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EI>\VXN jVtATfcXIPiT, Proprietor. VOLUME IX. Devoted to Horae Interests and Culture. TWO DOLLABS A Year In Adrancf, PERRY, GEORGIA, THURSDAY, APRIL 10, 1879. NUMBERS LEAVE THE FOBT. at >. VAN DYKE. “Sold the Fort, for I sm coming!" This lia* been the cry too long; . W« xnunt now put on our armor. And go forth to moot the wrong. Let the feeble and the cowards, (till the walls and earthworks shield, But the strong and valiant soldier loves to fight in open field. Leave the Fort, howe’er securely All its mighty towers are made, Plants, whose natures crave the sunlight, Cannot prosper In the shade; Be the soul of noble Impulse, ’ With a firm and manly port. Boldly inarches'forth to battle; Brother, sister, Leave the Fort! There are evils past enduring. There are victories to be gained; Leave, the Fort, howe’er alluring, There's us siege to be sustained. Let our warfare be aggressive; Duty, danger, 1st us court; Then our life will be progressive. Brother, sister, "Leave the Fort!" Alt along the line of action Let this better watchword ring. Scorning party, creed and faction, Loyal only to our King— "Ko man’s man, but God and country’s, Honest, and of good report— Let us walk "as in the daylight.” ' Brothers, sisters, "Leave the Fort!” A Detective’s Story. Daring the year 1848 the West was flooded with counterfeit coin. It was so well man factored that it passed readily. The evil at last became so great that the United States authorities requested that a skilled detective might be sent to ferret out the nest of coin ers. I was fixed upon to perform this duty. I had nothing to guide me. The fact, however, that Chicago was the city where the counterfeit coin was moat abundant, led me to suspect that the manufactory might be somewhere within its limits. It was, therefore, to the capital of the West that I first pro ceeded. I spent five weeks in that beautiful city, but without gaining the > slightest clue to the eounterfeters. I begau to grow discouraged, aud really thought I should be obliged to return home without having achieved any result. One day I received a letter from my wife requesting that I would send her home some money, as she was out of funds. I went into a bunk and asked for a draft, at the same time time handing some money to pay for it. in which there were several half dollars. The clerk pushed three of the half dol lars back to me. “Couterfeit,” said he. “What?” said I, “do you mean to tell me those half dollars are counterfeit/'” “Ido.” “Are yon certain?” “Perfectly certain. They are re markably well executed, but they are deficient iu weight See for yourself.’ Aud be placed one of them in the scales against a genuine hadf-dollar on the other side. The latter weighed down the former. “That is the best executed counter feit I ever saw!” I exclaimed, examin ing them closely. “Is all the counter feit money in circulation hero of the same character as this?” "O, dear, no,” replied the clerk, “it is not nearly so well done. These are the work of Ned Willet, the famous New York counterfeiter. I know them well, for I have handled a good deal of it in my time. Here is some of the money that is in circulation here,” he added, taking several half dollars from a drawer. ‘ You see the milling is not near as perfect os Ned Willet’s, al though it is pretty well done, too.” I compared the two together, aud found that he was right. I supplied the the place of the three counterfeit half- dollars with good coin, and returned the former to my pocket again, A few days after this I received infor mation which caused me to take journey to a village thirty miles from Chicago. I arrived there at night and took up my quarters at the only tavern in the place. It was a wretched dwel ling,, and kept by an old man and wo man, the snrliest couple I think it has ever been my lot to meet. In answer to my inquiry as to whether I could have lodging there for the night, I noticed that the host gave a peculiar loot at his wife, and after some whispering I was informed in the most nngracions man ner possible that I could have a bed. The chamber was small in size, and was certainly well ventilated, for I could see the stars peeping through the roof. The bed was simply a bag of straw thrown into a corner of the room, without sheets or covering of any kind. I stood for more tba£ an hoar gazing out of the opening which served as a window. Before me was stretched an immense prairie, the limits of which I could not see. The tavern in which I had taken dp my abode appeared to be isolated from all other dwellings, and, save the croak of the tree frog and the hum of the locust, not a sound reached my ears. It was a beautiful moonlight night, and so blight I could see to read the smallest print At last I began to grow weary, and throwing myself on my pallet, I was «>on plunged into a deep slumber.