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Bv T. L. SANTT. The Conduct of Life. Be it good that -we do, let us do it, Giving soul and our strength to the deed; Let ua pierce the hard rock and pass t hrong it. And compass the thing that we need. Doea late, aa a dark cloud, hang over, And cover our beads lrom the light T Does hate mock the heart ol the lover ? Must wrong be the victor ol right ? Yet in late there is lreedootn lor each one To make or tofmar, as he will; And the bolts ol ill fortune that reach one May maim, hut they never shall kill. Ever onward and upward pursuing The aim that is thine toi the day, Adding strength to thy strength by thy Dion ah&lt gain it, nor iaint by the way. And though thou art buried with small things Though menial thy labor may be, Do thy utmost in that and in all things, Thou still shall bo noble and free.; Dost thou love ? let it be with lull measure; Nor mingle with coldness or hute Ol others the joy of thy pleasure, The passion that crowns thy estate. Bo to every man just; and to women Bo gentle, and tender aud true; For thy own do Thy best; hut lor no man Do less than a brother should do. So living thy days lull to number, In peace thou shall pass to the grave; Thou shall lie down and rest thee, and slum her, Beloved by the good and the brave. — Tinsley's Magazine. A .Romance of Avenue A. The scene of my story is laid in America 'uetropolis, and most of action takes place in a tenement situated on that great street of houses, Avenue A. All the and the historian lived together; pying between them one flat of a ment house nine stories high. Our was the seventh lrom the ground, and being the only lodgers on that floor speedily became well acquainted. a bachelor I occupied the front room, which was study, reception-room, kitchen, dining-room and sleeping apart¬ ment. My next door neighbors were an elderly Irish and woman Teddy with her two sons, Patsy Horley. They occupied had three rooms. Tnc two back rooms as an occupant one of the loveliest little maidens it was ever my good fortune to meet. I think she came originally from Massachusetts. She worked at shirt, making in a large Canal street establishment, and her name was written on the pay roll as Alice Layne. The Hurleys and Miss Layne had been neighbors some time when I became an inmate of the house, and were already ^uite intimate. Patsy Horley large-formed, was the oldest of the brothers, red-lieaded and with irregular homely features. lie was heavily freckled, and I never saw him during a six months 1 acquaintance time that he didn’t have a three days’growth of red stubble on his face. He had large, gray eyes, and these were tnc most strik¬ ing of his facial organs. They had but one expression—unswerving flash. Patsy honesty in their every was a member of the corner much “ gang,” and frequently came home the worse for liquor, which grieved his old mother soreiy. She was a blunt, piam-spotten woman, sixty odd years old, fat and much given to a “weakness” in all parts of her body, which prevented the possibility of labor. So she was content to sit by the wintlow all blue day long knitting at a never finished woolen stocking. Her “byes” were all his very earnings. good fo her. Teddy all. gave Teddy her the Patsy most was reverse of his brother, lie was six feet in his socks, finely proportioned, black, his hair handsome. and His eyes were mustache dark hi o wn, hut curly. He was consider¬ able of a dandy and “ dressed up ” every night after work. There was a deep affection existing between these broth¬ ers. They loved each other, and this devotion was apparent in every act of their lives. Miss Alice Layne was. as I have be¬ fore stated, with a lonely little heart, maiden, pretty, and a tender sus¬ ceptible to the Less slightest variation of life’s compass. than a week after taking up my quarters in the front room I made a discovery. Alice Layne was in love with Patsy Horley and Teddy Horley was in love with Alice Layne. It was an interesting study to watch the various phases of this cross passion, and I never tired of it. It was very evident to me that Patsy Horley admired the little shirtmaker, but ho kept the secret and only safely locked in his great big heart, took it out at odd moments when he thought no one would notice the treasure his to gloat did over it and worship it as mother the figure of the Virgin at the head of her bed. I don’t suppose the honest fellow ever dreamed that his love was returned. How could he when lie so blindly wor¬ shiped the superior brother. physical For Patsy gifts of his younger was very proud of handsome praising Teddy, and never tired of him. Alice, with a woman’s intuition, saw the noble iu Patsy’s good character, looks and and although Teddy’s flowers” impression tine dress and “ made an upon her it was only a transitory one, which vanished as soon as she caught sight of Patsy’s big. Like homely all face and honest gray Teddy eyes. Horley just good-looking the least bit men, was con¬ ceited, and he imagined that it was only necessary to declare his passion to find himself in undisturbed possession of Alice’s heart. One warm afternoon I was lying on a lounge in my room, endeavoring to in¬ terest Horley myself in “The Light of Asia.” Mrs. was