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The Bainbridge Weekly volume 2. V \ «m [ tH e weekly democrat their only, power of amusement lay ]. pi i:u=nEn Evm Thctwdat their fingers’ ends; but this man p BAINBRIDGE GA. JULY 24. 1873. Number 43. u ,VEBTIPIXO KATES AND REXES. ijrertisements inserted at S2 per square ' insertion, and §1 for each subse- ent « ne - \ . iiisrc is eight solid lines of this type. ,iberal terms made withcontract advertisers. , ,,c;il notices of eight line? are $15 per , •'irier. or $50 per annum. Local notices ] e<J tlmn three months are subject to transient rates. u,tract advertisers who desire their ad- .post-meats changed, must give us two Kelts' notice. ■'1iunking advertisements, unless otherwise [ijpulated in contract, will he charged 20 cents per square. Marriage and obituary notices, tributes of pect. and other Kindred notices, charged , utlier advertisements. - Vlvertisemcnts must take the run of the /per, ns we do not contract to keep them in j.,v particular place. \ntininidcmeiits for candidates are $10, if on i v f„r one insertion. liilli are due upon the appearance of the • hcrtw’incnt, audthemnney will he collect- j,, needed by the Proprietors. .lull adhere strictly to the above rules, m, l ''ill depart lrou them under no ch cuiu- tbrms op smscRirrioN. P,t annum, in advance, * * $11.0(1 2.00 l.dl) 10 jvrsix mouths, in advajice, f r three months, in advance, faille copy, in advance, LEGAL ADVERTISING. Sheriffs sales, per levy. $:!; sheriffs mort- sales, per levy, $5; tax sales, per levy, . citation for letters of administration. $4: a ilion for letters of guardianship, 4; appli- i iii.m for dismission from administration, 10; application for dismission from guardianship, ' i],plication for leave to sell land (one .,,1, ire). 5, anil each additional square. 3; application for homestead; 2; notice to debt- ,.r« and creditors. 4: land sales (1st square), ... and each additional square, 3; sale of per- j„li.il,lc property, per square, 2.50; estray p.aiccs. sixty days. 7; notice to perfect serv- •e 7: rales nisi to foreclose mortgage, per -tiara. 1; rules to establish lost papers, per pme, 4: rules compelling titles. 4; rules a, perfect service in divorce cases, 10. ,N Jeers’ ends; but this man pos . pjrfl. E BUSSELL, Proprietor. #eese< i the varied qualities of an Indian juggler and Arabian story-teller. One of the most enthusiastic admirers of the performance was a man appa rently about 40 years old, whose carpet was placed in the first circle, and whose dress denoted him to be of superior rank. It was the Bostangi-Bassa, Su perintendent of the gardens and keepei of the privy purse to the Grand Sig nior. The tricks ended, the young man completed his story, and gathered up his implements as if to depart. “Stop,” said the Bostangi-Bassi “Since you are such a magician, will you tell me the Sultan’s favorite flower?” “The poppy of Aleppo; it is red,” replied the juggler without a moment’s hesitation. “At what time does the Sultan sleep?” resumed the Bostango. • “Never !” said the smuggler. The Bassa started and looked anx iously around him, fearing lest other ears had heard this answer. Then, begging the juggler to approach, and lowering bis voiee he asked : “Can you name the Sultan’s favorite wife ?” “Assaraeh,” replied the diviner. The Bostangi put his fingers to his lips in silence, and moving away, said : “Follow me!” The young man took his yataghan, and leaving the remainder of his effects to be carried by a slave, followed 4iis guide toward the great door of the pal- Sales* >f l:i 1*1. el e. : hy idministrator ex irUt«»rs jru inli>m. v , are required liy law to 1„. UrM m tl e first Tiies lay in the i ninth. lift ween tin* lours i f 1W n the foremii n aiul ! in die :ifte •noon. it tli • court house door i-i tin* t:< inti y in wli cli the property it- situ- atfl. ot ici of tin si* sa les must he given in u ]»u .lie raze Me 40 <1 ays previous to the Not in S fill tlie xa e of personal pr ‘perty nuM 1ft* trivet in li lav. ;e in. niter 10 iiaj s pre- Noti« s to lie .lei fors Old creditors of an rMHte ii U8t :i Iso 1,0 uilili lie-1 40 days. !l„U a p]»tu uioii will he made totfie t uml ol Or«l rn* rv f« r leu vein sell him , &c., Hill l»l* 