— How long I slept I know not; but 1 was awakened by a dnll sound, which re sembled some one hammering in the distance. I suppose it was the pecu liarity of the sound which awoke me, for it was by no means load, bat con veyed to me the idea of some one strik- ln g iron with a muffled hammer. I rose op from my bed and went to the win dow, The moon was low in the west ern horizon, by which I knew it must be near morning. l I put on my boots, the only article of attire I had discarded, and cautiously opening tbe door of my chamber noise lessly descended the rickety staircase. A few steps brought me into the lower apartments, which l found entirely de serted. I-crepl quietly to the door, and unfastening it without tbe slightest noise, was soon m the moonlight. Not a soul was visible, but tbe sound continued, and grew much more distinct as I approached the place from whence it proceeded. At last I found myself before a long, low building, through the crevices I could perceive a lnrid glare issueiDg. I stooped down, looked through the key-hole, and, to my ex treme surpiise, I saw half a dozen strange looking men with their coats off and sleeves turned np, performing a variety of strange occupations. Some were working at a forge, others were superintending the casting of molds, and some were engaged in the process of milling coin. In a moment the whole truth burst upon me. Here was the gang of counterfeiters I was in search of, and the landlord and his wife evidently belonged to the same band, for in one corner I perceived them em ployed—the man polishing off some half dollar pieces, just turned from the molds, while the woman was packing the finished coins into rolls. I had seen enough, and was about to return to my apartment again, when suddenly 1 felt a heavy hand placed on my shoulder, and turning my head around, to my horror, found myself in in the grasp of as ill-lookiug a scoun drel as ever escaped the gallows, “What are you doing, my good fel low?” he, exclaimed in a gruff voice, giving me a shake. “Taking a stroll by moonlight,” I replied, endeavoring to maintain my presence of mind. “Well, perhaps yon’ll just take a stroll in here, will you?” returned the ruffian, pushing open the door, aud dragging me in after him. All the inmates of she barn immedi ately stopped work and rushed towards us when tkev saw me. “Whs,. wbat's this?” all exclaimed. “A loafer I found peeping outside,” said tbe man who had captured me. “He’s a traveler that oame to the tav ern to-night and asked for lodgings; the last time I saw him he was safe in' bed,” said the landlord. The men with drew to a corner of the apartment leav ing one to keep guard over me. I soon saw they were in earnest consultation, and were evidently debating the impor tant question. The man keeping guard over me said nothing, but scowled fiercely. At last tbe discussion seemed settled, for the blackest and dirtiest of the lot came forward, and, without any introduction, exclaimed: “I say, stranger, look here—you must die.”' I did not move a muscle or utter a souud. “You have found out our secret, and dead men tell no tales.” I was still silent-. “We give you ten minntes to say your prayers, and also allow you the privi lege of saying whether you will be shot or hanged.” . Suddenly'an idea 1 struck m& - ■ I ire- membered something that might «gave my life. I burst iuto a violent k fit of laughter, in fact it was hysterical, but thev did -not know that. They looked from one to the other in the greatest amazement. “Well, he takes it mighty cool, any how,” said one. “I suppose he doesn’t think we are in earnest,” said another. “Come stranger, you had better say your prayers,” said the man who had first spoken; “time flies.” My only answer was a fit of laughter more violent than the first. “The man's mad!” they exclaimed. “Or drunk,” said some. “Well, boys,” I cried, speaking for the first time, “this is. the best joke I ever seed. What, hang a pal?” “A pal—yon a pal?” “I ain’t nothing else,” was my ele gant rejoinder. “Did yon ever hear of Ned Willett?” I asked, “'■You may be certain of that. Ain’t he’at the head.of our profession?” “Well theD, I am Ned Willet.” “You Ned Willet!” .they all exclaim ed. - “Yon may bet yonr life on that.” I returned, swaggerinsr np to the corner where I bad seen the old woman count ing mid packing the counterfeit half- dollars. Fortune favored me. None of the men present had ever seen Ned Willet, although his reputation was well known to them, and my swaggering, insolent manner had somewhat thrown them off their gnard, yet I could plainly see that all their donbts were not removed. “And you call these things well done, do you?” I asked, taking up a roll of the money. “Well, all I can say is that if you can’t do better than this, yon