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Year: 1873

A Kansas letter speaking of the late
Gen. Jim Lane, one of the early border
men of that State, says: Lane sleeps
under the shadow of the State Uniyer-
sity of Kansas, amid the memories that
he made famous and that made him
great. He was great man. 1t made
no odds how we'll you knew the intrinsic
debauchery Of his life or the cursedness
of his character, you could not stand in
his rugged presence without feeling OF
awe and respect born of admiration
for the very qualities IN him which In
other men are despised and loathed.
Edwin Forrest was not his superior in
dramatic intensity and impetuosity. He
commanded men as lion or tiger might
awe lesser beasts. He could walk into
crowd that welcomed him with the click
ing of a hundled revolver locks, and in
five minutes every man in that crowd
would have spilled the blood right out
of his own heart in fighting for Jim
Lane. He could stand mute before a
kissing and groaning mob, and in two
minutes you could have heard the
breath of love in the air rustic the
scented tresses of maiden in the hush
which would be there. He could stand
before an audience, speaking to them
with those great, cavernous eyes OF MS,
while his lips were shut and still, raise
his hand, and every one would rise with
his gesture; lower his hand, and every
one would sit down obedient to the won
derful electricity of his will. He was
one of those men whose utter failure to
comprehend that there is such thing as
danger made his courage Of no particu.
lar credit to him. His impulses ruled
him utterly, and hecould never see any,
thing between himself and the object
he sought. If there was an obstacle, he
always looked right over the top OF it,
and walked over or through it with the
same unheeding unconcern. The pos
sibility thai u..ere was or might be any
thing which he could not overcome, was
a suspicion that his mind had no room
to entertain. And when he pulled the
trigger of his own Derringer, with its
cold muzzle against his lips, doubt If
he realized that there was any danger In
the act. The narrowest escape Gen.
Jim had was when Lawrence, his home,
was sacked during the war. Jim was
one of the men watched particularly,
but in his night clothes he escaped from
the back door, just as the attacking
party were laundering at the front.
Gen. Jim escaped to his corn field near
the house, the pursuers close upon his
heels. The darkness Of the night and
short time allowed the pursuers, favored
him, and Gen. Jim Lane escapedto to still
further figure in the history of his State;


1t is true that just after the first Bull
Run fight, Wisconsin Governor pro-
posed to make Lane Colonel of regi-
ment of his troops. Gen. Sherman
heard of it, and taking the Governor to
a knoll in front of his headquarters, he
pointed to the lunatic asylum on the
Washington side, simply saying, "Gover-
nor, if you want a crazy Colonel for your
regiment, go there and get one-dont
take Jim Lane" Lane did not get that
regiment.
Year: 1873

THE country all around Tucson has been pretty liberally drenched with rain, and we have reports of fresh green grass on all sides. At Camp Grant, the supply of water is again ample. Excepting along the Gila, the late crops seem to be doing as well as usual in this country. It is cloudy and sultry this morning.
Year: 1873

Having full faith in the country, they mean to stay by it until the day of gen. eral jubilee shall come, when all can re- joice together in its peace and prosperity. Drop in and examine our stock.

 Exchange sold on all parts ofthe world.

 Photographic transfers made with any section of the country.

 A few more of those "Don't mention them" left. Call quick if needed.
Year: 1873

THE Pima County Supervisors will meet next Monday as board of equalization, when they will close up their duties in that line. The principal object of the meeting is set forth in an official adver- tisement in this paper. No business as supervisors will be transacted before the regular quarterly meeting in October.
Year: 1873

ALTHOUGH more pleasant this than last week, we cannot feel enthusiastic over the weather in Tucson. More rain is needed, but the signs for more are not hopeful. Nights are quite pleasant and days toler ably breezy, but the earth needs soak ing rain.
Year: 1873

Eg- Honesty still resides in Massa-
chuseus. a state constable WAS recent
ly >nullag around in search Of liquor,
which was hcing sold without a license
lis instinct led him to the house Of a
villageg who pretended to be alarmed
thcrcat, and coayiagly offered him ten
dollars not to notice a large manure heap
that lay near his stable. The trusty of.
Acor spuned the bribc, and procuring q
fork. the way he spread that compost
around was caution, This, you see
was just what the wag wanted done with
it, and when tho constable had got thro
he found that he had been sold without s
license
Year: 1873

