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TWO DOLLARS A YEAR. Written for the Sunday Telegram. A PAGE OF ITHKISH HISTORY. Constantinople’s Darkest Dav—lßo6 BY S. T. BAKER. The silver rays of the morning sun on Prinke pos shone bright. Illumining her minarets in gems of moving light; The famous bridge of Golden Horn, a picture in itself, Steep terraces of Pera, rising bleak, and shelf on shelf; The grand old slope of Stamboul against the southern sky. And shining domes of palaces, from base to summit high Beyond the Anatolian shore where gentle waters lave. To where Scutari hides herself beyond the br ny wave. And Kadekoi, like flakes of snow upon a meadow green, Ensconced among her hdlsides, majestic as a queen. The barrack where ths heroes of Inkerman wi.l pale Or come to life ’neith loving hands of Florence Nightingale; Ah! little do ye Know while now, in peaceful beauty blooming, What concentrated peril soon will start your cannon booming. And now, what mean those battle ships with pennon proudly flying, Which stand from oft the headland, the Dar danelles defying ? A flutter in the morning breeze, and the dreaded Union Jack Os hated EngUnd, tells the tale and sends the answer back. It means that England’s vengeance is at hand all mercy gone For help that Turkey rendered the great Napoleon. Sebastiani s intrigue makes Constantinople bow, And shudder at the danger that besets her temple now. Admiral Uuckworth and Sir Sidney Smith in pomp and proud array, Are here to teach the sullen Turk to bow to England’s sway— Sir Sidney Smith, who baffled Napoleon’s mighty scheme, And left him scarce the record of a visionary dream. Stern and relentless Duckworth sends his messenger ashore, Demanding toe surrender of the Turkish fleet, and more— To dismiss Sebastiani, the gifted and the great, With threat of a bombardment as alternate of her fate. How stands the sacred capital to meet the coming blow! What answer can she guarantee to satisfy her foe? What resistance can she offer in this hour of darkest day— To the Britons who are riding on the bosom of her bay ? Her batteries once impregnable have crumbled to the dust, Ten silent guns stand mounted, and they a mass of rust; A single English broadside would blow the structure down, And the infidel in wontonness would tread the hallowed ground. 'Then loud the imprecations on her Ministers of Stat , And on the hated F/enchman who hastened such a fate. In this her hour of sorest need help comes to T rkey then, A lorn , reinforcement, worth a thousand other aen. One slim and keen-eyed veteran, who will look on death once more At Borouino ’mid the flash of a hundred can non’s roar. Unflinchingly in the face of death, Sebastian i stands. While twenty thousand fanatics with weapons in their hands, In mingled rage and terror cry his blood to satiate Remorse for a coalition which has yielded such a fate. The envoy sweeps with flashing eye the up turned angry glare, Os the motley group now frantic, livid with rage and fear, Matchless and calm and fearless, courageous to the end, Sebastiani waves his sword, and thus addressed ihe men: “Nor fear nor death, nor danger for an instant interpose, When Turkey stands imperilled by the deadliest of her foes. The danger to my person counts as nothing in the scale, Turkey’s freedom independence —is the watch word you must hail. This Turkish-French alliance yon British shall not break. You must accept the challenge for j our honor is at stake; And I tell your trembling sovereign that I will not leave this place. Nor surrender to the English a kinsman of your race. These ramparts soon with mounted guns will lin - the either shore. And your enemy we’ll welcome as they have been met before. Let the population work at once, nor have a thought of ill. Your city is not captured, and ye are freemen still.” Like the rush of mountain summer breeze through tainted atmosphere, His manly words revive their hopes, their flagging spirits cheer; Sweeping in one moment all thought of fear away, The frantic, angered multitude the chieftain’s voice obey. Promptly Sebastiani unfolds his well laid plan To the august fehiek-ul-Islam, and the trem bling pale Sultan, When they go forth in royal state to carry the edict out, The population rend the air with wild and mad’ning shout. With studied phrase of humility they yield to the command, Duplioitly surrendering all that Duckworth doth demaud; They send the British envoy back rejoicing to his crew, With glowing triumph on his brow and victory iu view. Delusive hope! short-sighted man. Does Duck worth dream, as ha stands Triumphant on his flagship, of Sebastiani’s plans; Os the terrible activity, the ceaseless busy hum, The stifled noise of shrieking fife and muffled beat of arum , The steady tramp of soldiers, the eager press ing throng Os the countless population hurrying swift along, From the arsenal at Topkhaneh to Point Seraglio, Men, women, even children running to and fro; By hundreds and by thousands scooping trenches in the land. Planting cannon. Alling breaches, building bat teries of sand. Merchants in their silken scarfs, and royal princes there, Tug by the side of the beggar, in cloak of Camel’s hair, The sacred Moollahs join the band, and idle there are none. No pa; ty feud exists to-day, the work goes fiercely on. The subtle brain and iron will of one com mands the rest. And human life or labor counts as nothing in his breast “Work, oh, servants of the Prophet, though 4 your fingers bleed, mVbrk, for a nation’s safety is balanced by your 1 speed; ganfVork, though limbs do stiffen; w-ork still, one the’ and ail; il’crk, for time is speeding; work to avert the ALss. fall.” In the frenzy of some efforts a lifetime seems compressed— Into a few short fevered hours of disquiet and unrest; And ’tis offly by the progress of the labor we can form, The length of the delirium, or the vastness of the storm. See how already trenches and redoubts have sprung to view. And grimly through embrasures heavy guns poiut o’er the blue, While all along the threatened shore, the rum bling echo comes Os still increasing numbers on the march to save their homes Housed by the fearful crisis, the Sultan weak and vain, With nerve beyond his nature walks the ram parts round again. He bids his people labor for the faith—if need, to die, That heaven’s smile encircles them with succor from on high. And side by side v ith sovereign, calm imper turbable still. With gleam of triumph in his eye—the man of iron will; He at