smithclay/nortonstories huggingface dataset:
Year: 1875

The Loss OF A HORSES HooF.-The
loss OF hoof by accident, is not beyond
remedy. The structure of a hor se's l,ooi
Is such as to enable a growth OF new horn
to commence from the coronet, and cover
the foot in course of time. 1t is necessary
to keep the horse in sings at least por-
ton of the time, SO that the injured foot can
not be brought to the ground, and to ar
range the slings so that the horse can not
lie down. The treatment is simply to feed
the horse cooling nutritious food, and to
dress tie foot daily with such stimulating
applications as will encourage the growth
of the new horn. Snch simple preparations
as the compound tincture Of benzoin, or
tincture Of myrrh, will generally serve this
purpose. II unhealthy granulations
c'proud heshr0 occur, they should be
soushed with Q solution Of nitrate Of silver.
-fHxshasss.
Year: 1875

There Is still mooted question among
horsemen. The following from foreign
paper mades some good points on the neg
atlye side: We never could see what vice
or deformity lay in horses eve, that
should make il necessary TO cover it up and
shut out It's owner from al least two-thirds
OF his rightful field Of vision, The poet
says that old age looks backward; but We
never heard such an idiosyncrasy charged
upon the horses. The theory that q horse
Is less apt 10 be frightened when shut out
from everything behind him, we suspect to
be a fallacy. else saddle horses and war
horses would be duly blinded. Every horse
is as familiar with his own carriage as with
his own tail, and. as far as his personal.
fortitude is concerned, is no more disturb
Ell al being pursued by one than by the
other AS for other scare-crows that come
behind. they are mostly so familiar with
the animal, that the more fully the horse
can perceive them, the more quietly does
he submit TO their approach. Then 1t Is
such pity TO cover up one Of the most
brilliant features of this most brilliant cres-
ture. The horse has borne such hand In
the civilization of this rough and tumble
world, that it seems not so much q cruelty
as discourtesy, as well as disgrace to
hide his form with embarrassing toggery
No wonder we estimate the force in the
world as horsepower, no wonder the Ro.
mans and the Germans. each In their own
Languages, designated their aristocracy as
riders; no wonder their descendants made
chivalry synonym for their highest vir-
tues. Let the horse be given his due. and
unblinded. The check rein is another puI.
sance in harness-wear which has almost
entirely disappeared from England. the
army having at last given it up BY order of
the commander-in-chief, Sir George Bur-
goyne."
Year: 1875

Boiled potatoes with meal mashed into
them, will be found a. cheap food for fat
tening hogs as any that can be devised this
fall Potatoes and corn are both cheap.
and pork sells at good price. II our far
mers do not give the market some fat pork
ers this fall, it will be because they do moi
see what is for their interest. When round
hog sells at eleven cents per pound and
corn at eigbty-fve aud small potatoes At
TWENTY-FIVE cents, there Is money In pork
paislng.
Year: 1875

HORSES AND CoLTs.-If the stable is
comfortable. no horse should be blanketed
at night Much mischief is done by keep
animals too warm. The coat is greatly
thickened as cold weather approaches, and
provision is made by nature for the change
Of season. Good ventilation is absolutely
necessary, and temperature of 40' in the
stable IS more healthful In winter than Coz.
A pound OF oil-cake meal At each feed. will
help to keep horse warm and his coat
smooth. II his coat Is smooth he is in good
health. Colts should have plenty of exer-
else, AID moderate but regular supply OF
grain. Coarse food given to colts tends to
enlarge the digestive organs. and produce
"pot-belly.' which destroys their future
capability for quick work.-TEx.
Year: 1875

Each particle of matter is an immen-
sity, each leaf world, each insect an in
explicable compendium.


The fawning courtier and the surly
squire often mean the same thing-each
his own interest.


High Office is like pyramid only two
kinds of animals reach the summit-rep-
tiles and eagles.


Dance as long as you can; we must
travel through life, but why make dead
march of it?


A grain of sand leads to the fall of a
mountain when the moment has come for
the mountain to fall.


Contempt is kind of gangrene, which,
If it seizes one part of a character, cor
rupts all the rest by degrees.