Gg- a few days ago a resident Of be
troit was taken sick and sent for Il doc
ter. The doctor left prescription and
with it a request that one Of the children
should call at his office the next day and
say how the patient was doing A little
girl came, and when questioned she
promptly answered; Please, sir, faith
cr is gotting better, he's broke the stove
all to pieces this morning, ana been a
fighting mother just like he used to
Year: 1873

OVER -ExERTIoN, either Of body or mind,
produces debility and disease. The usual
remedy is to take some stimulant, the effect
of which it the same as giving tired horse
the whip instead OF oats. The true way
is to fortify the system with a permanent
tonic like the Peruvian Syrup, "a protoxide
of lroa,) which gives strength and vigor
to the whole system.
Year: 1873

Farmers.-As the heat of Summer ap-
proaches be careful that the condition of
your Horses and Cattle is good. If their
blood is poor and impure, they arc not
prepared for the debilitating effect Of hot
days and sultry nights and will die.


Foutz's Horse and Cattle Powders, that
are SO renowned throughout the land, will
purify the blood and correct the system.


See advertisement in another column.
Year: 1873

My pap is down the river, YOU know;
He had no work and lie felt SO blue,


He thought he would take trip below,


10 sec If he could get something to do.
We want some soap 10 wash our clothes,
y little meal to make "pone:"


We have no money to pay today,
But mother will pay when pap COMES home.
AMI our rent was due two weeks ago;
suppose the landlord will want q stamp
Oh, my! but this is miserable tow-
Yes, here comes lahilord, heat his tramp.
The windows are Broken and the roof is bad
And over the walls the bedbugs roam;
But will not speak about that now,
For mother will phy when pap comes homo.
l would like pair OF shoes, also,
For you see that these are badly worn,
And would feel better in new hat, tob,
For this one, You see, is awfully torn.
would like a little extra change,
It some one would only give me ban,
anu sure it will be all right too,
For mother will pay whel, pap comes home.
or course we want 4 little wood
To bake our bread and fry our fish;
lfIcould Get tich-oh, if only could!
But surely this is i wicked wish.
But poot h,other is working so hard each day
Her body is worn to skin and bone;
But Heaven will bless the man who trusts
Mother to pay when pap comes home.
Year: 1873

Nothing gives us more respect for a
man than to See him use temperate
language in discussing persons whom
he does rSt like. This is the reason
why we htVe profound regard for the
editor of The Lexington (Mo.) Caucas-
ian. He is man who restrains himself
when he feels mad: He was bitterly
opposed to the recent editorial .convrn:
tion in St. Louis, atd he said so; but
instead of denouncing it with violent
language, instead Of Hurting foul ep.-
thets at it, instead Of abusing the meri
bers and Safeguarding chem, and call
ing them vile names. and indulging in
indecent vulgarity, he chose better
ana more christian course. and merely
referred kindly but decidedly to the con
vention as IAN aimlesS and fruitless
catawampus of hincompoopic CAB.
salirts and rapsaclli6ns." And then, we
suppose, he had his head shaved and
went to bed. When such amiable gen
tlemen rs this control the press and
help I'd form public opinion, it would
be ridiculous not to expect the rapid
growth Of the American people in
Christian civilization.


When we were younger we used 10
contribute sentimental poetry to a
PAPER in the interior OF this State, and
any one WHO read it must have enter
tanned a conviction that the soul OF
the poet was narrowed by the most
awful STORM of conflicting passions;
that he %as a mlsetable, unhappy
victim Of reinorse, despair, blighted
affection and agonizing reg ret, to whom
death would have been happy relief.
And set, Immediately after writing a
poem Of the most heart-rcnding des.
cription, full OF melancholy and tears,
we have been known to eat half
pound Of sirloin steak, six fried onions
and hall mince pie. The last poem
we ever wrote for that paper was enti-
tied "Musing at Sunset" ind the first
yerss began in this manner.


as cat beside the window and gazed into
The daylight fell and vanished and all nature


sank to rest.


This was at the time that the soul OF
the poet was sufl'uSed by tenderness
for Miss Magruder. We knew Miss
Magrudsr would see the poem, and
we had &orded it in such manner that
we were certain it would excite emotion
in the heart OF the fair Magruder. But
failed to DO so, probably for tile reason
that when the paper came out, the
two lines had been transpostd by some
unscrupulous iiend of compositor so
that they read thus:


AS sat beside the window and grabbed her


by the waist


The delight felt was varniGEStl as the creature


drank my vest.