whose voice and bidding, this superhu man work Had sprung itself in being, and at his word came forth. But turn to yonder silent fleet, as hour by hour passed by, The laborers on the batteries had turned their bloodshot eye To the terraced slope of Seraglio, where the sta ely warships lay, Fearing to see them_muving up the waters of the bay. JEtaa-’i- liis I-* ©je Smnßag Morning (telegram. The baffling of the threatened storm, to check mate—to defeat; Destruction is his motto, or his plan is incom plete. Nothing now is more submissive than the tutored envoy sent. So carefully instructed as to cover his intent. Ignominy, and expulsion, surrender and dis grace, Harsh the terms, but he accepts them, and agrees to leave the place. Minor points of time and settlement, of manner to fulfill,; Require three days longer—and he asks to grant this still. Oh! fateful, fateful three days, to the English and to them, The terrible significance of the deep laid stratagem. The hour that sees this Embassy to Duck worth’s fleet repair, To blind the English Admiral to ruin and de spair; Sees other hurried messengers on errand diff’r ing far. Nor dream the fated English how near the end they are. x , In through the Dardanelles unscathed the in vaders now have passed, But what of their return? Will evil shadow them at last ? In idleness the sailors watch the shining ripples play Around the shore of Prinkepos, then break and fade away. They bandy rough-hewn English jests in spor tiveness and fun, Unconcious that each hillock round conceals a deadly gun. At every point available the red capped soldiers haul, For the coming day of vengeance, tons of powder and of ball. But yet a few days longer and the Capital is free, And the fated unbelievers—where will the warships be? Three days again of torpor, of fancied ease and rest. While vengeful activity expands each Turkish breast. Like Are wild and hissing from Gallipoli along; To the gates of Xerxes spreading as the hour hastens on. The seventh morning dawns at length, and from his terraced seat Sebastiani sights the bay, and views a van quished fleet. He gazes now on brazen guns for miles and miles away. And sees the time has come at last,to answer net obey. To the order for surrender he returns defiant hate; Like unexpected thunder rousiag Duckworth— but too late! Too late I too late! that fatal week of unremit ting toil. Os earnest, willing labor by the people of the soil. Has changed a helpless city to a fortress strong within. With hungry cannon waiting for the combat to begin. Along ihe shores of Galata and Stamboul to the height Os distant fair Scutari in the gleam of morning light, Ranked masses of soldiers with flash of bayonet, And muzzled grim black cannon, await the fierce onset. Within that fatal circle nothing mortal can exist, The golden chance has vanished and ’tis mad ness to resist. With bur Ing rage and impotent the fated English fleet. Turn sadly southward to the sea and beat a slow retreat. Nor braver men or better ships are on the sea to-day Than,those wboJoPowed Duckworth down that fire circled bay: But what can strength, or skill, or art, or any thing avail. Twelve hundie cannon belching forth a rain of iron hail. Each rock, each ridge a barricade, and death at every blow; The mountains echo to the song they heard so long ago; Olympus fabled thunders ne’er woke a loud r roar, And these Poetic places ne’er heard the like before Down g es the jaunty Union Jack, and pennon follows fast, The snow wh te Canvas riven, and broke the tow’ring mast. Struck by a death through rolling smoke, they know not when e or how. The gallant crew fall man on man. Who are the’ victors now ? And shattered, bleeding, dying, faint and wearily th<-y go, Where shining waters welcome them, and balmier breezes blow. Sebastiani’s stratagem wrings victory at last, Constantinople's darkest day triumphantly has past. Savannah, Ga:, October. 1881. Wise Tlioujrhts. No principle is more noble, as there is none more holy, than that of a true obe dience. The praises of others maybe of use in teaching us, not what we are, but what we ought to be. Not a mother, not a father, nor any other relative, will do so much for us as a well directed mind. No man was born wise; but wisdom and virtue require a tutor, though we can easily learn to be vicious without a teacher. A good temper, like a summer day, is the sweetener of toil and sootuer of dis quietude. It sheds a brightness over everything. He who is false to the present duty breaks a thread in the loom, and will see the effect when the weaving of a life time is unravelled. Reflection upon your present bless ings, of which every man has many; not on your past misfortunes, of which all men have some.— Charles Dickens. That kind of insane flattery which, in the popular slang, is known as “soft soap,” is made of very powerful lie. Some people’s religion is good for or dinary occasions, but it fails in a long drought and a heavy rain. It is like the faith of the old lady who, when riding down a steep hill, trusted in Providence until the breeching broke and then thought it was about time for her to take care of herself. A great many people’s lives are like the blunderbuss that had a rusted load in it. At the discharge the owner is him self kicked over. There are some men in this naugh ty world who would be worth a million if a hundred per cent, were taken off for cash. You can’t make good out of evil any more than you can skim the cream off the top of a pan of milk and then turn it over and skim it off the bot tom. Earnestness is the path to immortali ty, thoughtlessness the path to death. Tnose who are in earnest do not die; those who are thoughtless are as if dead already. A certain amount of opposition is a great help to a man. Kites i?se against and not with the wind. Even a head wind is better than none, No man ever worked his passage anywhere in a dead calm. Hearts more or less, I suppose, most of us have, but we keep them so close cased and padlocked—we wear an outside so haidordry—that little or none of the love that may be within escapes to glad den those around us. And so life passes without any of the sweetening to society that comes when affection is not only felt but expressed. If 1 am caught upon some mountain pathway or some glittering glacier by the fragment of an avalanche, and hurl ed, battered, and bleeding, into the deep crevasse, there to grasp out my crushed life in a few minutes of time, I can lilt my hand and say: “O Alpl thou dost not know that thou hast crushed me! I, dying, am greater and mightier than thou.” Yes, the simple consciousnees of pleasure and of pain exalts the poorest man above the loftiest mountain or the grandest ocean in the world.