had better shat np shop, that’s alL” Can you show ns anything better?” asked one of the men. “I rather think I can. If I couldn’t I’d go and hang myself.” “Let’s see it.” they all cried. This was my last coup, and one on which I knew my life depended. “Lookee here, gentlemen,” I exclaim ed, taking one of the counterfeit half- dollars from my pocket which had been rejected at the bank, "here is my last job; what do yon think of it? - ’ It was passed from hand to band, some saying it was no counterfeit and othere saying it was. “How will you prove that it is coun terfeit?” asked one of the men. “By weighing it with a genuine one,” I replied. This plan was immediately adopted, and it’s character proved. “Perhaps he got this by accident,” I neard one of tbe men whisper to an other. “Try these,” said I taking the other two from my pocket, All their donbts now vanished, “Beautiful!” saidsome. “Splendid!” exclaimed others. When they had all examined it to their satisfaction they all of them cor dially shook me by the hand. Every particle of doubt having vanished from their minds. I earned out mv part well. Some questions were occasional ly asked me involving some of the tech nicalities of the business; these, howev er, I avoided by stating that I was on a journey of pleasure, and would much rather driuk a glass of whiskey than answer questions. The whiskey was produced, and we made a night of it, and it was not till morning dawned that we separated. The Dext day I returned to Chicago and brought down the necessary assist ance, and captured the whole gang of counterfeiters in the very act.- This den was broken up forever, and most of lliein were condemned to serve a term ui the State Prison. STABILITY OF GOD’S CHURCH. Rev. Dr. MacLaren remarks in one of his published sermons: “If it had been possible to destroy the Church of the living God; it had been gone long, long ago.-^It8 own weakness and sin, the ever.new corruptions of its belief and the paring of its creed, the imper fections of its life, and the wov!dliness of its heart; the abounding evils that lie around it, and the actual hostility of many that look upon it and say, ’Raze it even to the ground,’ would have smitten it to the dust long since. It lives, it has lived in spite of all, and, therefore, it shall live. God will es tablish it forever. In almost every land there is some fortress or other which the pride of the inhabitants calls the ‘maiden fortress,’ and whereof the le gend is that it-has never been taken, and is inexpungible to any foe. It is true abont the tower of the flock, the stronghold of the daughter of Zion.— The grand words of Isaiah about this very Assyrian invader are our answer to all fears within, and all foes w.thouf:— •Sav unto him. the virgin, the daughter of Zion, hath despised thee and laughed thee to scorn; the daughter of Jerusa lem hath shaken her head at thee. I will defend this city to save it for My own suke, and for My servant David’s sake.’ ’God will establish it forever.’ and the pledges of that eternal stability are the deliverauce of the past and of the present. LO CHUNG. ; Lo Chung, a Chinaman, forty years old, died at Chambers Street Hospital March 29, having literally smoked him self to death. At noon Thursday Lo Chung was removed in an ambulance from lodging-house 133 Chatham Street. He had been in a comatose shite for Ihe -previous twenty four hours, all attempts of those in charge of the place to arouse him proving unavailing. The hospital doctors suspecting the cause of the condition, adopted regular treatment foropium poisoning. He was so far gone that it was impossible to rally him more than a few moments at a time!— When thus roused he would turn his head and give a ghastly grin, and then relapse into somnolency. Several Chi namen were summoned, and efiorts were made to get him to converse, but he would not say a single word. He lay perfectly motionless, perceptibly shrinking every moment. His intellect seemed to have gone entirely, and there was a strongs glassy stare in his eye balls, far sunken in his head. It was evident that he did not suffer pain.— About noon Saturday he gave two hard ly noticeable gasps, and in a moment more^was dead. His appearance in the dead-room was that of a mammy. He was scarcely more than a skeleton.