1 .til *1 shell f »r t w - months. • 11:1 V<«1 St Ill'll IH \’i\. inns he publish •ii 80! «l • y«* ; -r <li Hvissio i ir« m ndiuinisti atiou. anontUU toV three IllOllt |,s—for disii issioii from av<lin liship, 40 (1: ys. ,.Insure of mortgages must In published i a-mlliiV for four months—for es- tahlisliinir i lost pa pers for the full space of ill ire maul! IS—for compelling titles from ex- renters or ;i idmiiiis urators where bond has hern iriven 1 >y the deceased, the full space of three nioiil 1 PuMicatii m will always be continued ac- eor<lTnjr to these tho legal requirements, • otherwise ordered. TEN MINUTE S IN A LIFE. In the year ltiO’5 of the Hegira— corresponding to 1G87 of the Christian era—on the second day of the least of Hciraui, a large group of MusSulmen wore assembled in a circle before the Mosque of St. Sophia. Some were standing, and others sitting cross-legged on carpets spread upon the sand. 1 he group increased as the Moslems issued, from the mosque, and as passers-by, prompted by curiosity, remained to see what was going on. In the midst of a crowd of smokers a. young man of remarkably handsome features, though somewhat bronzed by an Asiatic sun, was seated before a small table, which was'eovered with swords and brass balls. He was dressed m a close jacket of green silk, admirably fitted to set off his light and graceful figure; a girdle of antelope skin, on which some mysterious characters were inscribed in silver, confined *a pair of loose trousers which were drawn close at the ankle, This light and attractive dress was completed by a Phrygian cap, from the top of which hung a small musical bell. By this costume, at once graceful and fantastic, it was easy to recognise one of those jugglers whom the feast of Beirarn drew every year to Stamboul,and to whom was usually giv en the name of Zingaro. The juggler performed his exploits without appearing to notice the admira tion he excited. He took a pigeon s egg from a small moss basket, aud, pla ring it upright on the table, struck it with the edge of his sword, without in juring the shell. An incredulous by stander took the egg to examine it, but the slight pressure of his fingers served to destroy the frail object that had re sisted the blow of the scimetar. This act of dexterity was followed by many others. The boldness of the ycung man terrified the usually, impas sive Turks; and, what was yet more surprising, he made them smile by the amusing stories he related. Persons of his prolession were generally silent, and , The history of successive sultans of ten presents little beyond the melan choly spectacle of a throne at the mercy of a lawless soldiery. Mahmoud was not the first of his-race wlio sought to free the seraglio from these formidable guardians. Solyiuan III. had also formed this perilous design, but he was put to death by the janizaries, led by Mustapha, his uncle, who came, from the Mores for the ostensible purpose of de fending the emperor, hut in reality to seize upon his throne. .The Sultan Mustapha, who had commenced his reign in such a tragic manner, experi enced all the anxiety and uneasiness J. tLii actii _o£_air usurper and tyrant, jjoru’.d. suspicious and pfcrfidous. he broke through every promise lie had made to the janizaries, whose creature, nevertheless, he was. Instead of doubling their pay. Tie yli- minislied it; instead oi lessening the tax es, lie doubled them. He lived buried in the depths of his palace, the eare of which he had confided to the Greek sol dier. notwithstanding the. murmers of the legitimate guards. The mutes, dwarfs and buffoons of the palace could alone obtain access to his presence. At the time the juggler was amusing the subjects of his Highness, Mustapha was seated cross-legged on his divan, seeking to drive away his ennui by watching the columns of fragrant smoke as they slowly rose from the lung tube of his nargileh. A slave stood beside him. holding a feathered fan of various colors. The buffoons of the palace had vainly tried to ‘extort a smile from their master. The Impassibility of the Grand Signior gave them to understand that their time was ill-cliosen, aud that mirth would he dangerous', they had, there fore. one after the other, quitted the apartment, waiting to re-enter at the good pleasure of the Prince. The pal ace was silent. Shortly the hangings of the divan were gently raised, and a man stood in respectful attitude before Mustapha.