— IK. Mor. ley Punshon. .HORNFODD’B ACID PHOSPHATE In Indigestion. SAVANNAH. GA., SUNDAY MORNING, OCTOBER 16,1881. REMARKABLE ABDUCTION. Harried Off on the Eve ot Ills Mar" riage—How an Eng.lali Clergyman Became a Missing Bridegroom and was Detained in London as a Lunatic. An extraordinary story of abduction, reported in the English papers, has occa sioned something like a feeling of con sternation among the timid people in London. It seems that some time in September the Rev. Robert Bruce- Kennard, the rector of Marnhull, Dorset shire, an elderly gentleman, arrived in town, the object of his visit being his marriage with a young lady, the daugh ter of a London merchant residing at Woodford. The marriage was fixed to have taken place on the 15th ult. On that day at the appointed time the bride, her bridesmaids, attendants, parents and friends went to the parish church, but no bridegroom appeared, and, after wait ing for some time, they had to return. On going to the Castle Hotel the gentle man’s friends were much surprised to find that he was not there, and had not been there all night. It was said that he had been taken away the previous even ing by three gentlemen in a close carriage. Further inquiry proved this to be the case, and that he had got into the carriage in the belief that he was to be driven to the bride’s house by her friends. Twenty-four hours later the missing bridegroom made his appearance at Woodford and told a strange story of kidnapping and violence. Nevertheless, on the following morning the interrupted marriage ceremony took place The following is Mr. Kennard’s account of his abduction and subsequent es cape. STORY OF THE ABDUCTION. “On the evening of the 13th of Septem ber 1 had engaged a sitting and bed room at the Castle Hotel, Woodford, where I intended to sleep that night, previous to my marriage on the following morning at 11 in the parish church of Woodford. I was sitting in my private room, waiting for dinner, about 8 p. m., when the waiter introduced a person who re presented that he had just come from No. 3 York-villas, Woodford, in Mr. Fraser’s carriage; that Mr. Fraser (a relative of mine, living in the neighbor hood) particularly wished to see me there on a matter of importance and requested me to come. This person re presented himself to be a special messen ger from Mr. Fraser, and I was under the apprehension that that gentleman might have some bad news which he wished to break to me. I accordingly put off my dinner for half an hour and went down stairs with my visitor to what I supposed to be Mr. Fraser’s carriage. This was drawn up on the opposite side of the road, and I entered it without suspicion, the pretended messenger directing the coachman to drive to York-vil as. Immediately the alleged messenger took his seat by my side and another man, stepping out of the darkness, placed himself opposite to me, ‘What!’ 1 said, ‘have you also come from Mr. Fraser?’ ‘O, yes,’ he replied, ‘I am also a friend of Mr. Fraser.’ My suspicions of foul play were at once aroused, but too late, for the carriage was now in motion. On looking out of the window 1 found it was not being driven in the direction of Yorkv-fllns; but in an opposite one, along the London road. 1 attempted to appeal to the coachman, but was immediately laid hold of and forcibly held down in my seat by my companions. I shouted for assistance, and was then instantly seized by the throat and silenced. My assail ants were both powerful men, and I soon found myself helpless in their hands. My first impression was that they were conveying me to the forest, there to rob me of bank notes to the amount of £IOO, which I carried in my pocket book in preparation for my wedding tour. I said, ‘ls your object robbery?” They replied, ‘No, we are not robbers,’ but refused to give me any further ex planation. As we proceeded I shouted for help whenever I saw any one within hearing. At every such attempt I was gagged and seized by the throat. In order to leave a trace of the route we were following I threw my hat out of the window. They drove on regardless of my cries and struggles through the forests, crossed London, passing the Angel Hotel at Islington, where I en deavored, again without success, to in voke the police and the public who thronged the thoroughfare, stopping at last at a house which I afterward dis covered to be on Hunter street. VAIN STRUGGLES. “A few seconds before we stopped I saw a policeman, to whom I loudly ap pealed for help, shouting as lustily as I could with the hands of tnese men at my throat. I was dragged out of the car riage as soon as it stopped, and here again I struggled with all my strength to release myself from my captors. I c died ‘Police 1 Help I Murder!’ The policeman whom I had just seen must have been witbin a few yards of me, as also were some other persons whom I observed on the pavement. I clung to the railings before the house, but in spite of all my struggles and appeals for rescue I was forcibly dragged in and taken into a front room on the ground floor. I was then told that a gentleman would appear in a few minutes who would explain all. The pretended ‘messenger’ then removed the fireirons from the fender and left me alone in the room. After some time I was removed into a little room at the back of the house, where I found two small beds prepared for the night. They asked me if 1 required refreshment. I had been dragged away without my dinner, and I asked for some bread and cheese, which they brought me, with a glass of bitter ale. After this refresh ment they invited me to occupj’ one of the beds and left me for some hours. I lay down without taking off my clothes, reflecting on the perilous situa tion in which I found myself placed. I heard several knocks at the front door, and the men appeared to be consulting with confederates. In the early morning the ‘messenger’ entered the room and threw himself on the other bed with his clothes on. As soon as it became light I asked the man several questions, with a view of ascertaining the object of my detention. DETAINED AS A LUNATIC. “He gave me to understand that he had been instructed to detain me as a ‘lunatic,’ and that in the morning a doc tor would come to give his opinion on my state of mind. About 8 a. m. I asked for breakfast. They readily complied and brought me a nicely cooked mutton chop, a cup of tea and bread and butter. I then appealed to them again to release me. They told me they could not do so consistently with their instructions until half-past 11 a. m., when, in the event of no doctor appearing, they would let me go. I was very anxious to communicate witji my friends at Woodford. I offered the ‘messenger’ a £5 Bank of England which he accepted and undertook I to'send a telegram' s oodford in following form: IT Wwl explain all in a few hours. AJggramwas confided to the j&SIIHBM the doctor’s report. About half-past 11 o’clock a. m. a letter was handed to the ‘messenger,’ which he read out to me to this effect: ‘ln case of the doctor failing to come detain Mr. Kennard till 12.’ I was very anxious to obtain my liberty without further delay, and I offered the man another five pound note to let me out. This he consented to do, and I was allowed to open the street door and de part without further molestation. On getting out I found a hansom cab coming up the street. I immediately got in and told the cabman to drive to the Great Eastern Railway station. There I took a fresh cab and drove straight to Woodford Church.where I arrived about lp.m. I have drawn up this statement of the facts of the case, every one of which I am prepared to confirm on my oath if required to do so.” WAITING FOR THE BRIDEGROOM. Mr. Kennard’s mysterious absence from Woodford kept the hotel proprietor up till 3 o’clock in the morning. In order to take part in the wedding the Rev. Canon Duckworth slept in the Castle Hotel on Tuesday night. Mr. Kennard’s son, who was to perform the office of ‘best man,” had already arrived, and was much alarmed at the unnaccountable absence of his father, in quest of whom telegrams were dispatched in various directions. Miss M. M. Bade, the in tended bride, resided with her sister at No. 3 York-villas, Snake lane, Wood ford, a short distance from the railway station, and there the most comolete arrangements had been made for the occasion; and for the wedding breakfast a large marquee had been erected in the grounds. The wedding guests having arrived three broughams left the bride’s residence for the old Church of St. Mary, at Church end, where the cere mony was to have taken place, the Rev. Mr. Hughes, rector, being present to assist Canon Duckworth. But 12 o’clock arrived and the bridegroom was not forthcoming, and the party had to leave the church without the ceremony having been performed. Meanwhile, Mr. Ken nard was on his way to Woodford in a hansom cab. He drove straight to the church, which was deserted on his ar rival there,but he was met by the rector, to whom he explained what had happened and who deeply sympathized with him and drove with him to the bride’s resi dence. The extraordinary incident hav ing been related, the marriage was fixed to take place the next morning, which it accordingly did at 8 o’clock, the cere mony being performed by Canon Duck worth and the rector. The bride and bridegroom subsequently drove to Snares brook railway station and booked by the express to London, their further destina tion being kept secret. Mr. Kennard is said to be about 64 years of age and his wife 87. The landlady or the house No. 41 Hunter street, states that the person who took the apartments gave neither name, address or reference, but paid a week’s rent in advance. She, in conse quence, put a question as to any letters that might arrive, and the person she took to be the doctor, and who seemed a “perfect gentleman,” replied that “none would come.” She had acknowledge of the name of Fraser till she saw it in the papers. It is said that the police have informa tion of the whereabouts of the pseudo doctor and have taken steps to prevent his escape. At present, however, they can do "nothing with him until the ab ducted bridegroom comes to London and gives information. His Paymaster. King Frederick, of Prussia, when he was out driving one day, saw an old farmer who was plowing a field and sing ing cheerfully over his work. “You must be well off, old man,” cried the King. “Does this land belonir to you ou which you so industriously labor?” “No, sir,” replied the old man, who of course had no idea that he was speaking to the King; “I am not so rich as that ; 1 plow for wages.” “How much do you earn a day ?” asked the King. “Eight groschen,” returned the man. (That would be about twenty cents of our money.) “That is very little,” said the King. “Can you get along on that?” “Get along? Yes, and have something left.” “How do you manage?” “Well,” said the farmer smiling, “I will tell you. Two groschen are for my self and wife, with two I pay my old debts, two I lend, and two I give away for the Lord’s sake.” “This is a mystery I cannot solve.” said the King. “Then I must solve it for you,” said the farmer. “I have two old parents at home, who kept me and cared for me when I was young and weak and needed care. Now that they are old and weak, I am glad to keep and care for them. This is my debt; it costs two groschen a day to pay it.” “Two more I spend on my children’s schooling. If they are living when their mother and I are old, they will keep us and pay back what I lend. “Then with my last two groschen I support my two sisters, who cannot work for themselves. Os course I am not compelled to give them tire money, but I do it for the Lord’s sake.” “Well done, old man,” cried the King, as he finished. Now I am going to give you something to guess. Have you ever seen me before?” “No,” said the farmer. “In less than five minutes you shall see me fifty times and carry in your pockets fifty of my likenesses.” ‘ ‘This is a riddle which I cannot guess. ” said the farmer. “Then 1 will solve it for you,” returned the King, and with that he put his hand in his pocket, and pulled out fifty gold pieces, and placed them in the hands of the farmer. “The coin is genuine,” said the King, “for it also comes from our Lord God,, aud I am his paymaster. I bid you good bye.” And he rode off, leaving the good old man overwhelmed with surprise and delight. Guiteau’s mail is every day very large, and consists mostly of postal cards. Some writers condemn him to hell; others volunteer to be his counsel for the sake of the notoriety. One Texas man sends him a bundle of switches with which to whip himself to death; a Georgia man wants to be hangman. There are pictures also. Guiteau is not aware that these things are sent to him. Elderly lady at Long Branch: "We do not bring our jewelry to the seaside, although we have a lot rt home.” “Louisa: “Neither do we, although we have a whole store full at home; and some of the tickets will not be up for two weeks yet.” Symptom*. Slight pain In the side, the ekin and eyes a thl<L™ yellow coax, digestion is sinking seiisaiim. 