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] ' | !1 •"•I?si;11.| i",;|j,j ,! i I.IW. I, MRSCMLK. Mors ail PtoptoK, FROM ALL SOURCES. A lady will do many things which a gentleman could not bring himself to do There is no gentlemen in Springfield, for in stance, who could walk through Main street dragging pai tof his raiment on the ground after him. Any gentleman would consider himself defiled by such a performance. No gentleman would care to parade the street in such attire that one hand was constantly occupied m reefing the slack of his breeches niter the manner of holding up shirts at the present time. American gentlemen attach the character of gambler on a man who wears many jewels and rings, and recognize a cognate vulgarity in the lady who similarly over-pads herself on occasions when personal adornment is not in keeping. What we meatus that there is a modesty and sobriety ol attire and even of bearing among recog nized gentlemen which the recognized lady has not yet attained.— Spf Republican. It is probable that tbe project of constructing a ship canal across the isthmus of Darien will ere long assume tangible shape A large amount of money has been expendec by the United States government in surveys mid voluminous reports, and, in fact, so far has this country gone in the matter that it will not look well to abandon the enterprise ,or or'wl‘i ,, h 0 n ' r ' S ’ W, \° wiU BUrel y obtoi/i the IdTworhPs h hh CO,lst . r " ( r Uo .n of such a vain- United States engineers will nioot i>. Vu.Uu- . SSm ot month to lil- * . et . Washington next routes whi n i ° ons *erathm the various willlhe 1 , ba\c been surveyed, and they In Januar V a to the of the project. The Colombian k/Vernment has made an appropriation for surveys, and has expressed its willingness to co-operate with the United States government in the prosecution of this great work, which ibot equal importance with the Suez Canal. A raspy Cincinnati woman thus t-pcaks her mind, after a ride on the railroad: ‘ YVe have seen the married man, after seat ing his wife, leave Jier and go into the smok ing car, which is prima facie evidence that his love for tobacco predominates over the entertainment afforded by his traveling com panion. We have also observed a married man condor ably seat himself alongside an other masculine, while his wife, for the want ol a seat, was left to lean on the arm of the oliair. H e have noticed married men, when accompanied by their wives on the train occupy their time by reading, or looking vacantly ont of the window, instead rf con versing with their wives ; while at other times, and in company with other ladies heir merry laugh and repartee could be heard oder the shrill whistle of the locomo tive. 'I he difficulty between England and China., which seriously threatened at one tune to lead to war, has been adjusted. The < hme.se government, yielding to the demands hi tlie Ijritlsh embassador, consents to send a political mission to England, charged with the del .very of a letter to Queen Victoria eonte.ming a public and full apology for the I'f't; a commission of inquiry is to he dis patched from Pekin to inquire into the cir cumstances of Mr. Margary’s murder; this commission is to he composed of high rank mandarins; a line of communication between llimloostan, liirmah and China is to be open- I hnd foreigners and the foreign trade in < lima arc to be treated henceforth in a just and liberal spirit. These are very large con cessions, and denote the conviction on the part of me t hinese ... .) , u side barbarians” can no longer be treated with contumely and injustice. The recent attempt of the Turkish government to extricate itself from financial embarrassment by an act of repudiation has stirred up the creditors to such an extent that if the Porte holds to the plan of sup pressing half the interest on the debt of one thousand millions and giving the bondhold ers bonds at five per cent, at par, in lieu thereof, it is very likely that the governments who have been furnishing the Sultan money for Ids harems and summer palaces will come to the conclusion that it does not pay to uphold a rotten, Asiastic government in Europe. Turkish five .per cents, are now down to 29, and holders of those securities who take 2'A per cent, in each and 2% hi bonds will naturally sutler very materially It will be hard for Turkey to obtain anew loan. The increase in the amount of sala ries paid to postmasters during the last fiscal year is $931,000, or 15 per centum of the en tire amount paid. This increase is ,attrib uted to the law which provides that the salaries of ,postmasters shall be regu lated according to the amount of business transacted. The bad effects of this law have been observed in the causes where practi cally fraudulent sales of stunps have been made in order to increase salaries. While this