Life is short day, but is a working
day. Activity may lead to evil, but in
activity cannot lead to good.


A man who loves only himself and his
pleasures is vain, presumptuous, and
wicked even from principle.


Most arts require long study and ap-
plication; but the most useful art of all
that of pleasing requires only the desire.


1t is very natural for young friend
and young lover to think the persons
they love have nothing to do but to
please them.


The selfish man suffers more from his
selfshness than he from whom that sell
fishness withholds some important bene-
fit.


Railway travelling is not travelling at
all; it is merely being sent to a place,
and very little different to becoming a
parcel.
Year: 1875

A good architect says that no man has
a right to build house until he himself
knows what he wants. The tastes OF
every family are different, and the houses
should express them. If a household is
musical and not literary, it is of good
deal more importance that there should
be convenient nook for a piano than
unlimited space for book.shelves. But
why should people who care nothing for
the concord of sweet sounds pay to gen.
tility the tribute of a music room 2
Furniture, too, should take its color from
the taste and the necessities OF each
household. People who make their liv-
iug-room their sole parlor do not want it
furnished with silk or satin, which must
either be shrouded in unsightly brown
linen, or else soon becomes so marred and
disfgured as to be torment to the eye.
For such comfortable living -rooms-an
they are the pleasantest rooms in which
any one can ask guest TO sit down
give us good strong woolen reps, or even
old fashioned haircloth, rather than
silken dilapidation. Take any good
sized room, and put paper on the walls
of subdued yet cheerful tone; hang up
a few good photographs or engravings
let few flowers bud and blossom in the
sunniest window have plenty Of tables,
and plenty of books and papers on them
soft chairs and convenient footstOols, and
the king himself would enjoy passing an
hour there-or else the king is person OF
poor taste.
Year: 1875

Down to the time of George H., there
was perhaps no kind of book SO largely
and universally used az the horn book I;
at present there is no book of that reign
it would be more difficult to procure a
copy of. 1t was the primer ofour ances-
tors-their established means of learning
the elements of English literature. 1t
consisted Of single leaf, containing on
one side the alphabet, large and small
in black letters or in Roman with per-
haps small regiment in monosyllables
and copy of the Lords Prayer; and
this leaf was usually set in frame of
wood, with slice ofdiaphanous horn in
front-hence the name. horn book
Generally there was handle to hold it
by, in which there was usually bolc for
a string, whereby it was slung to the
girdle of the scholar. The alphabet on
the horn book was invariably prepared
with cross, whence it came to be
called the Christ Cross Row, or by cor
ruption, the Criss Cross Row, term
which was often used instead of horn
book
Year: 1875

He didn't ask the boys for the best
place to dig worms, and he didn't Offer
to bribe any of them to show him the
best fishing spot. He suddenly appeared
among them with long selection from
the cane-brake over his shoulder, and,
after q silent survey of the shore, he
walked down to where an old log was
lying with one end half buried in the
bank, and there took seat.


"Want to catch whale~ yelled one
impudent boy.


"Oh he's after Goldfish !" shouted an
other.


He didn't mind them. Some old men
would have spit on their hands, and
shaken their fists, and thrown SOlomon's
injunction up TO the boys, but he con-
tinued calm and unruffled. He removed
the pole from his shoulder, attached a
grub to the hook, and flung the line far
out. Then he crossed his legs, got firm
hold of the pole, and CON menced to fish.


1t was early in the morning. The boys
threw stones, which fell beside the old
mans hook with deep ker-chunk," !"
and they SHE'D pieces of dirt, which
came within an inch of the old mans
hat, but he would not even turn his
head. He sat up straight, kept his eyes
on the spot where the fish-hoOk went un-
der, and he had no care for what was
passing around him.


Some men going down the river in a
skiff asked him if he was intending to
supply the market with fresh mackerel,
but he never raised his eyes. The "wash"
from passing steamer ran over his boots
and up to his knees, but he did not move
an inch.