downstairs visiting a neighbor, when and Alice I wiss Layne nodding over the poem, stairs and entered her tripped up the apartments. I heard her singing softly to herself as she made preparations forsuoper, and, mis¬ anthrope that I am, envied her that bird-like lightness of heart which trilled through every measure of the song. I was brooding over footstep the melancholy past, when a heavy Patsey souded on the the stairs and Horley, in his rough working clothes, and a little under the influence of liquor, opened the door ot the room adjoining mine and threw himself heavily on the bed. dow He got up directly, door opened a little win¬ ovei the which separated the two rooms, took a drink of water and lay down again. this It may be well to mention that chamber was a dark t3 4> room, and was occupied by the as after a sleeping this Teday apartment. Horley A few bounded up steps and entered the living-room, was between the dark chamber and mother’s bedroom. Finding his absent, he crossed the hail and at Miss Layne’s door. The little hushed her song and opened it. “Oh, Teddy, it’s you, is itP” said. “Sure it is, swateness. Who else be?” “ I thought it was Patsy,” she said tantalizingly. Then there was a struggle, a stifled scream, and a smack, smack of lips. The noise disturbed tipsy Patsy, and he rose from his bed and opened the outside entering into the hallway. The continued and there was smacking, Oh, Tedd Presently i Horley, Alice cried: “ you’re perfectly horrid, and i don’t like you one bit, there!” “ Now, dariint!” began Teddy. “Don’t dariint me, I don't like you. You are better looking and finer dressed than Patsy, but he is a thousand times better than you.” little “Perhaps passionately. ye’re in air neat,” said Ted dy, a “ There's many a thrue word spoken in jest.” “Well, I am in earnest. I do like Patsy, day, and if he’d ask me to marry him this I’d jump at the chance. So there, now, you have the truth.” Then the door was siammed, and I heard Teddy walking slowly back into his mother’s room. Presently there came a knock at my door, and when I cried “come in,” Patsy’s freckled face appeared on the threshold. I spoke to him kindly and invited him to have a chair. He sat down, and I saw that what he had hoard had sobered him. After a moment’s silence he cleared his throat and began: “Did ye hear what she said?” “ Yes, Patsy,” I replied. “ An’ do ye belaive she mane3 it?” he continued, eagerly. “ I have no doubt of it.” “God bless her swate soul! I’m not the man for her, an’ I niver to’t she cared for me. If I could only bring me selt to belaive it’s thrue, I’d be a differ¬ ent man.” He sat in silence for some time and then rose to go. When he reached the door he turned and said: “I was a bit dhrunk when I come home to-night. It’s hard work beyont there in ttie tunnel, but I sware to ye that afther to-night there’ll never a drap of pwhisky pass my lips.” I bade him good-night and God speed in this new-formed resolution, and he shook my hand warmly. Mrs. Horley came home and she and Patsy had sup¬ per together. Teddy was out. I took a short walk that evening, and coming home passed Patsy and Alice on one of the cross-streets walking together, arm inarm. I did not hear what they were saying, but felt convinced Patsy had de¬ clared his love and been made happy with Alice’s acknowledgment that the p° i was L-iJ The next morning Patsy came to my room before he went to his work. He seized my hand, and a look of supreme happiness shot from his gray eyes. “ She sez she’ll have me, sor,” he said, “ an’ we’ll be married ez soon ez I get happy through work on the tunnel. I’m a man, but for wan thing—it’s Teddy. Poor bye, he takes it to heart, an’ is not himself at all. God knows I’m his brother, an’ would rather lose me him. voight hand than bring harm to “ Oh, that will be all right. He’ll get over his disappointment in a few days,” I said, to console him. “ I wish I could think so,” he said, moviug toward the door, and these were the last words I ever heard the poor fellow utter. Every reader has heard of the terrible tunnel disaster, the details of which electrified the whole country 7 . Teddy and Patsy Horley were employed in the tunnel as laborers, and worked side by side in the same relief. The morning of my last interview with poor Patsy, they went to their work as usual, and for the first time in their lives spoke never a word of kindly cheer or brotherly badin¬ age as they walked swiftly through the streets. The better to make plain wliat follows, it will be necessary to say that the entrance to the tunnel proper, on the New York side, is through a circu¬ lar, perpendicular shaft, thirty feet in diameter, and about sixty feet deep. Thi3 is a working shaft, the bottom of which is used for the reception of waste matter, as it is excavated, and before it surface is taken away. ground Thirty feet below the of the is an “ air lock,” which is the sole means of communica¬ tion between the tunnel and the outer air. It is necessary to keep the air in¬ side the tunnel sufficiently compressed to maintain a pressure of seventy pounds to the square inch, and the “ air lock ” serves a similar purpose to the lock of a canal, those equalizing the iu pressure of the air to passing level or