— Legs and arms had shrivelled np and every rib could be plainly seen. In fact so emaciated was the poor fellow that nearly every bone in his body conld be seen through the tawny skin. In regard to the case, the doctors in the hospital declined to converse until the post-mortem examination. “A NEW WAY TO PAY DEBTS.” OLD The American grocer prints the fol lowing letter which was actually receiv ed recently, and sufficiently explains the circumstances under which it was written. The coolness with which the writer accepts the sit-nation and his ab- scene of all anxiety about- meeting his obligations, would impress one with the idea that such a man could not been a good man of business or a good party for a wholesaler to trust.; Weston..March 7, 1879. Mr. Esq.: My Dear Bib—I am informed by yours of the 1st inst. that the estate of the late Mr. holds three notes against- me, respectively. §81 60, §94 58 and §118 55, and desiring ine to com ma nicate with referenceL thereto. I- congratulate the estate on holding a claim against a person so abundantly able to owe it as my self; in fact-, were it ten times the amount I should be able to owe it, with equal prospect of payment. I was pained to hear of the death of so kind-hearted man as Mr. , whom I feel assured, had SUICIDE OF AN EX-CONGRESS MAN. Immense shipments of American coal are now made to France, Spain, Austria and Italy. There is a strong hope that the increased demand for coal will give steady and remunerative employment to the miners, and put an end to strikes. If we can fnrnish the old world with fuel the people on the other side can’t help having a warmer feeling for us. he lived, would have relinquished those notes, as he well knew that I had noth-' ing to pay this balance with, and that I always did pay until I become unfort unate and was thus unable to. Yon speak of making me trouble and ex pense. The latter would be impossible, as I have nothing to spend; the former wonld only be a verification of the scriptural text, “Man born of a wo man, his days are full of troable.” I trust the exe.cutor (whosoever he may be) of Mr. ’s estate is not so o tto all the nobler impulses tbatactuale the human heart as to desire to plunge a man (who is actnatcd by honest mos tives, however unfortunate he may have teen) into unnecessary difficulty, as no benefits could possibly arrive to Mr. —’s heirs by such a course. In order that yon may form a correct estimate of the amount the estate would be likely to receive by getting an exe cution aud levying, I will give you a comprehensive inventory of my effects, exclusive of personals, exempt, by law, from execution; One saw-buck; one buck-saw; one hand-saw. three wagon wheels (all old ones); ope wagon shaft, with cross bar attached; one riding sad dle, the stirrnps of which have been sold for old iron; it is also minus one flop, as needing soles for a pair of boots, and being unable to purchase sole leath er, this saddle flop answered the pur pose admirably; the surcingle has also been substituted for a pair of suspend ers, as my pants (ihe only pair I have) wanted girthing about the waist; one old harness, nearly complete, and, with about five dollars expended on it for re pairs. I think wonld bring about a dol lar and a half-at auction ; one old sleigh; this is in rather a dilapidated condi tion; it might answer, however, as a foundation for a hen coop; one lame chicken: one pair of pine oraches: I am .not sure but what the last named is ex empt. I do not know however, that the law makes any allowance for a man who is occasionally lame. This, I be lieve includes all. In case of attach ment, however, according to the laws of this State, it would be assigned for the benefit of all creditors. You would probably get for your share the lame chicken, or the crutches. Throwing ail jesfing.aside, Mr. , I h^ive really got nothing, nor do I see any prospect ahead of ever being able to pay it. The executor might just as well put those notes down as so much waste paper. I think you have made a great- discovery in those notes, and that discovery is perpetual motion, as there is no question but ivhat they will run forever. Hoping you are satisfied of my ability to owe those notes, I remain with great respect and good wishes. Amelia Lin kb aw went to the hotel in Lumberton, N. C., and inquired for J. E. Harriman. He was a traveling salesman from Baltimore, a frequent visitor to the village, and had been re garded as Miss Linkhaw’s accepted suitor. She was a somewhat famous beauty of that isolated part of the state, an active worker in religious charities, and the daughter of a moderately wealthy man. Harriman joined her in the hotel parlor, and they shook hands; but, while she held his hand with her left, she drew a pistol with her right and shot him dead. That was five months ago, and she has since been in jail, except when lately taken into court on the day appointed for a trial. The interest in the case was so great that 4,000 persons, nearly the entire popu lation of two counties, gathered in and around the conrt-hodse. Miss Linkhaw addressed the court, saying she killed Harriman because he brok;e his promise of-marriage; that she did not believe she had done any wrong, and that she did not desire a lawyer to defend her, as she was entirely willing to leave her self in the hands of God, who wonld take care