^ •What wouldst thou ?” asked the Sul tan. The Bostangi Bass—for it was he— replied briefly, according to the custom of the seraglio— ‘A juggler stands without; he might perchance amuse your Highness.” The Sultan made an impatient sign in the negative. “This man,” continued the Bassa, knows strange things. He can read the future.” • Let him come in.” The Bostango bowed profoundly, and retired. Black slaves, armed with drawn scim- etars, surrounded the imperial sofa when the juggler was introduced. After a slight salutation, the young man leaned gracefully on his yataghan, awaiting the orders of the Sultan. • ■•Thy name ?” demanded Mustapha. “Mehalle.’’ “Thy country ?” ^ “Jugglars have ho country ” ‘ “Thy age ?” “I was five years eld when you first girded on the sword of Ottoman ‘ -•• Whence oomest thou ?” - “From the Mores, Signior.” replied the juggler, pronouncing the words with emphasis. The Sultan remained silent for a mo ment, ‘Tout soon added, gayly: “Since you can read the future, I will put your knowledge to the proof. When people know the future they ought to know the past.” \ ou say right, Signior. He who sees the evening star rise on the horizon has but to turn his head to view the last rays of the setting sun.” “Well, tell me how I made my ablu tions yesterday.” “The first with Canary wine, the sec ond with wine of Cyprus, and the third with that of Chios ” The chie& of the Believers smiled and stroked his beard; he was indeed in the habit of derogating in this res pect, as in many others, from the pre scription of the Koran. “Knowest thou,” replied the sover eign, whom the Zingaro’s answer had put into a pleaaent humor, “knowest thou that I could hqve thee at onee be headed ?” “Doubtless,” said the juggler-, un dauntedly, “as you did the Spanish mer chant who watered his wine before he sold it to you.” Mustapha applauded the knowledge of the magician. He hesitated, never- theles, before he ventured to put the dreaded question that tyrants, who are ever superstitious, never fail to demand of those who can read the stars: “How long have I to live ? The grand Signior assumed a persua sive tone, and even condescended to flatter the organ of destiny, in hopes of obtaining a favorable answer. “Thou art a wonderful youth,” said he; “thou knowest things of which,be sides thyself, the mutes only possess the secret. I should wish to keep thee in my palace; 1 will make thee richer than all the merchants of Galatea, if thou wilt tell me the year I must die.” Mehalle approached the Sultan, and. taking his hand, appeared to study the ine of his palm with great attention.— Having finished his examination, In vent to the. window and fixed his eyes for some moments upon the heavens. “The tires of Beiraui are lighting up 1^tlftwly;'^mghf'^*rf fiamf.’" ” Mustapha anxiously awaited the an swer of the astrologer The latter con tinued in a mysterious manner: -The declining day still eclipses the litrlifc of the constellations. I will an swer you, Signior, when the evening star appears.” The Sultan made a movement of im patience; anger was depicted in his countenance, and the look which he darted on the mutes showed Mehalle that he had incurred his Highness’s dis pleasure. Curiosity, however, doubt less prevailed over every other feeling of the Princes mind, for, ;urning to the young man, he said : “I am little accustomed to wait; I will do so. however, if thou canst amuse me uutil the propitious hour arrives. “Would your Highness like to see some feats of juggjing?” asked Me halle, drawing, his sabre from his scab bard. “No, no!” exclaimed the Sultan, mak ing the circles of slaves close in about him. “Leave thy arms !” “Would you prefer a story, Signior?” “Stories that lull an Arab to sleep under his tent ? No, I must have some thing new. Of all known games there is but one I care for; I used to play it formerly, but now there is not a person in the place who understands the chess board.” The jugglar smiled, and, taking an ebony box from a velvet bag. he pre sented it to the Sultan, whose wish he understood. The stern countenance of the Sultan relaxed at the sight, and the board was placed on the bowed back of a slaye. Before commencing the game, the Sul tan said: “We are about to play; so far good; but shouldst thou loose, what should I gain ?” “Since your Highness does me the honor of playing against me, I will stake all that I possess—this scimetar aud my liberty. Butwhat shall I gain ?” added the young man, folding his arms. • Shouldst thou win, I would give thee a slave.” “For a free man ? The stake is not equal.” -I would add to it my finest courser.” “I need him not; my feet are swifter that 1 an Arab steed.’ “I have a fa Bey. sublime Signior. Until this day I have been nothing hut a wanderer, wearing the dresses of a juggler. Were I to complain of this I sboqjd be ungrateful, for this simple garb has ever seen me free and happyj I. however, renounce it. I become your’slave; my mirth shall be for you alone; I will sing for you Indian songs; and, above all, I will divine for none but you. In return I will ask but one thing; it is, if I^pin, to allow me to wear your royal mantle for fen minutes; to sit upon the divan, surrounded by slaves, and to place upon my head that dreaded turban, whose fame has reached to the entfs of the earth.” The proposition of Mehalle was re ceived with a burst of laughter from the Sultan. “Thou wouldst sit upon the seat of the Caliphs ! Dost thou not fear the weight of this turban upon thy silly head ? A fine figure thou wouldst make under the pelisse of Ottoman! I should like to see thee giving audience to the’ vizers and pashas!” “It is in your- Highness’s power to afford yourself this pleasure.” “Well,” continued Mustapha, “I will agree to thestake. A juggler upon the throne! Such a sight the East nev er saw!” The game was short. Though he played with skill the Sultan was check mated. It was fairly done, and. he presently prepared to fulfill his engage ment. Mustapha loosened his girdle, took off his pelisse and laid down his turban, while a slave assisted to invest Mehalle in the royal garments. These prepara tions completed, the Sultan, dressed on ly in loose silken trousers and a richly embroidered vest, approached a clock, and placing his finger on the dial plate, “When the hand shall mark the hour of eight ’, said he, “I shall have paid iny wagfcr, and then-1 will appoint you my astrologer.” The juggler ascended the divan, and and -having placed scimeter at his side, he ordered the door to be thrown open, that the waiting courtiers might be ad. mitted. The apartment, which the dim light of evening rendered obscure, was immediately filled with muftis and ule mas. agas of janizai;ies and pashas, great officers of the Forte, and foreign am bassadors. He next orderej a new re lay of .guards to relieve those on duty, and then the withdrawal of all personal meat. 1 ‘As the tr&n -ffirfnrtfo- m trehing in. a sign from Mehalle caused tlu flambeaux to be lignted, when, in the dazzling flood of illumination, he ■food e.-ect. receiving the homage of the assembly, and fixing more firmly on his head the scarlet-feathered turban, the emblem of power, lie cried, in a commanding.tone : Let the standard of the Prophet be raised on St. Sophia ! The people will salute it from afar at the fires of Bei- iii 1” At these wordsan office! stepped forth to execute the orders, but Mustapha, who had been setting aside, at first amused and then alarmed, arose to pre vent it. Masrgi Mohammed !” thundered the ad interim Sultan, “obey 1” The aga bowed and retired. Mehalle added, “Let the imaums repair to the mosques and offer up petitions for the new Sultan ! Cadilisquier, have the tomb of Mustapha opened in Scutari!” The Sultan tried to smile. “Keepers of the treasury,” continued Mehalle, “dis tribute among the poor of Stamboul the hoardings of the late Sultan !” ‘Enough, buffoon !” exclaimed Mus tapha, in an agitated voice, on seeing how readily his servants obeyed these strange orders. “I still command,” replied Mehalle with calm self-possession; the clock has not yet struck the eour of eight. Art thou, then, so impatient to know the fate that awaits thee ?” The courtiers were at loss to understand the mysteri ous scene. They looked with terror on this bold