out, as a canal lock balances the of the water. As a matter of course, there are two doors, one at each end of this lock, only one of which can be opened at once, while the lock itself inches is fifteen wide, feet allowing long by for six feet the and six passage, in case of necessity, of thirty men at once. shaft As they that were preparing to go down the morning Patsy turned to his brother and whispered: “ It's a quare feeiin’ I have in me this mor nin’, Teddy. May the olissed Vor gin protect us from harm.” he Teddy laughed. “ It’s the pwhisky.” said, and turned away, not so quick that his eye didn’t meet the reproachful flash that fell from his brother’s great gray orbs. Afterward that look haunted him, and made the misery of life all the harder to bear. Twenty-eight work men of composed a moved relief. and the excavation along smoothly until Fourteen noon. Then the squad was divided. men went In to half lunch; hour the the remainder first quad worked heard on. an s was advancing, their tools and and the other threw leave down tunnel. prepared to the Patsy was in the first squad, Teddy in the second. The men return ing had passed inside throughthe air lock and the others had quit their posts preparatory if to leaving. delaj ed It is probable that they had r this for even a minute the accident would not have covered happened, just for the late, leak, might which was dis too if discovered easily have been stopped in time. As the two squads met. just at the moment of heard, shifting, with a which peculiar all hissing familiar. sound was It were meant a leak, and a leak meant death! “Back and stop the leak!” shouted tbe superintendent, and tire order was obeyed almost before it was given. As many as could get there jumpec for the pir ce, where all knew the dang 2 GEORGIA, FRIDAY, OCTOBER 1880. 1 was greatest. The brothers worked | side by side. ! “ Its the maneing of the quare feeiin’, Teddy,” cried Patsy, as they both plied pick and shovel. “May the Vorgin save us!” The joining of the temporary roof of the tui nel with the wall of the shaft was necessarily imperfect. It was in tended to make all secure with a three foot wall of brick and cement, but it was impossible to set the foundation of the brickwork until after the circle of the tunnel should be completed, so that this imperfect jointure was continually watched. With reasonable diligence it was easily to keep it closed, and the material to close was plenty and at hand. The chinks were stopped with the silt, of which the river bottom is largely composed—a clayey mud, of the consistency of putty—and a man should have been at this part watching the chink. No pen can describe the terrible struggle which followed. It lasted scarcely two minutes. The men were nerved by a full knowledge of the great danger of their position. Not a man but knew that he carried his life in his hands wherever he went to work, and not a man failed to know that the supreme moment had come All worked well. The brothers did the work of ten men. It was too late ! The leak that one man could have stopped if he had been there at the right moment was now wide enough for the foul current of corruption and death to flow in from the river bottom, and the only safety lay in flight. Be tween the spot where they were and the open air there were two locked doors, only one of which could be opened at once. The little rift above their heads became a chasm. The compressed air escaped until there was no longer maintain pres sure enough from within to the portion of unfinished work. The electric light by which they worked was extinguished, and darkness added its terrors to their great misery. In the confusion the brothers, who had instinctively clasped hands when the water and mud poured in upon them were separated. Patsy reached out his hand and it was clutched by some one in the darkness. “ To the caisson!” shouted the superin tendent, and the men rushed pell mell toward this only avenue of escape. He air was lock, standing by the inner door of the and threw it open for the men to pass through. “ Quick, boys!” he cried. “ Get into the lock!” And instead of passing in among the first he stood by the door helping one after another in. Six men passed, among them Patsy loudly Horley. for He looked around and called The Teddy. There was no re sponse. seventh man was passing through. He pushed by him into the tunnel. “Teddy Here!” bye!” he cried. “ shouted a vo 5 ce at his side. “Get through quick!” he said, and pushed his brother through. He would have followed him, but an other of the men stepped in front of him, and he helped him into the lock, This man was almost through when the awful weight of the mud and water tell against the door, pinning him so fast that nothing could have freed him in time. The door was fast. One man was fastened in the doorway between the other nineteen and their last chance of life. The eight in the lock were thus almost lost, for there was no longer a chance to close the inner door, and the flood was closing on them. Swiftly the water rushed into the lock; it rose knee compressed deep where they stood, and the air was by all the pressure of the air above them in the little chamber, ti e door of which was securely fastened against them. They