of her. Her father however, had engaged counsel, and the trial was postponed. Hon. H. Y. Biddle, recently Repre sentative in Congress from the Fourth Tennessee district, committed shicide at Lebanon, Tennessee, on Saturday. For several months he has been in very bad health.. Last winter he was compelled to leave Washington before the adjourn ment of Congress on account of bis physical condition, and there was ru mors at the time that his mind was af fected. Since his return home he has been nnwell most of the time, although able for some time post to appear on the streets. In addition, he had become financially embarrassed on account of large security debts. Mr. Biddle was. on the square on Sat urday, and ^conversed rationally with several friends, although appearing mentally depressed. Abont 11 o’clock he went to an acquaintance and asked for the loan of a pistol, saying he antic ipating a personal difficulty. Knowing nothing of Mr. Biddle’s aberration of mind a friend lent him a small cartridge pistol, and soon after happening' to mention to a gentleman who knew Mr. Biddle’s condition that he he had lent a pistol to him, was advised tc endeav or to get it from him. He went imme diately to Mr. Riddle’s residence. Bid dle met him at the door. The friend called for Mr. Biddle’s son, intending to tell him abont his father borro*ring a pistol. While the gentleman and son were conversing, Mr, Biddle stepped out of the back door. A moment after a shot was heard, and they found Mr. Biddle lying on his back in the cellar, pistol in hand and apparently dead. The ball had entered the right side of his head, ranging backward and down ward. He was carried into the house. The surgeons were summoned, but coHld do nothing, pronouncing the wound mortal. Mr. Biddle lingered unconscious till 5:30 Saturday evening and then died. His family consists of a wife, two sons and two daughters. His oldest son is a druggist in Lebanon, and tbe young er a salesman for Benson, James & Co., in NashviUe. Oue daughter is about gro vn and the other quite young. Mr. Biddle was about forty-years of age. He was educated for a lawyer and graduated at Lebanon .Universi ty. At the breaking oat of the war -he entered the Confederate service, and remained in the army until its close. He was a conscientious Christian gentleman, universally liked by all who knew him, regardless of paxty affilia tions. He declined to receive his pay as Congressman from the time he was sworn in, and his pay for that- time, about one' thousand -one hundred dol lars, was sent to him by the Clerk of the House, and upon its reception he inves ted that amount in Tennessee bonds, sent it to the Comptroller and had it canceled. JEFFERSON DAVIS. Mr. Jefferson Davis has again broke silence bnt this time in a vein of which even the most malignant of his enemies and traducers can find little to censure, Those only will fiud cause of complaint who will hold him to be par excellence the ideal .of the “lost cause” —its only laying exponent and political martyr. Such persons may feel a pang of disap pointment that Mr. Jefferson Davis said the Other d»y to an interviewer of the Boston Herald iu regard to the sncces or movement in apologetic vein; “It is generally believed in the north that I am chiefly responsible for that great calamity—the war. I was bnt one of a vast body of the south and no more responsible than thousands of others. The war wonld have taken place without me as inevitably as it did with me." This is strictly true as.d it has been our reason for defending Mr. Davis when he has been singled ont for espe cial fibnse as the author of what he now calls “thegreat calamnitv.” There is certainly nothing defiant in this; noth ing calculated to rouse anew the alco holic eloquence of Z. Chandler nor of Hoar nor Blaine. Mr. Davis modestly declines to be considered as the great power of secession to call him the “arch-traitor” and to assnme that he carried the whole southern people into the great ealamnity is to give him cred it for greater influence than he ever wielded. Speaking to his intereiewer of national affairs, Mr. Davis said he accepted the situation as decided by ar bitrament of the sword, an>l that be was very hopefnl of the future of the country. He did not believe there was any existing cause for sectional es trangement or that there conld be an; after. Snrelv even Z. Chandler can find nothing treasonable in this land, indeed, it is very nnfortuna’e for the senator that he made his great speech against Jefferson Davis, which threw the stalwarts into such exstasies, before Reports to Lord Salisbury state that the Bulgarians in Eastern Bomneha are drilling, and have seventy thousand men under arms. The moral effect of a mixed occupation cannot be relied on, and a strong force is necessary. deprived it of half its force. In con clusion Mr. Davis said; “Yon may as sure yonr peoole that I have no r n'und- ness in my heart to them or any of the people of the north. I am not the dev- el they have painted me. I have nei ther horns nor hoofs, and if they knew me they wonld find I am very much like one of themselves.” Z. Chandler’s heart would be .hard indeed should he reject this touching appeal on the part of Mr. Davis to be considered a man and a brother.