young man, invested with the insignia of power, and the Bostangi was astonished at seeing his master tremble before a strolling juggler. . “Mustapha.” continued the diviner, “I am about to tell thee the time of thy death, for the evening star has aris en. Mufti, advance 1” The President of the oumela came forward. The diviner proceeded: “You who read every day the book of our Prophet, and explain it to the peo ple. tell me how avarice and usury, drunkenness and murder, perfidy and cruelty, should be punished.” The mufti replied, in a low, grave tone: “By the Koran any of these crimes is deserving of death.” “Thou hearest, Mustapha. It is the Prophet who condemns thee.” As he said this he beckoned to the mutes. Mustapha tried to rush to the divan, but was seized by the slaves, who power which Mehalle wore, aud the cord was passed around his neck. “Thy hour has come! I am the son of Solyman, who fell fifteen years ago in this very place, pierced with wounds from thy sword 1 Thou hast counted the heads of every member of niy fam ily.- Thou hast confounded the son of thy master with the child of a slave. I am the evening star; I am the Sultan Amurath!” As he thus spoke the young Prince made a step forward. His lofty brow, his features, voice, manner, and com manding dignity of person inspired a deep emotion in the assembly. After a moment the cry went up, “Long live Amurath!” and at the same moment the body of Mustapha fell lifeless on the marble floor. The* clock had stuck eight. Before the hour haud had once again passed round the dial, largess had been profusely scattered among the populace of Stamboul, oaths of allegiance taken by officers of state, and the proclama tion, “His Highness, our very magnifi cent lord and master, Sultan Abdul Aziz Amurath, has ascended the throne!” trumpeted the public crier before the mosque of St. Sophia. Our Mt- Pleasant Letter. ‘ . Mount Pleasant, Fla., July 10th, 1873. Editor Democrat:—Last Saturday was a lovely day and more especially so because of the gladness whieh her bright sun as it rose into a clear sky braught to many a heart the gay gal lant and fair all At v early morn when the merry and cheerful lay of the mock ing bird the beauty of summer the fra grant odor of flowers while Nature smiled in loveliness and tendered a ge nial balmy day for the propitious jour ney to Providence Baptist Church Gadsden Co Fla tho the distance was about 18 miles and lay through a diso- lated Piney woods country that a fox squirrel could hardly subsist in Our company consisted of four Rustic Gents with four of Decaturs loveliest daugh ters and the two first to move off were \\ r B W the Linening Pants notoriety and the lovely blue eyed Miss 51 L S tort dK u TK aa>A -i lvzi <4asTiinor, Vw>ll of the chart and compass with the beauti ful Miss J E W the rear was -brought up by the writer with the fascinating Miss G A S A short time after the hands of our time pieces had passed X upon their dial we had reached our dis- tination after preaching we were again in rout for the Rev R P Greene where we enjoyed our selves hugely until next morning we again returned to the church in time to hear a quarrel between two rustic gents That eving we went to Uncle Fred Weatherington and for the hospatality shown us he has our heart felt thanks The people of this part of Gadsden are showing evidenoes of in domitable industry and thrift Their farms are in good repair Their crops in the best of condition their table well supplied from their own farms they are working like clever fellows and saving their money. Monday morning we start- on the return trip m time to get a good weting and also a good dinner from our esteemed friend Mr Fletcher, after ward we again drew reign over oui charges and with our fair and lovely ones we again entered the road for home in the impire state and ere the curtains of night had veiled the earth in darkness we had them safely under their parents roof many Jokes and gests were made at Fla exspences Our horse back man made himself conspicuous m many in- stences in giting his feet mngled in a Domestic sewing machine for a melodi- Farewell to the Providence We part but not forever The chain of friendship elastic length Extension cannot sever Berrie. The