could not open this door, nor could they break it fr*om the inside. But in the lock were two dead lights of massive glass, eight inches in diameter and these the men knew were to be broken as a last resort. “ My God! the water is gaining on us. ’said one; “ what shall we do?” Rape cool, men, kape cool," an swered a voice from the river side of tne tunnel. Itddy rushed to the bull’s eye and looked through. There stood Patsy and the superintendent side by side-their fa f,? white as death. Keep cool,” cried the superintendent through the crack of the door; “noth mg can be gamed by excitement.” But shure, sor,.the wather is gainin’ onus and we can’t open the door into the shaft.” ‘ The water is _ covering me up,” moaned the poor fellow who was crushed by the door. “Can’t you get me out of tins ’ Teddy caught him by the neck, and several others sprang to In» assistance, They pulled and tugged, but it was no use. Every moment was agony to the poor man, and he would beg piteously to be let alone. The water got higher and higher. “Tbey’ll said have to sthop the crack, sor, Patsy, and the superintendent, his white lips moving m prayer, nodded his head. “ Take ofl your clothes, men, and stop h the crack ol the door,” he added. Some one said that that would cut oft what little communication there was between them. “Niver momd us. min,” said brave Patsy; “it's your only chance.” “ But then—” began Teddy, who was in tears. “l>o as you are ordered,” cried the superintendent, sharply. The men sprang forward, and Patsy reached his great freckled hand through the crack. ^ “Good-bye, “Tell Teddy,” he said choking ly. the mother I died ioike a brave man. An’—Alice—” He could say no more, and in a mo nient the men had patched the crack of the door with their clothes, and the rapid CaD increase of the water was checked, pmntendent, ‘*. J ox } Pray?” whispered the su as his hand tightened on Patsy s. “ Blessed Mary, save us!” sobbed the Irishman. through. Teddy ran He to the bull’s-eye and looked saw the superintendent and his brother standing side by side peering in at him. The faces of both men were pale, and were only a few feet above the water that gurgled about them. He heard Patsy’s muttered prayer, and a deep groan burst from his Ups. Patsy “Patsy, brother!” he shouted. smiled and nodded his head. “ Be kind to Alice,” he said, and then raising bis voice, shouted: “Break open the outside bull’s-eye!” “ Yes, knock out the bull r s-eye; knock it out, I say,” commanded the stern vo ce of the superintendent. The in lock obey this order meant sudden and death to their companions, and they hesitated. Again it come: “ Knock out the bull s-eye. and then the stem voice of the superintendent faltered a little as it added, “ and what you can for the rest of us! Blow upon blow fell upon the thick glass, and was answered from the out side by two men who had by this time arrived 'with crowbars. Ihe glass new out and the cold air rushed in. ‘ God take us to him and protect our wife and babies. muttered the superm tender.t, and his hand closed tighter on Patsy’s. Poor Alice, was all the latter could articulate through his sobs. Instmc tively souls the stood eyes of side both men met, and their by side. The outside door was started a little, and suddenly flew open. With the rush of air came the rush of water. The door behind gave way, and the living, the dead, and the dying shaft. were The hauled out toward.the working bodies of ail in the inner tunnel must have caught in the outer door. Only Patsy Horley’s come of out with, seized the his rush body, of water. Two the men and the whole party hurried up the lad dertothe Then, ground. had the and only then, two men an. opportunity to pause and reflect that behind them, beneath the water that boiled and seethed in the dim light of the tunnel, were the bodies of their dead comrades and the brave superintendent, Professional business called me to Brooklyn the day of the accident, and when I returned to the tenement house in. Avenue A, they were making prepar ations to wake poor Patsy Horley’s body. He was terribly crushed and mangled by the rapid rush of water, and only lived two hours after lie was taken out of the shaft. He was conscious, and his tel low-workmen carried him tenderly home. Teddy followed, weeping bit terly. They laid the wounded man upon the bed, and a doctor ministered to his sufferings. The wails of the poor mother were heartrending. closed, Patsy had been laying with his eye3 but he Teddy. finally opened The them and asked bed- for brother knelt by the side and great sobs shook his frame. “ Be a mon ; Teddy,” whispered Patsy, “ Sind for Alice and the praiste! ’ When the little shirt-maker was led that weeping into the alone, room, Patsy asked last interview they be left let and over that us draw a veil. Finally some one stole into the room and found them clasped in each other’s arms. Patsy approached was sinking fast, and the priest the bedside and adminis tered to him the last rites of the church, bed. the dying man was propped up in He called Teddy and Alice to the bedside and made them join hands. “I’m a dead mon,” he said huskily. “ Promise me, both ov yees, that ye’ll thrue to aichother!” Both bowed their heads. He beckoned the priest and whispered a few words his ear. A smile of thankfulness beautified the face of Patsy as the last words the impressive service fell from the lips, and stretching out his hands before any could reach him.