At noon the boys went home, unable
to stand the broiling sun any longer.
Sweat was to be seen on the back of his
coat, and running down along his wrin-
kled cheeks, but his coat tails still
dangled in the river, and his lonesome
looking eyes were still fastened on the
fish-line. He was there at one o'clock,
at three, at five. Once he seemed about
to pull up the line to see il the hook was
all right, but he thought better of it, and
the pole settled back to its original posi-
ton.


AS the shades of evening gathered, the
old man uncrossed his legs, and an exult-
ant smile played across his face. He rose
up, stepped over the log, and began to
haul in on the pole. The smile grew
broader-victory could be read in his
eyes. The line came in foot by foot, and
by and by he gave it twist and flop,
and landed hook and "catch on the
shore. The smile faded away; the exult-
ant look was replaced by the same old
sorrowful, wOe-begone expression. He
bent over, unfastened the hook from an
old hat, wound the line around the pole,
shOuldered the latter, and was lost in the
deep shadow of night as he toiled up the
honly
Year: 1875

You can always tell boy whose
mother cuts his hair. Not because the
edges of the hair look as though they
had been chewed off by an absent
minded horse, but you tell it by the way
he stops on the street and wriggles his
shoulders. When fond mother has to
cut her boys hair, she is careful to avoid
any annoyance and mess by laying a
sheet on the carpet. 1t has never yet oc-
Cured to her to set him on the floor, and
put the sheet around his neck. Then she
draws the front hair over his eyes, and
leaves it there, while she cuts that which
is at the back. The hair which lies over
his eyes appears to be on fire. She has
unconsciously continued to push his head
forward until his nose presses his breast,
and is too busy to notice the snuffling
sound that is becoming alarmingly fire.
quent. In the meantime he is seized
with an irresistible desire to blow his
nose, but recollects that his handkerchief
is i'm the other room. There is fly lights
on his nose, and does 1t 80 Unexpectedly
that he involuntarily lodges, and catches
the points of the shears in his left ear.
At this he commences to cry and wish
he was man. But his mother doesn't
notice him. She merely hits him on the
the other ear to inspire him with conf.
dence. When she is through, she holds
his jacket-collar back from his neck, and
with her mouth blows the short bits from
the top of his head down his back. He
calls her attention to this fact, but she
looks for new place on his head, and
hits him there. Then he takes his aw-
ully-disfgured head 10 the mirror and
looks at it, and, young as he is, shoulders
as he thinks of what the boys in the street
will say.
Year: 1875

The Paterson papers tell the following
distressing story: Mrs. Post, wife of
Thomas Post, residing on the Erie Rail
way, near Ridgewoed, sent her children
TO the store about halt mile distant on
an errand. They were so long absent
that she feared they would be late for
school, and accordingly, taking her
youngest-a boy of less than two years
along with her, she started out to look
for them and found them. They not
having gone to the store, or else having
forgotten something, she concluded to
60 herself and send them on to school.
She left the little one behind and started,
not intending to be long gone. Upon
returning, some half an hour later, she
observed, as she neared the track, ex.
press No. IL come laundering along at
the rate of a mile minute, it being two
hours behind time. She also saw her
child sitting, carelessly tossing up the
sand, directly between the tracks, and
i'm the way of the incoming train. She
rushed forward, and, wild with fright,
almost precipitated her own body beneath
the iron wheels. So near was she that
the locomotive struck her hands i'm pass.
ing, as she held them forth in her ago
nized attempt to do something for her
child. The train passed, and the little
one was discovered with its head com.
pletely severed from its body-in fact
eye-witnesses aver that the child's head
rolled on one side as the body fell on the
other. The mother is said to have be
come maniac.
Year: 1875

From leafy England far away,
His bones are laid:
Not where the lark salutes the day,
Nor where white lambs In meadows play,
In the green shade.
lie lies within leafess land,
In the cold snow;
Where no kind foot or kindlier hand
Can visit him, or weave band
To soften Woe
The white drift whirling all around
On sea and shore,
They took him from the ship ice-bound,
And laid him gently In the ground
For evermore.
And though no English lafks shall throng
Above his grave,
To soothe his slumber with their song,
He lies secure from mortal wrong
o sweet and brave!
The secret of the Polar Sea
Is yet concealed
But to thy vision, pure and free,
The secret of eternity
Has been revealed!


