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TQUI OF EIROPE-Ho. 34
An Unexpected Arrival—The
Madeleine and Notre Dame.
Sevres and ita Porce
lain Mill.
On to Versailles in a Coach and
Four—Its Palaces, Park
and Prisoners.,
The Carriages that Princes Hide
in and the People Pay for—A
Glance at St. Cloud—The
Jardin Mabille.
Written expressly for The Atlanta Constitution.]
I should have mentioned before that
■when I went to a banking office for letters,
there was one with a penciled memoranda
on its back: “Arrived to-day, at hotel
Londres, place du Havre. C. A.” It was
my steamer friend whom I had left in Lon
don, and did not expect to see in Paris, hut
who wasthrice welcome. I proceeded by the
shortest known route to the place' du Havre,
only to find my friend out prospecting. A
note requesting him to come to my room,
did not reach him, and I resolved on the
second morning to trap him in his own
nest. So I swallowed an early cup of cof
fee, as a preparation for a brisk walk across
town to his hotel. I caught him in the act
of pulling on a biled shirt, for he was a
man of elegant tastes and luxurious habits.
His linguistic troubles at Metz and Sedan—
having just come in from the battle-fields—
the changes in our London hostelry, and
many other things were hastily talked over,
and then we went down to breakfast: tea,
boiled eggs, mutton chops, cold ham, etc.—
an English breakfast in a house patronized
by English-speaking people. We good-na
turedly disagreed on this important point—
each holding fast to his beloved inn, while
meeting every morning for the common
work. I readily accepted his slate for our
first day of joint work, namely, to Ver
sailles by coach and four, starting from
Notre Dame at ten o’clock. The lateness
of the departure gave us time to look into
THE MADELEINE.
This famous church stands in the center
of the place de la Madeleine, into which
the boulevards and the rue Royale, not to
mention two or three other focalizing
streets, pour a constant tide of people. At
first the church is a disappointment to
those who have been accustomed to asso
ciate a tower, or at least a spire, with a re
ligions house. If it should suddenly rise
before your eyes, I think you would hesi
tate between declaring it a public libraiy,
a town, ball or the legislative chambers, in
guessing its use. The steps that lead up
to the,endless portico, the lofty' columns
that support the simple roof alike on all
sides, readily come to the mind by recall
ing the pictures of the Parthenon at Athens.
Frieze, cornice and gable beautifully adorn
and relieve the extreme simplicity of its
graceful proportions; and the whole build
ing becomes handsomer the oftener it is
seen. Inside there is no Grecian simplici
ty. The domed ceilings are magnificently
frescoed; the high altar is a blaze of gold
en splendor, and on every side pictures,
statuary, velvet and costly gilding, greet
confused and astonished Protestant eyes.
Were it not for the little chapels and the
many worshippers and the numerous sym
bols of our faith, one wonld not be apt to
think that he was in a temple of Him who
was born in a manger. We miss the basin
•of holy water as we pass out, although a
moment of observation discloses a little
•old man, near the entrance, who extends a
largo wet brush that the good Catholic
, touches as he enters, in lien of the custo
mary but not always extremely pellucid
water.
Let us go directly thence to the quays
and follow them up until we come to the
Pont Notre Dame, that will carry ns over
to the lie de la Cite, on which is the grand
est ecclesiastical structure of all France.
The first stone of Notre Dame was laid in
1163, on the site of two churches that date
back of our records. It is much the largest
of Parisian churches, and one realizes its
immensity when he stands under the sha
dows of its gigantic twin towers and tries
to comprehend the rich ornamentation of
the stupendous facade. Unlike the Made
leine, its exterior is excessively ornate,
while the interior is plain. But I think it
all the grander on that account. The morn
ing was not bright, and perhaps the im
pressive nave, with its multitude of tall
delicate columns, seemed gloomier than it
ordinarily does, as we looked down through
the immense space to the altar, before which
Napoleon and Josephine were crowned by
Pius the Seventh, and into whose sacred
precincts afterwards came the third Napo
leon and another noble woman—our living
Empress, Eugenie of Spain. I tried to think
that Josephine had walked down the very
aisle where we stood, in all the queenliness
of her beauty, but I invariably, made a
botch of an attempt at such associations.
We paid fifty centimes at a little gate
under the vaulted roof to see the “curiosi
ties.” No church, runs a larger museum
so to speak. Here is—if you let them tell
it—the holy crown of thorns, a bit of the
true cross, and innumerable other things—
to appreciate which more faith in fallible
men is required than I possess. I tired of
the drowsy old beadle’s talk, as he exhibit
ed the sacred articles and rich vestments,
and gave the remainder of the time to a
• stroll through the noble building itself.
