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The oyßter does not appear to have come
In with an r-r-nish.
Rich old pappies with gushing daugh
ters will quit hiring dudes to drive their
coaches after awhile.
The President is said to be somewhat
indisposed. Too much recreation will tell
on almost any bard-worked official.
Mrs. Lockwood appears to be the only
Presidential candidate who has no boom.
Perhaps this is because sbe has no boodle.
It is not thought that even a Western
cylone can knock all the fun out of Bill
Xye. Such hard cases are not easily re
formed.
Bank officers who flee to Canada never
commit suicide. They are so loaded with
cash that they have to leave their ac
cusing consciences behind.
A London tirra is manufacturing an
imitation of human milk for infants from
cows' milk. It is the hope of gain and
not the milk of human kindness that
makes them do so.
Gen. Butler whoops up the boys in two
towns a day. When it is considered that
*he has no chance of carrying a single
State, it is leared the old mac is becom
ing exceedingly cranky.
Mr. Blaine was sunstruck in 1876, and
his friends claim that he has not been
moon-struck since 1851. There is an idea
out that he will see stars about the time
the news from Ohio strikes him.
Unmarried boys will do well to keep ofT
sail ships in the future unless they are
lean, tough and well-flavored with to
bacco, no matter if extra inducements
are offered to clean, fat youths.
Trof. Wiggins predicted a storm of some
kind some time between the Ist and 20th
of September. The continual prodding of
thv newspaper men appears to have at
• *>*.onscieuci of this great
last awaseu-.w. —.
weather prophet.
The slugger Sullivan has merely retired
from the ring to rest on his laurels, and
has not repented and reformed as some
suppose. His retirement was probably |
hastened by his being knocked out by
John Barleycorn in New York.
Ex-l’resident Eno, the retired banker,
now of Canada, will hardly commit sui
cide. He will not endeavor to cheat jus
tice in any such indecent and irregular
manner. He prefers to remain just over
the border, where he can tantalize the old
girl.
Texas is yielding up specimens of her
birds and insects for the benefit of science.
One enterprising hunter has already
shipped a barrel of bugs from Corpus
Chrisii. He is not gathering humbugs,
which are said to be quite in
that fctatd.
For a wonder the Republicans don’t
claim that they will be able to carry
Texas. The Republican party in that
State is practically among the things that
were, and it is not thought that it could
poll 40,000 votes in the w hole State, even
after making the most energetic canvass.
There is a man in California who eats
flies, and will not partake of any other
food when he can get these insects. The
patrons of a New York restaurant en
deavored to persuade the proprietor to
offer the wouder free board to consume the
pests that infested his dining room in
clouds, but he would not do so. The flies
weyj useful nerhans. In preventing
the customers from eating too much.
Mr. Hendricks was not an aspirant for
the Vice Presidency. He did not by any
meaus desire the nomination, but having
had the honor for the second time thrust
upon him, he is determined not to shirk
any work that it may demand of him. He
is making one of the most vigorous and
brilliant canvasses ever known in the
West, and the echoes of his telling
speeches will be heard in November from
Indiana and Ohio.
The Republican District Convention of
the Second district, which met at Albany
on Friday, decided to make no nomina
tion nor support an Independent. This
gives the Democratic nominee, Hon. H.*
G. Turner, a walk over. Mr. Turner is
deservedly popular among his Democratic
constituents, and it appears from the ac
tion of the Republicans that they think
well of him. He is one of the purest and
ablest men in Georgia.
Sew Orleans has another curiosity in
the way of a well. The pipe of a drove
well was sunk to a depth of fifty-five feet,
when gas began to rush out at the top.
The gas was ignited and gave a brilliant
light for two days. Then water appeared,
and spouted out of the pipe, increasing in
force until It was propelled thirty feet
above the surface of the earth. The
water is full of fine sand and shells, but
it is expected to become pure in a few
days. This is the first instance of a drove
well becoming an artesian well.
There seems to be a dispute whether the
English navy is more powerful than that
of France. The latter claims now to be
the mistress of the seas so far as war
ships are concerned, but England makes
the same claim. There seems little pros
pect just now for a trial of strength be
tween these two navies, though the
United States and some other nations are
patiently waiting for a war which shall
demonstrate the power of modern ships
and guns practically, and which shall
give the torpedo systems being adopted a
chance to show what they are really
worth.
The great increase in violence of the
cholera in Naples is sufficient to alarm
all the countries of Southern Europe. It
may be doubted whether the true nature
of the disease and the conditions that are
favorable to its propagation are yet fully
understood. It is doubted that it is
altogether a filth disease, and it will be
difficult to convince the world that it is
neither contagious nor infectious. At the
present rate of mortality it will not take
it long to thin out the overcrowded popu
lation of Naples; and if it becomes so de
structive in other Italian cities. King
Humbert will hardly desire a war to rid
the kingdom of its surplus population for
a good many years.
Assaulting the Helpless.
The attention of the reading public has
been attraeted quite frequently of late to
outrages perpetrated on lunatics and
prisoners by their attendants and keepers.
Such outrages, especially those in which
the victims are the patients in insane
asylums, excite popular indignation in a
high degree, for persons who have lost
their mind have a peculiar claim on the
sympathy of all humane people.
It is, perhaps, impossible to secure a
sufficient number of attendants in asy
lums who can be relied on to be invaria
bly kind to the patients and even-tem
pered under all circumstances. For this
reason the officials of such institutions
should be held to a more rigid responsi
bility than is usual. They should be re
quired to keep the closest possible super
vision over the employes, and should have
authority, and be required to puni6h any
of such employes as treat any of the
inmates, no matter now humble in
the social scale they may be, with
the least unnecessary discourtesy or
harshness. Assaults on insane persons
ought to be punished in a much higher de
gree than is now provided by law. No
one but a fiend could abuse one who is
deprived of reason. An ordinary assault
and battery committed on an insane per
son ought to be made a penitentiary of
fense. Perhaps it would be well to pun
ish the milder cases of this kind by means
of the lash.
The killing of Hon. E. D. Alnut at the
Anchorage Asylum of Kentucky by two
attendants is the latest and most impor
tant outrage that has aroused public
opinion on this question. It seems almost
inconceivable that two persons
could be found in the world
so fiendish as to commit
such a murder on an insane
man. The particulars ot the tragedy are
so revolting as to be almost beyond belief.
It appears that he was abused for weeks,
and that the post mortem examination
disclosed the fact that several of his ribs
were broken, and that he was literally
covered with sores and bruises. It Is a
wonder that this abuse was continued so
long without the knowledge or inter
ference of the physicians in charge.
They must have been guilty of gross care
lessness and neglect of duty.