Polygamous Prophet Trouble has arisen in the house hold of the lecherous and polyga mous old Prophet, Brigham Young. In his old age his affinities are de serting him. It is announced by tel egram that his seventeenth wife—he only knows .them by their number— has gathered together her. chattels and effects, shaken the dust of Mor- monism from her polonaise, and gone over to the Gentiles. These latter have received her with open arms, and the leading lawyers of that he retic tribe are preparing to bring suit for divorce and alimony. It is thought that the trial of the case will develop some racy revelations, to something quite out ot the usual order of things. Thus far, it ap pears, the Prophet has remained stolidly passive. There is no formal notice made to the public that Num ber Seventeen has voluntarily quit his bed and board, nor is it declared that debts contracted by her will be repudiated by the injured spouse. The absence of these commonplaces leads us to suspect that the informa tion conveyed in the court telegram conceals a piquant July romance. Berhaps the venerable Lothario was preparing to sanctify the sweetness of summer by sealing unto himself a strange spinster, whereat, the ten der heart of Number Seventeen rose up in revolt. Perhaps the unfeeling Brigham complained of the charac ter of his coffee or the flabbiness of his soup. Perhaps he left Number Seve^een to pine in loneliness, while he flirted with Number Ten or Num ber Sixty-five, as the case might be. Perhaps—the unfeeling brute!—he refused to buy her the loveliest of bonnets or the cunningest of biased waists. Who can tell? But the sad fact remains that Number Seventeen is preparing to give Salt Lake a sen sation over which even Gotham would gloat.—Sav. News. Speak Kindly to Thy Wife Husband, speak kindly to you wife for heavy to bear and hard to endure are the many trials that beset her path. To your hard and rough na ture, they may appear small, to that heart of finer mould to that nature attuned to the keenest emotions, they are of gigantic size. Husband, speak kindly to that wedded wife to whom, before witnes ses on earth and witnesses in Heav en, you swore to love, honor, cherish and protect, so long as life endures. What, perchance, if her lips have spoken murmuring words, her heart beats with kindness true and joys to be called thine own. Husband, speak kindly to that wife, and remember what weary hours ol pain it has been her lot to bear and to suffer. Then give her sweet words of encouragement aud sorrows share. Husband, speak kindly to your wife. She has a mother’s heart,and the noblest of hearts may at times have some heavy grief to bear. What if some pettish word should seek to find vent, and come to birth upon the lips in speech; condemn her not —that word relief has given. Husband, speak kindly to the mother of your children,for none are perfect here, and thou art dearer far to her than life. Then hushand father, still forbear, and never fail to speak kindly to thy wife. Speak kindly to all in the house hold, aud rare flowers of love and goodness will spring up fo Cheer the eye and heart and make home a type of heaven. and the lover? of sensation |n-; that hatTkaraed"to recognize tb« symbol of j remote region are looking forward A Disseminator of ‘ ‘Brave, Chivalric Ideas.” The ex-Colonel of “The Grand Army ot the Republic,” who at pres ent edits tLe Columbus Enqnirer, with a modesty only equaled by his ignorance and vulgarity, sets him self up as a missionary for the moral and political regeneration of the be nighted South. In pursuance of this philanthropic purpose he solemn ly proclaims to his readers in his is sue of Wednesday: “We dare to do right, and we propose to tell our readers the truth, and we intend to lose our last cent in breaking down the prejudice be tween the sections. If we fail our loss will be great, but not so great as that of the country we hoped to benefit with a brave, chivalric idea ot its wants.” We are of the opinion that the. Colonel will not be very long in car rying out his selfsacrificing “inten tion.” There is one consolation, however, if he can bear the pecuni ary loss, the country wifi no doubt survive the loss of his “brave, chiv alric ideas of its wants. ’ The truth is, in the gushing enthu siasm of his natnre, the Colonel has entirely mistaken both h’s vocation and the field for the dissemination of his “brave, chivalric ideas.” He may be an oracle of wisdom, and a model of decency and refinement, but be i3 either a half century before or a hall century behind his time. At pres ent his verbose and frothy lucubra tions only excite • the ridicule and contempt af thosq whom he seeks to . ^ , , enlighten and reform.