the Comodore)
was in its day deeply interesting social
event. Prior to that Belmont had no
standing. He was merely known in Wall
Street as agent for the Rothschilds, while
aside from his Office he was merely a. fast
man, whose money went freely in the
most disreputable manner. He still car
r1es his marks of this early career in a
lame leg, the result Of pistol-shot re-
ceived in duel occasioned, it is said, by
an intrigue. Up to that time, indeed,
Belmont was considered rather an adven-
turer. His true name was s'Schonberg,''
which he changed to Belmont on his ar
rival here, and his family connections
were unknown. Hence for New York
belle to marry such a man could not out
create sensation. The wedding was
preceded by the conveyance to the bride
OF a fifth avenue establishment and $780,
600 In first-class securities, and it was not
long before the Belmonts were received
among the creme de la creme.
In this manner the Jew Schonbero.
having renowned his Hebrew preferences,
became leader in the more dashing ele-
ment OF New York society. He IS the
only Jew who has shown special love
for horses, and his name has long been
identified with the American turf. His
son, Perry Belmont, is one of the leaders
OF young society, and recently his daugh-
ter was married in good style, the cere-
mony being one of the most brilliant ever
witnessed in Newport
Belmont is one of the large number Of
Jews who has renounced his national
faith, and yet, he retains some of the an
Gent customs. His wife attends the
Episcopal Church, but when death en-
tiers his family he obeys the old Hebrew
custom of closing his picture-g gallery for
year. He is now about three -score-and-
ten, and his wealth is estimated at a
million: Rather strange, though he has
been Wall street man for so many years,
he has never been drawn into stock spec
ulations. No one has ever Of Belmont's
name In any ''corncr" or street operation
among bulls and bears. He has confined
himself closely to his original speciality,
and has built up an immense banking
business, which will be grand Inherit
ance for his sons. His married life has
been one Of reputable character, and it
may be said in no case has the daughter
OF naval officer done better than in the
instance above referred to.
Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1879-07-27
He Paid for the Ducks.

Some three or four years ago, saws a
western exchange, the conductor Of a
freight train on the Fort Wayne road, who
was out with his train, saw couple of
tine looking tucks on the river near the
caboose car, and stopping the train for a
rev minutes, he got off and shot both of
the birds. He thought this was some
thing to congratulate himself on, and
when he reached his home he invited a
little party OF friends to partake of the
fruit of his proves. A couple of davs
after this the conductor happened to be
stopped at the place where the ducks had
been shot. He got out his gun and
walked down to the river, with the inten-
ton of baggging couple more, if possible.
He had scarcely reached the edge of the
river before man who looked like a
farmer, approached him and said:
"Are you the man who shot those two
ducks here day before yesterday"
Yes, that was me-" said the sportsman.
rather proudly.
"Well, those ducks belonged to me.
They wasn't any of your wild ducks but
were tame ones.''
ooh, pshaw! You can't fool me. I
guess l know wild duck from tame
one"
"Will you pay me for the ducks9' said
the farmer, coolly.
''No sir, won't. You can't prove the
ducks were not wild ducks.'
All right" and the farmer started off
to the nearest village.
sWhere are you going? What do YOU
intend to do?" asked the conductor.
"Well," said the farmer quietly, as he
leaned against a tree, Pm going to a
squire to make an information against
you for killing wild ducks out Of season.
II you insist that them ducks was wild.
it'll cost you SIS duck. If you come to
the conclusion that they were tame, it'll
only cost $3.50 duck. Now, what'll
you do?"
The conductor stared at his tormentor.
scratched his head, said something about
ducks generally and these ducks in partic-
ular, and then paid the S.. He does not
carry gun in bis car any more.
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The Female Barber.

In the course Of my wanderings I met
the woman who shaves, type supposed
extinct.
I met her at B a little town of
5000 inhabitants, in the Department of
the Loi1e-In-ferieure. A copper plate
hung in front of the little shop. Ofcourse
the latter was painted blue An old Royal
decree obliged all BARRIERS to do SO; it IS
still their favorite color. Plain curtains
excluded the eye Of the stranger.
turned the door-knob. Two women
came out of the back shop, an old and a
young one. Then I said, looking about
me as if trying to find the barber:
II would like to be shaved
Sat your service, Monsieur" was the
answer.
The elder of the two women pushed a
chair towards me- An ordinary chair.
not a barber's fauteuil The younger
woman tied a towel around my neck.
She took it out of one Of those monumen
tai cupboards we find in the provinces.
It gave me secret feeling Of satisfaction
to see that the younger: woman was to be
the operator. A feeling puerile in itself,
pCA LID PSI uOSC wiz nave ScuSlDlllGy are
not SO much to be pitled as Lafontaine
would have us believe Little things
give them great pleasure sometimes:
The "barberess' who reminded me.
| do not know why, Of that female barber
in the s'Lutrin' who Boilear- ID espreaux,
yielding to an overstr aimed sense of the
dign1fed, replaced by female clock
vcnder.
The "barberess, say, began by lath.
ering me, not with brush, but with her
hand, or rather two fingers. Do you un.
derstand now why would have objected
to the process if performed by an old
hand, wrinkled and hard2 of course, the
one applying the lather was not in the
least patrician still it was passable not
withstanding, while the sensation pro-
duced as it passed over my face was one
of peculiar irritation annoying rather
than agreeable. The hand seemed to
have preference for my chin, and kept
raising it with gentle taps as we do to
children when we tell them, ironically.
ssthat's nice clean face, isn't it2'' a
No such thought certainly entered the
woman's head. Still, was i'll at case.
thought she would never be done. / for
got the proverb, "Well lathered is half
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More Than They Prayed For.
Boston Transcript.