Then We went solenthly around and
killed the thmpositor, ard discontinued
our contributions to that paper: AS
Tor Miss Ma5ruder, she merely laughed
and all the other Magrudcrs laughed,
and we then turned our attention per-
manently to prose. Poetry is not safe
while type-setting is performed by
human beings instead OF machinery.
Year: 1873

A house ought to be work Of art;
just like picture. Every bit OF fur
niture in it should be particle of a
great composition chosen with re-
ference 10 every particle. a grain Of
color is hundredlh or an inch across,
it is Of the utmost importance in pic
ture; and little ornament OH the
chimney. piece is Of the utmost impor-
tance in house,. G.. FawcytoQ.
Year: 1873

Foreign exchange becomes still further demorsl-
lied gold gets in good borrowing demand, and
there is inquiry for bills holders of gold prefcrrng
TO lend their coin rather than it in buying ster-
hing. The leading drawers reduced rates to-day
twice. but prime 90 days bills did not fetch more
than 1914 in the outside market There is a heavy
pressure of borrowed bills the market. We annex
Year: 1873

DAScE.-Though the turn out was not very
large last Thursday evening at the first of the
series of dances to be given here by Fisch &
Reinhart this winter the enjoyment was i'm
menSe.
Year: 1873

LARGE We have on our table ounce which
measures 16 inches in circumference and weighs
about two pounds. This mammoth fruit was
SroWn in Mrs Walkup's lot, which is OH a rocky
ridge in appearance barren before cultivation
This is evidence that any of our foothill land
viii nroduce fine fruit if put to the test
Year: 1873

PAY Your TAxEs.-The Tax Collectors are
now busy at work collecting Uncle Sam dues.
Each Collector has given notice-see advertise
ments in another column-when he will be
around in your part of the county, and we
would advise all property owners TO watch for
them, and pay their taxes. We must pay be-
lore the first of January next, or five per cent.
Will be added thereto. Promptness is economy
III 'his matter, as in most others. There is no
uSe putting the matter off in hopes of getting
y" OF paying for you can not do it, Corpora
Tons and very rich men are the only ones who
van succeed in that dodge, and it may be the
dearest for them in the long run.
Year: 1873

CoLoRED JURoR.-The Jury in the District
Court, which has been in session this week. is
composed of eleven white men and one colored
gentleman. This, we believe, is the first 'ff-
teenth constitutional white man. as some call
themselves, that has ever sat on n jury in Pla-
Ger. There must be beginning to all things.
Year: 1873

GooD TrME.-lnvitation tickets are in circula-
ton, which ask all who would like to have an
evenings enjoyment for nearly nothing, to at
Hill House tonight. The party we under
stand, is gotten up just to have a good time re-
sardless of cost, and all may consider them
selves invited, whether they happen to get a
ticket or not
Year: 1873

A correspondent of the Journal of
Horticulture CEnglish) recommends the
use of oil of vitriol for destroying such
hardy weeds as plantains and thistIes,
on a lawn or along fences. It is much
more effectual and expeditions than
salt. We condense the following ex-
tract "Take an old blacking bottle,
with a wire round it to carry it by, and
a stick to dip with. The stick should
not be pointed, but should be notched
round for an inch or two at the end, the
better to hold the liquid. just one
drop quite in the heart of the plantain
is sufficient to cause death, and the
notched stick will contain at one dip
enough to destroy three or four plants.
If the acid is good the work of death
can be both seen and heard, for the
vitriol Kisses, and it burns up the plan
tain in moment. A row of plantains a
foot wide sprang up on a lawn here
where an iron fence formerly ran. The
owner, seeing at a place he visited the
good effect of yitriol, put the hint in
practice. The plantains were killed in
an hour, and have never appeared again.
1t is three years ago, and it is impossi-
bic to recognize the line of the fence ;
. it completely burns the roots out. I
have tried it on large dandeIions with
the same result One of the young
gentlemen here amused himself by
hunting out the longest thistles he
could find to experiment on; the vitrioI
completely killed them by eating the
roots out. One drop Will do. Care is
required that it does not touch the skin,
boots, or clothes; it is not safe in the
hands of children, but man or woman
with ten minutes practice can kill plan
tains much more quickly than aEy lad
! can eat gOoseberries.