' There is no humbug in its walls of stone.
At ten we started for
VERSAILLES
in a novel way—one that grew out of the
late war. An English coach, carrying four
inside and a dozen or more outside,—just
such an institution as English writers have
described, or rather mentioned, at least a
million times,—was advertised in Qaligna-
ni to make the trip by one route, returning
by another, so as to include every object
-of interest that the traveler could desire,
The morning was so fine that we found all
the outside seats sold when we applied for
places. We declined to go inside until we
found we were to he alone—thus having a
window each, and a soft seat to hoot It was
a grand ride. From the Arch of Triumph
we dashed down the magnificent Avenue
de 1’Imperatrice into the Bois de Boulogne.
The great cascade, the famous raping track
of Longehamp, and the best parts of the
Park pissed before-oar enchanted eyes';
and so did the chateau of the Paris Roths
child and many other fine palaces, until at
length are crossed the Seine, skirting St
Cloud, and drew rein—a bnnch of them—
in front of the government manufactory'of
costly porcelain, at J Sevres. ^ | \
The little town is old and quaint enough
to be a part of Rouen or some other an
cient city in Normandy. It has never been
despoiled in all the mercurial changes of
government, for it is the pride of all France;
even the fiends that swarmed out of the
Parisian faubourgs kept their wicked hands
off of it. Above and below It asTSf as the
eye can reach, along the slopes of the low
hills that border the Seine, are pretty villas
that stud the carpets of green. Travelers
are only admitted to the show-rooms of the
famous manufactory, which contain quite
enough to satisfy reasonable people. I no
ted one vase, valued at 18,000 francs, a sin
gle tea plate for 300 francs, and whole sets
whose price would stagger an oil Prince.
The elegant designs and the exquisite paint
ings on china drew out all the exclamations
of admiration that onr party was capable
of. The language of Shakespeare was in
adequate. Many of the best artists are
here constantly employed in copying the
masterpieces of art npon the frail, delicate
and princely porcelain.
The few miles that lay between ns and
the city that is clustered about the palace
of Versailles were soon, too soon, travers
ed. We first drove up a magnificent pop
lar-shaded avenue to the Trianons, Le
Grand and Le Petit. The first was
built by the Grand Monarque for Madame
de Maintenon; and right where we walked
an endless number of Kings and Queens
had spent a portion of their lives. Hither
came the first Napoleon on his unfrequent
visits to Josephine. Wo sat in the chairs
he sat in; we touched the tables he touch
ed ; we looked at the bed that pillowed the
unfortunate Empress, the widowed wife of
the country’s dazzling dream. The other
trianon is associated with Marie Antoinette,
and both of them are encompassed by the
sweetest of surroundings-parts of the vast
park that stretches away for miles.
The State carriages are displayed in a
building near by, and we went over to see
them. They entirely eclipse even child
hood’s cherished recollections of the first
circus chariot They present to the eye
only the glitter of gold. I forgot to notice
whether the tires were solid gold or not
Sometimes I think the guide said the grand
est one cost two millions francs, and some
times I think it was only a paltry million.
It cost so much any way that very few per
sons have felt like riding in it Napoleon
IH. chartered it last to carry to the babtis-
mal font the boy who was cut off from the
Imperial business so suddenly that he
might with good reason exclaim:
distant plain. Crossing the river, we drove
along the fortifications for a long distance,
to get a fuller idea of the ruthless work ;
and when the coach let me down under the
very shadows of the ruined Tuileries, I was
prepared to endorse General Grant’s cham
pion epigram : Let us have peace. In
truth, though, I was thinking more of din
ner than of peace, Grant, or any other
man. . fT
' That same evening weyvent to the J*/c-
din Mabille. It was the weekly fete night,
which is a dodge for charging an increased
price of admission. Thousands of gas jets
and colored lanterns brought out the won
drous beauties of the garden that surrounds
the open dancing pavillion. The place was
crowded, including not a few English and
American travelers, and four of our Ver
sailles party, two of whom were American
ladies. Everybody goes “just ohCe’’ to see
the famous place ; and such a scrambling
fore leaving his patient, the old doctor, a close
observer and deep thinker, took the husband
aside, and
“Doyou know what brought this fever on
your wife, Mr. Btreeter ? You have worked
her nearly to death.”
“You are speaking of my wife, not my
horse.”
“Granted; and I say again, jtou are work
ing her to death.”
“Reallv, Doctor, such language is unpar
donable.”