law has increased postmasters’ salaries about 15 per centum, it has added only about 13 JOO of 1 per centum to the revenue. The birth of a daughter to the duchess of Edinburgh increases the tally of the queen’s grandchildren to twenty-seven, twenty-four of whom are still alive, and that of her total living progeny to thirty-three, including three unmarried children and the Princess Louise, who is married but without family. The duke and duchess of Edinburgh were married at St. Petersburg, January 23, 1874, and the first child, a son, was born to them upon the 15th of the following October. The cost of maintaining a limited monarchy in England is apparently increasing at an alarming ratio. The expenditures of the postoffice is ■ci subject of much concern to the postmaster general, and it does not seem to be easy to reduce the annual charge of $8,000,000 upon the treasury. The increase of postage re ceipts, instead of being 5 per cent, as used to be customary, has fallen to \% per cent. This is largely attributed to a decrease of letter postage consequent upon the depres sion in business, but is partly attributable to the loss to the revenue by franking the coun try newspapers. * The steady and rapid growth of the wealth of New Yerk has scarcely any par allel in the history of commerce. We hold the commercial sceptre over 40,000,000 peo ple. We are the principal factor of a coun try which grows 4,000,000 bales of cotton, and the quantity is constantly increasing. It is to a certain extent a national monopoly. Without it the manufacturing wealth of England would languish and gradually be becoipe almost extinct. —New York World. Prof. R. W. Raymond, the mining commissioner, sets <he yield of gold and silver for four years, from all of our territo ries as follows: 1860 $61,500,000 I IS7I $66,663,000 1870 66,000,000 | 1872 63,943,857 Since then the yield has been about an average of these four years, until this year, when it was believed that it would be in* creased to nearly $100,000,000. lo what ex tent the tire at Virginia City will influence the product can not yet be determined. Home light is wanted in Porto Rico. The authorities do not like Freemasonry. / ai■ Monde, Mocconuupie states that fourteen persons have been convicted of violating the ordinances of religion promulgated from the Vatican by being Free Masons, and have been variously sentenced to four and two vers’ imprisonment. Iligh-stepping goals for initiation purposes are evidently not wanted down that way. Also, greasy poles. The Temecula Indians are all rigid now. Commissioner Smith has authorized die expenditure of SSOO to relieve them, riiis is about seventeen cents and a iruction apiece. It is to be Imped that they wont pend the’ money in reckless extravagance *nd riotous debauchery, ft 11 n 'V* t Delightful to live in Nica ragna. The whole country is overrun With robbers who quietly select their PHtnder P*aee it in boats and yebiclts, and his them away to new fields. Last month a party of them entered the town of San Jan del Norte perforated the governor with bullets, whipped the police, and broke down the jail doors and liberated all the prisoners. If Senor Soto intends to take Nicaragua into his new Central American republic, there Will have to UC some heavy reconstruction done to shake the Companionship ntv, ! t is impossible for Moody and Sankev to accept the pressing invitations that reach them from almost every city in the United States. The pressure upon Them is tremen dous, beery city, east and west, thinks that M has the most urgent necessity for them that it is the very best place for them to work in, and is sure to reward them with sigua success, It is said that in Cochin China the men’s and Women’s dresses are so much alike that it is almost impossible to say which is which, and that lateiy several French officers having proposed for the hand and fortune of natives, discovered that they had proposed for the hand of the sterner sex. For the future, therefore, the men are to have their hair tied with a different colored ribbon from that of the ladies. The impression prevails in some parts of the country that the printing of fractional currency has been discontinued, especially as to the denominations of ten and fifty cents. There has been a delay in printing anew plate of the fifty-cent notes necessary on account of counterfeits, but the printing of all other issues, according to a Washington telegram, is proceeding as usual. Dr. Isaac J. Hayes still believes that in the vicinity of the pole there is an open navigable sea in the summer; that it may be reached by ship or boat by way of Smith’s Sound, and that the north pole is within reach of any nation that will think it worth while to spend money enough togetit. In order to evade the Maine liquor law an ingenious contrivance has been in vented at Bangor. It consists of a barrel within a barrel, furnished with a faucet, winch, when turned one way supplies sweet cider, and when turned in another supplies lager beer. In the far northwest the boundary is being marked by cast-iron pillars, eight feet high, set in the ground four feet, at a distance of a mile from each other. The English and American governments set the posts alternately. I lie castor bean is now cultivated in Kansas, and a castor oil factory has been erected at Fort Scott. Anointing the Body.