A WISE questioning Is the hafl OF
/ knowledge. .-SOcr0teS.
Year: 1873

A Mrs. King had surprise at Shaw
neetown the other day. It was an acci-
dent that Mrs King happened to be at
Shawneetown. She did not intend to
90 there, but the steamboat Jennie
Howell, on which she was travelling,
struck a snag and sunk in the Ohio
river. Several of the passengers were
drowned, and among them some chill
dren. Mrs. King had a child on board
whom she mourned as lost, and was
taken to Shawneetown without her
babe. The Jennie Howell sunk deep
in the water, and the next morning men
went to the vessel to recover the bodies
of the lost. Soon after daylight mat
tress was discovered floating in the
cabin, which was filled with water near
ly to the ceiling. Upon examination a
child, little boy, was discovered on the
mattress sleeping as peacefully as if
nothing unusual had happened. His
bed was not very dry, for it had sunk a
good deal from soaking but still sus-
tanned It's living freight. In due time
the child was sent to Shawneetown,
where the other passengers had been
landed the evening before. Its coming
made an excitement among the wrecked
travellers, for more than one mother had
lost children by the disaster. It was a
touching scene when Mrs. King recog-
nized the child as her boy whom she
had mourned as lost for nearly twenty
four hours. The preservation of Moses
as the safety of Mrs. Kings boy. He had
been tossing about the waste of waters
in the cabin all night, and was brought
TO his mother alive in the hour of her
/ deepest woe.
Year: 1873




A storm, like all great realities, is
grandest and when best seen it has
nothing to gain from indistinctness of
view. Night, if it increases the danger,
cOnceals what the imagination can
hardly reproduce, and cannot surpass.
The low, driving scud overhead is swept
along ceaseIessly in formIess murki-
ness; huge masses of foam, churned
up in the recesses of the rocks. are torn
up by the fierce blasts of the wind and
whirled wildly through the air, shifting
against the face of the cliffs and the
green banks above, which are fecked
with white as. from the remains of
snOw-storm. The black, rocky coast
line to the south, until it is lost in
sustained confusion of surging spray
and cloud, seems dwarfed under the
snow-white columns that are hurled up
from its base, the SUBMITS of which,
struck by the level wind above, stream
far inland, ragged curtain of spray,
while the heaving masses thunder down
again in a thousand cataracts. The
nearer piers, with their lofty staging,
are buried under the waves, which leap
hundred feet above them as in sudden
surprise and wrath at their premature
arrest. Out at sea, as far as the eye
can penetrate, all is a scene of wild and
tUmultumous commOtion, multitude
nous as the waving tops of forest-trees,
but incomparably more violent, no sue
cessiOn or common motion can be OBJ
served, wave leaps above wave against
the lowering clouds, to fall back, burst
and bafaed, until nearing the shore,
they seem to marshal themselves for
assault, and, rushing on in swift sue
ceeding lines, rear up their turbid
might, bounding, quivering, coiling,
until they precipitate themselves into
the gulf which foreruns them, or are
hurled unbrOken against the rocks.
Sometimes, before the break Of such a
storm, the sun darts out for a moment,
and all the countless features of the
scene, before obscured in gloom and in
distinctness, stand out sharp and clear
as by a supernatural revelation; or, at
night, when the lower rack has been
swept away, and the upper clouds have
again piled themselves into masses, the
full moon pours down between them
through the storm-washed air food of
stainless light, which transforms all the
terror and grandeur into wild beauty
and serail grace. The rocks and piers
are masked IN shifting wreaths of snow
white cloud, the crash and roar of the
breakers is carried off by the wind, and
the waves, now all silver-white, appear
to gambol and chase each other in
harmless play, seemingly incapable of
hurt to ship or life; and on the ex-
treme verge of the horizon, beyond the
nearer light and farther darkness bound
ing it, there is a streak of purest,
calmest brightness, which seems to
speak of region beyond all of perfect
light and peace. But it is very rarely
that a smiling heaven thus transfgures
the wrathfull face of the deep, and most
commonly a storm dies out in the sulIen
gloom which has been one of the most
striking and oppressive features of it's
previous course. e..IHe CO771HiJ 4IGgG-
zine.
Year: 1873

The pencil marks you see around this
paragraph (thus) mean that your sub-
scriptior is out or unpaid, and that
you are requested to pay up at once.
We would take great pleasure in extend
ing credit to our friends and patrons,
but cash alone viii pay expenses. and
we are forced to adhere to a strict cash
rule. We hope you viii comprehend
and appreciate the necessity of such 2
course, and renew your subscription
without delay. We solicit your favor.