It takes courageous, stout, iron-nerved
men to guard and manage convicts, but
there is no reason why such men should
not be humane and just to those m their
power. In many instances these guards
and overseers appear to think it their
duty to become more cruel and vindic
tive and lost to the gentler teelings of
humanity than the convicts they
guard. The only remedy for this is a
closer supervision over prisons and con
vict camps by the officers of the law, and
the prompt punishment as the law re
quires of all parties convicted of the out
rages alluded to.
Better Jurors Promised.
Nearly all the counties of the State have
been revising their jury lists. In most of
the counties the number of jurors has
been cut down, and in only a few has
the list been increased. With the most
careful revision names of men who are in
competent are apt to get on the lists. In
competent jurors can do a community in
estimable harm. They are not only the
instruments of injustice in many indi
vidual cases, but they are the cause of the ■
growing distrust of and contempt for the j
law in some sections. Good citizens will !
be inclined id take the law in their own !
bands when they flue that they cannot get |
justice in the courts.
Where the jury lists have beea Cut
down, no doubt the names ot many un
worthy men have been left off. While
there will be fewer jurors in the counties
they will be nearer the ideal of what ju
rors ought to be. They will be intelli
gent and upright in the main, and will
neither be much disposed to shirk their
duty or apt to pervert justice.
Thepe are a good many very men
who are not fit to be jurors. They have
intelligence enough ol a certain kind, but
they are so utterly devoid of the qualifica
tion called uprightness that they do not
know the first principles of justice. The
drunkard, the libertine, the thief, the mur
derer, are not qualified for jury duty un
der our law. The commissioners in re
vising the lists ought to mark and leave
off the new ones the names of all profes
sional jurymen. This class should he
relegated to back seats in our courts cf
justice. They are nuisances both to court
officials and the parties. Let them be sup
pressed.
The Philadelphia llecord thinks that the
present age needs more honesty. It says:
“Every real advance in civilization
brings with it a greater amount of happi
ness for a greater number of human be
ings. Even a code of morality which does
not in the entirety of its action conduce to
the happiness of the human race is
really immoral. From this stand
point of happiness commercial im
morality ranks as one of the
greatest ol crimes. The peculations of
presidents, cashiers and clerks cannot be
said to give happiness to the perpetratOi s,
whose career usually closes either in jail,
in suicide or ia poverty and ignominy;
and it certainly does not bring happiness
to the victims. Yet this stats of things is
likely to continue so long as public opin
ion considers a man ‘smart’ who becomes
rich by such practices.” The reasons
the classes mentioned get the idea that
the public looks leniently on those who
acquire wealth by dishonest practices, is
that they do not mingle much with the
honest classes oi their communities. Men
who consult exclusively with gamblers,
unscrupulous speculators, and pot-house
politicians, will soon get to thinking that
honesty is at a discount. When a bank
official, or any person acting in a fiduciary
capacity, begins to keep suspicious com
pany, it is time for those who have funds
in his keeping to begin to suspect and
watch him.
The French Government fosters monop
olies, but it keeps them under surveillance
and sees to it that they don’t have every
thing their own way. As an example of
how monopolies are controlled in that
country, it is interesting to note the terms
of the contract about to be made between
the French Government and the Campag
nie Generale, which has the monopoly of
making matches for the next 20 years.
The company will pay for the privilege
17,010,000 francs, about $3,500,000, and
about 40 per cent, of the gross re
ceipts in addition, in case the sale of
marches exceeds thirty-five milliards. The
nature and quality of the matches are
carefully prescribed and the prices at
which they are to be sold fixed. The gov
ernment reserves the right to control all
the operations of the company, and the
latter agrees to employ only French work
ingmen and agents and not to have any
interest, directly or indirectly, in any
similar enterprise in any foreign country.
The coffin and burial casket manuft.c
turers, who held their convention in In
dianapolis last week, did not nominate a
Presidential ticket. Perhaps Gen. Butler
overlooked the fact that there was such
an association in the country, or he proba
bly would have sent in a bid for its sup
port or an order for a coffin for his soon
to-be-buried boom.
Ex-Senator Grady appeared to have an
extraordinarily well organized corps of
claquers at the meeting of the Tammany
General Committee Friday night. They
were able to do a great deal more in the
way of making noise than anything else.
When it came to voting they were not
there to any great extent.
A London doctor solemnly declares that
Oscar Wilde is insane. A great many
good judges have been unable to decide
whether he is a crank or a fool.
THE SAVANNAH MORNING NEWS: SUNDAY, SEPTEMBER 14, 1884.
Tstrick Egan’s Politics.
The little pebble Patrick F.gan,President
of thelrish National League of the United
States, threw into the political pond, has
gone to the bottom, and the diminutive rip
ples it made on the surface have petered
out. It created no sensation of conse
quence in the country, and the only influ
ence it has had on the Irish-American
voters has been to create additional an
tipathy to the Bepubiican party, which
has made such desperate efforts to control
their ballots through their supposed lead
ers.
So far as heard from Mr. Egan has not
added a single vote to Blaine, not even his
own, by his extraordinary manifesto, for
be It remembered that he is not yet a citi
zen of the United States, having been in
this country scarcely a year, flis con
duct In publishing his views on.the politi
cal canvass about which he can have
only the crudest ideas, is considered by
the large majority of Irish-Americans as
an indiscretion and exhibition of uncalled
for intermeddling that greatly impairs
confidence In him as a leader.
Perhaps Mr. Egan mistook the
noisy fulminations of O’Donovan Rossa
and Patrick Ford for the drift of Irish
thought and sentiment in America. He
has, perhaps, already found out his mis
take, and no doubt he will in due time re
ceive a reproof that will make him a little
more careful of his manifestoes in the fu
ture.
CURRENT COMMENT.
What Is Thought of It.
Boston Post [Bern.).
Yet it was in Augusta that the Republican
vote rolled up a majority larger bv 50 per
cent, than ever before known. What does the
Boston Post think of it now?—Journal. It
thinks Mr. Blaine emptied the larger part of
his $50,000 right in that small town. Ask us a
harder one.
A Flimsy Excuse for Shirking.
St. Louts Republican (Bern.).
But Mr. Blaine did not vote at Augusta as
the Republican candidate for President. He
is a citizen ot Maine, and as such only he
voted. There was just as much reason for
voting the proposed amendment as for voting
for State officers. Yet he did not dare to do
his whole duty—and so he shirked one-half
of it.
A Disappointing Rest.
Kew York Keening Post ( Lnd. Rep.).
The returns show that the Republican ma
jority is about the same as that which the
State gave to Hayes iu 1876, and that the
grand result of Mr. Blaine’s personal and un
paralleled canvass in his own State, with no
canvass on the other side, is a slightly in
creased majority over that given to "Gov.