— Dr. E. C. Angell, who is interested in Turkish and Russian baths, has contributed a very interesting paper to the Medical Record, on the practice of anointing the body with restorative or medicinal oil or unguents. After mentioning the high antiquity of this practice of inunction, he says: But it was the Roman baths of Caracalla, of Con stantine, of Diocletian, and Titus, and “ i. ' * ing was carried to its greatest perfect ion as a means alike of pleasure and of health. It became of such impor tance that in all the great 2he mice a special room, known as the unduarium or eleothemim, was provided merely for the keeping of the oils aud perfumes. In an ancient painting, showing the apartments of a Roman bath, the unduarium appears like an apothecary’s shop, filled with an immense number of vases. So essential did the Roman bathers consider the process of anoint' ing that they indulged in it twice in each bath —at the beginning, when a comparatively cheap oil was employed, probably without perfume, and again at the close, when costly balsams and fine perfumes were used without stint, being rubbed over the entire body, even to the soles of the feet. The variety of these ointments was very great —cloves, cinnamon, lilies, laven der, myrrh, roses, and many other fragrant substances being used in their manufacture. It was even customary to apply different unguents to different parts of the body during the same bath; oil of wild thyme being rubbed on the head, neck and eyebrows, and oil of watermint on the arms. The rich had precious ointments of their own, which were carried to the baths in small vials of alabaster, crystal, or gold. A Suicide’s Story. —Lotta Mont ford, an actress, committed suicide at Dallas, Texas, soon after receiving the following letter: Hartford, Ct., October, 1875. Mrs. Nichols: Dear Madam: Yours received; enclosed we found S2O. Have very little to say, only that your little girl is well, only that she is growing blink like your mother. She has spasms worse than ever, and very often speaks of you, and in her sleeps calls for her little mamma. lam actually afraid she will soon’pass away. We bought the tomb stone for your little boy’s grave, and fixed it up nicely. It cost $lB7. Mrs. drew on your account, because her husband was out at the farm. Please do not let her know’ that I wrote to you. I can’t write much now, but thought I would let you know some thing about Sady; I know what, a mother’s feelings are. I won’t write any more. Good-bye. From your sympathizing friend, Ann S. Kenney. A nice boy of nine years was taken very sick while visiting a schoolmate in St. Paul, Minn., a few days since. His friend’s mother found that he required an emetic, and prepared one for him. The lad was suffering terribly, but refused to take the dose, saying that “his mama would not like it if lie did, as she was a homeopathist and did not allow him to take allopathic medicine.” The lady persisted, and told him that lie might not get well if he did not take it. Finally the obstinate young man exclaimed: “Well, I’ll take the stuff, hut I tell you one thing—l won’t vomit!” CARTERSVILLE, GEORGIA, MONDAY EVENING, NOVEMBER 22, 1875. LEONARD WATSON. What he Fount! in the Post-Office. BY AMY GRAHAM. &he was sitting in the prettiest of bedrooms, writing busily; some-times theddue eyes filled With mirth, as the tap id pen jotted down some odd con ceit. or queer expression; again she would toss back her bright thirls, anc a saucy smile would cross her little mouth, as mischief flowed from the small golden point of her weapon. One after another, the little sheets of note paper was filled with dainty characters, folded, and slipped into the snowy envelopes. Suddenly the pretty writer paused. Resting her little dimpled chin on her hand, she sank into reverie ; the blue eVes lost their smiling light, the rosy mouth folded into a sWeOt, earliest gravity, as she sat buried in thought. “ It I only dared,” she whispered— “if I only dared.” Then, with a quick impulse, she selected a sheet of paper somewhat larger than those she had been using; and began to write again, not as before, merry and careless, but with deep earnestness, the rapid pen evidently tracing words of grave import and weight. Once she paused, and, folding her little hands, raised her eyes in prayer. As she sealed the long letter, she