— Detroit Free Press. —- ______ Russian Superstitions. A Moscow letter to the London Stand ard says: Many are the fantastical beliefs and curious the remnants of paganism still deeply rooted in the Russian peas the daily life. They the"river- have their nymph 3 of forest and of the spirits their dead ancestors haunt the dwell n gs of the ’iving- and every country litas with whom I ever conversed the “devil” at lea*t to"give once in her and is able a minute of his appearance. Rich and at time of baptism receive a small which they wear for the rest of davs round their npck<? underneath clothing-not ;but merely as a badge of as an amulet to weaken nnwer of the pvil nne When or misfortune comes the peasam recourse to a witch-doctor, and goes a variety of pagan rites and in to ward off the evil; his re itself, his orthodox church pray the glazed look he bends on tile ikon, the countless genuflexions knockings his on the church pavement brown and wrinkled forehead, remind one rather of a native of addressing in house his fetich than of a a of prayer. Last the cattle disease made its ap in the Kaloogaf village of Ozersk, gov of and spread with Zemstvo rapidity from byre to byre. miles veterinary surgeon lived away, and instead of seek his advice the peasants hung in the sbane nf little of garlic, round their cows’ and jumped over their forms on one foot, holding opBo- a with lighted incense to the hand Th measures m-ovino- of avail they were seized by a panic. called long together and loudly a village assembly; as to the bes o' frMitenin? wasdec?deu a w« the rattle traditfons It that foreSe?s according to the of their women should march round the at dead of ni»lit dIow a furrow th^ sand and so chase awav tt^men At eleven o'clock the'starost^he shut up by order of on’ and S cirls remaining out the °reen At tlm a^horsScollar a girl chosen over^he?shouiders’ from the band allowed herself to be voked to a • eithef two eiris behind her laid hand under of' lmndlc two more up tiieplace the another nlowman and ptow while \ marched front holding aloft miracle work ikon. The oiow was also nreceded a widow with a basket full of sand she strewed auicklv as she went to mark the line where the d!ow make the furrow No li»ht of kind was to accompany them, and s j 10U | d td e fu’-rnw Hevinte tn the or left of the sand v line the charm be broken. undertaking Batnih for the sue of the the soil in Ka is black the sand moonlia-ht white and the immeDL let us hoDe was erowrfolfowed a one fn female rear, beatinw fnriouslv on kettle* lids, etc , and trving to make their sound as like the howling of the in a snowstorm maroS s* nnssihip The lirstto the church sang a weird hpathenish refrain through the auick sten and arm of'an old national dance and went on its wav three timps round village from west to east The cere over, another widow with a tar, marked a biack cross wituin on bars every door-post—a sacred sign the entrance to evil «pirits “GR4CE CHDRC1H BROWN.” T? 1 ® Story of the Carpel er who Became a Beading Sexton and an Engineer New 1'ork Fashion. A New York paper has this sketch of the late “Grace Church Brown ” the noted New York sexton: Mr. Brown was bom in this city, in Duane street near Chatham, school in 1812. After attaining a prenticed common education he was ap to a carpenter, and worked at that trade until 1836, when Grace church pointment was completed. He received the ap of sexton under Rev. Dr. Tjiomas Mr. Potter, H. Taylor, and from the that predecessor of the time up to present year was seldom absent from morning Many service in the church. * * Mr. humorous anecdotes are told of Brown, On in connection with bisbusi ness. of one occasion he was in charge ing a the reception to Baron Rothschild, dur visit of the latter to this coun try. The affair took place in Eighteenth street. Mr. Brown also had charge of another reception on the same ni^ht the immediately baron opposite the house where latter desired was being entertained. The to attend the second re ception, but when he reached the curb stone there was no carriages to be had. Mr. Brown took the nobleman on his back and carried him in safety across the muddy street. The late Peter St.uy vesant was an attendant atGrace church, and had a thermometer hanging imme diately over his pew. One cold morn ing Mr. Stuyvesant arrived at the church porch. The heater did not work prop erly,‘and the old gentleman shivered with cold. Mr. Brown knew that Mr. Stuyvesant would consult the tlier ammeter as soon as he reached his pew. and, unobserved, cunningly put his fiu ger on the bulb of the thermometer and sent the mercury up to about ninety, When Mr. Stuyvesant reached his pew he looked at the thermometer, and con eluding enough, the church must be warm sat down without making any remarks. Mr. Brown’s portly figure and slow and solemn pomposity of step have fur nished the theme of more satirical dog gerel probably than ever fell to the lot of mortal man before. One of the elev erest of these squibs, by William Allen Butler in his witty “ Nothing to Wear” style, with