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Show of Jonah. I' irxthor Msebeth may the Ehors an5 factories hare tarnfl take ro a'.irrn '.2V2a arJ army out their flaunting troops cf fashion of Uechanaiian and beauty. Long processions, streammay, in pros ing with perspiration and begrimed At nine u'cl ci las.t night were heard with clouds of the mother element, of the great day, in are completing their everlasting cirthe first i ihe souad cf u crackers, squibs anl cuits through the populous streets. unlike the fly- Squads cf juvenile followers have falflying KermTj-n- ot ancient len off, and musical Instruments heirm ing serpents P"opi,., bm v. i::.jit a brazea terpen t to to sound as though their owners, incure the bitten. A'l the poles bear stead of desiring to give out much flags, Instead, tfiose fctripes ar.4 stars more liquid martial melody, were in a youthful bosom, need of some sort of inflame, in liquid themthat sort of patriotism which find.? es- selves. The van members of the proand capement in cession, having ended their journey, stand quite at ease, converting their reptiles. The booming cannon at midnight hats into fans; and, considering the ushers la the eventful anniversary, circumstances, look with very cool and now, complacency upon the unfortunate ones who are left to bring up the rear. '"No s!p till mom," cr thereafter! Ton to dream of Soda fountains and small beer estabthe olden time that "tri'! l souls," lishments are now in the height of men started fron their couches at the operation. Phiz! crack! popple! roar of a fore:;n lion: and there! popple! and expelled stopples go whizcrack! near year window goes off a zing and booming from the foaming gun, or something worse. You console muzzles of angry bottles, now glad to yourself, however, with the thought break loose and take revenge for past this may be tbe first and the last salu- confinement. A thousand throats are tation M) near a: hand; and with tn'.a gurgling the delicious liquids, and reflection you are falling into a deli- twice that number of lips tire IHa C cious lapse, when, there! another l.e beard, nearer still. Arid such another: ,'tv: You listen, and wonder whether the Instrument burst or not, almost hoping it did, in order to terminate this serenade of thunder. Well, you about conclude an actual explosion took place, and you begin to fear the juvenile Jupiter has been kicked over and wounded in the cause of his country. In your sympathy for the fallen patriot, you listen anew, and are tempted to turn out to hi3 relief, when by the shadow of Pluto and all his subterranean armory! right under your window, bellows such another gunpowder fulminatioa as you never expect to hear again. No matter, however, for the occasion gives moment to the most trifling circumstances, and you feel NOW WILDLY GAZING. reconciled with thoughts on the blessedness of liberty. Yet, with a remnant Ing, expressive of grateful satisfaction, of desperation, you wish all the sul- much to the aggravation of innumerphur and saltpetre of the under king- able youngsters who stand looking on, dom thrust into some piece of artillery, mournful from the want of a few coplike that which Milton ascribes to the pers, to enjoy similar indulgences. Beneath becking pavilions, in crowdinventive genius of Satan, and touched ed halls, or happily in the green grove, off at once and forever. at last gather the eager host. Fans flit like swarms of cooling phantoms But the sun is up, and the d hills" tremble at dawn with the before glowing faces, and the orator boom of a hundred cannonading of the day opens with the ominous For an hour he echoes. From yonder tall staff streams "Fellowcitizens!" the banner high and gay in the morn- sinks and soars, generalizes from Rome ing light and breeze a ribbon sail to Plymouth, and becomes lost in the strung out from the fleecy cloud on immensity of themes. But now the which the angel of freedom rides in grand festival is at hand. Toasts, muthe heavens over the nations of earth. sic, cheers and, then, there is no calfor culating how easily the responsibilities Angel of Columbia, weep not! millions thee beneath groan, of the country weigh upon the minds though d multitude. yet a little while longer, and the shout of the The declines and the sun hovers day that rings from Maine to Oregon shall be the shout of a raca redeemed fiom in the west like a Roman candle, flingthe last bond. Now mellowly mingles ing its hazy light over the hills. Or, the sound of martial music with the there it glares, with a great red eye, morning air. Gay troops