did what she had neglected before—directed it, in a clear pretty hand, and then placed it carefully in her writing-desk. Again she continued her task, sometimes a scrap of verse, a fancy quotation, or even an address, filled the sheet, but oftener a little graceful note was writ ten and folded. She was still busy, when laughing voices in the hall made her pause. “Come right up, girls, I am in my room,” she called. And in answer to the summons four gay belles of Claireville came dancing into the room with “How many have you written, Amy?” “Oh, ever so many ? I don’t know. Let me see yours.” And a shower of snowy billets fell from eight white hands into her lap, while the four girls eagerly opened and read the missives upon the table. “We’ve sold every ticket,” cried Leonora Darcy, the brunette, whose charms had set half Claireville in a fer ment. “All!’’.said Amy. “The’hall will he packed!” said pretty Mabel Lee.” and tho "moat attractive feature of our fair. lam so glad you suggested it, Amy. And if it was late, we’ve got a good pile of letters written.” “There,” said Amy, signing a note with “Gabriella,” in the most minute character, “there’s my last sheet of pa per and my last ounce of brains. I’m utterly exhausted!” “But, Amy, you won’t feel exhaust ed to morrow,” said demure Susy Jones, “when we hand dear Mr. Rivers a nice sum of money to help re build the parsonage.” “That dreadful fire!” said Amy, shuddering. “Mother says she don’t approve of fairs generally; hut when one’s minister is burned out, and the money won’t come in fast any other way, why she’ll bake cakes and make pincushions with the best of us.” “And then, you know,” said Mabel, earnestly, “there will he no raffling or cheating, and the articles are all pret ty, and good of their kind.” “Girls, is it not time to dress?” said Susy, consulting a wee watch at her belt; “We open at seven.” “The tables are all ready.” “True, but it is after five now, and everybody wants time for at lesist one extra touch to their finery, when they must face all Claireville,” “Scatter, then,” said Amy, laugh ing. “Run home, all of you! Leave the letters here; I will take care of them. lam to be postmistress, you know.” “Not a bit of it,” said Leonora. “You are only to sit in the back ground and direct the envelopes, whieh I will deliver to anxious in quirers.” “Whew! how important we are!” was the merry answer. And the laugh ing group dispersed. The large hall of Claireville was brilliantly illuminated when, two hours later, the young girls announced all in readiness for opening the doors. The pretty tables, tasteful decora tions, and groups of lovely girls made no mean picture, and Claireville walked about, admired, and, above all, pur chased to the full content of the fair originators of the entertainment. Hidden away from sight by the full folds of a curtain, Amy sat shrined in the postoffice, answering Leonora’s call for letters. Busy excitement had flush ed her fair cheeks, and, as her pen traced familiar names, one after anoth er, smiles chased each other over lips and eyes. Suddenly a call from Nora made her turn pale; her fingers trem bled as she drew from her bosom the letter she had written with a prayer. It was fully directed, yet she hesitated, holding it as if reluctant to let it go. “Come, Amy. Is there nothing for Mr. Leonard Watson?” cried Leonora. The letter was slipped through the appointed place in the curtain, and Amy drew a quick breath of appre hension as she heard the manly voice that said, “Thank you, Miss Darcy;” “If he is angry!” she whispered. “If lie should he angry?”. But Leonard Watson had slipped the letter carelessly into the breast pocket of his coat, and was sauntering in his usual lazy manner down the hall. He was a tall, handsome'man, with a broat forehead and large eyes,, which spoke well for his heart and intellect; but with the blaze air and debonnaire manner of one for whom the world hat Offered its pleasures to satiety, and who had not learned to look for ‘life’s pur- in . duty. The little world of Claireville spoke well of Leonard Wat son. The girls admired his courtly gallantry, his polished manner, and honeyed, words; the young men ap plauded his geliefiosity, his horses, and llis good temper; the older heads were ready to worship his wealth, his birth, and position; only here and there a word was whispered of late revels at Fair bank, of an occasional lapse into ine briety, or dropping a hint that “young Watson was living too fast.” There Were many bright belles who cherished a secret belief of Leonard’s marked preference, yet the gay heart was untouched, the traveled taste un satisfied and he was a free man, in word or thought, as he sauntered up the fair at Amy’s letter upon his breast. It was night, and he was alone in the library of his spacious'house before he recollected the