21 i is experienced, : the mind fretful, 1 nel i in<■' a s 11c i. I and lec-1, ’ i" 1 -" *>-■- ■ »-. I TYPICAL SNEEZERS. Tile Firn and misery of Sneezing- Antics of Experts. Detroit Free Press. Sneezing and the manner in which the sneeze is sneezed is an interesting study in itself. No two people sneeze exactly alike. ( A two months’ study of this spasmodic practice has fully demonstra ted the fact that there is as much indi viduality in the sneezes of the average man of woman as there is in the laugh, the conversation, the walk or the hand writing. Some men and women sneeze as though the effort caused them intense pain, While others appear to enjoy the titillating sensation in their nostrils and enter iito the spirit of the act with pleas ure depicted upon every lineament of their features. The little boarding school miss trips jauutil.v along the street, and in turning to note if she is attracting due attention happens to inadvertently look st the sun. In a moment her nostrils begin to tickle, and burywg her face in the folds of the neatest of cambric handkerchiefs, she contracts her shoulders and gives utter ance to the daintiest “skick-skick-skick” imaginable. The fat woman with a basket upon her arm—the one you can always meet with in the market house—halts suddenly up on the street, bows her head reverently, remains so for a few moments in wild expectation and then,and then straighten ing up a little, inhales the air until she swells like a balloon, then “ah h-h schoooooo! ah-h-h-schoooo! ah-ah-ah skitch-tshooo 1 oh, my 1” and wabbles along wiping her inflamed nose on her apron. The dapper little clerk walks briskly along the street wondering if his new clothes fit him as he hopes they do, and when the unfailing symptoms tell him that he must sneeze he turns his head over his shoulder, and without slacking his pace gives vent to several short, sharp “woosh”-es, and flies along as if nothing had happened. The tall, cadaverous man, whose every look indicates the presence of consump tion, stops short on the sidewalk, ner vously runs his hands into half a dozen pockets before he can find his handker chief, throws his head backward until his nose points at the city hall clock, and electrifies all within hearing with a spasmodic ‘ ‘ witchoo-with-o-o-o-wi-wi witch o-o —o —o darntheluck!” then gives his peaked nasal organ a swipe or two, and moves painfully along. Two neat little daughters of fashion trip along the avenue confiding to each other their bits of choice scandal when one of them says: “Oh, dear! Jennie, I believe I’m going to sneeze.” “Oh, please don’t,” cried the other in horror. “It will be awful to sneeze right here on the street! Can’t you hold it?” “Oh I—l—must. Indeed I— deed I ca—can’t hel—schick—help it. I mu —sck—must —ah—ah—ah schect! Ah— ah—oh—dear! Ah—oh—h—h—ah scheet —chick—ah— oh! Jennie! ah —ah—schloq —oo —oot —oot—ah—schloot!” And then she wipes her pearly nose and trips along with tears in her eyes and tells Jennie its just too awfully awful for any use and she does hope no body saw her. The sedate matron goes about sneez ing in a matter of fact way. She simply stops, bows her head and gives utterance to a few well developed “schoo’s” and moves along, not caring a continental who was observing her. The nervous man stops while a look of pain crosses his face, draws two or three long breaths to hurry the thing along, then doubles himself up as if en deavoring to shoulder the heaviest por tion of his body, twists his face out of all semblance of a human being, and snoots out his “kroo-wah-kroo-wah boosh ah kroo —whah—oh Lord!” and leaves the spot wearing a look of the most disconsolate pain. It does one good to see the jolly fat He throws back his massive shoulders, opens his cavernous mouth to its fullest capacity, shuts both eyes and failly raised the dead |With his “ah schoooo! ah schooooo! ah SCHOOOOO ! whoopee I woosh-ah-schoooo wagh-hooo physchool! Lordy butthat was a good un!” There are a thousand and one other styles of accomplished sneezing, and it will repay any one to note the variety and style of the various sneezers to be met with daily upon the street. German Carp iu Georgia. Macon Telegraph. The culture of German carp is claim ing considerable attention m Georgia. There are now over fifty fish-ponds in the State in which these valuable fish are being propagated, and the Agricultural Commissioner states that he has applica tions sufficient to stock 250 more. He thinks he will have no trouble to get an ample supply from Washington to sup ply this demand. There have been dis tributed by the Commissioner 38,000 carp in the State, besides the large number that have been distributed by members of Congress to their most intimate friends and supporters. The fish of this variety hatched two years ago this fall now weigh four pounds each, and are still growing quite rapidly. It is not known to what size they will attain in Georgia, as they have not been in those waters long enough to make an estimate. Statistics show, however, that they have been known to reach ninety pounds in weight. The eggs of one carp will pro duce from 250,000 to 300,000 young carp; hence it will be seen that it wiil not be long before the rivers and ponds of Georgia will be well stocked with these delicious fish. Ponds in which grow plants or grasses of some sort are the best for carps as the fish spawn on the green weed, which keeps the eggs from falling to the ground, where they would be destroyed. In Washington the carp spawn only once a year, while in the Southern States the fish spawn twice each year. That the waters of the South will be better suited to the culture of them than those of the North it is only necessary to say that the warmer the temperature the better. In Germany, carp have been known to thrive and do well in a tank of water where the ex haust from an engine kept the tempera ture of the warter at 120. Old Uncle Mose went into Levi Schaumburg’s store, on Austin avenue, to buy a silk handkerchief, but was almost paralyzed on learning the price, Levi explained that the high price of silk goods was caused by some disease among the silk worms. “How much does year ask for dis heah piece ob tape?” asked the old man. ‘‘Ten cents.” was the reply. ‘ Ten cents! Je-willi kins! so de tape has riz, too—l spose de cause ob dat am, because dar’s sumfiti de matter wid de tape warns. Dis seems to be gwine ter be a mighty tough year on wums, anyhow.”