“And yet you will pardon it. And further-
mor.e; by your great love for the self-sacrifi
cing woman we have just left,I shall perform
an operation on your eyes that you may see
even as I see.”
And then he placed the cold, hard facts
before him, from the time she became a bride,
beautiful and accomplished, .to the village.up
to the date of present illness, in which do?
mestlc cares only bad haunted in her feverish
dreams. In concluding he added:
“I truly believe, if. she takes up her old
burdens at once, that before the year has
and tiptoeing .to see dancing was'never burdens at once P
elsewhere witnessed. The crowds gather passed the grave or . the insane Asylum wlll
- • i . t . i <• i ii i l receive ner.
in close circles about the dancers,—the best
of whom are professional—and as there.are
no elevated seats, it is well nigh impossible
to see much of it. Mrs. Stowe went there,
and had the courage to describe what she
saw. Mark Twain overcome his sense of
modesty, too, and has left the world a
graphic account of what wa3 done right
before his eyes. -His description of the
wild dances is so vivid that I transcribe it,
adding only an endorsement of its essential
truthfullness and accuracy: “Shouts,
laughter, furious music, a bewildering chaos
of darting and intermingling forms, stormy
jerking and rustling of gay dresses, bob
bing heads, flying arms, lightning flashes
of white and striped stocking calves, and
dainty- slippers in the air, and then a grand
final rush, riot, a terrific hubbub and a wild
stampede ! Nothing like it has been seen
on earth since trembling .Tam; O’Shanter
saw the devil and the witches at their or
gies that stormy night in Alloway’s old
haunted Kirk 1”
If I had seen in my dreams that night
the glaring faces of a crazed democracy and
gigantic armies of destruction, whirling, in
a mad dance to delirious music, amid green
trees full of darting flames, and over them
there had {fittingly stolen an imposing ca
thedral nave, through which rolled the
the music of a noble service,—the whole
would have been hut a fair dream-land
counterfeit of my day’s varied work.
F.
THE PRESCRIPTION;
OR,
OUR GRANGER STORY.
Dedicated to the Husbands of Farmers' 'Wives.
Moore’s Rural New Yorker.]
“I wish yon wonld tell James, when he
comes in, to turn the cows into the lower
lot. And if Turpin calls, tell him I have
concluded to take those sheep—I want the
merinos. And while 1 am getting ready,
please take my memorandum book and note
down four harness straps, five pounds of
nslls, and a gimlet, half a jockey strap,
and—and—yes, I believe that 13 alL I for
got them when I made out the items this
morning.” ,
Mrs. Street.* rose wearily, laid her sleeping
babe carefully in its prib, and proceeded to
record the articles named. She was young
—not oyer twenty-five—but the complexion
was sadly faded, and faint fines were already
marking the white forehead, while the tired
eyes told of care, and hinted strongly of an
unsatisfied heart _
And this thin-cheeked, pink-lipped woman
had been called a beauty only seven years
tiful—nothing of the kind; I am not so before! And when she gave her hand to
foolish as to fly in the face of the world’s Newton Streeter, she could say what so few
“I was so quickly done for,
I wonder what 1 was begun for.”
And then we drove to lunch, which we
found in a hotel just outside the palace
gates, and when that had pat us all in good
humor we strolled over as we wisted, un
fettered by a guide, to the palace itself.
Except its immensity, there is nothing in
its exterior that is very striking. From the
terrace we looked upon the grounds that
have been the chief admiration of civiliza
tion for a hundred years.and more. I am
not going to say that its walls and pyra
mids of living green, and its formal plats of
grass and water are not surpassingly beau-
opinion insect-like; but I will write here
that one need not look in the wonderful
Park for a display of nature’s handiwork.
Art has so trimmed, and shaped, and ar
ranged her prodigal gifts that our old ac
quaintances are hardly recognizable. How
it may be in the depths of the almost in
terminable forest I do not know, for I view
ed the creation of Louis XIV only from
the terrace. There is little use of setting
out a-foot in a Park that is nearly as large
as Rhode Island.
The Assembly were in session in the
palace, and all travelers were excluded.
We were thus spared the misery of having
to inspect its miles and miles of military
pictures. In its basement was a sight not
set down in the gnide-books—thousands
and thousands of Communists, many of
them in plain view through the grates.
Their faces were not very fine; their acts
deserve the world’s execration; but still I
could not help wishing they might escape,
as I watched their wives, mothers, sisters
and sweethearts passing in and out, bring
ing the doomed children of revolution and
political crimes words of cheer and articles
of grosser comfort.