recalls the thermometer incident lit laughable truth to nature, Certain circles Mr. Brown’s word as to what was en regie in the conduct * of a wedding or an entertainment was about as absolute as that of Worth in matters of In the period when so many large tunes were made suddenly there hosts of new people who wished to into society of some sort or other, for the fashionable crush invented this period Mr. Brown, probably than any other man, was His office was besieged by dressed women with whom to get Mr. Brown to manage an affair was to sure of a “crush,” done in the style. To meet the emergency, the pop lar sexton effected the organization of a corps of handsome young fellows, in wholesale houses—sometimes “Brown’s Brigade,” and “ Brown’s Five Hundred.” They bound to dress fashionably. ing was a necessity, had’to and there were tain rules that be observed. were not, for instance, to presume an wmch acquaintance formed at a party the invitation had come through aix - Brown > and mu3t not lift their hats to l ad * es on street merely because they had waltzed or flirted with them a dttle the evening before. Thearrange *»ent was perfectly understood, and when Brown could be induced to under¬ take the affair the lady was sure of an arra y °t handsome young fellows that would make her “crash* the envy her next neighbor. But abuses finally ? re P fc “» undesirable acquaintances were * ormed ’ and the brigade was disbanded, Of course the members of the brigade were never by any accident smuggled lies. to tbe For drawing-rooms people of the Mr. oldfami the new Brown would not undertake an affair save on hls ° wn conditions, and no man could snub a than suppliant he. in velvetmoregor But ^ never snubbed ..... blood; , his .. for “family’’was unbounded. was a boast of his in his old days a J no P leb j an could de ?e* ve him on score. It was something to see him, years ago, encounter a Livingston, for instance and mark the courtly grace with which he bowed almost to the and to hear the respectful saluta uttered m a tone sc. elevated that y bystander distinctly caught the -. He was discreet, too, in an tbe names of arrivals at a ° r re ? e P tlon ’ and while distm guests were sure to be trumpeted tones tbat could be heard to the artiie st C( ?™ er of th allowed ® drawing-room, obscurities K were to slip in undue publicity -At one time befb ™ f a ? bl ? n deser ted the district of , Union square, the sexton of chu f h was reputed to have , a large fortune; and it is cer that in those early times he was P ald f a buIous prices to manage an Mr. Brown’s list of was swcuy smaller than his wedding list, and many curious shrewdness anec are told of his mingled solemnity. He had a set formula sympathy, in which the social stand -’ splendid physique and many virtues the deceased were enumerated. While took the measurement he now and » iu undertone, suggested double¬ iated trimmings, extra diamond etc.-as though he regretted to descend to these trivial Thus mingling his eulogy with suggestions in parenthesis, he his orders without appearing to down to prose at all. He was the ideal of a master of ceremonies at f unera b with his ample dress-coat, breadth and heaviness oi coun¬ tenance, and slow and measured move - Presence of Mind. There is nothing like presence of after all. The other day, during tremendous shower, New a gentleman York club, en t ered a fashionable a splendid ivory-handled which he placed on the rack, Instantly another gentleman, of who the aostraetjon just article, jumped up. * Will you to look at thatr he said, sternly, “Certainly ” remarked the I was just taking it to P°li ce headquarters. It was left m house last night by a burglar, whom frightened clew. oft. I And hope though it will the prove first-rate Plated owner could plainly see dis name bad bfien scratched oft h andle ’ be sat down and changed subject.—Msg? York Hour. THE HIDEOUS FACE OF WAR. Some Instances of the Deadly Work In Battle. In T the excitement ^ of . . bathe ... the fall a comrade is scarcely lieedea, and a company might be wiped out and other half light on without the edge of it. Ic is only after the mouthed cannon and the musketry have ceased their work the hideous face of war shows itself to make men shudder and turn away, Soldiers who have not gone over battlefield or been one of a burial party have missed half the grimness and awfulness of war. After Gettysburg, one of the Union . mmal parties buried eighty Federal soldiers in one trench. They were all from, seemingly a New fell dead York at regiment, volley. and They all one were almost in line, taking up but little more room than live men. All were shot above the hips, and not one of them had lived ten minutes after being hit. Here lay wnat .was then a full company of men, wiped out by one single volley as they advanced to the v5i? e ‘ ® ome bad their muskets so tightly grasped that it took the full strength of a man to wrest them away, Others died wita arms outstretched, and others yet had their hands clasped over their heads, and their a never-to- white be-forgotten expression At Fair on Oaks, the Third faces'. Michigan . . had its first real baptism of fire. Ihe boys had been held back on other occa sions, and now when given opportunity