Robie two years ago.
Conspirator Hoar Cornered.
Montgomery Advertiser (Bern.).
Senator Hoar, of Massachusetts, calls the
attempt of the people to elect Cleveland
President ‘‘a conspiracy to get possession of
the Executive office.” And this from a man
who as Senator said he would be willing to go
behind the returns if put on the 8 to 7 com
mission, but voted to not do so when he found
that it would elect Tilden. No man who
helped to cheat Tilden ought ever to utter the
word “conspiracy.” Has it come to the point
that an effort of voters in everv locality of
this Union to turn out the Kepublkan rascals
is a conspiracy? Has the Republican party
been in power so long that the people dare not
make a change? Mr. Iloar may be fore
shadowing a repetition of the infamies of
1876-7, but he may rest assured that the fairly
elected President will never again be robbed
of his rights. That much Is settled.
ITEMS OP INTEREST,
The color line in the New York city public
schools has just been abolished, and the pupils,
white and black, attend the same schools.
Hitherto the blacks were furnished with sep
arate schoolhouses.
The quadricycle is the name given to a
wheeled vehicle invented by James O. Brown,
of Boston. It has two small wheels in front
and two large wheels behind. The inventor
says that it is far superior to the bicycle or
tricycle.
Rev. Miles Grant, who is called a“Boston
evangelist,” lias been warning the people of
Chicago to prepare for the destruction of the
’ prudently refrains from fixing a
wor*d. tie, ’'•hich he claims will occur
date for the event, .■ -ears. Ho also vol
in (i ft*w months or ft to nrfMiiofcinn •
unteers the eomewbat ambigwus preaiOHOU
that “God’s people” will come to meir own
this fall.
The Chinese troops are uniformed in the
hues of the rainbow, besides black and white.
Imagine 100 laundrymen in scarlet blouses
aid royal purple trousers drawn up in line,
adjoining them a company in pure white,
iben a company in bright green, then one in
light blue, and you tiave a Chinese regiment.
When they march they lift up their feet,ike
cats in the scow.
The summer house of the late Secretary
Foiger, on Seneca Lake, is a modest cottage
under a dark slaty cliff. The beauties of the
lake, which has romantic associations
the powerful tribe of indians whose name it
bears have been celebrated by the poet I’erci
val. From its great depth >t has been conjee
tun?<A that th* Water has formed a cavern un
der the soft limestone foundation.
The other day Daniel Peake, of Welisboro,
Pa., a„d a party of berry pickers were in the
woods near Antrim. Mr. Peake was sepa
rated from the others, and near the summit
he stopped near a large black stump, when
suddenly be heard a goo:-szed black bear
and a cub within a few feet of him. The
strangest part of the incident was that he
noticed that the bear had a ring in its nose.
“I think,” says a letter writer, “the most
impressive monument I have ever seen, save
that to Napoleon in Paris, is the dying lion of
Lucerne, cut in the living rock, in the shadow
of overhanging trees, reflected in a clear pool
gf water below it, which makes it beyond the
reach of <??en the touch of the hand. It is a
breathing, agonised creature, whose agony be
comes painfully real as you gaze upon it; yet
its dignity and majesty are supreme. It was
a glo ious conception, and is as much a monu
ment to Thorwaldsen as to the brave Swiss in
whose commemoration he made it.”
The jute manufacturing industry in Scot
land. which forms a large portion of the trade
of Dundee, is threatened with serious compe
tition on the part of German manufacturers.
Returns recently published 6how that the jute
manufactories of Germany have added 10,000
spindles to their existing machinery, giving a
capacity for turning out 770,000 huudred
weight per annum of the various fabrics man
ufactured from this material. The news has
created great alarm uorthof the Tweed,where
20,000 persons are now engaged in this indus
try, a? the capacity of the German mills is
now nearly equal to one-half the capacity of
all the mills in Scotland.
Prince Krapotkine, anarchist, man of
science, and claimant to the Imperial crown
of Ruseia, just now the inmate of a French
prison, has been varying the monotony ot his
thraldom by a curious and amusing study.
Having made friends with the prison cat, he
has been engaged in reducing its ways to a
system. Among other experiments, he has
sought to discover whether the jail puss would
recognize her own identity in a mirror; and,
after long observation, has come to the con
clusion that she cah und does. He writes to a
scientific paper in London that the cat not
only secs a cat in the glass, but perceives that
it is a reflection of herself. It has often been
a subject of conjecture with students of natur
al history whether this is true of the dog, an
animal o'f far higher perceptive faculties; and
the conclusion has been generally reached that
the dog certainly does not discern the image
in the mirror to be himself. Prince Krapot
kine’s discovery adds nn interesting item to
feline history and literature.
BRIGHT BITS.
Sara Bernhardt will visit America in 1886.
Ssra is a coming event, but she casts no
shadow. — Hew Ortean* Picayune.
Gkn. Logan finely says: “The grand old
&arty stands on the brink of an abscess, but will
c equal to the exegesis.”— Albany Argus.
“Come back to bed, you old fool,” pleaded
tbe gentle voice of Mrs. Mulberry. “That
isn’t cats; it’s Emeline’s new beau down in
the parlor singing ‘Some Day.’ ”
Mrs Belva Lockwood’s letter of accept
ance is not remarkable for anything except—
perhaps—that, being a woman's letter, it con
tains no post- cript. - Chicago Times.
An Illinois man has eloped with three differ
ent females out of the same family at differ
ent times, and the other day he shot at theold
man by way of lugging in a change of pro
gramme.—Detroit Free Press.
“What, Gov. St. John has a scandal, too?”
“Well, he was discovered in the arms of a
woman.” “is that possible? When?” “Oh,
a good many years ago.” “Who was the
woman?” “ills mother.” — Chicago Hews.
“No,” wrote a Mills Seminary pupil, “we
don’t see a man over here once a month, but
there’s a French girl just come who has a
dear little moustache, and we are training
her to smoke cigarettes and swear.”—/Son
Francisco Post.
This time it is a Canadian cashier who ab
sconds. We trust he has come over to the
States We are running short of cashiers.
And then, Canada ought to be reciprocal if
she expects ever to have us take her into the
Union. —Chicago News.
Happiness and unhappiness are merely re
lative states, after all. The kitchen girl feels
awfully cut upon being snubbed bv the sales
ladv; but her sorrow is immediately turned to
jov upon seeing the saleslady snubbed in her
turn by the daughter of the retired saloon
keeper.
Reading the evening newspapers at the tea
table often brings out tbe real tendencies of
the family. “Hello,” said Mr. Job Shuttle,
“the Chinese have beaten the French.”