— Texas Siftians. The stiff blue clay upon which London built organic remains Which indie s presence, at some farmer tropical ciimaJe in MANNERS. The Claims of Men of Different Na tionalities Upon Society. Boston Transcript. The American claims instinctively and implicitly a natural and inborn right to the companion ship and, to a certain extent, the sympathy of whomsoever he meets. The Englishman claims, as instinctly and implicitly, a right to be left alone when ever and wherever he pleases. The one is very aggressive, the other ever on the defensive. When the two meet on neu tral ground it is not unnatural that they should tread upon each other’s toes a little, metaphorically speaking. Go up to an Englishman in the street and blunt ly ask him the way to such and such a building, and he will reward the unpro voked onslaught linon his nrivanv with the.very coolest of astonished stares. But if you preface your question with an “I beg your pardon” (acknowledging there by that you are asking a gratuitous fa vor), he will answer you very civily in deed, and even go out of his way to show you yours. In the dense crowd coming out of one of the concerts at Birming ham festival a well-dressed American looked into the face of an equally well dressed Englishman (a total stranger to him), andJsaid jokingly: “Pretty tight squeeze, isn’t it?” The Englishman re plied, with withering coolness: “I’m sure I can’t see why you should address me in this disgustingly familiar man ner !” A conversation abruptly launched into an English railway carriage will probably be cut short at the outset by what strikes us Americans as very gratui tously rude curtness. But if the con versation is introduced by that unfailing open sesame, “I beg your pardon,” it will flow on very pleasantly and likely as not end in an invitation to pass a week or so at a country house. Americans are often shocked at the apparently insolent bearing of German shop-keepers, es pecially of German bankers. It rarely occurs to them that they themselves have opened hostilities, as it were, by breaking the very first rule of German good breed ing by keeping their hats on. In Ger many a man just as scrupulously takes off his hat, and keeps it off, in a shop or counting-room as in a lady’s parlor. An American of our acquaintance hap pened to be one of the party of six who went to the top of a certain tower in Germany, the view from which is fa mous. The party were shown the way by the daughter of the guardian of the tower, a comely young girl of seventeen or thereabouts. Our friend treated her with common politeness, but a French man, who was one of the party, was so demonstrative and overwhelmingly at tentive and gallant that the American began to feel as if he had been some what rude in comparison with such a pyrotechnic display of courtesy. Well, when the party had gone to the top of the tower they only found one chair there, upon which the Frenchman im mediately seated himself. This authentic anecdote is quite characteristic. If we Americans stand pre eminent for good, solid, efficient politeness, certainly we are deplorably deficient in manners. We have neither the dignified repose of the English nor the grace of continental Europeans. Possibly we are shy, and try to hide our shyness under an assumed gruffness of bearing. Certainly, it stems, nine times out of ten, as if an American, even while performing a very polite act, thought himself degraded by any out ward show of courtesy. He may will ingly and cheerfully offer his seat to a lady, and be perfectly content to stand himself, but his manner of making the offer is almost insulting. He will growl out, “Take my seat,” in a voice that seems to imply, “and bed—d to you.” Or else he will make the offer with a joval familiarity of manner which would be quite in keeping between two old pot companions in a tap room. We may be rich in the solid gold, but we are poor indeed in the small change of politeness. ‘ Fine words butter no parsnips,” say we. This is a mistake—fine words (and man ners) butter all sorts of parsnips; indeed, as Thackeray says, there are many people whose parsnips are buttered in the other way. In a Tight Place. Peck's Sun. A young Fond du Lac, Wisconsin, lawyer learned something the other night. W e know it will seem strange that a young lawyer could learn any thing, but this one admits it himself. He was out calling on a young lady, when a young man and another young lady called, and the young lawyer thought it wouid be cunning to get down behind the lounge and not let them know he was there, and surprise them by bobbing up serenely from below when the proper time came. They came iu and the first thing thing they asked for was the young lawyer, who had told the young man he would be there that even ing. Then they began to talk about him, discussed the size of his feet, which they claimed were large, and the size of his head, which they asserted was child’s size. He perspired and they talked about his mashing qualities, how he had mash ed a girl that worked in a laundry, and the opinion was expressed that he was a regular flirt. Then they talked about his family, and he tried to stuff his ears. Just then a little terrier belonging to the girl’s brother came in the room, and somebody said “rats,” and told the dog to hunt for them, and the dog went un der the lounge and began to growl and shake something, and there was a sound of revelry by night. The other young man and the two girls rushed out of the room, and the lawyer got up on his feet, pulling the dog up near his suspenders by the teeth, and the dog shook, and the young man kicked and yelled, and pre sently the girl’s father came in and see ing the dog trying to hold what he sup posed was a burglar, he took an old hair cloth covered chair and was going to brain the burglar, when the young man told who he was, and the father unlocked the dog’s teeth, after he had remembered the combination, and the young lawyer took himself in his hand and went away. He won’t speak to the young people now, and it is said he will sue the owner of the dog for arron, or alpace, or some other Latin phrase. The worst thing in the world is to be attacked by conversa tion or a dog, when you