A great army, was encamped all about
the grounds—certainly not less than fifty
thousand troops, in Sibley tents, or “shel
ters ”; and their appearance did not leave
a favorable impression on my mind. I had
seen a regiment march down the Champs
Elysces in the morning sun, before the
eyes of friends and critics ; I had watched
them on guard and in camp, and I am com
pelled to think them a slovenly lot, in dress
and manner, although their red trousers
and caps, and the loose gray overcoats that
they wear on duty, be it hot or cold, may
have given them a jaunty, picturesque loot,
when the world believed them invincible.
Perhaps I had fallen too deeply in love
with the plain; heat, soldierly dress, that
marches under the German colors, to have
an unbiased opinion as to the adaptability
of French uniforms/ 3 j 3 ’ ’*
THE H0EN SOUNDED ALL AB0ABD,
and we hid good-bye to soldier and captive,
to palace and cottage, taking another road
for onr return. I had the good fortune to
exchange my inside seat for an outside one,
thus better enabling me to observe the im
mense damage done by the wicked tread of
the armies. Versailles was the headquar-
all injury; but as soon as we are ^away
from its splendid precints we can read the
records of the iron'heel in every mile. The
magnificent forests of St. Cloud were hack-,
ed down as freely as a backwoodsman dis
poses of our western trees that cumber his
homestead. And then we como to the town
of St. Cloud. I hardly know how large it
is. or rather was, but it must have number
ed ten or fifteen thousand people. Its
walls are there—nothing more. The coach
stopped near the palace gates, and we all
walked up to the ruins. ■ I do not wonder
that it was a favorite residence of both the
Bonapartes, situated as it is—or was—on a
bluff of the Seine, overlooking the great
city, that is spread out like a map on the
girls can: “I married my first love.”
Judge Streeter, the father, was supposed to
be wealthy. But soon after his son’s marriage
a financial crisis came, and the thousands
dwindled into hundreds.
It was false pride, perhaps, but the young
man shrank from a position under those who
had once looked up to him. And his thoughts
turned wistfully toward the Western prairies.
He expected objections from his young and
accomplished wife. But she saw with his
eyes, and was not only willing, but eager to
go and help him make a home that should be
all their own. The purchasing of a prairie
team, some farming implements, and the ex
pense of building a small honse, exhausted
his capital—and the young couple began their
married life as many others had done who
had not been blessed with their advantages.
The small dwelling contained bat three sleep
ing aDartments, and this fact, added to their
uncertain income, induced Mrs. Streeter to
take npon herself the entire care of the
household. fFtfJT!
Two children had cothe in the seven years
to nestle in her bosom. But one, a fairy
child of three summers, had slid away from
them, and was now sleeping beneath the flow
ers of the prairie; and the tried wife had
sighed as she looked on the cold, folded
hands.
“She will never toil as I have done; but,
ob, I wanted her so much,” the lonely mother
sobbed forth.
Mr. Streeter was now considered a wealthy
farmer. His acres had broadened and his
stock increased Physically and mentally
strong, and with a gentle, loving wife ever
studying his tastes and wishes, why should
he wear out fast?
But of her? Naturally frail, she had been
like a willow, bending beneath a burden vol
untarily taken up. With the exception of
an efficient gtrl for a few weeks when little
Mary died, she had performed all the labor
required in the house since she became its
mistress.
Newton Streeter took the memorandum,
glanced hastily at the neatly written items,
and then he stepped into the light buggy anc.
drove away.
But no longer might she linger, for the
sponge wus wailiog iu the kitchen to be
Kneaded, and the baby’s naps were like augel’s
visits And before the task was well over
bis bugle note sounded to arms, and the fret
ful child was taken up and caressed and
soothed to quietness.
She was conscious of a strange dizziness.
When she arose from a stooping position her
head was aching miserably and her eyes
seemed burning. What was coming over
“receive her.
The strong man shuddered.^--' M; "‘.l? 1
“As heav*u is my witnese, sir, I have only
permitted, not exacted: this sacrifice. She
voluntarily took her place by my side,
and has uncomplainingly kept step with
me.”
“No, she has not kept step, to follow your
own figure. Unable to keep up with your
long, rapid strides, she has fallen, faint and
footsore, by the way. I tell you, she must
have rest for both mind and body, or I will
not answer for the result. And it would be
better if found away from home.”
“Yes, I begin to comprehend; and it can be
found away. And,” offering his hand, “I
will take care, doctor, that you do not get a
chance to administer another sack dose to
me.”