“What’s the score?” eagerly asked the youth
ful base hall enthusiast of the Shuttle family.
—Exchange.
City Editor: “See here, you told me you
had had experience as a reporter." Newman:
ho ,V doe* if happen that you
nse sueti unjournalistic language as this: ‘The
Hon. \ flliam Blank next addressed the meet
ing ’ “i sn 't that all right?” “All right!
It s all wrong! One would think the meeting
was m favor of our own ticket! Whv. sir, it’s
an opposition meeting!” “I can’t tee what
i*! at ™ake*. How should I write
and Bill Blank next harangued the crowd!”
—Philadelphia Call.
“Tes, siree-ree, I got those gran
gers Yolid. Ha, ha!” Dana—“ Good. What
tack d.d yon take?” Butler—“l expatiated on
the grandeur of their calling, the nobleness of
a vocation which furnished toodfor 'he world,
and then tickled their pride by saving that I
hoped to see American wain carried across
the Atlantic in ships flying the American
Dana—“ Good stroke; but would you
really wish to see that?” Butler—“ Certainly.
'"'•fcase the demand for—bunting.”
—Philadelphia Call.
Vanity.—
Three fishers went sailing out in the East,
Where the sailing was West and the fishing
was least.
Joy sat upon each piscatorial mug.
And they carried their bait in aj, u, g, jug.
They cast in their lines with the tide running
out, °
And they taunted the fish with hilarious
thout;
They fished until sunset, from bright rosy
dawn.
When their b, a, 1, t, was g, o, n, e, gone.
When home they would sail there was no
w, i, n, and,
So they had to row against the t, i, and, e;
, n ? a r w 1 thing no man understands.
And they U, 1, i, s, tered the palms of their
hands.
Now, safe on the shore most devoutly they
wish
They might ga to a store and b, u, y, some fish,
And proudly each m, a, n, shoulders his rod
And bears home a string of smoked herring
and cod.
Ob, woe to the f, 1, s, h, er who brings
As the prey of the angler salt cod and such
things;
Or a can of cove oysters, and swears that he
took,
Every oys, t, e, r. with a line and a hook.
—Bob Burdette in Brooklyn Ragle.
PERSONAL.
Kwang-ou, the Emperor ot China, has just
passed his 13th birthday.
Bonaventcre is the name of the man with
whom “Gath's” daughter is said to have
eloped.
Belva Lockwood, if elected, would be the
first lady President the country has had since
Mrs. Hayes.
Lord George Hamilton aDd his brother,
Lord Claud Hamilton, will make a tour of
America this fall.
Bob Burdette says nobody ever saw a dead
dude. And yet it has been said that death
loves a conspicuous mark.
Judge Tol t rgek may not be making any
money out of his literary work, but he sleeps
under a bed spread which cost S3OO.
George Parsons Lathrop and his wife,
who is the daughter of Nathaniel Hawthorne,
are about to remove permanently from Boston
to Nashville, Tenn.
Stanley averaged twenty grains of qui
nine daily for two years in Africa, and even
then the chills kept up a continual war-dance
around him and demanded his life.
Victor Hugo is now with his grandchildren
and M. and Mine. Lockroy among the moun
tains of Switzerland having a good time and
enjoying for the first time in his life absolute
rest from work.
Lord Wolskley has sent to "Winnipeg for a
birch bark canoe for his own use on the Nile.
Wolseley learned to paddle his own canoe in
the Red river rebellion, which had its head
and front at Winnipeg, then Fort Garry.
Miss Carrie Astor, of the wealthy Astor
family, is rather shy of suitors for her hand
since a broken down New Yorker who visited
her went around secretly borrowing money
by alleging that he was engaged to her. She
is the last unmarried Astor.
“LET ’EM FIGHT.”
Row a Nashville Judge Rad Some Fun
In Court.
This morning the defense in the Musko
vitz murder case, says a Nashville special,
introduced Martin Cohen as a witness.
During cross-examination Attorney
General Washington asked witness if he
had not been indicted lor robbing Martin
Burkhardt’s saloon.
Moses B. Priest objected to this ques
tion as incompetent, and said that the
Attorney General knew that the court
had ruled that all such questions were in
competent.
Mr. Washington replied that it was un
true, as he knew no such a thing. At this
juncture the opposing counsel engaged in
an altercation.
Judge Allen here ordered all bystanders
to stand back and not interfere, but let
Messrs. Washington and Priest fight it
out, stating that he would send to jail
anyone who attempted to separate the
parties. He said he had tried to keep
them quiet by threatening them with pun
ishment, but it seemed to have no effect
on them, and, if they would fight, he
would let them pitch in.
At this Mr. Priest struck at Mr. Wash
ington, hitting his shoulder and causing
him to fall backward over a chair. Mr.
Washington rose and started toward Mr.
Priest, but someone pushed Mr. Priest
backward, , an * the crowd rushed In and
prevented the fight. Order was then re
sumed and the trial proceeded with.
Just before the adjournment ot court
for dinner, Judge Allen said he des’red to
say a lew w ords to the attorneys. During
the squabble the court had, upon the im
pulse of the moment, told the two con
tending attorneys to tight out their differ
ence3, but on second and more sober
thought he would say that their conduct
was disgraceful and unbecoming, and he
wanted it fully und* rstood that the next
attorney who used an insulting expression
in his court would be sent to jail to the
full extent of the law. and that no crying,
sniveling or intercession would Induce
him to relieve them from punishment. He
further said that any one who interceded
himself in behall of such a one would be
punished by imprisonment.
“No ’Slderation for De Seeks.”
Life.
Mr. Cyanide Whiffles was absent from
the meeting of the Thompson Street Poker
Club Saturdav evening, and as he was
known to have received the money due
him on a contract involving a week’s labor
with kalsomine, it was feared that either
he had been decoyed into seeing some Al
derman about the Broadway franchise or
had been otherwise foully dealt with. A
reliel expedition was therefore organized,
headed by Mr. Tooter Williams, to go in
search oi him. and the Rev. Mr. Thankful
Smith who still had hopes of Mr. Whiffles
being steered against the game, contri
buted funds sufficient to transport the ex
pedition to the central portion of Sixth.
aveuue, where Mr. Whiffles had last been
seen. At 10 o’clock Hr. Williams had
sighted Mr. Whiffles standing dejectedly
in" a doorway, while a few 6teps away
stood Miss Melissa Brown, who was coax
ing him to escort her home. Mr. Williams
gallantly joined his plea to that of the
lady, at the same time winking at Mr.
Whiffles to let him know of the lay-out
down town. But Mr. Whiffles was obdur
ate.
“Gwuffum heah,” he said to the old
lady; “I don’t wan’t nouffin’ ter do wif
yo’ no mo’.”