missive; then, with an indolent curiosity, he drew it forth. “ Some flat school-girl verses,” he mut tered, “or worse, a dose of flattery veiled by an incognita.” At first he read with a lazy expres sion of mockery upon his lips, but, as the lines were traced with earnest care, so, as he read, the man’s soul was roused to thought and interest. Hot, angry flushes chased each other over ois brow, yet he did not flinch; every word of the appeal, though it stung lim with its scorching truth and search ing questions, was perused faithfully, ill, at the end, the dainty signature, “ Your sincere friend,” found him seri ous and sad. “It is all true,” he said, in a low tone, rising and pacing the floor with quick yet even steps. “I am wasting all God’s blessings; squandering my wealth foolishly; undermining my health wickedly; flinging my best years away in folly, if not vice. How earnestly she writes ! and her ‘ dear brother’seems from her very heart. Who wrote it! Ha! the same hand on the'envelope as inside, and it was directed by Amy Greyson. AmyGreyson! I always thought her a merry, light hearted CHILD ! hut this—this is the letter of a. noble.. earnest Christum i et —yet how she despises me l How she lashes my follies and vices! With what hitter sarcasm she questions my course! yet how earnestly she im plores me to pause while there is yet time, and think of where the path I tread will lead me! Think! Ah, she has raised a train of thought now that will not die —that I can never quiet again ! Conscience is alive now, and there is no more careless folly for me.” Up and down, pacing sometimes with the slow tread of earnest thought, again rapidly crossing and re-crossing the room, Ins foot falling with passionate emphasis, he spent the hours till long after midnight, and when, at last, he sought his own room, Leonard Watson, for the first time in many years, knelt and implored God’s blessing on his res olutions for the future. Claireville wondered what had “ come over” the youug millionaire. Old ten ants, who had been wont to look upon their young landlord as an easy-going scamp, began to open their" eyes over sanitary improvements in their lowly homes: charity appeals began to find a ready response at the large house; musty books, that had long given his office a name, now began to fulfill their mission, as the young lawyer loaded his brains for service; old friends won dered how Leonard could preserve his genial brightness, his generosity, wit, and grace, yet hold the reins on his follies with such a strong, firm hand; new. acquaintances spoke warmly of the conscientious, able young advocate, who was steadily working his way to future eminence. But in one house there were tears of thanksgiving, prayers of humble praise, as Amy Greyson heard from every tongue of the reform in that noble young life; and when, after a year’s probation, words of love and petition greeted her as the young lawyer im plored her to be his wife —to aid him by her love and presence in maintain ing the new life he owed to her sug gestions, she humbly thanked Heaven for the impulse that had prompted her to write the letter Leonard Watson found in the post-office at the Claire ville fair. The Mystfry of Music. — I would fain know what music is. I seek it as a man seeks eternal wisdom. Yester day evening, I walked late in the moon light in the beautiful avenue of lime trees on the bank of the Rhine, and I heard a tapping noise and soft singing. At the open door of a cottage under the blooming lime tree, sat a mother and her twin babies; the one lay on her breast, the other in a cradle, which she rocked with her foot, keeping time to her singing, In every germ, then, when the first trace of life begins to stir, music is the nurse of the soul; it mur murs in the ear, and the child sleeps; the tones are the companions of his dreams; they are the world in which he lives. He has nothing; the babe, though cradled in his mother’s arms, is alone in the spirit; hut tones find en trance into the half-conscious soul and nourish it as the earth nourishes the life of plants, Animal Life in the Ocean Depths. It was for many years thought that, beyond the depth of 800 fathoms, an imal life ceased to exist in the ocean. Forbes reached this zero of life in the iEgan sea, and the fact ascertained for the Mediterranean was inferred for all other seas. The transmutation of in organic matter into organic matter is only performed by Vegetables, and then only under the controlling power of light. The distinction made by naturalists between the lowest forms of animal and vegetable life lies just here: vegetables convert the inorganic ele ments of earth, air, and water, into organized matter; animals rearrange this organized matter into animal tissue. It was well known, as no light penetrates the profounder oceanic depths, that no vegetation