Mr. Streeter, went back to the room where
his wife was sitting, propped up by pillows,
and a gush of unutterable tenderness swelled
in his heart as he-glanced at her pale face and
almost transparent hands. He sat down be
side her and said softlyt T *! sl y{
“You don’t know how glad I am that yon
are better.”
“Thank you. Yes, I am almost well now
—shall soon be able to be in the kitchen. I
am sure I must be sadly needed there by this
time.’^aVoJi j«utnaja; im&isat
“No, you are not needed there. By the
way, would you like to have me put the
farm to rent this summer, and you take the
boy. and go back to the old granite hills.”
“Oh could you? May I. go?” and the
voice quivered with excitement; then wist
fully, “but the expense, Newton. *It would
put us back so much.”
“Yes, there it is; the old doctor was right,”
he thought. And then aloud: “Do you know
what I went to the city for the day you were
ill?”
“To deposit some money for more land, I
think you said,” she replied, wearily.
“Yes; but I do not need that land. I have
far more than I can cultivate now. And you
shall have that money—or, at least, all that
you want of it—and go home and stay all
summer, and try to get some of your bloom
back. I shall write to-day that you are com
ing.”
Mrs. Streeter could hardly believe it was
not one of her feverish dreams.
But it all came about in good time, and
he arrived safely at home, where she was
petted and caressed to her heart’s content.
“You are all trying to spoil me,” she w>'uld
expostulate; “I shall never be fit for a
eris wife any more.”
And thus, among loving friends, >W
walking, and when at home reading, lxiusn:
and writing long letters to her husband, the
summer passed swiftly away.
And now he had written that he was com
ing, and she was counting the days that mnst
elapse ere she could look back upon his face,
and be clasped to his heart. She was eager
to go now. Her-holiday was over. Health'
had returned, and not an instant did she
shrink from the old fife.
And when the husband came and saw the
wonder one summer had wrought, he again
told himself that the good old doctor was
Tight.
A few days - were given to the old friends,
and then they turned their faces toward their
Western home.
It was evening when they arrived, and the
wife looked with bewilderment on the
change. A handsome front had been added
to the old dwelling; and before she had time
to question she was ushered into a parlor
newly furnished and already lighted. An
elegant piano stood in a recess evidently
constructed for its reception.
She turned toward her husband to assure
herself that he, too, had not changed into
something or somebody else. But the merry
twinkle in his eye told herthathe was enjoy
ing her surprise, and slowly she began to
realize the whole situation. Yes, now she
understood his strange reluctance to mention
what he was doing, and his willingness to
have her remain, even after she had ex
pressed her anxiety to return.
“Come, I have more to show you,” and he
showed her into a large, commodious room,
furnished for her own sleeping apartment,
even to her baby’s crib.
“This is for you. And now lay aside your
dusty garments and prepare for tea. It must
have been ready an hour ago. I will go and
see.”
When he returned he found his wife sit
ting in her little rocker and weeping silently.
‘HFTowd T whom 1 wrichoil tn
ters of the Kaiser, who protected it from ?. er ,^. ®^e lri r u ® t ,^. e A^- n< ?» 8 ^ e n0
as we are awav tujgfor that 1 And then her thoughts drifted
away to the dear old home of childhood; and
she asked herself, for the first time, if she
bad done wisely to leave it for this life of
toil and care ?
It was a dangerous question for a wife-
inother, and she clasped her child more
closely to suppress in her heart the disloyal
answer.
When Mr. Streeter returned, exultant over
the dollars he had deposited in the bank, be
found no supper prepared, and his wife help
less upon the bed, with cheeks flushed with
fever, and the wailing child distracting her
with demands for care.
A physician and nurse were soon sum
moned from the city, and the weary wife en
]oved the luxury of being ilL
But convalescence soon followed; and be-
Have I wounded where 1 wished to heal?’
he asked, reproachfully.
“Forgive me," she said, smiling; “I am a
goose, but- a tired-wing one, you know. And
I am so happy to be at home in such a home,
that I have no words in which to tell my
happiness.”
He stooped to kis3 the offered ligs. And
thus the new life began. And what a differ
ent fife it was—busy, not burdened. Time
for the wants of the mind as well as thebody.
Good help in the kitchen all the time, and
choice reading for any leisure hour.
The farm wa3 an unfailing source of in
come, fully defraying all expenses each year
and showing a balance in favor. 11 •
“Been improving, I see,” said Dr. Meeker,
as he reined his light carriage to the neat
fence.
Yes, doctor. Come In. I want to show
you all the improvements. Here, Mary, the
doctor wants to see you.”