Miss Melissa shed tears.
“Take de lady home and jine in the nex’
jacker,” urged Mr. Williams.
“No, sail. I ain’t gwine ter take her
home no mo’,” said Mr. Whiffles.
“Whad’s de madder, Cy?” asked l’rof.
Brick, who accompanied the expedition as
a scientist. “Ain’t you got no ’dera
tion for the seeks?”
“Haw, I hain’t,” said Mr. Whiffles.
Miss Melissa was no w enjoying a real
good cry.
“De cause—de cause?” asked jdr. Wil
liams, who was affected by MSUady’s
grief.
“De cause I” iterated Mr. Whiffles.
“Why dis yar yeller gal kem out dis eve
nin’ fer a preamble up de aveyou, an’
bimeby I arst her ter come in an’ have a
sangwidge ’n some cream. ’N she went,
’n we sot down, ’n in er minnit, ‘’Scuse
me,’ sez she, 'jess—jess a minnit,’ ’n T
said I would, knowin’ she was a lady, ’n
whad does she do but, ups and goes ter de
do’ ’n calls in three mo’ buck mokes, ’n
sots ’em down ter sangwidges ’n beer ’n
cream, ’n de bill was mo’n fo’dollars.
No, sail, I doan’ mine goin’ ter de club ’n
knockin’ de tar fouten Preach Smith in
de nex’ jacker, but I doan’ ’scort no sech
wuffless nigger ’traction as dat!”
Mr. Williams felt that the case was
beyond him.
“The Curse of Guiteau.”
The murdei of Police Officer Fowler
yesterday by a negro rough in the chain
gang, says a Washington special of Sept.
14. has reminded some superstitious peo
ple of the curse of Guiteau. Police Officer
Fowler was one of the three mounted men
who guarded the assassin’s van in its
trips from tbe jail to the court house
throughout the trial. Guiteau, tbe night
the verdict was brought in, in the dark
room dimly lighted by candles, glaring
like a wild beast, invoked a curse upon
all who had been connected with the trial.
There have been a number of deaths of
persons who were so connected including
in their number jurors, doctors, detec
tives, jailers, policemen and attorneys.
Within two weeks two covered by Guit
eau’s curse have died —Dr. Woodward, of
thaarmy, one of Garfield’s surgeons, and
now Officer Fowler.
SUMMER IN THE SUBURBS.
NEW YORK’S ENVIRONS DOTTED
WITH PRETTY PALACES.
The Gay Lotharios of Wall Street the
Spendthrift Lordlings of These Pretty
Domains—Some of the Ways In Which
they Manage to Get Rid of Their Sur
plus Cakh.
Correspondence of the Morning Metes.
New lork, Sept. 12.—Many of New
York's wealthiest busines* men confine
their summer outings to pretty near-by
which residents of the metropolis
are pleased to look upon as suburbs.
Everything within a radius of fifty or
seventy-five miles is already looked upon
as a suburb by these ambitious denizens
ot the city, and it will not be long before
they patronizingly come to look upon the
whole State and the neighboring corners
of surrounding ones as a legitimate
part of “the suburbs.” Our country
cousins look upon the pretensions of then
city kinsfolk with complacent amusement
and only show active interest or alarm
when the great moguls of the city wig
wams try to rush through some dangerous
measure at Albany. New Yorkers, as a
rule, however, know pretty well how to
enjoy wealth, and it is probable that they
find as many attractions near home as
they could afar off. Certain it is that
they are always near the so-called city
comfGrts. Of these near-at-home fellows
no class has more fun than the Wall
street crowd. They have more fun to the
square inch than any other set of well-to
do citizens in town. There is a spirit of
jollity among the members of the Stock
Exchange which finds expression in a
thousand ways. The Wall street man
frolics, gambles, plays practical jokes,
runs with the popular actress of the
moment, and drives a fast horse
up the road. Whatever is ex
pensive becomes desirable at once.
Society millionaires and retired
merchants live in State on the avenue, or
at magnificent country seats. They
seem bored and oppressed; they are ham
pered by the care 9 of society and annoved
by a thousand social jealousies and quar
rels. Give a Wall street man a million
and the fun begins at once. He likes his
comiort at any cost. A striking illustra
tion of the fact was seen at Long Branch
a few days ago. On the platlorm of the
station waiting for the train were a
dozen of the wealthv cottagers
—men prominent in "trade and
finance in New York. Most ol them
walked to the station and climbed with
the other passengers into the ordinary
cars. Some were obliged to stand on ac
count of the crowd. Just before the train
started an elegant victoria, drawn bv a
team of dashing bays, rolled ud to the
station, and a slight, elegantly-dressed
and languid man rose from the cushions,
and attended bv a footman boarded a
Pullman car. Here he found a whole
section reserved for him, with a special
porter standing guard. The passenger
did not trouble himself with tickets, but
gazed idly out of the window.
THE TRAIN SPED ON TO SANDY HOOK.
Just as it came in sight a magnificent
steam yacht which lay a short distance
off shore fired a salute and dropped a boat
with four uniformed sailors to the water.
They rowed to the dock, arriving just in
time to meet the train. The languid pas
senger, accompanied by the obsequious
porter, stepped into the boat and the
sailors pulled away. The steam yacht
picked up the boat without stopping and
sped like an arrow up the bay. In a
handsome saloon on board the owner ate
his breakfast. At the New York pier he
stepped into a cab and was in his office
five minutes later. Then the languid air
disappeared, and the brisk, energetic and
pushing manner of the shrewdest broker
in New York took its place. He was
Washington E. Connor, the pet broker of
Jay Gould. He is as sharp as a needle
and worth anywhere from $1,000,000 to
$5,000,000. While he was at work
in his office the clumsy steamer
which his fellow passengers had boarded
was creaking her way up the bay. There
were oil board fully a dozen men worth
as much money Mr. Connor but they
traveled with the crovs'u. Mr. Connor’s
money came through a positi v e strike of
genius on his part. He was a curbstone
broker with no position, influence or
money when Jay Gould got caught m the
memorable “Black Friday” slump. Gould
had bought really about six times as
much gold as he could pay for. He re
pudiated the purchases when the
brokers went to him after the panic
and refused to settle the claims. His ac
tions nearly ruined five of the larger bro
kerage firms of the city. The brokers
threatened suits, stormed, raved and
prayed to do avail. Mr. Gould would not
see them. Then the unknown Washing
ton Connor went around to the different
firms, and by various means got them to
assign their claims to him. They did so,
and with all the claims in his possession
Mr. Connor went to Jay Gould and told
the Wail street king that h 6 Was ready
to bring suit or compromise—he would
leave the choice to Mr. Gould. The great
financier looked at Mr. Connor, talked to
him for awhile, and then made up his
mind that he needed the services of the
unknown but shrewd young broker. A
liberal compromise of the claims was
made, Mr. Connor became an associate of
Mr. Gould, and was a millionaire within
five months. Now he is head of the firm
of W, E. Connor & Cos. One of his part
ners is Jay Gould’s son George, who went
into the firm with $600,000, and the other
two partners are Mr. Jay Gould and his
Secretary, Moiosini. While men who live
as luxuriously as Mr. Connor are the ex
ception and not the rule, they are never
theless sufficiently numerous to lend New
York a tinge of elegant indolence which
is not found elsewhere this side of Europe
and the Orient.