-Erening Hours.
Year: 1875

The st. Cathariaes Journal thus speaks
of the latest excitement at the falls:


Niagara Falls is great place for peril.
Gus sensations and hair-breadth escapes


with here and there tragedy thrown in
to leaven the general appetite of the SEN
satiOn-lOving public for the marvellous
and horrible. The latest sensation oc.
CURED on Sunday on the American side
of the river, near the great falls. Manv
persons who have visited Prospect Park
may have noticed small island about
the center of the fall, not more than one
hundred feet from the brink, and about
four hundred feet from the paper mill.
For the past few days a small dog some
how got upon the island and could not
get off again. On Sunday, the water
being low, owing to the action Of the
wind, a daredevil sort Of fellow named
Bob Glassford, armed with whisky
bottle, and probably well primed with
the seductive fluid, either volunteered or
was induced to wade from the paper mill
to the island for the purpose of rescuing
the dog. He accomplished the foolhardy
undertaking successfully, and remained
on the island for some time-long enough
for large crowd to collect to see him
make his return trip. In the meantime,
however. the wind changed, and the
waters rose. After essaying several times
to get back he failed. Sometimes he
would stand on a rock up to his waist in
the water, pull out the whisky bottle and
make motion as if he was taking a
drink. Then he would return again.
He made six attempts to return and
failed each time. Finally he decided to
remain all night on the island, and kim
died fire to make himself comfortable,
as the night was disagreeably cold. The
impression is that there are three or four
parties at the falls who induced the fel-
low to 60 over for the purpose of making
q sensation and drawing a crowd, and
that Glassford was foolish enough to
accede to the proposal. 1t seems, how
ever, queer Sunday amusement for a
man to place himself in the very jaws of
death, as it were, for mere bravado, and
of all days in the week to choose Sunday.
Year: 1875

AN old lady in New York particularly
desired that a certain cushion on which
she sat in church should be buried with
her, and as there was difficulty abou
getting it into her coffin, it was luckily
proposed TO cut it, when several thou
sand dollars in greenbacks came to light
The old lady was clearly resolved that
ii she did bring nothing into the world
she would at all events, as near as posi-
BILE. take something out of it,
Year: 1875

Red is the national color of Denmark,
and everybody displays more or less
fondness for it. The servants and
attaches of royalty wear red; the mill
tary are dressed in red, and so are the
coachmen and footmen of the royal
family. The letter-carriers wear red.
The Hussars,-a branch of the cavalry,
wear very handsome red coats with
silver buttons. The National Guards
wear red, and on gala-days present a
fine appearance, with their beautiful red
coats, trimmed in front with profusion
of gold lace. The dress of the Hammer
Hess, or chamberlain in the rear, is
worthy of note. Their red coats have
two little gilt buttons, and from the right
side behind is attached large bow of
blue ribbon, to which is fixed veritable
key, rs badge of their order.
Year: 1875

WHAT is the difference between the
North and South Pole? All the differ
ence in the world.


WE send to our butcher for sweet
bread, and if we want a sweetmeat we
send to our bakers.


Music is the only sensual qualification
which men may indulge in to excess with
out injury to their moral or religious
feelings.


How a woman can keep on talking
while she twists up her back hair and has
her mouth full of ofhairpins is mystery not
yet explained.-Carl Pretsel.


GREAT men are great even in little
was, Daniel Webster never hung his legs
out of the front window to cool them.


SKEpTICIsM has never founded en-
pires, established principalities or
changed the worlds heart. The great
doers in history have always been men
of faith.


SOME ingenious observer has discovered
that there is a remarkable resemblance
between a baby and wheat, since it is
cradled, then thrashed, and finally be-
comes the flower of the family.


MARsALL Messenger: A book agent
took refuge under hay stack during
thunderstorm and the lightning struck
him on the cheek, glanced off and killed
mule two hundred yards away.