can exist there; an absence of animal life was therefore inferred. Certain exceptions to this definition of vegetable life, as being exhaustive, arij found in the fungi, which germinate and grow in darkness, and it is believed are nour ished in a great measure by organic matter, as well as in the curious car nivorous plants, which have of late attracted so much attention* This, however, does not invalidate the truth that all nutriment, in order to foe fit for the maintenance of animal life must )ass, at least once, through the trans mutation effected only by vegetation. The non-existence of life below 300 fathoms, in all the oceans of oiir globe, was strongly supported by Forbes’ in vestigation in the Mediterranean. The abyssal depths of the sea were thus determined by logic to be the universal empire over which reigned darkness, desolation, and death. No investi gations were ltiade as to the facts of the case. Logic and a hasty general ization from inadequate knowledge were made, once again in the history of science, to do duty for the more laborious method of patient observ ation. Commerce at last gave the impulse to deep-sea exploration which had before been lacking. The com mercial world demanded a more speedy mode of communication from con- tinent to continent, and the response Caliie ill the form of a submarine tele graph. Thousands of sounding were made to determine the best position in the ocean’s bed for its successful laying, and thousands, again, to secure the broken end after the first failure. These soundings and grapplings and'<juilWWhft away from life and vegetation, an enormous pressure of superincum waters; and logic retired discom fited. Painted Statuary. A writer on the antiquities of Athens says: “There is one circumstance of comparatively recent discovery, and still more recently ascertained to its fullest extent, which gives a strange contradiction to our cherished notions concerning the purity of Grecian taste, ■ and its antipathy to all coarseness and exaggeration. It shoidd (sic) seem that the Greeks painted their temples, not merely in chiaroscuro, or in sub dued tints, for the purpose of giving relief to projectsons or expressiveness to ornamental details, but with glaring colors, reds and blues and yellows,with violent contrasts, the columns one hue and the entablatures another. Nay, there is a shrewd suspicion that the sculptures were painted like the figure lead of a man of war, and the pillars were striped! —the flutings being left of the unstained marble, while the rest was daubed with villainous ochre; and unluckily, the evidence of these incred ibilities is most exasperatingly clear. We cannot believe that the architects of the best days of Greece would so carefully sele ;t the purest materials in the prospect of their concealment by a mask of tawdry color —that they would give such an anxious finish to their carvings, knowing that their sharpness and delicacy would be impaired by the brush of the ornamental painter. Neither is it probable that, if this vile practice had existed in the olden time, no hint of it should occur in Pausanias or Vitruvius. But that Ictinus and Callimachus, to say nothing of Phidias and Praxiteles, practiced these attroei ties, while Pericles approved and pa tronized, can only be believed quia im pessibik est.” Juvenile Penetration. —They w r ere seated in the parlor conversing in the softest accents, and little Louie was seated statue-like in a chair near by, listening, and looking as well as the chastened light allowed her. Still they spoke only on the ordinary topics of conversation, the Exposition, and the weather particulary, avoiding that which was nearest to their hearts, and which they ardently desired to talk about. It was growing late, and before he would take leave of his inamorata he would, if possible, breathe a few ac cents of love in her willing ear. But little Louie was as immovable as when she took her seat an hour and a half previously. He would use some de vice to cause her to absent herself. He requested Louie in the gentlest tones to bring him a certain piece of music from the adjoining parlor, knowing that she would have to search for some time before she found it, if at all, and tostrengthen the request, as he thought, be added, “And I will kiss you sweetly.” What was his astonishment when the child answered, “0 never mind me; you can kiss Carrie,” ONE YEAR. BY MRS. 11. B. STOWE. “ One year ago”—a ringing voice. A dear blue eye, And clustering curia of sunny hair, Too fair to die. Only a year, no voice, no suiile. No glance of eye; No clustering curls of golden air, Fair but to die. One year ago, what love, what senemes Far into life! What joyous hopes, what high resolves, What generous strife! The silent picture on the wall— The burial stone; Of all that, beauty, life, and joy, Remain alone. One