And as she came to greet him, rosy with
health and happiness, he nodded his head at
her husband. “Yes, that will do," and then
jf lancing at the open piano, “I am goiDg to
day j ust long enough to hear one tune played
Will you favor me ?’, And with the old gal
lantry, fitted so awkwardly to his brusque
manners, he led her to the instrument, and
stood hat in hand while she played. “There,
thank you, I have cut off mv own supplies.
No more fees forme here, I see. Just my
luck. I never did know enough to make my
bread and butter. Good-bye, Mr. Streeter.”
And again nodding to the husband, he trot
ted oat to his vehicle and went on his way,
his cheery voice humming to his horse, per
haps the tune he had just heard.
Grange News-
Measures are being taken to organize
granges among the gardeners and fruit-grow
ers in and around New Orleans.
At a recent harvest feast of Grangers in
Van Buren County, Iowa, there were over
sixteen hundred teams in procession.
More than half the acreage in Illinois is
Corn. The Chicago Tribune indicates from
one-half to two-thirds an average crop this
year.
The Shreveport (La.) Telegram says : The
immigration movement goes hand in hand
with the Patrons of Husbandry. Both are
needed to regenerate Louisiana and the South.
We look for a strong onward movement by
the industrial army of the State in less than
twelvemonths., And the landholders will
wake up to their true interests and work with
them. Let us be patient with the landhold
ers. They are wheeling into line daily, and
will do their duty better by. Qr than it has
been supposed they would do.
The Bedford, Iowa, Southwest, says: We
take no small degree of delight in calling the
attention of onr readers to the workings of
this' order. - The State of Iowa iB the banner
State for Patrons—being first and foremost in
numbers, and especially so in good works
In no State in the Union can a more law-
abiding, thinking, reading class of laboring
men and women be found than in the State
of Iowa. In no State in the Union are the
laboring classes more oppressed by monied
monopolies and unjust taxation than in
this 8tate, and no people hold stronger to all
the biding faith of righting their wrongs by
honorable and fair means. Take Illinois, as
an instance, and note the fact of her being
far superior to this State in wealth and able
to cope with railroad companies in her legis
latures, and mark the difference between her
citizens and ours. In numerous cases they
have raised up in mob force against their op
pressors—destroyed property and violated
the laws, that their rights might he
respected. In Iowa not a single esse
has occurred, but a firm determination on the
part df the farmers and laborers to right their
wrongs by acting judiciously, and at the
same time independently, is apparent.
Thus it is plainly to be seen that wherever
the'Order is most prominent, there the labor
ing classes have the most self reliance. There
can be but little doubt that, had it not been for
the benign influence of the Order, the State of
Iowa would also have been the scene of nu
merous cases of mob law, personal violence
and bloodshed. With an honesty of purpose
the farmers are at work, laymg aside old per
sonal feuds, party animosities and joining in
the noble work of making labor respected,
educating the masses,and seeking the general
welfare of our country. The work will be
well and nobly done!
Alabama News,
Montgomery Advertiser: The bottom ol
the yellow fever panic has been completely
reached, and yesterday everything was much
more cheerful. Many wagons from the
country were on the streets, and people were
coming and going as usnal. In the entire city
less than Six cases are now reported as under
treatment, and only one, Mr. Larkins, is at
ail dangerous. The panic has carried away
from Montgomery an immense amount of
money, but we hope it will soon find its way
back.
Talladega Reporter: The Coiambus and
Opelika papers speak flatteringly of thenroS'
pectsof the Memphis and Savannah Rail
road. They talk of finishing the bridge over
’ be Tallapoosa in three weeks, and being able
to extend the road to Adkins Gap in a very
short time, with prospects of moving right
on to Corinth. This all looks very pretty.
On the other hand we hesr it stated that
Brown, Lancaster & Co., the leading bankers
who were backing the road with capital.have
gone by the board; that they were unable to
sell or dispose of any of the endorsed or
guaranteed bonds of the road. In short,that
the road will be left without funds to enable
it to move on.
Mobile Register: At 6 o’clock yesterday
morning Mr. Vincent Henry, aged fifty-five
years, a well known creole of this city, took
one ounce and a half of laudanum, and died
from its effects at 3 1-3 o’clock yesterday
evening. On Saturday last he sent for his
sister, gave her some private papers, and
told her that he intended to take his
own Ufa A short time after he had taken
the deadly dose, Mr. Daniel Petty and Mr.
Charles Cnastang arrived at the bouse, and
upon their suggestion that a doctor should be
immediately sent for, he told them that it was
useless, as he had taken almost the entire
contents of a two-ounce vial of laudanum.