are not looking. The proposed underground railroad beneath Broadway, New Y r ork, was strenuously opposed at a meeting held recently, at which the representatives of $50,000,000 worth of property were pre sent. It was contended that the tunnel would completely cut in two the sewers crossing that street, rendering necessary the construction of four or five miles of new sewers. It is also said to be im practicable from a strata running under Broadway, which would endanger the foundation of every building along the street. “Are you telling me the truth about that horse?” said the buyer to the seller. And the latter replied: “Great snakes, no! You j to, did you?” SINGLE COPIES 5 CENTS. SCINTILLATIONS OF SCIENCE. Curiosities and Discoveries in the World of Progress. Prepared Especially for the Sunday Telegram The flesh of a pike recently caught in the North Sea has been found to be full of trichinae. The parasites are supposed to have been introduced into the fish’s body in offal eaten by it. Geologists estimate the coal beds of Great Britain to have an area of about 12,000 square miles; of Spain, 4,000; of France, 2,000; and of Belgium, 518. The coal-bearing area of the United States is nearly 200.000 square miles, with per haps 120,000 square miles of workable beds of coal. Longitude on the earth’s surface is now computed from various meridians oy uiiieieu. receiii, meeting of the Geographical Congress in Vienna, Prof. Barnard, of Columbia College, proposed a new system for universal use, the plan being to divide the globe into 24 meridians of 15 degrees each, corresponding to the 24 hours of the day, the first meridian to pass through Behring Strait. vVhether or not fishes have intervals of sleep, like the land animals with which we are familiar, has but just been decided. »The curious behavior of a dozen carp in the Berlin aquarium at tracted attention, and investigation showed that the fish when in certain positions in which they would remain for hours were in reality asleep. Some of them slept so soundly that only re peated blows or shaking would awaken them. According to the recent estimate of Sir W. Armstrong, the heat of the sun falling upon one acre of the earth’s sur face in the tropics would be capable, if fully utilized, of developing a power of 4,000 horses for nearly nine hours every day. The most promising means of adopting this vast energy to man’s pur poses seems to be the conversion of the heat into electricity, and the production of economical apparatus tor effecting this result is now eagerly awaited. Ocean waves caused by earthquakes sometimes exert a tremendous mo mentary force upon the shores of the sea, although their geological action is small compared with the incessantly-operating wear of the smaller waves. At the Lis bon earthquake of 1755, the oceanic wave had a height along the Tagus of 40 feet, at Cadiz of 60 feet, and on the shores of Madeira of 18 feet. The earth quake of 1746 in Peru produced a wave which carried a frigate several miles in land, deluging the city of Lima at a dis tance of seven miles from the coast. Sir W. Thompson has recently calcu lated that the energy of Niagara Falls might be converted into electricity and carried over a half-inch copper wire to Montreal, Boston, New York or Phila delphia, with a loss of only twenty per cent, of power, and at a c'-st which would render this an economical source of energy. He believes that the last great difficulty in the way of making electric force available economically at a distance has been overcome by the in vention of Faure’s storage or accumulat ing battery. By its aid the electric cur rent may be stored as received and used as desired, in a subdivided form, for the production -of-the-elc-otrur light nr o motive power. The effects of sea-water upon land have been thus determined at a German station of experimental agriculture: “Sand that has been submerged by sea water generally proves sterile for some time, in some cases for ten to fifteen years. This can be traced to the co operation of the three following chemical causes, in addition to the mechanical injuries produced by the inundation: To the introduction of too great a pro portion of chlorine salts; to the hygro scopic property communicated to it, preventing it from drying properly; thirdly, from the formation of green vitriol or sulphate of iron, which is known to exert a very prejudicial effect upon plant growth. Sand which has thus been damaged should be drained as quickly as possible, sown with grass and clover, and allowed to rest. Ex perience shows that it recovers its fertility sooner if treated in this way than if cultivated all the year round as arable land. It is asserted by M. Emile de Laveleye that the world’s available supply of the so-called precious metals is rapidly di minishing, and, while it may not soon become exhausted, the time cannot be far hence when it must become inade quate to meet all demands upon it. It can hardly be hoped that the lack can be filled by new discoveries for any extend ed period, as the quantities existing at the earth’s surface can at best be but very limited, although vast masses probably exist in the inaccessible interior of the globe. It is computed that the world is five times as heavy as an equal volume of water, while the rocks of the earth’s surface only average two and one-half times the weight of water. It follows from this that the still molten centre must contain a great amount of very heavy substances. With water as a unit, the specific gravity, or compar ative weight, of gold is about 19, pla tinum 21, and iridium 22, silver being but 10, and iron 8. When the globe was in a liquid state, these metals would have had a tendency to gravitate toward the centre, and those of extreme density now found by us owe their appearance near the surface to valconic agencies. The great bulk must yet remain near the centre. How to Promote Peace in the Family.—l. Remember that your will is likely to be crossed every day; so pre pare for it. 2. Remember everybody in the house has an evil nature as well as yourself,and therefore, you are not to expect too much. 3. Remember to learn the different temper and disposition of each indi vidual. 4. Remember to look on each member of the family as one for whom you should have a care. 5. Remember when any good happens to any one to rejoice at it. 6. Remember when inclined to give an answer, to overcome evil with good. 7. Remember if from sickness, pain or infirmity, you feel irritable, to keep strict watch over yourself. 