year, one year, one little year. And so much gone, And yet the even flow of life Mores calmly on. The grass grows green, the flowers bloom fair Above that head; No sorrowing tint of leaf or spray Says he is dead. No pause or hush of merry buds That sing above; Tell us how coldly sleeps below The form we love. Where hast thou been this year beloved ? What has thou seen ? What risitig fair, what glorious life Where thou hast been? The veil, the veil, so thiu, so strong, ’Twixt us and thee ; The mystic veil, when shall it fall That we may see ? Not dead, not Sleeping, not even gone; But present still, Arid Waiting for the coming hour Of God’s sweet will. Lord of the living and the dead, Our Saviour dear! We lay in silence at Thy feet This sad, sad year. The Fated Koh-I-Noor, But the credulity that it exemplifies is not due entirely to ignorance. A lady of great accomplishments, and one who has had considerable expe rience in life —none other than the wife of Capt. Burton, the renowned African traveler —has just published a book, in which she foretells much peril to England, and especially to Queen Victoria, if that sovereign persists in retaining in her possession the cele brated Koh-i-noor diamond. That stone has always had a bad reputation. It is said, though without sufficient reason, to have been discovered in the mines of Golconda, and that in conse quence of some terrible deed of cruelty perpetrated on its finder, his dying curse still clings to it. Mrs. Burton traces the history of the gem through many possessors, all of whom suffered some terrible disaster or came to a violent death. The first lost his king dom, the second died in exile, others were strangled or assassinated in differ oirrtnic • • 4o 4lv Mountain o e i%ht \\ hen Nadir Shah captured Delhi, he took away with him to Persia treasure and jewels of incalculable value, among them the Koh-i-noor. From the mo ment he reached Persia “ every thing went wrong.” The emperor was soon after assassinated, and his jewels stolen. Its next possessor was poisoned; the two next had their eyes put out, and so bn, disaster ever following the stone till it came into the possession of Run ject Sing, the Lion of the Punjab. He died soon after; then his son was poisoned, and at brief intervals his grandson and great-grandson also were assassinated. Anarchy followed ; then came the conquest of the Punjab, and so the diamond to its present destina tion. This is all matter of history, and has been recounted by previous writers. But Mrs. Burton does not pretend to go only over the ground again. She declares that she did not know the history of the gem until she had had a dream, wherein it was made known to her. She then looked into the ques tion, though it must be allowed that she is not quite accurate in her account of the fortunes of the former proprie tors. Many of them whom she does not mention were prosperous and pow erful rulers; some died peaceable deaths, and one —the monarch of the Sikus —so*far from regarding the dia mond as ill-omened, valued it as a holy relic, and bequeathed it to Jug gernaut. But Mrs. Burton is a firm believer in omens, and entreats the queen to discard the stone, w hich she sometimes wears. She notes that Lord Dalhou sie, who sent it to the queen, died soon afterward ; that the duke of Welling ton, who gave the first stroke to the new cutting, lived but three months, and that Prince Albert next fell a victim to the ancient curse. Now, it is not difficult to understand how r a be lief in the ill-omen of this diamond should have prevailed in the east. Apart from the facts connected vdth its history, its extreme value—since it is by far the purest diamond now in existence —w r ould have induced some to malign it in order to possess it. But it is not so easy to account for the credulity or superstition, call it what we may, which we find displayed in a woman of such high culture, talent and practical knowledge of the world as Mrs. Barton. —Neiv York Times. Mr. Torr, of Aylesbury, England, recently sold eighty fine cattle for $214,650, being an average of $2,525 a head. The highest priced beast, Bright Empress, brought SIO,BOO ; the other cows sold at §B,OOO, $7,500, $6,- 000, two at $5,000, and heifers at from $4,000 to $6,000. Pierceville, Pa., is excited over the fiuding ot five human skeletons, which were unearthed by a party hunting wood-chucks. They are believed to be those o£, a family named Searles, who started for New York many yenrs ago, but were never heard from. VOL. 16-NO. 48. PARAGRAPHS OF THE PERIOD. Two children were making most of the day In the sand their castles building, W bile out in the harbor the sunset gold Was every vessel gilding. But the sea came over the castles dear; And the charm of sunset faded; Oh, after a labor is lost, may we Go happily home as they "did. h or we ouild and build