To their inquiries concerning the cause of
the rash act, he made no response whatever.
Mr. Henry was engaged in the grocery busi
ness at the Northwest comer of Dauphin
and Warren streets for many years, and was
always respected as a quiet law-abiding citi
zen of an unblemished character. Some
eighteen months since his wife died, leaving
him a family of seven or eight young chil
dren to provide for.
Mobile Register: A certain steamboat
agent of this city was in Montgomery a short
time since, and upon hearing the announce-
ment'of the existence of yellow fever in the
latter city, he at onceresolved to come home.
Perfectly unconscious of any impediment, he
got on the boat, and was congratulating him
self upon his escape from tbe infected city,
and his early return to his family and friends.
Upon arriving here, he was thunder-struck
at the unconsoling announcement of
the impossibility of any one from Mont
gomery being allowed to land here.
Upon the promise of several friends not to
tell his wife anything about his arrival, or
rather his non-arrival, he made a virtue of
necessity, and perfectly contented took the
first boat for Montgamery. On his upward
trip he assured several of his friends that the
was glad of his opportunity to remain in his
remunerative position in Montgomery. As
soon as the boat made her landing at the
capital city, he seized his' valise, walked
briskly to the gangway, when lo I a police
man told him that no one from Mobile could
land at Montgomery. His ejaculation, and
the contortions of his features, can better be
imagined than described. He is unable to
comprehend the necessity for such foolish-
Hess, and declares most emphatically that he
Will visit neither Mobile nor Montgomery for
sometime. In this assertion, we fully concur
with our friend. When last heard from he
was still on the boat coming this way, blit in
all probability he is now roaming through
the country, Uke the Wandering Jew.
little remarkable that the tendency to fa
cilitate matrimony is gaining strength.
We have got marriage made easy. It is no
longer necessity to make an audible and
solemn pledge before a priest or justice of
the peace. Bands and ring are dispensed
with. It is only necessary for a man and
woman to live together as man and wife to
be legally considered as such, and, as such,
have a place in the best society. The fact car
ries the pledge and all its solemn implies^
Hods with it. Now, if the decision of the
Brooklyn Judge is sound, verbal courtship is
abolished, promises are dispensed with, and
it is only necessary for an unmarried man to
look softly on an unmarried woman, and
gently press her hand and sweetly kiss her
willing lips, and the whole thing is settled.
.This condenses the thing awfully. It puts
the whole business—poetry and sentiment
and moonbeams and love-sick rhyme*
in sll kinds of metrer-into a nutshell.
Now, we do not specially object to this con
centration of wooing into a single shqrt and
decisive passage. Concentration is the mani
fest tendency and hecessity of modem life.
We do everything on a rush. We cannot
'afford to spend much time, on' anything.
Courtships, like credits, must be short. But
it does make kissing a terribly perilous busi
ness. And kissing is rather a sweet, nice
thing. Human beings take to it pretty
naturally. It is the universal language of
kindness and good feeling; of friendship as
well as affection. But what unmarried person
will dare to Mss another, if the touch, of the
lips is to be construed into a legally binding
promise of. marriage? We protest against the
decision on behalf of' the many excellent un
married men and women who enjoy kissing
and being kissed, and don’t want to be com
pelled to confine their expressions of exquis
itely fine sentiments to those who are mar
ried. A little tender consideration of the
young people, whose lips are getting into a
kisaable condition,should have restrained our
Judge,-.who evidently was never a boy him
self, or has forgotten all the sweetness and
romance of that interesting period.
Georgia Railroad. Banlc
Interest on Deposits.
Pays
We are much pleased to learn that this
sterling old bank has concluded to afford the
public a safe place to deposit their money,
and at the same time get interest.
This bank has some $6,000,000 of properly
to back it, which, of course, is perfect
security.
Reading Notices.
You who lead sedentary fives—Printers,
Tailors, Shoemakers, etc—will find a great
relief lor the constipation from which you so
often suffer by taking Simtqons’ Liver Regu
lator. It is a simple, harmless, vegetable
compound, sure to relieve you, and can do
no injury.
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The Tonic of the Period.—This is a
trying season to persons deficient in staminia
and out of health. To rally their physical
energies by the most approved artificial
means is a duty they owe to themselves.
Foremost among the tonics and alteratives of
the age stands Hosts tter’a Stomach Bitters.