If you wish success in life, make per-
severance your bosom friend, experience
your wise counselor, caution your
elder brother, and hope your guardian
genius. With these you can hardly
fail


HIS face was his fortune. 1t is only
twenty-five or thirty years since Darwin,
gazing into his mirror, was suddenly
struck with his idea of the origin of man,
and now he has an income of SIC, 900
year.


SOME one suggests that more seats
should be placed in the vestibules OF
churches for the benefit of young men
who come to walk home with the young
ladies, and do not wish to attend divine
service themselves.


HOMES not merely four square walls,


Though with pictures hung and gilded;
Home Is where affection calls,


Filled with shrines the heart has builded.



Sailing in the heaven above us
Home is where there's one to Lowell


Home Is where there's one to love us


"No, gentlemen of the jury" thun-
dered an eloquent advocate, the other
day in a Denver court, this matter is
for his Honor to decide, who sits there
sleeping so beautifully" His Honor
opened both eyes and mouth and said
GAIL owing to your narcotic speech,
SIR"


Two years ago Pennsylvania servant
girl was sent to prison for stealing two
hundred dollars from her employer. The
money was found the other day where
he had hidden it, and now the man Of
fers the girl six dollars as recompense, and
she is willing to settle for ten thousand
dollars.


THE discovery of what is known as
"plate glass" was made in 1888, by
man named Thevart. 1t was discovered
by the accidental breakage of pot con-
tanning some of the material, a portion of
which flowed under a large fagstone,
which, being removed, showed the ma
teral to be in form of plate. This is
said to have suggested the idea of casting
the material in plates.
Year: 1875

The following Is the latest poem Of Hans Christ
an Anderson and Is for the first time published
n English. The translation is by Miss Adaline
indberg, OF Boston:


From pyramid in the deserts sand


mummy was brought to Denmark's land
The hieroglyphic inscription told
That the body embalmed was three thousand


years old.


II was the corpse Of mighty queen.
Examining 1t, they found between
Her closed fingers corn of wheat;
SO well preserved was this little seed,
That being sown, II put forth its blade,
Its delicate stem OF light green shade.
The ear got filed with ripening corn,
Full grown through sunshine and light Of the


morn.


That wonderful power in corn so small
1t Is lesson to each and all.
Three thousand years did not quench its germ,
1t teaches our faith to be strong and firm.
When such life is laid in a corn,
When out of that husk new plant could be


born


To ripen in sunshine and dew from the sky,
Then, human soul, thou spark from on high,
Thou art immortal as thy great sire
Whose praise is sung by the angel choir!
The husk, the body, Is buried deep,
And friends will go to the tomb and weep;
But thou shalt move on, on wings so free
For thine is the life of eternity.
That wonderful power of so small a seed
That miracle seen In that corn of wheat.
II puzzles the mind but still 1t is done
BY the author Of life the Eternal One.
Year: 1875

hemember the poor, for bleak winds are blowing,


And brightly the frost-pearls are gsthing around
The streamets have ceased all their musical flowing


And snow-drifts lie scattered all over the ground
Remember the poor in their comfortess dwellings


Hl-fed and ill-clad and oerburdened with care;
O. turn not away with look so repelling-


Thy Kindness may save them perhaps from despair
Remember the poor when the hearthstone is cheerful


And happy hearts gather around its bright blaze
There are hearts that sad and eyes fearful


As bright as thine own In their SUMMER days;
Misfortunes may scatter thy present possessions


And plenty to poverty leave thee prey;
How bitterly then wilt thou think of the blessings,


That charity asks from thy riches to-day.
Remember the poor as they thankfully gather,


Eachround his rich table with iuxury .,read
Thou too art pensioner rich Father,


For health and for friendship for rament and bread
If He hath been bountiful. with like spirit


Dispense of that bounty what charity claims;
For greater the treasure thy soul shall inherit


When thy bread on the waters returneth again.
the poor-this thou art commanded


Thy Savior thus kindly remembered the poor
% The destitute thou shalt not send empty handed


Unclad and unwarmed and unfed from thy door.
Thy peace in this life shall be like the deep river,


And dying, thy welcome to heaven shall! be
= Ye faithful and blessed of my fahercome hither
Ye did it to others-ye did it 10 me-"