march, with towards the east, as though winking gay plumes and glistening arms, along in defiance of the monarchical powers beyond the Atlantic. The streets begin to echo the tread of flagging feet. Day pales into twilight, and, as the western star comes out, a rocket ascends to greet it, and mock its distance. As darkness creeps over the lawns and parks darken with human throngs; while windows, balconies and housetops tremble under the weight of pyrotechnical gazers. Shout after shout rises through the smoky air like the murmurings of the sea, as the heavens glow with eccen-hrfires, in mimicry of the fireworks of the firmament. But the hour has gone by, and in the gloom of night the 71 weary wanderers hie to their homes. GAY TROOPS MARCH, the thoroughfare, as proud of, them- Silencs and darkness draw their curselves as the boys are who march by tains over a sleeping nation, while their side, in anarchlal file, keeping dreams of the departed day still lingtime with fife and drum. Room, room, er around. Morning will soon come of Neptnne, again, and call forth the toiling millnow, for the with coat3 cf many hues and Joseph ions to the heat and burden of a now in peace, ye But shirts, dragging their tridents behind, weary day.sons sleep and of daughters suffering conthe trimmed and trusty for raging and dream ye of a liberty comes with then And Flora, flagration. her fairy band, decked In green and not your own, though a name dear, and adored by hearts of Columbian soil! blossom array, moving onward in genSad and Bolemn the scene of enchat-tele- d flowa like tle and smiling procession, multitudes, yet ever glorious with ery kland floating down the meadow-streato the music of nymphs and prophecy is the jubilee of an Amerithe rippling of Eden waters. The bells can Fourth. ring in joyous peal, and each stroke of How He Won Her. the metal thrills the tramping multiConsuela 'Tapa tells me that yot tude with a shock of indefinable enthu- are not a saint by any means, Howard." siasm. Great thoughts of the glory Howard "What has he been saying and greatness of the country swell in about me now?" "Oh, lots of things." many a bosom, wholly unused to any "Isn't a man known by the company extraordinary emotions. With what he keeps?" "I suppose so." "Well, does profound awe and admiration then, if the company he keeps 13 all that youth stand yonder in the street, this world to him, and again the very now wildly gazing. with eyes and best and most charming, isn't it proof mouth wide open, first at the crowd, that he is good?" "I should think so." and then at the banners strung from "Well, then, don't I keep your comchimney to chimney- and steeple to pany?" "YC3." Consuela's face brightsteeple! The town folks take him to ened, she blushed, smiled and said; bo an unripe vegetable, just because "Howard, dear, forgive me. Tapa has he wears what he pleases boots for been deceived. I won't believe anyservice, more than for squeaking-co- at, against you." And she threw herand rather than thing his arms. New York TriInto self rudely flaunting, 3ml a bune. hat capricious encmPn to hold all tho A Jok on tlifl DentWt. gingerbread he can afford to purchase. Mrs. McLuberty "How did ye Well, If he has no right to look as he pit pleases, nor to thrust his hands deep along wld th' dlntist, Marty?" McInto his pockets, in support of the inLuberty "Sure, he moighty near kilt dependent indifference of his posime, so he did; but, bedad, ol hot th' of what avail laugh on him, all th' same." Mrs. Mction, nud on such are all the boasted privileges of the Luberty "Is thot so?" McLuberty "Yls. Begorrah! he pulled th wrong country? noon. All toot'." Judge. It U no towards burn-in'. in-i't'r- e '3 fiery-wing- torx-.loe- V- - !vJf . VS 5f'? v-'-- ' J ,L'l Jliti-f- a "Wherever I have been, I have been proud of being a citizen of this great BY FRANCIS SCOTT KEY. republic, and, in the remotest corners 0 say, can you see, ly the dawn'a early of the earth, have walked erect and secure under that banner which our light. twithe at we liall'd so What opponents would tear down and tramproudly last ple under foot. I was in Mexico when gleaming light's Whoso broad stripes and bright stars, that city was taken by assault. The house of the American ambassador was through the clouds of the fight, so were watched we O'er the ramparts then, as it ought to be, the refuge of streaming! gallantly And the rocket's red glare, the borab3 bursting in air, Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there; banner O say, does that wave yet rr.a. O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave? THE BANNER. STAR-SPANGL- "rock-ribbe- star-spangl- On that shore dimly seen through tho mists of the deep, Where the foe'B haughty host In dread Bllence reposes, What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, now conceals, now As It fitfully discloses? Now it catches the gleam of the morning's first beam, In full glory reflected now shines on the stream; banner; 0 long TIs the may It wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave! star-spangl- And where is that band who so vaunt- ingly swore That the havoc of war and the battle's confusion A home and a country should leave m no more? Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps' pollution. No refuse could save the hireling and slave From the terror of flight or the gloom of the grave; banner in triAnd the wave doth umph O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave. star-spangl- 0! thus be it ever, when freemen shall stand Iietween their loved homes and the war's desolation! Illest with victory and peace, may the land Praise the power that hath made and a nation. preserved Avhen our cause we must, Then conquer it Is Just, And this be our motto "In God is our heav'n-rescue- banner in star-spangl- tri- wave umph O'er th land of the free and the home cf the brave. Our ountry'n Fluff. The Hon. Joel It. l'oinsett. a native of South Carolina, and one of her most gifted sons, during the latter part of the administration of John Quincy Adams, it will be remembered, repre- sented the United Stales at the capital ct Mexico, wlili h was then much distorted by 1'iternal dissensions. While Mr. Poinnett resided there, the city was optured by one of tho contending factions, and he and his family incurred no small degree of personal danger from the violence of the soldiers, by hora they were suspected of affording concealment to certain obnoxious Individuals. In the height of tho nullification controversy after his return, . ,t iu tin mini-esueuveieii to the peopla of Charleston, the following eloquent passage occurs: -- s mm 7 A SAFE REFUGE, the distressed and persecuted; it was pointed out to the infuriated soldiery as a place filled with their enemies. They rushed to the attack. My only defence was the flag of my country, and it was flung out at tbe instant that hundreds of muskets were leveled at us. Mr. Mason and myself placed ourselves beneath its waving folds. We did not blench, for we felt strong in the protecting arm of this mighty republic. We told them that the flag that waved over us was the banner of that nation to whose example they owed their liberty, and to whose protection they were indebted for their safety. The scene changed as by enchantment, and tlx same men who were on the point of attacking my house and menacing the inhabitants, cheered the flag of this country, and placed sentinels to protect it from outrage. in such a moment as that, would It have been any protection to me and mine to have proclaimed myself a Carolinian? Should I have been here to tell you this tale, if I had hung out the Palmetto and the single star? Be assured that to be respected abroad, we must maintain our place la the union!" Fellow-citizen- s, ... well-feaste- land-rcap- e, ic land-so- Mam-mondo- dm d trust!" And the . ed 'Ml bij ik t V h! I memorable piandrth!glorious The sun '.'TN went down last ilh night beyond the hills, like an Olym ti:Lii' AV'""' unfurled streamers, 1,1:in fiL," w CMa"ot, with flinging up golden behind Its wheels. Along the west floated the hazy drapery of retiring day, and the horizon glowed with the prophetic Nature glory of the coming morn. braced her sides for ten thousand successive concussions of gunpowder, and the atmosphere cleared itself in ominous preparation for considerable smoke. Yesterday. "Hirnam Wood came to Dunslnane," or to town, rid began to stand up prim, before bom lis and beer shops. Pine, cedar, spruce, all look spruce, and straight, and na tural, as though trying to make peo- rle believe they sprung up and grew there in a single night, like the gourd cloud - hob-skirt- bell-crown- Stock. Australian AlfaUa-Fela Australia the great value of lucerne to the pastoralist consists in grazing stock on it, says a writer in Australasian. The employment of many hands in farming operations, such as conserving lucerne in the form of hay or ensilage, id dreaded by all flock and herd owners. Nevertheless I am a firm believer in the conservation of fodder in both forms, so that the stock may be helped over a bad season. By the aid of modern agricultural maand is" easily chinery and labor