they went for the enemy posted in the edge with of the woods on the douMie-quick, of and yells and cheers. A part the regiment had to swing across a glade, and while so doing lost fifty or sixty men m the space of sixty seconds, One company lost twenty men who went down together m one spot, and scarcely moved a limb after falling, Details of five men were made from each company to advance as sharpshooters, and of these fifty men who plunged into the woods as a skirmish line only six came out alive, and everv one of these wa f^ 0 ^ d d f rom S nP tQ tbre / R mes> At Cold rr Hartior a shell „ exploded man Ohio regiment advancing against a bat tery, and sixteen men were wiped out in an instant. Of these nine were blown to fragments and the others. horribly or 8*25°il forty shells per minute, and this was a ^£^fi«htkSS MicM?an regimenf , 2S? teen men in a and a New York regiment which went in with 703 men in line came out with only 360. On one acre of ground the burial party found over 700 dead men. In a bit of Sace wider°than d aTQuare ilf cit? aSd no no more than three tLesastong! a Y McClelS^fchwiMo?b e ase a asoii dU shot thl lired from a Federal fielcTDieoB into feslilfeilren^eSu^hSr^ pulp, death. and the others crushed and bruised to At this same battle a Con mounted kilted the 1 l^artUteymelfdSf wounded gun, two men, and the butt of it flew off at a tangent and killed a second lieutenant of infan¬ try who was eighty rods away. At Fredericksburg, as the Union in¬ fantry valley marched in solid masses up the beyond the town, the Confed¬ erates opened fire from behind a stone wall. The fighting along this line was over in ten minutes, and 5,000 Federals lay In dead within reach of each other. many cases three or four men had fallen across each other. A shell from a gun on the hill exploded in the midst of some New Hampshire troops and killed a sergeant, a corporal and twelve privates and wounded six others. Be¬ fore the Union troops crossed the river, and while shelling the town, a shell struck a house and exploded in a room where there were five soldiers and a citizen. All were blown to pieces, and three citizens in a room directly over¬ head were also killed. Perhaps the most destructive work made by a shell among troops occurred few miles below Vicksburg. A Fed¬ gunboat was fired upon by light from the bank, posted in plain There were two six-pounders working shot close when together, the gunboat and each opened had a a between sixty-four-pounder. and The shell the guns exploded. guns were down thrown high The in the air came a wreck. eighteen around them were killed outright, fifteen others who had been lying under cover rushed up just as the cais¬ exploded. Of the fifteen eleven were killed outright, three wounded, and escaped unhurt but so dazed that sat down and waited to be captured a wounded boat which died pulled ashore. Two of alive the next day, thirty-three leavirg two men of the had composed the battalion. Noth bu was left of the gun-carriages and the guns themselves were battered. The only remains of caisson that could be found was the of one wheel filled with broken Most of the dead had been to fragments, and the bushes covered with shreds of flesh. the victims caisson exploded the high head of of the was blown in the and fell into the water within a few of the gunboat.— Detroit Free The Picture that Meissonier Loved. Mr. Vanderbilt was sitting for his por¬ to Meissonier,the celebrated French painter. Painter and Bitter were chat¬ “Haven’t you,” asked Mr. Vanderbilt, “ a preference, a particular affectior, for some of your earlier pictures?” “ Yes,” said Meissonier, “ there is one pietui ethat I really loved, and unhap¬ pily General it is Desaix in Germany. in It represented the middle of a plain, questioning some peasants. sold It was fin Ger¬ © it was very fine. Petit it to a man, a Dresden man, long before the war, for 30,000 francs. I have done everything to get that picture captivity back to France, to ransom it from this in Germany. Petit offered wouldn’t the owner sell. as high as 100,000francs; he pang.” I never think of it without a real “ Ah!” said Mr. Vanderbilt. Then he began talking of something else. A few days after Meissonier was to dine with Mr. V?nderbilt. He entered the saloon. His Dresden picture, the Desaix, was there on an easel. “ I bought it by telegraph for 160,000 francs," tranquilly exclaimed Mr., Van derbilt. “ It was a simple picture.” enough mat¬ ter, you see, tget this YOL. VI. NO 19. How it Happens. impressed Day by day we are more and more with the fact that Burlington is a city of original ideas, broad iudg activity. ment, profound It only views and unparalleled needs a brief review 0 f the chronicles of local events which arc public daily placed before the interested colleague by our painstaking fourth and industri oug on the page of thi* paper to convince any one that Burling ton is a city of unusual merit and orig i na l peculiarities. During the eight months past, the local recoids show that in one department alone, that ol original accidents, the city of the hills has more than distinguished herself, Tney will show that a South Hill baby swallowed a glass button with a brass eye. Baby now weighs twenty-eight pounds "has and