Boston Transcript.
In certain country town there had
been a long and continued drought; the
fields were parched and burned, the foil
age had withered under the suns burn
ing rays, the wells were dry, and it was
Only by going to the river three or four
miles distant, that water for animals and
household use could be obtained. Under
these circumstances it was resolved in the
'sstore'' one Saturday evening to see the
parson and ask him to pray for rain. He
was interviewed, and promised according
ly. The next morning the sun came out
hotter than ever, and the congregation
came to church white with dust that
hung like a cloud over the roads. At the
close of the s'long prayer and it was
unusually long the preacher said, 'sand,
now 0 Lord we approach a subject which
lies very near, very near our hearts. Thou
knowest that our fields are parched and
wells are dry; thou knowest that we choke
with dust and that our cattle are in sore
need and so, 0 Lord, we pray that thou
wilt open the almighty bottle Of the uni
verse and pour out its contents on this.
our bcaroughted country" On the even
ing of that day the sky looked hazey.
On Monday there were genuine clouds
and sssigns of rain Tuesday brought
two or three refreshing showers; the :swo-
men folks, > as New Englanders of the
rural sort call the fair sex, caught enough
for their weeks washing, and the wither-
ing vegetation began to revive. On
Wednesday and Thursday the rain fell
steadily. On Friday it Tell in torrents,
and ere Saturday evening things began
to look serious. But there was no let up.
and when Sunday morning came the de
vout who ventured out had to go to meet
ing in boats. Just as the dripping min
lister was about to climb the stairs that
led to the high pulpit bedraggled dea-
con took him by the arm and had few
words with him apart. The pastor
looked puzzled, bnt finally assented with
nod, took his place in the pulpit, and
opened service. Again there was long
prayer and it closed as follows. 'sAgain,
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Romance in Real Life.

Odessa has Just witnessed the attempt
ed suicide of Nine. Pashkof, one of the
most talented of modern Russian novel
lists. Her career, as sketched by the
Golos, is singularly varied and full of in
terest. Her father was Bahrin or serf-
proprietor ofthe old school, the owner of
seven thousand souls, and a descendant of
the ancient Tarter princes. He was of
an exceedingly despotlc temperament,
and brought up his daughter according
to masculine principles, teaching her to
wrestle, to fence, to use the sword and
revolver, and to ride astride on horseback.
like man. %
At the age of sixteen she wrote her first
novel, ssThe. Princess Vaira Glenski, .
which at once took the public taste, and
made her name famous among the elite
Of Moscow. A year later her father mar
ried her offhand to man she did not see
previous to the night of the betrothal,
and it is not surprising to learn in conse-
quence that at nineteen she was already
divorced and living alone in her fathers
Moscow mansion. Here she created one
of the most fashionable salons of the old
capital, and in the very zenith of her pop
ularity married Pashkoff, the millionaire,
and retired for twelvemonth to his min
ing estates in the Urak. Her second
husband was then appointed Russian
agent in Egypt, and she accompanied
him thither, and before long had the
rare and singular honor Of dining alone
with the yiceroy. firing of leading the
Rnssiacolony at Cairo, she set out on a
journey through Syria and Palestine, not
continuing herself, like ordinary lady tour
lists to the main roads, but roaming
abhut in the most unsettled districts.
On her return to the Mediterranean she
went on a yachting cruise in the Leyant,
visltsd Italy, darted off afresh to Mt.
Lebanon, aud equally unexpectedly made
her appearance at the end of a year at
Mentone.
She now wrote lumber of novels. and
became corresponding member Of the
French Geographical society, connec-
ton which led her after while to pro-
coed on a journey round the world. This
terminated in the winter. and about the
same time she lost her colossal fortune.
Separated from her second husband. for
saken by her friends and reduced to ex-
IRENE poverty, she retired few days ago
to room in one of the meanest hotels in
Odessa, and attempted to take her life.
BY chance button on her dress caused
the bullet to miss her heart and bury it
self In her shoulder, whence it since has
been extracted. The tragic circumstances
investing the hayward descendcnt Of the
Tartars have created great sympathy
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A ROSE.