in a different way, Till our heads are wise and hoary; But after it all the sun goes down," And the sea—'tis a common story. —Atlantic Monthly. A wit once asked a peasant what part lie performed in the great drama of life, ‘I mind my own business,” was the reply. “You appear in anew role, don’t you, old fellow?” was what the imper tinent young man remarked as he dug a cockroach out of his fresh bread at the breakfast table. A roseate flush permeated the landlady’s pallid cheek. In the list of English pensions paid last year there is an item of £32 still paid to persons who suffered by the re bellion in Ireland in 1798, £lO paid to a sevant of King Gearge III.; £359 paid to servants of Queen Charlotte, and£6o paid to servants of Queen Caroline. A Chicago woman cured her hus band of staying out late at night by go ing to the door when be came home and whispering through the keyhole : “Is that you, Willie?” Her husband’s name is John, and he stays at home every night now and sleeps with one eye open and a revolver under his pillow. Here is a self-evident truth from the Baltimore American: “An American citizen ought at all times consider that casting a vote on election day is not merely a right or privilege which he may exercise or not at his pleasure or convenience, but that it is also a duty of the most imperative nature. ” Two seas amidst the night, In the moonshine roll and sparkle, Now spread in the silver light, Now sadden, and wail, and darkle. The one has a billowy motion, And from land to land it gleams; The other is sleep’s wide ocean, And the glimmering waves are dreams. The one, with murmur and roar, Bears fleets round coast and islet; The other, without a shore, Ne’er knew the track of a pilot. Either a man must be content with poverty all his life, or else be Avilling to deny himself some luxuries and save, to lay 'the base of Independ ence in the future. But if a man dollar or ten uunaxo look for lean and hungry want at Omo future time —for it will surely come, no matter what lie thinks. An old lady who has traveled much says that the employes on west ern railroads are [much more polite than those in the east. At the east conductors are usually the pets of soie director or officer of the road who re cognize no obligation to the public. At the west are found men who have gained their position by actual merit and promotion. They don’t swell about with fine clothes and heavy jewelry but understand their business and the courteous treatment due to all. If I might do one deed of good, One little deed before I die, Or think one noble thought, that should Hereafter not forgotten lie, I would not murmur, though I must Be lost in death’s unnumbered dust. That flimsy wing that wafts the seed Upon the careless wind to earth, Of it’s short life has only need To find the germ fit place for birth; For one swift moment of delight It whirls, then withers out of sight. — F. W. BourdiUon. English physicians are in the habit of sending patients to Italy, to get the benefit of the climate and drink asses’ milk. In order to secure the purity of the milk, the asses are ordered each day to the patient’s door, where the milking is done under his own eye or that of a servant or friend. A traveler, j writing of this custom, says that “the ass-milkers in the Italian towns usually carry a bladder of lukewarm water under their cloaks, kept up to the heat of the body under the armpits, the con tents of which they furtively infuse in I the face of the domestics, who never sus pect the trick. Thus are poor patient®, when given up by the faculty and sent Ito languish under an Italian sun, and I die, turned over to the tender mercies of tricksters, generally the associates or creatures of cheating hotelkeepers.” Autumn Rondel.— From spring to fall the year makes merry, With days to days that chant and call; j With hopes to crown and fears to bury I With crowns of flowers, and flowers for paH, With bloom, and song, and bird, and berry, That fill the months with festival, From spring to fall. Who knows if ever skies were dreary With shower and cloud and waterfall ? While yet the world’s good heart is cheery Who knows if rains will ever brawl ? The storm thinks long, the winds wax weary, Till winter comes to wind up all From spring to fall. Wedding journeys, like the practice of making wedding presents, according to the latest fashionable intelligence, are out of style. Happy and favored young men and women of the day! Fashion, then, no longer requires you to make a show of yourselves, and you can get married in peace. No lost time, no fuss, no crowds, no awkward groomsmen, no chalky bridesmaids, no marching up aisles, no execrable tunes, no splitting gloves, no dropping rings, no kissing parsons, no carriages, no re ceptions, no presents, no journeys, no expenses, no cards. Welcome and em cpuraging change.