doesn’t cry once a week, and the cheek of a peddler. through a Pond street girl jabbed a hairpin her ear twice in the same week, each time in a new place, and now she can wear a double-barrel ear ring. A North Main street man dropped a spoonful of red-hot sawder in his shoe while mending a teakettle, and sueeess ully burned mt a soft corn that two professional chiropodists had chiro dopped in vain & a Q. Happy box Hollow boy fell off a C., B. car, near the Fourth street grossing, hiS that and had knocked destroyed a pebble his hearing out of ear three years ago. And before he could scramble to his feet he heard Mr. Pum phrey spanking a boy. A Jefferson street merchant stepped on a banana peel and fell over a dry good box, knocking out the only unsound tooth in his head, only fifteen minutes after Doctor Wilson had pounded eight dollars’ worth of gold into it. a Vine street nian swallowed a coun quarter, and a long-haired, “slapping” ‘ healer ” doctor and an Ottumwa knocked seventy-eight dollars good money out of him tiding to find The man assayed better than a silver claim, as long as his lasted. A woman on Columbia street acci dentally plant, dropped a nine-year-old cen tury pot and all, out of a second story window, the projectile striking her husband in the back, the shock dis tion lodging from his windpipe an obstruc that had kept him coughing every night for a week, A trambfrom llllnoissli PP ed through through op ? n S ratin 2 in tbe dwkVfell g^er watch anda twVIfollar'bfl^ wlicZS, The SSaT^bJtfch Sef a : ^wn i!lf£ b l Ak wherever ft is hrev Eighth-street man suddenly f t T U out e llis arm OUfc wft;i as dn he ^s tossed ht n d in rest * ife’s nose fis t frightful hovels, the baby’s terrified acre am s and the wondering, wrathful, fri^edT^twoTu , Jars who well wor th 1 ^tf/soH^silveS'?wo’^Uk jjggV dresses a chain thev had stolen in ”” 2 other 1 mvse.-Burlivgton Hawk y Overtures of Blossoms to Insects* I suppose even the general reader would be insulted at being told at this hour of the day that ail bright-colored flowers are fertilized by the visits of insects, whose attentions they are has specially heard designed to solicit. Everybody over and over again that roses, orchids and columbines have ac¬ quired their honey to allure the friendly bee, their gaudy petals to advertise the the honey, and their divers shapes to ensure proper fertilization by the correct type of insect. But everybody does not know how specifically certain blossoms have laid themselves out for a particu¬ lar species of fly, beetle or tiny moth. Here on the higher down*, for in¬ stance, most flowers are exceptionally large and brilliant; while all Alpine climbers must have noticed that the most gorgeous masses of bloom in. Switzerland occur just below the snow¬ line. The reason is that such blo3som3 must be fertilized by butterflies alone. Bees, their great rivals in honey-suck¬ ing* frequent only the lower meadows and slopes, where flowers are many and small; they seldom venture far from the hive or the nest among the high peaks and chilly patches nooks of blue where gentian we find purple those great or anemone, which hang like monstrous breadths of tapestry upon the mountain sides. This heather here, now fully opening southern countries—it in the warmer still sun of the the is but in bud among the Scotch hills, I doubt not—specially humblest lays itself out for the bee, and its masses form about his highest pasture grounds; but the buttei flies—insect vagrants that they are—have no fixed home, and they therefore stray far above the level at which bee blossoms altogether cease to blow.— St. James Gazette. An Experiment Interesting to Farmers Tin re is great interest among the farmers over the trial on the farm of Engineer Riggs, of the Suffield branch road, of a new process “ for the preserva¬ tion of forage crops in their green state,” which was experimented with for twenty years by M. Goffart, of Salome, France, who half a dozen years ago per¬ fected it. This is the only trial of the process in Connecticut, and, with a single England. exception, one-horse the only one engine in New A power is used to run the cutter, which somewhat resembles a hay cutter. Into this are run three or four and even half a dozen cornstalks at a time, which are cut into very small pieces. Afterward they fall into a slide which takes them to a vault fourteen by twenty-six feet and ten deep, which has thick concrete walls and is capable of holding eighty five tons of this feed. The engine with sixty pounds of steam can cut up four tons an hour, or half fill the vault in & day. When the vault is filled and closely packed placed down thirty It is tons claimed of stone that are the on will top. and etain “ fodder ” keep green 1 its sweetness so long ?_s it is kept covered, thus making it one of the best as well as the cheapest kinds of feeds obtain¬ able for cattle the year round. It is not intended, however, that this feed shall be sold as other kinds, and indeed it could not be, as after twenty-four hours’ exposure fermentation would set in, which of course would ruin it. It can of courte ba taken out only a little at a time as it is needed for use. The process is called the “ensilage” system. —New Haven ( Conn .) Palladium .