DOTTED WITH PALACES.
It will not be long before the suburbs
will be dotted with pretty little palaces,
which will outshine any of those of which
fancy is wont to picture as scattered
along the shores of Naples’ famous bay.
The Hudson furnishes favorite nooks for
summer dwellings ot this class. A good
ly number of such places are already
nestling on the river bank at the foot of
the famous old mountains, which go tow
ering up into the clouds. Every year sees
an addition to the number, and it will not
be long before they will be packed as close
ly together as are the Turkish palaces on
the Bosphorus. Irvington, on the Hud
son, is one of the most populous
of the suburbs and one of the prettiest as
well. Here it is that Cyrus W. Field in
dulges his acglophobia tendencies to their
fullest extent. He recently came all the
way from Saratoga to wine and dine
in honor of Sir William Thompson. It
is hardly probable that he wiy rebuild the
Andre monument, but he loses no oppor
tunity of showing how much more he
thinks of an Englishman than of an
American. Jay Gould’s palace is at
Irvington, and there are scores of
smaller palaces, each surrounded by its
grounds and having all the digDity of
wealth and fashion. William B. Astor
owns a farm at Barrytown. Beecher has
chosen Peekskill, Robert Bonner is at
Montrose, while John T. Terry is one of
Cyrus Field’s neighbors. Terry is one of
the firm of E. D. ’Morgon & Cos., and has
become a millionaire in the course of
forty years by plodding business. Near
by is old Sleepy Hollow Church, where
Irving is buried, and this is enough to
give distinction to the spot, which is in
itself beautiful. Twenty-five years have
elapsed since the author was laid in his
grave, but the spot is still visited by those
who honor departed genius. Before
Irving chose this place for a residence it
was merely a small old-fashioned farm
house. The latter was almost demolished
to make room tor “Sunny Side,” which
was intended to be merely a bachelor re
treat, and hence afterwards had to be en
larged to accommodate the family of the
author’s brother. “Sunny Side” is
more in reputation than it is
in reality, and as a residence
it is now hardly desirable. This is due
to the stoppage of natural drainage and
a consequent tendency to disease. The
railroad which gave such value to that
entire territory has damaged general
health, since it impedes the flow of the
streams,and this occasions malaria,which
is a matter of widespread complaint. If
the evil be not remedied Irvington pro
perty will lose half its value. The cot
tage is owned by the author’s nieces, who
reside there part of the time, and are also
heirs to his entire estate, which was esti
mated at $75,000. This was all made after
he had passed fifty, for th§earnings of his
earlier years were sunk by the poor spec
ulations in which his brother was engag
ed. The interior of the house has been
but little changed since Irving’s death.
His hat is on the hall table and his pen
lies by his inkstand as if awaiting his re
turn.
CLUB LIFE IN THE SUBURBS.
Club life is one of the necessities of New
Yorkers, and it will not be long before the
suburbs can boast of clubs as famous as
those ol tbe metropolis. While no large
ones have yet been established ontheHud
son, there are three our four elsewhere,
namely, the Country, Land and Water
and Larchmont Yacht Clubs, which have
already won fame and favor. The first,
situated at Bartow, on the sound, has
been wonderfully successful and is con
stantly crowded with members and
guests. The membership of 230 is within
four or five of being filled, and its future
seems assured. The experiment of
allowing ladies the privileges of
this club has proved verv
successful, and many of the wives, sisters
and cousins ot the members have visited
the club and enjoyed its hospitality. The
Land and Water Club at Whitestone is
also in a prosperous condition. Ladies
are admitted to this club also on certain
days of the week and several delightful
dinners have been given this season. The
midsummer dullness has affected the city
clubs to a greater degree than usual this
season. In former years the lead
ing institutions were well filled dur
ing the week even in the hottest
weather with “can’t-get-aways,” and on
Saturday nights and Sundays alone were
they deserted. This summer, however,
the week days have been nearly as dull as
the Sundays, and silence has reigned su
preme. The University is the only club
that has been ever fairly attended this
month, but its new and large house has
somewhat swallowed up its summer
habitues, and it has not presented a lively
appearance. The few members of the
Union League in town have been discuss
ing the question of whether Jmin C. Eno
will be expelled or not from institu
tion at the first regular meeting in the au
tumn, and the topic among the half
dozen summer frequenters of the Century
has been whether the club can afford to
support a regularly equipped restaurant
“when the leaves begin to turn.” M.
SOME RUSTIC MCSINGS.
Bill Arp on Sleep and Various Other
Subjects.
Home and Farm.
“Blessings on the man that invented
sleep.” How happily nature has adapted
all her blessings to our wants. It takes
just about a day for us to get tired and
feel the need of rest. “Oh, bed, delicious
bed!” said Tom Hood; but a man knows
but little of the sweet comfort and refresh
ment of sleep unless he is reallv tired
with an honest day’s work.
I always feel "sorry for a man or a
woman who says, “1 couldn’t sleep last
night; 1 got to thinking, and I was ner
vous and I couldn’t sleep.” There is
something wrong about that; it is not ac
cording to nature. lam thankful every
day that I can sleep, for sleep is nature’s
sweet restorer. Sleep is my salvation,
and I am still more thankful thatmv wife
can sleep. The good woman has a blessed
time now in her declining years. I
do not forget the weary hours
she has passed in worrying with a
dozen children by day and by night, but
that is all over now. The youngest is ten
years old, and now the good mother may
rest. No more paregoric or sut tea, or
catnip; no more singing, “Hush mv dear,
lie still and slumber,” no more walking
the floor in our night-gown. Well, there
is an occasional episode when the little
chaps have eat too many grapes or green
apples, but they are decently scolded, or
we mix up their medicine and it is soon
over, and we go to bed again.