It is a vegetable stimulant and corrective
against which no tenable objection can be
urged. There is no risk in recommending it
as the best preparation in existence for reno
vating an enfeebled and broken down sys
tem. The most valuable medicinal products
that nature has ever yielded to botanical re
search are blendid in this famous elixir, and
its stimulating basis is recognized in our pub
lic hospitals as the purest of all the variaties
of distilled liquors. For general debility,
nervous weakness, dyspepsia, constipation,
rheumatism, biliousness and iutenpltiant fe
vers it is a positive specific.
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Wages fob all who are Willing to
Work.—Any person, old or young, of either
sex, can make from $10 to $50 per week, at
home day or evening. Wanted by aP Suit
able to either City or Country, and msj sea
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capital being required. Our pamphlet, “ How
to Make a Living,” giving full instructions,
-ent on receipt of 10 cents. Address A. Bar
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For Loss of Appetite, Dyspepsia. Indiges
tion, Depression of Spirits and General De-
Dility, in their various forms, Ferro-Phos
phorated Elixir of Calisata made by
Caswell, Hazard & Co. N ew York, and sold
bv all druggists, is the best tonic. As a stim
ulant tonic for patients recovering from fever
or other sickness, it has no equal. If taken
during the season it prevents fever and ague
and other intermittent fevers.
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Nervous Debility.—A depressed,'irrita
ted state of mind; a weak, nervous,exhaust
ed feeling; no energy or animation; confused
head, weak memory, often with debilitating,
involuntary discharges. The consequence
of excesses, mental overwork or indiscretions.
This nervous debility finds a sovereign cure
in Humphrey’s Homeopathic specific, No 28.
It tones up the system arrests ^discharges
dispels the mental gloom and despondency,
and xejuvemates the entire system. It i3
rfectiy harmless and always efficient. Price
i, for a package of five boxes and a large
i vial of powder, which is important in
old, serious cases; or $1 per single box
Sold by all druggists, or sent by mail on re
ceipt of price. Address Humphrey’s Specific
Homeopathic Medicine Co., No.' 662 Broad
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For sale by Collier & Yew able, T.
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Perils of tbe Ups.
From the Daily Graphic.!
The recent decision of a Brooklyn Judge
makes kissing a perilous business for un
married people. It does not affect those who
are wedded. They can smack each other to
their hearts’ content, provided they can find
parties who eDjoy that kind of exercise. But
not so with the unfortunates who happen to
be unmarried. In this particular case
there is no proof that the gentleman made
any profession of love; he merely looked
tenderly at the lady and squeezed her hand.
It was not shown that he had made a ver
bal agreement to marry the lady, but he
had kissed her; and the kiss, in conjunction
with the aforesaid tender look and affec
tionate hand-Bhake, was adjudged legally
equivalent to a promise of matrimony, and
the unwilling man was mulcted in the sum
of $15,000. , . v , _
The old proverb says that actions speak
louder than words. A performance is more
binding than a promise. But it is not a
Hhlmbold’8 Buchu is the great family
medicine for diseases of the kidneys and
kindred organs. Full directions accompany
each bottle. Look out for counterfeits. The
genuine has the private proprietary stamp of
H. T. Helmbold. It is'not safe to take any
other. None but the genuine guaranteed.
John F. Herey, New York, Sole Agent.
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Advice for Everybody that Costs No
body Anything.—Lotion and cosmetics
makes superficial coating on the skin, give
an artificial color easily seen, but are vilely
destructive of the color, texture and pliabili
ty of the skin itself. Wrinkled, haggard
and prematurely old looking, exactly de
scribe the appearance of those who habitual
ly “paint their faces.” If you would have
tbe clear, transparent, healthy and soft
tinted complexion which nature gives, free
from pimples, tap, freckles, or all other dis
figurements, use Hand Sapolio, the most ef
fective and fragrant toilet soap ever manu
factured. Bold by all dealers at 10 and 15
cents a cake. octS—dlw&wlt
Agents wanted everywhere to sell our
new and novel Embroidering Machine. Send
for illustrated circular, to the McKee Manu
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Administrator's Sale.
'\\JILL be sold before the Ceurt-house door In Ha
YV rietu.Cobb county, Qa, on the first Tuesday
In November next, within the legal hours of sale, tta
following property to. wit: .
Five hundred and eleven (Sll) acre* of land In said
county, lying on the West side of Chattahoochee
River; also, one-half of the Howell & G.cen’s Ferry,
about one hundred acres cleared, balance heavily
timbered with oak and pine, good dwelling honse and
all necessary out-house*, held property being the
dower of Margaret Howell, of said county, deceased,
and now sold for division. Terms—half cash; balance
one and two years, with 10 per cent, interest per an
num on notes, H. P, HOWELL,
Administrator of the estate
- Isaac Howell, deceased,
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