—Sav. united against Italy. A Wise Judge- A certain merchant left in his last testament several horses to be divi ded among his three sous, according proportions :—The first was to re ceive half the second one-third, and the youngest one-ninth part of the whole. But when they came to ar range about the division, it was found that to comply with the terms of the will, without sacrificing one or more of the animals, was impossible. Puz zled in the extreme, they repaired to the Cadi, who having read the will, observed that such a difficult, question required time lor delibera tion, and commanded them to return after two days. When they again made their appearance, the judge said: “i havo considered carefuHy*your case, and I find that I can make such a division of the seventeen hor ses among you as wiii give each more than his strict share, and yet not one of the animals siiah be in jured. Are you content ?’’ “We are, O judge,” was the re ply. “Bring forth the aeventee horses and let them, be placed in the court’” said the Cadi. The animals were brought, and judge ordered his groom to place his own horse with them. He bade the eldest brother count the horses. “They are eighteen In number, O judge,” he^aid. . “I will now make the division,” observed the Cadi. “You the eldest are entitled to half; tak* then, nine of the horses. You, tho so ernd son, are to receive one-third r ,k\ there fore, six ; while to you he youngest, belongs the ninth pari, namely two. Thus, the seveuteen koj es sre divi ded among you ; you have each more than your share, and 1 may now take my oVn steed bad: again.” Masballah !” exclaimed the broth ers, with delight. “0, Cadi, your wisdom equals that of our lord, Sa- leiman Ibn Daood.” About Alike. Humanity averages about the impulses sway tne numan neari in each strata of society. There would be far greater chari ty in the world were it fully under stood that very many times, when one man is honored above another, it is because he is not as well known. “Zook out for those who cry the loudest “stop thief,” at the starving creature who steel? a loaf of bread. If they are respected as better than common people it may be because they adroitly cloak their villainy. Charity neither dwells with igno rance nor hypocrites. To be incapable of narrow cen sure and base suspicions, a mind must be expansive, and generous, learning lessons from the infinitude of the mercy arid magnanimity of God. To be and to do this, one must ever seek ‘the good and the beautiful in all things, and ‘every person, rather than to clutch the flaw in a grand work, drag it fo the light and exaggerate its-size and im portance. The most perfect piece of statuary is not without some blemish, for few pieces of marble cao be obtained in the cutting of which some dark spots are not re vealed. President McMahon’s Position. A Paris correspondent of one of the New York journals reports Pres ident McMahon as saying to him that he accepted the Presidency of France to save the army and rescue the government from a hideous scramble for power aud profit. He added : “There is no reason why the present regime, in its amended constitutional form, with a military executive, who should reign over the country and rule over the army, should not become* established in Frruce. When the words ‘empire’ and ’’republic’ become synonymous with ‘discipline/’ every citizen a sol dier, and every soldier a servant of the republic, wrangling and strife will cease in the country ” . He like wise said : “Everything that can be done to insure the Pope’s safety and the necessary liberties of the Holy See, shall be done. It is directly against the interests of Italy to ex pel the Pope, for were he to take refuge elsewhere the Catholics of aU the world wonkl be aroused and