I get up soon in the morning, for my
early habits stick to me. My good father
made me to rise with the sun, and I rise
with it now. But my wife loves her morn
ing rest. Why shouldn’t she? For years
and years it was the only rest she got
that was sweet and undisturbed. I get
up early, for I can’t sleep after the morn
ing light creeps in at the window, and so
I tiptoe around, and make the boys do the
same, until it is time to ring the breakfast
bell. But Ido eDjoy the morning. It is
the best time of the day for
me. I feel refreshed and rejuve
nated, and am ready for another day. I
begin early to lay my plans for a day’s
work and’ a day’s pleasure, for there is
pleasure in work if a man will find it. I
like to see it mixed. I like to go out to
the field or in the garden with my children
and work awhile, and then take a frolic
with them for rest. It is a glorious de
light to have the little fellows tagging
along after me over the farm and asking
a thousand curious questions, and I al
ways feel like a patriarch and a man ol
wisdom as i answer them and explain.
They go to school to me—not in books
all the time, but in nature and in talk—
and I am well paid for my instruction,
for they are my companions and my com
fort. X get my children up early, for I
believe in Ben Franklin’s maxim:"
“Early to bed and early to rise.”
The morning air is the most invigorat
ing and healthful. I am sorry for those
city people who never see the morning
sun as it rises like an orb of glory, and
brings life and gladness to the world.
Dame Nature has been kind to our peo
ple this year. We made a splendid crop
of wheat, and now the corn and the cotton
is all in a strut, for it has never suffered a
day for rain. Wheat is down to 75 cents
a bushel, which is all right. 1 never com
plain at low prices for the necessaries of
life, for the poor need cheap bread, and
there are more poor folks than rich ones.
It makes but little difference with us, for
when our farm products are cheap every
thing is cheap that we have to buy. My
darkies charge me 50 cents a cord for cut
ting and splitting my winter’s wood, but
they agree to take a half bushel of wheat
instead of the money. So it is all the same
to me. Money may go up or may go down,
but a bushel of wheat remains the same,
and will give a poor man the same amount
of bread.
There is some sweet spice to every
day’s work in the country, something to
brighten the passing hours and make the
children happy. The watermelons are
ripe now, and the cantaloupes, and the
grapes, and the peaches. By-and-by the
walnuts and hickory nuts, and maypops,
and black haws will come in. llartndges
and young squirrels will soon give sport
to the boys, and put a good dinner in the
pot. Already the little chaps are grab
bling for sweet potatoes. The popcorn
is growing for the long winter nights.
Every season has its good things
which make the reward of labor and toil,
for nothing is half so good unless we
work for it. A dollar earned is worth two
dollars given to us. Let every man make
his own patrimony and be a father to
himself, and then if any more drops into
his pocket it is all right, and he will know
how to use it and enjoy it. But it won’t
do for a man to run himself to death after
money. Let him go slow and mix a little
pleasure and recreation with its pursuit.
Not long ago I went to hear a revival
preacher—a sort of Lorenzo Dow —and he
picked out a lot of young men standing
away back under a tree, and he preached
at them with a vengeance. Said he,
“Young men I have been watching you
and praying for you for four (lays, and
you wont come nigh the altar. Now, it
you have made up your minds to go to
hell I want to give you some parting ad
vice. Don’t go galloping to hell—you
will get there soon enough. Take it leis
urely, go in a pace or a walk, and every
now and then stop and rest under the
shade of a tree.” Well, I suppose that
a preacher could talk that way, but it
sounded rather peculiar, to say the least
of it. Though the idea is a good one, and
I never see a man working himself, to
death for money but what I think of what
that preacher said.
I know a man who worked hard for
twenty years to make money, and he made
it, and never stopped to rest under the
shade of a tree,and now he is in the lunatic
asylum from overwork, and his children
are spending his money about as fast as
he made it. A man had better become
acquainted with his children in this world
for fear he wont know them in the next,
and let them learn to love him and respect
him. Mingle with them, read to them,
tell them stories, go to mill with them,
play drafts and work w’ith
them, and when he gets old they will com
fort him and take care of him. It is a
pitiful sight to see a man lonesome and
deserted in his old age.
Swedish Kailway Travel.
“As we wound round a valley,” says a
correspondent of the Boston Transcript,
“I was much interested to see what 1
thought was a funeral procession coming
towards us. As we came nearer, how
ever, I saw that it was the daily express
train coming up the line. It must be very
difficult for a Norwegian train to keep to
its time-table, as it is almost impossible
to avoid getting ahead of it. But the en
gineers are very cautious and reliable.
They have a terrible legend,
however, of a wild engineer who
used to run ahead of time and nearly had
a frightful accident. A man fell asleep with
his leg on the railroad track, when this
engineer and his train came along. The
sleeping man felt something pinch his leg,
and awakening saw that it was the ex
press train. He then got off the track in
time to save himself. Had he slept five
minutes longer, the train would have been
completely over bis leg and broken it.
The engineer was blamed greatly, for he
was a reckless man, who sometimes ran
as fast as ten miles an hour. I think,
however, that the legend has no founda
tion in fact, for 1 never saw a Norwegian
train in a hurry.”
Large-patterned brocades are to be
much worn during the fall.
To Klllarney and Back.
“He is well paid that is well satis
fied,” says Sbakspeare. The most mer
cenary man feels that his money has been
well expended when it has purchased a
full equivalent of genuine satisfaction.
Such a sensation awaits the tourist who
will take a trip to any section of Ireland—
that beautiful country which, being next
our , °' vn door, is often passed by for
the sake of less interesting but remoter
scenes. Let no traveler imagine for a
moment that the shadow of molestation
will meet him from any of the generous,
genial, and gentle peopie of that ocean
isle. In my recent travels in Irish town
and country I was frequently assured,
and the natives seem anxious to be be
lieved on their word in this matter, that a
visitor might journey alone from one end
of Ireland to the other, by day or by
night, and not a soul would trouble him
or harm a hair of his honor’s head.
Whatever quarrels the people indulge in
among themselves, they knowhow to re
spect the rights of hospitality in receiving
their British and foreign "friends. The
wayfaring man, though a fool, may not
easily err in this regard; for the Irish
simply answer a fool according to his
folly, and quietly let him go his way.
In behalf of those who may value sug
gestions as to the enjoyment of a short
and sweet holiday, allow me to sum
marize a recent excursion and experience.