the and cheaply performed, cost are still less when ensilage ia are of opinmade. Many ion that lucerne is better for making fairly good sheep and cattle prime than for fattening stores from the first. In both cases the stock would probably do better if they had a grass paddock with the lucerne. All stock like a change of fooa, and will do better with a change than with a single article cf food, no matter how nutritious it may be. While on Mr. J. S. Hors-fail- 's estate of Widgiewa I met with a good illustration of the value of lucerne on a pastoral property. The manager (Mr. Morrison) weans the stud lambs at a very early age, and when taken from their dams they are put on a lucerne. The result is that the lambs never sustain the slightest check, and the ewes, relieved from the burden of having to support a lamb, come into the shearing-she- d in splendid condition. I saw the stud ewes about a month after the lambs were weaned, and they were kicking up their heels as if the cares and troubles of maternity did not exist. The very heavy fleeces yielded by the lambs on this estate are sufficient recommendation of the practice of early weaning on lucerne. In a favorable winter In Riverina there 13 often a good growth of lucerne, but it is not nearly as nutritious as that of spring and summer growth. Mr. P. McFarland told me that he had made an experiment which proved this. He divided a flock of lf he placed on wethers equally, lucerne, the other on native grass. They were sold at the same time, and 'those off grass were better, and realized a higher price than the others. i3 Australian live stock husbandry entering upon a new development, which will be hastened by the growing of wheat in Riverina, and in this development lucerne is destined to play 1 very important part. It will cause double, if not treble, the number of stock to be kept, and it will provide :he fodder (made into hay or ensilage), that will cause the losses from droughts to be reduced till they will oe scarcely worth recording. d hay-maki- stock-owne- rs one-ha- How He Got Good Prices. A farmer who kept the best stock to be had, and whose eggs were always fresh and his fowls plump, complained that he got no more for them than his neighbor, who gave his flocks but lit- tle attention, says a writer in Mirror and Farmer. Both shipped thoir produce to the same city, to be sold by a of eggs per year. When we reflect on commission merchant. His friend, who had listened to the complaints, remarked: "How can you expect customers to know that you have something choice to sell when you do not make the fact known? Why do you not advertise?" The farmer remarked that only breeders advertised. "You try it," said his friend. The farmer inserted an advertisement in a leading daily, as follows: "A farmer who collects his eggs daily, and who keeps pure bred fowls, desires families to send orders to him direct; no egg over 24 hours old." The result was that in less than a week he had more applicants than he cold supply with twice as many hens as he possessed, and with only one advertisement, which cost him less than a dollar. There were customers waiting for him, and as soon as he made himself known they came. He received from 10 to 15 cents per dozen more than the market price for eggs and his customers were willing to pay well for them. Cattlemen In Kansas- .Farmers and cattlemen in Western Kansas have contended for twenty years against the encroachments of cattlemen, who bring their stock in the spring into the state and 'run them," in some instances assuming the prerogative of building fences promiscuously across the country under alleged leases. This has been going on for years and has caused great difficulty for the small cattle raisers. The nonresident owners secured all benefits and escaped all taxation. To remedy this a Hamilton county representative has introduced a bill providing that all cattlemen having stock on pasture shall pay into the county treasury a certain sum. It is not intended by the measure to gain heavy revenues, but to keep the Interlopers out. Ex. Non-Reside- nt non-reside- nt non-reside- nt Fighting Flies. A good plan for keeping the flies off the cow at milking time has been suggested. It la said to work to a charm, and certainly it costs little to try it. The method 1s to throw a piece of cloth over the cows back at milking time. The cloth can be made out of old cotton sacks, and 6hould be large enough to cover the body very thoroughly, falling down behind over the tail, so that the member can not be switched Into the face of the milker. Ex. |