E1T We enter no new names on our
books without the money il aIvrce-
Year: 1873

You can always tell a boy whose
mother cuts his hair. Not because the
edges of it look as if they had been chew
ed off by absent minded horse, but you
tell it by the way he stops in the street
and wriggles his shoulders. When a
found mother has to cut her boys hair,
she is careful to guard against any an
noyance and muss by laying sheet up
on the carpet. 1t has never yet occurred
to her TO put him over bare 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 bis eyes appears to be sur
charged with electric needles, and that
which is silently dropping down under
his shirt band appears to be OH fire. She
has uneonsciOusly continued to push his
head forward until his nose presses his
breast, and is too busily engaged to mo-
tice the snuffing sound that is becoming


q
alarmingly frequent. In the meantime
he is seized with an irresistible desire
to blow his nose, but recollects that his
handkerchief is in the other room. Then
a fly lights on his nose, and does it so
unexpectedly that he involuntarily
dodges aud catches the points Of the
shears in his left ear. At this he COM
mences to cry and wish he was a man.
But his mother doesn't notice him. She
merely hits him on the other ear, to in
spire him with confidence, and goes on
with the work. When she is through
she holds his jacket collar back from
his neck, and with her mouth blows the
short bits of hair from the top of his
head down to his back. He calls her
attention to the fact, but she looks for
new place on his head and hits him
there, and asks him why he does not


use his handkerchief. Then he takes his
awfully disfigured head to the mirror
and looks at it, and as young as he is,
shudders as he thinks what the boys on
the streets will say.-Dc,bary Ne,rs.
Year: 1873

Did you ever sec woman undertake
to saw wood? 1t is always a little while
before dinner, when the pies won't bake
and the potatoes absolutely refuse to
come to the boiling point, and the only
stick of wood is three inches too long.
After vain attempts to prove the ell
asticity of matter by putting two-foot
three-inch stick into a two-foot,, stove,
she goes out to the saw-horse, puts her
knee on the refractory stick in the way
she has seen men do. But the edges of
the wood are sharp, and she takes it
down again with an ejaculation, and
with growing disregard for appearan-
ces, puts her foot on it instead. Her
hair never fails to come down at this
and she has to stop and twist it into a
knot behind before beginning to saw.
Then the saw commences frantic jump
ing and skipping on its own account,a
the whole feminine mind being concen-
trsted upon keeping up the foot that is
up, and down the foot that should be
down, until, in an unlucky moment the
stick flies up, and launches q blow at
her nose just as somebody is going by


She stops and pretends TO be looking


for something, while dark thoughts of
divorce and separation fash through


her mind, and she vows in her innocent
soul that she will never attempt to saw
wood again if there never is any dinner.
But her pride and her dinner are ut
stake,an all her native obstinacy comes
to the surface; she will conquer that
stick or die. Fired by new fury, she
succeeds in saving two-thirds of the
way through and braking off the rest of
tit is rotten rail-she goes into the
house to find the potatoes boiled dry,
and the pie in state of sodden uncer-
tainty. The children come home from
school and the husband from the shop,
and find kind of hushed solemnity in
the air and no pie for dinner. The me-
ridinal meal is eaten in silence and Bit
terness of heart, and then the wife OF
his bosom inquiries if she is expected to
take care of the stable and feed the pigs


as well as saw wood. The mans says,
"Hang 1t all, forgot" and the woman


drops her sarcasm and breaks down in
the declaration that she newer will
do 1T again, nerer, but she will ;she
will do it tomorrow, and the next day,
or the day after, for one of the things
that women never will learn is
that she cannot saw wood.-DaRbgry
Ne,cs. sl'l -. -sIt.l .
Year: 1873

The Brooklyn Board of Health discussed a
matter of considerable public Importance last evening,
namely the burial OF persons who die OF smallpox and
other contagious diseases The Health officer, DR..
Otterson laid the subject before the Board and stated
that al present he had Jurisdiction I'm the matter but
desired the Board would invest him with power and
means for future action.