—BaUirnn-e Gazette. ' CHILI AND BOLIVIA. The customary wars of Sonth Ameri ca are of little consequence, tneir in significance generally corresponding to their number; bnt the trouble between Chili an Bolivia threatens to lead to something more wide-spread and seri ous. In order to understand tho situa tion, it is necessary to explain how the present difference arose. Chili and Fe rn are seacoasts bnt not adjoining states. They do not adjoin because Bolivia, an interior state, bolds the short strip of coast that separates them. This strip of eoast includes not only the ports of Au- tafogasta, MejelloDes, Cobija and Toco- pella, but large and valuable guano and nitrate deposits. The boundarybetween Chili and Bolivia od this neck of land had long been the subject of disputes and settlements, that settled nothing. A treaty made to 1866 gave Chili to tliq twenty-fith and Bolivia to the twenty- third parallel, with an agreement for the joint control of the two degrees be tween and a sharing of the nitrate and guano sales. This did not prove satis factory arrangements, and in 1874 a new treaty, made on the part of Bolivia by a government that was soon over thrown, was signed, fixing the bound ary at 24 degrees. But as Chili had al ready granted a charter to a nitrate company, in which fonr millions of Chilian capital had been invested, it was agreed that no export duty should be laid on nitrate from Antafogasta for twenty-five years. The new govern ment of Bolivia refused to recognize this treaty, and proceeded to collect an export duty on shipments from Autafo- gasta works. Chili remonstrated, and the tax on tbe nitrate was suspended, but the Bolivian government at the same time declared the treaty at an end, rescinded the contracts with the nitrate companies, and proclaimed the nitrate deposits national property. Chili, which is the strongeat and mest pros perous of tha South American republics, immediately dispatched her fleet and a considerable land foree to the Bolivian coast, and without difficulty eeized all the disputed teritory, which she now holds, and which will continue to hold if she has only Bolivia to deal with. But there is where the danger comes in. Peru has an ironclad fleet, an old stock of humiliations and heavy nitrate de posits. She proposes, it is thought, to use the first named to wipe out her humiliations of the post, and to secure a revenue from her nitrate by doing away with the free nitrate at Antafogasta. The Argentine republic lies back of Chili, and a quarrel between the two has long existed over the possession of Patagonia, and especially the control of the straits of Magellan. Peru is thought to be at the bottom cf Bolivia’s bold action, and it is known that she is con centrating troops near the disputed ter ritory. No action has been taken by the Argentine repnblic, bnt it is sur rnised that she will not let this opportu nity slip. No one of the three is match for plucky Chili, although the last-named contains fewer people than either of the two other republics. But are better people. She cannot fight all three, her entire populatiou being only a little over two millions, nor can she maintain the stand she has taken if Pe ru comes to the aid of Bolivia with all her resources. The situation is a very interesting one, but as there countries act slowly, we will doubtless have to exercise a great deal of patience in awaiting its development.—Constitu tion. ABOVE HIS BUSINESS. I wouldn’t do that, said one clerk to another, whom he saw doing a disagree able piece of work. It must be done, and why shouldn't I do it? was the excellent ieply. In a few minutes the wouldn’t-do it clerk, ashamed. of his remark, Was assisting the clerk who was not above his business. In Scotland there is a branch of the legal profession known as “Writers to the Signet.” A young gentleman was apprenticed to one of these writera. The youth thought himself a very fine sort of person, much above ordinary ap prentices. One evening the master desired him to carry a bundle of papers to a lawyer whose residence was not far off. Tbe packet was received in silence, and few minntes after the master saw a por ter run in the onter office. In a few minutes the youth walked out followed by the porter carrying the parcel. Seizing bis bat tbe master followed, aud overtaking the porter, relieved him of the packet and walked in the rear of the apprentice, The lawyer’s house be ing reached, and the door boll rung, the youth called out— , __ _ “Here, fellow, give me the'parcel!” this interview appeared. It wonktbave and the youth slipped a sixpence in his hand withont looking around. Here it is for yon, exclaimed a voice, which caused the youth to turn round. His confusion, as he beheld his master, made him speechless. Never after that afc the Torpedo ' station.