A midland railway train took me from
London to Liverpool. The Midland line
deserves a very large share of public
patronage for two principal reasons. Its
directors do so much for the convenience
and comfort of their patrons, and the
route runs through one ot the most pic
turesque and charming districts in Eng
land. The wooded hills and grassy dales
of Derby’s lovely county are seen from
the carriage windows, suggesting to the
musing mind that the hand of nature
never fails in beauty or in bounty. If
this sounds like poetry the scenery merits
the honor, for in compelling our "admira
tion it inspires our song. But soon the
loveliness is past, ant' our rapid race is
run. In Liverpool I find a White Star
steamer ready to embark me for Queens
town. Alter crossing the AtJantic half a
score of times in nine different steamers,
I may be supposed to speak of ships with
a little discrimination. The White Star
boats are well built, admirably adapted
for passenger traffic, fitted up with every
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modern improvement, one of the latest
attractions being the lighting of the
saloons with electricity, and the officers
are obliging and worthy men. For safety
and speed these steamers maintain a
first-class reputation. With not a little
regret I left the “Adriatic” when we had
entered the magnificent harbor of Queens
town. An old harbor-master with whom
I conversed on the boat that ran up to
Cork, and whose cap bore the Y irgilian
motto, “Statio bene fida carinis,” which
he considerately translated for me, “A
good harbor tor ships,” may be pardoned
for his partiality in speaking of this
splendid port as the finest in the world.
I mentioned Halifax and New York bays,
but the “old man eloquent” declared for
Queenstown, and as it was not for “the
likes of me” to dispute with grey hairs I
refrained from argument. Without
doubt Queenstown Harbor has fell equals
in the U nited Kingdom; few superiors any
where on the borders of the deep.
Landing in Cork, close to St. Patrick’s
Bridge, in the centre of which is an effigy
of the excellent saint, I made my way up
Patrick street, pausing to admire Foley s
bronze statue of Father Mathew, the
Apostle of Temperance, or rather of
Total Abstinence. After visiting the
Cathedral of St. Finbarre, the patron
saint of Cork, I proceeded to the station of
the Cork and Bandon Railway, situated
on the Albert Quay, just over the bridge.
The station is within five minutes’ walk
from the centre of the city. Here I
arranged for a trip by the Prince ot Wales’
route to Killarnev’s Lakes. This route is
so named because it was that taken by
his Royal Highness in 1858; when the
Prince Consort wrote on April 2, “Next
week he (Bertie) is to make a run for four
teen days to the South ot Ireland, bv way
of recreation.” The train leaves the
Albert Quay Station at the convenient
hour of 9:20, and runs to Bantry, a dis
tance of fifty-six miles. At lnnishannon,
the view obtained of the Bandon river is
remarkably pretty. Bandon town was
originally a Protestant settlement, the
Southern Derry, and bore on its gateway
the illiberal couplet, “Turk, Jews, or
Atheist may enter here, but not a Papist.”
Some wag, of the excluded faith re
taliated by chalking underneath the re
partee; “The lad who wrote this wrote
it well. For the same is written on the
gates ol hell.” At Bantry the delight we
derive deepens as we behold the famous
bay, which for length and breadth and
depth is a marvel of advantage, and for
surrounding scenery is a situation of
surprising beauty. Thackeray thought
that “if such a bay were lying upon
English shores, it would be a world’s
wouder;” and he justly adds, “perhaps, if
it were on the Mediterranean, or the
Baltic, English travelers would flock to it
in hundreds.” Ten miles of good road
conduct us to Glengariff, which is utterly
indescribable. Lord Macaulay and Sir
David Wilkie esteemed it the fairest spot
in the British Isles; and without a tinc
ture of irreverence i may apply to it the
well known verse of Isaac Watts:
“I have bjen there and still would go,
’Tis like a little Heaven below;
Not all my pleasure, nor my play.
Shall tempt me to forget the day.”
Asa health resort for invalids, the
climate of Glengariff is incomparable,
and ought to be better known that It
might be thronged by thousands the whole
year round. Where there are two good
hotels there should be twenty; and in
winter as well as in summer the sick, the
aged, and the weary should gather into
this sanatorium for the body, this sanc
tuary for the mind, where the daily atmos-
Ehere is calm and “the common air is
aim,” to find herein a house of health,
and a quiet resting place that shall seem
the gate of heaven. **
From Glengariff to Kenmare is a drive
ever to be fondly dreamed of by those who
have once enjoyed it. To Thackeray “the
journey was one of astonishing beauty,”
and Lord John Manners calls it “the
grandest road, barring the Alpine passes,
that I know.” The view from the brow of
the lofty mountain, about five miles from
Glengariff, with Bantry Bay and Glen
gariff Harbor on the south, and a broad,
green, sylvan, and variegated valley,
thousand’s of feet below, on the wes’t,
forms a divine picture which only a divine
painter could depict or a divine poet
adequately describe. On we press, now
along the’ precipitous side of a steep
aclivity, and now into the depths of atun-
nel 600 feet long, cut through the solid
rock; anon through three Gothic arches
which cross our path, while around us is
spread a scene of solitude and solemn
splendor, stretching away as far as our
eyes can see, and the like of which our
eyes will seldom see again. Now we
catch a glimpse of the Kenmare river,
and a lady of the party exclaims, “Oh,
what an enchanting place!” We cross a
suspension bridge and are in the quiet,
quaint, little town of Kenmare. The
concluding stage of the journey by the
road, a distance of twenty-one miles, is
to many tourists of unsurpassable inter
est. Certainly some of the views, as of
the purple mountain, or of the eagle’s
nest, veiled in mountain dew or moving
mist; or the general view of the Killarney
Lakes, which is caught from near the
barrack of the Musgrave Constabulary;
or finally of the middle lake on the one
side and the Tore Mountain, rising nearly
1,800 feet just overhead on the other, are
superbly sublime and beautiful. Before
breakfast one morning, 1 w alked out from
Killarney to Ross Castle, from the sum
mit of which the view was magnificent.
Beneath was the lower lake, where my
guide assured me he rowed the Queen for
two hours during her visit in 1861. This
is not at all improbable, for her Majesty
writes in her “Leaves from a Journal” a
detailed account of her tour, and also
writes to King Leopold of the Belgians:
“The next morning (Aug. 28), we took a
most beautiful drive all round this lake,
and in the afternoon went upon the water.
There were at least a hundred and tilty
loats out, which had a very pretty effect.
People live on the water there, and the
boatmen row beautifully. I wish you
could see these lakes, you would be de
lighted; and it is so quickly done now.”
From Killarney to Cork by train, via
Majlow, is about sixty miles. But before
we reach the latter town, we may stop an
hour at Blarney, and walk to the cele
brated castle, a mile from the station.
At the top of the castle I stood within
three feet of the Blarney Stone, and saw
three daring young fellows hang over the
tower and kiss the famous relic of a
superstitious age not quite gone even
now. Returning to Queenstown, we go
on board the “Republic” for Liverpool,
and, our good ship reminding us of the
Irish in America, we pray that God may
bless the sons of Erin at home and
abroad, and make the future of their
green isle peaceful and prosperous,
flourishing and free.
Timothy Harley.
London, Aug. 28, 1884.
Dyed sealskin and beaver trim many of
the imported winter sacques and mantles
Monkey skin will be very much worn.
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