8. Remember to observe when others are suffering and to drop a word of kind ness and sympathy suited to them. 9. Remember to watch the little oppor tunities of pleasing and to put little annoyances out of the way. 10. Remember to take a cheerful view of everything, even of the weather, and encourage hope. 11. Remember to speak kindly to the servants—to praise them for little things when you can. 12. Remember in all little pleasures which may occur to put yourself last. 13. Remember to try for the soft answer that turneth away wrath. Twenty three tli OUR PUZZLE DEPARTMENT. Contributions' of Enigmas and Pussies in vited] I—RHOMBOID. —ACROSS. 1. To deal out. 2. To demolish. 3. A cart. 4. Enclosed space. DOWN. 1. A consonant. 2. A conjunction. 3. A male child. 4. What his name may be. 5. Part of the head. 6. A pronoun. 7. A vowel. Prtxr. 2. —Transpositions. A xof spesel, tub stocun shen ni sih serdam. Unxiras Rbbport. Oomposed of six letters. My 3 6 5 is a vegetable product. My 4 5 6 is a useful instrument.; My 1 3 2 5 is to be faithful. My whole is a kingdom of the Eastern Con tinent. c. C. [Answers Next Week.] ANSWERS TO THE LAST. 1. CLAM LAKE AKIN MEND 2. Dayton. 3. r ebuchadnezzar. 4 1, March, arch. S, Feat, eat. 3, Clove, love, 4, Cask, ask. 5, Bread, read. 6. Scorn, com. Blimber Puts His Foot in It. Virginia (Nev.) Enterprise. Recently when old Blimber went home to dinner he carried his newspaper with him and, as is his wont, read aloud to his family such paragraphs as afforded him opportunity for a growl, or to show off his superior knowledge of men and things by commenting thereou for the edification of his wife and six daugh ters Yesterday the old man read aloud: “Hoop skirts are again coming into fashion. A sudden demand has sprung up that thejfactories cannot meet, though they are running to their full capacity.” “Now,” saidjßlimber, “that is sensible. I am glad that the ladies have concluded to go back to the good old fashion of twenty years ago. A modest dress! good, modest dress 1 No pullback or pinchbeck about ’em! Now, I—” Chorus of wife and daughters: “Oh, we must all have the new hoops! We’ll get them at once. Are they to be had , down town?” “Ahem! ah—a,” broke in old Blim ber; “ah—well, I declare! Here is some - thing further.” Reads: the above was put in type we learn that it is all a mistake about the revival of the fashion of wearing hoop skirts. It appears that the story of the revival was all a hoax—the mere invention of some stupid paragrapher. The—” “To thin!” cried all the feminines of the family. “The later’ is all your own invention. You are making all up as you go along.” The paper was snatched from Old Blimber’s hand; his miserly cunning was exposed, and he was laughed at, sneered at and scouted and flouted. It was shown that the paragraph was just as first read, and also was shown that there could be but one reason for Blimber’s feeble attempt to foist upon his^ auditors a “later.” “blushing honors thick upon him.” Finally he said: “All right, you shall have the new hoops as soon as they come out, cost what they may. I said I was in favor of ’em, and 1 am. No more about it— not another word 1” Peace was thus made at once—signed, sealed .and delivered—but the “women folk” little suspected why old Blimber was in such great haste to shut off all further talk on the subject—they little knew that he feared that they might sus pect that many other paragraphs he had read aloud to them had been doctored to suit his views. He has found it a con venient means of making known his views in advance on a great variety of subjects and questions, and he did not care to have his little game discovered, else there might be a general revolt from his sage teachings. Detectives at Weddings. Cincinnati Saturday Night. In the East detectives are employed to attend big weddings. It is their business to hover the collection of costly presents and see that none of the high toned guests steal anything. It is only at weddings attended by the very highest toned that detectives are necessary, which is rather a compliment to people who don’t pretend to any particular tone themselves. These detectives have to be men of intelligence and good address, and they are required to attire themselves in swallow-tails of the regulation pat tern, so that they may pass for guests and excite no remark while exercising the necessary vigilance. Yet if they are young’ men and converse intelligently, they must ivlffi-a strikuig contrast to the la de-da society fellows ofTfie day, and this would be suspicious in But the intelligent detective his intelligence in check upon such oc casions. Kleptomania, unknown to th§ lower walks of life, where they simplyS steal when they take something mat \ doesn’t belong to them, is an unfortunate malady that sometimes attacks people moving in the higher circles, and it is to guard against this that detectives are en gaged for these great events which daz zle the social world. They of course must be posted as to the peculiarities of guests and thoroughly informed on the subjects of priceless gems. The fair kleptomaniac approaches the table and takes up an elegant diamond ring, which she is about to place on her finger to study its effects. ‘Permit me, madam, says the detective, gently but adroitly taking it from her, “to call your attention to the peculiar light seen in this gem. The diamond is from Benares, one of the sacred cities of In dia. For centuries it blazed in the fore head Los one so the images representing Gautama Buddha himself and was the richest jewels in his shrine. During one of the many wars in that land the temple was pillaged and the diamond came into the possession of one of the famous Be gums of Oude. The lady prized it above all her earthly possessions, but at last she, too, was despoiled of it by one of the officials of Sir Elijah Impey, of whom you have read in Macauley’s es say upon Warren Hastings, and in your further researches into the history of the period. On the robber’s return home to England he was afraid to keep it, and sold it to a wealthy planter from Virginia, then ou a visit to London. Being ruined by the war, he was compelled to dis pose of it to a New York jeweler, and thenceforward it will adorn the finger of the lovely bride.” And thus it is, we suppose, that the de tectives protect wedding gifts and helps entertain the company. Winston, Forsyth Co., N. C. 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