™ oivim his business.—Youth's — — was he above Companion. Mrsxe has charms to soothe tne savage. Tins is why we occasionally see a dog with a brass baud around his neck. EUGENIE AND HEB SON. A letter from Olive Logan to the Cin cinnati Enquirer gives tbe following" glimpse of the Empress Eugenie and the Prince—“I went to the Waterloo station, to see the Iasi of youzrg' Louis' Napoleon, who is off to the Cape fa have a look at the Zulus. He was ac companied, as you know by Eugenie ay far as Southampton. It really gave mo a pang to behold this once peerless beauty, to whom I was presented in the days of her utmost splendor, both of fortune and fame, Her appearance was so pathetic that it made the tears spring to my eyes. She was attired in a style which we ladies understand as mourning, and carried in her beautiful modeled banc? a large boquet of early spring violets^ the chosen emblem of the Napoleonic dynasty, and the odorous harbinger for us all of lovely days to come anon. Her haw is still the beau tiful blonde so inseparably connected with her name, and this is something that pozzies mo, unless I accept the ex planation which has been given by some observers—she wears a wig. Cer tainly there is not a gray hair visible Otherwise she has aged indeed. She looked positively haggard, palojis a ■ ghost, her drooping, fatigued eyes en circled with the bine rings cure and anx iety. Her faded appearance formed a great contrast with that of her son. a rosebud of a young fellow, in the first blush of joyous youth, up to anything you like, yon know; and evidently just bubbling over the pleasurable’excite- ment at the thonght.of going ont to the seat of war with numbers of the great est “swells” in the British army. One has only to see these two relics of tbe Imperial shipwreck to fully understand what a fearful sacrifice it mast be to Eugenie to give np her boy, even for tho short period of four mouths, which is supposed to be the length of his stay in Africa. She is the‘French-mother to to the very letter, qnite a different be ing from an English or an ^American maternal "parent.tgjShe has no sangfroid with him; idolatry is legible in every glance. Since his departure her condi tion is alarming. Tears sobs nr»d fainting fits have succeeded each oth er almost'uninterruptedly, while cries of “0, mon fils; man fils, ckeril" have wrung the hearts of listening attend ants. CHOICE selections: The evidence of true holiness is, ha tred to, mourning oyer, and forsaking of sin. Be an importunate beggar at the- throne of grace. Wbat wonderful condescension? God beseeches me to be reconciled to him. Nothing is more calcnlated to quiet minds in troable than viewing all things in the hands of God; and that God i& my friend. Resignation to God’s sovereign wilT in trying times displays wisdom and se* car es comfort. There is not bat one place of rest for the human mind, and that is on the Bock, Christ. Those who are intended to do any- eminent service for God are always emp tied of self, and led to see their nnfit-. ness for their undertaking; then they trust simply on God’s wisdom and power, and He gets all the glory*—-. Young Christian's Pocket Book.— Thousand of emigrants beyond the- Mississippi are shouting “Westward ho!” As many as 3,500 arrived afc tho Union depot, Kansas City, daring a single day last week, and set their faces, toward the West. Last, season they- came by families, .bv sections, and by- hnndreds; but this year it is by thon- sands that they empty themselves from the care at the depot, and at once taka seats in the westward bound trains.. The various roads had calcnlated upon a heavy travel this season and them anticipations haye been more than ver-. ified. A fetvath telegram received in Chi cago from England states that the acre-, age iu wheat in the United Kingdom shows a decrease this year equal ta about 3,000,000 bushels. This is in the neighborhood of L000,000 acres less, than was seeded in 1878. William Gasket, who was rescued from the Indians by Caster, says he was. a Mountain Meadow oaptive, Ms life being spared on account of his age, which was only ten years. His young er sister, taken ac the same time, after wards became the wife of Bed Clone!, the Sioux chief, and nqw refqses to fort sake him. Hoeace Maynard, minister to Turkey, and family, have arrived at Newport, B. L, on a visit to their £ tenant Maynard, one c A cobebkpo: ‘the do not