Thou blushng rose, within whose virgin
leaves
The wanton WING to sport himself presumes,
Whilst from their rted wardrobe he re ceives,
For his wings purple for his breath per-
tumesl
Blown in the morning, thou shalt fade ere
noon;
What boots life which in such haste for
sakcS thee!
Thou'rt wonderous frolic being to die so soon ;
And passing proud a little color makes thee
If thee thy brittle beauty so deccives.
Know then, the thing that swels thee is thy
hane;
For the same beauty doth in bloody leaves
The sentence OF thy early death contain.
Some clowns coarse lungs will poison the
sweet flower,
If by The careless pillow thou shalt be torn;
And many Hcrods lie in wait each hour
To murder thee rs soon as thou art born;
Nay, force thy bud to blow; their tyrant
breath
Anticipating life to hasten death.
-Sb. Richard F,nusbn,y
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THE MOVING.
The clock has struck six,

The clock has struck six,
And the morning is fair, $500
While The east in red splendor is glowing;
There's dew on the grass and song in the
Let us up and be off to the moving
WOuldst know why wait
Ere the sunlight has crept
Ger the fields where the daisies are growing
Why all night I've kept my own vigils, nor
slept?
IT'S to-day is the day Of the moving.
This day and this hour
Maud has promised to tell
What the blush on her cheek was half show.
ing,
If she waits at the lane, Pm to know all is well
And there'll be good time at the moving
Maud's mother has said,
And I'll never deny,
That a girls heart there can be no knowing,
Oh, care not to live, and rather would die,
If Maud does not come to the moving.
What is it see?
IT'S a sheen of brown hair
In the lane where the peoples are blowing,
Thank God! it is Maud-she is waiting me
there,
And there'n be a good time at the moving
Six years have passed by,
And freely declare
That l scarcely have noticed their going;
Sweet Maud is my. wife, with her sheen of
brown hair,
And we had good time at the moving.
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shaved" i stole a glance at her from
time to time. She was a woman Of about
20 years OF age--a brunette mot too full.
Her = 1t 8. We're regular, and as nearly
delicate as could be without being 60. a
kerchief of violet and red, such as they
wear in the country, was crossed over her
bosom. Every time I looked at her I
met her eyes handsome ones thew were.
too. | do not know anything more in.
timldating or ridiculous than the position
Of man pinioned as I was, his head
thrown back, his chm covered with SOAP
looking into woman's face. He can
not speak, he cannot even smile.
When she thought my face sufficiently
prepared, she left me to whet her razor on
a leathern thong. had time to appre-
ciate the elegance of her figure. She
came back armed with the razor. In the
hand that weapon for it is a weapon
would never have caused me the slightest
uneaslness. Brandished by woman, it
caused me grim feeling of apprehen-
sion could not entirely repress. All
that was gentle in the female barber's
face seemed gradually to fade away. The
vision Of Judith passed before my eyes,
closed them involuntarily. I thought
OF the many women had wronged; of
my ingratitude; of the many infdelities
had been guilty Of. I felt it had been
very foolish and very vain to think that
my numerous mideeds would 90 unpun-
ished.
All this time the razor ran, or rather
fitted, like butterfly Of steel, over nv
pallld countenance. A sort of vertigo
seized me,-it seems surprising now. Old
forgotten dramas in real life came back
to memory. Again I saw haggard and
angry faces. l heard chorus Of com
plants, reproaches, and menaces. In the
rapid succession of ideas that female bar
Der appeared to me as the minister and
the instrument of all their vengeance.
And still the razor flew.
The feeling finally became insupporta-
BILE. | gave a bound as some one strug-
Cling to be free. She stopped at once,
and said, in very natural tone of voice:
"Do L hurt you, Monsieur?"
l redeemed with shame, and stammer-
ing"No, not at all'' settled back in nv
chair.
The fact is, her hand was remarkably
light, II mean the one that held the RAJ
zor. The other hand, the left, rested
sometimes on my cheek, sometimes on
my neck; in order to produce the necessa-
~ tension of the skin.
When she was about to shave nv upper
hpQ CO. not wear a mustache), she gave
my nose little pinch. Was it absent
mindedness OF professional zeal? Or
little malice, perhaps? cannot tell.
Whatever it may have been, it was sufi-
Gent to instantaneously dissipate my YER
tlgo and bring me back to realities again.
In three minutes I was shaved Ssand
well shaved, too" My 'sbarberess''- ma
barberess- what a coxcomb Offered to
wash my chin for me. This time [ de-
clined, and washed it myself.
When | left the little shop both the
women. overwhelmed me with thanks.
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Always Busy.

The more a man accomplishes the more
he may. An active tool never grows rusty.
You always find those men who are the
most forward to do good, or to improve
the times and manners, always busy.
Who start our railroads and steamboats,.
our machine shops and our manufactures?
Men Of industry and enterprise. AS long
as they live they keep at work doing
something to benefit themselves and
others. 1t is just so with man who is
benevolent-the more he gives the more
he feels ike giving. We 60 for activity
in body, in mind, in everything Let
the gold grow not dim, nor the thoughts
become stale. Keep all things in motion.
We would rather that death should find
us scaling mountain than in mire-
breasting whirlwind than sneaking
from cloud.